#sapphic reader

hey ya'll happy fuckin PRIDE MONTH!! I want some gay whimsy in my life and what better way to celebrate than writing some sapphic Eddie stories!!

below are two options to pick from, I aim to have the winner published before June is over- please know that both of these options will be shorter blurbs, probably 1-3k in length.

🌸happy votin' and HAPPY PRIDE🌸

PAIRING: Ada Wong x fem reader

WARNINGS: Nemean Lion Alpha Ada, GP Ada because I said so, parents AU, est. relationship (they're mates), tribe AU, omega r, feral Ada, primal Ada, groping, teasing, delayed gratification, spanking, dry humping, anal sex, anal penetration, unprotected sex, raw sex, p0rn without plot, cockwarming, marking and biting.

SYNOPSIS: When your mate returns from scouting, she comes back needy. But when you decide to ignore her, she takes matters in her own hands.

MEN, MINORS DNI

The cubs are out playing, and you're doing chores.

And your mate?

Needy.

She had just returned from doing her rounds with the pack's men. Now she's seated at the straw settee, legs spread, exposing her raging bulge beneath her long loin cloth, sweat coating her torso–highlighting her abs.

Gods, she looks delectable. So delectable, that maybe delayed gratification is the best solution–for now.

Word Count: 1,048

Pairing: best friend!ellie x reader

Summary: Ellie finally confesses her love for you, and it doesn't go as she thought it would.

Ellie still remembered when she first arrived in Jackson. You were one of the few people who welcomed her and Joel; you were nice and sweet—so, so sweet. In the short time you two had, you created a wonderful connection.

You and Ellie have been best friends ever since. As you both got older, especially in your late teens, you went on patrols together and spent nights at her place, doing whatever. You two were inseparable. Then things got awkward between you two. It was as if Ellie grew distant; it wasn't on purpose.

She just started to feel weird around you. Her face would grow warm, she felt butterflies in her stomach, and her knees would feel weak. She had never felt this way before. Her journal had so many drawings of you; some of them were how she imagined you looked naked.

Fuck, she had such a hard time drawing those. It was currently the winter dance in Jackson. The area was glowing from the string lights and was filled with music, dancing, and people drinking, including Ellie. She wouldn't even be there if you hadn't asked if she was coming.

She was just holding her drink in her hand, watching you dance with someone else, imagining she was the one holding you instead, making you laugh and you smile as big as you were. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice you walking up to her.

By the time she realized you were in front of her, you had looped your arms over her shoulders. "Hey, babe," you said. God, you were always such a flirt; she loved you so much. Her breathing got heavy, and she nervously bit her lip. Would you accept her love?

Would you embrace all her affection? What if your feelings weren’t the same? "Hello? Earth to Ellie," you said, shaking her and snapping her out of her thoughts. "Shit, sorry, what were you saying?" She gave you an awkward smile. "I asked if you wanted to dance with me, dumbass. So, do you?"

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so you pulled her onto the floor with a smile on your face. Once you two were there, she awkwardly wrapped her arms around your waist without meeting your gaze at all.

"Come on, dance with me," you said as you started to sway back and forth. She awkwardly moved with you, leaving a little bit of space between you two. You could easily tell her thoughts were elsewhere. All Ellie had to do was say something, yet she just couldn’t muster up the courage.

She looked around and saw Dina and Jesse watching the two of you with grins on their faces. She flipped them off subtly; she would deal with both of them later. Right now, all of her attention was on you. Then, you wrapped your arms around her neck, causing her to get this stupidly adorable grin on her face.

But how could she not? She was a bit drunk and dancing with the girl she was in love with. Being this close together was making her head swim. "Why the hell are you smiling like that, El?" you asked. She looked at you, wanting to kiss you so badly. You two were so close; it was driving her insane.

You looked so pretty; all she could think about were the things she wanted to do to you. Then she realized she hadn't replied to you. "Nothing, umm, I'm just... I'm just thinking, is all," she replied, looking down. She was never good at expressing her feelings, so she didn't say anything. She just looked at you, wanting to tell you so badly, but she kept her lips shut.

"Tell me, why have you been distant lately, Ellie?" Her throat felt dry. She wanted so, so fucking badly to tell you how she felt; she just couldn't find the words. "I haven't been distant," she finally said. It was a lie; you both knew it. You two were drunk as hell, so maybe you would just forget the whole conversation. To hell with it!

