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fairy tail would have been the nr1 anime of all times if they leaned into the horrors of all the arcs. keep the jokes, change their outfits to be a tiiiiny bit more cohesive, and we'd have the most banger shit ever made. show me the emotional terror that erza, gray, lucy, wendy, natsu went through. make everything tartaros-deep. deliora? show us how he ripped gray's mother to pieces (or something idk). show us the political sides of the fairy tail world, how the tower of heaven was able to go hidden for so long (we know, jellal's double, bla bla, but show us MORE of how corrupt their world is)! the hierarchy between guilds, the existence of dark guilds, history stripped down to the bones!!!

anyways fic recs?

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Why is he like this 😔

based on this

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Actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. And I love that 12 year old btw

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“ROGUE LET’S MARRIED WHEN WE’RE OLDER!” No older than seven, a little girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair exclaimed to her companion who had short spiky ebony hair with red orbs.

“Y-Y/N! You shouldn’t say such things!” His cheeks flushed red, stuttering. His dragon, Skiadrum snickered behind him.

A sniffle filled his ears. “Rogue doesn’t wanna marry Y/N!” Tears started to pool out of her (e/c) eyes. She ran towards the dragon, her little arms hugging his giant limb. “Skiadrum, Rogue doesn’t love Y/N!” She wailed harder while said boy was freaking out.

“There, there.” The shadow dragon sweated, patting her head, glaring at Rogue.

“Y-Y/N..” He walked up to the little girl, a little pout formed on her face.

Cute. He thought.

With his red face matching his eyes, he wrapped his arms around her. “I-I’m sorry.. We’ll get married if you want!”

“Yay! Good because I only love you!” Her statement cause his face turned into a tomato as it echoed in his head, repeating.

“YUKINO, DO YOU THINK ROGUE HATES ME?” The celestial mage sweated at the girl’s outburst. “It just seems like Rogue has been taking an interest in M’lady.”

Currently, Y/N was slumped over the Sabertooth’s bar while Yukino was tidying behind the bar. Rogue and Minerva had gone on a mission that would supposedly take a week to finish.

A week has passed.

“I don’t think Rogue hates you at all, Y/N,” Yukino smiled, trying to reassure the upset mage. “I think Rogue and M’lady work well on missions,” That statement seems to only upset her even more. “P-Perhaps you should talk to Sting instead.”

She perked her head off the counter as if Yukino’s suggestion was the smartest thing ever. Like why haven’t she thought of that.

She has and bothered Sting hundred of times before.

“You’re so right, Yukino!” She leaped off of her stool and rushed upstairs to the Master’s office. “Oh, Stinggg~”

The white-haired mage sweated at the young’s girl antics, praying for her master’s wellbeing.

Sorry Sting, please forgive me.

The blond master was buried in paperwork until he heard his office door slammed open. Without looking, he greeted his best friend’s unofficial girlfriend. “Y/N, what is it this time?” She pouted.

“Why is it that you always sound annoyed?” She huffed, her arms crossed.

He rolled his cobalt eyes, leaning his chin on his hand, staring at the girl. “Maybe because you always barge in here about Rogue or complain about some womanly problems you have.”

Y/N only puffed out her cheeks, ignoring the fact the blond was right. Half of the time it is about Rogue like right now. It’s not like she afraid to confront his twin, never that. It’s just ever since Minerva came back after the whole Tartaros battle, Rogue began taking more missions with the Saber’s Princess.

And it’s not like she’s insecure or jealous. It’s just when Rogue starts avoiding her thats when her feelings get hurt.

“Well, maybe you’re right,” Sting smirked. “Why do you think he’s avoiding me?” She plopped her ass down on the couch, staring intently in his blue orbs.

Sting sweated. How was he supposed to know? Just because they live together doesn’t mean Rogue talks how he feels.

Y/N continued to talk about her made-up theories as to why he would avoid her like; how she stole Frosch that one night, or took his leftover desert, or went on a mission with Rufus and Orga (out of pettiness).

The Sabertooth’s master only plugged his ears with some earplugs (not that it works for his enhanced hearing) he had in his drawers for occasions like these. It was starting to become a normal occurrence for the young mage to barge into his office to spew out nonsense, every day.

Ever since he’s known the girl, he knew that nodding and simple phrases as ‘i don’t know’ or ‘i’m not sure’ would satisfy her until she got bored and take a nap.

Just like right now.

Sting looked up to see her passed out on the couch. He only shakes his head, getting up from his chair. He covered her figure with a cozy blanket he kept in his office for situations like this or whenever he pulls an all-nighter in his office.

“One day you’ll realize Rogue only has eyes for you.” He muttered, pushing her hair out of her face.

