#amber fox

[gorgeys]

teach me ★ ani x fem!reader

ofc this was supposed to be a drabble but i couldn't stop myself

Warnings: SMUT - thigh riding

Word Count: 1300

pls one chance mikey

she instantly took a liking to you the second you walked through the swinging double doors to the backroom and jimmy introduced you as the club's newest girl.  it was the sight of your initial sweet smile that drew her in. it was untainted and hopeful and bright. it was clear to her that you were new to this industry.

so, ani kindly offered to help you out.

it started with you and her arriving early so she could teach you some moves, some of which she demonstrated on you.  she could tell you were flustered when she grinded on your lap, her arms slung lazily around your neck and her breath hot against it as she explained each move.

eventually, she found herself waiting all day for your little one-on-one sessions.  she was obsessed with toying with you.

she dragged her nails agonizingly slow against your thigh or allowed her knee to brush in between your legs just to watch your pretty doe eyes widen even more.  and the way you kept your hands glued to your sides, afraid to move, made her laugh.  she grabbed your hands and placed them on her body wherever she desired your touch.

your reactions were so different from every man who paid for her services.  maybe she was just obsessed with you.

"aren't you just the cutest little thing?" she whispered in your ear once as she danced atop you, her lips ghosting over your earlobe in a smile.

then it progressed to you applying your teachings.

she's sitting in one of the stalls now as you climb onto her, straddling her thighs.

"c'mon, baby, show me what i taught ya," she says with a satisfied smile, leaning back in the chair.

you give her a nervous smile before you begin to roll your hips in time with the sultry music.  her smile falters.

it's as if all the stiffness left your body and now you're as fluid as water as your back arches and your hands creep up her shoulders.  you pull her chest into yours and dig your teeth into your bottom lip like you've been doing this for years.  you're almost too good.

you look up into her eyes with a newfound confidence.  suddenly she understands how you felt all those times when she was on top of you.

"'m i doin' okay?" you mumble, breath fanning across the tip of her nose.  you must have already known the answer from the dumbfounded look on her face.

she's about to respond before you grab her wrists and guide her palms to your near bare ass.  you hold her hands there for a moment before letting go. her hands stay glued to your skin.

"fuck," she sighs, the word escaping her uncontrollably.  she has a better understanding of why men pay so much money for this. "you're doing so good," she practically groans, her eyes intently following each roll of your body.  her acrylics dig into the skin of your ass before her hands roam comfortably along your thighs, exploring new territory.

you smile proudly, looking up toward the ceiling and exposing the expanse of your neck.  you can tell she's enjoying this and she knows that you know she's enjoying this.  she feels so helpless and out of control, like you're suffocating her in the best way possible.  she never knew she could feel this way about a woman.

as much as she enjoys watching you bloom, she wants you under her thumb.  she craves that control and seniority over you.  she takes it back by grabbing your hips and pulling you against her thigh just as you roll your hips forward.

the strangled noise you release as your near bare pussy drags against her skin is enough to leave her smiling.  it's noise of surprise mixed with unfettered pleasure.  your head snaps back down to meet her eyes.  she loves those adorable wide eyes of yours.

"you like how that feels?" she asks, hands holding you firmly in place. 

"like" was an understatement.  you felt like you were on cloud fucking nine, but you couldn't articulate that in the moment.

"mmph, fuck," is all you can say.  your face is so close to hers you can practically taste her lip gloss.  her lips part like she's already imagining kissing you.

you suddenly feel your core start to throb and leak.  something that she feels too.

"i'll take that as a yes," she laughs, squeezing your sides.

your shame melts into desire as she guides your hips against her bare thigh again, making a habit out of it.  your eyebrows knit in pleasure as you release a whine. 

"fuck," she says as if she's the one getting off. "you're so pretty, baby," she says, forcing you down a little harder.

she brushes your hair back so she can whisper in your ear.

"y'know, i can feel your pussy soakin' through your panties and makin' a mess all over me," she whispers.

"ani," you moan at her words, which happens to coincide with your clit dragging nicely against her skin.  you wrap your arms around her neck to stabilize yourself as you work with her hands and rock your hips back and forth.

"i turned you into a real fuckin' slut, didn't i?" she laughs, enjoying the contortions of your once innocent face.  her brooklyn accent is intoxicating.

only thinking of your own pleasure, your hand creeps down to push your wet underwear to the side, allowing you to feel ani's bare skin on yours.  she moans when she finally feels you.

