#anyway rant over xoxo

[xrosevoidx]

idk man just thinking about discourse and shit and honestly? you can be sexually attracted to whoever you fuckin want. whether its some guy you follow on instagram or a famous model or the girl who sits next to you in english. like. your mind is your mind and you can think whatever the fuck in there and you shouldnt feel guilty about it, especially when its something as harmless as thinking a girl has nice boobs.

[bisexualgenderclown]

genuinely obsessed with how harrowhark has exactly two (2) big viable ships and literally both of them follow the dynamic of

“gf who cannot credibly claim to have smiled for longer than 15 non-consecutive seconds in her entire life” x “gf who hasn’t lost her smug grin even once even when everything absolutely and objectively sucks ass for her all the time”

like harrow clearly has a type

[inklore]

from now on i’m only writing au’s. canon is not welcome here. never belonged. i don’t know her.

[defeatsthem]

i'm new to rping guys so pls if i suck gimme a break, it's v much out of my comfort zone. i would always abandon them before even giving myself a chance in writing as them.

[kazieka]

anyway my worthless fucking grandmother brought over a bottle of eucalyptus essential oil and was leaning over to let one of the cats sniff it before i had to swoop in. i hate her so fucking much

[astonmartinii]

nonsense... or is it? | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x fem singer!reader

face claim: sabrina carpenter

based on this request: sooo, anyways,,, i was thinking maybe a smau where Charles is playing the guy who Milo was and this obviously breaks the internet even more and this leads to them dating ??? idk, just like a really wholesome one where she was his celebrity crush and now they're dating bc of them getting know each other more bc of the music video. sorry if this is all over the place but yeah. - @whoreks

MASTERLIST | BUY ME A KO-FI?

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yourusername: holla babes !!! the feather music video is heading your way fast xxx if only my real boyfriends were like my music videos ones ...

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user1: MOTHER

user2: finally music videos are back baby !!

taylorswift: you can still make the whole place shimmer ✨

yourusername: thanks to you baby

user3: oh to be able to call taylor swift baby

user4: y/n's shade is so underrated - i too wish her boyfriends were as good as her mv ones

user5: she's got such a good eye for casting why can't she do this in her actual love life

user6: okay but he's hot based off a single shoulder i'm excited

user7: you got that from a SHOULDER?

user8: he's TALL?

user9: babe y/n is like 4'2 she makes everyone look tall

user10: say what you want about the catholic church, they got the aesthetic down pat

yourbff1: so we aren't asking the mv boyf out? boring.

yourusername: we have lil things called phones? USE IT HOE

user11: charles leclerc in the likes

user12: so true of him

user13: unless he's... the guy

user14: babe he's way too short lol

user15: have yall seen the sky ad? baby aint acting any time soon

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yourusername: OMG you guys blew the feather music video up !! i'm sure it had nothing to do with this random guy i found off the street? jokes, thank you charles for being the perf mv boyf xx

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user17: HOLY FUCKING SHIT

user18: celeb crush inception no one touch me

charles_leclerc: thank you for my music video debut, maybe you can return the favour one day?

yourusername: i'll return any favour you want

yourbff1: dial down the desperation babe

charles_leclerc: what if i want her to dial it up please?

yourbff1: do NOT encourage her

yourusername: please encourage me :)

user19: Y/N STAND UP PLEASE

user20: actually y/n is so real have yall seen that man YUM

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user21: y/n is a genius for fancasting her future bf in her music video

danielricciardo: THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT? SHARL WHEN I CATCH YOU

pierregasly: and me :( i thought our friendship meant more ....

charles_leclerc: it was a secret

yourusername: he doesn't kiss and tell xoxo

alexalbon: WHAT ??????

charles_leclerc: okay we can stop joking now

yourusername: fine...

user22: the way charles was defo typing that through tears

user23: y/n make the move we believe in you

user24: believe in her? she can get anyone she wants he's gotta STEP UP

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charles_leclerc: had a blast filming for my first ever music video, thank you y/n !!

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user25: i'm feeling a new unhealthy attachment forming

yourusername: feel free to come back any time soon

charles_leclerc: or maybe you can come to me?

yourusername: is this my paddock debut?

charles_leclerc: make sure you're wearing red and it sure can be

yourusername: let me check the wardrobe

user26: i will pass away if we get y/n at a race... in the ferrari garage ???

pierregasly: let it be known i am still angry that you didn't tell me, especially after all the weird rants i've listened to

alexalbon: me too

georgerussell63: me too

landonorris: me too

danielricciardo: me too

carlossainz55: me too

maxverstappen1: me too

charles_leclerc: why is max here?

maxverstappen1: that's what you're taking from this?

charles_leclerc: yeah why are you in my business

maxverstappen1: you make it my business you talk about her all the time

yourusername: oh really ???

charles_leclerc: HE'S A BIG FAT LIAR HE'S ALWAYS BEEN A BIG FAT LIAR ALL HIS LIFE INCLUDING WHEN I MAYBE ACCIDENTALLY PUSHED HIM IN A PUDDLE

maxverstappen1: YOU DID PUSH ME IN THAT PUDDLE

yourusername: what is going on here?

user27: poor y/n being thrown into the grid drama

user28: poor charles with the grid trying to expose him

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yourusername: clearly was feeling myself this week

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user31: lol why is max here

maxverstappen1: doing my due diligence as an investigative journalist

charles_leclerc: choke.

user32: is that charles? are we in the soft launch?

user33: let's not get ahead of ourselves, we know charles doesn't dress that well

user34: consider this: girlfriend effect

user35: girlfriend effect is gonna have to do some heavy lifting when it comes to charles' wardrobe

yourbff1: you think you're so slick don't you

yourusername: maybe. maybe not?

yourbff1: you're so annoying

yourusername: annoyingly cute?

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yourbff1: keep your nose out of women's business leclerc

charles_leclerc: SLANDER

user36: i mean they seem to have the same sense of humour

user37: not to sound insane but they are perfect for each other and i will be passing away if they are not together

pierregasly: interesting

danielricciardo: add it to the folder

charles_leclerc: folder ???

maxverstappen1: leave us journalists be

charles_leclerc: can you even read?

yourusername: GET HER JADE

maxverstappen1: add that as well

charles_leclerc: why can't we win?

user38: what is going on in the house of commons

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charles_leclerc: i don't believe in soft launches

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user39: we been knew... but OMG PARENTS

user40: i am crying they're so hot

yourusername: hawt bf obtained

charles_leclerc: sexy gf in my inventory

yourusername: you're such a cute patootie

charles_leclerc: i cannot speak my mind or instagram will censor me

yourusername: ...oop hurry up and come back :(

charles_leclerc: about to break all US speeding laws xoxo

yourusername: not you in your charli xcx era

user41: he's with her ... in the US ... could we get y/n paddock debut in vegas ???

user42: would only be right i fear

user43: the scheduling just about makes sense before she has to go back to opening for taylor in south america

user44: now why did vegas not get in their bag and get y/n to perform at the opening ceremony?

pierregasly: way to ruin the investigation

danielricciardo: yeah we were in our sherlock holmes era

maxverstappen1: have to spoil everything don't you charles 🤨

charles_leclerc: i thought you guys wanted to know who my girlfriend is?

alexalbon: yes, but we wanted to expose it :(

yourusername: CORNY

pierregasly: oh no. he has someone on his side now

yourusername: damn right frenchie. i can hear your asshole twitching from here

pierregasly: WHAT ???

charles_leclerc: idk what that means but YEAH PIERRE TAKE THAT

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charles_leclerc: gutted not to be on the top step but an overall great weekend in vegas. glad to have y/n by my side this weekend before she's off again to slay the stage xx

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user48: charles unironically using the word slay, the girlfriend effect knows no bounds

user49: the sky camera zooming in on y/n watching the podium

user50: i think we watched her fall in love in real time

user51: i mean look at the material... podium charles hits so different i think I FELL IN LOVE

yourusername: you're a winner to me babe

charles_leclerc: and that's all that matters

yourusername: NOPE STAY HUNGRY GET THEM POINTS AND DESTROY THE REST OF THE FIELD

charles_leclerc: okay :)

yourusername: good boy

pierregasly: never say that in public again

maxverstappen1: is this why he's blushing so much in the press conference?

charles_leclerc: NO. NO REASON

yourusername: you sure?

charles_leclerc: i am the unluckiest driver ever and am screwed over at every turn sue me if i like a lil praise

user52: charles is so real for that i also want y/n to tell me i'm doing a good job

alexalbon: enough time has passed. @yourusername can lily get some extra tickets for the eras tour

yourusername: of course. anything for my new bestie

lilymunhe: thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuu. charles you have amazing taste

charles_leclerc: i know :)

yourusername: i mean i got you, so who's the real winner here?

