#nani’s nasty 19

[ameliora-j]

𐐪𐑂 missionary and cowgirl about draco malfoy. not sure if you still write about him though also congrats

i don’t but i’ll make one exception for you bae!

cowgirl: tying up sub!draco and sitting on his face. you’re facing his cock and his tongue is buried deep in your weeping little cunt. his tongue flicking over your swelling bud as he pants and whines into your pussy. you’re edging and overstimulating his swollen red cock, laughing at the way it leaks and how his abs flex when he gets close. the way he all but sobs when you pull away from him. feeding him his cum as you ruin his orgasm and laugh at his pathetic tears

[kchuarts]

Flowers in Blood

A/N: I am SO sorry for the late update. I've been in a funk and blegh. Well, 2 months later here we are and I'm updating!

 Summary: Love hurts 

Warnings: none really that I can think of 

Taglist: @lucywrites02​, @shiningloki​

Chapter 19: Cyclamen

SMACK!

Abbadon hit the floor after being struck by her brother, tears in her eyes. “He was one of your men!! Why do you have to take it out on me!?” 

“He was one of the finest I had!! He did not waste time and kept his promises, unlike YOU.” Daniel pointed a finger at his younger sister and grabbed her by her throat. “Travis being killed is a greater loss to me than losing you as Wolfsbane’s leader!! He was not soft nor did he hesitate to go through with murder!!” He shoved Abbadon to the ground and breathed heavily, staring at her with such malice in his gaze. Truth be told, Daniel never felt any true love for his sister and only used her as a pawn in his games. He knew that one day she would do exactly as she has done and try to escape the family business of crime. “In addition, he didn’t have a snivelling brat that I had to lock up-” 

“YOU LEAVE MY SON OUT OF THIS!!” Abbadon stood to her full height, teeth bared and fists clenched. “Nikolai has nothing to do with your vile follower’s death! The only one who is at fault here, is you.” She snarled. “Maybe if you were not such a piss poor crime lord, none of your lackies would be dead!” 

“So you think you are better suited for the job then, dear sister?” Daniel growled, snapping his fingers. At the sound of the snap, four of his bodyguards came in with their guns pointed at Abbadon. “If I remember correctly, you wanted no part of this. All you wanted to do was run away with that silly dream of yours. It is not my fault at all here, I did nothing wrong! It was their piss poor decision to be vulnerable.” 

The honey brown eyed woman knew what Daniel was trying to do and his gaslighting tactics would not work on her. She had grown up with this form of abuse and had become a master at detecting it. “Say what you want, Daniel. You know deep down it is your fault because you cannot process it through that thick bloody skull of yours.” Abbadon pursed her lips tightly as the barrel of a gun was held beneath her head. “Do it. Kill me and see how far it gets you.” She did not fear death. 

For a moment, Daniel considered blowing her head off but raised his hand for his men to stand down. A sick smirk spread across his face and he clicked his tongue, “Would you want little Nikolai to suffer? Knowing his mother chose death instead of him? Such cowardice… Perhaps I can raise a little soldier out of-” 

WHACK!!

Abbadon’s fist connected to her brother’s face and almost immediately she was tackled to the ground. “I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE MY SON OUT OF THIS YOU EVIL FUCKER!!” She screamed, struggling against the men holding her down. 

The leader of Belladonna wiped his now bloodied lip and chuckled to himself. “The anger of a mother never gets old. Take her away back to her cell. I no longer want to see this traitor for the time being.” He paused and then looked at Abbadon with a smile. “Oh and if she tries anything, make sure that little Nikolai learns a lesson of when his mother decides to be a bitch.” 

“My, my.” Another woman’s voice enters the room. She giggles at Abbadon and motions the bodyguards to stop for a moment. Her long purple nails sink into the auburn haired woman’s jaw as she forces her to look into her black, cat like eyes. “Abbadon, you look positively dreadful. Then again, you’ve always been hideous in my eyes.” The Korean woman gave Abbadon a toothy grin before letting her go, but not before slashing her nails across her cheek. She continued to laugh as Abbadon cried out in pain from the unprovoked attack and made her way over to Daniel. “I hope that you have made yourself comfortable my dear leader.” She purred, wiping her now bloodied nails on a handkerchief before offering her hand to Daniel. 

Swiftly, Belladonna’s leader took her hand and placed a chaste kiss on the back of it before releasing it. “I can assure you that I much enjoy Seoul more than I do Tokyo. Thank you, Churihyang.” 

