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my-st0ff · 11 months

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Self-Inflicted

Chapter Two

Fandom: Jackass

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x female reader

Chapter Song: NYC - Snow Patrol

Two bodies, one significantly taller than the other, move clumsily into the hotel room. The reckless nocking of furniture and other pieces of clutter being due to the two of your keeping your eyes screwed shut as your lips press together. P.J's hands are everywhere all at once. You want this so bad, you've wanted this. You pull him by the collar of his T-shirt to the edge of the bed. Now finally making eye contact, he smirks - devilish. He catches a pile of cameras in the corner of his eye and jogs over to them in the corner.

P.J: "Is this on?"

You: "Those are the pile of broken ones- quit stallin' we ain't got time"

He starts to walk casually back to you with his hands in his pockets.

P.J: "See, that's where you're wrong. We got all the time in the world, toots"

One hand escapes a small pocket of his Dickies and cups your cheek, the rough pad of his thumb brushing back and forth of your cheekbone. He glances at the bed you both stand beside.

P.J: "You sure you wanna do this? We don't have to- of course. It's just, you switched up pretty fast"

You: "Hey, sex is different. We can still... satisfy our needs without having to ruin what we've got"

P.J: "I suppose your right... in that case"

His mouth launches toward yours with carnal instinct. You bring your hands up to play with his hair roughly, making him moan into your mouth as you make out animalisticly. Since you'd decided this was only about sex, you'd both silently agreed this was finally the time to let out all your horny tension on one another. His hands move to your hips and squeeze them painfully hard. P.J whispers a low "fuck" into your mouth when your body perfectly fills out his hands. You both twist round so that you can sit on the bed with him standing in-between your legs, looking down at you. He brushes a hand through his slick hair quickly.

P.J: "lay back"

You do as he says, and soon enough, hear belt buckle sounds and then the distinct noise of metal and leather hitting the ground.

P.J: " One last time, are you sure?"

He asks whilst literally standing over you with his penis out.

You: "my god, yes P.J!"

P.J: "no need for the attitude"

He says and then immediately his cock is inside you, almost a sort of punishment for being sassy.

You: "Oh my god!"

P.J folds his body over and hooks one arm around you so that he can pull you up to him and kiss you whilst he pumps in and out of you not so gently.

You: "Y-you feel amazing, Phillip"

The use of his full first name leaves him a moaning wreck all of a sudden. You were the only one who still called him that, and for that case, the only one he wouldn't mind calling him that. This instance, though, left him feeling needy as you affirmed it over a few times after soon catching onto the power it held. You bring your hands up between your bodies so you can rub his chest up and down with the palms of your hands.

P.J: "Oh, y/n, I-I am so close"

You: "already?"

You giggle and tease.

P.J: "Oh, its l-like that, huh?"

With that, he pushes harder and faster than he ever had before, leaving your insides feeling warm from your tummy down to your feet.

You: "mm- oh, fuck, don't stop!"

You cry in a high squealing voice you'd find embarrassing in any other context.

P.J: "I- I'm gonna- where'd you want me?"

He asks frantically, his head dropping to suck hig chunks of skin from your neck into his mouth.

You: "my stomach!"

You shriek with no time to really think about where you wanted it. With that, he pulls out and immediately cums a massive amount onto your stomach. Without even time to complain about your unsatisfied state, he was on his knees before you with a handful of thigh in each hand. He licks his lips whilst staring at your core with eyes that indicated total worship before his mouth was fully dived into you. His tongue moved proficiently, hitting a good spot straight away.

You: "Don't move! Oh my god, right there don't fuckin' move!"

You yelp whilst you shake and jolt on your back. It didn't take barely anything to push you over the edge. When you cum your arms start frantically searching everywhere over the bed for something to grab onto. He notices and throws a hand up from where it was on your thigh so you can grab ahold of it with brutal strength. Finally upur lungs deflate and your body goes limp and tingly. His head flops in-between your legs and he lazily pecks at your inner thigh with his eyes shut. He then pulls said thigh towards his face so he can kiss over it further, tickling you. You giggle a little, making him huff in laughter as you fidget and eventually pull away.

You: "That was... fun"

You sigh, P.J pushes himself up with wobbly knees just to collapse next to you on the bed, still panting.

P.J: "Fun? That was mindblowin', y/n"

You roll onto your side to face him.

You: "Your right. That was amazing, Phillip"

He swiftly does the same with his body so he can face you, your faces inches away from one another.

P.J: "God, keep callin' me that and we're gonna have to go again"

You: "What, your name?"

You tease.

P.J: "You know what your doin'"

You both laugh a little, full of blissful serotonin. Your pupils wander the walls of the hotel room until they lock onto a picture you couldn't believe you'd not noticed before.

You: "God, that's gorgeous, ain't it?"

P.J lazily flops his head over so he's looking at the same framed painting.

P.J: "sure, where'd you reckon that is?"

You: "Oh I know where that is, P.J. That's Sucre, in Bolivia. Only the best city in the world"

You smile.

P.J: "When did you go to Bolivia?"

You: "I haven't, that's the problem. Sucre is number one on my bucket list"

P.J: "Bucket list? Your not 90"

You: "Might as well be. I think my life expectancy went down a significant amount when Jackass formed, Jammy"

The nickname you only ever call him when you're in a soft mood rolls off your tongue and brings great joy to his ears. A warm, large hand of his lands on your stomach and strokes it gently in a comforting manor.

P.J: "Don't talk like that, toots. I'll protect ya'"

He speaks softly.

P.J: "And hey, I could take you there... but I don't know how to get there"

You: "You'd take me to Sucre?"

P.J: "Course I would, I knew you'd always been interested in Japan and got the first movie set in Japan didn't I?"

You: "Mhm... your too sweet"

You yawn, allowing his exploration of your torso to continue.

#Spotify #jackass #johnny knoxville #jackass 2 #jackass two #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoville x you #johnny knoxville x female reader #pj clapp

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pentagonieslut · 11 months

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give us your hard thoughts about harry june 🧎‍♀️

you don’t know who you’ve just awakened.

that boy. please. it’s funny we’re the same age but i’d call him zaddy and make him feel like a dilf. anyways.

as much of a switch i am (brat lean, dom lean unless you’re an idol who gives me daddy issues aka johnny…), harry is one of the idols i would just like to absolutely dom and ruin.

i mean if i’m being honest his moans could be pretty or watching him whimper and whine because of how much of a menace i am just makes me hit delu hrs much hardeR.

i wanna scratch his back and leave marks, do the same to his forearms, make a big ass heart hickey that he can’t hide, bruise his jawline from the kisses and marks, tattoo my lips on his neck to let him show who’s toy he is, record his moans to play when i’m lonely, record mine so he can be a good little whore when he’s on tour, embarrass him in front of his dance teacher, make his boner hard to hide around the other members…

now if he was domming me?

i want him to hiss at my nails scratching his back and make marks, screw me into tomorrow, make me beg for him to stop the torment, have him go hard dom and over the edge in terms of me being a brat, his jealousy when i flirt with another member, choking me like he hates me with a passion that’s so bad i’m crying, carrying me everywhere just because he did his shit, big dicking to everyone, *that* iconic video with the ears n tail, cockwarming challenge he set up just to purposely lose the challenge n screw me fr.

ahem. i hope my little TMI has also satisfied you..have a good night, i’m going to take my melatonin— try to. <3

(…i actually can’t sleep lol)

#kpop #dkb #dkb imagine #dkb smut #kpop imagine #dkb harry june #kpop smut #dkb i need love #harry june #dark brown eyes

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irish-urn · 2 years

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LWD: “Male Code Blue”

OKAY I FINALLY FOUND A WAY TO WATCH THESE AGAIN (and I just... Don’t wanna do any more work today. I’m done; no more).

Gosh, Casey is looking some pretty for a family supper... And George sticking his tongue out at Nora? (older!Dasey anyone...?)

My gosh. Neither Sam nor Casey have ANY chill. Nora says the word, “crush”, and they both flinch wildly. Like, I know this is a TV show and they have to make it ~obvious~ but my gosh. My dudes. I am embarrassed for you.

Oh, Sam. I can already see why Sam/Casey don’t work out: he struggles to stand up to either Casey or Derek.

Welp, Sam. If you didn’t want Derek to know about your thing for Casey, you’ve sure ruined that now. The hardness in Derek’s voice and the look he just shot Sam... Oh boy. Poor Sammy. He doesn’t deserve this. He deserves a kinder TV show.

(George, I CANNOT HANDLE HOW OBLIVIOUS YOU ARE)

PAUL YOU ARE THE BEST. That grin you get when Casey starts gushing about Sam -- like. You just genuinely care. And then the way you ask about Derek’s feelings... You are SUCH a good guy. And perceptive!!!

OKAY, COSTUME DEPARTMENT, YOU ARE ON FIRE!!! That guy walking in front of Derek with the “Didn’t your parents teach you how to share sweatshirt” RIGHT AS DEREK SEES CASEY AND SAM FLIRTING. Damn, Costume Dept. You understood this assignment.

Derek clarifying that step-siblings are also off-limits according to the Male Code... I don’t know if that’s him cutting off Sam’s argument that Casey isn’t his sister -- because, bless Sam, but he’s been very consistent in calling Casey and Derek stepsiblings -- or him clarifying it for himself. Maybe both? At this point in the game, Derek doesn’t seem to mind calling Casey a sister (or sis) if it benefits him...

And just when I think Nora is a better parent than George, she shows that she’s as out of the loop with their kids’ lives as him... And now they’re having this conversation about literally this very thing... George, George, George... I’m gonna have to think about this for a while. Because I... I like you, but my gosh.

Derek, you are trying to convince yourself that you’re okay with this, and you are so obviously not. I wish the camera would actually let you be alone with your emotions for one minute. It would do you a world of good.

Casey is so brave. I love her so much. Look at her trying to talk to Sam about things. She is so brave.

DEREK, YOU LITTLE CREEPER, watching from around the corner!!! Also, also: I think he feels bad for Casey. Maybe Sam too, but he’s watching Casey try not to cry, and it’s like... He doesn’t understand what his heart is doing. That’s the face of someone feeling things they don’t understand.

Passive-aggressive Casey is hilarious.

Lizzie is the best sister. What an excellent support to Casey and her craziness.

Every now and again I see how Sam has handled Derek over the years, and I’m glad he has SOME backbone. And all these comments about Derek making ALLLLL the rules...

(something something about Derek making the rules and Casey following them... let me sit on that one for a while)

Edwin (1) calling Casey his sister when she’s not around is the cutest thing ever; and (2) offering to give Sam girl advice because he’s gotten his first girlfriend is also FANTASTIC. And then he actually gives good advice. What a good boy.

So. George and Nora have just DISMALLY failed a quiz about how well they know each other, hear Derek and Sam wrestling, and don’t even go to check it out???? They just! I just!! YOU. GUYS. No WONDER Lizzie is mad. I’m mad!!!

Sam actually grabbing Casey by the waist to keep her from killing Derek. Honestly the bravest thing he’s done all episode.

...is Derek fixing his collar a nervous habit? Is that something he does to give himself a moment to think? (He looks VERY nervous/almost scared right now in the face of a fierce Casey.)

Casey spinning on Sam to shout at him -- I adore her.

The way Derek looks at her when she’s shouting at Sam... I think it’s a mix of relief that she’s no longer screaming at him, amusement at her (because I think he is often WILDLY amused by her), and evil glee that her and Sam might not actually get together... He is still, however, offended when she calls him an idiot (drama king).

WATCH THE EVOLUTION OF DEREK’S HEART. IT ACTUALLY GREW A SIZE BEFORE OUR EYES. Huh. You really do care about Sam. That’s sweet.

And then he gives permission. He’s not hiding that he’s not happy about this, but... Still. Look at his growth!!

Sam, you should have LISTENED TO YOUR HEART. Both Venturi boys are DUMBOS.

CASEY KISSED HIM FIRST. I AM SO PROUD OF HER.

Okay. Do I think Derek is aware he has feelings? Yes. Do I think he knows what these feelings are? ...unsure. I can see him ignoring them, pretending that they’re not what they are...

#life with derek #urn watches lwd #dasey #still not sure how self-aware derek is; he's a bit of a dumbass

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serene-sun · 1 year

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Vent-

TW: sexual assault

I was talking with my boyfriend, and somehow the convo changed to something related to sexual assault. We were just cuddling in bed and watching law and order SVU on the screen (it’s ironically my fav one bc of the characters). And we started talking, it was something along the lines of “would you press charges?” He was like “yeah of course I would.” And I wasn’t thinking and said no. I feel bad, and I feel kinda gross now bc he was naturally confused and asked me why. I didn’t know how to explain it without telling him that I had experienced that, so I just kinda sat their and continued to play on my switch. He kinda really badly wanted an answer, bc I think he had a clue of why but didn’t want to believe it.

Annnnd yeah so now he was asking me all sorts of questions about it like “did you press charges? Did you say no? Did you tell anyone? Who was it? When was it!” And I got pretty overwhelmed. I knew he was just concerned and wanted answers bc he was confused. You can’t tell me he shouldn’t of rammed me with questions, but if it was you, you would want answers too while in a panic. And now it’s so awkward and just kinda triggering, bc just thinking about it made me sick to my stomach. I had to answer them, and so I did, I tried my best, I tried to not cry but I did, I tried to make it make sense, and I tried to make him feel better bc the look on his face was horrible and terrifying. I felt and still feel, super gross and disgusting. It was a huge trigger, and I feel the same awful feeling as when it happened. Now it’s just sunken into my skin and I feel so disgusting. I feel like he doesn’t deserve to be with me. He deserves someone cleaner, more innocent. I just wanna curl into a ball and hide.

And I don’t want to exists right now, I just wanna run and hide and be the ghost I am. Thats honestly why I enjoy being on here, I have like a different life. There’s no fights or physical activity on here. I don’t have to worry about embarrassment or anything. I feel so useless, like a really bad headache all over. It’s all my fault and now it feels like he’s always staring at me, and like he’s talking about me. I feel so bad, I didn’t want to burden him with this information. I don’t want him to worry, or be angry. I’m tiered of people putting me on top of the podium and putting me in charge of everything. Can I once not have to take care of everything? It’s too much to bear in my mind, it’s too much to keep locked away.