He sighed as he returned to his chair, a part of him wish she loved him instead as much as she does for Rogue. But it was inevitable from the start. He knew since they met, that she was in love with his counterpart. It was obvious. He just learned to accept it overtime. Even if it hurts.

Even though it did hurt him to listen, he couldn’t find it in himself to kick her out of his office every time. Because somewhere deep inside of him still hope for her to like him instead.

“Sting, we’re back.”

“How was the mission?” He looked at the two people briefly before resuming his writing.

“It was good, took a little bit longer than we expected it.” Minerva commented, noting the passed out girl on his couch. Rogue too noticed, wondering how long shes been in here.

“She just passed out.” As if he heard his question. Rogue only nodded, approaching the sleeping girl.

“I’ll take her home.” Sting nodded, ignoring his heart crumbling.

THE SHADOW DRAGON SLAYER LAID HER DOWN ON HER BED, COVERING HER SLEEPING FIGURE WITH HER COMFORTER. His hand caressed her head as his lips kissed her forehead. “I love you, Y/N” He whispered, walking out of her room, gently closing the door.

Unbeknownst to him, a smile appeared on her face.

I love you too, Rogue.

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could we get nsfw/kink hcs for cana, lisanna, and lucy with a dom!male s/o? please and thank you!!!

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sorry for the late response cana and lisanna (esp. lisanna) are more tricky so they're less descriptive, sorry it's kinda sloppily written compared to the first one

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❁ i get the feeling cana likes threesomes, but then gets jealous mid sex, forcing you to kick the third party out ❁ she's the jealous drunk type ❁ prefers foreplay & edging ❁ loves getting her pussy eaten ❁ she enjoys dancing and getting drunk as you grind on her and tease through her clothes in public till you two take it to a secluded spot to finish each other off ❁ she enjoys sucking you off in odd places/stiutations ❁ drunk sex is her & only favorite way ❁ with permission she'll allow video recording of her pussy for your safekeeping ❁ there's a few videotapes of you two fucking ❁ both of you are open about your sex activities. one time cana drunkenly offered to show one of the few sextapes to the guild⎯to which you snatched it out of her hand before she could expose both of you. you two may be open but not that open

⎯⎯L I S A N N A⎯⎯

❁ definitely uses her animal transformations when asked, take that as you will ❁ likes being tied up (sometimes) ❁ for sure, a pillow princess ❁ lisanna likes the classic vanilla sex; she'll allow you to do certain things if it satisfies you ❁ being a pillow princess allows you to soak in the sight of her disheveled form under you, your hand around her neck, her red expression as you take your time teasing her ❁ some nights she’ll have background music playing ❁ lisanna and you are very private about it, even when interrogated by her older sister. you and lisanna likes to switch the topic

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❁ i like to think lucy is the most kinkiest just because she loves books, so she definitely has read some hardcore material ❁ she's too embarrassed to ask if you two could act it out; it's either you come across the book yourself or she purposely places it somewhere on a certain page for you to find it ❁ her favorite is nipple play, she loves the way you lick and flick it, making it red from your sucking and pinching ❁ will only do cowgirl if you ask/demand, or if she's really in the mood to initiate ❁ she loves teasing you ❁ her favorite memory is when she’s cooking in the kitchen (only in her apron) and you come up to her, kissing her bare skin, working your way down to eat her out as she's barely holds her composure as she cooks this became a regular occurrence ❁ the kitchen is the most sex spot for you two ❁ she loves getting her hair pulled ❁ she's very private when it comes to her sex life and gets easily embarrassed when called out, whereas you would laughs it off

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⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯S T I N G E U C L I F F E⎯⎯⎯⎯

NSFW: public sex T^T i wish there were more ffs of him</3

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"TAKE IT LIKE A GOOD GIRL YOU ARE." His tongue licked your entrance, enticing a moan out of your lips.

"S-Sting," You whimpered, clutching onto his hair, your back was against the cold brick wall, one of the coliseum's hallways. Your legs were wrapped around his neck as he supported you with his toned arms.

Currently, you were getting your pussy eaten by your teams' enemy. It wasn't the first time nor the last. You liked it just as much as he does. On top of public sex, you liked the rush of the possibility of getting caught by your guild or his. It was thrilling, which turned you on even more.

The crowd's loud cheers were drowned out by your moans. Your sounds were music to his ears. The way he was in control made you tremble as he hungrily drank your juices.

"Fuck," You sighed, feeling a knot in your stomach to form. "I'm-"

"Not yet," He growled, unfortunately moving his head away from you. You whined as he adjusted positions, moving your legs to his waist. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.

His lips collided with yours, instantly tasting yourself. You moaned at the sweet but salty mix of saliva. His tongue ravished your mouth as he swiftly slid inside of you. If it weren't for his lips muffling your sounds, you were sure nearby wanderers could hear you two. His hips thrusted upwards, moving in and out, making your insides curl.

