#steven x reader

[yanderestevenuniversewriting]

Could you do Steven headcannons?

I can't believe I'm just now getting to this- Sorry, anon, I know you sent this is like over a year ago-

You were childhood friends, so great for you- You have a trauma bond with him and Connie

He tells you stuff he would never tell Connie, because he doesn't think Connie would understand

He feels like he can talk to you without judgement

When he develops romantic feelings, he doesn't think they're different than his friendship feeling

But god, he loves when you smile and laugh

It warms something so sweet in him

When he does realize he likes you more than a friend and accepts the feelings, he's to scared to tell you

His fear of rejection overcomes his love for you

When his trauma really starts to get to him, he finds it hard to be around you

He shuts you out, because he doesn't want you to see him like that

"I feel like you're shutting me out," You exaggerate your hands, before point at him and then yourself, "And I don't even know why"

"It's nothing personal, Y/n"

It breaks your heart and you don't know how to get through to him

You'll try and talk to Connie [Bad idea] and she tells you you just need to give him time. [Yeah, you didn't want to do that, so you ignored her advice, even though technically that would have been the best thing to do]

You think about going to Pearl, but you know she'll probably say the same thing as Connie- So, you go to Garnet, because she can see the future

Expect, Garnet tells you that the best thing to do is let him come to you and you groan, which causes Garnet to laugh

"Not the answer you wanted?"

"Of course not. Thank you though, Garnet."

Garnet knows you're not going to take her advice, but maybe Steven needs someone to care enough about him to pull him back into reality

You try talking to Steven's dad, but that doesn't go well either. Steven's father is so out of touch with his son. You should of known better- Even though Mr. Universe is a good dad in his love, he's never there. You supposed it was complicated.

So, you go to the last choice- The one you were trying to avoid

Amythest

She's more than happy to help you. She doesn't give you words of comfort or anything, she's all about movement and action

You start to think you should of gone to her first, but this was a bad idea

You end up making Steven so angry, he yells at you

You're a little taken a back, but you finally back off

You give it a few days and he comes to you to apologize

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I shouldn't have yelled at you," He runs his hand through his hair, "It's just... Ugh, I don't know..." He looks over at you, a frown overtaking his face, "Difficult. I didn't mean it"

"I know. I shouldn't have tried to push you. I should have known better."

Thankfully you make up, but he still doesn't let you into what's going on

"You know, Steven, you can tell me anything"

"I know"

[xreaderdumpster]

Steven Grant x Long distance! Reader

Came up with these headcanons the other day while on the train into London! Hope you enjoy! For all non-American readers- Spoons is short for Weatherspoons a chain of pubs here in the UK!

Always texting. Even during his shifts at work, expect to receive at least one message about how he misses you or how he is bored at work. Probably sneak pics of the new merch the museum is selling.

When you two do see each other, he meets you at the train station without question. Steven prefers the bigger stations (e.g. London St. Pancras) not only for its tube connections but because there’s options for last minute gifts!

Lots of PDA when you spend time together around London. Lots of hand holding, tentative arms around the waist on the tube, a crushing hug when he sees you, that kind of thing!

I imagine you two would go museum/exhibition hopping around London. Will likely buy a souvenir at each stop (whether it’s a postcard he can fill out and send a letter to you later, matching keyrings, etc.)

He’s not a big selfie person but he doesn’t mind them if he’s with you! It’s a rare date day for the two of you, of course he wants photo memories! Steven will sneak in a cute photo of you without you knowing though. The kind that ends up making you look better than any selfie.

He will insist on stopping every possible chance. Museum benches so you can admire the sculptures, any kinds of cafes for water/coffee breaks and of course a nice restaurant (maybe a Spoons if you wanna be cheap and cheerful) for lunch/dinner

As expected, Steven hates it when you have to leave. He’ll get sad, probably pouting slightly as he leans his head on your shoulder “Does today really have to end, love?” He will end up a love sick puppy until he sees you again. Marc and Jake will have to deal with his pouting and yearning until then.

[spicyicetea]

So I got the new Pokemon DLC for Christmas and I’m on a big Pokemon kick currently so I’m going to give a gift to my fellow Pokémon lovers. Now I’m more well known for Yandere work but I also do love doing more soft romantic stuff. It heals my traumatised self. So I’ve decided to go through all Pokémon games I’ve played and write romantic and yandere sfw+slight Nsfw headcannons for every character I personally like. [No DLC content because I haven’t played any of them yet]. If there are any characters I haven’t done that anyone wants, either comment or request and I can add it onto this post. Merry late Christmas!

As mentioned before, these posts will contain NSFW topics like violence and sexual references, so if you’re triggered by these topic please be careful. The reader in this is also a Fem reader, I can redo this post for a Masc or GN reader if wanted but I’m writing it as Fem currently is just easiest for me. I don’t describe appearance like skin colour or hair but I do write the Y/N with a curvy figure in mind (I can’t help myself, I love thick thighs IM SORRY-)

Kanto

Red

Ah the original silent protagonist. I love this man so much, even more after his cameo is Sun and Moon. I’m not sure what it is about him but he has this strange allure to him, although I doubt that’s a unique opinion on silent characters. Anyway, onto the headcannons.

This is almost a given with the silent types but I feel like he is an amazing listener, only ever nodding to show he’s still listening or giving small “mhms”

You’re probably the only one he comfortably talks to other than Blue.

In public he likes holding your hand, he often communicates through squeezing your hand or fiddling with your fingers.

Psychic boyfriend No.1

This man can just tell what you need, when you need it. Whether it’s comfort cuddles after a bad day of for period troubles.

Speaking of period troubles, this man not only will buy you whatever you need, he’ll wash the sheets, run you a bath and let you use him as a personal heater.

Yandere + NSFW

This man doesn’t open up to people easily yet you made him fall apart.

You made him stutter, drop things and slip up in battles when you cheered for him, he’s whipped.

You were the only woman that’s ever caught his attention and you aren’t leaving him anytime soon.

So get used to him possessively having a hand on you at all times, glaring daggers at any other person you pay attention to.

He’s a very private person so isn’t one to leave marks on you openly, but he does take great pleasure in leaving dark marks on your thighs.

Speaking of thighs… he’s a giver, do what you want with that.

Blue

Ah the smug bastard rival, and I promise you… he’s still insufferable, but in a loving way.

Bullies you playfully. A day doesn’t go by where he doesn’t mess up your hair and trip you up.

But he loves you truly.

You could not have asked for a more cuddly man, I didn’t expect to have this headcannon but I imagine this man is very eager to stay cuddled up to you as much as possible.

Although he talks a lot and loves it when you compliment him, I also think he’s a good listener, but like I’m a hype man way.

He’ll sit by the bathroom door while you’re in the bath letting you vent about anything you want just egging you on. “Wow she sounds like a bitch-“

A man who loves PDA, it’s his favourite way of staking his claim on your beautiful self.

Yandere + NSFW

Has dated his fair share of girls, but he wants you so bad.

He will fight for you, no matter what. This man will abuse whatever position he has to impress you. A relative of the professor’s, ex Champion, and a gym leader. He will do whatever he can to have you.

He is incredibly touchy, the moment other people aren’t looking, his hands are under your shirt. Nibbling your neck and kissing your earlobes. Actually he’d do that even with people watching,

Although he’d be mighty mad if someone watched your gorgeous body, he might even hurt someone.

Brock

This man is underrated.

The most loveable family man you’ll ever meet.

He loves to cook for you. Everyday. Please let this man make you breakfast in bed.

In fact no, he wants you to cook with him. All romantic. His chest to your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ears while you chop up vegetables.

If you get along with his siblings, he will propose to you on the spot.

Very openly affectionate, but never goes further than a hug in public… ok maybe you can get a kiss on the cheek.

Yandere + NSFW

This man has a breeding kink… you can’t change my mind.

He wants a nice big family and the idea of you, heavy and round with his baby. Not to mention how your… other assets will change.

Will happily suffocate in your tits, and if you’re pregnant, he will help relieve any discomfort you have.

If another man hurt you in any way, he’s going to go… missing. He’d break a man in half over his knee for you, and his Onix is very strong.

Lance

Am I the only one who would smash? Yes? No? Alrighty-

He’s always hits me as a someone who likes spending time with his lover in silence.

Not opposed to PDA but gets worried about his fans potentially harassing you, let’s you borrow his dragonite to escort you between towns.

Away from the public and just with his friends (elite four mainly) he loves to have you by his side, often whispering things about his day to you, information he only shares with you.

Also a man who is very hot, like he’s warm constantly, will be the best snuggler when it’s cold.

Yandere + NSFW

Originally I thought this man would be rather… vanilla but I feel like he’d be into wax play. I can’t explain it, but I can picture him loving to spill wax all over your tits.

For the more yandere side of things, he’s the strongest dragon trainer in Kanto. He will use his influence to make himself your only option, not that you’d realise, he’s not an idiot.

Giovanni

BARK BARK BARK GRRR MAFIA DADDY-

Your relationship is hidden very well from most people, you don’t get to villain status with a clean record and no enemies.

Despite that, you love a life of luxury baby.

He loves nothing more than to pamper you. His beautiful girl sat on his lap, with her hair all done up and nails all pretty. Now that’s the life.

Yandere + NSFW

I think he has great Yandere potential.

You sat comfortably on his lap in his office, his hands trailing comfortably under your skirt.

He loves watching you squirm as his fingers traces tight circles- well that’s all you get for now.

As I mentioned before, I believe he’d default to yandere to be honest.

He would not hesitate to kidnap but I like the idea that he’d try and woo you first. Dinner dates… wine… murdering his competitors.

Yeah, he’d be a yandere.

Johto

(I’m ashamed to admit I’ve never played these ones so I have no significant opinion on any of the characters)

Hoenn

Steven

This is just a crow in a human form, mr I love shiny rocks (me fr fr)

His love language is most definitely gift giving. Your shared house is littered with crystals and shiny things he’s found over his travels.

