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hotluncheddie · 1 year

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stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

part 3

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‘ok. ok! you just, you just gotta be cool munson. be casual. chill. just like, vibe, yeah? yeah. no more funny business.’ eddie holds his fists up to himself in the dinky bathroom mirror. a couple of jabs, a quick one two, that’ll clear his head.

clear his head enough to go out and deal with steve fucking harrington again and his stupid stupid face and neck and tongue and like pretty fucking ankle bones. fucker.

see eddies not blind, and he’s not that dumb, he knows he flirts with steve and he knows steve flirts back. he just. cant deal with it just yet. it’s like every time he’s around the guy he blacks out and resurfaces red faced and half hard. but the point at which his vision fades and all hell breaking loose seems to vary so completely that he can’t stop it happening.

their conversations will start normal, a jolly lark, a guffaw here, a story there but then bam! someone said or did something that shifted his functioning brain capacity from 60% on a good day to like -5% and that’s being generous.

he just can’t get his ratty little self to either 1) stop liking steve harrington in a gay, gay, homosexual way. or 2) accept that someone like steve harrington could possibly like aforementioned rat himself eddie munson and actually process his feeling into a reaction that’s more than; red, red, half a boner, sweaty palms, red.

so he took a second to hide in the bathroom. that’s fine, that’s kind even. self care, as robin likes to say when she paints her nails on top of steve’s head when he sits on the computer at work. he likes to make the chair super low because apparently it helps his posture and he need to keep an eye on his posture or else he’ll end up like his great uncle melvin, or something.

self care time is over however because robins knocking on the little bathroom door, hollering about needing to get home to practice for her english presentation tomorrow. so it’s time for eddie to put his big boy pants back on and get in steve’s car.

eddie full body shudders.

‘finish writing you sad boy poems on the stall walls in there? roses are red, violets are blue, i like big dumb jock boys but can’t seem to accept they like me too, even if my very cool very in the know friend robin tells me too. hm?’ robin slings an arm over his shoulder and steers him back to the table.

eddie sniffs, crossing his arms ‘that last bit doesn’t rhyme so, i will be ignoring all of it. F for u buckbey.’

‘not everything has to rhyme perfectly u know. it can still fit together just fine as it is.’ she tugs on one of his curls before slipping back into steve side, finishing off the last of his milkshake and hauling him out of the booth because she ‘has shit to do dingus.’

too smart for her own good that chick. eddie loves her. he’s also going to move away and never talk to her ever again, maybe steal her collection of berets too, become a hat guy, once he reinvents himself. yeah.

steve is putting a few bills on the table, slinging his jacket over his shoulder. ‘just fries tonight ed’s? that makes you kind of a cheap date don’t you think?’ tapping eddie under the chin before following robin to the door, smacking his palm on the frame above on the way out. because of course he does, the neanderthal. all broad shoulders and biceps and ass.

there a second where eddie thinks steve could smack him like that but then he feels his vision spotting. can a guy not catch a break around here? jesus!

the car ride is a blissful reprieve due to cyndi lauper coming on, which had steve and robin performing a duet. which then needed to be tweaked and discussed in detail ready for the next time that specific song came on the radio.

it was honestly nice to watch. eddie had walked to family video that day because his van keeps playing up after it’s stint hidden in the woods. poor girl just needs a day off once in a while so eddie walks and then listens to car duets from two very much none singers. but it nice. makes his heart all yucky and warm.

until robin is leaving. leaving him alone to be a big nerd with a future. leaving him alone to make a fool of himself again. his ego is big and he likes to keep it that way.

‘you coming up here then’ steve shifts slightly, looking as far as he can over his shoulder at eddie huddled behind the drivers seat. ‘no’ he squeaks because last time steve got all up in his face getting his tape box out of the glove compartment. rifling through it while it was on eddies lap. so close eddie could smell the apple from his shampoo and the cigarette they’d shared earlier.

self care.

‘ooh you want the full harington taxi service do you? i see, well then govna, where too is it?’ steve tips his invisible cap and has the most awful cockney accent eddies ever heard, and he did middle school theatre.

‘geeze, just take me home dude.’ eddie shoves through the gap between the seats, landing heavy in the passenger. crossing his arms and trying to hide his smile behind his hair.

‘there he is. out of the shadows.’ steve tucks some of his curls behind his ear. eddie sees the soft smile out of his peripheral. tries to swallow the cotton in his mouth. steve turn back to the road ‘let’s rock ‘n roll’ he revvs the engine, wiggling his eyebrows, before checking his blind spot and pulling away into a cushy 30mph.

eddie looks out the window and hides his grin in his palm.

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part 1 (eddie) part 2 (steve) part 4 (steve) part 5 (eddie) part 6 (steve) part 7 (eddie)

tags! ( ty for asking to be tagged wow so lovely can’t believe it hehe :3c ) (sry if i missed anyone or u didn’t want to be tagged just let me know!)

@bidisastersworld @sadcanadianwinter @mightbeasleep @butterflysandpeppermint @gregre369 @fandomz-brainrot @satan-is-obsessed @resident-gay-bitch @grtwdsmwhr @forsexyscience

#steddie #steve x eddie #my silly silly boys #cocky steve #eddie and robin are besties it’s tru its tru #<3 #hotlunch #my fic #stop being a goblin and let me kiss you

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icameheretoreadstuff · 9 months

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Shut up

Pairings: Fp Jones II x reader

Warning: 18+, Public Smut, Explicit sex, Explicit Language, Rough Oral, Spanking.

Summary: basically, youre pissing off FP Jones the serpent king just to get into bed with him.

A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You walked up to Fp, he had just come back from an errand. You were in the woods with the serpents, drinking beer and just celebrating some stupid shit you didnt care about. You only cared about him right now, you wanted to run up to him and just kiss him. You've wanted to do that since forever really, but he always keep such a wall up and dissmisses you all the time. Your friends told you this yesterday, that he keeps looking at you longingly but looks away when you look over to him. They asked you if you were into him but you didnt know how to respond.

But you knew you felt this urge to just take his pants off and have your way with him. His smile, his hair and hands, the way he talked about importaint things to his fellow serpents. The way he kicked ass, and gosh he was just god damn frustratingly handsome. But now you were going to confront him if he had anything against you or something, cause really, why did he always look away like that?

your whole body was electrefied, just the thought of keeping him close to you and tasting his lips were making you think unclearly. "FP" you said bluntly, he looked over to you for a second as let out a shaky breath. "what" he simply asked, and then he leaned on a rock nearby as he crossed his hands and looked over to where everyone else was.

You walked closer to him, he inhaled and closed his eyes for a moment as he looked down and his chest blew up. "what?" he asked again as he exhaled a shaky breath.

"I want to talk to you about something that's been bugging me" you finally said. He still wouldn't look at you, but you walked closer up to him. "You never look me in he eye anymore, you're never alone with me for more than a couple of seconds" you stated and looked at him, studying him. His neck was so fucking distracting.

"whats the deal, FP?" He sighed and still refused to look at you but said, "nothing, I need to go" he said simply and were on his way to leave before you gently pushed him down on the rock again.

He looked at you confused "what are you doing?" he asked as if he couldnt tell where this conversation started. "why do you do this to me and only me?" you asked again and pushed him a little harder this time, he rised up and held his hands up in defense as he shaked his head "im not in the mood" you pushed him once more. "what's your deal, huh?" you chuckled "We used to not have any problems with getting along, for the sake of the serpents" you pushed him once more in his chest, this time a little harder. "but now you purposely ignore me" you pushed him once more, but this time he stopped you with his hands on your shoulders.

He slowly grabbed your hands and held them together. "stop that" he said, you managed to get your hands loose as you pushed him once more. "tell me the truth you sissy" you chuckled. This time you could see he started to get angry. "there you are!" you joked "can we talk for real now?" he shaked his head in frustration and tried to calm down, but then you pushed him once more. "Y/N, STOP" you froze as you could tell he really was angry now. "can you please just talk to me and not-"

he grabbed your head and leaned closer to you, "youre so god damn demanding" he shaked his head "I cant just talk to you just becuase you want me to" you looked at him, the frustration was building up inside you. "why the fuck not" you whispered. "I'm not sure I want you to know yet" he whispered back. You gave him a warning look, "fock you" you nearly shouted "stop" he said as he laid his hands on your chest, grabbing your jacket "fock you" he sneered "fock you" you said once more.

he pulled you close and leaned closer to your ear and breathed in your perfume as he grunted "no" he leaned his chin into yours "fuck me" you said and leaned back so you could see his face. "y/n, stop" he said "no" you whimpered.

You leaned closer so that your nose were perfectly placed right infront of the tip of his nose. He began panting slowly and deep. "you smell so god damn good, you hands on my body feels so right" you whispered. "stop" he whispered. "The things I want to do to you-" you bit your underlip. "the things I want you to do to me" you couldnt help but feel his chest tighting up and his hips moved closer to you, so you stood even closer together.

You grabbed his hands and placed them on your waist, making him hug you. "I want you so bad" you said as you playfully licked his underlip. "I want to lick you more than just your underlip" he grabbed your waist and moved them tightly down to your ass. "I want you to tell me the truth" you said. "you know the truth" he simply said. "I want to hear it from you" you said and moved down to his neck and playfully licked him, kissed him softly on his gorgous neck and then you moved up to smell his hair.

He smelled so fucking good. He let out a sound that made your knees weak. "I-" he started and then he finally grabbed your ass hard which made you let out a moan. "want-" he pushed his hips hard into your core "you" he let out a sigh as he lifted up your ass playfully and smacked it. "more than you know" the words he was saying was making you slowly thrust into him "finally" you chuckled. "Everytime im alone with you, everytime I see you- I just wanna-" his voice broke as he thrusted into you. "then do it" you said and leaned closer to his mouth again. "Guide me into the woods and do me right here and right now"

He leaned back and let out a grunt, he took his free hand and combed it threw his hair as he took a look at you. "I have struggled so badly to not do this with you" he chuckled out in frustration. "do what?" you asked innocently as you took his hand, wanting to guide him to a place where you could finally just kiss the fuck out of him.

"y/n, you should be with somebody else" he said. "fuck no" you whispered and dragged him with you into the woods. You didn't stop until the chatter from the party started to tune out. You stopped and let go of his hand, he was standing right behind you. you slowly took of your jacket and let your hair fall over the shoulder.

You took off your top and turned around to throw it in his face. he grabbed it and layed it on a rock nearby, while not breaking the eyecontact. He took of his jacket as he gazed on your boobs making him hum. He threw his jacket and his shirt on the rock as he walked over to you and crashed his lips into yours.

One of his hands grabbed your boob, which made you moan and you let your hands grab his biceps. He licked your upper lip, grazed his lips unto yours as he kissed you deeply while inhaling. you grabbed one of your hands around his neck and deepened the kiss. You enjoyed tasting his lips, his tounge and then you did the one thing you’ve always wanted to do. You playfully bite his upperlip.

He smirked and grabbed your ass. Then he spanked you, he pushed down your skirt to the ground. You whimpered as a result as you kissed him while you couldnt wait for what he planed to do to you. He spanked you on your ass and turned you around, he bent down and took a bite on your asscheek. You leaned into a tree as you pushed your ass upwards, signaling him to do whatever he wanted.

He grunted and bit your ass once more, and then he guided your legs to stand more apart from each other. He spanked you lightly and moaned at the sight. He dragged down your panties slowly and moaned as he spread your asscheeks, revealing your core. He bent closer and kissed your core sloppy and licked your core with a flat tougne. This sent vibrations throughout your body like a heatwave.

You let out a moan. "shh" he chuckled. "fp" you moaned, the sensation of him tasting every inch of your core was making you let out all these sounds you couldnt hold back. He spanked you as a result "sh" he whispered as he licked you slowly from the begining of your core up to your ass, and bit you on your asscheek. "fp" you moaned, he spanked you once more "Im going to spank you everytime you make a sound" he warned with a smirk. He leaned twoards your core and took his long tounge and inserted it, you let out a moan and started to thrust yourself into him.

