Summary: Henry surprises you in the middle of the night, in more than one way.
Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader
Word count: 1.6K
Warnings: 18+, RPF. Smutty smut, fingering, unprotected sex, profanities, primal play, risky creampie, breeding kink, fluff at the ending.
A/N: Okay I wanted to do this for a while, prompted by two asks that I got requesting a risky creampie. Many thanks to my love, my close friend, my muse and my number one beta @agniavateira.
Please feedback, comment, reblog if you enjoyed reading. 💖
Title: Hunger
You slept so sweetly. Silver-blue silk caressed your curves, the fabric so lithe it resembled a river of liquid chrome that flowed down the plains of your luscious figure. Your hands were splayed on the sides of your head and in the haze of late night slumber, you were nothing more than an ethereal offering.
summary: harry is horny and you take that as an opportunity to rile him up as much as you can. eventually, he breaks.
or
smut with a tiny bit of plot.
warnings: unprotected sex, smut
don’t be a fool and cover your tool (aka have safe sex my friends)
gif’s not mine
He was horny and you noticed. You’ve been together for such a long time that you were more than well aware of his quirks. Harry got more physical when he wanted you, his hands always finding your hips. He would kiss more feverishly and the adoration that you could find in his eyes whenever he looked at you was slightly overshadowed with the glint of lust you’d come to recognize. He also got more possessive, glaring at any male around you.
You couldn’t blame him. Ever since arriving to Auradon you’d barely had any time for yourselves. It’d been months since the last time you had been intimate and, although Harry loved you deeply and your relationship went beyond the psychical aspect, your boy had his needs.
Harry was, well, insatiable when it came to you. You were actually kind of surprised it had taken him so long to start showing his neediness.
So, yeah, you noticed he was horny. Knowing him as well as you did it was impossible not to. Therefore, you decided to seize every opportunity to rile him up even further.
Mean? A little. But you knew better than anyone else that there was nothing Harry loved more than the chase, the foreplay.
You wore summer dresses and the pencil skirts you knew he loved. Whenever you noticed him looking at you during classes you would bite down on your lower lip, pretending to be concentrated on whichever activity you were working on. Your hair, which you usually tied up, was let down more often. You knew he loved the way it cascaded down your back and how it framed your face. You went only to give him chaste kisses, knowing well that it drove him crazy not being able to “kiss you properly”, as he would say.
Eventually, you drove him to a breaking point.
You were sitting along the other VKs in a beautiful park near the castle having a picnic. Mal and Ben had been busy- life as royals, you know- so they hadn’t accompanied you, but there was Carlos, Jay, Lonnie, Uma and Gil.
The friendship that had blossomed between all of you had surprised you at first, you had spent years despising Mal and her clique after all, but after the bridge had been opened and you had started hanging out around each other you had all come to realize you were more similar than you had previously thought.
You were sitting in Harry’s lap, one of his arms draped around your waist. It was the perfect position to tease him and tease him you did.
You had been moving around to grab food from the basket, shifting around in his lap. You had heard him grunt but he did nothing to stop you. Slowly, you felt him hardening against you, the arm that was pressed against your body tightening slightly. You pretended not to notice, keeping a conversation with Lonnie about the upcoming tournament.
You went to grab a strawberry, repositioning yourself in Harry’s lap. Apparently, that was the last straw for him because he suddenly grabbed your hipbones, coming closer to your ear to whisper.
“Quit it.”
You didn’t have to turn around to know how aroused he was, the tone in which he had spoken along with the buldge that was pressing against your leg told you everything you needed to know.
You turned around to face him, placing one arm around his neck.
You did your best to look innocent, batting your eyelashes as you took a bite from the fruit.
“What do you mean?” You spoke the words in the most naive tone you could, licking your lips and chewing slowly.
He seemed to lose focus for a second, his eyes falling down to your lips. They were soft and plump and he could only imagine how they would look wrapped around his-
“Harry?” You asked innocently, knowing full well what was going through his mind.
Your voice snapped him out of the dirty thoughts. He pressed his lips together when he saw the look on your face. So good at pretending to be a good girl, he thought to himself. He knew better.