He loves to press kisses all over your fingers, buying you as many rings as possible for you and him to match. If he buys himself a new ring you’re getting one too.

Loves showing you off to the elite four, and begs that his dad approves. Not that he needs his approval but it’d be awkward if he didn’t.

Yandere + NSFW

Possessive as fuck.

You ain’t getting away from him easily. He will track you down as long as he needs to before you calm down and quit running away.

Loves pampering you once you behave though.

He kisses up your legs to your thighs, such passionate loving words followed by the mantra of “dirty girl” and “slut”

Maxie

Ok all the villains just radiate Yandere energy- so they’re all gonna be pure yandere + NSFW warning

This man doesn’t have it in him to kidnap someone… oh wait that’s a lie.

When he met you that all changed

He needs you, he would hurt anyone to get you to himself.

He’d leave dark bites on your neck, massaging your hips to tangle you together.

Another man I think would be into wax play, also a corruption kink. (No I won’t elaborate)

Archie

Big brute of a man… he’s going to make you beg for his mercy.

He loves holding you in his lap, cradling you delicately while he peppers kisses along your neck.

Will bite you, this man is a shark and will leave slightly bloody bite marks all over your body.

This man eats pussy for breakfast, you will never not cum first, a truly good man.

He is far more eager to kill a man to prove his love for you than he should be.

Sinnoh

I’ll be honest I tried to but I’m tired and I’m just going to be writing Yandere and NSFW headcannons. I’m sorry people-

Barry

This boy is so happy to finally have met someone who loves him… you’re not allowed to leave, he’ll cry.

For some reason I see this mans as wanting a family… he wants to be a more present father than his own.

Not one to leave marks on you but will beg you to stay home so he can cuddle and pamper you all day.

When he eventually takes over the battle frontier (he so would you can’t tell em otherwise) he will use that position to “protect you”.

Cyrus

Ah yes, the cold emotionless man who falls for a sweet woman and kills all competition… I approve!

PDA? Who is that? The most you’ll get from him is his hand on your shoulder moment before he orders team galactic to handle someone who was making moves on you.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. You’re the only woman he could ever love.

He lays awkwardly in bed but melts when your head rests on his chest, that was when the yandere switch flipped and he locked you in his apartment.

At least the man lays some good pipe, also this man has a bondage kink cause I said so.

Unova

Elesa

You think that the world won’t notice the famous model and gym leader with a girl on her arm. You’re going to end up centre of the Unova news for the next month.

She loves this though, now everyone knows you belong to her, and anyone who ignores that will just get zapped.

Prepare to share clothes, and prepare for her to watch you undress, she can’t help herself.

The woman loves to zap you, just lightly though, you’ll live… and probably cum.

Emmett + Ingo

Yes you get both, these two are a package deal ok?

Now… prepare to never leave their sight.

They want you at every battle, cheering them on, cuddling with the Joltiks or napping in their office using their coats as blankets.

Now… ok these two are kinky. They just are-

Ingo is 100% a family man, big breeding kink.

I think Emmett is more, adventurous, bondage and impact play seems right in my opinion.

Love to… “threaten” to throw people on the tracks when they flirt with you.

N

Aww what a sweet little thing, come and give me a hug- now time to hide you away where no one can ever see you again!

Honestly, he probably fell for you after seeing your relationship with your Pokemon. Almost every Pokemon you see likes you.

He’s very possessive over you. It’s no secret that he was raised in an incredibly unhealthy way, so he can’t exactly discern between inappropriate and appropriate behaviour in pursuing his courtship with you.

Now onto more NSFW art themes, he 100% praises you constantly and makes sure you’re tended to first. Often ends up super pent up because he wants to take care of you but sometimes go so far and overstimulates you. Don’t worry, the aftercare is amazing though.

Ghetsis

. . . Bastard

I’m only including this mother fucker because he’s so evil he’d be one of the most extreme Yanderes out of all of them. And because if still smash because I’m sinful-

The moment he sees you and falls for you, you can bet you’re getting kidnapped, sorry you just are.

I would bet money that he is the most possessive out of all of them but, and hear me out, would also be kinda attentive?

I can totally picture him being cold and accidentally upsetting you only to spend the rest of the next day showering you on gifts.

You’d also be seen as a god to the rest of team plasma, so enjoy being worshipped.

Oh and NSFW… spanking, degrading and tying you up, enjoy

Colress

Ah yes, my adorable scientist that I think is a kinky motherfucker-

He would make a collar to track you when you leave his side, he isn’t too keen on the idea of locking you insider after all.

Wouldn’t kidnap you but would murder the competitors.

Anyway onto the kinks I think would suit him…

He’d 100% make different types of vibrators so he can cuff you to the bed and watch you squirm. Considered making you a ball gag but he gets off on your moans, that does mean he ends up edging you before fucking you himself.

Kalos

Lysandre

Sugar daddy

I could leave that like that but fine fine I’ll feed you horny bastards.

He parades you around more than any of the others, always making sure you’re wearing the finest clothes. Usually also wearing his jacket, he can’t stand gawkers staring. Admiring your beauty he can handle, but staring at his woman is punishable by a flamethrower.

You live the luxury life. Fancy bath soaps and massages. Cafe trips daily so he can make sure you’re eating well. Sex in the back of his car in secluded car parks when you’ve been misbehaving at dinner.

He’s a rough lover but amazing with aftercare, so there’s that.

Alola

Nanu

Dilf energy… and I’m hungry for it I’ll be honest.

So tired, but you give him energy. Energy to do crime to keep you to himself but still energy. But hey why argue, you get to cuddle his cats all day.

Also, if you’re a trainer that has cat Pokemon… he’d probably marry you. Proposal on sight. Already on one knee.

He isn’t very openly affectionate but as long as no one is around he’ll always have an arm around your waist. You’re well protected.

Another man that I believe would make sure you cum first every time. Just make sure you have a warm bath after for your back, he hits me as a rough lover.

Guzma

Oh you poor girl… not because he’s going to treat you bad but he’s obsessed.

You’re probably kidnapped by team skull but you had no idea it was a kidnapping, it was more of a scooby-doo chase.

Yeah you now have like 50 babies to care for but don’t worry, big sis Plumeria and your new husband will help you. What you don’t remember getting married? Oh silly, you belonged to him the moment your eyes met.

He’s very inexperienced with relationships so give him a little time to learn. He’s a fast learner in bed so he won’t leave you unsatisfied. Will pamper you anyway he can.

Oh and have mercy on this man… don’t wear his clothes, he can’t handle it.

Hisui

Volo

Little shit… he’s going to try and use anything he can to claim you.

Whether that be advances in front of people to scare them off and stake his claim over you.

He does have a decently good reputation so no one would expect him to be dangerous, so you’re kinda fucked, Cyllene would protect you if she needed to though.

He talks down to you all the time, you’re not his equal, you are his property in his eyes.

Adaman

This man is smitten. No more smooth and confident Adaman, this man is a stuttering mess.

He wants to marry you so badly, please let this man marry you… and then put a baby in you but marriage first.

This man gives you jewellery, clothes, helps you befriend Pokémon or catch them depending on which method you prefer.

Cuddler, he will snuggle and cuddle as long as you want, so what he has duties? His pretty little wife wants his attention and you will get it.

Irida

Had noooo idea how to handle her feelings. Probably started as a childish crush at first but it developed into something much more.

She wants to spend the rest of her life with you by her side.

Glares at everyone who speaks to you, even people from her clan. She’s very jealous very easily.

But she loves you, and will let you spend unsupervised time with some people she trusts… only her Wardens, although she doesn’t trust Ingo as much as she doesn’t know him as well, not with you at least.

Warden Ingo

Dilf energy again

His memory may be strange and shaky but he remembers how to treat a woman he loves. Remembers things Elesa told him and Emmet, although to him it’s more echos of voices he thinks he knows.

He loves cuddling up to you while watching the newly hatched sneasels learn how to live. Although this does awaken a want for family he forgot he had.

He isn’t the most trusting person, but he is a good judge of character… and has gotten into a fistfight with Volo when he hit on you. Blood was drawn.

He throws a good punch, but would never hurt you, he adores you, you make him feel good in a familiar way.

Anyway you freaks want NSFW- this man lives up in the mountains, them rough hands can do wonders. And he loves making you feel good, people pleaser but only for you.

Paldea

Arven

Aw what a sweet boy, who will strangle anyone who tries to take you from him.

This boy lost both his parents and nearly lost his best friend/dog… he is terrified he’ll lose you too.

He cooks he cleans and then makes sure to rub your back and give you love so you’ll love him back

Please give this boy some affection or the boys around you will pay the price of you don’t.

Professor Sada

Mommy?

This woman is feral, not only did she basically throw you over her shoulder when she met you but you never don’t have bite marks all over your skin. It’s her way of telling everyone your hers.

I feel she’d give more freedom than Turo, only if Robo Sada was with you for safety… and to break the arms of whoever looked at you the way she did.

Also this woman is a mosterous pussy devouring fiend, don’t argue, you know I’m right.

Professor Turo

Oh daddy Turo- criminally underrated daddy let alone Yandere daddy.

I feel like Turo most definitely would have kept you locked down in his lab with him, convincing you that you help him with his research. I mean… he isn’t wrong, you motivate him to keep going.

However girl has needs and he often get consumed by his work. It wasn’t until he caught you handling problems yourself on your shared bed that he decided robo Turo should take over his research a little bit more.

It’d be a shame if you fell in love with a toy he so kindly made for you than him himself.

Larry

Ah my favourite ordinary business man… I’m so normal about him.

He is very normal about you too, except the fact that he has pocketed any handkerchief you’ve used while eating with him.

