#sometimes i just get devious little moods

[strawbbfluff]

“t-thohohoma! gehehehet off!” you squealed, desperately prying at the housekeeper’s fingers which were currently latched on your sides.

he chuckled in response. “oh, i don’t think so, y/n! why would you ever hide a secret as cute as this one from me? i feel like this deserves at least some punishment, no?”

you almost went up the WALL when his nimble fingertips scratched their way up into your underarms. you were well and truly stuck.

“plehehehease! i’m sohohohorry!” you giggled, kicking your legs in protest when his hands only sped up.

“not yet you aren’t~”

#jade’s drabbles #ler!thoma #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #sometimes i just get devious little moods #cannot be helped #my apologies

[stepbrorafe]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

Rafe’s head snaps in your direction, his gaze harsh as he stares at you. You meet his eyes, your heart racing as you take in his expression. He’s furious.

“Are you serious right now?” He snaps, his body towering over you.

You’ve been misbehaving all day. From making smart comments to doing exactly what he tells you not to. It’s not that you want to defy him, you just want his attention.

He’s been busy for the past couple of weeks, so you’ve not been getting his undivided attention like you usually do. Maybe you’re being a brat, but you can’t help it. Sometimes, you just want him all to yourself.

You don’t say anything, your lips pulling down into a pout. His hand reaches forward, roughly gripping your jaw.

“The fuck are you acting like this for?” He questions, “Tryna cause a scene in front of my friends? S’that it?”

“No.” You shake your head, tears pooling in your eyes.

“Then why are you doing this shit?” He grits, jerking your face to keep your attention on him.

His friends stare with wide eyes from behind him, not daring to intervene. They’ve learned the hard way as to not tempt Rafe when he’s in moods like this with you.

“Think you need to be taught a lesson.”

You look up at him with doe eyes, “Rafe-“

He tsks, “Nah, y’know what my name is.”

Your eyes flicker from his to his friends, the two of them quickly averting their attention elsewhere.

“M’sorry dad.” You whine, practically stomping your feet.

“Yeah.. That’s right.” He speaks, his voice sickly sweet. “Now, here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna go upstairs like a good little girl.. And I want you to be naked by the time I get up there. M’gonna fuck you silly, and if you’re good, dad just might let you cum.”

Your thighs clench at his words, your stomach tightening at the thought. You feel your heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, knowing you’re in for it.

“Fuck are you waiting for?” He’s raises his eyebrows, “Go.”

The second his hand releases your face, you’re quickly sprinting up the stairs to your shared bedroom. His sarcastic chuckle rings through your ears as he turns to kick his friends out.

As soon as you enter the bedroom, you’re fumbling to get your clothes off in a timely fashion. You know he’s pissed, you don’t want to make it worse by not being ready for him like he said.

The second you’re fully nude, you sit at the end of the bed and place your hands on your legs. It feels like forever has passed as you wait for him, though it’s only been a minute or so. Soon enough, he saunters in the room with a devious look in his eyes.

He shuts the bedroom door without a word, turning to observe you as you quietly stare up at him. Slowly stepping forward, he pulls his shirt over his head. Your eyes rake over his torso, admiring every dip and curve of his muscles. He’s so toned and fit, mouthwatering.

His hands fall down to his belt, unbuckling the leather, and swiftly removing it. Next, he takes off his pants and boxers, leaving him bare just like you. His erection stands tall, eager to feel you around him. He stalks forward, almost like a predator after its prey, and stands right in front of you.

He pushes you onto your back and lifts your legs, planting your feet on the bed with your thighs spread, showcasing your sweet center. You lift up onto your elbows to watch his every move.

His eyes take you in from head to toe, memorizing every detail of your body, seemingly etching it into his brain. Seeing you all submissive for him makes it all the more better. He loves when you’re completely and utterly his.

Soaking in every inch of you, he wraps his hand around his shaft, slowly pumping up and down. Your eyes widen at his movement, your entrance subconsciously clenching around nothing. He notices, a small smirk pulling to his lips as he watches your arousal ooze from you.

Your eyes bore into him as he continues to stroke himself, your desire for him burning hotter inside of you. You can’t help yourself, and bring your hand to your pussy, running your fingers along your wet folds.

“Aht aht.” He smacks your hand away, leaving you whining for stimulation. “Watch.”

Your lips form a pout at his demand, but you comply because you want to be a good girl for him. As much as it almost hurts not to be touched, you listen. You know you’ll be rewarded for being obedient, and what you’ll get in return will be worth the torture now.

He brings his hand up to your face, shoving two fingers into your mouth. You instantly swirl your tongue around them, sucking his digits just how he likes. After a minute, he pulls them out and wraps them back around his member, sighing from the feeling of your warm saliva enveloping him.

His muscles flex as he continues to jerk his cock, dribbles of precum forming at his tip. Your core aches at the sight, desperate for him to fill you up. You can orgasm just from the visual he’s giving you.

As he strokes himself, his free hand meets your thigh, rubbing all over with a strong pressure. Your breath picks up as he gets closer and closer to where you need him, yet he never gives you the satisfaction you so desperately want.

“Look at you.” He coos, “So wet already.. Haven’t even done anything.”

You whimper when his fingers dance outside your folds, purposely ignoring your throbbing heat. After another moment of teasing you, his thumb trails through your lips from your entrance to your clit, eliciting a low moan from your mouth.

As his thumb presses your clit down, he positions his tip at your entrance and slowly pushes in, rubbing slow circles on your bundle of nerves. You gasp at the feeling of him filling you out, your walls stretching to make room for him.

“So fucking tight.” He groans, practically shuddering as he bottoms out.

Stilling for just a moment, he pulls back until just his tip remains, then pushes back in with great force. A loud moan emits from your throat from the sudden change in pace.

His hands grip your legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he thrusts in and out of you. His strokes are deep and hard, almost stealing your breath every time he digs into your sweet spot.

Your eyes roll back, your mouth falling open with a repetitive ‘ah, ah’ sound coming from it. The headboard slams into the wall, over and over again. His fingertips dig into your thighs, keeping your legs open for him.

“This s’what you wanted, no?” He questions, “Acting up just so I’d fuck you.”

You don’t respond, the only thing you’re able to spit out being lewd moans as he pounds into you.

“Yea..” He hums, nodding to himself. “Don’t worry. You’re gonna get fucked.”

After saying that, he pushes your legs forward against your chest. His thrusts pick up, turning your mind into mush as he digs you out. His eyes move back and forth from your fucked out expression to the way your pussy squeezes him, his eyes damn near rolling back from both sights.

He leans over you, shoving his cock as deep as it would go, his hips slamming into the back of your thighs as he does so. The heavenly sound of both of your moans and your bodies smacking together fills the room, and its music to Rafe’s ears.

“Oh m-my god.” You cry out as you feel the knot in your stomach twisting tightly.

He grins down at you as you writhe beneath him while he continuously abuses your cervix. Your brows furrow as your face scrunches in pleasure, your body ablaze with pure bliss.

Rafe uses one hand to hold your legs in place, his other hand going down to your center. Wetting his fingers with your slick, he rubs your clit in fast circles, causing your body to tremble.

You don’t even have time to warn him before the band in your stomach snaps, your juices pouring out of you as you convulse beneath him. He groans at the sight of you coming undone and the feeling of your squeezing him so tight.

With a few more harsh thrusts, he’s balls deep in you, his dick twitching as he paints your walls with a milky white. He gives you another few pumps, emptying his entire load as you pulsate around him.

He lets your legs go and falls forward, holding most of his weight on his elbows beside your head. The two of you are breathless as you stare at one another.

“All you gotta do is ask, baby.” He grins, passionately kissing you. “You know dad’ll give it to you.”

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tags : @sunkissedrafe @wickedtactics @bunnycvnts @butterflyoceandreams @rafesgiirl @yourenogoodforme @marvelfanfics1recs @cini-mini27 @pinkribboncoco @drewsphswife @laniirackssss @ditzyzombiesblog @chiaraanatra

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[princessbrunette]

i just know jayj and john b try to be sooo normal when it comes to you skippin around the chateau in nothing but an itty bitty t shirt and cute panties!!! nervous as hell when you sprawl over the both of them for a movie night or even just take off your shirt one day out on the boat. both of them somewhere behind the wheel just intensely staring at you, trying to play is so cool and failing tremendously - 🍓

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🍭🐬🩷˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

you could be so oblivious sometimes. you lived with two guys, two guys you are dating — and still maintained your pristine halo, dancing around the chateau to the low hum of the radio, cleaning up last nights mess of beer cans and pizza boxes, all whilst wearing a t-shirt roughly three sizes too small, and a pair of panties, the bow in the centre just tempting a hand to come and tug at it.

john b and jj were used to you— sure, they’d seen you naked a bunch of times, and in underwear, and in a bikini, and so on— but there was something just so devious about this combination of garments that they couldn’t look away. they both felt it, that boyish stare they’d both do everytime you’d glide past them, dropping their eyes to your tits and then bending at the neck to watch your ass bounce with each step when you’re passed, it was quite the sight to see.

john b whistled casually once you finally settled down to watch a movie with them, an invite that always ends in nudity — the pattern never seeming to occur to you when you’d happily agree. “lookin’ good, pup.” the brunette hummed as you settled down on the couch between them. you greet him with a sloppy kiss to his cheek.

“thanks jb.” you chirp innocently before jj is instantly turning your face with his hand and tapping his cheek.

“i see you. playing favourites.” he accuses lightheartedly as you giggle, delivering a kiss to his cheek too. he turns his face, lips smacking yours and he gropes greedily at your tits making you squeal against him.

“where are your manners, jj?” you tsk, faux appalled as john b scrolls through netflix to find the movie you’d been discussing earlier.

“oh, long gone. soon as you put that lil’ outfit on.” he smirks, and you hide yourself shyly, masking your smile as you turn to the tv, the movie starting up.

you’ll admit, you felt the eyes, the attention, the clear admiration of your little get up. the boys were clearly just in a mood that day, all riled up and touching you at any chance they got throughout the movie. the extra attention and ego boost went straight to your panties, plus — the movie was a little boring.

you shift uncomfortably, kicking the blanket draped over your legs off onto the ground making john b tsk.

“wanna stretch out.” you groan, feigning discomfort before repositioning yourself before jj could make some kind of innuendo about the remark, laying on your stomach across the two of them— cheek laying on your hand on john b’s lap, innocently watching the tv, and your bottom half raised on jj’s lap, his hand instantly cupping the thigh meat below your ass.

“comfortable?” john b smirks, a knowing timbre to his voice.

“very.” you hum in satisfaction, watching — or pretending atleast to watch the movie.

you were in bliss, john b going from massaging the back of your neck to cupping your cheek and rubbing his thumb comfortingly along your skin, your eyes fluttering closed. jj was getting busy too, groping and squeezing at your ass cheeks, occasionally offering little smacks to watch the fat ripple on his lap, a deep and quiet ‘mmmhm.’ leaving his throat.

“you know, as intriguing as this movie is… i got something way more interesting right here on my lap.” jj teases, looping his pointer finger into your panties and slowly peeling them aside, revealing the gooey, sticky mess you’d made of your folds. “uh-huh, would you look at that.” he smirks, rubbing a thumb through it all like he just couldn’t help himself.

you release a quiet moan against john b’s palm and he grins all soft and loverboy-esque like the act is totally innocent. “can never just ask for what you want, can you?” he muses, no threat of punishment to his voice whatsoever. he stretches his arms, lazy and languid before rolling his shoulders, smiling readily.

“cant ask, m’shy…” you rub your cheek against his thigh, wide eyes trained on where he’s hardening through his shorts. john b follows your gaze and starts to rub at himself, waking up the cock that was going to make you cry.

“wrong, shy girls don’t have two boyfriends.” jj pushes a finger inside you lazily, curling it up to the spot you need him making you whine. “nah, you’re somethin’ else.”

you take over from john b’s hand, your own curious palm stroking him through the fabric as he sighs, tipping his head back onto the couch headrest with a pleased smirk. “what am i, jayj?” you pout, turning to look over your shoulder, brows furrowed as you hump back against his finger. jj stares at the sight as if in a trance, eyes locked in and tongue poking out to swipe habitually at his bottom lip.

