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harrysfolklore · 5 months

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Can you please, pretty pretty please do another Zendaya one??

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okay i’m kinda nervous bc this is the first time i post for someone who’s not harry so HI i do social media au blurbs and i hope you like this one i did for tom 🥲 let me know your thoughts and send in requests if you have any !

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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yourinstagram Thank you so much @vogueitalia for having me 🤍 Interview out tomorrow

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ynfan1 STUNNING

alexademie ❤️⭐️!!!

ynfan2 models should be glad she chose acting as a career

dualipa MOTHER 🤍

ynfan3 i wonder what kind of tea she spilled on the interview

tomblyth ❤️

↳ tomfan1 HELLO?

↳ tomfan2 ariana what are you doing here

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enews We’re losing our minds over this new Hollywood romance. 🥹 Link in bio to see how YN hard launched their relationship (📸: Getty)

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tomfan1 OMFGGGG

ynfan1 THIS IS GIVING ME LIFE

tomfan2 NOOOO 💔

ynfan2 “my love life has always been private but this time just feels right to let the world know” NO I CANT MY HEART

↳ tomfan3 DYING

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tomblyth Sneak peak at our inconspicuous movie about 2 totally chill birdwatchers with no emotional damage whatsoever… 😏

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tomfan1 AHHHHHHHHHHH

ynfan1 this movie is going to be so good

hunterschafer ❤️

tomfan2 THE SLAY OF THE CENTURY

ynfan2 okay now i get yn

yourinstagram Those are my babies 🤍

↳ ynfan3 we love a supportive girlfriend

↳ tomfan3 i’m definitely not jealous

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tomupdates Tom and YN in Los Angeles today !

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tomfan1 STOP THIS

ynfan1 WELL

tomfan2 AHHHHHH

ynfan2 people who don’t support this relationship are so lame bc look at them

tomfan3 she visited him on set 👀

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tomblyth Come back to the beginning of the games with us @songbirdsandsnakes

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tomfan1 AHHH OMG

ynfan1 what a time to be alive

rachelzegler YES !!!

songbirdsandsnakes We are SO there! ❤️

yourinstagram SUPER PROUD MY LOVE 🤍🤍

↳ ynfan2 AHHHHHH

↳ tomblyth I love you ❤️

↳ tomfan2 I JUST DIED DEAD

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yourinstagram Exciting things coming

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ynfan1 SAY SIKE

tomfan1 she’s dating my man i can’t

hunterschafer they’re not ready

↳ ynfan2 SPILL THE BEANS

ynfan3 the way this could literally be anything

tomblyth Gorgeous ❤️

↳ tomfan2 im still in the denial phase btw

FANS VIA TWITTER

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yourinstagram CAN’T CATCH ME NOW from @songbirdsandsnakes will be out today. The film and the rest of the soundtrack are out November 17th. Thank you to sweet angel @oliviarodrigo for writing this song and letting me sing it, this is so special to me 🤍

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ynfan1 OMFGGGGG

mtv Our skin is clear. Our grades are all A’s. This is exactly what we needed

ynfan2 SINGER YN IS SO ALIVE

tomfan1 OHHHH LORDDDDD

hunterschafer ❤️❤️❤️😭

tomfan2 she 🥹 did this 🥹 for tom 🥹

ynfan3 the things she does for love i guess bc i thought she was allergic to studios

tomblyth So proud of you 🤍

↳ tomfan3 WHAT IF CRY

↳ yourinstagram Wouldn’t have done with without your encouragement 🥺

↳ ynfan4 IM MELTING

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tomblyth HG film dump. Just some of the many people I love who breathed life into this movie. @songbirdsandsnakes opens tomorrow 🤍

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tomfan1 CRYING

rachelzegler See you on the big screen 🙌🏻

ynfan1 i can’t wait to see it omg

yourinstagram SUPER PROUD ❤️ I love you !

↳ ynfan2 AHHH SO CUTE

↳ tomfan2 that should be me

tomfan3 i was here before hunger games

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yourinstagram TBOSBAS is on theaters now and all I can say is that I love every single human being involved in it and I’m so proud of them 🤍 Oh and thank you for all the support for Can’t Catch Me Now, you make me all mushy 🥲

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ynfan1 AWEEEEEE

tomfan1 LOOK AT MY BABY

rachelzegler We love you sweet angel ! Having you on set was a blast❤

↳ ynfan2 MY BABIEEEEES

tomfan2 WE NEED MORE TOM BTS CONTENT

ynfan3 okay can we get a full album now

↳ yourinstagram I only release music for special occasions 🤍

↳ tomfan3 AHHH SHE DID IT FOR TOM

tomblyth Thank you for being my rock and bringing me bagels, I love you honey ❤

↳ tomfan1 OH TO BE CALLED HONEY BY TOM

↳ ynfan1 i'm melting

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people Our favorite off-screen couple has arrived to the #BalladOfSongbirdsAndSnakes premiere ! Link in our bio for more pictures.

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tomfan1 AHHHHH I CANT

ynfan1 they're matching my heart

tomfan2 THEIR RED CARPET SLASH PREMIERE DEBUT

ynfan2 yn is such a supportive girlfriend tom is so lucky

↳ tomfan3 they're so lucky to have each other 🥺

INTERVIEWS BY TOM AND THE CAST DURING THE PREMIERE

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tomupdates Tom and YN at the TBOSAS premiere ! 🥺

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tomfan1 AHHHH

ynfan1 i can’t take their cuteness anymore

tomfan2 i’m so damn jealous ngl

ynfan2 WHIPPED

tomfan3 i’m bisexual bc of them

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yourinstagram Snow lands on top. The man of the hour

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ynfan1 AHHHHH

tomfan1 SO TRUE IT BOY

hunterschafer Love you both 🤍

ynfan2 she’s down horrendousss omg

tomfan2 i get her if tom was my boyfriend i would post pics of him all the time

tomblyth I love you so much ❤️

↳ tomfan3 WHAT IF I CRY

↳ ynfan3 they’re equally down bad

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tomblyth Dream girl ❤️

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tomfan1 NO WAY

ynfan1 IM CRYING

alexiademie 💘⭐️

ynfan2 ahhh this is what she deserves

tomfan2 tom is such a soft boyfriend i could cry

yourinstagram 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹❤️

↳ ynfan3 they’re endgame i swear

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norrisleclercf1 · 9 months

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Okay I was cheering so loud for oscar today I’m so happy for him! He’s really become one of my favorite drivers and I want only good things for him.

But I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to celebrate his sprint result with him 👀 then I saw your little post about sucking his dick and I just 🤭🔥🤤

A/N: My first time writing for Oscar, and honestly he deserves it hot damn was that sexy

Warnings: Smut, oral (m receiving), slightly public

"What are you doing?" Oscar's voice muffles against your lips as you shove him into his drivers room. Fuck, was he hot right now. It's hard to describe.

Was it his confidence? The fact you love him? The black fireproofs are getting to you? God damn you didn't care but you needed him in your mouth, practically able to feel the weight of him on your tongue.

"Take it off." You gasp, staring him down. Oscar's eyes widen but soon darken realizing what you meant. "I have media duties." He points out, unzipping his race suit you scuff. "I'm offering to blow you? And you're worried about media duties rather then the fact your girlfriend is about to suck your dick?" You ask, dropping to your knees.

He just smirks, shrugging down revealing the way the fireproof hugs his torso and arms. "No, I'm just saying you should hurry up before someone comes to get me." You laugh, shaking your head as you smile.

Hands moving to his hips, you pull him in licking a stripe feeling his cock harden against his boxer briefs. Looking up you wait for permission, Oscar's breath quickens as he nods. "Hands moving to his hips, you pull him in licking a stripe feeling his cock harden against his boxer briefs. Looking up you wait for permission, Oscar's breath quickens as he nods.

"You did so good today baby, it was fucking hot. Let me show you, how proud I am." Pulling them down you watch as his cock bounces out before standing straight. "Yeah? Deserve it, show me what that mouth can do." He groans hands on your head.

Smiling you stick your tongue out, flattening it you lick from base to tip and suck him in. "Fuckkkkkkk." He moans. Your mouth was warm and wet as you move up and down slowly, taking your time. His eyes flutter close just enjoying the moment.

Fingers scratching up his thighs, sending a shiver over his body loving the way it feels mixed with your mouth. Pulling off you kiss his tip, rolling your tongue over it and then licking down to his balls. "You're right, big balls." Oscar sputters out a laugh, as you giggle.

His laugh soon turns into a light moan when you take him back down your throat. Oscar allows himself to get lost in the feeling, but it's knocked out when someone knocks on the door. He freezes, spooked but you don't stop.

"Oscar, you've got 2 minutes to finish whatever it is you're doing. I'll cover." Lando's voice comes through the door you remind yourself to thank Lando. Oscar stumbles out an okay as you giggle sending a vibration up he has to choke on a moan.

"Shit, you better do that trick if you want me to come now." He whispers and you nod your head and go deeper and drag your teeth up and move tongue moving to his tip slightly digging and he cruses, banging his head on the wall.

"Fuck, I'm shit." Taking him back down your throat, he comes in your mouth as you swallow each drop. His legs shake, cheeks flushed as you ease off him. "I love you." He whispers, pulling you up as he kisses you deeply.

"Get a real podium tomorrow and we can totally do that thing you want." Oscar's eyes widen he nods, a flurry of movements and hes out of the door zipping up his suit

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pandoraslxna · 1 year

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can I request a story where ao’nung is the reader’s step brother and she accidentally flashed him and he couldn’t handle himself and he knows its wrong but he just had to mate with her

(I know this is weird but i’ve just been fantasising about it)

Under control

Stepbro Ao'nung x female metkayina reader

Words: 3.1k

Warnings: explicit smut, stepcest (= they’re stepsiblings, means they’re not blood related!), aged up characters, oral (f receiving), voyeurism, slightly obsessive Ao’nung, teasing, sexual tension, slightly bratty reader, p in v, creampie

Notes: I hope you both don’t mind that I fused these two requests together, they just fit so well 👀 (definitely not my best work lol I wrote this instead of sleeping and it’s not proofread so it probably won’t make much sense)

Na’vi translation:

Tsmuke - sister

Ao'nung thought he had it under control.

He really thought that he would easily be able to restrain himself, when you joined his family of five, as some kind of stepsister.

You were pretty, no doubt. And Ao’nung lied to himself that it was normal, the way he looked at you. He tried to make himself believe that it was probably hard for every men to peel their eyes off of you whenever you walked by with that sway of your hips, almost seductively, or emerged from the water like some goddess.

No, there was definitely nothing wrong with him. It was totally normal that his gaze lingered on your body for way longer than necessary, consuming every inch of your skin, eyes following every droplet of sea water that ran down your body to places where he’d like to touch, kiss, bite and— no.

He had it under control.

You were considered part of his family now and he had to brush off these kind of thoughts about you.

And he definitely had it under control.

That was, until he stumbled upon you on a late evening, down at the shore. It was his secret spot, a piece of hidden beach, far from the village, where he’d often spent some time away from any annoying duties as the future olo’eyktan of his clan. Apparently, you had discovered that place too.

Great, he thought, you really can’t have shit for yourself on these islands…

Ao’nung was about to send you off, tell you to find your own spot and leave him alone. But the sight that revealed in front of him throws him off guard completely.

You had intended to sunbath here, where you were undisturbed and alone. Savoring the last few rays of sun, before the eclipse would begin. Completely oblivious of your stepbrothers presence, you had untied your top and loincloth and lied down, your eyes fluttering shut when your back met the warm sand. Ao’nung had to swallow thickly and his hands flexed into tight fists on his sides, while he watched you from afar.