And the whole point of this vent, is that idk what to do. Because he’s telling me that I need to press charges, that I should call the police. But I tried that when it had happened and nobody believes me so why go now? When it was so long ago? When it was so many times? Why should I care what happens to him? He’s married with kids for gods sake and I’m supposed to ruin their life’s?!

#serene sun nocontext #sorry #it’s so long

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kunigamiis · 3 years

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can you do kise, aomine, kagami and whoever else you choose ignoring your safeword, please 😫

contains kise ryouta & aomine daiki (these were long so i'll do kagami next time)

tw degradation, darcyphilia, dubcon, size kink, painful sex, punishment, choking, daddy

✰ KISE

- ryouta isn't mean when he's fucking you, even when you piss him off - he even likes it when you're mouthy with him - but if he's having a really bad day sometimes he can't help himself - it's his personal pride to make you sob under his words, hands, his tongue - he doesn't mean to get carried away, but it's easy to lose himself in you and how pretty you sound - to the point where he's not really listening to your words anymore - you almost never use your safeword - but today wasn't a good day for you either, and his words hurt much more - you're past the point of just crying out of embarrassment and pleasure - the longer he continues the tighter your chest gets, and you push at his shoulders

"Got your filthy cunt squeezing me like crazy, baby," the tone in his voice is amused, vicious. "You're nothing more than my personal cumdump. Maybe I'll ruin you for anyone else, hm?"

You've already taken every single of his insults, but he hasn't let up for a second. Your eyes are clenched shut as you cling to his shoulders, unwillingly digging your nails in a little harder. He hisses, but has no intention of slowing down. "No," you cry.

"Yeah, think I'll ruin you. So that when I replace you, you'll come crawling back to me all teary eyed." It's too much. Way too much, your heart clenching and warm, wet tears spilling back down your face.

"W-wanna stop, Ryou," you sniffle, mouth falling open again when he only picks up the pace, focussing on the sight of you taking him deep inside.

"Cry harder, baby, you know I like it." He's not looking at you, just has his hands clamped on your thighs, pulling you to meet each thrust. "So fucking- tight."

"Stop. Ryouta." He bites his lip, rolling his hips against you so deep and hard. "Red, red," you shake your head now, really squeezing at his shoulder when he shows no intent of stopping. Your body is so locked up that even the pumps in and out hurt. You almost draw blood with how hard you grab his arm. "Red, Kise!"

Suddenly he's lifting himself off of you right away, trying to meet your eyes as your chest heaves up and down too hard. He's quick to pull out and grab hold of your face as you shake your face side to side. "Shhh, I'm so sorry, baby. I got you now, I'm sorry."

"Why-" your crying only helped a little as he looks at you with such worried eyes, mortification all over his handsome face. "I said stop."

He kneels by you the second you show some signs of calling down to wrap you into his arms, tucking you safely into the crook of his neck as you sob. "I'm sorry, I really- I didn't hear you. I wasn't listening." His kisses are soft on the shell of your ear. "I love you so much. It won't happen again."

✰ AOMINE

- we all know aomine is big - he's big and he knows it and isn't afraid to overwhelm you with it - of course, normally he'll be attentive enough to put your pleasure first - but there's days where his attention on you just goes straight out the window - and he's too busy chasing his own high and pleasure to take it slower - you use your safeword from time to time, and he doesn't take it personal - he knows you're taking what you can and doing your best for him - but he's been trying to fuck you the entire day to relieve some damn stress and he's been blue balled every fucking time - his patience is on it's final stretch - of course, you can't know that when you ask him to just slow down a little

"Daddy, daddy," you coo, knees pressed up to your ears and your blood pounding between your ears. He's already taken two orgasms out of you and you're rapidly coming up to a third, but his pace has been so hard and forceful that your clit feels sore already. "Mhm- Dai-"

Your mouth clamps shut when he doesn't give you a moment to adjust to the feeling of his flushed head pushing into your pussy, glaring down at your body with his lip tucked between his lips. "Aw, aw, aw," you try to ignore the stretch and take the inches he's shoving into you all at once, making your body feel so small and tight, "daddy, you're so big. So f-fuck-ing big."

His breaths are short and heavy, already bottoming out and pushing your walls out too fast, making tears well up in your eyes as you watch him. "Fuck, daddy, slow down. Please, slo-w down a little."

"Shut up," he snarls back, grabbing your throat and squeezing it between long fingers. His hand is warm and heavy, and your cunt clenches despite yourself as he starts fucking into you hard and fast. "Don't tell me what the fuck to do."

You can't help but crack your mouth open and cry about how hard he's really pumping into you, large cock hitting so deep it makes your stomach flip. It hurts, really, and you grab at his arm for support. "Hurts," you squeak.

"Hah? I told you to shut up. Take what I give you, slut." He only squeezes harder, making your eyes roll back as you sob and shake your head, clenching hard around him. You can't take it, the heavy pumps against your overstimulated clit and how deep he's fucking you is too much.

"I don't like this," you cry out, ignoring his scoff to push against his stomach hard. "Stop, you're hurting me." Your pathetic little mumbles are ignored for a few more seconds before you snap, shoving his arm off your throat with all your might. He totally loses his balance and slips down onto his knees as you shout, voice breaking. "Red, Aomine! Get the hell off me."

Your heavy breathing is the only sound for a few seconds, before he takes in a breath. "Baby? I- I didn't mean to-"

The sound of his voice so soft now only makes you cry, clenching your eyes shut. He slowly and ever so gently pulls out of you to quickly fish his boxers from the floor and put them on. "I know you didn't mean to," you squeak as he scoops you up against his body, "but that really hurt."

"Shit," is all he says for a few seconds, before slowly rubbing your shoulders with his large hands, trailing kisses down the length of your neck and your shoulders. "I'm really sorry, angel."

"S'okay."

"It's not."

"Let me hit you one time and we'll call it even."

#knb smut #kise ryouta #kise smut #aomine daiki #aomine smut #tw.degradation #tw.darcyphilia #tw.dubcon #tw.size kink #tw.choking #knb.txt

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taylorkellyreporting · 2 years

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i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: bridgerton season 2

hitting play on this silly little show for kathony 😁

right just sat through the s1 recap and i’m deffo gonna need subtitles cos i can’t understand a word they’re saying 😭

LMAOOOO what is on her head

so redhead is basically gossip girl? why does she do it?

i already love anthony he’s hilarious

“do you read?” “books?” obviously 😭

well damn he has a nice body

DID HE PAY HER??$?$$4&($?&:&

wow doesn’t even have the courtesy to shut the door behind him

AURRRR GOD SHE’S GORGEOUS

just made eye contact for the first time alright people it’s fucking showtime let’s GO!

oh her smile is beautiful

edwina’s gorgeous too woah and their mom is so pretty that whole family is fine

NEWTON I LOVE HIM ALREADY OH HES SO 🥹

newton’s so fat 😭

kate’s a sarcastic shit and i love her

“this place may feel different, but it will never change the way you and i see each other.” this ages like milk

aurrr God i love kate and edwina’s relationship i am not ready for it to be ruined

those wigs are…🫢

kate is literally moving all over the room in order to keep watching anthony bitch GET UP

“wed, bed and bred” oh wow??????

anthony’s face 😭😭 he was not expecting her to go off on him like that i can’t breathe

“they escaped you? good for them 🙂” pls

eloise is def not played by a teen her voice is too damn old

my gawd kate loves edwina so much i’m crying

“i would rather DIE!” she’s a real one 😭

GOD i thought i’d never finish episode one

lmao kate really just embarrassed him in front of all those other men 😭

oh penelope is down bad

living for kathony’s banter

oh wow he really hired that guy to distract kate

one thing about anthony he’s gonna angrily rant about kate to his siblings

lmao she doesn’t even ride horses 😭

i’m sorry but i can’t seem to care about anything other than kathony

“write that down.” benedict looks so disappointed 😭

whew that scene between kate and lady danbury in her room…intense

HOLY SHIT THE BEGINNING OF EP THREE?????

NOT HER BEING DOWN WITH INCEST?!($)&(!:

he called kate a gatekeeper i can’t breathe 😭

kate looked so proud when newton barked at anthony lmfaooo

oh wow daphne thought kate was the one anthony was courting…even she can feel the tension

poor anthony he couldn’t even grieve his father

kate and anthony are serving in the enemies to lovers deparment

so far all this game is showing me is that edwina definitely doesn’t fit in with the bridgerton’s the way that kate does. she’s taken to their games v easily whereas edwina looks like she’d rather be anywhere else

“i knew i liked her.” oh kate’s gonna have that entire family wrapped around her finger just by keeping anthony on his toes 😭

oh colin shot those two balls that far on purpose!!!! he deffo ships it no i do not take constructive criticism

and the way daphne watches them? they all see the potential

my God this is the first time i’ve seen a full ass grin on anthony’s face…kate did that 😌

kathony laughing and smiling with each other…feels good feels organic

the flashbacks are so sad ☹️

edwina and anthony could’ve been cute if kathony’s chemistry wasn’t so strong

oh he feels everything daphne was describing just…with kate.

“edmund was the air that i breathed. and now there is no air.” oh my God

i just wanna give anthony the biggest hug

BENEDICT IS SO GONE 😭😭

oh daphne is the captain of the kathony ship

that had to be deeply embarrassing for edwina

if i were kate i would wanna kill anthony for making edwina cry and assume his failing to propose was her fault

benedict is so fucking funny

THE BEE SCENE????? JESUS CHRIST THEIR CHEMISTRY IS INSANE I FELT LIKE I WAS INTRUDING

they’re both losing their shit 😭

“i need your help getting him to fall in love with you.” oh she’s gonna regret saying that 😭😭

why is daphne’s husband never around? does he not fuck with her family?

God this scene is so awkward

damn anthony didn’t even let her get his entire name out of her mouth before immediately answering her he’s down so bad 😭

love kathony but this hunting shit ain’t it like i’m bored

anthony got one look at her thigh and lost all ability to function he’s so real

they’re so childish i love them

it’s about the ✨hands✨

GOD THEY GIVE ME SUCH A BUZZ

“you must keep doing whatever it is that you are doing.” she just keeps digging a bigger hole for herself 😭

oh fuck this scene for being in the middle of a storm now i can’t properly watch it

their dance???? the delena of it all

HIS REACTION TO HER SAYING SHE’S GOING BACK TO INDIA ONCE THEY’RE MARRIED OH I FEEL SICK

need them to stop being interrupted before they get to the good part

oh God. oh no.

daphne looks so proud of him cause she thinks he’s gonna follow his heart but i have no doubt that what he’s actually gonna do is propose to edwina

i never wanna see kate cry ever again

the way kate thought he wanted to speak with her my stomach

aurrr God i wanna hug kate so badly

edwina talking about her and anthony having kids and them + kate all being a family…i cannot even imagine how kate felt in that moment cause i feel like i was punched

my God the way kate flinched back a bit when he said marrying her was an unthinkable fate this is fucking sick like genuinely sick

and now she has to try on the ring what the fuck

oh he’s jealous i love it here

okay anthony is dead wrong for interfering with kate’s well…date. like dude you’re engaged to her sister??? that’s gotta be so confusing for her

not them falling into the water 😭😭

“it’s not proper to stare.” she says as she stares

shit that dinner scene was intense as hell had me holding my breath and everything

danbury told her to tell the truth in the ep 1 and she never did it 🫤

YOU ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE AND THE OBJECT OF ALL MY DESIRES ARE YOU FUCKIJG KIDDING ME?$)8)&;&:85

ANTHONY REALLY SAID HE’D THINK ABOUT BEING WITH KATE EVERY DAY OF HIS MARRIAGE TO EDWINA UNTIL HE FINALLY SNAPS AND CHEATS ON HER WITH KATE I CANT BREATHE

oh Jesus edwina loves him

the kathony scene in the woods…i can literally see him falling more and more in the love with her the more she talks

the fuck did the queen just inhale?!

“i fear that he does not look at me often enough.” that’s because he’s looking at your sister.

anthony’s so fucking bitter about this marriage 😭

also it just clicked that kate called anthony by his name for the first time i’m gonna cry

damn daphne went in on him

this is brutal

OH SHIT SHE FIGURED IT OUT

imagine finding out that your fiancé and your sister are having an emotional affair on your wedding day

their first kiss is going to be so satisfying

“half. sister.” Jesus christ.

FUCKING FINALLY

CANT BREATHE CANT MOVE CANT FUNCTION

oh poor edwina ☹️

God that smirk on anthony’s face when he and kate make eye contact fjgjgjfks

love that newton likes anthony now

not anthony sniffing the air as kate walked by oh my boy is down horrendous

the dance scene was too damn cute

not penelope betraying eloise oh wow?

i’ve stopped being able to function

just fucking in the middle of the garden like wow

her blood on his hands aurrr God

this anthony scene with his mom has me crying

penelope is a backstabbing bitch

edwina deserves everything good

this episode has me in a chokehold

the queen was the real mvp for stopping the rumors + mentioning to edwina that her nephew is a prince

HE PROPOSED AND SHE SAID YES!!!! I DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO LOSE

daphne having a smug ass smile on her face when kathony is kissing on the field cos she knew there was something more between them since day one i love it here

this show is so good i might tune in to season one

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hunni-pen · 3 years

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All the Time in the World| DEKU

Genre: Smut, nsfw, 18+ content

Content warning: Thigh highs, choking, size kink, hand kink, ruined orgasm, Dom!Deku, Praise(??)

Notes: I wanted to try writing a playful top Deku. Sorry I’m experimenting. This took WAY longer than it should’ve and I still don’t like it tbh.

Thank you to everyone who’s waited so patiently for it❤️

Any person, place, actions, or events that have been written similar to other works are purely coincidental, and not related to any fics.

Asks open

Word Count: 2.2k

Taglist: @fandomgirllover @ilikemaruchan @carrrloss @call-me-koi @galaxygoddess1412 (hope these tags work)

— Part 1 —

Izuku ever the gentleman escorted you out of his agency, and you hoped that the rip he’d put in your tights couldn’t be seen from your skirt. You also hoped that you didn’t look too riled up. You felt too riled up.

Heat still pooling between your wet thighs, and cheeks warm with embarrassment. Midway through Izuku practically fucking you into his desk, his PR agent had knocked on his office door, stating he was needed in the meeting room.

He’d pulled out of you with a disappointed sigh. Smiling down at your fucked out face. “Guess we’ll have to wait till we get home huh?”

You’d tried to pull yourself together enough while he was finishing up his meeting. Then he was walking you down to catch your taxi back to your job.