“i’on know. but i like it. a lot.”

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🍭🐬🩷˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

#🍓 anon #jj x reader x john b

[kuni-is-daddy]

Imagine, sub!catboy scaramouche who's obsessed with Dom! female reader's breasts. He loves playing with reader breasts, there just so soft in his hands as he plays with them, while in your lap. Dom! Female reader riding his cock as he's playing with her breasts and sucking on them. Then after catboy scaramouche ends up being the one on top of you now. (It could be either a mean Dom or a soft Dom female reader if you'd like and sorry if it's a weird request to make)

the first thing I thought: BREED HIM but u said female reader. Don't be sorry anon. This is a open space!

SUB! CATBOY SCARA X FEMALE READER

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Scara masterlist

Sub wanderer

Catboy scara who always cuddles on you while you rest. Sometimes he'd even take it farther depending on his mood to rub and rest on your breasts as if it resembled a soft pillow. Scara stressed out? He wants to lay and play with your breasts and he'd purr at how comfortable it felt.

If he was being your goodboy you'd even let him climb up on you and suck on your nipples. Moaning to let him milk your boobs. Catboy scara would fantasy while he's at work of the day you'd finally let him cum on your titts. Desperately waiting for you at home. Poor scara was at home in a rut all by himself :( He'd pull up a picture he snuck on his phone of you naked in your room taking off your bra and stroke his cock to it over a pillow. Begging and pleading to cum on your boobs. "MOMMY i- Oh shit~ Fuck- I- i wanna be your good boy mommy, I wanna cum f' You~ Please let me cum~"

Catboy scara who gets on top of you and begins sucking on your tits eagerly. Drooling and moaning out how good you taste and how much he loves your boobs but you start rubbing on his cock. "aH~ y/n d-dont touch their-" Your hand made him feel so good. "Y/n...Please mommy i..." you pushed his face into your chest. "shh shh its okay baby. Cum on mommys hand. You've been so good f' me. Been such a goodboy."

Cat scara who would travel with you in your bag or purse to places he couldnt go with you as catboy scara. For example, work! Scara isnt home so you assume he went to go 'find better things to do' instead of waiting for you at the door for hours to come home. little did you know while your on a lunch break you go to open your bag and all of your snacks are half eaten. "what the.. where's all my food?"

Cat scara who runs around the cafe hopping off of tables and scaring customers, some even allergic to cats and falling head first off their chairs. It was funny at first, Until you realize that was your pet Causing so many problems.

Cat scara who enjoys as you chase after him through the cafe, Your breasts bouncing up and down through your suit as you move past table after table. You end up retrieving your devious little pet and get kicked out of the cafe. 'whoops'

Cat boy scara who you lead home after he acts like a brat. You order him to sit on the bed and he does without a second thought. You then lockup and get infront of scara. "Do you have anything to fucking say for yourself scara?" Ooo you we're 100% mad. Scara wanted you mad. "Mmm what? That im sorry?~" Scara got a kick out of you getting mad. Because he knew you'd punish him and you did. You pushed him and caged him in between your arms on the bed. "You like gettin me mad scara? Getting me all worked up like this?" He didnt reply, Just kept looking at your breasts in his vision. You pulled him into a sloppy kiss and scara let out a moan from your aggression. "Hmm? You wanna touch them? Does my little pet wanna touch mommy?" you said while rubbing your hand against your boobs. "Y-yes..Fuck yes. Wanna touch your tits mommy." You smirked "Then help mommy take of her clothes." And he did. His nails we're a little sharp and tugged at you a little bit. In a matter of seconds you were undressed and scara desperately reached for your beautiful tits on full display. But you grabbed his hand and he purred at you. "Nu-uh baby. You need to get punished for earlier. Take off your clothes too for mommy." He roughly took of his clothes and threw them on the floor. "Now lay down." You commanded and he did. "Stay like that for me baby." You climbed ontop of him, Scara's body started burning up as you slowly sat down on his cock. "S-shit mommy~ your so warm, Wanna cum inside of you~" He went to put his hands against your waist but you patted them away. "Uh uh uh scara~ brats dont get to cum." He whined "N-no mommy. please let me AH~" you began bouncing on his cock "aH~ fuck mommy"

Catboy scara moaning and begging for you to let him cum and milk his cock "Y-YES MOMMY F-FUCK IM SO CLOSE- PLEASE. PLEASE LET ME CUM. ILL BE GOOD F' YOU. I PROMISEE~" at this point he's just flat out yelling and moaning for you, "Oh yeah? T-then be my good boy scara and cum for mommy~ Cum inside of me scara~"

#genshin smut #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin impact #sub scaramouche #scaramouche smut #catboy #sub genshin #sub!scaramouche #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

[wonusite]

okay but jealours cheerleader!reader for once who just edges and teases sub nerd!shua 🫡🫡🫡

hi whoever sent this in, your thot is just *chefs kiss*

You’re not a jealous person. Really, you’re not.

So why the fuck are you so irritated?

Josh isn’t the type to easily charm someone with his abrasive personality and blunt way of speaking, but clearly the new girl in his organic chemistry class doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, she seems all too happy to be talking to your boyfriend.

“Woah. Who’s that?”

You want to tell Mingyu to shut the fuck up and get lost, but as embarrassing as it is, you sort of want to hear what he thinks about the scene in front of you.

“Some girl in his chemistry class.” You say with a scowl.

Mingyu lets out a low whistle, knowing exactly how to make you more irritated than you already are. He’s enjoying the situation a little too much, mostly because he never thought he’d see the day where you got jealous over a guy. It makes him wonder how it’s possible for Joshua Hong to have such a hold over you. To be fair, you have the exact same one on him even if your idiot friend doesn’t realize it.

“They seem close.” Mingyu hums. “Like really close.”

There’s a slight tick in your jaw, but then a smirk takes over your face as you finally take your eyes off the infuriating sight in front of you. “Not closer than your girlfriend and a certain point guard.”

Satisfaction temporarily dulls the annoyance you’re feeling when a scowl forms on your friend’s face. He always claimed that he no longer felt jealous about the relationship between his pretty little heiress and Seungcheol, but you know he’s not completely over it. Luckily for you, it still bothered him enough for you to ruin his mood like yours was.

“They’ve been friends since birth.” He mumbles bitterly. “But you can’t say the same for that girl and your boyfriend over there.”

Mingyu expects some more repartee from you, but instead you walk over to the two nerds who are still talking about something that seems as boring as they are. He can only smirk, knowing Josh will have to deal with the wrath of your infamous temper.

“Shua.” You say with a tired sigh. “I’m gonna go now. Text me later?”

The smile slips right off your boyfriend’s face when you don’t give him a chance to say anything and walk off. It’s hard not to feel extremely good when he practically trips over himself to follow you, not even saying goodbye to the girl in his haste. “Baby, wait!”

Josh is one of the smartest people you know, but he can be so obliviously stupid sometimes. Like now that he’s a whimpering mess under you, still not understanding why you’re being so unforgivingly cruel.

“Fuck!” Josh cries out as you glide your wet pussy over his aching cock.

He feels like he can cry. After giving him the suck of his life and not letting him come, you’re teasing him by rubbing your hot cunt over his dick slowly. It’s sweet torture, but he still can’t figure out why you’re being so mean when you usually like it the other way around.

“Baby, please!”

It’d be a lie to say you’re not enjoying this to a sickening extent. The way he’s flushed and mewling under you reminds you of the day you took his virginity. Such a cute little nerd, and you were going to wreck him just like you did on that night.

“You look so pretty when you beg.” You coo, slowing down your movements even more. “But I think you can do a better job, my little nerd.”

Josh feels his cock twitch and throb with need, and it doesn’t help that you’re staring down at him with a devious smirk that’s so sexy to him.

“Please let me feel you!” Josh cries out, not sure how much more teasing he can handle. “I’ll do anything!”

You ponder his words, cunt throbbing with need. It makes you want to give in and bounce on his cock, but then you think back to that girl and change your mind. His face when you stop moving your hips altogether almost makes you feel bad. A bigger part of you feels even more aroused at the sight.

“Fine.” You tell him with a deceivingly sweet smile. “But be a good boy and stay still until I come.”

You start to slowly slide up and down Josh’s aching cock, and the moans and cries he lets out are like music to your ears. His leaking tip still manages to hit the deepest part inside you even with your slow strokes. All you can do is keep your mewls of pleasure to a minimum so you can fully enjoy teasing and edging your boyfriend.

“You’re so mean.” Josh says through a groan when you slam back down on him a bit harder than before.

His petulant whine makes you giggle a bit before you start to swivel your hips slowly and sensually, not letting him get the relief he’s craving. “Don’t act like you don’t love it, baby. Your dick keeps throbbing inside of me like it’s about to explode.”

Josh is about to refute your (true) statement, but then you start bouncing on his cock like you normally do. He feels delirious as your hot cunt starts tightening around him like it’s never planning on letting him go. Your arousal drips down to his balls, and all he can really hear is the sound of skin slapping together as he’s reaching his orgasm.

But being the cruel girl you are, you hop off his cock in the next second, leaving it to slap against his lower abdomen still twitching and aching more than before. The cry of protest he lets out is adorable. It almost makes you want to let him come. Almost.

“You said you’d do anything.” You remind him as you crawl up the bed and swing a leg over his head so your wet pussy is hovering right above his face.

Joshua is momentarily distracted from the pain he feels in his needy cock when your pretty pussy is suddenly right in front of him. He licks his lips, ready for you to use his face as a seat. “I will, pretty girl. Fuck, I’ll do what you want. Just let me have a taste.”

His great desire for you sends a thrill of arousal straight to your cunt. It makes you feel good that Josh only gets this needy and desperate for you. Even so, you’re still not done punishing him.

Josh groans loudly when you finally ease down on his face, large hands immediately gripping your ass to grind your cunt into his mouth. His tongue licked between your soaking folds, licking and sucking every inch of you until he successfully laps up every last bit of your sweet juices. This time, you can’t hold back your moans, feeling like you’ve fallen into the pit of euphoria with the way Josh is fucking you with his tongue.

You fall forward, hand finding its way to his throbbing dick. Josh groans into your cunt when you slowly glide your hand up and down his cock, edging him once again. It’s only when he latches his mouth on your throbbing clit and sucks eagerly that you decide to reward him.

Josh feels like he can come the second he feels your soft tongue on him, licking up the sweet juices you left behind on his cock. You’re slow with your movements, still wanting to get him close to the edge without actually letting him come.

“Fucking love your cock.” You say before you fully take him into your mouth.

His dick twitches upon hearing your words, and all Josh can do is eat you out with more vigor. His tongue is circling your clit, gently massaging it before he sucks it back into his mouth. That’s all it takes for you to moan around your boyfriend’s cock and come all over his face.

Your thighs are trembling and shaking, but Josh sees no reason to stop his movements. In fact, the pleasure is prolonged when he decides to keep fucking you with his tongue.

Because your boyfriend was so good and kept his word, you decide to keep yours. Joshua moans and groans against your cunt when you speed up your movements and start to massage his heavy balls. It takes a whole second for him to shoot his cum in your mouth with a loud groan. You happily swallow every drop he gives you, not stopping until he’s sensitive and overstimulated like you are.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so hot.”

You place a gentle kiss on his cock before rolling off of him with a dazed smile on your face. “You’re even hotter. My cute little nerd.”

Your tone at the end makes him sit up with a smirk. Joshua gently pulls you up until your laying on top of him, face right above his.

“That’s right. Only yours.”

You shove your face in the crook of his neck, smiling impishly. “Prove it to me.”

In the next second you find yourself on your back with Josh’s cock already shoved back inside you. The gleam in his eye makes you clench down on him because you know now it’s his turn to have his way with you.

