#LIKE WHAT DID U THIN K HE WAS GONNA DO

[bl4cktourmaline]

haiiii may i request tsumugi with a chubby insecure gf and he reassures her how he finds her beautiful and loves her and stuff hehehehe thank u :3

🎋 . 鳥居 — aoba tsumugi

✿ — ♬ ⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ : yue is typing... ✉!

✿ — ↻ SYNOPSIS : aoba tsumugi with a chubby girlfriend who is insecure...

✿ — ♯ GENRE : fluff, female reader.

✿ — ↠ NOTE : pyon-yahoo~ first time writing for tsumugi and not gonna lie, I have so much fun with this one?! Chubby people are so cute like they would give the best hugs 🥺👉👈 I hope I did tsumugi's characteristics justice though!!

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✿ — ► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : happiness featuring aoba tsumugi...

ᝰ The day you started dating Tsumugi was when he accidentally confessed his feelings towards you. It wasn't planned, his heart just couldn't bear to see you looking so down...

ᝰ Ever since that fateful day, your entire world change. Whenever you look at his kind eyes, all you could see in them was pure adoration...it is sweet, dark gold in colour as honey.

ᝰ He was exactly that. Throughout your relationship with him, he was so sweet to you... he always put you as his top priority such as when you get sick? He would go to work and take the rest of the day off so he could take care of you.

ᝰ But despite all that, dark thoughts would still cross the back of your mind and it's become more noticeable when you are alone...

Under the dark sky, the room was pitch black with the moonlight shining through the window.

Standing in front of you was a full body mirror, checking yourself out as a simple (colour) dress, reaching your knees with lace decorating its pleated skirt and sleeves.

You bought the dress a few days ago on your way home from work and now you're just trying it out. You really like how you look but in the privacy of your home where there is no one, no light and no sound...

You stared at the mirror with a puzzled expression on your face staring back at you. It is a cute dress and you really like it when you buy it on a whim but...

There was nothing that could stop the voices of doubt from making their way into the back of your mind, repeating over and over again, making you feel more self-conscious of your body type.

Is it too tight around the waist and chest?

The dress is ruined now from how much you're stretching it.

Nobody wants to see you in that thing.

You frowned, grabbed a blanket and completely covered the mirror with it. You take a few steps back, bumping into the dresser in the process as a few items fall onto the ground near your feets.

One of them was an idol magazine with its pages wide open, featuring multiple beautiful people. Thin and petite...you know that is the standard beauty no matter what others said otherwise.

BEEP!

A notification...

You grabbed your phone from the bed, switching it on as a text message pop out on the screen;

Mugi ♡ :

(name), I got some of your favourite desserts.

I thought you would like them after a long day at work.

"He is too sweet..." You faintly smiled at your boyfriend's kindness.

Tsumugi is your first boyfriend and he is one of the few people who always gives you confidence but he is also a popular idol meaning he will meet other celebrities...

Beautiful celebrities...more beautiful than you.

He might dump you for someone better than you.

You have no place standing next to him.

"..."

CREAK...!

"(name), are you there-?" He stopped, caught by surprise at the sight of your reddish face.

"M-Mugi...?" Your voice cracked.

Tsumugi looked at you with worried eyes, dropping what he was holding and immediately walked up to you as he placed a hand on your right cheek.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a soft tone, gently wiping a single teardrop that fell from your (colour) eyes.

"..."

You didn't even realize that you were crying...

Feeling ashamed, you turned your face away "I'm fine..."

"(name)..."

Tsumugi is stunned, he didn't know what to do at first but then he caught sight of the magazine a few feets away from where you were and that single glance at it was enough to tell him what was going on.

He turned to look at his girlfriend and took a hold of your hand which made you look up at him.

The look he was giving you almost made your heart stop.

Golden dilated pupils staring deep into your eyes as if he was looking at something precious...

The thought makes you blush.

"(name), you are worthy of love and respect...you are beautiful, kind and considerate so please don't think badly of yourself..." Tsumugi smiled gently, faint pink spread across his cheeks.

"... because you are my happiness"

[eddieswh0r]

It Takes One To Know One.

Eddie Munson FanFic.

Part 2.

Summary: you and Eddie get closer and someone doesn’t like it.

Warnings: Swearing, mild violence,

Word count: out the window 😅

The S M U T is on it’s way in part 3 guys, brace yourselves 👀

P l e a s e leave feedback or I have no clue if you’re enjoying it🤷🏻‍♀️

Enjoy you bunch of f r e a k s. 🫶🏼

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. . .

Nearly a week had passed since the events that took place. Jason kept an extremely close eye on you which wasn’t hard as you lived in the same house and he took you too and from school. You remember that first day back at school after Jason gave Eddie that beating, the whispers in the hallway about what had happened all because Eddie took advantage of you. But that wasn’t true, he never did such a thing but you still never cleared up the rumours. Eddies locker got trashed, people even went out of their way to make posters calling him a predator and a creep, if the whole school didn’t hate him before, they sure did now. But one thing was eating you up, the guilt, the sheer guilt of it all. You knew Eddie wasn’t a bad guy, let’s face it he’s a freak but he would never do such a thing, you saw that when you looked in his eyes, his soft big brown eyes, you couldn’t shake the look of fear in face when he looked up at you to just tell the truth, it was eating you alive. You’d not seen him since, not even in the cafeteria. You’d over heard Dustin saying that Eddie was nowhere to be seen, not even at d&d. That wasn’t like him, he ALWAYS went, he was the dungeon master or so you’d heard, why wasn’t he there, where was he?

. . .

“Y/n, get in the car, c’mon” Jason called over to you as you walked out the school doors.

“Hey, uhm, I’m gonna stay behind in class today, for extra credits you know?”

“What?! You never do that, you fucking hate school”

“Yeah I know but I kinda wanna graduate this year” you replied with a slight chuckle, Jason agreed that it was the best for you and off he and Chrissy went. You waved them off and watched him drive away out of sight. You walked forward, not backwards into the school, it wasn’t extra credit you wanted, you didn’t care about that. You knew exactly where you wanted to go and made your way.

You turned left into a trailer park, looking around there was a clapped out car, a dog on some rope barking.

“Which one is it!!” You muttered to yourself, pure guilt eating you up inside. You looked over passed the metal fence and there it was, Eddies van. You made your way over with bated breath.

A quick knock on the door and you stood on the step waiting looking at the egg yolk stained trailer, you knew what that was from. You decided this was a terrible idea and turned heel.

“No he is NOT a satanic predator nor is he a freak, leave us alone” a gruff stern voice called. You turned back around to face this thin, balding man who actually scared you a little bit.

“Hi. Uhm.. Mr. Munson? no, I- is, is Eddie in? I’d like to see him please” you spoke softly with a half smile, just to let him know you weren’t there to throw more eggs or argue about the fact everyone thought Eddie was a Satan worshipper. Mr. Munsons face softened, relived that he wouldn’t have to try and clean egg yolk off the trailer on such a hot day or defend his nephew once again. A swift nod and Mr Munson opened the trailer door wider to let you past.

. . .

“He’s gonna appreciate this you know” Wayne spoke as you stood in the kitchen. “He’s had no friends visit since, since he was beat up, he wouldn’t tell me why or how but I know he’s in a pretty bad way, no school, not even d&d, but I won’t dwell, I’ve got work.. he’s in his room, go ahead, I’ll see ya around kid.” And with a quick nod and smile, Mr. Munson picked up his cigarettes and lighter and left.

You stood looking around, it wasn’t much. All different caps hung on the wall, cigarette butts in the ashtray and the faint smell of beer from crushed up cans laying about on the kitchen side. You made your way down the hall hearing faint music playing, you knew it, Iron Maiden. You prepared yourself and knocked.

“Wayne, I’m not hungry man.” Softly spoken, you could only just hear it, fuck it. You pushed the door open and there he was, topless on his bed, turned away, facing the wall. His hair was covering half his face, you studied him. Bruised back, bruised side. An overwhelming amount of guilt washed over you, why didn’t you help him, he’s not a bad guy. You gulped, hard, it was now or never.

“E-Eddie?.. hey, uhm.. I just wanted too, I just- I- I-“ Eddie instantly knew it was you, he didn’t even turn around to look at you.

“Please, get out Carver. Leave”

There was no anger in his voice, but you could hear the hurt, softly spoken almost a whisper.

“Eddie please, I want to talk..” almost begging him, you couldn’t deal with the guilt and you needed him to be okay. He didn’t deserve what happened and you fucking knew that.

“Talk? TALK?!” He sat up turning towards you, holding his side. A split in his lip and under both of his eyes, dark purple and yellowing. The darker bruises had started to fade only just but his face was a mess, purple and yellow bruises covered the left side of his ribs and round to his stomach. your eyes pricked with tears. This was your fault.

“Yeah right, how about we fucking talk then? Let’s talk about how you didn’t fucking speak up when I needed you? No help at all? Not even the fucking truth from you y/n!! I asked you to tell them.. I FUCKING asked you man. And nothing.”

You couldn’t handle it anymore, the tears fell and you walked over in front of him, your hands placed on top of one of his while he still continued holding his side with the other, you kneeled down between his legs which hung over the side of his bed, all hate for him vanished. He was vulnerable now, he was exposed, a side of him you’d never seen.

“Please Eddie” you whispered. “Scream at me, shout at me, do whatever. I know I deserve it. I should have spoken up I kn-“

“Is there any point? What? So you can run back to your brother and I’m in for another beating? I’m not some fucking predator like everyone is saying y/n, I wanted to help. I didn’t wanna leave you in that state cos I’d never have forgiven myself if say you’d choked on your own vomit in your sleep. I’m a good fucking guy, I didn’t deserve that. I really fucking didn’t Carver.” His voice breaking at the end of speaking, he whipped his hand from underneath yours and dropped his head into his hands. You didn’t know what to do, your stomach dropped, he wasn’t this big scary terrifying freak, he was a sensitive, caring human being. You moved his hands away from his face, placing your hands on his cheeks.

“Eddie, wether you believe me or not, I am so fucking sorry. I will never forgive myself for this. You’re- you’re not what I thought you were.. you’re caring, gentle, kind.. and I’m hoping you’re also a forgiving person? But hey.. I wouldn’t forgive me either. I’m a freak”

You made your hands into a fist and pretended to stab yourself in the heart. A light faint chuckle left his lips and your heart warmed. You looked into his eyes, boy those big brown soft eyes, since the kiss in the woods you couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter what. You still hated him at that point but now? All hate had faded away and you were left longing just to see him smile again. He cared and you knew he did, you were like him but you could never admit that.

. . .

“So you see, that’s how you start the BEST campaign.” Eddie laughed and it made your heart flutter. You’d been speaking for hours now and you realised, you’re the female version of him but you hid it from everyone, because Jason was your brother and you HAD to fit in. He was explaining D&D to you, watching his face light up as he explained his passion really made your heart full, he had the most infectious laugh. You glanced over at the clock, 1:30am.

“Fuck. FUUUUCK. Eddie I need to get home, I only said I was staying behind in class for extra credit”

“Come on, I’ll drive you home, I think I can manage that” he smiled nodding down to his ribs. “I could do with some air anyway.”

You gathered your things and head out to his van, driving down the roads to your house in silence while the low hums of music played. You leant your head back and listened, of course he was playing Ozzy but you didn’t have to hide the fact you liked it, not to him anyway. Eddie pulled up a couple of houses away, he wasn’t wanting to have another beating again.

“Home Sweet Home” he glanced over to you with a smile, you threw your bag over your shoulder, you didn’t want to leave him, in fact you wanted nothing more than to stay in his company.

“So.. am I forgiven now?” You looked up through your eyelashes at him, a gentle smile on his face.

“Hm, I’m not so sure you know? You’ve a lot of making up to do” he chuckled and so did you, as you opened the door and went to get out he placed his hand on your thigh.

“Hey, before you go I just wanna say Thankyou, you’re alright I guess Carver” with a wink he squeezed your thigh and then placed it back on the wheel. You smiled at him and closed the door, quiet as you could. You walked round the front of the van to the sidewalk and made your way to your house. You turned slightly and held up your hand to wave bye and as he drove past slowly he hung his head out the window.

“Laters, baby.”

And that’s when you knew.

. . .

You closed the door as quietly as you could behind you, creeping down the hallway into the kitchen to get a bottle of water which you always did before bed. You crept into the kitchen only to be met by a dark figure sat at the table.

“Staying behind for extra credit were ya?” A dark tone in his voice.

“Jason, I-.”

“Where were you y/n!!”

“I went to, uhm, to you know, you know my friend Ashley? I was studying with her” you forced a fake smile shrugging it off and grabbed your bottle from the fridge. Jason grabbed your shoulder spinning round to him.

“Do NOT fucking lie to me, tell me why you smell of cigarettes and beer.” He narrowed his eyes glaring at you.

“You’ve been with that FREAK, HAVEN’T YOU” Jasons voice particularly loud now, he pinned your shoulder against the fridge.

“Ow! Jason, get off, you’re hurting me!”

“Fucking tell me the truth, don’t lie to me y/n, I fucking KNOW you have, it’s written ALL. OVER. YOUR. FACE.”

You glanced down at your feet knowing you couldn’t lie for shit, he knew and there was nothing you could do. You held your cheek, tears forming in your eyes as Jason’s hand connected with your face, you wanted to run, far away and you knew exactly where you’d go.

“Wait till I see that FREAK, he’s got it coming, he’ll be fucking sorry” Jason gave you a shove and you fell back into the fridge, as you watched him walk away the tears fell, you never wanted to let your brother down but the connection with Eddie was growing stronger and you couldn’t deny that, well on your part it was.

. . .

You walked into the cafeteria, a slight noticeable bruise on your cheek. There was murmurs from different people which you ignored just thinking it was about your bruise.

“HEY FREAK!!!” You looked round to see Jason making his way to the Hellfire table, you’d convinced Eddie the previous night to come back to school, maybe that was a mistake. Shit.

“HEY!!! I’M TALKING TO YOU, FREAK”

The whole cafeteria was watching open mouthed. Eddie stayed sat talking to his friends, trying to ignore the fact that Jason was gunning for him. Before he knew it he was being dragged out of his seat.

“I SAID I’M FUCKING TALKING TO YOU!! You think you can keep my sister locked in at yours..” Jason was now completely twisting things and you couldn’t bare to watch, not again. Eddie grabbed Jason’s hands and threw them off him.

