Twin Flame // Gw X Reader

Unconditionally | R.L

Paring: Young!Remus Lupin X Gryffindor!Fem!Reader

Summary: Sirius and James don’t approve of Remus’ relationship with his girlfriend of four months.

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this is ruby and she has the prettiest eyes

george weasley moodboard

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Jotunn!Loki x Reader

AU in which Loki is the king of Jotunnheim.

This turned out pretty fluffy? I was orignally gonna write something dark but, oh well.

TW: Stockholm Syndrome, mentions of infertility, agnst with a happy ending. Oh, and smut, filthy stuff.

The chain was thick, made of a metal that looked like gold but did not have gold’s relative softness. The links fit closely together, not a seam in sight. Even if there were some sort of weak spot, it would be fruitless to attempt to exploit it without tools of some sort.

You shifted uncomfortably where you sat in the floor. The gilded collar around your neck hurt your clavicle, but the ache had mostly gone away. You wondered briefly how long it had been since it had been placed around your throat and bound you permanently to your place beside the throne.

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Kinktober 22 - Breeding (Loki)

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Smut warning, dub con/noncon

(Possible proof reading errors)

Length: One Shot

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“Why am I here?” you’re struggling against the two S.H.I.E.L.D agents with the glazed eyes

Loki prowled in front of you, still dressed in his ceremonial robes. He’d said nothing to you since you’d been brought here, kicking and screaming from your ancestral home in Europe.

“Sit,” he says simply.

“I don’t want to.”

“SIT!” he commands and you flinch, your eyes flicking to the sceptre with the razor sharp point at the end.

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Sex on Fire | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Synopsis - After watching Eddie hotwire a stolen vehicle, you find yourself desperate for him. Impending doom be damned.

A/N - This scene makes me feral, so of course I had to write about it. ALSO, this is not canon because in this version, everyone makes it. Credit to whoever made the gif!! Enjoy this filth<3

CW - 18+ content (minors go away), dirty talk, language, oral (m + f receiving), spitting, reader is obsessed with eddies hands, orgasms, fluff, established relationship

Word Count - 2.1k

“And you

Your sex is on fire

Consumed with what’s just transpired”

Sex on fire - Kings of Leon

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You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Honest.

You’d just snuck into someone else’s vehicle, on the way to acquire a mass amount of weapons for an impending fight against a supernatural villain and yet, you were frozen in place, nursing a throb between your legs as you stared at Eddie.

He was sitting in the driver’s seat of the RV, the picture of confidence as he expertly hot wired the engine.

It was absolutely absurd to be turned on at a time like this, when danger was coming, but you couldn’t find it in you to be ashamed. Not when your boyfriend looked the way he did.

His movements were quick; nimble, ringed fingers grasping at wires, fumbling as he picked up the rusty pair of pliers. Finally, as he struggled with multitasking, he placed the tool between his teeth and shit, you were practically vibrating as you watched.

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𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 | 𝐫.𝐥

word count: 1.8k

summary: after seeing you clad in his sweater, remus’ size kink starts to kick in, leading to a rather eventful afternoon

warnings: size kink, daddy kink, dom/sub roles, use of the nickname bunny, fingering, degradation, face slapping (only if you squint,) slight overstim, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), belly bulge,

a/n: i’m so tired so i’m so sorry for any mistakes or typos, also this wasn’t intended to be a short!reader, remus is canonically very tall so you could also be tall and still be smaller than him

what was supposed to be an innocent study date with your boyfriend in his dorm, was escalating to much more. as soon as you walked in the room and he noticed you were wearing his sweater, something ignited in him, and his plans were quickly changed.

he was much taller than you, so his clothes inevitably engulfed you; the sweater you were wearing drooped almost fully down to your thighs; it drove him wild.

the way you were much smaller than him was one of his biggest turn ons; his mind went back to all of the nights you’ve spent together, letting him manhandle you or watching as he was able to leave a stomach bulge with his cock.

