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thebluester2020 · 1 year ago

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Blue... Blue.... Alex and the squirting farmer did something.... Can i ask for the other male's reactions to that :3 pwease

SDV Bachelors x Farmer Who Squirts

Summary: How the bachelors react to a farmer who squirts for the first time. Warning(s): S M U T, Sam being a bit of a horndog / perv, Munch Elliot and Sebastion (it's my favorite headcanons of them and I'm dying on that hill), Shane being a bit of a dom, Harvey being a slight sub. Side note(s): I love it when y'all have big-brained ideas 💙

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Elliot

Oddly confident?

I imagine he has a diverse collection of books. Erotica is definitely on his bookshelf somewhere so mentions of a girl (or guy) squirting aren't uncommon to him. In his mind? You squirting is a sign that he's doing something good and he would take pride in it.

So follow the vision, the two of you have been dating for a while and you finally work up the nerve to stay over at his cabin for the night just to spend some more time with him, as well as hear the waves at night.

One moment Elliot was reading to you, steadily getting to a particular spicy scene in the novel, and the next?

His head was in between your thighs slurping and sucking at your clit.

♡ - In the silence of Elliot's cabin, lewd squelching and feverous moaning could be heard.

What started as a simple visit. Elliot had sent you a letter that he had received a new book in the mail and wished to read it with you, a simple and impromptu date night that steadily turned more sensual as your lover continued to read.

Mentions of the woman in the novel being touched by her lover...his fingers slowly trailing up her legs until they reached her twitching sex before the man's fingers teased her folds, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he fingered her to orgasm. You hadn't realized you were panting like a bitch in heat until Elliot teasingly mentioned the redness in your cheeks, questioning if you wanted to recreate the scene.

You couldn't imagine a scenario where you said no.

"Ah~! Elliot, oh fuck..." You moaned, your hands gripping onto Elliot's hair for dear life as he sucked and kissed at your clit, hums of appreciation escaping his glistening lips as his fingers teased your entrance.

Alone, his tongue proved his skill in pleasuring you. The whispered words of his love told to none other than your pussy as if it were capable of talking back to him, but, you oh so desperately wanted him to touch and scratch that itch inside of you. "You're twitching so much my love..." Elliot said, pressing one more kiss to your bud before he kissed up your thigh until he reached your calf.

"Elliot..." You whispered, teary-eyed and begging much to his amusement.

He leaned forward with a smirk, caging you in with his body as his free hand traveled back down to your pussy. "Yes~?" He smirked.

"N-Need you..."

"You already have me dear, what more can I give you."

Your blush only increased as your eyes looked away from his from both embarrassment and to gesture to the hand that was touching you everywhere but where you needed your lover the most. "T-There..."

"Your pussy? Aren't I already doing that?"

You pouted. "N-Need you...inside..." When his brown rose with that slow rising smile of his, your sex-dazed brain quickly remembered its manners as you whispered a shy 'Please' to him. And, without further convincing, Elliot's fingers plunged into your pussy, tearing a moan from the confines of your throat as your hands gripped the pillow behind you.

Elliot pressed sensual kisses all over your face, eventually focusing on nipping the shell of your ear as he felt your sex begin to clamp around your fingers. Your hands eventually left the pillow and moved to wrap around Elliot's neck as your moans suddenly increased in volume and frequency. "E-Elliot!" You keened. "S Something...oh fuck! C-Cumming!"

Without warning, there was a gushing noise, Elliot's attention swiping from your face to your sex before his eyes widened at the sight of a clear liquid spurting from your pussy and your legs shaking ferociously. His mouth fell open at the arousing sight, his cock twitching in its confines at the gorgeous sight before he looked back to you.

Your eyes were unfocused and cloudy, unshed tears brimming the edges of your eyes as your chest heaved up and down.

"My love..." He whispered. "Care to give me such a show again~?"

Sebastion

Flustered (his cock literally gets as hard as a diamond)

I like to believe that Sebastion is a virgin but he isn't stupid.

He knows of people being able to squirt, but he doesn't have experience due to him being a shut-in and never being intimate with anyone. When the two of you started dating though, his mind shifted as y'all got more handsy with one another.

The feeling of you cumming around his cock, the taste of your pussy. It all drove him nuts and eventually awakened something in him that screamed "Can they do more?".

And one night, when his family was out and you and him were getting hot n' heavy in his bedroom. Your body tucked into Sebastion's front as he looked over your shoulder as he fingered your lewd pussy, he got his answer.

♡ - He couldn't tear his eyes away from you.

And by "you", he meant your pussy that was clamping so tightly over his fingers if it feared of letting go of him! Such a lewd sight was a rarity- nay, an impossible scene for him to fathom for a shut-in like himself unless he watched porn or used his imagination. Of course, this was all before he got to know you.

Now? As you whined and moaned so prettily for him, your arms looped around his head in a subconscious way of trying to ground yourself while you practically fucked yourself on his fingers...his cheeks were so red that he felt as if he were on fire, he hadn't the slightest clue how he hadn't cum in his pants yet.

Sebastion pressed a sensual kiss to the corner of your lips. "You're so pretty Y/N...y'know that?" Sebastion whispered before his eyes went back to the scene before him as his fingers steadily grew more and more coated with your slick.

However, it was when a keen escaped your lips that he knew there was something different about the way your pussy twitched around his fingers then. How your hand raced to try and stop his hand and you began to whisper and beg for a break.

"Huh?" He said almost like a confused puppy. "You've never asked for a break before..." Cruelly, the thrusts of his fingers sped up as a smile cracked onto his flustered features at the sound of your moans increasing in volume.

"S-Sebby...!" You whined as your legs started to thrash and your cunt got sloppier, wetness started to coat his hand more and more as Sebastion's eyes were glued to the unfolding scene before him.

Yet before even he had a chance to predict what might happen, his hand was soon coated with the warmth of your gushing juices. His eyes widened in both shock and arousal as your legs shook and seized, the very scene stealing the very breath from his lungs as he struggled to not cum in his pants and save his load for when he was fucking you.

"Yoba..." He whispered as he brought his hand up to his face.

"Sorry..." You whispered, barely even coherent as you tried to will the energy to look at him.

He scoffed as he licked your slick off from his fingers. "Sorry?" He scoffed.

"Don't be~ let's do that again, but on my cock this time."

Sam

Excited (my favorite lil' perv)

I'm going to stick to my own personal theme of Sam being a bit fo a pervert and say that you squirting has been on his mind for a while now, along with the other nasty ideas floating around inside his head.

Some nights, when he's fisting his cock to the thought of you in a sundress or that time when he visited your farm and found you bent over to pick something up. He'd think about the 'What if?' moments of where he's behind you.

Beads of sweat dripping down your skin from the summer heat as he plunged into you repeatedly, his hand coming down to rub circles onto your clit as he got drunk off of your moans and begs for release.

Up until, much to his surprise, he felt a wetness splash onto him and drip down his thighs, your thighs quivering as he had to hold you up to keep you from collapsing.

Poor you, now you had to go at least three more rounds with him!

♡ - A pornographic moan escaped his lips when you squirted for the first time.

As sweat dripped from Sam's forehead as his cock dragged against your warm walls, he couldn't help the delirious moans that left his kiss-swollen lips. Almost as if he were the one who just squirted and not you. "B-Babe?" He said, lazily wiping the sweat from his eyes with the back of his arm before he leaned forward. "Can you do that again...? Fuck...you have to do that again" He begged, needy whines leaving his lisp as his thrusts picked up speed with a fervor more ardent than moments previously.

He couldn't even begin to explain how long he'd been waiting for this moment!

Since the first time he slipped into your pussy all those months ago!

When his imagination finally became reality.

From then on, he felt like a dog in heat. From a brief whiff of your perfume, to those rare-spotted moments where you bended forward in front of him. Your pussy was far too addicting for him to let go so easily, his aching cock always hard and at attention when he was around you as the thoughts of what he wanted to do next, what he wanted to experience next with you plagued his every waking thought!

But...now that he's seen you squirt? All the times he's had sex with you prior seemed to pale in comparison as the memory replayed again and again in his mind.

"S-Sam...!" You gasped. "S-Slow down- Ah!"

He pouted. "I can't..." He whined in your ear. "I just can't, fuuuuckkk, your pussy feels too good." He said, watery blue orbs looking into yours as a dopey grin slowly crawled its way onto his blushing features.

"You'll squirt on my dick again, right Y/N? Oh pleaassee say that you will..." To accentuate his begging, the side of his face dug into the valley between your bouncing breasts as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his dick and the sound of your fucked-dumb pleas of 'More' or 'Go faster' rang in his ears.

"Don't worry Y/N..." Sam chuckled as his grip on your love handles tightened to the point you knew in the back of your head that you'd have some bruises there in the morning, his balls slapping against your sex echoing throughout his room. "I'll make sure that you feel really good."

Harvey

Similar to Sebastion, he's flustered but like way more.

You were taking control for the night and were fucking yourself onto his dick. Yet, the deeper angle pressed into a delicious ache inside of your cunt and caused you to become a little more...greedier than you typically were.

To the point, you were unconsciously overstimulating your poor lover as he was too fucked-dumb to even still you how you were fucking him too good. How, like yourself, were beginning to feel strange as his balls tightened up at his oncoming unexpected release.

But by the time you got off his cock, that last feeling of friction suddenly made him squirt just as, if not more than you had.

He was squirting allllll over his stomach.

♡ - When you squirted on Harvey's dick, your warm wetness splashing against his thighs as you threw your head back to let out a keen of sheer ecstasy. He felt like he was in pure heaven.

Yet as you slowly came down from your high, the aftershocks from your orgasm still washing over you as your pussy clenched and unclenched around Harvey's cock. When your gaze finally settled back onto your lover, you could've sworn you saw hearts start to appear in Harvey's eyes as you steadily began to roll your hips on his still-hard cock.

"Harvey?" You spoke breathily. "You okay?"

He was more than fine.

But, it took a long minute for the doctor to express that as he lazily looked up at you as if you hung the very moon and stars just for him. After all, he was far too focused on how your hips were rubbing against him oh so perfectly. How your sloppy pussy was so warm and so tight even after the countless times that the both of you had been together...so much so that he was slipping further and further into the fogginess that his pleasure-ridden brain provided.

"Harveeyyy~" You said his name like a siren as you caressed his cheek. "Feelin' good?" You purred, giggling when Harvey answered honestly with an eager nod and an 'Uh huh'.

At his honesty, you began to speed up your hip rolls, a choked-up whine just barely escaping Harvey's throat as his grip upon your hips tightened as he ground up into you in search of more friction. Yet, you knew your lover, although he was more vocal than your previous partners. This time? He was a lot more vocal than he typically was (not that you were complaining).

You almost wanted to be concerned.

But the sight of Harvey's eyes starting to roll into the back of his head?

It was far too delectable for you to give up on.

"So cute f' me baby~" You praised as you pressed your hands onto Harvey's chest, your hips falling and rising more rapidly onto your lover as more and more unashamed moans left his lips. "You should be this shameless more often." You giggled.

"I love how shy you are but I think I like this side of you a lot more." You giggled before you quickly snapped back to Harvey's face as his moans and occasional whines began to increase in pitch.

"Oh....shit, Y/N. H-Honey, I feel weird...please don't stop!"

"I think something- Oh fuck, d-don't stop...!"

"Yoba! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"

Quickly, you dismounted your lover before finishing him off with your hands, wanting to see the amount of his spend before you were met with the unexpected scene of him squirting. The white liquid sprayed all over his stomach and just underneath his chest as Harvey's screamed to the point you feared he'd wake your animals. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yet...as your gasping lover struggled to catch his breath.

A part of you begged to see him do it again.

Shane

RIP to your pussy

He's definitely fucking you harder after that little display.

But how he reacts in other ways definitely depends on the location. If you two are having sex at your place? I like to imagine that he'll get really kinky with it and try to make you scream as loud as possible, making sure that everyone within a ten-minute radius of your farmstead knows who made you squirt.

If you're fucking at Marnie's house, however? That'll be the time you find out just how good (and sexy) slow sex with Shane can be.