“You have no idea do you Jason, y/n came to me. On her own. I didn’t FORCE y/n to do anything”

“That’s not what she told me FREAK.”

What? Did you hear that right? You never said anything, you wanted to run, but this time you marched towards your brother, shoving him away from Eddie.

“Hey! Dumbass, I didn’t say shit to you” you call out while giving Jason yet another shove to his shoulder. “…And while we’re on the subject” you jumped up onto the Hellfire table

“This person here..” you shouting pointing towards Eddie “…He is THE most kind, caring human I’ve ever met, he didn’t do ANYTHING to me at all the night of the party apart from look after my drunk ass and he ended up getting a beating from my so called dumb fuck brother. And YES last night I was with Eddie and we spoke for hours and hours and if you all bothered to stop your shitty lives for just a second you’d see how AMAZING he is!!” You let out a breath looking at every one stare at you. Dustin, Gareth and the rest of the Hellfire table had the biggest grins on their faces you’d ever seen. Jason stood there glaring at you, brows furrowed.

“You’re nothing to me, don’t ever think you’ll sit with us, hang with us or anything. You’ve lost all your friends, you’re done. You’re a freak” Jason said in a low tone. You got down from the table and watched Jason walk away. The whole cafeteria continued doing their own thing.

“See, i told you, you’re a freak. It takes one to know one.” Eddie grinned from ear to ear putting his hand on your shoulder.

. . .

Part 3

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[survey--s]

313.

~HABiTS~

Do you tend to speed when you drive? Yeah, it happens. I mean, I’m concentrating on the road, not sitting there and staring at my speedo constantly.

Do you smoke cigarettes? No.

Does your temper flare a lot? I rarely get properly angry, but I am quite easily irritated.

Do you get emotional easily? Not as much as I used to.

Do you get obnoxious when you're drunk? Nah, I just tend to talk a lot more, but I don’t really drink at all anymore.

Which shoe goes on first? Uh, the left hand side mostly.

Are you lazy? Yes and no. I mean, I work for myself and I’m good at getting things done if needs be, but on my days off I am quite happy to do absolutely nothing lol.

Name one thing you do that people always tell you about. Talk about the animals too much.

Are you superstitious? No.

Do you get bored with relationships quickly? No.

Can you sleep without blankets covering you? Not unless I’m absolutely exhausted.

What position do you sleep in? Curled over on my side - normally my right but sometimes my left too.

What do you do when you're angry? Cry.

What do you do when you're sad? Go silent.

Who do you call when you have a bad day? My mum, hahah. I had one of those stressful days yesterday and the first thing I did when I finished was ring my mum, lol.

-Y0UR ABC'S-

A - is for the last person that made you ANGRY. Other dog owners who don’t put their bloody dogs on leads.

B - is for BEER you prefer. I don’t really drink beer at all.

C - is for do you have a CAT? Yeah, we have three black cats.

D - is for can you DANCE? Yeah, I did quite a few dance classes when I was younger.

E - is for do you have your EARS pierced? Yeah, three in each earlobe as well as my right cartilage.

F - is for your best FRIEND. Mike.

G - is for did you ever watch GUTS on Nickelodeon? I have absolutely no idea what that is, so I��m gonna go with no.

H - is for the last person who HUGGED you? Mike.

I - is for close your eyes.. what IMAGE do you see? Blackness.

J - is for have you ever been to JAIL? No.

K - is for when is the last time you flew a KITE? Never.

L - is for the LOVE of your life. My husband.

M - is for the last piece of MAIL you got. An MOT reminder.

N - is for do you remember NERF guns? Sure. I’ve never used one though.

O - is for do you OWN a car? I do indeed.

P - is for your favorite PASTTIME. Spending with my animals, surveys, sleeping, watching TV, going out for meals, horse-riding, going to the beach etc.

Q - is for do you like peace & QUIET? Definitely. I get really stressed if it’s too noisy.

R - is for do you like the color RED? Yeah, but darker shades of red like burgundy.

S - is for how many hours of SLEEP you need to function? I mean, I can cope for a day on no sleep, but ideally, 7-8 hours.

T - is for what TIME is it? It’s 3.45pm.

U - is for what is UNDER your bed? Loads of Mike’s stuff as he seems to use it as some kind of storage area.

V - is for what you did last VALENTINE'S day. Uh, I think we got takeaway for dinner.

W - is for do you drink a lot of WATER? No. I don’t like plain water.

X - is for have you ever had an X-RAY? Yeah, several on my teeth as well as a couple others when I’ve fractured bones.

Y - is for the last person you YELLED at. I don’t really yell.

Z - is for have you ever watched ZORRO? No, I don’t think so.

-RAND0M-

Who do you wish you could hang out with right now? I’m happy enough on my own for the moment, but Mike is due home pretty soon.

Name one thing you absolutely can not stand. Drivers who don’t use their indicators.

Where do you spend most of your time? When I’m not at work, I’m generally at home on the sofa, lol.

If you could fly, where would you go first? The Seychelles.

What was the best vacation you've ever been on? I have great memories of our holidays to Italy, Sardinia, Canada and Switzerland.

Have you ever hit a squirrel when you were driving? I’m sure I have.

Did your car ever break down? It’s never broken down as such, but I have had punctures/flats a few times.

What's your favorite thing to do on the weekend? Relax, catch up on sleep, go for meals, spend time with Mike.

What radio station do you listen to most often? Radio One.

Pick one: Papa John's, Dominoes, or Pizza Hut. Pizza Hut.

What is the longest amount of time you've been awake? Uh, just over 48 hours, but I then slept for nearly 24 hours in a row hahah.

What would you do if you found out the world was ending in one week? I mean, what could I do?

Do scary movies make you paranoid when you watch them alone? I just don’t watch scary movies to begin with.

Name one thing you've lied about recently. How well-behaved a clients’ dog was on a walk, lol. She’s such a nice person and I hate having to tell her that her dog is a struggle at times.

What is the worst movie you've ever seen? Big Momma’s House 2.

Who was the first person to ever give you flowers? Probably my parents.

[parttimepuff]

So when are you gonna meet the Kirby? It won’t be that bad, I promise! You’re just making it worse by waiting

Beep stared at her father, waiting for his answer. "…Gremlin told him about me. I'll… be meeting him in a week." Reverie informed, clearly nervous. There was no going back now. "You’re doing it…" His daughter mumbled, just as worried. "…you know, gremlin gets along with his, Kirby. Even after he uh…" She trailed off, not wanting to say it aloud. He knew exactly what she meant.

"Y-yeah, that's true. They figured things out. And, this Kirby hasn't done anything to me personally, so… we should be able to work things out." Reverie rambled, just trying to reassure them both. The Matter was uncomfortable just mentioning him, hoping they could move on to something else now. "Yeah… you, you will. You will." Beep agreed. "I will." The Dream Fae confirmed, nodding and falling silent. By now, it was obvious that he had to explain his past to her. He just had to do it. Just say it. Just explain. "My Kirby, he uh… I, met him when he was really young." Reverie finally forced himself to start, already regretting it. "…you did?" Beep hesitantly asked, guessing this was going to lead into a story she didn't want to hear. "Yeah. I had… I came to Popstar cause I… needed a new place to stay. Figured out pretty fast that I couldn't really make many dreams at once. And, I got greedy. I like being tall, so I tried to get more the easy way. From, Well." He confessed.

"…like Gremlin." Beep realized. While Reverie was a it stunned that she knew this much about his mirror's side of things, he couldn't be derailed from this. "Like Grem, yeah. I got trapped. It was, really scary. Well made it easier, though." He remembered, the one truly good thing about that mistake. "A-and then, I… got out. Kirby was there. I didn't know then, but he… he was the one who let me out." The Dream Fae continued.

Slowly, Beep started shaking. Kirby must have let him out to kill him. That’s what he does, isn’t it? Her father noticed her shaking and felt terrible for spurring it on. But he couldn't stop his story, not before she understood what he was so afraid of. "I-I ran away. He didn't-he wasn't the one to chase me." Reverie elaborated. That surprised her. "H. He d-didn’t?" She questioned. "N-no… No, he came after…" The Dream Fae paused, struggling to get it out.

"After… a-after Dedede."

Beep abruptly stopped shaking. Something was starting to click about the way he hesitated about the king. "…Dedede?" She repeated. "H-he… trapped me, in Well. He was w-waiting for me. He was waiting when, I got out." Reverie explained, feathers rising. "He was the one tha-at chased me. That atta-acked me a-and…" All his feathers were fluffed up now. "He-e tried to k-kill me. But he couldn't. Because that's not, n-not how it works." The Dream Fae broke down, on the verge of sobbing.

The Matter's pupil became paper thin. "I’ll kill him." Beep promised. She hated seeing him in pain like this so, so much. He violently shook his head. "No, you won't. He'll ta-ake you from me." Reverie cried. She was going to fight back, but stopped. "Is th-that why you’re scared of him?" She asked. "I-it's one reason, he…" Her father choked up. Even despite his own experience with the shadow king, this [art was the hardest for him to share. Especially with her.

"He collects Matters. U-uses them to be, to be stronger. He didn't when he got me, but now… He-e's a monster." Reverie revealed to her. The Matter started shaking again. Not just in fear this time, but with rage. A need for vengeance. And he noticed. "…I-I didn't want to tell you… I don't… I can't lose you." He confessed, tears streaming down his face. "YOU WON'T!" Beep shouted, before she, too, started to cry. "You won’t." She repeated, softly.

Reverie just sobbed. It was a lot, all that weight he'd been carrying, but he had done it. He'd actually, fully explained himself. It didn't erase his pain, but maybe it would prevent further pain for the both of them. Gently, Beep tried to smooth some of his feathers down. "B-but you don’t have to go back, ever… we can stay here." She assured him. He nodded, not able to bring himself to talk anymore.

His daughter wiped at her tears before hugging him. A gesture he readily returned. She was starting to understand now. Why he acted the way he did. Why this hurt him so much. Why it had been so hard for him to share. It hurt her, too, but understanding these things was what they both needed.

[barkjunhee]

2 minutes in and i’m already crying... this is going to be a wild ride

[baraqi]

thoughts about somnophilia w/ sunoo? (with consent ofc bcs that's a must!)

warnings: somnophilia (ofc lol), soft dom!sunoo, kinda perv!sunoo, afab sub! reader, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, fem terms/pet names are used for reader, reader has a wet dream and sunoo wakes her to make it become a reality.

(this has been sitting in my inbox for a while i’m sorry abt the wait anon😭 combining this with a morning sex with sunoo ask i got a couple days ago too)

(kinda piggybacking off the perv!sunoo post in my masterlist lol) sunoo was always so considerate with u. u both were each other’s first for everything. he would never want to scare u away.

but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t have the most filthy thoughts about u.

you’ve had sex with each other before, many times in fact. but it was the same thing every time for the most part. u seemed to enjoy it so he didn’t wanna push ur boundaries unless u made the first move. so when u had brought up somnophilia, his brain short circuited. “would u ever wanna try it?”

he could’ve came right there. “yeah sure of course. whatever you want, angel,” he replied, kissing ur forehead. “when?”

“surprise me”

oh he’ll surprise u alright. the next morning actually.

he woke up before u, like most days. he didn’t bother changing out of his pajamas and just brushed his teeth and went back in bed with u to go on his phone until u woke up. and he did just that. until u starting making lil noises in ur sleep.

at first he thought u were having a nightmare but then he caught on when u started whimpering and grinding on his thigh. then he remembered what u said yesterday. he wanted to hold back for some reason.

“hnng sunnyyy. want.” k that’s it.

he carefully freed his leg from between urs and crawled in between ur legs. lucky for him, u were only wearing panties and a shirt. so he pulls ur shirt up a bit and sees a lil wet patch. his heart warms at the fact that u want him even in ur dreams, with no clue of what’s abt to happen.

he slowly rubs his thumb up and down ur slit through the thin fabric then circles around ur clothed clit, still hearing ur sleepy heavy breathing. he places a soft kiss to ur bud, making u mewl and making him hold back a giggle at how cute u are all desperate for him and u don’t even know it.

he decides he’s done teasing u and carefully spreads ur legs a bit more. he looks at ur sleepy face one more time and kisses ur thigh, then moves ur panties to the side, a string of ur wetness following it. he wraps his plump lips around ur clit and u sharply buck ur hips into him, throbbing between his lips. he begins to lap at ur sensitive bud as u start to stir.

u feel butterflies in ur whole body while ur hips move so u look down and see ur heavenly boyfriend licking ur pussy and smiling like it’s his new favorite ice cream. the sight’s just too fucking hot. “good morning, princess,” he says innocently while staring up at u. u whimper as u run ur fingers through his hair. he continues to fuck u with his tongue, then lifts his head to ask, “you seemed to really be enjoying your dream just now. do you wanna tell me about it, pretty?” he leaves open mouthed kisses on ur pussy as u try to form sentences. “we were h-here… and th-then you pulled me int-to your lap n started to touch me… a-and everything felt s-so good,” u groan. “oh baby i’m gonna make you feel even better,” he breathes out as he rises onto his knees to kick off his sweatpants and free his cock from his boxers, groaning as he strokes himself while admiring ur body beneath him all spread and vulnerable just for him. only for his eyes. “so fucking beautiful,” he says while he tugs at his length. he grabs the base of his cock and teases around ur leaky hole. “do you want this as badly as i do, baby?” “y-yes sunny please i need you,” you whimper out while reaching for his arms. he lowers himself so he’s on top of u with a soft smile, faces centimeters apart. “i love you so much” he says before connecting his lips with yours while slowly pushing himself into u. he smiles against ur lips, swallowing up all the cute sounds you make while he shallowly thrusts into u. u both don’t speak, just whine each other’s names and moan as if it was ur first time altogether, hands laced together on the mattress and feeling every little movement of his cock and arching ur back when he hits that gummy spot inside of u that he loves so much.

“sun i’m so close please so fucking close,” you whine, breaking the silence.

“i know, love, can feel you clenching. wanna cum with me, precious?”

“fuckk yes want it so bad”

“want it inside, baby? want me to breed your pretty little pussy? take my cummies like a good girl?” he moves his hand between ur thighs and rubs tight circles on ur clit while u move ur hips up for more.

