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crybaby-bkg · 4 months

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you know what’s absolutely terrifying???? having to cut a baby’s nails………

Katsuki has to cut your baby’s fingernails when he discovers a tiny little scratch by her eye one morning. it’s barely there, a small thing, but it’s there, marring her little face nonetheless. he frowns at her when he holds her the next morning, her dreamy eyes alert and blinking up at him, she smiles.

“Now I gotta cut yer claws down,” he mutters to her, voice quiet as to not wake your sleeping form in the bedroom. he pads throughout the house with her chubby face resting on his shoulder, her gums gnawing at his bare skin, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

he finds himself in a conundrum though, once he realizes just how fucking—how sharp the damn clippers are. they’re tiny, lavender in color, but they’re meant to cut though the nail with such precision. and yes, he’s a pro hero, has had to adopt the title of EMT, firefighter, emergency surgeon a few times in his life when need be.

but…those people weren’t his baby girl. they weren’t this tiny and precious, and they never looked up at him with a face so similar to his, it makes his heart squeeze tight in his chest. he frowns at her again, even deeper, and this makes her hiccup a little giggle, gummy smile spreading wide.

“You’re only gonna wear mittens from here on out,” he grumbles after a while, finally daring to pick up a tiny hand that she instantly curls around his thick finger. it’s the cutest image, he thinks to himself, but he catches sight of the jagged nail, the culprit. his heart squeezes even tighter though, when he realizes that he can’t protect her from every hurt in the world, even if the hurt comes from her own hands. and the realization is an aching one, but he tells himself that he, at least, can patch her up.

you walk in minutes later, find Bakugou curled over your daughter in the rocking chair he built for her room. his tongue pokes from the corner of his mouth in concentration, his eyebrows furrowed. your daughter babbles to him the whole time, her sweet voice cooing the softest little noises that he responds back to.

“I know, I know,” he mumbles to her. “Ya don’t like baths, and don’t like your nails cut, either. What other shit do you hate, huh?” he asks, and she seemingly responds with a long, sighed out coo. it makes him smile, despite the way his hands slightly shake when he cuts the next nail. he’s terrified, of somehow hurting her even more, of cutting too close, of scratching her. but he treks on, and kisses her fat little fingers every time he clips another nail.

#I thought about this earlier and it made me WEEP #bc cutting a baby’s fingernails is a TERRIFYING and terrible experience #and if you cut too close/low and make them cry???? ohhhh just send me to hell at that point #I’ve never actually done it sjdhdjd but I’m TRAUMATIZED seeing my sister do it #and I just think he wants to be so careful and sweet with his baby but he’s terrified of hurting them even more!!!#I love him goodbye #I’m sooooo freaking sleepy tho we had such a long day doing stuff w my family and nieces #I’m BEAT!!!!!#but Christmas is in a few hours and I’m excited ^_^#bakugou treats! 🍬#—new treat in the streets! 🍫#dad bkg

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jacksonswangsauce · 5 years

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Way too damn needy

Taeil x Y/N

You and your boyfriend Taeil have been sexting all day, you’re at the office and he’s recording in the studio.

Both of you had to get up at the crack of dawn for work, meaning you didn’t get to see each other before leaving, which left you incredibly needy and horny for each other.

It’s 1 in the afternoon and Taeil can hardly wait to see you, he’s been blowing up your phone for the past hour.

1:05 pm

Taeil: Y/N❤️ Are you busy?

Taeil: Been thinking about you😍😝

1:07pm

Taeil: I’m really horny tbh😳💦

1:08pm

Taeil: Baaaabe😩 when do you get off work?

1:09pm

Taeil: I need to touch you🥵 fuuuck I’m so hard🍆

1:10pm

Taeil: Can’t stop thinking bout you😏🍑

1:11pm

Taeil: Send me some picks princess💦

1:15pm

Taeil: I’m ready😘😛🍆

(He sends a picture holding his very erect dick)

1:17pm

Taeil: Hurry! Get in the bathroom😩💦💦💦

You finally check your phone and immediately you can feel yourself getting wet as you scroll through his needy texts.

"Looks like I have to go to the bathroom..." You smirk to yourself and text him back.

Y/N: Be ready in 5😏😛

You get up and practically run to the office bathroom and lock yourself in a stall.

You immediately unbutton your blouse and unclip your lace bra to send Taeil a picture.

You await his response and play around with different angles.

Taeil: Hotty!!!😍🔥 What do you want me to do?

Instead of texting it out, you decide to FaceTime him.

He answers in less than a second.

"Y/N! Fuck I want to touch those juicy breasts!" He whines, scrunching his face in frustration.

You chuckle and start pulling up your skirt, noticing his slight grunting in the background.

"Are you touching yourself?" You ask, gently sliding your fingers against your dripping folds.

He nods and flips the camera, displaying his strong hands slowly pumping his veiny dick.

