#meanwhile ur not even a princess

[theloveinc]

can’t even bother thinking about a rapunzel tangled!au with Bakugo bc he’d be breaking his way out of that closet the second mother gothel yelled at u abt leaving the tower

[petrichorium]

Guys I will not lie to u it is SO hard to keep a cat from jumping up and down things

[jaxon-exe]

Dp x dc prompt

So this starts with Danny becoming the ghost king on his 18th birthday and almost immediately every power-hungry ghost in existence starts proposing to him. At first he just ignores it but after the 10th time someone tries to kidnap him to marry him Greek god style, he’s fucking sick of it and goes to Clockwork for help.

He’s not much help. The only way for other people to stop trying to marry him is if he’s already married. What’s more, because he’s the king of the infinite realms, it has to be someone that’s considered a citizen of the Infinite Realms. (Like he can marry someone that’s still alive but they wouldn’t count and people will just keep trying to marry him) CW also warns him that people will try and kill anyone he marries if they can so a living person isn’t really ideal. The only bit of real helpfulness he does provide is a list of non-evil non-power-hungry citizens so he can have an easier time finding someone.

So Danny takes the list and starts crossing of names (like Johnny, even tho the guy won’t abuse the power of being the ghost princess, kitty would kill Danny for good this time) when he comes across the perfect candidate.

Jason Todd (Robin/Red Hood)

He’s been to Gotham before, knows the Robins all do good work and knows the Red Hood is already a good and fair ruler of his criminal underground. Plus the guy could definitely fight off any ghost trying to kill him even without the power boost and some helpful weapons Danny would give him if he agrees. Plus he has the perfect bargaining chip to get the guy to help by offering to fix the corrupted ectoplasm in him (not that he wasn’t gonna do that anyway when he had the time to but Hood didn’t need to know that)

So Danny hops over to Gotham and after quickly getting permission from Lady Gotham (she’s very protective of her Knights) heads over to crime ally and pitches the idea to Red Hood.

Which basically goes like-

Danny: so I give u, the title of prince, access to the Infinite Realms whenever u wish, a sweet private wing in my castle, any of the op ghost weapons in the castles armoury and a fix for ur rage problems and u marry me so I stop getting people trying to propose to me in increasingly more annoying ways :)

Jason, a literature geek with a secret desire to be the protagonist in a shitty YA romance: u had me at Prince

So the two of then jump over to the Infinite Realms to get married thinking it’ll take 30 minutes top only to learn that CW left out that a Royal wedding has to take at minimum a week otherwise no one will consider the Marriage valid. So the two, not backing out at this point, join in on the week of parties and celebrations without putting much more thought into it.

Meanwhile back in Gotham, after not having Red Hood check in after his patrol, Oracle searches CCTV and finds Jason having a conversation with a figure that is glitching out the camera to much to identify them, then the figure seemingly grabs Jason and drags him into a portal and the two of them disappear.

So obviously the Batfam comes to the conclusion that Jason was kidnapped by some sort of magical being and calls in John. He identify the magic as that of the ghost king’s and has been hearing that the king had been looking for a bride so comes to the conclusion that Jason has been kidnapped Persephone style to be be married and is under the (wrong) conclusion that it will mean Jason can’t leave the realm of the death after.

And so the Batfam + Constantine start planing to crash a wedding.

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING FULFILLED !!! MARK W. X FEM!READER X FERNANDO A. (18+)

summary: after struggling to figure out what to get, mark and fernando decided that they should just simply fulfill their daughter's wish with the help of their wife, y/n.

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), holiday special, dilf!fernando and dilf!mark (and milf!reader), threesome (mfm), unprotected sex, fingering, breeding/impregnation kink, mentions of pregnancy, double penetration (i'll let you use ur imaginations), established poly relationship, i did not edit this.

note: what if i fell into a writer's block but god said "you've written a jenson and seb threeway smut but not webbonso smut yet?" (on my grid sluts shit) enjoy and happy holidays xx

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mark and fernando would go through the lengths of fulfilling their kid’s christmas wishes. they would always do anything for their little girl.

it was cute, really but oftentimes, even y/n found that they had spoiled her a little too much. 

the parents had been wondering what to get their little daughter, ava alonso-webber, as she continued to grow as her independent self. her mother had decided that she was big enough to decide what she would like for holidays.

meanwhile, the fathers had decided that ava was not old enough to not be spoiled. after all, mark and fernando only had one child with their wife and little ava was only six. 

y/n merely hissed at them when they gave ava a go ahead on her request and said, “don’t go overboard with her gift this year. no puppies anymore.” 

both mark and fernando shrugged before ava exclaimed, “i want a baby sibling, papì and daddy!” 

now, their wife wasn’t a miracle worker— but to try and change ava’s mind about her gift for christmas was something she shouldn’t have done. 

mark and fernando were quick to frown at this before their wife continued to avoid that conversation for the next month all while attempting to convince ava into getting something more… manageable. 

ava had eventually decided that dolls and more karting time with her dads were enough. ava’s mother was more than relieved that the little girl had relented and moved on.

the dads, the brooding fathers, were a different story. in fact, when y/n arrived from work a week before christmas, she was surprised to find the house quiet. the only thing she could hear was soft music playing in the background. she was really worried she had to sneak the toys into the bedroom without ava noticing.

but the little girl wasn’t there. instead, both mark and fernando were sitting in the living room with the recorded premier league game on.

y/n’s eyes narrowed at the sight of her husbands and asked, “uh, did we just magically lose a child before we’ve spent hours and money on her gifts or…?”

mark and fernando looked at her. then the australian spoke, “oh, hey babe. ava’s staying overnight with her cousins.” 

“and we agreed on this when…?” she raised a brow in return, walking over the two nonetheless to press kisses on their lips. fernando pulled her into his lap as mark moved closer. 

“now,” fernando murmured, his lips opting to attack her neck as she let out a soft sigh. 

mark tipped her head towards his direction before kissing her, his tongue allowing itself to tangle with hers as he hummed in satisfaction. he nearly smirked at the feeling of her breath running out as she moaned.

“we’ve been trying to get you to talk to us about something,” fernando started, his breath fanning her ear as goosebumps broke out her skin in both nervousness and excitement. 

“about…” she murmured, eventually pouting when mark tugged her hair back as she got eager to make out with him. mark gave her a stern look. 

fernando then nipped at her ear as she let out a gasp before he answered with, “what our little princess wanted.” 

it was as if the floodgates were opened, her arousal making her squirm in their hold as mark crooned, “you were so adamant about not giving her what she really wanted, baby. why’s that?” 

“i- i,” she gulped. she really wasn’t able to answer especially now that she was being tossed back and forth between the two.

she could feel their hands roaming and touching her, gasping at the feeling of fernando’s fingers as they slowly snaked their way down into her lace panties. fernando then cooed mockingly, “you’re so fucking wet, cariño. you know what we think?” 

“h- ngh,” she whimpered, unable to utter any more words as her husbands chuckled darkly. 

“we think,” fernando’s tongue glided down her throat and sucked her skin, leaving a mark on her neck as he continued, “that you want to give us a baby too. a baby sibling for our little girl.” 

“and you don’t want to tell us,” mark added, smirking at the sight of their wife writhing. y/n was already long gone, feeling extremely aroused just by having her husbands work her up like this.

y/n gasped aloud, hearing her cunt making squelching noises as fernando slid his fingers in and curled up against her sensitive spot. 

“how about we give you more babies to grow, hm?” mark murmured, kissing her hard as he slid her shirt off and tossed it someplace else. “we’re gonna fuck more babies into you until you’re full of them.” 

she nodded eagerly, writhing against the two of them as she begged wordlessly.

fernando and mark smirked and looked at each other, as if they had every intention to fulfill their goal with the help of their perfect pretty wife. 

their cocks had been doing their back and forths in her cunt, her walls stretched out due to its familiarity with their lengths as she whined loudly, sinking repeatedly as she kept her hands resting on fernando’s chest. 

the two men groaned aloud, mark grabbing a handful of her hair and tugging it lightly as his hips snapped behind her. “oh fuck,” he uttered, fucking his cock into her as she babbled incoherently.

“te ves tan bonita como siempre, cariño,” you look so pretty as always, darling. fernando cursed out as he thrusted his hips up. he muttered, “tan guapa, tan jodida así.” so pretty looking so fucked out like this. 

“mm— fuck, please,” y/n flinched at the feeling of mark’s fingers pinching on her nipple and fernando’s thumb rubbing her clit simultaneously. she yelped in pleasure, her eyes tearing up as she wailed, “want you two to cum in me— fuck, nando- mark!” 

“want us to cum inside you, yeah?” mark spoke breathlessly, the two men increasing their pace and intensity as she nodded against his chest. “can’t wait to see you full of me and fernando again, sweetheart.” 

“and these tits, fuck, hermosa,” fernando groaned, “can’t wait to see it full of milk again. you’re gonna look so fucking hot when you’re pregnant.” 

“like she did before when she had our little girl,” mark added with a chuckle, eventually groaning as he said, “you’re gonna make us so happy- you’re gonna make our little girl happy, baby.” 

“m- i want your cum, please,” she pleaded, her walls clenching as the men both groaned in pleasure. “fuck me harder! shit~ fill me up-“

“you want us to fuck you full, hm?” fernando moaned, now fucking her harder from the bottom as he continued, “fuck- i’m cumming, hermosa. hah~ fuck!” 

“oh~ hah,” mark groaned in her ear as he shot his load inside her. fernando did too, slowly thrusting and coating her cunt white like mark did. 

y/n whimpered, her body limping against fernando as the three of them eased off their orgasms. her body shook violently between the two of them before she took a deep breath and wiped her sweat off her forehead. 

she then looked at fernando and chuckled, pressing a kiss on his lips once more before moving to his side. mark had returned from the bathroom to clean her off.

she pursed her lips as she said, “would it be too late if i say that we didn’t need fuck like rabbits to get pregnant?” 

mark nearly dropped the damp towel and looked at fernando with widened eyes. fernando returned the surprised look as y/n laughed quietly.

“oh you are horny, baby,” mark laughed with her, pressing a kiss on her lips, his hands hovering on her stomach before he pressed a kiss on it.

fernando shared a kiss with her too before asking, “are you really?” 

“i am,” she grinned. “i was going to show you two when i got home but you got excited. i couldn’t tell you two i was pregnant because you two were all over me.” 

“oh fuck! finally,” mark exclaimed, grinning at fernando and their wife.

“that’s one christmas gift ticked off the list for ava,” fernando laughed. “someone’s gonna be happy that her christmas is fulfilled.”

oh, the lengths that they’d go through just to spoil their kid. 

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[rafedaddy01]

Rafe eating you out while ur otp with Sarah

Loved this idea! Added my own little twist.

You and Rafe were laying in his bed. It was morning and you were still asleep, Rafe was sitting on his phone scrolling through his feed. A loud phone call had woken you from your slumber, you reached over and grabbed the phone. Seeing Sarah’s name woke you up.

“Hey Sarah” you yawned as she answered you.

