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strniohoeee · 5 months

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chris and the reader accidentally eat the viagra chocolates and they get super horny and have freaky sex

Mistakes

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Chris and Y/N are hungry for a little snack, so being the sweet boyfriend he is Chris makes them smores…….but what happens when he uses the wrong chocolate🍫

Warnings⚠️: SMUTTTTT, it’s nothing like crazyyyy, but like they get down to business or whatever🤭

Song for the imagine: Me and Your Mama-Childish Gambino

⚠️This is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

You know that I love you

So let me into your heart

Let me into your heart

Chris has been hanging around my house all day. We have been pretty busy and we finally had a day to just relax and unwind.

We spent most of our day watching movies, laughing, talking and cooking. It was honestly amazing to just enjoy ourselves without having a camera in our hands every second of the day.

He decided to spend the night so we showered and were sitting on my bed as I just finished painting my toes. I had turned Weird Science on since it was one of my favorite movies. Unfortunately this caused my attention span to weaken which caused my toe polish not to look the best.

“Finished?” Chris asked me as I put the stuff away

“Yeah finally…I was too busy watching the movie” I said sitting back on the bed

“I figured” he said laughing

“I kinda want a snack” I said looking at him

“Me too let me look in your kitchen” he said wiggling his brows

Chris had disappeared into my kitchen for a while as I watched the movie. Occasionally making sounds and dropping stuff which made me giggle.

About 5 minutes later he came in with a plate of something and water.

“Sorry I made a mess” he said laughing

“I figured it sounded like a rat was in the kitchen” I replied laughing

“Heyy be nice” he said sitting on the bed

He handed me my water and placed the plate on my bed

“Your favorite…SMORESSSS” he said singing the ending

“I’ve been itching to make smores I just didn’t have the chocolate” I said biting into one

Chris nodded his head and continued to eat his smores. We each had two and left the other two for later.

We snuggled next to each other to finish the movie when suddenly my brows furrowed. I didn’t have chocolate…

“Hey Chris” I said looking at him

“Did you buy the chocolate?” I asked him

“No you had in your pantry” he said running his hands through his hair

“Did I have a Hershey bar hiding somewhere amongst the other snacks?” I said laughing

“Hershey bar?? Oh no there was this chocolate bar in gold and black wrapping that I used. Seemed boujee and I was right because it tasted great” he told me

“Ohhh must’ve been from a party or something” I said leaning against him

A couple more minutes went by before my eyes widened and I sprung forward

“Wait, did you say black and gold?” I asked him

“Dude yes what’s going on?” He said laughing

“What was the chocolate name?” I asked him

“It was called decadence” he said looking at me

“CHRIS NO” I said looking at him

“What? What’s wrong? Are you allergic?” He asked panicking

“No but those are…..sex enhancing chocolate” I said covering my mouth and laughing

“What? Why do you have those?” He asked laughing

“Steph gave them to me a little while ago and I guess I put them in my pantry mindlessly” I said shrugging my shoulders

“Great….what does it even do?” He asked me

“It’s supposed to make you extremely horny and your orgasms are supposed to be amazing” I said shrugging my shoulders

“Okay and now what? We just wait?” He said concern written on his face

“Unfortunately yes….I mean who knows it could be a placebo effect, and we might not even feel anything” I said

“Okay true true” he said calming himself down

We had been sitting watching the movie for another 30 minutes. Slowly taking our sweaters off and socks off as it got hot.

“Holy shit it’s hot in here” Chris said taking his shirt off

“I know right, I’m about to turn the air on” I said getting up from the bed

I put the AC on and we continued to watch the movie, but Chris was getting fidgety and I was starting to feel weird.

“I hate to say it, but I think we’re feeling the effects of the chocolate” I said looking over at Chris

“Yeah I’m painfully hard right now, and I’m trying to ignore it” he said with a blush creeping up on his face

This made my ears perk up and my chest to rise. Of course Chris and I have had sex before, but what scared me the most was how turned on his words made me??

The movie had finished and Chris shut the tv off.

“We need to do something about this now because I am so horny” he said rubbing his temples

“Me too” I said in a whisper

Chris looked at me for a moment before removing his pajama bottoms. Standing in his underwear as he looked at me, but my eyes were staring at his erection……my head getting dizzy at the sight

I looked at his eyes before ripping my sleep shirt off to expose my chest to him. I crawled over to the side of the bed where he was standing. Leaning on my heels as I looked up at him

Chris leaned down and attached his lips to mine. My hands immediately went through his hair tugging at the roots as our lips fought for dominance.

His hand came down to my breasts as he groped them. Moaning into the kiss at the feeling. Kissing down my jawline and to my neck as his hands squeezed and kneaded my breasts.

“Fuck Chris I need more” I moaned out

His lips traveled down the valley of my breasts before attaching his mouth to my left breasts. Sucking and swirling his tongue around as he looked up at me.

My mouth hung open as I felt my insides burn for him. With his left hand he pushed me back as he kneeled down. His lips kissed down my stomach and to my waistline.

His hands ran up my thighs and into the waistband before sliding my pajama shorts and underwear down.

My breath hitching in my throat at the cold air brushing against my cunt.

“Chris” I moaned out in a whisper

“I know” he said looking up at me

He kissed in between my thighs slowly as he looked into my eyes. My chest rising and falling rapidly.

His lips came down to my pussy…..licking a slow stripe up towards my clit.

My back lifted off of the bed as my hand immediately grabbed his hair.

Swirling his tongue around my clit and slowly sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves. My mouth hanging open at the feeling

Lapping at me like there was no tomorrow as his nose bumped into my clit making my head spin.

“Chris please please I’m going to cum” I said pushing his head back

“Want me to fuck you?” He asked with a smirk

“Please yes please” I moaned out squirming against the bed

Chris stood up and removed his boxers, his dick springing upwards as my thighs clenched together.

“Ready baby?” He asked with a smirk

“Yes very” I said in a whisper

Chris lined himself up with my entrance and slowly slid in, our mouths dropping at the feeling. These chocolates were making me feel everything on a larger scale.

Chris lifted my right leg higher as he slowly started to thrust into me. Slowly pushing my leg back as his thrusts became harder

“Fuck Chris” I moaned out my hands gripping the sheets

His hips began to slam into me harder and faster and my mind was going blank.

“Fuck you’re taking me so good baby” he moaned out as he licked his lips

“Faster Chris please” I moaned out

He started to snap his hips into me even faster as I began to moan out incoherent statements.

His left hand groped my right boob as he bit his bottom lip. Drilling into me at an unbelievable pace.

His dick hitting all the right places as I began to clench down on him

“Gonna cum for me?” He asked as his left hand left my breast and slid down my body

“Yes OH GOD yes” I moaned out

He grabbed my left leg and my right leg and pushed my legs back. My knees bent and my thighs touching my chest.

His hips snapped into me hard and this position made it feel 100 times better.

“Shitttt” I moaned out as my eyes screwed shut

All that could be heard was my moaning, Chris grunts, skin slapping together and the sound of my arousal.

“Please Chris I’m so close” I moaned out clenching down on him

“I know baby I know” he panted out

Chris kept fucking me harder and my mind was spinning nearing my orgasm.

“IM GONNA CUM FUCKKKK” I began to yell out

Chris removed his dick from me and brought his mouth down to my cunt. Legs still bent back as he viciously attacked my clit

His tongue swirling and slurping at me causing my toes to curl and my eyes to screw shut

“CHRISSSSS” I yelled out as he sucked on my clit

Within seconds I felt my orgasm wash over me. My back lifted off the bed as my thighs began to shake. His name spilling from my mouth as I came all over his face

“Fuck Chris” I moaned out as he helped me ride out my high

He stood up and began to stroke his dick faster. His mouth hung open as he let out little pants

I got on my knees and stood in front of him looking up at him as he neared his orgasm

“Fuckkk” he moaned out as he painted my breast with his cum

His brows furrowed as he moaned out for me. Slowly he came down from his high, and looked down at me

“Fuck that felt amazing” he said leaning down to kiss me

“I’ve never felt an orgasm like that before” I said laughing

“Me neither” he said helping me off the bed

Chris brought me to the bathroom and we decided to shower again……some more frisky behavior taking place until the hot water ran out….

The End

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spliffymae · 1 year

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take a hint, kento nanami

⚠️ she/her pronouns, smut, pet names, bathroom sex, kento is a bit freaky, he is also jealous, established relationship, swearing, possessive nanami, kento is a dom if you squint.

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it was disrespectful, to say the least. the way gojo threw himself at you. how he would sit so close to you with his arm thrown over your side of the couch. how every story he told he had to touch your wrist or arm to grab your attention—despite you making eye contact and actively responding to him.

you two, along with all the staff from jujutsu tech were at a get together hosted by satorou, who just wanted to celebrate the end of the school term with his esteemed colleagues.

but he also wanted to use this party as a way to get to know you better. he had gushed to nanami about how pretty the school’s nurse was. how you were too sweet to him when he would come in to get checked after a mission. he would always tease that “your smile’s the only medicine i need.” which he knew was a stupid pick up like, but hoped you would appreciate his obvious corniness.

gojo was smitten with you. if he wasn’t knocking on your door for impromptu lunch dates, he was running by you every and anything that seemed ‘out of place’—a runny nose, pain in the neck, ache in his toes. gojo pulled out all the excuses he could think of to see you.

and nanami absolutely hated it.

i mean, how could he not?

after all, you weren’t gojo’s girlfriend-you were his.

but alas, nanami was private and didn’t want to put his relationship with you out to everyone. he honestly didn’t see a point of it. the relationship you two had didn’t deter you from still treating him and his students after a mission. or stop either of you from obeying the rules.

“y’know, my students would love a health lesson from you, (y/n). it would be ideal to reach them first aid so they can help themselves and each other in the field, no?”

nanami was sitting on one of gojo’s lounge chairs he kept across the couch, legs crossed with a cup of water in his hand. gojo had offered him a much stronger drink, but he declined. he wanted to throw the water in gojo’s face.

“it would be, gojo. i should speak to other teachers as well. maybe they would like lessons too.” you beamed, and nanami felt the left side of his mouth twitch up. of course, you would act as if gojo wasn’t speaking with an alternative meaning.

“perhaps we should meet another time after school to go over what the students should be taught.” he was persistent, god was he persistent.

you nodded, “that would be smart, but i’m in a rush after school so maybe lunch would do? you could come to the office during the break.”

the way gojo’s lips curled into a smirk made nanami want to break the glass over his head. becauese of course he would think you’re alluding to something else, the sleaze he is.

“lunch would be perfect, sweetheart. thank you. a-and the students thank you too.”

you nodded, a small smile across your lips. you could feel nanami’s burning gaze on your face, but you did your best to not look his way.

“could i use your bathroom?” you asked, clearing your throat to rid you of any anxieties. you were feeling hot, whether it be from gojo or nanami you were unsure, but you were in dire need of a reset.

gojo smiled, “yeah um, my toilet down here is broken so just go up the stairs and to the third door on the right. it’s my masters en suite.”

he was sending everyone else to his general upstairs bathroom. but you? no, you deserved the privacy, absent of people rushing you.

you thanked him before getting up and walking away. despite having his blindfold on, nanami could see gojo staring at your ass. how it swayed underneath the maxi dress he warned you not to wear. the one that had an open back and showed your brown skin that seemed to glow under the roof lights of gojo’s house.

he wanted you dressed in a blouse with jeans but nooo, you pouted and complained about the sweltering summer heat and feigned exhaustion.

“i’m also a grown ass woman and if you want any tonight, don’t tell me what i can and can’t wear, kento.” you had sassed, patting his cheek before walking in to your walk-in closet.

“kento, be honest.” gojo started, pulling his colleague out of his deep thought.

“mm?” nanami hummed in response. it was still heavy on his mind, you and gojo. how insufferable it had been to be around you two. sure, you weren’t throwing yourself at gojo right in his face—but you also weren’t completely shutting down his advances.

gojo scooted to the edge of the couch and leaned in to nanami’s space, an indication he didn’t want anyone to hear but nanami himself.

nanami leaned in to listen, “do you think i’d have a fair shot with (y/n).?”

and nanami really wanted to break the glass over his head.

“m’not sure, satorou. do you know if she’s seeing anyone?” he feigned curiosity. because he wasn’t going to just say no. if he did gojo would take immediate offense and demand for nanami to explain himself. and god he just wanted to leave.

“she couldn’t be. no one dating a woman like that wouldn’t be out with her, having her on his arm. he’d be a jackass, if i ever knew one. that type of woman you keep close to fight off the creeps.” gojo leaned back after, putting both his arms over the back of his couch.

nanami didn’t say anything in return, he couldn’t. he felt his jaw clench in anger. “where’d uh, you say that bathroom was again?”

“hm? oh yeah it’s the second door on your left.” gojo didn’t find it odd nanami didn’t answer his question. honestly he knew the type of man his colleague was—stoic, quiet, to himself. he knew half the time he was just responding out of curtesy, not interest.

but oh, if only he responded.

if he had, nanami would not have gone up and left to go upstairs. he wouldn’t have reached upstairs to see the bathroom vacant, but hear a toilet flush. it came from gojo’s room.

inside, in the en suite bathroom, you had flushed down some napkins you used to wipe away the sweat that you had. gojo’s constant flirting was too much for you but coupled with nanami’s look, you were a nervous wreck!

it had been nice to get away from the party and have a bit of peace and quiet.

when you had finished freshening up, you stepped out to find nanami standing in the bedroom, hands in the pocket of his suit pants.

“kento, hey. oh gosh i’m so glad to see you.” you were relieved, the smile in your face proof of that.

“sure you weren’t expecting someone else? satorou, perhaps.” he walked closer to you. your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his question.

“what? no. ugh, i wanted that man as far away from me as possible.” you shivered from the memory. you had been sick of gojo’s advances but he seemed to never pick up the hint.

nanami smiled, “good. because watching you two made me want to break my fist across his jaw.” he clenched his jaw again, the sight getting you to bite your lip.

the thought of him jealous was turning you on. how you knew what would follow when you two left the party. nanami jealous was rare. he was secure in himself and your relationship for the most part. but there would always be those days.

days like today.

“wasn’t even paying him any mind, kenny.” you stood on your toes so that you could be at the height to reach his lips, but kento straightened up some. your lips brushed his instead of kissing them.

“what was on your mind then, love?” he took his hand to cup your jaw, his thumb rubbing back and forth against your soft cheek.

“you.” it was quick. it had to be. you had no time to say anything else because nanami picked you up with the quickness and brought you to the bathroom, sitting you on the counter.

it happened in a flash. the way he choked you back against the mirror as he stood between your legs. he didn’t say anything, he just looked at you.

“you wanted me, hm? to do what? fuck you senseless right out there for everyone to see?”

you didn’t say anything. instead you moaned.

“wanted me to hit him? tell him to keep his fucking hands off you?” he leaned in closer, his minty breath hitting your face.

“kento…” you whined, but he didn’t care. hell, you didn’t even care—you didn’t even know what you were whining for him to do. you just needed him.

“she want me to help, hm? c’mon love,” he stroked your neck with his thumb. the sensual touch got a shiver to crawl up your spine.

you pouted, “kento please. i-i didn’t say anything to him.” and shouldn’t you be rewarded for turning down another man’s advances? especially a man as loaded as satorou gojo?…most women would fall to their knees for him at first glance.

nanami smiled, pulling you closer to him but still keeping hold of your neck. “i told you not to wear this thing, didn’t i? got all that asshole’s attention.” he gripped at the fabric of your blue dress. if he could he’d tear it off you. but he would wait until you two were alone to do that.

“i didn’t want it, kento.” god, you were so pouty. your plush brown lips smeared in a pink gloss just begging for his lips to kiss it. he was close enough to smell the peach scent that came from them. his favorite. “only wanted your attention, kenny. jus’ you.”

you were slowly grounding your hips into the counter for some kind of friction against your clit. you needed him to touch you, to mark you. god, if there was ever a time for him to break out of his shell, it would be now.

but you knew kento. he was timid, shy when out in public with you. yes, he had the confidence of a god when up against a curse, but when it came to you, you had him stuck.

or so you thought.

kento had dropped his eyes to see your movements and chuckled, “you’re acting like a bitch in heat. just wanting anything to ease this, huh?” he pushed your legs open and slapped your clothed cunt. you moaned on impact.