#this did things to me #whoever sent this in i’m sending you a big phat kiss #down bad doesn’t begin to cover it #as you can all tell #nonny #nalani.thotz

[merakiui]

PUPPYBOY FLOYD PUPPYBOY FLOYD PUPPYBOY FLOYD AAAAAAAAA UR SO RIGHT MERA he'd be the sweetest little puppy yet the moment you turn away from him he's already messing everything up (definitely not so you pay attention to him bc he doesn't like when you pay attention to anything other than him, he's so annoying in the best of ways <333 orz) He should be punished for being a bad boy, but his puppy eyes are so powerful no one can resist them,,, (i'm no one) Even when he starts humping you in the most inappropriate places there's no way you can be mad for more than 5 minutes

And catboy Jade being the worst menace known to mankind - definitely the kind of cat to swat everything off a table of counter while looking you straight in the eye. He's absolutely awful, but can you really get mad when he looks so cute napping on your lap? (you really ought to, he's only going to get worse and more daring if you let him misbehave) So many thoughts, both horny and not,, tweels are just too perfect orz

(also, could I be 🦈anon? I sent in a request for the lunar love hotel asking but obviously it'll take some time for you to answer that one!)

YES YES YES puppyboy Floyd is so physical with you, always wanting to cuddle with you or, more commonly, hump you from behind. He loves caging you in against the countertop if you're preparing food in the kitchen, distracting you from your main priority by rutting against you, breath hot and wet in your ears... he's so clingy, so needy, so whiny whenever you ignore him or aren't giving him enough attention. He especially hates it if you bring unfamiliar scents into the house. His nose is very keen, as is his sense of hearing, so he'll know when and if you're home before you're even turning the key in the lock.

When he's in particularly nasty moods, he has a tendency to destroy things or make a mess, but he'll help pick things up if you seem truly angry or upset with him (he always makes it up to you by snuggling with you in bed or even preparing your favorite meal; he tries to make it up to you with sex, but you always stop him and he pouts about it. >:( Floyd's always considerably sadder if you yell at him, call him a "bad boy," or ignore him out of frustration. But he's perfected the puppy eyes, so it's really impossible to stay angry for long). You've started fixing this habit of his by providing him with things to chew on or squeeze (like stress toys) so that he won't take his feelings out on the decor in your house.

Catboy Jade... very much a menace and a nuisance and a misbehaving catboy!!!! But he's so cute (and so mischievous), so how can you possibly be cross with him? :< he's very cute when he's napping. He looks so content, and when he purrs when you scratch his head or behind his ears (or when he leans into your hand with that cute, sleepy smile) it's enough to have you cooing so sweetly at him. Sometimes he'll lick your hand a few times before biting down hard, as if he's marinating it. T_T but he's cute, so even if he shreds your curtains or destroys the belongings of any friends (or hopefully not romantic partners) who visit he can be forgiven!!!

He's also a catboy who's fond of water!! He loves to take baths with you. >:) and though he often sleeps in his own bedroom, every morning without fail you'll wake to find him curled against you. Though sometimes he likes to stay up late into the night to do all manner of fun things; if you feel a sandpaper tongue against your bare skin while you're sleeping, don't pay it any mind! You're most likely dreaming about it. :) (catboy jade is a lover of somnophilia hehehe) you're so right when you say he will get worse if you let him misbehave. If you keep forgiving him for every devious thing he does, sooner or later you'll wake to him lovingly fucking you so slowly into the sheets. <3

(aaaa the tweels are so perfect yes!!! I always have too many thoughts for them. They give off such catboy and puppyboy energy, so thinking about them as a catboy and puppyboy... it's too good. orz and you may absolutely be the 🦈 anon!!! I also received your request for LLH, so I'm eager to write it!!)

#twisted chit chat #🦈 anon #puppyboy floyd #catboy jade

[bearsbeetsbeskar]

did some writing last night lovelies, here's a little snippet of another joel oneshot that i'm working on 🌚

study days with joel

preview beneath the cut

Joel was right. You knew he was, as much as you hated to admit it.

But above all else, he genuinely cared about helping you succeed, and if there was anything he could do to make life easier for you, or let you know that you weren’t alone in your struggles, he would do it. And he always spoke about conquering those struggles as a team, as your partner, always willing to carry the load for you if you couldn’t handle it yourself. 

Not that he doubted you in the first place. But it was always ‘we’ or ‘us,’ never just ‘you,’ or ‘I.’ It’s one of the reasons why you were head over heels in love with him. Sometimes you wondered if he realized how much strength he gave you by simply existing. 

“Remind me again,” he shifts his arms so that they wrap around you, gluing you to his body, “What’s the difference between.. Schizophrenia and schizoaffective disorder?”

Although you’re not looking at him, you know that he has a smile on his face. He fully knows that you know the correct answer. Sighing deeply, you turn your head to the side. 

“Schizophrenia is a psychotic disorder where a person experiences psychosis, or hallucinations and or delusional thinking, but schizoaffective disorder is when a person experiences the same psychotic symptoms, along with symptoms of a mood disorder like depression or mania.”

“Like it was straight from the fuckin’ textbook,” he whispers in your ear, before leaning down to kiss your pulse point. “My smart cookie.”

Shivering in response, you tilt your head to the side as his lips trail down your neck, pressing soft kisses and nibbling ever so slightly. Gasping, you tilt your head further, giving him more access and melting in his embrace.

“Mmm,” Joel rumbles, the deep vibration reverberating through his chest. “Why don’t we try another study method and see how it works?”

Little did you know that another study method would involve you laid out beneath Joel, his broad frame caging you in as he took you apart with his mouth. Every kiss, every lick, every suckle to your clit, had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Joel tested your restraint. 

“Tell me again baby, I know you know it.” He whispers into your wetness, pulling away to press soft, wet kisses to the inside of your thighs. When you don’t answer immediately, he sinks his teeth into the soft flesh, applying the slightest pressure that makes you gasp and look down at him. He doesn’t say anything else, save for quirking his brow up at you, patiently waiting while his tongue soothes over the indents on your skin.

“Stat-fuck” You lick your lips, and swallow, throat dry from the hoarse moans and whimpers you’ve been letting out.

“Statistical significance is- is when the rela-relationsh-shit,” you pant as Joel’s tongue traces your outer lips, sucking slightly, “between two or more variables is caused by something other than chance.” The last part comes out as a rushed gasp but Joel praises you nonetheless.

He hums and gives you a devious smile. “Good girl,” he purrs, grazing your slit with his middle finger, gathering up the obscene amount of wetness leaking out of you, before sliding two thick fingers into your cunt.

You barely have time to catch your breath, choking on gasp as you revel in the stretch of his fingers. So fucking long and thick. You never get tired of how they fill you so perfectly. 

“My good fucking girl. So fuckin’ smart.” He growls into your cunt, curling his dexterous fingers, effortlessly pressing up against that spot that makes your eyes roll back and clench around him.

Do we want more of study joel??????????

#joel miller #joel miller smut #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller oneshot #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x female reader

[yadchi-i-guess]

Deal with the Devil(s)

By Yadchi (I guess)

Electric Shock AU by @leefl00f

So basically Uzi asks Lizzy for a favor, and after some convincing, the queen bee accepts. Anything for her girlfriend, after all...

SFW tickle fic!

Word count: 2,127

Uzi was in a bad mood.

Granted, most days she was in a bad mood, what with getting older and stuff, but today she was particularly sour. And everyone was gonna know about (or be aware of) it, if it's the last thing on Copper-9 she did.

She'd refused to do any of her schoolwork, talked back to the teacher at every turn, and had chucked a dodgeball at Chad in gym class so hard he crashed into the wall. Even his friend Thad was impressed... which might've made Uzi blush a little.

At least now it was lunchtime, and the little rebel could get some real time to herself. She let her feet carry her to a desolate hallway, perfect, wide open space to let her mind wander.

Uzi settled down at the foot of a locker with a small sigh, finally able to just chill. Batteries were on the menu today in her lunchbox, and she was about to toss one in her mouth when something suddenly grazed her neck.

"Eeheheek! Wahahat the heheeck?!" She squeaked, fumbling for the mysterious little tickler as the battery bounced off her face. She pulled it off and was surprised to see Bit hadn't tagged along for the school day. It was PomPom.

"Hehey! What're you doing here, little dude?" Uzi chuckled.

Knowing that his tickles were well received, PomPom scurring around happily in his friend's hand as he was given a battery. He flashed a "TY <3" message at Uzi, whose facescreen glitched and flashed a ">:3" back.

"Having fun with that icky little pet of yours?" Someone standing over Uzi said.

"AGH! Bite me, Lizzy!" Uzi barked as she shot up and clenched her fist around PomPom. She was almost certain sometimes that Doll's girlfriend had the Solver too, with how easily she spooked her from time to time.

"Oh chillllll, you know my locker's right where you're snackin," Lizzy replied nonchalantly. She reached in for something, then looked back at Uzi, who was still eyeing her angrily.

"Not in the mood for your dumb teasing," the little drone pouted. She was just getting to feel a little better... only for Lizzy to screw it all up again.

"Sheesh, sardonic much?" Lizzy asked. "What's with the foul attitude?"

"And why would you care?"

"Dolly's your cousin, and she made it clear I can't treat you like garbage."

Uzi let out a small "hpmh" and sat back down, forcing her attention back on PomPom grooming his front legs in an attempt to ignore Lizzy. "Just bite me. Doll's the reason why I'm so upset," she said acidically.

"Seriously? Doll making you angry? That's far from a first," Lizzy said as she leaned against the locker. "What's so different about this time?"

"The fact she got away with it!" Uzi spat back. "She tickled me and teased me, and it was stupid, and I couldn't tickle her back! And I FRICKING LOST BECAUSE OF IT!"

A couple nights ago, Doll had challenged Uzi to a Mario Kart rematch to make up for Uzi cheating earlier, but the Russian drone had used the cheeky tactic employed on herself before; tickling Uzi to distract her while they were racing. She had then teleported back home right before Uzi tackled her.

Although it was a generalized rule that revenge would always occur between cousins, Uzi hadn't yet been able to get close enough to Doll and get her sweet revenge, making her typically snarky, mischievous attitude rot like an old piece of human food since then.

But that's when a little lightbulb went off in her head. The one that usually meant another one of her devious little ideas was forming, and a smirk would grow on her face.

"Hey, Lizzy," Uzi said with a gloat. "How would you-"

"Nope, this is between you and Doll," Lizzy interrupted bluntly as she turned away. Unfortunately, she didn't get far as Uzi activated [Translate] on the worker to immobilize her.

"Ohhhhh no you don't," Uzi deadpanned. "You're gonna help me get back at Doll because nothing can stop me."

"Oh, for robo-god's sake, Uzi..." Lizzy sighed as she struggled to break free (to no avail).

"Can't you give it a rest and NOT try to get revenge on her? Besides, what's in it for-"

"First of all, we're cousins, it's like siblings fighting, but you live in different houses," Uzi retorted. "Second off... I know how to make your hangout with your girlfriend betterrrrrr!"

Lizzy just blinked. Could she really trust this little weirdo to make her hangout (totally not date) more enjoyable? Frankly, not really, but she didn't have many other options.

"Go on..." she said dryly.

"Tell ya what," Uzi started to explain. "I'm gonna give you PomPom for the night. Cuddle with Doll for a bit, get really into an old human tv show or something... then let him scurry alllllll over Doll."

"And I get in return...?"

"The delightful giggling from your girlfriend."

"..."

"Ugh... and I'll wear one of the spare cheerleader outfits for the rest of the week."

"Hah!" Lizzy chuckled, satisfied. "Consider it done!"

Uzi's face lit up in pure excitement, foreseeing the absolute chaos that would unfold during their date. She released her Solver grip on Lizzy.

"Shake on it?" Uzi asked cheekily, holding out her hand. Lizzy reluctantly took her hand, relieved to see the little rebel didn't try to pull anything.

"Anything to see my girlfriend laugh," Lizzy smirked, but it melted off her face when she saw PomPom crawling on Uzi's shoulder. "But did your friend really have to be a roach...?"

"Yes, bite me," Uzi spat.

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The timing could not be more perfect.

Doll came into Lizzy’s room, looking very down and somewhat filthy. She immediately went in for a hug from her popular girlfriend, something she rarely ever did.

"What's wrong, Dolly?" Lizzy asked calmly, stroking the Russian drone's stiff wig.