"I love you." It was said so quietly that it was almost impossible to hear. "I love you so, so much. I have no clue what to do with myself around you. My heart beats so fast whenever you're with me. I want to hold you; I want to kiss you." There was silence between the two of you for a few seconds before Ellie took a deep breath and spoke again.

"I'm sorry; I just became distant. I didn't know how to deal with my feelings for you, I guess. Please say something—anything." Ellie looked at you, her heart racing; it was beating so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. "And I was scared to tell you because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. Please, please say something; I need to know how you feel."

This was it; you were going to reject her, say what a freak she was, and never talk to her again. She was panicking. Did you even feel the same? Was this going to be the end of your friendship? "Are you seriously kidding me? I know I'm a flirt, but it's always different when I do it with you. You're really a dumbass for not realizing."

She was in shock; you had always been flirting with her, but she thought it was just you being yourself. You'd flirt with anyone, but you loved her all along, and she didn’t notice. Was it because she got too caught up in being scared to tell you, "You love me too?" You had just pulled her by the shirt and kissed her.

Ellie's knees buckled slightly; she didn't expect you to kiss her at all, especially in the middle of the floor. It felt weird but so damn good. When you pulled away, she was completely dumbfounded. " Well, that was something I’ve been waiting to do for so, so long." She was still wrapping her head around the fact that this was actually happening.

Damn, she wished she had the guts to do that earlier. You two could've been together way sooner.

A/N: I'm aware this isn't the best; it's my first attempt at something like this. I just wanted to try something different, and hopefully, if I keep doing this enough, I will get better at writing. This is based on "Sex Shop" by King Princess.

Tags: @viievihhs

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cw: brief allusions to homophobia and misogyny

In celebration of Pride Month (and because I am a disaster bisexual), I decided to make Beauty and The Beast queer as fuck. Enjoy.

Once upon a time, there was a princess who was praised as the most beautiful of them all. The King and Queen took great joy in their daughter's looks, for it was their belief that beauty was a woman's greatest asset, so they made it a focal point of their daugher's upbringing.

Because of this, the Princess grew up to be extremely vain and developed a serious case of lookism, for her entire life was shaped around being the most beautiful woman in the kingdom. She was cruel to those she deemed ugly, going so far as to openly mock them in the eyes of the court while laughing at their misery.

One day, a grand ball was hosted in search of a husband for the Princess, and it is here that you enter the picture.

You are a witch who specializes in curses and entered the palace disguised as an ugly nobleman. You heard rumours of the cruel Princess but wished to give her the benefit of the doubt. If she were to treat you as a respected guest despite your appearence, you would bless her with longevity. But if she were cruel to you, you would curse her to become an ugly beast.

As you could imagine, the Princess failed your test spectacularly.

Appauled by her cruel words, you revealed your true self and cursed the Princess to wear the shape of a bipedal chimera for the rest of her life. With the head of a lioness, the body of a goat, and the tail of a snake, there was nothing left of the blonde haired, blue eyed beauty from before.

You meant for the curse to be permanent, but started to feel bad as you watched the Princess wail in misery and the King and Queen beg of you to reconsider on their knees. So, you decided to give her a way out.

Presenting her with a magic flower, a violet that would last for a decade, you told her that should she earn true love's kiss from a prince before the flower wilted, she would return back to her human self. If not, the curse would be forever and she would live as a beast until the day she died

Originally, the prince part wasn't specified as a condition for breaking the curse, you were just going to make it so that the curse was broken if she recieved true love's kiss from whoever could fall in love with her beastly self, but the King was furious at the notion of his daughter potentially marrying a commoner, so you included that part to stop his whining.

And so, for the next nine years the King and Queen would search endlessly for a prince to break the curse, promising the Princess' hand in marriage to whomever succeeded. But no prince wanted to marry a woman that looked like a bipedal lion sewn onto a goat with a snake tail, and the Princess grew bitter and melancholy with each passing day.

During that time, you watched the Princess from your magic globe. At first, it was simply to keep tabs on the royal family to make sure they did not send knights after you. But living alone in the woods can get incredibly lonely, and after having one too many drinks one night, you decided to talk to the Princess.

