Intrusion - Sheldon Cooper

Imagine having this....forever. 💛

...... take me in your arms pls

I, yet again, need help finding a fic.

It’s a marauders fic and I read it a while ago.

It’s poly!marauders x reader where r gets so overstimulated she uses her safe word and vomits because of the overstimulation.

oops, I did it again

Summary: Three times Y/N saved Jesper’s life and one time he almost didn’t save hers

Jesper was regretting approximately three things: His choice of drink, his choice of game and the fact he’d pissed Y/N off enough that she wouldn’t be coming to bail him out.

“Alright, listen, I do have your money,” Jesper said, standing up and slowly backing away from the table. “It’s just not on me right now.”

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Unrequited pt. 2

azriel (acotar) x reader

*this is part 2! Sorry for the wait guys! I really struggled with this and low-key I don’t like it but I hope y'all do! I wanna write the scenes after this but idk how im gonna make it work lol. anyway, enjoy!

word count: 3193

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What you hadn’t realized was that Azriel left a few minutes later, walking to your apartment to make sure you had gotten home safe.

All of a sudden he heard whimpers and labored breathing coming from the alley.

Nothing could have prepared him for the sight of you laying on the ground and bleeding out. He felt a tug in his chest. A click. Panic instilled in him as he gently but swiftly picked you up and flew you to Madja.

“Hang on y/n, you’re so strong” he whispered

In those moments, he feared for you. Fear that was so strong. Something he had never felt before.

He rushed into the house laying you on the bed gently before he was shoved out by the Madja so she could try to save you.

Azriel alerted the others and then collapsed into a chair, sitting in silence. A tear slipped out of his eye at the thought he may have been too late to save you.

You. His mate.

Why, of all the times did the bond have to click while you were on the brink of death. In a situation where you may not make it out alive. It wasn’t fair.

He wondered if you had known. Could that be the reason why you had been distancing yourself from him? Because you didn’t expect or want him to be your mate? But if you had known you would’ve said something, right? You wouldn’t keep it a secret? So many thoughts kept racing through his head.

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Mate

Hey guys!!! Thank you so much for the likes ❤️ they mean the wooorld :) Please hit me up with your requests, questions and positive criticism (or just a good conversation)

Here you go with another one, super fluffy + little angsty! 

• I don’t own any of Sarah J. Mass’ characters or any of her plots, I’m just a fan having fun. Also I do not own the images. This is story is mine though, so please do not copy •

WARNING! Nightmares, blood mentions.

Y/N P.O.V.

The sun warmed our backs. I glance to my side, to see my Azriel’s profile. The slightly crooked nose, the high cheekbones, the shadow of a stubble on his jaw. Turning fully, I move to sit in his lap and stare into his chocolate eyes.

“My mate.” — I say as I trace his beautiful features — “I love you, Az”.

 Happiness fills my heart as he smiles at me, but a black winged figure heads straight at us. I glance at it, and terror dampens my senses. Attor. A single one, in our direction baring two swords at his side and a murderous smile on his pale lips.

“There’s an Attor coming, we have to go.”

I stand up grabbing Azriel’s hand, but he stays motionless and gives me dazed grin. 

“Az? We have to go!” 

Nothing. The evil creature flies faster and faster.

“Az, let’s go! Please, get up we have to move!”

I grab his face, tugging on his arm, begging pleading praying for him to run. I grab his chin yelling at his face. My throat is raw and dry, and my voice breaks. I kneel before him, touching his forehead on mine.

“Please, my love. I can’t leave you. We must go —”

A spear pierced his stomach. The Attor, now behind him, raises his other sword, and abruptly, an invisible force holds me down. I can’t move. I trash inside my head, forcing my limbs to move but nothing happens. 

I find myself forced to watch the blade cut Azriel’s throat, his blood shining and dripping down. I scream again. Over and over and over. His limp body falls back, the Attor nowhere be seen. I try to stop the bleeding and my lips pray to the Mother for help, for a way out of this hell, for anything.

Grabbing his face, I beg even more.

“Az, Az Azriel don’t leave me. Stay awake, please. Don’t die on me, you won’t, you can’t.”

Tears stream down my eyes and it becomes hard to breathe. Air doesn’t come inside my lungs, and I scramble away from his still body. Panic drowns me, as I turn around running away from this hell… only to stumble into the Attors blade.

I look down to blade impaling me and —

Azriel’s P.O.V. 

I walk into the cozy apartment, dark from the night outside. Hearing Y/N’s  calm breathing from the room, I assume she’s asleep. Dropping Truth-Teller on the table and my jacket on the couch, I roll my shoulders, the muscles tense and stiff.  A few minutes later, I drink a cup of tea leaning against the kitchen’s counter, when a crie pierces the quiet night. I bolt towards her room, sword in hands, bursting through the door. I find her writhing in bed, tangled in the blankets. A nightmare. Leaving the blade on the floor, I slowly approach her figure. The cries worsen, turning to an almost screaming, and my heart breaks. 

“Please, my love. I can’t leave you. We must go —”

Touching her gently, she flinches away, scared and still asleep.

“ Y/N, you have to wake up.” I speak softly, but to no difference. 

Grabbing her shoulders, she trashes against my hold, and cries more. 

“ Az, Az Azriel don’t leave me. Stay awake, please. Don’t die on me, you won’t, you can’t.”

My eyes burn, and I speak louder.

“Y/N, you have to wake up. This is a nightmare, open your eyes. I’m here, my love.”

Suddenly, she stops moving and her pleading cries turn into broken sobs. Tears stream down her face, and I roar her name. 

Her eyes open, startled and scared, and meet mine. Her breathing falters, and a dam bursts in her. Flinging herself at me, holding me with desperate hands she cries loudly. I don’t ask what happened and we stay there with a strong hold around each other. 

“I’m your mate. I’m here.” 

I repeat it over and over, and after some time, her tears stop. Pulling back to meet my face, she lays her hands on my cheeks.

“You’re here.” 

“ I am.” 

She lets out a relived breath.

“ I had a nightmare. An attor was there, and he k-killed you and then h-he —

“Y/N. I’m here. I’m fine” 

Her hands slide to my throat, touching so lightly, and head towards my stomach. She stays quiet.

“Are you alright, mate?” 

A small smile tugs at lips.

“Do you want a hug, mate? Or perhaps some tea?”

She huffs a laugh.

“Aha! I know what you would like very much. Do you want a kiss, mate? I could give one, you know, but only with a price.”

“Oh really? You don’t say… making me pay for your kisses, that is just evil. I will go bankrupt because of that.”

“I do not have the intention of asking for money, mate. I want two very simple things. The first one is an answer. Are you alright?”

“A little better. Not much.”

“Okay… we can fix that, can’t we mate?”

I say with a reassuring smile.

“Now for the second. This is the hardest thing in the world. It will be a very big challenge, but you must try in order to get a kiss. Give me… a smile.”

Her eyes glint, and she assumes a serious face. 

“Well, mate, this is indeed a challenge unlike any other. But, for you, I must give a try.”

And then, she just smiles. And the world shines. 

Laying her down softly, our breaths mingling. I kiss her lips lightly. Lifting her head more, eyes closed, she seeks another one but I back away slightly.

She opens her eyes, and a playful gleam shines in her eyes.

“I am outraged, I bought a kiss! I only got a peck, you little liar.”

“You want a kiss, mate?”

“Of course, mate. I was promised one, after all”

“Well, I could give you one, you know, but only with a price.” 

“Oh my! — she says with a giggle — What would that price be?” 

- From A.

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Change - Sheldon Cooper

Pairing: Sheldon Cooper x Reader

Characters: Sheldon Cooper, Leonard Hofstadter, Howard Wolowitz, Raj Koothrappali

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 605

Author: Hannah

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kaz brekker shares his clothes with you

request: ok but hear me out,,, kaz letting his s/o wear his clothes as a form on intimacy over touching and the crows start picking up on it-

a/n: ANON U ABSOLUTE GENIUS this is relatively short because i couldn’t expand it but here

you realized early on that kaz really loved his clothes 

of course he did 

they say more about him than he says about himself sometimes 

but you also realized that he liked you in his clothes more 

you’d been sitting on his bed, reading a book 

you had looked at the time and realized it was probably time for you to head back to your own room

it was part of your routine 

though you and kaz worked together to help him overcome his fear of skin on skin contact 

you hadn’t been able to sleep in his bed yet

kaz looked up from his place at his desk 

he looked 

disappointed 

that you were leaving 

you had given him a small smile, making your way to the door 

“wait” he said, as your hand turned the knob 

“yeah kaz?”