Before he closed your door to the taxi, he kissed the top of your head, whispering, “be ready for me when I get there. I expect to see some thigh highs.”

So of course you were looking forward to getting off work, eyes glancing at the clock every so often as if that would make time speed up. Although it didn’t really matter anyways. Izuku had a small habit of working overtime so you knew you’d be home before him, and still have some time to kick back before he did.

You took your time showering and picking out a set of underwear, before covering them in some oversized sweater from the floor of your closet, and taking some time to watch your show. One hour turned to two, and before you knew it, you heard his key click into the door. You gasped, surprised that he was actually home earlier than normal.

You didn’t even think to turn the TV off as you sprang up and dashed to the room. Tearing the draws open and finding the first pair of sheer socks you saw, successfully pulling one on and starting to put in the other, when his heavy footsteps began to start down the hallways.

You threw off your sweater and jumped to sit on your knees on the bed. Smiling innocently as possible. Izuku stopped at the door to the room, shirt already balled up in his hands.

“Someone was in a rush,” he commented looking over your frazzled state.

“No, I was waiting for you,” you lied through your teeth.

“Were you?” You nodded, watching Izuku approach you with slow steady steps, his green eyes roaming your figure. “Cause I don’t think you were.”

He pushed you to lay on your back, pulling your feet out from underneath you, and looking up your legs. He tucked his fingers under the fabric of the thigh high you’d failed to pull up all the way. He slid it up your leg, slowly, maintaining his eye contact.

“I think you didn’t listen to me. Which is such a shame, cause I was gonna treat you so well tonight.”

You pouted, “no, I was listening, I really was. I just thought you were gonna be late tonight.”

“It seems we both had a misunderstanding then, cause I thought my good little girl was gonna be waiting for me all wet and ready.” You squirmed under his gaze, feeling embarrassed that you’d been so obviously caught.

Your eyes shifted to look around the room as you tried to come up with something, to prove your innocence. “I was gonna be but-“

“But you weren’t,” Izuku signed dramatically, causing you to look at him once more. “I guess, you don’t wanna have any fun then, and that’s okay. I’ll just go get started on dinner.”

You racked your brain to try and find any reasoning for him to be teasing you so rudely, finally coming to the conclusion that he was playing a mean game to mess with you, as he’d been prone to doing that before.

He pulled away and you scrambled up to grab his arm, frowning up at him. “I don’t like this game Izuku.”

You didn’t sit through the rest of your work day with an uncomfortable ache between your legs only to be denied what you’ve been waiting for cause he decided to tease you. You had no patience for games and jokes today. You were gonna be fucked and that was that.

“I’m not playing,” he laughed. You pulled him back to hover over you, looking at him with your best puppy eyes. His smile disappeared, “fine, but you gotta do everything I say.”

You nodded enthusiastically as he climbed to straddle your waist. Leaning in for a kiss, you expected Izuku's lips to press to yours. Instead you were met with a finger to your lips.

“Open up, I’m not being nice.”

You hesitated, Izuku wasn’t normally so mean, yet you couldn’t help but like it. Dropping your jaw and letting him slide his pointer finger in your mouth, gliding over your tongue.

You loved his hands. His fingers were wide and calloused, they filled you up quick, and he was so good with them. Equally, he loved the way your lips, your mouth and your pussy, wrapped around them. Clenching and soaking them. He could have you shaking and crying on them all night.

He wanted to push you to the point where you were moaning and crying from the pleasure. His plan tonight wasn’t to make you feel good. He wanted you to writhe underneath him and beg. He wanted to make you scream in frustration.

He sucked in a breath as you opened your mouth further to allow him to add a second finger. His knee pressed to your dampening core, the pressure causing a broken whine to slip through your open lips.

“Getting so wet and I’ve barely even touched you. Too bad. I said we’re taking our time now. There’s no one to interrupt me.”

You gagged around his fingers as he thrust them deeper down your throat. Your own hand wrapping around his wrist, to pull his fingers out of your mouth to direct them down in between your legs.

“At least fuck me please, just a little bit,” you whined brow furrowing.

“Begging? So soon? Lemme me hear more.” He nudged your underwater to the side, not daring to move another inch.

With hot cheeks and averted eyes, you asked again. Your voice lowered to an embarrassed whine. “Fuck me please, with your fingers please.”

He raised his eyebrows, amused at your use of please twice in one sentence. “You must really want me huh?” His index finger rubbed your clit.

You bit your lip and nodded, “yes. I lo- I love how you make me feel.”

His fingertips teased your entrance as a sickly sweet smile grew on his face. “Only I can make you feel good, right?”

You nodded again, your desperate expression made his heart squeeze; he almost couldn’t keep up his teasing act, you just looked so cute, begging for his fingers. He plunged his two fingers into your wet cunt, curling them up against your g-spot, in a way that had your legs shaking. A long drawn out moan in the sound of his name fell from your lips.

“Awww say my name again,” he cooed.

“Izuku.”

His fingers pumped in and out of you while his thumb rubbed your clit. He leaned forward, lips pressing to yours in a soft lingering kiss. He added a third finger, your jaw dropping from the stretch, nails digging into his shoulder. The hot pain from your nails scratching his skin pulled a grunt from Izuku's throat.

As your orgasm built up, your whimpers turned to moans, legs shaking from the pleasure Izuku's fingers were giving you. His fingers hit all the right places inside you with practiced precision. He didn’t stop or slow down, even as you were telling him that you were cumming.

For a second you were there. The ultimate high was within your grasp. You were spilling over the edge, slowly, bit by bit. Hot waves of arousal pushing you further over. All at once, you felt everything, then nothing.

You sucked a breath in, the lack of friction yanked you forcefully out of your daze. Izuku had pulled away completely, hands up as you reeled back down from your ruined orgasm.

“Fuck, why did you do that?” you whined.

He smiled, that stupid innocent smile. Something sinister gleaming in his eyes. “I changed my mind. I didn't want you to cum.”

Your breath shook and your eyes watered, “that’s- that’s not nice.”

“Do you know what else isn’t nice? When I tell you to be ready for me, and you're not.” He scolded and wiped your tears away. “Do you wanna cum pretty girl?”

You nodded, “please Izuku?”

“Come sit on my cock, and earn it.”

He sat back, allowing you to move on his lap, hovering over him, he brought you closer to him. Taking his thick length into his fist, and pumping it a few times, small gasps falling from his lips. He guided the tip to your entrance, teasing your wet folds.

“Do you want this?”

“Yes,” you sighed, closing your eyes in anticipation.

Your bottom lip tucked under your teeth as you expectantly awaited the painful stretch of Izuku's cock filling you up. But it never came, at least not when you were expecting it too. Right as you opened your mouth to complain, he thrust up into you, causing your grip in him to tighten and a pained squeak to fall from your lips.

Izuku threw his head back, biting back his own moans. “Fuck you’re so tight baby.” He peeked an eye open and looked down to where you took him in. “I’m not even all the way yet.”

“You’re just so big.” Your nails dug into his skin, and you tried to push yourself further down on him.

He rolled his hips up to meet yours, the rest of his length sliding into you. Your jaw dropped and you shut your eyes tight, legs shaking as you felt yourself come up on the cusp of another orgasm. He just hit you in all the right places. Even the steering pain of the head of his cock kissing your cervix was easy to ignore when you felt so good.

You began to bounce slightly, craving that friction that you so desperately needed to get off. Pulling off him entirely before sinking back on with a breath of relief. You wanted more of him. All of him. This is what you’ve been waiting for all day. For him to fuck you. You didn’t mind the pain or the stretch, you loved it.

“Yeah, fuck yourself on my dick. You take me so well baby.” His hands slid down your waist, where he’d been guiding your hips down, to grip your thighs, fingers curling into the lace of the thigh highs you wore. He pulled the band and let them snap back into place, before rubbing your skin.

“So pretty,” he murmured.

Your frantic bouncing slowed to a grind, as you tried to give your clit the attention it deserved. Izuku tucked his head into the crook of your neck, hot breath fanning against your skin.

“C’mon don’t slow down now, you were doing so well. Keep going,” he begged, his own hips rutting up into yours. His demanding facade from earlier completely depleted. Now, he just wanted you. “Or do you want me to fuck you?”

You hummed, nodding, your legs were aching, even with Izukus help, it was hard for you to keep a steady pace on top of him. You let him pull out of you, and didn’t complain or whine about how empty you felt without him filling you up. Instead letting him lay you back on the bed, lining his tip up with your entrance.

He pushed himself back into you, not taking any time to let you grow accustomed to his size before he began fucking into you. His hands on either side of your head, his green eyes bore down into yours.

“You’re so pretty underneath me. You never fail to take my breath away,” he panted.

“You make me feel so good,” you moaned, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. He let you pull him down and take his lips in a short kiss.

“Yeah? Well you make me feel good too,” he laughed lightly. His thrusts became sloppy and his fingers gripped the sheets, as he neared his own orgasm. “Wanna cum with me?”

“Yeah,” you gasped, reaching a hand down to circle your clit. “Let’s cum together Izuku.”

He bit his lip and nodded, eyes screwed shut to blink back tears. He was always so sensitive. With one last thrust he was spilling into you. Hot white spurts of cum coating your inner walls. The frantic twitching of his cock sending you over the edge.

Your legs wrapped around his waist in a poor attempt to pull him impossibly closer as your walls spasmed and gushed around him. His name falling from your lips in short breaths.

“Good job,” he whispered, pulling out of you.

Izuku much preferred fucking you at home than at work. Sure, there was always the thrill that came with taking you on his desk in his office. But nothing beat this. Alone with you, uninterrupted, with all the time in the world.

———

Thank god I can get this out of my drafts. I hope I never have to see this fic again.

This is my longest fic

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fallingforunrealisticromance · 3 years

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I've got you - Derek Morgan x Fem! Reader

A/N: Do you guys like longer stories or should I stick to smaller, one-shot type ones? Let me know:)

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of being attacked

Word Count: 4803

***= time skip

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Being the target of unsub was very different then how I imagined it to be. From what I heard about most BAU cases, I’d probably be kidnapped or lured away by someone who presented themselves in such a way that I trusted them. Then once they had me I’d most likely be brutally tortured, held in a remote location and probably end up dead. But it’s nothing like that. At least not at the moment. It could change, I don’t know. Right now – I’m just waiting.

“Hey you!” Penelope’s cheery voice came through the phone.

“Hey Pen. How are you?” I said chuckling.

“Well thankfully today I don’t have to sift through a hundred different photos of some poor persons mutilated corpse as we have no cases. So right now, I’m pretty much up to nothing. I was sorting through some files, you know just tidying things up, but that got boring.” She explained happily. I could hear her twiddling with her fluffy pen in her hands as she spoke.

“Sounds perfectly uneventful.” I replied.

“It is and I couldn’t be more thankful.” She stated matter of factly.

“So can I do for you my love?” She asked.

“Well, I was just thinking I could swing by the office, maybe we could grab a bite to eat? I’m bored out of my mind.” I said sighing.

“It doesn’t surprise me; I still can’t believe they fired you!” Garcia exclaimed. I just rolled my eyes.

“I know, they literally had CCTV footage of Ryan throwing himself at me, yet they still think I was lying, it’s ridiculous.” I huffed.

“I could always do some digging; I’m sure your boss has some type of dirt on him. You could use it as blackmail to get your job back?” She suggested hopefully. I laughed at her words.

“As someone who works for the FBI I really don’t think you should be encouraging me to blackmail someone Pen. But thanks for the offer, I don’t really want to go back there anyways.” I explained.

“Understandable. But anyway, back to the point, yes we can go for lunch.” She concluded happily.

“Brilliant, I’m on my way I’ll be there in 10.” I hung up the phone and grabbed my stuff. It had been so long since I’d seen Garcia, or any of the BAU lot. Despite us being friends for a while now, our different schedules made it hard to see each other on a frequent basis. I checked how I looked once last time in the mirror before making my way out to my car.

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As I made my way up to the BAU offices, I could feel the nerves growing inside of me. It was stupid to feel this way, these guys were some of my closest friends. But it had been a good few months since I’d last seen them in person. I just really didn’t want things to be awkward.

“Y/N!” I heard a familiar voice call from behind me. I turned to see Emily stood with a huge grin on her face.

“Emily, hi.”

“Oh my god it’s good to see you.” She said pulling me in for a hug.

“It’s good to see you too, I’ve missed you guys.” I replied, a smile spreading its way across my lips.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“Oh I’ve come to get Garcia, we’re going out for lunch. You can join if you’re free, she mentioned you didn’t have any cases today.” I explained.

“Yeah lunch would be great. I’ll go find the others they’d love to see you.” Emily replied before darting off to find the others. I could see Aaron sat in his office, looking very intensely at some files. I made my way up the stairs and knocked on his door.

“Come in.”

I poked my head round the door and smiled at him. “Hi”

He looked up, his stern expression quickly replaced with a smile.

“Y/N, hi!” He stood up from his desk and walked over to me. He gave me a quick hug. “How are you?” He asked resting on his desk.

“Yeah I’m doing alright.” He raised an eyebrow at me, clearly not believing me. Bloody profilers

“What’s going on? He asked.

I sighed, smiling at him. “It’s nothing bad.” I didn’t really feel like explaining that I’d been sacked. Even if wasn’t my fault. I shouldn’t feel embarrassed, he wouldn’t judge me, but it was still awkward.

“If it’s nothing bad, then why don’t you wanna tell me?” He asked light-heartedly. He wouldn’t actually make me tell him if I didn’t want to, but he wanted me to know I could talk to him.

“I kind of got fired” I confessed. Hotch looked shocked.

“What happened?”

“Some guy was like non-stop flirting with me. But not just flirting, it was really weird. He kept asking me twisted personal questions and would always take pictures of me.” As I explained, I could see hotch getting visibly annoyed. “Then one day, he actually put his hands on me. In a proper gropey way. So, I told the manager and he told me I was lying to ruin this other guy’s career” I rolled my eyes as I finished, the memory of the incident replaying in my head. Hotch was quiet for a second before replying.

“We can lock him up if you want” He suggested causing me to chuckle.

“I’ll consider it.” Hotch smiled.

“Seriously though, that’s messed up. I’m sorry.” He patted me on the shoulder. “

It’s fine, it was a boring job anyway.”

“I’m sure. Well let’s go down, I’m sure the other will wanna see you.” He made his way to the door, and I followed after him. As we came down into the bullpen, I saw JJ, Emily, Reid, and Garcia all stood together. They all turned and smiled as they saw me coming down the stairs. We exchanged hugs and ‘how are yous’ before settling down.

“So, are you ready?” Garcia asked, grabbing her coat.

“Where you guys off to?” JJ asked.

“We’re gonna grab a bite to eat, you guys should come” I offered. They all agreed, and we went to leave.

“Hold up” A voice that made my heart skip came from behind me. I turned and saw Derek Morgan, flashing me that heart melting smile, walking towards me.

“So, you just thought you could walk your fine self into my place of work, and get away with not coming to see me?” He asked smoothly.

I laughed. “Good to see you too handsome.”

“Come here” He swung his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. Besides Garcia, me and Derek were the closest. He was my best friend. I cared about him more than I cared about myself. And if I’m being honest, I miss him more than anyone. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and buried my head in the crook of his neck. I felt his hands holding me close to him. Being in his arms again, as cliché as it sounds, it felt like home. After what felt like forever, we finally let each other go. I tried to hide the few tears that had managed to form in my eyes but when you’re surrounded by a team of profilers that can be quite difficult. Morgan placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, don’t cry gorgeous.” He said comfortingly.

“Ugh I know it’s stupid.” I groaned wiping the tears away. “I’ve just missed you all. So much.” I chuckled slightly.

“We’ve missed you too, sweet girl.” Garcia said nudging my arm.

“Morgan the most though. Your all he’s talked about for a while now.” Reid chipped in, earning a look from Morgan. I raised my eyebrows at him playfully.

“Oh, am I you now?” He rolled his eyes jokingly at me.

“Now don’t start okay, it’s not like that” He said chuckling. We all laughed and made our way out of the building. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Morgan punch Reid in the arm. “You’re gonna pay for that pretty boy”.

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I shouldn’t have been nervous. I’d been back with these guys for what, 3 hours, and it felt like we’d never been apart. I wiped away a tear that had escaped as I laughed at a joke JJ had made.

“So, Y/N, besides your boss being a complete idiot – what's been going on with you?” Hotch asked.

“Um not much to be honest. I’ve been helping my sister out with her son seeing as she’s back at work now.” I explained.

“He’s the same age as jack right?” Hotch asked, a smile forming on his lips. I nodded.

“She’s thinking about relocating, you know trying to be closer to me and her work so she doesn’t have to be away from him as much so they might end up being in the same class.”

“I’m sure him and Jack will be great friends” Hotch replied happily. A comfortable silence fell over us for a second, before JJ piped up.

“How’s the love life then Y/n?” She said smiling, her eyes flickering from me to Derek. I noticed him shift slightly next to me but didn’t think anything of it.

“Yeah, got your eye on anyone?” Emily chipped in.

“Um no, still as lonely as ever.” I joked.

Garcia scoffed. “Not true.”

I glared at her, willing her to shut up but of course she ignored me. “What about that absolute hottie you’ve been out with?” She smiled at me mischievously as she spoke.

Derek turned to face me. “Absolute hottie?” He repeated.

I felt my cheeks flush red with embarrassment.

“It’s nothing, just a couple of dates.” I said hurriedly.

“Well tell us about him” Emily said leaning forward.

“I don’t know guys it’s nothing serious.” I really didn’t feel like talking about him, mainly because of who he was.

“I don’t care I wanna know. Where’d you meet him?” She pressed. I sighed, she obviously wasn’t going to give up and by the look on everyone else’s face they were just as curious.

“We have mutual friends. And I went out for a drink with them one night and he was there.” I explained.

“Very nice.” JJ confirmed.

“What does he look like?” I was about to reply but Garcia beat me to it.

“Absolutely gorgeous. He has this beautiful sort of surfer boy hippie type blonde hair. And his eyes, ohmygod, I feel like he could stare into my soul. And don’t even get me started on that jawline. I could grate cheese with it.” Garcia gushed, placing her hand over her heart. Everyone chuckled before looking back at me.

“Sounds like a real dreamboat” Derek muttered. I glanced over at him, there was something about his tone that made me feel bad about talking about my date.

“What does he do?” Reid asked, finally deciding to join the conversation. I shuffled uncomfortably, glancing at Aaron.

“Um h-he’s a chef” I stuttered avoiding eye contact. Aaron chocked slightly on the mouthful of food he’d just placed in his mouth. Of course, he’d figured it out. My face was defiantly burning bright red right now. Everyone looked awkwardly from me to Hotch.

“What’s his name?” He asked, his voice steady.

“Sean” I said quietly. Everyone fell silent. Garcia’s mouth fell open. I’d never told her who he was, only showed her a picture but I guessed she’d never met him. Everyone waited for Hotch’s reaction. He put his cutlery down and crossed his arms. He just stared at me, not saying anything. I’d never felt more embarrassed. He cleared his throat before he spoke.

“Did you have fun?” My eyes widened. Safe to say that was not the reaction I was expecting.

“Well, yeah. He took me to a few really cool places, and he’s a total gentleman.” I replied. I thought I saw a hint of a smile grace his lips.

“I’m glad.” He said before turning his attention back to his food. We all looked at each other awkwardly.

“I-is that it?” I stuttered. Hotch turned his eyes to me.

“Y/N you don’t need my permission to date someone.”

“Yeah I know, but he’s your brother.”

“And?”

“Well, I don’t know, I just didn’t want things to be awkward.” I mumbled.

“Y/N, it’s fine. I don’t have an issue with it. If anything, I think you might be good for Sean” I let out a sigh of relief.

“Um well thank you Aaron” Everyone turned back to their food and after a few moments, conversation picked back up again. I looked over at Derek. He’d barley spoken to me since Garcia had mentioned I’d been on a date. I nudged his leg under the table causing him to look at me.

“You doing a sponsored silence I’m not aware of?” I joked. He offered me a tight-lipped smile but he didn’t reply. My brow furrowed.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked. He’s not one for being silent.

“Nothing, I’m all good pretty girl” He replied but he wouldn’t look at me.

“You don’t seem ‘all good’.” Whatever was going on in his head must have been important, we never kept secrets.

“Look at me.” I said, my tone soft. Derek sighed before he turned to face me, reluctantly meeting my gaze. I searched his eyes trying to figure him out. “What’s going on with you?”

“I said I’m fine would you drop it?” He snapped. I don’t think he meant it to sound as harsh as it did, but it took me by surprise. Everyone clearly heard the aggressive tone and snapped their heads to face us.

“Am I not allowed to care about my friend?” I shot back, not caring about the prying eyes on us. He scoffed at my words causing me to raise my eyebrows at him. “Something funny?”

“God can’t you just leave me alone? Just accept the fact that maybe I don’t wanna talk to you right now.” He said visibly aggravated. His words shocked me. He’d never spoken like this to me before and if I’m being entirely honest, it hurt. By the collective gasp that came from the table, it’s safe to say the others were just as surprised. I could feel tears beginning to prick in my eyes. I never cried if someone was rude to me but for some reason the fact that it was Derek, hurt like a bitch. His eyes flickered with regret.

“You know what fine, it’s not like I’ve been waiting to see you for the past 3 months. If you want to sit here and strop like a little kid then you do that Derek. But I’m not sitting around to watch it.” I grabbed my stuff and stood up “Here’s the money for my stuff” I placed the money on the table and turned to leave.

“Y/N, wait don’t go.” JJ called. “I’m sorry guys, it’s been great to see you. I’m sorry it was ruined.” I replied shooting a glare at Derek. Annoyingly, as he caught my gaze a stray tear fell down my cheek. I hurriedly wiped it away before practically running out of the restaurant.

*Third person POV*

Back at the table everyone glared at Derek as they watched Y/N run out the door.

“What the hell was that about?” Emily asked angrily. Derek leant back in his seat, refusing to make eye contact with any of them. He hadn’t meant to upset her. But the way she spoke about Sean, it shifted something inside of him. A feeling he’d never felt when it came to her. Jealousy. He had no reason to be jealous, it’s not like him and Y/N were together. They were friends, and she could date whoever she wanted. In fact, he’d even set her up a few times. But for some reason tonight was different. Maybe it was the fact it was Aaron’s brother? Maybe he was just upset at how the girls had gushed over him? But why would that matter?

“Derek.” Hotch’s voice came. Derek looked up, not realising he’d been ignoring them. “What gives you the right to speak to her like that? She was just looking out for you.” Hotch said his voice stern.

“I don’t know.” Derek mumbled.

“You need to apologise.” JJ added. Derek nodded before getting up.

“Actually, could you give me a ride? Y/N lives the road across from me and I need to grab some things to take back to the office” Reid piped up. Derek let out a small chuckle at Reid’s poor timing.

“Sure. Let’s go, kid.” The boys placed their money down before making their way to Derek’s car.

*1st person POV*

I closed the door to my apartment. and slumped down on my sofa, letting out an aggravated sigh. I could still feel the dried tears on my cheeks. Derek’s words replayed over in my head. Had I done something wrong? He was fine in the office? Whatever it was, I wasn’t going to get an answer by sitting on my sofa replaying the events in my head, so I dragged myself over to my kitchen sink. Turning on the tap I splashed my face with cold water. Suddenly I heard my text notification go off. I went over and saw Sean’s name pop up.

“Hey, you, how’s your day been?” I smiled at the words. Sean was so sweet. I had enjoyed the dates we’d been on and he’s definitely someone I want to keep in my life, but I wasn’t entirely sure if he was what I was looking for in a relationship.

“It’s been good. I was able to go to lunch with the BAU lot which was fun. Although, your brother may or may not have found out about the dates we’ve been on.” I typed back a reply. I decided to leave out the fall out me and Derek had, not wanting to explain it to him just yet. Within a few minutes the notification sounded once again.

“He’s going to kill me” I chuckled at his response.

“He was surprisingly okay with it. Even said I might be good for you 😉” I put my phone down and went to change out of my jeans, the food I’d had earlier – as nice as it was – was causing some serious bloating. I threw on a pair of joggers and pulled my favourite grey sweater over me before curling up onto my sofa. I’d barley been able to turn the TV on before I heard a knock at my door. Sighing I got up to answer it. The door swung open and there stood Spencer and Derek, who straightened up when he saw me.

“Hey.” He said sheepishly.

“What do you want?” I replied shortly. I was still pissed at him. He had no right to talk to me the way he did.

“To apologise. I was a complete dick.” He admitted.

“Yep, you were.” I agreed leaning against my door frame. Spencer looked around awkwardly

“Are you going to tell me why?” I pressed. Derek sighed.

“I don’t know, I got jealous I guess.” My eyes widened slightly. Jealous? Why was he jealous. “Just the way you and the girls were gushing over Sean, it just annoyed me.” I scoffed at his words causing him to furrow his brow.

“Since when has my love life been any concern of yours?” I snapped. His reason was bullshit.

“I-It’s not I just-“ But I didn’t let him finish.

“Exactly it’s not. First of all, me and Sean have been out 3 times. It’s nothing serious. Second of all, even if it was that doesn’t give you the right to talk to me like I’m a piece of shit. I was just trying to be good friend and make sure you were okay and that’s the response you gave me?” I could feel myself getting increasingly more annoyed. I saw his eyes glaze over with frustration.

“Well, I never asked to sit there and listen to how perfect Mr surfer boy was did I?” He replied. Spencer slowly backed away seeing where this was going and clearly not wanting to be around for it. I laughed at his words throwing my hands in the air.

“Why do you care so much? It’s not like you’re trying to take me out. I can date who I want Derek” I said frustrated.

“No, I’m not but I want to be able to see you. I don’t need some guy hanging around with you as well.” He said just as angrily. I stared at him. He couldn’t be serious right now.

“Well, I’m sorry Derek but you can’t control me okay. I deserve to be happy with whoever the fuck I want and if you can’t handle the fact that someone might be interested in me then that’s your problem.” I yelled and slammed the door in his face. I couldn’t believe him. He didn’t own me, it’s not like we’d ever dated, or he’d shown any type of interest in me. Yet somehow he expects me to just push Sean away because he doesn’t like him. I ran my hands through my hair annoyed. On the other side of the door, I could hear Spencer trying to talk some sense into Derek but I doubt he would be able to. I closed my eyes and leant against the wall trying to calm myself down. Suddenly I heard what sounded like someone running towards me. I opened my eyes and saw just that. Someone dressed in all black was suddenly running at me and before I had time to move had pinned my up against the wall. I tried to screaming but the person pressed a cloth over my mouth. I thrashed my arms about trying to escape their grasp. Luckily, my leg was positioned in between theirs so with all my strength I brought my foot to connect with their groin, causing them to fall to the floor.

“DEREK. SPENCER HELP” I screamed, praying the hadn’t left. As I went to open the door, the person grabbed my ankle and pulled me to the floor, dragging me backwards until they were on top of me. I flailed my limbs about trying my hardest to push them off of me or at least prevent them from doing whatever it was they were trying to do. I screamed desperately for the boys, tears streaming down my face. I was so scared, so wrapped up in trying to protect myself, I didn’t even hear the door burst open. It was only when the person from on top of me was dragged away that I opened my eyes again.

“Y/N! Y/N, it’s me. It’s Morgan baby you’re okay. I’ve got you.” Derek pulled me into his lap and held me tightly as I sobbed into his arms. Spencer had the man on his back and was cuffing him. I pulled myself up so I could wrap my arms around Derek’s neck and held onto him for dear life. As I begun to calm down I opened my eyes. I looked behind Derek and saw another person, dressed in all black, stood in the corridor leading to my bedroom.

“SPENCER.” I yelled pointing toward the person. Both of the boys whipped their heads round and saw the person just as they took off running towards bathroom.

“REID GET HIM” Derek yelled as he put himself in front of me protectively. Reid took off after him. As they disappeared into my bathroom, I heard a few shoots go off causing me to flinch and cling onto Derek’s arm.

“Reid, you alright?” Derek called out.

“I lost him. He jumped out the window, down the fire escape. I tried to hit him, but I missed. I don’t know where he went.” Reid replied, his voice flooded with guilt. Derek groaned irritably.

“Okay. Call Hotch, get them down here to come collect this guy. Make sure the whole team gets here, we need to go through her apartment. Figure out how this happened.” Reid nodded before dragging the guy out into the hall and calling Hotch. Derek turned back to face me. I was still sobbing and shaking violently.

