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privitivium · 3 months

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*appears in front of you wearing a suit* my good sir, may i offer you some flirtatious&dombot enmu x oblivious&subtop reader?:3 if dat dont peak your interest, allow me to descwibe the deal a bit better! see, not only is the reader as dense as bricks, he's also never had dreams befor!:0 (or sex but dats unrelated(⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）) enmu is shocked and appalled, not only by how dum reader is, but also by the fact they've never dreamed!!:00 so, enmu decides to not only make reader fuck him, (woahza, i jus got some deja vu from the first time i gave u an anonymous askO_o) he also decides to give reader an unforgettable dream!!!:3 so, what do you say, good sir?:33 *gibes you badly written contract*

:3 anon (but im in a suit now:D)

flirty dombot enmu x oblivious-ish,, subtop m reader

utterly enticing deal :3 in a suit... i sign thr contract with a single piece of macaroni. darlin is a demon hunter,,, meeting on a train but not mugen train arc! also amab enmu. ahemhrm. a bit rushed,,, apologies for that and any mistakes

meeting under rather,, strange circumstances… it was normal, which was the only thing strange about it! you treated enmu as though he were a human..! which usually he would have qualms about, being the superior race and all.. but you seemed charming enough to be given the chance of conversation as he studied you from afar - smiling to himself like an idiot… come to find out how utterly dense you were. i mean, he figured something had to be wrong if you thought he was human with his eyes and all,, upper moon one? come on, now.. you were something to be admired.. his object of his affection, disregarding muzan for the plot… staring at you, across you in the now empty train car.. all by your lonesome..

wondering.. why don't you dream..? staring at you hard, exploring your mind - delving deep in the darkest pits.. trying to feed off the horrors of your memories like the other passengers of the train - trying to find something that would utterly mess with your head, to make you submit easier… just to find that your life seemed to be relatively full of merriment,,. is every idiot this happy and full of bliss? an idiot who so happened not to dream; which was enmu's expertise?

eagerly moving to sit next to you, to feel you next to him now that he's materialized - all for you, he'd tease.. enmu already felt so familiar with you - as though you go way back.. his thick thighs pressing against yours - immediately thinking about the feeling of your cock down his throat.. nothing too serious besides milking you dumb and telling you what a good father you'd be,,. shaking his head back into place as he feels you stir - smiling happily and a little too close for comfort as he waits patiently, gleefully,,,

“ah, wow, you have a hand on your mouth..” you yawned loudly, and he wonders how strong you must be to be an actual demon slayer if not for your smarts. enmu snickers gently, a hand to his lips. “ a-a mouth on your hand.” you correct, awakening to the warmth of a body - it was as if time skipped, and you had merely been resting your eyes for a mere second.. blinking the sleep from your eyes - a comfortable sleep, no less. glazing over your slip-up, regarding his delicate hand in wonder and a little odd that your senses were not picking up that he was a demon. wondering what color your blade is..

“yes, sweetie, a mouth on my hand..” he giggles - a melodious thrum, “i'm enmu.” a grin slips along his lips - fangs poking out - not bothering to ask as he already knew your name from deep diving throughout your mind.., “do you wanna see it up close?” he teases, reaching over and offering his hand out for you to kiss, imagining himself as victorian royalty.. ”oh, boy.. would i ever..” you trail off, reaching you and gently taking his grey toned hand in yours - admiring the fully functional mouth on the back of enmu’s hand, running the pad of your thumb over the lips and slowly closing in - enmu's face erupting in a dull red color as you kiss his hand so sweetly,,, being an idiot makes you much charming that your average person, he thinks, feeling his hand tongue being licked at messily - what were you doing, trying to makeout with his hand and making his cock ache…??

“it's real? oh.. jeez. I thought it was a tattoo.” you remark, pulling away with a shy grin - a trail of saliva following your lips that you mindlessly wipe off with the back of your hand. you introduce yourself, before you forget to. enmu hums gently, shivering as he crosses one leg over the other ; pressing against you a bit obnoxiously, invitingly draping his hand on your inner thigh -

“of course it's real… how did you sleep, hun?” he questions gently, turquoise eyes half-lidded and batting his eyelashes,,, unable to contain his merriment.

you shrug, leaning back against, “pretty good actually.” you nod, cracking a grin at the effeminate man pressed against you so shamelessly, “did you sleep good too? oh.. and where is everyone?”

“no dreams? nothing notable?” he teases - answering your question with one of his own; a hazy blush dusting his face, eyes half-lidded. what, you just fall asleep and wake up? just like that? how.. boring. enmu purses his lips, tilting his head at you while wrapping his arms around your thicker, muscular arm,,, you can dream.. he can show you. “w-well,, no..” you squint, eyes narrowing as you try to recall.. before the man at your side disappears and the motion of the train slows to a stop..,,,

“how utterly saddening,” he murmurs with a frown, feigning sadness as he delicately cups your face - you, simply staring into his turquoise eyes without a care as he was suddenly placed atop your thighs,, in his dream realm,,., glancing around briefly in curiosityㅡ“not one to dream? so very interesting…” enmu continued, nonchalantly sitting atop your very obviously hardened groin - pegging you for a bit of a virgin and taking it as a compliment.., “interesting?” you question him curiously, eyes narrowed as you take a moment to actually look at him, taking in his soft, pink cheeks with odd square markings.. lifting your hand to his cheek and totally not taking notice of the change of your surroundings… “what's so interesting about it..”

“so adorable..” enmu snickers softly behind his free hand, daintily covering his mouth,, “...it's interesting that you don't dream is all.. i like dreaming.. succumbing to a realm where you can mold reality to your liking..” you seemed to not be paying attention, as you suddenly grip his thighs - startling him briefly and accidentally showing you something horrific, that makes your eyes water - he wasn't opposed to seeing you in such disarray, but for some reason, scaring you didn't seem as fun as messing with others did.. the urge to hold you in his arms, a person much bigger than him,,. “noㅡnono, it's okay..! you're okay, silly..!” He laughs delicately, coddling your face with his hand before pressing the back of his palm to your flushed cheek and began licking away the tears akin to a cat; the scene switching to something lovely, something you were sure to relax in… resting upon a cloud in a setting sky,,, enmu surprises even himself sometimes, being so chummy with a human..

“this is what a dream is.. you see?” he hums gently, taking the time to slowly unbuckle your belt and eager to see your pent-up cock,, rubbing his thighs together,,, his pre-cum soaking through the fabric of his pants and all,, “isn't it fantastic, my dear? you'll be seeing and feeling.. much more of this..” he drags his palm along your cock over your underwear - you squirm, fidgeting as you squint at him, huffing mutely,.. you did have some experience with.. sex and whatnot.. but not with someone as weird looking as enmu, as you saw it. you definitely weren't opposed to being touched by such a person as this pretty guy.. enmu, knowing exactly what you liked, as he leaned upwards and caressed underneath your jaw, humming gently - before he was naked, and bare for you to marvel at,, feeling himself smiling giddily to himself as he catches how you leer at him;; pre-cum pearling at the slit of your flushed tip that he stripped bare seconds before,, “this is a dream?” you murmur, in confusion; hands clenched into fists before tracing on enmu's bare thighs - the same square pattern on his cheeks, trailing down his thighs.. and his cock, leaking so prettily just at the sight of your own,,, inhaling deeply, feeling drunk off the scent of your sex -

“y-yes.. a dream..” grinding his ass against your bare cock, “isn't this lovely, my darling?” his own dick bobbing with his fluid movements as he holds himself up with his hands stationed on your shoulders - sharp nails every so slightly digging into your skin, not that you seemed to mind - and rather rutted upwards, into him - tip briefly poking against his puckered hole. “a-ah,, what a wonderful idea,,,” enmu murmurs aloud, shivering at the feeling, daydream of feeling your cum settle inside him. he cant help himself,,, just so eager to feel you,, taste you,,, what a silly little guy you were, just so eager to feel a demon fuck on you, huh? not that your idiot mind could comprehend such a thing.. not having any qualms as you were having such a grand time of having such a pretty guy grind himself into you - practically cumming on yourself just from that - “uhah.. wah.. you're good at this.” you murmur, feeling embarrassed as your thighs begin to twitch - legs squirming.