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yourusername: my leg of the eras tour has come to an end :( this was such an insane opportunity, thank you so much taylor xx but this also means i can go annoy charlie until he has to go back to work !!

one last nonsense outro:

i met this lovely boy named charlie,

he races round the world for ferrari,

giving it to me everyday like ari

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user53: i think y/n might actually be winning in life

user54: is she referencing everyday by ariana grande which is literally just a song about having constant sex?

yourusername: yes and what about it? f1 drivers have great stamina

arthurleclerc: DELETE ASAP

yourusername: no can do baby leclerc

user55: fave outro for real

charles_leclerc: i am blushing !!

pierregasly: she just told millions of people all you do is fuck and now you're blushing ???

yourusername: i don't think mr doggy emoji is talking right now

charles_leclerc: at least y/n did it in an artful way

pierregasly: believe me i know YOU WON'T STOP SINGING IT DOWN THE PHONE YOU MENACE

yourusername: you sing my songs :) ?

carlossainz55: ALL THE TIME

yourusername: i don't like your tone mr 🤨

charles_leclerc: i am just showing my love :(

yourusername: @pierregasly @carlossainz55 you made him sad APOLOGIZE IMMEDIATELY

pierregasly: sorry?

carlossainz55: sorry i guess?

charles_leclerc: thank you :) i shall continue to sing to my heart's content

yourusername: good.

taylorswift: you were amazing !! i'll see you soon my love xx

yourusername: i'm hearing double date ??

taylorswift: i'm sure that can be arranged

charles_leclerc: OMG

user56: charles and travis are really the top tier himbo bfs and i love them for that

fin.

note: i really loved writing this so i hope this was everything you imagined and more!! i'm just getting into sabrina's music but i was a girl meets world stan so... i hope i did the nonsense outro justice xxx

[widowbitessting]

how would the trio react if baby was really overwhelmed with school? like she’s really stressed and was hiding it well but eventually just brakes down in front of them?

it’s completely fine if you don’t want to answer this

Hope you all enjoy

Livvy

xoxo

I feel like they'd see you come home, all smile at you but when your body starts to tremble and your eyes glass over with tears, their smiles would stop.

Natasha would be straight off her chair and approach you quickly, engulfing you in a warm embrace as you fully breakdown with the stress of everything.

Your heart would be hammering in your chest, throat tight, constricted as you howl and burrow into her neck or shoulder.

They would just hold you.

Let you have this cry that has been building for however long and offer small words of reassurance into your ears as you grip onto whoever is hugging you then.

If it goes as far as a full blown panic attack, Wanda would be the one to step in and bring you out of it; using different methods until you're breathing normally and are able to stop shaking.

When you're able to vocalise back to them, Carol would then ask a simple question.

"Sofa or the bed?"

Irregardless of the option you tell them, they'd do the exact same care.

You'd be carried to your desired location - because a princess shouldn't walk - and placed down in the middle.

Wanda would go and make you your favourite caffeinated drink as a one off treat, just to see you smile.

Every time your eyes stare off, Natasha would gently pull you back to her and make sure you're still with them. They can't lose you to your thoughts again.

Carol would then wrap you up in a blanket and then they would ask you to tell them what's wrong.

And wait so patiently for you to do so.

Even if you open your mouth and all that comes out is a squeak or more tears.

The Trio! will wait.

You eventually tell them about school. About the stress of it all and how you're so overwhelmed you don't think you can do it anymore.

They'd let you rant, let you get it out of your system until they offer their support.

Wanda saying she'll even go as far to get you a sick note for a week so you can look after yourself mentally.

It's something you contemplate.

Between the four of you though, you come up with small plans to ease the load on your shoulders.

Like one of them dropping you off at classes and picking you up so you don't have to walk (if there are days where you'd prefer to walk, one of the Trio! would either offer to walk with you or give you space, whichever you need). So you can enjoy that 30-45 minutes extra in bed.

Ensuring you have a proper lunch with you in a lunchbox of your choosing so you can eat during your breaks, and not just rely on caffeine and sugary snacks.

Help you in anyway they can with assignments, homework, essays, revision etc.

Help you understand that you're not alone through all of this.

The Trio! are right there with you to support you.

Everything that gets put into place is 100% on your terms.

They never want to come across as controlling.

Ever.

So the new rules are mentioned, discussed and agreed on by the four of you.

It's something you want.

Not something you've been made to do.

Natasha even cancels travel plans to ensure you're happiness and safety first.

Who's going to fire her?

It could take days, weeks or even months, for you to finally come back to them; less stressed, happier and back to being their bratty submissive whom they adore and love.

But that wouldn't stop them.

They would be with you every step of the way.

On the good days.

On the bad.

Because they love you.

[littleredwing89]

PRINCE OF GOTHAM - PART 3

PRINCE OF GOTHAM - PART 3

CEO!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings – Language. NSFW Smut. Slight jealously.

A/N: Please remember this is a revised version of “The Intern” but swapped out Roman for Jason. Hope you all enjoy the next chapter! :) xoxo

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The slam of the office door startled Roy and he almost spilt his freshly made coffee over his neat ironed shirt. He glanced up and caught Jason’s eye-line. He sighed internally and rested back in his chair. This wasn’t good, Jason looked irritated. Roy readied himself for a long rant. He wasn’t going anywhere soon and his coffee was probably going to go cold. Fuck.

Jason ranted for the next fifty minutes about the French clubs and their recent spurt of PR disasters. Roy rubbed his temple, his façade beginning to crack. He stopped listening beyond the first five minutes, his mind wandering elsewhere.

“So we’re going to have to go over there and set everything right, Harper. We can’t leave them any longer, not if we want the clubs to still be in business by the end of the month!!”.

“Yeah about that…”, Roy swallowed a mouthful of cold coffee and pointed to his diary before wincing at the foul taste.

“What?”, Jason grunted, confusion spreading across his face.

“I have plans this week”.

Jason scoffed, “Plans? You? Like what?”.

Roy shrugged, “Somethings to finish up here”.

“Uhuh”, Jason muttered unconvinced and edged closer to the diary on the desk, “I didn’t realise you were so swamped”.

“There's some department issues I have to fix, a few check-ins with the clientele”, Roy tried to fight the blush threatening to spread across his cheeks. Why wasn’t Jason letting this go?

“Can’t you get one of the others to do it? I don’t really want to go on my own”, Jason whined and rested on the edge of the desk, picking up a stack of post-it notes flicking through them aimlessly.

“You don’t have to go alone, I have the perfect person”, Roy gave him a cheeky grin, finally feeling the tables turn.

Jason glared at him, “I’m not going with Eric - fuck that, I’d rather let the Iceberg sink”.

“As funny as that would be, I know how important this is”, Roy snatched the post-it notes from Jason, irritated that he was messing with his stuff.

“Oh”, Jason smirked, “So you do have a brain”.

“No, I slept my way up here. Anyway, you should take Y/N. She’s competent and she can stand you. A very rare combination”, Roy stood up abruptly from the desk and walked across to the window, looking out across the murky streets of Gotham.

“I’m a joy to be around”, Jason grumbled.