“I know exactly what ye’re doing.” He informed you, holding you in place by the hips when you tried to shift against him once more.
“Do you now?”
The innocence disappeared from your eyes and instead he found a smirk threatening to appear.
You swallowed the rest of the strawberry before moving closer to him. To anyone it would’ve looked like you went to tell him a secret when really you whispered teasingly, “Pray, do tell. Is it working?” before nibbling his earlobe.
When you backed away you saw how his eyes darkened. You chuckled, pressing a quick sweet kiss to his lips before turning around, your back pressing against his chest.
“Ye’re gonna be the death of me.”
It probably wasn’t meant for you to hear, it was mostly him whispering to himself, but the words made you smirk.
He moved your hair, in a way that your right shoulder and neck were left without cover. He pressed a lingering kiss to your shoulder blade before whispering against your skin, “Tonight, ye’re gonna be all mine, love.”
It was a threat but also a promise and you would be lying if you were to say that nervousness and excitement didn’t flood through your body at his words.
Still, you knew that the possibility of having sex were slim to none. Fairy Godmother seemed to have eyes everywhere. She had caught you once during a heavy makeout session and you both had gotten two weeks of detention (yes, two weeks for kissing, ridiculous). She was firm to the idea that partners should only have sex once they were already married. Now, you respected her opinion but thought it was absolutely ridiculous that she was trying to impose her ideals on every teenager in Auradon. Besides, your virginity had long been lost, so you couldn’t really see what her problem was. Knowing all this, you decided to tame your excitement.
Later that day, you were in your room, finishing your homework. You were having small chit chat with Uma, who was bored out of her mind. You knew part of her missed the Isle.
“I’m hungry.” Uma deadpanned. “You’re taking too long.” She has been laying on her bed waiting for you to be done for the last fifteen minutes.
You chuckled. To say your best friend was impatient was an understatement.
You opened your mouth to respond when a knock on the door interrupted you. Both of you could tell it was Harry by the pattern that was tapped against the wooden door.
“Come in!” Uma yelled before going back to staring at the ceiling while she waited for you to be done with math.
Harry walked in like he owned the place. He rested against a wall, looking at you.
You looked adorable. Hair messy placed up in a bun, a few strands falling free. You had changed to more comfortable clothes, as you always did when you were doing homework, wearing small shorts and a baggy t-shirt.
His baggy t-shirt, he realized.
Gods, you looked so good.
You raised your head from your math notebook, feeling the intensity of his stare. Your eyes widened a little when you saw the way he was undressing you with his eyes.
He hadn’t been kidding, you realized in that moment, when he had said you were going to be his that night.
“Uh, Uma.” You said, your eyes lingering a little longer on your boyfriend before turning to look at the blue haired girl. “Maybe you should go ahead to dinner. I’ll catch up.”
Uma sat up. She looked at you with narrowed eyes, then at Harry before rolling her eyes. Everything clicked in her mind and she gagged mockingly.
“Just don’t go near my bed.” She said as she made her way out of the room. “And wrap it up Hook, we don’t want pirate babies running around.” You grabbed a pillow and threw it at her but she managed to dodge it with a laugh, closing the door behind her.
Harry moved to the door. You heard the click. It was closed now. Just you and him.
You felt the butterflies in your stomach. No matter how many times you slept with Harry you were always nervous prior to the act, like it was the first time all over again.
He turned around, leaning back against the door.
You moved your notebook and pen to the drawer, eyes never leaving Harry’s.
You stood up from your bed, moving closer to him. He closed the gap between the two of you, his lips finding yours in an instant. He was kissing you hard, a kiss filled with desire.
Your hands tangled with the hair at the back of his head, as they always did, and in kissing him you realized that maybe you had been yearning this just as much as he had.
His hands traveled from your cheeks to you back, slowly moving down. You gasped when he cupped your butt, pressing you further into him, and he took the opportunity to let his tongue explore the inside of your mouth.
You fought for dominance but, as per usual, he won.
He tapped your butt and you knew exactly what that meant. You obliged, jumping up so that your legs were now around his waist. He carried you with ease, almost as if you were weightless.
Next thing you knew your back was against the wall and he was thrusting into your clothed core making you moan against his mouth. He broke the kiss, his lips attaching to the side of your neck, sucking a spot that made your legs go weak.
Your head rolled back, pressed against the wall, goosebumps traveling all over your body as you felt his labored breath against your neck. Unconsciously, you rolled your hips against his hardening cock which made him let out a grunt of pleasure.
He placed you back on the ground and you both stumbled, not breaking the kiss and your tried to make your way to your bed.
He tugged at your shirt and you moved your arms up in a way that he could take it off you. He threw it away, breaking the kiss to devour you with his eyes.
“So, so beautiful.”
You smiled, heat rushing to your cheeks, before grabbing the back of his neck to tug his lips back to yours. He hummed into the kiss, letting his hands wander along your bare skin in a frantic manner.
You tried to take his shirt off but he wasn’t helping, smirking when you whined softly into the kiss.
The sound made him weak, he loved when were vocal about how much you wanted him. After a few seconds and another whine he allowed you to take his shirt off.
You placed your hands in his chest, trailing it down to explore his abs.
Harry Hook was beautiful and he was all yours.
You were so into him, into the feeling of his body against your, the taste of his lips, the way his hands were exploring your body, that you were now unaware of your surroundings. You trusted him blindly to take the reins.
He took advantage of how distracted you were to take your shorts off.
Once he did, he pushed you back, and you tumbled to your bed, back hitting the mattress.
He took a step back, admiring you.
“Mine. All mine.” His voice was deep, raspy. His eyes darkened more as he appreciated your every curve. When he looked back to your eyes your heart skipped a beat. He was slightly more horny than you’d anticipated, you could tell now by the way he was licking his lips and looking at you like you were the prey and he was the hunter.
Excitement cursed through your body.
Knowing to thread carefully when Harry was this horny, you dared to speak up. “All yours.”
The words just seemed to turn him on even more.
“Oh, the things I wanna do to ye.” His accent got thicker, as it always did when he was yearning for your body, wishing to have you under him, merciless, his name falling out of your lips like it was the only word you could remember.
“Why don’t you show me?”
“Sweetheart, ye’ve no idea what ye just got yerself into.”
Before you could even comprehend what was happening he was on top of you. One hand being used to keep himself up and the other one reaching to your back to unclasp your bra.
As soon as the clothing was off he threw it to the side, his lips attaching themselves to your right nipple while the other breast was fondled by his hand.
You could feel heat traveling to your abdomen, wetness pooling in your underwear.
You let out a content sigh as he licked your nipple.
He then started moving downwards, pressing kisses to your abdomen, sucking every once in while, making sure to leave hickeys.
“Hurry up, Hook.”
The words left your mouth before you could even process them.
His head snapped up, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
“Oh, love. Soon ye’ll be wishing for me to slow down.”
With that he moved his head to the place you needed him the most.
He blew into your clothed core, chuckling when he saw you shiver.
Gripping your things he opened them. Then slowly, painfully slow, he took your underwear off.
You were now completely naked, all skin just for him.
“My, my. All of this for me?” He asked as his finger ghosted over your core, his voice barely above a mumble. You shivered at the feeling, losing the ability to speak for a split second.
When you regained your composure you answered, “Only you.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” And with that he went to do his favorite thing, pleasuring you.
He gave one long lick to your slit before his mouth went to your clit. As he was working with his tongue on the bundle of nerves, he used his hand to start pumping his digits into you.
You gasped, hands immediately flying to his hair. You tugged which made him hum into your clit, the sensation making a wave of heat travel to your lower belly.
He entered another finger into your pussy, moving them in and out at a rapid pace.
You breathed out his name, hips bucking up as he managed to hit that one spot inside you that made you lose control.
Harry quickly stopped your hips with his unoccupied arm, pinning them down to the bed.
He sucked hard on your clit, making you whimper. You could feel the pressure building up, back arching as his fingers and mouth worked wonders on your body.
