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ghouljams · 14 days

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A deal is struck between you and Soap. One round to get you out of his system and he'll leave you alone.

Cw: piv sex, mean dom Soap, fae magic, afab!reader, mild dubcon bordering on cnc at the end

Fae are often curious about you, but you have to admit Soap takes the cake. He follows you around like a dog on a short leash. It's maddening. You have no privacy and no recourse to send him on his way. After all the fae don't help without expecting something in return, and the police hardly seem bothered by the stalking. As always you have to take matters into your own hands.

You ask him what he wants, because you can't decipher the tangled web that seems to drift around him like a cloud and it takes him a moment. Fae get that question a lot you suppose, and they're so particular about language. It's why you're good at your job and get so few complaints, what you traded your eyes for.

"I want you," he says finally. You catch the spark of a want, lust that's sucked back into the mire of him. You can do that, though it's a little annoying.

"You just need to get me out of your system," you tell him, watching something crumble in his eyes. His brows draw together, his lips draw down, he does a good show of looking upset.

"I don't want you-"

"If I sleep with you, will that work?" You ask, no time for whatever nonsense he's going to try and weave. It perks him up, makes him nod like he can't do it quick enough. You hold up your hand to stop him, "you get one round, then you gotta leave me alone."

Soap mulls it over. You can see the way his lips purse, his tongue running over his teeth. He holds his hand out.

"Deal." He nearly drags you across the bar when you take his hand.

"You came, thats-" you sob out a moan, your eyes rolling as your back arches and your hips force themselves down onto Soap's cock, "-That's one."

"Oh no bonnie," Soap grins, grabbing your hips and pulling you down like a toy, fucking his thick cock up into you and hitting just the right spot each time, "the round's nae over until one of us taps oot."

You dig your nails into his shoulders, squeeze your eyes shut against the pleasure that he fucks into you. It feels electric, your stomach clenches, your pussy clenches, your body is desperate for more. The arch of your back forces you to lean closer to him, keeping the angle just right as you struggle against your traitorous body's desire for more. Soap takes the opportunity to lean up and drag his teeth over your nipple, catching the bud in his mouth and sucking hard. You gasp and feel your rhythm falter. Soap's hips still piston into you, but the gap in your hiccuped wailing makes him growl.

He pulls out, spins you around, forces your face down into the sheets and smacks his cock against your cunt. "No tappin' out hen," he tells you, sheathing himself inside you in a single hard thrust, "ya want this as much as I do." Your moan is high and tight. Your cunt aches, your insides battered and throbbing for more. Everything is tight, tight, tight. Your breath comes quick, gasps between moans, everything is wet and wonderfully painful, pleasureably painful. Too much and yet you still want more, more, more.

Soap smacks your ass, rubs his hand over the sting when you press into it. His hand slides to push your shoulders down, muttering for you to arch your back, but you can't, not when he makes you want to run with every perfect thrust. Soap's body blankets you, his thick thighs cage your own, his broad chest presses against your back, and he hooks his arm under your chin to pull your teeth from the blankets. You are well and truly pinned when his other hand sneaks between your legs to rub your clit in quick tight circles.

The come dripping out of you, forced from your cunt with each snap of Soap's hips, provides ample lubrication, and makes your cheeks burn. He flexes, chokes you between his bicep and forearm, toying with your clit while he fucks you. You may as well have handed him a manual on how to make you come. It should have happened by now, should have shuddered through you, but you rest just at the precipice of it, whining and whimpering when you aren't gasping and groaning. Soap kisses your temple, your eyes find his, that awful ice blue shining with something you can't put a name to. Pride, maybe.

"You don't come until I tell you to," he says it like a law, it feels like one. You whine, reach to push your hands weakly against his muscular, hairy, thighs, just for a second of reprieve.

"No-o," you whine, you're drooling, dripping from your cunt and your lips. Soap licks his tongue across your mouth, spreads your slick folds with his fingers and pinches your clit.

"Yes," he coos, "you want to don't ya?" You can feel the undercurrent of the question, the monkey's paw of dealing with the fae. But you do. You do. You're so tight and wet and wanting, you want to come, you want to fell apart for him, you want to be good and give him what he so desperately seems to need. And then you can wash your hands of him. One round to get it out of his system, that was the deal.

"Tell me you're mine," he murmurs, "tell me you're mine hen and you can come."

"Yours." Its out of you before you can even think the word, fucked out you, your body a cock-drunk traitor, "yours, yours." You sob it, scream it, tiny knots loosen inside your chest and the feeling floods you.

You stiffen, your voice and breath caught in your throat as something choked rips through you. Your muscles shake with it, you heart beating like a drum as pleasure crashes down into you. Soap fucks you through it, keeps you full of his cock while your cunt clenches and tries to suck him through another orgasm.

Soap groans, and you feel heat flood you a second time. Your eyes roll back, a shiver going up your spine as it burns against your aching cervix. He pulls back, his cock drags against your overworked, gummy, walls and it's bliss. The gentle stretch, the punctuated ripple of heat when he bumps against your g spot, it's a welcome reprieve. Until he thrusts back inside.

"Can't, no-" You don't think Soap heard you, too busy dragging his stubble against your neck, mouthing at your jaw. You're pushed over another cliff, your pussy squeezing so tight around Soap's cock you think you can feel ever vein on that beautiful thing. He groans, the sound low beside your ear and dangerously intoxicating.

"What did I say love?" He reminds you, "we go until you tap out."

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honeydazai · 11 months

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୨୧·࣭࣪̇˖ 𝆬 having a secret enemies to lovers relationship with them 𝆬 𓏸

feat.: Jayce Talis, Vi, Ambessa Medarda, Mel Medarda, Ekko

content: f!reader, nsfw content, mild violence mentions

notes: this was commissioned by the most lovely @angelltheninth !! thank you so much again!! 💜

Honestly, JAYCE refuses to admit just how much he finds himself drawn to you. You're everything he's not, working in the shadows for Silco while he's Piltover's golden boy, the Man of the Future, and yet there's some odd tension between the two of you that he can't deny. He aches to label it as natural hate, though that couldn't be further from the truth. The catalyst for your eventual growing fondness of each other is when he's got you pinned down, imposing hammer so close to obliterating you and, God, he can't do it. You're his enemy, certainly, and yet he finds himself absentmindedly brushing some dirt off your cheek, touch gentle despite those huge hands.

After that, things go all too fast. One moment you're kissing, you softly moaning into his mouth, the next you try and sneak into the Academy, trying your hardest not to appear suspicious and, well — if you end up making out on one of the tables he usually does science stuff on, who can blame you? It feels all too nice to wrap your legs around his wide waist, pulling him closer while his dick pushes into you, calloused fingers roaming over your skin as if he's desperate to feel as much of you at the same time as somehow possible. It's all too good, until the sound of approaching footsteps, accompanied by the rhythmic thumping noise of a cane, makes both of you flinch, and you're forced to hide in an empty storage room, still dripping with need.

“Fuck, talk about horrible timing—, quick, in here, in here. God. Hopefully he'll leave real quick again, I'm stil hard; don't you worry, we'll continue just where we left off in but a moment. We just can't get caught.”

There is no word for what VI feels for you other than 'hate'. How could she not? As an Enforcer, you're her complete opposite, you're used to the riches and comfortable life of Piltover and, well, she would've never thought she could ever grow fond of you, but it turns out you look awfully pretty underneath her, pinned to the ground of Zaun. There's mud caked to the side of your face and a stray trail of blood runs down your forehead and, oh — for some reason, you don't do anything but moan softly when she leans down to meet your lips in a bruising kiss, her thick thigh spreading your own apart.

It's adorable how your cheeks flush when she calls you a teasing nickname; it's downright sweet when you whimper and press your body against her own. Your very reactions make you so very human, so very much like her. You're not that different from her at all, it appears, and that realisation itself makes things complicated. Vi swears she despises you, hates you with all her heart, but when she sneaks away to your usual meeting place, the sixth time this week, rough touches having turned into loving embraces along the way, she can't say she's being entirely truthful.

“Hey, sugar! You made it. Fuck, I'm always so happy to see ya, it's ridiculous. My heart's beatin' all fast. Oh—, hey, you're eager today, hm? Wanna continue that badly where we were interrupted last time? Fine by me. You gotta spread those cute legs of yours then, darl.”

It comes as no surprise that a powerful woman such as AMBESSA has quite a lot of enemies. There's all too many people who wish her death or worse for the countries she's conquered or the people she's slayed — and yet you're the only one who has ever caught her eye. It's all too easy to have you brought to her luxurious chambers, and even when you're glaring at her, eyes narrowed with nothing short of hatred, she doesn't care, really. Her fingers come up to grab your chin, keeping your head in place as her gaze rakes over your face, taking every feature of your face in.

You're not sure whether to be enraged or relieved that, apparently, she's satisfied with what she sees, though it's a lot preferable when, minutes later, she seats you on one thick thigh of hers rather than having you beheaded. Really, you couldn't stifle your mewls and moans even if you tried when she grinds said leg up against your already dripping folds. Over time, you grow fond of her — something you hadn't thought possible —; your relationship stays a secret, but your smile at her praise is honest, your laughter joining her boisterous one is not an act at all. She's surprisingly sweet for such a bold woman and, well; the fact that she leaves you unable to walk for a day or two whenever she's between your legs is a pretty convincing factor to stay with her, too.

“Aren't you just the sweetest little one? C'mon, now, no need to be shy. You've been grinding against my thigh like a bitch in heat before, haven't you? Surely you can do it again. Though, if my leg isn't good enough for you, maybe you're just not as desperate to cum as I thought.”

There's always been tension between you and MEL; how could there not be when you were anything she didn't stand for, being her political enemy and everything? Really, the amount of bickering you two did was close to ridiculous, and yet neither of you seemed to mind it all too much. Even though you don't make a pretty picture up on a stage or behind the council roundtable, you look all too ethereal on her bed, legs spread wide and arching your back while slender fingers alternate between gently rubbing and meanly pinching your throbbing clit.

Really, you'd worry about it being all too obvious how often you search up her quarters, though she's quick to distract you with soft kisses and the occasional cruel graze of teeth against your neck. There's no need to worry about anything, truly; when Mel wants your relationship to stay between the two of us, it will remain a secret at all costs.

“My, my. You're quite adorable today, hm? So very needy for my touch, and yet I remember quite clearly how you've challenged me in front of the rest of the Council. Love, it almost looks like you were aching to be punished by me. Is that not the case? I might go easier on you if you at least admit it.”

EKKO despises you. There's no way around it. Ekko despises you and, if needed, fights you with all his might, and yet his expression, Firelight mask long knocked off his face, softens oh so visibly when he, one day, meets you at random, your injuries awfully bad. He's not sure what he's thinking when he takes you in and cares for your wounds, nursing you back to health; you're his enemy, damn it, and he should act like it, but the only explanation he has for how he's acting is that empathy is an all too human trait he can't seem to get rid of, no matter how hard he tries. He can't just leave you in the Undercity to rot.

By the time you're back to full health, you can't deny that, even though you're supposed to be enemies, you've bonded quite a bit. He's funny and loving, protective of you, even; and even though your relationship has to stay secret at all costs, given how he'd otherwise lose credibility with the Firelights and you'd be called a traitor, you both can't help but sneak away at night to see each other, you embracing him in a loving hug and his lips pressing against yours all too eagerly. With Ekko, it takes a while until it gets to making out and getting even more intimate, but that's quite alright. There's no need to rush it; you're both more than happy to lose track of time while cuddling and kissing.

“Would've never thought that, one day, I'd be kissin' someone like you like this. Hey—, in a positive way. Don't get me wrong on purpose. Y'know I love everything about you. Yeah? Good. It's almost sunrise, though. 'm afraid you'll have to go back soon.”

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thelovelylolly · 3 months

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can i get number 26 “can you picture it? you and I together?” with eddie munson please?

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Summary: While going through your polaroid pictures, Eddie let's his real feelings slip Warnings: none (just not proofread lol) Word Count: 760 Notes: first eddie fic in a hot second, but thank u for the request !

Your box dedicated to polaroids was overflowing. You decided to clear some out, knowing that some of them were of people who weren't in your life anymore or they didn't develop right. You dumped all of them out on your bed and started to sift through them all.

That's when Eddie dropped by. Well, 'dropped by' meaning he crawled in through your window and almost gave you a heart attack even though you were used to him coming in your window at random times.

"Hey, Eds. What's up?" You asked, smiling as he fixed his jacket.

"Eh, nothing much. Thought I'd come see what you're up to," he answered, his gaze quickly falling to the giant pile of polaroids in front of you. "Woah, what are you up to?"

You giggled as he sat down next to you on your bed, making sure to take his shoes off before bringing his legs up.

"I'm clearing out my polaroids. My box was getting full," you replied.

"But they're all memories! You can't get rid of them!" He said, picking up a random polaroid. It wasn't well developed, but you could make out you and Eddie in cliche ghost-sheet costumes. You two wore those stupid sheets to sneak into a Halloween party neither of you were invited to, and it surprisingly worked.

You took the polaroid and put it back in the box with the rest you were keeping, the box nearly halfway full. "I gotta figure something out then."

You got back to work, ignoring the way Eddie's eyes stayed on you. You could feel his gaze on you, then quickly go away. You weren't bothered that he would look at you when you weren't looking at him, in fact, you wanted it. You liked it and how it left butterflies in your stomach and you face warm.

Eddie looked over the pile, a photo strip standing out to him. He picked it up and held it closer, quickly realizing where and when it was taken. It was late August and the state fair was in town. There was a photo booth with a huge line, but you wanted to get a picture with Eddie regardless of the wait time. You two stood in line with your greasy fried food and cotton candy, and when you finished it, it was your turn.

You and Eddie had to squeeze inside the tight booth, but you two made it work. You slipped the five dollars in and you both laughed as you tried to come up with different poses. The last picture on the strip had you smiling so wide, Eddie was sure your cheeks were hurting afterwards. In the picture, he saw himself looking at you with the most lovesick gaze he'd even seen.

Was he always that obvious?

"Can you picture it?" He asked out of the blue. "You and I together?"

You giggled. "We are together-"

"No, I mean like, together together."

You both set the pictures you had in your hands down and looked at each other. You could see the pink on his cheeks and you could feel your own cheeks heating up. You smiled at him, the same smile you had in that photo booth.

"Well, then I guess I'll have to get another box for polaroids of us," you answered.

Eddie reached out and cupped your cheeks, smashing his lips to yours. You were both giggling and the kiss was messy, but it was good. It was quick, too, the two of you pulling away with huge smiles on your faces.

"Oh, wait!" You quickly said, an idea popping into you head. You pushed yourself from you bed and hurried to your desk. You grabbed your polaroid camera, checking the film inside as you made your way back to Eddie on your bed.

You sat next to him and handed him your camera. "Here, hold it out and aim it at us."

"Whatever you say sweetheart," he replied, a smile still on his face as he did as you said.

You wrapped your arms around him and right before he hit the button to take the picture, you pressed your lips to his cheek. A quick flash happened, then you pulled away. Eddie handed the camera back to you and you both waited for the picture to print and develop.

When it did, it was perfect. Eddie's big, boyish smile and you giving you a smiling kiss on the cheek.

"I think this is my new favorite picture," you said.

"I think it's mine, too, sweetheart."

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allisonlol · 2 years

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BSD MEN WHEN YOU HUG YOUR PLUSHIE/PILLOW INSTEAD OF THEM AHHHH IVE BEEN THINKING OF YHIS SINCE FIREVER

a/n: BRO this is so cute?? picked some of my favorite boys for it. ALSO have y'all seen the season 4 trailer?? literally still shaking from it, i am so so happy :D !! jumped around my room screaming cuz i'm a bit unhinged for it

but what i'm NOT so happy about is my ipad completely breaking out of nowhere?? (chuuya's beautifulness in the trailer broke it) so im writing this with my laptop?? sad but at least i can type faster >:)

warnings: NONE just absolute fluff

(Chuuya, Ranpo, Nikolai, Jouno) When You Hug Your Plushie Instead of Them

Chuuya

so chuuya had recently bought you a plushie that you'd been fawning over cuz it was the cutest thing ever (after him, ofc)

litte did he know that it would soon replace him-

that night, chuuya smiled at you when he noticed you hugging the plushie while scrolling on your phone before bed

but he quickly got fed up when he realized you just?? weren't going to cuddle with him too??

regrets buying you that thing REAL quick

nudges your arm and tries to get your attention but you just shoot him a smile and go back to your phone

chuuya's patience meter is miniscule so now he's pissed off (at the plushie tho?? not at you)

does that thing where he'll just sit there and keep sighing dramatically until you ask what's wrong smh

once you do, he's like "NOTHING'S WRONG" but avoids looking you in the eye and instead looks past you or down at the sheets?? and that's when you know he's upset 🤕

you move the plushie aside and open your arms to hug him instead

ngl you knew he wanted to cuddle but thought it would be funny to tease him... APOLOGIZE RN

bro glares at you?? he's trying to give you the cold shoulder but fails and smiles softly cuz you look so cute

grabs you and has a vice grip on you the rest of the night- also probably kicks the plushie to the floor when ur not looking

Ranpo

ranpo is a cuddle bug who wants ALL of your attention on him

so it's safe to say he's not very happy that u have found...something else to hug

ranpo had arrived home late due to detective work, so you'd already fallen asleep while waiting for him

except you struggle to sleep now without hugging something (since you're so used to doing that with him). so you simply grabbed one of ur plushies to hold instead

literally shakes you awake so frantically you think there's an emergency

you're all like "what's going on!! :0" & then bro makes it sound like ur cheating on him??

"i can't believe you would abandon me for...for THAT thing!!!!" points his finger at you all accusingly and everything

snatches the plushie from you and throws it across the room >:0

will then proceed to plop down next to you and just. not speak 😐😐

^ignores your protests as you get up to grab the plushie and gives you the nastiest side eye?? childish i stg

you sigh and prop the plushie at the end of the bed so you can crawl up next to ranpo and wrap your arms around him

he finally stops pouting and melts into ur touch 😽

AAAA I CAN FINALLY USE GIFS FOR THEM

Nikolai

worse than ranpo. like significantly

you'd gone to take a nap and had instinctively fallen asleep hugging ur favorite plushie

nikolai was doing who knows what but ended up entering the room about an hour later

stops dead in his tracks when he sees you...hugging...something ELSE?!

doesn't wake you at first. sneaks over to peer over ur shoulder at what you're holding

partially relieved to see it's just a plushie, but also partially mad because um?? why wasn't it him??

doesn't even bother waking you. just straight up yanks it out of your grasp 💀

you wake up in a panic with this mf LOOMING over you

probably rips it's head off???? or at least threatens to

pls you're lowkey about to cry cuz that's your comfort plushie 😥😥

you literally gotta scramble out of bed and beg him not to destroy it

does the thing where he holds it over ur head but dangles it just out of reach. and this mf is tall asf so good luck with that -.-

you end up just grabbing his arm and pulling his dumbass back to the bed to cuddle him instead

Jouno

ok ngl you did this on purpose to piss him off

i don't blame you cuz it be funny when he's ticked off

you and jouno had been preparing for bed when u decided to play a lil prank on him

it was mostly just to see if he'd even have a reaction?? cuz we all know this man either doesn't give a fuck or he goes off the rails

you'd gotten into bed first and while waiting for him, snatched the plushie you keep on your side and snuggled up next to it

u close ur eyes when you hear him walking into the room and pretend to be falling asleep

his footsteps stop by the bed and he just stands there like 😑???? cuz he can tell by your heartbeat that you're still awake, yet he's wondering why you haven't acknowledged his presence??

so i mean right off the bat this mf knows something's up

gets in bed next to you but goes OUT OF HIS WAY to make sure y'all are not touching in any way petty asf

can tell by the way you're positioned that you're hugging something else close to you

you peek open ur eyes to shoot him a glance but he has the most unreadable expression i stg

internally he is like WHY NOT ME WHY NOT ME but no one else would be able to tell~

by now he's figured out that ur messing with him and does NOT take it lightly. literally sleeps with his back to you and won't acknowledge you until morning

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 4 months

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corrupt!Nanami

A/N: For @mozlov. Enjoy! 🫶🏽

corrupt!Nanami shifted personalities like flipping off the light switch on a dark stormy night: Your big soft bear was more savage than ever. "You're not listening. She's not takin time off. And as long as y/n works here, so do I. End of fuckin story." Nanami snarls at Yaga. Rolling and flexing his shoulders like he's getting ready for a fight. He's always so ready to box these days. Especially over you. "Nami, its okay. Let's just go-" You're pulling at his dress shirt, afraid shits bout to go down. But Yaga simply holds up his hand for silence. "If you can control yourself while we figure out your condition.. Y/n can stay, but-" Nanamis already taking a step forward, eyes narrowed. You gotta put yourself in between them to make sure your husband doesn't swing. "We'll allow you on the grounds for visitation but you simply can't teach like this. Not at the moment, Kento." Nanami stares at him coldly for a moment before turning to you. The adoration in his eyes gives you whiplash, but it's relief when he puts away the malevolent beast and returns your loving husband. "Long as she's good, I'm good." Said with too much conviction, slowly rubbing a thumb over your bottom lip, shallowly dippin between your lips to tease the tip of your tongue. You gasp, eyes wide at at how quick Nanami goes through the motions. Fuckin guy is now starin at you like you're his prey. "But she's takin the day off." He quickly pulls you from the room without another word, Yaga starin at Nanami's back in utter disbelief.

corrupt!Nanami turns out to be fuckin elated not to be a teacher anymore and quickly loses his dedication to the cause. He's only interested in the art of slaughter, no longer needing a valid reason to pull out his cleaver. Tries, and often fails, to keep that shit to a minimum. Dont get it twisted, Nanami's a murderous bastard. Isn't limited to just killing curses anymore but anyone that gets in his way. Yet.. he's aware how that fucks with your conscience. Knows he can sleep like a baby after but doesn't fuck with how that shit keeps you up at night. So he hides his bloody clothes after a long day, making sure to shower before coming to bed and scooping you into his arms. Falls asleep peacefully as his mind flashes scenes from his lastest kill.