Oh and many dates that are just trying new food, oh and bird watching.

Again, call me weird but I think this man wants a family, total breeding kink.

Also I feel like he likes a rather feminine woman, not in the frilly skirt way but in the way of “I don’t N E E D a man but I like you”. You like him, right?

Rika

M m mommy?

Dominatrix… owns a whip… bondage. ANYWAY-

Not above using their position as elite four to scare off competition and keeping you in line.

Oh don’t cry, you won’t escape anyways.

She only uses PDA to send a message to other women or men, “hands off”

Jacq

Teach me about biology bb-

ANYWAY… loves to discover new Pokémon with you.

Will happily teach you about your favourite Pokémon for your attention.

Please don’t look away, he’ll have a breakdown.

Miriam

Ah cute little nurse… she has access to so many dangerous drugs.

She will scream and cry if you choose someone else, don’t do it, she’s an ugly cryer.

She loves to give you “check ups” when no one is looking.

On a side note, don’t you know that orgasms are good for your health? You didn’t? Oh silly let Miriam help you out, her fingers can work wonders.

THIS TOOK FOREVER…

But it was worth it enjoy animals. I want to get more serious with Pokemon x reader writing so I hope some people enjoy this… I’m never doing this big of a post again… this was meant to be a Christmas post- way to many bloody tags to add :,)

[om-nom-snom]

[Domestic Chores]

Rika x Reader, Leon x Reader, Steven x Reader

Rika <3

Rika is very on top of household chores, despite her relaxed nature

We all have that one chore we hate having to do around the house, however, even esteemed members of the elite four

Rika hates washing the dishes

Honestly, she'd be happy to eat exclusively off paper plates

You bet that every time it's her turn to wash up she insists on you keeping her company

"You can't leave your ol' pal to suffer through this alone..."

"You're my girlfriend Rika, not my pal-"

Rika is not above picking you up and setting you down on the counter beside her

She tries to kiss you until you have push her away and remind her to clean

Absolutely puts on some quiet music and insists you tell her about your day

And, naturally, she blows soap bubbles at you if you get distracted or silent

Expect plenty of dishwash bubble fights with her around

If there's anything that makes washing up fun for Rika, it's having you around

Leon <3

Leon is a domestic king

Real husband material right there

Unfortunately, there's one chore he can't be trusted to do alone

Grocery shopping

After multiple failed attempts in the past, it became a mutual agreement that grocery shopping would be a joint outing

He tries to make it like a mini weekly date, though

Buys you both drinks beforehand, coffee or bubble tea are Leons go-to choices

As you go through the store Leon is often in charge of the shopping list

He does always keep a hand on the trolley as you steer it, and him, through the store

"Oh, we forgot onions, I'll run back and grab them! ...Stop giving me that look."

He has good intentions but as soon as he's out of your sight it'll be hours before you find him again

Exactly why he needs to either hold you or the trolley

Leon is also definitely the type to slip extra goodies into the shopping when you aren't looking, usually things he knows you like

Steven <3

Steven has never had any issues staying on top of chores, when he is home

Having a regular cleaner that comes in a couple times a month certainly helps with that

Though, something he insists on caring for himself are the houseplants

What started as an off hand joke Wallace made has now turned into a new hobby for Steven

He does include you in it too, from shopping to repotting to watering

After his extensive houseplant research he'll point out and id any plant he sees

"Look at that one! Most people would think it's a monstera but it's actually a pothos, did you know they can have fenestrated leaves too?"

He gets you both matching Pokémon watering cans too

Steven has a wailmer one and he got you a load one

Before he goes on trips he entrusts you with plants care, too

Steven asks how they are when you two call, and when he gets back you can expect a very sweet 'thank you' kiss from the champion

[softieekayy]

As it is now

Marc Spector x reader x Steven Grant

Word count: 2.4k

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The next morning was confusing to say the least, Jasper kept meowing for his food and after eating, he settled down beside his favourite and only human, licking her hair to provide some comfort. A hand came up from under the blanket and pet him on his head roughly, knowing the cat enjoyed it.

(Y/n) was still confused as to what the fuck happened last and she thought it was a dream but the sand and a small piece of bandage that looked centuries old said otherwise. She still had a day before her and Steven’s date so it was decided, today she would stay in bed and mull over the huge pigeon head in her room. She wondered what he meant by at last we meet again. Has she met the creature when she was younger? She groaned, shoving her face into the pillow and deciding that sleep will be easier than trying to figure out whatever the fuck it was that happened last night.

Jasper purred and nudged her arm, wanting for her to lift it up so he could cuddle up against her. (Y/n) obliged and pulled the cat towards her who sighed contentedly before they both drifted off into deep sleep.

The dream, it was a weird one. It wasnt her own time, that much she could tell. By the looks of it, it looked like a temple and there stood a woman facing away from her. Yet when she turned around (Y/n) thought it was a cruel joke. The woman she looked at was handling a dagger with precision was her own face yet this was not her memory, the white dress she wore was fit for a royal and the hieroglyphs all over the pillars told her she was in Egypt. She was afraid of moving, afraid that they may see her.

“There you are, my love.” A man dressed in shendyt with embroidery approached the woman. (Y/n) couldn’t lie, even if that was her, she was the most stunning person to have ever lived, as conceited as it may sound.

The woman wore a long white linen dress and a gold pleated belt, fitting it at the waist. Her dress was embroidered in various ways with gold and in her arms she wore the most stunning bracelets made of gold, one of them in the shape of a scarab beetle. The dagger she held once was now set down as she approached the man, laying a hand on his chest and gazing at him as if he were the only one to exist.

“Priestess.” The man gruffed, affection lacing his words as he moved his hand forward, grasping onto her arms.

“Ahmose.” She greeted him, placing a loving kiss on his cheek.

“You, my dear one, should not be here. You know what my father will do if he finds out.” She whispered to him, pulling away and continuing to examine the elegant dagger.

“Are you afraid of your father or of the Moon God?” The man, Ahmose, questioned her, although he had moved to face the priestess, the girl watching from the corner could not see his face.

“I fear both. I promised my life to Khonshu. To be his priestess and his servant. My love for you though, my beloved soul, will never die.” She tells him, coming closer and placing a tender hand on his cheek as he leans into her touch.

“You need to wake up, there is impending doom.” A rough voice whispered from behind (Y/n) as she turned around, seeing nothing but the sand dancing with the wind. The vision abruptly ended just as Ahmose was about to speak. In the real world, Khonshu observed her, lying in bed, sweat gathered on her forehead.

“That’s enough for now. Anymore of that and she wouldn’t be able to tell the past from the present.” Hathor spoke, her voice strong as she placed a gentle hand on Khonshu’s arm. The old god just stared at his friend with soulless eyes, not quite appreciating the interruption.

“She will need to find out in her own time. The biggest part has already been done. She met one, now she needs to meet the one.” Hathor tells him, not giving Khonshu time to speak. Khonshu listens to his dear friend, fleeing from the bedroom and leaves Hathor to stand there alone.

Hathor leans down, pressing her hand onto the forehead of the sleeping woman, “We have waited eons to long for this my dear. I’m sure you have too.” Hathor looks at the sleeping figure once more before materializing into thin air.

(Y/n) sits up with a gasp, clutching onto her now throbbing chest. Jasper stirs from beside her and sits up, wondering what the commotion is all about.

“Oh I’m sorry jazzy, it was just a dream.” She whispers softly and pets the little furball on his head as he purrs back to sleep. She smiles at the sight before getting up and walking to the kitchen. Water wouldn’t solve whatever the fuck she dreamt of so she deicded that a glass of whiskey would do just fine. Perhaps it would even up her limbs that seemed to stay perpetually frozen.

(Y/n) sat there for god knows how long, it was now nearly early afternoon and the young woman was still thinking about the vision, the night before and her date with Steven. The documentary she had chosen to play in the background caught her attention, “…Ahmose was a dignified noble during the rule of the great Pharaoh Amenhotep. He was an even greater warrior. Unfortunately his story does not have such a great end…” the phone rang and she nearly dropped her whiskey on the ground. Standing up she scrambled around looking for her phone, finding it just in time before the call ended.

Without checking it she picked up, the documentary seeming less important now.

“Hello?” She questioned, her voice soft as she shuffled around, putting the whiskey glass in the sink.

“-Ello, (Y/n)?” Steven questioned from the other end, making sure that he put the number in correctly despite Marc assuring that he did.

“Oh! Hello Steven! How are you?” The instant joy in her voice made Steven perk up, he smiled and wiped his clammy hand on the shirt he wore.

“I was just uh, making sure we’re good for 5 today yeah?” He asked, seeming nervous, a small part of him that thought she’d laugh at him and say no.

“Oh yes of course lovie! Would you like to meet at Le Café Bleu? They have both coffee and tea, so you uh, have options.” She told him over the phone, her voice seeming a little nervous now, thinking that maybe Steven thought she was stupid or that he only drank coffee.

“Oh yea, that sounds great! See you then, Love.” Steven rambles off quickly, waiting to hear a soft bye before hanging up the phone.

“Marc. Mate, I think I need help.” Steven looked at himself in the mirror, deep dark circles under his eyes and his hair looked unkempt as if the man hadn’t slept in weeks.

“Yeah man, you look a little rough. Why don’t you uh, start with a shower first and then I can help, if you want.” Marc replied to his alter, looking at the state Steven was in. He wasn’t even this nervous when he kissed Layla. There was something about the woman that made Steven just constantly want to be in her presence, as if they’d known eachother for centuries.

When (y/n) looked at herself in the mirror, she nearly had a damn heart attack. The woman staring back at her didn’t look like her but rather a walking talking corpse. Seems like last night and her weird vision took a toll on her. Deciding that pondering over her looks in the mirror wasn’t worth it, she hopped into the shower, hoping it’ll make her feel better in the slightest.

