slit eye

MWaBF Chapter 4

Warning- Mature content and language ahead so be warned!

Gajevy Biker! Au

Rated M for violence and other themes

Summary-Finally getting a job to help pay the bills since she didn’t want to rely on her boyfriend ,the shy,sweet barmaid Levy Mcgarden works at the Fairy Tail bar in Magnolia Boulevard,also known for having many Bike gangs hang around there. When the most well known gang called “The Dragon Slayers” show up, and a hulking man with a pair of red,slitted eyes have their sights on the petite female, she doesn’t know what she had gotten herself into.

Gajeel sped down Levy’s street, his hand clutching the grips and turned to the apartment. Levy was sitting at the entrance,her knees tucked to her face,her shoulders shaking and heaving as she cried. This moment broke his heart, seeing someone so fragile and gentle being broken. He stopped and parked,running over to Levy. “I’m here Shrimp! What’s wrong?!”,He asked. “Its him.…you were right Gajeel…your ex did cheat on you with him,and then he cheated on m-me..”,She said in drown out sobs. This spiked Gajeel’s anger to a hell that is about to break loose,readying to deliver his wrath to the guy.“I’ll be right back.”,He said in a growl and stormed into the apartment. In his pocket was a pair of black brass knuckles, there was many reasons why he was called “Black Steel”. He looked for her number and banged on each door until he found the right one. Her boyfriend panics as Gajeel pounded on his door as he peaked from the door hole,the woman he slept with looked at him,“What is it doll? Is the police?”,She asked.“N-No…much wor-!”,They both screamed as Gajeel kicked a giant hole in the door and tore it apart kick after kick, lunging after him as he got in.

Levy watched the rain fall and the sound of thunder was in the distance. She heard a strained yell and cursing, causing her to panic and run to her apartment, she froze as she saw her now ex pleading for mercy as Gajeel’s loud yelling was mixed in, punching and pounding him in the chest like a punching bag and kicks at his side, yelling.“You shitbag! How /dare/ you lie to her! She sat there and defending your ass when I was about kick the shit out of you because you were such a pussy to admit that you slept with my ex and cheated on her! You are disgusting!”,He barked and stomped on his face when he was slumped on the ground,his ex shrilled,“Shut up,bitch!”,Gajeel snaps at her very quickly. Levy watched in horror as Gajeel grabbed him by his shirt and pinned him on the wall, bashing his face with his fist with his brass knuckles,then into the wall. Levy shakes and whimpers,“Gajeel!”,She said out loud. Levy flinched at the sound of crunching and screaming.“G-Gajeel! Stop!”,She cried out again. Gajeel whipped his head around to see her. Levy looked at him,with teary and wide eyes,shivering and sniffling. Gajeel took the hint and leered at her ex,his face was far from okay, Blood caked on his face and bruises all over,it looks like he busted up his mouth and nose,causing Levy to be sick to her stomach. He let go of him,letting his slump to the wall,then falling to the floor,Gajeel turned to his ex and growled,“Tell anyone it was me, you’ll regret it.I /mean/ it.”,He threatened with a promise as she shook. He removed the knuckles and stuffed the two in his pocket. He walked towards Levy and grabbing her wrist and pulled her downstairs, Levy followed,almost tripping as he dragged her,holding onto her bag. He dragged her outside and puts her on his bike,the faint sound of sirens were heard. Gajeel quickly got on,having her in his lap,“We have to leave quickly alright?”, he spoke as she nodded to him. He took off as the police entered. Gajeel drove at high speed,causing Levy to grip his knees with a bag dangling in her lap,“Careful shrimp,don’t grip too hard while I’m driving.”,He muttered,in case she shifted his knee a potential crash could happen. “Where are we going?”,She asked quietly as she still saw a angered frown.“At my place,I want you at my place tonight.Bunny Girl will bug you constantly.”,He spoke. That caused Levy to feel odd,she felt nervous and rather relieved. It was odd.He saw her nervous and doubting expression,“Don’t worry,I won’t try anything, I don’t go after little girls who found out their boyfriend cheated on them.”,He said and glanced at her and then the road.“…Do you promise?”,she asked in a hushed, upset voice. Gajeel nods,“I promise Shorty.”,He said, Levy nods timidly and stayed tensed as he drove at high speed, scared to fall off.

 Luckily the ride was over as Gajeel pulled into the garage of his seemingly large house when Rogue opened it for him. “Rogue is here,why?”,Levy asked.“That’s a good question.”,Gajeel muttered and heard two angry voices,“You better have a good reason why you took off!”,Laxus snaps as stormed up to Gajeel,in which Gajeel got up in his face,“I did what I had to do! I was right,ask Levy!”,He snaps and they looked at Levy as she was staring at the ground with tears in her eyes. “He’s right….her boyfriend was responsible for this.”,She sucked in a shaky breath. Laxus froze and looked Gajeel,“See? Told you I knew it was him!”,He remarked. “Alright Gajeel,I’m sorry I doubted you.You tend to assume things quite alot.”,Laxus cleared his throat and watched Gajeel scoff and lifted Levy off the bike,putting her on the ground.Gajeel lead her up to the house,it was bigger than she thought on the ride to his house. It was wide and nice looking, Sting and Natsu were playing a game on some console in the living room while Rogue was watching them,drinking water.“Do you all live here?”,Levy asked in awe. “No,just me.Gihi!”,Gajeel snickered. “We tend to come over Gajeel’s a lot since he makes us meet up everytime for a mission, so he thought it was smart to fix the house a little bit whenever we’re too tired from a mission and want to crash, or if anyone here was too wasted, which could be Sting or Natsu.”,Rogue added. Levy nods and shuffled her way to the living room to greet them.“Hey Levy!”,Sting smiled at her along with Natsu hugging her tightly. “You ok?”,Natsu asked Levy as she looked up,she gave a small nod,“Y-Yeah,I just feel a little tired and weak right now.”,She smiles weakly. “Grab something to eat the fridge is available and the bathroom is upstairs if you need it.”,Gajeel placed a heavy hand on her shoulder. Levy gave a nod a scuffled to the fridge. Rouge looked over Gajeel,“So it is true,her boyfriend did this.”,He stood by Gajeel as the taller man watch the girl open the fridge and looked at the wide selection,“You should see his face, spoiler, it ain’t a sight to see.”,He crossed his arms and smirked. “You’re a real brute you know!”,Sting called over to him.“Well someone has to get their hands dirty! Unlike me and Salamander, we don’t talk with words of "Negotiations”, we talk with fist and say “Where’s the damn money?!”“,Gajeel retorts. "Well you sometimes go overboard, keep in mind.Remember when you lost your temper to one of our customers who didn’t pay in time and got smart with you? You really had a good time kicking his teeth in.”,Laxus spoke,with slight amusement in his voice.“Don’t care,I make my point clear by beating them up to remind them to pay up or else without words.It’s a waste of breath”,Gajeel said as he saw Levy sheepishly look at the fridge, he found this cute for an odd reason. She pulled out a pear,in which it was small. Gajeel watched her,walking over,“I want you to eat something good like a meal,not just a fruit.”,He spoke. Levy looks up,she rarely ate at the sleepover, only a few chips,and the very audible sound of a rumble in her stomach made it evident.“Why don’t you cook something? Shouldn’t you do that for guest?”,Natsu teased, who ended up getting a pan thrown at him,luckily it missed and hit the wall.“Shut your trap! I’ll make her something! I at least have better cooking skills than you!”,Gajeel sneered at Natsu who fumed and ran at Gajeel,getting into a fight. Levy looked at him in awe,he was willing to cook for her. But she kept her guard up since due to the fact she is near the most known dangerous biker gang in town.

