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HRSHSHJMODJFJH. JASON TODD. HMPHSHS.

edit: art by the genius nick robles !! his jason is so sexy

At this point one just switches between refreshing the Cregan x reader and Benjicot x reader tag hoping for any fanfic to appear.

Me when I realize I'll never have a romance with my favorite character 😢

BEAUTIFUL❤️

Memories of the night

Jason Todd × reader

Warning: +18, Mention of sex

Summary: You remembering last night

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You were lying on Jason's bed, in Jason's apartment and in Jason's city.

He was next to you, reading Jane Austen.

For the 10th time this year, probably.

He was focused. And it felt good when he did that, and how he did.

You lick your lips, thinking about last night, how he sucked you off and then fucked you until your legs went weak.

Damn hot nerd who fucks well.

Putting your cell phone and thoughts aside, you stand up and take the books from his hand. Making Jason raise his eyebrow in question.

Putting the book on the table next to you and crossing your leg so that it was on top of Jason's muscular thighs.

He smiles, when he realizes your intentions and licks his lips, looking at your mouth, putting his hand on your waist and the other on the back of your neck, grabbing your hair. You put your hands on his shoulders.

- You know... I was remembering some things. - you say, sliding on his lap, making you feel his hard cock.

Jason sighs, closes his eyes a little and lets out a 'hmmm'.

- What things? Maybe you could jog my memory.

- I certainly can. - You say and kiss his mouth.

Jason runs his hand down your back, squeezing it there so that you are closer to him. With his other hand, he pulls your hair while kissing you.

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Letter

Ben Blacwood × fem!reader

Warnings: None, maybe a mention of sex.

My English is not good, so I used Google translate for review.

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- Maybe we will die in this war. - I say leaning against the wall in front of Ben.

He looks confused at my statement, not understanding where I'm going with this conclusion.

- Yes. It's a very high possibility, especially if we take into account that you are Rhaenyra's eldest daughter, Aemma. -Ben pauses, looking better at me, as if he was trying to read my thoughts and failing. - Now I thought you already knew, especially that you will have to fight in vermithor.

- Yes. Why do you think I called you here? - I tell him, and he looks confused and opens his mouth to ask. - No, it wasn't my mother who called him to Dragonstone. Well, at least it wasn't her idea. It was mine.

Ben raises his eyebrow and then raises one side of his mouth, in his typical smile, starting to understand what I'm getting at.

- As much as we're going to get married, after the war against the bastard. I want to try a few things before then, and you are the main one. - I say, approaching where he was sitting, and he got up to meet me halfway.

- It's your choice, princess, one you can't regret, because you can't go back. - With his eyes glued to mine, he raises his hand and takes it to the back of my neck and brings it down to hold my chin while his thumb passes over my lips. Next to his eyes that come down to look at them when he runs his finger and licks his own.

- I already did it when I decided that I would enter my room - I pause, looking from his lips to his eyes - and myself.

He smiles at my statement and I close the space between us, colliding my mouth with his.His right hand goes to the back of my neck holding my hair and his left hand holds my waist.

Serious conversation!?

Benedict Bridgerton × Wife!reader

Warnings: None, just lots of cuteness and kisses.

Happy reading💕

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Look, your sister will be fine. - I say with a reassuring smile.

Benedict looks at me strangely, as if I were saying something absurd. I frown.

- She's a smart girl, but marriage is marriage!

It's my turn to frown.

- Come on, stop it. Do you mean marriage is difficult?

I cross my arms and look at him with a frown.

He raises his eyebrow. And then blinks as if he doesn't know what to say.

- It's just that marriage has to involve a lot of talking and a lot of love, dear. - He says and comes towards me with his typical sideways smile.

I move away as soon as I see his intention to grab me.

- Don't you dare. - I say through gritted teeth. He lets out a groan of disappointment.

- Stop it. You can't get angry just because I disagree with you.

- Of course I can. In fact, you'll sleep on the couch. - I say and he opens his mouth in surprise at what I said.

- Oh, don't do that, I'm your beautiful and loving husband and I just want a little affection.

- And to hold your sister. We've already talked about this.

Benedict comes closer to me, placing her hands on my waist and I sigh in response, because of the goosebumps her hands give me. You place your hands on his shoulders and pout at his boldness. He comes closer and starts to kiss you and you can't resist.