The shower did help a little but the more she looked at the time the faster her heart started beating. Steven was a unique man and his ramblings about Egypt encapsulated her in every way possible. Their conversation that day in the museum hadn’t lasted long but she hopes the one tonight will.

Turning around and facing her closet, she pulled out two dresses. It was chilly in London but not too cold to the point where she couldn’t wear dresses. And if it was, then a shot of alcohol would help warm her right up. The dresses she chose would keep her warm. One was a light grey sweater off the shoulder dress. She could pair that with a black belt and some kitten heels or her other options, a full sleeved long black dress she could dress up with some jewelry while still keeping it simple. Unable to decide, she turned to her furry friend for help.

“Which one Jaz?” She asked her cat who only purred and head butted himself against her right hand.

“Hm, black dress it is then.” She hummed, petting the furball a little more before moving around to change and do her makeup. She kept it simple, her signature black smudged eyeliner and some deep red lipstick. It was a date after all and something lighter definitely wouldn’t have suited her. She checked her phone, 20 minutes until she was supposed to meet Steven. That gave her more than enough time to leave now and still have a couple minutes before Steven arrived. Quickly putting on her shoes, she kissed Jasper on the forehead as he gave her a soft purr and she was on her way out.

“I hope it’s not too much.” The younger woman thought to herself, insecurity and anxiety settling in now.

The jingle of the bell draws the young woman’s attention away from her thoughts and to her eyes light up as she spots a jittery Steven. The young woman raises her hand and waves the older man over.

“Steven!” Her voice catches the said man’s attention and Steven gives her a wide grin. He quickly makes his way round the tables and to her.

“Hey.” He breathes out.

“Hey there.” She greets back, a smile gracing her beautiful face.

“So uh, d’you wanna grab a cuppa?” Steven questions, fiddling with his hands. (Y/n) watches him do so, a small part of her brain itching to just grab hold of them.

There was something about Steven that drew her in. The way he laughed and his eyes. There was something so familiar about them, they left her breathless.

“I can grab ya a drink, Stevie.” She moved, hanging her bag on the back of her chair as she moved to get up. Steven looked at her wide eyed as he also moved to stand up.

“No, you sit and I’ll grab our drinks. What would you like?” He asks kindly.

“If you are fine with it.” She tells the older man with a smile. Steven nods in return, not able to say much, speechless by her beauty.

“An earl grey tea with two milk and some honey please. Oh and if you could grab me a pastry it would be lovely!” She tells him kindly, crossing her legs over one another. Steven nods and repeats the order in his head as he goes up to order.

“Steven.” Marc calls out to his friend who only hums in response.

“Man, you haven’t told her she looks beautiful today.” At Marc’s voice, Steven goes wide eyed. He’d been so busy admiring you that you completely forgot to tell you how beautiful you looked! He curses himself in his head while thanking the barista kindly.

Steven sets down your tea in front of you and a piece of cake as well as you thank him kindly. This time however, Marc is present too. He’s taken aback by how stunning you are.

“So..” They both speak at the same time, laughing at it.

The conversation flows smoothly from then on. (Y/n) obviously starting the conversation with her excited rambling about something cute Jasper did. Steven listened to her intently, watching how animated her eyes get when she talks about things she loves and one day, Steven hoped she would talk about him like that. Steven rambles on about his fascination with Egypt as the younger girl in front of him listens intently. She loves the way he talks about Egypt and his deep passion for it.

The pair of them talked until they were the only people left in the cafe. Steven noticed that and he smiled bashfully, not realizing how lost they both were in the conversation.

“Think we should head out now, love.” Steven tells her, gesturing towards the nearly empty cafe and the woman smiles shyly, feeling slightly embarrassed with how late they’ve stayed.

“Oh yeah of course!” (Y/n) tells him, laughing a little bit as she stands up.

The pair of them head out the cafe, she grasps onto Steven’s arm as he kindly asks her to walk her home. She agrees, not wanting the night to end just yet. The wind picks up a little and brushes past them. Steven’s eyes grow a little wide but that goes unnoticed by the woman beside him.

“Sweet child. You must hurry.” Khonshu’s voice mixes in with the wind as he whispers to the girl. A cold shiver goes up her spine and Steven notices it.

“Love, are you okay?” He asks her, a small frown on his face. She simply nods and mutters out that she’s just a little chilly.

As they reach her apartment, she invites him away from the cold.

“Would you like something to drink?” (Y/n) calls out, waiting for Steven’s response but hears nothing. Curious and turns around to look for him only to not see the man standing there.

“Stevie?” She calls out, poking her head around the corner into the living room only to see him standing there facing something. But this man, this isn’t Steven. He stands straight and rigid, unlike the fidgety man she’s used to seeing.

“How do you know Khonshu?” The voice demanded. The voice that wasn’t Steven’s. No, this one had an american accent.

“Uh who?” She questions, still curious as to who the standing in her living room is.

“How. Do. You. Know. Khonshu.” He demands, his voice low and serious.

“I don’t. Who are you?” She questions, crossing her arms over her chest.

“I’m Marc Spector.” Marc replies, his voice hard and serious. He wonders if she was a distraction sent down by khonshu to get him to do something Moonknight again.

“Took you fools long enough.” Khonshu laughs, tapping his staff against the ground. Both of them look up at the unnerving figure and (Y/n) pales slightly but before either of them could say anything, she blacks out.

Tagging my lovies: @weredancingonamoonbeam @jake-g-lockley @verynormalsstuff

[wisteriaiswriting]

Steven Universe Masterlist

Features: Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, Steven, The Diamonds (White, Yellow + blue), Pink Diamond, Rose Quartz, Periodt, Lapis, Jasper, Bismuth

Fusions: Stevonnie, Steg, Smokey Quartz, Rainbow Quartz 2.0, Obsidian, Opal, Rainbow Quartz, Malachite, Sugilite, Sardonyx, Alexandrite

(Few rules under the cut along with banners + fics!)

Romantic + platonic for all listed characters except any Steven fusions, they are only platonic.

Only writing for main SU seasons (No future!)

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Human S/O Interested In Gem History And Fusion

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[leggerefiore]

whenever you find yourself with some time would you be willing to do nsfw cyrus hcs? and/or steven stone? i have it bad for twenty-something men with blue-gray hair and you write cyrus so well <3

cw: 18+ content, AFAB reader, gen sexual hcs,

characters: Cyrus, Steven Stone

Minors DNI

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The Galactic Boss struggles to comprehend sex for the most part. Does he feel arousal? Yes, naturally. Does the urge strike him to go find his partner and have a round occur to him? He would prefer to just have a quick jerk off session and get back to whatever he had been doing before the need had arisen. Yet, it was not easy when you were around. Suddenly, your own needs came into the fray. Cyrus truly struggles to overcome this at times, afraid that he will underperform for you or simply worries too much in general. Being naked is such a vulnerable state, he truly prefers not to be, but you clearly enjoy his body.

☄️ Cyrus admittedly hesitates to initiate or reciprocate due to the feelings of it all. Sex can be purely physical, but not with someone he cares about. Your arms and legs can wrap around him when he is on top, or your hands press against his chest when you ride him. The touch… it all feels too intimate for him. He truly feels like he does not deserve it, but dares not say a word when your pleasured sounds echo around the room. Eventually, he loses himself in the throes of passion and lets the physicality take over his worries for feelings.

☄️ His usual locations for sex are almost entirely at home, but he does have moments where you end up pinned against his desk being rutted in by a frustrated Galactic Boss. There are few places he really feels comfortable having sex. The idea of anyone seeing him, and you for that matter, in such a vulnerable and compromising position truly distresses him. Though, at home, he does not do it anywhere too odd. Never in the kitchen, too worried about germs. The couch and bed are his favourite spots. You popped on some lingerie to tease him while visiting him at his office, you may find yourself pressed against the starry skies of his office wall depending on how wound up he is.

☄️ Cyrus has no idea what he is doing when it comes to giving head. Honestly, he is horrible and will not do it. He also struggles to receive it, as he completely has his mind go to the fact you have been eating things. You will have to brush your teeth for him to even begin to agree. Though, he might agree depending on his mood. Usually, it will be a no. Basically, no head for and from Cyrus.

☄️ Cyrus is a switch, but not in the traditional sense. He vehemently refuses anything related to anal (his paranoia about germs rising up again), so no pegging him. He also is not exactly a sub while being ridden. There is always some distant sort of control understood by you both. His hands will hold your hips as you bounce up and down on his cock. Your moans sting his ears while he lightly bites at your collarbone. Nails digging into his back barely register with the sheer amount of pleasure. Though, he also certainly tops. The feeling of his desk pressed into your stomach as he ruts into you from behind is not uncommon at all. Any knocks on his door go ignored as the roughness of his thrusts grow, and he hits deep inside you.

☄️ The blue-haired man does not really have any specific kinks. Well, not any that he would care to name and acknowledge. Certainly, he shows a certain leaning towards being praised by you, however. It is very subtly and something that can be overly exploited. But, your words about how good he is making you feel or how wonderful he is make him suddenly need to work harder to please you – to meet your standards. He definitely leads to being dominant as well, but not anything domineering. Cyrus just prefers to have more of a sense of control.

☄️ The Galactic Boss honestly has low libido. He never thought much about it until it came to meeting his partner in the middle with the sex. If you have more than him, you likely will end up having to do much of the work since he just struggles to catch up to your needs. He does want to fulfil them usually, but he has moments where he offers a vibrating dildo he made for you and dips. Cyrus is difficult to arouse, too. The best way might be to use a few praises smartly on him and some well-timed affection. Suddenly, he is more agreeable and interested. A hand comes to rest on the inside of your thigh when he finally surrenders himself.

