#im constantly at a place where i want to fall to my knees and beg for forgiveness for everything i am

[bokuroskitten]

your piece about oral fixation was just 🤤 so now im super curious as to what kinda of gags you think the haikyuu captains + iwa would use on their partners.

oh anon, truly I'm grateful for this one. Because as a rope bunny, I think about it constantly. I didn't do every single haikyuu captain, just ones I feel I know the best. Enjoy the filth. ❦

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〈what kind of gags would the haikyuu captains (Bokuto, Terushima, Ushijima, Oikawa, Daichi, Kuroo, Kita) + Iwa enjoy using on their partner.

⋆genre: 18+ NSFW (Minors DNI)

⋆warnings: BDSM themes (use of bondage and gags), dom/sub dynamics (daddy & master title used), oral (female receiving), spit, degradation & dumbification

Bokuto couldn’t be bothered with gags. He likes to hear you falling apart on his cock, the whimpers, the cries, the begging. It’s all music to Bokuto’s ears. Although if you do want to be gagged Bokuto just uses his thick fingers down your throat or slaps his palm across your lips. Both methods effectively render you silent and he still gets the joy of feeling your moans vibrating along his skin.

“You’re so fucking loud, Birdy. The whole neighbourhood is gonna know you’re a desperate little cock whore. Isn’t that right baby Bird?” Bokuto’s voice was nothing but a growl up against your ear, his heavy balls still slapping ruthlessly against your ass as he plunged himself faster into your tight cunt. He went in at the perfect angel this time, his cock head pressing to that sweet spot that would have you screaming. Before the sound could slip out Bokuto pushed three fingers into your mouth, grinning as he watched drool bubble between his knuckles, your cries getting muffled into his skin.

“Yeaaa, suck away baby and take what’s given to you.”

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Terushima is a horny one, typically just wants to get the job done quickly and easily, so he likes to use what’s around. This typically means he’s using his tie. He usually wears one to his job, or sometimes finds himself keeping a spare in his back pocket when you’re being extra annoying. He always ties a knot in the middle first, pressing it between your teeth before knotting the material behind your head. It’s effective enough to keep you muffled but simple enough that he can still see your lips tremble, watch drool darken the fabric and dribble down your chin.

“Careful princess, you want the boys to know I’m stuffing you full of cock?” He spoke through a wicked grin, his lips pressed to your pulse as his hands held your hips in a death grip. The subtle slap of your ass into his pelvis kept him on beat, along with the muffled cries you let out into his tie. One of his hands slithered up your bent form, making sure to squeeze one of your breasts on the way up before taking hold of your jaw. His long fingers brushed over your chin, the drool already gathering there making him pick up his pace. He pressed the knot he made in his tie further between your teeth, making you whimper a plea that had him chuckling.

“Messy fuckin thing, by the time I fill you up there’s gonna be a mess on your face and between your thighs.”

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Ushijima is a simple man with simple desires. Despite that, he actually enjoys using a gag on you because it gives him even more power over you than you already give him. He typically won’t use one unless other BDSM elements are in play (his favourite is ropes because he likes to make intricate patterns over your skin) but his favourite type to use is a deep throat gag. In every sense of the word, Ushi is big and wants to make sure your tight little throat is ready to be used when he wants it to use it. There’s a couple of different sizes he uses that he has you build up with, but each one comes with a reward when you’re able to swallow it down without gagging.

Although his face was usually calm during sessions today was an exception as he worked the length of the gag between your lips. “Baby, tap out if you need to—“ But you just furrowed your brows at him, fists tightening in determination which were currently bound above your head. It was a sign for him to keep going, so he did. He pushed the slick silicon between your lips until the hilt rested against your lips. He didn’t do up the leather strap just yet, waited to see if you’d gag or choke with such a big size being shoved down your throat. But there you were, sitting pretty with tears riming your lashes, the gag pressing snuggly down on your tongue. Ushijima hummed out, pleased with such progress as he was slow to buckle up the leather strap. He pressed kisses along your jaw, a small smile creeping its way onto his lips.

“I’m so proud of you, little one.”

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Oikawa will only use ring gags because it keeps your mouth wide open and ready to use whenever he feels he needs it. Plus it allows for him to still be able to hear you when you moan and cry for him. He also loves the mess you make with a ring gag, helpless to the drool and bubbling spit that falls from your chin. Sometimes as a form of punishment he’ll leave you between his thighs, arms bound and a ring gag held snuggly between your lips. He’ll stroke his cock lazily while watching tv, only grabbing a fist full of your hair to shove that sloppy mouth of yours onto his cock when he feels the need.

The whines you let out are ignored completely by Oikawa, a little huff leaving his lips as his eyes slowly slip from the screen down to between his legs. There you sat, eyes wide and mascara streak marks down your cheeks. Your body was already trembling, sitting on your hunches for whenever Oikawa decided to take hold of your hair once more. He could see the way your tongue tried to pick up some of the drool that fell from the ring, only making matters worse as a new little stream of spit fell off your chin to continue to dampen your tank top. Oikawa just couldn’t help himself, and in one swift motion, his hips were pressing his cock back between the ring, burying deep within your throat that had it constricting. He hissed softly before a small flutter of laughter escaped him.

“Fuck, at least this fucking throat is good for something. Maybe I should keep this ring on all the time so you’ll always be ready for my dick? You like the sound of that baby?” He was only met by muffled whines and gags as he bobbed your head along this length.

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Daichi hates when you talk back to him, it makes him so tense because all he does is treat you like his perfect little princess. So when you do get mouthy he has no problem getting you worked up whenever you are. He’ll tease, whisper into your ear about how naughty your being, grab handfuls of your ass until you make a mess of your panties. He’ll then shove the filthy material between your lips. Not only will get to humiliate you then, but he’ll also get to punish you properly without having to hear a single peep from you.

“You think good little girls talk back to their daddy’s like you do? No. They listen, and they behave. Since you wanna use such a filthy mouth I’ll keep it filthy for you.” Your previous cries were brought down to muffles as Daichi forced your damp panties between your lips. Balled up and soaked from your precious arousal you can’t even help but let your eyes flutter, the taste of your own desire making your cheeks burn bright pink. Daichi has to scoff, fingers pressing into your cheeks as giving your jaw a little shake. “Taste that? That’s your filthy little cum stains. Imagine staining your own panties from a few promises of punishment?” His cock was heavy as he quickly freed it from his boxers, making you Yelp softly as it slapped down against your already soaked slit. He rubbed it along you a few moments, pressing into your cheeks harder to keep your panties in place.

“Maybe if I just fuck you stupid, you’ll stop talking altogether?”

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Kuroo likes to keep with the classics, and there’s nothing more classic than a ball gag. He started off with wiffleball first, wanting you to feel nothing but comfortable before he moved on to solid silicon, balls that would leave your jaw aching after sessions. He loved the way you looked, sitting on your knees for him on the bed with a bright red ball gag wedged in your mouth, already covered in spit. He would the type to put on you whenever you felt like it just so he could coo about how pretty you looked. He also took many many pictures of your mouth stuffed, keeping a secret folder just for it.

“Stay still kitten,” Kuroo mumbled close to your ear, pressing a couple playful kisses to your lobe as he secured the black leather behind your head. He slipped two fingers into the band, making sure it was loose enough to pull off if needed but tighten to hold. Once he was pleased he pulled away, the most satisfying groan leaving his lips as yours were stretched around the bright red. “Perfect, my perfect fucking kitten...” he spoke, his thumb pressing along the ball as you blinked up at him with wide, needy eyes. Your hands stay still on your lap exactly where he instructed them, a little whine coming out muffled only when Kuroo pulled away from you fully. He rose a brow at that, the flash of disappointment in his gaze enough to have you resting back down on your hunches.

“Ah, I said stay still, Kitty. I’ll play with you soon I promise. But Daddy needs a few pictures of his beautiful baby before we can get started. So keep sitting pretty for me.”

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Kita only uses any form of BDSM with you because you’re interested in it. When you brought it up to him he was very much unaware but did as much research as possible. He decides to start off with a bite gag because, unlike ball gags, it allows for more relaxation of the jaw, as well as causes less mess in terms of drool. Plus he’s always enjoyed watching you bite down on the sheets when you're feeling a lot of pleasure, so the bite gag allows for him to watch your teeth sink on so perfectly into the rubber.

Kita’s thrusts slowed almost too much for you, your pussy desperately fluttering around his length to bring back that friction. You wanted to beg him to keep going, pick the pace back up but all you could do was let out muffled cries, press your teeth further into the bite forced between your lips. Kita watched it all, the way your face twisted up with need, the way your back arched, the way your hips jutted forwards in hopes to feel more of him. He just let out a soft little groan, planting a firm palm on your hip to keep you in place as he continued his slow, dragged out thrusts into your throbbing cunt.

“Just a little longer like this, kay Darlin? I love seeing you bite into that gag, we’re gonna have to use it more often.”

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Iwaizumi was used to using his hand, slapping it over your lips when he found you were getting too loud. But he never knew what to do with all your squirming. Cuffs were too simple and ropes just weren’t his vibe, but when he discovered bondage tape it was a whole other ball game. Not only was it perfect because it only stuck to itself, resulting in safer play, but it was very much effective in shutting you up when he needed you quiet. His favourite part is watching you flinch when he rips a piece away from the roll, the way you shiver in anticipation as he hovers the piece over your lips. It only when you're about to whine at him that he presses it against your lips, a grin curling on his lips.

“Fuck Princess, you’re tighter than usual? Excited?” Iwaizumi murmured, his grin growing as he watched your eyes roll up in pleasure. He brought a large palm up to your cheek, bringing your blurry vision back to his own. His thrusts slowed, allowing his thick cock to drag along that throbbing spot within you. That had your back arching, muffled little pleas melting into the tape that was held firm over your lips. Iwaizumi sighed softly, his thumb rubbing over the tape to feel out the outline of your pretty lips. The action had you nuzzling into his palm, another string of muffled nonsense trying to escape the tape and failing miserably.

“I know you’re begging me to move faster under here... but remember princess, Master makes the rules. So let’s keep you quiet and I’m gonna fuck you nice and slow.”

[coraskeeper]

⇢ 𝗺𝗵𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗺! 𝘀/𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗸

↳ 𝗳𝘁: 𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗶, 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮, 𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘂, 𝗳𝗲𝗺! 𝗽𝗼𝗰 𝘀/𝗼

 ↳ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗵𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗶𝗱 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗯𝗱𝗲, 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳

↳ 𝘄𝗰: 𝟭.𝟱𝗸 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗽𝘀

𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐔𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚

being that she herself has a bunny quirk she instantly falls in love with you

will openly court you to let everyone else know that you’re hers

she's super open with skinship and unless you tell her you don’t like it she’ll do it no matter who’s around

intimate hugs, randomly groping you, kisses, pet names, etc.

she thinks you’re so small and cute compared to her

calls you cute nicknames like “ bunny “, “ carrot “, “ mommy’s good girl “

she likes giving you piggy back rides and likes it when you scratch her ears too

thinks its the cutest thing when you get embarrassed and you curl into yourself so innocently

just makes her want to ruin you more and more every time

loves feeding you and giving you presents bc she wants to see you well fed and happy

she rubs your ears a lot in tons of situation, if you're sad, uncomfortable, did a good job at something or even if you guys are just simply chilling doing nothing at all

when you guys first starting dating she wouldn’t touch your tail bc she didn't want to make you uncomfortable bc she knows how shy you are

now now now, the first time she found out her sensitive your tail was, oh lord

you just released the demon inside of this woman

buys you a pretty collar with rumi’s bunny written on it and a pretty bow on the back

NSFW WARNING BELOW!

“ you like it when mommy touches you here, don't cha carrot? “

this woman has a mommy kink, no other opinions are valid

loves loves loves giving you hickeys all over

rubs your ears after you come down from hard orgasms

loves to softly degrade you too

“ look at this slutty hole, dripping for me “  

“ look at you, spreading yourself for me waiting for me to breed you like the pretty slut you are “

breeding kink, i said what I said

rubs your tail when she pegs you from behind bc she knows how much you like it when she does

“ look at you taking my cock like the obedient little breeding bitch you are “

rumi calling you a breeding bitch i-  

her favorite is doggy style with your hands tied behind your back while she rails you from behind while she pulls on your collar

will s p a n k you and makes you count too

literally humps you like a bunny in heat

she won't require you to pleasure her back bc she just wants to take care of you but if you do she’ll praise you the whole time

let her roughly fuck your face while your in nothing but some skimpy white lingerie you can see your brown nipples through, a collar, and some thigh highs

has SO much stamina

also likes good ol missionary with your knees pressed into your chest while cry and drool for her

“ that’s right, cum for me bunny “

loves making you ride her face or 69ing with you on top, she knows your shy and your embarrassed and vulgar expressions make it soooo much more watching you writhe in pleasure for her

will make you ride her, and won't help you at all bc she's a big meanie and she loves to watch you struggle to impale yourself on her fake cock while you gush all over her thighs

if you try and ride her and she thinks you’re going to slow, she’ll fuck you with the powerful pretty ass legs and ruin you from under you

she’s so rough with you and leaves bruises everywhere but she’s never so rough to the point she hurts you

when you cum she rubs your ears and tells you how good you did

“ that’s my good girl “ ugh

will clean you up and carry you around everywhere, gives you her clothes to sleep in

if you fall asleep right after your bath, shell dress you, put on your bonnet for you, and make you something to eat while you rest

i will let this woman destroy me pls i got so carried away I-

𝐉𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐚

she literally adores your cute ass floppy ears

literally takes pictures of your ears and tails and face and shows everyone and adores it when you get embarrassed

she’s so sweet to you just buys you any and everything

writes you cute ass songs

bc you’re so shy she’s always going to ask before she touches you

consent consent consent

when you get uncomfortable around a large group of people and she sees your ears lay flat on top of your head, will subtly pull you aside to a quiet place

calls you things like “ my muse “ or “ darling “

she understands that you don’t like loud things bc of how sensitive your ears are being that she herself has sensitive ears too bc of her quirk

when you can’t sleep or have nightmares she’ll sing to you and gently scratch behind your ears

studies up on your anatomy bc she wants to know as much about you as possible

will teach you how to play her acoustic guitar bc she knows it won’t be too loud for your sensitive ears

she loves how your ears just sit perfectly in the middle of your curls you just look so pretty

she likes it when you wear bright colors that contrast her own wardrobe

NSFW WARNING BELOW!!

she might seem like she’s pretty chill but in bed i believe that kyoka is a mean ass lazy dom

she makes you work for your orgasms and she will edge and punish you

“ go faster or you wont get to cum at all “

she likes watching you desperately grind your sweet cunt onto her thigh or against her own arousal

likes to eat you out from behind or play with your cunt in front of a mirror

she lovesssss playing with your brown nipples and if you’re insecure about them she will casually take time out of her day just to appreciate them

shower sex shower sex shower sexxxxx

likes seeing you all wet and the water falling off your body just turns her on

mirror sex with jirou ugh

she loves spreading you open in front of a mirror and lazily fingering you until your crying and dripping all over you, her, and the bedsheets from the overstim

“ don’t be a crybaby, you can take more can't you, darling? “

she tugging on your tail when you cum bc she knows how sensitive it is and she loves hearing you moan loud for her but will be so mean to you about it

“ shut your mouth “

will smack your cute ass while she ruthlessly grinds into you and calls you names

“ you want everyone to hear how loud you are don't you slut “

will edge you until you cry and won't let you cum until there are tears streaming down your face and your begging her for release

“ only good girls get to cum, not selfish sluts “

she will probably call you names when you cum too lol

after care is 10/10 tho

she makes it up to you for being mean and buys you ice cream after she bathes you

sings to you and gives you snacks and ear rubs

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐨

she is a very sociable person, she loves to interact with others and make friends while you on the other hand are super introverted and stays to yourself

everyone is surprised when you too start to go out bc you are polar opposites

will never shut up about you after that

“ yeah, that cute lil bunny over there.. that's my girlfriend “

calls you things like “ babe “, “ bun “, and “ love “

shows everyone cute pictures of you she took off guard and rubs your ears when you get mad at her for embarrassing you  

she wont do anything you dont like and will always ask what your comfortable with and is constantly asking if you're too overwhelmed when your out somewhere

she loves your quirk and she thinks its so cute

she will buy you cute skirts and cuts hole out of the back of them just to see your cute little tail pop out the back

will hold your hand no matter where you are so you don't get lost or feel too uncomfortable

she hates when your sad or feeling insecure and uncomfortable around others bc your ears droop on top of your head and she hates how lifeless they look

she likes buying you cute ribbons to tie around the base of your ears

matching pjs and disney movies anyone?

likes seeing you in frilly pink things and pretty chokers

she's a people pleaser so anything you want, if it's in her ability to give it to you trust me you’ll have it

NSFW WARNING BELOW!!

she isn't mean to you as your dom bUT she is SO unashamedly vulgar

she will say the nastiest things to you with an innocent smile on her face while she wrecks you

“ look at how your pussy just clenches for me, how cute “  

likes to make you look when she plays with you

the biggest tease

“ don't be embarrassed love, i love when your pussy sucks my fingers and tongue in like that “

it is her mission to make you squirt every single time you have sex

likes to make you eat her out on your knees while you play with yourself under her

she is a BITER she loves to bite you everywhere

tugs on your ears when she fucks your face and calls you a good bunny when you make her cum

“ look at my good girl, you look so pretty with my cum all over your face, love “

please wear thigh highs and garters for her, she will worship you

loves the inside of your mouth, she’ll stick her fingers in your mouth and then make you talk to her while she fingers the hell out of you

“ aw bun, look at how stupid im fucking you “

toys toys toys!!

loves using all types of vibrators on you

she isn't as mean to where she'd edge you, she hates not giving you what you want but she will always overstim you

“ look love, you came so much the bed is soaking “

“ look at the mess your gushing cunt made “

she will embarrass you any chance she gets

she also likes mutual masturbation

watching you get off to watching her get off? i think tf yeah

sits you on her lap so she can fucking you with the vibrator on the highest setting while playing with your tail

will have a normal conversation with you like she’s not literally ruining your insides and will tease you when you cant respond to her without moaning and whimpering

“ what was that babe? I can't understand anything you're saying, speak up “ 

loves seeing your ears and nose twitch when you cum

cuddles you and runs a warm bath for you both

gives you soft massages bc she knows how sore you’ll be afterwards

puts on your matching bonnets and makes you breakfast the next morning

aftercare queen yess

[kcatta-wodahs]

MC Who Does Not Fear Death x OM! Demon Brothers

Or maiming, or apparently any other consequences. You’ve walked into this situation with absolutely no filter and no fear. Time to tear down every structure of Devildom society.

Lucifer

You look at him with a withering stare when he tries to intimidate you into behaving.

“I was summoned out of my trashy apartment to this place, where literally anyone could snap me like a twig on accident. I’m just working on the assumption that I’m already dead.”

He sternly looks at you. “You’re under my protection during your time here. No harm will come to you.”

You snort derisively, which visibly irritates him. “Don’t worry about it. I won’t come back to haunt you if it happens.”

As you continue through your life in Devildom he keeps calling you out for meddling and all that, like usual, and he HATES that you literally *do not care* when he threatens you.

Like HE knows that he wouldn’t hurt Diavolo’s transfer student but YOU are supposed to be AFRAID of him dammit.

His frustration at this ends up turning into a form of respect. You’re about the only person who will stand up to him, and tbh like you’re so fucking fragile but you’ll yell at him all day? That takes guts. Annoying guts. But you’ve got guts.

But also STOP IT. He has enough stress in his life and now he’s constantly terrified that you’ve decided it’s a great idea to adopt a baby balrog

Which you did once. He’s just afraid that “Flamin Hot Cheeto” is going to come back since you somehow managed to imprint on it.

despite the fact that the BABY could easily tear your arms off on accident

Not to mention he gets the flack for EVERY SINGLE ONE of these following stories. You stress him out so much. Please. Please, stop. 

He’s almost to the point of begging. The Avatar of Pride is three steps away from either locking you away for the rest of the year or begging on his knees for you to calm down. 

 But you know you’d find a way out if he locked you up so no worries. It’ll be a good challenge.

Mammon

“Well you WON’T be dead because it’s my job to protect you! Are you doubting the Great Mammon?!”

Stupid human. Yeah, you’re fragile and weak, but that’s why HE’S your bodyguard now, and there’s no way in hell (lol) that he would let you die on his watch.

Lucifer would kill him.

You welcome the challenge, and he thinks it’s funny at first but quickly becomes a flustered mother hen.

“NO, we are NOT going out to Madam Scream’s at 3am! Do ya know what kinda CREEPS are out there at 3am?!”

And you sneak out the fucking window.

He has had more heart attacks in the past week than he has had in the last 100 years of life.

He starts agreeing to your ridiculous adventures JUST because then he can actually keep an eye on you. 

He adores the chaos of the laugh that bursts from you every time you narrowly escape death. 

He HATES how often you have to NARROWLY ESCAPE DEATH. So he will never tell you.

He almost doesn’t have time for his own shenanigans anymore, because all his time is taken up by trying to make sure you stay alive.

And you’ve figured out that if you turn *any* of your ideas into a money-making one, he will join you whole-heartedly.

So you bribe him because what’s money to you anymore anyway?

Leviathan

I mean he doesn’t leave his room much, so tbh he probably just gets texts from you that make him want to scream.

‘hey uh levi say if someone were to hypothetically be stuck in a succubus’ devil basement to become an unwilling sacrifice to asmo what would that person, hypothetically, do?’

‘probably die’ is usually all he sends back

You always come back, because he always sends a text to the other brothers. In that case Asmo came to rescue you himself and scold the succubus.

You become the friend that he makes funny throwing-shade reddit posts about. (Devvit? Devil reddit? Eh??)

‘Levi so this has nothing to do with anything but is there a cure for a dangerously potent ‘always win at rock-paper-scissors' curse? Asking for a friend’

‘Friend is being held hostage tho so maybe be quick about a response’

He didn’t even know that kind of curse existed. None of them did. What the fuck did you do.

How did you get taken captive by playing rock paper scissors?

He doesn’t know. Nobody does. He expects the play-by-play so he can recommend it as a new anime to his favorite producers. 

Somehow your chaotic plans end up with stories almost as great as TSL. 

Beelzebub

He physically carries you around.

He’s like “fuck this you can’t get into trouble if I’m holding you.”

If Beel’s on MC watching duty, he’s almost the only one who is successful, just because you physically cannot get away. 

But at the same time, he is very easily bribed. 

So yes, he’ll go to Madam Scream’s with you at 3am. Sounds like fun.

But he is very protective after losing someone he cares about (who you remind him of so much….) so he keeps you close when you’re out and about too.

If you start getting into a fight with some other demon he literally just takes the fight for you and wins with no trouble at all.

You like having Beel with you.

Especially finding street festivals! You’re in a whole new world and there’s a MILLION things to try. Beel is more than happy to try them with you.

But that leads to arguments about whether deadly creatures to humans are still deadly when dead. 

“No, you can’t eat that it’s on fire. I know even small fires hurt humans. I’ll eat it for you.”

“That hot sauce makes every demon I know cry. You really shouldn’t buy a bottle. Please. No, don’t try it. No, that’s too much for one-- oh. Oh no.”

He forgives you as long as you don’t actually get hurt and you give him your leftovers.

Asmodeus

“If I get wrinkles because of you I promise you will never hear the end of it. I will curse you forever.”

He swears on every single one of his lovers that you have started giving him grey hairs.

GREY HAIRS, MC.

Why can’t you just settle down and let them all take care of you? You don’t have to prove anything to the other demons!

But you will. You’re living in Devildom now, and by everything unholy, you are going to live that life to its fullest extent.

He was thrilled at first when you were all for joining him at his nightclubs and parties. Now he hides every party’s date from you.

That time you almost threw yourself off a balcony to try and emulate a very drunk demon’s newest dance move.

“I need to stay TRENDY, Asmo!! I’ll be fine!!”

Ever since learning Demonus doesn’t affect humans you have challenged every single stuck-up tough boy to a drinking contest.

And every single time you win, Asmo has had to *narrowly* save you from being killed by said demon.

And you just say “he deserved it” every time.

And like, yeah okay, he probably did but YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE.

Somehow, you manage to out-party Asmo.

dON’T TELL THE OTHERS but he lives for the times when you practically fall asleep on his shoulder while coming home from a rager. You may not get drunk, but when you’re sleepy, you’re so affectionate and something in his heart melts.

Satan

At first, Satan was all for the rebellious “life life with no restraints” thought process you explained to him.

I mean, he didn’t like the assumption that he and his brothers couldn’t control themselves to not accidentally kill you, but also… fair.

But he didn’t realize that this mindset followed through for EVERY demon in ANY place.

Including RAD, where old and wizened demons were *really* not used to being contradicted

Which led to you “accidentally insulting” your 5000 year old Human Studies professor by giving them a pop quiz on current memes (which they failed).

And left Satan as the one who had to make sure that said professor didn’t kill you. 

And the thing is, this keeps happening.

You’ve written all over the school’s library books, pointing out every error.

You *continue* to argue with the demons who threaten to kill you when you say silly things like “No, Solomon did not learn his sorcery at Hogwarts because Hogwarts isn’t REAL.”

(Solomon, meanwhile, refutes you vehemently and seems to grow three inches taller every time you glare at him.)

Satan assures you that he values knowledge and truth and all that, but could you maybe find a less dangerous way to push it?

No can do, Satan, because you already had plans with Mammon to use a curse that writes the history of the actual Sorceric Academy that Solomon attended like 400 years all over the desks in Human Studies. It’s activated by anyone saying “Hogwarts”. 

No, no, Satan, it’s brilliant, because you can’t do magic. It can’t be you who did it.

Satan, no don’t tell Lucifer.

I thought you hated him. Satan, wait. 

You are the only person in the history of ever who convinces him to come to Lucifer for intervention. You wear that badge with pride and also deep, deep, bitter sadness. 

Belphegor

Like, through the plot your willingness to be a thorn in anyone’s side just to get more information really works for Belphie.

He’s like all I gotta do is ask? Sweet. Yeah. Go, human.

But then when he’s all big and threatening and “im gonna kill you” and you just kind of look at him and nod like “yeah, this checks out.” 

Frankly, that’s rude, MC. 

And then he keeps threatening to kill you and it doesn’t even PHASE you like. You just keep listening to him rant and going “OH i think i get it now”

He liked that you were always looking for more information when he was the one pushing you around, but now?

No. Human, he is going to KILL you here, STOP ASKING QUESTIONS.

And then you do the time-travel bit, and see that he *literally has killed you in one timeline* and you just like

Shrug it off and keep talking about Lilith???????

Tbh what probably stopped him from doing it again is just that you’re fucking insane, MC 

“MC, you literally just saw yourself dead in Mammon’s arms”

You wave your hand vaguely in his direction and say, “Yeah okay, but can we talk about the lack of communication in this household because it is tearing this family apart.”

What the fuck MC

When he’s back to normal, tbh he loves that side of you. He loves getting into shit when he’s not sleeping. He will 100% encourage you and be there to make sure that you *don’t* actually die again.

He’s the only one who doesn’t actually try to stop you. Who knew he was so into chaos.

But if you try to drag him to a plan when he should be sleeping he will be like Beel and literally just hold you down while he naps dammit. You brought this on yourself. He needs sleep.

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

big brother to the rescue.

BEN MILLER

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❝ request by @meteora-fc: hello hello! hope you're doing well :) i was thinking about a ben miller fic where when they're in the bar towards the beginning the reader is there with her friends and the boys push benny to talk to her bc he's getting distracted from conversation by her across the place. thanks a ton 💖

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“C’mon, little brother. She’s been looking at you the whole night”. Will says palming his back, after catching him distracted for the third time.

“Go, before I do”. Frankie challenges him with a petty smile, knowing it’s going to be enough to force the boxer to take the step.

Taking a deep, deep breath, finding in that gesture the encouragement he needs, Benny goes straight to you, waiting for the bartender to serve you another beer.

At first, you don’t notice his presence, until the unknown guy stops by your side leaning too over the bar. You two cross your gazes, sharing a soft smile that makes your knees tremble. The blonde looks really good, but for some reason, you have the feeling that he could be an idiot, so when he throws at you one of those horrible pickup lines, you can’t help but roll your eyes.

“I’m gonna give you advice. Don’t hit a girl like that”. You just reply with a chuckle, referring to his words.

