An Eye For An Eye 

nsfw ! Aegon

Ok but aegon would be really emotional during sex. This boy has suffered for a long time and sex is the only way he can feel someone really loves him

He hides his face in your neck and his thrusts go faster and rough. He usually is soft and carefull with you, so you know something is happening.

"aegon, are you okey?" you ask softly under him.

He just nods with his head and takes you by the hips to keep you in place, groaning into your ear. His body shakes while he cums and lies on top of you without saying a word.

"aegon" you whisper, trying to look at his face, but he refuses.

Suddenly you can hear him sobbing in your neck and his tears fall against your skin. He doesn't do that often, and you can feel your heart broken.

"I'm sorry" he cries "sorry"

All you can do is rub his back and assure him that he's enough.

all i really want is to make aegon cry (erotic)

𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝:

he would be so pitiful :( imagine torturing this man until he cries... he's just begging for you to stop riding him, but at the same time it feels so good and he's beyond conflicted. edging him too. his eyes would water, lip caught between his teeth as he groans & growls, trying so hard to keep his composure but he just cant :((( and eventually the tears spill over bc his body is just experiencing so much all at once

also, a lil headcanon: aegon's eyes tear up when he's feeling a lot of pleasure. its an automatic response, like his brain just makes it happen. he gets embarrassed by it, so he allows the messy waves of his platinum hair to fall in his face while he rails you — it's a desperate attempt to hide his eyes. if you try to tuck his hair behind his ear, he grabs your wrists and pins them to the bed, trying to blink the tears away... i need this man right now <3

OSAMU DAZAI: ❛❛ FIRST TIME? ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ most people take it easy on virgins, but he's quite the opposite. NSFW

contents: fem!reader. degradation, corruption kink, name-calling, dacryphilia, sadism (?), very slight masochism if u squint, edging, implied prior overstim.

author's note: plannin' on rewriting this trope later on bc i don't rly like this :<

when you told dazai that tonight would be your first time, you weren't expecting him to go about it like this.

it's barely been half an hour since he got you in his sheets, but in just that short amount of time, dazai's got you crying and mewling things you had never thought would come out of your mouth.

"tsk, where'd my good girl go? all i see in front of me's a little cock-hungry slut," dazai drawls, roughly grabbing a handful of your hair and forcing you to meet his eyes. 

"aw, does that hurt? m' sorry, baby, but you look so pretty like this."

the corners of his mouth curve upwards when he sees the tears streaming down your cheeks, and he languidly runs his tongue up the side of your face.

in the past thirty minutes, you've already cummed more times than your nearly-delirious brain can count. you had been expecting dazai to take it easy on you, especially considering that this was your first time having sex. ever.

but no, like the tease that he was, dazai saw it as a great opportunity to rail the shit out of you instead. 

"s' not every day i get to break into a virgin," dazai groans, adjusting his grip on your waist to give you more space to spread your legs. "you're so tight, darling, i can barely open you up."

dazai has your back pressed deep into the mattress and legs spread wide enough for you to feel tomorrow's inevitable soreness already settling in, and you just know that it'd be a good idea to beg your boss for a sick day.

"ah, you're doing so well for someone with such little experience. tch, i'm not even sure if i buy that you've never slept with anyone before. fuck–" dazai cuts himself off with a groan as he feels himself hit your sweet spot deep inside. "you almost there yet, pretty?"

you nod quickly, unable to form any words besides his name. being fucked by dazai was the most painful experience you'd had in a while, but it was the type of pain that felt like food for your soul.

"yeah, that hurt?" he says, voice almost a purr as his thrusts become more and more intense. "look at you, such a mess on my cock, baby. you're doing so well." 

"'samu, i-i'm close," you whine, back arching against your will. somehow, your fingers find themselves on dazai's chest, practically clawing at any bit of skin they can latch onto. this feeling of being so close to ecstasy is entirely new to you, and god, you never want it to end.

"really?" dazai cooes, pace slowing the moment those three words escape from your swollen lips. and when you let out a pitiful and almost needy wail, dazai throws back his head and laughs.

"aw, did i ruin it for you?" he says condescendingly, running a hand through your hair and pressing his lips to your damp forehead. "look't you, this tired from slutting yourself out on me for just thirty minutes," he tsks, shaking his head. 

you whine his name again and make a face. "'s-samu, you didn't finish," you mumble, each word punctuated by a heavy, shaky breath.

his eyes round in faux sympathy and he makes a pouty face, grabbing your chin with one of his hands and forcing two of his fingers into your mouth. "what's that, baby?"

when you try to repeat yourself, the words come out as incoherent gibberish. dazai being knuckle-deep in your mouth doesn't help either.

"i'll let you cum later, sweetheart," dazai murmurs, a mischievous smile on his dimly lit face. he runs one of the fingers inside your mouth over your tongue and withdraws it, licking your saliva off of his fingers with a satisfied smile.

"you gotta work for it, darling," he cooes, leaning in for a messy kiss before he pushes you down impossibly farther into his dick, relishing the pained cry you let out a second later. 

"i don't let pretty girls like you cum for free."

Aegon Targaryen + little things that make me feel like I need to be tranquilized.

— ❝on this fateful night...two hearts danced.❞ ˚₊✩‧₊

ᥫ᭡ pairing :: neteyam sully x human! reader

ᥫ᭡ synopsis :: in omaticayan culture, a young na’vi male does not yet become a full fledged adult until he passes one of two rites of passage: 1) choosing an ikran, and 2) carving a bow from the wood of Hometree (and/or choosing a woman). reader is now 20, and the only man she’s ever loved is expected to choose a wife soon. one day when she overhears a rumor concerning neteyam and the first woman in line to betroth him, reader is struck with grief, ultimately venturing off deep into the forest where she knows nobody will follow her—somewhere forbidden. however, unbeknownst to her, a certain someone follows her trail…

ᥫ᭡ genre :: mature

ᥫ᭡ general tags :: 18+ (explicit sexual content, explicit language), angst, fluff

ᥫ᭡ content warnings :: characters aged up to 20, use of alcohol, inebriation, size kink (kinda), vaginal fingering, oral sex (f receiving), male masturbation, overstimulation, riding (no penetration), m/f ejaculation, squirting…i took some things out but i think that’s it?

ᥫ᭡ notes :: what a long week this has been…but we made it! i cannot believe the first thing i post after being on hiatus for months is blue alien sex. anyway, i hope you all enjoy. also, be mindful that the dialogue switches between formal and casual. it’s something that i noticed neteyam and kiri do a lot in the movie. for what reason? idk…but the big font after the read more is intentional bc ik some ppl complain that the small font hurts their eyes :3

ᥫ᭡ word count :: 7.2k

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“You have been wandering off by yourself a lot lately…” 

There goes that attentiveness, you could never put anything past her—Kiri, that is. She was just too good (to a fault), and though her keen eye and emotional intelligence were extremely useful, they were also the most aggravating traits about her. 

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he’s the queen (benjicot blackwood) we choose

no but imagine Aemond having to explain to Alicent how he didn't mean to feed Luke to his dragon, but he still fed Luke to his dragon you know ?

hi luv, I too was wishing I was in pandora rn but im stuck revising for my exams lmao

I wondering if I could request a Tayrangi clan reader x neteyam dating headcanons

-> for a quick preface I read up about the different clans in avatar lore and the tayrangi clan is so progressive and eclectic that I even prefer them over the other clans shown. Ikeyni (shown in the first avatar movie) girl bossed so hard for her 2 seconds of screen time, Ikeyni is actually the first female clan leader ever, so I wanted the oc reader to be her first born daughter and the next in line for the clan leader position, so there's a lot of parallels between neteyams and ocs life. and neteyam and the oc have the same type protective over each other narrative like Jake and neytiri <3

also still not over his death, like why James gotta do us like that

ps; give ya full creative freedom cuz I love ya writing, have a nice day

Neteyam x f!Tayrangi!Reader

an: I love, love this request and I'm super thankful that you also included more information about the Tayrangi! Honestly, I had to google it to remember who they were, but Ikeyni was THAT girl in the final battle for sure! Hope I did your request justice, I think you inspired me so much, that it became longer than expected.

Also, good luck on the exams - you've got this! <3

After the war, the Omatikaya develop close diplomatic relationship with the Tayrangi clan. That included being present on all important ceremonies, exchanging warriors in training and yearly meetings, where they discussed the potential danger of humans returning.

It was the celebration ceremony for the birthday of the clan leader’s daughter when you came to the jungle for the first time, together with your mother and a handful of your best warriors.

You have arrived on your ikrans, who were a little bit bigger than the mountain banshees that lived in the Hallelujah Mountains. Circling around the Tree of Souls, you managed to gain the attention of all the Omatiakaya sitting on the ground, who stepped back in a circle, once you landed in the middle of them.

Neteyam’s eyes immediately landed on your form - proud, tall, and covered in red and white body paint - and he choked on his air, catching everyone’s attention, including yours.

The eldest Sully has never been so embarrassed, the tips of his ears and cheeks in crimson red, while Lo’ak was behind him, holding his torso and trying to shake him up and down.

Once he managed to take a breath, he looked towards you again, only to find you smirking at him, before you turned your attention to Jake and Neytiri.

Soon he realised the woman next to you was your mother Ikeyni, and she was also a clan leader. Now it made sense why you carried similar painted patterns on your face and chests, and why you were seated right in the centre, next to his family during the whole ceremony.

Unlike him, you were not shy. You kept gazing towards his direction while you were all praying to Ewya for the health and prosperity of the child, and had no problem coming to him and his siblings once dinner started, sitting right next to him.

“Hi, I’m Y/N? You’re Neteyam, right? The oldest son of Toruk Makto? You’re cute!”

He almost choked again, this time on his food, while Lo’ak and Kiri burst out laughing. The whole time while you were eating you kept flirting with him and giggling at his embarrassment, giving more reasons to his siblings to tease him.

You were staying with the Omatikaya for few more days, and you and Neteyam wasted no time searching each other’s company. Flying with your ikrans, going hunting, walking around the jungle, where he would proudly show around his home - you were glued to each other almost from early morning to late night.

Just like him you were the next clan leader in training, yet you were raised and trained in much different way.

Unlike his timid and calculated nature, you were very confident, loud and adventurous. You had no problem seeking high adrenaline activities with his brother Lo’ak, who openly admired you, or breaking the rules set by the elders.

You also did not have the complex of the golden child - your mother told you that the only way to learn is through mistakes. Neteyam was jealous of your care-free nature, wishing that he was also treated the same way.

The day of your leaving, you promised each other you’re going to visit, when in sudden burst of confidence, he kissed your cheek before running away.

Unfortunately for you, the meeting did not become reality for a while. Already 15, you were one of the warriors sent to help the Omatikaya clan once the humans came back and your blood boiled with excitement, knowing you would see Neteyam again. 

Once you did, your heart stopped for a second - he looked somewhat taller, and his hands and back gained some muscle. 

His reaction was not different - still painted in the traditional red and white paint for your clan, you started looking more like a woman, rather than a child. His jaw clenched once he noticed Lo’ak was already having you in his arms, twirling you around, while he was still frozen in his place.

While you were still the self-assure, funny girl he met a year ago, you looked way more collected and calm, not rushing in any dangerous races or activities (much to his brother dismay) and preferring to spend time with Jake and Neteyam, strategizing your next moves.

The older Sully brother, however, had a very hard time concentrating around you, causing him to get scolded more often by his dad. You saw that and in your typical nature, called out Jake for being too strict on his son, leaving him baffled with the way you just spoke to him.

You just struggled your shoulders, saying: “In the Tayrangi clan you do not owe ultimate respect to those older than you - if they are wrong, they need to be called out. How else would they know they are not in the right?”

Again, you started spending more and more time together, your wild nature definitely affecting Neteyam, who has never sneaked out late at night before, neither had he answered back to his dad, when he was scolding him for Lo’ak recklessness.

Jake definitely did not like you in the beginning - just like any Tayrangi, you were too independent and had complete disregard for any rules.

Neytiri on the other hand adored you - she has always held a great respect towards Ikeyni and you were complete copy of her character, making her proud that Neteyam was involved a such a strong female. She also secretly enjoyed the way you would argue with Jake, since in her opinion, he was too harsh on his sons.

Always speaking your mind, you are the one who openly admitted your feelings towards the boy during one of your late night walks in the jungle, and stating you wished you were more than friends. 

All the confidence Neteyam developed while you were apart from each other, immediately vanished and it took him nearly 30 minutes to gather his words in proper sentences and admits he likes your back.

This was also when you had your first kiss - short, soft and gentle. 

After that you would constantly steal kisses from each other - early in the morning before everyone wakes up, during training, while you were playing around with the other siblings and thought they were not looking.

Jake has definitely caught you at least a couple of times, however, seeing that his son looks way happier and in a good mood, since he started his relationship with you, he just smiled at you, leaving you alone.

I imagine while he is not a big fan of PDA, you would constantly try to search close contact with him all the time - in the forms of hugs, small touches on the arm, kisses on the forehead, massages - you love to show him your love and you were not afraid for the other Na’vi to see it.

Both of you are very protective of each other, completely losing your mind if one of you get into danger. Unlike him, you are not hiding your emotions, so every time he gets hurt, you show your whole palette of moods - from sadness, to disappointment, to anger, till you finally cry in happiness next to his shoulder, thanking Ewya he is alive.

Despite living with the Omatikaya for a while, you do not adapt well to all their rules, especially the ones that involve always listening to the elders. You would often get defensive very quickly, especially if you hear unreasonable critique towards Neteyam, who always try to tug you back to his side and apologize for your outbursts, before you glare at his head.

I just know, you’re going to be the one pulling Lo’ak’s ears every time he gets in trouble or at least tries to. While he loves you like his sister, he is very scared of you.

Would probably fight with Neteyam from time to time, mainly because of your cultural differences, yet you would made up after an hour at most. You can’t seem to stay away from each other for a long time.

Would make him choke again, once you randomly ask his parents if they can promise him to you as a future mate.

My hips are the temple and your hands a prayer (Aemond Targaryen x f!reader)

(This is my apology fic for dissapearing for a week)

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Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Word count: 3.1k

Summary: Aemond has to leave for some family buisness just to come back and be surprised by your announcement.

Warning: Mentions of cringy sex, voyeurism, read if you want, but if you are a minor, leave! why are you here?!

A/N: Sorry for dissapearing but this week was so horrible that I only wanted to curl on my bed and cry :( I also was surprised that I got to 300 followers? how? I mean thank you so much but I guess I didn’t actually expected it! By the way, I saw the few requests you guys send me and I will get to them as fast as possible, I’m trying to finish A guiding sea so after that I will start them! 

In the few weeks you been married, there was no moment your husband wouldn’t have you on your bed. Aemond made his mission to let you discover what beautiful and graceful sex was and to be honest, you really didn’t mind, you enjoy the type of emotions that man could give you.

This morning wasn’t any different as his hands wrapped around your tights as he help you ride him. “Just like that.” He whispered against the skin of your breasts, the tightness that surrounded him was an aphrodisiac feeling he would never get tired of it. Several loud knocks broke away that erotic ambience that surrounded the both of you.

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