#gonna reblog this w a gif of their kiss if it happens

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

hiii i luv ur work^^ can i request a fic where carmy get sucked off so good it makes his brain short-circuit a little? like he came home all tired and pent up n reader just "blow" it all away. wanna see this man get taken care of🥺 he's alway got so much on his mind i just wanna see him fucked till his brain is empty

Short Circuit.

Carmy doesn’t know how to shut his brain off. Luckily, you do.

pairing - roommate!carmen berzatto x female reader

warnings - smut. cursing.

word count - 1.8k

authors note - carmy’s a little bitch in this one!! mwahahaha!! to my love who requested - i’m sorry I ended up making him a bit pathetic here, but in my defence… he does give off the energy of a wet cat, so. this set in the roommates universe, but the fics have no particular order <3

if you enjoyed, please reblog!! reblogs are the only way to circulate my fics, which in turn creates more. <3

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“Sit the fuck down.”

Carmy blinks at you like a deer caught in headlights, confused and struggling to process.

“W-what?”

“You heard me, Carmen. Sit the fuck down before I shove you there myself.”

You gesture at the couch only a few feet away, crossing your arms over your chest expectantly.

He exhales shakily before placing his mug of coffee on the kitchen counter, walking over to do as you ordered.

He’s never really been bossed around by you before. Sure, you scold him occasionally, warn him when he does something wrong, but never like this. He can’t tell if he likes it. He thinks that maybe he does.

He gets comfy on the couch, sitting back against the cushions and spreading his legs. His white t shirt spreads deliciously across his broad shoulders, tight and worn. His old flannel pyjama pants look so cosy, you itch to reach out and run your hand across them.

Carmy’s watching you curiously, waiting for your next move. He can’t predict what’s going to happen, which would usually make him nervous. But right now, he’s got electricity buzzing through his veins, crackling and charged.

You set your own mug down and saunter over in his direction, as if you have all the time in the world. You stop at the window and shut the blinds, smirking over your shoulder when he raises his eyebrows in a silent question.

“Don’t want to give the neighbours a show.”

Carmy’s breath hitches in his chest, panting with anticipation. You crack your knuckles and stretch your arms above your head, suppressing a laugh when you see his eyes glued to the skin you expose between your t shirt and pyjama pants.

You stand in front of where he’s sat, patient and waiting. You look so tall, looking down on him, so completely powerful. He’s suddenly very confused by his own feelings.

“I’m sick of you bitching and moaning,” you begin, dropping to your knees on the patterned rug. “So I’m gonna make you shut the fuck up.”

Carmy suddenly sits up straight, full attention captured.

“What?”

“God, do you ever listen, Carmen?”

He’s silenced by your rebuttal, so you continue.

“You’re stressed to the max, and you don’t know how to leave work at work. You bring it home, complain for hours, and then wonder why you can’t relax. You need to shut your brain off.”

Carmy swallows harshly, eyes never leaving yours.

“And how am I supposed to do that?”

“You’re not. I’m gonna do it for you.”

With that, you rise up onto your knees so you’re face to face with your roommate.

“You okay with this?” you whisper, searching his features for any signs of trepidation.

“More than okay,” he breathes, leaning in to you. “Kiss me first? Please?”

You don’t think anyone would be able to resist him in this moment, when he looks and asks so pretty.

“Whatever you want, babe.”

You press your lips to his gently, resting the waters. Carmy instantly pulls you in with his arms around your back, deepening the kiss. You slip your tongue into his mouth and take control, nipping at his bottom lip when he gets too cocky.

“I’m in charge,” you tell him lowly. “If you wanna stop, say stop. But otherwise, I’m gonna keep going until you can’t remember your own name.”

Carmen’s eyes roll back at the promise, head hitting the sofa behind him as he groans. You settle back down between his legs, pulling his pyjama pants off and throwing them aside.

You trail open mouthed kisses up his thighs, starting at his knee and ending at his hip. Occasionally you bite down, soothing the sting with your tongue as you go. When he starts to fidget, you fully sink your teeth into his muscle, sharp and warning. He flinches, and you smirk.

“Patience, Carmen.”

“Don’t wanna be fuckin’ patient,” he grumbles under his breath, petulant as ever.

You look up at him firmly, and he gets the message.

Running your fingers up and down his thigh, you sit and enjoy the way goosebumps rise across his skin. You’re on a power trip, buzzing with the adrenaline of having a man like Carmy at your mercy.

“Good things come to those who wait,” you tease, before dancing your fingertips across the material of his boxers. His hips buck up into your hand and you relent, pulling his underwear down and off in one quick move.

He hisses as the cool air of the room hits his heated skin, the combination of sensations overwhelming.

You kiss along his hipbones, tasting salt and the musk that’s so Carmy. Nudging your nose into the juncture of his thigh, you chuckle when he shudders.

“Please, babe.”

“What do you want, Carm?”

“Just- just do something, please. Anything.”

Maybe it’s the rare show of manners, or maybe it’s his pleading tone, but you finally take pity on him. Grasping him in your hand, you give your wrist an experimental twist, biting your lip when he groans.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, all breathy and strained. He sounds so pretty like this, all loose limbed and pliable. “Shit, babe. Yeah.”

You take your time learning what he likes. Twisting, pulling, applying a little pressure. Carmy is writhing in his seat, completely unable to keep still. You keep pushing his hips back down firmly, putting him in his place.

He has his eyes screwed shut, head thrown back into the couch cushions, gorgeous neck exposed. You take him by surprise by wrapping your lips around him, sucking gently. His hand flies to your head, grasping for grip, for any kind of anchor.

You double down on your efforts, twisting your wrist as you hollow your cheeks. You rake the nails of your other hand down his thigh, squeezing occasionally to let him know you’re still good.

You feel his muscles go tense, knuckles gripping the cushion underneath him. He’s right on the edge - you can sense it.

So, you stop.

You pull away completely, laughing when his eyes shoot open, brows furrowed together.

“W-what? What the fuck? Why’d you stop?”

“Because I can.”

Carmy doesn’t even have the energy to come up with a sarcastic response. Instead, he sinks further into the couch, looking down at you with those big blue eyes.

“Babe.”

“So whiny. Jesus, Carmen, have some self respect.”

On any other day, he wouldn’t take that lying down. He’d sass you twice as hard, smirking when you roll your eyes. But today, he doesn’t have it in him.

“Please.”

“Oh you sound so pretty when you beg.”

He blushes, heat blooming up his chest and across his cheeks. He reaches out and traces your lips with his thumb, a tender gesture among all of the filth currently occurring.

“Do it more.”

He blinks at you, wondering if he heard you correctly.

“What?”

“Listen for once in your life, Berzatto. I said, do it more. Beg. Beg for it, and I’ll make you come.”

Carmy thinks he might have died and gone to heaven. He’s never seen this side of you before - in all honesty, you didn’t know it existed. He’s discovering a lot about himself tonight, and as confusing as it is, he’s loving it.

“Please, honey. Please.”

You click your tongue disapprovingly, shaking your head.

“Nuh uh. I want you to beg so hard that I am dripping, Carmen. Make it count.”

“You’re getting off on this,” he chuckles in disbelief. “Fuck, that’s so hot.”

You mime tapping an imaginary watch on your wrist, signalling him to hurry up. In reality, you’d kneel here on the rug all night if he wanted, content to watch him all high strung and flushed.

“Okay, okay. Sweetheart, please. Fuck, I need it. Need it so bad. Need you so bad. Just- give me anything, something, please.”

His voice has gone all breathy, shaky and unsure. He sounds like he’s on the verge of tears, and the mental image of him crying because of you turns you on more than it should.

“Oh baby,” you coo. “Was that so hard? Hmm?”

He shakes his head, bitten lip between his teeth.

“Gonna give you what you need now, because you were so good. My pretty, pretty boy.”

It might be your tone, or it might be because you called him your boy, but Carmy melts. He’s nothing but a puddle, mewling and panting, no coherent thoughts left in his brain.

You get back to work, hollowing your cheeks and working whatever you can’t fit in your mouth with your soft hands. You swirl your tongue, pressing it to the underside of him when you pull back slightly for air.

You wonder, for a second, if you’ve broken your roommate. Nonsense is leaving his lips in constant streams, babbling under his breath like he’s lost his mind.

“Yeah baby, keep going please, please don’t stop.”

“Fuck you’re so good, s’good, so good.”

“Just wanna come, please honey, I’ll do anything. Anything you want.”

“Ohhh, yesyesyes, oh fuck, thank you baby, shit.”

You keep humming in response, and the vibrations are Carmy’s undoing. His hips jolt upwards as his back arches off the couch, fingers scrambling for purchase. He hits the back of your throat and you groan, letting him ride it out however he needs. He relaxes back into his original position, body completely spent.

You squeeze his thigh to get his attention, making sure he watches as you swallow everything he’s given to you. He groans, low and tired, shaking his head with a smile on his face. You rest your head on his leg, looking up at him.

“You good, Carm?”

He nods, trying to gather the energy to answer you properly.

“Yeah,” he says after a while. “I genuinely think I’ve never been better.”

You laugh, and the sound makes him grin, all slow and saccharine.

“I can’t move. Think you’ve ruined me.”

“That was the plan,” you wink, standing up and pulling his boxers back up his legs.

You grab a bottle of water from the kitchen, watching as he downs it all in one go. Sitting next to him on the couch, he pulls you into his side, slotting you there perfectly.

“Thank you,” he whispers into the evening dusk of the room. “Not just for making me come harder than I ever have in my life. But, you know… for everything.”

You chuckle, intertwining your fingers with his.

“Of course. You’d do the same for me.”

“Next time you have a bad day, I’m gonna throw you on the couch and eat you out until you cry.”

You groan, pinching his thigh in warning.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

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[4law]

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 ❞ — 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 !

pairings : ace, crocodile, doflamingo, luffy, marco, mihawk, sanji, zoro x f!reader

contains : brat taming, brat taming, brat taming, dacryphilia, overstimulation, size and strength kink, degradation, teasing, mild belly bulge, mating press, choking, subspace / dumbification, + individual tags!

info : 3,000 words. smut. minors/ageless blogs dni. best in dark mode. reblogs are greatly appreciated!

filled requests : one & two. thank you!

— 𝐀𝐂𝐄 ｡ riding, mating press, teasing, size kink, “pretty”

“what’s got you so worked up today, huh?” ace coos, hands gripping the globes of your ass to roughly bounce you up and down his length. your mouth falls open at the fullness, your own nails digging into the muscles of his back to fight the moans threatening to escape your lips.

“you’ve been such a brat..”

he knows you won’t respond, and he knows you’re doing everything in your power to hold back your moans from him. you’re well aware that he’s addicted to the sounds you make, but you’d hate to admit that you just want to see what happens when the second commander of the whitebeard pirates gets impatient with you.

“well?” ace chuckles, shifting his thighs to bounce you deeper on his cock— forcing you to take the entirety of it as you choke out a moan. “you got a reason?”

the subtle smirk on his face widens a bit when he feels you struggle so hard to take him, lewd noises coming directly from your dripping cunt. he tilts his head to plant sloppy kisses down your neck, heavy breaths fanning against your skin.

you can feel his lips tug into a knowing grin. “ahh…i know,” ace whispers just below your ear, “did you just want an excuse for me to stuff with you with my dick?”

you don’t respond, but he doesn’t miss the way your walls tighten around him at the lewd suggestion. you want it bad, you want what he has to offer you, but you want to push him a little more.

“no response huh…” he feigns ignorance.

you’re suddenly flipped onto your back, ace’s muscular body looming over yours as his hands hold each thigh to your chest. “w-wait!” you stutter out.

“if you aren’t gonna respond, i’ll just have to make you show me your voice,” he coos, pressing your thighs up into a mating press to bury his dick back inside your throbbing hole. this angle is deeper, his cock reaching the deepest parts inside of you. “you like it like this, don’t you?”

“i know. because you always tighten up so much.”

ace’s gaze is fixated on your hole, watching it desperately try and swallow his fat length as he pounds into you with pure strength. he loves the sight of it, your juices dripping onto his cock and the way his balls slap against your body with each thrust.

“lemme hear it, pretty. all the cute noises you make for me when you cum. all of them.”

