smut king and queen

cal calore cuddling hc

- cal cuddling in bed = h e v a n
- he has such a strong grip so if you have to pee during the night good luck™
- but he is a giant cuddly bear, truly
- so I have this headcannon that cal is kinda scared of the dark so he usually has a candle lit when you guys sleep.
- also as a side note when he sleep his face gets all squished and cute and you l o v e it
- anyways
- when he’s really tired and had a long day of doing shit you are usually always in bed before him so he flops down, and grabs you pulling you to him and just mumbles really sleepily “wuv u” and passes out
- he’s a really heavy sleeper so nothing will wake him up, OTHER then you not being in his arms because he will get really protective and panicked when he wakes up and u arnt there
- which almost never happens because he wakes up hella early to workout
- now to actual cuddling
- he is almost always on his back your head on his chest
- and he’s always warm and it’s really warm and lovely and cute and all in all a 10/10 experience

UPDATE: GUYS THIS ISNT FUCKING MARECAL STOP TAGGING THAT SERIOUSLY STOP

anonymous asked:

"We danced in the moonlight, the midnight air chilling around us. He pulled me close, radiating enough heat to keep me warm. I could stay like this forever. 'But I can't' I thought. 'This would never last.' I tried to slip out of his arms only for him to pull me closer. "Don't go. Stay with me," his eyes pleaded. I wanted to more than anything be here in this moment. Perhaps I was deceiving myself, but I thought I could see the same longing I had for him in his eyes. I hoped this was all real."

FIne… I give in… I’ll do the obvious one… so reblog to reach all the MareCal shippers out there…

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Champagne and Regrets, a MareCale story…

Champagne does wonders for betrayal. That first dinner, light years ago, it had tickled my nose and helped me enjoy some of the pageantry around me. It helped me muster through the creeping jealousy every time Evangeline had touched his arm. Of course at the time, I wouldn’t have admitted that it was jealousy. But today, watching them enter the room together, her hand gripping his forearm, it was all I could do not to pop every light bulb over her head.

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My Baby, My Pet

Prompt: Could you please do a hc where Neko!Dan has a heat and Phil helps him?

Author’s Note: DUH DUH DUH DUHHH Delivery from the Phan Smut Queen!!! (why am I like this sometimes) Ask for a hc, get a fic, apparently. (1.7k words)

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Masterlist

Jin:

Sex and Sensuality- Jin(Smut)

Medicine- Jin(Angst Poetry)

If You Love Me, Let Me Go- Jin(Angst)

Mine-Jin(Smut)

Hazard To Myself- Jin(Angst)

Yum- Jin(Suggested Smut)

Sugar and Spice- Jin(Smut)

The City Of Love and Lights- Jin(Fluff)

Four Letter Word- Jin(Smut)

Kings & Queens- Jin(Smut)

Goodbye, My Love- NamJin(Angst)

Sighs & Snow- Jin(Smut/Fluff)

Suga:

Pulse Part One and Two- Suga(Smut)

Sex and Sensuality- Suga(Smut)

All I Need Is One Night- Suga(Smut)

Coincidence- Suga(Smut)

Be My Baby- Suga(Smut)

Teach Me- Suga(Smut)

Taste- Suga(Slight Smut)

What Am I To You?- Suga(Smut/Angst)

Flesh- Suga(Smut)

What Is Love- Suga(Fluff)

Danger- Suga(Smut)

All The Time- Suga(Smut)

Today Was A Good Day- Suga(Smut)

Fuck You Better- Suga(Smut)

Mind- Suga(Smut)

Witch Treachery Teaser||Part One||Part Two||Part Three||Part Four||Part Five- Suga(Smut)

Love Bites- Suga(Smut)

Sweaty and Sweet- Suga(Smut)

Wedding Dress- Suga(Fluff/Angst)

If You Loved Me, Why’d You Leave Me- Suga(Fluff)

In The Crossfire- Suga(Smut)

Late Night Movies- Suga(Smut)

The Distance- Suga(Smut/Fluff)

Bow Down- Suga(Smut)

Merry Christmas!- Suga(Fluff)

Sensual Desire- Suga(Smut)

Truth Or Dare- Suga(Smut)

Hold Me- Suga(Smut/Fluff)

Rap Monster:

Dominate Me- RapMonster(BDSM smut)

Love and Lust- RapMonster(Smut)

Sex and Sensuality- RapMonster(Smut)

Have You Decided?- RapMonster(Smut)

Hate That I Love You- RapMonster(Angst)

Earned It- RapMonster(Smut)

Devils Don’t Fly- RapMonster(Angst)

Everything- RapMonster(Smut)

Delivery- RapMonster(Smut)

Trumpets- RapMonster(Smut)

Submission- Rap Monster(Smut)

Cuffs and Candy- RapMonster(Smut)