"If you weren't a fairy, I would've made you mine by now," He nipped at your lip, a little too harshly, as you could taste the metal slipping onto your taste buds. "It's unfortunate really, your pussy is so good." He sighed, still moving in and out of you.

"Y-Yeah, well, you're not the only one." You moaned out, tugging on his spiky blond hair. He growled at your statement, harshly pulling out, turning you to face the wall, and sliding back in. His hands pulled at your hair, causing your neck to incline backwards.

"The tough act isn't a good look on you, princess." His teeth nipped at your neck. "No one can fuck you as good as I can, and you know it." You whimpered, feeling him deeper inside of you.

The way he was moving, you could tell that he was angry. You knew the only way to get him riled up was to taunt him, which you usually like doing during sex. You weren't sure why, but having him angrily pounding you was a turn-on.

"You belong to me," He stated in your ear, nibbling on your lobe. "And me only."

"Quite the opposite of what you just said, Eucliffe." You sighed, feeling his rough hands grope your boobs through your shirt. His fingers slightly pinching your hardened nipples. "Can't make up your mind or what?"

He snarled. "You're a brat, you know that?" Sting's lips travelled down your nape, sending shivers down your spine as he caressed your sweet spot.

You honestly don't know why you keep coming back to him. It all started when you two were assigned on a mission together, a few months prior to the games. At first, both of you hated having to work together, especially from rival guilds.

But over time, the more missions you two went on, the sexual tension rose, and it brought both of you to this predicament. Fucking each other's brains out every time you were near each other.

It was honestly like you two were horny teenagers. And it definitely didn't helped when his dragon instincts kicks in, urging him to mark you. He'd usually ignored it because he didn't want to people to know a tiger was rendezvousing with a fairy.

"Fuck, Sting." You whimpered as both of you hit your climaxes. His hips were sloppily thrusting, emptying his load in you. His cock stayed inside as you felt your combined fluids dripped down your thighs.

"Say it," His hand grasps your neck, forcing eye contact. "Say that you're mine." A glint of possesivess swirled in his cerculan orbs, you could slightly see his sharp canines poking out.

"I'm yours." With that statement, you could feel something pierce into your neck.

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could we get nsfw/kink hcs for erza, juvia, and mirajane? preferably with a dom!male s/o, but you can make it more gender neutral if that is easier. please and thank you!!!

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i hope this satisfy your request T^T for some reason erza was a little tricky, but i had fun with juvia & mira:)

i might add more if i come up with anything else.

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❁ erza is the type to stutter and turn red like her hair when you bring up anything remotely romantic/sexual ❁ even so, she'd request you to delve into bondage (that one-time in the GMG, helped her find that she liked it & persuaded you to splurge) ❁ she likes being tied up and experimenting with you in the bdsm world ❁ the safe word is strawberry ❁ i also have a feeling erza would enjoy wax play, i'm not sure why, but you would enjoy pouring it on her, watching her squirm and blush ❁ you being the dominant one would be setting up for the night's activities, excitedly waiting for erza to come home to show your new toys you had found ❁ the fact that you had no shame to publicly talk about your kinky adventure, while erza would be embarrassed and shut you up ❁ one time you had taken her leftover cake (definitely gotten her upset when she had originally saved it after her mission) but it quickly subsided when you told her to get naked, you'd cover her nipples and body in cake just to clean her up with your tongue. she would be so red & frozen under you. you order her to lick off the cake icing from your finger.

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❁ juvia, she'd blush and shamelessly accept anything to please you. she does not mind being submissive. matter fact, she would be the one begging for you to act out on your kinky fantasies ❁ she definitely enjoys being praised and degraded ❁ whenever you put her in her favorite position, doggy style, she likes being spanked and degraded as you tugged on her hair ❁ i also think she likes to have shower sex, having you press her up against the cold tile wall while the hot water steams up the room. you thrusting up into her, her moans being drowned out as the water drenched both of you ❁ there's times you'd tease her with ice cubes and litter her soft spots with kisses, meanwhile she would turn into a puddle pun not intended ❁ public sex is something both of you enjoy, the rush of getting caught gets both of you hot and bothered as you quickly finish off outside the guild hall (though the dragon slayers would know) ❁ that being said juvia isn't ashamed and sometimes flaunts it to her supposedly love rivals

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❁ mira, i have a feeling she'd fight for dominance (even though you'd always win in the end) beyond that innocent exterior she's usually the one coming up with kinky ideas ❁ she'd let you take the lead as long it played out her fantasies ❁ though half-way through sex you end up forgetting all the toys and revert to the traditional ways and finishing off in missionary or carrying her with her legs wrapped around you ❁ she would have your skin littered in love marks/scratches to have some sort of dominance ❁ one of her fantasies definitely had food involved-whipped cream to be exact. some nights, she'd be naked on the bed waiting for you with whipped cream on her nipples and thighs. you soaked in the sight as you grew hard just staring at her. she'd tease you and lick some whip off her finger. ❁ there's even times where you come home with her handcuffed and blindfolded, and you'd play along, ❁ you enjoy tugging on her hair and choking her as you thrust into her in any position. your favorite is doggy or missionary