— 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐄 ｡ cunninglingus, overstimulation, is consensual, term “doll” and “brat,” hair pulling (his)

crocodile lets you act out. he lets you hold his head against your cunt, lets you grab a big fistful of his hair and violently tug him closer to you. with every tug, he narrows his eyes at you, a glare that you thought served as an empty warning, simply because he never pulled away from you, but you were wrong.

he lets you do as you wish, eating you out at your pace until you’re too fucked out to even hold his head anymore. that’s when he starts acting on his own desires.

his big arms are wrapped snuggly around your middle to keep you perfectly still for him, forcing you to let him eat you out the way he wants to. his tongue is moving all over your cunt, dragging the flat of his tongue roughly against your pearl before slurping at your slick, lips tugging into a smirk when your thighs tremble in his hold.

“you were suffocating me just a few minutes, doll,” he teases, watching your expressions.

“n…no more, crocodile, ‘m sorry.”

your words come out slurred, half lidded eyes staring at him, the one who’s settled between your thighs with his hands easily wrapped around each leg. your hand comes to grasp at his head weakly, only for his much larger hand to lace itself between your fingers, giving you a squeeze as a silent warning before pinning your arm off to your side.

“quit squirming, you brat,” he warns, eyes locking with yours before his lips tug into a smirk.

he absolutely loves this look on your face, the one you make when you’re fucked dumb, squirmy body finally still as you accept your fate and take what he has to offer.

crocodile tilts his head, resting his cheek on the inside of your thigh to look up at you through his lashes, chuckling when your cheeks fill with heat at his gaze.

“i’ll show you what happens to brats who act up.”

— 𝐃𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎 ｡ tw dacryphilia, mild choking, term “slut,” size & maybe strength kink

on a normal day, just trying to take doflamingo’s cock was a challenge in itself. it takes a lot of prep, a lot of lube, and a lot of time before you can manage to fit even half of it in your little hole. today is no different, the thickness of his cock practically splitting you in half as it pummels the deepest parts of you.

a large hand slams over your mouth, muffling your sobs. “don’t make me so mad,” doflamingo coos into your ear, “how many times do i have to tell you?”

he lifts your smaller frame up with ease, until just the head of his cock is sheathed inside your cunt. “you know what happens when you make me mad, don’t you?”

you shyly nod, sniffling into your arm as he watches in amusement. he doesn’t hide the fact that he gets off to you struggling to take him, and the faces you make when your attitude finally breaks down— the face you make when you realize you never had a chance to take control of what would happen in the first place.

a loud squeal escapes your lips when doflamingo suddenly slams you back on his length, entire cock buried inside your cunt in one swift movement. “y-yes! i know what happens—” you hiccup, heat rising to your cheeks when he chuckles.

“that’s my little slut…you’re so smart..” he grins, finger hooking underneath your chin to force your eyes to lock with his. “tell me what happens when you make me mad.”

“i have to…t-take…whatever you give me..!”

there’s a short pause, and your stomach sinks when his tongue clicks at your error, hand wrapping around your throat in an instant. “wrong.”

“why…!”

he chuckles harder, not missing the way your walls clench so pathetically around the cock splitting you open. “it’s not ‘have to.’ he corrects, squeezing your throat gently until you squeeze your eyes shut and whine.

“you get to. it’s my gift. be sure to remember it, even after i fuck all the thoughts outta you.”

— 𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 ｡ extremely mild belly bulge, luffy pins u down by ur hands & then ur stomach, overstimulation

luffy’s hand wraps around both of yours, pinning them high above your head as he pounds into you with swift thrusts.

“i said stop moving.”

his voice is just a bit lower than usual, a tinge of seriousness in his tone. he’s always relentless with you, hips moving against yours on pure instinct as your body sways up and down from his roughness, his figure reduced to a blur.

a heavy grunt escapes his lips, and his free hand pushes down on your stomach to keep you from arching. “i gotta keep you still,” he exhales, “or i’m gonna slip out.”

his breath hitches in his throat when he feels it. with the angle he’s pounding into you from, he can faintly feel the outline of his dick when he bottoms out, just barely able to feel it underneath the skin of your stomach.

“i’m d-deep,” he stutters loudly, wide eyes suddenly darkening at the thought of his cock so deep inside you. his pace doesn’t falter, and he adjusts his thighs to pound into you harder, to see just how deep he can really get.

you’re too overstimulated to even whine, let alone complain, and your eyes roll back as you let him hold you down and use you. he never even gave you a chance to be a brat, holding you down with so much strength that you have no other choice but to lay there and take everything he has to offer you.

you can never tell if he’s being selfish or selfless, but you aren’t able to think that much right now anyways. especially not after he’s just figured out how much you tighten for him when he applies a bit of pressure onto your front.

“stay still. i wanna get deeper,” he says, fingers coming to rub at your clit. “wanna see how much further i can go. and i wanna see your face when i do it.”

— 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎 ｡ tw dacryphilia (extremely mild & just a mention), term “baby,” kisses, light choking

“you needa behave, baby,” marco sighs into your ear. “or do i needa teach you all over again?”

his eyes narrow in on the way your hole desperately flutters around his length, your legs wrapped around his hips to pull him in closer. he wants to take his time with you though, and you’re not letting him.

“did i not teach you well last time?” he coos, hips moving agonizingly slow against yours. “i thought i did…seeing you cry over how well i was fucking you…”

a deep groan escapes his lips when your walls tighten around his cock in response, fluttering eagerly around his length. “is that it?” he sighs, “you want that again?”

he chuckles when you nod, a visible pout on your face from how slow he’s going. you want more. you want him to pin you down by the neck and pound you with his full strength— not to say that the way his cock is slowly dragging against your walls isn’t already bringing you to the edge.

“all you had to do was ask, pretty.”

marco’s hand comes to wrap gently around your neck, half lidded eyes watching your expressions carefully as he picks up the pace, aiming to pummel the spot that has you seeing stars the fastest.

your jaw drops at the roughness, your thighs barely able to continue hugging his hips— so your arms come to wrap around him, pulling him onto you and accidentally pushing him deeper inside you. your eyes widen from the way he’s slamming directly into your cervix.

“d-deep!” you stammer out, eyes wide from just how far inside his dick feels, your cunt completely full each time he bottoms out. you arch your back, a futile attempt to escape the overstimulation he’s giving you, but his hand quickly wraps around your neck, keeping you pinned on his bed so he can have his way with you.

“well, that’s what happens when you latch onto me like a koala huh?” he chuckles, leaning down to prop himself onto his elbows as he plants wet kisses along your jawline.

“why don’t you spread those pretty legs wider for me? let’s see if you can feel me in your stomach.”

— 𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊 ｡ u sent him nudes while he was at a meeting, lingerie

“i was at a meeting.”

mihawk’s voice is low, holding both of your wrists behind your back with a single hand as he bends you over his dining table. “could you not wait until i came back?”

you can’t hide the cheeky grin spreading across your face. your curiosity got the best of you, wondering how the greatest swordsman would react if you sent him a photo of you in lingerie, black lace with green accents accentuating your curves so nicely for him.

and of course, you knew he’d be mad, but you didn’t know he’d look so hot like this. “can’t wait,” you retort, lips tugging into a grin when you think of an idea. “i haven’t been able to cum in a long time after all.”

there’s a brief moment of silence, your own stomach flipping at the realization that you just indirectly accused a warlord of not being able to make you finish.

you gasp when your thong is pulled upwards, lace slipping roughly between your folds as he tugs on it. mihawk sighs heavily above you, eyeing you with an unknown expression you wish you could see right now.

“you need to get put in your place.” he says flatly, letting go of the fabric to have it slap against your skin. a hand comes down to press on your back when you jolt upwards, keeping you flat against the table for him. “you’ve been too bold. sending me those pictures while i was out, and acting the way you are now..”

“don’t think that you’ll be able to come out of this room able to walk.”

— 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 ｡ praise, “angel,” “my love,” cunninglingus

sanji is always so eager to please you. his hands are running up and down your sides, head nestled comfortably between your thighs. his eyes are focused on your cunt, grinning at the way you’re dripping— all of that for him.

“what am i going to do with you, angel?” he sighs, but you know good and well that he’s happy to take care of you.

your hands roughly tug at his disheveled hair, pulling him closer to your throbbing cunt, but he doesn’t budge. he’s gently massaging your tits, letting you relax in his touch.

“you just have to ask nicely, and i’ll give you what you deserve. say ‘please’ for me.”

you want to act up, you really do, but he’s so precise with his touches, fingers tugging at your nipples before lightly rolling them between his fingers, drawing the prettiest noises from your lips.

“did you hear me, my love?”

sanji slowly drags the flat of his tongue up your thigh, cock twitching at the way you shiver from it. “if you’re good for me, i’ll make you feel even better,” he whispers into you.

“p-please…sanji,” you mumble against the back of your hand.

his heart flutters at how cute you are, hiding behind your hand even when your legs are spread wide open to let him in. he lets out a chuckle— one only filled with adoration and love— before his hands hook around your thighs, pulling you flush against his face.

in an instant, two fingers are deep inside your cunt, curling them against your favorite spot as his tongue eagerly flicks over your clit. he knows your spots like the back of his hand, and he knows each reaction you’ll give him depending on where he touches you.

“see?” he says between licks, “it was easy, wasn’t it? now i’ll reward my angel.”

his fingers curl faster against your spot, pummeling it with frightening precision as you sob loudly.

“cum for me if you want your next reward.”

— 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 ｡ very heavy overstimulation, dumbification / touch of subspace

“what do i have to do for you to stop teasing me in public?” he snarls from where he’s looming over you, arms trapping you against his workout bench as he buries his cock inside your cunt. “huh? answer me.”

he didn’t intend on fucking the life out of you, but the sight of you, too overwhelmed by how he feels, only makes him harder.

your mouth falls open when he pounds into you faster, body rocking up and down with the force of his thrusts. he’s so big when he’s hovering over you like this, wide chest reduced to a blur as your eyes roll back.

“want me to bend you over your own bed and take you until you’re too dumb to think up these little plans of yours?”

he’s not sure if you can comprehend what he’s saying, but he continues anyways, bringing a thumb down to swipe over your clit roughly, drawing a loud cry from you.

“tell me. what’s it gonna take?”

“i don’t…i don’t know….” you sob, chest heaving up and down from the overstimulation. his pace doesn’t falter, hips brutally slamming into yours. “need me to fuck the manners into you? stuff you with load after load until you’re full?”

his hand dips down to squeeze your cheeks together, puffing your lips out as he makes you look at him. “where’d your sass go?” he snarls.

“you tell me, since you wanna be a brat so bad. what’s it gonna be?”

“z-zoro…needa cum..” you slur, half lidded eyes pleading with his to the best of your ability. “let me…”

he watches as your mouth falls open again, back of your hand covering your eyes as you lay there and take it. your cunt is barely able to keep up, dripping hole spreading to let him deeper inside and take care of you. “can’t talk anymore, huh?” he grins.

he cups the back of your head, lifting your body closer to his to let you cling onto him like a koala. “it’s too early for you to drift away though. come back.”

“i still needa teach you a thing or two.”

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[thehusbandoden]

MHA boys reacting to you torturing an Endeavor plushy.

(Izuku, Bakugou, Shoto, Hawks, and Dabi).

Umm yeah I don't know what happened.. lol can't ensure the quality, but they're all pretty short.

Giggling evily, you stabbed the other arm savagely. Taking a moment to twist the needle around, you admired your work. The Endeavor plushy had stuffing spilt out along his legs, arms and crotch. The weapon that caused such destruction was still in-between your thumb and index finger as you continued to poke holes throughout the plushy's body, making sure not to end his life.. yet. As you move to make the killing blow, you heard the door open.

Midoriya Izuku:

As the door opened, you turned to see your boyfriend: Izuku. Glancing at the time, you realized that it was already study time. "B-B-Baby?!" Izuku squeaked, eyeing the torn up plushy under needle point. "Oh! Hey Zuku! I'll be done in a minute! Ooh or I'll let him slowly bleed out!" You giggle, eyeing the plushy with disgust. "W-what are you doing to Endeavor san?" Izuku asked nervously, awkwardly sitting on the edge of your bed. "Making him pay. Todoroki san told me about him.. and he fired my (parent/guardian)." "O-oh.." "Would you like to try!?" "N-no thanks.. in fact... I'll see you tomorrow.. I'm gonna go.." I nodded, giving Izuku a smile before getting back to mercilessly murdering the scumbag.

Bakugou Katsuki:

"What are you doing." Bakugou grumbled, crimson eyes focused on the torn up doll on the ground. "Oh! Hey I'm just working on some hobbies while I wait for you." You reply, acting like it was completely normal. "What the actual f-" "Shh just be quiet about it! Let's start, I need to help you with your math!" "(Y/n). I'm the one helping you." "Pshh okay. We can say that."