“Oh yeah, I forgot we were doing that today” you said as she reminded you of your plans. “No way” you said as she started talking about something John B had done.

Meanwhile Rafe was sad about not getting a morning kiss or any attention really, so he started kissing your neck, you laid your head back and listened to your friend vent about her problems in your ear. “Mhm” you said to Sarah. Rafes kisses went lower and lower until his head was under the sheets, planted right in between your legs.

Sarah’s voice long forgotten as she blabbered in your ear about the pouges and the gold and random drama you really didn’t give a shit about. “Oh yeah!” You slipped out a moan as Rafes tongue slid in between your folds and up to your clit, wrapping his lips around and sucking. “You okay?” Sarah asked through the phone. “Ha yeah I’m fine.” You breathed as Rafe smirked. He loved making you fall apart for him and right now he loved how he was distracting you even more. “Fuck! Sarah let me call you back” you threw the phone aside and brought your hands to grip Rafes hair. He moaned at the rough grip and sent euphoric vibrations through your body causing you to arch your back.

“Close-“ you warned as your breath hitched. You grinded down onto Rafes face as he devoured you beautifully. Face full of your cunt, he slipped his tongue inside you and you gushed all over his tongue.

“There you go princess” he soothed as your high hit you like a truck. He lapped up at the mess he made and kissed his way up to you lips. Tangling your plump ones to his soft ones. Tasting yourself on his tongue you moaned at the taste.

“I love you” he said. “I love you too” you answered.

“You guys are disgusting” Sarah answered from the phone that had been thrown without disconnecting.

@baby19sthings

[coziewozie]

late night snack runs with them

✦ A/N: random thought that I wanted to write about! i didn’t really think a ton with this, just wrote whatever felt right to me. hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading <3

✦ Contents: fluff, no reader pronouns mentioned, modern au, ~500 words

✦ Includes: Kaeya, Tartaglia, Wriothesley

✦ Kaeya

when he’s not too tired to go he’s driving there because there’s no way he’s walking around this late at night

hand holding. hand holding the whole time. likes to intertwine his fingers with yours!!

buys snacks and a drink in addition to those like one dollar skincare face masks for both of you

treats it like some sort of mini shopping spree even though it’s a convenience store lmao

always asks for your opinion since he wants to buy things you’ll both enjoy!

is the type to take pictures of everything you two do together

so he does that here too

and sends it to everyone in the middle of the night

anyways when it comes to paying he’ll distract you with something and pay for everything when you’re not looking and will stick his tongue out at you if you protest about it

he does this all with love ofc

then as soon as you get back home he either crashes and falls asleep right away or is up for the rest of the night eating and talking w you

✦ Tartaglia

honestly he asks to go just as often as you do

you both go in your pjs but insists you wear his hoodie if you aren’t already

yaps the whole way there but it’s cute

ruffles your hair!!! also loves when you do the same to him though

sometimes pushes you around in a shopping cart for fun at the store

makes silly faces at the security cameras!

buys anything and everything

a small pack of candy or spicy chips are always a must for him though and eats them on the way back

hes also the type to buy those like mini hostess donuts yknow?

rests his head on top of yours while he’s waiting for you to decide what ur gonna get

will not let you pay. ever.

will fight you if you try and turns it into a whole competition meanwhile the cashier is so done with you guys

buuut is always willing to share his snacks ofc

piggyback rides on the way home! runs in circles or makes airplane noises or does some kind of goofy thing every single time

✦ Wriothesley

scary dog privilege

takes you to the store on his motorcycle if it’s too far to walk

will let you borrow his leather jacket if you get cold

scares everyone within a 50 ft radius away

is holding your hand or has an arm around you at all times!

really just wants to keep you safe since it’s so late at night

lets you get whatever ya want but he usually only buys like one thing and it’s like an iced tea for the next day

holds the shopping basket while you browse!

likes giving you snack suggestions

but sometimes he’ll ask you to choose something for him

he’ll always pay for his stuff but he’ll offer to pay for you too (unless you insist that you’ll cover it bc he knows fighting u is pointless lmao)

if you didn’t take his motorcycle and you’re too tired to walk home he’ll swoop you up and carry you princess style with the grocery bag hanging from his arm

[c0smoshit]

Hi, I'm also a whore for some blonde guys. Mind finishing that Twilight Princess Link x reader one or do one where TP Link or Time Link realizes he wants to marry female reader?

At ur service sweetie ;)

Closer ࣪.⋆ ♡

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Twilight/fem!reader

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ smut!, p in v, hickies, sticky stomach ;)

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ I kind of mixed both of your prompts so I didn't have to choose🤧

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 1069

⋆ ࣪. part I / part II ࣪.⋆

The warmth of the creasing sun enveloped your arms, trailling further until it met your wrapped and still wobbly legs.

Turning around, your eyes were met with the beautiful sight of your boyfriend resting peacefully by your side. His warm arm held your waist, quite hard despite being asleep, while his breath fanned your neck.

This was supposed to be a peaceful and calm morning, the young hues of the sunlight entering through your window as the air fanned lightly too.

But your mind couldn't help but remember why your legs felt like jelly in the first place, face burning up as you recalled the so pleasant night you had had.

It wasn't fair, it never was.

The fact that he managed to sleep without any visible soreness on his legs or even his neck meanwhile you woke up stumbling around the room made you jealous.

"Link..."

His hair trickled your neck, almost kissing softly your skin.

"Link"

Calloused hands keeping you secured into his bare chest, almost digging deep into your tender stomach.

"Link!"

Heart to heart, your perky nipples rubbed up and down his toned chest, finally letting you move freely on top of him after a tedious and deep skin to skin contact.

Your sweet gasps for air and those cute moans fueled him into moving your hips with his own palms.

He wanted to keep a stedy pace at first, letting you rub yourself into his lap as he rested deep inside. His hand softly caressed your breasts, smiling like the wolf he truly was when he managed to turn your nipples harder under his fingertips.

But the way you chanted some "please"'s or "link"'s into his long ear made the tiny drop of self control he had left pour into his guts, getting lost in a madness of red.

He forced you up and down, up and down your mind started to feel dizzy, getting lost in the inminent wave of pleasure you had neglected yourself to feel before.

"So tight-"

This time it washed over you like a tsunami, faster and harder than before. You didn't know how he found out another new way to make your toes curl but you were too blissed out to care.

"There you go, let it all out sweetheart"

His honeyed words made you squeal even louder, head falling into his shoulder as he let you slow down your movements, still keeping him deep.

His hands rubbed your back, circles you'd never get used to, wanting them to feel them over your goosebumps inside your skin again and again.

Your legs shaked against his own ones, multiplying your horniness once again when you felt how really hard he was underneath you.

Panting and cheeks tinted with a deep crimson colour in front of you, you stared at the stinging sensation on your neck, a huge red bite adorning it.

Too lost in pleasure you didn't even notice.

But before you could make a comment about it, his lips enveloped yours like an animal. Drowning down your short yelp as he suddenly flipped both of you over, pushing you down into the mattress.

His leaking hard-on filled your warmth, noticing how needy he was after you came down from your high.

He started moving again, slowly, god what kind of human lasts that long?!

His hands caged your head, forearms resting right beside your warm body on the mattress. Your hands, on the other side, held tightly his back trying not to slip out of his grasp thanks to his powerful thrusts.

But that question lasted just a few seconds inside your head as he started ramming himself against you like he was in heat. His tongue soaked up your reddened skin, tasting the salty but thin layer of sweat.

He loved licking you, smelling you. God he always went crazy when he smelled your arousal meters away from your home, mouth quickly enveloping your needy cunt as soon as he came back home.

He couldn't deny his animal instincts after all, could he?

"Cmon baby-, cum for me"

He pushed you over and over again against the pillows, the creaking sound of the bed now mixing up with your beautiful moans.

He wanted to last longer, but you had discovered the key to his ( not so hidden ) lock. Your trembling form begging him to cum, watching as your head fell back into the bed, ecstasic.

He adored watching you fall appart, always managing to make him reach his climax prematurely.

"I'm cumming-"

His grunt almost wasn't heard by you but the action that came after them surely did.

His sweaty skin revealed into the pale moonlight, head slightly tilted downwards as he bit his lip, trying to surpress tiny gasps as he stroked himself viciously on top of you.

Your eyes lowered down until they met his toned abdomen, god you wanted to lick off all the mess you had made on top of him. However, your thoughts faded out as thick white ropes enveloped your stomach, a long sigh escaping his lips as he still held your thighs open for him.

He was always so pretty when he came, flushed face and eyes tightly closed. Always letting out the sultriest grunts, peeking out to see how he soaked you with his seed.

You couldn't see his eyes under his dark blonde bangs, but you surely knew he was staring at the piece of art he had painted on top of you.

Your head fell down into the mattress, finally breathing out as you walls spasmed around nothing, trying to calm themselves down.

You giggled as he fell on top of you, noticeably not caring about getting his body dirtier than it actually was when he felt your sticky skin.

His heavy body pressed against your naked form, on a normal day you would've pried him off you but right now you wanted to be as close as possible. He was just so cute, always getting sleepy and clingy right after he climaxed.

And you would always hold him, no matter how deeply you wanted to shower, how sticky and hot you felt.

You wanted to crawl deep inside his skin at this point.

You both rested peacefully, your eyes closed shut as your shaking arms and legs enveloped his middle part. Peace that was disturbed by his own groggy voice.

"I wanna marry you someday"

[hepburnswan]

beach party

🌸 pt 2 of you are kenough 🌸

pairing: ken x reader

summary: in which barbie finally leaves the dreamhouse and goes to the beach, only to find a surprise waiting for her there

warnings: fluff, some romantic undertones 🥴 , super corny ending

word count: 1.8k

authors note: soooo here is pt 2, hope ur all excited 😁😁 the ending is super corny and sounded better in my head lmao, let me know if yall want part 3 !!

It was time.

Time to get out of the house and head down to the beach!

Though you were a little nervous, you were definitely anxious to get out of the dreamhouse. You took extra care to get all dolled up (see what I did there 😁) for your grand appearance. You decided to leave your hair down, and put on your favorite bikini, along with a matching coverup, beach bag and sunglasses. Then, you were ready to head out.

Little did you know there was a surprise waiting for you..

It was already a little later in the day, you had taken some time to yourself after your conversation with Ken, but better late then never.

By the time you pulled up to the beach in your pink convertible, the sun was already beginning to set and there was no one to be found.

You groaned in disappointment. Had everyone really gone home?

It was fine. After all, you had gotten used to being alone. It couldn’t hurt to hang out for just a little while.

You got out of the car and stepped down the sand dunes down to the beach, setting your bag down and sitting down next to it. You felt weird though- almost as if you were being watched? No, that was impossible. There was no one here!

You could only sit still for a little while before paranoia began to set in. You kept hearing sounds, almost like whispers, but convinced yourself it was just your imagination. You stood up, about to turn around and head back to your car when suddenly a voice shouted, “NOW!”