“yes sunoo fuck please give it to me!"

with a final movement of his hips ur coming undone around him as he spills his load into u, groaning while his ministrations on ur swollen pink bud slow to a stop as u catch ur breath.

u lay in silence for a while, basking in each other’s presence, feeling his cum start to dribble out of u and onto the sheets. he hears a sound of discomfort leave ur lips and looks down to see his seed come into view as ur pussy clenches around nothing.

“my pretty baby always takes everything i give her,” he kisses ur forehead. “i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too, sun” u reply as u press ur lips sleepily against his.

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laszlo kreizler nsfw alphabet

so yeah this... Happened. the zemo version is coming soon, stay tuned! (probably tomorrow morning bc a bitch is tired lmao)

(gif credit to @lindir)

A = Aftercare.

Laszlo is such an aftercare king. He’s checking on you in every way he can think of: asking you if you feel alright, maybe massaging your hips if he had you in a weird position, offering you dinner or wine, maybe even a hot bath, if you’d like (and the bath would have special perfumed oils he had sent from Paris because Laszlo is SUCH a self care whore, he’s got soaps and perfumes out the wazoo).

B = Body Part.

His favorite part of yours are your breasts. No questions, hands down. He likes using your breasts as a pillow at night— just settling himself between your legs and resting his head on your tits is a dream he indulges in frequently. He also really loves seeing you in the new French-style of dresses that have a lower neckline, and, if you wear one of those dresses to dinner without telling him beforehand, he’s as good as gone. He’s staring the whole time and can only manage simple sentences.

C = Cum.

I think Laszlo likes to cum inside you, but he also wouldn’t mind cumming on your tits. If you’re on your knees, sucking him off, he’ll pull himself out of your mouth and almost rip your blouse in his haste to set your tits free before his orgasm rips through him. He only chooses to cum inside you if he can’t cum on your tits (for example, if you’re having slow, kissy sex and he can’t bear to leave your wet heat).

D = Dirty Secret.

Laszlo. Loves. To. Be. Degraded. From a psychological standpoint, he understands that his desire to be brought down and ridiculed is born from some sort of childhood trauma that DEFINITELY involves his father, but he just can’t help himself from getting so ridiculously turned on when you call him a dog for humping your leg while you try to sleep. Bonus points if you use his title while you do it: “Just like a little bitch in heat, aren’t you, Doctor Kreizler? You’re so aroused, you can hardly handle yourself. Are you too dumb to touch your own cock? Do you need me to do it? Oh, Doctor, what a dumb little thing you are.”

E = Experience.

Even Daniel himself has said that Laszlo has like NO experience. Laszlo got ZERO bitches (which I find hard to believe but ok whatever you say, writers of The Alienist), so, the first time y’all have sex, he’s more likely than not losing his virginity (let’s not get into the debate of “virginity is a social construct” because a.) IT IS and b.) Laszlo would lecture for hours about this). HOWEVER, these things come naturally to him. He is just Good In Bed. He figures it out very quickly, so, while you make fun of him for going a little stupid when he’s aroused, he makes up for it by bruising your cervix and apologizing later.

F = Favourite Positions.

Laszlo loves that soft, slow, kissy sex, so he’s into whatever position makes it possible for him to be inside you and to kiss you at the same time. Missionary is a go to, but sometimes he’ll have you sit on his desk and kiss your neck as he hikes your skirts up and fucks you all slow and nice.

G = Goofy.

Hardly ever? Laszlo is pretty serious most of the time, and the only time we ever see him Not Serious in the show is when he’s wasted after John’s bachelor party in season 2. So, maybe y’all went to dinner at Delmonico’s, then a ball for members of high society, and he had a little too much champagne and schnapps. He’s not like giggling and all, but his cheeks are red and he’s smiling more than usual, and calling you sweet names “Oh, mein Kätzchen” and “Meine kleine Prinzessin”. That’s Laszlo’s version of goofy.

H = Hair.

OK, my train of thought here is: LOOK AT THIS MAN’S BEARD. HIS BEARD IS NICE AS SHIT. If he treats his facial hair that good— regular trims, the beard oils we all know he uses, even if it isn't strictly canon— then his downstairs hair is nice too. Definitely soft, if maybe a little wiry sometimes (but tbh whose isn’t), and it’s a nice little cropping at the base of his cock. He also has a thin happy trail up his soft tummy, and a good amount on his chest (as we see in the show lol that much is canon).

I = Intimacy.

Laszlo is ALL ABOUT intimacy. You’ll know he’s in a ~mood~ because you’ll ask what’s being served at Delmonico’s that night, and Laszlo is like “I thought we might stay in tonight. John gave me his grandmother’s recipe for chicken soup”. He’ll light candles and pour you wine and play nice music on his gramophone, and he’ll romance you throughout dinner with little hand touches and sly smiles, until he’s kneeling in front of you and slowly kissing up your leg.

J = Jack-Off.

Honestly, he hardly does it. Of course, I’m sure he did it A LOT before he met you, but now he doesn’t need to pleasure himself anymore. He’s got you to do that. The only exception is if he has to travel for work and you can’t go with him. Even then, he’ll hold off until he absolutely can’t stand it, and then he’ll like read a letter you sent him or look at a sketch that John did of you while he whacks off; sometimes, he’ll just hold your letter to his face, and the faint trace of your perfume is enough to do the job.

K = Kink.

He likes impact play a lot (and perhaps a little roleplay wrapped up in it). On the rare occasion that his fucking is anything but soft and lovely, he’s gonna be hitting your ass and the backs of your thighs as you cling to him while he rails you stupid. Laszlo would try to hit your cheek, but he feels too bad when you wince at the pain of it. Spanking your tits is good to him too. His favorite though (and here’s where the roleplay comes in), is caning your ass. He’ll bend you over the desk in his home office and pull your skirts up past your hips, and he’ll make you count the amount of times his thick wooden cane connects with your soft asscheeks. The roleplay is, more often than not, you were his assistant who did something wrong and needed to be punished. If you miss one or forget to thank him accordingly “Thank you, sir”, he’ll focus the next hit on your thighs.

L = Location.

Either the bed or his desk. Laszlo is a little older (I don’t think we ever get an explicit age? But if we say he’s the same age as Daniel, then he’s 40 to 42-ish) so he can’t do it against a wall or anywhere too crazy (not to mention his right arm can hardly support much weight, so if he needs to hold you up, it’s probably not gonna happen). The bed is a special time for you two because of his arm; he’ll hold himself up with his left arm and rest his hand on your hip or wherever to give himself at least a little leverage. But the desk is usually easier because you can sit, or you can bend over and he can grab your hip.

M = Motivation.

He loves you and wants to worship you. It’s truly as simple as that. He loves you and thinks that you’re the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen, and he wants to show his reverence for you by making love to you.

N = No.

He can’t get into the role of “daddy”, nor can he call you “mommy”. Childhood trauma aside, he will be goddamned if Sigmund fucking Freud is correct about his bullshit Oedipus complex or whatever, so he just eliminates that whole thing entirely.

O = Oral.

He’s very good at it. He’s just… His lips are soft and his beard is good, and he’s not afraid to get a little messy with it. He’ll eat you out until he absolutely has to come up for air, and he’ll have a little bit of your wetness clinging to his mustache, but then he’s right back in it. His medical degree is also put to good use here because he remembers his female anatomy and he’s locked onto your clit the entire time. The first time you ever squirted, it was because Laszlo was nipping at your clit and sucking your wet little hole and pressing his thick fingers into you, and it was A Lot To Process, but you squirted and Laszlo came in his pants instantly because he’s like “I didn’t think women could actually do that… I thought that was a thing that penny novels made up”

P = Pace.

Again, he’s a little older, so he doesn’t fuck like some wild boy. He takes his time with you, touching you and caressing you and kissing you, and his pace is the same way. He’s slow and gentle, but has the capacity to go faster and harder if you ask for it.

Q = Quickie.

Hates them. Never. Never ever ever. If he can’t properly romance you and take his time with you, then what’s the point??

R = Risk.

Surprisingly, Laszlo is a little schemer, and he loves running a risk. He’s already looked down upon by other society members, so what’s the harm in squeezing your ass at a party? PERHAPS it’s inappropriate to get caught in a dark corner with your hand down his trousers and him kissing your neck, but it’s easy to blame it on the alcohol.

S = Stamina.

Once more, he is firmly middle aged, so he can do one round— maybe two, if he’s feeling particularly frisky. Usually, though, one is more than enough for both of you.

T = Toy.

HAVE YALL SEEN SEX TOYS FROM THE 1890S?? SHITS ARE SCARY. Laszlo does not like toys, but he understands their need for existing, so he may not like them but he tolerates them. That being said, he likes to watch you use them. LIke, he’ll sit in a chair by the bed and request you “put on a good show”, and he’ll watch you fall apart, and he’ll only come and touch you if you beg and plead for him to.

U = Unfair.

Mhm, so, in Laszlo’s mind, sex and pleasure are not just a give and take, it’s a two way street. They can (and often need to) coexist. He doesn’t like to initiate something if you won’t be able to reciprocate, so he’s not too into teasing or things. At the aforementioned parties, he’ll only goose your ass if he knows you’re 100% down for it.

V = Volume.

He’s fairly quiet. His mouth is usually really close to your ear, and you’re the only one who gets to hear his pretty little noises. The loudest he’ll be is when he’s come home after traveling and it’s felt like ages since he’s made love to you, he’s gonna come inside you, and his little gasp and moan are louder than usual.

W = Wild Card.

He is down to be tied up. He doesn’t like to tie you up, but if he’s the one being restrained, he’s all over it. It’s nothing too intense, just using a ribbon for your hair to tie his left hand to the headboard, not super tight but enough to make his fingers a little tingly, but he loves it. He loves the switch of the dynamic, how he’s fully at your mercy and you can use him however you please; usually, you just suck him off and ride him, but the endless possibilities get him hard as soon as you pull out the ribbon.

X = X-Ray.

Laszlo has Big Dick Energy, so he has to have a big dick. The best example of this sort of energy is in the very first episode after he goes and interviews Wolf, and comes to speak to Teddy, and Teddy is like “you interviewed the suspect? On whose authority??” and laszlo is like “Mine” like OH HIS DICK IS BIG I KNOW IT. He’s got an above average length and girth, but we know our man likes to eat, so some of his weight goes to his dick, so it’s like,,, He’s got a fat cock, sorry, I don’t make the rules

Y = Yearning.

Constantly. Neverending. He’s at work and he’ll catch a glimpse of a pastel drawing that you commissioned from John for Laszlo’s birthday that sits in a frame on his desk, and his heart starts to hurt from missing you. When he comes home, he’ll embrace you and kiss you like he hasn’t seen you in years, and he’ll want to hear all about your day. You have your doctor so whipped for you, and it’s a different kind of whipped than being pussy whipped. He’s, like, feelings whipped.

Z = ZZZ.

He’s a sleepy little baby after you guys finish. His eyes will be a little heavy and sticky as he’s cleaning up and caring for you (and you definitely coo at him “Oh, Las, you’re so sleepy!”) but when you’re both back in bed, our little man is circling his arm around your waist and nuzzling his cheek into your shoulder. He’s so soft and affectionate, and he’s out like a light when you kiss his forehead and tell him you love him.

[reidsahacker]

Welcome Home ;) pt.1

vinnie comes home from his week long business trip in new york to a very needy y/n.

words: 849

warnings: daddy kink, reader is a brat, masturbation (fem), degrading, semi phone sex. (let me know if i missed anything)

hi, sorry for not posting for so long. heres pt. 1 though. k bye luv u all! <3

vinnie has been in new york for a week, today he is finally coming home. the first couple days were okay, you missed him but it was manageable. the third and the fourth day were tough, you were starting to feel the throb in between your legs. the fifth day is the day you started to get needy, so needy that you started to tease vinnie. you knew it would get you in some trouble when he got home but it's nothing compared to what your actions on day six were about to get you.

you wake up this morning and lay in bed trying to subside the the throbbing in your core. vinnie comes home in a day and that is the only thing stopping you from getting yourself off. last night you decided to tease vinnie while on the phone, hoping it would get you something. all it got you was a light scolding about how you need to "quit being so needy" and "good girls wait patiently."

you roll over and grab your phone deciding to text vinnie. you click on his contact in your messages and type out a lil good morning text but before you send it you get an idea. you delete the message and go to your camera. you're in just his t-shirt and some little panties. you slip one hand into your panties and snap a photo. then you flip the camera and take a picture of your hand up your shirt grabbing your tit. you go back into you twos messages and upload the photos.

y/n

i miss u baby :(

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you wait a few moments until you see the little read 9:23 am pop up. you wait a little longer but there is no message. it then hits you that he is going to leave you on read. you were about to just give up and start getting ready for the day but then the idea hits you.

you go back to your camera, slide it over to video and flip it. you slip your hand back into ur panties. you press record and start rubbing your clit in slow circles. you can't help the whimpers that leave your mouth as your hand speeds up a bit. "feels so good daddy, wish it was your fingers." you moan out slipping your fingers into ur entrance.

you stop the video and get ready to send it, you know as soon as you do there is no going back but if this is what it takes to get fucked good when he gets home then it's what it takes.

y/n

;)

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it sends and in less than 2 minutes the little grey bubble pops up indicating he's typing. the go away after a minute and that's when your phone starts ringing. vinnie wants to facetime. you answer the phone and instantly slip your hand back into your panties but the camera stays on your face. you start circling your clit right as the call connects.

"what the fuck do you think you are doing?" vinnie asks through gritted teeth.

"i'm doing what you won't do daddy, i have needs too." you whimper out speeding up your fingers as you feel your orgasm near. you see the look in his eyes change and you know you should stop but you can't you're so damn close.

"you're being a slut, you can't even go a week without something huh? always needs to get off." he says in a tone that sends chills down your spine.

"mm'youre slut though daddy, mm'gonna c-cum." you moan out, as you start to reach your high.

"yeah? you gonna make a mess baby?" he says in a sweet tone.

"mmhm gonna make a mess all ov-" you stop hearing the sound of the call ending. tears fill your eyes with frustration, you were so close and you know that you aren't going to get back to where you were. you pull your hands out of your panties right as you hear the familiar ding meaning you got a text.

vin<3

so did you make a mess bunny?

y/n

fuck u

vin<3

awe don't be like that bunny, u broke the rules not me.

you think about answering but decided against it, you know you're just making things worse on yourself but you still have a day before he is home. you get out of bed deciding a nice cold shower is what you need. you walk into the bathroom and connect your phone to the speaker and pick a playlist. you turn the water on and get undressed, once the water is to your desired temperature you get in.

once you are done you get out and wrap a towel around yourself, you grab another and start drying your hair. once your hair is dry, you grab your phone and open the bathroom door. you walk out while looking at your phone, not paying any attention to what's in front of you until he speaks up.

"hi bunny."

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~ Discreet ~

Warnings: fem!reader x dom!3racha, smut, mentions of periods, foursome, voyerism, fingering, hairpulling, use of degrading terms, riding, nicknames, dumbification, penetrative sex (be careful), unprotected sex (BE CAREFUL), masturbation, double penetration, anal sex, creampie, cockwarming, the smuttiest of smuts...

Word count: 3.5 k 

Requested: yiiiip thank u 🧃 anoniee~ 

Note: ok i did more like...u know the days before ones period? am i making any sense? idk i just though that it would be such a hassle to write if the reader had their period so... im just leaving it here and... im gonna hide. 

i feel so bad for jisung in this AKSJS

also im in love with this gif akfhsfksjhf

“No, stop nagging y/n” Bangchan said without turning around in his office chair. The studio contained your three loving boyfriends which were great most of the time but when you had to beg them to fuck you they weren’t the nicest.

“I’m not even on my period yet” you said to Bangchan in a cocky manner, sighing while looking at the backs of the two other boys, each one working on a computer with their headphones on. Bangchan fiddled with his phone before showing you his bright screen.

“But soon it is and according to the app you can start of feel higher levels of pain before your period” Bangchan stated with a half smile.

On his screen was the period tracking app you had shared with the boys but you were surprised to know that Bangchan actually checked it. You tried to grab the phone but he stood up hastily, lifting his arm up so the phone was out of your reach.

“Why did I even share that stupid app with you guys” you huffed, giving up on retrieving the phone and sat down on the leather couch behind the desks. He sat down moments after you and smirked at you. 

“So no, we won’t fuck you because we both know how rough things get, especially when Changbin is riled up” he said turning back to the computer screen.

A bunch of memories zapped through your mind. How they manhandled you and took turns to cum inside you, leaving you nothing but a wrecked and cum- leaking mess. Since both Jisung and Changbin had headphones on they hadn’t heard the conversation. Your realisation was genius. It’s just to ask them about it! Sure, Bangchan would be pissed about it since he was clear on a couple of rules, one of them being to not fuck behind each others backs but you were so needy. Your body ignited with just the though of being touched. Being determined you shuffled over to Changbin and lightly wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders. He smiled, moved one side of the headphone off of his ear and turned his head around to face you.

“Everything good, baby?” Changbin asked, looking at you with adoration. 

You smiled back at him and hesitated asking him about the favour but with a slight voice crack you leaned into his ear and said;

“Bangchan is being mean and says that he won’t help me with... w-with my neediness”.

He nodded slightly as his gaze returned to the monitor infront of him, busy with some producing. 

“Babygirl got some wits I see. You thoughts I didn’t hear the conversation you just had with Chan?” he didn’t look at you, clicking and typing away at something. Fuck. How did he hear that?

“But please Binnie~” you wrapped your arms tighter around him and gave him a peck on the cheek but to no avail.

“You don’t know how difficult it is to say no to your pretty face” he finally looked at you and pecked you back on the lips. You laughed slightly at his corny remark and patted him on the shoulder before darting your eyes towards Jisung. He was sitting a bit away from the other boys in a corner, the ice in his americano had melted and diluted the coffee from the warmth in the studio. Changbin put on his headphones again and returned to his work as you sat down on the empty chair next to Jisung and looked at him with puppy eyes.

“What’s up bub?” he rubbed your thigh that was exposed from the fluffy black skirt you were wearing. You rubbed your thighs together, Jisungs hand stuck inbetween them. He laughed quietly to not disturb the other boys. 

“You don’t even need to tell me, I know what you want” he whispered, leaning into you and removing his trapped hand. You bit your bottom lip as you looked at him with innocence in your eyes, scooting closer with your chair. 

Your gaze traveled down his body until it landed on the tent between his legs. The warm touch of his hand grazed closer and closer to your heat that was uncomfortably wet, your panties sticking to your cunt from arousal. You cupped him through his pants, his breath hitched due to the friction. The both of you observed the other boys but thankfully they were deep into their work, their eyes glued to each computer screen, the blue light reflecting on their precious faces. Jisung and you turned back around and caught eye contact with each other to which the both of you laughed inaudibly. He leaned towards you, the hot breath from his mouth hitting against your ear.

“Chan will be so mad” he said with a ambivalent tone, not sure if he wants to receive a scolding from Bangchan after he fucks you. You shook your head from side to side, doing everything to convince him.

“Sungie~ I’m all wet for you. I’ll promise to not tell Chan” your eyes twinkled towards the boy that had removed his headphones and placed them on the keyboard of the silver colored computer. 

“Of course you won’t baby, I trust you” Jisung whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His fingertips began to graze your wet clothed cunt to which you had to muffle a whine by biting the inside of your cheek. Jisung smirked seeing you so sensitive and needy, ready to risk it all for his dick. Pushing the thin fabric to the side, Jisung felt your leaking wetness and exhaled loudly from excitement wanting to just slam you onto the couch and fuck you senseless. You jerked your head towards he couch, asking him to move to which he looked slowly towards Bangchan frame and agreed. 

The two of you stood up carefully and sat down on the black couch that you had been on moments earlier. Jisung sat down first, the weight of the couch shifting as he sat. You followed shortly, straddling him and facing away from the working boys. Jisung had a mischievous smile plastered on his face and your face was burning at the though of getting fucked by Jisung behind Bangchan. Your hands traveled to Jisung’s belt buckle and with the utmost care you unbuckled it. Jisung helped remove his pants and popping his dick over the band of his black boxers. You let out a breathy whine from just the sight of his veiny dick, the tip cherry red and a string of precum coating the slit. You pumped his length a couple of times, earning a hiss from the dark haired boy before your heated sex hovered above his hard dick. Sneakily you snapped your head towards the working boys and was assured when they were intranced in their work, the subtle klicking and typing creating background noise. Jisung held your hips hard enough to leave red marks the day after before he pushed you down onto his dick. Sparks were flying everywhere in your mind, the feeling of being filled to the brim by Jisung’s girth made you choke on a moan. Jisung gave you time to adjust as you bottomed out, lifting your shirt up just so that your bra covered breasts peeked out. Slowly you bucked your hips against his and the brown eyed boy hissed quietly. Grinding on him you felt the knot of nerve endings being stimulated as Jisung circled your clit with his slightly cold thumb that contrasted with your sopping heat. 

The added pleasure stringed out a string of whines from your lips until Jisung’s big hand covered your mouth, he looked at you with trust in his eyes and you smiled against his cold hand. You held onto his shoulders as you rode his length, your nails digging into the skin as the skirt pooled around your hips and shifted everytime you grinded onto Jisung that was now covering his own moans by clearing his throat. For one second he looked at your pink and red flushed face and then drifted his brown orbs behind you, making sure that neither Changbin or Bangchan glanced backwards. You shut your eyes tightly, Jisung’s pretty face disappearing as a rainbow of colors flashed before your eyes. The pace quickened due to Jisung’s hands being placed on your hips after momentarily removing them to stroke a piece of your hair behind your ear. He guided your cunt up and down his dick, the bouncing impacting the couch that let out a tiny creak. Jisung’s grip was hard on your hips as he let out a breathy moan behind his closed eyes. The knot in your stomach tightened, nearing your release as your mind blank. Both your and Jisung’s head was thrown back, eyes shut and everything tensing up. Just as the bundle of nerve endings was about to unravel with Jisung’s girth grazing your g-spot your hair was suddenly yanked from behind, you held onto the boys sturdy shoulders as a loud yelp forced it’s way out your mouth. 

“Dirty fucking slut” a voice growled behind you as the grip on your hair tightened, holding you with full force by your roots. Your and Jisung’s eyes darted open, panic slowly filling them. The big hand belonged to Bangchan that  was upside down in your sight since he pulled your head backwards. He glared at you with anger, brows furrowed as he spat out;

“Computer screens reflect but the two of you are too stupid for that”. 

He let go of your hair as he shoved you towards Jisung that was terrified of the consequences and quickly lifted you off of him. Changbin turned around due to the commotion and ripped away his headphones upon seeing Jisung shoving his dick back into his jeans. Bangchan grabbed your arm harsh enough to hurt you and lifted you up before slamming you against the white wall of the studio. You felt  Changbin’s and Jisung’s eyes burn into you through Bangchans back. Bangchan’s arm was at the side of your head as he looked down on you with disbelief. 

“I was t-trying to help he-her” Jisung stuttered behind Bangchan but he wasn’t having any of it.

“Shut it” he growled, inches away from your face as his gaze was black. 

Bangchan’s fingertips trailed down your torso before they plunged under the skirt and brushed your cunt that was now even wetter than before thanks to riding Jisung moments earlier. The boy tugged on you panties and they eventually fell down, pooling at your feet. Without warning, two fingers dived into your soaked pussy, a loud moan rolling off your tongue as the return of friction felt like heaven. Your legs automatically seperated but were stopped by the elastic of the panties not going further. His digits hammared into you, pain mixed with pleasure as your back was tightly pressed against the frigid wall. 

Changbin lurked behind Bangchan’s shoulder as Jisung was sitting on the couch helplessly, not wanting to anger Chan further. Changbin gave Bangchan a pat on the shoulder, Bangchans eyes still glued onto you, pure rage filling his dark brown orbs. He moved away upon Changbin’s arrival and instead glared at Jisung as he sat down into his office chair, now turned to face the couch. 

Changbin grabbed your warm and slightly clammy hand and led you to the couch, panties awkwardly grazing along the studio floor. You landed with a thud against the leather couch, Jisung stiff as a plank beside you. Fear charged thorugh your body since you knew how rough Changbin could be at times and you desperatly clutched Jisung, wrapping your arms around him. Bangchan tsked as he shifted closer with his chair and put his foot between the tiny gap seperating you from Jisung.

“You’re only watching tonight, isn’t that right Jisung?” he said, tilting his head slightly.

The boy beside you whined and pouted with his bottom lip sticking out. 

“B-but I didn-t even..” he tried to form a sentence but gave up quickly as a shiver ran down his spine from Bangchan’s fierce presence. 

Changbin removed your clothing in an instant as well as his own, clothing pieces sprawled out on the wooden floor. When the two of you were left in nothing but your underwear he attached his plump lips onto yours, coaxing your tongue by playfully licking your bottom lip. You moaned into the kiss as he fumbled with the bra clasp for a second before releasing you from your clothed prison. The chilly air hardened your exposed nipples and you felt the stares of the three boys in the room. The kiss deepened as Changbin grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you closer, his other hand hooking onto the edge of your panties and dragging them down. You broke the kiss momentarily to lift your hips upwards so that the panties were removed fully from your body, laying in the puddle of other clothes moments later. Both Jisung and Bangchan were palming themselves through their pants, the both of them visibly hard as the tents between their legs grew. Changbin felt up and down on your thigh and spread your legs apart and layed your down on the couch. It felt so wrong yet so right to be all spread out for them in the studio, their hungry gazes observing your wet sex. 

Changbin removed his boxers in a swift motion and his dick sprang, the red tip hitting his abdomen as his girth made your mouth water. You sat up and looked him mischievously into his eyes before opening your mouth without command. He scoffed at your boldness before grabbing your head by the roots in exactly the same place Bangchan did earlier which stinged with pleasure. Your head was harshly pulled down his length, giving you no opportunity to breath before he started to facefuck you. You grabbed his other hand as tears formed in the corner of your eyes due to his tip hitting the back of your throat making you choke. Changbin liked seeing you like this. Drool and tears running down your red flushed face. You peeked over to Bangchan that had already started stroking himself upon what he saw. You couldn’t help but to stare. The way his veins cascaded down his immense length, how his tip disappeared and reappered through his hand as he was bucking against it. You also managed to take a glance at Jisung whose ears were red, his pants straining his growing erection as he was unable to do anything about it. Changbin noticed you looking around.

“What’s the matter slut? You want us all three?” he cooed at you to which you responded with a slight nod of the head as you hollowed your cheeks, your jawline starting to hurt a bit. Changbin let go of your hair and instead grabbed your face as you pulled back, catching air and coughing with drool on your chin and chest. He leaned down to kiss you once, his tongue feeling soft as his lips hit your swollen ones. A string of spit seperated the two of you when he broke the kiss and slowly pressed up against you, your back hitting the couch. Your legs seperated automatically, already knowing what’s to come before he alined himself with your wet leaky hole. He hissed as he entered your tight pussy, your back arching slightly against the sofa. Jisung shifted uncomfortably in his seat, desperatly trying to get some friction by rubbing against his pants. Changbins pace gained quickly making the couch squeak like it did when you rode Jisung. Your clit was sore from earlier which you only noticed after Changbin placed his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it in fast circular motions, rubbing you raw. Pretty lewd sounds spilled from your lips and filled the studio as your eyes were shut tight from Changbin’s girth fitting perfectly into your pussy, like two puzzle pieces. 

“Look at your little cumslut, taking my dick so good” he cooed arrogantly, trying to make himself heard over your moans.

“P-please Changbin..let me c-cum” you pleaded, a blush creeping onto your face from your bold statement. 

He smirked towards you before looking at Bangchan whose strokes were getting sloppier and turned his head quickly in your direction, a signal to come and join. Before getting out of the chair he gave Jisung a glare and a mocking smile, showing him his place. 

Changbin lifted you up slightly making you half sit as he pounded into you, one knee bent on the couch and his foot on the floor giving him good aim and strength to wreck your sore pussy even more. You were practically crying, feeling sensations a thousand times more which made you go crazy as his girth dragged along your velety walls. You looked up at Bangchan that was standing at the side of the couch with his hard dick facing you. He dragged his open hand against your hot cheek and past your ear before placing his tip on your quivering lip that were working hard to hold back moans. His precum coated your rose-like lips, glistening in the light as you opened your mouth and took his length. Bangchan rolled his head back and placed held your face by the cheek. He looked back at Jisung to make sure that he was suffering and right so, the poor brown haired boy was pratically sliding of the couch as he fiddled with his legs and tried to avoid Bangchan’s lust filled eyes. 

