#Bakery Event

[lady-ashfade]

Could I please have blueberry cookies with Jacaerys for hotd?

Made A Fool.

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem!Reader

Bakery Event - closed

╰･ﾟ✧☽ summery: after the betrothal to the Prince Jacaerys, you thought it would be the happiest moments of your life given your years spent with him. Happiest is a sliver of what you feel, after he avoids your every move.

╰･ﾟ✧☽ words: 2.2k

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: Luke never dies, rhaenryas miscarriage is mentioned, angst, jace being dick, jace accusing you because he’s jealous, betrothal, angst with a happy ending, readers family being near the Starks and long family friends, arguing.

⤻ I got carried away so this is longer then it should be.

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During your young years at dragon stone, you found yourself becoming great companions with the princess’s sons. Rhaenyra took you into her home with open arms, she raised you like her own when your mother was a sea away. But her eldest son was easily the most precious thing you come to love, it started out when he gave you flowers— actually weeds— but pretty nonetheless and warmed your heart like dragon fire.

The both of you glued to each others side as the years went by, no one could deny the smiles and laughs you’d share like nothing else matter. Jace was a gentle man, held no grudge or power over you for being born a woman, even encouraged you to learn the sword with him. His blood was of the dragon so he had tendencies to be hot headed and rash when angered. All it took was the gentle touch of your fingertips on his cheeks to calm the dragon within him. Though, you two never knew of each others true feelings, he knew you cared very deeply for him.

“And what do you think of this?” Her grace looked softly at you, sitting down with a pained expression from the loss of the babe in her belly. The question of if you wanted the proposal to her eldest son, something your father wished for his loyalty to her claim. Throughout the years your father never mentioned that he even liked jace, in each letter sent he reminded you that your only duty was to the princess. So, you wonder is this had been his plan all along? A son for his daughter—Dragons for his grandchildren.

“Your grace, I ensure you that I did not come here for a marriage pa-” her smile and hushed laughter stopped you, and made your head tilt in confusion. Rhaenyra ran her hands along her lap, something was amusing to her and made embarrassment sit restless inside you. “I know, sweetgirl. There was never a doubt you were here for this, you care for my boys and me, that much is very clear.” her words made you relived. Her hands moved to the cushion beside her to signal you over. “Join me,”

You obeyed her wish and walked over nervously, the conversation to come was running in your mind of every way this could go. She didn’t see you fit for her son—not good enough. Or even worse, could call you greedy for being her only for her sons even it wasn’t the truth. Everything was spinning as you took your place next to her. “What I asked was if you wanted this marriage? I am forever grateful for you and your family and the support for the war to come, I will agree to the betrothal— but I believe you should have a say in this.”

Gulping the spit in your mouth to cover the butterflies in your throat you stare for a second to get the right words in your head. Jacaerys was the love of your life for years, your own prince from the story books told to young girls. To imagine actually get to be betrothed to him was a dream come true but also a nightmare to convey out loud. “My queen, I will do my duty if you wish.” You picked at your nails while avoiding her gaze. The queen reached her hand to caress your cheek, while turning your head to face her. There was no greater feeling then her soften gaze, “Do you want this? You’re answer will never hurt me.” and you knew you couldn’t refuse the offer because it made your heart happy.

“Yes, Your Grace. I would be pleased to marry Jacaerys.”

The announcement pleased the court of men, knowing your family’s army wouldn’t bend the knee to aegon, even though jace smiled at you- he walked to the other side right after and began to ignore you. Of course, you put it off as his duties were more important and he meant no offense. As men pushed your house piece along the board, giving your impression of what your father wanted, jace kept his eyes off you as you spoke. And you knew he could feel your staring. Again, at dinner while you took your place beside him— his attention was anywhere but on you. This didn’t go unnoticed by only you, his brother Luke happened to think it strange. He was always all over you and now he can’t spare you one look?

Luke decided to save you from feeling lonely and embarrassed so he decided to turn on his charm, something you always thought was adorable about the boy. He would whisper some jokes only for your ears, and as your cheeks flushed red from the wine served he finally asked you to join him for a dance. Though the dinner was small, and in the middle of a war- it was still a celebration of alliance. Decided to dance with Luke, you had a fun time and forgot about jace for a while. This was supposed to be a good day, so you’ll have to push yourself. Luke was like a brother to you, so it was easy to be entertained by him.

The absence of jace brought you down, it’s been a few days since you two actually had a conversation, or he’d actually look at you without someone else expecting him to. Yes, you understand the war at hand, and how much needs to be done and you can’t have his attention all the time. But he made no efforts to speak with you, or acted like he used to—Acted like your future husband. That’s what sprouted anger within you, and you were annoyed and snapped easily.

