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[wondrousnovels]

"People do not seem to realise that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

[jester-lover]

Painting the First Year’s Nails

Warnings: female reader, fluff, impatience, short and sweet, pouty boys, reader’s physical features are not mentioned 

Ace Trappola

He’s so hyped

Wants the full princess treatment

Cuticle oil, buffer, base coat, color, top coat

You’ll be there for a bit, ace will not sit still

You’re his nail tech now, he’s bragging to everybody

“I bet you don’t have a girlfriend who paints your nails.”

He likes them sparkly red

Deuce Spade

He’s such a sap

To think, he was a delinquent only a few years back, and now he’s an honest young man, with a girlfriend who cares about him

He simply doesn’t move throughout, until you tell him he’s shaking

While he’s waiting for them to dry, he asks you to take pictures of them on his phone, to send to his mom later

He’s so sweet, asking if you want him to do yours next

(Respectfully say no, he’s good in intent but he has atrocious hand eye coordination)

“Thank you so much Y/N, how did I ever find someone like you.”

He likes navy blue or a clear sparkle

Epel Felmier

Vil definitely makes him paint his nails, but he sucks at it, so you paint them for him

Pouts and groans the whole time

You decide the best way to appease both him and Vil would be to paint them clear or jelly pink

After you are done, you give him a kiss on the hand for his patience

He’s slightly less distressed

“Ok, I suppose if it’s just a light color, I’ll be fine with it.”

Jack Howl

This is your idea

He’s a sucker for his girlfriend, so he holds steady and let’s you do your thing

He has really pretty nails, perfect ovals

Waits for them to dry very carefully, examining his hands for any irregularities

“Good job.”

He asks for black nails

Sebek Zigvolt

He has no interest in painting his nails!

Until he notices that his young master has painted nails

You find him outside of ramshackle, begging you to paint his nails

His hands are pretty, but calloused through his work, and he sits still as a soldier as you work

(Give him the princess treatment too he wants it but he won’t ask)

Take as much time as you like, this is quality time for the both of you

You give him a kiss on the cheek after, he is very happy

“Thank you human! I applaud your work!”

Black nail polish, he’s a happy happy boy

Thank you for reading! As you can tell, I’m still working on dialogue, but I couldn’t get this idea out of my head. I’ve been rewatching a lot of Simply Nailogical.

[kenny-the-ken]

Y O U + M E

Part 2

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP!! Alludes to talking, breaking in and NFSW content!!

Mysterion was a super hero, used for good, protecting others from the darkness that roamed the streets. And sometimes Mysterion had to use his power to his advantage.

He stood atop a thick branch on the tree outside of your bedroom window, and he sat at a far enough distance that you wouldn't spot him. It was winter in South Park, the streets desolated, and darkness sprung around 4pm, so he wasn't too worried about getting caught.

Since you had just moved your family had no curtains or blinds in your home yet, and considering you had said your mother was back on drugs, Kenny figured you'd probably never have them, much like himself. His mind was racing, as if he was speaking much to himself internally.

That was when he heard the front door slam, and he watched as you started walking down the street. It was close to your meeting time, you were getting snacks, he would have to be quick, but he could take a quick little peek. Right?

Mysterion made his way to your window sill, lifting the slatted windows quietly, and climbing through your bedroom window.

Panties, both clean and used, makeup and clothes were strewn about your room, and boy was he glad he seen this before you tidied up, because now he could bring himself home a little souvenir to remember you by, like he could ever forget.

He wasn't normally like this, he was a good guy, really! Kind, caring, the bestest friend someone could ask for, he was loyal and honest, but his childhood had seriously fucked him up. He was so starved of physical, mental and emotional attention and nurture that he became obsessive of those who he held near to his heart, and you had the largest piece of his heart, so by god was he going to let you slip away. If he couldn't have you... no one could.

Picking up a pair of your used panties, hopefully not a pair you would miss, and anyways, they were in safe, loving hands. Looking around he seen pictures on your wall of you and your friends from back home, you were just as beautiful then as you were now. He noticed your journal sitting atop your dresser, as he made his way over, flicking to today, hoping to find something about himself.

