Okay but like hear me out, fire Lord zuko with a clingy wife who can find him wherever he is because she said that he "radiates heat" And everytime his wife sees him, he just knows that he's gonna get hugged and kissed all over.
Like a sonar/thermal detector? Im crine this cute as shit
Also my fault for not seeing this till like 2 months later😭
I've been thinking about writing longer headcannons/imagines but...my brain is literally dry. Guys please leave recommendations in my comments or the private ask PLEASEMPLEASEPLEZSEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEA
Don't make me beg..! Oh wait how does zuko begging sound
That's it bye sorry for leaving yall to fend for yourselves, im going thru abusive mom motions and boring shit like that but I'll try to come up with more stuff more often
can you write this? me and @partymovv are dying for someone to write this 🙏🏼
Finally getting to this!! I will do my best to deliver! And thank you for trusting me with the prompt!!
Cooperstown
Summary: Human AU! Middle aged reader (feminine pronouns/Afab) has a shitty marriage and finds escape with her new friend.
Contains: Cheating, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, inexperienced Abel, inspired by A Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet
You handed money to the person at the ticket booth. For another shitty Hallmark movie, tickets were expensive. Most people would say it wasn't even worth it. You weren't most people. Being your age, you needed escape any way you could. Whether it be books you saw recommended online or movies like the one you were about to see.
You looked at the title on your ticket. "A Heavenly Christmas" it read. Bullshit. The snowy hellscape around you was anything but heavenly. Your dead end office job was just divine if your goal was hating life. Even your marriage was doing shitty. Your husband hadn't even bothered asking where you were headed earlier. Not that you two talked often anymore.
Grey strands of hair fell in front of your face. Just another cruel reminder of your life squandered in mediocrity. But it was no use dwelling on it. Not when you had a poorly made romcom to distract you for the next hour and a half.
The movie itself was fine enough. Who would've guessed the twist that the main girl's dad was actually Santa Claus himself? It was sweet though. As you walked out, you heard sniffles behind you. You turned around to see the cutest guy wiping away tears from his eyes. He was too sad looking not to speak up.
"Hey kid... Um, you okay?"
He looked up at you. His cheeks went red upon noticing that someone else had seen him crying over a Hallmark movie. He quickly wiped away his tears and gave a nervous smile. You couldn't help but take note of his tooth gap. Adorable.
"Oh! Yeah. I'm fine. Just get caught up in it I guess," he gave a small laugh before reaching his hand out. "I'm Abel. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise. I didn't think anyone your age would like cheesy stuff like this."
He gave a playful huff, "My age? What age is that exactly?"
"I don't know, younger than me?" you shrugged.
"I'm 25!"
"Then I'm right. But it's good to see someone appreciating... Well not the finer arts but fun movies."
As you two walked out, you kept chatting about the movie. It turned out Abel had a very similar taste to you, even outside of Hallmark movies. He was a bit naive but you figured that was probably just the age gap talking. It was surprising when he asked for your socials or something to keep in touch. He was too sweet to turn down.
Months had gone by and the two of you had actually become pretty close friends. Of course that wasn't hard with someone as kind as Abel. You had found out he was a shepherd. A little embarrassing that this late in your life you realized people could still do that as a job. Abel's eyes looked a little sad when you explained your office drone lifestyle but that was just the way it had to be.
Soon enough, your occasional messages turned into everyday. He was the first person to actually listen to your problems. You brushed it off when he told you how unhappy your husband seemed to be making you. Admittedly, it felt weird telling him about your issues. He was just so young. Part of you felt creepy but Abel always reassured you that he wanted to be your friend.
The feelings certainly weren't helped when you woke up from a dream of Abel one night. Next to you on the bed was your husband snoring away. The dream had been so vivid that you had expected Abel to be there next to you instead. It was hard to fall back asleep that night.
Even worse, Abel and you were only getting closer. 15 years ago, your husband might've cared that you were spending so much time with another man. A younger man. But he was passed out drunk on the couch whenever you came home. It was a blessing he stopped putting in any effort years ago.
Your problems came to a head one day when you came home to the door unlocked. Work had let off early (really it was just a morale boosting stunt) so you were home a lot sooner than usual. Your immediate instinct was that you got robbed. Yet when you rushed inside, you found a completely different scene. It wasn't unexpected. Your husband with a much younger woman on his lap. She was moaning his name like it had only ever been hers to say. The door slammed shut before either of them could even notice you there.
Expected as it was, your emotions were a mess. You didn't have many friends to go to. Except one. The only person you knew would be completely there for you.
Abel opened his door to find you on the doorstep sobbing. He immediately ushered you in to sit down on his couch. As you sat there and sobbed, he just wrapped an arm around you. He might've been younger but he was still taller and bigger.
"Just let it out... I'm here for you," he soothingly murmured to you.
To you, it felt like ages before you finally stopped crying. In reality it was probably about 5 minutes. Abel had this effect that made anyone feel better just by being around him. It worked on you like a charm. As soon as you were okay enough to talk, you told him what happened. You'd never seen him look so mad.
"He what?! He- You- How could anyone do that?! To you! To..." he trailed off. Anger rushed out before the words could come to him. He took a deep breath so that he could focus on you again. "How could he do that to you? You're amazing."
You gave a breathy laugh, "You're just saying that."
"I'm not."
You looked over and noticed how his gaze was fixated on you. It was a look you hadn't seen since the fire died down in your marriage. You quickly pulled your gaze away. It would be weird to do something with him... right?
Any doubts were being clouded when he held your chin and moved your face back to look at him again. His eyes were focused on your lips. A fact that had you blushing like crazy. Abel leaned in first. This was wrong. You were married. His age alone should've scared you off a long time ago. But you didn't care anymore. Your husband didn't care when he brought that woman back into your home so why should you care.