“My men with have a easier time rallying in the north, my letters to Cregan-” the words cut from your mouth when jace interrupted. His jaw tighter and a harsh glare made it harder to not burst into a screaming match. He had been giving attitude to his mother with the same expression. He hadn’t looked at you in weeks and this is what he was doing?

“You sent letters to Cregan? Why? I visited him nearly days ago,” his voice raised and made everyone in the room look back and forth wonder if they should cut in. “He offered graybeards.”

You roll your eyes at him, “The Starks have been my friends with my family for years, I convinced him to lend a few, young men. No old bones, no offense my lords, but men with stranger arms.” The way he was looking at you, you’d been dead. Many years you saw him angry, annoyed and ready to fight anything that crosses him. Never did you think you’d be on the end of his temper.

“Tell me, how exactly you persuaded him?” everyone could tell he meant nothing well by his accusing statement. You huff and get ready to comment when Rhaenrya placed and hand on your shoulder while Luke got in Jaces vision of you. “And I thank you for that, any swords are welcome.” She rubbed your skin and moved her head towards the door, allowing you to leave as you were visibly upset. Excusing your leaving, Jace watched you leave and turned his whole body. He couldn’t shake the feel inside when the meeting continued and didn’t speak a word, his thoughts only on you.

Jace marched through the halls with haste to your chambers, he saw no reason to knock so the door opened with him already flaring his nostrils. The surprise of the door opening with forced and quickly made you jump from your table, the ink dropped onto your skin from the quill in your hand dropping as you stood up from the chair. “What’s the meaning of this? You can’t just-” Jace walks towards you, making you back up at his pace.

“Me? It’s I who should be asking same question, what in the seven hells was that? Back in the war room?” he yelled at you. You stood only a few steps away and could practically could feel heat from him caused by his seething anger.

“What, are you accusing me of starting it? I simply stated my opinion with my houses army. You couldn’t handle me disagreeing with you?” You head twists and turn with your words, and eyes look all over the room.

He groaned and his eyes darkened, he stood closer to yell in your face. “I have a problem with my betrothed making it known she sends letters to another man. You must want me to look a fool. Have you and him been sending letters for years?” your mouth drops in disbelief at his ignorance words, “He told me he only could give old men, but you somehow convinced him to give us more? Has he declared his love for you, do you swoon in the letters for him?”

“You idiot, you think you have the right to ask me- To think that of me?” You push his chest back away from you, then walk away with a annoyed laugh.

Standing with your hands arching your back on your hips, you look back at him, “It has been you who ignores me frequently, pasted nights without a word from you other then small formalities.” rubbing the skin on your forehead, you breath heavily. “All I have done is be there by your side, never let my feelings get in the way of our friendship. I’d think you’d at least honor that, but somehow you hate the thought of marriage to me so much you pretend I cease to exist.” only now was he knocked off thoughts when your eyes became slightly glossy. Jace couldn’t tell if it was in sadness or anger, or both.

“So no, Your Grace. If you speculate I ever did anything to make Cregan think he’d fight for me, or give him the idea I wanted him. You’d be deadly wrong. Because I have spent years hoping, that one day, you’d care about me that same why I do for you.” turning around to hide the tears escaping, you grab the chair to calm yourself down. He deserved no tears from you or to see you broken, so you had to collect yourself before him.

Brown orbs stares at the back of your head, arms wanted to reach out and comfort you like he did before. Jace never meant to make you feel like this nor that he hates the idea of being with you, romantically. The one things he could never truly show was weakness and when he heard you’d be his, that’s all he felt. Knowing that his enemies would target you. That if you were in trouble you and hurt? It would be his fault.

“Seven hells,” he whispered and tugged at the skin own lips. “Forgive me, for being a jest. I never thought about how you would feel.” straightening yourself and whipped off the tears from your cheeks, you keep your eyes on the wall ahead with your back still turned.

“This betrothal…It brings me joy. From a little boy I have always thought you were a beauty, wanted to fight for your attention against my brother.” the memory of his youth made him smile, “I thought that if I distance myself from you— You’d be safer from the dangers from the greens. I would die if something happened to you just because I love you.”

Spinning around towards him, your brows frown, “You love me?” he nodded his head.

“I do. I have since our youth when you loved the flowers i brought you, even though you knew it was weeds, but you put them into your hair, and placed the prettiest behind my ear.” he admitted. The distant laughter filled both of your minds of that wonderful day, the same day you had also fallen for him.

