senpai-sama

[senpai-sama]

Hello, can I request a Baki x male reader smut

Like baki was in class and they were doing a quiz and he didn't do it and never even wrote on his paper because he was staring at reader who sat in front of him, and reader is a really pretty boy and pretty thick and smol like bunny And baki kinda has a thing for him, so the teacher assigned pretty boy as bakis tutor and they go to bakis place, and baki admits his feelings and they do the dirty 👉👈

baki hanma! x pretty boy! male reader

note: i’ve never written for baki before but fuck yeah i accept this request!!

warnings: amab reader, male reader, he/him pronouns, homophobes dni, anal, fingering, unprotected sex,

How can a guy be so pretty? It doesn’t make sense.

Not to Baki at least, and he’s a pretty smart guy when he wants to be, which reminds him of the empty quiz paper on his desk.

For just a split moment he looks down at the paper after tearing his eyes away from you, sitting in front of him, diligently completing your quiz like the good student you are. Baki thinks you’re cute. Fuckable, actually, but he wouldn’t mind getting to know you better…

Eventually, his mind begins to wander as he stares at you, daydreaming, and sometime after, the teacher comes by and snatches his unfinished quiz from the desk, observing it. Baki hadn’t even written his name on it, let alone fill out of any of the answers. And what’s worse, pretty much everyone had already left the classroom for break besides Baki, you, and the teacher.

With a frustrated sigh, the man rubs at his forehead with one hand as Baki turns his attention from you for the first time in an hour to stare lazily at the irritated man in front of him.

“What’s the problem, old man? You’re gonna get wrinkles if ya keep thinkin’ too hard.” Baki smugly teased, crossing his arms over his well-built chest that’s a little too built for a third year High Schooler, leaning back in his seat with the most carefree look present on his face.

The irritation on the instructor’s face only gets worse but then he sighs, shaking his head. “If it weren’t for you, the class average wouldn’t be so low. You need a tutor…” His eyes roamed around the room for a split second before they landed on you, currently tapping away at something on your phone, completely unbothered and not listening to the other men chat in the classroom. That was until your heard your name being called, causing you to look up in curiosity at your teacher who’s now standing in front of your desk, motioning to your fellow classmate who’s now shamelessly staring you down with a smirk on his face.

As Baki suggested, you would be tutoring him at his place and so here you were, walking with him to his home. As you approached, you took note of the egregious amounts of graffiti on the walls as well as the outside of his house, which piqued your interest. This seemed to not go unnoticed by Baki whilst you began to approach his front door as he spoke up, explaining the meaning behind the vandalism.

As Baki suggested, you would be tutoring him at his place and so here you were, walking with him to his home. As you approached, you took note of the egregious amounts of graffiti on the walls as well as the outside of his house, which piqued your interest. This seemed to not go unnoticed by Baki whilst you began to approach his front door as he spoke up, explaining the meaning behind the vandalism.

As Baki suggested, you would be tutoring him at his place and so here you were, walking with him to his home. As you approached, you took note of the egregious amounts of graffiti on the walls as well as the outside of his house, which piqued your interest. This seemed to not go unnoticed by Baki whilst you began to approach his front door as he spoke up, explaining the meaning behind the vandalism.

“‘s lot of people out there that I’ve fought who’ve lost, or people who want to fight me but know they can’t win, so this is the next best thing, the only thing they can do to save face. I don’t really mind, ‘s not a big deal.” He said, shrugging his shoulders as he took out his key to slide open the door and led you inside, taking off his shoes near the front door to start walking further into his home. You nodded sheepishly at his explanation, frowning a little at the thought of people being such cowards to do such a thing instead of facing him head on.

As you followed him deeper into his home, you realized the place was a lot cleaner than you’d anticipated and before you knew it, you were in his bedroom.

Baki watched curiously as you sat down on the floor at the table beside his bed and started to slowly unpack things from your bag, setting them on top of the table. He could practically smell how nervous you were and it amused him greatly. He was also thinking about other things (like how soft and pliable you look) but he saved those thoughts for later.

Following your example, he sat down at the table right beside you, barely leaving any space between the two of you, your knees knocking together. Subconsciously, you shivered and set the last of your things down onto the table, not daring to meet his observant eyes as he stares at the side of your face, waiting for you to do something. In your peripheral you can see him with his elbow resting on the table now, his chin propped up in the palm of his hand, staring at you with amusement lingering in his gaze.

Your tongue darts out of your mouth and swipes at your lips in an attempt to wet them which doesn’t go unnoticed by Baki. In fact, he wonders what it would be like to kiss you, better yet, to get beneath your school uniform.

Before he can open his mouth to /insinuate/ these thoughts, you’re already speaking up.

“So.. I suppose we should work on homework first for class and… and you can ask me for any help i-if you need it..?” You suggested, though it sounded more like a question than a set plan of action.

Baki grinned lazily.

How cute.

He thought about it briefly but then hummed in acknowledgement, deciding to play along for now before he could put his own plans into action.

Surprisingly, to you at least, Baki had started working on his own homework beside you, what was even crazier was that he’d finished before you and now he was just staring again. Almost like he was waiting for you to finish up with your responsibilities before he’d swipe down and attack you. The thought made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, but it wasn’t exactly out of fear.

Some time passed, the room filled with strangely comfortable silence aside from the sounds of your pencil and your breathing. Noticing you finish off the last question, Baki set his plan in motion.

“L/N-san… anyone ever tell you how pretty you are?” Baki nonchalantly asked, watching as you skittishly flinched at the compliment, snapping your gaze towards to him to look at him in bewilderment, reminding him of a startled animal.

Unable to help himself, he reaches towards you and cradles your chin in his hand, swiping his thumb over your bottom lip in curiosity. His eyes are studying your face as he looks down at you, once again reminding you just how easily he could snap you in half even if he barely lifted a finger. However, the hold he had on your chin was gentle and caring, he was mesmerized by the feel of your lips over the rough skin on his calloused thumb, along with your skin.

Soft. Pillowy. Moisturized. You take care of yourself. He likes that. It is a strike contrast to his skin that’s been hardened by brutality and overzealous training that’s turned his entire body into borderline stone. You were just so soft, he wanted to see what other parts were the same.

And despite not getting a verbal and coherent answer from you regarding his previous question, he continues.

“Prettier than any girl I’ve seen. I’d call ya handsome but…” He watches as you blink in surprise, your cutesy lashes kissing your cheeks as you look back up at him, slightly pouting at the start of his backhanded compliment. “— don’t think that fits you. Y’know… ya kinda remind me of a little bunny. You’re skittish like one. And you’re tiny. Bet I could pick you up with one hand.”

His sultry voice and the teasing tone makes something stir inside of you, along with an unneeded erection in your pants. Were your pants always this tight? Sure, they always fit a little snug around your hips and thighs but— What was he trying to say? It would probably be in your best interest to ask him.

“A bunny…? Is that a compliment or.. or an insult?” You softly ask, awaiting for his answer, hanging onto every word that leaves his mouth. For some reason, your gaze has dropped from his eyes to the little beauty mark above his his top lip, and then down to his lips as they move, speaking sweet things to you.

“A compliment, of course. I wouldn’t insult the guy I like, after all.”

You paused, looking back at his eyes, your nose scrunching up along with your eyebrows as you decipher his words, the shock apparent in the look you’re giving him.

Baki smiles.

You really are a little bunny. Makes him want to protect you at all costs, even though he’s sure you can take care of yourself, which is something he also likes about you.

And then you parrot his words right back at him, mainly in disbelief as you feel the heat rise in your face and the rest of your body.

“You… you like me? Like— romantically or..?”

“Pfft. Yeah, romantically. I think you’re cute, smart, adorable, pretty… I wanna get to know you better, and I think I know how to get started.” His words make you curious, eyeing him in suspicion as you may or may not have an idea at what he’s hinting at. “Is that so? Alright, well, I’m open to whatever you have in mind..” You whisper, not rejecting his advances in the slightest without directly stating that you felt the same way about him.

Truthfully, you’ve had a tiny bit of a crush on the class’s sweetheart, but who didn’t? You weren’t even sure if he liked guys, especially not with the rumors of him having a girlfriend or two. But here he was, leaning in and smashing his lips against yours like he was trying to steal the oxygen straight from your lungs and give you the oxygen from his own.

You’d never been so passionately kissed before so it was easy to get lost in it, not even minding the way he effortlessly lifts you into his lap, your fingers tangling up in his cherry red hair, scratching at his scalp, causing him to moan at the unexpected affection.

As he’s holding you in his lap and your kiss turns into a flurry of open mouthed kisses, the sound of your soft pants being swallowed up by the larger man as he kisses you, his hands move down to squeeze at the plush of your ass, enjoying the feel of it in his hands. Rarely does he get to experience such softness beneath is fingers, he was going to cherish every second of this for as long as it went on.

With a little maneuvering from the both of you, you’re both soon rid of your school uniforms and were now in nothing but your boxers, bulging tents furiously rubbing against each other. Baki continued to fondle your ass while guiding your hips, rocking them back and forth so that were dry humping his cock with your own, his lips now connected to your neck. The sweet sounds you’re making spur him own as he litters your neck in love bites and marks that display that you’re his and only his.

The impatience between the two of you steadily grows but Baki takes the first step, standing up with you in his arms as he takes you to his bed and lays you down on top of it, moving to hover his bulky and muscular frame over your small but curvaceous one. In a moment of clarity, watching as he goes into the nightstand beside his bed to pull out a bottle of lube, you speak up.

“W-wait, what about your parents…?” You worriedly ask, not wanting to be caught in the middle of your risqué behavior by the adults in Baki’s home, to which he only chuckles and tugs your boxers down, exposing your bare lower body to his eyes. “I live alone. Don’t worry.” You squeak in surprise when you feel a rush of cold air brush over your cock, your shaft twitching as a bead of precum lands on your belly.

Baki grins at your reaction, finding you even more adorable as he tugs his own boxers down but not fully off, giving you a clear view of what he’s packing.

It’s big just like the rest of him. Should you really be all that surprised?

You gulped worriedly, instinctively backing up a little further up the bed away from him. “I— woah woah woah, I don’t think that’s gonna f-fit me.. Uh.. maybe I could just—“ “Ah ah ah. C’mon Y/N-sama,” he says, purring your first name in a way that instantly turns you into butter, “I’ll prep you first. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

Wait, boyfriend? Did that mean you two were exclusive now?

You had no time to ponder the thought when you felt something thick and slippery in your hole, instantly making your back arch off of the bed, a mewl of surprise, pain, and pleasure erupting from your parted lips.

“Haah..!”

Looking down to see the culprit of this strange feeling, you see that Baki’s lubed up his right hand and had stuck one of his calloused fingers in your ass, stretching you out with the meaty digit. After giving you a little time to adjust to the intrusion, he starts to pump it in and out, purposely hitting your prostate each and every time while he watched you squirm and call his name, begging him to slow down and give you some more time to adjust.

Baki does the opposite, in fact, he doesn’t stop fucking you stupid with his fingers until he watches you spray cum all over your belly, decorating your skin in your own white sticky nectar. Then, he slowly pulls his fingers out, watching you pant and tremble on top of his bed, your eyes glossy with blissful tears. You then watch as he scoops up the cum from your belly and sucks it from the fingers he’d just finished fucking you with.

“Fuck, you’re so cute… Think you can flip over on your stomach for me or do you need some help?” He asks you, watching as you looked up at him, still trying to calm down from your first orgasm of the evening, as well as seeing him eat your cum. When he gets no response, he laughs lowly and decides for you, promptly grabbing onto your plush hips and flipping you onto your stomach, propping you up on your knees so he can get a full view of your ass.

Pumping his cock a few times, he bites down onto his lip and grabs up the forgotten bottle of lube that was dropped onto the bed a little earlier, he pops it open and squirts a generous amount onto his cock and on your hole.

Then, he leans over you, pressing the tip up against your puckering hole while pressing his hand onto the bed beside your body, caging you in as he leans over to whisper in your ear. “I’ll go slow, just relax for me, will you? I know you can, bunny. You’re my good boy after all.” He whispers, kissing between your shoulder blades. The gesture and his words make your cock harden again even after cumming and you shake a little in shock at just how easily your body responded to him.

And that’s when you felt it, the ridiculous stretch of his tip as he began to push himself into your lubed up and slightly stretched hole. Baki grits his teeth as you start to swallow him up, making him groan in delight and satisfaction, going in inch by inch until his balls are snug against your perineum. He doesn’t move once he’s fully inside you and you don’t either, crying out as he’s stuffed you full. You’ve never felt so full in your life. It burned. It tingled. It hurt. It felt amazing. There were too many sensations going on at once and it was overwhelming you to the point of becoming delirious but Baki’s calming voice reeled you back down to reality with ease.

“You alright? Doesn’t hurt too much does it?”

You have half a mind to shake your mind but you know that any little movement would make the rest of your body move so you verbally responded instead, though your lips remained shut, a hum would suffice.

“Mm… mm.”

Baki chuckled and you lurched forward at the movement, making you gasp and suddenly scratch at his bed sheets, pulling at them as you buried your face into his pillow, smothering your face in the lingering scent of the shampoo he used. Sighing, he leaned back and rested his hands onto your hips, still not moving as he observes your body in this position. Your body was just as pretty as your face, he had his suspicions but this was exceeding beyond his expectations. He wanted to move, fuck you through the mattress and maybe even break the bed frame but he refrained, wanting to give you time to adjust. He knew that once he started he probably wouldn’t be able to stop or let up any of his movements so this was a the best course of options for the both of you.

However even he had his limits. As content as he was with you cockwarming him with your sweet ass, he wanted to start moving, and so did you.

