Tumgik
#trail pro shock
kaciidubs · 2 months
Text
Confiscated
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
❣ Summary: He was going a little too crazy on the new Fans app, and you would swiftly reign that energy back in. ❣  ❣ Word Count: 791 ❣ Warnings: Slice of life, fluff, humor, sexual innuendos, implied smut, mention of Bubble and Fans messages, Chris is a flirt and menace to stays, Reader teaches him the 'fuck around and find out' clause ❣  ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣  ❣ Additional Tags: Chan is referred to as Chris, Christopher Bahng, Bahng, and Baby, Reader is referred to as Baby, this was a wild time for stayville, lightly edited ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Tap tap tap. Send. Switch. Tap tap tap tap. Send.
He was having too much fun with making stays go wild - something about making them have the same reaction as he did, simply pushing him to continue on with his extravagant behavior. 
From Bubble to the new - and arguably buggy - Fans app, he was giggling up a storm in his bed as he watched various reactions begin to pour in from his not-so-subtle flirtatious comments and innuendos.
However, what he failed to remember was one stay was considerably close by, and her reaction wasn’t contained behind the screen of his phone.
“Christopher Bahng!”
His heart nearly jumped out of his chest as he narrowly avoided dropping his phone on his face, eyes shooting to the slightly cracked door of the bedroom.
The sound of footsteps swiftly followed suit before the door swung open to reveal your flustered, astonishingly enraged face as you held your phone up.
“What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Um…” He squinted, unsure what he was supposed to garner from the black screen, “Talking to stay?”
“Oh, I know you’re talking to stay, mister ‘you know what’s sweeter than Dango Pudding’!”
The same heart that almost jumped out of his chest now fell to his ass - he could feel the heat of blush beginning to take over his face and ears.
“You still have my bubble?!”
You scoffed incredulously, “I- That- This isn’t about me! This is about you! You and your three addresses!”
His hands flew to his face, covering his eyes with an embarrassed groan, “No, no, no, please!”
“Nuh uh, it’s too late for begging, Bahng. Now, what’s this about some,” you paused, and he could hear the barely held back giggle threatening to break through your angered facade, “‘think you can handle it?’, huh? Or, ‘replying won’t be the only thing’, eh?”
Chris let out a shocked gasp as he scrambled to sit up, “You got Fans?! Baby, really?!”
“Baby? So I’m just ‘baby’? Not your-” A small snort escaped you, trying your best to keep a straight face, “-precious little Dango Pudding cup? Is that why you decided to stay on Bubble after wreaking havoc?”
“This can’t be happening - this cannot be happening right now.” Falling back onto the mattress, he stared up at the ceiling as he contemplated the pros and cons of simply disappearing off the face of the earth.
The bed dipped at the presence of new weight, hooking your leg over his hips to delightfully settle on his lap with ease.
“I’m confiscating your phone.” You hummed gleefully, leaning over him to grab the device currently abandoned beside his head.
“You’re what?” Angling his head, he caught your eyes with a pout, “You can’t do that!”
“Baby, you’re being extremely horny on main - trust me, I’m doing everyone a favor. Besides, aren’t you allegedly ‘cleaning your room’?” Looking around the bedroom pointedly, there was barely a hint of anything out of place, “Doesn’t look too dirty in here, but I’m sure we can make a mess to clean up.”
Your words had him choking on air, gasping and spluttering for words while a warm blush settled over him like a blanket.
“I- What- That’s- And you’re saying I’m the horny one?!”
Gasping in mock shock, you pressed your finger into his bare chest, “I’m like this because of you! Do you know how hard it is to try and watch a movie while your significant other is boldly sharing double entendres? How he’d do more than reply to his ‘favorite snack’?” Slowly trailing your index down the valley of his pecs, your tone softened as you tilted your head to the side, “Saying he’s not a flirt, then lamenting on how he needs them…” Honey dripped from your words as your eyes took on a sultry gaze, “Goading about whether or not they could handle it.”
The path of your finger stopped just above his navel, rising and falling with each bated breath he took - the air thick with lust and allure.
“Do you think I can handle it, baby?”
A chill ran down his spine, goosebumps rising along his skin as he blinked slowly, completely and utterly swept up in you.
He swallowed thickly, somehow managing to find his voice, “Can you?”
A smirk curled your lips, fire dancing behind your irises, “Guess there’s only one way to find out, isn’t there?”
Phones discarded on the nightstand, it wasn’t long until the bedroom truly had to be cleaned - and with a fresh pair of sheets and a clean pair of clothes, he made a quick excuse for accidentally ghosting on Bubble; the true reason remaining in the form of hickeys on his skin and scratches on his back.
Tumblr media
✧. ┊Tagged lovelies: @having-an-internal-crisis-rn, @midnightfrog625, @anyhow-everything, @bangchanbabygirlx, @sweetracha, @j-onedrabbles, @nightimescapes, @caitlyn98s, @ch4nn13luv, @ihrtlix, @sometimesleeknows, @jeonjungkookenthusiast1997, @maximumkillshot, @y-ur--i, @acker-night, @dreamescapeswriting, @specialstay, @broken-glowsticks, @s00buwu, @junglyric, @tinyelfperson, @jj-stay, @katsukis1wife, @inlovewithmusician, @keen-li, @armystay89, @main-character0, @vampcharxter, @ddyskz, @prettymiye0n, @bbgnyx, @ivyisnotokay, @bahng-chrizz, @milknhoneyracha, @hann1bee, @palindrome969, @newhope8, @softkissfelix, @luvyev, @luminouskalopsia, @kpopsstuffs, @luvyev
✧. ┊If your username is in bold italics that means tumblr won't let me tag you. If you’d like to be added to the taglist, fill out this form!
1K notes · View notes
toji-girl · 1 month
Text
cw: 18+ only content - mdni + repost + fem reader x pro hero! Katsuki + unprotected sex + creampie + praising + soft sex + pet names + cunnilingus + fingering + porn with no plot + not beta read + Katsuki is soft and maybe ooc + all characters are over 21
Katsuki loves to hold your waist while you ride him, digging his fingers in the soft skin watching the way his cock was splitting you open. You could hear him hiss and groan as he bottomed out.
Your eyes locked together hearing the wet squelch when you two met in the most erotic way two people could come together, his arms snaked around you allowing him to sit up and bury his face in your chest.
His hips lifted up off the bed to meet yours slowly dragging his cock through the sensitive warm flesh of your cunt, his mind began to fill with a haze losing sight of what was in front of him with the way you milked him already.
Earlier in the day you two spent time touching and caressing each other in an attempt to build up the need that now was simmering low in your belly, his fingers traced up until he reached the expanse of your back slowly massaging circles.
You rolled your hips grinding down against his pelvis wanting him to go deeper, greedy for it. You wrapped your arms around his neck and legs around his waist slowly moving with him in a sensual dance.
Soft panting filled the room and fanned across your face when Katsuki cupped both cheeks lifting your head to stare deep into his eyes, he wanted to see the connection you made when it was just you two like this, wrapped up in each other lost in the world of pleasure.
His lips found yours parting them in a slow kiss, he took the time to explore your mouth like it was the first time as he moved his hands down to your waist again groping before trailing them further until he reached your hips, his palms skirted across your body like warm butter on a pan melting against you.
Katsuki’s head fell forward in the crook of your neck moaning your name in between soft cries, the sound of the bed squeaking played background music to your moans that made a beautiful symphony mixing in with his.
Your orgasm climbed higher as you clung tighter to him, you trailed open-mouth kisses on his shoulder softly sinking your teeth in when you came, your pussy fluttered around him drawing him closer to his climax.
But he wanted to wait and hold out so he pulled out fully and rested the length of his thick cock against you taking in the sight of your pearly cream coating him, his eyes shut momentarily before opening them again and unhooking your legs from him. “Get on your back for me.”
After scrambling into place you looked at him with wide eyes as he placed his hands on your knees and pushed them to your chest giving him a chance to look at your pussy, he settled in between your thighs and stroked your lips with the tips of his fingers taking the time to caress you again, his touch sent shock waves through you, your lover touching you in such an intimate place made your face flush with a light sheen of sweat, slowly he kissed your thighs wanting to take his time.
His tongue brushed against your clit swirling the bud with the tip before flattening against it taking in the way you moaned and buried your fingers in his soft flaxen-colored hair tugging in an attempt to pull him closer, his name tumbled from your open mouth. “More! Kats! More! Please!” You begged letting the sensation wash over you.
“Like that baby?” He asked pulling away for a second before licking a wide stripe up ending on your clit again sucking it in his mouth groaning with the taste of you so heavy on his tongue growing drunk, his eyes shut taking all of his other senses in, the way you panted when he finally dipped his fingers inside you swirling around before massaging the spot that had your toes curling against the blankets.
Your hips lifted off the bed trying to grind against his mouth whining and pleading a mix of unintelligible words while tightening your hold on his hair, your pants became harder and more sporadic still sensitive from your orgasm he pulled out his fingers and spread you open. “So pretty, every inch of you my sweetheart.” His words swirled around in your lust-ridden brain setting you further into the fog of bliss, you sighed when he placed a tender kiss on each lip before kneeling again keeping your knees to your chest.
“Hold behind your knees, be a good girl for me,” Katsuki instructed watching you do what you were told staring at him and the way he smiled before scooting closer to rub the swollen head of his cock against you smearing your slick before slowly thrusting in stopping at halfway knowing it was a struggle, he dropped down caging you under him with his arms on either side of your head as he kissed you gently.
“You can take it, can’t you?” He asked pulling back to see you nod your head and tears prick your eyes, it was always a stretch to take him but you always did. Katsuki smiled and rutted his hips enough for the head to stay inside you, he could feel you trying to suck him in deeper. He cooed above you praising sweet nothings while kissing behind your ear.
Inch by inch Katsuki waited until he was fully inside you before moving, he drew back and rammed forward gently slapping his balls against the curve of your ass each time he buried himself deep inside you, his fingers curled into the sheets as he buried his face into the crook of your neck finding home in the way you circled your arms around him bringing him closer to you.
It wasn’t until you whispered. “I love you.” In his ear that sent him off the edge, he came losing control of his hips that were now flush against yours filling you with thick ropes of cum that oozed when he pulled out kissing the tip of your nose.
“I love you too.” He whispered cupping the back of your head and pulling you against him while rubbing your back.
413 notes · View notes
olderthannetfic · 8 months
Note
At the time of writing this, Audrey R. has already resigned from running for OTW board, and the way people have acted about her candidacy the past few days has been disturbing, but also sadly unsurprising. Please, to anyone who may read this- I know those immediate gut reactions of shock, horror, disgust, I personally find that I can't stand Republicans and conservatives, I generally hate their views and what they stand for.
But please, don't just blindly spread misinformation and fear. I know there's little nuance to be found on tumblr, but people were misrepresenting her and her policies and unnecessarily riled each other up to the point where people took it upon themselves to go after her and her employer under false beliefs.
She's a Republican, yes. But how many people have taken the time to actually look her up? She's run as an independent before, her policies aren't the conservative bs people are making it out to be, and quite frankly, in her district, there is no realistic chance for a Democrat or an independent candidate to win elections.
In one of her Q&As, she had this to say:
"One of the most important things I learned on the campaign trail was this: it does not matter how loud your voice is if you don’t have a seat at the table. My advice to #EOTWR is recruit and/or run so they can get a seat, and find ways to involve the people currently in the positions to make change."
Combining her locale, statements, and platform, she's at worst a centrist who's running with the Republicans for a chance to win and actually try to change things within the system in which she's contained.
There's no evidence of her being pro-censorship. There are legitimate concerns about the effects of social media, screens, and the internet on youths, especially because they're so relatively recent in our history. People saw her party, her organization, other people's reactions, and assumed the worst.
If people actually did research and came to their own conclusions or simply decided that a republican affiliation in and of itself was an automatic deal breaker, I completely understand that. I personally wouldn't have voted for her either way. It's understandable that candidates will be discussed and criticised, but don't make things up to make her worse than she actually is.
--
763 notes · View notes
sooniebby · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
ఌ 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 & 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈
❝ 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙨? ❞
꧁ 𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂
Word count › 1.6k
Rating › NSFW
Warnings ›a bit mean no character x character action
Kinks › light spanking/degradation
╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
╰┈─➤ BEGINNING
(Name) was a bit weird. He knew, realistically, it was a bad idea to two time people but it wasn’t like they were truly dating. It was just sex and he made sure to test himself every two weeks. He was safe. 
It was just the two people he was sleeping with was vastly different. 
Kaminari was more soft, shocking (Name) the first time they ever had sex. It reminded him of the first time he had sex. Sweet whispers and moans of how good he made Kaminari felt. He could still remember the time Kaminari kissed him. 
It wasn’t something he thought about but it felt nice in the moment so he never stopped him. 
Compared to Todoroki…. 
It was like day and night. 
Todoroki was more rough. Skin slapping together and (Name) on his hands and knees the entire time. It felt more like actual fuck buddies than Kaminari. Normally, any other person would describe Todoroki as a bit dehumanising during sex but (Name) thought nothing of it. 