☄️ Dirty talk from his is honestly rare. He does not like to talk much during sex, since he tries not to force himself to think too much about everything that he wants to fret over. Sporadically, though, he does. His arms locked around you while you ride him in his lap, he pleads barely above a whisper, “Beloved… More.” You are much too eager to meet his simple quest. Or better, when he has you under him pressed against something and completely bottomed out inside you, he suddenly mumbles out, “Your body is so close to my idea of perfection… No other being could ever make me feel as you do.” He then picks up his pace, desperate to hear more of your lovely sounds.

☄️ His sexual “no 's” are pretty simple. He hates the idea of public sex, and he is not into any kind of impact play or choking. He just… cannot. That is not an appropriate way to treat a loved one, even if they consented. As stated, he does not feel comfortable with anal. Asking that of him will result in a firm no and plain refusal. Daddy kinks are also out. Does he look like your father – actually, don't answer that. He is only twenty-seven and calling him that is honestly repulsive to him. Not opposed to being called master, though. It might make him think of his subordinates, though. Otherwise, he is pretty good with most things.

☄️ His aftercare sucks. He lays there dead to the world, post nut and then gets up to take a long shower. You may join him, but it will absolutely not be anything sexual and be entirely focused on just washing off all the fluids from sex. Cuddling does not really usually happen, but there are a few times he makes an exception. There are few words spoken, too. Give him time to recover, he struggles with strong emotional states. He does care; he is just overwhelmed.

💍Steven Stone💎

🪨 He is pretty casual when it comes to sex, actually. Is he super experienced? Well, not overly so, but he is also not a virgin. As a champion and an heir to a company, Steven was not above having one-night stands and flings. He definitely had stopped after getting with you, though. He does feel a bit embarrassed to tell you about some of his past experiences.

🪨 Steven enjoys numerous things about sex. Being close to his lover, the overwhelming nature of it, how it acts as a bonding activity. He could go on and on about it. His positions are almost certainly quite plain. The chair position, cowgirl, missionary – He prefers facing each other. Watching how you react to him thrusting into you is part of the fun, and his expressions when you grind down on him certainly are absolutely worth seeing, too. His hands do always seem to be on you as well.

🪨 His locations for sex are pretty normal for the most part. When he is home, it is nice to have intimacy with you. The sounds of the waves lapping on the shoes of Mossdeep certainly add a lovely ambience. Hotel rooms are also quite common due to his frequent travelling. There is something thrilling about getting together in some of the more luxury places that he stays. When he was Champion, he also was not above having you visit him in his chambers for a round when it was horribly slow or in his office. Of course, the most debatable places are in caves. A few times of him fucking you above some stones and gems that he found absolutely beautiful were definitely not the best choice, but he was strangely infatuated with the idea.

🪨 Steven is pretty good at head and loves to do it. There is no sight more enchanting than Hoenn's pretty boy champion between your thighs. His light hair is surprisingly soft as it tickles your skin. The flat of his tongue presses right up against your clit just right to make your toes curl. His steely eyes stare up at you as he enjoys your reactions. The steel-type trainer does enjoy receiving, but not as much as giving. His hand rests on your head as your tongue swirls around his cock head Then, a lovely groan leaves him when you bring your lips to take his dick into your mouth. He is pretty easy to please, honestly.

🪨 Steven is also a switch, but he does not really skew any which way in dominating or being submissive. He likes to work with his lover on whatever they want for that particular session. The blue-haired man has been laid out on the floor of the champion's room while you rode him. You bouncing up and down on his dick left him completely wordless. His groans echoed off the wall to a point that he was worried Drake might pop in to check on him. Then, there are times he has had you pressed against the wall of a cave. Steven rutted into you as your walls tightened around him. His rings dug into your hips when he held on to you tighter. So, the trainer definitely works with whatever his partner wants.

🪨 Kink wise, Steven is also pretty vanilla. He certainly is willing to try a thing to please his partner, but he himself barely has any requests. The few he does have are weird. He loves to gift you jewellery with stones that he adores even more. Wearing them during sex triggers some odd ferocity in them as he watches them dance on your body. It probably is a unusual marking kink, but it seems to be more focused on the stones more than anything.

🪨 Steven's libido is pretty average. Not too high, not too low. He can easily meet whatever his lover's level is, whether they need more or less than him. After all, he does enjoy sex in general. Though, an issue might arise with how busy his schedule gets occasionally. He would try to make up for it whenever he could, though. It is really easy to get him going. You could boldly walk in front of him nude but with a few of those aforementioned accessories on, or you could just run a hand down his arm and mess with his rings with a few choice words. As long as he is not busy, he is down for a quickie.

🪨 Steven does not do the best dirty talk, but he may very well try. Nothing degrading, that is not something he likes, but he tries to focus on praise and compliments. “Mmm – yes, please more, it's so good,” he babbled out while your hand gripped his cock just perfectly. His eyes rolled back as he gripped his hand tightly. Or when you had him pressed against those fancy hotel sheets and his hands desperately held your hips, “My gem – you feel so good! You're more wonderful than the strength of a Carbink...” He always somehow manages in a random rock comparison, too.

🪨 His sexual “no 's” are pretty simple. He does not really like any kind of impact play or choking, so that is out, nor does he like a daddy kink or really any authority kink for him. Might be into playing along with his partner a bit, but not letting it completely overtake things. He does not truly want public sex (excluding caves). Degradation is out. He is pretty simple.

🪨 For aftercare, Steven does quite well. After you both come back down, he offers a bath to you and likely will join you to help scrub up together. He also loves a nice cuddle session afterwards and may even order take out if it worked up an appetite. He literally will probably do whatever you want to do to unwind. So, just ask away.

[oldwritingm]

thought I should request something steven universe themed if you wanted to write it!!!!

how about a PLATONIC steven universe × human fem reader when she's sick!! I literally have the worst fever it's killing me anyways!! good luck !!!

HOW did this turn out so long…. anyway, sickness solidarity my friend 😞 I have also been struck ill

Word count: 1k

Steven Universe - Sick?! (Steven [platonic])

Steven perked up when the ringing tone of his phone suddenly cut off. Your voice came through, huskily rasping: “Hello?”

“Hiii Y/n!” He chirped, kicking his legs back and forth merrily as they dangled from the couch. He had been miserably bored for… twenty minutes now, if the clock was still working. He’d called hoping that you’d be available to help ease his boredom, but he couldn’t help the feeling that something was off. Usually you didn’t answer so quickly, but there was something else too, something he couldn’t quite pin.

“Wait a minute. You aren’t usually home at this time of day.”

“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’m not feeling too well, so I stayed home.”

Steven brought a hand to grip his hair dramatically. “You’re sick?!”

You tried to laugh; you didn’t need to see him to know what he was doing. But it just came out as a sad little wheeze, and you had to regain your wind before you could speak again.

“I’ll be fine. I took some medicine, just waiting for it to kick—”

“Hold on, Y/n!”

He hung up. You looked at your phone screen, frowning. Should I be afraid..?

You were trying to sleep a little, if only to escape your throbbing headache (and all the other aches too numerous to name), but you awoke to the sound of pounding at your door.

You groaned, tugging your blanket over your head. But you could no longer ignore the noise when it was suddenly accompanied by an all-too-familiar voice shouting: “Y/n! Y/nnnn! Are you dead?! I’m coming in!”

Now you were awake. You flew out of bed at the sound of your front door opening, ignoring your wailing muscles for the time and scuttling down the hall.

“Steven, you can’t just break into my house,” you tried to sound firm, but you just didn’t have the energy. You cursed yourself, dragging a hand down your feverish face ruefully.

Steven had set his burger backpack on your kitchen table and was rummaging through it, completely ignoring you.

“I brought soup—it’s canned, I hope that’s okay—and movies, and coloring books, and regular books, and…” he held the bag wide open, clearly looking for something else.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he plunged his hand into the bag and triumphantly pulling out a little star-shaped plush with a cute nightcap. “This!”

As much as you wanted to hate him for bugging you (you were rather irritable, being in pain and all), you couldn’t stop the huge grin that came to your face when he handed you the plush.

“What are you going to name him?”

You blinked at Steven, then at the little fluffy star. You were about to shrug, but you decided against it when you suddenly became aware of the aches all over your body.

Somehow Steven seemed to sense this, and he took you by the elbow and started dragging you into your living room, taking his backpack in his free hand. “You’re probably tired! Oh geez, your skin is super warm. Do you feel cold?”

He didn’t wait for a response, finding a blanket on the edge of your sofa and wrapping it around your shoulders as you sat.

He plopped down next to you, your shoulders pressed together cozily.

Digging through his bag, he fished out a few DVDs, showing them to you one by one. When he was done, he looked at you with wide eyes, awaiting your response.

“Uh,” you huffed, your eyelids feeling heavy again now that you were all cozy, “I don’t think I want to watch anything. You can, though.”

“Oh. That’s fine! You can just sleep. I’ll be here,” he smiled comfortingly, scooting aside so you could lie flat on the couch. You gave him a grateful nod and reclined, already half asleep by the time you repositioned yourself.

“Can I play with your hair? That always makes me feel better when I’m sick.”

You hummed affirmingly. Steven’s hands were warm against your head as they smoothed your hair, combing it, twisting it, untwisting it; you thought you felt him trying to braid it at some point, but in your half-asleep daze you couldn’t tell.

When you woke up again it was just past noon, and though your sinuses felt funky you could smell something coming from the kitchen. You propped yourself up on your elbow, pressing your lips together at the pain of the motion.

“No! Don’t move!”

You had to smile as Steven stormed towards you with a bowl, his face shifting from anger to agony as he walked. “Hot! Hot! Hot!”

He plopped the bowl down on your lap, fanning his hands off. You could definitely feel the heat of the soup through the blanket, and it was actually pretty comforting.

“Thanks,” you chuckled, sitting up all the way.

“Eat up, you need your strength!” Steven winked. “Want me to put something on the TV?”

