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undercoverpena · 4 months

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wet n' wild

frankie morales x f!reader

summary: ��This what you wanted?” His breath fans across your cheek, your neck—teeth all but gliding over your hammering pulse. “You just wanted me to touch you, querida?” wordcount: 1.8k warnings: smut. p in v. frankie doing a bit of dirty talking. reader wears a white two piece/bikini. mutual appreciation of bodies - although slight mention of shyness about 'your' body. an: all thanks to this anon, i hope you appreciate how you made me rot.

As soon as it had begun—you’d hoped it would end like this.

The game of who could break the other started as soon as he'd pushed you into Santiago's pool.

The rules dissolved, disappearing amongst the soft waves made from your legs wrapping around his middle when you finally got him in the water, "jus' wanna float with you" you coo, wrapping it in naïveté as the pool floats moved past you and people shout over the music and sizzling food.

He believed you for all of a few moments. That is until you tightened your thighs, rocking yourself over him, smirking, fingers twirling a strand of his hair around and around. Just like you do at home.

Stop, his eyes said. Make me, you challenged silently, it having become clear that there would be no defined winner or loser.

Just a symphony of soft brushes and lingering glances, ones that make your face burn and your thighs press together as hours tick on by and the teasing increases. Each time he wraps an arm around your waist, you feel you're losing the edge, becoming powerless, desperation creeping up as you dig your nails into your palm, the sun drying your skin and two-piece doing nothing to quell the fire that swirls in your insides.

It's why you'd been cautious to slip from the party, from the laughter and loud yells. Sliding past bodies you don't know, moving between ones you do, as you head up to the house.

To freshen up, compose yourself.

But then you’d felt him follow.

A thrum darting through you, turning the fire into an inferno, it grows, showing no signs of simmering as your flip-flops clap against tiles. Even less so when you hear the backdoor slide open and then shut. Recognising that gait, that walk.

Your pulse thumps in your ear as he follows you, doing so down Santiago’s hallway. A part of you waiting. All on edge. Anticipation quickening the rhythm of your heart within its cage of bone as you turn your head, graceful, ear tilting akin to a curious animal, capturing the quiet sound of an opening door just as fingers wrap around your wrist, gently tugging you back.

Game, set, match.

You do your best to hide your smirk—smother it in wide eyes and a blank expression. Innocence, all halo shining and white two-piece gleaming. You know Frankie sees through it—has been aware of each brush of your ass against the strings of his swim shorts.

It's evident in the way he looks at you, and pins you to him, all broad and spectacular as he moves you, back meeting the edge of the dresser as it digs into exposed skin. And, suddenly your throat is dry, unable to tear your eyes away from him if you tried. Because he’s crowding, all but looming—palm resting on your hip, the other cupping your cheek.

It’s brief, the seconds he provides. A flick of his gaze between both eyes, a confirmation requested and given with a smirk of your own mouth.

Then, he's on you.

Hot, wet mouth sliding over yours, tongue pressing past your lower lip, cursing somewhere at the back of his throat that he breathes into your own. Because fuck. A thought that grows, builds, but you do your best to bite back as your fingers grasp at bare skin, palms sliding over the flexing muscles on his shoulders and along his back before you grab a handful of his curls, droplets dripping down your wrist.

You don't fight the moan when he flattens his body to yours. Frankie flush to you, soft stomach against yours—no space between the two of you, nowhere for air to be except around the two of you—as his fingers splayed out on your hip. Keeping you where he wants you; where he needs you.

Here, here, here.

You lose yourself against his mouth. Drown in it; pleasingly overwhelmed by him, and desperate for more. Insatiable, in fact—as you become aware of his fingers at the crease of your thighs, parting them, ungluing them, fingers sliding over your fabric-covered seam.

The tip of his nose slides against your cheek, breath searing against your skin, leaving a trail of fire to your ear before he whispers, “Don’t think your bikini is wet from the pool, is it?”

It's instinct, barely muffled, a murmur of his name escaping—but better that than the moan you have to bite down on your tongue to suppress. More so as his fingers, all expert, competent, slide back and forth over your covered pussy. The thinnest layer being a barrier, keeping him from sliding into your heat and making you see stars.

“This what you wanted?” His breath fans across your cheek, your neck—teeth all but gliding over your hammering pulse. “You just wanted me to touch you, querida?”

You can't think, not as he teases the edge of your bikini.

Your name on his lips is elongated. Meaningful.

And, there's an answer forming somewhere, but it won't make it to your tongue. It thought, but barely given—never mind said—but he reads you. Pushing the fabric to the side, fingers parting you, retrieving a moan that does more than kiss the air.

You think you nod. You must do as sounds dull and thoughts silence as he sinks two fingers into you.

"Eyes on me, bonita."

And they pin to him just like he demands. Seeing only slowly drying curls and deep brown eyes. Admiring, mouth parting around silently pleas as he focuses on you, nothing else mattering, as he studies you, moves his fingers and thumb to get the sounds from you he knows he can get you to play.

There, you think. But he already knows. Frankie's attentive like that, swirling his thumb, circling and circling as your own hand slides between the two of you, palming him, feeling every thick inch of him as your teeth nip at your lower lip.

And he gleams as though reading your mind like he’s watching a movie in your eyes. Hand stopping, making your face scrunch before he's retracting it, fabric snapping back into place.

You barely have a chance to ask, never mind speak, before he’s shifting you, moving you with far too much ease until your back is bouncing on a mattress that isn’t your own—staring up at him as he tilts his head.

Fuck, he looks good.

Impossibly good. A thought you have constantly, almost continuously. Because it's him, all yours, forever 'mine'.

It's why shyness is gone, eroded. Hands rising, undoing the top of your swimwear until it parts open at your cleavage, exposing your breasts to him, nipples pebbling in the cool, drier air before you grasp them—take one in each hand and roll, squeeze, parting your thighs further as you mentally wish for his hands to replace yours—

“Or,” he says suddenly, grittier, all low and sounding closer to a grunt.

Jaw ticking to the side, eyes narrowing, as he takes one of your knees in hand, forcing it up, further into your chest.

"Is this what you wanted?”

Your heart hammers in your ears, thunders. It practically dulls all else—mind emptying of a party, of anyone walking in and catching the two of you. Least of all when he slides the fabric to the side, an order—direct and stern—to hold it for him, as you do so, all in awe, watching as he frees himself, swimshorts pooling somewhere at his ankles before he runs his palm up and down as he drinks you in.

And you’ve never felt more seen, more beautiful. Usually, a hand would have slid over your stomach, a thought crossing through your mind about the thickness of your thighs or the slithers of discolour that stretch across your hips.

But there’s none.

Just the sight of him, all handsome and pretty, stroking himself as he admires you undone and waiting.

“I ever told you how good you look?"

His eyes flick to yours at the sound of your voice.

"You do," you continue. "So pretty with your hand wrapped around your cock for me."

Sliding a finger over your soaked folds, breath hitching, you watch his eyes snap to it.

"Fuck Frankie," you whine. "Especially when you’re like this—when you’re doing this?”

It's silky, the way you let each word fall. Let it glide through the air to his ears as you earn a brow twitch.

“I want you, Frankie.”

“Yeah?”

Nodding, your free hand reaches for him, the mattress dipping as he kneels.

"Want you to fuck me so good we have to buy Santi new spare bed sheets, and not just wash them."

Leaning over, he smirks, pink sliding up his neck as his palm flattens to the mattress, all close to your head. "He never uses this room anyway," he retorts, dragging the head of his cock through your folds, forcing your teeth to bite down on the back of your hand. "So, someone should."

Nodding, you murmur something, words, letters at the very least.

“Fuck, who knew my girl was so dirty?”

Heat flushes through you, spreads—licks across muscles and bone as you stare down at the place the two of you could be conjoined—

“Frankie, please—“ the last letter barely forming as he pushes in, pussy taking him, inch by fucking inch, “—fuck, baby.”

His forehead finds yours, pushing it back as the back of your head meets the mattress as he slides himself into the hilt. All thick, suddenly nothing but full—mouth parted at it, before you begin to move, urging, pleading, before he’s moving.

Palm finding your mouth, you try to smother the moans and whines as he rolls his hips, gripping your hips, bruising, thrusting and kissing that part inside of you that makes his name fall in tandem from your mouth.

Distantly, you can hear him. Mumbling, babbling, lost in it: “I know, s’good for me. Feel perfect—always do. Look so good, querida—wanna fill you up. Touch yourself, come for me, baby. Please come for me.”

Fingers moving, sliding from holding the fabric for him to drawing circles, chin lifting, back arching into him as fire slides up your spine, the knot tightening in your stomach, muscles both tightening and relaxing. And it’s dizzying, vision blurring as you hear him talking you through it, murmurs of ��that’s it’s baby, come on baby” as your fingers move on their own and your other hand clamps and digs into your own cheek, "can't believe you're letting me fuck you here, so perfect, mine, all—"

Hissing, moaning into his palm—teeth almost biting, piercing your skin as a tightness forms before you're clamping down. Before you snap, crack.

And you come.

And it's all but consuming, mind-bending and sound melting as he fucks you through it. Hips snapping against yours, skin slapping, as you hear him hissing, grunting, his name painted in spit and hisses against your palm as your legs shake.

You yank him down by the back of his neck, fingers full of curls, mouth slanting over his as you swallow his breaths, all hot and desperate—

“Come for me, Frankie.”

And he does. Hard.

And fuck, you know you're gonna have to replace more than the bedsheets.

an: hides and runs cause for me this was so filthy and I'm unwell from my own words

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steddielations · 8 months

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ao3 | hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, pre s4

"Hello? Ed, is that you? What's all that noise? What's goin' on?"

"Wayne, can you come pick me up ... I’m at a party at the Harringtons’ house ... I don't wanna talk about it, man … Can you please just come get me? Please."

Eddie hangs up the phone and swallows down the lump in his throat.

He refuses to cry in Steve Harrington's kitchen.

Making his way through all the teenagers crowding this soulless house, he blinks the fog from his eyes. No tears are gonna take him back to half an hour ago, shooting the shit with his dad in the van, happily ignoring years worth of bloody hatchets and skeletons between them.

While Eddie was desperate for it to be real this time, dear old dad hadn’t changed at all, taking off with Eddie’s van the second he came inside to scope out the party. Sorry to all the manicured girls of Loch Nora that pay pretty pennies for his shitty joints, but his stash is long gone, along with all the cash he made the last few days.

It’s all in the wind with Al Munson like always.

The muggy air washes over Eddie when he steps outside, rubbing his eyes against the cool sting of wetness brimming in them. He’s not gonna cry in front of Steve Harrington’s pool either, even if he’s alone out here.

It’s like a different dimension from the crowd inside, but everyone knows the pool is off limits, though no one seems to know why. Everyone just falls in line to the will of the king. Whatever, Eddie doesn’t give a shit he just needs a minute to breathe. He needs a damn cigarette, too, but of course, his smokes were in the van.

“Hey Munson, you sold out already or something?”

Eddie’s hands drop from his face, whipping around to where the voice came from. Caught off guard, embarrassment rises in his cheeks under the gaze of the man himself, Harrington. There’s an almost eerie blue glow casting off the water where he’s sitting poolside in a deck chair, strangely alone out here when he’s got a whole party inside.

Eddie clears his throat, trying to shield his vulnerability from a moment ago, “Nah man, all my shit was stolen.”

“That bites. Do you know who took it?” Harrington sounds oddly… concerned. “I bet it was that dickhead, Hargrove. I kicked him out like 10 minutes ago.”

“What’s it to you?” Eddie shoots back, instinctively distrustful, hackles raised like a cornered animal. He’s already taken a knife to the back tonight.

Harrington holds up a hand as if to ease him, like somehow in all his prim Polo-wearing properness, he’s used to handling wild things. “Just figured maybe I could help you get it back.”

“Why do you care?” Maybe Eddie’s being too defensive, it’s not like Harrington has ever given anyone hell like Hargrove or Hagan, but they’re all one in the same right? Or maybe Harrington really was ousted from the throne like the rumors in the hallways say. Eddie’s got more on his mind right now than the intricacies of Hawkins High pecking order.

“Uh, because it’s my house and I don’t want some thief around? Jesus you’re prickly, dude.” With an eyeroll, Harrington waves him over to the empty chair next to him. “Here, just sit down and relax for a sec. We’ll see if we can figure it out.”

