#[🌹] ei smut

[unknown-to]

smut, leon s. kennedy x f!reader

Thinking about Leon bullying your pussy with his cock after a tough day. His hips violently hitting yours as he paces in and out of your hole.

Occasionally groaning at the feeling of your soft and tight walls brushing every millimeters of his shaft, catching his breath when your velvet walls perfectly slide over his veins.

His throbbing tip hitting every spot existing inside your cunt at an animalistic speed, throwing your leg over his shoulder as his grip bruises the fuck out of your skin.

The way he fucks you recklessly, your breath mixing with your whines as you reach a weak hand over his toned abs in an attempt to slow him down.

“Leon.. ahh- slow down, please..”

He bends down to hear you better, pressing your thigh between your chest and his while he continues to thrust inside you. Both panting through the squelch noises following every hit of his hips, earning another whine from your parted lips.

“Slow down..”

He kisses your cheek, tracing down your jaw all the way to your neck, gulping through his breath as he slows down.

“Why ? Does it hurt, sweetheart ?”

Leon softly speaks, his low tone echoing under his breath as he stops his thrusts, waiting for you to answer. He wouldn't want to hurt you even if you feel this good around his length.

"it's just.. gonna make me cum so quick if you go that fast, Leon.."

That signature scoff of his, escaping his lips before he raises back up and grips your thigh again, leaving you no place to pull away from his strong hips.

"i don't see any problem you can't handle here.."

As if he would actually give a fuck, as long as it doesn't hurt ?

He quickly resumes his pace, making you jolt when he pulls out and fucks his cock right back into your hole, fucking you at the same reckless pace again.

"cumming twice shouldn’t be a problem for you, would it ?”

And you know damn well stamina isn’t what he lacks.

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oops, i might be going through resident evil 4 remake.. the plot is really too good

Leon is really making me feel some type of ways, can't deny

i'm posting this really fast again.. so maybe i’ll end up rewriting it.. but here you are, enjoy (:

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©unknown-to. please do not copy/translate/use as your own.

[milfjuulpod]

Caught In 4K

req: yes

Melissa and fellow teacher keeping their relationship a secret and someone finding out because of pictures that were sent to Barbara and someone looking at Barbara’s phone

warnings: slightly NSFW but no smut

A/N: thank you for sending this in! my requests are still open :) i’ve seen a handful of fics with a similar plot, so i tried to make it a little different. anyways! enjoy 🌹

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      “God, Melissa,” You quietly whimpered. “I barely touched you baby,” Melissa responded, trying to hide her smile as she stood behind you in the mirror. Her left hand was occupying itself by running her fingers up and down your arm, the other hand tightly gripping her phone. “You don’t have to do much, you know that,” you admitted to your girlfriend. It was true, all Melissa had to do was look at you and you were a puddle. 

      To be fair, the feeling was mutual. One good look at you, and Melissa was drooling like a dog. Ever since the day she met you, she knew you would be hers, she was going to make sure of it—and make sure she did. After a few months at Abbott, Melissa had invited you to a movie at hers, which was really a ploy for dinner. She had decorated her entire back porch, with a set table and fairy lights. You often reminisce about that first real date with her. Since then, the two of you have been inseparable. 

        Melissa began planting kisses on your jaw and down your neck. “You look so pretty my sweet girl,” she said in between love bites. Her left hand went from your arm into your own hand, letting you grip her tightly for support as you felt your knees go weak. “Is-Is that why you have your phone out?” You asked breathlessly. “Yeah, y’know I have that trip coming up soon, I’m gonna miss you.” Melissa said. She pulled her phone up closer to the mirror. “May I?” You nodded, and let Melissa run her hands all over your body while she took photos. 

        The following morning, as you got ready for work, you noticed all of the red and purple marks on you. “Melissa!” You shouted from the bathroom. She, of course, came running in. “Jesus, what? What is it?” She frantically asked, looking at you and around the room for clues as to why you would scream like that. “Look at me!” You exclaimed, although the smile on your face let your girlfriend know you weren’t that mad. Melissa put her hands on your hips and turned your body to face her. Her eyes grew wide as she noticed how many marks were on you. Red and purple painted your chest, all the way up your neck. 

        “I’m gonna have to wear a turtleneck, and it’s almost summer. Do you know how ridiculous I’m going to look?” You asked her, tone full of attitude. Melissa offered her condolences with a sweet kiss to your lips. “You’ll look fine, hon. Sorry about the mess but, I leave tonight. I had to get in as much as I could.”

       Dressed in your best attire (which unfortunately did include the turtleneck), Melissa and you headed out the door into your seperate cars. Even though it had already been a few months, neither one of you were entirely ready to announce such a thing to your overly-involved coworkers. You liked being in your little love bubble, and so did she. You let Melissa walk in the building first, and gave her enough time to settle while you sat in your own car and did a few touch ups in the mirror. After a few minutes, it was your turn. 

       Just as you were walking into the break room, all eyes turned to you. “Oh my god, you’ll never guess what we saw on Barbara’s phone,” Janine whispered to you as she dragged you by the arm to her table. “Melissa sent some spicy pics to Barb by accident. Well, I hope on accident. Oh my god, you don’t think-” Jacob’s snowball of a thought was interrupted by Melissa coming behind you and grabbing your hand. Without a word, she pulled you from their table to hers, and eyed Barbara’s phone. The phone, was sat face up, brightness all the way up, and pictures of you in Melissa’s mirror were on the screen. Your eyes went wide as you quickly turned it off and scooted closer to Melissa. 

         “What the hell? First you mark me like a territorial dog, and now this? What? What is happening? Did she see?” It was your turn to snowball, cheeks heating up at the thought of your coworkers seeing that photo. 

       “THAT’S YOU?” Jacob yelled, turning the screen to you. You were so focused on figuring out what happened, you didn’t notice Jacob walk up behind the two of you and grab the phone again. Before you could answer, Barbara came back into the room, snatching her phone out of Jacob’s hand. As she took a glance at her screen, you and Melissa covered your faces out of embarrassment. The redhead finally said something as she watched her friend unlock her phone. “Barb, I am so sorry. I meant to send you the pictures from the flea market but I wasn’t paying attention and-”

       “Oh sweet Jesus Melissa Schemmenti! Why do you even have those? Who-” Barbara stopped herself as her eyes landed on you. “You have got to be kidding me,” was all she said as she shook her head in disbelief. She handed her phone to the two of you and muttered ‘take care of it’ as she walked to the coffee maker. 

       You let Melissa do it, and stood up to leave. Of course, your plans were derailed. “So, details!” Janine said as her and Jacob surrounded you. “Details? What details?” You heard the principal’s voice as you spun around to greet her. “Melissa and this one have been hooking up,” Jacob answered, not giving you the slightest chance to explain yourself. You sighed in defeat, and looked at Melissa who was mouthing ‘sorry.’

      “Duh. What else is new? Any other details?” Ava said as she quickly became uninterested in the conversation. “Hold on, what do you mean?” Melissa finally joined in. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re not nice to anyone but her, and you,” Ava turned to face you again. “You look at her like she made the world with her own two hands. It’s ridiculous. Lemme see those photos though,” She reached her hand out, but thankfully Melissa pulled back just in time. “Absolutely not.” She barked. 

       “You know I never said it was me,” you tried to cover this all up. “Oh really? So these hickies you got all over you are just a coincidence?” Ava gestured to your neck as she finished unrolling your turtleneck. “How did you- You know what,” You stuttered through responses as you pulled your sweater back up and walked back to Melissa’s table. “Well it is her. So if everyone could stop talking about the photos of my girlfriend and the  hickies on my girlfriend, that would be great.” Melissa said, the end of her sentence quieted by the sound of her pulling your chair closer to hers. 

        “They finally did it!” Ava cheered, just as Gregory was coming in as well. “Did what?” He joined in. As Ava explained everything that just happened, Gregory just shrugged his shoulders and continued walking to the fridge. “I already knew that. Saw them making out in a closet on parent teacher night,” he said, without even looking up. “On school grounds? Y’all nasty,” Ava said, taking that as her cue to leave. 

       Thankfully, after a few minutes, the teachers of Abbott found something else to occupy themselves, and you and Melissa were back inside your love bubble. “I’m really sorry baby, I promise you that was an accident and I certainly didn’t mean for them to see,” Melissa quietly apologized to you. You took her hand in yours and squeezed it gently. “It’s okay, it was gonna come out one way or another. At least I look good in those,” you laughed. Melissa rolled her eyes, but you knew she was teasing. Your heart softened as she leaned her head on your shoulder. Even though this wasn’t how the two of you planned to come out, you were happy to be able to have moments like this with her, without having to worry. 

[babygorewhore]

Blonde Angel Baby. Kyle Spencer smut.

Warnings! Blood. Oral! Male receiving. Praise kink! I love Kyle and you all loved my last Kyle post. This is written for @frankenkyle19 🌹🌹

Kyle was sitting with his iPad on your bed as you rotated the glass jars as practice. You concentrated as you moved the objects with your mind. You set the objects down and smiled to yourself. But then a noise crashed behind you and you jerked around.

Kyle was holding onto one of the glass photographs you had, his palms bleeding. He looked at you wide eyed. He had accidentally broke it. He stood, rigidly and started hitting himself in the bed. “No! Bad! I-so stupid!” You rushed to him quickly, taking his hands and gently putting them down.

“No, Kyle. You’re not stupid. It was an accident.” You said to him, patiently as tears came into his eyes. “You didn’t mean too.” You cupped his cheek and pressed a sweet kiss to it.

His shoulders slumped as he tilted forward, resting his head in the crook of your neck. “Stupid.” He repeated and you wrapped your arms around his wide shoulders.

“No, Angel baby. You’re not stupid. Come on…let’s get you cleaned up.” You guided him to your bathroom, your bedroom large enough at the school. You sat him down on the edge of the bathtub.

“This may sting a little.” You warned him as you dabbed his wound with the saline. He winced and you kissed his forehead. “It’s okay. I’m right here, baby.” You told him as he relaxed.

You wrapped his hand with gauze and smiled at him as he shut his eyes seconds ago at your care. He opened them and looked at you with wonder. He did everything with you. He followed you like a lost puppy as he assisted you and the other witches. He meant everything to you.

“Kyle…you’re so tense.” You cooed at him, massaging his back as you stood in front of him. Your breasts directly in his face. He sighed contentedly. Your fingers trailed down his shirt, finally finding his belt. “I think you need to relax. Don’t you think? Do you want me to make you feel good?” You asked him, fluttering your lashes.

Kyle swallowed thickly before nodded. “Y-please?” He begged and you fell to your knees. You pulled down his jeans and boxers.

His heavy cock sprung free. He looked at you with wide eyes as you stroked his tip with your thumb. He shivered at your cold hand. You leaned forward and ran your tongue along the length, causing him to shake. You traced your tongue along him, and then wrapped your lips around the tip, sucking him softly.

Kyle grunted, his stomach contracted from your mouth on him. His hands found your hair and he pulled a little too hard. But you liked it. Your eyes rolled back as you continued sucking, bobbing your head up and down his cock as your knees kept to the floor.

He thrusted his hips into your mouth, holding onto your hair as you swirled your tongue around his shaft, he kept hardening impossibly and he moaned and whimpered. The sounds angelic and desperate as he reached his peak.

“Cum-coming.” He whispered as he spilled into your mouth. The sticky substance coating your mouth and tongue. You gently wiped your mouth and stood up.

“Is that better, baby?” You asked him and he nodded shyly before nuzzling his face into your stomach.

His arms wrapped around your waist as he held you close to him. He never wanted to let go. And you never wanted to let go of your blonde angel.

[geniousbh]

oii

só queria dizer que estou até hoje com a mente zaralhada pelos danos que aquele seu smut com o pipe e o simón me causaram e agora meu pobre cerebinho so pensa em um outro cenário em que os dois voltam transtornados de um jogo que o river perdeu precisando aliviar a tensão só que dessa vez o simón não tá com muita paciência pro pipe que sempre é fominha e chega afoito na lobinha primeiro e daí pra frente é só testosterona em níveis estratosfericos briga de ego e a real winner eh a lobinha que levou macetada dos dois ao mesmo tempo a noite toda

ooii😚😚 serei curta e grossa MDNI

a essa altura do campeonato o simón e o pipe já são irmãos de consideração, até tão dividindo apartamento. e como bons irmãos, eles brigam por besteira como tal. então depois que o river perde eles ficam fulos, até discutem no caminho de casa, mas você manda uma mensagem despretenciosa pro pipecito (mentira, despretenciosa o escambau vc ESPEROU pra ver o resultado do jogo, e ai mandou um "oi lindo, fazendo?") o que te levou a ter um uber na sua porta vinte min. dps - que ele quem pagou.

e eles te cozinham como sempre, cê chega lá, tem bebidinha, amendoimzinho, coisa e tal, mas o que o felipe não espera é que o simón vai atacar primeiro. o hempe todo cheio de gracinha, falando do seu perfume novo, enrolando uma mecha do seu cabelo no indicador e VRAU, a boca dele no seu pescoço já beijando e lambendo enquanto a mão faz um carinho na sua coxa interna exposta porque vc escolheu ir com uma micro saia.

a partir disso é uma guerrinha, o otaño fica tão enciumado que não te dá tempo de raciocinar antes de tomar sua boquinha num beijo afoito, e ele fica ainda mais quando você começa a gemer igual uma puta pq o hempe desceu um pouquinho e tá mamando um dos seus biquinhos. vai estalar a língua e querer te fazer gemer mais, por isso se coloca entre as suas pernas pra te chupar a bct. "você não se aguenta, 'né felipe?", simón diz num tom zombeteiro, "nem era pra você estar na sala cara, quem chamou ela fui eu", "como se só vc fosse ser suficiente pra ela" o moreno alfineta mesmo, dá de ombros, "cala a boca". EIS que você, mesmo já toda xoxinha tesudinha e com o rosto corado dá uma sugestão, abrindo bastante as pernas e levando os dedinhos até o sexo que pulsa doídamente. abre os labiozinhos e morde a boquinha antes de dizer que tem espaço pros dois.

é assim que você acaba com o rosto de ambos entre as suas pernas, um sugando o pontinho e o outro linguando a entradinha apertada, competindo pra ver quem te deixa mais coisadinha.

uma terça feira repleta de bençãos pra vc, anoni😋🌹mwah

[nut4shuri]

Request ♡♡ : Can you do a cheater Shuri x Reader 🙈, So im thinking reader comes into Shuris lab to kiss her goodnight or something just to find Riri yes RIRI on a lab table legs spread apart while Shuri is in between her giving her head and shocked reader decides to just slide back out without Riri & Shuri knowing reader was ever there and reader being upset and tired she decides to leave Shuri but she can't just get up & go, so she just packs a small bag waiting for the right time to leave & when she finally finds that time she skedados to go stay at her childhood best friend house, 1-2 months passes and reader decides to go out to have fun, drink & get drunk ( and also to get Shuri off readers mind ) and while out she ended up bumping into Shuri & Riri. Btw you can change it up,add sexual action or fighting or whatever you what, also your writes are the best you always got my feet kicking from left to right 🤭.

slight (18+)

Shuri x Reader

⚠️Provocative Language,Smut,Mentions Of Drinking,Smoking,And Other Drugs,Commiting⚠️

ps,IM BACKKKKK!!😘😘

I love yall so much,and the support yall have given my writings is immaculate and i love yall and again THANK YOU🌹

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Slipping out of the cold shower i slipped on my pajamas and fluffy bear slippers shivering as the cold air hit my skin.

shuri was working late tonight in the lab, again.She had been working late in the lab more than once this week,and last week,and the week before that,and before. But didn't think to hard on it because that was just shuri. She was hardworking and dedicated and I never wanted to distract her from making wakanda better.

Since her mom's passing,she's changed a lot towards me. She was normally smiley and widely,shop caressed me daily,kisses and hugs and all her love was all she knew for me. Now she's cold,quiet and barely says "I love you". But i knew deep down she was going through something.

Around every night at 9 I would go kiss her goodnight,but this night I was behind schedule which made me end up having to come at a later time than usual,so i ended up leaving at 12.

When I neared the call hallway I heard faint moans inside the lab as I walked closer to the door.

At first I stood and didn't move,My adrenaline rushed,maybe someone was inside of here,you weren't sure of what to do.

I told myself over and over to just leave, and ask shuri about it in the morning but that would be stupid, My curiosity took ahold as I opened the door,silently.

Luckily the A.I system was down so Griot didn't annoce someones arrival to the lab.

Your tiptoed hastily around the lab and walked over to shuri's desk.

As you neared you peeped around the corner only to hear riri's voice.

"fuck shuri- right their" she moaned.

Shuri? You said to youself.

"please god.." you whispered to yourself silently. You wanted nothing more than to pop up and rase hell but you grew,you where a better person now,you could've whooped her ass,ruined her lab and all her inventions, but would that change anything?

You watched teary eyed as shuri sat in between her legs Lapping at her folds her face deep down moving back and fourth at a fast pace.

Tears fled your eyes as you crotched down rushing to make your way out of the lab when you did you bursted out in tears.

Hitting the wall your breath hitched as you slid down the wall,you couldn't feel,you could barley breath,you where so angry,but so heart broken.

All of a sudden you felt noxious and needed to throw up you quickly pulled yourself together.

Running down the hall into your room you rushed to the bath room throwing yourself in front of the toilet,ass tears ran down your face.

Hours past as you sat on the floor in the bathroom,your eyes where red and your cheeks where flushed,you decided to pull yourself together and get up.

Tears ran down your face as you angrily grabbed your duffle bag from the closet.

You heard voices as you quickly tried to clean your face.

"Hey " you heard shuri's voice as you watched her walk into the room,slumped. She was sweaty and her breathing was heavy.You turned from her whipping your tears as you rushed over to help her get undressed.

"Hi baby"you said while taking off her shoes.

"Hey- why where you packing a bag?"

"Oh nothing that was just me unpacking from our last trip" you said as a tear ran down your eye you quickly whipped them,looking at the floor.

After taking her shoes of you rushed to make her bath water and prepare her dinner.

While making her dinner you contemplated a lot of things, poisoning her,crushing glass and putting it inside of the food,shooting her,stabbing her....but you couldn't bring yourself to do anything.

You loved this woman with all your heart and even with all the hurt she cause you you couldn't hurt her back the same way,your heat just wasnt made that way.

So you decided to leave,you decided to take some of your things and live with your best friend till you got on your feer.

All while you had an apartment but you knew shuri knew where that was,just like your old job you couldn't return because shuri knew your whole life for gods sack. You where the Queen of Wakanda Wife. And you everyone knew who you where.

You planned to hide out for a couple of months,maybe years,maybe forever.

~

Life had moved on slowly,you felt like you couldn't get over her,you cried every night,doing drugs,drinking,anything to get her off your mind,but one day you decided to go to rehab,or more like your friend made you.

It took years,and a lot of tears but you did it. You started going back to medical school and stayed with your best friend for a while luckily you werent flat out broke,you still had money from before you left.

"y/n.." Your friend spoke as she walked into the living room and looked down at your book as you studied.

"Yes?"

"We should go out" you sighed standing picking up your books.

"I cant i have a lot of work to do."

"Y/n PLEASE you never go out.."

"And thats the way i like it." You said grabbing your book

"Not even for me" you stopped Walking and huffed.

"If i go just this one time , you'll leave me alone?"

She didn't say anything for a minute then smiled "sure."

~

Stepping out of your friends vehicle, you stumbled over a bit trying to regain the feeling in your feet as the heels you wore where very painful.

You had decided on wearing some black leather pants and and a cropped white like beater tank top and some heels.

Curling your hair and placing some jewelry and light makeup on.

(out fit inspo)

Sighing as your heels clicked against the concrete you made your way up to the club with your friend holding your hand tightly.

She smiled cheesing at the body gaurd and he smiled then turned to you,his eyes widened and he quickly stepped aside.

Loud music rang through your ears as you stepped inside the club, strippers danced on pools and money was thrown everywhere.

Your friend held your hands as she walked you up the stairs to a small crowded section like tarus with people around it.

You tried your best to squeeze trough the crowd but felt your friend let your hand go.

You sighed annoyed before just walking to the edge of the tarus and tapped lightly at your phone looking over to grab a drink from the tray.

Maybe you had reached back to the tray to get another drink before you realised you had already downed the whole tray.

All of a sudden all of your emotions started flooding back,that night you caught shuri,the loss,your feelings,your hatred for her,your love and compassion for her the way you longed and lusted for her..it all came back as you placed your phone in your purse before, you pushed past people before you heard a voice.

"Omg Y/N!"

Turning around you where face to face with riri,she had a bright smile on her face as she wrapped her arms around you and you didnt bother to hug her back and just gave her a glare

She looked confused snd disappointed.

"Y/n- why are you"she began to speak as you just bumped past her and walked down the stairs.

She followed close behind till you where on the floor by the bar.

"Can i get a shot of something,anything." You said as the man quickly handed you it and you downed the shot quickly.

"Y/n why are you being like this? After all we should be upset. You abandoned wakanda when we needed you.

She stopped for a second then continued..

Your selfish and you didn't deserve Shuri,she worked so hard for you and you never cared. You only cared about your needs and wants even thought she had lost everybody."

You couldn't believe what she was saying. She was supposed to be your friend but she backhanded you and slept with your girlfriend behind your back. She couldn't even be real about the shit she was saying because she didn't know what she was Talking about.

You sat their for a minute before sitting your purse down and turned to riri.

"Im selfish? You where supposed to be my friend,but your not shit but a snake ass bitch. You knew all the shit that i was going through with shuri, you knew how much i loved her. I even cried on your shoulder and explained everything to you. How she treated me even when i tried to love her,how i stuck with her when tchalla passedand her mom. How i gave up MY LIFE. MY HOPES. MY DREAMS ALL TO MAKE HER HAPPY. You slept with her knowing the pain it would bring me. Im selfish but you bitches couldnt keep it real for shit. It woulda been nice for her to just say "this is not for me y/n" but no. She kept leading me on making me think i still had a chance to fix it when it was already oover." You stoped for a minute and walked closer to riri getting into her face. Tears screamed down you eye's.

"Fuck you, i never abandoned any thing that wasn't mines. You abandoned me when i needed you though. When i was at my lowest and i was ready to end it all you where sleeping with my girlfriend behind my back." You said and stepped back bumping into something causing you to turn around and come face to face with shuri.

Her eyes where teary and she looked tired,she had bags under hear eyes and her eyes where red and blood shot.

"Y/n"she said in a cracked voice.

You bagged away.

"Shuri."

"Y/n please come home..i-i- im so sorry."she begged and pleaded with you as you turned to grab your purse,she grabbed your arm.

"Shuri stop." You said and pulled her off of you.

"Please,i need y-you.."

You pushed her off you harshly causing her to stumble back and bump into riri.

"And i needed you." You said looking up placing the cash on the counter.

Walking up to shuri you raised your hand swinging it placing a hard smack to her face.

"Pull yourself together. its over we're done,but i will never stop loving you,but what you did to me was unforgivable." You said as she looked down at the floor and looked at Okoye as she stood behind both with her arms cross and a sad smile.

You walked over to her hugging her and she mouthed "im so sorry"

You began to walk out the club when you heard a loud bang hit the floor.

"THAT'S FOR SLEEPING WITH MY BESTFRIENDS WIFE YOU BITCH!!" You heard your best friend yell as you pecked back past the crowd to see riri on the ground as your friend dragged her by the hair laying multiple punches on her face.

Your jaw dropped as you raced over grabbing her and pulling her off,smirking a little you rushed her out the club.

As you both rode home the car was silent till she looked over at you and you both bursted out in laughs.

"You know you didn't have to do that right"

"I know,i wanted to tho."

......

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[strawberryrosess]

Betrayal with a glimmer of light

Felix Catton x Oliver Quick

18+

Warnings: brief mention of smut, drinking, drugs, swearing, homophobic thoughts, toxic relationship

Summary: A take on what could have happened that night in the maze.

A/N You can also read this fic on A03! I hope you guys enjoy! :) 🍓🌹

Felix felt captivated the moment he caught Oliver gazing at him through his dorm window. Felix caught his eye by accident across the courtyard and the moment he saw those big blue eyes, Felix knew he needed to know the owner. But he didn’t approach Oliver right away, no, he studied the other boy. He would sit with Farleigh in the library and watch Oliver out of the corner of his eye, Felix would sometimes catch Oliver gazing at him. Of course the younger one would always look away the moment their eyes met, embarrassed about being caught staring. And then Felix’s chance to finally make his move came. By whatever grace of god, Felix’s bike had a flat tire and Oliver happened to be riding past him and saw his distress. Honestly Felix could have cared less about missing his tutorial, but the moment Oliver offered for Felix to take his bike he knew he couldn’t pass up the opportunity.

Most people wouldn’t have shown Felix that level of kindness, they mostly just wanted to get close for his title or his money. But Oliver was in it for actual friendship, and nothing more. No strings attached. He finally got to know the owner of those gorgeous blue eyes. From then on, Felix invited Oliver to hang out with him and his friends whenever they went to the pub or the dance club. Farleigh of course thought Felix had other motives, and Oliver was just the newest toy in a long line of forgotten ones. Felix hated that Farleigh couldn’t see that this one was different, Felix actually liked Oliver and he liked hanging out with him. Felix was obsessed with Oliver, he would do his best to spend every waking moment with the boy. Oliver didn't seem to mind, he seemed happy to just have someone to spend time with. That day when Oliver showed up crying at Felix’s dorm room, was the first time that Felix started to feel something that wasn’t friendship, but more.

Felix invited Oliver to Saltburn for the summer in hopes of turning their friendship into something more. He also genuinely felt bad for the younger boy, after hearing about his parents and how his father had passed. Felix was excited to spend the summer with his friend, but of course Venetia had to get in the way. However, Oliver surprisingly shut that down fast and Felix was delighted to have his favorite friend back beside him.

That summer was Felix’s favorite summer in a long time, he actually enjoyed being back at his family home. Felix’s feelings for Oliver grew stronger every day, and it didn’t help that the blue eyed boy was so damn nice and kind. That just made Felix fall harder, seeing how kind Oliver was to all the staff at Saltburn. They would sit by the pond and read together, or swim, just mundane normal things but they meant the world to Felix. He admired everything about Oliver. Felix also knew that Oliver was watching him that night in the bathtub, if only Oliver knew that it was him Felix was thinking about. Felix wanted nothing more than to confess his feelings and kiss Oliver passionately, and though he was completely obsessed with the blue eyed boy, Felix didn’t want to ruin what they had. Their friendship meant something to Felix and he held that close to him.

Unfortunately Felix saw something he shouldn’t have and slowly things started to unravel.

It was nearing Oliver's birthday and Felix was just mindlessly wandering around the large house when he came across Oliver's phone in the dining room. Coincidentally it was ringing when Felix found it, and he was a little too curious for his own good so he answered it. It was Oliver’s mother, sounding very concerned on the phone, wondering where her son had been all summer. Felix was confused by some of what she had to say, but he reassured her that Oliver was fine. That was when Felix decided to devise a plan to go and visit Oliver's mum for his birthday, since it seemed very important to her. The morning of his favorite friend's birthday, Felix told him to dress nice, as he was going to surprise him. Oliver kept demanding to know where they were going, but Felix refused to give in. It wasn’t until Oliver saw the “Prescott” sign and the completely panicked look that followed, that Felix started to grow a little suspicious.