“Your last assistant didn’t seem to think so”.

“She was an airhead, she didn’t understand what I wanted from her role”, Jason rolled his eyes. He remembered Maggie. She barely lasted the week before he found her sobbing in the toilets.

“You can’t hire people for sex”, Roy’s lips curved as he looked over his shoulder.

“There is an entire industry built on it. So I think we can disagree”, Jason snarked back, folding his arms across his chest.

“Fuck”, Roy sighed loudly and scrunched his eyes shut, “You are giving me a headache - are we done here?”.

Jason ignored Roy’s snappy remark and looked out of the office window catching you walking past, arm full of white envelopes, “So you want me to take Y/N? Won’t you miss her here?”.

“I wouldn’t have suggested it if I couldn't cope without her, Just go talk to her…I'm sure that she'll talk to you, she’ll be happy for the business opportunity”, Roy couldn’t help but smirk at the last part.

“I don’t have any issues talking to her, I just don’t want to set your department back”, Jason’s ears turned pink, the thought of your naked body flashing in the back of his mind. That silk nightgown barely covering your ass. He swallowed and fidgeted on the spot.

“We'll survive while you fuck her stupid for a few days”.

“I don’t know why you assume I’m fucking her”, as it left his lips, Jason knew his voice had completely given him away. And the record speed he answered.

Roy laughed huskily and grabbed his mug, “I’m not blind Todd”.

Jason didn’t bother to give a reply and headed towards Roy’s office door, “We’ll be back by Friday”.

———

The second Jason had appeared on your department floor, you’d felt your skin flushing. Your thoughts were filled with repeat memories of him in your bed. The way his calloused hands slid over your body. You grabbed the stack of envelopes and stood up briskly, you needed to distract your mind from him. Before you combusted at your desk. You headed down the corridor towards the printing room but stopped when you heard the deep timber of his voice. 

“Do you have a moment?”.

You turned around and nodded, “Of course Sir”.

Jason swallowed, feeling his stomach twisting with nerves, he wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt this way. He fixed his tie as he spoke, “I need someone to represent your department on the Paris trip. Harper recommended you”.

You raised an eyebrow, “Oh, did he now?”. 

“He suggested you’d be the best fit for the job”, Jason’s clinical business tone made you chuckle internally. You noted he was clearly struggling, fidgeting more with his tie. You enjoyed the way you made the imposing man nervous.

“And what do you think?”, you took a step closer to him in the empty corridor, your voice dropping low and seductive. You licked your tongue along your plump lower lip, eyes tracing his mouth.

“I think you'll be passable”, he muttered, watching your tongue with interest. He suppressed the moan in his throat and inched closer to you.

“Wow...”, you rolled your eyes, “I’m glad you think I’m just passable, so full of compliments!”, you turned away and strutted down the rest of the corridor, swiftly entering the printing room.

Jason blinked in surprise before following after you quickly, closing the door behind him, “I don't suppose you're turning down a free trip to Paris?”.

“But Sir, I have unfinished work here that I need to complete for Mr Harper”, you teased, putting the paperwork on the desk at the side. 

“Harper promised to pick up the slack”, Jason followed the curve of your legs, framed perfectly by your heels. He tried to ignore the sensual way your lips shaped as you spoke.

“Really?”.

“He’ll sort out whatever you don’t get done”, Jason lied. He knew Roy had promised nothing of the sort but he couldn’t give a damn right now. Your body completely distracting any rational thoughts he had.

You abandoned the printing and smiled brightly, Mr Harper could entertain himself with the photocopying whilst you were enjoying Paris with Jason, “Well then, if you want me to go with you, I will Sir”.

Jason growled and stalked across the room, caging you against the printer, “Keep calling me Sir and I’ll lock that door behind us…I don’t care who hears you”.

“But Sir, I have forms to deliver, they’re already a little late”, your hands snaked up his stomach, before grabbing his tie, tugging on it playfully. His lips ghosted over yours.

Jason’s hands grabbed the back of your thighs and he lifted you easily, making you squeak. Your legs wrapped around his middle on instinct, ass pressed into the printer pad, “What did I say?”, he nipped your bottom lip, thumbs stroking up your legs.

You shivered as he continued to stroke up your thighs, whispering against his mouth, “We’re at work Sir…this isn’t very wise”.

Before Jason had a chance to reply, there was a loud bark of laughter bouncing down the corridor, followed by heavy footsteps getting closer and closer. Jason’s face knitted with irritation before sighing, stepping away from you. You hopped down quickly, adjusting your skirt before the door flew open. 

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t realise you were using the printer N/N”, Dick smiled at you then turned towards Jason. His cheeks turned rosy and he ran a hand through his jet black locks, the cogs in his mind turning as he assumed; correctly; that he’d interrupted something.

“Don’t worry Grayson, I’m finished now”, you sauntered past Jason, patting Dick on the chest, “Knock yourself out”. You sashayed out of the room leaving Jason and Dick staring at each other.

———

Five long hours. You’d almost fallen asleep in the last hour. You hadn’t imagined business meetings could take this long, although to be fair, the last hour had been filled with Jason’s business associates talking about fast cars and football. You smoothed your hands down the front of your dress and stood up slowly, “If you’ll excuse me for one moment, I need to use the restroom before we go”.

You gave Jason a look to tell him to hurry up before you left, hurrying towards the bathroom. 

Antoine turned to Jason, a smarmy smile on his face, “You've got quite the woman there Todd”.

Jason noticed the leering stare and the way his eyes drank in your svelte form, “Oh she's just one of my business team”.

“Oh? I thought she was a personal associate of yours”.

“No no, just a colleague”, Jason assured, fixing the cufflinks on his suit jacket.

“Do you think she would want to come out to dinner with me this evening?”, Antoine shifted in his seat, looking towards the door waiting for you to come back. He’d been enamoured with you from the second you walked into the room. He only became more fascinated as you spoke throughout your excellent presentation.

“Certainly not”, Jason snapped.

Antoine turned to him shocked and swallowed nervously. Jason’s shift in tone had taken him by surprise. He hadn’t expected the bite in Jason’s voice or the heated stare.

“What I mean is that we have something planned for the evening, so she won't be available”, Jason back tracked quickly, giving him a dashing smile. He hadn’t meant to sound so aggressive but the thought of Antoine taking you out for fine French cuisine with the possibility of more made his temper burn.

You came back into the room after using the bathroom and smiled brightly at Antoine, “Thank you for the excellent presentation this morning, it was good to meet you”, you held your hand out to him.

Taking your hand in a firm grip, Antoine shook it before pressing a kiss to the back of your palm, “Likewise, enjoy your activities this evening, mademoiselle”.

You flushed at the kiss but felt confusion curdling with it. Activities? What activities?

Turning to look at Jason, you noticed his eyes were narrowed at Antoine. The tension was obvious and thick enough to cut with a knife. You pulled your hand back quickly and grabbed your bag from the table, “Have a good evening too”, you murmured before leading Jason out of the building.

He didn’t say a word all the way down to the lobby. His brow knitted every so often. You left him to stew unsure what was wrong. He’d been completely fine before you went to the restroom. What had Antoine done? Heading across the car park towards his rental you finally gave up accepting the silence, “What’s wrong?”.

“Nothing”, he grunted and unlocked the car waiting for you to get in.

You sighed and folded your arms, standing firmly, “What’s really going on?”.

Jason blew air past his lips in frustration and turned to face you finally, “That fucking moron up there putting the moves on you in front of me in the middle of a fucking business meeting. Then he asks if he can take you out?! He thinks I’m a fucking idiot. He’s lucky I didn’t fucking sack him on the spot but, unfortunately his presentation and ideas are too good to lose”.

You couldn’t stop the laugh that left your lips once he’d finished speaking. “Seriously? That’s what’s wrong?”, you walked up to him and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, toying with his shirt collar, “Don’t worry. Even if he was trying to get into my pants, someone else is currently already there”.