Every day it was getting harder for him to contain himself when you were around. Especially difficult, if he was forced to watch your body move in the clear water all day long. How your top would sometimes rise up, when you tied your hair together, almost exposing your chest to him. How tight your clothes would cling to your curves when you emerged from the water. And how you dried yourself in the sun, just like right now. With the last droplets of sea water collecting in your navel and sweat beading on your breasts, making his mouth water. Fuck, you really had some pretty tits. The perfect size, so round and soft looking that he wanted to bury his head in between them.

Ao’nung knew he should go. He should go and cool off, but the place where he would usually go to do just that, was unfortunately already occupied. And that’s when he finally lost it, his self control.

Enough is enough, he thought and approached you with determination written clearly on his face.

"You’re a little tease, you know that?"

"Fuck– Ao’nung", you gasp, startled, and quickly fold both of your arms over your chest in an attempt to cover yourself. "Don’t sneak up on me like that!"

"Sneak up on you?", your stepbrother scoffed, "You’re the one laying naked on the beach, for the whole world to see, in broad daylight!"

"Well, to my defense, I thought I was alone", you explained, rolling your eyes at him. You knew that Ao’nung was protective of his family, but he wasn’t your father. And you wouldn’t let him shame you for doing something as simple as sunbathing.

"Oh, don’t play dumb with me", Ao’nung suddenly sneered with a sharp grin on his face, "You know exactly that this is where I go to be alone. And you happen to have a sunbath right here? Naked?"

You frown at his words. "I mean yes, but… i thought you and Rotxo were still—", you begin to stammer, but Ao’nung is quick to cut you off with a laugh, shaking his head.

"No, you know exactly that I wasn’t with Rotxo all day." He takes a step closer to you and you had to crane your neck to look up at him now. "Sounds to me like you did that on purpose", he chuckles, tilting his head, "Say, are you trying to seduce your big brother?"

A faint blush suddenly garnishes your cheeks and the tip of your ears and your eyes widen, "Seduce you? I’m sorry, what?" You laugh, but can’t help the way it sounds a little forced, only adding further to Ao‘nungs suspicion.

The smirk on Ao‘nungs face is almost dangerous now, sharp fangs poking out between his lips and you catch a glimpse of his tongue swiping over them as if he’s hungry and staring at a meal he’s about to devour. And then your eyes fall lower, lower, all the way down to what’s right in front of your face.

Ao’nungs gaze follows yours and then he chuckles, watching how you stare at the prominent bulge of his boner, you were currently eye level with. "See anything you like, tsmuke?"

Your eyes flick up to him again, the blush on your cheeks growing more red as you stare at each other. But then you suddenly smile, as smugly as ever, "Don’t tell me a little bare skin made you that hard?"

Slowly, Ao‘nungs face drops to something close to a scowl, a sight that makes you giggle. His ego surely was as big as he was tall and he was just so easy to tease, you had realized about a year ago, using this fact as an advantage whenever he tried to tease you. Usually, it helped you get out of whatever trouble you were in. Gave you the upper hand in any fight. Usually…

"Are you a virgin, nungy?", you giggle, tilting your head almost mockingly, "Is this your first time seeing a girl naked?"

Slowly, almost sensually, you drop your arms from your chest, letting your hands glide over your breast, fingers brushing over your hardened nipples, letting goosebumps appear on your body, before they fall to your sides. Ao’nung swallows.

"Cut that out", he growls through gritted teeth, "You know I hate that nickname."

Again, you giggle and in an innocent gesture, you fold your hands together in your lap, purposefully causing your breasts to be squished together between your arms and making them appear bigger. "Well, are you?"

His hand snaps to your jaw so quick that you can barely proceed that they had moved at all, squeezing your soft cheeks between his fingers in a strong grip. "Oh, you wanna find out?", he growls.

There’s the tiniest movement, barely a nod, but with the way Ao’nung was gripping your jaw, holding you firm, it was all you could manage. But it was all that he needed, to finally, finally give in to you, give in to himself, to loose his last bit of self control.

Ao‘nung grins as he crouches down to be eye level with you, abandoning your jaw in order to hold your shoulders and push you back down against the sand with soft thud. He manhandles you into position, legs spread and then angled- no, rather folded so your knees were almost touching your ears.

His hands are on the backside of your thighs, keeping them open and presenting your glistening cunt to him like a five course meal. With a chuckle, Ao’nung licks his lips, "Look at you, I‘ve barely even started and you’re soaking already."

A shudder runs through you at this, his face so close to the space between your legs that you felt his hot breath against your skin.

"Is that why you were 'sunbathing' here? Are you getting off from flashing your brother, huh? So wet just because I’ve seen your pretty tits."

"Stepbrother…", you mutter softly, a weak attempt to defend your dignity. There’s a cute pout forming on your flustered face, much to Ao’nungs amusement. "Doesn’t fucking matter", he shrugs and grins, "You’re still a filthy girl, about to get fucked so good that you’ll be screaming my name. Your stepbrothers name."

The moment those words had left his lips, he wasted no more time and with a speed born of practice, he dove headfirst between your thighs. He kissed your pubic bone, traveling down to part your folds with his tongue and spread you open with a long lick, ending with his mouth on your clit. He sucked and lapped and made you squirm within seconds. Another stroke with his tongue, followed by a deep kiss on your throbbing clit, and then he came up for air, savoring your taste and scent.

You still smell like the ocean from your previous swim, skin warm from drying in the sun and theres a sweetness to your taste that lights a fire inside him.

"Eywa, you taste so damn good", Ao’nung groans as he lick his lips. His chest heaves as he catches his breathe, unintentionally mimicking the way you were trying to do the same. Your breath hitches in your throat when he lowers his head again, the tickle of his tongue induces a shaky moan as he begins to rim your entrance, strong hands holding you from squirming away. When his tongue pushes inside, your legs twitch to spread them wider and your hips push up for more, trying to grind on Ao’nungs face in pure reflex. Your body definitely knew what it wanted, no matter how wrong it may be.

Your arousal, hot and wet on his mouth, drove him wild with lust. With each stroke, he felt you open up more and more, your warm slickness leaking out and sliding down his chin as he devoured you. Ao’nung could take you right now if he wanted to— so wet, so eager, so very ready. He could ram into you balls-deep as easy as anything. The urge shot like lightning through his core and into his cock. He could rip down his loincloth, grab you by the ankles and fuck you into the sandy ground till you screamed. If he really laid into you, they'd hear it from the other end of the shore, all the way down to the village. Let everyone know that Ao’nung was doing something forbidden, that he was fucking his precious stepsister and he was doing a real good job with it.

Those thoughts made him moan into your pussy and he delved as deep as he could go. He felt every movement rippling through you, every tiny twitch and spasm. Just warning tremors now, but the big one was coming and he'd make sure it came hard.

"Hmm oh fuck", you hummed breathlessly, "m‘so close, right there. Don’t stop, fuck, don’t stop please! Please I’m gonna cum!" Your voice had turned into a sweet whine and your head lolled, but in your core, the muscles that had melted just moments ago began to tighten, tense and tremble as you neared the edge.

And then he placed a skilled kiss to your clit and your breath caught. He knew that sound, has heard it so many times before, when you were playing with yourself in the other room of the marui, thinking that everyone was already sound asleep. When he was listening, fisting his cock in a furious pace, to the sweet sounds that you made, wondering what you were thinking about. Such a tiny noise, barely audible, and with a low moan of anticipation, he buried his face into you. Your back arched, quivering— right there, right there, as you felt yourself poised on the brink, and with a breathless, "Coming," you did.

You trembled as the tingling feeling of your orgasm pulsed through your veins. Your body bucked in reflex— once, twice, and the third time became a shuddering full-body spasm as you drew out the feeling for as long as you could. Then, slowly, it released you and withdrew, leaving you completely breathless.

"Hm, well that was easy", Ao’nung chuckled lowly as he came back up, the bottom half of his face glistening in your juices. The sight made you blush. He then finally let go of your thighs in order to drape your legs over his strong shoulders, pulling you close enough that you felt the tip of his hard cock prodding at your entrance. "You have another one in you, don’t you? Cause I need to feel you come around my cock like that."

"Yes, yes fuck, Ao’nung please", you whine, simultaneously nodding your head as best as you can, "need you to fuck me, don’t hold back!"

"Oh don’t worry, tsmuke, I’ve lost all of my self control about twenty minutes ago", Ao’nung tells you with a sharp grin, "Not even Eywa could make me hold back now."

And with that, he pushes forwards, the head of his cock nudging itself through your wet entrance with minimal resistance and your mouth drops in a silent gasp as the first few inches press into you. It’s a tight, snug fit, and the pleasure shivers through his entire body as he digs his hands into the soft skin of your waist and feels the silky, perfect heat of your cunt clenching down on him. You’re wet, slicked with arousal and spit, relaxed from your previous orgasm, yet he still groans, "S-Shit and you’re calling me a virgin? You’re fucking tight like one!"

Ao’nung released a deep breath, that he didn’t even realize he was holding, when he was finally buried to the hilt inside you. He could come just from this, just from finally being inside of you, without even moving or actually laying a finger on you— and he’s tempted to, if only he wasn’t trying to prove something here. A lame excuse for the both of you to finally give in to each other.

"I‘m not… not tight", you mumble, "you’re just so f-fucking big!"

"Yeah that’s probably right", your stepbrother scoffed and both of his muscular arms came to hug your legs even tighter against his chest, your ankles locking behind his head. Ao’nung then pulls all the way out, leaving only the tip inside, before slamming back into you. Toes curling, you cry out in ecstasy. Lewd slapping sounds of flesh against flesh fill both of your ears within seconds, as Ao’nung sets a hard and fast pace. It doesn’t take long for you to be reduced to a blubbering mess of whimpers and moans as he repeatedly stretches and fills you.

You arch your back as another wave of pleasure rushes through you and the angle allows him to fuck even deeper into you. Above you, Ao’nung groans and hisses, cursing your tightness and the way your wet walls seem to massage his cock as he plunges it in and out of you.

He was thrusting into you so hard now, it knocked the very air out of your lungs, leaving you gasping for breath. You already felt so close again, another orgasm building so painfully quick inside you, that you could barely keep up with it.

"Do it", Ao’nung said, sounding almost as breathlessly as you did. It was only now that you realized, you must’ve said something about your approaching orgasm. "Fucking do it, come on this cock. C‘mon, be a good girl and I’ll fill you up with my cum."

Like you were obeying a command, your eyes rolled back and your eyelids shut, finally feeling yourself tipping over the edge with a scream of his name. Your second orgasm completely knocked the breath out of you then, body exploding in a hot burst of pleasure that made you see stars.

"There you go." His words were barely audible over your moans, chants of curses and his name, as he helped you through it. "You’re squeezing me so tight, o-oh fuck, so good."

Ao’nung knew that there was no going back from this now. The damage was done, the border was crossed and both of you would surely land in what the humans would call hell. But by eywa was it worth it, with the way he felt your tight pussy clamp down around his cock in such a vice-like grip, that he had trouble pulling out properly and slamming back in.

How could something that was supposed to be wrong even feel so damn good?

He fucked you harder now, desperately pounding into you as he chased his own desperate release. His body locked up, every muscle becoming rock hard, and then a shudder started from the base of his spine, flowering outward through his entire body. You felt him come harder than you expected him to, you had to admit.

Ao’nung gave one last thrust, hips pausing, and then you felt it flowing— hot shots of cum pumped into you, filling you up nice and warm as he lost himself inside you with a groan.

