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[maximotts]

bestie i am thinking about how strong cowgirl wanda's arms and thighs are and how much i want to sit in her lap -silber

Pleaseeeeeee ugh

Imagine sitting outside under the stars with her and she notices you shiver a little so she pulls out her quilt and holds out her arms like “come here bunny, I’ll get the chill off you.” And you get to snuggle into Wanda’s lap, feel her strong arms holding you tight, sit on her thighs and listen to her talk about her favorite constellations 🥺

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DemonNat! X reader

Warnings: corruption, dubious content, it’s demon sex outside a church

(Happy birthday @caroldantops >:3)

Growing up, you were never one to go out of line, even dip one toe out into where you weren’t supposed to be. Living in a religious small town instilled the literal fear of God into you; you were a good girl, always doing what she was told. Graduated with honours, got accepted into the accelerated program of a nursing major, succeeded in every step you took in life. And yet, when you went off to college, nothing really changed, except the morbid curiosity you had as a child only grew. What would it be like to disobey, just for a minute, and revel in it…

You were visiting home for the month, almost done with your degree. The sleepy town you grew up in was still hazy in early summer, the crickets still chirped in the evenings and fireflies danced in the small hours of night. You had chosen to go to church early, walking the trails of the back garden with its flood of white lilies.

That’s where you saw her for the first time.

She almost slipped from your vision, she was so deeply intertwined with the shade. Her red hair blended with the leaves of the maple trees, the dark leather of her jacket mixing with the shadows that hid her. The thing that caught you were her eyes: dark green and piercing with…you couldn’t place what exactly, but they were intoxicating.

She was next to you in a superhuman second. “Hello there. Haven’t seen you around here before.” Her voice was gravelly and deep, but sweet enough to set your heart on fire.

“I’m-I’m home for the summer. Don’t get to come to church here that often anymore.” Your voice quivered with…fear? Anticipation? Though you weren’t sure why, she seemed passable enough (though not many people wore leather to church anymore).

“How interesting.” A hand snaked its way over to your shoulder and started petting it. Her nails were long, almost clawlike to your eyes, and her touch made you swoon slightly. “My name’s Natasha. What’s yours?”

Your name comes out in a stammer, and she smiles wide when she hears it. She tests it out a few times, and hearing your name come off her lips makes your heart skip a beat or three.

“Absolutely delectable. You don’t seem like the general…population that comes soaring through these doors. What makes you so different…”

Your whole body feels like it was set aflame, and you back up slightly, only for Natasha to pin you to the back wall of the church. A warm feeling settles in the pit of your stomach and starts travelling lower.

Natasha notices your blush and bares a wide smile. “Did I say you could leave yet, precious? No no, I have much more to say to you, and by the looks of things, much more you can do for me.”

“But service will be starting soon-”

“All the better, I think.” Her lips are suddenly crashing into yours, biting your lip and sucking on your tongue. Then it occurs to you, her tongue is forked. It hits you all over…she isn’t all human. Natasha sees the realisation on your face and smirks. “That’s right doll, I’m not your average churchgoer. Now you can walk in there and forget all about me. But I don’t think you want to do that, I think you want to stay out here with me and have a real good time.”

Your brain is screaming “leave, go be with your family” but your body won’t move. That morbid curiosity is tying you here, wondering just what she could do to you on God’s holy ground. You give a careful nod, whispering, “Okay…I’ll stay.” There was a brief moment where time seemed to pause, as if the universe was taking your name on the dotted line.

“Good girl.” Natasha’s lips were on your neck now, fangs slightly nipping into your skin. “Goddamn, angel, you taste so fucking good. And this is just your neck, I wonder what the rest of you tastes like.”

A guttural whimper escapes your mouth and your hips meet Natasha’s thigh, grinding slightly at the contact. She only tsk’s slightly, taking the time to tease your want by slipping her thigh further between your legs. “Naughty little thing you are, trying to rush me before I’m ready. I shouldn’t indulge in your neediness…but you’re just so tempting.” Your hips buck wantonly on her thigh, the ache between your own legs only growing stronger each second. You’d never felt this strongly before about anything, but you needed; you didn’t know what it was you needed exactly but you knew that only she could give it to you.

Natasha wasted no time in popping the buttons off your blouse and exposing your chest to the quiet summer sun. Her nails tiptoed their way up the middle of your chest to your collarbone, and one finger slides down and runs its way around your hardened nipple. The little gasps your uttering only make her smirk more. “So pretty, little one. I can tell no one has made you feel this good before, so sweet and innocent. All mine right now.”

A little cry erupts from your mouth as she leans down and latches her mouth around your nipple, forked tongue flicking over the sensitive skin and fangs just slightly piercing; not enough to break skin but enough to make you feel even more intense.

Suddenly you feel the wall of the church at your back as you’re being pinned there, arms above your head with one hand and Natasha, still latched on your chest, is putting one hand up your skirt, pushing aside your underwear and one delicate finger pushes into your wet heat. You’re practically dripping down your legs and her finger enters you just as an audible moan escapes from your lips. “Pplease-“

“Oh now, little one, careful what comes out of that pretty mouth. The window is open and someone could hear your sinfully beautiful moans,” Natasha purrs in your ear, finger still buried deep in your cunt, almost teasing you to see how needy you could get. You don’t dare move, the pressure between your legs is so intense you could scream but the woman before you was far too imposing to try being a brat about this whole situation.

