🌻Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before🌻 overview
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Tags: non-consensual elements/rape, bikers AU, biker gang 141, omegaverse, dub-con, non-con touching, harassment, stalking, reader has a vagina, M/M/F threesome, threats, reader has a nickname, loss of parent, original characters, pack dynamics, alpha!John Price, Alpha!Nikolai, omega!reader, forced bonding, loss of virginity, breeding kink, piss kink, scent marking, daddy kink, stun guns, smut, rough sex, knotting, forced pregnancy, voyeurism, punishments, noncon spanking, p in v sex, anal sex, overstimulation, claiming bites, implied depression, implied murder, vomit, uh short appearance of a chopped off body part (action not described but the part will appear shortly)
Chapter 1: the engines 🌻
Chapter 2: creeps 🌻
Chapter 3: wandering, child, so lost so helpless 🌻
Chapter 4: fear can turn to love — you’ll learn to see🌻
chapter 5: stranger than you dreamt it 🌻
Chapter 6: ours now 🌻
chapter 7: showing off 🌻
chapter 8: In this darkness which you know you cannot fight🌻
chapter 9: Let the dream begin, let the darker side give in🌻
what’s more chaotic than a wedding? try three ex-lovers showing up unannounced because your son is hoping one of them is his father. one minute, you’re struggling to keep your hostel afloat. the next, you’re wrangling old flames like stray cats and wondering how your life turned into a rom-com gone spectacularly wrong.
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content: smut, fluff, angst (as usual)! love polygon in some ways, unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, infidelity, miscommunication. each part will have its own tags
Summary: duke Leto atreides day keeps getting worse and worse. First he had to work on this nice day instead of spending time with his son. Second, he has to work out a bunch of legislations to stop people from fighting horened serpents in the sea. And now the emperor decreed that he has to marry he enemy houses heir. Might as well kill him now and spare him the torment.
Hi so this is the fic that I was supposed to publish regularly but did not despite having chapters written. Likes and reblogs appreciated.
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The day was sunny and warm. A rare occurrence on caladan. It was the sort of day that would be better used to spend time with loved ones out in the gardens. To cultivate relationships with your children and watch them grow up and make memories with them, a luxury duke leto atreides does not have. Instead, he is in another meeting discussing matters he would not rather hear about with people he frankly does not like. such is his life.
He sometimes wonders, as one of his council men starts on a topic that is easily worked out, if his father took up bull fighting to escape the dull thrum of the court. He also privately wonders if he got himself killed on purpose.
The council chamber was shrouded in the golden light of late afternoon. The room, vast and echoing, carried the scent of polished oak and old stone. At its heart stood a long table, carved with the crest of House Atreides—the hawk in flight. Around it sat the duke’s trusted advisors, their expressions mirroring the tension in the air. It was a space where strategies were devised and burdens shared. Massive wooden beams supported the high ceiling, their carvings depicting the triumphs of House Atreides. The room smelled faintly of sea salt, carried in on the cool evening breeze that crept through the tall, narrow windows.
Duke Leto Atreides sat at the head of the table, his sharp features shadowed by the slanting light from the tall windows. His brow furrowed deeply as Thufir Hawat, his Mentat, finally stood up to present them with the most important of today’s news.
Thufir stood at the head of the table, the dim firelight highlighting the lined features of his face. His hands rested lightly on a stack of sheets as he addressed the room.
“My lord,” Thufir began, his voice steady and his features grave, “the emperor has issued a formal proposal. He suggests a marriage alliance between yourself and the na-Baroness Harkonnen.”
The room fell into stunned silence. At the far end of the table, Tobin Charr, the minister of foreign relations, let out an audible snort. Beside him, Daelin Moros, the Atreides fleet commander, leaned back in his chair, his hand rubbing his temple as though warding off a headache.
“Good one, thufir. Did not know you had it in you.” Charr laughed. With him, the room descended into quiet mirth.
“It is not a joke i am afraid.”
The joyful atmosphere quickly died down.
“You mean to tell me,” Moros said slowly, his deep voice edged with disbelief, “that the emperor wants us to bind ourselves to the Harkonnens? After generations of blood feuds?”
Leto’s face darkened, his knuckles whitening as he gripped the arm of his chair.
“That’s the emperor’s solution? He hands me Arrakis with one hand and has a knife to my back with the other.”
Thufir gave a small nod. “It is precisely because of those feuds that the emperor sees this as a strategic move. A gesture of unity, on the surface.”
Leto’s voice cut through the murmurs like steel.
“And beneath the surface?”
Thufir folded his hands on the table, his expression grave.
“Beneath the surface, my lord, it is a trap. The emperor seeks to weaken both Houses. By tying us to the Harkonnens, he sows mistrust among your allies. And the baron will see this marriage as a threat to his control. Conflict is inevitable.”
Tobin Charr’s tone was sharp and unfiltered.
“We don’t need their filthy bloodline mixing with ours. This na-baroness will be a spy, or worse, a weapon.”
Moros grunted in agreement.
“A weapon, indeed. She could kill you in your sleep, my lord. Or sow discord among your people.”
Thufir raised a hand, silencing the outbursts.
“With respect, ladies and gentlemen, this woman is no pawn. While She is the baron’s favored child, it is not just for sentimental reasons and While the public perception is that of a spoiled heiress, the reports from our spies say otherwise. Intelligence report that Since the age of fourteen, the na-baroness has managed Giedi Prime’s industrial sector with ruthless efficiency. Her leadership has resulted in unprecedented growth in production, particularly weapons manufacturing. By all accounts, she is intelligent, resourceful, and efficient.”
Lauren Maxwell, the minister of production, eyes widened slightly. “Fourteen?”
Thufir nodded.
“Now twenty-three, she has survived over three hundred assassination attempts. Many of them likely orchestrated by her own father. Despite this, she thrives.”
Leto leaned forward, his voice low and skeptical.
“Three hundred attempts, and she’s still alive?”
Thufir nodded.
“Yes. By her father’s enemies…and by her father himself. The baron is known to foster chaos within his own house, encouraging infighting to weed out the weak. Yet this woman has thrived under his rule. She is dangerous, yes, but not in the way you fear.”
“What kind of person survives that?”
“A Harkonnen, my lord.” Thufir’s voice was matter-of-fact.
Gurney Halleck, standing by the window with his arms crossed, let out a derisive snort.
“A spoiled Harkonnen brat who happens to be clever. I fail to see the benefit in this match, my lord.”
Lauren glanced at Gurney, her voice measured.
“Surviving three hundred assassins requires more than cleverness, Captain. It requires skill.”
“Or it requires being just as twisted as the people trying to kill you. Don’t romanticize it, my lady.” Gurney shrugged"
The duke frowned, his mind turning over the information.
“Is there any record of her? A portrait?”
Thufir shook his head.
“No, my lord. Giedi Prime considers the na-Baroness holy. Her image is forbidden by tradition, making her an enigma even to her own people. The lack of records is part of her mystique.”
Leto’s voice softened, almost to himself.
“A ghost…”
Lana Thorne, intelligence master, turned to Leto, her tone serious.
“A woman like this is not easily controlled. If the emperor intends her to be a weapon, she will cut both ways. And if the Baron intends her to be bait, she may be far more dangerous than we realize.”
Leto’s frustration flared.
“And I’m supposed to welcome her into my home? Into my bed? How am I to trust her?”
Lana met his gaze calmly.
“You don’t. Not yet. You study her. You learn who she is. And then you decide if she is a threat or an opportunity.”
The council chamber fell silent, the crackling fire the only sound.
“Sire, the idea is not without merit. If our intelligence is true, the harkonans won't attack if they know that she will be hurt. Your control of arrakis would be much easier then.”
Leto stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the stone floor.
“This emperor’s proposal stinks of manipulation. He hands me Arrakis, a poisoned gift and then dangles a Harkonnen bride before me. He wants me to play into his hands.”
Thufir rose as well, his tone calm but firm.
“And if you refuse, my lord, you weaken your position. The emperor counts on your mistrust of the Harkonnens. But the na-baroness complicates things. If she is as intelligent as the reports suggest, she may be more than a pawn in game.”
Leto’s eyes narrowed.
“Or she may be another dagger at my back.”
Moros leaned forward, his voice rising.
“Then refuse her! Better to spurn the emperor than invite a Harkonnen into your bed!”
Thufir turned to Moros, his expression sharp.
“Spurning the emperor will invite open war, and we are not ready. This marriage is a calculated risk, but it may buy us time.”
“I won’t walk blindly into this. Thufir, I want every scrap of information on the Harkonnen na-baroness. Everything. If I am to take this woman into my house, I will know exactly who and what she is.”
Thufir bowed his head.
“As you wish, my lord.”
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Leto’s private chambers were a sanctuary of sorts, perched high above the sea. It is the only place he gets to be himself, not the Duke of caladan, not the leader of his people, just Leto. Simply him.The wide windows overlooked the crashing waves below, their rhythm a constant companion to his restless thoughts. The room was sparsely furnished, but the fire burning in the hearth cast a soft, golden glow over the dark wood and stone.
He had a rule. No thinking about politics while in his private chambers. It is the only place where he gets to be just himself. Yet today's topic dragged itself unwillingly to his place of rest. He couldn't help but think of it.
His reflection stared back at him from the tall window, but his thoughts were elsewhere—focused on the weight of the emperor’s machinations and the shadow of House Harkonnen.
The door to his chambers opens quietly, a persons footsteps echo through the room. His posture relaxes. He knows this rhythm in his sleep, such as it haunts his dreams as much as it haunts his waking hours.
Jessica.
“You’re brooding,” his love observed as she approached him.
Leto didn’t turn, his gaze fixed on the horizon.
“The emperor thinks me blind,” Leto muttered to her, his tone edged with bitterness. “He hands me a noose and calls it an olive branch.”
Jessica looked up immediately, her Bene Gesserit training allowing her to read the tension in his posture.
“What has happened?”
Leto took a breath, his voice steady but grim. “The emperor has proposed a marriage alliance. To a Harkonnen.”
“A Harkonnen? Who?”
Leto’s lips pressed into a thin line.
“The na-Baroness. She’s to be my wife.”
Jessica’s expression remained neutral, though her grip on her hands tightened. “A dangerous proposal. What do we know about her?”
Leto’s gaze turned to the window.
“Not enough. But we’ll find out soon, what am i to do?” He said, stress lacing his tone.
“The emperor thinks you’re predictable. That you’ll bristle at the Harkonnen name and refuse the match. Or that you’ll accept it and play into his trap.”
Leto let out a bitter laugh.
“And what would you have me do? Pretend this woman isn’t a snake waiting to strike?”
Jessica’s voice softened, but her gaze was sharp.
“Perhaps she is a snake. But even snakes can be useful, my love. If Thufir is right, this woman may be more than her father’s pawn. She could be your ally.”
“And if she’s not?” Leto asked, his tone grim.
Jessica’s expression darkened her shoulders tightening with her resolve, her eyes light with the fire he loves so much.
“Then she won’t live long enough to become your enemy.”
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The training grounds of Castle Atreides were alive with the sound of clashing blades and gruff instructions. Torches lined the walls, their flickering light casting long shadows across the sandy courtyard.
Paul ducked under one of duncun Idaho’s strikes, his breath coming hard.
“Why does everyone assume she’s a threat?”
Duncun scoffed, lowering his blade.
“She’s Harkonnen. That’s reason enough."
Paul straightened, wiping sweat from his brow.
“Thufir said she’s intelligent. Skilled. Doesn’t that make her valuable?”
His opponent pointed his blade at Paul’s chest, his tone sharp.
“Valuable and dangerous aren’t mutually exclusive, lad. Remember that.”
Paul grinned faintly.
“Maybe. But I’d like to meet her before I decide."
The older man shook his head, muttering under his breath.
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Pairing: Baby Daddy!Azriel x Fem! Illyrian! Reader
Summary: Watching your best friend mate with someone else was devastating enough. But when a night of seeking solace with an-equally bitter Azriel results in an unplanned pregnancy, you're forced to figure out how to co-parent with a male you barely know. Yet as your unlikely partnership unfolds, you begin to discover that sometimes the most beautiful things grow from the most unexpected circumstances.
Overview: SMUT/ EXPLICIT CONTENT, one night stand to co-parents to friends to lovers, pregnancy, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, mutual pining/unrequited love, slow burn, found family, healing trauma together, illyrian generational trauma, soft!Azriel, soft!Reader, bestie elain archeron, HEA! please check specific part warnings for more!
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୨ৎ Topics of Conversation┃6.6k
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୨ৎ Out in the Open ┃4.6k
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୨ৎ Partners in Crime┃2.5k
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୨ৎ A Mother's Home┃4.1k FAV!
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୨ৎ Learning Curve┃3.8k
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୨ৎ Soft Spots┃2.3k
Ice cream nights and sweet confessions.
୨ৎ Growing Pains┃7.9k
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Current Word Count: 55.2k
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୨ৎ Sweet Treats┃1.7k HALLOWEEN AU
Six months pregnant, you and Azriel celebrate your first Halloween together.
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EYES WITHOUT A FACE (BATFAMILY X NEGLECTED! SUPERHERO! READER)
Summary: Reader is the biological daughter of Bruce Wayne. Her parents pass away and she moves in with him and gets neglected and then later on replaced and imitated; but things change later on.
Author's note: I'm not doing tag lists at the moment. The navigation is finally here!! God I've been procrastinating this for eons but I've decided to stop putting it off and do it because well, we've gained quite the readerbase. I'm thankful for you all! Updates come in the weekends, send any headcannon, thought, criticisms, feedback, memes, little blurbs CONVERSATION, ANYTHINGGG. My ask box, DMs and comments are always open. Inspiration for this series is from @mimiiiiiiiiisstuff and the divider's are from @bronzewasp. This IS a crossover fic between DC and Marvel.
summary: after being a wallflower throughout your first five years at hogwarts, you always thought that you could be invisible. but when you hear the marauders talking cruelly about you and proceeding to ask for your forgiveness after, well good luck babe.
warnings: eventual smut! 18+ heavy angst, cursing, reader wants to kill the marauders , swearing, unprotected sex, praise, oral (male receiving), jealousy
a/n: i've been completely MIA, sorry.. i saw this in my drafts, and i was like, let me just continue it. this ended off kind of weird, but there will be smut in the next part! i'm gonna attempt to finish every series.. hopefully. i haven't written in a bit, so i apologize if you hate it. see u next time!
Peter flushed tomato red when the bottle landed on him, and Evan smiled at him in a very seductive way. As long as you've known him, Evan did have a lot of charm—nearly as much as Sirius.
Evan was a close second, though perhaps not Sirius, given his overwhelming appeal.
'Whoops' and applause echoed around the circle as Evan gently crept toward Peter, crawling on his hands and knees.
Peter gulped, sitting still in his seat as Evan rose above him and whispered something in his ear, causing Peter to gasp.
Evan took this opportunity to kiss him slowly and gently, his hands on either side of Peter's face.
You looked around to see everyone's reactions but everyone was either egging it on or talking to each other. You couldn't believe this was the same group you had been 'friends' with last school year.
After what felt like years, Evan finally broke away from Peter, leaving him a swift peck on the cheek as Peter closed his legs together and blushed from the teasing of Dorcas and Marlene.
Your eyes landed on the bottle as Sirius began to grab it for his turn. His eyes were on the bottle as they lifted up to wink at you which made you swallow.
He spun it and it landed on the person next to him, Remus. You honestly expected Remus to have the same reaction as Peter but he actually looked bored at the fact that it was Sirius.
Even Sirius noticed it, "Aw, not excited to kiss me love?" He asked, faking a pout.
Remus smirked, "You think you deserve a kiss after the shit you pulled today?" He asked, using his hands as stands to keep him up as he faced Sirius.
Sirius's pout quickly turned into a matching smirk with Remus, "Have I been bad?" He asked, inching towards him.
You felt butterflies, or maybe a little below your stomach. Were they actually flirting?
"Enough with the foreplay!" Marlene whined, "Get the kiss over with!"
"Yeah," James said with a smile as he sipped his fire whiskey, "Nothing you haven't done before."
Your eyes widened at that as Sirius shrugged and went in for the kiss with Remus. Remus had a hand on his cheek while Sirius intensely grabbed Remus's hair, growing deeper into the kiss.
Sirius was almost climbing into Remus's lap as a moan erupted from Remus's mouth and you felt a tightening in your stomach.
There was no way this was actually happening.
You saw Sirius smile into the kiss as he pulled away, wiping his mouth, "Still bored?" He asked as Remus waved him off with a flushed look his face.
"As much as I don't want to give Sirius another ego boost, that was extremely hot," Mary admitted, sipping her drink.
"Everything's hot about me baby," Sirius replied, winking at Mary as she scowled.
Sirius took a look at you as you quickly avoided his eye contact which was clearly a mistake.
He spoke, "I actually think our dear Y/N should go," He announced, "She seems like she's never played before," He tsked.
Steam almost flew out of your ears as you spoke, "Actually, I think the whole point is to go around in a circle, Black," You spat as Sirius only smiled.
"Oh," His voice dripping in mockery, "I'm sorry, Y/N, if you're feeling a bit scared, you don't have to go," He spoke as your fists clenched.
"Yeah Y/N," Lily gave you a genuine smile, "You don't have to go yet if you don't want to," She hummed as several people in the circle agreed, acting as if Sirius was being genuine.
This only made your face warm up as you sat up, annoyance all over your face, "Actually Lily, I do think I should go to be fair, I'm actually feeling a bit brave," You sent a mocking smile to Sirius as you dragged the bottle back in the circle and spun it.
As it spun, you nervously bit your lip.