Ultimately though, when you squirt, Shane is in the business of making sure that you continue the party alllllll night long until he's satisfied or you passed out.

♡ - Ohohoho...he's been waiting for this moment since the second he had access to your tight little cunt.

"Shit farmer...didn't know you could squirt~" Shane groaned as he pressed a hand into the middle of your back, forcing you to arch even more as he drilled his cock further into your sloppy cunt. "How many other secrets are you holdin' out on me, eh?" He continued to interrogate you even though he fully understood you were incapable of answering in a complete sentence, much less uttering a single word aside from the breathless moans that escaped your hoarse mouth.

Yet as the local drunk fucked pussy, his full balls slapping against your cunt as the noises filled your otherwise quiet bedroom.

He couldn't help but remember the fact that he used to be so rude to you before he actually stopped and got to know you.

Suddenly, your face appeared in the forefront of his mind and as he became more drunk off how your walls squeezed his cock, the enveloping warmth began to make his hips stutter as he felt his release close in on him. All he could think about was making you his cute little farmer wife.

The two of you could raise allll the chickens you wanted.

But most importantly? And the most special little bonus that he and only he would get unlike the other people in this town who possibly had a crush on you? He'd have 24/7 access to your squirting little cunt, your moans that shamelessly told him to keep going despite your overstimulation.

He uttered out a guttural 'Fuck' at the idea. "Fuck pretty...we should get married after this, huh?" He smirked. "Ain't no way I'm losing this tight pussy, especially after figuring out what you can do tonight."

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sourle · 2 months ago

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What if killer reader were visibly in pain after the whole transformation into a killer, as in limping or using their dominant arm less or somthing

Reader IS in pain. Mentally.

Though i think Taph's the one who felt the most guilt.

Watching you getting stunned by either Chance, Guest, Shedletsky, or Two time while screeching in pain. You're already hurt, but with the add on stunned you're hurting a lot worse.

When he's low and is at your mercy, he tries to comfort you. Holding you close, STILL trying to get sense into you.

I talk A LOT about Taph, let's get the other survival, shall we?

Injuries

I kiss the scar on her skin

WARNINGS: DESCRIPTION OF INJURIES, GORE(?), BLOOD, ETC.

Note:

Noob

They felt guilty

They think one of the reasons you become like that is because of them. Which is true.

Noob felt bad whenever you screech or whine in pain.

He tried to reassure you once.. didn't end well.

Elliot

He felt slightly guilty

Whenever you whine or screech in pain he holds the urge to throw his pizza at you. To try and heal you.

He regrets never healing you, maybe if he did you'll be alright.

Even so he relatively moves on from it quicker than the others.

Shedletsky

He felt bit guilty

He held back whenever stunning you, hearing you screech in pain and whine makes him do so.

He's the second to be quick on moving on.

He kept the doodle you made of him at all times

He tried reasoning with you. Didn't end well.

Builderman

He knows this will happen, he knows it's coming.

He moves on quickly and he has no remorse about your pain.

Call him heartless yes but he did try to reason with you.

Sometimes plan for Taph to distract you half of the round or use him to get to your sense.

Though if you show you have no interest in reasoning, he'll focus on helping the others survive.

Dusekkar

A little birdie told him it's gonna happen. Sooner or later.

He's the one comforting Taph in his grief the most.

He too grief about you. Though not as much as Taph.

Whenever you wail in pain or cry out he's the second to be brave enough and comfort you.

He almost successfully convinced you to stop in one round but thanks to Shedletsky thinking we're about to attack Dusekkar.. yeah.

(idk what else mb soups)

Two time

The spawn warned them about it.

They're not surprised, they become more manic thinking the others might also turn like you.

They would stare whenever you wail in pain after they backstabbed you. You remind them of someone dear that they hurt.

Chance

He would instantly sword to never use his gun on you again.

They felt bad, even worse when he's the main reason you switched up.

They shouldn't have left you, they should've helped you. Maybe then you would still be the same.

He did apologize once, he was spared with only 1 hp left.

They don't know if that is a forgive or not.

Guest 1337

He tried to ignore it.

He's quick to move on from you transforming into a killer.

Whenever you cry or wail he would pause, and held back to charge or punch you for a bit.

Only a bit though if he thinks you're dangerously close to killing someone he has no choice but to stun you.

Taph

Full on crashing out whenever you cry

He doesn't have the heart to hear you wail in pain

The moment you let out a sob he will appear and hug you

Bro fr gives you a Taph bean, he does not explain where he got it.

007n7

He felt bad and guilty, even as he's not in the round.

He wished he was, to help you.

The third to be brave enough to comfort you, he tried. He did but sometimes it doesn't work.

It almost once. Thanks to Builderman's turret nearby. Yeah, you can guess no one survived.

Note: urhrhuh KillerYFAT!Reader needs a hug

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spiritgutz · 3 months ago

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FERVENT PRAYER

two time x gn!reader

WARNINGS: suggestive content (you and two time get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂), mentions of blood & biting word count: 1146 summary: you're assigned to participate in a round with two time! while you think the objective is straight forward, they seemingly have other ideas...

authors note: this nonbinary cultist has genuinely invaded my brain and i can't tell if i want them or if i want to be them. ANYHOO please heed the warnings! while this isn't explicit, it is suggestive. read at your own discretion 🖤

You should have expected this with their behavior prior to the round starting. Two Time was more clingy, touchy. Their insistence on standing oh so close to you, the way they seemed to tower over your frame, the hand that rested on your shoulder—slowly and deliberately tracing up to your neck just before 007n7 approached the two of you and asked if you were ready—having to rush out a hurried stuttered “yes�� as the cultist beside you pulled away. You should have known they’d be up to no good the moment your group stepped into the supposed “Horror Hotel.”

The task was simple: repair generators and most important of all, survive. But your partner had..other ideas. As the two of you were away from your group—which consisted of 007n7, Elliot, Guest 1337, and a few others, Two Time grabbed your arm and pulled you into one of the many rooms the building hosted. Bright pinks, blues, and checkered patterns filled your vision before your back met the wall of what was seemingly a closet with a thud. Their hands locked around your wrists, effectively pinning you to the wall. You were trapped.

To say you were shocked would be an understatement. The sudden movement has you pulling against the cultist’s grip as you feel them nuzzle into your neck, taking in your scent. Their breath against your skin made you feel flushed—shifting your gaze away from them and onto the doorway. It was wide open.

“H-Hey..”

You managed to weakly call out. So many thoughts and ideas raced through your poor frazzled head. You wanted to protest, to tell Two Time that the others needed help, that you couldn’t even recall what killer roamed the halls and how right now wasn’t the time for this—but those thoughts died the moment you felt them leaving tender kisses along your neck.

“T-Two Time..!” The whine that left your lips was music to their ears, like a hymn sung by an angel itself. Their angel.

They giggled against your skin before continuing their work. Kisses trailed from your collarbone, to your neck, to just below your jaw—all the while you squirmed beneath them. Their movements were deliberate and teasing, grip tightening ever so slightly when a noise would escape you. Two Time loved to see you like this, a flushed writhing mess from their actions alone. The satisfaction never felt sweeter.

Momentarily pausing their assault, they leaned back to observe you. The way your chest rose and fell, the way your lips were slightly parted, and that flushed look on your face? Oh, it made the cultist’s heart pound with excitement. Two Time leaned forward, pressing a quick kiss against your lips before grinning down at you.

“My poor, poor angel. Please, allow me…”

They resumed, lips meeting your neck once more without giving you a moment to respond. Their advances, still gentle, had a hint of roughness and need. Your brain felt as if it was short circuiting, thoughts melting away. However the worst of it came when you felt their fangs break skin. The way your body reacted, back arching, was something that would be engraved into your brain for a lifetime. You whimpered, head unknowingly tilting to give the cultist better access—which they seemed to appreciate as you felt them smile against your neck.

Your skin was littered with splotches of red and purple, Two Time wasting no time to completely and utterly mark you. Kiss after kiss, bite after bite, your occasional sounds spurring them on. Each bite they left would immediately follow with a kiss on the same spot, seemingly “kissing the pain away.” But that so-called relief would only last for a moment before they’d plant another bite. And another. You soon lost count of how many they had given you…

Slowly their hands released your wrists, your own immediately flying to your partner’s shoulders for stability. Tantalizingly slow, their ice-cold hands trailed down your body, leaving goosebumps as they went. They rested at your hips before sliding underneath your shirt, causing a mix of a squeak and a whine. Despite your daze, one of your hands moved to now capture their wrist.

“Haah… T-Two, wait..”

Black eyes move to meet yours as they pull back from your neck, and you swear you almost submit to them right then and there. You knew better to think they were innocent, especially considering their current actions—but their wide eyes almost made you consider otherwise.

“W-We can’t…” Two Time’s head tilted to the side innocently, gloved hands still resting against your bare waist. They seemed to study your face, eyes unblinking, before releasing a low chuckle. You felt their hands move up ever-so-slightly.

“Tell me, are you scared?”

The cultist whispered, breath hot on your ear. A shiver runs down your spine—your rational thinking was beginning to crumble.

“Worry not, my dear angel. The Spawn guides me. There is no need to fret.”

A moment goes by as they stare at you. They seek your approval. Two Time can see how the gears in your head turn, trying to come to a conclusion. While they may have the almighty Spawn by their side, they would never do something to hurt you. They worshipped you and the ground you walked on as if it was sacred. So they wait, thumb idly brushing against your skin.

Soon eye contact is broken—resting your forehead against their bare shoulder with a shaky sigh. There is movement, one of their hands coming up to gently stroke your head. The willpower you once had shatters in an instant. You open your mouth to speak when suddenly-

“I’ve been looking all over for you two!! Guest is currently holding off the killer, but we need to..move…”

The response you had for Two Time dies on your tongue as Elliot comes barreling into the room, clearly out of breath. His frantic and worried attitude slowly comes to a halt as he locks his gaze on the both of you. He doesn’t say anything, simply stares. There are things he notices—such as hand placement, the way your neck and face are stained with red, how the cultist has their leg seemingly between-

You, albeit a bit harsh, push your partner away and dust yourself off. The employee is greeted by your flustered and embarrassed rambles—with you desperate to not acknowledge what he had walked in on. He luckily complies, seeing as he begins to explain the situation he had come from prior. Two Time watches wordlessly, their smile growing as you stutter over your words. It’s not brought up again for the rest of the round, nor does anyone question the marks on your neck or your flustered demeanor. But the way Two Time looms behind you as your group begins to evacuate from the hotel tells you that you’re far from finished.

#forsaken x reader #forsaken roblox #forsaken two time #two time x reader

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lohotine · 13 days ago

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Tried to sleep, failed. Here's the reason why;

NSFW drabbles below the cut;

Various men X AFAB! Reader

Subject; needy doms.

■ Needy doms who whine so much while fucking you that they sound like the ones getting fucked

■ Needy doms who beg you to let them "make you feel good."

■ Needy doms who want to cum so badly because of how good you feel, yet wait until after you cum to do so

■ Needy doms who are so addicted to your pussy that they practically worship it

Phighting;

■ Needy doms who will shush you during sex, even when they're the ones who can't keep their mouths shut

Honkai: Star Rail;

Phainon, Trailblazer, Sampo, Jiaoqiu

Genshin Impact;

LYNEY, VENTI, Tighnari, Heizou, Xingqiu

SHURIKEN, Slingshot, Sword, Valk, Coil, Subspace

Forsaken;

TWO TIME, Ringmaster (?), Elliot, 007n7, Chance

Cookie Run;

PASTEL MERINGUE, SHADOW MILK, Royal Margarine, Black Sapphire, Fire Spirit

Miscellaneous;

N Harmonia (Pkm), Tenna (?) (Deltarune), Griefer (Block Tales), Atsushi, Dazai (BSD), Kalamar (COTL)

Notes: yes, this is very short (sorry) Yes, some of these may be ooc (I pulled an all nighter, my brain is not working), yes, I know Two Time is they/them and technically should not be listed here because the title says various "men" x reader

Erm yeah bye

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mnnuni · 6 months ago

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Into you

Elliot Stabler x reader

Summary: an undercover operation that exposes some other kind of secrets

Words: 4498

Warnings: mentions of drugs, eventual smut -but very filthy-

Author's note: first of all, sorry if it's too long. Second, yes it is based on Ariana's song, or at least the movie it started in my head when I heard the song on shuffle. Little note in the note: this story is not necessarily in any time and place of the series, I just included Munch and Cassidy because I'm (kinda re)watching season 1 and I love them so much.