“,,, pathetic,,,” enmu voiced sweetly, affectionately as he leaned downward, his lips catching yours and teeth pricking your lips; blood which he eagerly laps up - “but ever so cute,,” he had the urge to degrade you horribly,,, taking your human dick up the ass like a champ - insulting you for your blood.. but ,,, ur just so cute,,, how could enmu ever treat you like that? perhaps he could .. just… feet you some of his blood… “enmu..” you try his name on your tongue, admiring his features once more as you grip the flesh of his plump ass in your hands. you'd.. take advantage of this supposed dream… he coos gently,, a soft awwh,,,, before reaching downward and lathering your cock in your fluids - jerking you off briefly before aiming your cock to lineup with his hole,, to push onto you, himself, as you were too busy admiring his face.. making him feel all fluttery.. ugh, how dare you.. “yes, my dear?” he hums affectionately, inching himself downward onto the tip of your cock, before stilling - trying to relax as he presses downward onto you, barely making it passed the neck before he was whimpering softly and paying you no mind - utterly focused on feeling you in him the thick girth of your cock - tip reaching deeper than any toys he's fucked himself with, grazing his prostate so sweetly as he's fully pierced himself with your cock,,,

rendering you speechless.. your form,,, your eyes glistening, glazed over with tears and a face darkened with the heat of arousal,, he could feel your fat cock throb inside him,,, he grinned, feeling so proud of himself as he sloppily, skillfully begins bouncing himself at a slow pace along your girth, whining softly as tears of pain and pleasure prick his turquoise eyes - not that he was complaining,,

“feels good, hrm?” he grinned widely, breathlessly. you seem to he big on eye contact - tensing around you deliberately as he slides himself up and down, slamming down and grinding into your crotch - “a-ah, yes.. yes, uh.. enmu..” you manage, staring teary-eyed and breathless at the demon riding you,,, cum coating your naked abdomenㅡenmu's cum,,, that he was sure to swipe off with his digits and shove in your mouth,,, tensing as you shift upward, hands gripping his hips as you pull him downward onto your cock - pushing your face into his shoulder - body reacting without your mind as your lower intestines coil, hole clenching around nothing before you positively releasing your load unto his gummy walls,,, gasping softly as you bury your face into his surprisingly not sweaty flesh,, “again..” enmu smiles bashfully, slowly beginning to bounce himself,,, showing no signs of stopping. he was sure to drag this out,, make you relive your first time ever having an orgasm,,, so politely,,,

#kny =͟͟͞͞★#* ( :3 ) !!!#enmu x male reader #x male reader #top male reader #subtop male reader #subtop m reader #dombot enmuu!!!!!!#hoorayy!!!

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c0kitty · 7 months

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𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 .... 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 w/ barista!megumi fushiguro x f!reader « 0:00 ─〇───── 0:00 ⇄

summary: barista!megumi on his night shift, seems to always wonder about the pretty girl who appears to be trying to study, but eventually, always falls asleep. (⛦) content: fluff. suggestive. making out. set in college. reader has rizz. megumi is awkward asf but we love him. reader sleepy all the time. sweet cuddles. megumi pines so hard. (⛦) w/c: 3k+

every other day, like clockwork, megumi finds you sitting in the far left corner, by the bookcase that presses against the beige walls. he didn’t intentionally act like a creep, keeping track of your visits. but he just found himself always looking at you, magnetized by you

your routine was the same each time. first, you would gently put down the computer, and then you would itch your new hair of the month, whether it was freshly done box braids or a slick-down puff. after settling in, you would order some food, your face lighting up with a smile, one that would leave him forgetting the number of shitty customers he had.

you’d try to make up a conversation, ‘how was your day,’ ‘what's on today’s menus,’ and because megumi was, in his friend's words, socially incompetent he would reply with one or two words, similar to a caveman.

it was something you never seemed to really mind, nodding your head long like he told his life story, and with your order, you would eat. 10 minutes would pass, you would be knocked out asleep, with your head resting on your arms. eventually, one hour later, you would wake up, check the time, frown slightly, and leave.

it all seemed somewhat pointless to him, this ritual, but it was kind of relatable with his constant procrastination to certain things. although there was a rule not to have sleeping customers in here, every time he would think to approach you, this fluttering sensation would feel in his stomach, and then it would seem a little bit impossible to do just that.

it's 8:36, and you're still here sleeping, a little over the time you usually are here for, and the shop is completely empty. he looks at the coffee pot, then to you. megumi finds himself mindlessly walking to your table, with a steaming hot coffee.

he notices your head turned in the opposite direction, your body rising from your soft breaths. it takes him shamefully over a minute to actually bring himself to wake you up, resting his heavy-weighted hand on your shoulders, and shaking you gently.

you turn your head to look at him, your lids droopy and a little red, meet his. for maybe over a second, he thought you would yell at him for waking you up. but, you just sit up, casually wiping away a trace of drool on your plush lips.

“did i order something in my sleep or …?”

“no, here. on the house,” he replies, with a little bit of a rise to his voice, placing the steaming mug in front of you. your eyes go to soften, looking from the drink to him.

“thank you so much, god knows im addicted.” you said, eye’s joining in, with the corner of your mouth lifting. your face is like the sun, he has to look away at some point — but he doesn’t. “i’m closing in 8 minutes.” he states, you glance down at the time eyebrow-raising. “but i'll be here for 25 more minutes to close up and clean.”

your lips form into a soft pout, with a sigh, “i didn’t even get to study.” and now you're standing up, packing up your belongings, closing your laptop in a matter of seconds. “i’ll get out of your way, thank you again for the drink.”

“i’m not kicking you out. do whatever you need to do, until i actually leave,” he says hurriedly, you look at him, eyes brightening up again, “you just saved my life. my teacher would have bitten my ear off. how can i repay you?”

“a big tip would be nice,” he replies, sarcastically, almost reflexively. he’d forgotten for a moment you were a customer, that not everyone could take his jokes. but your laughter cuts through his doubt.

it also, rang through his mind even after he walked back to the register.

it’s closing time, and megumi is locking the door. to his surprise, turning around he still finds you still there. “do you always do this for your customers?” you ask, head-tilted.

his black brows knit faintly, recalling if ever a time, “no, usually kick them out as soon as they start to sleep. either eat — or work.”

“such a tyrant.” you playfully remark. the edge of his lips lift slightly, a rare sight that even his friends couldn’t accomplish, it really only happens at their demise. “so i guess i’m a little special, huh?”

his mouth parts slightly, were you flirting with him? “i – well, you looked tired and comfortable. i was scared that if i woke you up you would kill me.” he replies.

“good thinking, probably would have.” you laugh.

“don't wanna worry my roommates. so i’ll see you friday ...” you continue, angling your head up to squint at his name tag. “megumi. cute name.”

he could feel the tips of his ears getting red. he had to stand there a minute, even after you left, to put together what just happened.

“this can’t keep happening.” megumi remarks, standing beside you as he places the leftover treats on your table. it was the 4th or 5th time that you had somehow mystically fallen asleep, leaving him to close up with you. he wasn’t entirely complaining. but the way you made him red and in a slurry for words, made him regret ever letting you inside the cafe.

he knew you were just joking though, after being with you for quite some time being sometimes oblivious to your words, and flirty was just a part of your personality.

your head lifts from your arms, your eyes already zoned on the treats he brought, taking it in your hand. “oooo, i love this so much. megumi, you are the best, seriously. the heavens graced you man.” it’s a purple tart, sugar dusting around its edges, and it was also the one you always seem to get when coming here.

you take it in your mouth, biting into it. crumbs fall to the corner of your lips, and then there’s this sudden urge to dust the little crumbs at the side of your mouth, that were shiny from your sparkly lipgloss. but he, of course, doesn’t.

he ignores your exaggerations, a question stuck in his head. “why can’t you study at home?” megumi always wanted to question your home life, wondering what you did after you flashed your pretty smile, and said goodbye to him at the door.

your gaze shifts to his, putting down the tart to speak. “my roommates are so annoying, rowdy too. love them, but it’s so hard to focus sometimes.” you continue, playing with coils in the back of your hair, “also, the library is a no-go, it’s filled with so many students stressing out on deadlines like me. messes with my vibe.”

your eye’s suddenly widened, “wait, are you trying to send me out? i can’t read social cues sometimes.”

he shakes his head quickly to your question, adding, “no, but there are moments where im so close to doing it.” you smile at that, obviously teasing. being you were the only customer here, he goes ahead, and takes the seat in front of you.

“good, because i plan to mooch off of you and your for snacks, a little while.” megumi rolls his eyes at that, even if he totally, quite seriously, wouldn’t mind.

you continue to do your work, whilst megumi’s hazel green eyes trail to your assignment, that rests beside your computer.

“you got the first question wrong.”

you look up to him, “huh?”

“can i?” you nod your head. megumi hovers over you, reaching for your pencil, and scribbles onto the equation. “you had to integrate f(x) again, to integrate f ’(x). also, the constant had to be substituted to equal 6. the other stuff is correct though.”

done explaining, megumi looks up, and he doesn’t realize how close he is to you. he watches as you flutter your lashes. your gaze briefly drops to his lips, before returning to meet his eye’s. you tilt your head, and he doesn’t realize that you’re saying something until now. “...you’re so good for me, gumi.”

“huh?” megumi stammers, suddenly backing up.

“i said you’re so good at this,” you repeat. his heart beats in his ears — this was not one of those a wet dreams of you he was haunted by. megumi scratches his throat, and goes to sit back in his chair.

“so, are you a calculus major?” you ask, and he’s so grateful for the change in conversation; as he attempts to ignore the heat pooling at his stomach.

“no, in engineering.” you nod your head, continuing your homework. “that makes more sense.” his eyebrow’s furrowed, were you implying something? “what is that supposed to mean?”

you wave your hand dismissively, to clarify, “you just seem like the type, introverted, analytical. you're kind of an open book y’know. at first i thought you were pretty reserved too, but once someone gets to know you, you care for them in your own language.”

tilting your head up, pencil touching your chin, you add, “i bet you love documentaries too, and have a dog to keep you company.” he didn’t know how she knew that, was so some witch. “is that a bad thing?”

you look away from the ceiling, flicking your eye’s to him. “what is a bad thing?”