Bloodlust- Rap Monster(Smut) Part One||Part Two

Wedding Dress- RapMonster(Angst)

Foreign Sanctuary(A Novel)-||Preface||Part One||Part Two||Part Three||Part Four||Part Five||Part Six||Part Seven||Part Eight||Part Nine||Part Ten||Part Eleven||Part Twelve||Part Thirteen||End- RapMonster

Claustrophobia- RapMonster(Smut)

Goodbye, My Love- NamJin(Angst)

Dirty Little Secret- RapMonster(Smut)

Points For Creativity- Sub!Namjoon(Smut)

4th Hour: Sweater Weather- RapMonster(Smut)

Liquid Pleasure- RapMonster(Smut)

J-Hope:

Sex and Sensuality- J-Hope(Smut)

Three Times The Love- JiHope(Smut)

Red Light, Green Light- J-Hope(Smut)

The Hills- J-Hope(Smut)

Afire Love- J-Hope(Angst)

Coach Me- J-Hope(Smut)

Oasis- J-Hope(Smut)

A Little Fun Never Hurt Anyone- J-Hope(Smut)

Intoxication- J-Hope(Smut)

Half Past Paradise|| Part Two- J-Hope(Smut)

Smoke and Mirrors- J-Hope(Smut)

Fight Or Flight||Part Two- J-Hope(Smut)

Elysium- J-Hope(Smut)

5th Hour: Kiss & Kill- J-Hope(Fluff)

Jimin:

Resistance- Jimin(Smut)

Ecstasy- Vmin(Smut)

Truth or Dare- Jimin(Smut)

Three Times The Love- JiHope(Smut)

Fantasy- Jimin(Smut)

The Moment I Knew- Jimin(Fluff)

Let’s Do This Again Sometime- Part One, Two, Three- Jimin(Smut)

Sex and Sensuality- Jimin(Smut)

Reflection-Jimin(Smut)

Jealousy- Jimin(Smut)

Entice- Jimin(Smut)

Young God- Jimin(Smut)

Dance Like We’re Making Love- Jimin(Smut)

Earned It- Jimin(Smut)

Drenched and Dominated- Jimin(Smut)

Often- Jimin(Smut)

Strawberry Shortcake Surprise- Jimin(Suggested Smut)

Need- Jimin(Smut)

Going Crazy- Jimin(Smut)

No Matter What- Jimin(Suggested Smut)

You Make Me Wanna- Jimin(Smut)

Care To Join Me?- Jimin(Smut)

Wedding Dress- Jimin(Angst)

Plus One- Jimin(Fluff)

House Of Cards- Jimin(Smut)

On Your Knees- Jimin(Smut)

Bonne Nuit- Jimin(Fluff)

Falling In Reverse- A Park Jimin Novel- One~Two~Three~Four~Five~Six

Black Magic- Jimin(Smut)

3rd Hour: Bad Behavior- Jimin(Smut)

V:

Sex and Sensuality- V(Smut)

Who Cares?- V(Fluff)

Ecstasy- Vmin(Smut)

Birthday Baby- V(Smut)

Crazy In Love- V(Smut)

Making Up For Lost Time- V(Smut)

Worth It- V(Light Smut/Fluff)

Starstruck- V(Fluff)

Touch Me- V(Smut)

About To Snap- V(Slight Smut)

Love The Way You Lie- V(Slight Smut/Angst)

Promise- V(Fluff)

Crimson- V(Fluff/Suggested Smut)

Sweet Tooth- V(Smut)

Daddy’s Little Kitten- V(Smut)

Body On Me- V(Smut)

War Of Hormone- V(Smut)

My Lady- Part One / Part Two- V(Smut)

One Last Time- V(Fluff and Angst)

Take Me Home- V(Fluff, Angst and Smut)

Boys Like Girls- V(Fluff)

Le Masquerade- V(Fluff)

Guilty Pleasure- V(Smut)

Blow- V(Smut)

Peaches & Cream- V(Smut)

The Art Of Being Human- V(Angst)

Beg For It- V(Smut)

Little Black Dress- V(Smut)

2nd Hour: A Helping Hand- V(Smut)

Jungkook:

Wet- Jungkook (Smut)

Insecure- Jungkook(Smut)

One, Two, Me- Jungkook(Smut)

The View- Jungkook(Smut)

Surprise- Jungkook(Smut)

One Tough Kookie- Jungkook(Smut)

Lover Boy- Jungkook(Fluff)

All Over- Jungkook(Smut)

Have You Eaten Yet?- Jungkook(Smut)

Give Me Love- Jungkook(Smut)

Sex and Sensuality- Jungkook(Smut)

Honeymoon Heat- Jungkook(Smut)

Can’t Stop- Jungkook(Smut) 

View- Jungkook(Smut)