You were frozen in shock as confetti and the sound of noisemakers filled the air, and barbies and kens emerged from seemingly nowhere - behind trees and cars and buildings, and at the very front of the crowd was Ken - and well, another Ken, holding a giant banner that read,

WELCOME BACK BARBIE

In a matter of seconds, you were surrounded by your fellow barbies, being hugged, and petted and told how much you had been missed by them.

“Surprise!” President Barbie said excitedly.

“We’re so glad you’re feeling better!” said physicist Barbie.

“What .. what is this?” You smiled, dizzy with both joy and confusion.

“Okay, quiet down everyone!” Ken shouts, and the crowd hushes.

“Barbie,” he says chivalrously. “We wanted to show how much we care about you,” he smiles, and you blush.

“So, in honor of your return to the Barbieland party scene, we decided to throw you the best. Beach Party. EVER!” he yells, and the crowd cheers.

Your hand is over your mouth in shock as the girls around you giggle excitedly.

“So?” Are you ready?” President Barbie asks, and the crowd anxiously waits for your answer.

“YES!”

The crowd screams with excitement, and the party begins!

The party was spectacular, and continued to be as the night went on. Everybody - and I mean everybody - had shown up to celebrate. Even Weird Barbie was there, and Mermaid Barbie and Merman Ken would pop out of the water every now and then to wave to you and the rest of the partygoers.

You were sitting with a group of other barbies, gossiping and sipping on imaginary tropical drinks. “So who’s idea was this party, anyways?” you ask.

“Oh, it was Ken’s, actually!” says Diplomat Barbie, nodding towards where he sat in the distance.

Really? Ken had planned all of this .. for you?

“He .. he did?”

“Yeah!”

“Of course, we were eager to help!” President Barbie chimes in. You smile to yourself.

Meanwhile, Ken sat on a quiet corner of the beach with a few of the other kens, just chatting about horses, when his eyes fell upon you. He gazed in awe of how the other barbies fawned over you like you were some sort of princess. That was fair, you definitely looked like one, he thought. It was then, when he noticed a beauty in you that he hadn’t noticed before. Huh, he thought.

“Uh, Barbie?” Author Barbie asks.

“Hm?” you smile.

“There’s one more thing,” she says, handing you a pink envelope, which smelled of vanilla. You accept it, holding it for a second, confused.

“Barbie couldn’t make it tonight, but she left this behind for you before she left,” President Barbie says softly.

“Ah,” you reply.

You immediately knew which Barbie she had been referring to.

Stereotypical Barbie, or Blondie, as you called her, had left for the real world a few days earlier. She had been one of your best friends in Barbieland, if not your very best, and though you had supported her in her decision to leave, you already missed her horribly.

“We meant to give it you sooner, but.. we weren’t able to because, well, we didn’t see you much these past few days…” Doctor barbie says, looking at you sympathetically. “But we thought now would be a good time!”

You nod in understanding and open up the envelope to find the note written inside. You pull it out, and after a deep breath, you read.

Dear Barbie,

I’m writing this as I’m getting ready to leave for the real world, and I want you to know a few things. One, don’t you worry, I’ll be back to visit! And more importantly, two, I want you to know how perfect and amazing you are! You’re one of my very best friends and I am going to miss you so so much. You are kind and beautiful, just as any barbie should be, and don’t you ever forget it. Don’t let any ken or any barbie bring you down, ever. Keep making Barbieland a better place, the way I know you can, and know that I will do my best to do the same in the real world. I love you so very much!

Lots of love,

Blondie <3

P.S. Keep an eye on Ken for me. Maybe you two can keep each other company ;)

You blushed at the last sentence. What on earth did she mean by that?

Nonetheless, you appreciated the kind words from your best friend, and put the note back inside its envelope and slipped it into your beach bag. You decided to get up and clear your head a little, and bid goodbye to the other girls, heading down to stand by the plastic waves alone. You thought of Barbie’s letter, especially that last sentence. She couldn’t have meant…No! Absolutely not. But that must’ve been what she meant! No, don’t flatter yourself! She probably just meant in a friendly way! But the wink.. the wink! That wink had to be suggesting something!

You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t sense the presence behind you. Not until he tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned around to face Ken himself.

Without thinking, you manage to stutter a “H-Hi Ken!”

“Hi Barbie .. you feeling okay? Is it the party? Are you overwhelmed?” he asks sweetly.

“No, no! I’m sorry. It’s just, you just.. startled me there.” you reply, calming your voice down. “The party’s great, actually. I heard you planned it, is that true?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he nods shyly.

“How long have you been planning this? There’s no way you could have pulled this all together in just a few hours!”

He says nothing, just mock-shrugs and smiles.

“Oh my god, really? But how?”

“I have my ways,” he smirks.

“Ken… you really went through all of this.. for me?”

“Of course, Barbie,” he blushes. “After all, you deserve it. And I figured it was the least I could do to make it up to you. To all of you.”

You grin from ear to ear, pulling him into a hug.

“I knew you hadn’t changed.”

After pulling away from your hug, Ken had an idea. Though you had already reassured him that he was already enough, that he didn’t have to do anything to impress anyone, including you, he figured there was no harm in trying. Just for fun.

“Hey Barbie, wanna see something cool?” He says excitedly.

“Uh .. sure? What?”

“Watch this!” he grins, before suddenly disappearing to god knows where. A minute later he returned, carrying his surfboard under his arm.

“Oh Ken, no.. I don’t think you should.. remember last time?” you pleaded.

“Relax, Barbie. I got this,” he says reassuringly, before shouting, “HEY EVERYBODY! CHECK ME OUT!” eliciting an exceedingly large amount of gasps and murmurs for the rest of the party. You even saw Ken’s enemy, Ken, stifle a laugh, and you shot him an angry glare that made even him nervous. Before anyone could stop him Ken was already bolting towards the water.

You covered your eyes, not wanting to see what was about to happen, only to hear cheering and applause. You open your eyes to see that Ken had landed perfectly - and was now surfing the plastic waves.

“Well that’s new!” President Barbie laughs, and you giggle with excitement at Ken’s success. Like a pro he glides back to the shore, a huge grin plastered on his face as the crowd cheers for him. When he’s back on land, he waltzes right up to you.

“Told you so,” he grins, and you nod proudly.

“Oh, Barbie!” he says. “There’s one more thing,” he smiles, before suddenly taking your hand in his. You blush, and he pulls you over to where the other barbies and kens had started a bonfire.

Everyone gathered around the fire in a perfect circle. You sat with the other barbies, and him across the circle from you with the other kens. He sat next to his buddy, another Ken, who was holding a guitar, and you shuddered when he handed it over to him. Uh-oh, you thought, you’d seen this before.

“Barbie, this one’s for you!” Ken yells adorably, holding the guitar in his left hand and pointing his right finger at you. Suddenly feeling very shy, you hide your face in your hands once more, only to hear Ken start playing a very familiar tune. Your favorite song.

You looked up at him, bewildered. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You looked through the flames and there he is, belting out a gorgeous rendition of the song you loved so much. The two of you locked eyes, and when you looked into them, you saw everything you needed to see. This was not done for his own pride or ego, no. This was done entirely and solely for you.

The circle is waving their hands back and forth slowly, you’re enchanted by his voice and his eyes and your heart is thumping in your chest with a familiar feeling you weren’t sure you wanted to admit you felt.

Looking into his eyes, you see the same; there is hurt, and regret, but there is also care, and admiration, and that same something.

Something new.

Something more.

[deathbxnny]

I saw ur hsr requests for Penacony were open so I had to sprint in first!! This ones pretty basic tho but it gave me brainrot for a few days. Could I request headcanons for Sunday with a daughter with a chronic illness? The only reason this had me in brainrot was because imagine Sunday trying to get everything like festivals and further expansions of the dreamscape perfect for his daughter! Or even his daughter being like a little ray of sunshine for him amidst the work and diplomacy facade. Or even using her illness as a way to have her close by under the guise of 'Learning how to lead when she has to take-over'. Or even auntie Robin, it's giving cheek pinches...

I really love this idea, Anon!! It's definitely very interesting! So thank you for the request and I hope you'll like this!!<3

Content: Daughter is a young teen girl, dad Sunday, talks of vaguely described chronical illness, brainwashing?, manipulation/gaslighting?, slight themes of obsession, potentially ooc Sunday??, sfw

Daughter is referred to with she/her pronouns here!!

(Not fully proofread, may be edited if mistakes are found.)

Sunday's daughter was known by many guests to be Penacony's so-called princess, the next in line to inherit the man's place as the head of the family one day. Another thing she was known for was her chronical illness, which has always made her life rather difficult since birth. Sunday took the challenges with pride and ease, not once treating her like a burden. In fact, he saw her as perfection, a gift from THEM to him for his neverending loyalty and devotion.

He had the best doctors' money could possibly buy lined up for her every need and woe, never a single penny spared on spoiling her either. She could do no wrong, and neither could he in her eyes, which he, ofcourse, ensured of. He took care of her day and night, abandoning his own duties at a simple call for him. It may be a bad habit of his, but alas, his dear child came first at all times.

His daughter is made to believe that no one can take care of her as good as her father can. He is everything to her, and in a way, she also idolises him in turn. It's how he ensures that she stays by his side, where it's safe, and he can protect her from everything... and everyone, ofcourse. That, however, means she'll grow up very sheltered, but it's worth the sacrifice for her health in Sunday's eyes.

With that said, he will stop at nothing to make her a perfect leader for the future of Penacony and her own. He teaches her the ins and outs of the dreamscape's, how to lead with pride and strength under THEIR eyes. He instills the fear and devotion to THEM in her too naturally.

He trusts his daughter with no one. Robin is the only exception, ofcourse. She may not be around often due to her career as an idol, but she LOVES spoiling her niece with tons of gifts whenever she returns from a long tour. She dotes on her and definitely pulls on her cheeks, unable to contain her love and affections. Her heart often aches when she sees the illness in the girl get worse, but she'll try cheering her up with songs and stories of her travels to make her forget the pain even momentarily.

Festivals in Penacony are meanwhile also seemingly solely made for Sunday's daughter, just like basically most expansions in the dreamscape ever since her birth. All the fun things she likes are included in everything one way or another. And whilst children aren't usually allowed in the dreamscape, she is an exception on these special days and occasions. He practically burns himself out to make everything as perfect as possible, just to see his dear daughter smile.

All of his hard and grueling work is worth it through her existence in his life. She is the sun that makes him keep going and retain the warmth in him he was slowly losing due to his responsibilities as a leader and diplomat. Seeing her happy makes him feel deserving to breathe, and so he will do anything to keep it that way.