The Princess was understandably enraged when you appeared inside her mirror - the only one she had not shattered because it was a sentimental gift given to her on her fifteenth brithday from her late uncle - yelling at you in vivid detail about how she wished for you to be slowly dismembered by an angry mob.

But when you did not disappear despite her threats and display of violence (half of the furniture in her bedroom was destroyed during her outrage), the Princess calmed down enough to ask you why you had to curse her with a loveless marriage on top of becoming a hideous beast.

You did not understand. You gave her an out by finding true love with a prince. You thought she would be happy about that.

It is then that the Princess reveals that she has never, and will never be interested in men. Her biggest secret, one she had kept from everyone because she was taught that her destiny was to become the prized wife of a noble prince, was that she dreamed of having a wife and not a husband.

Oh. Now you felt really bad (you should have stuck with your original plan of making it so that it did not have to be a prince that kissed her instead of caving to the King's wishes).

You apologize to the Princess, for as much as you wanted to change the terms and conditions for the curse's lifting, the bindings of magic had become permanent. You expected another outburst but instead, the Princess sighs and tells you that it's fine, that she always expected to have to marry out of obligation and not love.

Her voice sounded so utterly defeated, so incredibly human and unlike the arrogant royal caricature she was used to being, that it caught you off guard. That was the first time you saw beneath the mask of vainity, and it made you curious to know more about the person underneath.

Day by day, you would vist her through the mirror, and day by day the Princess warmed up to you. Isolating herself for nine years had made her incredibly lonely and mellowed out, so the Princess grew to appreciate the company of the witch she once deemed her greatest enemy.

You shared stories deep into the knight, you talking about your experiences in the woods and she talking about what life was like growing up in a palace where the only thing expected of her was to look pretty.

"I was the realm's beauty. A face to outshine the stars. That was all that I had, and you took it from me."

Okay, now you felt horrible. Granted, she did need to be seriously humbled and punished for her cruelty, but now that you knew that the Princess' vanity was the consequece of being taught to think that she had no value outside of her looks, you're begining to think that you should have approached this from a different angle and given the Princess a chance to re-educate herself rather than immediately curse her.

"Then I suppose the both of us are arrogant. You for your quick judgement, and me for, well, everything." Is what the Princess told you with a small chuckle when you confided in her about your regret.

That was the first time she smiled at you.

Slowly but surely, the two of you were growing rather close. The Princess smiled more and more with each visit and for the first time since she was born, the Princess felt free to be herself.

The final year of the window to break her curse was closing, but stragely, the Princess did not care. She had you, her greatest enemy turned dearest companion, and maybe, just maybe, she could convince her parents to let her live with you when the curse became permanent. If not, she could always try running away (she's never done it, but she's sure she could barge through some knights with her new beastly strength).

Then, a prince came. This one was different from the others, for he did not immediately run away or draw his sword upon seeing the Princess for the first time. Instead, he simply introduced himself.

He was a kind-hearted man who treated the Princess no differently from any other woman, and everyone was certain that he would be the one to break the curse. Including you.

You knew the Princess did not love men, but you also knew that this prince would treat her right. If the Princess must marry a man, at least this one would be kind. It was a bittersweet feeling.

The Princess, on the other hand, was not fine with this development. She had already made plans to elope into the woods with you, she was not about to settle for a man when she found a woman who accepted her despite seeing her at her worst (both as a wretched beast, and as the epitomy of vain arrogance).

So, she began sabotaging her own dates with the Prince in hopes of him growing disgusted of her and leaving like the other princes.

It does not work. The Prince remains kind and cordial towards her, and the Princess is forced to admit the truth to him as a last resort. That she loves women, that she would not be content in a marriage with him because she could never love him the way he wants her to, that she has fallen in love with the witch who cursed her.

After hearing her confession, the Prince smiles and congratulates her on finding love. He says that he loves her as a friend, and will only ever love her as a friend, for he is a man who does not find comfort in romance.

He kisses her hand and wishes her well, and the curse is lifted. For the Princess had received a kiss from a prince filled with true love for a dear friend.

Immediately, the King and Queen began planning for a wedding between the Prince and the Princess, but the bride and groom have other plans.

On the day of the marriage, the Prince stages the scene of a shipwerck, and it appears that the unlucky bride had drowned on her way back to the Prince's kingdom.