“I’m more into hitting men”.

For a second, where you were about to leave with your drink, you squint at him having a sip and trying to understand the meaning of his affirmation.

“I box, professionally”.

“Oh…” You nod your chin, puckering your lips, showing him that this fact doesn’t impress him at all. “Congrats. Good luck in your next fight”.

Not giving him the chance to continue the talk, you come back to your table under the attentive looks of your friends, who are laughing at the poor guy and the gesture on his face. His brothers, on the other hand, have slapped their faces whilst shaking their heads disappointed. As soon as Benny joins him, Santi slaps the back of his neck, causing him to choke in his beer.

“There must be something wrong with my eyes, ’cause I can’t take them off you? Really, Benny? Really?”

The guys are laughing when Pope repeats his sentence, as Will puts an arm over his shoulders. “You’re lucky to have me… Big brother to the rescue”.

Anna nudges you, making you turn on your stool to watch a second guy walking towards you, very secure of himself. The only thing you wanted tonight was to have fun with your friends and seems it’s not going to be an option. Crossing a leg over the other and nailing an elbow on the table, resting your chin on your palm, you force a smirk when he offers you a kind smile.

“Good nights, ladies, sorry to interrupt. William, a pleasure”.

The man holds your free hand without asking for it to stretch it. Firmly. Like only a soldier would do —as your father does. He turns for a second to his friends, laying his oceanic and hypnotic eyes on you with a charming and funny grimace on his face.

“Sorry ‘bout my brother, you know... too many punches”. He has captivated your friends, who are gasping for him and the honeyed tone he’s using, covered by a raspy voice. “He has watched you looking at him and he was nervous, but he’s not a bad guy. Just a little asshole. But he’s worth it, believe me”.

“Okay”. You reply slowly, raising an eyebrow earning your attention little by little.

“He has begged me to not come, but I think you’re too smart to not have a date with him”.

“Your brother was right, you didn’t have to come. And you’re wrong, more or less. I’m very smart, but having a date with him doesn’t seem a very intelligent idea”.

“Got it. But he’ll be waiting for you at seven in Kaleo’s, tomorrow night”. A negative it’s not an option to the soldier, showing you his perfect white teeth in a huge smile clapping his hands before leaving. “Good night, ladies. Have a good time”.

Since last night, you've been debating with your friends if you should go to the date just to prove both men were wrong. Lucy would call you crying if you text her in case the guy is another idiot.

The first test is to see if he'd wait for you, arriving thirty minutes later than the hour William told you. Your heart can't help but race a little when you find the blonde boxer sitting on the hood of a black Mustang, in front of the restaurant. Wearing a white t-shirt and black jeans, he has both legs crossed and his hands laced over his lap. Head bowed down and a sigh escaping his lips as he checks the clock on his wrist. Poor guy, he's thinking you are not going to come.

You send a picture of him to the chat group where your friends are asking you if he's still there and, in less than a second, you receive a bunch of heart emojis from all of them. Keeping your phone in a pocket, as you tuck in your hands too, you begin to walk towards him. Step by step. Taking your time with a soft smirk curving your lips as you come closer and closer. Watching him texting someone too, you roll your eyes, imagining it's to some random chick to hang out with, due you have stood him up. Until you're almost leaning above his shoulder and you see he's texting his brother —who is very interested in knowing if you're there or not. You melt as he replies: “amma wait another thirty minutes, maybe there's traffic”.

“You can say to your brother I'm here”. You whisper into his ear, taking him by surprise and causing the boxer to jump off from the hood.

“Oh, fuck. You scared the shit outta m— Where you readin' my phone?”

“Nah, I've some witch in me”. You lie terrible, feeling goosebumps on your arms when his gesture changes suddenly.

A grin like a Cheshire cat decorates his face, offering you his phone as he pressed the small microphone in the bottom right corner.

“Hey, big brother, I came. I hope you weren't wrong”.

“I'm Ben, by the way”. He introduces himself as keeping his phone in a pocket, to offer you his right hand.

“(Y/N)”. You stretch it then, feeling a little nervous at his touch.

“So, this is the plan. We have a beer, and if you think I'm a freak, you can run away before dinner. No questions, no explanations. You just… leave”.

God, that's really sweet. He's nervous too and you can see in his blue eyes how scared he is if you really decide to disappear.

“Deal”. You accept, tilting your head to the restaurant.

A couple of minutes later Ben is sitting in front of you and the first thing that captivates your attention is the fact that he doesn't put his phone on the table. Living in the technology era, everybody keeps an eye on their devices. Constantly. But he's not like everybody. He wants to talk. Know about you. What you do in your free time, what you do for a living, what unveils you at night… And you talk for hours.

Ben tells you what pushed him to be in the army, why he decided to dedicate his life to boxing and he also jokes about how you could fix him up after his fighting. Something like a plan of the future. Together. As friends —as he points out to not make you feel uncomfortable, thinking that he is forcing you to have a relationship. You also discover that your taste in music and movies are very similar, just like your hobbies. And that makes you think about the fact that William will tell you “I wasn't wrong”.

The boxer gladly takes you home, not stopping your chat even when one of the two of you doesn't know what to say, Benny has shown you in some way he enjoys too much the sound of your voice though —how it goes a little higher when you're excited about something, how your throat vibrates when you laugh. And he's falling in love with the disgusted tic that wrinkles your nose when you don't like something, in a funny gesture.

You would die for staying together a little more, but you have obligations to attend tomorrow and your friends haven't ceased sending your texts asking you how it's going. As Ben stops his car next to your house, you sigh not knowing what to do —if just say bye, thank you, ask for his number, kiss him? Yes, you'd like to kiss him right now, but what does it say about you? Should you wait until the second date?

“Got a fight tomorrow night if you're free”. His proposition pushes you back to reality, turning at him on your seat while resting a shoulder against it. “You can invite your friends, mine will be there”.

“Your brother too?” You ask giggling, noticing the change on his grimace to somewhat underwhelmed because of your interest.

“Yeah, he will come”. Ben mumbles pressing his lips after nodding briefly.

“Ugh… Is he the kind of person who has fun saying I told you?”

Ben's gesture suddenly changes again. The shine in his blue deep eyes reappears and you provoke him a strong laugh when you furrow your nose like he literally adores.

“You've had a good night then?”

“Yes”. You don't hesitate to respond, leaning towards him to press your lips on his cheek with a loud kiss.

“See? He told you”. Ben can't help but make fun of you, earning a soft punch to his shoulder that makes him laugh one more time. “It's in the Holou gym, at seven”.

“Okay, I'll not forget it”. You reply, taking your phone and setting an alarm an hour before starting to have time to get ready. “Good night, Ben”.

“Good night, (Y/N)”.

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Tenya’s patience

prohero!tenyaxgn!reader

warnings: Dacryphilia, smut, brat taming, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, finger fucking, toys, the use of ‘sir’, mirror sex.         

       You thought that was it, the last straw. You’ve been tempting Tenya all day, teasing and fucking around with him around every corner. Feeling a little extra needy lately due to your boyfriend constantly stuck with his hero work-you figured maybe he was just as pent up. But somehow-each and every time-he still keeps his composure. You had sat on his lap this time around, knees straddling his thighs as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “You’re probably so bored-aren’t you” You faked a sympathy pout, ruffling your hands through his hair. He just tilted his head and gave you that warm smile he always does. “You wanted to spend some time together-i’d never get bored of spending time with you. Whether it's just watching this movie and cuddling or anything else '' He hummed, giving you a kiss on your forehead. You huffed and turned in his lap, leaning your back against his chest and sinking into his embrace.

It wasn’t until halfway through the movie that you had gotten bored, a bit bolder with your actions and decided to grind down on tenyas lap. He immediately stiffened up under you, his arms that were originally loosely wrapped around your waist quickly tightened around you, holding you down against his chest. You smirked and rolled your hips, hearing him take in a sharp breath “Are you sure you still want to watch the movie sir?” You went to look over your shoulder at Tenya but before you realized it the world spun and now you were face down on the couch. A hard smack to your ass was followed by tenya massaging the area he had smacked. “I would have liked to but it seems my little whore needs to be put in place.” His hand massaging your ass shifted to hold you by your waist, his free hand looped under your body to wrap around your throat, pulling you up so your back laid flush against his chest. “I was waiting for after the movie but you’ve given me no choice. You know the rules.” A shiver ran down your spine, trying to bite your tongue as one more cheeky retort was shot out “No, do remind me” You smirked. Tenya rose an eyebrow at you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He moved closer, shifting you slightly so he could capture your lips. Foolishly you decided to let your guard down-tenyas kisses always had a way of stealing your breath away yet making you feel so so warm. He started to squeeze your throat, cutting off the circulation to your head and making you dizzy with the added lack of air from your kiss.

Tenya pulled away and used the hand that was holding your waist moved to unbutton your pants “Rule Number One- No talking back.” He slides his hand down into your underwear, and begins toying with you. Stars started to crawl across your vision and Tenya finally loosened his grip, finally letting you breathe. “I'll give you a free be this once because this will be a new rule. Rule Number ten- You listen to every word I say and you will finish after I tell you the rule. You’ll finish on my fingers and my fingers only. When you finish you need to repeat the rule so I know you learned it this time-understood? This will be your punishment everytime you question the ruling.” A bright red blush shot to your face as you gulped. You know you’re fucked.

When Tenya meant you would finish on his fingers and only his fingers he really meant it. While yes at some point Tenya brought a vibrator in because you “came too quick between rules 4 to 6” he would constantly keep it at a low thrum, slowly bringing you to the edge and then pulling the toy away. He could feel how your walls pulsed around his fingers, aching for something more. You finally made it up to Rule nine, grateful you were almost done with this torture. He had brought you back to the bedroom where a large mirror attached to the ceiling hung down, showing off your teary eyes and shaking legs as tenya brings you to the brink of orgasm once more before pulling away the vibrator again, slowing his fingers down to a near halt, pulling a cry out of you. You were close to sobbing at this point, whimpering and mumbling the words “I'm sorry sir, i'll behave now sir.” He loved it when he’s got you fucked so dumb all you know is how to plead and beg to him. You turn into such a good little hole for him. You whined and try rolling your hips, trying to look anywhere else but up at the mirror. Tenya took note of this, dropping the vibrator and using the free hand to grab your chin and force your head to look up as he moved you morre into his lap. He was still dressed up from work, not in a hero costume but more of a business attire with a nice button up and pair of black pants. He still looked so tidy and yet, looking at yourself you were a disheveled mess. You hadn't realized it but there were a few stray tears falling-mostly dried now. You looked between your legs in the mirror and whined, trying to rub your thighs together, roll your hips-get any sort of friction. Tenya chuckled, a small smile resting on his face. “Come now, I think you deserve it. Don’t break eye contact, do you understand?” your eyes immediately shifted to tenyas glaring red ones. You let out a moan as he immediately started fucking his fingers up into you. The arm encasing you against tenyas chest keeps you from arching your back too far-watching tenyas the entire time. You ended up winding down to incoherent babbling, begging for your permission to release yet not entirely ready for another wave of pleasure. “Go on my little citrus. Come for me.” His fingers hit that soft spot in you and all you could see was the ruby red of tenyas eyes as your body spasmed with pleasure. “Look at yourself” Tenya murmured into your neck and as you blinked the spots from your vision you looked at the wreck of a person you became. You ended up soaking the sheets the entire time he played with you, more tears streamed down your face “What do you see?” You hummed and you sniffled, trying to catch your breath “A-A dirty mess-” Tenya clicked his tongue and looked up into your eyes “Call yourself gorgeous.” You went to turn your head to look at him in the face but he tightened his grip on your chin, forcing you to keep your gaze up. “Look at the mirror and say it.” He growled. Your fucked out brain went blank, looking back up at yourself “I-Im gorgeous.” Your voice shook a little, voice raw from all the squealing and moaning you’ve been doing the past hour.

He shifted you in his lap to face him “Now look at me and say it” There was still a small part of you, trying to look away, trying to keep your face down as you mumbled. He grabbed your chin again, forcing you to look at him. “I said look at me. How can I know you’re being honest if you dont look me in the eye? This is part of your punishment. He shifted you so his thigh held you up between your legs and moved his other hand to squeeze your throat again “You and I both know you know damn well what the rules are. And if you do what you're told, I'll give you a reward.” He finally unzipped his pants, freeing his cock. “Now look me in the eye and say it.” He loosened his hold on your throat, allowing you to speak “Im-mm-goegeous” You shuddered, even with your fucked out state you were trying so hard not to grind down on his thigh. “Insatiable...but you’re correct-absolutely undeniably gorgeous.” He murmured, pulling you closer to him to kiss at your neck, raising you up to hover you over his keep “Now Keep going. I want to hear more about yourself while I fuck your tight little hole.” @izukus-bby You wanted a tag right my friend?

[uwurakax]

teaching you (hc’s) ♡

summary: cute head canons of our haikyuu boys teaching you how to play volleyball ♡

featuring: oikawa ♡ bokuto ♡ kuroo ♡

notes: i’m super bored and did this. i also didn’t proof read this or anything. this is also on my phone so there’s probably mistakes scattered. and i did this at like 5am with no sleep so theres that too lol (all my best ideas come to me super late, i’m just like that - jk im just dumb af ty) ♡

oikawa tōru 及川 徹 ♡

❥ ah cute bby, the loml, we love him so much

❥ so dating oikawa wasn’t always easy

❥ he was always practicing his serves in the school’s gym well into the night

❥ and it’s now been a good 2 or 3 weeks since you guys had been together to just do, well, couple things

❥ all you wanted to do was spend time with him, so you came up with a plan

❥ after your own club activities you made your way into the gym to ask him a very special question

❥ you wanted him to teach you how to serve

❥ now he was a little shooketh shocked at this

❥ none of his previous relationships or dating prospects had actually asked him about playing before

❥ he’ll try to play it cool by being all flirty and suave

❥ but inside he’s like 🥺😳

❥ now he’s actually a really good teacher

❥ but you are horrible just aren’t the best at this

❥ at one point he opts to stand behind you and position your arms and hands

❥ this man has the audacity to stay like that with his hands on your waist waiting for you to continue

❥ you’re thankful he can’t see your face because he’d be able to see how much of a flustered mess he made you eye—

❥ after it all you’re finally able to hit the ball over the net and you are ecstatic

“tōru! did you see i finally did it!”