Harry was the only person you’d ever been with and you had been together for a really long time. When you knew so much about a person, when you’d been with them for so long, you learned what made them tick, what brought them pleasure. Harry was a master. He knew your body better than yourself. He knew exactly what to do to bring you to a quick release and he loved it. He loved how you came undone for him and only him.
He could tell you were close, your toes were beginning to curl and you had your eyes tightly pressed together, grabbing the sheets with fists. He could feel you start to shake.
“I’m-”
Then everything stopped, his mouth and fingers gone from where you needed them the most.
You looked down at him, surprised. Harry was not one for orgasm denial.
“Harr-” You went to protest but he cut you off by placing a bruising kiss to your lips. He bit on your lower lip and you opened your mouth to let him taste you.
“Ye think I didn’t notice how ye’ve been teasing me all week?” He murmured against your lips, softly cupping your jaw with his hand to move it aside and place a kiss to your neck. “Now is my turn.”
You whimpered, letting a gasp as his mouth found your nipple once more.
You pressed your thighs together, rubbing, desperately needing some sort of friction. When that failed to satisfy you, you resorted to bucking your hips up, grinding into him.
“Gods.” He rasped out, responding with the same action.
You felt a jolt curse through your body, your clit sensible from the previous stimulation.
“I need you, H.” You seldom called him by the nickname, only doing it when you were in desperate need of attention.
The sentence made him lose all sort of control he previously held. He kissed you more desperately, allowing you to unbuckle his pants, helping you to take them off.
Teasing you suddenly flew out of the window. He wanted you, he needed you, he had been dreaming of your naked body for a while. He needed to be inside of you.
Never breaking the kiss you managed to let your hands wander downwards, slowly gripping his clothed erection. His breath hitched as you started moving your hand, feeling him harden even more. Through the clothing you could feel the wetness.
“Such a fuckin’ tease.” He rasped out, lips bruising yours.
Your thumb rolled over the tip and you smirked when he broke the kiss and pressed his forehead in the crook of your neck, panting.
The sight of him aroused only turned you on even further.
Usually, you would’ve kept on teasing him, you loved watching him slowly become submissive to your touch, but right now your body needed him. You needed him inside of you.
You let go and the loss of your touch seemed to make Harry regain his composure. He allowed you to take his boxers off and before you could even think he was lining up against your entrance.
He teased, pressing the tip against your folds, collecting your wetness.
“Harry-” You started but he cut you off by slamming into you with no warning, making you gasp out.
The feeling was painfully pleasurable. You hadn’t had him inside of you for quite some time so it took you a moment to adjust to his size.
He had his eyes locked on yours, waiting for your permission to move.
Once you nodded he pulled out, almost all the way out, before slamming back into you. He set up a pace, slow but hard, going all the way in every time.
“You feel so good, (Y/N).”
You couldn’t think straight. Scratch that, you could think. He was working wonders, making you feel as if there wasn’t enough oxygen going to your brain. All you could feel was him. His cock filling you, his tongue exploring your mouth, his hips bruising yours.
He broke the kiss and took your leg, moving it so that it was now around his waist. The new angle allowed him to go even deeper, hitting a spot that made you see stars. He adjusted the pace, moving faster.
A moan escaped your mouth when he found the spot again. You were too focused on the feeling of him inside you, stretching you out in the most pleasurable way, to even consider the consequences that would come if anyone came to find out what you two were up to.
His hand flew up to your mouth, covering another moan that left your lips.
“Gotta be quiet there, sweetheart. Understood?” There was dominance in his voice, a tone that made heat travel all throughout your body.
You nodded your head and he removed his hand, moving it so it was now on your breast.
You could feel the tension building up in your lower abdomen, heat traveling from your core all the way to your feet.
Harry noticed the way your eyes started rolling back and your back began to arch. Without ever stopping the movement of his hips he placed a hand between the two of you, finding your clit and attacking it mercilessly.
It was too much. His fingers, his cock, his mouth.
“I’m gonna-” You managed to moan out, which only seemed to motivate him even further, his fingers aggressively rubbing against your clit.
“Look at me, baby.” He let out, making your eyes snap open.
His eyes on yours as continued to pound into you brought you to the edge.