The two just gave him different types of sex and it was the most addicting thing ever. 
But sadly, he wasn’t even sure how he got himself in this situation. 
Kaminari was staring at him a bit hurt, sitting on a chair in the corner of the hotel room they were in. Todoroki, how did he even get here, was standing. His face was normal as if this didn’t bother him but (Name) knew he was a little hurt that he wasn’t the only fucking him. 
“You should’ve told me. I was…” Kaminari’s voice trailed off, hurt on his face once more. 
Todoroki hummed. “I would’ve been fine with it if you had just told me.” 
(Name) cursed. He had accidentally scheduled a time with both of them on the same day, at the same time. The two pro heroes ended up seeing each other try to enter the same hotel room. (Name) could still feel the heart attack he had when he opened the door to the two heroes staring down at him. 
Well, Kaminari was his height. It was more of Todoroki staring down at him. 
“I’m not a whore… If that’s what you’re thinking. We can stop, whatever this is, if you guys want,” (Name) said, staring at anything but them. 
“But you are.” 
“Todoroki!” Kaminari screeched, fear on his face. 
(Name) looked up in shock. A whore…? 
“You wanted the both of us but couldn’t realistically do anything about it.” 
Kaminari shook his head, ready to get up. “You guys can have your sex thing without me. I’m—”
“—Sit.” 
(Name) watched in shock at how quickly Kaminari dropped back down. A blush etched on Kaminari face as he looked away in embarrassment—shocked at himself for even complying with the man. Todoroki had a small smirk on his lips, a bit surprised himself that the blonde actually listened. 
“Strip, (Name).” 
(Name) glanced over at Todoroki. He saw the look the hero gave him, a look that told him he had the right to refuse. That he could say no and that would be that. But something inside him told him it could be fun. 
To live a little. 
Slowly, (Name) unbuttoned his shirt. It was something he has done before but not in front of an audience. He could tell Kaminari was still looking away—still mentally reeling at his recent actions. Todoroki was just staring at him, eyes watching his shaky fingers pull of his shirt completely. 
“Hurry up. I’m getting bored.” 
(Name) kissed his teeth but did as he was told. Swiftly pulling off his pants and underwear in one go. He felt a shiver up his spine from the cold air and looked up at Todoroki for any other instructions. 
“Kaminari, look.” 
Kaminari shook his head. “No, no. I’m not into this type of stuff.” 
It took only two steps for Todoroki to reach Kaminari and gently grasp his face, turning it to face him. (Name) couldn’t really see what was happening but he could tell that Kaminari was getting turned on by how pink his face was getting. 
Todoroki whispered something that caused the blonde’s breath to hitch and glance over at (Name). (Name) stared back, surprised at himself for not feeling embarrassed at being the only one who’s naked. 
“Come over here.” 
(Name) blinked and stood up to walk over only to be met with a glare from Todoroki who glanced at the floor. 
What…? 
(Name) was confused but kneeled down. There was no way he wanted him to crawl over there? 
Right? 
Well he would be wrong because as soon as he began to crawl over, Todoroki’s glare was gone as he moved away from Kaminari who could now get a full view of (Name) crawling over to him. Kaminari looked panicked but didn’t move, looking up at Todoroki to wonder what the hell he was planning. 
“(Name), can you do me a favor?” Todoroki asked, a small smirk on his lips as he reached over and pulled down Kaminari’s sweats. Kaminari cried out in shock, reaching over to grab his hand but was too weak to really do anything about it. 
Todoroki was stronger than him. 
(Name) hummed, reaching up to be in between Kaminari’s legs. It didn’t have to be said on what Todoroki want to happen. Kaminari’s cock was harden already, laying on his stomach in it’s five inch glory. He covered his face while muttering on and on about how crazy this was to do it in front of his coworker. 
Todoroki and (Name) ignored him. 
“Suck him.” 
(Name) didn’t need to be told twice. He reached over and licked at Kaminari’s cock, earning a gasp from him. With that, he raised his hand to grab it but was stopped by Todoroki. 
“No hands.” 
(Name) held back his tongue and nodded, leaning forward to try and take the cock in his mouth. He struggled a bit which Todoroki took pity on as he reached over to pull the cock towards him. Kaminari flinched at the touch but continued to cover his face—not wanting the two to see him. 
It was always easy to get Kaminari near release. He was so sensitive. 
(Name) knew blowjobs wasn’t his strong suit but he always tried his best. He tried to fit as much as he could while sucking on the tip, letting his tongue lick off any of the sweat Kaminari got from his hero shift earlier. 
Kaminari’s legs twitched with each suckle, keeping his lips tight so no moans slipped out. It was a shame, (Name) loved at how whiny Kaminari was whenever they had sex. It was a great balance to Todoroki’s limited groans. 
(Name) was so into sucking that he didn’t notice Todoroki was behind him until he felt a smack on his bare ass. He screamed, causing Kaminari to groan at the vibration on his cock. 
He so desperately wanted to look behind himself to see what Todoroki was thinking but he didn’t want to leave Kaminari hanging. (Name) pushed through, wondering when the next slap would come. 
It came whenever he got lost in the pleasure of Kaminari. (Name)’s back arched when Todoroki slapped his right cheek his time. The sound of slurping and hand touching skin was the only thing left in the room. 
(Name) wished he could speak and tell Kaminari to let loose. 
But it seemed Todoroki was able to for him. 
“Kaminari.” 
“Hngh…?” Kaminari whimpered, cursing to himself for letting him hear him. 
“Let (Name) hear you… Let me hear you…” Todoroki said. 
Kaminari shook his head, looking away. Todoroki didn’t say anything else, just a simple hum in response. (Name) could feel his jaw starting to hurt. He could certainly feel that Kaminari was close but wasn’t coming. 
Another slap on his ass caused him to accidentally bite on Kaminari’s dick. 
Kaminari’s voice was loud and sudden. From the bite, which would honestly hurt most, sounded more like a moan than him being in actual pain but that was something (Name) would think about another time. 
Something salty and sticky released in his mouth. Kaminari had came. 
(Name) pulled away, swallowing it easily. He glanced up at Kaminari’s face who had tears streaming done his face with an embarrassed look in his eyes. 
“Kami….” 
“Don’t. That really hurt.” 
“What did?” 
“My dick and my feelings.” He muttered, wiping away any tears on his face. 
(Name) blushed when he felt Todoroki pat him on the head as if he was a dog. He watched as he walked over to Kaminari and did the same. 
Kaminari simply stared at him in shock. 
“It’s okay. It’s just role-play.” 
Kaminari sighed. “Yeah, the sex was but my feelings weren’t!” 
Todoroki hummed, “then let’s go on a date. All three of us.” 
“Huh?!” (Name) and Kaminari yelled. 
“What? We might as well.” 
(Name) felt this had to be a dream. He knew it wasn’t set in stone but if he could possibly keep both men… 
Ah, it would be a dream come true! 
“After sex though, my dick is hard,” Todoroki said, reaching over to take off his clothes. 
Fuck, (Name) was not ready for sucking another dick. But his own dick twitched at the thought while he could see Kaminari look mildly interested in what Todoroki could be packing. 
Well, he could entertain him for a minute. 
It wasn’t a minute. Todoroki fucked him like he usually did with Kaminari in front row view of it. (Name) felt embarrassed with each thrust that caused him to scream out in pleasure. He could tell that Kaminari was a bit off put by Todoroki’s words of degradation—calling (Name) a slut or whore. 
“Next time, “Todoroki grunted, his thrusts becoming inconsistent, “do you think you could handle the both of us?” 
(Name) mewled as he could feel himself coming close. “Yes, yes…” He muttered, looking straight ahead at Kaminari. Kaminari blinked but kept eye contact with him, glancing up at Todoroki a few times as well. 
Yeah, next time, he was going to enjoy them both.  
╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
╰┈─➤ END
Another request finished! The person who requested this, so sorry for accidentally deleting your request
I’ll be posting tomorrow again another BNHA request
Requests are open so please request anything you like (check my introduction first for any no’s and the fandoms I do though)!
Thank you for reading!
1K notes · View notes
hellsburners · 10 months
Text
thin walls
summary: this new york city apartment has terrible walls! pairing: matt murdock x gender neutral!reader word count: 934 warnings: 18+ warning, masturbation, perv!matt, eavesdropping, mutual masturbation kinda?, sex toy use, neighbor!matt a/n: was writing for a request but this prompt came to mind lol.
masterlist | more matt murdock
Tumblr media
Matt Murdock let out a yawn listening to his screen reader, neck aching, lids half-hooded at this point. It was well beyond the night for this lawyer of Hell’s Kitchen. It was definitely nothing new, taking hours doing research for a case. The week has been busy for him, balancing pro-bono cases and bigger cases to pay for the bills, this didn’t even include his nightly duties to the Kitchen. 
Matt was in his dining area with his laptop and tons of paperwork, one earbud on as the robotic voice of the reader blurred in his tired brain. He pauses the audio and rests his face on his hands. The sounds of his neighborhood started to flood his senses, the dogs barking, the couples fighting, the crying babies, it was all making his head hurt. He tries to breathe his way into silencing the noises, purely focusing on blocking them all out when he hears a moan and buzzing sound from the unit next door. He knew who you were, you’ve exchanged greetings before, you even gave him packed food on Christmas day. It was a warm gesture, something that rarely happens in this neighborhood he loves to protect. 
With Matt tuning his senses to the sounds coming from your room he hears what you’re doing clearly. You were on your bed, he heard the way the bed creaks and the way the cotton sheets brush on your shirt, you were completely naked waist down, the vibrating toy in between your legs teases you sex. It was a gift from your friend, you told them it was embarrassing and that you would never use it anyway, but here you were holding the six-inch pink vibrator in your hands. 
On the other side of the wall Matt could hear you spread lube on the vibrating device. He furrowed his brows and removed the earbud to fully listen to what’s happening. Matt knew it was wrong, he purposely intended to only use his hightented abilities for good, not for eavesdropping on your neighbor masturbating. He loosens his tie from the heat starting to burn inside him, unbuttoning the first two buttons from his shirt. He hears your soft moans from you teasing your sex with the vibrator, you try to increase the intensity and you suddenly shudder from the shock of pleasure. At the same time, Matt could feel his own erection form. 
Your mind wandered to the hot neighbor you had, with his red glasses, unkempt stubble, and his soft lips. You wondered what it would feel to have those lips on your skin, the softness of his kisses with the roughness of his facial hair trailing down your body to your center. Your eyes closed as you dive deeper into your fantasy, moaning while your thighs move closer. You were reminded of that time you saw him take a package left on his doorstep with the name “Foggy” written on it. He was only clothed from the waist down with worn out sweatpants with the hems tucked into old cotton socks. You marveled at his toned body, his big arms, his broad chest and his abs. You couldn’t help but stare as he bent down and his muscles contracted into deeper lines making them more defined. 
“Fuck,” you said as you started to put the vibrator in your sex, feeling your muscles tense and give into the sensations. The lube added more ease to the thrusts you were doing to your center. You gripped the sheets as you moaned. In your head the pleasure wasn’t from a toy but from the man in the unit next door. 
Behind the thin wall Matt Murdock was also in the middle of pleasure. He had opened his trousers and was pumping his dick to the sounds from the other room. Your voice starts to pitch higher from the immense pleasure. You muffle your moans with your other hand as you continue to fuck yourself. In a twisted use of his abilities, Matt could single out the  moments the vibrator would go in and out of you. He used that chance to pump his dick in the same rhythm to yours. 
Come on, sweetheart, let me hear your moans, he whispers under his breath, his chest rising and falling. He spits into his cock to give him some lubrication so his thrusts could be faster. You were a whimpering mess, your hand leaves your mouth to play with your nipples. You wanted to call for his name. The name of the man next door. Matt was it? Your orgasm was close. Your body slightly convulsing, tears pooling in your eyes. You wanted him so badly, want to feel his cock as it thrusts inside you. You want to feel him lose himself in your arms. A carnal desire looms over the both of you.
“I want you so bad, Matt,” you moaned. Matt was shocked to hear you moan his name, and how you wanted him. Wanton lust pulses through Matt’s body as he cums. His senses focusing on your beautiful noises, his cum pools on his abdomen as he climaxes.
The tension inside you loosens as you give out your release. You give out one last moan before you fall back to the mattress. You turn off the device and take it out of you. You lay there in your bed, ashamed of what you’ve done. The same way Matt feels. Sin won tonight in Hell’s Kitchen, wherein you and the devil lost yourselves to lust. Matt wondered if it would happen again tomorrow night. 
