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Sorry to my peeps, I don’t know when I’ll write again because my writing is shitty lets be honest and I don’t have any ideas or feel like I can write good, plus I’ve been more into reading and I’m reading ‘The naturals’ so Michael Townsend is my man right now, I’m sorta phasing out of Billie sorry!
percy jackson smut!! or micheal townsend smut!!
or both [seperately] :p
Word count: 0.6k
warnings: suggestive. Mdni. Smut implied. Fem!reader and also little bit of blood.
There was a rule in the Naturals house that was implicated. Never talked about but always there. Anyone with human decency would understand that rule. Michael didn’t do human decency though— at least not with authoritative figures.
The rule was: let’s not have sex just anywhere at any time.
But Michael couldn’t keep his hands to himself when he saw you come up the driveway. Away on some mission that needed your expertise. Did he ever mention two days was too long away from you?
He’s kissing you in the back of his car— the old one that’s all beat up and smashed the metal being a sign of his pent up anger. The car that’s doors were beyond fixable, not even being able to close properly anymore and it’s in the very front of the yard. You have to be careful or you’ll get nicked by loose glass. But that’s the last thing on your mind when he’s kissing you so feverishly.
“I missed you.”
Michael mumbled against your lips and he’s busy trying to find a good position with your legs around his waist.
“Me too—”
You missed him just as much, if not more than he did. It’s like your two souls were trauma bonded at this point. It was hard to work a case without him.
“You didn’t text me or call at all. What am I, chopped liver?”
Michael finally found a position in the back seat. He’s conflicted between tearing off your jeans or to keep squeezing your ass.
“No—” you both share kisses that are wet and sloppy. “No of course not. You’re ground beef at best.”
Michael smiles. You can tell by the way his lips curve against yours. Usually he’d be better at holding his emotions, but not when he’s been yearning too hard for you.
Your own hands trail under his shirt, in his hair. Mapping out all that you’ve missed for the last forty eight hours while Michael finally decides to undo the button on your jeans.
He pulls away just for a moment. Enough to shove your jeans down but he gets a good look of your panties first, making him hesitate.
They’re nothing scandalous— far from it. It’s not even a dirty cut. Just regular everyday panties, white. But there’s lace near the thighs and there’s little brown teddy bears dotted all around. Tiny bow right in the middle.
“When did you get these?”
“Oh.” You look down. Laughing at little at getting caught in such silly underwear.
“I didn’t have time to pack anything before the case. So we went to the mall. Quick outfit change.”
Usually Michael’s prone to seeing you in more nude colors. Plain simple cut. But these— these make his heart skip a little faster. Maybe it’s his corruption kink kicking in, or maybe it’s something else entirely.
“They’re nice.”
Michael’s thumb slips right in between your legs. Pushing around your slit. He can tell the kissing made you wet.
“I should get you more.”
“You should.”
Michael watches as your body sinks into the car more. Relaxing with how his thumb easily finds your clit thanks to the little bow guiding him.
His favorite thing is to watch how your emotions change. He can see genuine pleasure overtaking your body by his hand. There’s absolutely no faking with him.
“Ow—” your face suddenly changes to pain and Michael pulls away. Looking at where your arm has been brought up and a small shard of glass gets stuck in your forearm.
“You just had to go and hurt yourself didn’t you?”
Instead of Michael apologizing— which he does feel sorry for, it’s totally his fault for bashing in the windows— he starts to button your pants up again. Tenderly taking your arm in his hold.
“What happened to that ‘I miss you’ shit a second ago?”
“Moment’s gone.”
Michael kicks the door open— it hardly even locked in the first place— and gently starts to lead you inside.
“Come on. I’ll kiss your owie and then I can show you how much I really missed you on the bed.”
꣑ৎ SEDATE ME ୧ featuring : MICHAEL TOWNSEND . r is lowkey a kissgirl. ━━━━━⠀⠀.⠀ est. relationship.
୧ ׅ 𝙳ear readers ⊹ ۫ . 🕯️ ♡ ׂ ۪ ੭ MY LEGS R SHAKING I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE LET ME GI HOME!!!!!!! anw. michael townsend 4 uuuuu ( by u i meant bella ) kinda humorless, i made this while hiding in the bathroom 😕 also a lil girl gave me a pop tart so shoutout to her, she was such a sweetheart!!
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⋆˙⟡ my favorite sibling duo of all time actually. pls dni if you ship them ok
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michael has a stash of coffee flavored candy in his car and all his jacket pockets in case sloane needs it to calm down
he once convinced her to play poker with him and she knocked the pants off him
he is still in shock to this day
sloane gets really bad panic attacks sometimes and michael feels a little bit at fault because it was supposed to be him that died in vegas, not aaron
sloane sometimes steals michael’s sweatshirts. he pretends not to notice and then tries to steal them back later (with mixed results)
sloane can be very submissive to peer pressure. michael tends to use this to his advantage occasionally.
ok in the kitchen separately or with someone else. its a struggle if it's just the two of them.
they play mario kart together. and occasionally other video games if michael can talk sloane into it
obviously they blow things up in the basement together a lot!
sloane got michael into puzzles
he prefers to do them with her than by himself
in part cuz sloane is really good at puzzles.
michael always drives them when the two of them go somewhere. sloane is terrified of his driving.