"Baby..uhh." He sighs. "Show me what you’re doing.." He says, breathlessly.

You smirk and flip your camera as you pump your fingers in and out of your heat.

"Taeil..I-I want you to grip yourself harder. Spread that pre cum all over your dick and fuck your hand!" You keep your voice low and sensual, breathing heavily as you imagine that Taeil is touching you right now.

"O-okay..! Ahhh-sss..." He grunts and you can hear his rapid movements echo through the phone.

You take a break from pumping and massage your breasts.

"Ooo Y/N I’m close! Quick..uhhh rub your clit, fast!" He moans, his pumping and grinding getting sloppier.

"Oh-Taeil! Uhhhhh.." You do as he says and feel a knot forming in your stomach.

"I’m gonna cum Y/N..Ohh fuck cum with me baby!" He tries to hold his orgasm as you near your climax.

"Tae-ohhh I’m there..sss uhhhhh!" You erupt in a satisfying orgasm just as you hear Taeil’s cum squirt out.

"F-fuck! Oh God..ohhhh!" He lets out a loud moan and almost drops his phone.

You open your eyes to see the bathroom floor covered in his white cum. You laugh and pull up your panties.

"Wow Taeil..you made a mess!" You exclaim.

He flips the camera to his face and winks at you. "This isn’t over Y/N..I’m coming to pick you up now." He explains.

"But Taeil..I’m really busy-" You begin but he cuts you off.

"Y/N You work so hard everyday! Just let me come get you early for once." He insists, running a hand through his hair.

You can’t argue with him at all, especially the way he’s looking at you with those sexy, hooded eyes...

"Okay..you talked me into it!" You laugh and shyly turn away.

He chuckles and admires your cuteness through the screen.

"Just be ready Y/N...because there’ll be no mercy tonight!" He smirks, before hanging up.

You feel your face flush pink. You love this confident and horny side of Taeil, it rarely comes out but when it does...it’s always a crazy good time.

Taeil picks you up at the front of the building and you excitedly hop in his car.

He grins and pulls you into a heated kiss.

"Y/N..mmff..God-I missed you.." He mumbles between your lips, licking the corner of your mouth and sucking on your bottom lip.

You groan and grip his shirt in your hands, pulling him closer.

He chuckles as you rub your chest against his and runs a hand through your hair.

"Mmm.." He gives you one last kiss before pulling away. "Let’s get home!" He grins and pulls into the flowing city traffic.

Along the way to his house, you and Taeil get handsy in the car.

He reaches under your skirt and puts pressure on your soaking core while you massage his buldge.

"Y/N..." He bucks his hips against your hand, wanting more friction.

You smirk and rub him harder. "You like that?" You ask, slyly.

He nods and pushes your panties aside, placing his fingers inside you.

"Taeil.." You moan and close your eyes, loving the feel of his warm hands and slim fingers.

"God I just wanna fuck you right now!" Taeil growls and takes your hand, sliding them down his underwear.

He guides you in how to touch him. "Yes..grip me like that...harder!" He moans and bites his lip.

Before you know it, he’s pulling into the driveway.

At his house...

You and Taeil stumble through the door, kicking off your shoes while heavily making out.

He reaches under your shirt and gropes your breasts as you lead him up the stairs.

You rip off his shirt and run your hands over his golden shoulders.

"Y/N..get on the bed." He commands, watching as you lay down on his neatly made mattress.

"So sexy..." He growls, pulling down your skirt and soaked, lace panties.

You help him out by taking off your top and bra.

He spreads your legs and places wet kisses along your groin and down to your heat.

After licking up and down your folds he takes off his pants and underwear.

You gasp at his size, which looks way bigger than on camera.

He notices your stare and smirks. "Like what you see?"

"Fuck Taeil! I want you inside of me.." You whine.

Taeil climbs on top of you and places kisses along your jawline.

"Okay Y/N..I’ll pump my thick cock in and out of your little cunt but you call me daddy tonight!" He growls, biting and sucking on your neck.

"Ohhh daddy!" You moan and dig your nails into his back.

"Don’t worry baby..I’m gonna fuck you so hard!" He says, kissing your lips and grinding his shaft against you.

You whimper when he pinches your clit and rubs you hard. "Daddy-uhhh!"

“That's right Y/N...just like that.” He rumbles, looking at you darkly while pumping his fingers into you.

You grip the bedsheets and arch your back. “Ohh daddy..faster..please!” You moan, feeling that familiar knot forming in your stomach.

He chuckles and kisses your parted mouth. “Don’t cum until I shove my cock inside you..okay?” He says, taking his fingers out.

You nod your head and bite your lip.

“Y/N..” He chuckles and kisses your plump lips. "You ready?" He asks, positioning himself between your legs and teasing you with the tip of his dick.

"Yes! Fuck- ohhhh.." Your eyes roll back as his length fills you up.