Suddenly you’re left empty, as Natasha takes her finger and licks it, keeping her smile wide and her eyes on you as she does. “Fuck angel…I knew you were going to taste good but, damn, I never thought-I was going to fuck you but I need more of that sweet cunt first.” And then she’s pulling your skirt and white cotton panties down and your legs instinctively fall open. If anyone saw you now…but you couldn’t think about that, your head was too fuzzy with arousal. She positions herself between your legs and the first lap of her tongue on your cunt makes your legs go weak. Her nose bumps that nose sensitive spot between your legs as her tongue licks and sucks everywhere it can. When it enters you, deeper than it seems it should, you cry out, muffled by the singing of the hymnals in the building. “Please, I need…more…so good Natasha, it’s so good-““I know, precious.” Her voice echoes in your ear, though her mouth is busy between your legs. “I can feel you want to come, sweet thing. Go on, indulge me; come for me.”

It washes over you like a heatwave; the sensation is new and exciting and your legs start to crumble from the sheer pleasure of it all. Natasha holds your legs up, licking every drop of liquid that gushes from your cunt. You can hear the choir reach a high point as you tumble over the edge again; Natasha hasn’t stopped the onslaught of her tongue as she pulls a second orgasm from you. You could swear her rhythm matches the sway of the music bellowing from the windows, but then again, there was a demon buried in between your thighs; anything was possible.

Time slows down as the redhead pulls herself away from your leaking cunt and licks her lips c a wicked grin forming on her face. “You precious thing, moaning along to the choir as if you were there yourself. I’ll have to play with you some more sometime.”

“You-you’re leaving? After that?” You’re bolder than you were however many minutes ago, considering what just happened. You didn’t think you’d challenge a demon that just gave you a taste of corruption and let you live to tell the tale.

Natasha is suddenly pinning you against the wall again, but more intimately; her hands croon the sides of your face and her tail sweeps along your skirt hem, almost in a preening manner. “Don’t you worry angel, you haven’t seen the last of me. After all…fucking a demon outside a church isn’t getting you anywhere but in between *my* thighs next time.” A whimper slips out of your mouth but before you can say anything more, she’s gone. Almost on cue, a familiar voice calls out behind you, asking where you’ve been since the service started! You don’t give an answer, only a simple “dunno” as you walk in the building, trying not to let the flames inside you burn even higher.

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do you want this (like it wants you)

summary: kate likes to misbehave, but yelena has just the thing to keep her in line

commissioned by @caroldantops. 

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pairing: kate bishop x yelena belova x reader

words: 4018

content warnings: hair pulling, heavy bratting, intense D/s dynamics, orgasm control/denial,  sybian use, dom! yelana, sub!kate, sub!reader, polyamory, pet play, breath play, vaginal oral sex, breathplay, aftercare is administered to both subs

Yelena just wants to rest.

She’s a busy woman, scaling the corporate ladder, a tough task given the complicated gender dynamics of the firm she’s been working at for the last year. It’s not as though she’s not highly qualified, but for whatever reason men with names like “Jason” or “Brett” or “Matt” spend most of their time questioning her qualifications or requesting reviews from someone “higher up” every time she presents, regardless of the fact everything is checked 3-4 times before being spoken about publicly.  

This is why she’s been letting Kate get away with as much as she has today. Ever since she’d let the both of you out of your shared crate, all Kate had done was push the boundaries of Yelena’s strict rules. Touching herself? Check. Trying to touch you? Check. Talking out of turn? Check. You’d been on your usual good behavior—saying “please Daddy” and “thank you Daddy” and staying close to her—but you’d also been your usual, easily-influenced self. Kate had convinced you to let her rub over your weeping pussy while Yelena was busy making breakfast (pancakes, Kate’s favorite).

Her breaking point came when she’d separated the two of you, questioning why you were dripping through the simple cotton panties despite Yelena’s very strict direction not to. That’s when she learned that, not only had Kate swirled circles around your clit as you desperately attempted to muffle your moans, but she’d also said that Yelena would blame you instead of Kate for going against such an integral rule.

Kate knows she fucked up, too—another thing that adds another ten to the running total in Yelena’s mind. She can hear the threat in the way Yelena beckons her closer, the “Puppy, come” command a much lower tone than usual.

While not the most critical thinker, Kate’s real deviousness comes in how decisive she is. A car with no breaks, a scent hound caught on the trail of a fox, a baseball flying through the air at 97 miles-per-hour. None of these could compare with Kate, not when she spotted the leather swatch that was used for spankings haphazardly balanced on one of the arms of the couch (Yelena hasn’t had much time to do a lot of things lately, including clean).

Before she can do anything, the well-worn leather is in Kate’s mouth, the woman on all fours with her collar jingling as she pants.

“Let it go,” Yelena sighs more than commands.

Kate does not let it go. She does not even loosen her jaw just so she can tighten it up again once the other person trying to grab it believes they’ve won over her. She just holds it between her teeth, staring with narrowed eyes and a growl forming at the base of her throat.

You’re not sure what to do. Kate, a sharp contrast to your own fear of retribution, loves to misbehave. She likes to tease, to poke and prod and see what sort of volcanic eruption she can trigger with the least amount of effort. Yelena normally humors her at least a little before enacting strict punishment—getting out the whips and the darkened cage and the electric shock collar and the touching you while Kate remains tied up.