to be fair he has almost gotten into a crash a few times
michael always swoops in with a distraction when he notices sloane is getting a little too stressed
when sloane wakes up in the middle of the night from nightmares and neither cassie nor celine are at the house that night she goes to michael. she doesn’t try to wake him up she just crawls in the bed and curls up next to him
alternatively if michael has a nightmare he goes and finds sloane. she’s always in her room or the basement. she never pushes him to tell her anything she just does her best to help him feel better
michael was the first natural sloane told about her mother’s overdose
michael taught sloane how to drive. he thought he was fairly successful. sloane did not trust 90% of what he told her about driving
he also helped her pick out a car!
michael accidentally snapped at sloane once when he was upset and frustrated over something to do with his father and she wanted to try to help him but didn’t know a better way to do it than her statistics. he apologized later obviously but sloane was skittish around him for quite a while afterwards
michael tried (with varying results) to push sloane to figure out she had a crush on celine
then he tried to set them up
michael and sloane make rly elaborate hot chocolate (instead of coffee) when one or both of them is upset
impossible to watch a movie in silence with these two yappers
michael reads actors emotions and sloane rattles off her statistics (already basically canon 😭😭)
michael talks sloane into talking to lia for him when they’re off
after aaron died michael hung around sloane as much as possible in case she needed someone
he helps her sort through her feelings about literally everything
sloane goes to michael whenever she needs to know something about celine for a present or surprise or whatever
they play card games together. sloane usually wins.
michael (and celine) make tiramisu for sloane’s birthday
that being said michael goes all out for sloane’s birthday since she didn’t really celebrate it growing up. he always knows what to get her and she’s always surprised that he knew she wanted that
michael once roped sloane into his prank war with lia. she deeply regretted it.
sloane really likes long strategy games so michael makes a point of finding new ones for them to try. bonus points if its cooperative!
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It was around 9 in the morning and Daniel was doing an interview via a zoom call in the victorian office in your shared home. You promised to stay out of his way and not bother him while he's being interviewed about his newest movie Coming Home in the Dark, and about his life recently. You were laying in one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers, on the couch in the office, writing for a new book you were to publish soon. After a while you, fell bored and felt like being cheeky and mess with your husband in some way.
As he's on zoom with BuzzFeed Celeb, you decide to sneakily make your way where your handsome husband sat. He doesn't see you because of his great concentration to his the person on the other side of the laptop screen which you're thankful for.
You crouch down and quietly crawl under the large table until you're kneeled in front of Daniel's spread legs, his comfort position. His bottom half is only dressed in a short plaid sleeping trouser because the interviewers can only see from his chest up, which was dressed in a tight white t-shirt and also so he could slip onto the couch with you once he was finished.
Deciding to stop stalling, you reach forward and place both of your cold hands on his warm thighs, making Daniel nearly jump out his seat in surprise. And because he's wearing headphones, you can't hear much of what the interviewer asks but you assume he's asking him if he's alright because it looked like he jumped out of fright.
"Yeah, yeah, all good. Just a bit chilly, you know how old victorian homes are and got a chill." you hear Daniel tell the interviewer. You giggle at his silly lie and decide to tease further. You bend your head forward and place gentle kisses up and down his upper legs. This makes him conceal a stutter in his voice as he speaks.
Your soft, warm lips continue their attack on Daniels tan, smooth slightly hairy legs until you carry them up even further, to his bulge. You know this is what's really going to make him go crazy. For more stability, you sit up a tiny bit so you can get closer, looping your arms around his waist, and bend forward to start attacking his gradually hardening cock from the outside of his trouser.
You can feel his body tense up and you can't help but smile at the fact that only you get this part of him. And not just literally speaking because only half his body is shown on camera, but the side of him that is weak and vulnerable and putty in your hands. You were addicted to each other, always wanting to be together intimately or not.
Knowing you must hurry before the interviewer asks to see you, which always happens, you remove one hand from where it was around his lower back and bring it to the waist band of his trouser. Then you dip your hand inside, feeling Daniel's barley there pubes brush against your hand and gently take a hold of his now throbbing shaft.
You didn't want to give him a full blowie because you wanted to tease him. Therefore once his cock is out the clothed confinements and the band of his trousers are tucked under his ball sack, you lick up his silky shaft with the tip of your tongue. Daniel's mood has visibly shifted and you wonder if any of his fans who watch his interview will realize what's happening.
After a few licks, you decide to take his leaking head and suck on it like a lollipop. Without looking, you know Daniel's well taken cared of toes are curled into the hardwood floor beneath you. And instead of using his hands for gesturing as he speaks like he normally does whenever he speaks, his hands are gripping the edge of the table until his knuckles are turn white.
Right before the interviewer asks if you can pop on and say hello, you glide his shaft further in your mouth until your nose is touching the base of his cock. You accidentally let a small gag release from your mouth and hope the audio from his computer doesn't pick that up. Daniel glances down at his lap real quick and feeling like he's doing so, you open your eyes and look up, making eye contact.
Your eyes are watery but you can make out the slight irritation in his facial features as well as lust and need. Quickly looking back up to his screen, Daniel says with a shaky voice, "I am sorry y/n is working on her next big project and I don't want to disturb her, Next time for sure. Thank you for having me, goodbye" Then you hear a click of the mouse, meaning he's finally off air and he lets out a sigh of relief.
"Fuckin' hell, love. What r'yah doing t'me? Almost came in front of the interviewer as well as millions who watch and listen to the interview." Harry mutters while looking at you from your position under the table.