Since the girls were sweet and you could probably get away with just given them a peck, you wouldn't mind if it were any of them.
Or perhaps even Evan, who you liked because he certainly wasn't ugly and genuinely seemed kind.
Even Peter, he would most likely be as nervous as you and you probably wouldn't have to kiss for long.
Just anybody—aside from the three arrogant, blithering, shitheads—
James looked like a deer in headlights as the bottle fell straight onto him. He looked at you, and your expression was exactly the same.
"Well come on lovebirds!" You stood motionless in nervousness as Evan cheered.
You swallowed as James moved towards you slowly, your eyes tracing his every move. His eyes were locked onto you like you were the only person in the room.
Your gaze shifted to Sirius, and his arrogant demeanor had softened; he was now observing you and James differently.
You had never seen Sirius become stiff in his life, but it seemed as though his eyes had darkened and his entire demeanor had shifted.
Remus had almost the same expression when you turned to face him, but he seemed more anxious than anything else, as though he was unsure of what to anticipate.
"Y/N," James said as your gaze returned to him. "I've wanted to do this since last school year," he said softly, in a whisper.
As he leaned in and gave you a gentle peck on the cheek, your expression shifted to one of disbelief.
All outside cheers and hollering had been muffled, making it seem as though you two were the only people in the room. It felt like you could feel every sense ten times more than normal.
After giving you another glance, he moved in and kissed you, feeling his soft, plump lips as his hands gently gripped the sides of your face.
At first, the kiss was tender, with him giving you a deep, meaningful kiss. After that, it began to feel like the stress, the rage, and the words from that evening. His tongue invaded your mouth unexpectedly as a moan escaped from your mouth.
Your mouth fought against his as you both deepened into the kiss, your hands running through his soft curls.
He abruptly pulled away from you, staring at you while you both gasped and caught your breath. You were certain that he couldn't read your expression, but you couldn't read him either.
James was flushed, his chest heaving as he looked at you in astonishment.
You always knew that James was beautiful but in this state he was ethereal.
You were certain that while your state was comparable to his, it was probably not as lovely.
Marlene was the first to speak, "That was more steamy than I thought it would be," while taking a drag from her cigarette.
You were snapped out of your thoughts, "I actually have to be in bed, huge reading to catch up on," You said hurried to your feet. You started to hurry away and excused yourself.
Lily said, "Oh, I see. See you tomorrow!" She waved you away, looking a little perplexed and anxious.
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You gently closed the door, careful to not wake up your roommates as you changed out of your school clothes and into your nightwear.
There were multiple feelings racing through you,
"I've wanted to do this since last school year."
It confused you.
James had been nothing but horrid to you.
All the things he had said about you and how much of a loser you basically were. Now he had wanted to kiss you since last school year? It didn't make sense to you.
And the kiss.
You didn't feel disgusted with it, in fact, you enjoyed it.
Your body was happy in ways you hadn't experienced in a long time, even if your conscious mind wasn't.
But James was a jerk and a boy you had hated all summer, so you couldn't feel that way about him.
In fact, you had promised yourself you wouldn't.
One night couldn't change what you had worked so hard for. You couldn't let them take your self-respect again.
It wasn't worth it.
As you lay in bed, you closed your eyes and wished that the tingles in your body and the restless thoughts in your head would stop.
Hoping to leave this night into some intense nightmare.
"Y/N," When you moaned and shook them off, the voice said, "Don't be a twat right now, I am already about to be late as is, wake up!" You let out a loud grunt and opened your eyes to discover a displeased Penelope staring at you as the loudness of the voice increased.
"Shit, what time is it?" You asked, your eyes widening.
"Time to get to bloody class, have you lost your mind?" As you hurriedly sat up and searched through your cupboard for clothing, she said in an increasingly anxious tone.
With frustration, you groaned, "There's no way I slept in again."
"Um, there is a way," Penelope chuckled. "I've been telling you to fix that janky alarm clock since last school year or to even enchant one but no, you stick with it," She huffed, eyeing said alarm clock with intense hatred.
She crossed her arms and looked at you. "I don't even understand why I wake you up, I should've just gone to class," she said, crossing her arms.
"Because you are a good housemate and friend and you sincerely love me," You replied as she struggled to contain the ghost of a smile. "But as much as you love me, get to class!" You urged, "I'll meet you there."
She looked at you hesitantly, "Are you sure?"
"Go!" You rushed her off as she shrugged, grabbing her bag.
"Don't be late," She winked, leaving and closing the door.
Rolling your tights up your legs before your skirt, you rolled your eyes. Even though you looked like a complete disaster when you looked in the mirror, it was sufficient for the day. You hurriedly put on your shoes, picked up your bag, and left the room.
You practically ran down the hallways in order to get to your class, being warned several times by Professors around you to slow down, you always murmuring an apology before continuing a speed walk.
You finally made it in front of the Charms room, and you slowed down your breathing as you entered. You avoided gazes from the entire class as you started walking to find your seat.
"Oh nice to see you Ms. L/N!" Professor Flitwick happily said, "Please sit next to Mr. Lupin," He instructed before giving you a nod and continuing his lesson.
You weren't surprised that Flitwick wasn't mad at you, he had always been extremely nice to you since you had met him.
Your jaw tensed as Remus watched your movements as you sat next to him.
Remus had eyed you multiple times since you sat down throughout the lesson, his eyes glazing over you every two minutes.
You sighed, "What is it, Lupin?" You asked, your eyes still focused on the front.
He looked shocked that you had spoken to him, "Sorry, what?" He asked, staring at you.
You looked at him, "Well, you have been glancing over at me for about every two minutes now, so I'm assuming you have something to say." You said, his mouth gaping, that you had actually said that to him.
"I just wanna talk about what you overheard last year," He started as your eyes went back to the front.
"I don't want to speak about it," You murmured.
Remus frowned, "I just don't want you to think we meant something we didn't." He said as you scoffed.
"So you didn't mean that I was basically a sad case and that you felt bad for me, you all practically mocked me," You countered.
He fiddled with his fingers, "I know what it sounded like, but I swear-" He began.
Professor Flitwick bellowed, "And for this project, you will work with the pairs behind you." Everyone turned behind them as he spoke.
The idea of working with Lupin made your stomach turn, but you were relieved that others would be working with both of you rather than just him.
However, when you turned to look behind you, your gaze met Sirius, the most annoyingly charming person you couldn't seem to forget.
And James, his accomplice.
You gasped in shock, swearing they had never been there before, and then suddenly they were.
"Oh great love, we are gonna be partners!" Sirius grinned as you instantly got up to persuade Flitwick to change and make up some nonsense justification.
Sirius pouted, "Oh love, I wouldn't do that, you don't want Flitwick thinking you're difficult to work with." You rolled your eyes at him, not falling for it. "He might just not write your recommendation for you to be an Auror," He remarked firmly as your eyes widened.
How could he possibly know what?
You sat back down carefully and glared at him, but all he offered you was a smug smirk. You looked away from the boys before you and crossed your arms.
James cleared his throat. He responded, "Well, I say we work in our dorm tonight," and the boys nodded, showing their agreement.
You scoffed, "Why not the library?" You asked, annoyed.
"Because Madam Pince insists on continuing to convince us that she will forever have a stick up her bum," Sirius said in a hushed tone.
"Well, maybe you should learn to shut your mouth once in a while," You spat, giving him a stern look.
He grinned and said, "I love it when you talk dirty to me." He leaned in closer with a whisper, "And I think you would love my mouth."
Your face contorted to disgust as Remus spoke and glared at Sirius, "We will be on our best behavior, and we will even do the most work." He tried to make the situation better.
"I'm not a charity case, I don't need your help," You remarked.
"Trust me love, we know," He replied with a laugh, "But it's the least we can do,"
You sighed, "Fine, but not too late, I don't want Filch to have his knickers in a twist if I'm coming to my dorms at eleven."
"We'll have you in bed by nine," James said, winking,
You rolled your eyes as you began writing something down in your journal. You felt eyes on you as you looked at all of them, "Problem?" You asked.
They all looked away, and you just gave them a strange look as you continued to write.
They had been extremely more weird than last year.
You shrugged the thought off as you tried to cram in as much of your part of the assignment as you could before having to work with them.
The bell chimed, and you instantly started packing up your quills and papers, shoving them into your bag in hopes of escaping this horrible situation as soon as possible.
"Don't be late tonight," Sirius whispered, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
You scowled at him, "Just hope I show up at all, Black." You said as you stood from your seat.
"Oh, trust me," He whispered as he locked eyes with you, "You will."
You swallowed, quickly trying to exit the classroom. You were starting to believe that this school year was a bizarre dream.
You must've been racing out of the room, considering the out-of-breath voice you heard rushing after you, "Y/N!" You looked to see Lily racing after you as you stopped.
She caught up to you as she tried catching her breath, "Merlin, you walk extremely fast," She huffed, throwing a quick laugh.