Levy sat at the table and watched Laxus, Sting, Natsu and Rogue play cards. She studies how they act towards one another. It was quite surprising how a few words could start a brawl that seemed dangerous and harmful to her, but was play fighting to the biker gang. She looked over and saw Gajeel cook, chopping up fresh spices and stirring it in the pot,she glanced at the four as they talked and bellowed, she hops off the seemingly high chair to her and went over to the man who allowed her to stay the night. “Why don’t you go wash up while I’m cooking,so you can relax for the night.”,Gajeel spoke as she was proceeding to walk over. Levy stops and nods,“Alright,but…I forgot my clothes..”,She said nervously. The important things she brought was her cellphone, purse, a few books despite it not being important, and her jacket. Gajeel looked at her for a second,“Alright,Salamander,keep an eye on the stove.”, He said and gingerly grabbed Levy’s small hand and lead her upstairs,causing Levy to have a small blush. He brought her in his room, it had much more space than her room, a large TV and a stand. The grey tattered sheets under the large looking heavy black blanket on his bed looked comfortable, she noticed that the nightstand had a pistol and a pack of cigarettes, and a large lamp that shined brightly as he turns it on. Levy was in awe of how nice it looked. She saw a small black creature on the bed,relaxing, it was large house cat, it has semi fluffy fur and it had a crescent scar on its right eye.“Is this your pet?”,Levy asked softly and Gajeel turned the light on, turning his head.“ Yeah, his name is Lily.He’s a grumpy feline so don’t get too close to him.”,He spoke and rummaged through his drawers. Levy waited and fiddled her thumbs. Gajeel pulled out a big dark gray shirt,“I’m not sure if any pairs of pants of mine will fit you without tripping a killing yourself.”,He spoke flatly. Levy nods softly and took the shirt as hr gave it to her,“Thank you..”,She said softly and his only response was a gruff before heading downstairs. Levy went to the bathroom and closed the door, she looked marveled as she saw a nice looking shower, and a small bath. Her eyes sparkled and whined,“He has such a nice house,wish I could have something like this..”,She thought to herself, but that wasn’t her main thought atleast. She took her soaked clothes off and puts the shirt on,it covered her whole upper body and her thighs so all anyone would see in skin is just her legs. Levy heard a loud yell and cussing, she heard,“DAMNIT NATSU YOU JUST NEEDED TO WATCH THE POT FOR A MINUTE! SCREW IT WE’RE ORDERING TAKE-OUT!”. Levy assumed Natsu didn’t do what Gajeel asked him to do.

 After the take out had been delivered and everything cooled down,since there was /fire/ fuming from the pot,burning the food Gajeel was making,the statement of “Gajeel can cook better than Natsu.” Is true. The boys ate in the living room,watching the news. Levy sat at the table and ate, Gajeel ordered her a nice steak platter since he wanted to at least give her something good,but she was quiet and looked still upset. Natsu raised a brow curiously,“Hey Gajeel, why is she eating alone?”,He asked the man munching on his food. “Not sure, there’s plenty if space for her.”,He said with his mouth full before washing it down with his water. Levy glanced at the TV, not acknowledging the biker gang,she felt a little unsafe, true they have been nice to her,but they are very dangerous and committed plenty of crimes,but the question is how come the police doesn’t get involved with them. “Hey shorty!”,Gajeel grabbed her attention quickly,“You wanna seat here with us? We’re not gonna bite you.”,He said to her with a small smirk. Levy was reluctant,“I-I’m okay here, but thank you.”,She said softly. He just gave a nod,not pushing any boundaries,and then turned his head back to the TV. “Just around 12 at night, a neighbor called of seemingly domestic disturbance, but turned out to be a victim getting brutally assaulted and battered, police are still investigating this man,but his wounds were critical they have to wait for the man to recover.”,then the picture was shown of the suspect’s face,it was Levy’s ex, his face was contorted and looked like someone was in the process of rearranging it. Gajeel smirked darkly as Sting and Nastu gasp,“That was him?!Oh my god Gajeel that’s so brutal!”,Natsu laughs while Sting still looked shocked, Rogue looked slightly disturbed while Laxus had arched eyebrows,“Wow…guess you really did mean it isn’t a sight to see.”,The tallest member spoke and heard Gajeel’s odd laugh. Levy felt a lump in her throat, she grew choked up as she saw a picture of her boyfriend, especially all beaten up. She knew she shouldn’t get upset, but it just happened three hours ago. Levy closed the box to her food,didn’t eat much, but who could blame her for being sick to the stomach. She placed it in the fridge and attempted to go upstairs until a small “Hey”,was heard. Levy turned around and saw Laxus,towering over her like a building. Levy gave a hard swallow and looked up,trying not to cry infront of him,“Are you alright? You looked a little upset and choked looking when you saw that picture.”,Laxus crossed his arms,Laxus was very intelligent and he knew something was wrong, obviously Levy’s ex was beaten up but even though he cheated on her, she still had feelings for him. She gave a shaky sigh,“I-I’m fine.Just trying to cope with what’s happening…”,Levy managed to say, clearly wanting to cry. Laxus glanced at Gajeel who caught wind of the conversation, quickly getting up to see them.“What’s wrong?”,He asked. Laxus whispered the words quietly,“Its about her ex. She doesn’t know how to cope with it,so bring her upstairs to have her relax and talk about it since she seems to trust you.” to Gajeel since Levy was looking at the floor,trying not to break down and probably not hearing them talk. Gajeel gave a nod,understanding the situation and steps up to her,“Cmon Shorty,I’ll take you to bed,you need some sleep.”,He spoke in a soft tone and brought her upstairs. Gajeel didn’t have a guest bedroom, the luxurious,spacious house he has,he doesn’t have a guest bedroom,but that is fine since Natsu and Sting crash the couch and maybe sometimes Laxus or Rogue depending on the night and job. Gajeel brought her to his room,setting her down to lay down. Levy was trying really hard not to meltdown,she was visibly shaking and trembling in pain on not crying. Gajeel quickly shut the door behind him and looked over at her,he had stayed with her, he can’t just invite her to his house, give her a place to crash because she’s an emotional mess, and ditch her as she’s about to breakdown, he may be an asshole to the majority of people, but this girl helped her through his grief and befriended him even when he jabbed insults at her. He sat beside her, rubbing her shoulder,“You can cry Shrimp, it’s okay to cry.”,Gajeel said in a comforting voice,hopefully to help her let it out, with a second, Levy was sobbing, a sharp wail pierced his ears but he cared less,he watched,showing sympathy. She had her hands covering her eyes,sobbing and shaking, this caused an unknown pain in Gajeel’s heart, it ached in pain every time he heard a hiccup or bleating and whimpering. He sat beside her and didn’t know what to do, so he patted her back and rubbed it. It felt like electric shocked through his body, her skin was softer than all the girls he has known, and it contrasted well with his rough,calloused hands. But he mainly thought of her feelings at the moment. He rubbed her shoulder and hushes her softly as she finished her intense crying for a long,long while, leaning his head on hers. Levy sniffles and hiccups constantly.“C'mon shorty,you should go to bed.”,He said soflty. “B-But this is your bed..”,She sniffles. “Well, we can share. Don’t worry,I won’t try anything, I’m not a man to advance on girls who are havin a rough day.”,Gajeel spoke in a firm way,causing Levy to trust his seemingly stern words and lay down. Before she knew it,she was out like a light. Tired from crying and the events of tonight.

