blair waldorf x stoner fem reader x nate archibald 🩷
Blair Waldorf, ever the picture of poise and elegance, watches you with a smirk, her eyes narrowing slightly as you lean back into the plush chair, the haze of your high still settling around you. You and Nate Archibald, standing nearby, share a knowing glance. Nate’s charm is usually smooth and easy, but right now, his attention is drawn to you as your fingers idly play with a strand of your hair.
“Are you… actually high?” Blair asks, a hint of disbelief laced in her voice. “On a school night?”
You lazily blink up at her, then glance at Nate for reassurance. He gives a slight shrug, a knowing look that suggests he’s been around you long enough to not be shocked by this.
“Maybe,” you answer slowly, as if weighing the word. “But… everything just feels better, y’know?”
Nate chuckles, stepping closer to you. “I told you she’d be like this, Blair.” He ruffles your hair affectionately, though his touch is gentle, like he’s trying to keep things light.
Blair, however, isn’t amused. “I’m sure it feels better, but that doesn’t make it any less reckless.” She crosses her arms, clearly not happy with the idea of anyone, especially you, acting so carefree with things that she holds so tightly to—control, structure, perfection.
But you, always the contradiction, lean back further into Nate’s side, letting the warmth of his presence settle you. “It’s all good,” you say, your voice airy. “Everything’s good when you’re with Nate.”
Nate looks at you fondly, half-smiling, though there’s a playful challenge in his eyes. “What about when you’re with Blair, huh? Shouldn’t that be enough to make you feel good, too?”
Blair shakes her head, but there’s an undeniable flicker of affection in her eyes. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” she mutters, half-smiling despite herself.
You glance between them, your smile wide and content, knowing you’ve somehow brought them both to a point of agreement—at least for now.
Real
i need demitra BAD.
Nah this shit got me week
Description: Logan takes Y/N to the woods
Warning: Smutty
Word Count: 799
Request: Just thinking about Logan taking reader into the woods and chasing her like prey 😩. Pls pls 🙏
“You want to be chased and hunted in the woods like a deer.” Nova’s words were stuck in his head. Seeing her reach into Y/N’s mind was scary but the second she said that, he felt his pants tightened. His girlfriend wanted to be chased around the woods like an animal.
How long had she wanted this? The idea of it was hot but what if it was something she thought she wanted but actually didn’t? So much was going through his head and with a groan he got up and went to Y/N’s room. He thought for a few seconds and knocked. She answered and smiled at him. She looked innocent enough for the part. “Come with me.” He said and walked away.
She was confused but followed nonetheless. Wade was watching TV as they walked by, “Leaving in your suit, Peanut? Should I come with? I am Marvel Jesus after all.” He said and Logan rolled his eyes, “Fuck no.” He growled which worried Y/N. She followed him to the car and got in the passenger seat. He started the car and drove off. She looked at him and he stared at the road with a dark look. She had no clue where he was going and was too afraid to ask.
It was maybe a 15 minute drive in utter silence before the cat stopped. They were in the woods or the entrance to it. She looked around confused and looked at him, “Logan-” “Get out of the car.” He demanded. With shaky hands she opened the door and got out. He did as well and walked over to her. Her anxiety was high and she didn’t understand what was going on.
“I’ll give you a minute head start.” He tells her. She looks up at him and sees that he isn’t joking, “You want to be chased through the woods like an animal, yes?” He asked her and she nodded. Her face was red and her panties were starting to get wet at his dominance. “Run.” He growled and she took off. Afraid to look behind her she kept running. 1 minute later she hears him chasing her and her heart beats faster. She looked back and saw him on all fours and the mask chasing her.
He was close to her but not close enough to catch her yet. She couldn’t outrun him and 5 seconds later that was proven when he had her on the ground. She stared up at him with an open mouth and wide eyes. She was out of breath and her chest was moving up and down. He smirked at her and one of his hands traveled up her thigh to her covered pussy. She gasped as he unzipped her jeans and yanked the zipper down.