You pop off his dick, inhaling a large breath, and reply innocently, "Was just bored and wanted to mess around."
You squeeze his cock one last time and crawl out from under the table leaving him hard and start walking out the office.
"Love where do you think you are going?" He asks sternly and raising an eyebrow.
"I made plans to go shopping with Candice and Nina in a hour I need to get ready." You reply smirking and blow him a kiss making him growl.
Summary: Your husband Damon is the hottest DILF in town... It gets him into some sticky situations.
Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader
Genre: Fluff, Suggestive, daddy!Damon
Word Count: <1k
“OMG. Total DILF,” one girl whispered.
“I heard he sells cars. I could ride him into tomorrow.”
“I wish he was my daddy!”
Everyone in the class laughed.
You strode over to the window. What jerk-ass dad was distracting your students?
Oh no.
It was your husband, Damon.
He was pushing a pram - surrounded by gushing high school girls. With his wild black hair, and forearms straining out of his shirt, he was no regular dad. And you hated it. That’s why it was a total secret that he was your husband.
“See how tiny she is?” He cooed, lifting your baby girl, Sokhi. “She fits in my arm if I hold her like this.”
“You have great arms,” one girl said. Everyone sighed.
“Shh…” Damon said, his eyelids fluttering. “Quiet, or you'll wake her.”
One girl fainted. You rolled your eyes.
“Stop bothering the nice man!” you said, giving Damon a this isn’t funny look.
The class troublemakers, Raya and Lauren, grabbed Damon’s arms. “Stop getting in the way, Miss L/n!” they said.
“Yeah, Miss L/n,” Damon said, smirking. “Stop getting in the way.”
“Doesn’t Mr Salvatore have an appointment to get to?” you said.
Damon sighed, stretching his arms over the girls’ shoulders. “Nope… I got nothing but time.”
“You better get going,” you said through gritted teeth. “You might get in big trouble.”
“Hey, girls!” Damon called, hands on his knees. “Who wants to hear about the time I slept with the whole cheerleading squad?”
Everyone cheered. Your mouth fell open.
“Oh yeah,” Damon said, winking. “See, the cheerleaders loved us football players. The best part was, they were really flexible-”
“I'm flexible, Damon,” one girl said, stroking his bicep.
“Okay! Enough!” you said, clapping your hands. “Get back to lessons, or I’m putting you all in detention!”
You walked away, unable to even look at your husband.
At the end of the day, Damon walked into your classroom, holding Sokhi.
“Wanna hold her?” he whispered.
“No, Damon,” you said, stabbing a full stop on your paper. “I asked you to pick me up at the end of the day. Quietly.”
“I know,” Damon said, going cross-eyed at Sokhi. “I thought it would be fun if I came early.”
“Well, it wasn't fun,” you said, sitting on top of your table, arms crossed. “The girls were distracted all afternoon. They couldn’t get anything done.”
“Well, who can blame ‘em,” Damon said, smirking.
“You’re picking up teenage girls now? Classy,” you said.
Damon put the baby down and swaggered over to you. Embarrassingly, your heart picked up.
He twirled a loose strand of your hair. “Why? You jealous?”
“No, Damon,” you said. “I’m not jealous. I just hate playing bad cop all the time.”
Damon’s mouth turned down. “Look, Y/n. I’m not just Mr Sock Puppet. I’m not the Tickle Monster! I’m Damon frickin’ Salvatore.”
“I get it,” you said. “You’re a stud. Women love you.”
“It’s not that.” He sat on the desk, twisting his ring. “I love being married to you. I love our life. This old dad just… likes to imagine that he’s a bad boy again. That he’s sexy.”
You smiled, running your hands over his broad shoulders. “That's what this is about? Damon…” you whispered, “you're sexy. It's taking all my willpower not to rip off your clothes right here.”
“Do it,” Damon said, his eyes wide.
Your breaths were shaky. “Damon… that’s crazy.”
He quirked his eyebrow, his large hands running up your back. “I don’t care. You see, I like being a little naughty.”
“Oh really?” you said, looking at his lips. “Then, you’re in for a big punishment.”
“Oh Miss L/n,” he murmured, against your neck. “Please don’t be too harsh.”
You grabbed Damon’s collar, about to say something extremely inappropriate. Then, you remembered where you were.
You jumped away from Damon, smoothing down your shirt.
You shook your head. “See how hot you are, Damon? We’re at school, in broad daylight - and I still can’t keep my hands off you.”
Damon gave you an evil grin.
Later, you were walking back to the car park, pushing Sokhi in her pram. Damon’s arm possessively squeezed your waist.
“I lied. I was jealous earlier,” you said. “Have you seen teenage girls nowadays? They have clean-girl makeup! And push-up bras!”
“Really?” Damon said. “With that bod’? You have nothing to be jealous of.” He turned around and started yelling. “MY WIFE HAS THE TIGHTEST ASS IN THIS DAMN-”
You clapped a hand to his mouth, laughing. “This is a school!”
“So what?” Damon said, his eyes flashing. “Let’s teach these kids something useful for once.”
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Warnings- sub reader(aka reader is a bottom), putting icing where it isn't supposed to go, biting, drinking readers blood (implied), p in v, unprotected sex, slight choking, blindfolds, restraints, edible underwear, cunnilingus, mommy kink, collars(not pet play), leash(still not pet play), doggy style, possessiveness, sex toys, begging, cumming inside, over stimulation (implied), (potion) aphrodisiac, hair pulling, strap-on, squirting (mentioned), reader is a bit of a pillow princess ngl
Notes- It's all in past tense for some reason idk I was tired and wrote half at work the other half instead of sleeping at 2am. Also, technically it's written as the reader is with all of them.