“Sure,” you said, blowing off a spoonful of soup and shoving it in your mouth. “You can pick.”

You spent the rest of the afternoon curled up on the couch with Steven, who fretted endlessly about you. He couldn’t seem to go five minutes without asking if you needed anything, and when you did he was off like a race horse to get it.

The sun was starting to set when you insisted that Steven go home. He looked like he wanted to protest, but looking at the darkening sky he knew he couldn’t.

“The gems will worry,” you reminded him.

“I know… are you sure you’ll be okay?”

You laughed, patting his shoulder reassuringly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Sure, but… call me if you need anything, okay?”

You smiled bemusedly. “I will.”

And then he was off. And not ten minutes passed before you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket, and you pulled it out to find a message from Steven:

Feel better soon! :)

You smiled once more, reclining easily against the soft cushions of your couch, much to your aching body’s relief.

Thank you so much for this request dear! And thanks for reading, take care duckies <33

(divider by saradika)

[little-worm-grant]

Don’t mind me, imma sneak in some fics of mine I think you might like

I need a Hero (but not that one) (steven x reader) (SFW Fanzine) is from the perspective of reader running their own store in NYC, in comes this masked lunatic and some invisible threat only he can see. What else can you do besides reach for a bag of chips?

Aftercare 🥵 (jake x fem!reader) is my most popular one here on Tumblr. It’s the aftereffects of Marc doing the deed. I love the little nicknames Jake comes up with and how sweet he is when he’s got it BAD for reader. There’s an underlying complicated relationship but a softness in it all the same.

Uncomplicated (jake x fem!reader) with his guard still up he's trying to connect with reader. Jake wants to love but hasn’t quite figured it all out just yet. Love isn’t always easy, but you make it work with the right person. Also new rule: no guns in the fish tank.

Rainy Day 🥵 (steven x fem!reader) is my most popular one on AO3. Who wouldn’t love Steven on a rainy day? Leans into femdom and Steven being a cute goober.

Happy Simple Normal Life (little steven & marc) snippets of Steven’s childhood. Marc always tried to give him the best of it. Steven gets lost in an aquarium and it’s Marc that helps him through it. Love the boys interactions in this one. Always did melt my heart seeing Marc calming Steven. This is my favorite fic of that gentle soul that's all rough around the edges.

Top Notch Banter (marc & steven) this absolute bonkers satire fic that got way more attention than I’d anticipated it getting. Plays on the cheeky nando’s shitpost with Steven driving Marc nuts--with good reason might I add! I love the concept of Steven being a personification of a British person, so a lot of his mannerisms are mimicked from media. This will always tickle me: “What are you saying?? You’re not even British? Have you picked this up off the internet?”

[hellsenthero]

Mini Rant:

I want it to be known that X reader fics where the reader has a name or is described, eg, " Sarah had blue eyes and blonde hair, etc," aren't readers. They're OC's. Please tag them as such!

Character x reader is different than character x OC.

This is a hill I'll die on.

That's all folks, enjoy yourselves.

[lvvvyi]

03 : Steven Grant ✧

C.W : gn!dom!reader ; ma'am/sir title ; overstimulation Cond. Notice : monthly post (?)

"N-Not another one, please..."

He raspily moans into your neck as your hand speeds up on his cock, with the other keeping his hips in place. You hum in response, but don’t stop your movements. Steven couldn’t take another orgasm as the feeling rose across his body again. His hands grip your arms with white knuckles.

"Please, Ma'am/Sir, please, please, I ca-" Steven cries out for you, begging you to stop, but you both know that stopping will just make him crave this more. 

You just glance at him adoringly, not taking into account anything coming out of his mouth but those soft whines and whimpers. His tousled hair digs into your collarbone, making you move your hand to play with it. You can feel his breathing turn heavier and his thighs tremble against your hand. You hover your lips over his ear, and after biting the shell, you decide to speak up.

"I think you can do it, love, you can give me another." You whisper soothingly as your hand doesn’t stop its speed. Steven couldn’t even move to face you, as the pleasure was building up too quickly. Minutes after rambling praises to him, he spurts all over your hand, some even landing on his stomach, and so you still your hand around him.

"Good boy, there we go, dear..." The phrase piques his interest in his tired state, making Steven stare at you lovingly. His grip loosens on your arms as his body catches up with his feelings. You stroked his hair in a calming manner, but you’re far from being done with him, and neither was he.

Cock still hardened, you start with a softer stroke, and Steven lets out a slow groan at the movement. His eyes start to well up, and the tightening grip on your arms is back. You whisper sweet ministrations to him while grinning at him. So fucked out, even begging you to stop, but here he is bucking into your hand, silently wanting more.

"You can give me a final one, right, love?"

[ 346 km away ]

[xreaderdumpster]

Being Steven Grant’s partner would include...

Prefers terms of endearment like darling, sweetheart and love. Both for you and for you to use on him!

Most outside dates you’d be going on would involve art galleries, museums and walking tours. 100% holding your hand almost the entire time (until his hands get sweaty from heat or nerves).

Puts a LOT of thoughts into gifts. Is never the type to buy something from the corner shop the day of your birthday. “I know you need a new mixing bowl so I got you one! Glass of course, I know your dislike for plastic ones. A-And I did try to paint daffodils on it. I know they’re your favourites. Sorry they look like yellow blobs…”

Adores having his hair stroked. Basically a giant puppy. On bad days at work, he’ll come home wordlessly and flop his head onto your lap so you can stroke it. It’s calming to him. He may whine though if you stroke his head and suddenly have to stop.

A huge blushing mess. Tomato red at every chance. When others tease him for it, he will go slightly tsundere with a “K-Knock it off…” But you teasing him? He’d just blush more and hide his face on your shoulder.

Accidentally picks up on modern slang through the teens in the gift shop of the museum. Will sometimes use it in front of you or will ask you if you know what it means. While to others it’s cringe, it’s endearing to you “Love, what does gyatt mean?”

Steven isn’t the best at giving advice. But by Khonshu, he’s there when you need him. A shoulder to cry on and a good cup of tea.

[lovingme232]

Not Her

Steven Coklin X Reader

//You and your twin sister are nothing alike, until it comes to your taste in men.//

2k Words

The sound of a train whistle rang through your ear, as you finally met your destination. Taylor, maybe  the most confusing person you knew, hopped up in joy, and spun around. “Hurry up slowpoke! I need to see Belly!” She spun once again, and you rolled your eyes, laughing. “Be patient, I’m right behind you!” You said, getting up, and stretching your hands over your head.

You heard your sister scoff and run off. You watched, unamused, as she scurried away. This was going to be a long few days. You slugged behind endless people, as you dragged both your own and Taylors suitcases. 

Finally you made it off of the train, Taylor was squeezing Belly in a tight hug, and Jeremiah was standing awkwardly in the background. I took a few steps, until I was standing behind Taylor. Belly saw me, and her face lit up. “Y/N! It’s been so long!” She broke her hug with Taylor, and wrapped her arms around you. You hugged her back, while Taylor rolled her eyes, and stepped over to Jeremiah. “I’m sure you remember my annoying sister.” She said in her usual tone when she was talking about you. 

“How could I forget?” He said, a smile on his face. You couldn’t help but laugh, and get all flustered. Taylor scoffed, and turned around. “Should we go home?” Jeremiah said in a sheepish tone. Taylor turned around, a smile on her face. “Actually we need to go somewhere first.” Jeremiah shrugged, and Belly started walking to the car. 

You walked behind them, until Taylor came up and nudged you in the shoulder. “Someone has a crush on Jeremy.” She said in a singsong voice. You shoved her away, she stumbled but caught herself. “I do not.” She gave you ‘the look’, and you quickly looked away, trying to ignore her. “Whatever you say. Hey guys, wait up, I call shotgun!” She screamed as she ran to catch up with Jeremiah.

You climbed into the back seat of Jere’s jeep, and sat next to Belly. She looked exhausted already. You tapped her shoulder, and she looked over to you a little wide eyed. “Are you okay?” Her face fell, but she quickly nodded her head. “Yeah, yeah- I’m better than ever.” It was obvious she wasn’t telling the truth, but you didn’t want to pry. You nodded and turned away.

Then another question popped into your head. ‘Where is Steven?” You wanted to turn to Belly and ask her, but you didn’t want her to ask you why, and you definitely didn’t want Taylor to hear. She would never let it go.

The whole car ride was full of Jeremiah and Taylor screaming their lungs out to every song that was on the radio, until you made it to a small ice cream shop. 

Belly and Taylor shared a banana split, and Taylor gave Belly her birthday present. Then you were back in the car and driving to the beach house. It gives you time to prepare yourself. You didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of Steven.

The moment you got to the house, you went up to Belly’s room and got set up. Afterwards you got in the pool with Belly and Taylor. Steven was there. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him, your face would get all flushed every time you saw him. 

When you were done in the pool, you wrapped up in a swimsuit cover, and walked onto the beach. You sat down on the hot sand, and watched the sunset. It was calming. It took your mind off of Steven, who you hadn’t spoken one word to today, but it was still exhausting trying to cover up your feelings.

You turned around when you heard the patter of footsteps coming over to you. You turned around, expecting to see your sister, but it was Steven. You immediately flipped your head back around, and rubbed your cheeks trying to get them to calm down. 

He plopped down next to me. “Hey, Y/N.” You looked over to him, but quickly looked away. “Hey.” You said, trying to seem as nonchalant as humanly possible. He chuckled, and looked over to you. “Hey, you’re like thirteen now, right?” You felt a pang in my heart, and you quickly looked over to him with wide eyes and a giant smile. “I’m sixteen, asshat, and you know it.” You laughed, and shoved him away. He bounced back, and laughed.