“um i was wondering if you wanted this”

you looked back at him 

and he was holding a way too large black t-shirt 

with a white little crow embroidered in the corner 

“it was a gift and now it’s too big and i don’t want to throw it away because someone could take it so i was thinking maybe you-”

“yeah kaz i’d love to have your t-shirt”

his whole face had been red as he handed you the t-shirt 

it quickly became your favorite sleeping t-shirt 

one t-shirt turned into two and then a pair of boxers 

and suddenly you had more of kaz’s clothes than your own 

nina was the first to notice your new wardrobe 

the heatrender and you were eating waffles together, catching up 

“is that kaz’s jacket?” she gasped randomly 

you looked down at the black leather jacket you’d taken from kaz last week 

you blushed profusely before slowly nodding you head 

“y/n! this is important information! kaz brekker does not share clothes, he must really love you.”

nina has happily teased you the rest of your breakfast date 

jesper and wylan were next to notice 

but for fairy obvious reasons 

the four of you were sitting in kaz’s office

brainstorming out the next job for the dregs 

you made a move to grab kaz’s hand 

just for the comfort of it 

like you did sometimes

but it seemed that day was particularly difficult for kaz 

because he pulled his hand away, flinching 

you tried to hide your disappointment by quickly going back to looking at the papers in front of you 

you didn’t want to make kaz feel bad for setting his boundaries 

after a few seconds you felt a tap on your shoulder 

you turned and saw kaz holding out the hoodie he was just wearing 

for you 

his eyes said something like ‘here, a sign of peace’

you put it on and kaz looked pleased, going back to his work as well

you looked at wylan and jesper then, having forgotten they were there

the two of them stared in utter disbelief between you and kaz 

“that was weirdly cute” wylan had smiled 

“merchling, that was fucking adorable why lie.” jesper responded, holding a hand over his heart 

you snickered and stole a glance at kaz 

who was already looking at you 

the next was inej 

you were alone in your room 

reading a novel 

when the suli girl made her way through your window silently 

you only realized she was there when she was right in front of you 

“hey inej, what’s up?”

you expected an update on a mission or her asking to hang out in your room 

instead she held out her hand, holding one of kaz’s beanies 

that he almost never wore but always smelled like him 

“kaz told me to give this to you”

she had a knowing smile on her face

you blushed and grabbed the hat from her hand 

“thank you inej” you whispered 

before she left her room she turned to you 

“kaz has his own way of demonstrating his love, im glad this time it isn’t violent gestures” she laughed and slipped out of the room 

matthias was the last to notice the advancement in your relationship with kaz 

you and the crows were sitting playing a board game 

you were wearing not only kaz’s t-shirt but his jacket 

matthias had been starting at you for a while, his eyes narrowed 

you let out a sigh

“matthias why are you staring at me, you can’t kill me with a glance you know?” you teased the druskelle 

he looked at your eyes and then at the other crows who were now paying attention 

“kaz wore that shirt yesterday”

you nodded and bit your lip 

“so you wear kaz’s clothes now?” he asked 

everyone else said “yeah” in unison, not even letting you answer 

matthias looked around shocked 

“so everyone knew but me?”

nina put a comforting hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder 

“yes you big beautiful idiot”

all of you laughed 

everyone went back to playing the game 

but you looked for kaz’s eyes

and he was already looking for yours 

you shared a knowing glance 

you liked wearing his clothes too 

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the maze runner preference: when they have a crush on you

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includes: thomas, newt, minho, gally

warnings: nothing I can think of

Thomas: Thomas’s crush on you is pretty obvious to everyone. He’s constantly seen talking to you and he’s pretty protective of you, more so than the other gladers. Newt and Minho tease him about it a lot but I feel like Thomas is the type of guy who wouldn’t even realize that he likes you even though it’s clear to everyone else. He’d insist that you guys are close but just friends. Meanwhile everyone else is like “sure... if you say so”.

Newt: Newt definitely isn’t as obvious Thomas but he stills drops hints that he has feels for you. He’s constantly doing little acts acts of service for you like bringing you food to make sure you eat, giving you his sweater on particularly cold nights, and visiting you while you work to make sure that you’re doing well. He’s just really sweet. The only people who really know how Newt feels is Alby and Minho who want you guys to get together so bad.

Minho: Minho doesn’t even bother trying to hide that he has a crush on you. Unlike his two best friends, he flirts with you all the time. He’s always looking for an excuse to compliment you and there are several occasions where you catch him checking you out or winking at you from afar. Along with all that he’s a bit protective. He’s always looking out for you and making sure that you’re okay.

Gally: Gally... oh Gally. Honestly it’s hard for you to figure out whether he has a crush on you or if he hates you. He’s the type of guy who wouldn’t know how to deal with his feels so he picks on you or straight up avoids you as much as he can. Despite this you catch him being soft. When you get hurt he asks how you’re doing and he scolds you whenever you do anything unsafe. If anyone were to accuse him of having a crush on you Gally would deny it. No way he’s admitting to something like that.

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｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ cassian x reader x azriel

.・゜-: ✧ :- cassian wants a baby. sm//ut

You couldn't recall how long you've been here. It could be hours. Days. Years. You could spend the rest of your life here and you wouldn't mind. Not as long as you were theirs.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? Az and I fucking you until you're with child? Fuck, I want nothing more than to watch as you swell, tits get heavy and filled with milk. As you become a desperate little whore for Az and I. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Az and I filling you to the brim with us?"

You couldn't reply as Azriel fucked your mouth, the choked sounds as he pounded without forgiveness the only response you gave. That and your trembling walls, tightening around him. "And what would you say, Az?"

Cassian fists your hair, jerking your mouth away from Azriel. Azriel lets out a hiss, fingers curling around the air of the table. With a hard thrust, let out a whimper. Cassian's thrusts slowed, the pause had you grinding back against him. The heat in your belly, the one that neither started nor ended in your cunt, throbbed with need.

With them.

During his pause, Cassian waits to see if you need a break. If you need his relentless neverending pace to let up. You shook your head, Cassian's rhythm where he left off.

You were certain you'd have purple bruises on your hips. You knew Azriel would take great care in rubbing a salve on them, in kissing away the soreness after he presses into the fresh intensity of them, reveling in the jerk of your body and the sounds that came from you.

"What?" Azriel demanded. His hips buck against the empty air, the arm pinned high on your back grasping a handful of Cassian's thick arm. You look up at Azriel. "Would you like to see our dearest Y/n with your child? My child? They're fucking marvelous as it is, of course, but Cauldron, I don't think I'd be able to keep my hands off them,"

Azriel heaved, cock straining harder if possible. Cassian released your hair, Azriel taking back his place. You gagged around him. He buried himself to the hilt, resting against the back of your throat. Cassian cursed at the sight. At how well you took them both.

Azriel waited until you adjusted to his size — until you were no longer fighting for lovely oxygen — before his pace slowed. "I think she'll have to earn it," Their conversation — as casual as it would be if they were asking about fucking flowers or the weather — only continued.

Azriel's cock left you thoroughly gagged, unable to offer input of any kind. It drove you insane. Your nails dug into Cassian's wrist. "I think they're doing pretty well now, wouldn't you say? Do you remember there was a time she could hardly take one of us? Now, look at her. A wonderful whore,"

You moaned. The sound was only drowned out by Azriel's pace quickening again. Cassian smacked your ass, the color now tinted with pale pink.

Hot spurts of cum shot down your throat, the salty taste of Azriel filling your mouth. You swallowed. Azriel pulled out, crouching down to kiss the top of your head. He smoothed his scarred fingers through your hair, brushing it out of your eyes. You panted, only able to focus on the pressure Cassian was putting on your clit. The pressure building in your core.

"You're doing so wonderfully, aren't you, Y/n?" He waited until you nodded, kissing you gently. If he could taste himself on your mouth, he made no show of it.

You were so sensitive to the world around you. You could feel each vein on Cassian's cock, each touch Azriel left on you as his hand moved down, pinching a nipple and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. His other hand gently tilted your head to the side, leaving marks in the wake of his mouth as he branded you as his own.

You clamped down around Cassian, crying when you came. Tired, body exhausted, and covered in sweat and fluids from the previous rounds they'd already put your body through. Cassian kept his pace, his hips hitting the back of you as he didn't ease up his touch on your clit.

"Azriel, Azriel, Azriel, Cassian, Cassian, Az, Cass, please—" Their names blurred together, muddled as you begged as another release built within you. Cassian came with a shout, leaning over you and kissing the back of your neck.

You clenched your jaw, nearly bursting into tears when he pulled out of you, entirely empty for the first time in hours. Azriel was already hard again, his gentle murmurings falling onto deaf ears when he stood again, taking Cassian's place.

"We should," Azriel says, all pretense from before was gone. "Fuck her until she can't walk. Until she can't think of anything other than how full of our seed she is,"

Cassian chuckles, tilting your head up, "I think she's nearly there," Your eyes rolled back when Azriel pushed himself into you. Your walls quivered, tightening down onto his large girth.

"What would you like, doll?" Cassian's hazel eyes darkened. "Do you want our baby? Do you want the frenzy that comes with it? You can hardly keep your hands off us now. You'll be insatiable. Do you want that?"

Your cries as Azriel fucked you answered enough.