You still weren’t there, not really, not when he pulled out with a heavy sigh, when the cum started to drool down your legs and when he shuffled to his feet. Your thoughts were syrupy-slow, still drunk of the feeling of two so mind blowing orgasm, that it took you several moments to realize that Ao’nung was reaching a hand out for you to take.

He rolls his eyes when you finally take it and then he pulls you up, making you stand on wobbly legs. Immediately, you begin to claw on his arms. A desperate attempt to keep you from falling, as your knees buckled like you were a freshly birthed Yerik foal. You mutter a quiet curse, your gaze adverted to the ground in embarrassment.

"Hm, sorry i kinda lost control", Ao’nung chuckles, his chest puffing up in pride, "Still think your big brother’s a virgin or did I fuck that thought right out of you?"

You look up at him and glare, or at least you try to, but fail miserably thanks to the blush spreading all over your face, making you look more flustered and coy than anything else. You only hum your response, not trusting your voice just yet. You were sure that it was hoarse by now, from the way you were screaming his name just moments ago. It’s a defeated sound that’s like music to his ears and you press your lips into a thin line, while he gathers your loincloth off the ground and ties it around your hip. A self-satisfied smile spreads over his lips by the sight of his cum running down the inside of your thighs.

"Yeah that’s what I thought."

#ao’nung #aonung x reader #ao’nung x female reader #ao’nung x reader #ao’nung x female reader smut #Avatar #Avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #atwow #aonung x y/n #aonung x female reader #aonung x you #ao’nung x y/n #ao’nung x you #Ao’nung x metkayina reader #metkayina

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upat4amwiththemoon · 10 months

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OH LORD I HAVE A REQUEST

What do you think of this

Wanda or Natasha over hear a conversation between r and a friend that she's having over, speaking about a new teacher who apparently look like a sweetheart and hears r saying she has a crush on this woman

I just love how you write so I'll let you handle everything else, just giving you the big idea yknow 👀

Innocent crush

Summary: Everyone has that one teacher.

Pairing: WandaNat x daughter!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 677

a/n: I have a confession to make..I never had a crush on a teacher

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @emsmultiverse @natashamaximoff69

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“No, you don’t get it, she’s such a sweetheart.” Y/N groans, flopping down to the bed. “And she’s so fricking hot.”

Kate laughs, laying next to Y/N. Despite being in the same school, she has actually never had classes with the teacher her friend is currently crushing on. “I’m sure she is.”

With a dreamy sigh, she stares at the roof. “I might be delusional, but I’m pretty sure she pays more attention to me than the rest of the class.”

“Oh, totally not delusional.”

“I know right!” Y/N raises to lean on one of her elbows. “She keeps staring at me.”

“My math teacher keeps ranting about his divorce to us.”

When the conversation changes and the two girls’ laughter can be heard through the door, Wanda sneaks off to the living room with a fruit plate in her hand. She’s not one to eavesdrop, usually, but her daughter just happened to be talking about a crush when she was going to bring them snacks.

She sets the plate down to the table and sits next to Natasha on the couch, taking her attention off of the book she’s reading. “Y/N has a crush.”

“Oh?” Putting the book down, Natasha turns to Wanda with raised brows.

“On the new teacher she has.” She states. “She said she is fricking hot.”

Natasha chuckles, “is she still too scared to curse?”

“Yes, and rightly so.”

“You curse like a sailor.”

Mumbling off the accusation, Wanda turns back to the matter in hand. “Our daughter has a crush on an older woman.”

“I’m sure it’s fine. Isn’t it normal for students to have crushes on teachers?” Wanda shrugs. Neither of the women had a normal upbringing, nor crushes on teachers, considering school wasn’t a bog part of their lives. “As long as the teacher doesn’t do anything inappropriate, everything should be okay.”

“Shouldn’t we still talk about it to her?”

“Then she’d know you were eavesdropping.

“I wasn’t-“ Wanda sighs and rolls her eyes, not trying to argue against the accusation, “we’ll just have to find a way to be subtle about it.”

Unfortunately, subtlety wasn’t the ex-Avengers’ strength when it came to their daughter.

“So,” Wanda starts as they’re eating dinner together, “any new crushes?” She asks with a seemingly innocent smile on her face.

“No.”

Humming, Wanda stares at her daughter. Y/N pays no mind to it, continuing eating in silence, while Natasha hides her grin by taking a sip of her drink. “How’s the new teacher? She any good?”

“Yeah, she’s alright.”

“Is she good looking?”

Now Y/N lifts her head to look at Wanda, her brows are scrunched together. “That’s weird, mom.”

“Is it?”

“Yeah.” Natasha comments with a laugh, ignoring the look her wife sends her.

Setting down her fork, Wanda lets her hands lay on the table. “I was just wondering, you know, if she was your type, or anything like that.”

Y/N squints her eyes, staring at Wanda. “You were eavesdropping me and Kate.” She states, annoyed her mom can’t stop meddling into her things.

She huffs, “it wasn’t eavesdropping. I was bringing you two snacks and overheard your conversation.”

“We never got any snacks.”

“Well, I left after I had the conversation.” She mumbles, picking up her fork again so she wouldn’t have to see the annoyed look on her daughter’s face. “It really isn’t my fault when you talk so loudly.”

“Mom!”

“I’m sorry. I just want to make sure, that nothing…inappropriate is going on.”

“Gross, mom.” Y/N pushes her almost empty plate away. “It’s just a crush, I’m not sending her nude pictures or anything like that.”

Natasha gives her a look, “you better not be sending any nudes to anyone.”

With a groan, Y/N stands up. “I am not sending nudes to anyone. Remind me to tell Kate I’ll start hanging out at her house from now on.” She walks away from the table.

“Now I’m worried about the nudes.” Wanda mumbles.

“We should check her phone, right?”

“Yeah.”

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babygirllinds · 11 months

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if you haven't already, you should do some spicy icemav hcs.

love your stuff!

I’d be honored to drop some HCs 🫡 I think I’ve only ever done HCs for Slimav so I’m happy to provide… and spicy? all the better 👀 also thank you so much for sending this!!!!

warning: smut ahead 👀 I definitely went overboard, but I hope you guys enjoy 🫠

The first time Ice and Maverick have sex is after the Layton mission.

Ice fell first that day in the bar. It was meant to be an intimidation tactic, but he got close enough to look into Maverick’s eyes and to smell his cologne and it was all over for him. Maverick was dangerous, but probably more so on the ground than in the sky. Maverick had feelings but didn’t acknowledge them because Ice was a dick, okay? It wasn’t until the mission and they claimed each other as wingmen that Maverick really let himself think about the possibility. Spoiler: Maverick fell harder

I think the adrenaline of the mission finally pulled them together. Especially after finding themselves alone together. Maverick kisses him first and immediately apologizes before Ice is pulling him back in and deepening it

They both jerk each other off in a frenzy with Ice’s other hand over Maverick’s mouth to muffle his moans. He’s bites Maverick’s shoulder hard enough to draw blood when he cums and Maverick nearly blacks out when Ice ghosts a finger over his hole

Ice and Maverick are absolutely gone for each other, as everyone can agree. There’s not a place that they haven’t had sex. Including a public place. They just really can’t keep their hands to themselves.

The car? Definitely fogged up some windows in their youth

Locker room? Ice definitely pushed Maverick to his knees just to watch as the water poured over him with his mouth full

Ice’s office? Let’s just say that his assistant knows when to tell people firmly that her boss is busy and not to bother him (Maverick brings her flowers in apology each time he visits)

Penny has 100% chased them out of the hard deck bathroom at some point and she definitely doesn’t let Mav live it down

Maverick is a brat through and through. The first time Ice let himself think of him in a sexual way, he imagined getting him to shut up with a firm hand in his hair and his mouth full of Ice’s cock

Mav knows he’s a brat too and he knows it gets Ice going to take charge. The man aimed to be admiral since the beginning of his career so taking charge of Mav is like practice in a way

Mav will do something that has everyone exasperated and Ice will gladly take him home and spank his ass raw

Ice also worries about him doing something potentially dangerous and winding up dead and most of his anger is how scared he is to lose Mav so no matter how harsh the punishment is, Ice is always pulling him into his arms and kissing his tears away and telling him how much he loves him

Leading into this one, they 100% have a dom/sun type of relationship in my eyes. Maverick craves attention and that’s why he acts out. Ice craves to be in charge and to take care of someone.

They don’t let the dynamic rule their lives, but Ice is always there to be a guiding and firm hand in Maverick’s life. He always is looking out for him and making sure he stays on the right path

Ice will sometimes lay out a scene especially when he knows Maverick needs it. Let’s say Maverick’s adhd and anxiety (which that man 100% has both) has him crawling in his skin and Ice can’t take the way Maverick will let himself fester so Ice takes it into his own hands to have Maverick relax and let go and just let Ice do what he needs to do

Maverick is content to do whatever Ice asks when he’s under. Be it multiple orgasms or orgasm delay until he’s shaking and crying and Ice finally takes pity on him and fucks him

Maverick is a total pillow princess sometimes.

He likes to lay back while Ice just takes what he wants

Sometimes Ice will tie him up and just play with him for hours and Maverick is content to just lay there and let him

He’ll beg for it on days he feels horny, but too sleepy to put in the effort

Now on the other hand… Maverick also likes to actively take part in sex.

He loves the feeling of riding Ice while Ice just lays back. He won’t touch him, just lets Maverick take his fill, sometimes with hands on his hips and guiding his movements

Especially when Ice goes through chemo and is healing and too tired to keep up with him. Ice just wants him to be satisfied and is willing to let Maverick take active charge as he fucks himself on Ice’s cock

As much as Maverick loves missionary sex where he can stare into Ice’s eyes, he loves most every position. He wants to be with Ice anyway he can.

Let’s just say reverse cowgirl is his favorite. Especially when Ice is able to get a firm grip in his hair

Ice’s favorite position is the mating press… he feels the closest to Mav when he presses his legs almost to his shoulders and their chests and stomachs are touching and his face is close enough to kiss him

I’m sorry, but I need to speak my truth. Mav is a bottom except…

Except on the occasion Ice asks him to fuck him. He can’t say no to Ice and it’s not like he doesn’t like it. He loves being inside Ice. He just likes it better when Ice is inside him. Ice does too, but sometimes he just wants to feel Mav in a different way

Ice will usually take control of the situation, riding Mav until they’re both coming undone. He’ll fuck himself on Mav’s soft cock after Mav already came, chasing his own pleasure and then he’ll cum all over Mav’s stomach and chest (he rubs his cum over Mav’s treasure trail and then over his already sensitive nipples, marking him)

Also like earlier, when going through chemo, sometimes he isn’t able to get hard and he’ll encourage Mav to just fuck him. This is when they usually take it slow and Ice’s legs are over Maverick’s thighs as Mav thrusts slowly into Ice, still playing with Ice’s soft cock and kissing Ice all over his face and chest to show him how much he loves him

Let’s take about marking… because both of these bastards are jealous and possessive and we love to see it.