“You have a strange way of showing it.” You mocked with a growing smile. Jace was hesitant to walk closer, he was unsure if you wanted him to after everything. Your eyes drew him close, and let him get so close that you placed your hand on his chest.

“I am at a threat with or without our marriage, let us face the dangers together. I don’t want either of us to be alone.” taking his heated cheek into your palm, you looked into his eye’s wishful for him never to pull away. The touch was simple, but it had him caving underneath you and wanted more. Licking his lips he stared at yours, hoping you would give him the consent to close the gap between the both of you. One small agreement of a nod he was pressing his lips against yours, his hands resting themselves onto your hips. First kisses are soft, gentle but he was passionate and a little edger to finally get his wish. His hold on you tightened protectively as if someone was threatening you in the moment.

Pulling away from the kiss, both your mouthes covered in wetness, and cheeks heated with hormones. “Are you sure cregan hasn’t declared anything for you? He’d be a fool if not-” you took his lips onto yours to shut him up and his playful jealousy.

A dragon protects what is theirs, and as his future queen consort, he was nothing if not overprotective over you.

[mitsuki-komori]

MitsukiKomoriX191’s Bakery Event!

Welcome to MitsukiKomoriX191’s Bakery Event! This will be my first original event. You may order a cake or pie and some add-ons with toppings, all of your choice! This event was heavily inspired by @lyranova and @acacia-may

The Rules:

You will be able to choose one type of relationship for me to write, romantic, family, and platonic

You can choose up to two types (Fluff, angst, etc.)

Lastly, you will choose either a topping (trope) or an add-on (prompt). You can choose up to three prompts at a time, or you may choose up to two tropes and one prompts or whatever combination as long as it doesn’t go higher than three.

An order should look something like this… “Can I get a vanilla cake and a muffin with frosting, sprinkles, and cookies for Magna x Luck?” With maybe a brief little description of the specifics. I wouldn’t want to write something that you didn’t want.

I look forward to requests, I hope I did this right.

Relationship

Vanilla Cake - Romance

Chocolate Cake - Family

Pie - Platonic 

Type

“And a…”

Cinnamon Roll - Fluff

Donut - Humor

Fruit Loaf - Alternate Universe - Modern or Canon divergence

Muffin - Angst (Anything, just not rape, alright?)

Brownie - Hurt/Comfort

Tropes (Optional)

“With…”

Frosting - Enemies/Friends/Rivals-to-lovers

Sprinkles - Jealousy

Raspberry Sauce - Fake Dating(?)

Chocolate - Sick fic

Whipped Cream - Trapped in a blizzard 

Caramel - Sharing a bed

Candy - Unhappy Ending

Fruit - Whump

Nuts - Miscommunication 

Custard - Coffee Shop AU

Bacon - Overprotective… (siblings, boyfriend, girlfriend, etc.)

Prompts 

“And (a)…”

Cookies - “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Biscuit - “Don’t leave me please!”

Croissant - “I can’t take this anymore…”

Bagel - “I’m begging you, please don’t lock yourself in your room.”

Baguette- “How could you betray us/me like this!?”

Bun - “You better put that knife down…”

Tart - “Oh god, you’re bleeding…”

Macaroons - “Hey don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself.”

Eclair - “I’ll always be here for you.”

Strudel - “We can stay like this until you feel better.”

Scone - “It hurts…”

Waffle Cone - “You abandoned me…”

Tiramisu - “I’m gonna kill him/her for doing this to you!”

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Cream Puffs - “Please put me down, it’s just a sprained ankle…”

Créme Brûlée - “You just hit me with your broom, but your hot so I’ll forgive you.”

Pretzel - “This is awkward…”

Maple Bar - “Sorry for accidentally breaking into your apartment!”

Crepe -  “This isn’t good.” | “How can you tell?” | “You see how they’re all surrounding us with their grimoires and we don’t have an escape?”

Cake pop - “Why exactly are we running away?”

Canelés - “Can you please use the door? You know I have to pay to get those walls/windows fixed… right?”

Mille Feuille - “Why aren’t you dating him/her?” | “Because I’d destroy him/her.” | “He/She’d be into that.”

Coffee - “Right now I don’t know if I wanna kiss your or shove you off a bridge…

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Cheesecake - “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Flan - “Can you be my boyfriend/girlfriend real quick?” Or “Just pretend to be my date.”

Pumpkin Bread - “You’re shivering… Do you want my jacket?”

Banana Bread - “Did you just kiss me…!?”

Gingerbread - “I never really understood all the talk about love, but I think I’m starting to get it now…”

Confetti Squares - “Can I hold your hand?”

Danish - “I had a nightmare…”

Truffles - “You’re way too cute.”

