#ahs scenarios

[mingwrites]

tits, ass, pussy or thighs

seonghwa ~ tits ALL the way. his most favorite thing in the world is to sit curled up in your lap and suck on them. alternatively, likes to hold on to them as you ride him. there is something very innocent about his fascination with your breasts, something innate and child-like. he treats them delicately and, while he does want to make you feel good, he mostly just likes the way your nipples feel in his mouth.

hongjoong ~ thighs. his preferred sleeping position is to lay his head in your lap so he can always feel the plush and squishy flesh of your thighs. during intercourse, he loves to throw one or both of them over his shoulder, and when he eats you out, he prefers to have you sit on his face so he can feel utterly surrounded by your powerful thighs. he'll also cover them in bites and scratches, so look out.

yunho ~ an ass man til death. in yunho's life, there will never be anything more important than your ass. it's on his mind day and night, and always the part of you he can't help but stare at. he also has a hard time not touching it. whether he's grabbing two giant handfuls during sex, or feeling you up in front of all your friends, your ass always belongs to him. also, he likes to eat it too.

yeosang ~ thighs. nothing gets yeosang going like the sight of you in a pair of short shorts, walking around confidently, your powerful thighs commanding each movement. he loves the shape of them, the softness of your skin, the strong muscles inside. he loves to hold, knead, massage, caress, tickle. and similar to hongjoong, he loves feeling trapped and helpless beneath the strength of your thighs when you sit on his face.

san ~ it's hard to say, because he truly adores all of them. but san has a weak spot for your tits. he goes crazy watching them bounce every time he fucks into you. he loves using them to tease you, keeping you on the edge of ecstasy by pinching, rubbing, and licking them, never touching you anywhere else. he loves being rough with them, squeezing and pulling at them, and nibbling mercilessly on your nipples.

mingi ~ pussy, pussy, pussy. mingi forgets about literally everything else in the world when your pussy is in the question. you can use it to get him to do anything; he'll beg and cry, or eat you out for hours, or otherwise stop at no means just to get his dick inside your warm, wet pussy. he loves the way it squeezes him, loves watching himself disappear inside of you, and loves doing whatever you want him to do to it.

wooyoung ~ a tie between ass and pussy. he basically just loves the lower half of you. he loves watching your hips when you dance, or simply just walk across the room, while he mentally undresses you. he equally enjoys fucking both of your holes, and loves filling them both up. whether that's with a dildo, his fingers, or a third partner (san), seeing you completely full makes him melt.

jongho ~ thighs and ass. he likes to show off his strength by holding you up by your thighs as he fucks you against a wall. and he loves to slap your ass when he gets you on all fours. he becomes instantly horny when you wear yoga pants, watching your ass jiggle and bounce, all the while getting off on knowing that he's the only person who gets to see you out of those pants.

#meh im not sure if this is great and im currently high so i can't figure it out lol #ah well enjoy! #ateez #ateez blurbs #ateez fanfic #ateez fic #ateez hard hours #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez x you #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #ateez ot8 #ot8 x reader #ot8 x you #kpop #kpop smut #seonghwa #hongjoong #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #san ateez #choi san #mdni #18+

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

continuation of this post (bird adeptus reader)

Foul Legacy is naturally bigger than almost all mortals, and some immortals, too- he's taller than both Shenhe and Ganyu, your sisters, and even towers over Cloud Retainer, human or adeptus form. really, you shouldn't feel bad about the size difference! it's normal, especially for an Abyssal creature!

but while your human form's height is relatively ordinary, your adeptal form is... small. as in, finch-sized. easily carried in a child's palm. it's also your most natural form, even after you master shapeshifting, so you often wake up as a tiny songbird nestled on top of your pillow, the rest of the bed empty- it scared Legacy at first, when you would seemingly vanish, but he quickly put the pieces together when the same small bird would keep showing up where you last were, chirping at him sheepishly and bounce around on the mattress. he simply chirrups back, extending a hand palm up so you can hop into it if you'd like.

as embarrassing as your adeptal form is, you'll admit that Legacy's hand is quite comfortable, especially when you nestle down and fluff up your feathers. he curls his claws in slightly so you won't fall, carrying you around your domain and letting you enjoy the sun- he knows the feeling of wanting to be in the form that's most natural to you for a few hours. it's what Ajax feels after days of not using Foul Legacy, the urge to transform and curl up amidst several soft pillows gnawing at his subconscious. sometimes, if he also wants to bask in the sunlight, he'll set you on his head, allowing you to nest in his soft copper hair as you take a nap together.

you apologize profusely once you transform back into a human, face warm as you bow your head. but Foul Legacy just purrs, leaning in to scoop you into his arms again and cradling your human self, giving you a playful lick on the cheek. don't worry- he'll hold you close always, adeptal or human form.

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #gi ajax #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #genshin x reader #childe x reader #you're embarrassed that you can't be as impressive or majestic as cloud retainer #but foul legacy thinks it's so cute #sometimes he just watches you snooze in your bird form #of course cloud retainer goes off on a tangent about your childhood when she hears about it #ah one remembers when one could hold you in the same manner #short scenario #wifi's brainrot #good evening

[canisalbus]

Hearing (or reading) Machete may escape to greece makes me so happy (speaking as a greek person). That's all.

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"Hey" Vasco said, catching Machete's attention. They were both tired, physically and mentally (faking someone's death will do that to you).

"Everything is going to be all right."

"Όλα θα πάνε καλά." Machete correct gently. "If we are going to be living in Greece we might as well start practicing now."

Vasco just squeezed Machete's hand in his own. They had each other, they didn't need anything else.

"Love you." He whispered.

"Κι εγώ σ'αγαπάω." Machete answered, a small smile crept across his face.

Yes, it was going to be alright.

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Sorry for the cringe here, just felt like writing something about this.

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#-sad wheeze- #oh no #don't put such cute and hopeful ideas in my head I'm going to cry #that's so endearing ah #not cringe you hear me I love this #you can just hear the relief in their voices. like. it's over. #answered #anonymous #gift art #Vaschete scenarios #it isn't canon Greece was just the first choice off the top of my head but I'm glad you liked the idea

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.

And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.

Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.