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Erza when Millianna tells her she and Kagura want to kill Jellal:

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are there any limits or preferences with characters or readers? like ones you won't write about or prefer to write about? and how many characters can we ask about at a time? will we get fewer headcanons if we ask for more characters?

bare with me that i am still new to tumblr, i’ve recently just got back into it and it’s been awhile!

i prefer writing from a fem pov, its more easier for me to write/imagine but i do not mind writing fxf oneshots like with toga! that being said i could try to dabble in gender neutral or maybe male pov(though i wouldnt be as confident… or maybe i would? i just never really tried)

i can’t really necessarily list off characters i won’t write about unless it was asked for but i would have to say like main characters of shows(ex. natsu, naruto, etc.) i just personally think it be harder for me wrote one-shots about them. though headcannons would be easier for them.

i may note that oneshots/headcannons for haikyuu! will be harder since i never really finished the anime (even though i want to!) and based my knowledge off of the ffs i read of them

but there isn’t a limit onto how many characters or headcannons you want! i’d just say it would take longer for me to write it if it was a lot!

i hope that answered your questions:)

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NSFW: enjoy:))

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“WHAT IF YOUR MOM CATCHES US?” He smirked.

“Then you’re just gonna have to be quiet.”

Both of you were in his room, he had sneaked you over at three in the morning. At first, it was just a late-night smoke session in your car, but he then decided to invite you over.

His parents were sleeping down the hall and his TV had some random movie he had picked playing in the background.

You stare into his yellow eyes and then the shit-eating grin he wore. Being under him just increased your feelings for the fox-like guy. You weren’t as nervous due to being high.

But you knew this hookup didn’t mean anything to him, he has told you many times during your smoke-that-leads-to-sex sessions. All in life right now he just cares is drugs and sex. Or so he says.

For him, he liked your company and the sex wasn’t terrible so of course he always takes every chance to hook up with you.

He had your wrists held in one hand above you as the other was caressing your nude figure. Going in and out, you whimpered, biting your lip not wanting to get caught.

“R-Rin..”

“Shh.. be quiet princess.”

The nicknames he called you during sex was a way to make your stomach do flips and get your heart beating. It was unfair to you that he could do and say those things without any feelings attached.

You accepted that he uses you for sex but it’s not like he entirely does, you’re good friends also, so it’s more of a friend-with-benefits thing.

Which is also never a good case either.

But you didn’t care because it was Suna.

Moans were clogging your throat as he continued to please you with his dick. “I can’t..” The hand that was caressing your body, went up to cover your mouth. He leaned over to your ear, “Of course, you can princess. It’s not our first rodeo.” You whimpered against his hand as he leaned away, retreating his hand back to your hips, raising it a little.

You could only bite your lip as your stomach flipped around, cooking an orgasm in queue. You wanted to let out all of the sounds that was threatening to come out. To fully enjoy the pleasures he was sending to your body.

Your legs began to wrap around his slim waist, feeling your climax hitting its edge. “R-Rin..”

He looked at you with a knowing look. “Cum for me, baby.” Your pussy clenched at his words. He threw one of your legs over his shoulders, making you moan louder than you wanted to. He leaned down, connecting your lips to muffled your sounds.

He let go of your wrists as he wanted to feel your smooth skin. As you ride out your high, your skin shivered as his hands touched every inch of your body.

Swiftly pulling out to cum all over your stomach. He smirked, releasing your leg to grab a towel to clean up his art. Your chest moved up and down as you watched him through half-lidded eyes.

A part of you ached at the dread feeling of reality hitting you. You let out a sigh, knowing that this was it between you two and you just had to accept it wasn't gonna move foward.

The middle blocker had just finish cleaning up the both of you. "What's on your mind, princess?"

"Oh, nothing.." You sat up, messing with your hair. "Round two?" He chuckled.

"Already?' You shrugged.

"Alright."

He swfitly flipped you over, letting you be on top of him this round.

The thoughts of your relationship left your head as you sunk down on him. You bit your lip, holding in your moan as he guided your hips, up and down.

You might not like the friends with benefits, but it wasn't entirely a bad thing. You get to enjoy him while it lasted. As far you're concerned, he didn't need to know of your feelings for him just as long this continues.

Little did you know, Rintaro was in the same boat.

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NSFW: car sex, foreplay, begging, public sex, cockwarming​

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YOU KNEW IT WAS A BAD IDEA TO SNEAK OUT, BUT DID YOU CARE?