“k-ken.” your lips started to quiver. “baby i was good.” you begged but for what? mercy? for him to continue? to stop?

nanami pulled your body to the edge of the counter. he raised your legs to be propped up on the counter, folding you in what would technically be a mating press if your back was flat.

your underwear was on full display. a bright pink contrasting with the dark brown of your thighs. the was a damp spot that he groaned at. it’s like he became primal at the sight.

“keep your hands here.” he instructed yoh to hold your position as he lowered himself to the floor and brought his face to your pussy.

“kento, i don’t think i can be quiet. i think we should—ohhh.” your head flew back against the mirror as he licked a stripe up your pussy. he began to eat you out through your panties, his hand hiking them up so they would rub against your clit.

“oh fuck, ken please!” your grip on your shins tightened, eyes on the blond strands that moved in between your thighs.

nanami was hungry for you. he had watched you in the dress all evening and could practically hear his cock call out for your tight hold. your ass looked phenomenal, your breasts sat pretty, and he wanted to leave his mark on every part of your body.

he pushed your underwear to the side and fought the urge to roll his eyes back at what laid before him. your pussy dripping in your essence, pulsing around nothing in dire need of him—any part of him. his fingers, his tongue, his dick.

“she is so pretty, isn’t she?” he took his finger and traced your bottom set of lips, dipping his finger in only slightly to caress the inside. they would rub your clit a bit before he’d pull out and hold his finger to your mouth. he loved to watch you taste yourself.

and when you accepted his finger into your mouth, swirling the digit around, he wanted to cum in his slacks.

“when we go home, i’m gonna bury my face in this pussy until i get five orgasms outta you. but for now….”

he took his hand away from your mouth and unbuckled his pants. he pulled them and his boxers down to reveal his tall and hard dick, with a tip leaking precum.

“i want satorou to hear everything he can’t have.” he spat in his hand and rubbed himself, before positioning himself at your entrance.

he pushed only the tip in at first. your body tingle at the feeling. his thumb rubbed circles on your clit, making you wetter as he pushed more of himself inside.

“k-kento.” you breathed out, hand coming off your shin to press against his abdomen. it was a failed attempt at stopping him from bottoming out, but you were really not trying to have all your coworkers hear you.

“i mean, imagine his surprise when he sees it’s me who’s making you moan this way. making his little crush cry tears over my cock. what do you think he’ll say, love?” nanami had buried himself within you successfully, his balls now pressed against your ass.

“aht—no no, baby,” nanami tsked at you as he watched your eyes flutter. he gave your cheeks a couple slaps to alert you, “keep those eyes open or i swear i’ll stop.” he was breathless, and a part of you wanted to call his bluff.

“i asked you a question. what do you think satorou would say if he saw us?” he wanted your answer. because he wanted you to think of how embarrassed you would feel. how flustered and hot you would become from one of your coworkers catching you being used as a personal cocksleeve for nanami.

but then you began to think of how hot it would feel to possibly be caught by gojo. he did have a crush on you, that was clear. and he would have to see you on his bathroom counter, folded in half and getting stretched out by someone who wasn’t him.

“did you just clench around me? fuckin’ slut.” nanami hissed and stared at you in disbelief.

“kento please fuck me. make him know i’m yours.” you begged like your life depended on it. and what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t grant your wishes?

his thrusts were slow to start. he focused more so on making you feel all of him instead of delivering fast strokes. it was almost passionate, but there would be a snap of his hips as he’d push back in that would remind you he was going to fuck you. and it was going to leave you either dumb or limping…or both.

when he started to pick up the pace, he put his hand on top of yours, pushing your bottom half more into the counter to get a better angle. “oh, fuck kento!” you cried out.

“have to be louder than that, baby. i need him to hear how loud he’ll never make you.” nanami was aggressive in his thrusts. they were swift, deep, and every other one would have your clit stimulated as it brushed against his trimmed pubes.

“kenny let me touch you, please. i needa feel you, baby please.” you were a teary eyed mess,yearning to feel nanami’s warmth on your body. his hands weren’t enough.

“wan’ kiss me, baby? can’t be satisfied until every part of me is on you?” nanami would normally kiss you right away as you asked. yeah, he was dominant in the bedroom but usually when you asked for a kiss he would be ready to plant one on you instantly. but right now?…oh honey you’d have to work to get those kisses.

“can’t stand seeing him touch you. then talk about you like your some piece of meat.” he fucked into you harder, speaking through gritted teeth. he was pissed at the way gojo responded to his question. how he viewed you as arm candy instead of an individual.

“my beautiful girl. smart and gentle. fucking sweetest pussy i ever had.” he moaned, “he’ll never look at you again without seeing me—without smelling me on you.” his hands came off yours and allowed you to push yourself up by your hands. you were more up straight now, and we’re face to face with your boyfriend, who had his forehead against your own.

“kenny please, m’so close!” you were unapologetically loud. he was snapping into your hips like he hated you, but god did he love you.

he loved the way you put your arms around his shoulders and brought him closer. he loved the way one of your hands gripped his blonde roots every time he stroked in while the other clawed at his shoulder. he loved the way you wrapped your legs around his waist, locking him in place.

nanami moaned, head falling back as your walls seemed to clench him just right. his left hand flew out and gripped the door frame while his right held your waist.

“fuck!” he groaned. you peppered kisses along his neck for a second before he brought his head down and captured your lips in a sloppy kiss.

“kentoo,” you squealed. “m’right there, babe.” you repeated it over and over.

“so cum pretty. and let me fill you up so you can carry my cum in that leaky pussy. sit next to gojo with me leaking out you.”

you pulled on his tie as you came, your hips rolling to match his thrusts. he came shortly after you, his cum painting your walls and filling you up.

you were a wreck. kento had slid himself out of you to look at the damage he had done. your knotless braids were sweated out, dress wrinkled with stains of yours and kento’s spit, sweat, and juices. he looked ahead in the mirror to see his shirt was also wrinkled, tie pulled loose and hair ruffled.

kento smiled and stuffed himself back in his boxers, quickly tidying himself up. you on the other hand, we’re leaning against the mirror, trying to recover.

“oh no, love, you’re getting some on the counter.” kento taunted as he looked down at the white liquid that seeped out of your pussy, shining against the marble counter. he chuckled to himself as he bent down and pulled your panties back on. he pressed two fingers to your clit, getting you to jolt and hiss.

“c’mon baby, we aren’t done yet.” he helped you come off the counter and stand on your feet. “may not be in trouble, but clearly i got to show you no one else can do what i do.” he kissed your forehead.

you smiled up at him with doe eyes, not a single thought except him behind your orbs. he did as planned, fucking you dumb and also getting you to limp as you walked.

“i love you, kento.” you mumble into his chest, putting your arms around his torso. part was because you wanted him to hug you, the other was because you needed him to help you stand straight.

“i love you too. now c’mon, you need some food in ya.”

it took a lot to surprise gojo. he wasn’t the naive or gullible type, so he often didn’t get tricked into the ruse’s of surprises. but oh, did he get one today.

he had gone upstairs to make sure you were okay. you hadn’t returned and he worried you had gotten mixed up or side tracked with the conversation you guys had. it didn’t phase him that nanami hadn’t returned.

he went upstairs to find the general bathroom in use, but heard what sounded like a cry from his room. he quickly walked over but stopped just as he crossed the threshold. he froze when he heard the most angelic moan leave your lips.

his cock strained in his pants, but the feeling of euphoria was shortly lived as you choked out, “k-kento…m’right there…”

and gojo swore his jaw hit the floor. kento? as in nanami kento?

he heard nanami demand you cum. he heard his teasing about the counter, and you going back out to sit next to gojo with nanami’s cum in between your legs. and he heard you tell nanami you loved him.

gojo was humiliated.

he was confused.

but worst of all, he was hard.

he remained frozen in place as you stepped out the washroom. he could smell the sex you just had. you looked fucked out, but you were glowing. gojo’s cock stirred as your eyes looked at him and you smiled. “gojo-san, thank you for such a great party.” you patted his shoulder as you passed him on your way out with giggled leaving your lips. you were going to grab your belongings and shoes.

nanami came out after you, ears perking up that gojo was in the room. he walked toward his coworker, tucking his shirt back in his pants. “i told you satorou, you should’ve asked her.” he simply shrugged and walked past gojo, who still stood frozen in shock.

nanami was positive gojo got the hint now.

#🌞🍃spliffymae #jjk⋞〈⏣》⋟#nanami x black!reader #nanami kento #kento nanami x black y/n #kento nanami x y/n #nanami x reader #anime x black!reader #jjk x black reader #jjk smut #nanami smut

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mundoperla · 2 years

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𝘿𝘽𝘿 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙨/𝙤 “𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜” 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩. (help)

DBD killers x Gender Neutral S/O

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

— Getting cut up wasn’t stopping you from having a quick minute to yourself. Little did you know that you had a front row audience to your little show.

[ characters included;; pyramid head, herman carter, caleb quinn, ji-woon hak & danny johnson ]

⚠️⚠️ [tw(s);; wounds, messing with said wounds for trickster, general nsfw, dub-con, trickster being freaky with your wounds, trickster is his own warning tbh, mentions of killer inflicted cuts, full on devils tango with trickster & ghostie😔deathslinger jerks off to you🧍‍♂️] ⚠️⚠️

ppl who know me irl im so sorry if ur seeing this

·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ 　　.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ . ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙.

𝕻𝖞𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖝𝖊𝖈𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ You were one of the last two survivors in the match, his sights were set on Jonah but another sound caught his attention.

⋆｡°✩ Straying away from the pools of blood and scratch marks, he followed the low grunts coming from behind one of the boulders surrounding the Macmillan Estate.

⋆｡°✩ How you couldn’t hear his heavy breathing before is wild, even after he had caught you in such a.. provocative position…

⋆｡°✩ The back of your shirt was shredded & only hanging on by a thread. The large gash on your back displayed for him and the world to see. You had cuts all over your abdomen and chest. The more you contorted the more pain you felt. That was irrelevant right now.

⋆｡°✩ Your other hand was lost between your legs, but Pyra could see the mess that was dripping onto the floor beneath where you were hunched over. You weren’t good at suppressing your voice.

⋆｡°✩ His pants grew tighter the more he stood there and silently watched you. Maybe he could grumble a bit to get your attention? You would have thought his breathing would’ve gotten your attention by now.

⋆｡°✩ There was obvious appeal to him, he 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙎 the visuals of you being all cut up. Especially since it was his doing. How he wasn’t immediately acting out to fulfill his desires was incredible.

⋆｡°✩ The last generator had been popped, frustration plastered itself on your face. Jonah wasn’t gonna linger and wait for you in the first place so you’d better get going. You can finish this some other time.

⋆｡°✩ You gathered yourself together, pulling your bottoms back up, ready to go up to one of the exits to leave the trial.

⋆｡°✩ He was still standing there. Not a muscle had moved since he found you.

⋆｡°✩ Did he.. did he see.. was he watching you this whole time ?!

⋆｡°✩ You dashed past him trying to avoid the paranoia and embarrassment that was flooding your mind, but he still didn’t budge.

⋆｡°✩ You and Jonah escaped **relatively** fine, there were more med kits at the campfire for the two of you to get bandaged back up. That encounter with the executioner was something you didn’t plan on sharing with anyone else for as long as you remained in the fog.

⋆｡°✩ Pyra returned to the killer’s campfire as silent as usual. Ignoring the more lively killer’s advances to try and interact, he couldn’t get you off of his mind. Would you skitter off and do that again if he sliced you with his blade?

⋆｡°✩ Hopefully the entity would give him another opportunity to test that theory out soon.

𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖞 𝕵𝖔𝖍𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊

⋆｡°✩ There’s only four generators left; most (if not all of) your friends are on death hook and/or injured.

⋆｡°✩ Going up against Ghostface was never easy, he was good at what he did, and it was something new with him every time.

⋆｡°✩ He was especially good at tearing you down no matter how big of a fight you put up.

⋆｡°✩ You and Nea were in chase, the two of you were badly injured but healing felt impossible with how quickly he’d locate you and the others.

⋆｡°✩ Nea had shoved you out of the way so you could make some distance, leaving her alone in this chase wasn’t something you wanted to do, but you’d rather get out of here a bit battered and bruised than dead.

⋆｡°✩ Your entire body was burning with how badly beaten up you were, you were exhausted from the nonstop running, your shoulders ached from being thrown onto the rusty hooks of coldwind farm, and most importantly? you’re sexually frustrated.

⋆｡°✩ The only completed generator rumbled from the inside of the barn, lights blaring down on the metal fences surrounding it. Limping over towards the piles of unused hay that sat in front of a nearby window for a quick escape if needed.

⋆｡°✩ Shimmying out of your jeans and underwear, you quickly got to work. You wouldn’t take too long, right ?

⋆｡°✩ Nea had just gotten mori’d & Dwight hooked for the last time. It was just you and Quentin who remained in the trial. Danny was saving you for last, you were his obsession after all.

⋆｡°✩ You had lost track of how much time you spent in the haystacks, Quentin had just died yet you stayed quivering in your spot, your hand felt tired but you 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 some kind of relief.

⋆｡°✩ Danny searched for you after he finished your final teammate, but he couldn’t find you. No matter how much he retraced his steps and looked underneath tables and searched every locker, you remained unfound.

⋆｡°✩ Hatch had spawned right outside shack, but you weren’t there to make him watch you leave either. He could of just closed it so the exits gates would open and the timer would start, but something told him not to do that.

⋆｡°✩ Confusion clouded his mind until he had done another quick pass of the barn, low sighs echoing past the thin walls.

⋆｡°✩ 𝙊𝙝? Is this where you’ve been hiding from him this whole time? Crouching close to the ground, he had began to sneakily wander the abandoned building whilst following your low grunts.

⋆｡°✩ Peaking from behind one of the hay bales, he found you. He sat still for a moment, trying to process what it was you were doing.

⋆｡°✩ Oh. OHHHHHH THATS WHAT YOU’RE DOING????

⋆｡°✩ How long has it been since he’s touched himself? He can’t remember either. Time in the entity’s realm felt like an eternity…

⋆｡°✩ There’s an endless amount of time for him to eliminate entire survivor teams, maybe he’d let you get hatch in exchange for some relief too.

⋆｡°✩ His movements were quick and he had no issue vocalizing to you about what he wanted once he had you pinned. Glad to know that you were also on board for such a grand exchange!

⋆｡°✩ The grip he had on your hips was tight, your legs caging him inside, the two of you needed this more than anything.

⋆｡°✩ With every thrust you had the wind knocked out of you, he had no intention of being soft with you in that moment. You had no complaints of course, he began whining into your chest how gorgeous you looked with his marks all over your arms and legs; how he wanted to tough you up even more than he had already.

⋆｡°✩ You guys had gone at it for what felt like hours, you even got the privilege to see the bottom half of his face when he pulled his mask up so he could bite and suck at your neck and chest. Your fellow survivors back at the fire were wondering where you were. Danny only had Ji-Woon and Frank to question where he was back at the killer’s camp, nobody else really paid attention to him.

⋆｡°✩ Your little “session” had came to an end, the walk to the hatch was mostly silent with the exception of Danny cracking a joke to fill the air around you.

⋆｡°✩ With a quick smack on the ass he gave you a quick goodbye and ran off somewhere on the map giggling manically. You resorted to 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 for human contact? Bless your heart..

𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖇 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖓𝖓—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ God fucking dammit.

⋆｡°✩ You hated going up against The Deathslinger, he was precise, quick, efficient, and honestly a bit charming.

⋆｡°✩ There was some type of tension between the two of you, the long pauses when he’d catch you with his speargun just to eye you down before letting you run off, the whistles when he’d catch you bent over to rummage chests, it was obvious to anyone in y’all’s radius that he found you attractive.

⋆｡°✩ Every trial you had with him you came out with a scar from a wound he inflicted himself, to be quite honest? you liked having these little reminders of him on your body.

⋆｡°✩ This trial with him went no different than the last, your arms were so badly cut up and you had bruises where the butt of the speargun had wacked you earlier. Your sweat mixing inside your wounds wasn’t helping either. Nobody had brought a medkit nor circle of healing so you had to rely on your teammates, yet none of them were to be found after spreading out when the killer had appeared.

⋆｡°✩ Did Caleb get to them already? There’s no way that could be the case.. But with how he kills others so quickly there is always a possibility.