Kol (Icing)
You'd been surprised yourself with how easy things went. You had to sneak away from his party early and set things up, hide the icing, and make sure it was all done in time for him to walk in.
It went perfectly. You covered your chest in icing and put sprite on top of that. You took a smaller tube of icing and placed X's on his favorite places to bite you. Lastly, you partially coated your privates in icing.
You propped yourself up at the edge of the bed and waited. Thankfully you planned just right because only a few minutes passed when he opened the door.
Of course the door wasn't open for long as he slammed it shut. Kol's eyes raked over you. A shine lit in his eyes and if you didn't know any better you'd think he was about to actually eat you.
"What a lovely surprise..." He had whispered.
"All for you." You replied easily.
Kol squeezed his hands into fists and released a few times before he stalked towards you. Honestly the man looked wild like he had no idea where to start, so he started with the little "x" on your thigh. He licked the icing clean and bit down to draw blood to replace it.
You warned him not to lose his appetite so soon and he sunk his teeth deeper. Slowly he moved to your pussy, where he lapped at the icing before diving his tongue into your hole. Kol are you out until there was no icing left.
He moved up and hit every "x" etched on your skin and leaving his own marks behind. He decided he wanted more, so he shoved his cock into you while sucked on your chest and your neck. Leaving a different kind of sticky mess between your legs and on your thighs.
At the end of the night he tells you how jealous his siblings will be when he tells them the present their mate gave him.
Elijah (Ties)
You were a bit worried. You had to ask Rebecca for help with your preparation, and you prayed she wouldn't spoil your surprise. The two of you snuck off just at the end of the party and made quick progress.
With a kiss on your cheek Rebecca left you there for her brother to find. Your hands were tied to the railing with one of Elijah's ties and you were blindfolded by another one. Around your neck was a brand new tie that you were hoping he'd enjoy as much as the rest of his surprise.
You could hear the door open, and if you hadn't heard the low laugh you would've been concerned for who might've entered.
Elijah's hand was soft against your breast . He traced the shape of your body easily. He lightly picked up the base of the tie off your chest. He felt the fabric between his fingers.
"What a delicious surprise you've given me." He said quietly.
You had felt the tie suddenly tighten around your neck making it harder to breathe. Your soft moans encouraged him, and he engulfed your mouth with his. He littered your neck with bites and kisses which trailed onto your breasts.
Elijah removed his clothes and hovered above you. He took little care in preparing you as he slid his cock into you. He held the tie tightly pulling it like it would move you closer to him. Most of the night your legs are placed forcefully on his shoulders as he plows you. He makes you cum several times and misses not one chance to fill you up with his seed.
By the end of the night he undoes all the ties and holds you softly. He doesn't say it but you can tell he very much enjoyed his present.
Rebekah (Lingerie)
The plan was simple enough. You didn't need extra preparation, all you needed was to put it on. You knew she'd love it.
You sat delicately in the light pink candy lingerie. The scent of strawberries comforted your nerves, yet made you that much more excited.
Rebekah entered the room already smiling. She licks her lips before sitting on her knees in front of you.
"Such a lovely gift for your mommy..." She said looking you over.
She leaned up and bit the strap of the barely strong enough candy. Your tits spilled out and the other strap broke instantly. Rebekah's smile grew and she lowered her head between them to bite off the lingerie's body strap.
Her hands trailed your thighs as she went around your chest eating the candy and nipping at your skin. She moved her head down and ate the candy wrapped around your tummy before she bit the panties.
Rebekah used her teeth to tear away the candy. Her nails scratched the skin on your thighs. She ate you out just like she ate the candy. When you moved your hands to her hair she immediately pinned them beside you with an additional threat to tie you up.
You spent most of the night like this with her mouth glued to your cunt. She teased you when you begged her to stop. Instead finally using her strap to fuck you "more properly".
She makes sure not a piece of lingerie is left and any stickiness is taken off with her tongue.
The night ends with your lips pressed to her chest. A perfect way to tell you Rebekah had loved your gift.
Klaus (Collar)
A part of you was nervous. You had known he brought it up to you when he was really worked up, but you had no idea if Klaus would really like it.
Your body bare aside from the collar sat delicately on your neck. The words "Property of Niklaus" scrawled nicely on it. A chain leash attached and you played with the other end while you waited for the hybrid to step through the door.
When he does enter his back was towards you as he ensures no one sees the inside of his room. He scolds you for giving yourself away with your scent, but his words die when he finally sees you.
"Now this is a very pleasant surprise." His smile at you was predatory.
Your heartbeat grew faster as you looked away and offered him the leash. He took it happily and watched with excitement as you looked up with wide eyes. Klaus's smile grew when he caught glimpse of the tag.
He pulled the leash tightly and you end up dragged into his arms. His fingers investigate the tag as he reads it. A low growl escapes him.
You found yourself face down and ass up as he fucks into you from above. His thrusts were hard and quick. He pulled on the leash from behind giving you a delightful lightheaded feeling.
He made you beg for release, repeating how he owned you over and over again. The word "mine" might have as well been embedded in your skin like his fangs were in your shoulder.