 Gajeel came back downstairs to see Rogue,Sting,and Natsu on the couch,past out with the TV still on, assuming Laxus left to meet up with Makarov or see his fiancé. He sighs softly and shut the TV off,picking up Sting’s and Natsu’s mess since Rogue knows how to clean up. He cleaned up the place and went to take a cold shower. Gajeel got in the bathroom and sheds his clothing off,going into the shower. His body which was probably ninety percent muscle ached, running around until eight at night and ten thirty to kick the shit out of Levy’s backstabbing ex and then around eleven busy taking care of Levy and the other guys except the mature ones. He wetted his mane down and grabbed heavy duty shampoo to take care of that monstrosity of a hair. He sighs softly and scrubbed his scalp,rinsing the shampoo off after scrubbing consistently. Levy burned many images in the back of his head. The feeling of her hand touching his,the way she gripped him,afraid of falling off. Gajeel spent a good twenty minutes (or more) in the shower washing and drying himself,plus thinking about the bluenette. He pulled on a tank top and his boxers,along with drying his hair off,in which it took a giant fan to dry it since it was like a mop when he got out of the shower. He got into his bedroom and threw his dirty clothes in the hamper and his hung up leather jacket away,he glanced at Levy, who was laying on the right side of the bed,the fan in her face,he did admit she looked cute in her sleep. He chuckles softly and crawled into bed,laying on his side,away from her. Soon he fell asleep.

 When it was morning,Levy was still asleep, dead quiet in the house until Lily meowed at her and nudged her to get up,she grumbled and turned on her stomach, Lily gave a small mewl and sat on her stomach, for a cat he does weigh a tad. Levy groans and laid on her left side,but Lily kept pestering her until a sharp grunt was heard as the cat hissed and got off. Levy noticed something in front of her,it was hard and surprisingly defined, a chest,Gajeel’s chest to be exact. Levy quickly sat up. He was asleep obviously sleeping. She gulped and slowly slid out of the bed and crept downstairs,not making a sound,and was blushing a bit. Levy saw that Sting, Rogue, and Natsu asleep on the couch. She glanced at the fridge and got an idea. Gajeel woke up to the smell of an unknown, tasty aroma of food. He yawned and stretched out,a few muscles popping as he stretches. He got up and walked out of his room,going downstairs quietly. He turned to head to the kitchen,which was the source of the smell. Gajeel saw Levy cooking, she looked she  was cooking a breakfast feast. She wasn’t aware Gajeel, no wait, all the members was up, Sting and Natsu watched in awe on how well she was cooking and Rogue was half asleep. Gajeel leaned against the fridge,watching the girl. His eyes trailed to her body, she was a small thing, she didn’t have any breast or anything going one, unlike her friends and his ex, but he didn’t really like big breasts in the first place. But she did have a nice butt,and that is where his eyes trailed to,impressed of how small she is and has a nice waist and a cute pair of hips. He glanced as Natsu grabbed his attention, he teased,“You should stop staring creep.”,He mouthed and smirked. Gajeel gave a glare before glancing at Levy cooking, who was humming softly. She was cooking omelettes, along with french toast, bacon,and waffles. Gajeel was amazed and quite wanted to take a bite out of the already cooked food, he made his appearance known by clearing his throat, causing the three to pretend sleep. Levy looked over and up at Gajeel,“Good morning Gajeel.”,She said in a sleepy and sheepish way. He smiled,“What'cha cooking smallfry?.”,He leaned against the fridge. Levy puffed her cheeks,“Breakfast, and stop calling me short names,its Levy,Levy Mcgarden!.”,Gajeel struggled to take her seriously, chuckling.“It isn’t funny! Be happy I’m making you something nice in return for last night!”,Levy huffs at him. Gajeel just laughs and watched her cook. She was very spunky girl for her size.

 Natsu stuffed his face in waffles as the gang sat at the table, eating a nice breakfast that Levy cooked. Levy smiles at them,pleased they liked it.“Damn shrimp this is really good! Could hire you to do this and get paid!”,Gajeel grins as he took a large bite from his omelette,Levy huffs at the nickname but smiled. “I’m glad you all like it.”,She said in a soft voice. They devoured the feast of a breakfast, the dishes were left so Levy cleaned them. “I think its unfair your doing this by yourself, I’ll help.”,Rogue implies as he walked beside Levy and started washing the pans. “Thank you Rogue, I appreciate it.”,Levy smiled and Rogue gave a smile back. As they washed the dishes and Natsu and Sting loafed around and Gajeel was busy somewhere else,they chat. “So who’s the leader of the "Dragon Slayers?”,Levy asked curiously. Rogue looked at her,“Well..we don’t have an exact leader, it varies from Laxus and Gajeel,but Laxus usually has work and spends more time with his family and fiancé, which is obviously not a bad thing. But I guess Gajeel, he’s very demanding and takes charge a lot.”,Rogue chuckled and Levy listens. Levy listens to the stories of how their missions go. She looked surprised,she didn’t know Natsu was a massive pyromaniac,capable of burning buildings if you even give him two stones, and how Sting and Rogue easily lose the cops or cover up their tracks or lose them on the chase, hence the nicknames “The Light and Shadow Dragons”, and how when Laxus has an enemy, they go missing within hours,having an alliance with a dangerous group called “The Raijinshu” . “What about Gajeel?”,She asked and Rogue’s eyes widened. “Gajeel? Well….he has been through a lot, he’s a very strong guy, capable of taking on a lot of people with little thought put into it. Just about.”,Rogue said softly. Levy nods,amazed at what these men could, luckily she isn’t a threat or an enemy to them.