Today was great! I made lots of new friends, mum still isn't back, but she should be fine, she is back in her home town after all, she's probably catching up with some friends. The cute guy I mentioned before, Kenny, he's coming over to work on our project tonight, hopefully we get on well, who knows where it may go?

Cute? So he did catch your eye after all! Fuck, it's 6:45 and he heard the front door opening as he quickly made his get away, climbing back down the tree and heading back to his home to get changed and come back, just in time for 7pm!

You stood, nervously twiddling your thumbs, you wore an oversized hoodie and a pair of pyjama shorts, your hair in a ponytail and that was it, you wanted to see if he liked you that way too. And this outfit would get the perfect response.

You heard a knock on your door as you jumped from the sofa, and answering, maybe a bit too quickly, but whatever.

And there you were, fuck was he drooling already? Even in the comfiest and biggest of clothes you still looked sexy! Your legs were perfect as he studied every little detail about you, following you into your home. You didn't know that he'd been here not that long ago, but what you didn't know wouldn't hurt you, and besides, he was just making sure you safe.

You both got to work on the English project you were assigned and Kenny couldn't take anymore, seeing the plush skin of your thighs, the little moans you made in frustration at your work, and he knew you dressed like this all for him, so he finally made his move.

"I was thinking that in this piece they were referring to-" you were cut off, as Kenny placed his hand on your bare thigh, squeezing it as you gasped and Kenny knew there and then that you were pure putty in his very skilful hands.

He leaned over, your foreheads resting against one another as you both made intense eye contact, and you made the move, the biggest mistake you'd ever made, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him to kiss you, and he deepened the kiss by biting your bottom lip and snaking his tongue into your mouth, you felt dizzy, was this real?!

Kenny had you soaked through your panties in no time, and he roughly pulled your hoodie from your body, pausing to take you in. You only wore your pyjama shorts and panties now, nearly your whole body exposed. He knew you were kinky, and he knew his eyes weren't deceiving him when he thought your nipples were pierced, they were, and his mouth was straight on them, being gentle not to hurt you or tear out the piercings. The taste of your floral body lotion and metal on his tongue, and he wanted more, you were more addictive than heroin, and god kenny was hooked from one look at you.

You watched as he hovered over you, taking his shirt off his body, and pulling down his black jeans, your heart beat quickening, and he closed the space once more, leaving a trail of purple bruises down the front of your throat, between your tits and now on your thighs, as he pulled your shorts and panties off your body in one quick motion, licking his lips before finally, he tasted you, and god it was like nothing he'd ever tasted before, sweet yet salty, and he wanted more, he'd give you head everyday if you wanted, and he was good with his mouth, your back arched and hands tangled in his hair, moans for him escaping your mouth.

"So shameless for me, aren't you? We were supposed to be working on a project together and now look, here you are, your pussy throbbing for my cock, what a little slut you really are y/n." Kenny said, not even bothering to prep you or put on a condom before pulling his boxers down and lining his rather large cock up with your hole.

"I- I'll be your slut forever, Kenny, please." You pleaded, and Kenny groaned, pushing the tip of his cock inside your tight, wet heat. Your eyes widened, a moan escaping your parted lips.

"You don't know how long I've longed to be inside you." Kenny whispered in your ear, pushing himself in to the hilt, a dark smirk on his face.

"I'm gonna make sure you can't walk tomorrow." Kenny spoke, his hips snapping back and forth roughly fucking himself into you, one of his hands coming down to massage your clit in time with his thrusts, and you were shameless, your moans filling the bedroom, and the louder you got, the more Kenny's ego grew.

"That's it, baby. So good at taking my cock." He praised, his pace not letting up. He lifted both of your legs and threw them over your shoulders, driving himself deeper inside you, and you swore you were in heaven.

"Oh god, Kenny. I- I'm getting close." You moaned out, and he rolled his hips, creating a different feeling in your pussy as his cock moved in and out of you.