Todoroki Shoto:

"Baby. This is unacceptable." I jumped at Shoto's disappointed voice. "But Shoto! He's a jerk!" "I'm very aware. But that doesn't excuse the fact that you were enjoying yourself without me." "Oh- Baby I'm so sorry! Here, let's burn all of his limbs off together." It took a few plushies to satisfy Shoto's hunger for vengeance, but we did get there.

Hawks: (🤣😂)

"(Y/N) (L/N)!" Hawks screeched, lunging toward the injured doll. "DON'T YOU DARE SAVE HIM! YOU HEARD WHAT THAT POOR BOY WENT THROUGH!" You yell, running away with the doll in your hands. "DO NOT KILL THAT DOLL." "I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" "NOOOOOOOO!"

Yeah I have 0 idea what that was

Dabi:

I squeal as I feel strong arms encircle my waist, lifting me up. Turning my head, I giggled as I saw Dabi. "Dabi?" Dabi just sat down on our shared bed and pulled me into his lap. "Marry me." Dabi whispered, kissing my face lovingly. "W-what?" "Marry me." Dabi repeated, making it sound close to a command. Before I could even answer Dabi was sweetly pecking my lips over and over again.

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[azurlily]

I love the hange head cannons could you do something similar with korra?

Yes! Also this is for everyone( I didn't put it in my last work because I forgot) please dont reblog or repost with giving me credit.

Dating Korra would be like:

When Korra first met you she was a mess. Her face was red and she was having a hard time talking.

Over time you to got to know eachother and she asked you out. You said yes and she took you to her favorite restaurant.

Korra is very protective. She needs to protect you, I mean, she's the avatar. If she cant protect you. Who can she protect?

She loves PDA, it's her way of letting everyone know you're hers. Small bites or kisses in public never hurt anyone.

If you dislike a lot of PDA she'll respect your wishes, but be PREPARED! She'll be even worse in private. She wont let you go until she feel it's enough.

She loves and trusts you with all her heart so please don't break it. Whenever you fight she gets stubborn and wont apologize.

She'll end up crying and coming back after an hour or two.

Depending on your bending abilities, or if you can bend at all, Korra will train with you. She needs you to be ready in case something happens. She can't lose you.

If you bend fire, water, or earth she's going to be a great mentor. If you're an air bender, not so much...

I'd you can't bend, Korra will train you in hand to hand combat. She loves seeing you workout with her, it's a bonding activity in her eyes.

She'll introduce you to people as her future wife, and will more than likely tease you if you get flustered. If not Korra will find other ways to make your face all pink.

Shes very trustworthy, you can tell her anything. Whatever your thinking, she'll reassure you and talk you through it.

You're her baby, her pretty girl, she'll help you no matter what. Believe me, she loves every bit of you, and she will frequently remind you of that.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

S W I T C H if I ever seen one!

She loves it when you eat her out. Do it, just once and she's shaking.

She'll beg, and I mean beg. She cries and squeaks, begging for you to slow down. Of course when you do, she begs for you to get faster.

She'll pull on your hair and scratch at your scalp. While her nails are cut down she had a tendency to bite.

(Were gonna pretend straps exist here) She'll bite your neck, arms, chest where she can. Depending on the position, you'll either have multiple very visible marks or multiple non-visible marks.

Now for when Korra is on top? That's a whole new story. She's a soft dom, but dont think that means she wont put you in your place. It just means you'll get more chances, with her at least.

Korra loves to chase you, she finds it cute how you think you're going to win. In the end she'll have you in her arms, taking her strap, begging for more. Your little game of cat and mouse is over quite quick.

She'll either hold you down, or tie you up. It all depends on how you act, if your good, ropes aren't involved. If you're bad...

Dont think that she's going to hurt you though. After having you so many times she get to understand what you like and dislike. Korra can be very rough or very gentle, but you have to voice it.

She could degrade you, or praise you. Call you her pretty girl, or treat you like you're mud under her boot.

"Darling, I know, I know it hurts but you're doing so well. I'm so fucking proud of you! You look so beautiful with my cock buried in your pussy!"

Or

"Ugh, you cant do anything right, can you? I'm getting tired of someone who can't even take my cock properly. Fucking slut! You need me? Hm?"

Trust and believe the aftercare is GODLY that woman knows how to treat you like the princess you are. Water, food, whatever you want, she'll get it.

She just loves you so much, so believe she's going to spoil you.

I really hope you liked it!

#the legend of korra #korra x reader #korra #i tried #im bad at this #wlw #lesbian #i love women

[that-sarcastic-writer]

Lost Time (Soldier Boy)

Mind games til we lose control drabble

Pairing: Soldier Boy X FSupe!Reader

Summary: After the disaster at Herogasm, you and Soldier Boy blow off some steam, and make up for the loss time. Takes place during that one scene at the beginning of ep7, but like not that. Just same place. This is just porn without a plot I'm sorry.

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected sex (pls children wrap it before you tap it), p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, creampie, dirty talk bc its Soldier Boy, praising kink, bit of degrading, drug use, brief mentions of stormfront, allusion to attempted sexual assault (NOT from sb). Slightly occ ben, I make him slightly less horrible. This is one is kinda heavy so strap in.

WC: 2k

A/N: pls I'm sorry, I know I'm bombarding yall with soldier boy (smut) I promise I was gonna take few days and post something else, but I was just sitting here thinking how I havent seen any fics of sb eating pussy so I wrote it. I promise I'm not turning into a sb blog, i have a dean winchester fic coming, I just so happened to finish this one in one sitting in like 2 hours. Dont unfollow me pls kay enjoy the sin love yall. Ps I know this is too long to be a drabble but idk what else to call it so just accept it.

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"And you remember that chick Liberty?" You asked Ben absentmindedly, an arm behind your head as you held a joint to your lips with the other. You heard him hum, his face pressed to your stomach as he left sloppy kisses on your skin, "So turns out she was like a nazi." 

"What the fuck?" He snapped his head up to look at you with a twisted look on his face. You looked down at him and nodded, taking a long drag of the joint before placing it on the ashtray next to you. 

"You didn't know?" 

"Fuck no. I was a soldier during World War II, you think I would've been in the same room as that bitch had I known she was a nazi?" He scoffed and shook his head, looking like he was questioning his life choices. "Fuck, and to think I founded Herogasm with her." 

"Yeah well," You shrugged, watching him with a raised eyebrow as he laid his head on your bare thigh. He was a surprisingly good listener. And since you were pretty much catching him up on all the supe and Vought business he had missed, he was particularly attentive, as well as he could be with you naked and him between your legs of course. "Her and Homelander were fucking, like they were public and everything. And honestly it doesn't surprise me, that motherfucker is a weirdo. And that's saying something." 

"You know the fucker? He recognized you at Herogasm." He raised an eyebrow at you, you could hear the slight bit of possessiveness in his tone. Funny how some things didn't change. He would always throw a fit if he found out you talked to other men, he was the only man in your life. Yeah as if. 

You snorted at him and shrugged, running your fingers through his long honey strands, "Some. He wanted me to join The Seven years ago. I thought about it, and then the motherfucker tried to get me to fuck him in exchange of joining the team. And you know exactly how well that went when you tried it the first time. Told him fuck off and he didn't like it. And of course Vought didn't give a shit when I told them what he did, so I left and they got Noir instead." 

"At least I took no for an answer," He scoffed with both a mixture of disgust and anger. "And for the record, I didn't ask you to fuck me to join the team, I wanted to fuck you, and after that I wanted you to join the team, but those weren't mutually exclusive."

"Oh right, you were such a gentleman." You rolled your eyes at him and chuckled, hoping to humor him, but he still had a hard expression on his face. 

"But he didn't—" 

"No Ben, he didn't do anything. It was a long time ago, I haven't seen him since. Well, not before Herogasm." You reassured him, fingers threading to his scalp, making him close his eyes and hum lowly. 

"I don't know what I would've done if he had laid a fuckin' hand on you when I wasn't there to protect you." He mumbled, his lips pressed against your thigh, you barely heard him, but you did. You sighed softly. 

"Yeah well you're here now. So relax, relax before we have to go fuck some more people up. Enjoy this while you can." You emphasized, biting your lip softly. You saw the way his expression changed, and his pink lips twisted into a smirk. 

"Yeah I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy this alright." He bit his lip, positioning himself so that your legs were on either side of his broad shoulders and he was laying on his stomach. 

You watched with glazed eyes as he drew a line on your stomach and pitched the side or his nose before he dragged it across your stomach, the white substance lingering in his nose. He sat on his elbows, eyes closed as he sniffled and hummed. 

"Christ, that's some good shit." He chuckled, wiping his nose with the back of his hand and looked up at you, pupils so dilated that you barely see the green in his eyes. But you didn't know if that was from the drugs or lust, maybe both. "But this is better." 

You gasped, body jolting when he dipped his head and dragged his tongue over your clit, suckling on the bud for a second or two before he lifted his head up again, leaving you whimpering. 

"Best goddamn pussy I've ever had the pleasure of eating," He rasped, teeth digging into his bottom teeth as he threw your legs over his shoulders, pulling you closer to his face and dived back in, but not before he muttered, "Can't get enough of it." 

He had you like this for hours. Alternating between fucking you with mouth and fingers, and actually fucking you. Ever since you got back from Herogasm, your failed attempt at killing Homelander and pretty much hijacked The Legend's place, you had been in this room, with Ben all over you. He had always been insatiable, but even back then he would get tired too, and would take breaks. But now, he wouldn't keep his hands off you, he was relentless. You pretty much had to beg him to stop and give you a break. To which he surprisingly agreed. But that was maybe fifteen minutes ago, and he figured it was time to continue, while he still could. Make up for the lost time, you guessed. You weren't complaining though.

His long fingers eventually joined the rhythm of his expert tongue. The second you felt two fingers slip into you you began to feel an ache in your stomach. You gave up on words a long time ago. You were nothing but a mess of whimpers and moans by then. Something that definitely fueled Ben's ego, he loved watching you fall apart for him. He knew your body perfectly, and the second one of your hands flew to pull at his hair, he knew he found your trigger. And his fingers curved over that spot, over, over and over until he had you crying out and he felt warm sparks on his scalp. 

Your juices coated his tongue and fingers as you shuddered, your shaky thighs clamping around his head. You were panting, and you could hear your heartbeat thump against your head so hard it made you dizzy. You closed your eyes, hissing softly when you felt Ben's fingers leave you, but his tongue was still drawing slow figure eights on your clit. 

"Such a sweet girl. So fuckin' sweet," He coaxed as he pulled his face away from you. You were still shaking from your high when you felt his lips trail up your stomach until he found your neck, and he was attacking that too. "Now that I got you nice and wet, I'm gonna fuck you real good before those fuckers come in and spoil all the fun. I can hear Butcher outside." 

You half nodded, still a bit blazed from both the weed and your orgasm, but you still helped him shrug off his ridiculous robe. He unraveled it and tossed it aside before taking his already hard cock into his hands. He grabbed one of your legs and held it over his shoulder as he sat back on his knees and positioned himself at your entrance. He slipped in with a groan, his face twisted into a pleasured expression as he watched the way he slid inside your walls with ease. You were already so cock drunk and fucked all you could do was moan. 

"I don't know what I love more, eating this pussy, or fuckin' it." He was drawing back and slamming back in with enough force to make your body slide on the mattress. God, Soldier Boy fucked like he fought, ruthless and with purpose. 

Your head was thrown back, eyes screwed shut and your hands were clutching the sheets so tight you thought you were going to rip them. Though by then the whole room was tossed, somehow some pillows had been ripped in half and you were sure the brick wall had dents in it. It was absolutely messy, filthy and absolutely intoxicating. He was intoxicating. Everything about him. 

"You're squeezing the fuck outta my cock, you wanna come my pretty Violet?" He rasped and panted, his forehead and chest glistening with sweat as he watched the way he fucked himself in and out of your tight walls. And fuck did he love it. "You need me to make you come again? Is that what my pretty slut needs?" 

"Yes! Fuck Ben, please." How you were speaking, you had no idea, but you screamed it, overstimulation and the aching need for release making your vision blurry with tears. 

"Fuck, yeah give me what I want. Come for me, do it now." He ordered, sneaking a hand between your bodies and rubbed quick harsh circles on your clit until he had you crying out and your eyes flashed violet. "Fuck, shit, that's it." 