“being … predictable.”

“you’re not predictable; you just wear your heart, very tiny, on your sleeves. i like that about you.” you say, your sincerity almost crushing his heart.

“but,” you add, shifting your gaze back to your work. “you gotta introduce me to your doggie though.”

“well, goodnight.” you say. both lingering at the doorway, megumi hesitant to let go of the limited time you guy’s shared.

“can i have your —”

“could you —” you both speak in unison, a laugh escapes your lips at that. “you go first,” you gesture to him.

“could i have your number?” megumi manages to ask and you nod your head, giving him your phone number. done exchanging social, he slips his phone back into his pocket.

you’re looking at him now, a small smile gracing your lips, when megumi speaks without thinking, “text me when you get home?”

for a brief moment, he wonders if it was weird to ask or maybe makes it obvious to his crush on you, but his doubt fades as you agree with a warm, “yeah i will.”

“alright night.” you wave at him, and as you turn away, he watches you walk away.

sleeping beauty: im expectin 70 pics of ur doggies

sleeping beauty: wouldn’t mind if u were in a few of them too

yeah, he was definitely doomed.

it’s when yuji comes in randomly, standing by the counter. pestering and complaining to him about how he couldn’t pass this math class, “seriously, this guy is purposely failing me. i turned —”

“dude, are you even listening to me?” megumi seemed distracted, looking at something in particular. yuji follows megumi’s gaze and at that, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“damn, you look so love-struck.” yuji teases, and megumi rolls his eyes before snapping his attention back to wiping the counter. “i excuse you for not listening to my crisis. you should talk to her.”

“i’m not love-struck, just keeping an eye.” megumi replied defensively. it was the first time you had come to the cafe, seeming surprisingly focused. typing away the computer. you ordered so much coffee in a span of two hours, he was getting a little concerned. you were actually working with no naps, the entire time and you look so drained doing so.

“also, she doesn’t like me — not that i do.” he cleared his throat, feeling somewhat put on the spot. “maybe she flirts with me time to time or you know says things that make me question that maybe she’s my soulmate, but we’re just friends.”

“friends who flirt, yeah alright.” yuji pointed out with a grin, pulling away from the counter. “well, i gotta go, nobrara will listen to me complain. you gotta introduce me to her one-day when she’s not in her … zone. cya”

two more coffees and a pastry (that he’d saved from the rush of customers) later. it was dark outside, the yellow lights from the streetlamps casting a soft glow on the road, and it was time to close. he approaches you, noticing your tired eyes fixed on the computer, the redness evident.

“it’s closing time,” he says. though you didn’t move an inch, he gently shakes your shoulder, and it seems to startle you. “oh, shit sorry, this is killing me.” with a sigh, you close your laptop.

“we can go. i gotta pull an all-nighter for this assignment.”

“what's the assignment anyways?’ he asks, walking you to the door.

“it’s not an assignment. my computer deleted a project i had been working on for half the year. gots to redo it all, to turn it in tomorrow.”

he nods, and you guys are at the entrance. a yawn leaves your mouth, “imma go, i’ll see you thursday.” you say, but megumi still stands by the door — contemplating something. he suddenly rushes towards you, taking a few steps, and grabs your hand.

you turn your head to him, “do you wanna come over?”

you look at him, eyebrows raised high, but no words escape your lips. megumi suddenly realizes how … sexual that sounded. “i mean,” he stammered, “you said you had nowhere else to study, and i live by myself, so …” he was rambling now.

with a tired smile, you reply, “yes, that would be great. thanks.” he nods his head, and the two of you walk side-by-side to his apartment, which was thankfully, not that far away. unlocking his door, he felt a little self-conscious, even though he did clean his rooms 24/7.

“so, this is my house,” he says, following you inside. two dogs, divine and demon, come bounding towards you. their fluffy bodies nuzzle against your feet, clearly used to being spoiled with attention. “so these are the cuties.” you bend to rub at their fur, and the both of course, turn-over for more.

he wondered why he couldn’t be a dog when he had reincarnated.

going to his counter, he takes out their food, and the dogs shift their attention to megumi, hunger apparent. you're standing in the middle of the room now, looking around. “nice place,”

“didn’t know you had style, gumi,” you joke. megumi finishes with feeding his dogs, walking to you, in the middle of the room, momentarily forgetting his role as a host. “oh, uh you could sit anywhere,” you nod your head, sitting on his couch, not before taking off your shoes in front of the door.

“if you need anything just tell me. food. water. dessert.” he says. you laugh, replying, “got it, but i'll be an easy guest to the host. you won’t even know im here.”

“alright, im gonna go shower.”

your words were kinda of an understatement, every thought of you seemed to consume him, especially now you were in his home, on his couch, playing with his dogs. he’s been in the shower for about an hour, contemplating life, and trying his damn hardest to issue his boner down.

megumi walks into the living room, a towel draped around his neck, hair falling at his eyes. your eyes flick to him, staring at him for a few seconds. he thinks, was there something on his face? before blurting out loud, “...is there something on my face?”

“oh, no. you just look really good with your hair-down.” your eyes shift back to your computer like you didn’t just make his heart skip a beat and make his forever hairstyle. he sits down, at the end of the chair, playing on his phone. it’s comfortable silence, with only the tv background noise, and his dogs rest at your feet.

almost two hours later, megumi notices your slumped posture. your head fallen backward, body rising with every inhale. seeing you like that, made him so undeniable soft. megumi was more than a little tired himself, trying to stay up with you.

absentmindedly, he goes to get you a pillow and one of his throw blankets. by your side, he places them on the living table, after closing your laptop. you looked a little stiff so, he adjusts you to lie down, head on the couch. with his blankets covering you and his pillow resting under your head, he goes to leave.

but before he could, a hand wraps around his wrist, your hand. with your eye’s struggling to stay open. “stay.” your voice mumbled, really a miracle he could hear it.

“i can’t.” he began, but you looked up at him, a pout left on your lips. “it’s my dream gumi, you can’t say no to me.” oh. you thought you were dreaming … about him? you tug him, with your hands on his wrist, and then he contemplates. looking back to his bedroom, to you.

“please?” you add.

and, already tired, he folds. he goes to lay right next to you. the couch was only so big, so you both had to shuffle close together until your head ended up on his chest. your arms draped across him, legs tangled together.

megumi wakes up before you, finding you still in the same position as before, your head resting on his chest, arms tightly holding him. your face was tilted at him, your lips exhaling out gentle breaths. his hazel green eyes drawn to your lips, noticing how moisturized and soft they looked, he just wanted to kiss you.

but he doesn’t, instead, he lets his mind fill with rapid thoughts.

should he leave before you wake up? what would this mean if he didn't? you were dreaming about him …. but maybe it was just friend vibes?

“stop overthinking, it’s too early in the morning,” your voice interrupted his thoughts, your eyes were still closed, how’d you notice? “i can feel your heartbeat.” you somehow respond to his thoughts.

“oh well, i wasn’t overthinking. just … lost in thought.”

your soft laughter fills the room as if this entire situation was normal. he glances down, now meeting your eyes, which were already on him. “i won’t say no if you ask, gumi.” he was confused about what you were talking about, til your eyes flick at his lips.

was he dreaming?

“can i kiss you …” he remembers they just had woken up. “after we brush our teeth, of course,” he asks. you nod, a smile playing on your lips. you both get up and he leads you to the bathroom. megumi was more than a little impatient to feel your lips on his, as the toothbrush went in his mouth, especially when you teasingly bumped your hips to his.

with both of you guys done, he wastes no time wrapping his arm around your waist. you turn around to face him, tilting your head up. though it takes a second for megumi to build the confidence to press at your lips, but when he does it makes him melt.

minty from the tooth toothpaste, it was slow, and soft, as you both tried to find each other’s rhythm. his arms find their way traveling from your waist to your butt, pulling you closer to him. your arms snake around his neck, lips overlapping. the kiss almost turns frantic, needy.

“you know i’ve seen the way you look at me.” you murmur to his lips.

“hm.” megumi sucks at your upper lip, and he could feel your tiny gasp in his mouth. he kisses you so hard, he almost forgets you both needed to breathe. his heart beating miles per minute.

he pulls away, which creates a small smack sound. looking down at you, your lips are pouty and bruised. “i was jus’ waiting for you to tell me you want me.”

“i want you. want you so much, baby.” he says mindlessly, it’s raw and honest. and then the corner of your lips quirk up, you do the initiative in closing the gap between you two, with an open, heated kiss.

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pjackk · 2 years

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Situation. urgent.

Hey gang, i need help real bad.Seriously, life is like really tough for me rigt now. So,pretty much, some doushe bag ran into me in a drunk driving incident and now im having some real bad money problems.

This is all cuz i was out getting some drinks with my fwb & and it was night time and real dark & shit so when i tried to merge (thought nobody was there) some idiot was right there,apparently.

Thankfully i got out real easy cuz only the driver of the other car and my buddy got hurt since he was givin me crazy car head & smashed his head on my wheel & got a concussion i think.