In the span of 30 seconds, everything about their friendship fell apart. Oliver’s parents weren’t raging drug addicts living in squalor, they were normal people living in a nice suburban neighborhood. And Oliver’s father was most definitely alive, since Felix spent most of the afternoon talking to him. Felix kept glancing over at Oliver, and he looked as if he was waiting for the floor to swallow him. The drive home was the worst part, Oliver tried pleading with Felix, but he just ignored Oliver. He stared straight ahead at the road with a death grip on the steering wheel. Felix had no idea how to feel about anything, Oliver had lied about everything and Felix wondered if any of their friendship was actually true. He started to question everything that had happened over the summer, and he started to feel guilty and embarrassed for becoming so obsessed with Oliver, only to find out it was all fake.

Once they had returned to Saltburn, Oliver once again tried pleading with Felix. Trying to salvage what was left in the wreckage of their friendship. Felix just pushed him away and hid in his room before the party. He felt stupid for crying over Oliver, and he felt stupid for crying over his romantic feelings for Oliver. Felix felt stupid for becoming so obsessed with Oliver. Despite what had happened, Felix wanted nothing more than to forgive Oliver, and go on as if nothing had ever happened. But he knew he couldn’t do that, he had to at least try and get over Oliver, hopefully before the new school year. However that was going to be extremely hard at the moment with Oliver living at Saltburn. Felix spent most of the party hiding in one of the large bathrooms in the house, talking, drinking and doing a line or two with his friends. Oliver did try to approach him, but Felix quickly shooed him away. He wasn’t about to potentially spill his and Oliver’s guts in front of his posh friends. They didn’t even know Felix secretly liked guys more than women.

Felix always knew he was different from other guys. He would catch himself staring at other guys' asses for a little longer than he should have. He also couldn’t relate to his guy friend's sexual conquest because Felix didn’t feel the same sexual drive for women as they did. Sure he had been with plenty of women and knew how to pleasure them, but he mostly did it to blend in and hide the fact that he liked guys. Felix worried what his family might think if they ever found out, he knew Venetia and his mother probably wouldn’t have an issue with it but he couldn’t say the same about his father.

And that’s how he found himself here, in the center of the hedge maze with his dick in a girl he barely knew, but alcohol made him do stupid things. Not that the girl was stupid, but him fucking her in the middle of a hedge maze was stupid. part of him wished it was a certain blue eyed man instead of the girl, but Felix knew that was unreasonable, right?

Felix was so mad at Oliver for lying about his life, but he was also mad at himself for becoming so attached and so obsessed. Usually Felix would be cautious with his friends, especially newer friends because sometimes people just wanted to use him. But Felix could tell that Oliver wasn't a threat and just a nice guy and it was really easy for Felix to become completely and utterly obsessed with the boy. Felix liked the idea of someone relying on him for everything. He specifically requested their rooms be just a bathroom apart so he could stay close to Oliver. There was something so fascinating to Felix about Oliver. He was so knowledgeable about the most random things and found any book interesting. Felix could listen to Oliver talk forever about anything. Which is why it hurt so much to find out that Oliver lied about everything, because Felix realized he was just like the rest. One thing Felix didn't know was why, why did Oliver lie about everything?

Felix heard Oliver's harsh irish accent behind him and he let go of the girl.

"Fuckin' hell, Ollie." Felix grumbled, turning around to face the shorter man. The nickname slipped out habitually, only this time it felt foreign on Felix's tongue. The girl mumbled some mean words under her breath before finding her way out of the maze. Felix took a deep breath and held the air in his lungs for a moment before letting it go. The cold night air felt nice against his warm skin, the alcohol making his body temperature slightly higher. Oliver stumbled towards Felix, stopping right in front of him. Felix gazed into those big blue eyes and his heart tightened and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He could smell the alcohol on the younger man's breath, both of them slightly inebriated.

"Why? Why did you lie, Oliver?" Felix asked, leaning back against the concrete pillar behind him. Oliver opened his mouth a few times to say something, but the words never came. Felix scoffed and rolled his eyes, he decided to keep talking.

"I trusted you Ollie! I told you private personal things, and I invited you into my home. I even felt bad for you when you told me about your father, only to find out it was all a lie." Felix exclaimed, avoiding the piercing blue gaze below him. Felix wanted to cry and scream at Oliver, but he also wanted to fuck the shit out of him right here.

"I just wanted to be your friend." Oliver mumbled quietly. Felix felt like the air around him stopped coming, and his breath got caught in his lungs. He honestly wasn't sure what to think of Oliver's words. A lot of people wanted to be friends with Felix, it was a byproduct of coming from a filthy rich family, and most of them wanted to be friends with him for his money or title. But Oliver's motives shook Felix, almost no one wanted to become friends with Felix just to be friends. It made Felix want to forgive Oliver for lying about his life, but Felix knew he couldn’t just ignore it. He finally looked into those stunning blue eyes to find them looking back at him, desperately trying to read Felix’s expression. Oliver seemed impossibly close to Felix, he could feel his body heat and smell the alcohol on Oliver's breath.

“Screw it” Felix thought and grabbed Oliver face, pulling him up a little bit and pressed his lips to Olivers. Oliver was tense at first, but he quickly relaxed into the kiss. Felix ran his tongue over Oliver's bottom lip and bit it softly before pulling away. They gazed into each other's eyes, speechless for the moment.

“Does this mean you forgive me?” Oliver asked, breaking the thick silence that had fallen over the maze.

“Not quite.” Felix said with a slight smirk, and Oliver felt butterflies in his stomach at the lust in Felix’ eyes.

Felix knew their relationship was toxic and part of him was still skeptical of Oliver but at that moment he didn’t care. His obsession with the younger man was too deep for him to just leave it alone, and he had finally gotten what he had waited all school year and all summer for, a kiss from the man he was completely and utterly obsessed and in love with.

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Mine

Book: Open Heart, Book 2 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: Explicit Warning: 🔥NSFW, ⛔18+ Only, contains explicit sexual content Category: Fluff, Smut Word count: 2.1K Prompt: Inspired by this prompt from @liaromancewriter

The nurses’ station was buzzing with activity. Behind the desk, nurses were busy answering patient call buttons. A pair of interns were at the counter, tapping lab orders into their tablets. Across from them, Ethan was poring over a stack of files.

“Hi Maureen, what’s up?” Sawyer asked, responding to the page she received a few minutes ago. “Wow, those are beautiful. Are they for a patient?” she gushed, nodding to a giant bouquet of at least two dozen red roses. 

“They’re for you, Dr. Brooks,” Maureen responded. “That’s why I paged you.” 

“For me? Really?” An uncontrollable smile spread across Sawyer’s face as she scooted over to the vase and reached for the card. 

Ethan's gaze met hers as she lifted her eyes. Still wearing a giddy smile, she subtly nodded her head accepting his invitation. He winked back. 

Maureen suddenly popped up in front of her, trying to get a peek of the card. “Soooo, who are they from?”

“Oh, um…” Sawyer quickly tucked the card back into the envelope, trying to think of a response. The worst part about being in a secret relationship was having to lie to keep your secret safe. It made her feel icky, so she always tried to spin the truth instead. “They’re from someone I started dating recently.”

“Anyone we would know?” the nosy nurse pressed further.

“Uh-”

“Brooks! Where are the discharge orders for Mr. Cruz? I don’t see them in his file,” Ethan called across to her, making her jump. 

“Oh, I… I must have left them in the DT office. I'll put these away and grab them for you, Dr. Ramsey.”

Sawyer played along, returning the wide-eyed look on Maureen’s face that said, “Oh boy, he’s in a mood.” 

Sweeping the vase off the counter, Sawyer cast another glance in Ethan’s direction, giving him an appreciative smile for the quick save.

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A luxury town car dropped her off in front of Ethan’s building the following night.

Sawyer knocked gently on his door. “Coming!” she heard from inside, and a moment later, Ethan answered. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and a kitchen towel was draped over his shoulder. He gestured for her to come in, then helped her with her coat, hanging it on a nearby hook. When he turned back to her, Sawyer wrapped her arms around his waist, tipping her head back to meet his eyes. “Hi.” 

Ethan wrapped his arms around her, lowering his head to meet her lips in a sweet, welcoming kiss. “Hi.”

“It smells delicious. What are you making for us tonight, Chef Ramsey?”

“Georgian chicken. Since you didn’t get to try it last time,” he said, guiding her to the kitchen. 

Soft music played throughout the penthouse. The living room was dim save for the warm glow cast from the crackling logs in the fireplace. The dining table was set for two, decorated with rose petals and flickering tapers set in coordinating candlesticks.  

“Do you want some wine?” Ethan asked, pulling her attention back to the activity in the kitchen. 

“Please.” Sawyer pushed up her sleeves. “Okay, put me to work, Chef. Give me a bowl of butter and I’ll give this chicken the best massage of their life. Or rather afterlife?” she giggled. 

Ethan chuckled. “Chicken’s already in the oven. I just need to saute the asparagus.” 

The pan sizzled as he tossed the vegetables in. He turned them over one-handed, letting Sawyer curl into his other side. With one arm around his back, her other hand drifted up the front of his thigh until she was cupping his crotch. “I guess I’ll just have to put my skills to use elsewhere,” she purred.

“Oh no, you don’t,” he warned, dropping the tongs on the counter. Gripping her waist, he picked her up, turned around, and set her atop the kitchen island. He handed her a wine glass and kissed her forehead. “If you touch me like that, we won’t be eating dinner anytime soon. So you’re going to stay right here until the food is ready. Got it?”  

“Fine,” she pouted, taking a sip of her wine. “This chicken better be worth it.”

An hour later, Sawyer had cleaned her plate and set her fork down. “That was so worth it.” She stood and moved around to Ethan’s side of the table. He scooted back to let her sit on his lap. “Thank you,” she whispered, giving him a tender kiss. She tucked her head into the crook of his neck and laced her fingers with his. She fell into a lovely trance, watching the dancing candle flames as Ethan rubbed her back. “Mmm, that feels good,” she murmured. 

Ethan kissed the top of her head, then encouraged her to stand. Squeezing her hand, he said, “I’ll be right back. Do me a favor and pour us each another a glass of wine?” Then he disappeared down the hall into his bedroom.

Sawyer poured the wine, then made herself useful, carrying their dirty plates to the kitchen sink. She had just put the leftovers away when Ethan returned. 

“What are you doing?” he asked, grabbing the glasses of wine from the dining table.

“Just helping clean up,” she answered.

“Leave it,” he insisted. He tilted his head toward the bedroom. “Follow me.”  

When Sawyer stepped into his room, she found a trail of rose petals leading to the en suite. The bathroom was dark, save for the candles glowing around the rim of the tub. More rose petals, hundreds of them, floated on the surface of the steamy water. A fragrant aroma of roses and jasmine filled the air.

Ethan set the wine glasses down next to the tub. “Come here,” he said, reaching out his hand. 

Sawyer took it and let him pull her close. “I’ve been wanting to do this with you for a long time,” she confessed.

“Me too.” He lifted her shirt over her head and placed it on the counter. Reaching around her back, he unfastened her bra. Curling a finger under each of the shoulder straps, he carefully pulled it away and set it on top of her shirt. 

Ethan’s knuckle traced around the pink centers of her breasts while Sawyer unbuttoned his shirt, then his jeans. She unzipped him, then took the sides of his shirt in her hands and peeled it away. 

After removing their shoes and socks, Ethan slowly spun Sawyer around, pressing his warm chest against her back. His hands slid under her arms, finding and loosening the button of her pants. Moving to his knees, he tugged the waistband of both her jeans and panties downward, helping her step out of each leg. As he returned to his feet, he kissed the back of her thighs, her ass, then her shoulders. 

Sawyer turned to face him and returned the favor. She pushed his pants and underwear to the floor, letting his erection slide between the valley of her breasts as she rose. Ethan grabbed the sides of her face and crashed his lips onto hers. “Do you have any idea how goddamn sexy you are?” 

He stepped into the bath and sat down. Extending his hand to Sawyer, he helped her step safely into the water. Standing before him naked, Ethan admired her body. His eyes trailed from her cherry-painted lips, to her plump breasts, to her smooth sex. He leaned forward and kissed the lines of her hips, then the mound below her belly button. “You’re so beautiful.”

Sawyer lowered herself into the water, positioning herself between his bent knees. She leaned back and melted into his embrace. The warmth of the water, and the feel of his skin against hers, was a comfort like no other. 

“I could get used to this,” she said softly, running her hands through the blanket of flower petals floating on the water’s surface.

“So could I,” Ethan agreed, sipping on his wine. 

After a few more minutes of blissful calm, Ethan set his glass aside and reached for a sponge. He dipped it in the water, then gently nudged Sawyer forward, swiping her hair to the side. The sponge moved up and down her back, then the length of her neck, and across her shoulder before traveling down her arm. Ethan dragged it across her collar bone, then after another dip under the surface, he squeezed a stream of warm water directly over each of her breasts. Her nipples hardened in response. 

When she arched her back begging for more, Ethan tossed the sponge to the other end of the tub. He pulled Sawyer back onto his lap, clamping his mouth to her neck as he reached between her legs. Her head fell back on his shoulder, and she moaned as his fingers stroked her core. With each twitch of his cock against her ass, her arousal grew more intense.

As the pleasure continued to build, she turned her head to the side. “Kiss me,” she demanded. Ethan obeyed. As their tongues met, he plunged two fingers inside of her, curling them right where he knew she'd come undone. 

“Oh god… I’m going to come,” she whimpered. 

He sucked her earlobe, then his warm breath caressed her ear. “Lasciati andare, bella.” 

Sawyer reached behind, gripping the back of Ethan’s head, anchoring as her body shuddered with wave after wave of euphoria. “Uhnnnnn…Ethan…”

Water tepid and fingers pruned, they eventually climbed out of the tub. Sawyer shivered as she plucked a few stuck rose petals from her body. Ethan wrapped a thick towel around her shoulders and rubbed up and down her arms to rid her of the goosebumps. “Let's warm up in front of the fire. We can set up a picnic for dessert," he suggested.

“Dessert? You’re spoiling me tonight.”

Ethan kissed her cheek as he walked past and into his closet. “You deserve it.” He emerged wearing a pair of loose shorts with a t-shirt in hand for Sawyer, but she was already buttoning the dress shirt he discarded earlier. “Fuck me,” he growled at the sight.

“Oh I will... But dessert first,” she smirked, walking past him to the kitchen.

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With perfect timing, a log in the fireplace cracked in two, sending sparks up the chute. “Sawyer!” Ethan cried out as he found his release. Their bodies slick with sweat, he slid off of her and collapsed onto his back, just missing the tray of strawberries and chocolate sauce he had prepared for dessert.

Sawyer rolled to her side and propped herself up on an elbow. Ethan’s eyes were closed as he tried to regain equilibrium. She kissed his cheek and started tracing shapes on his chest. “Thank you for tonight, Ethan… and for the flowers yesterday. Who would have guessed you were such a romantic?” His lips turned up in a small smile. “Though, given your love of opera, I guess it shouldn’t come as such a surprise.”

He opened his eyes and turned his head to her. “I wanted to make up for some of the time I wasted before,” he explained. “Was it too much?” 

Sawyer cupped his cheek. “Not at all, babe,” she assured him, using the term of endearment for the first time. “I loved it.” She leaned down and kissed him softly. “You pulled out all the stops. I’ve never had anyone do the things you did for me.” 

He combed his fingers through her hair and looked her in the eyes. “You deserve nothing less, Rookie. I’ll have to think of some new ways to sweep you off your feet in the future.” 

“Tonight has been incredible, and consider me swept… But Ethan, I don’t need love letters every day.”

“I know, but I like showing you how much you mean to me.” 

“That’s easy, babe. Just smack me on the butt and say, ‘I’m glad that ass is mine,’” she laughed.

“That easy, huh?” 

“Mmm hmm,” Sawyer hummed. Sitting up and reaching across him, she plucked a strawberry from the tray.   

“Good to know."

After dipping the strawberry in the chocolate, Sawyer held a hand underneath it as she brought it to her mouth for a bite. Moving her hand away at just the right moment, the chocolate sauce dripped onto Ethan's abs. “Whoops, my bad,” she smiled wickedly. Licking her lips, she lowered her head, “Let me get that for you.”  

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Two days later, Sawyer rode the elevator up to the fifth floor with Sienna. When the steel doors slid open, she looked up to find Ethan waiting on the other side. She smiled and winked as Ethan waited for her roommate to exit. 

Ethan’s shoulder rubbed Sawyer’s as they crossed over the threshold at the same time. Then… SMACK! Sawyer jumped when the palm of his hand slapped her ass cheek. Safely on the other side, she turned to face him with a questioning look on her face. 

Ethan leaned forward to punch the button for the lobby. Then he looked at Sawyer. As the doors began to close, he smiled. “Mine.”

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Do you have any tips on writing yanderes? I would love to write for them, but I don’t know how to.

Sure thing!!

First off, I want to say thank you for asking me for advice! ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚ I can’t believe people trust my opinion enough to ask me for tips!!! That means so much to me. Thank you.

Secondly, I am so sorry for the late response 😭 It’s been a hella busy week! Work and school have been kicking my ass LOL. All this to say thank you for your patience!

Okay, without further ado, let’s get into it! 😋

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✩࿐ Learn about the different types of yanderes there are! Experiment writing for more than one type to find which ones you like to write about.

Now, obviously there isn’t a study guide to yanderes, and I’m not saying research them religiously either. But, to write for them, you should know about the different types of yanderes out there in the fanfiction world. Some of them are sweeter, gentler, and maybe more lenient with their prey. Others…not so much!

Examples of the differences can be found in the fics tagged below! [Of course, these are based on my personal opinion. What is considered “soft” to some people, is “hard” to others. ‼️Read with caution!‼️]

Softer 🖤 🌹 🖤 💌 🖤 🌹 🖤

Harder 🖤 🔪 🖤 🥀 🖤 🔪 🖤

⚠️ WARNING: The “Harder” stories all contain violence, dubcon/noncon, and threats of death both to others and to the reader! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! ⚠️

⚠️ WARNING: The “Harder” stories also all contain varying levels of 🔞 smut (the last one has a full on rape scene). Do not read them if you aren’t of age or are not comfortable with the topic! If you are unable to read the linked stories for whatever reason, contact me and I can give other options! These were simply the best fics, in my opinion, that fit the subject. ⚠️

Different creators are better at writing different subjects. You just have to feel out writing for some of them and see which feel more comfortable to write about. Yanderes don't have to be kept inside the box of being 24/7 off-the-rails crazy. They can be patronizing, manipulative, scary, adorable, sweet, kind; everything under the sun! As such, “soft” and “hard” yanderes aren’t the only ones out there. They all are on a scale that weighs on craziness, delusionality, manipulation, obsession, and more. Yanderes don’t all love the same amount, some are more in-touch with reality than others, so they don’t all have to be head-over-heels for (Y/N) [unless you wish to write them that way! And to that I’d say PLEASE GOD YES! 🤤 I love being worshiped teehee 🤭].

Your are setting yourself at a disadvantage if you only know how to write yanderes in one specific way. I mean, who wants to read multiple different stories that have basically the same yandere character who has the same goals, the same flaws, and the same downfalls as the previous ones? And to read it over and over and over again? Exactly, no one wants that. It gets repetitive, boring, and, worst of all, forgetful. Try to make your yanderes/the way you write your yanderes memorable.

✩࿐ Think about the thousands of different ways people express love. Now, think about how horrifically you can twist them to become yandere~!

That came off REALLY strong, but hear me out!

One way people express their love is through letters, yes? It's normally seen as sweet, adorable, and even innocent. Just an doe-eyed person in love who’s too shy to share their feelings face-to-face with the person they care about. So, they jot everything they want to say down on a neat clean piece of paper and leave it for their infatuation to find. Simple, right?

Now, imagine the contents in that letter being disturbing and possibly morbid in the worst way. The words inside give worrisomely detailed descriptions of how the author adores the smell of the darling's shampoo/perfume/cologne/natural scent, how cute the darling looks when they’re at home and think they’re alone, about how good the darling looks in red because that was the color of the underwear they were wearing today (which subtlety lets the reader know that that specific letter was wrote recently which is even creepier!). Not so cute anymore, right?

Everything is about context!

Maybe the letter had miniscule specks of dried dark red liquid dotted around the page. Maybe a photo or two (or dozens) of the victim that are obviously taken when the darling was unsuspecting/alone were stuffed alongside the letter. Maybe the yandere continues to write about how they would say anything, do anything, hurt anyone, for the darling, if only it made them show their captivating smile.

Doesn't even have to be a letter! Maybe its a verbal conversation between the yandere and the darling, a not so playful chase through the woods on a dark night, a proclamation of love through kidnapping, or drugging the darling so they can steal them away to somewhere safer; anything!

Let your creativity have room to breathe. Try new things out! Not every story is going to be perfect, but no idea is a bad one (unless it is. Then stop. LMAOOOO jk jk).

✩࿐ Yanderes are allowed to be interested in more than, and have goals that aren't related to, (Y/N).

At the end of the day, yanderes are still people too. Many writers fall into the trap of writing yanderes who solely revolve around (Y/N); hell, I do it too! But, as easy as it is to write the characters in that way, that is not how real people work. Even fictional characters.

The best example I can think of is Katsuki Bakugo from My Hero Academia. Bakugo is a very driven individual; he is stubborn, determined, and a headache. He is in your face all the time, and he is unapologetic for it. He knows, or pretends to know, that he is the absolute shit. And, subsequently, his goals match his cocky energy exquisitely! He wants to be the #1 Pro Hero among thousands of incredibly talented individuals. But he knows he’s got the stuff to be the #1. He’s a great cocky character.

The problem is, when people write him as a yandere, they make him so focused on (Y/N) that the goals that align with how the character was truly wrote evaporate into thin air. It is unrealistic that the thing he's wanted most in the world for his whole life, his dream above literally everything else (to be the #1 at everything), gets tossed away like that. It would take a literal world-ending event to stop that boy from getting what he wants.

You have to think about the character's needs as well as your readers'. Your readers want the character to have an obsessive love for them in a way no real sane person can, but the character you write has their own goals and dreams they strive for in their personal lives. You need to find the balance between the two to make a better story.

And it isn't only Bakugo! This applies to every character you write as a yandere! It can Gojo, Diluc, Genos, Rengoku, Hawks, Beelzebub, Mikasa, Yor, Erza, Yumeko, Robin; any of them! Every character has goals, even tiny ones, so make sure you include them. Give the characters life and real development besides the fact that you are changing them to be "yandere".

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That is all I can think of at the moment! Thank you so much for asking that question, I had a lot of fun answering it. If you have more question (or, if any others reading this have more questions you'd like me to answer), please fell free to send another ask or message me privately. I hope you have a wonderful day!!! 💖💋

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Please support these writers! They are incredible, and dedicate a whole bunch of their personal time to making amazing stories for their lovely readers. Thank you; both to my readers, and to the talented, wonderful people tagged below!

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"That's A Wrap!!!"

A Reggie Kray X Abigail Hathorne(FemOC) One-Shot

***LIT SMUT***

A/N: Hey everyone I hope you all are doing good and yes I haven't posted much I actually wanted to take a little "break" and also just haven't been feeling myself lately. But I wanted to give you guys a new One-Shot. And this time finally I'm touching on my favorite gnagster of all time, Reggie Kray. I actually was daydreaming about this piece of cinema a couple of days ago and I said "Reggie and his GF making love in the movies?" what an idea right? And here it is and I hope you all enjoy this short and fun short story of Reggie and Abigail. Again thank you all for the support and please comment and reblog it'll mean a lot for me and my blog as a whole. Thank you to each and every one of you guys love you guys to death. As always guys please enjoy and see you in the next post. See Ya!!!!

MORE OF THE PRINCE OF EAST LONDON???X👈🏻(If you want to go out with him Saturday night?💞💓😇)

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Word Count: 4,520

WARNING 18+ ONLY!!!: Mentions of Violence, Some Graphic Blood, Mentions of Trauma, Death, Gang Affiliations, Fluff, and Lit SMUT

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Abigail and Reggie had been together for almost a year since he laid eyes on her that night at The Esmeralda’s Barn. It was very unexpected for Abigail to encounter the notorious and fearful prince gangster of East London. She was solely focused on getting herself a quick drink to enjoy the many cheerful sounds of the people surrounding her. In her perspective, she never had a single thought of ever finding a man in a place such as The Esmeralda’s Barn. But that thought alone would change her point of view of men when she met Reggie that same night when he step foot inside the hall of the club.

It happened so quickly when Abigail was sitting alone at the bar counter while drinking her second cup of red wine since she got there. She didn’t notice his presence after she heard that smooth, charming, and yet booming voice he possesses once Abigail eyed him sideways.

“Two gins like usual,” Reggie said while he took out his pack of cigarettes, placing one between his lips as he lit it up with his small gold light. 

Abigail suddenly felt chills running down her spine as she caressed the top of the cup with her right finger. Lost in her thoughts, however, the man behind the bar came back with some drinks that they accidentally tumbled in front of Abigail. Making her gasp, and stood up on her feet at the cold liquid now all over her long sleeve dark brown dress.

“I’m deeply sorry miss, please let me help you clean that for you,” the bartender said in a panicked and stuttering voice, trying to find a towel for Abigail to dry herself up.

“You mate, yea, FUCK OFF NOW!!!” said Reggie, shouting out at the young man behind the counter. He didn’t question him back and did what he was told.

Some people around her were looking on, suddenly feeling embarrassed as her cheeks became red as blood. 

“Sweetheart, you alrigh’? Come on, I’ll escort you to the ladies’ room so you can get yourself clean up, yea? And I’m sorry abou’ that young lad, he is a bit of a clumsy bastard but he won’t be coming back here anymore now. But I am terribly sorry abou’ that love,” the tall man said as he was then handed a small wet towel from Albert as he gently placed it against her dress.

“No, it is alright. It’s not a big deal this happened to me before, believe me, but thank you, good sir,” Abigail said as she and Reggie made their way through the crowd making their way to the bathroom.

“Sir? Did you just call me sir? That is actually very cute of you there love, from now on alrigh’ you will only call me by my first name. And that is Reggie, not sir, yea? Especially for a lovely-looking woman like you, that seems so pure and innocent just by looking into your eyes,” he said as Abigail gave a smile at his nice compliment.

After about an hour later of cleaning her dress to the best of her ability, she then made her way out of the ladies’ room. To her surprise, Reggie was there waiting for her all this time, which made her feel a bit confused.

“Reggie, were you really waiting for me all this time? Why?” Abigail said in a shy tone as he took another drag from his white cigarette and let out a slow and smooth blow.

“Because why not?” he said, making a small shrug of his shoulders as he walked his way to her, taking another puff of his cigarette, “I wanted to know you looked good and well, you are pretty much alone around here. Wanted to ask if maybe if you don’ mind I be some company for you tonight if that is something you wish to have?”

Abigail didn’t know what to say about this unexpected request from someone as handsome as Reggie did. She then bit her bottom lips lightly, trying to accept his request or reject him, since Abigail felt like it wasn’t what she wasn’t expecting tonight. She never really had any boys come up to her and ask her for a drink or a dance since she got there at the club. Abigail was thinking of leaving after she got her second cup of wine until Reggie came along tonight.

“Well, I was thinking of leaving right now but… actually…,” Abigail’s words trailed off for a second while collapsing her hands together once again, feeling her face flushed red again.

She could feel Reggie’s warm presence as he took in another puff from his cigarette as he side smiled in her direction.

“How abou’ this then yea? Would you like to go out with me sometime this week, like maybe Saturday night? I can take you on a nice dinner date and I’ll let you choose whatever place you like. If that is something you might like and be interested in and also if you feel comfortable, of course. It is up to you, darlin’, and if you say no, I’ll respectfully take your word, love.”

Before Abigail could speak again, a gentleman with a very nice-looking suit and his light brown hair combed smoothly back on his head, then disrupted them. 

“Reggie Jack is here, and he wants to speak to ya, and he said it’s urgent too,” the man said as he noticed Abigail in front of him, “Oh my apologizes miss for the interruption, I’ll see you in a bit Reg.”

Reggie just nodded his head as the man left them alone again, seeing his facial expression change, looking a bit disappointed at being called for.

“I must go now love, I’m very sorry to leave you soon. If you want to find me and need anything, I’ll be sitting with my brother at a corner table booth. Again I must apologize miss… I’m sorry, what’s your name dear?” 

“Abigail, my name is Abigail Hathorne, but you can just call me Abi for sort,” she said, giving Reggie a small smile. 

“Abigail, well, that is quite a lovely name. I like it a lot. It was a pleasure to meet you then and again. I apologize for leaving you in such circumstances, really. But you have a lovely nigh’ love,” Reggie said as he now made his way down the small brown-lit hallway until Abigail called out to him and placed a hand on his left forearm.

“Reggie wait, I… I accept your date with you and what do you say maybe 7:30 at night at most? And if that hour fits for you, then as well?” she said, feeling nervous now that she quickly welcomed his offer.

Reggie did that same attractive side smile at her, and Abigail looked away for a moment.

“Of course Abi, Saturday night at 7:30 in the evening. I’ll be there for you then. Would you like another drink with me, love hmm?” he said as he searched for those brown almond eyes that he had been growing fond of since this entire night.

“Hehe… I would love that very much Mr. Kray,” she said as she looked up at his astonishing brown dark eyes, which he then gave her a quick wink.

“Right this way than Ms. Hathorne.”

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Having a movie date night was one of the best things that Abigail enjoyed the most when Reggie wasn’t away from work. She already knew what type of business Reggie and older brother Ronnie were into, not really minding how much blood and bones were being broken or shed. Especially that one night when he was released from prison, he and Ronnie got into a terrible fight with each other. Finding out that Ronnie was going overboard and fucking their entire system while he was away made Reggie infuriated, and they got into a bloody fight. Abigail felt devastated at seeing both brothers fight almost each other to death, but after all, they were still brothers by blood in the end. 

Reggie afterward felt terrible that Abigail had to witness such a thing, but she didn’t mind it for one bit since she had seen that type of violence growing up with her older brother Vincent. 

Back in Manhattan, where she and her family used to live, wasn’t such a pleasant and welcoming area. Filled with lots of poverty, violence, drugs, and alcohol, and almost everywhere she would go there would be girls hanging out on the sidewalks. Her brother Vincent was a good boy, the best brother she could ever have and asked for. But he did some things that no young boy isn’t supposed to do at such a young age. Vincent joined a gang for a small period, where he had to beat the living hell out of anybody that his boss would tell him to do. He has seen things that made him have nightmares almost every night that her parents didn’t know what to do with him. They didn’t know about his little secret about him being in a gang, but Abigail was the only one who knew about his secret troubles. It saddened Abigail to see her big brother go through such multiple traumas, knowing that she kept it between herself and Vincent. One time she accidentally stumbled upon his brother hitting this other young boy in an alley when she went out with a friend. She remembered really clearly how the boy’s face was covered in both his and Vincent’s blood and she felt disgusted to see such a thing. Vicent realized her little sister and her friend as he then gave the big another big hit, making him go out old and tumbled down to the cold pavement floor. He took out a small red towel as he cleaned his bloody knuckles while Abigail’s friend breathed in and out uncontrollably. Abigail only stood there quiet and frightened to see his brother do such horrifying things, not knowing what to think about his actions. Abigails’s friend only ran away from the gruesome scene while Vincent took Abigail’s left arm gently. They walked their way down to an ice cream shop where they would hang out most of the time. Vincent knew inside of his heart he felt terrible to know her sister had to see him that way.

“Abi, hey, look, I’m sorry that you had to see what I did to that boy. You were not meant to see that at all, but I promise you something right now. I will go clean after I win a good amount of money, no matter how much I have to stay. Please don’t tell mom and pops about this too because I know you won’t say a single word of this. Can you do that for me, Little Abi?” he said as he took a spoonful of his vanilla ice cream. Abigail only nodded her head shyly as she was picking out her strawberry ice cream with her spoon.

“Do you really mean it, Vincent, about you going clean? And cross your heart that you will do it whenever you get enough money for us to get out of here?” Abigail said sometime later as she was finishing her ice cream.

“I promise I am being serious with you, dear sister. I cross my heart,” he said, making an X on his chest with his finger, believing in his words.

Mostly when it came to the money, he would store it away in a secret redwood box he hid inside the walls of his room. Promising his sister that one day he and hopefully his parents would understand that they will move out of Manhattan and live a better life than where they were. 

“You will never have to worry about those scary bastards that you hear from outside your room window. We will get out of here no matter what Little Abi, I promise you so much,” he would say one night as he showed her his secret box where the money was stashed.

She patiently waited for Vincent to do the dirty work that he did for his boss. Some weeks later, Vincent however turned his life around after he came back home one night later. He realized he wanted more than just a life of corruption and violence, and risking himself between life and death. So he then had the courage to tell his boss that he quit and wanted nothing to do with him and the rest of the gang. His boss didn’t take it nicely, but he let Vincent go. 

He then got himself back to school, trying to get a degree in something better and wanting to make his family proud to see his oldest son graduate strong. Abigail was very grateful and relive to see him strive in school instead of seeing him in the streets. However, it wasn’t easy to get what he dreamed of and wanted for himself and for his little sister and parents. Until one day, they found her brother dead in a small obscured alleyway around Manhattan. Abigail didn’t lose just a big brother but a best friend, a mentor, and a protector that she will never get back for all eternity. She knew who her killer or killers might have been, but after the police were finding and searching for her brother’s killers. Suddenly, they also were found dead. Their bodies were hanged under a small bridge as their own blood dripped down to their shoes. There wasn’t any justice in her brother’s death but only grief and loss of someone she was close to and someone who promised her a better life than where they all were. 

After two months after the death of Vincent, Abigail and her parents moved out. Ending up going to London out of all places, she and her mother were confused about why his father thought it was better to live in London other than in America. Her father found it would be a fresh start and be away from all the terrible violence around where they lived. He thought it seemed like a better choice and this made her mother upset and thought about it for quite some time. And so that is where she is now and to her surprise, found herself again in the world that she grew up in. But Reggie, however, was another man that she didn’t expect, and also he reminds her too much of Vincent. Reggie is very overprotective of Abigail going out by herself when she had to go to the marketplace or when she just walked her way to work. She found it annoying at first to see Albert and another young gentleman named Frank outside of her front door. But after some time going by, she got used to them being there and then offered their rides to take her anywhere she desired.

Reggie and Abigail then walked their way to the ticket booth and paid for two tickets for the film Cleopatra. Inside the dark, dimly lit theater room, they sat down on the seats where the projector was above them. As they got comfortable with each other, he then looked at Abigail as he gave her a soft small smile, giving her a small kiss on her small sweet lips. She then leaned back for a moment, smiling as bright as the sun.

“Do you want me to get any treats or popcorns for you, babe?” Reggie asked in a whisper, caressing her soft skinny cheek with his hand.

“I”m alright my Reggie thank you, I’m happier that you are here with me, especially on nights like these,” she said placing her hand against his large strong hand, which he chuckled giving her another big kiss on top of her head.

As the lights dimmed, the movie then played. Abigail rested her head against Reggies’ broad chest.

When the movie continued playing sometime later, there was a romance scene that appeared in front of their eyes. Abigail then gave a small kiss on Reggie’s right cheek. Feeling those sweet lips of hers made him feel goosebumps through his body. While having his right arm wrapped around her tiny shoulders, he then softly cupped her chin with his left hand as he gave her a deeper kiss than the first one. Hearing the background audio and music of the movie, their kiss became passionate, sensual, and overall erotic. Abigail placed both of her hands on the side of his face. Reggie caressed her right leg with his hand. Their tongues then dance smoothly between thrift mouths. She let out a quiet moan, making Reggie kiss the side of her neck, biting her bottom lips at his kiss. 

“Reggie…,” she whispered next to his left ear, nibbling his ear as he continued to leave small kisses on her neck down to her left shoulder.

“You like that, don’ you, my little princess?” Reggie said seductively in a whisper, making Abigail get goosebumps through her now warm body.

His hand made its way underneath her black shirt, feeling her silky lingerie panties craving to touch what’s beyond the small material. Abigail let out a soft gasp once she felt his hand caress soothingly against her white panties, giving him those hypnotic eyes that made Reggie go mad. Those familiar begging eyes that Reggie has known already for a while, then move his hand inside of her. Feeling her wet, sloppy pussy between his fingers made Abigail tilt her slowly back. She felt like she was above the clouds, as Reggie tried his best to unbutton her dark blue blouse with his free hand. All the while, she felt one of his fingers thrust in and out of her wet walls, as she then reached for his now aching budge with her right hand. This made Reggie bite gently down on her now exposed collarbone as Abigail caressed and rubbed his hard crotch with her small hand.

“You want me to go down on my knees like a naughty slut? While I take in your hard, lovely cock of yours inside my dirty mouth, babe?” she said devilishly seductively, leaving a small hickey on her left shoulder. 

Reggie then thrust another two more fingers inside of her, making her gasp louder, which he quickly covered her mouth with his right hand.

“Shhhh quiet love,” he said in a whisper as he looked around the theater to see if anyone was around to their surprise they were the only ones there tonight, “You so fuckin’ wicked my little horny spawn, get on your fuckin knees and give daddy some love hmm?”

“Yes daddy, your wish is mine to command,” Abigail said as she slowly made her way down between his legs, she took her small and yet lovely tits of hers out from her small white bra. 

Reggie bite his lips together once he saw Abigail’s nice, small, and round chest while she unbuckled his black belt. Once she got the belt unbuckled, she then went on with his zipper while she gave him a tantalizing look while excavating out his lovely long wood. 

“Just like baby, take out that enormous cock so it can feel that hot and lovely slutty mouth of yours,” he said while caressing her long silky black hair with his hand, as Abigail did what she was told.

Feeling the cool air around his erected bulge, Abigail bites her lips while letting out a small chuckle, knowing what was yet to come. She gently thrust his length with her right hand as she gave a few small kisses on the top of his cock’s head. While her other hand massaged his small yet smooth balls as she then licked the head of his dick. She then slowly consumed his cock with her mouth, making Reggie groan quietly as he felt her warm mouth go lower and lower on him. Abigail then gently bobbed her head up and down in a lovely rhythm while having both of her hands now thrust between his length. All the while licking and sucking Reggie like there is no tomorrow. 

“Fuckin’... shit… Abi… oh babe yes, yes,” Reggie moans out, quietly closing his eyes in concentration, feeling many erotic emotions throughout his tingling body.

She picked up the pace as she then deep throat him as she felt the side of her mouth drip a bit of saliva, not caring if her red lipstick makeup gets sloppy. Her thrusting and sucking became faster while she also closed her eyes in concentration, knowing that she wants to make her king burst sooner than she wanted him to. Feeling his insides were building up more and more, he then tighten his eyes harder as he grabbed a fist of her black hair with his right hand. This made Abigail get even faster than she now felt the tip of his cock all the way behind her throat.

“FFFFUCCKKKK!!!! yea, yea, yea, don’t stop babe, don’ stop,” he said medium loud tone, as he was breathing in and out feeling her moaning vibrations around his cock.

Abigail went faster until in a few seconds his wet and tasty white milk burst inside of her, making her bob her head slowly. Consuming every bit of his heavenly milk inside of her mouth. Abigail’s mouth was now filled with Reggie’s semen as she teasingly opened her mouth to show his man how much she has inside. This only made Reggie get harder while his beautiful angel was being a joker and yet naughty at the same. She then swallowed everything whole as he gave her another deep kiss, tasting a few of his own fluids between his lips. 

“Now, you sit back and let me take care of my queen now yea?” he said as he gave another peck on her lips, which Abigail giggled, knowing it was her turn to be his toy now.

He then looked around the room once more to see if anyone was around, but in relief, there was no soul to be seen. The movie then continued playing in the background, while Abigail pulled her panties down as she felt the material down against her ankles. Making herself sit more comfortable against the seat, Reggie then lifted a bit of her black skirt. Abigail desperately wanted Reggie’s wet tongue to lick her out, knowing how much she can’t resist right now. Reggie caressed her right cheek as they smiled at each other.

“You’re my good girl aren’t you, my little Abi?” He said as he caressed his thumb gently against her cheek.

“Yes, my love, I am your only good girl in this world and you are mine to claim and have. I love you, Reggie Kray,” she said, kissing his hand and giving a side smile towards him.

“Well, let me take care of you now. Would you like that, my sweet Angel?” He said teasing as he reached further between her legs, biting her lips together to resist a smile and a chuckle.

Abigail simply nodded her head, and Reggie now reached where he wanted to be. He started slow once he inserted two fingers inside her lovely wet canal, making Abigail moan out quietly. Reggie massaged her right tit with his free hand while thrusting into her pussy ever so lovingly.

“Hmmm… Reggie please… don’t stop just like that make me feel like a dirty whore you want me to be,” she said rearing her head back, feeling his tongue licking around her sensitive clit.

Reggie licked the place up as he thrust and lick in a wonderful rhythm while Abigail closed her eyes, seeing some black spots around. She felt so much like she was in heaven loving how Reggie would treat her to her sinful desires that had grown to love. Anytime or anywhere, she and Reggie would always try to have time for each other, and no matter where they make love to each other. What Abigail cared about the most wanted to be close to him and have his warm body be against hers. Felt at home, safe in his arms, happy, and overall, a life that she expected to have with a man like Reggie. 

Abigail felt so many tingles through her body as Reggie worked on his speed as his tongues twirled and nibbled around her clit. She knew she was this close to reaching her climax when Reggie thrust his fingers as he looked up at her beautiful face.

“Who do you belong to, hmm? Tell me who this little cunt and this slut belong to?” He said as he placed a gentle hand around her white neck as he thrust his three fingers in and out of her, making her curl her toes together.

“Ohhh fuck Reggie… I belong to you… ohhhh… I’m your only slut… for you to fuck me… and, oh god I’m about to come,” she said couldn help but love how her pussy was building itself up to her and burst out her juices. 

Reggie then tightens his hand around her neck, making fingers thrust deeper inside of wet walls until she can’t resist the temptation. Abigail then came around his fingers, feeling her face flush red riding her organs around his large fingers. They both breath heavily for a moment once Reggie takes his fingers out of her now undone pussy. He licks her juices off with his tongue that sting a bit of a sweet hint that he only knew. Abigail giggled at seeing Reggie do such a naughty thing that he then placed his fingers in her mouth to lick off the rest of her juices. She erotically licked and suck his fingers while giving those devilish eyes in his direction. This made Reggie feel hard between his legs, once again loving her nice little tongue playing around his fingers. 

The finale of the movie then came to an ending as the projector and the theater then lit up a bit, realizing that the film was over. Abigail quickly put her panties on again while Reggie buckled his belt around.

“That a Wrap, as they say in the movie industry,” Abigail said jokingly, making Reggie let out a small chuckle finally zipping his trousers.

“Don’t be such a joker love, come on, let’s get out here. Don’t you think this isn’t the last scene of our movie not yet? Because there is a continuation after this little misbehaved young lady has been very, very mischievous. Because she doesn’t realize she has a little surprise that her Prince Charming wants to give to her. What do you say, my darling? Are you ready for the big finale of this story of ours?” Reggie said, cupping her face with his hands and giving her another sweet, small kiss.

“I would love to know very much about my lovely king,” Abigail said as they made their way out of the theater excitedly, looking forward to seeing where this would go to.

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Since I was gone so long I thought I might do a little reintroduction 🧠

Hey people I love! 🫀

My name is Colson but you can call me Col or Jinx. I was on here originally as Jinx before my Tumblr disappeared but for about two years I've been back and mostly used Col. I'm great with either 🌹

I'm a trans man, he/they 🏳️‍⚧️

I'm mostly a Yungblud and Machine Gun Kelly fan page, I do fics, updates, and pic edits but I do a little bit of everything with a lot of my life sprinkled in, sometimes including my health problems (I'm open about all of it if you ever have questions) I actually love questions and asks as long as people are nice 🖤

Just thought I'd introduce myself in case any of my mutuals are new. This is somewhat of an 18+ blog, at least leaning that way but all I mean by that is sometimes subjects are a little mature. Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy! Stay a while if you want just please be respectful. I don't tolerate any racism or hate against the LGBTQIA+ or mental or physical health hate. I'm sure I'm missing something but you get the idea I'm sure. I love you all and I'm here if you need me!

-Col the Jinx 💕

🖤 Masterlist 🖤

Yes Daddy Verse/Saga of Smut

Dom x Colson

Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly

I Think I'm Okay (prequel)

5 Times Col Came in His Pants and 1 Time He Finally Made Dom Do It

Drown Out The Demons

Romcom Bullshit

Much Better Workout

Sex and Candy

Claimed in Ink and Cum

Sweet as Sin

Yes Daddy

Spoiled Princess

What Daddy Likes

Like I Love You

Reverse Cowgirl Barbie

Sex on a Stick

Baby Boy

Pure No Longer

Sext Edits

Adventures in Toyland

Full on Sex Symbol

They Felt Eternal

Their Natural State

Ride or Die

Sin on Stilettos and a Cotton Candy Soul

Crimson Coated Candy

Piss Drenched Devil

Chocolate Kisses and Golden Showers

It's a Nice Day for a White Wedding

Sin in Snow White Taffeta and Latex

Freshly Fucked and Beautifully Filthy Manhandled Marionette of a Bride

Watercolor Wet Dream Come to Life

Drifting Deep in Hopefully Wet Dreamland

Flesh to Flesh

Five Times is a flashback series in the Yes Daddy Verse, it is set between the prequel and the first chapter- Yes Daddy. I placed it all in order 🖤

Adventures in Toyland is a follow up series to the Yes Daddy Verse, I'll still list them all in order and may add to any sections at any time. Let me know if you have ideas! 🖤

It's a Nice Day for a White Wedding is a follow up series to the Yes Daddy Verse happening after Adventures in Toyland, they're all listed in order and you guessed it, the boys finally get married! 🖤

-Omegaverse AU-

Gunpowder and Watermelon

Autocorrected Anxiety Attacks and Messy Sexts

Pachyderms and Pointed Teeth

Knocked Up Knockouts and Cheesy Puns

A Little Less Sparkle, A Little More Reality

The Overwhelming Significance of Surprisingly Small Jellybeans

The Folly of Fracturing Sharp China and Soft Hearts

Fear and Lusting in London Flats

The Inevitability of Egos Clashing and Vicious Tongue Lashings

Of Sugar and Spice and Virgin Tight Asses

A Rebel's Yell and a Gangster's Paradise

Candy Hearts and Paper Cut Families

Photogenic Admissions and Confessional Panic Attacks

Little Shop of (W)horrors in a Pastel Hell

The Inescapable Moment of Truth and the Consequences of Open Black Hearts

Milk Chocolate Cherry Kisses and Birthday Wishes

Working Out the Kinks Under Hot Lights and Wanting Stares

The Taming of a Wild Boy

The Dynamics of a Bright Future and How to Reach It

Pride and Phenomenal Passion

Stereotypes and Salt in the Wound

What to Expect from an Expecting Omega

Patched Up Cuts and Mixed Up Blood

Alpha, Omega, a Nuisance, a Rebel

Lost Boy in Toyland

Starry Eyed and Punch Drunk

Mirrored Reflections and Babes from Outer Space

Believing in Love Songs and Tall Tales

Go Down Just Like Holy Mary

Piss Kinks, Morning Drinks, and Brand New Nicknames

Animated Arguments and Matching Love Languages

Screaming and Dreaming for the Future

Son of Rage and Love

Son of a Bitch and Edgar Allan Poe

Couch Confessions and Heavy Petting

Early Spawning and Other Lessons (Family Don't End With Blood)

One Flew Over the Klepto's Nest

Old Magic and Animal Aptitude

Strawberries and Cinnamon Toast

Your Body is a Wonderland

Born With Horns

In the Midst of Mild Madness

What's in a Name?

Spare the Rod Spoil the Alpha

To Cut or Not to Cut

Our Blood Got Mixed Up So I Guess We Belong to Each Other

Feels Like the Very First Time

Headboards and Scratched Tats

Best Alarm Clock

The Beasts Inside Disguised as Beauty

Popsicles and Pink Cheeks

The omegaverse AU is separate from the Yes Daddy Verse. The boys are still themselves but in an ABO world. Alpha Col and Omega Dom

-The Viking and the Fae- (an AU)

Where the Sea and Land Kiss

A Chieftain's Vow

Under the Thrall

The Long Sword's Hilt

Taste Like the Sea

Inga Knows Best

Feast Fit for a King

How the Waves Dance

The Forest Meets the Sea

The Soulmate Stalemate

The Taste of Truth and Tall Tales

The Wave Cresting

The Wave That Drowns

The Red Sea and the Viking Who Conquered It

Seal With a Kiss

A Broken Past and a Sea of Tears

The Siren's Tease and the Secrets Spilled

War and Pieces of Each Other

The Storm that Rocks the Waves

The Hush Between

Viking/Selkie AU. Separate from other fics but still Dom and Colson

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What I will not write for

🌹Children in romantic or sexual situations with any adults or sexual situations with other children.

🌹Children in abusive situations

🌹Bestiality of any kind and pokephilia

🌹 inflation or foot fetishes as well as scat, and piss kink, period sex

🌹 hateful speech or bigoted messengery, directed at any people.

🌹 Excessive Gore or violence. Especially against children.

🌹 incest relationships.

What I will write

🪷 certain fandoms and characters [See below]

🪷 Ocs ( yours and mine)

🪷Oc x canon

🪷oc x oc

🪷canon x canon

🪷Smut.

🪷 teenagers in romantic situations with other teenagers.

🪷 children/teenagers with familial/parental or platonic relationships with adults,

🪷Monsters/ Pokemon hybrids

🪷 children being friends :)

🪷Au's ( only ones that I have written about)

🌸Fandoms I write for +characters I feel most comfortable with 🌸

I will do characters from this, please note this list is not perfect if you see any characters that I have done before and are not in this list please let me know before requesting your commission)

Ro's Ocs

Cole

Forest

Holt

Salem

Silas

Oliver Sterling

Zero

Noah

Pokemon

Adaman

Ingo/warden Ingo

Emmet

Volo

Rika

Geeta

Larry

Arven

Morty

Falkner

Volkner

Roark

Cynthia

Looker

Nanu

Kabu

Nessa

Guzma

Red

Blue

Siebold

Leon

Riley

Steven Stone

Jacq

N

Brassius

Hassel

Clavell

Lance

Grismley

Stardew Valley

Shane

Harvey

Sebastian

Genshin impact

Diluc

Kaeya

Jean

Raiden Shogun/ Ei

Tartaglia

Tighnari

Thoma

Obey Me

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

[unknown-to]

What a long ride..

I daydream about Eren often tbh

smut, eren yeager x f!reader ~ 5,7k words

Casually sipping on his vape, Eren sits on the stairs, impatiently waiting for the bell to ring the end of your class.

He takes a sip of smoke in and then blows it out, it feeds his brain just good enough to be honest. And even if smoking was prohibited inside the building, who is he to give a fuck about rules anyway.

He looks around, in case anyone catches him smoking inside the building, or report that he isn’t in class again. Not that he cares but he just wants to leave and not being held in the headmaster’s office for the uncountable hours of class he skips.

Let’s be honest and say Eren isn’t the best student in this university, he might even win if a 'worst student' contest occurred. He’s smart though, but not for class. Not at all, or he just doesn't even try.

He sighs, time seems so long when you want it to be fast, and he loses patience. He lasted twenty eight poor minutes before he feels the urge to take you out of class.

He slips his vape back in his vest pocket and goes to your class. Going up the stairs two by two, until aisle C, where he jogs to your class.

Windows give a sight enough reachable from his height to check whether you really care about the lesson or not. An airy laugh escapes him when he catches sight of you.

"exactly what i thought, you do not give a single fuck about whatever my man mr. Matsuoka is tryna explain"

You’re there, half listening half fighting against your eyes to not close. Leaning your head on your palm, and playing with your pen in your other hand.

Finally you look at the aisle windows and here is his head trying to sneak into the annoying hour you are going through. He blinks at you, shooting you a small malicious smile.

You frown nodding him to go away, when all of a sudden he disappears. You take a breath of relief before the class becomes silent.

knock knock

"come in!"

You hide behind your hands when Eren’s figure appears in the doorframe. Gosh Eren, don’t embarrass me, please..

"hello, um.. i’d like to borrow one of your students if you allow me"

The teacher raises an eyebrow in confusion. What the hell would be more important than attending his class after all ?

A sucker for the headmaster, Eren bets.

"yeah, i was told to bring her to big daddy’s office"

You pinch the bridge of your nose at his words while the whole class giggles. If only you had the ability to disappear, it would help right now.

Seriously Eren ? Big daddy’s office ??

He’s so stupid sometimes you wonder how he didn’t fail his years until now. The whole university have a crush on him even though he’s an idiot asshole and everyone giggles when he says his intrusive thoughts out loud. Having no shame to spit words like this in front of everyone is probably your biggest strength Eren i swear to god, you think.

"Yeager, you better stop fooling around before I send you to the headmaster myself !"

"yeah yeah, anyway, can I ?"

"if he asked you to, go ahead."

In a split second, he locks eyes with you. Everyone turns around to look at you, not so surprised he came for you. The whole college knows Eren follows you around like a dog, whether he just walks next to you looking like a murderer or talks non stop while teasing you.

You look at him, clearly unamused by the situation he puts you in and he nods for you to come.

"take your stuff.. just in case", he says.

You pack your stuff and greet the professor, uttering a small apology before leaving. Eren closes the door behind you and you walk down the corridor, thinking about what stupid plan he found again.

"don’t thank me"

"did not even think about it"

Getting down the stairs, you stop mid-way, making him look back up at you.

"we’re not heading to the headmaster’s office, are we ? where are you leading me Eren ?"

"no, big daddy doesn’t really want to see your ugly face, sorry"

"Eren, fuck, stop being so dumb for gods sake"

"what ! what did i do again ?"

"big daddy ? seriously ?"

"you don’t like it ?"

"i don’t."

"'kay, whatever babe. can we go now ?"

"don't call me-"

"let’s go already, just trust me"

"that’s exactly why i was asking, you idiot”

“ugh.. fuck it, c’mhere"

He walks up the stairs, takes the handle of your backpack and throws it over his shoulder. He sighs.

"the fuck you think you’re doing, 'ren ?"

"learning you how to behave like a good girl"

He winks at you, clearly proud that he got to act stupid again, and tease you more. He bents down waist level, grabbing your legs to throw you over his shoulder too.

You tried to fight at least but you both know who’s stronger here.

As you arrived to the car, Eren sets you back to the floor, opens the passenger’s door and waves in circles like the clowns do i guess for you to get seated in the car.

You just stare at him, unsure however it’s one of the days he’s eager to gain that trust of yours or either it’s those days he ends up with some shitty tricks or plans with you.

He smiles at how undetermined you are to give him your trust and do as he pleases.

"c'mon, babe.. we’re not gonna wait here all day. get inside the car"

You give him your meanest side eye look and get seated in the car while he holds eye contact.

"hhh.. thank you", he nods.

He slams the door back and gets seated in the driver seat. Puts his key in the car before everything lights up and the engine roars.

Eren fastens his seatbelt and looks at you

"seatbelt, miss"

And you do.

After some time, when you’ve reached the highway, your mind just wanders.

He really just made you skip classes to take you out ? Where even ? Couldn’t he just wait for your day to end ? It’s not your business if HE doesn’t want to go to school and have a diploma and.. whatever.

You roll your eyes, Eren has just been inciting you to escape whatever responsible decisions you take.

It makes you think back to where it all began. In this grocery store next to the school, where he just knew so bad he saw you somewhere, and felt the urge to talk to you. Yet, he didn’t know how. And that’s when he took whatever he needed in there and slipped between customers to quickly put his own card on the payment thing.

You were so thankful at first, because he acted so nice and irreproachable. It didn’t last long enough for him to show how irresponsible and childish he could be. Almost stalking you everyday at school, asking you out here and there, while you try to decline but he never fails to make you say yes.

Well, to be very honest, let’s not say you’ve got a crush on this dude because he would like it a bit too much but.. let’s just be honest at the end, and say you actually do. You probably like his annoying ass at least a little. As a secret.

Then again, here you are, going all in for his plan again, who knows what he’ll come up with this time and how awfully awkward it will be.

You turn your head to look at him, seeing he’s so focused on the road in front of him.

He’s just so fine, let’s be honest.

His left hand firmly gripping the wheel while his right one stays on the gearbox. Noticing how he’s still wearing all his jewelry, including the bracelet you’d offered him.

His chest peacefully rising up and down as if life wasn’t stressful at all, making you daydream in the seat next to him.

His hair tied up in a messy bun letting some strands escape and fall on his neck, as well as letting out some streaks of hair fall in front of his face. Do they never get in his eyes ?

His tongue licking wet his pinkish lips from time to time, and his eyes wandering on the road, aware of every details around him.

Those pretty emerald eyes that keep fidgeting between cars and the road, before they snap at you-

You snap your head back to the window, acting like nothing happened.

"i was wondering how long you’d check me out before i’d have to bring you out of your cunt.

it was actually pretty much of a long stare, babe.. i might think you like me more than you show it”

He’s so annoying, you even start to regret staring at him. Sometimes you just wish he’d choke on air.

"shut up, i was just looking around. the silence sounded way too unusual”

He laughed, way too entertained by your annoyance.

“where are we going, it’s been almost an hour you’ve been driving"

“chill, it’s been fifteen minutes, i’m just searching for a good place to stop"

"so you’re gonna abandon me in the middle of nowhere ?"

"Yes, smarty”

Eren keeps messing with you. Checking several times whether you’re looking or not, he puts a hand on your thigh, making you jolt in surprise.

You try to push his hand off but his grip is just so tight and strong, it’s of no use. And whenever you ‘politely’ ask him to take his hand off your thigh, he only gets further and closer.

So at the end you just give up.

After a little moment of fighting with Eren in your head, he drives off to a resting point of the highway.

“what are you doing ? where are we ?”

“have you already fucked on the back seats of a car ?”

I’m sorry ?? that’s when your brain goes panic mode, whatever he prepared to do was never far from any of the hints he’d give you before the revelation of what he planed.

And that one right there, has never ever been one of his hints yet, and besides being a tease and a flirt, spending his time telling you dirty shits just to get you flustered… he never even mentioned actually having sex with you.

While he calmly parks the car, you try to clear things in your mind, trying to hide the obvious heat going all the way to your cheeks.

It's alright, it’s gonna be okay. he’s didn’t really asked that, just my brain playing tricks… your thoughts just mix together, a part of you doesn’t want to give in his game, but then again.. look at him, and look at you melting in your seat at some damn words.

Your stomach tightens more and more as he gets a stop between the parking stripes.

Eren pulls on the handbrake and stays silent for a few seconds as you almost pant next to him, the knock in your stomach feels so tight. Gosh, breathe, it’s fine..

He looks around, some cars are parked farther down the lines, at least not next to his. And then he watches you, and how you stare at your feet, at whatever inexistant detail suddenly appeared to be interesting.

He giggles, as if the situation was hilarious.

"look who became so silent! you’re always opening your fucking mouth, hissing back at me when i say shit and now that i bring sex up.. you’re quiet like never.

‘ssup kitten, cat caught your tongue ? mmh ?"

He tugs your hair behind your ear to have a better view of your face, and you try to pull back. He sits back in his seat, and clears his throat.

“sit your pretty ass in the back.”

“but..”

“that wasn’t a question, doll, i said sit your pretty ass in the back of this car.”

“Eren not here, please!”

“come on, nobody’s gonna see us”

Before he finishes his sentence, you try to pull on the handle but unfortunately his reflexes are good enough for him to manage locking the doors before you leave.

"i was just gonna go in the back of the car"

"ah yes, sure", he nods, before he unlocks the door for you.

You didn’t think he’d believe it so fast but oh well, now that you’re at it, let’s just escape. You'd admit it sounded way too easy, but then maybe he was just playing with you, and knew what you’d do.

You step out of the car and act as if you actually want to go in the back, and your eyes wander around, trying to find a car who's about to leave where you can hop in.

Unfortunately, he sees it and steps out too, calling you out of your thoughts.

"hey, i know what you’re thinking about, don’t test me."

You stare at him, snapping your head back at some people farther back, walking towards their car. Who does he think you are to not try it out, huh ?

"hey, if you run away, i’ll fuck you on the front hood in front of everyone who parks next to us. am i clear ?"

Sounds dissuasive enough but why not try though, it might work to run away. At least you think it could be a good idea. It seems like it, right ?

So you run, as fast as possible, to the strangers car, while Eren sighs yet again, not even bothering to run at this point. He knows you won't get a single chance with strangers on this road.

And here you are stumbling over your words at how to explain or tell them why you need help. By the time you finally get to the point he already reaches you, putting his best actor mask on, proving you how good of a liar he can also be.

"hello man, i’m sorry! she’s kinda lost, you know!

he looks at you,

love, it's okay, c'mhere, it’s alright we’re going home, there’s no big deal, you know how much i love you sweetheart! i'll get you what you want, ok ?

Eren takes a firm hold of your hand,

sorry for the inconvenience! have a nice road man!"

And it was actually ridiculously easy to convince these people that nothing was wrong, they didn't even seem to care. You almost felt ashamed you even thought it was possible, to be honest.

They smiled, occurring an old 'thanks, you too man' and left as if you never begged for help in the first place. And when they got off and left, you both walked back to your car.

"you thought i was joking when i said i’ll fuck you in front of everyone, mmh ?

you think i’m scared like you are.."

And just as he said, he pulled you by your wrist to the front of the car, smirking at your attempt to pull back and your voice echoing just to beg him to not do that. Not here, like that, please.

He pushed you on the front hood, making a sort of metal sound when your elbows reach the vehicle.

He makes you spread your legs with his knees and grabs your pantie under the poor skirt you were so happy to wear today. He takes it off, throwing it in front of you.

"if you continue breathing so heavy and fast, you might also fuck yourself on my cock, once i’m in, kitten"

Shut up. Hearing metallic sounds from what seems like his belt, you close your eyes tight, trying to imagine anything, anywhere else you could be where no one would see you both right now.

He loses no time before his fingers already slide down your clit, making the heat come up to your cheeks and ears when you realise how wet you were already.

"look who’s dripping, i didn’t even touch you yet. is that what being 'desperate' means, mmh ?"

"fuck you"

He laughed, "no babe, fuck you"

He rubs circles over your clit, his boner pressed against your ass. You let out an airy moan at how sweet his fingers feel around your bundle of nerve.

He plays with you, while you debate in your head whether he plays better with your clit than you’ve done alone in your room, wishing it was him all this time.

He draws circles, slides up and down, fast and then slow, changing from one to how many fingers he feels putting over your clit. He was just enjoying that touch as much as you did personally.

His hands, that you spent hours watching, are between your thighs playing like you wish was his tongue. Eren rubs himself on your ass, trying to get some friction from the mere contact of your body, he's so hard, his cock twitches in his boxer already. Just thinking about being inside you makes him want to cum so bad.

He's as desperate as you, let’s be honest. He wants himself inside you as much as you're dying to feel his cock deep inside you.

Within a second after his fingers left your clit, he slips in. As hard and as fast as it could be.

His dick brushes every little part of your cunt, his hands grabbing your waist so hard it starts to burn. The tip of his cock stretches the way in enough for him to fit all in at once.

And surprisingly, it feels so good your eyes roll back and you're already moaning. Even with all the strength you could think of having, it's just so hard to hold back the lewd screams.

Your wetness helps his way in and he slides in and out with so less effort, he smacks his hips on yours, holding your waist tighter than ever to feel all of you.

Eren can’t even think straight, he’s pounding as fast as he can, as hard as he can, the car moves back and forth with his movements, and here you are, moaning and whining under his body for what seems like the best fuck you’ve ever had.

He doesn’t give any of a slight fuck about anything around him, he’s just so focused on the way he slides in and out of your pussy so easily. Sighing in pleasure, he keeps that stupid smirk on his face the whole time, he’s trying so hard to not be loud, muffled and breathy moans come out from his mouth, and the lewd sounds his cock makes, adds to this growing smirk.

Every thrust feels like you’re about to cum, you didn’t even realise you were squeezing him before he giggles in your ear. Your legs trembling from the pleasure and force he puts in his hips, you whine.

"'ren.. mh.. fuck, don’t- stop.."

"don’t worry, i won’t baby, i won’t until you squeeze the shit out of my cock"

Breath hitching and moan escaping in rhythm with every thrust, you’re trying to hold those stupid moans in but they just get out with your breath at how much his cock fills you up so well.

He pounds repeatedly against your hips, fucking your hole like he's been waiting for it for years, he’s so fucking hypnotised by the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his dick.

He fucks you fast, it almost hurts how deep he is inside you. It doesn’t last long before you’re moaning to let him know you’re at the end of it.

"i-i’m.. gon- mh.. cum 'ren"

He lets out a chuckle, letting you know how desperate and cock drunk you sound. It’s not even been a few minutes and you’re already close to cum. Emptiness hits, and the pounding stops.

Eren suddenly stops, his cock into your cunt not playing with your guts, before your walls would start spasming around him. You were just at the edge of your orgasm but he pulls out as fast as he got in.

"get in the car", he says, walking to the back of the car, hand waving for you to do the same.

It takes you a few seconds to get back on your feet and follow him. So easily, just like this, brain fucked..

Getting in the back, the head rest all the way down, his head thrown back, hair undone falling over his shoulder, he’s there waiting for you. Waiting for you to come and sit on him like a good girl.

At this point you don’t even care if he’s gonna make fun of how desperate you were for his dick, your core feels just so empty.

You get on top of him, hugging him as tight as you can and sit.

"hey hey hey, who said you could sit", he slaps.

The slap makes you flinch, you sit up, holding your ass up while he gets ready. He throws his shirt over his head, and slides down a little on the seat, grabbing your waist.

You'd be lying if you said something else was on your mind at this moment, other than him.

He has you hypnotised and completely drunk on him, his eyes feel heavy as hell on you, and your hands already go for his chest while you're still free for touch.

He grabs your wrists, bringing them to hold his dick. He sighs at the feeling of your soft hands around him, and smiles as he throws his head back again. His gaze glued to yours, keeping an eye on your pretty face. Sliding your hands up and down his wet cock, while you wish it was you going up and down on him again, Eren breathes heavily, holding that unbearable eye contact.

The urge to kiss him is also unbearable, his red lips forming that stupid looking smirk make it so hard to resist from devouring his mouth, but you're too proud to show him how weak you become when it comes to him.

Feeling every vein around his cock tracing your hands under your movements, he curses. Grabbing tightly your thighs as they become red from the violence he was doing to them. Sliding down his length where it stops at his balls and going back up, rubbing circles around the tip already red and ready to paint you. You lean in, placing kisses under his collarbone, although you know it's weak of you but it's so hard to not give in and not taste his skin. He looks so fucking hot like this.

Your eyes following down, watching how his cock never disappears even if you use both hands, debating whether your hands are too small or whether he’s really that big. How did it even fit inside you to begin with ?

He scoffs, watching every little facial expression you make while watching how you’re getting him off.

"’kay enough, now sit", he breathes.

So eager to finally sit on him, you quickly get closer to him and line up over his cock. Grabbing a nice handful of his hair, and when you’re ready you put your arms around his neck and clench your fists when his cock slides right back in. Fuck, it feels just so good..

"good girl"

His voice echoes in your ear it sends shivers down your spine. If only you could just sit on his face for once, maybe he’d stop talking shit with that pretty fucking voice of his while he’s at it.

"fuuck.. Eren!"

After a few minutes of feeling empty, he just feels so big, bigger than when you were bent over the car back there. It makes your eyes squeeze shut from the stretch again, while you're whining in his ear. You just don’t want this to stop, starting to move your hips back and forth before he stops you.

"hey, shh shh, slow down little one. i’m the one deciding whether you can move or not.

He smirks, searching for your eyes.

you would run away from me minutes ago and now look who’s so impatient to be dumb fucked, huh ?"

You feel so ridiculous, it’s so stupid how you were repeating to yourself how much you hated him and now you’re begging him to fuck you deep. A brainless fucking whore.

Before doing anything he yanks you down entirely on his length, canceling any of the small centimeters you didn’t even think about getting inside anymore. You swear it’s about to tickle your stomach if this doesn’t end, and just when you start to adjust, Eren grabs your waist harshly and starts guiding you up and down on his cock, playing with you as he pleases. Once he makes it slow and precise, once he makes it fast and stupidly deep, making the impact echo inside the vehicle.