He playfully sucked on your lip. "I want you to cum on my tounge, love" he whispered. he turned you around sat down on the ground on his knees, as he took one leg at the time on each side of his shoulders, so your core were even closer to his mouth. your back was up against a big tree and he was pushing you upwords and held your hips so you wouldnt fall.

He put his tounge inside you once more. "fp" you moaned, the position you were in with him was making you moan uncontrolably. you couldnt hold back anymore. You began pushing yourself down on his long tounge. you grabbed his hair as you started to thrust yourself on his tounge. He pushed himself closer to your core sucking and licking at your lips, as he looked up on you. You grabbed one of your hands and pinched your nipple as you moaned.

He moaned while his tounge was still inside you, his voice sent vibrations throughout your clit. You began panting hard and deep, feeling the climax closing in. He roughly thrusted his tounge inside you as you let out all theese sounds which you couldnt hold back anymore. The sounds he was making with your core was driving you harder and harder twoards the climax. "FP!" you said again, and again as you hit climax riding out your high.

He let you down carefully as he had a look on his face you had never seen before. "I'm so horny for you right now, thats the hottest thing Ive ever seen, Never once have I imagine it to be like this" he whispered twoards your lips and kissed you deeply. He whispered "taste" he simply said, and then you kissed him deeply. You moaned and licked his tounge, then he grabbed your nipples and licked them, he playfully sucked on your left boob while moaning, which made you moan.

"I want you so bad" he shaked with excitement. He pulled back and opened up his buckle. you grabbed the skirt on the ground and sat your knees ontop of it for more comfort. you looked up at him "I wanna taste you so bad" you whimpered, he smirked and pulled down his pants and then his boxershorts. his long shaft bounced out and your gaze went straigt to his shaft. you whimpered as you grabbed his shaft and tried to consume his long shaft.

He moaned and his head fell backwords. his hips started to thrust sowly as you managed to bob your head. You licked his shaft from the end to the top. "y/n" he moaned and grabbed your hair into a ponytail.

You moaned as you put his shaft into your mouth until you felt his balls under your chin. Tears started to come down your cheek as you grabbed his bouncy ass. You guided him to thrust you slowly into your mouth as he moaned your name. "you feel so good, babe" he moaned. "Im going to cum if you keep this up and I havent even-" before he could finish he moaned and thrusted hard into you.

He pulled out and grabbed your hands, guiding you up. "I want you to cum on my dick" he whispered "I want to hold you while fucking your brains out" he moaned. He grabbed your legs and held you close up twoards the big tree. He began panting slowly as he put his shaft slowly inside you. "fp" you moaned and he tried his best to go slow to let you adjust to his size, but when you moaned once more he couldnt help himself. He thrusted himself into you and began finding a slow but hard rythum. "your sounds are driving me insane" he whispered into your ear as he kept thrusting inside you, you guided your hands on his shoulders to have something to hold on to.

he let out a sigh as he pulled you out slowly and then slowly inside you again. "y/n" he moaned and then he kept thrusting into you until you began to feel your breath become deep and hard, He found a slow rythum at first before he thrusted harder and harder, in a fast rythum. He kept up the pace until you climaxed. "youre so beautifull" he said, and then he grabbed your ass hard while thrusting hard into you like a maniac until he pulled out and guided his shaft twoards the ground and climaxed on the tree.

He let you down safely from his grip as he kept panting. "that was amazing" he said while still looking at you. "youre amazing, and I think I want to do this again" you said while closing in on where he stood "and again" you said as you smirked "and again" he agreed.

#riverdale #riverdale smut #fp jones x reader #fp jones #female reader #x reader #smut #fp jones smut

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reagi-df · 2 months

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I cast “Become a tot” on the older mean leo

I thank you anon you've given me the perfect opportunity to bring this little chaotic shit in @tmntaucompetition

“Leon what did you do?” Leon turns his head around and glares at his twin.

“What makes you think I had anything to do with it?”

Even behind the fake moustache and glasses Leon can still see the look Donnie shoots at him, one of “I don’t believe the shit you're telling me Nardo; Leon scoffs and looks down at the angry looking tot who’s glaring at him.

“With you?” He arches a sharpie brow.

Leon grins showing his teeth and a slight growl rumbles out. “I take offence at that”

“Mhm I’m sure you do. He says sarcastically” Donnie narrows his eyes at him, “so dear brother. What did you do?”

“I don’t do anything! Someone pointed and said something at him and then, poof” Leon hesitates to the tot standing near three empty trans darts. “He’s like 2 inches tall”

Donnie looks down and he furrows his brows while he bends, reaching for the tranqs. There was a sudden low hiss as Donnie got closer. They all froze and stared at CLeo. The tot was tense as he stared at the soft shell, sharp baby teeth on full display. Donnie stayed still and brought his hands up slowly as he backed away, it was like he was dealing with a stray animal.

Leon doesn't see the difference really.

“Can’t say I wasn’t expecting that considering.” The soft shell murmurs.

And yeah, Leon can agree. CLeo is still giving Tello the cold shoulder and the older soft-shell is just sulking in his lab.

“Y’know, you're much more likeable like this” he grins as he reaches down, only to yelp and clutch his hand to his plastron. There’s some blood on his palm from where CLeo bit him.

“Can’t say you didn’t deserve that Nardo” Donnie chuckles as he crosses his arms, eyeing the tot warily. Yuichi hovers to the side of him as he looks at the tot.

“Your not a turtle your a shark, you little ankle biter” CLeo looks up at him, face clean of CLeo’s own scars he wore as an adult; as well as his extra markings, all that was left in its place was the nick above his left eye and on the right side of his chin. Scars that have faded with time on Leon’s own face.

CLeo growls and it’s the curliest thing he’s ever heard. Ignoring the dull ache in his hands he can help but coo, and it seems Yuichi and Donnie arnt immune as well, Yuichi has a twinkle in his eye as he crouches and Leon can see Donnie pulling out his phone.

Blackmail material, why didn’t I think of that. He muses.

CLeo growls again and a chirp breaks free from Leon’s own mouth, shocking all of them. They all stare at each other before Donnie and Yuichi burst out laughing, Leon can feel his face heating up as he sinks into his hoodie.

“Yeah yeah, laugh it up you asses”

”Ha! This is too good” Donnie chuckles as he points his phone at Leon, grin spread wide. Leon can see Donnie mime ‘smile’ and Leon flips his finger at him.

He looks so stupid with the fake moustache and glasses. Leon wished Mikey had taken paints to that Einstein outfit.

“There’s no shame in it kappa” Yuchi chuckles softly and Leon’s face gets hotter. “It’s only instinct” he grins cockily -and he pointedly ignores the butterflies in his stomach- as he holds CLeo in his arms.

The tot looks content and he blinks sleepily at Leon, even as a tot CLeo still has that sharp look in his eyes. And he stares from under heavily lidded eyes at him and Leon cant help the shudder run through his body, memories of the fights rushing to the forefront of his mind.

“Awww the ankle bitter still tired” humming smugly, forcing himself to ignore the flashes of memories.

“You did unload three tranqs into him. And he was just waking up before he was turned," Yuichi murmurs as he pulls the dozing tot closer.

“What do you mean three?” Looking over to Donnie he sees the furrowed brows. “Well, you see” Leon rubs the back of his neck.

“Nardo” the purple turtle growls as he slowly steps closer to Yuichi, bringing his gauntlet arm up to scan the tot.

“Alright alright. Jeez” he clears his throat. “You said he couldn’t fight, you remember what happened last time someone was in his way” Leon points to both of them

“I remember very clearly,” his twin says.

“And you gave me them for times like this” Leon throws his arms wide, gesturing to the fight going on.

“I did, but what I didn’t expect my dumb dumb of a brother was to use all three at the same time” he bit out.

Eugh boy.

“C’mon, what harm can it do? Especially with his biology” he explains.

“Sigh” Donnie rubs his temples having finished the scan. “Even so, Nardo. He’s a tot now, and even with his biology; those tranqs were designed for someone who was bigger, not this” he points towards the sleeping tot in the rabbits arms.

Leon falters. Cleo looks peaceful for once.

“It's not like I meant to, how’d I know this was going to happen?” He growls, not liking the idea the Donnie thinks he did this on purpose.

“I’m not saying you did, I’m just telling you that it could be dangerous, but luckily for us, it seems he had already burnt through the minority of it.”

Leon cringes, already burnt through most of it. He had even been down for 15 mins.

“I get it oaky, I’m not as stupid as you think”

Donnie looks at him, really looks at him and goes to open his mouth but the beeping of his head gear stops him. Looking at his gauntlet he sighs.

“Excuse me, lesser me is calling,'' with that, he turns away from them.

“Ahh I was wondering when you’d call” Donnie drones.

Looking back at the rabbit he sees Yuchi gently rocking the tot, humming softly as he stares down at the sleeping turtle. Leon blinks, heart fluttering.

“You look happy” he jokes quietly, even with all the chaos going on around them, it’s peaceful.

“Mhm I haven’t had to deal with children since I left Japan. Even in the Usagi clan there were always children running about. Since being older, I was usually the one having to wrangle them, they can be a lot but I enjoyed it. Always found a way to make me laugh.”

The smile Yuichi wore was gentle as he reminisced, the rabbit's ears twitched and a grin spread across his face. Leaning his head to the side he leans closer to CLeo he chuckles.

“Hey, c’mere” stepping closer he leans his head down. He doesn't hear anything at first, their surroundings filled with shouts and explosions but even so, the more he listens the more he can hear the soft purr.

Oh he’s getting so much black tail material for this.

“Think he remembers?” The rabbit asks.

“What before he got turned?” Leon eyes the tot, god he hopes he doesn't remember.

Yuchi aborts his shrug so he doesn't describe the turtle, “ before, after.”

“Mhm I don’t plan to stick around after he’s back to normal,” he snorts, “hoping he goes back to normal.” he corents

Yuichi cringes, ”how is this even possible” he comments.

“I mean, with this place,” Leo gestures around them, “anything is possible”. Yuchi hums and they lapse into silence again.

“The others are gonna have a field day with this”

Leon snorts, that they can agree on.

“He feels cold” Yuichi furrows his brows.

Leon looks on, and then a smug mischievous grin spreads across his face. “Ohh i have something he can wear”. Yuichi has a look of concern on his face and brings the turtle closer to his chest, angling his body away from Leon.

“Don't be mean”

Scoffing Leon places a blooded hand on his plastron, “Moi?”

wow this got long... also please ignore any mistakes

#tmnt au competition #tmnt au propaganda #forgive me #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise leo #rottmnt leo #future leo #forgive me leon #forgive me usagi #forgive me tot #forgive me donnie #rottmnt donnie #rise donnie #rottmnt leonardo #rise usagi

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frozenpeazz · 1 year

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Oh Daniel..

Pairing- Daniel Larusso x f! reader

Warning ⚠️- angst?, Fluff, blood, injury, swearing, Daniel Larusso and his dashing looks 😩😩

Daniel gets beat up by Johnny (again), and you patch him up <3

Y/n/n - Your nick-name

Its was around 8pm, you were sat on your bed reading a book when you heard a knock on your window. You panicked as you whipped your head round to stare at the glass, only to make out the shadow of your boyfriend. Daniel Larusso. Your sweet boy who you loved with your whole heart. You still felt the adrenaline from the scare he gave you as you got up and made your way to the window, sliding it open.

"Jeez Danny, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" You say helping him inside but the slight annoyance at his sudden arrival quickly wore off after seeing his crumpled frame and his body covered in dirt and blood. "Daniel! Oh my god what happened?!" You exclaimed as you draped his arm around your shoulder and wrapped your arm around his waist for support.

"Just Johnny kickin' my ass again. The usual." He chuckled slightly then wincing from the pain in his ribcage.

"Oh danny.. If those stupid boys dont leave it I'll beat the shit outa' them myself! And i mean it!" You say in anger as you gently sit him on your bed.

"Now wait here. I'll be back in a second okay?" You kissed his head lightly as he nods.

You return after a couple minutes with a first aid kit and a wet cloth. You stand in-between Daniels legs as you tilt his chin up to look at you.

"My lord, what did they do to you?!" You say as you gently scrub at the dirt on his cheeks causing him to smile, that same smile that made you fall in love with him.

"I was ridin' home on my bike and well, lets say they pushed me off..down the hill." he cringes to himself as the memory of the event that happened just 20 minutes prior flood back into his mind. You tense slightly.

"Aw my poor baby boy.. just wait until i get my hands on those pricks and i promise you they wont pester you again!" You say as you fix his chocolate brown hair. Daniel smiles to himself at the thought of you attempting to beat up Johnny Lawrence, the toughest guy at school.

After getting all the dirt off you begin to open the first aid kit gett out some medical ointment.

"Danny?"

"Mm?"

"Your going to need to take your top off so i can treat your wounds." You turn to look at the boy and you notice a thin blush painted his cheeks.

"Uh- o-only if your comfortable with it!" The brunette boy chuckles slightly as he slowly removes the shirt he's wearing to reveal his bare tanned chest. You cant help but stare, at least for a second. You feel your cheeks heat up as you begin to wet a new cloth with the medical ointment.

"This is going to sting Danny." You warn as you begin rubbing the cloth over the wounds covering his body. He hisses in pain as he grabs onto your free hand and begins to squeeze it.

"I know Danny, im sorry."

"D-dont be sorry. 'm fine Y/n/n." He assures you as you continue treating his cuts. After cleaning and applying bandages to Daniels body you finally put away the first aid kit.

"Honestly. Those jerks just dont know when to stop do they." You say with anger laced into your voice. Daniel laughs.

"Yeah well, 'least i got my own personal doctor to heal me afterwards. Thank you by the way, for helping me." After putting away the kit you make your way over to your boyfriend laying on the bed next to him beckoning him to lay in your lap.

"Anything for my pretty boy." You say causing Daniel to smile as he blushes slightly laying his head on your chest on top of you.

"Those jerks better be ready to hear from me." You whisper, playing with Daniels hair.

"They wont be expecting it thats for sure." Daniel jokes as he relaxes into your touch.

"I love you Y/n/n."

"I love you to Danny. Even when your all beat up."

#daniel larusso #daniel larusso x reader #DanielLarussoxreader #DanielLarusso #karatekid1984

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slashers-gf · 1 year

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Can you please do kokushibo 👹sm*t

This is smut so if your not 18+ then keep on scrolling (I know your not tho)

You are a demon slayer and right now you were fighting a demon. You were a strong and powerful demon slayer but right now you were have trouble.

You were fighting against kokushibo known as a upper rank one of the twelve kizuki. You weren't trying to fight him cause even if you were know to be one of the greatest demon slayer, you knew you couldn't beat him. But you had no other choice but to fight him as he was going after you.

You were losing to him. You had bruises and cuts all over you, heck you might even had broken bones but you just didn't know because of the adrenaline. You had to survive you just had to. You could not die like this. You had your family to get back to. That was that was going through your head. How would your mother be able to take care of her 5 children without you there to help and protect them from the monster.

Kokomo kick you in the stomach making you go flying into a tree. You coughed out blood. You were scared of what would happen to them, you didn't care about your life. But you just have to live to see them, you would do anything to make that happen.

Y/n pov

"Please s-stop" I coughed blood. He walked towards me ready to kill me. He was huge about 6 feet tall. (Damn he that tall image his 👁👁) He towered over me looking down at me. "I put your pathetic life at rest" he said while he was about to kill me with his sword. "Dont I cant die please I-I'm begging you" looking down'god I'm pathetic, how can someone like me begging a demon'

"And why is that" he seemed to be interested in what I have to say. "I just cant I have my family to protect, so please dont kill me." He laughed "thats real funny how about I kill them to after you" he smirked and was about to kill me "I'LL DO ANYTHING" he stop just centimeters away from my neck. "Anything" he asked. "Yes anything you want, I'll even give you my body" he bent down to my leave and picked my my chin to look at him. "Are you sure? Be careful of what you say little one" he smirked at me. For some reason I didn't feel scared for my life I felt calm while I looked into his eyes. "Yes"

He looked at me and smirked. He smashed his lips on mine. I didn't move a muscle and just closed my eyes hopping the time would fly by. He suddenly picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I screamed at his the action. "HEY " he slapped my ass "dont yell you stupid human" he kept on walking. "Where are you taking me" I asked but he didn't answer. "hey im talking to you, I expect a answer" I was annoyed. "We're almost there" I can tell he was annoyed. I just stayed quiet so he wouldn't get mad and kill me on the spot.

He finally said "we're here" I didn't know what this place was. It seemed like a old haunted house. He entered the house he still hasn't put me down. The inside of the house didn't look old. It was clean it had stuff in there as if it was just a normal basic house. He walk to a room and threw me on the bed. "Hey wh-" his lips were on mine. He slip his tongue into my mouth, his tongue meet mine and we were fighting for dominance. He then started to strip me to nothing.

The sat on the bed and layed down signaling me to come and sit. I sat on his torso, he grabbed my hips pushing me towards his face. Once I understood what he was doing I grabbed his wrists "no I cant its embarrassing" he growled and griped me harder "shut up and do it before I kill you" I moved up slowly, I was hovering over his face. He suddenly pull me on to his face and he got to work. I moaned when I felt his tongue start to lick my folds. His tongue felt so good, he began to licker and suck on my sensitive bub. He gripped my thighs to pull me closer to his face. His tongue slipped pass my fold and started to lick my entrance. I stared moaning more when he did this. He pushed his tongue into my me and stated to tongue fuck me. "Im gonna cum" he keep fucking me with his tongue I could feel it wiggle inside me. I came into his mouth, he lapped it all up,getting every drop.

I slid down onto his chest. His face was overed in my juices. He wiped chin with the back of his hand. I got off of his, my face was super red, I hid my face with my hands. "Dont hide your face " he pulled my hands away from my face and started to kiss on my neck. It tickled when he did that until he found a sertain spot on my neck. I moaned when he started to suck only that spot. He kept on abusing that stop until there was a dark shade of purple left. He pulled away to see his work and smirked. He moved to my boobs a took my nipple into his mouth and started to suck while me teased my other nipple with his fingers.

He pulled me on to his lap. He had one of his legs between my legs. I started to grind my hips on to his legs to get some friction, while he sucked on my boobs leaving marks. "Your such a naughty girl grinding your pussy on my thigh" all I could do was moan when he said that. He moved one hand to circle my clit. I stared to move fasted trying to reach my climax. "Are you close" I clung to him "yes so close" he stop his movement on my clit and pushed me onto my back on the bed. He took on pants and his boxers following. His member springed out, he was a lot bigger that I expected, shit he's the biggest I have been with and seen. He climbed over me and opened my legs wide. He position the tip at my entrance.

I started to breath heavily, I was scared that it was gonna hurt. I was closing my eyes preparing for the pain, then I felt a hand on my cheek. I open my eyes "it wont hurt a lot since your so wet" he slowly entered his tip inside me. I arched my back when I felt the stretch that his cock was causing me. He pushed more and more into me. My eyes rolled back "your so tight" my eyes started to water. Tears slipped pass my eyes and across my face. He wiped my eyes "shhh it's ok your doing good" I nodded. Once he was fully in I tried to adjust to the feeling. Once I was comfortable I started moving my hips. He moaned when I did that. I smirked and did it again. He growled "I won't be able to hold back if you keep doing that" I smirked and did it again. He gripped both my wrist with one hand and put them above my head. He pulled out and rammed back, we both moaned.

He did it again, I wrapped my legs around his waist. He started to thrust his member in me. He kept thrusting while I was a moaning mess. While he was doing that he hit a spot that made me see stars. I moaned out loud and arched my back. "Yes right there kokushibo" I was on cloud nine. I was close, he removed his hand from my wrists. I wrapped my hands around him clinging on to him. He was hitting that spot every time. "Im close" I was up against his chest. "Cum for me" that was all I need to to hear. I came, he followed not long after me.

I could feel his hot seeds in me. He pulled out. His cum was dripping from my hole. "What a beautiful sight to see, filled up with my cum" he smirked at me. I was tired, I closed my eyes. I felt him pick me up and I heard water coming from the bathroom before the I fell asleep.

The end

I hope you liked it, if you have any requests ask me. Sorry if I miss spelled some words I'm not really good at this.

#smut #demon slayer #kokushibo x y/n #kokushibo x you #kokushibo x reader #kokushibo imagine #demon slayer x female reader #demon slayer x y/n

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gh-0st-y · 2 years

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LETS GO BABY ANOTHER FIC YIPPEE

— Top Of Our School

summary : you and riddle have always been at eachothers neck, aiming to have a higher score than the other in any test. but when a project worth 60% of your grade shows up and you and riddle are paired together, you have to put your hatred aside.

cw : nothin much, swearing, gn!reader

a/n : riddle x reader academic rivals to lovers is the best trope, change my mind - theres also a change from 1st person to 2nd randomly so

riddle was annoying. acting like he knows whats right and whats wrong, all high and mighty with his crown and scepter, collaring anyone who dare disobey. what a prick.

every time we had a test, i could see his stupid face, how his lips were practically stuck in a smug way, then he would look at me with that smug look. fucking bastard. i always gave him a tight lipped smile.

we'd been at eachothers neck for seven knows how long - one test hes above my mark and the next ive beaten him by a mark or two. back and forth like a swing. i despise him.

i hate him with his big pretty grey eyes that stare at my mark with a hateful look, knowing ive beaten him once again. i hate his perfect lips that quirk into a smile when he sees ive lost. i hate the way his eyebrows furrow everytime hes lost. i hate his guts.

"alright. you have a project due in four weeks. you must work in pairs, which i have chosen for this," crewel spoke as he began to pair people together. you could only hope youd be paired with someone good.

"riddle and..[name]." crewels voice rang through your ears, and you stopped breathing. what? riddle? that must be a mistake, theres no way.

after the lesson finished, you walked up to crewel, an angelic smile on your face to persuade, "crewel, sir - is there any chance i could swap partners? im not sure me and..riddle will work together very well," you asked as politely as you could muster in this situation.

"sorry pup, but i cant. even still, you two have the highest grades - what makes you think you wont work well together?" way to crush a persons hope

"well, sir - we just dont..communicate very well." you chuckled nervously, clenching your teeth together.

"well this project is worth 60% of your grade so..you best start learning to communicate better." crewel chuckled. you could feel your pride shatter.

walking out of the classroom, you groaned. until a voice spoke

"so we're paired together." riddles annoying obnoxious voice spoke up.

"WHY ARE-" you breathed, "why are you here?!"

"because we need to work together. let us head to the library." he walked off, and you stood there, eye twitching. the next two weeks were going to be hell.

or thats what you thought. but after two weeks, it wasnt as bad as you thought. though hes ever so headstrong about the million and one rules up his ass, its surprisingly not as hard to talk to him.

"–that is it for today. we will continue this tomorrow, as per usual." riddle stood up from his seat in ramshackle, gathering all of his belongings.

"wait, why do you always have to end it at-" you looked at the time on your phone, reading 4:00, "- four?"

"because rule—"

"oh my seven, stop with the rules for once," you groanes, standing up. riddle looked shocked, staring at your figure

"pardon? what did you say?" he spoke, his eyes blown with anger.

"i said stop with the rules for once. take a break or something, or stay here and get more of this project done," you walked over to him, trapping him against the wall, looking down at him. you moved your face closer to his, using you hand to holding chin, almost studying him. you could feel riddles face heat up beneath your fingers, and his breath hitching as your lips came scarily close.

chuckling, you stepped back, "or dont. you can leave, i dont care," you shrugged, tidying up your stuff.