But Yelena doesn’t seem in the same mood as she does when she fingers you until you cry as Kate’s arms remain restrained behind her back, the rope connected to a hook in the wall to keep her in her place. Doesn’t have the same “try me” glimmer in her dark eyes, the same teasing smile.

This is different. Something—something you can’t quite describe—is different, and all you can do is watch.

As she decides what to do, Yelena thinks about the whiteboard Natasha had custom-made for her, the words “DAYS WITHOUT BRATTING” underneath a large “zero” she had written nearly two weeks prior. She knows she’s been working a lot, and (even though her office is within the house, and both of you have places to sit with her while she works) Yelena knows both of her subs had been feeling lonely.

But subs like Kate require consistency—give them an inch and they’ll find a mile. She’s not like you, nice and self-correcting. Once you found yourself grinding against a pillow while waiting for Yelena to clean you up after an intense squirting session, and almost cried from the shame. Kate? The definition of gluttonous in her lust, couldn’t stop even if she wanted to, which she doesn’t. Yelena is her guardrails, a yellow light, a tree for her to collide against.

“Give Daddy what you have in your mouth,” Yelena says through grit teeth. “Or I’ll have to reteach you what it means what someone loses their patience.”

You remain seated, curled up next to where Yelena props her feet up on the coffee table. A fluffy pink dog bed with Bunny embroidered on it, you were happy to spend the morning (or all day, really), resting your head against her legs while she occasionally pets your hair.

But no, the universe continues to punish you with the presence of one Kate Bishop.

A stare-down ensues in front of you, neither of them moving, but alert in case the other does. You half expect tumbleweeds to roll in the distance--as if the town isn’t big enough for the two of them.

But nothing happens, and the world stands still.

That is, until Kate makes a run for the bedroom, where there’s the only closet in the house that locks from the inside.

What Kate failed to consider, though, is that Yelena isn’t just fast: she’s strategic as well. Leashes with hook ends drilled in the wall are placed on each side of every room, useful for a litany of play. Now, though, they act as anchors Kate can’t easily avoid on all fours. She gets a few feet, if that, before Yelena’s got one hand on wrapped around the collar and the other on the leash’s clasp. One click later, Kate’s stuck in place, the short leash keeping her on her knees with her back straight.

Yelena’s fuming as she releases the leash, keeping her other hand occupied with the collar. It’s not loose, and she can tell Kate’s struggling to breath against the minimal give of the leather. Good, Yelena thinks. Maybe that’ll remind her how vulnerable she is.

“Let. Go.” She says through grit teeth once more, rage a fire in her eyes.

Kate’s got fire, too, but the kind that yearns for more gasoline, more newspaper, more anything to keep the blaze growing. Slowly, she moves her head from side to side, refusing to give up her bargaining chip. Does she know what she wants? Not exactly. But does she kind of, sort of, maybe have a plan on how to get it? Absolutely. And it involves the leather piece in her mouth.

“Fine,” Yelena cedes. Kate perks up at that, believing she’s won for now. “If you want it so bad, puppy, go ahead keep it in your mouth.”

What she doesn’t hear is Yelena mumbling under her breath, the blonde woman rubbing at her temples as she murmurs about how she’ll need something to bite down on in a minute.  

“Stay right there, bunny,” she says, more audible now. She turns to Kate to say the same thing, then snorts.

Distorted by the leather, the stuck sub looks at you and smirks. Look at what I can do, her face says.

Yeah, yours replies, much drier. Sure.

Yelena returns a short time later carrying the sybian in her arms, silently setting it up. You can tell Kate’s as confused as you are—the sybian is usually a reward. Kate doesn’t let it show, though, still holding the leather in her mouth even as drool begins to drop from the corners of her lips. Once she sets it down as close to Kate as she can, she moves to you, her eyes full of concern.

“You okay, bunny?” she asks, wiping the tears from your eyes. You’re sweet—too sweet, sometimes—and she knows you require more emotional support regardless of what’s happening.

You lean into her hand, letting her caress your cheek. You’ve always been bad with chaos, with the unplanned. But Yelena’s there, always, to calm the storm.

“M’okay daddy,” you mumble. “I promise.”

This time her smile is genuine. “Good, bunny. Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

You nod, moving your head to the side to kiss at her palm.

When Yelena’s certain you don’t need anything for now, she turns her attention back to Kate.

“Go ahead and mount it, puppy.”

Delightfully unaware, Kate does as she’s told, moving ever-so-carefully with the constraints of the leash’s length. Time stands still until she finally has it between her legs, her huffs of determination the only sound in the room. She looks pleased with herself as she rests on the rough silicone pad, a small triumph given the circumstances.

Yelena, once again, remains silent. She remains silent as she stares, waiting for Kate to move (she doesn’t). She remains silent as she opens the coffee table, the top lifting to reveal a batch of meticulously organized toys. She remains silent as she regards her options. She remains silent as she grabs purple rope and walks back to Kate.

Yelena only speaks when she crouches down and begins to wrap the ropes.

“I didn’t want to do this, you know,” Yelena mutters as she ties the them so that they keep Kate’s legs folded. She tests the give of the rope with her fingers, moving to tie her wrists behind her back after Kate gives her a nod. “But if you want to test me, fine.”

Yelena turns to the side, grabbing the large pink wand vibrator that had been charging in the bedroom. As she moves, her tank top falls down her chest, the silver keys on a matching chain nearly visible. One engraved with a P, the other a B; the keys to each of your chastity cages remain an ever-present reminder of one of Yelena’s favorite punishments.