You could feel every vein on Bangchan’s girth as he twitched in your mouth while you coated his dick in your saliva. Licking fat stripes against his shaft you narrowed your tongue once you got to the tip before flicking your tongue upwards, earning a hiss from the buff boy. Changbin’s thrusts were getting sloppier and his movements made your breasts jump up as well as your head accidently choking on Bangchan’s dick. The moans that were muffled by his dick sent vibrations through his body which made him even harder, it that’s even possible. Suddenly he laced his pretty, veiny hands in your thick locks and pulled you off his length before lifting you up by your hair and pushing you against Changbin. You straddled Changbin, slowly sinking onto his girth yet again, filling the momentary emptyness that made you whine. Bangchan was standing behind you and traced his hand across your back before his dick poked you in the butt and he slided into the hole that wasn’t filled. Your mind felt like static as you were filled up at both ends. Your head layed on Changbin’s shoulder as his hands were guiding your cunt against his dick. Everytime he moved you backwards Bangchan’s dick entered deeper into you, your moans becoming higher in pitch every minute. The knot in your stomach tightened, feeling a build up of tension in your core as your abused clit grinded onto Changbin. Your hands latched on the back of Changbins arms, nails digging into his skin as Bangchan’s pace quickened. His arms snaked around your neck and choked you, the lightheadedness of it making you swoon. The grip creeped up to your face as he harshly held your face and made you look at Jisung. You felt humiliated but that’s exactly what Bangchan wanted you to feel. Your loose gaze landed on Jisung’s soft eyes as your cheeks were burning and drool hanged from your chin. 

“Isn’t our y/n so pretty with her fucked out face” he growled at Jisung, his voice and his pace making your eyes roll back into your skull. 

Changbin moaned loudly once before releasing his hot liquid into your dripping pussy. His cum coated your walls and trinkled down to eventually leak out of you, Changbin’s dick still inside of you as he looked up against the ceiling and panted. Changbin’s girth twitched inside of you, chasing your high by grinding against him and overstimulating his delicate tip. Your broken moans echoed in the room accompanied with the sound of skin slapping and Bangchan hissing. Like a bunch of fireworks, your core ignited with Bangchan’s last thrust as he came inside of you and smirked with a devilish grin on his face. You flopped against Changbin’s chest as your orgasm crashed upon you like an ocean wave, leaving you stunned with your mouth hanging open and your legs shaking, feeling unstable and uncontrollable. Bangchan pulled out and Changbin lifted you off onto the couch. You could only breathe heavily as your head spun. Bangchan got closer to you and spread your legs apart which made you shudder, scared that they would start round 2. The three boys stared at your leaking holes, the white liquid mixing together with your own juices. Changbin and Bangchan turned to Jisung at the same time and his flustered gaze moved violently around the room. Bangchan approached the poor horny boy and bent down as he was sitting. His raspy voice formed goosebumps on Jisung’s soft skin.

“Clean up the mess however you like.” 

[hidekomoon]

Hi! so yeah. That is me, Amina Hussein 🌟 26, capricorn, finishing a PhD in microbiology. That is Mum, Dad. Parental unit, standard. They didn't always come with me to meet potential spouses (𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑔𝓊𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹) So? Do you have any hobbies, aside from worship? 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕪. YES. No. Of course. Duh 😬 Are you sure you won't like some tea? 𝕄𝕞𝕙. ✋ Sure, he had dementor vibes. But his eyes were actually kind of... 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎. 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝑀𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒹... 𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓊𝓃𝑒𝓈... 👀 🏜️ 𝒜𝑅𝒢𝐻𝐻𝐻 🗡️ 𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘? No, no, she's uhm, she's usually much more modest; and her skin is usually a lot clearer but she's, you know, premenstrual. 🤢 Well, she sweats a lot. I mean, but she's very fastidious. ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₛₜₒₚ. Have you been on hajj? 🕌 No--SOON. Inshallah. 𝓐𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪! 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰? wₕₐₜ. 𝕎ℍ𝔸𝕋? But she's playing at the Syrian children's fundraiser, at the town hall! ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₛₜₒₚ. 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞! Totes, innit? Yeah, I'm not actually playing, my KIDS are playing. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟? NO-- I teach guitar to underprivileged youth-- Charity. The kids are playing at the fundraiser, not me. I--I don't perform. 😬 No, you don't have to worry. She hates playing in public. 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓿𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓱𝓮𝓪 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓿𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰. 🤢 What was that... Song you used to play? *Dad starts singing*  *Mum joins in* 🎵 🎵 🎵 Okay so... My husband quest was going fairly d i s a s t r o u s l y. Little did I know, things were about to change, Big Time. 📣 ＯＮＥ ＴＷＯ ＴＨＲＥＥ ＦＯＵＲ 🎸⚡🎸💥 🎵 I'M GONNA KILL MY SISTER (GONNA) THIS AINT ABOUT YOU IT'S BETWEEN HER AND ME 🎸 SHE STOLE MY EYELINER (WHAT A BITCH) ☠️ AND SHE'S BEEN STRETCHING MY JEANS OUT WITH HER FUCKING ⚡ BIG ⚡ BACK!!! ⚡ 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚! 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚! I'M GONNA KILL MY SISTER (DIE DIE DIE) 💥 DO YOU WANNA KILL HER, MISTER? (SHE'S MINE MOTHERFUCKER) 🎵 Lady Parts. That was their band name. Concocting a confused mix of hash anthems and sour girl power. One part boredom, two parts identity crisis. 🎸 🎸 🎸 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰. 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱. 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱. 𝖜𝖍𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌? We sound wank. Profoundly wank. ᴴᵃʳˢʰ ᵃˢˢᵉˢˢᵐᵉⁿᵗ No, you know what? We sound worse than wank. What's worse than wank? ᴴᵃᵉᵐᵒʳʳʰᵒⁱᵈˢ 𝖄𝖔𝖚 k𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙, 𝕴 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓k 𝖜𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙. ᴮᵒʳⁱˢ ᴶᵒʰⁿˢᵒⁿ? No. We sound shit. On a cosmic level. ᴬᵗʰˡᵉᵗᵉ'ˢ ᶠᵒᵒᵗ⁻ ᵖᵘᵇᵉʳᵗʸ⁻ ᶜᵃᵐᵉˡ ᵗᵒᵉ⁻ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᵍᵘᵉ⁻ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ ˡᵘⁿᵍ⁻ᵛᵉᵍᵃⁿ ᶜʰᵉᵉˢᵉ 🧀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐏, 𝐓𝐀𝐙. We can't audition for Sound Smash sounding like this. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗. Maybe the universe is ready for our vibes, man! ♎ No. No. 𝖂𝖍𝖞 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖈 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗k𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊? We are not ready. Can't you hear our sound is thin? We need something more. We need a lead guitarist. 🥁 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐀. 𝕴 𝖇𝖊𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖓, 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗? Sisters... huh? With mutual love and admiration, we lift each other UP, yeah? 🤝 Feminism, innit? 𝕯𝖎𝖈k𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘. 𝕷𝖊 𝕿𝖎𝖌𝖗𝖊. 𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝕿𝖔𝖞𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉. 𝕲𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊-𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖈𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘. 𝕭𝖑𝖎𝖓k-182. Blink? Blink? ʸᵉᵃʰ⁻ ᴮˡⁱⁿᵏ? Seriously, Blink❔ 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝕭𝖑𝖎𝖓k. You know, I think getting a lead guitarist could be a good shot. Historically, four-piece bands do have a higher success rate. 💰💰💰 Like Metallica, Rolling Stones, Beatles. 𝖂𝖊'𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖕𝖚𝖓k 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉. 𝖂𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖆 𝖜𝖆𝖓k𝖞, 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋-𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖚𝖑𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖌𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝖏𝖎𝖟𝖟𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘. Ew. Ugh. 🤢 𝗪𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱.

Who would have thought that our orbits were soon to collide, like a freight train careening towards a cute, unsuspecting lamb who innocently trotted onto the tracks in search of, I don't know, snacks? 𝐼'𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓂𝒷, 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎.

[han-shinsuke]

h a n d h e r o v e r

f e m a l e r e a d e r 🌹

m i n o r s k e e p o u t

[ tags, smut, nsfw, anal, foursome, themes ]

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Without prior notice, he shows up in front of your dorm, dressed casually. You invite him inside but declined, telling you to come with him somewhere. You argue with him, insisting that you should change to something presentable but Bokuto seems to be in a rush so you have given up when he uses his puppy eyes. Inside his car, you keep checking your looks and it disappoints you. Unlike him, you look so ordinary. Well, you are someone insignificant. What’s the difference anyway?

“I’m gonna 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 you later, Y/N,” huh? you shot him a confused look at the use of some endearment.

You laugh awkwardly, “what, Kou?” he is your best friend and your secret crush.

“You look like a kid in your clothes and considering your height, you really look like 𝒐𝒏𝒆.” you pout your lips and he bursts out laughing.

It’s his fault! He didn’t even let you fix yourself! You were running around the University’s oval when he calls. Now, who’s fault it is that he’s being accompanied by a lady in core 5 inch shorts in black and a plain hoodie?

“Shut up, Kou. You’re annoying!”

After driving for almost an hour, Bokuto parks his car in front of Sakusa’s house.

Wait. Sakusa’s house?! You grab onto the belt when Bokuto tries mounting off the safety strap.

“Wait, Kou! Why the fuck are we here?!” you panic. Sakusa, you, and Oikawa are both in an unstable relationship. Not romantically, okay! You are their damn victim! They’re not criminals, well closer to that! Those two are your bullies and they are friends with your best friend, Koutaro Bokuto!

He taps your temple and comforts you that everything will be fine, that you won’t be harmed while he’s around, “it’s Omi’s birthday. He invited us for lunch.”

You nod your head. There’s no point in arguing. You were already there. He has your sweating hand inside his palm when you both entered the house.

“Give me ten seconds, Kou.”

Sakusa’s house rule no. 1; leave your shoes outside but if you are his friends, go straight in.

You remove your sneakers and leave your white socks on. You have been there before and you almost familiarised yourself with his rules. Since he considers you as his enemy rather than his subject of bullying, you are not allowed to sit or touch anything inside his home so you remain standing near the stairs when Bokuto runs to Oikawa in the kitchen.

You give Sakusa a nod as he descends from the top landing. He smells clean and fruity tuitee and you couldn’t help but blush when you notice his stare goes down to your feet.

Your insides trembles from the intensity of his gaze and that makes you feel like running away or hide from his sight.

Your breathing halts when he kneels after removing his fur slippers. His warm hand grab your ankle then slide your left foot in his slipper, then your right foot.

He didn’t speak a word. He just pointed you to the kitchen. His footwear is too big for your small ones but you still manage to walk comfortably.

While helping in the food preparation, Sakusa and Oikawa are constantly bumping their muscular arms against your shoulders. They even teases you that you lack in the free access of healthy foods in the fridge in your own home that’s why you’re thin and small. You 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕, okay?! They’re just huge and very athletic that developing muscles and all is no issue to them. And your case is different. Your height is 5'3", you weight right, meaning your body mass index is normal! Again, they are huge people and they look down on your kind. And these men prefers model-like body figures for women!

You let it all pass. You seem immune to all the teasings and soft pinches that those were no longer affecting you. Sakusa leads the way to his theater room, while you, Bokuto, and Oikawa are in charge of bringing all the foods in there.

There’s a long and wide white couch that looks like a king sized bed in the center and there’s also a big screen mounted on the wall. You settle on the lone chair in the viewing room, sit properly and try avoiding Sakusa’s intense gaze.

What? You did nothing to him!

The three men sits besides each other, Oikawa scrolls on the menu of which genre of movies to watch, Bokuto starts picking up some tarts and chews it. And then, there’s still him, Sakusa! Staring at you!

“Hand her over, Koutaro.” your face turn pale when Sakusa pulls his shirt off his body and leans on the couch.

You couldn’t find the will to speak. You stoned on your seat. Bokuto whistles, inching closer to you. He cups your face and whispers soothing words.

“Wh–what is happening here, Kou?” you sound nervous. Bokuto brings you closer to Sakusa. You grab onto your best friend’s arms. “Koutaro... ” a breathe of panic.

“You are his present to me, Y/N. You’re the desserts.” Sakusa pulls you down on his lap, he breathes closer to your hair. Something is growing in between his thighs. You look so scared. He gets even aroused.

“wanna rub my tongue on his pussy, Koutaro,” Oikawa moves closer, too, licking his lips.

“I’m... I’m not—” Oikawa stops you from talking, taking your chin in his hand. “You’re not what, Y/N?” he asks seductively.

“Kou–Kou... help me.” you hold onto his hand, giving him a scared look.

Sakusa tugs on your long hair before latching on your earlobe, “don’t worry, Y/N. Koutaro will help you. He will help you fuck yourself to sleep.”

And the talking ended there.

Oikawa snatches your face and slams his mouth on your opened ones, rolling out his tongue into you before brushing roughly his lips against your lips. Your both hands twitches, the kiss is electrifying. You try to pull away but he restrains you by gripping lightly your neck. You hear Sakusa laughs. He wraps his arms around your body, locking you in restrictions. Oikawa continues kissing you roughly that you can feel his warm saliva dripping from his mouth down to your chin. You didn’t respond to his kisses. You were in shocked. When he sucks on your lips and tongue, you didn’t recognise the moan that passed your lips.

“Undress her quickly!” still in a rush, Bokuto puts his words into action. He separates you from Oikawa’s mouth. You were panting when he pulls out your hoodie, showing your uncovered titsx in broad daylight. They look perfect and round and flushed. The three men growls, pouncing all at one on you. Bokuto has the right breast, Sakusa’s on the left and Oikawa, he moves between your legs, pushing your shorts to the side to take a good look on your rosy folds.

Oikawa licks the slit back and forth until it gets covered with his saliva. He chuckles when your body twitches. He dips his mouth again, flicking the tip of his tongue against your clitx while scratching your inner thighs. You moan loudly, arching your back again and again. Your moan matches the others’ moans and grunts. Both Sakusa and Bokuto are sucking on your titsx and they’re doing it like they’re milking on you. Swirling sharply their tongues and grazing their teeth on its softness. Damn. You didn’t even say yes to them!

Unknowingly, your mouth also salivates as well as your cunt being treated like a meal by Oikawa’s hot and needy mouth. He’s swirling his tongue and he’s sucking you there so noisily.

“Tooru~” you moan his name when he starts pumping digits into you while his thumb is pressing hard on your clitx. Your legs stretches up and down whenever his fingers goes deeper and harder and at the same time, circling his knuckles hard as well on your cunt. He makes you drip like crazy and it’s evident on your oozing core and salivating mouth. He laughs triumphantly, giving you the best finger fuck and tongue fuck. Your body convulses when you come in waves, the two men abandons your chest to join Oikawa slurping your first and rich orgasm.

They pushes your legs up and there are three long and thick tongues slurping and licking your tight pussy that still waves down thick juices. You find support by grabbing on the edges while you were being worshipped by their mouths. A squeal escapes your lips when you feel someone’s tongue poking your anusx.

When they finished, Oikawa pulls you near the edge and kneels in front of your head hanging by on the ends. He’s the first one to get fully naked before Sakusa and Bokuto.

“Kou~” your eyes waters, not in fear but in excitement and other unnamed feelings.

Sakusa goes below you, putting your small body on top of his own while slowly inserting his fat cockx in your tight pussy. You let out a yelp when his balls bumps on your opening. He’s deep inside you!

“Sakusa hnngggg~ sooo deeeppp haaahhh!” you grip his arm that locks your head beside his by putting it tight around your neck. You struggle to breathe properly so you gasp for air. His other hand goes to your stuffed cunt and slaps your folds harshly until he hears you sob and cry.

“Enough, Omi, she’s sore already.” Bokuto slaps Sakusa’s hand away and replaces it by his own, giving soft touches and light kisses.

“Hmm~ Kou... Kou... ” you cry his name, grabbing his hand toward your mouth. You kiss his fingertips and suck on them later. Earning soft moans and heavy breathes from him.

Bokuto takes his hand from your grasp and gives you slow and sensual kiss on your lips. You feel Sakusa inching his length out but you give no enough attention to it. What matters now is how Bokuto kisses your numb lips. He’s good and it feels good.

Your dear friend ends the kiss but not his finger work on your clitx. He’s rubbing it softly.

“My turn baby doll.” you almost forgot about him. Oikawa kisses you again and what he does next surprised you. He shoves his cockx in your mouth, all the way down to your throat. You gag at how big he is but you can’t do anything to remove it not now that he starts moving in and out.

Your moans gets dissolved by Oikawa’s rough fucking inside your mouth. He moans louder than you and his friends and you feel like doing the same so you cooperate with him, sucking him in while he fucks his length harder to your throat.

Down to the remaining men, Sakusa has been hammering your tight cunt with his massive cockx and swear! Your eyes widened when Bokuto positions his big cock head to where Sakusa’s fat one is inserted.

You put your free hand on his abdomen when he hovers over you, slowly joining his friend’s dick into party.

No, Koutaro! You’re gonna rip me with your cockx!

But he didn’t stop. He slides his fat member into your stretched core! Stretching it even wider with Sakusa’s!

Oikawa moans louder and louder and he even dirty talks while spurting his thick loads in your mouth. You gag on it and you do nothing but swallow it all.

When it’s your turn to moan and scream, you give all your best in doing it because fuck, it’s hurt having two fat and long shafts inside your cunt. So you moan and cry and then repeat while ramming themselves into you. Your body shakes and your lips quivers and they huffs and pants and slams their hips until you bleed thick and rich heat again, covering their cocks with your juice and their sperms.

Bokuto and Sakusa only pulls out when they empty all of their loads inside you.

It’s not over, Oikawa pulls you and folds you in mating press, inserting his hard cockx into your leaking hole, pumping faster while kissing your roughly again. He does it again. The rough and deep pumping. The rough kisses that leaves your lips swollen and numb.

“Tooruuu aahhnnggg~ hmmppp~” you shake your head, he’s using you so rough. You can feel the weight of every thrust and you wish for it to be over.

Again, it’s not over even after he cum inside you. He flips you on your stomach, pushing his cockx back inside you. He pounds you harder from behind, groping your chest before slapping your ass as he keeps pounding. You cry. And cry. And cry.

Three times. Oikawa cums inside you three times before handing you back to Sakusa who chooses to fuck you ass up, too.

“Not today, Omi. Her parents would notice. She comes home every weekends.” Bokuto advises his friend when Sakusa put his tip on your anusx.

Sakusa spits on his length and on your anusx, “okay, I won’t anal fuck her hmm~” he says but does it anyway.

He shoves right there! Sliding his full length inside your ass. You let out a loud cry and sob hard. Sakusa laughs. Oikawa, too. Bokuto attends to you and takes your both hands, drawing circles at the back of your hand he’s gripping tightly.

“Kou... Kou... it hurts, please, Kou... ” you cry while holding hands with your best friend.

Sakusa starts grinding his hips against your and that makes you feel the very pain of being analed. Bokuto didn’t leave you. He keeps holding your hand while Sakusa pounds you senselessly, almost adhering you deep against the softness of the couch.

“Ssshhh, baby~ you can take him~ you’ll feel good.” you focus on his words while endurimg Sakusa’s rough thrusts.

“Kou—” you were cut mid sentence. Sakusa pulls you away from Bokuto, flipping you on your back again to face him.

You can feel his loads dripping from your assholex but he’s not done yet. He separates your legs and dips between your thighs, pushing his shaft back.

You wince in pain when he slaps your swollen folds. You tell him it hurts with tears in your eyes but he just smiled. Slapping for the last time before rocking you again and this time, claiming your lips. He kisses expertly and you find yourself returning his kiss even though your lips hurts.

“Omi... ” you cry his name softly and that stuns him for seconds, watching your face contorts in beautiful pleasure. He sees something different in you in that state so he rocks you deep but slow this time, kissing your chin down to your neck and moments later, he’s shooting his loads inside you while still kissing you slowly.

Once again, that moment isn’t over yet, Bokuto takes you inside his arms and brings you in the backyard where there is a inflatable pool set up near the wooden fence.

The sun is up and so is his cockx.

He puts your nakedness in the cold water and slow fuck you there but bruising your whole body with his deep bites and tight grips. He pushes the hair strands that covers your face while ramming himself into you. He looks at you softly and he notices your puffy eyes from all the crying.

“You good, baby?” his voice is gentle so you smile, nodding your head until it slowly falls down backwards. You feel drained and you can’t keep with his deep rumblings while moving up and down on his lap.

He catches your head on time, eyes fluttering from being overworked.

“Kou, I like you. I lied when I say it’s Omi.” you confess before closing your eyes.

Bokuto does your job, he moves your ass up and down his length even though you fell asleep on him. As he shoots his loads inside, he says this, “but Omi found you first, Y/N. He’s afraid to tell you his feelings so he finds another way to get close to you. By bullying you, he gets closer and closer. I just jumped in the scene and befriended you. I like you, too, Y/N. But he likes you first. So, you are his.”

But, you didn’t hear it. You were too tired to fight against the need to sleep.

Two hours later...

You were in the backseat, straddling on Sakusa’s laps, his cockx installed inside your creaming cunt while holding you tight as he kisses your lips torridly.

On your way home,

Bokuto drives the car.

While Sakusa is fucking you mercilessly in the backseat.

With all the bruises and marks of ownership, there’s no doubt you are his.

You are Kiyoomi Sakusa’s property.

[hornime]

mutually assured destruction | kyoutani kentarou x gn!reader

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

warnings: 18+, fwb!kyoutani, hate sex, degradation, orgasm denial, fighting for dominance (idek if that’s a thing but it should be), both you and kyo are BRATTY AS HELL, some choking, spitting, CHAIN BITING, kinda toxic ?? but like mutually so it cancels out cus pemdas ???

w/c: 1.7k (i got carried away but kyoutani is just so sexy)

a/n: the way i came up with this title while studying for apush and then kyoutani flooded my mind and suddenly the catalysts of the cold war no longer mattered to me anymore.

you and kyoutani were not a good mix, not by a long shot. simply being in the same room was a disaster waiting to happen; he was a bundle of tnt and you were a lit match. for all that you hated each other, though, both of you needed the other for something: a fuck that would never disappoint.

the sex, just like your relationship, was explosive. it was heart-stopping, ab-clenching, vision-blinding, breath-stealing, hardcore-as-fuck sex. neither of you could get enough of it nor wane yourself off it. you were addicted.

it made you hate him even more.

[11:05 PM] kyo-kyo: come over

you cringed at the contact name. you must’ve changed it after the last time you hooked up, all stupid and cock-drunk. you quickly retyped his contact info before responding to his message.

[11:05 PM] you: why

[11:05 PM] kyoutani: are you an idiot? you know why

[11:05 PM] you: ik i just wanna hear u say it

[11:05 PM] you: say that ur soooooo horny that you just haddddd to text me

[11:06 PM] kyoutani: no. fuck you.

[11:06 PM] you: fine. im not coming over then.

you both knew that was a lie.

[11:08 PM] you: have fun taking care of urself.

[11:08 PM] you: needy bitch.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: watch it. i wasnt this mean when you were begging me to fuck you last week.

you sighed. that was a moment of weakness.

[11:08 PM] kyoutani: whatd you say last time? something along the lines of “ill do whatever you want just come fuck me”?

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: *attachment: one (1) screenshot*

[11:11 PM] kyoutani: ohh it was “ill do whatever you want PLEASE just come fuck me”

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: youre so much nicer to be around when you use your manners

definitely a moment of weakness.

[11:12 PM] you: fuck off i get it. im coming

[11:12 PM] kyoutani: doors unlocked

the moment you nudged your way into his apartment, he was on you, hands gripping tightly at the flesh of your hips and teeth nibbling at your bottom lip.

“get off,” you groaned, pushing him away. as you peeled off your jacket, you glanced down at his pants and looked back up at his face with an amused expression. “are you hard already?”

he met your eyes with a gaze of lust—and was that desperation?—before turning to walk towards his bedroom, expecting you to follow. “no.”

“yes you are,” you teased. “you really needed me, didn’t you? you’re absolutely pathe—”

before you could finish, kyoutani grabbed your wrist before practically dragging you to his bed. he pushed you onto the mattress and, with his hands on your waist, maneuvered your body up until your head rested between his two pillows. “stop fucking talking. your voice is annoying.”

“at least i can keep it in my pants,” you retorted. “you’re just embarrassingly horny.”

“you wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.” that shut you up.

he crept towards you until the gold chain around his neck dangled tantalizingly in your face. in an instant, you were kissing, aggressively melding your lips together in a mess of teeth and tongue. kyoutani’s hands clumsily reached for your bottoms, briefly breaking the kiss to unbutton your pants and yank them, along with your underwear, off your legs. he then did the same to himself, giving his leather belt a thoughtful once-over before glancing back at your face. he was clearly deliberating about something in his head, though you were completely clueless as to what, but he ultimately threw the belt to the side alongside his jeans with a shrug of his shoulders. maybe next time, he thought.

meanwhile, you’d taken off your shirt and were tugging at the hem at kyoutani’s. he seized your forearm, “stop being so impatient,” he chastised, before pulling the cloth over his head and letting it drop to the floor.

breathless, you both marveled in the glory of the other’s naked body. kyoutani, a lot more eager than you—though he’d rather die than admit that—closed the distance between you, leaning down to suck on your tongue. when he separated from you, his eyes cloudy and cheeks flushed, you spit in your palm, maintaining eye contact while feeling blindly for his cock.

he hissed, briefly shutting his eyes, as your fingers closed around his shaft, leisurely stroking up and down. 

“where’s the lube?”

“in the,“ his voice became strained as your thumb swirled his pre-cum around the tip, “the bo-bottom drawer. i’ll,” he groaned. “i’ll get it.”

you released his cock as he leaned over, opening the drawer and pulling out the bottle. he dribbled some of the liquid on the pads of his fingers and brought them closer to your hole. you tensed, eyes squeezing in anticipation as you prepared for the intrusion.

nothing happened.

in confusion, you opened your eyelids only to be met with the mildly-entertained expression of the man above you. “so hasty,” he tsked. his fingertips circled your fluttering hole but did nothing more.

“stop teasing,” you pleaded.

he slowly inched his fingers in, groaning as he watched your walls stretch to accommodate him. for a few minutes, he did nothing but push in and out and scissor his fingers, making you wider and wider.

“put it in.”

your words were met with little resistance—he wanted this as much as you did, if not more—and he repositioned himself, aligning his cock with your hole, now stretched and slick with lube. he moved his hips in, moaning lightly as he bottomed out.

“f-fuck,” he mumbled. “you’re so tight.”

“just move.”

he obliged, thrusting in and out, faster and faster, until you both were crying out in pleasure, scrumptiously close to your orgasms.

“i’m gonna cum soon,” you babbled. “don’t s-stop.”

“oh, are you now?”

you nodded mindlessly, brain hazy and unable to register the sinister undertone of his question.

“y-yeah. i’m so close. so. close—fuck i’m gon-”

kyoutani suddenly halted his movements, eyes blazing as he looked down at you.

“wha-why’d you stop?” you couldn’t help but whine. “i was so close.”

“are you seriously asking me that? why i stopped?” he taunted. “who’s the one that called me a ‘needy bitch’? huh?”

shit. if you’d known that he was going to use your jabs against you like this, you never would’ve made them. hindsight is a bitch.

“i didn’t mean it, kyo,” you pleaded, innocently using the cute nickname. “you know that. so why don’t you just give me what i wan-”

he pushed your cheeks in with his fingers, effectively quieting your protests. “be quiet,” he spat, “and take what i give you. or nothing at all.”

he thought for a moment. “and call me ken.”

he resumed his thrusts, significantly more erratic than before, and you couldn’t help but call out his name: ken, k-ken, fuck ken, more. 

however, you’d sobered up from your denied release, and a wicked plan was beginning to formulate in your head. kyoutani, actually ken, now, was losing his composure even faster than you were—he’d denied himself an orgasm for the sake of punishing you, after all. you could tell that his dominance was crumbling—his shaking forearms and barely concealed moans had not gone unnoticed—and now was a good a time as ever for revenge. 

and his chain, his stupid, fucking, gold chain, was getting on your nerves, clashing with your face every time his hips met yours. fed up and driven by vengeance, you clasped your teeth around the glimmering necklace, catching him off-guard.

he looked down at you, curiosity shining through his lustful gaze. “what’re yo-”

you quickly jerked your head to the side, yanking him off balance and making him land on his side. in an instant, you’d forced him onto his back and straddled his muscular thighs, a triumphant look visible on your face. 

“how’d you even d-” ken choked on his words as you slammed back down on him again, taking him impossibly deeper. his hands scrambled to grip the bedsheets, “shit.”

“for the record,” you panted in between heavy breaths, rocking your hips, “i called you a needy bitch because you are a needy bitch.”

“shut up. no i’m no-”

your hand closed around his neck, preventing him from continuing. “yes you are,” you insisted, “and you’ll take whatever i give you.”

he shook his head out of your grasp, gasping for air. “i fucking hate you.”

“open your mouth,” you ordered. he glared at you defiantly. “open,” you purposefully clenched, tightening your hold on his cock, “up.”

at the sudden change in pressure, he couldn’t help but throw his head back and moan, allowing you to harshly grab his chin and let your salvia drip off your lips onto his awaiting tongue.

“swallow,” you demanded.

overwhelmed by the undeniable pleasure coursing through his veins, he did so without complaint. why does it taste good, he sighed internally. now i’m gonna want more.

just a few thrusts later, you both reached your orgasms, moaning far too loud in a room of walls that were far too thin. the intensity made your muscles turn to jelly and you collapsed onto ken’s chiseled chest, your bodies both trembling.

“‘m tired,” you mumbled into his collarbone.

“yeah me too,” he snapped. “you’re fucking exhausting to be around. i don’t know why i do it.”

“i do,” you teased, raising your head, “‘cus you’re a needy bi-”

he mashed your cheek back into his shoulder. “don’t finish that.” you weren’t sure if the fuzziness in your mind was clouding your judgement, but you swore you could hear the hint of a snicker in his voice.

gradually shaking the exertion out of your limbs, you picked up your clothes and got dressed, walking out ken’s front door with a middle-finger throw over your shoulder.

“i hope i never have to see you again!” he called out behind you.

as you headed back to your apartment, your phone buzzed with a text:

[02:01 AM] ken: i have a team dinner on tues and its gonna be annoying and ill probably be frustrated as hell

[02:01 AM] ken: so

you hesitated before responding.

[02:01 AM] you: i can be there around 10

[02:02 AM] ken: cool. sounds good

you couldn’t help the corners of your mouth from turning up. you were happy—in a sick, perverted, sex-crazed kind of way—but happy all the same.

tuesday couldn’t come soon enough. you were going to absolutely destroy each other.

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[luckyasfuck]

maybe i just wanna be yours [k. bakugou]

A CAMBOY AU SERIES - PARTS 1, 2, 3, 4, [5]

pairing // katsuki x female reader

tw // cussing, smut

warnings for this part // oral (m and f recieving), hair pulling, face-fucking, exhibitionist kink, spanking, praise, dacryphilia

theme // enemies to lovers au, camboy!katsu au, college student!katsu and reader au, no quirk au

keys // y/n

words // 1.8k

a/n // IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I DONT DESERVE YALL. pt 6 at 250 likes and 20 reblogs btw!

previous part

y/n has been alone in the library for about an hour now. she didn’t notice katsuki’s absence until she had to change subjects to study, too indulged in the textbook to look up. no messages were given by katsuki about him being late and she grumbled, rolling her eyes. she writes the name of the textbook on top of the page in her notebook and the library door swings open. 

a calm katsuki walks towards her, ash blonde hair kinda messy and his black hoodie all over the place. with an eyeroll, y/n went back to writing on her notebook while handing the textbook she just used to him. “you’re la-”

“why’d you block me?”

the sentence made the girl look at him with a glare. her hand stops writing, her body stiffens and her hands start to sweat. “what the fuck are you talking about?” she avoids his strong gaze, looking back down on her notebook. katsuki fumes at this, pulling out his phone as she started to write again.

the notebook is closed harshly, a phone being slammed down on it as it displayed her account and the block message. she looked up at the fuming boy as he gripped his phone tight, gazing down at her. “none of your fucking business.” she replied, putting the cap on her ballpoint pen. about to glare at him again, a gasp erupts from her throat when he grips the collar of her shirt, pulling her towards him.

“why’d you block me?” katsuki’s breath fanned right on her lips, his eyes locked right into hers. she sends a death glare his way, grabbing his wrist and detaching it from her collar. “it was the right thing to do and you know it.” the blonde rolled his eyes as y/n dusted her shirt off, fixing her collar. “great, now it’s loose.”

heavy steps make the h/c turn her head to the sound, only to be grabbed by the shoulders and sat down harshly. katsuki towered over her, “unblock me now.” 

“i see no reason to.” stray students walked inside the library and y/n is quick to shove katsuki away from her, they chatter and sit on a table near the front. they don’t acknowledge the two students who were here before them as they laughed loudly. 

y/n sighs, mood completely ruined by the dumb blonde and class skippers. speaking of the dumb blonde, he eyes the students as well, dragging a chair and sitting down beside y/n right before she got up to return the textbook. vermillion eyes stare right into her ass before they’re torn away by her voice, “go get a fucking textbook.” 

the math section is where it all goes downhill.

hands show up either side of y/n as she’s reading through the contents of the math book. about to turn around, she stiffens when a warm, sculpted body presses up against her back. 

katsuki’s crotch brushes up against her rump, his pecs right against her back. “what the fuck are you doing?” the pressed up girl returns the textbook to its original place, trying to even out her breaths. the blonde moves back a little, a hand gripping y/n’s shoulders to turn her around. “will you stop pushing me around?! you- mhmp!” 

a pair of lips slams against hers mid-sentence, a tongue instantly prodding against her lips asking for entrance. the hands encaging her roam her body, one staying put on her hips. “don’t you ever shut the fuck up?” katsuki slurred against her lips as y/n put her hands on his chest, “says you.” 

the next thing the blonde knows, he’s pinned to a shelf. the shelf falters slightly but this doesn’t bother y/n, instead she presses herself against him while connecting their lips once again. 

now that was definitely unexpected. 

“you want it or nah?” katsuki pulls away, hands disappearing underneath her shirt. “i’m afraid you’ll be too loud.” he smirked, groping her left boob. “me? too loud?” y/n tilts her head to the side, her hand traveling downwards to squeeze the males evident bulge, making him whine out quietly. “says you.”

“i’ve watched enough of your stupid lives to know how loud you can be.” the students chatter loudly in the distance, making the both of them aware of their presence. for some reason, the librarian wasn’t here to check up on the shelves every now and then. perfect, y/n thought as she got on her knees, grazing her fingernails along the side of katsuki’s bulge. his cock twitches under her palm as he covers his mouth, breathing heavily. 

his cock was pretty. of course, she’d seen it on multiple lives, but seeing it right infront of her, his pink tip leaking and his veins throbbing. it hit different. without warning, her lips encage his cock head, licking at his the pre-cum dripping down his slit. a beautiful moan escapes from katsuki’s parted lips as he threw his head back onto the shelf filled with books. chatter and footsteps approach the both of them, growing louder by the second. 

“hey, sto-” katsuki warns, trying to push the girl away from his cock. the students walk to the section of shelves right behind them, laughing about getting a book named whatever that was. ignoring the statement, y/n pushes his cock deeper into his mouth, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around. the weight of it felt amazing against her tongue as she slowly fit all of him in, struggling and gagging. she pulls away, a thin string of saliva connects her to his cock. 

“oh don’t stop now.” katsuki glared, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her back. “fucking suck it, so these students right behind us knows whose cock you’re choking on, yeah? it’s my cock.” for reasons unknown, the students behind them didn’t hear a thing, probably too busy being idiots. y/n only nods, continuing her job, stroking the places she can’t reach. “poor girl, you need help?” 

a harsh grip on her hair and she gags audibly again, hoping the idiots behind katsuki didn’t hear it. slowly, he started fucking himself with her mouth, admiring the way she looked up at him, saliva drooling down her jaw and onto the floor. the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat and he groans. “did you hear that?” a slightly muffled voice asks and the laughter and noise ceases. y/n and katsuki’s hearts drop, but she can’t stop now, could she?

with a faster pace, she starts sucking again, looking up at katsuki with a smirk. “we should go check.” they hear and y/n’s heart pace picks up, licking at the prominent vein of the blonde’s cock. “fucking filthy exhibitionist.” he mouths as the group of students start to investigate. right about to catch the dirty doings of the duo, they’re called by the remnants of their friend group to go get food. “too bad,” he threw his head back, hard footsteps and chatter slowly disappearing in the distance until the library door finally closes, leaving the room silent. “they didn’t see me fill your throat with cum.” he says, finally shooting his load into your mouth. 

the library consists now of katsuki’s moans and y/n audibly gagging here and there. “your turn.” the next thing she knew, she was bent over the desk they were studying at. “we were supposed to study, weren’t we? okay.” he let out a deep chuckle, opening the textbook she used to study. “page 357, what is knowledge?” the cold breeze of the air-conditioned library made her shiver as he hoisted her skirt up, groping her ass and thumbing her clit. “i... i haven’t gotten to that page ye-”

spank.

“ow, fuck!” the slap stung, and katsuki chuckled, kneading her ass cheek with the same hand he used to spank it. a thumb grazing the wet patch in her panties. “page 17, what is psychology?” y/n gulps, legs quivering. “scientific study of... of mental process and behavior...” the tension is thick when he doesn’t speak, she tries to look back at him to see what he’s doing only to be cut off by a moan when one of his fingers dig inside her, slowly moving in and out. “the more correct answers you give, the faster i go. the more wrong answers you give, the slower i go. understood?”

“u-understood.”

“page 137, when was behaviorism introduced?” fuck, y/n didn’t like numbers. katsuki stops moving his fingers and she whines, trying to pry her brain for the answer. “1913...?” a sigh leaves her lips when he starts moving again, a little faster now. “good girl.” this went on for ten more questions, her ass stinging, legs giving up, and tears rolling down onto the table. she had already cum twice, mind becoming hazier and hazier with each question. “that’s it baby, one more question. page 270, which theory of abnormal behavior stresses the importance of current experiences and the persons view of themselves?”

y/n felt his cock prodding at her entrance and she whines, thrusting back to try and get it inside of her. katsuki puts the book down, gripping her hips and pinning her wrists above her head. “nope, answer the question first.” he teases, rubbing her slit up and down with his cock. “existential theories.” she answered proudly, a small oh, yes leaving her lips when he slowly bottoms out inside of her. “good girl, you like being fucked out here? when anyone can walk in and see you?” 

the size of his cock was amazing, it felt amazing. the females eyes lull shut, gripping down at the table with her fingers as katsuki picked up his pace, heavy balls slapping her clit with each thrust. y/n can only nod, face contorting in pleasure as skin slapping, her whines and his grunts bounced off the four walls of the library. “good girl.” he says for the millionth time, bending over to give her shoulder blade a kiss. “fuck! g-gonna cum again!” she warns, legs shaking and sobs leaving her lips. 

“so pretty when you cry,” katsuki whines out, thrusts growing sloppier and faster. “so. fucking. p-pretty.” a loud moan escapes both of their lips and his hips stutter, shooting his load inside her. he thrusts a few more times, prolonging their orgasm. soon, he pulls out and they’re both panting. with a swift movement, he spanks her ass one last time before pulling her panties up, keeping his cum inside. 

y/n is still fucked out, drool and tears all over her face as she got up from the table. katsuki grabs a chair and moves it to her, slowly sitting her down. “you hurt anywhere?” he tried to act cool while snatching her phone, offering her his jug. “fuck off, i see you taking my phone. unblock yourself if you want, i don’t plan on watching your stupid lives anyway.” she choked out, wiping the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. katsuki rolls his eyes at this, unblocking himself and unfollowing all the other camboys you had. 

“we’ll see about that, pretty face.”

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[farmnap]

Fluff Alphabet-Sapnap

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?) 

He likes your humor. He likes your beauty. He loves everything about you. Mostly, though, he loves your kindness. You are just so nice to him. You hold him, whisper sweet things to him, and make him feel like its all alright.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?) 

He definitely wants a family, obviously not anytime soon though. He believes that he’d be a good father and that you’d be a good parent as well. He doesn’t tell you this, but sometimes he dreams about having a child, their little hands and feet. He goes through baby fever like every two months. 

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?) 

He prefers to hold you most of the time, it makes him feel like he’s protecting you. He will spoon you most nights or hold your head to his chest and wrap his other arm around your body. Sometimes tho he lets you lay on top of him and just sleep. He likes your weight on him, thin or not. 

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

i assume they'd be chill or more just hangouts. Like going to an arcade or an escape room. If it was a special occasion, birthday or anniversary, he’d take you to a fancy restaurant. He’d hate getting dressed up and eating food that isn’t worth the money, but he’d do it forever if it meant he got to see you happy. 

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

My lifeline. You make his world turn and his heart keep beating. Everything he does is for you (In a non weird obsession way) he just wants you to be happy

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?) 

He knew he was in love when you showed up at his house to hold him after he sounded upset on a call. that's it, no questions asked, you were just there.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?) 

He’s so gentle it’s almost infuriating to you because sometimes he wont even touch you. Like when y’all first started dating, he wouldn't hold your hand because he didn’t want to squeeze to much. He wouldn’t cuddle you because he didn’t want to suffocate you. He treats you like a doll

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

after he got over the hand holding fear stated previously, he holds your hand tightly, almost afraid to let go. He holds your hand whenever he can: in the store, in bed, on walks, in the car, on dates. He always has his hand in yours.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

His first impression of you was probably about your appearance. He’s only a 20 okay so he probably looked at your butt or chest first. Obviously when he actually talked to you, he would realize you were funny and nice. But yeah, purely physical at first.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

omfg yes. He gets so jealous. Sapnap’s not the kind of bf to get like toxic or rude when jealous tho. He just gets insecure and sad. 

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

You kissed him first, he was way too nervous to make the first move. He kisses you softly and with his hands on your cheeks. He loves holding you when you kiss, holding you close. Once Y’all are more comfortable with each other he may even put his hand on your neck while kissing you. It makes him all giddy.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

He would say it first, on accident. probably after being intimate and having you on his chest. Too lost in his mind, it just comes out.

“I love you”

“What?”

It scared both of you at first but then you smile and cuddled closer. It didn’t matter to him if you said it back right then or not, he knew you cared for him.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

When you guys stayed in on your 6 month anniversary. The plan was to go out and eat at this super fancy place but you guys missed the reservation. Instead of being sad, you guys stayed home and watched a bunch if princess movies and cuddled. It was sweet and the first time y’all actually just hung out.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

He doesn’t spoil you too much actually. He knows you can buy your own stuff and doesn’t try to take over if you don't ask him too. BUT on special occasions you are getting everything you even look at. he once dropped about 2,000 dollars on jewelry as a gift on your birthday.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Pastel yellow. Its a color of friendship and trust, which is what your relationship is built on. 