"w-well–..i suppose i can stay a bit..longer," riddles voice spoke shakily. you turned back around to face him, raising a brow at his sudden change of decision. but instead of looking at your eyes, he looked between your lips and the floor.

"eyes up here, rids." you pointed to your eyes, watching how his face exploded in red

"i-i know-!"

he was cut off with your lips against his, "you seemed so enthralled by me, i thought id let you have a taste."

riddle felt like he was going to faint, no words escaping him. but he wasnt mad, infact, he was very happy.

maybe being paired together was fate.

a/n : grinning like the cheshire cat ASF 😝😝😝

#riddle x reader #riddle twst #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland riddle #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader

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lydiathane · 1 year

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Revenant

A sharp whistle cuts the tension before I can take the first steps toward making a fool of myself. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say I'm lookin' at a ghost," a sailor's shit-eating cant calls out.

"You ever seen a ghost with an ass like mine?"

"Turn around, let me think about it."

A tree trunk of a man leans on a shovel and shields his eyes from the light. I see the blotchy ink of sun-scorched tattoos snaking up his bronze arm, naval mythology merged with flesh just the way I remember. I can feel the dread-thump of a resistant heart being violently kickstarted by an absolute dream, jolting me awake. It's a perfect, cerulean day in La Noscea, and the chaplain himself is shoveling shit on several acres of the island's best volcanic soil. Spectacular.

"How's it going, Leon?"

"I've had it worse. Still kicking, so I can't complain."

"You look healthy."

"I am healthy. But what about you? Last I saw you…"

"I was blasted on drugs and dancing on the edge of disaster. Bet you thought I danced right off the dock and into the ocean." It's a joke, but it's not.

"That's...one way of putting it, yeah." Leon scratches at the short hair on his chin and cheek with a free hand and looks me over as he mulls what exactly to say to a screaming heap of unfinished business made manifest on his humble yard. I can see it in his eyes that he's wary, the walls being bricked as high as he can make them before the bad humors get in and asphyxiate everything they touch.

"I know this is out of the blue," I admit, in the most obvious possible fashion. Fuck, I am so stupid. "I guess I could've sent a letter or...messenger bird. Smoke signals..." I'm trying to joke again, but unlike Arius, this one gives me a pitying smile. Grow up, Lydia. You fucking idiot.

"What are you here for, Lydia?" The smile fades fast as I watch him try to piece together my intent with a swell of suspicion, and I can't blame him for the outcome. "Listen, I know things happened on the Basilisk, but I...don't live like that anymore, and I have no desire to go back. The drugs, the debauching...I'm not proud of what I did there, but I'm set on a better path these days. I'm making up for lost time."

"No, no. Hey." I'm moving before I can stop myself, boots sinking into the supple field, treading on his work in a way I am all too keenly aware of. "Listen, I'm not here to drag you back, I swear to you. Actually, I'm drying out too, in just about every conceivable sense. I don't want that, either."

"I looked for you, you know. Looked for a body more than anything, expected to find you face down in the current. Didn't find out until later that you'd walked off with a stranger. I didn't understand it."

"Yeah, well…" I begin, ready to deflect with more sour humor and then immediately turn away from the vulnerability this perilous conversation requires. Instead: "I'm…sorry. I'm sorry you had to do that. That was fucked up, the way I walked out of all that. I don't have an excuse, and I'm not going to make one. I owed you more than that."

I see his brows raise, but he doesn't voice his surprise. He doesn't need to. "I appreciate that."

"You're...such a good fucking man, Leon. You're one of the best. You didn't deserve it. It's that simple. I kept thinking about you after I left, and it's not to excuse how I walked out, but even before then I knew I was an anchor and I was dragging you to your death. I was poison. The Basilisk was...it was..."

"A cataclysmic fuckfest," he completes on cue. "Yeah, it was a disgusting, sweaty, nihilistic shitshow and everyone there knew it, but you didn't do anything to me that I wasn't already on the way to doing to myself. It was a dark time, Lydia. We lost our minds when faced with the end. In a way, I'm grateful it happened, because it showed me who I really was."

"You never seemed lost to me."

Leon unfurls an endearing smile, his eyes crinkling up with easygoing mirth. "We're born lost, Lydia. We're all just stumbling around in the dark trying to do our best with a little bit of light and direction until we die and get the big picture." He's been building up to this line, I can see it in his expression that he's pleased. "Thankfully there's a divine Navigator."

I smile back reflexively and feel my heart punch madly against my ribs, beating my dumb ass internally with every blow. Part of me wants to cover the spot with my hands as though he can see it, but I settle for crossing my arms casually instead. We stand there staring at each other stupidly for far too long as seagulls scream in the distance.

"Hey, so can I just…" I begin. "I don't expect anything out of you. Let me be clear about that. I don't want money or favors or anything, okay?" I've got his full attention and it's making me nervous, but I'm committed now and there's no turning back. "But...maybe you wouldn't mind giving me a little bit of your time? Let me buy you a drink or dinner or both." I can feel the color creep up my neck, which is abso-fucking-lutely undignified. This isn't like me, but I can barely hear my own higher thought over the steady wardrum going off in my chest. "You can absolutely tell me to go fuck myself if that's where your heart's at, but if there's even a remote chance--"

"Sure."

"Sure. Sure? What's that mean, sure?"

"You're as thick as you always were," he scoffs, turning to walk his shovel back toward a freshly-painted barn, leaving me to scramble after. "You can't just tell me you want to talk or that you're feeling some kind of way, so we've got to do this song and dance where I pretend I don't know you and you get to pretend you're getting away with something. It was the same deal when I first met you on the boat to Terncliff, you were scared shitless, but had to come at it all sideways." He leans the shovel against the wall and ignores me to work the knot on his bandana to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "I know you want to say some things, you think I might want to say some things, and you want to put a cap on this open chapter one way or another. So let's do it. Take me on a date, Lydia Thane."

Leon takes his time to pull the bulky gloves from his hands and throw them on a workbench, finally glancing over his shoulder to see me looking dumbstruck. His laughter is loud enough to echo all the way down to the shoreline.

#ffxiv #ff14 #lydia thane #brother leon

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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„I’d take you anywhere you want to go, Songbird. I cant wait to hear you sing” -> did Raiden take Burde anywhere she wanted to go ? 😏😏

Oh!! Raiden and Birdie Mae are the sweetest little things. They did exclusively date in high school, but Birdie Mae isn’t as experienced as Raiden. She is taking things at a snail space, and he’s okay with that. Fable went to NYU and sweet Birdie is navigating school life without her partner in crime, and also the one that would speak for her. This will be a good experience for Birdie Mae, and we know Raiden would never let anything happen to her

🖤🖤🖤🖤

A Cheesy Chick Flick

Summary: Birdie Mae is questioning her relationship

Pairings: Raiden X Birdie Mae

Rating: mild

Warnings: language, a bit of bullying, talks about sex, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 550

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

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Birdie Mae walks into her art class ready to showcase her newest work when she hears the quiet murmuring behind her. Keeping her head in front of her, but her eyes sting with tears.

“She’s only with him for his money.”

“I heard she’s baby trapped him. He got a full scholarship and didn’t need it. Wonder if that’s how she was able to afford this school.”

Unable to take anymore she turns around glaring at the two girls, “He would never give you the time of day because you’re disgusting. Raiden is the nicest and most generous person I’ve ever met. And my parents paid for my tuition,” without another word she leaves her piece before running out of the classroom.

Irritated that no matter what, it’s always these stupid accusations about her and Raiden. Unable to stand out on her own merit because he overshadows her.

“Hey. Hey,” Raiden comes up to her, catching her trembling body in his own large one. “Birdie what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing doesn’t make your eyes this red. What’s wrong?” he watches her a few minutes wishing she would just tell him something when she looks away.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

“What?”

“This. Us. You and me. It’s always…”

“What happened?” Birdie Mae shakes her head no, and he pulls her chin up to him. “Let me fix it.”

“You can’t fix everything just because of your last name.”

“It has nothing to do with my last name, and everything to do about some making my girlfriend cry. And clearly it’s enough to think that we…Birdie don’t do this. Please, I…I finally have you in my life, and I can’t lose you.”

“We were kids.”

“My feelings have never changed. I tried. I tried a lot. Keisha, Avani, Fleur, Taylor, Taraj…”

“I get it,” Birdie Mae rolls her eyes. “You’re…they had a piece of you that I haven’t. And…Raiden, I-I…”

“You have a piece of me that no one ever will. And that’s this right here, Burd-Dee,” he taps on his chest and gives her a look over. “If you want sex, all you gotta do is ask.”

“Raiden,” Birdie Mae sighs, pushing her head against his chest. “I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

“You’re huge.”

“Yeah, so I’ve been told,” she gives him a little swat to his back, still not lifting her head up to look at him. “Birdie, I’ll wait forever for you. You’re more than a lay.”

“That’s what we should be doing. And…I did not baby trap you.”

Raiden pulls her up to him, and she naturally wraps her legs around him. “How can you baby trap me if you’re a virgin? That’s what got you upset? Stupid jealous girls? They’re just mad that I have no desire to date them. It’s only ever been you.”

“And I’m not after your money.”

“I know. You’re after me because of my piercing blue eyes, long hair, fat ass, broad shoulders, and skinny waist.”

Birdie gives him a little giggle, moving forward to kiss on his nose, “You figured me out.”

“Sweet Birdie Mae gonna corrupt this sweet Baizen boy.”

“Raiden?” he raises his eyebrows looking at her seriously. “Can I stay the night at your place? Your apartment is bigger than my dorm.”

“Is that all you want?”

“I don’t know.”

“Fine, we’ll watch a cheesy chick flick, get to making out, and you tell me how far you wanna go?” she nods her head and he starts carrying her back to the room. “Now, I gotta see this new piece of yours.”

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #da au ask #raiden baizen #birdie mae adler #raiden x birdie #raiden x birdie mae

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atangledfate · 1 year

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It was later that night, when the wildcat finally texted the lemur back. With her Sonar wrapped around her, with a dumb smile on her face, it was only the light of her phone that illuminated her face.

She kind of didn't know what to say...? 'Cause, well, here was Carol being this mopey dopey idiot for the past couple of days, and yet, Tangie never really faltered as far as making sure she was okay was concerned. It felt really nice, stupidly nice, to have someone like that on her side. She was so incredibly thankful.

And in some ways she was also thankful for Surge but like, that wasn't who she was texting here.

Her thumbs lingered on the phone's keyboard. Should it be simple? Or long? Or maybe she should just pour out everything she's feeling?

Maybe just, speak from the heart...?

Gah. This was stupid. Spending so much time thinking of a message to write. Damn it all.

She shook her head. Just write. Like she always does. No need to overthink any of this.

wildcatofgreen: hey tangie wildcatofgreen: idk if youre even up rn lmao wildcatofgreen: but like wildcatofgreen: thanks? wildcatofgreen: for everythin wildcatofgreen: i cant thank ya enough tbh you fuckin helped me out SO MUCH wildcatofgreen: like im def holdin up my end of the bargin free ice cream is on me when i come visit again wildcatofgreen: and theres no way i aint visitin soon i GOTTA see how my bestie's doin girl wildcatofgreen: maybe take some of your uncle's food im sure his cookin is amazin LMAO wildcatofgreen: but yeah i appreciate it a lot wildcatofgreen: and trust me id do the same for you if some crazy shit like this happened

She tapped her chin for a moment, losing her momentum.

wildcatofgreen: but uh yeah lol ty tangie wildcatofgreen: ill ttyl kk? its gonna be a party when i get down there girl you already KNOW x3 wildcatofgreen: think im gonna sleep now tho talk to ya in the morn wildcatofgreen: <3

Yeah. Yeah that works.

She put her phone to sleep, then cuddled up to her Sony once more. And like this, it didn't take long for her to just completely drift away.

She was sprawled out on the futon in the living room, snoring softly phone clutched in one hand and arm laid across her face, the covers half off of her and her tail stretched over by the TV to change the channel when she needed to. Since her Uncle still had one of those old Box TV's with no remote! It was early morning and Uncle's tea had Zonked her good. She needed the rest though, but the bing of her Phone got a resounding snort out of her, and her sleep eyes went over to the blinking message.

She took a moment to sit up and hold on to the phone and clear her drowsy head. Normally she'd probably be up by now but, with her injuries she wasn't suppose to be moving much. Another few days and maybe but that was a stretch---she had like 4 broken ribs and a cracked sternum. She was lucky to be able to walk out of that hospital at all.

But her face did light up reading the messages, her tail tip swishing happily as she felt like she was gonna tear up! It was a relief to know they worked it out? Well she assumed as much, considering the last messages and now this. She was happy for Carol, and really hoped they had worked it all out. Though as Uncle said, they might have alot of climbing yet to go.

Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: Just watching TV Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: Uncle has one of those old ass Box TV's Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: I think its heavier then my weights i train with! hah! Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: Hey what are friends for? Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: No need to thank me i'm just glad things are better Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: cant wait! lets make a day of it! Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: See ya C! and np! i'm always gonna be here for ya! T & C! besties forever! Ringtailedmischiefmaker001: Night C!

She sighed and stretched herself out and gave a big happy Yawn! Yea this made her day, even if she was all banged up! Crap! how was she gonna explain that to Carol? maybe she wouldn't show till she was back on her feet? Damn, she'd just cross that road when it came she guessed! for now---sleepies!

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a03bkdk · 3 years

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no quirks bkdk fic rec list (p 2)

thirsty gay wingman fic by lalazee

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Oct 11, 2019 "Thinkin abt besties-since-birth BkDk goin to college together, Dk begrudgingly bein Bkg's wingman w/chicks & lamenting his big gay crush. One nite, Bkg cant get laid, hes drunk in a shitty mood, so Dk propositions him, which turns into the best night ever & the WORST consequences."

My tweet got 366 likes & 66 reblogs, so that was more than enough reason to write about it.

romeo and romeo by supercrunch

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There’s a nasally howl from the neighbour’s place. Izuku looks up – it’s the very loud, very blond guy living in the unit opposite. They’re technically in separate blocks but their balconies are close enough they can see into each other’s living rooms. He’s dancing around in his pyjamas. Yodelling at the top of his lungs off-key, swinging his Pomeranian around by the armpits like a furry ragdoll. “You’re a dog! You’re a fluffy little yellow dog and you’re a pain in the ass but you’re still my favourite shit-stain, yeah!”

Izuku bursts out laughing. The neighbour’s head whips around. He yelps when he sees him, tossing the dog on the couch and scrambling out of view to hide in the hall.

Izuku drops the watering can and runs back inside to find his phone.Small Might: Guys. I've decided i have a crush on my neighbour.

(quarantine baking: a balcony romance)

mechanical bull by warschach

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Katsuki has a track record of bad choices, it's a condition, but Izuku might be the one choice that's right.

battle of the bands by roadtripwithlucifer

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'The rules are simple. Battle of the Bands. Local bands send in a single track to the radio station, and ten tracks are selected. Over the coming month, the songs play on the station and listeners vote on the top five. The top 5 play a live concert as part of a music festival, then the top 3 at a larger, indoor venue. The top two have the honor of opening on the first stop of All Might’s retirement tour – here. In Izuku’s home town. And finally, the winner gets the ultimate prize. Getting to spend the rest of the tour, forty cities, across the country as All Might’s opener. Three months. Same tour bus. Shoulder to shoulder with the greatest musicians the world has ever known.'Izuku Midoriya is a broke college student presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. But winning isn't gonna be easy, especially when one band's aggressive blonde frontman seems to be dead-set on making Izuku's life a living hell.

oh my god! they were roomates! by phatye

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“Don’t go through my shit, and if there’s a tie on the door, then fuck off!” Katsuki growled. “...what?” he asked. Katsuki glared at him. “This is fucking college, and I plan on getting laid a lot! I don’t need some nerd cockblocking me! And what is with all the fucking toys here!” Katsuki had moved over to his shelves. “Are you a fucking child or something?!” This was not what he was expecting.

shades of blue by young_crone

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Echoes filtered down the white hall as he descended the stairs toward the locker rooms, reverberating from the pool. A whistle, the sound of breaking water. He swiped the towel over his face, paused. The sliver of cerulean catching the sinking sun pouring through the skylights, the red and white lane buoys, the burn of chlorine.Izuku ran a hand through his curls, snagging on a knot. The clock on the wall reminded him how late it was. A minute wouldn't hurt. He worried his lip. Just a glimpse.

k-9 by warschach

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Izuku takes in a stray on one rainy night, except it's not a dog, it's a dog shifter who goes by the name, Katsuki. After the initial wave of panic and embarrassment, Izuku thinks his new pet/roommate is pretty cute.

sucker punch by warschach

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But, whatever, Disney Boy over there was—

Prettying up real damn good that Katsuki got kind of distracted—totally understandable, like god those CGI pine eyes—and didn’t see the straight path he made for the metal trash bin in the center of the area until he was tipping forward and waist deep in discarded bottles, plates, balled up tissues sticky with he prayed was chocolate ice cream and nacho cheese.

Mina howled behind the gate. “Look, Katsuki returned to his home.”

(or Katsuki works security at Six Flags and moonlights as a derby dude and continuously looks uncool around Izuku)

may I take your order, dipshit? by supercrunch

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So, like, maybe Bakugou wasn’t really the best choice for this whole pizza delivery shindig.

(Midoriya in love, Bakugou in denial, and way, way too much cheese.

A BakuDeku romance in thirty minutes or less. )

raise me so high (your sins become my pedestal) by stardust_painter

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After his boyfriend cheats on him, Izuku wants to do something stupid. The question is how stupid does he want to be.

The answer is very stupid apparently.

eye for an eye or whatever by tobiyos

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“I’ll make it up to you!” Izuku says brightly, lifting his head from Katsuki’s lap.

Katsuki’s eyes narrow but he isn’t still pushing Izuku away so. Progress. “Fuck are you gonna do to make it up to me?”

“Hmm…” Izuku says quietly, tapping at his chin. “Oh! You’re still a virgin, right?”

Katsuki chokes on his own spit and promptly renews his efforts of pushing Izuku away by the forehead. “Fuck off,” he wheezes, “get out of my room.”

leap of faith by ladyofsnails

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Midoriya Izuku is just a random kid who loves art, analyzes everything, and is obsessed with the (in)famous hero Mighty Spider. He's got a loving mother, a great uncle, and maybe not too many friends that aren't those two but he's working on it.

And then a random cute boy shows up at his school, a spider bites him, he meets his hero under the worst possible conditions, and it all goes to hell. Now he's got villains on his tail, a promise to keep to a dead guy, and a washed-up hobo as his mentor.

Here goes nothing.

green is the warmest color by gloriousporpoise

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“Woah, someone call the fire department,” Eijirou says, elbowing Katsuki squarely in the ribs. “That guy is smokin.’”

“I literally hate you.”

Here’s the thing, though. Eijirou’s a certified dumbass, but his current observation isn’t even a little bit wrong, much to Katsuki’s displeasure.

“Think you can get his number?”

Or, Bakugou is a painter without a muse.

you and i collide by ethereals

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And not that Bakugou’s the type to sexualize a potentially dead body; especially one that he just accidentally murdered, but the man has some pretty solid DSL’s. He would hit it, with more than just his car.

in which rich fratboy! bakugou is a badass who accidentally hits poor med student!izuku with his car and chaos ensues therefore.

97.6 FM by jamjars

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Izuku can’t stop listening to the radio host with the deep voice who sounds like he’s stuck in 2010. It’s a harmless crush. That is until he starts calling into the show under the pseudonym Deku.

Or Radio Host! Baugou x Listener! Midoriya

give me that sweet love by xsxuxgxax

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Things Katsuki needs to excel at: be hot, be clever and pretend to be nice, let Izuku kiss him publicly, let Izuku fuck him privately…

(sugar baby katsuki and sugar daddy izuku pretty much)

dance with me by astralchaos

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Mina pulled up a video of a young man, seemingly teen, dancing to a popular new hit, and Izuku felt his heart drop to his stomach. His skin prickled and felt clammy as he started sweating nervously, not daring to move or make a noise. His eyes were glued to the screen but he didn’t see anything – his brain was too busy going into overdrive and freaking out.

Because Mina was showing him a video of himself. The one he uploaded last night.

How on Earth did she find this? He had barely a few thousand views, he wasn’t popular, and it’s not like he was even any good, especially compared to her or Kacchan–

“That move was sexy as hell,” Kacchan said, and that was when Izuku realized that his childhood friend – his longtime crush – also leaned in to watch the video Mina was showing him.

puppies puppies by Esselle

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"So after doing all that," Katsuki says, "you're just going to settle here? Tatting up wannabe bad boys?"

"You think all guys who have a lot of tattoos are wannabes?" Midoriya asks, so smoothly that it throws Katsuki.

"Wh—no, I mean—maybe!" Katsuki says. "You'd know best, wouldn't you? Are you a bad boy?"

The words are out of his mouth before he even realizes it, and he regrets them immediately. There's a figurative list of things that one should never do, and probably high up on it is asking dark-haired sailors with ocean green eyes and black swirls of ink all across their barely concealed muscles if they are bad boys.

Katsuki thinks he has everything he needs in life: a successful pet shop, an occasionally reliable assistant, and the unconditional love of the twenty puppies he’s raising for adoption. But when the tattoo parlor next door hires Midoriya Izuku, a hot sailor with an affinity for dogs, it makes Katsuki wonder if he might need something more.

Like… a piece of that ass. Maybe. He’s figuring it the hell out as he goes.

im gonna make a part 3 later ergaegrggjnjuvuh

#in case you missed it #i adore warchach #bakudeku #bakudeku fics #bakudeku fic recs #bkdk #bkdk fics #bkdk fic recs #izuku mydoria #bakugou katsuki #yeahhhh

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just-my-fandom · 3 years

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Rocky Road P1 (JJ Maybank x Routeledge! Reader)

This is a test chapter. If it gets the attention I want it to, we’ll continue. If not, this will be the only chapter, mainly because of the time each chapter takes since each episode ranges between 40 to 50 minutes.

Chapter 1

Word count: 3,538

Summary; After a hurricane, John B, Y/N, JJ, Pope, and Kiara plunge headlong into danger and adventure when they find a mysterious sunken wreck.

Pairing(s); John B Routledge x Twin Sister! Reader, JJ Maybank x Girlfriend! Reader, Pope and Kiara x Best Friend! Reader

Tag list; Currently None.

“We’re the Pogues, and our misson this summer is to have a good time, all the time,”

“That’s what, a three-story fall to the deck?” The dark male at the bottom of the house, Pope Heyward, looks up at the brunette boy balancing on the roof before him, “I give you a one-in-three chance of survival,”

John B hums in thought, licking his finger before raising it to the sky, allowing the wind to hit said finger, “Should I do it?”

“Yeah,” A girl with (hair/color) locks and warm, (skin/tone) skin dangles her legs from the roof next to her twin brother, body leant up against the blonde male beside her, “You should definitely jump,”

“I’ll shoot you on the way down,” Pope promises, raising the staple gun in his hand so John B raised his eyebrows, pointing two fingers in a gun motion,

“They’re gonna have Japanese toilets with towe warmers,” A female with dark hair and dark skin climbs out of the unfinished home, looking up at her group of friends, “This used to be a turtle habitat, but, who cares about the turtles, I guess?”

“I care about the turtles, Kiara,” You fake a small pout to your best friend, reaching a hand over the railing to grab her fingers and squeeze,

“Can you please not kill yourself?” Kiara looks up and squints at your brother,

“Don’t spill that beer!” JJ calls up, one arm draped at your shoulders as the other raises his can to his lips, “I’m not giving you another one,”

On cue, John B lets out a curse as the beer can slips from his fingers, dropping and clashing onto the porch of the unfinished home beneath him,

“Smooth,” Kiara mumbles, looking over at a distant shout,

“Hey, uh, security’s here,” Pope states, and you clap your hands, sliding beneath the railing to jump down next to Kiara, JJs hand tapping your back thigh in a motion for you to start running,

“Boys are early today,” John B hops down, feet taking off into a sprint,

Your lips pull into a grin as you follow after your twin brother, pushing past shelves and jumping over paint cans through the constructed house,

“Hey, Gary!” You call, skidding past the older, bigger man, “No hugs for you today!”

You giggle as JJs hands lift your hips to raise you above the gate, his body dropping next to you before his hand takes yours and squeezes, allowing you to hop into the van before he follows after you, laughing,

“Hey, there’s Gary!” Pope calls, JJ leaning out the vans door to hold out a beer can to Gary’s running figure,

“You’re so close! You can do it, there you go!” With a toss, JJ watches the can hit Gary upside the head, “They don’t pay you enough, bro,”

“Okay, that’s enough,” You snort, tugging JJ into the van so the door shut, JJs body dropping next to yours with an excited breath of rushed adrenaline.

“The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth. It’s the sort of place you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island,”

“Alright, this is Figure Eight, the rich side of the island. Home of the Kooks. So guess where we don’t live. And then this is the South Side, or the Cut. Home of the working class who make a living busing tables, natural habit of, drumroll please,”

“The Pogues,”

You lift up the hook to the HMS Pogue, turning to shield the sun from your eyes with your hand. Moving across the boat, you move into where the steering wheel took place, JJ looking at you past his sunglasses and sliding a hand to your bare back,

“That’s Y/N,” John B introduces, “My twin sister and my pain in the ass. Or, blue bird as our father used to call her. Y/N is our mom of the group, somehow keeps us stable and in check from getting arrested three or four times a day,”

“And that’s JJ. My best friend since the third grade. He’s about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vendetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water. Best surfer I know. Just, don’t tell him I said that,”

You yelp as your body drops into the water, awaiting for the wave above you to settle before rising above the surface. You snort, JJ stepping off his board playfully so he landed beside you with a hard splash,

“Together they’re known as Outer Banks’ OTP, as Kiara puts it. Been together since seventh grade and still going strong. Of course even with JJ as my best friend, I still gotta hand his ass to himself sometimes,”

“Don’t even get me started on micro plastic,” Sitting at the bonfire, Kiara is quick to shove John B away from the choke hold he puts her in,

“And that’s Kiara, or Kie, as we call her. When she’s not saving turtles or getting a dolphin tattoo with Y/N, she hangs out with us. I’m not really sure why, though. Pope thinks she’s secretly madly in love with my sister and uses us to get to her, but, I can’t see Y/N leaving JJ for even Chris Hemsworth, and that’s saying something,”

“And that’s Pope, the brains of the operation, finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship, and the smartest person I know. His fathers this legendary character, Heyward. Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get for you,”

“So, that’s my crew,”

“John, Y/N, it’s come to our attention that you both are unemancipated minors living on your own,” The social worker in front of you at her desk sighs,

“No,” You and John B instantly respond, sharing glances before you grimace, “No,”

“I need honesty to help you,” The woman responds, eyebrow raised, “That’s what we want, right?”

“Yeah,” You nod, shrugging, “But we’re being honest,”

“Okay,” The woman leans back, “When was the last time either of you spoke to your uncle,”

You look at your wrist- with no watch- glancing at John B who shifts in his seat, “Uh, thirty-four minutes ago,”

“When was the last time you saw him?”

John B looks at you this time. “Two hours and,” You pause, “Fourty-three minutes ago?”

“Kids, we’re gonna come out there tomorrow to talk to your uncle,” The worker sighs, again, “If he’s not there, we’re gonna move forward with foster care,”

You exhale a sharp breath, hand running down your face.

“Keep an eye for Hurricane Agatha. She’s coming hard and heavy tonight,”

“No phone service?” John B groans as he raises to his feet, body heavy with sleep. His finger flicks the light switch. Nothing. “No power?”

John B exits his bedroom to depart to the living area. On the pull out couch, laid his sister and best friend. While you laid on your back, breaths even, JJ laid on his stomach, arm draped across your tank-top covered chest with his head beside yours,

“Yo, JJ,” John B calls, hand smacking JJs upper back so JJs head snapped up, his movement startling you to lift your own head, “You been outside?”

“I have polio, bro,” JJ mumbles, lips pressed to your shoulder, “I can’t walk,”

You heave a laugh, turning to curl into JJ so his arm slid around your hip and pulled you closer. You finally heave a breath, pulling away from JJ so he moaned in protest, your grin tired as you grab his hand and pull him up with you,

“Agatha did some work, huh?” JJ calls out to John B in the front yard, leaning against the open screen door with a found beer in his hand, and looking at the time, you choose not to scold him for his choice of drink as soon as he woke up,

“Yeah she did,” John B hums, tossing a branch off the boat that was brought out to shore.

“C’mon,” You call, pulling your tank top off so you were left in the bikini you fell asleep in, “Gods telling us to fish,”

“What do we have here?” You lift a hand to shield your eyes, watching Pope turn to look at you from his deck,

“We have a safety meeting,” John B calls, hand at his shoulder in a fake walkie-talkie, “Attendance mandatory,”

“Cant, Pops got me on lockdown,” Pope frowns, JJ scoffing,

“Your dads a pussy, over,”

“Oh I heard that, you little bastard,” Heyward snaps, and you raise your chin with a smile,

“We need your son,”

“And hurricane days a free day,” JJ reminds,

“Who the hell made that up?” Heyward questions, and you furrow your brows in pretend thought,

“Pentagon, I think,” You grin, “We have security clearance,”

“You think I’m stupid?” Heyward questions, stepping forward when Pope drops the hose in his hand and lunges off the porch, landing on the HMS boat with a stumble so your arm wrapped around his shoulders, laughing,

“When you get back, you gonna clean your dirty ass room!” Heyward demands, as you wave, “And I don’t like your friends!”

“Hello, princess,” You lean on the edge of the boat, smiling dreamily at Kiara as she moves to the edge of her boat deck. You extend a hand, helping her step down before turning to look at JJ,

“One day, she’s going to take you from me, I know it,” JJ pouts, and you smirk, leaning sideways so your lips pecked his,

“Nah, I like blondes more,” You grin against his mouth, JJs hand coming up to cup the back of your neck,

“Take your beer before I barf,” Kiara cuts, shoving two beer bottles between you so you leaned back and took one, narrowing your eyes,

“Okay, okay,” JJ stands up, popping the top to his bottle and moving to stand on the edge, “I got this,”

“No, you tried this six thousand times and you failed every time,” You remind, leaning back so the beer that missed his mouth flew past you, John B groaning in disgust.

You reach up to tug at JJs shorts in an attempt to pull him back down, the sudden jerk of the boat forcing JJ off the ledge, your body lurching forward so you hit the edge of the boat- hard- groaning at the pain in your muscles,

“Pope, what the hell?” John B calls, as you lift you head, watching JJ resurface from the water,

“J, you okay?”

“I think my heels touched the back of my head,”

Pope snorts, stepping up, face dropping as he looks down into the water, “Guys,”

“What?” You finally sit up, following your gaze so you cursed, “Holy shit, there’s a boat,”

“No way,” Kiara moves next to you, “Holy shit,” She repeats, “There is,”

John B tugs off his shirt, your legs leading you off the edge so you dropped into the water beside JJ, hand over your nose.

Sure as shit, a boat. An expensive one, that is. Rising for air, you watch your friends talk all at once in hysterics for your finding,

“Did you see that?” JJ calls to everyone, Kiara nodding with a short, “Yeah, I did,”

“That’s a Grady White,” JJ swims up to the HMS boat, heaving himself up before twisting and taking your hand, “A new one of those is like five hundred Gs, easy,”

“That’s the boat I saw when I surfed the surge,” John B states, as you twist the water out of your hair, “Maybe it hit the jetty or something,”

“You surfed the surge?” Kiara asks, roughly, and you squint your eyes with a grin

“You didn’t?”

“Do we know whose boat that is?” Pope asks, heaving a breath of air from how long he held it underwater,

“No, but we’re about to find out,” John B picks up the anchor, saluting you before he jumps back off the boat, allowing the weight of the anchor to pull him down.

He comes back up in short time, hand raising to show you the yellow key in his hand, “I found this motel key,”

“A key,” Your smile drops into irritation, pushing away from the edge to sit down, the adrenaline quick to leave your system,

“Yes, a key, Y/N,” John B lifts himself up,

“Guys, we should report the wreck to the coast guard,” Kiara states, as the boat begins to speed off, “Maybe we’ll get a finders fee,”

“Yeah and not work all summer,” You hum, letting the wind blow dry your hair, “Maybe we should just go find out ourselves. Go to this motel, does it have a name?”

You reach out, taking the key from John B and reading the name before handing it back, “Let’s go lady and gents,”

A sharp whistle, and you look up at the damaged motel, “I thought the Chateau looked bad,” You raise to stand up, waiting for the boat to stop on the edge of the grass before hopping off, “Kie, Pope, keep a lookout,”

“Shouldn’t you stay here?” Kiara asks, eyes glancing to JJ jumping beside you,

“Are you kidding?” You grin, JJs arm sliding around your shoulders before he points up to the motel,

“Let me take you on a tour, sweetheart,” He teases, pulling you towards the steps with John B quick behind you,

“Just be so careful, John B,” JJ turns to grab John Bs jaw, mocking Kiaras demand to your twin brother,

“God, you’re so weird,” John B shoved him away, JJ scoffing as he looks at you,

“What was that about?” He asks your brother,

“I don’t know, maybe she wants us to be careful,” John B protests, and you roll your eyes,

“Or maybe Kiara loves you,” You tease, sliding your own arm around JJs torso as you walked in sync, “Come on, big brother, Kiara totally likes you,”

“If Kiara likes anyone it’s you, babe,” JJ states, “C’mon, we all know she’s secretly gay for you,”

“Maybe,” You hum, grinning as he removes his arm to send a light knock to the door on the key,

“Housekeeping,” He speaks in a high-pitch voice, receiving no answer,

John B unlocks the door, and you pear over JJs shoulder, body slumping in disappointment at the empty, boring hotel room,

“Check the bag,” John B orders, JJ unzipping it, “See if there’s a name on there somewhere,”

“Nope,” You lift the jacket on the stool, “No name,”

John B kneels down, your eyes watching as he pressed random buttons on the safe, “John, try this,” You hold out the sticky note with numbers, and he hums in thanks,

The safe opens with a short hiss, John B cheering out a small “yay” as he pulls it wide,

“Whoa,” You mutter, watching John B pull out a wad of cash and a small hand gun, “Holy shit,”

“What?” JJ steps up, instantly taking the gun and grinning,

“Put the gun back,” John B hisses, raising to his feet, “JJ, seriously!”