Eddie hesitates, feeling like it has to be some kind of trap, but there’s no one else around. Harrington’s never done more than stand by while his jock buddies do their damage to whoever or call Eddie a freak under his breath a couple times, but who hasn’t? Eddie encourages it, even. What would Harrington get out of pulling anything now when it’s not for show?

Honestly, Eddie’s just trying to rationalize it because he could really use the beer that’s also up for grabs, offered with an outstretched hand.

So Eddie stalks over to the empty chair, warily sitting down as if it might snap him inside like a snare. His nerves are all frazzled. Between his dad’s little stunt and now the king of the jocks (former king?) is handing Eddie an open beer that he’s taken a sip from himself, give him a break. Eddie mellows out a tad after a couple chugs.

“Do you have any clue who took it?” Harrington asks, way too much concern in the line between his brows than he should be able to fake for Eddie.

“No one here.”

Eddie sort of wishes it was that simple. A stranger would only hurt his pockets, instead of this bone-deep betrayal he should’ve seen coming. He doesn’t even care about the money, or his van, it’s deeper than that. It aches somewhere the booze can’t wash away. He squeezes the cool bottle in his grasp, blaming the contents for what he woefully admits next.

“It was my pops, man. He ran off with my van and everything in it.”

For some reason, it’s embarrassing to say. Either secondhand for his old man pulling something so low-down, or just his own pride for falling for it. He stares at the unnaturally still water in front of him, instead of meeting the gaze beside him.

He can feel Harrington taking in it, questioning it. Maybe he’s wondering how a father could screw over his own son like that, or maybe he’s thinking everyone knows that’s exactly what Al Munson would do, and Eddie— especially Eddie, should’ve known that.

Even Jeff warned him this time too, having been there since the days that Al would bring Eddie a new bike when he won big at the casino, then steal it back the next week to sell when he lost. Seems like Eddie was the only idiot willing to give his dad another chance, even blowing off band practice the last couple days to spend time with him.

“Your van, huh?” Is what Harrington finally says, soft for some reason. “I could give you a ride home. Forest Hills, right?”

That’s… not what Eddie was expecting at all. Just picturing that hotrod that’s all the rage in the school parking lot kicking up gravel in the trailer park rubs him wrong. It’s all off-beat, Eddie feels so far off his center that he’s normally so sure of. All he can do is push back to try and find it again.

“What, you’re gonna ditch your party to slum it on the wrong side of Hawkins with me? Don’t worry about it, I called my uncle.”

Looking over, he sees how Harrington almost looks disappointed by that.

“Yeah okay, but I don’t really care about this party,” he says, not even trying to pass it off in a ‘cool’ way, he just seems put off by it, “Graduation’s coming up, y’know, it was Tommy’s idea. I should’ve said no, I don’t give a shit about it. Or Tommy.”

Again, not what Eddie was expecting. He feels a thud in his stomach at the mention of graduation, yet another failure under his belt. “Well I’m not graduating, so does it count as that kinda party if you’re out here with the super senior freak?”

“Guess we’re just having a shitty dads party then,” Harrington tries for what Eddie assumes is a reassuring smile, because for whatever reason in this twisted reality, Steve Harrington is trying to comfort him.

Him, Eddie Munson.

But it ends up striking an already sensitive nerve.

“What do you even know about it?” Eddie scoffs.

Harrington’s smile drops, snapping back, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

A bitter laugh bubbles up in Eddie’s throat. He hates how it sounds as awful as he feels. Gesturing with the beer in his hand, he states the obvious, “Look around, dude.”

Maybe Harrington’s not as popular at school, but he’s still well off at home. A rich, two parent household that he’s never had to worry about scrounging to keep the lights on. The only business he’ll ever have to do is for his Daddy’s fucking letterhead. Eddie will accept his pity to the extent of a free beer, but he won’t sit there and listen to Harrington pretending to know what it’s like for him.

“Yeah, look around,” Harrington retorts, an even more bitter curl on his lip than Eddie’s. “Got everything except parents, don’t I? Like if they buy me enough shit, I won’t notice they’re hardly here.”

The look in his eyes is a little hurt but fierce, grating enough to cut through Eddie’s defenses. Wayne keeps telling him to stop jumping the gun and going off half-cocked. Yet here Eddie is again, assuming he’s got this guy all figured out.

When in reality, all he knows is that despite being the talk of the town, Harrington’s parents are rarely ever seen around. He lost his girl, doesn’t seem to have any real friends to show, and looks about as lonely at school as he does now— while he’s doing nothing but trying to help Eddie.

“I’m sorry, man,” Eddie relents, “You’re just going against everything I thought I knew about you right now. I’m trying to kick the habit of putting people in boxes with the whole anti-conformity thing. Been told I can be a real judgemental asshole.”

“Yeah I wonder why,” Harrington says lightly, his lips curling back into a smile that sort of makes Eddie want to hide his face. It doesn’t feel wrong somehow, like the rare times that a girl spared him a look, more like it shouldn’t be directed at him. Steve Harrington shouldn’t be smiling at him.

“And call me Steve, alright? If we’re gonna be in the shitty dads club together, we should be on a first name basis.”

That actually gets a laugh out of Eddie. Short and pained as it sounds, it’s real.

“Okay then, Steve,” he has to look away after he says it, feeling his chest cave under the weight of that smile for some reason. Must be the state he’s in. Steve made him forget for a second but he’s sinking again, staring out over the pool, trying and failing to see the bottom.

Read the rest on Ao3

for day one of @eddiemonth prompt “Parents”

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amunyan · 9 months

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Love me, not him (Part 5.5/7)

Word count: 1.247

Warnings: Smut…

Mereoleona kissed you back. Her fingers got tangled in your hair as she tried to grab your neck to pull you closer. But she didn’t mind. She was kissing you like a starving animal. You could feel her fang and teeth biting your lips.

"Brutal as always...“, you thought to yourself. "But it feels... good?!" You couldn’t help and leaning more into this kiss. Knowing she wants more, you opened your mouth to allow her tongue to enter.

The Feeling of her tongue, stroking over yours was strange; yet exciting. Especially for your first kiss. You even felt confidence enough to go in for a little Battle. Fighting for the dominance.

Mereoleona seemed to like it. She went along with the play for a few moments. But soon enough she definitely won this little battle and you gave in. Letting you be pushed against the back of the sofa and her right hand wandered up your leg.

"Wait...“, you whispered and push her away gentle to stop her, but also to lunge for a deep breath of air. Unable to open your eyes after this wild kiss, you nervously bit your lips.

"Do you really wanna go this far?"

"I wouldn’t mind", she answered right away. "The question is; is it fine for you, (Y/N)."

They did not notice how close Mereoleona had come, she literally whispered in your ear. Her breath was warm against your skin. Giving you goose bumps and pleasant shivers run down your back. Your decision was made.

"Yes, I want to feel you even more...“, you mumbled and look at her.

The next moment, her arms wrapped around you. "Let's continue this in bed..."

Only shortly later you found yourself in Ms big and soft bed. She kneeled over you and can't stop herself from kissing you. Tender, but more demanding.

Her lips slowly let off of yours to wander down your neck and leaving a trail of biting marks, only to stop for the rushed moments she took to unbutton your blouse.

Your heart beat faster and your body started shaking. Mereo grinned at you. "I'll be gentle", she promised in a low voice as she unclasped your bra and brushed her fingertips over your bare chest, making you shiver. You feel her warm skin on yours. Her breath close to yours.

She bended down and starts licking your nipples. A quiet moan escaped your mouth.

"So easily excited?" Mereoleona stopped to look at you with a sly smile. "Don't make it too easy for me. All the fun would get lost..."

As soon as you realised what sounds you were capable of, you turned bright red with embarrassment and wanted to tear your face off. You pressed your hand over your mouth to stop further noises while Mereoleona begun to undress. Her blue jacket slipped over her shoulders and fell silently to the floor. So did her white top.

“But most all...”, she grabbed your hand with which you covered your mouth. "Don't do this. I wanna hear your sweet voice while we are doing it.... Understood?"

“But... I don't wanna be too loud...and... What if the other squad members hear us?"

"I don't care. Everyone should know you are mine now..." She kissed you again. With all their feelings and longing.

Her fingers found their way down your body, deliberately into your panties. Mereo gently stroked your vulva and your breathing quickened. Your fingertips dug deep into her shoulders as you let out a shy sigh. A smile hushed over her lips, and she was about push her fingers deeper inside you. But she paused for a moment, a look of irritation on her face, before she smirked at you.

"You're really easy to excite, aren't you? But it pleases me that your body enjoys my touches so much". She pulled her and out of your panties. "Look, how wet you already got."

You couldn’t help but blushing even more badly as she licked her fingers. "As sweet as you are..."

She did not want to wait any longer. Her hands grabbed your trousers impatiently, trying to pull them off as quickly as possible. Your panties too.

As you thought she would undress herself now, her hand reached out for your arm which was still bandaged. Slowly, with a sad look in her eyes, she unwrapped it to take a closer look at your injury. You could see in her eyes how guilty she still feels.

"Mereo..." You whispered so quietly, she couldn’t hear you being worried. As you try to get up, she starts kissing your injured arm. Gently but passionate.

“I never wanted to make you cry or hurt you in this way...I Love to tease you. Love how easy you get flustered and take everything way to serious..."

"Don't worry, it's..." you tryed to comfort her as she gently pushed you back into the covers. Kissing you to make you shut up

"(Y/N)" she whispered, "I don't want to hurt you anymore. I will protect you... Because..." She leaned in for another kiss, confessing her feelings towards you. Before you could answer she pressed her lips against yours. With all her feelings.

Only now she got herself completely naked. It's not the first time, you saw her like this. You both have been bathing together for years. But it's the first time in such a situation.

You had never noticed how defined her collarbone was, how strong her body and abs were. The desire to touch her overcame you and your fingertips stroked her hips and belly. They slowly started to wander upward. A little hesitant and shy, yet curious, you touched her breasts. Her nipples. You also made her moan a little, which sounded more like a quiet lion's roar.

"You are cute. It tickles.... I'll show you how to do it."

Mereoleona grabbed your wrists. Since you couldn't move, you were completely at her mercy. But you soaked up all the little shivers she gave you by kissing your nipples again. She licked and bit them to make you moan louder with each of her touches.

As the grip on your wrists loosed, Mereo started kissing your body. She clearly wanted to get down to business. Now. She left a trail of hickeys and bite marks all the way down to your hips. As if she wanted to show everyone that you now belong to her....

She parted your legs to reach your vulva again and starts licking it with her tongue. You shuddered and clawed harder at Mereos’ shoulders again. Each time she pushed her wet muscle deeper into you, your fingertips dug deeper, leaving a trail of scratches on her skin as you moaned and gave yourself completely to her, but it seems to you that she is enjoying it...

"You really are so easy to turn on, aren't you?” She said with a smirk on her face. "But let's see if you're just as easily satisfied..."

She ordered you to stand up and kneel in front of her. That way she could embrace you from behind, one hand on your breast, playing with your nipples, while she kissed and bit your neck so that not a millimeter of your skin was left untouched.

"You really love this spot, don't you? You're getting really tight down here. Look..."

She pushed her fingers deeper inside you. A little carefully at first, but soon faster and deeper.

Loving you like the beast she is....

#black clover #mereoleona vermillion #x female reader #black clover smut #mereoleona x reader

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whirling-fangs · 1 year

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@fallesto || cont.

“Oh! Ohohohoh! Someone is cranky! Skipping dinner again!”

Was this what happened, to little human boys who misbehaved and skipped out on there meals. What would his mother say. With his negative and poor attitude to there benefactor and the person who was quite literally there savior in every single sense of the word. You could say, he was even his father .. what a wonderful thought that was. A demon as a father.

This little human was a sneaky little one, more than the others it seemed the riches of human life, with every single want and need, every single thing that made humans, overcome with emotion, was not enough for him, how very, very strange. He was sure, the mother had not dropped him a single time on his head when he was little.

Rather than send one of the servants, the devoted little humans who would literally jump off a cliff if he told him, he went himself. After all this was the only time he could get a snake for himself, he had to be careful, the new crop of humans he had within his temple, they just were not quite right as of yet.

“You have been so naughty, naughty, naughty. You know there are rules.” As he waved his hand around lazily within the air, that there were rules, that he didn’t want anyone out the temple after darkness, because he wanted them close, to him at all times. They were his afterall, he did not want another demon thinking they could walk in and take, from his little collection.