Ice is a biter. Let’s rewind to the locker room in Top Gun 1986. That chomp is all the proof you need

Mav comes out of their bedroom looking like he was gnawed on. There’s bites and fresh bruises over his chest, thighs, hips, ass, and shoulders. Never his throat (unless they’re on leave and there’s time for the bites to heal before Maverick goes back to work)

Ice also loves rubbing his cum into Maverick’s skin. It’s more a subtle marking because it’s not like anyone will see or know. But it settles Ice’s nerves being able to mark his lover with something so lewd

Maverick loves to dole out hickies. He’s sucking on any part of skin he can reach and often gets carried away with leaving them all over Ice’s neck and jaw. Ice has never been more thankful for his excuse to wear scarves after his throat surgery because Maverick is able to leave them without fear of either of them getting in trouble for unprofessionalism

Maverick also prides himself on the scratches and dried out scabs in shapes of crescents along Ice’s biceps or back after Ice fucked him silly enough that he just dug his nails into his skin. It thrills him when Ice will forgo his shirt while working out and someone immediately takes notice of the marks

Let’s talk about kinks…

Ice loves Mav the way he is, but he also gets such a thrill out of feminizing him. He loves calling Mav his wife or buying him lacy lingerie. Maverick also moans like a whore anytime Ice calls his ass his [tight and hot] cunt or his chest his [pretty lil’] tits

Maverick definitely has daddy issues or an authority figure kink. He grew up without his father and was consistently in his shadow. Sometimes when he’s far under, he’ll call Ice daddy and Ice goes crazy for it. He loves being seen as safe enough that Mav feels comfortable enough to say it. Mav also loves playing up the whole Lt. and Adm. thing in bed. When Ice finally became admiral, the sex is 10x hotter as Maverick clenches down around his cock and says something along the lines of, “show me who’s in charge, Admiral.”

Also let’s face it as well. Ice loves being called daddy, okay? He has daddy issues himself. His dad was a dick and constantly berated him. Ice took those feelings and put them to wanting to take care of the people he loves. He wants to be better than his father and show the people he loves he cares and he’s someone safe to lean on. So he won’t really say it, but every time Maverick utters the word ‘daddy’, Ice is ready to risk the god damn world for him

Let’s talk oral sex…

Maverick is a whore for blowjobs. He wants to blow Ice any chance he can. He likes to deep throat him and he also likes when Ice fucks his face. He loves how raw his throat feels afterwards and welcomes the sting

Ice is precise with his blowjobs. He takes his time until Maverick is shaking and begging to cum. He usually will finger Mav at the same time to bring him that little extra pleasure. He’ll make a show out of it too. He’ll suction his mouth over the tip like he’s trying to suck Maverick’s cum out of him like a straw

Ice also loves to rim Mav. Mav at first was like ??? No thanks. But then Ice took his time and licked him open with precision until Maverick cried from how good it felt. Maverick practically asks for it consistently now and Ice is happy to oblige

I probably have so much more, but my brain isn’t conjuring all of them up at the moment lmao. I hope everyone enjoys these though <3

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snippy-tano · 1 year

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What about a rex x reader where the reader works for the GAR (with the 501st specifically) and is often like really close to battles so Anakin wants them to get some training in combat so he asks Rex to train them and they end up falling for each other 👀

i am on a roll my friends. and i plan on riding this and getting as many requests done as i possibly can, so send any ideas my way!

this was is an older request so i apologize it has taken me this long to get here, but i hope you like it enough that you forgive me for taking so long to complete it.

warning: this is full of tropes. totally full of them. but i couldn't help it!

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Late Night Training

You’re not sure what you did to end up here, but you suppose you had only your horrible self-preservation skills and a serious lack of luck.

By all accounts, you should not be anywhere near battle, ever. You were a mechanic and you practically lived in the hanger repairing ships and droids and practically anything else that breaks on the Resolute. You were the go-to if anything happened and you didn’t mind. You have always been good with your hands and you liked puzzles. It was a perfect match.

But somehow, you always seemed to find yourself in the heat of battle.

The first time was a total accident. You had forgotten something aboard a gunship and didn’t realize the ship had taken off until you were already enroute to the excursion. The second you did intentionally go down to the planet, but you did not intend to stumble across a lost battalion of droids.

And the time after that. And the time after that.

Basically, you were cursed.

Which is what prompted a few of the troopers to send a request up the proverbial flagpole asking that you get some training. Clearly their efforts to make sure you didn’t end up in battle were not working.

General Skywalker approved the request and assigned “the best fighter in the GAR.”

Captain Rex.

You had met the Captain a few times, but your meetings were always quick and work related. He was pleasant enough and you admired his work ethic and how he managed to keep the 501st on track. The troopers you interacted with all looked up to him highly and it was easy to understand why they cared so much. Rex just seemed incredibly kind.

You weren’t sure about this whole “training” thing, but you figured if Captain Rex was willing to teach you, it might not be so bad.

Actually nevermind. You totally regretted this.

Captain Rex was wonderful.

He was patient with you, excellent at explaining things, didn’t treat you like you didn’t know anything (even though you didn’t), and you could definitely see that this training was going to help you.

But you were dying.

You were by no means out of shape. You were on your feet all day and were pretty strong from lifting heavy machinery. By normal standards, you were pretty healthy and took care of yourself, for the most part.

But the training Rex was putting you through was definitely going to kill you before you even got the chance to put it to use.

“Come on. On your feet cadet.” Rex said and you had never wanted to hit him more. Too bad your arm was numb.

You weren’t even sure your arm was attached anymore.

You let out a groan. “Captain. I think I see the light. I think this is it for me.”

Rex chuckled. “That’s not going to happen. Now come on, up you come.”

Muttering some choice words under your breath, you shakily climbed to your feet with a helping hand from the Captain. When you were on your feet, you let out a louder groan, head thrown backwards.

“Captain, I truly don’t see how I am going to get better if I can’t even lift my arms anymore.” You whined.

“If you can’t feel your arms, you are doing it right.” He said, almost sounding far too amused. “Now come on, back to your base.”

You continued to whine, but your legs and arms did slowly move into the base fighting position Rex had taught you all those weeks ago when your training first started. The first few training exercises happened in the main training facility and occurred in the middle of the day. But it was clear it would be hard to get anything done with all the men watching, so you moved your training to the middle of the night. It wasn’t ideal, but you were a night person by nature and Rex just never seemed to sleep. The arrangement worked out.

And you were starting to enjoy your time with the Captain.

Before, you never really had the chance to speak with him. But this training gave you the chance to speak with him more regularly and chat about nearly everything. You learned a lot about him in the weeks since your training began and you found yourself waiting for training (despite dying every time) because it was uninterrupted time with the Captain.

Rex fell into a ready stance as well and you took a deep breath.

Come on body. Don’t fail me now.

He began to move and you started to move too, countering his attack with moves he taught you. Rex moved slower than you knew he could, probably so you could get used to recognizing attacks and beginning a counterattack. You went through a few sequences with him, able to keep up despite your aching body.

Then he moved faster, catching your arm in a hold you hadn’t seen before. Your eyes snapped to his and you could see a smirk playing on the corner of his lips.

Fine. Two could play at that game.

Using the knowledge he gave you, you moved, shaking him off your arm and managing to knock him off balance, just for a second. Rex regained his balance and watched you drop into a stance with a smile on your face.

“What? Did you think you were my only teacher?”

Rex laughed once before lunging forward.

Your body moved on autopilot. He was attacking significantly faster than you had practiced and despite that, your body adjusted almost immediately, matching his tempo. Every muscle was screaming at you, but the adrenaline was keeping you moving. You dodged his fist, kicked out your leg, took a hit to the ribs (that would definitely bruise later), doled out a hit to his stomach.

Blows were being traded and you were honestly surprised you were still standing. Normally he had taken you down by now.

As it turns out, you spoke too soon.

Rex managed to grab your arm again and with a jab to the side, you were off balance. Which was the opening he needed to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you into him, placing you in a headlock. He wasn’t actually cutting off your air supply, but you were not getting out of it.

“Do you yield?” He asked, just as out of breath as you were. Which was comforting.

You tried to get out of it. Tried to step on his feet, he kept them out of reach. Tried to elbow him, he’d move and the blow would not carry the same weight. Tried to wiggle, no luck.

“Come on, yield.” Rex said again and you almost caved. Almost.

But he was far too pleased with himself and that made you angry.

So, you cheated.

Well, technically you cheated by the standards of sparring, but in an actual fight, tricks were on the table. And you were shameless in your desire to win.

You bit his arm.

Not hard, just enough that he was startled and loosened his hold for a second. You yanked yourself out from his headlock, spun on your heels, and threw your shoulder and body against his center. Normally it wouldn’t be enough to knock him down, but he had been surprised and off-balance which is exactly what you needed.

He crashed to the floor with you right behind him. Without thinking, you scrambled for purchase and pinned him to the worn mat with your hands and legs. You were grinning when you looked down at him. Rex blinked a few times before his eyes focused on you. He didn’t say anything at first, just assessed the situation.

Then he chuckled. “I’ll admit, that was clever.” “Really?” You gasped, still grinning. “I thought for sure you’d be mad because it’s against the rules, but you also taught me that if I had an opening I should take it, no matter what.”

“I did teach you that didn’t I?”

You nodded vigorously as he let out a sigh.

“You didn’t technically win because you cheated, but you have improved beyond what I expected at this stage.” Rex said and you rolled your eyes, releasing his arms and sitting back.

“Oh come on!” You whined. “I totally beat you.”

Rex sat up, fixing you with his gaze. “You cheated, so it doesn’t count.”

You groaned. “Fine. But next time, I will win fair and square.”

He smiled and it was only then that you realized just how…compromising your position currently is. Rex seemed to realize this at the same time because he froze. Throughout your training, you had gotten closer to Rex, both emotionally and physically. But that was very much in the heat of the moment while sparring. This was something different. And you found that your stomach fluttered at the thought.

It happened a few times before, a situation similar to this, but both of you were always quick to step away, letting whatever was happening fizzle. You weren’t here for that. And besides, there was no way the Captain felt any sort of similar affection for you that was now constantly bubbling under your skin. So if he didn't notice the glance at his lips that you snuck, that was perfectly fine with you.

Rex seemed to stay frozen in place, but he didn’t move away, like you had expected him to. You felt your heart start to accelerate for an entirely different reason and felt yourself sway just a bit closer. It was then when your brain caught up with what was happening and you quickly scrambled off of him, not making eye contact while you waited for him to get to his feet.

“You did good tonight and I think someday, you might just have a shot at beating me.” He said and you looked at him.

“Just a shot?”

“Just a shot.”

You crossed your arms and let out an annoyed huff. He was probably right, but it still hurt your pride just a tad.

Rex looked at the time displayed on the wall before looking back at you. “We haven’t done this yet, but we have some time before the end of the session. What do you say to learning how to shoot a blaster?”

The slight wound to your ego was immediately forgotten at his words. You’d been begging him to teach you to shoot since your training started. You learned as a kid once, but it was so long ago that you didn’t trust yourself to have any semblance of aim.

“Yes! Kriff Captain, teach me!”

Rex chuckled at your enthusiasm and motioned for you to follow him. You practically floated the entire way across the training room to where there were targets lining the walls and training blasters. He approached a target and a blaster and you waited, hands clasped in front of you to keep you still.

He held up the blaster and began pointing. “This is just a training blaster, but this is where you would change between the blaster and its stun setting. It’s important that you have a good grip on the handle and a steady hand.”

“I’m a mechanic, Captain. My hands are some of the steadiest.”

He let out a breath before carefully placing the blaster in your hands. You let him position your hand and you did your best to commit it all to memory. When he was sure you had the grip down, he stepped back and motioned to the target. “Take a shot. I want to see your form.” Rex stated, crossing his arms.

You turned towards the target and raised your arm with the blaster. You cocked your head to the side and squeezed an eye shut, focusing on the target. Then you fired.

And it missed by an embarrassing amount.

Your face crinkled as you stared at the slight seared mark on the wall.

“Alright. Not bad for the first try. Let’s fix your stance.” He said, stepping a bit closer. He tapped the side of your head and you straightened it. “Don’t close your eye, you’re limiting your vision that way. And keep your head level.”

His foot tapped yours and you moved your back foot a little further so your feet were shoulder width apart.