In reality, the Princess had made her way to you, tracking you down based on rumors and the surroundings you had shown her through the mirror once, when she complained that she missed the outside world from being stuck inside her room for a decade.

The two of you finally meet in person after a year of talking through the Princess' mirror, and after a long and heartfelt confession with lots of laughs and happy tears, you two decide to live the rest of your lives as a traveling witch and her beloved wife.

Summary: You are from another universe, one where the Fantastic Four existed but lost against Galactus in his pursuit for Franklin Richards and the devouring of your world, you spent years travelling the multiverse searching for the woman that you failed to save - then finally you found her on Earth 828 - a married Sue Storm with a baby Franklin who Galactus is hunting

a/n: reader is an immortal with multiversal travel and telepathy, sapphic reader, implied bisexual sue storm, mentions of grief and guilt, no earth 828 sue is not going to cheat on reed

This is it, this has to be it.

The thought ran through your head for what must've been the one hundredth time. Every universe and dimension that you had traveled to so far had let you down, in some Sue was alive but she had no powers, in some she was already dead sometimes before Franklin and Galactus but sometimes after, in a few she had turned from a superhero to a villain and in the rare few she didn't exist at all.

You were tired, exhausted, not just physically from so much travelling but also mentally and emotionally. The death of your Sue Storm, the abduction of Franklin and the destruction of your universe had weighed on you constantly.

You missed her.

Her wavy almost white blonde hair, her piercingly blue eyes, the gentle touch from her hands with memories of her being so close to you. She was your Sue Storm, your Invisible Woman, although she was never invisible to you.

On your world things were different, Reed had died in a fight and Sue found out she was pregnant after his death. You were her support, her comfort and as the years passed you became her love, and she became yours. It was perfect, it was healing, and then all of a sudden it was gone.

Franklin, still a small child at the time, was being hunted by Galactus and you tried so hard. Trying, however, was not enough. Franklin was taken and Sue exerted herself through rage to the point of death, Galactus crushed Ben and Johnny didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Galactus won. Franklin became his successor. Your world devoured.

A sigh escapes your lips as your portal to a new world places you on the balcony of the Baxter Building, the one thing that seemed to remain the same in every universe you went to. You could see your reflection in the glass, a young face that stopped aging decades ago.

You opened the door and made your way through the building, this retrofuturistic 60s is not a dimension you had experienced before but you knew the layout of the building. No matter how different it looked, you had walked through so many of them that it was practically engraved into your brain. Your feet carrying you down the halls, the silence surrounding you as you took quiet steps to avoid waking anyone nearby or triggering any safety measures that had been set in place.

This is the last one, the last hope.

You were so tired of travelling that you were about to give up, accept that maybe you'd never be bale to save any version of Sue. Your hand gently pushed open the door and the warm light of a lamp nearby illuminated your face, taking a few steps in and your heart grew with hope as you laid eyes on the crib with a small Franklin peacefully asleep inside. Tears welling up in your eyes as you walk over and stand next to the crib, looking at him and hoping that this meant Sue was alive. The silence didn't last long as Franklin slowly woke up and looked at you, his eyes full of curiosity as you reached in and gently picked him up.

"Hi Franklin...you don't know me, but I know you..and you are giving me so much hope right now." You say as you hold him in your arms.

Franklin responds in a small baby coo and the clapping of his hands, but thanks to your telepathy and his powers you could hear him in his head.

I know you, you feel familiar and trustworthy, like a mother.

You laugh softly, "I suppose you don't understand, or maybe you do, after all you're a very powerful baby but I won't let him take you again."

"Who are you?"

That voice. It makes you stop and turn only to be greeted by the sight of her, Sue Storm, she looked exactly like your Sue Storm before everything went wrong and next to her, Reed, he was alive. Though you didn't care, she was here and so was Franklin.

"You don't know me, but I know you and I know your son." You say as Franklin remains in your arms, calm and curious. "I'm not here to hurt anybody, I'm here to help, against Galactus."

"You know Galactus?" Reed asks as he stands with Sue, neither had moved towards in fear of you hurting Franklin.

The tears in your eyes slowly roll down your face, "I do because he destroyed my world...in another universe." You look at Franklin and smile sadly at him. "In my world, Franklin was a small child and you, Reed, had passed away before we even knew Sue was expecting...and one day after several years of believing we were safe...he won."