"How can I help you, Evans?" You asked, clearly not in the right mood for this conversation.
Her face straightened. "I was just hoping that we could talk about everything." She spoke hopefully.
You sighed, "Lily, now is not the best time." You replied, already starting to turn around.
"But!" Lily moved in front of you, "I just don't want you to think that I never cared about our friendship or forgot about you," She said regretfully.
You scoffed, "Lily, we can both be honest with ourselves." You folded your arms. "We were never friends, and you only pretended we were because you pitied me." You said blankly. Lily's eyes saddened as you continued, "But I'm not saying this to make you feel bad, you are a good and kind person, Lily, but we aren't friends."
Lily paused, "Do you actually believe that?" She asked, fiddling with her fingers.
"I'm surprised you don't." You replied as Lily looked down, "Don't get down on yourself, Lily, it wasn't only you." You laughed lightly.
She mustered up a smile, "Thank you for talking to me." She said before exiting the hall.
You hadn't meant to make Lily feel bad but she couldn't have possibly believed that you guys were friends.
Especially after what you had heard.
You were honestly starting to wish it was Winter break already.
This group project was probably one of the most dreadful things that you have had to do in your life.
But your plan was to finish the rest of your part and go back to your dorm, leaving the Marauders and any chance of communicating with them in that room.
Considering that, you were dressed in just your tank top and sleep shorts, wearing a silk coverall.
You knew it wasn't the most appropriate thing in the world, but there was no way the Marauders would ever see you in that way.
You took a deep breath before trying to knock on the door, but before you could, it swung open. Your eyes widened in surprise as James was looking at you with a flustered look as he eyed you up and down.
You looked at him confused, "Uh hi," You uttered.
He gulped, "Hey." He scratched the back of his head as you clicked your teeth.
"Are you gonna invite me in or just stare at me awkwardly?" You asked.
"Oh, sorry," He spoke quietly, widening the door for you.
You came in with your books pressed to your chest as you spotted Remus already at his desk while Sirius lay on his bed, looking at a magazine.
He looked away from the magazine to you, "Well, isn't this a sight?" He hummed, setting it aside on his dresser.
He stood, coming near you with a smug smile as he stared into your eyes.
"I've come here to actually work on the project, Black." You said sternly, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach.
"We can't do pleasantries, dollface?" He asked, coming so close that you could smell his signature scent of Ash and a mix of dark chocolate and mint. You looked up at him, almost feeling his breath fanning your face, "Or maybe we can skip them."
You nervously looked into his eyes, the air growing thick.
"Sirius." Remus warned.
You swallowed as Sirius only smirked, moving near Remus. "I'm only joking, Moony, I'm just trying to make dear Y/N feel more welcome." He sat on the leg of Remus's chair.
You exhaled as James spoke, "You can sit on my bed." He smiled, urging you towards it.
"Thanks." You muttered, sitting on his bed.
You were actually surprised by how soft the mattress was, yours felt like a rock compared.
As if he read your mind, James said, "It took fifty bloody spells to figure out how to break in that mattress." He laughed as you gave a slight nod in response.
"Where do you guys want to start?" You asked, "I've already done most of my writing portion and-"
Remus cut you off, "Maybe we could talk first."
You gave him a confused look, "All due respect, I would rather complete the assignment." You replied, opening your book.
It disappeared in your hand as you spotted Sirius with his wand, giving you a shake of his head.
You huffed, "I came here to work on this project, and if we aren't, I would prefer to be elsewhere." You glared at the boys, beginning to stand.
James stopped you, "Once chance, dove." He pleaded as you crossed your arms, "Just one." He spoke softly
You sat back down as you looked at the boys, "I'm listening." You exhaled.
⤷ when Sirius and Remus travel back in time for an Order mission, they come face to face with you: their girlfriend who died during the first Wizarding War
Hi could you please do yandere house of dragon x Helena twin and when Luke takes Aemond eye he also accidentally cut reader neck, and when they everyone’s gathered Alicent going crazy, reader faints making everyone extremely worried. Luke felt terrible ?
More Then A Eye
Yan!Various!HOTD Characters x Fem!Reader
Made this were the reader was the only one injured because that makes it more fun, and also might make a part 2 so that will come into play if I make that. Also feel like if it was just the reader it would be more interesting.
Warnings: Blood, gore, knifes, violence, yandere actions, reader being injured, me going slight into-depth on how the reader gets cut. Pretty much the whole thing.
Reader wants the family to all get along while the chaos is going on. She is sweetheart like her sister, but she doesn’t have the sight as her sister does. So she notices most of what’s happening, the other half of her sister.
Reader stops Aemond from getting picked on when she’s near because she has the power to make the boys calm, and the rest of the family at that. So she can get mad and upset so aemond feels at ease when his sister is around. But all the boys long for her affection and love, so they all cling to her.
The funeral is a very sad time for her since she loved Laena and the thought of her cousins losing their mother. Or her uncle losing his wife.
So to the readers surprise when she see aemond and jace have a small moments it brings a warmth to her chest in this dark time. Hoping that this was the gods way to bring her family together, but her hopes soon vanished when night came.
She had heard the others walk through the hallways as she tried to fall asleep, opening her door and their whispering calls. They got her attention and claimed someone stole vhagar so she went with them.
“I think we need to wake up our parents.” But her words were shoot down as they dragged her through the halls and down through the castle.
As soon as she saw the white hair she knew it was aemond and she wished she stayed in bed. The kids started to shout, while aemond replied in a time she never heard before, not shy. But proud and filled with venom.
When the fight broke out and all the reader could do was scream and cry for them to stop, but her body froze up. As soon as aemond grabbed ahold of Luke she ran towards him and grabbed ahold of his arm.
“Please, do not hurt them anymore. We- We can all stop this madness,” she looked around at all of them with tears. “Let us all be family.” Aemond was so caught up in his own wrath he pushed the reader back so she wouldn’t get in his way.
He threw Luke to the ground after calling jace and Luke “Strongs.” Then throwing the younger boy to the ground. Jace pulled out a small knife and the reader gasp as they fought again, but the knife was thrown elsewhere.
She watched as Luke crawled to the knife with a interesting to hurt aemond so her body moved on its own. “Aemond!” Just as she shouted she was cut off with the sound of flesh being cut with his blade and gushing sounds. They watch the horror in front of their eyes go down. Blood rolling down her throat and gasped of failed attempts of air when she fell to the ground with her hands clawing at her own throat.
Luke dropped the knife and steps back in disbelief of what was happening. Aemond caught his sister and laid her down in his arms trying to stop the bleeding. “How could you! I’ll kill you! I’ll feed you to my dragon.” He started to cry as did the others.
“What’s going on here?” The guards shouted as the walked up on the children and soon realized the princess. They took her in their arms and sent for the maester and the king at once. Everyone soon garnered in the hall for what had happened.
Alicent screamed when she first saw her daughter and it was loud that everyone in the castle heard. Running to her daughter with tears in her eyes she started to move her hair out of the way as the maester worker. Viserys screamed at the guards to answer who had done it but he wasn’t expecting his own grandsons. Aemond sat at his mothers side while handing the readers hand. Healana looked at the ground with a sob. She had saw it in a nightmare once’s that felt so real, this exact moment.
The boys stayed back and far away. Luke not even daring to look at the reader knowing he caused her harm and pain. All of them wondering if she would be dead soon. Alicent was so focused she didn’t even pay attention to anything but the reader being life and to keep her that way.
When rhaenrya entered it was hell to pay. Reader had just got done with her stitches while still knocked out cold as her body tried to heal itself. “You,” Alicent screamed and pointed at the princess. “You’re filthy sons did this.” Rhaenrya had not see the reader yet as she looked at her sons. When her eyes looked onto the readers body her eyes went wide and looked back at her sons not believing a word.
“They did this?” She asked around the room as the boys tensioned up. “It’s true, jace brought the knife to the fight and his brother, Luke, did the deed.” Cole spiked with a snare. Luke tugged at his mother’s sleeves, “But I did not mean too. Aemond was going to kill jace! The reader got in the way.” All the children started to scream their own defense as everyone watched.
The king was mad but not at the children but at the guards for not doing their jobs. Saying this would have been avoided if they were watched closely. “She would not want us to fight and surely you all know it.” He turned to look at young Luke in the eyes. “I know you did not mean it boy, things can be forgiven.” Alicent looked at rhaenrya as she smiled softly and pull her sons behind herself and listened to Viserys plead of forgiveness and family.
“He deserves no forgiveness,” Alicent stood up and let go of your hand. “The knife was brought to the fight and one of our children could have been killed- Y/n almost died, or might not make it.” She inched closer with a glare and her hands made up into a fist. “Our little girls life being stolen can be..Forgiven?”
“It is what’s right! I love her with my heart but it has been decided, no more blood needs to be shed. Do not let your hatred blind you Alicent.” She stared at him as he spoke so calmly and started to walk away. Her eyes went to the dagger on his hip and her mind filled with red to see her daughter avenged. Moving quickly she took the blade from his side and held it up going for Luke.
“If you will not see to justice then I shall.” Rhaenrya pushes her sons back and caught Alicent before she got closer. They held each other, pushing and pulling to get what they wanted. “Another insult to my family and you get away with it? Just under falling under that pretty foot. It is not far, where is duty? Where is sacrifice?” Rhaenrya looked at the blade as it reflected off the fire light.
She was about to say something but a loud metal sound caught them off guard. They both looked back as the reader laid on the floor with her eyes open and reached out for them. Her head shaking as she tried to speak out but nothing was coming out. Aemond coming to her aid and helping her up but she had used her the rest of her strength to get out of the chair. Reader looked at her brother for help to help and speak her mind, pleading to do the right thing.
“No more blood shed mother.” His spoke but his eyes do not match his words. “She does not wish it.” Helaena came rushing down to her twins side and held her hand. Alicent looked back at rhaenrya one last time before pulling away and dropping the knife. Slowly inching back she looked around at her husband, only with anger and devastation.
Everyone was quiet as she ordered someone to carry her daughter out of the room with the maester. The kids walked with her and held onto their sisters hand as she fell back into a deep sleep. No one could speak a word as they all stood stocked.
For years that was the last time rhaenrya and her kids saw their aunt, along with Daemon. But letters where sent in private from the reader to all of them with updates and her forgiveness. But luke refuses to open and read them as his guilt rotted away at his soul. But each week for years new letters still came from her. The next time they all saw eachother, they all grown so much. But they all remembered the first acted of war.
One side trying to make amends and the other full of revenge.
Dick and you go ice skating and lets just say only one of you looks like a drunk giraffe.
Better Late Than Never
Unable to keep holding it in, you finally confess to Dick about your feelings.
Brief Encounters
Gotham’s three hottest celebrities are thrown into a charity photoshoot they didn’t ask for, in nothing but their underwear—and it turns out the camera isn’t the only thing ready to snap.
Territory, Marked | II | III
Damian makes an unexpected friend at the dog park—but when his older brother tags along one day and takes a little too much interest, Damian decides one thing for certain: this was not supposed to be a shared friendship.
✿ Humor
Stake Out at Table Nine
Dick Grayson just wanted a normal date. No suits. No masks. Definitely no Batkid stakeout at a fancy restaurant. Too bad his siblings brought disguises, drama, and a front-row seat to his love life.
Dinner Was Not Served
Dick had one goal: to seduce his girlfriend. He forgot the part where he should check for unwanted guests first and narrates his plans in very, vivid detail.
Chronologically Incorrect
When an age regressed Dick Grayson wreaks havoc on the Justice League.
This Means War | II | III | IV | V | VI | VII | VIII | IX
Gotham’s youngest neuroscience lecturer never planned to get tangled up with two of its most eligible bachelors. Both are determined to win her over—without revealing they know each other… or that they’re vigilantes. But when the Joker takes an interest in her, things get a whole lot more complicated.
Lost in Translation
Dick makes a mistake in his interrogation thinking you might not know english.
☾ Hurt & Comfort
Home is in Your Arms
After a long day, Dick comes home to your arms
Something Beneath the Dark | II
After a brutal fight leaves Nightwing broken and sinking beneath Gotham’s black waters, something finds him as he drowns.
☠ Angst
Break Point
You're there to pull Nightwing back after Jason's death.
⛓ Smut
Borrowed Time
They were never meant to last. A crime lord rising, a vigilante bound to stop her. But in the quiet between battles, they found each other. Now, love must survive the war they’ve both chosen.
⛧ Alternate Universes (AU)
Scream For Me | slasher au
The mask was his secret. But you were always his obsession.
✧ summary: Logan rescues you, a kitty hybrid, on a mission and you become infatuated with him. (that’s all the plot you get, the rest is porn lol <3)
✧ warnings: smut 18+, unequal power dynamics bc Logan saves reader (and she’s a bit naive and inexperienced), kitty hybrid!reader (human with kitty ears, a tail, claws and kind of fangs and she purrs), reader’s first time, unprotected piv, oral sex, Logan teases reader a lot, slight daddy kink (like two mentions – still figuring out whether i like it for Logan), implied age gap, pet names (baby, bub, kid (not during sex), sweetheart, kitty — at first mockingly but then not), reader making biscuits on Logan w/ her claws lol, slight pain kink, Logan teaches reader about consent, uh i ignored that the reader’s probably gone through some trauma lool, Logan is indifferent to reader’s feelings for him at first but it changes, reader wears Logan’s hoodie; alternative summary that i thought was too cringe to use: Logan’s a nasty dog and you’re his pretty kitty.
✧ word count: 5.2k
Logan Howlett is your saviour — the most handsome hero to ever exist.
He finds you on a mission, abandoned like the runt of the litter. The only reason he knows you’re still alive as he carefully approaches you, curled into a ball, is because his strengthened senses allow him to hear your dull heartbeat, and the matted tail at your lower back bristles when you hear him come closer.
“I’ll get you out of here, kid. You’re safe now,” he says, telling you his name and that he’s part of the X-Men. You turn slightly at the sound of one of his claws unsheathing, and watch him use it to pick the lock of the cage you’re being held in.
He opens the door and takes more steps backwards than necessary, “There you go.”
You’d be able to dart straight past him and escape. You trust him. He smells different from the men that locked you in here, too. Sure, he smells a bit doggish, or like a wolf maybe, but he’s sweaty from fighting men to get to you so you’re not going to complain.
You slowly crawl through the cage door on all fours, feeling his eyes rake over your body. You don’t know why he’s staring – apart from your tail, and, sure, your ears, you have the body of a human – but you don’t mind it. You immediately feel warm in his presence. Everything is about to get better, all thanks to him.
He carries you in his arms when you’re too weak to even stand and you’ve never felt as peaceful and protected as when he holds you, and you cling to him with all the energy you have left. You can’t help but hiss when he puts you down in the seat next to him instead of in his lap to get you home.
-
It’s now been two weeks since you last saw Logan. He gave you his zip hoodie to keep you warm as soon as you got to the mansion and he didn’t leave your side until you were safely in the infirmary. You wish he never left.
They’re insisting on keeping you in here to heal, ignoring every time you ask for Logan. You feel healthy – they’ve even made your tail all pretty and fluffy again – so you take it upon yourself to find him.
You sneak out of the infirmary late at night, and all you have to do to find Logan is follow your senses.
Once you’ve located his room, you push the door open without any thought. He’s in bed but he’s still awake. The light on his nightstand casts a glow over the room and you smile when you finally see him again.
“What’re you doing here, kid?” he asks, sitting up slightly. He’s wearing nothing but his boxers, and you eye the muscles from his chest down to his abdomen, noticing the delicious layer of hair he has all over.
“Can’t sleep,” you take a step over the threshold, holding onto the door shyly.
Logan smiles, more to himself, “Was wondering when I’d see you again, bub.”
“Was waiting for you to come visit me,” you pout. You jut out your hip to one side, your tail curling upwards and peeking out behind your legs. You’re showing off. Last time he saw your tail, it was all tattered, but now it’s soft and bouncy again. You see Logan looking at it, smiling slightly, but he doesn’t compliment it like you hoped.
“We barely know each other. It’s nothing personal, kid. It was a standard mission. Anyone from our team could have got you first.” It stings that he doesn’t find your bond as special as you do, but you don’t mind if you have to do some convincing. He’s worth it.
“But we do know each other,” you close the door and make your way to his bed, “You saved me. I wouldn’t be alive without you. I just want to show you my appreciation.” You’re at the foot of his bed, crawling onto it on all fours. You’d never normally be this blunt but you can’t help yourself around him. Your need for him has taken over your entire being in the last two weeks.
You watch him taking you in. Your movements are sensual and sleek – feline. You know he’s never been with someone like you, and you’re happy for him to take his time if he needs it. Perching on his bed, between his spread legs, you slowly unzip the hoodie of his that you’re still wearing.
His eyes follow the languid movement as you drag the zipper down, revealing your simple black top underneath. It clings to your skin in all the right places in the same way that your soft, tight, black shorts do.
“Looks good on you,” he nods towards the hoodie.
“Do you want me to keep it on?” You ask, but he shakes his head, smiling.
“It’ll look better off.”
You unzip it fully, throwing it to the side of the bed.
“Can I stay with you?” you lean over him. He’s about to open his mouth, and you have a feeling he’s going to tell you no.
“Please,” you cut him off.
“Alright, sweetheart,” he huffs, moving to give your ears a light scratch, “you can stay for a bit”. He’s intrigued enough to let you stay – you can hear it in his elevated heartbeat – and you don’t mind if curiosity is the only reason he’s keeping you with him for now.
He paws at your fluffy ears, almost groping you, unsure how to treat you, but you haven’t been touched there in so long that it feels like heaven anyway.
“Who’s a good kitty?” he mocks as he gets the sweet spot behind your ear, but you don’t realise he’s teasing you, pushing your head further against his hand in bliss as you begin to purr.
Logan isn’t sure how you’re making the noise, but it turns him on. He wants to hear more of it, “Well, don’t you sound pretty?”
Your purring intensifies. You move down his body and settle over his legs, your head in his lap as his hand stays on your head. It’s then that Logan realises he’s already half-hard. The only reason he let you in was because he’s sexually intrigued by you, your cute demeanour and that fluffy tail somehow doing it for him. But he wasn’t planning on actually doing anything — not until now.
Your face is mere inches from his cock and he’s starting to ache to do something about it, getting harder. You’re still trying to find the most comfortable position as you rub your cheek across his lap like a little cat. You stop when you feel his erection.
“Are you hard?” you ask bluntly, eyes all wide.
“I am, bub.”
“For me?” you purr quietly.
“All for you.” Logan tips his head to the side, waiting to see your reaction. He can tell that whatever you’re asking him next is taking you a bit more courage. He watches you gnaw on your lip all cutely.
“I’ve never seen a cock before…” you confess, and Logan stifles a laugh.
“Y’wanna?” He surprises himself when he says it. At first, he thought your affection was simply that of the saved towards her saviour, or familial maybe, but he’s not mad at this.
Logan gets fully hard as you nod at him in such awe, your tail curling around his bare leg, and it’s even softer than it looks.
He pushes his boxers down just enough to pull out his cock, jerking himself off for just a few seconds to get some friction. You’re staring at it as you move your legs back, instinctively arching your back with your ass up.
Your tail bobs behind you Logan can’t resist giving it a light tug, curling his finger around it. “Mmh,” you huff, pulling your tail away by instinct.
“Sorry, kitty,” he chuckles, “just wanted to feel it.” Your cheeks warm at his confession and you move your tail back in the direction of his hand so he can reach for it when he wants to. Your tail is your pride and you won’t let just anyone touch it – Logan’s the exception. He can gladly dominate you by tugging at your tail all day if he wants.
He smiles as he touches your tail again, letting it glide through his fist from the bottom to the tip of your fur. “Such a pretty kitty,” he hums as he bites his lip.
Hearing that he likes it pleases you more than you would’ve thought and you begin to purr again. You’re not exactly sure how to go down on a man, but you let your intuition guide you as you lower your face to press a wet kiss to the tip of Logan’s cock.
Suddenly, he’s pulling you back up by the scruff of your neck.
“Ah-ah. Manners, bub. You gotta ask first, you don’t know that?” Logan scolds.
His expression goes soft as you shake your head all sadly and apologetically, “‘S okay, kitty. I’ll teach you. Say please.”
“Please.”
“Please what?”
You look at him as you get back up on all fours, leaning close to his face. You want to kiss him so bad but you gather you’re not allowed to do that without asking either.
“Please can I kiss you, daddy?” you ask.
Logan is surprised, not unpleasantly, at the word, “Where’d you get that from?”
You shrug, and even that movement is fluid and smooth. “Just wanted to call you that. ‘S that okay?” You slur, head already clouded with pleasure and Logan.
He nods and places his hand back on your neck, pulling you towards him as your face reaches his in a searing kiss. He’s hungry for you, devouring you with his mouth and tongue and teeth immediately. His hand glides down your spine and to the side of your ass, grabbing you there.
You purr against his lips as his other hand squeezes the flesh at your waist, and the vibration feels so good to him. You lower yourself against him so you’re chest to chest, and your belly rubs against his cock as some of his precum spills between you two, rubbing up against your skin and dripping onto his own abs.
Logan gently pulls you off, “Be a good girl and suck daddy’s dick now, alright?” You nod so adorably it makes his heart clench – you’re so eager to please him, all wide-eyed as you get between his legs, your ass up in the air.
On your way down, you give tiny licks to his skin; your tongue is all over his chest hair and his happy trail. Your tongue glides through his pubic hair, ignoring his throbbing cock, and you make your way to his thighs. He watches you lick through the dark hair there, and he realises what you’re doing.
You’re acting like a cat, taking care of him. You’re bonding with him, and grooming him. He lets you do it some more, but it becomes increasingly difficult to ignore how hard he is, leaking precum. He slides a hand down to his dick, jerking off right next to your face.
“Mhh,” you pout, pushing his hand away with your head and giving him a cross look.
He smirks, “you gonna start sucking at some point then, baby?” It’s not that he doesn’t like you playing around but he’s getting desperate. He places a hand on your face to make you look at him.
“I don’t know how to.” Your cheeks are hot under his touch.
Logan smiles, “Start with kisses. Or lick, like you’ve been doing.”
You nod and curl your tail around his knee, your hands to the sides of his hips. You press a wet kiss to the underside of his cock and Logan sighs in pleasure; you immediately want to hear more of it. You press quick kisses all over him, remembering what he said about using your tongue.
You begin to lick all over his dick, his balls too, until you’re drooling over him. But he’s stopped making pretty sounds and you’re not sure what you’re doing wrong. You hear a quiet chuckle from above you.
“Come up here,” Logan says. You sit up and straddle his waist. He takes your hand, bringing it to his mouth.
“Like this,” he tells you, taking one of your fingers between his lips. He wets it with his spit, sucking it into his mouth, tongue moving over your fingertip. You grin – you like the look of it. You like the way his cheeks hollow as he sucks on your finger, wishing your hands were as big as his.
As you move to push another finger past his lips, Logan takes your wrist. “Uh-uh. Your turn, kitty.”
You pout but then feel his hard cock against your ass, your tail brushing it, and you get excited.
“And none of those sharp teeth,” Logan tells you as you move down his body again. You bare your smile to him, letting your fangs retract. They’re a special part of you and you’re glad you could finally show them off to someone who deserves to see. Logan awards your little show with a grin.
“Good girl.” Those words make you put your mouth on him immediately, swallowing him down your throat as deeply as you can. You pull away when you almost gag, heat spreading over your face, but Logan is unbothered.
You settle between his legs as you press a few more open-mouthed kisses to his cock with spit-slicked lips. You take the tip in your mouth, staying for a bit as you suck on it, spit dripping down his length and over your lips.
You start purring when you take him a little deeper, and Logan’s breath catches in his throat when you do, the vibration turning him on even more.
“Keep doing that,” he mumbles absent-mindedly, eyes on you but mind evidently gone. You smile around his cock, moving your mouth up and down as the spit begins to make a crude sound against your lips, but you like it. You’re feeling more and more of an urge to touch yourself between your legs, but you want to make Logan feel good first.
Your purring gets louder as you take him even deeper, and Logan lets out a sharp gasp. You pull your mouth off him, wondering if you’ve hurt him, sliding your tongue over your teeth to make sure the sharp fangs aren’t out.
Following Logan’s eyes, you see what you’ve done. Your claws have come out, and you’ve been scratching his thighs open. You feel tears prick your eyes as you bend down to lick over the wounds apologetically, wondering in awe as they heal up immediately.
“Don’t worry, just surprised me. You won’t hurt me.”
“Sorry, ‘s just how I show that I like you. Don’t wanna let you go”, you hang your head low in shame despite his words.
“It’s okay, kitty,” he lightly scratches at your ear, making you purr and forget all about hurting him, “Do your worst.”
You’re not sure if he’s teasing you. “Know they’re not as big as yours.”
Logan huffs, taking a hand away from you, pressing his elbow into the bed and his claws come shooting out. You only saw one of them briefly, when he saved you. They’re majestic up close and in all their glory, glinting against the low light.
You reach out, “Pretty.” Logan smiles at your sparkling eyes, but retracts his claws before you can touch them.
“Don’t wanna hurt you, baby.”
You give him the meanest look you can muster for not letting you touch, sinking your own, much tinier, claws into his abs to hurt him. But Logan lets out a soft moan instead, and you marvel at the pleasure he takes in the pain, forgetting all about why you’re mad at him.
Your eyes light up when you realise he likes you scratching him open. It’s a dream come true – someone who likes the way you show affection. You bite your lip as you scratch over his abs, his hips, and his thighs, watching as the wounds close up just before you draw blood. You hook your tiny claws into the flesh of his thighs as you wrap your lips around his cock again.
Logan lets out a string of moans as you have your claws in him and your mouth on him. You begin to purr, and with the way his cock flexes in your mouth you know he’s close.
“Just a little more for me, can you do that, baby?” he gently nudges your head down some more, and with the praise coming from his lips you can definitely take him – you feel like you could do anything.
“Yeah, just like that.” Logan’s voice gets shaky as you take his cock deeper, spit running down to his balls as you take almost all of him in your warm, wet mouth.
You swallow everything Logan gives you as he cums in your mouth, shooting strings of his warm load down your throat. You don’t stop until he’s gently pulling you off him, and you look up at him.
“Again,” you plead, eyes wide, taking in how his cock is still hard.
Logan chuckles, “Don’t get used to the idea of that. Most men can’t go more than once.”
You look at him strangely – what do other men matter to you? Before you can ask, Logan manhandles you into a different position, and you don’t notice until then that you’ve been grinding your clothed pussy against his knee, and you whine at the loss of contact.
You’re on your knees as Logan gets up to fully remove his boxers, and you see the skin at his knee glistening from where you’ve soaked it. The sight makes your cheeks heat up but also makes you press your thighs together.
He’s standing in front of you like a god, and you put a hand on his thigh to suck his cock again. Before your mouth can reach him, he puts a gentle hand on your shoulder, “Your turn now, kitty.”
“Oh,” you say as he lies you on your back.
“Gonna play with you now. Can I take this off?” he’s holding the bottom of your top, and you nod as he pulls it off you. Logan gets on the bed again, taking in the sight of you half-naked. You’ve never felt so good about yourself. He looks as if he’s seen God herself.
“Look at you, kitty, so fucking pretty,” he whispers more to himself, touching and kissing you there as his knees sink into the mattress. You arch your back when he wraps his lips around your nipple, and the action makes your pussy rub up against him. He looks down between your thighs, pushing his mouth there.
You’re not wearing any underwear, so his face against your thin shorts makes you squirm. “Smell so good,” he breathes, rubbing his nose up against your clit. It makes you moan.
He begins to pull down your pants, stopping as they catch on your tail. The nurses cut a hole into the back of the material for it, and your cheeks glow when Logan carefully pulls your sensitive tail out of the way before he slides your shorts all the way down your legs, spreading them to get a look of you afterwards.
“Look at you, kitty. Prettiest kitty I’ve ever seen,” you miss his joke, placing your feet on Logan’s broad shoulders, as he says “Can I?”
You’re appalled that he even has to ask, pushing his head down between your legs.
He begins to eat you like a man starved, moaning against your skin at the taste of your wet pussy. He doesn’t even tease you, licking through all your wetness, licking over your clit in circles.
Logan pushes two fingers in without any preparation, but you still feel too empty, grinding your hips against him.
“I got you,” he promises, lapping up all of you, “Best thing I’ve ever tasted.” He grabs one of your thighs, holding it so that you don’t squeeze his ears any more. Your knees are still pressing against his temples, but he doesn’t mind them there. He can feel you tremble when he licks and sucks and when he curls his fingers.
Logan has you cumming on his tongue quickly, sucking on your clit until you’re seeing stars, whining for him to stop. He pulls his lips off you, sitting up to push his fingers into your mouth.
“You taste good, huh?” he smirks as you suck your own arousal off him, humming around his fingers in agreement. He slowly fucks his fingers into you again, bringing them up to his own lips. He moves his hand between your legs again, fingers going over the hair above your pussy.
“You’re so soft here, kitty,” he says, leaning down to nuzzle his cheek against your pubic hair, making you giggle.
You’re still wet, and he’s still hard, and you don’t want to be too direct but you want to know when he’s finally going to fuck you. You tell him “I’ve never done this before either,” hoping he’ll catch what you’re getting at.
He places a kiss above your pussy, into the soft hair, smirking up at you and kneeling between your spread thighs, “I know. I’ll go slow.”
“Don’t want you to go slow,” you mumble, watching his eyes darken a bit.
“Don’t say that to me. Y’don’t know what you’re saying.”
You don’t reply, smiling to yourself. He is big – very big – you remind yourself, but you still want him to be rough with you if that’s what he needs. You want him to use you. But maybe you should wait before you tell him that.
Logan wraps a hand around his cock, fucking his fist for a few moments before he leans down to rub the tip against your clit. You mewl at the sensation, ready for more.
“You sure?” he asks, head already beginning to push in.
“Yeah,” you whimper, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him close. Logan pushes himself halfway in, both of you moaning with pleasure. The stretch already stings, but you tell him you want more.
“So fucking tight for me, baby,” he grunts as he fucks into you deeper, bottoming out with an almost pathetic groan that makes you smile through the slight pain.
“You’re so big,” you moan, leaning your head back against his pillow.
“I know. Think you can take me?” he kisses up the side of your neck, hand sneaking between your bodies to play with your clit.
“Yes–yeah. I want you.”
“That’s a good kitty,” he whispers from above you, beginning to thrust into you slowly, rocking your whole body with his movement. He feels so big in your pussy, but you like the feeling of being stretched out for him. Even if it hurts, you want him to take what he needs.
It helps when your claws come out, scratching at his back to relieve some of the pain.
“Hurt me, baby. Hurt me as much as you need,” he moans into your ear, fucking into you at a bit of a rougher pace. You sink your claws into him, feeling how you draw tiny drops of blood from his big muscles, dragging your fingertips down his shoulders and over his big arms.
“That’s it, baby,” Logan moans against your mouth, kissing you sloppily, thrusts becoming messy, and you grunt in a mix of pain and pleasure that feels so good. He looks down at you, hips getting slower as he takes your tail in his hand.
“Does your tail hurt like this?” he asks, tugging at it lightly. You’re lying on your tail, technically, but it doesn’t hurt. You shake your head. Still, Logan tips your hips to the side a bit, lifting your thigh to fuck you sideways. But this way you can’t reach his back, and you don’t like not being able to squeeze around him with your thighs.
“Wanna sit on top,” you say, and he pulls away to look at you, unable to stop himself from smiling.
“You can’t take me like that yet, bub. Trust me.”
“M-mh,” you mumble, and with a bite to his lip Logan lifts his hands in defeat, slipping out of you and obeying you. He flips you around so that he’s on his back and you straddle him.
His dick looks bigger when you hold it in your hand, raising yourself to your knees to line him up with your pussy. Logan chuckles and you smile too, but you want to show him that you can take him.
You struggle to even get the angle right because you have to sit up so high, but when you’ve got the tip in your pussy, you just slowly lower yourself, hands leaning on Logan’s chest.
“Go slow, baby,” Logan says, suddenly gentle, seeing the pain on your features as he goes deeper. His fingers draw circles on your hips and on your ass, and he almost cums from the way you moan when he won’t fit in all the way in this position. He reaches out to rub at your fluffy ears, loving the way you lean into his touch, purring again.
“Sounds so pretty when you do that.” He’s less and less sure about the thing he said earlier, telling you not to get used to him, about you fucking other men. He’s not sure it’ll be relevant after all. He’s going to keep you all to himself.
“Hurts so bad,” you moan, pussy straining around him.
“Then stop. Y’don’t have to,” Logan coos, pulling you up by your hips but you take his hands off you.
“Don’t wanna stop. Wanna cum.” You grind your hips against Logan’s, his cock pulsing inside you. It drives him fucking crazy seeing you struggling to take him, fucking yourself stupid in his lap nevertheless.
He rubs his thumb over your clit, in circles to match the movement of your hips on him.
“Lo–Logan,” you moan, hands back on his chest as you start to fuck him again, your claws coming out against his chest to scratch him there, and he revels in it.
“Yeah, that’s it, kitty. Don’t stop,” he keeps playing with your clit, starting to become breathless himself as your pussy squeezes around his cock.
You cum with a whimper so animalistic it sets off his own orgasm, pulsing his cum into your pussy that clenches around him hard. Logan’s hand on your hip helps you grind on him as the pleasure spreads through your body and he’s grabbing at your flesh.
You come down from your highs together, a fucked out smile on your lips as you bend down to kiss Logan. He pulls you off his cock, not wanting you to hurt any more, but from the way you kiss him back lazily, hurt is the last thing you are.
“Did such a good job for me,” Logan tells you, holding onto your face, “Didn’t mean to hurt you.”
You shake your head, “Didn’t mind it,” and you kiss him again, liking the way he devours you like a hungry animal every time his lips are on you.
As he’s kissing you fervently, with tongue and spit, you let your fangs come out, nicking his bottom lip carefully. He hisses into your mouth, and you draw two drops of blood – one for each tooth – before the wounds heal shut.
Logan grins, “Feisty kitty,” he squeezes you at the waist, making you giggle.
“See, you like pain and I like it too.”
Logan hums at your words, hand moving up to play with one of your ears. You move to lie down on your side, Logan turning to face you. You watch him.
“Can I stay?” you ask shyly, quietly, and he doesn’t understand the man he was only an hour ago. How could he not want you entirely? He hates that he made you feel unsure for even a second.
“Of course, bub. You’re staying with me from now on.” You purr at his words, cuddling into him.
He puts his arm around you, holding you close as you begin to lick all over his face. He giggles as you make your way over his beard and his neck too, grooming him like a kitty. Your claws hook into the muscle of his arm and, as much as he enjoyed it during sex, this is definitely something he still has to get used to, gasping at the contact. The way you purr louder makes it more than worth it.
You’re pawing at his hair, smoothing it back into place from where you’ve messed it up. Logan closes his eyes from how good it feels. Suddenly, he hears you giggle.
“Your hair is kind of like kitty ears,” you grin.
He deadpans. “Don’t ever say that again.”
Your fluffy tail bounces up and sways a bit as you giggle mischievously. You pretend to zip your mouth shut but he knows he’s never hearing the end of that. Maybe he doesn’t even mind it coming from you.
“So, did you escape just to come see me or d’you get permission?” He asks, remembering how you’re probably not even supposed to be here.
You panic for a second, beginning to sit up, but Logan holds you down, “I won’t tell anyone you’re here, kitty. Told you you’re staying with me. Would just be good to know if you’re making me break the rules.”
The way you smile at him sheepishly tells him everything he needs to know. He presses another kiss to your adorable face.
“You coulda told them you’re leaving. I’m sure they’ll be looking for you, bub,” he tells you. You turn around so that you’re spooning, with him at your back and your tail wrapped around his thigh.
“Hmpfh, don’t care,” you begin to purr, closing your eyes, “Just wanna be with my daddy.”
Logan wants the same.
You don’t stop purring as you drift off to sleep, held safely in Logan’s arms.
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P.S. Logan thinks that hot readers leave a reblog and a comment and let the writer know what they enjoyed about the fic <333 🫣🤭
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💫 ADVENTURES OF 141'S BUNNY
Fem!reader x Poly!TF141 ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 70.3 words ☆ 5 of the tags: smut, barracks bunny, group sex, lots of kinky stuff, polyamory
💫 SPØGELSET I HUSET
Fem!reader x poly!tf141 + nikolai ☆ explicit ☆ WIP ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 19k words☆ 5 of the tags: cursed!reader, crack fic, supernatural elements, smut, darker topics
💫PURGE YOUR THOUGHTS OF THE LIFE YOU KNEW BEFORE🕊️
Fem!reader x John Price + Nikolai ☆ explicit ☆ WIP ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 5 of the tags: biker!au, omegaverse, non-con, dub-con, murder
💫YOU MAY SCREAM WHILE I CARRY YOU
Fem!reader x King!John Price ☆ explicit ☆ WIP ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 31k words ☆ 5 of the tags: fantasy au, enemies to lovers, royal au, fictional religion, smut
💫 A LAPDOG AT A FARM🕊️
Fem!reader x Ghost, Gaz, Soap ☆ explicit ☆ finished☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 50.8k words ☆ 5 of the tags: non-con, hybrid!au, dead dove do not eat, rough sex, hybrid pets
💫 THE SCIENCE OF LOVE🕊️
Fem!reader x Ghost, reader x poly!141 ☆ explicit ☆ WIP☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆31k+ words ☆ 5 of the tags: dub/non -con, hybrid!au, hybrid!reader, trainer Simon Riley
💫 THE WEREWOLVES OF STONEMILL🕊️
F!reader x poly!141 ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 32k words 5 of the tags: werewolf, dead dove dont eat, kidnapping, non-con, omegaverse
💫 BLACKMAILED BY THE BRAVE STUPID RECRUIT 🕊️
F!reader x John Price ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 6.3k words ☆ 5 of the tags: non-con, blackmailing, manipulation, kidnapping, rough sex
💫 A LOVE LETTER TO GAZ
Gn!reader x Kyle “Gaz” Garrick ☆ general ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 347 words 5 of the tags: love letter, kissing, being in love, one-shot, sweet
💫 NEVER GETTING RID OF ME🕊️
Fem!reader x John Price ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 7,9k words 5 of the tags: stalking, non-con, kidnapping, forced marriage, dead dove do not eat
💫 READ ME A VERSE
F!reader x Kate Laswell ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 11,3k words 5 of the tags: religion, homophobia, abuse, falling in love, victim blaming
💫KATE LASWELL TAKES CARE OF BUNNY
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💫 MAMI’S OMEGA 🕊️
Fem!reader x Valeria Garza ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 20k words 5 of the tags: omegaverse, non-con, kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, mommy kink. Dead dove do not eat
💫 YOU’RE HOME NOW🕊️
F!reader x Kate Laswell ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ tumblr ☆ 3,3K words 5 of the tags: non-con, dark!kate, Stockholm Syndrome, forced pet play, isolation
💫 THE HERON CLUB
Fem!reader x poly!TF141 ☆ explicit ☆ finished☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 50,5k words 5 of the tags: omegaverse, mob fic, animal and human hybrids, drug addiction, kidnapping.
💫 MY PERFECT PUPPY 🕊️
Fem!reader x John Price ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 7,9k words 5 of the tags: non-con, kidnapping, dark!reader, stockholm syndrome, dead dove do not eat.
💫 SMITTEN BY YOU
Fem!reader x Kate Laswell ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 2,3k words 5 of the tags: falling in love, smut, short fic, fwb to lovers, short mention of blood.
💫 BUTTER ME UP, BABY
Fem!reader x Valeria Garza ☆ general☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 2,3k words ☆ 5 of the tags: vaginal infection, lesbian love, unsafe sex, married reader and Val
💫 SO LONG AS I’M YOUR FAVOURITE TOY
fem!reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley ☆ explicit ☆ finished ☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 1,6k words 5 of the tags: dark!Simon, smut, slight non-con, car sex, humiliation
💫 BETTER THAN A MERCY KILL (isn’t it?)
F!reader x Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley ☆ explicit ☆ finished☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 2k words 5 of the tags: unhealthy relationship , dark, kidnapping, isolation, mention of mercy killing
💫 I’M DANGEROUS
F!reader x Kate ‘Watcher-1’ Laswell ☆ explicit ☆ WIP☆ AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ 9k words 5 of the tags: kidnapping, bad humour, mobster au, blackmailing, smut
💫 THE DESK 🕊️
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💫 FEET
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💫 BREED MY PUPPY
F!reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley, f!reader x John Price, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick x John price ☆ explicit ☆ finished☆AO3 ☆ Tumblr ☆ words
5 of the tags: CNC, Puppy play, breeding kink, owner/pet kink, dacryphilia
💫 SHE IS ANGRY
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💫 A COWGIRL FOR CHRISTMAS
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💫 THE GHOST FROM THE PAST HAS A BIG DI- (Macgyver crossover)
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Summary: In the Kingdom of Zerus, when the next in line to the throne reaches the age of twenty-five, the old tradition known as ‘the Competition’ will begin. In this competition, different packs will fight each other through different challenges and the strongest pack of them all will bond with the next-in-line and share the throne. This way, the royal bloodline is kept fresh and the Kingdom of Zerus will be ruled by those who deserved it. The last challenge in the Competition is between three packs, where they will compete by hunting the royal through the forest - first to catch them within 12 hours will win.
This centuries old, proud tradition was followed by your parents, your grandparents, grand-grand parents and so on. Therefore you, the Crown Princess of Zerus, is expected to allow yourself to be won like some sort of prize. However, with no dreams of being ‘won’ like this and to bond with strangers, you have no qualms about cheating and setting up traps. If they really want to marry you, they have to earn it.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Tags: alternative universe, royal AU , omegaverse, hybrids au, fantasy AU, slow burn, death, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage (kinda?), forced marriage, packs, packdynamics, violence, fighting, blood, supernatural being!hybrids, dubious consent, courting, omega!reader, female reader, loss of virgintiy/virginity kink, miscommunication, falling in love, scent marking, bonding, mating, heat, attempted sexual assault, polyamory, jealousy, possesive behaviour, flirting, eventual smut, rough sex, piv sex, anal sex, oral sex, sixsome(?) is it just an orgy then??)), angst, hurt/comfort, yearning, background love, Beatrice is here again, random characters from different fandoms momentarily appear, murder, feral!omega, fighting for the throne, mention of/threats of war, betrayal, family issues, parent issues, hello there daddy issues, fluff, romance, pining, praise kink, daddy kink, oviposition , eventual pregnancy more to be added.
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There will be at least 30 chapters of this fic, no chapter will be over 5k.
PAIRING: THOMAS HEWITT x F!READER
SUMMARY: Tommy keeps you for himself.
WARNINGS: I8+ Stockholm syndrome. Dark fluff. Noncon (ravishing) -> Dubcon (captivity) PiV, oral, and other sex acts. Manhandling. Tommy has a praise kink. Fem/AFAB reader. NO skin mask. Partial leather mask leaves his mouth free enough to do stuff. NO use of y/n. Darkness rating by poll.
SIZE KINK! Tommy (canonically 6'5") can easily carry and maneuver reader, who is much smaller.
Q: Will there be another part/when? A: Late Oct/Early Nov 🖤
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🐾flicker & the marauders (red panda!reader x marauders)
↳ meet flicker 𖹭.ᐟ: meet flicker, a red panda navigating life with the marauders by her side. this is a glimpse into her world, her quirks, comforts, and the people she loves most!
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↳ The Great Honey Heist (3k)🌷🌱: in which flicker and raccoon!barty attempt a honey heist that spirals into sticky chaos, and ends with a furious regulus catching them red-pawed.
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