["Nothing..."] Doll mumbled. ["Got in a fight. Don't wanna talk about it."]

"Yeaaaah... it's ok, girlfriend," Lizzy replied brightly. "Now you have me, and we can just cuddle and be cute together!"

Doll nodded slowly. Lizzy was so good at comforting her that it was almost ridiculous. Her bright, loving disposition was simply infectious. The solver drone settled on the bed to be as close as possible, a moth drawn to her light. Her low mood was a thing of the past within minutes of turning on some human tv show from the 90s.

["This again?"] Doll muttered. ["We watched this last week..."]"Nah, pretty sure this is a..." Lizzy trailed off as she watched the intro. "Nope, never mind. It's the pilot again."

["I've never understood why they named that character 'remember'..."] Doll commented.

Lizzy hummed in reply, and 10 minutes in, she noticed Doll seemed to be very drawn into the show, to the point where she'd barely respond to a poke on the shoulder.

Operation "Revenge of the Giggles" was a go.

The blonde drone reached under her helmet and pulled out a small, wriggling mass that had been sleeping until now. She let PomPom hop off her hand and onto Doll’s head, doing a rather good job of holding in her mischievous snickering.

["What's so funny...?"] Doll asked after a solid minute.

"Ohhhhh, it's a little secret, Dolly." Lizzy replied. "And secrets are blackmail... well, until they get found out, anyway."

["Implying... Eeheheek! *hic* Whaahaht the hehehck?!"]

Lizzy simply smirked as she watched PomPom crawl around on Doll's stomach in excitement, making the solver drone curl up and cover her belly to lessen the tickles. The way Doll squealed with laughter made a wide grin spread on Lizzy’s face, just as wide as the one her girlfriend couldn't contain. It was that adorable.

"Oop! Looks like my secret's out!" Lizzy remarked mischievously.

["Lizzyyyhyhyhy! *hic* Hehehahaa!"] Doll stammered, her voice broken heavily with giggles. ["Geeheheht hihihm off meehehheee! *hic* Ehehhahaha!"]

"Hm, nah," Lizzy answered, leaning back and going on her phone. "I'm totally enjoying this more than I thought I would."

However, it wasn't long before PomPom hopped off of Doll's belly, seemingly uninterested in tickling her more. Doll rolled away to put some kind of distance between her and the bug, falling on the floor.

["Nehehever... do that to me again..."] Doll huffed, her voice still laced with giggles. ["Heeeehh... what're you looking at...?"]

"Uhm... Is PomPom supposed to be squeaking at a random wall?" Lizzy asked, watching the bug chirping at... nothing in particular.

Doll shrugged, then examined the wall as she stood. Perhaps there was a threat on the other side? PomPom sounded very... in distress, something Uzi mentioned that giggle bugs could practically smell danger throughout the whole bunker.

Then Doll spotted the vent. A small one, but it was big enough to let an infestation of bugs in and out. There were two tiny flickers of pink light. Then two more. And more. Lizzy had noticed it, too.

"Uhmm... Dolly...?" Lizzy spoke up hesitantly. "D-does PomPom have any... friends?"

["Dozens, why?"]

"...why DID UZI LIKE, NOT TELL ME?!"

[Yep, that checks out], Doll thought.

However, she didn't get a response out of her mouth before more giggling came first. She looked down and saw the giggle bugs already crawling up her legs.

["No no no, nohohoho!"] Doll squealed as she curled around her stomach again. ["Hehhahaha! *hic* Nohohot ahahahgain!"]

"Doll!" Lizzy exclaimed as she perched herself on the backboard of her bed. She wasn’t having it any easier. The bugs had never tickled her before, which meant a lovely new friend. She had managed to get away, but not for long. One of the bugs jumped onto her leg and started its ascension.

"ACK! EW!" Lizzy screeched shrilly. "Get off me-eheeheee! Eheheheheee! Stahahahahap!"

Doll had enough strength to pull her head up and saw Lizzy being swarmed. It was somewhat adorable, hearing the queen bee's goofy, bubbly laughter... too bad she didn't seem to be enjoying it.

["Hehehee! *hic* just leheheheet it haaaahahappen!"] Doll advised as best she could. ["They'll stahahahp eventuallyhyhhy!"]

"Whehehehen?!"

["I don't knohoohOHOHOHO! AAAAHAHHAA!"]

The unholy screaming that came from Doll just after she stopped laughing almost made Lizzy assume the devil had paid them a visit. The giggle bugs had started using the fuzzy fluffs on their feet and rubbed them on Doll's skin, unluckily on her death spot.

"Hehehehey!" Lizzy exclaimed at the bugs. "Leheheheve her ribs alohoohohne!"

Unfortunately, she didn't count on the bugs getting to her armpits, and she let out an unholy scream of her own.

"AAAAAAAHHAHAA! NOHOHOHOT THEEHHEEHRE!" Lizzy cackled, throwing her head back as the bugs skittered all over her. She was having such a bad time that digital tears of mirth welled up in her optics.

After what seemed like hours (in reality, it was around 7 minutes of on and off tickling), Lizzy finally got to catch a real breath as the bugs got off her body.

"Heeeeeh... hehehe... ok... that actually felt nice... heheh..." Lizzy panted. "D-doll?" ["Lizzyyyhyhyhy! Heheheheh... heheheehelp!"] Doll giggled weakly. She'd had it way worse and was way over her limit. Unfortunately, PomPom and his buddies hadn't gotten the message.

"Oh! Uh, uh..." Lizzy jumped and attempted to scare the bugs away. Given that she had the height advantage, it worked. "Shoo! Get off her! Leave her alone!"

Little by little, the giggle bugs scurried away from Doll and back into the vent, headed up by PomPom, who the worker drones had no doubt was satisfied in another job well done.

"You good, Dolly?" Lizzy asked as she helped Doll off the floor.

["I-I'll be fine..."] Doll stammered as she tried to regain her breath. ["*hic!* hff... hff...]

"Dear robo-god... I'm so sorry, girl!" Lizzy said as she pulled Doll into a hug. "If I'd known Uzi would sic this on us, I'd have never struck a deal!"

["Is ok... is ok..."] Doll replied quietly, patting her girlfriend's back. The two pulled away from each other, looking at one another up and down. Then Lizzy giggled.

"Wow. OMG," she said. "Those giggle bugs really did a number on ya! And in a good way."

Doll looked down at herself. There was no trace of dirt and filth from earlier anywhere. No wonder the giggle bugs went on her so hard.

["Ah, well..."] Doll trailed off awkwardly as she blushed. ["Heheh... they did."]

"Oh you, always being so modest," Lizzy chuckled. She leaned back on the bed. "C'mon. You need alllllll the r&r after that."

Doll nodded and laid down halfway on Lizzy, clinging softly to her as they resumed their show.

["Hey Lizzy...] Doll mumbled.

"Hm?"

["Wanna help me get revenge on Uzi tomorrow?"]

"Totes."

["Thanks... what'd I do to deserve you as a girlfriend...]

The end :]

Wow, it has been a HOT MINUTE since I published a tickle fic! I really gotta get back into this, it's so fun writing murder drones fluff. <3

#murder drones #murder drones fanfic #murder drones uzi #murder drones lizzy #murder drones doll #murder drones tickles #sfw tk blog #sfw tickle community

[busycloudy]

OMGGG HAPPY ONE HUNFRED FOLLOWERS!??!?!?!?!!!!

Sooo, for your event... I'm feeling in a devious mood at the moment,, and i have decided... to do some tomfoolery >:D *evil laughter noises*

I have begun to start a collection of silly ideas, and it is a little series between us!! To start it off, would you be willing to do Savannaclaw with a feline! mc? <3

Also, here's a flower to congratulate your journey! 🌺

Ty for the flower! And yeah,100 followers! Hard to believe am I right!? Hope you enjoy this lil' thing!

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER BTW PLEASE FORGIVE ME I HAD 0 INSPO(doesn't even seem like it's part if my 100 follower event now lol)

Savannaclaw With a Feline!MC

 • TW: None 

• Fluff + crack fanfic per usual 

• MC is gender neutral  

• Enjoy!

Leona Kingscholar

Your independence is so aggravating to him(affectionately<3). Like, just let him help?!?! One time you got in a fight with some other Savannaclaw students, and he INSISTED on helping, but you refused and fought them by yourself. He had to take you to the infirmary that day, but the students were much more injured. You like cuddles? that's purr-fect(I'm so funny)because he LOVES having you as his pillow! Sometimes you'll just see him in the botanical garden and nap with him. Or if you see him in the hallways you'll just wrap your arms around him. He teases you for being so clingy, but he loves this so much. ALSO he sometimes scratches behind your ear because your purring is so adorable and he needs to hear it at least once.

Ruggie Bucchi

If you wanna be independent, you do you boo, now if it's something that you so obviously need help with but don't wanna admit it, he might help you. I feel like he's also a cuddly person(don't know why🤷‍♀️), so when you hug him after a long day a smile is instantly put on his face. When you try to pepper his face with kisses, he might just cup your face and give you a kiss on the lips instead. When you're walking around in the hallway and hear something fall near you, it's probably him. This man has tripped over your tail so much, and although most of the time it's on accident, sometimes you do it on purpose just to catch him and see him flustered.

Jack Howl

He does not CARE how much times you insist you don't need help, he is going to help you. In a fight? He either helps you or drags you away. You are going to get help with things like that whether you like it or not. He's not very used to your affection and when you randomly just come behind him in the hallways and hug him, but he isn't complaining. He might give you a kiss on the forehead in return. I think at first y'all HATED eachother (Y'know cat and dog kinda thing), but it was kinda became an enemies to lovers thing. Finds it a bit interesting when your ears twitches in your sleep(Do you know what im talking ab?). He'll ask you what you were dreaming about in the morning.

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WHY DID THIS TAKE SO LONG???Ahem, anyways, thank you @nico707 for sharing how you think a feline!MC would be like

And thank you @minty-bubblegum for the flower! This journey has been a long one, but a fun(ny) one also

#savanaclaw #jack howl x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader

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Spontaneous thoughts I have on Jay's opinion with laughter. No serious spoilers are in this post!

Well, number one, he's an entertainer at heart. (If being a game show host in season 4 is anything to go by.) He loves pulling people along for the ride! Laugh for a while, have a distraction, because it's important to smile every now and then.

That being said, Jay does a lot of laughing himself. He's been told his laugh is sporadic, constantly changing, and utterly infectious. Knowing this, he uses his own mirth to open the opportunity for others to laugh along too. It's a love language in a way, even if he acts like a clown. He doesn't mind putting himself in embarrassing situations if it'll cheer someone up!

And number two, he loves cheering people up. It's so satisfying to see someone hold in their laughter and, finally, let it EXPLODE out! He swears he can see the tension roll off them, getting rid of some of the edge.

He loves nothing more than listening to people's happiness, seeing their smiles. He's cataloged everyone's laugh in his head. Kai has a hearty gut laugh that forces out air, Zane's has a constant low chuckle sound to it, Cole doesn't do it nearly enough but he's hiding this loud cackle, Lloyd's has changed over the years but it's always been giggly, he swears that Nya has hiccups, and so on.

Jay gets in very giggly and affectionate moods. Naturally, he's a little shit too. Combine these two together and you get a tickle monster gremlin on the loose. Sometimes it's obvious, and sometimes it's not. If all else fails then he will resort to devious methods.

He's not sorry at all for whatever, quote on quote, "damage" he causes when in this moods. He's stumbled on Kai being grumpy after losing too many times at a videogame and immediately turned that frown upside-down. Zane's not doing anything but reading, but Jay is still going to torment him by sneaking up behind him and skittering his neck before ducking away, making sure Zane goes back to reading... and then tickling him again!! Cole's trying to do push ups? No! Now Jay's sitting on his back and tickling him before he can do the next push up! Lloyd won't stop fussing and can't get out of an anxious loop, but Jay's got just the remedy for that. Introducing, The Tickle Monster! While Nya... something more along the lines of poking her when she tries to reach for a screwdriver.

Jay's proud to say he's lightening the hollow look in their eyes, easing the burdening even just for a few minutes. He'd do it all over again, whatever it takes to see them happy.