Okay, so I hope this is alright, Anon, because I'm honestly writing this a little sleep deprived (and painfully sick, lmao), but thank you again for the request!!<33

[captainmartin20]

Did anyone else notice in the doc when they were driving Caitlin putting her arm out in from of Kate? Like as if she was about to crash, meanwhile she’s like slowly coming to a stop 😂 I also do that with my bestie but usually I’m making erratic stops in the car 

YESSSSS

it was so cute how almost instinctively caitlin did it :”))) making sure the passenger princess doesn’t jerk forward even though she was slowing down anyway lmaooo :”))))

# caitlin lemme be ur passenger princess too

[tomkaulitzssgirl]

hey pooks I have a request🙏🏻 can you pretty please write 2008 tom kaulitz smut 🛐

so basically the reader is part of the band and they're currently at a party, Tom was talking to a girl but couldn't keep his eyes off of the reader

(Tom and her are really close friends like they grew up together but they secretly had a thing for eachother for a while now and they've already had history in the past (iykyk) but now that she's had a bf they stopped but the tension was still there)

tom secretly gets jealous and brings reader to one of the bathroom stalls and they both kinda have like an argument and the reader yells at him n stuff but he's too horny to even care so he just pushes her on the wall and they secretly fuck

tom starts kissing her neck and touching her all over and plays w her dress, at first the reader tries to stop him because she has a bf but she eventually gives in and he whispers dirty things to her while kissing her neck n shi like how her bf can't fuck her as good as he can and how he's just better

hopefully that made sense😭 it's up to u if wanna write this but either way I love ur writing sm it got me giggling n kicking my feet n shi fr🤭🤭 thankyouu🫶🏻

a/n: thank u so much 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 hope you like this!

I’m better than him | Tom Kaulitz

tom sipped on his beer as he sat down on the club couch, staring ahead of him, where the figure he so longed for stood.

the girl next to him, he didn’t even remember her name, was talking not even noticing how he wasn’t paying attention, too focused on observing your every movement.

you were at the counter with your boyfriend, michael, giggling as he hugged you from behind, kissing your neck. “stop it mike, not here.” you yelled over the music.

this was the after party after you guys had won an award, everyone of course was lit, ready to stay up all night.

“why not princess?” michael said in your ear, his hand slowly reaching under your skirt. you took it away, turning towards him with a smirk.

“let’s save the fun for later.”

tom found himself clenching the bottle in his hand, his knuckles turning white at the sight of someone else touching you.

in his mind, no one could treat you better than him. no one could be at his level and of course no one could touch you.

he breathed out heavily and turned to the girl next to him, smirking to her. he proceeded to go closer to her face and kissed her lips slowly, his hand going under her shirt.

you noticed him and rolled your eyes, not that you cared, but you were disgusted by how many girls he fucked and kept like trophies. he did the same with you.

you guys always had a thing for each other, always flirting and being touchy. one night, it even happened that you slept together, but you never told that to anyone. after that, tom changed, he started becoming distant, like he had obtained his goal and dipped.

then you got a boyfriend meanwhile he continued to bring girls over every night, but even if he tried to hide it, he seemed to dislike michael. he never talked to him or tried to be nice, always answering in a rude way and many times with a sense of superiority.

you never understood why but you decided to ignore him from that moment on, same thing that he did. the others in the band noticed and bill many times tried to get you and tom to talk but without gaining anything.

but let’s say, that tom wasn’t the only one who didn’t like your boyfriend. honestly, everyone in the band were kinda against him because of the way he treated you sometimes, like you the times where he decided to go out with his friends instead of seeing you after the tour.

“i’m gonna go to the bathroom.” you told michael and didn’t even wait for him to answer, you just felt his hand collide with your butt and his dumb friends laughing.

you rolled your eyes in disgust, walking away quickly.

arriving to the bathroom, the music finally wasn’t as loud and you sighed, closing your eyes before washing your hands and putting some cold water on your wrists and neck, feeling dizzy.

suddenly, the door opened and you eyes immediately connected to it, revealing the figure of tom entering the bathroom.

he closed the door behind him and as soon as you began to talk, he just pushed you against the wall, colliding your lips together in a hungry and aggressive kiss, his hands against the wall at the sides of your head.

you didn’t think about it twice, immediately kissing him back wrapping your arms around his neck, his body pressing against yours. it didn’t even occur to you that you were cheating.

when you broke away, he analysed your face needing to know what you were thinking about, but you were lost, your mind completely numb.

“i hate seeing you with him.” tom was the one who broke the silence.

you raised your eyebrow, “and why’s that?”

he scoffed playing with his piercing as he looked into your eyes deeply, lust and jealousy mixed in his brown ones. “because i can make you feel so much better.”

before you knew, you found yourself placed on the sink, with your skirt riled up and your panties aside as tom pounded in you like a beast.

he kept his long oversized shirt between his teeth before your hands grabbed it to keep it out of the way as you both watched his dick sliding in and out of you.

“i missed you so much. did you miss me, baby? missed how i fuck you?” he whispered in your ears, before sucking on your neck, wanting to leave marks for him to see.

you nodded with your eyes shut, mouth slightly agape as pleasure was the only thing you could feel, “y-yes! oh my god tom, right there!”

tom smirked as his hands traveled down your ass, gripping it tightly before spanking your thigh.

“say it. say how much i fuck you better than him.” he wanted to hear it all, how he was the only one who could make you feel like this, how he was the only who could make you cum more than once. he wanted to be the only one for you.

“y-you fuck me better! i’m a-all yours tom.” it was true. no matter what, your heart had always belonged to him.

after a few more pushes and thrusts inside you, you guys guys came together, your screams echoing in the small bathroom.

“shit.” tom groaned, his head in the crook of your neck, sweat on his forehead.

he backed away a bit, adjusting his belt as he tried to keep a steady breath.

suddenly, all the feelings you had came to the surface, your eyes filled with tears that soon streamed down your cheeks silently.

“what the fuck? what’s wrong?” tom asked you as soon as he noticed your crying. you shook your head, squeezing your eyes as he wiped your tears away.

“sh baby, tell me what’s wrong?”

finally you snapped.

“what’s wrong?! really tom? you ask me what’s wrong after you basically ignored me all this time and now you come back like this? using me again as you do with every other fucking girl?!” you pushed him but he didn’t move, not even an inch, “fuck you tom.”

you were about to push him again but he grabbed your wrists, keeping you still as he looked down at you. “i’m not using you.”

“yeah right you’re-“

“shut the fuck up!” tom raised his voice, his hand clenched in a fist connecting to the sink below you. it didn’t seem to hurt him though.

“i’ve spent months not talking to you and that asshole boyfriend of yours! i hate him so fucking much. wanna know why? because i fucking live you, y/n! i only love you and i fucking tried, believe me, i tried to make these feelings go away but i couldn’t. shit, i began to hate you because of how much i want you but you were too busy fucking him to care!” his rambling went on as you listened to his rough voice screaming at you everything he was keeping inside.

you shook your head, looking away from him as he breathed out heavily. it took some seconds before you spoke again. “how could i know tom? you were out with different girls every night, that’s not how you show love to someone!”

tom threw his hands in the air in exasperation, “because i’m not fucking used to this shit! i didn’t want to admit it to myself how could i admit it to you?! i thought i could forget you but i didn’t!”

you stayed quiet as your lower lip quivered, ready to cry again, not knowing what to say or think anymore.

“fuck, just give me a chance to make it better. please.” his hands went up to your hips and he pecked your lips sweetly repeatedly, holding onto you like you could run away.

you giggled a bit when he started kissing all over your face, making his heart beat faster when he saw your small smile. “is this a yes?”

you looked at him fluttering your eyelashes before nodding slowly, “yeah…don’t make me regret this.”

tom grinned before kissing you passionately, his hand grabbing your jaw and keeping you still as his tongue rolled with yours.

“y/n…what the fuck?” was all you heard before the kiss stopped, seeing your now ex-boyfriend infront of the door, looking at you with nothing but shock.

[rubywithecat]

-First Night With Them-

(T/W: Minors do not interact as mature contents are included)

Summary: U are forced to marry them by your parent and feel shy for the first night with them after wedding as u are completely strangers to them.

Gojo Satoru

Waiting for him on the lavish bed in the new mansion u just moved, u were nervous. Gojo is so handsome and u thought u were going to marry an old ugly man as u only knew how rich he was. How can a person be both good-looking and rich and have a cool style. He is just a definition of perfection. U felt insecure now. What if he doesn’t like ur body? What would he think of u? Will he ever love u? Are u good enough? U had many thoughts about urself. Meanwhile, the door opened as Gojo walked inside the room after he had showered.

He looked at u lying on the bed in lingerie and smirked slightly. He doesn’t say anything tho he made a move onto the bed, coming close to u. U flinched and closed your eyes tightly. However, he held ur waist slowly and his fingers lifting up your face, making u look into his pretty blue eyes. “I want u to be a good girl for me tonight” he said. “Don’t be shy, sweetheart. I promise this won’t hurt” U gulped. But encouraged urself to say a word finally, getting a lil comfortable near him. He seems like a good person after all. And he is ur man now. U smiled with ur glossy lips and whispered into his eyes, “Please go slow. I like it slow and long” Gojo chuckled, proud of u for the courage to say what u would like.

“Don’t worry, Princess. I already said I will make u feel good, right?” He said as he slowly undressed u. “Ahh…Gojo” u moaned. “Gojo? Call me with my name bby. Don’t be a stranger” as he said u can feel him frowning. “Im sorry.. ah fck.. Satoru” u said again as his fingers slipped inside u. “Don’t c*m before me ok? That’s the only rule” he said as he undress himself. U guys finished at the same time after and he came on ur stomach. After that he laid next to u sleepily, his silvery hair being messy “U are so good and beautiful u know that, bby?” He said with his sleepy voice which is super hot. U were beyond happy by his praises and cuddled with him. He smiled and playing with ur hair as u guys having a chat, getting to know each other more.

Nanami Kento

“I would understand if u wanna sleep in separate bed” he said. He really is a gentleman u thought. But u decided that u will be playful with him. U bit ur lips and leaning closer to him. “U wanna leave ur newly wife alone Nanami?” U teased, looking at him with doe eyes, which he cannot resist. U could feel him turning red and blushed. “I mean if u wanna” he said, pretending he doesn’t realized anything that’s happening. Ur thighs on his laps as u face with him and being touchy around his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. Normally u don’t go flirty with any guys but he is ur husband after all and he is really cool and u completely melt at his serious personality.

Even tho it was an arranged marriage, u kinda felt lucky that u marry him. Tonight, u wanna go wild with him and make him breed u with his baby. It’s him who is feeling shy and u kinda like about that and u planned to go beyond his limit to tease.

Nanami knows ur intention and at last he couldn’t endure anymore. The way u looked at him with lust, turn him on so much that he now fck u with all his strength, rough and fast. He is so good that ur brain can’t think of anything except screaming his name and finished with all his c*m into ur womb.

In the morning, when u wake up he already left for work but he doesn’t forget to leave a lovely letter about how he enjoyed and he loves u. U smiled at it and maybe he is shy about telling u in person. U stood up to make the best meal for ur newly husband.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji is being a lil cocky here. He would not give a fck about u being ok with it or not, he would do anything to satisfy his need. After all, he had married once and he knows what to do. He told u to strip urself and fingers u as soon as u laid on him. “I know how to make u feel good so follow my lead, angel” he would say. He would be comparing of how good u r or not with his ex wife, which makes u go crazy and prove him that u are way better than his ex wife.

After that, he would leave u all the hickey, leaving marks on visible area that u are now his. U love the idea of it and u love him too. He can be a jerk but he also loves u so much in first sight. U forgive him as he gave u the best night after all.

Megumi Fushiguro

He is rather doesn’t care about what is supposed to do at wedding night at all. He just went straight to his practice. He doesn’t talk to u at all, thinking u don’t wanna be talked. U were confused about his actions and as u haven’t known him at all yet, u thought he is being a jerk. U called ur bestfriend on video call as u were bored, alone in bed room. “I think he is fcking asshole!” U said frustratedly to ur bff. “He doesn’t even look at me into eyes and I think he doesn’t want me. I feel so sad” U told her, without realizing he was standing behind u leaning the door, maybe hearing all the gossips u told about him.

Ur friend giggled and just hang up, wishing good luck with a hateful smirk. “Hey!! Don’t hang up!” U yelled as u don’t know what u r supposed to do. U could sense him, walking near u and from behind he said, “I’m sorry about that. I just thought u didn’t wanna talk to me as this marriage was arranged so soon so we didn’t get to know each other yet” U felt embarrassed.

“I know… I’m just…” u sighed, facing him. “Either way, we are still husband and wife so we should try our best at least dont u think?” U said in sad tone. He suddenly kissed ur lips softly, catching u off guard. “I’m so sry if I make u sad (y/n). I wanna get to know u more to be honest, I’m just feeling nervous around u. U gives me butterfly as soon as I saw u” he admitted.

Then u kissed him back and he lifted u to the table of his study and held ur hips tightly. “I want u” he whispered which makes u turn on. “I want u too, Megumi” u said as u grabbed his shoulder and hugged around the neck. “Make me yours” u said and he didn’t go gentle with u. He is a dominant type after all but still he knows ur need and also surprisingly, he reached ur soft spot fast and then finished quickly. “Next round, angel” he smirked, whipping his c*m on ur face.

Yuuji Itadori

He would be the most caring about u. He would ask u if u wanna watch movies with him or watch the stars in the sky at the balcony with him. U agreed to watch the stars at the balcony in his hoodie as u haven’t unpacked fully after moving. His smells felt like vanilla and he would be listening when u talk about urself, getting to know with u. He also tell all about himself and he seems to be a really good person that u fell in love immediately about his purpose of life and his cares about others.

After a while, u become cold so he held u tightly and silent occurs between u guys. U really wanna kiss him and he wanted to too but just awkward. U decided to make a first move and kissed him. He was surprised but kissed u back and then u guys the kiss became passionately. U got all shy after that and blushing. “Do u wanna go inside?” He asked. You nodded and then he carried u to the bedroom where he started to kiss u from ur sensitive areas around neck once u get laid down on the bed. Ur moaned made him crazy and he even left sone bite marks and tells u that he really likes u a lot and how he is so lucky to have u as his partner. He goes super gentle and takes good care of u too. “I’m c*mming” u said as rolling back ur eyes. He also finished at the same time, laughters filled with joy.

Sukuna Ryomen

He is kinda so demanding. He would tell like what women are supposed to do and have to give a child. He is so traditional and will even go as far as asking u if u r a virgin:)

“Ofc! I’m a virgin! But do u really need to ask?!” U got sensitive to how he treats u. He would smirked and laughed about how u got all shy and angry with him. He finds it cute tho. But he would tease u like how u turn on just by his touches and u got embarrassed. He would tell u to verbally say how good he is when he fck u and he is also so possessive type. However, when he would treat u like his queen as yk he is the king of curses after all. He finished right inside u and u could feel the warmth of his c*m. He kissed u deeply and fell asleep.

Hope u enjoy! Likes, shares and comments would be really helpful! Thanks babies! <33

[petrichorium]

also on my hands and knees dying to know about ur divorce (and perhaps reconciliation maybe…) with sir croc

Firstly I wanna say croc is THE reason for the divorced tier I had everyone in the husband/fiance/bf (and cusp + complicated) tiers I had the list downloaded and then I looked at croc in the husband tier and I was like no. Divorced………

Anyway I think you’re a marriage of convenience at first. Crocodile needs a wife to look more like An Upstanding Citizen Ready To Settle Down for his plans in Alabasta, you need the stability and rapport for your own reasons. A deal was struck (including a nice shiny prenup and an easy way out for both of you), the wedding goes off without a hitch, and now you’re cohabitating.

You’re all but a stranger, truthfully, though he’ll admit you were one of the most beautiful brides he’s seen walking down the aisle. And he finds your presence in his home less distracting than expected—you stay out of his way mostly, though the pair of you eat meals together and sleep in the same bed and you are always expected to be on his arm for formal occasions. You’re more than decent company, slowly warming to him and growing more open; willing to give advice on occasion, even, and it’s good advice he’s prone to heeding.

Which is why he’s blindsided when you drop the papers on his desk. There’s little he can do—they were practically already signed before the wedding, and in the surprise he can’t compose himself enough to think up a proper protest. All he can do is fold his hands together as you turn to leave, clear his throat, and call out, “Might I ask why?”

You shrug. It almost seems sad. “I want something more. You’re a very busy man, I don’t think you can give that to me.”

And those words haunt him, all the more because every trace of you is gone in the span of a few days. He lays in his bed, alone, pondering how much you truly lived in his home and how much he truly had to give you. He thought he made sure you wanted for nothing—but, clearly, that wasn’t the case. And if he’d known you’d be gone in the span of a few years…

In hindsight perhaps he’d been a bit distant. His work took up the vast majority of his time. All those meals were more often than not spent in silence, with Crocodile leaving long before you finished your food; you were often asleep before he came to bed, still slumbering when he woke; he’d arrive to those formal events with you on his arm and part ways almost immediately, drawn to meet with some politician or another and leaving you on your own.

The bed feels empty.

And then he gets a report about Nefertari Vivi. It all goes downhill from there. The empire he spent years building crumbles beneath his feet, toppled by that godforsaken princess and the upstart pirate with a straw hat. And as he’s carted off to Impel Down… he still thinks of you.

It’s perhaps a good thing that you left when you did. In a certain sense it saved you, severing ties with him when you did. But foolishly he wonders about the timing—wonders if it would have happened at all if you’d stayed. Logically he knows the rationale is anything but sound.

Instinctively… whenever he gets out, whatever he intends to do next, he thinks he needs you at his side again.

So when the break-out happens, and Crocodile is given a freedom he’d nearly given up on, the first thing he does is begin to track you down.

It takes more than he thought it would. His web of informants isn’t half of what it once was, and his name no longer pulls as much weight, forced to remain in the shadows as he now is. You, meanwhile, catch onto the mystery person trying to keep tabs on you far too quickly for his liking—flighty thing, never quite setting down roots, quick to flee at the first sign of danger. A trait that has only seemed to worsen in his absence, it seems.

But it’s only a matter of time. He’s Sir Crocodile after all, back from banishment to the depths of the ocean, sure to see the sun again. His men close in on you within a year as he builds up his numbers again, but Crocodile ensures he’s the first to make contact.

He intends to show you immediately how things will be different this time.

You’ve made temporary home on a quaint little island, sharing a house with a little old granny who lets him in eagerly when he presents a bouquet and says it’s for you. There he waits, served tea and biscuits that he doesn’t taste.

And then the door opens. You pause when you see him, eyes wide—donning a breezy sundress you’d never have worn for him in Alabasta, your hair wind-tousled so unlike the meticulous updos he always saw you in, with a basket of produce under arm—and the sight of you has his chest unwinding. It’s like he can breathe again.

Not that he had any intentions to before, but the smell of your familiar perfume steels his resolve to never let you disappear again.

[maxipad031]

i want you (18+)

synopsis: you’re an arising model with a crush on the queen of wakanda that has finally manifested itself, and you catch her attention at the royal ball where the most important people attend. you, being from the river tribe happen to be born into one of those important families and you finally let shuri know how much you’ve been craving her, unaware she’s felt the same for maybe even longer than you have…

ubusuku obuhle - good evening, sthandwa - my love

contains: smut, shuri x black female reader, fingering, grinding, cunnilingus <3

picture on right for dress reference, song recommended below, lower case intended, enjoy x

finally, here you were, at 5pm, in your baba’s beautiful vibranium enriched vehicle, taking you from the river tribe city to the most important ceremony of the season. of course, you couldn’t hold your excitement as you saw the vast golden gates open at your arrival, signifying that you were in the golden tribe territory, which was a feeling you couldn’t get over. meanwhile, your mum and dad rambled on in the front about the tragedy that was the recent death of queen ramonda. “she was the best queen we ever had, wakanda will greatly suffer from this.” your dad uttered, before turning the wheel swiftly to the right as he drove down to the semi-full parking space. the whole country tilted sideways after the news and you couldn’t help but think about how the princess- no, queen shuri was feeling after also having lost her brother to an unknown disease.

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“yes mother.” you said hurriedly, as you undid ur seatbelt, carried your purse and opened the car door, closing it securely behind you. it took you three months to plan what you were going to wear for this day but it wasn’t even that amazing. you wore a blue dress that had cuts on the side which exposed some of your midriff as well as your back. moreover, it was sleeveless and exposed your upper torso, showing off your clean cut collarbones that fit your bone structure nicely. a large aureate necklace made from pure vibranium hung down your neck, complimenting your outfit in all its glory. you also wore some expensive golden heels that made you just a slight bit taller, but not too much. earlier, you had gone for a long hair appointment where they straightened your puffy 4c hair but also curled it, so it was like a 90s girls style which perfectly suited your facial features; it was no surprise as to why you appeared in many front pages of wakanda magazines, you were perfect model material.

“my daughter is so beautiful, you’ll definitely have all the men after you.” your mum complimented as she nudged your side, smiling from ear to ear as she looked and examined your stunning outfit.

“ah, that’s a stretch ma..” you smiled, rubbing your arm nervously. she never failed to make you feel good about yourself which is one of the reasons why she was one of your best friends.

“come on, oya chuku let’s go inside!” she excitedly says, calling my dad as he finally leaves the car. there aren’t much people outside which is understandable because it’s quite cold and the ball started an hour ago which means you were a bit late.

The three of you hurriedly went inside, bouncers at the door stop carefully scammed your invitation and once it was received as valid, the doors they guarded opened, revealing a literal paradise. the place was huge and you knew nothing but hard work went into building it. images on the walls explained their magical stories and exquisite artwork displayd themselves proudly. people dressed in wakandan attire bustled about, taking in their share of the surreal scenery. afrobeats blared in your ears from all directions, but the beats were so catchy and dance worthy, you couldn’t help but move your hips a little. you were so busy in your own world that you didn’t see your parents go off without you to talk to the elders. there wasn’t a lot of people there but it was enough to give you anxiety as you saw people eyeing you with looks of envy but also somewhat admiration? you were quite well known due to your popularity in the modeling industry but honestly you didn’t care, you just wanted to see…her.

the dora milajae stood around the room in a neat unified order, with their tall spears in hand, ready to handle any disruptions. their presence was formidable and reassured everyone’s safety; wakandan military was no joke at all. carefully, you roamed around the vicinity, finding the next best interesting thing. there were bars with any drink you could possibly think off as well as the lovely aroma of sweet bread and the notorious jollof rice. you weren’t hungry as you’d previously had some takeaway but you were killing for a drink, an alcoholic drink. your parents never let you drink any sort of alcoholic beverage as they strongly believed it was “bad for your soul”. obviously, they were superstitious as hell but you turned 20 two months ago and you’ve never drank before; you needed to have your share of fun right? with full confidence, you began your indirect journey to the bar ahead as you weaved in and out of people. before you could get there though, the loud sound of spears hitting the ground caused your body to jolt in shock as your eyes darted around the room in panic as to what was going on.