* gif and images from Pinterest

* dividers from @cafekitsune

"You're sure you want to do this?"

(Y/N) couldn't say how many times Olivia had already asked her that question, in different ways and places of the district.

She inhaled, closed her eyes

You can do it

"I'm sure Liv, don't worry"

Her colleague smiled at her through the mirror, "then let's finish this make up".

Their team was organising an undercover operation in a fancy club, it was an easy thing : go in, find the drugs, go out.

Of course there was a little detail that determined how the operation was gonna be; this club had a high standard for its clientele and specific rules they had to follow, number one being : "only couples allowed".

Now, the easy take was to send the infamous Benson and Stabler and call it a day, but Olivia couldn't because she had too many extra hours covered already. The next couple would have been (Y/N) and Cassidy, if Munch wouldn't have explained for ten minutes straight how Brian wasn't ready to do a thing like that.

So that left her to work with Elliot.

If it was a normal job (Y/N) wouldn't have worries of any kind, Elliot was a good cop and she trusted him with her life; but going out in a club made for sex and whatnot, faking being the girlfriend of the coworker she so desperately wanted ... that was another thing. That was also the reason why Olivia was so concerned for her, she was the only one that caught (Y/N) staring at her partner in a different way someday -at least she hoped so, even if the others could have known they never said anything-

Elliot was done dressing up ten minutes ago and everyone was growing bored to wait for the women.

"You done playing, ladies?" Munch started screaming and pounding on the door of the locker room, "come on we don't have all night".

When the duo got out the first thing the men noticed were (Y/N)'s legs : she wore a deep blue-almost black dress, it almost reached the knees on the right leg and was shorter on the left. Cassidy whistled when his eyes travelled up her figure and landed on her chest, tightly held up by the dress straps. (Y/N) did a spin, moving her curled hairs in the process and showed her half-bare back.

"Well Miss (Y/L/N) can surely do the work"

"Thank you Much", she was trying so hard not to fumble dressed like this in front of her colleagues, but they didn't have to know that.

"Y-you have, um, I can see your lace" Cassidy said pointing at her upper body, he tried to smirk and be flirty but he got too caught up when (Y/N) got closer "It's intentional Brian, now don't get too flustered". Munch chuckled and his partner was about to defend himself when Cragen cleared his throat and announced they were ready to go.

Elliot was the only one to not say a single word. Noone knew that was because his brain short circuited for a moment seeing (Y/N) like that.

I'm so into you

I can barely breathe

Even in the car to the club he remained silent, too caught up in his head, until they were almost there and (Y/N) was about to explode "now that we're still off, are you okay?" ; her voice startled him for a moment, he nodded and mumbled a sure and kept driving. Five minutes later they were parking.

Elliot took a big breath and finally turned to face her, "okay, so, if someone or something triggers you at any moment for any reason, you tell me and we're out" she nodded and then saw their van stopping few meters away so she leaned in to Elliot and searched in his jacket to switch the microphone, "do you hear us?", someone in the van switched the headlights on and off to answer her, "let's go then"

Elliot got out of the car and went to open the door for her, proceeding to take her arm in his to walk to the club. At the entrance there were two big men with the guest lists, "Stabler", he looked at them for a moment then checked his papers. It was a strangely nice feeling to be part of the "Two for Stabler", (Y/N) wanted to feel like this for real not just for a job.

The man stepped aside and opened the door for them; the first thing they saw was the wardrobe where (Y/N) left her jacket, then they were guided to a red lit corridor that ended to a glass door. There they were, in the middle of the upper class most scandalous nights, they were walking arm in arm between politicians, rich entrepreneurs and whores.

They walked to the bar to have a full view of the room: in the centre there was a little stage for the dj and the eventual singers, all around there were occupied tables, at the left side there were sort of cabins to be more private and to the right big glass doors that they knew took to the private rooms.

(Y/N) was the one facing the bar, counting all the staff members while Elliot, next to her, scanned the rest of the room to search their suspects.

"What can I get you, beautiful?"

(Y/N) was sure the bartender talked to her just because he was mere inches apart from her face, otherwise she wouldn't have think he would have flirted with her, while at work.

Elliot turned in an instant, placing his arm around her back "she would have a Martini, and a soda for me" he was shooting daggers to the poor man, who instantly backed away to do their orders.

(Y/N) was looking at him with a clear expression of "was that necessary?" and he just got closer to her, "what? You're mine tonight"

Her eyebrows shot up so fast she thought she was losing them; Elliot too was a little surprised by his choice of words, even if he so desperately wanted them to be true and not just for tonight.

But close ain't close enough

'Til we cross the line, hey, yeah

So name a game to play

And I'll roll the dice, hey

(Y/N) smirked and turned to face him, "you should..." she bit her lip and unbuttoned his shirt a little "I think it's better like this"

The bartender came back with their glasses before Elliot could say anything, "thank you" she looked at his tag "Brandon" he smiled and was about to go back to work but (Y/N) reached out and took his hand "excuse my boyfriend here, he's not used to share me" he smiled "no I'm sorry, I didn't gather you two were..." Elliot brought her to his chest "together? Yes"

"Tell me Brandon, is there a way we could use your private services?"

Elliot knew that they had to, but oh was he nervous to be in a bedroom with her.

"Did you make a reservation?"

She shook her head, "don't worry, you can wait at one of the private tables. One of us will call you when you can go in the rooms", he then guided them to the right side of the club.

To any possible looker these two were one of the other couples tangled in eachother, waiting for a new experience. In reality (Y/N) had her legs on Elliot's ones to be more closer and be clearly heard in the microphone, she was describing every customer to whoever was listening to them in order to have a complete list of witnesses, just in case. She drank a little and then went to play with Elliott's shirt's collar; he had one of his hands gripping her thighs and the other arm around her, laid on the back of the sofa and occasionally brushing strands of hair off her face.

They were so fucking close to each other.

Every now and then Elliot mumbled something, just to not look suspicious but he really couldn't formulate something longer that two sentences with (Y/N)'s lips so close to his face.

After the longest twenty-five minutes of his life a man cleared his throat next to them, Elliot was so scared of the possibility this was just another flirty guy who wanted to try it with (Y/N) -this open sex club was extremely hard to accept for a man like him- but fortunately it was the chauffeur for the rooms. He led them to the big glass doors and left them in another corridor with a pair of keys and the number five on them.

After he left them alone it was the first instant when they weren't touching in any way and they missed the contact immediately, so much that Elliot took her hand in his.

(Y/N) exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holdin when Elliot closed the door of their room, "okay, so report of the room : massive bed"

They started to search in every corner for anything that could help them with the operation while describing everything out loud.

"I've never seen this many condoms in my life" she suddenly said after opening two drawers, Elliot blushed looking at her with the envelopes in her hands. "Also, the flavour matches the one of the condoms found in the hotel, so now we have the confirmation that they're from here"

"How are you so sure?"

"Well for one, I have the assurance that no pharmacy ever has sold "coke flavored condoms" and because there's the name of the club on the envelope"

He just nodded, "right" and proceeded to open another drawer "oh look we have toys too", Elliot picked up a pair of fluffy handcuffs and showed them to her, "you like 'em detective?"

Was he...nah

Either way, she couldn't let him win, so she marched to him to whisper "I tend to use them to others, not me"

Oh, baby, look what you started

The temperature's rising in here

They were ready to inspect anything further when (Y/N) heard walking from the corridors, "someone's coming" "what?" and then a knock on the room next to them "they're entering the rooms" Elliot whispered.

"Loose the jacket"

He was about to ask why, but he knew better than to question her; she was so hot commanding orders. He carefully positioned the jacket on the back of a chair "I'm gonna put you here guys". When he turned back he found (Y/N) sat on the bed, taking off her heels "what are you-?" "We're supposed to look couply here, we can't be caught investigating" she obviously was right, but Elliot was in a very difficult position here now after she shoved him on the bed.

"So we're..." he was making some gesture with his hands while (Y/N) tried to find the courage to do something, "we have to" "yeah" and then he sat straight on the bed, waiting, thinking.

Elliot didn't have time before (Y/N) moved slightly her dress and positioned herself on his lap whit her legs on either side of him

Is this gonna happen?

Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move (ooh, ooh)

Before I make a move (ooh, ooh)

"Are you sure?"

Elliot was literally burning up.

Then she took his hands and put them on her hips, nodding. They felt so good on her.

They heard more loud walking so they inched closer, then a knock "room service";

So, baby, come light me up

And maybe I'll let you on it

A little bit dangerous

But, baby, that's how I want it

Poor guy didn't get an answer because they launched at each other to kiss. One of Elliot's hands travelled to her exposed back and the other gripped her hips more firmly. (Y/N)'s lips tasted of lipstick and were so soft to his rough kiss he wanted to die like this;

A little less conversation and a little more touch my body

'Cause I'm so into you, into you, into you

her hands were gripping his hair and taking him even closer to her. When her breasts pressed to his chest and he felt her lace to his portion of exposed-by-the-unbottoned-shirt pecs he was losing it, Elliot moved her hips on him and that's when she moaned in his mouth.

At the other side of the microphone their colleagues were a mix of confused and delighted.

Got everyone watchin' us

So, baby, let's keep it secret

A little bit scandalous

But, baby, don't let them see it

"Are they...?" Cassidy was having the time of his life when (Y/N) moaned

"They are" they could hear Elliot's now because (Y/N) was kissing his neck "they so are", confirmed Olivia and Munch.

That's when another knock was heard and finally the person opened the door.

The couple got off each other's lips just because the guy excused himself. Then reality came back down again.

Elliot moved to hear the man better, putting his hands under (Y/N)'s butt to cover her.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, I am at your service tonight" he had a tray with champagne in his hand and just a pair of trousers on. (Y/N) didn't falter for a second there, getting up and meeting their guest, "oh don't be sorry, we got a little carried away"

She could hear Cassidy chuckles in her head.

"I'm (Y/N), come meet my boyfriend" she took the tray from him and gestured for the guy to sit next to Elliot, who introduced himself. She then sat on the other side of the guy, putting her legs on both the men's ones; Elliot gave her a side glance at how comfortable she looked putting herself on this guy.

"Tell us..."

"Caleb"

She smiled, "Caleb, how does it work, your service?"

He proceeded to explain how they were a fancy club for couples who wanted to explore their sexual lives, he didn't know but the more he talked the more criminal sentences he was giving this place. Elliot was more than pleased to look at (Y/N) flirt and touch this man to give them everything and more they needed.

"And tell me, is there a way to have some... Incentives?" she got up to sit down on Elliot again, "you see my boyfriend here has a hard time with all my eccentricities, but he's willing to try tonight and I'm sure that with some magical helps he would love to have the both of us"

Elliot was dying under her caresses.

The guy was starting to negate the service when he jumped in the ring again, "we're willing to pay more, of course"

Caleb's eyes lit up then; he agreed and got up to a wall, pressed some invisible buttons and revealed a cabinet full of any kind of powders.

"Now the party can start"

This was (Y/N)'s signal to the team to start moving.

While Elliot was next to Caleb pretending to choose what would have been his poison, they heard some commotion from the outside. They didn't break character for a minute, (Y/N) was comfortably laying on the bed when Munch got the door down and declared the guy under arrest.

"Finally"

Now, the easy part was done: the club was shot down, the owners were arrested and the ADA had so much proof to put everyone working there behind bars that they even thanked the team.

The hard times were just about to start when an hour later they were still at the precinct doing reports; Elliot and (Y/N) didn't have a chance to talk yet and she was almost grateful for this, what could she even possibly say? Sorry if I devoured your face and I used our operation as an excuse to make out to you?!