To his surprise, the team feels the same way about him. Which, uh, no guys! He went to clown college, he's got this handled. He doesn't have any problems laughing anyways... it's not like he needs it... right?

WRONG! (And the team want revenge for all his antics too, so win-win.)

Jay's been a complainer, always has been, it adds to his humor. However, it's hard to tell what he's truly feeling. He says what he feels sarcastically or uses jokes to divert attention, and anyone can try to use context clues to piece together the truth, but he doesn't say much about it in an honest manner. He says it like everyone should brush it off, it's not a concern, there are more important things at stake. He tries to smile to prove them wrong, no matter how exhausted he is. He'll be the butt-end of a joke one more time.

Not one more time after that and the team has had enough.

Jay needs a pick-me-up, everyone needs to get silly in some way. Zane turns on his funny switch and gets ready to blast meme songs, it's game-time. Cole will dance, even if he dropped out of performing arts school, and show all the stupid moves and purposefully trip up just to see a smile. Kai goes for dramatics, the classics, bumping into things and gasping with mock-offense and poorly done impersonations. Lloyd knows how to pull a good harmless prank too, which he knows Jay can always respect. Nya whips out some priceless facial expressions, all the silly faces a parent would use on a crying baby.

And it's a bonding activity for the team too, to see a side of each other they don't get to see very often. It's refreshing. (They realize too how Jay has placed this role on himself, and how they do expect that of him as well. All the more reason to get silly for a change!)

You know what? It works too! Jay smiles, albeit not wide enough for the silliness to stop. He watches Kai deliberately open a clearly pranked can, curtesy of Lloyd, and shrieks when fake snakes fly into his face. Cole walks in moments later to voice his "concern" for the noise, and Zane walks in at the same time and SLAM! They bump right into each other and go tumbling to the floor, but not without Zane wobbling around with cartoon slip effects before face-planting into the floor. One after another, Lloyd pops out of his hiding place giggling at the expense of his team. But he doesn't see Nya sneakily approaching from behind, Lloyd wipes a tear in time for Nya, comically timing, to shove a snake puppet in his face with a loud HISSSSSS. Lloyd practically see's the First Spinjitzu Master and collapses to the ground with a scream, landing on top of Kai in the process. Nya stands there, quiet, before looking at Jay with a stupid smug smirk, waving a jazz hand and her snake accomplice on the other.

"Tada." She says simply.

Jay was already in tears by the time Zane fell, and he's joined everyone on the floor without being pranked or anything. He's not just laughing, he's howling and pounding the ground with his fist. He's kicking his legs and screaming, hugging his arms to his stomach and he laughs and laughs. He tries to say something, anything, but all his efforts trail off as wheezes.

It's music to everyone's ears. Far too long has Jay been quiet with his half-smiles and small chuckles. Seeing Jay try to grasp his laughter and fail all over again was worth all the effort they planned. He was happy again.

There you are, is what their fond expressions say, we missed you.

Even if it's an embarrassing period of time, Jay didn't stop laughing all throughout the day. At dinner, he snorted into his food and had a coughing fit. He still didn't stop laughing after that either. Sensei Wu, ever so oblivious to his students, didn't understand why but knew it was good to see Jay laughing again.

But sometimes, even those jokes may not work. Of course, Jay can be stubborn at times. Thinking what good reason does he have to laugh right now? He's annoying, everyone doesn't hesitate to say it, and that joke is hitting too close to home.

So when that doesn't work, they too result to devious methods. Jay was never immune to his own attacks either.

Kai practically tackles him in training, starting a tickle fight just because one curl on Jay's head was too curly. Cole can pick him up effortlessly and noogie his head and tickle anywhere else while he's at it, nothing Jay can do about it except giggle and kick his legs. Zane pretends he is none of the wiser when giving Jay a massage, he's too tense near his lower back... if his hands wander to his sides then they must be worked on, stay still Jay! Nya's being distracting as Jay struggles to work on repairs. They're a week ahead of schedule Jay, relax for a change. If he doesn't put down that damn wrench then Nya is going to poke under his arm again. Lloyd's pranks consist of feathers, lots and lots of feathers, and hey! If you can't beat them, join them! What else are feathers good for besides fluttering them up and down Jay's neck and ears?

Jay's never quite laughed so much in his life, he thinks, which is an accomplishment. He's immensely grateful his team is willing to pull him from dark places, that they care enough to do so. Even when all is said and done, they pull him close and wrap him up in affectionate words too.

Yeah, Jay loves laughter.

His team loves Jay's laughter too.

But the best part is when they laugh together. That may truly be Jay's favorite part.

#pandas speaks #ninjago thoughts #how insane do you think i am from this post alone /rt #asking for a friend

[peachymilkandcream]

Hello! I have a scenario in mind!

What if Evelyn accidentally breaks one of Levi's favourite teacups and gets really scared. She decides to hide it from him for sometime and instead seduces him and has sex with him to put him in a good mood. After the deed is done, she waits for sometime before confessing her mistake to him. What would he do? Punish her or spare her?

Levi x Evelyn -> Just Pretend

(A/N: Hello to you too Anon! Giving me devious little ideas with these two. Thanks for the request ^^)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Evelyn froze for a good five minutes after the initial crash. She was stuck in a state of disbelief, as if she stared at the shattered pieces long enough they would just disappear. Levi loved this cup, it was white on the outside with a singular gold band, but the inside was black with with a gold rose and vine pattern on it. Now that pattern mocked her as it stared into frightened eyes. Evelyn cursed her clumsiness, all she could do to fill her mind-numbingly dull days was read. Levi always would buy whichever ones she wanted, reasoning that if she had new, constructive things to do she'd spend less time escaping. It had come back to bite her in the ass, not looking where she was going and brushing it off the clean dish rack.

As she heard footsteps on the stair adrenaline kicked in. It wasn't Levi, he wouldn't be home for another hour if Erwin or Petra didn't keep him. Normally the thought of Petra flashing her tits at Levi just to get him to look her way had her rolling her eyes. She loathed Levi but expected loyalty nonetheless from both sides. Now she hoped Petra did annoy him enough to slow him down, buy her some more time. On the stair however was probably a maid, Evelyn swore they enjoyed her suffering and eagerly told Levi all of her faults, listening in when she got beaten or fucked senseless. The heartless bitches.

"Mrs. Ackerman? Is everything okay? I heard a crash."

Evelyn rolled her eyes, the snitch was probably hurrying to catch her in the act. "I'm fine. Just go back to what you were doing." Evelyn raced to grab the broom and dustpan, furiously sweeping.

However before she was done the maid in question, a girl her own age, enters the kitchen. Once she takes in the scene her eyes widen, the same maid who always was quick to tell on Evelyn. Their eyes meet and the girl opens her mouth to scream, but before she does Evelyn grabs her and pins her against the wall, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Listen to me you insufferable bitch. You think I don't know the shit you pull to gain Levi's favour? You enjoy knowing he beats the hell out of me after you open your fat fucking mouth. Anything to get him to notice you you fucking slut. You'd love to see him take it too far and kill me or throw me out wouldn't you?" Her grip tightens. "Wouldn't you!?"

The maid is sobbing and terrified, trying to fight her. She'd never seen her mistress have such a hysterical look in her eye, clearly Mrs. Ackerman was desperate not to face her husbands wrath, even if she was the one who told him of his wife's wrongdoings.

"You forget, I'm the mistress of this house, I may hate it with everything in my being but damn it I'm an Ackerman! You will respect me!" Evelyn pulls the girl back, turning her to face the wall and slamming her forehead into it again and again. Since she was in the Scouts before her marriage she had more strength than the maid. Blood stained the wall and eventually the other woman went still.

She pulled the body back to look into the lifeless eyes of one of the women who caused her more hell than she needed in her marriage. Part of her wanted to be sick, proclaiming oneself as an Ackerman and then demanding respect before brutally beating or murdering a person was Levi's trademark. Maybe he was getting to her more than she thought.

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Levi came home exactly on time as he always did, Evelyn had burned her bloodstained dress and cleaned up the cup. The body of the unfortunate servant was temporarily moved until Levi could dispose of it better. The fact that his wife just murdered someone wouldn't phase him, if anything he'd enjoy that she was becoming a callous monster like him.

She met him at the door, a fresh face of makeup as always, he always wanted her looking her best for him. "Welcome home Levi." Her lips found his gingerly, it was robotic, programmed into her.

He was much more warm, bringing her in a brief embrace and kissing her with more passion. "Evelyn."

She hesitates, considering if her plan will even work, or if she's just degrading herself for no reason. She swallows her fears and pride before pulling Levi's head towards hers and capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.

He's surprised at first, especially when her tongue slides into his mouth, tangling with his. A grunt escapes him as he pulls her closer to him, making sure she feels how hard he is, grinding slightly until she gasping and moaning into his mouth. This moment is too good to be true, she's never wanted him like this. Maybe finally she's come to her senses and will comply with him.

"Upstairs." She breathes, her voice breathless and airy.

He doesn't hesitate and lifts her in his arms, bringing her up the stairs and almost throwing her on the bed. It didn't take much from her to get into his pants, the mere thought that she wanted it makes him hard as a rock and needy.

Before he can pounce on her she holds her hand up in a 'Wait'. At first he gets annoyed, prepared to ignore her request until she stands and strips slowly, teasing him. He's so hard it's painful, it takes everything in him from pinning her down and taking her. All the dirty thoughts racing in his mind pause when she speaks.

"Levi..?"

"What is it?"

She's acting, but acting shy makes him squirm as she chews her bottom lip as if embarrassed. "Would you...take me from behind again...? It felt so much better...please...?"

Truly she was a goddess. It was so fake and all staged to fuel his ego, he knew. But it didn't change that all he wanted was to be balls deep in her soaking cunt. With a simple nod she assumes position on the bed, bent with her legs spread, glancing back at him innocently.

He takes his time undoing his belt and removing his clothes, he wants to give her a show too. He smirks when he sees the arousal making her pussy glisten, she couldn't fake that if she tried. He teases her entrance with the tip, taking note of how she wiggles against it. Such a good girl for him, just wanting to please her husband.

When he slides all the way in she moans loudly, pushing her hips back against him before he could even start moving, desperate for some kind of friction. He complies and meets her thrusts, making the bed creak and shake as they use each other for pleasure. No matter how much he's abused her pussy it's still tight when he's inside, reaffirming in his mind she was perfectly made for him and him alone.

He suddenly stops moving, making her look at him in confusion. "Use my dick like the whore you are."

She's flushed but he can see her face go a shade redder as she sheepishly bumps her hips against him again. Eventually finding a rhythm until she was drooling from the pressure, her tongue out and her eyes rolled back. He could feel her tightening around him, she was close.

"You want to cum do you?"

"Please Levi?"

He grabs her hips to stop her from moving, taking half a second pause before bringing her forcefully up and down his cock. She's whimpering and practically crying from too much stimulation until she's spasming and clenching around his dick with all her strength.

As she comes down he slams into her again, prolonging the orgasm and making sure his cum shooting inside of her is associated with the pleasure of a climax. All part of his conditioning to make her into what he wants her to be.

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As they lay in bed together the next morning they just study each other's features. She allowed him to hold her tenderly like a lover, like a husband. Panic filled her to the point of nausea but she had to tell him, confessing would be better than him figuring it out.

"Levi...?"

"Mm? What's wrong?"

Tears fall down her cheeks, this time it's not acting, she's genuinely terrified. "I'm so sorry- It was an accident- I knocked your cup- and it broke- I didn't mean to I promise. I'm sorry Levi please forgive me-"

Levi is silent for a long time, a really long time. Each second that passes without an answer more concerning to her than the last. She just wants him to get it over with, to say something. But if she spoke out now then he'd punish her for interrupting his thoughts.

"So this is why you were so eager with me last night." It was simply a statement.

She nods sheepishly, suddenly ashamed.

Another long stretch of silence before he finally speaks.

"I'll overlook what you've done this time."

"You will..?"

"You've learned your lesson. You understand how to earn my forgiveness. I can afford to forgive this transgression."

"I killed the the maid-" She blurts.