Be good, she said once as she edged you, dangling them back and forth in front of your hazy eyes. Or I’ll need to make sure these still fit in those cute little locks over your pussy.

“C’mere bunny,” she says, beckoning you over. “Come here to Daddy.”

Your legs feel like jelly as you get up, slotting yourself in the chasm that’s formed between them. You stand in front of Yelena, a little apprehensive but ultimately willing to trust her with whatever plan she has formed while she was waiting for Kate to stop misbehaving.  

Yelena leaves soft kisses along your jugular, her hands finding your hips. They’re still sore from the night before, covered in light, spotty purple bruising. She holds you as though you’re fragile, breakable—not wanting to crush you with her skilled hands.

She pushes up your shirt a little to cradle your tummy. For some reason, it makes you feel exposed.

It’s not like you were wearing much anyway, your preferred at-home attire being a well-worn shirt from either of your girlfriends and a comfortable pair of cotton panties. The shirt today is a two-sizes-too-big t-shirt from a tech startup Yelena had the misfortune of working for (and caused her to swear off startups forever), the underwear a pink pair with a small bow on the front. They’re also joined by your day collar, a silver necklace with a bunny outline and “property of Daddy” engraved in the back.

“Eyes up here, puppy,” she says, teeth scraping now along the column of your throat. She knows how sensitive you are there, how easily you’ll melt into her palms with a few well-placed kisses. She also knows how much Kate needs attention—and hates when others get it when she doesn’t.

When Kate finally meets your eyes, you feel one of Yelena’s hands move and then hear a faint click—followed by the sound of vibrations and Kate’s muffled moans.

“Stand right here with Daddy,” she whispers in your ear, voice low enough Kate can’t hear. “I want to see what she does when she realizes which one of you is about to get off.”

Kate’s close to your pussy, close enough that you can feel her heated breath against your core. She’s panting in that desperate way you’ve always loved, the kind that makes her face flushed. Her lips are swollen and red from rubbing them against the leather, making them extra kissable.

You love her like this, fucked out before even being fucked. But you wished you got to see her like this outside of Yelena’s intense punishments.

That’s when you hear another click, another vibrational hum joining the symphony of lewdness. With one arm around your middle to keep you upright, the other grabs the vibrator and runs the head over your covered, unsuspecting clit.

“Oh!” You’re caught by surprise, wrapping your shirt in your fists as an alternative to grabbing something for balance. You’re able to lean on Yelena, your back pushed against her chest. But there’s nothing else to keep you upright. “Oh Daddy!”

“That feel good, bunny?” she coos at you. You can feel her smiling into your heated skin, sometimes leaving small nips as she revels in giving you pleasure.

You suck your bottom lip between your teeth as she presses harder, still making those large, slow circles meant to tease you. The nods you give her are quick, frenzied. All you want to do for her is find the nearest tall surface and bend yourself over it, pulling your soaked panties down your trembling thighs to give her free access to your dripping center. You want her to fuck you in the hard, fast, rough way you liked; the kind that left you struggling to walk the next day.

When you don’t reply immediately, she decreases the speed.

“No,” you whimper, grinding your hips down as best you can. “Daddy no, no, no please don’t please!”

“Then answer me, bunny,” she responds. “Don’t want you to end up like puppy here, do you?”

While a keen ear could hear it immediately, you’re too fucked out already to tell that the sybian Kate’s riding is on the setting that rotates through intensities. It never stays on the higher settings long enough for her to cum, but never gets low enough to give her any sort of relief.

“Yes, Daddy!” It’s hard to form words, your speech speeding up as the vibe rolls over your clit. “Yes, fuck Daddy it feels so good.”

“Good, bunny. I’m glad.”

You think she’s going to let you cum now, going to press the vibe as hard as she can into your aching center. But she doesn’t—she just continues her cycle, not telling you she’s timing them so you and Kate are on opposite settings. When one of you is moaning, the other is begging for more. Yelena revels in making the two of you play off of each other, forcing the two of you to intersect in ways she orchestrates.

“You look so pretty, bunny,” she coos, her eyes flitting between both of you. “Doesn’t our little bunny look pretty, baby?”

Kate tries to say something, but it dies as something muffled by the material still in her mouth. Still, she continues to try, the mumbled words sounding more and more desperate as she continues. You assume you look like a mirror of her—same fuzzy brain leading to the same pleading eyes and choked cries.

“Puppy, do you want something?” Yelena’s words are coated in the fake-caring tone that sends another wave of heat through your abdomen. A noise that sounds something close to a “yes” comes from Kate’s throat.

Yelena just tuts. “You need to tell me what you want, puppy.”

Kate whimpers, drool starting to pool at the sides of her mouth. Tears, too, are now flooding her cheeks.

Yelena’s smile is sinister, a light laugh bracketing her words. “Oh, that’s right, isn’t it? You lost that privilege when you decided to be a stupid brat and disobey a simple command. I trained you better than that, puppy.”

The desperate brunette couldn’t defend herself if she wanted to. Yelena’s always been a domme with high standards, standards she’s always communicated clearly and effectively. Kate has just…always liked to push buttons, the envelope, boundaries. Anything she thought she could defy, she would.

But Yelena still loved her, always providing the punishments appropriate. There was never a challenge she couldn’t meet, and Kate loved her in return.

“Are you willing to drop it now?”

Kate blinks at her once, twice. Then nods.

Defeat, Yelena thinks, always tastes just as good as she predicts.