You knew when the night ended he had enjoyed your surprise as he held onto the leash for the rest of the night even when you were wrapped in his arms.
Finn (Toys)
You were excited. You didn't really use toys and the others didn't either, but Finn seemed fascinated with the thought and you really wanted him to be satisfied with your gift.
The toys were laid out beside you. You wore a simple lingerie set that you knew he'd love. The door opened to a confused Finn.
"What is all of this?" He asked simply.
You explained everything. Simple, pick a toy or multiple and it's his tool to use.
Almost instantaneously he picked a toy and turned it on. Finn tore the panties away rather quickly, and he put the toy right up to your clit and savored the sounds you made.
He truly enjoyed the show. He tested every vibrator, dildo, and plug laid out. He even tried the breast pump to watch you as it sucked your tits. Finn enjoyed the way you begged him for a break, for anything else. He wanted more of this even if you pretended not to too.
He took what little clothing you had left and fucked you into the mattress, but even then he wasn't satisfied and he pulled out one of the vibrators again. He couldn't help but stare at you and the way your body reacted.
Finn drilled into you with the vibrator on your clit for all three rounds that he actually touched you. Had you tried you wouldn't be able to count the times you actually came that night.
In the end you knew he was happy with his gift, especially when he set the toys aside for "future use".
Freya (Aphrodisiac)
It was a good present. You had known that, because she had told you before she wanted to try. It was easy getting the potion with Kols help. You hid it from Freya well and you were so excited to give into one of her fantasies.
You left the bottle to sit in your lap as Freya entered the room. Her eyes traced over you and immediately landed on the bottle.
"Oh, this has to be my favorite present of the night." She said more to herself than you.
Freya took the bottle from your lap and poured it into her mouth. She let the liquid sit before kissing you and pushing the potion down your throat. You obeyed despite the urge for air burning your lungs.
The aphrodisiac worked quickly. It dulled some senses and increased others. You could feel the heat pooling between your legs. The wetness on your thighs and her smile on your neck. Her kisses burned and you felt you might cum from the simple actions.
Your body was on fire and you couldn't focus. She grabbed your scalp and pulled you till you were face to face with her. Freya kissed you madly as you whimpered against her mouth.
Her fingers moved down and played with your cunt. They enter you easily over and over again. She moved your head to suck on her chest and you obeyed easily.
Though you weren't sure when at some point she put on her strap and sat you in her lap. Freya thrusted up into you repeatedly. You don't squirt too often but you did that night.
You can't remember how the night ended, but you knew she enjoyed your present because you remember a kiss on your head and a whispered thank you.
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Summary: You bought a new bra online and it's way too small, but Kol's not complaining about it.
Warnings: Tittie touching, sucking, Kol being Kol, etc - anything to do in that category, boobs, and swearing
a/n: Decided to make this because apparently, it's so damn hard for me to find a bra where my boobs aren't spilling out in any place.
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Looking in the mirror you sighed seeing as the bra you just got in the mail is way too small. Like seriously the size charts on websites are so misleading and wrong it frustrates you so much. It shouldn't be this hard to find a bra that fits. But alas you just have to do more trial and error. yay.
Your boobs are spilling out a bit over the cups, more side boob is showing than what's probably normal, and to top it all off your under boobs are also showing a little.
"Wait. Did I just hear my wonderful girlfriend sigh?" Kol asked from where he is laying down on your bed.
"Yes Kol, it's only the bra that I just got is too small for me, there's no need to go into all protective mode," you answered and immediately regretted it, practically hearing the grin that just formed on your boyfriend's face.
"How about-"
"No!" You cut Kol off before he can finish that sentence.
"Oh come on, please!!!!!" He pouted, now standing outside the door.
You're finally caving after 10 minutes of his incessant pleading and also cause you know that he will most likely kick the door down at some point.
"Okay, okay just please stop the pouting" you caved and he stopped as soon as you started talking, having a goofy smile on his face in victory.
Opening the door, you walked out and went straight over to your dresser to get a different bra but before you could open the drawer Kol came over and turned you around to face him. He looked down at your boobs then back up at your face.
"I don't see a problem" he shrugged and sat down on the end of the bed.
You walked over and gave him an 'are you serious' face.
"What? Your boobies look amazing in that" he explained as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Hah, maybe for you but I can't go out in public with this bra on"
"Well I can help with that" he smirked.
Kol wrapped his arms around your torso, unclasping your bra. Before you could say something he dropped the bra and placed his hands on your boobs, supporting them up.
"See, my hands are a lot better than the stupid bra" he looked up at you innocently as if his hands weren't holding your boobs at the moment.
"Absolutely not, baby boy" you fake smile and ruffle his hair before going back to glaring at him.
"You just called me a baby...you know what babies do?" He asked, coming up with an amazing idea. Well for his pleasure at least.
Before you can answer he let go one of your breasts and attaches his lips on the other one, starting to suckle it. You looked down at him, mouth slightly open in shock. 'Well it could be worse I guess' you think to yourself. Knowing Kol has come up with the most idiotic and stupid ideas ever in the past. At least this is in your bedroom where no one can see and it's not his hands pretending to be a bra like a minute ago, so you'll take this one as a win.
"And you wonder why everyone treats you like a child most of the time" you stated softly.