Careful Where You Stand- Jungkook (Angst/Fluff)

Like It Rough- Jungkook(Suggested Smut)

IDFC- Jungkook(Smut)

Jealous Guy- Jungkook(Smut)

Lost Stars Part One // Part Two // Part Three- Jungkook

Marvin Gaye- Jungkook(Smut)

The Demon Within- Jungkook(Smut) 

Bury Me Alive- Jungkook(Angst)

Arrest Me- Jungkook(Smut)

Desire- Jungkook(Smut)

Turn Me On- Jungkook(Smut)

Thin Air- Jungkook(Angst)

Blow Me- Jungkook(Smut)

Meet Me Halfway- Jungkook(Fluff)

Be My Present- Jungkook(Smut)

1st Hour: Bangtan High- Jungkook(Fluff)

1/3 Cover Series: Lost Stars- Jungkook(Angst AU)

Charcoal- Jungkook(Smut)

BTS:

Unexpected- Part One, Two, Three, Four (Fluff?)

A Compilation Of Cuteness- Part One, Two(Fluff)

Falling Up Into Stars(Fluff)

Biasing Of BTS(a.k.a the struggle)

For You- One, Two, Three, Four, Five, 5.5, Six

Take It Off- Jimin, V, Jin, Rap Monster, and J-Hope(Smut)

Warm, Wet and Wild- Suga, Rap Monster, V, and Jimin(Smut)

Warm, Wet and Wild Part Two- Jin, Jungkook and J-Hope(Smut)

7 Days of Christmas with BTS(collaboration w/ @tramngo99)- Day One- J-Hope| Day Two- Suga| Day Three- Jin| Day Four- Jungkook| Day Five- Jimin| Day Six- Namjoon| Day Seven- V

To… Bangtan Sonyeondan- (Letters Of Love)

Bangtan + Kisses

BTS React: Finding Old Baby Pictures

BTS React: Coming Home Late and Cuddling

BTS React: You Trying to Sexy Dance, but Failing

BTS React(MaknaeLine)- V/Jimin Teaching Jungkook’s Kid Bad Words

BTS React- V Bringing Home Bugs

Snap Chats

Sexy Jimin 

NSFW Maknae Line- feat. Suga and Jin

Cute Jin

Namjoon Missing You

J-Hope Sexy Winter Snaps

Flirty/Troublesome Maknae Line

Hobi Crushing On You

Innocent Taehyungie~

Morning After Kinky Night w/ Jimin

Suga Missing You

Sexy Jikook

Needy Jimin

Kinky Kookie

Rapline Being Cute

Daddy!Yoonmin

NSFW Namjoon/X/Suga

Yoongi Teasing You(Slightly Smutty)

NSFW Jimin

Daddy!J-Hope

Daddy!Namjoon

Boys Teasing Jungkook

Icons

Blushy Jungkook 

Jin, J-Hope and Jimin

Bias Appreciation

Bias Tag- RapMonster(Admin Eggplant)

Bias Tag- Suga(Admin Tomato)

Q&A with Eggplant and Tomato

Eggplant’s Adventures

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

//here it is:) enjoy!//

Updated as of: 2/21/16

~if any of the links don’t work or send you to the wrong place, please let me know so I can fix it:)~

Fair Maiden

Requested: no

TW: threesomes, foursomes, medieval times? Lol

Summary: basically the LARPing episode but with extra stuff and no LARPing 

Originally posted by deangifsdaily

Originally posted by bilbo-baggins

The small village of Lawerence was nestled in the woods on the outside of the Winchester kingdom. Many of it’s inhabitants loved the village and the kingdom that reigned. Food was plentiful, wealth was distributed as fairly as possible, and monsters were kept at bay.  War, while frequent due to the Angeles and Satanis kingdoms, was fought gallantly by the knights. 

The knights were a favored sight among many young girls and guys. Bragging rights and beers were bought for anyone who could bed one. Beding one was fairly easy, but once the stunning Dean Winchester took his oath as King Winchester he stopped his wolfish ways. There were still rumors though, of his marriage to Queen Charlie Bradbury- Winchester formerly of Oz. She was suspected of sneaking off with a young maiden every so often. No one could confirm it, but fair y/n wore the deep red colors of the Winchester kingdom around her wrist.  

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King Alistair and Caoilainn Cousland

Mother of Griffons

Pt 1: Mother of Griffons
AO3 and FanFiction

Pt 2: Bond of the Grey
AO3 and FanFiction

This simply INCREDIBLE (OMG I CAN’T STOP LOOKING AT IT ALL THE TIME) art is by @xla-hainex

King & Queen (Roan x Reader) SMUT

Request: Hi I just really need a king roan of azgeda x Queen reader of azgeda, who’s an azgeda grounder, smut. The classic raging jealous smut, where he sees Bellamy heavily flirting with the reader, his wife, the queen of azgeda. Dom!Roan x Sub!reader. Kinky, if your okay with writing kinky smut. I love you and your blog so much!!! -xoxoxo (overstimulation and daddy kink) 

Originally posted by riddlvr



“You are Queen of Azgeda.”