Not one bit.

You didn’t care that it was one o’clock in the morning.

You didn’t even care that you were with the school’s biggest player.

Late at night,

in the middle of an empty parking lot,

in the backseat of his car.

“Ngh.” You whimpered as his fingers curled up inside of you.

An amused sound left his lips as his yellow-tinted eyes watched as you crumbled down into the palm of his hand. It was exhilarating witnessing you all hot and bothered like this. And it turned him on even more knowing only he could do this to you. He didn’t understand what was so captivating about you, but the way you made him feel like no other.

“S-suna.. please.” You gasped even more as your trembling hips grinded into his palm.

“What is it that you want?” His deep voice ringed through your ears.

“Please, i can’t.. take it anymore.” He stopped his hand, making a displeasing sound leave you. He moved his lips towards your ear, “You have to use your words, princess.” He responded in a hush seductive tone.

You swallowed. a bead of perspiration slid from your desperate panting face down to your neck.

“F-fuck me.. please..”

He smirked.

“As you wish, darling.”

Suna then laid your figure down on the leather seat and hovered above you. You looked so perfect under him. The middle blocker swiftly took off his sweats and looked into your lustful, needy eyes. you nodded and smiled shyly as he did.

He aligned his tip with your entrance and slowly sunk into your warmth. You gasped at the feeling of his girth and length filling up your insides. “O-oh...”

You already knew what to expect from the rumors, but this was way different than what you had ever imagined, you couldn’t even handle the pleasurable feelings surging through your body.

He gasped as he firmly gripped onto your waist. “Fuck.” His breathy moans escaped as his hands tore at the seat below you. Slowly suna began to move, slipping in and out of you.

The windows began to fog due to the heat emitting from your entangled bodies. You were almost embarrassed at the thought of passersby noticing the rough swaying of the car, but all fears were cast away the more Suna fucked you.

To make this night even more memorable, music from the stereo played in the background despite the moans and whimpers nearly drowning the sound out. You then noticed how his movements matched up with the tempo of each song.

You clawed at his back and bit down on your lip to keep quiet, but sounds of pleasure still managed to escape your quivering lips.

As soon as you both reached your climaxes, you attempted to catch your breath. he then gently rested his sweaty, exhausted body on top of you as you took him into your sweat-dripping arms.

He stayed inside of you for a few minutes as your hand disappeared into his soft black hair. you could still feel him twitching inside of you.

“I have to get you back home..”

“Five more minutes.” You pouted.

A warm pleased smile spread his lips.

“Okay.”

Ever since that night, those passionate interactions became more and more frequent.

But you didn’t mind.

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AGE: 20 YEARS OLD

i love green<3 green with brown, pink, or purple are my favorite color combos.

top favorite anime would have to be fairy tail only becuase it's such a comfort show

STATUS: requests are closed

nsfw are allowed i’ll try my best, it’s been awhile since i wrote nsfw)

no sensitive prompts (ex. sa, sh, etc.)

fluffy romance prompts are my favorite

i will write anyone from

fairy tail

haikyuu!!! (certain characters)

bnha/mha

naruto (maybe)

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do you take requests? if you do, are there any rules for sending them in?

depending on the request and which character, i’ll do them! and atm i do not have any rules just no sensitive topics.

rules!

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NSFW: office sex, minor cockwarming, slight master kink not really

i wanted to do something more romantic than hardcore smut. tbf i don’t think i could even attempt something hardcore because i get so embarrassed BAHA

it’s criminal that my favorite FT character doesn’t have enough fanfics about him </3 OR ANY NEW FT FANFICS IN GENERAL

also it’s been awhile since i wrote anything smutty so please bare with this one >:) i wanted to show my baby some love

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JEALOUSLY.

He felt the overwhelming feeling in every fiber of his body.

Why?

Because you weren’t giving him attention.

Simple as that.

He wasn’t gonna admit it though, all he could do was just bury himself in paperwork while you gave your undivided attention to the other men in the guild.

“Stupid men and her good looks.” He mumbled as he hastily scribbled on the report for the council.

Cursing everybody in his guild was the most appropriate thing to do as a guild master. He simply couldn’t act rashly just because he was an attention-seeking whore.

Perhaps he should do the same thing as you.

Give other people attention.

He shook his head, that was too petty of him.

“Sting, you’re looking crazy over there.” His red partner commented watching him making all sorts of crazy faces.

Sting pouted, stopping his writing as he looked over to his exceed. “It’s not fair… Y/N isn’t paying attention to me!” Lector sweated.

“Maybe.. I dunno.. Talk to her.”

“No way!”

Lector sighed at the blond’s stubbornness. He couldn’t believe his partner was refusing to communicate with his girlfriend. He shrugged as Sting resumed his paperwork.