“Do you mind?” He asked and you turned to see him with his hands raised, hovering near you, but waiting for your permission.

You felt your cheeks warm as you quickly looked away. “Go ahead.”

He stepped right behind you and you felt your breath hitch. His hands were gentle on your hips, pivoting you until you were in the correct posture. Then one hand lifted, pushing the shoulder of the arm that held the blaster down. Then his hand moved slowly down your arm, making the fluttering in your stomach return with a vengeance. His hand eventually reached yours and enclosed your own.

“Take a deep breath.” His voice was in your ear and it was sending a shiver down your spine.

Easier said than done. You thought.

You had no idea if he was aware of the effect he was having on you, but this was quickly becoming the trickiest part of training yet. And it wasn’t because it was difficult.

It was entirely because of Rex.

When you didn’t take a breath like he had instructed, his hand gave your hip a squeeze that caused you to gasp more audibly. You swallowed it quickly, forcing your lungs to take a deep breath.

“Good. Now look at the target and focus on where you want the blast to hit.” You focused entirely on what he was telling you, it was the only way you were getting through this without completely embarrassing yourself. “When you’re ready, slowly pull the trigger.”

The blast sounded and you watched as the blast hit the target. It wasn’t dead center, but it was pretty kriffing close.

“I did it!” You gasped, turning to look at Rex with a large grin on your face. “Captain, I did it!”

Without thinking, you turned in his arms and threw your arms around his neck, squeezing tightly. He hesitated for a moment and it was enough for you to realize just what you had done.

“Oh. I’m sorry, I just got excited. Forget-” You stammered, your heels hitting the mat as you began to unwind your arms from his neck.

But you stopped when his hands tightened on your waist. You looked at him, his face inches from yours. His eyes slowly opened and the gaze he fixed you with had you holding your breath. His eyes scanned your face and you just waited, wanting to see exactly what he was thinking.

While you may have surprised Rex earlier by biting his arm, it was his turn to completely surprise you.

Rex tipped his head forward and just like that, he was kissing you. It was clumsy, your own surprise evident. But almost immediately, you were over the shock and absolutely melting against him. It was almost embarrassing how quickly you sagged against him, arms winding back around his neck to pull him closer. Rex’s hands fisted in your shirt and you still wanted him closer. He obliged and there was practically no way to tell where he ended and you began, but that’s exactly how you wanted it.

You did have to pull away, when the need for air became too great. You didn’t stray far, your nose bumping against his as you tried to catch your breath. Rex’s forehead thumped lightly against yours.

“Is this your way of one-upping me Captain?” You asked and he let out a low chuckle.

“Did it work?”

“Annoyingly, yes.”

His eyes opened to meet yours and you shared a smile. “Call me Rex.”

You lifted a hand to cup his cheek, your thumb brushing against his skin. “Alright, but you better do that again when I do.”

He nodded and you looked him in the eyes.

“Rex.”

True to his word, Rex captured your lips once again and you followed willingly. This was your favorite training exercise so far and you hoped that it would continue for many rotations to come.

Who knew that your uncanny ability to constantly find yourself in battle would lead to such an interesting outcome. But honestly, you’d do it all over again as long as you ended up here, in this exact moment with Rex by your side.

[And the very next time you accidentally ended up in battle, you had been able to hold your own, taking down a few clankers along the way. Rex had never looked prouder.]

#aaaah #this was so fun #asks #askBri #rex x reader #captain rex x reader #clone x reader #tcw #sw #the clone wars

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ithinkilikeit-reactions · 1 year

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hiii for the svt hours, i was thinking about smut where y/n use mingyus cock to take her stress out and only care about her own pleasure.. basically mingyu being used👀

Fuck, please this would be so insanely hot. Ever since I wrote that Mingyu fic this man has been ravaging my mind.

anyways read more because definitely smutty

Mingyu liked to think of himself as an active sexual partner, not one to sit back and let someone else do all the work. He liked sex and he liked having sex with you, often. However, he had never quite seen you like this and it left him in a trance.

Pushing him down the second you got home, he knew you were stressed at work and he knew that you had similar ways of relieving stress. This was new though, pressing him down into the couch after fully stripping down. "Clothes off." You instructed, ripping at his t-shirt to get it off and his sweatpants to pull them down just enough for his cock to spring free.

He was watching you in amazement as you bounced on him, totally blissed out and babbling as you did so. Hands gripping your hips but not guiding you in any way, just simply wanting you to get the stress out of your system. Not to mention just how fucking hot you looked, not caring at all about the way he was feeling but only your own pleasure. The thought ran through his mind, that it maybe should have bothered him. But he pushed that aside rather quickly as he could feel you getting close, clamping down around him before falling apart fully. Your hands fell forward onto his chest as your hips stilled and Mingyu could only watch with a smile. He didn't cum yet, he wasn't entirely sure he would by the end of the night but goddamn, that was singlehandedly the hottest thing he had ever seen.

"You can use me more often."

Send me something for Seventeen hours

I need this man so bad.

#seventeen hours #seventeen smut #mingyu #mingyu smut

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jebewonmorelike · 11 months

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Your Wish Is Granted

(part one) (part two) wc: 2.6k warnings: light swearing, a bit of angst, fluffy ending pronouns: none used; n/a (reader is a trainee on boys planet, but it's just a story-- you can pretend any gender is allowed to compete, it doesn't affect the story!) summary: it's been radio silence from park hanbin ever since his favoritetrainee!reader left after the second elimination. did hanbin forget about them? is he interested in someone new? and will this potential couple be able to reconcile at the finale? 👀 ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ i KNOW y'all didn't see this coming but... my pal bp-zb1fics kind of convinced me like a week ago lol everyone say thank you lexxxx. i LOVE how this turned out. this is a text AND written fic and i think it's super fun this way. i hope you enjoy this final installment of phanbin x favoritetrainee!reader :)

╭──────────.★..─╮ april 7th ╰─..★.──────────╯

"BITCH WHAT!?" Woongki shouts into the phone immediately after you pick up. "What happened!?"

You sigh. "Nothing happened... I guess that's the problem."

"But you kissed him!" He exclaims. "And he said he wouldn't forget about you!"

A sad laugh escapes your lips. "I thought maybe you were all just super busy preparing for the Artist Battle, and I totally understand that. But the more you texted me over the last two weeks and the longer I went with radio silence from him..."

Woongki is uncharacteristically quiet on the other end of the phone.

"What?" You ask, a little seed of worry sprouting in you. "What's wrong?"

"But I saw him on his phone every night," he says softly. "I thought he was texting you."

Your heart sinks to your stomach. Was it true? Had Hanbin really moved on to someone new?

"I'm so sorry, babe," Woongki comforts. "I don't know for sure that he was texting someone else, but..."

"But what other explanation could there be?" You finish his thought for him.

"Ugh!" He groans in frustration. "How could Hanbin do that? I never could've imagined that he'd play with your feelings like that."

You're not quite sure what to say. A lump growing in your throat, you try to force out some nonchalant response but you just can't.

"Hey," Woongki coos, clearly just as upset as you are-- if not more. "Do you want me to go beat him up for you?"

The thought of Woongki and Hanbin in a fist fight is enough to make you reluctantly laugh. "Are you sure you'd win that fight?"

"Okay, rude," he responds, a pout audible in his tone. "Seriously though. Should I go talk to him? Ask him what his deal is?"

You have to admit it's a little tempting. The past two weeks were hard enough wondering when Hanbin was finally going to send you a message. But now, thinking that it could be because he isn't interested in you anymore-- and didn't even have the decency to let you know.

"I don't think it's a good idea," you decide finally. "I don't want him knowing I've wasted so much time and energy thinking about him when he didn't miss me at all."

"(Y/N)," Woongki sighs sadly. "You don't need to feel bad for any of this. He deserves to feel bad for this!"

"I knowww," you respond softly, trying to force a smile back on your face despite the situation. "I love you, Woongki boy. You're literally the best."

"Are you free tomorrow?" He asks excitedly. "We can get boba with Seowonnie and shit talk Hanbin!"

"Count me in."

╭──────────.★..─╮ april 13th ╰─..★.──────────╯

"(Y/N)!"

The sudden call of your name as you're walking down the busy street to your favorite coffee shop. You turn back around in the direction of the sound, your eyes landing on two familiar faces standing outside the salad shoppe.

"Yo, what the hell?" Kamden calls as you walk towards them slowly. "I thought you were busy this afternoon!"

Unsure of what to say as you approach Kamden and Matthew under the shoppe awning, you try not to let your uncertainty creep onto your face. "Oh hey guys!"

"Liar," Matthew mumbles, a little suspicious pout on his lips.

You roll your eyes, a laugh now escaping you. "You guys are so needy. I'm just grabbing coffee quickly before I get back to studying."

"Look at you, smartypants," Kamden teases, taking a sip of his iced tea.

"Why are you guys all the way out in this part of the city?" You ask curiously. "Had to be a bit of a bus ride."

"Hanbin wanted to come here actually," Matthew explains with a shrug. "He said he and Taerae had been talking about it."

You frown. "Oh."

Your eyes widen when Matthew's words finally register in your brain. The whole reason you'd said no to lunch with the boys in the first place was because Hanbin would be there.

"Um, where--... Where is Hanbin?" You ask, looking around nervously.

"I knew you'd want to get a glimpse of your boyfriend," Kamden says, smirking.

Matthew shakes his head uncertainly. "Taerae and Hanbin have been attached at the hip lately. Every time I see them, they're always whispering about something."

Your eyebrows raise as you consider this. Could the person Hanbin's been texting every night be... Kim Taerae?

"Really?" Kamden asks, frowning. "I haven't noticed."

"I mean, even right now," Matthew continues, pointing to the salad shop behind him. "They're both still in there after they told us to wait outside for a minute."

Your stomach flips a bit at this revelation. Taerae had always been so supportive of your little crush on Hanbin-- even when you weren't ready to admit it yet. Had he secretly been plotting against you this whole time?

"I'm sorry guys," you apologize quickly, starting to back away from Matthew and Kamden. "I really have to get going now. Text me next time you're going out-- I'll try to make it!"

"Good luck with your schoolwork!" Matthew calls, waving at you.

Kamden smiles, but you can see the slight suspicion in his eyes. "See you soon, (Y/N)!"

You walk back in the direction of your apartment, giving up on your coffee for today.

╭──────────.★..─╮ april 19th ╰─..★.──────────╯

"Who are you texting?" Woongki asks, lying upside down on your couch-- his hair gently scraping the carpet as his face grows a bit redder every minute.

You groan, "Taerae."

"NO!" Woongki screams, haphazardly maneuvering himself until he's sitting upright. "Oh my god, what did he say?"

"He asked if I was coming tomorrow," you answer, rolling your eyes. "Obviously I'm coming tomorrow. I have to. Everybody has to."

"Yeah, right? I wonder why he'd ask you that," he muses, pushing his lips into a pout. "Maybe he wants to confront you publicly!"

You think about quiet Taerae for a moment. His big, dorky glasses, his broad, dimpled smile... his incredibly endearing loser energy. You couldn't imagine that Taerae was planning to humiliate you in front of all of your friends. On the other hand, you couldn't have imagined before a week ago that Taerae would potentially steal your crush from you.

"I doubt it," you respond.

"Hmm," Woongki hums. "I guess he could be asking for Hanbin? Being his little spy."

"Maybe," you agree, picking up your phone again and scrolling to Hanbin's contact. "You don't think this is my fault right?"

"Your fault!?" Woongki exclaims, outstretching his arms to you. You take both his hands in yours as you sit on the floor in front of him. "How would it be your fault!?"

"Maybe he doesn't want to date a loser," you say, sulking dramatically.