(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #trans leonardo #rottmnt headcanons #rise leo #trans leo #it’s like 4 am and I’m having trans leo feelings again sorry guys #totally get if other people disagree with me on this! but it’s always gonna be my no.1 headcanon fr #his complexion the vibrancy of his colors staying even in adulthood his general demeanor and this? this hc is LOCKED in my brain #plus the times Leo’s depicted in pink white and blue throughout the series like I KNOW it wasn’t on purpose but damn if it doesn’t help #(his nails are also the exact same as his toe nails/claws but I don’t super count this one tbh) #(even though it is TECHNICALLY another point in favor of trans leo) #(mainly because all the boys’ nails are very much more humanoid than turtle) #(just like how their tails aren’t really a factor either since we see them only in their baby forms and never again) #I really like the idea that he was a female red eared slider pre mutation #and Lou Jitsu’s dna paved how his humanoid features came out (aka a more masculine build and voice) #but his turtle features are all very much more in like with a female res #love the thought of rise bros meeting og comic turtle boys and Leo being like wait you guys are res too?? but…you’re not colorful…… #one headcanon I have is that - you know the cute chirping and stuff we have the boys do? #I like to think that Leo’s chirping actually sounds more feminine to himself and his bros (so he tends to not do it) #idk I love thinking about this hc a lot and there’s no time like four am to talk about it huh? #future scenario has future Donnie going up to future Leo all smug like ah Nardo how’s the weather down there #and Leo’s all like good *sits down* why don’t you join me :) #Donnie: …*sits and stretches his neck out to be taller still* #Leo calls him a cheater but Donnie calls it ‘making use of his species’s advantages’ #but yeah basically for many turtles the case is - bigger carapace? female. smaller carapace? male. #so it’s very interesting to take that knowledge and apply it here #did you know one of the turtles that this rule of thumb DOESNT apply to is alligator snapping turtles? male ones are the bigger ones there! #by a big difference too so Raph’s size makes a LOT of sense

[discuss-way]

#ben hardy #emo scene #itunes #new year #Tony Tony chopper #exo scenarios #danielle peazer #twice #deckerstar #quackity #miguel o'hara smut #ahs freakshow #sexy tattoed women

[canisalbus]

i imagine Modern Vasco and Machete quitting their jobs and eventually owning and running a bakery so they could make sweet rolls for each other and cakes like it's their birthday/anniversary everyday

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#ah #bakery au #answered #anonymous #the visions I'm getting from this are kind of ghibli-esque #and it's reminding me once again of the problem with furry/anthro bakers #how do you knead dough when you're covered in fur? #I guess in the modern times and in professional setting you have machines to do that for you and gloves for hygienic reasons #but that's a recent thing #Vaschete scenarios

[italoniponic]

just three big badass brothers

and their younger cute siblings that are just rays of sunshine

I made a similar post to this before, I just wanted to try with a new concept in mind (the big bros with goofy expressions and the lil siblings being all power). Happy siblings day from a only-child :)

#alternatively the big bros are having lunch together while the little ones are fighting #FIGHTING FOR WHOSE BIG BROTHER IS THE BEST #ah i love constructing random scenarios with images lol #demon slayer #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #edward elric #alphonse elric #twisted wonderland #idia shroud #ortho shroud #cherry's mumbling about kny #cherry's mumbling about fmab #cherry's mumbling about twst

[pyeonghongrie]

Size kink go brr

banner by @playmetheclassics!!

Summary: Reader is horny, Mingi is big, size kink go brrr

Characters/Pairing: Boyfriend!Mingi x Reader

Genre: Smut, dirty, self-indulgent, porn without plot. (Crack, yeah, this is a crackfic smut.)

AU/Trope info: Established relationship. No thoughts, head empty, monster cock mingi.

Word Count: 1.2k (Of pure smut??? dang)

Warnings: Female reader, cunnilingus, degradation, and praise at the same time(?), choking, very large emphasis on the fact that the reader is getting split open by what is essentially a third leg, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, creampie, the reader starts crying at one point but mingi isn't into that, biting, reader overstimulated to the point she short-circuits.

A/N: Self-indulgent and impulsive, I wrote this because mingi had no business being so hot in that me too tiktok and also I would much rather do this than that essay I've been staring at for 4 hours now- also I wanted to practice writing smut because I suck at it. Also, this is a reupload from @hwasrie, my old blog. I am reuploading my own work, I did not plagiarize.

“Fuck, Mingi!” You screamed as he gave a particularly harsh suck to your clit, your fingers tugging at the roots of his hair as two of his large fingers scissor you open. The dirty slurping noises come from Mingi as he ate you like a starved man, he groans and almost buries his nose in your pelvis, breathing in your scent, and his eyes roll to the back of his head as if your pussy was the best thing in his mouth after fried chicken.

He bucks into the mattress, dick hard and leaking at the tip in his boxers, if you kept moaning so pornographically and pulling at his hair he might just jizz in his pants. He squeezes the flesh of your thighs hard, pulling your pussy closer to his face, the man was on a mission to make you cream (or better yet, squirt) all over his face; an essential part of his skincare, at least that’s what he said.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck- Mingi! Mingi! I’m cumming- cumming-!” You whine out, clamping your thighs around his head as you push his face closer, Mingi welcomes your orgasm with his whole mouth by messily slurping your cum. He pulls away from your cunt once you started cringing from overstimulation, using his hand to wipe your cum off his chin.

He quickly discards his pants and boxers, “Help me get your legs over my shoulders babe.” He says, you hook your hands under your thighs, spreading out your legs as Mingi slots himself between you, pumping his dick quickly. “Fuck, you should see how hot you look, so tiny and so willing to take everything I give you.” He said while lining his dick to your entrance. You can feel the tip of his dick prodding at your hole, you bit your lip as you brace for the entrance of his gargantuan, monster cock; I’m talking thiccc with three ‘c’s, third leg, can play baseball with the fucking moon kind of big.

You hiss as the tip of his cock breaches your entrance, his large calloused hands guide your hips onto his dick as he pushes in more. You hiss at the delicious sting of his dick, removing your hands from your legs and opting to claw at the bedsheets, Mingi takes one takes a hand that was once guiding your hips to hold onto the headboard, the view from below was great.

You slowly take him inch by inch, even with how wet you are the penetration still seemed to burn, it took a lot more time than you think for Mingi to bottom out, like, when I say MONSTER COCK I MEAN it. Once he does bottom out, his pelvis meeting with your ass, the tip of his angry cock pressing up against your cervix and pushing away some of your organs.

He pulls out slowly, gauging your reaction to every vein and ridge on his cock, as he pushes back in you furrow your eyebrows, biting your lip as you feel his dick rub the entire inside of your pussy. He groans when you clench around him, nails digging into the wood of the headboard as he starts with a gentle pace, moving his hips in and out slowly at first, before speeding up the roll of his hips.