He grins.
interactions are greatly appreciated btw if u liked this fic and want more send me a prompt and i'd gladly make something from it :>
733 notes · View notes
earthtooz · 1 year
Text
just a quick hawks idea that came to me <3 it's awkward lol but gn and pro-hero!reader
Tumblr media
you might need to put your agency on lockdown.
admittedly, a hero agency going into lockdown was incredibly hypocritical, but when the threat was the number two hero himself, hawks, you can’t take any risks. everything must be secured so he cannot step even one foot into the premise or you’ll call emergency out of desperation and exasperation.
of course in the case of an actual lockdown, you would be expected to be there on the front lines which means you’d be the one responsible for being face-to-face with the problem. and if hawks flashed that charming smile at you or laughed that boyish laugh of his, you’d be surrendering. easy defeat.
but, the moment you’ve been dreading all day comes a little sooner than you expected, when three knocks on your door abruptly capture your attention and in comes one of your assistants. 
“ah, l/n? hawks is here and wants to see you,” she says, sounding a little overwhelmed. hawks can be intimidating when he doesn’t mean to be after all and well, you too were dreading meeting him for completely different meetings.
“don’t send him in,” you blurt, causing your assistant to widen her eyes in shock. you know she has the urge to ask why but quickly nods in affirmation before disappearing behind the office door once more. 
crisis averted. or so you thought as a sturdy, red feather begins dancing on your desk, one that you knew wasn’t there before.
it must’ve slipped in alongside your assistant and your heart drops at the realisation, especially when it becomes gesturing to your window; a signal you somehow recognise. 
“oh my goodness,” you mutter before turning around in your chair, coming face-to-face with the winged hero as he taps impatiently on your window, your chest already beginning to compress with the way your heart rate increased, and a thrill of exhilaration runs its course through your veins; two natural reactions that happen very commonly whenever you’re around hawks.
you hurriedly shut the curtains on his face, not having long to rejoice before his feather lifts up a portion of the blinds to reveal his unimpressed expression, coupled with an amused eyebrow raise and a dangerous smirk. hawks then gestures upwards with his pointer finger and you knew immediately that he meant to meet you on the rooftop of your agency; a place he likes to crash onto whenever he wants to. 
(you once asked him if he had better things to do than hangout on the top of your building and he replied that he’s there because he’s bored but you know otherwise. if there’s something about hawks it’s that he’s never free. his schedule was worse than yours and even then, yours was unmanageable. where he found a slot to loiter around your establishment, you don’t know. the bigger philosophical issue was why.)
you’re backed into a corner with nowhere to go but the rooftop and the wing that clung to your hero clothes was only emphasising the direness of your situation.
the moment you open the card-regulated door of your rooftop, hawks is already waiting for you, his face bursting into a dazzling smile as a glimmer appears in his eyes, ones that rivalled the sun. 
“there you are, sweetheart!” he greets, fluffing up his wings as the singular feather trailing beside you returns to its rightful owner. he takes generous steps towards you whilst you take smaller ones to meet him in the middle, your arms crossed over your chest in hopes of maintaining an apathetic front to deter him. 
it must not have been working because he does not look fazed. not one bit. 
“what are you doing here?” you grumble, subtly admiring the way his ruffled hair blows with the wind and how radiant he looks with the sun shining upon him. “don’t you have things to do that are more productive than bother me?”
“i am being productive; i’m chasing up on a deal that i made with you. maybe you need a little reminder to what it was?”
“please, don’t start-”
“-if i placed above you in the hero rankings this year, i would get to take you out on a date. remember anything along those lines, pretty?” 
you hide your face from him, using your hands to cover your eyes as you look away.
him, being the embodiment of your worst nightmares (daydreams), bends around so he would appear in your eyesight again and when you catch a glimpse of him, you just shut him out again using your hands. a deep chuckle spills from the winged hero at your childish insistence, genuinely entertained and infatuated by you.
“c’mon, stop ignoring me. i earned this date fair and square.”
“if i do not see, i do not perceive, please leave me alone.”
“oh c’mon number six, i’ve already placed reservations at a hot place i’ve been meaning to try together. won’t you be nice?”
removing your hands, you meet his gaze with a perplexed one of your own. “i’m serious, hawks, i have work to take care of. don’t you as well? we can’t just take breaks whenever.”
“and i’m serious about this date. so much so that i rostered more sidekicks on today than i normally do. everything is being taken care of so stop worrying, would i really be japan’s number two hero if i didn’t plan out every last detail?”
you huff, signalling his defeat. he was right. his surveillance abilities were off the charts. if anyone knew where danger was happening the second it occurred, it would be hawks. just- does he have to be so smug about it? it feels like he’s rubbing salt in the wound of your defeat yesterday at the hero rankings.
“fine,” you give in with an ungracious eye roll. “let’s go to this hot pot reservation of yours since you’re so insistent about how diligent you are.” 
“oh, do you find that attractive?”
“how about you take me out before i regret it?”
“as you wish!”
997 notes · View notes
riptideripley · 4 months
Text
Attached.
Tumblr media
a/n: slightly based on - Always been you by Chris Grey.
summary: Rhea was your ex girlfriend who always seemed to be connected to you..
word count:1,563
Rhea couldn’t seem to get away from you. Her heart,mind,and soul was attached to yours. She knew you couldn’t say the same since you moved on quite faster than she expected,finding yourself with one of her co-workers Shayna Baszler. It completely pained Rhea,knowing how quickly you moved on while she struggled to find herself with anyone other than you.
So here she was driving down your street,knowing Shayna wasn’t gonna be home for 3 weeks. It felt as if she was going..home. Soon she pulled into your drive way,having a spare key to the home she once shared with you. She unlocked the door and to her surprise,there you were on the couch. Lucky her you didn’t hear her come inside,too busy listening to music while working on some things. She crept up behind the couch startling you as you looked up,instantly snatching your headphones off. Just as you were about to scream,she covers your mouth.
“Sh sh shh..It’s just me honey. I knew you missed me,look at how your body is just reacting off of me touching this pretty face” She spoke as she trailing her finger down your face. You sat there completely frozen in shock,how the fuck did she get in? Wait..the spare key. You completely forgot you gave her a spare key long ago and never took it back. “Rhea..get out. Me and you both know things ended for the better,Shayna won’t be ha-“ “Forget Shayna. This is about us,you know how much this pussy misses my touch” Rhea whispered trailing her hand down between your breasts.
You didn’t stop her,you felt guilty but god she was right..Shayna’s hand skills weren’t Rhea. They didn’t feel the same and even though you two had been off and on for about five months compared to only dating Shayna for three months,the sex was nothing like Rhea. “You missed this didn’t you? Go on puppy admit it.” “Fuck..f-fine I did” she smirked at your response,seeing how desperate you were for her to touch you.
Suddenly you were lifted off your couch onto Rhea’s shoulder. She was quick on her feet as she rushed up the stairs to the main bedroom. Lightly tossing you onto the bed,clothes quickly flying off of the both of you. You could tell she missed this just as much as you did,the way she kissed down your body before kissing you in the most passionate way. This kiss was different..it felt more passionate and needy. She wasted no time diving between your thighs,lifting your thighs onto her shoulders pulling you closer.
God this felt so much more different than Shayna.
Her tongue always made you see the stars. She was a pussy eating pro,you made sure to tell her that every time. The way her tongue flicked over and over on your clit,purposely not giving into what you want to tease. “God..Rhea please-“ your words cut short quickly with a pornographic moan. Rhea had shoved her whole face in it at this point,lapping and sucking you like you were her first meal after she got out of jail. You tried scooting up on the bed so she could at least breathe but she didn’t give two fucks about breathing right now. She was quick to pull you back down on her face,slurping everything she could. Your whines and moans only fueled her to do more,pressing her tongue piercing against your clit moving it in circles.
She knew this always sent you over the edge and she absolutely LOVED it. Your orgasm soon came crashing all at once,the knot in your stomach snapping. Your mind went completely blank,legs completely shaking while Rhea just smiled at the sight. “Am I still a pro hm?” she asked teasingly,kissing up your body. You fell back into reality at her words,squirming. “Of course you are..” you whispered out,hearing your phone go off. Rhea picked it up to see who could possibly be texting you,it was your girlfriend Shayna. “Well well well..look who’s texting us” Rhea chuckled to herself,showing you the message.
You reached out for your phone which she ended up tossing to the side of the bed. “Not now.” she said sternly,kissing your body again. You whined,trying to reach around for your phone but she caught on. She grabbed your phone and threw it inside of the nightstand drawer. It suddenly dawned on you what the message said,she’s on her flight home. “W-Wait Rhea wait” you spoke quickly,scooting her off of you which she moved. “What? Did I do something?” “No no..it’s just she’s on her way home..” you spoke looking up at Rhea,her face breaking into this evil smile. “So? You know who you belong to. Plus I’m not finished” she whispered in this seductive tone. You sighed knowing she wasn’t letting up,not that you wanted her to. Truth be told you missed her,it was obvious. Dominik and Zoey always tried to get you two back together,even while you were with Shayna. You pretended like you didn’t want it but you did and she knew it. Rhea knew everything.
You suddenly felt her knee press between your knees,making you spread your legs. “I brought the one you love so much..” she whispered making you gasp at the sudden feeling of something on your thigh. You glanced down and there it was,the last strap Rhea used on you before you two broke up. The black based strap presses against your thigh,feeling the veins on the side of it. Rhea adjusted her position,pressing the head of the strap against your aching hole. Rhea smiled at how easily she slipped inside of you.
Her thrusts started off slow and sweet,quickly changing to a faster pace. You bit down onto a pillow trying not to be as loud as you truly wanted to be,only because the neighbors knew both you and Shayna so screaming Rhea’s name right now would not be a good idea. Your back arched off the bed,feeling her reach places you would’ve never even thought of. Eventually you said fuck it and stop biting the pillow,letting out the loudest moans and whines you’ve ever made. Rhea knew your body like the back of her hand,knowing what spots to reach to tip you over and especially mesmerizing your most sensitive spots. Your body felt like you weren’t even there,the amount of pleasure she was giving you was insanely good. Her stamina was unmatchable,her pace not slowing down regardless of how long you two had been at it.
Almost an 2 hours had went by,orgasm after orgasm hitting you. Lucky for you two Shayna had to stop by Zoey’s house before coming home which spared time. Another knot formed in your stomach making your legs start trembling. “Cmon puppy..cum all over daddy’s cock like you always do.” she whispered,leaving soft kisses down your jaw and neck. This completely sent you over the edge,screaming out her name not giving a fuck about neighbors as you released. She smiled and whispered soft praises in your ear,fucking and talking you through your orgasm. Slowly she removed herself and smiled at the sight seeing your face all fucked entirely out. She slipped out of the harness and began putting her clothes back on but you stopped her,pointing at your face.
She quickly caught on and smiled,slipping her boxers back off and crawling back onto the bed. You sighed and pulled her closer,catching her off guard. She chuckled softly,”Someone is eager to eat me out hmm” “Just shut up and sit.” you spat out,pulling her down onto your face. She let out a loud moan,missing the way you basked in her pussy eating her like you’ve never ate anything in weeks. She held onto the headboard trying not to lose her balance,one hand holding your hair with the other on the headboard. She hated to admit it but she absolutely loved when you took control like this.
You smiled softly feeling her thigh clench and shake around your face,pressing and swirling the tip of your tongue directly on her clit. “H-Holy shit-“ she stammered out,feeling herself losing control. With a loud moan she came everywhere,and I mean everywhere. Juices dripping down the side of your face onto the pillows with your face completely soaked,you continued licking her through her orgasm. Rhea slowly moved off of your face,not being able to move anymore than that as she laid down next to you. You chuckled and kisses her thighs gently,standing up to go retrieve some cold towels from the bathroom.
Tumblr media
Rhea thought about spending the night..that was until Shayna called you telling you she was on her way home. “So..what does this mean between us?” you asked,making her stop in her tracks at the doorway. She wanted you,she always has and always will. She’s stuck. “We’ll see..call me later.
Things were never gonna end between you two,you both were attached.