"Well who would?" Woongki asks, grinning. "Good thing you're not one."

"What would I do without you?" You ask rhetorically, resting your chin on his leg.

"Die," he says matter-of-factly. "You'd die."

"I'd also have no one to paint my nails for the finale."

"Exactly as I said," he responds with a grin, sifting through the container of your nail polishes before pulling out a steel blue color. "You'd die."

╭──────────.★..─╮ april 20th ╰─..★.──────────╯

You're surprised your bottom lip hasn't started bleeding yet considering how much you've been chewing at it. Your blazer constricting you slightly, you roll your shoulders back hoping to stretch the fabric slightly and relieve the binding tension.

Hwang Minhyun is about to finally announce P09 after an absolutely nail-biting four hours. Poor little Yujin has to go home in literal minutes, so Minhyun has started rushing like crazy.

You watch as Hanbin presses his lips together, wringing his hands as he waits nervously-- Minhyun speeding up the reading of the result greatly as compared to P08-P01.

"The trainee in Ninth Place and therefore taking the final spot in ZeroBaseOne..." Minhyun pauses, because he just can't help himself. "Is..."

"Han Yujin!"

You jump to your feet as all of your fellow trainees do, showing your support for the young boy. But your eyes are still fixed on Hanbin. He's smiling, nodding as he accepts his fate. You think that maybe he knew the chances were slim...

But, as you know all too well, preparation doesn't make it hurt any less.

Seowon rests his head on your shoulder from behind you. "Are we happy? Are we sad?"

You sigh. "Both."

The finale ends and all of the trainees start making their rounds; congratulating your friends or consoling them. You give Kamden a huge hug, joking that now you both can debut together.

The celebration moves backstage as the arena begins to empty. You're jumping up and down with Matthew when you feel a buzz in your pocket.

You look up at Matthew, sighing as you smile apologetically. "I've been summoned."

"Go talk to your boyfriend!" Matthew encourages, pushing you off down the hall. "I'm sure he's eager to see you."

"Right," you mumble, making your way to the door labeled 'East Wing'. "Boyfriend."

You pull the door open, surprised when the hallway is completely empty. You walk forward cautiously, wondering if Hanbin is actually playing some mean prank on you.

"Boo."

You jump, your hand clutching your heart as you try to catch your breath. You turn around to find Hanbin grinning at you.

"Am I really that scary?" He teases. You look down to see a little purple gift bag in his hands.

But the adrenaline is pumping through you now as a result of his little entrance. Not stopping to think it through, you find yourself suddenly laying into him:

"Are you kidding me!? You don't text me for a whole month and you think you can just walk up behind me, give me a heart attack, and then act like nothing's happened?"

Hanbin's head tilts to the side confusedly. "What do you--?"

"I get it-- believe me!" You cut him off. "You don't like me anymore. You like Taerae. That's fine."

"I like Taerae!?"

"I know! I just said I get it. You can like each other all you want. But you could've at least done me the courtesy of texting me and telling me. I was..."

You falter, a lump beginning to build in your throat. Hanbin's just blinking back at you, eyes wide in surprise. "I was really worried about you," you manage to say. "And I missed you. And to find out you didn't give a shit about me the whole time!? I can't believe you, Park Hanbin!"

Taking a breath, you look at Hanbin now. He's biting his lip, corners of his mouth turned up-- clearly trying to keep himself from smiling.

Your brow furrows confusedly. "Why--... Why are you--?"

"God I like you so much," he says, finally breaking out into a grin. "So, so much."

"What?" You ask, taken aback by his unexpected sentiment. "No you don't. You didn't text me for a month!"

"No," Hanbin responds, pressing his lips together. "You didn't text me for a month."

You blink back at him; unsure of what to say. "Wh--... What do you mean?"

"You never gave me your number."

Oh fuck.

"I put mine in your phone before the second elimination, but... you never gave me yours," he explains, visibly enjoying the look of horror and shame that is playing out on your face.

After a long moment, all you can manage to squeak out is: "Oh."

Hanbin's brow raises expectantly. "So is there any of your little spiel before this that you'd like to take back now?"

You nod pitifully. "Yes."

"Which part?"

"All of it," you mumble. "I'm so sorry."

"That's what I thought you'd say," he says with a smirk before his expression softens. "And I'll forgive you."

"Really?" You respond hopefully.

"Of course," Hanbin affirms with a nod. "But..."

"Oh no."

"I just think that if you got to tell me off," he says, giving you a mischievous smile. "Then I should get to tell you off, too."

Your bottom lip tucks between your teeth as you smile sheepishly. "I guess it's only fair, yeah."

Hanbin smiles at you fondly before a melodramatic dramatic anger suddenly shifts his expression. "HOW COULD YOU NOT HAVE TEXTED ME FOR A WHOLE MONTH!? I kept waiting for you to text me or call me or, god forbid Facetime me so I could see your adorable face! I was so worried about you. Not to mention, I missed you so much."

Your heart melts at his words; so ashamed you'd been so silly.

"AND THEN," Hanbin continues, his eyes narrowing. "To hear that you had the time to text Woongki and Kamden and Taerae but not me!? I thought you didn't like me anymore. I was devastated."

He pouts, his brow furrowing cutely as your heart pounds in your chest. You ask quietly, "Why didn't you just ask someone for my number?"

"BE. CAUSE," he sighs dramatically, emphasizing each syllable. "I didn't want to seem clingy or anything."

You throw your arms around Hanbin, unable to hold back any longer. Squeezing him tightly, you feel him reciprocate the embrace-- one arm snaked around your waist and the other holding your back comfortingly.

"So you're not dating Taerae?"

"Ew, no. I'm not dating Taerae," he says with a laugh, pulling back from the hug to see your face. "Taerae's just the one person I was confiding in about you. I didn't want any of the other trainees gossiping too much about you."

"Of course," you say sadly. You should've known Hanbin had actually just been trying to protect you.

Hanbin holds out the purple gift bag to you now with a smile. "Taerae actually told me that you'd mentioned you liked that salad shoppe we went to for lunch last week. I actually got you a gift card after we ate when Kamden said you couldn't come that day."

"You are the sweetest ever... and I'm an idiot," you say, shaking your head as you continue to grip onto each other for dear life. "But I have to go now."

"What?" He asks, brow furrowing confusedly. "What do you mean? Where are you going? I'm coming with you."

Lacing your fingers in his, you begin to pull him with you down the hallway and back towards the dressing room area.

"I owe the new main vocalist of ZeroBaseOne a little apology."

“Eh, I think he can wait,” Hanbin says suddenly, smirking as he stops walking. You try to keep pulling him forward, but he’s fixed to the floor like a stone statue. Curse those perfect dancer muscles.

“Hanbinnie,” you whine, stepping towards him with a pout.

“(Y/N),” he says softly, giving your arm a small tug until your faces are inches apart. He seems to admire you for a moment, studying every inch of your face until his lips are on yours.

You’re lost in the moment, arms wrapping around his neck to bring him closer to you. You don’t even consider where you are or who could see you and take a picture and ruin both of your careers. You’re too busy finally kissing Hanbin after a whole month of absolute insanity. And it's everything you'd wished for and more...

“Oh my god,” a voice calls behind you. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

Entirely caught off guard, you’re immediately set into panic mode. You detach every part of your body from Hanbin’s and jump at least two feet away from him.

“APOLOGIZING TO TAERAE!” You shout the first thing that pops into your head before turning around to see who is watching you.

Taerae frowns, brow furrowing nervously. “You… You’re apologizing to me by making out with Hanbin?”

You and Hanbin turn to look at each other, equally shocked by being caught. After a moment, you both turn back to Taerae and nod; simultaneously answering, “Yes.”

Taerae stares at you for a second before finally shrugging:

“Apology accepted.”

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moodymisty · 7 months

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Hello, I hope you are doing well. And summer ends on a joyful note✨

Roboute Guilliman/reader-eternal(can she be related to Malcador?👀) Maybe NSFW?🤭I'm sure most primarchs have a breeding and pregnancy kink🤔 But Roboute is a special case: he had a good family and loving parents. He himself wants to be the same as Conor. He has a legacy to pass on. And if these inclinations of his had previously subsided, then now that he has a reader who can endure, nothing stops him. How would his Astartes react to the possibility of their primarch having a child of his own? How do they treat the reader?

Author's note: There's a lot here, so I thought it would be best to format my thoughts in my usual headcanons with a small drabble at the end way to make sure I could speak all my thoughts. I hope that's acceptable to you ;3 This one ended up not having any overt sauce because I got so distracted by sweet Guilliman, but if you desire the full NSFW, you're always welcome to send in another request because I'm a dolt xD

Relationships: Roboute Guilliman/Fem!Reader

Warnings: Some vague mentions to NSFW things but nothing overt, Tokophobia/Pregnancy mentions, Typical 40kness

I'd agree that a good amount of the Primarch's have that sort of kink, but it manifests in very different ways depending on which Primarch it is.

Lorgar wanting to corrupt purity or fall victim to primal temptations, Vulkan's desire for family, Magnus wanting to share his teachings; Guilliman's is more of the traditional sense.

For as long as he can remember, he's tossed away the idea of ever having a family. Given his lot in life, his duty to humanity, that isn't a thing he can indulge in. He has no time for such selfishness.

He's resigned himself to fighting for others to have that gift, not himself.

When you arrive in his life, Guilliman suddenly remembers how hard it had been to push and keep those thoughts down, now that you serve to constantly remind him.

He has many fond memories of training or hunting with his adoptive father, and one day he would like to have the same with his own child, if the galaxy would let him be so selfish.

When you do tell him you're with child he's an absolute mess though. You're both treading into unknown waters, after all. No matter how strong you are he still worries about your health.

The Ultramarines definitely have their qualms about it though.

Keep in mind they were raised from kids to be stalwart killing machines, so the kind of thoughts and dreams their Primarch is having are... weird to them.

They have more interaction with baseline humans that say the Dark Angels however, so they aren't totally out of touch.

You did disturb one of Guilliman's men when you keeled over in pain and he attempted to make sure you didn't fall, and he felt your child kick his palm. His disturbed face is forever seared in your memory as one of the funniest things you've ever seen. You're pretty sure the marine's squad still beats him up about the whole thing.

Mostly so, his captains and commanders worry. They know that you serve as a weakness (speaking in a logistical sense) to Guilliman that can be taken advantage of.

He's exactly where you expected him to be.

The green haze of the hologram map shines against his skin, having been growing palid over the past weeks. Guilliman often times works himself into an awful state, pushing himself to the mental limit before finally taking respite.

You can't stop him from doing it. So the least you can do is enjoy a few moments of time with him alone before he goes back to the bridge of the Macragge's Honor to hear any updates from his commanders.

When he notices you in the doorway, his face perks up considerably.

"You should be resting." He instantly comes at you with, and you can't help but sigh.

"Not even a hello?" You come closer, and it's his turn to sigh. You walked all the way here, it's the least you can get from him. He puts a hand on your shoulder and presses his lips to the top of your head.

"Hello. You should be resting." There's papers, scrolls and plastic flimsies spread across the edges of the hologram table, clearly a mess done by him.

"I just wanted a few minutes alone with you, is that so wrong?" He sees the small hint of a smirk on your face, as he pulls away to lean on his hands pressed against the holotable. He takes a glance towards your belly.

"How are they?" You're well past showing at this point, and it will only be a few months until you're finally face to face with your child.

"Finally asleep, it seems. They stopped kicking my stomach."

He lets the smallest smile on his face.

"Yearning to fight, even bef-"

The door suddenly opens, revealing an unfamilar to you Ultramarine captain. A hand rests on the pommel of his chainblade, helmet tucked into his elbow. He also has the worst timing in the known galaxy, interrupting your private moment before it even had a chance to truly begin.