“Holy shit- Mingi! Fuck so big, too big-!” You cry out, you can’t really be sure that’s what you said though, even if he isn’t fucking into you at an animalistic pace he still manages to fuck the braincells out of you, you might just be babbling nonsense right now. He makes a noise between a moan and a groan, biting the inside of his cheek, “You take everything I give you- you understand?” He grunts out, speeding up again and pinning you down more, he was low enough for you to feel his hard breaths on your ear, he bites down on your shoulder in an attempt to quiet down his noises, he wants to hear you.

You grip his arms, moaning in a high pitch and babbling nothing in particular, Mingi was fucking you stupid with his giant cock and you couldn’t be happier, his pace now was brutal, the skin of your ass stinging with how hard his pelvis has smacking into it, you could feel yourself get embarrassingly close already. Your moans turned into high pitched cries as your orgasm was speedily approaching, you clench around his dick to signal to him your incoming orgasm, but it never came, because suddenly Mingi got off and pulled out, denying you your orgasm.

You whine in frustration, making more babbling noises and doing grabby hands at Mingi, he chuckles and bites his lip, looking up and down your naked body, from your hard and perky nipples to your abused and tender hole. He finally enters you again after making sure your climax was nowhere to be seen, this time he starts fucking into you with fervor, holding your hips up to hit the deepest part of you, “Fuuck- that’s it, take my cock like the good fucking cum slut you are-” He says, somehow the combination of his praise and degradation make you whine out, absolutely blissed out, no thoughts, head empty, only big Mingi and his big cock destroying your insides.

You were so, so close again, but Mingi slowed down the aggressive pace of his hips, stopping his thrusts and just grinding down slowly, you started to cry, you wanted to cum so badly but Mingi didn’t let you for the second time already, “Fuck- Mingi, please please please, let me cum! I’ve been so good, please-!!” Mingi, not having the heart to deny you again, finally decides that he was going to let you cum.

He lays down, “Go on and ride me babe, I know how much you love to bounce on my cock.” He says, so naturally, you jump up and immediately and straddle his hips, sinking down onto his cock quickly, he takes a sharp intake of air as you enthusiastically start rolling your hips, grinding down on him. You place your hands on his large and firm chest, then you start bouncing up and down his cock, loving the sting of his giant dick reaching the deepest parts of you. Mingi can feel himself coming closer to his high as you clamp down on his dick like a vice, trying to milk him for his worth, he grips your hips and starts bucking up into you, you whine out and babble expletives, mouth hanging open and drooling, digging your nails into his chest as your orgasm approached you quickly.

You throw your head back and finally cum, your jaw slacking open and your eyes rolling to the back of your head, the spasming of your pussy pushes Mingi over the edge too, sending his load straight into your womb, this action threw you violently into another orgasm, making you choke out a strangled moan as your cringe of oversensitivity.

You both pant out, you’re exhausted and sweaty, muscles sore, pussy raw, and you just want to pass out in a tub full of warm water. Mingi shares the same sentiment, so he runs a bath for both of you to get cleaned up, and once you two are done taking a bath, you sit down on the edge of the tub while Mingi changes the ruined sheets. He tucks you under his arm, kisses your forehead, and you both pass out.

FIN.

Tags: @cultofdionysusnet, @kwanisms, @yoonguurt, @lemonhongjoong, @shinestarhwaa, @stardragongalaxy, @wooyoungmybelovedhusband, @anyamaris, @dimpledsatan, @ilovetnbhd, @flowerboykun, @seongwin

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[ethanharmonia]

The Hisui Trio in my AU!! :D

(they dont know how to dress up 😔)

I wanted to make reference sheets for the three, even though i took a ton of inspo from many things but its for investment i promise i promise

Those three are friends in this AU, they are all in the present world and they are like a family to each other tbh, they might get into a few arguments but they talk it out later on.

To be fair i think those three would give each other kisses, not in a romantic way though, its just more of a platonic thing i guess??

The three of them own dragon type pokemon, from gen 4, 6 and 8 (me like even numbers dont mind me), i kinda felt like these pokemon fit them best by personality (im not exactly sure for 100%)

Dropping the lore here :

The only way Adaman and Irida could go back and out of Hisui was by Volo taking them with him by going through portals with Giratina, of course the two of them got frightened at the sight of Giratina showing up right in front of their eyes for the first time but they got used to it later on.

As a gift of gratitude from Volo for still being accepted by Adaman and Irida even after everything he's done in the past, he made and gave a clone of Origin Dialga and Origin Palkia to them so that they could also travel through the portals or around the world without his help (he's getting tired from babysitting them pls let him live).

Adaman and Irida just live with Lucas, Dawn and Barry in Twinleaf Town, sometimes Volo comes by to visit them and hang out with them. Lucas and Dawn dont have memories of Rei and Akari, so they have no idea of what Volo used to be back then, if they would then oh boy they would try to kill him.

{With Dialga} Adaman possesses Steel type powers (or Metal Bending as they say), he uses it a lot for combat but also for reaching high places if he cant go up there or reach it by climbing, he bends the metal into a form of a long rope in order to get up there.

{With Palkia} Irida has Water type powers (or Water Bending), she is not really the type of a person to fight but she rather heals others, it also works on pokemon too, though sometimes she can kick ass once in a while if anyone drives her mad.

{With Giratina and Arceus} Volo has all the elements, including Dark type powers but he never uses those as he only sees the bad in them and never wishes to use them, reminding him a lot of Cyrus {bro hates him more than anything}, with Volo being an Archon, he can summon pretty much every pokemon, including the legendaries and mythical ones, and the ultra beasts, even though the legendaries are gods too and are feared by many, Volo however just sees them as misunderstood creatures/beings, as he has a better bond with them than with his own people.

Volo despises humans, he only sees the bad in them as he has only seen the bad things that humans did, and with Volo being isolated in Arceus's realm and being there for about 280 years (met Arceus at 20), he cant really change his opinion about it, even if he has friends that are different than the rest of the humans, Volo still has doubts that humans are good, unless proven to him. Sure, Volo is the archon and savior of this world and he is trying his best to make the world a better with no wars or catastrophies, he hates humans, but he just wants peace, but he is aware that even if this happens one day then the peace wont last forever, the world cant remain peaceful for eternity, theres always going to be something happening all the time and he will have to deal with it on his own.