❥ he just hummed and held you tighter

❥ he didn’t say it but he was really proud at how quickly you learnt how to serve it over the net for being a complete novice

❥ also was a bit of an ego boost for him, because he was the one who taught you afterall

❥ he’ll close his eyes and just sink further into the crook of your neck AHHHHHHHH

❥ he’s so calm and relaxed, nothing faked like the front he usually puts on when he’s with his team, classmates, fans and just anyone in general

❥ something that you’ve noted only happens when he’s with you (and iwa bffs for life✌️)

❥ although he definitely played up on his flirty persona, at times when it just came naturally to him like this was just *swoon*

❥ you turned around to face him, now merely centimetres apart

❥ you smiled while he looked down at you, with disbelief in his eyes (one that was formed because he couldn’t believe how lucky he was)

❥ this short session with you definitely made him realise how lucky he is to have you, and he makes a promise to himself to spend more time with you

❥ he knew in the back of his mind that he had been a bit neglectful

❥ while stuck in his thoughts, you decided to be a little cheeky and give him a kiss 😘

❥ you pull away and notice he turns his head to the side trying to hide his blush (cutie patootie marry me pls)

❥ you giggle at him and make a move to go away, but he has to be cheesy and quickly pull you back for a full on make out session

❥ he just had to get you back for that you know?

❥ after that, you’ll find yourself spending more time at the gym, something the both of you very much look forward to

❥ i don’t know how much late night volleyball practice he gets in though 😜

bokuto kōtarō 木兎 光太郎 ♡

❥ ah baby baby baby cutie owl

❥ so you were one of fukurodani’s managers and had just recently gotten together with bokuto

❥ since you had gotten together, bokuto was constantly trying to impress you with his spikes

❥ he isn’t one of the top 5 aces in japan for nothing!

❥ of course you had to deal with bokuto’s mood swings

❥ and this week was definitely going to have those

❥ the volleyball team was having a training camp and of course, as manager you were there

❥ on one particular late night at camp, you noticed bokuto, akaashi and a few other students from other schools missing

❥ you were walking down the hall to see the lights in one of the gyms on

❥ you made your way down and saw bokuto, akaashi, kuroo (who is bokuto’s close friend) and a new first year named tsukishima from karasuno

❥ now of course bokuto was being his usual confident self, but the moment he saw you come through?

❥ oh boy, he so badly wanted to show off, and against good players too?

❥ bokuto was even more fired up!

❥ after about 20 minutes of watching bokuto spike, you were feeling a little antsy not doing anything

❥ akaashi being ever observant, saw this and pulled bokuto aside to whisper something to him

“bokuto-san, don’t you show y/n how to play some volleyball?”

❥ bokuto felt a lightbulb moment 💡

❥ owl baby was so excited, he couldn’t wait to show you how to play

❥ you tried to turn him down but how can you say no to his deflated face?

❥ you don’t, you can’t, that’s illegal

❥ so you find yourself being pulled and ushered by bokuto into how he hits his amazing spikes

❥ you weren’t exactly sure how this was going to end, you couldn’t jump like the players at all, you didn’t even make it close

❥ you were still apprehensive about playing against guys who knew how to play

❥ akaashi had sent you a light slow moving ball, something easy, even a child could hit it

❥ but there was no way you were going to be able to hit that ball over the net

❥ as if on cue, bokuto picks you up by the knees so you can easily hit it over

❥ you were surprised, but quickly went back to focusing on the ball above

❥ you decided to do a feint

❥ everyone watched the ball gracefully fall to the floor like 👁👄👁 ?!

❥ you were the embodiment of 😳😱😮

❥ bokuto started screaming, yelling praises at you

❥ you held onto his broad shoulders as he was quickly spinning you around, your legs now manoeuvred around his torso

❥ you were giggling and laughing along with him, pretty proud of yourself for being able to pull such a stunt against professionals (at least compared to you anyway)

❥ the others just looked at you both, completely shocked at the fluke you just pulled

❥ yeah kuroo and tsukishima were salty as hell

❥ but they supposed it wasn’t too bad to let you and bokuto have this ‘win’, considering how happy it made the both of you

kuroo tetsurō 黒尾 鉄朗 ♡

❥ ah kuroo kuroo

❥ you both had been dating since second year of high school

❥ you were the volleyball captain at another school in tokyo near nekoma

❥ you guys actually met at a nearby gymnasium when you guys were practicing with your own teams

❥ ok volleyball power couple much?

❥ now your school’s gym where your team practiced was getting renovated, and there was nothing available near your school

❥ kuroo had actually insisted that your team could train at nekoma

❥ you begrudgingly accepted, nervous

❥ now even though you and kuroo had been official, he never once saw you play or practice

❥ you were actually a little shy at showing him your skills, even though he practically begged for you to

❥ he always respected your wishes, but you didn’t miss the way his eyes would flicker briefly with sadness

❥ but you knew what kind of player kuroo was

❥ and you knew your blocks were nothing to write home about - unlike his

❥ so came that fateful day where you were both were in the gym practicing and squawking out drills to your respective teams

❥ it was then time when you needed to start practicing your blocks

❥ one of the wing spikers on your team absolutely smashed the ball through your pathetic attempt at a block

❥ you looked back at where it landed and sighed

❥ you didn’t notice that kuroo had witnessed the whole thing

❥ you also didn’t notice him coming up to you until he was right behind you

“if you want to block better, you should hold your arms out like this”

❥ you felt kuroo guide your arms above your head, positioning you to the desired pose

❥ he then leaned down to your ear and was whispering tips and how exactly to get a read on the opposing teams spikers

❥ you felt the blood rushing to your face and ears - easily speeding up your heartbeat at the closeness he initiated

❥ a teammate of yours then proceeded to spike the ball, and following kuroo’s instructions you managed to cleanly block the ball

❥ after a few moments of shock you jumped up and down in excitement

❥ kuroo had seen you block the ball, and was proud at how happy you had been at his guidance

❥ seeing as he flustered you, it was only fair to pay back your boyfriend right?

❥ so you happily skipped over to him

❥ he was smirking down at you, telling you that ‘you did a good job’

❥ you quickly placed a peck on his lips

❥ wow was it so worth it

❥ poor kuroo became a blushing mess, hiding his face in between his hand and fingers

❥ you sent a wink his way while you went back to practice your blocking

❥ needless to say, kuroo was plotting ways on how to get you back for that stunt 😜

[sword-brainrot]

hENLO ITS ME AGAIN SORRY TO BOTHER YOU, THE HEADCANONS YOU MADE WERE BEAUTIFUL IM ACTUALLY SOBBING GIJGUIHDUGH. anyway its time to go apeshit, it angsty time. Lets say the saniwa is a self-sacrificing type of person and took a hit for someone during battle and is in critical condition (THEY FINE ITS OK THEY RECOVER) how would hasebe, kashuu (romantic), and sayo (platonic) react? seperate of course dearie~! THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU <3<3<3

Heshikiri Hasebe,  Kashuu Kiyomitsu, and Sayo Samonji Reaction to a self-sacrificing Reader (GN Reader)

♡  It wasn't too common for their master to go into battle with them but sometimes the mission calls for it. This being the case. It was an understanding situation but stressful nonetheless. Hordes of enemies swarming the group of swords and their master. Everyone was holding them off while you were going to break the charm on the shrine... But things didn't go exactly as planned.

♡  You hear a loud yell as one of your precious swords, Hasebe, mutters the words he normally does when he gets a severe injury. "It's not over until I die!" His hand gripping his blade and blood flows out of his wounds and onto the cold, hard ground. The enemies seem to notice that the poor sword no longer had any troops on him and one more shot could easily knock him down. More begin to pile over to him, ready to finish him off.

♡  Frantic hammering of your heart in your ears overtook your senses as you sprinted towards him. You could also come back to this time in history to save the shrine but you couldn't get back your sword that you grew to love. Even if you resmithed him, he wouldn't remember you or the memories you share. You can't leave the sword that made you so happy. So your legs carried you until you were right in front of the badly wounded man.

♡  His expression contorted into one of pure terror when he saw you were the one that ran to his aid. Why... Why did it have to be you? Why would you put yourself in such danger for a sword like him?

♡  "Get away from me!” His words fell to deaf ears as you dashed in front of him, and released a crystal colored barrier in front of you both. You were sure that it would hold off the enemies that were hammering against it. You saved him. You were sure. You just had to hold them off until the other swords could rush over and help you two.

♡  Everything was going smoothly until you heard the words that would stay with you forever.

♡  "NAGAE YARI IN FRONT."

♡  Just like that, the Kebiishi lunged forward with it's spear, crushing your barrier and impaling you in all but one strike. White sparkles that was once a shield now floating up into the sky and disappearing as you fell to your knees, clasping the spear in your gut. When did the Kebiishi get here...? Were you their target all along because you were also messing with history? How did this go so wrong...?

♡  Hasebe’s entire body was wracked by sobs as you lay curled in a ball on the ground, writhing around in utter agony. His own injured body slowly hobbling over to your and grasping you tightly. His tears falling down and painting your cheek. The Kebiishi had already pulled out their spear and went looking for more healthy targets to take down.

♡  The pain was too much to bare. All you could do was stare up at the sword that looked so broken.

♡  “You can't leave,” Hasebe whimpered in the highest tone you’ve ever heard from him. He sounded like a child with the way his raspy voice cracked. His grip on you was high and you could feel every shake that went through his body as the sobs broke out. "You can't leave... I have just learned how to open up and love again... Don't you dare leave. Don't abandon me."

♡  "It's all my fault... I should of been stronger. I should of taken that hit.. I-... I love you. Don't go." He hiccuped through strained wheezes for air.

♡  Although your vision was spotting and blurring, you could see Hasebe tremble where he sat. His body was rocking the two of you back and forth. He didn't care about what was going on around you. Nothing mattered if you weren't okay. He didn't matter unless you were okay. You made him feel love and appreciated. You reminded him that he was a sword worth having by your side. A man you loved for who he is. If he lost that, he lost everything that mattered to him.

♡  With one final, ragged breath, you closed your eyes and succumbed to your injuries. Hasebe didn’t scream like you thought he would. He watched you drift off to sleep in utter silence, almost holding his breath in hope it wasn't actually happening. The only sound that came from him was sniffing back tears and coughing sporadically.

♡  By the time you awoke, you were in the infirmary of the citadel. Yagen and two swords who were on the mission with you, Tonbokiri and Horikawa Kunihiro, sat by you. Your eyes opening bought smiles to their faces. Horikawa wiping away the happy tears that suddenly rushed out when he finally saw you open your eyes.

♡  Your body ached all over but it was tolerable compared to what you had just faced before. Your abdomen tightly wrapped up. It was Tonbokiri that explained that they were able to get out when a few of them awakened and rushed over, using the charm stone and teleporting back to the citadel. You were rushed to the infirmary right away and you stayed unconscious for three days.

♡  "When you are feeling well enough... I think you should head over to your room. Hasebe locked himself in there and hasn't came out since coming back to the citadel... We haven't been able to get him to eat or even talk to him." Horikawa explained.

♡  When you felt well enough, you adventured over there. Swords stopping you on the way to express how happy to see you up and okay. They expressed how worried they all were when you came back in such a condition.

♡  A series of knocks on the door were greeted with silence. The static sobbing from the room paused for a moment, then resumed.

♡  Taking out a key, you unlocked the door and slowly walked in. You could see Hasebe in total darkness as he held the picture frame of you two to his chest. His body not even turning towards you.

♡  "Don't you dare come into this room only to tell me something I already know. Get out now before I cut you down."

♡  "Hasebe... It's me."

♡  You could see his body visibly tense and stop breathing. Approaching him with caution, you kneeled onto the bed beside him and placed your palm on his cheek. He leaned into your touch, his face stained with tears. One hand releasing the frame and grasping your hand tightly, as if he was scared that if he let you go... You would disappear right then and there.

♡  "It's really you," he would whisper as his violet eyes slowly locked with yours. It was only then he would fully release the frame and instead grab you, embracing you in the tightest hug you have ever experienced. He would only let up when you winced in pain from how tight it was. His body shaking as he bawled his eyes out.

♡  Hasebe pressed chaste kisses all over your face, making sure you knew he loved you no matter how he acted. "Don't ever do something stupid like that again. I will make them all pain for what they did to you. I won't let a single one walk this earth. I will make them feel the pain you felt times a hundred. I will make them beg to-"

♡  "I'm okay, Hasebe." You would calmly say as you stroke his cheek. "You look exhausted though... Come, let us rest for some more. I won't leave your side, not again." You both would settle down and he will gently hold you close to his chest. His red eyes slowly closing and a small smile present on his face knowing that he finally has you back.

♡  It was the Ikedaya incident. The moon was high in the sky and the cold skin gently bit at everyone's cheeks. For normal people of the time, they were not even aware of the killing going on near them. However the swords and their master were aware. They were planning for this event for a while ever since the History Revisionists came to this time in history.

♡  Most of the swords were inside, dealing with enemies to make sure that no one gets to the top of the stairs where Okita, Kashuu's and Yasusada's, was to meet his end. It was there you stood, at the stop of the stairs, stealing off the door to make extra sure that only people of that time could enter.

♡  Everything was going well... Until you felt the charm on your sash dissipate. You had only given it to one sword... The one sword that was not in the building... The one who was directly involved with this incident... The one sword that claimed that he rather not be muddied with Okita's blood again instead of saying how he didn't want to witness his master and his old sword self die again. The one sword that stolen your heart, Kashuu Kiyomitsu.

♡  You quickly finished the barrier before hearing a yelp as you ran down the stairs, jumping over the last few. Your legs pumped as you quickly dodged enemies and tried to make your way outside where Kashuu was surrounded by enemies. Your skin crawled as you saw Kashuu barely be able to stand and the enemies, with their ruthless gaze, advancing on him.

♡  "Uwa!? Heavy damage...!?" Kashuu managed to rasp as the enemy slammed into him and brought him to the ground. One more hit and surely he would be broken. You could hear the pain in his voice even though he tried to mask it. His body trembling as he was slowly coming to terms that this night was a cursed night for him. No matter if he was human or sword... He dies constantly on this day in history.

♡  He was in danger and didn't have much time left. You quickly took out your ofuda charms from your poach as you called for help to the swords still inside the building, dealing with enemies. It didn't take long before two of them came out but by that time, you were already gone.