“This is a fucking spend gatt, man. Just... bam! Bam!” JJ pretends to shoot, your eyes snapping to the door upon hearing keys,

“Guys- cops!” You hiss, JJ looking at you before following John B to the window,

“Get it open,” John B presses, and the window opens wide, “Go,” You move out and onto the small roof under the window. JJ is quick to follow after, body pressing you against the side of the motel beside the window,

“Can they see us?” You whisper yell, JJs head barely shaking as he turns his head, silently staring at John B on the other side of the window,

A moments pause, JJs hand suddenly dropping the gun in his grip so it clattered off the roof and into the grass. Your jaw clenched as JJ presses himself harder against you, arms tight around your waist so you were nearly invisible to the window,

“You should have forgotten the stupid gun,” You hiss, lowly, JJ shushing you as his eyes flick between yours, then tilts his head to look at John B again. Your head leans forward into JJs chest, eyes watching in terror as Chief Shoupe peered out the window, then leaned away back into the motel room,

Your eyes flutter shut in relief, JJs hands loosening at your hips as your head leans back against the wall, looking back up to meet his gaze, “You’re an idiot,”

“Well that was fun,” JJ comments fifteen minutes later, your body laid across the front of the HMS Pogue, “Could have warned us sooner though,”

“We would have, except Pope was on the math team,” Kiara comments, showing Pope had failed to throw a rock at the window to alarm you,

“You were on the math team?” You glance at Pope, who rolls his eyes,

“The cops took everything like it was a crime scene,” John B speaks up,

“Did you guys find anything?” Pope questions, JJ raising his head before his hands, showing off the gun and the wad of cash,

“Dude, why take that from a crime scene?” Kiara hisses, and your eyes squint as Pope begins to panic about losing his scholarship,

“So it turns out, Scooter is the Grady White owner,” Pope shows up at the Chateau an hour later, pacing in front of you curled in the corner chair, JJ in the recline beside you, “We need to have total and complete amnesia,”

“For once, Popes right,” JJ speaks up, hand leaving your thigh to stand up, “See, I agree with you sometimes, deny, deny, deny,”

“Guys, we can’t keep that money,” Kiara speaks, and you lift your head off your hand,

“I agree with Kiara,” You nod, “We have to pass that off to Lana Grubbs,”

“I agree,” John B echoes, and you raise your eyebrows at your twin brother, “This dude has never had more than forty bucks in his pocket, and all of a sudden he has a Grady White?” John B raises his hands, stepping into the house, “Just sayin’,”

Keggers. A party that brings Tourons, Pogues, and Kooks all together, somehow. They always seem to end with a fight, though. The one thing you looked forward to.

Except when it’s your own idiots who start the fight.

“Did I offer this to you?” JJ raises his eyebrows along with the red solo cup, blue eyes harsh on Topper, the Kook princess’ boyfriend, “Didn’t think so, run along,”

In swift motions, Topper has smacked the beer into JJs face, JJ has lunged at Topper, and within seconds, Topper is drowning John B in the ocean and JJ is shooting a gun into the air.

“That’s enough!” Your shout silences the group. Huh. Okay. “Kooks, onto your side, Pogues!” You jab a finger towards Pope pulling John B up, “Let’s fucking go,”

“Youre not still mad at me, are you?”

Your eyes shift over to the blonde next to you. Hair blowing in the wind, your mind runs over last night events. Today’s event- John B searching the Grady White using stolen scuba gear,

“You brought out a gun, at a party,” You remind, head tilted to look at him,

“Okay, I was saving your brothers ass, just so you know,” JJ leans back, and your eyes run over his face, wide,

“My brother wouldn’t have almost been drowned if you weren’t arguing with Topper,” You protest, voice snipping, “So don’t bring this around on him,”

“Guys,” Kiara cuts, your eyes narrowing in irritation as you look at her, “Someone’s following us,”

“There’s two of them,” Pope squints, staring at the two figures on the boat behind, “And one of thems got a gun- holy shit!”

JJ is quick to grab your arm and tug you into him, free hand grabbing the edge of the boat as you drop onto the floor of said boat, your eyes wide in alert,

“Holy shit guys!” Kiara panics, your eyes pinching shut as JJs hand slid up to your head, his own lifting to look over at the two men shooting constant bullets,

“Damn it, move,” Kiara steps over Pope, picking up the fishing next piled at your feet,

“Kiara, get down!” You squeak, eyes tearing as she threw the net, cutting the second boats engine so John B is able to steer away,

“Oh my god,” You panic, sitting up as JJ follows, his hand sliding from your shoulder to your hip to check for any injuries,

“Okay okay okay. Can you please open the bag? We almost died over this shit,”

You kneel down in front of John B opening the bag, pulling out a container that held a compass,

“Great,” Pope steps back, shaking his head, “We found a compass,”

Your brows furrow as you take the compass, flicking it open so your eyes widened and looked up at John B,

“Dude, what?” JJ asks, “It’s not worth anything,”

“This was dads,” You exhale, throat suddenly tight as JJs face fell and his eyes searched your face, “This- this is dads compass, John B,”

John Bs eyes raise to yours, then up to the group behind you.

Could Big John still be alive?

#jj maybank drabble #jj maybank one shot #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #john b routledge one shot #john b routledge imagine #john b routledge x reader #outer banks #outer banks x reader #outer banks one shot

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k3lynn · 3 years

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mine — katsuki bakugou

yandere! katsuki bakugou x reader

cw: yandere au, 3rd year bakugou, violence, reader got female genitalia, anger, off-“screen” murder, mention of (minor) character death, blood, lucidness, possessiveness, degradation, manipulation, stalking, threats, masturbation, implication of sex, swearing, assault, narcissism, horror, slightly delusional katsuki, panic attack, non con, mention of suicide

- I do not condone any of the behavior here, nor do I try to romanticize it. (definition: make it seem like a good thing) any future/current dark fics are purely for entertainment purposes. Also, I don’t think bakugou would EVER do this- I’m just using some dark traits he used to have and twisting them to fit this situation. Not completely proof read and edited, I am exhausted right now I’m sorry. I say some mean things about some characters but I don’t mean it 💗

words: 1.8k

𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 // 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

Look at me.

WHY WON’T YOU LOOK AT ME.

Poor little Y/N. You’ve caught the Big Bad Wolf’s attention. Ready to snatch you up and drag you into the deepest parts of the forest where no one will ever find you.

You’ll be all mine, and I’ll be the only thing you’ll ever have to see again.

You’ve been in the same class for 3 years now- and all he had to show for it is an occasional wave, and a shy little “Hi Bakugou” every morning that made his heart leap out of his chest.

Enough for most, but not for him.

In turn, he would tsk. Facing away and setting his head down on the desk- attempting to hide the roaring blush adorning his cheeks and the subtle shuffling in his pants- the way your voice alone could make his balls tighten in need.

Still- you give him merely a glance. He is always around you, but your attention is given to someone else.

Any extra would overlook his grumbling for typical-Katsuki doing his own thing. In reality, he’s holding himself back from snapping and taking you by force.

He wants you to come to him.

You have no reason not to. He’s perfect. Probably the best student to ever enter U.A. High, and on path to become the best pro hero to ever graduate from it.

Coming first in both the Entrance Exams AND the sports festival- a victory he still denies, holding some of the highest grades in class- 3rd only to some geek girl he could easily out-rank in combat and that shitty half n’ half. Even perceptiveness, intellect, and determination that can rival dumb Deku.

He even possesses great skills in cooking and music- Katsuki is a natural-born genius. Anybody who isn’t conscious towards his incredible talents might as well be living under a rock-

Unbeknownst to you, he’s giving you the generous chance to decide when you’ll be his. But his patience wears thinner every day.

It would have only taken a second to turn around in your seat and notice his piercing red eyes glaring at the back of your head.

So why don’t you notice me.

He doesn’t understand why it’s you he obsesses about. He can’t even remember when this whole mess started.

He tried denying his feelings. But quickly- they built up and festered inside him, begging to come out. Love, possessiveness, same thing.

Whether it be watching your twist and turn in the obstacle course- then running to the nearest bathroom to furiously grip his cock.

Snatching your chapstick when you’re not looking and rubbing it all around his own lips- imagining that’s what your lips would taste like if you just kissed him-

Restraining you during combat training by wrapping his arms around you- squeezing your breast a little more than necessary. Pinning you to the floor until you admit defeat.

Or even sneaking into your dorm while you’re in the shower to grab a new pair of panties from your dirty laundry, adding it to the stash he keeps hidden under his bed.

Stalking you. Keeping you close at all times without you even knowing it.

Indeed, he knows he’s a sick and twisted human being.

But by now he hardly cares- he’s worked too hard to ever even imagine of changing his perfect target. Nobody is more deserving of you than him.

So if he has to confront, threaten, and beat every single person in this stupid school to monopolize you for himself- he gladly will. Anyone who goes againts that is challenging him.

He scoffs anytime a boy approaches you- it’s well known around school that anyone who attempts to buddy up with you mysteriously ends up in a hospital room with no recollection of what happened. People even started seeing you as a sign of bad luck.

He’s nice enough to allow you some friends though. But only ones who will guarantee you’ll be around him as much as possible.

So you sit with him, Kirishima, racoon eyes, dunce face, and tape boy in lunch. No one else. Right in front of him.

You’re chatting away with Mina, but unusually, something special came up in conversation.

He always stays focused on his lunch- switching between listening in and day dreaming about bending you over the lunch table and grinding on your ass-

Katsuki’s stomach dropped. His eyes widened- what did Mina just say?

There’s a boy in the management department, a quirkless 2nd year nobody smart enough to somehow get into U.A.

And he asked you out on a date after school.

Shit.

No.

No no no no-

No- this isn’t how it’s supposed to-

My throat burns.

When did he- when did you-

You’re going to say no, right?

I cant breathe.

You don’t like anyone- I know this

I know everything about you- I-

My chest hurts-

You’re mine.

And if he thinks I’ll share then I’ll-

“Mina stop being so loud please...” your delicate little voice whispered.

The rest of the table already took notice of what was going on- bombarding you with questions that made you flustered.

“Woah woah- Y/n, what’s your answer?” dunce face peeps out, Bakugou swore he could smack that grin off his face right then and there.

Katsuki turns to look at you again- a chill traveling down his spine once he made eye contact, but your stare quickly fell to the floor.

“I’m not sure yet- probably not.. ha.” You shrugged- a light pink dusting over your cheeks. The others, satisfied, dismiss the topic.

Had it have been anybody else observing, they wouldn’t have thought much of it. But Katsuki knows you like the back of his hand. Successfully deceiving him would be harder than taking down All For One.

You’re lying... aren’t you? In front of him too- All because of this quirkless fucking loser-

Katsuki hates lies.

I’m going to kill him.

The walk back to your dorm was disappointing to say the least. But you can’t expect someone to be in the best of moods when they’ve been stood up.

You almost couldn’t believe it either- he had seemed so kind and genuine that you stood there for an extra 2 hours. But that’s your luck with boys-

‘I hope you got a good laugh out of it, jerk.’ You huffed before inserting the key into your rooms lock.

Turning on the lights, you allow your eyes to adjust for a moment before stepping inside and walking to your desk.

“You were waiting for that jackass for so long I almost started thinking you would never come back...”

You let out a startled cry before dropping your keys and whirling around in a flash- recognizing Katsuki’s back as he slowly closes the door.

“Bakugou? Why are you-“

“was he really that special.”

“What do you mean was....“ It’s then you noticed the blood dripping down his arms and hands- your door decorated with the same shade of crimson.

“oh my god.. Bakugou,”

That’s why the poor boy never showed up.

You knew about Katsuki’s “little” crush on you for a while now. His stares weren’t exactly the most subtle after all-

You found his uncertainty adorable, heck, a part of you was waiting for him to confess. But you would have never imagined his infatuation went this far.

“It doesn’t matter anyway. He’ll never love you as much as I do.”

He lifts his head, and your eyes meet his. Bloodshot- as if he’d been crying, but the evident smirk on his face showed nothing but pure malice.

“Not that he’ll ever get the chance to anyways”

He’s too fast, too close to the door, he has all the advantage in this situation. But you have to try. You have to leave this room at this very moment or you may never make it out alive. There’s no reasoning with him.

You clutch your heart. He steps forward, and you instinctively bolt to the door.

A few easy moves and he has you pinned by the neck on the ground, legs bent and used to hold your arms from jerking too much. His free hand is outstretched, creating small explosions that made you automatically stiffen your movement.

“Bakugou please- I won’t ever tell anyone, we can forget about this and I’ll pretend it neve-“

“I don’t need you to be quiet. I’m the boy who rejected a direct offer from the League of Villains, one of the best students in U.A. high- even if you do rat me out, they’ll never believe you...”

His grip on your neck tightened- nails cutting through skin and little droplets of blood start showing up. His hand starts heating up and a panic courses through your veins.

“I’ll kill you before they even begin to suspect me.”

Choked sobs escape your lips from the pain and fear surging through your body- “I- I thought you said you lo-loved me.”