He simply shrugs. "I can deal with that later. They're all replaceable."

She couldn't understand how he was so calm. It was eerie. "You'd tell me if you were upset?"

He nods, stretching and picking up one of his novels. "You'd know if I was."

She continues to stare at him, taken aback by his relaxed nature.

When he catches her eyes he smirks slightly. "Unless you want me to punish you."

"N-No I'm fine-"

He goes back to reading but she can't miss that devious look on his face.

#attack on titan #break me slowly #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x oc #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader #oneshot requests

[mickmundy]

sorry if these are boring but 8 29 32 mayhaps..?

NOOOOOOOO NO WAY thinking about bushmed is NEVER boring!!!!! these are actually really fun and make me think about their dynamics a lot so it's super enjoyable for me!!!!! AND I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU AND ANSWERING UR ASKS MY FRIEND!! ^___^ LETSa go ehe!!

8. What happens if one of them gets sick? omg... how did you know i love sickfics (and its absolutely SICK that i havent written a FIC about this!!)... sniper and medic are both pretty medically savvy (and decently physically in touch with themselves) so they immediately know when they're sick. in terms of admitting it.... well.... sniper has no problem admitting he's sick. it can't be helped! he just sulks in his camper and treats himself until he feels better. medic on the other hand.. will acknowledge that he's sick BUT he will not stop and rest!! it's hard for him to slow down! :( either way, neither of them are afraid of a little sickness. it doesn't stop them from trying to cuddle and spend time together (even at the protests of the other one; they don't want to get each other sick!); even at sniper's protests, medic will dote on him and get him whatever he needs! medic will catch sniper toiling around in his van (doing dishes, trimming his plants, etc) and will sometimes have to remind him that he needs to be resting! but for the most part, sniper behaves himself and does so. medic, however, needs to be extracted from his lab and laid down in his room (or sniper's van!) and watched carefully.,. hehe.,., good thing sniper's sharp eyes are up to the task! ;) once he gets into his resting mode, he actually finds that he enjoys relaxing; it's getting him out of his workaholic mode that's the challenge! either way, both listen to one another's medical insight (medic is always eager to try any Cool Natural Remedies sniper has and listen to him explain how they work)!

29. Who is more likely to jump in an elevator? Who freaks out? LOL i love this because the answer is so obvious to me: medic jumps and sniper freaks out. i don't think sniper is particularly jumpy, but i think he's used to being the one who would "rock the boat", jump in an elevator, etc, so he just doesn't see it coming... until medic >:) medic is VERY devious and likes playfully startling sniper (it's very hard to do, after all. there's very little that escapes sniper's sharp eyes gut-feelings!) just to prove he can KSDFKSDF. after which both always have a hearty laugh; sniper shakes his head and waves his hand and medic giggles and bounces from foot to foot and is like "did i scare you!!! HOO!!" and sniper's like "yeah, y'did, better keep you right here where i can keep an eye on you >B//) and pulls medic close to him and holds him there, which of course medic eats up and Clings back! HEHEHEH i also think sniper would always be Wary of the Integrity of whatever vessel they were being transported in, whereas medic would be like hoo hoo! who cares! we'll be fiiiine!! SKDFKSDF

32. Who’s the better story teller? OHHH THIS IS SO CUTE!! i think medic prefers being the storyteller because he loves to talk about himself and all of his misadventures, but i think sniper is more fun to listen to. sniper will lilt his voice and gesture with his hands (and sometimes sneak a little jumpscare in and squeeze medic's waist! >:) heh heh!), really cultivate a Mood. that said, sniper loves listening to medic talk; he thinks it's so cute that medic constantly interrupts himself and laughs at his own jokes and gets sidetracked and then hits you with the punchline in the middle of nowhere!!! sniper can follow it easily and it can't help but make him smile. medic's giddy joy is contagious! but medic absolutely eats up sniper's stories about hunting (men and animals) and will eagerly perch on his lap and make him account everything about it in excruciating detail!! sniper knows how medic likes to hear stories so he always obliges... and uses it as a way to get a little flirty a little handsy with his beloved doctor!! ^v^ HEHEHEH... omg this makes me want to write a little fic about it!! GRAAAHHHH maybe if that's something people would be interested in, i will! HEHE

#asks #ILYYYYYYY #medsnip #dutchiehcs #dutchfoolery

[danwhobrowses]

Quick Wrestle Kingdom 18 Thoughts

Spoilers for the PPV just in case

It was a good show, I know I haven't done many highlights as of recent but sometimes the mood doesn't hit, and it doesn't get many views.

The first half was quite meh, I don't like the Ranbo still it remains a 'look at all this talent we don't have anything for' rumble to me, last WK I had hoped Master Wato, SHO and YOH would break out but they have kinda regressed, same with Great O-Khan. Not a single women's match too, you had Mayu Iwatani in the building but you couldn't fit a match for her? TJP's rechristening as the Aswang was kinda cool, the mask is devious looking but not too high on the dog collar, match was fair enough. Tana beating ZSJ felt like the wrong call though, the moment a wrestler comes into backstage power they should absolutely avoid putting a title on themselves it just sets a bad vibe, match ended very abruptly too, thought Tsuji should've gone over Uemera and Kiyomiya/Shota over House of Torture too. Ngl what are we doing with Kiyomiya? He looked like he was gonna get a big Okada feud but then got discarded at the G1, it feels like NJPW going 'we're very superior to NOAH' with his booking, Shota had a cool motorcycle entrance but he is another who could use a push.

Tama vs Shingo was a great match though, really threw out all the old Bullet Club finishers to put Shingo down, great final third. Glad that Hikuleo and ELP got the tag belts too, Bishamon do feel like the tag equivalent of ol' reliable. Speaking of ol' reliables, Hiromu on another Junior Heavyweight title match, love both guys but Despy was the right man to go over, need fresher challengers.

Loved Mox donning some Red Hood gear, but then Ospreay went Assassin's Creed and Smackdown Six Rey Mysterio with his entrance. Finlay winning was rather obvious though, not only because he was the only non-AEW wrestler but the whole agreement to gang up on him was narratively designed try and to put him over. The match was quite good, infamous BC interference marred it a little but can't lie Coughlin sat in the broken table was amusing, and the title looks pretty, I'll miss the US/UK red strap but returning to some IC-esque roots isn't the worst thing. Nic Nemeth getting a little scrap with Finlay looks promising too.

Okada's coat was pretty awesome, good to see them do a match unmarred by injuries but of course Okada went over, I think the next Forbidden Door or Wrestledream could be the Rubber Match. Ironic that much like Revolution last year, Bryan embracing the YES! chants led to his downfall - I don't think that was accidental - but of course it was a really good match. And finally, I loved me some SANADA when he was his Cold Skull, but 'Regular Looking Guy' SANADA, that ain't it, that ain't the gimmick. It was high time he was felled and Naito is a fitting guy to do it. Match was still good, but EVIL challenging is the wrong guy though stop trying to make EVIL happen again.

#new japan pro wrestling #njpw #wrestle kingdom 18 #wk18 #sanada #tetsuya naito #bryan danielson #kazuchika okada #will ospreay #jon moxley #dave finlay #bullet club #bishamon #guerillas of destiny #shingo takagi #tama tonga #el desperado #hiromu takahashi #hiroshi tanahashi #zack sabre jr #yota tsuji #yuya uemura #shota umino #house of torture #EVIL #kaito kiyomiya #tjp #nic nemeth #dolph ziggler #hikuleo

[avis-and-panda]

To Be or Not to Be-Chapter One

To Be or Not to Be 

(Or Something Like That) 

Chapter one 

The Storm Before the Calm… Wait What? 

         It was July 2nd, a Sunday. It was around noon and Kirishima had sauntered downstairs just a few minutes earlier. Most of their class was already up and about, just because it was still the weekend didn’t mean you could slack off, but the late risers only woke up sometime around noon or later. For Kirishima, it was around mid-morning at that time. 

         As soon as he got off the elevator, he made his way to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, with the hopes of waking himself up a little more for his first-thing run. Just as he had finished filling his glass and was about to take a sip, Mina approached him with a cheerful pep in her step. 

         “Hey! Going on a run?” Mina asked cheerfully, noticing his exercising attire and the water bottle he got out of the fridge. 

         “Yeah! I figured I needed it to get me going for the day. Didn’t get much sleep last night.” Mina gave him a small knowing smile and nodded. But, as fast as it appeared, the smile was replaced with a grin. 

“Mind if I join you? Oh! Unless you already planned to go with Bakugo?” 

         Kirishima laughed. ‘Never one to keep the mood down’, he thought, still in peaceful drowsiness. Today would be a good day.  

“Nah, that guy always goes on his runs crazy early – even earlier than me! And even if I invited him, he’d never agree. Always saying something like, ‘Don’t want you extras to slow me down’ or something.” Kirishima leaned from his place in the kitchen to see Bakugo eating lunch in the dining area. 

“Ain’t that right Bakugo!” 

“Fuck off!” Bakugo hollered back, glaring at their direction before going back to eating. 

Kirishima laughed again and turned to Mina. 

“So yeah, you can come! If you can keep up, that is.” Kirishima teased. She returned the tease with a devious grin. 

“Don’t worry, I think I’ll be fine.” 

The pair laughed and chatted as Kirishima finished his water and ate a small breakfast. When he was done, he started heading for the door, Mina following close behind. 

“So, what’s the track today?” 

“Just around the dorm building. I’ve been thinking about doing three laps this time, you know, to increase my endu—" 

Kirishima was abruptly cut off by a loud whooshing and crackling noise coming from the common room. Everybody was immediately alarmed and jumped to their feet, ready for action as gusts of wind seemingly appeared out of nowhere and swirled around what appeared to be some sort of cloud with electricity crackling in it. 

And it was all in the middle of the common room. 

“What’s going on?!” 

“Someone call Aizawa-sensei!” 

“It appears to be a small storm?!” 

Everybody started bracing themselves as the gusts of wind grew stronger, blowing objects around the room and breaking them. 

“Get behind me!” Kirishima yelled as he activated his quirk. Mina complied and activated hers as well, acid forming around her body. 

The “storm” grew bigger as a bright glow started forming in the middle of it. Suddenly, three figures fell from the cloud, as well as what seemed to be three bags of luggage. As soon as the figures hit the floor, the “storm”, which was then concluded to be some sort of portal, dissipated and the students could then clearly see who had just come through the portal. 

Who were not only unconscious but also very, very bloody. 

Of the figures who appeared, there were two boys and one girl. One boy was a brunette and was lying on his back, blood seeping from the back of his head and mouth, face flushed, and moaning from pain. The other boy had red hair and was holding the girl in a half embrace. His right arm was broken, blood flowing from his head and side, where there appeared to be a knife lodged in. Contrast to the other boy, he was concerningly pale, but the girl he was holding was even worse. She was so pale that one would question if she was even alive anymore. Blood flowed from several deep cuts down her arms and legs but what was most concerning was the large cut on her back which seemed to be where most of the blood came from. All three of them were wearing high school uniforms and appeared to be around their age. 

The students immediately jumped to attend to the unconscious teenagers. 

Yaoyorozu was the first to react and started barking orders to the others. After checking their pulses to make sure they were alive, they promptly started to stop the bleeding of the larger and more concerning wounds with whatever medical supplies Yaoyorozu made with her quirk. 

As Kirishima and Mina approached them, Yaoyorozu instructed the former to attend to the red head while Mina helped the girl. Kirishima nodded and they made their way to the unconscious pair. 

As Mina started to move the girl from the boy to attend to her wounds, the boy slowly regained consciousness. Kirishima immediately started talking to keep him awake. 

“Hello? Can you hear me? You’re badly wounded. I need you to stay with me, okay?” 

The boy squinted his eyes and seemed to be concentrating on something before they abruptly widened. He shoved Kirishima away and tore the girl from Mina’s grasp before he promptly started scooting away from them. He held the girl protectively, or as well as he could with one arm, and glared at them. 

“Don’t…touch her…!” He practically growled, in a way that reminded Kirishima of Bakugo. 

Kirishima slowly stood up and approached the weary boy who was still trying to move away. 