Tumblr media
creds: @cafekitsune @mxmoth
270 notes · View notes
bakubunny · 4 months
Note
um- if no one asked i would like you to hear those hc’s on izuku and shinso 🙄 (tenya and tokoyami too if that’s not asking for too much😔)
Tumblr media
not too much for sure, i’m having a lot of fun with this. ask away. 🖤 tried to chill a little bit on some of the sizes bc i’m tryna have mercy on some of y’all.
eat up @cheffuckboyrdee @neon-gothicc.
repeating the disclaimer that i know it’s not realistic for every guy ever to be above average but it’s my (dick) party and i’ll drool over them if i want to.
midoriya
size is 6.5” long and 7”ish girth, he’s longer than average, shorter than the others i’ve mentioned so far and it’s thickkkk. BUT
i’m a little undecided on him bc my brain says “i want to throat pro!deku’s dick while he uses me until head empty,” but my heart says, “canonically he’s got the fattest dick hands down, *maybe* after kiri.” and we’ve already discussed kiri, we know no one is taking his dick down their throat. so my hcs on izuku’s (and sometimes kiri’s) size fluctuate a bit. 😅
curved upward, very veiny, bit of a mushroom head. fairly even girth but widest at the base. heavy balls.
clean shaven for the most part except maybe a soft green patch and a cute lil happy trail…. def not bc he’s into rimming and has his own dildos he wants to get pegged with.
goes crazy over teasing head and long hand jobs with edging but also has the desire to ruthlessly fuck your throat ngl. loves fucking your thighs.
also a fan of foreplay out of necessity. hence another reason why he’s such a big lover of giving head.
shinso
size is 7” long and just shy of 6” girth. he’s at that sweet spot imo where he’s big enough to feel huge inside and heavy when it hits your face but you’re not in a cold sweat just trying to take the whole thing.
even girth, mostly straight with a little bit of a curve to the left. some prominent veins but not a ton. he’s another one with pretty balls. 🫢
he’s got a cute purple happy trail at his belly button. 🥺 likes to stay trimmed but will clean up if you ask.
loves when you deep throat him and gets even harder if you struggle or gag. loves sloppy head & when you massage his balls.
many of the guys mentioned so far have nice softies, but his is particularly cute.
tokoyami
i am going to resist the urge to hc his size as 8-9”/6”ish and uncut even tho that’s what i feel deep in my soul abt this man. 😭 pro!fumi just has that vibe. i’m not trying to make them all the same, i promise.
size is 6.5” long and 5.5” girth. enough to leave you more than satisfied and bonus: finally someone who’s not too big for quickies whenever you want. (say you’re bratting a lil too much and next thing you know you’re bent over in a public bathroom. 🫢 or he just can’t wait to get you home. 🫢🫢)
uncut, straight, not v. veiny, even girth or widest at the base (i can’t decide), breeder balls. they’re heavy and pretty. typically clean shaven, little bit of a happy trail when he does let it grow.
if any of you lovelies remember this hc series, you might remember that i firmly believe fumi loves getting head.
likes any position that involves being really close physically or going as deep as possible.
iida
size is a bit over 6” long and 5” girth. he’s not the biggest of boys but he knows how to use it… with a little guidance. probably for the better that he’s not massive bc he likes to go hard and fast, but you can break him of that habit if you want.
cut, a little veiny, downward curve, and narrower at the base and wider at head. his balls are big in comparison to his dick.
likes having his perineum played with but was absolute shocked at how quickly he came from it the first time.
he can be dominant but he’s weak for pretty eyes, pretty lips, and tit jobs. let your tongue hang out and hold up your bare tits and he’s a goner.
todoroki
size is 6.5” long and a little under 5.5” girth. shower rather than a grower. he’s got a softie that hangs and it’s adorable.
hard upward curve, veiny, head that’s not too prominent but cut, slightly narrower at base and head. his balls match his size but they’re very sensitive. doesn’t always like them played with but sometimes it’s nice.
his body hair is half & half just like the hair on his head. 😭 generally very clean shaven but it’s so pretty when he lets that happy trail grow.
i can’t decide if he prefers handjobs or oral sex more but he whines like a damn baby when you edge him and he loves it.
218 notes · View notes
onceonafullmoon · 6 months
Text
Happy Accidents
Sae x GN! Reader
Part 2 to Misunderstandings
No warnings, after school fluff, takes place before Spain. First date (kinda), Reader is GN but is described as being shorter than Sae and wearing ribbons in their hair. Reader is kinda a anxious mess. NGL this was kinda a pain to get thru, Suki and Naomi are my babies il them T^T
“So, uh… what’s… your favorite color?” You ask, before immediately scrunching up your eyes in disgust of how awkward that was. “...seriously?” His response isn’t exactly uncalled for, but you can’t help but pout anyways.
What does one do when they’ve accidentally scored a date with one of the most infamous boys at school?
Cry? Scream? Die on the spot? Everything listed before, all at once?
Well, first, before all of that, you tell your beloved friends in hope for advice or a comforting shoulder.
And instead you get relentlessly teased (Naomi) and interrogated (Suki).
“Oh my god, you’re so stupid.” Naomi cackles like a witch from your desk chair, wiping tears from her eyes (okay it wasn’t that funny). “Who the fuck says “thanks you too” when someone tells them they’re cute?”
“Nuhh– nice people?” You say trying to defend yourself, although it comes out as more of a question.
This sends Naomi into another laughing fit, making you grab one of your pillows and hurl it at her, scowling when she easily catches it and continues to laugh at you, now grumpy that you missed her and that you’re pillowless.
“Oh, stop it already you clown.” Suki scolds Naomi from where she’s sprawled on your bed, head tilting up to shake her head disapprovingly at the dark haired girl.
“Thank you Suki.” You say, flashing her a grateful smile, only to yelp when she suddenly flips around, looking at you with an intensely excited look in her eyes.
“Was his voice hot?” She eagerly questions, leaning in to hear your answer.
“Suki!” You squawk, feeling your face heat up. “What kinda question–?!”
Naomi snorts. “Oh, but I’m the clown, got it.”
“It’s an important question, thank you very much, we’re talking about our beloved (Name)’s partner here!” She pouts indignantly, ignoring the choked noise of surprise you make at her words.
“Yeah, no, I don’t approve of him either way. That kid has an attitude problem and (Name) deserves better.” Naomi scoffs.
“Oh, who would you approve of then? Fucking Maruki?”
“Yes, I would, and that’s Dr. Maruki to you, you bitch–”
You finally manage to find your voice during their mini squabble and snap in embarrassment. 
“I don’t need either of you to approve! That doesn’t matter anyways!” You exclaim. “I am not dating Itoshi Sae!”
Your brother pops his head into your room at this very inopportune time, and looks at you in shock.
“(Name) you’re dating Itoshi Sae?” He asks.
“Yes!” Suki squeals.
“Unfortunately.” Naomi sighs.
“No!” You snap, glaring at your friends before turning to him. “What are you doing here anyways?”
“I was just gonna ask you if I could have the last bag of chips.” He answers.
“Yeah, whatever, go for it.” You sigh.
“Cool, congrats on bagging a future pro athlete, I expect to see some money too.” He responds, leaving just as quickly as he came.
“You wouldn’t see anything even if we were dating!” You call out after him, both annoyed and flustered by his words.
Sighing you turn to your friends, who look at you somewhat expectantly.
“What?”
“I mean, I know I said I didn’t approve… but if he does happen to get rich…” Naomi trails off, as Suki eagerly nods.
“You materialistic jerks, what about his feelings?” You question, only to receive giggles from Suki.
“Interesting that you didn’t bring up your feelings.” She teases, making you startle in embarrassment. “Besides, I have a pretty good feeling, he wouldn’t mind spoiling you.”
Naomi laughs at this. “You’re making him sound like a sugar daddy.”
“Could be.” Suki innocently says, despite the smirk on her face.
“No! No sugar daddies!” You exclaim, face burning. “It’s an equal relationship!”
“Aha, so it is a relationship!” Suki grins victoriously.
“No! You know what I meant you ass!”
“Did we?” Naomi questions with a grin.
You let out a groan. “Don’t team up on me! I need help, not mockery.” 
“You got it boss.” Suki salutes mockingly before hopping off your bed to rummage through your closet. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you a first date fit that’ll have him drooling over you as soon as he sees you.”
You give her a blank stare, the thought of Sae drooling over anyone sounding so unrealistic you can’t even begin to imagine it.
Naomi must share these sentiments with the way she rolls her eyes at Suki, at least, that's what you think until she opens her mouth.
“If you want him to drool, just make sure (Name) shows up naked.”
This time when you hurl a pillow at her it hits her square in the face.
Suki snickers both at the remark and the price that Naomi paid for it, watching as you proceed to pick up said pillow and proceed to beat Naomi with it in a flustered rage, much to her misfortune as she lets out muffled yelps.
“Unfortunately, public indecency is a crime Naomi, so I think we’ll do it my way.” Suki hums.
“That’s the only reason?!” You ask, alarmed, finally letting up on your attempt to murder your friend with a comforter.
“Of course not!” Suki reassures. “It’s also because I want to dress you up.”
You look down at the fluffy weapon in your hands and briefly consider changing targets before remembering that Suki would actually murder you for messing up her hair.
“...well, not that I don’t appreciate the help Suki, but when I asked for help, I meant how I should act.”
Naomi leans back on the chair, already recovered from the attempt on her life, and looks at you incredulously. 
“Just act like you always do, duh.” She states, as if obvious.
“...” You blink, taking in the advice before shaking your head. “That’s not– I mean, I’m just gonna make a fool of myself again.”
Suki pauses in her closet rifling to look back over at you.
“...You know (Name), we’re teasing you a lot, but this situation isn’t as bad as you think it is. It’s normal to embarrass yourself every once in a while.” Suki says soothingly.
“Yeah, you would know.” Naomi snorts, to which Suki shoots her a withering glare, making her backtrack. “I mean– yeah, Suki’s right. Besides, if you were to act differently, what’s the guarantee that you’d be able to keep it up? It’s better to just be yourself.”
“... I guess you guys have a point.” You concede, giving them both a small smile.
“Good, because I’m pretty sure the fact that you’re a walking L is endearing to him.” Naomi adds cheerfully, yelping as you swing your pillow down on her again.
Suki hums turning back to your closet as the sounds of Naomi’s muffled protests sound in the background. 
“Oooh, that top is cute.”
When you finally show up at his practice it’s halfway through being finished, and you feel a spark of guilt run through you, threading through the waves of anxiety already ebbing and flowing within.
You probably could have made it when practice actually started had Suki not insisted on spontaneously starting the most difficult hairdo known to man.
“No, trust me, this is gonna look so cute, I swear.” She mutters, yanking your hair. 
“There’s no point if it’s over by the time you’re finished!” You snap back.
In the end, she somehow did it, and it did look very pretty, especially with your signature ribbon tied around it, but you couldn’t help feeling slightly salty about it, regretting that you missed watching Sae play, even if only for a little bit.
…Not that it mattered anyways since now you were starting to feel the familiar sensation of nervousness well up within you.
“Breath, just breath, it's fine.” You mutter to yourself as you take a seat on the bleachers, trying to be as unintrusive as possible. 
Well, you say unintrusive, but what you really mean is unseen, feeling embarrassed about both being seen all dressed up and being seen by Sae in general.
And if you were a luckier person, you would’ve remained unseen for the rest of the practice, only until it was over and you would only have to bite the bullet of being seen by Sae.
But, you weren’t a lucky person, and as you had once thought before, the gods personally had it out for you, so instead, while you’re busy running through breathing exercises and overthinking, you immediately get pointed out by one of the players while they’re getting ready to leave.
Hirose, who sits in a few of your classes, isn’t quite a friend, but is fun to talk to with his friendly and extraverted nature. Unfortunately, due to that very nature, he is loud and never knows how to use his inside voice. 
So, essentially, what’s supposed to be a casual compliment, turns into a spotlight aimed directly at you.
“Damn, (Name), looking good!” He practically yells out.
Immediately, you feel almost everyone's attention shift towards you, and you feel yourself wanting to melt into the ground, cheeks heating up to a temperature almost feverish.
“Damn you Hirose!” You curse in your head, as you send him an awkward smile, praying that Sae just so happened to be distracted by literally anything else instead of you, despite the fact that most of the guys on the field are now starting to murmur to each other (most definitely about you, in a hopefully non-negative way).
He’s not, obviously and unfortunately, and when you look over at him, his teal eyes slowly taking in your figure, you can feel your soul slip out of your body.
“What’re you all dressed up for?” Hirose loudly asks with an oblivious smile, not quite understanding the fact that he’s drawing attention to you, much less the fact that you’re dying of embarrassment because of it.
You hesitate to answer, not quite wanting to say that you’re going on a date with Sae in worry that he’d take offense to having his personal affairs aired out like that (also because even still you could hardly believe he wanted to go out with you), but to your surprise, Sae ends up talking for you.
“They’re with me.” He states, simply, making you look at him in shock, as does everyone else on the field, albeit probably for different reasons.
Hirose openly gapes for a second, before turning to you in shock. “For real?!”
“...Well– yes.” You respond, figuring that there’s no reason in denying it, slightly confused that he’s confirming it with you rather than Sae, feeling that if anyone would lie about being in a relationship, (would this be considered that yet?) it would be you.
What you also aren’t expecting is for Hirose to give you an enthusiastic high five and a conspiratorial whisper to “run his pockets clean (Name)!” to which your cheeks flush in mortification.
(Seriously, what was with the running insistence of you being a gold digger?... or a future gold digger at the very least?)
Either way, the commotion dies down for the most part after a while, although you can’t help but dread returning to school knowing that this was going to be widespread knowledge soon enough… especially knowing Hirose.
Not that you have much time to worry about that anyways when you make your way off of the bleachers over to your supposed date (though, was calling it a “date” overstepping?). But Sae surprises you when he holds out his hand to help you off of them.
Obviously you accept his hand, and obviously it proves to be your downfall (literally) when as you reach for it your shoe hits the support beam on the seat and you end up tripping right into his arms.
“...You’re really clumsy.” He remarks coolly, effortlessly maneuvering you safely onto the ground with strength that leaves you briefly awed.
It’s the first thing that he’s directly said to you so far and you can’t help the flustered look that overtakes your face.
“I–I’m usually not.” You manage to say, mentally recalling how you effortlessly beat Naomi within an inch of her life with a pillow despite her attempts to run.