"That's it, cum for me, show me how good my cock makes you feel." Kenny whispered, his own moans and groans growing by the second as his cock began to twitch.

Your orgasm hit you like a tonne of bricks, your vision going white as your back arched underneath him, and you screamed his name, your moans never ending as your cunt spasmed around Kenny's hard cock, which made him finally cum streaks of white cum deep inside you, and he stayed inside you, both of you panting and staring into each others eyes.

He finally pulled out of you, laying down beside you, pulling you into his chest, your breathing still laboured.

"I-I had no idea you felt like this about me." You replied, gazing up at your crush, you'd had feelings for Kenny for as long as you could remember.

"I'd be crazy not to, you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid eyes on." Kenny spoke softly, and he meant every word he said, his hand tracing small circles on your back.

"I've wanted this from the moment I laid eyes on you." You spoke, and Kenny smiled.

"Me too." That was all he needed to hear, the conformation that you did indeed have feelings for him, now came phase two.

"Do you maybe fancy going on a date with me? Rather than just being fuck buddies?" Kenny asked, laughing slightly, his cheeks flushing a light shade of pink, and you nodded in response.

"I'd love to, Ken." You replied, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

He'd done it. He had you, you would be his, but now came the hard part, protecting you, and there wasn't any length Kenny wouldn't go to in order to keep you safe.

[blatantlyright]

Lost in the Heat of it All

Kinktober day 15 - overstimulation

It doesn’t matter that you’re done cumming. It’s over when Eddie says it’s over.

18+ minors DNI

Straight to smut

She couldn’t breathe. Eddie was still going down on her, even though she had insisted she had cum enough and he could stop. There was nothing left for her to give. She had squirted more than twice. The inside of her felt numb. Her clit burned. “You’re so pretty when you don’t know left from right,” he growled as he continued to suck and lick at her clit. Once again, her thighs tightened around his head as she stretched out into her orgasm. “Okay, okay, okay,” she cried as he slammed his tongue against her swollen bud. “I’m good I am so good Eddie please.”

He stood. Finally. She rolled to her side and tried to catch her breath. Eddie fiddled around in the bedside drawer. She assumed he was digging for a lighter. “Back on your back, dear,” he directed. “Eddie, I’m finished. You made me cum so much I died and came back.” He shook his finger at her and waved his hands for her to roll over. “You can still talk,” he said, “I’m not done.” He pushed your legs open.

Eddie was fully clothed. He had no interest in cumming. It was plenty for him to watch you turn into butter. Stupid, fucked out, sexy and lost. You exhaled your irritation and prepared for more touching. The vibrator turned on. “Fuck, Eddie, no, please-“ you knew now that he wasn’t going to stop until you passed out or forgot how to speak.

“Baby, you should know by now I’ll stop when I want. Just relax and cum for me.” Eddie kissed at your thigh, then pushed the vibrator against your clit. Your spine curved up. “Good girl, you’re already there?”, he grinned. You nodded, preparing to scream out. When the intensity finally overflowed you screamed his name and your legs snapped shut. His biceps pressed and stretched his sleeves as he flexed to force your legs back open.

You thrusted involuntarily, chasing another wave of ecstasy. “It’s too much, shit, fuck, shit-“ you came again, and your entire body went limp. Your body felt separate from your mind. You were somewhere between asleep and a third orgasm. You snapped back to reality as you squirmed, flooding the bed in your juices. No words came out, you just screamed and stared at Eddie. The life drained from your eyes.

“That’s my girl. There you are, too fucked out to think. I love how easily you turn into this. For such a smart girl you sure do look dumb as hell right now.”