Which you just got a cute glare in return from where he's sucking on your boob, happily as it seems. His eyes closed and a content look on his face while he does so, no one stopping him. Looking at his calm state you decided to start playing with his hair and scratching his head, soothingly. Now you guys are probably not going to go anywhere today, well Elijah can wait to talk about whatever he wanted to today, tomorrow.
she's always complimenting you, telling you she loves you, etc
she is 100% a swiftie
so you can only imagine her beaming face when you revealed that you had bought her taylor swift concert tickets
liters your face in kisses 💋
lipstick stains are left on your face
she's the type of girl to do scrapbooking
has photos from dates, holidays, school events like decade dances, just random stuff tbh
made you a moodboard of pictures of you and her for your birthday
she LOVES doing secret santa
she's just made for gift giving, literally never disappoints
she once bought bonnie a book of ancient spells she got in new orleans, a locket, a curler, a bunch of fashion magazines and her favourite chocolates
she prefers summer over winter any day 🌞
the thought of tanning and drinking a fancy cocktail just sits right with her
if you're a witch, she'll always be with you when you're doing spells to make sure you're okay
not that she doesn't think you can't defend yourself, but if something were to go wrong and she wasn't there then she wouldn't be able to forgive herself
she LOVES watching you do spells and you use it to your advantage
for example, if she wanted to style your hair and didn't have any extra clips to pin a section of your hair, you just levitate the piece of hair and she's ✨amazed✨
if you're a vampire, she's totally supportive whether you decide to feed off of humans or follow stefan’s bambi diet 🐇🐿️
you guys enjoy compelling people at different shops so that you can have your own little fashion show 🛍️
'does the green t-shirt make me look fat?'
'i love that pattern! you have to try it on!'
if you're a werewolf, this woman is the most caring and loving person you've ever met 🫶
she plans everything a week before your transition, wolfsbane bottles, chains secured tightly, she even gets you to digest a random herb that supposedly dials down the pain
literally the best gf 💞
she loves cooking so much, you walk into her house and she's either flicking through fashion magazines or baking brownies
her baking tastes SO good
like the american mary berry
she loves cuddling, whether you're spooning or laying your head on her stomach (or her breasts 🤭)
she's like a little bear during winter, little suffocating you with herself and a blanket
when meeting her mother, liz absolutely loved you and is always asking you to come over for dinner
so interested in you and caroline's relationship
#gossipgirl
caroline LOVES dates 👩❤️💋👩🍝🕯️
she loves organising the perfect location, buying flowers, setting up candles, etc
once you took her up this beautiful view up a mountain with a romantic picnic
let's just say you got a very pleasant thank you later that night...😘
speaking of, caroline is a FREAK in the sheets
no wonder she had almost every man in the series 🫣
we're talking lingere, toys, being tyed up, different locations and positions, sensual music and candles, petals, her sending you pictures while you're at work...
she literally loves you more than herself and would die for you
hi can you do headcanons on dating klaus mikaelson tvd x fem reader
Klaus is the kind of man to give you flowers, from roses to tulips he makes sure you're fully stocked on the newest bouquets.
You need a new pair of shoes? Already on your door step. Your phone's cracked? He's already browsing through shops.
Trust me, when I say Klaus spoils you take it literally.
Klaus is most definitely the clingy one out of you two, he always has a hand resting on your lower back or your hands are intertwined with each other.
When you first meet his siblings, Elijah is slightly skeptical of you but soon finds you great company and every Sunday you and him will discuss different books while classical music plays in the background.
Rebekah also took her time to get to know you, but once you were past that stage you got really close.
Often after Klaus has finished a painting, he'll go off in a search for you and find you getting ready to go out with Rebekah.
"Sister, what is this? I thought I told you to go find Marcel."
"Don't be jealous, Klaus. We all know your lover likes me more."
His siblings most definitely try and find you to resolve an argument or to convince you to pick their side.
"Klaus, you do realise they're having an argument on who you've daggered the most?"
"...It's Rebekah."
Cuddles are an important factor in the relationship.
Klaus will usually lay his head on your breasts or he'll have you snuggled into his neck.
Once, Rebekah snapped a picture of Klaus cuddling you during Christmas. You and Rebekah had to force yourselves not to laugh aloud but now there's a sacred photo of a peacefully sleeping Klaus on Rebekah's phone that she plans to use in their next argument...
This man is so fucking protective as if his life depends on it 😭
There was this one guy, let's call him Mike, he attempted to ask for your number at a dance while Klaus was getting you a drink. By the time Klaus had come back and saw Mike, be was no longer in a conversation with you as he was being dragged out of the building.
And then there was a time when a woman couldn't keep her eyes off of your breasts and she ended up with snapped neck.
"You didn't have to be so harsh, Klaus..."
"Nonsense, love. There's no such thing as harsh."
You and Klaus are constantly going on holidays, Klaus wants you to see the world and its beauty.
Once in Germany, you had asked him to buy you some shampoo and he ended up bringing back seven bottles explaining that he didn't know which one you wanted so he bought one of each.
Also in Tokyo, you had forgotten your favourite pair of heels so this man, like the king he is, went out and bought four new pairs.
Whenever you come home from a night out with friends, he's always there to hold back your hair and pass you aspirin.
This man takes full care of you 🫶
He's most definitely the type of person to say he loves horrors the most, but secretly loves watching sappy romance films.
10 things I hate about you, Titanic, The Notebook, Mamma Mia, Ps I love you, he's seen them all.
The amount of stories he has from different centuries is fascinating, you both lay in bed or on a sofa and share random experiences.