You moan, it feels so fucking wrong but so fucking good at the same time, your eyes cross and it makes him giggle as usual. His eyes still glued to your face, never missing any of your reactions. It feels so good, and he sees it, he feels it by the way you squeeze his arm, how you’re leaving marks on his skin and who even cares, at least he can finally tease you about how much of a whore you can be when you’re around him, on him.

Your head falls on his shoulder and you can’t help but melt in his arms, letting your collarbone bend, refusing to hold the posture, it’s just too much for your brain to process the feeling there. It’s absolutely not what you were picturing as 'what fucking with Eren' was, you were actually far from there.

It’s fucking deep and hard, and again just when you feel you’re about to lose it, he stops. Earning a whine from you, and your hips trying to move under his strong grip.

"no, no, no, Eren! please!"

“shh, it’s alright, catch your breath kitten, you’re panting."

He says giving you that fake asshole worried look, searching for your eyes again. He slides his hand up in your hair, pulling your head back to have a better view of your mid-conscious face.

He laughs, you look so pathetic. He leans in for a small taste of your neck where he kisses and bites your skin. Please not the hickeys. He slowly and slightly brushes your back with his other hand, before he ends up squeezing you close to him.

He bites and kisses up your jaw, your cheek and looks at you again before he pulls in for a kiss on those pretty reddish fucking lips of yours.

Eren uses the firm grab he has on your hair to kiss you and slides his tongue in your mouth, kissing you nice and harsh. You’re just like a puppet, letting him do as he pleases with your mouth. He smiles, enjoying that kiss a little too fucking much.

You unconsciously move your hips once, signalling him he’s still inside and you want him. Fuck it, fuck me, that’s what i want.

He stops your moves, unbuttoning that pretty shirt you wear, sliding the tissue of your bra down your tits enough for him to free them. As soon as they pop out, he’s on it. Pinching and rubbing circles around your nipple while the other is harassed by his mouth. He bites, licks and kisses the edge of your nipples, making you jolt when it gets too good.

He has you tight between his arms, leaving you no escape from his sweet torture, finally moving your hips over him. His lips bullying your tits like he has been craving for it over ages again.

The grip he has on your waist, leads him to search that perfect spot inside you, forcing his cock deep inside your cunt. Your hips move back and forth over his shaft and while he sucks on your tits, here it is.

"ah! fuck!"

Eren shots his head up to look right into your eyes.

"yeah ? right there ?"

"yeah..", you sigh.

"right there huh ?"

You frantically nod in response, indeed it’s exactly the spot and he’s in for bullying it. Up and down, back and forth. He uses every motion and possibility he has to reach that g-spot over and over until you cum.

You moan louder than ever, it feels like your mind is going blank at how his rubbing on that spot so well.

"a-ah..ngh! Er-!"

"yeah ? right there ? gonna cum f’me, yeah ?

be a good girl and cum on my cock.

c’mon big girl."

You fall forward, losing your strength of holding your back straight again, it’s almost hilarious how you seem so blank and manipulated by him. Yeah, you hate him, but how long can you last before you lose your mind and feel addicted to the feeling of his cunt harassment ? How long can you last, bouncing on his dick so desperate, before you admit you spend hours fucking your pillows at night while moaning his name ?

His perfume gets right up to your brain as he gets faster and faster, punching that fucking spot inside you with the pinkish tip you were rubbing just minutes ago.

He fucks you deep, bullying your walls with his veins and mushroom tip, he wants to cum inside you so bad, so so bad.

The orgasm grows inside you more and more, and Eren knows. He repeats sweet dirty things in your ears while you feel like you’re gonna cum any time soon.

"yeah, see how we fuck pretty fucking whores like you, mmh ?

i’m gonna fill you up so well, you better not waste a single drop of my precious cum, 'derstand ?

fuck.. this feels good, mmh ? show me how it feels, let me hear it."

He’s just so fucking loud for fucks sake.

"shut- up, oh my- god.. don’t s-top.."

"beg.", he stops

"fuck.. pl-ease Eren, don’t s-top.. i beg you.. pl-uhh"

"good girl."

Why does he even love that pet name so much ? He can’t stop now anyway. He’s too pussy drunk too to actually think about stopping his movements. He fucks his dick in and out of you at an inhuman pace at this point. He just wants to cum too at the end.

Before he even has the time to fuck you a little bit more into your orgasm, you moan loud enough to make everyone around the car know you both are fucking, as he lets out a moan too. Your walls spasm around him as you cum and you can’t stop moaning while he’s still pounding into you to reach his own high.

He moans, airy or low toned, he does as it comes out, he feels even better, not that you weren’t already tight enough for him to risk cumming from the first pull but the way your walls spasm around him tickles the veins and tip of his cock so well.

Eren is so close to cum, everything feels so right from the way you sit and bounce on his cock like a good little whore, to the way you moan his name as loud as you used to yell how much of a piece of shit he is.

"Eren.. please"

"just a little more, kitten.. i promise"

As fast as he is fucking you, one thirst left and he’s spilling his cum inside you, making it drip down your thighs. A bunch of loads, feeling up the entirety of your core and he just can’t stop fucking his dick back inside you.

"we’re not gonna waste any drop, yeah ?

wouldn’t like if you end up making the back seats dirty ‘cause of your nasty behavior, mmh ?"

Quick enough he slows down his thirsts and gets his breath back. Hands all over you, helping your head up, catching your gaze through the mist of your teary eyes. He tugs your hair back behind your ear. He giggles, seeing how fucked out you look. You really do look wasted, and yet not even a drop of alcohol or drug was spilled in your blood.

He presses a kiss on your lips.

"let’s get back on road, babe, I have to drop you off before they start wondering where you’re at."

He lifts you up from his cock after a minute of recovering, letting you drop off on the seat next to him. It takes you a few second before you finally get up and come back to your senses.

He hands you your pantie, tugged in the back pocket of his jeans, and you quickly put it back on.

Everything is so weird to talk casually when you get back on road. He stays silent for once and his eyes swings between you and the road more often. Eren is mostly just so happy he proved you wrong about you hating him, you’re down bad and now you can’t even try to lie to him anymore. It’d be pointless.

He knows how he makes you feel on a daily basis, he knows so well all your eye rolls are to hide the fact that he makes you feel giggly. He knows how all the mean words you say to him sound like a ‘fuck me, i’m begging you’. He knows you too well now.

Now all you’re wondering is how you're gonna make it through the night, sleeping or replaying that fuck scene over and over in your head until you find something to hate him about again.

Without a word, only a small good night, you leave his car and head to your house, waving him goodbye.

"i might be an asshole sometimes and she might be stubborn as fuck but.. damn she moaned my name louder than i expected her to", he scoffs.

He's such an asshole.

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well.. that’s a bit more like it.

yeah, i know that’s a lot of f word uses oopsies

im so unsure abt this one, mc was supposed to be kidnapped at first and still able to go to school thats why she wanted to escape but.. whatever i guess we still like his pretty fucker ass.

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[wandasfifthwife]

4+1 times ✩‧₊˚

—> hockey player/coach!wanda x afab!reader

tw || SMUT MDNI, top!wanda x bottom!reader, established relationship, fluff, strap (r receiving), oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), oral (w receiving), fluff, slight hurt/comfort at the end, not proofread!

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: ̗̀➛ 1 time Wanda got needy 🌷

It’s simple enough really. You could’ve been smarter, knowing that walking out in a jersey with her name on it and pants that fell hidden under the shirt would trip her up.

She had a game in only a few hours. She was required to be there on time, but the way you would whine when she pressed her tongue over your cunt had her weak in the knees.

You were at the arena already, car parked in the back, far away from the doors where her teammates were entering into. She kept looking over at you on the ride over, mind blanking during the conversations. It concerned you as you took it for fear, nerves about the game that night. You were proved to be so incredibly wrong when she had you in the backseat, fingers and tongue working you open.

Her eyes kept flickering over to the clock in her car, pushing her time with you to the limit. You had trouble relaxing in the beginning, nervous she would’ve be able to make it on time, but she reassured you that she could make you come in 5 minutes. And she did.

: ̗̀➛ 2 time Wanda got needy 🌷

It had been her birthday. You felt nervous about the gift you had planned for her, both gifts. First gift was a picture frame with a minimalistic painting your friend had done. The details were beautiful, simple but they told the story between the two of you. You wondered if it was too little, sometimes if it was too much.

She ended up loving it, tears forming in her eyes as she looks over the painting. It was successful and each nerve fell away after witnessing her reaction. You ended up underneath her, both of you teary eyed as you made love.

She ignored your attempts to get back at her, mentioning your earlier plan for her birthday. There’s no doubt she didn’t appreciate her efforts, but she’d double down again and state how she just wants to cherish you. How it would be a gift to her to be able to show how much she loves you.

Needless to say it made you cry, pulling her face down to kiss her gently.

: ̗̀➛ 3 time Wanda got needy 🌷

This was the worst timing. At her family’s home in her bathroom, she had you pressed against the shower wall, strap splitting you open. You had to keep quiet, teeth biting down on your bottom lip as to not make a single noise.

Her parents were just outside sitting in the living room watching tv. You surprised the both of you with how quiet you were, only making a sound when you came and that was reduced to a whimper.

: ̗̀➛ 4 time Wanda got needy 🌷

You were with friends, overhearing their conversations about keeping their partner satisfied. You had shyly asked for advice, seeking what they did to their own significant others.

You had tried it when she came home from the gym, pulling her into a deepens kiss. She was shocked that night when she felt your tongue circle her clit, moans falling from her lips. You tried the tricks they talked about, feeling confident each time she moaned or rubbed her hips against your face.

She was panting by the end of it, looking down at you with her eyebrows raised. You explained where you learned these new moves, stating you’ve been concerned about how good you are in bed and wishing to improve.

She felt her mind implode thinking of you being so cute. You were thankful for them and their advice seeing as it brought on a new record of how fast you’ve been able to make your girlfriend come from oral. But now you’ve decided on listening to Wanda and hearing what works best for her instead. Come to find out that the best option and your new record got pushed to second.

: ̗̀➛ 1 time you got needy 🌹

Wanda was being mean.

Well you were since you’re to blame for making this stupid bet, but she’s being mean for not having broken it already.

You made a bet with her on who can go the longest without needing sex. Both of your bets were placed on each other, saying with confidence that you both know when you’d give in and that the opposite person was going to first.

It was fine the first few days, the time period being normal as you usually go a few days between your intimate sessions.

The next week was terrible. You grew relentless when you’d see her workout or intentionally flex a muscle.

After two weeks you were thinking about it too often. Any little touch set you off. A busy of her hand in your hip, her good morning kiss, the way she easily picks you up. Your mind was running, thinking of all the ways she could take you. On your back, on your hands and knees, on the wall.

It was a normal day to her apparently. You were jealous of how she made this challenge look so easy, like she wasnt going crazy. She had come back from another workout, pressing a kiss on your head when she walked by, staying she was going to take a shower. Your show was long forgotten, eyes trailing back to the bathroom door.

You missed her touch, you missed being intimate with her. The past two weeks had thoughts creeping in seeing how easy it looked like wanda was resisting you. You grew concerned, fearful that maybe she didn’t want to be intimate like that with you anymore.

You clambered off the bed, scrambling into the shower with her. She had looked back in shock, eyes widened when she took in your appearance. You still had your pajamas on, the clothes growing darker with every second you stood under the water. She had asked you what was wrong before you surged forward, kissing her.

You begun to cry into the kiss, thankful for the shower so she didn’t notice the ache in your heart spilling onto your face. It’s stupid, you shouldn’t base a relationship solely off of sex. You felt so stupid for doing so, but even then here you are crying out of relief to feel her press her fingers into you, mumbling on and on about how bad she’s been needing you the past two weeks.

You didn’t tell her. Even after your session in the shower, you couldn’t bring yourself to, feeling stupid for feeling that way at all. But she knew, she knew your sobs weren’t from pleasure. She could hear the hitch in your breath and your shaky sighs. She noticed the redness in your eyes, the way you pulled her closer and begged for her to stay.

Wanda held you to her chest that night, whispering assurances and tightening her hold on you. She would always take care of you.

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[artemiseamoon]

Arte’s Limited Prompt Request

 Closed

If anyone wants to check out fics from this, I’ll have them in my masterlist under their fandom, and listed here. I’ll update this as I post the fics. This is my 2nd prompt celebration :) 

🥰 fluff | 🌹romance/slow burn | 🔥smut, nsfw, descriptive sexual content | 🥺 angst

1. After Everything - Javier Peña x Latina f reader 🥺🥰

2. Incandescent - Ezra x Gn (plus size) reader 🥺🥰

3. In Ezra’s Arms - Ezra x GN reader 🥰

4. A Lovers Plea - Oberyn x f Plus Size Reader 🥺

5. Good Things to Come - Soft! Agent Whiskey x f reader 😭🥰

6. Love Is A Rebellious Bird - Ezra x F (plus size) reader 🥰

7. A Strength, not a weakness - Din (Mando) x f reader (plus size) 😭🥰

8. Something I have to do - Din (Mando) x f reader ( plus size) 😭

9. Blue Eyed Stranger - Modern! Ivar x F reader 😭🥰

10. Dance with me - Omar Assarian x FN reader 🥰

11. I’m here for your always Frankie x GN reader 😭🥰

12. I’m not going anywhere  Halfdan x black f reader 

13. Unexpected Modern Halfdan x Black ofc 

14. It Was Always You Frankie x Black F reader 

15. Playing with Fire Poison x F reader 

16. What I want Santi x Plus size reader 

17. Spring Marcus Pike x reader 

18. The Baker Alfie Solomons x plus size F reader 

Spring prompt series 2021 (3rd one)

Autum/Winter 2029 prompt series ( 1st one)