“And you are my King.”

“Then why did Bellamy feel it was okay to flirt with you?” Roan questions, his head tilted upwards as his eyes studied you, making you feel as if he wasn’t talking to his wife but a subject. It doesn’t bother you though, Roan knows what you like.

You furrow your eyebrows when you realise he’s not joking around, “He acts like a child.” You laugh, running your hands along his chest in efforts to cup his face but Roan’s hands grab your wrists and hold them up in the air. 

You raise an eyebrow, a smirk etched on your face. “Someone’s jealous.” 

 “He should be the jealous one,” Roan tells you, his eyes glancing from your eyes to your lips, “He doesn’t know how good I make my Queen feel. But after tonight, he will.” His soft lips attack yours. When lets your hands loose, he places his palms against your ass to push you closer to him. “I’ll make you feel so good.” He begins kissing down your neck as his hand reaches up your dress to rub you excruciatingly slowly through your panties. 

 “Is that a promise?” You moan, feeling yourself getting wetter by the second as his expert fingers play with you. 

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SEVENTEEN as types of fanfic writers

scoups: the writer with all the established relationship AUs, the ‘family with 2 kids and a dog’ AUs, all tooth rotting fluff with literally no angst. the writer that will always make you want to punch a wall to feel manly again and the one you go to in the hopes of mending your broken heart after reading fics by the the8 writer.

jeonghan: writes for every single ship and AU under the sky and you literally hate them because they will never write for the same ship twice and yet every ship that goes through them works and you just want more. makes you ship stuff you never would’ve thought possible but also ends you because you’ll never find another writer that writes that rare ship as well as they do.

joshua: the writer that has one fic for each fandom so when you go to their page in the hopes of finding other related fics, you’re left utterly disappointed because it’s always a one time thing. dabs into every genre (still haven’t touched smut yet because that’s a step they are not sure they are ready to take) and just generally very solid.

jun: the queen/king of smut like even the most hardboiled readers will blush and giggle like a schoolgirl when reading their fics. it’s not because they write some of the kinkiest shit (they do) but because they’re just that good. also makes you question yourself because getting turned on by that can’t be normal or healthy in any way.

hoshi: the one who has 16 unfinished fics, all literally one chapter away from finishing and all leaving you on a horrible cliffhanger. they always promise that the ending will be up soon but when you get an alert, it’s to discover that they posted the first chapter of fic number 17. you’re still waiting for the first 16 to be finished.

wonwoo: the hurt/comfort writer who has perfected the balance between angst and fluff. your heart dies and swells with their fics. occasionally inserts some smut into their stories but it is always smut with so! much! feels! so you just end up getting horribly emotional. finishing their fics leaves you feeling empty and hallow inside.

woozi: updates once every 8 months but every chapter is a 20k word monster and always beautifully written and makes you cry. you always feel like trash when you compare your writing to theirs. never fails to reply to every single one of your comments and literally every reply is the length of a standalone fic.

dk: the crack writer, will turn everything into crack and humor. expect crack ships, crack AUs, basically crack everything with this writer. every fic will bring you laughter and they will always have their tumblr or twitter linked in their notes, which also happens to be almost longer than the fic itself. literal positivity in human form.

mingyu: writes only the most overdone of cliches and tags are a mess. probably has the line “summary sucks but story is good, promise” and every chapter is less than 1k in length. surprisingly, if you’re ever desperate enough to click one open, you discover that the story is actually decent and quite interesting and well written.

the8: the one with the fked up storylines (and tags) that you hate but still can’t help but read because they are amazing. angst/tragedy all the way and expect that 'major character death’ tag. literally no one has a happy ending, like ever (you can’t help but still hope for one even if death seems like the only solution to the problem by now).

vernon: the one that fucks you up real good because of how utterly beautifully their fics are. summary are one liners, tags are kept to a bare minimum, fic length ranges from 200 words to 7k and are always a treat to read no matter what. the writer you also go to for advice because they care so much about your wellbeing.

seungkwan: the one who writes all the human AUs and college AUs. no matter what fandom, this writer will throw the characters into real life settings and love triangle dramas. you don’t want to piss them off because they will sass tf outta you and they have a strong and loyal following that will back them up

dino: the one who starts a fic but never updates again. has 29 unfinished stories, each with great plot and promising start but nothing updates and it kills you a little on the inside every time. multifandom trash af.