“Sounds like a lucky man”, Jason let his hands bracket your hips as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. It was softer than you expected but you leaned into it, letting your tongue swipe along his.

Pulling away reluctantly, Jason opened the car door for you, “We have dinner reservations at the Four Seasons tonight”.

———

Striding down the corridor from his room, Jason stopped in front of your hotel suite. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you since you made it back to the hotel after the dinner you’d shared together. That beautiful midnight blue dress you’d been wearing had tempted him all evening. The neckline dipping low so he had an excellent view for the duration of his meal.

He cursed the entire hour he was alone in his room for not inviting you back to his suite for a ‘night cap’. Taking a deep breath, he finally knocked on the door, shuffling from foot to foot. What if you’d gone to bed? What if you saw it was him through the spy hole and ignored it?

The turning of the lock made his thoughts stop and he smirked when he saw what you were wearing. You stood holding the door slightly ajar in nothing but a fluffy towel, the tips of your hair wet and curled. He couldn’t help but follow the droplets of water racing down your chest.

“Evening”, he winked and pushed his foot into the doorway.

“Do you just time your visits when I'm undressed?”, you looked up at him coyly.

Jason grinned cheekily, “I try my hardest princess, but the spy camera in your room does help”.

You shook your head and laughed softly, “It’s not like you haven't seen everything”.

Stepping further into your space, Jason’s hands found your waist, caressing your  sides, “True, but I wouldn't mind another peek”.

His touch sent shots of desire up and down your spine, your core beginning to throb at the unspoken promise, “I was halfway through a bottle of wine in the bath”.

“Sounds perfect”, he made his way into your room and started to unbutton his shirt.

“You’re a little eager”, you closed the door behind him, sliding the lock into place.

“Says the woman who’s already wet?”, his tongue traced his bottom lip, looking over you hungrily.

The way he was eyeing made your confidence swell. You hadn’t had a man look at you like that before. You pouted your lips playfully, “You’d have to try harder than that Todd”. You turned on your heel and wandered back into the bathroom, a cheeky smile covering your face.

Jason growled and chased after you, grabbing your wrist. He spun you around quickly and pinned you against the bathroom wall. Your breath caught in your throat and you swallowed thickly, desire coiling in the pit of your stomach.

“Don’t have to try that hard, do I princess?”.

You looked up at him, your eyelids hooded with lust. He was right. Jason didn’t have to do much to make your skin light with passion. You reacted to him so easily, your body betraying your mind.

He dipped his head down to the crook of your neck and planted rough, open mouthed kisses along your flesh. You shivered as his stubble scraped your skin, your thighs clenched involuntarily. The familiar burn, heating up in your core.

“You mentioned something about a bath didn’t you?”, his words were muffled by your skin as he spoke, his fingers tugging at the top of your towel.

He took a step back and watched as the towel pooled at your feet leaving you bare and slightly damp in front of him. His eyes darkened as he tried to drink in every inch of you all at once. The damp sheen across your skin sparkled in the low lighting of the bathroom making you look ethereal. Jason growled looking over your body, his cock twitching at the sight.

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. Your foot kicked the towel to the other side of the bathroom before you moved back across to him.

“Mmhmm”, you murmured, hands working at his belt to free him of his clothes, “And I think, unless I’m mistaken, that you wanted to join me”.

Jason allowed you to undress him, watching as you worked slowly, until you had him fully naked. His cock throbbed with need as it bounced against his abs as he climbed into the bath, sinking down into the steaming, wet heat. The ache of the day suddenly faded as the burning waters soothed his muscles.

The swirls of steam spiralled around him as he lazily lounged his arms over the side of the tub, “Don’t keep me waiting princess”, he smirked.

You swayed your hips as you headed back towards the bath. Jason expected you to jump straight in but you stopped by the sink. He raised his eyebrow but rolled his eyes when he saw the wine glass pressed to your lips.

“Princess”, he growled and splayed his thick legs in the bath. His patience was wearing thin.

You drained the last of your beverage, tipping the glass up. A droplet of red wine escaped and landed on your chest, streaking down the valley between your breasts. You saw Jason watching intensely.

“My bad”, you grinned and swept the rogue rivulet of wine with your finger, bringing it to your lips. You sucked it gently purposely winding your tongue around your finger before making a popping sound as you finished.

“Get in here, now”, Jason cursed, the pulsing in his cock becoming worse with every passing second.

You gasped loudly when Jason grabbed your hips forcefully when you sank down into the hot water with him. You felt his heavy cock brush against your clit under the water and you whined, the sound trapped in your throat.

“You’re such a fucking tease”, he ground out, his thumbs pressing hard into your waist, “But don’t worry, I’ll soon have you sobbing whilst you bounce on my cock”.

You shuddered, his words making your mind hazy.

“You gonna be a good girl and ride me?”, Jason removed his hands from your body and laid back in the bath, head resting against the rim of the tub. His body glistened with water droplets highlighting his sculpted physique. He grinned up at you, hips thrusting upwards towards your silken core.

“Yes Sir”, your voice was breathy with desire.

Hovering your pussy over his cock, you sank down slowly, swallowing him inch by inch. You moaned unabashedly as you felt him drive up, bottoming out. He felt so good fully seated inside you.

You circled your hips slowly as your hands smoothed up your own body, cupping your breasts. You pinched your nipples between your fingers, rolling them lightly. Your head tipped backwards, as you sighed his name in bliss. The way his cock stretched you was perfect. Your walls clamped around his shaft as you rose up and down repeatedly on him. Each time his length bumped against your g spot.

The water splashed wildly over the sides of the bath as you bounced on his cock faster, chasing down that same intense high as before. You looked down at him through your thick lashes and bit down hard on your bottom lip.

Jason was a sight to behold. His head rested back against the bath, cheeks flushed red, eyes shut as he laid back and enjoyed the way you fucked him. His arms were hung over the edges, hands tightly wound into fists.

“Fuck!”, you sobbed as you fucked him deeper into your pussy, “Jason! Fuck!”. You pressed your hands against his solid chest, his heart was beating erratically. Working your hands up his body, you dragged your nails through his wet hair. The growl that left his lips was deep and husky.

He opened his eyes to watch you, the way your breasts bounced with each thrust. Jason smirked and moved one of his hands back into the tub. You watched it disappear before crying out in surprise.

“Oh god!!”, you moaned louder and your eyes shut as Jason flicked over your clit.

“You look so sexy when you cum all over my cock”, he groaned and continued to work your clit faster. You clenched around his shaft, the vein on the underside of his cock pulsed as you squeezed your velvet heat around him.

He grunted, the sound rumbling through his chest as he lifted his hips in time with your bounces. The cries that left your lips were sinful. The scream of his name over and over as he took you to the edge.

“Jason- oh god-I-”, you mumbled, feeling your mind tumbling away from you as your orgasm began to peak.

“That’s it”, he coaxed, “Cum for me princess”.

The flames of your orgasm burst through your body as you continued to ride his cock, the water splashing over your body. His name passed your lips like a mantra to the heavens as you soaked up the feel of your climax.

You sucked in greedy gulps of oxygen as you fought to catch your breath back. Jason slipped his wet hands to your hips and rocked you back and forth on his still rock hard shaft.

“Jay-”, you couldn’t finish your sentence as he thrust up into your pussy violently, pulling you down hard with each hammer of his hips.

You felt your eyes roll back into your head as your sensitive core quivered around his cock. You moaned louder and threaded your fingers through your hair, letting your breasts bounce heavily with his punishing thrusts.

“I love the feel of your tight little cunt”, he growled and snapped his hips harder. You mewled and dug your nails into your scalp, the shocks of electricity shooting down your spine.

“You take my cock so well”, his voice broke and he groaned deeply, “God you feel so fucking good”.

Every praise made you purr more, the euphoria thrumming through your veins. The buzz was like nothing else and you felt yourself becoming slowly addicted. The timber of his voice echoed in your mind, teetering on the edge of your second orgasm.