Pulling about halfway out, he slammed back in, watching as your body bounced, especially your ass, and licked his lips, hearing the muffled scream come from you at his sudden movement. Then he waited a couple seconds to see if you’d protest but when you didn’t, he pulled back and thrusted again, watching in fascination as your ass rippled in waves with the impact from his hips. This earned yet another broken moan of pleasure from you, and so, he continued, rocking his hips at a slow pace, listening to your quiet cries of pleasure as he continued to grip on your hips.

The slow pace gradually increased in speed, and before you knew it, he was fucking you hard into his bed and you were pretty sure that if he wasn’t holding onto you he would have sent you right through the wall and out onto the street in front of his house.

Your little mewls and moans were music to his ears, mixing with his own groans and moans as he continued his rapid movements, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, the tip pushing against your prostate each and every time. The rigorous movement made your own cock bounce around without any restraint and you were sure you’d ended up dirtying up his sheets soon if he kept up like this.

What you weren’t expecting was him to suddenly pull back and slap your ass with his hand, making you cry out in shock, turning your head to the side so you could breath and then look back at him over your shoulder.

Looking back at you through his half-lidded gaze, he grinned at you and picked up his pace, just to watch your eyes flutter from the pleasure, your head lolling to the side as you were overcome with ecstasy and pain.

“Haah… sure this is your first time, bunny? You’re gobblin’ me right up with this fat jiggly ass of yours. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think your body was made for my cock and my cock only.” He teased, smacking your other ass cheek to leave them raw with two matching handprints.

Good luck going home after this, he’s not letting you leave, plus, its not like you’d be able to walk properly afterwards anyways. Luckily, you’ve got a loving new boyfriend to take care of you.

[senpai-sama]

I’m living for this series and can’t wait for part 4!

Echoes of War

Part 3- Truth

Word Count: 5735

Genre: AoT x Fantasy, AoT x OC, Romance (OC x Reiner Braun). Cottage Core. Monster x Human.

Warnings: NSFW (Minors DNI) female control, consensual, praising if you squint, teaching first time situations, fingering, finger sucking, masturbation, monster fucking, cum, after care, angst, fluff. Do not repost, copy, or duplicate. Sorry for typos. I try. Remember I’m hella dyslexic.

Featured Characters:

AoT: Hybrid Beast/ Bullman!Reiner Braun OC: Human!Adelaide Skyshatter.

SPECIAL Author’s Note: This piece was inspired by @erenscockslut’s work found here . Thank you for letting me use elements from your writing. I appreciate you so much and please follow them for more interesting writings! They have a Kinktober list of things coming up!

Synopsis: Adelaide tells Reiner the truth about Iona and her personal involvement in the 4th War between Paradis and Marley. Reiner comforts her the best he can. After falling asleep, Adelaide faces her past demons that she sealed away when she moved to the cottage. Reiner tries to ease her mind, but finds himself worked up over the days events. Sometimes the best way to solve your lover's problems is by fucking it out of them. (Welcome to my fuck-and-fluff post)

Reiner tilted his head slightly as Adelaide became emotional. He didn’t understand why she was so distraught. It was the first time he saw her like this. She was always calm and composed.

“I wasn’t ready to tell you about this…”

He furrowed his brow and looked behind himself in the direction those humans went. He clenched his fists and barred his teeth in anger. Their presence caused her to become upset. He wanted to stomp their heads in for making his little mate cry. He let out a long sigh and dropped his shoulders as he turned back to her in helpless desperation. He knew nothing good would come from his actions if he did anything.

Adelaide’s forehead rested in one propped up hand. He saw a single tear fall from her chin and it upset him further. “Addie…”

“I’ve got…to tell you something,” she said slowly. “Something about me and you’re not going to like it. People have the audacity to call you a monster…but you aren’t one. Because I’m the fucking monster, not you. Not you Reiner.”

The sound of her voice cracking made his heart drop and his stomach churned. Whatever was wrong, he wanted to fix it right then and there. If only she would tell him how. He shuffled closer to her and he looked up at him from her hand. He immediately took her in his arms to comfort her. “No, no. My sweet little Addie. You are no monster. You're kind and good. You make me things. You show me and teach me so much. You make the best food I’ve ever had. You care for me. You care for the animals and the plants. You’re respectful to all things. You are strong and brave, standing up to other humans. Standing up for me, for us. You give me a family of my own. Everything I want and need, you’ve given. You love me and I love you.”

He cupped her face in his big hand and tenderly moved his thumb across her cheek. “Our family. There will be many children. And you will be so strong and good. It makes me so proud, because they will be strong and good too. Just like you. And I will keep you safe. I will not let anything…take my love away.”

“I’ve done terrible things,” Adelaide muttered. “So, when you say that I’m good. That I’m not a monster…you’re wrong. Those men came today because of my past and what I’ve done.”

Reiner tilted his head again and knelt down to be eye level with her. “They came for Iona…not my Addie.”

“I am Iona. It was an alias when I joined the war. My father always said to give a fake name and not your real one because it’s easier to slip away when you’re done. So, I had papers forged before entry with the alias Iona Drust. When the War ended…when I realized there was no honor in anything we did…I fled and resumed my real name.”

“Reiner…the 4thWar was in your homeland. In Marley. I killed so many….so many of your kind because I believed they were terrible beings. I believed our cause was righteous and I was doing my duty to help protect my country because the threat of invasion was said to be a reality. But I was a fool and followed them blindly.”

“I was injured one day and passed out. When I woke up, I was in the care of one of the enemy. He knew who I was. He knew I was the Ghost of War. Instead of killing me…he tended my wounds. He fed me. He gave me shelter. He spoke common tongue well and he said….’This is probably not what you expected, but when you were found…I chose to spare you.’ I asked why.”

“He said, ‘Because you are mighty and you fight with honor. I don’t understand why your kind is here, but I was hoping maybe you would tell me.’ And it was true. I killed many but I did it humanely. I didn’t want them to suffer even if, according to the government, they wanted us to. They respected me. Me. An enemy champion.”

“I found out…there was no invasion of Paradis planned. Marleyan’s despised boats and water because they can’t swim. They had no idea why we brought war to their shores. I realized…everything I was told was wrong. I fought for three years at the end of the war and I found out after my arrival back home it was because of the crown’s greed. Marley had resources the government wanted and they made this false propaganda to rally us against your people. It crushed me because my father preached honor and how important it was, even when facing your enemies. He believed the kingdom itself was honorable. He was a General for the crown for many years. But our ‘honorable kingdom’ killed him the moment he saw an inconsistency and challenged it. I was in Marley when it happened.”

“Now...Paradis wants to wage war again and the bullmen of Marley probably have no idea what’s coming. It’s going to be worse than the previous war because of the use of gun powder. I refuse to fight. I refuse to participate in their slaughter. But Reiner…I’m not a good person and now you know why.”

“You are good,” he said quietly. “You will always be good to me. To our children.” He reached out and placed his hand over her stomach. “Maybe Iona wouldn’t defend me against humans who say terrible things and draw their weapons to kill, but Adelaide would and Adelaide did. And that is why you are my mate.”