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Machine Heart, a walking dead fanfic | FanFiction
America is reduced to two well-protected territories: The Safe Zone and the Gates of Hell. After losing his partner (and, secretly, the love of his life) Michonne, renegade cop Rick Grimes wakes up one surreal day to find that she has been reanimated as a perfect cyborg replicant of his love. And as cyborg Michonne learns to be human, he falls all over again. SCI-FI/SMUT

The first chapter of Machine Heart has been posted. This is only the prologue, but hopefully it sets the scene – and expectations – for my plans for this unusual Richonne story. Get ready for alll the sci-fi goodies, lots and lots of angst, action, and of course, glorious smut like only the King and Queen can deliver.

Bonus:

Face claim for COMPANION LIZZY:

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A Dream Of Family - HouseGameOfPotter - Game of Thrones (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen
Characters: Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen, Tyrion Lannister, Drogon (ASoIaF), Rhaegal (ASoIaF)
Additional Tags: after the war, Game of Thrones - Freeform, R plus L equals J, Aunt/Nephew Incest, relationship, Smut, shamless smut, Sex, Lots of Sex, Jon Snow is a Targaryen, King Jon Snow, Queen Daenerys
Summary:

The wind blew through the chambers of the newly crowned King and Queen of Westeros who were staring off the balcony and looking down at the land they were now calling home. It was quiet, Eerily quiet.

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BRAND NEW FANFIC BY ME ON AO3. SMUTTY LOVELINESS.

day 7: gorgeous/grotesque [izusaku]

@madasakuweek here’s the smut!

this is inspired by the eleusinian mysteries, where persephone/demeter were worshiped.


Izuna shifts a bit nervously, eyes bright with anticipation.

“Cease your fidgeting,” Madara says with a shove to his brother’s shoulder. “It’ll be fine.”

“B-but I’ve never been!” Izuna says, hating the way that it sounds like a whine. “I’m not sure what to do!”

“She’ll instruct you,” Madara replies calmly, “as she has with all of us.”

Izuna nods, gaze still darting about in anxiety. He takes in the rapidly darkening night sky, the billow of flames from the torches his family members carry, and the thrum of expectancy that hangs thick and low in the air.

The Uchiha make this trek annually but this is Izuna’s first time to be allowed to join in the festivities.

He is the youngest one present, from both the main and branch families.

Izuna closes his eyes, trying to calm his fluttering heart. He is painfully anxious but he does his best to control it, knowing that every single one of his family members has experienced this too.

It is the first time he will couple with anyone, let alone a god.

“Relax,” Madara says, placing a gentle hand on Izuna’s shoulder. “We’re almost there. She will take care of you.”

Izuna chooses not to point out that it is he who should be taking care of her.

After all, a bountiful harvest depends solely on the satisfaction of their patron god.

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MASTERLIST

master list of fanfictionnn !!! all written by me


–TATE LANG DON–

Your perfect (smut)

–KYLE SPENCER–

I missed you so much (fluff)

A night alone (smut and fluff)

–JIMMY DARLING–

Caught in your underwear (Smut)

bathtub (smut)

–JAMES MARCH–

Devils Night part one (slightly smut)

Devils Night part two (smut)

Never disrespect the queen part one (Fluff)

Never disrespect the king part two (smut)

–JAMES FRANCO–

Proposal (fluff)

–DYLAN O'BRIEN–

part 1 (fluff)

–HARRY STYLES-

Harry X Shawn X Reader: Fighting over you

–SHAWN MENDES–

Harry X Shawn X Reader : Fighting over you

Back Again | Charles Vane x Reader (part 2 of 2)

Originally posted by kissmyglitter

[GIF not mine] - READ PART ONE HERE

Requested by Anon: “First off I want to say how amazing your blog is!!!! I’ve been looking for stuff like this since the end of Black Sails! I was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader brings Vane back from the dead (Kinda like Calypso & Barbosa In POTC) and Vane ends up falling for the reader. Thanks !!”  +  “Vane is Made Pirate King of Nassau and makes reader his Queen” + smut as ‘requested’ by @selldraug

A/N: I just want to thank you, Anon(s), because I really enjoyed developing your request! Also, this is my first attempt at smut since ages, and anyway nobody’s ever read my smuts. Your opinions about how it turned out would be sooooo appreciated!

Fandom: Black Sails. Pairing: Charles Vane x Reader

Warnings: what if in which Vane is still alive. SMUT

Requests are OPEN

Word-count: 2964

Your name: submit What is this?


It took Charles Vane days to convince Y/N to help him with the conquest of the port of Nassau, but he eventually succeeded. He hoped Y/N would keep her promise because once back into civilization he’d really need her help.

He had spent a lot of time training her with the two swords she somehow had in a trunk under her bed. And damn, she was now very good at it! She had whined all the time because she wasn’t sure she really wanted to do this, but he hadn’t listened to her and he was so proud of the result.