⋆｡°✩You were getting stressed out, none of your teammates were to be found, you’re too paranoid to even touch a gen because you’re injured, too much is going on all at once and you can’t take it anymore.

⋆｡°✩ ❝I need to jerk off.❞

⋆｡°✩ Garden of Joy had a dark room in the main house, it wasn’t far from where you stood so you made your way there.

⋆｡°✩ You could just barely see your hands when you entered the room, but the red light shining in from the hallway made this sequence of actions much more sensual.

⋆｡°✩ Your one good hand migrated down to unbutton your jeans, past your underwear and immediately towards your sex.

⋆｡°✩ Your back was pressed against the lockers and your mind was full of fog. Nothing mattered in your short moments of bliss.

⋆｡°✩ Caleb lingered in the next room over, he’d cleared your entire team long ago and now it was just the two of you left in the map. He searched for the hatch just so he could properly bring you to it instead of slaughtering you like the last person.

⋆｡°✩ Originally there to sit and ponder for a moment before resuming his search, became something else much quicker. He didn’t plan on making his presence known to you, instead he decided to join you from his current spot.

⋆｡°✩ Unbuckling his belt and removing his pants with haste, he took a slow & steady speed with his hand. He makes no noise as to not disturb or startle you. You must want him badly the way you’re touching yourself after his usual antics.

⋆｡°✩ Hearing you whimper out his name is pushing him over the edge, he wants to go in there and take you himself but he just wants to keep what’s going on currently.

⋆｡°✩ His body feels so hot, he’s getting closer to his release and by the way you’re whining so are you. Low grunts escape his lips, his hot seed coating his fist along with a small patch on his pants. He’d have to change real soon once this match ended.

⋆｡°✩ You’d just finished too, pulling your pants up and making your way to the doorway just to be immediately faced with Caleb just as you turned the corner. That same shit eating grin stretched across his face.

⋆｡°✩ ❝Wished we coulda’ done more while yer’ here, but let’s get’cha down to the hatch. ❞

𝕵𝖎-𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝕳𝖆𝖐—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗

⋆｡°✩ He’s toying with you and has no intention on stopping any time soon.

⋆｡°✩ He wishes he had his phone on him so he could record your wonderful screams for a new song!

⋆｡°✩ You’re wandering aimlessly through Midwich, your pants and shirt are basically shredded. Small cuts litter every part of your body like one big morbid tattoo, every time you move it’s that same stinging sensation that pushes you closer to tears.

⋆｡°✩ He’s so annoying. He doesn’t even bother taking the knives that still stick into the muscles of your thighs when he downs & hooks you. Then complains how quickly he runs out of the luminescent blades even though he’ll waste them by tossing them around the place before actually aiming someone down.

⋆｡°✩ Despite your internal protests to keep moving, you came to a stop in one of the classrooms towards the very back of the building.

⋆｡°✩ You had a medkit on you so you could bandage up your deeper wounds, but what purpose did these knives serve you now? The Trickster definitely wasn’t gonna come back for them in the first place.

⋆｡°✩ You tucked one into your back pocket, maybe decisive strike with an actual blade would be much more efficient.

⋆｡°✩ He’s had these knives long before the fog had taken him, fans would go crazy to have one of these knives in their possession. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 Trickster’s knives, not some cheap replica of them — but the real deal. One that his actual hands had touched.

⋆｡°✩ He was kind of cute now that you thought about it. If you removed his… murderous behaviors then he’d be pretty cool. Maybe.

⋆｡°✩ Fans across the world would kill to be in your place, especially when he would sling you over his broad shoulders, his large hand tight on your back to ensure you don’t wiggle free. Being as close to someone of such high importance is so strange, but you feel so special when he’s man handling you.

⋆｡°✩ He probably only saw you as another survivor and nothing more, but you could live with that. Having him as the main material for your private sessions wasn’t gonna kill either of you.

⋆｡°✩ Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. He was so stupid but here you are, folding at the thought of him yanking you away from generators and tossing you around like you’re nothing.

⋆｡°✩ Strutting down the hallway in yet another outfit the entity had gifted him, freshly stained after attacking the rest of your team. He hadn’t seen you in a minute, so of course he had to go out looking for you~!

⋆｡°✩ He’d reached the very end of the hallway, prepared to turn back around he caught a glimpse of your jacket in one of the doorways.

⋆｡°✩ Aww, why were you hiding ? Didn’t you wanna see him ?

⋆｡°✩ Swinging through the doorway fully prepared to wack you with his usual weapon, he got a good eyeful of what you were really doing.

⋆｡°✩ Now you’ve got him interested, you’re ready for him to knock you unconscious so you can briefly forget this moment of embarrassment and be immediately brought back to the campfire, but you aren’t given that gracious of an exit.

⋆｡°✩ He won’t shut the fuck up, palming himself through the leather material of his pants whilst degrading you.

⋆｡°✩ It’s turning you on even more, there’s no way he’s unaware of this effect he has on you.

⋆｡°✩ You’re this desperate for him that you’re getting off to the idea of him tossing you around? Hurting you even? How pathetic of you.

⋆｡°✩ But since he’s so kind, he’ll help you with your little issue. Unfortunately for you, this douchebag is fucking you completely stupid.

⋆｡°✩ He’s gripping onto your arms as hard as possible to ensure your little cuts will sting some more, occasionally shoving his cock into your mouth to watch the cut on your cheek stretch open more and more.

⋆｡°✩ He’ll keep you here for as long as the entity allows it. This feeling of bliss is something he can’t get enough of, he needs to savor this.

⋆｡°✩ The little blade you kept fell out of your pocket mid thrust, of course he wasn’t going to let this go unnoticed. Now what were you gonna do with this? You need a physical reminder of him for when you go back? Jeez you must like him a whole lot.

⋆｡°✩ Once the two of you are finished he’ll sit in a dazed trance for a good while, don’t bother trying to talk to him, you won’t get anywhere.

⋆｡°✩ You use this opportunity to run off and find the rest of your team who’re also in the same rough condition as you. You all make it out together leaving Ji-Woon in the school to do whatever until he goes back.

⋆｡°✩ He’ll consult Danny and Frank about his newfound fascination with you, but won’t share specifics why.

⋆｡°✩ A dedicated fan will always have his full attention no matter what realm they are in.

𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗—𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗

⋆｡°✩ Your brain is beyond deep fried and you can barely form a cohesive thought.

⋆｡°✩ Every word that comes out of your mouth is on the spot or impulsive and you can’t even process anything anymore.

⋆｡°✩ Your entire body is tingling and you’re only getting so much friction from crouching and running.

⋆｡°✩ Was this a common side effect from the doctor’s shocks? Everyone else looks horrified once they’re completely insane, but you? you’re grinding against nothing like a bitch in heat.

⋆｡°✩ You were stable enough to know not to ask your fellow survivors for some help, you don’t think the killer would help you either.

⋆｡°✩ Or so you thought.

⋆｡°✩ Herman watches you from afar, laughing to himself; that he’s the one causing you to need to relieve yourself just because of him.

⋆｡°✩ Is he also aroused? Of course, he’s not gonna bother hiding it from others, this reaction came from you; his newest test subject.

⋆｡°✩You’re so sensitive now, you’re suppressing everything the second a teammate places a hand on your back to ask if you’re alright. Herman doesn’t want other subjects interjecting during his observation so he will remove them immediately. You need to be closely examined.

⋆｡°✩ He’s watching you silently, you can travel to the farthest corner of the abandoned ski resort but he will always be watching you.

⋆｡°✩ In the moments where you’re confident that you are truly alone he will still be “examining” you. Just a little shock and you’re back to coming undone on the single mattress of one of the few rooms in the resort.

⋆｡°✩ Back at the killer’s camp he will silently remove himself from the environment to secretly relieve himself from another trial of examination. Seeing you grind hopelessly into the piano seat of the saloon was not something he expected today. However with these experiments he learns more and more every time.

⋆｡°✩He wants to taste you more than anything, to lick the messes you make of yourself off your fingers. He needs you so bad but he refuses to let himself have you just like that.

⋆｡°✩ He can’t just rush this experiment, all his research needs to be thorough. You’re too perfect of a specimen to just let off the hook so soon.

⋆｡°✩ Although he will not make it known how filthy his thoughts are, he will let you know that he is in fact interested.

⋆｡°✩ He wont let you leave the trial alive regardless of how he feels. Some examinations need the subject to be completely unscathed or damaged. You’re always gonna be the perfect candidate for new experiments.

this is my first time like actually writing lord forgive how messy this is

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#trickster x reader #the doctor x reader #pyramid head x reader #caleb quinn x reader #ghostface x reader #danny johnson x reader #ji woon x reader #ji woon hak x reader #dbd imagines #dbd smut #herman carter x reader

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virgolixx · 8 months

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Could we please get some nsfw/kink headcanons for Erza, Juvia and Mirajane with a male reader?

Head cannon:

:How are these fairy tail women in bed with their Male S/O, what are their kinks?:

Erza, Juvia, Mirajane

Theme: NSFW 18+

⚠️warnings: Sexual mentions

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Erza:

For Erza I feel like she’s more on the “normal” side when getting heated in the bed room.

Erza is a switch but leans more to a submissive side, yes she’s powerful on the battle field but I know for a fact this woman wants a man to dominate her in the bedroom, allowing her femininity to come out (But I know she gets flustered easily).

I know for a fact Erza’s tough exterior will crumble the moment you would man handle her into different positions (of course in a silly respectful way). Erza would mostly like good old missionary or any position where you both can see each other’s faces. (Erza is just trying to take in this intimate moment she’s having with you).

As for kinks I feel like Erza would probably enjoy the more simple common ones, like spanking, a mixture of praise and degradation. But I feel like if you where to mention any other kinks she wouldn’t mind to try it out.

Rounds: I feel like it all depends on the time you both may have. Around 1-3 rounds for sure.

Noise: Erza makes a good amount of noise at a good volume. She’ll moan, whimper and grip onto you (As I said earlier Erza gets easily flustered so I know for a fact Erza would bite on her hand, as a way to muffle her noises and to hide from the slight embarrassment).

With Erza I feel like she wouldn’t really like to give head but if you ask her nicely for it on occasions she will agree.

So please complement her and take good care of her, make sure she’s totally comfortable, she’s just a soft baby who wants pleasure from her man, but sometimes with her hard exterior during battles to this change can quite maybe have her a bit afraid.

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Juvia:

Juvia hands down is 100% submissive and absolutely a loud proud freaky girl.

Knowing Juvia is absolutely obsessed with you so she will absolutely do anything to please you in bed.

Juvia would love being man handled during intimacy moments. Juvia is down for any position you would like to try, but I feel like Juvia would mostly like to be cowgirl and doggy (Miss Juvia just wants to be fucked into the mattress and have you controlling her hips while she’s on top during cowgirl).

As for kinks I know for a fact Juvia would be into temperature play, roll some ice cubes over her skin. I feel like Juvia would like edge play, degradation and choking.

Rounds: Differently 4-5

Noise: Juvia makes the most noise. Either by moaning or praising how good you are doing her (Juvia will probably be flustered but will keep going, her body would feel fresh due to her power but her cheeks are very blushed and warm).

Juvia would absolutely love to give you head, it honestly gets her going as well and ready for the action to begin.

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Mirajane:

Mirajane is also a switch but I feel like she would lean more towards being dominant (I mean come on miss girl is literally a she demon, that soft girl vibes are out the window the moment you and her are alone behind doors).

If you are to catch Mirajane when she’s more submissive she would possibly be as flustered as Erza is but would completely let you ruin her in any way you would see fit.

Just like Juvia, Mirajane is open to any position, but I feel like her favorite would be cow girl when dominant. But when submissive Mirajane would like it when the both of you are on your sides and you just slip into her from behind.

For kinks Mirajane is down and open with anything. Either it be her receiving or giving she’s so down. (Though I feel like she’s mostly enjoy, choking, her to leave back scratches on you, edge play, degradation and biting/leaving marks)

Rounds: I pray for you sir cause if Mirajane is on her dominant side…well you basically have a long night ahead of you, but either way even when Mirajane is more submissive she could probably go up to 3-5 rounds.

Noise: I feel like Mirajane would be more on the quieter side but she would still whimper and gasp.

I know for a fact Mirajane would give the best head any man would ever get to experience. Could possibly make any man cum multiple time with head alone.

#fairy tail #fairy tail erza #fairy tail x reader #fairy tail smut #fairy tail Erza x reader #fairy tail mirajane #fairy tail juvia #fairy tail guild #fairy tail fanfic #erza x reader #mirajane strauss #erza scarlet #juvia lockser #Juvia x reader #Mirajane x reader

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youandmedead · 9 months

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Warnings: ⚠️SPOILERS⚠️, swearing

Notes: Dude Mutant Mayhem was so fucking good, so in order to honour the release of it here is some dumb thoughts I've been thinking of ever since I saw it. A second part may potentially be out soon but looking from a more angst perspective

⛥ Leo is 100% a fanfic reader and most likely writes stories about him and April. I think that it's all started because he found Donnie reading some about his favourite anime characters and got curious and asked him about it, to which Donnie went on for ages about fanfiction in general, to different tropes, clichés etc!

⛥Donnie and Mikey definitely seem like the type of kids who ended up on the wrong side of the internet as very young kids and found the most goriest shit ever

⛥When Raph was a little kid he found a plushie when him and his brothers were exploring the sewer. He deemed it cute but because his brothers were all teasing him over it he left it and then went out on his own to find it and brought it back to the lair. He tried to hide it and then cuddle it when he was feeling sad but one day Splinter found it and brought it up to him in front of the others, making him embarrassed. However, to this day it is still hidden somewhere underneath the covers.

⛥The guys secretly watched some super gory horrors one time after splinter said not to and they all freaked themselves out over it but they tried to hide it from splinter. When Splinter eventually did find out, he did things to specifically scare each turtle in order to teach them a lesson (which he heavily enjoyed doing). They'd always discuss the scenarios the final girl was put through and what they would do in that situation at night and then the whole thing about "freaky" stuff happening to them would be brought up...it took them a very long time to realise that it was just Splinter fucking with them.

⛥They all watched vines and quote them from day to day

⛥Leo loves to collect plant and flowers but when he brings them down to the lair they die within a week and he has definitely cried over at least half of them.

⛥Mikey is definitely the type of person to eat the world's nastiest food combos and enjoy it

⛥Mikey and Raph have constant bets over who can do the dumbest shit

⛥Leo always felt quite isolated from the group at times and it always made him feel self conscious and more different from the others.

⛥I think that Mikey constantly worries about his brothers and Splinter - especially Leo.

⛥Mikey, Donnie and Raph are the type of kid to lick the backs of magic stars and then stick two together in order to eat them

⛥ Leo is terrible with directions

⛥ Donnie and Mikey believe in the 'if you don't repost this video in (however long) you will die/get bad luck

⛥ They are all heavily invested in the yellow car game and Leo is always the one to get punched the most (Mikey and Raph are very competitive)

#tmnt #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #mutant mayhem #tmnt mm #mm tmnt #tmnt mutant mayhem #Donatello #raphael #Michaelangelo #leonardo #donnie headcanons #raph headcanons #mikey headcanons #leo headcanons #tmnt 2023

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theunholyrogue · 1 year

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the guys find out you have a mask k!nk (21+ minors dni!) bayverse turts! x reader

i have not fallen off the face of the earth! i have just FINALLY found the time to write after my classes ended for summer and even though it’s not something i’d normally write, i think it’s… fitting. :) ~ + it’s not because i’m also obsessed with ghost and konig from cod haha what

⚠️: mature themes; minors dni, mentions of an obvious mask kink, sexual innuendos, the devils tango doesn’t happen here sorry guys :( #notactuallysorry, characters are all of adult age (18+)

💙Leonardo💙

You and Leonardo had always been straightforward and open, from the moment the two of you became acquaintances, to best friends, to now partners. You both felt that communication was key— a key that was necessary to keeping your relationship alive and full of excitement as well as respect (along with the other vital roles!) So, when the time came that both of you were comfortable and ready to go all the way with one another, you both had a conversation about what you were both into, not cool with, possibilities, etcs, and that was that.

Except one thing.

You had been embarrassed to admit to a certain turn-on due to the fact that you didn’t think that Leo would understand.

Masks.

He wore one everyday, how he possibly understand?

