Anyways, I'm going to be working on some Octaven and Linctavia and possibly a Linctaven gifsets soon. I'll also be working on AU Octaven and Linctavia videos to go along with the roleplays I have developed with my Octavia.~
Yes I already posted this, yes I deleted it, no it isn’t important why.
Octaven fuck on the living room floor and then their unamused boyfriend cuddles with them naked. woo. Linctaven college’verse. very very NSFW
Raven Reyes has a magical tongue. Octavia whimpers and grabs at the shitty shag carpet as Raven’s tongue flickers over her clit delicately, licking up the mess of of wetness gathered over the hood. The rest of Raven is currently situated on Octavia’s chest, asscheeks firmly on her sensitive nipples, Raven’s slit dripping and hot between her breasts. Raven is grinding down on her, carefully, knowing exactly what she’s doing. Octavia groans. Raven’s tongue has worked its way into her slit, probing at her soft insides. Octavia bucks her hips.
It had been Raven’s idea to start making out on the couch and Raven’s idea to worm her hand into the waistband of Octavia’s sweatpants and rub her until she couldn’t see straight, but it had been Octavia’s idea to strip naked in their living room and fuck on the floor. Good lord, sometimes she has good ideas. Raven slips a finger in next to her tongue and Octavia moans so loud she startles the cat.
“You like that?”
“Unh.”
Octavia can’t exactly speak at the moment, because Raven’s index finger is stroking her top wall gently as her tongue wiggles her clit back and forth. Raven sucks it into her mouth and Octavia screeches, tensing and coming for what feels like forever. Raven doesn’t let up, pushing her hips down into Octavia’s sternum and rolling them forward hard.
“You made a wet spot on the carpet, babe.”
Raven is fully upright, but she hasn’t stopped touching Octavia. Oh no, her thumb is working in slow, wide circles over her sensitive clit and Octavia has the perfect view of Raven’s backside as she lifts off her chest to get a finger on herself with a whimper. Octavia clenches around air, a little more arousal leaking out of her and onto the floor.
“Rae.”
“Shhh.”
Raven probes her entrance carefully, almost thoughtfully, her ass rising and falling as she fucks herself on Octavia’s tits. God, that’s a good thought. Octavia’s hips begin to roll against Raven’s thumb and the tip of that goddamn finger.
“You gonna come for me again? Come on, O, I can tell you’re close. Come with just my thumb on your clit.”
Raven increases the speed and pressure, and Octavia whines, head tilting side to side, and then comes. It’s not very intense, but it’s enough to have her gasping softly, one hand coming up to palm Raven’s ass and squeeze. Raven shudders, but, frustratingly, doesn’t come.
“Rae.”
“You’re doing so good, O.”
“You didn’t.”
Raven turns her head to look at her, eyes gleaming.
“Well I guess we’ll just have to keep going then.”
Octavia’s not sure she CAN keep going, but then Raven is clambering off her (there’s a glorious wet spot on her chest where she had been sitting) and tapping her cheek.
“Can I ride your face, O? I’ll keep touching, babe, I promise.”
Octavia whimpers.
“Yeah,” she hisses, because right now her clit is tight and throbbing with want and that want can be easily satisfied with Raven fucking herself on Octavia’s mouth. Raven leans down and kisses her forehead.
“I love you.”
“Yeah yeah. Get on with it.”
Raven tastes awesome. Octavia grunts, sweeping her tongue up and down Raven’s slit. Below the belt, she feels like she might explode already, because Raven is sucking on her clit like it’s a fucking lollipop. She comes fast, already oversensitive and weak, and muffles her noises by plunging her tongue up into Raven. Raven doesn’t even make a sound, just redoubles her efforts and begins to stretch Octavia open with a finger. On a good day, Raven can get Octavia to take four fucking fingers without a problem, especially if she’s already come. Which she has. Three times. Octavia sucks Raven’s clit into her mouth and bites at it softly. Raven likes a little pain with her fucking.
Raven snarls out a quiet “fuck” and slips another finger into Octavia’s opening. Octavia can’t really feel her clit anymore, just a dull throb and a delicious sort of pressure right where it’s supposed to be from Raven’s mouth. Octavia moans, laving her tongue across Raven’s slit and lapping at her. Raven adds a third finger and begins to fuck her in earnest, lifting her mouth away.
“You’re a fucking tease, O. You’re so wet. The carpet is going to be stained from you, you know that?”
“More.”
Raven obliges her. The fourth finger is a bit of a stretch, but it’s a good stretch. Octavia can’t help her hips bucking wildly or her head tossing back and falling off Raven’s cunt or the shriek that comes out of her. Raven lowers her mouth back down, pulls her clit into her mouth, and scrapes it with her teeth.
Octavia comes so hard she briefly thinks that she’ll never be able to top this. She can’t hear anything past the blood in her ears, can’t see, can’t feel anything but her walls contracting and relaxing with enough force to split her in half. Vaguely she hears Raven call her name, and then she’s falling, down down down.
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Octavia’s last orgasm sets Raven right off, and all it takes is a well placed index finger on her clit to have her coming on Octavia’s slack mouth. Octavia is still whimpering and thrusting her hips up, and Raven has a split second to appreciate her handiwork and her own orgasm before Octavia goes completely limp.
“Shit. O? Octavia!”
Octavia doesn’t even twitch. Her eyes stay closed. Raven wipes her own come away from her girlfriend’s mouth carefully, her heart hammering in her chest. Octavia has never ever passed out during sex. Raven has, more than once, but never Octavia.
“Come on, babe, you’re scaring me.”
Octavia shudders and flops onto her side slowly, eyelids fluttering. Raven pushes her hair away from her face.
“You back with me?”
“Unh. No.”
Octavia’s muscles are too soft to really move, and Raven lays next to her, drawing her into her chest. Octavia shivers, her eyes closing.
“Uh uh. No sleeping. Let’s get cleaned up a little, ok? And maybe get a blanket.”
“No. Stay.”
Raven rolls her eyes. Post coital Octavia is borderline completely fucking useless. She tugs a blanket off the couch and kisses Octavia’s eyelids carefully. There are tissues on the coffee table and Raven grabs a couple, pushing one across Octavia’s cheek and down over her mouth. The second she reaches between Octavia’s legs, the other girl whimpers and clenches her thighs together.
“I’m just cleaning you up. It’s alright.”
“Mmmmkay.”
There’s enough slick still clinging to Octavia’s thighs and crotch that it takes three kleenex to get it all up. Raven sighs. Octavia curls into her with a soft whine. By the time Raven has cleaned up her own face and slit, Octavia is dead asleep. Raven grabs the TV remote, pulls Octavia so her head is on Raven’s shoulder and her upper body is carefully pressed to Raven’s side, covers them both with the blanket, and finds a Cupcake Wars Marathon.
It’s been a good day.
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The last thing Lincoln was expecting to find when he got home was two very naked girlfriends on the floor of the living room, but there they are. Raven has her head propped up on a throw pillow, remote in hand, and some weird ass cooking show on the TV. Octavia is asleep, her legs tangled and her hair across her face where it rests on Raven’s shoulders. He chuckles, putting his keys down.
“Rae?”
Raven doesn’t even look at him, just points at him with the remote.
“Strip.”
“Not in a sex mood, Rae. And from the looks of it, neither is O.”
“Not for sex. This is a naked cuddle puddle. You have to be naked. Plus, I’m cold and Octavia is a blanket hog. Strip.”
He pulls off his shirt and jeans, letting Raven take off his boxers when he gets over there. She hums happily at the sight of his cock and then tugs on his arm until he lays down with her. He strokes her bare back as she gets comfortable, helping her lift a blanket wrapped Octavia up and over her so she's in the middle. He settles down next to them both, one hand resting on Raven’s hip and stroking the smooth skin there, the other combing through Octavia's sweat slick hair.
“How many orgasms?”
“Four for her. One for me. She passed out afterwards.”
Lincoln frowns and presses his fingertips to Octavia’s cheekbone lightly.
“Weird.”
“Mm.”
Raven is falling asleep slowly but surely, lowering her head to rest in the space between Octavia’s neck and shoulder. He smiles at her, taking the remote from between her slack fingers.
“Soccer? Really?”
“Shut up and go to sleep.”
Raven dozes off, leaving Lincoln alone to watch his game. In her sleep, Octavia whuffles and scoots closer to him, her hand coming up to rest heavy on Raven’s stomach.