corrupt!Nanami no longer asks your permission for shit anymore. Bent over to pick somethin up? That ends up with your husband puttin you on all fours, giving you back breaking back shots as your try to crawl away. "Quit that, y/n. Told yo fine ass bout doin that shit, right? Bendin over so just so I can see.. 'S all your fault.. You know I can't help it. Ass is too perfect to ignore." It's worse when you try to work out. Always sneaks up from behind to grab you, accusin you of excersing for hours just to tease him. So you find your self in Nanami's lap, cock warming him as you try to catch your breath from your workout. "Aww.. Poor baby, so tired. Don't worry, won't take long. Dicks been so hard watching this whole time. Help me baby, please. You're the one that did this to me.." Christ you cant even get any sleep round your torturer, most nights waking up to his dick hard between your thighs. This times he's awake, thrusting slowly as he holds you to him tight, growling your name at your ear. "Been waitin for you to get up. Look what you did to me.. Throwing that ass on me in your sleep. Come on, y/n. Lemme fuck. Took everything in me not to fill your sleepy lil pussy. Deserve a reward, huh? Gonna help me out?" Not like he needs it since you already feel his first load starting to dry on your thighs.

corrupt!Nanami doesn't have any more patience for you excuses on why you can't give him a baby. Tired as fuck of talking to you about it. So takes it to the next level and starts to plot on you, replacing your birth control with placebos. Then.. He waits to catch you off guard one pitch black night when you're walking to your car from class. You're energy completely drained, you just don't hear him swiftly comin at you from the side. A huge gloved hand blanketing your lips, trapping your scream. Nanami's snatches your wrist together, brawny body restraining you to the car. You struggle against him, too fuckin weak to curse him due to your overwhelming day. But he knows that already; deceitful ass went through alotta trouble to make sure your itinerary was extra full today. "Shhhh." You ignore him, the familiar voice and planes of his muscled chest against yours back not registering, buckin and tryin with all your might to break free. Fuckin turnin Nanami on watchin you attempting to escape, juicy ass repeatedly trapping his dick between your cheeks as you wiggle wildly against him. He ain't waiting a second longer. Fuck your screams, he'll deal with whoever interrupts him accordingly. Lets go of your mouth to rip at your bottoms like they're paper, making your struggles double. Might as well be laying limp, absolutely no match for the 1st grade. Nanami unsheathes his cock, spitting in his hand generously and lubing up. You're body's tense as fuck when you feel him stab through your opening. Pitiful insides clutching his dick like a dear old friend. "Loosen the fuck up woman.." The fuck? "Nami?!" He let's go of your wrists, slamming his hands on either side of you to trap you further. "I told you to be quiet." Snatches your head back by your hair and thrustin the rest of his dick into you. "Nami!" Shrill cry piercing the air. It's uncomfortable without foreplay to prepare you, still he digs you out without remorse. "Shhhh, y/n.. shhh." Nanami squishes you to the car, molding your body to his. Strokin deep as he can, like he'll never see you again. Literally fuckin loud moans from your throat, so damn good that its not your fault your gettin wet; slick building and forming a white ring around him. "Shhhh. Screamin your fuckin head off, baby.. So you not gone listen? Never do. Just like when I told you I wanted to breed this perfect cunt, make you give me a pretty baby. But you didn't listen then either. Now look what you made me do." So that's what this is? The revelation makes you try to get away again but Nanami's hold on your locks keeps you right where he wants you. Sharp yanks that makes you shriek, scalp stinging. "H-hurts, Nami. 'M sorry. So sorry." You whine to him, body fallin pliant against your car. But your husband rolls his eyes. He aint buyin your BS this time. "Naw, you gonna take this nut. Gonna give me my baby, woman." Pulling you off the car and into his body, your husband pummels your lil puss likes he's in heat. "Ahhh fuck, y/n.. Love you. Love you more than anything, finally gonna show you how much, honey." You're disgusted. At doin something this at the school. At him for startin a family like this. Most importantly, at yourself for still loving him, knowing that this changed nothing between the two of you. Even as he breeds your lil puss without consent. "Here it comes- ohshitohshit! Daaaamn, y/n.. Got so much for you. Mmmm.. So good for me. Thank you, sweetheart. Thank you so fuckin much. Only want a baby with you. Only you, y/n. Always been only you." Youre whining when his hips still, Nanami pressin his dick deep as possible when he finally impregnates you. "Love you so fuckin much, honey." "Love you too, Kento.. Fuckin asshole." He chuckles, pulling out and tucking you into the car. "Let's go home, sweetheart. Gonna make your pretty lil pussy cum before I fill her up again." "Kay, Nami."

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zegrasdrysdale · 6 months

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[ sneaking into vegas ] j. drysdale

part one !

paring : Jamie Drysdale x fem!!reader

summary : (Y/N) flies into Vegas to surprise Jamie for his first NHL game in nearly a year

warning(s) : none

author's note : listen, this was supposed to be a little thing but it turned out to be over 2k words so … i got a little carried away

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She was supposed to be across the country in New York, but when her boyfriend told her that he was going to be playing in his first NHL game since he got hurt last year, she couldn't resist getting on a plane to go watch him.

Especially after she saw who Anaheim was going to be playing for their season opener. (Y/N) knew that she needed to be in Vegas for that game. Even if that meant leaving New York a week early.

Jamie doesn't know she's coming. As a matter of fact, she tells him that she's going to be in her temporary office catching up on some work all day so he doesn't suspect anything when she doesn't reply to him all day because she has an eight-hour travel day ahead of her.

Her flight leaves at nine in the morning and she won't be getting into Vegas until two in the afternoon pacific time. That leaves her nearly five hours to check into the hotel that the Ducks are staying in while they're in Vegas for the game, get something to eat, and head to the arena without alerting Jamie to where she is.

Should be easy since she knows that Jamie will be at morning skate from eleven until two then will take a nap and eat before he heads to the arena at five. He has things that will keep him busy so she can sneak into Vegas.

On the contrary, Trevor knows that she's coming in and has a whole plan to keep Jamie busy if he decides not to take a nap after morning skate. They've been working together for the past few days so make sure the surprise goes smoothly. He's supposed to pick her up from the airport as soon as he's done practice.

(Y/N) has never watched Jamie play a game of NHL hockey. They met after he got hurt last October and started dating in February. She's very excited to be in the arena for his first regular season game back from injury. She doesn't care if she's the only Ducks fan in the place. She'll be making sure she cheers loudly for Jamie and his teammates.

At two on the dot, the plane lanes at Harry Reid International Airport. When (Y/N) gets off the plane a few minutes later, she texts Trevor and lets him know that her flight has landed. He replies and says that he's waiting for her in his rental whenever she grabs her suitcase from baggage claim.

A few notifications come through while she's waiting for her bags. All from Jamie throughout the morning.

j ♡ - 10:04 am hope you have a good day at work. will miss you. hope you can catch the game tonight if you aren't working super late

j ♡ - 10:49 am forgot to say that i love you so ... i love you 🩷 gotta go to morning skate so talk to you later

j ♡ - 2.08 pm z ditched me if you're not busy for a short call. i don't think i'll be able to sleep before the game so call me if you have a few minutes

She looks at Trevor and asks, "Do you think he'll be suspicious if I call him really quick? I think he has some pre-game nerves and I told him I'd only work until dinnertime, which is what time it is in New York."

"I don't think so," Trevor replies. "It'll be like you're calling him on your way back from work. Just don't get all cute and everything. The two of you make me sick when you get all lovey-dovey with each other. I already hear it from Jamie every day."

(Y/N) sticks her tongue out at Trevor as she clicks 'call' on Jamie's contact. Trevor lowers the music so she can talk on the phone.

It rings three times before Jamie picks up. "Hi, baby," he breathes out when he answers the phone. "I've been needing to hear your voice."

"Hi, Jamie baby," (Y/N) replies. Jamie's nickname causes Trevor to make a face as he drives. She swats at his shoulder. "How was morning skate? You just got done a little bit ago, right?"

"Yeah," Jamie says. "It went good. I think it went well. I feel pretty good about playing tonight, minus the fact that we're playing Vegas and I got hurt playing against them last year. I'm just nervous about playing them after last year."

She frowns. "Hey, you'll be okay," she assures him. "You're going to play so well tonight. I know you will. No matter what happens tonight, I'm proud of you. I'm excited for you to get back on the ice, and I know your teammates are too. I'm pretty sure Z has missed having you on the ice with him."

"I've missed being on the ice with them, but what if I do something wrong?" Jamie questions. "What if I give up the puck and they score on the giveaway? What if I fall and land on my shoulder wrong? What if-"

"Jamie, stop," (Y/N) interrupts. "None of that is going to happen, okay? Not intentionally. You're working yourself up and you shouldn't be because this is what you're good at. You wouldn't be in the NHL if you weren't good at hockey, baby. There's a reason you're playing for Anaheim at the professional level. Do what you do best tonight. Your teammates are there to pick you up if you need them to until you get comfortable. Stop freaking yourself out."

They pull up to the hotel and Trevor parks his rental away from the main entrance so none of the Ducks players see (Y/N) and report to Jamie that his girlfriend is at the hotel. "You're right," Jamie sighs. "I'm sorry to bother you with this while you're at work."

"I'm actually on my way back to the apartment," (Y/N) tells him. "But even if I was still at work, bother me with this any time. I'll never be mad if you want me to call you because you're nervous for a game."

"I don't deserve you, (Y/N)," Jamie says. "I truly don't. I love you so much."

The comment brings a smile to her lips. "I love you more," she replies. "I'm pulling into the parking lot now so I'll talk to you later. Maybe you can get Z to bring you something to eat if you can't sleep."

Jamie laughs and says, "If I bug him enough then he'll definitely bring me food. I'll let you go though, get settled in for the night. I'll talk to you after the game."

"Call me after," she tells him. "I don't care that it'll be after one in the morning. Call me and tell me all about the game. I'll want to hear all about it and how it went."

"I will," Jamie replies. "I love you."

"I love you too."

The line goes dead after that and (Y/N) realizes that she has a small smile on her lips. He won't have to call her after the game. She'll be waiting outside the locker room when he gets done showering and getting dressed after the game.

Trevor gets out of the car and mumbles, "The two of you make me sick." She laughs and gets out of the car after him.

He grabs her suitcase from the trunk and hands it over to her when it's on the ground. With Trevor following close behind, (Y/N) walks into the hotel. She checks into the room that she'll only be in for about four hours total because Jamie is going to make sure they're together that night, and she doesn't want him to kick Trevor out of the room.

It’s been a few weeks since they’ve seen each other so she wanted to make sure there was a room they could stay in together.

Trevor walks her to her room, which is a floor below the Ducks’ rooms. “We’re in 504,” he tells her. He hands her the extra key to his and Jamie’s room while she hands him the extra key to her room. “I’ll let you know if he sleeps, which I doubt but I’ll let you know.”

“Make sure he stays calm and remind him that he knows what he’s doing,” (Y/N) tells him. “Don’t let him freak himself out.”

“I’ll just distract him,” Trevor replies. “With food or with an activity that he likes to do. Maybe I’ll take him to a casino for a bit, I don’t know. I’ve got him though. Until you take over after the game.”

She nods and Trevor walks up to his and Jamie’s room. With a sigh, she opens the door and lets herself into the room.