“I’m not going to hurt you, I promise! I just want to help. If we don’t get those wounds cleaned up soon, they could be fatal.” Kirishima sent him a reassuring smile. The boy still glared at him, but he glanced at the girl for a moment before looking back up. 

The boy was in pain, he could tell. He was still frightfully pale, but then he was sweating and slightly panting, which meant that he was probably overexerting himself just to stay conscious. 

“We’re not going to hurt you…” Both boys looked over to see Midoriya walking over with a placating smile and tense eyebrows. “Please let us help!”  

The boy narrowed his eyes at him before looking back at Kirishima and then the girl. Eventually, he nodded, and they started loading them both up on stretchers, courtesy of Yaoyorozu. 

Kirishima looked around and saw that the other boy was already on a stretcher as well. 

Seconds later, Aizawa, along with several other teachers, had come barging into the common room. Upon seeing the wounded teenagers, the teachers got to work and took them out of the students’ hands. After assessing the students and confirming that nobody else was injured, Aizawa made his way to take the wounded children to the hospital. 

“I expect a full report by this evening.” He waited for several murmurs of affirmation before he finally left. 

“That was scary. I hope they’re okay…” Murmured Uraraka off to the side. 

“They’re in the care of sensei, now. I’m sure they’ll be fine, kero. I am curious about who they are though.” Asui replied, pressing her index finger to her chin in thought. 

“They just came out of nowhere… Do you think they were attacked by villains?” asked Jirou with a shudder. 

“There’s a high possibility they were…” Yaoyorozu looked down with a concerned frown, “For now, let’s just clear out of the area. The police need to inspect the scene.” 

At that, everybody either retreated to their rooms or outside and left the police to deal with the mess. 

Kirishima and Mina met eyes as they started moving out of the common room. 

“I expect a full report by this evening.” 

Kirishima sighed, ‘I guess we won’t be going on that run any time soon.’ 

- 

Ever since the war ended, Uraraka had learned to expect the unexpected. Not keeping your guard up was how many heroes have fallen, after all. However, Uraraka had decidedly not expected three teenagers to fall out of a strange storm portal, bloodied and possibly dying. 

Uraraka and Asui walked side by side on their way to the store. After handing the wounded teenagers to their teachers, they gave a small report to the police and were allowed to leave with instructions to write a full report later. 

Uraraka couldn’t help but think about the wounded individuals from that afternoon. Who were they? Would they be okay? The girl, who had silver hair, lost a lot of blood. And the red headed boy, he reacted so aggressively when Kirishima tried to help them. They must have been attacked, but by whom? A villain? A— 

“Ochako-chan, are you okay? You’ve been spacing out, kero.” Asui commented. Snapping out of her thoughts, Uraraka jumped. 

“O-oh, have I? Sorry, I was just thinking about the… incident from earlier.” Uraraka scratched the back of her head in embarrassment as Asui pressed her index finger to her chin in thought. 

“Me too, kero. It was certainly frightening.”  

“Yeah…” Uraraka frowned. Asui placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and gave her a placating smile. 

“They're fine. Sensei took them to the hospital. He wouldn’t let them die, kero.” Uraraka returned her smile with an appreciative one. 

“Yeah.” 

  

- 

Six days later, July 8th, Saturday. Aizawa had called all of class 2-A to meet him that evening in the common room. 

“I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’ve called you here.” Uraraka, as well as several of the other students, murmured in affirmative and curiously looked around. Aizawa sighed tiredly. 

“I don’t want to stall any longer, so I’ll cut to the chase.” The students quieted down and waited in anticipation. 

“I’m sure you all remember that six days ago, three individuals appeared through a portal in the common room at noon, unconscious and injured. All three of them are alive and well. However, when we questioned them we came to realize some… interesting conclusions.” 

The students murmured quietly in confusion. 

“First of all, the three of them were indeed attacked, but not by villains. In fact, the perpetrators don’t even exist. At least not in our world.” 

…Wait, what? Even more confused murmurs piped up. 

“Not in our world?” 

“What is he saying?” 

“Wait… He doesn’t mean…” 

Aizawa continued, not even batting an eye at the not so quiet murmurs. 

“The portal the individuals fell through is a portal from another world. Meaning, the individuals themselves are from another world.” 

         Several students, including Uraraka, went quiet in shock and disbelief. The door to the dorms opened and four figures walked inside, behind Aizawa. 

        “Someone sent them here against their will and now they’re stuck. Until we find a way to send them back or find a better solution, they will be staying in these dorms and attending UA generals department, so they stay out of the public and we can keep an eye on them. They will answer any questions you may have.” At this point, Aizawa looked up from his paper and gave all the teenagers in the room a pointed look. “It is advised they do not go out on their own or interact with anyone besides those who made initial contact with them. We don’t know the nature of what is happening so their presence is considered dangerous. If they do need something that the school can’t provide, go with them or get it for them.” With that last comment, he glared at the red-head in particular.  

Aizawa stepped out of the way to reveal Yamada standing beside a girl and two boys. Six days ago, Uraraka wouldn’t have been able to tell you what they looked like beyond hair color, but seeing them then, she didn’t know how anyone’d miss them in a crowd. The girl was around average height and had long, wavy, silver hair and violet eyes. The boy to her left was quite tall, taller than most of the boys in the room, and had light brown hair and blue eyes. His hair was slightly long, but not long enough to reach past his neck. To his left was the other boy who had red hair and even darker red eyes. His hair was shorter than the other boy’s and in a basic style, except for the fact his bangs were longer over his right eye. They were all wearing the PE uniforms, except they had taken the jackets off and were then carrying them. 

         “I’d like to introduce to you Elena Bell, Arlo Keen, and Nikolaus Brandt.” And with that, Aizawa turned around, apparently ready to leave. 

         “Mic will lead you to your rooms. Get comfortable while you can.” The three of them thanked him as Yamada set three duffle bags, which appear to be their luggage, down beside them. Aizawa sharply turned, his eyes glowing red from his quirk. 

“Behave.” 

The three of them stiffened as well as some of the students. Aizawa turned and made his leave.  

“…That doesn’t work on us.” The red head, Nikolaus, huffed in English, to the class’s surprise. 

“I think he just does it to scare us, whether it serves as a real threat or not.” Said the brunette, Arlo, also in English. He let out a nervous laugh as he rubbed the back of his neck. 

“Uh…” 

Everybody turned to see Midoriya walking towards the three teenagers. 

“Y-you’re really from another world?” He asked, visibly shaking. Whether it was from nerves, shock, or excitement, Uraraka couldn’t tell. It was probably a combination of all three. 

“Yes!” Elena said cheerfully, Japanese this time. “I’m Elena Bell! Nice to meet you all.” 

Elena bowed slightly in greeting as some of the students greeted her in turn. Midoriya was beaming and was about to say something when Todoroki put a hand on his shoulder and held him back. 

“Wait, Midoriya. I’m sure you’ve got a lot of questions, but we should let them get settled before we start asking them all at once.” Todoroki spoke in a calm and monotonous voice, as if this wasn’t something worth freaking out over. 

“Todoroki-kun is right! This situation is quite overwhelming!” Iida piped in enthusiastically. He then sharply turned to the three teenagers and deeply bowed. 

“Welcome! Please, allow me to help you bring your luggage to your rooms!” 

“Oh! That’s okay we’ve got it! Thanks though!” Arlo said as he waved his arms in front of him frantically. 

“Nonsense! You just came from the hospital, it’s only polite to carry your luggage! And Bell-san’s arms are still covered in bandages!” Iida insisted, trying to reach for their bags. 

“Really, it’s fine! You don’t have to bow so deeply either! And we really don’t mind answering any questions you have.” Elena said with a placating smile. Nikolaus smiled in amusement at the scene. 

“Um…” Uraraka stepped forward, nervously playing with the hem of her shirt, “If you’re from another world… then does that mean you don’t have quirks where you’re from?” 

Nikolaus looked away from his companions, who were too busy trying to placate the enthusiastic Iida to really notice who had spoken. 

“Yeah, there’s no such thing as quirks where we come from.” Nikolaus replied, “But there's still some… paranormal qualities.” 

“What do you mean?” Yaoyorozu asked. 

“There’s no such thing as quirks… but there is a thing called magic.” Said Elena, having apparently left Arlo to deal with the insisting Iida. 

“Magic?” Several students spoke at the same time. 

“Yup!” 

Suddenly, little wisps of air formed around Elena’s arms as she lifted them. She situated her hands and made it look like she was holding something as the wisps of air gathered in them and swirled into a little ball. All the while, her violet eyes glowed and a soft light emanated from the ball of air in her hands. 

“I am what you’d call a witch.” 

#mha #The first chapter! #Enjoy!

[gwendollin]

:: 𝑽𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 :: featuring 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐚

♡. w//c. 2.2k

♡. t//w. [ SMUT. ] Femdom. Fem!Reader. AFAB!Reader. Brat!Gloxinia. Brat taming. Mommy kink. Pegging. Begging. Edging. Milking. Dacryphilia. Use of 'baby' and 'puppy.'

♡. sy//ns. "You won't do anything, right? You'll just lemme do whatever and roll over like a lazy cat. Why's that, huh? You just won't?" Amber eyes slid to stare at you, half lidded in bemusement and framed by a curtain of long, pretty black lashes. "I think you can't."

♡. a//n. Today's the daaaay! Self indulgent fic. ♡

As much as you loved the fae, Gloxinia could be a real pain in the ass.

That quick wit he possessed coupled with a silver tipped tongue often led to mirthful provocation. The main goal? To push at your buttons until you'd feel yourself at your wits end. You'd prided yourself on your general patience with him, yet there was something about Gloxinia's devious little smile and batting of long lashes that would occasionally make your temper spark.

Normally, though, you'd always just let it slide.

Gloxinia was often fickle, his moods fluctuating throughout the day at the smallest events of change; but it wasn't in a bad way. He was demanded to be calm and reserved towards others - especially those within his clan and with his former position as king - so you saw the capricious changes as the fae being comfortable enough to show you his true emotions. But damn, did you sometimes at least want to understand why he resorted to childish means.

For the fairy, it was honesty really simple.

He wanted your attention, but asking for it was boring. Jovial and bright eyed, he wanted to play around with your feelings. Never enough to genuinely hurt, but enough to make you want to do something about it! That acknowledgement alone in the form of a light scolding or something would have been enough. It'd make his heart flutter and eyes go wide to hear you snap back at him just once! But you often never did, showing him nothing but kindness in the form of lips pressed to his forehead and arms pulling him into a cradle against your chest. It was too sweet, too nice.

It wasn't until one day, he pushed you a little too far. If there was one thing you disliked, it was your capabilities being undermined. Gloxinia had resorted to his usual chaffing that evening in your shared home within the forest, voice a melodic lilt as it rang in your ears; "You know, I was thinking; some domme you are if you're always getting bullied by me."

Your brows twitched into a near furrow as your eyes slid to stare at him. Here we go again, it seemed. "Care to continue that thought?"

"I mean, isn't it your job to bully me?" he chided back, chin resting in the palm of his hand while fingers curled against his lip. "Doms are the ones in charge, right? Yet you just lemme do whatee~eever I want, whenever I want. Seems a little lame."

Arms folded across your chest after you'd placed the basket of fruit down onto the table. You'd foraged it that morning, seeking the shiniest apples and ripest peaches for the fairy because you loved the way his eyes would light up at the sight of them. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying," the redhead continued, fluttering to reach his free hand out for one of the fruits idly. "You won't do anything, right? You'll just lemme do whatever and roll over like a lazy cat. Why's that, huh? You just won't?" Amber eyes slid to stare at you, half lidded in bemusement and framed by a curtain of long, pretty black lashes. "I think you can't."

Your eyes narrowed. One of your own hands reached out suddenly, latching onto his wrist and stopping him in his tracks. Gloxinia blinked, staring at your hand along his skin inquisitively before looking back up at you with a frown. Soothing voice was a soft whine; "Huh? I wanna peach!"

"You think I can't?" you murmured, a brow raising. "And what makes you so sure?"

The fairy released a huff, cheeks puffing out in irritation. "Because I said so."