“Hey, baby, I’m gonna need you to listen to me okay. “ He said, placing his hands on my shoulders. “Look at me.” His voice was soft. I lifted my eyes to meet his, still crying frantically. “There we go. Okay I need you to take a few deep breaths with me. You ready?” He took a deep breath in. I tried to copy him but thoughts of being attacked kept flooding back, making it impossible to focus on anything else. “Hey, your safe. I’m here with you now and I’m sure as hell not leaving your side. Nothing’s going to happen to you, I promise. Just breath with me okay.” After a few moments, I was able to calm my breathing, but I was still shaking like crazy. Derek pulled his jumper off and wrapped it around me. I pulled it close to my body, enjoying the warm I was gaining from it. Morgan helped me stand and we waited outside for the others. Soon enough, the black SUV pulled up down below us. I saw everyone jump out and practically hurl themselves up the stairs.

“Where is she? Where’s my girl?” Garcia’s voice bounced off of the walls causing a small smile to pull at my lips. When she caught sight of me she rushed over, her arms open. “Oh my god. Come here.” She wrapped herself around me in a tight embrace which I allowed myself to relax into slightly.

“Okay easy babygirl, don’t go crushing the life out of her.” Derek joked, prying her arms off of me. Garcia glared at him.

“If you weren’t the one who saved her life just now, I’d be slapping the hell out of you right now for how you spoke to her at lunch.” Derek’s eyes flashed over with guilt momentarily before Hotch walked over. “

Are you okay?” He asked me placing his hand on my shoulder. I nodded my head slightly. I wasn’t alright, I was terrified, but I knew they would need my help with this, so I just swallowed my feelings down. “Okay we’re going to need to run through some details with you to try and figure out who would have done this. Anything you can remember would be useful.” He explained.

“The first person-“ I began but JJ cut me off.

“No, not now. You need to rest. We’ll catch up with you first thing tomorrow okay?” She said offering me a small sympathetic smile. My eyes flickered over to my open apartment door. I didn’t want to go back in there, especially not alone. As if he’d read my mind, Hotch spoke up.

“You’re not staying here tonight. Morgan take her back with you, we’ll get cops posted out front as well. Just in case.” He instructed.

“You think the second guy, h-he’ll come back?” I tried to keep my voice as steady and as calm as I could, but I couldn’t hide the stutter. Hotch sighed.

“We don’t know enough about him yet. I would like to believe that he wouldn’t, but I can’t make you any promises. I’m sorry.” The relunctancy was evident in his voice, he knew that was the last thing I wanted to hear but he also couldn’t lie to me. I could feel the anxiety seeping its way back into me when I was suddenly snapped from my thoughts but an arm falling over my shoulders.

“hey, I’m gonna be right here with you the whole time. I won’t let anything happen to you; I swear it.” Morgan said comfortingly. I leant into him slightly, wanting so desperately to find safety in him.

“Is there anything you need from your flat?” Emily asked softly. I nodded.

“I need my hairbrush, a-and I left my phone. Maybe some spare clothes?” I replied.

“Okay, do you want me to go get them?” She offered.

“No, it’s fine I can go.” I replied and begun walking over to the door. I stood in front of it, willing my legs to just move forward.

“Hey.” A voice came from behind me. It was Emily with Morgan.

“We’re right here with you okay. We’ll help you get everything.” She spoke. I entered my flat, the two of them following close behind me, scanning every part of it just in case. I gathered all the things I needed and quickly exited the place.

“Come on, let’s get you home.” Derek said leading me to the car after we’d said goodbye to everyone.

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Part 2 anyone??

#derek morgan #derek morgan x y/n #derek morgan x reader #criminal minds #bau #angst #fluff

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andvys · 3 years

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I don’t wanna be your friend

You never believed in love or at least you didn’t believe in it when it came to you, you didn’t think you were worth being loved and you didn’t think you deserve it not after everything that you have done to survive.

After all you have been through could you still believe that there is something good in this world like love?

You had no faith in that but that changed when you came to Jackson and you met the pretty green eyed girl. Ellie Williams. She made you feel like you were worth being loved, like you actually deserve feeling like this even if it’s just platonically (that’s what you thought it was, at least from her side). She made you forget about all the bad things that you’ve been through. There was no weight on your shoulders when you were with Ellie.

You never thought you’d experience these types of feelings. You’ve read a lot of romance novels and as interesting as they are you always thought they were a little too cliche, the way people fall in love with each other or the way one talks about the other. You used to cringe at them but now you feel like one of the characters of the many books you’ve read that have fallen in love with someone and would take forever to confess their feelings to their crush. You’re annoyed at yourself and your feelings, why does it have to be Ellie? She’s your best friend and you’re pretty convinced she’s not into you and you would never ruin your friendship with her because of your stupid feelings, you’d rather stay miserable forever and love her from afar than ruin any chances at having her in your life.

But what you don’t know is that Ellie feels the same way about you. She loves you and she loved you right from the start, when she first saw you she felt like time stopped and she was staring at you in awe. Your pretty (e/c) eyes trained on her and a shy smile appeared on your face, Jesse was showing you around in Jackson, he was talking your ear off or at least that’s what it looked like to Ellie. Ellie being so in trance with your beauty, she didn’t realize you and Jesse were walking towards her. Jesse was trying to catch her attention but she was still staring at you. To her you were the most beautiful girl she has ever seen in her life and it made her nervous, was that what love at first sight feels like? Ellie was pretty convinced that it was.

“Hello, earth to Ellie” Jesse waved his hand in front of her face, she realized she was shamelessly staring at you while Jesse was trying to catch her attention for at least a whole minute. She noticed your flushed cheeks, you were looking down, probably nervous because of her staring. She thought you looked adorable with that blush on your face.

“Oh sorry guys, how’s it going?” She was really trying to act cool in front of you even though she felt anything but cool in that moment. Jesse noticed her checking you out and smirked to himself “Ellie this is (y/n), (y/n) this is Ellie. (Y/n) arrived here yesterday, I was just showing her around, we’re about halfway done but I have to go see Tommy, maybe you could show her the rest?”

Ellie knew what Jesse was doing, he did not have to go meet Tommy he was teasing her because he catched her staring at you. He was going to pay for this, later.

“Umm sure, yeah I can do that”, Jesse winked at Ellie which made her glare at him.

“Alright I better get going, don’t want to make Tommy wait, it was nice meeting you (y/n), I better see you around!”. You smiled at him, you liked Jesse he seemed like he was going to be a good friend. “Sure and thanks for the tour!”. And with that Jesse was gone and Ellie was left alone with you.

“Alright, shall we?” She was trying to avoid your eyes, she was embarrassed about Jesse and you catching her staring and checking you out earlier.

You were quite, she glanced at you and noticed that you were the one doing the staring now.

Ellie smirked to herself, “(y/n)?”.

“Oh yeah, let’s go”, you gave her a sweet smile, one that made Ellie feel weak in the knees.

Catching herself staring at you again, she tried to play it cool and act like she didn’t just do that again. “Yeah let’s go”.

This was the beginning of your beautiful friendship. Everything you did, you did together.

You were always assigned for patrols together. You’d hang out together as much as you could. She’d play guitar and sing for you. You’d write poems for her and she would make cute little drawings of you.

You had regular movie nights that’d turn into sleepovers because Ellie always (purposely) choose scary movies to watch, ones that made you feel so scared that you’d always end up cuddled in Ellie’s arms. You felt safe wrapped in her arms and Ellie loved having you cling to her.

She’d lovingly look down on you and admire your beautiful face. She was so in love with you.

Whenever you would sleep over you’d be the first to wake up, you’d trace her tattoo and count the many freckles on her face and lovingly watch her sleep. The love you felt for this girl was out of this world, you would do anything for her.

And she would do anything for you.

Everyone else could see how much you two loved each other everyone except for the both of you it seemed.

All Ellie wanted to do was just grab your face, kiss you and confess her undying love for you but she was pretty convinced that you didn’t like her this way. Sure you would cuddle and sleep in her arms but that’s just what best friends do right?

Ellie was pretty sure she would die alone because she just wants you but you probably don’t want her or do you? She has never seen you flirt with anyone. She has never seen you be interested in someone. You were always with her, you gave her all of your attention and you’d always make sure she has eaten enough. You’d bring her gifts back whenever you weren’t on patrol together. Is that really what best friends do? Or is there a slight chance that you could feel the same about Ellie as she feels about you?

She decides to take a chance and confess her feelings for you.

Ellie grabs her coat and leaves her shed, on the way to your house she thinks about how she’s going to do it. How do you tell your best friend that you have fallen in love with them?

She arrived at your house way quicker than she wanted to. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on your door. With a racing heart she waited for you to open the door.

You open the door and your face immediately lights up seeing her standing there. Ellie looked nervous “hey el, come in. I actually just wanted to come over.” You smiled at her. Ellie walked in, your smile making her feel a little less nervous.

She sat down on your sofa, you sat down next to her.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something” she took your hand in hers. You realized she was anxious about something and that made you worry for the girl. You noticed whatever she was about to tell you made her feel scared about your reaction. “What’s going on El? You know you can talk to me”.

“I love you, (y/n).” She blurted out. This is not how she wanted to do it. She mentally slapped herself. But she was way too nervous to actually form any sentences. This was the only way to do it.

“I love you too, Ellie” you were a little confused as to why she was telling you this, you constantly told each other how much you loved each other.

“No (y/n)... I.. not like this, I love you like I am in love with you and I’ve been in love with you forever.”

You stared at her, your big (e/c) eyes looking into her beautiful green eyes. You were shocked not knowing what to say, how? Ellie is in love with you? Like you are in love with her? This can’t be real. It’s just to good to be true.

The silence was killing Ellie. She immediately regretted confessing her love for you, she felt like she messed everything up. “Please say something”. You stayed quiet, too shocked about her confession. Was this actually happening?

“Shit (y/n)... I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything” Ellie got up wanting to leave your house as quickly as possible.

You got out of your trance like state and grabbed Ellie’s hand turning her around “I’m in love with you too Ellie” pressing your lips against hers she let out a gasp, wide eyed watching you she realized she’s not kissing you back, closing her eyes she grabbed your face and pulled you closer, passionately kissing you. This was all she ever dreamed off, no it was even better than that.

Pulling away from the kiss you looked into each other’s eyes and smiled at each other, going in for another kiss. Your hands caressing her waist, you pulled her even closer, if that was even possible.

She gently stroked your cheek with her thumb and smiled into the kiss.

You pulled away from her and opened your eyes and looked at her with loving eyes, seeing her look at you just the same. “This kiss was even better than how it’s described in the books”.

“You’re such a dork”. She laughed at you and kissed your forehead. “Yeah but I’m your dork”.

You hugged her, laying your head on her chest.

She held you tight, “yeah you’re my dork, I love you”.

“And I love you, El”.

She felt so happy to hear you saying those words knowing they aren’t meant in a platonic way. She was happy she took a chance and decided to confess her feelings for you. Hearing you say you’re in love with her, is the best feeling in the world. Knowing that the girl she’s in love with, is in love with her too could make her cry happy tears. She could finally kiss you and be able to call you her girl.

She’s yours and you are hers.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #tlou imagines #tlou

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siriusmydeer · 3 years

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valentine’s day tease

george weasley x fem!reader

summary: you and george celebrate valentine’s day together.

word count: 2.7k

warning: full on penetration, unprotected sex (PRACTICE SAFE AND PROTECTED SEX), fem receiving oral, spanking, size kink, creampie, manhandling, daddy kink, mentions of eating, dom!george & sub!reader, mentions of subspace, fingering, breeding kink, edging, size kink, orgasam denial, mentions of punishment, praise kink, like 2 maybe degrations?

all. damn. day.

you had been teasing george fabian weasley. you had him up on his toes every breathing moment of the day.

you looked at the clock magically hanging in the great hall, 7:07pm- it read.

sitting beside your boyfriend and all of your friends he tried, and pathetically failed, to cover his rock hard cock through his dress pants.

you hand rested right above his knee, while his other knee profusely bounced in anticipation. you fingers made small little patterns upon the dress uniform he was wearing, you moved your hand up less than an inch for a reaction.

you almost saw him flinch at the move of contact, you must’ve made him sensitive from the touches in potions, the make-out sessions in the broom closet at lunch and the neck kisses and teases between classes.

any other day you would’ve almost been scared at what he would’ve done with the amount of teasing you’ve given him all day. alas a punishment was duly in order but it was valentine’s day, and all you wanted was to rile george up so you could have him all night long.

but then again, you liked when he punished you.

i mean you were a brat after all, even though you would only admit it if he made you.

“darling.” his voice was hoarse, and full of lust; just how you liked it. “yes, m’dear?” you looked to your left to see him, maybe a few inches from your face. you had a false-pout on your face while batting your eyelashes trying to fake innocence to the fact that once you got to his dorm your clothes would’ve been sprawled on the floor and you would’ve been bent over his knee.

george being george, he had bribed all his dorm mates with free butter beer for a month and a few galleons each. they blissfully accepted his money along with a few teasing comments and eyes flicking between the both of you all day.

george knew he had eyes on him, and someone catching wind of him attempting to cover the fact that he could cum in the middle of the great hall even with the mere touch of your hand would not have been the best thing in the world.

fred and ginny would absolutely never let him live that down, and surely rob and harry would tease him as-well. surely he didn’t want the embarrassment of it all for the remainder of his time at hogwarts.

“‘m feeling a bit full, i was thinking of going to the dorm... you?” he whispered in your ear, kissing below it. you narrowed your eyes playfully before answering, wanting to drag the teasing as long as possible.

“hmm, suppose ‘m finished.”

he smiled in your direction, smiled? no he has the biggest shit eating grin on his face knowing that he was absolutely going to ruin you in the next ten minutes.

instead of normally waiting for you to grab your things and grabbing your hand, whisking you away to his dorm; his hands trembled while collecting your things, slinging your bag over his free arm. his bag previously discarded in his dorm after quidditch practice had finished for the day.

he took ahold of your waist and bid a goodbye to fred and his friends, while you waved at angelina, katie and alicia; they all shared knowing smirks and looks while you flushed and looked in george’s direction.

“freddie, lee i hope you have an excellent sleep on the couches tonight. my regards.” he smirked at them then walked you out of the great hall.

“foul git.” fred and lee both muttered under their breaths then returned to their dinner.

“you’ve been teasing all day darling, that’s not very nice of you.” george whispered to you, following a pout and faking innocence like you had done previously.

“well i wanted to see if you could bring your a game tonight georgie, it is valentine’s day after all.” you teased and smirked playing the back and forth game with him, knowing he wouldn’t last long.

“oh love, now that’s just mean. are you telling me i wasn’t bringing my ‘a game’ when you were begging-“

you quickly came to a halt shoving your small hand over his mouth, he looked at your flushed face and smirked before walking again to the common room.

he said the password to the gryffindor portrait and came to a stop in the middle of the common room. you turned to your side to look at him, a confused look washes over your face and an eyebrow arched.

almost a way of telepathically asking him ‘why’d you stop?’

before you can psychically form the words to ask the question, he bent down slightly and in a fast swoop you were placed on his shoulder and a slight smack to your bum.

‘oh this was just the beginning’ you thought, as he marched up the stairs to his dormitory.

he basically manhandles you when throwing you on the bed, casting several muffling and locking charms. because he knew fred and lee would get curious later on.

he quickly takes a hold of your throat, not squeezing yet just holding you in place. too let you know who was in charge of what was happening tonight.

“pretty girl, you’ve been mean all day. that deserves a spanking, doesn’t it pet?”

he was already starting to put you in a submissive head space, and it was working. the praise mixed with slight degration of him treating you as his pet made your knees wobble as your stood up to place your torso over his lap and a light wiggle of your bum in the air.

“eager, are we?” he mocked, as he started to knead the flesh of your ass in between his lanky ring-clad fingers. he placed a kiss to where the flesh started to change a lighter hue to your regular skin tone.

“how about... ten swats, sound fair?” he faked a pause in the middle, pretending to think but his punishment plan had begun the second you kissed his neck right before transfiguration.

“mhm, yes georgie.” you agreed, knowing he would add a few more for not calling him something filthy.

“pet, thats not my name; is it?”

“no daddy, m’sorry.” you whined, looking at him with an innocent look displayed on your features.

“15, for breaking your rules. yeah pet?”

“yes, daddy.”

he landed the first smack on the right cheek, you whined a bit before he continued.

by number eight you were withering and squirming in his lap begging him to stop this pleasureful torture. he placed a kiss to your reddened cheeks while tears threatened to escape your waterline.

“poor baby, already about to cry?” he showed fake sympathy before continuing, “too bad.” he finished and landed another smack on your bum.

you squirmed and whined in his lap, he finished his last few smacks and kissed your reddened cheeks from the previous spanking you had just received.

“darling girl, you did so well for me yeah?” he said, you nodded as he kneaded you between his hands again.

“up, up pet.” he motioned you up, your legs straddling his lap, over his muscular thighs.

“mhm daddy, jus’ wanna feel you.” you whined, your vision already becoming blurry. his hand slid from the top of your knee to the middle of your black lace panties.

he started in circular motions through the cloth, feeling the wetness spread over your lace. “you’re already sopping wet darling, barely even touched you.” he said he said mockingly into your ear, and moving your panties to the side so he could start circular motions at your clit.

you gasp at the sudden contact, this wasn’t the first time that george had touched you. but every time his magical fingers made their way to you, it felt thrilling.

he kept a steady circular motion on your cunt as middle and ring finger teased your entrance, you whined as he continued to barely dip his fingers inside you.

he slowly maneuvered his fingers into you, letting you clench around him a few times before moving and keeping a teasingly slow pace.

“princess, are you close?” he talked to you like you were so much smaller than him, like he owned you; but that had only made you wetter.

you nodded, a slow moan pulling from your throat. he pulled his hand away abruptly, a pout on your face, tears emerging from you waterline again.

“but daddy, i’ve been a good girl.” you whimpered, legs rubbing against each other friction.

“have you? because today you’ve been a bad girl.” he mocked, separating your legs.

he paused for a few seconds before speaking again.

“have you learned your lesson?” he asked, head tilting and eyebrow raising.

you nodded feverishly, placed both your hands on his shoulders pecking his neck.

“take off your clothes, now.” he demanded, without any hesitation you got up from his lap legs still wobbly and quickly stripping off your tie, unbuttoning your blouse and quickly taking off your (h/c) skirt along with your stockings leaving you in just your undergarments.

he grabbed your hand and you tumbled towards him, he pushed your small body underneath his lanky one as he hovered over you.

he kissed and caressed down your body and his mouth was in direct view of the black lace set you were wearing. you whined as you felt his breath on your clit, he looked at your squirming body and slight shaking legs from the denied orgasam previously and stripped off your underwear throwing them across the floor.

he kissed and sucked your inner thighs leaving little marks, almost to claim his territory. his mouth finally came in contact with your wet folds, his tongue going in circular motions.

you let out a hoarse moan from your throat as he continued to lick and suck. you legs started to shake again, you couldn’t even think clearly as he had one hand pushing down on your abdomen and the other holding your legs over his shoulders.

your ankles locking over his head, his favourite position. he could devour you for hours upon hours, he could never get enough of your taste and the way you whined in overstimulation.

he could tell you were close again by more of the moans releasing from your lips and your breathing more ragged and getting heavier.

you had promised george that you were going to good for him, so he thought you deserved a reward; even though he had been put through mind torture all day, he couldn’t help but get even harder at you whimpering, whining and moaning at his touch.

he rode through your orgasam, as a splash of euphoria had washed over your entire body. you were seeing stars in the air as your attempted to catch your breath, he kissed back up your torso all the way to your neck.

he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, as well as loosing his belt, tie and slacks slide down his tense legs in the process.

you brought your head the slightest bit forward catching his lips with yours and you leaned your head back, bringing his along with it, both your hands interlocking behind his head and bringing him to rest in between your legs. one of his large hands held your waist meanwhile the other rested beside your head so he could keep himself up and not crush your body.

while your tongues danced in passion, he ran his hand behind your back. you arched your back so he could unclip your bra and toss it across the room right beside your panties.

his lips pulled away as he went to kiss your breasts, leaving little purple and red hues across your chest. one hand at your waist and the other squeezing your left breast pulling little whimpers from your throat.

the hand that held your breast made its way between your legs to feel the overstimulation begin, his two fingers teased your clit again in slow figure eight motions.

you cried out, “no more daddy, wanna feel you..” attempting to look into his brown lustful irises.

“please.” you begged slightly, even though you were well on your way to subspace a tiny bit of pride ran through your veins.

“i wanna help you too.” your hand slithered to his boxers, running your hand up and down. you palmed his erected cock, feeling a wet patch of precum erupting from his dick.

you could’ve gotten on your knees for him right there, but in the back of your head you knew he wouldn’t have let you because he wanted to tonight to be about your pleasure.

he grabbed your wrist pinning it above your head. he finally had pulled off his boxers, his tip was angry and red leaking with precum almost begging for a release.

“wanna feel you inside me, please.” you begged breathily. he adored when you begged for him, you knew it made his ego feel good but you needed the contact between you both or you might’ve exploded.

he slid into you, a small hiss leaving your lips. you always had to adjust to his large size when having sex, he always waited for your go ahead because no matter if it was rough, soft or passionate he would never want to hurt you.

“mhm, move please.” you braced your free hand across the sides of his torso. one forearm leant against your head and the other interlocking your fingers together beside your hand. he began a slow but 𝙤𝙝 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 pace.

his big calloused hand, from years of being a quidditch beater and your small, and smooth hand interlocked with his. both of you let out moans and grunts almost in sync with each other.

the candles around the room had almost went unnoticed, and the fireplace (let’s pretend the dorm has one) erupting in beautiful pink and red flames. as rough or as dirty as george was he wanted to make you feel special and loved. you brought your legs into an ankle lock on his lower muscular back feeling his muscles contracting. at the feeling you arched your back while he kept a steady pace.

tomorrow for quidditch practice he knew his team mates would’ve teased him, but knowing your pleasure was at his complete disposal was the only thing that mattered to him.

the hand with a hard grip on your waist came to hold your throat and squeeze the sides, your eyes rolling back to your head in pleasure.

“pretty little baby, i want you to come for me. let go for me, love.”

you let out a moan and a barely acknowledgeable nod in response.

your legs were faltering, shaking, and he knew you were close to your second orgasam of the night. his pace was faster but still close enough to his your cervix and your g-spot with ease.

he was close too, but it felt wrong almost disgusting if he had came before you.

he brought down his thumb rubbing it against your cunt to bring you over the edge, right back into the wash of euphoria you were in before. his hot seed shot into you, he let out a grunt while riding out both of your highs together.

he pulled out and made his way down your legs while panting and breaking a low sweat, looking at his cum seeping out of you. he took a mental picture of you, one of your most glorious and relaxed looks.

hair disheveled, face hot and flushed, legs shaking in pleasure. something so stunning, so beautiful and so incredibly 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙮. all because of him.

“my little cumdump, yeah? gonna fill you with my babies?”

“y-yes, daddy.” your voice faltered.

he crawled back up your torso, leaving little kisses as he got closer to your lips.

he kissed your plump and red lips again, before asking you.

“round two in the shower?”

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starryhyuck · 4 years

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can i request a best friend haechan with a corruption kink?? i love your work 🥺❤️

clueless; 2.4k+

this is so cliché and i love it

hyuck has been your best friend since you were nine. his toothy grin and curly hair practically sold you as he tugged you along for his wild adventures.

you both never strayed far from one another, even as you grew older and met new people.

you shared everything with hyuck except for one thing — your sex life. well, the lack of it actually.

you lost your virginity to lee jeno when you were seventeen, and it was probably one of the worst experiences of your life. it wasn’t jeno’s fault since he didn’t exactly know what he was doing either, but the lack of foreplay really brought you nothing but pain. he apologized after when he realized how uncomfortable you were, but the deed was already done.

hyuck’s had a few girlfriends here and there but nobody really stuck around. you knew he was sexually experienced though from the way other girls would talk about him. let’s just say you’ve heard your best friend is above average in size.

however, hyuck has never asked you about any of your sexual encounters the same way you haven’t confronted him about his. it’s the only thing you two don’t share — that is, until you get wasted on your birthday.

“donghyuckie,” you whine, leaning on him. he laughs and wraps an arm around your waist to keep you steady.

“how much have you had to drink?” he asks with an amused expression. you’ve interrupted a conversation with him and jeno. oddly enough, you and jeno don’t speak of the night you lost your virginities to each other. it would just make everything awkward, and you assume he hasn’t told hyuck either.

“jaemin’s trying to kiss me,” you mumble, not answering his question.

“jaemin tries to kiss everybody,” jeno chuckles.

you just sigh. “i need to get laid.”

hyuck’s eyebrows shoot up. “excuse me?”

“i’ve only been laid once, hyuck! and jeno was really bad!”

jeno’s face turns beet red and hyuck’s eyes darken.

“what did you just say?”

you don’t get to clarify before you’re being pulled away by renjun, who is insisting you open his birthday gift because he worked really hard on it. after you leave, hyuck turns to jeno with pure anger radiating off of him.

jeno gulps.

—

you don’t remember most of the events from your party other than the fact that you got completely trashed. hyuck is there to help you with your hangover and he doesn’t say anything when you keep complaining.

“my head hurts! why did you make me drink so much last night?”

“i didn’t make you do anything.”

you notice he’s a little more tense and curt with you today, but you don’t comment on it. he’s probably just hungover too.

it isn’t until a few days later when you realize how weird hyuck’s been acting. he hasn’t been hanging out with you often and when he does, he gets really frustrated and leaves. he keeps asking you weird questions like “you tell me everything, right?” and “what do you think about jeno?”

the whole situation’s really odd, and you approach jeno since he seems to be receiving the cold shoulder from hyuck too.

“do you know what’s wrong with hyuck? he’s been acting so weird lately.”

jeno frowns. “y/n, do you not remember what you said at your party?”

you mirror his expression. “no. what did i say?”

“fuck,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair in exasperation. “you told hyuck we slept together.”

“i did what?” you hiss loudly, causing jeno to smile politely at anyone who heard the commotion. “no, no, no. no way! i did not do that!”

“yes you did! you even told everyone i was really bad!”

“i mean, you were.”

you both sigh and you pinch the bridge of your nose. “why would hyuck care if we slept together anyways?” you ask him, and jeno rolls his eyes.

“just as clueless as ever.”

“hey!”

—

hyuck can’t stop thinking about you. this is bad. really bad.

he almost killed jeno that night for even touching you. jeno insisted that you two only slept together once and that it was a one time thing. hyuck was still troubled by the idea, and he couldn’t really fall asleep.

he kept thinking about you underneath jeno, moaning and crying for him to fuck you. and as days passed, he imagined it was him instead of jeno. pounding into you, coaxing you to your climax and whispering sweet things in your ear — hyuck wanted it to be him.

fuck jeno.

you’re super inexperienced and hyuck knows it. you get embarrassed whenever a sex scene comes on in a movie and you always grow uncomfortable whenever a random person compliments you. you also confirmed it yourself at your birthday party by saying jeno’s been the only guy who’s fucked you.

fuck jeno.

hyuck can fuck you way better. he wants to ruin you. he wants to make sure you forget everything about jeno — he wants to ram his cock into you until you’re begging for more. he wants to be your actual first, not a placeholder that jeno supposedly is.

fuck jeno.

he can make you feel good. he can show you what a nice fuck is supposed to be like. before he knows it, his hand is pumping up and down his hard cock as he imagines pounding into you. he wants to see you so pliant and submissive underneath him, begging him to fuck you harder and show you how you’re supposed to be fucked-

he groans when there’s a knock at the door.

he angrily pulls on a pair of sweatpants and swings the front door open before he can check on who it is. you stand behind it, a clear frown on your face.

his cock twitches at the sight of you.

“you asshole! why aren’t you answering any of my calls?”

“i didn’t see them,” he grumbles as you storm inside. he closes the door behind you, watching as you observe him.

“i’m sorry for what i said at the party the other day. jeno told me about it.”

so now you’re talking to jeno again. that’s just wonderful.

“it’s fine, y/n. don’t worry about it,” he sighs, moving past you.

you quickly stand in front of him to stop his movements. “i know it’s not fine! you’re clearly upset. i’m sorry i fucked your friend, okay? it was a one time thing. i haven’t even thought about jeno in that way since we did it.”

“y/n, it’s not even that!” he yells and you grow confused. “fuck. why didn’t you come to me when you needed to do that stuff?”

you blink. this was not what you expected him to say.

“what are you talking about?”

hyuck takes a step closer to you and you inhale. “why didn’t you let me show you how it is to get fucked, baby? why did you go to him? you know i could’ve made you feel better.”

you stutter. “u-um, h-hyuck this isn’t-“

“has anyone touched you since then?” he runs his fingers down your arm and you get goosebumps from his touch. “have you touched yourself?”

“i-i don’t really l-like doing that,” you murmur, avoiding his heavy gaze.

“you don’t put your fingers inside your pretty little pussy, baby?” he murmurs, forehead pressing against yours.

“h-hyuck, don’t say things like that!”

“tell me to stop then.”

there’s a beat of silence.

he growls, wrapping his arms around you and pressing your body against his. you squeak. “yeah? you wanna be fucked good, don’t you? wanna bounce on my cock until you’re full?” you whimper and hyuck goes rabid at the noise. he presses his mouth to yours and you reciprocate, not even thinking twice that you’re kissing your best friend. you moan into his mouth when his hands trail down to the curve of your ass.

“i’m gonna fuck you so good, baby,” he whispers against your mouth. “you’ll only think about me from now on.”

he grinds his cock onto you and your eyes widen at the feeling.

“see? see how hard you make me, baby? you’re gonna be filled to the brim with my cock.”

“please, hyuck,” you whine, clutching onto him.

“want me?”

“y-yes.”

he guides you to his bedroom and throws you on the bed. you stare up at him with innocent, doe eyes and hyuck is convinced he’s going fucking insane.

“you don’t know what you do to me, y/n. fuck.”

he shimmies your jeans down your legs and you wish you had worn a sexier pair of panties. hyuck doesn’t seem to mind, taking a lick up your clothed slit. you twitch at the feeling and he smiles up at you.

“so sensitive,” he remarks, pulling your underwear down. you feel bashful when you’re fully on display for him, especially since hyuck is looking at your pussy like it’s the eighth wonder of the world.

“hyuck,” you whine, squirming in your spot.

“sorry, baby,” he chuckles. “your pussy’s so pretty.”

you ignore his compliment, feeling embarrassed by the position you’re currently in. hyuck dives into you, licking and sucking at your folds. your back arches and you cry out, a new sensation filling your body. he holds you down with his arms, pinning you to the bed.

he slides a finger into you and you moan, gripping a fistful of his hair. he groans when you tug at his locks. when he enters a second finger inside your pussy and takes your clit into his mouth, the cord in you snaps. you unravel on his fingers and tongue, moaning his name as you cum.

it’s a blinding experience, something jeno never gave you. you whisper hyuck’s name as you ride out the waves of your orgasm.

when you come to, hyuck is kissing your neck. “good orgasm, baby? was it your first one?” you nod, head spinning a little. he smirks against your skin. “that’s right. i’m officially your first.”

he sits up and takes off his sweatpants, letting his cock spring up. your eyes widen at the sight of him. all those girls were right — hyuck was massive. you didn’t even know if he could fit inside of you.

“i don’t think you can fit inside me, hyuck.”

he chuckles lowly. “your pretty pussy was made for me to fuck, baby. i’ll make it fit,” he says confidently, pumping his cock up and down slowly. you watch as precum leaks from the tip. “wanna have a taste?”

“i-i don’t know how.”

he groans, fisting over his cock faster. “i’ll show you, baby. sit up for me.” you follow his orders, falling on your knees and gazing up at him. “good girl.”

you eye his cock and he motions for you to follow the same movements as him. you place your hand on his cock as he instructs, moving it up and down. your hand looks so small on his thick cock and you watch in amazement as more precum falls. you lean forward and take the tip of your mouth, surprising hyuck as he jolts. he shoves his cock deeper into your throat and you gag a little.

his hands fly to the back of your head as he slowly fucks your mouth.

“such a good girl,” he grunts. “suck my cock so well.”

you close your eyes as you take more of him in, saliva starting to drip down the sides of your mouth. you think you’re doing well since hyuck’s making all kinds of noises, going crazy at the sight of you blowing him.

he thrusts into you a few more times before pulling out, groaning when he does.

“i have to fuck you now, baby. have a big load of cum for you.”

you whimper. “but i wanted to taste it.”

he growls, shoving you back down on the bed. “i’ll let you taste it later. i need to fuck you now.”

he pumps himself a few more times before lining his cock to your entrance. he looks up at you one more time.

“you sure?”

this time, he’s not just speaking as a horny teenage boy, but as your best friend. he’s giving you a way out, but you don’t want it. you want to feel his cock in your tummy.

“yes, yes. take me, hyuck, please.”

and that’s all the confirmation he needs. he plunged into you and you wail. you haven’t been stretched like this since jeno, and hyuck is way bigger than him. you can feel the burn in your throat and you sob.

“i’m right here, baby,” he assures you, lacing his fingers through yours. “right here for you.”

the pain quickly subsides into pleasure and you try to roll your hips down on his cock. he grunts and starts picking up his pace, ramming into you.

“wanted this for so fucking long,” he confesses, biting down on his lower lip as he thrusts into you. “feel your pretty pussy clenching around my cock, baby. now you’ll only think about me, won’t you? think about how my fat cock stretches you out? how i ate your small pussy until you fell apart?”

“only think about you, only think about you,” you blubber, mind blank. you’re only thinking about how he’s pounding into you, turning your brain into complete mush.

he chuckles as he watches you envelop yourself into mind numbing pleasure. he takes pride in knowing he’s the only one who can do this to you.

“i knew you were a dirty girl,” he laughs sinisterly. he hoists your legs on his shoulders so he can fuck you at a deeper angle. you practically sob at how hard he’s fucking you. “begging to be fucked. how’s it feel? you like how my cock sinks into you? like how deep i am inside your tight pussy?”

“l-love it, h-hyuck,” you whimper. your eyes roll back at how deep he feels inside you.

you reach your second climax in no time and he groans, hips moving at a rapid pace. you feel like jelly underneath him as you let him use you any way he wants.

he shoots his load deep inside you, moaning at how much he has to give you. you feel warm and filled to the brim with his cum.

he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your lips.

“good for your second time?”

“you’re my first, as far as i’m concerned.”

he smiles in victory.

#nct smut #hyuck #haechan smut

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endgametike · 3 years

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Deja vu

Liam Dunbar x reader

Y/n- your name

Y/m/n- your middle name

“She’s real !” Liam insisted “I know she is, it wasn’t a dream, okay ? She felt real...”

“Liam, I think I would know if I had a sister.”

“Exactly, I think I would know if Scott had a sister. Besides, you can’t even give us a name.” Stiles added

“okay, I might not know her name....yet. But I promise you guys, she exists. And I’m gonna prove it to you.” Liam walked away frustrated. He knew you were real, he felt it. But he couldn’t remember your face, your name, anything about you. It was driving him crazy.

“Y/n! That’s her name.”

“Who’s name, Liam?”

“Your sister ! I remember her name. It’s Y/n. We need to find her. Scott, I think I loved her...”

“I believe you.” To everyone’s surprise, it was Derek who spoke. “I found a drawing in my bedroom... none of you can draw. It was signed y/n/f/l.” Scott nodded.

“Liam, you’re going to travel through your mind.” Lydia said, looking at the beta.

“So, how exactly does this work?” Malia questioned.

“Liam just needs to follow every step I say.” Lydia said, preparing everything she needed to use.

“Are you sure it is going to work?”

“No. But that’s our best chance.”

“As you relaxe, imagine you’re sitting in front of a Tv”

Liam looked around, as he recognized the place. He was at the school. Lydia continued guiding him through the process . Some memories of you and him started playing. He walked out off the classroom, walking to his locker. As he opened it, he started remembering you.

“Liam, right ? I’m y/n McCall, I’m so sorry about my brother. But what he did yesterday, he was just protecting you.”

“He kidnapped me and now he says I’m his brother or something. I think your brother is crazy.”

You chuckled. “That’s debatable. Tonight is a full moon, just be careful.”

Suddenly that memory became a blur and turned into another.

“Liam calm down, you can do it.”

Liam roared at you as you stepped back.

“Liam, you’re a good person. Focus on that. Damn it, focus on my voice. I know you don’t wanna hurt me.

Liam transformed back into his human form, crying.

“Did I- did I hurt you?” Liam asked, looking at the floor, while tears fell down his face.

“You didn’t Liam! You fought it. I’m so proud of you...” Liam hugged you while you told him it was going to be alright.

“hey, can we speak in private ?”

“sure.” Liam lead you to an empty classroom. “So...I wanted to ask you something. And you can say no, obviously. It’s your choice. I just feel like we are connected somehow and I wonder if you would like to go on a date with me? Again, you don’t have to accept, I get it if you don’t want to. It was a stupid idea and”

“Liam.” You interrupted him “I would love to go on a date with you.”

“Oh great. Awesome. Perfect. Huh, 9 pm?”

“Make it 8.” You smiled and kissed Liam on the cheek.

“It was a great date Liam. And thank you for bringing me home.”

“Of course. We should do it again.”

“Definitely.” You smiled.

“So, bye I guess.” Liam started walking away back to his car.

“Liam wait! Are you seriously gonna leave without kissing me?”

“Oh god, I was hoping you’d say that.” Liam turned around and ran to you, kissing you.

“I’ll go get it Scott!” You went downstairs and opened the door. “Liam hey! What are you doing here at 7 pm? With flowers? And chocolates? Scott’s birthday is only 4 weeks from now.”

“I- actually- these are for you. But I need to talk to Scott first.” Liam came in and and called Scott. Scott walked downstairs to where you were.

“Liam, what are you doing here? With flowers and chocolates ? I told you my birthday is only in a month.”

“Yea, that’s not why I’m here. Here goes nothing. I wanna date your sister.” Scott looked confused at Liam. “I mean... I like your sister. She’s such a good person, she’s beautiful and smart and an absolute badass. I love being around her and I wanna protect her from everything bad on the world. I want her to be my girlfriend, I wanna be able to walk hand in hand with her on the street. I wanna cuddle her and see movies with her. I’m asking for your permission...” Liam looked at Scott with hope in his eyes.

“Alright buddy, but treat her well or else I’ll kill you.”

Liam laughed but then looked at Scott who didn’t look like he was joking. “Oh, you weren’t kidding.” Liam then looked at you and kissed you.

“Liam I think you’re forgetting something...”

“No, I’m pretty sure I remembered everything I wanted to say.”

You laughed. “You forgot to ask me if I wanted to date you.”

“Oh of course. Y/n Y/m/n McCall, do you wanna be my girlfriend?”

“No.” You said simply, trying not to laugh.

“No? Well this is embarrassing, I guess I’m gonna go then...”

“Liam. I’m kidding. Nothing would make me more happy than to be your girlfriend.” You kissed Liam.

“Ok, I think that’s enough. Save that for when I’m not in the same room as you.”

“Of course. I should go, but I’ll see you tomorrow at school.” Liam kissed your cheek and started leaving.

“Liam ! Leave the flowers and the chocolates!”

“hey y/n, are you ready for the ga-“

“What? Do I have something on my face ?”

“No, it’s just, you’re wearing my shirt.”

“Oh yea, I thought you’d like me using it for the game, to support you. But I can wear something mine, if it bothers you...”

“No, no, I absolutely love it. You look gorgeous.” Liam kissed you and you fell on the bed, laughing.

“We’re gonna be late!”

“I don’t care.” Liam kissed you again smiling.

“Liam, I can see them. They’re here, they’re gonna take me.”

“Only if I let them.”

“Liam, there’s nothing you can do. You have to let me go.”

“I’m not leaving you! Stay behind me. Where are they?”

“Liam you need to go!”

“I said I’m not leaving you, it’s not up for discussion.”

“Liam, I love you. I love you so much. You made me the happiest girl in the world this past few year. And I’m so proud of the person you’ve become.”

“No! Y/n, this isn’t a goodbye.”

“It’s a see you later. Remember me Liam. Remember how I much I love you and how much I know you love me.” You got taken away by the ghost riders, leaving Liam alone with tears falling from his eyes.

“I love you too.”

Liam came back to reality. “I didn’t love her.”

“What ? What do you mean Liam?”

“I didn’t love your sister... I was in love with her. We have to get her back. Now! We need to do something, we can’t just leave her there! Why are you all just standing there? Do something ! She needs us! She needs her friends, she needs her brother, she needs me! She’s counting on me and I- I forgot her. I forgot her... How did I forgot her? Please don’t let me forget her again!” Scott hugged Liam.

“Liam, we didn’t tell you because we didn’t want to get your hopes up, but when you were remembering Y/n, some kind of portal opened up and we saw her...but it closed straight up after it opened. So, we think that if more people remember her, then the portal might be open long enough for her to pass through it and come back. We think this might help us, Malia, Mason and Liam are distracting the ghost riders while we do this. We don’t have much time. We’ll start with me and we’ll use Scott as a last resort. We need him strong if we need to fight the ghost riders.”

“Let’s do it.”

After Lydia tried nothing happened, she remembered you, but not enough. Then it was Stiles’ turn.

“Still nothing.” Liam said. “It won’t work.”

“It’s my turn now. Don’t take me out until the portal opens.”

“What if it doesn’t open at all?”

“It will.”

“Guys, Scott is staring to freeze, we need to get him out of there.”

“No! The portal hasn’t opened yet!”

“Liam, he’s gonna die !”

“I said no!” Liam roared at Lydia.

“Guys, look ! It is working. Scott just needs to hold on a little more! C’mon buddy.” After a minute you were finally able to walk through the portal. Liam ran to you and kissed you, while Lydia and Stiles helped Scott.

“You remembered me!”

“I should have remembered you way sooner. I’m so sorry. I’m never letting you go again. I love you.”

“Y/n ?” Scott ran to you and embraced you tightly in a hug.

“Scott ! I missed you so much! Are you an idiot! You could have died inside that thing!”

“I would gladly die if it meant bringing you home.”

You hugged Stiles and Lydia.

“Guys, not to ruin the moment but the ghost riders are here. We held them back as long as we could.” Malia said as she entered the room.

“Let’s fight then.” You said.

“Hm not you. You’re gonna hide and rest.” Scott said.

“I’m with Scott one this one.” Liam agreed with him.

“It’s so cute you actually think I’m going to hide.”

“Yup, that’s definitely the girl I fell in love with.”

#liam dunbar #liam dunbar x reader #liam dunbar x y/n #teen wolf #teen wolf x you #teen wolf x y/n #scott mccall #stiles x lydia #fanfic #theo raeken #lydia martin #liam dunbar imagine #dylan sprayberry

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sasukelore · 4 years

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reaction hcs on any the bnha boys catching their shy s/o pillow humping ehehe-? 😳

summary: bnha boys catching his shy innocent s/o dry humping on his favorite pillow

characters: shinsou hitoshi, Dabi, bakugou Katsuki, izuku midoriya.

authors note: I like this request way too much, so I’m gonna write a part two! I was originally gonna add shouto but I wanted to put it out as soon as possible. thank you for requesting, my love.

warnings: nsfw, fingering, degradation, dom/sub behavior, deku being a little perv, (corruption??)

Oh he’d be pissed off. Who the fuck do you think you are getting yourself off without him? Is he not good enough for you? Well don’t worry, princess, you’re in for it now.

He’d watch as your legs were tiredly shaking, you were about to cum, but it had taken you so long to get to get to that point. He wanted to laugh at you, dumbass, doesn’t even know how to make herself cum.

You’ll be able to hear the sudden foot steps to the bed you were currently face down on, your eyes full of tears built from frustration as you pushed your hips back and forth onto bakugou’s pillow.

Tbh he’d be a bit flabbergasted... wtf are you doing, that’s not gonna make you cum? Stupid girl.

Bakugou aggressively grabbing your hips to turn you around on your back to confront his naughty little s/o, isn’t even giving you time to stop on your own.

Your pretty flushed cheeks has him practically snickering. Although, his amusement doesn’t last as he bristles, his thumbs pushing down into your hip.

He’d love watching you squirm, trying to get out from his grasp. You’re sputtering, trying to explain yourself.

Bakugou will definitely take on a more aggressive approach, because watching you mewl against the pillow gave him hard on, and he’s aching to just ruin you and put you in your place

He’s making you suck it. He’ll grab your hair all the while asking if you were thinking about him while moving your tired hips like that, of course you were.

You’ll try to respond, gagging on his length and saliva mixed with his cum drips from your lips onto the bedsheets.

“You like me stuffing my cock in your mouth, eh? Fuckin’ love it when you swallow my load, dirty girl.” Bakugou’s intense vermillion eyes stare down at you as he chants how lucky you are he’s here right now

As usual, he’s so cocky about you needing him to help you finish, nobody and nothing can make you feel as good as he does

He wouldn’t even give you a break, you wanted to cum so bad right? Now you’re on your fourth orgasm, feeling deliciously overstimulated

Definitely don’t let this man catch you doing anything on your own, he’s an absolute animal

Definitely the sadist out of the group. He loves embarrassing his sweet innocent s/o.

Look at you, so needy you’re crying out his name when he’s not even there? You’re adorable. But who told you that you could stop?

Dabi would make you grind on the pillow while he watches from the chair in the corner of the room, you put on such a good show for him!

Slowly palming himself to the shy whimpers you let out, his own drawled out groan bounces off the walls which if you listen closely, you’ll be able to make out his favorite pet name... doll

Dabi has so much self control, he’ll never snap at you when he gets sexually frustrated. Instead, he feeds off your humiliation and neediness and gets off on it

It’s only when he’ll see your painfully adorable fucked out expression, that he’ll take pity on you.

He loves grabbing your face with his big hands, and smushing it together, leaning down for a chaste kiss, and chuckling at your pleading moan to come back and kiss you like he means it.

He’d try to get what boldness you have out of you. Making you make as much noise as possible, I mean, you had no shame when he wasn’t here?

Oh he’d tease tease. He’d make fun of how bratty you are, and how hurt he is that you didn’t ask him to help you cum :(

Tbh I don’t even think he’d stick his cock in you, he’d wanna taste and have you quite literally, wrapped around his fingers

That goes hand in hand with him having maximum self control, he’s a lot about how you feel emotionally, and he can get off your cute little pouts almost entirely

10/10 if you’re a bad girl

Okay, just wanna say, if he finds you grinding on your pillow, I’m actually kinda scared for you. It can go so many ways.

He’ll either be pissed the FUCK off, and legitimately too, not like Bakugou who’s actually smug he caught you. No, Shinsou gets mad mad.

But he could also be the most understanding guy in the world! The best boyfriend ever 🥺 because now he’s praising you for doing such a good job with little pets on the top of your head. So soft.

Unless he’s mad like I said, in which he wastes no time stopping you and pulling you over his lap and making your jiggling cheeks pretty shades of red and purple, you won’t even be able to sit!

You know better don’t you? You’re suppose to wait til he’s come home so he can treat you good himself? Shinsou will get mean.

You wanna be fucked so bad yeah? Well too bad. You’re not. You’re gonna lay across his lap while you rub your thighs together, your eyes filling up with tears

You can feel his hard on against your leg... Not that you’ll have any time to think any further on it Shinsou pulling your legs only slightly apart, quickly inserts a digit into your wettening slit.

He’s the king of degradation, making sure to call his little kitten a few names that of course, have you squirming in his lap, brushing against his member

Shinsou will be someone who’ll just snap unexpectedly. Pulling you up, he’ll have you straddle him properly, and he might even seem gentle. But you know better when he tugs your hair and roughly suckles on your neck, leaving love bites in his wake

Tbh he’ll have the image of you trying to get yourself off replaying and replaying in his mind, and he’ll wanna somewhat recreate that image.

He’ll have you ride him until he’s satisfied and don’t be sloppy about it. He’ll lazily meet your thrusts, curses flying out his mouth in murmurs.

He’ll love making you feel like he doesn’t even care, that you were the one who wanted this, he loves fucking with your mind that much, not that you’d be complaining.

His aftercare? 10/10. Tbh he might get a little insecure afterwards.... Is he not making you feel good enough? Is that why you were on the pillo-

Anyways. Please just reassure him it’s eating him up rn 😩✋

He’s gonna have a heart attack. Not that he wouldn’t stop staring, because yes midoriya is a gentleman, but it’s not like he hasn’t already seen you pinned underneath him? So what’s the problem

He’d watch as your eyes would snap shut abruptly, as your pretty blue panties rubbed against where either one of your heads would rest.

Midoriya has a little bit of a perv side, an unexpected one too, he’s so noble and sweet. But how is he suppose to stop you? He’s just watching okayyyy

He won’t even be mad or annoyed, In fact he’s probably gonna take it better than everyone else. He’d think you’re so beautiful, and how much you’re making his heart speed up

He might even just unbutton his slightly baggy jeans, which feel absolutely suffocating now, and slip his large scarred hands under the now opened band.

Looking at your face, and pondering the fact you haven’t even spotted him from the doorway yet, and watch your movements.

He’d feel beads of his own slick on his hand as he strokes and strokes to your unusually loud sounds

Points if you see him and keep going. His little guilty blush is worth the embarrassment of your boyfriend walking in on your sinful moment.

He’d hesitantly ask if he can touch you, and how hard he is for you. His shaky hand rolling your clit with the tip of his fingers

His other hand might find a home placed on your chest, he’d squeeze rub, suck. Before you know it he’s on top of you whimpering just as you are.

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Desire

Pairing: orc!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: obsession, dubcon, Stockholm Syndrome, corruption, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, swearing, size kink.

Words: 1574.

Summary: A wife of an orc, you find yourself gradually submitting to your beast of a husband despite your desire to keep him away.

P.S. I'M SO SORRY! This is just pure filth 🙈 Please proceed carefully!

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"You're such a slut." Bucky growled in your ear lowly, abusing your tight and warm cunt as he pounded into you roughly, nearly making you scream. "You like orc cocks so much, huh? You like it when an orc breeds you, you fucking bitch? Yeah, you do... shit... haah." He bit your earlobe, drawing one more moan from you, and then thrusted even deeper. "My sweet human whore."

A thrill of pleasure ran the course of your body, causing you to arch into him, your eyes rolled back inside your skull as you cummed again, screaming his name. Fuck, Bucky was destroying your pussy so well you were opening your legs willingly each time he came back home. You could never even imagine you'd be getting off on him forcing himself on you, his pretty little wifey whom he claimed not so long ago. Bucky loved fucking you into submission with his monstrous cock, showing you your place over and over again. Despite you trying to tell yourself how gross and beast-like he was, you kept cumming beneath your orc with your legs spread wide, your cunt full of his thick sticky seed. He was going to knock you up real soon if he didn't do it already.

Unable to speak from overstimulation, you were mewling with that “fucked-silly” expression on your face, and the orc smirked, his big calloused fingers pinching your sensitive nipples. He loved a sight of you, his lovely human bitch with his cum leaking down your thighs. Nothing was better than a thought of you completely ruined by him. You were so sweet, so innocent with that embarrassed face of yours when Bucky touched you for the first time, watching you look at him with disgust and fear. Corrupting you every damn night when he was pouring lots of his cum inside your tight little cunt was something he could never grow tired of.

"Open your mouth, sweetheart." He growled, and you obeyed, melting from the gentle pet name he gave you. Your mouth was so little compared to him, your tongue too as Bucky licked it, mimicking human kiss and sticking his huge tongue between you lips, his kiss so wet and sloppy as he practically ate you. "You like that, little slut? Who's better at kissing, an orc or your pathetic human boys?"

"You are." You managed to moan into his mouth, sucking his tongue and feeling your pussy twitching.

"Good girl." The orc purred as you licked his canines willingly and coiled your arms around his neck, your breasts pressed into his wide chest. "You gotta bear my kids, sweetheart. A whole lot of them, yeah?"

Knowing Bucky wanted you to answer, you kissed his jaw and mewled, "Yes, I'm gonna give birth to nice little orcs. I wanna be pregnant... mm... r-right now."

His eyes suddenly grew warm at your confession when you panted, licking his saliva from your lips. He made you say those words before, but your had never sounded as sincere as now with your eyes hazy from pleasure, your pussy still convulsing close to his cock that slowly became hard again.

"You humans are so damn fertile. I'm sure I knocked you up already." The orc hummed, his enormously huge hand caressing your lovely curves. "Happy to be an orc's whore, are you? Full with my dirty cum, pregnant, laying on top of me, some heathen... Shit, I love you so much, you bitch."

With that he had sank into your cunt again, molding it into the shape of his cock and groaning from the intense pleasure your warm human body was giving him. Your loud moan was music to his ears when you tried riding him, but you were too spent, almost breathless again, and Bucky quickly rolled over, getting on top of you. You smiled weakly at him when you reached out to touch his lips in a gentle, loving little kiss. Fuck, that along with a thought of you finally accepting him as your mate was almost enough to make Bucky cum.

Letting out a low gutteral sound, he pounded into you with ferocity, burying himself in your overworked cunt. The orc imagined you with a round belly, your full breasts leaking with milk, your little human body aching from carrying his heavy children. He'd be coming back home every day to find you complaining about babies moving and kicking inside you, and he'd be kissing your belly until you felt good, spreading your legs so Bucky would massage the walls of your pussy with his tongue. The thought of you, such beautiful, lovely human woman bearing his kids was making him fuck you relentlessly until you were crying softly beneath him, pressing your forehead to his solid shoulder as you clinged to him, your legs crossed behind his back to keep your mate closer.

With his stamina that could make him go for hours, Bucky kept fucking you until late night, soaking the new bed sheets you put today. He calmed down only when you milked his heavy balls dry, your swollen pussy a mess as the orc pumped more and more of his cum in your womb. You'd nearly pass out if he didn't stop at one moment.

Exhaling loudly, the orc brushed his dark disheveled hair - a nice present from his human grandmother - away from his face and gulped down the wine you left for him on the table. Coming back home had never been better with his wife waiting for him in his bed, her eyes pleading him to fuck her. Despite your stubbornness in the morning when you still refused to behave like a proper wife, Bucky knew you were falling for him, your pussy drenched every time he pulled your skirt up. Once you were growing heavy with his children inside your belly, you'd finally accept your place. Anyway, you'd become a wife of some weak human bastard, so why wasting away a chance to bear kids of someone way superior than a human man?

Leaning closer to you, Bucky did that filthy thing with his tongue you called "a kiss" again, loving the way your little wet mouth felt. Licking its insides and your kitten tongue made him feel warm and nice.

"You're so pretty, woman." Bucky said, and your face grew hot momentarily, making him chuckle. "What, didn't your people call you pretty? Then I will." You tried covering your face, ashamed, but he took your arm away and kept licking your mouth until you relaxed and started sucking his tongue. "Huh, I want my children to have your face, wifey. Bet half of the tribe gonna fell in love with them."

You clinged to him, both ashamed and pleased, and mewled as the orc stroked your back carefully despite having enough strength to smash you with just one hand. Becoming an orc's mate was something parents used as a means of scaring children into behaving, and at first you were utterly repulsed by the creature that called himself your husband. But now... it felt like you just took your place.

The more he was pleasing you in bed, the more you submitted, becoming more and more eager to appease your husband. It went as far as rushing to bed when you heard Bucky coming back home and spreading your legs wide to show him your leaking cunt. He made such a slut out of you, ready to ride him, suck him off, let him pump his seed into your womb while you orgasmed multiple times, moaning beneath him like a cheap whore. You could do nothing as you dreamed of your orc claiming you over and over again until he'd make you have his kids. Shit, you were corrupted to the point you wanted to give birth to lovely little orc kids so bad.

"Bucky, do you love me?" You suddenly whispered, drawing his attention as he stared at you, surprised.

It was the first time you asked. It didn't matter to you before what feelings the orc had for you.

"Of course I do." He said, his large warm hand on your belly as he kissed you loudly. "I can't stop cumming in you, you sweet little thing. I know you humans like serenades and poems and all this shit, but nothing proves orc's love better than a good fuck."

You were terribly embarrassed, but strangly relieved at his words as Bucky drew you closer, wrapping you in his arms. Getting up from his bed, he carried you like a bride across the room, moving to the little spring right at the back of the house. As the orc grabbed a handful of towels roughly, ruining a perfect pile you folded this morning, you rolled your eyes as he chuckled.

"Yeah, I get it, wifey. But let's have you all nice and clean before I'll put you to sleep."

"Put me to sleep? I hope you're not gonna sing me a lullaby. My ears gonna bleed." You grunted, causing the orc to laugh heartily.

"No, woman. I'm gonna fill your cunt and let you sleep in my arms, that's how we put our women to sleep."

"You're such a brute."

"That I am, wifey."

As he hummed, carrying you in his arms despite your protests, Bucky thought of all the goods things that were to happen once you would submit to him completely, and then smiled to himself.

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