#and any time cam is like 'babe can you stop throwing bottles at people you don't like' luther's like 'idk can you undrown me'

[subsequentibis]

reposting this commission i got from @neonjawbone a little while back! these are two characters from a sideblog that i'm working on shaping up to put into underbelly and i love them very much <3 the guy with the short hair is luther and the guy with the braid is cam and there's a lot going on with them just in general

[thermaflute]

can you please write a smut drabble with katsu and his girlfriend who is like a twitch streamer and like he’s in the mood but she’s in the middle of a stream of some new horizons ofc (bcs we have taste here fellaz 😌) maybe with kirishima if u want! anyways she cuts off the cam but thinks she did the mic too but didn’t nd twitter jus goes wild the day after- SCHS SORRY IF THIS IS TOO MUCH 👉🏽👈🏽🥺

I only changed some slight details but I hope I did it right! I couldn't fit Kirishima in but It def wasn’t too much!

Slightly suggestive but nothing wild so 18+, some cussing, disrespect to animal crossing fish

Bakugo x Streamer!Reader

"Okay but do you guys like the pink dress or the orange one?" 

You watched the comments come flooding in on which one was better. In between were messages that were just emojis or people asking questions. You giggled at a particular message, "you have the bells for it, get every color".

"Guys guys guys, you're all wrong. Only one person got it, I'm just gonna buy all the colors." Then began the tedious process of going in and out of the store to buy every available color from the changing room. "When are they gonna update that feature? Anyway, it's almost the end of the month and I haven't caught all the fish so we're gonna be out there for a minute."

You stop, mid dash, as your boyfriend startled you with his loud entrance. "You scared me babe, I'm streaming right now." 

"Cool, I don't care."

 You suck your teeth at him and asked your stream. "You guys mind if my boyfriend hangs out while I play?" Your fans gave a resounding yes filled with all kinds of heart emojis. You figured they weren't gonna turn down the chance to see Ground Zero on screen. "They said yes."

"Nice of you to ask, I was staying in here even if they said no." You rolled your eyes at his comment playfully as he pulled up a chair next to you.

"I've seen you play this plenty of times, hand it over." You laughed and handed your controller to him, knowing damn well he was gonna fuck it up.

"Well then, since you want to be in here so bad, you're gonna do my fishing." He looked at you as if you were tripping, but you just smirked at him back. "I'll show you how. You just throw it in front of-"

"See, this game is so easy I don't know why you play it so much yo-. Why'd it go away?" 

"You pulled up too quickly and it swam away."

"Fine, I'll get another one." He ran across the beach, getting progressively angrier as they all swam away. The chat was cracking up at the fact that a top hero was failing at a casual game.

"You know what? Fuck it, I'm not here for this anyway. Turn your stream off I'm bored."

"What? No? It hasn't been long enough Katsu." 

His hand grips your thighs harshly and you Yelp, "You can get back on when I'm done." He does your signature ending wave mockingly at the camera before "ending the stream." What he didn't realize was that he hit the wrong button, and all it did was hide your cam. 

"I've been out there getting my ass kicked all damn day because of your little stunt."

"Tough, get better then." You know you're pushing it but you don't quite care. He scoffed at you and started working on your pants immediately.

"Don't get slick with me, you know what you sent me earlier. I couldn't do shit all day because of you."

"This is going to be your problem soon."

"Hmmm, this sounds like a personal problem babe." His grip on your thigh tightened as he parted your thighs with ease. 

"Shut up you. Oh. Aah~" Your moans seemed to overpower the room instantly. He was quick in between your legs, making you grip your chair for dear life. You felt any composure you have slip away from you while your angry ass boyfriend did his best to make you hysterical. In a half blissed state you saw your chat going nuts. "FUCK." You pushed the blonde up with your thighs, to which he looked at you confused as you officially ended the stream. "It was still on. You only turned off the cam!" 

He looked at you with a bit of a proud glint in his eye. "Doesn't bother me, that's kinda hot actually." He easily pushed you back against the chair with one arm.

"Katsuki! Ugh, I'm not trying- Aaaaah- to get banned!"

"Yeah yeah, I'll have my PR team work it out." He pulled you further down the chair and you felt all your complaints fade from your head as your hand tangled in his hair. You couldn't say much anyway, as this was your plan when you sent those nudes earlier.

His phone rang violently on the table but he ignored it, too preoccupied with overstimulating you. It continued to ring, with various notifications going off as well. You matched his energy and continued to ignore it for the rough treatment you were getting below. 

"Send me nudes again while I'm at work and I'm going to end you." 

"Hmm, okay."