The other drive is still in a coma & his psycho ass wife keeps bitching at me bout how i gotta pay for everuthing which i think might be illegal from the harassment act

It was real ugly and basically im traumatized by The blood & shit & that guys banshee ass wife who isnt even pretty by the way has kind of traumatised me.

Pretty much, im not really insured so i got to pay for everything from my pockets,which, is very close to empty.

My booze is running out to which is pretty bad & shitty cuz i gotta drink to deal with the pain snce i dont even vibe with therapist bull shit.

Pretty much, even if i had the money to numb my pain with DIY/tradional medicine i cant even drive w/o keeping a breathalyzer in my car now which im prety sure is rigged as fucked since even if i only drank a litle bit it still fails.

Pretty much,i need at least $1500 to pay up for the my treatment, gettig my ride sexy again,and rent cuz my land lord keeps skull fuckign my ass cuz i dont have a reliable gig rn so he wont even give me another month extension to pay.

Situation urgent.I know life is like a box of chocolates & shit but please help so i can keep being fckin awesome!!!

Pic of my truck.Mechanic said its gonna cost a fortune to fix.thank fuck this wasnt my house lol i would be in lots of trouble

Btw, here are two creatures lol. Im gonna have to get them killed if i dont get money by the way since kibbles so expensive rn cuz of the 🇺🇦⚔️🇷🇺 war i think,so maybe U can think about that

Cash app: $pjack9

GOAL: 0/$5000

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darkshuubi · 7 months

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ITS BAKE OFF TIME BABEEEEEY

GOD I LOVE THE FIRST SHOWSTOPPER CHALLENGE! ANIMAL CAKES YAAS SLAAAY

LOOK AT THIS DUDE! THE EYES! HE SEEN SOME SHIT WITH THOSE EYES

0 THOUGHTS HEAD EMPTY. BEAUTIFUL

HONESTLY - MOOD

LOVING THE PRESENTATION! LOBSTER IN A LOBSTER TRAP?! GENIOUS

ITS SO PRETTY AND ADORABLE I JUST CANT SDFKJKDSGSFD

SUCH A BABY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH <3 REST IN PEACE LIL PUPPER </3

THE COW!!!! THE COW IS SOOO GOOD OMG I CANT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

THAT FACE!! OMG 🥺

I WILL DIE FOR HERBERT SUCH A CUTIE AAAAAAA

THAT ORCA IS ACTUALLY ADORABLE <3 IM SO SORRY FOR YOU BABE </3

A FUCKING LEGEND AND A GREAT QUOTE

MARVELOUS, SPECTACULAR, GOD I LOVE THIS BIRB!

GG to all bakers, Dan did such a great job the whole episode and so sorry for Amos plz dont cry babe </3

#tgbbo #the great british bake off #bake off 2023 #gbbo #gbbo 2023 #tgbbo 2023 #the great british bake off 2023 #bake off #animal cakes

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hyuckie-angel · 9 months

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treasure reaction; college boyfriend

in which they love their partner and their studies (sometimes)

a/n; a lil suggestive in jihoon, yoshi, asahi and doyoung’s parts

최현석 • choi hyunsuk

the making music at 1am boyfriend

the raw talent your partner hyunsuk possesses is no joke

the way music seems to come from his fingertips

magically into the software

renders you speechless sometimes

‘come look at what i made :D’

he’ll never say it but all of his lyric inspiration is you

he’s never failed a project and he knows its because he’s got you there to write about :’)

but anyway

despite adoring his creativity, sometimes he really just has no clue

like there’s a road in his brain but its one way and the lines are fading

if you get what i mean

it’s really late

the world is silent

you are drifting off into dreams

when out of nowhere you hear a really loud Dm chord blasting through the stereo

‘hyunsukkkkkkkk’

‘yeah? :0′

he’s cute when he’s confused so you forgive him

when he has an early class you sometimes have to get out of bed and force him away from his desk

‘but im almost don-’

‘hyunsuk it is 4am go the fuck to sleep’

sometimes he whips out the guitar at 1am, strumming a few chords and humming along

this you could never say no to

‘i wrote this one for you the other day’

lying there listening to him quietly serenade you fills you with this warm comfortableness

so you jump out of bed to grab his face

planting a soft kiss onto his lips

you can feel his grin even with your eyes shut

its safe to say that sleeping doesn’t play a huge part in the relationship, and you could not care any less :)

박지훈 • park jihoon

the ‘if i finish my project will you finish me? ;)’ boyfriend

lord help your soul

jihoon may look like the sweetest, most innocent guy on campus

but oh boy is that incorrect

before you were even dating he was winking at you across the classroom

or running ahead of you to open doors

and despite his wide and elated smile when you finally accepted his advances

he is a fiend

he’s like your own personal devil on your shoulder

‘surely we skip this class’ wink wink wink

you quickly figured out that the best motivation for this man is

well

the intimate kind

the ‘if you finish this project in the next hour ill let you do whatever you want tonight’ kind

he has absolutely no complaints

it was a dream come true when he realised you would reciprocate

besides

both of you would much rather spend a night having fun

than reading coursework and hating life

of course he has his sweet moments

buys you flowers

brings you chocolate when you’re sad

agrees that making a pillow fort is very important rn

cue the next 3 hours of bickering and pillow related injuries

but his tendency to get distracted

makes itself known quite often

of course you use this to your advantage

walking into the room in a tiny little skirt and an almost see through top

you get more attention than you’ve ever dreamed of

and the sex

you don’t wanna blow up his ego

but it’s just always really, really good

your professor has started to become suspicious

sometimes both of you do fantastic work

but sometimes both your projects look rushed (¬_¬)

‘we just spent too much time studying for our other class professor i swear’

this boy will be the death of you

金本芳典 • kanemoto yoshinori

the always late to class boyfriend

you love this boy to the grave

but you cannot count on all your fingers and toes the amount of times he has forgotten about his classes

never once has he done it on purpose

the man just gets so distracted by anything and everything

especially you

he is no thoughts head empty only yn

‘holy fucking fuck i have class rn’

you have his schedule written down in your phone

so when you tell him you’re going to the shops and he says he’s coming

you can tell him

‘no yoshi you have literature in 5 minutes’

cue yoshi olympic sprinting out of the house

the amount of times he comes back from class with a paper that has been graded

‘98%... late’

its basically his brand atp

you’re no better sometimes though

if you’re making out and in the back of your mind you know he probably has class soon

but you’d much rather be here

with his hands in you hair and your heavy breaths breaking the silence

you just say nothing

yoshi doesn't care if he’s late because you guys were having sex

in fact unsurprisingly

he quite enjoys it

as do you lmao

‘yoshi you have class’

‘stfu do you wanna have sex or not jesus’

he’s also developed a sixth sense when around his professors

if he passes by one of them on campus

he immediately leaves your side

jumping behind a bush

as you get confronted by his literature professor asking why tf he missed half an hour of class again

‘just tell them i died’

‘no??’

he’s never going to change, but as the wisest men say

yolo

김준규 • kim junkyu

the studies until 5am then sleeps through the class boyfriend

if theres one thing about junkyu

its that sleep >>>>> anything else

(aside from you >> ofc)

he also has this unbelievable fear of failing

so to compensate he spends hours and hours studying

into the night

you wake up sometimes and there’s 4 redbull cans scattered across the desk

and a very unconscious junkyu drooling onto his workbook

you take a photo of him

you gently shake him and wake him enough to get himself to bed

you can always tell how hard he’s working to try and pass his classes with the best marks possible

and you admire him for it

but goddamn does he need to stop staying up so late

you remember the infamous night that he stayed up super late cramming

absolutely determined to pass his exam with the highest marks possible

and then proceeded to sleep through all his alarms

you received a very tearful phone call that morning

‘can you wake me up at 6:30?’

‘junkyu its 5am that is 1 and a half hours of sleep’

‘yea??’

he lives and breaths energy drinks

cue his hands shaking to the point where both of you are like

‘maybe we should go to a doctor’ (≖_≖ )

your favourite thing to do together is nap

because he is always sleep deprived

he turns into a cuddly gremlin when you lie down together

you want to get up and use the bathroom

too bad

wait until he wants to let go

its okay though because he’s so cute

sometimes when you’re napping he unconsciously kisses your forehead and cuddles closer to you

and you have to say nothing so you don’t wake him but also die inside from love and affection

although he is clumsy

and somewhat disorganised

he’s your clumsy and disorganised, and you love him more than anything <333333

윤재혁 • yoon jaehyuk

the ‘whats the answer???’ boyfriend

you met jaehyuk in a class the two of you shared

you could tell he was an absent minded guy

he was often staring towards the front of the lecture hall

looking directly through the teacher

and taking in precisely zero information

but because you were sat next to him

and you liked to think you were a decent person

you would give him a tap on the shoulder every time you thought he was missing something important

this seemed quite mundane to you

just a girl helping out a fellow classmate ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

but the butterflies that birthed in his stomach every time you leant over to help him out

made him feel crazy

so he asked you out

after getting over the initial surprise of this gorgeous man wanting to be your boyfriend

you began to notice all these little habits about him

his confused squint when he’s trying to figure something out

the way he clenches his jaw in understanding

his fiddly hands when he’s losing his attention span

and your personal favourite;

the way he leans over to ask you questions about the class

‘hey what did you get for number 1 coz i got 35 but its not even a maths question?’