Taeil smirks darkly at your neediness but deep down, he’s just as needy.

"Uhhh Y/N!" He groans, beginning to move his dick in and out, ever so slowly, concentrating on the feeling of your walls around him.

You moan loudly and arch your back, clenching around him.

"That’s right baby..take me in." He moans, moving a little faster and leaning down to kiss your chest.

His lips graze between the valley between your breasts and then his tongue makes it’s way to your left nipple.

He sucks and licks on your bud, drawing out the sexiest sounds from your lips.

Then his thrusting suddenly quickens and you cry out. "Daddy! Uhhh-"

His neediness gets the best of him as he quickly thrusts into you.

"Y/N..Oh..Y/N-sss Oh fuck!" He grunts, grabbing your hands and placing them over your head.

His soft side coming out a little, as he likes to hold your hands whenever you guys have sex.

The bed begins to creak underneath you as his thrusts become harder and faster.

"Daddy..Ohhh-oh daddy! Harder..fuck!" You whine and grip his hands tighter, bucking your hips in time to his pumps.

"Ohh shit-I’m gonna cum!" He cries, scrunching his face.

"Me too daddy!" You moan.

"Y/N..oh Y/N...ohhhh I’m cuming! I’m cuming!" He whimpers into the crook of your neck and you feel him twitching inside you. His sweaty body sticking to your own, your chests rubbing against each other.

His pumping is becoming sloppy and his breathing hiccups.

"Ahhhh sss- AHHH!" He moans loudly as he pumps his load into you and erupts in orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh Taeil!" You scream, reaching your climax as well. Your whole body shakes in pleasure as you release around him.

He helps you milk it out, his own body shaking from the intense pleasure.

"Mmm baby.." He kisses your lips and massages your breast with his right hand.

"My sexy Y/N." He smiles, his hair dripping in sweat but he looks absolutely gorgeous.

You smile at him with hooded eyes, still coming down from your high.

He rolls off of you and grabs your hand. "That was amazing!" He grins, staring up at the ceiling.

You smile at him and shiver from the loss of his body heat.

"Let’s get under the covers." He says, crawling up the bed and under the blanket.

"Come here.." He smiles, holding his arms out for you.

"Y/N..."

You grin as he places the blankets over you and wraps his arms around your body.

"Hmm?" You hum as he rests his chin on the top of your head.

"I have something to ask you.." He says, and you turn around to face him.

"Well I’ve been thinking about this for a long time now and Y/N..I love you...more than anything in this whole world!" He kisses the tip of your nose and you giggle.

"Y/N..I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You make me so happy and I honestly can’t imagine m life without you in it. So Y/N..will you marry me?" He asks, reaching to his night stand and pulling out a huge diamond ring.

He holds it infront of you and you place your hand over your mouth in awe.

"Taeil..!" You feel your eyes sting with tears.

"So is it a yes baby?" He asks, giggling at your reaction.

You nod, unable to speak, afraid the rivers would start pouring from your eyes.

He takes your hand and slides the gorgeous ring on your finger. It sparkles in the dim light of the moon that’s shining through the window.

"Taeil..I love you!" You whisper, looking into his eyes.

"I know princess." He smiles and kisses your forehead.

"Now..you ready for round two? After some dinner of course!" He exclaims, grabbing his phone.

You giggle. "Yeah I’m so hungry!"

"What should we order?" He asks, scrolling for places to get food from.

"Jajangmyeong!" You exclaim.

"Ooo that sounds good right now!" Taeil agrees and orders two bowls for delivery with Korean sweet and sour pork.

You climb out of bed and grab a pair of pink lingerie from one of Taeil’s drawers, slipping them on and putting your long hair into a messy bun.

He grabs a new pair of Versace boxers and watches as you make your way out of the room. His dick already becoming stiff at the sight of you.

"Damn Y/N! You’re so hot!" He exclaims, chasing after you and dropping his boxers on the floor.

You guys barley make it down the stairs because he’s already ripping your thong off in seconds.

"Taeil!" You laugh as he struggles to get between your legs as you sit on the last stair step.

He’s about to start pounding into you when the doorbell rings.

"Shit!" He groans, scrambling to get up and find something to wear.

You laugh as he runs around the house looking for any piece of clothing.

He ends up grabbing a coat from the closer and throws it on.

He looks back at you, smiling cheekily, before answering the door.

You put your lingerie back on and join him after the coast is clear.

He looks at you and laughs, holding the delicious bags of food.

"Taeil you’re crazy!" You chuckle and take the bags from his hands.

"I’ll set up while you get into something comfortable." You smile and bring the food into the living room, setting it up on the coffee table and flipping through shows to watch.

Taeil comes back wearing a fluffy robe and slippers.

"Mmm this looks great!" He says, sitting down next to you.

"But not as delicious as you..." He smirks, licking his lips and looking you up and down.