♡  You had already run off into the crowd, tagging as many enemies as you could. The tags slowly melting them and making them transform into black dust... But there was far too many for you to handle by yourself. You just had to make it to Kashuu. You just had to make sure he was safe...

♡  "You idiot! Get out of here." Kashuu screamed as he noticed you were trying to make yourself through the crowd to him, all by yourself. You ignored his cries and slid to the side, dodging one of enemy’s strikes.

♡  All things considered, you were able to dodge all the swings coming your way. You were doing well! You just had to make it to him and cast a barrier over the you of you and-

♡  A sword was brought down right as you were about to dodge and landed right against your back. The impact brought you to your knees, only a couple feet away from your lover. Blood pooled underneath you and you gritted your teeth, the pain overriding your senses and bringing tears to your eyes.

♡  You clutched your fists, wincing as crimson bloomed on your shirt. Panic hadn’t filled your veins yet.

♡  Your eyes snapped up to meet Kashuu’s as the enemies loomed over the two of you, ready to finish you off. . Anxiety began to set in, your movements growing more sloppy as you desperately tried to crawl over to your lover. Kashuu slowly reaching for you as well.

♡  "Stop moving, idiot. Just take deep breaths, all right? Just look at me. You're going to be okay... I won't let anything happen to you."

♡  You felt your body grow numb as you lost more blood. You could no longer feel the cold ground under you or the wind brushing against your face. To you, everything was cold. You scooched closer to Kashuu and extended a hand. Though still far apart, he grasped it back and squeezed tightly so you knew he was there. "Kashuu... I'm cold."

♡  “You’re gonna be fine.” He was lying through his teeth. Kashuu could see the glassy look in your eyes. The hand quivered in his, he could feel the life draining from it. Your voice wasn’t a comfort to him anymore, every word you spoke was full of agony and he wished you would stay quiet as to not worry him more.

♡  His own hand was shaking. This night was truly a cursed one. The past him was taken to this place to watch his master die and get covered in his blood only to break in battle. Now he held onto his bleeding out master/lover and couldn't do anything to stop them from slowly fading from consciousness. His lover was bleeding out in front of him and there was absolutely nothing he could do. He tried so desperately to hide the fear from his face, but a single tear slid down his cheek and his expression sunk when he felt you begin to fade away. The last thing you heard as your eyes began to close was Kashuu screaming at the top of his lungs your name.

♡  You were awoken by the sound of someone rushing to your side. Bright light blinding you as your eyes slowly adjusted and you were met with a familiar sight. The infirmary room that you often went in to visit your precious swords and your boyfriend, Kashuu. His own body had be bandaged up and he met you will a smile. "Good morning, sleep well?"

♡  "What happened?" Your voice faint and raspy as you slowly sat up, your back stinging you along the way. But with the help of Kashuu, you were able to fully sit up and get handed water to help your very dry throat.

♡  "Before I answer that... Let's get you cleaned up. As much as I love you, you're a mess." He would give you a teasing grin as he helps you stand. Leading you over to where he can draw a bubble bath for you so you can wash and clean yourself.

♡  He would sit on the side and help you clean up, making sure to extra careful of your back and making sure to massage your scalp as he washes.

♡  "Yesterday... Don't do that again. You know how I feel about Okita's death. I don't need that happening to you. I don't want to lose another person I care about. This citadel needs you so don't go running into a crowd of enemies for just one sword and almost getting yourself killed. You're lucky Hyuuga and Akashi arrived on time or else we would of both vanished from existence."  His hands maneuvered around your body with precision and care as he washed away all of the dirt and dust that marred your skin.

♡  "You're important too, you know." You replied as you leaned into his touch, "I didn't go into danger for nothing. I went into it because of you. I don't want to lose you as much as you don't want to lose me. So next time... When you are in trouble, call for us. I will come running for you right away."

♡  This hands will stop moving and he would laugh from the pit of his stomach. This causing you to turn to face him. Small droplets of tears appearing out the side of his eyes as his laughter calmed down. "You act like if I break, I won't fall for you all over again. You can get me back but I can't get you back. So don't ever try that again, stupid." He would finish off the conversation with him leaning in and pressing a soft kiss on your forehead.

♡  Labored breaths escaped you as you ran in the dark forest. The stems of the tree sprouting from the ground to constantly trip you up... and it was working. You constantly found yourself tripping and having to push yourself off things to keep going. You couldn't stop... They were gaining on you.

♡  This all started when you went undercover to gain information on what was changing in this time in history. It was suppose to be safe! You were suppose to get information while the boys left and dealt with the History Revisionists. It was a trap... They wanted you all along.

♡  You had signaled to them that the enemy was by you before you began your big chase. There had been no sight of them and your legs were beginning to burn. Tripping became more constant and you can hear them getting closer and closer. There was many of them... More than you could handle by yourself.

♡  Your luck was beginning to run out until one last stem tripped you and sent you to your knees. Your ankle shooting pain up your leg when you tried to move it. Fear painted on your face as you looked behind you and saw the glowing eyes in the dark. The blades gleaming from the small sunlight between the branches. Your luck had run out.

♡  Your held your ankle tightly as the enemies rose their blades towards you, ready to end you here and now. Your eyes shut tightly as you awaited for your final breath to come... But it didn't. Instead you heard pains of agony. When you finally found the courage to open your eyes, you saw Sayo standing in front of you with his dagger in hand. Holding off the enemies. He must of been the only sword to be quick enough to make it in time.

♡  As much as you wished to be happy to see your precious sword... There was far too many of them. Too many for one tantou risking his everything to protect his precious master. The both of them were well aware. Maybe if Sayo could hold off until that others get there, everything will be alright!

♡  That was the hopeful thought until a tantou enemy got the sneak attack on him and he received a critically blow. His body crumbling to the ground in front of you as he muttered, "I understand... I don't care how things will turn out...!" His blue eyes glaring at the horde of enemies in front of you two. His body dragging himself upward, planning to protect you to his death.

♡  However, you had another plan. You weren't going to just sit there and let him die for you. He has come so far on his journey of accepting himself, you weren't going to let these monsters take that away from him.

♡  Right as the blade was began to come down and finish him off, you embraced him and turned your body so you would take all of the impact rather than him. Sharp yelp was released from your vocal cords as you held onto the short sword and protected him from the pain.

♡  Sayo couldn't believe his eyes, he stood there tense and wide eyed. "M-Master...?" His voice had always been on the quiet side but this voice sounded scared and barely escaping from his tensed throat. "Why would you..."

♡  "Sayo, you have... So much to live for. You are so much greater than you give yourself credit for. I am proud of you every day, so don't throw yourself away... You are more than the revenge that haunts your heart."

♡  His lips trembled and tears streaked down his cheeks as he held your body that was going limp in his arms. "Don't leave! I don't want to be left alone again. Please don't leave me, aruji!" He would scream at the top of his lungs, shaking you and trying to get you to wake up... But sleep whispered into your ears and sent you into darkness.

♡  Before you even opened your eyes, you could feel pressure on your hand... Were you asleep on it again? Slowly opening your eyes and blinking to adjusted to your surrounding made you realize that you weren't in your bed in your room... but rather the infirmary. Your body was bandaged all over and the memories of what happened in the forest returned to you. The team must of got to you in time before you completely vanished from existence... But what of Sayo then?

♡  Your body jolted up against the pain that was attempting to hold you down. Anxiety rushing through your veins, preparing to look sight of any clue of what happened to the small tantou after you passed out.

♡  Your search didn't last long, for the pressure on your hand slowly shifted and caused your eyes to wandered down to the boy who was clasping your hand tightly as he slumbered. A smile slowly rose itself on your face as your free hand gently stroked his hair. It seemed as he hadn't left your side since recently. It warmed your heart that a sword that often times was very antisocial treasured you so much that he didn't want to leave your side.

♡  "D-Don't leave me." A small whimper of a cry would come out as he tightened his grip on your hand. His shoulder shaking ever so lightly. The fear of losing the people he cares about haunting him even in the dream realm. The fear of his masters being killed in front of him and being stolen piecing him in his heart to leave scars to all of time.

♡  "I won't leave." You soothed, "I'm right here, Sayo. I'm so proud of you. I won't ever leave your side again. I promise you. Now rest well, dear. You needn't worry any longer. I swear to you for all eternity, I will remain right here." A small smile will be barely visible as he leans into your hand and his body slowly calms down before he find a peaceful sleep at last.

[fruitymimi]

Could I please perhaps request a hawks x fem reader 9, 12, and maybe some exhibitionism 😇 and like I would love to just read hawks getting a thigh job and he just busts in the reader's panties and she's just wears it

- 9. Breeding

- 12. Cum Play

- Pairing: Hawks x Fem!Reader

- Warnings: MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT.  im sorry if its gross but keigo kinda like... spits his cum back into reader’s mouth lmao so snowballing KINDA, light degradation, breeding kink, cum play & spitting obviously, exhibitionism, this is all in a dressing room

- Word Count: 1459

- A/N: im here to drop more outta pocket stuff on your dashboard Hello. also anon, i hope this is good!

“C’mon, Y/N. This store is cramped and annoying,” The pro hero whined, looking at all of the perfumes, lotions, and body washes all displayed neatly on the shelves. He kept knocking things down with his wings, a typical problem he’d always run into.

“You promised you’d spoil me today,” Y/N said, picking up another lotion to smell. She was right, Keigo promised her that he would take her out to the mall and treat her like a princess. Buy her everything she even touched. “And I want new smell-good stuff.”

Keigo wasn’t expecting her to spend so much time in the one store in the one spot. He’d been standing behind her, shadowing her like a child while she picked up the same five scents, holding each of them up to Keigo’s nose to get his opinion. Keigo soon noticed that no matter how many times he said, ‘That one smells just like the other one’, it would still end up in the basket!

Keigo crossed his arms, looking at her full basket of products. “I thought we would spend more time in... I dunno... Clothing stores?” Keigo muttered.

She rolled her eyes. “You just wanted to see me try on clothes, hm?” She laughed, finally walking to the counter.

Keigo couldn’t have been happier, though his smile faded when the cashier told him how much he’d be paying.

“You’re so lucky I love you.” 

***

“What do you think about this one?” She spun around the dress, showing Keigo who was seated outside of her dressing room. “It’s the same color as your wings.” Keigo pulled her closer by the waist, looking down at how the dress hugged their body in the best way. “You look gorgeous in this one.. I like this one better than the blue one..” Keigo said.

She giggled, looking down at him as he spoke. “You think? We’ll look so cool at your party.” She hummed.

Keigo’s hands trailed down from her waist down to her ass, gripping the plump flesh in his hands. “Mhm... You look so pretty. Think you can do another spin for me, princess?” Keigo asked, watching her spin again. Keigo looked towards the direction where the main part of the store was, his hands sliding up Y/N’s dress. “I can’t see anyone from where I am... Think they’ll notice if I slip into your dressing room?” He asked, biting down on his lip. 

Y/N shook her head, grabbing his wrist. She opened the door, pulling Keigo inside.

Keigo pulled her close from behind, his lips finding her neck. “Make sure you keep yourself quiet..” he mumbled against her skin, sucking a bruise onto her neck. Keigo lifted her dress, “I wanna fuck these pretty thighs, maybe play with that clit, have your legs shaking..” he slid his hand into her panties. 

“But first... I want you to suck me off..” he said, watching her drop to her knees instantly.

Y/N unbuckled his pants, pulling him from his boxers. She opened her mouth, rubbing her tongue over his slit. She hummed at the taste of his precum, looking up at him.

“Don’t fucking tease..” he said, lifting his shirt so he could get a better view. 

She finally wrapped her lips around his cock, letting the tip slide into her mouth. She slowly moved her head back and forth, letting her tongue drag against the underside of his cock. She watched his lips part, how a blush spread across his cheeks and his eyes flutter closed.

She loved seeing Keigo like this. How his cheeks got all rosy and a thin layer of sweat collected on his hairline. How he’d usually let little curses fall from his lips, his hands would grip at her hair and he’d tug on it. He would let out the prettiest moans as well, breathy and soft. Y/N would just love seeing Keigo fall apart whenever she’d give him a blowjob.

Keigo looked down at her, beginning to move his hips. He placed his hands on the sides of her head to keep her steady. “Wanna fuck that pretty throat of yours..” Keigo said impatiently.

His cock hit the back of her throat and Keigo couldn’t even lie, he got the sickest kick out of seeing her try to keep herself from gagging around him. It just motivated him to thrust his hips faster, watching how pretty she looked with her mouth stuffed with his dick.

“Good fucking girl..” he whispered, watching her spread her legs in front of him. “Open your eyes, look at me when I fuck into your mouth.” 

She looked up at him, her fingers brushing over her panties, desperate for friction. She slid her hand into her underwear, keeping eye contact with Keigo. 

“Just like that... You want me to cum down your throat, huh? When I cum, don’t swallow a single drop,” he told her, “be a good girl and do that for me.” he said.

She nodded her head, desperate for his cum already.

Keigo continued thrusting in and out of her mouth, his cock twitching on her tongue. He pulled out of her mouth, his hand wrapped around his own cock. “Open. Stick your tongue out.”

She did as he said, sticking her tongue out. He stroked himself over her tongue, his cum spilling into her mouth. She did as he said, not swallowing a single drop of it. 

“Come here,” he said, helping her off of her knees. He pressed his lips against hers, closing his eyes as he pulled her close by her hips. 

She kissed him back, opening her mouth to allow the cum to fall into Keigo’s mouth, feeling his tongue exploring her mouth during their kiss. She gripped onto his shoulders, the kiss breaking when Keigo pulled away.

“Stick out your tongue again,” he said, gripping onto her chin. When she did, he spit his cum back onto her tongue, his tongue swiping over her bottom lip. “Good.. Now swallow. Swallow it all..” he told her, turning her around to lean against the dressing room wall.

Y/N parted her lips, closing her eyes as she leaned against the dressing room door, waiting for Keigo’s next move.

“Good girl...” He whispered, tugging her panties down to her mid-thigh. Keigo licked his lips, taking in a deep breath. “You know something, pretty girl..?” He asked, his free hand finding her clit, “When we get home, I’m gonna cum so deep inside of you... Gonna breed my girl... Get you pregnant, make sure you know you’re mine..” he bit down on her neck again.

He pulled her into him, positioning himself between Y/N’s legs. He slowly rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing himself against her thighs. He drew circles with his fingers on her clit, watching her bite down on her lip. “Bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? You’re so fucking dirty... With your slutty hole, it’s just begging to be bred, isn’t it? Begging to have my cum dripping out of that pussy...” He said, moving his hips back and forth. 

The feeling of his cock brushing over her clit and his fingers constantly rubbing his slow, agonizing circles onto her sensitive spot. “I could blow out that back, hm? Have you drooling and fucked dumb on my cock... Of course, I could do it right now, but I know you wouldn’t be able to keep yourself quiet. You’re always so loud whenever you take my cock. Crying like a bitch. Do these fingers feel good against that clit?”

She nodded, putting a hand over her mouth. “Faster, please...” She whispered, closing her eyes as he moved.

Keigo chuckled, looking down at her. “Faster? Is this pace too slow for you? How cute...” he mumbled, moving both his hips and his fingers faster. “Think you can cum just from this..?” he asked.

She nodded again, clenching her legs together. 

“I bet you can, my slutty girl..” Keigo muttered, a curse falling from his lips. “Then do it. Cum from these fingers, baby..” Keigo said, licking over the bruises he left on her neck.

She bit down on her hand, laying her head against the cold wall of the dressing room. “Gonna cum..” She whispered, feeling her orgasm wash over her, her sensitive clit pulsating against his fingers.

Keigo closed his eyes, his cock twitching and his pace becoming sloppy as he came, leaving her thighs and panties sticky. Keigo’s breath hitched in her ear, his grip on her hip loosening. “You’re so fucking good... I want you to walk around with my cum on your thighs, on your pretty cunt, all over your panties. Make sure you know you’re mine. Even when we shop,” Keigo smiled, kissing her cheek with a giggle.

[thesolotomyhan]

narcos: jealousy hc poison

a/n: yall im so sorry this took so long but its here and i hope its not bad pls love me:(( on another note i finished my finals so let’s hope my energy matches my free time now to get requests rolling out for you amores :) anyways lets get into it,, 

Tags: @fandomnerd16 @visintaes @sheeshgivemeabreak @artemiseamoon @fleurfatale89

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Warnings: NSFW! you know the drill + its longgg

alright, so i get a feeling this would happen in the beginnings of your relationship with poison

like when no one actually knew that you two were dating-

every one of the guys just kinda think youre his friend since they’ve never seen you before and they dont expect poison being someone to be in a relationship you feel???

but either way, i imagine this would happen in the club with all the sicarios because the v i b e sss im feeling are coming from here,,

and also the fact that his ass would come up with some shit like “she’s just a friend, nada mas”

especially once quica gives him that shit eating smile when he sees poison pull out a chair out for you,, holding your hand- just acting like this gentlemen all of a sudden,,

omg- you would probably give poison this subtle look like really?? a friend? but,, just him giving you this nod like just go with it please

and honestly i can see this going smoothly like no problem whatsoever, youre both having a good time ya know,,,

like at this point he has his arm slung around the back of your chair,, everyones laughing and living the night and just- comfortable that he has you by his side and getting along with everyone,,,

but here we fucking go-

i would bet money that quica would be that mf to sweep in next to poison as soon as you get up to go to the bathroom or get some more drinks or something,,

just- this smiling dumbass telling poison he’s going to dance with you once you come back,, just so he can provoke poison because i know he fucking would,,

like i can imagine quica was already trying to get a rise out of poison throughout the night by making sure to direct his fucking jokes to you,, make you laugh and talk with him more than poisons dry ass-

and just before poison can even shut that idea down, quica’s already over here saying something like “what? pense que ella era solo una amiga? i want to dance with your friend, acabo se ve que a ella le caigo mejor que vos”

and omg- the way poison would just glare as he watches quica get up and walk up to you before you reach the table

and you wanting to be social,, honestly dont think much about it,, like its just a quick innocent dance with poisons friend,, nothing could go wrong-

but yall i JUST KNOW once quica has you bien pegadito with him

his ass would be looking over your shoulder at poison, making sure to get his reaction everytime he pulls your body closer with his, or every time he leans in to your ear making you laugh at something he said-

and poison’s over here not paying a single attention to what sure shots telling him,, like his whole attention is on you and quica-

cursing under his breath as he watches the way youre dancing with quica instead of him

and the way youre letting him pull your body closer into his with his hand on the small of your back-

just,, bouncing his leg impatiently every time he sees you laugh and just his eyes becoming darker everytime he makes eyecontact with quicas smirking ass-

wOW just poison having this tense posture,, lips sealed so tight that his hand is itching to reach into his back pocket to pull his gun out,,

and its not until hes had enough once he catches quica’s hand getting too close to his liking near your ass

and like a switch was FLIPPED because all i can imagine is pissed off poison, abruptly getting up that it knocks his chair over,, his jaw clenched as he strides over to the two of you so quick,,,

and just ripping quica off of you, almost making him fall and poison is just heated as hes ready to knock the shit out of him at any second as he stands in between the two of you - “hijo de puta, que te pasa, no la toques aSI”

god,, the intense ass stare off between the both of them, the red lighting of the club and bumping of the music only stirring more emotions in poison wanting nothing more than to wipe quicas smug smile off his face-

but then just,, poison snatching your arm when he turns around, not about to make an even bigger scene already as he drags you out,,

he wont utter a single word to you throughout the car ride, b/c im just imagining him having this death grip on the steering wheel,,, scowl on his face not wanting to hear a single word from you either right now,,

ohh fuck,, ok and once you both get home you would just head straight to the bedroom because at this point you just think he needs a moment to himself,, get some space b/c the atmosphere is fucking t h i c k

bUT then him GraBbing the back of your neck before you walk away,, roughly pulling you back into him and kissing you, not giving you a minute to even think

his hands would be roaming your body,, pushing you back to the bedroom, as youre desperately moving to take his clothes off as he tears off yours, not caring if they ripped or not in the process,,

wow- him dropping you on the bed as he stands at the end,, watching as you come up to him on your knees, your hands coming to unbuckle his pants as you feel his hands grip your ass

and the innocent look your giving him only makes him harder than he already is even tho he wants so badly to be mad at you-

“perdoname papi, no quise hacerte enojar” omg

and then him just giving you these abrupt rough spanks that you know are going to leave marks as he pulls you closer into him,, moving to knead your ass,,, your faces almost touching-

and before you can say anything else,, hes already turning you around and pushing you down onto the bed with your ass up, massaging you to alleviate the pain-

WOW ok,, this is leading into doggy style where he would have you almost ripping the pillows under you as you feel his bruising grip continuously tighten on your hips while he thrusts into you from behind,

just- having you to the point where when he looks down,,, your wobbling knees are about to give out,, your cum dripping down your legs onto the sheets,, and your muffled screams of his name being drowned out by your face in the pillow,,

and him pulling your body up to his by your hair, never once slowing down his thrusts as he places one of his hands on top of yours encouraging you to lick your fingers and touch yourself for him,, beg for him to make you cum- im sorry

i wow, just him holding your body up when you almost collapse,, his movements not once stopping even when youve moved your hand away from your clit,, just getting you until your pleading moans turn incoherent,,  

-turning you around on your back,, and moving to hold both of your arms above your head,, driving his hips roughly into you again not giving you a second to breathe,, 

forcing your legs to stay open with his body when he feels you start to squeeze them around him because you want to so badly close your legs,,

god- his hand coming to grasp your neck,, moving one of your legs over his shoulder as he moves his other hand down to play with your throbbing clit-

“de quien eres, mamacita? tu crees que ese malparido te puede chingar asi?”

and dear god,, you cant even make his name sound coherent because your brain is solely focused on the snapping of his hips, his cock so deeply buried inside of you,, his fingers overdriving your stimulation and the feeling of his other hand increasingly adding pressure to your neck-

and the only thing coming out of your mouth is loud whimpers as you throw your head back,,, the feeling of his teeth sinking into your jaw has you feeling so many emotions as you dig your nails into his shoulders- 

just- him constantly reminding you that hes the only one able to make you feel like this,, making you stutter parts of his name out- i

making a mess out of you ok,, silencing you when you try to tell him you cant do another orgasm but telling you that you made him do this to you so you better take it to remind you that no eres de nadie mas,, 

holding your trembling legs open as he watches you still take him in by the way you let out moans of his name and the rise of your hips when he bottoms out- im not ok

wow just- by the time he’s done with you,, your whole body is jolting and covered in marks, your soreness starting to show,, and no words coming out of you as he ghosts his hand over you,,

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

Sweet 99 headcannons

You guys. Im so sad that hes dead- so please cry with me as I create sad but sweet headcannons for our legend himself he deserved so much more.

But this also got really sad at the end.

-you met him through Echo and Fives and happyily at that

-you didnt like that he was bullied just because how he came out- wreak havoc with your jedi-padawan powers

-they still make fun of him sadly

-" You cant talk to him like that!" "Please! Look at him!" "I have! Whats there to point and laugh at?!"

-since Shakk-Ti is your master you spent most of your time on Kamino so you're always there to visit you best and only friend, 99.

-you often help him clean up and do it happily

-you both eat lunch together away from everybody

-your always telling him that one day when your a jedi master that you'll help change the way clones are treated

-litterally is a dad to you

-your still considered a youngling as you are a young Padawan, so when you have freetime you make bracelets you both have matching ones

-is constantly proud of you, you arent really social, so when you made friends with other younger clones and older ones he was all proud of you

-it makes you forget about the Jedi code to not form attachments

Wanna be sad like me yeah here:

You understood why when the Sepertist attacked Kamino, you forced to the front lines on the hanger bay to help fend off the droids.

"General! There's too many of them! Seek cover!"

"No! I can do this! Just! Contuie with the heavy fire-"

Pausing your heart dropped and your stomach turned. The world once filled with loud noise now filed with white noise.

"No..." she spoke her saber dropping from her hand as she held her head, feel the last breath from her own chest and the seering pain of blaster bullets.

They tried calling her name but she was having a mental breakdown in the middle of battle.

99 had been shot and killed.

Falling to her knees, blaster shots being stopped mid air from both sides.

"Get down now!" A trooper demanded, Y/n crying out in agony as all blaster bullets were forced back at the Sepertist droids.

"You killed him!" She cried standing to her feet the hundred or so droids who had not been killed were lifted into the air without a move of her hand.

"He's dead! He's dead because of you!" She shouted droids crushing into hunks of metal as they were thrown to the nearest wall with a throw of her arm.

All droids in the vicinity had been killed.

"General-"

She looked around tears still semi blurring her vision as she ran off, saber back in hand as she ran, and ran and ran, determined to find him.

Finally running into the barracks she seen him, laying on the floor.

"Y/n-"

"99- 99!"

Fives caught her mid way, holding her back.

"Let go of me!" She cried.

"Y/n!-"

She screamed at him begging to be let go.

"There's nothing you can do!" Fives demanded setting her down and holding her shoulders in place.

"But. I-" she tried to speak, "I'm a jedi! I can do something! I can do something! Anything!"

"Y/n!" Fives shouted as she stopped, tears running down her face, "You can't do anything. He's gone."

Falling forward Fives caught her, she crying out loudly as he attempted to soothe her.

-after that Shakk-Ti had sent you back to Corosuant, she knew you needed to get away from Kamino

-you become extremely stotic after the events, emotion a non-existent thing in your world

-when reassgined to Obi-Wan and Anakin for a time being, the clones thought maybe she hated them- the ones who didnt know what happened atleast

-constant nightmares after that day

-Anakin attempts to consult you, he knows how it feels to be in such anger and sadness and even recommended you an idea:

Walking into the 501st barracks the room became silent in uncertainty.

"I heard someone here does tattoos." Y/n spoke up.

They all looked at Tup.

"Uh. Yeah." He spoke putting the medical scissors on the tray of other supplies he was cleaning.

"Can I uh help you General?"

"I want you to tattoo something on me."

"Yeah. Uh where?" He asked.

"My temple."

The group looked at each other, "Kid thats a rough spot to get tattooed." Jeese spoke up, "I should know."

"Can you do it?" Y/n asked Tup as he looked at the others.

"Yeah. Mind me asking what it is?"

"99."

Fives perked up his head with Echo, but stayed silent.

"Thats it?" Tup asked

Y/n nodded, "and uh. How old are you? Just- seem a little young-"

"Im 17 dont patronize me." Y/n told him as Tup gestured for her to sit down.

The clones expecting crying from her but were met with utter silence.

"Uh. General. Mind me asking why exactly?" Jeese asked.

"I was close with a clone." Y/n spoke, "he was the last bit of human I really had in me. He's passed on now."

[untaemedqueen]

The Lions Den

Mafia!Taehyung x Wife!Hyejin

Genre: Mafia!AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Chapter 11.

Warnings: Smut, Blood, Guns, Knives, Excessive Cursing, Excessive Alcohol Intake, Smoking (Cigarettes and Cigars), Mental Health Issues

Warnings In This Chapter: Master Kink, Pet Kink, Belly Worship, Spitting, Cunnilingus, Dom!Taehyung, Brat!Hyejin, Bondage, Degradation (Slut), Pussy Slapping, Spit Swallowing, Pregnant Sex, Orgasm Denial, Edging, Cum Swallowing, Multiiple Orgasms, Cream Pie, Praise, Forced Orgasms, Clit Pinching, Squirting, Blood, Gorey Descriptions, Cut Body Parts

A/N: Shout out to @xjoonchildx​ and @ladyartemesia​ for beta-ing this and rooting me on

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Sequel to The Bird Cage

Soft and heart fluttering is the only way Taehyung would describe his wife. Her skin was soft, words softer. Her eyes were always soft in expression looking at him. With a groan he rolls over in bed before pressing his lips to her hair. His hand landing gently on her growing belly as he sighs. He’s loved this woman for years, probably since the first time he saw her. She was everything to him, his sun during the night. His moon that waned high in the sky. His lighthouse that guided him home. 

“Hye?” He whispers quietly in the morning lit room, his throat clearing away the sleep that enshrouded him a few minutes previously.

She was so constantly tired because of his son and if he didn’t have his best friend Jimin to tell him what to expect he would really be a lost puppy. She makes no move, gentle breaths through parted lips as she sleeps and he smiles gently before rubbing her belly as his son squirms within her. 