He'll tell you about Chicago in the 1920s, and that one time he had sex with Marie Antoinette in 1785...
Let's just say he's had his fair share of wild adventures throughout the years.
All in all, dating Klaus Mikaelson is fucking amazing.
hi can you do headcanons on dating elijah mikaelson tvd x fem reader
This man is so polite.
Holding doors, helping you sit down, constantly asking you if you're alright or if you want to leave a party/random event.
He always makes you text him so that he knows you got home safe when he can't walk you home.
Flowers, jewellery, teddy bears. This man is amazing at gift giving, he quite literally knows you inside and out.
If you're curvy, then he'll love to hold onto your hips while kissing your neck.
If you're religious, he'll want to be as educated as possible. For example, if you're Jewish, he'll support you fully when you tell him you don't celebrate Christmas.
He'd practically internally scream watching you wear the clothes he buys you.
He wouldn't be able to keep he hands off of you.
"You look irresistible, darling. But, I'm afraid you would look far more stunning with that dress on the floor."
He knows exactly what to say in every conversation.
He has such a way with words that can either have you on your knees or crying on his shoulder.
He face was absolutely priceless when he told you he wanted to introduce you to his favourite classical pieces and you already knew all of them, in fact, you had a playlist full of classical.
Every Sunday morning from 11am-2pm, you'll sit in your living room with books in your hands, taking it in turns to read to each other.
Date night is something that Elijah takes very seriously. He'll take you to the finest, romantic restaurants and be an absolute gentlemen throughout the whole night.
And at the end of the night, when you've arrived home and you just placed the keys into the trinket, you'll hear a sharp whisper next to your ear.
"Undress."
Something he loves doing, is taking you to the theatre and watching a pantomime. He knows you used to watch them throughout your childhood but stopped as you grew older, he felt as if you should stay connected to those calming memories.
He's honestly the most loving boyfriend you've ever had, he'll remember all of the little things such as what your favourite song is to the perfume you wear only on special occasions.
He also remembers every detail about you, I mean that literally. Everything you've ever told him about yourself is ingrained in his brain, from the mean boy in primary school to graduating university.
He doesn't know why or how, but he's a lover for candlelit baths. Whenever he's stressed about a sibling or something came up at work, you'll run him a hot bath with candles surrounding the bathroom. Usually you'll put on sensual music in the background, but for most of the time he enjoys the silence.
Speaking of work, he actually has a job. Even though he's a vampire and doesn't necessarily need one, he wants to be as connected to a human life as possible. His siblings shamed him for it, claiming it was 'pathetic' of him and he should 'own his species'.
You supported him fully and he was forever grateful, he got a job in business which he's managed to keep for a good five years and so far, everything's gone well for him. He's the manager at his company and trains new employees daily, you've honestly never been prouder.
But, there are times where you let his mind slip when he's at work...
"You sent me pictures of you posing in lingerie in front of our mirror, while I was in a meeting."
"Did you like them? I made sure to wear your favourite colour."
You two don't keep anything from each other, you're always honest with one another which is what makes your relationship so strong.
"Hey J? Do you want to hear more about my aunt's aff-"
"Tell me."
J was a nickname you picked up randomly when you first met, it stuck ever since.
Once, when you two were talking about hobbies, you mentioned your grandmother taught you how to knit and crochet.
From that day forward, Elijah bought a ton of crochet tools and pulled up YouTube tutorials every evening practicing.
Then when your anniversary rolled around, he presented you with a bouquet of perfectly crocheted flowers.
"Do you like them, darling?"
Something that Elijah tries to keep hidden: he gets jealous so easily.
If there's someone staring at you with the wrong look in their eyes, Elijah will make sure they won't have eyes to look out of by the end of the hour.
Or if someone asks for your number, he'll make sure to introduce himself, and maybe introduce them to his newest spiked bat...
He's not really one for torturing people, but when it's necessary like when you're in danger he'll go through hell and back to make sure you're untouched.
He'd kill for you, even his siblings if it came to it.
He would quite literally die for you, he even told you this when you were gazing at the stars.
"You know, even though you have made this life wondrous in so many ways, I'd let the world take me just so you'd be safe."
Summary: Your husband Damon is the hottest DILF in town... It gets him into some sticky situations.
Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader
Genre: Fluff, Suggestive, daddy!Damon
Word Count: <1k
“OMG. Total DILF,” one girl whispered.
“I heard he sells cars. I could ride him into tomorrow.”
“I wish he was my daddy!”
Everyone in the class laughed.
You strode over to the window. What jerk-ass dad was distracting your students?
Oh no.
It was your husband, Damon.
He was pushing a pram - surrounded by gushing high school girls. With his wild black hair, and forearms straining out of his shirt, he was no regular dad. And you hated it. That’s why it was a total secret that he was your husband.
“See how tiny she is?” He cooed, lifting your baby girl, Sokhi. “She fits in my arm if I hold her like this.”
“You have great arms,” one girl said. Everyone sighed.
“Shh…” Damon said, his eyelids fluttering. “Quiet, or you'll wake her.”
One girl fainted. You rolled your eyes.
“Stop bothering the nice man!” you said, giving Damon a this isn’t funny look.
The class troublemakers, Raya and Lauren, grabbed Damon’s arms. “Stop getting in the way, Miss L/n!” they said.
“Yeah, Miss L/n,” Damon said, smirking. “Stop getting in the way.”