“So, it's just me then?” He asks, the teasing tone in his voice sending your cheeks on fire.
You decline to comment on that, but Sae doesn’t seem to mind, instead gently grasping your hand in his, (much to your shock) as he begins to lead you to the ice cream shop.
When you slightly stumble (because of course) he sends you a smirk that has you simultaneously wanting to die (usual) as well as the urge to trip him (new!). 
You don’t act on either impulse though, particularly the last one as you see the hint of the affectionate gleam in his eye.
The walk is relatively quiet for the most part, neither of you really being big talkers, but even still you can’t help but feel the familiar tinge of curiosity as you look at him, wanting to know a bit more about him.
“So, uh… what’s… your favorite color?” You ask, before immediately scrunching up your eyes in disgust of how awkward that was.
“...seriously?”
His response isn’t exactly uncalled for, but you can’t help but pout anyways.
“Listen, you try being in my shoes, this is hard.”
“Didn’t seem hard when you wrote that letter.”
You want to laugh at his remark, for many reasons that you’re not quite sure how to explain to him just yet, so instead you shift gears.
“Speaking of, how much of that did you read?”
He gives you his signature poker face, but the twinkle of amusement in his eyes has you regretting asking.
“Not too far, just enough to get to the part about the “shimmering teal” of my pupils that “sends your heart racing”, supposedly.”
You’re not sure if you want to curse out Suki for her fixation on physical appearance or punch yourself for your penchant for melodrama, but you have enough hatred within you to do both.
 “...is that so?” You question in a voice distinctly higher than your usual pitch.
He doesn’t even attempt to hold back the breathy laugh that escapes him.
“God, you’re cute.”
It’s a miracle that no one has notified the local fire department of the burning embarrassment that’s raging within you, strong enough to probably burn down half the neighborhood had it been able to escape from the confines of your cheeks.
At least this time you didn’t say “you too.”
“Is it fun for you? Torturing me?” You question rather bitterly.
“Most people would love to be “tortured”, as you say.” He says, more so matter of factly than arrogantly, but it still makes you raise a brow.
“..so why me?” You can’t help but ask.
He turns his head towards you, face unreadable like normal, which is still as intimidating as it was before he asked you out, and reaches his hand out to poke you in the forehead, to which you scrunch up your face on instinct.
“‘Told you already… you’re cute.”
“So are “most people” who approach you!” You protest, despite your face flushing.
“Maybe they were.” He says nonchalantly. “But I have my reasons.”
“Which are…?” 
He looks at you, seemingly considering, and you almost lean in to hear him speak, until he replies.
“... I’ll tell you next time.”
You gape at him slightly, both annoyed that he just curveballed you and flattered that he wanted to go out with you again.
“You’re too good at this.” You complain as you see the building of the ice cream shop.
“Or you’re just too receptive to me.” He shoots back, seemingly relishing in the way you stumble through the conversation.
“N–not to you, to everyone.” 
“Sure.” He replies, rather generously, dropping the subject in favor of grabbing onto the front door to the shop instead, allowing you to enter first as he holds it open for you.
The interior of the shop is actually rather cute, vintage in an American 50’s diner way, complete with the checkered floors, bright colors and non-functioning jukebox sitting in the corner collecting dust from its underutilization.  
“Thank you… and wow.” You whisper as you come inside, Sae trailing in after you. “This is so cool…”
“I had a feeling you’d like it.” He says, and you can’t help the smile that slides on your face when he says that.
“I didn’t realize you were so thoughtful.” 
“Probably because you were too busy getting lost in my shimmering–”
“Anyways! Is that ice cream? I love ice cream!” You fluster, moving over to stare at the glass counter and examine the flavors.
He laughs, and you can’t help but flush despite yourself, the low pitch of his voice sending your heart racing.
You elect to ignore him in favor of cooling your heated cheeks, stammering out your order to the amused older woman who looks fondly on the two of you, Sae following with his order close behind.
When he pulls out his wallet to pay however, you panic, voicing your objections.
“Wait, you don’t have to pay for me!” You protest.
“Aren’t you supposed to be running my pockets clean?”
He asks, raising a brow, ignoring your protests and handing over his yen to the cashier without a second thought.
“That’s not– I mean, I didn’t say–” 
“Besides,” He cuts your stuttering off smoothly. “I asked you out first, so it's only fair.”
“Then I’m paying for the next one.” You say determinedly before realizing what you’ve just implied, your face flushing yet again.
The lady behind the counter coughs in an attempt to cover up her laugh, but you can already feel a steam of embarrassment burst out your ears.
Sae just shoots you a smirk, smug that you’ve walked straight into his trap and you, for the first time, send him a glare, the type you would send Naomi.
To his credit, despite you not wanting to give him any, he takes it like a champ and the smug look stays on his face even through both of you receiving your orders and taking a seat.
You can’t help but perk up at the sight of your ice cream, a happy smile lighting up your face as you take a bite, an enthusiastic hum escaping your lips.
Although, you’re quick to stop your antics when you notice him eying you amusedly, deciding to avert your eyes to the table and act like a sane, rational human being.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He says, to which you shake your head, flustered.
“...stop looking at me and I’ll consider.”
“Easier said than done.” He remarks, to which you feel your cheeks warming.
“...you don’t need to exaggerate.” You murmur, taking another bite of your ice cream.
“I wouldn’t in the first place.” He says stoically. “You look good.”
Your heart excuses itself from its usual job pumping your blood to do an enthusiastic tap dance routine, complete with a hat tip and a cane pop.
“...too good.” He murmurs to himself, not noticing your flustered face. 
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You question, moving past your own embarrassment.
He shakes his head, taking a bite of his ice cream. “Nothing, just dumb jocks.”
You raise a brow at him to which he scoffs, understanding your insinuation.
“Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything.” You say innocently before switching the topic to his earlier words. “Did your teammates do something?”
He sits there silently for a second swallowing his bite of ice cream before speaking. 
“They’re just… annoying; they need to keep their mouths shut.”
“Yeah? Did they say something about me?” You press slightly, both curious about what his teammates could have said to set him off as well as slightly insecure.
“...it’s not that they were talking badly about you.” He says, in what seems to be an attempt to comfort you. “It’s just…”
He trails off and you look at him, a hint of an idea on your mind on what he’s trying to get at, but you’re not sure if you have the confidence to actually say it.
“It’s fine…” You say, shooting him a reassuring smile. “I think I get it.”
“Do you?” He asks disbelievingly, but lets a small smile slip on his face. “...I’ll say that you definitely caught their attention.”
“That sounds even more anxiety including.” You reply with a small laugh.
“I’ll put it this way then.” Sae says, leaning in slightly, and you can catch the way the sunlight hits his eyes. “You caught my attention.” 
A warm feeling stirs up within you, and you have to fight to hide the flustered smile that threatens to break on your face.
“...you caught mine too.” You end up saying instead, watching as he blinks, the light hitting his lower lashes like sparkles.
A moment of silence settles around you both, although it doesn’t feel uncomfortable, only for it to burst so delicately as Sae opens his mouth again.
“Yeah I know.” He says, a smirk creeping up on his lips as he looks at you. “Something about how my blush red hair reminds you of roses–”
“Okay! That’s enough of that!” You fluster, panicked.
The conversation continues from there, ebbing and flowing in a way you would have never thought when tasked with the daunting prospect of talking to Itoshi Sae and you discover a few new sides to him too.
One that he’s awfully fond of his younger brother, two, he’s a bit of a sore loser, especially when it comes to tiny things and three, that he’s a lot more caring than you originally had him pegged for.
And after a few hours when the conversation comes to a comfortable lull you both leave the shop, you with the flustered knowledge of your newfound infatuation and him with a considerably more relaxed demeanor than when the date started.
“Should I walk you home?” He offers breezily, to which you shake your head vehemently a grimace pulling on your features.
“Don’t worry about it.” You say. “I don’t need you meeting my brother and having him embarrass me.” 
“You seem to do that enough on your own.” He points out, to which you shoot him a glare.
“And who’s the guy who likes me despite that?” You shoot back, to which he smirks.
“Me obviously.” He says, a hint of pride in his tone that leaves you feeling warm inside despite your want to stay annoyed with him.
You feel a smile pull on your lips as you turn to him with a sincere tone in your voice. “...I had a good time today, thanks for taking me here.”
He’s slightly taken aback by your shift in tone, and an unfamiliar flush blooms on his face, something that leaves you equal parts amused and amazed.
“...I wouldn’t mind doing this again.” He eventually says.
You have half a mind to tease him, but decided with the way the universe hates you that you should keep your mouth shut in fear of the wrathful vengeance of karma.
“Me neither.” You say instead, giving him a small smile, hesitating for a while before hopping on your tiptoes and planting a kiss on his cheek.
His face turns an interesting shade of pink at the gesture and you can’t help but laugh at the look on his face as you spin on your heel to leave.
“See you at school, Sae!” You call out with a wave as you start to make your way back home, a happy pep in your step even if he doesn’t respond, too preoccupied with his own embarrassment.
(And if you trip slightly on your way back, skinning your knees slightly… well you suppose you could live with that form of karma.)
170 notes · View notes
nebula-darlin · 2 years
Text
I've been thinking alot about pro hero Bakugou Katsuki and his civilian ex-girlfriend reader, who he abandoned to pursue his hero career. And after years of not seeing or talking with her, he finally sees her again after he stops some villains. A child no older than five years old bouncing on her hip who looks suspiciously like him.
He wasn't very gentle when he broke up with you. In a cold, matter-of-fact tone, he told you that he would rather focus on his hero work than be distracted by you. Did you try to save the relationship? Of course you did. But it wasn't until then that you realised your relationship had been over for years. Long nights spent waiting for him to return home with no phone call or text message. Back-to-back missions would have him gone for months, and he wouldn't even say hello when he returned. That's why, when he finally put an end to things, you stopped fighting. Accepting the end of your relationship and hoping to move on after spending half a decade with this man.
But your body had other plans for you. Weeks of morning sickness, missed periods, and finally a doctor's visit confirmed that you weren't quite finished with Bakugou. You considered numerous solutions to this new problem that had arisen within you. Almost went all the way with one of the options, but decided against it because this new life was innocent in all of this and they still deserve a chance at happiness. So that's what you intended to give them without his father's help.
What would you expect him to do with this child after he had abandoned you like you were nothing? Y ou'll be damned if you allow this man to break this child's heart as well. So,  y ou raised them on your own, with the assistance of your mother and aunts. But you eventually got the hang of it, and your child grew up to be a bright-eyed, intelligent little boy with your last name and his face.
Hearing a commotion nearby and the scream for heroes, your son rushes over to the source of the noise, eager to see any hero he can find. You trail behind him and lift him up, hoping to give him a better view of whichever hero came to help. Which is when you lock eyes with a sea of people gathered around your former lover, congratulating him on a job well done and asking for his autograph. You'll then turn to your son, who has stars in his eyes from being so close to his favourite hero. Not realising the connection between the two of them that only you were aware of.
But Katsuki was smart, and you knew by the shocked look on his face that he had already put together the pieces in this three part puzzle. Quickly yog turn away, walking as fast as you can in the opposite direction, ignoring your son's pleas to see the pro hero Dynamite. The same man who shouts your name from behind you, trying to catch up but being blocked by the crowd. And you continue to run, just as he did to you five years ago.
| Masterlist |
1K notes · View notes
lunarw0rks · 7 months
Note
i think soap is a sucker for goofy sex and romantic sex 🫶🏻 he’s such a pro at being so passionate during the moment you understand dramatic monologues about love to making you snort so loud you’re shocked you haven’t scared him off. mans would NAWT be embarrassed about a thing. oh, you dont shave? his job requires him to be prepared for any environment, don’t worry your pretty little head about something so trivial. oh, the bed broke? well then, guess he doesn’t have to hold back anymore, right? it’s only going to give him encouragement to go harder. hell, you’ll come home to a trail of roses and candles leading to the bedroom. even if you tease him about it, just that smile he’s giving you makes you forget how silly it might be. no matter what route you two go that night, he’ll be certain to make you feel more loved than anyone has ever felt.
a/n: FINALLY SOMEBODY GETS IT!
especially if you find it cheesy, you've just motivated him further to tease you. stupid rose petals up the stairs, no lights on except a few candles. and then his stupid, big grin when he finally comes out of hiding.
if you want seriousness, he'll...... try. but it's not entirely in soap's nature. unless he's pissed off/flustered, you'll probably be laughing your ass off. he's hovering over you, his ramblings mixing with moans as he won't. stop. talking.
and then eventually, you're so close to a climax that you don't hear a word he's saying. but he's used to you ignoring him and his droning, so he's just going to enjoy watching his partner cum <3
//
and out of all of them (aside from price) soap would LOVE hair on his partner. i picture him being quite hairy, too, so it's only fair that he wouldn't expect any grooming. though, for him, it's just something he finds incredibly sexy. as long as they're healthy and want him — he's DOWN BAD !!
he'd honestly be offended if you were hesitant. half-joking, half not. "what kind of prick do you take me for? think a bit of hair will stop me? look at yourself, you're gorgeous"
.... *clears throat* mirror sex after that *cough cough*
226 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
♡︎𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮♡︎
Day 15 of Kinktober 2022
Summary: you had never realised just how hot Katsuki was in a mask. Maybe you watched too many horror movies as a kid.
Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!
617 words.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
It's Halloween night and you and Katsuki are just about to leave the house to go and meet with the squad until suddenly you find yourself pushed up against the wall.
It's sudden, drawing a little yelp from parted lips as wide eyes scan over the Halloween mask disguising your boyfriend's face. He says nothing, only tilting his head slightly as the light reflects off of the cute fox mask you had bought for him.
He's only messing with you, of course. Though that does not explain the sudden stirring of you belly when you had been restrained and held down by a mysterious figure.
Part of you is horrified at the reaction, but you're also far too turned on now to care. Why is he so sexy like this? Why is the feeling of being pushed down by a man in a mask so sexy to you?
Obviously you only like it because he's your boyfriend, and you know it's him. If this were just some random man he would be near death right now, but when it's your Katsuki? It's thrilling.
"Oh? Please don't kill me Mr Mask-face~ I wanna be in the sequel..."
He can't help the chuckle that he releases at the reference, about to move a hand and pull the plastic mold away until you catch it, stopping him in his tracks. If he's feeling playful, who are you to stop him?
His eyebrows raise behind the mask, but you don't see it, pouting and leaning in close to talk to him instead of trying to focus on what you can't see.
"No. You know, you're kinda hot like this... Come to think of it, your hero mask is sexy as fuck, too."
Katsuki is in shock. Of all reactions, he did not expect this one. You found this hot? Shit, he's going nuts right now. His pants are starting to get a little tight though, and he can't deny that he's always had a fantasy for fucking you in his pro-hero uniform. He had worked so hard to earn the title of one of Japan's top Pros, it's a power trip fantasy that served to boost his already inflated ego. Though, he hasn't made it to actually admitting it to you yet, but this will have to do.
There's a mischievous smirk behind the mask that you're not privy to as he strokes a thumb across your cheek, focusing on every last pore and committing it to memory. Rough skin of the palm of his hand trails down to your neck, his touch lingering there on its way down your waist and pants your hip, squeezing firmly at your ass.
You smirk still, leaning in to press kisses to his bare neck and listen to muffled breathing as it turns shaky and unsteady. He lifts your leg up in silence, obviously approving of your reaction while he presses his crotch up against your own pelvis. It of course helps that you're wearing a rather loose skirt, so all he has to is pull your underwear to the side to slip a finger inside of your already soaked cunt.
"So wet for me, is this really as hot as you say it is, baby?" His calls your pet name with a rumble of his chest, in that firm, low tone that he knows you love the most. The reaction it garners is beautiful. He admires you as you shiver and squirm, your head flinging back once he starts to curl his fingers, and his other hand holds up your thigh to keep you open for him. Easy access, he muses.
You might be a little late to your meet-up with the squad.
Tumblr media
© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan
Tumblr media
◃ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 ▹
1K notes · View notes
viburnt · 5 months
Text
Takami K. (Hawks) || Public
Type: Reading bites
Genre: NSFW/Suggestive
Notes: Oh, God. Oh, fuck. I still don't know how to write sex, jfc. I'm practicing.
Characters involved: Takami Keigo (Hawks)
Prompt: “You smell so sweet”/ Public indecency
It would be a scandal if the number two pro-hero, Hawks, dated someone in public. It'd backlash, that's for sure; the media is known for its vicious bite once they manage to catch a prey.
Perhaps that's why Keigo is tangled up between your legs this morning, his hips erratically moving as he shoots one last load before getting ready for work.
—Fuck, baby, you have me shooting blanks!— The dirty blond hollers with a slight grunt, allowing himself to rest next to you.
You purr in content, feeling him cuddle against your naked torso in search of warmth.
—I guess it's true that birds are a very horny kind.— Keigo hears you tease as your hand gently moves away the hair from his sweaty forehead. —Now if only you took the boring part of your job as seriously as this.
—I don't wanna go to that fucking meeting.— The hero pouts, throwing a small fit.
—Can't do that, you have an interview. A deal's a deal, remember?
Yes, pro-hero Hawks doesn't date anyone in public, but he certainly plows his personal assistant in secret.
—Now, now, hop in the shower. I have to pick my suit for today.— You instruct, allowing Keigo a couple more seconds of laziness between the cotton sheets of your bed.
Stretching, Takami curses underneath his breath. He hated public interviews, and even though he was a sucker for the camera lenses, he hated having to leave the comfort of your body to go pose for the fans.
—Can you at least wear the blue one? The one that makes your chest pop out more.— He begs, finally leaving the bed to run the shower. —I like it, it's sexy as hell.
You rise a brow, but indulge into his petition.
—Alright, I guess. Anything else?
The blond's golden eyes scan the way your naked body waltzes from one corner of the room to the other, picking up all the necessary items to dress up.
—Say, is underwear really necessary?— Keigo's lips trail, testing the waters. It was common for him to slip a sly comment like that to gauge a reaction from you. —You know, we could always play a little while working.
And for the very first time, you decide to follow the flow.
—Oh, yeah? What kind of game, hmm? Gonna sneak a hand on my pocket?— Takami hears you say with a ribbing tone, his lips curling into a smirk as you continue. —Or perhaps you want to open that little new gadget I saw you buy a few nights before?
The blond raises his hands, much like a thief caught red-handed.
—Guilty as charged but, it's cheating if you peek at my Amazon account.— He blurts with a lazy side smile.
—Not really, specially not if you leave your account open on my laptop.— You laugh.
—Want to shower together? You know, save the planet, be eco-friendly.— Takami says, inviting you.
—We just had sex, though.
—Doesn't mean I can't grope your butt while I get clean.
—So, see this little remote here?— The hero says, shaking a black device between his fingertips. —If I feel like it, it'll vibrate just enough for you to cum.— He whispers into your ear.
You feel your heart beating hard inside your chest, biting your lip for a second as your eyes wandered to the many people in the studio.
—Alright, then I must be quiet while you play, huh? Wouldn't want anyone knowing your out here playing with me.
A grin splashed Keigo's face.
—Exactly! You catch on pretty fast, baby. Just sit nearby where my eyes can see you squirm.— He commands, sending a shiver down your spine.
The interview begins normally. You sit next to the cameras in a chair the staff provided. Keigo eye's you, waving his hand briefly.
—I also want to thank my lovely assistant for making this meeting happen, they work real hard every day!—
A camera lens quickly lands on you. The shocking sensation of the toy was, more or less, expected, but it still made you wriggle once it started. You just nodded your head, not wanting to draw much attention.
As the hero starts answering more questions, his fingers quickly shifted between speeds and patterns, edging your body up and down. He could see the way your hand tried to- unsuccessfully -hide the embarrassment on your face.
—Thank you so much for allowing us to interview you, Hawks! That's all for tonight's show, everyone, wonderful night!
The show wraps up.
Keigo waltzes up to you, helping you stand as your knees weaken. He leans closer for a second, taking a deep breath of your perfume.
—You smell so sweet… I wanna push my cock inside you again.— He mutters, earning a needy whimper from you.
—Please, just - take this off, I can't hold it any longer.— Takami hears you whine.
—Walk with me for a second, there must be a bathroom nearby.
Finding a private spot, Keigo leans your body against a wall and allows his hand to cross the limits of your clothing.
—Fuck, look at this, you are a mess.
In a swift movement, he lowered your pants enough to have access to your hole. He rubbed his clothed election against you, making you hiss.
—Say you want it.
—Please, please give it to me. Keigo, I need to cum...— You cry, feeling the toy still going on. —I feel like I'm going crazy, just put - fuck- put it in.
Plunging two fingers inside your drooly mouth and unbuckling his pants with the other, you feel his cock slowly pushing into you.
—Oh my fucking God.— The blond hissed, feeling you clamp around him as your climax was just next door. —You're so tight, Jesus Christ!
His pace is fast, messy, trying to give you as much as he can as quickly as possible. Besides the very slight buzz the toy produced, only his grunts and your heavy breathing could be heard.
—Want me to cum inside you? Just look at you, you're practically swallowing my cock effortlessly.
You roll your eyes behind your back as his free hand grabs your throat. The numbing sensation of your climax soon reaches you, milking the hero on the process.
Keigo likes this part of the job a bit more now.
Like my content? Comment and follow! The feedback encourages me.
81 notes · View notes
lighterfluid1 · 10 months
Text
☆ pt. 2 of this post ☆
PRO!HERO TOP!BAKUGO X GN/FEM!READER (male ver here)
Tumblr media
!! WARNINGS; !! ー (18+)
ー they/them pronouns, female genitals, masturbation, violence, mentions of blood, near death experience, anesthesia/medical drugs, top!receiving, creampie, dacryphilia, degradation, belly bulge, overstim, etc.
Waking up next to Katsuki was something you'd only ever experience in your fantasies. You always knew he was an early riser, but today was not the case. Turning over you felt the heat of his body come over you, coating the atmosphere like a warm blanket. Feeling his soft skin against yours startled youーquickly causing you to sit up. A soft groan escaped him as he turned over onto his stomach, continuing to rest. Confused, you look under the silk sheets that hugged your body. You were naked?!ーwith Katsuki?! Your face quickly flushed as you began to process the situation, not sure what to do.
"...What, y'not remembering last night?" Katsuki spoke, eyes still closed. His voice was low and raspyーdifferent compared to his usual tone.
"Iーwellーurm..." your body jolted in response to his sudden commentary, Katsuki rolling onto his back. It was at that moment you realized you weren't the only one embarrassed. His gaze was fixated on the opposite side of the bed, trying his best to ignore his red faceーhis mouth arched into a slight nervous smile.
"Take a look in the mirror," he replied hesitantly. Without a word you roll out of bed, slipping on your shirt that remained on the floor with the rest of your clothes. Pulling the fabric over you shyly, you make your way to the master bedroom bathroom. Switching the light on, it took a while for your eyes to adjust to the bright lights...but as they began to open you were met with your reflection. Marks and bites scattered across your body, along with your messy knotted hair. Taken away by your lewd reflection, you weren't aware of Katsuki coming your way. The sound of his hand colliding with the door frame snapped you out of your shocked state, causing your attention to shift to his own reflection. His frame towered over you as he leaned against the wall, his eyes focused on your body. His hair too was messier than usual, small scratches scattering his chest and back. The lower your eyes trailed, the hotter your face became...he looked like a hot mess. "Hurry n' get dressed, I gotta take you home," he said, walking away from view as he rubbed the back of his neck. A part of you wished you could stayーbut you didn't want to get in the way of his work. Once the both of you were dressed, Katsuki escorted you into his hot, black orange tinted sports car. You were probably too drunk n' horny to take in the interior of the car last time...it was nice. You still couldn't believe that you slept with himーthe boy you've always admired. Just thinking about it made your face heat up. Finally arriving at your apartment, you shifted out of the black leather seats leaning in to thank him. Yeah, you'd think a pro-hero like yourself would prefer to live in a nice mansion...but you enjoyed the cozier of homes. That being said though, it wasn't just any apartment. It was a modern-day condo to be specific, and it wasn't cheap.
"Thanks for drivin' me, Katsuki," you say, giving him a small smile. After all that happened though, you felt required to say more. "Feel free to give me a call, wouldn't mind seein' you again." In response, Katsuki turns away nervouslyーhis face painted a light pink.
"Uhーyeah, sure." Closing the door behind you, you watched as he drove away. Despite your one night stand with him being over, a strange feeling lingered in your stomach. It was like being in middle school all over again...the butterflies of a teenage love. Stepping into the elevator and into your apartment the first thing you thought about was having a nice shower. Besidesーit's not like Katsuki wore a condom. You could feel his semen slowly seeping out of you even now, the feeling was...lewd. Luckily for you though, you had been taking birth control for the past month. Stepping into your washroom you slowly begin to strip. You could feel yourself wettening, the juices from inside you spilling out. Switching on the water you step in making your way to the shower seat, the steam of the washroom passing through your lungs. Spreading your legs you begin tending to your hole, spreading what had come out over each crevice of your cunt. Rubbing yourself you notice your breathing becoming more and more rapid. Small moans and grunts escape you as your mind wanders back to last nightーall you could think about was Katsuki. Trailing down further, you slowly push two fingers inside of you, feeling yourself tighten. Your walls pulse as you slip in and out, beginning to thrust. Each squelch that radiated off the glass shower walls signified your climax approaching, your legs shaking desperately. Your fingers could only reach so far inside…it left you feeling unsatisfied. You craved for the intense pleasure you felt with Katsuki, but this had to do. Before you knew it, a squirting liquid came down coating the shower floor. Your walls spasmed as you continued, your moans becoming louder. Before long though, you fell back into the cold shower seat exhausted. 