 Later on in the day after everyone left the house,Levy and Gajeel were alone. Levy was packing her stuff up and looking for her old clothes to wear. “You sure you wanna leave so soon shrimp? You didn’t bring your bike.”,Gajeel crosses his arms as she packed up,handing him his shirt she used when her clothes were on her. “I’m fine,really,I think Lucy will pick me up any minute.”,She spoke softly. Gajeel just nodded and watched her,“You know,if you want to, you can come over here whenever you want, we won’t bite you or anything despite our reputation,ya know.”,He said with a smile. Levy nods,“I’ll keep that in mind.”,She replied with a grin. The sound of a horn beeping,causing Levy to jolt and checks the window,Lucy was in her car,signaling Levy she’s here. She looked over at Gajeel and smiled,“Thank you for letting me stay the night,really.”,Levy said and watched the larger man come closer to her,“No problem Shrimp,give me a buzz or something when your back at Bunny’s place.”,He waved his hand to shoo her off. Levy quickly gave a small hug,she only came up to his chest and she was on her tip toes. Gajeel widened his eyes,replying with firm arms around her and hugged her back,he took in her very gentle and sweet scent. She pulled away and waved goodbye, scurring outside to Lucy. Gajeel took a deep breath and closed the door behind him,his back against the door. His forehead had a trickle of sweat, he was falling for Little Levy, there was no denying it, the way he treats her with the teasing, how he practically got revenge for the two, his thoughts about her were pleasant, and how he allowed her to stay the night.His ex fell for him and he complied since he wasn’t a good thinker at the time (or most of the time). The biker took a deep breath and exhaled,attempting to slow his heartbeat. Gajeel Redfox, is falling in love.
I know this isn’t a good chapter (I was really struggling to finish it ;w;) ,but I promise it’ll get better so enjoy the chapter!

The Signs as Nymphs
  • Aries: Lampades, the nymphs of the Underworld; these nymphs serve both Persephone and Hecate, powerful goddesses, as ladies in waiting and torchbearers. Their skin and eyes glimmer like a candle's flame, colored a brilliant, heady orange or as dark as coal; their smiles are blinding and their laugh is like the crackle of a flame.
  • Taurus: Alseides, the nymphs of glens; Taurean nymphs reside in meadows and groves, basking in the sunshine, walking with the deer and caring for the plants and animals; their skin is always rosy and sun-kissed and it shimmers like gold and smattered with the same soft pattern as a doe, and eyes like a doe's as well, thick hair braided intricately and decorated with flowers.
  • Gemini: Aurae, nymphs of the breeze; Gemini nymphs drift through the air, playing with human's hair and dancing through the leaves. Their skin is a soft, silvery blue, smooth as the sky, only broken by the small scales scattered across their cheeks and joints, all radiant blue; their hair floats around them and their voice is like chimes.
  • Cancer: Limnades, nymphs of lakes; these quiet nymphs drift through the murky water of lakes, playing with the fish and basking with alligators and turtles, and seducing anyone who might pass by. Their skin shimmers dully, slightly green in tint and their faces are tattooed with dark green stripes that decorate their cheeks like a trail of tears.
  • Leo: Anthousai, nymphs of flowers; these playful nymphs play in the forests, fields and gardens, flirting with unwitting humans and decorating themselves with flowers and plants. They smell like lilies and jasmine so butterflies flutter around their heads; their skin is patterned like irises, brilliant purples, golds and pinks, delicate like a water painting.
  • Virgo: Hydryades, nymphs of the trees; these quiet nymphs reside within trees and forests where they care for animals. Virgoan nymphs' skin is camouflaged so that they may blend in with the trees, dark and intricate patterns which stretch across their backs and decorate their faces, eyes slitted like a reptile's.
  • Libra: Nephelai, nymphs of the clouds; Libran nymphs are very rarely seen by humans as they reside in the clouds; they are dreamy, quiet and peaceful creatures who fly with the birds and provide the world with rain. Their skin is like pearl which varies from the softest white to the angry grey of a storm, their eyes are as pink as the sunrise and their hair floats around them in a haze.
  • Scorpio: Naiads, nymphs of freshwater; these nymphs can be found in rivers, lakes and springs where they hunt fish and anything else that wanders too close to the water's edge. They also seduce any humans who happen upon them. Their eyes are large and dark to see underwater, their hair a messy tangle and nails long and sharp; their skin is scaled like a koi's but a brilliant silver or bronze.
  • Sagittarius: Epimeliad, nymphs of apple tress and flocks; Sagittarian nymphs follow flocks and explore the world around them, playing with horses and cows and goats and seducing their owners; when they sleep they return to their original state, an apple tree. Their eyes are bright like a spark, their hair white like apple blossoms and wool and their skin is patterned like the bark of a tree.
  • Capricorn: Oreiades, nymphs of the mountains; these nymphs are highly reclusive and quiet, they reside in the most remote mountains in the world and are very rarely seen by humans. They resemble the animal of their Sign, their pupils rectangular and their eyes a sharp gold, small horns curving from their foreheads; their hair is kept in tight pleats, their skin speckled softly to blend in with the jagged rocks.
  • Aquarius: Asteriai, nymphs of the stars; these nymphs live far away in the vast expanses of space where they drift and play in complete silence: constellations are their embrace, shooting stars their tears. Their skin is as brilliant as the sun, golden, red and even deep blue, and it shimmers in an unending pulse of light.
  • Pisces: Haliae, nymphs of the sea; Piscean nymphs reside in the sea and can occasionally be spotted dancing on the seashore. Their hair reaches their ankles, strands of pearls and shells woven within it; their skin has a pearlescent sheen from years spent in the water and small scales, pink and pearl-like, decorate their webbed hands and creep up their legs.

‘Why do you love me? What is there to love in someone like me? Please, tell me why you’re so fond of me because honestly? I don’t get it.’

I was perplexed how could he not see why?

‘I love you because you’re you.

I love you because when you smile, your lips always tilt slightly to the left. When you smile your amazingly sharp canines peek through giving you a juvenile look. When you smile, your ever present dimples show more — if that’s even possible —. When you smile, your eyes crease at the edges and your beautiful eyes become slits of pure joy.

I love you because when you laugh, you tilt your head backwards. When you laugh, you always close your eyes. When you laugh, you grasp your stomach and bend over. When you laugh, you always end in a deep sigh and smile after wards, you grasp my face in yours and kiss me as if we’ll never kiss again.

I love you because when I do something you like, you giggle. When I do something you like, you’ll caress my hair and pat my cheeks. When I do something you like, you look at my lips and say, “I fucking love you”. When I do something you like, your eyes bore into mine and I see a flame ignite in them.

I love you because when you’re concentrated you furrow your eyebrows. When you’re concentrated you tongue pokes out of your delicious lips and glides over them. When you’re concentrated, you tend to break out of it for a slight second and do that 'hmmph’ sound you know I like just to give yourself a small break. When you’re concentrated, you grab something to eat with your left hand and bring it to the right side of your mouth and proceed to take a bite.

I love you because when you kiss me, you grab my face with both hands. When you kiss me, one hand pulls on my hair, while the other runs its thumb across my cheek. When you kiss me, you always do a series of multiple pecks after we end making out. When you kiss me, I can feel you smile and let out small giggles of content. When you kiss me, you hold my face in your palms and look at me for a good while then you tell me I’m beautiful.

I love you because when you hug me, you hold me for a long time. When you hug me, you grasp me firmly with both of your strong arms. When you hug me, you use one hand to rub my back. When you hug me, you put your face in the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent. When you hug me, you won’t let me go until we’ve embraced each other tightly.