"god, y'gonna do this for all your customers now?  gonna ride 'em all like this?"  she grins as you shake your head no.

she slows down her hands, ensuring that each drag of your clit is slow and hard, leaving you moaning like a bitch in heat.

"jesus," she says to herself as she holds eye contact with you.  you look more beautiful than ever.  she wants to kiss you so badly and the feeling is mutual.

"ani!" a voice suddenly shouts over the music.  you instinctively jump and raise yourself onto your knees, one planted on each side of her thighs.  she giggles at how quickly your raw pleasure turns into fright, like she's not at all scared of being caught like this. "get in here!  customers are here!" jimmy yells, his voice growing closer.

she rolls her eyes and falls back in the chair, dejected.  she looks back up into your still frightened eyes, her fingers lingering on your thighs. the last thing she wants is to leave you.

"we'll finish this later, princess, yeah?" she says, tapping your thighs, signaling for you to get up.

once you do, she notices the wet spot on her legs and the hem of her dress.  she smiles to herself, knowing the smell of you will be stuck to her for the rest of the night.

"hey," she says, leaning forward and grabbing you by the thigh before you can scurry back to the dressing room.  you turn and look at her, still startled by the interruption and a little agitated that you didn't get your release.

she likes this messier version of you.  your hair's a little disheveled and the sweat on your forehead glistens in the club light.  not to mention your now ruined thong.  she hopes you have another one so your customers don't get the privilege of seeing you like this.

"you meet me right here after your shift, okay?"

she catches the little smile that creeps onto your face.  she finds herself smiling too.

"i promise i'll give you everything that you need, baby.  i'll be waitin' right here for ya," she says, patting your ass.  "now, go make mama proud."

[whatcannotbesaid-shallbewept]

Warriors promotional images.

[ashen-char]

mikey madison characters x reader for valentines

my masterlist, to check out my other works, is here

notes: a little late, it hasn't been valentines here for two days at time of posting! just felt like it ❤️

amber freeman (scream)

says she doesn't care about valentines' day and she's being honest, she thinks it's stupid and a marketing ploy to sell chocolates and stupid heart-shaped stuff. BUT she will also get pissed off and not speak to you for days if you don't get her anything.

if you ask her to be your valentine, she scoffs and says something to the effects of "we're dating. of course, dummy. it's not like i have something better to do on that day...". as if she didn't clear her schedule specifically anticipating a date night. nothing huge and public though. you two are more chill, and she hates the vulnerability and mushiness of PDA. (though she isn't above making out in a corner of one of her parties). if you tried to go the traditional route of a huge rose bouquet and taking her out to a packed restaurant, amber would claw your eyes out. she wants it to be customised to you two, not "basic bitch energy"

she'd get you a cute horror themed plushy. that's one of her favourite things about your relationship. you don't judge her about her hobbies and passions, letting her rant on and on, ever letting her show you wayyy too much of the stuff. at this point, it's a hallmark of your relationship, horror is something you two talk about to bond. the first gift is a teddy bear holding a heart in one hand and a knife in the other. the heart says "i can't BEAR to be without you"

the second is a bottle of whiskey she stole from her parents liquor cabinet. then a handwritten letter of all the shit she likes about you (read: things about you that don't piss her off. the reasons why you're more tolerable than everyone else in this miserable town. how you actually make it worthwhile to stay). amber tells you that she's been thinking about it and... she doesn't want you two to drift apart. it's mushy, and embarrassing, but she says she'll pick her college according to which places accept you. "where you go, i go, valentine." she plays it off with a wink, but you can tell that she means it. she can't bear the thought of being without you after all.

her favourite candy is 100% liquorice and black jellybeans and you'd get her a basket full of it (and dark chocolate). her ideal valentines date is to go to a drive-in movie theater deep in the woods to watch some gorey corny slasher, making out in your backseat during the boring scenes.

max fox (better things)

she loves valentines but all her exes have been shit and either broke up with her around that time (leaving her to celebrate it with friends with a galentines thing) or completely forgot it. so max keeps her expectations low. she's half-expecting you to come with a card and a last-minute dinner reservation at a shit restaurant cause all the good places are all booked up.

if you ask her to be your valentine, you should make it a big gesture. get sam and frankie and duke involved, they'd love it (and see how much better you treat her). you get sam to distract max on a day out, pester her and make sure she doesn't have a clue that you came over and you're decorating her room. rose petals all over her bed, a sign that frankie helped you design with some lame pun that max will ADORE, while duke helps you set up all the candles. the pun is probably along the lines of "will you be valen-mine?"

for valentines', max's gifts would be hella creative and handmade and thoughtful. a painting of you that she secretly did while you weren't paying attention and just laying in her bed. a mug she made and painted herself, with one of your inside jokes etched on the handle. a scrapbook of all the pictures she's taken on your dates, filled with notes of her favourite memories on the sides. the cutest ones being a photoshoot session on your first date, where max stole a first kiss on the final pic. the two of you smiling big and excited, not yet knowing you'd make it this far and this long.

you leave her guessing the whole time on your date. at first, you get her to believe you're taking her to her restaurant and she complains that she already has staff meals there all the time. but nonetheless, she's already so giddy for what you've done by showing up and getting her chocolates (she loves the ones with the seahorses and seashells) and a gorgeous bouquet of tulips. she's sniffing her flowers the whole time, grinning in the passenger seat. she's being so sweet and adorable that you spill and tell her the plans.

you got concert tickets to her favourite band AND they're floor seats so you can be right in the pit. max practically screams, kissing you all over as thanks. she's glued to you the whole time during the show, and you get to sing the lyrics of the "best love songs" (max's words) right to your girl. max takes pictures all night, posting you all over her socials. snapping her friends bragging about how she has the best valentine ever and they should be mad jealous.

river (all souls)

it's hard for river to make days about her, to put her feet up and relax. when you broach the conversation about valentines, she'd groan and tell you about how jade got glitter all over the couch when she was decorating letters for her whole class. you'd tell her that you meant her plans for valentines. as in, would she be yours. as in, you already paid jade's babysitter for the night and the kiddo is totally on board (jade REALLY wants you two to have a romantic night. when river turns to her daughter, playfully betrayed that you two planned this behind her back, jade giggles and gives her a thumbs up).

as you two head to your reservation, river has to be assured and reassured that jade is alright staying home for your date. river isn't used to fancy food. or sit-down restaurants where there are hosts rather than one waitress going around addressing every regular by name. when she tells you that she feels out of place and awkward even though she put on her nicest clothes (a hoodie without cigarette burns!), you take her hand and run right outta there together.

instead, you two go on a late night walk. you share jabs about the passing people you see, the man on the phone clearly being cussed out by his girlfriend, the cheating scumbags who thought they'd get away with booking dates back to back. sharing a cigarette, you two are sitting on a park bench, river sighing and apologising that she's not the type of girl who can appreciate all this cute shit you do for her. she wants to be able to swoon, to allow you to pamper her or whatever. but it's just one day, and the stuff you do every day is better. you being around is better, the most romantic gesture she's ever known.

you hit the corner store together, hand in hand. river picks out hella snacks, especially candy to share with jade, and an unhealthy amount of monster energy. you pick out a valentines card that has some dirty joke in it and she snorts and kisses you hard in the aisles. you slip a ring onto her finger.

anora mikheeva (anora)

valentines is a busy day in HQ. divorcees, eternal singles, the heartbroken - it's the perfect place for those that wanna drink and stare at naked girls all night, forgetting what day it is. and ani likes it like that. she likes being able to hustle more outta these suckers, likes that she can offer an ear to their sorrows and convince them way easier to buy a dance.

you ask her to be your valentine simply. you're laying in her bed, curled up with her all naked and blissed out, cuddling but not asleep. she makes a joke about holiday rates until you realise she's serious. she's fully booked. ani presses an apology kiss to your lips, offering to hang out the day after or something. that she'll make it up to you by giving you double the orgasms next time - giggling when you get fussy because you don't want her offering sexual favours all the time!

because don't get her wrong, anora loves romance. she wants to be swept off her feet, she loves the big gestures, the extravagant or extremely meaningful gifts. it's time that's an issue. scheduling. she can't put her life on hold for it. cutesy shit ain't gonna pay the bills.

it's surprisingly easy to decorate her room while she's asleep. like usual, ani got home in the early morning, slipping on her eye mask and earplugs so the sun and occasionally passing train don't wake her up. vera lets you slip in - her boyfriend's there as well - and she's amused at the sight of the huge cardboard box of goods you're gonna spread around ani's room.

her favourite rom coms. her guilty pleasure binge shows. a cute stitch plushy due to her disney obsession. her favourite flowers - dark red peonies because roses are way too normie. most importantly, you make breakfast in their tiny-ass kitchen to treat anora so she doesn't have to rush the morning to get ready for work.

you'll fit in the time around her schedule. you're determined to make her feel special even when the rest of the world demands that she be this very specific person all the time, this jaded hustling girl.

you sit on ani's bed, waiting for her to wake up, a tray of freshly cooked breakfast in your hands. she wakes up to the smell of chocolate chip pancakes, the way mom always used to cook her as a kid. there's cut up strawberries shaped like hearts, whipped cream on top. on the tray is a tennis bracelet she's been desperate for after some of the other HQ girls were bragging about their sugar daddies gifting it to them. you worked hard, often picking up overtime, to be able to afford it. ani gasps so loud when she realises you went all out, hands clasped over her mouth as she shouts "you fucking didn't! oh my god! i thought i was being robbed you fucking asshole!" as she complains about how loud you were.

[thepossibilityofeverything]

She gets more and more beautiful and Anora gets closer to hitting theaters. I'm not ready

[blackandwhiteedit]

THE X-FILES → 1.04 ‘Conduit’ 

[bonafide-bugafide]

hey guyss its rachel amber!

jk its my dess drom deltarune

shes literally rachel amber to me i love her sm

[garqoyles]

Older sisters with intense female rage when they hear

“CLOWNS ARENT FUNNY POP POP POP”

[henwilsondaily]

HEN & BUCK ➞ 4.05 'Buck Begins'

[ghostampire]

mikey madison is my religion

[mikeymadisonsvibrator]

fixed it

[jinx-s-things]

hcs of going to the pride parade with mikey characters (you can pick only one character if it helps you)

Mikey Madison characters at a pride parade

Characters: Amber Freeman, Anora Mikheeva, Max Fox, River (All souls)

Notes: This was meant to be posted sooner but then life got in the way so I do apologise for that. As always I hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!

Amber Freeman

• Amber tries really hard to play it cool like she’s not that hyped, but honestly she spent like ages picking her outfit (she won’t admit it though).

• She probably wears something casual like a dress and boots or maybe a top that says “Dead inside but still gay” plus a cheeky little pin that says “Lesbi honest.”

• Acts like she’s just there for moral support but ends up cheering loudly for the drag queens more than once.

• Has a little pride flag to wave around, also has heart shaped sunglasses because it matches.

• Keeps wandering off to check out all the stalls. Comes back with a bunch of random little things, maybe a pair of quirky earrings for you, some pins for the group, and snacks she swears you “need.” Acts like it’s no big deal but it’s clear she’s trying to make sure everyone’s having a good time.

• Pays close attention to everything, especially the people around her. She notices the little things most don’t, quietly staying aware and making sure things feel right without making it obvious.

• When someone compliments her, she just awkwardly shrugs it off or makes a joke instead of really reacting.

Anora Mikheeva

• Tells everyone she’s going days in advance. Talks it up like it’s just a fun little outing, but she’s clearly looking forward to it.

• Gets her nails done the day before. Something bold and bright. She shows them off without saying much, but she definitely expects you to notice.

• Picks out something stylish that stands out just enough. Nothing over the top. She looks amazing and she knows it.

• Loves the crowd. She fits right in, laughing with people, complimenting outfits, handing you a free sticker someone gave her like it was meant for you all along.

• Buys something from a booth that she absolutely did not need. Probably something funny, like a mug that says “Queer Chaos” or a fan with glittery lettering.

• Keeps glancing at the schedule and casually suggesting where to go next. Somehow she leads you to the best parts without ever acting bossy.

• Waves a little pride flag she picked up and keeps it in her back pocket when she’s not using it. Occasionally she fans herself with it and smirks.

• Gets you dancing when the right song comes on. Tugs at your hand and goes, “Come on, it’s this one.”

• Takes tons of photos, but only posts the two that look effortless. The rest are for her camera roll and for teasing you later.

• After the parade ends she kicks off her shoes and sighs with a small smile, feeling quietly happy.

Max Fox

• Says yes right away. She acts chill about it, but it’s clear she’s actually kind of excited.

• Wears something bright and cute. Not too loud, but definitely thoughtful.

• Does her makeup to match, maybe some shimmer, maybe a small flag somewhere. Just enough to show she’s in the spirit.