Daphne’s leader, Dea “Churihyang” Park, had become Daniel’s most favored branch due to his partial favor to Korea and Dea’s tenacity. He enjoyed having her as an ally. While she was certainly lazy in some aspects, she never failed to impress. “Excellent! My dear leader I have much to show you~ I’ve got new women that I need you to inspect.” Dea smiled wickedly, giving a chesire like expression and led Daniel into the den of The Tigress. 

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What felt like days had finally come to an end once Jonathan and Katie had reached a nearby city. There was no possible way they would be able to make it back to Tokyo as they hadn’t the faintest idea of where they were exactly. In the meantime, they stopped by the local clinic and had Katie assessed for any sort of damages. 

“Sate, hidoku sonshō shita mono wa nani mo nai yōdesu.” A female doctor nodded, smiling at Katie. “Tadashi, seikō suru mae ni sukunakutomo 2-shūkan matsu koto o o susume shimasu. Anata wa mada kanzen ni chiyu shite imasen.” She added. 

The brunette nodded and inwardly sighed at the fact she couldn’t have sex for around two whole weeks. “Arigatou. Kanarazu adobaisu sa sete itadakimasu.” She tried to hide her disappointment from the news. It wasn’t the end of the world but she wanted Pine to claim her again and make her forget that whole experience. 

Jonathan looked over at the clock on the wall of the waiting room and chewed the inside of his cheek. “Could really go for a smoke right now.” He muttered under his breath. 

“Ja, arigatou! Sayonara!!” Katie came out of the office and looked at Jonathan with a pout. “We have to wait two weeks.” She whined. 

“Oh come on, it’s not like it’s the worst thing in the world to wait.” Pine took her hand in his own, lacing his fingers into hers and walking out of the clinic. “Right now I could use your help in finding a place to buy cigarettes.” He peered around, his hunger for nicotine needing to be sated. 

Katie scoffed at him and giggled, “I can wait two weeks for sex but you can’t wait for more than a minute for those gross cigarettes of yours.” 

Jonathan rolled his eyes, pulling her along in search of some smokes. 

Once they had found some cigarettes, Katie and Jonathan returned to the hotel they were staying at. “Oh my god it feels so nice to wear pants again.” Katie fell back against the bed and laughed as she heard Jonathan sigh loudly at her comment. 

“You’ve been saying that ever since we got new clothes. It’s getting a bit annoying.” He stared out from the balcony, cigarette between his lips. 

“I know, but I’m just telling the truth.” Katie rolled over to the side Jonathan slept on and propped herself up on her elbows. She couldn’t stop herself from staring at what a nice ass her boyfriend had. In truth, he had a nice everything. The only thing she could do without was that nasty smoking habit of his. “Can I suck you off?” She asked abruptly 

Jonathan inhaled quickly and began to cough violently, turning around and patting his chest. “I beg your pardon?” He got a control of his coughing and looked at her bewildered. 

Katie’s cheeks turned red and she gave a coy smile, “Can I give you head? It’s not fair that you have to wait for me-” 

“No.” 

“No?” Katie was taken aback. 

“No.” Jonathan confirmed and put the cigarette out in the ashtray, walking in and sitting in the chair next to the bed, facing her. “You don’t have to do anything to please me. Just you being alive is more than enough satisfaction for me. I want you to remember this; you don’t owe anyone anything.” His face fell into a serious expression. 

Katie thought about it for a moment and realized that she was using an old habit of hers when she was with Travis. He had always told her that it wasn’t fair for him whenever she got something she wanted, and that she owed him more than her own worth. “Oh…” She sat up, biting her lip and feeling the urge to cry come on. “But Travis-” 

“But Travis what, Kate!? He’s dead!!” Pine snapped at her and immediately regretted doing so as he saw her eyes glittering with tears. His face softened and he shook his head, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that- but Kate, please realize that he cannot hurt you anymore and that he is gone. You are free.” He tried to take her hand but she pulled it away. 

“He is still here though!! You don’t get it!! I see him in my dreams and I hear his voice tormenting me every single fucking day! You helped quiet his voice for a while but his voice… It’s so loud.” She grabbed her head, covering her ears. 

Jonathan sat there and inhaled deeply, running a hand through his hair. “Katie I think we need a break.” He let the words fly out of his mouth without abandon. 

“What?” She looked up, her eyes wide.” 

Pine growled out of frustration and stood up. “You just can't let him go! You’ve been so hyperfocused on him this entire time and while I believe you love me, you still have an unhealthy attachment to a dead man. You’re acting like a child- because you are one!! I should have never-” 

“Never what?! Don’t fucking finish that sentence!! Don’t you dare!!” Katie sobbed, her mind racing a mile a minute. He was breaking up with her when she needed him most. “You know what? Nevermind.” She got up quickly, her lip quivering. “If you really think that low of me, then why did you decide to want something with me? You’re still playing games, Jonathan Pine. I-I’m done. My heart cannot take anymore of this shit.” Her voice cracked a little and she stormed out, exiting the hotel. Tears ran down her face as she made her way over to the Shinkansen and took the first train back to Tokyo. 