“Your mother trusts me, and she is quite .. wonderful as well, you don’t want me to tell her and then, get you into trouble and get her all upset, I would hate for her pretty face, to be ruined with tears.”

"I'm not cranky! I'm just bored! There's nothing to do in your big empty house and I hate it!!"

Inosuke was not yet a teenager, and he certainly hadn't lost his childish tendency to tantrums. He didn't like when things went against his will, and his stubbornness was only matched by his feistiness.

Stories of monsters and wild animals haunting the woods had never scared him. All the contrary – he had always been eager to see those monsters with his own eyes, to see if they were as ugly as the stories depicted.

His thirst for adventure was never quenched if he stayed within the manor.

"Rules are boring! Your house is boring! It's always more interesting to go inside, and night's when it's the most fun! I took a nap today, so I'm not tired!!"

Oh, how badly he wanted to bite the finger that was wagged at him. A snarl curled at his lips, almost reminiscent of a wild dog. The child had a certain wilderness in him that his upbringing didn't quite explain.

His rebellious urges quieted somewhat at the mention of his mother. Emerald gaze darted to the side, his voice reduced to a mumble.

"... I don't wanna make mom cry. But she knows I'm strong enough to go out in the woods alone! I'm not a little baby! She wouldn't cry just 'cause I went outside when the moon is up in the sky!"

The child took a step back, arms firmly crossed across his chest, chin raised in defiance again. Dirt already stained his deep blue haori, the sleeves torn in places. He must have been fighting with someting... perhaps just a thorny bush.

"I'm not going back! I wanna explore more!"

#fallesto

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insideliascrazyhead · 8 months

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Oya´s great camping adventure

Summary:Fujio has the great idea of a camping trip and manages to convince them all,even Murayama,who draggs his beloved Cobra along for a trip to the local woods for a night.Crazy chaos happens wherever they go,so what could go wrong?

Pairings:Cobra/Murayama,Fujio/Tsukasa,Odajima/Todoroki

Warnings:None I guess

Authors note:Enjoy<3

They´re leaving civilisation when Odajima runs up towards Todoroki,dry heaving then breaking out in a coughing fit.He shakes his head.“God,I hate running!Heya<3!“He exclaims with a little wave.Todoroki tries to hide his smile.“Kinda late aren´t we Odajima?“He teases.“I need my beauty sleep.“He nudges back.Tsukasa looks at them confused.“What?It´s a great place for fishing.“Todoroki defends and Tsukasa snorts.“Sure.Whatever.“He turns towards Fujio.“At least I don´t need to stalk them to see that with my own two eyes.“Fujio barks out a laugh.„Fishing buddies my ass their fishing husbands.“

It´s a exhausting and long hike fueled by energy drinks and candy when they finally reach their destination near a lake. Fujio and Tsukasa throw their stuff against the nearest tree and go explore their surroundings.Odajima and Todoroki search the greatest place to fish.Nakagoshi and Nakaoka get the party started with some music and get seated,taking a long desired break,sipping soda.Shibaman and Tsuji meanwhile try to start a fire for the grill later.Miserably failing as the cheap lighter they brought turns out to be empty.Swearing and cursing they try it with sticks until Cobra had a great laugh out of it and shows mercy handing them a working lighter.

Yasushi and Kiyoshi just ran off and Tsukasa dearly hopes they don´t try to hunt anything.Jamou starts building a tent as he explained earlier he doesn´t wanna get eaten by any creature that crawls around at night.“Oi Jamuo!Wanna tell us about the apocalypse you packed for or what?!“Nakaoka exclaims.“At least I´m prepared!I´m not gonna die by those creatures killing brutally after attacking in the middle of the night.“He explains dramatically.

Cobra get´s seated with Murayama observing them as he lights a cigarette and is handed a beer by Murayama who looks a little nervous.“Relax.This is gonna be great.“Cobra rolls his eyes at his boyfriends twitchiness.“Ehh?!You don´t know those crazy ones like I do Cobra-chan!Let me explain what is gonna happen;Fujio-kun will tame a deadly animal because it will be cute and while trying someone dies probably Sleepy Lion who tries to stop him.Those two crazy pyromaniacs will burn down the whole forest.“He points towards Shibaman and Tsuji who now have a great working fire but still wanna try the way with the sticks on seperate wood.Shibaman swearing it´s gonna work.“The two man party those two throw is gonna lure and a crazy guy that kills us all straight out of a horror movie.Kiyoshi is killed by him.Yasushi will try to human sacrifice Jamuo to the nature gods,failing miserably and Jamuo snaps then smears war pain across his face and hunts Yasushi like an animal!“Murayama describes dramatically making Cobra break out in laughter.“You´re crazy.Trust them at least a little.How do they learn otherways?!Also how about Todoroki and his Housen friend then?“He teases.Murayama shakes his head.“No.They got the local braincell.They´re gonna have a great time and leave like scheduled.“

That´s when the screaming starts.They´re all near the water “Oi what´s that in the lake?!“Yasushi exclaims jumping back in (faked) fear.Kiyoshi rushes over.„What?!Where?!“ Yasushi points towards the water biting his lip.When Kiyoshi then bends over to get a better look he frowns.„I can´t see shit.“Kiyoshi grumbles.“There in the damn lake!It´s a wild Kiyoshi!“He screams,kicks Kiyoshi´s ass who falls foreward into the water.Kiyoshi swears and insults Yasushi in ways that make even Cobra flinch.

Tsukasa whispers something to Fujio who eagerly nodds. Tsukasa would hate himself if he misses that opportunity. Yasushi has tears of laughter stream down his face when Tsukasa puts his soda down.Fujio´s and Tsukasa´s eyes meet when they get up smiling.They run towards Yasushi, both throwing themself on the teen,all three flying into the lake.Yasushi let´s out a nearly unhumanly high shriek.When they all break the surface again Yasushi is trying to punch Tsukasa who dodges with ease.They others break out laughing at their antics.

„They´re insane.“Cobra tells Murayama.“Yeah,they´re great kids.“He leans against the nearest tree,closing his eyes while Cobra shakes his head.“No.Murayama.Your beloved Sleepy Lion it trying to drown Yasushi.Ain´t in a fun way,he´s trying like crazily eager too.“ Murayama´s eyes nearly explode out of his head as he jumps up or at least tries to as he stumbles.Knees hitting the dirty ground.“Oi Sleepy Lion!No killing!“He screams histerically voice breaking.Cobra meanwhile films it sending it to Yamato and Noboru.“Murayama´s babysitting adventure.“

That´s when they all come out of the lake dripping wet.„Oi Yasushi you look like a wet rat!“Fujio exclaims.„I hate you,you crazy bastard!“Yasushi laughs.„Aww I love you too.“Tsukasa teases.„Someone will end up dead by nightfall.Yasushi probably did it then I´m taking.“Odajima chuckles.„I mean if it stops Yasushi from killing someone then I say chloroform that bastard and throw him in the damn lake again.“Todoroki shruggs.

As Tsukasa takes of his soaked shirt leaving him in a top,Fujio get´s redressed revealing his interesting choice of underwear.“Oi Fujio!Sexy undies!“Nakaoka laughs.All eyes land on his heart shaped underwear and he turns as red as a tomato.He quickly gets redressed. The only thing that distracts from Fujio´s underwear is Shibaman and Tsuji´s discussion of the meat on the grill.“Man that meat is still so bloody I bet it´s gonna make moo if you bite it.“Shibaman grunts looking at the meat.“Then teach me your ways oh mighty barbecue dickhead.“Tsuji laughs trying to poke Shibaman with the grill tongs.

„Oi Yasushi?!The fuck are you eating?“Kiyoshi asks.„Magic mushrooms.“Yasushi groans sarcastically.Nosy fucker.„Really?!“Jamuo shrieks.„No dumbass.Found them over there.“Yasushi hints towards some plants with his head.„Anyone that does drugs get´s drowned in the damn lake!“Cobra screams not even turning towards them,sipping his beer.„You eat something you literally just found in the woods?!“Nakagoshi asks shocked.„If you vomit blood Yasushi I swear I´m gonna kill you to death!“Fujio shrieks color draining from his face.„What?!“Yasushi and Kiyoshi ask at the same time.„You know exactly what I mean.“He growls trying to sound threatening.„I´m great.Relax.“He barks out a laugh when his eyes roll into the back of his head and he collapses.

“Yasushi!“Fujio and Tsukasa scream as all eyes land on them.Cobra is about to freak out as he and Murayama run over when Yasushi sits back up with a shit eating grin. “Yeah?!Anything wrong?!“He asks in a sugary sweet voice.“I´m just joking,relax.That shit´s not deadly.“He breaks out laughing and Fujio and Tsukasa hit him over the head while some others groan angrily and either swear and curse at him or take a breath of relief that Yasushi didn´t in fact dropped dead.

Cobra shakes his head and pinches the bridge of his nose.„You sick freak!“He groans.“Yasushi you ain´t allowed to drop dead you know that!“Kiyoshi growls angrily kicking his friend.“You crazy fucked up bastard!You worried your leader.Is that what you wanted?!To worry your leader?Then congratulations you worried your leader!“Murayama adds,pointing towards Fujio who´s color still isn´t back in his face.“Yeah.“Fujio grumbles.“You worried the shit out of all of us.“Tsukasa rolls his eyes helping Yasushi up to violently pull him closer.

“If you drop dead,someone will need to give you CPR and I´ll do it.I won´t hesitate and maybe even with tongue...“ Yasushi spits out the other fruits he just threw into his mouth.„Sorry you´re not my type Blondie.Hanaoka can keep your scrawny ass.“He whines.“Use your imited 2 braincells to focus not to kill yourself.“Tsuji exclaims angrily throwing a full soda can at Yasushi.“Oww.“He dramatically exclaims and drinks said soda.Mumbling a fuck you,you ain´t my nanny.“Just please don´t eat anything deadly.“Fujio says shaking his head.That leader duty does hopefully not involve any death soon or ever.

Cobra and Murayama are eyeing the fruits in Yasushi´s hand.„Deadly?!I would say there´s one way to find out.“Cobra snatches one and eats it while the others watch with horrifyed expression.“I´ll let you know what deadly complications are gonna occur.“Cobra says taking another beer heading towards his seat from earlier.Murayama runs up to him.“You know excatly what that is Cobra-chan,don´t you?“He asks.“Yeah,it´s edible.“He chuckles taking a sip of beer.“Where did you learn that?!Survival expert Cobra-chan.I love that!“Murayama says jumping excited.“A lot of long ass road trips during Mugen times,not everywhere are luxus hotels Murayama.“He smiles.

„Fuck you,you squirrel looking bitch!I can climb higher then you.“Comes a scream from the backround that he´s just gonna ignore.That´s an issue for future Cobra, Murayama has babysitting duties.God he never wants kids.Especially not when some of them piss off to search for monsters.They probably making out or get drunk or something.No,he just leans back and takes a sip of beer enjoying the beautiful view.Murayama can search for HIS fulltimers when they get lost later.Crazily enough,who would have thought (Cobra) that they ain´t back when night comes,the full timers go search for them.

Cobra and Murayama stay back at the fire to at least make sure the woods are not burning down like Murayama feared earlier.It´s meanwhile dark and the others search the woods for the crazy bastards of Oya High,that´s great they love that.They´re also sarcastic.They´re about to give up and leave the Yasu-Kiyo leaders for dead or at least on their own for the night when they jump out of the trees wearing clown masks scaring the shit out of all of them.Shibaman and Tsuji´s reaction though,was not screaming,it was violence.They punched them so hard it nearly knocked them clean out.„Oww the fuck´s wrong with you?!“Kiyoshi groans as they pull down the clown masks.Kiyoshi wiping the blood of his nose when Fujio complains that they should head back cause he´s hella hungry and Jamuo squeaks from behind Tsukasa that he nearly pissed himself.After a few of them manage to land a hit on Yasushi or Kiyoshi´s head they leave.

They come back towards the camp where Cobra and Murayama are seated and all search a comfortable spot near the fire.“Woah you´re bleeding!“Murayama exclaims.„Yeah we punched those two clowns after they scared the shit out of us.“Shibaman explains rolling his eyes.Todoroki still loves the idea from earlier with the chloroform.“Holy shit not that blood!“Jamuo exclaims pointing towards Yasushis sleeve that´s meanwhile sticky with blood.“Oh my god did you end up vomiting blood?!Cobra-san did you vomit blood too?!“Fujio asks panicking.„No you dumb pisshead.I fucking fell holding a beer bottle alright it kinda cut up my damn arm.Relax Hanaoka.“Yasushi hisses.Cobra now leaves his seat going towards Yasushi,guess he´s doing a nightshift in adulting dumbasses.