“Then drop it.”

For the first time that day, Kate does what she is told without a fight. She doesn’t realize how sore her jaw is until she’s finally able to move it around, the muscles resisting the stretch.

“Do you want to come now?”

Kate nods, the words a little garbled because of her jaw. “Yes, please Daddy.”

Yelena doesn’t respond to her, instead turning to you.

“Go ahead and cum, bunny. I’ll hold you, don’t worry.”

Her permission is all you need, crying out as the avalanche of gratification floods your veins. The white-hot euphoria burns your fingertips, Yelena’s strength able to keep you from falling on your face. She turns the vibe down as your orgasm succeeds, slowly pulling you from the euphoric edge.

“Such a good girl for me,” she says, holding you to her as you pant. “Such a good little pet for Daddy.”

When your breathing finally evens out, she slowly lowers you to the ground. She’s wearing the same sweatpants she was last night, the soft fabric a welcome pillow as you lean against her. They smell like her, too, like the cologne she wears even though she works from home and the honey shampoo she likes. You drink in the comfort of being near her, of being enveloped by her.

Yelena pets your hair as she speaks once more. “I want you to cum while eating our perfect little bunny out,” she says. “Can you do that? Or do you want to go to bed without an orgasm?”

“I-“ you watch as Kate grinds against the toy, her pussy so slick you can see her wetness seeping over the silicone bit of the sybian. It catches the light, and your fried brain is mesmerized by the sight. “Yes, Daddy. Please let me eat our Bunny’s pussy while I cum.”

“Good girl.”

Yelena picks you up and moves you into position, pushing your shirt up and your panties down. You don’t have to think or do anything but stand there, leaning on her for balance as Kate licks up your weeping slit.

The angle is awkward for both of you. Every time Kate presses herself to you, she has to hold her breath—which can never hold long enough for you to get anywhere close to your peak. Yelena makes a mental note to try this again if she ever wanted to edge you, especially since Kate loves a little breathplay now and then.

Despite all of this, though, it’s easy, for both of you to lose yourself to the pleasure, and so you do. You don’t think about the strain in your knees, or how dry your mouth feels. Kate doesn’t think about how sore she’s going to be tomorrow from her muscles tensing so often, or the fact her cunt aches in that way Yelena’s only been able to draw out of her. All you can think about is the feeling of Kate’s tongue lapping at your soaked folds; all Kate can think about is how much she loves drawing those little gasps out of you she loves so much.

“Such perfect pets,” Yelena murmurs. One hand is threaded through Kate’s hair, the other reaching around your waist to palm at your ass. “So good to each other...”

She remembers, vividly, when the two of you couldn’t seem to stop hating each other. There were fights and so much bickering that drove Yelena insane. In the end, an extra extra large crate; an extra, extra short leash attached to both of your collars; and a few overstimulation sessions got you two to get along quite well.

It’s good—so good—and all your fucked-out brain can do is babble nonsensically. Her movements are jerky and mistimed, but with how sensitive you are, it really doesn’t matter.

Kate finally cums a few minutes later, moaning lowly into your cunt. Her whole body shakes with each breath, her chest red hot from exertion. Ecstasy flows between the two of you, settling on your skin like glitter.

“You okay?”

Both of you nod. Kate’s face is covered in your wetness, the same wetness that drenches your thighs.

Yelena watches you both for a second the same way hunters monitor their kill even after they’ve hit the ground. There’s something special about knowing she’s the one who did this—who set the scene where both of you finished so worn out that neither of you could do anything else but fall to the floor in exhaustion.

But she’s a sadist, not a monster, and so once she’s had her moment of fun, she carries you to the couch before untying Kate. The ropes have made beautiful indents in her pale skin, and Yelena can’t wait to trace them once all three of you are cuddled up in bed. Yelena carries Kate so you two can lay together as she checks the minifridge in the bedroom, making sure there are enough water bottles and light snacks to last you until you can eat something more substantial. After making sure the covers are in the right order (you’re ridiculously picky), and the heated blanket is on its lowest setting (Kate always gets cold, but hates being too hot), she returns to find the both of you cuddled into each other like newborn puppies.  

Fuck, she thinks. She always feels bad moving either of you once you’re snuggled up and comfortable, let alone when you’re all cozy together.

But Yelena also knows the couch definitely isn’t big enough for the two of you, and you’re already going to be sore tomorrow, and there are no blankets, and there isn’t any room for her in the mix of all of this. So, partially selflessly, partially completely selfishly, she slowly detangles the two of you. It’s a mess of limbs reminiscence of a tangled pair of earbuds, but somehow she manages to free you from each other and carry you up to bed one by one (Yelena’s strong, but she’s definitely not strong enough to carry both of you at once, unfortunately). You’re on the right side of the California King with Kate on the left, leaving a big enough space that you can’t find the other one and tangle back up again. Once both of you has consumed a full water bottle’s worth of water and are wearing clean shirts to sleep in, Yelena finally crawls under the covers to join the both of you.  

“I love you both,” she says as each of you cuddles into her chest. You prefer resting your head in the crook of her neck, while Kate prefers to be face first into her chest. Even half asleep, Kate’s always a little obsessed with Yelena’s tits. “Even when you act like spoiled little princesses.”

And she does, truly. She loves Kate even when she bites her out of nowhere, and she loves you even when you go along with Kate’s ridiculous schemes. She loves Kate even when she refuses to just ask for what she wants, and she loves you when you beg for whatever Yelena’s willing to give you. She even loves you when you snore ever so lightly right into your ear, the sound lulling her into a deep sleep.