Her suitcase with the jersey she’s wearing to the game is left right by the door and she goes right to the bed. She sets an alarm for five so she wakes up after the Ducks leave for the arena. She’ll leave a half an hour later so she doesn’t run into Jamie when he’s on his way out the door.

After a long day of traveling for the surprise tonight, (Y/N) is fast asleep almost right after she puts her phone on the table to charge.

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T-Mobile Arena is one of the nicest arenas that (Y/N) has ever gone to. Most of the people are nice. She gets a few looks from Golden Knights fans because she’s in the Drysdale jersey that Jamie gave to her. She loves the jersey, and she promised him that she’d wear it to the first game he plays in after his injury.

That game is tonight.

She makes her way down to her seat with the other Duck wives and girlfriends, and they’re all excited to see her. Some of them meet her for the first time, but they’re all super nice.

The puck drops a little after seven, and (Y/N) spots number 6 almost immediately. He glides around the ice like he’s flying, and she’s mesmerized by it.

(Y/N) has watched practices and Jamie work with Trevor throughout the past few months while he recovered from his injury. That is nothing compared to what she’s watching right now.

Vegas gets on the board first with two seconds left in the first period, and the fans erupt around her and the other wives and girlfriends.

Then they score again with five minutes left in the second period.

Then they score again six minutes into the third period. It’s not looking very good for the Ducks at this point. (Y/N) finds herself frowning because she knows that they wanted to be a better team this season.

About thirty seconds later, the Ducks get themselves on the board with a goal from Mason. Their little group celebrates the goal.

(Y/N) knows that Jamie had the puck before Mason put it in the net. His first point in over a year in his first game back from injury. It causes her to scream a little louder in celebration. Her mouth hurts from smiling. She swears the smile doesn’t drop until the final horn blares through the arena, signaling a 4-1 Vegas win.

Not the best first game, but it’s only game one of 82.

After the game, (Y/N) finds her way down to the locker room where the Ducks are. She leans against the wall right outside and waits.

She can hear Greg Cronin on the other side of the door talking to his team about the game. She didn’t think they did terrible, but they’re in there getting lectured like they gave up ten goals.

Yeah, Jamie might be really excited to see (Y/N) when he leaves the locker room. Especially after getting a long lecture from his coach.

He played a good game, and she’s proud of him. She’s happy that she decided to hop on a plane and come out to Vegas to watch Jamie play. She’ll be even happier when he comes out of that locker room in a little bit.

Cronin leaves the room with a heavy sigh and doesn’t even acknowledge (Y/N) standing in the hallway. She doesn’t even care.

A few minutes after Cronin leaves, Trevor sticks his head out into the hallway. “He’ll be right out,” he tells her. “He’s hitting the showers really quick before he leaves. I don’t think he’s in a good mood but when he sees you, that’ll change.”

She nods and Trevor disappears back into the room.

Just to mess with Jamie a bit, she takes a picture on her Instagram story of the giant Vegas logo and geotags T-Mobile Arena. Jamie has her notifications on so he’ll see that as soon as he checks his phone.

Ten minutes pass and (Y/N) is getting antsy. She knows that he doesn’t take very long showers so he’ll be coming out of that locker room any minute.

Several Ducks leave and greet her as they pass while she waits for Jamie. Troy pops his head back into the locker room when he sees her and says, “Hey, Jimmy. Someone’s here to see you.”

“Who?”

“You’ll see.”

(Y/N) shoots Troy a smile as he walks down the hall to get on the bus.

The door opens and a very confused Jamie Drysdale walks out of the locker room. His eyes land on (Y/N) and he runs up to her. She smiles as Jamie hugs her around her torso and lifts her off her feet.

She giggles and wraps herself around Jamie. Her legs are around his waist and her arms are around his neck. He buries his face into her neck and she puts her nose in his wet hair.

“When did you-”

“Earlier today,” she says into his hair. “Worked with Z to make sure you didn’t see me when I got in. When I saw you were playing Vegas in your first regular season game back after injury, I had to come out and watch.”

Jamie sets her down but doesn’t let her go. She looks up at him and he looks genuinely surprised to see her. Good to know Trevor didn’t blab and ruin the surprise.

“I can’t believe you’re here in Vegas,” Jamie breathes out. “You saw my assist in person?”

She smiles and nods. “I saw your assist in person,” she replies. “I’m very proud of you, Jamie baby. First point in a while. I told you that you had nothing to freak out about. You’re a talented player. I had no doubt that you would be amazing tonight. Maybe even pick up a point or two.”

The smile that Jamie gives her makes her heart flutter. This is the smile she has missed and wanted to see after this game ended no matter the result.

Jamie pulls her against him by her waist and presses a feather soft kiss against her lips. “All I could think about after that assist was how I wish you were here to see it,” he admits to her. “You were actually here to see it.”

“Mhm,” she hums. “I made the right choice. I’ve really missed you. I wanted to surprise you today.”

“Consider me surprised.”

She gets on her toes and instigates a deeper, more frantic kiss when she presses her lips to his. She kisses him the way she’s wanted to kiss him in the three weeks since they last saw each other.

Her fingers curl into the hair on the back of his neck, not caring that it’s wet. Jamie has a grip of his jersey on her waist that’s keeping her from going anywhere. As if she would go anywhere right now.

This is where she wants to be. She doesn’t want to go anywhere else.

“Ew, can’t the two of you wait until we’re back at the hotel to suck faces?” Trevor voice asks. It pulls them apart. “You’re away from each other for a few weeks and all of a sudden you’re both a fan of PDA. It’s gross.”

Jamie turns his head and (Y/N) looks over his shoulder to see both Trevor and Mason standing in front of the locker room door. “It’s not my fault you have no one to suck faces with, Z,” Jamie retorts. “Imagine being across the country from your girlfriend then tell me you wouldn’t suddenly be a fan of PDA.”

She buries her face in Jamie’s shoulder to hide a smile. Trevor rolls his eyes and says, “You’re sleeping in her room tonight. I am not giving up ours.”

“Don’t worry,” Jamie says. “I was already planning on it.” He turns his attention back to (Y/N). “I wouldn’t want my teammates to hear the things that I’m going to do to (Y/N) tonight.”

Yeah, sneaking into Vegas was the best idea she’s ever had.

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MASTERLIST | part two

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bimobuddy · 7 months

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Fizzarolli x Asmodeus TK Headcanons

I love these two so much!! If you haven't seen S2 - E6, I highly suggest you go do that right now.

These might contain spoilers, but nothing too big, I don't think

Fizzarolli

Lee:

He's a giggler!

While he usually wakes up first, on the rare days he doesn't, Ozzie will tickle him awake. Partly because he thinks the sleepy giggles are adorable, but also partly out of revenge for the air horns (it's not gonna stop Fizz from using them though)

With anyone else, he'll fight back, but with Ozzie, he enjoys it and finds it fun. He'll even go as far as to try and provoke him sometimes.

Worst spots are his sides and tail, he'll probably start flailing. If you're unfamiliar with how he reacts, it's easy for you to accidentally get swatted, but Oz knows him and knows just how to avoid the swinging limbs or wagging tail

The tip or 'blade' of his tail REALLY gets him kicking

Tummy gets him curling up and giggling, tail thumping against the floor happily

He even gets flustered and giggly when Oz starts kissing on his cheeks and forehead. Not the most ticklish place, but just enough to get him giggly and smiley

Ler:

Back when they were kids, Fizz used to go after Blitz all the time. He'd usually win most of their tickle fights

Now, his main target is Ozzie, even if he isn't able to get him most of the time, as Oz usually just turns the tables on him

With his extendable limbs, it's pretty easy for him to wrap up his victim and still get at their sides or tummy

This is usually how he gets Ozzie, the rare moments his attacks actually work

Has chased Ozzie around their room a couple times during a chaotic ler mood (Poor rooster is just such a big guy though, it's hard for him to get away)

Has only ever gotten Blitz once since they've made up, but Blitz is an assassin now and was very quick to escape and turn it back around on him

Asmodeus

Lee:

Usually isn't much of a lee, as Fizz is really the only one able to get close enough or catch him off guard

And even then, it only works if he's in the mood or if Fizz sneaks up on him

DEEP CHUCKLES DEEP LAUGH

Fizz absolutely adores his voice, especially when he laughs

He knows he could easily overpower the little imp, but why in Hell would he risk hurting his Fizzy or ruining his fun? He'd much rather sacrifice his sensitivity to Fizz to see him happy

If you get him good, he'll accidentally crow. This has only ever happened one time when Fizz snuck up on him and grabbed his hips. However it didnt last long because he IMMEDIATELY wrecked the imp afterward

Sometimes Fizz starts kissing (or even scritching under the chins of) the other two heads in Oz's fluff. It's not exactly super ticklish, but it has gotten a chuckle or two from the Prince, as it felt weird, and he'll usually gently pull Fizz away with a soft "stooop"

Worst spot is his hips

Ler:

oh boy

This man can be absolutely ruthless

It's easy for him to scoop Fizz up in one hand and tickle him with the other

If he's feeling evil, he'll go after Fizz's tail and hips

But he's also such a sweetheart though, the SECOND he hears Fizz so much as even start the word 'stop,' he stops. He'd feel so bad if he overwhelmed his little clown

When they're alone, he'll start peppering Fizz's face with little kisses, while his other two heads do the same to his neck (in a sfw way) and it gets him super flustered and giggly

Big fan of teases. He'll go for the cliché 'tickle tickle tickle,' and stuff, but he'll also make kissy noises, make that clawing hand motion right over Fizz's tummy, or make him ask for it. ("I don't understand what you want, Fizzy, you're going to have to ask")

He's got feathers, he's basically a demonic chicken man. Sometimes he molts (sheds) his feathers too. (see where I'm going with this?)

When he loses his feathers, all he's gotta say is, "You know, Fizzy, it's molting season," and the imp is either immediately running away or hopping up into his lap for the gentle tickles.

Just like Fizz, he gets chaotic Ler moods too. He can and WILL chase or hunt down his partner, which is sometimes a challenge. Yes, he might be bigger, but Fizz is also very good at outmaneuvering him

But jokes on Fizz, this just makes the attack worse when Ozzie finally catches him

On mornings when they don't have to work, when Fizz goes to get up and out of bed, Ozzie will just hold him close to his chest, not letting him up, and give morning tickles

#sfw tickling community #tickle community #helluva boss tickles #lee!fizzarolli #ler!fizzarolli #lee!Asmodeus #ler!Asmodeus

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muldermuse · 3 months

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love love loving the Two Sinners series! Best I’ve read! Keep it up!!

Wondering what would happen if they got one of those remote controlled vibrators that can be controlled by the other one.

Maybe they can’t see each other for a while so reader wears it all day and gets an unexpected surprise at at awkward moment OR Gator inserts it and reader is in control OR they are both at some event in public and are controlling the devices just to fuck with each other.

