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xxstylefntsyxx · 5 months ago

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Lazy ass

Context: You've been fed up with tojis lazy behavior around the house. Granted, he pays your bills and for you to live a good lifestyle. But the constant cleaning up behind him, you were done. You yelled at him about these issues, but he never acknowledged it. He always steps over you and ignores you. But after he came home today, you were fucking done....

*This is a reupload that a nice person requested me to repost from my community*

Content warning: toji fucking you like you crazy, kinks, back!shots, you called him a bitch, controlled fucking, hairpulling, drooling and spit. Toji is just a mass dickhead who gets turned on by the way you yell at him. Use of the word nigga.

You were fed up with it. You just got done cleaning your room, and low and behold, here his bum ass come; throwing the bed apart, clothes on the floor, plates and cups and his big ass snoring on the bed laid out like a dead man. You were fuming at this point. You picked up the clothes and fixed the room again before smacking him with a pillow. He jolted up, tense already like he was prepared to fight. He looked at your face, slowly started calming down. "Fuck wrong with you?" He asked in a bored tone.

"Nigga are you fucking serious!?" You yelled. He sat up a bit more getting comfortable around the plush pillows and bedding. "Nigga you been here for X amount of days and yet everything is always in disarray cause of you!" You yelled. He sat their confused, he let out a groan, "Not this shit again."

"Yes, this shit again! The fuck!? You lay up in my fucking house and don't do shit! When the last time you picked up a broom? Wished a dish? Folded a pair of fucking clothes? Not a damn thing!" You yelled, you were in the bathroom now, cleaning it up again and fixing the counter.

"You always complain about the stupidest of shit y/n, you know that? I pay bills and pay for yo' expensive ass hobbies... whatchu' ever give me?" He mumbled, loud enough for you to catch it. You came storming out the bathroom towards his lazy ass.

"What!? Bitch what have you ever given me other than a fucking headache!?" You were angry, tears pricked you eyes and toji's non attentive form, molded upon the word bitch.

He was quick, in your face grabbing your throat. You were shocked, waiting for the squeeze so you could spazz. But it never came, he held your neck in his hands, face close to yours eyes low.

Who the fuck are you talking to?" He asked you in a low voice. You looked in his eyes, you were angry as hell. But his face and his hand grip left you kinda, wanting more. You almost forgot how this man got to you when you were angry.

It's like he tries the sexy route before he has to battle the endless arguments that stacked themselves when you gained a brain and consciousness after a night of, "Fighting."

You tempted a word, "I was talking to you fushigu-", the air was taken from you momentarily when his grip tightened slowly. It was sexy, causing you to shiver.

"You was talkin' to who?" He asked you again. You couldn't even form another sentence before he wasn't in front of you anymore.

Dammit, heavenly restriction was a bitch when yall argued. Especially when he used it to get away and text you later talking about you was on some bullshit so he went to gojos. You felt his hands ghost his t-shirt you were wearing. He was behind you, dick pressed against your plush ass.

You were about to grab his hands, holding your ass, "Ah-uh toji! Nah- you not finna get out thi-" he pushed your hand away from him, he slapped your ass earning a whine. "Move yo' fucking hands. I'm still trying find out who a bitch." He snarled.

He pulled the shirt up, revealing a pair of blue underwear. He grinded against you, grinning at the way your ass molded against his dick print. He groaned, twitching excitedly in his boxers. He saw an opportunity and pushed you forward. You landed on the bed, posted up on both hands.

"Toji, fucking st-" You tried to grab at his hand again. You felt his rough hand snatch your wrist and pin it behind you. He leaned over you, slinging a muscular arm around your neck, pulling you up roughly.

His breath caught your ear, "Who a bitch y/n?" He asked you again. The question was sickening and repetitive, you were irritated with his attempts at, persuading your anger.

Shock brung you back from your thoughts, you released a soft moan when his teeth nibbled your ear lobe. You tried to pull your head away, but his lock around your neck semi tightened forcing a stillness in your neck. You moaned again, his hand let go of your arm and went under the shirt to graze your breast. "Ouh fuck~" You moaned.

He grinded against your ass some more, twisting and rubbing a nipple, "Tell me who the bitch? Cause right now I'm looking at mines and I see no other in here." He said, biting down on your lobe.

You were horny, yes, but you were angry, yes. But who said you can't be both? You wanted to see just how far he'll take it. So you opened your mouth, "You- you bum ass ni~" He sucked his teeth, "Mane-", he pushed you on the bed roughly. He grabbed your legs pulling you halfway off the bed.

"Toji stop fucking pushing me!" You whined. He smirked, pulling at your panties. He tugged them down, earning a whimper and another whiney stop.

"Touch my hand again, and imma lock you in place and fuck you till you can't breath. Stop playin' y/n and lemme see." He said. His voice showed firmness, you put your hands in front of you.

"That's what I love, fucking obedience." He groaned. His fingers found their ways inside your warm walls. You shivered, his hands were fucking cold.

His fingers pistoned inside you, "Mmm~ she mad at me too?" Toji purred at you. You weren't even listening to him. You were too busy, tightening around his fingers to care.

Toji worked around your walls and pressed against that soft spot righttttt...

"Ouhh fuck right there daddy! Mmm~ right fucking there!" You pushed your ass back against his fingers. You felt your pussy throbbing, your juices running down your legs; you were embarrassingly wet.

Toji smirked. His dick was jumping in his boxers. It couldn't breath, and neither could he. He was just holding his breath. He didn't wanna come yet, but this sight of you. Bent over, shivering, cumming around his fingers. Your sweet pussy drooling around his middle and ring finger.

"O~ oh fucckk! Fuckk! Fuck! Fuck~♡" You shook, pulling yourself off his fingers. Toji wasn't finished, he needed to get his point across.

He wasn't done arguing with you, not in his own little way. He gripped your sides, rubbing his thumbs on the stretch marks. You were spent laying there to realize. "Ah~ toji baby, mm mm!" You shook your head. But he was already pulling his boxers off. He was too gone to care.

His dick landed on your ass, jiggling, "Mm~ I'm not done proving my point~ Always yellin' always wantin' some attention. She do too~ she mad at me, mad mad lil' things... lemme finish my point bae~", he was whispering.

You were shaking, barely standing from that last orgasm. His dirty ass talking had you weak in the knees. Toji pulled your ass apart, a cool air hit your wet cunt, he drooled, sliding his dick between your folds. He slowly started filling you, your thighs started shaking. "Shit~! Toji! Baby~"

"Nah, imma bitch remember?" He reminded you of your earlier comment. Your response was something he didn't expect, "O-oh! I forgot..."

"You funny?" He asked. His hips snapped forward, nestling his cock perfectly inside you. You let out a strained moan, your head was buried in the sheets that smelled like him. Toji hissed, "Mm! Too deep off in that pussy bae?" You fingers curled around sheets. "Toji~!" You said in a shaky high-pitched voice.

"Bitch.", he hissed. A rough pace established itself within the bounds of this fucked up "arguement."

"Ngh~ daddy!" You moaned under him. A hand found it's way roughly through your hair, picking you head up as it yanked you out of the bed.

"Open yo' fuckin' mouth when I speak to you." He chuckled deeply. You didn't even hear a question muttered. You tried to focus on the argument at hand that you were apparently having.

"You got an attitude all for what? Some clothes and some fucking dishes? You don't yell at me when I'm deep in 'er. That be the only way I have to talk to you, cause you be fuckin' spazzin' like a lil' hothead.", toji leaned down, his dick was arching dangerously into your g-spot.

"Now why you be givin' my pussy a bad name? You so argumentative ma', and for what? Some dick? Yeah?" Your hand found his in your hair, trying to pull his tangled fingers out of your soft hair. Toji smacked your ass, "Stop that shit and answer me. You tryna' stop me but I ain't heard not a damn word."

He was right, you haven't said a safe word. And right now, this man was plowing you and you ain't got not an issue. You drooled, eyes rolling back as his cock hit every pressure point inside you.

"You now damn well, I don't have to do shit in this house, yo bills are paid, yo' hobbies are supported and yo' nails, hair, clothes and shoes are paid for... yo spoiled ass walk 'round this house, and ion even get a thank you daddy anymore. But go' head tell me bout the house! Mm fuck~ go 'head tell me why you be walking through our home yellin' like you done lost yo' mind."

You were stuck, and his hard body leaned against you. His hand lost your hair, and glide down to your hips, thrusting deeply. Your head hung down, crying a whimpering, "I don't know! Daddy! Fuck!"

"Yes you do stop lyin' and lay the fuck down." You laid down like he said, instinctively arching dangerously.

Toji bit his lip, "How many should I give you fa' lyin' on this dick?" He asked you, jiggling your ass in his right hand, occasionally giving it a squeeze. You shook your head. You were drunk off that feeling of helplessness he gave you. Like a soft escape, it brung you down to relaxing cock drunk hysteria.

Toji responded to your silence with, "You quiet now but you had all that mouth... now you tell me who the bitch?", he laughed when you started babbling apologies.

"When you coulda' not did that shit and waited till I got up. I just got off a mission an hour ago, and here you come, 'mm! Toji! You don't do this!', or, 'see this why you be gettin' yelled at cause see!'" toji flipped you on your side, you head lolling with your body. You thought he was gonna give you God breaking backshots, but this sudden change confused your shakey head.

"Now my dick hard, you look fuckin' stupid and I'm angry." He said. He pulled your thighs apart, hiking a leg over his shoulder. Your pussy was creamy, it was all around his dick, "Now you layin' here gettin' yo' pussy handled when you coulda' just came in here did what you needed to do and left up outta here."

He slipped himself inside of you again with a groan. You gripped the sheets, moaning like a whore, "Ou! I'm sorry! I'm sorry daddy! Mm just angry you don't pay me attention when I do all this cleaning and you go behind me and mess it upp! L- like you don't care!"

"Cause I love it when you yell at me." He said sadistically. He was fucking you without a stop in sight. Your tits bounced against your rib cage, you felt another orgasm, but this one felt like you might squirt.

"I fuckin' love that crazy eye you got when you get so tense bout some shit I did. It gets me stiff when that ass walks away from me angrily, pussy snug between them thick warm thighs. I be wantin' t'bend you over. Mmngh, fuck the shit outta you." He admitted, his thrusts becoming sloppy, signaling his end too.

And he called you crazy...

You started fumbling with his grip on your wayward thigh, "Ngh! Daddy! Daddy no! I just cleaned these sheets, mngh toji I don't like the red onessss!" You squeeled.

Toji shook his head, "Nah~ squirt on it... you such a clean freak to be such a dirty fuckin' bitch♡" He was right. You were so concerned with being clean, you completely forgot he has his sides too.

Yeah, he was a dirty ass bum. But, fuck was he yours. "Mmngh~ Cumming~!", you yelled. Your body arched. Toji let out a praise before cumming deep in you. A lil too deep. You hit his arm, "Deep!"

"Yeah.." He pulled out.

After that morning, you've noticed slight changes in his bum ass behaviors. It brings you an actual sense of ease seeing him take the trash out the next day.

How nice of him.

Even though he was still a bum in your mind. It was good he took the initiative in trying to change for you.

♡

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#jjk x black reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #toji x black reader #toji x reader #toji smut

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pandorxxx · 2 years ago

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Trading places

Lo’ak x omatikayan fem reader

Warnings: p in v, cursing,multiple creampies, orgasms, praise kink, dom-reader, whimpering/frustrated/crying lo’ak.

🔞mdni🔞

“Shiiiiit.” Lo’ak whimpered, his tied hands pressing against your stomach to slow you down. You had been riding him for the past hour, milking him dry of everything. Ropes of his own seed dripping down his balls with every bounce of your hips. Sticky pelvises colliding rapidly.

“You can take it, right? Isn’t that what you make do?” You moaned, holding onto his clammy shoulders as his head fell back on the couch. He shook his head lazily, tears streaming down his flushed face.

“I-Im so sorry, baby. I’m sorry, but I-I can’t do this. Please.” He spoke breathily, voice rippling with each hard bounce to his lap. His eyes met yours, he was practically pleading from the gaze he gave you, but all you did was kiss his forehead.

“No, baby. I want you to cum for me.” You teased, rolling your hips into his. He gasped, glancing down at the source of pleasure.

“Ohhh come o-nnnn. I came s-seven times already- ngh!- please. I don’t t-treat you like this. It’s t-oooo much.” He growled in frustration, his teeth chattering from the overstimulation.

“One more time, big boy. You can do it. You’re doing so good for me.” you moaned, purposely clenching around him. He groaned in restraint, his jaw clenching as his head went back again. He wanted nothing more than to rip out of those restraints.

You continued bouncing on him relentlessly. Loud clapping sounds filling the room. Lo’ak was usually the dominant one, and the switch in roles had him frustrated, on top of the unbearable pleasure you were sending him. He began to weep under you. Tears blurring his vision. He tried to push on your stomach again, just to hault your movements.

“Goddamn Y/n, please. Why are y-ouuu fucking me like this? I-I can’t feel my legs baby, pleaseee!” He cried, trying to wiggle out of the restraints, but it was no use.

“Because I WANT to.” You hissed, bouncing on him slow and hard, making his head spin. His mouth flew opened, silent whimpers escaping as his eyes rolled back.

“Yeahhh, baby. You like that? Hmm?” You teased, kissing his bottom lip. He nodded lazily, his body starting to spazz under yours.

“I-I can’t. Fuuuck, I can’t.” He mumbled, his head sinking into his chest as he fluttered in and out of consciousness. You let out a little chuckle, smacking his cheek gently.

“I know, I know. I’m almost done. Just wake up for me.” You reassured, rolling your hips into his. “Ah-a-ha! O-Ok.” He whimpered, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

“Y/n. I-Im gonna cum. I-I’m cumming.” He moaned, lip quivering as his eyes rolled in pleasure. He let out a loud groan before shooting his eighth load of the night, directly into your womb.

“Ohhh yes, lo’ak. I can feel it….so fucking much of it.” You spoke sensually against his quivering lips. Your sweet words making him let out a loud moan as he filled you up to the brim.

“Keep filling me up, lo’ak. Juuuust like that. Pump me FULL, ok?” You moaned in his ear, licking it seductively to tease him.