The thought drove you insane until one night, when the two of you were getting freaky and Leonardo started to undo his mask, you boldly piped up.

“Leave the mask on.”

He stared at you, almost in bewilderment before his lips twitched into a smirk. He was onto you.

He didn’t question you on it right then— oh how dare he kill the mood! No, he waited until the two of you had gone four rounds and laid next to each other, panting.

You curled up into his side and he now draped his arm over you before opening his mouth.

“Again?”

“No.”

“Alright….”

Silence.

“A mask kink, huh?”

“Shut up!”

“All I’m saying is, I could’ve gotten so much more by leaving it on than by taking it off this entire time and you didn’t tell me!”

❤️Raphael❤️

It was summertime and you had managed to be able to snag a couple of nights off to be able to spend some time with your lovely partner, Raphael.

You two had been dating roughly after the technodrome and Kraang paid a visit to NYC, and not much longer after that is when you two started going at it ya freaks. You were both secure in the relationship, both had a healthy intimate life with one another and with yourselves if times were tough.

You being you, you had an unhealthy habit of not clearing your search history after naughty content, and will tend to forget about it until you need to search something on your phone— which isn’t that common with Donnie around.

So, whilst in the midst of spending one of your summertime eves with Raphael in the confinement of your apartment, you get up to go to the bathroom while he is watching a TV show on the television in front of you two. Confused by what the show had just ended on, he thought he had grabbed his phone to search the show for answers and whenever he pulled the browser up, his gaze was met of that which contained mask kink galore.

Raphael set your phone down, the website still pulled up as you hummed your way back into the room and once your eyes met the screen and then his, all he did was smirk and pat his lap.

“You got some ‘splainin’ to do.”

💜Donatello💜

You had always found it weird that you thought masks were such a sweet spot for you. You didn’t think that it could be considered a kink to like masks in the bedroom, or that the whole idea of kinks had just never been properly explained to you, so the conversations about them always made you feel awkward.

It took you a while to truly feel okay with just learning what you think you would like as far as kinks go, and once you found out that masks were a kink that others had, you felt a little less weird about the whole situation.

Not to mention that whenever you and Donnie started dating, you couldn’t help but imagine all the things he could do to you, simply because of the purple friggin mask on his face~. He never noticed how zoned out you would get around him until he had to draw you out of it.

Whenever he did find out was the time that the two of you finally decided to do the deed. He had felt like you wanted him to take his mask off, ironically, until you stopped him and asked him to keep it on. He didn’t think anything of it, but you overthought your request and had to explain it to him a few times that night that you felt like you were attracted to masks and needed a little bit a reassurance, which the turtle was very happy to give.

After finding that tidbit out, he was more than happy to surprise you every now and again with different masks to spice things up in the bedroom when he felt like his purple eye mask was getting too boring. (which it never was but-)

🧡Michelangelo🧡

You were not subtle in letting Mikey know that you had a mask kink.

You didn’t even know you had a mask kink.

The mask kink let you know that it had you.

Anywho, let me tell you the story.

Mikey was bragging about getting his hands on the newest copy of COD: MWII and had been playing it ever since he had gotten it.

You had been laying behind him watching tiktok during the time that everybody and their mother’s were falling head over heels for Ghost, König, or both, and making edits of them.

You had fallen into this trap and of course with your partner playing the exact game… you made him restart so that you could see Ghost in ALL of his glory.

Mask and ALL.

You had never once paid so much attention to a mask before until this very moment and made it known to Mikey that you really liked Ghost’s mask, and then you turned to Mikey.

Low and behold, he’s wearing a mask.

And goddamn you are turned on.

“Mikey, turn the game off.”

“But! I just restarted!”

“I said turn it off!”

“Okay!!!”

Mikay could not have been any less prepared for that evening than he was.

Mikey’s sucks I’m sorry—

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sefinaa · 7 months

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Is your crush your future love? + Advice

YouTube | Masterlist

Tips | Paid Readings

Not a tarot card reading, only based on my intuition.

Author’s note,

This isn’t based on your celebrity crush, this reading is based on the person you know or see and cannot speak to.

Credit

Pile 1:

No.

The person you are crushing on, is not your future, they would not be classified as your lover either. There is just a toxic feeling that I feel, however, it’s not associate with you, but it may be associated with the person you’re crushing on or something around their for family. I also hear a third party. This third party I believe is apart of the family.

Your crush also has very odd qualities, not quirky qualities that is, “Oh wow or you’re so cute.” These qualities are more like.. ⚠️. (That is the emoji I was channeling). I’m sure they are a nice person in your eyes and you may be the type of person to say, “you don’t know them, they’re so kind,” however there’s something really weird about your crush and it’s truly bothering me because it’s something like.. you need to leave type of energy. (It is also slightly freaky and I say this because I’m literally getting anxiety).

You need to be careful with this person and leave. They are also feeding off from your energy—similar to an energy, sucking vampire. It is something you don’t want to associate yourself with because your energy is very important and that is how you function as a person, so if you are having a hard time trying to leave because you cannot, and you still have a desire for this person then I recommend you to at least try to distance yourself from the person. So you can think for yourself and understand why you have this obsession on the wrong person or this crush on this person who isn’t good for you.

Also, I feel like you are having a breakthrough with something. It is definitely towards self improvement. I believe this crush is, in a way for you to be, I don’t want to say different, but similar to that. I’m picking up that you even know that this person may or not be a red flag, but overall, I’m seeing and feeling you want to move away from that type of person and surround yourself with good energy and positive vibes.

Pile 2:

No.

Why are you crushing on someone who is already in a relationship? Honey, you need to pick better choices and not fall for someone who’s currently in a loving relationship. I understand the situation can happen inadvertently, but spirits tells me that you already know that they are in that relationship. I hear that you know both of them and there is jealousy lingering on. That jealousy is stem on you. You have a lot of envious energy.

I recommend you start to learn how to love yourself properly, instead of focusing on the negativity and trying to be a home wrecker. Because the person you’re crushing on, is very loyal as well, and it is really not fair to all three of you. Not only are you hurting them, but the reality is, you’re truly hurting yourself. This could be a form of self sabotage, being a narcissist, or you believe that you deserve to be with that person, and whoever is in your way, “screw them I get whatever I want.” That’s not a good mentality.

I see an image of a cat stuck on a tree branch, scared to jump down because no one is there, until after awhile, someone comes with delicacy and helps. The cat is your inner child, and the person helping is you, your higher self. Your inner child is hurting awfully because of yourself, of the way you are treating the situation and yourself. Heal yourself, show love to yourself, be kind to yourself!! and things will change in your favor and you will not have that same toxic mentality.

Pile 3:

Maybe. This wary on you.

I am sensing your crush is a long distance type of situation. A majority of you feel as if you were to be in the relationship with this person it may not work out. And the rest of you, you feel as if you were to be in this relationship, how do you know if they’re loyal to you? How do you know that they truly love you for you? Each party has many questions and some of you are obsessing over it. Stop obsessing over it—the more you obsess over it, the worse it gets, and you will get stuck in a rabbit hole. You are stuck in this rabbit hole and you are watching YouTube videos associated with this. Some of you are constantly reading pick a card reading on Tumblr, Instagram, or TikTok spiritual readings that come on your feed. A majority of you are starting to believe every single one of them because of this crush. But the ones on TikTok and Instagram are telling you something different than the one on Tumblr. And because you keep reading them, you’re feeding your mind and your obsessive thoughts useless information when you are supposed to ask yourself these questions.

The main thing that you must stop, is constantly feeding your obsession with things that do not benefit you. You are entertaining your anxiety. Our anxiety is a killer when it comes to these type of situations because you do not know how the other person necessarily reacts than in person, and you also don’t know if they are being there, authentic self as well.

My advice is something that you do not want to hear. I advise you to completely distance yourself from these type of videos and readings as much as you can. The next thing I recommend is, meditating. I want you to understand your thoughts, let it flow to your brain and then let it go. Don’t entertain them, they don’t deserve it, but you deserve a free and calm mind. The third advice, my intuition says to take a long nice shower. It does not matter if you want to make it warm, cold or hot, but I recommend a cold shower because it will calm your nerves. Another piece of advice is to delete those saved videos and readings that you have about them. Delete them now. And don’t self sabotage yourself when you are in the middle of the process of removing these thoughts because these obsessions may be the reason why the relationship does not work out if you do further the situation.

Does the person have a crush on you? Absolutely. Will it be loyal? Yes to an extent. What do I mean by an extent? They will be loyal to you only if you are loyal to them. Will it be a loving relationship? Only if you remove these thoughts! This all depends on you!!

Pile 4:

Yup. Lucky pile :)

Your crush will be your future, and if you wanted to get married to them, expect a beautiful marriage. This person, their energy is so beautiful. I can feel the sense of wanting to run on a field filled with high grass, running with whom I desire, both of us laughing. The wind is breezing and the sun is a beautiful fiery color that shines on us. A picnic is near us and behind a big tree symbolizing our love. This description is what I feel about your crush.

I cannot channel much about your crush because the imagery I describe and channeled for you is the gist of your life with them. It’s a healthy and fulfilling relationship, you both won’t have that much fights, I’d say it is barely, more so silly fights. Like fighting during playing uno or who washes the dishes. This is definitely a calm relationship, you both will feel satisfied together and will experience many things you thought were not possible.

Although, I have one advice for you. Do not, I repeat, do not assume they will cheat on you. Because I hear some of you had an ex who cheated on you and now you have these negative thoughts clawing at you. Remove them at once, this person is so loyal. They are the reassurance type as well, they will be with you in sickness and in health. That’s the beautiful energy I’m feeling.

For those who don’t have these thoughts, then I recommend you to enjoy and let loose in this relationship. A majority of you are tense, and most likely are clenching your jaw. Stop. Let loose with them, they make you happy, let it be. No one is trying to hurt you in this relationship. You will be okay.

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calcja · 10 months

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SAINT OR SLUT PT. 2

CHARACTERS: Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Kokonoi Hajime

THEMES: 18+//NSFW//PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ❗️❗️

SYPNOSIS: Here's what i think whether these bonten members are virgins or nah

A/N: Hello! this is the pt. 2 of Saint or Slut. Thank you very much for liking the first one! I DIDNT EXPECT THAT IT WOULD HAVE THAT MANY LIKES SO THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE HUHUHUHU!!! Again, There might be some grammars and spellings error bc english is not my first language.

❗️This does not follow the manga❗️

❗️Bonten timeskip, They're not minors here anymore❗️

❗️I do not own any images here. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS ❗️

link to first part:

• RAN HAITANI

• 😁😁😁😁... no.

• He's not a virgin anymore. End of the topic.

• Ran is a high maintenance guy, He canonically likes to take care of himself, inside and out. Ran seems to be the type of guy who fills up his needs and wants as a man.

• Now every guy have already imagined themselves having sex AND wanting sex, most of them engage into it just like Ran.

• Just like Sanzu, this man always do his job first especially when it benefits him (and his bro)

• Ran might not be THAT slut but he's a BIG FLIRT especially to girls his types

• idk but i dont rlly see him fuck some random bitches, THIS MAN HAS STANDARDS. he would probably test that person first before he leads them to bed and what i meant by testing is flirting w them first duhhh

• RINDOU HAITANI

• Not a virgin anymore

• Just the fact that he's a DJ in Ropponggi says it all. He's a club owner. He's a Haitani.

• He spends his free time at his own club or sometimes at the club he and his brother own, hosting parties and socializing w other people.

• It's either u're the one who's gonna approach him at the dj booth or he's the one who's going to approach u when u got his eyes and attention.

• Rindou would be the type of guy to chat w u first and have a nice conversation before u end up on his bed

• Would definitely interrogate u first abt what type of music u like lol

• I can see him fucking u in a much more private settings not just in some bathrooms or small romms or what

• This is so random but he gives me "i'm alrdy taken" vibes 😲😲😲

• Kokonoi Hajime

• yuhhh (a virgin)

• cmon give my man a break

• He's defo the most stressed person at bonten

• Always busy. 24/7 paperworks. short breaks.

• He's too busy to fuck w someone, bro just want 8 hours of sleep.

• but im sure he alrdy made out w someone

•If he ever will makeout w someone, i dont see him meeting someone to makeout w at some club like the other members but rather i see him at the office or sumthn

• Koko rlly needs to know u first before he gets freaky w u, It will take long bcs he needs to be comfy w u first.

a/n: That's all! thanks again for reading the first part of this series

#bonten imagines #bonten #bonten smut #tokyo revengers rindou #haitani rindou imagines #bonten rindou #tr rindou #rindou haitani #ran haitani #tokyo revengers #bonten ran #ran haitani imagines #kokonoi hajime #bonten kokonoi #tr kokonoi #tr ran #tokyo revengers kokonoi

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strniohoeee · 6 months

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Mortified

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: This is pure self indulgence LMAOO. This is literally a dumb idea I had from the song Face Down, like idk Matt’s so shy like you just know he goes to POUNDTOWNNN🧎🏽‍♀️💍

Warnings⚠️: It’s suggestive they talk about sex, and sexual experiences, but there’s no actual sex happening in this one

Song for the imagine: Face Down-MCVERTT, A$AP Ferg, Sexyy Red

⚠️Suggestive, but not smut⚠️

Bend her over, make her scream

Pillow full of Maybelline

Give me rocks until the top, teach

Her how to make cream

Currently I was at the triplets house with Madi and Nate. We were all chilling in the living room telling embarrassing stories while we waited for Matt to come back from his meeting with dinner for us

“Okay most embarrassing high school experience” Nate asked us

“To be honest I don’t remember” Chris said

“I think the most embarrassing thing was having that fuck ass haircut” Nick said laughing

“I think everything I did in high school was embarrassing” Madi said

“Ouu embarrassing….hmm I think it was the time I asked out this “popular” guy infront of all his popular friends and he rejected me” I said laughing and covering my face in embarrassment

“In front of the whole squad?? You have some balls” Chris said laughing

“I don’t even know why I did it” I said shaking my head

We were telling each other more embarrassing stories until it suddenly became sexual.

“Craziest sex story” Madi asked us

“There was this one time this guy was fucking me while his sister was sleeping right infront of us” Nick said

“THE FUCK? Where were you” Nate asked him

“I was in his living room, and his sister was knocked out cold on the floor in front of us” Nick said laughing

“Are you sure she was sleeping?” I asked him laughing

“Yeah…she could’ve been awake but too scared to interrupt y’all” Madi said laughing

“No like she was knocked out…like snoring and everything” he said shrugging his shoulders

“So anyways poor girl, how about you Chris?” I asked

“Yoo there was this one time I was fucking this girl, and she asked to ride so I was aii bet. We switch she starts riding, and yoooo she was riding like I swore I was levitating, but anyways this girl suddenly spat on me” Chris said laughing

“SPAT ON YOU? Or in your mouth?” Nate asked him

“No like shawty spat on me, and smacked me across the face” he said

“And???” Madi asked him

“Oh I came so fucking hard….thats when I knew I liked that freaky shit” he said

“You sick fuck” Nick said laughing

“I’m sick? You let a guy fuck you while his sister slept in front of y’all” Chris said laughing

“Madi what’s yours?” I asked looking at her

“To be honest I haven’t had anything crazy, but one time this guy throat fucked me so hard the back of my throat got bruised and like started to bleed a little bit” she said casually

“That’s fucking crazy bitch I salute you because that’s fucking insane” I said laughing

“Bleeding throat is insane” Chris said

“Nate you go” Madi said nodding her head at him

“Mmm there was this one time I was having shower sex with this girl, and all of a sudden she flips me around pushes me against the wall and starts eating my ass” he said laughing so fucking hard

“Eating your ass is fucking crazy” I said

“No like honestly I was like uhhh…but then it felt so fucking good I was confused” he said shaking his head

“Nate likes getting his salad tossed” Nick said laughing

“It’s not a regular occurrence, but I often find myself thinking about her….might have to hit her up again” he said looking off into the distance

“That’s fucking crazy” Chris said laughing at him

“How about you Y/N?” Madi asked

“She’s dating Matt….do you think he’s really fucking her shit up” Nate said

“Honestly fair….like the fuck is his little shy ass doing” Chris said laughing

“You’d be surprised” I said shaking my head

“Well don’t just sit there TELL US” Nick said

“You want me to explain my sex life with your brother?” I looked at him bamboozled

“Not really, but for the sake of this conversation I’m all ears” he said laughing

“I have to demonstrate it because it was fucking insane” I said

“That fucking crazy?” Chris asked

“Dude yes” I said standing up

“Okay so he came to my house one day like all upset and shit, and he was like I need to fuck this out now, and so I was like okay period let’s go take it out on me. So he wastes no time. So anyways we’re past foreplay. He starts calling me all these dirty names, and he’s like smacking me-“ I was cut off

“Smacking you where?” Madi asks

“He was smacking my ass, my face my pussy the whole nine yards” I said

“OKAY WOAH WOAH” Chris said closing his eyes

“SORRY, so anyways he’s like open your mouth, so I do, and he spits down my throat, and whatever…alright so boom, oh by the way we’re in my kitchen and he like pushes me against my island, and starts going down on me like this motherfucker was going crazy I almost passed out so many times I had to stop him” I said

“What a fucking freak” Nate said

“Oh 100%, but anyways he comes back up and like lifts my left leg up, and starts fucking me, and my backs banging into the edge of island like I had a bruise that’s how hard he was going, so then boom he flips me around pushes me over the island lifts my right leg up and starts going crazy, and he’s like smacking me and pulling my hair so hard. I was crying from how good it was, and he was fucking me dumb like all that could be heard was-“ I said

“I’m waiting for the demonstration” Madi said

“Right let me show you” I responded

I bend forward and pretend to be getting fucked

“So picture this Im like this my right legs up, and he’s going to pound town….I was like uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh” I said and then changed positions

I stood up pretending to be Matt, and holding the air and thrusting into it

“And he was like uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh” I said pretending to be Matt

“And he’s like smacking me all crazy and shit, like dripping sweat all over me gripping my hair” I said to them

What we didn’t hear was Matt coming in the house and up the stairs….