CHURCH POT LUCK

CHURCH. POT. LUCK.

nsfw below the cut. mdni. <3

you'd seen Gator quickly in the morning, he was on the overnight shift so could visit you before heading home to Glenda. whenever he came to see you at the ass crack of dawn, he'd always have to decency to drop off a black mcdonalds coffee (he always plays it off that he drank a gatorade and couldn't finish it but really it's because he knows that it's your fav cheap takeaway coffee)

he fucks you so soft and slow on mornings like this. you're both exhausted and using all your remaining energy to make the other feel good. he kisses deep into your mouth to swallow your soft whines for him. his breath is hot against your neck, leaving soft bites against your neck; damp with both of your perspiration. "thought about this all fuckin' night long", it's mumbled quietly against your skin. you both smile to yourselves. neither of you last long and usually, Gator would fall asleep wrapped around you for an hour before heading home. but today he's scrabbling off you to get dressed- it's the Church Pot Luck. the event that takes over his home life because Glenda fucking loves it.

he's lost in his thoughts as he shoves his feet into his boots. considering how he won't be able to sleep when he gets home, how Glenda will have him tasting her bland soup for confirmation of how good it was and how his Father would criticise him for not helping enough. a sudden vibration behind his ear pulled him from his thoughts.

"what the fuck is that?" he sounds exasperated, which is not the mood you wanted to go for at all.

"it's a toy for us, to make the pot luck more bearable" you've wrapped your blanket around yourself, deciding that you'll probably stay in bed naked until it's time to get dressed.

Gator shakes his head, "'s always fuckin' somethin' on this day- you're not even a fuckin' part of the church. why do you go? just to make me miserable?". You grin and nod as you press a quick kiss to his cheek. He smiles despite himself.

you drop the blanket and crawl into the middle of the bed, sliding the small but sleek silicone vibrator inside you. that feeling alone has you flustered and you're trying to stifle a moan before you can speak. "it's a remote control vibrator, that pink thing on the table? it controls the vibrations" you drop your voice to sound as subby as possible, "jus' want you to be in control today, Sir". a deep red flush crosses his complexion as he squeezes his hardening cock through his boxers.

"baby, i don't have time for this i gotta go" he heads out as you shout at him if he doesn't want to use it, you'll invite another date instead.

he texts you 15 minutes later, telling you to wear the vibe.

you reply a few hours later as you pull up to the potluck simply saying, do your worst.

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you sneak into the potluck. you don't want to draw attention to yourself. a few colleagues from work are standing in a corner and wave you over. they hand you a cup of spiked punch that you sip slowly; trying to calm your nerves. you blend into the conversation seamlessly, almost forgetting about the pink toy nestled against your walls.

until it turns on. it's like a lightning bolt.

you'd neglected to mention to Gator that it has a variety of settings. he didn't just have to turn up it to 11. i mean you had told him to do his worse. what makes it worse, is that everyone notices. your friends crowd around you and talk over each other as the vibrations continue, "oh my god are you okay?", "lemme grab you a chair" and "is this your back again?". you reassure them that you're fine and grab another cup of the sickly sweet spiked punch. you try to focus on the false coconut of the malibu rather than how close you're getting to cumming in this church.

then, it stops.

you take the respite to seek out your tormentor. Gator's arm is around Glenda's waist but his eyes are locked on yours. he's smirking at you, your eyes follow his hand into his pocket and you immediately feel the vibrations start again. it feels more intense than before, if you were alone in your room you'd be screaming. you keep staring at Gator as you bite your lip hard enough to draw blood.

he does this agonising routine throughout the event until finally- you have to sneak into the bathroom and make yourself cum. your hand trembles as you pull the lock across, you softly moan as you pull your underwear down your trembling legs whilst the vibrations continue. you try not to look at yourself in the small mirror hanging above the sink. the cool touch of the sink contrasts the burning touch of your body.

you're so close to the edge, that you're finally allowing yourself to be lost in the overwhelming sensation. and then, again, it stops.

you cry out like you're in pain. there's a small knock on the door and you hear Gator's hushed voice tell you to open the door.

once he's in the cramped room with you, he's quick to put his hand around your throat and he takes your damp underwear in his other hand. a chaste kiss is placed against your forehead as he whispers, "'m gonna make you cum now okay baby? but i've gotta put these in your mouth to make sure you stay quiet. such a loud girl for me aren't you?". your nod is desperate as he pushes your panties past your lips, you savour the tangy taste of your own arousal. Gator quickly pulls your tits out of your dress and runs this thumb and forefinger against your pebbled nipples.

you look at his reflection as the vibration starts again. it's all too much, his strong hand around your throat, your own fucked reflection in the mirror, the panties in your mouth, and the changing pressure on your nipples. it hits you so fucking hard and it feels so fucking good. your legs are shaking, and your whole body is quivering as you see Gator smirk in the mirror at the sight before him.

he switches it off once you've come down, he kisses you, and takes the wet panties from your mouth. he mutters a quiet "fuck" as he slips them into his pocket and leaves without saying goodbye.

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keeksandgigz · 3 months

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Hey Keeks! So I was day dreaming while I was looking at my ring that has a Lilith sigil on it and now I’m thinking about Witchy giving Eddie something like it

Im mixing these two @rebelfell hehe here's a little vignette, for some reason Eddie doing crystal shop deliveries makes me think of Kronk. <3

Hope u enjoy!!

You pick up the phone attached to the wall.

"Genesis Records. Eddie speaking, what's up?" you smile as you imagine him leaning against the wall, holding the landline phone between his ear and shoulder as he gets a pen and paper to take notes in case it's some important shipment information.

"Ed, it's me" you huff out, and you can feel the smile from the other side of the receiver, he likes it when you call him at work, his heart picks up- maybe at the chance that he might have to sneak off upstairs into his apartment when you happen to have coordinated lunch breaks.

"Hey, witchy, I'm about to go on my lunch, I'll see you upstairs in five-" you're quick to interrupt him.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, I'm not on my lunch. I called you because I need your help" you're overwhelmed and don't seem to be in the mood for his shenanigans. You can sense his smile dropping immediately, a slow cast of concern washing over his face.

"What is it, baby?" his tone is suddenly muted, like a child that got scolded for talking too much from his teacher.

"We're understaffed. It's just me and Naradea right now, we need someone to do deliveries, we're incredibly backed up with them" You purse your lips together, hoping for a decisive 'yes' "I'll send you a list of addresses and I'll pay for gas and stuff, you just need to drive around town and deliver some packages- crystals, potions, the works" you huff out, half- stressed.

It takes him a second to think about it "Matt can cover me, I'll be over in a second lemme grab my truck and I'll meet you in the courtyard?" and you exhale a sigh of relief as he hangs up and gets his truck over to the back entrance of your store.

You run out, a couple small boxes in your hands "Thank you so much for doing this, I'll uh... make sure you're rewarded plenty tonight" you whisper against his cheek, placing a small kiss where the warm air of your breath hit.

He grows red at the seductive invitation, slightly growing somewhere else as well, unable to keep his head from reeling at the thought of what would be waiting for him tonight.

"Consider me intrigued" he smirks against your lips, taking the boxes from your hands and giving you a delicate kiss as he fills up the back of his truck with boxes.

You show him a clipboard with the names of the witches and their addresses "See, you've got Arla on Lombard, Clemensia on Castro, Athena and Arachne both on Third street and so on. They should be placed in order so you don't have to go back and forth around the city" you point at the purple colored page.

"Am I gonna get hit on by any of these ladies, 'cause if I am you gotta warn me- can't be too charming if they're trying to fuck me" he snickers, you hit him on the arm "ow," he moans.

"'Kay then" you take off your ring, the one with the sigil of Lilith that sits on your middle finger "give me your pinky, this will tell them that you're already spoken for"

You slip the ring on his pinky finger "Witchy if you wanted to propose to me this is a weird way to do it, y'know?" he laughs "Am I just cattle to you?" he moans dramatically as he gets in the car, rolling down his window.

"Cutest cattle I've ever seen" you scrunch your nose as you lean in the open window to give him a kiss "I'll see you tonight at mine?"

"You bet, and you can tell me more about that reward you were talking about" he smirks, puckering his lips for a kiss.

"I'll go home to sharpen my knives, then" you joke, biting your lip.

"Mmm, kinky" he caresses your forearm "See you tonight, gorgeous" he says, before driving off.

"Hello Ms. Arla, my name's Eddie I will be delivering your goodies for all your witchy needs today" he says, in his charming tone, as he watches the old lady reach into her pocket to give him a candy that seemed to be at least 50 years old. Grandmas are all the same after all.

"My god, Clemensia you look divine today" he flirts with a close friend of your aunt Hilda as she blushes and lightly smacks his arm. He offers her the box full of her deliveries "your witchy goodies m'lady" he bows and is not allowed to leave until he's had tea with her.

During his rounds he's offered treats, biscuits, readings of all kinds as he politely agrees, unable to say no to these nice ladies who all seem to know him by name.

His last delivery is someone named Aphra- he's never met her before, maybe a new addition to the 'witch community' as he calls it.

She ordered two boxes of stuff. He carries them up a steep flight of stairs and rings the doorbell.

Aphra isn't old, she isn't young- she looks ageless, and that, for some reason, scares Eddie.

"Lady- uh- Ms.- your witchiness- Aphra?" he stutters in a bout of embarrassment as he continues "my name's-"

"Edward. You're the young witch's human boyfriend" she hums "She got in a lot of trouble for allowing you to be a part of our world" He remembers you being deprived of your magic until your trial. Two months of seeing you mope around your apartment.

He wasn't sure what to say.

"Despite that you stuck by her, even through your bout of confusion. Let's call it you being... 'lost'" she snickers as she reaches into the pocket of her jacket, extracting a token made out of black metal.

"Bring this to your witch, as a token of my appreciation. Have a good evening, Edward" she brings the boxes inside with ease, and closes the door behind her.

He looks at the black token. Ridged with the sigil of the coven- three indented stars.

Eddie plays with it on the way to your house, rolling it on his leg, wondering what it might mean.

When he gets to your house, much to his dismay, he has to stop you from jumping on him. The curiosity is eating him alive. He shows you the black token, and all color seems to drain from your face.

"Holy shit" you utter "Holy shit!" a bit louder this time.

"Wha- what? What is it, witchy?" he asks, as you guide him on your purple couch. Your breath seems to be knocked from your lungs.

"Aphra is the head of the coven" you're playing with the indentations of the token, Eddie mentally cringes at the absolute shit first impression he made with what appears to be the madame president of all witches, or something like that.

"This token is her blessing" you have tears in your eyes, Eddie's still confused.

"Blessing for what?"

"Blessing to get married" you shrill, and Eddie's heart almost falls out of his ass.

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misc-obeyme · 11 months

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Heyy! First of all, congratulations on hitting 500 followers! I hope your blog will get even more attention, because it's absolutely adorable and you're a great writer qwq♥ If it's possible, I'd like to ask for the event♥

What about Moonlight with Mammon? (sorry, he's my favourite- oof xD) also please make it gn! if possible, so everyone can enjoy your writing as much as I do♥ Feel free to decline it too qwq♥

Congratss again on hitting 500! May you get more!♥ *hugsss*

Oh my you're so sweet! Thank you so much, I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing!

I'm quite fond of Mammon, too, though I'm always worried I'm going to write him out of character! But hopefully this turned out okay.

Thank you for participating in the event!

GN!MC x Mammon with prompt Moonlight

Warnings: none this is all fluff!

You woke up with a gasp, sitting up in bed and trying to remember the dream you were having. It was something vaguely unpleasant, but it was gone before you had a chance to fully grasp it. It was probably better that way… that dream felt like one you probably didn't want to remember anyway.

You looked around in the darkness and realized you were thirsty. Carefully you slipped out of bed and moved across the room. You no longer needed to turn a light on to find your way through it or even through the House of Lamentation itself. You'd been here long enough that you could easily walk through it in the dark.

You went out into the hall, closing the door softly behind you. You were about to make your way to the kitchen when you heard a soft thud and a whispered "owww" coming from the foyer. You smiled to yourself. You recognized Mammon's voice instantly and knew he was likely sneaking into the house after spending the evening getting himself into trouble.

Out of curiosity, you decided to turn and go down to the front door instead of the kitchen, just to see what he was up to.

The front door was ajar and Mammon was sprawled haphazardly just inside. It was clear that he had tripped over a large duffel bag that was full of some fangol equipment Beel had left there earlier. To be fair, that space was normally empty, so he hadn't been expecting it.

You couldn't stop yourself from letting out a little laugh when you saw him. He jumped to his feet and squinted at you in the dark.

"MC?" he asked.

You came closer. "Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. Are you okay?"

Mammon looked around the room urgently before grabbing your hand and pulling you out the front door, closing it as quietly as he could behind you. Then he moved off into the front garden, under a few large trees before turning to you. He saw that he was still holding your hand and dropped it quickly, a blush spreading across his face. "Ya gotta be quieter, MC, ya nearly blew my cover!"

"Me? You're the one who was making all the noise," you said. "And anyway, do you really think Lucifer doesn't notice when you try to sneak in through the front door?"

Mammon groaned. "I tried the windows, but they were all locked."

You laughed a little, taking both of his hands and moving him out from under the trees. The moonlight was shining down in full force here, washing everything in a bright silver glow. The way it lit upon Mammon's white hair made him look as though he had an inner gleam surrounding him. You couldn't resist taking off his signature sunglasses so you could see the brilliant blue of his eyes shining in that silver light.

You pulled him a little closer, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before using your teleportation magic to transport both of you into his room. He stared at you for a few moments before looking around and taking in what you had done.

You smiled, putting his sunglasses back on his face. "You're lucky I got thirsty in the night."

Mammon grinned and it was like his face was illuminated by the moonlight again. "Thanks, MC," he said. "What'd I ever do to deserve ya?" He pulled you close and gave you a soft kiss.

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oneforthemunny · 11 months

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Hi Evie!!

Can I please request for the blurbs squeeze with Bouncer or Modern Eddie? Maybe smut, or fluff - I’m easy breezy!

"Excuse me, ladies." Eddie purrs over the loud, thrumming music of the bar.

You and Veronica turn, seeing Eddie slinking behind the bar, a toothpick rolling between his lips. His eyes are half lidded, a little droopy and dazed. You bite back your own smirk, twisting the vodka over into your shot glass.

"Whddaya need, Ed?" You ask, sliding your shots down the bar to the couple with a small wink.

"I would love, love, love one of your world famous sex on the beaches." Eddie grinned. "If you have time, of course, gorgeous."

You lifted a brow, looking up at him skeptically. "Hmm, give me a second and I will." You bent down to get another beer. You could feel him gawking at your ass.

"You on your break?" You asked, nodding to the man and adding the beer to his tab.

Eddie hummed. "Yeah... Was gonna see if I could get a drink, but ya know what, let me just get a water." He nodded towards you.

"Ok, one second-"

"No, here, baby, I'll get it." Eddie waved you off. "I'm just gonna," He pressed himself closely behind you, hands gripping your waist gently. "Squeeze right past ya to get a glass." He rasped in the shell of your ear.

You flushed, heart skipping and chest filling with heat when his fingers ghosted down your waist, pinching the fat of your ass. You looked over your shoulder at him wickedly. He winked at you, pulling a fresh glass out, and shoveling ice into the glass.

Veronica called your name, pulling you out of your daze. "Uh, I can cover if you want to go on your break." She suggested, looking at your white knuckled grip on the beer. "If you want to go with Ed-"

"Yes," You breathed, slamming the beer down. "Thank you, Ronnie, I'll be right back."

You grabbed Eddie'd hand, he left his water forgotten on the counter, letting you lead him through the kitchen towards the back.

Eddie had you bent over, nails scrapping into the brick of the restaurant minutes later. "Gotta be quick, baby," Eddie breathed, hips hammering into the fat of your ass. His mouth watered at the recoil.

"Ed, I-I..." You moaned, tipping your head back. "Oh! I'm close!" You whined, his sac slapping against your sopping, heated core.

Eddie sucked a deep bruise into your neck, hands sneaking under your shirt, squeezing your tits tightly. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum inside you," Eddie huffed lowly. "And you're going to- holy fuck- you're gonna keep it inside you. Gonna, uh, gonna eat it outta you later."

You pulsed over him, legs shaking and knees buckling under his harsh strokes. Eddie felt his tummy tighten, spilling deep inside you, filling you up with every stuttering stroke. You felt him pull out, catching the drops of his release and pushing it back inside you before pulling your panties up.

You went back to finish your shift, feeling Eddie's hot release deep inside you, catching his gaze from his place on the stool, blushing when he'd wink at you.

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k1ttykatsu · 1 year

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big ole freak by megan thee stallion 😊

BIG OLE’ FREAK!- megan thee stallion

pairings:collage!bkg x blkfem!reader

summary: usually I like to fuck But tonight we gon' make love 'cause you bae

warnings: car sex,exhibitionism?, mutual pinning, spit, dirty talk, choking, hair pulling, penetration, having sex while high, and soft katsuuu

word count: 3.7k

“what time did you say?” you hear mina’s voice ring out throughout the speaker of your phone. “he told me 9pm” you finish your highlighter and look at the time. 8:45pm.

“okay i’m down the block” you hang up on your friend and collect your stuff so you could go to denki’s pool party. you were wrapped in a short floral sarong that covered your bottom half of your sage green bikini.

you slip on your white flip flops and slip your white dior glasses on your head and grab your keys and walk out the house.

once you make it to mina’s car the loud trap music playing hits your ears and the instant smell of mary jane hits your nose before you even open the door. sero’s gotta be in here.

you open the passenger door and get in the car as quick as possible. you turn to look at mina in the driver seat and the denki and sero in the back. “you look so good” you hear mina squeal before you could greet anyone in the car.

“second it” denkis voice is heard before he takes a drag of the blunt. “thanks, y’all look good too” mina starts the car and begins to drive while sero and denki pass the blunt back and forth.

“i heard bakugo and kiri were coming” sero whispers in your ear making you laugh. “why would i care, we’re all friends” you shrug your shoulders trying to mask your lie and be convincing.

you and bakugo have been friends with benefits since you graduated u.a. that was two years ago, the two of you always sneak off with each other when everyone gets pissy drunk or just really high so nobody realizes. but sero caught you guys sneaking out on multiple occasions. “yea okay” he passes you the blunt.

the smell of booze and weed hits your nose all at once. you feel yourself getting a contact high as you walk in. the familiar blaring music has you singing along as you walk through the house.

“kiri!” you hear mina shout once she spots her fiery red boyfriend. she drags your hand as she glides through the sweaty hot crowd. once the two of you make it to him you notice bakugo standing beside him.

“mina” he gives his girlfriend a quick peck in her lips before looking down at you. “y/n you look good” he engulfs your body in a bear hug, slightly suffocating you. once he lets you go you look at bakugo and toss him a small shy smile. “hey bakugo” you look up to him and before you can say anything else you feel his body against yours.

the hug was anything but short lived. the smell of his cologne makes you breathe in his scent a little harder than usual. his shirtless body against your barely clothed one gives you flashbacks from your most intimate moments.

“hey y/n” he pulls back and you see the faint blush on his face. you feel mina and kirishima’s eyes on the two of you making you cower slightly. “m’ gonna get a drink” you turn on your heels and walk the opposite way from the three of them.

as you're getting your drink from the fridge you feel a presence walk up to the side of you making your head turn quickly. your eyes land on camie making you mentally groan.

camie was the biggest attention whore in america, and worst of all she wanted your man bakugo. ever since y’all met her during your first year she never let up on her fake relationship with katsuki.

“hey y/n” he false sweet tone not fooling you. “camie” you didn’t want to talk to this brown haired bimbo, you’d rather spend your time watching paint dry. “i saw you and katsuki looking pretty smitten over there”

you lightly chuckle at the girl's words. of course she saw you and katsuki hugging. “uh yea, just hugging” you wanted to walk off but you did t want to be rude. she grabs your hand gently, turning you to face her. “i don’t know what game you're playing but katsuki’s mine, if i see you near him I'll deal with you myself ” her tone is aggressive and threatening, making you feel angry as hell.

“he’s fucking with you? i doubt it” your tone was condescending as you mocked her delusional statement. in everyone 's eyes, Katsuki was single, but the two of you know he was yours.

“don’t make me have to tell you again” how dare she threaten you again. anger boiling in your blood now as you lift up your very strong cup of tequila and throw it in the girl's face.

the strong sticky liquid drips all the way down onto her very small blue bikini, the girl lets out a screech that definitely can’t be heard over the loud music and talking. but in 2.5 seconds bakugo makes his way over to you making sure you were alright.

he was watching you.

“what the fuck happened here?” he looks at camie and then you. the red empty solo cup still in your hand as you smirk at the girl. “nothing” you try to walk off but bakugo hands catch yours making butterfly’s swarm your stomach.

“your lying” you turn your head back towards the crowd making bakugo move his feet behind yours. you were silently leading him to a small corner of the house. the privacy was zero to none but at least you two could hear each other a bit.

“get your groupies katsuki, i don’t have time for the bullshit” your voice was serious as you talked to the man. your arms folded over your chest, pushing your tits up slightly. the small pout on your lips makes him slightly laugh.

“i’m not laughing, if i get pressed by her one more time i’m cutting her so deep she won’t even remember her name” you threatening to the man. he nods his head before his hands find their way to your waist. “she doesn’t understand that we will never be a thing.”

his thumbs rubbing the skin that was left exposed by your bikini. you look up to him and smile brightly at the domestic moment between the two of you. “you look really good tonight” his words make your face heat up as you fidget with your fingers. “thank you suki”

you see katsuki smile before reaching for your phone that was in your bikini top. he simply sticks it in his trunk pocket and before you know it you're being lifted off the ground in an unladylike manner. your face to his ass with yours to his.

him slinging you over his shoulder caught you by surprise making you squeal as he walked towards the backyard. you know many people are watching so you stop the noises from your mouth and before you know it he fixes you so he’s holding you bridal style facing the huge pool.

“kats pleaseeee no i don-” you feel your body fall underneath the surface of the water. you quickly swim to the surface and wipe your eyes before finding katsuki. “you little bitch” you laugh as you struggle to stay afloat in the deep water. padding your way to the edge so he could help you out.

he extends his hand which you happily take. he pulls your wet body up from the freezing water. the cool night air hitting your body makes you shiver. “i have no towel suki” the big doe eyes you give him makes him wanna put a ring on it.