“Fuuuuuck.” He spoke in an exhausted tone, head finding refuge on the couch again. You sped up the pace, moaning loudly as you chased your orgasm.

“P-please. It’s s-ooo sensitive, y/n.” He whimpered, shaking with every bounce. God, you loved the way he begged.

“2 more minutes. I-I’m almost there! Fuuuck lo’ak.” You whimpered, speeding up your pace. In turn, making lo’aks head spin.

“Ohhh, oh fuck. Ohhhh fuck!” He moaned, trying to get out of those restraints now more than ever. It was the moment when you started to roll your hips, nice and hard. He lost all thought. Beginning to pass out completely with a few sharp whimpers before he closed his eyes.

“YES! SO CLOSE LO’AK!” You screamed, eyes closed as your body began to shake from the on coming orgasm. He let out a small groan in response, still fluttering in and out of consciousness.

“Mmm cumming!” You announced, bouncing your way through your intense orgasm with a Loud moan. You finally slowed down before stopping completely. Catching your breath before looking down at you lifeless boyfriend with a loud gasp.

“Oh God. Lo’ak?” You asked, untying the restraints gently, only for his hands to fall In his lap. He groaned in agony underneath you, grabbing your hips softly.

“I-I’ve gotta.” Lo’ak panted, trying to lazily lift you off of him, with little to no success. “You’ve gotta what, baby?” You asked, caressing the sides of his heavy head.

“Gotta—uhh. C-Clean you up.” He muttered, trying to sit up, only to fail miserably with a loud sigh.

“What did you do to me?” He joked, looking into the sky in defeat. You chuckled, lifting your hips up slowly. He came out with a pop, his seed spilling out of you like a waterfall.

“Ohhh shit.” He groaned, finding enough strength to watch the scene underneath him. “How about i clean up this time, hmm?” You asked, pecking his quivering lips. He rolled his eyes, frustrated at the fact that he couldn’t tend to you how he always does.

“Fine. But this is the LAST time you’ll be in control. You’re too much for me.” He chuckled, rubbing circles into your hips.

“Yes, lo’ak.” You nodded, standing up slowly to tend to your exhausted boyfriend. Maybe you should do this more often?

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studio-of-woof · 1 year ago

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Ruh roh I’m having a funny idea again.

So a friend and I were talking last night about the Roger Rabbit universe and I had Digital Circus fresh on my mind. So I kept thinking about a Digital Circus actor AU.

Glitch Productions being this big recording studio with the sets of like, Murder Drones, Digital Circus and Gaslight District (that one still being under construction).

The Digital Circus cast would be rather different off-camera, like for example maybe Caine is actually kinda socially awkward yet still a loud boi. And this is his first big major role in a project.

Caine Interview:

“How did you end up with the role, Caine?”

“Well… Goose has heard my voiceover performances before and was like “I gotta get this guy on for something!” And so when I auditioned I kinda just got hired on the spot!”

Pomni would still be a bit reserved but she has a lot of confidence for acting. My friend also mentioned how she would probably have a lot of experience under her belt and so she’d kinda help mentor some of the more newer actors, like Caine and Ragatha.

Speaking of Ragatha… my friend said this about her

“Yes, and Ragatha played her character while doing collage and did not expect the show to blow up. She got to finish her last year before filming it full time.”

So the idea of Ragatha’s role also being a first big major role came to mind. So Pomni tries to mentor her, which is kind of a funny image.

Ragatha would still be the mom friend of the group for sure, she would make sure someone’s okay after doing a risky or scary scene.

Ragatha and Pomni interview:

“Pomni’s been kinda helping me with my role, like just—“

“Slowly kind of directing you?”

“That, yeah. [laughing]”

“Of course not disregarding the actual director!”

“Yeah no the director’s great, you’re great. [laughing]”

“But like, with that scene in the hallway? Where I had to act all frazzled? That took a few takes but eventually I got it down pat. I think it would’ve taken longer if Pomni wasn’t there to kinda help me with finding the right… uh… tone I guess?”

“Yeah, tone. You did amazing by the way!”

“No you did amazing!”

Now Jax is a fun one. He’s not a complete douche off camera but he still likes play harmless pranks on set. You know those pixar bloopers? Kind of like that.

Like being in scenes where he’s not supposed to be.

[Filming the scene where Pomni tries to find Caine]

“And… action!”

[Pomni opens up one of the doors. Only to see Jax standing there.]

“Sup?”

“[Laughing] HOW DID YOU GET THERE??”

“Cut!”

I’d also picture whenever he has to be a douche in a scene he’d apologise immediately after when the cameras cut off.

[Filming]

“Ladies first! … No wait why would I say that?”

[Jax pushes Gangle over]

“… and cut! That was good!”

[Jax helping Gangle up]

“I am so sorry-“

“Did I push too hard?”

“Yeah nah you’re good.”

“Alright cool. [giggling]”

Also this it was mentioned during the more recent Hunicast that everyone gets caught off-guard whenever Michael plays Jax since Michael isn’t like Jax at all, I reckon it’d be the same in this universe.

Jax interview:

“Everyone on set has said to me at least once that I don’t act like my character at all and it catches them off guard completely. I just think that’s really funny.”

The idea of Gangle being a really good actor so much so that she puts on a voice for the character has crossed my mind. Much like her VA she’d have a more deeper voice. Yet when acting she puts on the high pitched and nasally voice. Also my friend mentioned how she would say “bro” off-set so that’s a funny thought.

[Filming]

“Bro my comedy mask!”

“Cut!”

“Ah my bad.”

Not much to really say about Kinger, but I did have the idea of him accidentally pulling a hip or something when he did the scene where he spazzes out.

[Filming]

“They’re the two most mentally stable and capable characters to be pai—“

“OWWW! OUH! OUUHH! I think I pulled something!”

“Oh shit you alright?”

“Ye-Yeah yeah I think- I think I should go sit down can we take 5?”

Zooble is just a very chill person off-set. They still maintain that “idgaf” attitude, but they’re less rude about it. Though they would still have a foul-mouth. There also was probably a few times where they got caught smoking weed or having an edible behind the studio after filming.

Zooble Interview:

“Did the Gloink Queen actually eat you on set?”

“Ha. Nah. The one you saw get swallowed was a prop replica of my head. They got it pretty accurately for the budget we had at the time.”

Zooble and Gangle are besties in character and off camera for sure, but there would also be times where Zooble hangs around Ragatha a lot, kind of just unknowingly adopting her as their on-set mother lol (I blame you @/mod-bee)

More interviews:

“Are you scared of centipedes, like actually?”

“Out of character? Oh yeah. Definitely. Too many legs. No thanks. [laughing]”

“Is it sometimes frustrating having to put yourself back together a lot?”

“Eh, sometimes. It is what it is, y’know? Plus as much as I have issues with his bod, it’s helped me gotten the role so… I can at least thank it for that.”

“What’s the worst prank Jax has pulled on set?”

“He hasn’t done anything remotely harmful, he’s too nice for that. But I’d say the time he made Zooble think they actually choked him out. He was a little too good at the bit I’d say. Zooble had words for him after that stunt. [slight chuckle]”

“The one time I regret nothing.”

“Did you end up getting hurt by that bowling ball Jax hurled at you?”

“Oh that? That was a stunt double! Thank god for stunt doubles. We actually go get drinks every now and again. It freaks out the local drunks every time.”

“A lot of people online have said you look like you suffer from scoliosis, is that true?”

“How can I suffer from scoliosis if I don’t even have a spine to begin with? [laughing]”

“Are all your more… cartoony movements CGI? Any special effects involved?”

“Well…. Don’t spread this around.. but… that’s all me. It’s a special talent I have.”

“Huh. Interesting. Does that mean you can actually fly?”

“I dunno! You tell me!”

[Caine slowly floats above his seat]

Bonus:

Whenever they’re not acting on the set of Murder Drones, Uzi, N and V help out with the more technical side of filming. Cameras, lights, and whatnot. Since they can fly they help out with filming bird’s eye view shots.

#the amazing digital circus #actor au #murder drones #tadc #might flesh this idea out more I think it’s adorable

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hearts4jean · 2 years ago

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୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

jean - braiding - modern au -

It is so clear that Jean is a gentleman in case I haven’t made it clear already like a relationship with him would be the most magical epitome ever, you being his first significant other. Sure he’d be a nervous wreck, but it’s so lovely dating him. He’d love doing all that cutesy stuff with you, people around you describe you two as the ‘ideal couple’.

He loves playing with your hair so much whether it’s where you letting him run his fingers through it as you two share a moment while in each others embrace (He’d so play with your hair as you kiss him); even when you rest your head in his lap in case you’re feeling fatigued and gently ruffles your hair (He strokes your hair if you’re asleep to not disturb you too much)

His favourite thing especially is braiding your hair he just finds it so relaxing for the both of you. It’s a skill he’s always had. He utilises it with all the women in his life like his mother, younger sister if he had one, even Sasha at one point. The amount of times he would’ve gotten told off at school for playing with Sasha’s hair as kids by teachers.

Jean always fantasised about braiding your hair too but he didn’t know how to bring it up to you, it seems too sudden and he didn’t really see you have your hair in that style very much. However, he was able to build up the courage to do so as you were getting ready to go out somewhere with him. The only reason he showed up while you were still getting ready was because he accidentally showed up way earlier than planned but this minor mistake all worked out in his favour and yours too in a way.

Jean, sitting on your bed, watches you grumble in the mirror while having your face buried in your palms. He walks up to you, placing his hand on your shoulder.

“Everything alright, []?”

You turn to him with a glum expression; your phone open on Pinterest, the search bar reading “hair inspo” and the images consisting of the most vile ‘wedding hair styles’ from 2014 with a mix of the most complex styles done with unattainably healthy hair. Even Jean, a man who has limited knowledge about how girls work understands how hideous some of those styles are, snickering at some of them as you mindlessly scroll through them.

“How do you feel about braids?”

“Braids? They’re cute, not really my go-to style but-“

“Let me- Sorry, did I cut you off?”

“No no, you’re fine. What were you going to say?”

“Oh, I was going to say you should let me do your hair.”

-“What?”

“Uhh..”

“Sorry, I sounded off-putting right there. I didn’t mean to. What do you mean by me letting you do my hair?”

“I wanna braid your hair. I MEAN! (That sounds too demanding….) Would you like me to braid your hair? It’s fine if you don’t wanna..it’s..ah cool…”

“You know how to braid hair?”

“Yes!”

- You laugh. “Go for it I suppose, you seem very eager to.”

“Merde! Did I really sound like that..?”

“…”

- “Your silence is doing better harm than good”

“Do you want to braid my hair or not?”

“Yes”

“Hah! There you go sounding eager again!” You burst out laughing, pointing your finger at Jean’s face turning into a light pink.

“[]!!!!”

Eventually you do stop messing around with him and he gets to work. Jean tries to be gentle as possible with you all the time no matter the circumstance. “Sorry, did I hurt you?” And i’d be the slightest tug that was a less careful that he intended it to be. He finds braiding hair to be relaxing for him as it sort of allows him to turn all his attention on 3 pieces of hair and how they are supposed to be crossed over repeatedly until he reaches the ends.

The feeling is mutual between the two of you; you found it to be really calming moment between the two of you, creating a new way for you two to bond together. After this, you find yourself getting your hair braided by Jean a lot more often.

Once he starts to get more skilled, he even starts to spazz up the way he braids your hair to. Like braiding in ribbons or adding smaller braids between sections. Your hair is one of his favourite things about you. Jean appears to be this stupidly cocky guy who enjoys messing around with Connie by tormenting Eren or Reiner and doing dumb teenage boy stuff; well thats what he paints himself to be. Who knew the same person also enjoys braiding hair?

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hermesserpent-stuff · 6 months ago

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Wrote a little ahead!!! For the road trip au

Blood death and trauma involving chains.

Gambit twists and tries to run but the ground opens up beneath him. He turns and blows up a wall and leaps. Then a chain springs from the broken rubble and grabs his neck. It yanks him backwards, knocking him off of his feet. He claws at his throat and gags as he strains against the pull. Then his arms are yanked backwards by new chains and any purchase he had gotten to get some relief disappears. He screeches and panics, lighting up the chains on his hands. He cannot get away from the explosion and knocks himself silly against a wall. He coughs and chokes on dust. His chin is grabbed and his face is forcefully turned upwards.

The collar around his neck grows smaller making itself well known against his bleeding neck. Remy whimpers as a thumb rests on his bottom lip and his chin is tilted further up.

“I knew one day another mutant might come for my staff. I knew I would have enemies. I've been preparing, oh yes I have. Now, who sent you? Who told you my staff enhanced my abilities??”

The woman taps her artificial blood red nails against his skin and Remy finds his brain whiting out in panic. The collar tightens ever so slightly.

“Desole! Desole! I didn't know Mademoiselle! Pilat!”

He babbles and finds his hands beginning to spark. She holds the ornate staff firmly in one hand and taps the floor. His arms are yanked in front of him and the chains mould together, covering his joined hands. If he sparks now, he might blow off his hands. So he desperately tries not to do that.

“Don't lie to me, little thief. Now tell me!”

She digs her claws in and traces his bottom lip with a thumb. He squeezes his eyes tightly shut with a shuddering breath. He is back in that tiny tiny room. Adorned in orange jewels and fox imagery. The collar holds him in place.

“If you won't talk, I suppose I can always just keep you around. I do so like collecting pretty things.”

Remy opens his eyes and finds himself babbling again.

“Please Mademoiselle. I didn't know it made your powers more. Pilat! I just-”

She manipulate part of the rubble to press into his mouth and pin his tongue down. Remy gags and squirms.

“No. I'm not going to listen to filthy lies.”

She stomps the floor and it rises around him and turns opaque.

“I will return later. Perhaps some alone time will loosen that tongue of yours pretty boy.”

She turns and Remy struggles violently. He pulls and strains, the shackles biing and the collar choking. He quickly runs out of air and finds black dots spazzing across his vision. He fights back memories as he struggles. He finds his body falling to the side, lungs burning from lack of air. His vision blacks out and he is gone.

Creed snarls and breaks through another wall. He claws and rips, following the scent of the cub. The kid had set of a series of explosions and he had Logan had burst in. But now it seems that the owner of the item has woken and is after them. The walls keep changing. He had lost track of a snarling Logan a few minutes ago, but figures the other feral will be just fine.

He knocks down a door and then he sees Gambit. The kid is lying in a glass box, chains binding him down. Blood drips out of different wounds and the kid-

Is the cub breathing?!!

He slams into the glass and cracks it. He slams it again with a roar. It shatters. Gambit does not react at all. Sabretooth breaks the chains, claws off the collar, and the thing holding the kids hands together. Gambit gasps and coughs as soon as the collar is off, but does not open his eyes. He noses at Gambit's neck. There is a pulse. Weak and fluttering. He whines.

“Gambit. Cub. Please open up your eyes.”

He holds the cub close to his chest. No response. An angry red circle decorates the kid's neck. He licks off the blood and noses his hair again. Sabretooth hears movement.

“Ah, so the little thief was lying. Did you send him, I wonder.”

Sabretooth gently puts down the cub and then roars loudly, making the walls vibrate with his voice. She flinches and he leaps forward. She makes a wall rise and he destroys it. His claws eat away at everything she creates.

When he reaches her, his brain is mad with bloodlust and revenge. He claws and rips, blood splatters decorating the room. He tears the staff from her and holds it tightly in his teeth. She tries to get it back and he claws at her chest. His nails are sharper than before and he snarls at the scent of fresh blood. She falls after that.

Sabretooth hears a noise and he spins. His cub is shakily trying to sit up. Sabretooth trots back to the cub who blinks weakly. The cub says something and Sabretooth chuffs around the stick in his mouth. The cub touches his head and pats his hair. Then gently tugs on the stick that tastes weird. Sabretooth gladly drops it and curls around the little one. He noses and licks, purring as the cub weakly leans against him. The cub mumbles something else then goes limp. Sabretooth worriedly noses at him but the breathing and heartbeat are steady.

#hermes speaks #road trip au #x men evolution #gambit #evo gambit #remy lebeau

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queen-of-the-avengers · 2 months ago

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Iron Man 3: Part Five

Pairing: No Pairing (Implicit Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader and Loki x Female!Reader)

Word Count: ~2.2k

Summary: Tony's past is catching up to him, causing all sorts of problems for not only him but or the people he loves and cares for. Aldrich Killian is back and he is back with a vengeance after one meeting goes wrong. You don't know what he is part of or how Tony is involved but you do know one thing: he messed with your friend, and you don't take that lightly. Now it's up to you and Tony to bring down a world terrorist before he can do any more harm.

Warnings: canon violence and angst

MCU Rewrite Masterlist

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

After eating, you and Tony leave with Harley to the place where the explosion happened. The explosion that prompted Tony to want to come to Rose Hill in the first place.

"The sandwich was fair, the spring was a little rusty, and the rest of the materials, I'll make do. By the way, when you said your sister had a watch, I was kinda hoping for something a little more than that."

You giggle at the Dora watch on Tony's wrist.

"She's six! It's a limited edition. When can we talk about New York?"

"Maybe never. Relax about it."

Tony Stark: Maybe never, relax about it.

"What about The Avengers, can you talk about them?"

Tony goes to answer but you can see the panic on his face. You wave at Harley with a smile.

"Hi, Avenger here. There, we talked about it." Tony gives you a grateful smile. You look at the corner where the explosion happened, seeing five shadows on the walls. There is also a bunch of memorabilia to honor the dead. "What's the official story here? What happened?"

"I guess this guy named Chad Davis, used to live roundabouts and won a bunch of medals in the army. One day, folks said he went crazy and made, you know, a bomb. Then he blew himself up right here."

"Six people died, right?" you ask. "Including Chad?"

"Yeah."

"Five shadows, Tony. Not six."

"Yeah, people said these shadows are like the mark of souls gone to Heaven. Except for the bomb guy, he went to Hell on account of he didn't get a shadow. That's why there are only five," Harley explains.

"Do you buy that?" Tony asks.

"That's what everyone says. Do you know what this crater reminds me of?"

"No idea. I'm not... I don't care."

Poor Tony. He's trying really hard to keep it all together but it's all crumbling apart around him. It doesn't help that Harley keeps asking him questions.

"That giant wormhole, in um... in New York. Does it remind you?"

"That's manipulative. I don't want to talk about it," Tony sighs.

"Are they coming back? The aliens?"

"Look, kid, those kinds of aliens aren't coming back, but I'm guessing different ones will show. We're doing our best to take care of the problem before there is one. Stop with the questions," you snap. "You're making him panic."

Harley pauses but doesn't keep his mouth shut for long.

"Does this subject make you edgy?"

"Yeah, a little bit. Can I just catch my breath for a second?" Tony pants.

"Are there bad guys in Rose Hills? Do you... do you need a plastic bag to breathe into? Do you have medication?"

"Nope."

"Harley, stop," you say.

"Do you need to be one it?"

"Probably."

"Do you have PTSD?"

"I don't think so."

"Yes, he does. Now, stop it."

"Are you... are you going completely mental? I can stop, do you want me to stop? Do you want me to stop?"

Tony's breathing picks up the more Harley asks questions.

"Remember when I said to stop doing that? I swear to God, you're going to freak me out!" Suddenly he rises as his breathing picks up. Ah man, you did it, didn't you? Are you happy now?"

"Tony!" He walks out of the alley but stops at the corner where there is a big pile of snow on the ground. "See what you did, Harley?" You jog after Tony and kneel in front of him. "Tony, breathe. You're okay."

Tony grabs some snow and shoves his face into it to cool his skin before throwing the snow at Harley.

"Your fault, you spazzed me out." Tony takes several deep breaths and nods at you. "Okay, back to business. Where were we? The guy who died. Does he have relatives? Mom? Mrs. Davis, where is she?"

"Where she always is. At the bar."

"See, now you're being helpful."

Since Harley isn't allowed in bars and you need someone to look after the suit, you and Tony break off from him to go to the bar alone. Tony pulls his hat further down on his head to conceal his face, not looking where he's going. He ends up bumping into a woman who drops something.

"Excuse me. You dropped this."

You pick up the wallet and hand it to her. She has scars all over her face that really stand out but her hair falls across her face that covers most of them. Tony doesn't want to be rude for staring at her so he stutters out something.

"Nice haircut. It suits you."

"Nice watch."

"Limited edition."

"Oh, I don't doubt it. Well, you two have a good evening."

She turns and leaves, and you narrow your eyes at her retreating figure. Something doesn't sit right with you about her. Before you can think too hard about it, Tony drags you into the bar. The bar is lively and filled with people, but there is only one person you're interested in talking to. You don't have to know what she looks like to know who she is. She's the only one sitting alone and looking like she wants to die. In her hands are dog tags, probably her son's.

"Mrs. Davis, mind if we join you?"

She looks you up and down before doing the same to Tony. She shrugs. "Free country."

"It sure is."

You and Tony sit across from her, and she sighs like she knows what's coming next.

"Alright. Where'd you like to start?"

"We just want to say we're so sorry for your loss. We want to know what you think happened," you say kindly.

She scoffs and takes out a file from her bag. "Look, I brought your damn file. You take it and go." She drops it on the table. "Whatever was in here, he wanted no part of it."

Tony opens the file and you peer over his shoulder at the contents. There are big letters on the top right-hand corner of the paper. MIA. There must be a miscommunication because you have no idea what she is talking about.

"Clearly, you're waiting for someone else. Are you supposed to meet somebody here?"

"Yeah."

Tony lifts one of the papers and you gasp when you see a photo of Taggert next to one of Chad. You point at Taggert from over Tony's shoulder.

"He was with Happy when the theater exploded. He was the one who set the bomb off," you whisper.

"Mrs. Davis, your son didn't kill himself, I guarantee you. He didn't kill anyone. Someone used him as a weapon."

"What?" she gasps. "You two aren't the people who called me after all, are you?"

"Actually, I am."

You turn and see the woman you bumped into outside the bar. She slams an official-looking badge onto the table, and you stand up defensively. She grabs Tony's arm and twists it behind him, and he goes face-first onto the table. Everyone around you gasps and forms a circle to witness what is going on.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's all this about? What the hell's going on here?"

While the woman is distracted, Tony slides the dog tags over to you, and you grab them. You pocket them before she can notice. She slaps some handcuffs onto Tony's wrists before grabbing you roughly. The only reason you're playing nice is because there are too many innocent people in here that can get hurt if you use your powers. She cuffs you and shoves you back on the chair.

"It's called an arrest. Sheriff, is it?"

"Yes ma'am, it is. And you are?"

"Agent Brandt. Homeland Security." She holds up her badge. "We good here?"

"No, we're not good. I need a little more information than that."

"Well, I think it's a little above your pay grade, Sheriff."

"Yeah, well, why don't you get on the horn to Nashville and uh... upgrade me?"

Whatever is in that file has to do with the Mandarin, you're sure of it. There's something off with Brandt, so you don't want her having the file. You blow and use your air powers to flick the file off the table and underneath one of the booths all without anyone noticing. Everyone is too busy watching Brandt and the Sheriff.

"Alright, you know what? I was hoping to do this the smart way, but the fun way is always good."

She holds her badge behind her back, and you watch with wide eyes when her hand glows red like Taggert's entire body did when he exploded. The heat from her hand is enough to heat the badge, and she shoves the same badge into the Sheriff's face. He screams in pain, and she grabs his gun that's hooked to his hip. She shoots once and the entire place is in chaos. Everyone flees from the bar in terror, but that doesn't faze her. She shoots the Sheriff once more for good measure, and you're not going to stick around to be her target.

"Come on, Tony."

You heat your hands in the same way she did, only you're melting the metal around your wrists. You snap the cuffs with ease and grab Tony's arm as you pull him away from the bar. You're about to take off flying when you notice someone getting out of a black car.

Savin.

"Tony, he was also with Taggert at the bombing."

Savin grins and waves like you're best friends catching up. His eyes glow the same color as Brandt's skin, and you know he's one of them. You grab Tony's arm and run the other way, and Savin raises his gun to shoot at you. However, someone hits him in the face with snow, causing his bullet to go through a nearby window instead of through you.

You look over your shoulder and see Harley hiding behind a thick light pole. You and Tony duck behind a car, and you peer over the side where Savin is. You lift your hand and Savin is thrown into the air by your air powers. You jerk your hand to the left and Savin goes through another store's windows.

"Come on! We can hide in here!"

You blast a window in with your air powers, and you jump through it to get inside a closed restaurant. You help Tony through the window without cutting him since he's still handcuffed. Since this is a small town in Tennessee, people carry all sorts of weapons on them and in their cars to protect what is theirs. The citizens see Brandt as a bad woman and start shooting at her, but she easily gets hold of a shotgun.

You and Tony stand up and notice Brandt outside aiming a shotgun right through the broken window. Without wasting a second, you grab Tony and the both of you jump over the counter at the same time she shoots. The bullet hits the wooden counter, mere inches from your body.

"Turn around."

Tony shifts so that his back is to you, and you heat his cuffs enough to break them off his wrists. Then, everything goes silent. Since Tony is on the end, he tries to see where she is by peering over the side of the counter but comes face to face with Brandt. Before she can grab him, you blast her back with your air powers and jump over Tony's body to put yourself between them.

She goes flying across the empty restaurant, and you dig out the dog tags from earlier. You toss them to Tony and he catches them with ease.

"Go! I'm right behind you!"

Brandt recovers quickly and grabs your throat before slamming you into the wall. Her hand heats up with the intention of burning you, but all you do is laugh. Her eyes are glowing the same color but even you can see the confusion in them.

"What's the matter? Can't burn me like you do everyone else?" Your eyes shine bright red like fire, and she takes a step back from you in shock. "I have fire powers, too. You can't hurt me."

You take one step back but end up slipping on some kind of liquid on the ground. You look into the kitchen and see Tony with a jug of lighter fluid at his feet. You look back at Brandt and grin before putting one fiery hand onto the lighter fluid. The entire area goes up in flames, and you back into the kitchen thinking that the fire is going to stop her.

"That won't keep her. We need to figure something else out," you pant.

"Watch this."

Tony takes the dog tags and puts them in the microwave before turning it on. You spot the gas line behind the stove and break it off, already knowing what plan Tony had in mind. In a matter of seconds, this place is going to blow up, so you need to be out of here when it does. Brandt stumbles through the fire and looks at Tony with a deadly look.

"You walked right into this one. I've dated hotter chicks than you."

"That's all you got? Cheap tricks and a cheesy one-liner?"

"Do you know who you're talking to?" you ask.

"Sweetheart, that could be the name of my autobiography."

Tony pushes you toward the back door, and you two run as fast as you can. Seconds later, the restaurant blows up, taking Brandt with it. You stand in front of Tony and manipulate the fire to go upward, not forward, keeping both of you out of harm's way. Brandt is thrown back from the blast and is thrown over a powerline. The electricity plus the fire is enough to kill her.

"Damn," you pant. "I hope she's dead."

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molarbeardoc · 1 year ago

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HI HI I WAS BORED HERE’S PART TWO (this was written two days ago)

Floor infinity! Going up!

…

Split stood quietly within the slightly cramped space, humming to herself as she waiting for the elevator to stop. She didn’t remember the elevator taking this long time to reach a floor. Maybe something was wrong with the cables? Did it even have cables? Maybe? What did she know; she was a fruit-taur not a technician!

…

What’s it like being a technician anyway? Is she even using the right profession? Sounds like a pretty annoying job. Having to fix everything all the time everytime it breaks or something.

Ding

Her thoughts were interrupted by the familiar ringing ding of the elevator as it abruptly stopped at its floor. As she prepared herself to get out she was instead met with an unexpected, yet not unwelcome, surprise as the sounds of low quality yet cheerful music filled her floppy ears. If that wasn’t enough, the stuffy heat and subtle metallic washing over her as her fellow part bug ‘pal’, or as she considered him, entered the elevator.

The moment he laid his several eyes on her, he let out a sigh.

"Why are you here? What are you even doing here? It’s 5am…"

"Well a fine good morning to you too, Pest..! How’s the subway treating you? I’m on my way to-"

"It’s nice. That’s nice."

"It is isn’t it?"

"話すのをやめて。(Stop talking)."

"Still don’t understand you. MayBEE you should teach me whatever you’re speaking sometime."

"私はパスします (I’ll pass)."

"Heh!"

Silence apart from the usual creaking and funky music filled the elevator. After a few more moments the familiar ringing ding filled the space once more.

`Finally!`

"Oh how time FLIES! It was nice seeing you this morning. Have a LICE day! Oh wait that wasn’t really hygienic… Anyway, bye Pest!"

The party guest beetle only chattered in response. Maybe he wasn’t in a punny mood this morning. Oh well! More for the others.

She stepped off the elevator and onto the floor, taking a deep breath as she inhaled the fresh air. She always wondered how this floor was one of the few that were always outside in the open. That was weird. Very weird. Hmm…

Oh well!

She made her way into the maze, having to hunch over a small bit to fit entirely into the cramped space. She never understood how she could live in here? She found it small and dark and confusing. Then again, she was a bit small and dark and confusing, it fit her in a way.

"Hello? Anyone there?"

Silence

"Guess she does sleEP-!"

Split let out a startled yelp as she turned a corner and promptly bumped into someone. Fortunately she didn’t fall over, unlike whoever had met her head on. She adjusted her glasses and looked down at the spluttering and spazzed being, a warm smile soon gracing her face as the gave a low chuckle.

"Good morning Bive! I hope you don’t mind me dropping in so early. I was a bit impatient and bored so I decided to just come by now!"

The poor hairball was still confused, trying to grasp the situation as she stared blankly at Split before finally coming to her senses.

"AH-! Split! Hello! Had me worried! I thought you were a secret agent of the Clown Military who found me! HAHA-! I knew I picked the perfect spot to block their feeble radio tracking signals! THEY’LL NEVER FIND ME-!"

Split barely understood a word of any of that, she rarely understood Bive in general. That’s what why she loved her. It was always a new conspiracy theory about clowns. Or some life changing 'evidence' that’ll prove her right. She admired that about her. Her confidence that she was in the light, that she knew the truth, while others «minus Split» were manipulated and fed lies by… whoever really!

"You’re right! You’re great at hiding, Bivey. Maybe you could teach me how to avoid them when you get the chance! I’m sure it’ll be very helpful."

"Bivey- GRK-YES! YES! An INGENIOUS plan Split! You’re the only one willing to listen and take precautions! They’re coming after all! It’s only a matter of time before they do arrive! And when it happens we’ll be prepared!"

Bive would shake and tremble, her hands shaking violently as she rambled on and on.

"THAT BRINGS ME TO MY NEXT POINT! While I was trying to finish my corkboard last night, I was hit with a sud-"

"Last night? Bive have you… slept? At all?"

The black haired creature stared at her before letting out a cackle.

"OHOHO THAT’S YOUR BEST ONE YET SPLIT!"

Eventually, her laughter died down she sighed and looked at the fruit-taur. Once realizing it was, in fact, not a joke, she let out an awkward cough and cleared her throat.

"Ah… You’re serious… Ahah..-! When you’re a genius detective as myself, sleep only gets in your way. It makes you vulnerable. I don’t need sleep! Sleep is a one way ticket to getting caught! All I need is my special brew! That’s all I need, HA!"

Split could hardly believe her ears. Is that safe? Is that even possible?! How can someone just not sleep?! A wave of concern immediately washed over her as the detective continued to ramble on and on about her 'special brew'. Was it just pure caffeine? How does one even obtain pure unfiltered caffeine? Is it even legal?

At least that means she had a new goal in mind! Get this idiot to sleep… But how was a new problem… Maybe she could wait her out? No that wouldn’t work… She mentioned her special brew… Maybe if she could stop her from drinking it she’ll crash? It’s plausible, that still left the issue as to how..

Maybe distracting her with something? Maybe they could go to that RedBall Diner! That would definitely work. Now all she had to do was choose her next words carefully. No matter how easy the plan sounded on paper, it had to be executed flawlessly, with no in between.

Considering Bive was not only cautious, but easily deterred by anything that didn’t contribute to her theories, Split had to play her next moves as if this were a game of chess. Not that she knew how to play chess, she was more of a checkers girl.

"Hey Bivey? I was thinking and I really wanna know! What’s your opinions on the diner?"

"OHOHO! Don’t get me started on that place! The robots are weird, the place is weird, their boss?! WEIRD! It’s so strange!"

"Do you think they may be hiding something there?"

"HA! Like they’d hide anything of use in there."

"What if that’s what they want you to think?"

Bive paused. Split could see the gears in her head turning as she continued.

"Maybe they’ve got LOTS of secrets about the clown military or those snow soldiers. Don’t you wanna check just to be safe? After all, you can never be too careful, right?"

Split watched and waited in anticipation, holding her breath as Bive narrowed her eyes, humming quietly to herself as she thought about what the fruit-taur had said.

Inhale

"You make an excellent point.."

Exhale

"Thank you! I think we should get moving, don’t you? We don’t wanna miss out on any opportunities or secrets or other thingies!"

Bive nodded as she navigated the two of them out of the maze, ignoring the babbling of Fleshy and avoiding the corrosive oil of Scary Mike.

Split began wondering if it was just the coffee that left the detective unable to sleep; but it certainly seemed to be a main factor of the problem.

Eventually the two finally exited the maze. How long were they in there for? The sun was already out. Surely it hadn’t been that long. Nevertheless, they approached the elevator and pressed the button, waiting for the doors to open as they sat there quietly.

"… Why do you call an alligator detective?"

"Wha-?"

"An investi-gator…"

"… OH! INVESTI-GATOR! LIKE INVESTIGATORS BUT IT’S AN ALLIGATOR! HAHA!"

Split smiled as she got the joke, letting out a quiet giggle herself as the elevator let out a quiet ding before its doors opened. It was empty for now, no one stood within its wood and metal walls as the two stepped inside.

It was rather relaxing actually, at least for the fruit-taur. Bive looked as if she were about to have an entire breakdown right then and there, staring at one specific corner of the elevator the entire ride. Then again she always did that so there was really no difference for Split.

After a few minutes, the doors of the elevator opened, exposing the RedBall Diner office rather than its front doors. It was a little strange but not enough for anyone to make too big of a deal about it.

Split tapped the shoulder of a distracted Bive and motioned towards the open doors, partially leading and dragging her out of the elevator. Yeah… She definitely needed a good night’s sleep…

Once she came back to her senses, she stiffened at the feeling of someone’s hands on her shoulders, relaxing only when she realized it was only Split.

"Come on. No more staring at walls. We’ve got secrets to uncover!"

So far her plan was working perfectly… Okay maybe not perfectly but it was going well so far! That’s all that mattered to her. Bive was relatively silent for the moment, glancing around suspiciously with narrowed eyes, taking mental notes of her surroundings, even glaring at the animatronics with clear contempt.

"So… What do you think they’re hiding?"

"Isn’t it obvious?! They’re clearly creating more parasitic creatures to gather information for the group!"

"The who?"

"THE GROUP! They’re working with them…"

That didn’t answer her question in the slightest…

"Right! The group! Whoever they are… Say I’m feeling a bit hungry. How about we get something to eat? Since we’re already here and all!"

"There’s no way their food is safe for consumption! They certainly have planted microchips that make their way up to your brain and convince you to buy more pencils! Then the guards in the pencils will attack when you’re at your weakest! They’ll leave you paralyzed before dealing a devastating final blow and leaving you to rot!"

"Alright, alright. But I’m just saying, a cheese pizza does sound pretty Gouda."

"Gouda-? Wha-"

"What Gouda? There’s no Gouda around- OHOH! A CHEESE JOKE! BECAUSE YOU SAID CHEESE PIZZA! AND GOUDA IS TYPE OF CHEESE! I GET IT! HA!"

"Yeah! But honestly I’m gonna get a cheese pizza. Are you sure you don’t want anything? Just to keep your energy up while we look for anything out of the ordinary?"

Bive was left unsure. She hadn’t eaten anything yet and while it would definitely give her the energy, she wasn’t sure if she actually wanted to risk being infected with mind controlling microchips.

"But… The microchips…"

"How about this? I’ll try it out first and let you know if there’s any microchips in it, that way you don’t have to risk getting infected!"

Without waiting for an answer, Split quickly hurried to order a medium pie. Not wanting to be left alone in unfamiliar terrain, Bive hastily followed after whilst growing annoyed .

Could the fruit-taur not see the danger she was putting herself in?! This was a reckless and stupid decision… With each passing moment, Bive grew more and more agitated at her carelessness. Yet as she thought about it, she realized Split was doing this for her. She didn’t have to take the risk, but she did it anyway…

Huh…

That’s actually…

That’s actually pretty sweet…

She sighed as she remained close to Split, listening as she ordered a medium cheese pizza and following her over to one of the tables once finished.

"You’re not actually gonna eat anything are you? That’s a stupidly huge risk to be taking. You don’t know what they’ve put in those things!"

"I’m sure I’ll be fine. No need to worry wart."

Just because she didn’t need to worry doesn’t mean she wasn’t going to. If anything, her nonchalant attitude made it worse. How could she be so calm when she was about to poison herself?! Who poisons themselves and is calm about it?! That’s like… like… like a deer not running away from the snap of a twig! Is a good analogy? Probably not but who cares? Who cares when the person you care for the most is LITERALLY about to put toxins in her body?!

While the wait was only a few minutes, it felt as if it were several hours. The food eventually arriving as Split gave Bive a comforting smile. Of course it didn’t help at all since she was still basically about to ingest death.

The moment she took a bite Bive had thought her heart had stopped. She’s going to have to explain to everyone how the fruit-taur met her end. She was never gonna meet anyone who actually understood her again. She would have to bury her on her own. What were her favourite flowers? As much as she didn’t trust them she was going to have to bring some twice a year. One for her birthday and another for her death day. Oh the humanity! How would she-

Wait…

Wait a minute

She’s okay…?

How is that possible?! Was the food actually safe for consumption? The chances were slim but plausible. Wait that’s not the point, what really matters is that Split’s okay! Oh thank whatever deity was watching over them for proving her suspicions wrong. She didn’t know what she would do without her.

"… Do you… feel alright?"

"Uhm… I’m not hungry anymore?"

"Perhaps I was wrong… You don’t feel like buying anything pencils?"

"Nope!"

"What about clowns? How do you feel about clowns now?"

"The same as usual."

"Snow soldiers?"

"Not to be trusted."

Huh. She was wrong. Guess the food was safe for consumption. At least the cheese pizza, who knows what they had in everything else.

"I guess… it is edible.. You’re not lying to me right?"

"Why would I ever lie to you?"

She had a point there…

"So are you gonna eat some or am I gonna have to finish this on my own? Not that I mind. I’m pretty sure I would finish this alone."

Bive glanced between her and the pizza, still holding onto her suspicions as she let out a quiet sigh. Eventually, she hesitantly reached for a slice and held it for a moment; inspecting it to make sure there was truly nothing wrong with it. Once it had met her standards, she took a bite herself.

It wasn’t good… But it wasn’t bad either.

"… Well then… It’s not something I’d eat daily. I doubt it’d even go well with my brew. But it’s okay I suppose.."

"I told you everything would be fine."

"Yes I know."

"But you were still freaking out weren’t you?"

"Yes I-"

"You were all worried about me."

"Fine you were right I was wrong."

"I had no idea."

Even with her teasing attitude, her grin made it impossible to feel annoyed. It was rather endearing at most.

Through the entire day, the two would simply enjoy themselves; at least to the best of their ability. Minus the occasional accusations of being a large animal and Bive’s suspicion about some of the games that operated within the dinner, it was an enjoyable experience!

Plus Split’s plan had worked.

The detective was so worried about what was happening in the moment, she had completely forgotten of her special brew. It had worked flawlessly. Not to mention Bive had gained a few extra theories in the process. It was a win-win situation for the both of them.

For now at least..

RAHHH RAHH RAHG RAHH RAHHHH IT’S FINISHED OH MY GOD I HOPE YOU ENJOY EAT UP MY SILLIES <3

#regretevator #regretevator bive #regretevator split #bive regretevator #bive #split #split regretevator #regretevator spive #spive regretevator #spive #spive angst #angst #fanfic #she regret on my evator

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dukeoftheblackstar · 2 years ago

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@blueink-bluesoul Ah yes, self-sabotage behavior by the one and only ♥ God I love Fox so much. He probably need little to no effort to provoke Wolffe, let alone ask.

Wolffe just zoned out between Fox saying "Push. Stairs. Me." Probably spazzed a little too excitedly when Fox said "Please".

Wolffe be like:

Wolffe: Yeeted! Cody: Yote! Wolffe: Yeeted! Cody: Rex, please tell him it's yote Rex: Please, just tell me who threw Fox down the stairs

#these two i kennat

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seraphimart · 2 years ago

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Meeting the Big Three

( Rose is introduced to Akumu's business associates who helped build the Empire, however she soon finds out very unfortunate information )

They entered a large luxurious office with Akumu's hand placed behind Rose's neck, guiding her inside. "This is Scarlette, my daughter."

Kaili laid on the couch, stretched out like a large, content feline, his robe partially covering anything important, not that he would care nonetheless. He puffed on his hookah, and exhaled the smoke towards Rose's face. If she was bothered she made no move to show it.

Kaili found that intriguing.

"Ah, so this is the reason."

Kaili leans down to get a better look. He holds her chin up and tilts her head side to side, inspecting her features, blowing another purple cloud of smoke towards her.

"Hmm, doesn't seem like much. Tiny."

Akumu stood proudly with his chin in the air his grip from the back of her neck slightly tightened- the only indication that he was annoyed.

"The way Ive recreated her- she is exceedingly adequate."

Akumu looked at her, red eyes flashing with pride.

"An ideal weapon. She will be the model face for the New Order."

"She is just a mere child living up to her father's expectations."

Akumu and Kaili look over their shoulder towards the desk, unaware of the fourth presence in the room.

Uriel sat on a rather large chair, arms crossed.

"What makes her so special besides blood?"

Uriel stood up almost towering as he walked towards them wings spread.

"She's untrustworthy. Has she mentioned the Rebellion, who may I add, has been sabotaging all of our efforts of expanding?"

Uriel grabbed her front, lifting her small body in the air with ease. He glared down at her, the look so intense she had to look away. The first mistake she did.

"Yes, I know."

Uriel looks at Akumu confused, dropping her to the floor with a thud.

"You knew?"

Uriel spazzed as Akumu looks on calmly.

"Yes. Of course. She may not realize it..."

Akumu shifted his gaze to the redhead on the floor an aura surrounding him that made Rose's skin crawl.

".. but when they say the Overlord has eyes everywhere they meant I can see through each and every one of my contractors."

"Specially yours."

That was Rose's second mistake.

After the meeting Rose left in a hurry. She left through the fire escape, leaving a decoy behind that'll buy her some time as she made her way towards the secret base underneath the sewer systems.

It wasn't as gross as one would think. It was well decorated, reconstructed to fit over forty plus people. It held a great ventilation system- a few bunkers, a small lab, two training grounds, a compact cafeteria, and a highly classified tech room from things Rose brought in to help them.

Rose shoved the double doors open in a haste entering the meeting room for the rebellion.

"We need to relocate now."

Morgan got up from reading through files, confused from the sudden demand.

"What the hell? Why do you want us to relocate? What is going on?"

Rose packing, advising everyone else to do so which they did without a second thought.

"No time just get all of this shit and go somewhere, anywhere."

"Sinclaire?" Morgan watches her pace, shoving things in bags, or placing them in a pile.

"ROSE!" Morgan puts hands on Rose's shoulders to stop her from pacing.

"What is going on? What happened?" Rose looked away, guilt written upon her face.

"it.. it was me.... I'm the reason why he knows where we are each and everytime...if he can see through people who've made contracts with him what will he do with me? Someone who shares his blood? I'm a liability."

Morgan frowned knowing where this was going. It meant theyll be away from one another. No contact. No way of knowing if they are safe. Or when they'll be able to see one another again if ever.

Rose placed her hand on Morgan's cheek, gently coaxing the blonde back to reality. There was a saddened look in Rose's eyes as if she knew exactly what Morgan was thinking.

"I can't stay here and ruin this for everyone. We've worked so hard to get this far."

Even if Morgan knew the answer she still asked, "Will you keep in touch... outside of the rebellion?"

".. I can." Morgan perked up with that, "But it will be limited." That was Rose's third mistake.

Rose gave a small sigh and cupped the blonde's face.

"A kiss for the road?"

Morgan pulls her in, gently holding the back of Rose's head. Morgan gave her a kiss that deepened with so many repressed feelings she held for so long and now not knowing when she'll be able to express them.

Rose pulled away first with much reluctance, not caring if some of the other members of the rebellion where watching. She stared into Morgan's blue eyes before completely pulling away to grab her things. Then she left, crushing her key card in her palm.

Morgan watched Rose leave until she couldn't see the assassin anymore. With a nod of acceptance, she turns to everyone else.

"Alright, yall heard her! Get to packing, we will leave before sundown!" She barked out the order, everyone moving immediately before the command even left her mouth.

"Yes, sir!"

#oc: rose #anime #oc #oc: akumu #oc: kaili #oc: uriel #original character #fic #short story #one shot #mini fic #fiction #writing #akumu Kurokami #demon #humanoid #rebellion #oc: morgan #morgan f jones

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afritan-blog · 8 years ago

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SHIPPING MEME!

ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSE SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

TAGGED BY: @immortalaccursed TAGGING: @tiiamate, @croceos, @daemonmade

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?

EOS/IFRIT TO THE UNDERWORLD AND BACK AGAIN BABY (blame @croceos tbh]

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?

Anything goes, really! Just, stick to what’s on the tin (ala, in my rules] and there won’t be any problem. Well, okay--not smut (b/c asexual Ifrit hecka yah], pedophilia, sexual triggers, etc. Again, da rules my guy--thry’s neat.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?:

Okay, no muses under 20 (or physically/mentally so if immortal] because I just...I can’t go any lower. No siree bub.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?:

Well, I am dual-ship so--yes? Thing is, I’m easy to approach and pretty agreeable when someone proposes it first, but if you’re expecting me to say something first...boy do I have news for you. Usually, when it falls on me, I tend to wait for MONTHS even after us muns have become friends & we’ve threaded a lot with clear chemistry--I don’t handle rejection all that well, hence the extreme biding.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW?:

He’s too ace for that lmao

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?:

There’s literally one other person Ifrit’s admittedly crushing on, but since it’s ME, watch it take five million years to happen if at all. Otherwise? I will famship Ifrit with Ardyn & Izunia to my GRAVE.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:

Honestly, yes. Please validate me.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?:

Chemistry man...chemistry...

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?:

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

EH--it vascillates a stupid lot. Some days it’s all I want to write, others I want nothing to do with it.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:

Aside from Eos/Ifrit, I ship Nyx with Noctis something BAD.

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?:

Approach me first my guy. Or if we do this my way, build an OOC friendship, thread/plot with me tons, and wait until it’s so sure we’re like those annoying friends who know who our muses are crushing on from OUTER SPACE.

#( OOC . ]#ah yes...the spazz...

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sinsandsuccubus · 3 years ago

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Say It - Chris Evans

Pairings: Chris Evans X Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual activity.

A/N: This is for the anon that requested Chris Evans blowing the reader's back out in his trailer. I know you wanted the reader to be short, however, I didn't specify, that way anyone can imagine it how they want. I also accidentally posted it, so I deleted it, and then remembered that it had the request attached. My apologies.

This is a blurb, which is a short story. Please enjoy!

Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not 18+. Reader's discretion is advised. I am NOT responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

Masterlist ☽☾

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"You like that don't you, you like that a lot huh?" Chris's voice echoed amongst your ears, breaking in between the sounds of skin clapping and the smell of sex. You covered your hand over your mouth, eyes rolling into the back of your head in pleasure as you took shots from behind, your butt slightly arched in the air, stomach rested flat against the cotton sheets.

You tried your best to muffle your sounds of pleasure, however, Chris wasn't having any of that. He immediately pulled out of you, spanking your ass multiple times, gasps leaving your lips while your cheeks turned bright red.

"Don't hide that shit. I didn't wait months to see you only to have you hide your sweet sounds from me. Come on sugar, let it out. Let daddy know how he makes you feel." You took another blow to the ass, moaning out softly.

"Come on, say it." He encouraged you, smacking your ass once again. He wasn't going to give up until you told him what he wanted to hear.

"Say it pretty girl... say it and daddy will give you everything you want. Tell daddy how good you feel." He presented your ass with a smack one last time before you blurted out the words he wanted to hear.

"Fur daddy, fuck, you make me feel so good. Please, fill me up, fuck me up, please please please please please." The pleads echoed your lips and before you knew it, Chris's hard-on slammed back into you again.

"Good."

"Girl."

He grunted out, picking up the pace from where he left off. He brought his fingers to your lips, instructing you to get them what before attacking your clit, eyes screwing shut from your senses.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good. And so warm, hm. Are you having a good time? Is daddy treating his princess right?"

"Mhmm, yes daddy. Fuck. M'gonna cum."

"Cum for me princess. Squeeze that tight pussy around me. Squeeze it hard so I can cum deep inside you, pump my seed into you. Breed you, make you swell with my children."

At those words, you came. Hard. Your juices flying over the warmed sheets as your body spazzed, Chris following shortly behind you.

"Ah fuck, princess fuck." He moaned out, his legs shaking behind you. Slowly he slid out, watching as the mixture of cum dribbled out onto the sheets. Slowly, you turned over to look at him, sitting up to give him a long, loving kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you more baby girl."

Before you could respond, a tapping sound came from the door of the trailer, a voice ringing from outside.

"You're on in fifteen, Chris."

"Alright, thank you."

You both waited for the sound of the footsteps to fade away before letting out a breath of air you hadn't known you were holding.

"That was close."

"Mm, I don't think so. You were hella loud baby."

"You're the one who encouraged me!" You slapped Chris's arm as he let out a chuckle, kissing your cheek.

"Touche."

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans imagine #chris evans one shot #chris evans blurb #chris evans smut

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 2 years ago

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Monster Au except Yuu is a researcher who came from a modern fantasy world where monsters aren’t an uncommon thing to see(they know their strengths and weaknesses, or at least something similar) and if it’s child!Yuu then they are just a researcher’s kid who wants to be like their parents(may or may not have a plushie of their favorite creature)

This is an interesting twist to the idea of Yuu actually being aware of monsters and magic before arriving in Twisted Wonderland! I can imagine that Yuu would absolutely go full-researcher mode and just start spazzing at the realization that they can actually talk to these humanized versions of the monsters in their big field guide book the size of a cinder block! X’D

Researcher!Yuu: “Oh…my…goodness!!!”

Monster!Jack: “Huh…?"

Researcher!Yuu: “You’re such a perfect specimen!” *-starts tugging and pulling on Jack’s ears, tail, and examining his teeth-* “Sharp, angular ears. Teeth and gums are well-maintained. Ah!! Such a beautiful shade of blue tinted mist! And it’s cool to the touch…fascinating! I’ve never seen an arctic version of the Fu Dog species!”

Monster!Jack: “Wah sha-?!” *-can’t talk with Yuu’s hands on his saber canines-*

Monster!Epel: “Um…what are you doing?”

Researcher!Yuu: *-stares at Epel-* “...o…oh…my…GOSH!!!! Are you a hybrid between two different monster species?!”

Monster!Epel: “Ack! Y-Yes??”

Chimera!Grim: “...uh…you okay there?”

Researcher!Yuu: *-Yuu.exe has stopped working. Please restart.-*

…pfft…yeeeeah, Yuu might be a little much for these guys at first until they realize they have to dial things back a little. Luckily, the students and staff are spared the intrusive and curious questions once the research institutions come into play. (Researcher!Yuu: “I have found my people.”)

On the bright side, both groups can have a blast comparing notes and sharing data, so it’s a mutually beneficial exchange! Yuu might also eagerly tell their new friends all about the different stories from their explorations in the field (and of course, the injuries they experienced when they got spotted by aggressive/defensive monsters)!

How this Yuu managed to stay alive as long as they had is a mystery.

If it were mini!Yuu (in this case I can see them being between 3-7 years old), I’d imagine everyone would be endeared to the child’s curious questions and stories about their parent’s/guardian’s field of study. The monster boy who closely resembles the species of the plushie the little one carries around would be a mix of “Awww, that’s so adorable~!” and “Ha! The child likes me better than you~!” (Imagine Yuu getting flooded with so many new toys based on the other monster boys just to gain their favor X’D)

This whole AU would be a very interesting kettle of fish, especially if their friends had to constantly drag/yoink them out of danger whenever they go into researcher mode. Like when the phantom in the mines appeared during the prologue and when Yuu witnessed their first overblot X’D

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #epel felmer #jack howl #what's this? Two posts in a row? Madness!

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sumirexxxx · 3 years ago

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— Needy Alchemist Bunny Boy

cw: needy sub!albedo , thigh riding , heat cycle , dacryphilia , gender neutral

summary: whilst you’re working on some of your paperwork for yanfei, your needy bunny boyfriend comes storming into your office shaking and crying about how desperate he needs you to fuck him rn…

The warm lights illuminated Albedo’s soft figure, his face all flushed and his knees squeezed together as he awkwardly tries to hide his boner from you. Adverting your eyes downward, you could clearly see how swollen his cock was from the transparent frabic of his dress shirt and how pre cum was starting to stain the bottom of it.

Placing a hand over your mouth, you snickered “Albedo..,“ gaze shifting back up to your teary eyed boyfriend “are u perhaps on your time of the month ?“ It took only seconds until Albedo eyes widen as he desperately nod his head ‘yes��. Positioning your hands on Albedo’s softly curved hips, you adjusted him a bit on your thigh as he looks at you with confusion. “Did u think i’d help you ? You’re a big boy, get off by yourself.“

Adjusting his grip on your shoulders, Albedo let out a silent cry at the first roll of his hips against your thighs, his ears press flat against his head. “Ah- !“ Albedo looked so adorable, fucking himself on your thigh. It isn’t long before Albedo has two fingers buried inside his gummy walls, prodding relentlessly at his prostate, and forcing himself to cry out with every thrust of his fingers. Tears of pleasure clouded his vision as his thighs begin to tremble underneath you. “M-Master..“ Albedo hiccups, his hand gripping tightly at your clothing. “M’ gonna c-cum !“

“Mhm, just like that. Use me all you want.“ You cooed, as your hand snakes down to palm his erection. A sharp jerk of his hips, trying to push his cock towards your hand in an attempt for more fiction has your bunny boyfriend spazzing out on top of you. Albedo let’s out a long whimper, his cock spurting out thick hot lines of cum.

Sleepy bright teal eyes begin to droop after moments of relaxation, showing just how much energy the orgasm took out of him. Albedo nuzzled his face into your chest searching for heat and comfort before slumber eventually took over him.

#fypdongggggggg #anime #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #albedo #albedo smut #albedo scenarios #x reader #genshin impact x reader

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reilliane · 3 years ago

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Violet ⊱⊰ Genshin!Various

A/N: Ah yes, this scenario is reserved especially for Inazuma chars! Plus a special someone because- hehe-ehehe- anyway, MC is a geisha!

✤ she/her

✤ LIs: Gorou, Itto, Kazuha, Thoma + ???

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Life is hard in these current times, not like it hasn't been from the start. But things are difficult even after the abolition of the Vision Hunt Decree. You suppose that adapting to peace is quite complex when the people have been heavily oppressed the months prior. There is little you can do to contribute to the entire welfare of Inazuma, unlike those who shed blood and tears for it, and unlike that famous Outlander who hailed from the lands beyond. There are other ways you could help, however—simply by performing arts and music to appease the audience of their troubles is more than enough. The ease of their faces after a warm tea... the pleasant conversations... Life is hard, but there are good little things in it, nonetheless.

You just learn to appreciate it. Now, customers are quite hefty for the okiya your mother runs is rather known, but they have started to... vary in types after the Vision Hunt Decree. Regardless, they're sweet men, and it's not only them who enjoy the pleasant conversations. Whenever you are scheduled to host and cater under the geisha name, "Sumire" (Violet), you always see a handful of familiar faces. Daresay you call them patrons from the times your mother tells you that they're always looking for 'Sumire' to host them.

How can you refuse?

Gorou - MONDAY

The stories of the General who fought and led his troops valiantly under the guidance of the Divine Priestess against the Shogun's army... you know them very well. In fact, you met that General once days after the Outlander has freed Inazuma from the despotic Decree, accompanied by who can you assume are his men. He's rather shy—or maybe he was just flustered, if his twitching ears and tucked tail were signs of it. He couldn't look you in the eye when you tried to speak with him, so you assumed he'd rather be alone after he politely told you that he was fine serving himself. One could never turn down a customer, so you naturally obeyed. He looked rather dismayed afterwards, though. So, it was a surprise when one day, he returned asking for you—this time, without his men. And it had since then become a routine.

The first personal client has reserved a time slot for exactly eight in the evening, around the second slot in your nightly schedule.

Your mother said you'll have to tone down the chatter and instead play easing melodies, instead, though obviously, the course of your actions will have to be decided by the client.

You just didn't expect that person to be the one you least thought would ever come back to a place like this for the nth time.

Not with each one sending him home with unknown feelings of fluster.

"You have returned, I see."

The General who led the Resistance sits by the pillow on the matting, just behind a rectangular table. His posture is rigid yet his eyes are curious.

It takes you a while to snap him out of his daze, but when you do, you realize that he doesn't have his men with him this time, as well.

Gorou's ears twitch in anticipation as you enter through the slid panels of the private room reserved for you and your customer.

You've been told that someone has personally requested for you to be the hostess, and has paid a hefty amount for a reservation. As one of the most sought after, you're flattered by the lengths the General has gone just for another meeting.

It has been like this ever since he asked to see you again after the first one when he was dragged by a handful of men in his troops.

"Welcome back, General, what is it that you wish to do for the remainder of our time together?"

He squeaks, flushing red and tail spazzing at your deliberate phrasing that you can't help but giggle and admire at the way his ears continue twitching.

Who would've thought that the General is this easy to fluster?

"I'm fine with anything, really! Other than wanting to speak with you, that is. I think I failed to deliver my gratitude last time.."

"Mm? What is your gratefulness for? I believe I am the one who should thank you simply for requesting to see me," you hum, pouring him the customary cup of tea, "I am very flattered, General."

"Truly!?" he beams, ears perking, only to stiffen after realizing that he had possibly appeared a little too excited for his own good.

So, he clears his throat and crosses his arms, trying not to let his still wagging tail get the best of him.

Smiling, you gently slide him the cup of tea before rising to your feet and gesturing to the koto a little ways away.

"The journey here from Watatsumi Island must've been tiring, might I play a tune to ease you?"

His tail continuing to flick back and forth, Gorou sets the cup onto the table after taking a diligent sip, nodding and signaling that you can do as you please.

Content with his approval, you sit, hovering your fingers over the strings of the koto and reminiscing the notes—before allowing yourself to play by memory.

And as Gorou falls to a wonderful respite, listening to the melodies strummed by your fingers, he smiles.

Coming here is worth it, he thinks. This isn't so bad, after all.

Itto - TUESDAY

He frequents the okiya whenever he can with his little gang and is quite a respectable bunch! 'Frequent', however, is an understatement because he basically works there part-time. An incident happened in which a fellow geisha was inappropriately handled, so your mother decided to search for someone capable of looking after the girls whenever they host customers. Arataki Itto has been scouted! And boy, did he do good in his job—that is, if he isn't preoccupied with mulling over why Kujou-something isn't giving him a rematch. Regardless, he's a man with a genuine heart! When both your schedules are free, he's the one to pull you out —sometimes having to sneak you from your mother— to wander around! Is it a date... ?

At the strike of exactly seven o'clock in the evening, a voice booming loud permeates through all the panels in the okiya.

"Hey, Violet, nice night tonight, mm? Are you going to host with several others or is it just gonna be you?"

Bowing at the oni, you hum, momentarily pausing from arranging the furniture in your private room for tomorrow evening. "I will be joining my sisters, though I do have a reservation tomorrow, Wednesday night."

"I see, I see! Then I'll be by the room! Let's go!"

His excitement is contagious. It helps that he's a pretty joyous man in general, it's almost like he's a ray of unsleeping sunshine in the night.

It has you widening your own little smile as you nod.

Time with the oni never gets dull. Of course, it has its downtimes such as getting thoroughly exhausted, what with his unyielding personality, but he can make you smile any day.

A knock on the doors gets your attention, and naturally, being the one closest, you move to welcome the customer—only for a questionable man to wobble inside.

You step back when he starts to intrude in your personal space.

"Ah... ah, Sumire, finally... !"

With pursed lips, you bow, wondering why the man is this giddy this early in the evening—he surely can't be a personal customer of yours, right? You've no reservations tonight.

"Greetings, shall I escort you to the-!"

In a flash, the man zooms to seize you in his clutch with a manic grin, but before he can even touch the fabric of your kimono, you are pulled away by the waist and into someone's chest.

"Oi, hands off, sir. Manhandling someone is wrong, and so is intruding in someone's personal space!"

You blink in awe, lifting your stare to process that it's in fact, Itto, who has kept you away. His other hand is grabbing the man by the shoulder.

"You.. ! You're doing the same thing!"

Itto lets out an offended gasp.

"I am this place's part-time bodyguard! I have the right to kick out those who don't respect the girls, so... see ya!"

You bite back the hysteric laugh. He didn't have to say that he's working part-time...

Itto all but shoves the man back outside, muttering something about 'men are all the same', before dusting his hands and winking your way.

"You weren't too scared, were you?"

With a shake of your head, you answer, "Certainly not, not when you are around here. Thank you very much, Arataki."

He grins, laughing and giving you a thumbs-up.

"That's right, now come on! You don't wanna be late!"

Kazuha - WEDNESDAY

Indisputably, Kazuha is the one you're acquainted with the most. You met him before the Vision Hunt Decree could even take place, brought by a regular customer of yours, Tomoaki. Tomo introduced him as a 'flowery' man, and boy that wasn't a lie. Kazuha is quite silent, but when he speaks, it's like you are trapped in a tale you'd never want to get out of. And that wish had been granted—for a while, at least. Because suddenly, after the Decree has been stated, he never showed up again—nor did Tomoaki. After you learned of the tragedy and sought out the silver-haired man, he was no longer in Inazuma. You were dismayed, of course. He's one of the loveliest people you've hosted, but alas, you could only wish for his safety and valiance in his travels—unaware that his journey will eventually trace his steps back to you.

This day has been hectic and it is far from ending.

Now, the okiya normally only opens up in the evening, but today's a festival to celebrate, so your mother decided to open the moment the sun has risen.

This means you've been working nonstop—but you can't find yourself complaining when you see the bright faces of those you and your sisters have served.

You sigh, allowing your practiced facade to drop for a moment to catch your breath. A maiko hands you a handkerchief, saying,

"Don't worry, big sister, it's eleven in the night and your last client is already waiting! You'll get some sleep soon."

Thanking the sweet girl for her support, you pat her shoulder, excusing yourself to head towards the private room under 'Sumire'.

Warm underneath the layers of clothes and the cold that is catching up to your system, you bring out your fan and started to fan yourself gently, hoping it can abate the incoming fever.

You were so fine a while ago... but that doesn't matter, you still have someone to host!

Closing your fan, you make a move to hide it in your sleeve, only to pause when you see your initials carved onto the wooden guard. Its leaves are sturdy, colored a pretty white with details of crimson and gold maple leaves.

It has you sighing once more, this time in nostalgia.

I... wonder where you are now, you ponder. I've kept your gift safe and well, I hope you are, too.

Kaedehara Kazuha is someone who has vanished into the wind and the leaves he calls his home.

He's the same man who has gifted you the fan, the same man who enraptured you with flowery tales, and the same man who has lamented alone.

Sometimes, you wonder if he would've accepted your help had you found him moments before he was about to leave.

But alas, those wonders can only stay as wonders, for the past has already been written—and such can no longer be changed.

Unable to unground yourself from the land of Eternity, you can only pray that he is well. Though you do wish you can see him again- even if it's just a glance.

But wishful thinking is ridiculous... at least you thought.

Because what you didn't know yet—is that the client waiting behind the panels of the private room, bedecked in crimson and carrying the scent of pine, sitting with an eager smile..

Is none other than Kazuha himself.

Thoma - THURSDAY

Thoma is the other guy included in the 'loveliest people you've hosted', right alongside Kazuha for the reason that he's simply a dear to be around with. Rumor has it that the Yashiro Commissioner, Ayato, has practically ordered this blond man to go to an okiya to take a breather since he won't do so if given the chance to decide whether or not he should take a break. Much like Gorou, you've heard a lot about Thoma but never got to meet him for plenty of reasons. The okiya has always put him in a good light after he had rescued a young maiko from a group of thugs. His endearing personality just tops it all off, so when your mother informed everyone that someone will be hosting him in the evening, everyone is eager to be the one to serve him. In the end, you have been chosen, being one of the oldest geishas and frankly, the one everyone knows can keep their excitement at bay.

Kamisato Ayato frequents this place with his sister, who has become a nice acquaintance of yours.

In their visits, there is always a blond man accompanying them, though he never crosses the threshold to the room and opts to stay outside. Thus, you almost never see him.

Fate has been kind as of late, however, what with yesterday night's customer of yours who has returned months after his disappearance.

Now, it is granting you a chance to meet the so-called fixer in Inazuma face-to-face.

"It is a pleasure to have you choose our okiya, please,"

Delicately pouring him a cup of tea to his preference, you bow your head, inwardly finding it humorous how he's at a genuine loss for words.

"Drink to your heart's content."

This isn't his first time coming to an establishment such as this, so perhaps he's surprised at the aspect that he is the one being served?

Thoma's hasty 'thank-you' has you smiling, cherry-colored lips accentuated from the whiteness of your makeup.

The well-known fixer silently sips his tea, a contrast to his rumored friendly and conversationalist-kind of personality, but you learn not to jump to conclusions.

Maybe he is nervous, you note. It is only the two of us in here, as -what was requested by the Kamisato head.

He blinks a couple of times before clearing his throat, leading you to give him your full attention. It seems that he has collected his bearings.

"You are Violet, right? The tea tastes great! If... if it's not too much, can I maybe ask how you brewed it? I'd like for the Kamisato to have a taste of it!"

You are dumbfounded, truly. But you are glad that he has come around his initial shyness, you just didn't expect that request out of those in the list in your head.

It is the first time someone's ever asked for a recipe.

Even if he's here, he's thinking of the welfare of the Kamisato Clan. How nice, this man.

Unable to restrain the tiny fit of giggles from leaving, you nod in obedience, apologizing shortly for laughing at his odd request.

"Of course! But the magic behind it lies with the leaves from a flower I've planted myself. Normally, I wouldn't use personal items, but this is a special occasion, isn't it?" you wink.

From the dim lighting, no one will see the effect your little tease has done, but you sure can. The apples of his cheeks are dusted pink like the blooms of sakura pinned in your elaborate hairdo.

"Oh, then, I withdraw my request!" he says in a hurry, to which you shake your head, chuckling.

"No, no. It is fine, I am quite glad that someone has taken a liking to my tea leaves," you begin arranging some flowers in the likeness of the one you're using for the tea. "Unfortunately, I do not have it on my person as of the moment.."

"I see. Then I'll just have to swing by around some time, no?"

Ah? Fingers stopping from inserting a leaf in the vase, you look at the smiling man in surprise. Is he implying that he will return on his free will, then?

Working through your stupefy, you nod again, feeling warm.

You do not know if it's because of him or the lit lanterns in the room, but it is a nice feeling.

Ş̸͙̭̝̜̫͚̰͙͈̮̲͂̃̊̀͘ư̸̦̑͛̈́̀̊̅̊̏͐ḃ̶̧̨̥̱͔̜͕͎̜͈͎͍̜͆̄͌̀̓ͅj̷̳̹̱͈͔̲̜͖̔̂̃̓̀́̀͠ḙ̵̢̟̜̠̭̰̻͘͜c̴̳̄̈́͜͠t̴̘͕̮̯̩̞̘̱́̈́̅̑͛͛̌̑̎̽͒̎͜ ̸̹̥̝͑̌̀T̷̛̘̫̜̃͜w̴̫̮̠͙̭̟͋̎͊͑̊̅ö̸̪͗̀̑̀͂̈́̽̅̈̚ - FRIDAY

Geishas live in the okiya, but not you, and your mother is alright with the arrangement. You return home, in a cottage by the plains near Konta Village. There, Zeta awaits, he's someone you have found unconscious by the waters of Nazuchi Beach, where you've been fishing. When he came to, he said he had no memory—only remembering how it was cold- then dark, and consequently, without a home. How can you let him roam free? Besides, he's been keeping the cottage in top-notch shape and is adequate with farming, gardening, and even business! He's basically making a living for himself. For so many times you told him that the money is his and he can leave if he wishes to, but he never does, saying that he is content where he is.

Fridays are, inarguably, the best.

This one, in particular, is about to become the best of the best, what with the myriad of pleasant things that have occurred in the week. Friday is the time you can return home and get a wonderful three-day rest before returning to the establishment.

Though you arrive by late evening, reflecting the days you didn't waste as you lay by your bed comes as a reward. "Take care, alright? I'll see you on Monday," Letting your hair free from the golden hairpin, you smile at your mother, nodding before waving her and your fellow geisha a sweet goodbye, then you're off down the road. The cemented ground turns to patches of dry earth, eventually turning to greeneries with each step away from the main city of Inazuma. Your bag is heavy with the clothes you've washed and dried, but you keep on walking. A few electro crystalflies accompany you in your small venture up the small hillocks and rough terrain, lighting the dark path a pretty luminescent violet. Your cottage is up ahead and you notice how there are plenty more crystalflies fluttering about your crops to the point that the lantern by the croplands is unlit. As usual, the plants are well tended to. The doors to the cottage open before you can even knock, and stands at the threshold, glowing with a warm foreground of orange and yellow, stands Zeta. Albeit his smile is small, it is genuine. "Welcome home, [Name]." Welcome home, indeed. You mirror his smile before stepping in, sighing at the surge of warm air contrasting the coldness from outside. Wordlessly, he takes your bag, saying, "If you haven't had dinner yet, I can cook something for you." "It's alright, I've already eaten." He appears back at your side when you're rolling your shoulders to ease them of the tension and stiffness. The amber-eyed man looks like he's about a second away from popping the tension off with a massage, but he respects your space.

Instead, he tips his head.

"A warm bath, perhaps?" Laughing, you turn to him, noting how despite having worked all day, he remains as pristine as ever. A portion of his braided locks remains intact, vacant of unwanted stray strands.

It's like fatigue isn't even on his person. You hit his shoulder with a shy grin. "You spoil me too much. I'm fine, truly. You needn't fuss." He lifts a hand, wiping something from the side of your lips with the use of his thumb and showing it smeared with leftover lipstick.

"If that is what you wish, then, alright," You flush under the prospect of not being able to wipe the makeup thoroughly, but he doesn't disparage nor comment about it. "Though my spoils can't ever amount to what you've done for me."

Ah, he's talking about when I gave a home... you think, but before you can say anything, he smiles. "Then goodnight, [Name]. Rest up tomorrow, I'll handle everything." Zeta gives you one last look before turning away, disappearing into the hallway to the room you've set up for him. Left standing by the center of your living room, you raise a hand to touch the side of your face that he has held a while ago. His fingers were cold for some reason, but it does not describe how warm his personality is. Your lips curl up with a whisper. "Goodnight, Zeta." ≿————-　★　————-≾ a/n: The namecard is a giveaway for the last LI, no? Yes, that one guy is none other than Subject Two! He has completely made a new identity for himself and now goes by the name "Zeta" (hence why he's not called ruebedo) He will be referred to as such in my future works with him included~ Also yes, I practically gave him a story of his own by having him be washed ashore at Inazuma. Maybe I should write something for him alone~? ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　Return to the Scrying Glass　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

#reader insert #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #female reader #genshin scenarios #kazuha fluff #thoma fluff #itto fluff #gorou fluff #kazuha x reader #itto x reader #gorou x reader #thoma x reader

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4 weeks - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: SMUT, cursing, needy Bakugou, 18+, sub!bakugou, dom!f!reader, oral, use of viagra, NOT SPELL CHECKED (sorry >w<)

Summary: Bakugou done fucked up and now he has to pay the price..sorta

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: just for the sake of the story, your quirk is “Command.” As long as you come into physical contact with your opponent, even for a second, you can command them to do your bidding until you say “rebel.”

“WHAAAATTTTT??????!!!!!!”

You could’ve sworn the whole house, scratch that, the whole world shook as Bakugou screamed at you.

Bakugou had fucked up. During a little heated session, things got a little too rough. As Bakugou was railing you from the back, he tugged at your hair. However, along with your soft locks, he pulled on your thin necklace chain that was gifted to you by your precious 5 year old son. The chain broke and Bakugou didn’t even tell you. He opted to have you both finish before he even mentioned the broken gift.

And now it was the next day and Katsuo, your son, had noticed the missing necklace. It did hurt him a bit especially considering he did so much to earn money and go with grandma to buy the necklace but he assured you it was okay. You sent him off to his room to play as you walked to the kitchen to scold and punish your husband. As you complained to him, he conversed with you as his back was facing you and only turned when he heard your punishment for him.

“You heard me. 4 weeks. No sex, no touching, no hugs or kisses, no nothing. No. Physical. Contact.” You said with a stern and nonchalant face. Your arms were crossed as you faced your husband who looked at you with an open mouth and open palms.

“Wha- but- WHY???” He whined.

“Katsuki come on! You broke my very expensive necklace!” You said, gesturing to your now bare neck.

“Who cares if it was expensive, I could buy you another one! We’re pros Y/N, we could buy a unicorn if we wanted!” Bakugou argued as he was still trying to get out of his punishment. You only crossed your arms and pressed your fingers into your forehead.

“That’s not the point! It’s the fact that even though it was so expensive, our 5 year old son still bought it! And so because you broke it, this is your punishment.” You explained. Bakugou groaned as he threw his head back and huffed towards the ceiling when an idea came to his mind.

“You know..” he began as he walked towards you, “I broke that necklace, on accident, because I was so focused on pleasuring my queen. Anndddd I could make it up to you in the exact same way~” He attempted to wrap his arms around your waist but you spun around and stepped behind him resulting in him stumbling forward. He turned towards you and growled.

“Really Katsuki? You’re gonna snarl at me? Look, you know the rules, so follow them. Now I’m going with Katsuo to get him a new toy to cheer him up, you just...heh, sit in your room and think about what you’ve done.” You teased. You grabbed your purse and had Katsuo get ready. Once he was done you told him to get into the car and you walked to Katsuki to say bye. You smirked as you looked at him and pressed your hands against his chest. You slowly went in for a kiss and Bakugou looked at you in shock before he smirked and leaned in too. But just as your lips were about to touch, you pulled away and walked to the door. As you opened it you turned to him and spoke.

“No kisses. Remember?” You grinned at him. He snarled and picked up a pillow off the couch and threw it towards you but you shut the door before it could reach you. This was gonna be a long 4 weeks for Katsuki.

—

Katsuki awoken to his gorgeous wife....sleeping on the other side of the bed far..far away from him. No touching meant no sleepy time cuddles either. It had already been like this for a week. He looked a little closer at her sleeping figure and smiled at her peaceful state. He scooted closer and he tucked his head into your neck and wrapped his arm around your waist. Or more like he tried to. The second his arm made contact with your body for cuddles, you woke up and smacked his hand away.

“Ah! Y/N!! This isn’t fair!” He whined. He looked at his arm and saw a little red shade forming as he pouted at you. You turned towards your doting husband and just gave him a stern look.

“Who broke my necklace?” Bakugou sighed and flopped onto the bed on his back as he faced the ceiling.

“Me.”

“And now who has to pay the price?”

“Me.” He pouted again. You chuckled as you got up and stretched.

“Stop pouting Suki. You’re not Katsuo.” You giggled but he only looked at you with the same pout.

“He’s my carbon copy, we’re basically the same person.” You smiled at your humorous husband and he smiled seeing the grin that bestowed your face. You kneeled on the bed and leaned into him. You placed your hands on his chest as you got close to his face.

“You’ll survive, Love.” You said and then gave him a loving kiss. His eyes went wide at the surprise contact but he quickly smiled into the kiss and returned it as he shut his eyes to enjoy it. You intensified the kiss but when Katsuki went to pull you in closer by your neck, you quickly backed away. He looked at you in shock before whining again.

“Okay, first of all, I thought you said no touching.” He growled as he clenched his fist.

“I said you couldn’t touch. Never said anything about me,” you said with a cocky grin. Bakugou’s face went red at your devious actions.

“Okay well what the fuck? You can’t just kiss me like that and stop after I already went a whole week without touching you. Come back here,” he said as he tried to grab onto your wrist but you backed up and walked to your bedroom door.

“Get ready for the day love, this is just the beginning.”

—

Mitsuki and Masaru had just arrived. Katsuki was sitting on the couch trying to distract himself with the TV while you were in the kitchen making a smoothie when door bell rang. You opened the door greeting your in-laws with love and expectance.

“Hi Mom! Dad! Come in! Katsuo is almost done packing his bags,” you happily said as you stepped to the side to allow your mother and father in law to enter.

“Umm, what? Why is my son packing his bags?” Katsuki asked as he stood from the couch.

“Y/N didn’t tell you? We called a few nights ago asking to bring Katsuo on a trip. She said yes and told us she’d tell you about it later,” Masaru explained. Katsuki jerked his head towards Y/N in disbelief as she placed her hand on the side of cheek and spoke.

“Oops! I guess I forgot,” you said with sarcasm dripping in your voice. Mitsuki and Masaru believed you but when they turned to face their son again your mischievous grin returned as you also faced Katsuki. He was silently fuming as he watched you go from angel to devil in a second.

“Ah well, who cares. Point is, we’re here to pick up my grandson!” Mitsuki said as she took a seat on the couch. You all made small talk but Katsuki continued to stand as he processed just how conniving his wife was.

“Mama! I’m all set!” Katsuo said as he came down the stairs with his little suitcase and teddy bear in hand.

“Hi baby! Grandma and Grandpa are already here,” you said and Katsuo excitedly ran to his grandparents.

“Grandma! Grandpa!” Katsuo said as he jumped into their arms.

“Ohh, hello my little firecracker!” Mitsuki said, greeting her grandson. “Ready for a vacation in Rio?”

“Mhm!” Katsuo quickly replied but Katsuki just stuttered in shock before he spoke again.

“Woah- wait? Rio? You’re taking him to Brazil? That’s across the globe, how long are you guys gonna be gone?” Katsuki asked with concern. Not for his son, he completely trusted his parents with his child and he knew they would have fun. He was worried for himself. Taking care of Katsuo was a distraction for Katsuki. Watching his son kept his mind off of wrecking Y/N. If his son was away for too long, he didn’t know how long he would survive his punishment.

“We’ll be gone for about 3 weeks. Don’t worry, we’ll be back before you know it.” Masaru said.

“Wha- huh? 3 WEEKS?! .....Y/N you little satan,” he whispered the last part. He turned to face you and saw a Cheshire grin on your face. His face turned red and you swore you could see steam leave Katsuki’s ears but you continued as if everything was normal.

“Alright well, we’ll be going now!” Mitsuki said as she stood alongside her husband. Katsuo said his partings with his parents and they said their “I love you’s” before their son walked out the door with his grandparents. Katsuo was about to have the time of his life while Katsuki was left to suffer.

Y/N was seated on the couch as Katsuki was still seething. She held a grin on her face as Katsuki slowly turned to look at her.

“You got some explaining to do, princess,” he said adding poison to the loving nickname. You only smiled some more as you stood and walked to your husband. He towered over you but right now, you were above him because you held all the power now. You got in his face as you spoke words that would set him off.

“Whatchu’ gonna do now without your little distraction running around, daddy?” You softly but sinisterly and seductively said as you chuckled and purposely bumped into his shoulder as you walked away.

—

Bakugou has slowly been losing his mind. He was on the last day of the second week and it’s been killing him. When he sat down he would spazz a little and his fingers would be having a little seizure. His eye would twitch at night as he kept his back to you to restrain himself. The soft quiet moans you would release in your sleep every now and then would send Bakugou into the bathroom in the middle of the night to relieve himself. Just the sight of you was daring Bakugou to pounce.

You weren’t making it any easier for him either. First you send his son AKA his distraction from his hot wife away, then you tease him constantly, you also allow yourself to touch him but refuse to let him cop a feel on you, and now, you walk around after work in his t-shirt and a pair of cute panties. Your plump ass on display and the sight of your plush thighs drove him wild.

You were sipping tea in the kitchen when your frantic husband came in. You took notice of him and greeted him with a smile before it quickly dropped at the sight of him. He looked awful. Bags under his eyes, a twitching eye, a crooked line for a smile, disheveled hair, and his posture was horrendous. He took a seat next to you saying nothing as he just tapped his foot against the floor.

“Umm...baby? Are you okay-“

“NO! I’m not! I’m not okay, not at all!” He snapped as he looked at you with wide eyes. You stared back at him with the same eyes as you slowly took another sip before continuing.

“What’s the problem, love?” You asked as if you didn’t know.

“What’s the problem?” He began with a whisper. “What’s the problem?! Oh, like you don’t know you TEASE!” Bakugou stood from his seat as he clapped his hands to dramatically to explain.

“HOR-NY!” He said as he brought his hands together for each sound. “I am insanely horny, you shitty woman! I can’t get myself off, I don’t have my son around to keep me busy, work is just annoying now, and my fine ass wife won’t let me touch her!”

You laughed a little as he explained and Katsuki had his jaw dropped at your rude behavior.

“You’re laughing? Oh you think this is funny? Oh okay,” he said and walked away.

“WHEN THIS BULLSHIT IS OVER, YOU’RE SUCKING MY DICK Y/N!” He slammed the door to your shared bedroom but he screamed loud enough for you to hear all the way from the kitchen. “ON SOFT!”

—

The end of the third week. It was almost too much for Katsuki. Katsuo would be back in another week but it would be pointless because the punishment would be over by then. I mean yeah, he’d get to have his son back again (yayy familyyy) but when Katsuo would be back, Katsuki would be completely indulging himself in Y/N. How the fuck were they supposed to keep quiet?

Whatever though. Katsuki had no time to think of the future. He was living in the now, and so he had to come up with a plan to get Y/N to break. In the beginning of the 4th week, Katsuki spent time and time again tweaking his plans and coming up with new tactics until he realized....his damn wife was just as stubborn and hard headed as he was. Nothing was gonna break her. And so we’ve been led to this.

“BABBYYYYYYYYYY”

“...”

“PRINCESSSSSSSS”

“...”

“Y/N BAKUGOU!”

Bakugou resorted to being a puppy that basically had separation anxiety. He would yell and shout and whine at every chance he had. He would do whatever if it meant getting you to break. He missed you. The last time you made physical contact with him was during that kiss and man did it send Katsuki into a frenzy.

Considering Katsuki’s quirk contained nitroglycerin, a chemical commonly found in viagra, it was safe to say it was very easy for you to rile him up. And as he thought about that, it hit him like a train. If he can’t go to you, then he’ll make you come to him. He’ll set you up and he knows exactly how to do it.

Bakugou left the bedroom and ran down the stairs to find you in the living room. You were cozied up with yourself under a blanket that covered your booty shorts that you wore. You were entranced by the story of a book as you allowed the TV to play at a low volume for background noise and Bakugou’s heart swelled at such a domesticated moment. “Hi baby.”

You looked up to your husband and rolled your eyes with a smile as you looked at him. You wondered what trick he had up his sleeve this time around. “Hey. You need something?” You asked.

“Mm mm,” he shook his head with a soft smile, how cute. “Just was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me. Get some snacks, sit in bed, and just enjoy some time together.”

You smile grew wider at the thought of a little date night in your shared bedroom and you were quick to agree to his offer. “I’ll get the snacks,”

“No don’t worry about. I’ll get it. I already have everything set up. Picked a movie and everything. All you have to do is just be there with me.” You awed at your husband’s kind gestures as you went up to peck his cheek.

“Thanks Suki!” You happily said as you walked away. Bakugou watched your form disappear into the master bedroom before he quickly ran through all the cabinets and fridge. He frantically looked for viagra but when he couldn’t find any he whipped out his phone. He called a number that he knew was going to be able to help him.

“Listen Dunce Face. Don’t ask any questions, just do as I say if you want to fucking live. I know you have female viagra on you and if you don’t, get your ass to the store right now and pick some up for me. Bring it to me ASAP!” He quickly said and hung up before giving Kaminari any time to reply. Bakugou slowly prepared snacks to eat and in 5 minutes a knock was heard on the door. He ran to it and opened the wooden piece to find a huffing electric blonde.

“I....I....I got it!” Kaminari tiredly breathed out as he held a bag over his head to show the items he brought. Bakugou snatched it out of his hand before giving a quick ‘thanks!’ To show his appreciation and slammed the door.

Katsuki took the pills out of its containers and crushed 2 into a powder. He mixed it in with your bottle of water and finally brought the snacks and drinks up to you. He walked in to find you waiting on the bed for him and you smiled at the sight of him. He placed the bags of junk on the bed as he quickly joined you until he realized something was off.

“Umm...Y/N?” You smiled as you knew what he was going to ask and considering you guys were gonna have a little movie date, you gave in.

“Fine.” You happily said as you gave in and Bakugou was quick to pull you into his arms and become the big spoon. He finally got to hold you after so many weeks but this was not his main goal. No he wanted much more. This was only a stepping stone to his victory.

The movie began and Bakugou had you cuddled in his arms. You were enjoying the warmth of your husband as your eyes were drawn to the screen and you couldn’t help but smile at these sweet intimate moments like this. Yeah. You’ve missed him over the past few weeks but a punishment is a punishment. So you decided to savor this time with him before going back to cutting off physical contact once more.

Time had passed and Bakugou watched as you picked at the snacks and swallow down sips of the contaminated water. He smirked every time you downed a gulp and now the best part was coming up. See, Bakugou chose everything so that he knew exactly how everything would turn out. With that being said, he chose a movie that he knew would help the viagra in your system to get you going.

The erotic scene played and Bakugou watched as you rubbed your thighs together for friction. You bit your lip from time to time to hold back a needy groan and you began feeling heat all over you. And it wasn’t coming from Katsuki. Seeing you in this state, Bakugou slowly went to place a hand on your bare thigh. You didn’t push him away and Bakugou grinned at the fact that you were breaking. He soothed and rubbed at your thigh as he would squeeze it every now and then as well. The whole time you were asking yourself why the explicit scene was so detailed and so long.

Out of nowhere, you felt Bakugou’s hand travel up your leg and to your core but just for a second. The teasing touch had you silently gasp and you craved for more. You turned to Bakugou to see he was leaning against the headboard and he would release a grunt every so often which didn’t help relieve your growing heat. He didn’t seem bothered by anything or affected at all as he watched the movie continue.

Enough was enough, you picked up the remote and turned off the TV. Bakugou turned to look at you with a raised brow but openly smirked once he saw you straddle his lap. You shamelessly began to grind yourself against his core as you both released sighs and moans at the friction. His hands went straight to your hips as he spoke.

“What’s wrong princess? What happened to my punishment?” He teasingly asked.

“Shut up,” was all that you said before you quickly dove in for a hungry kiss that Bakugou happily returned. It was all teeth and tongue as you both pressed against each other, grinding against one another’s clothed centers. Moans were released into the kiss as you began to undress yourself. You both pulled away for a second to remove your tops but quickly went back in for the kiss. You removed your shorts as Bakugou remained in his sweats. You were left in nothing but panties before Katsuki decided to rip those off.

“Katsuki...nobody said anything about you being able to touch me again,” you clarified with sharp eyes. Bakugou’s eyes went wide. He thought this was the end of the punishment. He thought you gave in.

“What do you-“

Before he could finish, you placed your hand on his shoulder and activated your quirk.

“Sleep.”

And just like that, Bakugou was out like a light. While he was unconscious, you took the opportunity to tie his wrists to the headboard using one of his dress ties. You removed his sweats and briefs as you allowed his member to stand tall. You stared at the red, angry tip that was drenched in pre-cum. You smirked as you sat yourself on his waist as your hand went to stroke his member the slightest bit. He moaned in his sleep and you giggled as you spoke again.

“Rebel.”

Bakugou slowly woke up, but once he fully came to, he was completely submerged in pleasure. His eyes were blessed with the view of your naked body, with a beautiful face that adorned a smirk. And he understood why you held the malicious smile. He groaned as he felt your pace at his dick speed up. You leaned down to his ear as Katsuki held heavy breaths with a flushed and red face.

“No touching, remember Suki?” You whispered as you then licked the shell of his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

“F-fuck! Fuck, Y/N please. Please just do something...Ahh~” You trailed your thumb up to his tip as you focused on it. The feeling sent Bakugou into heaven.

“Awww, you thought you could tell me what to do? If you didn’t notice, tonight, I’m in charge.” You said with a grin and devious eyes. Bakugou groaned even more as he waited for you to do..anything! “I’ll tell you what though, Suki. You have been pretty decent for the past few weeks so I’ll give you a little something. And maybe if you’re a good boy for me, I’ll let you have the main course.”

Bakugou watched as you stopped your hand movements and scooted back. You were face to face with his dick as you jerked him off some more. You held his member in your hand as you made eye contact with him. You licked the base of his cock all the way to the tip causing Bakugou to sigh and moan. You kissed the tip before taking it into your mouth and swirling your tongue around.

“Oh s-shit! Baby! Fuck-“

You went down on him one time and moaned around his cock, allowing the vibrations to have full affect on your trembling husband. You pulled off him with a pop as you smiled up at him.

“Oh I’m sorry. You wanted me to suck your dick on soft, right?...Mm, well it’s not my fault you can’t control your hard on.” You teased to which Bakugou growled at you. “Again with the snarling? That’s not what good boys do Suki. Good boys do what they’re told so they get to cum inside a pretty pussy~”

Bakugou perked up at the temptation. Cumming inside you. Breeding you. Pumping you full until you give him another brat. The thought of you walking around beautifully swollen with his kid drove him mad and desperate.

“Let me cum inside you Princess.” He asked with a soft but stern tone.

“Ah ah, you don’t get to tell me what to do. You’re not the one giving orders tonight, Katsuki. So listen up. I’ll go down on you for about 5 minutes. If you don’t come in those 5 minutes, I’ll let you cum inside. However, if you do, I’ll be leaving you here with a cock ring for the next few hours while I go and pleasure myself somewhere else. Understand?” You watched as he attempted to fight against his restraints.

“No.” He refused to give in. He turned his head down, avoiding your gaze and you sighed in return.

“Fine, I guess I’ll just have to take care of myself,” you said and slid off him. You were about to walk away before Bakugou called out for you.

“No wait!” You turned to him and gave a little curl with your lip. “Tch....please.” He said while blushing and staring off.

“Please what suki?” You said, acting dumb. Bakugou really didn’t wanna beg but he’s so close to getting what he’s been craving all month. Screw his damn pride. He was gonna get laid and he was gonna get it tonight!

“Please! ....Fuck me, touch me, suck my dick, let me cum inside you, do something to me! Please Y/N,” he begged. His member still stood erect and you smiled as you walked towards him.

“That’s my good boy,” you said as you caressed his jaw and gave him a quick and passionate kiss before moving down to suck him off. You kissed his tip multiple times before taking him in. He gasped and sighed at the contact and feeling of your warm cavern but he’ll be damned if he came undone in less than 5 minutes. He needed to cum inside your sweet little cunt and he was gonna do whatever it took to do so.

You bobbed your head at a steady pace causing Bakugou to plead for more. You swallowed his pre-cum, which left him gasping. Your hand went to fondle his balls as he fought against his restraints. He wanted to use his hands to take control but he couldn’t, not with them being tied up.

“P-please baby. Faster! Please!” He begged. And who were you to deny your good boy. You sped up your movements and moaned with his cock seated in your throat. “Ohh god! Yess!”

His legs shook as he was close to cumming. He looked at the time and saw he only had 1 minute left. Just 1 minute. Hold it in and he gets to cum inside you. However, he didn’t know you had a little trick up your sleeve.

When you walked away before, you grabbed a mini vibrator. Seeing he only had 1 minute left, you turned it on and placed it at the base of his cock while you sucked him off and moaned some more.

“F-fuck baby! S’too much! Stop- stop! ...ohh fuck I’m-I’m gonna cum!” Bakugou screamed with his head thrown back. He jerked his hips up as he attempted to fuck your mouth but you squeezed and scratched at his bare thighs to get him to stop. And finally, with your permission..

“You can cum now, good boy,”

He filled your mouth as he screamed in pleasure. His legs shook in pure ecstasy as he filled your mouth with his sweet-salty release. You pulled off him with a stuffed mouth and watched as his chest puffed up and fell down. He sighed before he looked at you with rosy cheeks. You smirked at him, opening your mouth to show him his work before swallowing it all. The erotic scene caused him to bite his lips and throw his head back as he puffed some more.

He can’t believe he was at his limit and all because of a blowjob. His dick grew soft but rose once more as vibrations came in contact with his shaft again. He flinched at the sudden feeling and looked at the cause of it and saw you holding the vibrator against him. “Baby? W-what? W-hy?”

“Aww Suki. Don’t you remember? It’s time to give you what you’ve wanted all month,” you smirked at him. His eyes went wide. How could he forget? He wanted to cum inside you so badly, but he didn’t know if he had any left. He didn’t know if he would be able to take it after his extreme climax.

“W-wait! Wait Y/N. I-..I need a break for a second. I can’t-“

“Excuse me?” You cut him off. “So you’re the only one that gets pleasure out of all this? I don’t think so.”

“No baby, that’s not what I meant. I just- it’s just...s’too much!” He cried out as he watched you hover over his erection. You lined his dick up with your entrance and smirked some more.

“You can handle it. I know you can. You’ll be my good boy and pleasure me too, right?” You sweetly said. Bakugou didn’t know what it was. He was never the submissive one but you calling him a ‘good boy’ did something to him. It made him want to completely submit to you and do whatever you pleased. You slammed down completely on his cock as you both cried out in pleasure.

“Fuck!” Bakugou screamed. You began a fast pace bouncing up and down on him. Your hands found placement on his bare chest as he threw his head back and made an abundant amount of noise. “Oh baby! Baby- slow down! F-fuck too much!”

“Mm..c’mon Suki..I thought you wanted this. Fuck- I thought you wanted..to be my good boy,” you teased while moaning. You held a devious grin as you rode him and he couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. Poor baby was so overstimulated.

Bakugou released sobs of pleasure but he enjoyed it all nonetheless. “S-shit! Oh my godd Katsuki! S-So big!”

“Ahh! Fuck! Y-Y/N..baby please! Let me touch you! Please!” Bakugou seethed out. He had his feet planted on the bed as he attempted to thrust up into you. You, growing a soft spot for the man below you, gave in.

“Heh...be a good boy and please me Suki.” You released his wrists from their ties as you never stopped your motions and his hands were quick to find home around your waist.

Bakugou was quick to take control and bounce you up and down on his shaft, controlling the pace. Now it was your turn to scream and cry in pleasure as Bakugou slammed you down on his cock while ramming up into you at the same time. He was going to be a good boy and please you.

“F-fucking shit! You like that? Huh?” He gave your ass a quick and hard smack before continuing. “You like the way my dick feels inside your sweet pussy?”

The pleasure was too much for you. You could barely form words as he catered to your body. His thrusts were beginning to bring you to your end as you felt the familiar tight feeling grow stronger in your stomach. You pussy clenched around his shaft as he released a gruff moan at the squeeze.

“Shit..you gonna cum baby? Gonna cum on my dick? ...fuck yess~ let me fill you up princess,” he said as his thrust grew sloppy. He was close to his end as well and you nodded in approval to his desire.

“Ka-Katsuki! I’m gonna cum..fuck baby I’m cumming!” Bakugou sped up the slightest bit to help you reach your climax until you finally came. You both released cried of euphoria as you both met your orgasms and met each other for a hungry kiss. At the same time, Bakugou stopped his thrusts as he shot his load in you, and a mix of your releases seeped out of your cunt. Your kiss was sloppy as your tongues fought for dominance. Bakugou let his hands travel to your ass where they helped you grind on his dick a little more and smacked it once again.

You both had moaned into the kiss until oxygen became necessary. You separated from each other with small pecks before finally stopping. Bakugou remained inside you as you settled into his chest. He had his arms wrap around you as you both spent time catching your breaths. Once you both finally settled, you bathed in the comforting feeling of the after sex glow and cuddled in a comforting silence. Bakugou had kissed the crown of your head before he spoke up and broke the quiet.

“So much for a punishment,” he teased. You looked at him with slanted eyes as a way of telling your husband to shut up but he only chuckled at you. He lifted your chin and brought your lips to meet his once more for a loving kiss before separating to tell you sweet words.

“I love you, princess.” He said with his husky voice.

“I love you too, Suki.” You sent your hand to intertwine with his and he gladly accepted. He was right though. So much for a punishment. Oh well, you’ll get him next time he fucks up.

A/N: EW THE ENDING WAS SO BAD!!!! WTFFFFF! Whatever. I hope you enjoyed it bear Cubs! I’m sorry I’ve been in my lil slump but I feel myself getting better and I’ll be back soon!💗🧸 And now...to start on the ninth chapter of my series. Yayyyyy😓

A/N: I think my favorite part is when Katsuki yells “Suck my dick!...on soft!�� Cuz I be walking around and saying that to mfs who test me. If you disrespect me, SUCK MY DICK..ON SOFT! 🤣 am I a female? YES! But you will suck my soft non-existent dick if you decide to act like a prick for no apparent reason. Thank you!😂

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