Adelaide’s face screwed up and tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at him in disbelief. He gently leaned forward and kissed her head. “No more crying…It makes me sad.”

“I’m sorry Reiner…I just…I don’t deserve you.”

“Come, lay with me. This is what you do when I’m upset. So come lay with me. Let me hold you. Let me shelter you from everything for awhile.”

Adelaide nodded and wiped her eyes. They went and settled down together in the dark of the barn. Reiner held her protectively close. His hand, shielded her stomach while his thumb caressed it. He cooed and gave her praises and expressed his love for her because she did the same when he had self doubts. She did the same when he felt unworthy.

“Addie, I hope one day you forgive yourself, because I already have,” he said, repeating the phrase she told him not too long ago when he was plagued with guilt over the Rut.

“I have to pick up my swords again,” she said. “But this time…we’re going to defend your people. We’ve got to get there and tell them before Paradis and warn them. So, we have to leave.”

“I’m going home,” he said slowly. “Addie…can I tell you about it?”

“You remember?” she asked.

“My dreams…the nightmares are when I was little. Maybe ten or twelve. I was taken. A lot of us children were. It was easier to break us, I think. The human soldiers said they were saving us from the tyranny of our society. Said they would shape us into better beings and have a better life than the savagery we knew. But it was confusing because my life was good until they came.”

“I played with other children. We were strong, becoming warriors like many of our elders. Not to wage war, but to defend and hunt and provide. You remind me of how we live. Respecting the natural word, communicating with the animals, living off the land. You value strength and honor like we do.”

“The Marleyan who saved me, took me to his village and showed me how they lived,” Adelaide revealed. “And I realized…we were the savages. We were the ones who lost our way. So, I told myself when I came back, I’d embrace their lifestyle because living like a human…wasn’t living at all.”

Adelaide sat up and furrowed her brow. “We got to find out how long we have before the war starts. I need to get as much information as possible to take with us. We’re going to have to cross the ocean but getting someone to take us to Marley…well. I’m not sure how we’ll work that out. Unless we take a small boat.”

“Can we do this before our child comes?” Reiner questioned.

“I want them born in their homeland, so we have to,” Adelaide firmly said.

“We will do this,” Reiner confirmed. “With you, I can do anything. And with me, you can too.” He took her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. “Because I love you and you love me.”

That night, after Adelaide cooked him a hearty meal and they bathed and settled for bed, she waited for him to fall asleep. She gave him a gentle kiss on his nose and carefully left his side for the first time in two months. It felt strange to be awake and not surrounded by his warmth in the dark of the night. She wrapped a fur pelt around her being and lit a candle to guide her way. Carefully she went to the cottage, crossing the moonlight grounds of their home. Dew was collecting on the grass and the cool breeze of the approaching autumn season rolled through, taking with it the first few leaves ready to begin their final journey through the cycle of creation.

She opened the door and set her candle down in exchange for a lantern. Then, after blowing out the former, she walked through her home until she came to a bookcase. She set her light down and pushed the bookshelf along the wall until an entryway into an adjacent, closed off room was revealed.

“Six years,” she muttered as she eyed the darkness within “I didn’t want to entire this room again. I wanted it to just fade into obscurity. But I guess part of me knew I’d pick up the mantle of the Ghost one day. That’s why this room exists.”

Light flooded in, and she turned the knob to brighten her lantern. Across from her was her black leather and scale mail armor and its face covering. Her war bow and its quiver along with her thin curved swords, made of mithril were displayed to the right. Her lance made of the same metal was to the left. Chest of supplies and insignias from her fallen brethren that she kept were in the corner of the room along with the metals and other awards given from her service. Journals of those soldiers and her own were packed neatly in place. This was her war room, and it was a place of shame and haunting memories.

“But this time…it will be different,” she said as she stepped forward and gripped her lance. She pulled it from its holding place and stared down at her faint image in the metal, glowing from the lantern light. “Whether or not I kill the opposition with honor depends entirely on them. I don’t care if they are my own kind. There are sins that need to be avenged and I will be Marley’s wrath. If I can win the war, and force a peace treaty, I can bring all those who were captured back home. I can do what I thought was impossible. I can do it for Reiner, and I can do it for our child. I can do this for all the lives I took. If Paradis wants to fight a monster, then I will give them exactly what they want.”

She paused when she heard a low, agonizing creak and the sound of hooves across the wooden floor. Reiner was up and despite the seriousness of the moment, she couldn’t help but grin because she imagined he was hunched over and uncomfortable as he tried to navigate the house. Sure enough, she heard him call for her, rumbling with agitation and worry.

“In here,” she answered. She heard him shuffle and grunt and then there was a crash follow by a few curses. “You should have stayed outside, love.”

“I was worried,” he huffed as he poked his head into the room. He could see better in low light and the dark than she could. He took in the sight of the room and of her with the lance in hand. She turned to him, placing the end of her lance into the floor as she held her chin high with a determined expression.

“My little warrior,” he said as he raised his chin. “So mighty and strong.”

She gave him a tight-lipped smile and brought the lance in both of her hands to present it to him. “I want you to have this and I’m going to teach you how to use it.”

“I prefer hand axes,” he said as he closed his hand on the middle most part between her grips. “But I will cherish it.”

“You were training before coming here,” she sighed as she released it to him. “That’s right.”

“We go through this in the morning,” Reiner said as he set the lance aside and reached for her hand. “Come to bed. Rest with me. No more leaving without letting me know. I was worried, but I felt you nearby. So, I came to find you. Might’ve broke something in your house.” He dropped his head in shame. “I am sorry.”

“It wasn’t important,” Adelaide laughed as she let him pull her to him. “Because it wasn’t you. Let’s get you outside before you injure yourself.”

“Houses are small,” he huffed as he backed up. Adelaide quickly darted to the end table that was about to fall as he hit it with his hip. He snorted loud in irritation, stamping his hoof, which caused plates in a China cabinet to tremble and clank. “Too small.”

The moment he stepped into the grass; she swore the floorboards all over the house creaked a sighed of relief. She was giggling despite his discomfort. “Ill bring everything out tomorrow so we can go through it.”

“What if something is too heavy?”

“Ill leave it alone. We have to figure out what we need to take and what we can’t. Our wagon is small.”

“Get a bigger one,” he suggested. “I will carry us.”

“Isn’t that degrading to you? Wouldn’t you prefer a horse?”

“No,” he huffed, stamping again. “Horses aren’t stronger than me. I will pull the wagon. I don’t trust horses. I can go further and faster. I do not scare easily. No horse.”

“Didn’t know you disliked horses that much.” Anyone else would have been afraid at this point, but not her. She knew he wouldn’t harm her even if he got extremely riled up. And he had, especially when dealing with a certain ornery rooster. Him and the Grand Duke did not get along and often they had a stare down followed by a yelling match. Well, Reiner yelled. The Grande Duke screeched.

“Weak animals,” he growled in agitation. “I can do better.”

“Oh Reiner, you silly bull, I wasn’t saying you weren’t capable of doing it,” she laughed as she wrapped her arms around his waist. He flicked his tail once then proceeded to simmer down. “I didn’t want you to, is all. Pulling a wagon is for farm animals and you are not a farm animal.”

“Horse cannot pull stuff and me in a wagon,” he reminded. “So, I will pull the wagon because horse is useless. Builds strength. I will need it. I will become mighty. I will be strong enough to pull an oak tree from the ground, roots and all.”

“Stubborn as always,” she sighed as she let go and took his hand to lead him back to the barn. “But I understand. We’ll do it your way.”

He was quiet as she settled back down in their makeshift bed with him. He wanted her against the wall because he didn’t trust that she would stay in place for the rest of the night, so she obliged to keep him from worrying. He lay down next to her then immediately brought her into his warm hold. Though, sleep didn’t fall over either of them. They were silent, but she could feel his heart rate increasing. He seemed to breath a little heavier too and his hand began to caress her side. Something was on his mind, and it became more evident when she felt his length press into her ass.

“Seeing you…with your spear… with that look on your face, knowing you have my child in your belly…like a warrior goddess…” he breathed, suddenly throwing his head back and groaning loudly. “And thinking about the way you took down that human despite his size…without hesitation…”

“Turned you on, did it?” she asked with a low voice, expressing her own arousal at how worked up he’d become.

He nodded his head frantically as he squirmed. “C-Can I…can I mate with you?”

“Of course,” she cooed.

“I try something different,” he huffed as he braced her against him and pulled at her thigh to indicate he wanted her to spread her legs for him. “I’ve watched you do this…I want to try with my own hand.”

“Mmm, your fingers will feel good,” she sighed as she resituated and drew one knee up while the other lay against the ground. His fingertips descended below, caressing her with gentle sweeping touches. Her skin prickled and he paused for a moment as his hand flattened against her belly.

“It grows,” he whispered in awe. “Feels different every week. Will be a boy.”

“You hope it is a boy?” she asked.

“No, it is…” he confirmed.

“How do you know?”

He tilted his head for a moment as if he were trying to figure out how to explain it. He furrowed his brow and shrugged. “Don’t know the words to describe. I just know. Strong boy. Like me and like you. But…moving on to what I want to do. What I need to do…”

He’s touch was hesitant because this was new to him. Adelaide was also surprised he asked her to be intimate first. It was a good sign, because that meant he was feeling more confident and he was putting the events of the Rut behind him. He inhaled deeply and tilted his head back to let out another low groan. “So good, the scent of my mate. It isn’t like the ripeness you have when your body is ready for babies, but still makes me want you so bad.”

His thick, meaty fingers with their rough callouses traced along her slit, causing her to tense up. He slid his other hand beneath her and suddenly they were in a different position. He was on his back and her own back was pressed into his chest while her knees and thighs were splayed butterfly style. She tilted her chin down and bit into her lower lip at the sight of his erection below her. She could feel the scorching heat of his length, even the thudding of his heart as it bobbed along with its physiological rhythm. If she slid down just a bit, she could guide her pussy along it and get off by that sensation alone. He was goddamn girthy and long enough to fulfill the idea. His free hand griped her thigh, and it became clear she would remain right where she was.

Not that it mattered. Her hands clenched his arms as he resumed his previous ministrations, touching and gliding up the length of her slit to commit everything about the shape of her outer womanhood to memory. His pre rolled down and dripped from his inflamed tip and she was amazed at the amount of restraint he was practicing. Normally his face was buried between her legs, but she wasn’t going to deny him if he wanted to try to learn something new for her sake. And he was teasing her like a motherfucker.

Their breathing became one, and there was nothing calm about it. And then, he dove two fingers in to her wet lips. She hissed in surprise of his abruptness and he seemed to rumble some sort of apology.

“No, no apologizing,” she gasped as she pushed her hips upward, deepening his fingers further into her. “Keep going. What else have you seen me do?”

“This,” he said as he began to pump his arm, finger fucking her tunnel while she met each plunge with the rise of her hips. And she realized he was moving his body with her. He rolled his movements through his entire being and something about the slow fluid motions began to send her into the strangest state of awareness. He became vocal, and it was obvious why. He was multitasking like a pro, taking care of her and himself at the same time.

His fingers curled and pleasured her while he fisted his cock in unison. Her vision became hazy and sensory overload was an understatement. The motions of their bodies, the pleasure from his touch, the sound of his loud moans and the vibrations in his chest, all coupled with the energy they created seemed to resonate with every aspect of her being and his. It felt so good, whatever this was. A vibrational euphoric high that only soul mates could comprehend because the universe was speaking through them now.

And the coil in her being began to tighten, much like the creation of the cosmos itself once upon a time. “R-Reiner!” She cried out as her hand snapped to his wrist. He answered with a guttural groan.

Her eyes clenched tightly as she guided his hand, pulling his fingers from her depths. He huffed in protest, but she brought them to her mouth and suckled on each digit to taste herself and lick him clean. He bucked his hips at that and seemed to pump himself faster, hissing and huffing through clenched teeth. If only she could see him rolling his eyes.

She could feel his body trembling beneath her and a loud stomp sounded off as be raised one knee. His hoof smashed into the concrete ground and his thrusting became more urgent.

“Let me cum with you,” she said after she popped his fingers from her mouth and began to guide them down to her clit. “It won’t take long. I’ll show you a secret.”

“Show me, show me, ughhh s-show me…”

“Right here…is a sensitive spot,” Adelaide gasped as she pressed two of his fingers into her puffy clit. “Rub it, gently or roughly, clock wise or counter. Start that -, ugh fuck Reiner!”

He went straight for the urgent, rough, clockwise motion. Her body locked up and she trembled violently as she arched her back. Her mouth parted, stretching as her body acted on its own to deal with the tension within her. The coil tightened almost immediately, and their vocalizations echoed off the barn walls as they released at the same time.

Her eyes darted to his length as he came hard, shooting rope after rope of his delicious seed. It was beautiful to watch but part of her hated to see it go the ground instead of in her being. She felt that it was sinful to let it go to waste. He wasn’t done though. Not with the set of balls he had. This was just foreplay and his first release.

They huffed together, trying to catch their breaths. She stared up at the ceiling until she felt his hot, cum covered tip pressing against her outer lips. He was ready to move on and to fill her.

“Let me face you,” she breathed as he gently thrusted, letting his tip glide between her lips as he held his cock firmly in place. His motions slowed, and a sudden chill replaced where his heat had been.

She couldn’t exactly straddle him, but he realized that. He wanted to be beneath her, this small, mighty mate of his. He wanted her to use him to pleasure herself. He was twice, almost three times her size but she made him submit without trying. It came easy for him to lower his head and quell his anger because of his love for her. If only other humans realized all that was needed to tame the beast within was love and compassion, bullmen would be easier to live with. But they were ignorant and blind, as Adelaide said.

And without her, he would have lost himself to his beastly side. It was the reason after 13 years, bullmen were put down. But, here he was almost to his 13thyear, and he went into the opposite direction. When he was annoyed, it was normal. Not like it was before. He didn’t feel an urge to destroy, rage, or kill. He just flicked his tail and she would smile and he would be okay. He also learned if he was in a particularly bad mood, she’d fuck it out of him and whatever got him riled up no longer mattered. Or she’d make him food. Whichever way calmed him down often didn’t matter to him because he appreciated everything she did.

But he needed to bury his dick in her now. Even after cumming so hard. Their gaze met and she reached forward to cup his face. His lip trembled, and despite the lust blown expression he wore, everything in that instance melt. The way she looked at him. The way it was filled with so much love. He could have broken down and cried, and bullmen don’t cry. He reached for her hand, cupping his face. He wanted desperately to know what was on her mind.

“I like looking at you when we get to this part,” she said, noting his quizzical expression. “Because…”

“I love you and you love me,” he said slowly as he gently tucked her hair behind her ears.

“More than anything, Reiner.”

“Let me be one with you,” he muttered. “I need you…”

He held her thighs in place after she scooted down. Her eyes remained on his as she reached between her legs and grasped his throbbing dick. She guided him to her pussy and penetrated herself with a euphoric sigh. He groaned as he felt her tight hole stretch to accommodate him. It was his favorite feeling, to be emersed in his woman. To be one with her and to make her squeal for him. The moment he was secure, her hand came back to brace herself against his chest and their ritual began again.

He eased into her further with light thrusts while she rocked her hips back into him. He never hilted himself completely. He didn’t want to go too deep to stress her body out now, so control and self-awareness was important. It was why he let her do most of the work and why communication was so important. Even when she couldn’t speak because it felt too good, he watched her to gauge her reactions. Any indication of pain and he’d readjust, and he was keen to what was truly pain and what was pleasure from pain.

Now, he would be lying if he said he couldn’t wait to let loose on her completely once his child came. He thought about being on his knees, holding one arm of hers back and just railing her without mercy. She’d love it too, because after their first time, they fucked like true beasts. He was snarling, slobbering, fucking into her as if he was trying to hilt entirely. Her stomach flexed like no one’s business He liked to keep his hand there to feel it because he loved the size difference. His velvety balls slapped against her form, caked with their combined cum. Her scent drove him wild, and he bit into her shoulder as he claimed her again after their fifth time that night.

But the one he considered his favorite was spent outside just a couple weeks ago. They fucked the way nature intended on a mossy spread in the deepest part of the forest during a brilliant halfmoon. It was as if the sky was smiling down at them as they became one. After all, he was certainly smiling up at her. Everything about it was sensual, almost ritualistic as they drowned in mutual tender love.

He understood the idea of human marriage. It was sacred to them, and he recalled how the bullmen of his tribe had their own sacred tradition. And this moment spent in the raw of the universe became his way of moving forward with her on a spiritual level. Didn’t matter that they were together for only a short while. Didn’t matter if it was done in some church or in the middle of the tribe. He was certain she was carrying his child at this point. He was certain their souls were meant for one another. She was his mate, but in the middle of the forest for all the natural world to bare witness she became his wife and he, her husband. At least, in his mind, that’s what he thought.

He was elated when he shared his feeling about that night with her and she chose to honor it as such.

“In the human practice, there is an exchange of rings,” Adelaide told him that same day. “What about your people?”

“A necklace,” he hummed. “Something the family found sacred makes up the necklace. A rune is carved into it too. The couple wears it. Is the job of both to make and exchange. That way I get the one you make, and you get the one I make. If we die, I can find you in the afterlife because we will have those necklaces. Humans say until death do us part, but that is not what we say.”

“I’m curious, what happens if, out of a pair, one dies before the other?”

“You live your life,” he said. “Even if you find another mate, but in death, we just become a bigger family. It is honorable to take the place of one who has died and love and protect their living. To carry on their memory and their love and make sure their mate isn’t lonely and their children are protected. It isn’t forced. The universe provides. That’s what my mom said.”

“Do you have family last names? Or Houses?” Adelaide questioned.

“Last names,” Reiner stated. “Small tribes merged into bigger ones over time. Braun, and that will be your name if you want.”

“Adelaide Razori Braun,” she muttered. His ears perked up and he fixated on her in awe, wishing she would say it all again. “Do you like how it sounds?”

He nodded excitedly. “Must find birch wood to make the amulets. The runes all have names, but I forgot what they were. I’m sorry Addie.”

“Well, let me ask you, would you like for us to get birch wood from her or from Marley?”

Reiner tilted his head and thought for a moment. “Here,” he said finally. “Because I love our home and will miss it. Our love grew here first. So, to remember it, I would like birch from our forest. Our first real home. Where we became one. Where our child came into being.”

“Our child?” she questioned.

“You carry my child,” he said, stepping toward her. “No cycle last month. You’ve passed when you normally have it. Two months without, Addie. I notice these things. When your body cleanses itself though…it wasn’t always on time, I think this is why you didn’t notice.”

“You really do pay attention to everything,” she laughed.

He nodded once with pride suddenly blossoming in his eyes. He took what she said about his attentiveness as a big compliment.

“I suspected it would take,” she sighed. “I guess I was expecting some sign of morning sickness. But everyone is different. Every time is different.”

“It makes you sick?” he questioned, looking worried.

“Some women, yes,” she told him. “Some get weak and ill for a long time. Some have strange food cravings. Some have no issue whatsoever.

“You are strong,” he commented, more so to tell himself so he could be at ease. “Body is well, mind is well, spirit too. But, if you get sick, I will protect and take care of you.”

“You’d do that anyway, silly bull,” she laughed.

He snorted, taking her in his arms to pull her into his lap. “Addie, my little mate, are you sad? I am sorry if you weren’t ready. Your body was and I…”

“Reiner, shhh, it’s okay,” she reassured. “We’ve spoken about it enough. I told you I was expecting this. I would be more surprised if it didn’t occur. Besides, we’ve had sex since then. If it didn’t take then, well, it would have all those other times.”

He was satisfied with her answer. She was always open and honest with him so he had to no reason to doubt the authenticity of her words. Every moment with her was important and he would do everything he could to protect her.

They got a late start to their day because Reiner ended up being awfully needy for most of the night. Not that she minded. His aftercare was beautiful. He practically worshiped her after he had his way. Despite being sore, she powered through what would have been their morning tasks.

After tending to his hair and hooves as she made sure to always do, she made them breakfast. Her brow remained knitted together as she developed a plan of action. Reiner munched happily in silence, watching her intently while imagining all the things she might be considering. She would sigh occasionally, and he knew what it meant. When she was deep in thought, she let out what she called “concentration sighs.”

Once they were finished eating, she looked to him with this determined expression and he knew it was time to get to work. She told him everything in detail and made what seemed impossible suddenly possible. Their game plan was set in motion and by the end of the week, they would be on their way to Marley.

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“Readers pronouns: they/them”

*Continues to mention them having a vag making it obvious that it isn’t a gender neutral reader and is for women*

GLAM FREDDY + MONTY NSFW HEADCANONS

note :: I haven’t written good smut headcanons like these for a while

warning :: cussing, smutty asf

reader pronouns :: they/them

relationship :: romantic ?? Fucking ??

Glamrock Freddy

Freddy is all hugs and kisses- to an extent.

At first yea he’s slow, gentle and whatever else but he just needs to warm up.

Once you’ve got a pace going he won’t be able to hide all his sexual fantasies.

HUGE SIZE KINK. No doubt in my mind.

Sure hes afraid of hurting you, or going too hard but if he sees you limping or with any bruises on your sides ??? ITS SO ATTRACTIVE

“You did so well for me last night.” He will drown you in compliments whilst placing his icy hands on your bruised sides.

His favourite position to fuck is on his vanity desk, he loves to sit you up and pry your legs open.

Ride the giant if you dare. He will LOVE IT. God, you’re just so tiny on top of him. He loves to see you do all the work on his dick.

OF COURSE Freddy is all about you. He loves love LOVES to get reactions out of you. He’s always hitting the right spot and saying the right things.

This asshole will not stop talking.

He’ll fuck you until you can’t talk, but he will be chatting it up like no tomorrow.

“Very good, you’re so precious to me.”

“Shh you’re doing just fine.” Etc

THE WAY HE GUIDES YOU DURING HEAD??

“Very good, a little lower..”

“There you go, sweetheart, just like that.”

Low libido, he’s barely ever horny so when he’s in the mood you better make the best of it.

Montgomery Gator

HES IS: PUSSY. CRAZY.

He loves your vag but will completely destroy it.

So much touching istg- in and out of bed.

None of your body parts are safe from his clawed hands. Especially your ass, he loves it.

Half the time you don’t need to turn around to know who’s groped your ass.

Loves to grind on you any chance he gets. If you bend down, he’ll thrust your ass, if you wanna sit down you bet it’ll be on his crotch. Total grinding kink.

He’s an absolute pervert obviously.

Monty will try to tease you, but more often then not he won’t have the patience, he doesn’t like to fuck around.

High ass libido, he wants to fuck 24/7

He’s not a slow and sensual kind of guy, he fucks for 20 minutes, cums and then after a break he’ll fuck you again.

He loves to take a dive in your pussy. His tongue EXPLORES your insides.

Big face fucker, he never lets you give head on your own that mf needs to be moving his hips.

LOUD ASF. Never shuts his yap, even in public.

Mostly it’s just senseless groaning but he might throw out some words.

He has a list of things he calls you: slut, cutie, meat, rag doll etc.

You couldn’t dom him even if you wanted to, no way he’s letting it happen.

[senpai-sama]

Whether he groomed her or not before they took it down her age in yasahime was 29. Meaning she gave birth at 14/15. Not to mention she still looks the same as she did in Inuyasha.

Not saying that women can’t be petite but there are many ways to make fictional women petite w/o them looking like a child (shinobu from demon slayer for example).

A lot of people are also against it because it goes against Sesshomaru’s character. He would have never married a human or had children with them. As he despises both.

You can’t even defend it by saying that it was ok back then. We see in Inuyasha when the entire gang bashes Miroku for hitting on a teen.

@sappysunset27

It's funny how you use the word truth when everything you said is a lie. Just like a right winger you abuse the word grooming and pedophile. The truth is Rin was a adult when she married Sesshomaru. SessRin is a ship between a adult man and a adult woman. And no amount of lying will ever change that.

Sesshomaru left Rin with Kaede to be raised by her for 8 years. We only see Sesshomaru visiting Rin's village two times when she's a child and they don't talk or interact. He was never her father figure. But your going to insist he groomed her somehow despite their being no evidence for this. Sorry but your imagination does not count as evidence.

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Are you just going to forgot the amount of stress darry was in?

He hit him because he was scared pony stayed out late and that could have gotten both him and pony taken away. He was panicking and yeah maybe he shouldn’t have hit him but there was a completely valid reason

Darry

Okay so, lets start off with the hitting.

He hit ponyboy. I dont want to hear SHIT about how ponyboy was talking back (thats how convos work) or how ponyboy was late because there is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON TO HIT A CHILD THAT IS SO MUCH SMALLER THAN YOU.

Ponyboy and Darry are brothers. They were fighting and because Darry hit Ponyboy, Ponyboys trust was broken and he was confused as to why Darry would ever hurt him like that.

Imagine if someone you trusted hit you like that out of nowhere? Your trust would be broken and youd be hurt.

No excuses. That was shitty of him.

[senpai-sama]

That makes no sense. At the beginning it was 14 on her wiki and she was 28. As her kids were 14 and it doesn’t change the fact that she still looks like 8 year old Rin

So now that Rin is confirmed to have been 18 when she had her babies,will you leave us alone and stop with your pedo jokes?lol Older than Sango. 

You guys can’t ever win I swear.

[senpai-sama]

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

[senpai-sama]

Do you have any Yandere headcanons for Tamaki Amajiki?

Yandere Headcanons for Tamaki Amajiki

Authors note: I haven’t posted in like 2 days so I’m super sorry and I hope this is ok

WARNING: YANDERE THEMES

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• He’s too shy to kidnap you but you can tell that he gets irritated when others flirt with you

• he’s super content being your friend or your boyfriend

• only really trust Mirio and Nejire around you

• he has a lot of trust issues and insecurities so please, make him feel good about himself

• he may get a little violent if/when you start dating someone else

• he’s super loving tho

• pda (public displays of affection) make him nervous and breakdown

• honestly loves hugs no matter the occasion

• it’s up to you and Fatgum to reassure him that he’s a good hero

• he’d also be the type of person to stalk you

What kind of Yandere:

Hes a non violent type that’s content with any kind of relationship with you

[senpai-sama]

Sober acts

Trigger warnings: Yandere Themes, manipulation, pissed off Eren

Pronouns: they/them or gender neutral

Authors note: sorry for not writing in like a month :(

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having Eren as a yandere is bad enough but talking with another dude? That’s just asking to get hurt

He’s pissed

He’ll insert himself into the conversation

He will do anything to get you away and into his car

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You were talking with your friend Jean at a party. Jean was one of the few people Eren hated you being around. Despite knowing that you weren’t allowed to talk to him, you did.

Eren watched from the other side of the room. He hated seeing you laugh at someone else; that smile was supposed to be his and only his.

You knew you couldn’t speak to Jean so why were you? Was it to get him jealous? He had enough.

Stumbling to you he began to kiss your face and neck.

“Eren? Seriously your not that drunk already, are you? I’m not surprised your at the fact that your a lightweight” Jean laughed.

You weren’t an idiot. Eren hadn’t drank anything. At all.

Excusing yourself saying that you were going home you led Eren to the car. The second you were in Eren was ‘sober’ again.

“Eren?” There was no answer.

“Why do you do that” He asked.

“What do you mean” you knew exactly what he meant.

If looks could kill you would have crashed his car.

“Brake the rules. Talk to people you shouldn’t.” He was most definitely pissed. “And with him?! The reason WE made the rule??”

The ride home was quiet as nothing you could have said would help calm him down.

[senpai-sama]

Comfy?

Pronouns: Female, she/her

Word count: 191(without everything above this “~”

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of having breasts/boobs

Authors note: Requests are still open and remember that you can request stuff that isn’t in the “Dialogue Prompts” that’s just there to help

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You had asked out Ochaco at the end of your first year at UA and despite the both of you being in 3rd year, she still was embarrassed to cuddle with you.

That doesn’t mean she wouldn’t do it or she wasn’t getting bolder, just it wasn’t really the time you were trying to study and she crawled up into your lap. Her head was now resting in your shoulder.

“Really? At of all the times you could have chosen to cuddle it’s now?” You ask smiling.

“I’m sorry, you just look so comfy and how was I supposed to resist that” Your girlfriend stuttered out. Shrugging your shoulders you kissed her forehead. You could feel her shift around trying to find a place we’re both of your chests weren’t uncomfortable.

“If your uncomfortable like this then I’ll just stop for a couple of minutes and we’ll cuddle on the bed or something” She thought about it.

“What? No, you need to study y/n” She was now making a face that was in between pouting and being stern. You laughed at her. God you had the best girlfriend in the world.

[senpai-sama]

Comfy?

Pronouns: Female, she/her

Word count: 191(without everything above this “~”

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of having breasts/boobs

Authors note: Requests are still open and remember that you can request stuff that isn’t in the “Dialogue Prompts” that’s just there to help

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You had asked out Ochaco at the end of your first year at UA and despite the both of you being in 3rd year, she still was embarrassed to cuddle with you.

That doesn’t mean she wouldn’t do it or she wasn’t getting bolder, just it wasn’t really the time you were trying to study and she crawled up into your lap. Her head was now resting in your shoulder.

“Really? At of all the times you could have chosen to cuddle it’s now?” You ask smiling.

“I’m sorry, you just look so comfy and how was I supposed to resist that” Your girlfriend stuttered out. Shrugging your shoulders you kissed her forehead. You could feel her shift around trying to find a place we’re both of your chests weren’t uncomfortable.

“If your uncomfortable like this then I’ll just stop for a couple of minutes and we’ll cuddle on the bed or something” She thought about it.

“What? No, you need to study y/n” She was now making a face that was in between pouting and being stern. You laughed at her. God you had the best girlfriend in the world.

[senpai-sama]

Is it out yet?

Hello! Not sure if you’ve already talked about this but I was curious if/when the second part to the Sero x Reader x Todoroi fic Three’s Not a Crowd was coming out. I’ve been really itching to find out what happens next 😅😅

hi, bb anon!

i’ve been writing it bit by bit, but i’ll be honest; i’ve had a hard time writing anything consistent+long recently. i never want to post something lazy or half-assed, especially not something i collabed on with another talented writer!

i’m going to attempt to finish it tomorrow or the day after, though! join my taglist if you wanna be notified <3

[senpai-sama]

Wow this hurts

Platonic! Kuroo and Kenma - Our Friend (Y/n) (kitty cat time capsule)

⚠️Warnings - vivid depictions of death (car accident). It’s not too gory, but I didn’t go lightly on it either. Angst

Pronouns - male, he/him

Click here to read the alternate ending!

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Keep reading

[senpai-sama]

Ship what you want to but he took care of her for a little bit and saved her life she literally would walk off a cliff if he told he to and if she’s about 28 in Yasahime and her kids are 14 then that raises some questions

Anti’s will claim that Inukag is okay because Inuyasha is “mentally and physically” 15.  But then claim Sessrin is wrong when Sesshomaru is mentally and physically 19 and Rin was between 17 and 18. When he fathered children with her. In no sane universe is two teens marrying “pedophilia”.

[senpai-sama]

Can I ask what’s the name of the second part

Three’s Not a Crowd For Some- Hanta Sero (ft. surprise character)

warnings: smut, threesome, degradation, and masturbation.

Collab with @dreamingfics! The second part will be on their blog tomorrow!! I had so much fun doing this, and I hope you guys enjoy this!

Sero is such an underrated babey :(

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Dating Sero was never boring in any way possible. He could always make you laugh or smile, and that was his goal: to make you happy. He wanted to make your happy, he wanted to make you feel wanted and accepted. 

If you were ever having a bad day, he’d listen to you vent about your problems before he’d smother you in hugs and do whatever he could to make you feel better again.

Sero’s main goal was to make you feel good, he wanted you to be happy with yourself and happy mentally.

That’s why sex was a usual thing for the two of you. He wanted to boost your self-confidence, and what better way to do that then prove that you’re beautiful while giving you pleasure?

If you were sleeping in his room, you had to be prepared to wake up to Sero giving you head. Tape was holding your legs apart as he ate you out, winking up at you when you finally woke up before he went back to work, watching in delight as you crumbled in pleasure.

Sero didn’t care who heard, he wanted people to know that you were his. But he wasn’t too fond of people listening in on the two of you, it made him uncomfortable. He was fine with people knowing, but listening in was just creepy and perv-ish.

If the two of you ever found out if Mineta was listening in, he would be dead quicker than he could let any gross comment slip from his mouth.

You just didn’t expect a certain teenager to be listening in every time…

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[senpai-sama]

Hi this is my other account that I got logged out of and can’t seem to remember what the email is

Imagine being Inosuke Hashibira’s S/o

Having to explain certain things to him

Teaching him how to read and write

Training together and trying to tell him that he can’t beat up Zenitsu no matter how annoying he is

You’d have to be super patient otherwise this will never work out

Does he know your name? Probably, will he ever say it correctly? No because that’s boring

Please keep in mind that he’s a 15 year old boy who knows nothing about actual people

His hugs would be godly if he wasn’t trying to squeeze you to death

Super confused as to why Zenistu is always glaring at him more than usual

FIGHT HIM

INTERLACED

Walking down the stone path you and inosuke were heading to the closest wisteria house. The two of you had just finished a mission and were tired. It had taken all day to find it.

“God when are we going to be there” Your boyfriend said mad.

“I don’t know, inosuke. Soon hopefully” He took that as an ok answer and continued to walk.

“Hey, inosuke I have a question” you muttered, seeing him look back at you, you continued.

“Can I hold your hand?” The noise that came out of him could only have been from confusion.

“Why” It seemed like a genuine question. “Well that’s what boyfriends do when they want to show affection” You told him. Next thing you know his hand was straight out and waiting for you to grab it. You smiled as you interlaced your hands.He had his moments sometimes.

[senpai-sama]

Fluff prompts

1. Your hair is really soft when you wash it.”

2. “Are you blushing?”

3. Waking up together

4. Stealing the blankets

5. “A-are you wearing my shirt?”

6. “Let’s sleep in a little longer”

7. “Wow... you’re hot”

8. “It’s too cold, come back”

9. “I like the way your hand fits in mine”