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âą She leaves you for a woman.
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Nemesis x Male Reader headcanons!
âą She leaves you for a woman.

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being horny changes me bc what do you mean iâll find anything you say hot. like âhow stupid can you be?â very. can i eat you out
NEED a woman to be a little bit condescending to me its so fucking hot like. yes ma'am whatever you say ma'am
God I crave domestic intimacy so bad. Here. Let me take off your shoes or heels. Let me kneel at your feet and press kisses into your thighs. I can eat you out before dinner if you'd like? Once you're breathless and satisfied we can have dinner and watch your favorite shows on the couch.
submissive femmes who get pathetic and needy for you and arenât ashamed to show you how badly they want itđ«Š

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Missionary so she can lock eyes with you and cast the ancient spell that links your souls together for all eternity as you come inside her.
femme whimpering "please, please, please" as you bite into her neck <333
pit fighter abby wip
talking them through it but itâs just me rambling about my nerdy interests while they ride my strap
sexual tension is so hot to me.
imagine playful teasing over dinner and drinks. youâre slowly becoming frustrated - bratty, even. i let it slide for now, let you push back a little before i take the reigns again. your face flushes pink, partly in agitation and partly in response to the heat building in your stomach. then, you scoff and roll your eyes. âyouâre so annoying.â hm, is that so? i lean over, close enough to hear your breath shudder as i trail my hand under your skirt. you swallow a gasp when my finger comes into contact with your wet panties. âyeah, thatâs what i fucking thought,â i whisper in your ear before leaning back in my seat.
youâre so pretty when youâre flustered.

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pitiful sub that canât hold back and cums while being edged, whimpering âsorry! sorry! iâm sorry! iâm so sorry!â in panic
God, I would love to wrap my hands around a femme's waist right now. Nothing gives me euphoria like feeling a femme in my arms, my hands on her waist and her back pressed to my chest.
Ugh, what I would do.
i would wear my femme's blood in a vial around my neck, idgaf about being "too devoted"
did you guys know that if you pin your sub down by the back of their neck and whisper in their ear âthatâs it baby, cum for me. youâre all mine.â right as they cum. you can actually watch their brain short-circuit? do with this information what you will or lets test this theory
yes your soulmate is a lesbian who has a freaky tumblr blog!!

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And if I could?
dbf!abby x reader
minors and men strictly dni
age gap | reader is in 20s and abby is in 30s |reader comes from a wealthy family | abby works for readerâs father
âLola come on out I know youâre in hereâ You searched everywhere for your little Pomeranian. Sure, she was shy but this was the longest it took for you to search for her.
This was all because your father didnât warn you that he was having guests over and you didnât have time to hide Lola inside your room, away from the overstimulating coos of people wanting to pet her and hold her. She was small but ferocious. All bark and she would bite when she felt threatened. Fluffy and cute but fussy and yips a lot (especially at squirrels). Lola reminded you a lot of yourself and that was why you picked her from the shelter.
âPlease come outtt Iâm tired.â You whined. After checking under your bed, you decided that you needed a break and slumped on your fluffy mattress sighing dramatically.
After a few minutes of going on your phone scrolling, you got up to get some cookies downstairs. They were Lolaâs favourite and sheâd always come out when she smelled them. The fact that the cookies were for you too wasnât important.
You open your bedroom door slowly even though nobody could hear you from your room on the third floor. After reaching the second floor, you crouch peeping on the guests downstairs.
From the second floor staircase, if you stayed on the nook of where the staircase curved, the was a slim chance anyone could see you but you could see almost everything downstairs from the living rooms to the double doors, entryway and the giant Christmas tree your parents still had up in the middle of the mansion.
Fuck. Why were they in the second living room?!? They were usually in the main living room or your dadâs office. His guests were his coworkers and that meant Miss Anderson was also there!
It was so unfair. She was so.. even the thought of her seemed wrong. To think of her like that. More than your dadâs best friend. Miss Anderson. The person whoâd always cheer you up and take you to ice cream whenever your mom was too busy to take you. If it werenât for her, youâd already be spoiled rotten.
Your parents had trouble with telling you no but Abby had no problem. The toys that turned into shopping sprees as you grew up. Constantly at Sephora, Ulta, Dior, Gucci⊠yeah. Miss Anderson was the reason why you havenât turned into such a snobby girl. She taught you to spend well or at least tried the best she could. She wasnât immune to your babydoll eyes either.
What annoyed you was that she was a terribly nice person. Youâd try to be flirty with her, only for her to respond with a mere chuckle. As if you were cute for trying. Your face would be scrunched up in anger because she wasnât wrapped around your little finger. Sheâd tell you no when everyone else would say yes in a heartbeat. How could she? Did she not notice? Did she just think you were being clingy? Childish? Your brain hurt thinking about it. Youâve never stopped your antics.. sheâd even respond to them if she was bold enough. Though, not as much as you would like.
âDonât threaten me with a good timeâ
âIâd like to see you try, dollâ
âAlright, donât make me send you to time outâ
Your head spun. Youâd get a feeling in your stomach. Practically scream on the inside whenever sheâd entertain you even if it was just a little. Perhaps to make you shut up. Make you stop.
She was always playful. Her tone, her touches. Sheâd talk to you softly like you were something precious. Hold you like you were glass. Sheâd ruffle your hair. You remember the first memory of her messing with it. You got so mad that she had to make up for it by brushing and braiding it, just like hers.
That was what drove you insane. Was that how sheâs always going to see you? The only way she was going to see you? Youâve grown up now. Didnât she think so too?
Even though you did want to see her, you werenât in the mood for the other guests. You continue peeping while gripping the stair railing. You huff biting your lip contemplating your options. You could go down but didnât really feel like it. What you wore was decent⊠enough. A white off shoulder top with some rhinestones and nothing underneath. A pair of pink short shorts to match. Nobody would care anyway. Orrr you could text your maid. Yes. That was definitely the best option.
So you try. Keyword, try. Youâve been waiting for fifteen minutes and your maid doesnât check her phone once. It occurs to you that sheâs busy tending to your fatherâs coworkers. Okay well youâre just gonna have to get her attention. When you get to the bottom of the stairs you peek around the corner. There was no way of spotting you when you stayed here but the problem was getting to the kitchen.
Multiple âpssst psstâ and whisper shouts of âCassie!â Over hereâ that were meant for your maid fell on deaf ears, she still doesnât notice you. You start scratching the wall with your nails trying to draw attention. Doesnât work. You throw your scrunchie out in the open. Surely sheâd notice right? You hear footsteps coming and sigh in relief
âWhatâre you up to, kid?â Abbyâs voice makes your eyes widen. âAh! You scared me I thought you were someone else.â You hit Abbyâs forearm. Her arms were crossed and her veins, muscles, everything was visible. Her sleeves were rolled. You literally drool at the sight.
âYou dropped thisâ Abby had your scrunchie in her hand. She smoothed your hair out and started to hand comb it. She tied it into a neat ponytail. âThereâ she squeezed your chin with index and thumb. âThanks..â you mumble.
âNeed something? Why else would you come down?â She scoffs, knowing you so well.
âI wanted cookies for Lola. She ran off when papaâs friends came over.â You looked up at Abby and itâs like she could read your mind.
âLet me guess, you texted Cassie and she didnât respond to your petulant whining?â She rolled her eyes.
âNot petulant. I asked nicelyâ
âSureee.â
A beat passes
âWhatâre you guys up to anyway?â You peek around the corner to see them engaged in their conversation. Blueprints were splayed on the table.
âJust a new project. Pretty boring stuffâ She dismissed. âHow were mid-terms, any good?â
âI studied my ass off. Better be goodâ You cracked a smile that made your eyes almost close from how wide it was.
She gave you a smile back and patted your shoulder âThatâs what I like to hear. Keep it up. You should be focused on schoolâ She turned to join the rest but you stop her. âWait. About the cookies..â
âYou want me to go get them.â Abby said like it was a matter of fact
âI want you to go get themâ You repeated. She sighed and that always meant yes from Abby.âYesssâ You do a little fist pump in celebration.
She comes back with the cookies and of course, makes you work for them by making you answer stupid questions relating to your college courses.
A couple of questions later, you have the cookies obtained. âYou know why you had to answer those questions firstâ Abby asks.
Your voices overlap one another as you both answer â-because nothing in life is freeâ
âYada yada yes I know! You tell me so many times. I donât need your life lessons right now.â
Abbyâs face hardened. âDonât be a brat. Say thanks I got you those cookies when you couldâve gotten them yourself.â
âThank you.â You say through gritted teeth.
âThank you, who?â Abby arches an eyebrow
âThank you miss Abby.â You have the hardest time not rolling your eyes.
Abby looks satisfied. Itâs always been the same whenever she succeeded in disciplining you. Got you to behave. Put down an item from a shelf, reconsider buying something, shaping your attitude.
Before you could let loose and say what you wanted you decide to just walk away, going up the stairs cookies in hand hmphâing when you got far enough for her to not retaliate.
You open your bedroom door and immediately hear Lola yip. âFinallyâ Taking a cookie from the plate, you hold it out âAh ah ah not yet. Sit Lola sit.â She does and you praise her before giving the cookie. You lay in bed curled while Lola snuggles up against you. You pet her.
Maybe youâre being silly.
Just a stupid girl with a crush that would go away soon. Abby was unattainable, no matter how much you wanted her. You look down at Lola. âEverythingâs easy for you, isnât it Lols? Wish I could just laze around sit pretty all day and eat cookiesâ
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part 2 of this? i hope itâs understandable some parts might be confusing đ i wrote some scenes based on my own house so tell me if ur like wtf is this im just going w the flow for this dbf abby series wrote this at 3am im gonna sleep now tolddd u guys id write abby dbf abby rise
Been a while since I watched but Iâm pretty sure that besides Viktor, Sevika is the only other character to have literal MAGIC embedded in her flesh and the writers did nothing to explore that. In a show called Arcane.