#i deserve to drool over my strong blonde babes

[just-mya-writing]

I showed my sister a picture of Cynthia and she agreed she's hot

We won

[seijorhi]

Thirty Seven Seconds

Soulmate AU commission for @pokemonfreak666, hope you like it, bby!

Bakugou Katsuki x Female Reader, Kirishima Eijiro x Female Reader

TW non-con, minor character death, nsfw

Part II

It’s funny how easily the things you think are important get pushed aside and forgotten when everything goes to shit.

For over twenty years you’ve watched the timers on your wrists slowly tick down, day by day, hour by hour, second by second. Separated only by a fraction of a second, counting down to the exact moment you’d meet your soulmates. And for as long as you can remember, those two timers have meant everything to you.

Twenty-four hours out, and you could barely focus, buzzing with nervous anticipation.

Twelve hours. Six. An hour and forty five. Down the timers tick.

Nine minutes.

Five and a half.

Two. 

It’s hard to describe the almost dizzying excitement you felt walking down the street, your arm looped with your friend’s. Giddy and grinning like a fool, it’d felt like nothing in the world could possibly touch you - you were moments away from meeting the ones - your soulmates, your happily ever after. 

And even though the timers never lied, you couldn’t help but keep your eyes peeled, desperately searching for an early glimpse of them while your friend (two months away from meeting her own) just rolled her eyes and laughed good-naturedly. 

Thirty seven seconds out, and the ground shook as an explosion ripped through the sky.

Funnily enough, you don’t remember too much after that. Just a wave of searing heat, an aftershock that knocks you clean off your feet and the sound of your best friend screaming.

There’s a hard body colliding with yours, the smell of burnt sugar and musk choking the air around you-

“Oi, shitty hair, get the other one!”

And then there’s nothing.

—

You wake up in the hospital hours later and a nurse with a sombre face tells you that your friend didn’t make it, and for the first time in years your soulmates are the furthest thing from your mind.

It was a villain attack, some no-name wannabe trying to make a reputation for himself. It doesn’t really matter, you don’t really care. 

It’s all white noise.

She tells you that you have visitors if you’re feeling up to it - the two Pro Heroes who rescued you stuck around to come see if you were okay, but you just shake your head. 

It’s not their fault, you know that, but the timers stopped ticking and your best friend died and you’re honestly not sure whether you’ll ever be able to reconcile those two things in your head. 

You spend just under a week in hospital, and every day they come to see you.

They never make it past the nurses station.

—

Two days after you’re discharged, there’s a rough pounding at your front door. 

You know, even before you glance through the peephole that it’s them. And even with your hand resting on the doorknob, your heart hammering away inside of your chest, there’s a part of you that wants to walk away, to shut them out entirely until they get the message that you’re not interested.

But it’s not their fault, you remind yourself, and you can’t be cruel.

Tentatively, you twist the knob and let the door swing open just a touch, catching on the chain deadbolt. 

The sight of the two towering Pro Heroes - Dynamight and Red Riot, unmistakable even out of their Hero costumes - standing out in the hall would be enough to set anybody on edge, but it’s the way their gazes snap towards you, red eyes zeroing in like you’ve caught them in the middle of a conversation that makes your heart squeeze uncomfortably.

They know. They have to. 

“H-hello?”

The blond’s still scowling, but the redhead (Kirishima, a voice inside your head supplies. He was your friend’s favourite, wasn’t he?) grins brightly at you.

“Hey babe! Y’know, you’re one tough chick to get ahold of,” he laughs, and your eyes flicker to Bakugou’s just in time to see the muscle in his jaw twitch. “Mind if we come in, sweetheart?”

Your stomach twists at the casual endearment, even more so when you catch sight of the pink and red flowers in his hand.

The polite thing to do would be to say yes; soulmates or not they did technically save your life and they deserve that much at least, but you just- 

You can’t. 

Not when you buried your friend yesterday. You need time. You need space. You’re just not in the right place and now… you’re not sure if you ever will be.

Swallowing tightly, you nibble on your bottom lip, “Um… look, I-I’m really sorry, but-”

“Nah, fuck this shit,” Bakugou snaps. “Move,” and you have all of a split second to process the command before his foot’s on the door and it’s splintering inwards, ripping the deadbolt clean off.

A shriek tears its way free as you flinch in on yourself, and vaguely you register Kirishima loudly chastising him, but you can’t focus on that when the blond’s hand is on your arm, fingers digging in, dragging you unceremoniously inside.

“Shut up, Kiri. ‘m not gonna let her push us away because she’s too fuckin’ stubborn for her own good.”

And then those red, glaring eyes are fixed on you, and it feels like you’re a little rabbit, caught in the maw of a hungry wolf. “What are you- stop!” you cry as he painfully yanks you forward again, this time in the direction of your open bedroom. 

But Bakugou doesn’t listen, doesn’t even pause, and despite his earlier protests, neither does Kirishima.

It’s too fast, too sudden- 

Your heart is pounding, fear gripping at your throat, squeezing. You don’t understand what’s happened, why they’ve forced their way inside your home, why they’re hurting you.