“Has anyone ever told you that you and your sister are nothing alike?” He said, as he calmed down a little. My eyes scanned over his face, it was the first time I had been able to actually look at him. “Yeah- all the time.” You looked back at the sky and watched as the sun slowly dipped past the horizon. “You know, one time a kid in elementary came up to me and told me that Taylor was the pretty sister, and I was a troll that lived under a bridge.” 

Steven looked over to me wide eyed, with his mouth dropped to the floor. “And you took that shit?” He said, his voice rising higher. You couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I was six, what was I supposed to do?” He turned to me, looking a little more serious. “Tell me about it.” He said, his voice deeper than it was a few seconds before. You looked at him a little wide eyed, as his hand came clashing over yours in a tight, reassuring hold. “I’m serious, I’ll take care of it.” 

You managed to nod at him, agreeing. You looked away, hoping he would leave his hand where it was. He did, for a few seconds, before he stood up, patting you on the shoulder. “We should probably head back for dinner.” You looked out at the sun, it was almost dark out. “Yeah.” You agreed, and got up, quickly catching up with Steven.

He smiled at you as you caught up to him. Once you were walking next to him, he threw his hand up, and ruffed your hair while laughing. You scoffed, but had the biggest smile on your face, and you couldn’t stop laughing. 

The dinner was great. You sat next to Taylor, with your flower crown high up on your head. For the first time in forever Taylor wasn’t throwing back handed statements your way. Instead, Cam Cameron was getting integrated by Jeremiah, and even you had to admit it was funny. Every once in a while your eyes would flicker to Steven and he’d be looking at you. It made your stomach fill with butterflies, and you’d have to duck your head so no one would see you smiling ear to ear.

Eventually the dinner was over, and Taylor had convinced Belly to go to a ‘real’ party. “Come on Belly, we can just leave her here.” Taylor said in a snarky tone, as she looked at you with a face full of disgust. You folded your arms over one another. “Stop treating me like I’m younger than you.” Taylor rolled her eyes, and Belly stood there awkwardly. “I think she should come with us, it’ll be fun.” Belly said, stepping in. Taylor looked over at Belly like she was crazy. She massaged her forehead with her hands, and groaned. “Fine.”

You and Belly both cheered, and Taylor scoffed. “Just don’t follow me around everywhere like a lost puppy.” You turned to Taylor with a big smile on your face. “I didn’t plan on it.” 

After what felt like an eternity of Taylor complaining in Jeremiah's car, you finally made it to the party. You jumped out of the car, and smoothed down your dress. Belly showed up soon after you, with Cam Camron, in Jeremiah's words.

Taylor immediately left you to be with Belly, so you took your chance to sneak your way into the party. You walked in through the front doors, and immediately got hit by music bouncing off the walls, and the smell of beer in the air. 

You stepped to the side of the room, waiting for anything to happen. Until you heard a familiar voice in your ear. “You don’t seem like the party type.” You quickly flipped around only to see Steven standing inches from your face. Your face quickly turned red, and you awkwardly laughed it off. “I’m not.” You explained, shouting over the music. “I just thought I would give it a try.” 

He smiled down at you. “Well, just stick by me, I’ll show you the ropes.” Butterflies rushed through your body as you quickly nodded. “Great.” He said, but you were too focused on the rush you were feeling. “I’ll go get us some drinks.” 

You watched as he walked away. Everything in your body was on fire. You had a giant smile on your face. You just couldn’t drop the thought of Steven Colklin having a crush on you. The guy you had liked since elementary. It made your heart pump against your chest.

You waited for a good while until you realized something was up. Where was he? It couldn’t be that hard to grab two drinks, right? You started walking around the house looking for the kitchen, until you ran into Belly. Literally. You smashed your shoulder into her, making you both stumble and almost fall.

“I’m so sorry.” You said, as you held your shoulder and cringed from the pain. Belly brushed off her shoulder, and smiled. “I’m fine, hey have you seen Taylor? I’ve been looking all over for her.” You shook your head. “No, I’ve been trying to find Steven.” Belly gave you a weird look, but shrugged it off. “We can look for them together.”

You and Belly linked arms, as you continued your search. Your first stop was the kitchen. It was bustling with people, as they went in and out to grab more alcohol. You stood on your tippy toes, to look over every one, but Steven was nowhere to be found.

The next stop were the bathroom lines. Nor Taylor or Steven were there, but there was a line of more than 20 people. Belly had the idea to look upstairs. You squeezed past people, as you made your way up the stairs. Belly opened the first door, but quickly shut it when she saw what was inside.

She turned back to you, laughing. You laughed with her, as you both went to the next door. You opened the door, and saw no one. You turned to Belly and she shoed you inside. You took three steps, until you saw it. 

You felt your heart shatter. Belly saw it too, but she looked a whole lot angrier than you. “What the hell, Steven?” She screamed at Steven as he and Taylor made out. He quickly pulled away from her and turned to you and Belly. His eyes flicked to your face, and quickly his face filled with guilt. He stood with the same face as you. “Y/N..” He said, but you quickly turned away and rushed out the room.

You heard Taylor yell after Steven, but you didn’t want to know what was happening. His hurried footsteps followed after you, but he couldn’t keep up with you as you weaved past people. 

You rushed out of the house, and quickly shut yourself in Jeremiah's car. You felt really stupid. Why on Earth would you think Steven liked you? Especially when Taylor was alway right there to show you up. 

You sunk down into the chair, and huddled up into a ball. How could so much happen in a day? You kept asking yourself. How could I let this happen? Rang through your head, how could I fall for something this dumb? You wanted to cry and scream, and do whatever you could do to make what you were feeling go away.

[om-nom-snom]

[When you're sick]

Steven x reader, Rika x reader

Steven <3

He probably realises you're sick before you even do

You'll complain about a dry throat and he'll half joke that you probably have the flu

When you wake up at 4am in a cold sweat Steven knows he guessed right

Even in his half asleep state, he's more than willing to go get you medicine and cold water

Rubs your back while you take the flu medicine and then gets a wet flannel to wash your face with

Steven doesn't want you to be feeling gross and sticky from the sweat

Absolutely would bring you some breakfast in bed later in the morning if you're up for it

Soup with toast or crackers is his go to, but he'll prepare anything that might make you feel better

Absolutely takes the day off work to take care of you

Steven dotes on you for the whole day, anything you want is yours

Want to snuggle on the couch and watch a movie? He's already got blankets ready

Want to play some video games in bed? He's got everything charged and is more than happy to boot up your matching switches

He gives you plenty of forehead kisses too

While Steven hates to see you sick and in pain, he does love getting to spoil you a bit

Rika <3

Rika was wide awake the moment you shot out of bed in the middle of the night

Holding back a yawn, she'll stumble after you into the bathroom

She's definitely the type to hold back your hair and rub your back as you throw up

Plenty of verbal reassurance too that she's got you and you'll be okay

Vomit doesn't bother her, she'll stick around until you're finished

After she gets you cleaned up, you'll find yourself back in bed with some ice water to sip on and a vomit bucket off to the side

Even if you fall back asleep, Rika stays up and tries to get some work done on her laptop

She's definitely taking a work from home day so she can keep an eye on you

Once you're awake again she's already got some electrolyte drinks and plain crackers ready for you

Rika definitely has you set up on the couch in her home office, all wrapped up in a blanket with your phone and switch

Occasionally, you'll look up and find her gazing at you from her desk

She always smiles when you notice her before turning back to her monitor

You can be sure that Rika keeps tabs on if you develop a fever or any other issues

She's happy to take care of you for as long as you need

Wrote this while I'm sick with the flu, god do I wish I had some of my favourite Pokémon characters to come take care of me while I'm ill

[kindredquartzes]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSteven Universe Movie ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSpoilers !! Steven Universe x Male reader

The sun sank into the horizon of Beach City, tinting the sky with shades of pink, but today, the usual tranquility was disrupted by the echoes of Spinel's invasion. You had spent the afternoon with Connie, ensuring the safety of every resident. However, your thoughts, your own heart, remained with Steven. The concern for him was palpable, a tight knot in your chest that could only be undone with his safety assured. Your bond with Steven was something special, deep, a thread of connection.

With the town's inhabitants out of danger, you communicated your plan to Connie. "I need to go to Steven." She looked at you with wide, worried eyes. "It's dangerous out there. Steven can handle it." But your determination was firm, driven by loyalty. "I can't abandon him now," you declared. After a moment of hesitation, Connie nodded, understanding the depth of your connection. The Gems, after a more sincere plea from you, agreed, though their concern was evident. They recognized that your heart would find no peace until Steven was safe, reflecting the empathy and care he always showed.

Lion made a portal and you climbed into the injector; the wind carried the scent of salt and battle. Spinel had Steven by the neck, a sight that froze you for a moment, but the glow of Steven's returning powers spurred you into action. Without further delay, you charged, pushing Spinel aside, showing a determination akin to Steven's when it came to protecting those you loved.

Steven's face lit up with relief upon seeing you, enveloping you in a tight embrace. "You shouldn't be here," he whispered, his voice a mix of concern and relief, "it's too dangerous." However, his words betrayed his relief. It was this very empathy, his endless care for others even amidst peril, that defined him. Before you could fully part, Spinel retaliated, but Steven's quick thinking encased you both in a protective bubble, showcasing not only his resolve to protect himself but also his unwavering commitment to those he cherished.

The battle that followed was swift, intense, a dance of light and shadow. You stood ready, but Steven, with his innate compassion, reached out to Spinel, reminding her of the potential for belonging, for family. His optimism, his ability to see beyond the conflict, highlighted his true strength. Steven believed in the possibility of change, of redemption, and this belief was woven into every word, every gesture he made towards Spinel.

Moved by Steven's words, Spinel's defenses crumbled, allowing him to guide her towards a new path. Yet, the tension spiked when she brandished the injector, threatening all you had built. In that critical moment, Connie was there, her embrace for you and Steven a testament to her relief. The Gems joined, their collective hug a celebration of the temporary peace, acknowledging Steven not just as a leader but as the heart that united them all towards understanding and harmony.