“look so cute wearing my sweater, bunny” he says softly, rubbing his up and down your thigh. even at the slightest bit of praise, your cheeks flush and you already feel yourself starting to slowly slip into your submissive headspace. “wore it for you daddy” you purr, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.

“yeah? just for me?” he asks condescendingly, and you only nod in response. “words y/n” he chastises sternly. “you know how you’re supposed to respond to me, bunny. don’t act bratty” he scowls.

“y-yes, wore it just for you” you whimper, looking at him with big doe eyes, worried that you’ve just upset him. “m’sorry daddy, m’ your good girl, promise” you assure, twiddling with your fingers.

“yeah? you’re still my good girl? can you prove it, show daddy how much of a good girl you can be?” he asks softly. you nod your head eagerly and he laughs.

he gets up off the bed and hooks his hands under your thighs, pulling you toward the edge of the bed to where only your legs are hanging off. as he begins to strip himself of his clothing, you sit up and start to take off your his sweater off, but he’s quick to stop you.

“leave it on” he orders, “wanna fuck my precious little bunny in it.” you blush at his lewd words, doing as he says and keeping it on but unzipping your skirt, taking it off and tossing it onto the floor. you wait for him to finish undressing, an impatient whine emitting from your mouth as you feel yourself growing needier and needier.

“want your cock, daddy” you whimper once he’s finally stripped down to only his boxers. “i know but you gotta be patient, bun” he coos, tapping your hip, signaling for you to lift your hips up so that he’s able to drag your panties down your legs, and you obey.

“gotta get you ready for my cock” he says, dragging your panties all the way down to your ankles before discarding them to the floor. “needa get you all nice and stretched out first” he says, spreading your legs, putting your cunt on display; it’s glistening with your own juices, the sight making a small groan leave his lips.

“already so wet f’me and we haven’t even started” he taunts, slowly dragging two of his fingertips up your folds, feeling your slick. bucking your hips, looking for more friction, you attempt to grind against his fingers. “such a needy little slut, aren’t you?” he tuts.

“y-yes, m’your needy little sl—“ you cut yourself off with a gasp as you feel him push one finger inside of you, then another, before he starts pumping them in and out. “f-fuck, daddy” you cry as your e/c eyes roll back.

remus has tried teaching you how to get off with your own fingers before, but you realized it’s not nearly as pleasurable as whenever he does it. his fingers were much bigger and longer than yours, reaching spots inside of you that you’d never be able to find on your own.

“yeah? bet it feels much better than your little fingers in there, hm?” he says, speeding up his pace. “much b-better, daddy” you mewl breathily. “i bet” he coos, a patronizing type of tone lacing his voice. “can feel you clenching around them, bun. you like daddy’s big fingers, don’t you?” he taunts. “y-yes, l-love them.”

he begins scissoring his fingers inside of you as he moves his thumb to your bundle of nerves, rubbing figure eights to heighten your pleasure even more.

“fuck” you mewl, back arching up from the mattress. “watch your mouth, bunny” he warns, swatting your cheek with his free hand. “m’sorry, d-daddy, just felt s-so good” you blubber between pants and breathy moans. “s’not an excuse” he scolds. “now be good.”

he starts to pick up the pace, now knuckles deep, and your hand grips onto his wrist as he continues his assault on your pussy, curling his fingers so that they prod at your g-spot mercilessly and repeatedly.

“daddy, f-feels so g-good” you whine, body starting to quiver. “i know, can feel you clenching around my fingers, love” he says, knowing that you’re close to the brink of your orgasm. “keep taking them, baby.”

“c-can’t!” you cry. “m’so close, g-gonna cum soon!” “yes you can, just hold on a little bit longer” he coos, just wanting to watch you squirm, to see how long he can drag this out.

the fact that he’s speeding up his pace on your clit is not helping, and you’re wondering if you’re going to cum without his permission, not sure if you can hold it much longer.