“Lift up that sleeve and let me see it.“Yasushi looks like Cobra turned insane.“I dealt with it.“He groans.„Fucking beautiful.But when you bleed to death or die from blood poisoning because of a nasty ass broken bottle,they´re gonna blame it on the adult gang leader that shouldn´t be in the woods with underage teenagers in the first place.Then my ass goes to jail,and even if it´s crazy enough in your future it ain´t gonna be in mine.Look at me.I ain´t gonna do great in jail.Now lift it.“Yasushi does as he´s told as he explains towards Murayama that his boy toy lost it.Murayama barks out a laugh.A ripped shirt with blood spreading on it is tied around his underarm.“At least you treated it somehow.“Odajima offers.Oya is a chaotic bunch for sure.Tsuksasa scoffs.„Fuck yeah I did I ain´t stupid.I poured vodka over it and yanked the two shards out.That´s easy as fuck.“Cobra hits him across the head turnig towards Kiyoshi.“Vodka.“He holds his hand out.“I ain´t gonna listen to a guy with boy band hair telling me how to party.“ Kiyoshi grumbles.

Cobra for a hot second thinks back towards Nonoru,Yamato and his three man party containing vodka in his Mugen times,before he switched to tequila,thanks to the nastiest hangover ever.The two tumbled wasted through Sannoh. “Oi!Itokan Diner man!I fucking found it!“Yamato slurrs.„Hell yeah!“Cobra exclaims nearly falling down. „Great!All we needed were four hours,seven busses (cause they kept taking the wrong ones) and nearly two bottles of Vodka.“Noboru says when Cobra runs against a hanging flower pot he could´ve sworn wasn´t there earlier.The damn flower pot knocked Cobra to the floor with a thud.Yamato cleaned that wound with vodka too.He shakes his head.

“At least I dont look like I have a vagina or a weird ass pastry on my head,gimme the liquor.“He hands hit over with a screw you.Cobra rolls his eyes.„Did any of you meatheads think of a first aid kit that doesn´t get you wasted?“Todoroki explains that he and Odajima didn´t plan any deadly injuries so they don´t have one.Jamuo hands him one.“Thanks.At least one is prepared.I love this kid.“Cobra starts treating his wound as Todoroki exclaims;„You literally belong under constand supervision of a person with a normal amount of brain cells or at least on a leash for crazy children that keep running off...“He sighs heavily.„That would be a human right violation.“Yasushi grumbles.“Woah big words Yasuhsi!“Nakaoka laughs. „The leash is a great idea.“Tsukasa nodds.“Kinky.“Tsukasa groans.“Will you shut your cakehole!“Fujio snaps.„They mean against deadly accidents and STD`s,Yasushi.“Odajima explains.

Even though they had this little escalation they do end up having a great time,when the wound is treated,they´ve eaten and relax with a beer and soda.„How about horror stories?!“Fujio offers.„What?Cannibal Hillbilly Misfits that make a human barbecue out of Jamuo?!“Yasushi snorts.Jamuo moves closer towards Tsukasa eyeing Yasushi with care.“That´s the plot of Wrong Turn kid.Relax.“ Shibaman states.“Yasushi and Kiyoshi scare them away anyways.“Nakagoshi nodds.When Cobra hands Murayama a beer he shook before making his boyfriend take a forced beer shower and crazy enough he laughs it off.“Call it a cocktail!“Tsuji laughs.“The beer explosion!“Nakagoshi adds.Cobra snorts shaking his head.“Oh don´t judge the creator of a cocktail without ever inventing one Cobra-san!“Fujio states happily.“I did 2013,Cobra-Twist strong enough to twist your organs.“Cobra explains drinking his beer.“Yeah so it´s a cocktail you´re named after then Cobra-chan!Do you suck at wrestling suddenly?!“Murayama teases.Cobra puts down his beer and cockily strutts towards Murayama who´s eyes widen.“Cobra,no!“He squeaks as he Cobra twists his boyfriend and the others break out laughing.

#high and low #high and low the worst #oya high #hanaoka fujio #high and low cobra #tsukasa takajo #todoroki yosuke #odajima yuken #nishikawa yasushi #kiyoshi #nakaoka #nakagoshi #shibaman #tsuji #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #murayama yoshiki

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grace122 · 2 years

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Maybe... fear play with c!sam?

key card, c! awesamdude x c! dream x fem reader

(i haddd to add c! dream in because he’s just so good for fear play)

summary: the reader finds a key card to the prison but little does she know the card as a tracking and the warden is immediately after her, will she get caught?

faster, that's all you could think about as you ran though the smp scrambling to get away from the warden, you had found a prison card in the grass and sure enough it had a tracker on it so now here you were being chased around the whole smp by warden sam. He was extremely fast and gaining on you quickly, you knew by the familiar smell of gunpowder and the loud combat boots but suddenly it all started to fade away like he had stopped running so you turn around to see nobody there. Your heartbeat starts to slow down as you come to a stop before starting to walk until suddenly he steps out from behind a nearby tree and before you can turn to run he's already grabbed you and pressed your back was against his chest, his heavy breathing and the overpowering smell of gunpowder started to make your head spin as you start tremble in the large hybrids grasp "scared?" he whispers sending cold chills down your spin "i-i'm sorry sam" you whimper "oh your sorry?" he says quietly almost growling in anger "well in that case i should just let you go huh?" he says sarcastically "s-sam please" you mumble "and begging, god you are so fucking pathetic" he growls taking his other hand and placing it under your chin tilting your head far enough back to look up at him (he's like 6'8 by the way and the reader is 5'8).

His eyes were glowing a neon shade of green and his gas mask was puffing out gunpowder "and to think that a dumb slut like you would know better then to steal from me" he mumbles tilting his head to the side "maybe i should take you into the prison, use the card and lock you in a cell with dream? let him have his way with you?" sam says "n-no" you choke out feeling tears brimming your eyes "no? well you took the card so you must want to go into the prison right?" he says as you shake your head no but deep down he was right, the prison was so interesting and your curiosity was starting to get the best of you "liar" he hisses causing you heart to jump remember that he is indeed a creeper hybrid and sometimes hisses like one too "let's take a walk down to the prison y/n, since you want to see it so badly"

sam had dragged you all the way to the prison, inside of it and to dreams cell "sa-sam wait!" you yelp squirming in his grasp as he lets the lava drop down revealing dream on the other side "sam! oh who have you got there? is that y/n?" dream asks causing sam to nod "she stole a key card to the prison" he says causing dream to just chuckle "though she might want an inside look" sam says holding you tighter against him "what do you think angel? wanna go over there into dreams cell with him?" sam says causing you to shake your head rapidly squirming in his strong arms "n-no no sam please!" you yelp as he drags you towards the bridge "aw y/n, don't be scared i don't bite.. unless you want me to" dream says as sam gets on the bridge with you sending you both across and dropping down the wall to dreams cell and as much as you squirm sam still keeps a tight grip on you dragging you towards dream "look at you" dream mumbles as sam lets you go and dream immediately pounces grabbing you and pulling you backwards so your back was pressed against his chest "god you smell so fucking good" dream growls basically burying his face in your neck to sniff you like a wild animal "i could just fucking devour you right now" he growls starting to kiss your neck leaving marks as sam watches starting to get hard in his work pants "sam why don't you make yourself useful and that little skirt off her"dream mumbles causing sam to scoff softly at dream trying to order him around but does it anyway pulling down your skirt to reveal no panties "holy shit" sam breathes looking at the wetness that was almost dripping down your legs "god your a slut" dream mumbles reaching down to rub your clit in circles earning a gasped moan from you "yeah? i bet i can make this pussy so happy with just my fingers huh?" dream says pulling another moan from you "come on sam" dream chuckles causing you look up and see sam eagerly palming the bulge that was growing in his pants "you take her mouth and i'll fuck her pussy?" "deal"

now you ended up on your hands and knees with dream absolutely railing you and sam sloppily fucking your mouth, you look up at sam to watch the way his eyebrows furrow and his jaw drops at the feeling of you swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock "fuck" he groans as you feel dream reaching around to rub your clit. You were in absolute heaven and eventually you all came together, sam took you away from dream and got you cleaned up before walking you out of the prison "i better not see you trying to take more cards y/n" he mumbles adjusting his gas mask "no promises sammy"

#graces anons #awesamdude smut #dreamwastaken smut #c! dream smut #c! dream x reader smut #c! awesamdude smut #awesamdude x reader smut #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #graces fics

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mlmxreader · 2 years

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Sacred and Sanctified | Steve Murphy x m!reader (🍋)

Anonymous asked: "Would you lie if you said you cared about me?" And "I‘m trying to work, can you not?" for our boy Steef Murf x male reader?

I feel like he’d struggle with coming to terms with his queerness at first, so he hooks up with the reader to sort of test it out. Only problem is they work together and they’re both catching feelings for each other. Steve just kind of struggles to express those feelings a bit more than the reader.

summary: you and Steve have always gotten along, but when he starts to explore his sexuality, the relationship between you starts to change.

tws: anal sex, swearing, religious imagery, biting, spanking, choking, smoking, praise

word count: 2002

You and Steve had always gotten along well, even before you had joined him and his partner - Javier - in Columbia, you had always gotten along well; a professional at dealing with exotic animals, you were asked by the DEA to aid with the Escobar case, specifically, and you were brought in to work directly with Steve and Javier - but while they spent most of their days chasing drug dealers and going on wild goose chases, you often spent the time working with local exotic dealers and seeing if there was anything trafficked that might have helped with their case. Ball pythons didn’t mean shit, you were told to go after the bigger and more obvious of exotic animals - still, you kept one of them. He was a yellow-y colour with brown and black splodges, around three foot long and weighing almost an entire kilogram, you kept that little ball python the very second that you had found him; naming him ‘Der Rote Kampfflieger’, after an axis fighter pilot from the first world war. He was a friendly little thing, often slithering onto your arm when you sat on your bed to go through case files. He was your pride and joy, really.

But around two weeks after you had gotten him, you got a somewhat troubling phone call from Steve, who had begged you to see him in the middle of the night, and while you thought it was probably just him finding something in a photograph or in one of the many files, something didn’t sit quite right with you if you were honest. Some shit smelled differently than others, and this didn’t smell right. Still, you let him come over and you let him sit with your ball python on his arm as he gently ran his fingers up and down the animal’s thick body while it sat there quite happily.

“I think I might be queer,” Steve said after some time, watching you make yourself coffee and grab the packet of cigarettes that you kept in the cupboard. He swallowed thickly, hands starting to shake. “Did you hear me?”

You nodded, scratching your shoulder for a second before you finally turned to him and shrugged. “Yeah, I heard you… you don’t think it’s gonna be a problem with me or something, do you?”

He rested his hand on the middle third of the python’s body, trying not to smile when it flicked its tongue against his skin, tickling him a little. “I dunno, I don’t even know if I am.”

You chucked the cigarettes on the table, and picked the python back up before taking it back to its tank, making sure to lock the glass before you gestured for Steve to follow you out onto the balcony; you lit two cigarettes, and handed one to him before you cleared your throat and looked at him. “Are you attracted to men?”

“I, I think so,” he said quietly, thinking of all those times that he had checked out your ass, focused more on your bare biceps than whatever animal you were holding, how he would swallow thickly and feel hot under the collar whenever your shirt was soaked in sweat and you were smoking a cigarette. He thought of all the times when he had looked at you for a little longer than he should have, and how when he saw you and Javier laughing together and getting a little physical whilst messing around that he had felt such awful jealousy, such disgusting and vile jealousy that made him want to tear you apart. Maybe he was attracted to men.

“Do you wanna fuck men?” You asked, and such a question he had expected to hear from Javier, not you. “Steve?”

“I wanna try it,” he admitted. “Yeah.”

You smiled, taking his hand and tilting your head to the side. “Do you wanna try it with me?”