‘22 Kinktober Masterlist

[abnl-on-ao3]

Chapter Eight is now available:

(welcome to NSFW territory) 🌶️

[strolling-eighteen]

Fic writers when something happens in their fic they didn't plan for and the fic becomes independent:

This might be my circus and they might be my monkeys but this did not happen under my watch

[vamp-stamp-fics]

The Raven ball

Fandom: Wednesday (Netflix series)

Ship: Wenclair

Tags: friends (?) To lovers, fluff w/ slight angst, happy ending, Enid have a lesbian attack at the sight of Wednesday, jealous Enid

Summary: while thing forces Wednesday to take Tyler to the Raven ball to socialize, Enid thinks otherwise

Word count: 1316

A/n: I love this show sm, I swear if Netflix is queer baiting us which they probably are I'm emailing them a strongly worded complaint. Also some scenes in this fic obviously don't line up to the episode

Wednesday opened the door to reveal Tyler at her dorm. He held Flowers with a bright smile "I got the note you sent me" what note? "honestly it shocked me how endearing and sweet it was" "yes. It shocked me to. One moment please" she closed the door and glared at Thing "How could you make him think I could write something endearing and....sweet" she looked through her closet. Maybe I could try faking my death, it's not like it's something I haven't done before. Thing snapped his fingers to get Wednesdays attention. She turned to the black dress from the antique store "how'd you afford that?" Thing sighed to her in response. "Hm"

Her roommate Wednesday walking down the stairs, looking more beautiful then she'd ever realize. Enid thought Wednesday was quite attractive when they first meet but now seeing her here confirmed something Enid was contemplating since the two girls first meet:

Enid looked around for her date. He'd left just mere seconds ago! Where'd he gone? She heard whispers and awes of someone who had just entered the ball. She'd looked to see-

Enid took interest in Wednesday. She didn't know how she hadn't realized it before. Then again the way she felt with Wednesday was different from her other romantic interest. Ajax was attractive yes, but he didn't have that dark allure that Her roommate had. This attraction was stronger but hidden in the back of Enids mind. Like when the two were up on the balcony she had felt a certain way. Back then she thought the attraction was what all girls felt.

Sadly that awe came to an end when she noticed Tyler accompanying her. What the hell was he doing here? She thought Wednesday was stubborn on not having a relationship, she'd mention it to Enid one time how she loathed even the slight possibility of her having a partner so why was HE here with her? Enid realized she was getting frustrated and tried calming herself down. She walked over to them with a bright smile "Wednesday! I never thought you'd be here. What was the change of heart?"

"Believe me I didn't come here by will, if I did it would be a sign I've truly gone insane. Though I'm not surprised you're here" Wednesday eyed her in suspicion "I thought that gorgen dumped you. Who's your date? Or are you alone? Now that'd be the real surprise" Enid felt slightly hurt at Wednesday implying she'd gone to the dance alone. But brushed it off "oh he's around here somewhere"

Enid looked desperately In the crowd to find him, though a part of her hoped she didn't. Wednesday raised an eyebrow "is he invisible? How inconvenient, be harder to kill him if he breaks your heart" Enids felt attracted at the thought of Wednesday killing someone over her, even as morbid as it was. "Oh no no! He just went somewhere... probably taking a bathroom break" Wednesday replied with a "hm" and went to find Tyler. Enid walked to the punch bowl and drank 3 cups of punch. Hating the thought of Wednesday being with that normie. She watched as she saw Wednesday bumping into Xavier. After awhile she walked out to the sitting room.

"Xavier told me what you did" Tyler looked to Wednesday sitting next to him. He sighed "look Wednesday I wish I could lie my way out of this and tell you a reason why I did but to be honest, I can't. I don't know why I did it but after I realized how awful it was I felt terrible"

"Do you really think I'd stopped liking you for a lousy prank? The way Xavier told me about I would've done worse" Tyler smiled. "I knew I liked you for a reason" Oh. We're the feelings mutual? Wednesday didn't know. She thought over it. She somewhat tolerated his presence around her, and did he make a damn good cup of coffee, but Did she like Tyler? In that way? People confused her. How should she put it to him.

"I don't believe the feelings mutual" Wednesday deadpanned. Tyler turned towards her "huh?"

"Not in that way, I don't find interest in you in a romantic Sense but I do somewhat tolerate your presence" Tyler translated what she said to himself then repeated it back to her "so you're saying you don't want to date me but you more see me as a friend? Did I hit the mark?"