“p-please! please daddy!” you cry, hands clutching onto the bedsheets. “please what?” he taunts with a smirk. “p-please l-let me cum, let me c-cum for you.”

and finally, he gives in.

“alright, give it to me, bunny. cum for daddy, bun.”

just seconds later, a wave of euphoria washes over you. you’ve reached your orgasm and the coil feeling in your stomach has snapped, you just came all over his fingers, leaving them coated in your juices, a mixture of your slick and cum.

after slowly pulling them out, he brings them up to your lips. “suck” he orders, pushing his fingers past them, making you taste yourself. “good girl, baby he praises, admiring your content expression, your eyes closed as you suck on his fingers. then after a few more seconds he pulls them out, making you whine.

“don’t act bratty, you were the one who wanted my cock and now you’re getting it” he chastises through gritted teeth as he pulls down his boxers, freeing his painfully erect cock. “besides you said you wanted to show me how you’re a good girl, hm?” he patronizes, reflecting back onto the conversation you had earlier.

“now, are you gonna take my cock like a good little whore?” he asks, tapping the swollen head against your clit, the sensitivity from your previous orgasm making you squirm. “yes daddy” you respond softly.

he pushes the sweater up to your mid stomach as he languidly stokes his cock, lining himself up with your entrance before slowly pushing himself in, and after giving you a moment to adjust he begins his thrusts.

remus was big, there was no doubt about that, and he always took a second to get used to. even though you’ve been together for a good amount of time, the initial stretch still makes you gasp.

“s-sensitive, daddy” you whimper, still recovering from your previous orgasm. “i know, but you can handle it, baby” he encourages. “be a good girl, remember?”

“such a tight little pussy, bun” he grunts. “s-so big, daddy” you whimper, feeling yourself clench around him at his words, indulging in the way he completely stretches you out. “yeah? such a big cock for such a small little pussy, hm? s’like you were made for me.”

“m-made for you” you echo, your head lolling to the side as you watch the brunette boy above you, little gasps leaving your lips everytime you feel him reach an even deeper spot inside of you—if even possible.

“feel you in my t-tummy” you gasp, eyes fluttering shut as you grip onto his biceps, pulling him closer. he glances down at your stomach, watching in awe as the imprint of his cock bulges your skin with each thrust. “fuck” he groans at the sight, placing a hand over the bulged skin, feeling himself go in and out of you.

“s’in my tummy, daddy” you breathe, your eyes rolling back while you grip onto his biceps. “i know, baby, look” he coos, placing his hand over the bulged skin, feeling his cock go in and out of you with every thrust. “look at how deep i’m fucking you, bunny.”

you glance down to where you two are connected, and then to your stomach, watching as the imprint of his cock presses against your abdomen, bulging the skin, before locking eyes with him again.

remus could have sworn that the sight below him was one of the most beautiful he’s ever seen: his girlfriend splayed on the bed below, mouth agape with her brows slightly furrowed, her flushed cheeks and messy hair, the look in her eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. it was the most perfect sight.

“s-so deep, daddy” you mumble, head falling back onto the mattress as you feel yourself about to reach your climax, your legs beginning to shake. moving his thumb to your clit, he starts rubbing circles, trying to bring you to your second orgasm of the night as he feels his starting to approach too, every noise that leaves your lips bringing him closer and closer.

“i know, love” he coos, a loud groan leaving his mouth shortly after as he feels you clench around him, much tighter than you have before, signaling that you’re close, so he speeds up his circles on your clit, making a breathy moan escape from your lips.

“g-getting close, close daddy” you babble, looking up at him with wide eyes. you’re already sensitive from your previous orgasm, so you’re trying hard not to cum, knowing that you’re not allowed unless you have permission.

“i know, baby” he pants, thrusts beginning to get sloppier. “you’ve been such a good girl for me” he murmurs.

you pull him closer by his shoulders and he rests his face into the crook of your neck, the feeling his hot breath fanning against your neck making you shiver.

