#Cammy White X Reader

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Juri, Cammy, and Ibuki reacting to their S/O casually walking in with severe injuries and when asked they respond: "Tis but a scratch"

I absolutely LOVED writing this, it really let me go all kinds of crazy, especially with Cammy's part, allowed me to tap into the more unhinged side of my writings.

Now, that aside, your wish is my command!

When you barged into the garage, drenched in blood, and looking like you just walked out of being a no name extra in a Tarantino film who existed only to be shot, stabbed, and otherwise beaten to death, Juri was rightfully concerned.

Doubly so when you started tearing the place apart and asked, in a voice that was WAY to calm for someone who was in the condition you were in “Where the crowbar was”.

Now, Juri likes to think she is a pretty brave lady.

I mean, she’s done all kinds of crazy things that have her skating the edge between life and death before.

Right now however, she got the feeling that she wanted no part of what was going on with you right now.

It also didn’t help that she was more than a little bit scaroused by this.

So, she handed you the crowbar and asked.

“So… you… uh… good?”

“Never been better! Why do you ask?” you responded as a pool of blood started to form under your feet.

“Well all of… that.” Juri stated as she gestured to all of you with her hands.

“Oh don’t worry, it's not mine. Most of it at least.Tis but a scratch! As they say.  Anywho! I’ll be back before dinner! Love you!” You exclaimed as you turned on your heel and walked out from the way you came, leaving Juri standing in the middle of the garage.

“Yup, definitely scaraoused.” Juri declared to herself before turning on her heel to return to what she was doing beforehand.

Cammy was not the type of person who shook easy.

However, the person she loved bursting into the home the two of you shared, drenched in blood and covered in wounds, was more than enough to leave her… concerned.

Doubly so when you took a kitchen knife and made your way back the way you came.

Luckily, she managed to catch up to you beforehand.

“Oh! Heya Cammy! How are you doing dear?” you asked her, completely ignoring your wounds.

“I’m doing… fine. How about you?” Cammy asked, deeply concerned for your state right now.

“Doing great! And don’t worry about all this, Tis but a scratch!” you exclaimed with a smile as you moved to move past Cammy who stopped you.

“How about… we take a little trip to the hospital first!” Cammy suggested as she wrapped her hand around you and gently took the knife out of your hand.

“Oh, okay, but I… I uh… I had something to do first, there was this blonde guy in a mask, a real weird guy. Had this claw, real, real strange.” You muttered, the blood loss already getting to you.

“Yeaaah… we’re gonna be taking a nice little trip to the hospital. They’ll have jello!” Cammy exclaimed as she wrapped her arms to guide you out the door.

“Ooh! Jello!” you happily stated with a smile.

The last thing Ibuki expected to see after finishing her training for the day was you, covered in blood, a knife sticking out of your back, knuckles bleeding heavily, blood pouring down the side of your face, and you carrying a metal bat as you walked down the street.

Ibuki, being a semi-normal person and excellent girlfriend, found this a tad concerning, and so, decided she should probably check up on you.

“Uh… hey there.” Ibuki greeted, the concern in her voice completely unmissable.

“Hey Ibuki! How’s it going?” You asked, paying absolutely no mind to the condition you were in at the moment.

“Good… it's uh… going good. You know you have a knife in your back right?” she asked you, growing more and more concerned with each passing second.

“Yup! Hurts like you wouldn’t believe! But don’t worry, Tis but a scratch! Now, if you’ll excuse me! I have some ruffians to finish speaking to in this parking Garage.” you happily exclaimed before walking into said Parking Garage.

Shortly following this, Ibuki heard the sound of a metal bat cracking open someone’s skull and a scream of pain, followed by the sound of a metal bat breaking bones, and just causing a great deal of unpleasantness to a fairly large group of people.

A very short ten minutes later, you walked out of the Parking Garage, your formerly pristine bat now blooddrenched and dented in several places.

“Now then Ibuki, what were we talking about before?” you asked, a massive smile on your face.

“I… think we were talking about… going to the hospital!” Ibuki exclaimed.

“Really? Well then! Let's go!” you declared joyously.

[matt-imagines-popcorn]

And here’s the second part of the request!

Being in a relationship with Cammy White [GN! Reader]

Romance wasn’t something Cammy thought of often. She always believed it wasn’t for her. She’s a busy woman - one with many enemies trailing behind her and others to protect -  having a loved one like that just seems to be asking for trouble. When she first noticed the almost overwhelming warmth in her chest whenever she saw you it confused her for quite a while, unsure what the feeling was. When she finally made the connection that she had fallen in love, she tried to shove it deep down. The relationship that formed was a surprise to both yourself and Cammy! A pleasant one though!

Cammy doesn’t really process the things she does may be considered romantic. Stuff like holding and cuddling doesn’t really fluster her, after all, some of her fellow dolls do that all the time. However, I will say she gets a bit red in the cheeks if you are taking the initiative instead of her. She is quite used to being this big powerhouse, defending the helpless and her friends, it's rare for her to feel small - the good kind of small at least. It feels nice when you do.

Despite trying to hide it from her lover - Cammy gets stressed easily. She has many responsibilities to care for and fears she must prevent it from happening. She wants to keep her sisters safe and away from any of Shadaloo’s lingering eyes, she knows that while Shadaloo may be gone, for now, many of its old members are still out there. And most of all, she wants to keep you safe. It makes her sick to even think of you being injured. It has made up many of her sleepless nights sadly.

In terms of PDA, Cammy feels more comfortable holding hands. She believes stuff like kissing or hugging is a special thing made to do in private, away from the prying eyes of strangers. Though even in the safety of your home, she isn’t much of a cuddler. Though she doesn’t mind if you are.

Acts of service is Cammy’s love language. She always appreciates it when you help her and feels all warm and bubbly when you help her out and she wants to make you feel that way as well. So she often helps with the household chores

She prefers simple indoor dates. Where she and her partner make a simple dinner and watch shows till one of you [usually you] passes out and she carries you up to the bed and sleeps with you. Cammy longs for at least a tiny bit of calm away from the chaos that is her work. Even if it can be barely considered a date to some people.

 I struggled with Cammy’s quite a bit so I hope its not too ofc. Forgive me if it is!

[imthetunnelunderoceanblvd]

Heyyy, if rq are open would you be ok w noncon predator/prey recoms (ur choice) x human reader? I love how filthy ur piss kink piece was, goddamn!!!

Na'vi instincts are hard to ignore and the urge to chase and claim such a little human is hard to ignore, even if said human is more than against it <3

omg yes. ur like so smart omg ty for requesting 🫶. i also have a full non-con. fic for quaritch x navi!reader, here’s the link if you want to read it. i wanted to write for other characters too but i just dont have enough time n i was running out of ideas 😭 ily tho. it took me some time to start it cuz i was dealing with my studies so yes. hope u like it 💟

rape/non-con. with the recoms.