he’s also so unintentionally funny

‘babe i lost 17 pens can i borrow one?’

once you snorted in amusement so loudly the teacher said bless you

which made jaehyuk loose his shit laughing

and now whenever you laugh at his expense he says bless you

so you slap him (gently)

he pokes his tongue out

you pretend to get offended

he laughs and kisses you softly

you forgive him immediately

his attention span in class has definitely improved with you helping him

even the professor has noticed

but

he maaaay or may not be pretending to zone out sometimes

just so you’ll tap him on the shoulder and look at him with your pretty eyes and ask him if he needs anything :’)

浜田朝光 • hamada asahi

the quiet sober; crazy drunk boyfriend

when you first met your boyfriend asahi

his quiet and calm temperament had caught your attention

you’d seen him in the library, head down, brown hair falling in his eyes

and you’d realised that you needed this man

he was beautiful

so you went and talked to him

his responses were

well

limited

‘hi’

‘yeah’

‘haha’

but little did you know his heart had swelled and his palms had become clammy at the sight of you

you and your face that he thought was maybe the most gorgeous he’d ever seen

so two months later you were dating

he’d told you he didn’t drink much

he didn’t care for it

but when you were invited to his best friend jaehyuks birthday party, he told you he’d probably indulge a little

“a little” he said

by the time you got into the uber to go to the party, his cheeks were flushed

by the time you got there, he was smiling wonkily at you like an idiot

about half an hour later and you’d totally lost him

you weren’t worried, it was a safe environment

but you were curious

so out you went to look for him

and there he was on the roof

ON THE ROOF?!?!

his hangover the next morning was his punishment for doing stupid shit you’d told him

now every time you drink

you wait for an incident ™

sometimes he just gets super horny

‘can we leave plzzz babe ;))’

and sometimes he manages things you don’t understand

‘okey we needa go coz that guys wantz to fite me idk why’

but all times, he is hungover for three days and one of his professors thinks he has an alcohol problem

‘i’m never drinking again’ :(

김도영 • kim doyoung

the hits on you like you’re not dating boyfriend

just like jihoon

doyoung has this innocent exterior, devilish interior

kinda vibe

he also has absolutely no shame ever

and so has this habit of constantly putting you in awkward situations

where people think he’s harassing you

but in reality he’s just being a dickhead

‘hey bby girl you wanna come back to my place tonight?’ ;)

before you had told your best friend that you and doyoung were dating

he had come over, slung an arm around your shoulders and gone

‘hey sexy’

you had turned bright red

and your friend had looked so confused you thought she might have an aneurism

doyoung lives in a share house just off campus with three roommates; jaehyuk, jeongwoo and junkyu

the first few times you’d come over, doyoung turned off the weirdness

opting for just following you around

like a lost puppy

but when he realised his roommates didn’t pay you guys any attention

suddenly he’s backing you into walls

grabbing you from behind in the kitchen

staring at your chest almost all the time

and just being a general menace to society

you have a really lovely and not embarrassing at all memory

of a beautiful spring day

5:30pm

you and two friends were walking out of class

giggling at everything under the sun

when a voice echoes through the air

a voice belonging to your beloved boyfriend who’s standing 20 feet away from you with a shit eating grin on his face

‘yo yn... is that a mirror in your pocket coz i can see myself in your pants!!!!’ ;))

your physics professor was standing right behind him

you’ve never seen someone go from confident to embarrassed that quickly

but even though he is your personal humiliation creator

you still let him hit

what can you say, he’s dumb but he’s hot lmaooo

渡辺春虎 • watanabe haruto

the ‘i fcking hate this class’ boyfriend

you were the year above haruto

you in your third year of studies, him in his second

you had dreamt your whole life of becoming a marine biologist

dedicating countess hours to study and achieving perfect scores

it wasn’t a secret that you loved all of your classes

now

one evening you were asked by your professor to attend a lecture and maybe help out anyone in need

and that’s when you first saw him

you thought he was cute immediately, his platinum blonde hair framing his face nicely and his glasses sliding down his nose a little

but you weren’t one for pursuing attraction

so you spent the lecture walking around and giving tips to people that asked

until haruto raised his hand as you walked by

secretly happy, you sat down next to him and asked what he needed

it was basically love at first sight for both of you

you spent the rest of the lecture sitting with him

he found you so endearing

and you thought he was hilarious

all was going so well

until he opened his mouth and went

‘yeah i fucking hate this class lol’

you awkwardly smiled

‘this is my favourite class’

his grin dropped dramatically

‘ah- ah i’m sorry idk why i said that’

you weren’t offended in the slightest

but his flustered reaction made you giggle

you began dating only weeks later :)

haruto’s favourite thing was to annoy the shit out of you talking about how much he dislikes the classes you love

you could be sitting in the food court

having a loving conversation

and out of nowhere he goes

‘i’m so glad im not in that class rn’

you deadpan stare at him

if he sees you studying for the class

‘damn i was gonna stay over but not anymore i guess fuck’

so dramatic i stg

despite wanting to punch him in the jaw sometimes

he makes you laugh more than you had in years

and so you can move past the difference in interests for him

박정우 • park jeongwoo

the second-hand embarrassment boyfriend

confidently raises his hand and says the total wrong answer

kinda guy

trips over and sprains his ankle in the food court

kinda guy

not that you’d have it any other way

but damn sometimes you have to restrain from cringing visibly

he’s like a walking sit-com

and you are the audience

your personal favourite pass-time is forcing him to listen to his own actions retold from your perspective

as you wheeze with laughter and he sits there like (－_－)

he secretly loves it though

if his misfortune is enough to make you happy

he thinks you might be slightly weird

but your happiness is all that matters to him

so he can deal with it

‘im glad me falling on my ass was this amusing to you thanks heaps babe’

one day you were sitting in a class you shared

it was business and it was boring but it was both of your favourite class because you were in <3 love <3

and jeongwoo had a question

the professor was walking around the classroom so he was waiting

and as they walked over, jeongwoo opened his mouth

and you watched practically in slow motion as he said

‘hey mum i have a question’

your eyes widened

his eyes widened

the professors eyes widened

doyoungs eyes widened

you held back on laughing until he’d gotten the answer he needed

and then you and doyoung let loose

‘hey mum’

‘mummy i mean mummy i mean-’

‘excuse me professor birthgiver’

‘OKAY I GET IT SHUT THE FUCK UP PLEASE’

if he ever gets insecure about anything

you look him dead in the eyes and tell him that he may be an idiot, but he’s your idiot, and thats all that matters :)

소정환 • so junghwan

the spends all his money on you boyfriend

from the beginning

junghwan had been spoiling you silly

buying you lunches

hearing you say you liked something and immediately purchasing it

you hadn’t thought anything of it at first

assuming it was just a friendly gesture

but the smirks from all your friends told you a different story

after the two of you began dating, his bank account began suffering

you had told him countless times

he didn’t need to be doing all this

but to him, it was his way of showing you he cared

‘you like this? i buy for u bby girl’

‘junghwan no-’

he also wasn’t afraid of showing people how much he spoiled you

read: ‘one time he walked into your class whilst the teacher was talking and everybody looked at him confused and he walked to you and gave you a block of chocolate and then walked straight back out but blew you a kiss just to make sure you were sufficiently embarrassed’

you adore him for it though

no matter how much he tries to humiliate you

you also aren’t allowed to try and pay him back

if he catches you tryna pay for something

or transferring money

its on sight

‘i am a grown man and i am insulted by this behaviour’

sometimes you run to the food court to buy both of you lunch before he gets there

so that he can’t lecture you on spending money

sometimes you think he’s a bit dumb though

you once broke a pencil you’d been using in your art class

and in response junghwan had bought you 83 more

‘why are there 7 parcels at my door rn’

‘damn that shits crazy i have no idea’

despite this

you know his only intention is to be there for you and help you out

so you always thank him with a huge hug

and only one or two insults about him being a walking wallet

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miyaur · 10 months

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bff head empty but

IL dan heng and dan heng teaming up against you 🤭🤭

୨ ୧ pairing. dan heng il + dan heng x gn!reader

୨ ୧ synopsis. 3some, thats it, i kinda discuss their kinks seperately too

୨ ୧ a/n: i rmeebebe talking abt tis before and how bad i wanted to write ab them just being in a 3some w reader bc 💔💔 update 4-5 days later: wow holy shit idk what possessed me but im writing it now

୨ ୧ warnings. breeding, creampie, 3some, 2 dick dan heng il, sex basically ><, when i say 'hole' in this instance, just take it as like the ass hole, thank you

❀ᴗ͈ ᴗ͈）dan heng il

kind of a meanie honestly.. like sure he's sweet and intimate in the moment but he's quite rough. probably makes you ride his thigh if you smiled at someone else too much

orgasm denial: he probably loves to edge you, the way you just beg him to finish you up already has him as hard as a rock again!!

overstimulates you just to see your pretty little expression go cross-eyed!! i've probably made it kind of clear he likes it when you beg, but please beg him for more and he'll go wild

like i said, he loves it when you beg, something just turns him all the way up when you start to plead for him to go slower, he will go faster, no warning no nothing, just hunger in his eyes

praise kink (giving): he just can't help but praise you when you really are doing so good! the way your hole just clenches around him, not even letting him out, he just knows his good pet wants some more loads inside them!

i just know his tongue is LOOOONG. and he abuses the HELL out of that fact. like when he eats/sucks you off he just knows all the right spots.

unlike dan heng, dan heng il whines a ton, maybe higher pitched moans, but you know, but i just know bro is loud.

back to overstimulation thought train, he would make you cum over and over again 'till tears come out your pretty eyes! probably loves it so much, it's not that when you cry out of stress he gets turned on yk, but when you cry because one of his dicks treat you so good you start to sob your eyes out?! now that! is what turns him on.

literally loves it when you both are done, like he just came another load into you, loves seeing you just so shaken up, just wants you to make you so sensitive a single touch could make you cream on his cock

"oh fuck— you're doing so good for me honey.." he said, lightly grabbing your head farther down his shaft, while your other hand stroked his second cock, precum already dripping down to the floor. he couldn't help but let praise slip past his lips, it's been maybe an hour? roughly 2 sure. he loved the way your pretty head bobbed up and down, taking all of him in, ahh he just loves you so much! might as well reward your pretty mouth with his seed<3

❀ᴗ͈ ᴗ͈）dan heng

probably more on the soft side! would rather die than ever hurt you!!

is all about body worship ngl.. like he'd say that your body is his kink, just everything about it yk?!?!

tbh dan heng just that kind of guy to not really use sex/intimacy as a way to take out his anger on you BUT when he starts to use his mouth on you it's a different story. like he'd suck/eat you out like he hasn't ate anything in DAYSSSS.

dan heng just that kind of guy to praise the hell out of you as well!! literally just wants to tell you how good you've been for him, taking all of him in, just goes crazy for it!!

his moans are angelic as FUCK. like i wish i could say more, if i could i would, but hearing them is like a blessing from heaven itself.

lives for skin-to-skin contact, ngl!!!!!! will kiss you anywhere and everywhere his lips can reach, moans your name so angelically too

his hands will be wandering everywhere too haha, oh but he seriously loves putting hickeys on your precious neck, especially in the most exposed spots that he knows other people will see. but he would never call the pretty marks on your neck hickeys, he'd say they're more like.. love bites!

❀ᴗ͈ ᴗ͈）dan heng il + dan heng :0

it's like having 2 softies being a bit mean too. cuz damn 3 dicks is alot!

and i have 3 holes

and oh boy are you in for a lot.

but first off, let's talk about aftercare! aftercare is important to both of them, they both wanna make sure you're okay yk?!?! constant praise from the both of them too cuz not everyone can take in 3 dicks fr!!!

oh but you guys go on and on and on, like before you guys move on to another round, again, they'll ask if you're still up for it cuz they aren't that mean!! but if you say you are they'll really give you another round, and i mean a really harsh another round.

please please. they both love it when you pull their hair, it's just like, a mutual thing between them. especially when dan heng il is the one doing wonders with that tongue of his.

just mess dan heng's hair up, like um, just make his hair absolutely messy, and he'd fall to his knees and be yours

tbh dan heng probably never expected to threesome with the love of his life, and him..self? idk, just think lik they're 2 diff people for the sake of this fanfic.

dan heng il was so busy with your hole just clenching around his cock, just putting you into a mating press just to see the white circle around his shaft when he pulls out, every now and then, you make eye contact with the cutie across the room on the edge of the bed stroking his cock to the sight of.. i guess himself in a dragon-human form going down on you? well, it doesn't help all that much looking at your boyfriend dan heng for 'help', dan heng il got your hands held down by his tail :P

not rly tagteaming ish, but id rather it be like this than reader getting pounding every way possible

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t3ag3rs · 27 days

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g e n s o - 0 6.

"it's now time to choose a class representative.."

sighs out mr. aizawa looking at the class. "vote for me!" exclaims various students raising their hands to gain attention.

"yeah.. probably dont vote for me" you say bluntly, hating the thought of having all the attention on you if you were to be class representative.

"no way! i wouldve totally voted for you!" replies kirishima staring at you in shock. you let out a laugh, "well thats nice to know, but the thought of all that attention just seems so wrong..!"

You stare at the results dumb-founded.

There was actually no way people had voted for you. "alright, which one of you guys voted for me?" you ask. mina and kirishima both turn their attention elsewhere and you narrow your eyes. "you two little shits are not sly" they let out a mischievous grin and stick out their tongues.

you stand in front of the class next to deku as mr. aizawa tells the class the roles for you two. you were given deputy and he was given the head representative. at the end of class you walk toward mr. aizawa and ask him to give your role to yaoyorozu, "if its alright sir- i would like to give yaoyorozu my role of deputy, i think she would be better fit for the role instead of me" you explain.

he just nods, "whatever you say kid..." you let out a smile of triumph and walk out of class.

deciding to skip lunch, you find a teacher and ask her if there was a gym or training room in the building. "there sure is! just head up to the top floor and there should be a receptionist who can help you out!" smiles a teacher, you thank her and head upstairs to find the receptionist.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you talked to the receptionist and she registered you in the gyms system. she hands you a card and explains that the card will allow you to come into the gym whenever you wanted. you bow and thank her before walking into the gym lock. you change into a pair of workout clothes you had packed in your bag.

walking into the gym you let out a smile realizing it was completely empty. i guess no one wants to come into the gym during their lunch.. you throw your bag somewhere in the room and grab a set of hand wraps. placing yourself in front of a punching bag, you start stretching quietly while listening to music.

you stand back up after stretching your muscles. you throw a couple of jabs at the punching bag and step back to take off your sweatpants, leaving you only with a sports bra and biker shorts. walking back to the bag, you continue throwing kicks and jabs letting the sound of the bag echo the room.

you let out a smile enjoying the slight sting your knuckles felt when it came to contact with the bag. this place was your home, the equipment and the slight smell of sweat (as weird as it sounded) made you feel at ease. you could let everything out in here and no one would say anything.

suddenly you stop in your tracks when you hear the door open and close from the locker room revealing bakugou in a black wifebeater and sweatpants. You widen your eyes and feel a wave of insecurity hit you as you realize you were showing much more skin than usual.

"the fuck you looking at genso?" he sneers, you turn your head away embarrassed he caught you staring, and focused your attention back to the bag in front of you. god why him, why right now..?

you kick the bag and jab twice, feeling the sweat start to drip down your neck. you hear the shuffle of his feet and see him pick the punching bag right next to you.

fuck this shit.. im out.

you walk to the locker room before bakugou called out to you, "where the fuck do you think your going?"

you freeze, before pointing to the exit and replying bluntly, "back to lunch."

bakugou scoffed and rolled his eyes, "yeah right.. and do what? stare at everyone else eating while you sit still and pick at your nails like yesterday?" he crosses his arm over his chest.

you widen your eyes, had he been staring at you in the cafeteria eating? "were you watching eat or something? kinda creepy bakugou..." you respond crossing your arms over your chest, mimicking him.

his face shifts into disgust, "why would i ever stare at you?" he retorts, "besides your going to fight me. right here, right now." he threatens, walking closer to you.

you let out a laugh, "thats real funny, but first of all.. back up," you put your hand on his chest and push him back feeling his muscles through the thin fabric. "and second- im not fighting you."

he smirks, "are you scared to fight me??" you roll your eyes and sigh out at his ego. "besides if you wanna start preparing for the sports festival i suggest you start training now."

"gee thanks for looking out for me bakugou, i greatly appreciate that reminder" you roll your eyes and walk back to the bags, "but im not scared of fighting you, i just dont want to." you swing at the bag growing impatient at the pestering of bakugou.

"couldnt give a flying fuck about your opinion- your fighting me and thats that" he shrugs with a sly smile.

right before you could shoot another retort, the alarm rings. "whats going on..?" you walk to the locker room door to open it before a wall of metal shuts you and him in. "great.." you sigh out, "im stuck in here with you outta all people.." you sulked.

"hah?! i heard that!" he yells, and you look at him and force a smile, "i wanted you to." he grits his teeth and his palms start smoking, "would ya look at that..! little bakugous angry!" you tease, finding his reaction entertaining.

of course you didnt realize your mistake until you were shoved up against the wall with tiny explosions dangerously close to your face. "listen here genso, im not gonna waste my time trying to convince you to fight me- you are going to whether you like it or not!" you hold your breath at the close proximity between you and him.

you use your wind and push him back a good two feet away from you. "listen here bakugou, i dont care if you think your so strong, i am not going to fight you and thats final. now leave me alone."

suddenly the wall of metal lifts and you rush out to the locker room to change out.

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you huff as you walk into class.

you find deku telling the class he wanted iida to take his role of class representative. sitting down in your seat quietly, you rest your face in your hands and bakugou walks in. he takes his seat next to you and focuses on aizawa.

stupid bakugou thinking he can always get what he wants... who does he think he is?? a spoiled brat thats what.

"alright, todays training will be a little different. youll have three instructors, we'll be focusing on rescue training." the class erupted in chatter. "you all will be dealing with natural disasters, shipwrecks, etc." explains aizawa.

you let out a small smile, your quirk was more helpful in battle, but it could be helpful in rescue when used the right way.