Jonathan didn’t even try to chase after her this time and just sat there, staring at the ground. He ran his hands over his face and began to cry in broken sobs. Not only was he angry at Katie for her sudden actions and potentially putting herself in danger, but he was angry at himself. She needed him and he fucked up bad. He could only hope that she would return to the rental, pack her things, and fly back to the USA. That’s what he originally wanted after all, he didn’t truly love her did he? Who was he to talk when Sophie’s death also plagued his mind, each day and night. 

By the time Jonathan had gotten back to the rental, all of Katie’s things were gone. It hurt his heart to have the place so empty. Sure, they had a hell of a time and not exactly pleasant but he missed the sound of Katie’s voice. “It’s for the best.” He sighed, running his hands through his hair and sitting down in a chair, thinking what to do next. 

“Is it?” 

Pine got up quickly, pulling out his gun that he now carried on him. “Roper! I know you’re here!” He growled, looking around the house and finding Richard making himself at home in the kitchen. 

“Tea?” Roper held up the kettle but put it down as he heard Jonathan load the gun, making it ready to go. “Alright, don’t then.” He muttered and pulled a gun of his own out. “You know it’s ironic that here we are in Japan where guns are heavily restricted-” 

“ENOUGH!! Why are you here!?” Jonathan’s hands started to become clammy. 

Roper looked around, raising his eyebrows “Your little vixen is gone is she? Oh dear, hopefully she’s somewhere safe. Masayuki is dead so you don’t have to worry about him… Also, nice job killing Travis-” 

The look in Jonathan’s eyes was one of intent and he wasn’t about to play around anymore. 

“Fine, fine. No small talk either. I just thought I would stop by since I was in the neighborhood. Check in on my old friend Andrew Birch.” He gave a toothy smile, now walking in a circle as Pine still held his gun up. Roper was not one to back down either as his gun was also aimed at the other man. “I’m here to tell you that you’re not done. If you haven’t figured it out already, we both have a common enemy; Daniel.” 

“What’s he to you? I thought all of you crime lords were the same, don’t you have some sort of alliance going on?” Jonathan felt a bead of sweat roll down his face as he concentrated, watching Roper carefully for any sudden moves. 

“All that time under my wing and you didn’t bother to learn that we don’t form alliances? Pish Posh, Andy! I expected better from you. Even Corky knew better and he was inebriated half of the fucking time!” Roper’s smile faded and he raised his gun a little higher, still walking a circle of questionable predicaments. “No. He is nothing more than a nuisance in the scheme. His work is so sloppy and I can tell he’s stopped with being all fancy and putting flowers on the crime scenes. He messes everything up and someone has to put an end to the short-tempered bastard.” Roper shrugged. 

“Then why come here? Why come to me, knowing that I want nothing more than to put a bullet in your skull?” Jonathan hissed, narrowing his eyes. 

“I’m here to tell you that the Japanese police force is after Todd Redwood and Kit Redwood. They are warranted for arrest and will be sentenced accordingly for all the crimes they committed. I know I said I wouldn’t help you anymore, but this little game is just too fun! If I were you, Andrew Birch, Jonathan Pine, Jack Lindon, Thomas Quince, Todd Redwood… I’d run.” 

Jonathan swallowed hard, “How long until they reach us?” 

“Twenty minutes. Pack your bags and I’ll get you out of here and on the way to Seoul. I know that Miss O’Connor is already there and by herself. If you still have any care for her in the world, I suggest you hurry. The Tigress has a fondness for women with green eyes.” Roper watched as Jonathan made a run for it to grab his belongings. 

It only took five minutes for Pine to grab his things and hop into Richard’s car, speeding off toward the airport. Thankfully, Richard owned his own private transportation so Pine wouldn’t have to worry about being caught… Until he did. 

Richard whipped his head around, hearing police sirens blaring as he drove like a maniac. “We’ve got company!! Do me a favor and blow some tires.” He focused on the road. Several more police cars came into view, speeding toward them. 

Pine nodded, pressing the window button and leaning out of the car. He aimed his gun at the wheels and shot at them. Jonathan sincerely hoped that he wouldn’t hurt anyone or cause a giant mess. Unfortunately, one of the police cars flipped over, causing two more to crash into it at full speed. Jonathan felt sick and hurled out of the window at the fact he had killed innocent officers just trying to do their job. 

“A pig is a pig! Get over it!” Roper rolled his eyes. 

“Th-Those were innocent men!! They have families!! I-I killed them-” Jonathan felt sick again and threw up a second time out of the window. 

Richard groaned loudly, hitting the gas and finally out running the officers to cease Pine’s antics. “Come off it. You’ve killed a man or two plenty of times before and now you’re getting upset over it? You’ve grown soft!” He slaps Pine’s back, making sure he didn’t have anything left in his stomach to vomit. 

Jonathan coughs and rests his head against the headrest of his seat, closing his eyes. When he closed them, all he saw was Katie. It had only been a day since he last saw her but it was killing him. 

“So, we’ve got around five hours at the rate I’m driving. Why don’t you tell me what happened between you and your little lass.” Richard prodded. 

“No.” Jonathan growled. 

“Suit yourself. I completely understand the lack of trust and I would do the same exact thing.” 

True to his word, Roper and Pine reached the airport in five hours. Jonathan stepped out of the car and stumbled a bit. He shot Roper a glare when he heard him snort in amusement. 

“Not even a thank you? After all I’ve done-” Richard began to speak. 

“You haven’t done me any favors yet. Until you’re six feet under ground, then you will have done me a favor.” Jonathan huffed, opening up the trunk and pulling his belongings out. He quickly made his way to the plane and didn’t even look back. All he wanted was for Katie to be safe, he understood why she was mad at him. He could only hope that she understood his frustrations in turn. 

Once Jonathan had boarded the plane, Roper pulled his phone out and got into his car. “He’s on his way now. I don’t know where lassie is over your neck of the woods, but she shouldn’t be too hard to find. Remember, don’t grab him until you have her.” 

Katie paced back and forth, biting her nails as she began to panic. She had gotten herself into a big mess trying to do this on her own. First of all, she didn’t even know where to start or who to ask. All she knew was that Daphne needed to be taken down and arrested, not killed. She was so tired of all the death around her, all the frustration. Travis’s death seemed to impact her more than she thought as the moment of him falling replayed over and over. “Cam…” She broke down into tears, falling to her knees and holding her face in her hands. “Cameron I wish you were here!! I don’t know what to do anymore!!” She continued to sob, curling into a fetal position. “I’m so lost and, and Travis is dead and Jonathan hates me-” She stopped for a moment, her mood suddenly turning angry. “That stupid son of a bitch!!” She stood up, punching the hotel pillow over and over. “I hate you!! I hate you! I hate you, Pine!! You fucking asshole!!” her sobs became more intense as she then grabbed the pillow and hugged it. Katie unleashed a heart wrenching scream into the pillow so as to not draw any attention to her room. That was the last thing she needed. 

The brunette gasped as she came up for air but let out another ugly sob. “I still love you!! I still love you Jonathan!” She couldn’t deny herself. Katie knew it wouldn’t take a day for her to get over Travis and that it would take time, but she needed Pine’s love and help. “I’m so stupid!! I’m so fucking stupid!!” She buried her face back into her pillow and screamed again. 

Katie sobbed for around three hours until she could cry no more, eventually passing out for the evening. Her last conscious thoughts were of being in Jonathan’s arms, where she felt the safest. 

The door to Katie’s room clicked open, yet it did not wake her up. Jonathan walked in, sighing and knowing that this was a horrible idea. He saw Katie laying on the bed, tightly clutching a pillow with tear stains on her cheeks. Carefully, he moved her into a more comfortable position and pulled the blankets over her. When he walked in, Pine noticed a couch and decided he would take up that for the night. He figured that she wouldn’t even want to be near him at all since their fight yesterday. Jonathan made himself as comfortable as he could on the couch and found some difficulty trying to fall asleep. He hoped that he would wake up before her as he finally fell asleep. Pine did not know what would happen if she woke first. 

[neverbeenshithtx]

Was tagged by @damageddemons!

21 Facts

1: Nickname- Nani

2: Real Name- Nanette

3: Zodiac- Pisces

4: Height- 5’3

5: What time is it?- 6:57pm

6: Favorite musician/group- Mac Miller/Fuerza Regida

7: Favorite sports team- Mexico

8: Other blogs- I was making another one, but I need to go delete that shit

9: Do I get asks- yes. Y’all nasty, & I wish y’all would leave me alone lmao

10: How many blogs do I follow- 665

11: Any tumblr crushes- no not at all

12: Lucky numbers- I don’t have any

13: What am I wearing right now- hoodie, jeans, and vans

14: Dream Vacation- Bali or Tokyo

15: Dream car- Bentley Bentayga

16: Favorite food- Anything Mexican

17: Drink of choice- Dr. Pepper😫

18: Languages- English & Spanish

19: Instruments- none. I really wanna play the accordion though

20: Celebrity crushes- mmmmm... I don’t think I have any?