1. quaritch x human!fem!reader. (778 words) 2. lyle x human!fem!reader.(774 words)

warnings: rape/non-con., p in v sex, smut, slight dirty talking, heat cycle, somnophilia, spit kink, breeding kink, blood, cheating? but not really?, idk i suck at warnings lol.

quaritch

he first noticed you when you were walking around bridgehead, wearing your white lab coat, he never paid you any mind at first, but later when his heat cycle started, he knew he had to own you, to breed you, make you his. you were so tiny compared to him, he could easily break your bones, and that excited him, made a bulge form in his cammies, he tried to you into letting him fuck you, bend you over his desk as he fucks his seed into you but to no avail.

so he decided to show up into your room in the middle of the night, you were asleep, eyes closed, every muscle in your body resting, he groaned at the sight of you, legs wrapped around your blanket, white panties covering the soft flesh of your round ass, he was quick to flip you to your back, the mattress sinking underneath you where his knees dug, his hand messaging your clothes cunt, stroking your clit, as yor cunt got wetter and wetter. his hand left the little bud and moved your underwear to the side exposing your cunt to him glistening with slick, his hand went to his lips, spit from his mouth perfectly landing on his palm, the other hand unzipping his pants and freeing his cock from his boxers, he quickly wrapped his hand around his shaft lubricating his dick, he didn’t even bother preparing you as he moved closer, the bulbous head running between your flods collecting your juices then he positioned the head of his dick towards the tiny hole, pushing all the way in stopping to let out a loud groan at the tightness.

your body shifted and your nose crinkled, what woke you up was not the blood that was flooding, covering quaritch’s dick and your bed sheets, no. it was the burn of the stretchung that woke you up, you tried to scream but his hand was quick to cover your mouth, cold and rough aginst your lips, you squirmed trying to get him out of you, but he pulled himself all the way out to the very tip then pushing back in, your eyes widened at the brutal thrust, tears started to cloud your vision, his hand went to your shift pulled it all the way up exposing your tits and he bent all the way down to shower your warm doughy like tits with kisses, licking at your nipples before taking one in his mouth, kneading your soft tits with his hand, he found pleasure in exploring every inch of your body, he started thrusting at a brutal pace, earning whimpers from you.

he started thrusting at a differest angle your back started to arch when the tip of his head touched your g-spot, and it wasn’t long before he knew which spots would make you go insane and make you cum. he removed his mouth from your nipple and looked at your face his hand left your mouth and wrapped around your neck, squeezing slightly, his other hand pinching your waist. his face got closer to yours, trying to seal your lips with his but you moved your head to the side, which clearly, pissed him off, so he started thrusting faster and deeper into you, ripping your insides in half as he spat on your cheek, tears started rolling down the sides of your face all while he was grunting and hissing like an animal “f-fuck you like that don’t you? fuckin’ slut,” the words left his mouth going to your core, making you wetter you shouldn’t like it, but you did. his thrusts became sloppier and sloppier every time his dick was pulled and stabbed back into you like a knife. he stopped mid way, “you gon’ take it all, right, pet?” you could only shake your head and let out sobs and whimpers while his dick was pulsating inside you then he came with a loud groan.

you felt a very exruciating feeling when he pulled out, cum mixed with blood dripping from your over stretched hole as he got up and zipped his pants up, giving you a final look before leaving “you tell nyone ’bout this ‘nd i’m goin’ to rip your face apart, did i make myself clear?” you opened your mouth - but no words were forming it felt as if your tongur was tied but you let out a weak sob though, which pleased him “guess i’ll see ya around, sweetheart,” he came to your side, planting a kiss on your hair line “have a goodnight, angel.” he said and left your room going back to his.

lyle (this one kinda sucks cuz i was sleepy when i wrote it lol)

he did pay you a mind, always thought how pretty and cute you were, he just wanted to scoop you up in his arms, you were just so sweet, so nice, so bashful. he had to own you, make you his.. even though he knew he knew that you have a partner, a family. you have everything he doesn’t and that excited him. so, one rainy night when he spotted you in the lab checking on avatars in the tanks he knew that was his only chance to make you his, confess his feelings for you, but when you rejected him... it was as if something snapped in him, someone too over his body as he pushed you to a nearby table, pinning your much smaller hands to the table as his mouth started assaulting your neck sucking and kissing at the sweet skin, you started wiggling your toes and your high heels dropped to the ground and you started kicking him to get him off of you, you let out a loud gasp when you felt him pulling your skirt all the way down to your knees and his hand found its place inside your underwear.

your body responded to his touches when you felt heat pooling between your thighs and he withdrawed his hand from your cunt and took a deep sniff groaning before he undid the button and unzipped his cargos and pulled down his boxers, he movied closer and grabbed his dick, slapping it on your clit as you tried to hold back your moans but you failed when you felt him push his dick all the way in and you tightened your walls around him in discomfort and he groaned. he gave you some time before his thrusts started, your feet kept kicking at his torso but it didn’t seem to affect him judging by the way he groaned, he wrapped his hand around your ankle and lifted your foot up to his face planting a kiss on your sole before throwing your foot to his shoulder as he slammed his cock into the tight enterance of his your swollen cunt. you felt the cock enter it without a struggle and there was nothing he could do, you were complete helpless as you closed your eyes letting your tears fall down your face as the light made the trail of tears glow “please stop... let me go,” you said and he closed his eyes and prated his lips while he slowly slid his cock into you, his thumb found your clit and pressed down on the little bud of nevrves before he started moving it around in circular motions.

it made stars from the sky cut through your nerves and made your eyes roll into the back of your head, his cock abusing every spot that made your back arch his hand left your wrists and went to the bulge in your belly placing his palm down on it and groaning, both your hands started clawing at his to get his thumb off of your clit and once again you failed, you were shoked, frozen. you couldn’t speak. couldn’t form a single word it felt too good for both of you, even if it was forced, you felt a knot form in your belly as his thrusts got faster and faster which alarmed you and you shook your head.

“please no, don’t not here, please,”

“you’re goin’ to love it, baby, gonna pump my cum deep and nice inside you and you’re going to take it cause you’re a good girl, right? my good girl.” you shook your head once more and slapped your arm on your mouth and bit down screaming into your arm as he kept hitting that sweet spot inside you at a brutal pace while his balls were slapping on your ass.

lyle’s eager thrusts became faster and faster, pinchinv your waist. he was muttering words you didn’t care to listen to, words you didn’t want to listen to. he took a peek at your bare cynt before looking to look at you and continuing with his brutal thrusts.

you threw your head back against the desk, defeated. a tear ran down his face as you bit down on your arm to keep from muttering small pleas or involuntary moans that you were sure would turn him on more. his dick started to pulsate inside you.

and then, that recognizable slimy, burning liquid filled you up, pumping out every drop of lyles cum, and then he pulled it out, not caring about the semen spilling out of your hole and dripping onto the desk.

likes reblogs n comments r like soooo loved (they make me happy) (pls comment 😟)

@tieflingteeth

[incorrecsnkvscapcomxreader]

Cammy: I'm having trouble deciding which would be a good fit for our family! Adoption is SO difficult!