Cupcakes - “You had me worried sick!”

Pancakes - “Woah, you look so pretty!”

Churros - “Your hugs brighten my day.”

Pudding - “I don’t want anyone else…”

Shortcake - “Ha, your dream guy/girl kinda sounds like me!”

Cornbread - “I mean, I’d totally kiss you if you asked!”

[yanderestarangel]

HEADCANONS JKK | STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO

TW: ftm reader, praise, degradation, oc nanami (I think), manipulation, step!incest, sub!reader, dom!nanami, recorded!sex, threats, blowjob, v!sex, afab anatomy, forced feminization, use of lingerie, degradation, dark!smut, breeding, creampie, daddykink.

smut confectionery event ┆ SUNDAE ┆ forced feminization, record sex, headcanons. ˖⁺ ⊹୨ "stepfather + stepson" ୧⊹ ⁺˖

˖⁺ ⊹୨ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝔀. 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 ୧⊹ ⁺˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖⊹ ࣪

𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮<3

♡ 𝐒𝐅𝐖 ♡

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who started dating your mother because it was convenient for him to have company, he didn't really love her, but he was already forty years old and needed meaning in life. But he didn't expect that he would meet the new obsession of his life in an unconventional way... You, the son of his future wife.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who was astonished by your beauty and beauty, he asked your mother everything about you ─ what college you went to, what you liked or didn't like and even more intrusive details, in this case if you had a boyfriend or girlfriend. Your mother answered some questions and he diverted her focus by saying "They were questions to try to be a good enough stepfather." You on the other hand didn't like his intrusion into your life and home... He noticed that and soon thought of a way to try to turn things around in his favor.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who knew you didn't like the idea, initially your instinct said internally that there was something wrong there, but you couldn't get in the way of your mother's happiness, and he would use everything to his advantage. He started complaining to your mother that you didn't accept him as a father figure, making your mother give you an hour-long lecture talking about how his co-worker and now boyfriend was good to you and tried to be your father even if you didn't let him. Kento smirked when he saw your angry face, he knew that now you would have to let your guard down with him and finally he could act according to his initial plan.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who deliberately goes shirtless and has sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips every morning in the kitchen. He smiles at you while the blonde hair falls on his face and the purple circles under his eyes and the woody perfume that leaves his skin, a happy path of hair would shyly follow to his crotch, giving an extra touch to his muscular appearance, especially the thick veins that they continued from his arms to his biceps. He would smirk at you as he would ask you if you slept well and if you were hungry ─ he would still see the reluctance in your eyes and would approach you, kissing the back of your hand lightly. "I'm not your enemy pretty boy... I just want to be the best for you, you know that right?" The blonde man's voice was husky and seductive, like a balm, as if he was bringing you into a tempting trap.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who makes you feel sorry for him, manipulating you, saying that your mother didn't pay as much attention to him as she did at the beginning of the relationship and how he needed to work extra hard to make up for your household bills, saying that you were the only person who still paid for him staying in that house and putting up with your mother... ( Which was a lie, Nanami did everything he lied that your mother did, he ignored her and preferred to spend his money to buy you gifts or even buy you a car go to your college. ) he would look at you with his brown eyes eyes and place a hand on your thigh. "You'll never leave my side... Right my dear son?"

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who gradually manipulates you into staying on his side every time your mother fights with him. Saying that you can't sleep in his room because she doesn't want him there and asking if he can sleep on the floor in your room ── mentally he will be praying for you to accept that he stays in the room and offer your bed to him. If you do the second option, the blonde's heartbeat will accelerate to the point where you can hear the sound of his heartbeat. He couldn't sleep that night, controlling himself as much as possible not to touch you and make you his even in your sleepy state. Nonetheless Kento couldn't, he wanted you to want him equally as he wanted you.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who encouraged your mother to accept the company promotion and go traveling with her bosses for days to be alone with you. He calculated exactly when she was going to leave and called the company to say that he was sick and couldn't make it, returning home to be with his sweet stepson and finally putting his final plan into practice. Make you his little toy.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who waits for you to arrive from your appointment while happily cooking a meal for you; He saw you notice his effort and place an innocent kiss on his face. As he resumed preparing the dinner, his fingers trembled slightly over the stove. He couldn't help but think about how your kiss felt on his cheek, the warmth and tenderness that radiated through him. His mind raced with thoughts of you, imagining the future they could have together. He didn't just want to be your father figure, but your lover, to adore every inch of your body just for him.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who listened intently to you and your day out at college, with his eyes always trying to find yours. "That's wonderful, darling," he praised, his voice velvety smooth. "You truly are such a good boy, always taking your responsibilities seriously." He came closer, running his thumb over your lower lip and feeling like it was the perfect opportunity ─ Then Nanami couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, he captured your lips in a searing kiss, his hand sliding up your thigh beneath the table. His tongue probed your mouth eagerly, tasting the sweet essence of your youth. "I want you so badly, lad." he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "I've wanted you since the first day I laid eyes on you."