Your leg hung over his shoulder as he leaned down and held himself up on his forearm as he snapped his hips quickly but more shallow like he was trying to get himself over the edge. You were so drunk on your high you barely noticed when be grabbed your hand placed it on your lower belly, his own hand right of top of yours, and you sure noticed when he pushed down on your belly with the slightly bit of pressure on it and spoke in your ear. 

"You feel that? That's exactly where only I fuckin' belong. Not Homelander, not fuckin' anyone, me." He rasped, a groan leaving his lips when he gave you one final thrust and spilled inside you. 

He kept himself braced on his forearm so as not to crush you with his weight, but his body still laid on top of you, still inside you. Hazily, you threw your arms over his neck and ran one of your hands through his damp hair. His heavy breaths and your own filled the room, but other than that you laid in silence, simply soaking in the feeling of each other. Fuck did it feel right. Too bad it didn't last. 

"Oi children!" You heard an unmistakable cockney accent as the doors suddenly opened, followed by a pair of collective groans. 

"Fuckin' Christ. Can't even fuck my girl in peace." Ben groaned as peeled himself from you and sat up, naked as the day the boys found him. 

"Oh Jesus, please put that away." Hughie muttered to Ben, face red as it could get at the sight of you two naked. 

Despite your still hazy state, you were quick to pull the sheets over your naked body as you sat up. You inhaled sharply as you brought your legs to your knees, muscles already screaming at you for your reckless activities. You eyed the three men in front of you. Legend was going on a rant about the room you destroyed, Butcher was berating Ben for his shitty Intel on Mindstorm, and Hughie just stood there mortified. 

"It's not like you've never seen a dick before. You do have one right? Or do you just have a pussy down there and that's why you act like one?" Ben chuckled, looking directly at Hughie as he stood up, cock half hard and with no urgency to grab his robe from the ground. 

"Ben, stop harassing the kid and put your dick away." You scolded him, being pretty much the only person on this earth that could tell Soldier Boy what to do without being threatened with bodily damage. He glared at you, but complied nonetheless and wrapped the robe around himself. "And you two could learn to fucking knock, save yourself the trauma." You sighed as you looked around the bed for your clothes but they weren't on sight. Until you felt something hit the side of your head and fall on the bed. 

"Asshole." You glared at Ben as you grabbed the hoodie sitting beside you and slipped it on, the smirk on his face making you roll your eyes. 

"Anytime sweetheart." He winked at you before turning his attention to Butcher and Hughie who were going back and forth about Mindstorm. Guess they could find an address after all. 

Well off you were. At least you were able to make up for lost time. 

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[f10werfae]

Pretty Boy

pairing: Frat!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader

summary: Chris can’t help but drop everything to go see his precious princess, even if it means ditching his frat parties in the process. Once again taking the role of a lovesick puppy, (requested by @fallon-carrington123)

requests are open💌/likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated♥️

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‘should I text him?’ Y/n thought rolling about on her bed, her lips pouted out at the thought of her boyfriend Chris. She’d seen him this morning since he slept over last night, and the night before that, she was already missing the hell outta him. It was only this morning that he’d kissed all over her body to wake her up, whispering filthy things into her ear to fluster her. “You belong right here, on top of your man”

Today he was out with the rest of his frat brothers, going out shopping and going to eat at their usual restaurant.

“There’s no harm in texting him, yes, i’ll just do that” Y/n said to herself, grabbing her phone from her bedside table, snuggling deeper into his college hoodie she was wearing.

Y/n: Missin you so much baby boo, what time will you be home?”

Laughing and drinking beer with the others Chris picked up his phone and felt his heart quicken at her text. Instantly putting bills onto the table, putting his cap back on and grabbing his car keys from the table. The other brothers looking up at him confused, they’d only just finished eating?

“Woah where you going man?” Josh asked,

“Y/n texted so i’m gonna go back n' see if she’s alright”

“Bro you’re so whipped, what a simp. What happened to bros before hoes?” Brian said from down the other side of the table, the other guys cackling and hitting their chest from the amount of laughter.

“Haha, keep laughin it up, wait till y’all are in a relationship with a hot, sexy, caring and loving woman like Y/n. That’s right I said sexy, cause my woman is fine as fuck and you’re all just jealous” Chris snarked back flipping Josh’s hat backwards jokingly before leaving the restaurant hearing their shouts of excuses for being single.

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“Chris what are you doing heree?” Y/n said now feeling shy leaning onto her dorm door, her frat boyfriend just smiled at her and picked her up, closed the door with his foot and set her down gently onto her cotton sheets.

“Gah you smell so good bubby, jus wanna eat you all up” He growled nuzzling his head into her neck, feeling her fingers play with the hairs on his nape. “Thought you was out with the guys today huh?”

“I mean I was, but then I saw your text and I just can’t let my baby stay here all alone can I?” He pouted placing a small kiss to the corner of her lips before standing up straight and removing his football jacket, leaving him in a tight black t-shirt and some grey sweats. “Well come on in then” She said wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Y/n giggled lifting up the blanket and opening up her arms, a big groan leaving her as Chris practically jumped on top of her and shimmied up the massive hoodie she was wearing. Yes they were extremely close squished. If anything Y/n treasured the fact that she had managed to turn a campus frat boy into a committed man so quickly; it’s actually sickening how much they’re into each other.

“Can you even breathe in there pretty boy?”

Y/n asked peeking down the shirt, seeing Chris sloppily kiss the top of her breasts, his hands fondling her hardened nipples. “Don’t need to breathe baby, trust me” He sighed kissing her chest once more before just setting his head down onto it and slowly closing his eyes.

“Ya can’t sleep in there babe, come outta there” Scoffing Chris pulled his head out, his hair sticking in all sorts of directions leading Y/n to comb it back with her hands, accompanied with a peck onto Chris’ forehead.

“Are you tired bab? Cause I am” Chris said sitting upright suddenly and throwing his shirt to the floor, Y/n’s hands immediately went up feeling her man’s body, a smirk making its way onto his face as he noticed her gawking look.

“You tired yeah?” Chris asked again, this time cupping her cheeks and kissing her squished lips cutely, Y/n nodded in his hands pulling up the covers over them both as she cuddled on top of him.

“Now isn’t this a bit unfair? I’m more naked than you are” Chris groaned pulling back a bit,

“But what if I get cold?” Y/n snarked back giving him a side glare as she felt his hands holding onto the hem of his hoodie she was wearing. “Then you’ve got me baby, come n' get some of your mans very own natural body heat”

“You’re so stupid” Y/n chuckled letting him take off her hoodie with a sly smirk on his face, his eyes clearly trained on newly exposed flesh. “Oi eyes up here mister”

“I know and you have lovely eyes my love, as well as beautiful tits, and a sweet pus-“

“Chris jus go to sleep already n’ stop teasing me ya meanie”

“Awk i’m sorry baby, ya know I love love love you don’t ya?” Kisses were being thrown everywhere from her shoulders to her neck, to her jaw and finally to her lips. Her creased brows falling relaxed once she felt how soft his lips were against hers, his fingers threading through her hair as his tongue dominantly played with hers.

Reminding her of the times he’d show up out of nowhere at her lecture halls and just pull her into a tiny corner, smashing his lips onto hers until they couldn’t breathe or were told off.

Or the time when they had their first argument and Chris stood outside her window with a big poem proclaiming his love for her, his frat brothers holding up an ‘I’m sorry’ sign behind him. PDA was definitely a major part of their relationship, not because they wanted to show off, but because they simply could not keep their hands off each other.

“I know you do, I love love love you too”

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[ayoharuko]

Hihi! I saw your post about Yu Yu Hakusho requests and was wondering, if you're not too bogged down already, and if you're still taking them if I might request one:

Could I ask for either Hiei or Kurama and what might happen when they realize they have feeling for a someone?

If not, no worries! I hope you have a great day either way!

Hello!! Thank you for requesting, sorry if I finished your request late but I hope you still enjoyed this regardless :)

Reader here is gender neutral(They/Them) and this will be in the form of headcanons, also I wanted to do both hope you don't mind huhuhu~

REMINDER: This character does not belong to me but belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi. This is all fictional work so please try not to take this too seriously :)

Hiei is...a little oblivious in all honesty, he probably thinks you did something to him....

But as soon as he shows how different he acts around you and the others notice this, they will confront Hiei about it.

Once they say his in love, the first thing his gonna in a lot of in denial.

Like how can he fall for a weak human?? Thats the question that runs through his brain all the time.

He thought that it was lust, like a sexual thing but he was wrong....his the definition of 'He fell first and fell harder'.

Once he realizes that he actually wants you to be his mate for life, he will never ever let you go.

He will do these little things that will show how he cares for you, and you might think its because y'all are friends but nooo, he never did those things to Kurama or the others now did he?

He wanted you to confess first but of course in the end this man is impatient soo he decided to confess first!

~ Went like this ~

''Go out with me mortal'' Hiei saids to you looking straight into your eyes ''W-What?'' You respond ''Did I stutter?'' He snarled and you just nod while blushing and thats how y'all because a couple!

Basically when Hiei realizes his in love, the first thing he'll do is be in denial, about how he could fall for a human.

Then he'll have a talk session with Kurama, probs asking for advice, waits for you to confess first(But gets impatient so in the end confesses first) and dropping barely noticeable hints.

Hiei having a crush is very much new to him, so do cut him some slack~

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Kurama having a crush is....interesting to say the least.

Now Kurama wouldn't care much for looks, the first thing is personality and how well you'll get along with his family.

But he'll be the type where 'You fell first but he fell harder' and when he does it hits him real hard.

Unlike Hiei there's no denial, its more like ''What am I feeling?''

When he asks his mom and tells her everything, he discovers that what he feeling was love....

Love for you? How unexpected.

At first he would try to push those feelings away since he doesn't want you to get involved in things that are none of your business.

Yoko at first also just wanted to use you for...somethings but soon fell hard for you just like Shuichi did.

I feel like the time when Shuichi confessed to you, Yoko was itching to take over Shuichi and just kiss hug you lol

He definitely confesses first, with the flowers and beneath a tree.

~ Went like this ~

''Are you be free this coming weekend?'' Kurama asked kissing your Backhand, you blushed and just nodded to his question due to being embarrassed. ''Hm..good, I would love to take you on a...date~'' Kurama said smiling tenderly at you but his cheeks have darken shades of pink. ''O-Oh...i..I'll see you then!'' You unintentionally yell, he just chuckles and kissed your backhand again.

When Kurama falls in love, as I stated above. He falls hard.

He will be the best boyfriend you'll ever have!(Not like you guys will break up)

Done~

Thanks for sending in this request :3, and I hope you liked this!

Also got carried away writing Kurama's 'Went like this' part lol

See you guys on my next post!~

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Late Night Confessions [Stephen Strange x F!Reader]

pairing : Stephen Strange x F!reader

synopsis : Stephen ponders about his life as he lays next to reader at night, three words stuck in the back of his throat.

words : 580

themes : angst w fluff

warnings : none

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A/N : Second drabble!! I hope you guys enjoy it - I'm thinking of posting next one of the pieces that I'm most proud of, though that's for a different character that Benedict plays (Patrick Melrose). I've been hyperfixating on this man for months now and I haven't been able to find lots of pieces for him, so I'm gonna take it into my own hands and write a ton of pieces for him.

The moonlight shone through the window as the wind moved the curtains softly, carrying the whispers of the night through the dark bedroom. Entangled in the sheets they laid next to each other. He watched as her chest moved up and down calmly, her breathing lull and quiet. It washed him with an overwhelming sense of peace; one that he thought he’d never feel again. 

His life had been chaos, and a lonely one at that. He never really knew how to connect with others after the death of his sister and when he did, he fell into his self sabotaging habits. He pushed everyone away. Even the most patient of people would find their limits when it came to him. He was stubborn, selfish and rude; not to mention egocentric. But thanks to a twist of fate, he was forced to change. 

That was something he never thought in a million years he’d do - be grateful for the accident.

At the moment it had been agonizing, crippling. The desperation took control of his life and he did what he did best - he pushed. Stephen thought he had been pushing towards the right direction. He failed to realize that as he was doing so he had also begun to shove. He drove those who cared for him away. 

Spiraling down into his own hysteria, blinded by the anguish that enslaved him, he spat those bitter words to the one who swore to be by his side. 

Christine deserved better and she knew that. 

He knew that. 