Y/N: We've been here for HOURS. Please just pick a cat already.

[jewels2876]

Uhhhh how about a chris x reader with some soft daddy!Chris telling his kid all about the relationship as if it was a fairytale?

Sweet Dreams

Chris Evans x daughters Cammy and Isabella - for @the-ce-horniest-book-club

Word Count: 415

Warnings: FLUFF - sassy little girls - subtle nod to Dayton White

“Daddy, tell us a story,” your daughter whined as he tucked her and her twin sister into bed. 

“Yeah please?” Chris rolled his eyes. It was near impossible to say no when both of his daughters ganged up on him. He made sure they were both tucked then sat between their beds.

“Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. She had everything her heart desired.”

“Except true love,” Cammy interjected.

“Ewh! Who wants true love?” Isabella crowed.

“Girls, Daddy is telling the story please,” Chris gently chided them both. They instantly whispered their apologies and Chris went on.

“She had everything her heart desired, but no one to share it with. She shared with her friends, she doted on her family. But there was one thing missing.” Chris looked at each girl with a smile. “Then one day a prince from another land came upon the princess. Her carriage had overturned and the rain was pouring down, ruining her dress. She was soaked! The prince came to her rescue and helped her fix her carriage. The princess thanked him by giving him a kiss on the cheek.”

Cammy sighed while Isabella rolled her eyes. “Did they get married? Did they live happily ever after?” Chris hushed her quietly.

“The prince had to leave, but he promised to always talk to the princess. They wrote to each other as much as they could. But they were young and they grew up. They stopped writing to each other; each of them thought the other had moved on.” Chris paused. Isabella’s eyes were getting heavy; Cammy was still wide awake, clinging to every word. “But as fate would have it, when they were older, the princess once again found her carriage overturned, and the same prince rescued her once again. This time, the prince and princess kissed. And they realized they were meant to be together. And they got married and lived happily ever after.” Chris leaned over to press a kiss to Isabella’s forehead, who was now fast asleep. Then he kissed Cammy’s forehead, whispering “Good night sweet pea.”

“Daddy?”

Chris turned back from the doorframe. “Yes sweet pea?”

“Was the prince and princess you and Mommy?” She yawned and sank back into her pillow.

“Yes, sweet pea, Mommy and Daddy were the prince and princess. Good night.”

Both girls slept easily that night; one dreamt about cars and a brunette man, while the other dreamt of meeting her own prince, just like her dad.

[datenightfright]

Cammy Chameleon x reader x Arty Alligator?

Damned if you didn't pick the two snuggliest of the bunch. Arty loves to cuddle, and Cammy is right there with him.

Cammy likes to tell you little white lies. Nothing that will hurt your feelings, but shit she just made up on the spot like "The reason the sky is blue is because God is colorblind and wanted it red" things like that

Please hold their hands, they love holding hands.

Your birthday is a big deal at Willie's, but it the biggest deal to Arty, he LOVED throwing birthday parties for you. Even UN-birthday parties.

Arty gets really sad that he can't kiss you properly like Cammy can, so please make up for it by showering him in kissies.

The two like to spy on you actually, not when you're doing anything...um...not safe for work, but like when you're watching TV, or doing the dishes.

Makes sure you're out on the nights they kill. They won't kill you, but it doesn't mean Willie won't.

[tobiosmilktea]

she looked like a virtue — kozume kenma

1.9k words | genre/s: fluff | warning/s: — | pairing: kenma x f! reader

↪︎ in which kozume kenma pines for his neighbor from beyond his bedroom window

okay, so maybe it was a bit creepy to watch someone through their bedroom window, but kenma truly didn’t mean any harm. really, he didn’t. if anything it was just a mere spur in the moment of serendipities that you—the girl who hated closing her blinds because it blocked out the pretty sunlight—was his cure for boredom.

whenever his eyes would burn from staring at the computer too long, or if he was just too burnt out to play anymore video games or even watch tv, his eyes would settle upon your windowsill. often times you were dancing in your room alone to 80s pop music or painting the landscape outside all cause you wanted to. it was enough to ease him into relaxation yet entertaining enough that he never got bored of what you do.

kenma despised how this immediately landed a target on his back if he were to ever get caught. ‘peeping tom’ would forever be hovering over his head if you were to ever notice his stares of admiration from afar. granted, you never really did like closing your blinds despite it’s dangers, but you weren’t dumb either. sometimes kenma would like to think that if he were ever to get caught, you wouldn’t be so blatantly creeped out as you both went to nekoma. besides, you’re well aware that he was your neighbor as well. it was just a matter whether or not you would notice how conviniently placed his mattress is to be in front of his window.

if you were to ever-so-slightly pivot your head by the inch, your eyes would immediately find kenma’s probing irises. perhaps you would scream and close your blinds for the first time ever, or maybe you just wouldn’t care.

maybe you liked the idea of being watched by him.

besides, kenma had his PSP with him just in case your lingering gaze would finally fall upon him and he would at least have some way of looking nonchalant as possible.

he didn’t have any cruel intentions. no perverted antics, no keeping track of secrets, no way of gaining intel for blackmail—it was all just pure fascination for a girl he had always found pretty.

this was something he would never verbalized even if he was paid a million dollars worth of cash. in fact, the only other person who knew about this hobby of his (god, that sounds so creepy, kenma cringed to himself) was kuroo. being his best friend, who else would he be able to tell this habit he knew he couldn’t keep to himself without bursting? he felt a bit guilty if he couldn’t at least tell the person he trusts the most.

“i still think it’s a bit suspect of you to be doing this so often,” kuroo would say whenever he was in kenma’s bedroom, twirling a disk of the game they were supposed to play earlier, but kenma was too caught up in watching your gracefulness hues of choosing which novel to read next.

kenma could only sigh as he forced his gaze to be ripped away from you. “i know. it’s become a habit, i think.”

“what?” the onyx-haired boy mused, “stalking?”

scoffing, kenma strolled to kuroo and took the disk out of his hand before placing it in the gaming console. “i think you mean admiration.”

“you call that admiring?”

“you can admire someone from afar,” kenma defends as the opening noises of Street Fighter emit from the television screen.

he swiftly hands kuroo a controller as they both settle themselves side by side in from of the screen. silence filled the void between the two volleyball players as they spent a good five minutes on the character selection screen. it was mainly kenma who could decide between Vega and Cammy, to which he eventually forced himself to toss a coin to choose.

“i think you should just talk to her,” suggests kuroo out of the blue as the first found starts.

the sounds of smashing buttons and joysticks filled the room as the virtual fight ensued. kenma kept quiet as eventually his efforts to focus on the game slipped, giving victory to kuroo.

kenma placed his controller down as he walked to his bed. plopping himself right onto the mattress, the boy quickly sighs. “i don’t think i can do that.”

furrowing his brows, kuroo stands as he sits beside his best friend. “and why’s that?”