♡ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 ♡

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who soon made you submit to him with dominance and words of affection, bending you over the table and sticking his thick, veiny hand into your underwear ─ finding your clit easily and applying the necessary pressure to make you moan and whimper beautifully. "Such a good boy, submitting to your stepfather," Nanami purred, his fingers expertly stroking your clit through the fabric of your underpants. He savored the way you responded to him, your moans filling the room like music to his ears. He slipped his finger into your damp entrance, coating it with your arousal before pulling away. "Is that what you want, my prince? To be touched by me? To be owned by me?" He asked, his voice husky with lust. "Tell me, and I promise to give you everything your heart desires." With a satisfied hum, he stood up abruptly, all traces of gentleness gone. Kento had finally trapped you in his trap, and you fell like a needy bunny.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who forced you to wear expensive lingerie that he bought for you. The silk and lace fabric was short and hugged your curves, practically not even covering your breasts ─ your cunt wet your panties while you saw your stepfather's hands wander to your cell phone and press the record button, starting the perverse and forbidden little show of you two. "You're so eager for me, aren't you, my pretty little boy... You're such a slut for me." He circled around you, the camera capturing every angle of your shapely body adorned in the delicate lingerie. His fingers trailed along the lace, teasingly grazing your sensitive skin. "Spread your legs wider, boy," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. "I want to see that wet pussy of yours, ready and waiting for me."

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who saw you obediently followed his instructions, your arousal evident through the soaked fabric of your panties, Nanami couldn't resist a chuckle. "Look at you, my dumb, pretty boy..." He mocked as he pinched one of your nipples behind the thin silk fabric of your bra, making you moan like you were in heat. "Now, keep being a good boy and suck daddy's cock, can you do it right?"

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who forced you to suck his cock, pulling your hair while you felt the tip of his dick massage your soft cheeks. His camera clicked steadily, capturing your submission, sealing your fate as his willing pawn. Though he had no intention of betraying you, the threat hung heavy in the air, a tool to keep you obedient and submissive. "You know what happens if you disobey, don't you?" He warned softly, thrusting into your mouth rhythmically. "Your mother will see exactly what her little boy has become." Nanami threatened between moans, as he took his dick out of your oral cavity and slammed the hard shaft into your warm and wet tongue.

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who dragged your panties to the side and rubbed the hot tip of his fat cock across your swollen clit, seeing the quivering mess you were. Slowly, methodically, he began to pump into you, your moans filling the room like a symphony of surrender. Each thrust drove him further into your core, claiming you as his own possession. "Such a good boy, taking it like a whore for his stepfather.... Beg for more, prince," He commanded, leaning down to kiss your neck. "Beg for my release, for the chance to carry my child, You want daddy to make you daddy too, don't you? You're going to be a beautiful father baby boy...Carrying my children around like the beautiful man you are." His fingers would find your clit, rubbing it in firm circles, intensifying your pleasure. Your moans grew louder, filling the room without caring if the neighbors would hear or not. "That's it, my sweet boy," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "You're doing so well, taking me so obediently."

STEP!FATHER NANAMI KENTO - Who fills you to the brim with his hot, thick seed, the tip of his cock rhythmically hitting your sweet spot even as you tremble and feel completely filled by him. He takes his cock out of your sensitive hole while sticking three fingers inside, He would soon look into your eyes and smile. "You're going to be a daddy's boy and save all my seed right?" With a quick pat on your head, he turned off the camera and pocketed his phone. "Good boy," he muttered, already planning the next encounter. "Don't disappoint me." Though the threat still loomed, it was clear that Nanami found satisfaction in his domination. After all, what better way to ensnare someone than through their deepest desires? And you, dear boy, were caught in his web.

𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓮....𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼 🍰

[lil-liaa]

o ⃝   ♡ྀི  @soulari   ( ྀི ◞ ◟ )ᰍ 𓇼𓈒

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[mystra-midnight]

i’d like to order a caramel macchiatooo!

how do you think rockstar!eddie would react to you suggesting an ffm threesome…except he gets to sit back and watch?

Thank you so much for sending in an order, sweet nonnie, and I hope you enjoy your tasty drink! ily <3 <3

Just a little fyi, I'm basing this off rockstar!eddie from 'Call Me Little Sunshine' even though I haven’t released the next part yet, I hope that’s okay. I also got a little carried away, but sorry not sorry. <3 <3

Boy, oh boy, let me tell you.