This would be Volo and his Dragapult (canon)

Imagine praying to god, and this is who you're praying to

#pokemon au #pokemon #pla volo #pla adaman #pla irida #pokemon legends arceus #pokemon legends volo #wielder volo #pokemon wielder volo #pokemon volo #pokemon irida #pokemon adaman #clan leader irida #clan leader adaman #irida #adaman #volo #here uhh lore uhh yes have it here #if anyone understands what im saying here then you are officially my child #doing allat at 2 am my god #ah yes did you know that Volo is a god in this au. na wait. an ARCHON?? LMAO #na cuz i feel like he deserved it fr #adaman and irida are like his family rn #had some weird scenarios about adaman and volo kissing while irida watches them with a confused look like “bro not this again” #they definetly are the best trio in my opinion idgaf #they would kick ass tbh #also i took some reference from arcane cuz why not hahahahaha (i didnt mention it in the lore) #i made it that cyrus is darkness and volo is light aint no way this turning into mlp LMAO #i think im high af when im writing all that rn #cyrus is dead btw

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

You know how the Harbingers have those huge fluffy-looking coats?

Well good news is that FL practically has one built into him with that floofy neck and flowy wingies! Put them wings around us and BAM! Möth coat!

Thing is we’re absolutely puny compared to him so we’d be swallowed up and hidden behind his wings so he’d lower down to our height and our head would pop outta our hiding spot like PEEKABOO!

OHHH MY GOD. OH MY MOON AND STARS YOU ARE SO RIGHT

listen, if you're overwhelmed and need a minute to yourself, there is no better hiding place than moth coat. you gently tug on one of Legacy's wings and he chirps understandingly, leaning down and wrapping those glittering moth-like wings around you, separating you from the rest of the chaotic world. it's quiet and peaceful in there, surrounded by sparkling stars, your arms wrapped around Foul Legacy's waist. with a small shift he pats your head with his claws, a purr going through him and setting off a soothing rumbling from deep within his chest. it calms your weary heart, untangling and smoothing the knot of frantic thoughts in your mind, and slowly your eyes close as you smile for the first time that day

however, he also uses the moth coat for other things... like when he wants attention right this very second. many times you've been talking to Zhongli, just catching up after a few weeks, when Foul Legacy decides that you've talked long enough and takes a step forward to wrap his pretty wings around you. because he's so tall you can't really do anything except let it happen, and with a smug chirp he carries you home and deposits you on the couch, curling up in your lap. you sigh and give him an exasperated look, telling him that he can't just hide you whenever he wants to! but Foul Legacy just purrs and snuggles closer, nudging your hand for scritches, and with how cute he is you just can't keep a stern look on your face, your lips twitching up into a smile as you scratch under his chin

you apologize profusely later to Zhongli, but he assures you it's alright- he thinks it's cute

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #anon #ANON YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT THAT #what if. what if you wore Childe's Harbinger coat and Foul Legacy mimics you #now you're both wearing coats!!!!! #zhongli: hey where did... #foul legacy: *lowers his wings and your head pops out* #you: hi #zhongli: ah #also i was right!! i did get sick ;-; #short scenario #other's stuff #good evening :) #FAVE

[dmagedgoods]

Just Raphael knowing exactly why Tav slept with Haarlep and therefore indulging in their obvious yearning, letting them have Haarlep every once in a while, and being close, but withholding what Tav wishes for most: his own touch.

#ah yes #still that scenario #I bet he told Larian himself not to write a romance for him #don't mind me 😂 #I should sleep #raphael #bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #dmaedramblings #bg3 spoilers

[shiraishi-mai]

Vice Versa

You hated your soulmate. 

There were different ways of finding your soulmate in this world. Some had a connected string around their pinkies, some had matching symbols, some had the same songs stuck in their heads…etc. 

But you? You had to be one of those that got the same injuries as your other half's. 

And it seemed that your soulmate was injury prone. 

“Y/n, what on earth happened to you??” Your friend gasped when you groaned as you took your shirt off. It was time for gym class and you were changing into your workout uniform. 

You spotted a dark bruise on your elbow and the side of your shoulder.

“That’s not even the worst of it,” you deadpanned. You rolled up your pants to show more bruises littered across your knees and scrapes on your shin and thighs. 

“I don’t know what the hell my soulmate is doing, but they really need to get their shit together. Obviously they don’t care enough about their soulmate to treat their body so recklessly.” 

It was worse since you tended to bruise easily and so you were sure that their injuries looked worse on you. 

“He’s probably some delinquent that gets into fights and skips school and is going to end up in JUVIE,” you ranted. “If he’s not there already.” 

“Oh my god,” you whispered, horrified. “What if my soulmate is already in jail??” 

Your teachers had been concerned over the years upon seeing your constant bruises. After confirming that you were indeed not being abused by your family or a boyfriend, they looked at you warily. They probably thought it was you that was getting into trouble. 

Your friend laughed. “Little miss higher-level-class with her head in her books soulmates with a delinquent?” 

“Maybe I should get in a fight,” you muttered. “Give them a taste of their own medicine.” 

Perhaps it was the judgement from your teachers and peers that you worked to show everyone that you were indeed a good kid, and wanted nothing but to keep a low profile and achieve success in school.

Over the years, you got a fairly high pain tolerance, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t an occasional hurt that sometimes put you in an embarrassing position.

“ACK,” you had yelled during a lecture at your late-night cram school. 

Everyone had turned to stare at you as you held your chest. 

It had felt as though you had been struck by something heavy and being a person with boobs did NOT help the feeling. 

Another time, something similar had happened, but this time it was a blow to the stomach that knocked the wind out of you and made you stumble. Your butt hit the pavement and you gained a morbid satisfaction that perhaps your soulmate felt their own consequences. 

“Aw c’mon, maybe he’s a hot bad boy. That wouldn’t be so bad,” your friend said, wiggling her eyebrows. 

“Psh I’ll show him I can be a lot worse when I meet him.” 

She laughed before pausing. “Also, you’re still going with me to the game later right??” She rubbed the ankle of her knee-highs where underneath a symbol of a violet lay tattooed. 

“Yes yes,” you replied. You shook your head. She was an avid fan of volleyball and was convinced that her crush, Akaashi Keiji, was her soulmate. Her plan was to go to one of his games and see if his uniform moved around enough to show a glimpse of the same tattoo. A plan you were doubtful of.

“If he’s not, I’m throwing myself off a cliff.” 

You snorted. “Dramatic much?” 

“He’s the love of my life.”

“Your poor soulmate,” you said, shaking your head. “Just ask him to take his shirt off or something.” 