“i think she’d be weirded out by it, honestly.” answered kenma.

“i mean... you don’t have to tell her that you’ve been watching her.”

the setter shook his head, “it doesn’t matter. knowing the fact that we’ve barely interacted in school outside of projects, i think she’d find it strange that someone she barely talks to even likes her.”

a hum of understanding leaves kuroo’s lips as he sighs. “i still think what i said stands. you don’t have to tell her how you feel just yet.”

kenma stares up upon his blank white ceiling, eyes blinking to a nonspecific beat. the sun’s rays shining through his window, his eyes adjusted with the amount of light entering his irises as he peered over to your window. you were sitting at your desk reading. oh how angelic you looked, in all your glory of serene silence. you were the cause of his quickening heart beat, yet you were his calming disposition in a mere juxtaposition.

“y/n has always been really into 80s films,” kuroo starts again as kenma’s gaze never left you. “in a lot of those romcom films, the guy usually throws something at the girl’s window to get her attention. maybe you could start there.”

a beat had passed as kenma considered the plan.

“i don’t think i would have anything to say if i were to do that.” he muttered lazily, “i’d be too stunned.”

how whipped, kuroo thought to himself as he inaudibly chuckles. “just say whatever feels right in the moment.”

“like?”

“flirt with her!”

“that’s not going to end well, kuroo.”

kenma hated how his thoughts were as restless as him. it was nighttime, midnight... maybe, but all he knew was that it was late and he had residual energy he needed to extrude. it wasn’t a form of adrenaline like during volleyball games where nekoma was at the cusp of winning—no, it was something else. his body was well beyond fatigued, but his mind was surging in endless obscurity.

perhaps it started the moment your dim bedroom suddenly lit up by the slightest illumination of your desk lamp. you stay at you desk doing something that kenma couldn’t exactly see as he was laying flat upon his bed. it was as though kuroo’s plan of potentially winning your heart over by actions primarily used in the 80s was causing his heart palpitations.

surely it didn’t help his situation the moment you lifted yourself from your seat and approached your window. kenma felt his heart jump into throat when you fiddled with your window lock and pushed your windows open.

“kenma?” you whispered loudly.

his usual relaxed eyes widened in shock as you continued to call out his name.

“kenma?” you said again. it was like music to his ears knowing that you did in fact know his name (how could you not? he’s literally on the volleyball team). “are you awake?”

as if the setter was paralyzed, he still laid there in absolute surprise. in his mind, his thoughts spiraled into oblivion. coursing through his veins was the possibility of him getting up was a good idea or not, but of course it was a good idea. kenma’s worries about starting a conversation with you was started by you! so why wasn’t he getting up?

hesitance pumped throughout his body as he continued to stare at you. you were waiting for his response, but you weren’t exactly optimistic on him answering. it was way past midnight and no lunatic would even bother waking up just because someone was at their window.

a disappointed sigh escaped your lips as you pursed them. perhaps tonight wasn’t the best idea of asking the setter for a favor that was totally out of his league. yet to both of your surprises, the sound of an unlocking window captured your attention. beneath the moonlight, kenma appears from the dimness of his bedroom with a nervous look on his face.

“y/n,” he almost whispers, “um. what did you want to say?”

your breath hitched at the realization with thousands of monarch butterflies tickling their way through your gut as you roughly swallowed. “i wanted to ask if you wanted to climb on our roofs and talk. it’s a full moon tonight too.”

kenma’s mouth ran agape slightly as he struggled to find the correct words to leave his lips. “i-um—”

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to, kenma.” you swiftly cut in, “you can go to sleep if you wan—”

“no,” the setter answers just as fast, “i’ve always wanted to talk... with you.”

you found his nervous chuckles cute as you two climbed to the roof of your respective houses. tokyo at night seemed utterly serene with the chirping cicadas and the silent streets. granted, you were in the suburbs and a ways away from the actual city.

your gaze lingered upon the moonlight reflecting off the city's skyscrapers far off into the distance, resonating and refracting off the infrastructure's angles until they shined luminous fractals upon your face and dosed in a baby blue hue. tokyo never seemed to rest unlike the near-silent nights in this area. the sight was breathtaking, to say the least, but kenma was looking at you rather than the city.

kenma’s eyes tried wandering elsewhere than you before him, yet he was locked in admiration at the moment of stillness of just you and him.

the spiraling skies above you two almost looked synthetic with lavender-candied hues sprayed amongst the painted heavens. it appeared unreal to the eyes of two teenagers of the busy and crowded streets of tokyo, where every corner you turn would be colored with neon lights. the scattering constellations and stars that playfully hovered above them were something you and kenma never really seen before (properly at least now that they were finally outside).

“you know,” you started, breaking the silence into oblivion, and yet your voice was still soft in the humming midnight breeze. “you’re not as slick as you think you are.”

kenma’s mouth ran dry as he blinked innocently at you. “what do you mean?”

you chuckled slightly, the corners of your lips curling into a smile that instantly filled kenma’s heart with warmth. “it’s always the quiet ones who are the most observant.

the setter gulped. he knew and it was game over for him.

“it’s okay, i don’t mind you looking at me sometimes.” you suddenly confess as kenma’s gaze snaps towards you, “which sounds weird, but it’s whatever.”

“you’re not mad?” he asks gently to which you shake your head.

“honestly, i’m just confused on how you find me so interesting.” you paused, “why?”

“because you look like a virtue.”

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Could you please do a headcanon for the street fighter girls Chun-Li, Juri and Cammy with Male Reader and them reacting to him just giving their abs a kiss out of nowhere

I'll admit, I didn't really know how to go about this, so I went about it as best I could.

Now! Your wish is my command!

She was absolutely flabbergasted by your actions.

Especially when you kept kissing them.

Quick pecks.

Tender smooches.

Nibbling bites.

All across her abs, marking them with your mouth.

With every kiss, and nibble and bite, her core warmed and heated as the worship continued.

Eventually, she placed her hands in your hair, running them through it.

After a moment, quiet moans rang out, Chun-Li’s impressive self control finally failing her.

Needless to say, things escalated quickly after that.

Juri’s reaction to your action was… very receptive.

Juri was always quite vocal when it came to the things that brought her pleasure.

Food.

Drinks.

Fighting.

And right now?

You, worshiping her body.

She was alight with pleasure and shaking in ecstasy with each kiss, nip, and bite.

And she was loving it like nothing else.

She was melting under you like wax.

She had no idea why she felt like she was in this moment.

But with every kiss, wildfire spread across her body.

She grasped at the sheets, shaking and gasping with each spark of contact.

She was burning up inside.

She felt like she was about to explode.

Like she was about to break apart at the molecular level.

And she absolutely loved it.

She was going to need you to do this more often.

[matt-imagines-popcorn]

Street Fighter Masterlist

[RULES]

All my writing relating to Street Fighter will be posted here!

EDIT: Currently not accepting requests for Street Fighter! Sorry!

Mixed Characters

Juri, Seth, and Zeku with a himbo parnter HCs

Makoto, Yang, and Yun with a himbo parnter HCs

Ships

A/N

Akuma

Akuma Romantic HCs

Cammy White

Cammy White Romantic HCs

Chun Li

Chun Li Romantic HCs

Gulie 

A/N

Karin Kanzuki

Karin Kanzuki romantic HCs [Paused]

Ken Masters

Ken Masters Romantic HCs

Makoto

Makoto Romantic HCs

Juri Han

Juri Han Romantic HCs / Juri Han with Fighter! Reader

M. Bison

A/N

Rose

Rose Romantic HCs

Ryu

A/N

Sagat

A/N

Sakura Kasugano

Sakura Kasugano Romantic HCs

Seth

Seth learns how to chill out [1] [2]

Vega

Vega with a crush + first date HCs

Vega Romantic HCs

Zangief

A/N

Note: Obvious you can requests for other characters, I just didn’t add all of them cause Jesus that’ll take forever-

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Can you please do relationship (preferably both NSFW and SFW) head cannons for juri,chunli, and Cammy x !male reader, the son of M.bison

He was supposed to be another vessel for bison to transfer into, but he rebelled(the reader is stronger than bison) and wants to replace all the bad his dad had done with his own legacy of good

I was up late playing SF6 and thought this would make such a good angsty and fluff post this my first time requesting something so a little nervous. Sorry if this makes you uncomfortable

Don't worry about it! You did great in submitting your ask, not to mention I had a blast writing this! Also, sorry if this is a bit long!

Now! Your wish is my command!

The first time Chun-Li met you, it was when she was chasing down Neo Shadaloo, trying to figure out exactly what they were doing.

She had got the upper hand on their leader, the young man called Ed, and just as she was about to knock him out before bringing him back to the interpol offices to interrogate him when you interfered.

Just as her kick was about to land, Ed disappeared in a flash of purple and pink and he reappeared, alongside you, only just barely outside of her range.

“Thanks, I thought I was done for!” Ed exclaimed as he breathed heavily.

“You should probably get out of here Ed, you are not in the best of states.” you told the blonde young man as you walked towards Chun-Li, your eyes closed and hand on the back of your neck before you cracked it, and Psycho Power began rolling off of you like waves, your eyes opening in tandem, your irises painted pink and purple and your hair turning stark white.

“Now then miss Chun-Li, you’ll be dealing with me. Though do be aware, I can only spare seven minutes to play with you.” you told the woman as you removed your hand from the back of your neck and closed your fists tight, raising them to face her.

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The next thing Chun-Li knew, she was fighting someone that reminded her all too much of the man who took her Father away from her.

And what made it worse?

She couldn’t land a hit on you.

She would get within a hair's breadth of touching you but then *poof* you were gone in a wave of pink and purple before she would be sent flying away.

But then, after seven minutes, you declared that “Your time was up.” and that you had “Enjoyed the game the two of you played.”

And that left Chun-Li in an abandoned warehouse, cut up and covered in scrapes and bruises, watching the wave of pink and purple fade away from where you stood only a split second earlier.

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After that, it was quite a bit of time before Chun-Li met you again.

Almost a year had passed before Li-Fen had shot into the dojo, dragging someone behind her.

That person Li-Fen was dragging behind her?

Was you.

Li-Fen said she found you “Wandering around the city, looking for a “Certain Martial Arts Master”.

Needless to say, Li-Fen brought you to Chun-Li, not knowing at all who you were.

But, she quickly figured it out when you and Chun-Li started talking.

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Chun-Li and Li-Fen were, of course, shocked by what you told them.

How you were the son of Bison.

How you were made.

How you were able to use Psycho Power without drawbacks.

And why you were working with Neo Shadaloo and just exactly what Neo Shadaloo was.

Chun-Li, was of course wary of you telling her all of this and why you were doing so.

However, when you gave her access to the Neo Shadaloo archives, that wariness was lessened, even if only slightly.

After that, you stuck around, helping out around the Dojo and helping Chun-Li teach.

Quickly the two of you struck up a friendship despite the… messiness that your pasts shared.

After a while, Li-Fen started teasing Chun-Li about her “Crush” which would lead to Chun-Li hitting her over the head with a blush on her face.

But then, one day, Chun-Li asked you if you would mind spending the day with her.

And so, the two of you painted the town red, setting off in the morning and only heading back home long after the sun had set, plenty of souvenirs in hand.

It was only when the two of you were walking down the street on the way back to the dojo, that you said exactly what had been running around in your head the entire day.

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“Y’know Chun-Li, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say this was a date.” you told the woman who simply blushed and said.

“I wouldn’t be… opposed to that.”

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After that, the two of you were inseparable.

Li-Fen was of course the first person to figure it out, saying that “She wondered how long the two of you were going to dance around eachother like that!”

She also told you two to “Stop training so loudly at night” and that it was “Stopping her from sleeping!”

At this, Chun-Li nearly melted into the floor out of embarrassment.

Why? 

Well, the two of you weren’t “training” in the traditional sense.

She, of course, was definitely showing off how flexible she was at night but…

Well… Li Fen was a bit too young to know anything else besides that.

And all Chun-Li could say was that the two of you would “Try and keep it down.” knowing all too well that she may not be able to keep that promise.

Juri wasn’t too sure what to think of you when she met you for the first time.

On one hand, that was Psycho Power you were using, the same type of energy that the bastard who was responsible for her parents death used.

On the other, you were on a rampage through the Shadaloo base, tearing the place apart.

Bringing down the ceiling, ripping up the foundations, tearing down the walls, the whole shebang.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t stay and chat at the moment.

In part due to the fact that you were bringing the base down on top of their head.

But also because she was helping a certain blonde get the hell out of dodge.

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The next time Juri saw you was a few years later during one of the times she crossed paths with “Neo Shadaloo.”

Much like last time, you were tearing down a building with reckless abandon.

This time however, Juri was watching from the outside with the other parts of the Neo Shadaloo freak show.

“*whistle* That guy is really ripping the place up!” Juri exclaimed as she watched you work, pulling down a helicopter with Psycho Power and launching it into a tank, destroying both.

“He’s always been like that as long as I’ve known him. Very… wild.” the leader of the group, Ed responded whilst drinking from a juice box.

“Heh, sounds like me and him would get along!” Juri said with a laugh.

“It would definitely not be beyond the realm of possibility, especially with the hatred the two of you share for his father.” Ed’s second in command, Falke, stated absentmindedly.

“For who?” Juri asked, confused for a brief moment about who Falke was talking about before the dots connected.

The Psycho Power, the overwhelming animosity to Shadaloo Remnants, the overwhelming force.

“Holy shit. THAT FUCKER HAD A KID!?” Juri screamed in a mix of shock, fury, and disgust at the image placed in her mind.

“Yes, Bison created that person down there with a mixture of his own DNA, Data from the experiments like us, and a woman who had her genome altered to have a high regenerative factor. Though, he was far too strong for what Bison originally intended for him. Which in turn led to us being experimented on.” Ed told Juri who was still in shock at what she had just learned.

After a moment, the words registered, and Juri asked.

“What do you mean by “Too Strong For What Bison Originally Intended?” 

“To put it simply, Bison wanted a perfect body, one that could heal from the stress and damage using Psycho Power at such a powerful level, hence the experimentation and search for the way to create the Perfect vessel. If he had been successful, he would’ve been basically unstoppable. Unfortunately for him and fortunately for us, that guy had a will of his own, one that seemed to be completely unbreakable, even with Bison and F.A.N.G. doing their worst to break it.” Falke explained.

An explosion rang out, catching Juri’s attention as the sound of missiles roared out.

On the main runway, missiles being held aloft by Psycho Power launched into the base, turning the entire place into a blasted landscape of craters, ruins, and purple and pink fire.

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After that, Juri got… curious.

She started hanging around Neo Shadaloo, taking more jobs for them, making a sort of… alliance with them.

All to satisfy her curiosity in you.

All to learn more about the object of mystery that you are.

Over time, Juri did, eventually meet you in a… less than official capacity.

As it turns out, you had noticed the interest she had taken in you, and in turn, you took an interest in her.

After that… well… one thing leads to another.

The two of you kept it secret for a while, trying to figure how this thing would work.

After all, Your pops was responsible for the death of Juri’s parents and if she thought about it for too long, she would start laughing like crazy at just how ridiculous it is, with you often doing the same.

Nonetheless, neither of you are particularly subtle people and, eventually, someone, probably Falke, found out.

It will probably be made into this big thing by Ed and the other members of the group Ed personally leads.

There will be a party, there will be cake, there will of course be spicy food for Juri, and she will be formally named as “Part Of The Family” by the others.

It is a whole event, and pretty overwhelming for Juri.

Nonetheless, it was… kind of nice to be welcomed so openly.

Though if they knew what the two of you got up to in bed… 

Heh, well, she got the feeling poor Falke would have a heart attack on the spot.

After all, she is a pretty flexible lady with quite a bit of power in those legs of hers.

Not to mention… well… she’s got her own… kinks.

You were so cute when you were below her and so hot when you got the upper hand.

And Juri Han knew that she was a very, very bad girl.

If there was one thing Cammy White was good at, it was fighting.

She was quite literally built for it.

And yet, there was one person she had never been able to land an actual hit on, much less defeat.

You, the left hand of Neo Shadaloo and a master of the same power that Bison once used.

Psycho Power.

And you seemed even more powerful than him.

Weapons always stopped short of hitting you, punches only ever hit empty air, artillery would be crushed into scrap metal.

Despite that. she was the only person to ever get close to you.

And all she had to show for it? A patch that tore off of your outfit that depicted the symbol of Neo Shadaloo.

It was frustrating to her.

Despite that, she had to admit that she was… curious.

How did someone like you come to be?

How could you fight like that without falling to pieces due to Psycho Power tearing you apart?

It made her want to find you and make you tell her everything.

It made her want to know exactly who you were.

Little did Cammy know that her wishes were soon to be answered.

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There was a Cafe Cammy frequented.

It was a nice little place, just a few minutes walk from her home.

Good coffee, good tea, and good sweets.

The owners were an old couple, very nice people and they knew her by her name, not to mention that they had an absolutely beautiful black cat.

And so, when she arrived one day, she was surprised to hear them talking about her to a stranger.

Telling the stranger how “Nice” and “Sweet” she was and how much she loved her cats.

And then, the stranger turned around and instantly Cammy was on high alert.

The stranger was not any stranger.

The stranger was you.

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There was a tenseness between the two of you as you both waited to be served.

“What are you doing here?” Cammy asked you, trying to find a way to force you outside and away from the couple if she had to fight you.

“Me? Oh, I am here for you Miss White. You see, I find you quite intriguing.” you told her truthfully.

For some reason, Cammy felt her cheeks flush at this.

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After that, you became a constant fixture at the Cafe.

Either helping out around it, or trying to get over the walls Cammy White had while she was there.

Eventually, after quite a long time, you managed to get past her walls by letting you through hers.

The two of you talked about your respective lives or what both of you could recall about them.

Cammy was shocked to learn who you were and why you were doing what you were doing, but she did understand it.

You were shocked to learn about who Cammy used to be and why she existed, but you were glad for her and how much she changed.

And eventually, the two of you became friends of sorts.

The owners of the Cafe were quite happy to see their best customers getting along and said something about “Wondering when both of them will really get together?”

Neither of you knew what this meant until much, much later when Cammy, for some reason she didn’t really understand, invited you to her place.

After that things… escalated… quickly.

Confessions of love, happy crying, hugging, and so much more.

When morning finally came around for the two of you, it was almost midday, and neither of you felt like you could stand, much less walk.

Though… there was still plenty of energy for round two.

Besides, Cammy had a few moves she wanted to try on you.

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Cammy White X Male Reader NSFW-A Nice Shower

Warnings: NSFW MDNI, Shower Sex, Asexual Writer, impregnation.

Anon On Ao3 requested: Cammy White/male reader: NSFW intimate shower after sparring

be warned, this is my second time writing true smut, so I ask you to temper your expectations.

NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!

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“I think… that.. Is enough… for today.” Cammy panted out as she sat down next to you on the bench and laid her head on your shoulder.

“I… agree…” you muttered as your head fell to the side on top of Cammy’s.

“We need to shower…” Cammy groaned,

“Agreed…” you mumbled quietly.

A quiet silence passed between the two of you.

“Do you want to try shower sex when we get home?” Cammy asked, shocking you out of your stupor.

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“A-are you sure about this Cammy?” you asked as your nude lover dragged you into the shower.

“Yes. Now-” Cammy turned away to turn on the water “-Let’s get started. The body wash is behind you. I think I know what to do.”

You did indeed know what to do. 

Cammy, despite being a secret service agent, seemed to forget you share a private computer.

Cammy is also quite bad at covering up her search history.

If she even meant to cover it up in the first place.

But enough musing on that.

You squirted out a suitable amount of body wash for this event and set to work.

You started with Cammy’s back and shoulders, gently loosening the muscle. Following that you moved downwards, allowing yourself the indulgence of ghosting your fingers over Cammy’s heart shaped posterior before circling around to the front and running your soapy hands up and down her solid abs before rising up further to her chest where Cammy let out a quiet moan as your hands gently circled her breasts, the bodywash rapidly foaming up under your hands and adding to Cammy’s pleasure due to the sensation.

To show her appreciation of this, she began to slowly rub her bountiful and taut ass on your cock, forcing your mental control to slip and in turn, causing it to become rock hard almost instantaneously.

“Mmmh… glad to see you like the warm up so much, now let’s see-'' Cammy quickly removed her heavenly posterior, causing your dick to fall down and point straight at Cammy’s soaked thighs. This was all to Cammy’s plan who immediately pushed back, lodging your rock hard cock in what Cammy was proud to call her most dangerous asset in this type of encounter, Her thighs. “-How you enjoy the first exercise?”

Bolts of pure pleasure shot through your body as Cammy used her thighs to pleasure you, in turn your hands grabbed and groped the blonde bombshells breasts.

In response, Cammy let out a quiet hiss.

She was enjoying this more than she thought.

The burning hot water, the feel of her skin on yours, the way that both of you were slowly losing control.

She was starting to understand why shower sex was such a popular trope in those books.

It was, for lack of a better word, “Hot”.

However, before Cammy could move forward with this train of thought or her plan, she was turned around and pushed against the wall of the shower where her lips were captured and she felt something very hard push against her pussy.

Cammy had made you lose all sense of control.

She was proud of that.

Unfortunately, she was losing control as well.

She was human after all.

Then, the need for oxygen forced you two apart, much to the displeasure of both of you.

At that moment, the both of you had the same thing on your minds.

Or it would be more accurate, your bodies had one single thing that both of them wanted desperately, whatever your minds or rational thought said against it be damned.

The two of you wanted to breed.

To fuck.

To rail each other until you were both seeing stars.

Then, after that, to keep fucking like animals.

This was a mutual desire to completely and utterly ruin the other for anyone else.

And utterly ruin each other you did.

It was to be expected in a matter involving both love and lust.

Your shared love for the other.

Your shared lust to make the other completely theirs.

 Then finally, the wire snapped.

You attacked Cammy’s neck, nipping and biting and kissing up until her jaw, forcing a true moan from her lips.

Cammy grabbed your hand and made it run down her entire body while her other hand held your head close.

Her hand guided you from her beautiful face to her perfect breasts, down her stone hard abs, past her hips and onto her ass.

Cammy removed her hand from your own and grasped a different part of you tightly.

Your rock hard cock throbbed in her hand in beat with your heart beat.

Her pussy throbbed with the same rhythm.

You panted into her ear.

She panted into yours.

You both knew what came next.

You both knew you wanted it.

So then, you both took what you wanted.

Pleasure shot through both of you like lightning as Cammy’s boiling warmth swallowed you and your dick hit Cammy in just the right place.

Sounds of pure pleasure tore from the both of you.

There was no thought of taking it slow, not now.

The two of you tore each other apart.

Cammy clawed at your back, moaning loudly with every thrust and locking her legs behind you, ensuring you couldn’t escape even if you wanted to.

You held Cammy tightly, your hand on her ass, another holding her thigh as you went wild.

Skin crashed against skin.

Pleasure multiplied pleasure.

The pressure of release invited more pleasure.

Then Cammy grabbed your head in her hands and forced her mouth onto yours.

Tongues danced and dueled to a frenzied and sensual beat, not trying to dominate, but to taste the other completely.

Then, neither of you could ignore it any longer.

The throbbing of your cock.

The unbearable heat in her stomach.

You both knew what was coming.

It wasn’t going to stop either of you.

The two of you would be doing this dance until neither of you could dance any more.

Cammy screamed into your mouth as her Orgasm tore through her.

You groaned back as you flooded the womb of your beautiful lover.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-A Few weeks Later-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-

The Dolls were running around the house you and Cammy share with a madcap and excited energy about them.

Even Decapre seemed pretty jazzed about the news despite her stone face hiding it.

Cammy herself might have been the most excited out of all of them though.

What is the cause for all of this commotion?

The answer: A positive test in Cammy’s excitedly shaking hand.

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Street Fighter request: How would Karin and Cammy react to their M!S/O's wearing a shirt that said something like 'I would pay for my GF to sit on my face'?

You are one massive dumbass if you are wearing this around her.

Not because she is going to put you on the couch for the rest of time.

But because she is going to show you what happens when you indulge in too much of a good thing.

And she will make it into a competition.

A competition that you will most definitely lose.

After all, the Kanzuki family motto is to win at everything for a reason.

So…

Yeah…

There is a non-zero chance you will die from wearing that shirt.

Though… it may just be worth it.

You will not make it out of this one unscathed.

Cammy is very much aware of how much you like her.

Both in the type of person she is, and how “Hot” she was.

Your words, not hers.

She was also aware of how much you stole glances at her.

She was also aware that she was a “Bombshell”.

Again, your words, not hers.

And the moment she saw that shirt, a lightbulb went off in her head.

Will you survive that lightbulb moment?

50/50 chance.

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Could you do Cammy, Elena, and Karin's reactions to being caught going down on them S/O by their friends? (I am so sorry!!!)

Like I said when you accidentally sent this outside of Anon, Anon. It's fine and don't worry about it! Also, I had a blast writing this.

NSFW: MDNI

Now! Your wish is my command!

Decapre awoke to the sound of loud banging in the night, like someone was slamming and tossing things around a room.

Almost like a fight.

In an instant, Decapre bolted out of the room her and her sisters shared and towards the source of the noise.

Cammy’s room.

Panic seized Decapre’s heart.

Sure, her and Cammy didn’t get along all of the time.

Sure, she had tried to kill Cammy on more than one occasion.

But Cammy saved her and welcomed her and the others with open arms.

And she would be damned if anything happened to her while she could do something about it.

Decapre bounded up the stairs, leaping from the ground floor to the second where Cammy’s room sat with her enhanced strength and agility, flipping over the railing and onto her feet before sprinting full speed at the door, barreling through it and almost knocking it off its hinges.

And the room looked like a tornado had torn through it, though that was far from Decapre’s chief concern.

That honor belonged to Cammy.

Speaking of Cammy, she was on her bed, or more specifically, on top of you, completely nude, her entire body glistening with sweat and her hair a mess while you were laying on the bed in a similar state.

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Cammy stared at Decapre.

Decapre stared at Cammy.

A profound silence hung between the three people in the room.

Decapre said absolutely nothing as her face grew more and more red, the realization of what was occuring hitting her at full force.

Cammy looked like the single most frazzled person in existence at this moment.

Then, without hesitation, Cammy snatched her boot off the bed and threw it full force at Decapre who immediately slammed the door to block the shoe with its toe piercing clean through.

Instantly following this, Cammy put her face in her hands, and made the single most embarrassed and borderline pathetic noise known to man.

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When morning rolled around, Decapre had a thousand yard stare that bored through the wall and an awkward silence hung between You, Cammy, and Decapre.

“Ahhh… that’s some good tea. It has a wonderful, and balanced aroma.” Julia stated before her best friend, Juni finished her thought by asking “Now, Decapre, what happened last night to have you looking so shell shocked?”

Instantly Cammy tensed up and you readied for an all too common event in the household filled with highly trained killers and assassins that treated each other like sisters.

Catfights.

“I walked in on-” Decapre began before her sister, Cammy, launched at her from across the table.

And like that, the first scrap of the day began.

Makoto raised her hands high into the air, stretching as she walked through the door and a yawn escaping her after a long day at the Dojo.

“*YAAAAAWN* I wonder what Elena is-” Makoto began to mutter before hearing a loud moan and a familiar voice cursing in one of the many, many languages that the person the voice belonged to knew.

“What the hell?” Makoto muttered in confusion, a sense of concern for her friend rising.

Readying herself for a fight, Makoto walked forwards through the hall and to the guest room where Elena was staying while she was in town.

Makato took a breath, and then threw the door open.

In the room was Elena, her muscles flexing and quivering as she rolled her hips atop your own, her face the picture of pleasure before she let out another cry of ecstasy that left her breathless and bracing herself on your shoulders.

“Wha- Elena!?” Makoto exclaimed in shock, her face turning blood red in an instant.

In tandem Elena and you whipped your heads towards Makato, the blushes on your faces spreading much further now that the two of you realized what both of you had been caught doing.

“U-u-uh… hey there Makoto…” Elena shyly greeted, fully aware of the state both of you were in and the lack of clothes involved in said state.

In response to this, Makoto fainted dead away into a heap on the floor.

This was gonna be fun to talk about when Makoto woke up in a few hours.

Sakura stretched as she walked out of the arcade, her shift finally over.

“Now! Time for the weekly bout with Karin! Oooh! I’m so excited! I can’t wait to show off the new moves I’ve been working on!” Sakura exclaimed with joy before setting off at top speed.

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“Heya Birdie!” Sakura exclaimed in greeting to Karin’s part time guard as she ran through the gate, not even hearing his “KID! WAIT! WHAT ARE YA DOING HERE A DAY EARLY!?”

Sakura shot through the estate like it was a second home to her, barreling towards the room of her best friend and rival.

“Heh! Heh! I’ve been waiting all week for this all week! Time to wipe that smug grin off Karin’s face!” Sakura exclaimed in her head as she arrived at her destination before kicking open the door.

“KARIN KANZUKI!!! IT IS TIME FOR A- a- a- a-” Sakura began with a shout before stuttering to a stop due to what she saw before her.

Karin Kanzuki, the beautiful heiress who always looked nothing short of perfect in her practically trademarked red outfit and perfectly styled blonde hair with an air of austere dignity around her.

In this moment however, Karin Kanzuki was baring all to the world, every article of her clothes from her red jacket to the tight black short shorts she wore under her skirt tossed haphazardly around the room, a sheen across her skin from the exertion of the act she had been caught in the middle of, her hair a mess of curls and tangles and her body atop yours in a position that could only ever be seen as one thing.

In this moment, silence took the room as Sakura continued to stutter, her face turning a deep red.

Karin was mortified.

You were terrified.

And Sakura was traumatized.

Then after almost a solid half minute silence, Karin shouted “GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” with tears in her eyes as she tossed a pillow at Sakura, with such force that she slid back a few steps and was knocked out of her stupor, sending her running for the hill as she cried out a thousand apologies.

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All Of My Current Works Pt. 2

Genshin Impact

Seeing How Your Body Works-Furina X Vamp! Reader

Lobotomy Corporation & Library Of Ruina

N/A

Limbus Company

N/A

Girls Front Line

N/A

Honkai Star Rail

Dear, would you be so kind as to help me with this?-Kafka X Reader

Supply Run-Natasha X Reader

Serval, Yukong, Stelle X Fighter Reader

Hard Work-Qingque X Reader

Incorrect HSR X Reader Quotes

Never Fade Away-Firefly X Reader

A Few Seconds Too Late-Himeko, Kafka, and Yukong x Reader

Hypnotize Me!-March 7th X Vamp! Reader

Zenless Zone Zero

Kresnik Pt.1: Meeting-Belle X Reader

Kresnik Pt. 2: The Butcher-Belle X Reader

Belle X Mech Pilot Reader

Belle X Reader Who Likes To Be Stylish While Fighting

Reverse 1999

N/A

RWBY

Penny Polendina X Reader Relationship Headcannons

Yang, Weiss, And Nora X Kobeni-Esque Reader

Yang And Nora X Reader After Breaking Your Pelvis

Fatal Illusion-Cinder Fall X Reader

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang

Bleach

Shoot The Works-Tier Harribel X Reader

Retsu Unohana And Sui-Feng X Powerful Himbo Reader

Rukia Kuchki And Retsu Unohana X Eternally Sleepy Reader

Isane Kotetsu x Secret Admirer Reader

Rukia Kuchki And Artist Reader

Elisabeth Blantorche And Rangiku Matsumoto Taking Care Of Sick Reader

Chainsaw man

N/A

Jujutsu Kaisen

N/A

Fate Grand Order alongside Fate and TYPE MOON in general

Cold-Barghest X Reader

Death By Snu Snu-Tamamo No Mae, Nero Claudius, & BB

Death By Snu Snu-Penthesilea, Caenis, Medea, Medusa, And Atalante Alter

Fighting Off The Summer Sun-Rin Tohsaka X Vamp! Reader

Luvia With A S/O Who Grew Up Poor

Danganronpa

N/A

Persona

Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru, And Sumiere With A Reader Who Flips A Coin To Make Decisions

Granblue Fantasy

Beatrix With A Shy Reader Who Can Make Her Blush With Ease

King Of Fighters

Death By Snu Snu-Leona Heidern And Mai Shiranui X Reader

Death By Snu Snu-King, Mai Shiranui, and Chizuru Kagura

King's Reaction To Being Called Hot In Her Suit And Tie

Tekken

Nina Williams X Reader Who Was Frozen Around The Same Time She Was

A Vampire, A Devil, And Lycoris-Reina X Reader

Guilty Gear

Sleeping With Testament As It Storms

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang

Testament Struggling To Find An Engagement Gift For You

Blazblue

Death By Snu Snu-Nine The Phantom and Litchi Faye Ling

Kokonoe And Nine Having A Mother Daughter Rivalry Over You

Enjoy The Ride-Noel Vermillion X Reader

What Spending Time With Them Would Be Like-Nine, Kokonoe, Bullet, Makoto, Noel, Litchi, And Tsubaki X Reader

Under-Night-In-Birth

Kaguya And Eltnum With A Stoic Reader Who Is Easy To Fluster.

Wagner Comforting You After A Nightmare

Wagner X Touch Averse Reader

Alarms-Kokonoe X Reader

Skullgirls

N/A

Street Fighter

Death By Snu Snu-Karin Kanzuku And Cammy White

Death By Snu Snu-Marisa, A.K.I., And Poison

Resident Evil

N/A

Final Fantasy

N/A

Hi-Fi Rush

Peppermint With A Reader Who Tries And Fails To Not Look At Her Ass

Trails Of Cold Steel

N/A

Fear And Hunger & Fear And Hunger: Termina

N/A

River City Girls

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang