lewd curiosity floats around in your head for a longgg while, until it comes bubbling out as a fast spoken:
"babe, how many bodies do you have?"
his face scrunches in immediate confusion, and slight worry. "pardon?" he glances your way. "like skeletons in my closet?"
"no, no. like how many people have you slept with?" you say it so plainly his eyes widen.
"well… uhm." soon heat rushes to his ears. "you sure you wanna hear somethin' like that, sweetheart?"
nodding, you scoot closer to him on the sofa. "uh huh." at your quick reply, he rubs the back of his neck while looking off at nothing in particular.
he's not too sure about this; doesn't wanna make you uncomfortable or jealous. but he sees the expectant look in your eye that tells him you won't let this go. not anytime soon.
"i'm not all too sure, honey.."
"thats fine," you wave a dismissive hand. "i don't need exact, silly. just a ballpark."
what do you even need this for...? he rubs his hands on his thighs. "maybe around… 12?" he grimaces internally right after saying it. it sounds worse outloud. he glances up at your face again.
"hmm…"
he shifts his weight on the sofa; feeling a bit more antsy now. "what's that 'hmm' for, sweetheart..?"
"thinkin'." plainly said. he feels a slight anxiousness wondering what's going on in your mind. it's probably nothing good.
his hand comes to settle atop your own, just barely there. if you are overthinking, he'd like to shut that down immediately. "they weren't anywhere near as important to me as you are, honey."
you nod along, still lost in your thoughts, lips pursing on a thought stuck in your head. you're eerily silent and it's starting to eat him up. he reaches out and touches your cheek to draw your attention.
your eyes find his softened ones. "yes?"
"y'been real quiet." he brushes his thumb along your jaw. "wanna tell me what's on your mind?"
"mm…" you shrug. "well, was just trying to guess how many of those twelve people had a fat ass. statistically, it was at least one, right?"
his eyes grow so wide they practically pop out his head. heat zings far and wide across his body, face flushing a deep shade. "the mouth on you, honey, i swear!"
"it's an honest question!" so much excitement in your eyes and tone; he doesn't know what to think. "you're always slapping me on the ass, saying it's so fun to squeeze and grab; so process of elimination–"
a hand is gently, but firmly, set across your mouth–effectively stopping your rambles. he can feel the growing pout on your lips under his palm.
"okay enough of your hypothesis. you can go back to being quiet now, pervert."
you quickly slap his hand away. "hey!" you're pushing up imaginary glasses. "perverse or not, this is important research."
a/n: as a non-monogamous person myself, i dont rlly get jealous often, if ever. so wanted to write something silly with the body count premise. also, inspired by this post ! i obvi went in a completely different direction than what i was inspired by, but i still like to link my inspos („• ֊ •„)
Summary: By the time Genesis was healed, the world had been ruined three times over and was barely hanging on. Seeing an opportunity, he offered his life and blessed powers as a WEAPON of the Planet for one chance to change things.
Now he’s on a whirlwind ride across space and time to become a version of himself Minerva believes is capable of doing the job.
Just wanted to let you know, I started the first fic in this series (largely because it was planned and no other fics were cooperating) -- and it's where it all starts, with Genesis and Minerva post-Deepground. This series is going to be fun, but also require some hefty work and returning to old friends media. Not a hardship, but time consuming.
The premise is this: Genesis is willing to give everything to change the fate of Gaia, to do things right, to fix what he sees as his most grievous sins that set off a snowball leading to the massive damages to the Planet. (He's not entirely wrong.)
As far as Minerva is concerned, he's not ready for that yet. He needs time to gain skills and maturity -- and he will gain these by going to other worlds and helping other people. The people include, in fandom order:
DBZ's Son Goku
FF9's Garnet til Alexandros
FF15's Ardyn Izunia
MCU's Tony Stark
Sailor Moon's Usagi Tsukino
SWTOR's Barsen'thor (my player character OC)
Zelda's (OoT) Ganondorf
This isn't the order I'll be starting in, I may actually add / subtract others, too. I'd really love to tuck Threads of Fate (Dewprism) in there, and I'm tempted to add Revan (KOTOR) though I'd also prefer not to double up fandoms. Idk.