The Diamonds' arrival cast long shadows over the scene, their presence a reminder of the past. Steven, with his diplomatic grace and reflective nature, introduced Spinel, whose essence echoed Pink Diamond's. Touched, the Diamonds welcomed Spinel into their fold, not as a possession but as family, a gesture laden with both sorrow and hope. It showcased Steven's profound influence, his compassion touching even the hardest of hearts.

Spinel's departure was a moment of mixed emotions, but it symbolized a new beginning, a testament to Steven's growth, his understanding of his role, and his ability to transform pain into something beautiful.

As you watched them leave, a wave of relief mingled with sadness washed over you. Steven turned to you, his gratitude evident. "I couldn't have done this without you," he said, his grip on your hand a silent symphony of friendship

[plethora-of-imagines]

Silk Lingerie

AN: Practically unedited but here is the first longer fic I have made in a long time!

Prompt:

Shopping for 'that special outfit' is harder than it looks when you're dating all the moon boys. They each like something slightly different, but you want to find something all of them can enjoy- and when you do, their reaction is almost magical 👑🦇

Word Count: 1,831

Warnings: smut/lemon, inaccurate portrayal of DID

"Oh, love," Stevens' voice was filled with awe. Not quite breaking but consumed with emotion making it thick. "What have we done to deserve such a treat? You're just too good to us, truly."

The soft silk of the slip dress had been chosen just for Steven to touch, the buttons just to build the anticipation as he worked to undress you. The lace of your undergarments peeking out from the low neckline to tease the others and make clear that this was for all of them. 

Steven was hesitantly stroking the soft smooth fabric near your hips with reverence. His face scrunching up at the voices that for the moment only he could hear.

"I'm not letting either of you take control. There is silk and buttons," he paused as they likely spoke over each other. "Nope, not happening, mates. Silk and buttons! That's my special treat and you know it. Let me enjoy it and bugger off."

You laughed and took a moment to brush Steven's hair out of his face. Heart swelling as he leaned into your touch.

"Don't worry, my boys. I tried to have something for each of you.”

The cocky smile on their lips told you that against his wishes, Steven had control stolen away from him.

“Good. I would have to remind you not to forget the rest of us if you didn’t, princesa.”

“Jake, give Steven back the body,” your attempts to sound stern were laughable when compared to Jake’s stern voice.

Gripping your ass firmly with his hands he hummed in consideration. Leaning his body back to take in as much of your outfit as he could while still keeping his crotch against yours. You could feel their cock getting firmer with each second Jake admired you.

“Let me enjoy you all sexy and dolled up with my own eyes first. Stevie isn’t the only one to love a bit of silk.”

“Jake you love basically everything,” you laughed.

“Mhhh, must be a side effect of loving the most beautiful girl in the world then.” He sighed. “Alright, alright, I’ll give you back the body Steven! Just stop with all the screaming and annoying songs.”

“It’s your turn after he undresses me,” you told Jake to ease his reluctice to give up the body, “then Marc’s. I’m planning to owe Steven a slow morning fuck tomorrow since he likely won’t get to fuck me tonight like you and Marc will.” 

His hands released your ass in favor of creeping up your back. Mouth finding your collarbone in a manner that screamed Steven.

“If that’s okay with you Steven. I don’t want you to feel left out or shorted by this...”

Your attempts to seek reassurance about your idea fled your mind as the light bites and gentle kisses were pressed against your throat. Soft moans overtook any attempts to question if Steven felt shorted again. He certainly didn’t seem to feel shorted with the attention he was lavishing you with.

The top button of the dress popped open with ease. Steven’s fingers alternating between playing with the button and tracing patterns of hieroglyphics against your skin. 

“I certainly don’t feel left out,” he muttered against your skin. “You dressed up just for us, in this silk and button number just for me. Gonna take my time yeah? Fully enjoy you until the others are screaming for me to let them have their turn. Make you feel so good that you think of me while they fuck you proper.”

“Steven,” you moaned.

Your stomach was filled with butterflies in the best of ways. You were already aching for him. Still lavishing your body with affection he slowly messed with the second button. Beginning to unbutton it before changing his mind and closing it again. Fiddling with it like he tended to mess with his sleeves. You had always lovingly called his too long sweaters his sweater paws.

“Steven, please,” you begged. 

You knew that he could keep up this torture for hours. 

In answer to your pleas he slowly trailed his kisses down your throat to the skin right above the valley of your breasts. Sucking lightly at your skin until a small hiss passed your lips. While you were distracted he finally committed to opening the second button. Hands sliding under the slip dress to cradle your breasts for a moment before moving on to their real goal. Pushing off the thin straps to make the fabric pool off of your breasts, the sage green lace of the teddy you were wearing was further exposed to him. Remaining buttons kept the silk from slipping off of your body any further than Steven wanted it. Lying just below your beautiful breasts.

“Well isn’t that just the prettiest sight known to man. Almost a shame that no one else but the three of us gets to see it,” Steven delighted in your burning cheeks, the closest approximation to a mischievous smile he could manage breaking out on his lips.

Groaning you wordlessly tried to beg him for more.

Taking pity on you, Steven’s lips enveloped your breast. Sucking your nipple through the lace covering you from sight. A strangled moan filled the air between you, throwing your head back in bliss. Warmth flooded your veins, your clit pulsing in need. Fingers threaded themselves through your hair.  Holding you in place with a guiding hand.

His lips were so warm. Alternating between sucking firmly on your nipples, soaking the lace with his tongue, and pressing open mouthed kisses to your tit. One hand tangling into the silk pooling along your back. The other, the other was gently squeezing your neglected tit. Just a nice, firm pressure. Your hips subconsciously ground against his. Steven didn’t hesitate to slide his thigh between your legs, letting you thrust against him.

Your hands grasped onto Steven’s head, pulling him gently up by his hair to meet your lips. Sloppy kisses, broken only by gasps for air and needy moans.

A bite to your lower lip, had you pulling back with a small squeak. 

“Sorry, princesa,” Jake teased, sounding not at all sorry for his hard nip. “But Steven and you were getting far too worked up, and the rest of us want to get our turn.”

Jake’s steady hands made quick work of the remaining buttons. Hands sliding underneath the pooling fabric at your hips. Simply, sliding it off your body. Down onto the floor. A light pressure against your thighs encouraged you to jump into Jake’s arms. Letting him carry you to the bed as he devoured your mouth with kisses.

He didn’t bother to step away when he broke the kiss for a precious few seconds to yank the shirt Steven had been wearing over his head. Throwing it across the room to land closer to where your dress had been discarded.

He took those few seconds to also admire your appearance before his hands and lips were once again on you. Moaning against your skin as he moved to suck a hickey onto your neck. Hands teasing down into the opening near your crotch on the lace bodysuit.

Fingers sliding against your pussy, collecting every drop of arousal they could from between your legs.

Pulling away, he murmured teasingly, “I’m not the only one excited princessa.”

Jake looked you dead in the eyes as he brought his slick covered fingers to his mouth. Sucking them clean, a sting of saliva followed them along as he returned them to your clit. Circling as he watched your eyes roll back. Soft pleas filled the air as you fell apart on his fingers. The first finger entered you slowly with no resistance. The second was able to easily slip in as well. Spreading and searching for the spot that would make your body writhe. As if he didn’t already know exactly where that spot was. Gentle pressure spread you open as his thumb flicked lazily at your clit.

“Just take one more, one more and then you can come apart on our cock.”

Whimpering as the small burn that his third finger caused as it pushed inside. Feeling so full and stretched. When his fingers left your dripping pussy you could feel your arousal leaking out of you. With eyes that struggled to stay fully open you watched as he covered his hard, leaking cock with your juices.

The pressure as his cock slowly slid inside had you squirming. His hands reaching out to hold you still by your hips. Clenching around him as each inch filled you.

“Mhmmm,” you struggled to hold back your sounds of pleasure. Overwhelmed by the feeling.

Feeling his balls against your skin, knowing that he was fully inside you prepared yourself to feel him move. But he didn’t.

“How do you want it,” Jake refused to move until you answered. “Does my precious princessa want it fast and hard?”

“Mhm!” You hummed your agreement, foolishly hoping that he would take that as an answer.

“That’s not an answer, I need you to use your pretty words, mi amor,” he teased.

“Please,” your cheeks were flushed from both need and slight humiliation at being made to say it out loud. A sort of state only Jake seemed to be able to stir in you. “Please fuck me hard, Jake.”

Squealing as you were granted what you asked for. The force pushing you against the sheets, sliding up until Jake grabbed your shoulders and dragged you back to meet his cock again.

You could feel his cock twitching as he groaned. Head falling back in his bliss.

“Oh fuck, how the hell did Jake not cum! Fuck, baby girl you feel so good.”

Scattered thrusts that had no pattern or consistency emphasized Marc’s inability to keep still so close to release.

“Bet you planned for me to take that pretty number off of you and have you in just these” snapping the garters against your skin with a smile pressed into your skin, “pretty things. But you feel too good to stop. I can understand why Jake likes to see you like this. It’s cute how much of a mess you are, pretty girl.”

“I,” skin feeling warm as you managed to get flustered. 

You whined as he halted your attempts to hide your face before they could happen, “Marc!”

Kisses devouring you once again. As he kissed the remaining breath out of you as he thrust, over and over again.

The warm feeling as your pussy was coated in Marc’s seed from the inside had you shivering. It felt so good. Not even bothering to pull out, he continued to fuck you with gentle thrust. Fingers playing with your clit with a skill you didn’t even have.

The uncontrollable twitches of your body as you reached your peak left you limp. Marc’s body falling on top of you.

“Second round in the shower?”

His impish smile teased that it wouldn't be the last round.