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satoruwiki · 2 months

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𖣠 ꒱ THAT’S WHY I FUCKED YO' BITCH!

MINORS, AGELESS AND BLANK BLOGS DNI !!

content: nsfw; smut; afab!reader; cheater!reader; multi headcanon w jjk men; blowjob; backshots; recording; mating press; rough sex; hate sex, kinda; reverse cowgirl; not proof read lawl

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n/a: yes i was listening to hit em up by tupac when i came up w this lol. i dont condone cheating but i saw this somewhere and had to write abt it, also not me posting about cheating on valentines day lolll. english isn’t my first language and im still a rookie at writing so bear with me please! any feedback/request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3

TOJI

Toji gripped the back of your head, fucking your face relentlessly, his cock hitting your throat so good and triggering your gagging reflexes - your mascara ruined by your tears and staining your cheeks in black streaks. He was fucking seething. How dare you put him in second place? Put your boyfriend before him, really?

"Does he fuck you like I do? Does he fuck you this good?" Toji hissed, bucking his hips into your mouth. You knew he was pissed you chose to cancel your date with him to go with your boyfriend instead - the veins popping on his scowling face gave it away. His grip on you was borderline painful, giving you no breaks like he'd usually do, your jaw became sore. A fine coat of sweat stuck his dark bangs onto his forehead, his abs clenching at each deep thrust.

"No, the fuck he doesn't. Otherwise, you wouldn't be gagging on my cock right now, fuckin' whore," Toji sneered, pushing your head down til your nose touched his pubes, choking on his girth.

You dug your sharp nails into his thighs, shutting your eyes as tears rolled down. 'Too much! Too much!', you thought, hitting the side of his thigh with your hand, desperate to fill your lungs with air. Toji yanked your head back, pulling his cock out of your mouth - his fist in your hair still firm as you gasped and coughed for air.

A wicked grin crept up Toji's face as he grabbed your phone on the side of the bed. You ignored how or when he got your phone password, but your heart dropped when your camera flash pointed toward you. "T- Toji, what're you-?"

The camera focused on your dishevelled face, half-lidded eyes with cum and drool glistening around your swollen lips, barely any thought crossing your mind, too cock drunk to think. Toji let go of his grasp on your hair and pushed his thumb past your lips, keeping your mouth from closing. “Why don’t you show him how much of a slut you are, hm? Go on, show him how good of a cocksucker you are f’me,” grabbing his shaft to tap his heavy cockhead on your wet lips.

You moaned, pursing your lips to let a thread of spit fall onto his cock and sticking out your tongue to suck on his tip, your tongue lapping across his frenulum before taking him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down eagerly, pumping with your hand what your mouth couldn't reach, the salty taste of his pre and cum set on your tongue as you engulfed him in wet heat.

"That's it, good girl, milking my cock dry with those pretty lips of yours," he huffed, placing his hand back on your head, guiding your movements as he recorded you on your phone, sending each and every video to your boyfriend, who waited for you watching tv back at your place, thinking you were out with your friends.

SUGURU

Suguru yanked your head back, his hand trailing up to your throat, wrapping his thick fingers around and squeezing it enough to make you feel lightheaded. "Forget about your fucking boyfriend, darling," he said with some bitterness in his words, his lips close to your ear, "you're with me now, got it? I fuck this tight pussy more than he does anyway," he nuzzled on the side of your neck, bruising your skin as he rutted deeply, his hefty balls striking your cunt at each thrust.

You grunted, drool running down your chin and breathy moans spilling out your lipstick-smeared lips, his thrusts clouding your mind. As much as you wanted to come up with a snarky remark of yours, nothing but wanton moans came out of your mouth. The squelching of your pussy and Suguru's babbling nonsense ringing in your ears.

Suguru felt his cock pulsing when his eyes locked with yours. Your brows knit together, glaring at him with that fucking fire in your eyes. That same fire that got him going and yearning for you when he remembered you were with your so-called boyfriend and not him. He should be the one taking you on corny dates, spooning you every night in a warm embrace and fucking you dumb as he pleased, not that fucking idiot. "Fuck off Sugu, you're just a quick fuck for me," you spat, lying through your teeth.

Suguru felt a pang in his chest and his blood boiling. That's it? A quick fuck and nothing more? Lies. He buried your face on the bed, pressing your face with his foot, angling his hips to thrust deeper and harsher inside your coiling walls. "You fucking liar," Suguru rasped, his cock abusing your g-spot, "keep lying to yourself, sweetheart. We both know that's not true," he spanked the fat of your ass harshly, branding you with his handprint -a nice mark for your boyfriend to see later- your dripping cunt clenching around his dick at the stinging pain left on your skin.

He was way more than just a quick fuck to you, you knew that, but you weren't going to give him the pleasure of admitting it either (or you didn't want to admit it to yourself either). Suguru knew what it meant to be with you, yet his greediness got the better of him and craved more than a casualty with you. Changing the status between the two of you would only complicate things further for you, and you wanted things to stay just as they were, at the cost of two men's hearts.

You keened as his foot pressed you further and further against the mattress - your ass burned from the rough spanking he gave you, yet it had your back arching and toes curling. It took one more deep pound into your cunt for you to scream out his name, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your pussy fluttered and gushed on his cock.

"Shit, so damn tight," Suguru winced, fucking you through your orgasm, pumping into your sensitive pussy. He pulled out of you to turn you over your back, pressing your legs close to your chest. Suguru glided his cock up and down across your puffy lips, drawing weak mewls from you.

"I fucking hate you," he hissed, sliding inside your wet cunny with ease, picking up his brutal pace in you. Feeling dangerously close to his climax, Suguru growled, trapping your lips into a messy, passionate kiss. "I really, really hate you," he panted between smooches, his words sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than actually meaning them.

HIROMI

"Right there, huh?" Hiromi said, holding your wrists behind your back as he rocked into you. You whimpered as his cock stroked your walls tenderly, writhing underneath his slender form.

If cheating on your husband wasn't bad enough, cheating with his defence attorney made it worse.

But wasn't this karma? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It was nothing compared to the years of misery he gave you at his side. Your heart fluttered inside your chest when Hiromi spoke to you softly, his tone warm enough to melt under his touch, making sure you felt at ease with him, never pressuring you into anything you didn't want to - a great contrast to your husband's coldness and distant tone.

"You're so beautiful," his lips grazing against your flushed cheeks, "so damn perfect," Hiromi murmured, dropping soft kisses along your jawline, his left hand travelling north to cup your breast, pinching and pulling it. "He's an idiot for not seeing your worth as a woman."

Soft moans of his name fell from your lips, throwing your head back to press your lips on his, sinking your sweet sounds into the kiss. There was some doubt within you whether he meant what he said or it was just the heat of the moment since you didn't see him outside the courtrooms (and hotels). You questioned the genuineness in his words, but those words were the ones that made the heat spread under your skin and made you long for more of his affection, more of his touch, more of him.

"Hiromi," you breathed, your skin prickled as his teeth latched onto your shoulder blade, sucking and licking the bruised area gently as an apology. "You can't leave marks, you know that," you murmured with weight in your heart, worried that his love marks would be seen by your husband.

"Let him see them," he cooed, dropping a chaste kiss on your shoulder, "he still needs me to win his case anyway, and if he ever tries to land a hand on you, I can always put you in touch with a colleague and start your divorce proceedings."

Divorce, the word echoed in your mind. You'd be lying to yourself if you hadn't thought about leaving your husband, even before starting your affair with his attorney.

"I hear those gears revving; you're thinking about it, are you?" Hiromi purred, the pad of his fingers skimming feather-light over your silken smooth skin, "Leaving your excuse of a husband."

His fingers reached for your sensitive bud, circling it in eight. The thought of you becoming a free woman and him finally being able to court you appropriately got Hiromi worked up, his cock throbbing in your sweet cunt. He let go of your wrists as he picked up his pace in you, his strokes deep and lusciously suffocating.

"F-fuck, I can't wait to be able to fuck you without going behind your husband's back," he groaned, jackhammering into your cunt. You gasped at his newfound pace, fisting the silk sheets underneath. With your mind fogged in lust, you cried at the aimless swat of his hips against your ass, your legs quivering and about to give up. Hiromi was taking you to cloud nine, curling your toes in pleasure and shutting your eyes with your lips parted, his movements drawing his name from your throat in broken sobs.

"it pisses me off to see you walk away three steps behind your idiot husband after trials," he frowned, his body shuddering at the clench of your coiling walls around his girth, cream rings of your arousal coating the base of his cock.

"I think about you a lot, y'know? You and this perfect pussy of yours," he panted, kneading the fat of your ass, "do you also think about me when I'm not around? tell me."

Dizzy, you nodded, forcing your eyes to open and look back at his blissed-out face as he pounded your wet cunny. "Yesss," you slurred, pursing your wet lips into a pout, loving his strokes in your sweet spots and sending your nerves on fire, the band of coiling pleasure within you about to snap. "Hiromi, I wanna- lemme cum-" you whimpered.

Listening to your sweet pleas, he stammered, his voice dropping an octave, "Shit— Cum, baby, cum on my cock," Hiromi felt his dick pulsating at your spasming walls, also close to his climax.

Waves of pleasure washed over you as you reached your peak, collapsing onto the mattress in shattered breaths and your heart racing. Hiromi winced and pulled out, earning a whine from you at the empty feeling. Jerking himself off in erratic tugs, warm ropes of cum fell on your back down to your ass—your name on his lips as orgasmed, lolling his head back in pleasure.

The tangy smell of sweat and sex lingered in the room, the sounds of ragged breathing echoing. Fulfilled, Hiromi gulped, licking his lips wet as he plastered his body on the mattress to your side, pulling you into an embrace. "That was..." he sighed, still dazed from his high and his chest heaving, "...amazing."

SUKUNA

"Fuck- just like that, baby, bounce on my cock," Sukuna grunted quietly, squeezing on your waist as you fucked yourself on his dick, your ass juggling at each bounce.

The sounds of smacking flesh and shallow breaths echoed louder in your ears than the indistinct voices from the TV. Wanton moans were drawn out of you as he guided your movements on top of him, his cock making you forget about everything surrounding you and focus on the sensations it sent throughout your nervous system.

"Damn, you know how to fuck— this pussy always feels so tight and incredible around my cock," Sukuna rasped, his teeth latching onto his bottom lip to quiet his grunts and hear your lewd sounds. Something about you crying out his name while your cunt sucked him in so deliciously always did things to him; it made him want to hear them more often than every two weeks as your encounters occurred.

A buzzing sound echoed from the side of the bed, bringing Sukuna slightly out of his trance. Your phone screen lit up, your boyfriend's name written on it, being the third time he had called you tonight. "He never gives up, does he?" Sukuna rolled his eyes and sneered, picking your phone up.

"Leave it. I'll answer later," you panted, waving your hand dismissively as you kept up with your movements atop Sukuna— feeling too good to care about some boyfriend you had.

Sukuna's hand travelled down to your bottom cheeks, squeezing the plush of your ass. "Nah, I think I'll answer now; you keep up riding my dick," he said, pressing the green button on your phone, "hello?"

"Hello? Who's this?" your boyfriend asked, his voice carrying bewilderment in his tone.

A wicked laugh came out of Sukuna's lips as he met your thrusts with his hips, drawing louder moans out of you. "I'm fucking yo' bitch. She's a real freak in the sheets," Sukuna answered, small moans escaping him.

"What? Y're fucking with me, right?" You could hear the anger simmering in the man's voice, befuddled, "cut the bullshit, who the fuck is this?" he reiterated, his voice sharp-edged.

Ignoring the question once again, Sukuna huffed, "I'm fucking your girl— Shit- you feel so good," an impish grin tugged the corner of his lips, pumping his shaft in and out of you.

Mixed sounds of your moans and his grunts were heard through your phone. After a pregnant pause, Sukuna spoke again, "She's mine now, got it? This pretty pussy loves taking my cock in, so fuckin greedy f'me," he sighed with pleasure, jaw-slacked.

"Alright, Imma pull up and beat the shit out of you," your boyfriend finally said before hanging up, a snicker leaving Sukuna as he heard him, not worried a single bit. In fact, he was thrilled by the idea of your boyfriend trying to fight him; that way you'd finally realize who you should be with.

He dropped the phone to a side of the bed, placing now both hands on your body, ravishing in the tightness of your cunt. "'kuna, you're gonna get me in trouble," you whined, looking back at him with your brows frowned in pleasure.

"What, scared he's gonna actually come here and 'beat me up'?" Sukuna mimicked your boyfriend's voice, not really worried, "Don't worry about that; I can fight," he answered, his abs clenching and glistening in sweat and other bodily fluids as he continued on fucking you stupid.

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loaksbitch · 1 year

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ok but imagine pronebone with stepdad!jake, literally fucking you from behind while having you pressed to the mattress yes? but then the rough fuck turns to making love — oh to be his stress relieving cunt 🫦

warnings - stepdad! jake needs his own huge warning obvi, pronebone, age gap (18+ reader) tummy pressing, p in v, p penetration, dumbifcation, choking, fucking, explicit sexual content, slight hair pulling, feelings full of confusion, rough-ish sex but ends up soft, tw; stepcest!, please do attentively mind the warnings.

“stress relieving cunt.” — jake sully (⨳)

when jake sully said he was gonna fuck you stupid? he wasn’t joking a single bit.

never in your life time you thought you’ll have your jaw slightly open, leaving a hot breath out of your swollen lips and your step dad above you having you pressed face down to the mattress, fucking his stress into you

jake taking advantage of you and him being alone in the house, he loudly grunts, sinking his fat girth to your stupidity tight cunt.

“jake,” your quiet mewles push him further to devour all spots of your tightening wall. his mean thrusts delivered and knocking your breath away

you always called him dad or daddy on normal days, but right now, calling him by his first name makes his balls tighten. “keep ‘em open fr’me.” he tells you, large hand patting the back of your thigh

one of his hands holding onto your hips while the other pushes your leg a little wider, you bury your face to the pillow and cry out.