"what you wear in this exercise is up to you. it may be a disadvantage to use your costumes since you arent all that used to it yet, but it can also help you adapt quickly. this special training is at an off campus facility, so get changed and meet me outside to get on the bus."

you grab your costume and go to change. you quickly glance at the mirror to make sure you look fine before going to the bus. "gather round class 1-a! line up by your seat number so we can enter the bus efficiently!" whistled iida.

you giggle before waiting for everyone to get into the bus before walking in. you let out a low curse as the only seat available was the one next to bakugou. you drag your feet to the seat and you hear mina let out a small apology, "sorry y/n..! you know how explosive his personality is..!" you sighed and agreed, "literally explosive." the bus lit up in a fit of giggles.

"could i sit by the window?" you ask him quietly, he just stares at you and gets up. your eyes widen as you smile, and you giddily sit in the seat.

you sigh as the trip starts. putting in your earbuds, you lean against the window going quiet. breathing slowly you feel your body fall asleep.

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"oh my god kiri, look...!" mina points at you sleeping on the window peacefully. kirishima lets out a laugh, "holy shit look at them!" unbeknownst to the two of you, bakugou had fallen asleep on your shoulder.

"quick! someone take a photo!" exclaims kaminari enjoying the sight in front of him, gaining the attention of the entire bus. "geez he actually doesnt look so bad when he isnt raging about everything.." mutters mina as she snaps a quick photo.

"god im so gonna tease the two about it!" chuckles kirishima, as he stifles a laugh.

bakugou lets out a low groan at the noise and the whole bus goes quiet. "we probably should be quiet before he explodes this whole bus..." mumbles sero.

when you woke up you felt your face heat up at the sight of bakugou sleeping on you. deciding not to interrupt his sleep you stayed still and allowed him to continue. you relished in the quiet moments you got without having to hear him blast your eardrums.

he isnt that bad when hes not going rabid.. he doesnt look that bad either- what the fuck am i saying?? its katsuki fucking bakugou!

you move your arm a bit waking bakugou up. you stare at him sweatdropping, his eyes widens and a small blush creeps up on his face. "got a bit comfortable there ey bakugou?" teases kaminari smirking, "shut the fuck up dunce face before i explode you into last week!" rages bakugou.

ah there goes that quiet.

previous parts: pt. 0 0 / pt. 0 1 / pt. 02 / pt. 03 / pt. 04 / pt. 05 next parts: pt. 07 / pt. 08 / pt. 09 / pt. 10 / pt. 11 / pt. 12

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loveiis · 1 month

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a bittersweet getaway || chris sturniolo

chris sturniolo x reader

PART ONE OUT OF 6

SUMMARY: as seniors in high school, you and chris are sworn enemies. but graduating is still a big thing, so matt and nick want to invite you to going to hawaii with them for the summer. chris doesn’t seem too happy…

WARNINGS: swearing, suggestive thoughts/dialogue, fluffy, not proofread

A/N: hi so this is actually my first time starting a series so pls pls plsss don’t get mad if im not super active!! school is stressy!!!! love u pls enjoy <3 (also i will be putting lady killers II every time i make a chapter cuz i love that song so.)

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DAY 0: pilot

TODAY was the biggest day of my life. yet i still felt somehow empty. not in an emo way. just because graduating didn’t really do anything for me. all i thought about was what i was going to do after all of this was over, not focusing on the fact that i graduated.

i walked down the steps of the front doors, my gown and tassel flowing a bit from the wind. i mindlessly scrolled through tiktok with both airpods in my ears, with noise cancellation on. i hear mumbling near me, thinking it was just some girls blabbering about their dream job or something. i kept walking, feeling a tap on my shoulder. i took out both airpods and looked in the direction of the tapping. “girl did you hear me?” my best friend, nick said. “sorry, no. what’s up?” i replied, staring at him. nick sighed dramatically and continued.

“me and my brothers are going to hawaii for a vacation. i wanted to extend an invite.” nick explained. i paused for a moment, almost immediately saying yes. “chris is going?” i raised my eyebrow. “yea?? you like him or something?” nick gave me a weird look. i was taken aback, knowing damn well it was the complete opposite. “no! hell no. never. i hate him, thats why i asked.” i rolled my eyes at him. “well, he’s coming. you either show up or you shut up, hun.” nick smiled at me with a mean girls type of look before walking away.

goddamn that attitude.

i stood there, watching nick enter his car as i thought of what my answer would be. i cant possibly not want to go just because of a boy right? thats pathetic. i have to go. plus, i have nothing to do or anything planned for the summer. or the summer after that. i placed my airpods in my case and started walking towards my car.

opening my door, i get in the car and close it behind me. sitting in the drivers seat, i take off my cap and throw it into my backseats. i adjusted my sitting position and started the car, plugging my phone into the aux cord. i played “spare time” by eric bellinger.

rolling down the window, i pulled out of my parking spot and drove straight to my house. the cool wind blowing in my hair, my tie bracelets looking pretty in the sunlight from my windshield. my nice moment of peace being interrupted by a phone call from chris. god, what could he possibly want right now? i answer the call, my music turning off automatically.

“can you come here.” he says over the phone. “well hello to you too chris! im doing great thanks.” i respond sarcastically, feeling weird about the fact he just demanded something, not asked. “bro. does it sound like im playing? come here.” he hung up the phone. okaaay, what the fuck?? so now chris wants to see me and for what? no fucking idea. i put my blinker on and turn towards the triplet’s house.

i knock on the door, anticipating a response. instead of chris, nick opens the door. “have you finally come to make a decision?” nick crosses his arms. “no, i came here for chris.” i say, walking past him not realizing how it sounded. “knew you liked him!” nick called to me, closing the door. i shook my head violently at him and barged into chris’ room.

“jesus christ! do you knock?” chris jumped at the sound of his door slamming against the wall. “no. what do you want?” i crossed my arms, leaning against his wall. he sighed. “don’t come to hawaii with us. please. i dont want to deal with you.” he said. “so this wasnt something you could tell me on the phone??” i almost yelled. “i wanted to see your face when i said it.” he smirked. i opened my mouth, about to say something, but closed it again only realizing it would make him happy to see me upset. you smiled sarcastically and walked away from him. “does that mean you’re not going?” he yelled, hearing his laughter. i walked out the front door and got in my car.

you know what? i am gonna go. just to make him mad. and i wont even tell him. i pulled out of the driveway and drove to my house. i decided to call nick to tell him. “hello? didn’t i just see you?” nick said. “yeah, i wanna tell you that im going.” i responded. “good because i already bought you a ticket about 3 weeks ago. we leave tomorrow, 6am. you sit up front i’ll be in the back with chris. be ready!” nick hung up the phone. of course nick already bought me a ticket. he knew id go anyways. i let out a sigh as i turned my music back on and rolled my window down again, enjoying my peace.

i locked my car, going up the steps to my front door, unlocking it. i opened the door and closed it behind me, taking off my shoes and my gown, hanging the gown up in the hallway closet. i sighed, plopping down on the couch. i laid my head on the couch arm while i kicked up my feet to relax. i opened my phone to 12 missed messages from chris.

“are you not going?”

“bro answer”

“pls tell me ur not going”

“BRO”

“NICK JUST TOLD ME YOURE GOING”

“FUCK YOU”

“I LITERALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO.”

“YOU DONT FUCKING LISTEN”

“ANSWER THE PHONEEEE”

“WHY IS NICK SO HAPPY?”

“IM ACTUALLY GOING TO KILL YOU”

“i fucking hate you.”

i laughed, looking at his stupid texts. i actually got a reaction out of him. this trip is definitely going to be fun. i put down my phone, laying on my side.

my eyes start to get drowsy, my brain becoming blank. i let my eyes shut, and fell into a deep sleep.

i woke up, the blanket that used to be on top of the couch now on top of me. my tank top strap was off of one arm and my one sock was lost in the couch somewhere. what the fuck? what time is it? i removed the blanket, sitting up and looking at my dark living room. i yawned, picking up my phone.

the brightness of my phone blinded me as i stared at the big numbers that read;

3:12

well shit. i only had 2 hours and 48 minutes to be packed and ready for the triplets to pick me up. i immediately got up to take a shower, brush my teeth and wash my face. i got dressed in a ribbed longsleeve crop top and ripped shorts. i had about a little over an hour to pack. i packed quickly making sure i had everything. but i didn’t even know how long we were staying. i called up nick. “hello?” nicks raspy voice rang over the phone.