"Lord Primarch, You have a vox. Legion Captain Hektor holds news of a new world." The captain looks in your direction and nods his head.

"Apologies, Legion Mother."

You'll never get used to that title. One of many you had thrust upon you when you'd entered into a relationship with Roboute, even if they technically were not official. You were not bound by law as of yet, but the Chapter had taken to calling you Legion Mother none the less. It becoming official was less so a possibility, and more so an inevitability. The Captain bows and takes his leave, and the both of you are alone once again.

"Will I be attending this diplomacy meeting as well?" You joke, looking up to the Primarch.

"If you can do so without straining yourself, then possibly." Guilliman won't deny that you have a knack for diplomacy, no matter how much you might say otherwise. He wishes for worlds to surrender peacefully; He also wishes for you to remain in good health.

"Now go rest. The both of you."

You feel an armored hand gently press against your aching belly. Carrying a Primarch's child hasn't be easy on your body in the slightest; Even more so than a normal human child. You'll happily indulge in the rest, with one exception.

"As long as you come and join me once you're finished. Please?"

Even if you can get him to take a few minutes of respite, you'll consider it a victory. Roboute sighs as he looks downward.

"I will try." You just barely hear him mumble underneath his breath, as his hand still on your stomach. It moves slightly as he kneels.

"Be easy on your mother. She wasn't meant to carry someone like you."

His sentence makes you think for a moment, before he pulls away and lets you leave.

Guilliman did technically join you; But it was only after you'd already fallen asleep. He stepped into the room and gently sat down onto the massive bed, still in his armor. He didn't want to wake you and simply watched, hand sitting close to your leg. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment and his lips parted as he took a few deep breaths, and then took one more look at you- both of you, before standing and leaving again.

#guilliman x reader #warhammer 40k x reader #reader insert #reader #mywriting

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sugoi-writes · 16 days

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♥️💀♥️ WIPs Post ♥️💀♥️

Edit: Against my nature, I have published a Ko-Fi, as it has been demanded. Just know you will see a grown Enby cry if you do this!!!

Fic Descriptions Under the Cut!

Almost Done! Alastor x GN! Musician! Reader - Scream Machine - Part 4

Alastor has come to your new chambers after a relaxing Hotel tour, to discuss the specifics of your duties and pay. Dinner is in a short while, and time is of the essence. There is a lot at stake... and you are going to give it your all to ensure you come out on top of this little "deal". You have to idea to revisit your 'conversation' in the alleyway...

Human!Alastor x Reader - Trigger Happy

Ever a dangerous time with your darling beau, you decide to take things to a new, albeit curious, step. A deal is made, and boundaries are set. Alastor comes for you, shotgun in hand. The only wild game he plans to hunt on this humid, moonlit night is you. The night is young, and the chase is on! (Smut, slight dubcon)

Alastor x Reader: Hidden Strength

It was no secret that Alastor was a capable, powerful man; mostly via his mind. But when you notice particular musculature on his body... you can't help but stare. And unfortunately... it's quite rude to stare! A punishment is warranted... (content hints coming soon)

Ask Game:

Alastor x Reader - Just Alastor

The overlord parading through Hell did not trust picture boxes; HATED them even. He wouldn't be caught in second death using another one of those things! But seeing you gleam across the screens of a local shop changed his tune... Now unable to keep himself from thinking of you, he will find a way to occupy your time and space; by any means necessary. (No warnings atm; will probably be a little angst-y, pining, but tame.)

Send me suggestions, if you like! Pairings, particular characters, characters x reader... I'm up for all ideas!

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Requests: Open

Submissions/Message: Open

Hyperfocus: Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss; all characters associated

Willing to also write for KNY(Demon Slayer), Dungeon Meshi (not-manga savvy; no spoilers!), and BNHA(My Hero Academia).

Thanks for visiting! 🫠 I promise I'll make a masterlist one day, haha

#WIPS #my wips

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muffinsin · 4 months

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Hello, muffin!

Do you do rare pairs, by any chance? Like, what are your thoughts on a Cassandra Dimitrescu/Ashley Graham relationship? I know it's totally out of left field (I don't think anyone's paired these two together, like ever 🤔), but this crazy pairing is living rent-free in my head rn and giving me brain rot! 😅

In any case, thanks for taking the time to answer.

- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Anon

I do! I haven’t heard of Cassandra and Ashley yet, and doubt I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading a work dedicated to them! I do have some thoughts though! :) this got longer than I thought XD

Let’s see!👀

Masterlists

Cassandra’s first contact with Ashley is in the forest on a hunt

After the events of re4, Ashley mentions wishing to become a soldier. I like to imagine she went through with it, inspired by Leon’s actions

It is this that leads her to investigate the village. There have been people missing in the region as of lately

Still, she is unprepared for Cassandra Dimitrescu. She’s faster than any other enemy she has come across

And yet, Cassandra doesn’t strike. She stalks

She is so very curious about the human walking about in the forest, utterly lost on her way to the village

She knows, she’s from the outside world. She smells of it, too. And she bears a gun

A gun, that hasn’t been fired at her yet

Ashley sees no reason to attempt to shoot this woman. Cassandra hasn’t attacked yet, nor will she. She teases, instead

From the first moment on, she’s absolutely obsessed with Ashley. Her smell, her clothing, the strange symbols on them

Her heartbeat, fast around Cassandra. At first because she is on edge. Then, the realises it picking up whenever she crackles from the darkness of the trees

Her new favourite hobby is to tease and annoy her

She likes to swarm around her, to touch her shoulders lightly and make Ashley whirl around

To whisper in her ear and mock her for getting lost

She opts for calling Ashley her “lost little mouse”

In return, to her great surprise, Ashley counters and calls her the “big bad wolf”

Though, she isn’t overly worried about Cassandra. She seems painfully curious, only, and lonely, so much so even Ashley picks up on it

And sadistic, of course. And when she makes her skin prickle with blood, maybe she should remind herself of Cassandra’s obviously murderous nature

But, she doesn’t strike her. Never. Never even attempts to. Cassandra is by far too intrigued by her little bunny

When lycans attack, she comes alive!

To slay them together, it makes her practically crackle with laughter and enthusiasm

Never has she been able to hunt with anybody but her sisters and mother

Ashley, despite her better judgement, finds this raw enthusiasm adorable

Throughout her mission of locating the missing people, Cassandra never leaves her side

She isn’t being particularly helpful, but enjoys the company. And to her surprise, so does Ashley

She checks over her shoulder and slows down whenever Cassandra wanders off to scare animals, and in a way, it has Cassandra feel dumbfolded

No one save for her sisters and mother has made her feel so- appreciated- in their company

Even as the mission is finished and Ashley sends off her findings, she decides to stay

Over the duration of her stay, Cassandra has grown on her, oddly enough

The solitude of the place has. It’s different from the crowded city she’s from. It’s simple, and lovely. No one truly knows her, only Cassandra

And she likes it

Upon staying, Cassandra all too eagerly lures her into the castle

Alcina is…not happy. Cassandra must stop her from starting a fight with her little soldier friend multiple times

In the castle, Ashley enjoys the protection from the brunette. She is unreachable, even to Bela and Daniela. They know not to toy with her lest they want to suffer Cassandra’s wrath

But, in this time especially, possessiveness sets in. Cassandra doesn’t like Ashley talking to her sisters

She wants to be special. She is scared she was only that because of her biology. Now there are two more fly mutants, and it’s rubbing her the wrong way

And still, Ashley stays with her. She is polite with her sisters, but never seeks their attention or time

She is with Cassandra. She joins her hunts, and she tells her of stories from the outside, at last starting to sate Cassandra’s unending curiosity

They spend time together, every day

Despite being granted forced- Alcina will not have this outsider share her daughter’s room her own room, Ashley spends her time nearly exclusively with Cassandra

Their favourite activity is to lounge at the castle’s roof or in the woods after their hunts, and talk

Cassandra likes to have Ashley with her. She likes to lean against her while she tells her of the outside

In time, neither realise when it happened first, Ashley has her head in Cassandra’s lap as she tells her stories. She moves her hands and shares her knowledge of the outside

Speaks of towns and cities, continents and seas, islands and giggles when Cassandra speaks of wanting one of her own

At other times, Cassandra has her head in Ashley’s lap while she talks

In a way, they feel safe around one another. And are loyal to one another

Should a lycan attack, they both immediately have their backs

Cassandra is immediately in front of her precious human. No harm will come to her

In return, Ashley ensures Cassandra gets only the best. She is by no means a fan of killing, but knows it is necessary

Yet, her morals are tested when she presents Cassandra with an animal she’s caught for her, proud and happy to see Cassandra’s wide grin

They grow incredibly close

Cassandra is the one to make the bold first move

After a successful hunt that leaves her and Ashley enthusiastic, full of adrenaline and excitement, she makes her move

With a bloody hand gasping Ashley’s cheek, she brings their lips together

At first, she believes she’s messed up when Ashley pulls away

Yet, instead a low growl and a blush is pulled from her when instead her chin is held and lips are cleaned of blood

After this, she is at last granted the kiss both of them have been waiting for for ages

They kiss and make out for hours, laughing in happiness

At night, Cassandra sneaks into Ashley’s room. They don’t take the next step for a little while, instead opting to take it a little slower on Ashley’s request

But they cuddle

That’s right, big bad, sadistic Cassandra Dimitrescu loves to use her little human as a teddy bear whenever she is in private with them

At night, they cuddle in bed together. Cassandra on top of Ashley, protective and cold on her too warm skin

To Cassandra’s greatest horror and embarrassment, her little human goes to Alcina to ask her permission to court her middle daughter

It’s just one of many times Cassandra drags her to safety. Alcina is fuming at the idea of some human- a soldier no less- taking her daughter from under her nose

It’s Cassandra’s first relationship, too, after all. Flings have happened here and there, but never has the brunette shared her heart with someone before

Yet, she comes around fast once she has calmed down

For what it’s worth, she likes Ashley’s politeness and admires her bravery and consideration to ask her for the courtship of her daughter

Adding to Cassandra’s embarrassment, Alcina announces her permission days later at dinner. Her sisters never stop teasing her about this

In a way, they are perfect opposites at times. A puzzle piece for each other

Ashley is eager to share her stories. Cassandra practically begs to hear. She wants to know all related to Ashley or the outside

Cassandra loves to show off her weapons and trophies. Ashley finds them fascinating and asks questions to each

Ashley, despite her small stature, runs warm ever since her infection. This hasn’t changed even after the vaccine. She’s too warm too fast and it gets overwhelming. Cassandra runs very cold. She likes using Ashley as a heater and teddy bear. In return her skin cools Ashley down

Cassandra loves to tease and annoy Ashley. To fluster her and stalk her like prey. Ashley finds this adorable and sweet. It’s Cassandra’s way of being obsessed with her

From hand holding and kisses, cuddles and light groping it turns to sex

Speaking of, Cassandra is absolutely crazy about the concept of groping and humping over clothing that Ashley has introduced her to

She loves Ashley’s chest, and loves touching it. In return, she knows her little bunny is keen on her thick ass and thighs

She absolutely marks Ashley all over with bites

In return, sometimes she allows her human to place hickeys along her thighs, where no one can see

Ashley is rough with Cassandra when she needs to be. Cassandra is gentle and with her when she must be. They both care about another greatly

They absolutely love how they challenge each other

And speaking of, Ashley is the first to say the L-Word. It takes Cassandra a little longer to say it

One thing is clear: both have fallen hard for one another

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #ashley graham #cassandra dimitrescu x ashley graham #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ anon