“haha, you’re as nimble as ever.” a familiar voice says out of nowhere from your left.

“kaya?” you questioned as you turned around, seeing your best friend walking up to you quite excitedly.

“yes bitch it’s me!” kaya squealed, hugging you tightly, “but we have to listen i think the queen is coming out now.” she said quietly after standing by your side as she pointed at the empty performance stage. you were happy about her arrival because at least you weren’t alone but upon hearing that, your heart started to race with anticipation as everyone in the ball room went hushed.

you felt your heart begin to swell as you waited; you don’t know why she made you feel such butterflies, but it was undeniably there, nestling within your chest.

all of a sudden, a cascade of claps roared up and you watched carefully as the queen of wakanda walked with confidence to the middle of the stage. you’re pretty sure your jaw physically dropped as soon as you saw her but you quickly put yourself together, looking around to make sure no one saw. queen shuri wore a black suit with crystal embezzles on the sides joining together at the back, as well as silver rings that perfectly snuggled around her slender fingers. she had recently shaved off her hair, leaving her with a buzz cut which did nothing but make her even more attractive for no reason. she wore black heels that perfectly complimented the outfit and made her even taller than she already was. she stood in the centre of stage, taking in the crowd of people below her as if she was mentally preparing what she was about to say.

“damn, she’s handsome as shit, right y/n.” kaya muttered shamelessly, looking at you for a reaction. you’d told her first about your infatuation with shuri and she wasn’t even the slightest bit surprise. she was a living embodiment of your type and kaya did believe you could actually pull it off. you turned to her, beaming widely as you nodded profusely to her comment. you looked back up at shuri and you swore you caught her looking at you but it was just for a split second before she cleared her throat and started to speak to her guests.

“ubusuku obuhle, thank you everyone for coming tonight,” she greeted, her accent thick with the dialect of wakanda, “as you all know i’ve been bethroned with the title of queen and i can assure you that i am determined to fulfill that duty as much as i can. wakanda is one of the most powerful nations in the world that my mother gave everything to and even though it’s almost impossible to walk in her noble footsteps, i want to be able to give my people all i can provide and make wakanda a better place for everybody.”

everyone in the crowd was solemn with the reminder of the queen ramonda, but nodded in agreement to shuri’s speech. they held nothing but trust for her and knew that she’d lead wakanda in the right direction.

you loved the way she spoke, with such intellect and passion that always managed to diffuse its way to everyone she talks to. her voice was almost like a lullaby that you’d sleep to but her words held such weight that never failed to impact you. although right now, everything she was saying was coming in one end and out the other as you stared longingly at her satisfying face, wishing to just smother it with kisses you know?

soon, she was done speaking and it had finished with the sea of claps again, even whistling making its way through the noise. she’d disappeared back behind the black curtains once again but you wish she’s come back and just blabber a little bit more so you could hear her sweet voice infest you ears. you mentally scolded your mind to stop having weird thoughts but it never really stopped. missing her already, you sighed and turned to kaya who was already waving at somebody she knew like the social butterfly she is.

“hey y/n, i’m going to go talk to him for a second, i’ll be back don’t worry!” kaya said, walking to a guy from the jibari tribe that she definitely liked.

“okay, don’t get pregnant, abeg.” you pleaded with fake concern. she laughed and flipped you off as she walked away. you internally smiled at her rather vulgar action but scoped your surroundings once again.

“oh yeah, my drink!” you remembered, throat parched even more as shuri took away all the last moisture left. you walked slowly, careful to not fall down in your heels and embarrass yourself. finally, you got there but were surrounding by people gisting and gossiping about god knows what. you catch the attention of the bartender, letting him now what you want.

“hey, may i have a dry martini?” you asked, remembering kaya had once told you to try it out other than the fact you have no knowledge of any alcoholic drinks.

“sure m’aam, do you have id?” he asked, waiting patiently for a reply.

you stopped, “uh…let me check.” fuck.

you hated situations like this. you faked checking inside your purse, knowing damn well your id was sitting on your dresser at home right now.

“fun fact, i actually left it at home, i’m 20 though.” you said, dropping your bag in a huff and hoping that would slide.

“no, i’m sorry you look younger, i need id.” he insisted, tapping his hand on the bar as other people behind you waited o order a drink too.

“shit, okay whatever never mind, it’s okay.” you said, waving your hand in dismissal as you exited the line. you didn’t know whether to take what he said as a compliment or an insult. bummed, you were about to walk away until you felt two hands grip your shoulders, pulling you back into your original position. annoyed, you look up to who had the audacity to touch you right now, when you were met with the last person you expected to see at this moment.

queen shuri?!?

your face immediately softened from the angry expression as she looked at you warmly with a bright smile, as if she’d known you for decades. your soul exited your body and buried itself out onto another planet as you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. surprised was an underestimate, you were bewildered, shocked, perplexed, all the above. you didn’t even have time to react as she shifted to talk to the bartender.

“put the dry martini on me, she’s actually my close friend and i can confirm she is of age, but thank you for taking your job seriously.” she bowed her head slightly as a sign of respect and the guy reciprocated.

“of course my queen, i’m sorry.” he apologized, heading to the back to whisk up the drink for you.

yes, your mouth was physically agape this time but the burning sensation of her hands still on your shoulders made your mind wonder into places you didn’t know it could. you side eyed her and slowly turned so your faces met once again before you looked away like a timide hamster.

“hello to you too.” she said with that raspy voice laced with her wakandan dialect. her hands finally left your shoulders and she turned her body to face you. you didn’t mean to be disrespectful or anything but you literally couldn’t formulate words right now, all your communication skills evaporated; you just stared at her.

she let out a little laugh, “ah, most people bow to me like 50 times but i guess you just like to stare.” she said jokingly, as she looked down at you from her overbearing height. as if clapped out of a trance, you stood straight and tilted your head forewards, “queen shuri, sorry for my manners.” you were trying your hardest to conceal your panic but it was probably quite obvious to shuri.

“no need for that, just call me shuri, it’s okay.” she said reassuringly, turning around to look at the landscape of the busy ball. people stared in awe at her and her aura was so powerful you could almost feel it; you couldn’t help but feel so inferior being this close next to her.

“what do you think, is it nice?” she asked, looking at you intently for an answer.

you gathered courage to look up at her but it immediately shriveled up as you met her hooded brown orbs, full of so much sincerity it was unreal.

“i think it’s beautiful, you did an amazing job which is obviously no surprise.” you replied, slowly gaining your confidence back.

“haha, you flatter me y/n.”

…what

how did she know your name? you stared up at her in confusion as you heard your name emitted from her loud and clear. she shifted her gaze to you, seeing your surprised expression, “you forget you’re kind of famous in wakanda right, you're on almost every magazine i see.” shuri explained with a smirk.

ah..

“yes, oh yes you’re right, i often forget that im perceived by other people.” you nervously chuckle, looking everywhere but her.

“you look amazing in them though, you could go global to be honest, your visuals are unreal.” she uttered in a quite sensual manner, turning her body to face you once again with her elbow propped against the bar; rizz overload. you could feel her eyes on you, maybe checking you out, but you couldn’t be too sure because you certainly weren’t looking up at her.

“that’s too large of a compliment, i doubt it.” you say, hands getting clammy as you fiddled with your bracelets trying your best not to freak the fuck out.

what do you do when the queen of fucking wakanda basically calls you hot?

yeah, i thought so.

"i could talk to your agents, work something out." she suggested, adjusting her suit like she wants to attract girls.

shit, fuck she was so sexy.

you coughed, trying to escape the thoughts swirling around ur head, “oh wow, that would be amazing my queen.” you smirked and bowed again almost teasing her.

“i told you to not do that.” she reprimanded and with a swift motion, she took your hand in hers, her soft palms enveloped with yours as she pulled you closer with her infamous smirk. her other hand snaked to the side of your waist and her face came close to your ear, her breath tickling the outside of it ever so slightly. you felt like you were about to explode, the pure charm this woman possessed was inhumane. however, your moment was interrupted by the cough behind you both, signifying your drink was ready; you lowkey forgot about it.

“oh, right thank you very much.” you quickly turned around quite embarrassed and formally bowed at the bartender as you took your dry martini, taking a careful sip.

shuri nodded at the man and turned her attention back to you, she watched as your face twisted in disgust as you swallowed some of the drink. it felt like hot iron just went down your throat and you don’t think you could ever get used to that. she couldn’t help but chuckle at your priceless expression.

“yeah, i can tell you don’t drink.” she commented, as you both walked along to the side to make space for others.

“yeah, this shit is nasty.” you said, swirling the drink in your hand, repulsed by the taste that was on your tongue a moment ago. yeah, you’re not drinking the rest of that so you stuck your hand out to try and give it to shuri.

“for me? aw, how nice but i don’t drink either thank you.” she cooed, kindly rejecting the poor dry martini as well.

damn, you two were more alike than you thought, i mean you never thought you’d get such a rare chance to be sharing a conversation with shuri to discover that but i guess you caught her attention.

she still took the glass from you and set it down upon a nearby table, holding eye contact with you the whole time.

the music was getting louder, the tension between the both of you thicker, you’re attraction to her growing as the seconds ticked away. as if she read your mind she asked, “do you want to leave, go somewhere more quiet?” her eyes bore into your soul as she stuck her hand out as an invitation for you to take it; what a gentlewoman.

you smiled, turning your head as you grew nervous but you ultimately accepted her hand and with that, the familiar feeling of her warm hands met yours and she led you both through the crowd. you had no idea where you were going but all you knew is that you were going to be alone with shuri, one on one, just you and her. peoples heads’ turned, eyes looked with curiosity since shuri was always the centre of attention so it was no surprise all eyes were on her. however, your social anxiety was going off the charts and you lowered your head in embarrassment. yes, you were used to it but not at the same time, you couldn’t explain it. there was a clear circle around you both as no one dared to interrupt the queen. curious as to where you were going, you looked up and saw kaya staring at you both wide eyed with a look of disbelief splattered across her face.

you mirrored her expression back and her face twisted into a smile, she mouthed, “you go girl!” as she lifted her fists in encouragement. you mouthed back, “thank you.” and waved goodbye at her as you continued to follow shuri who now had a tight grip on your hand as if letting go would cause something bad to happen. finally, she’d taken you behind the black curtain that she’d previously appeared from which hid the behind the scenes preparation for the ball. decorations hung loosely, tech people working on the lighting, some of the dora milaje guarding the rooms of the royal family. they saw you both but paid no attention as it wasn’t their business to know what the queen was up to, “here.” shuri’s voice was deeper as she pointed at a big noir coloured door infront of her. still holding your hand, she pushed it open with the other hand. the outer section lit up a bright purple as it recognized her handprints and let her in with ease. the technology in wakanda was insane and you knew it was due to shuri’s big brain power. the door opened to reveal a large room, quite modest in its aesthetic, large mirrors circled around the room, as it mimicked that of a walk in wardrobe. there was a long black couch situated in the corner where shuri led you to. her hand finally left yours as she sat down, moving some clothes to make some space for you.“i’m guessing this is your dressing room or something.” you said, still looking at each aspect of the place.