So he shoved her away.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Everything happened so fast but he was quick to adapt. He had made peace with the thought of being alone for the rest of his life. It was better that way. He had always considered himself to be married to his job anyway. But then she came in. Unannounced and unashamed she walked into the Sanctum and into Stephen’s world claiming she had heard a voice calling her.

He was pretty sure he had to thank The Ancient One for that.

And so here they were, years later, besides each other, their bodies melting into one another. His eyes drinking in every part of her and the way the moon seemed to adore her as much as he did. Softly he grabbed her hand, brought it up to his lips and planted a tender kiss on the back of her palm. 

“I love you.”

It would be an understatement to say that he was terrified of how easy it was to love her. His heart and soul turned prisoners of the feelings that had so easily flourished for the woman that was laying beside him.

The words that had been dancing around in his mind finally came out. They seemed light, barely a whisper, but the weight that they carried could drown a thousand men.

[Y/N] smiled softly and opened her eyes slowly. Half-lidded and heavy with dreams, she sighed as she looked at Stephen’s stunned expression. She wrapped her manicured fingers around Stephen’s scarred hand, giving it a soft squeeze for reassurance. She mimicked his action and brought his hand to her lips, giving it a loving kiss.

“I love you too.”

Simple words that bear a great story. It was at this moment that he realized that she’d always be there. She’d never leave. He had finally met someone who would push right back whenever he tried to shove.

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[harringtonstilinski]

Biggest Regret - Stilinski Twins

Author: @harringtonstilinski​​ Characters: Mitch Stilinski x Reader, Stiles Stilinski x Reader Word Count: 2,047 Warnings: angst, small bit of fluff Smut: no | yes; Requested: Yes! I hope it meets your expectations, anon friend!​​​ A/N: Hi, friends! I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything that’s not related to ATB, so here’s something I’ve been working on since November. If you like this, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

Heartbreak. That’s all that I felt today… heartbreak. My boyfriend of 3 years broke up with me… for another girl. The prettiest girl I ever laid eyes on. Her name; Katrina. I saw her every single day. Why? Because she was in one of my classes.

“W-what?” I stammered. “You’re… you’re breaking up with me?”

Mitch nodded, eyes cast down. “Yeah.”

Yeah. That’s all he said.

“Why?” I asked, face scrunched, hurt evident.

He shrugged. “I met someone else. Ended up falling for her, I guess.”

A tear fell down my cheek. I didn’t bother to wipe it away. Not knowing what else to say, I turned around, fully intending on packing his shit.

“Don’t bother,” Mitch said, interrupting my finding of his things. “I already packed my things.”

Slamming the dresser drawer shut, I set my hands on top of the dresser, head hanging down. I sighed, whispering, “I can’t believe this.”

“What?” Mitch asked. I could tell he stepped closer because his voice was more near my ear.

Turning around, my voice was a little louder as I said, “I can’t believe this.” I looked him in his eyes, not seeing an ounce of regret. “You’re seriously gonna throw away three years all because of a girl?”

He closed his eyes, sighing. “It wasn’t my intention.”

“Did you just happen to be studying with her one night and then just… just… I don’t know, kiss her?!” I was full of anger at this point. Actually, I was more than angry. I was enraged. “You cannot stand here and tell me that I’m not worth fighting for. That we aren’t worth fighting for.”

Mitch didn’t say anything at first. When he went to open his mouth, his phone rang, interrupting our moment. He looked down at it, eyes flashing a little bit of relief. Motioning towards the door, he said, “I gotta go. It’s–”

“Katrina?” I asked, arms folded.

He nodded. “Yup.” He picked up his bag, turning to walk out of the door.

I followed him, saying, “You’re gonna regret this one day, Mitch Stilinski. Big time.”

Turning his head to face me with his hand on the doorknob, he said, “Doubt it. She doesn’t make me second guess my every move, my every thought, my every word. She makes me feel like I can say or do anything, and not have any regrets about it.” With that, he turned and walked out of my apartment, leaving me stunned.

I don’t know how it had been before I moved to find my phone, calling my best friend, who answered on the second ring.

“Hey, Y/N/N, what’s–”

“I need to get shitfaced. You up for it?”

~~~

Two Years Later

“Babe, no,” I said. “That’s not right.”

“What do you mean that’s not right?”

“Look, in order to find out why the perp did it, you have to find the motive. Just saying that you know why they did it without having the motive, you basically have no case. You have to find the motive behind the why.”

Stiles looked at me like I had two heads. I sighed as he picked up the case file in front of him, looking at the contents of the folder. He looked back up at me, my face showing a small smirk.

“Will you help me?” he asked, doe-eyes on full display.

I chuckled, standing from my spot at the dining table. “Of course,” I answered, walking over to him and straddling his lap. Setting my hands on his shoulders, I sighed. “I’ll always help.”

He smirked, bringing his hands from my outer thighs to my cheeks, bringing my face closer to his. Our lips met in a subtle kiss. Our lips moved in gentle sync for a moment before his tongue traced my bottom lip, but before our tongues could dance between our cheeks, his phone rang.

I groaned, setting my forehead on his shoulder as he leaned us forward, grabbing his phone from the table. I felt him stiffen after he leaned back, so I looked at him. “What?”

Instead of answering me, he answered his phone. “Dad?”

My brows furrowed as I looked at the man I’d been with for almost 2 years. After Mitch decided to dump me for another woman, Stiles and I went and got shitfaced drunk. I couldn’t remember what happened at the club that night, but what I do remember is waking up next to Stiles the next  morning, clothing optional.  We talked about what happened and decided that we both would wait until I was over his twin before we would give us a chance. A month went by after that night before I had decided to give Stiles a shot. Here we are, two years later.

Bringing me out of my memories, Stiles patted my leg, silently asking me to stand up. “What do you mean, Dad? What happened?” Stiles asked, standing from his chair to pace the area behind the furniture he previously occupied. “Should I–? Even–? Okay. I’m on my way.”

I watched as Stiles hung up the phone, looking at me with somber eyes. “I have to go to the hospital.”

“What, why? Is your dad–”

“Babe, he’s fine. It’s…” he stopped his words, looking down at our feet. 

“Stiles?” I inquired. I placed my hands on the sides of his face. “Tell me. I can handle it.”

He sighed, turning his head to kiss the palm of my hand. “It’s Mitch.” He looked at me, my gaze fuming. “Dad wants you at the hospital, but–”

“Mitch doesn’t want me there,” I concluded.

Stiles sighed again, nodding his head. I sighed, heavily, turning towards the kitchen. “That’s fine,” I said, putting everything away from dinner.

“Y/N/N,” Stiles tried.

“Nope,” I said, dismissively. “Go. Go be with your family.” I turned around to face him, placing a kiss to his lips that he didn’t have to react to. “I’ll be fine. Just gonna clean up and maybe have a glass of wine.”

I heard Stiles sigh as I put our leftovers in containers. “Alright,” he said. “I’ll be back later. If you get tired, don’t wait up for me. I love you.”

I turned around to face him, eyes full of adoration. “I love you, too.”

~~~

I didn’t know why the mention of Mitch put me on edge, but it did. Yes, I knew about the beach attack. I also knew about Mitch’s involvement with the CIA, even though I wasn’t supposed to know.

I only knew because… I also worked with the CIA, just in a different setting. See, while Mitch went out into the field and did all the ass-kicking, I was sitting behind a desk, doing copious amounts of paperwork. Another part of my job? Sniffing out recruits. No, I didn’t sniff Mitch out for Irene Kennedy. She did that all on her own, and while she handled all the hardcore stuff… I handled, what I like to call, the softcore stuff. 

I was about 3 glasses of wine in when my phone rang. Caller ID said that it was Stiles, but when I answered the phone with “Hey, babe,”, it wasn’t his voice that I heard.

“Babe? Why would you–” 

I felt my blood run cold. Mitch. I didn’t say anything else. I just stood, frozen in my spot. Bringing my phone from my ear, I looked at the screen, contemplating hanging up… that is until I heard Mitch’s voice again.

“I asked Stiles if I could borrow his phone. I wasn’t going to call, but… I guess I did anyway.”

“Why?” I asked, without missing a beat.

He was silent for a moment before he said quietly, “I wanted to hear your voice, I guess.”

I let out an incredulous chuckle. “I don’t believe that.”

“Y/N/N–”

“No!” I interrupted. “You broke up with me. You cheated on me. You fell in love with another girl, and broke my fucking heart. Guess who was there to pick up the pieces? Yeah. Stiles. I love him, Mitch.”

“No, you don’t,” he growled. “You don’t love him. You’re using him as a rebound. You–”

Slapping my hand on my outer thigh, I exclaimed, “We got together a year after you left me, Mitch! I genuinely fell for Stiles. I–” I stopped my words, thinking about why we would be having this conversation. “Are– are you jealous?”

“What? No.”

“No, you are. You’re fucking jealous. You’re in denial. You regret it.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Or you’re using me as a rebound from Katrina.” I instantly regretted bringing Katrina up after what happened to her. Yeah, it was a hit below the belt, and I shouldn’t have brought it up. I guess part of me wanted him to really regret leaving me. I sighed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring her up. I know you’re still devastated over losing her–”

“Did you know that I proposed to her? Five minutes before she died, she said yes.”

Looking down at my feet, I quietly said, “I know.”

Mitch was quiet for a moment before he sighed. “Can you come see me? I’m all bandaged up, but… can you please come see me?”