5 times Linctaven comforted each other + one time (idk you decide)
Will become a fic after paper writing month is over
1. Raven finds out that her third knee surgery did not have the desired effect, 6 months after they become a collective unit.
2. Octavia’s mom dies.
3. Octavia finds Lincoln with a knife too close to his wrist
4. Raven finds Octavia bloody in the bathroom.
5. Lincoln loses his cousin.
+1. And one time there was nothing to be sad about: Raven has Cole. Octavia and Lincoln are already wrapped around his finger. The nurse finds them all asleep in one tiny hospital bed, tangled up like kittens.
Octavia is totally a sprawler. One leg on top of Raven, her head on Lincoln’s chest, her hands holding onto both of them… In public, Lincoln and Raven aren’t super affectionate. Octavia kisses cheeks and holds hands and leans into both of them pretty often, but they don’t really do that with each other. At home, they’re all touchy and gross. Raven puts her legs up in his lap, Lincoln plays with her hair and finds a way to kiss her all the time, Lincoln will end up with both his girls on his lap somehow or another. He loves it When Raven and Octavia first move in with Lincoln, most of his furniture is IKEA. Raven burns it and then makes new stuff. The bed is extra big. Octavia gets pregnant. Not on purpose. And it’s a pretty difficult pregnancy and birth and Raven and Lincoln spend 7.5 months of their life hovering. The girls like to talk to each other’s pregnant bellies. Raven’s disability stems from a poorly healed soccer injury that involved more torn tendons and ligaments than she knew existed. Both Octavia and Lincoln have depression. Raven learns very quickly how to take care of them when they flare and is excellent and supportive and basically a saint. Raven has a baby boy. Octavia has a girl. Cole is obsessed with his baby sister. They kind of collect stray animals. By the time cole is born, two years after they all get together, they have three cats, a Yorkshire terrier, a Newfoundland, and a shelter mutt with three legs. And a fish. Indra loves both her girls equally, for different reasons.
concept: me, wearing warpaint and scrappy clothing, staring intensely at the new episode with tears in my eyes, you watching me with abject fear. I am squealing and blabbering about my faves, barely staying in my seat
I saw that post about having your enemies name on one wrist and your soulmate’s on the other and I got a ton of inspiration.
Right wrist is soulmate and left wrist is enemy
Clarke and Lexa are both born with each other’s name on both wrists and it is hard, because even on the days when almost every part of Clarke wants to hate Lexa, there’s still a piece saying she couldn’t live without her. And Lexa who worked so hard to build her walls up can’t seem to keep them from crumbling every time Clarke is around. Lexa is Heda though and what’s best for her people must come first. Sometimes this means fighting against Clarke. She doesn’t want to fight her, but part of her soul only feels at peace when they’re yelling.
Abby cries when she sees the identical names on her daughter’s wrists. She has heard the stories of turmoil and death that follow those unfortunate souls who are bound to only one person.
Jake tries to convince Abby and himself that if anyone can break the mold, it’s Clarke. Besides, you said yourself there are no Lexas on the Ark, right, Abby?
Costia has Lexa’s name on her right wrist and the other says Heda, and she knows that this is because the thing keeping Lexa and her from a happy ending is her position as Commander. She doesn’t know that having Heda as her soulmate also leads to her death. This comes later, and Costia wants to curse the universe for ever letting this happen, but then she remembers the smile she got to see more often than anyone else and thinks it was worth it.
Lincoln is born with only Octavia’s name and no other. He spends his whole life trying to convince others to fight their fate, to fight for peace. They mock him and say he couldn’t understand, he has no enemy.
Bellamy also has Octavia on his wrist, but the other side isn’t empty. It says Bellamy.
Murphy’s wrist tells him he will fall in love with Emori, and his other wrist says he is destined to fight everyone else.
Raven was born with a blank right wrist and she fights that destiny with every ounce of strength she has. She loves Finn, even if her wrist doesn’t have his name and his has someone else’s. Her left wrist says limitations. She has had to fight many trials in her life, starting with a heart defect and going through to an explosion. She fights these limitations even when it feels like there’s no way out. Even when she feels broken.
Finn's soulmate is Clarke, but his enemy is Lexa. One night as they're keeping watch together Finn asks the question that has bothered him since he saw her names. "Do you think Lexa is my enemy because she's yours or because she's your soulmate?"Clarke doesn't respond. She can't. She doesn't know.