Steve could only nod in response, letting you pull him in close as his breath hitched in his throat and his gaze dropped to your lips for a moment, swallowing thickly as he brought one hand to your throat, daring to wrap his hand around it as he refused to wait and crashed his lips against yours; you smiled, lacing your other hand in his hair and letting go of his hand, daring to grab his belt as you kept him so fucking close. Fuck, his kiss was like no other, and you couldn’t help but to moan when he dared to back you up against the doors, pressing you against them as he dared to slip his tongue between your lips, just to hear those fucking precious moans once more.

It was like something divine had struck Steve, if he was honest, the feeling of something other than lust growing in his stomach as he took charge, putting pressure on your throat and planting his forearm beside your head, cold glass so good against his hot skin; it was as if he had never experienced anything holy before this. Before the feeling of your lips on his and your jagged breaths mixing with his own, his hands shaking just a little. All his sins had been forgiven, repented for, with just one kiss. You were a fucking Saint.

A fucking Saint.

When you pulled away, Steve felt the weight of his sins come crashing down upon his shoulders, and he sighed as he licked his lips, just to savour the taste of yours; he didn't want to touch you again, for fear that his touch would shatter you. Corrupt you. Make you unholy. But he yearned to go down on his knees for you, to pray to you and to pray that you would take away all of his sins once more; just one more kiss to rid him of every sin he had ever committed.

“Steve,” you whispered, and he couldn’t ignore the way that his name sounded like the most sacred of prayers coming from your mouth, like it had suddenly become sanctified just because it had come from your lips. “Do you wanna go through with this?”

“Yeah,” Steve replied softly, “really, I’m sure - I want to, if you do.”

You moaned softly against the pillow as Steve pounded into you, your ass covered in handprints and bite marks, skin littered with the imprint of his teeth from the shoulders down, so fucking close as Steve dared to praise you; he wanted to worship you, to make you feel as holy as he knew that you were, he wanted to make you his, to claim you as his own personal deity. To give you that divinity he knew you deserved. To bless and possess you as much as he could; when he finally pushed you over the edge, he couldn’t help it - you called his name like it was the most sacred thing in the world, like you had never experienced something so holy and so divine in your life. Steve couldn’t help it as he came right after you, hearing you call his name like that was too much, and when he started to fuck his cum into your ass, he couldn’t ignore the way that you squirmed and moaned his name again so softly, asking him to keep going until he really was finished; until he had to pull out and he rounded the bed, kneeling beside you and clearing his throat.

“That, uhm, that wasn’t too rough, was it?”

“Nah,” you chuckled, licking your lips and smiling at him. “How’d you find your first experiment?”

Steve shrugged, leaving you for a moment to go and run the shower, but when he came back, he sighed. “Can we do it again?”

You nodded, humming softly. “Yeah, of course.”

It went on like that for a while, Steve using you as his own personal experiment to test whether or not he really was queer, and while he knew after the second night together that he really was, there was something new for him to tackle: his feelings for you.

You, so holy and so blessed, able to sanctify him with just a smile; and he was just a lowly sinner begging for a piece of your divinity. For you to cleanse him of every sin he had ever committed. To make him a Saint even though he knew that with every touch he offered, you would slowly become corrupted, unholy. Because of him.

Long nights at the office together after everybody had left, going through files and files and stacks of photographs, started to feel more and more like he was attending prayer within a holy building; to be sat beside such a Saint, with his hand on your thigh, able to hear the soft sighs coming from the back of your throat as you grew more and more tired. When you leaned against him, half-asleep and hardly able to keep your eyes open, Steve couldn’t help but to stiffen up a little, growling softly under his breath as he clenched his jaw; to have such a Saint so close to him, pressed against his side as he tried to focus on his work, tried to focus on getting the long night through with… but he couldn’t ignore you.

“I’m trying to work, can you not?”

“Not what?” You asked with a raised brow, your voice almost slurring softly as you got up and stretched, a yawn escaping you as you shook your head.

“Lean against me like that,” he grumbled, shaking his head. “It’s distracting.”

Purposefully, you draped yourself across his lap, looking at him with a cheeky smile as he shook his head again, still clenching his jaw; but then you smiled, and suddenly Steve couldn’t deny that you were absolutely the most holy person in the world. “Is this any better?”

Steve glared at you for a moment, but the second that you laced your fingers with his, pulling his hand onto your chest, his breath hitched in his throat, and he couldn’t deny that you really were, above all else, a Saint. His glare softened, and he ran his other hand down his face. “Slightly… are you comfortable?”

“Incredibly,” you grinned. “Are you?”

“Yeah,” he swallowed thickly, his heart thundering in his chest. “Would, uh, would you lie if you said you cared about me? I mean, if someone asked you if you cared… would you lie?”

“No,” you shook your head, bringing his hand to your lips and pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles as you hummed softly. “No, I wouldn’t lie - would you?”

“I…” he shrugged. “It’s…”

“You don’t have to say it,” you started, “really, you don’t have to say a damn thing. You don’t. It’s… we can just keep messing around and not say a damn thing, if that’s… what you want.”

Who could he fool? Every time he had sat down with Connie since that first night, she had told him that he really, really needed to figure out how he felt for you and if he wanted a relationship then he would have to tell you; she sat him down every time she visited him to make damn sure that he wasn’t going to mess with your feelings, as although she loved him dearly and truly and deeply - she knew he was struggling with the situation, and she knew that if he wasn’t careful, he would end up leading you on, and she didn’t want that for anyone. Sure, she would support him as much as she could, but she couldn’t tell you how he felt - that had to be him, entirely him.

“It’s not what I want,” Steve grumbled hesitantly. “I want… I want more than just messing around, but… I don’t know how to… shit.”

“Take your time,” you told him softly. “Please, Steve, take your time, but… just let me know one thing, please?”

“Anything.”

“Do you want this to be just you and me?”

“Yeah,” he bit his bottom lip. “I do.”

if you liked this fic, REBLOG IT - you SHOULD reblog it; if you don't wanna reblog, then you'll get blocked; reblogging is the BARE MINIMUM. don't just "like", REBLOG

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dior-and-dietcoke · 2 years

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〄 NOW PLAYING : NSFW ALPHABET WITH JOHN DOE<33

JOHN DOE + FEM!READER

18+, DARKCONTENT, period blood, DUBCON/NONCON, monster fucking (?), bondage, a little fluff, knife play, blood, marking, overstimulation, public sex, yandere themes (obviously), biting, scratching, horror elements, mentions of violence, readers skin color is not mentioned, all characters are over 18

I love this emo so much :( i just wanna hug him :((

> AFTERCARE

Oh he would take care of you when he's done using your beautiful body...

if he would know how..

the first time he literally almost ripped you apart you were the one doing the aftercare, he was so pussydrunk and out of it that he just clings to you even more than he normally would, which would be annoying if you werent so in love with this big creepy babyboy. and used to him being on your ass 24/7..literally.

> BODYPART

HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO CHOOSE WHEN EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS PERFECT?!

But he loves your soft and pillowy tits, he loves laying his head on them, kissing, licking them and burrying his head between them when he's stretching you out and fucking you like a rabid animal

But then again..your thighs are his favourite too..holding onto while digging his sharp nails into them to see some pretty bruises afterwards makes him crazy!

> CUM

He loves to see his sticky, thick cum on your face most of the time, because you just look so beautiful with his semen on your angelic face! Collects it all back onto his fingers and makes you suck the cum off of them

But to be frank.. he would love to see you just drowning in his cum

> DIRTY SECRET

Well the secret is not even really a secret, because you found out a long time ago..

it's that he takes pictures of you while you're working and hurries off to somewhere Private to furiously jerk off to them, but he only does that when the Gas Station has customers, if not..well then he just watches you from where you can't see him with his hand down his pants, stroking his cock to you literally doing ANYTHING

> EXPERIENCE

Baby, no..he doesn't have any experience..he wanted to save himself for you!

When you first hopped onto his lap he just got flustered and let you do whatever before he just started sweating, panting and drooling like a little puppy. Don't get me wrong, he likes it when you take control of him but he likes it even more to see your eyes fill with tears and you scream as if he was killing you when you're under him and he slams himself in and out of your sloppy and tight cunt

> FAVORITE POSITION

John doesn't have a favourite Position, he loves to see you in any of them!!

But it depends on what his mood is, when hes feeling good he will just Stick with missonary or cowgirl.

But when he's horny out of his mind (which is most of the time) he will either have you folded up for him in a mating press while his long tongue doesn't stop fucking your throat or he'll just pounce on you like a wild animal finally attacking its prey, and just fuck you from behind while his suprisingly strong arm is around your neck, restricting any air fron entering your lungs until you finally cum for him.

> GOOFY

Yeah John can be pretty goofy during sex. For example when you try to talk but he was just done choking you, your voice is rasped and you cant get a single word out he just laughs at you, but then he tells you how cute you are<33

> HAIR

Just like on his head, a lot. He doesn't take care of himself unless you force him, you do wince a lot when he rams his cock down your tight throat and that forest of dark curly hair brushes your face over and over again. But you love the way his happy trail looks, honestly..so you don't force him to shave it off.

> INTIMACY

He's VERY intimate of course, sometimes he just holds you as close as he could against his body, John just loves the feeling of being conected to you. His favourite thing is when you're about to cum and just hug him as tight as you could, Johnny boi just cums with you on the spot<3

> JACK OFF

Yes.

Just yes.

He jerks off as much as he can when you're not around, he can never stop thinking about how perfectly your small, delicate little neck fits in his big hand, or how cutely you whimper when he Cuts your skin just deep enough for blood to drip out. OR the way your pussy clenches and begs for him to go harder and harder. The only downside is that he feels way too watched at his place..

> KINK

Where do i fucking Start? Ahem.

First place has two favourite kinks of his :

Fearplay, of course. He loved seeing the fear in your eyes the first day he met you, it never left his mind! He loves seeing your eyes widen and your body tremble when he runs the cold metal of his knife across your supple breasts or even your throat~ it turns him on more than anything ever could!

blood kink. He loves to see your blood AND his blood on you, he just loves the look of the pretty red substance on your pretty skin~ but he loves loves loves it when you're on your period and he can see blood flowing out of your—HIS cunt..but licking and sucking it up with that long and talented tongue of his and tasting it just makes his cock trob and leak, sometimes the poor baby even cums untouched when you cum on his tongue with that pretty blood of yours pouring out along with your juices

Choking is second, but im not talking about that pussy shit to just keep you in place, no no. I mean that hard-ass grip till veins prod out on the skin of his hand or till your face turns red and tears begin pouring out of your eyes and drool drip from your glossy lips.

Sizekink is third, no matter who is in control in that moment he just loves seeing how small everything about you is compared to him <33 and even though he might not look like it, he is very, very strong..i mean he isn't quite human so..yeah.

Fourth is breeding, pulling out is never an option, even when you scream at him to NOT cum inside of you. He cant even hear you through the need of breeding your pretty little womb~

> LOCATION

Oh he could care less, because when he's horny he needs you now. It doesnt matter where you two are! But he loves loves loves to take you anywhere in his weird ass home, seeing you, such a beautiful angelic being in a place like this, being taken, tainted, ruined by a thing like him just really gets him going

> MOANS

John is Hella loud. Just..very loud. But its cute, very cute actually! The way he whimpers, cries, moans and whines when you tied him to his bed with some cords you found lying around because he wasn't listening to you to stop touching you already when you're the one on top! His begging and whining to :

➤ "PLEASE- L-LET ME TOUCH YOU, MY LOVE- P-PLEASE!!"

Is just too cute.

But he's also pretty needy and loud when he's the one in control, he just cant stop huffing, moaning and telling you :

➤ "you look so cute like th-this, my love...those tears make you look like an angel..h-haah.."

> NO-GO

Threesomes. He doesnt want ANYONE else being able to see you like he does, you're his! The furthest john would go would be letting that fucker who works with you and always tries to flirt with you watch as he bends you over the counter and chokes you to the edge of passing tf out

Cucking him is also a HUGE no. He could never go through that, it would hurt him to see you with someone else. He would honestly kill you and the other person then afterwards himself because who is he without his precious angel?

> ORAL

He loves recieving and giving,

knowing that you love to have him down your throat turns makes him so happy, not to mention that it feels like heaven. To have you slurping and sucking on him is just a toe curling sensation! And he normally just cums from you just spitting on his cock

BUT GIVING. He lives for eating your pussy, and yes. He bites. Not hard though, of course..

maybe..

depends on his mood, really.