Exiting the shower you quickly dry your naked body, slipping on your bra and underwear returning to your bedroom. When you opened the door a cold breeze blew through you making you shiver. You were quick to jump into your bed shielding yourself from the cold with the covers. Laying down comfortably on your stomach you grab your phone. A reminder popped up on your screen, visibly making your eyebrows raise. Right…I have to do patrols, you think to yourself. Most days you're fairly happy to go out patrolling your side of the city, but today was not the case. But despite your laziness, you get up and get ready.
The sun shined brightly coating your city with warmth, you could feel the heat of the rays that targeted your body. The chirping of distant birds filled the calm atmosphere along with a small breezeーit was much more pleasurable than you expected. Walking down the sidewalk of your neighborhood, small 'ooo's and 'aw's continuously caught your attention. Some small children ran up to you with notebooks in hand asking for autographs, it was quite wholesome. As much as you were enjoying your time on the streets, moments like these never last long as a hero. Even if it seemed you were oblivious, you were fully aware of the hooded figure following you from a distance. Nonetheless you continued walking, purposely leading them into an empty area. Reaching a dead end, you pause listening for some kind of sign that signifies their realization of being caught. There was nothing. They stood there looking at you…completely silent. Was this a villain? Or was it just some creepy fan of yours?
"So, start talking. I know you were following me," you say, still not turning around. Instead of replying, the figure continued to walk closer. Assuming they were about to attack, you turn around preparing to block. Jerking around you both meet eye to eyeーthe man's gaze staring directly through your soul. His widened eyes look at you with zero emotion, causing your body to stop in it's tracks. You tried relentlessly to move…but you were completely frozen.
"Don't bother trying to escape…you'll be frozen in place until my quirk gives out," he replies. His voice was stern and raspy, sending a shiver down your spine. Starting to circle your body, his eyes never failed to look away even slightly. 
"What theーhellー!?" You grunt, trying your best to break out of his control. Is his quirk the power to stop time? No, if it was, you wouldn't be able to speak. Maybe it's similar to Aizawa's quirk?…You tried your best to analyze the situation looking for a way to free yourself, but nothing seemed to make sense. As the man walked out of your field of vision you could hear his small giggles. What was he planning?
"Y/n L/n…do you know who I am?" He asks, reappearing on your right.
"Ugh…go to hell," you spit back. As if his eyes couldn't get widder, they expand with sudden rage. Grabbing your face, a low grunt leaves you.
"I asked you a question L/n…ANSWER ME!" His voice cracks as he yells, your eyes squinting from his high volume. Do I know who he is? What is he stupid? Of course not!
"Tsh, you're probably some perverted fanboy who stalks hero's for fun. Am I right?" You reply. You probably shouldn't be running your mouth at a time like this…but someone will probably walk in on the situation pretty soon. You made sure to pick an alleyway that people consistently walk through. 
A painful slap hits your face in response, the criminal aching with anger. "SHUT UP!" He shouts, teeth gritting with annoyance. "So you really don't remember huh…?" 
"Remember what, smartass?" You reply.
"Three years ago…you were responsible for my fathers death." Your eyes widen with surprise, still processing what you just heard. You killed this freaks dad?! When? "HOW COULD YOU NOT REMEMBER TAKING SOMEONE'S LIFE?!" He screams, taking your loss of words as a no. As his voice echoed down the alleyway you noticed distant people taking notice. This was sure to end soon. "LOOK AT ME!" The man continues, grabbing you by the hair forcing you to face him.
"Sorry to burst your bubble but…I don't remember doing anything like that," you reply. That really pissed him off. 
"You asshole…" he mumbles. "DO YOU NOT REMEMBER THE NAME, WOU SATO?!" Wou sato…Wou sato…dammit y/n, remember! Three years ago, Wou Sato. Despite your efforts to remember, you let out a sigh telling him all he has to know. 
"No," you reply. Crying out with anger, the man sends a powerful blow to your stomach shooting you back into one of the buildings across the street. A loud noise radiated from your body as you hit the concreteーdust and debris clouding the area. You grunt and cough, still unable to move. Fuck! 
"I spent three years training to take you on, Y/n. You don't wanna remember?! Fine! I'LL MAKE YOU REMEMBER!" Looking up at the villain, his bright blue eyes practically glowed through the thick dust as he approached you. No one has come yetーwere you really about to die?! Preparing yourself for the impact, you close your eyes tightly. This was your fault.
Suddenly, a loud boom radiated from behind the villain practically shaking the ground. Multiple of them set off in the distance, slowly getting closer. You could almost feel the vibrations coming from the noise. As the villain quickly turned around confused, a loud explosion set off in front of himーthe smoke fogging your vision. Was thatーKatsuki? A loud yell echoed through the streets as another explosion was set off, mixed with the screams of the villain. Despite your relief, you were still fully aware of the concrete above your head which could fall at any moment. Feeling it crumble above you, it slowly moved more and more out of place. This guy's quirk still hasn't worn off! Trying to free yourself best you can, your attempts just make the piece of concrete looser. With one final explosion from Katsuki, you watch as the debris slips out of place and falls down to your helpless body. That was the last thing you rememberedーhow pathetic you were. Even in the darkness of your dreams, you still try to remember. You took someone's life, and you couldn't even remember. His eyes haunted you, the blue glow taking over your head. Even in death you could feel the ringing in your ears and the numbness of your body. The feeling of being completely useless…completely vaunerable…it was torture.
It was torture.
It was torture.
It was torture.
"Gah!" You shout, springing up from your bed. Your breathing was loud and heavy as you looked around anxiously…What?
"L/n!" A nurse yelled, rushing into the room. "Are you alright? We heard you from outside," the lady asks as another nurse rushed inside. I'm in the hospital…?
"Ahーthey're awake!" The other nurse shouts in surprise. 
"Hah…we were worried we had lost you. How are you feeling?" The first nurse asks. The tag on her uniform read Nakumara…must be her last name.
"I'm alright…" you reply, still a bit stunned. 
"Oh, that's right! You have a visitor waiting for you, L/n. Would you like us to fetch him for you?" Nakumara asks. A visitor? Was it one of your friends? Was it Katsuki…?
"Oh…yeah sure, I don't mind," you reply. As the two nurses leave the room to get your visitor a sudden sharp pain falls over you. "Nghー!" You grunt, your body flinching. That guy's quirk made your body completely numb, it must have just worn off. You grab your head from where the pain resided, surprised to feel a cotton like texture. Gauze? Continuing to feel around you came to realize the bandage was wrapped around your head. That's right…I was hit in the head and must have fallen unconscious, you think to yourself. Suddenly you hear the 'fsssh' of the hospital door sliding open causing you to jerk your head to see who it was. To your surprise, Katsuki stood in the doorway glancing over to you. His expression was unlike his usualーhe seemed calm and kind. Not to mention he was dressed quite nicely too. "UhーKatsuki?" You call, still holding your throbbing head.
"Hey," he replies, pulling up a chair beside the bed.
"What're you doin' here…?" You ask. Suddenly his calm n' sensual expression disappeared, being replaced by his usual side eye.
"Why do you think, moron?! What did getting hit in the head give you brain damage or somethin'?! I was the one responsible for your damn injury after all," he says, pointing to your bandaged head. Thinking back to what happened honestly made the pain even worse. 
"Well...thank you…" you mumbled, looking down at the white sheets covering your lap. The atmosphere was quite quiet for a second before Katsuki spoke.
"...How is your head anyways?" He asks. 
"Feels like a really bad migraine…the bruises on my body don't make it any better either," you reply.
"Huh?! Did they not give you any pain killers?" Katsuki replies angrily.
"Pain killers? I don't think so…" Before you could say anything else Katsuki gets up off his chair storming towards the door, sticking his head out. 
"HEY! YOU! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN HOW TO DO YOUR DAMN JOB?! GET IN HERE AND GIVE THEM THE FUCKING PAINKILLERS YOU WERE SUPOSSED TO GIVE EM' YESTERDAY!" Katsuki yells. Have you really already been in here a whole two days?
"S-sir, please calm downー" the nurse replies from the hallway. 
"SHUDDUP AND GET IN HERE!" Katsuki bites, cutting her off as he pushes her into the room.
"Sir!" She shouts, making Katsuki stop in his tracks. "We gave them the drugs they needed right before you came inーso please, calm down," The nurse replies. Katsuki stands there for a moment before turning to look at you again, and to his surprise it seemed the anesthesia was starting to kick in. You had your head back, silently babbling to yourself as your body faintly swayed. You were definitely in a high.
"What theーhow much did you give 'em?!" Katsuki askes in shock.
"They needed a bit more than we thought because of the extent of their injuries, but they should be fine. If your uncomfortable with the side effects your welcome to leー" 
"No," Katsuki interrupts. As he walks back over to you he stops and stares with his arms crossed, contemplating whether or not to stay. Looking back at the nurse, his expression intensifies again. "The hell are you just standing there for? Get out!" Katsuki bites. The nurse quickly leaves the room, signifying just you and Katsuki alone together.
"...Mm…" Looking over at you beside the bed, Katsuki sighs.
"What to do with you…" he says under his breath. Suddenly, your mumbling mess of a self leans over falling directly into Katsuki's hands.
"Katsukiii…" Katsuki's eyes widen in surprise as he holds you upright, your hands falling down to his thighs. 
"Huhーwhat the hell?! Get a hold of yourself, idiot!" He replies, his face slightly heating up. The anesthesia was making it hard for you to think straight, causing you to act without thinking. It's like the only thing you can focus on is what your subconscious wants…and all you can manage to think about was Katsuki.
"Katsuki…" you mumble, looking up at the blondie. "I want you." Katsuki jolts in surprise from your sudden neediness, his face heating up even more. Your hands quickly move up his thighs as your attention shifts to the bulge in his pants. As you grab his belt, you begin to fiddle with it until you manage to unbuckle it completely. The sensation of the anesthesia replacing your pain with pleasure managed to turn you on on it's own. That satisfaction mixed with Katsuki's presence…turned you into a hot, horny mess.
"Hey!ー" Before Katsuki could stop you, you unzipped his pants pulling down his boxers revealing his twitching cock. He groaned at the feeling of it colliding with his shirt, his tip slightly rubbing on the cool fabrics. Without another word you slipped off the bed kneeling in between the gap of the bed and his chair, watching as he twitched and leaked with pre-cum at just the sight of you. "What d'you think you're doing?!" He whispers loudly. "We're in public, dumbass!" He acted as if he didn't want it but his dick said otherwise. 
"I'll b'quick," you reply, slurring on your words. Lowering your head into his lap you lick the tip softly, teasing him as you take in his taste. Everything about him was sweet right now…you wanted to devour him. Slowly, your lips lowered sliding over the head of his dick as your tongue flicked and swirled around him. His breathing hitched, your slow demeanor making it that much more pleasurable. Taking it more of him you slightly begin to bob your head, a bulge sticking out from your cheek. 
"Haah…fuck you," he bites, grabbing your hair as he shoves you down. Your eyes watered as he pushed you into him, continuously gagging you. You moaned and groaned on his length, his speed increasing. At this point you could barely breathe. As he finally slows down you feel a hot sticky liquid shoot into your throat, filling you up. Hearing his deep moans made your cunt pulse and throb unbearably. Pulling out of your mouth, a string of cum remained as bits of his seed leaked from your mouth. Despite that, you swallowed every last drop even licking his dick clean. As you look up you realize you weren't the only hot mess. Sweat dripped down from his forehead, his face cherry pink. The way he held his hair up turned you on more than you expected. Katsuki was still hard, his dick spasming painfully. Even so, he had no choice but to zip up his pants and end it for now. "Stay put, I'm gettin' the nurse so we can be discharged," Katsuki orders, leaving the room. You did what he asked, getting up on the bed waiting like an obedient dog until he returned. Actually, if you listened closely enough you could probably hear their conversation. "Hey, Doc! We're leaving, so hurry up n' gimmie the check," Katsuki says.
"Waitーyou're leaving? With L/n? Wouldn't you prefer to wait until the anesthesia wears oー" the nurse replies, being cut off.
"Give me, the fucking check," Katsuki says almost threateningly. 
"Y-yes sir…" 
Once Katsuki returned, you were sitting there whining and crying painfully as you humped the seams of your clothing. Each time your clit rubed against your clothes you'd nearly cum, but even so you're painfully stopped from the lack of friction. Grabbing you, he throws you over his shoulder heading straight for his car without any interruptions. You hide your face in his shoulder as he walks, not caring about the other people. Once you finally get to the car he throws you in the backseat crawling over you. He grips your shirt, ripping it off with ease biting and nibbling at your nipples. You squirm under him moaning and grunting just causing him to bite harder. Tears stream down your face the more he teases you, the look on your face just turning him on even more.
"You got yourself into this mess." Throwing off your pants he too begins to strip, taking off his black coat. "Get that fuckin' hole ready," he orders harshly. Stripping off his bottom layer you watch as he lifts his turtle neck up relieving his waist then over his head showing his biceps. Everything about him was fucking gorgeous. As Katsuki starts undoing his pants you follow his orders, sticking two fingers inside of yourself. Almost instantly you feel a tingling sensation pulse through you making you gasp. Your legs shake as you hold them up to your stomachーtrying your best to shyly hide your face. Noticing, Katsuki grabs your knees forcing your legs open. You were nothing compared to him in a state like thisーyou can barely even walk from the drugs. Lining himself up, Katsuki thrusts into you with one single movement hitting all your good spots at once. Your head falls back as your moans become shaky, your sudden orgasm causing your whole body to shake. "Hah, all I did was put it in and your already at your fuckin' limit. I ain't going easy on you tonight," he says flipping your body around.