She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers lightly brush against her clit. “Lo.” She moans as his fingers slip in her panties to properly touch her. She whimpers as his fingers rub her clit and circle her dripping hole. “Please.” She begs but what for? “What do you want, bunny?” He asked as he slowly slid his finger in her. She gasped and grabbed his arm, “Look at you falling apart over a little touch. I should fuck you raw and breed you in these woods like an animal.” He said as his finger moved in and out of her at a rough pace.
His thumb rubbing her clit as her hips moved up with his rhythm. “Fuck please it’s all I want.” She whines. He chuckles and leans over her, his other hand above her head. “You want me to fuck a baby into you right here? I’ll bring you back here each year and fuck another one into you over and over again until we have a litter of baby Wolverines is that what you want?” He asked and she clenched on his finger. “Yes fuck! I want you to fuck so many babies into me.” She cried. He could tell by her breathing that she was close but he wasn’t stopping.
She screamed his name so loud as she came all over his finger, “That’s right baby. Scream my name, howl it. Nobody can hear you.” He said slowing the pace of his finger as she rode out her orgasm. He pulled his finger out and smirked. His finger was covered in her cum. He brought his finger to his mouth and licked it clean. She watched with intense eyes as he did and he hummed, “Fuck baby you taste amazing.” He said and stood up. She was yawned and in that second she was up against a tree. She looked at him and he smirked, “Like I said darlin’, I’m fucking a baby into you every year.”
Sunday x fem reader
Fluff💕
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The soft glow of the candlelight danced across the room, filling the space with a warm ambiance that set the perfect mood. You leaned against the doorway, wrapping your arms around yourself as you watched Sunday Kalogeras move gracefully through the room, her long hair cascading in waves over her shoulders.
“Hey, come here,” she called softly, her voice smooth and inviting. You couldn’t resist the pull; she was magnetic, her presence drawing you in like a moth to a flame.
As you approached, the room seemed to shrink around you, leaving just the two of you in your own little world. Sunday smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she stepped closer. The air felt charged, electric—a promise of something deeper simmering beneath the surface.
“What are you thinking?” she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper as her gaze bore into yours. You could feel the warmth radiating from her body, an unspoken invitation hanging in the air between you.
“I… I don’t know,” you managed, your heart racing. The way she looked at you made it harder to think straight, and all you could focus on was her, every inch of her drawing you closer.
With a playful grin, she brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, her fingers lingering against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. “Maybe I can help you figure it out,” she suggested, her voice low and sultry, filled with the promise of adventure.
And without thinking, you closed the distance between you, capturing her lips with your own. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but soon it deepened, igniting a fire that had been bubbling beneath the surface for far too long.
Sunday tangled her fingers in your hair, pulling you closer as she deepened the kiss. Your bodies pressed together, heat radiating off of both of you as you lost yourself in the moment. She tasted sweet, with an intoxicating hint of something more, and you craved more of her.
As the kiss intensified, Sunday took a step back, her gaze filled with a mixture of desire and mischief. “Are you ready for this?” she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper, as if she were letting you in on a secret.
You nodded, breathless, feeling emboldened by your choices. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she stepped back, gesturing for you to follow her to the plush couch in the corner of the room.
As you sank into the cushions, Sunday knelt before you, her hands brushing against your thighs, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through your body. “Let me take care of you,” she offered, her voice sultry and sincere.
In that moment, you knew there was nowhere else you wanted to be. This was a connection unlike any other, filled with passion and the kind of intensity that left you breathless. You reached out, pulling her closer, ready for whatever Sunday had in store.
The night stretched on, filled with laughter, whispered secrets, and the kind of intimacy that lingered in the air long after the last flicker of candlelight had faded.
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you know whats a problem we have? not enough Patrick Verona x reader fics. Please send me recs
demitra kalogeras x fem reader
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Algorithms and Affection
You met Demitra at a science & lifestyle influencer mixer in LA—a place you never thought you’d be, surrounded by ring lights and perfectly curated aesthetics. She stood out. Not because she was the loudest, but because she wasn’t trying to be noticed. Her content focused on space, feminism, and occasionally showing off her cats with nerdy captions like “Newton’s First Law… of naps.”
You, on the other hand, ran a cozy, cottagecore-style channel—baking, journaling, sunlight through leaves.
