K-12 y/n au
Jake weeber x fem reader
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Tara yummy can’t wait to see this movie you look gorgeous 
y/n/l/n :Reply ahh your the one who is gorgeous
Jake Webber: my beautiful gf working hard ❤️
Y/n/l/n :replied I miss you so much can’t wait to see you soon I love you 💕
Jake Webber : replied love you more 
Getting ready on set>33
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I got lazy ask for part two
What happens when Angel finds his bestie in heat? 🥵
CW: Reader going into heat, Fingering, Cursing, Oral sex, Self lubrication, Dirty Talk, Soft smut, Fluffy at the End, Crying during sex
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“Angel, I don't want to force you into anything..” You fist his shirt, “..but I trust you.”
Angel lifted your head in his hands to look into your eyes, “You sure?” He asks, wanting to be absolutely positive that this is what you want. You nod, struggling to stand on shaky legs, leaning on him for support. He gives you a soft 'okay’ and lifts you up to set you on the bed. Leaning over, he lets you grab at his clothes. “Off..!” You whine, trying to slide his shirt up, feeling his chest. Angel sits up to quickly shed his shirt, but his hand stops underneath the waistband of his skirt, panting softly.
You bite your lip and spread your legs, watching his hands rather than his face. He can't help the blush that spreads down his neck as he watches you expose yourself to him, slick with your essence. He feels the blood rushing between his legs as he begins to do the same, pulling his skirt and panties down together. Your lips part as he reveals himself, quickly sitting up and rubbing your face on his thigh, hands coming to grasp his hips. “Mmm..can I?” You moan, placing wet open mouth kisses against his thighs. Angel hisses quietly and moves a hand to the top of your head, “Y-yeah..” He stutters out.
With no hesitation, you move to nuzzle the base of his cock, lips sliding along the side before taking him into your mouth. His hands grip your hair, mimicking the moan you let out. “F-fuck babe!” Your eyes slowly close as you sloppily continue to suck, head bobbing back and forth, spit falling from your lips. A wandering hand finds its way between your legs, desperately humping your palm for any kind of friction. Angel accidently bucks his hips into your mouth, throwing his head back when he feels you choke on him. As much as he wanted to chase that feeling, he rips you off by your hair.
Crying out you immediately start whimpering to have him back in your mouth, “N-no! Please! ‘M sorry..need it! Wanna keep going! Wanna-” He cuts you off with a messy kiss, climbing to lay on top of you. You arch into his chest, submissively opening your mouth to let his tongue explore. An embarrassing moan escapes you as your legs instinctively spread wide. Your hips move on their own, trying to catch the tip of his cock on your hole. “Angel, please! N-need you inside!” You whimper against his lips in the kiss. He pulls away slightly, two hands sliding down to your hips, while another moves between your legs. He bites his lip, looking at you with half lidded eyes, “Shit baby, you’re so messy..” He grits out, gathering the slick between your legs and shoves it into your hole. Frustrated, you snap at him, tears streaming down your face, “I can take it! F-fuck! Don't neeed..” Your body automatically folds in half at the sensation, and Angel pushes you to lay back down.
“I've got you..gotta prep you first..” He grunts, pressing his finger deeper before pulling out to add another. Sobbing, you grip the sheets underneath you as he works you open, begging for his cock. He leans over you, pressing his chest against yours, trying to give you the contact that you need. Your arms quickly move to his shoulders and reclaim his lips as he adds another finger. Ghosting against his lips, you once again, try to convince him that you’re ready for him, “Angel, Please! Promise I’m ready, promise!” He slowly pulls his fingers from you, using the wetness to give himself a quick pump before rubbing it on your hole. You immediately tilt your hips up in an attempt to get him to move faster. The initial stretch lights your body on fire as you easily take him, forcing an unexpected orgasm from you. He leans down to cradle your head and sloshes his lips against yours to quiet the howling of your cries. He himself was struggling to keep quiet at the way your hole was desperately trying to milk him.
Not a stranger to overstimulation, he continued fucking you through completion and doubled down his efforts when you moan out for more. With two hands roughly grabbing your ass, he buries himself in you over and over, trying to give you exactly what you need. His other hand gently slides against you back holding you as he murmurs soft words of encouragement to you. “Doin’ so good, takin’ me so well b-baby,” He gasps, hip stuttering as he feels the heat growing in his groin. “So tight…gonna make me cum..s-shit!” Angel himself starts to moan at a higher pitch as he gets closer. “Y-yeah..! Yeah, fuck! W-where do you want it?!” He asks frantically, pressing his forehead against yours, as he whines “I’m gonna cum! Where do you want it!?”