The sadness in your heart tugged at Sue, something about you made her soften and trust you so easily, "and your Sue? your Franklin?" She asks, terrified of the answer.

"My Sue, my love, exerted herself trying to save Franklin...and Franklin...he was taken, Galactus won. My wife and my friends died. My world devoured." You slowly look at Reed and Sue, the guilt on your face was unlike anything they had ever seen. "I am immortal and I have multiversal travel, I escaped...but everything I loved is gone."

Reed stayed silent and turned to his wife, it was not his place to say anything as this whole thing seemed to revolve around Sue in your world.

You look at Franklin and his soft smile filled your heart with all the love that you had gone years without, it was like he was never taken from you in the first place. Of course he wasn't yours, but everything had been taken from you and you had raised your Franklin like he was your own after your Reed had passed.

"So how do we win?" Sue asks, her composure more relaxed as she steps closer knowing that you would never harm her son.

"I can't tell you that for sure, every universe I've visited my answer has always been wrong, but whatever you need I am here to help." You reply as you slowly hand Franklin back to Sue.

You look at her and a sadness crosses your heart as you stare into those familiar eyes, they were the same ones that you had spent years loving; but at the same time they weren't. It was bittersweet to stand in front of the one you love knowing she got her happy ending, but you would spend eternity never getting to live yours.

Sue could see it in your eyes that you were full of pain, "you really loved your world's me, didn't you?"

"Are you kidding?" You look at Sue with tears in your eyes, a crushing feeling covering you as you realise you can never have the one person you, "my Sue was everything to me and everyday I ask why she was taken from me, why we lost...and I failed to save her, to save my family and I refuse to let that happen again."

Reed steps forward and places a hand on Sue's shoulder, "so what can you do to help?" Reed asks

"Well, I have telepathy and I am immortal and I have travelled so many universes I know his weaknesses. I just never know if we will win." You reply.

Franklin claps his hands together and you smile softly at him, a sad chuckle escaping as you watch him clap.

"Well, we should get you updated on the current plan of action then." Reed says.

Day 4: Group Sex with Iliad and Lilac

{wc: ~400} {top/dom!mc, top/dom!Lilac, bottom/sub!Iliad, double teaming, intended for femme readers but I can’t stop anyone from reading lol}

Iliad wants to push herself to new limits

This fic is a part of @the-midsummer-masquerade

This is pure filth. And so much longer than I intended it to be? Like short story length??

Surprisingly (Sadly?), this is my first piece of sapphic anything put out into the world, so I’m definitely open to constructive criticism, but please don’t be an asshole about it. Also, there’s a dearth of good wlw um anything so let’s fucking fix it (as sapphic and wlw people - nonbinary and trans inclusive)!

Anyway, Happy Pride, everyone!!!! Enjoy! :)

Tags: Arwen x Female! Elf! Reader (ITS HER WIFE ARWEN GETS A WIFE), dildos, fingering, I would say a healthy amount of d/s - dommy and possessive Arwen, exhibitionism, married sex (this is solely here to reiterate Arwen’s WIFE), femme 4 femme, orgasm denial and edging but mostly off-screen, begging, being restrained in place, biting

This is a healthy, happy, relationship with well-established exhibitionist scenes at play; discussed off-screen. I’ve probably over tagged, but I like to be safe.

Sapphic tag-list (please let me know if you’d like to be added/removed): @starlady66 @glassgulls @wareagleofthemountain

Word Count: 1,411

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“Tease each other, but with love.” -costar

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NSFW (18+): Armin, Levi, Jean, and Historia + Mommy Kink

Armin Arlert

Armin is so cute when he calls you Mommy. He only does it when he really wants something, when he’s squirming as you stroke him and he desperately wants to fill you. It comes out as a quiet stutter, his face hot.

“What was that?” you ask, grinning. “Say it again.”

“Mommy.” It’s a little louder this time, his lips trembling. He’s so pretty when he’s needy, when his hair falls over his eyes. “I—I need—”

“What do you need, baby?” you purr.

“I—I want your pussy,” he whines. “Please?”

“Oh, baby.” You lean forward to brush the hair out of his eyes, moving to straddle him. “How could I say no?”