“So we were like uh,uh,uh,uh,uh” I said pretending to fucking like Matt was

“And then-“ I was cut off by Madis face dropping and looking behind me, so I turned around to be met with a wide eyes Matt

“Oh uh hiiii” I said fully facing him

“What the fuck is going on” he said blushing

“Nothinggggg” I said smiling at him

“The fuck were you showing them?” He asked blinking at me

“She was showing us how you fucked her like an animal” Chris said

“Chris shut the fuck up” I said sucking my teeth at him

“Exposing our sex life” he said

“Well we were all telling stories and it was my turn, and they didn’t think you fucked good, so I was actually giving you a good rep” I said to him

“Right….” He said scratching his neck

“Who would’ve known Matt FUCKEDDDD” Nate said playfully hitting him

“Fuck off” he said laughing at him while blushing

“Look at Matt…he such a little freak” Chris said laughing at him

“Matt’s a great fuck” I said

“Babe STOP” he said covering my mouth

“It’s always the quiet ones” Nick said shaking his head

“It really is” I said laughing

“OKAY no more about our sex life” he said looking at me

“Sorry baby” I said laughing and grabbing his red cheeks

The End

This was such a dumb idea I had, but like I really wanted to write it LMAOOO😭😭 anywhooo hope yall enjoyed 🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

#sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplet smut #matthew sturniolo smut #smut #Spotify

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pastel-omegas-blog · 1 year

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can't help imaging both Leon and Mc as partners being on heat together

Also love your stories

Wow wasn't expecting this ask so quickly that and three different people requested the same thing.

Well here you go.

For my quotev readers this is not canon in my other D.D au

Used a picrew for Leon's face claim

Leon and MC sharing their heat together.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ smut ahead, obsessive and yandere tendencies, mind play/ manipulation, drugging, praise kink, loss of innocence, breeding, overstimulation.

DNI if your a minor please. Go do something else, fem readers I didn't care since most won't listen, just no freaky shit.

Leon

Leon watched from across the table as his h/c lover helped himself to the snacks and desserts arranged on the table.

The two having different snacks set out to soothe their tastes. Even their tea sets were different, Leon requesting a sweet flavoured tea for the other while he took something more bitter to calm his nerves.

M/N didn't think to much of it, using the sweets to fight down his stress and the blue haired man didn't blame him.

The larger omega could still remember the panicked look in the others e/c eyes as he begged him him to go on a small date with him outside the imperial palace and away from his small mansion to get some fresh air and quality alone time together.

So here they were, in a hidden cafe located under ground the Trovian Empire in a private vip room so they could enjoy some quality time together.

Away from peering eyes and nosy ears.

With eyes full of wonder and admiration, the saint stared at the s/c man happy that the relationship between was no longer strained.

He was glad M/N was no longer wary of him and his advances. Was glad that now they could confined In one another, and he even press a soft kiss to the the h/c man's cheek and lips when he was sure the other was comfortable with it.

It was a sweet and charming process watching the discarded Emperor get close to him and see him in a new light.

But Leon would be a damned lair if he said he was satisfied with this.

Fucking not !!

He wanted more.

Wanted to touch him more.

Wanted to mark him with his scent

Wanted everyone to know that the petite man belonged to him and him alone!

But that was risky.

To even court the discarded Emperor had been a risky move. He wasn't able to send items with his scent for the possibility it could be found, publicly take him out or flaunt him around.

Even sending the gifts and cryptid letters professing his feelings and love had been dangerous, but he had managed to do it.

The most pain staking thing about the whole thing was having to patiently wait for M/N to completely come out of his shell. The process had been so slow that at one point Leon almost snapped and snatched him out to prematurely.

Luckily he had stopped himself on time.

But there were two things the smaller omega did that honestly pissed him off to no end.

" mmmhm! This is so good Saint Cornelius. I wish the Emperor would take me out like you do "

One was that the h/c omega hardly ever called him by his name, only referring to him as hit title.. it peeved him, but he could stomach it. He knew it was because of the other's strict etiquette during his upbringing that he still unconsciously referred to him by title.

But the habit of unconsciously calling out for that stupid alpha. It had to stop. In fact.

He hated how the names of other possible love interest just flew out of the man's mouth.

He wanted mark him so he chase them away.

But he couldn't do that.

To freaking risky, their relationship would be exposed immediately.

So Leon decided he would settle for the next best thing.

A way to ensure that M/N only had him in mind.

Purple amethyst eyes watched closely as the s/c man brought the porcelain teacup closer to his plump glossy lips. the Emperor drinking the sweet tea with a pleased hum didn't notice the quick shift in his lover's expression.

A sinister look took over his normally gentle smile and just as quick as it appeared it vanished and the blue haired man continued eating his dessert while counting down in his mind.

M/N felt his clothes start to stick to his body as an uncomfortable heat began to envelop his body.

He tried to brush it off at first, blaming the heat on the clothes he chose to wear.

A black thick coat like outfit that practically swallowed his form, but with each passing second the heat started becoming unbearable.

Confused the h/c started to wonder if he was becoming sick.

He himself hadn't noticed it, but his breathing had become erratic, his mouth opened slightly as he took in deep breaths to try and calm himself down.

A soft red blush dusted his cheeks as his e/c eyes became hazy, his gaze no focusing on anything as he has stopped eating.

" M/N ? Is everything alright ? " Leon's soft voice snapped the Emperor out of his thoughts and when he looked to be blessed with the sight of the blue haired omega's pretty face was when he felt a gush of silck start to dribble out of his entrance.

It took a few seconds before it finally hit the h/c haired omega.

He was in heat.

He was in heat!

How could he be so careless?!

He was having his very first heat in a public setting like this where everyone could recognize his scent.

And in front of the only person who had ever treated him with so much love and kindness other than Aria.

Shame began to spill into his core as tears pricked at the corner of his eyes.

How could he be so shameless.

Was he so useless that he couldn't even keep track of his own heat ?!

His stupidity was going to get the two of them caught.

To wrapped up in his own turmoil he didn't notice that the saint had gotten up and had moved towards him.

" M/N ? " Said man froze up when he heard just how close the voice was , looking over to his side he saw just how close the other had gotten and seeing the omegas pretty face closer caused more slick to gush out and a small whine left his lips. M/N was sure that his scent had started to spread and it would only be a matter of time before people came banging on the door.

The tears came rolling down his cheeks at that.

There was no way that Leon couldn't smell him.

He would probably think he was disgusting.

That he was just a cheap whore that couldn't control himself.

He snapped out of his thoughts when a soft silk material started wiping his tears away and he looked up to see his lover gently wiping his tears away.

" sssshhh it's okay. It's alright don't worry yourself " the larger omega cooed out as he gently pat the other's curly h/c hair " b..but t.. they'll be able t.. to pick up my s..scent " the s/c man argued back.

He was absolutely sure that the people outside had already figured out he was in heat and would soon come banging on the door.

" Don't worry I casted a månå spell so that doesn't happen. Don't blame yourself for this alright ? It happens to the best of us, so don't be too harsh on yourself. " The blue haired omega cooed, letting out his pheromones of ripe strawberries and vanilla to calm the other down.

And the e/c felt his body relax, the shame and fear disappearing as lust started to replace it, the yearning growing fast and strong as the smaller omega felt his phermones flow out as a futile attempt to try and seduce the blue haired saint.

The breathy laugh that leaves Leon's lips causes a shiver to run down M/N's spine making the man's inner omega react as a pleading mewl left his lips.

The blue haired man felt an shock go down his cock and it took everything in him not to take the smaller omega then and there. He had to be patient.

It was the h/c man's first time and he didn't want to do anything that would scare him.

But he found it hard to hold himself back with the way the other's scent was filling the room.

The thick sweet smell of ripe peaches and rich honey with the soft longer of creamy milk sticking to it.

It was getting to potent in the small room that Leon was beginning to taste it on his tongue.

If the richness of the other's scent wasn't a good enough reason to pounce on the smaller male then the cute expressions he was making was.

Fighting down the greed in him begging to take the s/c man and pound into him already, the blue haired omega put on the face of a worried lover.

" I know this is your first time and it might be scary so let me help you out..... " The man started steadily pumping out more of his phermones to influence the other's decision as he leaned in close to the other's face, his lips hover only an inch over the other's.

his hands were already moving forward to slowly unbutton the h/c man's coat like dress, exposing his neck and collarbone as the blue haired man's fingers gingerly rubbed the other's heated flesh, gaining small moans as the other's reaction.

" ....... If we stay here like this it'll only get worst and we won't be able to escape back to the imperial palace without getting caught. You wouldn't want that to happen right N/N ? " The saint added cooing out gently, as his hands continued to go down lower, opening the buttons of the petite man's coat, exposing his pretty body to his greedy eyes as he took in everything, holding back from licking his lips at the delicious sight.

With the coat partially out of the way M/N was left in just his corset, lace underwear and thigh high stockings.

Now it made so much sense why the h/c Emperor only stuck to wearing such ridiculous outfits that made him look like a sack of potatoes.

Because if he went around dressed in clothes that showed off his figure added with his already pretty face, there would be no way he would receive the same amount of hate and criticism he was getting now.

He was the epitome of how the perfect omega was supposed to look like.

Such a delicate little thing, with a curvy hourglass shape, nice hips for bearing the most adorable pups, plush thighs and a plump ass.

The larger omega hadn't been expecting to see it, but the smaller man had inverted nipples.

Absolutely adorable, his chest was just as shy as he was.

The h/c man was just so alluring.

Not to mention now the smell of silck was stronger and Leon didn't miss how the bottom coat and underwear had become drenched in the natural lube, that just added to the appeal.

The gods Leon wanted to take him so badly! already. But he had to be patient.

Still it didn't mean he couldn't speed up the process.

Enjoying how his lover became a squirming and blushing mess at been so exposed, the blue haired omega pumped out more of his pheromones, not stopping untill he was sure the s/c man had gotten drunk of his scent he asked again. " Don't you want me to help darling ? " The saint purred out his question.

M/N didn't know what to do. Everything was becoming blurry to him and the heat was getting to much, pooling in the pit of his stomach and just made everything unbearable. He tried to rub his thighs together, but the larger omega's hands darted down to keep his legs apart and he let out a whine of protest. " Come on darling. You have to accept my help. It's the best way to relieve you of your pain " Leon suggested, but the way he worded it made it sound like a demand. M/N to gone in his dazed state and drunk off the larger omega's pheromones he nodded his head groggily his head in response.

" Use your words " the h/c omega almost pouted, his inner omega showing and making him act brattier than his normal sweet self, but the stone cold look his lover gave made him stutter out his response.

" S.. saint C.. Corneli- "

" Say my name. " The blue haired man growled out, cutting off his lover and M/N couldn't stop the whimper of fear that left his lips.

" P.. please L.. Leon..... h...help... " He managed to force out those three words, mumbling them under his breath as he turned his face away to hid his embarrassed cheeks, but that seemed to be enough for the saint.

The next words that left the larger omega's lips sent a jolt of pleasure straight to the Emperor's cock making in struggle against it's clothed prison and draw a whine of pleasure for him more silck dripping out of his entrance and making a mess of his thighs and the chair.

" Good boy~ "

And with that Leon crashed his mouth into the other's lips, shoving his tongue inside and moaning loudly at sweet taste of ripe peaches and rich honey that flooded his taste buds.

He knew the h/c would taste sweet, but was just utterly addictive.

The next moments were a blur.

Hands ripped away the dress from the s/c man's form as the larger omega desperately wanted to feel more of his lover's skin. The kids between the two of them was rough, M/N not being able to keep up so Leon had to take the lead. Getting frustrated of having to bend his form slightly to kiss his lover so he picked the man up from the chair, hands digging into the soft flesh of his ass,as the blue haired man separated the kids for a moment to a quick månå spell, giving the h/c man a chance to breathe as the other crafted a small temporary bed,, laying the Emperor on it gently before bringing him in for another bruising kiss , both men moaning into it.

This was wrong.

What he was doing was wrong.

Drugging the innocent man with a hormone pill that forced his heat.

About to fuck him in some underground cafe in some dingy bed he summoned instead a a large room filled with things the would keep them both happy and on a huge bed with soft silk sheets.

Stealing the man's first heat in such a cruel way, but Leon couldn't be bothered. Doing this would erase any thoughts if other possible love interests form M/N's mind and the smaller would only think of him.

He would depend on him and him alone.

The drugs only lasted for a few hours and the saint was going to enjoy every single second of it.

Leon pulled away from the kiss, drawing a weak moan from the disgruntled Emperor and the larger omega simply peck the tip of his nose, moving up to kiss away the tears that had gathered around the s/c man's pretty e/c eyes before lowering his lips to the man's neck to start a new bout of torture.

His ministrations started small, with kisses to small sucking and going full force into harsh nips, high pitched moans and squeals that striker the saint's ego left the other omega's lips.

M/N's formally smooth neck was now filled with hickeys of different colours. Some a rosy pink, some a dark red and others a bruising purple.

Leon thought the colours were pretty and he wished he was able to make the man show them off so that others would back away.

That would be something happening in the near future, so the saint could be a bit more patient until then.

Purple amethyst eyes stared down at the dazed look his omega had on.

The smaller omega had reached out to tightly grip the dress shirt that his lover had on, a part of him tugging the pesky clothing as he wanted it off and the other gripping on for dear life.

All of this felt so weird, yet at the same time he wanted more. His body craved for every little jolt of pleasure Leon gave him.

He didn't know what to expect when he finally had his first heat. The omegan teacher he had when he was younger had simply said his fated alpha would make him feel good, but Leon wasn't an alpha and his body was still begging for his touch.

Leon glanced at his lover as he trailed his lips lower, stopping next to the h/c man's scent gland, been so close to the source of the smaller man's pheromones had an immediate effect on the blue haired man, his inner omega begging to be let loose and for a split second he gave into his instincts.

The h/c man's eyes widened in shock as he felt pointing canines graze the soft flesh of his neck.

The place we're a mating mark would be placed.

Fear seeped into his core, the rational part of his starting to work again.

Small s/c hands that had been pulling the larger omega closer started to push him away, the smaller Man wriggling his body as he tried to escape.

" L.. Leon. N..no ...s... stop please!! " He cried out trying to get to the saint to snap out of his dazed.

He couldn't mark him!

They would both be sentenced to death if he did.

A pained moan escaped M/N's kiss swollen lips as Leon roughly gripped his wrist and pinned them to the bed, his knee moving forward to keep the other's legs apart.

The deep feral growl that escaped the larger omega's lips made him shrink back in fear as he and stop his struggling.

Still not giving up he weakly called out.