“Doesn’t Mr Salvatore have an appointment to get to?” you said.
Damon sighed, stretching his arms over the girls’ shoulders. “Nope… I got nothing but time.”
“You better get going,” you said through gritted teeth. “You might get in big trouble.”
“Hey, girls!” Damon called, hands on his knees. “Who wants to hear about the time I slept with the whole cheerleading squad?”
Everyone cheered. Your mouth fell open.
“Oh yeah,” Damon said, winking. “See, the cheerleaders loved us football players. The best part was, they were really flexible-”
“I'm flexible, Damon,” one girl said, stroking his bicep.
“Okay! Enough!” you said, clapping your hands. “Get back to lessons, or I’m putting you all in detention!”
You walked away, unable to even look at your husband.
At the end of the day, Damon walked into your classroom, holding Sokhi.
“Wanna hold her?” he whispered.
“No, Damon,” you said, stabbing a full stop on your paper. “I asked you to pick me up at the end of the day. Quietly.”
“I know,” Damon said, going cross-eyed at Sokhi. “I thought it would be fun if I came early.”
“Well, it wasn't fun,” you said, sitting on top of your table, arms crossed. “The girls were distracted all afternoon. They couldn’t get anything done.”
“Well, who can blame ‘em,” Damon said, smirking.
“You’re picking up teenage girls now? Classy,” you said.
Damon put the baby down and swaggered over to you. Embarrassingly, your heart picked up.
He twirled a loose strand of your hair. “Why? You jealous?”
“No, Damon,” you said. “I’m not jealous. I just hate playing bad cop all the time.”
Damon’s mouth turned down. “Look, Y/n. I’m not just Mr Sock Puppet. I’m not the Tickle Monster! I’m Damon frickin’ Salvatore.”
“I get it,” you said. “You’re a stud. Women love you.”
“It’s not that.” He sat on the desk, twisting his ring. “I love being married to you. I love our life. This old dad just… likes to imagine that he’s a bad boy again. That he’s sexy.”
You smiled, running your hands over his broad shoulders. “That's what this is about? Damon…” you whispered, “you're sexy. It's taking all my willpower not to rip off your clothes right here.”
“Do it,” Damon said, his eyes wide.
Your breaths were shaky. “Damon… that’s crazy.”
He quirked his eyebrow, his large hands running up your back. “I don’t care. You see, I like being a little naughty.”
“Oh really?” you said, looking at his lips. “Then, you’re in for a big punishment.”
“Oh Miss L/n,” he murmured, against your neck. “Please don’t be too harsh.”
You grabbed Damon’s collar, about to say something extremely inappropriate. Then, you remembered where you were.
You jumped away from Damon, smoothing down your shirt.
You shook your head. “See how hot you are, Damon? We’re at school, in broad daylight - and I still can’t keep my hands off you.”
Damon gave you an evil grin.
Later, you were walking back to the car park, pushing Sokhi in her pram. Damon’s arm possessively squeezed your waist.
“I lied. I was jealous earlier,” you said. “Have you seen teenage girls nowadays? They have clean-girl makeup! And push-up bras!”
“Really?” Damon said. “With that bod’? You have nothing to be jealous of.” He turned around and started yelling. “MY WIFE HAS THE TIGHTEST ASS IN THIS DAMN-”
You clapped a hand to his mouth, laughing. “This is a school!”
“So what?” Damon said, his eyes flashing. “Let’s teach these kids something useful for once.”
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Promt: imagine Jeremy asking Bonnie if she could see you on the other side.
Warnings: this is lowkey very sad
A/n: I think of the best material while I’m at work. It most be something about making pizzas.
“So Bonnie since your the anchor for the other side, does that mean you can talk to the ghost of people who died over there?” Jeremy asked as he set next to Bonnie on the park bench.
“Yeah sometimes I can if they reach out to me or I’m looking for them. Why are you asking Jer?”
“I was hoping maybe you have seen (y/n). I just want to know if she okay or if she happy over there.”
“I can try to see if I can find her. I’m sure she’s fine though Jeremy. Some ghost can find peace and move on from the other side.”
He frowned “Yeah maybe she moved on... But if you see her tell her I miss her.” Jeremy hung his head low and walked away.
Bonnie turned to (y/n) where you had been sitting beside Jeremy, and gave you a sad look. You just smiled looking at Jeremy in the distance. “I miss you too.” You whispered to yourself.
SYNOPSIS ➜ in which you’re girlfriend drinks from you
WORD COUNT ➜ 177words
WARNINGS ➜ blood, orgasm denial (only a threat), drinking blood
You’re lying on your bed, eyes closed as your girlfriend drinks from your neck. Her hands manipulating your hips to move up and down her thigh, sending volts of pleasure racing down your spine. Your breathing heavily, the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears.
Your clit rubbed harshly against Caroline’s jeans, causing you to jolt sharply. You gasp, desperately trying to get more friction, but Care tightens her hold on you, keeping the pace as slow as she wants. You whine, pushing weakly against her hands, trying to get more control over your movements.
Care says nothing, instead, she uses her fangs to grip your neck, a silent warning radiating from her. You pay her no mind, only focusing on the pleasure that you desperately want to surround you.
Care moves away from your neck, your blood staining her lips red as she looks down at you. “Shh, don’t make me punish you, Y/N,” she says, a smirk spreading across her cheeks. “Only good girls get to come.”
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