“such a dumbfuck fr’me to use, aren’t you?” you helplessly nod.

his huge body was straddling you, having you under him and between his strong thighs, the fat of your ass bouncing eveytime he hits it from the back. you’re on the verge of crying.

jake is leaning forward, pressing a sweet kiss down the nape of your neck. “how’s ma gonna feel about this when she finds out mhm?” his hand that was holding your hips comes forward to brush your hair away from your neck

“…ngh!” you only whine, not wanting to think about anything but the thick cock of his. “that shi’ turns you on huh? tightening around me?” his cock stirs inside you.

you scream to the pillow when he sank his sharp canines to your shoulder. “yo-you’re too big…” your hiccups only boosts his stamina to fuck you deeper. jake only keeps teasing you, liking how your warm walls clamp around his fat cock

“her walking up to us, walking up to me fucking her minx daughter ruthlessly on the mattress we share, she’s gonna be disappointed.”

the pleasure becomes painfully too much, your small hands try to push the man on top of you away, squirming when he fully bottoms out and sits on top of your mid thighs.

and that, right there, when you tried to push him away? yes that. that’s when you made a mistake, causing your step dad to tsk and arch his brows.

you’re awfully moaning quietly, causing him to get more and more annoyed before he’s leaning forward to snatch the pillow you’re covering your face with away from you. “jake!” you whine when the poor pillow is throwen to the floor.

“wann hear you, wanna hear your desperate cries when i fuck you.” he gently gives you sweet thrust, penetrating your tight hole. “wanna know what my stress relieving cunt sounds like.”

on eywa you feel the coil in your stomach almost threateningly snap.

“shh, my pretty girl.” jake only keeps fucking you while soothing your soft cries.

“daddy’s here for you, only for you and no one.”

the way he says he is yours makes your heart flutter, how can you stupidly fall in love with someone who’s your step father? well it’s not like you wanted to but eywa keeps bringing mess to your life.

how dumb can you be, fucking your mother’s husband?

“you’re m-mine?” you hate how you stutter but jake only smiles, closing his eyes to the pleasure you’re giving him. “yeah, i’m yours, baby. not your mamas’ but yours.” you want to cry, this is so forbidden.

“i’m only yours.” with that being said, jake suddenly pulls out from you and you’re being rolled to your back.

it hurts his heart to see how you’re crying over such a mere thing. he already showed you how he is yours and how you’re definitely his. so nothing else mattered, right? right.

your hiccups and moans are loud when he’s fucking himself back to your sweet cunt. “this is not right,” you shake your head, all the emotions hitting you. “you’re not mine, mom and you…” you’re hushed with a rough kiss, jake not wanting to hear about your mother

he doesn’t want to be rude but he really does not give a flying fuck about her. he needs you, he wants you, he loves you. and if it’s supposed to ruin everything and his career? then so be it.

your arms are wrapped on his neck, pulling him close to the kiss and whimpering when he bites on your bottom lip, hips working fast into you. “jake,” you call for him, you fucking call for him and he answers.

“i’m here baby girl, daddy’s here.” as wrong as it sounds, it’s also so fucking right.

“cum for me, yeah? give me all of it.” you don’t even blink twice, hiding yourself to the curve of his neck. you pull on his dreadlocks making him grunt. “fuck.” he hissed.

you don’t notice how his hand sneaked between your bodies until he was pressing on your pelvis, below your navel. you cry out when you feel him press onto your full tummy and partially fist on it, feeling the shape of his cock inside you

it was painful yet so pleasurable.

you let go of the pent up emotion and sexual frustration while jake looks down to where you both are connected, your slick nectar painting all on his pelvic area and your inner thighs. “oh fuck, that’s so hot, baby.” he chuckles, amused by the art you created between the both of you.

now it was him, moans and pants leaving him as his hazed amber eyes stared at yours. “gonna make me cum, baby, fuck you’re so warm and tight.”

the rough pad on his thump wiping your tears when you cry, it hurts seeing his lover girl cry. “nobody’s gonna know our dirty little secret, yeah? don’t worry.” as much as he wanted to make things public with you, he can’t hurt you and break your relationship with your mom apart.

“i love you, my girl. i love you so fuckin’ much.” he grinds his pelvis to yours, no space between you two left when he rode his climax out. he feels your body tense when he tells you he loves you.

“you don’t have to say i—“ he tried to say but your next words made him freeze on top of you.

“i love you.” his eyes slightly widen, his hands trapping your head and hips locked between your thighs. “what did you just say?” he breathes and you repeat them.

“i love yo…” you can’t even finish your words, his lips taking your swollen and scarlet red ones. you moan when he moves his hips slowly and sensually. it’s so hard and complicated,

oh how you both wanted for this to last long.

the demand for oxygen being too much, you both broke the kiss as he pressed his forehead against yours. you’re the one to giggle, cupping his jaw and placing a soft kiss under his bottom lip.

he chuckles, at least feeling lucky to have this moment with his step daughter, or should he say, lover girl.

i’m pretty sure anon who requested, “jake wants to relieve his stress, now give it to him 😈” wanted me to write bf!jake but it turned out like this, i hope you like it anon!

like + reblog are super appreciated! (ps. i’m having second thoughts this isn’t good enough)

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alanaaii · 6 months

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Hot boxin’ w connie.☆

!plug connie │ yall jus best friends

“where is my mfn’ gloss?”

you were searching through your makeup bag before you heard your phone ring. You look over and see nothing but a big red heart—it was connie— as the facetime connected you set your phone up, still looking in your makeup bag.

“what’re you doin right now ma?”

you lift your head to look at the screen. you see connie in his car, windows tinted and led lights on blue. “im looking for my lipgloss i just bought..where you going?".

“coming to pick you up. be ready.”

before you could say another word he hung up. leaving you speechless.

But you knew connie drove fast and you had to get ready quick.

you slip on some black shorts. Your undercheeks very visible. Adding a light pink tank top. you admired yourself in the mirror before sitting down and fixing your lashes and edges nothing too extra. to top it off you put on some shiny lipgloss—not the one you was looking for but this will do. As you sprayed yourself with perfume you get a text.

outside

you feel those butterflies in your tummy and tingling in your panties. connie was your best friend so why did he make you feel like this? you two shared kisses from time to time but that was it. this nigga got you in ya feels. you texted back with a simple ok.

you grabbed your small telfar bag and slid on some slides. you walk out and lock your apartment door behind you. connie was waiting outside of his car, opening the door for you. looking GOODT.

“you just get finer every time i see yo ass”

your heart was doing backflips. you gave connie a hug and smelled his strong cologne with a hint of weed. “thank you connie” you said as he led you into his car. the smell of weed literally punching you in the face. you hopped in the passenger seat and reclined the seat a little.

“thank you connie”

connie shook his head.

“naw i jus wanted to see you mama”

mann you just wanted to hop in the back seat and let this man twist your insides like a pretzel. he always knew how do make you smile.

Connie took his car off of park and began to drive. he gave you his phone to put some music on. you played a song connie only knew because of you.

playing : Leave em alone by quality control ft..

(u can replace that w any song.)

you smirk at connie knowing this song put you in your feels. you started singing acting like you was in a music video. touching connie n getting up and throwing some ass.

“fat butt sit down before you get us pulled over”

you two laughed together as you sat down.

connie soon pulled into a almost empty parking lot.

“get in the back” “what?” “you heard me”

connie got out of the car to get in the back while you just crawled to the back.

his seats in the back were comfy and warm. he pulled out a small bag and started to roll up.

“get comfy ma, you with me”

you slid your slides off as you put your legs over connie’s. you never felt scared around connie, you knew he would keep you safe no matter what. once he was done licking and wrapping, he lit it up and took the first hit, then giving it to you. you put your glossy lips on the blunt but connie didn’t care. his mind was on something else. he was focused on rubbing your thighs n feet.

you and connie talked for a while, going back and fourth with the blunt. But the car was getting hot and smokey. “con i need some air”

connie just ignored you and suddenly pressed his lips on yours. desperate whines coming from you as his tongue slithered into your mouth.

in between the kiss, you straddle him as you snake your arms around his neck. You could feel connie get hard under you. you knew where this was going. you hear connie inhale. “you smell so fucking good.”

in one quick motion connie flipped you on your back. dropping his head between your thighs. “let me taste you”

you were already soaked from the touching n kissing you didn’t want nothing more than for connie to make you cum. you slid your shorts and panties off, throwing them into the front. Legs open in front of connie. he used two fingers to spread you open, your slick lubricating his fingers as he went down on you. his pink lips kissing your pussy before he started to lick your clit. you were drowning in pleasure and ecstasy. connie was eating like it was his last meal.

“fuckkk” was the only word you could let out. as his warm wet tongue flicked your bean , your mind went blank. your legs began to shake-you knew you were coming to your breaking point. you bucked your hips on connie’s mouth as he swirled his tongue over your pussy. he held onto your thighs stopping you from moving. if the car wasn’t hot before, it was extremely hot now.

connie slid two fingers into your hole, hitting the right spot over and over again. Your orgasm building up in your core. You came all over connie’s fingers. “conniee” you cried out. he did not stop , over stimulating your cunt. you shakily pushed his head away. his chin and lips just glistening with your cum. “round 2?”

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hanasnx · 3 months

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bruce trying to explain to dick and jason that the young woman they saw in the manor is his 19 yo situationship !!

PART ONE ✩ PART TWO MINORS DNI 18+

BRUCE WAYNE cuffs his last link, and straightens out the sleeve of his dress shirt.

"I'm not sneaking around." JASON TODD insists, as if it should be obvious and he's disgusted Bruce would imply such a thing. A resentful smile replaces it as he claps a harsh hand on the back of DICK GRAYSON. "Birdie here was just helping me out, he told me you'd be gone by now. Didn't know you kept my copy." He raises the book into view and wiggles it.

"Of course, I would. It has all your annotations." Bruce replies calmly, and Jason's expression drops subtly. Bruce approaches you and adjusts the blanket you held so you'd be more covered up. "Why don't you go freshen up? The car's waiting." Your cheeks heat even more than before, you're sure he can see the color bloom on them and spread to your forehead. He's not the least bit interested in your nightgown that the boys commented on, instead keeping warm and rough hands on your shoulders protectively.

"Hold on a sec', who is this?" Jason has the need to be combative, especially after the flash of vulnerability he displayed. He gestures to you with the book. "Getting younger every year, aren't they, Bruce?" A wolfish grin spreads onto his lips, his canines glinting in the firelight and you frown at his rude implications, talking about you like you're not even there.

"She's my date for tonight." Bruce replies coolly, and you glance between them, puzzled over how he keeps such a level head around someone intent to get under his skin. You were alone five minutes with Jason and he'd managed to annoy you. Bruce somehow senses your unease, and meets your gaze, a soft glow in his eyes.

"Yeah, Bruce, I'm with Jason here. She looks younger than us." Dick has joined in on the conversation that apparently does not include you. "Are you sure that's the kind of statement you wanna make?"

"This conversation is over." A harder tone takes root within Bruce's voice as he commands, and you've had enough.

"Hello? Why are you all talking like I'm not here?" you demand, looking between their expressions of varying shock. "I'm the Ice Princess of Gotham, goddamnit, I won't be ignored!"

A snicker breaks out from Jason, who pats Dick's arm with the back of his hand. "Damn, the kindergartner's got a mouth on her." Dick does not engage in the banter, batting Jason's hand away with a scolding, "Jason."

"I'm tired of this!" you declare, and bunch up the blanket, rolling it up and tearing at it with your claws before throwing it to the ground. "I hope you have fun going to whatever-it-is by your-self, Bruce. I'm going to spend my time with people more civilized." you hiss, proudly sticking your nose in the air as you go to the exit.

"Tell 'em, baby! You go, girl!" Jason jeers after you, "A little more ass next time, that nightgown's too long."

Dick has the urge to shove Jason into the fire, but now that they're adults it's not as feasible as when they grew up around each other. "You're a piece of shit, you know that?" he tells him, but it's more or less tired.

Jason side-eyes him with a shrug. "I knew she couldn't handle it. I'm a tough pill to swallow, and a little princess like that needed some humbling."

"Who says? Jesus, Jason, you think everyone needs to be taken down a peg."

"So, Bruce, what were you celebrating tonight? Her sweet sixteen?" That grin stretches back onto Jason's countenance as he interrogates his former mentor. "Finally sick of pussy your age?"

"She was a distraction." Bruce answers, passing through the two boys. All of the polite inhibition from before is lowered, the playboy veil gone now that you've left the room. All that's left now is Batman, and he opens the window. Dick and Jason's eye follow his back as the cold night air hits them. "Penguin and Batman are at odds, and if Bruce Wayne is the center of controversy, the tabloids don't even notice the dealings of a vigilante." He watches you enter a cab in a huff, your longcoat thrown over your nightgown and heels, and drive off. He turns to Jason, and tips his head toward the open window. "I'm assuming this is how you got in, so out you go."

"This is the fourth story, Bruce."

"So you'll have no trouble."

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ayeyolooo · 4 months

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Memory lane

2,000+ words!😓 pt 2

Yo yall what ever happened to that y/n girl?"connie asked leaning back on his chair. Eren just chuckled.

"Mann I don't know but I couldn't stand her." Eren laughed. Armin just shook his head. "Okay what did she do to y'all though?" Armin asked feeling bad about the way they used to treat you.

"She used to be a big ass snitch." Eren chuckled out. "Okay well we're grown now all that was kiddie shit." Connie said shaking his head. "Yeah I felt bad for her." Mikasa said sitting in cross cross apple sauce. "Yeah me too." Armin said,playing with his rings.

"I wonder what she's doing now." Mikasa lifted her head from Connie's lap and fixed her hair. Everyone shrugged. "Y'all know her mama the principal of our school right?" Sasha asked shoving noodles in her mouth.

"Word?" Connie asked sitting up. "Yeah ms. L/n??" Eren nodded. "Ohhhhh shiittt that's where I remember her last name from." Connie said placing his fist over his mouth.

You laid your baby hairs as paris and london sat on your bed waiting for you. You finished and put all of your hair things back onto your vanity. "Your hair is cute ma." Paris said winking and leaning back on her arms. You just smiled as you got dressed.

You took your shirt off leaving you in your bra. Your nipple piercing poked from your bra. "Bro y/n did that hurt?" London pointed to your nipple piercing. "Kinda." You chuckled as you pulled a shirt over your head, you slid on some black biker shorts .

You went in your closet and grabbed your black ysl sandals . Your shirt showed your back tattoo and your biker shorts showed your thigh tattoo.

Your speaker began playing 'what I like' by famous dex. You leaned on your bed and you began to twerk. "AYE AYE AYEEEEEEE." Paris recorded and slapped your butt. "DONT GIVE EM TOO MUCH NA Y/NNNNN." London. "You turned around to the camera and looked it up and down and stuck your tongue out showing your tongue piercing ,before turning around and twerking.

All of y'all just laughed and you stopped. You pulled your shorts down and grabbed your jacket. "Can we post it n/n?" They asked at the same time. "Yeah sure." You smiled. They mean mugged eachother. "There you go copying me again." They both said it at the same time.