“Wait, please! I-I don’t-”

“You don't what, princess?! You’re our soulmate, aren’t you?” he snarls, and you can only sob. “Then just…” he breaks off with a frustrated huff, “just shut up and enjoy this.”

Against two Pro Heroes, you never stood a chance. 

It’s all too easy for Kiri to manhandle you back onto the bed, impossibly strong arms encircling your torso, drawing you back to prop you up against his chest while Bakugou busies himself with your lower half. Clothes are ripped off of you, greedy hands palming at exposed flesh, and you choke on another sob as heated red eyes gaze up at you from between your forcibly spread thighs.

The first lick of his tongue against your sex has you keening, writhing against the redhead’s grip. It’s useless - Kiri has no intentions of letting you go anywhere, and Bakugou only growls, fingers tightening on the meat of your thighs as he pushes his tongue further between your folds.

He eats you out like a man starved - sucking and slurping gracelessly at your cunt, messily, with no rhythm or technique, fucking his tongue into you while you shake and tearfully beg for him to stop. Yet you can’t fight the shameful warmth that burns at your cheeks, the way your toes curl and your breath stutters when he decides to add two fingers into the mix.

“Please,” you sniffle, choking back another moan as his tongue wraps around your clit and he suckles the swollen bud, but neither one of your soulmates pays the cry any heed.

You can feel Kiri’s own hardening cock nudging at your lower back as he plays with your tits, cooing at you and laughing when he rolls your nipple between his thumb and forefinger just as Bakugou’s fingers hit that sensitive bundle of nerves and you scream, shaking and trembling in his grip.

“Yeah, you like that baby? You like Bakugou eating your pussy out?” His lips trail along the curve of your neck, sucking hot, wet, open mouthed kisses against the tender flesh while he ruts his hips against you. “Don’t go all shy on us now, wanna hear how good we’re making our pretty girl feel.” 

And while his fingers relentlessly pump into your dripping cunt, Bakugou pulls back, lower jaw shining and wet with your juices, and grins, “Course she fuckin’ likes it. Little slut’s practically clamping down on my tongue with how badly she wants to cum.” His smirk deepens, something dark and feral burning in those crimson depths as his tongue darts out to lick at his lips, “But we’re just getting started, aren’t we princess? Gonna fuck you till you’re a drooling fucking mess, begging for your soulmates’ cocks, and you’re gonna love every damned second of it.”

Trapped between the two of them - your soulmates, the two people on earth who’re supposed to love you, protect you - you can only sob.

[marvelous-imagines]

Imagine Johnny that the reader is Johnny's girlfriend and is a typical Nerd who loves to read comic books and is addicted to games and her friends end up making fun of her

considering I'm a huge nerd YES AND DONE LOVE!

Johnny Lawrence x reader

Warnings: mild language. Slight angst. Fluff!

You couldn't help the wide excited smile that bloomed on your face, pure joy engulfing you warmly as you looked into the full length mirror, taking in your new shirt. The bold lettering that read captain America along with the majestic figure himself in his signature stance with the American flag blowing around behind him as he held his glorious shield. The shirt was art, beautiful and truly a masterpiece... And it's yours, thanks to your boyfriend.

"johnny I love it!" you exclaimed happily, turning back to look at the blond, his grin wide as he watched you while leaned against the wall of your bedroom.

"I thought you would, when I saw it through the store window I knew it was something you'd want" he shrugs cooly, "although you're lucky no one saw me in the nerdy store full of losers" he jokes while pushing off the wall and walking over to you, placing his hands on your waist.

"now johnny... Are you calling me a loser?" you ask him, eye's locking on his baby blues.

"not you, you're my beautiful little nerd" he leans down so his face is closer to yours. You smirk and quickly peck him on the lips before pulling away from him and looking back at the shirt.

"thanks for the shirt Johnny, I love it!" you say ecstatic. Johnny let's out a chuckle and swiftly wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

"I think I deserve a kiss for my good deeds" he spoke while nuzzling his face into your neck. His breath tickling the skin there which causes you to giggle.

"if I gave you a kiss Lawrence you would definitely turn it into a 14 minute make out session and I have 3 minutes to arrive at Tiffany's house before I'm late" you placed your hands over his that was resting on your hips. He groans as he looks at you through the mirror.

"do you have to go to Tiffany's?" he questioned with a pout, and when he gave you the puppy eye's you almost wanted to bail out on your plans so you could stay with your boyfriend.

"yes, I promised I'd help her do birthday planning for her younger sister, then after we've planned shopping" you say reluctantly pulling away from Johnny's warm strong arms. He whines and nods in understanding.

"okay, I'll call you tonight babe" he said while walking to your bedroom door, "love ya y/n" he was his last words before he left. You smile fondly at where he once stood before grabbing your shoes and heading out the door as well.

You giggled loudly at your two friends Rebecca and Tiffany, while you all was seated on Tiffany's sofa while planning her younger sisters upcoming birthday party. You three had been laughing and joking around, talking more about boys then planning the actual party.

"last weekend me and Tommy went on our third date" Rebecca said with a smile. Tiffany let's a teasing grin spread across her face as she focuses her attention on the red head seated in between you both.