For each of these, he has something to give, and something to learn. They'll all be posted as separate fics, of course, but I do advise reading all of them. I mean, come on guys, it's me. If you're here because you like my writing doesn't it stand to reason you'd like my writing in other fandoms? ;)
Anyway after allllllll that, he goes back in time to Gaia to deal not only with ShinRa and its scientists, but with Jenova in a final fic.
It's ambitious. It's a little crazy. It's a series of stories I have wanted to tell for an age, so I will and hopefully some of you will like it. No ETA on arrival, paying more attention to DW and WTT right now... but it's coming, be assured it is coming. (Also it's fair game for asks, I do know enough about it to answer those!)
Never Trust The Love Interest. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n
warnings: listen to 'What a wonderful world' by Louis Armstrong while reading, ghostface!sam, sub!sam, soft dom!y/n, praise, oral (reader giving), slight!fingering, soft ‘reuinited’ smut, sub worship.
warnings: breeding kink, soft dom!elijah, hybrid!y/n, desperation, need, man falls first, woman falls harder, soft smut, gentle dirty talk. grab tissues for your eyes and tomatoes for niklaus, it’s time for elijah’s ending.
synopsis: but what about elijah’s happiness?
↳ Freya Mikaelson.
Found Peace. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n
coming soon!!
↳ Hayley Marshall
coming soon!!
↳ Rebekah Mikaelson.
A Family Of Her Own. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n
I am a multi fandom writer and this is a multi fandom blog. I post my fanfic and reblog fanfic from others. Some of it might be NSFW or have dark themes. I do my best to tag my fic but I can’t promise everyone else’s fics are tagged properly. I also post pretty regularly about my self ships. I also write about aged up characters. If any of this bothers you, please do not follow! Also MDNI!
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summary: a boy sees you in a bakery and wants to get to know you
author's note: I thought it would be fun to write something neutral, like you can read this and imagine any boy you like, not an specific one. btw inspired by the song The Bakery by Arctic Monkeys :)
warnings: none-ish? (one slight mention of blo0d but nothing graphic)
"Your hand looks heavy... want me to hold it for you?" he smirked.
You giggled lightly as you grabbed your brownies and took the money out of your pocket. "Here", you said, handing it to the person behind the counter.
As you started to walk away from the pastries display, the nameless boy quickly got to the door to open it for you. You laughed again as you left the bakery and he went after you. When he finally reached you, he opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was "ehm..."
Suddenly, the confidence he had to deliver an ultracheesy pickup line to you was gone, once he realised how beautiful you were. Especially how the sunlight lit your beautiful skin and glinting eyes.
"Pardon?" You teased him, now walking beside him on the sidewalk. "You're just... breathtaking, that's all", he said, while looking down, trying to hide his now burning cheeks.
You couldn't help but smile. This stranger you didn't even know the name of had already made you giggle two times within the span of approximately 3 minutes, and was now complimenting you too.
"Thank you", you told him while also blushing. "You're adorable".
That was the last straw. Absolutely all the blood from his body went straight to his cheeks, and his face muscles made him smile widely at you, not even having to think a little bit to do so.
"Actually, it feels kinda heavy", you said.
"Hm?" He asked, confused.
You then lifted your hand with your palm facing upwards. "Do this." And he did. What you did next made him feel something he had never felt before, a weird feeling in his stomach, as if a bunch of butterflies were flying inside of it. You just placed your hand on top of his. As simple as that act was, for him it meant a lot more, like a chance you gave him to get to know you better.
Summary: Your boyfriend gives you the ultimate birthday gift
Pairings: Loki x Reader, Surprise characters x reader,
Warnings: Gang bang? GANG BANG! Dubious-Consent.
A/N: This is super SELF-INDULGENT (I wrote this on my birthday)
His tongue was Valhalla. You peeled off his top, breaking the kiss. He licked his lips as he looked down at you. You grabbed at his shoulders, wanting him back on top of you.
“Are you ready for your birthday gift?” Loki’s eyes got that evil gleam.
“This wasn’t it?” You looked at the diamond bracelet. Not to mention the lingerie, countless flowers, perfume, chocolates, and fantastic dinner.
“No.” He slinked down, making you whine. “This is special. All for you Love.”
You sat up on the giant bed. Your green neglige dropping off your shoulder. Loki took your hand, the two of you both on your knees. His hands found your waist and he pulled you close, resuming the kiss.
Part of you wanted to dive back into it, but your mind raced with what he had in mind.
“Relax.” He pressed his forehead to yours. “This is all about you.”
The kissing resumed. You tried to listen to him, you trusted him, one of the few people in the nine realms who did. You hoped that wouldn’t prove faulty.
His hands went to the silk of your nightie and he pushed the other strap down, guiding the garment down to your legs. You shifted your knees and climbed out of the thing, naked for him.
Your hands went to his pants, wanting to feel his marble like skin on your own.
Lips touched your neck and you gasped. Pushing away from Loki. You pressed your head to his chest, for protection as you turned.
“I’m sorry my lady.” The guest shifted on the bed. “I did not mean to frighten you. Quite the opposite in fact.”
“NO!” You turned and looked at Loki, unable to control your features. “Is he real?”
“Tonight he is.” Loki’s devilish grin grew as he took in your amazement. “It’s all about you. Enjoy.”
“You see.” The guest moved closer. “I was on my way to join the fellowship, but I got lost. Then I spotted your magnificent form. I could not help but join you.”
The long blond hair, the alabaster skin, the changing eye color going a deep brown. His clothing was gone, but there was a bow on the bed.
“I am Legolas of the Woodland Realm.” He was hesitant as he kissed your shoulder and took your wrist. “And your beauty could make kings fall to their knees.”
You were awe struck, staring at the man.
“Go on Love.” Loki moved you so your back was to Legolas’ chest. “Enjoy your gift.”
Before you could respond Legolas began kissing your shoulder. Loki used the opportunity to dip down to your breasts. He looked up at you as he sucked a nipple between his lips.
The elf slid his hand down your stomach and cupped your mound, rubbing his palm against your sensitive clit. You moaned and relaxed.
“That’s it.” Loki released your nipple, now stiff. “Good girl.”
You moaned as a finger traced up your thigh, sliding into your pussy with ease. You moaned and started to rock between the two. Four hands, two mouths on your body. All rubbing and working at you.
The sensations were putting you into overdrive. You let your eyes shut as your body came to life between the two.
“You’re not doing it right.” A deep voice came out of nowhere and your eyes popped open. “Too soft.”
Before you could react a hand was on your neck. Pushing you away from Legolas and Loki. A scared face looked down at you, heavy with authority.
“She needs to be controlled.” He pushed you down on your back. “Shown what she is capable of.”
“You’re….You’re Kylo Ren?” You blinked as the sith glared down at you.
“See?” He grabbed your chin and stuck a finger in your mouth. “Already too mouthy.”
You were about to gag, when he pulled the digit out and positioned himself between your legs. You looked at Loki, this was starting to feel like cheating, but your boyfriend just grinned down at you.
“Ahh!” You back arched and your neck popped up.
The view almost made you cum, dark hair between your legs, his tongue working your slit, before his mouth found your bundle of nerves. You let out a squeal and tried to shut your legs in response, but his grip was too hard.
“AM I THE ONLY ONE DOING ANY WORK AROUND HERE?” Kylo’ s voice boomed. “THE GIRL!”
Loki and Legolas appeared on either side of you. Both of their cocks were inches from your face. You opened your mouth.
“Not yet pet.” Loki ran his dick across your nipple. “Much more to enjoy.”
You whimpered, but then gasped as Kylo’s tongue returned to your pussy, working it like the master he was. Loki turned your head and you met Legolas’ lips. His kiss was light. If this was all Loki he was doing a damn good job at each character.
Lips found your breast again and you wiggled underneath the three of them. Fingers stroking your flesh as Kylo’s tongue worked you into a frenzy, his mouth sucking and teasing you.
“Mmmm.” Your vision was starting to blur.
“A true gourmet knows to tenderize first.” The accented voice made you sit up.
“NO!” You looked at Loki.
“Oh yes.” He grinned. “You think you can hide those fantasies from me?”
“Never let something so delicious rest.” They left your body and you whimpered as you looked at Loki.
“Don’t be ashamed Love.” He stroked your cheek. “I want you to enjoy. Welcome our newest edition.”
Hands lifted and guided you to your hands and knees.
“Hello Doctor Lecter.” You looked up at the man as he moved on his knees to his face.
“Good evening.” His hand ran over your hair. “Tonight, I am inviting you to the feast.”
Before you could object he gripped your head and guided it to his erection. You moaned as he slid into your mouth.
“As a man well versed in anatomy, I can tell you gentlemen all of her eroginous zones.”
“No need.” Legolas chimed in. “I have found little flowers can protest, but they blossom under my care.”
A finger slid inside your pussy and you moaned around Hannibal’s cock. Then it vanished, and your eyes bulged as you felt pressure on your ass. You tried to push off of Hannibal.
“None of that Love.” Loki whispered in your ear. “You want to be a generous host to our guests, don’t you?”
You whined as the digit slid inside of you.
“Yes girl.” Kylo sounded like he was below you. “Listen to your master.”
You grunted and gave Loki a side eye. He smirked. But Hannibal started sliding your head faster. Then Kylo’s mouth was back on your clit, sucking and teasing.
Loki began kissing your shoulder as his hands went back to teasing your nipples, pinching and releasing. Your moans returned, to the point you didn’t notice when a second finger slid into you asshole.
“She is preparing quite well.” Hannibal slammed your head down hard. “Quite the dish.”
“Agreed.” Legolas started scissoring his fingers. “I think she is ready to be fulfilled.”
You whimpered again and Hannibal let go of your head. You tried to pull back all the way, but he stopped again, choking a little on Hannibal’s head before he let his cock drop out of your mouth. You coughed and sputtered.
“Our final guest has arrived.” Loki was too pleased with himself.
You felt a hard bite in your neck and a shriek came out. Your head whipped to the side and you almost came at the sight of the fangs, a small drop of your blood visible.
“Dracul—AHH!” Legolas’ fingers were replaced with something larger and you fell forward. “FUCK!”
“You will get used to it soon.” Loki rubbed your head. “I promise you will take nothing but pleasure the rest of the night.”
You panted as the men looked down at you, trying not to envision the elf’s dick sliding into you ass. You mewled at the burn of it. The wonderful stretch.
“Breathe Darling.” Loki stroked your hair.
You shut you eyes and willed yourself to relax.
“Wonderful.” Loki kissed your cheek.
“He’s in.” Kylo’s voice made you look up.
Five gorgeous men towered over you on their knees. The bed below you shifted. Hands moved you like you weighed nothing and soon Kylo was underneath you.
You bit your lip as they lowered you onto his dick, Legolas’ making it feel that much larger because of your stuffed passage.
“It hurts.” You looked at Loki. “Too much.”
A finger found your clit, and hands went back to your breasts.
“Not for you Love.” Loki ran his hand over your hair. “It feels good.”
“Fuck.” You dropped your head, because he was right.
In fact, it felt amazing.
“I know my girl.” Loki’s hand found your jaw.
He dug his fingers into your mouth and you opened while he guided your mouth back onto Hannibal’s cock.
Teeth dug into your neck again and you groaned.
“What beautiful music.” The Transylvanian guided your hand to your neck and wiped away some of the blood.
He brought it to his cock and started to stroke, making you jerk him with your own blood.
Hands and lips and tongues and teeth were all over you. It was impossible to keep straight who was where. But every time you focused on Loki he just grinned down at you. Nothing but pride on his face and your favorite fictional crushes fucked you in every way.
“Just beautiful.” He licked his lips. “What a sight. Enjoy.”
You did as you were told. Even if you had wanted to object, there was no room for it. The men were working your body like none other.
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you came on their cocks. You didn’t know if you had been close or just had no dominion over yourself. Either way, you didn’t care.
Like a chorus of champagne bottles they went off. Each blowing inside of you. Hannibal tasted like steak. Filet.
You collapsed when him and Dracula let you go. Legolas slipped out of your ass and Kylo rolled you on to your back.
The room was spinning as they stared down at you. Your body shaking from the finish and their absence.
“Thank you.” You reached for Loki’s thigh.
“Happy birthday Love.” Loki looked down at you.
“Eat shit!” A new voice made you dip your head into the mattress. “Did I miss the party?”
“Of course not Mr. Drysdale.” Loki laughed. “It’s only just begun.”
Ransom fucking Drysdale. You looked back up at Loki. Best. Present. Ever.