"Not exactly. I don't have friends but enemies and people I've decided not to poison in Thier sleep. Also I have a confession to make" Tyler snorted "And what's that?"

"I didn't write that note to you. Thing did, he was forcing me to socialize and thought you'd be the perfect date. He was sorely mistaken"

"Yeah I had a feeling someone else wrote it. Too sweet to be written from you. You'd rather be caught dead then doing that"

"Agreed" a pause. "So who is it?" Wednesday was confused though her face didn't show it "who's what?"

"The person you're interested in instead of me?"

"Do I really have to be romanticly interested in someone else if I'm not with you? Like I told myself in the beginning of my time here; I will not become my mother and find my "one true love" why is it a need for girls to find a romantic partner?" Tyler quickly defend himself "sorry that's not what I meant, you're right I shouldn't assume" The silence thickened between the two. "Though I'm might be contradicting myself, there might be ..... someone"

"Who?"

"Not telling you, but I do have some business to take care of with this person" Wednesday stood up ready to walk back into the ball. "Is it-" Tyler was going to ask if it was a certain boy but she interrupted him "it's not Xavier if that's what you're thinking" she walked out of the sitting room into the flashing light filled dance.

Enid accepted that her date completely dipped on her and wasn't coming back. She sighed, frustrated at the predicament. She watched as the rest of the school danced with each other as she sat at one of the tables. Enid took a sip of her drink.

"Enid" she nearly choked as the girl in black appeared out of nowhere. Putting her drink down Enid stood with Wednesday "Jesus Wednesday! You have a nact for appearing from nowhere"

"It's a hobby" Wednesday deadpanned. "I have something to tell you" "what? You killed your date already?" Enid joked.

"Don't change the subject" something told Enid this was serious and not Wednesdays usual morbid sarcasm. Enid leaned closer "so what is it?"

"I don't know what you did but you've done something. Maybe it's some form of dark arts you've casted on me"

"Huh?" Wednesday furrowed her eyebrows in irritation. "I'm trying to tell you I tolerate you a lot more than everyone else. It's probably because I've spent so much time in that dorm with you I've formed Stockholm syndrome" Enid realized what Wednesday was trying to say and smiled. "Wednesday are you trying to say you like me?"

The girl in black avoided her question and said instead "will you have this dance with me" Enid squealed and threw her self on Wednesday "oh yes! Yes I will!" Wednesday tensed up at the physical touch. "Sorry forgot you're not a hugger" Enid tried pulling away but Wednesday slowly (and awkwardly) wrapped her arms around Enid. Holy shit. Wednesday was hugging Enid. It somewhat surprised dark haired girl herself. Wednesday promised she wouldn't end up like her mother and fall for someone. Damn her mother for being right.

[dck-without-the-i]

voltron is resurgent on tik tok???

i’ve been on a klance kick as of recently anyways, so please enjoy this rec list…

klance

Cross My Path by: wittyy_name

black cat witch keith is everything to me. there is a smut scene in here and it does include keith with some feline features, so if that bothers you then this is not for you. or you can just skip the smut

EXPLICIT

“Lance owns a witch themed cat cafe that rescues black cats. Each one has a unique collar and color coded name to help tell them apart. He's not supposed to play favorites, but he's already adopted his favorite, Red, as his own. Cold and distant to everyone, Red is extremely affectionate to Lance. Needy. Clingy. Protective. But Lance doesn't mind. He makes Lance's home a little less lonely. He's a little weird, but aren't all cats? He loves his baby boy, and he's eternally grateful for the day that little black fluff ball crossed his path.

Lance doesn't think twice about Red's odd quirks. That is, until he wakes up with a naked stranger in his bed.

And hey! Turns out Red is actually a witch named Keith who's been cursed to be a cat for twenty years. A really hot witch who's still very affectionate towards Lance.”

Save a Lion, Ride a Cowboy by: Bang Bang Beef Keef

this is one of my favorite klance fics!! i can’t even remember how many times i have read this one. it is so good!

EXPLICIT

“Lance is sexually frustrated. Luckily Keith is here to help...

Excerpt:

“You’re suggesting…” Lance gulped at that lump again. “… I try being slutty right now?”

“If you want to feel satisfied,” said Keith, running that hand from his hair down to his neck. His jacket was slipping off both shoulders now. It’s not like Keith was showing any skin, but something about that jacket refusing to stay put, the mere suggestion that Keith’s clothes were removable… Lance was fairly certain his blood flow was no longer heading up towards his brain. He wasn’t going to think his way out of this one. Did he even want out of this one? He hadn’t agreed to be in this one.”

In the Closet by: speaks

EXPLICIT

“‘I gotta say,’ Lance droned, swishing his nearly empty glass, “I was a little bummed that you never texted me. Then I was kinda pissed when I first saw you again tonight. But after some major reflection and several drinks, I’ve decided to take your rejection as a challenge.”

“I lost it,” Keith blurted.

Lance paused, jaw hanging open slightly with its next half-formed word.

“I lost your number,” Keith emphasized. “Like, almost immediately, on the subway ride home that day.”

“O-oh.” Lance faltered, like his entire plan had hinged around Keith being resistant, and now he was lost for words. And Keith was just drunk enough to roll with that.”

I’m Burnin’ For You by: melancholymango

this fic is another one of my favorites! i also have read it numerous times

EXPLICIT

“Lance has been avoiding Keith like the plague for weeks now, even going so far as to fake sleep or duck around corners to avoid looking at him. He knows that Keith is getting concerned at this point, past the initial annoyance and headed straight into worry. He wants to tell Keith, really, but he loses his head the moment they're face-to-face every single time. Why did he have to develop feelings for his sorta-rival? How long could he avoid addressing it before it blew up in his face?

Until they were both confined to a hot, dark enclosed space for the unforeseeable future, apparently.”

[eddieismissing]

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ೃ⁀➷ 18+ only please, minors not allowed past this point!

works marked with a * are a series and meant to be read together in order. please read warnings before reading each of my works. mostly smut.

ೃ — ‘fangs.’: a horror AU, vampire!eddie x reader // steddie * (on hiatus)

warnings: 18+, cnc, blood, internalized homophobia, stalking, violence, degradation, suffocation, rough sex, unprotected sex, sadism and masochism, virginity being taken, extreme force, drugs, ect.

part one. || part two. || part three. || part four.

 a lesson in romantics, rockstar!eddie x reader au (on going)

part one,  ೃ — ‘black cat.’: em x reader * (coming soon)

warnings: 18+, fluff, slight angst, flirting, drinking, teasing, mutual pining, strangers to friends to lovers, drugs, fighting between men, crushing, eddie is head over heels, steve and eddie being bros, best friends, eventual smut, series.

part two, ೃ — ‘walk on water or drown’: em x reader * (coming soon)

warnings: 18+, fluff, angst, flirting, mutual pining, strangers to friends to lovers, eddie is head over heels, steve and eddie being bros, best friends, eventual smut, series.

part three, ೃ — ‘take this to heart’: em x reader * (coming soon) 

warnings: 18+, fluff, flirting, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, confessions, idiots in love, eddie is head over heels, smut, eddie is a sweetheart, dom/sub dynamics, series.

part four, ೃ —  ‘jamie all over’: em x reader * (coming soon)

warnings: 18+, fluff, flirting, teasing, sexual tension, idiots in love, eddie is head over heels, smut, eddie is a sweetheart, dom/sub dynamics, series.

part five, ೃ — ‘when i get home you’re so dead.’  em x reader

warnings: 18+, cnc, blood, car sex, violence, drinking, degradation, suffocation, rough sex, unprotected sex, sadism and masochism, markings, extreme force, sexism, drugs, fighting between men. (ect.)

part one. || part two. || part three. 

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[b0r3dtod3ath]

hi!! could i request just some basic fluffy wilbur hcs? craving sum domestic fluff rn💗 no rush or anything lol, have a good day!😊

hiii ty for the request, sorry it took so long ://

September- a month where warm meets cold, sun meets rain, 

Friday- a day that ends the workweek, loved by most likely everyone, for some people it was because they could go to gatherings and get intoxicated, for others (including you and Wilbur) it was an evening of peace and relaxation.

Today was one of those days. “I’m back” you shouted. The warmth of your flat contrasts with the gloomy, rainy outside. Walking into the dark living room you hear a barely audible, tired “hiiii”. As you put on the light Wilbur groans. You set your stuff on the table and walk over to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Can we just order takeout tonight? I’m too tired to do anything.” his head not lifting from the pillow, his eyes shut. “Sure, I'm gonna shower and then we can order” you pat his head.

When you come back Wilbur is up, he has turned on some lights and gone to the kitchen to clean for a bit. You can hear soft music (maybe matt maltese) playing thru the speaker of his phone he was probably too lazy to look for the Bluetooth speaker. You hug him from behind and you just stand like this for a moment as he is doing the dishes that were left from the morning. Eventually, you let go and start wiping the counters quietly singing the song that was currently playing. When you both finish, Wilbur opens his arms for a hug, you lay your head on his chest. You both sway to the music. When the song ends he gives you a kiss on the forehead “I'm hungry, let's order”.

You both sit on the couch, eating your food, watching a show that you recently discovered. After one episode you stand up to throw away takeout boxes and get an extra blanket. You turn the lights off and let the tv be the only source of light in the room. You both lay down. The couch is not so big so you are close. His arm around your shoulders and your head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. “You know what I love about Fridays?” he brakes the comfortable silence “hmm” “I'm exhausted after the whole week but I get to rest with you. I love our evenings. There is no place like home, next to you.” he kisses the top of your head. “awwww, I love you” you mumble as you snuggle up to him even more.

[wondrousnovels]

“Collapse into me.

Just once.

I promise

you'll never have to fall again.”

- perry poetry

[jester-lover]

Habit with an S/O who isn’t afraid of him and finds him funny

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of violence, habit being habit

He is so confused istg

He is literally an eldritch monstrosity beyond your understanding

and you’re just, chill with it

“I could literally end you any second now.”

cue you, giggling and slapping his shoulder like you’re chatting with an old friend

Yes, he’s interested

He’ll probably keep you in a house, close eye on you at all times

He sharpens his knives around you, trying to get even a little rise out of you, but it doesn't work

 At some point, whenever he begins having a romantic attraction to you, he just sorta starts moping

“What the hell is wrong with you why aren’t you scared of me?”

Homie is crying screaming throwing up

that is until he figures out the benefits of a person who isn’t afraid of him

Hugs??? Even when he’s covered in blood??

Forehead Kisses??? Before he goes out to destroy his enemies???

Cuddles?? Late at night?? Even though he doesn’t sleep???

He slowly begins to appreciate your nature

And he returns your affection!

(Vinny is terrified.)

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Attention ghostface fic readers

𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎?

(promise it’s a bit different from the others but I’m excited to start writing this 👀) comment for tag when chapter 1 is released!!

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Stifled Rage

Ralph has a dirty little secret, and you’re more than happy to oblige his carnal needs.

Lace clings tightly to your heaving chest. “Please,” You beg. A maniacal boom of laughter fills the room. The hairs on your arms stand. “You are such a whore,” he mocks, staring down at you. From this angle, Ralph is towering over you. By day, he’s a timid little boy. He lets everyone speak over him. By night, he’s your master and he has full control. Your cunt aches for his touch. Ralph is an incredibly considerate lover, but he knew how you longed for him. He was going to drag it out as long as you could take.

“You know better, love, than to beg me. You’re making a fool of yourself. What makes you think you deserve to be fucked, anyhow?” He knit his brow and smacked his tongue against the inside of his teeth in an expression of pity for you. His perfectly placed hair glistened by the light of the candle at his bedside.

It’s been an hour of mental gymnastics. He hasn’t laid a finger on you. He won’t even let you touch him. “Now, tell me what it is you want.” He kneeled down to meet your eye. The soft touch of his index finger and thumb at your chin melts you into him. “So pathetic,” he mocked. “I want you to touch me, sir,” you whimper. “That’s daft, I’m touching you right now,” he teases, squeezing at your chin. You smile at the pressure. Your thighs squeeze together, eager for friction on your tortured core.

“May I please, sir, take you into my mouth?”, you wondered with wide eyes. Ralph unfastened the buttons of his shirt. His fleshy stomach and chest were glowing and milky. Your mouth watered at the cure of so much skin. “You’re so radge for me, kitten,” he hummed as he loosened his belt. “You really want to French me?”, he asked. You nodded your head and opened your mouth in desperation. You could feel the heat between your legs growing as his thick cock sprung free from his underpants. “I need it, sir,” you whined.

Slobber dropped to the floor from your open mouth. Your tongue fell past your bottom lip, beckoning him closer. His mouth opened slightly as he rubbed the head of his cock around your wet tongue. “Good girl,” Ralph grinned. Spit flung to your cheeks as he tapped himself against your tongue. He let out a guttural moan as you sealed your lips around his throbbing dick and swirled your tongue around the head. With a hiss, he slowly thrusted himself to the back of your throat. You fell back, gagging. This displeased Ralph greatly.

“Honestly,” he taunted, “if you can’t give me what I need, you may leave.” You gazed up at him, tears welling up. You choked back the sobs that burned in your chest. “Shall we try once more?”, he asked, rolling his eyes in annoyance. Desperately, you crawled back over to him and opened your mouth. This time, you held your breath and focused on controlling the muscles of your throat.

His balls slapped against your chin as Ralph fucked your throat. The sounds coming from him could only be described as animalistic. His perfectly manicured fingers wrapped up in your hair so Ralph could get a good grip on your head. His trembling legs all but gave out as you felt hot spurts of cum filling your throat. Without a second thought, you swallowed around his twitching cock.

When he finally removed himself from your pucker, Ralph grabbed both of your hands and pulled you up to stand. “Well done, my love,” he beamed, “now clean yourself up and prepare for dinner.” He placed a gentle kiss against your cheek and walked out of the room.

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Chapter 14 Sneak Peek

Update coming Tuesday, April 9th

In the meantime, read chapters 1-13 here (also on FFnet):

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Some of my favourite klaroline fanfics:

On fanfiction.net:

Talking with the eyes, by Alexis.CursedMoon

Pieces, by Alexis.CursedMoon

Baby Wolf, by Alexis.CursedMoon

Christmas Miracle, by Sci-Fi Christian

The Photographer and the Lonely Artist, by ALost Heart

Lost in the sea, by Marianita195

The Only Hope For Me Is You, by livingdeadblondequeen

Oh My Love, by ZebraBow

Therapy, by The-Passionate-Sun

Stone Cold Silence, by parummortem

Monsters Under the Bed, by wanderlustfaery

Halloween, by wanderlustfaery

Klaus, Caroline, and an Egg, by Tonight.At.Noon

Of Muffins and Men, by prettypinklips

The Lady And The King, by LoveOblivious

I'll be there for you, by All about Klaroline

By my side, by NJBC Gal

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, by clangwee

Klaroline family drabbles, by xKlaroStylesx

Home, by Angelikah

You are my light în the dark, by SelenaKat

My Littlest Wolf, by Paroma

Can't Go Back, by RosalynGlass

What Could Have Been, by TNaPKI

1491, by Klaristar

Always and Forever, by Winged Lady Colette

On Ao3:

Free Cookies, by honestgrins

Flower in the Wasteland, by honestgrins

Choosing You Was Everything, by Beautifulsoulheart

The World Is Still Turning, by mikaelzman (it's not about them in this one, but they were married and raised Hope, Lizzie and Josie kind of together)

Talking with the eyes, by Alexis_lupus567

Pieces, by Alexis_lupus567

Baby Wolf, by Alexis_lupus567

Lord Niklaus, by captaintranduiloki

"I'm glad you came.", by GNM_dreaming_girl

Which Road, by LaLainaJ