"oh, what happened on this date?" Tiffany wiggled her eyebrows in suggestive manner. You roll your eyes at your friend and smack her shoulder playfully.

"like I'd ever tell you anything tattle tale" Rebecca snorts, picking up the notebook full of ideas for the birthday and jotting something down before tossing it back on the table.

"oh c'mon, isn't Tommy apart of that badass karate thingy? He's a total badass!"

"my boyfriend knows karate too Tiffany" you decide to join the conversation with a little smile, just the thought of Johnny making your heart skip a beat.

Tiffany scoffs, shaking her head. "y/n sweetie we're talking about actual guys, not some comic book guys you have a crush" you lift a brow at her harsh tone. Of course your friends wasn't fond of comics as much as you was. They often teased you for liking comics, calling you childish and nerdy. But they was still your friends and you suffered through the constant teasing and insults.

"she's actually dating Johnny Lawrence, that cute blond boy you drool over at school" Rebecca spoke up as you just simply grabbed the notebook and jot down some ideas for Tiffany.

That seemed to make her choke on air nearly as she had wide eye's. "he's dating her?! The nerdy, quite little -

"what's so bad about being nerdy?" you cut her off angrily as you tossed the notebook aside and crossed your arms. Starting to feel offended by her this time.

"it's lame, all the comic books, the stupid dolls you collect - even that stupid shirt! It's childish y/n. You need to grow up" Tiffany spat out harshly, leaving you feeling a wave of hurt weigh down on you. What if she was right?

"it's not childish -

You tried to explain but she cuts you off with a laugh, "and all you do is play stupid video games, you spend more time in comic stores and arcades then hanging out with actual people" she laughed, Rebecca stifling a laugh beside you which has you feeling even worse. You thought they was your friends...they didn't understand just how amazing comics was, they was a escape, a slice of peace from chaos every once in a while. And video games was fun, a nice way to relax after a long day.

"you guys just don't get it... The two things are awesome" you grumbled quietly.

"awesome? You're a nerd y/n, I don't even see why Johnny would date you" her and Rebecca laughed loudly as you feel tears start to build up in your eye's. You stand up and storm out of the door, your tears you tried holding back escaping.

It was nearly 15 minutes later when you arrived home, laying on your bed and taking in what your friends said. Why would Johnny date you? You was a nerd, you loved superheroes and video games. Your friends was right... You was childish, you sat up and take your captain america shirt off and slip on a plain t-shirt and lay back down. Johnny was a total badass and deserved someone better then you, someone who he was most likely ashamed of being seen with.

As you laid in your bubble of self loathing a knock on your bedroom door disturbs you. "go away!" you said loudly while you swing a arm over your eye's while you laid on your back.

"geez you sound so happy to see me" the familier sound of your boyfriend said, "it's Johnny, i left my wallet in you're room I think, I can't find anywhere else..." he spoke from the other side of the door.

You sigh and stay in your position, "come in" the sound of the door opening then closing was the only thing heard, soon followed by Johnny's voice once more.

"why aren't you wearing the shirt I got you?" he asks while picking it up off the floor and sitting on the edge of your bed, "what's wrong?" you slowly move your arm off your eyes and look at him. He instantly saw the sadness swimming in your eye's.

"do you think I'm childish?" you ask him quietly, slowly sitting up in bed and looking at him. He gives you a confused look before shaking his head.

"no, why would I?" he says while playing with the shirt in his hands, his eyes roaming your face trying to understand what's wrong.

"because I'm a nerd... I'm a loser Johnny, I don't even know why you're dating someone like me" you said with growing irritation at yourself. Johnny placed the shirt on the bed at gives you a stern look.

"I'm with you because I love y/n. I love everything about you, I love you for you" johnny said while scooting closer to you and placing his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look at him, his eyes holding nothing but truth, "what even made you think like this?" he murmured. You let out a deep breath while leaning into his touch.

"Tiffany and Rebecca" you muttered while looking away from his gorgeous blue eyes. He sighs and scoops you up in his arms and placing you in his lap, you was surprised by the abrupt movement but soon melt into his loving arms that was wrapped around your waist.

"if they were guys and kick their ass's for making you even think for a moment that you're a loser" he said causing you to giggle a little. But he continues with a serious look, "you're not a loser, you're cool and I love that you like video games and comics... It shows that you have a fun a personality and not a boring one like Tiffany and Rebecca's" he placed a kiss on your nose, you giggle at him and lay your head on his shoulder.

"I love you Johnny, you're the absolute best" you muttered while closing your eyes and basking in his loving embrace.

"I love you too y/n, every little detail" he muttered back, running his hand up and down your back. You truly did love Johnny, no one in the world could make you as happy as him, even when you felt down....