"Taeil! Just eat your damn food!" You exclaim, shoving some noodles in your mouth.

He laughs and grabs is bowl, taking a huge bite.

And these were the kind of nights in store for you and Taeil. The future ahead was bright and exciting. A new chapter had begun in both of your lives and it promised many more wonderful things to come...not just orgasms. Although that was the cherry on top to the ice cream sundae of your relationship😉

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flyinghetfield · 6 years

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Submitted Fan Fic One Shot; James x OC. 2.2k words. Quick message; Like it says above this is a submitted one shot. The writer would like to remain anonymous at this time. This story is very smutty and NSFW. So you have been warned but besides that enjoy and if you could, leave some love at the end as well! x An Unexpected Evening.

It’s 7.30pm and you had been sat at the bar for 30 minutes, waiting for your date to arrive. Dressed in a pair of high heels and an emerald green dress which brought out the auburn highlights in your hair, you stared morosely at your drink. Clearly, he was not going to turn up. You downed the rest of your drink, picked up your leather jacket and jumped down from the stool, colliding with someone as you did so.

“Sorry” you muttered.

“Where do you think you’re going?”. A deep, Californian accent answered that sounded vaguely familiar.

Your eyes travelled up some long, lean legs in a pair of tight, black jeans, a black misfits shirt with a leather jacket over the top and then you saw his face. Neatly trimmed facial hair, a nose ring and the bluest eyes ever, all framed by long wild, wavy blond hair that fell over his shoulders.

You swallowed hard, the singer and guitarist of your favourite band and who you thought was the sexiest man alive, James Hetfield stood right in front of you. You noticed the smirk on his face and realised your mouth was probably hanging open at the sight of him, blushing red, you tried to squeeze past, but he gripped onto your arm.

“I was just gonna buy you a drink”.

Uhhh, what?,

You looked up at him questionably.

“I’ve been watching you sat there waiting for some poor excuse of a bastard to arrive. Seems a shame to let a pretty thing like you go home alone”.

Your heart was pounding. Did James Hetfield just say it was a shame to let me go home alone?!

“Well, I-I-I….” you stuttered over your words, his presence was turning your brain to mush.

He sat down on a stool and pulled another up and patted it. “What are you having?”

Your mouth was dry. Feeling the need for something to calm your nerves, you asked for a tequila shot. He raised his eyebrow and asked the bartender for two shots. You sat yourself back on the stool, your dress riding up as you did so and you noticed his eyes travel up your thighs. Discreetly you tried to tug it down slightly.

“So who is the dick who stood you up?”

“Just some guy from another department at work. At least I don’t have to face him on a daily basis I guess”. You frowned.

“His loss. My gain” he shot you a seductive smile that made you tingle all over. Godddddd.

“I’m James by the way”.

“I know” you smiled shyly at him.

“How do you….” he began, but you showed him the Metallica pin on your jacket.

“Oh” he giggled and you couldn’t help but to giggle back, he had such a cute laugh. How can he go from being so sexy to being a cute dork you wondered.

“So, what’s your name?” his voice brought you back to reality.

You told him your name.

“Pretty name for a pretty chick” his ocean blue eyes roamed all over you, almost like he was undressing you with them. You felt the heat rise within you.

The bartender put the two shots of tequila on the bar with some cut up lemon and salt.

James passed you your shot. Both of you lifted the glasses. “Cheers to losers you don’t know a hot chick when they see one” he wriggled those eyebrows again and you felt yourself bite down on your lip and you clinked your glasses together. Why is he so hot?!

Both of you slammed the glass on the bar and downed the contents before biting in to the salt and lemon. You pulled a disgusted face at the bitterness and James threw his head back and laughed. You couldn’t help but stare at that delicious looking neck and want run you lips and tongue down it before biting it.

“You’re cute as fuck” he said, licking his lips. “Want another?”

“Are you trying to get me drunk? It never ends well”. You laughed.

“Hopefully it ends with you all over me” he grinned devilishly at you before standing up to get the bartenders attention.

Your jaw dropped slightly. Such a sexy bastard. Your eyes roamed down his back, stopping to admire that deliciously round ass that his tight jeans accentuated so nicely. God help me you thought. There was no way you were going to be able to resist him.

More shots arrived and you and James made your way through them. As you became progressively more drunk, your inhibitions started to leave whilst James flirted even more with you. He was now just inches from your face, you could smell his aftershave, his scent intoxicating you. You laughed at a joke he told when you suddenly felt him lean into you and seized your lips in a captivating kiss.

You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips as you felt his hungry tongue invade your mouth and you responded back passionately. Slowly, he broke the kiss, his blue eyes dark with lust.

“wanna go somewhere a bit more private?”

“Mmmmm”. You knew there was no point resisting, your body was crying out for him.

James helped you down from the stool, his strong arms pulling your body into his side, his hands gripping around your waist. He certainly seemed to know what he wanted and you could hardly believe that he wanted you.