When your lips met it was all over for you. Your hands moved up to tangle in his blonde hair and pull him closer. He held onto your hips like you'd leave if he let you go. The kiss was sloppy and rough and everything you'd wanted. Abel slid a hand to your back to press you into the couch. You didn't stop him.
Before this, you had to do all the work in bed. You couldn't remember the last time you actually enjoyed having sex. This was different. Abel was the one loving on you. He tasted like marshmallows and taffy. For someone with such a rural lifestyle, he always ate like garbage. It didn't matter though. You were tasting him and that's all that mattered.
His hands slipping under your shirt made you gasp at first. He felt so warm and comforting, like you'd be safe as long as he was there. You reached down to unbutton your shirt. Abel's breath against your lips was the only thing that kept you even slightly sane. One of his hands was immediately on your clothed breasts. When he squeezed, you couldn't help but whimper. It really had been too long.
When he pulled away from the kiss (much to your dismay), he clumsily kissed at your neck. It was adorable how little experience he likely had. Your head tilted back so that he could better kiss it. His tentative nips were too cute. Abel made his way to your chest to kiss at the tops. He attempted to remove your bra though just ended up cursing underneath his breath.
As soon as it was off, his lips were on your nipples. He licked at them nervously. All he could think about was how gorgeous you were underneath him. One of his fingers played with the waistband of your pants.
"Is this okay? I know it's a little late to ask but I really like you and I've wanted this for so long," he stammered out.
"Abel. I wouldn't have done this much if I didn't want you. Just shut up and keep kissing me," you laughed.
He opened his mouth but no words came out. So he just nodded and went back in to kiss you. His fingers hooked around your waistband and pulled down. Your panties were incredibly plain but they still had Abel drooling. What really caught his attention was how wet you were. You were soaked. For him.
He couldn't help leaning down and kissing over it. Your face went beet red. Your husband always refused to get anywhere close to oral (unless it was him getting sucked off). So Abel being this desperate to eat you out was majorly turning you on.
Your last layer of clothes was finally removed. Abel dove in like a man starved. His small groans reached your ears. Your hands gripped his hair and pulled him in closer. You'd have felt bad if it wasn't for Abel groaning and delving deeper. His tongue curled inside of you. A gasp of his name fell from your lips. Abel quickly lifted his head to look at you. He'd never smiled so brightly in all the time you'd known him.
Abel immediately went back to eating you out. His tongue was everywhere.
"Please cum on my tongue angel. Please I need you so badly. You're so much better than sweets," he moaned against your folds.
He coaxed an orgasm out of you in no time. Your thighs squeezed his head while you came down from your high. It was a little embarrassing to see your cum on his face at first. But when you saw how rock hard he was, you didn't mind much.
"You know," you gave a soft laugh, "it's not exactly fair that I'm the only one naked here."
He looked confused before looking down, "Oh! Yeah I should, uh, get on that."
The most gorgeous body you'd ever seen awaited you under his clothes. You couldn't believe how lucky you were. You sat up and moved to sit in his lap as soon as he sat down. His hands gripped onto your hips. All you could focus on was the gorgeous dick pressed against you. It hadn't quite slipped in but you could feel the way it moved between your thighs.
Abel pulled you in for another sloppy kiss. You weren't complaining in the slightest. Your hips started to grind against his. Abel groaned into your mouth. He broke away to take deep breaths.
"Can I... Can I please fuck you? I really want you. I'm still not entirely convinced this isn't a dream honestly..." he trailed off.
You let out a genuine laugh at that, "Trust me. This is definitely real. And yes. I'd love that Abel."
Hearing you say his name made him tense a little. He wasn't going to be used to that for a while. If this lasted longer than one time, that is. It was a bit awkward to help him get positioned but it was worth it. He was absolutely perfect. Not small by any means but he didn't hurt either. Abel's moan let you know right away that he was enjoying himself.
You were so used to doing the work that you started to ride him but he stopped you. He held your hips tight and started thrusting up into you. It took your breath away. It was a bit rough, sure, but you wanted it so much more that way. Your arms wrapped around his neck to keep him close against you. Abel started kissing at your chest again while fucking you hard.
Maybe you were just sensitive from having just came, but you were moaning his name quick. Yet he was the one begging. Begging for you to keep going. To keep being good for him. How much he adored you. It was all so much. Abel managed to finish first somehow. You expected him to just stop the way your husband did. But he powered through to keep going. He didn't stop until you reached your second peak.
As you laid against his chest, you noticed something. You never even took your wedding ring off.
For you @partymovv!! Hope this was a good interpretation of your prompt. I had a lot of fun so I might do a part 2 that's heavier on the Headfirst Slide inspiration.
Reader is an exorcist angel on a covert misson in hell to get info on vox and gets into some sort of accident with one of velvet's potions and it like idk splits reader into two...and then abel is there...curiosity strikes poor Abel...the poor freaky loser he is....you see where I'm going or do you need glasses? 👀😇
Slightly younger (like 25) desperate top (abel) x older (like 42) bottom (reader) whos marriage fucking SUCKS...someone satisfy my need and feed daddy🥹✌🏾
Can you tell i originally pulled this outta my ass on j.ai
Also hey, daddy is kind of back...soccer is kicking my ass for the first time in 4 years
Thinking about cocky abel who stays cocky the entire time yall are fucking..and you're kind of a brat who keeps touching his sensitive wings.......somebody write ts so I can get off of Tumblr💔
Don't you just love it when someone includes the (head)Canon notion that abel wears a pair of black tights, a black sleevless turtleneck, and black gloves under his robe? Oh- you don't? Okay well fuck you cause I know what I like😒
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