You wanted to scoff, but you held it in. Your grip along his wrist tightened. "Because you said so? That's not how this works, puppy."

Gloxinia's heart fluttered a little at the pet name, but he hid away the excitement and kept that pout of his strong along his pretty features. "Yes, it is! Now lemme go, I want a peach."

Instead, you tugged him forwards. The fairy floated close, his face mere inches from yours. Amber eyes stared into your own, a dusting of pink appearing over his cheeks at the rough handling. Suddenly it dawned on him and once again that sly smile appeared, eyes relaxing into their sultry hooded stare as he sized you up. "Mmm? Oooh, did I make you mad?"

Your lips compressed and teeth grit behind closed mouth. You kept your words even, but your tone had shifted, the sound a delight to his ears; "Everything I let you do is a privilege from me. If I punished you for every antic of yours, I'd never get anything that needs to get taken care of done."

Gloxinia rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue in distaste at the excuse. "Bo~oring!"

Head lifted and tilted in a way for you to stare down at him, eyes narrowing further. Instead of giving in like he expected you to, you instead grabbed the lightweight man and began to whisk him away. Gloxinia floundered for a second, squirming in your grasp along his waist and attempting to free his hand which you'd kept in an iron-like vice. Whines spilled from him, his free hand grabbing at your shoulder to try and push and pull away; "Hey! Lemme go! I want a peach, damn it! [Y/N]!"

Fairies, much to your convenience, weren't physically the strongest.

You'd carried the fae into your shared bedroom, where you tossed him down onto the bed with a thump. Gloxinia scrambled at the freedom, sitting himself up quickly but you grasped at his neck and firmly pinned him back down. Amber eyes widened and heart hastened.

"What are you doing?" he whined, a frown crossing his lips.

You didn't answer. Instead, free hand toyed with the waistline of his pants before the fabric was peeled away. Much to your amusement, your hand along his neck had an obvious effect on him that his body betrayed to you. Gloxinia's cheeks flushed pink as he peeked down to watch you.

You were skilled in the prep, wasting no time at all. Your blood bubbled beneath your skin, irritation setting in as his words replayed in your mind. You'd make him regret thinking your gracious generosity was an act of weakness.

"Wait," the redhead whined out, squirming a bit at your touches. "I didn't mean it-"

"You're going to lie now, too?" you hissed.

"'M not lying!"

Truthfully, you didn't care whether he was or wasn't. He'd said enough, done enough, pushed enough that now all you wanted was to watch him eat those words.

You started with a single finger before introducing another, the digits slowly moving themselves in and out in rhythmic strokes. Gloxinia uttered a soft hum, legs spreading further for you as you slowly worked him over. All the while blood flowed south, his cock hardening.

Fingers were replaced with the silicone of your strap, head positioned at his entrance and slowly you sunk yourself into his tight hole. Gloxinia whined, your hands all the while pinning the back of his knees up against his chest. As you stretched and filled him his heart hammered against his ribcage, pretty amber eyes peeking down to watch as you sank down until you'd stuffed him in entirety.

Hips rocked back slowly, lube sticky as it oozed around your cock and from his greedy hole. You paced gently at first, stretching him carefully and listening to the sweet little whimpers that dripped from his lips.

"A-ah, hah, fuck," the fae pitifully cooed out, eyes glossing over as you fucked up into him in just the right spot. His cock began to throb and leak, the milky white oozing along his length with every thrust from you.

You'd been with and known the fae long enough to tell just when he was getting close. He would tense, knuckles twisting into the sheets and mouth would part open. Repeatedly you would change your pace, quickening here and there until falling to a near stop as soon as he drew closer and closer. Every time his brow would furrow and he'd whine out your name in protest, those hooded eyes glassy with need and frustration. You didn't care. You watched him suffer, aching cock pulsing painfully with the need to cum but continuously being met with next to nothing the second the heat started to rise too much.

After a pause you'd taken his cock into your hand, lazily fondling him and spreading the cum that leaked until he was slicked entirely in himself. Hips would grind into his sweet spot, cock responding by dribbling down along your fingers and into your palm. Gloxinia's hands clawed at the sheets, hips squirming in an effort to get you to thrust into him but you refused.

It'd taken until the fourth or fifth denial before he seemed to snap, words spilling from him in pitiful frustration; "You're being mean!"

"Am I?" you purred, head tilting.

Gloxinia whimpered, offering a nod as response. You smiled deviously, mirroring his own every time he flaunted an attitude. The fairy shivered, skin erupting into gooseflesh as one of your hands came out to pluck at a pert nipple.

"Don't be such a baby," you cooed. "Don't you like warming my cock?"

There was no response. The redhead's frown deepened, cheeks now a bright pink as the heat and tension from his body continued to rise. Yet still you denied, moving only when he cooled off enough to regain his breath and happily milking his cock until the poor thing had puddles of his own cum dripping onto his stomach.

At some point, it'd started to hurt. His cock continued to ooze, the throbbing growing unbearable and an ache forming in his pelvis. Tears budded at the corners of his eyes before they were blinked away, left to slide down his cheeks as lip quivered.

"M-mommy, please," he'd whimpered out, the name piquing your attention. Your impish smile returned, a sense of triumph blossoming in your chest as you'd realized he'd fully begun to unravel. Like putty he was melted below you.

"Begging now?" you murmured. "That's not gonna save you."

Gloxinia swallowed, feeling small beneath your gaze. Still, with a quivering lip, he pleaded; "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Yes you did," you stated bluntly, idly stroking his cock. The fairy tensed, to which you stopped and simply ghosted the pads of your fingers along the tip of his cock. "You meant every word. Someone just doesn't like getting punished for once, huh?"

The tears continued to fall, the sight alone making your pussy throb. Pain and pleasure mingled together in a delicious cocktail that sent the fae's mind reeling. Words were babbled, the fact alone cute in it's own right; "I di'n't, I-I just wanted your attention, I'll be good! Can I cum? P-please? Wanna cum, Mommy, please, please? I-it hurts."

Sticky hand removed itself from his cock and in replacement hips rocked once more. Long deep strokes were given, the entirety of your strap repeatedly filling and leaving him painfully empty. Every single nudge against his sweet spot made him sob, the fucking alone not enough to get him off and you knew of this fact. You could sit here and fuck him for a few more hours if you really wanted, all the while there was nothing he could do. Any attempt to give his cock attention from his own hands was swiftly thwarted with a slap away from you. He'd given up at trying after the third attempt, hands coming to lay up and over his head against the sheets.

Still, he tried to beg, words choked on sobs. "Please, I'll be good, I won' do it again. I'll do anything, please, lemme cum, please lemme cum!"

It'd taken an hour or two, but eventually, you felt merciful. By the end of it he was a mess; body twitching and shaking, tear streaked face a pretty pink as glassy eyes adjured alongside his endless, incoherent drivel. You fucked into him lazily, hand finally placing itself back around his cock. Gloxinia's hips bucked, fucking upwards into your hand desperately. It took mere seconds before thick ropes of cum splattered across his chest and stomach, staining his ivory skin with milky threads.

He'd collapsed into the sheets, little hiccups stuttering his chest and erupting from his lips. Tears still dripped freely, sticking flyaway strands of crimson hair to his sodden face. Gently you'd leaned yourself down, lips pressing to the corners of his eyes to kiss away the salty droplets.

Your words were soft, breath warm against the shell of his ear; "Did my sweet baby learn his lesson?"

Gloxinia sniveled, arms shakily reaching up to wrap around your neck and shoulders. He clung to you, burying his face into your neck pitifully. "'M sorry. 'm really really sorry."

A little chuckle escaped you. "Good."

As much as you hated to admit it, he had been right in a way. You didn't punish his brat ass enough.

That would have to change.

#♡.pastries #♡.gloxinia #♡.sds #gloxinia smut #sds smut #gloxinia x y/n #gloxinia x reader #seven deadly sins x reader #sds x reader #tw dacryphilia #tw mommy kink

[trendywaifus]

your ask box looks so lonely omg 😭

can I order some

beidou, yae, eula cuddle hcs please

😼

— to be in beidou’s strong arms😩 but honestly, once you’re in her arms, literally you’ll feel so safe?? honestly, this woman gives one of the best cuddles and absolutely nobody can argue with that. beidou could literally be out on the ship watching over her crew and you would just come up to her for some cuddles. she’d flash you a toothy grin and she bring you into her chest.

— cuddling in her headquarters?? hell yes. she def would not let you go. try to leave? you’re not going anywhere. strong forehead kisses while telling you how much she loves you is the softest thing ever??

— drunk cuddles?? mhM. she gets realllllll touchy. doesn’t matter where she is, she could still be in a bar with people around her and would not give af. beidou gon practically tug you into her lap and bury her face into the crook of your neck, peppering it with sloppy kisses. anyone who tries to interrupt her will get yelled at and whacked with a bottle.

“ c’mere sweetheart, “ she hiccups, pulling you into her lap by the forearm. your captain gives you a drunken smile, her hands traveling downward near your ass. “ b-beidou! we-we’re in a bar right now! “ you shouted in embarrassment, she just laughs heartily. “ don’ worry, (name)! jus’ wanna cuddle yah for a lil’ bit then we can take it to my ship if you don’ want those goons watchin’ us. “

— cuddling with yae is such a pleasantttttttt experience. like i cannot exaggerate how relaxing her presence is. despite her mischievous nature, she can be quite the cuddle bug. esp in the mornings, her fox tendencies tend to get the best of her. you’ll wake up to her lying down on top of you, slender arms protectively wrapped around your waist. if you listen closely, you might hear yae’s soft purrs as if she’s snoring. if you make any noise which may sound like you’re awake, her ear twitches!

— if you ask her for cuddles out in public, she might indulge you. but to let you know, she’ll tease you, suggesting you to beg with amusement in her eyes. dw, yae will give you what you want eventually or if she’s busy, she’ll promise you with a sweet kiss on the corner of your lips that you’ll get cuddles later.

— can’t mention cuddling with her without mentioning her fox form! if she’s feeling extra soft or if you’re inna eh mood, she’ll turn into her fox form for some snuggles. but beware! she likes to plop her tail or even her whole small body on your face to fw you sometimes.

“ look, can you stop you cheeky little fox? “ you pouted, holding your lover over your face. her ears flattens, fluffy tail softly swaying side to side—wait is she giving you the puppy eyes too? your brow raised, catching the devious glint in her purple eyes which gave away her little apologetic act! “ yae. . .you’re not slick. but. .you do look arguably cuter this way than in your original f—ow! m-my nose! let go of my nose! i-i’m sorry, have mercy on me, guuchie of the narukami shrine!

— ah yes, eula! she’s not use to affection at all but she tries her best for you! she does not have very much time to cuddle with you because of her demanding duties but when she does?? this woman will give it her all so you best not try to shy away or she will exact her vengeance on you!! it’s not like you want to anyways because she smells so good! like sweet apples with a pinch of cinnamon.

— she usually returns to your shared home at night so you’re almost always there to welcome her with open arms! she absolutely adores it but ofc she won’t admit that. but the fond smile on her face says it all! it’s so much like a routine that eula gets quite grumpy if she doesn’t get her greeting hug. hell! she outright refuses to sleep without her nightly cuddles. that’s def why you musn’t shy away from her!

— eula sometimes prefers for your head to be on her chest while she lays on her back. the only reason why she wants it like that because. . .well. . .she randomly sneezes. yup. .which is weird because eula is not really allergic to anything? well, she claims that she isn’t anyways. as the reconnaissance captain, she spends her time outside which exposes her to a lot of things so you can only figure that could be the reason somehow.

you groaned loudly at the vibration of her sneeze coming from her chest. “ eula! keep sneezing like that and I’ll have to move my head back onto the pillow. i think you’ve tracked something today for you to sneeze like that y’know. “ she scoffs, moving her head to the side so she could sneeze again. “ n-nonsense! I’ve told you many times again that there couldn’t be any possible way for that to happen! now, if you dare thinking about moving, I’ll take that as betrayal (name)! “

#beidou x reader #beidou genshin impact #genshin beidou #yae miko x reader #yae x reader #yae miko #eula x reader #genshin eula #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact