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anyone out there? 😯

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good morning! i've been missing writing recently :( i think tumblr cleared out my inbox again so if you sent me a request pls send it again! even if not! send me a request! 😌

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when’s the next fiona gallagher fic 🙏 i love your other works of her 😭🫶🏽

soon my love i promise! any particular prompts you wanna see?

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finally posted a story and it's a bit mediocre but i hope you all enjoy it!

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bet - h.m.

hope mikaelson x fem! reader

warnings: smut 18+! wrote most of this late at night (sorry if there are nonsense sentences) reader and hope drink a teeny bit (but are both of legal drinking age) <3

"truth or dare?"

hope erupts into laughter. she's sure y/n wasn't actually asking her to play a sleepover game invented by twelve year olds.

then again, y/n had suggested crazier things after a drink or two.

playing a party game on the floor of hope's bedroom was tame.

"i'm serious," y/n insists, before inadvertently starting to giggle alongside hope. "which one?"

"truth, i guess, i don't trust you to give me a dare," hope had to get on y/n's nerves a bit, considering she was the reason they were playing this immature game in the first place.

y/n feigns offense, bringing her hand to her chest in exaggerated shock. "you don't trust me?"

"not with this. now, what do you wanna hear the truth about?" hope quips, taking a sip of her beverage.

"how can i make this as scandalous as possible?"

"so i can't trust you with truths either?"

y/n can't help but laugh at hope once again, and before they know it, they're both laughing until they're out of breath.

"so, have you ever faked an orgasm?"

hope practically chokes on air, taken aback by the forward nature of y/n's question.

y/n continues to laugh. "sorry, too forward?"

"i mean, it's truth or dare. might as well make it interesting. yeah, i have."

"no way." y/n stares at hope with a doubtful look in her face.

"i honestly don't think i've ever... not faked one."

"what? you've never...?"

"i mean, i have by myself. never with anyone else."

y/n couldn't believe the conversation she was having with hope. they had always been close, but not quite this close.

hope hides her face behind her hands. "don't look at me like that!"

"that's just... pathetic," y/n laughs before finishing her sentence. "people still can't make a girl cum."

hope's breath hitches at the vulgarity of the conversation. she'd be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying the tension.

"well, they otherwise were winners i suppose."

hope's attempt to defend her taste in partners fails miserably, with y/n stifling a laugh.

"what, like you could do better?" hope interjects smugly, crossing her arms dramatically across her chest.

"i bet i could."

hope is sure y/n is joking. they had shared many laughs throughout the night.

but y/n is looking at her in a way that tells her she's dead serious.

and before she knows it, she's leaning into y/n, pulling her lips into her own.

y/n is swift at lifting hope off the floor and into her lap, hands firm on her thighs.

hope's hips inadvertently rock back and forth, gasps escaping under her breath.

y/n flips them over, hovering over hope laying on her back.

"strip," she mutters, with a sudden confidence.

hope is quick to oblige, shuffling out of her outfit in record time.

"you're perfect," y/n lowly mumbles. "spread your legs."

hope almost whines at her command before following it.

y/n rests her head between hope's legs, lightly kissing her thighs.

hope had never experienced so much care in this type of situation - or been so filled with need.

"my god y/n just hurry up- oh,"

hope's complaint is interrupted by y/n's tongue on her aching clit, her hands pushing her thighs further apart.

she whines when y/n pulls away, a smirk plastered on her face.

"already fucking you better than the others, huh?" she taunts, inches away from hope's pussy.

hope pulls her back in by the hair. "keep doing that. we have a goal here, don't we?"

"touché," y/n mutters before sucking hope's clit into her mouth.

"fuck, y/n. just like that."

motivated by hope's praise, y/n is unrelenting. she didn't intend to go easy on her.

"you're so good at that," hope mewls, running her fingers through y/n's hair.

hope presses her legs together, the sight of y/n between them making her moan.

she rocks her hips back and forth, letting y/n's tongue roll over her in a way that nearly sends her over the edge.

"i'm, i'm close, so close," she manages to growl, her back arching into y/n. "please don't stop, you're gonna make me cum."

hope is blabbering the words out, her brain only able to focus on the feeling.

y/n makes eye contact with hope, looking deeply at her with an expression of pure desire, throwing her over the edge.

hope lets out a raspy moan, her vision briefly going black. she swears she's on another planet by the time her body finally relaxes.

y/n smirks up at hope. "i won the bet."

"that you did," she responds, still out of breath.

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LEGACIES | 3.15

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robin x gf!reader headcanons pls? specifically what it’s like to share an apartment w her in the city? <3

city gf! robin buckley x reader headcanons

a/n: thank you anon for this cute request <3 i love writing for robin pls send me more robin requests everyone

living in the city brought robin out of her shell in a way that you never thought was possible

she starts to enjoy going out on the town, socializing with everyone she meets

you truly started to believe that living in a small town like hawkins was limiting what robin felt comfortable doing

surrounded by like-minded and compatible people, robin found her place

the two of you had moved together to an apartment on a busy street

grocery stores, farmer's markets, flower stands, bookstores, coffee shops, and countless other hubs within walking distance

robin had found the apartment on an earlier trip to the city - small but undeniably charming

(and the rent was surprisingly affordable)

robin was relieved that she got to consistently share a bed with you

she always slept best with you by her side - solitude at night made her feel unsafe

robin had taken a liking to cooking, and started making you dishes that she had stolen from her mom's old cookbooks

other nights, the two of you would order takeout and eat together on the couch you'd bought at the used furniture store a few blocks down

and watch tv on a screen not much bigger than a laptop - but neither of you cared

despite the size of the apartment, living with robin is never claustrophobic

it became the norm that you would both sit in the same room, just doing your own thing

you would study for college while robin chatted on the phone with steve

even though you were sharing the space, there was always independence when you needed it

and also a degree of codependence, because robin doesn't like doing things without you

she likes when you help her with her hair and makeup in the mornings, and when you let her do yours

you both would take the train most places, hand in hand

aimlessly wandering around the grocery store, and always forgetting something you'd need for the apartment

whenever robin goes out alone, she stops by a flower stand to bring some home to you

she loves to go to museums, and brings you along to show you her favorite pieces

she brings her camera to take pictures of you with the artwork

robin is a huge fan of silly animated tv shows and will absolutely want you to watch them with her

and secretly you love it as much as she does

because you always end up wrapped in each other's arms on the couch, even though you both barely fit <3

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i'm bored! send me requests that i can write into short fics or blurbs <3

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Hello! Can I request a fluffy / non smut Fiona x Male reader? Preferably established relationship

hi my friend! i don't write any content for male readers, sorry!

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the hope smut i'm writing rn is 🥵🥵🥵 (yes it's almost 5am here right now but when inspiration strikes!)

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casual - cassie howard

cassie howard x fem! reader

a/n: like every other lesbian, i've been listening to a lot of chappell roan and this song seems like a perfect prompt for my first time writing angst 😵 it's not really great so i just made it a one shot and definitely did not proofread lol

warnings: 18+ smut, angst with no happy ending 😬 but i'll go back to happy stuff soon i promise!

y/n's nails dig into the leather of cassie's car, her body sprawled across the passenger seat.

cassie pushes y/n's legs further apart, her head remaining buried between them.

her tongue circles y/n's clit, leaving her lightheaded above her. y/n's nails really start leaving marks behind on the seat, but she can't find it within her to care.

"just like that, cass," y/n mewls, her body instinctively pulling towards cassie.

cassie had quickly discovered that y/n was intoxicating to her, the countless times they had hooked up only adding to her desires.

y/n's orgasm finally hits her, her hands reaching up to the windows to brace herself.

cassie pulls away, wiping her mouth on her shirt with a smirk.

"you're amazing," y/n mutters, still catching her breath.

cassie smiles slightly before preparing to start the car.

"can't you hang out with me for a little?" y/n asks, disappointed seeing cassie prepare to take her home.

"maddy invited me out," cassie justifies, reaching for the door handle.

"why do you always leave?"

the sadness in y/n's voice creates a thick silence in the car. cassie stops moving, staring blankly forward.

"y/n, you know this is just... for fun, right?"

"what the hell are you talking about?"

cassie sighs, running her fingers through her hair. she finally looks at y/n, ditching her avoidance of eye contact.

"we can't, like, date," cassie manages to blurt. "doing this with you is fun, but you know i can't do a relationship right now."

"that certainly isn't what you've been implying."

"y/n... i'm not trying to be an asshole. but i've never implied we were going to date. or that we were anything more than friends."

y/n inhales sharply, trying to keep herself composed. she's hurt, and she feels it in every inch of her body.

"i spent the summer with you, at your family's house. your mom cooked dinner for me and told me stories about you as a child. lexi and i became friends. we've kissed in front of them, cass. what do they think we are? what does maddy think we are? she's seen how inseperable we have been this whole time."

cassie sighs, looking away from y/n again. her expression is somewhat cold as tears start to gently flow down y/n's cheeks.

"i told them it's been... casual. they know we've just been hanging out."

"hanging out?" y/n raises her voice slightly, her outrage becoming more and more apparent.

"cassie, this whole time you have been acting like someone who has genuine feelings. genuine interest. you never told me you wanted any of this to be casual. if you did, i wouldn't be here right now."

"what do you mean you wouldn't-"

"i would have protected myself."

cassie is taken aback by that, shuffling restlessly in her seat. "you don't have to protect yourself from me, y/n."

"no, i do, because i've been falling for you and it all has meant nothing to you."

"y/n, that's not true-"

before cassie can finish her sentence, y/n is gathering her belongings, exasperated.

she pulls the door open, hesitating as if she was waiting for cassie to speak.

when she doesn't, y/n steps out of the car, roughly shutting the door behind her.

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i don't argue with girls with big blue eyes... whatever you say gorgeous

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Girl I have no clue 😭😭 my mind is dry as the fucking desert but I will listen to some love songs.. (I blame all the assignments that I have to do they got me using all my brain cells so when night comes all of them drop dead) But anyways how have you been??

trust me my mind is worse 😭 i've been having a hard time with inspiration lately but i have some stuff in the drafts i've been working on!! i'm doing well, just the same old tbh, hbu?

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Lizzieeee drop another hope one shot and my life is yourssssss!!

i willl but what should it be about?

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if you see this send me a request! i'm in the mood to write

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Could you make a Hope Mikaelson x fem reader we’re they celebrate readers birthday it may or my not be my birthday today

a/n: happy birthday honey!! i'm blurbing this so i don't miss your birthday - sorry if it's short :(

hope shuffles through the hallway, tightly gripping the stems of the balloons she was carrying.

she figured that if she got up early enough, she'd be able to decorate her and y/n's bedroom before y/n woke up.

hope can't help but to feel slightly anxious. she knew she had the perfect present, and the decorations were a nice touch - but her greatest fear had always been dissappointing her girlfriend.

finally reaching the door to the room, she hopes that her slippers are enough to muffle her footsteps.

she manages to sneak in, seeing y/n still motionlessly sleeping.

just when she thinks she's in the clear, one of the balloons swings into the corner of the open door and bursts with a loud pop.

shit, hope mouths, turning to face the bed.

y/n rubs the sleep out of her eyes, confusion evident in her expression.

"babe? what was that?" she sleepily croaks, bringing a blush to hope's face. she had always loved the way y/n sounded when she woke up, the rasp in her voice bringing chills to her body.

y/n quickly wakes up when she sees the swarm of balloons hope had attempted to sneak into the room.

she bursts into laughter, and hope can't help but to join her thinking of her own misfortune.

finally releasing her grip on the balloons and allowing them to gingerly float to the ceiling, hope plops down next to y/n in the bed.

she reaches under the mattress, pulling an eloquently wrapped rectangular box out.

"happy birthday," she whispers, resting the box in y/n's lap.

when y/n makes her way through the paper, she can't believe her eyes.

it was a canvas, with a portrait of her on it.

that hope had painted.

y/n recognized the scene instantly - hope had taken inspiration from the previous week, when they had gone on a dinner date.

y/n had noticed hope staring at her deeply that night across the table - as if she was capuring perfect copies of her features.

she had somehow perfectly projected those copies onto the canvas, capturing every detail of y/n's face and upper body.

"hope, this is..."

she's lost for words, deciding to just pull the brunette into a bone-crushing hug.

"it's fucking beautiful."

"because it's a portrait of you," hope retorts, still tightly embraced with y/n.

"no, because of your painting skills," y/n teases, with hope immediately tackling her into the bed. they face each other, their noses centimeters away from touching.

"celebrating you is the easiest thing i've ever done."

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Ahh I'm so sorry I didn't know!! I should've asked lol😭😭

oh no problem i promise! i actually don't even have it written anywhere on my blog so i will do that now lol