“yea i know dumbass, going to a pool party with now towel is stupid ya '’ know” you roll your eyes at his slick tongue. you see him tread over to kirishima before picking up an orange towel which you assume is his.

he makes way over to your trembling body. but before he puts the towel on you, you grab his hand and lead him to the other side of the backyard. his eyes fall on the empty jacuzzi that you were gunning for.

“you just wanted me alone” his voice breaks the silence between you two. you scoff before stopping once you make it to the hot tub. the bubbling water and steam catching your eye makes you feel instantly relaxed.

you drop the towel on the nearby bench before making your way back over to the tub. bakugo watches the way you watch the water like a kid in the candy store. you dip your toe in making sure it wasn’t too hot for you’d body.

once you felt it and it was Sustainable your body was engulfed by the steamy water in no time. you look back at bakugo and see him still standing there. “the waters nice if you want to get in”. your voice was in that singy-tone that you loved to tease him in.

he walks up to the tub and gets in whole body. you turn your head to look next to you and smile. “hi katsuki” you whisper as you feel the water begin to bubble harder. “hi y/n” you feel his hand reach out for yours and you look him in his eye.

“what’s wrong katsuki, you’ve been more affectionate recently” you see his head slightly hang lower and his eyes soften. “my bad” was all he said but before he talks further you shake your head. “no, it’s not a problem, just curious since you were the one who wanted to keep this a secret” you motion between the two of you.

“what do you think about me, honestly?” katsuki never cares what anyone thinks of him, so for him to ask you caught you off guard. he can tell you are perplexed by the question. “act like i’m one of your friends, tell me” you play with your fingers as you feel the heat from the question tub begin to rise.

“Well, nobody knows… i fuck with him on the low” you mutter into the steamy air. “is that enough?” your eyes widen and you feel the air getting knocked out of your chest.

“kats..” he drags you into his lap, resting his hands on your backside. “cause i do, i don’t want to be a secret, i was stupid enough to think i did” you feel your bottom begin to wobble. “i love you y/n, i-i don’t know if you feel the same way but i needed to let you know”

your lips smash against his as soon as he’s done speaking. your eyes flutter shut as he grips your hip taking the kiss deeper than it ever was. the mutual panting can be heard between the two of y’all.

your hands find their way to his hair and you begin to grip his scalp, pulling his head back so you can make the kiss deeper. “i love you kats” you mutter against his soft lips.

you feel his hips rut up into your making a moan slip out of your lips. you feel katsuki grip your hips tighter silently letting you know he needs you. the two of you separate soon after and you make your way out of the jacuzzi with katsuki following right behind you.

his hands gripping your hips as he guides you out of the backyard and into the house. his large figure practically dwarfing your body. all eyes land on the two of you as y’all make it through the screen door.

water dripping from your body as you walk over to sero and denki. “look what the cat dragged in, fucking finally” sero let’s out a sigh as he blows smoke in your face. denki looks around confused before he notices bakugo’s hand placing.

he’s gotta stop smoking so much weed

“shut up” you laugh as sero passes you the blunt. the long puff you take fills your mouth and lungs, you hold it in before blowing it out your nostrils and mouth. “sick” denki chuckles as he watches you.

bakugo hands grip the sides of your bikini lighty pulling it up. you swat his hand before taking another drag. “you want a hit?” you hold it before blowing smoke in katsuki’s face.

he loves seeing you like this, horny, high and looking drop dead gorgeous. he looks at the blunt before picking it up before sticking it between his pretty pink lips. blowing the smoke in your face now.

you love him like this. eyes getting lower with each puff, horny and touchy. taking the blunt from his fingers. you pass it to sero before standing on your tippy toes and whispering something in his ear.

“we’ll see y’all later” bakugo grabs your hands and basically runs to the door, before it’s shut in his face. camies blocks the exit making you roll your eyes. “excuse me, can you move?” your voice is heard.

she rolls her eyes before looking at katsuki. “where are you going with her?” you hear her attitude clearly but you just don’t care.

“move camie, we’re just trying to leave” whenever bakugo smokes he’s always calm, cool as a cucumber. “why are you with her when you can be with me?” she’s basically whining at the point and you're sick of it.

“you delusional bitch, move out the fucking way, he doesn’t want you, get it through your thick skull” at this point you were frustrated and you didn’t care if you hurt her feelings. the drink in her face should’ve been a hint but of course you were underestimated.

you see the hurt that flashes across her face but she quickly hides it. you stalk over to her and practically push her away. you hear her scoff and watch her cling onto katsuki.

you see red as you sling open the door and stomping out the door leaving katsuki because you're so heated. you hear katsuki yelling in the back before you hear him stomping behind you and calling your name.

“y/n wait up” of course you were mad, not a katsuki but at camie. she doesn’t know boundaries and if she does she can care less. “it’s not my fault” he catches up to you and drags you to his car.

the two of you quickly get it. the pout still on your face as he starts his car. before he pulls off he shoots a text to kirishima and telling him to hitch a ride with mina.

before he pulls off he looks over to you and chuckles. “it’s not my fault” you look over to him and suck your teeth. “i didn’t say it was your fault!” you exclaim while he begins to drive.

“well your acting like a little brat y/n” you sick your teeth and shake your head. why is he blaming you for your rightfully earned attitude? “okay bakugo” you look at all the trees and houses passing by to distract yourself.

“bakugo, huh” you feel him turn a sharp corner and stop the car completely making you gasp. you turn back to look at him. “what the hell?” at this point you're pissed, you look around to see where you're at and you scoff.

“why are we in a parking lot?” you try to sound calm so he’ll actually answer you. he looks at you before getting out of the car and shutting the driver's door. he walks 2 steps and opens the back door and gets in the car.

you turn back to look at him. “katsuki?” you question softly. “pass me that blunt and join me back here” he pats his lap and you instantly get the idea. you go into the glove compartment and get the blunt before climbing to the back of the car and sitting on katsuki’s lap. he settles one of his hands on your hips and takes the blunt from your fingers with the other.

he puts the fresh blunt between his lips and motions for you to light it for him. you turn your head and get the light that was sitting in the cup holder and you bring it to the blunt between his pink lips, lighting it quickly.

he takes a pull before blowing smoke from his lips. your eyes fixated on his lips as the cloudy smoke passed them. “take your panties off” he says calmly without looking at you. “i-” your words are cut off when he looks at you. “hurry” you stand up and pull your bathing suit bottoms quickly down before sitting back down on his clothed lap.

“take yours off” you could’ve sworn you saw him roll his eyes before sitting you in the seat next to him. “don’t rush me” he says plainly but he does it anyway. he shimmy’s out of his trunks. his erect cock hitting his stomach stiffly.

“don’t feel flattered, you know weed makes me horny.” you know damn well he’s been hard since your hot tub situation, but you let him be. a cloud if smoke brings you out of your gaze. “don’t just sit there, do something” he motions to his cock before putting the blunt back in his mouth.

you hover over his hips, your hole hovering over where he needs you the most. “feening for me lately?” you watch his cock jump at the sentence making you giggle.

another puff of smoke is blown in your face making you roll your eyes. you spit in your hand before bringing it down to his cock, jerking him off slightly. you feel his hips stutter once you make contact with it.

“i’m sorry i had an attitude” you place the head of his cock to your tight hole. you circle it over and over making him look down at you with his low red eyes. “just do it” you hear him strain out. you smirk before pushing yourself down so his tip is inside you.

no matter how many times you two fuck, he always stretches you out like you were a virgin. your face scrunches up in pleasure and a bit of pain. “shit!, squeezing me so good” you hear him hiss out as you sink down to the base of his cock.

“katsuuu” you moan out while he takes a drag of the blunt. he looks you in the eyes before dragging the blunt from his lips. he places a small peck on your lips reassuring you that he’s not as mad as he seems.

after you take a minute to adjust to his cock you feel his hips begin to thrust up catching you off guard. “warn me next time pleasee” you whine breathlessly as he holds your hips with one hand. the little blunt in the other. he places a soft smack on your ass causing you to moan out.

you feel his thrust begin to get harsher by the minute, the sound of your moans and him ramming into your cunt is all that could be heard throughout the car. you feel him begin to paw at your bathing suit top, signaling he wants it off.

you attempt to pull it down with your mind being reduced to mush, you couldn’t find the strength. you hear him suck his teeth before pulling the cups to your top down. “love your tits babe” you hear him worship you from below.

“i love you katsuki” you moan out as you press little kisses on his face. you feel him squeeze your ass letting you know he loves you too. out of the corner of your eye you see him put out the blunt in the ashtray compartment and leaving it there so he can focus on you.

suddenly you feel him begin to jack hammer into you, gripping your hips with both hands as he watches your tits bounce with each thrust. “love your cunt baby, so fucking good” you loudly moan into the air, feeling yourself begin to come undone.

your hands lace in his blonde locks forcing him to look up to you. his eyes low and red, cheeks pink, dewey skin and mouth his mouth being slightly open. he looks beautiful like this. all fucked out because of you.

“m’ gonna cum” your words are soured together as your eyes begin to flutter shut until you feel a rough hand around your neck. your eyes shoot open as you look down. you see katsuki with a stern expression now, “looking at me while you cum” you obey him silently by nodding your head.

the overwhelming pleasure of being choked and fucked hits you like a mac-truck. your legs begin to shake and your breath gets caught in your throat. you look at katsuki and see him smirking evilly.

your body leans over slightly as you come undone. your eyes shut tightly to the point where you see different colors. your toes begin to curl and your hands begin to pull at katsuki’s hair.

beneath you, you feel his hips begin to stutter signaling that he’s close. you begin to feel overstimulated so you begin to pulsate and clench around him. you hear him moan out i to your ear, many expletives falling from his pink lips.

“i love you” was the last thing he moaned out before you felt hot ropes of cum fill you up. you moan from the feeling while his hips continue to jerk up into you.

once he comes down from his high he pulls you out of his neck and you see his gorgeous post-fuck face. his cheeks cutely flushed as he gives you and soft smile. you place a peck on his lips before attempting to get off his softening cock. he helps you off and sits you next to him.

you both look at your joint cum leaking out of you and the leaky substance on his lap. he scoops some from your sopping pussy before shoving it in your mouth.

“so glad you're mine” he stares as he watches you. you quirk your eyebrow and when he takes his fingers out you laugh. “you never asked me to be ur girlfriend” you laugh at his deadpan expression. he rolls his eyes before looking at you. “y/n l/n, will you be my girlfriend?” you pretend to think about making him suck his teeth before you move in and place a quick kiss to his lips. staying in that position you squeak out a small ‘yes’.

“yea that’s what i thought” he says before going back to kiss you.

#bakugo smut #bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #mha bakugou #katsukibakugou #bhna bakugou #katsuki smut #mha smut

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niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian · 11 months

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@the-lonely-human

🫂 Comforting hugs

🥶 Cold

✊🏽 Protecting

💀 Near-death experience

Decided on which characters to use for this one and decided on Casey Jr and Future Leo.

This was going to be a drabble....but I should know better by now that it usually doesn't happen that way when I get a sudden urge to write :p

Writing prompts

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The poor kid was shaking like a leaf. Even with the amount of jogging he was doing, he could still feel him trembling dangerously.

Leo pulled him closer to his chest and pulled his scarf off his neck, tucking it around around the boy's neck and face. He already had on two jackets already and was still shivering like crazy so that thin old scarf wouldn't have made much of a difference, but it didn't hurt to try.

He adjusted his hold on the teen as he rounded the corner, paused and scoping out the landscape. Those damn Kraang had their cursed hunting hounds out all over the area, an obstacle they already had knowledge of before making the plan for the weapon retrieval from a neighboring base.

It was supposed to be a quick and easy mission, find the base, exchange information, gather up the weapons, and meet back at the rendezvous point before they were spotted. Simple, easy process.

Well, some unfortunate soul got noticed right as they were about to get their stockhold, and it all went wrong so quickly. Everyone was scattered and running in different directions, laser blasts where firing in the air and those mutts were on them in seconds.

All he could do was grab Casey and drag him to cover which, due to him being a giant turtle carrying a sword, didn't help much in terms of sneaking off. They only managed to get a few feet away before a stray blast flew past his leg. It didn’t hit its aimed target, but it certainly hit a target, a much smaller one.

Leo could tell the moment he felt Casey scream out, and his legs gave out from under him, slowing their pace down as he nearly fell face first on the ground, narrowly managing to catch him. he couldn't even tell where the wound had hit. All he could do was hope that the wound wasn't too severe and their backup would close in on their location soon.

That was an hour ago.

A full hour had passed, and still no word on anyone, not even from the other soldiers they were with. It turned out Casey's wound didn't go too deep, but he was going to need some help soon if a fever breaks out

He mentally cursed at the damn device Donnie had made before they went out that was supposed to be "used in emergencies" and will "save your asses quicker than you can get a one night stand".

That last part was unnecessarily aimed at him, but he was going to have a serious discussion about some updates if it's taking them THIS long to find them.

"S-sensei?" He heard the small voice croak out through the thin fabric as he saw tired, glassy eyes looking up at him. It looked like he was seconds away from passing out, not that he could blame the kid. It was an intense day for both of them.

He gave a small, weary crooked grin back at him. "Hey Hard-Case, try to not to talk, alright? You gotta save up your strength, that blast caught you a little too good."

"B-...but-" Casey let out a sharp gasp as he attempted to move, curling his body and falling back into the arms of his teacher. He grasped at his side and panted sharply.

"See, now what did I just tell you?" Leo scolded lightly, sitting down on the ground, minding not making any fast movements. He gently moved his hand away, readjusting the loose wrapping of his bandages.

That managed to get a strained snicker out as a reaction, better than nothing, but nothing could be better than to hear any updates, something, anything.

"Y-you told me n-ot to t-talk!" Casey argued, letting out a harsh cough. Leo lightly patted his back and raised an eyebrow.

"I did, so I would have figured that you would get it through that noggin of yours that you should limit moving around either, but we both know that you're stubborn as hell so I'm not surprised."

"Master Leo?"

"Hmm?"

"Where is everyone?"

Leo let out a slow breath. No doubt, he was expecting this question. That was the hard part. The hard part of trying to tell him in a different way each time he would ask. He would have thought it would be easier as time went on, but oh, how wrong he was on that.

"I don't know."

It was only half the truth, he definitely saw some of them get struck down as he was running with Casey, hearing the sounds of their voices cut off the moment those mutant hounds pounced on them. Though there could be some survivors hiding away just like they were.

He felt Casey lean back closer to him, knowing it was due to realization since the kid didn't ask any follow-up questions.

"But It's okay, alright?" He gently brushed a thumb across his cheek and face, moving the stands of loose hair sticking to his damp face. He gently pulled him closer and cradled his head with his free hand, leaning his cheek against his hair.

"We'll be alright."

#death tw #rottmnt future leo #rottmnt future leonardo #rottmnt casey junior #casey jones jr #future leo #peepaw leo #rottmnt #ask game

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slashingdisneypasta · 2 years

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Toon Patrol x Reader || Gifs

Topic: How they Kiss. Eventually I'm gonna probably do actual blurbs and headcanons for this but I'm too tired right now, so this is just like a sneak peak.

Characters: Greasy (2), Psycho (1), Smartass (3), Stupid (1) and Wheezy (3)

Warnings: Risqúe gifs XD

Greasy:

He's horny & handsy: I mean, what did you expect? He'll be making out with you and have his hands all over you- well on his way to final base if you let him.

Favourite place to kiss you?: Damn, anywhere. Anywhere he can reach.

He'll greet you by taking your hands and carrying them up to his lips, before trailing kisses all the way up your arms, across your shoulders, up your neck, over your jaw and to your lips.

He'll also press open-mouthed kisses all I've you through your clothes in an attempt to get you in the mood. Over the cotten of your shirt, before lifting the bottom of it to touch your skin as he kneels, then certain sporadic places across your clothed pelvis and your thighs... that is, until you let him take off your clothes.

Also likes to wake you up.with kisses, like below.

Psycho:

Inexperienced & Determined: Psycho has no damn clue what he's doing with this (He's never even had the urge to kiss anyone before! No one's as special as you ^^), but lord he wants to. Everything he sees you!- he feels this odd desire in the pit of his stomach and he desperately wants to get rid of it.

Eventually he just grabs you (Like the gif. Imagine his straight jacket-covered fingers clamping around your jaw) and drags your lips to his.

Really Likes Kissing: Yeah short story even shorter- he decides that kissing you is really nice! He's gonna start giving you pecks whenever he can. Smartass is nauseated.

Smartass:

Kissing?: Affection and general softness... is not really Smartass' thing... So it while it already takes a long time to even whoo this weasel (Cuz like, he doesnt know you? He doesnt know your people? He's very suspicious)- it's gonna take even longer to get him to kiss you.

Even when he wants to kiss you, he'll be hesitant. Where does he even start? How does this work? He's got a lotta thought-out questions and you might just need to take the plunge.

He'll get the hang of it pretty quick ^^

PDA: You thought Greasy was shameless? Once Smartass has given you his trust he'll do anything to keep you and gets possessive. He wants people to know who you belong with.

So yeah, he will just come up to you when you're talking to someone he doesn't like the look of and give you a good, long kiss- with tongue.

Wheezy: Ey Boss, ain't that Pepé talking to Y/N over there?

Smartass: What!?- *Hands Wheezy his gun*

Smartass: *Starts storming over to you* Hold- the fuck- up-

Soft and Casual: When its just the two of you, or his gang, you two are honestly kinda cute. You'll smile into kisses with him, and he'll just be looking at you with that 'I'm so fricken lucky' look clear as day on his face.

Stupid:

The Cuddly Weasel: Your kisses are usually quite sweet ^^ Just little lip touches when nothing else is expressing just how much love you feel for each other.

You're usually already cuddling wrapped around your big giggly boyfriend, possibly laying on his belly while he hums and plays with your hair, and you lean down slowly to give him a kiss on his nose, his jaw, or the corner of his lips.

Wheezy:

Giggly Kisses: Wheezy likes to kiss you when you're laughing. Just like, tells you a joke just to see your cute little smile and hear your adorable fricken laugh, and then can't help himself!- He's gotta lean over and give you a lazy kiss on the lips.

It doesn't have to be perfect with him, just happy.

Skill!!!: Sorry, I just can't help thinking Wheezy is actually quite good at kissing. In that lazy way where he's taking his time, because all he really wants is to just taste you- feel your lips with his, enjoy your reactions to things he does (Like your different moans, groans and sighs. How you clutch him, press closer to him, etc).

He isn't racing towards an end goal like Greasy, its not his first time like Psycho, and he's not as perpetually stressed out as Smartass is.

Playful: Yeah, he definetly does stuff like this, too-

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katsukikitten · 1 year

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Double Date with @thecowboykatsuki-anon

Goose, Touya, Kitten, Suki! (In yallternative au, also pretend that belt buckle is a fancy winner one 😂)

Double Date Location: Rodeo and Ride into Sunset

Date is mostly accidental. Goosey, you're taking me to my first rodeo! You actually know Touya (off again on again boyfriend, status complicated rn) and Bakugou pretty well! So we get to sit pretty close, they lean against the metal corral fence as they wait for shit to clear for their section. Normally Touya is a bull rider but after Bakugou showed him up, told by the winner's belt buckle at his waist, Touya is hoping he'll kick Katsuki's ass at bronco riding.

"Cme 'ere!" Suki would should and Touya would give you a smile that makes you roll your eyes and your stomach flutter, "Ya bring this pretty emo sweetheart for me?" Katsuki has this shit eating grin, and he always flirts with your friends.

"In your dreams, sweetheart." I'd spit back and Katsuki just smiles wider, maybe he isn't used to anyone showing their teeth but you.

"Let's make it interestin shall we?" Touya rests his cheek on his dark long sleeved shirt, his hat titling from the angle, "We get top five and y'all gotta see the sunset with us."

"Touya, do you plan to steal horses, again?" Crossing your arms at his ever present deliquesce.

"Nah, Doll, four is a bit harder to get away with."

"'Sides what kinda cowboy ya take me for Goosey? I always bring my two favorites." Katsuki chimes in, clothes dusty from other events. The boys did travel often and since the last time Touya, Bakugou's main competition, got threatened from being permanently banned for getting caught sneaking the "borrowed" horses back, Bakugou brought two on their travels.

Mostly they just raced round the wildness around the arena coming back to their little camper since they traveled together, even though one worked for Endeavor Ranch and the other LOV.

"See Doll, it all works out. Me and you on one horse, Bakugou and ya pretty friend on the other." Dabi removes his hat, above to place it onto your head but I grab onto his wrist. Thanks to the quick lesson I know what it means and I know how Touya can be.

"Tsk, ya think you'll get off easy with top five? Fat chance. Goose and I are only interested in winners. So if you wanna see both of us after the show, it better be one of you in first and the other in second." With that a sweaty black cowboy hat is placed on my head, messing up my hair despite my snarl but a now hatless Bakugou just gives me a wink. Giving time for Touya to slip from my clawed grip and give you his own black hat, showing off his mess of black hair. Touya pulls you closer by the edge of your flannel, "Reckon I gotta really try now. Ya had to bring someone to rile him up huh?"

Katsuki steps on the bottom rung so he can lean over the thick metal, paint flaking onto his thick palms as he tries to get closer to my face, "Aw come on don't make such a sour face. You'll be happy I put my hat on ya later."

"Nah I think I'll be laughing when you lose." Adjusting it to sit properly, cat smile on my face "And I got a free hat."

A battle of sass and wills as we glare at one another.

The announcer breaks the stare down to call the riders to their spots and Katsuki flicks the brim of the hat up higher just to see me flash my teeth again.

"This is how I know you're new round 'ere. Ask anyone, I always win and get the prize, Sweetheart."

With that he jumps down, broad hand in his ash hair as he walks away making Touya whistle.

"If I ever wanna see first I'll need this," He yanks you by the front of your shirt, sure to make sure you don't hit the bars before his lips meld to yours, "Ya always give the best good luck kisses.

In the end Katsuki got first and Touya got second. The ride into the sunset was real nice and Touya only scared you once by making Mrs Daisy go full speed towards the horizon, he swears it's cause you were gonna lose his hat, but really it was because your joyful squeals made his chest ache something fierce.

(this turned into a ficlet and I'm sorry)

#kitten plays games 🖤🐈‍⬛ 🎮

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