He loves fucking you with his long tongue, wriggling it around in your cunt and seeing you writhe and cry, you look so pretty when you cum too. Sometimes you look terrefied at how hard you cum, which is also just heaven for john<3

> PACE

It also depends on his mood or if he is in the Power Position, if he is, he will go as fast as he could possibly go (which was really fuckin fast) and when he was fucking you like a rabid animal his long tongue would roll out and he would drool onto your already wet face from all the sweat, tear and your own drool

> QUICKIE

Quickies dont do it for him, plain and simple. But when he begs you for a 'quickie' in the morning when you had to go to work, he always found a way to make you stay longer on his cock by teasing you and not letting you cum by saying :

➤ "what? You said you have to go to work, my love..dont you wanna leave soon?"

Which makes you beg for more saying stuff like "i-it can wait, b-baby! Please just- nghh..m-make me cum!!" You whined. And when you beg like that he just has to slam you down onto the bed and pound into you<33

> RISK

Oh he loves taking risks, for you, he would do anything. You asked to go to the Beach with him and first he said flat out

➤"no"

But when you fake pouted and said "aww..then i will have to go alone to try on my new tight fitting bikini.." you knew you would get him like that, but it wasnt going to be that easy. As soon as you laid down on your towel he laid his head on your thigh, you already felt kind of off when he kept nudging his cheek against your thigh. And soon enough he slid his overly long tongue beneath your bikini, sliding along your slit "j-john! Wh-what are you doing?! There are people around!" You whisper screamed and lifted your sunglasses. But he just grinned knowing that you wont push him off. You tried so hard not to moan, you were just thanking god that people didnt suspect anything..you soon felt really close and clenched your thigh against his head, that was making people actually look so John pushed your thigh back down with his hand, pressing it back onto the towel

➤ "don't be so obvious! It's like you want people to know, i had no idea how dirty you actually are, my beloved~"

> STAMINA

Bitch he can go as long as he wants..he doesn't know what 'slow down' means..it's almost like he can't stop when you look at him with those teary, begging eyes just moaning : "p-please! S-slow down!! I-its so sensitive- i-im gonna cum again!!"

> TOY

If a knife is a toy, its that.

He loves, loves, loves the way your pussy throbbs around his fingers when he runs the knife along your skin, or even carves his name below your tits, watching the blood gush out of you. When he feels you're about to cum he leans down and licks the blood up, finally making you cum.

> X-RAY

BIG. H U G E

about 11 inches, uncut with pretty veins decorating his cock. its very sensitive, so be careful with this poor boy (jk he loves to be overatimmed)

> YEARNING

John yearns for you all the time, he cant stop thinking about anything you do. Everything you do is beautiful to him, he could just drown in you!!

> ZZZ

Babyboy falls asleep pretty fast, because at the pace he was going before, he just lays his head on your chest clings onto your body as your thighs hold onto him, and when your hands start to caress his back or run through his long, black hair he just starts humming happily and Falls asleep, he's just a big baby <33

#jojo writes #john doe horror game #john doe game #john doe x you #john doe x reader #john doe smut #john doe game smut #cw noncon #cw dubcon #cw blood #cw breeding #cw knives #cw horror #cw periods

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sageworld · 2 years

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New Years • Nate Jacobs x reader x Cassie Howard blurb

(yes this is me being a cassie apologist & disliking maddy)

the three of your mouths tango together in the echoing bathroom. it’s new year’s eve & you couldn’t have thought of a stupider way to ring in the new year but so be it, it felt good.

“i wanna watch you two play with each other.” nate pulled away from the kiss, pinching your nipple roughly. both yours & cassie’s dresses had the straps off and tops down. “mmm, c’mere.” cassie threw herself on you. her kisses were a lot tougher than you expected but her tongue felt like clouds on yours. you brought one of your hands out of her hair to rub her pussy.

you feel nate behind you, rubbing his clothed dick on your ass, kissing your neck. “i can’t wait to fuck you two.” he groans out. next thing you know he pushes you down to your knees, breaking up the kiss. “eat her fucking pussy, y/n.” he demands. you do as told. you mouth latches into her clit, you can hear nate’s belt unbuckling. “fuck, y/n that feels so good.” cassie throws her head back. “i wanna feel.” nate pulls you away from her pussy & your met with the angry red tip of his dick.

he shoves his dick into your mouth. it goes back and forth between his dick & cassie’s pussy, the two of them making out until he’s decided you’ve all had enough of this. “c’mere sweet girl.” he hoists you up onto the counter top. he runs his hands through your hair before kissing your forehead, lips, neck, down to your tits where he stops. he suckles on them, biting every so often. your startled when you feel his dick enter you, no warning as he thrusts like a wild animal. you close your eyes & when you reopen them cassie’s frozen, kissing his neck as the loud bang on the door comes.

“hurry the fuck up i need to piss.” maddy. panic runs through cassie’s face as her eyes tear up, dissatisfaction through nate’s as he keeps thrusting slowly but puts one hand behind cassie’s neck & one over her mouth.

“my tampons stuck! try the bathroom upstairs.” you look at nate in a panic, shrugging your shoulders. “shit bitch, you can’t just yank it.” she bitches. “no it’s too big! just try upstairs.” you yell back. you can only assume she walks away when you get no responds but can hear heavy stomping away.

“you okay, princess?” nate asks cassie as he lets go, relief washing over. “yeah, just startled.” “are you okay, sweet girl?” he turns to you, “yeah i’m fine.”

“good, because i’m still gonna fuck you two into the new year.” he leans back down to suck your tits, thrusting wild again.

welcome to 2022

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early20sfailingplenty · 2 years

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A positive rant about sharks because I don't think they get enough appreciation.

I was 12 the first time I watched Jaws.

I rooted for the shark the whole time; it's not shark infested waters. Sharks live there naturally. We are the ones invading their space and most shark attacks are because they confuse us with seals or something similar (look at a human in a wetsuit in a big body of water from underneath them and to a shark, we do look a bit like water prey). Most bites are curious; they don't mean to hurt us (most of the time) and they don't purposefully hunt us.

Anyway, I got really upset by what the characters did to the shark and how the film demonised the species overall (and don't get me started on what it did and continues to do to real life global shark populations). The only redeeming feature I can find about the Jaws franchise is that the creator didn't realise what his film would do to the global shark populations and he spent the rest of his life making up for it by helping sharks and trying to repair the damage his later regretted work had done. The following day, when I was still very upset, mum took me to the nearest aquarium the day after to go look at some real sharks. I still feel like she was apologising that day by doing so; it was when we realised how truly sensitive I am about animals.

Mum spent the whole day teaching me about all the different types of sharks, and even called over one of the staff members to tell me things they knew, too. I even got to go and witness a shark feeding; I was enamoured with the sharks and couldn't ask enough questions or get my nose close enough to the glass. We spent hours in that one portion of the aquarium and to this day, the shark section is the one I make a bee-line towards. I get the most excited about sharks in all the animals in an aquarium. I don't really mind about other sea creatures - I just wanna see the sharks. Then I'll go see other animals. Mum bought me a shark soft toy - which I still have, and for anyone curious, his name is Bruce - and we spent several weeks after that day watching shark documentaries and we bonded over this amazing, majestic animal.

Sharks have been my favourite animal - next to cats, alligators, crocodiles, koalas, bees and snakes - ever since. I absolutely adore sharks. I get so happy looking at them that it brings me to tears. Pretty, beautiful sharks. So, so gorgeous, unfairly demonised. You ever seen a wild shark ask a scuba diver for a belly rub? No? You ever seen a shark in an aquarium ask for a cuddle? No? You ever seen a shark wanting to be stroked? No?

And finally, have you ever seen a shark be affectionate? No?

I'm watching these videos as I link them and I'm in tears, my heart is so, so full. I love sharks so much, holy shit. For anyone curious, my favourite species of shark is the Great White. I adore every species, of course, but the Great White Shark was my first love.💖

#shark #sharks #great white shark #positive rant

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father-time-and-baby-new-year · 3 years

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haze

fantasizing about frat chapter president! eren....

pairing: Frat Boy!Eren x Fem!Reader, side Porco x Fem!Reader

tw: eren is MEAN as fuck, dubcon touching, cheating, degradation, power play, misogyny, abuse, ooc, i love porco but I'm slandering him here...so sorry. dark content.

eren slides a hand up your thigh from the mini-dress you're wearing, and you're just a little confused bc you're pretty sure he has a girlfriend, and you're pretty sure he knows you have a boyfriend.

but he clearly doesn't care. he's telling you to not make a scene, and you're indignant. well as indignant as you can be. you're soft around the edges, meek to a fault and you find it hard to raise your voice.

he's mocking you.

"is m-my boyfriend the only thing you know how to say?" he emphasizes your stutter. you nervously look around, locking your eyes with a boy with slicked-back dark blond hair and swimming-athlete broad shoulders. when you try to get up, eren's strong hand presses on your thigh to prevent you from escaping.

he follows your trembling gaze and a smirk creeps into his mouth, "that's him right? your boyfriend?" he spits the word out like it's coated in venom.

you don't confirm or deny but that's all eren needs.

"Galliard!" eren calls out. your eyes widen in surprise, and porco is surprised too. but nonetheless, he walks over, hesitation evident with every step.

he doesn't say anything about the way eren is touching you, about his hand groping your thighs like a lifeline.

you know porco. he's very prideful and stubborn and had a tendency to rush into things headfirst but he's also kind and gentle and immensely protective over you.

so, if he was all of these things, why did he stand before eren like a dog with its tail tucked between his legs? there was not even a hint of the usual bravado you've been accustomed to seeing when he was with reiner.

eren pulls you right next to him, his arm wrapped around your waist. there's practically no space in between you two. he's close enough to smell your shampoo.

"your girlfriend is pretty." he says flatly. no not flatly, there's a sneer accompanying his tone.

porco gulps.

you don't what's happening, but eren grabs your dress-clad tit with no hesitation, groping and squeezing your nipple. he must have noticed you weren't wearing a bra.

"isn't she pretty galliard."

your boyfriend is perplexed, unsure of what the fuck is happening: "ye-yeah she is." it's a lame comment and eren sighs like he's bored.

his sharp fingernails dig into the plush of your thigh, "how badly do you wanna join this frat, galliard?"

porco is trying to process what he's just been asked but the answer escapes before he could force it back, "m-more than anything." he repeats himself as if to assure himself, "more than anything."

eren smiles, too wide and full of teeth to be genuine. "that's good...that's good" he hums.

he runs a hand through his pretty dark hair, "well I'll cut to the chase. you wanna join my chapter and I wanna fuck your girlfriend."

you gasp, instantly looking to porco but he can't meet your eyes. why were you being treated like you had no agency? your noises of disagreements and whiny complaints are snuffed by eren's large hand covering your mouth.

"shut up. the men are talking."

he then redirects the conversation back to porco, "you really haven't trained her much, have you?"

what the fuck?! yeah sure you may have been the shyest kid in class but even you had your limits. you've always thought frats were stupid and couldn't understand your boyfriend's obsession with getting into one, especially this one, the supposedly most prestigious and exclusive one.

you bite down on eren's hand. he moves his hand away with an unnatural quickness, cursing under his breath.

"stupid bitch" if looks could kill, his green eyes would have shot you dead thousand times by now, "you're a wild fucking animal." than he gives your body a once-over, staring obnoxiously, "do you fuck like one too?"

porco also looked surprised and nervous. whether for himself or for you, you don't know.

"your girlfriend bit me." he states calmly to porco, "what are we gonna do about that?"

you can't move, you're still trapped by eren's hands and the way porco is standing is over you, he's locking you in.

"she'll apologize, she will."

"no I won't!" you shriek.

eren sighs, taking a long hit of his dab pen, zeroing in the smoke before blowing the cloud on porco's face. the blond merely winces.

"you heard the lady" the dark-haired boy shurgs, "so I have an idea."

you could feel your heartbeat pounding.

"Hit her."

time seemed to slow down. "w-what?" porco's face lost all of its color. "a slap or something. you can backhand her if you want to."

backhand her if you want to. the words echoed in your ears like a frenzy of sounds, you were only hearing it, can't even understand it.

eren pushes you onto his lap, and iron-clad grip on your waist. he transfers your weight like you're no more than a feather. you know he's an athlete, that he's strong, but this strong?