"You're not listening," he slapped the side of your thigh, jolting you up from your blissed out state. He gets up and you follow him, giddy for the pounding you're gonna get in less than a minute. Howver, you quickly remembered the fish you weren't catching right now, and just as quickly chased away the thoughts with reassurance that you'll just time travel in the morning.

___________

You start your morning as you usually did and checked your notifications, and to your surprise, you were trending. The comments were relentless, most of them made by your fans.

"Lmfaoooooo sis was getting ate up."

"Bruh he couldn't catch the fish so he caught some cooch. And you know what? That's king shit."

"Who wants the audio clip? I'll send it." 

"Yo they got an OnlyFans? That was kinda hot."

You backed out of twitter and rolled over in bed, not wanting to acknowledge that thousands of people heard you and Katsuki. You heard the shower door open and out came your man, proudly smiling at you. "Did you see that you're trending."

You nodded into the pillow. 

"Yeah my PR team yelled at me about it when I finally answered the phone but I think it was worth it." You rolled up to look at him change, realizing you were still a bit sore. 

"I'm in pain dumbass." 

"That's my problem how?" He snickered at you before he chucks you the bottle of pain relievers. "And next time maybe you'll keep it to yourself while I'm at work."

You repeat his actions and voice mockingly and a towel lands on your head. "Katsuki!"

"Love you too loser."

[yourescapetofiction]

The Tides Have Turned-Part 7

A/N: This is my old work, The Tides Have Turned. It is a complete story that I am reposting on this blog so the work isn’t lost and can be found for those interested :)

Seven

“Sammy you can’t eat that!!!”

My eyes slowly peeled open to the sound of Johnson’s muffled voice shouting downstairs. I had no coherent thoughts in my brain at the moment, as I let myself wake up. My eyes darted around the sun-filled room. Two beds…Adidas sneakers…boxers? This wasn’t my room. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I looked to my right and found a sleeping Nate. His chest moved slowly up and down and I matched my breathing to his rhythm. He was distracting, I shook my head to refocus my thoughts.

I was still in his bed, I never returned to my room. The events of the bonfire were still foggy in my mind, I’m never drinking that much Malibu again. I rubbed my temples at the thought of hooking up with Gilinsky, and now possibly Nate. I felt the bed begin to shift to my right as Nate rolled over where he was facing me. His eyes opened slowly at first, and then shot open when he saw me face to face. I sat up in a rush, hoping we didn’t make a mistake.

“N-Nate, did we…” my voice trails off. He was still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Uh, yeah. We did” he said, his voice groggy but unbelievably sexy. My thoughts clouded with worry, I hope he didn’t regret the events of last night. I suppose it was technically my fault, after all. I crept in here assuming I could spend the night with him, and what from what I remember I was the one to come onto him. I cringe at my forwardness.

“Nate, I’m sorry I-”

“For what?” he asks sitting up now.

“For barging in here last night, coming on to you, oh god you must think-”

“Y/n. Stop. You didn’t do anything wrong, I wanted it too” he says nonchalantly. I breathe a sigh of relief that he wasn’t totally disgusted with me.

“That was the most fun I’ve had in a while” he says pulling me closer to him, and he bites my lip into a kiss. I relaxed into him, there was no doubt he had skill. As much as I knew this would complicate things, I never felt as sexually charged as I did with Nate. He wiped out the memory of G, if that attests to anything.

“We should do it more often” I say in between his kisses. The words escaped my mouth before I even knew what I was saying, but I was putting it all out there. He pulls back and looks at me with lust clouding his eyes. He smirked, creating two perfect dimples.

“Yeah, considering that was just a quickie” he says kissing my neck. By now we were in a mess of blankets in the center of the bed.

“Was it?” I moan a little as he would bite and suck the flesh.

“Mmm, yeah. We had a little interruption” he says as I furrow my eyebrows. I mean it vaguely rang a bell. I remember light streaming in and words exchanged in a hushed tone.

“Next time I want to savor you; taste you” he murmured against the skin just under my ear. I could feel his tongue dart against my neck as it moved when he spoke. I shuddered at his words, already feeling the warmth spread across my body.

“Nate! Wake up man! Breakfast is ready. And while you’re at it, find y/n and tell her to come down too!” Sammy shouted from the landing of the stairs. Nobody knew that we were in here together. Nate groaned, but got up to find something to wear.

“I guess that’s our cue” I giggle pulling my shirt from last night over my head.

“The timing around this place sucks” Nate says all bent out of shape, which causes me to giggle harder.

“Keep it in your pants Nathan, shit will happen when it happens” I say giving him a quick peck on the lips. I head towards the door and grasp the handle.

“But Nate-” I say stopping to look at him. He lifts his head to look at me. “This forbidden friends-with-benefits thing has to stay between us” I warn. “The guys can’t know. They won’t understand, and it would make things too weird” I add. Nate nods his head knowingly.

“Agreed, babe. Besides makes it hotter” he says winking at me. I smile and turn to leave when he pulls my arm, twirling me right into his chest. He smacks a warm kiss right on my lips, and my hands go to the ends of his hair.

“See you downstairs” I say before heading back to my room before anyone noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Nate’s POV

I took an extra few minutes to cleaned up and pull myself together before heading downstairs. We couldn’t have it looking like we both came down at the same time, so I thought it best to stagger our entrances. I ran my hands through my hair and kept my outfit casual with sweats and a tank. I think I have given it enough time, so I make my way down the hallway and head downstairs.

The minute I approached the landing I could hear the guys shouting over the scores from the basketball games last night. Normally I would have been right there with them, but I had my own fun last night. The memory caused me to smirk. I plod down each step slowly and head into the kitchen to see a full breakfast has already been prepared.

“Damn this looks good. Who cooked?” I question aloud, my eyes lighting up at the feast in front of me.

“I did the pancakes and got all the other shit out, like fruit and stuff” Johnson said between bites of food.

“And Sammy did the eggs” Gilinsky chuckles at the notion of Sam in the kitchen.

“Woah, homie cooks now does he?” I shoot Sam a look of shock.

“You know I’m good at everything” Sam says his shoulders shrugging in an exaggerated manner.

“Shut the hell up Sammy” I say busting out laughing. I move to pour myself a cup of coffee and begin to pile food on my plate when I hear y/n’s voice ring through the kitchen.

“Mornin’ boys!” she says cheerily sitting on Sam’s knee as he wraps an arm around her waist.

“Hey babe, sleep well?” G asked her. I could see a smile playing on her lips.

“Mhm, really good” she says stifling a giggle.

“That’s good. I know how you get in those storms and thought for sure I’d have company last night” he laughs. A smug smile formed on my face, little did he know that she chose me and I did a lot more than comfort her in the storm.

I made my way over to the large dining table and sat next to Johnson and Cam.

“Hey dude, pass the syrup please” I say nodding at Kenny who sat across from me. He slid it across the table, and I caught it in my hand.

“Okay, speaking of company. I know Nate had some last night” Swazz spoke up a stupid grin on his face as he spilled my secret to the entire breakfast table. I nearly poured the entire bottle of syrup on my pancakes. I looked up to see y/n’s eyes wide, she looked like she was on pins and needles, afraid of what I was going to say.

“The better question is why you walked in bro” I say causing the whole table to laugh. I hoped this would divert the conversation away from the original direction, but of course they weren’t letting it go.

“Come on Skate, who was she?” Nash said, spooning cereal into his mouth.

“Yeah man, was she fine at least?” Johnson asked next.

“Guys I ain’t gonna kiss and tell like that. But yes she’s a dime” I say smirking and I saw y/n visibly relax before getting up to get herself some food. The guys went back to discussing last night’s game, and I saw this as an opportunity to clear my plate. I walked over to where y/n was standing.

“Close one huh?” I chuckle. She playfully hit my arm.

“Shit, yes. Don’t scare me like that again, or I will cut you off” she says with a wink before taking a spot at the table. I return to my seat and lay back casually draping my arm across the back.

“So what do we want to do today you fine people?” J asked outwardly to the group.

“Well I don’t think the beach is an option until they get a crew out to clear up the damage” Cam said. A few of us sighed, we wanted to live on the beach as much as possible this trip.

“Well I don’t know about you guys, but I need to get out of this house so I’m going shopping” Y/n says matter of factly.

“Ughhhhh noooo” Gilinsky dragged out, scrunching up his nose. The others had looks of disdain also, and even I had to admit shopping was the last thing I wanted to do.

“I don’t know why you guys are groaning, that wasn’t an invite” she giggles. “The only one that gets a free pass to join me would be Sammy boy, but his taste in clothes don’t exactly vibe with mine” she laughs harder now punching him on the arm. This is why she was always more than welcome in the squad, girl had mad jokes.

“Laugh all you want but I never hear any complaints from the ladies” Sam retorts leaning back in his chair triumphantly.

“That’s because you and the ‘ladies’ don’t exactly do much talking” y/n says exaggerating the word ladies with air quotes.

“That is strike two for you y/n. First the pranks, now this. You got a storm comin’ babe” Sam laughs, mischief filling his eyes.

“Well if y/n is going shopping, why don’t we check out the gym in town? Shoot some hoops?” G asks. Now this was something I can get behind.

“Oh hell yeah, I’m in” I say. The guys all eagerly agree at something much more their speed.

“Hey I got an idea” J says, we all look at him signaling him to continue. “Why don’t we all meet back at the house later tonight, say like 8, and then head into New York City for a night out?” he says.

“Yes, you don’t have to ask me twice” Sammy says. We all eagerly agree to the plan and y/n claps her hands together in excitement at the plan.

“Now I have something to shop for” she says before running upstairs to get dressed.

Y/n’s POV

I quickly pulled on a casual summer outfit. Jean shorts, a white tee, and my white converse. I loosely braid my hair and throw on my sunglasses before heading downstairs. The boys were all standing around in the living room wearing variations of basketball shorts, tank tops, no shirts, etc.

“Sweatbands, Gilinsky? What is this, the 70’s?” I tease.

“Why don’t you get some of those short-shorts while you’re at it Michael Jordan?” Nash joins in.

“Yeah, you guys won’t be saying that when I whoop your ass on the court!” he defends. We all file out of the front door and towards the parked cars on the driveway.

“You guys should take the bus considering there’s a brood of you” I suggest. They all nod as Sammy made his way to the driver’s side door.

“Not you Sammy!!!” Nate yells running towards him to stop him his tracks.

“Why not?!” Sam whines.

“Because you’re a shit driver. Last time we let you drive you got so distracted you rear ended a guy” Nate chastises.

“That was equally his fault you know!” Sam says grumbling while climbing into the back. Nate just looks at me out of exasperation and I giggle at them. The boys could argue like old married couples sometimes.

“See you back here at 8, babe!” J shouts from the passenger side window as Nate was reversing out of the driveway.

“You got it!” I wave at them. I walk over to my parent’s car that they left for me to use if I needed to get around this trip. They were mostly with Johnson and Gilinsky’s parents the entire time, so they didn’t need three cars.

I climb in and crank the A/C on full blast and tune the radio until I heard Bruno Mars crooning through the speakers. This was going to be a fun day, I could feel it already.

I drove for 15 minutes before rows of shops came into my line of sight. I parked on the street and entered a vintage boutique expertly displayed on the corner of the street. I walk in and begin to peruse the endless racks of clothing. I needed something HOT, hotter than anything I’ve worn before. I wanted to look good for Nate, nobody wants a frumpy friends with benefits.

I walk over to a rack of dresses and begin searching until my eyes widened at the sight of a gorgeous red one. My mouth gaped slightly at the price, but it was breathtaking.

“Can I help you?” a salesgirl wandered over to ask me.

“Yes, I’d like to try this on please” I answer sweetly.

“Wow, that’s a beautiful dress! Right this way” she motions for me to follow her to the changing rooms. I walk in and quickly strip shimmying my way into the dress. I turned to look at myself in the mirror and was shocked. I loved it immediately, and knew it was just the thing to wear for Nate when we go out on the town tonight. It had a decently deep V down the front, and a cutout back down a couple inches of my spine. It was sexy, but not slutty. I decided to give Nate a little teaser of what he was in for later tonight, so I took out my phone and snapped a pic and pulled up his contact information.

Me: Look what I found for tonight! 😜

I clicked send and started to put my clothes back on when my phone pinged with a new text message.

Sammy😈: holy shitttt 👅👅 that’s for me babe? You shouldn’t have 😏

I furrowed my brows in confusion, that’s not the response I expected to see. What is Sam talking about. I scrolled up to see that I accidentally sent my sexy pic to the fuckboy himself rather than Nate.

Me: SAMUEL OMG THAT WASN’T FOR YOU 😧😧 forget you saw anything or I will have you by the balls!!!!!!!

Sammy😈: damn babe no need to get violent. But we will be talking about this later 😘

Oh my god, this could have been way worse. What if one of the guys found out it was meant for Nate? I’m thanking myself that I didn’t include Nate’s name in the text. I put my phone away, dropping my little act of flirting. I wasn’t risking it again, sorry Nate.

I proceed to the register and pay for the dress before I set off on the hunt for shoes and accessories.

“Looking good for your man tonight?” the saleslady asked with a knowing smile.

“Something like that” I answer with a slight smile.

Nate’s POV

“What are you smiling about?” I ask Sam who had a shit eating grin on his face.

“Oh, nothing. Just saw something interesting that’s all” he answers slyly. He was up to something, or knew something we didn’t.

“Okay?” I say dragging out the syllables.

“Let’s just say tonight just got a lot more interesting” he says with one last smirk.