"STOP COPYING ME LONDON."

"STOP COPYING ME PARIS."

The both of them said at the same time. You just laughed before facepalming.

"Alright y'all done?" You smiled. The both of them rolled their eyes at eachother before nodding their heads.

"Damn..who ever this is gotta fat ass." Connie's eyes widened at the post made by the 'londonparistwins.' Armin's head whipped over to Connie's phone so fast that he could've caught whip lash. He looked at his phone and his face grew red. Eren and Sasha looked.

"Gyatttt." The both of them said at the same time. "Aye she looks familiar." Mikasa said walking over to the group. "Right.." Eren said.

He reached over Connie's shoulder and he paused it when your face was showing. "It's bothering me that I know her face I just don't know her name." Eren whispered,with his breath fanning on Connie's ear.

Connie whipped his head around and smacked eren in the forehead. "Move bitch." Armin and Sasha started laughing loudly. As eren groaned and held his face. "School bout to start in a lil bit,y'all wanna go see what they got in the mall??" Armin nodded,"yeah sure." Everyone agreed. They all walked to their rooms and got dressed.

Armin wore a white compression shirt with a grey nike jacket and matching sweatpants and his white air forces. Don't worry they were clean. Unlike Sasha armin made sure to keep his shoes clean Mikasa walked out of her room wearing a mini skirt with a cropped top and some hightopped heel boots.

Armin's face just scrunched up as mikasa walked out into the living room. "How the fuck yoy walking in them??" Mikasa just laughed. Which showed off her smiley piercing. "The same way you walk in your slides." She shot back. Armin just chuckled and waited for everyone to finish getting dressed.

As everyone got into erens car he drove to the Nearest mall. They parked and everyone got out. They walked around getting stuff em for school. Making sure that it was appropriate. But that only applied to Sasha and mikasa.

Yeah real sexist school if you'd tell me. Anyways the group walked around with eachother. Their bags started to multiply as they went in the variety of stores. "Okay I'm hungry as shit." Connie said as everyone passed the food court. "Yeah I wanna eat something." Mikasa shrugged. Everyone made their ways to the different restaurants and orders their food. Connie and Sasha went to McDonald's, eren ,armin's and mikasa went to Panda Express.

As everyone orders their food armin looked out of the restaurants window and seen a group of girls passing by. They all were laughing with eachother as they went into a nearby shoe store.

Armin's eyes squinted. He noticed that them was them twins and that girl that he seen on Connie's phone. He just cleared his throat and moved up in the line. He ordered his food and stood to the side.

"Yo armin." Eren said catching armin's attention. "Yeah?" Armin replied. "I'm gonna go sit with the group out there." Eren pointed to the table where Connie, Sasha and mikasa are all sitting at. "Okay." He replied and waited for his food.

"Yeah gurl they look like them kids that made me leave from titans middle." You whispered to paris and london. Paris just mean mugged the table as you all walked into the Panda Express.

"It's okay though cause I met you all." You said smiling and wrapping your arms around the twins. They just laughed and walked up to the line.

"Hello what can I get you today?" A worker asked smiling at you. "Oh can I get um a steak bowl?" You asked looking at the menu. "Of course! The steak is now going on the grill, do you mind waiting?" She worker asked tapping on the screen and looking over to you.

"Of course!" You smiled. She smiled and asked you to move to the side where one other person was standing. As you walked over you were on your phone not paying attention.

You stood in the line as armin looked around the store trying to see if there was anything he missed while he was waiting for his food. Armin looked at you and his heart dropped down to his butthole. "Y/n?" Armin called out.

You lifted your head up from your phone and your head jerked back trying to see who called you. You looked infront of you and you seen this tall fine white man.

His undercut was messy,and he had nice plump pink lips. He had an arm sleeve tattoo and a nose piercing. His hands seemed to have some type of ink on it. His blue eyes started down at you with dead eyes as you looked at him. "Armin..?" You asked. "Hi y/n." Armin said smiling and tucking his hands in his pocket.

"ARMINNNN!!" You ran and jumped on him as he caught you. "Hi y/n." He chuckled out placing his tatted hand underneath your plump butt. Your slide fell off as you wrapped your legs around his small waist. The bystanders eating their food all awe’d at the wholesome moment infront of them.His arms flexed as he held you. He gently placed you down as you slide your biker shorts down and hopped over to your shoe since you didn't want your foot touching the ground. Armin seen that you were trying to get your shoe so he bent down and slid your shoe on your foot.

You held onto his shoulder as you balanced. "So how have you been?" He asked smiling down at you.

"I've been good." You chuckled slowly. He nodded. "That's good." He said looking at you. "I'm so sorry how we left off." Armin apologized. "Boy please that was long ago ion care bout that we was kids." You chuckled. Armin just looked down in guilt as you laughed.

"Boy relax you good I promise." You laughed and covered your mouth.

Oh my she's so cool.. and her nails are beautiful.

"Aye..who armin talking to??" Connie looked into the Panda Express window and seen you and armin talking. "Wait shit who is that!!?" Eren asked squinting.

"Why should it matter who it is?? If armin wants to tell us then he will stop being weirdos and spying on him." Sasha brought her Big Mac up to her mouth and took a big bite.

Connie just mean mugged her. "Okay ms.disco ball." Sasha just rolled her eyes and chewed her food before swallowing. "Ya mama.." she said rolling her eyes.

"Your ankles." Connie shot back as Sasha just waved him off and brought her milkshake straw up to her lips and drank some.

"Yo mf granny." Sasha said mean mugging him and sipping more of her milkshake. "Where your man at?" Connie asked mugging her. "Cause obviously Niccolo ain't putting in work cause yo ass still built like a door." Mikasa choked on her sprite as eren covered his mouth and Jean choked on his chicken sandwich.

Mikasa just bursed out laughing as Jean and eren joined her. "Bald head bitch." Sasha said mugging him and cracking a smile.

Armin stuffed his hands inside of his pockets as the both of you talked. "I haven't seen you since middle school." Armin said as you nodded.

"Yeah,I needed to get away." You said with a little smile. "Y'all wasn't very nice to me." You said with a closed lip smile. "I'm so sorry for that,we was all dickheads and if I'm being honest all of us had a crush on you." Armin admitted.

You choked on your spit as he just chuckled out. "Even mikasa?" You asked. "Yes,even mikasa." He said with a pearly white smile.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"Oh." You said cracking your knuckles. "Y/n! Armin!" One of the workers called both you and armin. The both of you looked towards the lady and walked.

The both of you traded instagrams and followed eachother back.

You grabbed your food and Armin grabbed his. "Do you want to go and see them?" Armin asked as you shook your head no. "Nah not yet." You said smiling and holding your food. Armin just licked his lips and looked you up and Down slowly.

"Boyyy don't be looking at me like datttttt." You said covering your mouth. "My bad ma." He said. "Can I get your number?" He asked,and you placed your hand up to your chin tapping it almost as if you were in thought. You were obviously joking. Armin just shook his head and laughed.

"Yeah." You said as armin handded you his phone,and you handed him your phone. You were cheesing real hard as he was also smiling with a lil red on his cheeks.

"Ight imma speak to you later?" Armin looked at you. "Yeah." You said. He brought you into an hug and rocked you from side to side. You pulled away and waved at him before catching up to paris and london.

Everyone watched as armin walked back to the table with a neutral face,the only reason he wasn't cheesing real hard like he was in the inside was because he didn't have time for them being all in his business.

"Soooo who was that? She was fine as hellll." You would be surprised.

"Why yall in my business?" He asked sitting down and opening his steak bowl and taking a spoon full. He looked up and seen the whole table looking at him.

"Who was it?" Sasha asked. Connie sucked his teeth. "Werent you the one talm bout 'oh leave him alone that's his private life.' Connie said in a high pitched voice,mocking Sasha.

"Haha funny dickhead." Sasha sarcastically said and rolled her eyes at him. "She's an old friend." He simply said and sipped on his drink. "Why you always lyinggggggg." Jean started off. "Ohhhh my Godddddd." Connie sung. "Stop fucking lyingggggg." Sasha finished.

"Listen ion gotta tell y'all everything that I do." Armin said standing his ground and staying quiet with his answers.

Eren just sipped his straw as he scrolled through Instagram. "OHHH SHIT." Eren suddenly shouted drawing the attention of other shoppers. "Fuck y'all looking at?" He shouted as the quicky turned their heads.

Sasha quietly giggled as Connie chuckled and shook his head. "I found that shawty that he was talking to" eren said finding your tag on instagram. "They tagged her in the corner and I found ittt." Eren said tapping on your profile. He sucked his teeth. "It's private." He said as everyone but armin groaned.

Armin just smiled and bit into his straw. "Ohhh so his behind over there laughing cause he following her." Connie said cutting his eyes at armin. Armin just shrugged and stood up. "Ight I'm finna go home." Armin said clapping everybody up and leaving.

As he was leaving a short petite girl came walking into armin's way. "Hey." Armin just looked down at the gurl with a straight face. "Yo." He said. "Can I get your Instagram? So we could talk? I find you really attractive." She said. Armin sipped his drink. "Nah." He said before walking off.

Mikasa,and Sasha winced from afar and slightly cringed at the awkwardness flowing their way

I’m sorry if it was boring and too long😓. Are they too long 😖? Anyways Jesus loves you ml🫶🏾!

#ayeyolooo #black y/n #onyankopon x black y/n #aot x black reader #aot x reader #black reader #x black fem reader #aot x black y/n #armin alert x chubby reader #armin arlert #armin x black reader #armin x y/n #armin x black y/n

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orphicdreamers-wp · 4 months

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When Emma Falls In Love — Luke Hughes

Summary: In which watching your roommate Emma and her trials of love, makes you realize your in love with your best friend

Content Warning; Heartbreak, Insecurities, Pining Luke & Oblivious Reader, UMich Luke

Pairing: Fem Reader & Luke Hughes

You were sprawled across Emma’s bed scrolling through your instagram feed as Emma tried on various outfits for whatever date she was going on tonight. You spoke as you tossed your phone on the bed beside you, “You barely know this guy Em, why are you stressing over your outfit?” Emma shrugged, “It’s easy to go on dates, keeping guys is hard. I don’t know how you and Luke do it.” Your cheeks flushed red, “I’ve told you a million times me and Luke aren’t a thing.” Emma shrugged, “Maybe you should be.”

You sighed and rolled off the bed, “He’d never see me like that, wear the pink dress and the silver heels. Hair down pink lipstick no lashes.” You walked out of her bedroom and laid on the couch and turned it on to whatever old timey movie was playing. You scrolled on your phone debating on what to doordash for your dinner. Emma walked out of her room and struck a pose in front of you.

You looked up from your phone and smiled, “You look amazing Em. Have fun.” The doorbell rang and Emma scurried to the door with a huge grin on her face as she opened the door. James or Jake stood on the opposite side of the door holding a bouquet of flowers. Emma smiled and placed the flowers in a vase by the door as she waved bye to you and headed out.

Two weeks later you were in the same position, laying on the couch as Emma slipped on a pair of UGG boots. You looked up from your psychology textbook, “What’s tonight’s occasion?” Emma smiled, “One of the hockey guys asked me to go to some ice skating rink with him and some hockey guys. Didn’t Luke ask you?” You shook your head, “Nope, he’s been ghosting me anyways.” Emma smiled as she slipped her coat over her shoulders, “You have to put yourself out there honey.” You shrugged as you shut your book, “Maybe someday.”

Luke let out a deep breath as he paced outside your door, Dylan had tried to get Luke to ask you out to the ice skating rink tonight. He was sweaty and panicked as he stood on the other side of the door holding flowers. He rang the doorbell and turned around in panic as the door opened. Your voice filled his ears, “Em, your dates here!” Luke felt his hands clam up, “No Y/N wait, I’m here for you. I was wondering if you’d go to this thing with me tonight?”

You smiled at your best friend, “Sure Luke, what are friends for?” Luke felt his mouth dry up, “Okay. Do you want me to wait for you or do you want to meet me there?” You smiled, “You can come in Luke, I’ll be like 10 minutes.” You went to your room and pulled on a pair of jeans and a UMich hoodie. You pulled your hair out of your face and slipped on a pair of boots. You entered the living room where Luke sat on your coach awkwardly.

You smiled, “Let’s go.” Luke smiled as the two of you headed for his car. The drive to the ice skating rink was awkward to say the least. You had gotten to the ice rink and in record time you, Emma and Rutger’s girlfriend Parker were off skating away from the boys to regroup. Parker smiled at you, “So Y/N, you and Luke?” You shrugged, “I don’t think so. I don’t think he sees me like that.” Parker shrugged, “Well your boys on his way towards us. Better find out.”

You smiled softly as Luke approached you and held his arm out, “Can we talk?” You nodded, “Sure Luke, let’s skate for a bit.” Luke intertwined your hands as you skated around for a bit and eventually stopped near the center of the rink. Luke spoke breathlessly and rushed out, “I love you.” You looked at your best friend confused, “I love you too Luke, your the best person I know.” Luke shook his head, “No, you don’t understand. I’m in love with you. I mean I wake up and I think about you. I go to sleep and I think about you. I just am so in love with yo-”

You cut him off by smashing your lips against his. His lips immediately were on yours. You pulled away breathlessly, “I’m in love with you too Luke Warren Hughes. You are the one constant in my life.” You pressed your forehead against Luke’s as you held his face in your hands. You were broken out of your daze by Emma’s loud squeals. You looked up at the falling snow around you. Luke grinned sheepishly, “How’s that for a first kiss?” You smiled up at him, “With you? It’s perfect.”

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br4tphobia · 11 months

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twinnem!! give me the top three times ony everrrrrr made his girl squirt!! like…….the top 3 most toe curling body jiggling eye rolling times hes made his boo buss it the FUCK open

AAA hey mama twwinnnn !!!! 🤭🤭 — omg its giving squirt contest ???!?!??! (scold me if this isnt to ur liking . 😞😞😞)

minors dni pls 😭

#1 .. your first time, telling him you never squirted 🤷🏾‍♀️

"are you serious.?" his tone is in disbelief, shocked by your words. "yes onyann!" — "You wanna try it? itll feel good, baby." "fuck it, sure.." next thing you know you find yourself exposed infront of your boyfriend, legs held up as he fingers you. “cmon mama.. you got it..” his voice is hushed in your ears, kissing and sucking on your neck. squirming around his fingers roughly abusing your walls, the pad of his thumb brushing on your clit every few flick of his wrist. he was determined to complete his task, nothing else was on his mind. your whimpers n moans are louder by the second, something overwhelming n heavy coming. the feeling of your pussy getting wetter and fluttering around his fingers, your body gets weaker, not being able to hold your legs up like onyan had warned you. slowly lowering your legs, his lips leave yours with his other hand wrapped on your neck, “hold em, baby.” he warns you with a light squeeze. — “f-fuck im sorry papa..!” more and more aching thrusts to your poor pussy that overwhelming feeling approaching you again, knowing what you hopefully thought was gonna happen “papa..papaa!” gripping on his biceps when you finally break. “there you go mama, doesnt that feel good?” cooing in your ear with a couple slaps to your wet cunt blocking your juices splashing on his abdomen a few times. “yes.. oh my god..” “told you.”

#2 ony punishing you for actin out 🤭

“lost that attitude.” his tone is warningly, swiping n typing whatever on his phone. “shut up talkin to me. pissin me the fuck off..” — “bet” you smack your lips with a roll to your eyes. “youre going to do..?” waiting for a response from the man paying no attention to you, all was heard was pure silence which was loud. “just keep that same energy.” meanwhile… “shittt .. im sorry papa!” your voice cracks at his mean pace — “shut that shit up mama.” your head was pushed into the mattress, your pussy aches fro m multiple orgasms in a row but it feels so good, face down your ass up, drool seeping out the corner of your moth, hair being pulled to go deeper in your guts, clawing at the sheets, not being able to do anything but curse n moan while he destroy yo shit. a harsh slap goes to your ass, ripples displaying from constantly being pushed back into his lower abdomen. due to loss of balance you lean off the bed a bit, “aht, where you goin?” — “nowhere baby, oh my godd” whining at his words, regretting your actions. he grabs you by your next to hold you in place, more and more fast, harsh stinging strokes piercing your insides he triggers that one spot. “slow down oya— fuuck!” silent screams leaving you breathless as you gush all over his dick, his pelvis glistening from your liquified orgasm. “mhm~..shit..” stroking you deep to spark more out of you. “might js forgive you for that..but you can give me one more, right?” “wait baby fuck.. shitshitshit” another slap to your ass, cursing n whining at the pleasurable pain. “i asked you a question, answer.” “yes! i can papa..” “thats what i like to hear.”

#3 a lil intimate moment with ony pounding up into you while u ridin 😋

“just like that mama..fuck you ride this dick so good..” moaning n groaning all up in eachothers ear, his hands gripping on you ass with your arms wrapped around his neck. your breasts bouncing beautifully in his face, taking one into his mouth. your nipple leaving the warm wetness soon with the pressure put on your back. his arms wrapped around your waist causing your breath to hitch,, “relax..let papa feel on his pretty girl, yeah?” “mm.. kay.” mumbled through you being lost in the pleasure. onyan tightens his arms around you and starts bucking his hips up, “baby! mphh!” burying your face in the crook of his neck to lower your pornographic sounds, “let me hear you, princess.” the instinct to lift your head up just like he asked took over, your loud moans filling his ears. “papa im gonna—“ cut off my your explosive orgasm. still being fucked through it roughly, dripping onto the silk sheets on the mattress, covering the both of you in your own juices. “makin’ a mess for me?” “m’sorry baby…” , “nono it ain nothing new, so why apologize?” “boy..”

#˗ˏˋ꒰ val you got a message ! 🫂 ꒱#onyankopon #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black reader #onyankopon x reader #onyankapon #onyankopon smut #attack on titan #snk smut #aot smut #aot imagines #attack on titan smut #﹕🪽・vals drabbles ! ・✩#⟢﹒💙﹕mama twin val !

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tootiecakes234 · 6 months

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The Bet

Part 1

Warnings: smut(MDNI)

You and Katsuki make a bet to see who can go the longest without sex.

This all starts because you’re in bed with Katsuki and he’s trying to keep you there. You have plans to go out with your friends, but he’s trying to lure you with sexy time to stay with him tonight.

“Kit Kat, baby, this girls night has already been rescheduled twice. I can’t cancel again. I-I’m going.”, you try your best to sound stern but he’s pressing kisses up your neck and along your jaw. Asshole knows those are tender spots.

“Mmmm, do you remember when you canceled the first time?? It started off just like this.” His voice is low and thick. Dammit, your legs automatically squeeze together.

“Yes, I do remember actually. Which is why it won’t be happening again Kat. Yo- No! No!” He’d started sliding his hands down your stomach. You know that if he got those thick fingers of his inside your panties, you’d end up just like last time.

You roll yourself away from him and get to your feet. When you look over at him he’s half way from under the sheet with his muscled chest and arms on display. He’s also sporting that sexy ass smirk of his.

“ You need to learn how to keep your hands off of me.”, you give him a firm look and all he does is chuckle.

“Y/n, You’re saying that shit now, but you don’t say it when you’re cumming because of ‘em…. But if that’s what you want, I can do that.”, he says all smug.

“You can do what?”, you ask him suspiciously. You start moving about getting yourself together so you can leave soon.

Katsuki’s watching you for a reaction, “ I’ll keep my hands off you.… that is until you beg me.”, he says it so casually. Like you’ve already started begging him. Like he’s already won a game you haven’t started playing yet.

You stare him dead in the eye, “ Please! Katsuki, you wanna play that game with me?? If anything you’ll be on your knees begging me to give you some. You’re an addict.”

You notice the gleam in his eye before he even speaks, “ Ha, me beg?. You living in the same reality as me?? Oh!! This is what your friends mean when they call you “delulu””.

“Babe, have I ever told you how funny you are?? Ha ha… cuz if I did I was lying. I do wanna play your game tho, but we gotta make it interesting.”, you’re grinning at him now.

The two of you are beyond competitive. You knew this was gonna be fun.

“ Ok then, we make a bet. No more sex starting now and the first one to cave, which is gonna be you, loses. Winner gets to decide on the punishment.”

“You’re on. I need to decide my punishment quick. You’ll probably fold before tomorrow.”, you answer him in the cheekiest tone you can muster.

Katsuki gets up from the bed, walks over to you, and leans down to your ear to whisper, “ You have no fucking idea what you just got yourself into sweet girl, but I look forward to hearing you beg for me.”

Fuck, that got you a little. Your mouth is slightly open when he pulls back from you and he’s grinning. He knows it got to you.

“You don’t wanna keep your friends waiting, hurry up and get dressed. I’ll drop you off.”

The bastard already thinks he’s won. Well he’s gotta another thing coming. You aren’t going down without a fight.

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

#imagine #bakugou x reader #mha fanfiction #bakugou drabble #drabble #katsuki bakugo mha #bakugo headcanons #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #fluff #katsuki fanfic #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugou imagine

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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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kinktober 25 with rindou!!! 🔛🔝 kanto manji uniform

A/N: Honestly Rindou in uniform brain go brr. I am a firm believer that 18/19 year old Rindou is an obnoxious show off, fluffing his feathers up whenever he can. Cocky little shit in this fic and I'm into it. I hope you like it!! Mwuah!!

Uniform x Haitani Rindou

Your head was pounding. The bright light of your computer making you miserable--you’ve been trying to study the same material for the last three hours, and you were growing tired of trying. You thought if you kept looking at the screen your head would combust. It was time to take a break. Stretching your arms over your head, you felt all the joints release a crack that had you groaning. Looking around you realized you were the only one left in the library of your university. At least in your general area. Looking down at your phone you realized not only was it well into the evening but you had three missed phonecalls from your boyfriend. ‘Shit’. You gathered your things as quickly as you could into your bag and slung it over your shoulder before giving him a call back. It only rung once.

‘Jesus Christ would it kill you to pick up the phone?’ He sounded annoyed but you knew better than to think it wasn’t him just masking it to not show how worried he really was about you. ‘Thought I was gonna have to fuck some people up to find you’ You rolled your eyes, smiling as he spoke. Always so dramatic.

“Sorry, Rin, I was in the library and I lost track of time. I have that big test coming up you know? Just want to be prepared.” You sighed, thinking that when you got back to your dorm you should try studying some more, even if it’s another part of the curriculum. There was never enough time to digest all the information your shitty ass professors wanted you to learn but somehow you needed to figure it out. ‘You’re stressing yourself out too much, just relax babe.’ You snorted on the line, biting your tongue. As if the amount of times your gang affiliated boyfriend knocking on your student housing apartment covered in bruises and blood that may or may not be his didn’t stress you out. “Yeah yeah, I’m heading home now though, stay on the phone with me?” ‘ Of course, baby.’

You’d gotten off the phone with Rindou a few minutes before getting to your door, saying he needed to finish a few loose ends before giving you a call again. So imagine your surprise when you walk into your one bedroom with none other than Rindou already inside. “Jesus!” You gasped, holding onto your chest like your heart was going to pop out. “You can’t just!....” your scolding trailed off, eyes scanning the new clothing on him. Rindou smirked, uncrossing his legs from your couch and leaning back, arms splayed behind the couch. “Whatcha lookin’ at, pretty girl?” You shook your head, trying to pull yourself out of a daze and dumping your bag at the door, along with your shoes. “What are you wearing, Rin? I’ve never seen that.” You mumbled, making your way over to him and sitting with your legs up to your chest next to him on the sofa.

“We got new uniforms. You like ‘em?”

Like was the understatement of the century. You loved it. It looked so clean, white made him look real cleaned up. Plus, even if you hated it (not really, you lair) seeing bright blood splatters on the crisp linen would be bad ass (as long as it’s not his!) But you had to play it cool, so you nodded, casually picking at your nails. He knew you better than that. Rindou patted his thigh with a grin, “come here, pretty. You’re too far.” he couldn’t help but coo when he saw how you scrambled from your corner onto his lap, hands running across his shoulders and thumbing the lapels. “It’s nice, Rinnie..” you whispered, feeling the embroidery on the sides of the sleeves. Your head was in turmoil: the new uniform was definitely doing it for you, trying your best to contain your horny little brain. “You look...good, in white.” He let you keep tracing the fabric, seeing your pupils dilate and your mouth part. It was kind of hot, seeing how horny you were getting just by seeing him in uniform. Maybe he’d have to stop by after meetings more often.

“What are you thinking, baby?” Rindou grabbed your jaw, making you look up at him with flushed cheeks. “Nothing!” Your voice cracked, clearing your throat before trying again. “Nothing.” He hummed, peering over his glasses. “You wanna fuck?” “Rin!” He couldn’t help but laugh, at how sweet you were for him, really. How he landed you and had you stick around he’ll never know. “Come on baby, lemme fuck the stress outta you. Missed you today.” He mumbled against your skin, kissing your jaw, trailing down your neck, pulling at your shirt to expose a shoulder and bite at the juncture that met your throat. You gasped, holding on tightly at the lapels of the jacket and bucking your hips onto him. “Missed you too, Rindou...” a hand made its way to his long locks, scratching at his scalp while he continued to give you attention. His hands made their way to your chest, grabbing and groping at your tits. “Strip for me, baby.” His voice held authority, your skin feeling like it was on fire. You nodded, getting up from his lap to practically rip your clothes off of you. “Does my pretty baby like my uniform?” He teased, cupping your ass when you stood between his legs. “Mhm” You nodded, moving to sit back on his lap but he stopped you with a hand. “Why don’t you suck me off, pretty girl?” felt much less like a question and more like a demand, one you couldn’t say no to. You knelt between his legs, shaky hands unbuckling his belt and zipping down the pants--pulling out his hardened cock from its confines. He spread his legs wide, making himself bigger. One hand smoothed down your hair while the other lay behind the couch. “Go ahead baby, show me how much you like my uniform.”

Your lips were on him in an instant. Pressing wet sloppy kisses on his head and shaft, tongueing his cock. He held his hand on your head, not moving you but keeping pressure. He lifted his hips slightly when you moved to take him in your mouth, pressing his cock into your cheek and seeing it bulge. “Fuck, baby, look so good taking my big dick.” your lashes fluttered at the praise, slurping his cock into your mouth. You were messy, drooling already with spit bubbling at the sides of your mouth. Rindou moaned above you, throwing his head back in pleasure when he saw just how nasty you were sucking him off. “Didn’t know this would do it for you” he laughed, taking your hair in his hand like a makeshift ponytail. “Wanna come see me fight like this? In my uniform? I’d win, and fuck you right after.” Your pussy clenched around nothing, pushing yourself to take more of him. You looked at him through teary lashes, nose touching his pubes as you gurgled around him. “Fuck! Just like that, slutty baby, keep going.” You whimpered around his cock, taking him just how he wanted it. You’d do whatever he asked when he was dressed like this, mind completely turning into mush. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth, flicking your wrist and jerking him as you suckled on his tip, laving your tongue over the slit. Rindou hissed, pulling your hair to tip your head back, his own hand taking over for yours and jerking his cock. “Open your mouth, baby, gonna shoot my load over your face.” He panted, taking a mental picture of you sitting so pretty with your hazy eyes unfocused and tongue lolling out, waiting patiently for his cum. He moaned, bucking his hips as he shot sticky ropes of cum on your tongue and face, dripping from your forehead to your cheeks, smearing what was left on his tip on your tongue, giving it a few smacks before leaning back and letting go of your hair.

“Fuck babythat was so hot.” He exhaled deep, hoisting you up from your knees back onto the couch. His fingers rubbed at your pussy, that had been dripping onto your floor. He grinned wicked, pressing his already hardening cock between your pussy lips.

“Now I’m gonna fuck you with it on, okay baby?”

#milk writes #rindou haitani x reader #tokyo revengers rindou #rindou haitani #haitani rindou #rindou x reader #rindou smut #tr rindou #rindou tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #haitani rindou x reader #haitani rindou smut #tokrev #tokyo revengers #milk kinktober

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jeansplaytoy · 9 months

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Cascade ~ e.yeager

you go to Cascade with your girl friends and get a friendly lil greeting from Eren Yeager himself.

language, sexual references, didn’t proof read.

“can you give me my skates?” you tilt your head at the person at the counter. “can you give me ya number?” he tilted his head along with yours. you looked him up and down. “boy, you ain’t even worth getting my instagram.” you said before grabbing your roller skates and walking over to your friends, mikasa and sasha.

the music was loud as hell and some people smelled like alcohol, even though it wasn’t even allowed in the building.

“what took you so long?” mikasa looked up at you while putting her roller skates on. “boys being boys. childish ass.” you shook your head before sitting down.

you loosened the laces on your skates before tying them up and doing the same thing with the other one. “girl, i lowkey wanna be single.” mikasa said to you. “i thought you was dating jean.” sasha said, looking at mikasa before standing up, trying to keep her balance.

“no, we talk. he ain’t that cute.” mikasa rolled her eyes before standing up, along with you. “niggas ain’t shit.” you tapped their shoulders before rolling yourself towards the floor where everyone was. you started gliding your feet, holding hands with sasha and mikasa as they kept up with you.

“oh my god, who is that blonde boy over there?” sasha smiled, biting her lip and pointing over to the blonde. “girl, that’s niccolo.” mikasa laughed. “you wanna talk to ‘em? i heard he shy.” you said, raising your eyebrows as you started to curve at the slight turn. “hold up.” sasha giggled before rolling over to the side of the rink. you and mikasa shook your heads. “she’s crazy as hell.” mikasa mumbled.

from across the rink, where all the boys sat, eren was eyeing you. “yo, con’. who is that?” he leaned over to his friend connie. “what? oh, shit. that’s y/n.” connie smiled and shook his head, leaning back while moving his legs to roll his skates on the ground a little. “mannn, i would do some things nobody know to that woman.” he shook his head with a smile, his diamond jewelry on his canine flashing with the lights.

“man, she don’t want yo ass. that’s eren girl.” ony nudged connie while putting his skates on. eren laughed and shook his head. “nah… but she could be.” eren shrugged while tying up his skates. “yo’ ass too scary, you ain’t gon’ holler at her. and ony, youn know that the hell you talkin bout. i know she’ll let me hit.” connie smirked as you came back around the rink, visible to everyone with mikasa.

“who scared? i’ll talk to her right now, prolly have her number by the end of the night.” eren chuckled while scanning your body. “and she can skate too? shittt.” ony shook his head. “and her ass fat? shitttt.” connie leaned up, resting his elbows on his thighs. “somebody talk to her.” he said, looking at eren and ony.

“yo’ ass scared, huh.” eren shook his head at connie. “ain’t nobody scared- man, i’ll call her right now.” connie grinned while looking at you. “do it.” ony mumbled.

“aye mikasa!” connie yelled out, making you and mikasa stop and turn around. “nigga, we talkin bout y/n, not mikasa.” ony said. “i know that.” connie whispered while you and mikasa rolled over to them. “what?” mikasa frowned at connie. honestly, he was like her annoying little brother. “go get me some more roller skates, mines too big.” he said. that was obviously a lie.

“connie, why do you always insist on bothering me?” mikasa crossed her arms and squinted.

you on the other hand couldn’t keep your eyes off of eren. he wasn’t fine or anything… maybe, but the way he looked you up and down effortlessly, it made you wanna say something. you tilted your head at him, box braids falling in front of your face. eren moved his eyes from your body to you, smiling a little and biting his lip.

“‘chu lookin’ at?” he asked, standing up. “you lookin at me.” you raised your eyebrow. eren chuckled. “cause you fine, ma.” he whispered in your ear before skating past you. you looked at him with a surprised face. he was flirting with you right to your face, and somehow, you didn’t care. “ima go skate with eren real quick. make sure he know what he doin’.” you say to the group before skating past everyone to catch up with eren.

“can you slow down?” you roll your eyes, moving up beside him. “oh, so now you wanna talk.” he looked at you. “i never said i didn’t.” you looked up at him with a stank face before looking away.

he smiled. “i see you got a attitude.” he said, plucking your forehead. he really couldn’t help but notice how your necklaces, earrings, and lipgloss glimmered in the red, purple, and blue lights that flashed, along with the disco ball that lit you two up once every few seconds.

“how many girls you flirt with on a daily basis like this? i can’t fuck wit’ nobody that got a different story with every different bitch.” you say, looking up at him as he looked forward.

“so you wanna fuck with me.” he said, it was more of a statement than a question. you hummed. “maybe, if you really got what i want.” you said, looking forward before he looked down at you.

he started slowing down, as you looked back, grabbing his hand. “come on, speed up.” you said, as he followed behind you. his eyes drifted off to your shorts that were almost too short, with your phone in your back pocket and some lipgloss beside it. he smiled before humming to his self.

“why you ain’t got a man, ma?” he asked, intertwining your fingers. you didn’t even mean to heavily flirt, everything just came out so quickly.

“because all niggas do is waste my time. why you ain’t got no girlfriend?” you asked him. “i’on know. apparently all i do is waste time.” he shook his head. you laughed and nodded.

“you ain’t even that cute for real.” you looked at him.

he looked at you and nodded slowly with a smile. “ight. i’ll be over here tomorrow. nice to meet’cha.” he nudged your shoulder lightly before skating off. “so. did you talk to her?” connie asked. eren shrugged with a smirk. “ion’ know. maybe. i’m bouta go smoke. ima’ see you at the house.” he said before putting his shoes back on and walking off.

“how’d it go?” mikasa asked. you looked at her with a grin. “girl he fine as hell.” you mumble. sasha came up beside you two. “did you get his number?” she asked. you shook your head.

“nah, i’ll get it tomorrow.”

y’all i am so sorry for not answering some of the requests 😣🙏🏾 i just need time to get my head straight frfr idek what’s going on but i’ll have them sooner or later i promiseee. sorry for any typos.

#aot headcanons #eren x black fem!reader #aot x black reader #aot x reader #eren yeager x reader #eren jeager x reader #eren headcanons #eren yeager headcanons #eren x reader #eren x black reader #jeansplaytoy♡︎

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loveharlow · 1 month

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SEVEN - 005

PAIRING ‧₊˚ JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS‧₊˚[6.2k] based on 1x05.

WARNING(S)‧₊˚ swearing, mild violence, detainment, mentions of child abuse

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A/N‧₊˚ here's how I imagine TR's midsummer's outfit, also shoutout to Chris on the tumblr support team and bigger shoutout to @thepoguelife101 for helping me to get this uploaded.

˗ˏˋ series masterlist ˎˊ˗

PETERKIN SLAMMED HER OFFICE DOOR SHUT. You sat in the chair across from her personal one, avoiding her eyes as she sat on the wood of the desk. “Y’know, I expected to see your friend in here. But not you.” The woman started. “Especially not with a felony as your first offense. Felony destruction of property could get you tried as an adult.”

You remained silent, fiddling with your fingernails as she tried to intimidate you with an unwavering stare. A common interrogation tactic, you learned that from your mother.

“Unlawful discharge of a firearm, trespass on protected habitat, felony destruction. Those are all Maybank’s charges, your little partner in crime?” She listed off. “I want you to take a trip with me into uncharted territory — your future. Picture this,” She started, leaning in further. “You, six months from now, sittin’ in juvie in Wadesboro, just a cell block away from the Maybank boy.”

You cringed at the thought, eyes finally looking at the Sheriff in front of you. She pulled out two papers from a manilla folder, laying them out in front of you. “You seen these guys? You know ‘em?” She inquired, crossing her arms over her chest as your eyes scanned the pictures.

They were mugshots of the square groupers. But you remained silent, jaw clenched and eyes stoic. “Do I need to repeat myself?” Her voice was lower now. You pondered for a few moments, should you tell her or keep quiet? But you figured the damage was already done.

“They…broke into John B’s house, trashed the place. They chased us through The Marsh, too.” You told her, making eye contact with the older woman now and scratching the back of your neck.

She huffed under her breath, pulling more documents from the folder. “Here’s a more recent photo.” She laid them out, the photos presented to you almost made you gag. They were autopsy images of the groupers — deep slashes, pale skin, and bloated bodies. “Somebody gaffed ‘em, then used ‘em for chum. Whoever killed these men is still out there, and I got pretty solid reasons to believe their next target is that friend of yours. John B?” She told you.

Then, she was leaning down so close that her lips were right next to your ear but you didn’t move. “You kids don’t think you’re the only ones after the Royal Merchant, do you?” Your eyes flicked over to hers, staring at the woman through hooded lids. “Yeah, I know about that, too.” She muttered before getting up and rounding the desk again, placing herself behind it.

“He isn’t looking for it, anymore.” You blurted, straightening in the metal chair. “Okay? He’s done.”

“Yeah, your friend said the same thing when I had him in here. I’m just tryna keep him safe. So, I’m gonna tell you the same thing I told him. See if your friend John B is interested in talkin’ to me and maybe we can keep you out of Wadesboro.” She snipped, shuffling the documents back into her folder and leaving the office.

“ARE YOU HER GUARDIAN?” The officer behind the reception desk asked, your mother shuffling with her purse angrily on the other side of the glass as you stood behind her.

“Unfortunately. I’m her mother.” She snapped, sending a nasty glare your way that you rolled your eyes in response to.

“Hearing will be in two weeks. If you fail to show up, you forfeit your bail.” The lady-officer informed, not even offering up a glance. “The restitution will be based on the average of three outside estimates of the cost of the damaged article. Sign right here, please...” She instructed, shoving the clipboard through the glass-slot.

You squinted your eyes harshly and sighed. You didn’t even think about restitution and your were praying that Topper’s boat wasn’t crazy expensive. You could faintly hear your mother muttering under her breath as she absentmindedly scribbled her signature on the bottom of the papers, spinning the clipboard back around to the officer before turning on her heels to face you.

“Let’s go. Now.” Her pumps clacked against the precinct floors, the woman practically throwing the Sheriff Station doors open. You followed closely behind, throwing your slightly matted hair into a ponytail. The jailhouse look was not your best one. “So, when I told you about the Thornton’s boat you just neglected to mention that you were the one that did it?”

You yawned as you tried to keep up with her pace, too tired to respond sensibly. “Yeah, I guess…”

She chuckled with no humor behind it. “The least you could do is pretend to care. The only reason I’m not going to make you pay this restitution your damn self is because I don’t need this becoming a bigger issue than it already is. Do you think I need the entirety of Figure Eight knowing my daughter’s facing a felony charge against one of the most prominent families on the island?”

“Right…” You dragged out, licking the bottom of your front teeth. “Because God forbid the Cul de sac finds out I sunk a boat after getting roundhouse kicked in the ribs...”

Your mother sighed, stopping on the driver’s side of her sleek, black SUV as your rounded the passenger side. Just then, you spotted JJ walking with his father, who you hadn’t seen in God knows how long. Your mother seemed to follow your line of vision, wagging her finger from the other side of the car.

“No. You?” She pointed. “You stay away from that boy, do you hear me? You stay away from all of those pogues.”

“Are you serious? He’s my best friend.”

“Yeah, well not today, he isn’t. Get in the damn car.” She spat, yanking her own door open and jumping inside before slamming it shut. You stood with your hand on the handle, watching JJ hesitantly get in the car with his father. Reluctantly, you opened your own passenger side door and got inside. Your mother nearly broke the key with the aggressive that she started the car with.

Your eyes were glued on Luke’s vehicle as your mother drove off but you could’ve sworn their car was shaking a crack-addict. And if you weren’t crazy, you saw a fist connect with a face through the back windshield. Your back straightened in your seat. “Wait, mom-”

“You mind your business.” She warned, looking between the road and you. “What happens between that boy and his father is none of your concern...”

YOU PRACTICALLY BOLTED UP TO THE COMFORT OF YOUR ROOM WHEN YOU WALKED THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR. Marley was sitting on your bed. You felt bad for being away from her so often recently, but you knew she could entertain yourself. You always left her three bowl of food and water when you had a feeling you’d be gone, knowing your mom didn’t care for the dog as much as she used to. Or at all, really.

Your mother had stopped her yelling and berating about ten minutes into the ride home, receiving a phone call from Shoupe. Even with the device to your ear, you could still make out what the man was saying.

He and Peterkin sent out units to basically spy on John B ‘s house, planning to wait until the boy appeared and make their move. Moments like this made you despise living on an island that was hit by frequent hurricanes, unable to warn any of your friends about what was happening, especially not knowing when John B would pop back up after his run from DCS.

The animal jumped off the bed at the sight of you, jumping on you as you knelt down to her height.

“Hey, Marls.” You cooed, scratching the retriever’s neck as you wiggled up underneath you. “I know, I miss you too. How you been, girl?”

“...Thanks, Anna. I’ll let her know..” Your mothers voice rang in your ears as she stopped in front of your open door, ending the call she was on. Her attention was directed towards you now as she rolled up the sleeves on her blazer slightly. “Clean yourself up. You’re going dress shopping with Kiara.”

“For?”

“Midsummers. You’re going.” You groaned, you’d never been to Midsummer’s because this was your first-year as a Figure Eight resident. With the help of Mrs. C, Kie’s mom, your mom managed to wiggle her way into the Island Club, scoring you an place at Midsummers. Kie described it as the ‘Met Gala from Hell’.

“Wouldn’t a better punishment be not allowing me to go?” You tried, even though you knew she’d never go for it.

“No because that’s exactly what you want, both you and Kiara.” She said, so you assumed this was a small punishment for your best friend, too. “Shower, buy a nice presentable dress, and be there. On time.” Was all the woman said before she continued down the hall to her own room.

Your eyes drifted down to the dog as you pouted, she was staring up at you cutely, mouth open and tail wagging. “I’ll steal you some sliders”

“SERIOUSLY, YOU LOOK GREAT.” Kie gushed beside you, eyeing your hair as you walked into the dress shop. “Like, I know neither of us want to go but you look like a goddess. For real.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, bell jingling above the door as you both entered the small corner shop on the mainland. “I won’t say I don’t want to go just yet. I’ve never been...” You told the brown-haired girl.

“Anything I can help you ladies with?” An employee approached with a bright smile, hands clasped in front of her. She looked so well put together.

“Oh, we’re okay. Thank you.” Kiara politely declined, leading to the racks in the back by your arm. “Everything in here is so hideous but there is a gold mine in the back. No pun intended.” She whispered as she tugging you towards racks you wouldn’t even know were there without her.

“Sometimes, people try and hide their shit on the clearance rack so no one will take it and they can come back and buy it later.” She told you.

You eyed a couple of dresses that peeked your interest — a slim black one, a floral green one, a lacey blue one. There were so many. You plucked up at least five dresses from the rack, Kie’s arms just as full as you both silently search, the shop music playing in the back.

When you were both satisfied, you rushed to the dressing rooms. Kie went first and you almost forgot how picky she was. The girl looked good in almost anything but when she walked out in a purple, cowl necklace, satin dress, you both knew it was the one.

“Oh my, Kie, you look so good!” You exclaimed, squealing like a school-girl. “The purple makes your skin look amazing, Kie, you have to get it.”

“I’m not leaving the shop without it.” She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, a smile on her face. “Okay, let me change so you can try yours on.” She said, slipping back into the dressing room as you gathered your hangers of dresses from the seat beside you and entered the room after she left.

The first couple of dresses were just not your thing. It was either too loose or unflattering in color. You were about to give up and head back to the racks until you realized you still had one more dress to try on — a mulberry colored dress with a sweetheart neckline. Slipping it on, you stepped out of the dressing room and did a twirl for a Kie.

“...If you don’t buy it, I fucking will.” She looked you up and down with wide eyes.

“Is that a yes?” You questioned.

“It’s a hell yes.” She scoffed. “You look stunning in that dress, Y/N.”

“Need any help in here?” The same employee from earlier came in, stopping in her tracks when her eyes landed on you. “My God, it suits you so well.” You weren’t sure if she was just doing her job but her compliment was all you needed to decide that this was your Midsummers dress, for sure. “Oh! I have just the thing to compliment it.” The woman gushed, rushing out of the fitting room and returning within seconds, a flower-band hairpiece in her hands.

She placed it gently atop your hair, adjusting it until it sat right. She told you you looked beautiful and left you and Kie to yourselves once more, not before bringing a matching hairpiece for Kie that suited her purple dress. The employee took all of your unwanted dresses back for you while the both of you re-dressed and went back out to search for shoes.

With Kie’s help, you settled on a pair of block-heel pumps that closely resembled the color of your dress. The woman at the register happily rung you both up, offering you a friendly smile on your way out the door. You were maybe five feet from leaving when a familiar head of blonde hair entered the shop as you and Kie were leaving, bumping in between the middle of both of you.

“Oh! I’m so sorry-” She stopped mid-apology when she realized who she was apologizing to. “Oh. It’s just you two.” Sarah’s tone wasn’t as cheery as she eyed you both up and down. “Midsummer’s?” She asked, motioning towards the bags in your hands.

“Yep.” Kie gave the girl a fake smile. “How about you? Out for prey?”

“Okay, you know what, Kie?” Sarah started, causing a scene in the small shop as you tugged on Kie’s arm.

“We should just go…” You whispered.

“Oh! And thanks for sinking my boyfriend’s boat, Y/n. Real classy.” You couldn’t help but scoff, edging in front of Kiara.

“Which boyfriend? I mean, it’s clear that Top isn't your main man anymore, so when’s the next guy gonna pop out?” The blonde girl smiled, licking the bottom of her top teeth before speaking.

“Be careful what you wish for.” She spoke in hushed tone, your eyes pinching in on each other.

“The hell’s that supposed to mean?” Kie jumped in.

“Is there a problem… over here?” An employee came over, a much older woman. The manager you assumed.

“No.” You replied, winding your arm through keys before pushing the store door open. “No problem at all.” You told the lady, eyes mugging Sarah as you left.

“EXCUSE ME SIR, DO WE HAVE TO SHUCK THESE OURSELVES?” Kiara put on a fake accent as you both snuck up behind Pope, the boy turning around with an irritated expression before realizing it was you two. “‘Cause it might mess up my costume.” Kie laughed.

He smiled and pulled you both into a tight hug. When he released you both, he turned to you first. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve never-”

“Pope, don’t. It was my idea.” He swallowed his pride, accepting that you wouldn’t allow him to apologize.

“Have you seen JJ? Since the arrest?” He asked, voice laced with worry.

You nodded. “We spent the night in the holding cell together. Last I saw him was when he left the station with his dad…” You told him, the events of this morning flashing in your mind. You knew JJ’s dad was a little off his rocker but now you were wondering just how bad it’s gotten.

Pope’s mind seemed to wander after that. You wanted to ask if he knew anything, if you were right to be worried but you decided to just wait until you saw JJ.

“You ever seen this many kooks in one place?” Kie cut in, staring at the growing crowd of people.

“Yeah,” Pope replied, standing next to her. “Last year.”

“We’re in the lion’s den.” She said solemnly, eyeing Topper and Kelce from across the field. Applause broke out prompting your attention to turn to the family entering the party — The Camerons. Rose, Ward, Rafe, Sarah, and Wheezie descended the stairs in typical Cameron fashion. “Here come Lord Capital and the Exploiters. This is gonna be fun…”

IT’D BEEN A COUPLE HOURS SINCE YOU’D ARRIVED AT MIDSUMMERS. You and Kie had been sneaking Pope drinks as he worked, almost getting busted by Heyward.

“Y’know, I’ll admit,” Kie started as you both leaned against each other while Pope continued preparing food in front of the grill. “This is a lot more fun with you guys here.”

“Aww,” You cooed, rubbing the girl’s arm. “We love you, too.”

She giggled. “Are you tipsy?” You looked up at her through your lashes as you leaned on her arm. You held up your hand, hovering your index finger and thumb in front of one another.

“Jus’ a little.” You whispered, eyes drifting around the party. You watched the party-goers dance and drink and socialize. But your eyes managed to land on a familiar head of scruffy blonde hair. “Is that JJ?” You perked up, taking your weight off of Kiara. You hiked up your dress slightly in order to speed-walk across the lawn and reach the boy, Kiara calling out behind you. “JJ!” you whisper-yelled, catching the boys attention.

He looked star-struck for the briefest of moments and he still hadn’t spoken when you reached him. You waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him out of it and watching a small smile edge on his features.

“It’s so good to see you, princess.” He cheered quietly pulling you into a tight bear-hug, lifting you a few inches off the ground. You didn’t hesitate to hug him back, wounding your arms around his neck right before he put you down.

But your smile dropped when you got a good look at his face. “JJ..” You whispered, fingers tracing the bottom of his lip where a large cut sat, a large bruise on his cheek. “Did your dad do this?”

His blue eyes met yours, pulling your hand from his face and holding it in his own and edging closer to you. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine.”

“What do you mean don’t worry about it, JJ? He can’t hit you like that-”

“It’s nothing that hasn’t happened before.” He cut you off. “Okay? Just keep it to yourself. Please, Y/n.”

You looked between both of his eyes — they were pleading with you to just drop it. To let it go. And you didn’t want to. But JJ did. You nodded, squeezing his hand. “Okay…” you agreed. “Don’t worry about all of this, okay? My mom’s gonna pay the restitution, so if that’s why your dad’s mad just let him know-”

“It’s okay.” The blonde. “John B and I, we have a plan. We’re back in the G-game.” Your eyes went wide.

“But there was nothing there. The wreck was empty, JJ.”

“John B will explain everything, alright? But I have to do somethin’ really really quick.” He backed away, walking backwards from you, basically skipping. “And you look gorgeous, by the way! Prettiest Pogue Princess there ever was!” He mildly-shouted as he walked away, a bright smile breaking out on your face.

You turned back around to find Kie just standing there. “What was that?” She inquired as you both walked back to Pope.

“What was what?” You asked, plucking a shrimp off the scorching grill as Pope swatted your hand away with the tongs.

“You and JJ…” She trailed off. “You don’t think that was weird?”

You scoffed, looking up at her through your lashes. “He’s one of my best friends, Kie. Plus, we’ve been through a lot in the last 24 hours. Why are you making it weird?” She didn’t respond after that, just giving you an odd look. You only spoke again once Pope asked what happened. “JJ says we’re back in the G-game.”

“How?” Pope asked, still paying most attention to the food in front of him.

“Not sure. He says John B will explain it all later.” You pulled your phone out of your bra, looking at the time. “Shit. I need to go find my mother before I become the next thing on the grill. She wants me to meet some business partners of hers.” You dismissed, waving goodbye to your two friends.

You weaved through the crowd, spotting your mother at one of the decorated table talking to a much older, elderly couple. She spotted you and pointed before motioning you over. You stood next to her, smiling at the couple.

“Mr. and Mrs. Daugherty, this is my daughter, Y/n.” You shook their hands, told them it was nice to meet them. Your mother had explained that these were the people that helped her succeed in law so she wanted you to meet them and get their advice, despite your several protests that law was not your desired career path.

She kept trying to fit you into her shoes knowing they would never fit. But you listened to their takes and advice, mostly for their sake. You’d been idly engaging until you saw JJ bolt into the clubhouse, Rafe and his crew hot on his tail. Your plastered smile dropping for the smallest of moments.

“I’m so sorry,” You chuckled awkwardly. “You wouldn’t mind if I used the restroom, would you?”

“Not at all, darling-” The old woman told you but your mother was quick to add in her two cents.

“You can hold it, can’t you?” She fake laughed, eyes going back and forth between you and her mentors. “I mean, you wouldn’t want to be rude.”

“I didn’t know peeing was rude, Mother.” You cocked your head, lifting the skirt of your dress as to not trip over it on your way into the clubhouse, looking at the Daugherty’s once more before you left, offering them a smile. “Excuse me.”

You walked as fast as you could into the building, accidentally bumping guest after guest on your way in. You no longer had sights on the group of guys, following the trail of shocked guests and shifted furniture that they left behind.

To the people around, you probably looked a little crazed but this wasn’t like at The Point or at The Golf Course or during The Movie. Rafe would have JJ cornered with two guys behind him. You knew that realistically you stood no chance against a trio of guys but you weren’t about to leave JJ to fend for himself.

You searched the place up and down, stumbling towards the restrooms, immediately heading into the men’s one. You ignored the wold-whistles, protests, and men peacefully using the urinals, following the sound of hushed voices into the connected locker room.

“Actually, there is an issue,” You heard JJ’s voice as you got closer. “We got a criminal trespass in progress here. Blatant disrespect for private property, I’m in violation of all kinds of shit here, sir.” You shook your head at his words, knowing he was seconds away from getting thrown out. The Island Club’s security was tight.

“Excuse me, miss,” a voice startled you from behind, causing you to whip around. “You can’t be in here.” You opened your mouth, stuttering to find an excuse as the other security stared at you but you just settled on throwing your arms up. Clearly, JJ was safe, even though he was getting kicked out.

As you were being led out, you looked behind you to see that the other officer had a hold of JJ before Rafe’s voice sounded out. “Hey, tell Y/n she looks hot in that dress! But she looks so much hotter out of it, trust me!” The Cameron boy laughed out and you watched as JJ snatched himself out of the guard’s hold and charged back into the locker room. The action made your heart jump but you weren’t sure for what reason as the other guard continued leading you out into the main hall of the clubhouse.

You weren’t sure which exit the other security guard has escorted JJ out of so you made your way back to the deck of the clubhouse, head whipping left and right until you spotted that familiar head of blonde hair. JJ was reckless and chaotic but he was still your friend.

You weren’t gonna watch as they practically threw him out an event when he didn’t even instigate anything. “It’s okay everybody! Do not panic.” He shouted with his hands up in the air, the majority of the party’s attention now on him. “Leave it to the men and woman in uniform. Let’s hear it for them! Rose, you look like lady liberty.”

“You can let go of him!” You called, skipping down the steps and into the grass. “He doesn’t have to be manhandled, he didn’t do anything!” The security turned to you, still gripping JJ by the upper arm. JJ took the opportunity to shove the man off of him, his blue eyes on yours across the lawn.

“Hey, mandatory power hour at Rixon’s, princess!” He pointed at you. “Kie? Pope?” He motioned to them as well. “Rixon’s Cove. Let’s roll! Throw off your chains!” You watched as Kiara snatched away from her parents and Pope ran away from his dad. You were making a move to follow them when a hand gripped your upper arm, your mother coming into view.

“We talked about this.” She said firmly, fire in her eyes. “Do not embarrass me, right now.” The woman warned.

“I don’t think there’s any way for me to make you proud anymore, Mom.” You told her sadly in a hushed tone before snatching your arm out of her grip, running towards your friends. You could hear her calling out your name behind you but you ignored her, jumping into JJ’s open arms and leaving Midsummers.

CICADA’S CHIRPED IN THE MIDDLE OF RIXON’S COVE AS YOU ALL SAT AROUND A RAGING BONFIRE, waiting for JB to speak. “So, like, my dad’s already gonna kill me.” Pope started, sat on a log in front of the fire across from you and Kie while JJ and John B stood, throwing rocks. “So, what’s this mandatory meeting about?”

The two boys sat down, eyeing each other before JJ spoke. “Might as well tell him before we’re gaffed, man.” He said, the statement mainly directed at John B.

“...The gold never went down with the Royal Merchant. It’s been here the whole time.” The brunette said, a small victorious smile on his face.

“Here?” You exclaimed incredulously from where your head laid on Kiara’s shoulder. He just offered up a simple nod.

“It’s on the island.”

“I would like to voice my skepticism.” Pope raised his hand.

“I’m sure you would, Pope, but can I please present you my evidence, sir?” John B spoke mockingly as he got up to speak at the forefront of the group.

Pope motioned with his hand. “Proceed.”

“In my backpack, I have a letter from Denmark Tanny. Denmark Tanny was a slave that survived the Royal Merchant wreck. Check it,” He handed Kiara the letter as you eyed it as well. “Slaves weren’t mentioned as crew members on the ship, but my dad found the complete manifest. That was his big discovery. Tanny used the gold from the Merchant to buy his freedom, and then his farm.”

Kiara passed the paper across the fire for JJ and Pope to see as John B continued. “And that farm is, drumroll please…” Kiara patted her thighs rapidly, shaking your frame back and forth which prompted you to sit up straight. “Tannyhill Plantation.”

You blinked hard, craning your neck forward. “Tannyhill?” You and Kie exclaimed simultaneously. Like, the Cameron’s Tannyhill?

“Yeah. After that, he used the money to free even more slaves, and then he sold a shit-ton of rice, which pisses off all the white planters, and they decide to lynch him. On the day they were coming to get him, he writes a farewell letter to his son and in the last line of that letter, he leaves a coded message about the gold’s location.”

“Where?”

“Harvest the wheat in parcel nine, near the water. Except, there’s no wheat. Wheat is code for gold, seeing as the gold has the wheat symbol engraved into it.” He slapped Pope’s shoulder with a smile.

“Holy shit...” The dark-skinned boy said.

“All we need is an original survey map of the property, and we’ve found the gold.” John B concluded, small smiles on the faces of the entire group.

“So, whats the plan?” You asked, and you figured it was nothing good when John B had his attention fully on you and Kiara, his shoulders square. “Well, Sarah Cameron’s coming tonight-”

“Hold on...” Kie was the first to speak.

“She’ll bring an original survey map.”

“Why Sarah?” She asked.

“This is gonna be good…” JJ muttered, looking down at his feet.

John B sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. “She… got me into the archives at Chapel Hill yesterday. That’s where I got the letter.”

“You were at Chapel Hill with Sarah Cameron?” Kie spat out unbelievably.

“He was mackin’ on her.” JJ added in quickly, avoiding all eye contact.

“Of course...” You muttered disappointingly.

“I wasn’t macking on her, okay? I was… using her for access.”

“Did you tell her about the treasure?” Kiara inquired, an undertone of hurt laced in her voice.

“I was trying to get into the archives!” JB argued back.

“Is that a yes?” You chimed in, truly not believing John B could be that idiotic. But you guessed that was the Sarah Cameron effect.

“I was just using her for information. I’m trying to make us filthy rich here. Okay? So, that we can pay off a boat, or send Pope to autopsy school so he can study dead bodies. Look, you guys know me.” He continued talking, looking around at the group. Kiara was visibly uncomfortable. “Do I look like the type of person to fall for Sarah Cameron?”

“Yes!” You exclaimed with scoff.

“Look, you guys don’t know her yet, I do!”

“John B, we do know her. A hell of a lot better than you ever will,” You started, anger and betrayal in your voice. “For the last time, you can’t trust her. With the gold or your feelings.”

“Her brother did hit me in the back with a golf club...” Pope reminded, massaging his shoulder with a grimace.

You blew out a breath of air. “Yeah, her brother’s done a lot of things…” You quipped underneath your breath.

“What’d she do to you both, exactly?’ JJ aimed the inquiry at you and Kiara.

“She’s like a spitting cobra.” Kie spat out. “First, she blinds you and then- and then she-”

“This is a bad analogy…” The blonde muttered.

“Listen to me!” Kiara pleaded. “Whatever we get, she’s going to try to take...”

“I THINK I’M GONNA DO THIS ONE BY MYSELF…” John B told the four of you who were crowded in the back of The Twinkie. Kiara rolled her eyes and the rest of you sighed unbelievably. “I don’t wanna spook Sarah with the peanut gallery.”

“I just don’t understand why we’re involving her at all.” Kiara snapped, throwing her shoulders up.

“Kie, we’re not involving her, okay? It’s just, like, a business…meeting…thing.”

“A business meeting between their tongues…” You muttered as JJ made kissing motions with both his hands.

“Look, once we get what we need, we cut her loose, alright?” John B reaffirmed the group, dismissing your suspicion and doubt.

“...Promise me nothing is happening between you two.”

“Nothing is happening, Kie.” The boy sighed.

“I’m being serious. This isn’t about you and this isn’t about us,” You, JJ and Pope shared a tense glance. Was Kiara sure she didn’t have a thing for him? “Dude, she’s gonna get inside your head. Just promise me nothing’s happening between you guys.” She spoke solemnly.

“I…I promise.” John B told her. “...Anyways, I’m gonna go.” John B said in farewell, opening the van door and exiting.

“We’ll just sit here…in this hot ass car.” Pope said as he shut the door.

“...Can’t believe he’s been seeing Sarah Cameron.” You thought aloud, disgust filling your words.

“You guys do know that holding onto your grudge is like drinking poison and hoping Sarah will die, right?” Pope threw out.

“‘Hope is the companion of power and mother of success.’” You quipped back, remembering the quote from a random in class.

“Seriously, what went down between you three? This is like some deep-rooted hate.” JJ added.

“Does it matter? We’re supposed to be a team and John B jumping ship to mack on the Kook Princess doesn’t exactly scream teamwork.” You told them. “We all know that deep down, when we find this gold, John B is going to have fallen madly in love with the serial cheating, two-faced snake that is Sarah Cameron and she’s going to break his measly little heart and steal what we find and then we’ll be left gold-less and picking up the pieces of John Booker Routledge’s little broken heart.”

The space fell silent after your small rant, wide-eyed glances exchanged between the three. “Okay, I was wrong. That is some deep-rooted hate.”

“We shouldn’t have let him go out there alone…” Kie muttered, staring out of the window, thunder clapping outside. It was a thought shared amongst you all, a silent agreement. The van fell into a comfortable silence for a few moments.

Until it was broken.

“...help!”

Your eyebrows pinched together, lifting your head from JJ’s shoulder. “Did you hear that?” You asked looking up at the blonde.

“Hear what?” You all sat silently for a few more moments, the only sound being the howling wind and the thunder booming until you heard it again, this time you all did.

“Somebody please help!”

You all didn’t wait to sprint out of the van, almost knocking one another over on your way out. You don’t even know how you and Kiara managed to run in heels without tripping. The four of you bolted in the direction of the tower, following the path that John B took and reaching the end of it to find Sarah cradling his unconscious body.

“Sarah! What happened?” Pope questioned as you all came to an abrupt stop in front her.

“He needs help. I don’t know what to do. Topper shoved him.” She cried, rocking back and forth with John B in her arms.

“From the top of the tower?! What the fuck was Topper doing here?” You spat out, head whirling left and right looking for any sign of the aforementioned boy.

“Where is he, now?” JJ interrogated.

“Please get help, I don’t care who. Just call someone.” Sarah bellowed as JJ urged Pope to run for help, especially with all of your phones being abandoned in the Twinkie.

“John B, stay with me…” The blonde girl cooed, running her fingers through his hair before planting her lips against his. You glanced to the side, not missing the absolute look of betrayal in Kie’s eyes and maybe you would’ve found the same emotion in your own.

John B lied, to all of you. But that was the least of your concerns now.

YOU HATED THE FEEL OF HOSPITALS. They were stale and sterile and boring. But most importantly, they made you anxious. The four of you sat in the waiting room, they wouldn’t allow you in the actual hospital room because Ward had paid for it and he wanted to give Sarah a moment with John B when he woke up.

“This is such bullshit.” You said unbelievably, tapping your foot incessantly. “She cheats on her boyfriend and gets our friend thrown from a tower but we can’t even sit in his hospital room? She’s probably holding his hand and praying like some widow…”

“Let’s just be glad that John B’s okay…” Pope tried to reason.

“No, Pope,” Kiara rolled her eyes. “He lied to us. Did you see the way she was holding him and-” She cut herself off, throwing herself back into the chair.

“Look, we can be mad when he wakes up, but let’s just chill right now, alright?” JJ snapped, basically telling you all to shut it and you only then took notice of how tense he was — biting his fingernails, his hands visibly shaking. You took his unoccupied hand into yours, giving it a squeeze. He absentmindedly returned the gesture. “When I find Topper, I’m going to kill him. I should’ve done it on the beach…”

“Don’t say that.” You told him firmly. “That’s how they want you to think, JJ. Don’t feed into it, otherwise they win.”

“They always win, anyway.”

“Only if you let them.” You concluded, letting the hospital noise fill the silence — telephones ringing, patients coughing, nurses walking, family members crying.

Taking in the scene around you, where you had all landed, you were starting to wonder if finding gold was really worth the trouble.

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barleyo · 2 months

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Roll of the Dice.

Armin Arlert X Fem! Reader (smut)

A/N: Heyyy I hope y'all enjoy this piece, sorry if it seems rushed! I got this idea after overhearing a few friends talking about D&D and I knew I needed to make something Armin related for it!

Tags: older brother! Eren, brother's best friend trope, semi-public sex, slightly perv! Armin, nerdy shit, loss of virginity, male sub (?), handjobs, cream pie, unprotected sex

"Eren, where are you going?" (Y/N) crept down the stairs, her socks padding her steps. "Goin' out?"

Her brother nodded. "It's game night," he reminded her quietly, keeping his voice hushed since it was rather late.

"God, is hanging out with your little nerd troupe all you do?" She made her way down the stairs completely and felt herself gravitate towards the door with him.

"Whatever," he sneered, rolling his eyes. "Are you coming with me tonight or not?"

"Well, who's gonna be there? You know how I feel about some of your acquaintances."

"Most of 'em are busy tonight, but, uh, Connie, Sasha, Jean, Mikasa--"

"Jean? Really?" (Y/N) grimaced a bit. He was one of his friends that she couldn't stand. "Who's hosting?"

"If you'd give me a second, I'd be able to answer." Eren grabbed his keys off of the hook and pocketed them after giving (Y/N) and annoyed look. "Armin's hosting tonight."

Every Saturday night, her brother and his friend group, who she found to be absolute geeks, would meet up at one of their houses to play D&D. She could never grasp the game, but she often stuck around to keep her brother company during the matches...

Or that's what she told herself. Really, deep down, she knew she tagged along for Eren's childhood friend, Armin. He was the biggest nerd out of the whole group, but she had always been attracted to him. Even as kids, she was stuck to him like white on snow, never daring to leave her side. Eren's other friends would tease (Y/N) for her clinginess to the blond boy, but oddly enough, it didn't bother either of them. Armin was always patient, and she was always grateful for that.

Sleepovers, birthday parties, play dates, and as they got older 'hang out sessions.' Whenever Armin was at their house, (Y/N) was sure to be close to him. It started off simply enough: asking him if she could play with them as children, inviting him to play tea party with her and her stuffed animals (which he couldn't turn down, no matter how much he wanted to), and asking him to push her on the swing. Over time, however, it progressed. Once they had all grown into teens, she took a sharp... romantic edge with him. She'd snuggle up to him on movies nights and hide her head in his neck when she was scared, anything to be close to him.

"Alright, I'll come tonight," she said. She grabbed her shoes from their spot in front of the door and urged Eren with her hands to get going.

"Oh, glad you guys could make it! Come on in, everyone else is already here."

Armin held his front door open for the two, giving his trademarked 'sweet, yet constantly nervous' looking smile.

"Thanks, man." Eren stepped inside, walking through the foyer to get to the group while (Y/N) staggered behind a bit to speak to Armin.

He shut the door and stood with his feet loosely planted. "So, uh, (Y/N), I didn't see you last week for game night."

"Hah, sorry to give you the slip like that. What, were you waiting up for me?" She could see his face warming up a bit, and she loved every second of it.

"No-! I mean, not exactly. I just thought I'd see you, you know. I-It was an exciting match, you would've had fun."

She quirked a brow at him, crossing her arms. "I would've had fun watching you guys play?"

"Well, that's why you come, isn't it? Plus, you don't have to just watch. I can teach you how to play. If you'd like that, I mean. Just, uhm--"

"Guys, hurry up. Connie's getting restless," Eren called from the living room.

"Yeah, I don't have forever to kick it with you guys," Connie said, audibly crunching chips while he spoke.

"Please, what else do you have going on, Con?"

The distinct bickering continued in the background while Armin turned back to face (Y/N). "That's our cue, I suppose."

"Finally." Eren was perched lazily on a beanbag chair near the coffee table where the board was set up. "Let's get this party started, eh, guys?"

A soft cheer came from everyone.

(Y/N) scanned the scene quickly. Armin, of course, was sitting in the floor at the head of the table, like he always did. It was the best seat in the house, in his opinion, and as the Dungeon Master, he got first choice of seats.

Eren and Mikasa were already sitting together, and she didn't want to third-wheel them. She liked Connie and Sasha, and she wouldn't mind sitting with them both, but she really didn't feel like getting snack crumbs all over her throughout the game from her two messy friends.

That left Jean.

She didn't absolutely despise him, but his energy was always off. His hugs lasted too long, and he made weird comments towards the girls in the group. It seemed that she would have to toughen up and sit next to him for the night.

"Hey, (Y/N)?" Armin spoke from behind the Dungeon Master screen. "Would you want to sit with me tonight? That way you could see how to play."

Thank god for Armin, her little angel in disguise!

She immediately went over to him and took a seat on his lap, taking him a bit by surprise, but nobody in the group seemed to care much. She got herself comfortable and scanned over the various manuals and rules in the guide books in front of them both.

"Alright. Let's play!" (Y/N) said, giving a half-grin.

"The gang of orcs raise their weapons and challenge your troupe, how do you proceed--?" Armin's voice hitched in his throat.

(Y/N) began to mindlessly grind down on him, actually paying attention to the game in front of her for once. Armin was right, she was starting to enjoy it, but as she got lost in the game, her body started to act on its own.

"I grab my sword and raise it to the air, charging the monsters with my team following close behind."

"Eren, wait, we didn't agree on that," Connie whined, "I'm already injured from the last fight."

"Don't be such a pussy, you can tough it out."

"Stop bickering," Mikasa snapped at the two playfully, "you're both like two children."

"Armin, can you pass me the pretzels? Just slide the bowl over here, big dog." Sasha leaned forward over the table, ready to receive the large bowl of snacks.

He snorted at the name and obliged, pushing the bowl with his finger tips. However, as he pulled his arm back, he knocked his drink back onto not only his lap, but the girl on his lap.

"Shit! I'm so sorry, (Y/N)!" His voice was filled with sheer panic. "Shit, shit, shit, it's all over your shirt."

"It's fine, don't worry," she assured him. "Here, just take me to your room. I'll change into one of your shirts for the rest of the night and all will be forgiven, alright?"

He exhaled and nodded. She led him up the stairs to his room, walking through the halls like she knew the house like the back of her hand.

"Here, you can go change in the bathroom," he spun around with a clean shirt in his arms, only to be met by (Y/N) already stripping. "Oh... or, I-I can leave!" He turned back around throwing his hands over his glasses and heading to the door.

"Armin," she said his name is her most sultry tone, "come back. Don't be shy."

Her shirt and bra were long gone, leaving her bare chested in the cold room. Round buds caught Armin's attention, her pert nipples hardening at the air.

"(Y/N), I don't think we should--"

"Then don't think. Don't think, and come here." She grabbed his hand and yanked him over to her. Wrapping her arms around his neck she leaned in close to his face and offered her lips to him. "I want this. Don't you?" She peered at him from behind her fluttering eyelashes, lips pouting.

With that, he gave in. His kiss was eager, but precise and neat. It surprised her, most guys kissed as if they hee sex was the end goal: rushed and messy, letting their teeth clash against hers in the most unsexy way possible. But not Armin. Everything about him was tender and sweet.

She wondered what it would take for him to get messy.

Breaking from the kiss, she pushed him to the corner of his bed. She fiddled with the zipper of his jeans and freed his leaking cock from his boxers.

"Wait, I want to make you feel good first," he protested, trying to flip the script and put her body under his.

"Hush. If you want me to feel good, you'll let me do what I wanna do, right?"

He slowly nodded as his face started to heat up. "R-right."

"Exactly. Now, do you like how this feels? When I use my hand like this?"

He felt her grab his length and give it a few teasing pumps, up and down, slow and firm. His cock kicked a bit in her palm.

"Please don't stop," Armin huffed, covering his mouth with his hand. It felt amazing, but he knew the walls in his house were thin; the others could hear them both if they were too loud.

She craned her neck over his lap as she stood in front of him. Thick, stretchy dribbled of spit connected with his tip. She smeared the spit and mixed it with his pre cum, rubbing her thumb around the thick head.

It was mean, she knew, but she had an idea. She crouched down to her knees and gave him a cheeky look. Her lips connected to his tip with a soft, sweet kiss. She gently opened her mouth to take his length, opening just enough for his tip. Hee tongue trailed around it, taking purchase specifically of a thick vein on the underside of his cock.

His pre cum left a glossy stain around her mouth and he shuddered at the view. He gripped the blanket under his and felt his cock twitch and fill her mouth, all too quickly.

"Oh my god," he whispered. "I didn't mean to do that so quickly, I'm sorry! I-it's just that you're so pretty and your mouth is so warm and wet," he explained while his face grew beet red. A gasp escaped his chest when she swallowed his cum, licking her lips and grinning.

"You're adorable." She removed her mouth from him with a pop.

Armin grunted and his face visibly cringed. 'Adorable' wasn't what he was trying to go for, especially not during sex. "No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You're so cute. I bet you're a virgin too, aren't you?" She cooed at him playfully, but it stung a bit.

He was, in fact, a virgin, but he felt the need to prove himself to her. He could cope with cumming early, that was relatively fine, but he knew how to pleasure a woman, and (Y/N) needed to know that he could. Porn and assorted hentai games had taught him well, he was just waiting for the chance to try out his moves.

"I'll show you what this virgin can do," he challenged. "Lay down, right here."

She took her place in the middle of his bed, laying flat on her back. "Like this?"

"Mm, stay still." He slotted himself between her legs on the bed. His hands made quick work of her shorts and panties, tossing them behind him into a crumpled pile on the floor.

With his cock already sprung free, he moved his tip through her folds, collecting her slick over it. It was his turn to tease, his turn to make sure that she had more than her fill. And he knew exactly how, so he slid his length in to the hilt, bottoming out in her.

(Y/N) let her eyes squeeze shut. The initial sharpness of his thrust eventually eased into a soft wave of pleasure.

"Hey, keep your eyes open, okay? I wanna see them. They're so pretty," he said, wiping the pricked tear from the corner of her eye.

Armin's hips reeled back so he could start a steadier pace. He made short strokes, only pulling himself out of her halfway. When he pushed back into her cunt, he rutted into her, nudging his greedy cock into her most sensitive spot.

"You're so good at this, 's not fair. You-- oh, fuck!" Her legs started to wobble a bit, she could feel them starting to give out on her.

"You're so adorable," he mimicked her earlier words with a whisper, leaning down to her ear. He gave the lobe a nibble and traced his tongue around the shell of it.

Once her walls started to spasm around him intermittently, he knew he had her right on the edge of her orgasm.

"Are you gonna cum? I feel you clenching on me, you must be close." He tried to keep his voice steady, but the rasp in it gave away how close he also was. "Give it to me, (Y/N). You know you want to."

"Yes, I wanna cum so bad," she gasped sharply, gripping the fabric of his shirt. Her clenching started up again, but this time it was much more powerful.

Armin hissed through his teeth, feeling the grip her cunt had around him. He couldn't pry himself out in time, and let his seed spill out, shooting deep into her.

Neither of them moved for a moment. Armin was still inside, enjoying the thick, wet warmth.

"You know, for a used-to-be-virgin, you fucked me real good, 'Min." (Y/N) shifted in the bed, turning to face the boy. She brushed a lock of his blond hair behind his ear and wiped at the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead.

"Ah, you think so? Maybe you should come over next week too, and we'll see if I can top my current high score."

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stonedcoldfoxtarot · 11 months

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5 Reasons You’re That Bitch

Something for the hotties and the secret hotties ft. lyrics by Megan the Stallion

Pile 1 -> Pile 2

Pile 3 -> Pile 4

Pile 1

7oS, Hierophant, Empress, 4oC, 7oP, AoS, QoS, 10oP rev, 10oW, 5oW (2oS)

Many of you are strategic and move in silence. Hoes mad, but you ain’t finna stop until you make it to tin-op and do all the things your haters say you could not (NDA)

You live life on your own terms. Don’t give a fuck about what a hatin’ ass bitch gotta say. Cause none of these hoes saying shit to your face and none of these hoes finna see you at the bank (Thot Shit)

Taken or single, men everywhere want you cause you’re a hot girl and you do hot shit. You make him spend his income on your outfit (Girls in the Hood)

You got a body-ody-ody that makes bitches wanna fight. They spend a lifetime tryna get this hot, but you not the one to play with, like a touch-me-not (Body)

You’re a savage, attitude nasty. Talk big shit but your bank account match it. Haters keep your name in their mouth, now they gaggin’ (Savage Remix ft. Beyonce)

Pile 2

Strength rev, Moon, 4oC, KoP rev, 5oC, Hermit, 4oW, 7oP, AoC, Magician (4oP)

You’re a certified freak, 7 days a week. Wet Ass P*ssy, make that pull out game weak. Some of you don’t cook and you don’t clean, but let you tell it, you got that ring (WAP)

You a real ass bitch, you know you got it lit. All year round it’s a hot girl summer, got a whole lot of options cause they know a bitch poppin’ (Hot Girl Summer ft. Nicki Minaj)

Every day you wake up paid and pretty. Bitches gotta come get their man before you put em in a trance. Cause you got that super nova..that grip, that choker (Cognac Queen)

Pile 2, you ‘bout your money, p*ssy out when you feelin’ real cunty. Men like you thick with the accent county, would sell their soul for a sniff of your undies (Tuned In Freestyle)

Fake ass bitches, fake ass hoes…you tint your windows and lock your doors. When you dip off everybody talking ‘bout a bitch “went ghost,” but, shit, that’s how you roll (Tina Snow Interlude)

Pile 3

KoW, 5oW, 7oP, 6oP, World, KoS, 3oS rev, AoS, Magician, Moon, KoP

Above all else you know your worth. You like all nice things and you like ice, bling-bing. You tell those boys ‘pipe up if you wanna pipe me’ (Pipe Up)

If a man fumbles you, it’s always his loss. You tell him ‘if you wanna leave then bye-bye-bye. I’m a big girl, so I won’t cry-cry-cry’ (Don’t Rock Me To Sleep)

You keep your hair did, nails did, everything did. You tell him ‘Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch. If you got some money, then trick on a bad bitch’. Pile 3 you a savage. Once you spend his money, you leave ‘em in the past tense (Sugar Baby)

Every time you pop out it gets scary for these hoes. You who every man’s wife fear, a thick-thighed nightmare. You the boogie-bitch, hoe, you every man’s type, yea (Scary ft. Rico Nasty)

Pile 3 you stay on your “Fuck you” shit, cause you done being nice. And when it comes to cuttin’ people off, you don’t ever think twice. Fuck it, bitch, you not nice (Not Nice)

Pile 4

Hanged Man rev, 8oP, Hierophant, 5oC, 2oP, Emperor, KoC, 5oS, Fool, AoC, Magician (8oW)

Might have had some setbacks but that was the past. You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout shit, money good. Cause you been out here grindin’ like you ain’t ate, while these hoes bringing nothing to the table but their plate (Money Good)

Pile 4, you have expensive tastes, only men who hate on you are the ones that can’t afford you. This is a motherfuckin’ broke male warning (Warning)

Bitches don’t like you ‘cause you cocky, well you cannot help that your sexy sell and you’re in love with your sexy self. You need a boo that’s gon’ sex you well (Bless The Booth Freestyle)

Pile 4, you’re all that and a bag of flamin’ hot chips. You a hot girl so talk yo shit (Flamin’ Hottie)

And you couldn’t care less if these bitches don’t like you, cause, like, you’re pretty as fuck. With a face like this and a bitch this paid, shit, what could a hoe say? (Her)

Thanks for reading🔮✨

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need matt x plus sized reader smut bc ik u would eatttt!!! (and none of the insecure shit im so over that sorry not sorry LMAO)

also love ur writing sm bae 🫶🏽

✯Take A Seat✯

black plus-sized! reader

Summary: matt can't keep his hands or mouth to himself.

Warnings: NSFW CONTENT. ass smacking, oral (fem receiving), face sitting/riding, fingering, praising, soft dom/needy matt, squirting, overstimulation.

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“Stop it!” I hiss at Matt as he swats at my ass once again. He’s been doing this all day since he picked me up this morning. In the grocery store, in Tjmaxx, and even at the restaurant we had lunch at.

Now we are at my house, in my bedroom, and he’s still going.

“Come lay down with me.” He grabs my hand, attempting to pull me down on the bed. “Matt no! I’m trying to put everything away!” I motion to the bags on my bedroom floor. He stands up, wrapping his arms around me, starting to kiss my neck.

The scruff adorning his face tickles me slightly, “Put 'em away later, I want to spend time with you.” I crane my neck and try to push him away.

“Matt,” I state firmly.

“Y/n.”

I roll my eyes and cross my arms, “What do you want Matt?” I already know what he wants but his answer shocks me.

“For you to sit on my face.”

His words are blunt, straight to the point.

“Huh?”

“If you can huh you can hear-“ he twirls us around and gently pushes me onto the bed, crawling over me. His hands grip around my thighs, hiking them up and pressing himself against me. I can feel how hard he is. “Come on baby, you know you want to.” He whispers in my ear, grinding into me slightly.

It’s crazy how quick my arousal forms, a tingling feeling forming between my legs, warmth spreading throughout my whole body.

“I don’t know…” I trail off.

I’m not insecure with my weight at all, in fact, I’m very confident with myself. However, I’ve read too many stories of girls with fat asses breaking their boyfriend’s noses to even think of sitting on Matt’s face. He has the perfect pussy eating nose and I'd hate myself if it was taken away from me.

“Please? You know I love tasting you, always so sweet for me.” He leaves sloppy kisses on my jaw and neck, his fingers snaking into the boxers I’m wearing. He runs his middle finger through my folds and instinctively I buck into him.

“See? You’re already wet, you want to.” He lifts his head, a cheeky grin on his face as he stares down at me.

“Shut up…Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt yo-I’d be grateful if I died with your thighs suffocating me and your puss-“ I quickly cover his mouth, his words flustering me.

“Stop being so vulgar…fine, but if you really can’t breathe pu-“ I’m cut off by his lips against mine. His hands grabbing and squeezing at my waist, the plush skin aching slightly from his actions.

“Mmm thank you baby.” He begins to pull my boxers down, his actions eager. He pulls away from the kiss and pushes my legs to my chest, taking in the view of my exposed folds.

He loves to stare at me, taking in every detail of my body.

His fingers dance along the underside of my thighs, making me shudder in anticipation. Using his index and middle finger, he pushes my folds apart, my clit coming into view.

I try to close my legs, flustered under his gaze.

“Stop hiding from me,” he grunts. I gasp when he flips me over and swiftly slides in between my thighs. I gaze down and stare into his hungry eyes.

His bright blue irises are tinted darker, filled with lust and hunger.

I jump feeling his hand swat down on my ass, “So pretty. Take a seat for me baby.”

I shake my head, too scared to lower myself.

I yelped feeling a harder slap to my ass before I’m yanked down.

“Stop fucking hovering, I wanna taste you.” He dives in, lapping up the slick falling into his mouth. I whimper at the feeling, closing my eyes in relief. He wraps his lips around my clit, sucking at the mound.

I can’t help the moans falling from my mouth as he laps and sucks. Matt has always been a good eater, too good actually. If I let him, he could eat me out for hours on end, doing it for his own pleasure rather than mine.

Subconsciously, I begin to grind down on his face, matching the movements of his tongue. He moans into me, the vibrations sending a shock right to my clit.

“Fuck Matt!”

His tongue dips inside of me, another whine falling from my mouth as I grip at his loose curls. I’m so focused on reaching my high, I don’t even notice his hand moving. My jaw goes slack feeling two of his fingers slide into my aching cunt, massaging the velvety walls.

He pumps them in and out, immediately finding that special spot and abusing it.

My movements are slipping, switching between bouncing and grinding constantly.

He pulls away from clit, a lewd popping sound making it's way to my ears. “Come on baby. Cum all over me, soak my face.” His vulgar words send me right over the edge. My hips stuttering as I ride out my orgasm.

He flattens his tongue, shaking his head side to side vigorously, coaxing more juices to squirt out of me. I moan loudly and try to pull away but I’m stopped. He wraps both of his hands around my thighs and keeps me in place.

I throw my head back at the overstimulation, my eyes clenched as another orgasm quickly approaches. I look back down and see him munching away, his eyes closed as if he’s enjoying the most wonderful meal on earth.

The only sounds in the room being my moans and the obnoxious slurping coming from Matt’s mouth.

It happens faster than the first time, more of my juices coming out harder and faster. Matt licks it up diligently, not missing anything.

I know he wants to continue eating me out, but he stops, gently pushing me to the side so I fall onto the bed. He pushes his fingers back into me, forming a “come here” motion.

“You gonna let me fuck you? Hm? Can you give me one more?” He mumbles huskily into my ear.

I whine and crane my neck, knowing I can’t handle it.

“Please pretty girl? One more? You know you want me so bad, my mouth was never enough for you. Always needing more like the greedy girl you are.” I don't know when he managed to release himself from his cargos, but he proceeds to push himself into me.

I throw my head back, my eyes rolling back as my walls welcome him willingly.

“Atta girl. Look at you taking me so well." He pulls out before pushing himself back in, building up a hard and steady pace. My hands grip his shoulders my body lurching forward with each thrust.

Broken moans and the clapping noises from his pelvis meeting the cusps of my cheek bounce off the walls. He lifts my legs and wraps them around his waist, "Been dreaming about being in you all day. Yo-holy shit- wearing that short skirt, knowing your ass was showing every time you bent down, your thighs begging me to be in between them."

"ffuhh Matt! I'm close!" I scream as the burning hot feeling forms in my abdomen.

"Come on baby, make a mess."

I hide my face in his shoulder, my moans muffled as my orgasm rushes through me.

He grips my thighs tightly as he spills into me, his hips rocking into me softly as he rides out his rapture. He eventually pulls out, a small whimper falling out of my mouth from both the movement and now being empty.

He kisses all over my face, his hands roaming all over my body as he praises me. His lips soon meet mine, the flavor of my juices lingering on his tongue.

"you're putting everything else away," I mumble into the kiss. He laughs before collapsing on top of me.

"Anything for you baby."

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i dont like this at all 😭 I'm sorry for this whack writing I promise I tried!!!

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