21: Random fact- ?????

[ameliora-j]

nasty 19 requests (happy birthday by the way!), can i request missionary with my lord and saviour Edward Munson?

thank you bae!!

eddie’s the type of guy to bend you how he wants you. it’s your first time? “that’s okay baby, i’ll make ya feel reallll good. ya trust me?” he winks down at you with a shit eating grin.

once he has both your consent and your full trust, he slowly pushed in. “god it’s so fuckin tight” he groans quietly. “cock fits in jus like a glove, pretty girl. it’s okay, take it” he whispers. he first pulls your legs up over his thighs before bending them up. “gonna get nice n deep. fuck into that pretty spot inside ya that makes you see stars” he promises.

the second he’s got his full cock in you, you’re fucked dumb. you can’t do anything but babble and nod along to what he’s saying, though the words aren’t registering through the mush in your brain. “it’s alright pretty, we’ll take care of ya” he whispers, rubbing your clit as he slowly rams his cock into your gspot. “little cunt is so good to me.”

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[ameliora-j]

ooh I think I am late for the birthday celebration also happy birthday sugar ✨

but if I'm not late, i was thinking for backseat driver:

Eddie or Steve if you want, with a succubus!reader / demon! reader

kind of Jennifer's body vibes. maybe he discovers her or he is her next prey, but decides against eating him.

or she eats him, whatever rows your boat. u the boss

idk, love your writing darling 💕

“oh you’re such a pretty thing” you chuckle, circling the boy tied up, bent over your desk.

“what are you?” he whines, squirming as he tries to break free.

“depends. i can be your sweetest dream” you kiss up his spine, grabbing at his roots and roughly tugging his hair back as you whisper in his ear “or your worst fucking nightmare.”

it’s hearing his little pants and whines and whimpers as you’re pounding open his tight little ass that you fall in love with him. after you’ve fucked him dumb, puddle of cum down on your floor as he cries, a mess of tears sweat, and drool, you lean over and kiss his lips. “i think i’ll keep you as a little prize honey” you smile sweetly.

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[ameliora-j]

𐐪𐑂 missionary: steve harrington 🥺

he’s such a gentleman.

“honey, are you a hundred percent positive?” he whispers. the head of his cock is already inside you as he asks, causing you to giggle at the situation. it’s at least his fifth time asking tonight. you smile lovingly up at him.

“baby…” you whisper “i love you, but if you ask one more time i will flip you over and put it in myself” you threaten softly. he nods quickly, letting out a breath as he breached your tight opening. about halfway through, he was met by some resistance.

“it’s gonna pinch” he warns softly. you nodded, gripping tightly to his muscled shoulders as he pushed past your hymen. you squeaked quietly, digging your nails into his shoulders as you breathed slowly. “whenever you’re ready” he whispers, kissing down your shoulder.

he doesn’t even care that you bled on his sheets. he makes you cum at least three times, then helps you get into the bath, rushes to change his sheets and comes back to sit with you.

i love him your honor :’)

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[ameliora-j]

Butter Churner😣 w piss kink😉-🎴

𐐪𐑂 Eddie Munson: he has more of a holding kink. it’s all about the humiliation for him. he likes to laugh when you cry and whine about how you gotta go real bad as he presses down on your tummy. laughs even harder when you inevitably make a mess of yourself and him. grabs your throat and grunts “now fucking clean it up, slut.”

𐐪𐑂 Ron Weasley: “open your mouth” he’ll grunt out, beginning to piss all down your chest. writes the filthiest obscenities on your body. “urinal” across your chest. “piss whore” along your abdomen. he’s a sick, sick man.

𐐪𐑂 Jasper Hale: bruh he just fucking looks!!!! he loves to feel how humiliated you’ll get. he’ll drag you into the living room of the home and force practically gallons of water down your throat. when you try to go and relieve yourself, he grabs you and cements you to your spot, growling a “let them watch.” forces a sense of calm over you untill you piss all over the floor, then shoves you down onto the floor and makes you lick up your mess.

𐐪𐑂 Bruce Banner: he has a mixture. he loves making you hold it and then forcing you to piss yourself, but he also loves pissing all over your chest and calling you his own personal urinal. or a filthy piss slut. he’ll go relieve himself and then call you to come clean up the small remnants from the head of his cock.