And then something happened.

They had been fighting all day and he had taught her some moves. It had been an exhausting day and they had somehow ended up kissing each other. It hadn’t been a sweet kiss or a passionate one: it had been hungry, almost as though their lips and tongues had been continuing that day’s training.

Then, as swift as it had come, the kiss broke.

They hadn’t talked about what had happened ever since.

Even now Charles was sure he had felt the sea on her lips and that wish came up again: to be with her because he loved the sea and she was the sea. And how could he let that slip from his fingers?

He could lose Nassau, he could lose the gold, he could even lose his crew. But the sea, that never-ending and yet finite expanse of water and thrill… Even with nothing left he would never let go of it. That same salt water flowed in his veins and determined who he was.

A pirate.

A Captain.

And even though he could have a safe and peaceful life with Y/N, he didn’t want all those men to let go their real identity. It was love, what they felt, and it was life. And what was a man without love and life? What was a pirate without the sea and all it had to offer?


In front of him, there was Nassau teeming with life and not even night was able to put the town to sleep.

Hidden behind a group of palm trees, Charles Vane and Y/N observed its life, the coming and going of pirates and harlots. Two Englishmen stood at the entrance of the building where – according to Vane – Eleanor lived.

Woodes Rogers probably lives there too, he had whispered in her ear while pointing at the building with his sword.

Y/N had been quiet ever since they had left her cottage that afternoon.

She was scared, Charles Vane could almost feel it on his skin like when the sea gets ready for a storm. He could see the flames of the bonfires in the distance reflected into her eyes while she looked at them.

“I didn’t remember this place to be so beautiful,” she whispered, crawling a few feet back to hide behind the remaining of old launches.

He followed her and laid against the wood. “Why did you leave?”

“I thought we had an agreement.”

“Jack Rackham hasn’t come out yet. We have some time to talk.” He wanted to know. He needed to know something about her. She knew almost everything about him and to him she still was a mystery.

“It’s stupid,” she said, hoping that those words would cut the conversation to an end. But he urged her to speak and she didn’t know how to say ’no’ to him anymore. “I was kind of a slave, something like seven years ago. You know, a fanatic captain found me in the Caribbean and thought I was Calypso. He was so convinced of it that he kidnapped me.”

“Calypso?” Charles chuckled. “As in the goddess of the sea?”

Y/N nodded. “He wasn’t a very lucky pirate and his crew grew angrier by the second. He thought that maybe with me by his side he’d tame the sea, he’d turn it to his side. Which was the most stupid thing I’ve heard ever since I can remember – I am no goddess and sure as hell I can’t tame the sea,” and she laughed a little. “You just can’t tame it. However, I ended up here and when he understood that I couldn’t be of help… well, he did things to me – bad things. No one helped. They all stood by and stared, all those people, but never reached out to help me. In the end, I left.” She turned to looked at him and found him staring intently at her. “I hope this is your only question because – as I’ve already said – the past stays in the past.”

He tilted his head and eventually nodded. He wanted to know that captain’s name but knew well enough that she wouldn’t answer that question.

Charles could understand why that guy thought she was Calypso. She looked beautiful, free yet caged, but there was something inside her, something deep and as old as the sea, that couldn’t be tamed. There was a spark in her eyes, something that death and torture couldn’t switch off.

And yet she had brought him back. He had died and yet still breathed. What human being could do something like that? And what was the price of such a miracle? He knew nature wasn’t keen on giving without receiving something in return.

What had been the price of his resurrection?

He was about to ask her, to force her to answer him, when a well-known voice caught his attention. When he turned, Jack Rackham, his former quartermaster, was taking a piss.

Charles grabbed Y/N’s arm and pointed at Jack. “Go take him. I don’t care what you do, but bring him here.”

She snorted but stood up anyway.

“Hi there,” she smiled when she reached him.

Jack started in surprise and hurried to put his prick where it belonged. He turned around and furrowed his eyebrows. “Who are you?”

“A friend,” she simply answered before she sweet-talked him into following her.


Keeping Jack’s surprise quiet had been quite a challenge, but Y/N had eventually shut his mouth by putting her handkerchief into it.

Convincing him to help the two of them… well, that was something Y/N would never willingly do ever again.

But in the end, Jack Rackham had gathered them an army – or, better, a bunch of drunk nostalgic pirates. Y/N had looked at Charles and stopped herself just in time from saying: “You must be kidding me.”

Even when that Jack guy told them that the Brits had sent back home their ships and only kept two in the bay, the girl remained pissed.

“This is going to be a suicide,” she muttered to Charles a few nights later, after one of their gatherings with the men.

“Probably,” he answered, looking up at her before downing his rum. Fuck, he hadn’t drunk that shit in ages and he had missed it. “But I’m not giving up on what’s mine.”