You felt the tension explode, making your toes curl, body trembling as you came.
He groaned at the feeling of your pussy clenching around him as he rode out your high. His eyes never left your face, memorizing the way your mouth parted open and his name fell out of it like a prayer.
Harry stopped once your climax was over. Your could feel him inside of you, thick, hot and pulsing. He and his goddammed stamina and self control.
It’s my turn, big boy, you thought to yourself.
Now, you barely ever took control, you were more than content with letting Harry lead (which he usually preferred), but seeing how horny he was you thought you could try something new.
He pulled out and you took the opportunity to switch places with him so that now you were on top.
Harry’s eyes widened at the unusual act of dominance from your part. You were usually submissive to him, not showing many signs of dominance. He could feel himself harding again at the thought of you doing whatever you pleased with him.
“What are y-” You stopped him by grinding down into his cock.
“Fuck.” He huffed our, eyes closing and head resting against the headboard.
You did it a couple more times, enjoying the way he looked so lost into the feeling. Now you could understand why he liked being on top, watching you come undone under him.
You reached to grab his cock, which made his eyes open to look at you. You lined yourself and slowly sunk down on him.
You rolled your hips, teasingly, before stopping. He looked at you, curiously waiting to see what you were going to do next. When he realized you weren’t going to move his eyes changed, something similar to a pleading look appeared.
He tried to make you move but you weren’t giving in. You simply clenched against him, which made him cuss out.
“Fuck.”
It was soft, a murmur filled with pleasure.
He hid his face in the crook of your neck, breathing irregular.
You moved your hips again, rolling them against him.
A deep moan escaped his mouth.
You stopped moving.
“Now quiet there, sweetheart.” You teased, a smirk on your face.
His movement was unexpected. He went to grasp your hips, making you gasp in surprise as how hard he was gripping them.
They were going to bruise, you were sure of it, but you couldn’t feel any kind of pain.
Harry looked at you, eyes dark, filled with lust and desire for you.
“Move.” He said, but really he was begging. “Please.”
Harry never asked, much less begged.
So you did, first only rolling your hips in circles before bouncing up and down his cock.
You had never felt him from this angle. It felt divine. You head rolled back as you continued to ride him.
He moved to be closer to you, his lips meeting your neck and sucking harshly before moving to your lips, teeth clicking together.
You could feel his thighs hardening, as they always did when he was close. He started pounding up, meeting your movements.
The change of pace made you cry out.
“Oh, my- Harry!” You dug your fingers into his shoulders, feeling your own orgasm building up.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” That was all he was capable of saying, his movements becoming more erratic as he approached his orgasm.
You came faster than the last time, already sensitive. The way your body trembled against him and your pussy pulsed against his cock made him reach his own high.
He went still, your name falling from his lips and all his muscles tensing as he felt shockwaves cursing through his body. You rode his high, feeling him fill you up.
You collapsed, taking a few minutes before moving to his side.
He pulled you into him, your back pressing against his chest.
You stayed quiet for some time, enjoying the intimacy, enjoying each other’s company.
Harry sighed in content. “I’d missed ye.” He admitted, voice soft as it always was after you had sex.
You turned around, placing a kiss to his nose, making his face scrunch up in the cutest way. “And I’d missed you.”
You stayed there for a couple of minutes before moving away to make your way to the bathroom. Harry tried to pull you back into bed but you just giggled, promising not to take long.
You grabbed the first shirt you saw, which happened to be his, and made your way towards the bathroom.
After peeing you looked at yourself in the mirror. You looked happier, you realized, almost glowing. For a second you failed to notice the bright purple marks on your neck.
You sighed, shaking your head, although the smile never left. It was going to be impossible to hide them, maybe you were going to need a little magic.
“You just had to leave all the marks in my body, didn’t you?” You teased while you walked back to the bed, snuggling into his side once more.
You moved your head, angling in a way that you were able to look at him.
He had an arm under his head and he was looking up to the ceiling. He looked so peaceful and relaxed you wished you could take a photo. Harry was always beautiful, but you thought the looked the most handsome when he wasn’t even trying, just like at this exact moment.
You saw him smirk a little. “That way everyone knows you’re mine.”
You moved to peck his lips before going to your previous position in his chest, eyes closing with content.
Summary: When you manage to score a job at Stark Industries, you’re ecstatic that you’ve made a change for the better, that you’ve finally emotionally de-cluttered your life…And then you run face first into Steve Rogers. He’s fresh off of a messy divorce and you’re nowhere near stable enough for a relationship. Que two dumb asses stumbling into love.
Warnings: This story is going to be Smut driven, Porn with Plot if you will. Honestly, just a lot of heavy BDSM and all around kinky themes after Chapter One. Kink Dom Steve, and Newbie reader(but alot less 50 shades then it sounds lol). Cursing like a sailor. Millennial talk. Mental illness/disability discussions. AGE GAP. Steve is Forty One, and the reader is in her Mid Twenties(Im aware age gap isn’t everyone’s favorite so I thought I’d throw that into the warnings) and tinge of mild angst to keep the plot moving!
Chapter Index
Smut:*
One
Two*
(Drabble #One)
Three*
(Drabble #Two)*
Four***
Five*
Six*
(Drabble#3)
Seven
Eight
Epilogue: You Taste Like The 4th Of July*
TAG LIST IS OPEN. PLEASE ASK IN COMMENTS OR INBOX IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED. Chapters 1-4 have already been written and will be posting on Tuesday’s.
Summary: Chris Evans watches you, his young college student neighbor, through his window and decides to have his fun.
Warnings: masturbation, voyeurism, smut, possible errors 18+
My Masterlist
not my gif*
okay hear me out
Chris and you were neighbors. Having cool conversations with each other every now and then. Chris didn’t know but you had a big crush on him. But you knew it was never going to happen because you were on the younger side. So you try your best to avoid your feelings and became friends with him. Little did you know he was starting to like you too.
One day you leave your curtains ajar and come out to your bathroom and into your room with just your towel. You’re running late for one of your college classes so you have to change fast.
The fast movements around your room caught chris’ eyes. His eyes widen when he sees you dropping your towel on the bed as you move to put on your underwear, simple white panties.
The sight of you naked with just those cute panties made his pants tight. Watching you move to pull on your jeans, your skin was still wet so you did the little jumping dance you know what dance i’m talking about.
You had no clue chris was still watching you, cursing when he saw your tits bounce. Wanting nothing more than to have them in his face when you ride him.
Putting your small hands on his chest, scratching his chest, kissing his tattoo. Moaning and whimpering when he hits your g-spot. Gripping your love handles, and squeezing your ass.
Buttoning up your jeans and bending down to pick us your towel that slide off your bed giving him the perfect view of your ass making him groan and slide his warm hand under his jeans. Wrapping his hand around his memeber and sliding it up and down.
The thought of you calling him daddy, moaning as his dick ruins you. The bright glow you’d have, throwing your head back and showing him the mark he would leave on your neck. The small pout you’d have when you ask “Can I come on Daddy’s cock?”
His hand moved faster, twisting and sometimes presses his thumb on his leaking tip. Cursing aloud and biting his lip, watching you, topless and looking for something - he doesn’t know what - he prayed you never found it so you could just stay shirtless.
Tensing and groaning loudly when his orgasm comes unexpectedly. Eyes closed while he tried his best to control his breathing, laying down on his bed. The wet spot in his pants was a little bit uncomfortable but he managed. His heart was racing and what he just did hit him like a truck.
What he just did was wrong. He shouldn’t have done that. Looking at his college student neighbor and getting off to the thought of her riding him.
It was wrong, so very wrong. But if it was so wrong why did it feel so good?
Jumping up when he hears a sharp knock on his front door. Pushing himself off the bed, feeling the wet spot in his jeans again.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Scrabbling for a new pair of underwear while pulling his pants down. Looking at your window, you’re gone.
Another sharp knock.
“Coming!” he shouts, pulling down his underwear and pulling a fresh pair. Grabbing his jeans and pulls them on while walking to the door.
Opening the door and his cheeks flush, it was you.
Summary: You had never gotten along with your fellow Glaive Nyx Ulric; everything about him grated on your nerves, from that mouth of his that never knew when to shut up, to the way he always seemed to be right in your path whenever he wasn’t wanted. The two of you were like oil and water. But he finds you irresistible, and he won’t stop until you finally give in.
(Originally posted on Archive of Our Own.)
Disclaimer: I do not own FFXV or any related characters, nor do I own you. No money is made from the writing of this story.
Inspired by @hypaalicious and her Gladio fic “F**K You”. It got me wanting to write some angry smut of my own, and this is what came of it.
I’ll try and keep this up to date with any material. NSFW is marked beside the piece/part that it corresponds to. Send in your requests and I’ll get to work on them as soon as possible.
Happy reading!
Prompto Argentum
Batteries - sfw (F! o/c)
Tombs and Letters - sfw
Savior - sfw
Blackout - Part 2 - Part 3 (*NSFW*) - (F! o/c)
A chance - sfw
Best Friends - *NSFW*
Change of Plans - *NSFW*
s/o jealous of Aranea - sfw
reader suffers from hanahaki disease - sfw
Incubus - sfw
Gladiolus Amicitia
Meeting Him - Part 2 (*NFSW*)
Birthday Surprise - *NSFW*
A Little Surprise - *NSFW*
A Little Lie - sfw
Dead Flowers - sfw
Tease - *NSFW*
Shy Reader Confesses - sfw
Reader survives the fall of Insomnia - sfw
Ignis Scientia
Birthday Cake - sfw
First Time - *NSFW*
Inspiration - sfw
A little Surprise - *NSFW*
The More the Merrier - slight NSFW (also some ignoct and noctis x reader)
Vampire Ignis - sfw
Noctis Lucis Caelum
Friends - (Fem!reader) sfw
King and Queen - (Older! Noctis) *NSFW*
Secret Lovers AU - *NSFW*
Nightmare - (Older! Noctis) sfw
Accidental Love - *NSFW*
Before the final showdown - headcanon, sfw
shy reader - sfw
Noctis Confesses to the Reader - sfw
Nyx Ulric
Finally - *NSFW*
Instincts - Part 2 (*NSFW*)
Home - sfw
Anxiety - sfw
Tattoos - sfw
PCOS Cramps Headcanon - sfw
Headcanons/ Drables
First Date - chocobros, sfw
Handling Your Anxiety - chocobros, sfw
Moving in Together - chocorbos and Nyx, sfw
College Graduation - chocobros, sfw
A Little Request - chocobros, *NSFW*
Finally - chocobros, sfw
First Time Cooking - chocobros, stw
Argument Between Friends - Prompto x Noctis, sfw
Masks - chocobros, sfw
Ardyn kidnaps the reader - chocobros, sfw
Tortured Reader - platonic chocobros, sfw
Ships
Bruises - Gladio x Prompto, sfw
Cake - Prompto x Ignis, sfw
Stress - Gladio x Ignis, sfw
Angsty Ignoct - request
The Vanguard - OC X Nyx and OC X Gladio
Chapter 1 - sfw
Chapter 2 - sfw
Chapter 3 - sfw
Chapter 4 - sfw
Chapter 5 - sfw
Chapter 6 - sfw
Chapter 7 - sfw
Artwork (Not by me)
Eirwen Lupus Aesthetic by @sarcastic-heroine
Eirwen Lupus Instagram Aesthetic by @sarcastic-heroine
Amira Everet Aesthetic by @sarcastic-heroine
Amira Everet Instagram Aesthetic by @sarcastic-heroine
So, I rented Kingsglaive on Amazon and within the 48 hours I had to watch it, I watched the movie three fucking times. Let me tell you that I have some major Nyx Ulric feels after that movie. The movie was gorgeous and I was really impressed with the animation and how it was put together. Nyx was pretty awesome and I’m sad that there isn’t a lot of fanfic about him out there. Let me know of any you recommend. For now, this is my addition.
gummygunk
izzy806
tangentwithtanner
discoholicmusic
turnnoffyourmind
vaporwave
dailybridgerton
origamiaround