𐐪𐑂 Jonathan Byers: He’s a stalker now c’mon y’all… He has cameras set up in your bathroom to watch you pee. Forces practically a gallon of water down your throat and then sits you on his face and fucks your cunt with his tongue untill you can’t tell the difference between your orgasm and your piss. “filthy slut pissed all over my fucking face. now clean it up and maybe i won’t punish you even though you deserve it” he taunts. still punishes you tho 😖

[ameliora-j]

happy birthday!!

for the celebration: missionary w aaron hotchner?

aaron is very traditional. even though he already has a kid, he waits untill the two of you are married to have sex with you. it’s the first night of your honeymoon, the two of you in the giant suite as he pulls you to his body in a loving and passionate kiss. his hand is set on the small of your back as the other threads through your hair.

“feel that baby?” he whispers, grinding his clothed erection against your hip. “that’s what you do to me. been driving me crazy all this time.” he grunts quietly. he slowly reaches behind you to unzip your dress.

it’s loving. the entire time as he gently pushes you on the bed. the stretch burns, so he lets you hold his hand. he thumbs at your clit to ease the pain. hisses softly once he notices you’re bleeding and profusely apologizes. he’s a soft king. i love him :(

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[ameliora-j]

hi baby doll!! missionary with james potter please

going back to my old 🫂 anon days 💗

“james?” you whisper quietly. you’re both drunk on your giggles as you lay under the stars.

“yes love?” he asks softly, squeezing your hand.

“will you take my virginity?” you’re tentative. nervous when you ask, and he’s shocked for a second. you both sit in a long, silent pause as you stare at the stars.

“right now?” he asks softly.

“if… you wanna…” you whisper. “i just want it to be with someone i love and trust and… that’s you jamie.”

he’s honored to be the person to take it. honored that you would ask him of all people. he kisses your softly, pulling you on top of him. he asks if you want to be on top, let’s you control the pace, thumbs at your clit. he listens to you and your body, asking if you like the things he’s doing.

he’s very gently with you, but with the amount of bites, hickies, and scratches he leaves… you look like his chew toy. and you’ve never been happier.

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[ameliora-j]

— nani’s nasty 19 writing challenge 𐐪𐑂

CLOSED

AU’S

- modern

- a/b/o

- mythological (gods, angels, demons, fairies, etc.)

- teacher

- royalty

TROPES

𐐪𐑂 forbidden love

𐐪𐑂 enemies to lovers

𐐪𐑂 crossover/crack

𐐪𐑂 wrongful punishment

𐐪𐑂 fake dating

PROMTS

ANGST

𐐪𐑂 “it’s better this way”

𐐪𐑂 “please, don’t leave me”

𐐪𐑂 “i’m sorry, i’ll be better”

𐐪𐑂 “come back… i still need you”

𐐪𐑂 “that’s so sweet… i wish you were sober”

𐐪𐑂 “he’s gone. okay? you have to move on”

𐐪𐑂 “i never loved you. and i never will”

𐐪𐑂 “don’t say sorry. you never mean it”

𐐪𐑂 “you’re either with me or against me”

𐐪𐑂 “i can’t keep doing this”

FLUFF

𐐪𐑂 “it has only ever been you”

𐐪𐑂 “i’d steal the moon from the sky if it

made you happy”

𐐪𐑂 “shut up before i kiss you”

𐐪𐑂 “can you hold my hand?”

𐐪𐑂 “stop looking at me… it makes me

nervous”

𐐪𐑂 “is that my shirt?”

𐐪𐑂 “marry me”

𐐪𐑂 “my future is only bright if you’re in it”

𐐪𐑂 “you remind me of the color yellow”

𐐪𐑂 “so… come here often?” / “sorry that was

so lame oh my god”

SMUT

𐐪𐑂 “fuck me like you hate me”

𐐪𐑂 “please sit on my face”

𐐪𐑂 “you’re pretty when you make those

sounds”

𐐪𐑂 “my braindead little slut”

𐐪𐑂 “who’s pussy is this?”

𐐪𐑂 “i know baby. too much for your little

cunt to handle, it’s okay”

𐐪𐑂 “i’ll make it fit”

𐐪𐑂 “and i’m not stopping till you’re

screaming and crying on my cock”

𐐪𐑂 “did that just turn you on? you fucking

whore!”

𐐪𐑂 “shut your fucking mouth before we get

a noise complaint”

HURT TO COMFORT

𐐪𐑂 “but i didn’t think you’d actually do it”

𐐪𐑂 “i’m… sorry”

𐐪𐑂 “every time i look at your stupid face i

want to kiss you”

𐐪𐑂 “i love you… in a really big and

unfortunate way that… makes me kinda

hate you”

𐐪𐑂 “being with you is hell… but being

without you is worse”

𐐪𐑂 “you didn’t mean it… right? what you

said?”