“If I had the guts to do that, I would have already.” 

The both of you walked out to the field. 

“I don’t know. It’d be a funny way to meet him though.” 

You both chortled at the thought of Akaashi’s stoic face blanching when some random girl asked him to strip. 

“WATCH OUT!”

“OOF,” you said as you were knocked to the ground. 

Some boys had been playing baseball and one of the catchers hadn’t seen you walking. He rammed his elbow into your side as both of you fell.

“I would love it if I stopped having such an intimate relationship with the ground,” you groaned for the second time. 

“I’m so sorry!” The boy looked at you horrified. 

You assured him that you were fine and waved him off. After all, you were used to this. 

“Why were they even playing catch on the track??” 

“Dunno but it’s just my luck. Men just seem to want to hurt me.” 

“Amen,” she shook her head. 

—----------------------------------------------------------

The next few days consisted of you wincing and clutching your side. You had been elbowed a lot harder than you initially thought and this time you really felt it. 

“Are you okay?” Your friend asked as you gingerly sat down on the bleacher next to her. 

You didn’t respond but merely raised your shirt slightly and she grimaced. A huge oval-shaped bruise covered the side of your ribcage. 

“Yeesh, your soulmate is definitely going to feel that.” 

You made a face. You kind of felt sorry towards him this time. Hopefully he was tough and wouldn’t feel it as much. 

“Ooo,” your friend smacked you on the arm. “There he is!” 

You glared at her mini assault but her eyes were zoomed in on the dark-haired setter that had stepped on the court. 

“Okay, you so have to help me look for his tattoo.”

“I don’t know. I feel kind of creepy checking out Akaashi the entire game.”

This time she glared at you and you sighed, promising her that you would indeed, stare at Akaashi for the game. 

It felt a bit awkward trying to gauge from the small slivers of exposed skin when he jumped or dived but at least your friend was enjoying it.

“Are you even looking for the tattoo,” you looked at her suspiciously as she squealed and clapped her hands at his backset. 

“I was looking at his technique that time!”

“You’re drooling.” 

“Oh my god.”

“What is it now?” You asked, exasperated. “Did he finally take his shirt off for some reason?” 

“Y/n, look.” 

Her eyes were trained, not on Akaashi but a boy with grey and white spiked hair next to him. 

Bokuto Kotaro, ace of the Fukorodani team, had lifted his shirt to wipe sweat gathered on his forehead. He had paused with the fabric bunched in his hands, laughing boisterously at something his teammate had said. Had he looked towards the stands, he would have seen a girl, frozen and looking mildly horrified, at the dark, oval-shaped bruise sporting the side of his ribcage. 

“Well that explains a lot,” she said with a face that looked as if she was trying not to laugh. 

You both watched as he spiked straight down the court and you looked at your hands. That certainly explained the slight stinging feeling you felt in your palms nearly everyday. It happened so much that you got used to it and forgot it happened most of the time. 

“Hit me.”

“What?”

“Smack me in the face. Right now.”

Your friend patted your back. “There there. I know it’s shocking but there’s no need to have a mental breakdown.” 

Your eyes locked onto hers with a scarily blank expression. “I want you. To bitch slap me. As hard as you can.” 

“What??”

“I will go ask Akaashi later to strip off his shirt- hell I will strip it myself.” 

“Don’t touch my man!” Your friend exclaimed and slapped you across the face. You were slightly irritated that she did it in retaliation to your statement rather than for you but we move. 

“OW,” a voice boomed from the court.

The referee blew his whistle. “Net touch.” 

Bokuto had jumped and yelped as he felt a blow to his face, causing him to move a little too far forward and hit the net. He was currently holding his cheek, bewildered as a couple of his teammates told him off for the mistake. 

“Bokuto, what the hell are you doing??”

“Bokuto-san,” Akaashi had run over. “Perhaps you need to take a break?” 

Your friend had hit you hard enough that there was a slight ringing in your ears and you were sure he could feel it too, judging by the dazed look on his face. There was another blow of the whistle and the coach called for a player change.

You watched as Bokuto held a cold towel to his face from his place at the sidelines. You noticed his hair had drooped from being subbed out. 

“Are you okay? I think I hit you pretty hard.”

“No,” you said faintly and turned to look at your friend. “I am not okay.”

—----------------------------------------------------------

“Bokuto-san, that girl is staring at you again.” 

The owlish boy glanced over to see you look at him with a hard stare. 

“Aw, Akaashi, I’m sure she’s just a fan. After all, I’m pretty awesome.” He crossed his arms and smiled proudly.

“I’m concerned. She doesn’t exactly look happy. Did you do something?”

Bokuto scratched his head. “Er, I don't think so. She’s in our grade right?…did I do anything??” 

Akaashi thought back to the past week and shook his head. He couldn’t think of Bokuto doing anything wild specifically to the girl. 

“Maybe she likes me!” 

“Bokuto-san, you have a soulmate.” 

“Maybe she’s my soulmate!”

Akaashi’s eyes gave you a once over. “She doesn’t appear to have any of the injuries that match yours.”

Little did they know that you used cover-up concealer and sweaters after the many stares you used to receive. You tugged your knee-highs a bit higher up after noticing they were looking at you. 

“Aw, there’s nothing wrong with Bokuto,” your friend whispered from beside you. 

“He’s loud and the opposite of low-key. Plus I heard he wants to go pro. My life is going to be filled with PAIN.” 

“You said you barely feel it anymore.” 

“That doesn’t mean I like it! I’m not a masochist!” 

“Maybe you should become one,” your friend said, suggestively.

“I hate you.” 

“Excuse me?” 

The both of you looked up with wide eyes as two large figures loomed in front of you.

“We were just wondering -”

“Did I do something to you??” Bokuto interrupted the setter. 

“I-uh…” you were at a loss for words. Okay, so admittedly now he was up close, you admit Bokuto was quite handsome. 

There was a tense silence as you struggled to find the right words before your friend threw her hands up.

“Oh for goodness sake.” 

You yelped as she poked you in the side. Clutching your ribs, you glared at her and quickly walked away.

“Hope that answers your question!” She said cheerfully and ran after you. 

Bokuto tilted his head. “I don’t understand.” 

Akaashi thought for a moment before realisation dawned on his face. 

“Oh.” 

“What?? Tell me Akaashi, tell meeee -” 

“She might be your soulmate.” 

—----------------------------------------------------------

“Y/n.”

No.

“Y/n.” 

You quickly walked down the hall and turned the corner.