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Hello! How would the ROs react to someone flirting with the MC in front of them? Both in the crushing stage and in the relationship stage (hoping for a strong reaction from my dear red flag Krios 👀)

hello!!

crushing -

krios: xe’s thought process is pretty feral, but xe would respect mc’s wishes. if you want the person dead, they’re dead. if you want them left alive…krios guesses xe can do that too.

rune: it depends on mc. if they seem okay with it, then so are they. if they seem uncomfortable, they’ll be inserting themself into the conversation and getting between the person and mc before anyone can blink. subtly insults the person as they shield you and give you the chance to make your escape.

ezlyn: their fangs itch and their claws feel as though they’re going to burst through at any moment, but they’re fine. they’re totally okay with what is happening in front of them. they absolutely do not care that someone else is flirting with you.

aren: they are unbothered, and they remain unbothered when the person’s body is discovered in a ditch the next day.

relationship -

krios: someone would have to have a lot of nerve (or more likely, a death wish) to flirt with mc in front of krios, the Monarch of the unseelie kingdom and known possessive bastard. if mc says xe can’t kill them, then krios will make them suffer another way. if they’re a member of the unseelie kingdom, they’ll be stripped of any titles and possessions, thrown to the streets, and never again allowed to step into the same room as xyr beloved. if they’re not, krios will have rumours started about them, and plant evidence of crimes so heinous on them that it gets them thrown under the prison.

rune: they trust you completely, so they remain unbothered if mc isn’t. however, if mc is bothered, then rune isn’t going to hold back. they will air out this persons dirty laundry for everyone to hear. “my Liege, i know you must be distraught at your husband running away with the gardener because he couldn’t bare to spend another moment with a leech like you, but, please, do learn some self control.” sweeps you away to somewhere quiet to check on how you’re doing.

ezlyn: they wrap their arms around mc’s waist and pull them closer as they send the person flirting with them a vicious glare. then a thought would occur to them and they’d school their face into something more pleasant. “ah my Liege, i overheard you talking to my partner about how strong you are, we could use people like you in our armies. perhaps i should put your name forward to our Monarch for conscription?” watches with smug satisfaction at how they pale.

aren: if someone flirted with mc in front of romanced!aren, that person would lose their tongue, and then their hands, and then their eyes, and then finally their life.

#answered #ro: krios #ro: rune #ro: ezlyn #ro: aren #difference between krios and aren #if mc says no killing to krios #xe listens #if mc says no killing to aren #they don’t #tw murder mention #tw threats #tw torture mention

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valiantstarlights · 8 months

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Wow so your Vampire!Dream Soulmate AU is fucking fantastic and I am utterly hooked. It it also gonna go up on AO3, or will it only be tumblr posts? Just so where I should look to keep track of when it updates.

Anyway, totally love it, and sending good writing vibes through the ether!!! Good luck :D

Hello! 🥰 I'm glad you loved(!) Vampire!Dream Soulmate AU, and thank you so much for your kind words and the good writing vibes you sent my way 🙇‍♀️✨️

For now, you can keep track of the story here on my tumblr, but I have every intention of putting all my tumblr fics on AO3 as well. 😊 I just need to have enough free time to do it (which is a medium difficulty task), and to come up with proper AO3 titles for them (which is a much harder task). 😂

For this particular AU, I'm looking at maybe using one of Lady Dimitrescu's lines so I can pay homage to her character and the powerful 😏 influence she has.

We'll see. 😊 But I promise it's not gonna be like, Entertaining Foreigners ("The man is of no real use to anyone else. And my daughters do so love...entertaining foreigners.").

Unless...👀

I'm joking. 😂 Or am I? I take coming up with titles very seriously, and I will do my best to come up with nice, non-cracky titles for my tumblr fics when I bring them over on AO3. Especially if it's a horror-romance-monsterfucking fic like this one. 😊

#vampire dream soulmate AU #also known as #lord dimitrescu dream AU #ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman

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saw your post about the things you'd like to see in a superman story and now i'm curious about the nsfw version 👀 if you'd like to share ofc!

mmm. see I have tried not to nsfw on this blog but you know what. fuck it. if famous author vladimir nabokov wrote a horny superman poem and had the absolute temerity to make it good and then send it to the new yorker and ask them to publish it for money in 19fucking42... (x) then i can do whatever i want on my blog

anyway. some Concepts. this turned out as less fic ideas and more personal headcanons. LONG post since i mostly haven’t talked about this. all of these are Free Real Estate if anyone is inspired by them

Even more for nsfw headcanons than sfw, I am above all interested in what the author is interested in. like, choking does nothing for me in and of itself, but everyone was so dang enthusiastic about it that now i'm invested and would absolutely read That Fic

for nsfw headcanons I have two different headcanon versions of clark for any piece of dc media. (yes this is how my brain works. blorbo all the way down). one looks identical to or nearly identical to a human. usually a cis man, however trans man clark also very good. the other has genitals that cannot be mistaken for human, usually some kind of retractable system. plus or minus some good ol' tentacles depending on the vibe. I went a little more into this + the Kryptonian names for such parts here. most of my headcanons are for alien biology clark, but going into a fic I think of any alien biology as a bonus, I don't expect it (there are, after all, a whole bunch of canon panels that go He Looks Totally Human No Xeno Here Guys!!. Every time I see one of these I like to imagine that some poor sucker at DC has seen something they do not like in the alien biology tag on ao3.)

A Clark who looks human I think is fairly well adjusted, he's had sex, he knows what he likes and what he doesn’t even if he may have hangups about asking for it. A Clark pre-serious relationship that doesn't look human, I hc has either not had sex or has only ever had sex with his clothes on and without being touched himself, only giving (for some reason allstar gives me this vibe) (sidenote: i do not mean to imply that this is not a perfectly valid and fulfilling sex life for many people!). he does genuinely enjoy being a service top. he just would also like to be in a relationship with someone who he could trust with his identity...

then he meets Lori in college (lori lemaris, for the uninitiated, is precrisis superman’s hot mermaid college gf, which is a sentence that rules. she should come back in a comic not written by frank fucking m*ller). alien4mermaid. for the first time he’s in a relationship with someone who not only knows that he’s not human but is not human herself. When she has to return to Atlantis it breaks his heart (canon). this ties into my Ideal Superman Timeline, where this is where he leaves college, at the end of his sophomore year, and scrapes together the rest of his degree with remote credits while traveling the world, learning what doing good looks like worldwide, and Finding HimselfTM. however this post is not about that.

that’s the background I usually have in the back of my little brain when I’m writing. Other stuff, mostly superbat but relevant to clois...

despite not having much experience he’s like. annoyingly good at pleasing his partner because 1. i said so 2. he is incredibly focused on their pleasure and 3. he’s got built in biofeedback receptors.

early on i think he absolutely ties himself in knots about wanting something, being allowed to want something, and feeling strange about judging himself for wanting something. the queer experience. man’s on three levels of overthinking. like, i think he enjoys the feeling of holding his partner’s arms down or thighs apart while he’s going down on them, feeling the muscles flex against his hands, knowing he has them pinned, but at the same time feels guilty about liking it.

ultimately he’s pretty vanilla himself, but since his partner’s pleasure is so important to him, he’s open to experiment and try things out.

Again early on, I think this backfires. There are certain things he is really uncomfortable with that i don’t think he’s aware of until they come up. He doesn’t like feeling examined or scrutinized, which I think would come up with Bruce early on in their relationship. Something about an old childhood fear of being looked at too closely. For the first few times, I think he’s more comfortable with the lights off.

dcau. bruce wants to try some sort of roleplay scene involving ropes/bondage and clark goes along with it because he can tell bruce likes it, but at the same time he’s lowkey getting triggered... clark’s very good at hiding stress, but bruce notices and pauses before it goes too far. clark just lies there still as a statue for a few seconds, says the safeword (’pearl’), and just as bruce is reaching out he’s bolted straight out through the window and up and away. bruce feels like garbage. clark feels like garbage. clark comes back once he’s ready, and because bruce doesn’t press for details, clark feels safe enough to choke out a few words explaining that it reminded him of what happened on apokolips with lashina. clark Gets Help. this fixes the ENTIRE dcau from that point on and neither of them die sad and alone in bapmanbeyond.

similarly i know it’s a fic trope but i don’t think he finds depowered/blue kryptonite sex inherently more enjoyable. in my headcanon he’s grown up with his powers - while they can be overwhelming at times, they’re also comforting, and the sudden silence is distracting. Also at any given time when he’s depowered there’s a little voice in his head going ‘what if an airplane has a jet engine failure right now. do you know how many people could die? and you’re doing this to get off? selfish.’ this is a statistical improbability, of course, but it’s bronze age canon he has anxious thoughts like this.

retractable dick very handy in such emergency circumstances. the annoying thing about sex with clark is that it’s very very good 92% of the time but 8% of the time they will be deep into it and then clark will freeze, do the damn head tilt and then WOOOOSH. and his partner can’t even feel bad about it because they’re adults and both understand that saving a life is more important than an orgasm. besides he will make it up to them thoroughly.

he gets WAY better at communicating about sex and desire eventually, but only really with his partner. i think at heart he’s a modest and reserved person, i don’t think he’s ever going to be joining in “locker room talk.” (however AU where he does is incredibly funny)

("praise... 'kink'??? what do you mean praise 'kink.' what do you MEAN. are you people not praising your partners??? ARE YOU NOT LETTING THEM KNOW HOW WONDERFUL THEY ARE??? THAT'S - PEOPLE THINK OF PRAISE AS A KINK?????!!" - a man at the absolute end of his rope. facial expressions going through all five stages of grief.)

leaves hickeys on bruce’s neck, mostly because he wants to and he knows bruce is into it, but also knows the man’s got an inexhaustible supply of turtlenecks. he is aware of exactly where the turtlenecks end and does not leave hickeys higher than that. possessive streak, in a very considerate way, but still.

as he gets more secure and comfortable he loses the jealousy. possibly he enjoys the idea that bruce has so much experience and still chooses him.

if his partner says ‘do what you want with me, i’m all yours,’ i think 9/10 times it’s slow body worship and massage. sometimes not sex, sometimes it’s just too relaxing. it’s an indulgence for him to just be allowed to be slow and present. physical touch is a big love language and once he’s in a relationship he can freely give it, he loves to do just that.

the last 1/10 times is when he’s tired and stressed. he can and will pick up his partner and rail them into the mattress/against the wall/into thin air while floating. this is where the auxiliary tentacles come in handy. he gets them off though even if it’s supposed to be just about him for once, he feels too weird if he comes and his partner doesn’t.

on really really bad days his partner will pick up on how down he’s feeling and will uno reverse card and body worship him and it will make him cry a little

finally here are some panels that made me break out laughing. first off. he can tell just how hard he's getting. ah. impacted.

(action 423) imagine he's the one getting railed and it’s going Great and then all of a sudden he’s just like. “velocity - 4mph. impact pressure - 15ppi.” in his best Broadcaster Anchorman Voice. i think this would be very funny. bruce would be into it lois would NOT, however it would make her crack up laughing, which is what he'd be going for, so everybody wins. he’s a doofus at times and sex is NOT excluded from that

(WF 104) vibrators don't work on him. very sad! however. with superspeed. he IS the vibrator. (supers :handshake: flashes). I don't think he'd be much for toys himself, I think there's something very satisfying to him about body-to-body contact, but if a partner requested them he's happy to indulge them.

#januariat #thanks for the question :^)#you'd think if i could write this much as meta i COULD FINISH MY WIPS HOWEVER.#what do i even tag this as. unhinged.#nsft #superbat

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