I mulled over it for a few seconds before I nodded, forgetting that he can’t see me. “Yeah. I can come up there. We can talk more.”

~~~

When I got to the hospital, I was nervous as hell. Just thinking about what Mitch would say and if Stiles and their dad were still here. That question quickly became answered as I watched both of them walk out of where I’m assuming Mitch’s room is.

“Y/N?” Stiles asked, facial expression confused. “What are you doing here?”

Sighing, I said, “Mitch wanted to see me. So, I relented and came up here. Hey, Sheriff.” I hugged him, moving back to stand in front of two out the three Stilinski men. “Okay, uhm, I’m just gonna go in there and see what he wants. Shouldn’t take too long.” I walked up to Stiles, pressing my lips to his cheek. There used to be a spark there every time I kissed him, but today… no spark. Damn it.

I didn’t look at Stiles as I passed him, going into Mitch’s room, not wanting to look at him, but when I did, tears sprung to my eyes seeing all the bandages on his arm and leg, IV attached to him.

He held his good arm around, telling me to come to him with the movement of his head. So I did. And it felt right. He held me tight after I got as comfortable as I could on him, careful not to hurt his leg or lay on his IV line.

“I’m sorry,” I quietly sobbed. “I’m so sorry.”

“Shhh, it’s okay,” he said. “It’s not your fault. This happens in my line of–”

“Not about you being hurt, about everything else. About Katrina, me and Stiles getting together, just… fucking everything.”

He put a finger under my chin, lifting my head up so that our eyes could meet. “It’s okay. You’re here now, that’s what matters.”

“But your dad told Stiles that you didn’t want me to come see you. Why the change of heart?”

Mitch shrugged. “Maybe I didn’t want to see you to the point where I wanted to see you.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” I lightly chuckled.

“No, but what does, is this,” he said, cupping my cheek to lean down as best he could to catch my lips with his.

There’s that spark. The spark that started to die with Stiles. It’s crazy how I’ve now had both Stilinski boys, but I’ve been madly in love with one since I knew what love was. When we pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine.

“I still love you, ya’know,” he whispered. “I loved Katrina, too, but I think I loved you more. And still do.”

“I still love you, Mitch,” I whispered back. 

Since it was getting pretty late, I laid my head on his shoulder, still being very mindful of his state. I sighed, closing my eyes as I heard him say, “Letting you go was my biggest regret, and I don’t plan on letting you go again.”

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A/N 2: let me know what you thought!

Additional Note: i haven’t posted anything not series related since december... i feel fucking terrible... for those that have stuck around since then, y’all are the real mvp’s!

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#5

Smutty fic recs?

BOY HOWDY DO I

OOOOH yes!! here are some of my fav smut fics, some classics and some newer!

needless to say, all of these fics contain smut

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until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky by @tvfanatic97-2 - honestly already one of my fav petermj fics. a porn-as-plot coming (heh) of age relationship study w on-again-off again petermj. it's *chef kiss* amazing

5/12 chapters

15k words

'Cause Girl You Earned It by @jenniboo311 - like!!! damn!! dom!peter in this is so so good, and the dynamic between the two is so wonderfully written

one-shot

4.5k words

Craving Your Touch by @anarchyduck - a little dom!mj!! as a treat!! peter gets blindfolded and thoroughly enjoys it :)

one-shot

960 words

Reckless Behavior by @spideysmjs - a friends to lovers where peter and mj are competitive about who's the best at oral. what ensues is hot and hilarious

one-shot

9.7k words

a peculiar offer by @spideyxchelle - mj asks peter for a favor, she wants to have a baby, and peter, being the excellent roommate and friend he is, offers to help. a sexy, and also very very sweet fic!!

one-shot

5.1k

Caught by @procrastinationpony - THIS FIC okay!! mj gets caught in peter's bed and it goes very well indeed !!

one-shot

3.4k

the way you make me feel by abusedtrademarkemoji - you may or may not need a minute to lie down after this one. the dirty talk and the slightly dom!peter is exquisite.

one-shot

3.9k

when you give that look to me (I better look back carefully) by @mjonesing - a fwb fic (that's due for an update EMILY) that i know is going to destroy me. another instance of porn as plot (or porn w plot that comes later, as em's tags say) that's fun and sexy!! and peter and mj are big ol' idiots in it. amazing.

4/10 chapters

18.9k

this coupon is good for... by flying_snowmen - a classic!! when will this fic return from the war? fair warning, it hasn't been updated since 2020, but it's still worth the read!! mj gives peter a coupon book for a gift, not realizing it's for sexy favors dsjlakfjd

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#4

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

218 notes - Posted January 1, 2022

#3

✨SQUISH✨

241 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#2

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365 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Do you ever see a take so bad it makes you viscerally react to it? like imagine watching nwh, hell the whole home trilogy, and your only takeaway is that MJ was a “useless, boring character” or that she did nothing to help Peter?? Sorry you can't understand the fact that people don't need to have powers to help someone?

Because can we talk about this scene? 

Peter is wrought with guilt after everything that’s just happened. MJ holds his face as she tells him “we’re gonna get through this and we’re gonna get through this together.” She holds his hand. She comforts him. She just sits with him. 

It’s not always about being able to fight. It’s about emotional support. It’s about helping your friend/lover stay true to themselves even in moments of wild grief and anger. 

The other two spideys show up at first to SUPPORT PETER. Not to fight.

So many times throughout this movie, Peter’s loved ones (May, Ned, AND MJ) keep him grounded when everything is falling apart. 

if you honestly can’t see how important that is to Peter and you think it’s just about being a good sidekick, then you don’t understand the character.

MJ does this throughout the entire movie, and it’s from the very beginning; right after the identity reveal in the crowd, at Peter's apartment, on video chat, on the roof. And that's just in the first twenty or so minutes. 

She becomes the optimism he needs and makes him hope when he becomes jaded after May’s death. 

there is no Spider-Man without the people he loves and the impact they've had on him. And in the MCU, there is no Spider-Man without MJ, Ned, and May. Even with the ending, Peter carries May's moral compass, kind heart, and sense of responsibility; Ned's loyalty and humor; and Michelle's love and optimism, forward with him. He's able to continue being Spider-Man at the end because of May's words to him and because Ned and MJ are okay.

And I don’t even wanna get into the whole “MJ Watson’s not coming back/oh well she lost her memories!!” thing bc that itself is a post for another time.

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#5

I already love Flamepaw. So much. His relationship with Baypaw and Lilyheart is just. chefs kiss, amazing, i love it so much.

We're getting some grandparent and grandkit content!! And the fact that he genuinely seems to see Baypaw as his brother.

asdfghjklkjhgdsa

And his relationship with Sparkpelt seems painfully relatable (minus the dead dad part, rip Larksong lol)

Prologue and first 3 chapters of River

51 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

#4

nice hair king

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#3

just finished river

5 out of 5 gold doubloons, will be rereading later

anyways vomiting some thoughts

dont have much to say about sunbeam, defiantly the least interesting pov imo. blazefire is pretty cool, kinda hate his name tho

sunbeam and nightheart just hanging at the gathering before his third assessment and them just taking turns venting and sunbeam reassuring him that he was gonna pass was really nice :)

mf really failed his assessment twice lmao

lilyheart is so lovely <3333

the part with beetleheart being like "join the xenophobic dark side my lovely daughter <3" was interesting, excited to see were that goes

nightheart is so stupid and dumb and in dire need of love and attention. i jusrahfebdghfjfg

squirrelflight felt so ooc what the fuck. and?? crow and bramble never had a 'bond'???? they mildly disliked eachother for the entirety of tnp and then never spoke again.

i hope bramblestar is dying lol

not everyone collectively screaming when nightheart said he didnt like the name flameheart. love your new name queen <333

your telling me shellfur and fernstripe are in a relationship?? shellfur, son of the xenophobic power couple that is blossomfall and thornclaw, former avid supporter of imposter bramblestar, has a relationship with a windclan cat??? that just. feels. so weird.

fringewhisker and spireclaw, however, are going to live happily ever after and nothing bad will ever happen to them or i will cry :)

that five second long scene of jayfeather deciding to mildly annoy mothwing and kestralwing is just. perfect.

'eaten any good voles lately?' had my giggling a Normal Amount.

rip those old people btw

might read mistystar's omen to grasp at some mothwing and mistystar content, mothwing mourning for about five minutes was very enjoyable to read

riverclan really just ran to all the clans and went "has our deputy been trespassing on your territory? no? ahahahaha alright thx bby 🥰"

riverclan is in shambles and i love it

the way that starclan (if its starclan?? feels real unstarclanlike rn) communicates with frostpaw is so cool. i imagine this is kinda what starclan was like for medicine cats in the first arc, very much enjoying it

curlfeather :(((((

the "keep riverclan safe, and trust no cat" and the description of curlfeather screaming in agony as the dogs practically ate her was. Mildly Horrifying.

god is already destroying frostpaws mental health bit by bit, poor lady is so stressed :(

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#2

2/3 OF OUR MAIN PROTAGONISTS FOR A STARLESS CLAN ARE FATHERLESS AND FLAMEPAW HAS MAJOR MOMMY ISSUES. I FIND THIS FAR TO FUNNY.

153 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

dude i love mothwing but i just. fucking hate how shes boiled down to "gay little medicine cat" bc she is. so interesting!!!!! her relationship with her brother, with mistyfoot, with her mother and the fact that shes part of the tigerstar bloodline, with the god that she believes abandoned her, how strange it must have been to watch willowshine grow up worshipping that god, to have everyone around her shame her for not believing in something that does not care for her or anyone that shares her blood, if hawkfrost is any indication. she is just........ ajdfhefihifl interesting kitty cat that is honestly more interesting if you look past her whole thing with leafpool .

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#5

getting into a relationship has been so weird. bc i thought it will be easy to know if i like them but it's not.

every time i had a crush prior, i would always try to forget them by thinking about the things i don't like about them, their flaws, etc. so now I've trained myself to try to push the thought of 'maybe i like them' away, sometimes before it even happens. it's a self defence mechanism, so i don't get hurt when they don't like me back.

so now i'm focusing on everything i don't like about him and why i shouldn't like them. and i'm not letting myself to fall in love with them, like i always did w crushes.

another thing is being afraid of sharing my thoughts and feelings about someone. especially to them. so when they outwardly says on one of our first dates that he likes me,, it feels like a trick or a trap. like, how can you know so fast,, you don't know me yet, how do you know what you're feeling already. because i can't do all those things. what if they just want to use me? what if they are a narcissist and a manipulator? and i'm just falling on their hook eventhough i feel anxious about it.. why do i feel like there has to be an alterior motive to liking me? am i pushing them away bc anyone who shows an interest in me must be deceiving me?

and if they're honest about what they're feeling, how can i with an clear conscience accept their love if i don't have my own heart figured out? i don't want to hurt them.

also, none of it feels like i thought it would. kissing is not some magical moment, especially when you don't know how. i don't want to jump into bed w them right away, maybe i don't even know what sexual attraction towards a real human being feels like.

...

i sat many nights with those thoughts and the conclusion i've come to is this. so what if you turns out don't really love them, so what if they turn out to be a bad person, so what if it doesn't end w sunshine and roses. don't think about what will happen. don't think about how or how soon it will end. live today. it doesn't matter that much if you love them, what matters more is that it feels good to be with them. and that's enough. it's enough to enjoy the good parts. you don't have to figure yourself put completely. i want to spend time with them and that's enough for now.

22 notes - Posted April 14, 2022

#4

i can't believe y'all let "instead of meat i eat veggies and pussy" to not get into eurovision final. shame

25 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

#3

countries from first semi that i wanted to go to final but didn't qualify:

Latvia - come on! "Instead of meat I eat veggies and pussy"?!?! are we all here not queer and have we not all been on the wlw side of tiktok when this was micro-viral? where were you when the voting was happening? MAKE EUROVISION MEMEABLE AGAIN

Slovenia - (disko) VIBES. i knew this probably wasn't gonna qualify but i still wanted it to. it's so sweet! just good energy and vibes.

The countries that qualified but I wish Latvia and Slovenia would've taked their place:

Armenia - it's just not doing for me what it should. It's a little basic and cliche.

Iceland - it's vibey, it's nice but maybe it's a little too bland? idk. i just like my favs more.

Greece - it was pretty good while it was happening but it left no lasting effect. don't remember how it sounds. listen, i love calm songs (very different from ballads) but this year were having a little too many and some are less good than others.

Switzerland - I love the message hut maybe it could've been done in any other way than the generic "ballad-y eurovision (issue) song". it's just not something new or interesting enough for me to excuse it's basicness.

that being said, as with every eurovision, i love everyone.

33 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

#2

not enough people talking about denmark (reddi - the show). just a bunch of queer women playing fun rock ❤️ (idk if they're queer but that's the vibes). i liked the genre change in the beginning, the costumes, the song is fun. i'd exchange them to armenia or switzerland anytime.

35 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

funny how when i was eleven i thought i had, like, superpower hearing because i could hear things others couldn't (ex. what two people at the end of an empty hallway are talking) but then i understood that i can't hear shit when it's the person sitting next to me in class saying something or when we are in the loud corridors or the cafeteria during the break.