Your legs tightly wrap around him and you pull him by his shoulders to put his weight on top of you. “Inside..need to feel it..need to feel you..” You mumble in his ear as he buries his face in your neck. He continues to roughly rut into you, even while holding you gently. Your head tilts and you bare your neck to him, panting out, “Mmm, please Angel!” Seeing you in such a submissive state throws him off the edge. He bites your neck as he cums, pumping himself to completion inside of you. The moment he finishes, you start to feel the heat from your body slowly diminish and the exhaustion sink in. As you continue to hold him just as tightly, you babble your gratitude to him, “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!”
When he finishes, he sits up only to lean back down when he earns a soft cry from you. He shushes you and whispers, “Hey I’m not going anywhere..” You both lay still for sometime, feeling the rising and falling of each other’s chest and hearing the soft breaths of the other. His arms pull you closer to him as he maneuvers you both to lay on your sides, still keeping himself inside of you despite himself softening. When he goes to stroke your cheek, he realizes that you fell asleep and pulls a blanket over you both. There’s a pang in his chest as he watches you breathe, content that you’re finally calm after seeing you in distress when he initially came home. He gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead before drifting off to sleep himself…
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Tbh when I started writing this and Pt. 1, I realized that I didn't know how to write a character in heat so I just tried to make them as desperate as possible... (0.0)
Sunday xfem reader smut
As Sunday Kalogeras, you find yourself alone in your lavish bedroom, the scent of jasmine filling the air. You're wearing a silk robe that clings to your curves, the ties loosened, hinting at the sheer negligee beneath. You can feel the cool silk sliding off your shoulders as you slowly untie the robe, revealing the lacey black negligee that barely contains your full breasts and hugs your hourglass figure. You sit on the edge of your king-sized bed, running your fingers through your long, wavy hair. Sunday, you spread your thighs slightly, the negligee riding up to reveal toned thighs and a glimpse of black lace underwear. You look at the door, expecting...hoping. You hear a soft knock, pausing to listen intently. The door creaks open slowly, revealing the shadowy figure of the female reader. She steps inside, closing the door behind her. She looks around the room, her eyes finally settling on your form sitting on the bed. She swallows hard, taking in your revealing attire. Without a word, the reader approaches you, her eyes never leaving yours. She sits beside you on the bed, her warm breath fanning over your skin as she speaks softly. "Sunday, you're even more beautiful than I imagined." She reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
It's so cute how your heart races so easily," She murmurs, leaning in closer. Her face inches from yours, you can feel her warm breath on your lips. "I wonder what else makes your heart pound like this." Her eyes flick down to your chest, before meeting your gaze again. "ac's face Sunday, its beautiful face warm with embarrassment, "nerves it is then," she murmurs with a small chuckle. Her eyes flick down to your lips, and she bites her own lower lip, the action drawing your gaze to her mouth. "Want to know a secret? She giggles softly, leaning her forehead against yours. "Alright, I'll tell you a secret," She whispers conspiratorially. "You know how I always sleep in the guest room when I visit?" You nod slightly, encouraging her to continue Well," She pauses, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiles mischievously. "It's not because I snore too loudly, or that the guest room bed is more comfortable." She pauses again, her voice lowering. "It's because...""Because," She whispers, her breath hitching slightly as she sees your eager expression. She swallows hard, her eyes flicking down to her lap where her hand slowly starts to drift beneath the hem of her nightshirt. She spreads her thighs slightly beneath the covers, allowing her fingers to slip beneath the lace of her sleep shorts. She bites her lower lip to muffle any noise as her fingers find the damp lace covering her most intimate area. Her fingers move beneath the lace, sliding along her slick folds. She lets out a soft, shuddery moan as she parts her lips, finding her sensitive clit. Slow circles, pressing gently, teasing herself with feather-light touches. Her hips twitch involuntarily, craving more friction. "Mmm..."She spreads her legs wider, hooking a finger beneath the lace to push it aside. Her middle finger slips easily into her wet heat, curling slightly to hit that spot that makes her gasp. Another finger joins the first, pumping slowly in and out as her thumb rolls circles around her clit.
Oh fuck..." She moaned louder, her body tensing as her fingers sped up. Her thighs clenched, back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure wash over her. She pinches her clit hard between two fingers, crying out as she comes undone. "Yes... yes..."With a final shudder, she removes her fingers, lifting them to her mouth. She sucks them clean, tasting herself. "Delicious," she murmurs, a satisfied smirk on her face. She collapses back on the bed, legs splayed widely, her pussy still glistening and swollen. She curls up on the bed, pulling the blanket over her bare legs. She nuzzles her face into a plush stuffed animal, wrapping her arms around it tightly. "Hehe," she giggles softly, snuggling deeper into the blanket, looking like a contented kitten.
I am flopping so hard
Rough
Part two to the demetra kaligeras smut
You gasp out the numbers as Demetra continues to move against you, her face contorting with pleasure as she cleans herself off on your body. The sensation is intoxicating, and you find yourself bucking your hips helplessly, desperate to reach that peak but knowing you'll be punished if you do. "...eight... nine..." Demetra's voice grows more strained with each number, her breath hitching as she nears completion. She leans forward, her fingers tangling in your hair as she picks up speed, her hips a blur as she grinds against you. "Ten..."With a final cry, Demetra collapses forward, her body convulsing as she finds her release. She stays there for a moment, panting, before slowly lifting herself off you. She runs her fingers through the mess she's made on your belly, then brings them to your mouth You obediently suck her fingers clean, your eyes locked onto hers. Demetra smiles softly, her expression gentling. "Good girl," she murmurs, untying your limbs and massaging your muscles to ease any discomfort. "You took that so well. Here's your reward."She leans down and kisses you slowly, languidly, her touch gentle and almost tender. She slides her arms around you, pulling you close, and for a moment, you're both just two people wrapped up in each other, rather than a dom and her sub. "Sleep now, baby 💕
I’M TIRED OF SMUT, I WANT TOOTH ACHING FLUFF AND HEART SHATTERING ANGST.
y/n: party was good til i got a drink spilt on me by some dumbass
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Hey I liked your writing on reader having to get in between Wolverine and Deadpool all the time 😆 it made me think what it would be like if they were crushing on you and there is a rivalry between them. If you could write what they’d do to win your favor or what shenanigans that would come with it 😂 subtle or not
These two weren’t fond of sharing.
So when the other finds that they have similar feelings towards you, the outcome is never good.
They’re childish in a way where if either Logan or Wade was coincidentally standing too close to you, the other was bound to notice and make a scene out of it, all the while you wished you were anywhere else in that moment.
The pair couldn’t get along even if they bothered to try as sooner or later they’d end up stabbing each other just because the other one was breathing too loudly or just merely existing.
And yet their feelings towards you ends up causing Logan and Wade to butt heads more often, especially if you were constantly teaming up together, with you often being their meditator in all their conflicts.
Wade was more vocal and borderline flirty when it came to interacting with you, he would crack jokes, boop you on the nose or even playfully smack you on the ass just to hear your yelp in surprise and become all flustered.
‘Plush ass you’ve got there, babe! wouldn’t mind laying my head on it sometime and use it as a beautiful fluffy pillow.’ - Wade, skipping away.
Wade could be quite clingy at times so there would be moments where you can barely escape the guy as he hanging on your side like a koala bear.
You: Wade can you let go.
Wade: and let go of my emotional support person? *gasp* Do you want me to die?
You: well considering how fast you regenerate, you technically can’t die-
Wade: do you hate me? Do you think I’m clingy?
You: no- well yes but-
Wade: you hate me!
Wade can be dramatic and the only way to shut him up is to just let him be in close proximity of you and allow him to talk your ear off about how good a dog parents you’d be to Dogpool.
Dogpool is your weakness, you could never say no to Dogpool and Wade knows this like the back of his hand and will use this as leverage over wolverine.
After all It’s not like he has a version of himself that was an actual wolverine or maybe even a honey badger in yellow spandex. So Wade counts this as a win on his end.
Logan on the other hand would be more subtle with his approach, even though to Wade, Logan’s subtly was as an dopey cow standing in a field of grass with how the scruffier man tended to keep by your side protectively; so much so that he might as well start growling at every person who ever laid eyes on you in general.
He’s a guard dog of a man in every sense of the word but how that came to be was from a whole lot of trauma and loosing people he’s ever cared about, so needless to say he won’t act like he’s interested in you at first, his heart had been wounded about as much as his body has and even had the mental scars to prove it.
He’s lived a long life of pain, fighting, suffering and heartache. He’s not going to falter so easily until you did something that made him feel safe enough to fall for you.
Once he has however it was impossible to go about the mission without him always wanting to stand guard by your side when he sees someone he doesn’t fully trust, always using his body as a shield for your own as Logan knew he could handle much more punishment then you could. So he’d rather avoid you being grievously hurt by any means possible.
He’d probably scold you if you ever were hurt as he was afraid that he might loose you, yet his hands were gentle but firm as they worked to patch your wound so it’d heal properly.
Wolverine: you’re an idiot you know.
You: wow I really feel the love over here.
Wolverine: *huffs* you expect me to kiss your ass when what you did was reckless and could’ve killed you? *his hands linger on your own even long after he’s done patching you up as though committing your warmth to memory*
Logan is a secret softy who wouldn’t push you away if you were to ever fall asleep on him, he’d grumble but that’s about it.
He’d even toss you his jacket if you were to ever complain about being too cold or leave it somewhere for you to take yourself, again he’d act like he didn’t want you to but he actually did with how he almost smiled upon seeing you looking comfortable in his jacket.
Logan is evidently more subtle about his crush on you then Wade is, or so he’d likes to think but Wade can messily tell he’s smitten when he sees how Logan’s eyes were quick to follow you in a crowded room with protectiveness and adoration.
Wade: aww has our dear friend taken the stick out of your ass and you fell in love?
Logan: *growls* fuck off Wade.
Wade: *holds his hands to his lips and gasps* oh my gosh! You have! Me too!
Logan: *looks at him* you what?!
Wade: yeah cats out of the bag, I like them too wolvie. you’re not the only one to find them cute, how close minded of you seriously.
They can’t share to save their lives, I’ve mentioned this before but they genuinely can’t even if they tried because one is them was bound to get jealous and try to take you away from the other.
Wade: do you really want to be near me grumpy all the time? Yawn fest much.
You: stop riling him up, you’re making Logan mad. Why are you like this?
Wade: maybe because you deserve to be in the company of someone who isn’t still unhealthily hung up on his previous red headed lover.
Logan: you shut your fucking mouth.
Wade: see! He’s not denying it!
You: I’m going to go now. *leaves*
Logan: you should make full time fuck head your job.
Wade: and you should make full time teenage brooder in a full grown man’s body who still isn’t over his first breakup yours.
The shenanigans that would occur between these two would be headache inducing to say the least.
The constant fights that would break out between them that you’d have to break up.
The bickering over who gets to act like a couple with you on missions. They might even play rock, paper, scissors multiple times behind your back.
Wade probably tried to trip Logan up in front of you once but it backfired when Logan made Wade trip up instead as he puts a hand on your lower back and guided you away from the poor Merc with a mouthful of dirt.
You sat on the couch, a warm cup of tea in your hands, trying to focus on the movie playing in front of you. But your attention kept drifting to the man beside you. Pedro, with his easy smile and comforting presence, always seemed to draw you in, no matter how much you tried to focus on anything else.
"Hey, you okay?" Pedro asked softly, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. His voice was warm, the kind that made you feel like everything was right in the world.
You nodded, but your smile gave away the fact that you were completely distracted. He chuckled, his gaze turning affectionate.
"You've been staring at your tea for the last five minutes," he teased, nudging you with his shoulder.
You couldn’t help but laugh, the sound light and carefree. "Sorry, just... thinking."
"About?" He raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious.
You shrugged, glancing up at him with a shy smile. "Just about how lucky I am to be here with you."
Pedro’s expression softened, his warm brown eyes locking with yours. The playful teasing from before melted away into something more sincere. "You know I feel the same way, right? You’re everything I could’ve asked for."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words. There was something comforting and reassuring about the way he spoke—like he was reassuring not just you, but also himself.
He reached out and gently took your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in that soothing, gentle way that had become second nature between you two. The age gap didn’t matter in these moments—when the world felt like it was at peace, and it was just the two of you, lost in each other’s presence.
"How about we focus on the movie now?" Pedro suggested, grinning once more. "But you’re still my favorite distraction."
You laughed, your heart warm. "Deal," you said, leaning into him, feeling like you’d never want to be anywhere else.
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