“g-gonna cum” you whimper. “gonna cum, p-please let m-me cum for daddy.” he moans, your pleads and whimpers making his cock twitch, letting you know that he’s about to finish too. “cum, make a mess all over my cock baby” he breathes. “cum all over my cock” he says, giving you permission to finish.

a sting of curse words and his name leave your mouth like a mantra, back arching up from the mattress as you reach your orgasm, a bright flash of white light clouding your vision as you cum, remus following shortly after, filling you up with his seed.

after taking a few minutes for both of you to catch your breath, he slowly pulls out of you. “what do you think? maybe i should wear your clothes more often” you tease, making him chuckle. “i wouldn’t mind” he admits. “round 2?” “round 2” you say in agreement.

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thanks for your patience :)

You should write more about that first part of those headcanons 💚

anon i literally thought you were riley because she asked me to do the exact same thing .2 seconds after she read them y’all are kindred spirits i swear

but anyways I hope you like this!! one tall glass of shane juice just for ya babes. putting a cut because this got hella long. chug that spicy fluff ladies x

It’s the end of autumn, and Marnie has asked Shane to look over Jas for the night. Jas is absolutely elated.

“Sleepover! Sleepover! Sleepover!” she chants, jumping up and down on the couch.

Shane chuckles, bringing out plates of pizza slices for them into the living room.

“It’s not a sleepover if we already live together, squirt,” he teases her.

Jas pouts at him. “Yes it is!” she insists.

He huffs. “Fine, you know what, if you want this to be a sleepover, let’s make it one. Just please don’t tell aunt Marnie I heated up pizza instead of the soup she left for us.”

Jas giggles. “Promise I won’t tell,” she tries to wink but just ends up blinking. “Pinky swear!” she adds, holding out her pinky and waving it at him.

Shane easily grabs her pinky with his. “I’ll hold you to it,” he says with a faked seriousness.

He pops in the movie into the player, some animated film about dancing sister princesses. If he didn’t go to Jas’s room regularly, he wouldn’t remember the last time he saw so much pink. He doesn’t mind, though; Jas is delighted, which is all that matters. 

They finish their pizza pretty quickly, and Jas nestles into his side on the couch. He puts his arm around her, a swell of pride burgeoning inside. She’s so tiny, her breaths so small. He forgets sometimes. 

They are halfway through the movie when someone knocks at the door.

“Who is it?” Jas asks, looking up at him.

“I don’t know,” he answers, frowning as he checks the time. “Don’t worry, I’m going to go check and be right back. You can tell me what I missed when I get back,” he ruffles the top of her head.

She giggles, before focusing back on the movie. He gets up with a grunt, stretching out. His steps are lazy as he makes his way to the door. The knocks come again.

“Yeah, yeah, coming,” he mutters.

He swings the door open, and is shocked to see you there.

“What are you doing here so late?” he asks, confused.

You take a second to answer, blinking at him. “Why hello Shane, good to see you too,” you grimace.

He sighs and scratches his cheek, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry. I, uh, nice to see you. But why am I seeing you, exactly? Weren’t you… mad at me?”

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Welcome to the Masterlist for The Rite, exploring the murky depths of another of my questionable Asgardian headcanons, complete with nonsense eroticism and gratuitous clothing choices.

The Rite: As an invisible member of the wider Asgardian court, everything changes when you catch the eye of the elusive Prince Loki under unconventional circumstances. Pressured by time (and his brother) Loki is reminded he must complete a particular Rite in order to secure his place in Asgard's succession - all he needs is a partner. But adhering to the strict rules in the approach to the ceremonial Rite is more challenging than hedonistic, smugly smouldering Loki anticipated...as are his growing feelings for you. A link to my regular Masterlist is HERE One - A Royal Audience (w/c 3.7k) Two - Successional Pleasure (w/c 4.8k) Three- Coming Wednesday 26 June Four - Coming soon Five - Coming soon Six - Coming soon Seven - Coming soon