She kept her head low and just wrote in the files for the entire time, she was also grateful no one said anything about their work -even if she was sure Cassidy and Munch had some sly remarks ready the instant she and Elliot walked out the doors, Olivia only threatened them if they talked. (Y/N) could sense Brian's struggle to shut up at the desk in front of her-

Meanwhile Elliot was just opposite her, on the other side of the room and couldn't take his eyes off of her; they were still in their clothes, (Y/N) just raised her hairs with a clip -which made her ten times sexier in his opinion- and got free of her heels. He did just half the report because he was too engrossed in looking at her, how calmed she seemed while she worked and how she bit her lip from time to time while thinking about bigger words to fill her papers. But mostly he couldn't stop thinking about how stupid he was to not talk to her yet, after he had the best kiss of his life and just wanted to repeat it forever.

(Y/N) was painfully oblivious to Elliot's stare, too preoccupied to avoid taking notice of Cassidy eyes moving from Munch to Elliot -they had practically cleaned her lipstick stains on Elliot's lips and neck for the amount of times they looked at them-

When she was done she got up, handed over her files and went away; she just squeezed Olivia's shoulder on the way, but didn't say a word to anyone.

It took Elliot the time she started the car and drove off to understand he had to move too, but only after Cassidy threw him an eraser and Olivia screamed at him to "go take his girl".

It made him smile to think about her that way.

The knock (Y/N) heard from her door were so strong and determined she instantly went to see whose was, she opened the door with a confused expression on her face.

"Hi"

She just made him space on the door to enter her apartment.

Elliot didn't know where to start, how could he explain things to her when he didn't stop and thought about it?! He inhaled a big breath and prepared himself for a big monologue.

This could take some time, hey

I made too many mistakes

Better get this right, right, baby

"First of all, I'm sorry" she was about to answer but he made a motion with his hand to stop her, "please let me get this all out first"

"Sure, right", (Y/N) sat on the couch and invited him to join her -she was actually shitting herself considering his tone, but she sensed that he needed this moment so she'd wait to do anything, even if she'd wanted to crumble right then and there-

Elliot took a place next to her, diverting his legs in order to face her. Ugh.

Tell me what you came here for

'Cause I can't, I can't wait no more

I'm on the edge with no control

And I need, I need you to know

You to know, oh, yeah

"I'm sorry if anything that I did, or didn't do tonight made you uncomfortable. I wasn't expecting the turn that took the night, but I must specify I was pleasantly surprised."

Maybe (Y/N) could restart breathing.

"(Y/N) you're an amazing woman, I admire you as a cop and I love working with you"

Why did this sound like a rejection? Or worse, a goodbye!?

"But most of all, I loved kissing you tonight"

Oh shit

He took her hands in his, "I know that we're supposed to be professional and I don't want to seem irrational right now, but I'd really fucking like to kiss you again, more then once"

She was flabbergasted. She couldn't form a thought, her jaw was on the floor and her heart was beating at the rate of a heart attack.

"Please say something"

So, baby, come light me up (light me up)

And maybe I'll let you on it

A little bit dangerous (dangerous)

But, baby, that's how I want it (how I want it)

A little less conversation and a little more touch my body

'Cause I'm so into you, into you, into you

(Y/N) pulled him from the shirt and kissed him, more confident than before. She pressed him to her putting her arms around his neck, while his found her waist; she opened her mouth to taste his tongue and he fucking groaned through the kiss, she was ready to fight his tongue for dominance when he pulled away.

"So I guess you..."

"Yes Elliot" she kissed the corner of his mouth "I like you too" and then his jaw "and I really like to kiss you" moving to his neck "and I'd like to do it for quite some time, if you'd like"

"I would love to", he was turning his face to kiss her again but she got closer to his ear to whisper something, "I would also want for you to fuck me, like right now" and then she smirked.

She didn't give him time to do anything because she ran away to her bedroom; Elliot woke up from his trans and followed her, finding her in front of the mirror trying to get away from her dress. He came up behind her and took her hands' place on her zipper.

He unzipped it so slowly, kissing every inch he discovered and then let the dress fall at her feet.

"Fuck"

He palmed her naked breasts, still looking at (Y/N) through the mirror, her head fell on his chest from the pleasure.

"I think you're too much covered" she decided when she turned around and got unbuttoned his shirt with one powerful move.

"Ehi! I liked that shirt" Elliot himself knew he was only half complaining, "I like it better off" she fucking licked her lips looking at his bare torso.

(Y/N) kissed every part of his chest, from the clavicle to his pecs; she sucked one of his nipples and was happily pleased when she realised his breath was becoming more erratic. She trailed her tongue down all his abs until she got on her knees, asking the permission to unbuckle his belt and jeans.

"You can do me whatever you want love"

Love

She worked his clothes rather quickly and stopped only in front of his underwear: shit, he was big. But she couldn't praise him about his size yet. She palmed his boner and got excited enough to yank his underwear away and take his dick in her hands.

Elliot was dying of anticipation there.

After stroking him two times (Y/N) licked his shaft and he hissed. He was ready!

Finally she put her mouth on his tip and sucked all the dick down in her mouth.

"Holy shit", he grabbed her hair and she looked at him with big eyes before she started to move her head up and down. She was phenomenal. At some point she took his balls in her hand and started squeezing, "oh my- (Y/N)"

It took her two minutes of full bobbing before she had to take air, but she never stopped touching him, always licking on nipping his tip. When she put her mouth on him again she started to move faster and sucking harder. Elliot was a moaning mess up there, moving his hips in sync with her.

"Baby I'm gonna-" he couldn't talk, she gripped his ass and sucked his cock so much deeper in her mouth he couldn't even think before he shot down her throat. She kept moving her head until he stopped screaming for her and came down his high.

When she left his dick (Y/N) was smiling and Elliot loved this. He helped her get up, just to take her in his arms and put her on the bed.

"You were-"

"Amazing, I know" he chucked, "you really were", he kissed her neck then, lowering himself on her. He felt her wet panties to his cock, who was already recovering feeling her like this. He moved his hands through all her leg, stopping at her inner thigh and sensing her warmth. Elliot looked her in her eyes when he finally put a hand on her pussy. She hissed at the contact.

"You're soaked baby"

"A good cock might do this to me"

She wasn't even embarrassed to show him how much she wanted him; he smirked and slowly let herself free of her panties.

"Look at her, so pretty and ready for me"

His talking of her pussy made her involuntarily lift her hips, which made Elliot smirk even more before he put a finger on her clit.

"Mmmh"

"That's right love"

Fuck he was good with his fingers. She knew he was only giving his dick time to recover, but (Y/N) was enjoying every minute of his fingers entering her hole. She was gripping his forearm when he pushed his second finger in to "prep her for his dick", he said. She was sure he was just enjoying her so fucked up just by his fingers.

"El I need you, now"

His face lit up, "you sure?", she took his cock and aligned it with her entrance, soaking it with her wetness "I'm sure".

He pushed into her very slowly, he was relishing in every inch of her stretching to his length. When he was done he waited a few seconds to move, admiring (Y/N)'s face while she adjusted to his size; suddenly she moved her hips making him hiss and then start to pound into her at a determinate pace.

"God, yes"

She was feeling every inch of his big dick and she was fucking loving it. He moved so well into her while also paying attention to every other part of her : when he wasn't kissing her neck, he was squeezing her tits or whispering dirty things in her ears.

She was loving his dirty talk.

"Come on baby, let me feel you squeeze my dick"

(Y/N) never moaned so loudly in her life. One of her hands was gripping the sheets and the other was firm to Elliot's back to have him always there, pounding into her, extremely close and sweaty. When Elliot started playing with her clit (Y/N)'s eyes rolled so back he was afraid she'd loose them.

"I-I'm so close baby"

Fuck, she called him baby

Elliot became even faster and impatient to let her finish around him; she was a screaming mess while she cum but Elliot loved her clenched pussy around him. Before he could cum he pulled out and finished on her stomach, still patting her clit while he stroked himself.

It was the sexiest thing (Y/N) ever saw; the scene became even more erotic when Elliot went down and licked his cum from her skin and then got up to her face saying "it tastes like you".

She smiled at him and pulled him in her arms, "after you'd done a thing like this, I'll never give you away"

"And I'll never leave, love"

#elliot stabler x reader #elliot stabler #Elliot stabler x you #Elliot stabler fanfic #law and order svu #law and order imagine #ellio stabler imagine #elliot stabler smut #law and order fanfiction

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mikkies · 11 days ago

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「 EVEN IN THIS SICK "GAME", YOU'RE ALWAYS MY PRIORITY. 」

Elliot x GN! Spouse! Reader

warnings: none!

notes: I'm pretty disappointed with the huge and massive nerf Elliot got in this new update. They should bring it back man.. Also with Noob too! They nerfed my mains to the ground 💔

➹ — Before Forsaken

THE FAMILIAR HUM of the pizza oven filled the small pizzeria as you leaned against the counter, watching Elliot expertly toss dough into the air.

His red visor was slightly askew, and flour dusted his red polo, but he looked every bit like he was in his element.

“Are you ever going to take a break?” you asked, smirking as he caught the dough and began spreading sauce with quick, practiced movements.

“Breaks are for quitters,” he replied, glancing at you with a grin. “And I’ve got a reputation to uphold.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling.

Elliot was nothing if not determined, a trait that had drawn you to him in the first place.

It was his endless energy and unwavering kindness that had made you fall for him—and eventually say yes when he proposed over a heart-shaped pizza.

“Fine,” you said, grabbing a tray of freshly cut toppings. “At least let me help.”

“You? Help?” he teased, dodging the handful of mushrooms you threw his way.

Laughter echoed through the kitchen, a sound that had become a staple in your relationship.

Life was simple but fulfilling, filled with late-night deliveries, shared slices of pizza, and the occasional flour fight that left the kitchen—and both of you—an absolute mess.

You couldn’t imagine anything disrupting your perfect little world.

➹ — During Forsaken

THE ONCE-VIBRANT glow of the pizzeria was replaced by the dim, eerie light of the forest.

The cabin you shared with Elliot was small but comforting, a rare safe haven in the chaotic game you were trapped in.

Elliot sat on the bed, balancing a tray of pizza slices on his lap.

The faded red visor he wore looked out of place against the rough-hewn wooden walls, but it was a constant reminder of the role he’d been forced into.

“You’re quiet,” you said softly, sitting beside him.

“Just thinking,” he replied, handing you a slice. “This is all I’m good for now. Healing people with pizza.”

“And you’re amazing at it,” you reassured him, taking a bite.

He sighed, running a hand through his yellow hair. “I hate it, though.

Watching you run into danger, knowing all I can do is wait until you come back and patch you up. It’s not enough.”

“Elliot, stop,” you said firmly, placing your hand over his. “You’re not just healing me—you’re keeping me alive. You’re keeping us alive.”

He looked at you, his brown eyes filled with doubt. “But what if—”

“There are no what-ifs,” you interrupted, squeezing his hand. “You’re doing what you can, and that’s more than enough.”

Elliot’s shoulders relaxed slightly, but his frustration lingered. “It’d be nice if I could do more. Just once, I’d like to throw a punch or—”

“You know that’s not how it works,” you reminded him gently. “We all have our roles, and yours is one of the most important.”

He gave a reluctant nod, setting the tray aside and pulling you into his arms. “I just want you to be safe.”

“I know,” you murmured, resting your head against his chest. “And I feel safe, because I have you.”

Despite the horrors outside, you found solace in each other. In his warmth, his humor, and the way he’d save the best slices for you after every match.

And as the forest fell silent once more, you knew that no matter what came next, you’d face it together.

Because in a world where everything else was uncertain, your love for each other was unshakeable.

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spanktony · 2 years ago

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MISSED OPPORTUNITIES - maddy perez

summary: you can paired up with maddy for a project, little do you know there’s some lingering feelings in the air.

words: 3.8k

warnings: 18+, riding, g!p reader, reader being oblivious, rue, elliot & reader talk abt pegging and b*ssy 😭

notes: might be ooc maddy or bad dialogue, haven’t wrote for my baby in a while! sorry!

navigation. request.

"Maddy and Y/N."