“mm, something like that.” shuri replied, shifting closer to you. you could tell she was feeling you right now but oh boy how she didn’t know how bad you wanted her to touch you all over-

“i’m gonna cut straight to the chase, i find you really attractive, and i anticipated your visit to the ball this evening.” shuri confessed, licking her two-toned lips flirtatiously as she said that. her voice remained deeper than before as she stared at you intensely for a reply. you were still shocked from the moment you met her but this was an opportunity of a lifetime and you weren’t going to waste it with your shy self.

“i’ll be so honest, i feel the same, i’ve wanted you ever since i saw.” you also confessed, mentally cringing at your words after you said them, but who cares, it was too late and she’d already heard them.

shuri didn’t reply to you, but a sly grin creeped upon her face as her piercing eyes averted from your face to your lap as her left hand moved to settle upon your exposed thigh from the slit in the dress, rubbing the smooth chocolate colored skin underneath. she looked back at you and she’s fixated on your glossy lips as her want for you grew uncontrollably.

yeah that’ll do it.

all the shyness in your body disappeared as you swiftly grabbed her face and looked at her lips as you hungrily joined them with yours. shuri deepened the kiss with equal needs as her hands desperately moved to touch what she can. you felt them carefully snake down to your ass and lightly squeeze it, which caused you to moan into her mouth. shuri used that as an opportunity to slip her tongue inside your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it as you moved closer to slightly grind yourself on her. the kiss went from soft and passionate to hungry and lustful as every touch felt like a spark of electricity coursing through your body, making you more horny than you already were; you could feel shuri smirking into the kiss as she knew how badly you wanted her. impatient as fuck, you arms laced themselves around shuri’s neck as her hands met your waist, pulling you closer as your fervent kiss was beginning to get more intense. shuri’s breath quietly hitched as you bit her lip, dragging your tongue over it slowly to soothe the pain it must’ve caused. with her superhuman black panther strength, shuri lifted you onto her lap where you accidentally broke the kiss due to your surprise.

you didn’t realise how much you needed air until you stopped kissing her but you just couldn’t get enough, if felt so fucking good.

“shit shuri, i want you so bad right now.” you whisper, against her now swollen lips, grinding your flexible hips down onto her lap as her large hands guided your movements. your hair stuck to your face that was being invaded with sweat as your body temperature increased. your cheeks had their fair share of melanin but they visibly blushed slightly red.

“mm, shh baby girl, let me make you feel good.” she lustfully whispered back, pulling your necklace and locking your lips together again. you were addicted to this feeling, like being high, but the drug was shuri. your blue dress had been lifted up to around your middle thighs as this was going on and shuri took this to her advantage as her slim fingers crawled up your dress to attend to the place you needed her the most.

your body felt like it was was ablaze and the air was thick and hot, almost suffocating. your kiss was beginning to get sloppier as the both of you tried to get every piece of each other. without hesistion, you undid shuri’s blazer button and took it off her lean torso revealing a black bralette under that hugged her chest nicely. she helped you take it off and threw it across the room, gripping your hips again as your lips were still attached like magnets.

eventually, shuri broke the kiss and her lips trailed down to your exposed neck where she attacked the melanin flesh, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin whilst teasing you under your dress touching everywhere but your pussy. everything shuri did was undoubtedly raising your libido levels and you didn’t ever think you could be so aroused; everyone you’d been with wasn’t able to make you feel this way. you raised your head up to allow her more access as lewd sounds and profanities spewed out of your mouth in response to her naughty antics. your hips moved on their own as you were desperate for any sort of friction. shuri could feel what you were doing and you jolted as you felt the pad of her two fingers press down gently on the outside of your pussy behind your panties. she peppered small kisses on your collarbones and chest which only heightened your desire; her foreplay game was unmatched.

“yes shuri, please touch me.” you alluringly pleaded, getting wetter with every aching second she wasn’t touching you.

“you don’t have to tell me twice y/n.” shuri moved you off her lap and laid you down onto the smooth couch below, spreading you out so she could see the beauty of all of you. you didn’t even care at this point, you just needed her in you.

shuri used three fingers to roughly move your white panties out of the way as she gently caressed the outside of your wet heat, a grin plastered on her face as your slickness soon started to coat them.

“you’re so wet for me baby.” shuri commented looking straight into your bambi eyes, enjoying the major effect she had on you.

you could see the smug look on your face, but your eyes were half-lidded and mouth slightly ajar as you nodded your head as permission for shuri to keep going. the speed at which she was circling your clit started to increase and your chest was rising and sinking quicker in response to the pleasure. shuri paused and your eyes flickered open as you wondered why she had stopped “can i pull this down?” she queried, referencing to the part of your dress covering you boobs. you profusely nodded as you desperately wanted her to continue. swiftly, she pulled it down and licked her lips like she just saw a 5 course meal. she admired the way your boobs perfectly sat on your torso, just looking so inviting. whilst still touching you, she leaned down and took your right nipple in her mouth, tongue swirling over it skillfully as she looked up at you to see your expression. you were looking at her but the eye contact along with the sensation of her fingers brushing along your clit and the feeling of her warm tongue on your sensitive nipple caused you to throw your head back, the titillating sensation becoming too much for you to handle, “ngh, yes shuri more fuck.”

shuri abruptly stopped sucking and moved up whilst leaning down besides you.

"you like that?" shuri whispered in her ear as she switched her focus to your pussy, rolling your swollen clit in between her fingers. the sentence equipped with her actions obviously ignited something in you as your melodic moans grew louder with your thighs starting to tremble. shuri laughed lowly and placed two agile fingers inside of you, meeting a bit of resistance.

you tensed and hissed at the stretch but then melted into it slowly as it started to progressively feel good. shuri then began to rapidly move her lanky fingers in and out of you as you began to writhe in pleasure,

"oh my god shuri, don't stop!" you begged, relishing in the way she was effortlessly fucking you.

your insides were warm and shuri’s shoulder muscles tensed as she searched to feel the rough and sensitive flesh for your g-spot. she seemed to have found it as you suddenly arched you back into shuri, gripping her muscular shoulders tightly and squeezing your eyes shut. you flung her head back once again as you felt a tight knot forming in your lower stomach; your orgasm was so close. shuri could tell by your wrinkled eyebrows and pleasure-filled face that continuing would make you soon cum so she quickly took her fingers out to do something else which made you jump and become upset from the sudden feeling of emptiness. however, you felt shuri slip your panties off fully and move lower, which made you immediately realize what was happening.

as expected, the ecstatic feeling was quickly replaced by shuri’s wet and warm tongue lapping up the slick stuck to the side of your thighs and using it to get lots of moisture on your now swollen clit.

you cried out, “shuri!”

shuri hummed in response, which resonated throughout your whole body and added to the buildup of your eventual release. shuri began to wildly suck on your throbbing pussy at a pace she knew would have you on edge in a matter of seconds. enjoying how sweet you tasted, she massaged your folds with her tongue and tasted every bit of you that she could. she looked up to see you looking at her through hooded eyes and she confidently kept the eye contact, which forced you to look away. although, you bucked your hips up to meet shuri’s quick tongue for maximum pleasure. your toes curled and you gripped the sofa to the point where there were indents of your long finger nails as you dragged it down harshly in reply to shuri’s amazing head abilities. your hands were lost and didn’t know where to go but ended up on shuri’s smooth shaven head as you pushed her down further into your pussy.

"argh shit, i'm really going to cum." your abdomen tensed as you gained awareness of the familiar feeling of your release brewing up. you tried to quell it since you didn't want this insane feeling to end already, but it was a struggle since shuri was being cruel and not letting up.

the atmosphere was doing nothing for shuri to subdue her own arousal.

"cum for me baby." shuri commanded in a hushed tone, licking your clit with the tip of her tongue slowly and blowing cool air on it to see how your body reacted to it.

your harmonious and lascivious voice rolling her name off the tip of her tongue was so stimulating to shuri and she could feel herself growing wetter too. the pure eroticism that emanated from the body beneath her was enough fuel for shuri to use and she reached up, trailing along your toned body that now had a thin layer of sweat, to find one of your small breasts that she had since neglected and it fit right in her hand like it was meant to be. she caressed it, while still working downstairs and fiddled the brown nub in between her fingers, which was the last straw and instantly drew you over the edge. with a loud squeal, you had finally reached your long awaited peak which caused you to occasionally spasm as the orgasm overwhelmed your body, making you sigh in pleasure, and slowly inch away from shuri since your sudden sensitivity just couldn't handle it anymore.

shuri, being the meanie she was, wasn't having it though and she wrapped her arms around the back of your shaking thighs, pulling you back into her firm grasp, "where do you think you're going? i'm not full yet."

she began to eat you out again with two hands nestled above your pubic bone. you knew how she won all those fights because the sheer strength she currently obtained was crazy as you literally couldn’t physically pull away from her.

"shuri...please." you whimpered, trying to tug her head away, not wanting to cum two times in a row in such a small amount of time.

shuri was really enjoying this though,

"you taste so good, i can't stop myself."

yet, she could see you on the verge of tears so she pushed her sadistic ways to the side for the moment and finally stopped to give you a break. she pulled her mouth away from your warm heat which was glistening from slick and some of her saliva. she gave it one last peck and then slowly climbed up to you and kissed you passionately in which you openly welcomed. the fact you were kissing her when she was just making out with your cunt was kind of dirty but really hot at the same time. she pulled your chin up with her hand and kissed you deeper, hands caressing your chest gently. you did the same and your hands wandered, exploring shuri’s body as you wished to touch her in the same way she just did to you. she gladly complied and let you do it but the moment was brought to a halt.

suddenly, you heard a very sharp knock on the door which caused you both to stop kissing as you jumped out of your skins. your head twisted to the door and then at shuri as you looked at her, in deep fear of you both being caught. she chortled at your expression and held a finger to her face to shush you.

frozen in position, you both waited for it to stop but it continued, harder this time.

“my queen, are you in there?”

“okoye?” shuri yelled out in a slightly annoyed tone due to her disruption and the fact she’s possible going to leave with blue balls.

“oh, you’re safe, thank bast.”

“why are you calling me, what’s wrong.” shuri asked as she picked up her abandoned blazer from the floor, wore it and began to button it up again. you did the same, pulling down your dress from your waist, and picking up your panties that had somehow found it’s way onto the floor. you wore them again and walked towards the mirror so you could properly see yourself.