“how many days are we even staying?” i yawned again. “like 5 days. matt please give me your suitcase jesus christ.” i hear nick getting mad at matt for something over the phone. “okay, well thanks. see you soon then.” i say. “okay, bye.” nick hangs up the phone. so i removed the 7th outfit and let there be 6 just in case of an emergency. i zipped up my suitcase and made my way to the kitchen to have some cereal. i scrolled through tiktok while eating, taking my time since ive pretty much been rushing even though i was making good time. after about 30 minutes, i heard a honk in front of my house. i got up quickly and placed my bowl and spoon in the sink, grabbing my suitcase and adjusting my jewelry.

i walked out the door, locking my door behind me. matt got out of the car, looking tired as hell. he opened the trunk. i walked towards him, smiling a bit. “you seem tired.” i let out a breathy laugh sarcastically. “do i now?” he said sarcastically and smiled at me. “hand me your suitcase, i got it.” he reached his hand out for the handle of my suitcase. i felt bad. he was so tired. “no it’s fine, i got it. you’re tired.” i shook my head. “please. nicks going to kill me if i dont.” he rubs his right eye. i looked down, handing him my suitcase. why would nick kill him? i gave him a thank you before getting in the backseat, because apparently nick was sitting in the front. i realized i was going to have to sit next to chris.

“nick, weren’t you going to sit back here?” i tilt my head. nick turns back to look at me. “yeah, but this kid was being stupid so i decided to sit up here. sorry.” he replied, sternly. i looked at chris, his hair flopping forwards as he stares at his phone with his airpods in. i look away when i see matt get in the drivers seat. “okay. next stop, the airport.” matt said as he shifted into reverse. he put his arm around the back of nicks seat and looked out the rear window as he backed out, i stared at his features. matt stared at me then. “something wrong?” he sat back in his seat, twirling the steering wheel. “no im okay.” i snap back to reality, shaking my head vigorously.

i put in my airpods as matt drove away from my home, listening to my favorite playlist.

(time skip)

we made it to the airport, everyone stretching when they got out the car. i put my airpods back into the case, shutting the car door. matt took out everyone’s suitcase and handed it to them. “thanks again matt.” i said again. “you dont gotta thank me, thank nick. he said he wants you to have a great experience.” he laughed a bit, grabbing his own suitcase. he closed the trunk and started walking with chris and nick. i followed after.

security was so shit. it took forever for them to get the line of people done and chris was seriously losing his patience like a little baby. “finally that shitshow is over.” chris rolled his eyes. “get over it chris it happens. you act like you’ve never been in a fucking airport before.” i snapped back. “when do you ever shut the fuck up?” he almost started to yell. “okay children calm the fuck down. lets go before we miss the flight.” nick interfered. i calmed down but i saw chris roll his eyes again. we continued walking until we reached our gate. we made it to boarding right on time so we got in the line and showed the lady each of our tickets.

only little did i know, i had to sit next to chris while nick and matt sat in the next isle. i called window seat obviously. i put in my airpods again and looked out the window, listening to music, trying to ignore the fact that i had to sit next to chris fucking sturniolo.

maybe about 3 hours into the flight, i fell asleep, my head against the window of the plane. chris woke me up, because the flight attendant was offering snacks. my mind blank, i asked for pretzels and a cup of apple juice. “you’re such a kid. apple juice? didn’t you graduate yesterday?” chris ate out of his tiny bag of snack mix while smiling. “chris, please. shut the fuck up. for once in your life.” i was tired and he just pissed me off even more. i had to pee anyways, maybe i’d get a break from him. “i have to pee, get up.” i say. “no. just go.” he shook his head. i sighed. “fine.” i get up from my seat, squeezing my way past him, my back facing him. when i get out the tight situation i make headway for the bathroom.

i come out the bathroom, feeling better, making my way towards the seat. only to find chris gone and my snacks sitting on my tray. “where’s chris?” i asked matt, not sure why i was concerned. “he went to the other bathroom the other way.” matt pointed his thumb backwards. i didn’t even know there was another bathroom here. i sat back in my seat, putting the airpods that were still in my ears back in their case and started eating the snacks. chris came back about 2 minutes later, breathing heavy like he ran a marathon.

“are you okay?” i look at him with a weird face. “yep. why?” he responded lowly. “because you sound like you just ran a marathon.” i looked into his eyes, trying to find what he was hiding. “idk. im fine.” he said dryly, putting his airpods in. oookaay. i put my head back on the seat and closed my eyes once again.

“god, jesus get off of me!” i woke up to chris pushing my head. i lifted it. “whats wrong?” i said quietly and drowsily, rubbing my eye. “your head was on my shoulder. and its time to go.” he said, grabbing his suitcase from the top storage. “sorry.” i said, my mind still hazy, i didn’t really realize i said sorry to chris. i never say sorry to him. chris sighed and took out my suitcase too. something i never thought he’d do. it doesn’t matter. i stretched and got up out of the seat. me and chris followed behind matt and nick off of the plane and into the airport.

i was so hungry, they only fed us once with a snack and drink, i needed something to eat. “im hungry.” i whined. “well nobody is going to drop everything for you! go get something to eat!” nick snapped. well he must be in a bad mood from the flight or something. “what do you want?” chris chimed in. “what?” i raise my eyebrow. “to eat?” he took out his wallet. “chris i got it. don’t try to be a gentleman.” i rolled my eyes. what is up with him? wanting to pay for my food is crazy. he sighed and walked towards dunkin, wallet still in hand. how did he know i wanted dunkin?

“okay is this your doing nick?” i look at nick. “no, i swear to you i only talked to matt.” he replied quickly. matt side eyed him, upset that he yelled at him at 6 in the morning. chris comes back around a minute later, a glazed donut in a bag and a small iced tea in hand. “okay, how do you know my dunkin order?” i gave him a look. “does that really fucking matter? stop acting like a brat and take it.” he said sternly. i took the food and gave him a questioning ‘thanks?’

(time skip again sorry 😭)

we made it to the airbnb that nick and matt helped pay for, everyone sighing and placing their stuff in the rooms. i claimed my room, chris coming in behind me. “this is my room dummy.” i crossed my arms. “there’s two beds you can share fatty.” he pushed past me. no way he just called me fat. “chris go share with your brothers!” i yelled at him, watching him place his suitcase on the bed by the big window. “can’t. they each want their own bed and there’s two beds per room so, gotta share with you.” he shrugged. great. what could possibly go worse?

okaaay im ending this here only because i started this at 8pm and now its 12am. i am tired. next part tomorrow?? tbc 😝 (p.s. this was so bad im sorry 🙁)

#Spotify #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #hawaii #vacation #reader insert #writing #lady killer #g eazy #summer

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voidju1cebox · 10 months

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you know what fuck it, miles g. (prowler miles) headcanons (this will be general, maybe later i will make some x reader because im gay it sounds fun)

he would eat rice with avocado

he can make the TASTIEST FOOD IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD, like, you ain't gonna come tell me he wouldn't make food for his mom

in that same line of thought: his mom and him would have 'leftover days' which, as the name implies, is a day (usually a weekend day) where you eat the left over food

while e1610 miles has a bit of a more chaotic but functional work space, e42 miles would have a much more organized workspace (when not in use)

ok so rio mentions comics-con so in my heart he is still a nerd

straight As, (i like the idea that he still goes to a fancy school) he wants to not only show he deserves his place at the school, he also wants to make sure he doesn't put more stress on his mom :(

he would still go to vision academy (or whatever his equivalent is). he would have applied because his mom wanted him to have a good future, at first he wasn't really planing to go even if he managed to pass the entrance exam but when he did he was offered a scholarship so there were no more excuses not to

he is much more serious and quiet in class, he wouldn't have many friends if any at all because he wouldn't seem super approachable

not a head canon but: im not sure if he would take any art classes like e1610 miles, on one hand, his mom would encourage him to use all the tools and things the school is offering, on the other, he would probably not have enough time to do so because of his prowler things

e1610 miles: art and quantum physics e42 miles: art and robotics (or something along those lines)

this guy will NOT stand disrespect towards women. his mom is rio morales and i guarantee she would not stand his son being disrespectful

after his father died he would get in a lot of fights both because he needed a way to cope and he felt like he needed to show the world and himself that he was strong enough to protect his loved ones

i like the idea that he is either; friends with Gankee, or, they used to be friends but distanced

ok, so im not sure when exactly he would have become the prowler, but i think that at first he would have done it alone; shitty suit that doesnt really protect him and only really works to mask identity, very limited gear if any at all, probs used like blunt force weapons (baseball bat)

his uncle notices that miles had started to get bruises again and notices that rio looks more stressed so he assumes miles is picking fights again, so he confronts miles. it becomes a bit of an argument nearly fight but miles finally breaks and tells uncle Aaron he is prowler

after uncle aaron accepts that miles is the prowler and "no, i wont stop doing this, this is the way im helping" he agrees to support and help miles in his vigilante endeavors and helps him get stuff to update his suit so he can be safer

:0, he gives his mom little clay or paper flowers, since she doesnt have taht much time to take care of a live one and so she can have a little bit of color in her days

i feel like he is more of a video games nerd than a comics nerd

he sits extremely still, he almost could be mistaken for a statue

sometimes when the house feels way too empty for his comfort he goes to his uncle's to pass time till he calms or for the whole night

his sketchbooks are FILLED, like im talking not only the pages; the covers are filled with doodles, he has receipts and napkins and stuff he has drawn on, he has some pressed flowers both to use as references and to rememeber his moms favourites

his mom helps him with his hair, she learned through a combination of uncle aaron, jeffs side of the family, and of course miles

#this was supposed to be a quick ha asilly post but kmoe its this #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman: across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #miles morales #rio morales #miles morales prowler #prowler miles #i dont know how else to tag

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