[hard-core-super-star]

Are there any writers you like who also write for Kate that you recommend?

i'm so happy you asked, lovely anon! there are so many talented writers on this hellsite so allow me to shout them out

@scmg11 has a TON of fics that i absolutely adore. she writes for hailee and all her characters so there's a lot to read.

@unholyhelbig also has a ton of kate fics + mini series that i can't recommend enough

@midnightmayhem13 mainly does headcanon sets but they're a delight to read so check them out for sure

@katebishopshands doesn't have as many fics as the ones listed above but check them out if you haven't because wow

@anninastv is just starting out but her ideas and her writing are amazing. she's also just a lovely person in general!

these writers all have strictly 18+ blogs so minors do NOT go over there or we're all going to have problems

@caroldantops i would be a massive asshole if i didn't start off this list by shouting out silver. everything they write is incredible, their kate fics especially!!! they're also kind of the reason i decided to venture into smut writing so do with that information what you will :) [also, they have the most creative anons i've ever seen, idk what kind of witchcraft they did for that]

@belovaskitkat is an incredible writer in general but her kate fics obviously have a special place in my heart. also, she's just an absolute delight to follow.

@kitmoas mainly writes dark!fics so beware of that but her writing is out of this world

@cthulhus-curse doesn't write as much for kate but i still 100% recommend [also, they get a bunch of unnecessary hate anons so i just wanted to bring them up because their writing deserves nothing but love]

i'm 119% sure i'm forgetting more lovely folks so don't hesitate to reblog if you guys have more recs!

[kitmoas]

WOAH im 2 on this wonderful hellsite?

First off I wanna start out by saying I know that this year I've been a bit MIA :( I basically ended TGU Season 1 and left you guys pretty high and dry until I started posting some Halloween fics (no one look at the fact that I'm missing a couple of those)

I have had a pretty busy year but I wanna just do a lil backtracking and talk about it. Ive gotten to do some amazing things this year. I got to meet and be with my gorgeous girlfriend @themidnightcrimson <3 (hi lil sickie). I got to meet daddy, mommy, and Dragon Mommy with my best friends @maximotts and @belovaskitkat (the 4$ water at con truly did something to us). I got a few promotions throughout the year even if my job literally makes me want to die (Im frantically typing this BEFORE i go into work even though its Christmas Eve and my tumblr birfday)

I got to get closer to so many people and I just know that even though so many shitty things happened this year and so many things really tanked most people's year that I have some of the best people that surround me.

I just want to thank you all for being here and being part of my lil chaos community. I want you guys to know that even when Im being a lil cryptid that I do remember you guys and will always come back!

That being said I am going to give a shoutout to some lil gay people in my phone and then also theres a poll right there that you guys should vote on, cause I am going to give you guys a gift even tho its my 2nd birfday

HI LIL GAY PEOPLE IN MY PHONE. IM BEING GAY AND LOVIN ON YOU

@bunplushyy @crescent-witch @caroldantops @wandasdolly @scarlettwlw @didujustcallmedumb @didntalwayslookthisrough (Lain wtf it won’t let me tag you) @softlymaximoff @inkblot-inc @furys-eyepatch there’s prolly more and I suck and am running out of time so if you see this and we have spoken even once this year. I fucking love you lil gay person

Also. All my lil nons. I love you guys so fucking much. Okay? I know I don’t know who you are exactly but thank you 🥺🥺🥺💖💖

[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

You do have to love a bit of angst. My favourite genre to read!

Okay next question! It can be one shot, miniseries or whatever! But …

What are your top 5 fics you’ve read? And do you re-read any of them?

-☕️

I haven't read in ages but I certainly have a top 5! I don't read on Tumblr so all of these are from ao3 (idk if theyre also posted on here)

This was so hard but here are some I can think off from the top of my head

Not in order:

Crusher series by Lesbihonestguys (the amount of times i've reread this series is ridiculous 😭)

Literally anything by CorralineSage but my fav 2 from them are My Dear My Darling One and Take Me Home For Christmas

I could be your favourite girl by Caroldantops

Ground Me by Ahandtohold

Did you get enough love, my little dove by Chartunus

There are soooo many more fics I could name but there's 5 I love and have reread about a billion times :)

[murdrdocs]

5K/6K CELEBRATION

first of all, thank you for 5k and for 6k, so close together, too! it seriously means a lot. if you read for my blog, i want to also bring attention to other blogs and works that i like, and sometimes draw inspiration from! really work through this list and these blogs, show everyone here love !! xx

ꕥ represents no smut

ao3

mcu

: ̗̀➛ caroldantop's i could be your favorite girl

¡! ❞ wanda maximoff, babysitting, infidelity, milf!wanda

: ̗̀➛ talklokitome's the chase

¡! ❞ loki laufeyson, sex pollen, asgardian nature, hunter/prey, jotun heat

: ̗̀➛ endlessreverie's luck be a lady

¡! ❞ loki laufeyson, 1960s, vegas casino, loki is "some guy"

: ̗̀➛ con_fection's violence and intimacy are the only universal languages

¡! ❞ james "bucky" barnes, mean!bucky, so much just read it

: ̗̀➛ bellesque's sweet dreams

¡! ❞ loki laufeyson, incubus, creative sex, legit just read it

- ,,

star wars

: ̗̀➛ anon's this is where the fun begins

¡! ❞ anakin skywalker & obi wan kenobi, sharing is caring, voyeur anakin

: ̗̀➛ therealmaxrebo's a practical lesson in patience

¡! ❞ obi wan kebobi, some anakin akywalker, dom!obi wan

: ̗̀➛ laserbrain's exposure.