“I love you.” He whispers aloud before burying his face in her hair. 

It was many years ago now that he first saw her, he can remember how frail her body looked. Her eyes were so huge compared to her face then. She had a cute button nose, he remembers as he runs his hand over her belly. She gave him a gentle smile when he entered the mansion on her first day at work. Mirae worked her hard at first, to make sure she was up to the task at hand. He watched her clean the sitting room, his body hanging over the second floor railing as he sipped a glass of whisky. She was so precious, so shy and sweet. He couldn’t seem to find himself looking anywhere else on that first day. She was a distraction for him, a distraction from the man in the playroom that murdered his little sister. For the first time, in the longest time, he wasn’t angry or guilty when he looked at her.

He followed her everywhere on her first day, talking to her and smiling so brightly the sun couldn’t possibly be his rival. Her voice was small then, catering to every whim and stupid task he put her up to just to see her. He would ask her to bring him water every two hours, ‘for hydration purposes.’ But, in reality he just wanted to drink in as much of her as he possibly could. He hated the curfew that the maids were given, he wanted to see her far later than what was allowed. Which he brought up to Jimin a few times only to hear mumbles about how whipped he was from his best friend. 

She began to open up to him as time went on, the first few months she worked at the house Taehyung could feel his breath catching every time he laid eyes on her. Her body began to fill out again as she stayed longer and he felt this overwhelming sense of love and ardor for this maid. He remembers barging into Jimin’s office during a meeting once. Disregarding the two Im’s that sat before the desk before pointing his finger at his best friend. He remembered telling Jimin how much he wants Hyejin. To give him to her. Jimin snorted over the rim of his whisky glass, telling him she’s a person and not a birthday present. With the roll of his shoulders he pleaded with his best friend, pulling him out of the office to relay how happy she makes him and how she makes him forget about his anger and guilt over his sister. Jimin promised him that if Hyejin wanted him, he could gladly have her. He had never seen his best friend so happy and he would want nothing more for Taehyung.

He can remember the times when he would sneak downstairs after curfew. Knocking gently on Hyejin’s door to see her. He can remember her voice laced with sleep as she would open the door a few inches and they would sit on the floor and talk to each other through the cracked door. He would ask her trivial questions he was dying to know. Like her favorite color and season. Her favorite food and favorite time of day. All to get to know the woman before him better. 

He remembers taking her out after curfew to the back garden where they sat and talked about every little thing and nothing at all. He held her then for the first time. He kissed her for the first time there too. He took her virginity that night, took her everything and made it his. He can remember everything with her so well it feels like just yesterday.

Now here he was, years later. Arms wrapped around the woman of his dreams as she grows his child within her. He runs his fingers over her stomach, sighing as he buries his face in her black hair. She groans gently as his son kicks harshly within her, clicking his teeth he sits up before pressing his lips to her bare belly. “Enough now, Hyungwon.” He chides as she runs her hands over her face. He shushes her gently, before kissing up her naked body. 

"Sleep more, you deserve to rest." He whispers before pressing his lips to her forehead. She hums to him before blinking slowly, wiping the sleep from her eyes. "I'm awake now." She mutters and he chuckles against her temple as his lips drift lazily over the skin.

"I love you." He mumbles before hugging her tightly. She gives a small giggle, smile widening on her face as he rocks her gently in their large bed. "I love you too."

Taehyung feels the warmth of her against him, the supple globes of her ass pressed closely to his crotch and he hums to her. "I've missed you these past few days, you've been too tired for me, my love." He jeers as she turns on to her back. Her hair sprawling out on the pillow beneath her as he runs his hand over her stomach. 

"You're the one that got me so tired in the first place." She chides him before pointing at her growing belly. He opens his mouth, fawning surprise before kissing her lips gently. "Oh don't you dare pretend like you weren't begging me to knock your filthy cunt up." He mutters before spreading her knees. He situates himself between them as his hands run over the bump he so diligently has made. He takes his time, his coffee irises blowing out as he watches her dark, puffy nipples begin to harden at his smooth circles on her belly. 

"You know, Hye. Just say the word and Master will treat you like a good little girl." He whispers as Hyejin gives a short laugh. Her head lolls over to the clock. "I'm going to get my nails done with Y/N and her sister." Hyejin tells her husband as he pins her shoulders down to the bed. He clicks his teeth as his body bows down, gently he presses his stomach to hers as his lips drift over her jawline.

"Why don't you be a good girl and tell them you have morning sickness. You just can't make it today." Every word is sensually punctualised with a kiss, working his lips down towards her swollen breasts. She takes in a sharp breath as his now ragged breath fans over her pert nipple. "Do as I say pet. And, you'll get to cum all over my cock." His tongue snakes past his lips before licking at her stiff peaked nipple. 

“Tae, come on. Y/N just started talking to me again I don’t want to- oh!” The corners of his lips flicker upwards before encircling her areola, he suckles gently at her sensitive flesh. Her back bows off of the bed as she whimpers for him. His free hand rolls her other breast in hand, squeezing delicately to accommodate their growing size before he looks back up at her. His long black hair falls into his eyes as he smiles.

“Come on, baby. Play with me. Please? I have the whole day for you.” He blows gently on her nipple, sending shivers down her spine as she runs her fingers through his hair. The stubble on his chin tickles her as he bends back down. Suckling sweetly at the nipple as he rubs circles on her belly. He could feel his son squirming around as her hips wiggle. Liquid arousal pooling out and onto the sheets below.

With a scoff she reaches for her phone on the bed side table before blinking rapidly to drive away her lusty haze. “Good girl, pet.” He mumbles against her breast as she rapidly types out that she has morning sickness and won’t be able to make it. “Mmm.” He groans before kissing down the valley of her breasts. His lips kiss over her swollen skin, suckling gently at the flesh of her belly as she moans gently. Her fingers press the delete key a billion times before she can type properly. His hands spread her legs wider, thumbs stroking over her inner thighs as she whimpers quietly. 

“I’m getting impatient, pet.” He calls to her before suckling at her belly button. His tongue trails over the dark line that traipses from below her belly button to her sex. She sends the message before throwing her phone onto the bed with a moan. Her phone vibrates not long after, both of her best girlfriends sending her ‘get better’ messages. Taehyung lets out a soft chuckle before kissing at her belly and her head cranes up to watch him as her mouth drops open. “Lay down, don’t strain yourself.” He tells her before lifting his head. 

She whines lowly, “I want to see you, this belly sucks when I can’t see you.” He clicks his teeth before rubbing at the distended sides of her stomach.

“Don’t say negative things like that, Won can hear you.” He tells her before hooking his hands under her knees and pulling her to the edge of the bed. He jumps off the bed, sitting back on the balls of his feet as he dangles her legs over the edge. Pulling her closer, she sits up on her elbows. 

“Better?” He asks before brushing some of her stray hairs behind her ear. She nods with a smile, earning a snort from him before he bows down again. “You’re such a little cum slut, pet. It’s incredible.” He murmurs before splaying her pussy lips open with his fingers. He tuts his tongue as he stares lewdly at her swollen cunt. 

“You’re so swollen, pet. So fucking wet, Jesus.” He whispers before picking some arousal up with his fingers making her whimper. He brings them to his lips before tilting his head. 

“I guess someone is dying to get split open with my huge cock, hmm?” He asks before thrusting his fingers at her face. “Lick it up, taste what your little pregnant pussy makes.” He tells her and hums in appreciation as her lips open for him. He enters his fingers into her mouth before groaning as her tongue swirls around his digits. 

“That’s it, pet. Show me how needy you are.” With a whine she suckles delicately against his fingers. He pulls his fingers from her before wiping them on the bed sheets. He spits on her cunt earning a shiver from her as he watches his spittle mix with her arousal as her pussy clenches around nothing. He gives a kitten lick to her swollen clit, feeling the way it throbs on his tongue and he moans before grabbing at her thighs. He kneads the flesh before suckling harshly, loud moans ricocheting off the walls of their room as he laps his tongue against the bud. “Fuck! Master!”

Taehyung’s cock twitches at the word before looking up at her. Barely able to see him over the belly, she tugs at his hair as her hips begin to lift off of the bed gyrating for more. Inching two fingers towards her weeping cunt, he steadies her hips as he watches the baby move within her. “Watch it, pet. Watch our son.” He chided as she tugs at his hair for more. With a quick breath he’s standing before shoving her down into the mattress.  She gasps loudly as he grabs her wrists before tugging her up the bed.

“Defy me one more time, pet. I dare you. I was going to be nice but you’re being a fucking brat.” He says before grabbing the silken strands of fabric that are tied to the bed posts. 

Hyejin lets out a low whine before stamping her feet on the bed, “I’m sorry, Master. I just wanted more.” She whispers as he runs his hand over her belly before tying her hands to the bed posts. 

“I don’t fucking care what you want. You get what I give and if that isn’t clear enough I’ll tie your legs up and use you like a hole for me to fuck until I choose. Are you going to behave?” He asks her before kneeling between her legs as she strains against the fabric. With a pout she nods to him and he slaps her cunt once for good measure. 

“Words.” He demands her before letting his lips drift over her belly. 

“Yes, I’ll be good. I promise, Master.” He hums to her before thrusting two fingers into her needy pussy without warning. Her back arches, belly straining as she moans loudly. Her pussy was so much tighter, so much warmer in this state. It was almost dizzying, he couldn’t get enough. He finally understood what Jimin had been talking about all these years. Pumping his fingers in slowly, he bows back down to her cunt. 

"You're fucking soaked. Jesus." His lips encircle her clit as he sets a steady pace with his fingers. Her gasps and groans make his eyes screw shut. The pet name he so diligently trained into her is spoken throughout the quiet of the room as her hands grasp at the silk strands that keep her arms bound. "Yes. Master! Fuck!" 

He could feel her clenching around him, begging for release. Each harsh breath she takes, strains the skin on her growing stomach. Taehyung moans against her gently, lips and cheeks becoming coated in her arousal as he curls his fingers. "I want you to cum for me, pet. I want you to show me how much you love my fingers in your needy little cunt."

Suckling harshly at her clit, she gives a sharp moan before cumming. Her ears ring out with white noise as she bows off of the bed. Taehyung sits up, pulling his fingers slowly from her before spitting on her cunt. "Good girl, my sweet pet." 

He watches her for a second, enraptured by her gorgeous face as she lays blissed out before him. Kissing her belly languidly, he waits patiently before calling her attention back to him. Tugging down his boxers, he hums as her eyes become alight with wanting. "Look how much you love my cock. Drooling over it." He runs his thumb over her bottom lip slowly. Tongue peeking out, Hye runs it over the pad of his thumb and he shivers gently before tapping her cheek. 

"Sit up." His index and middle finger gather precum from his pooling slit before holding his fingers out. Sitting up, she waits patiently for instruction as he caresses her belly. 

"Open your slut hungry mouth." He tells her as he drifts the precum over her bottom lip. Like a good girl, she opens her mouth for him. He hums as he presses his fingers harshly on her tongue. She whimpers at the taste, stringy and musky on her tongue as he hooks his thumb below her jaw. He tugs her face around as she sucks diligently before pulling her closer to him. "Spread." 

Her legs open for him as he gets comfortable between them. Watching as she tugs harshly against her restraints with all her strength, he raises an eyebrow. Pulling his fingers out, he tuts his tongue to the roof of his mouth. "Misbehaving little slut, what did I tell you?"

"I get what you give." She whispers as he spreads her legs wider. She whines loudly as he restrains her ankles to each bottom bedpost. "Look at you. Flayed for me because you just can't fucking listen. Hmm?" His hand rears back before slapping her pussy. She gasps loudly, thighs quaking as she goes through the motions of overstimulation.

He's taught her before, he'll break her down before building her back up but Hye has always been a brat by nature. She always defies, it's in her personality. But, he was fine with it. Life wasn't anything but fun with this woman beneath him. "Little fucking brat, open your mouth." She pouts at her husband, defying him with her pretty face and he lets out a dark chuckle. 

Spanking her pussy against, he feels her arousal gush out of her. "Open your fucking mouth, pet." Gripping his cock, he slaps the bulbous head harshly to her clit watching her writhe beneath him.

He pinches her puffy nipple roughly, earning a sharp groan from his wife as he taps his hand to her cheek. "Let's go, pet." Reluctantly, she opens her mouth. 

Minding her belly, he leans over her before spitting into her mouth. "Swallow it." She does so with a whimper, arousal beginning to pool onto the bed sheets beneath her as she tries to close her legs for friction.

Taehyung prods at her pregnant cunt before running his hands over her belly. "Look at you. Filthy little cock whore. Filled with my son and still getting my cock all wet. What does that say about you?" He murmurs as he bends down.

His lips plucking at her pert nipple as she moans beneath him. "That I love you, Master. Always!" She whines as her hips lift off the bed begging to be filled. 

His expression softens for a mere second, thumb drifting over her cheekbone as he smirks down at her. He plants a chaste kiss to her lips before thrusting inside of her without warning. She screeches with pleasure, eyes watering as his large cock impales her. "Fucking tight cunt, Jesus Christ." His tongue licks at his lips, head lolling back as he buries himself to the hilt.

He lets her adjust to his large size. Admiring the way her small pussy stretches around him, he gives shallow thrusts as he kisses the top of her belly, tongue rolling over the distended skin. "You're so gorgeous, pet. So pretty filled with my child. Accommodating his growing size so well, you're perfect." She smiles up at him as he tightens all four of the restraints on her limbs. 

"Your pregnant little cunt feels so amazing." He rolls his hips, earning a groan as he fills every nook and cranny of her soaked pussy. He begins to harshly thrust within her, ogling the way her breasts bounce for him. "Oh my God! Master!" Hye pulls on her restraints as he fucks her into next week.

His tongue licks at his lips, hands drifting over her engorged skin. "What are you to me?" He asks loudly as he pulls her hips up. Her body quivers at the pleasure, eyes streaming with tears as she balls her hands into fists. Her words seem to have been fucked out of her as her mind grows fuzzy. 

"Answer me, pet." He demands before slapping her breast gently. It's just enough to bring her back down to Earth as the sting radiates through her body.

"A hole! Just a hole for you to fuck!" She whines, her mouth going dry in the process as he grunts at her answer.

"That's right. You're just a pregnant fucking cocksleeve for me to use. Just a pregnant little hole for me." She gasps loudly as he pinches her clit. The sound of obscenely pornographic squelching resonates throughout their bedroom as his cock begins to twitch and pulse.