The red exceed decided to find Y/N, leaving his master alone with paperwork.

There she was at the bar, serving food and drinks to the tigers. Chatting and smiling at them as they spark a conversation with her.

“Y/N!” Lector landed on the bar in front of the girl, interrupting her conversation with some random saber.

“Oh, hi Lector!” She smiled as she dried off a glass. “Did you want something? I can cook something up for you.”

Tempting as it is to eat your cooking, he unfortunately had to deny it. “No, I’m okay.. Sting requested your attention!” Lector said, making you curious as to why the maroon cat is denying your food—something he rarely ever does.

“Well, okay then. It must be important.” Lector nodded. “Yukino will you be okay for a minute?”

“Of course!” The white-haired celestial mage smiled.

You put down the towel and rushed upstairs to see what your boyfriend wanted. You knocked three times on the wooden door, before entering.

You examined the room, the only thing neat thing was the stack of finished paperwork on the desk while some crumbled pieces of paper were scattered all over the room. You watched him sloppy writing on the paper as his other hand was buried in his spiky hair.

“Sting.. You wanted to see me?” You called out, realizing he hadn’t even noticed you come in.

“H-Huh?” He paused, looking slightly surprised you were in his office.

Taking note of how beautiful you looked in your (r/c)-colored low-neck dress that complimented your skin tone. How your hair was tied back into a messy bun. He shakes his head before turning his eyes off you, almost forgetting he was mad at you.

“I don’t know what you mean. I never asked for you.” He muttered which you barely heard.

You raised an eyebrow at your boyfriend’s body language. He wasn’t even looking at you anymore and had his arms crossed as if he was upset. You sweated, realizing why.

“Are you upset again?” You walked over to him. “Y’know, I belong to you.” Your arms wrapped around his neck, shoving his face into your chest. You could feel his breath pause for a minute.

“Liar. You were neglecting me.” His words were muffled, but you could still make out what he said.

“Jealousy is so not a good look on you.” You stated, as your hands found their way up to his hair, twirling with it. “Is there any way I could make it up to you, master?”

His breath hitched once again, hearing your cunningly flirtatious tone. You know what turned him on and it was making it hard for him to be mad at you anymore. He took his head out of your chest and looked at you with a certain glint in his blue eyes.

Pulling you to his lap, making you straddle him. “There’s a few things I can think of.” He smirked up at you. His hand grazed up your spine until he found the band that was holding your hair back. Swiftly tugging at it, causing your hair to cascade down.

His hand bunched up your hair pulling it back, revealing your neck. His lips connect to your soft skin, making you whimper at the touch. Sinking his teeth into your skin, sucking ever so lightly to leave purple bruises all over your neck down to your breasts.

“S-Sting.” You moaned, messing up his hair. With a twirl of your finger, you heard a click behind you. Using your magic to lock the office door.

He continued to mark your once flawless skin, enticing several sounds that were music to his ears. Pulling back to admire his masterpiece he could only smirk at your flushed expression.

Your eyes were closed as your plump lips were parted, your chest heaving up and down as your heart pounded against your ribcage.

Desire and lust were pooled in his cobalt orbs. His hand gently pushed your head down to his connecting the gap between you two, his pants started to tighten as the moment went on.

“Once we’re done here, everyone is going to know you belong to me.” A slight growl left his throat as he tugged on your hair just right to make you moan.

“Y-Yes Master.” He smirked.

“Say it again.” Your face turned redder than previously, not sure how it’s possible but it did. Feeling all hot and aroused.

“Yes Master Sting.” It was in a hushed tone but it still turned him on.

He lifted his hips, adjusting his position causing both of your nether regions to graze one another. His hand hastily made its way up your dress, his fingertips ever so lightly caressing your thighs, slowly inching closer to your heat.

The pace he was going made you whine, wanting to feel him already. “Patience, my love,” Sting smirked at your eagerness. "This is payback."

"Unfair." You moaned out as his lips traveled back to your neck, littering more love marks wherever he could.

His fingers drew circles as they slowly moved up closer to your arousal. You sighed, urging your hips closer, only for him to tug at your hair in response.

Soon enough that felt like an eternity to you, he gave in, letting his fingertips brush upon your folds. Your breath hitched at the slightest touch. His fingers hastily hooked onto the band of your panties, ripping it off and tossing it somewhere in the office.

With his strong sense of smell, your arousal hit his nose with familiarity. Feeling proud that he could turn you on with the lightest touch and kisses. His lips left butterfly kisses, moving their way up to your lips. His teeth nibbling on your lower lip.

Returning his lustful kisses, you played with his hair the way you knew he liked it. In response, he slid in two fingers making you gasp, giving his tongue access to your mouth.

Fighting for dominance, his fingers slowly thrust in and out, lubing your entrance with your arousal. Your legs mindlessly squeeze him as he hooks his fingers, his thumb circling your clit.