𐐪𐑂 “that was the stupidest thing you’ve ever

done…” / “never do that again!”

𐐪𐑂 “i missed this”

𐐪𐑂 “just… hold me for a little longer?”

𐐪𐑂 “i’m still not over you”

please tag me in all blurbs, fics, and dialogues and tag them with #nani’s 19th birthday and #nani’s nasty 19

moots: @bellatrixscurls @silverdelirium @missedstew @oliverwoodmarrymepls @ameliasbitvh @shadesofvelma @nevsluvr @dr4cking @delilahsroses @papillon-mechant @lonelyhe4rts @prsfphone @sunshinemunchkin @chissmalfoy @n0agranger @canumoveurseatup-no @roonilwazlibimagines @hellfireclub-at-thebau @erosso @fr3dslut @indouloureux @heartvouge @arcaneslut @tiny-naut @because-you-are-the-reason @lemonypink

if you plan on doing this, pls send an ask in w the character, trope, and prompt you plan on using so ik what to loom for!

join my nasty 19 celebration! 🫶🏽

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[ameliora-j]

— nani’s nasty 19 celebration 𐐪𐑂

CLOSED

𐐪𐑂 missionary: tell me your favorite character, and i’ll write a headcanon about losing your virginity to them

𐐪𐑂 cowgirl: tell me your favorite character, and i’ll tell you a dirty fantasy i’ve had about them

𐐪𐑂 butter churner: send me a kink and i’ll list 5 characters that have it (with a baby blurb)

𐐪𐑂 lotus: give me a sexy song lyric and a character and i’ll write a headcanon based on it

𐐪𐑂 backseat driver: DARK send me a character and a dark au and i’ll write a small headcanon about it (a scenario with this one would help!)

all headcanons will have p!links w them!

moots: @bellatrixscurls @silverdelirium @missedstew @oliverwoodmarrymepls @ameliasbitvh @shadesofvelma @nevsluvr @dr4cking @delilahsroses @papillon-mechant @lonelyhe4rts @prsfphone @sunshinemunchkin @chissmalfoy @n0agranger @canumoveurseatup-no @roonilwazlibimagines @hellfireclub-at-thebau @erosso @fr3dslut @indouloureux @heartvouge @arcaneslut @tiny-naut @because-you-are-the-reason @lemonypink

join my nasty 19 writing challenge! 🫶🏽

[ameliora-j]

𐐪𐑂 𐐪𐑂 butter churner

corruption kink?

𐐪𐑂 Ron Weasley: everything about him screams corruption i won’t take arguments. he teaches you all about sex and your body, turns you into his perfect little fucktoy and breeding bitch. laughs at you when you blush and get embarrassed by his filthy words.

𐐪𐑂 Tony Stark: he makes your mouth filthy. he can tell when you want it but he refuses to do anything untill you say it. genuinely has no care when you’re crying from embarrassment,, in fact he laughs at your tears and your blush.

𐐪𐑂 Eddie Munson: not only in the sexual sense, nay nay. something about him teaching hawkins golden girl how to smoke weed and cigarettes and drink beer that makes his pants impossibly tighter. especially when he turns you into his filthy slut. yeah he lives for that shit.

𐐪𐑂 Loki Laufeyson: you see the god of mischief and you don’t see corruption kink? well lemme tell you rn you’re wrong! he turns you into the filthiest thing and lives for the innocent look you’ve got in your eyes even as he’s using his magical mischief to mock his cock fucking into both of your holes while you speak to odin himself.

𐐪𐑂 Remus Lupin: bruh i have a whole ass 6k word fic about this one. he’s the type of corruption that’s “shhh, does it feel good doll? then that’s all that matters” with a wink. or or or—if you’re religious—“God is watching you be a filthy fucking slut right now. get on your knees and confess your sins you pathetic thing” 😖

[ameliora-j]

𐐪𐑂 lotus: ‘how quickly can you take your clothes off? pop quiz’ + steve! :p

“pop quiz!” steve announces as he rushes into your shared bedroom. you jump slightly as you look up at him from your place on the bed, reading your book. “our friends will be here in 30 minutes for found family game night, how quickly can you take off your clothes!”

you giggle as you rush to pull off your clothes and bend over the bed. he spends some time prepping you, rubbing your clit and fingering you open. he makes you cum once first because even during a quickie, steve harrington lives to pleasure his girl.

and a quickie is a quickie. he’s fast and rough as he pounds into you. hits your gspot head on each time untill you’re crying and tugging the sheets. he abuses your clit—pinching, slapping, pulling, twisting. reminds you who your body belongs to as he makes you squirt all over him before filling you up with his warm sticky cum.

“keep that all in there, pretty thing” he winks, pulling your panties back into place as he presses a kiss to your lower back. we love stevie in this house.

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[ameliora-j]

Hi love, can I request butter churner with size kink?🥺

𐐪𐑂 Steve Rogers: there’s just something about the way your tight and tiny little cunt wraps around his big thick super soldier cock. takes every inch of him like it’s what you’re made to do. how his copious amount of cum swells up your belly and pools out of your ruined hole when he pulls out of you.

𐐪𐑂 Bucky Barnes: that serum enhanced… everything. bucky was big before but the serum added a good few inches. he’s a sucker for seeing the imprint of his cock in your tummy. “look at that little one. takin me so well even though my cock barely fits into that tiny little pussy”

𐐪𐑂 Bruce Banner: oh he is fucking huge i won’t take criticism bro i don’t wanna fuckin hear it. he’s so mf shy about his kinks but you catch sight of him just staring at where your bodies connect and when you question it he goes all blushy like “jus so pretty when you stretch all wide around me.” will bust in 5 seconds the first few times but makes up for it by sitting you on his face for hours untill your legs give out and you’re sobbing 😖

𐐪𐑂 Thor Odinson: don’t play w me bitch he’s literally a god. like… literally. i know his dick is big i just know it. he has to bend you in half otherwise the entire length won’t fit. everytime you ask if it’s all in or say how big it is and he jus winks like “‘m only half way little human.”

𐐪𐑂 Loki Laufeyson: he is a fucking whore for power imbalance shit. the way that you just look so tiny beneath him. he gets rock hard off of your height difference alone. lives for your tears when he’s stretching your holes. “oh relax you pathetic thing, i know you can take it” 😖

[ameliora-j]

biggest smile on my face rn i missed u

𐐪𐑂 missionary

my favourite character will always be ollie and you know it <3

i missed you bae 🥹 i don’t write for ollie but j for you i will 🫶🏽

“are you positive about this?” oliver asked, lining the head of his cock up with your entrance. “you can back out at any time” he promised. he’s been saying that to you since the second you’d stepped into his bedroom—makeout hot and heavy.

he had laid you gently on the bed and fucked you over twice with his fingers and once more with his tongue. “no way am i backing out after seeing what just your fingers can do” you smile lazily up at him. he chuckles lightly and nods. “jus go slow ollie…” you whisper tentatively.

“don’t you even worry your pretty head baby. gonna take real good care of you” he promises. “on three…” he whispers quietly, counting you down before slowly pushing the head in. he was slow, deliberate as he pushed every inch of himself into you. “good girl. you’re doing so good for me baby.” he whispers.

he holds your hand throughout the entire thing. squeezing and rubbing his thumb over the back of it as you squeezed tightly at the burning stretch of his fat cock splitting you open. he is an angel, that’s all your honor 🫶🏽

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[ameliora-j]

happy birthday omg!! i hope you had the best one yet <3 can i get missionary with peter parker if you haven’t already ❤️

imo you and peter lose it to each other. you just outright ask him to fuck you and he’s doing backflips in his head as he says yes. he watches dozens of pornos because—in his eyes, you’re the hottest girl in school. he wants it to be good for you.

once you get to his house, you look at him all shy like “it’s my first time petey so just… be gentle okay?” and he’s so frickin relieved. at the time he’s your best friend, and so you explain to him that you wanted him to take it because you trust him.

he’s slow as he pushes in, waits untill he gets the okay from you. his thrusts are quick as he moans and groans. he can’t help it as he looks down at you in all your pleasure. he just has to kiss you. your thighs wrap around his torso as you lay there and take it. his enhancement gave him stamina, and he holds off his orgasm untill he’s sure you’ve cum.

he makes you cum three times before he gets anywhere near an orgasm. and you’re crying, telling him it’s okay, to keep going untill he cums. but he hates seeing your tears, so he slows to a stop and pulls out. “it’s okay baby” he smiles as he pulls out and kisses your head.

you shake your head, furrowing your brows as you open your mouth. “i dunno how to do it so just… just um fuck my mouth” you whisper shyly. he nearly busts on the spot from that sentence alone. he’s all breathy whines and whimpers as he does so.

“could… could you just… just hollow your cheeks like—oh fuck! yeah yeah just like that that’s good so good.” his whimpers as he cums down your throat :( i love him so bad 😖