“And what exactly is yours?” Y/N bit back. “You died. Nothing’s yours anymore.”

“The sea still is. And it’s theirs too. Some of them know nothing else – and others want nothing else. That guy thought you were Calypso and held you captive because of that. Knowing what that feels like, would you want other women or girls to go through that?”

She shook her head no.

He stood up and grabbed her by her waist, surprising the both of them. “I won’t let those men lose what’s theirs.”


It took them time to be ready to attack and to find enough men to win. Charles would’ve been happy to have Flint’s help and that of his crew, but he wasn’t that lucky that time.

Vane and Y/N had split up. He and his men were aiming at Eleanor and the Englishmen on the island, while Jack, Y/N, and their men were swimming silently towards the two British ships left in the harbor.

Y/N still believed this was a suicidal idea. They were all gonna end up dead, whether they’d be shot, hung or pierced by a sword.

“Such a bad idea,” she muttered under her breath while climbing the ladder to get into the ship.

And those fuckers had sent her up first.

Jesus Christ, she’d never understand pirates.

Luckily no one was in sight and she was soon joined by Jack.

She looked at him and shook her head. “You sure we can trust the others with that other ship?”

He simply nodded. “They’ll free the port, and Vane will free the land. We all get what we want and he can rule as he has always wanted.”

She let the men go first. The idea of killing… well, she didn’t like it that much. She’d rather help Charles without murdering anyone, but…

“Hey, you!” someone angrily yelled.

She turned in the direction of the voice. One of Rogers’ men was walking towards her.

“I thought we said no whores on board,” he yelled again. When he reached her, he grabbed her wrist, hurting her.

“Excuse you?” Y/N was fuming. Her? A fucking whore? She stood there, her wrist in his grasp, dripping on the deck of that stupid ship. And she was being called a ’whore’. Before she knew it she had taken her gun and had shot him in the forehead. “Your mother might be a whore, you jackass,” she hissed. She kicked his corpse and took his gun.

She was so done being nice with everyone. She had been called a whore enough when he still believed her to be Calypso. She wasn’t going to stand someone else calling her like that anymore.

 


“What’s all that blood?” Charles asked when Y/N got back to the shore with Jack and his men.

“You know, the Brits bleed too,” Jack huffed, grabbing the rum bottle from which Anne Bonny was drinking. “Eleanor?” he asked.

“Inside your whorehouse,” was Vane’s answer. “Tied up, with Rogers.”

“How did you even come back to life?” someone asked, his voice standing above all the other voices.

He shrugged the question off his shoulders, grabbed Y/N’s hand covered in blood and headed to what had once been Eleanor Guthrie’s chambers.


The bedroom in which he led her was cool, a blessing compared to the mugginess outside. The shutters were closed and three oil lamps light the room up.

“You okay?” he asked her, turning her face left and right to check for wounds.

She moved his hands off her face. “I’m fine,” she answered, pissed off. “Are you?”

He laughed. “You need more than this to hurt Charles Vane.”

“Should I remember you that the last time Charles Vane got killed?”

She shook her head and turned towards the window.

Dawn was crawling its way through the splits in the shutters.

“What’s wrong?” he walked up behind her, the smell of sea and blood hitting his nostrils.

If she wasn’t Calypso, he didn’t know who else could be.

“I’m so pissed,” she sighed, massaging her temples.

He kissed the exposed skin of her right shoulder. And there it was, the taste of the sea, the taste of life. He shouldn’t be drawn to her, he knew it, but fuck.

“Why are you pissed?” he whispered against her skin. He started to wipe the blood off her cleavage.

“This was a fucking suicide,” she hissed. Her hands were trembling furiously. “I killed four people.”

“Hey.” He turned her around and moved locks of hair behind her ears. “It’s okay. You’re okay. We’re all okay.”

“Not them,” she whispered back, wiping some blood off her forehead. “Does this make me a bad person?”

Charles moved to grab a shirt from a chair, dipped it into the washbowl on the desk and used it to clean her face. “You brought me back, without even knowing me, without wanting anything in return. You’re one of the best people I’ve ever met.” He didn’t even know he could be this sweet, he noticed. He just couldn’t help himself around her.

They stared at each other for a while. From outside came the sound of men cheering and singing. Some of the girls from Jack’s brothel were laughing and probably someone was dancing.

Then, suddenly, Y/N reached up, grabbed his cheeks in her bloodied hands and kissed him hard.

It was like a continuation of their first kiss: rough, needy, greedy.

He kissed her back and grabbed her butt, lifting her off the ground. When she circled his waist with her legs, he grunted.

She tugged at his hair, her body pressed up against his, her wet clothes soaking his.

When he broke the kiss she was about to whine, but he attached his lips to her previously bloodied neck and she let out a moan. That kiss had her hips grinding involuntarily against his waist.

Holding her tight, he walked her to Eleanor’s bed and laid her down, laughing a little when she didn’t make a move to remove her legs from his waist. She laughed too and she looked flustered, with her hair dripping on the pillow and her crumpled blood stained clothes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he grinned, taking his shirt off.

She freed herself from her shirt too and got up to kiss his lips again. He tasted like home, like safety, and for a minute of two, she bathed in the hope that she’d somehow be safe with him by her side.

Without breaking the kiss she fumbled with his belt, trying to unbuckle it.

A few minutes later they had somehow managed to undress each other and Charles was now kissing her neck, her hands tugging his hair almost painfully.

His lips burned her skin like fire in their descent down her cleavage and on her breast. Y/N was panting desperately, grinding against his erection.

Charles groaned again and lightly bit the side of her left breast.

“Charles,” Y/N panted.

He looked up at her, smirking, rubbing his thumbs against her already hardened nipples. Some of the blood he had had on his face was now smeared on her skin and this mere fact turned him on even more. “What?”

“I’m begging you.” She was almost whining, wiggling under his gaze.

Her hair was a mess on the pillow and she’d most likely end up knotting it, but she looked like she didn’t care.

Vane went back to kiss her breast and then down to her stomach, lightly touching her bellybutton with his nose. His right hand slipped down to grab her thigh while he positioned himself at her entrance.

He raised his gaze again. She was staring at him, heavily breathing, her chest furiously rising and falling. That was a sight that even the sea couldn’t beat.

He pushed inside her slowly and watched as Y/N’s eyes rolled back in her head, her back arching. He pushed deeper until his hips touched hers and he bent down to kiss her breasts. He let her hands crawl up his arms until her fingers tangled in his hair.

He teased her a little more, kissing her neck and staying still. Then, suddenly, he pushed out and then back in fast. She gasped against his neck and urged him to keep moving, her breath ragged against his skin, her breast brushing against his chest, driving him crazy.

He pushed in again and kissed her behind her ear, inhaling the smell of salt water in her hair and setting up a pace.

Soon enough Y/N was panting even harder under him, kissing and biting the skin of his neck. She was moaning his name again and again and he thought he had never liked it like that before.

“Oh gosh,” she sighed suddenly, scratching his back with her nails, sending shivers down his spine.

He pushed out. “On all four,” he groaned and grabbed her waist when she did as he ordered her.

He opened her legs a bit more and positioned himself between them, bending forward to grab the headboard as he penetrated her again. He straightened his back and started pounding into her fast, hard, mercilessly, grabbing her hips so hard with his hands that bruises were going to form.

She was pushing against him, trying to meet his thrusts.

“Jesus, Charles,” she moaned so loud that he thought everybody on the beach would now know what they were doing.

She stood up, standing on her knees, and rested her head on his left shoulder, grabbing his neck with her right arm. One of his hands snaked up to grab her left breast while he kept thrusting hard into her, moaning her name, biting the skin of her neck, sucking all the salt off it.

A second later he felt her body clench around him and she was a panting mess in his arms, eyes rolled back in her head, body covered in sweat.

He came a few thrusts later, biting her neck and leaving a mark.

When he pushed out of her again, she laid down and dragged him down with her.

“I’m finally king of this fucking place,” he panted, letting her snuggle against his chest.

She laughed. “I’ve never been in the presence of a king.”

He chuckled too. “You helped me with this and with coming back from the dead. I think you can be in my presence whenever you want,” he said. “Wherever you want,” he added and she chuckled.

With Calypso in his arms he’d stand the idea of not going to sea whenever he wanted, he thought. And shit was it worth it!


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Remember Me - Blue_Writer - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/?
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Background & Cameo Characters, dragons…just…dragons, Other Characters

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Dragons, Temporary Amnesia, Near Death Experiences, Princes & Princesses, Tsundere Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki is a Dork, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Top Bakugou Katsuki, Pining Bakugou Katsuki, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Minor Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Eventual Happy Ending, Fantasy, Wet Dream, Kings & Queens, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Flower Crowns, Flower Rings, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Slow Burn, Slow Build
Summary:

It had been years since Bakugou was exiled from his home and became the savage dragon king, but one good thing finally came to his life when he met Izuku again. The only issue, is that he doesn’t remember him.


(Hiya! This is something that I have been working on for a little over a few weeks, and I’m still working on the 5th chapter! Come check out my fic if you are interested!! I hope you enjoy!! Plus Ultra!!)

Please, Don’t Leave Me

Pairing: Harley Quinn x Joker

Request: 1, 5 , 13 & 14 pleaseee (Click Here to view writing prompts)

Description: The Joker stops paying attention to Harley, and the only way she knew to get it back was to cross a line she never dared to before. 

Smut: No

Words: 1742

Requests are open!

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