"W-waitー! Nng!" Pulling you by the hair he begins to thrust into you, already almost at your climax again. Katsuki pushes down on the nape of your neck aggressively, holding you down as you squirm and moan below him. How is it that both times now that the both of you have fucked, you've always been intoxicated? With each thrust you feel your mind go blankーright now all you could focus on was his dick. "A-ahーs-low down, please!" You cry, tears forming in the corners of your eyes as you feel your climax coming again. Tightening around his length you hear him grunt and groan signifying he too came. Panting and sobbing from your second orgasm you feel Katsuki thrusting back into you. A loud moan releases from you as you try to get away, his grip tightening as he feels you shifting causing him to lower, pressing his chest slightly on your back. You feel his teeth clamp down on your neck as he continuously fucks you, practically shaking the car.
"Ung…shit," Katsuki moans in your ear, cumming a second time. He stops, slowly pulling out of you watching as the juices from your hole drain out. "Stay put, I'm driving you home," Katsuki says firmly, crawling into the driver's seat.
"Huh?...Why…?" You mumble, rolling onto your side. You were still uncontrollably hornyーyour pussy dripping from the creampie. Was he really just gonna stop there?
"I only had one condom," he replies, pulling out from your spot in the parking lot. Desperately, you quietly tend to your aching clit as Katsuki drives. Your head was spinning like crazy, somehow making the neediness inside you much more unbearable. "Hey!" Katsuki shouts, making you flinch. "Did I say you could go n' touch yourself? Put that damn hand down and be patient. Besides, it's much more fun watching you struggle." You felt your face heat up in response to his words, the way he controlled you mindlessly turned you onーand so you did what you were told. 
Once the two of you got to your apartment and walked into the elevator everything started all over again. Katsuki slipped a hand down your loosened pants and up your shirt as he held youーendlessly making out together. You flinched from the cold temperature of his skin, the sensation almost immediately bringing you to climax.
"A-ahー!" You winced, head flying back. Your legs struggled to hold your weight as you came, the orgasm spreading throughout your body. Katsuki was surprised, slowly taking his hand out from your pants.
"Tsh, it's gonna be another long night~," He teased, licking his fingers clean and leading you into your suit. Ripping off your clothes Katsuki throws your body onto the bed crawling on top, his lips meeting yours once more. You could feel his hot breath steaming down your neck as he trailed down your bodyーeventually pulling away. Looking up you saw a faint blur of Katsuki stripping before he quickly flipped you onto your back. A grunt escaped you, his weight making it hard to breathe. He held your arms behind your back as he pressed his boner along your entrance, small chuckles leaving him. "I assume I don't have t'warm you up after what happened in the car?" He said in your ear, ripping open a condom. Your breathing was heavy and needy, you just wanted him to put it in. Frantically you shake your head, delayed moans and groans filling the atmosphere. Before you knew it he was inside you, his cock slipping in effortlessly. A loud, shaky moan erupts from you as he stays in place inside you. Pulling you up to your knees he held you back by the neck and waist, peering down to the bulge in your stomach. "Fuck…" Katsuki moaned. Without another second wasted he began to thrust from deep inside youーthe position making it seem even deeper. Suddenly you felt your climax sneak up on you, juices squirting onto the sheets. But Katsuki didn't stop, instead he pushed your face down into the pillow thrusting even harder. It felt almost as if your stomach was going to burst.
"Mmmnnh! Ugh!" You moaned, your noises being muffled by the pillow. Drool and tears flooded the fabrics mixed with your own juices, your legs twitching and spasming from overstimulation. Slowing down, Katsuki flips you back over. At that moment the both of you slowly made out, your arms wrapping around his neck as he continued to thrust. Refusing to break away your moans vibrated down Katsuki's throat…him finally shooting his own load inside of you. 
Panting heavily above you, Katsuki leaned down to catch his breath. All you could see was his spiky blonde locksーhis hair covering his eyes. Reaching out a hand you part his hair, his eyes darting to yours.
"I love you Katsuki…"
☆ all characters are over 18 ☆
A/N ; sry this took so long to post bruh. I had to restart 5 fucking times and it was pissing me off so i ended up w/ writers block lmao. I'll be posting more consistently from now on though.
ty 4 reading ♡ reblogs n' stuff are appreciated
ー miles/smiles
154 notes · View notes
evanspresso · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
y/n is an artist and Evan is her muse
“Put your hand, yea just like that.”
“This is ridiculous babe! I can’t keep my arm like this for five minuets let alone hours.”
“Sure you can-”
Evan huffed out in annoyance as he watched his girlfriend start to outline her sketch that she would later on paint.
“How about you take a picture and use that instead?” He wondered.
Y/n raised her eyebrows up at him and sighed, she set her pencil down and walked over to him causing him to drop his arm and reach out for her hand instinctively.
“I thought you were big and strong?” She teased giving her boyfriend that doe eyed look that he could never fight with.
Evan sucked in his breath as he looked down at y/n, her captivating eyes making him swoon, right there on the spot. Evan grasped her hand tightly and pulled her closer into him as he puffed out his chest in response.
“I am big and strong” he says confidently, swaying from one foot to the other.
“Then you can keep your hand rested like that for an hour.”
“Ugh!” Evan moaned, making y/n giggle and step away. “But my arm is cramping, baby.”
“I’m sure you can handle it."
Before she could head back towards her canvas, Evan took hold of her waist and playfully tickled at her sides causing her to let out a loud cackle.
“Hey! hey!” She shouted, spazzing from side to side before she felt his front from behind. She laughed loudly as he dipped his head down to her ear and nipped at it causing her to yelp out. “Stop! I have to paint!”
“Do I get a prize after?”
“No distractions…” she trailed off, her eyelids fluttering closed as she felt his lips glide down to her neck, leaving the softest, most delicate kisses she’s ever felt.
“That picture sounds even better now, doesn’t it?” He hummed causing shivers to travel up y/n’s back, causing her breath to hitch.
His hands traveled up her sides, gripping at her hips to pull her closer to him as his kisses traveled up towards the side of her jaw, causing Alina to drop her head to the side to allow him more leverage.
“Evan-”
“Y/n.”
“But you’re my muse, cmon… I- I’ll give you a prize after I pro- I promise.” Her cheeks tinted pink as she stuttered out her words.
She heard Evan's hum against her skin before he pulled away from her to turn around and look at her. He nodded and kissed her forehead before squeezing her hips once more making her jump.
“Can I pick the prize?”
“Mhm” she bit her lip, staring at her boyfriend who wiggled his eyebrows at her before he winked and sat in his respectable spot that she had ordered him to sit in before this whole debacle started.
“I’m the artist next.”
Y/n cocked her head at him in surprise, her eyebrows furrowing as she watched his arms cross waiting for her to respond.
“Umm okay?” She shrugged.
“Deal?” Evan pressed.
“Deal.” She agreed. “Now, put your hand where I told you or else” she taunted at him playfully.
Evan clutched his chest in a playful horror before doing what she told him to do as he cleared his throat causing y/n to glance up at him from the canvas as he smirked at her.
“I hope this paint won’t stain your skin” he said.
“What?”
“You’re my canvas, you know, saving money and all that” he waved off, shrugging.
“On paper! Or a canvas babe!” y/n squeaked out in shock.
“Ah-ah-ah! You never said where. And It's been decided. It’s a deal, too late to go back now” he said proudly.
“You’re ridiculous” she huffed.
“Actually, I’m your muse.”
-
likes, reposts and comments are greatly appreciated. xx
739 notes · View notes
flwrbo · 7 months
Text
nothings gonna hurt you baby.
sometimes when bokuto is really upset he comforts himself in tight spaces. you find a solution for that.
bokuto koutaro x f!reader. angst&comfort. fluffy. implied chubby reader
it was a rough day for bokuto.
it had started out just fine, if not just a tiny bit anxiety inducing, riding in his car together to his parents’ house. the two of you tried to make it down a few times a year to tide them over, but you personally weren’t interested in having it become a reoccurrence. not that you had any issues with his family especially, but the way bokuto always left with the smallest look of exhaustion was enough to make you want to throw your car keys down the drain and delete his parents’ house from your shared GPS system.
but, still, he made a promise to them so the two of you went. it’s always fine until it isn’t, dinner perfectly prepared with artistically placed cutlery. you pretend not to notice the way bokuto’s mother’s eyes give you a silently dissatisfied look, smoothing your dress a little over your curves before returning a small tight lipped smile. these are the smaller things you can look away from, if it meant bokuto would be pleased.
his father, however, was a different story. “still holding that odd job?” he’d asked you, cutting into the fine steak they were enjoying for dinner. you wipe your mouth, trying to remain polite as you smile, tight lipped. you wouldn’t consider the job you’d held for over three years an “odd job” but you weren’t exactly in the business of starting issues. not here. not with bokuto’s hand holding yours, his thumb caressing you in small motions.
“well at least one of you is bringing in money,” he sips from his wine glass. the smallest twitch of bokuto’s hand is nearly unnoticeable, but not to you. not to you.
“well, actually, bokuto has been doing extremely well in his practice matches lately. he was getting scouted just the other week, i’m certain he’s going to make it pro,” you hold a strong tone, tightening your grip and smiling proudly over at your boyfriend.
our of character, bokuto doesn’t speak. he’s seemingly too focused on inspecting the glass of wine in his hand.
“i, personally, don’t think it’s such a crime that she’s pulling some weight. it’s the least she can do…” bokuto’s mother trails off on the last part of the sentence. you can’t help the look of embarrassed shock that flashes your eyes before you can stop it, almost forgetting to bite your tongue.
“that’s enough, mom.” bokuto finally speaks, setting his glass down. time passes by, silence almost choking.
“well,” she responds, clearing her throat and rising to her feet. “i should bring out the dessert.” she dismisses herself to the kitchen.
his father’s eyes stare scrutinizingly, before he drops the biggest bomb of the evening. “you better not disappoint me again, son.”
the evening is pretty silent from then on.
it’s quiet through dessert, through goodbyes, even through the car ride home. the wind is all you can hear through the cracked windows as bokuto grips onto your hand like a lifeline.
finally arriving home, you go into your shared room to slip your dress off, avoiding the mirror as you replay his mother’s words in your head. once dressed, makeup removed, and hair undone you realized you hadn’t heard from your boyfriend in quite awhile.
“kou?” you call out, walking out of the room. the bathroom is empty, he’s not standing in the kitchen, and his shoes are still by the door so you know he’s not gone anywhere. “hm.” you mumble, walking into your nook.
you see him just as you’re sure he sees you. he’s under your small bookshelf, arms crossed over his legs with his head resting down.
“hi, kou,” you whisper, kneeling down beside him.
“hi.” he mumbles, cheek squished against his knee.
“cmon,” you whisper, rubbing a soft hand on his leg. “let’s get you into something comfy,”
he doesn’t respond for awhile before whispering, “can you just stay with me for a moment?”
your heart cracks in two, nodding before sitting in a more comfortable position, leaning against the bookshelf. your caressing movements on his leg doesn’t stop.
time passes, sad silence filling the air while you wait for him. eventually, he slowly nods just a little.
“okay,” you mouth, standing up and helping him stand up. his legs crack a little as he finally stretches them out.
he’s led by you to the room, rustling through the drawers until you find his favorite sleep shirt and the softest pajama pants he owns. you pass them to him before turning and putting some soft, low music on. once dressed he gingerly gets in the bed, opting for his regular spot on the edge but you shake your head a little, guiding him farther into it until he’s against the wall. it left a perfect place for you in front of his chest, holding him close between yourself and the hard surface behind him. it grounded him.
he sighs out a little as if in relief, comforted at the enclosed space.
“i love you, koutaro. they don’t know what they’re talking about.”
he mulls over this thought and you could almost see the billions of doubts roaming through his head through his eyes as he tries to find the words.
“i should’ve stuck up for you. i care too much about what they think, it causes me to shut down. it’s not.. fair.” he whispers. you shake your head, pressing a tight kiss to his lips.
“it was a rough night. i can be strong enough for the both of us when we need it.”
you feel his arms wrap around you, pulling you almost too tightly into him.
“i love you, too.” he responds.
you let out a small breathless chuckle. “i sure hope so. this would be a little awkward otherwise.” you press another kiss, onto his shoulder this time. “you’re the best wing spiker in the world, kou. but you don’t have to prove it to them. you’re gonna prove it to the world.”
he perks up at the sound of this. “can’t wait to hear the sounds of people calling my name…” his eyes finally sparkle again for the first time that night. “as long as you’re the loudest.” he presses a big kiss to your lips, bone crushing you back into the hug.
85 notes · View notes