“Y/n.” 

“Y/n.” 

A figure flashed past you and you bounced off a hard chest. 

“Woah there,” Bokuto lifted both of his arms to steady you.

At your glare, he quickly dropped them. 

“You're my- like you’re - Akaashi said - “ It was if he was trying to speak quicker than he could gather his thoughts. 

You didn’t say anything, instead looked at him straight-faced and poked his side. You made a face as he groaned.

“Yep.” 

“When did you find out??” 

“Your last game,” you said, sighing. “A lot of things made sense. The bruises on my knees and elbows, the palms of my hands always stinging etc etc."

He made a sheepish face. “Oh. I never really considered that.”

“Are you serious??”

“I mean your palms! I tried to wear covers for my arms and wear leggings as well as knee pads to see if it would help you, but I guess it didn’t work out so well.”

Well at least he tried. It was kind of sweet that he did actually think of you when he could have been solely distracted with his sport. 

“I don’t have many bruises though,” he frowned. 

“Ah, that one’s on me. My skin is kinda sensitive. They look worse than they feel.” 

He sagged his shoulders. “That’s a relief."

"Though," he continued. “You do owe me though.”

You raised an eyebrow. 

“You broke your collarbone in fourth grade didn’t you?”

Your mouth opened and then closed. You indeed had fallen off your bike and had to wear a brace for a while.

He made a face. “I knew it! There was no way the door opening in my face broke my collarbone!” 

You looked at him concerned. Did he honestly think that was what happened until now?

“I couldn’t play for weeks! I got made fun of so much!” 

“Oh…sorry about that,” you glanced to the side, guiltily. 

“But ya know.”

You looked at him to see a lopsided smile gracing his face.

“It’s worth it since it’s you.” 

You stared at him speechless. 

Bokuto gave you the biggest grin you’ve ever seen and pulled you into a bear hug.

“Ouch,” both of you winced at the contact. 

“Sorry, sorry,” he said quickly. “Guess I better be a bit more careful now huh?” He looked at the ground and shifted, a bit embarrassed.

“Ya think,” you murmured, mimicking his movements. 

You felt fingers tuck a strand of your hair back gently and looked up in surprise. 

“If I promise to be more careful, do you think we can go out on a date sometime?”

You gazed into bright eyes, sparkling with happiness and teeth bit into a lower lip in anticipation. For the first time, nothing in your body ached and a soft warmth spread throughout you.

Your lips pursed before they curved up into a small smile.

“I’d like that.” 

—----------------------------------------------------------

Bonus:

“Akaashi, can you take your shirt off?”

“Pardon me?” The tall boy looked at you bewildered.

“Hey!” Bokuto protested from beside you with a betrayed expression. 

“One moment Kou.” 

“Just lift up your shirt please.” 

Your friend was practically buzzing beside you. Akaashi looked a bit scared as he lifted up his shirt. 

“And turn.” 

He obeyed, hesitantly, and your friend made a disappointed sound. 

When he looked mildly offended at what he thought was a reaction to his body, you clarified, “Ah we were looking for a tattoo of a violet.” 

Akaashi’s eyes widened

“Oh, Akaashi, don't you have one on your thigh?” Bokuto questioned his friend. 

There was a faint blush on the boy’s cheeks and Akaashi slightly pulled up one of his pant legs. Sure enough, the flower was etched onto the skin there. 

Your friend punched the air triumphantly.

“I told you so!”

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[me-skzsraregem]

Hyunjin : Bangchan is dad of 6 kids and daddy of babygirls Hyunjin : LeeKnow is a dad of 3 cats and mom of 6 kids Hyunjin: What are you felix? Felix: I'm the baby and the babygirl..and a cat if necessary

#Ah yes.. presenting to u the alrounders of 4th gen #The famous multitasking family! #skz #stray kids #skz incorrect texts #skz scenarios #skz felix #seo changbin #skz han #skz seungmin #skz lee know #minsung #skz hyunjin #skz changbin #skz chan #skz jisung #skz minsung #skz incorrect quotes #stray kids seungmin #stray kids hyunjin #straykids #stray kids felix #skz memes #skz in #skz incorrect conversations

[lix-ables]

ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ?

pairing — hentai artist! jisung x fem!reader. rating — 18 +, minors dni !! words — 1.7k genre — smut, includes i. soft mean dom!jisung, use of mirror (bro idk what to call it istg) praise kink, size kink, use of pet names like doll, babe, angel, lingerie kink, touching (??) ii. loving(??) degradation, slight perv!ji (@chvnnie hi bestie, i had to), sexting (mostly teasing so idk what that falls under) note — the way i screamed when i got an ask for this aaaaa and i needed to write it like this omg (lets ignore that this is my first time writing this). anyway i hope y'all like it ^^ masterlist

you: [image] you: babee you: tell me if this looks good? jisung: oh.. jisung: OH you: whaaatttt jisung: fuck baby, you look so cute jisung: i swear i wanted to come today, but this piece… you: well, i’d look cuter if you were inside me..

jisung groans at the last text you sent, his fingers ruffling through his hair as he goes back to read the conversation again while he waited for your reply. his fingers scroll past the message he sent, watching the three dots appear on the screen, until they stop again. jisung lets out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck, clicking on the pic you sent him— the yellow sleeveless sundress you tried on, your breasts practically spilling out, your finger teasing the strap of the material, pulling it down a little, your nipple almost peaking out— he can’t control his thoughts.

his screen lights up again with your notification, which has him biting his bottom lip, and he’s licking his lip right after at what he sees, his figure brooding over his phone, setting it on his table on top of the many sheets that were spread around. jisung’s hand aches to slip into his sweats, to tease the tip of his cock, the desperation getting to him. the thoughts of you kneeling down as he works, drawing sketches and just his hips bucking into your face, his cock hitting the back of your throat. tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you took him, your thighs pressed together, your panties soaked, your head empty except for what jisung would do later, and it would just end up with you being a mess for him. he needed that, he missed it. a bit too much.

you: [image] you: got this to go with the dress :))

“fuck,” jisung mumbles under his breath as his fingers move fast to click on the next picture you sent him, his hand shaking a little out of excitement. his jaw tightens when he looks closely at the picture, his lips pressed in a thin line, his fingers zooming on certain parts, out of habit.

the way you sat on the stool of the trial room, with your legs spread so he could have a slight peak of your clothed core, a hand placed in between your thighs, the nude color of the lingerie material making him curse out loud. again, your breasts spilling out, the smile you had on your face, that innocent look on your face making him want to fuck that attitude out of you, especially wanting to make you cum in that particular piece of dressing you chose.