"i-i'm not going to do that."

the dark-haired boy chuckles, "how many generations of your family have been accepted into this frat huh? you have legacy and couldn't even get in your freshman year. jesus christ, you're literally only standing before me because you have legacy."

he's continuing his verbal assault, "and with this fuckin chick, stop your dramatics. it's so cute that you're acting like a good boyfriend when you had your tongue down pieck's throat literally last night."

"w-what" your voice is no more than a whisper, tears welling in your eyes.

you can't even hold yourself back as you stare at your boyfriends, no, ex-boyfriends' eyes and utter, "you are fucking pathetic."

you're not exactly surprised when you see his hand raised, and you brace yourself from the impact, closing your eyes shut.

the impact never comes. you open your eyes to see eren holding his wrist. he lets out a low whistle, "seesh were you really about to hit your girl?"

this is the first time you've seen porco sputter. eren takes another hit of his pen, "get the fuck out of here."

porco has the audacity to look back at you before he turns on his heel and leaves like a cowardly dog.

"let me go."

eren's lips are pressed to your neck, "no...i don't think i will."

kofi

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iguana-eyanna · 3 years

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Inside of Your Light

Pairing: Jeff Wittek x Plus Size Model! Reader

Summary: The vlog squad threw you a special surprise for your birthday, including a big present that may change your life.

a/n: songfic What Have I Done by Dermont Kennedy

You woke up around 7 o'clock in the morning when your phone rang. You groggily grab it and see that your boyfriend, Jeff, started to facetime you. "Hello?" you whispered as your eyes tried to pry open.

"Happy Birthday, baby girl." Jeff said brightly, making you blush.

"Aww, thank you, Jeff. But why did you call me so early in the morning?" You joked as you started to sit up on your mattress. "Sorry, I'm at the gym at the hotel and I thought you'd be awake right now." Jeff replied sheepishly. Jeff got offered a brand deal in New York so he wasn't able to celebrate your special day in LA.

"It's ok, I was meaning to get dolled up a bit before Carley and Erin pick me up to get our nails done." You started to yawn as it made Jeff's heart melt a bit. "You're so cute when you wake up." he said, admiring how the sun hits the back of your head.

You smirk back at the screen as you playfully roll your eyes. “And to everyone else in the world, I’m Frankenstein coming back from the dead.” Jeff laughed harder as he smiled at you. “I gotta go and wrap my reps. Just wanted to wish my best girl an amazing day.” You blow him an air kiss as he winked back. “Love you, babes.” You said as you got out of bed. “Love you more,” Jeff said before he hung up the call.

You take a deep breath and thought how lucky you were to be with a guy like Jeff. You and Jeff joined the vlog squad around the same time a few years back. You were a plus-size model for a few companies like Fashion Nova and Pretty Little Thing. Once you started off your YouTube channel, Carley saw your videos and dmed you on Instagram to hang out sometime. You met up at a lunch with the group and she introduced you to everyone, but somehow caught Jeff’s eye.

The whole time, you and Jeff started to hit it off. Then with a lot of flirting and calling each other late at night, you both decided to make it official. Jeff thought you would turn him away due to his past, but you truly accepted him for his journey, even if it wasn’t pretty. Now you were going strong for about three years, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

After you’ve gotten ready, Erin texted you that they were outside. You head out and enter their car as they began filming. “Hey, guys! We just picked up our queen, happy birthday!” You smile brightly as you buckle in the back. “Thank you guys!” you said. Carly turns back to you and gives you your favorite Starbucks drink and a cake pop. “Thought you could use a little sugary treat to start the day.” You make a small pout from the gesture, thanking her again.

On your way to the nail salon, you guys start talking about David’s latest antics as well as a fancy restaurant that just opened that you really wanted to try. The girls make a face at the camera but you didn’t make of it as you arrived at your appointment. Carly switches off the camera as you all started heading out of the car.

Once you were all done, you all started to fan over the amazing job of your nail artists (which you all generously tipped) and decided to go out for lunch. “Are we still clubbing tonight?” Carly asked as she sipped her Seltzer. You nod yes as you finished a bite of your appetizer. “Yep, I’m so excited to wear this cocktail dress Jeff gave me before he left. I just wished he was here to celebrate.” You said, fumbling with the end of a napkin in front of you.

The girls give you a sympathetic look, knowing how much you’ve been missing him the past couple of days. Even after they changed the subject, all you could think of was Jeff. But after a good meal and a little site seeing, you started to feel a bit better. The girls dropped you home so you could relax before clubbing the night away.

Right when it hit evening, you began getting ready as you curled your hair and did your makeup just right. You slipped on the dress Jeff gave you that adored every curve on your figure, silently thanking your boyfriend for his taste in fashion.

You suddenly hear a knock at the door, thinking it's one of the girls. You unlock the door and open it to reveal no other than your very well-dressed boyfriend. "Jeff! You're back!" You screamed as you gave him a crushing hug, later kissing him. "Hey, doll." Jeff whispered as you took his breath away, taking out a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"What are you doing back home?" You asked, still dazed that's actually at your doorstep. "C'mon, did you really think I was going to miss my best girl's big day?" He questioned with a twinkle in his eye. You roll your eyes and hug him again, truly blessed to have such an amazing boyfriend.

"I'm here to pick you up to your destination, shall we?" He offers his hand that you gladly took it. He helps you in his car as you both drove off to the main road with his hand on your upper thigh. You notice that he doesn't take the road to the club. "Babe, I think you missed a turn." you told Jeff who was smirking even more at your cluelessness. "Don't worry dolI, I know where I'm going." he takes a hold of your hand and kisses your knuckle as you blush harder.

He then parks in a parking lot and goes out of the car to open your door. Before you could actually take in your surroundings, Jeff shielded your view. "Hey! Jeff seriously, where are we?" you lightly scolded him. "You gotta trust me now, okay?" you agreed as you grumbled under your breath. With a few more steps, you start to enter a doorway that was decorated with...

streamers?

Jeff takes his hands off and you see all of your friends surrounding you. "Happy Birthday!" they all screamed out loud. You smile from ear to ear as Jeff wrapped his arms around your waist. Utterly shocked, you did your best to express your happiness but you were beyond speechless.

You suddenly realized that the place you were in was the restaurant you've desperately wanted to try and you turn around to Jeff who was beaming at your joy. "All for you, baby girl." his husky voice told you as you hugged him, pecking his face with kisses. Then, all of your friends ushered you both in to dine and dance. You saw how the entire restaurant had accents of rose gold decorations, as well as your friends wearing the same color palette.

Although this surprise was really touching, something was bothering you. Usually, they would throw parties like these for David, so why would they celebrate something big for you?

Later on, you all ate the most mouth-watering food as well as dancing to your favorite songs. Once they take out the birthday cake, you lose sight of Jeff. You ask Carly where he is but she brushed it off, saying that he's probably getting you a drink. As you started to dish out the cake, David stood up and clinked a knife to a glass.

"Hey everyone! If I could get your attention please." David shouted as the whole party calmed down. "There is a special surprise waiting outside on the back patio for our birthday girl, so could our celebrant please wear a blindfold?" Everyone started to cheer except for you. "I swear David if it's a wild animal..." you warned him but it was too late. One of the guys used a long fabric to cover your eyes, guiding you outside.

They take off the blindfold to reveal your boyfriend standing in front of you. You don't understand what's going on until you see a flower arch in the back of him, with a message illuminating "Marry Me." You gasp lightly as you cover your mouth with your eyes starting to water.

Jeff takes your shaking hands into his, ready to start his speech. “I wasn't really in New York for a brand deal, I was picking up your birthday gift.”

He then lowers himself on one knee, taking out a small pastel pink box to reveal a beautiful gold band decorated with transcendent diamonds. Both of you start to cry, but Jeff is literally a mess as he tries to finish his words.

“Before I met you, I thought I’d be better off alone. Now, my soul has been torn and reborn, started breathing for the very first in my life. As I’m standing in front of you, I wanna get it right for once.

Oh, believe me when I say I've been knocked out and beat but this feeling is fleeting. Even this morning, I've been thinking 'bout the way you smile golden…I want to move inside of your light.

I never thought I needed saving, I was right where I should be Good God, I know it's dangerous, but it's you that I need I'm in love this time. So, do you wanna be mine forever?”

You uncover your mouth and shake your head.

"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes." you said. The waterworks literally overcame both of you as he slid the ring around your finger, getting up to kiss your lips. Your friends cheer as they close up to you, firing confetti cannons into the air. You look up to Jeff as you wiped away his happy tears away from his face.

No words were exchanged, but you could tell through his eyes that he was forever grateful for you to be a part of his life. You both kiss again, ending the night with great friends and memories that will forever last in the video Joe has been recording for Jeff's channel (which trended 14 million on YouTube for a whole month).

You were the light in his life and he will bask in it for eternity.

#jeff wittek #jeff wittek x reader #jeff wittek fluff #jeff wittek imagine #jeff wittek x y/n #vlog squad #david dobrik #carly and erin #youtube #vlog squad imagine #jeff wittek fanfic #vlog squad fanfic

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inactiveanimeblog · 3 years

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‘you know you belong to me’ yandere! sasuke x virgin reader one shot

tw : non con, abuse, delusional tendencies, obsession, yandere, virginity taking, a kidnapped y/n

i’m sorry the end is a little rushed but i was tryna get this out asap

“what the fuck was that hm? you like embarrassing me y/n?’ sasuke said angrily, pushing y/n on the bed and pinning her arms above her head.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about sasuke.. i swear i didn’t look at anyone, i kept my eyes on the ground.” y/n answered flinching as he got closer, his face near hers and his eyes never leaving her glossy ones.

sasuke had kidnapped y/n about a month ago, taking her from her home and village. ever since he first seen her he thought ‘i have to have her.’ since then she’s been traveling with him and keeping a low profile. when he took her, he gave her a set of rules, one of them being to not look at anyone they see in public, reasons for that was sasuke’s jealousy. sasuke being as strong as he is was unfortunate for her. she could never fight back or escape him, nor could she ask anyone to help her.

“you think i believe that for one second you little slut? you looked up and made eye contact with that man while we were passing through that village.. you know you’re not supposed to be looking at anyone. and now you wanna sit here and play innocent. you’re lucky i didn’t punish you right there.” he said, taking his rough hands from above her arms and giving her a hard smack across the face, y/n gasped as his hand connected with her cheek.

“i promise sasuke.. i— i didn’t realize. i didn’t mean to do that. i promise.. please don’t punish me.” y/n pleaded, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“i should fuck you right here and now. i’ll teach you a lesson and fuck that pretty little hole of yours finally.” sasuke said, his hands brushing over her clothed pussy.

sasuke reached over the bed to open up his night stand drawer, pulling out a pair of handcuffs to cuff her arms to the headboard.

“sasuke please, i’m begging you. don’t do this.”

“i’m sorry y/n.” sasuke ‘apologized’ forcing her arms back over her ahead again and cuffing her to the bed. “i’ve waited way too long for you. i’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll learn your lesson. once i’m done you’ll never wanna look at another man again.”

sasuke kissed her neck hungrily leaving bruises all over her neck and chest as she whimpered out, knowing what’s to come. she struggled to move her body undone from his grip, but it was no use. he was too strong for her, and she was cuffed. this wasn’t a fight she could handle. it would be a zero percent chance of escaping his punishment.

sasuke continued to kiss her body and leaving little bite marks on her excitedly. you could compare him to a wild animal and it’s prey. he was excited to say the least to take y/n’s virginity.

“you know you belong to me.” he whispered in her ear, moving her shirt up to reveal her bare chest and slowly removing her pants, revealing her little white thong. sasuke pulled down her panties inch by inch eyeing her cunt in awe.

“sasuke please, i— don’t.”

“shut up.” he snapped at her, his fingers starting to play with her clit while she whined, the tears now streaming down her face. without a warning he spit on her cunt and shoved two fingers in, causing y/n to whine out more from never having this feeling before.

he thought about this moment a million times, he wanted to take his time with her and maybe be gentle at first since she was still a virgin, but he’s been waiting for so long he couldn’t hold back, and she still needed to take her punishment. he continued fingering her tight hole to open her up a little more to prepare her for his dick and once he felt she was ready he took his shirt off, eyeing her the whole time as he did so. then right after taking off his pants and black boxers making his long hard cock spring out. and god was it huge. he positioned himself in front of her. she closed her eyes and hid her face in her arm, scared of what’s about to happen. the first thrust was certainly the most painful, he slid in y/n slowly, causing y/n’s face to contort in pain. he rolled his hips into hers, giving a few thrusts before he started giving a steady rough pace.

