#late creates

AN: this is my entry for @the-slumberparty week four creator challenge ‘What’s your aesthetic?’.

The random generator gave me ‘glitter-core’.

I’ve even decided to write a little blurb.

Un-beta’d

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Master list 

Relationship: Mob F!Reader x Sugarbaby! Wanda

WC: 300

CW: soft dark! Reader, possessive Reader, Mommy kink, implied smut, implied violence (to others)

Everytime you look at her, it hurts. Her beauty is stunning. Her innocence is blinding. She is your Angel, your princess, and you want the whole world to know. 

She is the thing that is most precious to you, and that makes her off-limits. You don’t worry about your competition knowing of her existence because you’ve made it clear that you’d raze the very earth if anything they did caused one sequin to fall from her gowns. There are limits, even in this business, and they know she is yours.

You watch her potter around the penthouse from your place on the couch, the whole space a riot of shimmers and shines and glitter. Pink and cream and lilac.

“C’mere Angel, Mommy needs her sweet baby.”

She turns at the call, smiling that beautiful smile, eyes dancing, and skips over, placing herself onto your lap and into your arms. She bends down as you reach up, her lips soft and sweet, like sugar plums.

She makes you drunk with her kisses, makes you lose your composure. In front of your men you have to be hard and cold; there is no room for emotion when you’re doing your job. But when you are with her, you can be someone else. You can be someone who brings joy and pleasure to another human being.

So you drink in her delicious moans, you breath in her scent, and revel in the feel of her silky soft skin and the wetness that hides in her core, a prize for only you to claim.

“Mommy!” Her cry is strangled, she trembles in your arms and you feel powerful, more powerful than when you have a gun in your hand, taking the life of a rival or a traitor.

You want her to have everything.

Because she glitters you’ll give her the world.

My entry for this weeks creator event, Artistic Liberty for @the-slumberparty. The hilarious random generator gave me this;

Which lead me down the path of Brontë-esque gothic romances, and who better to have as our leading man then Mr Hiddleston?

You’ve vowed never to marry, as life so far as just confirmed to you that men are more trouble than they’re worth.

Taking on the role of Governess at Jötunheim Hall, you find that your employer, Mr Laufeyson is very unlike other men you have encountered. But is this due to him being from Scandinavian climes, or is there something else going on?

Slowly you both start to develop feeling beyond those appropriate for your relationship. Do you keep you heart safely locked away or open yourself up to both love, scandal and possibly danger?