A/n: it's short as usual and shity, even I know that bruh😭 but here it is, I wrote it while suffering through a party (I have really bad anxiety and hate crowds so I write while standing in a corner to prevent panic attacks)

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

Saw you were taking a break from this blog so no rush! Just a thought I keep having, since jealous possessive Sooga is amazing. Suppose the boys had Link and Mipha over for dinner and Link is all goo-goo-eyed over Kohga because his cooking is so good? And Kohga of course just keeps making Sooga jealous by feeding Link until Sooga is just "will you two excuse us a moment" while he drags Kohga to the kitchen for the roughest, most possessive quickie of his life XD

Oh this is SUCH a good idea. We love a jealous Sooga here, folks!

“Linkie! Mipha! There’s the little couple!”

Kohga welcomed Kohga with a hug, and graced Link with a nod. Mipha chuckled, ever the bubbly babe as she was.

“Kohga! We’re SO glad you invited us for dinner! I wasn’t feeling like cooking tonight, actually, and Link...always makes too much.”

She gave him a side eye (best she could anyway, looked as scary as a kitten), and he rubbed the back of his head, a bit bashful. Kohga shook his head.

“Oh It’s my pleasure! I’ve been testing out some new recipes lately, I wanted you guys to be the first to try it. Not to mention It’s been SO long since you came to visit! Everyone misses seeing your little fishy face!”

He pinched at her cheek, making her blush something fierce. Ugh, precious little pearl, this girl. He motioned for them to come on in, just in time to catch Sooga setting up the table. He nodded at them, just as he was placing the glasses.

“Lady Mipha. Link.”

That was the best one could do in terms of greeting, at least when it came to a busy Sooga. Kohga had done all the cooking, it’d make sense that Sooga could pick up the slack. Kohga sat down, and Sooga was about to place his glass of wine next to him, when Link sat down right next to him. It was most likely just the fresh bread and butter being on that side of the table, but it didn’t halt Sooga’s jealousy. He huffed. No sense in being rude to a guest, even though the boy lacked manners. He was forced to put his glass next to Mipha’s seat, which he didn’t like. Nothing against Mipha personally, he just...didn’t like small, sweet women. Reminded him of too many things he wished he could forget. Kohga chuckled as he had Sooga pour him a glass of wine.

“Mipha! Are you feeding this boy? He’s already almost done with the damn basket!”

Link had helped himself to all the bread there, essentially licking the butter right off the cloth. Link was a good, brave boy, but his eating habits were just as bad as his gluttony. Not that Kohga minded. Mipha tried to excuse him, but he waved her off.

“Oh don’t say sorry, we love a boy with an appetite! I’ll feed him enough to get him right through winter! Sooga, soup first, please! And uh, another round of bread. Make that two.”

Sooga obeyed, bringing over bowls of soup, and fresh baskets of bread. Sooga insisted he wasn’t hungry, so he more or less came in and out, occasionally sipping his own wine. It was fine with Kohga, given what they had planned for after dinner. Link dug into his pumpkin soup, and he was clearly in love with it, given how he slurped at his bowl. Mipha chuckled, dainty as she ate her own portion. Kohga saw how hungry Link was, and felt almost pity for him. Boy wasn’t just hungry for food, he was hungry for GOOD food.

“Here, give this a shot, it’ll put a dent in your gut.”

Kohga made his own portion of creamy heart soup, and if he must say, it’s the best soup one could ever eat. He scooped a spoonful, before shoving it into Link’s mouth. Link sat there for a moment, before his face nearly exploded. Surprise surprise, Link loved HIS cooking. He more or less abandoned his empty bowl, in favor of facing Kohga, clearly eager for more. Link was full of courage, not table manners. Kohga chuckled, continuing to sit there and feed Link like a misbehaving mutt. Sooga came in with the next course, only to stop for a moment. Kohga was sitting here, spoon feeding Link soup, all while Mipha just sat there, chuckling. How inappropriate of her, not keeping a leash on her man. He cleared his throat as he walked in, setting more food down onto the table.

“Master Kohga, you are reinforcing improper behavior.”

“Oh hush Sooga, the poor thing is so thin! I can’t help it! Look at how he likes my food!”

Link was finished with his bowl of veggie curry in a hot second (as well as Mipha’s leftover portion of soup), and was currently looking at Kohga, clearly eager for more. Kohga chuckled as Link was more or less in his lap at this point, eagerly awaiting more food. To which, Kohga was more than happy to indulge. Mipha somehow didn’t look embarrassed, and Sooga couldn’t understand just why.

“I apologize for his appetite, I swear he had something to eat before we came over. If it’s so much of a trouble, I can-”

“Oh it’s fine, it’s fine! You guys are my guests! Let me feed you!”

Kohga had no hesitation to send Sooga back into the kitchen, continuing to feed Link from his own bowl of poultry curry. Sooga grumbled as he nearly slammed the plates into the sink. Link was always a thorn in his side, and Kohga’s obvious attraction to him only made him want to kick his ass more.

“Stupid. Pest. Nuisance.”

“Sooga! Go get the honeyed fruit, will you? It should still be warm!”

Sooga took it out of the fridge. He stared at the fruits in front of him. Kohga sat there, cooking and peeling these fruits with the freshest of honey, made his own ice cream on the side, and even gathered the honey all by himself. Link didn’t deserve something made with so much love and effort. He contemplated eating the whole plate in petty vengeance, but that would be going against Kohga’s orders. He sighed, and added the cooked fruit onto the plate, with a scoop of ice cream, topped off with even more of that thick, sweet honey sauce. He brought it to the table, and Link’s eyes shone in excitement. Of course he wanted this.

“Here you go, Master Kohga.”

Kohga nodded in thanks, then he picked a wildberry. It was sticky, given how the honey sauce dripped down his hand. Then he gave it to Link. Link accepted it, but the juiciness of the berry made the purple juices run down Kohga’s hand, alongside the honey sauce. Sooga was about to offer him a napkin, when Link had the gall. The NERVE, to hold Kohga’s hand, trail his tongue alongside his wrist, and shove his thumb right into his mouth. He kept it there for a moment, clearly licking up all he could, before he slowly pulled away, drool connecting his hand to Link’s mouth. It took EVERYTHING in Sooga not to slap him across his stupid, slutty face. Instead, he put his hand on Kohga’s chair, nearly cracking the wood.

“Master Kohga. There’s a problem in the kitchen. Please, come with me.”

“Sooga, you can totally handle it, can’t you?”

Master Kohga was LIKING this. Liking the notion of Link’s mouth cleaning him free of that sticky, sweet sauce. Sooga cleared his throat loudly.

“I cannot. Please, Master Kohga. Come. Into. The. Kitchen.”

“Finnnne. Mipha, Link, you guys keep eating, I’ll be right back.”

Kohga pushed himself out of the chair, following Sooga into the kitchen. Sooga slammed the door shut, leaning down to glare at Kohga.

“Don’t think I don’t see what you are up to, Master Kohga.”

“What? Little ol’ me? I’m just having dinner, Sooga!”

Kohga grinned, ducking past Sooga in order to get himself a fresh banana. Once he started eating it, he sat up on the counter. Sooga took the chance to pin Kohga between himself and the countertop.

“You don’t think I don’t see that? The way you’re letting him lick over you like some street dog. You don’t feed ME like that, why is HE so special?”

“First of all, you barely eat. Second of all, I’m feeding my guests. Unfortunately, it doesn’t really matter, does it? If little Linky gets hungry for some meat, why wouldn’t I put it right into his mouth?”

“He does NOT deserve to touch you.”

“I love how you’re SO mad, and SO jealous of me. It’s cute, because you can’t do jack shit, big boy. You can sit there and stew like soup, and you can’t do shit. My big, strong boy, gonna let his man get RAILED by a blonde twunk. Funny, honestly.”

Sooga watched as Kohga polished off his banana, giving him such a cocky, almost stuck up look. Sooga shortened whatever distance they had between them, putting his face RIGHT in front of Kohga’s.

“You really think I can’t do anything? You find me so inept?”

“Sooga, I know you are. Link can kick your ass, and rail mine in less than a few minutes. And you’d just sit there, and watch. Let’s face it, you don’t stand a chance.”

Kohga went so far as to flick the peel at him, teeth shining through his cocky grin. Sooga thought about keeping his cool. Then he thought about the way Link licked at his hand. And he lost. His. Mind. With a growl akin to a wild wolf, he put his hand over his mouth, and SLAMMED him backwards into the counter.

“You are MY Master. No one else’s. If I have to FUCKING show you, I absolutely will.”

Sooga held no hesitation, no mercy as he tore off his clothes, and shoved his cock right into his ass. Sooga was horny as HELL when he was viciously jealous, and Kohga’s ass was just where that anger wanted to go. He kept his hand over his mouth, despite the fact that Kohga grabbed at his hands, trying (rather weakly) to pry them off. It pissed Sooga off, seeing how much Kohga was enjoying his angry, violent thrusts.

“You use your hands, your WORDS to bewitch men. It is a talent that should only be for me. Only I should be for you. Not any other blademaster, not any PEASANT like him. I give you everything. Protection, my love, my COCK,”

He shoved himself extra hard into him, and he heard Kohga cry against his palm. He LIKED this. Of course he did, it was HIM, not Link, not any other man. HIM, and HIM alone.

“Everything you could want. From ME. I won’t let him touch you. Every time you even THINK of pulling THAT shit again, I want you to remember how I’m FUCKING you in this kitchen, with them right in the other room. You don’t do that stupid hand shit with him, you do it with ME.”

Sooga would NOT calm down. He removed his hand from his mouth, and shoved in two of his fingers right into his open, drooling, horny mouth. And Kohga loved it. Kohga was groaning and drooling over them, it only made him angrier. To think, Link wanted to touch this. Link wanted to have what was rightfully his. Moron. Idiot. Thinking he can touch HIS Master Kohga. His cock could NEVER slam into him like this, his cock could NEVER make Kohga as hard as he was right now. One might think Sooga was being too much, abusive even, but they both knew better. Kohga LOVED angry, greedy Sooga. He hated how he didn’t want to share, didn’t want a chance of anyone taking him away.

“No other man can stuff you so full of cum like I can. You want me to prove it? You want me to fucking SHOW you what I can do?!”

Sooga used his free hand to SMACK against Kohga’s ass, digging his nails into his ass, just shy of making Kogha bleed underneath his fingernails. Then he came, dick nestled deep into his ass, and held Kohga down so he could take it all. He stayed put, pinning Kohga down against the counter, making him take every last drop of cum. And when he finished cumming, he ever so slowly peeled his hand away, watching as his fingers dripped with his drool. Kohga’s lips were open, panting, and his whole frame was damn near shaking. Sooga was about to speak, when Kohga sat up, wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing their lips together. It was a wanting, firm kiss, and it damn near made Sooga swoon. He parted after a moment, a smirk at his lips.

“You, are one jealous, jealous boy, Sooga~. I like that about you. You should get jealous a lot more.”

Sooga looked down at the mess he had made. Both of their cum’s littered the floor, and Sooga couldn’t believe just how much he contributed to the mess. Sooga sighed.

“Don’t fool my love making for joy. I will NOT have you touch him. Do you understand me?”

Kohga could swoon. Jealous Sooga had such a deep, sexy voice, it made his legs turn to jelly.

“I’ll behave, I’ll behave~...”

He poked at his chin, leaning up to kiss his nose.

“Especially if daddy is gonna keep being SO mean to me.”

“Sweet words only get you so far, Master.”

He knelt down to graze his teeth against Kohga’s neck, and his weak little giggle only made Sooga FAR more angry towards Link.

“Kohga, Sooga! Is everything alright there?”

“Just fine, Mipha! Be out in a sec!”

Kohga took a hold of his hand, kissing the wet fingers oh so tenderly.

“Teach me another lesson, really quick. MAKE me behave.”

“With Pleasure, Master Kohga. Whatever rids that pest from your mind.”

[laylalikestea]

It’ll Always Be You And Him

Pairings: Avani x Charli, Charli x Madi

Warnings: Jealousy, Angst, One Sided

Summary: Charli has feelings for a familiar tiktok friend, but her eyes are only set on her brown haired boyfriend.

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     Charli had love for many different things, each being a different kind. 

     There was her love for her parents. She felt as she could be herself around them, and not have to put on a mask. It was strong.

     There was her love for her sister. She was truly her best friend, and had been all of her life. She trusted her with everything, and wouldn't trade her for anything. It was unbreakable. 

     There was her love for her supporters and fans. They helped build back up her confidence, as many people were shooting it down. It was compassionate. 

     There was her love for Madi and Gemma. They were just as much family as her blood relatives were, and sometimes felt more so than them.  If anyone ever hurt her or even looked as they were going to, they did everything in their power to make sure she was okay. It was heartwarming.

     There was her old love for Chase. She felt safe in his arms when he held her. He made her feel content at any situation. And even though he hurt her in the worst possible way, she would always have a piece of it left over for him. It was untouchable.

     Then there was her love for Avani.

     Ever since they met and exploded the media, they became quite close.

     The public caught on and soon started making their friendship known, them now being one of the most popular friendships on the app.

     But it was different than that.

     She felt a different tingle run through her spine, then when Madi touched her. She felt safer in her arms, then when Gemma held her at late nights. She felt content. She didn't know what to call it.

     So now here she was sitting on her couch beside Dixie, with Avani basically on top of Anthony on the other.

      Anthony was quite a kind person, and Charli liked him actually. He treated Avani well by what she told her. He was the type of guy to run in a road with zooming cars passing by, and help someone to get out.

     Avani deserved him.

     As likable as he was to everyone, including the brunette, she couldn't help feel the unfamiliar feeling stream through her veins. 

     She hated being tagged in at least fifty videos a day with Avani and Anthony visibly drooling for each other. She hated dragging her eyes over every trace his finger left on the exposed parts of skin, being shown on her body. 

     She hated the urge to be the one holding Avani in her arms.

     Knocking herself out of her thoughts, the door opened revealing the last guests Madi and Addison.

     Dixie stood up to stand beside Addison, kissing her on the forehead as she greeted her. 

     Madi took Dixie's spot beside Charli, slinging her arm around her shoulder. "Missed ya babes." Madi placed a kiss on Charli's cheek.

    "You too lovely."

     After a while everyone decided to play a quiet game on spin the bottle, just kissing instead of doing the whole closet thing, as they all wanted to be in each other's presence. 

     The first two rounds went by slow.

     Dixie and Addison.

     Addison and Madi.

     Charli saw the jealousy flicker in Dixie's eyes, just as much as she saw the satisfaction once it broke apart.

     Madi spinned the bottle, quite hard but not where the bottle moved from its position. 

     The bottle passed everyone in the circle at least twice before it started slowing down. Charli's breath hitched as she saw the bottle stop and land on her figure.

     She watched the blonde two people away just shrug and scoot over in front of her. Before Charli could protest, Madi pulled Charli's shirt, slamming their lips together.

    Madi tasted of bubblegum, which was quite sweet if Charli was being honest.

    Madi's tongue was much different than Chase's. His tongue was almost scaly and felt rough but Madi's felt more familiar to a pillow.

    As they pulled away they noticed everyone's eyes on them, accompanied by gaping mouths. 

    "Damn got the wrong sister."

    Charli spun the bottle hoping for Addison or something, just because she knew her sister wouldn't mind.

    But as it stopped Charli's mouth fell once again. Avani.

    Avani looked over at him for almost approval, before he just nodded with a smirk on his face. She turned back to face me and scooted forward since she was right in front of me.

    "Hi." I smiled and was about to reply before they grabbed my neck and pulled my body into hers.

     Very surprisingly, Avani showed no struggle of fighting for dominance. Her tongue danced nicely with Charli in a melodic rhythm. 

     But it soon came to an end, Charli's smile inside the kiss fading.

     She looked up and saw Avani attacking Anthony's lips. "God I missed your lips already." Charli just hid her sadness, wiping away a stray tear and continued playing.

     Everyone was now going to sleep at random spots in Charli's home that her parent's laid out.

     But she decided to just stay in her room, as she wasn't in the mood to socialize.

     But as she was going upstairs, she spotted a familiar blonde leaning against the counter, and decided to approach her.

    "Hey Madi. What's up?" Madi looked up and smiled slightly. "Hey Char. Nothing much just sending Sebs last hoodie."

     Madi clicked the last button she needed to before putting her phone away.

     "Night Char." Madi walked in the direction of the living room, more than likely going to lay down on the spot on the couch she was assigned to. 

     But before she could go, Charli stopped her.

    "Hey Madi? Why don't you stay upstairs tonight?

      Madi smiled brightly back.

Maybe she should focus on someone new.

[jaunes-erotic-world]

D'Va transfers to Beacon to be with her friend/lover Jaune and ends up partnered with a melee specialist named Bridgette. Bridgette is curious about her new friend's boyfriend. She ends up in bed with both of them.

When Hana got permission to go to Beacon she was over the moonshe could spend time with people her own age not to mention Jaune she was sohype. It was even better one of her only friends from Atlas was coming withher. Her name was Brigitte, her dad was one of the mechanics that did stufffor the testing center she worked at. She was super pretty and strong, girl wascut like a diamond.

“Hana you ready to go,” Brigittesaid poking her head into Hana’s room. The northeastern Altisian was dressedcomfortably in a a sleeveless shirt, showing off her guns, and her overalls orrather half of her overalls.

“Yea I just have a bit moreto go,” Hana was wearing a new favorite piece of clothing. When she met Jaunelast time she was so mad that he had won that limited edition Pumpkin Petehoodie, thus she made her own. Where his was black hers was light blue, hisorange hers pink and of course instead of Pete she used her own bunny. She hadjust finished packing the last box of games she had.

The two girls loaded up theirgear and set out for Beacon. Brigitte was almost frightened by how excited herfriend was, she understood that a friend from when she was a kid went there butstill. It was a long trip full of Hana playing her Swap and Brigitte tinkeringand eating some of her mom’s baked goods. But soon out the window they sawBeacon’s famous tower. Then Hana started to gyrate in excitement again. Whenthey landed they were met with Beacon’s headmaster, Ozpin, and DeputyHeadmistress, Glynda Goodwitch.

“Welcome to Beacon Academy,ladies we are very happy to have you joining our hallowed ranks,” he said. “Dueto your mid semester enrollment we do not have a team for you to join. However,I believe we will be getting more soon, so stand pat. Now we have a dormprepared for you so we will have people bring it there for you, while we goover your new life here.”

“This way ladies,” Glyndasaid ushering them to walk with Ozpin and herself. They talked about classes,campus rules and regulations, the full spiel. At his office their scrolls weregiven key passcodes for their lockers and the key for their dorm.

“Well that was an ordeal ehHana,” Brigitte said stretching her arms above her head. But instead of ofanswer she heard her partner squeal loudly in excitement and saw her beeline toa tall blonde in armor.

“Jaaaaaaauuuuuuunnnnnne,” thedark-haired girl said jumping at the boy. She almost knocked him down but hemanaged to keep his balance and catch her.“Ha-,” he was cut off to andhis and Brigitte’s surprise when the gamer wrapped her arms around his headmashed her lips onto his.

It caused Brigitte to blushwhen her friend began to moan while kissing the boy. Finally, they parted lipsa small strand of droll still connecting them. “Haaaheeew,” she inhaledheavily. “Surprise Babe, guess who goes to Beacon now.”

“I’m assuming you,” hechuckled pulling her closer to hug her tightly.

After a bit of hugging thatseemed like it wouldn’t end Brigitte coughed to get their attention, “ Hana areyou going to introduce me?” She asked

“Oh right,” Hana said gettingdown from the boys grip. “Jaune this is Bridgette, she is my friend andpartner. Brigitte this is Jaune the guy I told you about.”

“Hi nice to meet youBrigitte,” he smiled extending his hand.

She grasped it and shook it.“Nice to finally meet you I’ve heard much about you, except the part where youand Hana are together,” she looked over at Hana.

“I didn’t? Oops,” she saidclosing one eye sticking her tongue out and bopping herself on the head. “Wellit doesn’t matter show us around Jaune.” She dragged his arm with her.

The next two weeks weremellow but fun. Getting to know new people, exploring Vale and Beacon. The twogirls were settling in nicely to their new average lives until one day.

Brigitte was returning to thedorm from the gym when she heard Hana talking to Jaune. “Eeerrrr it’s so hardJaune,” Brigitte could here Hans say through the door in squeaky grunts.

Hana could get legitimatelyfrightening when she was mad over a game. Brigitte didn’t want to go in but shewas drenched in sweat and needed a shower and change of clothes. So, she openedthe door a crack to watch for a good point to sneak past but when she did hereyes went wide.

The Northeastern Altisiangirl couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her friend and partner Hana were intheir dorm almost completely naked riding her boyfriend. ‘I mean they’re datingthem having sex isn’t that big a stretch but it is literally a big stretch,’she thought. By big stretch she meant Hana’s slim and petite body was taking ahuge cock inside her.

“Jaune you feel so good mypussy is so wet,” Hana moaned out bouncing up and down on Jaune’s sword.

“You’re the same babe,” hesaid between grunts, “your pussy is so tight and the way you move your hipsit’s driving me insane.”

“Oh, you mean like this,” shesaid going down to the hilt and moved her hips around drawing of course,circle, triangle, square, and X. They both made pleasured noises during this.

Just outside the door theirsole audience member was transfixed on the scene before her. She didn’t evenrealize it till now that her panties were wet, nipples were hard and clitunhooded. Her hands moved unconsciously one to her chest where she groped herbreasts and flick her nipples. The other between her legs inside her nowunbuckled pants. She fingered her flower and rubbed her clit hard with herthumb.

More minutes of this thedarker haired soon bit her right thumb, her left hand played with her chest andJaune squeezed her ass tightly as he bounced her harder and harder. “J-JauneI’m I’m cuuuummmmming,” she cried out her tongue lolling out her back and headarching backwards. But she wasn’t the only one who did.

Outside the room Brigitte’seyes shut tight and her jaw clenched as her orgasm arrived juice pooled on thefloor and squatting body fell over into the door gap. “Brigitte?!” Hana saidlooking at her friend. She was shocked at what was happening her partner hadseen her having sex with Jaune, from her appearance and ‘elegant’ entrance shehad been masterbating to them and that her watching turned her on. She walkedup to her and looked down at her.

“I am so sorry,” she saidstanding up “I was coming back from the gym and then I-ahhhmmm,” Brigitte startedto say when Hana locked lips with her and started to squeeze her chest. Brigitteblue screened in confusion even after she had stopped being kissed by herpartner. Hana led her over to her bed. Where she stripped her of her top andblack sports bra.

“My my it seems that youliked being a voyeur Bridgette. Tell me what part you liked the best,” Hanasaid feeling the squire up. Brigitte always had a feeling the gamer was bi butthis confirmed it.

“He was so big and your pussyis so small it was just so hot,” she moaned as her chest was being felt up.

“That is pretty hot,” Hanasaid and thinking of an idea. “Something else that’s unfortunately small aboutme is my chest so I can’t do something I’ve wanted to. However, your tits arenice and big so how about you help.”

Jaune had been watching thiswhole time his cock pulsing hard and red. Then Hana had Brigitte on her stomachin front of him then putting her breasts around his cock. Brigitte began totitfuck him her warm breath on his cock head. Every so often Hana would kiss/suck the head but she mostly spent her time fingering and spanking the Herpartner’s toned ass.

Soon the stimulus to herpussy caused the brown-haired girl to cum. When she did she had squeezed hertits together hard and then she arched her back fast giving Jaune just theamount of pleasure to cum as well. He erupted on her face and breasts then sherolled over beside Jaune. She was trying to catch he breath before she shiveredas Hana licked the cum off her.

“Thanks for helping me withthat I think you deserve a reward,” the gamer said to the squire. She pulledher and got her on her hands and knees. She grabbed the other girl’s hips andshook her ass at Jaune. “You know what to do babe,” she winked.

Hana covered her boyfriend’scock in lube while he lined up. “This may hurt at first so bear with it,” Jaunetold her. He then pressed slowly into her cavern. Thankfully due to hertraining her hymen was in a state where bleeding and intense pain wasn’t aproblem, though there was still mild pain. When he was in all the way he waitedfor her to adapt to his size. When she felt she was ready she wiggled her rearas a signal. He started pumping slow to her used to the act but he got fasterand harder as time went on. When she began to feel it she began to moan andswear in pleasure. At one point due to the fact that it was arm day, the twolimbs gave out leaving her solely on her knees, face down ass up. The blondefucked her faster and faster all the while Hana made out with him and both ofthem spanked her sexy ass.

Her pussy clenched over andover every time she came, it trying to milk his ball for all they were worth.After several minutes her tongue had fallen out of her mouth her headsurrounded by pool of drool, that’s when she felt a throb and heard a groan.She felt her partner’s hands groping/massaging her ass. “Here it ‘cums’,” shechuckled as she was filled by the eruption of Jaune’s hot sperm. The hot rushcaused her to cry out again.

She felt Jaune exit her witha pop his cum flowing out. She heard Hana sucking him off. Brigitte then passedout a smile on her face ‘Beacon is the best’