I love you because when you talk about something you love you smile the whole time. When you talk about something you love, you tend to look down at your hands. When you talk about something you love, you furrow your eyebrows and smirk a little. When you talk about something you love, you let out small sighs of happiness. When you talk about something you love, you always tilt your head to side and shrug your shoulders at the end because you get embarrassed at your enthusiasm.

I love you because when you make me blush, you tease me about it. When you make me blush you put your hands on my cheeks and remark, 'baby your cheeks are hot’ at which point I reply, 'no they’re not, I don’t know what you’re talking about’. When you make me blush you look at my cheeks and smile and say 'baby you’re blushing’. When you make me blush you hold me down and ask me why knowing damn well that makes me blush more.

I love you because when you tell me stories about your past, you say them in a low voice as if speaking louder will make them come back. When you tell me stories about your past, you always hug me and won’t let me go. When you tell me stories about your past, you run your hands through your hair because you know you might cry. When you tell me stories about your past you always mutter the phrase, 'why am I even telling you this?’ And we both know it’s because you love me, and you want me to know what I’m getting into.

I love you because when you notice I’m sad, you’ll look at me and poke my cheeks until I smile. When you notice I’m sad you tell me 'stop being a taco without the shell’ because you know I’ll laugh. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll hug me and tell me you love me. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll ruffle my hair and whisper in my ear, 'Tina eat your goddamn food’, because that llama is our spirit animal.’

I love you for so many reasons, if I listed them all, this poem would never end.

The best way to put it is, I love you because you’re you.

—  Beauty in IT /// I love you because…

“Yes, he knew what those eyes meant. He’d been a sailor long enough to know eyes like that; eyes with slits for pupils that glowed like the moon.

A gift for my beautiful and talented @samatura because I love her writing! I can’t wait to read more!! 

Y’all click and read! It’s worth it!

Desperate Frustrations. (A Smutty Harry Styles Blurb)

The city is dead silent. 

There’s not one single sound to be heard. No moves to be seen. Not one single lighted up window in the rows of twenty. Everyone is passed out and fast asleep. 

Except Harry.

His muscles are burning hot under his skin, his chest rising up and down rapidly. The king-sized bed keeps shifting and creaking as Harry rolls around, trying to find a good position and a cool spot he could sleep on, but all the good ones are already used. His tummy is under this unbelievable tension, which makes it hard for his mind to stay quiet.

Harry clears his throat, which makes it feel like he just drank a cup of sand. He stretches his arm out on the bedside table, to find a used wine glass and an empty bottle. The only liquid in his glass is the dried up red stains of his wine from earlier, when he was trying to drink his tears and sorrow away. But for nothing. Alcohol might erase the memories for a moment, but they always come back like a stray dog for food.

Groaning, he settles himself back on the bed and looks down on himself and sighs at the sight of his hard cock hitting his lower stomach. He traces the tip of his finger on his prominent vein, which makes his cock twitch and a cry leave mouth. Biting his lips, he wraps his hand around himself at the base and slowly, yet firmly starts to stroke himself. He closes his eyes and purses his lips together, feeling the warmth in his tummy getting hotter and hotter on every stroke.

Starting to speed up his hand, soft whimpers leave his lips, curses dying in his throat. Harry’s back arches slightly as his feet drag against the bed sheets and getting tangled with his covers, his hand quickly working his shaft as the other one gently cups his balls. As he starts to add pressure, he chokes on his moans, biting his bottom lips so hard with his nostrils flared out.

His head is tipped back, neck strained and veins popped up, begging to be nibbled and kissed so badly. A hiss leaves his lips when his thumb skims over his sensitive raspberry tip, pre-cum already forming on his slit and his eyes clamp shut. His back starts to arch again as he gets closer and closer to his high. Mumbling quietly:

“Oh fuck, ungh. Such a good girl fo’ me. Huh, Is tha’ wha’ yeh like?”

Harry’s thinking about the way you hugged his cock, so warm and snug, when you slid down on him. That choked up moan you did when he first pushed in. The way clenched around him so tight when you came. Your cries and your nails scratching down his back, making sure to leave him marks for the next day, so you could take care of him. And when he’s about to cum, hanging right on the edge and biting his lips until they’re bleeding red and his fist shakily holding his leaking cock, he stops, because that’s something you did to tease him, that devilish smirk on your face as Harry’s hands were gripping to your hips, his own hastily trying to fuck up into you. 

He’s panting, his hair in a sweaty mess on top of his head. He continues to jerk himself off, and goes completely silent. That’s when the knot in his lower stomach unwinds. Hot and heavy cum all over his ferns and dripping down his shaft to his balls. Cock twitching in his hand as he’s desperately trying to get every last drop of cum out of his tip.

He exhales loudly and drops his head back to the mattress, letting his cock fall limp on his thigh and then digging his palms into his puffy and red eyes. He still feels dizzy from his orgasm, feeling so sensitive and as light weighted as a feather. 

If only you were there to lick and clean him up, telling him how good he did, for you. And wipe away that salty tear away from his cheek, that is slowly making it’s way down to Harry’s jaw, holding up so many memories.

A Blue CatAstrophe!

Lance isn’t missing, he’s right there. It was an accident, how he’d ended up ‘missing’, but Blue said that there should be some cure for this. He wished he was human again, so he could comfort his team with the knowledge that he wasn’t dead. But no, he’s a cat, and the only way to make sure they smile is to knock all the pens to the ground, chase some string, and occasionally wake up his crush and idol up from a nightmare and almost get smacked across the room by accident. Well, okay, that last one had to be mended since he was apparently a good stress reliever if you ran your hands down his back… too bad it wouldn’t happen if he was a human. So, for now, he’ll deal with being a brown and darker brown swirled tabby kitten for just a little bit longer. Purrrrrrrr…..

A Cat Au, where Lance becomes a cat and hell ensues.

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welp. i don’t really know how this happened, but it just kinda did. WC: 1510

klance, mild klangst, confessions, first kiss

Lance hums. “Really? You think?” 

The alien giggles, a small, tinkling laugh that makes Keith’s fists ball at his sides. He works his jaw, fixing his gaze on the beautiful red, blue, green, yellow, and black banners hanging from the ceiling.

The planet, Xylo, had been overrun with Galra, it’s inhabitants, the Xylans, being treated as slaves, working to harvest the precious gems in near the core of the planet. Many had died in the work, the heat, radiation, and brutal conditions too much, but those that lived fought side by side with Voltron, with a valor unmatched by any other planet they’ve ever encountered. 

It had been a sight Keith is unlikely to ever forget. He remembers this planet’s queen, Kani, charging an entire squadron of Galran sentries, ripping a blaster out of one of their hands and taking down each and every one before Voltron even had time to turn to offer her any sort of assistance.

Another tinkling giggle. Keith’s eye twitches, feels his nostrils flare. He needs to leave before he ruins a happy alliance before it even starts.

Keith grabs a drink off of the tray of a waiter, downing it one go, placing it back on the tray, and making his way for the door.