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He uses the usual babe a lot, i cant see him using darling im sorry. He also 100% uses baby and sweetheart. Honey is also used. But mostly he would use variations of your name. 

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

He likes castles and royalty. Obviously there is still queens and stuff but he loves the whole castle fantasy. He thinks about being a knight in shining armor to save you.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

He uses this as an excuse to stay in bed and cuddle. Like that’s all he would want to do. No food, no responsibilities, just snuggling.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

When he was single he would just sleep or eat. We’ve all been there and there's nothing wrong with it. But now that he has you he would rant to you or cry. If you were upset he would listen to any and all problems you had without comment. He would just be there for what ever you needed.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

he talks about school, his family, his friends, and a shit ton of random Minecraft. Even if you got sick of it, you stick around bc he’s cute when passionate.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

in the most respectful way, he likes to have sex. it makes him happy and calms him down. Obviously if you weren’t feeling it, he wouldn’t make you and would go for just kisses and cuddles, also watching Moana bc he loves that movie. 

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

he shows off his set up and shoes. He splurges on those things and will be damned if the whole world doesn't know. 

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

He wouldn't propose for a while and surely not until y’all are both out of college and stuff but when he does its a whole thing. He takes you to a beach saying something like, “I heard the boardwalk food is amazing” or something like that. He would probably invite dream along to record and also being there for the biggest moment of his life. Obviously, you say yes and its so cute.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

(I’m sorry about this one I’m not a big music person)

"I'm Gonna Love You Through It" by Martina McBride is what i picked bc he would always be there no matter what, he just loves so much

Y = Yikes (Do they ever mess up in the relationship?)

Sapnap has made many many mistakes. He can be rude sometimes without even realizing it, he can spend more time with George than you, he can ignore you for a week for something petty. Thankfully, he comes to his senses after a while and talks to you about it. He tries to be as good as he can and communicate to you but he’s not perfect.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

oml he would beg you for a dog everyday! he just wants a German Shepard named Bently is that too much to ask?

[dameronology]

obi-wan kenobi relationship alphabet

as requested by the lovely @read-and-rec - i hope u enjoy!!

a - actions. what sort of things do they do to show they love their s.o?

for obi-wan, it would be in his every day actions. he's not all that big on grand gestures - can't be drawing attention to a relationship he's not supposed to be in after all - so it's reflected in the actions that show how well he knows you. like, he always flips the pillow before you come to bed so that it's cold, and when you have a particularly early start, he'll get up 20 minutes before you to make you breakfast

b - beginnings. how did the relationship begin? how has it changed?

i don't think obi would get into a relationship in the casual way -- he'd probably have to be in love with his best friend (that's u, ofc) and it would take a life threatening event for him to finally confess his love. not a lot would change, bc you're still best friends, but obviously there's the added closeness and love.

c - comfortable. how comfy are they with each other? peeing with the door open close, or would they rather keep the mystery?

he'd let you determine that. but also bc most of your time together is spent within your quarters, due to the natures of your job and the risk of people seeing, you're within close proximity a lot of the time so you're bound to be pretty comfortable around each other. you wanna burst into the refresher when he's in the shower cos you you had twice as much coffee as ur bladder can hold? he's not gonna stop you

d - dates. do they consider dates to be important? what kind do they prefer?

his favourite kind of dates are the ones where he gets to be close to you - whether that's wandering round the temple gardens after dark, or curling up in bed and watching a movie. if you ever get the chance to catch a break and escape to a far, far away planet, he'd definitely be up for something more grand.

e - engagement. how would they propose? who would even pop the question?

i don't think he would propose - more on that later - but if he did, it would be low key. even though there's like 0% chance of you rejecting him, he wouldn't want to put that pressure on you by making a big, public ordeal of the occasion

f - fundamental. for them, what is the most fundamental part of a relationship?

support & commitment. for obi-wan, he needs someone who's gonna be there for him through thick and thin; someone who will listen to him when he needs to vent and someone who will lay with him in bed when everything gets too much. he also needs someone who is committed and in it for the long run, bc he's lost so many people and can't face to see another go (especially by choice). of course, you get both things in return from him.

g - gratitude. how do they show their appreciation for you?

he just says it how it is. ten times a day really, but especially before bed - "have i ever told you how much i love and appreciate you?"

h - home. a random domestic headcanon.

he's terrible to share a bed with. you'll fall asleep on your respective sides of the bed, hands interlinked, and then get woken up two hours later by him spreading out on the whole mattress like patrick the goddamn star fish, forcing you onto the floor

i - infinite. do they believe their love is endless, or is there something that could break it?

obi-wan is both. if you turned to the dark side, or betrayed him or his cause, he could never forgive you, and the relationship would most certainly be over. it doesn't mean he'd stop loving you though - he couldn't ever do that. not even if he tried his hardest. so, his love is infinite but there are things that could make him turn away from you.

j - jokes. who's the funny one?

if you like dry humour, he's definitely the funny one, but with practical jokes and puns, that would be you.

k - kiss. how do they kiss? favourite type?

every morning before he goes to work, obi-wan will pull you towards him and give you a deep, breath-taking kiss; with one hand on your back and one on your neck, it'll be on your mind for the rest of the day. that's his favourite type of kiss.

l - longing. who's the clingy one? how are they with long distance?

neither of you, but also obi-wan sometimes. obi-wan becomes a thousand times clingier when he has nothing to do; if he's between missions and meetings, he'll stick to your side like a golden retriever. it's cute at first, but then when you can't even sit down for twenty minutes to do paperwork without him wrapping himself around you? that's when you drop the council a message and beg them to do something with him. anything.

m - marriage. do they wanna get married?

initially, obi-wan isn't all that bothered by marriage. he doesn't need a ceremony or a wedding to prove either person's commitment - and he just kind of assumes that all those vows and promises are a given, regardless of whether you have a legal document to hold you to your word.

but, if you're still together after order 66, when he's on tatooine? he'd never be opposed to it. if it's important to you, he'll respect that.

n - nicknames. what ones do they like?

he likes when you call him obi, and for you, it's either my darling or my love

o - over the top. are they ever ott? or are they more low-key?

maybe in battle, but obi-wan generally relies on subtle & low-key gestures rather than massive displays of affection.

p - picture. what's their favourite picture of them and their s.o?

there's a selfie you took on your second or third date (idk if selfies exist in the star wars universe but...we move). he has his arm around you, and you're pressing a kiss to his cheek. it's so simple, but it means everything to him.

q - quintessential. what is one they would refuse to compromise in their relationship? what's a deal-breaker for them?

again - the dark side. even if he breaks the code to be with you, obi-wan is going to a dedicated jedi til the day he dies and it's something he holds in a regard as high as his love for you. so, he could never, ever be with someone who ever went against what he believed in, or someone susceptible to slipping.

but if he did see the person he loved turning to the dark-side? he'd do everything in his fucking power to stop it. he'd lose sleep and risk his life to help you, but once you're gone, that's it. if he couldn't save you before, he knows there'd be no chance once you'd turned.

t - tattoo. would they ever get matching tattoos with their s.o, or a tattoo for them?

probably not a tattoo, but i don't think he'd be opposed to subtly engraving your initials on his lightsaber

u - understanding. how understanding are they? or are they a little difficult?

understanding KING. it doesn't matter what the issue is, he's gonna be there to listen and make you feel valid. even if you do something that irks him a little bit, he'd still have all the patience in the world.

v - vases. do they buy flowers?

all. the. time. sometimes for special occasions, sometimes just because

w - wandering. do they wanna travel? or immediately settle down?

before order 66, obi would love travelling with you, provided you both work in a similar field and he can make it look conspicuous. if it's after, he's not entirely enthusiastic about planet hopping when darth goddamn vader has it out for him, but he would absolutely love to settle down.

x - ex. how many exes do they have? any horror stories?

one word: satine.

y - you. favourite thing about their partner?

just...everything. he could never choose a favourite thing. he could say your eyes, and the way you sparkle when you laugh, but then he'd feel bad for forgetting your butt, and the little dimples in your hips, and the way your brow creases when your confused. see what i mean?

z - zeal. how excitable are they? who's the calm one?

he's definitely the calm one. he can be very enthusiastic in battle, but in other aspects of life, he has the chilled out aura of someone who has consumed a pound of the devil's lettuce

[otakusheep15]

SFW Alphabet - Solomon

This is for my best friend/mother as she is the biggest Solomon simp I’ve ever seen lol. Also, this is gonna be angsty cause I love writing angsty Solomon

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He pretends to not like affection, but he’s a softie and we all know it. Really, all he needs is a hug and he’ll just melt on the spot. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

One word: chaos. You two as best friends cause untold destruction and cause Lucifer several migraines per day. Being besties with him also means being besties with Asmo, so be prepared for that as well.  

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves cuddles. Maybe it’s just the fact that he hasn’t had much physical contact in who knows how long, but he loves any form of contact. His favorite ways to cuddle is him on his back with you either laying on top of him, or on the side of him with your head on his chest. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I can’t see him as the type to settle down, be he’d consider it depending on the person. And while he’s a terrible cook, he’s not half bad at cleaning and other household chores. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’d be super blunt about it. Honestly, he’s scared to get with anyone to begin with since, ya know, immortality and all, so it’s been a while since he’s actually had to break it off. His main goal when breaking up with someone is to get them away from him, so he wants to make sure the way he breaks up with them will make them want to stay away. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Afraid of commitment. I imagine the last time he tried to commit to someone was before he became immortal, so having to watch them die made him vow to never get that close to anyone again. Then he met you, and all of that has been thrown out the window. He might try and rush things a bit, but he just wants as much time with you as possible. So, while he is afraid to commit, he’ll do it for you. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He’s bad at human interaction, so he might not know if he accidentally hurts you, but he’ll be quick to apologize once he realizes. Honestly, he’s better at being physically gentle since he can control that better than emotions.  

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Loves hugs. They’re one of his favorite things ever. He just finds such comfort in them, and they’re great for stress relief. His hugs are a bit on the aggressive side, but they’re still very enjoyable. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’d say it on accident. And then he’d try to play it off to hide how embarrassed he is. It is pretty early on, but he does mean it with all his heart. Please say it back, he hasn’t heard it in a while. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He gets extremely jealous. Like, you spend so much time with the brothers and he can’t stand that. Of course, he would never admit it, but he would try everything he can think of to get you away from them. Once, he almost resorted to food poisoning out of sheer desperation. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses differ depending on his mood, but they’re usually soft and full of passion. His favorite place to kiss you is your neck because it gets a nice reaction out of you. His favorite place to be kissed is the top of his head cause he’s secretly a big softy who wants to be babied.  

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s not the most fond of kids, but he’ll tolerate them. They’re are fun to tease though, especially Luke. 

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

he’s either waking you up at the crack of dawn to work on some new potion, or he’s sleeping in until past noon and refuses to get up. Regardless, you are not leaving his side. If he gets up, he’ll drag you up with him. If he wants to stay in, he’ll hold you there until he’s satisfied. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He’ll usually be up late working on something or other, but he’s never up for too long. He jins you in bed when he’s done, and he’ll cuddle the crap out of you an an apology for keeping you waiting. He’s also fond of talking to you about random stuff that happened throughout the day until one or both of you fall asleep. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

This man is one of the most secretive people to ever exist. He wants to open up to you, honestly he does, but he just can’t. he’s so worried that all of his emotional baggage will drive you away, and he couldn’t stand losing another person he cares about. So, he keeps everything hidden. With time, he’ll start opening up if you push enough buttons. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He’s really good at pretending he’s patient. On the outside he’s his same-old self, but on the inside he’s fuming. His patience tends to wear especially thin around the brothers (except Asmo). It’s a mixture of jealousy for how much time they spend with you, and anger that they refuse to make a pact with him. But he keeps it all under wraps. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He does remember a good bit of information, but he sucks at remembering small details. For example, he may know what month your birthday is in, but he cannot remember the actual date. Or, he would remember your favorite movie genre, but not your favorite movie in said genre. He tries his best though. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He loves this one time where you tried to help him cook something. You were tired of dealing with the mess that is his cooking skills, and you wanted him to make something that wouldn’t kill you. Everything started out fine until you accidentally get some flour on him. It wasn’t much, but still. He just turns to you without saying anything before launching some flour right back at you. And then the casual baking session turns into an all-out food war. The kitchen is a mess and you two end up getting scolded by Simeon later, but it was totally worth it.  

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Oh he’s very protective. I mean, you’re a defenseless human surrounded by powerful demons who want to eat you, of course he’d be protective. He would never mean to over-bearing, but he can come off that way sometimes. He used to protect those he cared about before he became immortal, so the habit comes back with you now. He doesn’t need protecting for obvious reasons, so it’s all the more reason to focus on protecting you. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Surprisingly, he prefers more lowkey dates. Maybe it’s because he rarely gets any alone time with you, but he loves just chilling out together practicing magic. if you did want to go out, he would take you somewhere in the Human World to get away from all the chaos of the Devildom. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Obviously, his cooking could kill a man, but we’re gonna move past that since it’s low hanging fruit. Besides that, he has a tendency to by pretty cunning and he’s always planning some kind of prank. He also has a tendency to get jealous of the brothers a lot, and that can make him salty when you guys can finally hang out. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He used to be pretty concerned with his looks, but he’s gotten over it. He still tries to look decent since he is in the presence of some powerful demons, but it isn’t at the forefront of his mind. Although, since becoming besties with Asmo, his vanity has started picking up again.  

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Maybe yes, maybe no. He’s had to deal with loss several times over, so he could probably learn to deal with it like he did before, but you could be different. It really just depends on what kind of impact you have on him during your time together. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

We all know that it’s basically canon that he and Asmo have hooked up before lol. But I also lowkey think he’s hooked up with both Barb and Satan. I have no real reason as to why I think this, but I do and I’m sticking to it. I don't even ship it that much, I just think he would do something like that. 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He actually doesn’t like someone he knows he’d get attached to. He doesn't want to go through that pain again, so he wants to remain distant. Also, he doesn’t like someone who doesn’t understand or accept what he’s been through and what he’ll continue going through. He wants someone who understands and who he can talk to about it. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He gets very clingy in his sleep. If he’s sleeping with someone, they can expect to be trapped in his arms until he wakes up. And if you try to escape, he just hugs you even tighter.