Maddy didn't exactly know you, but yes, she's seen you. She had noticed you from a distance, watching as you'd come to school on your skateboard nearly every day, and on the days you didn't, you'd gotten a ride from Elliot.

Then you'd proceed to come into fifth period with baggy pants, a beanie on your head, and a nonchalant attitude.

Maddy wondered what it would be like to strike up a conversation with you. But, Maddy couldn't gather the courage to approach you, fearing rejection or awkwardness.

Maddy often found herself stealing glances at you during class, watching you bop your head to the music playing through your earphones.

Maddy couldn't help but wonder what kind of music you were listening to and if you'd ever consider sharing your playlist with her.

You take your wired airpod out of your ear, making sure you heard your teacher correctly. You glance around the classroom, catching Maddy's eye. She quickly looks away, blushing slightly.

"So! Now to go over your assignment." You lean back in your chair, listening to the instructions your teacher is giving. "As we all know, spring break is coming up, and I'm sure many of you have exciting plans. Although, the school wants to do something fun to celebrate the break. We thought it would be a great idea for you guys to come up with an event-type fundraiser for the school. It could be anything from a bake sale to a talent show, as long as it's creative and engaging."

Your teacher pauses, scanning the room for reactions. "Then, once you finish your assignment, the school will vote for the best event idea, and we will make it happen during spring break. This way, you will not only have a chance to showcase your creativity but also contribute to the school community in a meaningful way. So, let's brainstorm and come up with some amazing event ideas that will make this spring break even more memorable!"

Your teacher claps, encouraging the class to get up and start sharing their event ideas with their partner. The class gets up, except for you. You hesitate for a moment, feeling a bit unsure about Maddy being your partner.

Now, you didn't know Maddy personally, but you had heard some rumors about her, and you knew her boyfriend, Nate, a dickhead who'd often cause trouble. One time, Nate chased you with her truck, nearly running you over as you frantically tried to escape on your skateboard.

You never talked to Nate nor even looked his way, but he had always given you menacing looks whenever you crossed paths, along with the rest of the football team. It was tiring, annoying, and made you feel constantly on edge whenever you were near them.

You're knocked out of your thoughts when Maddy appears in front of your sight, a slight smile on her lips. "Y/N, right?" You nod, sitting up in your seat. "Yeah..." Maddy chuckles and nods, her smile widening.

"Were you gonna keep thinking about the great depression or come over to my desk so we can discuss this project?" You crack a smile at Maddy's playful comment and quickly gather your belongings, making your way over to her desk.

You're at Maddy's house. It's been a week since you've been working on the project together. Maddy had a completely different personality from her boyfriend. She was inviting but at the same time closed off, she'd open up about her interests and passions but rarely talked about her personal life or emotions.

You move to the edge of the bed, taking your notebook with you. "So...uh, so far we have a spring dance, a photography exhibit, and a...twerk party? Did you add that one?"

Maddy giggles, hiding her face behind her hands. "No, that one was all you," she says, her laughter contagious. "I swear I didn't write that." You can't help but smile at Maddy's infectious laughter. It's refreshing to see her so carefree and playful, even if she still keeps certain aspects of herself guarded.

Maddy crawls to the edge of the bed, leaning in to read the notebook. You hold in your breath, her being so close to you, sending a rush of warmth through your body. "You can add karaoke, that sounds fun," Maddy suggests, you nod, taking the pencil from behind your ear and jotting down her suggestion in the notebook.

Maddy bites down on her lip, watching you with a smile. "What...?" You whisper, confused and intrigued by her sudden change in demeanor. She leans in closer, her eyes dancing across your face.

"Do you always ride your skateboard to school? I've been meaning to ask." You feel a flutter of excitement at Maddy's interest in your daily routine. "Yeah, I've been skateboarding to school for a while now. I have a car, but it's more fun, to be honest," you reply, fiddling with the pencil in your hands.

Maddy's eyes fall to your skateboard propped on her wall before falling back on you. "You look hot when you ride it too." Her compliment catches you off guard, and a blush creeps up on your cheeks. "Thanks, Maddy," you say with a shy smile.

"We can take a break," Maddy suggests, taking the notebook out of your lap and setting it aside. You lay back against Maddy's bed, and she does the same, turning her head towards you.

"Any more ideas?" You ask, turning your head towards her. Maddy smiles, "Girl, what part of a break don't you understand?" You chuckle at Maddy's response, your face heating up. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Maddy reassures you, her eyes twinkling with amusement. You turn on your side, propping your head up with your hand. Maddy does the same, jokingly mocking you. "You know, I was thinking we should totally have a secret handshake. Something so ridiculous, only we'd get it."

You laugh at Maddy's suggestion, imagining the two of you coming up with a silly secret handshake. "Like what?"

Maddy sits up, sitting on her feet. You sit up as well, sitting criss-cross apple sauce. Maddy softly takes your hand, "We could dap up..." She moves your hand to the side and starts doing a series of intricate hand movements, "then do a link our pinkies...and seal it with a kiss."

You watch in awe as Maddy effortlessly demonstrates the complex sequence of hand movements. The idea of sealing the secret handshake with a kiss makes you blush, feeling as if you were floating on cloud nine.

"Ready?" Maddy asks, her eyes filled with excitement. You nod eagerly, beginning the intricate hand movements. As you mirror Maddy's movements, your fingers fumble at first, but with each repetition, you start to gain confidence and precision, sealing it with a kiss every time.

"Maddy!" Someone shouts from behind, interrupting your secret handshake. Startled, you quickly break away, turning around to see Maddy's mom at the door. "Dinners ready."

You exchange a sheepish glance with Maddy. "I should probably get going." You say to Maddy, glancing at her door, her mom now gone. Maddy nods understandingly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Yeah, I guess we can finish practicing our handshake later," she says with a small smile.

You reluctantly leave, and you can't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the next time you see Maddy.

You lean against Rue's locker, watching the students pass by in the bustling hallway. Thoughts of Maddy replay in your mind making you smile to yourself. Maybe there's something more between you two than just friendship.

But your smile fades, remembering Nate Jacobs. We're they still together? How bad would it be if you did try to pursue Maddy?

Regardless of the bad thoughts running through your head, you can't deny the growing connection you feel towards her, leaving you torn between taking a chance or playing it safe.

You take out your airpod, glancing between Elliot and Rue. "Guys...am I attractive?" Elliot and Rue stop their conversation, exchanging puzzled looks. "Yes," Elliot simply says.

"I'd say so, yes," Rue adds, nodding her head.

Their affirmations boost your confidence, but a part of you still questions if their opinions are biased. Nevertheless, their words provide a small glimmer of hope that pursuing something with Maddy might not be as complicated as you initially thought.

"Let's say...there's this girl, right?" They both nod, and you continue. "And...she's like...giving... I want you, but I don't know if you want me vibes, you know?" Elliot raises an eyebrow while Rue stares at you, waiting for you to elaborate.

"Like! I know she likes likes me, but I don't know how to let her know I like like her." You pause for a moment, trying to find the right words to convey your dilemma. "It's like we're both playing this game and we're afraid to make the first move because we don't want to get rejected or ruin our friendship."

Rue shrugs. "Sounds like you both need a little push," she suggests. "Maybe stop being a little bitch and make a move?" You chuckle nervously at Rue's straightforward advice, appreciating her bluntness. "I guess you're right," you reply.

Elliot puts his hands on his hips. "But are you not curious as to who she's talking about?" Elliot asks Rue, raising an eyebrow.

"It's probably BB." You grimace, "That's not funny, Rue." Elliot tilts his head, confused. "BB? Like, the vape addict, BB?" Rue nods at Elliot, confirming his suspicions.

"You're gross..." He mutters, frowning at you. You make a blank face, "It's not BB, bro."

Elliot puts a hand over his heart. "Oh, thank god." "Who is it then?" Elliot asks, his curiosity piqued. You pause for a moment, debating whether or not to reveal the truth. "Uh..."

Just then, Maddy walks up to you, smiling slightly. "Hey, Y/N." You smile, giving the girl a small wave. "Hey, Rue and Elliot," Maddy adds, earning tight-lipped smiles and nods from the two.

Maddy then holds out her hand, and you're surprised she'd wanna do the handshake in front of Elliot and Rue. You quickly glance at them before reluctantly taking Maddy's hand and reciprocating the handshake, indeed ending it with a kiss.

While you release your grip, you notice a flicker of confusion in Elliot's eyes, but he remains silent. Rue, on the other hand, seems unfazed and continues to observe the interaction with a calm expression.

"Walk me to class?" Maddy asks. You hesitate for a moment, aware of the potential consequences of being seen together, but ultimately decide to go along with it. "Sure," you respond, offering her a small smile as the two of you start walking towards her class.

As expected, Nate Jacobs passed the two of you without acknowledging your presence. He keeps his gaze straight ahead, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. You turn around to see if he's still watching, but he's already disappeared into the crowd of students. You feel a sense of relief, grateful that he didn't make a scene or confront you about being with Maddy.

Elliot takes a hit of his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the air. Rue lets out a sigh. "I can't believe a community service event won against your and Maddy's spring dance."

You shrug. "I don't really care. I still got the A." Elliot nods. "So, do you and Maddy still talk? Or have you been talking during the break?"

You hum, "Yeah, we'll Facetime a bit and hang out every now and then." Elliot raises an eyebrow. "Interesting. Are you two just friends, or is there something more going on?"

"Just friends." You confirm. Rue cuts in, "Because you're a little bitchhhh..." You roll your eyes at Rue's comment. "Aren't you the one who nearly skipped town with Jules?"

"Yeah, well, that's different. Jules and I have a deeper connection," Rue retorts defensively. You shake your head, not wanting to get into an argument with Rue. "Whatever."

You glance at Elliot, hoping to change the subject. "So, Elliot, what about you? Are you seeing anyone special?" Elliot chuckles and shakes his head. "Nope, just enjoying the single life for now."

"I think he secretly wants to have a threesome with Jules and me." You and Elliot burst into laughter at Rue's comment, finding it amusing but also slightly uncomfortable. "I think you and Jules want me to want to have a threesome with you guys so you can feel good about yourselves."

Rue raises an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, is that what you think? You're totally wrong."

"What if we had a threesome?" Elliot suggests, jokingly. Rue laughs. "Yeah, and we just pegged Elliot the entire time." Elliot joins in on the laughter but quickly interjects, "Woah, woah! Why me?"

Rue smirks mischievously. "Well, you did bring up the idea, didn't you? It's only fair that you take the spotlight." Elliot's face turns slightly red as he stammers, "I-I was just kidding! I didn't actually mean it!"

You grimace, "Enough about pegging! I just got reminded of Silento."

"Silento? What does he have to do with this conversation?" Rue asks, raising an eyebrow.

Elliot mouths, "Bussy," and Rue frowns, fake gagging.

Your phone vibrates in your pocket, distracting you from the strange conversation. You quickly pull it out to see a message from Maddy, smiling at the message.

maddy - wyd

"Maddy just texted me, what am I doing?" Rue lets out a dramatic gasp. "She's a wyd warrior? Brace yourself, Y/N." You chuckle at Rue's dramatic reaction.

you - nm, u?

maddy - home alone and extremely bored

maddy - you wanna come over?

"Holy shit." Elliot is nearly breaking his neck to look at your phone screen. "Maddy wants you to come over? She def wants to fuck." You raise an eyebrow at Elliot's assumption and shake your head.

"No she doesn't." You look at Elliot who stares at you with a raised eyebrow. "She doesn't!"

Rue joins in, "Then she would've asked for Cassie. Not you." Elliot nods in agreement. "And she's home alone."

You consider their points for a moment, realizing that they may have a valid argument. Anyway, you still believe that Maddy's intention is simply to alleviate her boredom. "Well, maybe she just feels more comfortable hanging out with me," you suggest.

"Why are you plotting your own downfall?" Rue raises an eyebrow, questioning your reasoning. Elliot chimes in, "If Maddy wanted company, she could have invited anyone else. It seems weird that she specifically asked for you."

you - omw

You get up from the bed and say, "See you guys later."

Rue yells after you, "Don't be a little bitch!"

"Why are your parents out?" You ask Maddy, plopping down on her bed. Maddy shrugs and replies, "They went out for dinner. My dad finally found a job."

You raise an eyebrow at Maddy's response and ask, "So why did you specifically want me to come over tonight?" Maddy hesitates for a moment before saying, "I just thought it would be nice to have some company."

You sense there's something more to Maddy's invitation, but you decide not to push further. Instead, you lean back on her bed and let out a contented sigh. Maddy sits on her feet before lying down beside you.

"You smell like cigarettes." You glance at Maddy, slightly surprised by her comment. "Oh, sorry about that," you say, realizing that the faint smell of cigarettes must have clung to your clothes from earlier. "I was hanging out with some friends earlier, and they were smoking."

Maddy stares at your face, and you feel yourself becoming self-conscious under her gaze. "I am so jealous of your eyebrows," her thumb begins, tracing the shape of your brow.

"They're so perfectly arched," she continues, a small smile playing on her lips. You feel a blush creeping up your cheeks as you thank her for the compliment, appreciating her attention to detail.

Maddy's eyes leave your eyebrows and fall to your lips. You notice a flicker of curiosity in her gaze as she leans in slightly. You clench your jaw, frozen in place, you were nervous as fuck. Your heart pounds in your chest, unsure of what might happen next.

Maddy pauses for a moment, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. Sensing your unease, she leans back slightly, giving you space.

Shit...did you just blow it? You watch Maddy's reaction, you try to gather your thoughts and find the right words to salvage the moment. The silence hangs heavy in the air, and you swallow hard, feeling the weight of the missed opportunity.

"No fucking way," Elliot mumbles as you finish your sentence. He shakes his head in disbelief. "You fumbled badly."

You run a hand down your face, "I know." Elliot pats you on the back, "Have fun dealing with that one. I gotta get to class."

You narrow your eyes, "Since when did you start going to class?"

Elliot chuckles, "Since I realized that I might not be getting my diploma." You give him a playful shove, "Well, good luck with that. Maybe I'll see you at graduation."

Elliot raises an eyebrow, "Don't hold your breath." He turns and walks away, leaving you alone to ponder the consequences of your missed kiss with Maddy.

You lean against your locker, scrolling through your playlists before landing on the one you made for Maddy. Well, she didn't know you did because you hadn't shown her yet.

You press play, and the familiar melodies fill your ears, but suddenly your headphones get snatched from your ear. You lift your head to see one of the footballers, Tyler, smirking down at you. "Who the hell still wears wires?"

You roll your eyes, annoyed by Tyler's interruption, reaching out to grab them back. Tyler chuckles and shrugs, moving them before you can reach them. "You should upgrade to wireless, man. It's the future," he says with a teasing tone.

"You're so fucking annoying." You mumble, exasperated by Tyler's teasing. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" Tyler's smirk fades as he hears your response, his playful demeanor turning more serious.

He leans in closer, his voice lowering as he confronts you. "You better watch your mouth, or you'll regret it."

"This isn't some Disney show, dude. Can I just have my headphones back?" You ask, trying to diffuse the tension. Tyler's eyes narrow as he considers your request, his grip on your headphones tightening. "Maybe I'll give them back if you apologize," he proposes, a hint of superiority in his voice.

"Nah, man. I can always buy another pair." You say, attempting to walk away from the escalating situation. But before you can take a step, Tyler slams you back against the locker, throwing your headphones on the ground before stomping on them.

"Why? They're right there." He smirks, pointing at the broken headphones. He pats your shoulder before walking away, leaving you stunned and seething with anger. You stand there, anger boiling inside you.

He was a dickhead who obviously craved attention because he lacks it at home.

"What the hell happened to you?" You turn around to see Maddy approaching with a concerned look on her face. You take a deep breath, "Nothing, but I'm about to leave school."

Maddy's concern deepens as she notices the anger in your voice. "Are you sure you're okay? You hesitate for a moment, contemplating whether or not to confide in her about Tyler's actions. You nod, picking up your broken headphones.

"You wanna come with?" Maddy hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to respond. She finally nods and says, "Yeah, I'll come with you." You smile gratefully at her.

The sun has now set, and you're in your car in a secluded area. Maddy smiles, the last song on the playlist you made from her finishing. "Send me that now!"

You laugh, "I will, swear."

You feel a sense of relief knowing that Maddy enjoyed the playlist you made for her. You meet Maddy's gaze, and your heart swells with gratitude for her presence and the connection you share.

Rue's words echo in your mind, "Don't be a little bitch."

You take a deep breath, letting Rue's words motivate you to push through any fear or hesitation. You softly place a hand on Maddy's cheek, pulling her into a gentle kiss. Maddy sinks in the kiss, leaning forward to deepen the kiss.

The kiss deepens, and you can feel Maddy's nails lightly graze the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Without hesitating, you pull the Latina into your lap with slightly shaking hands.

You pull away in a desperate need for air, but Maddy takes this as a chance to attack your neck, nipping and sucking on your sensitive skin, while grinding in your lap.

You let out a low groan, grasping her hips tightly as you surrender to the energy between you. Maddy's lips trail to your neck, to your jaw, and then back in an intense kiss, her hands roaming over your body.

The kiss becomes messy, her tongue sliding against yours, making your head swim with lust. Your hands lift her skirt up, feeling the heat and smoothness of her thighs beneath your fingertips.

Maddy's breath hitches, pulling away from the kiss. You think you've done something wrong, but then you see the hunger in her eyes and the way her chest rises and falls rapidly. She leans in close, whispering in your ear, "I wanna ride you so bad."

Heat pools in your lower abdomen as you imagine Maddy straddling you, her body pressed against yours, moving in sync with your every touch. You bring Maddy into another kiss, she begins to grind on your hard-on, her movements becoming more urgent and desperate.

You lift Maddy up slightly, pulling down your pants with one hand while supporting her with the other. You reach back into her skirt, moving her underwear aside, before sliding into her wetness.

Maddy moans softly, her nails digging into your shoulder as she begins to move her hips in rhythm with your thrusts.

The eye contact is strong, fueling the intensity between you both. Maddy's gasps become louder, her body arching against yours in, "Mm..fuck! You feel so good, baby."

You let out a small groan, throwing your head back against your seat as the pleasure builds. Maddy's moans fill the confined space of the car, encouraging you to increase the pace, lost in the passionate moment.

Your hands grip her waist tighter, guiding her movements as the desire between you escalates. The car rocks with each thrust, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the enclosed space. The intensity reaches its peak, and with one final gasp, Maddy explodes into a state of euphoria, holding onto you tightly.

"Y/N!!" You hold onto her, her body trembling in your arms as she catches her breath. You gently stroke her hair, whispering words of comfort and affection as you both bask in the afterglow.

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sharkbitten-sailor · 5 days ago

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may I please request Elliot x axolotl’reader more hcs??? THEYRE SO CUTE

Also btw! Take care of urself!! Eat food, drink water, etc.. phone addiction isn’t really good…

[forsaken] elliot x axolotl!reader headcanons .ᐟ

a/n; i will, thank you so much for the thoughtful reminder. it really means a lot to me. and to you too!! no worries at all, i work on my computer, not my phone, so everything should be just fine :> aaand a little off topic, but i was listening to 'so bitter' + 'l'amore dice ciao' while working on this (❁´◡`❁)

< previous work >

- like i said before, you don’t talk much. just soft squeaks, chirps, and the occasional hiss. elliot? he’s practically fluent in your squeak-code at this point. - hiss? space respected. high squeak? boom! blankets, plushies, snacks incoming. chirp? he grins and softly asks, 'what’s making you all happy over there bud?' (secretly hoping it’s him. it usually isn’t, but one day it might be. he dares to dream.) - he acts casual when you're around, but his thoughts are anything but. he’ll catch himself staring a little too long when you nap, tucking your blanket in just right. 'look at them,' he whispers once, 'all peaceful and stuff.' then turns scarlet and hides behind a pillow. - sometimes he wants to poke your cheeks but stops himself. mostly. - before he pats you, he asks. every time. if you say yes? he melts on the spot like a popsicle under the sun. if you say no? totally valid. he respects your boundaries without making it awkward. - you're easy-going with most people, even that guy. elliot tries to keep you a little distant from him, tho. you might catch him mumbling under his breath when that guy’s around. yeah. very casual. completely not jealous. - but if you don’t feel like getting involved in that, then he won’t push it. he might be protective, but he’s not possessive. - one time, he thought it’d be fun to teach you to cook fish. y'know, being an axolotl and all,,,? you just stared at him like he betrayed your entire species. he still doesn’t know how to recover from that. 'but don't you eat raw fish all the time??' ...the stare intensifies... - because you rarely join convos, when you do speak up, he drops everything to listen. he’d probably write things down in a little notebook. - he sticks those notes to the fridge. allergies, favorites, dislikes. totally casual. totally not obvious that he has five sticky notes for you and just one for everyone else. weird wind must’ve done that. - after that, he realizes you're a big fan of fish and all things ocean-themed. - when you’re anxious, he floats paper fish in a bowl of water and lets you watch them swim. no talking. just fish time :] - believe me, he swore up and down it wasn’t like that. just a quiet friendship. just looking out for you. until the moment you flopped onto his chest, tail curled around his leg as if you didn't just pull a pizza delivery guy so effortlessly. - he went full tomato. red face with smoke on the head like a pot kinda panic. you? peacefully dozing. him? contemplating the meaning of life and love with your head against his heartbeat. - and that notebook? pfft. what notebook? the one with your favorite snacks, exact blanket preferences, and doodles of you with lil hearts by the margins? nah. must be someone else’s. definitely not his.

a/n; i had so much fun writing this! i hope you had fun reading too anon <3

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chososcamgirl · 10 months ago

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(SHE’S) JUST A PHASE CHAPTER TWO: babadook

masterlist

“And that was free room by Ravyn Lenae and Appleby for you guys!”, her co-host Miwa talks into the microphone beside Yn.

“Next up on 106.9 FM is femininomenon by miss Chappel Roan in honour of spotify sending me the most agitated and irritating man as my soundmate. Love you spotify!” Yn speaks into the mic and smacks her lips.

“It’s like he gets off to making beautiful girls form frown lines in their prime years” Miwa says spinning her chair to look at Yn.

“Omg what if he’s the Babadook”, she gasps, clutching her blouse like it’s her non-existent pearls along with her exaggerated expression.

“The Babadook if he listened to Elliot Smith and Deftones”, Yn rolls her eyes still annoyed by the anonymous ass of a man as yesterday’s texts pop up in her mind.

“Fucking cunt”, she mumbles to herself hoping the mic didn’t catch onto that, otherwise management would also be up her ass alongside her soundmate.

“Aaaanyway’s here’s Chappel Roan’s femininomenon!”, Miwa quickly exclaims into the mic as she hits the play button.

Yn switches the microphone off and pulls the headset off the sides of her head and replaces them with her palms, groaning whilst doing so.

“That guy still haunting you huh”, the teal haired girl states as she smiles at Yn’s state.

She lifts up her head only for it to drag over the she of her chair as she looks at the upside down door.

“Miwa he was just so, so,” she begins but never finishes, but by the look on her partners face she already knows how she’s feeling.

“Want me to get Todo to find his address and beat him up? You know he will if it’s for you”

Yn lifts her head from the chair and plasters a faux thinking face and puts a finger on her chin. Miwa rolls her eyes and chuckles at her friend’s commitment to the bit.

Yn stops and grins at Miwa.

“Nah not worth it.”

backstage!