He pushes through the crowd. Everyone is gathered around the main floor, one traditionally used for ballroom dances, but all music had been destroyed by the galra. All the Xylans are still in their makeshift armor, and the Paladins still in their own colored suits. 

As he pushes through them, a couple pieces of their armor falls off, but no one seems to care. A hand places itself on his shoulder, he pauses, sees a large hand with Black Paladin armor, and shrugs it off as he resumes. There’s a sigh, but no footsteps follow him.

He trudges his way out the door and through the blue-brown dirt towards the Castle.

Fuck Lance. Fuck Lance and all his flirts. Fuck him and his crass carelessness. Fuck him and his stupid, beautiful face. Fuck him and his dazzling smile. Fuck him and his kind, caring heart. Fuck him and his ability to make anyone laugh. Fuck. Him.

He knows he has a crush on Lance. Knows he wants to cuddle him, kiss him, hold hands with him, boop his nose, peck his cheek, massage his legs. He knows this. 

But Lance doesn’t. Lance and his thick skull paired with Keith’s inability to do jack shit about his feelings means that that’s all he’ll know. He’ll never know how much Keith wants him. He’ll never know about how he dreams of Lance, hoping to wake up to his bubbly face and low, tired voice. He’ll never know that Keith is so far in over his head that he did a full on backflip. 

Finding himself somehow at the door of his room, he presses the control panel, clicking to slide it open.

God, he just wishes he could say something. At least if Lance said no, he’d be caring enough to not just flirt with every being in existence right in front of Keith. Well, that or he’d very purposefully do just that, but Keith doesn’t really think he would.

Keith flops onto his bed, armor still on. It’s uncomfortable, but he doesn’t care. He focuses on the armor digging into his back and thighs, trying to keep his mind off of Lance.

He takes a deep breath, feeling the twinges of anger leaving his body, only to be replaced by a deep-set ache. A loneliness yet to be filled. A hole so open in his heart, one that he knows one person could fill perfectly, and yet it won’t ever happen.

It sends a chill throughout his body as it weighs it down. As the knowledge that the one man he wants, the one man he knows he could truly love, has less than no interest in him.

He pushes his head further back into the pillow and lets out a huff. 

Knock knock

Keith raises his head slightly, but doesn’t say anything. If he’s quiet, they’ll go away.




“Go away, Lance,” says Keith, frustration tinging his voice.

He can almost hear the hesitation at the door.

“I’ll talk through the door if I have to,” says Lance. It’s meant to sound like a threat, but there’s an air of… helplessness in his voice. And it’s just that that makes Keith get up, walking over to the door and open it for Lance.

Keith doesn’t say anything to him, just turns and flops back down on the bed, leg hanging off the side.

Lance grabs it under his knee, lifting it up as he sits down before placing it back down, on top of his

Keith pretends like he can’t feel the sheer warmth coming from Lance’s thigh and pretends that merely being able to rest his leg over Lance’s isn’t make his face slowly become hotter and hotter. 

He doesn’t dare look at Lance, but he can feel a slight movement, probably him moving his arms or shaking his other leg or something.

There’s a long, awkward silence, neither of them willing to speak, but both waiting for the other to start. 

Eventually Keith gives in.

“What d -” starts Keith.

“I’m sorry,” says Lance.

Keith furrows his brows, but doesn’t say anything. Lance takes the hint.

“I didn’t… She was just…” Lance sighs. Keith feels his elbow through the armor on his calf. He raises his head slightly to see him, his head is in his hands, one elbow on his knee, other on Keith’s calf.

“I like you, okay? I thought that if I… If I flirted with people in front of you, you’d get jealous and you’d come running, and I dunno. I know that that’s dumb, everything I do is dumb, but I just wanted you to like me and more than just a friend and I just… I dunno,” Lance trails off at the end, fingers slitting open, letting one eye peek over at Keith. 

But Keith doesn’t hear the rest. He doesn’t hear anything after okay? Even if he wanted to, his pulse spiked, pounding in his ears. His breathing quickened, every inhale and exhale echoed five times over in his head. 

He bolts straight up, but his leg over Lance’s makes him lose his balance. Without hesitation, hands - Lance’s hands - land on his hip and shoulder, stopping him from falling back over. They burn him where they rest, for him to remember for the rest of his days.

Not even thinking, Keith surges forward, but he misses. He kisses the corner of Lance’s mouth, feeling it tug into a shy smile under him. Lance pulls away, but his hand on Keith’s shoulder slides up to the back of Keith’s neck.

Keith blinks at him, heart beating up into his throat as Lance’s shy smile disappears. As the hand on the back of his neck slowly pulls him in. As lips press a nervous, tentative kiss onto his own. Keith tries to kiss him back, add more - more flare to it, but only succeeds in colliding his nose with Lance’s.

He feels his face flush even more as Lance chuckles as they pull back. “It’s okay,” he whispers to Keith. “We can work on it.”

Keith ducks his head, a hand coming up over his eyes. Lance chuckles again, low and soothing, as he places a hand on Keith’s wrist, gently tugging it from his face. Keith lets him.

Bringing it up to his lips, Lance presses a soft, fluttery kiss to the inside of his wrist. Then in a circle around his palm. Then to the pads of each and every one of his fingers.

His eyes flick up to Keith, who wants to look away, whose every instinct is telling him to look away, but just can’t. Lance leans forward, tilting his head too much to be coming in for a kiss. No, instead, Lance places a peck to Keith’s cheek, nuzzling his nose into it before sitting back down.

They just stare at each other, happy with the silence in between them, happy to sit there and take in every single detail of the others’ face.

Keith had always known that Lance’s eyes were a blue, but he never noticed the slight green tint they had to them, or the fleck of brown in the top left of his right one. He’d never seen the smattering of barely-there freckles dotting his nose and cheekbones, or the one noticeable freckle hidden in the hairs of his right eyebrow. He’d never realized just how long his eyelashes were, nor how his deep brown hair framed his face so gently it seemed like it was almost too afraid to be around such beauty.

Keith’s heart flutters in his chest. He can’t believe this is real. He may not know exactly what they are yet, but that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that Lance likes him. Lance really, truly likes him. 

Grind. (A Harry Styles Blurb)

Okay, so here’s a thought I’ve had playing in my mind for some time now.. and I’d love to share it with you.

It’s a beautiful Sunday morning. A light breeze is swinging the trees and the angelic sound of the birds’ singing is in the air. The sun has painted your bedroom walls light orange and the bright ray is shining in your eyes, as you look down at Harry, who has his face nuzzled against your wet core.

Harry wraps his lips around your clit, making you moan softly as he suckles on the sensitive nubbin. You gently tug at his scalp and push him more against you, making him whimper against you as he grinds his cock against the silky bed sheets. Harry’s hands are around your legs and they roam up your front to your chest to grab your breasts, squeezing and massaging them, the coldness of his metal rings sending shivers down your spine. 

Harry grinds himself against that wet spot on the bed, where he’s been leaking pre-cum, teasing himself, because he doesn’t want to cum before you do. He’s is so sensitive, the cherry red tip of his cock matches his lips and he shudders for a small moment when a crease in the sheets traces down his slit, making his eyes roll back and his mouth fall open, a grunt leaving his lips. 

He licks you up and down hastily, his eyes clamped shut and he’s panting. He’s so close, but can’t cum, not before you do. You brush your fingers through his curls and tuck them behind his ear away from his face. You stroke the pad of your thumb over his soft cheeks and smile down at him when he looks up at you, his lashes fluttering, trying to keep his dark green eyes open.

“You like that? Huh? Does it feel good?” you coo at Harry and he just nods and whimpers again as an answer. “Mh-mhm, ah fuck.” he can feel the burning tension in his tummy grow, and his toes curl up against the bed. Harry’s breathing picks up and his grinds get deeper and quicker. His back has a pretty orange coat on, all the way down to his ass, his skin looks so smooth and soft and you can’t wait that moment when Harry’s body is on top of yours, and he’s trying to even out his breathing, his faze nuzzled in your hair as you run your hands down his back and grab his soft shaky hips.

“Go on, gorgeous. Cum for me, please. ”

They’re in the middle of research when Human Jane stands to get some coffee. An addictive substance that nearly all Humans drink. That in and of itself confuses Xon’a, but he ignores it now. The Human Guide book had been very helpful in understanding the humans love for things that are bad for their health.

Only when he looks up, he freezes. On her bottom is a red stain.

He jerks into a standing position and knocks over his book. Human Jane turns around with surprise.

“H-Human Jane! You are bleeding!” She frowns and looks down at her arms. “No-no, your bottom! We need to get you to medical!”

Suddenly her cheeks turn very, very red. And then she laughs as Xon’a pushes a chair out of the way to get to her.

“No, I’ll be fine, I just need to go change. Sorry about that,” she puts the coffee down but Xon’a picks her up.

“You are dying, Human Jane, you need medical!” She lets out a squwak, and shakes her head.

“No no! I just have my period, all women get it! It’s totally normal for humans!” Xon’a puts human Jane down and stares at her with narrowed slits.

“…Normal? What is a Period? I thought it went at the end of your sentences?” She started to laugh, cheeks still blushing.

“Periods are our menstruation. We get it once a month. Our bodies prepare every month for a baby, but when theres no baby, the lining of our uterus sheds and the blood is pushed out of our bodies. I usually get mine for 7 days.” Xon’a stares in horror at his human friend.

“T-that is not normal. Y-your insides shed? Like molting?” Human Jane grins.

“Totally is, some women get cramps, other people it hurts a lot. For me I usually just get cramps on the last few days. But we use pads, tampons, and cups to hold the blood until it’s over. I just must have forgotten to change my pad this morning.”

Xon’a takes a step back and looks down at the chair, stained with a small puddle.

“That is a lot of your life blood. I think you are ill!” He says. Human Jane laughs again.

“That? That’s pretty light for the first day. Don’t worry, this is nothing! If only you saw childbirth!” He blinks again, his slitted eyes narrowing.

“Birth?” Human Jane blinks.

“You guys create your babies out of spores, right? Well, ours grow in our bellies. Then we push them out of our vaginas. Sometimes, we have to get cut open to get the baby taken out.” Xon’a lets out a horrified squall and jerks back.

“W-why do you continue? H-how are there so many of you?” Human vagina’s were small, and he’d seen a pink skinned baby before, and a brown one, but they were both so large! Both babies heads were incredibly large! How in the Gods names could they have squeezed a babe out of a small hole like that? And getting cut open? Human Illa had said childbirth was wonderful!

Human Jane shrugs. “My grandmother had eleven children. All natural. She said childbirth was beautiful. I think it’s more the whole, holding the baby afterwards that is beautiful. My mom only had two. When my brother and I did something stupid she’d say that she didn’t suffer through eight hours of childbirth to give birth to two dumbasses.”

Xan’a began to breath rapidly, and looked at human Jane.

“The rumors are true: Humans truly are terrifying creatures.”

Human Jane frowned and cocked her head. “I mean, it’s not that crazy. We’ve been doing it for hundreds of thousands of years.”

Xan’a sits and closes his slitted eyes and inhales deeply.

Now he understands why his father told him to befriend the humans, but never cross one. Who would willingly have children over and over again just to be ripped open or cut open when there was plenty of children already among the five planets they currently inhabit?

Humans are terrifying.

Down For The Count: Jungkook

Prompt: New series ’How he goes down on you’ - They will be posted youngest to oldest. Jungkook/Taehyung/Jimin/Namjoon/Hoseok/Yoongi/Seokjin

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warning: Smut, oral (female receiving)

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Like Before • Jeff Atkins

Jeff Atkins x Reader

Prompt: You and Jeff were prone to breaking up and making up throughout your three and a half year relationship. This time, however, you knew it was different unlike the others; but you refused to let this be the end of you two, and you’d be damned if you were going to let Jeff Atkins walk away with your heart clenched in his hands.

Warnings: A broken heart and a cute Jeff Atkins.

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Jealous Much? (Pietro x reader)

Good evening babes! I hope your Saturday went well. I love you all, and I’m sorry this weekend isn’t super filled with fics, but it’s a hectic family kind of holiday, so I’m doing my best to be as active as possible. Much love, xoxo

Request:  can you write a pietro imagine where he loves the reader but doesn’t show it so she brings someone else as her date to a party and eventually he gets so fed up that he picks her up and runs off and they have really rough dominant sex? by: Anon

Warnings: SMUT. Cursing. 


Tonight was one of Tony’s grand parties where all important and famous guests came to spend their Friday night. He had asked you to find a date, so that you wouldn’t be alone. Everyone else on the team had a date, well, besides Pietro. Honestly, you had a huge thing for him, but you always thought that he could never feel the same way. He was always so feisty, and it made it hard for you to read him. Was making snark remarks his way of flirting? Nobody knew, especially you. So, having no date within the circle of your fellow Avengers, you had asked one of your old friends if he would accompany you to the party. Luckily, he agreed. 

You slipped on a form fitting black dress with a low neck line, that showed just enough to catch the right person’s attention. Your hair fell effortlessly around your shoulders, brushing lightly against your arms. You met your date at the party, and as you walked across the room, you started catching people’s eyes. They stared at your curvy figure, the exposed parts of skin, and they were head over heels for the way you strutted. You kept mostly to yourself and your date, not wanting to draw attention to yourself. Well, the only person’s attention you wanted was Pietro’s, but you wouldn’t admit it. So, you talked it up with your good friend, bringing up old memories and cracking jokes with them. The two of you were really close, you guys were basically siblings. Naturally, you were more comfortable with them, and you would nonchalantly would drape your arm over them. To other people it would seem like you were a couple, but to you two, it meant nothing. 

But, oh, did it mean something to Pietro. He was drifting away from a conversation with Wanda as he stared daggers at you and your date. The way you put your arm around him, or whisper in his ear, got his blood boiling. Seeing you with him was making him jealous. He should be with one with you on his arm, whispering all the things he was going to do to you later. Yeah, okay, he didn’t ask you. But, it was out of pride. Pietro didn’t want everyone to think that he would just fall to his knees for you. 