James led you outside, the cold chill in the air hitting you, making the alcohol in your bloodstream seem to circulate faster.

You stopped outside a large black truck at the far end of the parking lot and he pushed you against it, brushing your windswept hair from your face as he nuzzled his face against your neck, his hot breath sending a chill through your body and you shivered against him.

“It’s cold, why don’t you come inside and warm up”. He whispered in your ear.

You nodded, although you knew full well that he just wanted an excuse to get you inside his truck.

He opened the door and climbed into the back seats whilst you followed. As you got in, he leaned over and closed the door. He tossed his jacket off to one side and your eyes roamed over those strong, toned arms. As if he wanted to prove how strong he was, he picked you up and sat you on his lap. You looked into his mesmerising blue eyes and felt his hand tuck your hair behind your ear.

“You’re so fucking hot. I’m glad that asshole never showed up” he smirked.

“Me too” you answered. You couldn’t care less now if you were just one of his one night stands, he was too hot to resist.

James smoothed his hand up your leg until it slipped under the fabric of your dress. His stunning blue eyes locked with yours and with his other hand, he reached behind you and unzipped the back of your dress before drawing you too him and sweeping up your lips in a divine kiss.

James moved his lips from yours and began slowly kissing and sucking at the skin on your neck. You moaned out loud at the sensation, bending your head back some more, exposing your neck more to him as you swung your leg over so you were now straddling his lap. Your hands began wandering until you found the bottom of his shirt and you tugged it up, he lifted his arms and you pulled it up further until he had to stop the delicious neck kissing so you could tug it over his head.

Now free of his shirt, your eyes delighted in the sight of his golden torso, the little amount of dark hair on his chest that spread down and over his abdomen and disappeared beneath the waist of his jeans. You put your hands on his chest and ran them over him. Bending your head, you slowly ran your tongue down from his collarbone and over a nipple. James emitted a low growl and you felt him bite your neck in response, causing you to gasp.

“Do that again and I’ll bite harder” he snarled.

Fuckkkkkkkk. You could feel desire rapidly rising in you. So he wanted to play that game huh.

James pulled down the arms of your dress off you so the dress fell at the front, exposing your lacy black bra to him. He cupped his large hands over them and squeezed them as his thumbs rubbed over your nipples which instantly hardened. He bent his head down and quickly glanced up at you, a seductive look in his eyes, as his mouth closed over the fabric and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard.

“oh fuck!” you cried out, your hands gripped over his shoulders. You could feel his cock getting hard inside his jeans, pressing up against you and James’s hands reached up underneath your dress, grabbing your ass and pulling you further onto him as he went on to ravish the second nipple.

You grinded yourself against him and heard him groan. He let go of your nipple and reached round behind your back and expertly undid your bra in one movement, pulling the straps down and flinging it off, your breasts falling free.

James reached behind the nape of your neck and drew your lips to his, kissing you fiercely as you grinded harder against him, your bodies pressed against each other, both of you breathing heavily.

“Fuck, baby, I want you” he moaned, throwing his head back. At the sight of his neck, you couldn’t help but run your tongue up it before sinking your teeth in, God he tasted good, James hissed at the sensation and you felt his hands grab roughly at your ass and then spank you hard making you cry out.

“I warned you” he growled and he moved his hand around to between your legs feeling how wet you felt through the fabric and he used his fingers to tease your clit through your panties.

“Ohhhh, James….” you called out.

“So wet. You like this rough shit huh?”

“oh yes”

He free hand spanked you again.

“Yes what?”

“Yes…” you raised your eyebrow suggestively at him “Master"

“Good girl. Now are you gonna let me fuck you ?”

“Yes, oh god yes” you moaned.

“Beg” he demanded, nuzzling his nose against your skin, breathing in your scent. “You smell so good”.

“Mmmmm, please James, fuck me” you wanted to feel him inside you so much, feel that powerful, muscular body move against yours.

James slid you slightly down his thighs and then guided your hands towards the button of his jeans. You undid the button and unzipped him and pulled his Jeans down slightly, revealing black underwear in which you could see the huge bulge of his hard cock. You gasped out loud at the sight, knowing that you were still to reveal it in all its glory yet. You ran your hand over it and James bucked his hips at your touch.

“I want to feel you inside me so bad” you moaned with desire as you pulled his underwear down and let his cock free. James grasped it and slowly guided his hand up and down. Your eyes were mesmerised by the sight but your aching core needed him inside.

Bringing yourself forward, James pulled your panties to one side and you guided him into you, driving yourself down onto him, a small cry escaping your throat as you felt his length fully penetrate you and you gripped hard onto his shoulders. You opened your eyes to see James biting down on his lip which turned you on even more, he looked so sexy when he did that.

You worked your hips on him, thrusting yourself up and down on his dick and making circular movements, hitting all your right spots. James bit down on the soft skin of your shoulder as he moaned in response at feeling your hips move all over him, your walls tightening around him. Your moans grew louder as you thrusted his cock deeper in you.

“you feel so fucking good” James groaned, his hands grasping hold of your boobs and squeezing them roughly.

Suddenly he gripped hold of your hips tightly, holding you in place as he then thrust his hips quickly underneath you, pleasure soaring within you as your orgasm built quickly. His grip lessened slightly and you moved with him, searching for his lips as you moaned into his mouth as you got closer to exploding.

“oh my God, Jamesssss” you cried.

“oh fuck baby, that’s it” he growled into your ear as he thrust harder sending you over the edge.

“Fuck! James!” you cried out in ecstasy. He exploded several seconds later, throwing his head back as he came hard, the most orgasmic look on his face and he continued to thrust until the last wave of pleasure faded in him. Breathing heavily, he found your lips and sealed the encounter with a slow, sweet kiss.

He sat himself up more and you moved yourself off him, panting still.

“Well that was something else” he smirked as he sorted himself out.

You reached and grabbed your bra and got yourself dressed suitably again. James reached over to you and pulled the zipper up on your dress and kissed you on your neck.

“Thanks for making a shit evening a much better one” I grinned at him.

“Mmmmm, I’m thankful the dickhead never showed up” he wriggled his eyebrows. “Wanna do it again sometime?”

“Anytime” you winked at him.

#metallica #submission #james hetfield x oc #metallica oneshot #metallica fanfic #j e s u s #i'm dying #i need multiple showers #long post #text

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kokichi-and-co-imagine-blog · 5 years

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!!!!!! V3 LIS AU !!!!! KAEDE AS PROTAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Now you’re speaking my language!

Granted, I haven’t gotten to play any of the most recent game because my computer is kinda crappy, but I can definitely do some sweet original LIS content for you! If you haven’t played LiS for some reason yet and you want to get into it,

I highly recommend waiting on reading this. (If you want me to do other parts and other episodes, let me know. I probably won’t write for this again unless people really REALLY like this.)

I’m also going to make it a talent swap just for Kaede- instead of being the ultimate pianist, she’s going to be the ultimate photographer.

Day 7: Kaede’s Life is Hella Strange: Chrysalis

Kaede was trying to listen to her lecture, but just couldn’t bring herself to do so. After such a weird vision that felt so real, she couldn’t just ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. She wasn’t quite sure if she had just dreamed that up, or if she was getting some serious premonitions, but it wasn’t sitting with her well.

Koizumi was a great teacher. Probably the crowning jewel of Kibougamine Academy, and she was excited to have such a skilled photographer teaching her class. You wouldn’t expect it from the students sitting in her class though- some were hassling poor Shuichi, the most timid person in the room for something that had happened to him over the weekend, while Kokichi played on a little device, yet somehow paid attention to every word out of Koizumi’s mouth.

“…Shh, keep that to yourself. Seriously though, I could frame any one of you in a dark corner, and capture you in a moment of desperation. And any one of you could do that to me. Isn’t that too…” Koizumi continued on, leaning on a table and playing with her tie.

Kaede glanced over at her camera, picking it up gingerly. The weight in her hands had become comforting to her, and she couldn’t help but sigh happily. She loved her polaroid camera, finding it silly how she could love such an old camera despite there being so many new models out there, but she couldn’t help it. She got it right before she had moved away from Arcadia Bay, and she wondered if that camera was what brought her back. Feeling a great urge to use it, she took a selfie that she hoped would be underneath everyone’s radar.

It most certainly wasn’t.

“Shh, I believe Kaede has taken what you kids call a ‘selfie’…” Koizumi said, shifting her weight as she stood up. it wasn’t every day that Miss Koizumi would get such a stern look on her face, and Kaede couldn’t help but gulp at the consequences. “A dumb word for a wonderful photographic tradition. And Kaede… has a gift.”

She knew where this was going. She knew that Miss Koizumi was just moments a way from asking some question that was bound to be in the reading. Probably something having to do with her selfie? The process? She knew what it was called, but she wasn’t ready to be put on the spot for her actions.

“… and clearly want to join the conversation, can you please tell us the name of the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits?” Koizumi asked, calmly waiting for an answer to stumble out of Kaede’s mouth.

“I… I…” She started. The Daguerreian Process. just say it, she thought.

“You either know this, or not, Kaede!” Koizumi slammed her hand on the desk, a sigh following the action. “Is there anyone in here who actually knows this stuff?”

“Louis Daguerre was a French painter who created “daguerreotypes”, a process that gave portraits a sharp reflective style, like a mirror,” Kokichi piped up, turning to Kaede’s table she was sitting alone at. “Now you’re toooootally stuck in the retro zone! Sad face.” He leaned back contentedly when he heard a few people laugh at his comment.

“Jeez, was it that hard to read the book for the information? The Daguerreian Process brought lots of detail to people’s faces. You guys would know if you had actually read about it or looked it up online, but we can thank Robert Cornelius for the first American self-portrait.” The bell rang before she could continue her lecture, and people started trying to file out of the room. She was calling to them about the Everyday Heroes contest, which was a big deal for them- the winner got to fly out to San Francisco with Miss Koizumi, and be featured in an art gallery of other winners across the country.

Kaede got up slowly, stretching a bit as she did. She would’ve normally just immediately left the room so she could have a bit of alone time, but her eyes landed on Shuichi, who was still sitting alone at his desk, scribbling something illegible onto the paper. With a tap on his shoulder, he jumped a bit only to let himself calm down when he saw Kaede’s patient face smiling at him.

“Oh, hey Kaede. Did you need something from me?” He asked, turning his body to face her. She stopped, and looked over at the concerning doodles that were surrounding his notes. She made a mental note to keep an eye on him.

“I was just thinking that maybe we should grab tea or something? You can tell me all about the dazzling life of Shuichi Saihara, and we can maybe play games or something!”

“Oh, uh,” He started, taking his hat in his hands, “I’m gonna be a bit busy for the next couple of days, so I don’t believe that I could find the time. Maybe on Friday, though?” He bit his lip, eyes falling to the floor as he waited for a response. Kaede gave him a small nod and patted his shoulder gently.

“Yeah. that would be fun.”

With that, Shuichi went back to writing whatever he was before, and she was a step away from the door when Koizumi called her over to the desk where Kokichi was leaning over, giving his usual smile.

“Ohhhh, she totally called you out! I wonder what you did!” He nudged Kaede playfully, waiting for her to shrug off the contact. She didn’t seem to pay much mind about what he was doing, so he simply crossed his arms and waited for her conversation with Miss Koizumi to be done.

“I hate to pull a future star photography’s attention away from whatever she was off to do, but we need to talk about the contest. You haven’t submitted a photo yet,” she explained, motioning to a pile of pictures that the students who’ve already turned in sat upon. Kaede gave a nervous smile, shrugging a little bit.

“i just want to make sure I have the right shot for it. I can’t send in a piece I’m not proud of, right?”

“While that’s true, time is ticking, Kaede. You have a fever to take pictures, but the world won’t stop for that perfect shot, okay? Keep that in mind. I’ll see you in class tomorrow, hopefully with a picture.” With that, she turned back to Kokichi, talking about some big project he was working on. Kaede left the class, looking at all her classmates going about their daily lives. With some classical music to accompany her on the way to the bathroom, she walked through the hallway.

The bathroom was empty when she went in, and it was almost eerie how quiet it was. Sure, she was just trying to go to the bathroom to splash her face with water, but life wasn’t going to let things go by that easy for her.

Looking at her original photo she took for the contest, she tore it in half, letting it lay on the ground pitifully. She was about to walk out of the bathroom and call it at that, but a blue butterfly flew in, landing gracefully on the edge of a bucket behind the stall doors. She walked over to it, getting as close as she thought would be ok for the butterfly before snapping a picture. She took the picture as it came out of her polaroid, letting it dry for a moment before storing it safely.

The door suddenly opened, and angry footsteps echoed in the room. Peeking from behind the stalls, Kaede recognized it as Miu.

“Chill out, Miu, you’ve got this. Just- fuckin’- count to three or whatever– don’t be such a pussy, you could have all the pigs in the school grovel at your feet, you’re the boss,” She babbled mercilessly as she gripped the sink she stood at tightly, her feet wide apart as she leaned forward. It wasn’t long before Kaede heard the door to the bathroom open up once again, calm footsteps following.

“Wow, didn’t know that the globetrotter would actually show up. What a surprise!” Miu challenged, moving towards who it was. Soft green hair was prevalent in the mirror, along with a blue striped shirt that went to about the elbows. The creaking of the bathroom doors had Kaede gulp as quietly as she could muster.

“I don’t suppose you checked the perimeter, as my father would say.” The voice was slightly gruff and low, surprising Kaede. In the girls’ bathroom? Really? “Time to talk about the problem between us, yeah?” The male turned away at the last stall. He moved up to where Miu was still gripping the sink like a lifeline and leaned over, peering at her coldly.

“Get fucked, I got nothing for you, you damn jiggalo!”

“Really? I could’ve sworn that you had money for me.” the voice pried a bit more, the guy leaning closer.

“I-I don’t have shit like that, you’re thinking of my family, dumbass!”

“Aw, is the poor little rich kid going to cry? I know quite well how you work, selling the shady crap you do to the vortex club. I wonder what it’d be like if I went to your oh-so respectable family and told them about how their prized daughter was-”

“Leave them out of this, dick!” Miu spat.

“Oh, that hurt, huh? Then imagine when I tell your prized Vortex Club that you were in here whining and throwing a fit like a pig in heat.” The guy seemed to have more to say, but he was cut off at the sight of a sleek revolver that Miu had pulled out of nowhere. Pushing the guy up to the wall, he seemed helpless as he looked down at her with worried green eyes. He slowly lifted his hands to show he wouldn’t harm her, only to have the gun jammed into his gut.

“You messed with the wrong gorgeous girl genius, pencil-dick!” She hissed, poison lacing her voice.

“Where did you… why did you bring a gun to school? Look, I don’t think you get it, I don’t want to ha-” The man was cut off by a hand to the throat, his breath hitching.

“Don’t ever fuck with me, jackass! I’m absolutely FUCK-ALL pissed that people think they can control me!”

“You’re gonna ge-t in more trouble f… for this than dumb drugs-” The man strained, a hand wavering away from its position to get her hand off his neck.

“No one would even MISS your punk ass, would they, Guac?”

“Put the fucking gun down, psycho!” Rantaro ripped her hand off, and was about to kick her off when she let the trigger go. A loud bang rang throughout the bathroom, and Kaede watched as his body slowly fell to the ground, the life draining from his eyes. She stepped out from behind the stalls, reaching out to him.

“NO!!” Kaede screeched, seeing Miu’s head slowly snap to her. She didn’t get a chance to before everything started reversing so quickly, and all of a sudden-

Kaede lifted her head from the desk, her eyes quickly darting around the room. She was back in Miss Koizumi’s classroom.

“… Shh, keep that to yourself. Seriously though, I could frame any one of you in a dark corner-” Kaede didn’t need to hear anymore to realize this was the same lecture from before. Looking at Shuichi who looked as though he was being hassled again she bit her lip and turned to Kokichi. He was playing with some Tamagatchi that was making an absurd amount of noise. A particular beep caught her off guard, and her camera fell to the ground, shattering. Kaede cursed to herself, but decided she should test something out.

Wanting to see if what happened was just a dream, she looked at her right hand curiously before extending it out. Slowly, the words Miss Koizumi had said earlier reversed, and the beeps of Kokichi’s device were playing back. The camera eventually pieced back together and found its way back onto her desk. When she pulled her arm back, it was as though nothing had happened. Shuichi was being messed with once again, and Kokichi was playing with the little device. Kaede reached a shaky hand out to her camera, needing to do the final test to see if whatever she had was real.

The click of her camera and the shushing of Miss Koizumi came back, causing a chill to run down Kaede’s back. She started to panic, wondering if she could stop the poor guy from dying in the bathroom. All she had to do was answer Miss Koizumi’s question right, and wait for a few more seconds, and things would be okay. She took a deep breath, waiting for the actual question to come up.

“… and clearly want to join the conversation, can you please tell us the name of the process that-”

“The Daguerreian Process,” Kaede said quickly, not letting the teacher finish her statement. She looked just as shocked as Kaede did at her outburst, and Kokichi snickered.

Well, um, that’s right. Good job, Kaede. The Daguerreian Process made portraiture hugely popular, mainly because it gave the subjects clear defined features. You can learn more when you actually finish reading the assigned chapters. Kaede is so far, way ahead of everybody.” Miss Koizumi looked a little relieved that someone had been paying attention to her lectures and reading along with them.

The bell rang, and Kaede quickly made sure Shuichi knew that tea was on the table before darting out of the class, ignoring Miss Koizumi’s calls. She shoved some people, apologizing as she did so. She opened up the door to the girls bathroom dramatically, remembering that Miu didn’t show up until she took the picture of that butterfly. To prep for it, Kaede quickly went over to where the fire alarm was, breaking the glass. She returned to the sink where she splashed water on her face.

Tearing the picture she had originally took seemed to cause the butterfly fluttering in, landing on the bucket. She hesitantly walked up, snapping the picture. Just as it had happened before, Miu came in, clutching the sink. The guy came in. They bickered, and Kaede got anxious listening to it all over again. Miu unveiled the gun once again, pinning the guy to the wall while choking him.

“No one would even MISS your punk ass, would they, Guac?”

Kaede couldn’t let time happen the way it did before. With her hand that wasn’t shaking quite as much, she hit the fire alarm as hard as possible. It rang out through the building, making Miu lose her grip on the guy. Thinking quickly, he kneed her, causing her to sputter and clutch her stomach.

“Don’t you ever touch me again!” the guy barked before booking it out of the bathroom. Miu quickly looked at the ground as she was wincing, her eyes lingering on something on the tiles. Her eyes went dark as she hid the gun, scrambling to the door herself.

“Another fuckin’ shitty day,” She mumbled, closing the door behind her. Kaede was left in the bathroom, facing the crazy reality that was confronting her at that very moment. She knew she shouldn’t be staying in because that would look suspicious, but she couldn’t help it.

I just saved someone’s life.

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