Jason gripped you harder and yanked you down hard onto his length, “Fuck- I’m gonna fill that tight little pussy - fuck - cum with me”.

His brutal pace continued as he bounced you faster on his cock, working you deeper. You screamed out as your climax burst behind your eyes, blurring your vision for a moment.

Jason moaned your name, his deep voice thick with lust as he emptied himself into your core. His fingers bruised your skin as his thrusts became slow and soft. He was panting heavily when he finally stopped, you relaxed down into the water, resting your head in the junction of his neck. Your lips brushed his collarbone gently, so gently Jason wondered if he was imagining it.

His hand stroked up your spine and wrapped around the back of your neck, thumb running along the pulse of your vein.

You moved your head and looked up at Jason, giving him a soft smile before chuckling, “I feel so sweaty and gross now, this is all your fault”.

Jason grinned and shrugged innocently, “Personally, I blame you for answering the door in that tiny towel”.

You scoffed, “I wasn’t expecting guests at 11pm”.

“I wasn’t expecting to be tempted so thoroughly”, he winked, “Not that I’m complaining”.

You rolled your eyes and smirked at him, “You’re too easy to tempt Todd”. Turning in the bath, you manoeuvred yourself to sit between his open legs, back pressed to his chest. You relaxed back for a second, enjoying the way the warm waters engulfed your body.

“I don’t think anyone could resist you princess”, he murmured against the shell of your ear, enjoying the way you shivered.

“Seduce me later, right now I want to get cleaned up properly, like I originally intended”.

You felt Jason fidgeting behind you, then you heard the tell-tale click of the shampoo bottle lid. He squirted the liquid into his hands and lathered it quickly before weaving his fingers into your hair with a gentleness you didn’t expect.

“No funny business Todd”, you tried to sound threatening but the way he was massaging your scalp made the words come out in an airy whisper. 

“Scouts honour”.

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[lemonsprite]

Fooling around || Sebastian Sallow x Male!Reader

Summary: you teach Sebastian to let loose a little

Word count:

Warnings: slight suggestive themes (?) nothing crazy just snogging (hate that term as an American)

A/N: might make a Verizon about Ominis where he’s jealous of m! Reader and Sebastian idk tho TT okay off topic I HATE JK ROWLING SO MUCH WITH A BURNING PASSION AS A TRANSGENDER but! I am also autistic and unfortunately have a special interest in Harry Potter (I’ve had one since I was nine) AND ITS SUCH A BAD CONFLICT I want to make content but at the same time don’t (anyways make sure you pirate Hogwarts legacy xoxo) NOT BETA READ IM SORRY

“Okay okay-“ smiled Sebastian, leaning backwards against the nearby wall of the undercroft. “I dare you…” he paused, thinking of what next to say. “To send Amit Thakkar an owl full of belch powder!”

“Godric’s Heart Sebastian that’s awful!” You exclaimed, rolling your eyes.

Sebastian tsk’d, waving a finger in front of your face. “Ah-ah-ah you choose dare, remember?” He smirked.

With a sigh you admitted your defeat, reluctantly producing a blank piece of parchment to begin your nasty prank. Despite your reluctance to this task, Sebastian had welcomed you in to the undercroft even with all his prejudice towards you in the beginning- part of you felt like you had to go along with his dare even if it was a bit cruel (and a little funny).

Having never played many muggle games growing up, you’d thought now would be a better time than ever to introduce Sebastian to the wonderful word of ‘Truth or Dare’. Part of you regretted that decision now, with how wonderfully he was adapting to the game already.

“Alright Sebastian- Truth or dare?” You ask, not looking up from your letter.

“Truth.”

“Got any one in the castle you fancy?”

Sebastian’s silence is what finally drew you from your letter, looking up to meet his flushed gaze.

Part of you had expected a ‘no.’ After all, Sebastian never struck you as the romancing type, but seeing his face dusted in pink wasn’t unwelcome- in fact you quite liked the look on him. A voice in the back of your head urged you to make him blush more often.

You raised your eyebrow at him, prompting him to answer.

Sebastian whispered something, you could not make it out.

“What?” You asked, staring at him confusedly.

“You.” He whispered.

“Me what?”

“You- I Like you!” Sebastian exclaimed, his voice raising in frustration at your obliviousness.

Oh.

That went from zero to one hundred.

There was silence for what felt like eternity before you let out a small chuckle, taking a sip of the pumpkin juice Sebastian had brought the two of you.

He stared at you, his eyes a mixture of emotions.

Sebastian began hurriedly covering up his earlier confession. “I know you probably think that strange- I mean a boy liking another boy? Weird right anyways-“

“I like you too.” You said, staring at him over your cup of juice.

That effectively stopped Sebastian’s rambling, he peered at you- bewildered.

“But… but we’re both men?”

“And?” You asked. “Back where I’m from It’s quite normal for boys our age to fool around with each other before we marry- course’ I feel like we should all just be able to marry whom ever we want, never really found myself fancying girls.” You ranted, waving your hand animatedly in the air. All the while Sebastian stared at you, wide eyed and curious.

“…really?” He asked after a moment. You nodded your head, very serious.

“Have you ever… kissed another boy?” Sebastian asked.

“Oh yeah, plenty- a few girls here and there too…” you smiled, leaning in closer to Sebastian.

It seemed impossible to shock Sebastian any further yet here you were.

“And… fooling around… that too?”

“Occasionally… once or twice.”

Again there was silence, Sebastian staring at you intently.

“Could you…” Sebastian paused, thinking of the best way to go about this increasingly awkward conversation. “… teach me?”

It was your turn to be shocked now, staring at him for a moment.

“Teach you?”

“To like… you know- fool around…” said Sebastian, averting his gaze to the floor, that adorable pink flush returning.

You smiled at him, finding his clumsiness adorable.

“Sure.”

Tentatively, as if afraid of scaring away a small creature, you reach your hand over to Sebastian, placing your palm over his and guiding his hand to your waist.

“Like this okay?” You hum, looking up at Sebastian who swallowed heavily and nodded his head.

“I’m gonna- lean down here…” you explain with a grunt, shifting yourself backwards so that you were almost laying on the ground with your elbow propped up to support your weight, Sebastian’s hand still on your waist.

“Now I want you to put one leg over me… kinda like a broom.” You explained, watching with a smile as Sebastian clumsily followed your orders, straddling your legs.

“Good.” You praised, moving Sebastian’s other hand to cage in your body against the floor, your own tangling itself into his hair.

Sebastian’s mouth was slightly agape, his pupils blown wide and his eyes alight with excitement.

“This alright?” You asked, looking up at him to make sure he was still doing good.

“Very.” He breathed. “Could we uh…” he trailed off.

“Get to the kissing part?” You asked with a smirk.

“Yes.” Said Sebastian. “That… Please.”

Using your hand buried in his hair you guided Sebastian towards you, his head dipping to meet your lips in an inexperienced kiss.

It was clumsy and awkward, a mess of teeth clashing against each other and rushed apologies from Sebastian’s mouth.

Your chest was alight and if you hadn’t known any better you’d expected fire works to burst straight from your torso like one of Garreth’s wild potions.

“(y/n)…” breathed Sebastian into the kiss, his hand digging into the fabric on your waist. You pulled him closer deepening the kiss as you opened your mouth.

Pulling away from the embrace you look up breathlessly at Sebastian, his lips plump and swollen from all the kissing.

“Can I take your cloak off?” You ask quietly, your voice echoing in the undercroft. “It’d make this whole thing a lot easier.” And before you could even reach a hand up to unbuckle the clasp of Sebastian’s cloak he’d beaten you to the chase, practically ripping the fabric off his shoulders as he tossed it behind the two of you.

You looked at him in shocked silence, a smirk tugging at your lips.

“Eager are we?” You asked.

“Hush.” Said Sebastian, taking the lead as he bent down, his free hand not on your waist going to your chest, wrapping around your torso and pulling you in closer still.

Sebastian enveloped you in a kiss once more. Your mouth opened into his, turning messy as you searched for Sebastian’s tongue, the undercroft filling with the noises of breathless moans.

The sound of someone clearing their throat pulled you from the moment, Sebastian’s head whipping around to meet the intruders.

“Ominis!” He smiled forcefully, dropping his hands causing you to fall and smack your head against the old tiled floor with a ‘thump!’.

You groaned in pain, Sebastian reaching out his hands to help you before stopping himself, looking back at Ominis.

“Sebastian.” Ominis growled. “Are you seriously snogging a girl in the undercroft? I thought this was our place!”

“No! I mean yes! I mean-“ floundered Sebastian, helping you sit up from the floor and whispering apologies into your ear.

“I just… I really like this guy Ominis.” Sebastian mumbled, looking at the floor embarrassedly, not realizing his words till they’d already slipped out.

“Guy?” Asked Ominis, his voice suddenly soft.

“(y/n). I’m with (y/n).” Admitted Sebastian, his face that adoring shade of pink once more.

Ominis was silent for a long moment processing this new information.

“Okay… it’s- it’s okay Sebastian just… just go make out somewhere else yeah?” Ominis said, his voice suddenly soft and as soon as the tender moment happened it disappeared, the blonde boys voice snarky once more. “And if I ever catch you snogging in here again I’ll have your head, got it?”

“Very.” Said Sebastian with a small smirk, relieved at his friends response. He wrapped his hand around yours, hastily grabbing his discarded cloak and standing up. “Now I’m gonna…”

“Please do get your sorry excuse out of here.” Scoffed Ominis. “I’ll have to disinfect everything, who knows what you two’ve been getting up to.”

Jojo try not to rush another fics ending challenge (impossible)

[everwitch-magiks]

OKAY EVIE. The epic rivalry between a flashy spellcaster and the person who has to complete all the restoration paperwork after the quest is complete. xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes

Why, hello MJ! Wow, time flies. How about we don't think too hard about how it’s been five or so months since I reblogged this ask game and you sent me this ask.

There is something of a reason why this took me an amount of time: so I decided to make this one more fun by fleshing it out into a little story and also telling it in reverse order. The latter turned out a little challenging. But without further yapping, here it is. Five fun facts from (... more like parts of) a spellcaster/spell restorator (that's a word, right?) AU, told from ending to beginning. Enjoy! ♡

5. Except the very next day, Alex receives a handwritten letter sealed with wax. The seal is the Fox family's. The penmanship is delicate and measured, nothing like the radiant man Alex knows is behind it.

The letter contains both an apology and an invitation. Henry is asking Alex to meet him on the summit of the mountain.

(Alex does.)

4. It goes on like that for months. Henry keeps stopping by, keeps lingering, keeps laughing at Alex's jokes - even when they're mediocre. There's something there. Something beneath the surface. Something that's slowly blossomed this whole time.

One morning, Henry comes early. Before one of his quests. He wants to know if he may visit Alex late that evening, after his return. 'The sunset will be pretty at that time of day. Perhaps we could get up above the treetops to get a good view?'

Alex's heart races in his chest long after Henry has left.

But Henry doesn't come that night. Possibly, his quest went on for longer than he'd anticipated - or possibly, he found something more worthy of his time than Alex.

It'd make sense. Alex can't even claim he's surprised. A common restorator was never a good match for a legendary spellcaster.

3. Henry's pretty when he smiles. He's even prettier when he laughs. He's been spending more and more time simply sitting in Alex's kitchen between quests. It's a little unnerving. Henry has hundreds of admirers who'd happily entertain him during his time off - yet instead he's drinking tea at Alex's table, listening to Alex's rants about the incompetent archivists over at restoration headquarters.

'Anyway, I shouldn't bore you with the details-'

'I like it when you tell me the details.'

That's annoyingly sweet. 'Careful, Fox. I might fall a little bit in love with you.'

Henry's smile softens a fraction. 'I'm sure I shall find some way to bear that.'

Fuck.

Maybe Alex's fantasy of heading up the mountain with Henry could someday become reality.

2. Henry’s off on another quest. Something to do with a flock of wild unicorns inconveniencing a nearby village. Small stuff. If it'd been anyone else the paperwork would've been a piece of cake, but since it's Henry it'll probably take weeks.

Alex isn’t dealing with any of that today. He's off on a stroll up the mountain; the clearance to restore Henry’s most monumental mess hasn't come through yet, so Alex might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

Yet when Alex returns home, Henry is there. He's outside Alex's house. That's so odd. Henry hasn't deigned to stop by since they were first thrown together as partners from their respective guilds - even though, at the time, Alex had thought they'd hit it off pretty well.

Henry smiles bashfully when Alex says as much. 'Work has kept me very busy.'

Alex snorts. 'Yeah, well, me too. All thanks to you. You sure don't do things by halves.'

'... Maybe there's someone I've been trying to impress.'

Oh.

1. Alex has fucking had it.

He's knee-deep in trying to obtain clearance to reverse Henry’s latest disaster: a mountain moved from one side of the kingdom to the other while on a quest to save a young boy from a dragon. Moving mountains is a level five restoration. And moving it didn't even help with the fucking dragon. Ridiculous. Henry’s such a showoff.

Never mind that moving mountains is kind of impressive.

Never mind that the mountain is Alex’s favorite in the kingdom, and now the foot of it sits next to his backyard.

Alex’s whole life revolves around following Henry’s tracks and covering them up. And he’s damn good at it. Best in the guild. But sometimes, he wonders what the point of it all is if Henry always remains just out of reach.

Never mind that Alex told Henry once, in a moment of weakness, that he's always dreamt of being asked for his hand at the top of that very mountain. Henry probably doesn't even remember. And even if he does, it'll never be him who takes Alex up the mountain to make it a reality. That’s just a silly fantasy.

... There we have it! Thank you - belatedly - for the ask! ♡

[dilucsfav]

tighnari hcs and scenarios !!

help its been so long since i posted aHhhahshhs i’m sorry my dears :( please give me requests i need them for motivation idk what to write 😭 anyways here’s tighnari to somewhat make up for it :) bc i love the sumeru update too much to not write about my baby. we all need a little tighnari in our lives!

warning(s): fluff. lots…. and some nsfw too.

please he would be so gentle with you if/when you got sick. his tone would be softened and his fingertips would graze your skin with such loving care. would constantly check on you, give you plenty of medicine, and watch you like a hawk to make sure you’re resting enough

i can see him rolling his eyes to a lot of things you say. sometimes mean, but a lot of the times he would simply flick your forehead if you said something dumb to him. and then apologize for getting annoyed immediately afterwards because he loves you too much :(

often times when he’s working, he likes for you to sit near him in the room. whether that’d be on his lap, across from him, wherever. he just wants you close by!! he enjoys when you rub his ears to calm him down during his work !

he would go flower picking with you. enough said.

you want a flower crown made by yours truly? don’t worry, tighnari has you covered !!!

cuddling with this man during the cold? absolutely immaculate. he has those huge ears and that tail to wrap around you. along with his body heat and soft forehead kisses? all for his partner? yes, free therapy please

this man is so overly dramatic about everything. always whining and complaining about the silliest and dumbest of things. even as he lectures others about “acting like an adult,” he acts like a child sometimes when something doesn’t go his way

tighnari is very pro health. on days where you aren’t feeling the best mentally, he’ll try to cheer you up the best he can! he likes taking you near flower garden or waterfalls for the view— and ofc a little picnic for you two with all your favorite goodies and snacks!

omg the way his eyes light up when you allow him to speak about nature. this man would go on a full rant about all sorts of stuff. his anger and concern over withering zones, types of flowers, etc!

he would also be a really good listener. he doesn’t have a way with words but his presence and tender touch is enough to make you melt !

nsfw!!:

honestly i’m getting very vanilla sex vibes from tighnari… but when he’s in heat rip that pussy ayyyy

aftercare is nice with him, but a little strange. i feel like he’d talk about random shit with you while cleaning you off, such as work or something of that nature

he would kiss you sm during the deed omg. this meal of a man asks for CONSENT CONSTANTLY 😩

“does this hurt? i’m so sorry, please tell me if i need to stop, okay, (y/n)?” or “is this okay? does it feel okay?” AHHHHSHSHSHSH

this man would be so obsessed with giving oral. he would do it for hours if he could

if you’re needy and horny while he’s working, don’t worry darling, tighnari won’t make you wait for at least a little release. he would let you sit on his cock. as long as you’re quiet and don’t distract him too much, he’ll help you after he’s not as busy :(

THE LITERAL DEFINITION OF A SOFT DOM.

he could pick up on weak spots and sweet spots pretty easily. and he’d remember them, too

as i said, pretty vanilla, but if you want to try something new, he would love to! he’s all about trying new things and experimenting! we love a learner xoxo

we must protect tighnari forever. tighnari c6 come home.

[444rockstargf]

need to see danny as a pleasure top for once! i love him being subby coz i can live out my mommy dom desires... but i feel like theres one time shes like "youve been such a good boy. you wanna be on top?" and he rly likes it (not as much as he loves being pegged but hey thats fine.) and shes letting him cum as early and as much as he wants. maybe its a reward for him taking a really hard punishment so well yk

i love this idea sm. i barely see any dom danny on this app.

"he's got the fire." | dan cooper

sad girl. - lana del rey

female!reader x softdom!dan

contents: p in v, aftercare

ok so im writing this like a rant bc why not

one day you two would be making out as usual, but this time you let him take charge

at first he's a little opposed to the idea

but then you mention the fact that he can cum whenever he wants and he would be all in

yall hear me out: he would love seeing you in thigh-high socks

something about how innocent you look in them would drive him nuts

his mind would be running wild at this point

he would be thinking about all the things he's wanted to do to you now that he called the shots

but you were also his number-one priority

so he'd definitely be the softest dom you could ever imagine

he would start by telling you if you ever needed to stop, you should tell him and he would

and he'd be wearing exactly what he did in the movie

so anyway, his favourite position would probably be cowgirl bc he could watch your body moving on his and his hands would be on your hips to show his dominance

his hand would be on your clit/cock while you rode him

he's such a sweetheart, he would compliment you nonstop

and he would whisper the sweetest little things into your ear

telling you how beautiful you are

your moans would be music to his ears

he would gradually pick up the pace, holding your body close to his

his hands would constantly be resting on your thighs, squeezing them gently while you moved on top of him

when you got tired, he would move to doggy style of missionary (but probably missionary tbh)

the whole thing would be so sensual and affectionate

he made sure you felt good the entire time

and if you didn't he'd feel like he failed as a dom

and when you were about to cum, he would be more loving than ever

telling you that you could cum with him, making the moment so much more intimate

he'd hold you so gently as you reached your orgasm

telling you what a great job you did for him

and he's a firm believer of aftercare

he'd ask you if you wanted something to eat or drink

he'd get a nice warm bath for you and rub lotion all over your body once you were out of the tub

and after all that, he would snuggle up with you in bed and stroke your hair until you fell asleep

and he would hope that he was a good dom for you, because all he wanted was to make you proud.

author's note: yall should lemme know if you like this writing style better than my other one. thank you for reading!! xoxo

[strawhatsoraya]

Would you write top Usopp? I’d rlly love to see that! Maybe a shy dense reader (she) that he’s been flirting with until he finally went “y’know what? Fuck it” and just kisses her! Or anything you’d have in mind! (I love angst with happy ending, soo 👀 👉👈)

(Lil vent: I only ever see ppl writing him as a bottom and, while I don’t judge, I just rlly don’t/ can’t see that. Yeah, he’s anxious and can be a scaredy-cat, but he’s grown and when it matters he’s super brave and confident. I feel like ppl babyfy him a lot… so I’d love to see a top Usopp being all the confident and flirty for once! It’s kinda unfair how they babyfy him so much… anyway! I’m so sorry abt this impromptu vent!! Ik it was stupid, I just been thinking abt this a whole lot! Sorry again)

Anon, I love your beautiful mind. Your wish is my command, because your wish is also my wish. We are of one mind right now. I have written some Usopp for you, with some angst, and fluff, and some smut, and guess what? He's not a bottom! So there's that.

(I refuse to accept as Usopp as bottom so you and I can stand together on this hill. I'll make room. Usopp is courageous, and trustworthy. He knows how skilled he is, and isn't shy at all in my opinion! He just gets scared and honestly rightfully so! The situations they get into are absolutely bonkers. Not everyone is as fearless as Luffy. Never worry about ranting to me!! We can rant together)

hehe ANYWAY here is the fic. I could rant for three more paragraphs if you let me. Please enjoy the Usopp meal kiss kiss xoxo

Bullseye

USOPP X FEM READER | AFAB NO PRONOUNS | NSFW

WORD COUNT: 1.7k (I could have easily written another 1k but thought i should stop while i was ahead)

A (BADLY WRITTEN) SUMMARY: Usopp doesn't understand why y/n can't just grasp the concept of him being into her??? So he makes a move because life is short.

There wasn’t a target in all the seas that he couldn’t hit. No matter how far, no matter how fast. That was the guarantee. His legacy. Sniper King, Usopp the legend of East Blue.

However, with you, it was like flinging cotton balls as ammunition; not enough force, always falling too short, nothing stuck. 

It was true that you always laughed at his jokes, crinkling your button nose, chubby cheeks partially concealing your eyes. It was true that whenever he called your name, you whipped your head in his direction, never ignored him; not even once. It was true that sometimes he’d brush the back of his hand against yours, and sometimes–maybe once or twice, your pinkies had entwined as silence fell between you; an understanding of shaky possibilities.

It was also true that you never once answered truthfully when he asked you if you had a crush. Did he know them? It was also true that he called you pretty, funny, amazing and you had taken it all in stride with a quiet laugh, stating that he was too kind; too sweet. 

He wanted to be more than sweet. He wanted to be enticing, alluring. He wanted you to see him and feel fire wrap itself around your legs, and over your hips until you were consumed by nothing but thoughts of him. He wanted you to dream of him the way he dreamed of you at night; dream of his lips the way he dreamed of yours–their taste, their shape, the way his name would tumble out in an imaginary ecstasy.

Night after night, he struggled with himself. He’d run scenarios in his mind, wondering what else he could do, what else he could say. It bothered him enough to go to Sanji, risking humiliation. Sanji had laughed, before clapping one hand on his shoulder. Some people are like flowers, he had said as they shared a glass of wine. Sometimes they need a little extra push, a little bit more care, before they can bloom.

Usopp wanted to see you bloom. He wanted your petals to open up, to reveal the tender pink inside, like cherry trees in spring. He wanted to be the breeze that shakes your branches, scattering the essence of you everywhere to carry it with him wherever he went.

He smelled you in the ocean breeze as you stood on the deck, observing the sea as you often did. You turn to him and smile, hand outstretched to him. He doesn’t have the strength to deny you. He walks towards you, heart hammering loudly between his ribs. It seeks to escape, to run away from the scene. Usopp brings a hand up to calm it, he rubs a quick circle over his chest. He murmurs a quiet promise to himself. Today, he wouldn’t let you escape. Today, he’d make you understand.

You both look out at the ocean, watch the sun sink lower into the horizon. Orange ink spills in the skies, washes away and blends in with dusty blue. 

“Beautiful isn’t it?” you ask him, tilting your head up at him. He looks down at you with lips slightly parted. As if he couldn’t breathe enough. His dark brown eyes, deep and soulful, watch you and it feels as if he sees deeper than skin; deeper than flesh, sinews and bone. You swallow, trying to ignore the steady increase in body heat.

“Yeah,” he says, tearing his eyes away from you with the last shred of his will. He places an elbow on the railing of the Thousand Sunny to glance at the sunset casually. It was beautiful for sure, but the sight of your skin glowing was far more than that; far more than words he could ever utter. 

He should, though, shouldn’t he?

He swallows the nerves, they tangle in his throat. He hears you talking about something or the other; more than likely whatever shenanigans Luffy had gotten up to that day. He laughs just at the thought of it, your story barely registering. All he could do was stare at your moving lips, the way the corners of your mouth would curl up, the tiny flash of white teeth; he remembers at the most inopportune moment, he is aware, of his last dream where you sank your teeth into his shoulders to keep from crying out.

His hands shake, he feels pleasurable heat at the bottom of his belly. If he didn’t hold you tonight, if he didn’t kiss you until he was out of breath, he was as good as dead. He says your name, cutting off your speech. You blink at him, wondering when he had become so rude. You don’t get the chance to question him. His mouth is on yours, tightly pressed as one arm wraps around your waist. He pulls you in closer, fingers clutching at the fabric of your shirt; desperate to keep you close. His other hand buries in your hair, grabbing handfuls of it, bringing your mouth closer to his.

You feel your body freeze, adrenaline shooting bullseyes at every nerve. Bang, Bang, Bang! And at the source of the hit, warmth blooms; ink on paper, spreading heated fingers over your skin. 

He presses his tongue against your bottom lip, and feels the chapped skin. It doesn’t bother him. He just thinks he should kiss you more properly; tenderly, to make up for it. He has you in his embrace, tongue pushing past your lips. He claims yours for the taking, moaning softly as he sucks on it. When you come up for air, you are breathless; a small shiver rattles your senses.

“I like you so much,” he confesses against the baby hairs on your temple. He kisses your cheeks, brushes his plush lips against the shell of one ear. “I want you.” You don’t trust yourself to answer. Your legs feel weak, so you clasp fistfuls of his vest. He looks down at you through his curly lashes, his ragged breathing splashing against your mouth. He takes your silence as an answer, and envelopes your small hand in his large one to lead you away from the deck.

It is fortune’s grace that you meet no one on the way to his bedroom. He pushes the door open with too much force, and it slams against the opposing wall. The noise startles you, so he apologizes quickly as he closes it, ears heating up with embarrassment. 

He tries to forget his slip up by pulling you into his embrace again, kissing you with abandon. You were in his room; you, the elusive you. It was more than he could have ever hoped. He had dreamed, yes, time and time again but those were fantasy; a cheap copy of the real you. His imagination could not compare to the softness of the inside of your mouth, the meatiness of your hips that he gripped tightly enough to bruise. You whimper as he bites on your bottom lip, tugs on it with a strength you didn’t know he possessed.

Your tongue is in his mouth again when he picks you up by the ass, long brown fingers digging into your glutes. You moan, arms wrapping around his neck as you both fall back on the bed. His weight on your body is arousing. You can’t get past the idea of how domineering it feels, as if he could pin you down and you’d be too weak to resist. He was an incredible marksman. You knew this, but wondered if he was a mind reader as well. His fingers wrap around your wrists, and he pins them over your head, his free hand snaking under your shirt, pressing flat against your belly at an excruciatingly slow pace. His callouses palms, the roughness of his skin makes you shiver.

“Usopp,” you breathe, barely able to utter the syllables. Your legs move despite your will, rubbing together as if that would stop the slickness in your panties from spreading. You don't have the courage to ask for it, so you blush instead. The sight of you biting your lip, sinking in your shoulders as if you wanted to hide shouldn’t entice him; it shouldn’t make the throbbing erection in his pants any more worse but it does. He feels it twitch, feels the need to force you to look at him. So he leaves your skin alone to grab your chin between thumb and index finger. He pulls your chin upwards, watches you until you make eye contact.

You can barely stand to look at him. Sweat drops cling to his cinnamon skin, and as your fingers twitch you remember how warm he always feels. A heat floods your belly, oozing downwards. You feel yourself become wetter the longer he stares at you. 

“I want you to look at me,” he says as he lets go of your chin. His hand travels down the center of your breasts, fingers dancing lightly over your belly. Your breathing comes in short bursts; soft pants filling up the empty room. “Make sure you keep looking at me.”

His fingers brush along the inside of your thighs. You feel them ease under the skirt. You try not to close your eyes, they flutter briefly as he finds your heated cunt. You mutter something unintelligible, maybe his name? He doesn’t quite catch it but it makes him smile to see you falling apart so easily. He discovers the elastic of your panties with two fingers, pushes it aside to gently play with your wet folds.

You’re tethered to his gaze; dark, warm and hypnotizing. You lose yourself, sink into it, as if drowning at the deep end of a pool. Was breathing even necessary when his fingers so easily slipped inside of you? You cry out at the feel of them curving; searching. You bite your lip, before you gasp, panting. He never stops watching you, even as he picks up the pace, taking the hint from your moving hips. You were art in motion; a cascade of colors; a mixed medium of sound and touch. He was a mere consumer, delirious; his only desire was to have whatever you could possibly give him.

You cry out his name, and he feels a wish fulfilled. He buries his face in your neck, his curls brushing your cheek. 

“Perfect,” he mumbled against your neck, nipping the skin he found until little purple bruises showed up. He feels like an imposter. He wishes he could leave something better; the shape slightly different, anything to add to your beauty. “You’re so perfect.” Your moans ignite his passion, your fingers are under his shirt, running sharp nails down his back. “Let’s not stop here. Give me more. I want more.”

[pinkmirth]

hi y’all :) it’s been a hot minute, but im back nowww (i think!) sorry about the inactivity, it’s been a rough couple of weeks for me… (disclaimer: there’s a teensy tiny rant below!!!)

a few weeks ago, me and my boyfriend of two years decided to break things off. our relationship went fine for the most part, it was just that his dad hated me with a passion. as you could imagine, it was hard to deal with my own partner’s father complaining about him being with me, since I cant speak any Chinese dialect. (for context, his dad is Chinese and wanted his son to marry someone of the same ethnicity.) I’ve been working on my Mandarin for the past two years, but it was never good enough for his dad. So, we ended things on decent terms. in all honesty, i wanted to walk straight into fucking manhattan traffic 😭 i felt so shitty, i could hardly touch my phone for a goddamn week. to top that off, i cried so hard that i literally got sick somehow? don’t know how that works, but I ended up with a sore throat for days afterwards. but! I gave it some time, and it’s sunk in a little. not completely over him, but I’m feeling much better than i was four weeks ago. i’ve also been busy with hunting for a new apartment and deciding whether or not to transfer schools. Vinland saga mondays and my newfound obsession with atsv (specifically that fine man miguel o’hara) are the only things that are keeping me going rn… anyway! hopefully I’ll find enough time to write this summer, because I’m in dire need of a distraction lol

— xoxo, moni (reiner braun’s hot wife <3)

[tanzderalfred]

Just watched the crypt scene in the film “the fearless vampire killers” (what TdV was based on)

The way the professor is so mean to Alfred, he literally infantilizes him because he’s scared to attempt to kill a LITERAL VAMPIRE?!

If you haven’t seen it already, in the scene Alfred is scared and is not stabbing Krolock, he is quite literally frozen in fear, in response to this the professor says, I kid you not

“Come on my baby! Hit! There’s a good little scout!”

like what? It just enrages me because Alfred is rightfully scared to commit such acts of violence.

Anyways rant over professor Abronsius sucks xoxo

[otterandterrier]

It's a sleepover, so im going to rant to you about my crush: first he is shy, but so thoughtful and insightful. He has great opinions and loves video games, puzzles and computers. He shows his love in acts of service. He will leave the porch light on for me and give me food when I'm sad. He doesn't like people or going out in general but says he likes me. He's a serial procrastinator. He likes dogs. He needs 3-5 business days to recover from social interaction. Cant believe I'm crushing, how embarrassing. Did I mention we're getting married in 7 months? Anyway. Rant over. Carry on xoxo

he sounds like a nice dude and I'm happy for you! 💖 when should I expect my wedding invitation then? 😉

sleepover saturday