jisung: jesus, what do you want from me hm? jisung: i’m letting you cum on this cock every other night jisung: and fucking your throat every time you want something to shut you up jisung: you still want to fucking get me all messed up jisung: what have i told you about teasing me while i work, angel?

now the urge jisung had to just get a good and clear view of that lingerie you wore, and take a picture of you in it. he wanted to take that picture of you himself, get you in all the poses he was thinking of when he was looking at the picture you sent him. the urge he had to take a video while you rode him, his hand staying firm on your stomach as you bounced on his cock, only the sounds of skin slapping and the slick sounds your pussy made every time your body moved.

the need he had to tilt your chin, to make you look at the way you desperately got fucked by him, the way you desperately clenched around his cock whenever he reaches forward to rub fast and smooth circles around your clit, his lips pressing to your earlobe, whispering how you were making such a good mess for him. how you were letting him, no, begging him to fuck you, to ruin you in front of the mirror that he was staring at right now, watching you whine and whimper for him, getting you to make a mess for him while he just smirks and clicks picture after picture, one for every reaction and sound you made for him.

his eyes return to the picture you sent, and he was so close, to both jerking off and creaming his pants. that’s the effect you had on him. slipping his hand into his sweats, jisung started slow, hesitant strokes on his cock, imagining how you’d touch him if you were here. his head is thrown back, not caring if he got hurt or not, he ached for this. his cock aches for this, for your touch. “fuck,” he grunts, bringing his thumb to rub the tip of his cock, teasing it to the point where he was sure he was going to make a mess right there.

“starting off without me, are you?”

jisung whips his head back to see you standing by the door frame, your figure leaning against the wall of his room. you somehow managed to get time to change back into comfortable clothes— a pair of shorts and a tank top, carrying yourself across the room towards the boy in front of you, dropping the shopping bags on the floor right next to his feet and straddle him, your hands resting on his shoulder right after. “you’re the one that started the teasing, angel,” he whispers, leaning in to kiss you, a small brush of lips, making you whine at the lack of contact. “how badly do you need it?”

“so fucking bad, ji,” you sigh, your forehead now rests against his, your fingers trailing up his shoulders, placing them around his neck and pull him closer. “got both the dress and the other thing.” a smile forms on your face when you say this as you watch jisung groan, satisfied with his reaction. ‘the other thing’ being the lingerie you decided to buy in the last minute.

you had to admit it. you wanted to get jisung worked up for you, knowing how he loves anything and everything you wear. his only concern was, can he fuck you in it? does he have permission to rip it in two, just to buy you another one next time, that promise he kept. another of anything — a pair of new panties, or a new dress shirt, which was very evidently his.

jisung’s eyes light up at the mention of the lingerie, his brain working in ways it never did. an idea popping in his head, something that he could draw, but he didn’t care about that now. his focus was on you, the way you were biting your lip, your tank top riding up your waist when he rests his hand on your skin. “so fucking small for me all the damn time, aren’t you?”

you nod at his question, giving in to whatever left his lips. you needed it, bad. his fingers didn’t hesitate for a second to slip into your shorts, only to find you soaking wet, your hips grinding against his palm. “fuck, look at that. already so wet, and you just got home. so needy all the damn time aren’t you?” you could only whine at his words, your walls clenching when he slips a finger in, teasing you just enough to rile you up. “tempting me to get my mouth on that pretty pussy of yours, hm? we’re not getting these shorts off until you’re drenched through.” you nod a couple times, like it was the only thing you could and would do along with the grinding. nothing else mattered to you. you wanted to get off, and jisung was there, more than willing to help you. but it wasn’t going to be easy, you knew that. he knew it all too well, more than you did. so when your clothed pussy rubbed against his bulge, and he let out a groan, you knew it was going to be a long night of teasing. “that’s it, doll. so cute when you jerk your hips forward, like i’m not being generous enough to let you grind against me like the dirty angel i taught you to be.”

“don’t lie,” jisung continues, his hands moving your hips in the pace he wants, his head now resting on your shoulder as you lean forward, biting back moans from leaving your mouth, you didn’t want to seem too desperate. “you touched yourself when you took that pic, didn’t you?” jisung presses a kiss to your bare shoulder, leaving an open mouth kiss to it right after, being proud of the fact that there’s going to be a mark in the morning. “you got off knowing that i’m going to get hard when i see you in that lingerie hm?”

a light slap to your thigh earned a squeak from you, tears almost forming at the corner of your eyes. “fuck, yes ji. i needed it,” you let out, rubbing yourself faster against the boy under you. “and what about me?” he presses. “you thought it was okay to tease me, and expect not to be punished? being too brave these days, huh? knowing i’d give in to your attitude and fuck your brains out hm?” jisung lightly taunts, stopping your body from grinding against him. “you knew i was working, distracted by anything you did, and you just did what you wanted, isn’t that right, doll?”

“shit, ji. please, wanna cum,” you whimper, your fingers coming to wrap around his wrist that held down your waist. his hips bucked under you, and you let out a gasp at the way his dick nestled so snug under your clothed pussy. “feel that? you caused that. and now, you’re going to make up to me, while i work. try being of some inspiration, hm?”

“i-inspiration how?” “start of by making a mess on my fingers like the desperate little precious thing that you are, and then we’ll see what you can do.”

the way jisung said that, in a tone so casual, like it was a normal thing, like he knew it was going to either tick you off, or get you so needy that you couldn’t do anything about it. “now?”

“yes, angel. in fact, how about you get to work? let’s see if i get inspired to draw a character on how pretty you look while you have my dick in your mouth, hm?”

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[hereforthefunnyguys]

Moments in DM when Yami Yugi/Atem calls Solomon Muto "Grandpa" will never not break me. Equally breaking is when Muto calls atem his grandson. Grandpa was apparently just like hell yes free grandson!!! You Will Be Adopted if it Kills You and i will consider you a full member of the family even if you don't consider yourself even a full human being yet. Atem solomon muto dynamic potential makes me go grrrrrrr

#Scenario in my mind where early on grandpa muto finds yami yugi shuffling through the fridge in the middle of the night like a stray cat #and just sits him down by the dinner table and feeds him mac n cheese no questions asked while yy stares nervously at him #because what if he thinks we're an impostor??? What if he thinks we're trying to hurt his grandson???? What if he Hates Us #and grandpa muto just kind of pats him on the head and gives him more food like Ah. Excellent. Another Grandson. Always liked these things #And it doesn't even need extra food and bed! Two for one deal!!!! #solomon muto #sugoroku mutou #ygo #yugioh #pharoah atem #yami yugi #My stuff

[epiclamer]

Since I’m the owner of a very…special jail, I want you to write an interrogation scene between a hero and a villain (duh). Who’s doing the interrogating is your choice. Make it spicy or you sleep on the couch tonight.