You being the one to suggest a threesome leaves him floored; basically speechless, but damn if he isn't so turned on by the idea!

His sweet girl who can hardly look him in the eye when he's flirting and telling you how pretty you are.

His sweet girl who was a virgin until a few months ago.

If you suggested inviting some gangbanger or roadie in, he might not be interested; he's possessive, after all.

But if it was with someone you both knew? Maybe Chrissy or Robin? He would be all over that, like bees to honey. 

Everyone probably assumes he'd be an eager beaver, maybe dominating and controlling the moment. He thought that about himself, to be fair.

Except.

When it actually happens, he is just entranced.

He'd just watch the two of you kiss, the way your lips move so slowly, so softly, so fucking sinfully. The way you sigh into her mouth and the way she swallows the sound.

It's different from how you are with him.

With him, sure, you're soft, submissive to his dominance and the possessiveness he exudes, giving him all your firsts like a good girl.

But with her, you're soft in a different way, so pliant, and it's so fucking intense seeing her kiss you that he just watches and listens to those pretty sighs spilling from your lips.

Eddie would be in the corner of the room or at the end of the bed with his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly, grunting softly. He'd be so fucking hard: his cock would be aching as much as his heart.

"Fuck, baby", he'd groan when you cum for the first time, thighs shaking, chest heaving. It would be the hottest thing he's ever seen, and he could only imagine how wet you are now, and maybe he's just a little envious and a little jealous.

And when it’s your turn to be in control? His sweet girl who hadn’t even touched a cock before him, let alone a pussy? You bet he’d be there to help you.

You’d look at him with those wide eyes, so fucking eager but so unsure.

So he’d tell you what to do.

“Kiss her neck, baby, that’s it, she likes that.” He’d tell you, fisting his cock faster as you moved down her neck, watching as you kissed between the valley of her tits, leaving her skin shining in the low lights of the bedroom.

You’d close your lips around one of her nipples, and she’d arch into you, and you’d hear Eddie groan from across the room because fuck if you aren’t the hottest he’s ever seen you. Nervous and skittish, but coming out of your shell and into your element.

There would be a line of spit connecting her nipple to your lips as you switched breasts, giving the other one the same treatment until both stood hard and erect. 

“Touch her,” Eddie would encourage softly, not wanting to pull you out of the moment but so desperate to see more. And like a good fucking girl, you’d oblige.

Your hand moving between your bodies, fingertips moving between her pussy lips, coming away wet and shiny because she’s just as turned on as you, just as turned on as him.

He wouldn’t have to tell you to put them in your mouth; you know what he likes. You’d lick them clean, moaning the entire time, never once breaking eye contact with him from across the room.

And when you finally, fucking finally, moved down her body, you’d find her dripping. You would be pleasantly smug about how Eddie had nothing to say. He’d be caught up in the moment, transfixed by the way you nibbled on her inner thighs before moving to the apex of her.

You’d give her exactly what she’d given you — one of the best orgasms of her life.

Two fingers in her tight hole, your tongue on her clit, fucking her, stretching her, all the while, he’d be groaning from across the room until he came with a guttural groan.

But the second time it happens? The third? You can bet your bottom dollar he's doing more than watching.

He'd be like a druggie, addicted to the soft and sweet way you are with her, but how you crave his touch, his taste, him, even when she's got her head between your legs, lapping your arousal from your pussy with gentle licks.

He'd love everything about it, but he'd have to remind you, and her, who you belong to.

So he'd put you on your knees, his body shadowed over yours, nose at your cheek as you go down on her. 

Eddie would be rocking his hips in a lazy rhythm, barely easing out of your pussy before surging into you; the control gets him off, the way he overwhelms you until he consumes your thoughts.

And each time you stop to moan, the other woman momentarily forgotten, he'd lean down to growl in your ear, his voice condescending and mocking, but fuck if that doesn't just make you squeeze his cock like a desperate whore. 

"Keep going", he'd say, fingers threading in your hair so he could push your face between her legs again and press your mouth against her wet slit. And he wouldn't let you escape, would hold you there. "You're the one who doesn't want to share my cock, sweetness. You gotta make her feel good too."

And even though you'd whine, you know it's true. The thought of him fucking her instead of you is distressing, so you work her over with your mouth, your tongue, and your fingers while he consumes every piece of your innocence.

So you'd do what you're told because you're his good girl.

And he’d reward you by snapping his hips against your ass, skin-hitting skin, a repeated slap, slap, slap. 