• Makes a little sign the night before. Nothing flashy. Just something simple that means something to her.

• Loves the energy. She’s smiling more than usual and definitely taking it all in.

• Knows the history. Talks about it with you in passing, like it’s obvious everyone should care.

• Takes a few photos but mostly stays present.

• At some point she leans in and says, “I’m glad we came.” And you know she really means it.

River

• Says she doesn’t really “do stuff like this.” Still shows up anyway. Sharp eyeliner. Hair tied back. Calm and collected like she’s done it all before.

• Keeps close to you in the crowd. Doesn’t flinch at the noise or the energy, but watches everything with quiet eyes. She’s taking it all in, doesn’t say much.

• Wears something simple. But there’s one bold detail. A pin or a bracelet, something her daughter helped her pick out. She doesn’t mention it, but it matters.

• Doesn’t smile at first, just nods, watching. But when she sees families together or a group of kids dancing in glitter, she looks down. Smirks a little.

• There’s a sign under her arm. It’s not flashy. Just a piece of cardboard with words she scribbled out and rewrote twice. It says something simple. Honest.

• Doesn’t join in every cheer but when something hits like a chant or a speaker that says something real she says it too. Not loud, but it means something.

• Later, she says “It felt important to be here.” It’s quiet but it’s real, and you can tell it means more than just the words.

[lastdead]

[ashen-char]

ashen-char's masterlist under the read more, will be updated as i post more

the smut is tagged with 🔞 for a reason, no minors

multiple characters

✦ mikey madison characters x reader - valentines (amber, river, max, anora)

amber freeman (scream)

✦ out here (gn!reader, going camping w amber and her friends)

✦ i say that i hate you with a smile on my face 🔞 (gn!reader, hate sex and jealousy, fucking amber while you're fighting)

✦ so unfair (amber taking care of fem!reader who's drunk)

✦ brace yourself (fem!reader gets braces)

✦ dating amber hcs

✦ night goes quiet 🔞 (amber gets off thinking about you)

anora mikheeva (anora)

✦ special to me 🔞 (being ani's special client, reader has a penis)

✦ if it's not you (i don't wanna talk) (security!reader and gaining ani's trust post-ivan)

✦ never give you peace (ani and igor meet up in a coffeeshop after the events of the movie)

✦ expensive cars never took me where you do (anora and mechanic!reader who treats her right)

✦ dating anora mikheeva hcs 🔞

✦ the altar is her hips🔞 (anora gets student!femreader to take a break from studying to eat her out)

✦ life makes love look hard (reader had a bad day, and ani comforts you)

max fox (better things)

✦ dating max hcs

✦ you like that? 🔞 (power bottom!max and gn!reader discuss and explore power dynamics)

☆ needy 🔞 (continuation of you like that?, power bottom!max getting the strap)

✦ back and forth (fem!reader cheering her best friend max up, r is in love with her)

✦ take my pure 🔞 (max takes gn!reader's virginity, reader has a penis)

✦ lights, camera, action 🔞 (making content with OnlyFans!max)

river (all souls)

✦ dating river hcs

☆ family

☆ general

✦ so good to me 🔞 (service top!river relieves stress getting you off)

✦ together (established relationship fluff)

☆ ch 1

☆ ch 2

✦ we can be pirates (you helping river with jade's birthday party)

[chupenguin]

I know there's no plans to stage Warriors but please i need to see it i need a light or somethin staged in a circular platform hadestown style??? they talking in the dark and following each other??? sawn in shadows, mercy a little more in the light until they meet in the middle??

[novastar-creations]

Some whiteboard doodles!

Sometimes my irl friends and I play the character guessing game on a whiteboard and sometimes it gets out of hand and this is the fifth time I’ve drawn Yuri today dammit

We got ambereve!

Mikey!

ZUZU MY BELOVED THE THINGS I’D DO FOR YOU!

The Aikas

Tia but she’s batshit (love that for her!)

AND SOME RANDOM LITTLE GUYS!! (Ignore the fact that most of them are just vague outlines of anatomy I got lazy)

Forgot to finish Steph but shoutout to the star kid fans if this reached you, I’m surprised, I didn’t tag lol

TW THIS ONE MIGHT COUNT AS GORE MAYBE IDK IF THE WEIRD PINK THAT WHITEBOARD HAS LOOKS ENOUGH LIKE BLOOD TO COUNT

[somewhere-in-the-city]

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