“I do... that’s why you’ll be mine forever.”

He leaned down, low enough for you to feel his warm breath- then used his tongue to sadistically lick off the tears running down your cheek, a salty but satisfying flavor entering his mouth.

“In this life, and the next. It’s up to you when we see the later.”

You nod, hoping he relaxes the pressure on your neck. His face softens, something you swore you would never see in Bakugou. He releases his hold.

“You made me mess up your neck, next time don’t be so mean.”

He tilted your chin up, observing the scratches and bruises littered all around it. As soon as he determines there’s no serious injury, he picks you up to lay you on your bed. Climbing in next to you and wrapping an arm around your hips.

“Couples cuddle like this all the time don’t they.”

You gave him silence, although he didn’t mind. With one glare he had you shuffling to move closer to his chest.

“they also kiss.”

You know that right now, there’s no point in fighting. So you give in to what he wants in hopes that one day, you’ll break free from the hold he secretly had on you for so long. You’ll play along. You’ll survive.

You shudder as his hands reach to cradle your cheek, wiping the blood of the boy all over it. He loved it. It proved he won. He gave a light kiss to your lips before attacking your neck, set on putting a new type of bruise on you.

“You should start calling me Katsuki.”

“Ka- Katsuki.” You barely managed to whimper out.

He caresses your hair, cooing soft whispers into your ear in an attempt to calm your sniffling. An action you would have seen as sweet if it weren’t for the constant threat of death over your shoulder.

Your breath hitches in horror as you feel his warm hands trail down your body, gripping your smooth inner thigh before delicately starting to drag his fingers up.

“You know...

You silently beg for him to stop.

“There’s one more thing couples do.”

-if anyone is interested- should I make a part 2? (Future edit, I’m not satisfied with this, I might end up rewriting in the future)

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⤑ 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴/𝘰

⤑ ft: shinsou, tamaki, kirishima, denki, fem!r

⤑ warnings: facesitting, unprotected seggs (don’t try this at home), choking, oral(m&f receiving), dumbification, slight femdom themes (only for tamaki), mastrubation, crying, use of the word cock bc it makes me giggle

⤑ file type: scenarios, smut

⤑ wc: 2.3k

⤑ an: def wanna write a whole shinsou smut now :’)

⤑ last edited: 1.25.21

⤑ 𝘦𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢

his obsession with his best friends girlfriend started out innocent

he wouldn’t say he was in love with you, more like a kiddie crush

just wanting to be around you and that heart warming presence of yours all it took was for you to simply ask him how he was or, what he wanted to do saying that his opinion mattered just as much as anyone else

it might’ve been then he fell for you, your interest in him was genuine, not many people cared much for his input on anything really

not that he minded- it just felt nice, to know that someone had what he would think in mind

he liked you and if he ever got the chance he’d give you the world, but your world was bakugo and he respected that

but all it took was walking in on you and bakugo getting hot and heavy for his thoughts of you to become way less than innocent

bakugos large hands splayed across your bare ass cheeks as he helped you move up and down along his shaft

your chest pressed into his as you released the most heavenly moans he’d even heard in his life

your wavering whines telling his friend how you couldn’t take anymore but your hips still hopelessly bucking against his

now anytime the poor boy seen you his face flushed red and he’d cut your conversations short out of the guilt of have seen you naked without your knowledge

he felt bad that just the sound of your voice made him so hard it hurt and he’d have no other choice but to relieve himself

thinking of you large hand palming himself through his boxers

his head falling back in relief in his mind you tasted so sweet, he’d always wondered what you tasted like, or what you’d look like sitting on his face begging for him. he just knew you’d look ethereal.

his gripped your hips hard, helping you move your sopping cunt along his mouth, one of your hands threading themselves through his bright red locks giving them a tug.

tears falling from your eyes as you whine asking him to let you breathe just for a second, yet your body betrayed you, your hips rutting against his mouth with the little energy you had left, “ please kiri, i can’t “

his eyes coming to stare up at you lovingly, his lips releasing your clit, “ ‘cmon sweetheart, i know you’ve got one more left “

ruby eyes staring up at you as he flattened his tongue against your clit again, your face was sinful paired with your pretty moans falling from your lips as your hips rutted down harder against his mouth, body shaking before collapsing with a sweet whine of his name.

his hands rubbing soothing circles against your pelvic bone, “ what a good girl you are “.

knees weak, his muscular back arched off the cold wood of the head board as he cupped himself softly, spurts of hot cum soiling the inside of his boxers, “ i want.. to taste her “

⤑ 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘫𝘪

he was actually terrified of you for a while before you became friends

you intimidated him to say the least

you and your boyfriend were very like minded, which would explain your random relationship with mirio

your presence was warm, and you often jumped into things head first and took everything that came your way with nonchalant attitude

though, your temper seemed to be a lot shorter and you were a lot more, uh- assertive for sure

he hadn’t known when it was he fell in love with you but no can say he never tried to prevent it

maybe it was when you’d make sure he got home safe, putting his life before yours on missions and coming to save his ass even when you needed to be saved yourself

or it might’ve been something as trivial as telling a waiter they got his order wrong at a restaurant

he wasn’t sure, but he was in too deep now and he was okay with just being your friend because you and mirio loved each other

he did pretty well at hiding his feelings for a while,

well-

until he received a butt dial from his dear blond friend

at first there was silence and maybe some ruffling here and there, he’d contemplated hanging up until he heard mirio’s quiet whimpering from the other side of the cellphone

in a flustered haze he continued to listen, hearing your sultry voice loud and clear

low and stern, saying that if mirio wasn’t patient you wouldn’t let him cum at all, the blond boy begging for you and promising that he’d be good

he hadn’t mean to keep thinking about the phone call after that day but he couldn’t help but imagine what it be like underneath you and those attentive hands in the heat of the night

he tried not to touch himself at first- the guilt being too much, but your frequent visits to his dreams were becoming too much to deal with on top of his soiled sheets

so now- tamaki relieves himself of you the only way he knows how

your warm hand wrapped around his throbbing length trailing teasing kisses up his thighs, edging closer and closer to where he needed you, “you can cum again, can’t you tama? “

his lower half was starting to tingle almost painfully, the line between pain and pleasure was blurring, his eyes unfocused and body flushed in sweat, but he was so eager to take all that you were giving him, eager to be a good boy for you.

“ y-your mouth- bunny please “

he felt almost ashamed, yet the twitching of his ear and the lustful voice you used when you spoke was enough to spur him and the swirling heat in his stomach.

he wanted to be grateful and take all that you were offering to give him, anything to please you. anything to make you praise him.

the wetness of your mouth was all too surreal, he could almost feel your warm mouth sucking his cock into your throat, losing control bucking his hips up into your mouth with a whine, “ fuck, yes- ‘s good “

your pretty orbs staring up at him as he let out loud moans, his feet digging themselves into the bed sheets to fuck himself into your mouth at a harsh enough pace to give you a sore throat later.

his free hand slapping over his mouth, shaking body arching off the bed and knees clamping shut as he came with a tired scream of your name under his hand.

hot liquid dripping down his stomach and leaking from the tip of his softening length.licking the head of his already overstimulated cock, “ what a good boy you are, isn’t that right tama? “

his body falling limp with a whimper, “ i.. feel so dirty “

⤑ 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰

you and his friend midoriya were polar opposites

you were smart mouthed and sarcastic, blunt and insensitive and you were always picking fights with him

though with time, he had begun to grow quite fond with you, a crush maybe

starting to indulge in petty arguments with you and push your buttons more often to see that cute face you made when you were frustrated

just when he came to terms that he developed a bit of attraction to you, you started to plague his mind in more ways than one

in all honesty- he did no more than merely acknowledge your current relationship with his friend

if he wanted you, he'd have you. it was as simple as that

he would never make passes at you simply because he liked you, he was fine with the distance between you both

but he’d figured his friend would have enough sense to know when and where was the right time to get hot and heavy with you

you sat between izuku’s legs, tongue lapping at his glistening cock pitifully, body shaking and tears streaming down your face

the way you could barely speak stunned him- you’d always had something to say

pleading the green haired boy to fuck you, give you some kind of stimulation

shinso watched you both shamelessly, retiring for the night with you and your submissiveness heavy on the brain

after the incident, he’d let you take control of his desires, taking cold showers to relieve himself of the stress you’d cause him from then on

he’d have his hand wrapped around your throat for sure, just barely cutting off your air circulation, hips snapping up into your ass in a pace that had your head spinning and spit dripping from the bottom of your chin.

desperately trying to turn your face away from the mirror in embarrassment, “ look at my pretty slut, drooling for me “, his fingernails digging into your cheeks and holding your head in place so you could watch how your body wreathed in pleasure from him and him alone.

he’d already made you cum with just his cock alone, not giving you time to collect yourself after each orgasm. his strokes deep and harsh, bruising the insides of your walls and his teeth leaving marks all over your neck- you had nowhere to run.

you were powerless and had no other choice but to take him whole, “ ‘nt t-take- no more “. your fingers grasping at the bathroom counter to prevent you from flopping face first into the sink.

“ he cant fuck you like this “, the loud wet smacking against your ass became impossibly louder, “ fucking yourself stupid on my dick- fuuck “

his teeth catching his bottom lip hard enough to break the skin, wet strands of purple hair sticking to his forehead.

thumb pressing down on the tip of his cock edging himself once again trying to control his moans of pure ecstasy at the thought of overstimulating you until you could no longer speak basic english, “ i wanna feel that pretty mouth of hers, too “

⤑ 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪

he knew how wrong it was wrong but, it was his guilty pleasure

you were always so sweet to him, cradling his head to your chest when the others would pick on him and such

all of his friends took a liking to you as seros girlfriend and accepted you into their friend group

you grew especially close to denki, who happened to have a similar personality as you

the inevitable happened- of course, the classic love cliche

he knew you loved sero and he’d never come between you two but he just couldn’t help himself

once sero had been trying to show him a couple of pictures on his phone, swiping too far

accidentally showing denki a very vulgar photo of you

tears in your pretty eyes and your hands tied behind your back with your ass wiggling in the air

a godly arch and seros hand in the center of your back taunting him every time the image plagued his brain

the flash of the camera making your gorgeous cunt glisten

so here he was, late into the night with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and quiet groans heavy in his chest

sweats and boxers pulled down just low enough for his erection to leak precum against his stomach

shutting his eyes and tilting his head back to let his mind run wild, stroking himself slowly

you’d looked so pretty laid out beneath him legs pressed into your chest and tears of pleasure falling out of your eyes. his tongue catching each one before they could trail down and mix with the sheer layer of sweat on your sweet skin.

your pretty whines for him spurred him on, crying and moaning for him to ruin you in anyway he wanted, to take care of you because no one else could do it the way he did. he thought it was so mean of him to make you cry but you looked so angelic to him crying tears of joy all for his cock, all for him.

“ please, kaminari “, your pretty lips swollen as he leaned down to press another kiss to your mouth thrusting himself deeper into your fluttering cunt, “ don’t worry princess- gonna pump you full of cum “

his cock hitting the special spot inside your warmth, filling you up so good you could just scream, he might leave bruise on the back of your knees and an aching pain in your hips from how rough he was fucking into you.

your scorching insides sucking him back in each time, just imagining the pulse of your pussy was driving him crazy, “ look at this pretty pussy taking me so well- gonna take good care of her “

he could almost feel your arousal dripping down his lower abdomen, your hands pulling at his messy blond hair in ecstasy, your lovely voice calling out for him, “ please kami, take good care of me “

“ kami “

his hips jolting up into his hand harshly as he came, cum spilling over his fingertips, releasing a heavy pant wishlist brushing stray strands of his blond hair away from his face, “ fuuck, please “

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#x poc!reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #x female reader #shinsou x reader #denki x reader #kirishima x reader #tamaki x reader #tamaki amakiji #denki kaminari #kirishima ejirou #shinsou hitoshi #bnha smut #cockandcarrots nottaclosetfreak

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