You would be boneless. Your eyes would be glossy, cock-drunk, and fucked out. You’d have no words, nothing else to give him except needy whimpering as you eat her out, fingering her, lapping the juice from her pussy like it was ambrosia, the drink of the gods.

Eddie would love every fucking second of it.

Every thrust of his cock would make a pornographic sound because you’d be so fucking wet. Every swipe of your tongue would make her sing. It would be filthy, and indecent, and so fucking hot.

And when you're all finished, worn out, sweaty and exhausted, he’d already be thinking about the next time.

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[intoxicao]

el horno susurra melodías dulces ,

mientras hornea sueños en forma de

pasteles.

[w-eons]

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[lady-ashfade]

hello!

For the bakery event, please, I’d like to Vanilla + Rolls with Rhaenyra Targaryen :)

Her Protector

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Rhaenyra Targaryen x Warrior!Targ!Gn!Reader

Bakery Event is closed.

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Strawberry Rolls: Fluff Headcanons

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: targ!cest, her and daemon aren’t married because reader snuck into her heart, the night aemond losses a eye, even if the reader is a woman- they still have kids together because I say so, I had no clue want to do so I ran with a idea.

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So imagine being close with the family and the only distant blood who still has features and hair of a true targaryen.

And not only did you look like a targaryen, you are the only far blooded person who seemed to hatch a egg when it was gifted. And, possess sword skills unlike most.

The moment Rheanyra feel for you was the day of Laena’s funeral and Aemond had lost a eye.

You never picked sides but you always stood closer to rhaenrya and her children, and Viserys.

The moment she entered the room and saw her sons bloodied, but not alone but being comforted and protected by you, she was filled with a bit of warmth. The boys cling to your side, as you stood tall with your armor still on and a sword at your hip with stayed eyes on Alicent.

Once she was in sight her sons ran to her, you let them but kept close to her- When you both shared a look she was smitten at how you looked loyal and ready to defend her and her family.

“The greens have gained vhagar,” you stood beside her while watching the green dragon fly over, and the ships of the family sailing away, “Alicent won’t forgive the loss of her sons eye, I fear your throne might be in more threat then ever.”

You began the conversation at hand, and you always knew Alicent was coming for her. She knew it to. Daemon had told her of a plan, she had also talked it through with her husband..

“Be by my side, I need you more then ever. Forgive me for us never being close, but I have come to see there is no one willing to be by my side more then you.”

“If you’ll have me, Your Grace.”

The plan of faking Laenors death was successful, and you two wed the night of in traditional Targaryen way.

Years spent by her side, sending letters and visiting houses all around the realm to sweeten them up if a war breaks out.

And in those years, you and Rhaenyra had three children of your own. Two little boys, and a daughter. She was also glad that her three sons before were treated as your own, and never picking favorites.

Jaces was taught by you in every way, how to charm your way into things, how to handle himself in battle. (And serve face)

Luke took after his mother and was trained to be the next lord of the tides, but you taught him the blade as well. And how to pull amazing pranks- and he has your humor at times.

Joffrey loves you and wishes to be exactly like you one day. He follows your around and copy’s your movements and wishes to have a dragon like yours one day.

When Alicent tries to take the throne you already had spies and a plan ready, and houses that already favored you. So the war never truly began.

Rhaenyra was made to be queen, and you as her Royal Consort.

[lyneylover]

My Good Boy

Synopsis: Gorou goes into heat and you decide to help him out a little bit.

warning(s): sexual content

word count: 1.1k words

The first few weeks of the summer were extremely hot but still went by smoothly. Kokomi had recently asked the resistance to go and move some crates from beidou's ship.

So there half of the resistance was sweating in the hot sun while moving crates back and forth from the boat.

All sweaty from moving crates back and forth from the ship to the camp you finally get to take a break as you had just brought your last crate back with the help of kazuha.

You turn around to thank kazuha smiling sweetly at him.

"Thank you for helping me take the last crate I needed to back the camp." He shakes his head before a smile appears on his face.

"There's no need to thank me Y/n I was just helping a friend out."

You sighed quietly. "Yeah you really did help me that gust of wind you created sure did cool me down."

Kazuha laughs a little at your comment. "I suppose it is kinda hot out today." The strawberry blonde wipes sweat off his forehead.

As you continue to talk to Kazuha another member from the resistance runs up to you and kazuha telling you that the Divine Priestess wanted to speak to you.

"Ms L/n the Divine Priestess wishes to speak to you about something." You quickly nod and bid kazuha farewell. "Bye Kazuha! I'll see you around some other time!"

Kazuha waves goodbye as he watches you disappear with the soldier. As you get closer to Kokomis headquarters you start to wonder why she wanted to see you.

You gently knock on the door. "Divine Priestess you wished to see me?" You hear Kokomis sweet voice from behind the door. "Yes please come in."

You slowly open the door nervous about what she wanted to see you for. When you enter the room you are met with kokomis sweet smile. "Sorry I called you hear so randomly but it's about the general."

Your eyes widen at the mention of your lover. "If you don't mind me asking Divine Priestess what is wrong with Gorou?"

You looked at her concerned and worried about Gorou. Kokomi's face lightly warms up as she clears her throat. "Well the general has a small problem and you being his lover we thought we could ask you to help him with it."

You look at her confused at what she meant by 'small problem'. "Your excellency I don't know what you mean by small problem."

Kokomi's face seems to get even redder as she struggles to reply to you. "What I'm try to say is it seems the general has went into heat and needs your help."

It takes a second for you to process what the Divine Priestess had said before your eyes widen and your mouth forms an 'O' shape.

"I-i see um I'll make sure to help him right away your excellency!" You bow respectfully before running out of the room.

You silently walk to Gorou's room in a quick pace. As you get to the door you ready yourself to knock on his door. Just as your fist was about to make contact with the door you hear soft moans from Gorou.

"Ahh~ mmm y/n f-fasterr!" You feel your body heat up slightly.

You take a deep breath and slowly knock on the door. "Gorou!" No response so you try again. "Gorou!" You still get no response.

You finally decide to use the spare key he gave you to open the door. Stepping inside you make your way to your shared bedroom.

You open the bedroom door revealing Gorou fisting his cock with a pair of panties you had worn yesterday up to his nose as he whimpers.

"So this is what you've been up to while I was gone huh?" You mean up against the doorway with one eyebrow raised.

Gorou freezes as he sees you standing in the doorway. He pants quietly looking at you with a blush on his face and his ears pinned down to his head. "Y-y/n I didn't expect you to be back this early!"

Gorou's tail slowly sways side to side as he looks at you with a huge blush coating his face.

Slowly walking over to Gorou you smile sweetly at him "If you wanted my help Gorou you could've just asked~"

Gorou feels a shiver go down his spine as he watches you slowly walk towards him.

"I'm sorry for using your stuff without your permission I promise I won't do it again!"

You walk closer to him. You gently nibble his ear before whispering "Oh it alright Gorou infact I'll even help you out a bit."

The feeling of your hand slowly going down to his cock has him whimpering and bucking his hips up in your hand.

You slow move your thumb across the tip of his leaking cock making him cry out in pleasure. "mmm~....hah-!"

In a slow pace you pump his cock up and down lightly squeezing it when you get further down. "Does that feel good darling?" The sound of you seductive voice makes Gorou's brain go fuzzy.

You begin picking up your pace moving your hand in a quicker pace making Gorou see stars as he approaches his orgasm quickly. "NgHh~ mMmM~....Oh fHucKkk!~"

The closer Gorou gets to his orgasm the slower your hand movements get. "Wanna cum Gorou?" Gorou nods his head frantically in reply. "Y-yeS! m'gonna c-cum~"

Just as Gorou was about to cum your hand halts all it's movement making Gorou whine while looking at you with teary eyes. "W-why' you stop?" You hum to yourself before replying to him. "Naughty boys don't get to cum~"

The second after you say that you begins pumping Gorou's cock again making him whimper.

"If you hold it like a good boy I'll let you cum. But if you cum before I tell you to I'll have to punish you."

Gorou could only pant and whine in return as you squeeze his cock while kissing his neck. "P-please.... let me..... C-cum!"

You ignore his pleas and continue stroking his cock. His cherry pink tip leaks precum making it easier for you to pump him in your hand.

"You're doing so good Gorou~ just a bit more for me mkay?"

Gorou nods frantically thrusting his hips up even more in your touch.

Feeling his orgasm approaching quickly Gorou begs to be able to cum. "P-please-.... hah~.... l-let me..... cum!"

Smiling Sweetly you finally let Gorou cum. "Go on good boy cum for me~" You squeeze his cock one last time making him spill his sticky cum all over your hand. "Such a good boy~" you kiss his cheek softly.

You lick his cum off your hand while looking him straight in the eyes. "We're not done just yet sweetheart I hope your ready for another round!"

I hope everyone liked my first smut on my page. Sorry I haven't been posting I was planning my kinktober out for a good while so I hope you enjoyed reading this. After kinktober I should be able to go back to posting my normal stuff the hotaru story is coming out tmrw so I hope everyone enjoys that little fluff as well<3

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