48 notes - Posted June 16, 2022

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[swxxtsxcchxrine]

Domestic fluff w/ Rindou <33

Rindou was a dangerous man who dealt with dangerous business. And knowing this, you still went on to fight for your relationship. He’d never been in-love. Hell, he didn’t even realise it was a very real feeling until he saw you. When you first held him in your arms that’s when he knew, both of your heartbeats synced at that point and haven’t stopped since.

Ran and Sanzu would often joke about and tease Rin about his little crush, but that crush turned to something far more bigger, and by the time he had found out, he was in to deep. Before long, the two of you had engaged and soon married.

Rin often worked late at night to finalise business deals and cut off ties with other business affiliations. So you coming home to an empty house wasn’t new. However, tonight the house wasn’t empty to your surprise. You hadn’t even acknowledged the fact that the younger Haitani was fast asleep in bed.

Soon enough, your stomach grumbled distracting you from taking a shower to wash away all the stress. Opening the fridge, you found a delicate dinner plate full of food, wrapped in clingfilm. You let out a content sigh looking down at the food as if it were a single tear drop from your lovers eyes.

‘When are you going to tell him?’

‘He needs to know…’

‘Why do you ruin everything?’

You suddenly gasped, as tears swelled in your eyes and guilt churned and bubbled deep within the walls of your stomach. You had to tell him. You couldn’t keep this a secret away from your husband. He had a right to know as your husband.

You set the empty plate down and gulped. You silently walk into your shared bedroom before brushing your teeth and slipped on your silk nighty. “Baby…?” he asks, reaching into the darkness towards your now shaking figure.

You just couldn’t help it. The tears had already come streaming down. He didn’t realise you were quite literally sobbing on the bed and when he did he quickly pulled you onto his chest. “Sugar…what’s wrong? What happened baby? Are you ok?” he asks sympathetically whilst stroking your hair. You hiccup and sob into his chest mumbling something incoherent.

“You’re pregnant?!” he says a ping of excitement flickered on his face. It was dark but Rindou held a proud smile. For a good minute he had forgotten about your emotional distress and started thinking about you and him together, raising a small family to call your own. “I’m gonna be a father. Finally, man. Come here pretty girl. Finally made you a good mommy. Such a good girl f’me.” he says kissing you as your sobbing soon died down. He pushed your body into his with love and content. “I thought you’d be upset…” you say in almost a whisper.

“Upset? Why would I be upset. I finally got the girl of my dreams and now she’s pregnant, with my child. That has got to be the greatest achievement of my life. Don’t you ever think for a moment that I would ever regret having a beautiful child with you.” he whispers kissing your forehead and rubbing your belly where the child lay asleep. By the time he’d finished being all mushy and soft all over you, you were fast asleep, cradled softly in his arms that almost worked as a barrier from the dangers outside of his comfort.

It was safe to say that Rindou hadn’t got a wink of sleep for he was too busy thinking of all the things he was going to do with your child and how he was going to spoil them with everything he had. Because he loved you and your child.

Now and forever.

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[aquanova99]

Peace of Mind (Paul Lahote x Reader)

Pt1

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A/N: god i haven’t done a wolfpack one in foreve but for some reason I’ve been loving Paul. Don’t come for me but this may be a new mini series.

A/N: Thabks to everyone who reads this! I appreciate you. Request are open and reblogs are so appreciated ❤️

Being an imprint in the pack had its ups and downs. The intense connection you had with the other women was amazing, you all had a shared bond. The bond you had with your soulmate, for lack of a better term, was indescribable. The cons were the constant fear for them while they were out on patrol. Or their fights with the vampires. Or the facts that everyone had this giant secret no one else could know about.

 After the confrontation about the Cullens kid things were tense. Jacob was constantly running back and forth between the reservation. Fighting anyone who had anything other than positive reaction about him and the childs relationship. He would bring up Quil constantly, but he had stepped back from Claire until his imprint bond was eventually broken. After that he tended to stay as close to the Cullens as he could. Everyone had slowly come back to Sams pack, except Leah but she had gone away for college.

 You, Kim and Emily were waiting for the guys to come back from patrol. They didn’t do it as often anymore, but every once in awhile they caught some weird activity. Paul was the first one in the house. He immediately picked you up and spun you around.

“Theres my beautiful girl!”

 “Paul you better put me down!” he finally set you down and kissed you. You laughed against him, “So what happened today?”

His smile turned into a tight line. “I’m sure Sam will debrief everyone later.”

 “Are you okay?”

 “Yeah, you wanna get out of here? We can talk more.”

 “You aren’t hungry?”

 “Starving, but we can eat out anyways.”

 “Okay.” Paul went and told Sam. Luckily, Sam didn’t have a problem. He seemed distracted. Whatever it was couldn’t be good.

 The drive to the city was excruciatingly long. You couldn’t wait any longer. Patience was never your strong suit.

“Okay, spill please. I cant wait any longer.”

 Paul just laughed, “Really, we’ve been driving for maybe ten minutes.”

 “Come on, you’re stressing me out.”

 “Some of the Cullens got close to the treaty line. I guess Bella, Jacob and Ricearoni had the day with Charlie. They wanted to talk to Sam.”

 “Okay…”

 “They said they want to leave. Permanently.”

 “Oh, well that’s great! Now there won’t be so much phasing for the younger kids…”

 “No babe. They’re leaving and not taking Jacob. Or telling him when theyre going.”

 “W-what? Can they do that?”

 “For once, I’m on board with them. Jacob is getting worse as the kid is starting to look older. But with that I mean, I guess shes starting to get annoyed with him constantly hanging around her. Hes getting upset and thinks the Cullens talk about him when hes asleep or something.”

 “No, I’m on bored. I cant believe it took them this long. How are they going to leave without him knowing?”

 “Bella and Renesme took him to see Charlie and they are getting Sam to call Jacob tomorrow for an emergency.”

 “And what? We have to deal with Jacobs outburst?”

 “Yeah. Basically.”

 “Paul, hes going to go crazy.”

 “I know, Sam is going to tell everyone to steer clear for tomorrow. But if he shifts and then Sam shifts…hes going to know the rest of us knew about this and hes gonna lose it.”

 The air felt thick. There was a time when Paul was known to be the hothead of the group. It had been rough at the beginning of your relationship. It had taken him awhile to open up to you. Once he had, you two had been able to finally work things out. Your relationship as imprints started definitely as friends. You refused to let someone tell you that you were meant to be soulmates. The thought of you having to immediately have to give up your life and follow this guy youd never met had made you defensive. Pauls original anger didn’t help. Once the two of you finally started to talk as friends youd realized how inseparable the two of you were. Throughout the years Jacob had slowly started taking over the hothead role. No one could say anything to him without him taking it the wrong way.

 “Babe?” Paul interrupted your thoughts

 “Yeah?”

 “I really need you to be careful.”

 “Me? You need to be careful. I know you guys aren’t going to let him near us but he scares me. I never met him before he phased but hes changed a lot even from when I first met him.”

 He took your hand and kissed it while he kept his eyes on the road, “Look, I don’t want you to worry. Everythings gonna be fine.”

 You laughed and squeezed his hand, “You know, you’re a bad liar. You haven’t been able to stop your tapping on the wheel.”

 He sighed, “what can I say, the packs haven’t had to worry about anything for a little while. I don’t know whats going to happen.”

 It didn’t take long for everyone to figure that part out. When you and Paul came back from dinner, the two of you were shocked to see Jacob with the rest of the pack. Apparently Renesme was having a s;eepover with Charlie and he wanted to see how everyone was doing. You saw Paul and Sam share a look, quickly after that he all but pushed you with Emily. Emily linked arms with you and the two of you headed towards the house. You almost reached the steps before you heard Jake say he was going to run by Charlies and make sure everything was okay.

 “C’mon Jake can’t you stay a little longer for one?” You heard Seth say. You wondered if he had been filled in to what was happening. He was always smiles and sunshine but he had grown up a lot these last few months. Quil and Embry tried to tease him into staying too. You and Emily froze, you both should have kept going but you were glued to where you were standing. Those were your guys over there, you needed to know they would be okay.

 “Nah, maybe tomorrow I’ll stop by longer. I got to go.”

 You felt Emily squeeze your arm

“Jacob! Do you want to take some food back? Maybe for Renesme and Charlie?”

 “That sounds great you don’t mind?”

 “Of course not, come on in I’ll pack you some stuff.”

 “You’re the best Em.”

 You had to hand it to Emily she was brave. Much braver than any of us. You Sam start shaking. Paul rushed over to you and all but begged you to go home.

 “Please take the car, this wasn’t the plan. You need to get out of here.”

 “I’m not going anywhere. He doesn’t suspect anything yet so keep your voice down and play along with Emily.” Paul sighed but he grabbed your hand and went in side with Sam coming alongside you. None of you were leaving Emily alone. Everything went well enough. Emily bought them another 15 minutes, and once left all there was to do was wait. Jared and Paul both offered to stay until Jacob came back, no doubt within the next couple of hours. You and Kim decided to stay as well, Sam agreed as long as you all promised to stay inside when Jacob came back. You all halfheartedly agreed.

 Sure enough Jacob made his presence known on the way back. You and the other two girls gathered around the window to see what was going to unfold.

“SAM!” Jacob all but growled through gritted teeth

 “Easy Jacob.”

 “They took her! We need to get everyone together and find her!”

 You saw Sam shift nervously, “Jake, we cant go after them.”

 “Bullshit. Shes my imprint. That’s the law right. They are off loimits? Isn’t that the way it works?”

 “Those rules are for the one who need protecting. Yours can protect itself. Besides shes with her family. Not strangers.” Jared tried to get the heat off Sam. On the bright side it worked, on the other hand this brought the heat towards Jared.

 “This doesn’t concern you!” As Paul and Jared stepped closer realization dawned on Jacobs face, “YOU…KNEW?!?!”

 “Look I think it might be good for you in the long run. This imprint has changed you more than I thought possible.”

 That was the last straw. Jacob shifted and forced the other guys to subsequently shift as well. You saw fur colliding and growls filled the air. You weren’t sure which one of you screamed as Jacob lunged towards the guys.

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[aliceblisss]

helloo!! can you write a steve rogers x reader fic where the reader (who has a crush on steve) accidentally walks in to sharon flirting w steve and then she walks away and cries when clint, bucky, wanda, nat and tony saw her and asks her why. they knew why short after, and reader goes for a walk outside the compound. steve searches for her eventually as the other avengers asks him to confess and solve the misunderstanding. steve found the reader at the big christmas tree in rockefeller center making a wish and he confesses to her there 🥺 im sorry if it’s too specific!

Hi!! Thank you so much for your request and thank you for being so patient! I changed up a few of the details I hope you don’t mind <33

CW: language lol

A/N: I really liked writing this one. Send me more Steve and overall MCU requests!! Also remember to reblog as it helps a lot! <3

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The annual Christmas party is Tony and Pepper’s pride and joy.

It’s December 24th, Christmas Eve. A lot of us don’t have much family left to spend the holidays with, and those that do bring them along.

It’s the one night a year where we’re normal people. Everyone’s laughing, singing, dancing. Some drink a bit too much eggnog. But all in all it’s a fun, wholesome night.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I fought an army of five hundred men alone? Just me and Mjollnir” Thor sat beside me on the couch with probably his hundredth eggnog; to his and my surprise it appears to actually be kicking in a bit. In his defense Nat made it extra strong this year.

I sigh and smell the mix of eggnog and hot chocolate in my breath, “Yes Thor, you did. Like three times already and you keep adding people. The first time you told it was only two hundred men” I can’t help but laugh.

He furrows his brows and frowns, realizing I caught him, “No, I think you’re remembering it wrong”

I pat his knee, “Sure honey, whatever you say” with a smile.

Regardless of all that he begins to tell the story for a fourth time. Clint’s kids and Scott all listen to him in awe. Meanwhile I spot something across the room that made my heart sink.

I see Steve and Sharon laughing together, standing close to each other, being very touchy-feely. It made my stomach churn. But I was frozen in place, I couldn’t stop staring at them. Like that moment in a scary movie where you know something bad is about to happen but you can’t bring yourself to look away or close your eyes.

I know I shouldn’t really feel jealous. Steve and I are just friends. Obviously him and Sharon get along very well, she’s beautiful and clearly a better fit for him.

But I can’t help it. It makes me miserable. I’ve been in love for him for so long now I honestly wish it’d just go away at this point. Everything would be much simpler that way.

That way, I could just enjoy being his friend without my heart racing every time we touch or hold eye contact for longer than three seconds. I wouldn’t be over analyzing everything he says. I wouldn’t continuously get my hopes up thinking “maybe he does feel the same way”.

And then, just as that feeling of tears started to burn in my eyes, I noticed it; the mistletoe.

They were standing right below mistletoe. I started praying they wouldn’t notice but they did. Sharon looked up and smirked, Steve’s gaze followed. That’s it. Now’s the time to look away. I’m not gonna continue to torture myself here, much less with the sight of them kissing.

I got up abruptly and left the room, tears already streaming down my face. I went into another room and quickly closed the door behind me. Only to find Nat and Wanda in there.

They instantly got up with worry in their eyes. I could tell they were having a good time, talking and laughing. But it all disappeared off their faces in an instant when they saw me crying.

Immediately Nat walked up to me, holding my face up gently. “Hey hey, what’s wrong?” she asked.

But I just kept silently crying, ruining my makeup no doubt.