Your whimpers and moans were like music to his ears. He enjoyed making you submit to his doings. He liked the way he dominates you, especially the way you call him master.

Sure he gets upset and jealous of your attention being anyway but him. But deep down, he knew that you were his and only his.

Retreating his fingers enticed a whine from you, he carried you over to the soft couch without disconnecting from your lips. His eyes scanned your figure as you lay there ready in anticipation. His tongue wet his lips as he tore off his pants.

You squirm as you want him to fill you up already. Unfortunately, he wanted to take his time and savor this moment. He grabbed your leg putting it over his shoulder.

“Y/N,” You looked at him, curiosity pooled in your eyes. “You look beautiful like this..” You blushed, your dress was crumpled up to your chest and you were sure in his point of view he had a good look at your pussy. “And we should get married!”

“Are you seriously proposing right now?!” You exclaimed, face all red. He cheekily grinned at you, not wasting a minute he entered inside you, quickly making you forget his proposal. You moaned feeling complete.

The way you look at the moment is ethereal. The expressions you made as he went in and out were his favorite. It only turned him on more, his hands finding their way around your hips, lifting you up slightly gave him more access.

Moans and groans increased as you two went on. The smell of sex filled up the office. You weren’t sure if you were being loud to the point the guild could hear you, but in the moment you both didn’t care.

“Y-Y/n.” His body collapsed on top of yours with his hands perched next to your head so his full body weight wasn’t on you. “Was that a yes?” His face was centimeters from yours, watching you catch your breath.

You stared at him, thinking back to what he was talking about. You smile once you realize. “Yes, of course, Sting!” He grinned like a child who got a lollipop. Immediately smashing his lips onto yours as his cock that was still sheath inside of you was twitching in excitement.

“Good, because.. I already.. got a ring.” He muttered between kisses.

After your loving makeout session, he cleaned you up with some toilet paper he just so conveniently had in his office.

As you were fixing your appearance, something dawned on you. “Sting, you ripped my favorite panties!” You huffed, holding up your torn-up article with your telekinetic magic.

He only smirked at you. “Guess you’re just gonna have to go pantie-less.” You sighed, throwing the clothing into the trash, combing through your hair, deciding to let it down in an attempt to cover all the dark marks but to no avail as it was literally everywhere on your exposed neck and cleavage.

You were starting to regret not having extra clothes or makeup on you. “You suck.” You looked in the mirror, examining your skin.

Before you head out, he stopped you. “Forgetting something?” He held out a black box, opening it revealing your (f/r). You smiled as he put it on your ring finger.

“Can’t believe you remember.” He slightly scoffed at your statement.

“I remember everything when it comes to you.” He kissed the crown of your head, making your heart flutter.

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it’s CRIMINAL that there isn’t many fairytail fanfics like wym😣😣 fairy tail got some of the most DROP dead GORGEOUS men I’ve seen and only me and like 5 others are thirsting over them??💔💔

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YOU WERE THE TYPE TO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. Not the type to ask questions, but when it came to a certain blond hot-headed classmate of yours. Your curiosity is peaked. You wanted to know everything about him.

Why?

You couldn't even answer that yourself.

He was mysterious under that angry expression he had plastered on. naturally, you try talking to the guy, but you would chicken out when he walks by or simply being in the same room as you.

One reason is that you're a pussy shy and a tad bit intimidated. He always had that angry aura around him, that makes him unapproachable.

"What are you looking at shorty?!" Bakugo glowered next to you.

You wondered if it was lucky or unlucky of you to be seated next to your angry crush. Letting out a sigh, "Sorry." You looked away from his intimidating red eyes.

"Stop scaring the poor girl." Mina huffed, ruffling your bed of hair. "Y'know it's about time you start talking to the guy, perhaps make a move." She whispered into your ear, before rushing to her seat. pink dusted over your cheeks. You couldn't possibly bring yourself to make the first move. You barely understood the angry pomeranian.

"Y/N, YOU'RE WITH BAKUGO."

You looked at your teacher as if he had a vendetta against you. Once again were you unlucky or lucky? You sighed turning towards the hothead next to you, who clicked his tongue, in response.

"Let's go shorty," He got up from his seat as you followed suit.

You two walked in silence, side by side to the training room. "I'm not going easy on you, just cause you're a girl." The blond reminded you.

"Wouldn't expect you to." You shifted in your spot, avoiding eye contact.

With another click of his tongue, he observed you. He wondered why you were always so timid around him when you were definitely not one around the others. In a way, it irritated him for no reason.

You two sparred for a good hour or so until your energy was exhausted. Your breathing was heavy as your heart pounded in your chest as if breaking through your ribs.

He watched your chest move up and down as sweat dripped from his forehead. He scoffed. "Your stamina sucks." Handing a hand out for you to grab. Your eyes glanced over his hand to his eyes.

From your point of view, he looked sexy even though he was covered in sweat, not that you could ever verbally admit that to him. "Unfortunately." Taking his offer, in a swift motion, you were back on your feet.

Instead of letting you go, he snaked his arm around your waist, throwing your arm over his shoulders. You looked at him as your cheeks warmed up from the sudden physical touch.

"What are you-"

"Tch, I'm only helping you till we get back to the dorms."

IT WAS NIGHTFALL BY THE TIME YOU GOT BACK AND READY FOR BED. Your mind raced pondering over the physical events from a few hours ago.

A warm blush crept across your cheeks as you kept thinking about his warm hand around your waist, with his fingertips lightly grazing over your hips.

"What on earth are you thinking?!" You exclaimed, slapping the horny thoughts out of your head.

Instead of trying to go back to sleep, you decided to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

"Can't sleep?" You jump at the sudden voice.

"Bakugo?" You turn around to meet with his glowing red eyes.

It was dim in the kitchen, but you could see his figure clad in a black tank top and sweats. You watched how his muscles flex as he reached over to grab a glass, filling it with water.

"Something like that." You averted your gaze.

Katsuki looked at you, unsure if he should spark up a conversation. He didn't have anything to say particularly. "Are you scared of me, shorty?" He suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Turning your head back to him, he was intently staring at you. "You are intimidating." You muttered, only to fall to deaf ears.

"What?" Moving closer to you, "Say it again." Your cheeks redden at the sudden proximity, as his warm breath fanned over your face.

"I-" Making eye contact as you tried to stop your brain from reminding you of your naughty thoughts earlier. "I said... you're intimidating." You finally breathed out.

He continued to stare into your eyes, from this proximity he could see your red cheeks. He never thought he was intimidating to you. Not from afar at least. The way you converse with others and fight foes, he could hardly believe he was intimidating to you.

Meanwhile, you were trying to read his thoughts, you couldn't help but think about Mina's words. "Bakugo." You looked down at your hands, still holding the water cup. "What do you think about me?"

The question got his gears working in confusion as to why the sudden question. "Mediocre." he bluntly replied. You sweated thinking that was true.

In a way he was right, you weren't someone who flaunts your powers or personality like everyone in the classroom. You were more reserved and observant. "You're not annoying." He added, that made you smile a little.

"Make a move." Mina's words echoed in your head

You bit your lip, your heart racing as you felt a sense of vulnerability while looking into his eyes, trying to read the emotions swirling within him. With a sudden rush of confidence, you set your glass down and cupped his face, closing the small gap between the two of you.

His eyes widened in disbelief at the sudden shift in closeness, his mind struggling to catch up with the moment. You quickly pulled away, stammering an apology, a wave of panic washing over you.

Without uttering a word, he set down his glass and pulled you back into him, the warmth of his body enveloping you. At that moment, the situation shifted; you were taken aback as your eyelids closed involuntarily, your lips moving toward his as if pulled by an unresistable force.

The kiss ignited like a spark, hot and heavy, as your lips melded together in perfect harmony. Your hands clutched the fabric of his tank top, feeling the heat beneath it, while his fingers slipped under your shirt, sending shivers racing down your spine.

A sound leaves your throat as your tongues collide. His hands make their way down to the hem of your sweat, his fingertips touching your underwear. You couldn't help but let your thoughts wander back to how you were just imagining this moment in your head.

You almost couldn't believe what was happening at the moment, but you didn't want it to stop. Hastily he lifted you up onto the counter, hearing a clink from the sudden motion, but you paid no mind to it.

He moved his lips down to your neck as your hands found his spiky hair, tugging on it as you turned your head, letting him have more access. More sounds started to develop as he continued his devious actions.

This only went on for what felt like an eternity, each lingering kiss leaving a mark on your skin that you could almost still feel. His lips finally pulled away from your neck, and you could see the self-satisfied smirk on his face as he admired the lustful marks scattered across your skin. You were sure your face was as red as Todoroki's crimson hair, warmth radiating through every inch of your body.

"Goodnight, Y/N," he said softly, his voice a low melody that hung in the air as he turned to walk away, leaving you standing alone in the dimly lit kitchen. The soft glow of the moonlight illuminated the room, casting shadows that danced around you, amplifying the storm of thoughts swirling in your mind.

You didn’t know how to process what had just happened as you watched him retreat. Your fingers brushed over your lips, still tingling from his touch, already aching for his touch.

Unsure of what to do with this surreal moment, you hopped down from the counter, the sound of your feet meeting the floor, snapping you back to reality. You busied yourself with cleaning up, your heart pounding louder than before as you finally headed back to your room, seeking solace as you tried to relieve the tension building inside you.

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