¡! ❞ anakin skywalker, public sex, possessive anakin

- ,,

detroit: become human

: ̗̀➛ precursor's deviant behavior

¡! ❞ connor, changed my entire life, one of my favorite fics of all time

: ̗̀➛ chaos_thirium's in dreams he came

¡! ❞ connor, incubus, monster fucking

- ,,

misc

: ̗̀➛ tinybluewitch's nothing's gonna hurt you baby

¡! ❞ carmen "carmy" berzatto, angst, slow burn, smut

: ̗̀➛ lettalady's a turn of the knife

I ¡! ❞ hugh "ransom" drysdale, very autumnal

: ̗̀➛ honeycombstrawberry's you are the only one

¡! ❞ adrian chase, fake/pretend relationship, haven't read yet tbh

tumblr

misc

: ̗̀➛ babbushka's poolside

¡! ❞ philip "flip" zimmerman, slightly public sex, protective husband flip

: ̗̀➛ hanasnx's final girl

¡! ❞ anakin skywalker, alternate universe, ghostface!anakin, murder

: ̗̀➛ matchmorphosis' hello, cowgirl

¡! ❞ carmen "carmy" berzatto, inspired me to get cowgirl boots

: ̗̀➛ carmybear's assembly required

¡! ❞ carmen "carmy" berzatto, established relationship, soft!carmy

: ̗̀➛ rassvetsky's carry you away with me

¡! ❞ carmen "carmy" berzatto, needy carmen >

: ̗̀➛ jangofctts's hot venom

¡! ❞ adrian chase, too much to mention, guided my adrian obsession

: ̗̀➛ love-toxin's shadysider sunshine

¡! ❞ tommy slater, one of my all time favorites, shower fucking, normal tommy

: ̗̀➛ keravnous' bathroom b!tch

¡! ❞ tangerine, bathroom sex, semi canon-complicit

nonpoppin's paul atreides works

¡! ❞ inspired me to write a 4k word essay about him

claireunoia's [8:00] mike wheeler

¡! ❞ mike wheeler, literally altered my brain chemistry

- ,,

mcu

: ̗̀➛ inklore's spectral tease

¡! ❞ druig, kept me afloat for months

: ̗̀➛ greenorangevioletgrass' only joy, only anguish

¡! ❞ druig, also kept me afloat for months

: ̗̀➛ silkscream's peter parker works

¡! ❞ just read them. all of them

- ,,

outer banks

: ̗̀➛ gxtitobxby's dark rafe blurb

¡! ❞ rafe cameron, changed my life, tw for dark!rafe and manipulation

: ̗̀➛ idcntlikedarkness's jj works ꕥ

¡! ❞ fueled my budding jj addiction, made me a jj lover, so srs

: ̗̀➛ folkloreslovechild's sweet nothing ꕥ

¡! ❞ soft!rafe cameron !!!, so so cute, literally my ideal scenario

: ̗̀➛ onsunnyside's innocent reader and jj

¡! ❞ jj maybank, drew inspiration from for 'teaching ethan how to kiss', love love love

: ̗̀➛ storiesbound's halley's comet

¡! ❞ rafe cameron, so super soft rafe, changed my life

: ̗̀➛ bettysupremacy's summer girl

¡! ❞ soft!rafe cameron prevails, channeling this when i go to isle of palms,

: ̗̀➛ forevermoreharrington's i looked at you like the stars that shine

¡! ❞ rafe cameron, love rafe begging for forgiveness,

- ,,

stranger things

: ̗̀➛ wtfsteveharrington's tequila & strawberry lip gloss + others

¡! ❞ robin buckley, steve harrington, smut with many feelings

: ̗̀➛ luveline's zombie apocalypse works ꕥ

¡! ❞ steve harrington, alternate universe, so cute

- ,,

scream

: ̗̀➛ slxsherr's feeling like i never should

¡! ❞ charlie walker, kirby reed, opened my eyes to charlie

: ̗̀➛ castieltrash's the devil has come home

¡! ❞ charlie walker, needy virg charlie>

: ̗̀➛ msgorrilagripcoohie's generous, tunnel vision, after hours

¡! ❞ chad meeks-martin, so chad the characterization is so good

blogs

: ̗̀➛ @fleurfairie

: ̗̀➛ @arachine

: ̗̀➛ @idcntlikedarkness

: ̗̀➛ @forevermoreharrington

: ̗̀➛ @neo-novaa

[maximotts]

“motts is short for this” “motts is short for that” at least we can all agree that motts is long for m -silber (i am tired)

Silver go to bed challenge 🔫

[sapphosclosefriend]

Thanks @kitesxromanova ☺️

Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

I actually can't tag more than 50 people in one post 🤷🏻‍♀️

Her voice, still husky with sleep, soothes you even more, bringing a sleepy smile to your lips as you reach out for her, running your fingers through her hair to fully get it away from her face and letting her take your hand to kiss your palm before placing it on her cheek, which you gladly stroke with your thumb.

Tagging: @lesbian-deadpool @twilight-99-tm @vancityfire13 @caroldantops @wandavicky @wandaromanova @domromanoff @wlwloverwrites @caws5749 @red1culous @cqsuanla @maximotts @natsxaddiction @empyreanwritings @incorrectquotesmcu @mrscromanoff @imagine-knowing-a-name @redvelvetnat @missmonsters2 @thewitchandtheassassin @holiday-house-of-m @waiting-for-motivation @l-artemisia-del-secolo @togrowoldinv @fxckmiup @me-uglypretty @wlwreader @helloalycia @gayerthanevertbh @sunflowersteves @romanoffsbish @themidnightcrimson @forever-more-never-again @madamevirgo @sweetandsourfics @wandanatsversion @nelleicrain @httpjupiterbby @just-a-torn-up-masterpiece @once-upon-a-thigh @wanda-natasha @mostlymarvelsstuff @tahliafox @babbygirlblues @hansensgirl @cthulhus-curse @agathashcrkness @abbyromanoff @daddynattt

[aphrodite-made-me-write-it]

hihi are you still continuing everything stays?

hi lovely!

unfortunately i dont think i'll be doing any more imagines any time soon, but if i do, i'll be sure to bring out the proper fanfare

if you like bishova and wandanat, i am in the works (very distant works) of a fic w a similar vibe on my ao3, which is now going to be entirely fanfic that isn't self-insert but you can still find some of 'em on there if you're signed up though this blog is your best bet to find all of them.

however, if you wanna stick w imagines that's totally fine and here's some awesome authors you should follow if you don't already!

@abbyromanoff (they're still new-ish to posting/writing here so make sure to give them extra love and they were a longtime follower of my blog so i mayyyy be a lil biased hehe)

@scmg11 (another longtime follower and semi-new poster (i think) so also give em extra love!)

@cinamonqirl (kate bishop exclusive writer, i think they've also followed me for a while haha but they got some great kate fics)

@maximoffwitch (quality smut content)

@marvelobsessed134 (also quality smut. sorry, i am apparently always horny)

@caroldantops (longtime fav of mine)

@reminiscingtonight (another longtime fav of mine)

if i forgot about you, im sorry, let's use this as an opportunity to shout out some writers! im sorry i'm not writing imagines so much anymore, but i might turn back to em bc they're a good way for me to exercise my writing and my brain. who knows.

i hope you guys are doing okay! even though im not on here so much, this inbox is always open if you need to vent and if you need fic recs! i love you guys so much and im so thankful for the love you show for my writing, even now. when i get them lil notifs in my email i get so much goddamn serotonin in my system

if you want, you can follow my main blog (which is multifandom and just kinda nonsensical, i usually go on weird tangents in tags) @bluebipples ooooor if you wanna read my bishova (and maybe future wandanat?) fics, you can follow my other writing/fic blog @sapphroditewrites though they're all gonna be on ao3 and only available to read if you're a member. im pretty sure somewhere on this very blog is me stressing over the aipocalypse

alright, enough about me and you, if you're a writer or have a writer you love for imagines, please feel free to shout them/yourself out!

[hard-core-super-star]

sappy rubix ramble <3

today officially marks a year since I posted my very first fic [frequency of all we know] and i just wanted to be sentimental for a second. i feel incredibly grateful for every single one of you and the support on my writing...even when it takes me a whole month to actually finish something 😅 this has been a pretty insane rollercoaster and i couldn't be happier to continue to go on this ride for another year <3

[and a shoutout to some of the kind souls i've met and been inspired by, you guys are incredible and i'm always in your corner, even if we don't talk/interact much:

@belovaskitkat

@caroldantops

@haizediz

@yksdr13 <3

@iluvkatebishop

@unholyhelbig

@yelenasdiary]

lastly, thank you. thank you for reading, interacting, sticking around, sending in requests, being patient with me and my changing schedules, and for all the support. it all means more than you could ever know <3

[mutlifandomloverblog]

I don't know which ones do celebrate and which ones don't, but for those who do, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! This year has been very hard for me, but so many talented writers kept me going. Their stories are absolutely amazing. Everytime they update, I get so excited. My life gets that much easier to bare. I have them to thank for me not throwing in the towel. You guys are awesome, and I love each and every one of you!!!

@smalls-words @romanoffsbish @mostlymarvelsstuff @yelenasdiary @vancityfire13 @vorsdany @vulpe-fox @kassies-take @wokeupinawalnut @redhairedwolfwitch @ravenforce @redhoodssweetheart @thewitchandtheassassin @talatomaz @upat4amwiththemoon @didujustcallmedumb @forever-more-never-again @just-a-torn-up-masterpiece @lazydoodlesandfanfic @lesbian-deadpool @baked-bean-bekah @missmonsters2 @myfavoriteficss @caroldantops @cthulhus-curse

These are my favorite blogs! I live you guys to pieces. And thank you. For everything.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Here’s a link to starving au

https://www.tumblr.com/caroldantops/718072483754000384/starving

No pressure to read it or even respond to this ask, it’s just not on their masterlist yet and I didn’t want to make you go hunting for it

I WAS LITERALLY SEARCHING FOR IT THANK YOU I HAD GIVEN UP

[peachyteabuck]

Top 10 fanfic accounts you would recommend

THIS IS OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD

@poppy-metal

@caroldantops

@spacelabrathor

@nats-firefly

@boxofbonesfic

@stargazingfangirl18

my melatonin is kicking in so im. forgetting anyone else. im gonna be real my brain is so small