Natasha put her arm around me and led me to the couch where both her and Wanda sat with me and held me as I cried.

Wanda’s not the best at comforting, but I know she tries her best and I know she truly cares.

“Who do I have to hurt?” she said with a trace of her Sokovian accent that is more noticeable when she’s angry.

I manage to get the words out, “No one” in between sniffles.

“Then why are you crying?” she asked. I didn’t wanna say. It’s too embarrassing.

But Natasha took a good look at me and sighed, “I think I know”.

I turn to her, and she gives me a small smile and says, “Would this have anything to do with you liking Steve?”

My eyes widen. “How did you know?”

She raised an eyebrow at me, “I just do”

“You have feelings for Steve?” Wanda asked, genuinely surprised. I simply nod in response.

“Don’t worry, you’re fairly good at hiding it. It took me a while to figure out so I doubt anyone else knows. Especially him” Nat reassured me.

Wanda brought a tissue to me from across the room with her powers. I thanked her and cleaned up my face a bit.

“What happened though? Why are you crying then?” Wanda was still eager to know.

I took deep breaths to calm myself before recalling the memory. “It’s him and Sharon. I’ve seen how they are together, and just now they were all flirty n’ shit. And they were under mistletoe; I saw they were about to kiss”.

“Did you actually see them kiss?” It was Natasha who asked this time.

I shook my head, “I left before I could witness it”.

Nat kept rubbing my back while Wanda let me rest my head on her shoulder. I was still crying.

“Y/n there’s—” Nat started to speak but before she could continue Steve walked in.

“There you are” he said with a smile while looking at me. His face dropped when he saw the state I was in.

“What’s wrong?” he hurried towards me with worry in his eyes. I can’t face him right now, it’s too much.

I quickly get up and walk past him as I mumble a quick “Nothing” and leave the room. On my way out of the compound I grab my coat and I get in the elevator. Just as the doors were closing I saw Steve trying to catch up with me.

Once I’m out I put my espionage skills to use; right now I wanna be left alone. I decide to head for the big Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center thinking that’ll cheer me up a bit.

The loud sounds and all the sounds of the city start to overwhelm me but I just think that once I get to the tree I’ll be fine.

I arrive at the giant tree and stand in front of it feeling tiny in comparison. It was raining earlier so the water droplets make the lights look extra twinkly. It’s very cold, I shiver and fold my arms tightly regretting not bringing more than just my coat.

Despite there being so much commotion around me when I focus on the tree it all kinda fades away. So much so that I almost didn’t notice Steve standing at my side. I look at him through the corner of my eye; he’s also staring at the tree.

After a few seconds in silence he turns to me and says, “I figured you’d be cold”. When I turn to him I see he has my fuzzy hat and scarf. I can’t help but smile at the gesture, he give me a small smile too.

He then puts the hat on my head and wraps the scarf around my neck. I can feel myself blush but hopefully my cheeks were already red from the cold and he won’t notice. He smiles at me with gentle eyes but I force myself to look away, to focus on the tree. Because if I don’t I’ll drown in his eyes.

We both stand in silence staring at the tree. Our silences aren’t usually uncomfortable. But I know that he knows. So I’m silently freaking out on the inside.

“I tried to count all the lights once” I break the silence and my internal panic.

He snorts, “Of course you did. How far did you get?”

“Two-hundred and seventy-seven” I mumble, slightly embarrassed. Although I’d rather this embarrassment than the alternative.

“Wow, that’s determination” he said, genuinely impressed.

I held back a smirk, “Yeah, I looked at the tree dead in the eyes and said, “I could do this all day””.

We both started laughing. It’s nice to know we can laugh together no matter the circumstance. Even if he probably already knows I’m madly in love with him.

“Fuck off,” he said in between the laughter. I giggled in response.

After the laughter died down it was back to silence. Until…

“I know, y/n, I know why you were upset” Steve said.

My heart sank again, I was filled with fear. Fear of the inevitable rejection. “It’s—I’m sorry I—I’ll get over it” I fumbled over my words not know exactly what to say. But I was bracing myself for the worst.

He turned to me and took my hand of my pocket; mine were cold but his were warm. “What are you apologizing for?”. I saw the confusion in his expression. But also a tinge of pain which I couldn’t decipher. Did he feel sorry for me?

I sigh, I can see my breath in front of me, “For falling in love with you” I say feeling defeated at this point.

He takes both my hands now and holds them tightly as he says, “Do you feel sorry for how you feel about me? Because I don’t”

Now it’s my turn to be confused. “What?” my voice is small and frail.

“I am in love with you, y/n. I’m crazy about you. And I’m an idiot for not telling you sooner” he confessed.

I felt my heart thumping faster in my chest. Is this real?

“You are?” I asked, he nodded with a smile, “You are” I laughed nervously, and he laughed with me.

But then I remembered, “But wait, what about Sharon?”

“Sharon is a good friend, nothing more” he reassured.

“And the mistletoe?”

He let go of one of my hands and got something out of his pocket with a mischievous grin on his face. “You mean this mistletoe?” he raised his arm and dangled it above us while pulling me closer to him.

“I never kissed her. The only person I ever wanna kiss, is you” he said while looking back and forth from my eyes to my lips.

“Pepper’s gonna be mad you took the mistletoe” I tease.

He pulls me even closer and says, “She’ll get over it” and kissed me deeply.

I nearly melted in his arms. He dropped the arm that was holding the mistletoe and put it around my waist along with the other one. I threw my arms around his neck; holding on for dear life.

It was warm and soft, yet desperate in the sense that neither of us wanted to let go. When out lips finally separate he leans his forehead on mine, keeping his eyes closed. We start to giggle like little kids.

Suddenly we hear cheering, hooting and clapping. It’s Natasha, Wanda, Thor, and Scott.

We were embarrassed but couldn’t help but laugh.

“ABOUT DAMN TIME!” yelled out Nat.

“IM SO JEALOUS OF YOU Y/N” Scott yelled which made all of us burst into laughter.

“I guess I am pretty lucky huh?” I said to Steve.

He caressed my cheek with his thumb, “I’m the lucky one”.

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[erensangel444]

you got me mesmerized!

gojo satoru x reader

the title is inspired by loverboy by a-wall

this blurb is gojo x fem!reader, if you guys would want to see some gender neutral fics just let me know in my asks inbox! i’m open to any suggestions, if you want a fic that’s specifically tailored to you whether that be race-wise, gender-wise, any disabilities, etc,. just let me know!

likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated:D

this blurb has been proofread but if i missed something just let me know!

i want gojo to **** me like a **** and [REDACTED]😁😁

a/n: i’m waiting for crunchyroll to take ep 21 off of premium, also i was surprised to hear jjk’s dub, it’s pretty good. i fell in love with the show, not only cause the character’s are FINE, but it’s fucking amazing, and the animation...*chefs kiss*

edit: i just checked and ep 21 is available on crunchyroll now!!!

warnings: language(most of my fics do contain explicit language), mentions of alcohol consumption, smut: masturbation(male), unprotected sex w/ creampie, degradation, brat taming, denial of orgasm(male!receiving, only once). 

word count: 1.3k

summary: gojo dragged you up to the club last night, and ended up in your bed the next morning. how many times has this happened? too many. do you want it to keep happening? yes.

the sun warming your face was a gentle nudge to a not-so-gentle state of wakefulness. you were hungover, how could you not be? you and gojo had taken at least 4 shots last night, on top of drinking multiple rums and cokes, gojo nudging you to try a sex on the beach, ‘you should try it at least once,’ falling from his lips with a smirk.

gojo. you had forgotten he had slept over last night, there were pieces of last that you didn’t even remember, though it wasn’t hard to recall what happened after you made it home last night. gojo gave it to you, and you took it. 

you turned over to meet his sleeping figure, his blind fold discarded somewhere on the floor. he looked so peaceful when he was asleep, so calm, it differed greatly from the energy that accompanied gojo when he was awake. 

“take a picture while you’re at it,” gojo mumbled, a soft smirk showing on his face. “shut up,” you huffed, laying back down and facing away from him. “no, i was joking!” gojo whined, nuzzling his face into your neck and blowing raspberries onto your skin, causing you to laugh, gojo chuckling at the sound.

“don’t wanna get up yet,” he mumbled into your skin. you could feel his morning wood against your backside as you chuckled, moving away from gojo’s body. “well seems like part of you is,” you said, heading towards the bathroom. “not gonna help a man out?” you could hear gojo joke as you walked away. “i fully believe in your ability to take care of yourself,” you yelled back, laughing as you started brushing your teeth. 

after washing your face, and flossing you headed back to the room to ask gojo if he wanted some coffee, but instead, you were met by something much more surprising. of course he would, “i was kidding!” you yelped, shielding your eyes. “i wasn’t” gojo mused, his hand leisurely stroking his cock. 

“d-do you want coffee,” “actually, y-yeah” his voice faltered from the slight pleasure, “coffee sounds good,”. you nodded, your cheeks flushed red, walking back out the door. “wait, y/n!” “hmm?” you hummed, still facing away from gojo. 

“why are you so stiff? don’t ya wanna help me out?” gojo remarked. he had moved closer now, he was right behind you, you could feel his breath on your ear. “gojo...” you whined, gojo’s hand drifting to the front of your figure, grabbing at your breasts through your sleep shirt. “hmm?” he hummed in response to your whine. 

“tell me what you want,” he rasped into your ear, one of his hands drifting down to your panty clad center. “want you,” your voice had slowly become more desperate, gojo’s thumb rubbing slow circles over your fabric-covered clit. “you were so shy before, what happened to that?” “toru!” you whined, your nickname for him slipping out. 

gojo laughed picking you up, and carrying you the few steps back to the bed before throwing you down onto it. “well since you wanted to be a brat before,” you pouted, “i think you should do all the work,” gojo finished, the smirk so obvious on his features. 

“fine,” you said plainly, tugging at his arm for him to lie on the bed. gojo had yet to move, still standing above you, and grinning. “gojo!” “fine, fine, if you want it that bad,” he teased. 

gojo positioned himself to sit against the headboard, you maneuvered to hover over gojo, your hand at the base of his cock, the tip of his cock at your entrance. pushing the head inside, you slowly started to sink down, wincing at the slight burn from the intrusion.

after bottoming out, you sighed for a moment, adjusting. you felt gojo’s hand come down on your ass, the sound from the slap resonating throughout the room. “get to it,” he said, his voice breathless. you clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth, intent on giving gojo a taste of his own medicine 

you bounced relentlessly on his cock, clenching your walls purposely when you would grind for a moment. “f-fuck!” gojo moaned, throwing his head back. “g-gonna cum angel! n-need you to cum first,”. 

you were on the edge yourself, but you had better plans for gojo. you paused your movements, gojo’s cock still fully inside of you, but no movement. “w-what,” gojo whined, opening his eyes to look at you. you could see slight tears brimming in his eyes. “god, you’re so fucking” gojo mumbled, lifting you off of his cock. 

“wanted to be a brat, huh? gonna make me do it myself,” gojo had flipped you over, your ass in the air, your face down in the pillow. “i’ll show you how brats get treated,” gojo said his voice gravely. gojo pushed into you, inch by inch. he sat for a few seconds before pulling out and roughly thrusting back into you. “s-satoru!” you moaned. one of gojo’s hand pressed your face further into the pillow, his body atop yours, your back pressed against his chest as his cock rammed into you. 

you were blabbering nonsense, your drool falling onto the pillow. gojo let out a laugh that turned into a fluttery moan before he spoke, “i’m fucking you dumb, aren’t i? you can dish it out, but can’t take it?” “g-gojo please!” you whined. gojo laughed louder this time, his hand that had been pushing your hand into the pillow delegating down to your clit. 

“come on, cum for me,” gojo growled, his fingers rubbing quicker circles on the bundle. “been such a bad girl, but i’m letting you cum, i think you ought to say thank you,” his tone had become so condescending and, god, you loved it. “th-thank you gojo! thank you!” gojo began thrusting harder, your orgasm teetering on the edge. “look at me as you say it,” his voice deeper than before. you strained your neck to turn around and look at gojo, “t-thank you toru!” “fuck!” he groaned, his voice and his cock pushing you over the edge.

your orgasm was intense, reverberating throughout the entirety of your body. upon feeling your walls clench on his cock, gojo was pushed into his own orgasm, his warm seed filling you up. you sighed at the feeling, the warmth spreading inside of you. 

gojo pulled out of you, flopping down onto the bed next to you. without gojo’s hands holding onto you, your whole body felt like jelly as your knees no longer supported you, your legs sliding until you laid flat on the mattress. 

“coffee?” gojo asked, still breathless. you mustered up a little laugh, turning over to gojo who was already smiling at you. “bathroom first,” you sighed, pointing at gojo. gojo jumped out of the bed, running over to your side as he held his arms out to pick you up. 

after using the bathroom, you had thrown back on your sleep shirt, gojo grabbing out a pair of sweats from your bottom drawer, from the drawer that had been designated as his drawer. he smiled at the thought. walking in to the kitchen, gojo had started some coffee, the liquid dripping into the pot. 

it was nice, sitting with gojo, drinking coffee and talking. you had been pretty good friends before this whole arrangement, so you were glad that nothing had changed. eventually gojo had to leave, much to your dismay, but you did have a pretty busy day yourself also. 

he hustled out of your apartment, but not before leaving a soft kiss on your lips, much to your surprise. gojo wasn’t one for goodbye kisses, or even monogamous relationships for that matter, so the sweet gesture warmed your heart.

you looked up at gojo who had a slight blush on his cheeks as he grinned at you. he hurried down your hall, towards the elevator, waving bye when the ‘ding!’ sounded, the elevator doors opening.

3 hours later you recieved a text from gojo. usually after these nights together, it wouldn’t be a week until you did it again, but gojo felt there was no need to wait. he just wanted to be near you. 

‘drinks tonight? ;)’

fin

thank you guys so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed:D this was my first jujutsu kaisen piece!

so much love to you, take care of yourself<3

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