" O...omega y..your scaring m..me ! " The h/c man sobbed out, tears running down his cheeks.

Leon stopped moving at those words, his senses rushing back to him as his eyes widened in horror at the tears running down his lover's cheeks.

No no no no no no no no no NO!

He hadn't meant for this to happen!

Leon quickly pumped out more of his pheromones, the scent of vanilla and strawberries almost becoming suffocating. He peppered kisses in the man's cheeks, letting go of his wrist to gently cradle his face. He was doing everything in his power to calm the smaller omega down.

Cradling him softly, whispering apologies into his ears. The saint felt his heart hammering against his rib cage and for a moment he didn't understand what was wrong, then it hit him.

He was scared.

Scared that his actions would make the h/c Emperor hate him.

Scared that because of his greed that he would lose the only thing he really held dear to him.

The fear gradually died down as the h/c man stopped his crying , leaning into saint's touch, but it lingered at the back of his mind.

The two stayed like that in each other's arms simply enjoying their warmth, until the pesky heat kicked up dragging a pained moan from M/N.

Leon winced slightly himself, a guilt he didn't feel earlier suddenly coming back to eat him up.

" I'm sorry love " the larger omega cooed out separating the other to pull off his shirt and undo the belt of his pants so he could kick them of, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. Leaning back closer he pecked his forehead softly, pretty purple hues staring into e/c eyes with absolute love and admiration.

He continued to lower his lips, pecking the man's lips, going lower to gingerly kiss his scent glands, going lower to place hickeys on his collar bone, going lower to tease the s/c man's nipples.

He smirked at the sight of the shy things that hadn't even peeled out, his hawk eyes catching a thick white liquid slowly gathering around the head and slowly dripping down his chest.

Without another thought he took in the nipple closest to his mouth moaning softly at the sweet taste and enjoy the high pitched mewls that left the smaller male's lips.

He smirked at the cute sounds and continued his teasing, rolling the sensitive bud in his mouth and nibbling it gently, only relenting when the head finally popped out of hiding before doing the same treatment to the other one, gulping down as much sweetness he could during the process.

He could feel the Emperor's breathing relax when he did so.

Not done yet he finger continued going down, giving the plump flesh of the omega's hips a nice squeeze before going to tug on his drenched lace underwear. And in one swift motion he ripped the offending clothing off, drawing a strangled cry from the lust hazed h/c man, finally free the man's weeping cock and exposing his silck covered ass.

Leon let out a small whine as he felt his own member start to strain against his underwear, the fabric beginning to get to tight, his own ass beginning to get wet with silck, but he had to leave it on.

He wasn't going to take it off and lose him.

Not again.

By this time it wasn't just M/N feel that felt the the thick lust.

Leon felt his breathing become laboured as he begrudgingly separated the smaller omega's nipples, gulping down the creamy liquid.

His own body temperature was beginning to get higher, his fair cheeks getting a rosy hue of their own.

It was like he was going into heat himself and the saint couldn't help the crazed smile that spread on his swollen lips at the thought.

He really loved the h/c so much that his own body had taken up symptoms of heat just so he could treat the man more gently.

They really were just absolutely made for each other.

Moving his face upwards he brought his lover in for another kiss, his tongue prodding into the man's mouth to make sure the other could taste exactly how sweet he was.

Doing this, his fingers continued trailing lower, stopping at the smaller man's silck gushing entrance, making sure to coat his digits in a generous amount of the liquid before prodding the puckered hole gently then slowly pushing his digit into the man's tight heat, wincing slightly at how tight the man's velvet walls gripped around it.

Fuck he was tight!

And so freaking hot and soft.

The gods he couldn't wait to enter him.

M/N's eyes widened as he let out a pained moan, the sound being blocked by Leon's lips.

The larger omega pulled back shushing him gently as he used his other free hand to gently message the man's hips as small pained whimpers left the s/c emperor's lips.

He waited for a few moments before he started moving his finger slowly, waiting for the other to relax, getting encouraged by the pleased moans before he picked up the pace.

The h/c raised his hands to wrap them round Leon's neck, his moans getting louder as the saint's thrusting got faster.

This felt so.... so weird.

In a really good way.

He didn't know he could feel so good like this.

The heat in his stomach began to churn around in a really nice addicting way.

He could feel his cock get harder with each stroke of his walls and the head dribble out something. His balls felt tight and heavy It felt like he wanted to pee so badly, but at the same time he knew that wasn't the case.

E/c widened in shock, a chocked moan escaping his lips as he felt the finger in him get bigger. Leon moved back to capture his lips and M/N relaxed at the familiar taste of ripe strawberries and vanilla on his tongue.

Leon thrusted his fingers slowly watching how his lover handle the extra two digits before speeding up his thrusts, his hand by this point was drenched in the other's silck, but that didn't stop his fingers searching for the small bundle of nerves that would make his omegas see stars.

And when he felt the other suddenly stop kissing and violently tense underneath him he knew he had found it.

And like a good lover what did he do ?

Abuse it.

The blue haired omega pulled out his fingers , breaking the kiss so he could see the confused expression on his omega, a manic grin spreading on his lips when he thrusted them back in with full force, loving how the h/c man's eyes rolled to the back of his head and with that he continued the assault the man's little bundle of nerves, feeling his gummy walls flutter and tightening around his fingers.

M/N felt something was about to happen to him. His grip around leon's neck tightening.

His insides felt like they were tying themselves into knots and with how the fluid dripping from his cock seemed to gush out even more, the pressure increasing tenfold. He couldn't focus his mind on anything, but he could still make out the sound of his own broken voice moaning like a broken mantra.

Then he felt it.

A sudden tightening of a rope that felt like it was about snap and give his body what he was looking for and when he though it was about to happen, Leon suddenly pulled his fingers away and M/N felt like he was about to die.

The pleasure that had been building up started fading and a hurt sob fell from his lips. Blinded by rage(?) He used his hands to weakly push the saint's chest, trying and failing miserably at glaring at him.

" S.. stupid...m..m.. meanie o..omega " he drawled out, earning an amused chuckle leaving the blue haired omega's lips.

" Sorry love " Leon cooed out not sounding sorry at all as he straightened himself to pull of his underwear, finally getting free from his clothed prison.

The only thing the h/c omega would be cumming on was his cock.

E/c darted down to stare at the rock hard appendage and the s/c man felt silck gush out even more.

Even his cock was pretty.

Long and thick with not much veins being visible, the head a raging red.

The sound of Leon's laughter snapped him out of his thoughts and then he realized he was drooling.

" Aww aren't you just adorable ? " The saint purred out, using his slick covered hand to wet his cock and whatever anger M/N felt died down at those words as nervousness flooded his dazed state. Leon quick to notice sent him a smile, using his free hand to cradle his lover's face.

" Don't worry darling. I'll be gentle " he assured and the h/c man relaxed at his words, putting his trust into the larger omega.

The blue haired man's heart warmed at the sight.

Lining his cock in front of the omega's entrance Leon entered once, quick so it wouldn't hurt the other by pushing in inch by inch and he winced at the tightness gripping him felt like his cock would break and the warmth surrounding him.

The moans of discomfort coming from his omega was what that stopped him from pounding harshly into the s/c man.

Leaning his face down he peppered kisses to the man's face, crooning his neck, letting out deep purrs to calm down the other.

When he was sure the omega had adjust, he gave an experimental thrust. The loud moan hr got in reply was all he needed.

The saint's thrusts started off slow, gaining more power until he was practically slamming into the smaller man, his balls slapping against the man's ass. Hitting the smaller man's prostate head-on.

The sound of skin slapping against skin and high pitched moans filled the room, both omegas letting the sounds fall out from their lips.

" Fuck love. Your so tight. Doing so well taking all of me. Just so fucking perfect. The prettiest omega in the whole damn IRA. Such a good boy, my good boy" the blue haired man moaned our praises , having noticed how the praises had affected the man earlier. And from how the man underneath him let out small chirps at the words.

But he meant every word he said.

How no one had noticed what a fucking masterpiece the man was, was beyond him.

That stupid alpha really was blind.

Leon winced slightly as M/N hands fell from his neck to his back, his manicured nails growing sharp and piercing the soft skin of the larger omega's back, leaving scratches behind.

But Leon didn't mind, if anything the pain the pain spurred him on.

" Gonna fuck my pups into you when I get the chance " the blue haired man growled out and the h/c man tightened around him.

Oh?

So his little omega liked the thought of being breed huh ?

Leon pulled out till it was just the head and slammed right back in causing M/N to cry out in pleasure.

" You like that don't you ? Want to be full of my pups. Want to be full and round. Does my pretty boy want to be a mama ~ " the saint teased increasing his pace with every clash of his hips.

The h/c man felt like he was in heaven.

The pleasure had his toes curling, his body twitching as his mind trying to hold any semblance of rational thought and ultimately failing, but after a few moments of trying to get himself he did.

Only for it to get brutally destroyed when Leon thrusted upwards, hitting the mouth of his womb.

He came then and there.

He came hard, his vision going white as his body convulsed in ecstasy.

" L....LEON!!~ "

Thin strings of semen shot out of his cock , staining his and his lover's chest.

Leon let out a whiney moan as M/N tightened harshly around him, staring at the man in awe as he climaxed. His body twitching from the over stimulation.

And Leon not caring that the smaller man just keep or loving how sensitive ha had become whichever one, pounded harsher into the smaller omega. The head of his cock making a tight squeeze past his cervix and into the man's womb were he proceeded to bully the man's sensitive walls like his life depended on it.

The way his thrusts started becoming sloppy after while indicated he way close and the blue haired man's thrust become more purposeful. His body shaking with desire as he chased his high.

And he he came, burning his cock into M/N's gummy walls as his poured into the omega's fertile hole, his hands gripped the smaller man's waist tightly.

He would be sure to give him drugs later to avoid any pups for now.

Both men's ragged breathing filled the room.

M/N was far to gone to even form words as he laid there and try to wait for the feeling of euphoria running through his veins to calm down.

Leon leaned over his face to peck the h/c man's lips and M/N felt himself relax a bit.

At least now he could-

" Ahhhh~ !! "

E/c eyes widened as a moan was ripped out of his hoarse throat.

Confused, with his body being pushed over The edge of over stimulation M/N looked at his lover with panicked eyes and Leon sent an innocent smile.

" Oh darling you really are just so adorable. Absolutely cute. Just one more round please ?~ I promise after another I'll be filled. So won't you let me darling ? "

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sweetpandorabox · 1 year

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Blaise Zabini as a boyfriend 🐍🧹

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Warnings ⚠️: Slight mentioned of sexual themes and some spicy stuff.

Dating this aloof, rich, and mysteriously handsome Slytherin could include:

🖤💸🍷

He's very quiet and acts disinterested half the time, but when he hears you mention something you like once or sees you touching/looking at something a little too long at the store, he'd get it for you and surprise you with it the very next day because he's so observant and knew you'd love it.

He's the type to learn how to cook your favorite meal or secretly knows how to cook properly, so you look forward to staying at his mansion over the summer break with him and his mother Ms. Zabini, where he cooks the both of you a delicious meal for dinner almost every day.

He doesn't smile much, actually not at all and not just at anyone, but whenever he sees you his face is beaming like he just saw a litter of puppies. He's always the first one to greet you and hug you, even lifting you up and spinning you around in his arm.

He doesn't wear casual clothes often, most of the time he wears a full turtle neck suit piece or just a regular 3-piece suit, but he always comes to you to do the tie, he's particularly picky with that part and doesn't like doing it himself or anyone else doing it, apart from you so he can look at your face as long as he wants and would kiss your forehead after you've done his tie as a thank you.

He always drinks his coffee black, ever since you met him even, but you try to get him to add a little bit of milk/creamer or perhaps some sugar but he just smirk and says I've had my sugar already and would stare at you up and down before grabbing you by the neck gently into a passionate kiss.

He's the type to read books and actually shows a bit of interest in it apart from you of course, and would read for hours on end so you need to remind him to go eat, shower, sleep, and study for the day, and he wouldn't move or listen to you until you shower him with kisses.

He calls you cute nicknames like Aphrodite, Love, Smiles, or Baby.

Likes when you call him Blay, Darling, Baby, Hunk, or Grumpy (you used to call him that teasingly before you guys started dating not knowing he was into you, and still uses it to this day).

His love language is probably the act of service, he doesn't talk much or do a lot of PDA in front of people but he sure shows how much he loves you by helping you, for example, he goes to get you period products along with chocolates and medicine, he likes tying your shoelace for you, serves your breakfast, lunch, and dinner plate first before himself and make sure he puts enough and he even helps you get dressed for the pleasure of watching you change and because he just wants to help.

He's the best listener in the world, you can talk his ears off and he still nods, respond when he needs to, and look at you with so much love as he tends to soften his intimidating face when you guys are together.

Freak in the sheets, he's into things like hair pulling, spanking, choking, and rough sex and he's probably the kind of boyfriend to tease you by whispering dirty things in your ear and is the type to do something freaky under the desk during a study in the library, or during meal times. Although he likes using his fingers in private, in a public setting, he uses his wand and casts a charm to make you cum.(😜)

He used to be so vain and arrogant but when he started dating you he's no longer either of them really, now it's just pure good confidence because he knows that he's attractive and doesn't need to hear it from anyone else but you and his friends.

We've already established that he's super aloof, cold, and has that tough exterior but his friends, especially Draco starts teasing him loads because of how you've made Blaise soft, not just towards you but towards other people now too, but he just eye rolled them and continue as he was.

He's the type to ask for permission from you before he does anything, even if you told him that he didn't need to ask, and he can just do whatever he wanted, but he just dismisses this quick and continue to ask permission for things like if he's able to hang out with the boys for example or if he could go to the library and issues some new books.

When he's alone with you and is in a bad mood to cuddle, his go-to is resting his head on your tummy and asking for head rubs which always manage to relax him and would eventually make him fall asleep, and of course you find that to be so adorable.

As we all know, he's pretty much wealthy because of his mother and would buy you really expensive gifts for anniversaries, Valentine's Day, Christmas, and more. But on your very first birthday as a couple with Blaise, he's gotten you a silver anklet with his initial on it (B.Z) so everyone knows who you belonged to.

You never really heard him laugh before when you guys first started dating, but by the time you're both comfortable with each other and you're confident enough to make funny jokes or tickle him, his laugh was the most precious thing you've ever heard and it was a real treat hearing it for the first time.

He has a great sense of style and fashion for a guy, so you tend to ask him loads of questions about clothing and where you may find clothes that accentuate your body type/figure and he's more than happy to help, somedays you even let him dress you up like a doll which usually turns into more of a fun dress up play.

He trusts you and your relationship so he wouldn’t be one to get jealous easily.

Blaise does this adorable thing where in the middle of the night if the both of you are sharing a bed at his place during summer break or if he successfully manages to sneak into your shared dorm room, he’ll reach over your hips and pull you closer to his body because he doesn't want to lose you while he slept.

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melanieph321 · 8 months

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Ruben Dias x Black Reader - The Bodyguard Part 7/8

Things are heating up😫

⚠️Warning ⚠️

Mentioning of violence

Summary - Reader is a popstars in trouble and Ruben is her new bodyguard, here to protect and help her find out who wants to hurt her. But what happens when the relationship between Reader and Ruben simply gets too personal?

Enjoy!

"So what are you gonna do?"

It was early, but not time to leave for the airport yet. You woke up to Ruben's warm chest against your cheek. He held you close, drawing lazy patterns on the hill of your shoulder.

"Face the music I guess."

"You're gonna confront your sister?"

"Yes and take responasbility for my life."

It felt like the most reasonable thing to do, however, the thought of facing your sister and Tyson again ached your stomach.

"Just know that whatever you choose to do, I'm here."

You tilted you head. Ruben was already looking at you, his eyes big and kind. You lay hand on his cheek, directing his face towards yours. You still had to get used to the feel of kissing another man. But compared to Tyson's, Ruben's kisses spread warmth throughout your chest.

Five hours later you left Brussels and returned home.

"You're early" Your sister said, as you and Ruben stepped through the door. Ironically she was seated on the couch, the same couch she and Tyson were getting freaky on whenever you weren't around.

"Where is Tyson?" You asked, as Ruben brought your bags upstairs.

"He's out. Left for a booking this morning."

"A modeling booking?"

"Exactly."

"Has he been getting alot of those whilst I was gone?"

"A few, why?" You sister mimicked the way you were looking at her with furrowed brows.

"Mom is not well." You muttered.

"Oh Y/N." Your sister stood, walking over to give you a hug. "I told you not to go over there. She never meant for us to see her like that."

Her hug was comforting, you gave in, forgetting the fact that you were supposed to be angry with her, then again, she had no clue that you knew about her and Tyson.

"She will always be our mother." She said, pulling you back to wipe your tears. And just like that you were eight years old again, needing your big sister to wipe your tears.

"I've had some trouble with my credit card." You said. "I should probably go to the bank for that, right?"

"Sure. We'll go tomorrow since I have some meetings tod..."

"There's a rehearsal today."

"For your tour?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, a dance rehearsal for all the back up dancers, why?"

"I should probably go to that shouldn't I. To share my opinions on things, right?"

"Um...sure, but like I said I have some meetings to attend today, so if you...."

"It's okay, I can go by myself."

"By yourself?" You sister frowned. You seldom did anything without checking with her first, perhaps that should stop now.

"Ruben will be with me of course."

"Ruben?" Your sister initially looked to want to protest, but change her mind as he came back down the stairs. "Of course." She nodded. "Ruben will go with you."

"I'll call you if I need anything."

"Yes, please do, call me."

You looked to Ruben. "I'll just hop in the shower then I'm ready to go."

He nodded. "I'll notify Taylor to bring the car around."

"Thanks." You smiled, as well as brush his arm with yours on your way up the stairs.

Rehearsal was great. You had never paid attention to the people working around you. It had always been your sister calling the shots, giving everybody directions. But without her everyone was forced to listen to you and they really listened.

"So the laser will be pointing from that camera and that camera." Your stage director, Alejandro, said.

"That camera?" You turned in that direction, pretending to hold a microphone to your lips.

"Yes and then you'll turn to the other camera before the lasers shoot down from the sealing."

"Why the lasers?" You frowned.

"For the finally? Isn't that you wanted?"

"Um, I'm not sure."

"Your sister made it clear that its what you wanted." He shrugged. "We can remove them if you like?"

"Um...no it's okay. Keep them."

You left rehearsal not knowing how to feel. The start of your tour was so soon and you needed your sister by your side, but how could you ever trust her when she's been lying to your face for God knew how long.

"Shall we get somthing to eat?" Ruben held the door open for you to climb into the car.

"No, I'm not hungry."

Taylor your chauffeur greeted you with a smile through the rare view mirror. A smile which you returned. Ruben stepped in to sit next to him. His face expressed concern as he turned back to look at you.

"Y/N, you have to eat somthing."

"I will, I just need to go to the bank first."

"The bank?" He frowned.

"Yes the bank. Taylor will you take me there?"

You arrived within ten minutes.

"I won't be long." You said, hoping that Ruben would let you go alone.

He didn't.

He held the door open for you to step out and together you made your way into the bank.

After a short wait, a bank representative named Emily greeted you and led you and Ruben to a private office. "I understand your concern, Y/ N" she said, sympathetically. "Let me pull up your account information and see what might be causing this issue."

As you watched Emily's fingers dance across the keyboard, a knot formed in her stomach. The seconds felt like an eternity until Emily's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I... I think I've found the problem," Emily said, her voice filled with astonishment. "It appears that all your money was recently transferred to a foreign account."

Your heart sank, and you exchanged a worried glance with Ruben. "What? How is that possible? I certainly didn't authorize any transfers like that."

Emily nodded in understanding. "I believe you, Y/N. However a signature was authorized electronically. Do you have your phone with you today?"

"Well yes, but no."

"No?"

"No, my phone, old phone, was stolen a couple of weeks ago."

"Stolen?" Emily's lowered her gaze, her eyes looking at you over her glasses.

"Yes. Oh my god what am I gonna do? This can't be happening."

Ruben reached for your hand underneath the table.

"The best thing I can do is freeze you account and make sure no money gets in or out." Emily said. "But I'm afraid the police will have to help you retrieve the stolen money."

You rushed out of the bank, Ruben at your heels.

"Y/N, everything is gonna be alright, you'll get the money back."

How do you know that Ruben? Everything I've earned throughout my entire career, my savings, my savings that my parents put in there for me. Gone, it's all gone. So don't tell me that everything is going to be alright because it isn't."

He pulled you into his embrace right there in the middle of the street, for everybody to see. If paparazzi showed up now your life would really be over.

"I have to tell my sister." You said, breaking up the hug. "She'd want to know about this."

Ruben nodded. "Of course, do you need to come with you?"

You shook your head. "No, Taylor will take me back."

Ruben looked conflicted, not wanting to part from you, however you had sent him to replce your computer. With your phone gone and bank account hacked, everything old had to go and everything knew would have to be fire proof and Ruben assured you that he could fix that.

"You went to the bank without me?"

After telling your sister what the bank lady said, you were suprised that this was her first reaction.

"Yes, well it was urgent."

"Y/N, I told you that I would have gone with you tomorrow. Why would you do this?"

"Are you serious right now? All of my money is gone and all you care about is the fact that I went to the bank without you?"

Your sister's expression mellowed. "You're right." She stepped forward, bringing you in for another hug. This hug wasn't like the one this morning. It was stiff and cold. "Everything is gonna be alright, you'll get your money back."

"That's what Ruben said." You muttered. Your sister grimaced at the mentioning of his name.

"What?"

"I don't trust him." She said.

You chuckled. "You, of all people don't trust Ruben? You're the one that hired him, rember?"

"I know I did, but..."

"But what?" You frowned, because your sister was really not the one to preach about trust.

"Tyson told me that Ruben keeps giving him these looks, looks as if all he wants to do is bash his face in."

"Right." You muttered. Hearing Tyson's name leave your sisters mouth simply made you nauseous.

"I've noticed it too. He cracks his knuckles every time he sees him, Y/N."

"It doesn't matter because Ruben is not the problem here." You said.

"No? Then who is?" Your sister looked terrified.

"Dickonataor 3000."

Her shoulders rose and fell with your answer. "Y/N, don't you think..."

"I know that nerd has got my phone. He's the one messing with my account. We need to find a way to track him somehow. Ruben will find a way."

Your sister stared at you blankly for a minute, like she couldn't recognize the person standing before her. "Maybe you should go to bed? Today must have really sucked for you."

You nodded. "Yes, yes it did."

You needed sleep. Sleep was your friend.

As the moon cast a soft glow upon your bedroom, you nestled comfortably beneath the covers. However you were abruptly awakened by a gentle touch.

"Ruben?" You groaned.

"No baby, it's me."

Your eyes flung open.

"Tyson?"

His lips were on yours. "I heard you had a bad day, let me make it better."

Confused and half-asleep, you pushed him away, struggling to fully grasp the situation.

"Y/N, relax." he whispered, lust lacing his voice.

Startled and groggy, your sleep-addled brain attempted to process his words. "Tyson stop, I'm not in the mood." You pleaded, never ever would you be in the mood for him. Yet, his eyes burned with an unsettling determination.

Pushing aside your obvious feelings of unease, he continued to make advances, his body betraying the desperation of his desires.

"Tyson, get off!"

He wrestled you against the matress, tracing unwanted kisses up your neck.

"Tyson, I said stop!"

He chuckled. "What, don't you want me to fuck you?"

No, now get the fuck off me!" You shouted. The last words to leave your mouth before Ruben barged into your bedroom, his face a mask of fury. His voice thundered through the room, "Get off her! Right now!"

Caught off guard and blinded by his own desires, Tyson froze momentarily. But it was the fierceness in Ruben's eyes that eventually jolted him back to reality. However it was too late Ruben was already pulling him off you, dropping Tyson on the floor.

"Ruben wait, stop!"

There was no stopping him. Ruben's eyes were dark, his expression emotionless whilst he pounded his fists against Tyson face, cracking his nose, breaking his jaw.

"Oh my god, Tyson!" Your sister emerged in the doorway, dressed in her nightrobe. She saw the two men grappling on the floor beneath your bed and started screaming hysterically.

"Please stop it, you'll kill him! Y/N, do something!"

"Ruben please." You pleaded, however his hands just kept smashing into Tyson's bloody face. There was no stopping him. Never had you seen Ruben so angry, so out of control.

"Ruben, please stop it." You cried and that seemed to do it.

He looked to you and then to his bloody knuckles. A low grunt left Tyson limb body that lay beneath him.

"Y/N, I'm so..."

You shook you head. Not wanting Ruben to come any closer to you. He looked both terrified and hurt by this.

"That's it. I'm calling the fucking police!" You sister said, storming out of the room in a tearful rage.

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springbloomer · 2 years

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GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

pic by me

CHARACTERS: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Disclaimer ⚠️ Characters mentioned are from the otome game Obey Me! and the concept here is purely just fanfic. Also, I still have a lot to know about the seven demon brothers (cuz i am currently stuck on lesson 17) so please be nice to me about this concept

How I think the brothers would calm us down when we're angry/ frustrated/ mad pissed about anything:

LUCIFER

If you haven't shown that side of you yet, then he'd be shocked to find you stomping around and muttering to yourself while you gritted your teeth. At first, he thought of approaching you straightforward, asking what the matter was and why you were in that state. But giving it some thought, he was going to be considerate about how you currently feel and decided to start with casual talk instead. He found this method easy for you to open up to him faster, so whatever problem you always had, he'd take that approach and it'll be solved in no time. Your conversation with Lucifer lasted hours, but once you've sorted things out, you were able to clear your mind and think straight again. "Remember, you can always talk to me about these things."

MAMMON

He thinks that the best way to talk about what's pissing you off is to distract you from it. He was probably scared at first to approach you at first, though, seeing that you were not in the mood for his mischievous vibes. Like Lucifer, he'll try to casually confront you to get to the root of your anger. "Are ya alright, MC? What's pissing ya off?" You'll immediately jump straight to the point and rant to him about your problem. He will listen to every word you'll say, because he doesn't like to see you get so worked up about other things that aren't related to grimm or his debts. After you finish, Mammon thought real hard for some ways to cool off or take your mind off of your situation. One of his suggestions was to join him for a joyride to a casino and hangout with him there. You politely declined and reasoned with him that he'll go recklessly spending all his money on bets, again. Seeing his dumbfounded face made you chuckle a bit, and it just so happened to help you think more clearly on dealing with the problem you had.

LEVIATHAN

Poor Levi didn't know that you were in a very bad mood when he asked you to come to his room to play a new game he recently bought. He yelped in fear when you practically barked at him, saying how you were definitely NOT in the mood to play. In the heat of your rant, you said something that completely destroyed him ("Your weird, freaky games can wait, Levi!") He felt as if his best friend just completely backstabbed him. Now he's the one who was mad at you (but also very sad😭) and, without hesitation, ran to his room to blow off his steam in an orderly and calm way. Of course, you felt bad about what you said and wanted to apologize to the 3rd born. You knock at his door and hear him deny your entry. You had no choice but to try and break the door down, forcing Levi to open it. When he did, he did his best to hide his tears and embarrassed face in front of you, but it was difficult because of the controller he had in his hands. You apologized to him first and sincerely told him that you didn't mean to hurt you. He knew from the start that you really didn't, so he let this one go in a short period of time. Then, he explained why he had a controller in his hands and said that it was what helps him calm down when he's mad or frustrated; by fidgeting with the buttons and joysticks and at the same time pacing and ranting around his room to blow off some steam. You tried it out, and it kinda did calm you down a little from you problem. "I don't worry if I accidentally break this one, because I have a spare one that's the same model."

SATAN

At first sight, he'd think that he found a twin of wrath because of your stomping and clenched fists. When he realized it was just you, he asked you what the situation was straight away. You ranted at him to your heart's content until you needed a moment to catch your breath. Satan seemed amused with how we were able to feel so much anger and frustration (why do I have a feeling that he is easily amused by how we express specific feelings to him) One thing was for sure that he understood how you felt and wanted to try and calm us down. Headpats. And a LOT of them. In Satan's eyes, you looked like a very angry cat who was in need of desperate calming down, and so he's treated us like one, resulting in a multitude of petting. Surprisingly, it did help you and you were able to feel the warmth of his hand against your head. That's how you ended up asking him for more. (Secretly, he liked watching you enjoy his headpats because you were his little kitten)

ASMODEUS

He panics at the sight of your expressions. This was an emergency, and he WILL NOT at ALL COSTS let you ruin your beautiful self because of your problem. "MC, you need to calm down!!" Asmo offered you to let him massage you, since he knows that it's a great way to relax and forget about problems for a little bit. You head to his room and climb on the bed, still angry and muttering nonstop to yourself. Once Asmo started massaging your back, he instantly started with the spots that made you melt into unimaginable comfort. He knew your body like the back of his hand, which he takes advantage of during the massage. Surprisingly enough, he wasn't even trying to get too intimate with his own body to yours, because he knew that it'd ruin your relaxing mood. For a moment, you nearly forgot why you were so worked up earlier, only to now remember about it. During Asmo's incredible message, you told him all about your situation in a calm tone of your voice, and asked for any kind advice from him. He was really happy that you were able to confront your problem to him because he liked helping you in any way possible (also because stress and frustration is not good for the skin-)

BEELZEBUB

Eating. 200% pure eating. That's the only solution Beel could ever think of. Stressed out lately? Go on and stress eat. Sulking for some reason? Drown yourself with some of the finest food the House of Lamentation's fridge could offer. If your lucky enough, he'll take you to a restaurant and let you order anything you feel on munching on (That is, if you could stop Mammon from tagging along with you 🙃). When you angrily chomp down on the food Beel willingly shared with you, you started to confront to him about why you got all so worked up lately. He listens to you as he gobbles up the rest of the remaining food and waits for you to finish (you talking, not eating the food). At the end, you sigh and take another bite. "I don't know about you, but if I were ever in a situation like that, I'd always being a snack with me. Food can do more than you think, MC". You took his advice and prepared yourself the next time you'd encounter another frustrating problem. (It'd work on me, no doubt 😌)

BELPHEGOR

You needed some alone time with you and your brain to think things through and to privately rant out loud. The only place you were able to do that was the attic, but you had to make sure that Belphegor wasn't occupying it at the moment. When you triple checked that the room was empty, you began to layout every single detail of your problem. At one point though, you were interrupted when a pillow hit the side of your head. "Go curse at your problems someplace else." Wait, Belphie was there the entire time?! AND he was listening?! You made sure that he wasn't anywhere in the room! Apologizing profusely, you insisted that you'll leave the room to let him get to his nap, but too late. Now that he's heard all about your situation, he decided to help you... by grabbing you out of the blue and cuddling with him. Getting over your shock, you asked him how lying on the bed with him helps your case. "Just try and get comfortable. Tell me what's bothering you, but don't tell or curse." Well, it wasn't like you had a choice, so you told him everything. By the time you finished, all Belphie did was cuddle you more. The warmth of his body felt soothing as you tried your best not to doze off. "Don't fight the urge to sleep. Naps help in clearing minds..." (After your nap with him) Rubbing your eyes awake, your anger disappeared and your mind had enough space to go over your problem clearly. You yawned and thanked Belphie, who was still asleep, for talking you into napping. Because of it, you felt more refreshed and motivated to face that problem of yours head on.

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bettyfrommars · 1 year

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Stop the World and Melt with You//Eddie MunsonxFem!reader//Part 4

⚠️18+Only, mature themes, eventual smut, slow burn, reader has some anxiety, dread, fear of the unknown, magic, mystery, strangers to lovers, sexual tension, reader and Eddie are mid 20's. Word count: 4k

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🔸The initial shock has worn off, and the reality of your situation is setting in. More unexplainable things happen, and Eddie takes you to check out the newest addition to Hawkinsgate. The connection between the two of you grows.

Much love to the handful of people who are on this strange adventure with me ❤️

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The next day, you didn’t get out of bed for a very long time. When you first opened your eyes around daybreak, you reached up on the nightstand to check the time on your phone, realized it wasn’t there, and then everything came rushing back to you so hard, it knocked the wind out of you. You sat up and looked around, pulling your knees up to your chest, hugging yourself, as the adrenaline rush of the initial shock dissipated and a deep fear of the unknown gripped you.

Even though your cognitive brain was threatening to seize up as it tried to make sense and comprehend whatever the hell was happening to you, there was a strange, calm center at your core that kept whispering that you were right where you were supposed to be, and everything would be okay.