Opposites, maybe. But something clicked.
You started collaborating: “Cottagecore Girl Teaches Astrophysicist to Bake,” followed by “Astrophysicist Explains Black Holes While Making Banana Bread.” The algorithm loved it—but not as much as you loved seeing her in your kitchen, sleeves rolled up, laughing at her own messy attempts to knead dough.
One night, filming done, flour still on your cheeks, she looked at you across the couch. “I’ve calculated the probability of me falling for you.”
“Oh yeah?” you teased, nudging her socked foot with yours. “And what did your data say?”
She smirked. “It’s already happened.”
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ଘ smau ft :: lucifer, vox, adam, angel dust, valentino // gn!reader note :: anyone ask for a side of angst ?? no ? just me? first post back after my mini break hehe also val is a non-relationship scenario ** — thank you to @helluvagyal for helping with angel’s <3 warnings :: uh angst, allusion to something bad happening, suggestive (adam), death, pet names used instead of y/n, valentino, toxic dynamics (val), MDNI !!
Lucifer
Vox
Adam
Angel Dust┆ Valentino (non-relationship, TOXIC)
❛ 𝗷𝘂𝗶𝗰𝘆! ❜ ━━ ✿⠀wolverine nsfw headcanonns.
Wolverine x female!reader
warnings !! ━ suggestive content, voyeurism, kinks, mentions of wade n other xmen members, lovesick Logan teehee, specifically Hughs' wolverine.
❛If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back.❜
( wtf happened to me this is the fastest update I had probably done ever since WVD came out. )
Start of strong start of tough,
LOGAN HAS A MASSIVE DICK, you've seen it and he knows it. def loves teasing you too, when you give him oral, he wants you to take your time— sometimes. most of the times he's a sex devil, obsessed with seeing your hardworking struggled face, eyebrows furrowed and eyes determined. Logan hates to admit it but he wants to shove his cock down you and seeing your face. won't admit because he's not freaky outside.
gives the best head in the whole dimension, loves seeing you arch, he def knows where your spots are, multi tasking at its finest, fingering and eating you out is definitely something, his only goal is making you either squirt of cum, doesn't matter loves it when you make that sound everytimes you're close. he's 99.9 Selfless when it comes to giving, all he wants is your attention, not caring if his dick exploded from holding it in, deep inside him is a man that def wants to tease and edge you, but he's known to you as a nonchalant man, unless he's desperate — hell definitely be a beast.
did I mention that he's quite rough? not too rough, but perfectly rough. he adores it when tears run out your cheeks begging him to keep on going, although he is naturally rough, he knows his limits, it's like autopilot tbh. puts you to missionary everytime. He's not a lazy man he knows how to move, and his stamina would definitely last up to many hours. An old man with a young energy, how nice is that.
have I mentioned he has deep fantasies? He's the type of boyfriend that won't mention it till you do— he had desires of maybe fucking you in charles' mansion, he doesn't mean in a room, he means infront of his colleague, yknow? but he keeps that fantasy deep behind, Charles knows about his little dream, finds it fascinating. only person he told about it was probably Hank. He also has this predator and prey kink that ONLY works for you, you running for your life and him chasing you down, basically fuck or die type shit— except he'd rather not kill you.
he gets turned on whenever you're training or fighting, doesn't know why but he definitely loves the sweat on your face and the look of distraught, he wonders sometimes if he's okay, wade calls him lovesick because he's like a little puppy following you and finding you very amusing, not to mention he's very obedient too, wade tells him he's a "pup in a big man's body when it comes to y/n" he doesn't deny it, he likes it.
One secret— you two fucked in the mansion and almost got caught, risky but he'd do it again.
Two secrets— he unintentionally told wade that he had thought about him and wade fucking you.
Three secrets— he has pictures hidden, different boxes in different occasions full of your pictures.
HELP, MY PUSSYS' GONE CRAZY!
First post that I felt 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂, will make a sfw version of this and will make a wade nsfw version, probably the last time I make nsfw hcs, don wanna go overboard to being 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂.
𝗰𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 ෴ˋ ╸ 🂡 ⊰ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝖺𝗌 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 ♡ i write story
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