I DONT WANNA SLEEP ON THE COUCH BABYYYYYYYYY

Cw: smutty

(No reposts but reblogs appreciated <3)

Interrogation

Villain had been tapping their fingers nervously on the back of their interrogation room chair forever. The seat was small and made of metal that was undeniably cold for such conditions along with the rest of the room that was quiet and empty besides two seats—one being the one Villain was situated on—and a large metal table to separate them. Overall, everything set Villain with a general feeling of unease.

It felt like they had been sitting there for hours, hands cuffed behind their back and their position growing steadily discomforting, before anyone walked in. Anyone being the last person Villain wanted to see in this situation, Hero.

“Well, well, well… what’s a pretty little villain like yourself doing here?” Hero drawled, stepping into the room with an air of confidence as they closed and locked the high security door behind them. Hardly paying their surroundings much attention as they zeroed in on the nervous villain.

“You mean a small-time criminal who has barely done enough damage to the city to create so much as a pinprick in its economy, in a supermax prison?” Villain leaned forwards as much as their restraints would let them, clearly annoyed with the others presence, they sneered. “You tell me.”

Hero blinked back at the villain, unmoving for just a moment before they broke out into a large grin. “Oh please, don’t act so innocent. You know very well that you’re more than just a lowly street criminal…” Hero’s eyes flicked over Villains body, drinking in the tightness in the others suit and the way that pulling on the handcuffs strained against their muscles. “Especially to me…”

Villain blushed at the comment, quickly regaining their composure as they buried any feelings deep within. “Even if I did do more than what I let onto, it’s not enough to stick me in here.”

Hero’s grin only got wider, “I guess we’ll find out, hm?” As Villain spluttered to come up with justification or some type of proof that would prove against any such things, Hero used the moment as an opportunity and seized it. Quickly making their way around the table and to Villains chair.

“May I sit here?” Hero’s question was genuine, but they didn’t care to wait for an answer. Sitting themselves comfortably down onto Villains lap so they were straddling the one cuffed to the chair. Making sure to adjust their hips a bit to rile Villain up be in proper control of their prisoner.

Villain had gone perfectly still and perfectly quiet. Eyes like saucers fixated on the hero in their lap, barely breathing because too much movement would inevitably lead to them touching. Villain wasn’t quite sure how much more touching they could handle right now, so they held their breath and squeezed their eyes shut.

Hero giggled at the scene in front of them, the amount of effort Villain had to put in to control themselves was comical to say the least. “Where’s all that bravado now, hm pretty one?” Hero ran one finger down Villains jawline, tracing down their throat to their shoulders where they smiled at the tenseness in the muscles.

One of Villains eyes flew open at the touch, looking wildly around at the situation in front of them and the teasing of Hero’s fingers. “I-I don’t think you’re a-allowed to do this!!!”

Hero looked up at Villain with doe eyes, blinking in innocence as their finger trailed down the chest plate in Villains suit painfully slowly. “No?”

Villain shook their head, gulping as Hero’s finger traced down to their abs now and toyed with some of the plates protecting their stomach. “N-no. I-in prison they’d n-never let a-a villain get so c-close. It’s dangerous!!!” Both of Villains eyes were open now as they watched tentatively at Hero’s reactions, trying to read them and see their true intentions.

The other simply watched their finger trace along the curves in Villains suit. Fascinated at how their body flinched involuntarily in areas that were more… sensitive. “Mmmmm, maybe not in just any prison.” Hero’s eyes flicked up to meet Villains slightly fearful ones. “But fortunately for you my dear, this isn’t just any prison. It’s my prison. My prison, my rules. Aren’t you lucky.” Hero punctuated their last sentence with a small touch to the tip of their captive’s nose. Loving the way Villain blushed furiously after.

Villains breath caught in their throat. Blood pumping in their ears and the quickened pace of their heartbeat warned them of near danger. And Hero in a space alongside Villain, with no rules? That was danger. “T-this is your prison???” Villain gaped, eyes flickering around the room, searching for any giveaway that could prove them false.

Hero cocked their head to the side, finally bringing their finger to a rest right between Villains thighs. “Were you expecting something different? Not impressive enough for an adorable mastermind like yourself?”

Villain would deny the flush that pigmented their cheeks once more later. “O-oh, nonono, I just… envisioned a prison owned by you w-would look more l-like a… kinky dungeon o-of sorts?”

Hero blinked. Confusion rattling their mind as their brain fought to catch up to such a ridiculous comment. Then they burst out in laughter. “Kinky dungeon?????”

“It makes sense when you think about your whole character!!!” Villain explained, still unable to hide the redness in their face as they tried to keep calm in their embarrassment.

Hero’s ribs ached with laughter, only able to respond to the other once they managed to formulate words again. “You think I’m kinky?” Hero fixed them with an intense gaze, it definitely wasn’t a planned part of their interrogation but if it had to be their first question then so be it.

Villain wanted to facepalm and die of embarrassment. They wanted to go home and lay face down in their bed until they could forget how stupid their comments had been and could forgive themselves for their idiocy. Sadly, that wasn’t possible at the moment, and with the fixing gaze of their nemesis they figured it was time to answer before the awkwardness got any worse.

“I-I do.” Hero had returned to running their finger teasingly between Villains thighs, but their silence egged Villains response on. “I-I dunno… you seem like the t-type… l-like not too hardcore!! But m-maybe bondage, d-degradation or even breeding on a g-good day…”

Hero’s eyebrows shot up approvingly and they gave a slight nod as they pressed a little harder against Villains body. “You know…” They grinned. “You’re not that far off…”

“Really?!?” Villain gleamed with pride, those had been total guesses, besides maybe the dead giveaway of handcuffs situated in every room.

Hero rolled their eyes at the excitement in Villains tone. They were adorable. “You’re so cute. But now that you know some of mine, it’s only fair that I know some of yours too, hm?” Hero smirked as they leaned forwards and led their lips to the shell of Villains ear. “So shall we finally start this interrogation?”

“I won’t talk.” Unbeknownst to Villain at the time, Hero understood information much easier with a trial and error approach.

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