Trust me, the inner voice told you.

But your brain said ‘no thanks’ to that and just kept spinning it’s gears, trying to make sense of something that was beyond its scope of understanding. You could feel a full blown anxiety attack mounting as you sat there, wondering how you were supposed to navigate this freaky place alone.

But you weren’t alone. You had Eddie.

Eddie.

You had this feeling that you didn’t like to rely on anyone else. People flake, people let you down. You couldn’t trust anyone but yourself.

But you had no choice but to let down your defenses here; you had to ask questions, you had to accept help. This was not just any other town—this place was surreal. Another universe, a time jump, a wrinkle in reality.

And if this is what happens when you die, you’re going to be very upset.

After being curled up in a ball under the covers for hours, staring into space, you got up to drink the rest of your water and eat the last of the gas station peanuts that were in your bag. Finding food was the next priority. You put your mind to good use trying to find things you could possibly trade.

You turned the TV on so that you wouldn’t feel so alone, and fiddled with the dial until you settled on an episode of Gilligan’s Island. You sat down on the edge of the bed, directly in front of it, shaking your head at the cheesy, ridiculous, yet comforting, premise of the show. They all ended up marooned on an island and they made the best of it, they survived. The fresh fruit they were eating looked so juicy and delicious, it made your stomach rumble. After a handful of minutes, you stood up to head over and wash your face when you froze in your tracks, your eyes locked on what was in the middle of the floor.

There was a pineapple at your feet.

A pineapple.

Wait.

A pineapple?

It looked perfectly fresh and ripe like it had just been plucked. Hold on--had someone been in your room?? The thought put your nerves on end. You stepped over the pineapple to grab the mace that was on your key ring and aimed it ahead of you as you checked the bathroom. You made sure every space, including under the bed, was empty before you inspected the front door: it was still locked with the deadbolt on.

You spun around to make eye contact with the pineapple again, and the two of you had a bit of a standoff, as people and mysteriously appearing fruit are prone to do.

“Where did you come from?” You squinted, not really expecting an answer. Now, if the pineapple sudden grew lips and spoke to you—your brain would, in fact, short circuit and reduce you to a puddle of goo on the floor.

Thankfully, it was, indeed, just a piece of non-sentient fruit.

You picked the pineapple up to put it on the round table in the front corner, and you were staring at it, wondering if you should eat it or see how much it was worth in trade when there was a knock at your door.

You pulled the curtain back to check from the window first, relieved to see that it was Eddie.

“Long time, no see, sweetheart," he cocked his head, an impish grin on his face.

You couldn’t help yourself, you sprang forward with your arms out and hugged him tight. “I can’t tell you how glad I am to see you,” you said into his shoulder, and you meant it.

You made him stumble back a step, but he wrapped his arms around you as well; his head leaning against yours and his eyes closing for a brief moment before you parted.

“Are you busy right now?” he asked, even though he imagined it to be unlikely, he didn’t want to be presumptuous.

With a start, you realized you were wearing nothing but a yellow tank top and shorts pajama set with little goats on them, and tried to hide yourself behind the door.

“Um, nothing at the moment,” you told him.

“Would you like to go for a drive with me? I want to show you something.”

Before he could finish, you were already nodding yes.

He sat outside the door in the walkway on a plastic chair to wait while you got dressed. When you finally opened the door to let him know you were ready, you only had one more question:

“Can I bring my pineapple? I want to keep an eye on it.”

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He picked you up in an old blue and white van with porthole windows. He told you that he found the original model abandoned, baking in the sun, and he rebuilt the engine with Gary’s help.

You held the pineapple in between your legs so it wouldn’t get tossed around in the back seat or on the floorboard.

Eddie was impressed, but not entirely surprised, that a tropical piece of fruit appeared in your room.

“Pineapples don’t show up here very often,” he nodded, both hands on the steering wheel. “You could easily trade for a week of food at the diner for that baby.”

“But why was it in my room? How did it get there?”

“How does anything get here?” Eddie made a turn around a bend of trees among tall grasses, and then down a row of mismatched houses. A few were sunken into the ground on one side like they didn’t belong together at all. Some were from the 80’s, a couple were from the mid-century, and then there was an air stream trailer with a few plastic pink flamingos sticking up in the grass outside.

“Who lives there?” You asked, pointing at the trailer.

“No one, I don’t think,” Eddie ducked his head down to get a better look as he drove by. “That one just showed up a few days ago.”

...just showed up…

He looped around to the main road and you ended up in the vast, empty parking lot of what appeared to be an abandoned mall. The pavement was cracked and there were tufts of grass sprouting up through the fissures. The building looked almost sunken in on one side like it had literally dropped there from the sky. The glass was broken out in some of the windows, and the name of the mall across the archway was completely shattered.

“Honey, we’re home,” he chirped, looking pleased with himself at the joke.

“Oh, great,” you said halfheartedly, wrapping your arms around your pineapple.

“Stay there,” he told you as he got out so he could go around and open the door for you.

You put one foot out, but he could tell you were worried to leave your pineapple alone, so he took off his jean vest. “Here put it in the back seat and cover it with this. No one comes here. It will be safe.”

You did as he suggested, and then you followed him into the mall.

He pulled out a huge key ring that made him look like a professional janitor. “My uncle Wayne is in charge of the electricity for these new buildings when they appear. This whole place will be open to the public in a few days, but we get first dibs.”

“Open to the public,” you took in the crumbling nature of the building. “You mean it will be a fully functioning mall?”

“Haha, no,” Eddie said as he reached the main double doors. “People can come and trade or bid on things that they want. Clothes, books, you name it. Whatever is in here.”

You thought about that as you entered the big, echoing expanse of the main entrance.

It wasn’t empty though. There were no people around, but you could see through the cracked store windows that most of the shops still had merchandise in them. The clap of your boots sounded loud enough to be tap shoes as they met with the floor, and you reached a big structure that had once been a fountain. There was no water inside of it, but there were still hundreds, if not thousands, of coins at the bottom. A few birds fluttered to the fountain, and you tilted your head back to see the enormous glass skylight above that had been shattered in one part, letting nature in. For a few precious moments there, you weren’t worrying about where you came from, or where you were.

Eddie was watching you; enjoying the stunned look of awe on your face.

“So,” he stepped up close, bumping your arm with his. “What do you want to do first?”

You met his mischievous gaze as a smile crept across your face.

Next thing you knew, the two of you were peddling bicycles up and down the first floor, screaming, giggling, and racing each other. Your bike had blue and white streamers flying out from the handlebars, and Eddie’s was a black and red dirt bike. You rode around the makeup counters by yourself at Macy’s, trying on lipsticks, and taking a few sample packets of face wash and lotion from behind the counter. You both squealed to a stop in front of an arcade, and then Eddie switched the power on while you scrambled in he fountain to fill your pockets with coins.

You beat his score at Pac-Man, and when you turned to stick your tongue out at him to gloat at your victory, he was bent over and his face was close, right at your shoulder, and you were both gripped with a surge of intensity; lips parted, hovering mere inches apart. Your gaze lifted to his chocolate button eyes and he whispered, “beginners luck,” before turning away from you, flustered, jumping back on his bike, waving at you to follow him.

The second floor was home to the food court, and you didn’t dare touch the old, dried up pans of pizza, but there were packaged sandwiches that appeared to be only a day or two old. After a quick inspection of the contents, you both decided you were too hungry to worry about it and devoured them. You grabbed a plastic bag and filled it with sacks of chips, cookies, and some other sealed goods.

Eddie found you staring at an outfit on a mannequin in a store window, and he snuck up behind you, fingers sinking gently into your ribs, and you yelped.

“Go try it on,” he told you, in regards to the outfit. “Take it if you like it.”

“I feel bad taking things from here, for some reason,” you admitted. You didn’t feel bad about taking the food, because it was a necessity, and most of it would go bad anyway, but clothes? They just didn’t seem as important to you in the moment.

“When they open this place to the public in a couple days, people will wipe these stores clean without any hesitation,” he assured you. “Take it. You deserve it.”

You worked your jaw for a few seconds, thinking, and then you were back in the fitting room putting it on. You liked it so much, you put your old clothes in a big, square paper bag with a handle. On your way out to model the new outfit for Eddie, another piece of clothing caught your eye, and you slipped it in your bag, along with a pair of shoes that were your size. You hoped you had an opportunity to wear them down the road.

The places you both spent the longest at were the record store for Eddie, and the bookstore for you. You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but the light coming through the main skylight was getting dim. Eddie found you around the far aisle, on the floor with a book in your lap, and he showed you the sack of tapes and vinyl he picked out.

“This one is for you, kiddo,” he said with a wink, holding up a blank Memorex tape. “I’ve got some songs in mind I want to put on here fore you.”

“Hey, wait, I got you something too,” you lifted your eyebrows, turning to the stack of items at your side. You picked up the gift and sprang to your feet. It was a black, leather bound journal, and you found a nice pen to clip onto the side of it.

Eddie moved his lips infinitesimally as he looked down, turning it over in his hands to feel the indentations of the embossed cover.

“It’s a journal,” you offered, unable to read his silence. “For when you write music, or whatever.” At the diner, he mentioned that he used to play guitar and write music, but that he didn’t have much time for it anymore.

“You…” Eddie stammered. “You were thinking about me?”

His eyes met yours and your first instinct was to say, “always,” but instead, you punched him playfully in the arm and reminded him that it was getting late and you wanted to check on your pineapple.

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Eddie’s van was still the only vehicle in the parking lot, and you were careful not to trip on the ruptured, split pavement as you carried all of your bags back with you.

Your pineapple was glad to see you. You put it inside of Eddie’s vest and buttoned it up to make it look like the pineapple was a dude in a jacket and the flourish of green leaves was his hair. You held it in the crook of your arm and show it to Eddie, proudly, as you secured the seatbelt across the two of you.

“What should we name him?”

“I can’t give him a name, it will be too hard to get rid of him,” you admitted. “Speaking of trading, is there some kind of supermarket around here where I can buy some groceries?”

Eddie took you to the Family Grocer that was settled into the foundation much like the mall, but it was actually full of cool stuff. Eddie stayed in the van to listen to some of his new tapes, and you took your pineapple son in to the store with you and place him in the front seat of your cart proudly with his vest on.

There were jellies and jams and produce from local farms, but then there was also exotic boxed and canned goods from other countries, labels written in foreign languages. Everything was in designated sections, but also mismatched; no more than two of one certain brand. The deli meats all came from local livestock, and they had a few of those trinket machines by the door. You slipped a few of your quarters in that you took from the fountain and got some fake tattoos for you and Eddie.

You grabbed a few essentials, including some gallons of water and the soda you had been craving, plus some canned goods, and a can opener. You weren’t sure how much the pineapple would get you, so you were cautious at first, but then the girl at the checkout stand called her manager over to show him what you were trading with, and they told you to pick out as much as you wanted.

You assumed that meant within reason, but you went back and got six pack of beer and beef jerky sticks and pink lady apples and some shampoo and conditioner.

You loaded the groceries into the side of Eddie’s van, and then you handed him back his denim vest, and gave him a sad but resigned look. “He was a good boy. He’ll always be in our hearts.”

“Can I cook you dinner tonight, as a thank you?” You asked as he put the van into gear. “I mean, we’d have to go to your place. My motel room doesn’t have a kitchen.”

Eddie hesitated, not because he didn’t like your suggestion, but because his place was a pigsty.

“Or, not,” you cleared your throat, taking his long pause as him not knowing how to tell you no. “I just wanted to...do something nice for you. Since you bought dinner the other day.”

“Oh, I’d love it,” he choked out, not wanting to give you the wrong idea. “Just give me an hour, okay? I need to clean the place up a bit.”

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Eddie gave you directions to the trailer park he lived in, and you caught him frantically sweeping the porch as you drove up. His hair was wet, and he looked nervous, but excited to see you. One trailer over, there was an older man with gray hair on the porch smoking a cigarette, and he lifted a hand to give you a partial wave.

Eddie introduced the two of you. “That’s my uncle Wayne,” he pointed, holding the broom like a guitar. “He’s my neighbor.”

“Oh okay,” you smiled back at him, unable to wave because you had a grocery bag in each hand. “Would you like to have dinner with us?” You called out across the way to him.

“He works the night shift,” Eddie let you know, jumping over the porch to help you carry things, his wallet chain hitting the banister as he vaulted over like a super hero. “But I’ll save some for him.”

Eddie was out of breath, and you could tell he’d been frantically trying to straighten up. There were a couple of empty beer cans on the coffee table in front of the sofa and he rushed to pick them up as you entered.

“Well,” he held his arms out to his sides, fingers clutching the cans. “This is the castle. It’s not much, but it’s mine.”

“I love it,” you said, honestly. It was cozy and scattered and so...Eddie. He helped you put things down in the kitchen and you noticed that the drying rack by the sink was full of dishes still dripping wet. He gave you the tour down the hall to the bathroom, but said he preferred not to show you his bedroom just yet because it was a disaster, and you respected that. You stopped to look at a framed photo in the hall that looked it was a 7 or 8 year old Eddie holding a fish up next to a man who resembled a younger Wayne. The frame was made of glued on elbow macaroni.

Eddie exhaled a breath as he leaned his hip against the counter. “Can I help you? Do you need anything?”

You asked him to show you where the pots were as you put some things in the fridge. “Here,” you said, handing him the 6 pack of beer. “Open two of these for us.”

You had a strong feeling you were not a gourmet chef, but you knew how to make spaghetti with red sauce and garlic bread. Eddie tried to give you room by staying in the living room, but he realized that he liked being close to you, and it made him keep circling back through the kitchen to tell you it smelled good or to crack a joke about something that happened earlier in the day at the mall.

At no point during dinner did you think about anything else than who you were sitting across from and the stories he was telling you. Throughout your day, you wondered about things like how you knew how to boil noodles, but couldn’t remember where you grew up or the names of your parents. Had you been raised by both parents? Or maybe an eccentric aunt who lived in a haunted house in the woods?

“I’ve decided I’m just going to make up a past for myself,” you told Eddie, dipping your garlic bread in the red sauce. “I mean, it’s a blank slate, right? So, I figure I can just give myself the life I want.”

Eddie could feel the shift; the moment you stopped trying to get back to wherever you were from and decided you liked being in that moment with him. As selfish as it was: he didn’t want you to go back. He had wanted you to stay from the start, but now he felt like it might rip his guts out if one day you just weren’t there. He didn’t know how it all worked, but maybe if you truly believed that you belonged there, and stopped trying to search for another place, you wouldn’t slip away. There was always a chance. He wasn’t ready to tell you that he knew you before he met you, because he didn’t want it to scare you away.

You were putting the dishes in the sink and loading the rest of the food into mismatched Tupperware containers from the 70’s for Eddie and Wayne, when you remembered something.

“I almost forgot!” You spun around and darted out the door to run to your truck without any explanation, leaving the front door open as you went. It was dark out and the sunset over the trees was a loud pink and orange. A few crickets serenaded you from under the porch.

You slammed the door to your old truck shut and bounced up the stairs with two flat pieces of white cardboard pinched between your fingers.

There were one of each, and you held them up to Eddie who had his arms braced high in the door frame, waiting for you with a curious look. For a second, the way he was standing there made you catch your breath. His shirt had drifted up to exposed the trail of hair above his belt and the glimpse of a tattoo on his lower stomach. Eddie caught you looking and smiled at you, blushing slightly.

“Um,” you made your way over to the door, but then he didn’t move out of your way, he just slid his back against one side of the frame so that you had to share the rectangle opening with him. You kept one foot on the porch and stepped the other into the linoleum floor, smelling his fresh, soapy skin and whatever spicy vanilla shampoo he used. Your knee touched his and you could feel his eyes searching your face as your attention was on the little cardboard envelopes in your hand.

Finally, you met his eyes, “I thought we could both get tattooed tonight.”

You hadn’t opened them to see what the designs were yet, so when the two of you sat down at the kitchen table, you had an idea. “Okay, you pick, and whichever one you get, you have to put it on no matter what it is. Same for me.”

“Deal,” Eddie tilted his chin at you with an air of confidence, not afraid to wear a pink kitten on the skin of his forearm, if that is what it came down to.

Eddie opened his and pumped his fist in the air, triumphantly, happy with his choice.

You opened yours and all of the color drained from your face.

“This must be a mistake,” you whispered.

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