At this time, you and Pietro were catching glances at each other, the tension between you two growing. He would slit his eyes at your date then quickly shift his gaze to yours. You would respond with a stoic glare, quietly wondering why he was acting meaner than usual. He was being sassy, and it was pissing you off. But God, did he look good in his suit. The dark blue contrasted against his alabaster skin so well, his bleach blonde hair complimenting the look. You wanted to tear it all off of him, and you were doing so in your mind, biting your lip at the thought. From across the room, Pietro was leaning against the bar, a growl erupting in his throat. He couldn’t take this anymore. You were being a little to friendly with your date for his liking. And seeing you bite your lip got him very aroused. 

“Get the fuck over here, princessa.” A low, raspy voice whispered in your ear, before zipping you off down the hall, leaving nothing but a blue streak in their wake. It all went by so fast, making you very disoriented when he stopped in his bedroom. 

“Pietro, what the fuck?” You furrowed your eyebrows at him, quite baffled at his actions. “I swear to g-” You were quickly cut off by his lips harshly colliding with yours. It was unexpected, but you quickly melted into his touch. You had wanted this for so long that nothing was going stop you now. 

“Stop talking to other men, F/N. I don’t like to share.” He pressed you up against a wall, whispering into your ear, then lightly biting your neck. You moaned, the sensation sending shivers down your spine. 

“Jealous much?” You mumbled under your breath, pressing your lips against his in a passionate kiss. Without saying another word, the two of you quickly tore each other’s clothes off and threw them onto the floor. 

“Fuck, F/N. I want to fuck you so bad.” He mumbled into your neck, sucking on your sweet spot. You already knew he was going to be leaving a bruise there. But, you didn’t mind. If he was marking you as his, then hell, let him do it. He roughly kneaded your breast with one hand, grabbing your ass with the other. You gasped as your nipples began to harden under his touch. He lifted you against the wall, and you wrapped your hips around his waist for leverage. Your bare core brushed against his stomach, earning a moan from him. With every movement, you could feel Pietro’s erection getting harder.

“Why the fuck didn’t you do this earlier?” You gritted through your teeth. Pleasure surged through your veins. Your eyes were dilated with pure lust for him. “If you wanted me all to yourself, you should have done something about it.” You met his gaze, receiving the same lustful look.

“Don’t question me. Piss me off more, and I’ll fuck you harder than anyone has ever before.” He ended with a slap to your ass, leaving a red handprint. You yelped, and he grinned at your reaction. When you couldn’t take the build up anymore, you clawed at his back, trying to lift yourself onto his cock.

“Eager, are we?” He smirked. Then his face turned stern and dominant. “You don’t get it till I say so, princessa.” You moaned. Your bare core was pulsing, and you were leaving your juices all over his toned abs.

“I swear to god…” You said in between moans. “Fuck me already, damn it.” The two of you were fighting for dominance, and both of you were relentless. This time, Pietro gave in, but he wasn’t nice about it.

“You asked for it.” He growled and lifted you up, then forcefully thrusting himself into you, bottoming out inside of you beating core. You screamed his name, painful pleasure erupting in your body. He gave you no time to adjust to his length and immediately pulled out almost all the way before plunging his cock back into you. You clawed at his back and tugged at his hair. He moaned your name, you tight core feeling so good around him.

“Pietro! Fuck… I-I’m almost…” You couldn’t even finish your sentence as you gasped for air, every thrust knocking the wind out of you. He smirked, glad he was getting you to your breaking point. Without warning, he used his speed to thrust in and out of you at mind blowing rates. You screamed out as he hit your g-spot what seemed like a million times.

“Fuck!” You moaned out and your body tensed, your orgasm rippling through your core. Pietro followed close behind, and you felt him twitch inside you, his movements becoming sloppy. He slowed down, rocking you through your euphoria. You felt his hot cum release inside you, then felt it dribble down your thighs. He bit your collarbone and you fell into him, exhausted and blissful. You were slumped against his body as he pulled out of you, then lifted you up into his arms bridal style, laying you in his bed. You eyelids were heavy, and your breathing was slow and deep. Pietro pulled the covers over both of your bodies, pulling you into him. As you fell asleep, you completely forgot your friend along with the party that was roaring downstairs.

You were fast asleep in minutes, and Pietro took the opportunity for his confession. His face softened, a different wave of emotions rippling through him.

“You’re mine, F/N. Never forget that. Because guess what? I’m in love with you.”

Good evening babes!! I hope you had a good Saturday. I got to spend my day with cute babies. Best. Saturday. Ever. Just a reminder that you’re all beautiful and I love you guys!! xoxo



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the best thing he never had ; one

one , two , three

pairing; jungkook x reader

genre; best friend!au 

word count; 3.7k 

a/n; for @elicuh​ ! a wonderful human bean who requested this ! this will most likely be a mini series,,, idk i don’t plan ahead lol 

summary; in this story, you have known your best friend for more than 15 years and you were utterly and wholly in love with him

The city lights became more visible as the bright neon colours had contrasted from the darkening, moonlit sky as you felt yourself become more wide awake as you walked down the streets of the bright city that lit up the mood whether be day or night. Your legs were carrying you from your house in pajamas and a warm leather jacket wrapping you up as you had just awakened from a rather nice sleep that you were enjoying until a certain someone had rung you in the midst of your slumber.

But as always, you could never say no to that certain someone as you had gone through many lengths for him that this particular situation was just a nub on a stick.

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Shape Of You

Sebastian sends you a selfie after his workout.

Pairing:  Sebastian Stan x Reader  

Warnings:   Sexual content, Explicit Sexual, Oral Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk, Language, NSFW, Unprotected Sex (wrap it please), Sebastian Stan, Calvin Klein briefs

Word Count: 2,336

A/N: Yes I know I’m supposed to be working on chapter 6 of The Contest but let me explain.  So I was finishing up my first draft of Chapter 6 when Sebastian Stan happened…fucker goes and posts that locker room selfie.  I tried to ignore it, really I did but this scene popped into my head and it would not let me live until I wrote it down. So sorry (but not sorry).  This is a another quickie that I wrote at work so please ignore the typos and the writing.  I just had to get it out of my head so I could get back to Bucky…

Not sure who to tag so I’ll just include my Sebby smut sisters @evansrogerskitten @ek823 and @pearljamkaren 

If you want to be tagged in future Seb smut, just ask…there is more coming ;)  

Shape Of You

By marvelmom

Sitting in the lobby of the gym, you drum your fingers impatiently on your knee.

“What the hell is taking him so long,” you mutter to yourself as you pull out your phone and start tapping out a message.

I’m ready to go, everything ok?

You stare at the screen, waiting for a response.  Your phone chimes a few moments later.


Brow furrowed, you quickly type a response and hit send.

What’s wrong?!?

You bite your lip nervously as a flood of scenarios race through you head.  Your thoughts are soon interrupted by a picture flashing onto your screen.

You inhale sharply as you take in the image of your boyfriend, standing in front of a mirror in the men’s locker room wearing a scowl on his face and not much else.

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