“fuck y/n, you’re so tight i can barely fit.” sasuke groaned, loving the way her tight cunny was clenching around him.

“hng— sauske please take it out, it hurts.” she whined, her face still hiding in her arm.

“no, you wanna act like a filthy dirty whore, i’m gonna treat you like one.” he said through gritted teeth. he looked down at her again and leaned up to cup her face in his hands. he shoved in the two fingers that he used to finger her, in her mouth. y/n gagged and drooled out while his fingers entered her mouth deeper almost going all the way down her throat.

with the way sasuke was fucking her so rough she could barely handle it, she tried moving under his grip, hoping he would stop fucking her and let her go— or at least fuck her a little less harder.

“stop fucking moving.” sasuke muttered smacking her sore face once again.

“i’m s-sorry sasuke.” she whimpered back. “it— it hurts so much.”

“take it. you can take it.”

“n-no i can’t sasuke, it’s too much.” sasuke leaned down to place a kiss on her quivering lips, his hips still pounding into hers, her back arching and her thighs trembling as the tip of his dick repeatedly kissed her g spot.

y/n could feel herself about to come undone. her legs still uncontrollably shaking. and it wasn’t long before she came on sasuke’s cock. cum leaking out of her, and on to her legs. sasuke took his hand to intertwine it with one of y/n’s cuffed hands.

“next time, ask me if you can cum.”

“okay ‘m sorry sasuke.” she murmured.

he was amused by the way y/n trembled around his body, he knew he was giving her exactly what she needed. “look at you y/n, you’re taking me so well for your first time. you wanted this huh?”

“n-no.” she shook her head, tears still roaming freely down her face.

“yes, yes you fucking do. stop acting like a brat.”

and starting to feel his near, sasuke picked up the pace of his thrusts, rutting into y/n as her mouth hung open. sasuke’s hand snaked around her throat, tightly squeezing it.

“fuck i’m so close baby. you gonna take my cum?”

“no sasuke, no please. i-i’m not on birth control.”

“shut up i don’t care, i’m gonna — ahh.” and with that sasuke’s cum spurted out of his hard dick and into y/n’s little cunt. she was too fucked out to try and move from his grip and his thrusts. she was hoping he would miss her hole. but he didn’t, and now she had to worry if she was going to be pregnant or not.

sasuke still on top of her, gave her soft kisses down her jawline and on to her collar bone. she was so tired and worn out from the sex, she started to close her eyes and hopefully drift off to sleep until

“oh no you don’t, open your eyes. that was only round one y/n.” sasuke mumbled while still leaving little kisses down around her face.

#naruto #naruto headcanons #naruto x reader #naruto shippuden #akatsuki imagines #akatsuki #uchiha x reader #akatsuki x reader #sasuke drabble #sasuke imagine #sasuke smut #sasuke x reader #sasuke uchiha x reader

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Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs Part 2.

Summary: Part 2 is here! While in part 1 it was mostly adoption and how he'd behave with you as a roommate, part two is him ✨ realizing things ✨ followed by how he'd be in a romantic relationship.

Word Count: 2k words [ oops, I did it again ]

Notes: So I said it'll be out in a few days but three [3] people asked me for part 2 and I'm a sucker soooooooo!! I could've just written a long ass fic but whatever, I thought I'd make it shorter in headcanons... hah lol right. Enjoy!

Part 1 here!

× he's a wild wolf so he's very active; like you need to understand he needs to go outside if not he'd get impatient, more aggressive, snappy, so once you took him on an easy hiking trail near your house and he loved it so once or twice a month you both go together to different places [ he demands it ]

× it's hard to keep up with him bc he's literally genetically engineered to be better than any very fit human being but he slows down for you

× morning runs at 5 a.m. bc he's insane

× is also a grandpa

× watched all documentaries on any streaming platform you could provide to him, also loves reading

× as months pass and you start to have your routine in order, word comes to you that an acquaintance is looking for a security guard at his mechanical shop two streets away from your house

× you casually mentioned it to Bakugou because he was starting to act anxious whenever you'd leave the house, so you assumed he was extra bored

× seriously, the house was spotlessly cleaned, he cooked amazingly and was occupied with your old laptop and going around the city to explore, but you guessed he wanted more independence?

× little did you know you were right but so wrong lol

× so Bakugou stared at you intensely and asked "Where?"

× it was as easy as telling him the location, him nodding and you thought he'd consider it; you didn't put any pressure on him because he already did so much to help around anyway

× well guess what bitch, next day he comes up to you saying you gotta co-sign his contract [cuz fuck society] meaning he got the job

× he was perfect for it because tall, intimidating, muscular wolf guy? who'd even mess with him? do they have a death wish?

× well, even before this he started to be... soft

× but once you really did show him you support whatever he wants to do, you give him his freedom and liberty of choice, he just reaaally changes, man

× he gets touchy, like his hands stay one second longer on your skin, he uses any excuse to have them on you, even his eyes follow you everywhere

× like c'mon, it's obvious but you didn't wanna put too much thought into it because we're respectful here

× not like you had a big fat crush on him and slowly started to realize it too

× sike bitch he knows

× you think his super-hearing didn't catch the way your heartbeat spikes up every single time he touches you? *please*

× i think he knows before you know

× meanwhile he is working to discover his feelings too

× so your relationship slowly turns into a couple's like relationship but without anything official and of course no kissing or such [ sadly ]

× would get jealous easily

× basically because nothing is talked between you two and deep down is insecure

× why the hell do you smell like other people? was it just a hug or something else? hell, why would you even hug people when he's right there??? just ask and don't touch some extras????

× another thing he does is getting very close to you while you talk to somebody else; scoffs and glares at them too

× ok so!! gifts! he really appreciates any gift you give him but scolds you if you do because you genuinely don't need to do that

× of course he just scolds you and calls you an idiot so I do hope you already learned his language

× it basically means that you shouldn't have done it, he's really grateful but seriously you shouldn't have

× like that one time you saved up money to get him a good computer and he forgot how to speak for like an hour

× the softest thank you ever afterwards

× still sounded rough but he was shocked as fuck

× one thing that remained in your brain were his friends, as sometimes he'd mention them

× so you took it upon yourself to find them, of course with his permission

× gets genuinely overwhelmed and plays it off saying he wouldn't mind knowing where those idiots ended but you didn't miss the way his voice trembled

× for you to find them you needed names and any information he could provide so that's when he, after a long silence and a mesmerized look on his face, started really talking about his life

× which was fucked; won't get much into detail but he was indeed in a fighting ring, people came and bet on whoever was stronger, he even had to fight his friends, everything was filled with abuse and their conditions were subhuman...

× just overall awful

× you couldn't help but hug him tight, feeling him shake in your arms

× with a hesitant voice he asked if you really did think there was a chance to find them

× just couldn't believe how amazing he felt in your arms

× or how your determination that night made his heart clench and took a big weight off his shoulders

× anywho;;;; after his first paycheck he takes you out on cute dates

× never calls them that, just demands you dress up [helps you out cuz boy got style] and takes you to a nice coffee shop or something

× AND on your fifth not date cuz you're not official but there's this weird tension between you date he finally kinda s n a p s

× you honestly didn't expect the waiter to flirt with you, he came out as very pushy and even if you were a lil uncomfortable you smiled and brushed it off

× when the waiter suggested giving you his number the sandy blond hybrid growled

× which i shit you not made the whole coffee shop freeze

× and you froze too

× but neither of you could say anything because the oblivious fuck kept talking

× basically joking about how you should keep your pet in a leash, to which you got up, threw some money on the table, grabbed Bakugou by the hand and leave before he'd rip someone's head off

× it only took you to touch Bakugou's arm to calm him down as he followed behind you wordlessly

× so you stood outside, angry, deep red eyes on your figure

× and silence

× his hand still in yours

× it was warm and amazing and you felt angry but your heart was beating loudly; angry at the waiter that you wanted to go full Karen on and get fired but excited because that growl shook you to the core, as if you could tell it was territorial and it was because of that pig flirting with you and did Bakugou Katsuki just lace his fingers with you?!

× "Oi." he interrupted your thoughts

× he turned your frame towards him and pulled you [kinda harshly] into him

× you'd make a comment about it but brain empty, just Bakugou Katsuki blushing

× "You're mine, you get it?"

× skdjflglykshs

× it sounded like he asked but it was a demand so oops you're his now ok bye

× like I said, boy isn't dumb so he lowkey knew you felt something too

× legit from there on he's just soft as fuck

× has a hard time opening up but visibly tries for you

× still continues to be a pain in the ass, Bakugou Style, but with a loving teasing attitude behind it

× his eyes give him away all the time

× they shine whenever you're in his field of view so congrats because, and this is the best part:

× WOLVES MATE FOREVER 💕💓💞💗💝💟

× oh yeah, he's yours, no takebacks

× he isn't one to half-ass the relationship; you're his now and he'll do anything for you

× big time touch starved it hurts

× because he is shy

× so whenever you introduce him to hand holding and cuddles, he can't get enough

× not big on PDA [ and not recommended since human-hybrid relationships are kiiiinda frowned upon but it's getting better ]

× although at home it's another deal

× seriously cuddle him; he's big into the protector vibe so he's a big spoon almost exclusively unless it's to sleep on top of you

× speaking of! accept that even if your relationship isn't that intimate, he'd still hint about sleeping together in the same bed

× so you better catch on when he does because he'll just click his tongue and call you needy

× while dragging you to bed

× sleeps holding you, his nose in your hair or in the crook of your neck

× unless it's summer then stay on your side 💅

× you know those kisses that just scream "I can't get enough of you"? that's his whole kissing vibe in a sentence

× hell, even the gentlest kiss gives that vibe away and it'll 100% leave you breathless

× doesn't have experience but is a very fast learner

× pays very close attention to your body language

× really into biting your skin enough to leave marks

× wear his hoodies

× no, I'm fucking serious, wear them now

× his chest puffs and he turns into a blushing mess when you do it the first times because his scent is on you

× scenting is a big thing for him so of course he's gonna love it

× 10x more territorial because now he has a mate to protect

× jealous but trusts you

× still very jealous though

× let's all pretend he is definitely not scenting you before you go out because it's in his nature and it is embarrassing

× the first time he tells you he loves you it's when he's feeling vulnerable

× the search for his friends is still on-going, he feels less than adequate as a providing mate, is pissed at the world for treating him like an inferior animal when they created him, everything is piled on his shoulders and whenever than happens he closes off

× you notice immediately

× will not tell you at first

× it's only when you go to bed and he turns his back to you when you really know it's bad

× even if you fought before, he'd angrily snuggle you at night-time

× now it's so different

× hug him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, pull a blanket all over you both and big spoon him, he'd start shaking and talking in no time

× will hide his tears from you but you'd know

× "You're the best fucking thing that happened to me, [Y/N]... I—... Shit... I love you so much."

× neither of you slept that night

× excuse you? drink some water and pray to jesus;;; you talked about feelings, ok? communication is key in a relationship, puh-lease

× [ i have this whole nsfw hcs post already cookin in my brain so maybe I'll make it happen cuz y'all know he has a mating season and all that comes with it 👀 ]

× back to being children of jesus here

× thanks the moon, the heavens and all the gods for putting you in his life; boy didn't believe in destiny but deep down he thinks you were meant to be

× you still better wash the dishes or you'll get your ass kicked.

Extra:

× you did find some of his friends, little by little, and even if he acted nonchalant, like k das cool, it was obvious he was extremely happy

× so they did get adopted too

× you got in contact with them on social media and they were all very excited about meeting

× so it was a chaotic meeting with a dog hybrid called Kirishima and a mouse like vibrat yellow guy called Kaminari

× they all were looking for Bakugou too since they were very worried about where he ended

× Kirishima shed manly tears when seeing Bakugou

× as they instantly welcomed you in their small group, they informed you both that the majority of the squad was adopted and they're in contact, while they're still actively looking for the others

× cue to the softest expression you've seen on Bakugou in public followed by "That's good"

× silence

× shock and silence

× Kaminari turning to you and whispering "You did this" with a hand on his heart, lips trembling as he wiped an imaginary tear

× insert instantly snappy Bakugou

× when everyone laughed and continued to make plans to meet up with the others, he just looked at you conversing with them, soft expression again on his features and his chest warming

× "Oh! Look, he's doing it again! Quick, take a pictur—"

× "SHINE!"

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