#nosmut

BearShifter!Price, DogShifter!Soap, CatShifter!Ghost and EagleShifter!Gaz...

Remember when i said that nobody in their right mind would keep a bear as a pet? well yeah.. Reader would.

Quiet Enough for the Soul to Speak | 56k | M

After years of struggling alone as his wife loses the battle with her illness, Draco finds himself and his young son caught in a storm, forced to seek out the help of someone most unlikely to give it. He doesn’t realise until years later that he was spared from more than just the rain.

Written for this beautiful art by Draykray, who's kind heart shines through her work.

Preview under the cut

HL Fic of the Month ✧ J a n u a r y ✧

it's time to begin 

by @disgruntledkittenface

Louis goes to a new coffee shop on Friday morning, where his friend Zayn just started working. The guy in front of him in line is hot, but Louis chickens out and doesn’t make a move. He doesn’t think anything of it until he wakes up the next morning and it’s still Friday. Caught in a time loop and reliving the same day over and over, Louis is determined to try anything to get out of it. Even if that means overcoming his fears.

or just ask me anything to get to know me!

What I Have With You (I don't want with anyone else) by lululawrence  @lululawrence​

Length: 73k

Louis smiled. “I’m sorry for how I ran away last night.”

“It’s totally fine. I’m sorry I did all that. I never asked if you were okay with it, and I really should have.”

Louis didn’t know how to respond to that. “I mean, I wasn’t really telling you no before that. How were you to know I’d be fine and then… not.”

“Well, if I had asked you first like I should have, then I would have known your boundaries.”

“How can you know my boundaries when even I don’t?” Louis scoffed. “Shit.”

Louis hadn’t meant to say that much to Harry. It’s not like he was embarrassed by who he was, but he still didn’t really talk about it openly either.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

Louis shook his head and kept his eyes trained on Harry’s chest. The shirt was old enough he could see the ghost of Harry’s tattoos through it.

“It’s a long and complicated story that is also very boring, so I don’t think you actually want the answer.”

Or Louis is an asexual alpha, Harry is his aromantic alpha friend and possible roommate, and faking a relationship might be exactly what they need to get their families and friends off their backs.

Request: okay how about one where Damian is making out with the reader and Bruce intrudes and has a talk with Damian and it's all in his pov As shown above, the requester asked for this to be in Damian’s POV. I had never written in his POV before so hopefully I didn’t do so bad. I didn’t proof read prior to posting lol, let me know if you notice any mistakes.

WARNING: Groping! BUT NO SMUT

I was leaned against the headboard. My hands on your hips as you straddled me. We were both out of breath as I gripped your hips firmly and pulled you down to grind against me. We’ve been experimenting a lot lately. Pushing boundaries slowly and stopped when we weren’t ready. We hadn’t done anything like this before. Your arms were wrapped around my shoulders while I to kissed you hungrily. I let out a small moan against your lips while our tongues tried to dominate each other. Your hand found its way up my hair and pulled at it in desperation. I had never seen you like this. It was exhilarating.

I pulled you down further, grinding you down harder against me. We both moaned into each other’s mouths. You pulled back a bit. I opened my eyes, afraid I pushed too far. Your face was contoured in lust. I couldn’t help smiling at this. I leaned in towards you, kissing the edge of your mouth then dropping down to kiss the side of your neck. You pulled me in closer, grinding your hips down against me. I felt like I was going crazy.

I removed one of my hands from your hips and traveled it up your body and to your breast. You’ve allowed me to touch you here before. It always made you squirm. I fondled it softly, not willing to hurt you. I traveled my kisses further down your neck and to your shoulder, sucking it there. I wanted to mark you as my own. I wouldn’t let anyone else have you. Your body started to feel so hot against him.

“D-Dami..” you squeaked out, moaning a bit. I pulled back from your neck, and pecked your lips, smiling against them.

“Yes, My Love?” Before you had a chance to speak, there was a knock against the bedroom door. You immediately tensed in my lap. Before I could stop you, you climbed off me and went across the room red faced. I let out an annoyed sigh, sliding off the bed. I turned my body away from you, fixing my bulge shyly.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to find my father. He had his usual stern look across his face. I could only imagine how I appeared to him. Most likely red faced, messy hair with untidy clothing.

“Yes, Father?” I asked, somewhat annoyed. He rolled his eyes at me and nudged his head for me to follow him. There goes my night, I thought. I followed him to his office. I sat down at one the chairs, while he seemed to pace the room trying to find the right words.

“Damian, I know you’re almost an adult, but I want to talk to you about the dangers of….” He paused for a moment, “…. unprotected sex…” I could only imagine the look of disgust that shown in my face. NO WAY WAS I HAVING THIS TALK!

“FATHER, PLEASE! I AM NOT A CHILD”

“Damian, it is my responsibility to speak to you about this subject.”

“Father, I have access to the internet. I fully understand the consequences of sexual intercourse.”

“Fine.” Bruce spoke, tone annoyed before striding off to his desk and pulling out pack after pack of condoms. He tossed several boxes to me and I caught them easily. “You should know how these works then.”

“Father, this is embarrassing. Why do you have so many?”

“I have 4 stupid sons. I have a warehouse full of them.” I stared at him for a second, wondering if he was truly serious about the warehouse. He waved me off, and I strode back to my room. You were sitting at the desk, head in your hands. I threw the boxes in the nearest drawer and tended to you. I wrapped an arm around your shoulder, catching your eye as I did so.