“you’re needed in the ballroom to attend special guests.” she announced, “are you okay, should i come in?” she sounded worried but stern simultaneously.

“no, no! okoye it’s okay, i’ll be out in five minutes.” shuri replied calmly, watching you closely as you used the mirror to fix up your hair and outfit as if nothing just happened.

“okay, my queen.” okoye’s footsteps could be heard leaving the door and you both sighed in relief.

“fucking hell, that was close.” your heart was about to beat out of your chest as you held your face in your hands, laughing underneath them as the embarrassment of what you’d just done was coming back to you.

“i bet you liked the thrill though.” shuri walked up behind you, her arms gripping your waist as she pulled your ass into her crotch. you dodged her attempt to kiss your neck and playfully pushed her away, “whatever weirdo.”

she laughed and turned you around to face her, kissing your forehead sweetly, “i’m sorry we couldn’t continue sthandwa, but keep these and i’ll be in contact with you very soon.” she took out a pair of kimoyo beads from her trouser pockets and placed it in your hand, closing it herself manually as a sign that you should keep it. it was so pretty, your name in wakandan alphabet was all around it, the light glow of vibranium was a perfect accessory that you wouldn’t mind keeping until you died to be honest. it was like she planned all of this.

“will you track me or something.” you placed it on your wrist, watching how it perfectly complimented your skin colour.

“mm, maybe.” shuri ruffled your soft black hair and walked towards the vast door, opening it and standing to the side so you could walk out first, “thank god no one else can open this.” she said, closing the door behind you both. the latch clicked and it was locked once again under the command of shuri.

“that would’ve been dreadful.” you said, head leaning on shuri’s chest as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

“definitely.”

you both walked back into the ball ready to act as if nothing unholy just went down between the both of you…but it was obvious, everyone could probably tell, down to the wobble in your walk to the dark red mark that had magically appeared out of the blue onto your neck.

what a mystery.

[imdoingsortagay]

about ur last post, if Im first i just want sub! intersex! nat and dom! reader. just reader tying nat up and then giving her messy head and then after that riding her (if u dont write intersex characters it can be with a cum filled strap too) 🙏🏻

smut below the cut: Sub!Natasha, Dom!reader ( with powers), brat!Natasha, cum filled straps.

Let me know if you want a part 2

For a trained spy and Avenger, you didn't think that your girlfriend would be caught doing something silly as trying on your straps while you were gone as she was always on alert when you were out of the house.

For a trained spy and Avenger, you didn't think that your girlfriend would be caught doing something silly as trying on your straps while you were gone as she was always on alert when you were out of the house.

The day had started with Natasha deciding to brat out, something she rarely does as she always wants to be the best for her Mommy. It was out of character for you too and you gave her the appropriate punishment before leaving for the day to deal with some paperwork for Tony.

" I want you to be a good girl for Mommy Natty," you tell her, grabbing her chin with her hand so she makes eye contact.

" Yeah yeah I get it," she says and rolls her eyes at you.

" I'm going to go finish some paperwork from my last mission and I better have my sweet little princess back or else I won't be nice to you, Natty baby," you say and kiss her on the cheek before going to work.

As the door closes to your shared apartment, Natasha makes a run to your bedroom, feeling excited that she's been left alone to do what she wants.

" What she wants" is looking into your stash of toys to try on the new cum filled strap that you had explicitly ordered for Natasha to use on a special occasion.

" Mommy is going to love this," Natasha tells herself, being extra careful not to damage the box so that she can put it back right before you show up. She had seen you put on straps many times to know what to do, smiling at herself as she does it.

Meanwhile, you were in pure hell finishing these reports for Tony, Wanda keeping you company as she waits for Tony to get done with some little glitches on her Zynthazoid companion.

" How's Natasha doing Anyways? I haven't seen her in a week and I need her to tell me her food recipe I'm making", Wanda says and you cover your hands in your face trying not to remember her attitude from earlier in the morning.

" Being a brat at home," you tell her.

" Yet here you are at work while she's free to be a brat alone at your apartment y/n?" Wanda asks.

" I should be back in about 2 more hours though," you pause," not like she'd risk pissing me off more".

" You need to use that new spell I showed you about," your team members tell you," since I know it'd be a hit for you".

" Why do I feel like you've used this speel before Wanda....." you tell her suspiciously.

" All I'm saying is that it happened before Vision happened and the girl felt amazing".

Using your magic, you finish the reports with the snap of your finger and get the spell from your friend. Natasha was going to have a night to look for.

an hour  and a half later

Natasha had looked through all your strap collection but her attention could not get past the new one with the cum reservoir, mind going to nasty thoughts. Failing to hear the door to the apartment open to hear you come in.

“ oh princess I’m home!!!!” You call out, frowning when you aren’t greeted by an obedient Natasha waiting for her mommy like always.

You call your girlfriend again and after a couple of minutes look around the apartment until you make it to your shared bedroom.

“ What are you doing with mommy’s new strap princess?”

 Natasha quickly turns around to see you leaning on the door frame, anger written all over your face that she’s discovered your new toy. 

“ I’m using your toy mommy,” She proudly proclaims” just like you”. 

“ Even after being a brat you still decide to look at what mommy was gonna keep a surprise? Oh, you dumb slut,” and all Natasha do is stay silent as you get closer to her, unsure of what to say that can get her on your good side. Yet one part of her wants to push your buttons.

“ get on the bed you dirty slut,” you order.

“ I wasn’t even touching myself Mommy I was being good-“

“ is my sweet little princess talking back? “

With no time to spare, your girlfriend gets on the bed, feeling a bit afraid of the punishment that you’ll be giving her. She sits patiently on the bed with her back on the bed frame when she feels your magic tie her hands behind her back as you giggle at the sudden movement. Once her hands are comfortably tied, the strap that Natasha had abandoned earlier is back attached to her body comfortably and she wonders whether this is a punishment for her or pleasure. 

“Mommy why is the strap on me-” 

“ Shut your mouth Natty, let me do my spell, and then I might tell you” she hears you explain, mesmerized as always when you practice or even do magic in front of her. The movement of your hands calms her down a bit while she wonders what you might have planned for her tonight. 

“ Can you be a good girl for me princess?” you ask the woman above you, slowly pumping the fake cock when Natasha starts to whine a bit at the feeling. You start to giggle the more speed you pump the strap as all your girlfriend can do is whine and whimper in defeat that she’s tied to the bed with your body holding down her legs. 

“ Princess,” you say as you grab her chin,” Mommy used a special spell on you so that you feel me”. Natasha might have superhuman strength compared to you, and easily throw your body off but she loves when you praise her for being a good princess. Natasha has already done so much to piss you off today, not a good idea to add onto your punishment. 

“ You are going to be a good girl and sit here while Mommy is going to use you, I think that should be fine right honey? Especially after the stressful day that you caused me to have I think that I deserve that huh ?” 

“ Can you do that for me, sweet Princess?” 

“ Yes mommy I can” she responds back as you slowly begin to pump the cock. 

Natasha doesn’t know what’s coming tonight.

[wonusite]

i'm a total whore and weak for somnophilia, so all i'm imagining is somnophilia w/ minwon. like, imagine them coming home from a long day, eager to see you. and they're greeted by the site of you fast asleep, whimpering and humping your pillow. maybe add in you wearing mingyu's sweatshirt and a pair of wonwoo's boxers and they go absolutely FERAL.

this is actually so hot and i wrote way more than I originally intended but idcidcidc

ok so i can easily picture them super tired and worn out from the day they’ve had, but the thought of seeing you when they get home gives them a burst of energy. ofc it’s so late that you’re already asleep when they do get home. still, the sight they find is just as good. the sweatshirt that is large even on gyu’s big frame is riding up and exposing your skin while wonu’s boxers are deliciously clinging on to your wet cunt. their dicks immediately get hard when they see you moaning and whimpering in your sleep, unconsciously grinding on ur pillow.

“so pretty.” gyu groans, quickly undressing himself to join you in bed.

“the prettiest.” wonu agrees, doing the same.

your bfs quickly crowd you, wonwoo behind you while mingyu gets in front. they’re careful not to wake you before they do anything bc they know how much u love to wake up w their tongues or cocks inside you.

ofc gyu is a bit eager, thinking it’s so cute and hot that you’re moaning for them in your no-doubt wet dreams. wonu gives him a warning look, and all gyu does is pout but complies. gently, wonwoo replaces the pillow with his hand a low growl building in his throat as he starts to rub you through his boxers. meanwhile, gyu starts to spread your thighs, knowing exactly what wonu wants to do.

they both pull off the boxers, exposing your hot, wet cunt to the air. mingyu moans, cock leaking with precum at the thought of being inside you and tasting you. but he has to be patient he knows. so he waits until wonwoo is easing his thick cock inside you, loving the sight of your tight little pussy stretching around the veiny organ. he’ll never understand how wonu doesn’t moan loudly like he always does, but then that would surely wake you up and ruin the treat they want to give you.

wonwoo slowly starts to thrust, hands sliding under mingyu’s sweatshirt to play with your tits. “what are you waiting for gyu? don’t you want a taste?”

he doesn’t need to be told twice, eagerly diving in to latch his mouth on your quivering cunt. mingyu groans lowly at the taste, messily licking you all over as well as wonu’s cock as he fucks it into you. a carnal squelching noise fills the room, and now both of your boys are just waiting for you to wake up.

your moans and whimpers grow louder the more they stimulate your soaking pussy. gyu looks up to see your eyelids twitching. he smirks into your cunt and pushes your legs open further as he keeps suckling on your quivering clit.

wonu notices you’re starting to stir and starts to fuck you a little harder, barely containing himself at the feeling of your tight cunt and mingyu’s tongue on him. he pinches your nipples and tugs on them, wanting so badly for you to wake up.

which you do. you’re gently pulled out of your sleep by an intense pleasure. your bleary eyes scan the room in an unfocused way, only to settle on the head of messy locks between your legs. blinking into reality, you realize warm hands are toying with your tits at the same time you feel a familiar cock stretching your open.

“nu. gyu.” you moan quietly, immediately grabbing the attention of your two bfs.

“hey, pretty.” wonu moans in your ear, still fucking your little pussy open.

“what were you dreaming about, princess?” gyu asks immediately, gently kissing your aching cunt. “us?”

you mewl softly, still delirious from your sleep and the mind-numbing pleasure the two gorgeous men you call yours are giving you. “always.”

“did you miss us, baby?”

you nod, turning to give wonwoo a heated kiss. his thrusts start to get rougher, but the ache is soothed by mingyu’s tongue. and although you love the sensation, you want something else.

“gyu.” you moan. “want a kiss.”

your large puppy bf doesn’t hesitate to give you exactly what you want. he moves from between your legs to shove his tongue in your mouth, letting you taste yourself. you moan into his mouth, tugging him closer to you.

as you pull away, you can’t help but feel proud at the dazed look on his face. slowly, you trail your hands down his muscular body until you have your hand wrapped around his aching cock. you pump it a few times, looking at mingyu through your eyelashes.

“want your cock, too.”

you hear both men groan, knowing that the night is only just getting started.