• yn and miwa’s radio station is called ‘maneater’

• they mostly play songs from women but the one time yn played tridant’s new album and she was gushing about them for a good hour

• ynmegumi unblocked eachother as soon as they saw eachother on twitter help

• when toge leave their apartment the food is empty besides the fruits and vegetables (fatass)

• toge didn’t leave until like 4am once and caught yuta sneaking out of maki’s room

• they haven’t spoke about it since

• party yn is WILD and can absolutely throw a fucking party - with the help of panda of course

• the band mates definitely like yn more than megumi

• the toge texts are in panda’s pov i tried to make it as subtle as possible without stating help

• btw megumi and toge were fighting over who’s dishes were left in the sink so toge put a fish (yes a live fish but it was far from alive when megumi went into bed that night) into his bed with a note saying “wash this bitch”

• toge got his ass beat

• them actually being a band when question mark

• next chapter most likely wink wink

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adviceformefromme · 2 months ago

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A deeper dive into relationships because that’s a HUGE blocker for a lot of perpetually single women because the moment you start to catch feels is the moment you tune into the frequency of survival. When you’re in survival you get tunnel vision, you’re over analysing, you’re over communicating to create a sense of safety in yourself, you become hyper vigilant of what you say, how you say it, what he says, when he was last online. Imagine an animal in the wild looking over its shoulder, eyes wide open. That is literally you! The moment you start to feel. And this is because when you feel, you’re opening a buried hatchet of all your past pains, and traumas and your body is sensing danger. You can no longer think straight, you’re not sleeping properly and your focus is on him because unconsciously he has become a THREAT. Of course you don’t see him as a threat, you see him as potentially the ‘one’, even though he may be starting to pull away, because that survival energy you don’t realise you’re in is actually REPELLING.

So how do you get out of this survival energy when you are dating a guy?

You need to practise creating safety in your nervous system.

Daily practise, yes these might sounds stupid and redundant but you need to do daily exercises that create a healthy relationship between you and your nervous system that reinforce safety. This might look like daily somatic shaking for 5 mins (literally shaking out your whole body to a Missy Elliot track), and/ or humming for 5 mins this tunes your body to safety, or or try bilateral tapping (butterfly tap your upper arms). This is what you can start today as your daily practise. It’s literally 5 mins priming your body to safety. You’re allowing your body to feel safe BEFORE an event happens.

When the fire alarms go off, create a note in your phone with your tool box. Important to connect with your inner child during this time, ask yourself ‘what part of me is afraid? How old does she feel? What does she need right now? And you handle and deal with this like a loving inner parent, you create a dialogue that reaffirms safety. Yes again may sounds stupid but it actually works, think how a parent can reassure a child to safety, you have that ability within you. ‘You’re safe with me. You don’t have to handle this alone, I’m here, what do you need’

You want to expose your nervous system to gently feel safe to be desired and loved by a powerful man. Imagine how it feels the moment that switch goes off in you from being the fun loving gal, to being overwhelmed with anxiety intense emotions. You want to visualise, feeling safe at that point. Start visualising having feelings AND feeling grounded, AND feeling safe to lean back and let him come forward. FEEL safe not having to attach yourself to him, go slowly. By putting in the actual work to visualise this is going to create a shift, this is something you do every night before bed.

#manifesting #lawofattraction #levelup #levelupjourney #levelup confidence lawofattraction powerofthemind #manifestyourreality #manifest #growthmindset #manifestingmindset #adviceformefromme

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thebluester2020 · 2 months ago

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[SDV] "Kinky"

Summary: He was about 99% certain you'd reject him when he approached you at the saloon one night. When Sam and Abigail had gone home for the night, and it was just the two of you, Sebastian had finally worked up the courage to address the tension between the two of you! One so palpable that he could almost taste it, and you could as well. Which is why...the word 'no' didn't even come close to coming out of your mouth when you agreed to have a one-night stand with the town's local recluse.

Warning(s): Dirty Talking (On the reader's side!), Cowgirl, Sprinkle of Dacryphilia (Pussy so good that Sebastian's reduced to tears), Switch!Sebastian, Switch!Reader, Mutual Masturbation (for a little bit),

Side Note(s): SDV Bachelors having one night stands with the farmer/reader is actually my new favorite trope now 😩

Sorry this didn't come out yesterday y'all, I got roped into a college party last minute—

"Do...you want to have a one-night stand with me?"

He hardly had any other ideas about how to phrase the question to you.

He couldn't be playfully flirty like Sam or have a poetic coyness to his words like Elliot. Hell, he was certain that even Shane would have a better time finding a way to word whether or not someone would like to sleep with him! For Sebastian, however, he was...awkward. Hell, he was hardly able to look you in the eyes after he had popped the question.

Your eyes were wide and your mouth slightly ajar.

The few minutes you took to decide upon your answer were the most grueling few minutes of his entire life. But...when you had said yes?

The poor man nearly choked on his own air, especially when he already had it halfway solidified in his mind that you would tell him to go fuck off with a disgusted look on your face! Yet, the blush that began to rise to your cheeks was unmistakable, and it only continued to grow as you admitted to him that you've been harboring a small thing for him since you both first met.

"So..." You started to say after a minute of silence. "Do you—Do you want to come back to my place?" You suggested.

You giggled at how quickly Sebastian nodded his head, the man even stuttering out a nervous 'Sure' as if he were still trying to come to the fact that this was really happening to him! Not only did you admit to him that you thought he was attractive from the moment you both met, but you were now holding his hand and leading him out of the saloon and back to your farm! He felt like a lost duckling almost...however, it was hard to think about appearances and whatnot when tonight was about to be the night his wet dreams finally came true.

. . .

Thus, that's how both of you ended up where you are now.

On your couch in the living room, playing with each other's sexes while Sebastian's mind swam with just how dirty you were. "F-Fuck..." He mumbled into your mouth as you kissed him, grateful that your eyes were closed while Sebastian's eyes were glued to how your hand massaged and stroked his leaky cock. He was sooo wrong for thinking that you were innocent, all those blushy, nervous looks directed his way whenever he'd look over to you or said a greeting to you had to have been just a show for the masses!

The way you parted from his mouth, a few strings of your spit still connecting the two of you together until it was broken by you lowering your head to his dick to spit on the tip. It was sinful, absolutely filthy. Especially the way you teasingly licked his tip before you rose your head to smash your lips against his once more, your tongue shoving into his mouth before a broken moan left your lips when he gently pinched your aching clit. "Sebastian..." You moaned into his mouth.

He chuckled at how your ministrations on him faltered a little, giving him the confidence he needed to speed up how his fingers danced upon your clit. Sebastian took his lips from yours, bringing them to your ear before he bit down onto your ear lobe. "Feels good?" You could feel the smirk that began to creep onto his lips. Yet, you hardly had any fight in you to try and bite back at the loner as your thighs twitched at how he began to play with your cunt, gathering the slick that oozed from your clenching hole before he'd flick your clit and repeat the process.

"Had I known you would've been this eager to fuck me—" He pressed a kiss to your neck, a soft moan leaving his lips as he inhaled your scent. "—I would've asked you sooner..." You felt yourself heat up at his words, your thighs twitching even more around his hand as even more moans and whines slipped from your lips, the knot in the pit of your stomach beginning to tighten more and more in anticipation of your oncoming release. Sebastian didn't mind how your hand began to slow before stopping completely in its ministrations, the sounds of your sweet moans and cries of his name...begging him to give you more, it made the throbbing ache in his cock all the more bearable as he focused on bringing you to your release, each flick of his finger or him teasingly slipping into your wanton hole before immediately taking it away only serving to somehow drive you closer and closer to your orgasm.

You were so sweet. After all this was done and he had fucked your pussy into the shape of his cock, the thought of taking things further with you...it didn't sound half-bad to the recluse. Your teary eyes looking at him as if he had personally hung the moon and stars in the sky was far too addicting to allow anyone else in this town to try and steal away from him.

"So cute farmer," He chuckled as he brought his face closer to your own. "Y' gonna cum on my fingers?" He continued. "All I'm doing is flicking this needy clit and that's enough to make you like this?" You could only manage a huff before you mustered up enough strength to take his face into your hands before smashing his lips to yours, effectively shutting him up as your tongue slipped between his lips. The delicious groan from Sebastian was enough to finally make you tip over the peak, your hips bucking into Sebastian's hand a few more times before you cried out into his mouth, tears of pleasure slipping down one of your cheeks before you had started to whine from overstimulation.

And thus, Sebastian parted from your mouth, his eyes hazy with need and desire as he stared into your watery orbs for a few seconds more before he finally took his fingers away from your cunt.

He stared at his dripping fingers before he slipped them into his mouth, groaning at your musky taste. "You taste good," Sebastian said.

As you slowly came down from your high, you had just barely caught onto the recluse's words through the slight buzzing in your ears. But...unlike moments before when you were embarrassed and ready to blush at a moment's notice, you only giggled at his words instead as you turned your head to face Sebastian. "Really?" You hummed before you took hold of his wrist and brought his fingers to your mouth.

Sebastian's cock jumped at how you so boldly slipped his fingers into your lips, the feeling of your tongue licking across his digits and sucking them...oh, he could only imagine how your mouth would feel on his cock, doing the exact same thing. But, the time for you to suck him off would have to come later. All he could do was think about how your cunt would feel wrapped around him— "You up for another round?" You asked.

"Are you?" He laughed.

Your mouth left his fingers with a lewd 'pop' before you could offer Sebastian a simple smile. You had gently pushed him to lie down on your couch, giggling at the rather adorable way he gasped in shock. "I am, " you said, doing your best to contain your excitement. "Mostly 'cause...you saw me tear up from how good your fingers felt on my pussy. To thank you, I should do the same, right?"

Without waiting for a definite answer, one that probably wouldn't have come to begin with due to how shocked Sebastian was at how easily you took control of the situation, you lined your cunt up to his rock hard cock, twitching and leaking as if begging for your attention. You giggled. "How ever did you manage to hold out for as long as you did, Sebby?" You chuckled as you grabbed ahold of his cock, a soft moan leaving Sebastian's lips. His breaths grew quicker and quicker as you lowered your cunt to the tip of his dick, the heat of your cunt so close to hisdick nearly driving him insane as he tried to buck up to feel your cunt. One that was met with you quickly taking your pussy away from him as you mockingly laughed at him. "So impatient..." You tsked at him.

"I suppose I have to give you that though, I was pleasure-drunk with how your fingers flicked my clit." Before allowing him to respond, you suddenly sunk your pussy down onto Sebastian to the base. The moan that tore from his throat was something you could easily get addicted to. The softness and neediness of it all filled your entire body with warmth as you leaned your body forward to press gentle kisses to Sebastian's face as a small apology. "Sorrysorrysorry Sebby," You repeated over and over again. "My pussy felt too good for you to handle all of a sudden?"

When Sebastian felt that he was able to look you in the eye, he looked at you with a cute pout. "Ha...ha...j-just wait for a minute—Ah!"

You smirked as you playfully cocked your head to the side, you weren't expecting Sebastian to let out that type of noise. "Oh?" You hummed as you firmly planted your hands onto Sebastian's chest. "What was that? You sounded so cute, Seb!" You praised.

And like before, you interrupted Sebastian with another slam of your hips down onto his abdomen, steadily finding a comfortable rhythm for yourself, one that was able to continue to make your one-night stand continue to cry and sing out for you as cutely as he currently was!

"F-Fuck! Y/N...please...!" He begged as he threw his head back, his hands weakly grabbing at your hips in an attempt to anchor himself. Your pussy felt sooooo good on his dick, each lewd 'plap' or the sticky sounds of your arousal pooling at the base of his cock making his cock twitch and throb inside of your wet cunt. "Feels good?" You said, a mocking copy of his earlier words to you.

"You're so cute when you cry baby...this pussy feel too good for you to hold it in?" You panted to him. Your moan was mixed in with a laugh when you felt Sebastian's cock throb inside of you once more, desperate whines and moans leaving his lips as he felt his orgasm creep on him embarrassingly fast. But, he tried to endure it if it meant that you'd continue to fuck yourself up and down his cock, each movement from you making his head spin and feel as if he were floating closer and closer to heaven— "Don't get too pussy drunk and pass out yet, Seb—fuck...—I like seeing your eyes as I fuck this leaky dick of yours."

You felt your face flush even harder when Sebastian only responded with a needy whine. "C-Can't help it...your pussy feels too good—AH!" You pouted when Sebastian once again let his needy moans and whines interrupt his sentences once more, trails of spit cascading down the sides of his kiss-swollen lips and causing you to tap his cheek a little in an attempt to get him to focus.

"Focus baby..." You punctuated your words with swift kisses to his lips and forehead, licking your lips afterward as if the recluse tasted like a sweet treat. And, in your opinion? He did. With each slam of your hips, adorable 'aht ahts' left his lips as his grip upon your hips tightened more and more in tandem with his cock beginning to throb even more eagerly inside of your cunt. He was close, and you knew it. Yet, as much as you were into it, seeing your one-night stand cry out for you, his glistening spit wetting the sides of his mouth like some cheap toy. You felt yourself closing in on your orgasm as well, the way the veins of his cock glided against your walls, the tip of his cockhead pressing into your spongey g-spot...it felt so good that your head began to spin, your hips beginning to stutter in their movement ever so slightly.

Something that Sebastian managed to notice through the fogginess of his lust. "A-Are you close—Shit...fuckfuckfuck..."

You nodded your head. "C-Close...!" You whined back to him as you allowed your chest to collapse against his. It was then that Sebastian took control, wrapping his arms tightly around your torso before he planted the soles of his feet against the couch, fucking up into you like a man-starved. "Y-Yoba...!" He cried out, his voice ringing through your ears. His eyes lazily opened to look at your face as he chased his high, your eyes threatening to roll into the back of your head as his head immediately tilted into the palm of your hand when you placed it against his face. "Fuck...Y/N..." He continued to pant. "You feel so good! I-I can't get enough of your pussy."

The soft smile you managed to give him before you pressed your lips against his own was what made him finally tumble over the edge. Ropes and ropes of his hot cum flooding your insides to the brim as the feeling made you reach your high as well. The two of you stilled against one another as you relished in your shared highs, you and Sebastian's mixed cum beginning to ooze from your pussy despite his cock still plugging you up.

When both of you finally came down from your highs, you were shocked at how obvious the lovesick look was in Sebastian's eyes. You giggled. "You're so obvious with your looks, Sebby," You teased. "What? My pussy was so good that it's got you falling in love?" You weren't expecting him to nod his head, as much of a shock it was for him to figure out that you were secretly freaky as hell...he wanted more of it, more of your touches and more of your pussy sliding up and down his cock. He wanted more of your kisses as well as the way you looked at him; he couldn't just give this all up!

"Can...can we see each other again?" He asked. "I...reallyyy like you."

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sourle · 1 month ago

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may i request with tje story thingy where the reader is hated so bad with: builderman actually needing ur abilities to keep the whole group safe and functionable (prolly a temp speed boost when the reader is nearby) and tries to keep you alive(mostly shedletsky) , but the reader lowkey gave up on trying tk stay alive so they just let the killer get to them first

Acquaintance

My compass is curiosity

WARNINGS: none

Note: its not exactly giving up, more so someone fumbled badly—

You tapped the generator after you closed the lid, watching as it sprung into life making the area a bit brighter from the neon green line on the front of it. One generator down, 2 left to go!

You hope the others are at the remaining generator fixing it to keep the cabin safe. Protected from the depth of the forest around it. You got up and stretched your body, hearing a few pops from your back. Probably from how long you've been crouching on the same generator. Seriously, these things got more and more hard to finish each round. You do wonder why that is.

You've heard Builderman and Shedletsky talk about it, they talk about how the generator went from just clicking buttons to connecting wires. You didn't know it used to be just clicking buttons. Maybe that's because you came after the initial changes. Yeah.

"I wonder where the others are.." you muttered, walking out from the underground place. You groaned as you almost slipped off the dirt steps but managed to catch your balance by flailings your arms.

Ugh I hate this new map.

The ambient sound of the map was eerie, and each step you take seems to be on beat with the thumping from across the map. You wonder who's the killer this time, you haven't seen it for half of the round.

You kept on walking past the disarray that's once a glorious place. As you rounded a corner a hand grabbed your arm and pulled you, you gasped and punched the person from shock.

A pained groan emits from beside you and it's.. Elliot?

"Shhh the killer is near," you stare at him like he's a different person, not once have you seen him do this. You started to think he's an imposter.

Elliot groans to your shocked and offended face, "Builderman needs your help,"

You blinked, once. Twice. What?

"Builderman needs my help????" "Yes, now come on—"

You watch as he walks, sticking on the side and behind walls. You just followed still confused.

The two of you arrived at the corner of the middle, you don't know how to describe it, but the place is elevated.

There's a working generator against the wall and the opposite of it is a dispenser, Builderman sat next to it with Chance.

Once the two notice both of you Chance instantly greets, "Eyy Pizza man! And isn't it the crayon user themselves!" Chance gives you a salute before flipping his coins landing on head.

"Hi Chance... And uhh—" "I need your help,"

You stare at Builderman from his bluntness. Straight to the point, i guess?

Builderman explained his plans, since your passive gives them slight speed they need you to stay near the sentinels, and right now they're struggling with John doe.

You stepped out from behind the wall, peeking to see the rest of the survivors. You watch as Guest and Two time followed John doe from behind whilst Shedletsky is being chased by it.

Shedletsky groaned, gripping his scarred arm as he ran, his stamina was almost gone. You quickly run up to him, it is a risk run alongside someone being chased, but due to your passive Shedletsky gets a lot quicker to flee and hide. Leaving you behind to run on your own.

You can't complain when your stamina is 10 more than the killers, making it easier for you to distract. You ran for as long as you could, juking and avoiding all of John doe's attack. Your body slowly wears itself down, your legs muscles spasm from the force pressure as you kept on going.

You can't hold him longer yet you're hopeful you can due to the timer. There's 10 seconds, you can do it.

You're hoping the sentinels come out and help you and your wish was granted as the others appeared, you scream in joy but he misses his sword.

0:03

Welp you might as well pray in hope it's quick painless as John doe grabbed the back of your clothes and stabbed you with his corrupted arm.

0:33

You woke up from the couch, hearing a thud from the dining room. You shifted a bit, sitting up before groaning. You glance to the side at Taph before at the doorway that leads to the dining room and saw Shedletsky walks out.

You two locked eyed, he stammered out an apology of not being able to help you before Chance pushed him aside and practically jumped dive towards you and Taph.

Note: Taph woke up w a concussion from it.

#lemon rambles #ask #anon ask #soups ask #yearning for a touch au #forsaken #forsaken x reader #>tags devider<#elliot #builderman #shedletsky #taph #chance #x reader

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drunkenkissesatdusk · 11 months ago

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can i order an older!batman!damian x reader they have a lot of children (biologically) and his family and friends does not know, i wanna know their reactions

yes your price is 1 order of creepcast merch for me since there’s 3 days left and i haven’t been able to get my grubby hands on it

YOU HAVE KIDS?

pairings — older!damian wayne — al ghul x fem!reader (could also be read as just reader since i never really use she/her much)

warnings — idk actually, pretty generic names for the kids but obviously you can imagine a different name if you want to (i just don’t like using d/n ykwim) (plus i only use them once)

summary — literally just the request but only with the batboys, batgirls, and bruce!!

notes — i hope this is good 😟

━━━━━━━ TO BE FAIR, YOU should’ve told them sooner. well, Damian should’ve, they were his family. but, you’d never forced him too, since your account on instagram wasn’t followed by any of them.

“are you sure you want to do this?” you rubbed your hands along his shoulders, gently. you were due at the Wayne manor in a little for a small lunch, you’d never been one to force Damian into seeing them, since you understood, but you were surprised when he planned on going.

“yeah, i’ll have to do it sooner or later.” he grabbed your hand and peppered kissing along your knuckles.

“mom can i bring my doll?” your youngest daughter, just turning five with no front teeth, walked out of the hall opening holding her old doll passed down from you. smiling, you nodded.

“you gonna remember to bring it home, baby?” you stepped forwards, rubbing your hands through her messy head of black hair. she’d inherited more from her father.

“mhm!” she smiled, turning back to her room with a grin.

“can’t we have more?” Damian wrapped his arms around you, his head leaning snug against your shoulder. you put your hands over his, a soft laugh leaving you.

“not for a little bit, Dame.” you turned around with a grin, gently kissing him. you shared the small intimate moment without hesitation, bonded as one soul in the moment.

“mom! are we going yet?” your oldest, now eleven, walked down the hall. you turned to her, then to your husband, who nodded. your oldest daughter saw it, and walked over to put her shoes on.

getting your other three — your youngest and the middle boys (twins) — and helping them with their shoes, you were all off. the ride was peaceful, your kids finding themselves distracted with either the outside world or the toys you let them bring along.

“have you told any of them?” you had been holding Damian’s hand over the center console, your thumb in a constant soothing motion over his knuckles and the curve of his thumb.

“no, only Alfred. he’s the only one who needed to immediately know. besides, i told him first anyways.” Damian sighed.

“that’s fine, baby. i told you, you never had to.” you brought his hand closer to your mouth, gently kissing it. Damian smiled at you before the rest of the car ride was passed with ease.

Damian, getting out and opening your door, then began to help your youngest get out of the car. you helped the twins out, made sure they had the toys they wanted, and had them follow Damian to the front door.

on the way, your draped your arm over your oldest daughters shoulders, tugging her into you. she basically melted into you, her arm going around you in return.

Alfred opened the door, a wide smile crossing his face. “master Damian!” he was overjoyed, “lovely to see you.” he hugged the man before following up with greeting you and your kids the same way.

he led the six of you upstairs to where everyone else was.

if you could’ve had a camera, you would’ve taken a picture of the moment. their faces were covered in pure shock, staring at your kids. your hand squeezed Damian’s, which you had found yourself holding.

“well, if this isn’t news i don’t know what is.” Dick broke the silence first, stepping forwards and embracing Damian. respectfully, he shook your hand.

“these are our kids, Elliot and Titus,” he gestured to the twins, both holding their action figures and playing around with them — they were Red Hood and Nightwing action figures.

“our oldest, Lorelei,” he gestured to her, “and youngest Regan.” they looked like the two of you. your youngest had all of Damian’s features, and your oldest might as well have been your carbon copy.

the twins looked like a mixture, and you could see everything processing in their minds.

“why don’t you four come with me?” Alfred stepped forwards when he noticed the slight tension in the air.

your kids didn’t argue, following him out to the garden.

“how come we never knew?” Bruce, getting older and older each day, stepped forwards.

“because it was our mutual agreement. i told Damian he didn’t have to tell anyone he didn’t want to.” you defended you and your husbands decision instantly.

“doesn’t matter,” Dick stepped up now, “we know now!” he was grinning.

“did you really buy your kids Nightwing and Red Hood action figures?” Jason was grinning when he spoke up.

“the girls have Batgirl figures.” you informed them with a wide smile, “you might not have known them, but they’ve always known you guys.” you added, your hand rubbing comforting patterns into Damian’s back.

“does this mean we’re all aunts and uncles? well, grandparent for Bruce.” Tim asked. you nodded with Damian in confirmation. a challenging look flashed across all of their faces instantaneously.

“this doesn’t mean you guys can go and spoil them.” Damian said, trying to fight back a smile.

ever since being with you, he’d mellowed out and been less harsh towards people. something you hadn’t done on purpose. he was still mean when he had to be.

“don’t spoil them too much, we still want humble and kind kids.” you corrected Damian.

“i can live with that.” Jason shrugged.

“do they really have batgirl figures?” Cass asked. you nodded again in confirmation, mentioning how it was your idea.

“how old are they all?” Steph had finally asked.

“eleven, seven, and five.” you nodded, telling them which was which afterwards. you couldn’t specifically hear it, but you knew they were all ready to fight over the title of favorite.

after awhile at the manor, you all found yourselves back at home. you and Damian relaxed outside as your kids stayed inside, but every once and awhile, the younger ones would run outside and cause chaos.

“do you feel better now that they know?” you had your head against your husbands chest, listening to him and his heartbeat.

“a little. i… i’m glad they reacted how they did. i thought they’d hate me forever.” Damian admitted with a small laugh. you grinned.

“i don’t think anyone could hate you anymore, you big softie.” you teased him, holding open your arm when your oldest daughter came out to join you two on the hammock.

masterlist — reminder that asks / requests are open!!

#ceciljameswork #batfam #damian wayne #dc comics #dick grayson #fluff #jason todd #batman #damian wayne fluff #damian wayne imagine #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne al ghul

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