"And because you're such a fucking brat, you don't get to cum. You can watch me cum in you and cry all over my cock."

"No! Tae! Please! I'll be good!" She gasps loudly as he presses her breasts together before spitting between them. 

"Too late, pet." He whispers before drilling himself home. She whines loudly, the pleasure white-hot but not enough stimulation to finally get her to the precipice. She watches him fuck her dilligently, his black hair sticking to his sweaty face as he kneads at the skin of her stomach. 

His cock throbs wildly, growing thicker and longer as his pent up frustrations from days before finally come to a head. "Oh fuck! Hye!" He curses loudly before gripping at her hips.

Bulldozing himself inside, he watches her weep for his cock. Loving the way she struggles against the restraints to cum for him. "Please! Please Tae!" 

"No." He mumbles through gritted teeth before his hips stutter. He shudders visibly with a loud groan as he cums inside of her. She sobs at the stop of movement within her, her knuckles going white as grips the silken strands of fabric above her. He sighs gently before pulling out of her. 

Gritting her teeth, she kicks her legs in frustration as his hands run over his sweating six pack. "Open your mouth, pet." He instructs as he holds his cum covered cock. Globs of white cum meet her eyes as crawls out from her legs. 

He straddles her shoulders then, smacking the cum coated head of his cock to her lips. She opens her mouth slightly and he smacks her lips once more, white dots of cum flecking her lips and cheek as he does so. "Wider, babe." The sweet pet name has her opening wider within a second. 

"Suck me clean. Get me hard again." He tells her as her lips engulf his cock. The taste of his cum is heavy on her tongue, musky and all hers as she bobs her head. Swallowing his cum, she moans loudly at the taste. Taehyung's head turns, his fingers making a V motion as he opens up her pussy lips. He smirks at her swollen cunt, brimming and frothed white with his seed. 

Hollowing her cheeks, she adores the way his length continues to grow in her mouth. "Good girl, pet." He whispers as his fingers dip through her messy folds. Gathering his cum on his fingers, he rubs gentle circles onto her clit before moaning as she swirls her tongue over his head. 

She moans in tandem with him, clit beginning to throb wanting more and more pleasure to cum again. "Look at how swollen you are, baby. Your pussy is so fucking red." He tells her before slapping her pussy once more. She writhes beneath him as he teases her, pinching her clit earning streams of spit and tears down her face.

He pulls out of her mouth, eyeing her stomach as his son moves within her and he chuckles at the sight. Climbing off he kisses her gently. His hand strokes languidly at his cock as he situates himself again between her thighs. "Fuck your clit is huge for me, right now." He tells her before spitting on her cunt. 

Her skin feels hot, pussy weeping with cum and arousal as she begs him to fill her. Dying to get off on his cock, she lifts her hips with a whine. "Alright." He whispers before prodding at her entrance again. He sets a ginger kiss to her stomach as he enters her slowly. 

His mouth drops open at the warm, wet feeling as her cunt engulfs him. "Fuck, you're so messy with my cum. You little slut. Feels so fucking good." He wipes her tear streaked cheeks with sweet strokes of his thumbs before beginning to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

"God, you're such a good girl letting me fuck your pregnant cunt like this. Letting me use your tight hole like a cocksleeve." Her moans grow louder as he rubs her clit with rough circles. The obscene amount of wetness between her folding making it easy to build her up to the precipice. 

"Oh fuck! Thank you, Master!" She whines loudly as she lifts her hips with each thrust. "You love it, don't you? Love taking my cock and cum deep in your needy slut of a cunt." 

"Yes, Master! I love when you fuck me!" He groans at her words, feeling her pussy begin to twitch and pulse around his length. 

"Fuck, look at you. Already cumming on my cock like a virgin." He murmurs as her thighs lock and quiver. Becoming a babbling mess, her moans are keen. Eyes rolling back as he pinches her clit skillfully between his fingers. 

"That's right, pet. Cum on my big cock." He whispers.

His thrusts become steadier, working hard to please his wife beneath him. Tugging harshly at the restraints, her back bows off the bed. Lips parting for air as her pleasure reaches its peak. "Cum." Taehyung demands.

With dull ears and eyes screwed shut, she orgasms for him. Voice reaching a new high as her hips gyrate on his cock. "Fuck! So tight! Good girl, baby." He praises as her cunt clamps around his length. With a whimper, her head lolls back finding it hard to concentrate on anything as she goes through the throes of pleasure.

He spreads her legs wider, hands pressing to either side of her belly as he begins to rut himself inside of her faster. Breath catching, she whimpers as he picks up her hips. The new angle is mind dazing. With every harsh thrust, the bulbous head of his cock brushes against the spongy patch of nerves within her. 

Gritting her teeth, she whines loudly as he fucks her though over stimulation. "T-Taehyung! I-I can't!" She gasps out, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks. 

"You were crying to cum, pet. What's wrong? You can't handle the pleasure I give you, hmm? I'll make you cum as many times as I want." Hyejin whimpers as he thrusts with purpose.

Picking her ankle up and slinging over his shoulder, he changes up the angle once more. Deeper inside her now, she screams for him. Her wrists become chaffed by the silk as he licks at his perfectly pink lips. "That's it, pet. Look how wet you make my fucking cock. Jesus." He can feel his own orgasm coming as he locks eyes with his wife.

She begins to blubber again, words having no origin nor ending as her eyes roll back. "Good girl." Pinching her clit, without warning she orgasms again on his cock. Her breasts raise towards the ceiling as her cum squirts onto his thighs.

"Fuck! Look at that!" He groans through clenched teeth before driving himself home. He could tell it was becoming too much for her and he takes pity as she whimpers his name beneath him. "I love you." He whispers as his cock throbs wildly for release.

"I love you too!" She cries out as he stutters inside her. He sighs loudly as ropes of cum lather her swollen cunt. Wiping his hand across his sweating forehead, his tongue purchases between his teeth as he chuckles. 

Pulling out ever so gently, his lips rest on her belly. Giving gentle kisses he unties her wrists expertly, not even having to look at the process he's done so many times before. "Did I put you to sleep my Won? Hmm?" He asks sweetly before untying her ankles. 

Hyejin groans as she closes her legs and with a laugh, he lays beside her. It's unspoken that she places her head on his shoulder. And, it's also unspoken as she drifts his fingers over her forearm. "I missed you, baby." He whispers before placing his hand over his heart.

She looks up at him, chin hooking onto his pectoral muscle as she smiles. "I missed you too. Hyungwon has made me so tired and that whole Im thing just took us apart for a while." He nods to her before closing his eyes.

His hand rests on her belly as he sighs loudly. "Anything I can do that will protect our family, I gotta do it." She nods in agreement before running her nails down his chest.

"I'm so happy that Y/N is talking to me again." Hyejin admits. 

Taehyung gives a tired smile before tilting his head to look down at her. "She was having a hard time being jealous. That isn't to say she wasn't happy for us but, I know just how much she wanted another baby." 

With an agreeing hum, Hyejin throws her leg over his. The afternoon had gone by so quickly, it almost shocked him as his wife's stomach growled. "He's hungry." He whispers before patting her thigh. 

They sit up together as he kisses her temple. "What does my beautiful wife want to eat today?" 

Wrapping his arms around her, his fingers run ticklish circles around her belly as she hums to herself. She buries her face into the nook of his neck, taking in his scent of fresh soap and lingonberries. Hugging him tightly, she runs her fingers over his abs.

"You're so indecisive." He says with a laugh.

Bending down he whispers to her stomach as he lays his head on her thigh. "Won, what do you want to eat? Mommy can't decide. Do you want ginger chicken? Or soup? Noodles? Tell daddy what you want." 

"Oh. Cold spicy noodles sound delicious. " Hyejin murmurs out, earning a chuckle from her husband. 

"Then I'll get it for you. Whatever you want." He says as he kisses her temple. Jumping out of the bed, the smile that spreads across his face is dazzling. Everything he could ever want was right in front of him.

Stepping out of the restaurant, he takes his mask off of his face before walking towards his new Porchse. A perfectly wonderful present from his best friend for his birthday.

"Kim Taehyung?" 

Swirling his body around on the drop of a dime, his hand grips at his gun in the back of his pants before nodding at the delivery boy that stands in front of him. 

"What do you want?" He asks, gripping his gun tighter as a white cardboard box is presented to him. 

"Delivery." The boy says as he holds the box out farther. 

"Oh yeah? From who?" Tae asks as he sets the food on the hood of his car.

"No return to sender, just said to deliver to Mokja for Kim Taehyung." He clicks his teeth before pointing at the hood.

"Put it down and get lost." He mutters out.

Bending down he pulls his knife out of his strap around his ankle watching the delivery boy put the box on the hood. 

Quickly, he hops back on his moped before handing Taehyung the clipboard. 

"I need you to sign." He says.

He rolls his eyes before grabbing the pen and signing his name. 

Chucking the pen at the boy, he turns his body to the white box. Stabbing the box twice, he steps back before huffing gently. 

"What are you?" He mutters before opening up the box.

Peeking inside he groans at the nose and toes that sit inside the bottom of the box. With wide eyes he closes the box back up before shivering. He has to talk to Jimin immediately. 

"Fucking freaks." He scoffs before grabbing the box and the food before hopping into the driver's seat of his car.

Something is very wrong.

[captainshazamerica]

If this Bruce doesn't adopt Tim I will! But I'm kinda scared for Tim I mean he's either gonna end up with Buce or the titans at some point, im afraid that something terrible is gonna happen his family and then titans/bruce takes him in? That boy loves batman and robin so much like even his family seeing the news knew how much it would upset him although I will say that for the brain that kid has he makes some pretty stupid decisions, hes driving around GOTHAM plastered in the bat-symbol that's not a good idea! the amount of lunatics that roam free in Gotham (and possibly have escaped from arkham) and hate the bat and hes driving around with the bat symbol on him KID be careful!

Some kind of Anti-fear toxin does seem more accurate cuz he's clearly taking something to not be afraid. Maybe it's something he found in Gotham and decided to try it and got addicted so he's using that lab place to try recreate it? and maybe he can't recreate it perfectly cuz in the crowbarring scene he seemed kinda anxious about his surroundings and he'd just taken that inhaler thing to overcome fear so I dunno?? Or maybe he went to arkham to see Crane for some reason and Crane has orchestrated the whole thing and told him about the drug but then wouldn't Crane have to know everyone's identity then? Dude I dunno I need more episodes even tho the low quality glitchyness is painful lol

There's probably an abundance of rooms to choose from at Wayne manor yet Jason takes Dicks old room and keeps the flying graysons posters up! I like to think that he does view dick as an older brother and just took his room to kind of have a connection to him and that he admires him hence the graysons posters being left up, yooo dick calling him his brother! I really want a nice family reunion with dick jason and bruce 💕

Babs was too mean to bruce when she went off like I get where she's coming from but yo lady his son just died dial it down like a notch yikes but also babs being like 'i wonder how long it'll take for bruce to replace jason and dick is all 'what no the last thing bruce is gonna do is rope another kid into this mess'. Cut to scene of Bruces potential robin folder 😅 but I also like that dick was trying to be considerate and compose himself for bruce but once he found out that bruce is idiot enough to pull another kid into this, that that's when he got mad and bruce so brokenly begging dick to come back and be robin 😢😢😢

I know the show is constantly trying to push bruce out/sideline him cuz it's a titans show not a bruce wayne show and I know they're going for a different portrayal of bruce which I'm not complaining about I do like this version of bruce (more than I thought actually) and this universe but I feel like they could have gave more cracks you know, I like that they showed him trying to avoid the reality of jasons death and just not stopping not even for a second and just immediately jump into another case and that breakdown verge where he's begging dick to be robin and then when he finally I guess let's the weight of jasons loss sit on him to the point where he whacks in jokers head with a crowbar just like he killed jason (he could have killed joker so many other ways like a less violent bullet to the head but oh no brucey crowbars him to death!!)

There's a lot of character stuff that i do like but that scene where he's in the cave on his knees scrubbing his sons blood out of the suit he died in, the suit that he only ever wore because of batman. 😢 I feel like they could have had him crack there and let out a gut wrenching scream and then just continue on doing what he was doing as if nothing happened and dick walking in on that should have had more of a reaction!? like he could have stopped in his tracks at the sight of his brothers blood all over his father and bruce screaming, dick could have like took a step back almost like he's gonna run but forces himself to stay there, because who wouldn't want to run from that and no matter how much horrible things you've dealt with before sometimes your brain does just take over against your will and makes you react, the rest of the scene just could have played out the way it did. Literally one ounce more emotion is all I wanted.

No one really emotionally cracked at jasons death. I get that it just happened and that people put walls up and denial can be such a prominent thing when a loved one dies but it couldn't have been that difficult to put in little mannerisms now and again to show that everyone is deeply hurt but holding it in. Honestly gar seemed more hurt to me than dick did. But I do like that dick reacted in detective mode and started trying to figure things out from jasons side so at least there's that.

This redhood is defo not an anti hero he has well and truly landslided into villian territory and I dunno how that's gonna be reconciled? they better not kill him off! and they better not just straight up keep redhood/jason as a full on villian! but if they do get through to jason and bring him back a little how the heck is that little man gonna deal with what he did to Hank?? I feel like they had a bond you know and for all Hanks talk about putting Jason down I really don't think that Hank would actually have killed him even if it came down to Hanks life vs Jasons I think Hank would rather die than kill Jason (but that's heavily biased cuz in my mind jason is my son and I freaking love hank sooo) but Hank to me puts on a hard front like 'yeah I'll get in your face I'll come at you b*tch' but internally he's like 'yeah I'll come at you to help you' 😅 like internally he defo has a lot of soft spots though that's not to say he'd be like this for someone like the joker or scarecrow or whatever guys like that he'd be like no screw you you die or go to arkham like byeee

Nevermind how jason is gonna come back from this though HOW IN THE ACTUAL SH*T is dawn gonna come back from this!!?!!

Random side note here but imagine Jasons first time in the batcave he would be so excited and trying to mess with everything and being like ohh what's that do and pressing random buttons and bruce having a hernia trying to get jason to stop before he accidentally blows the cave up 😅 also he has probably been caught several times trying to 'borrow' the batmobile, I can just picture him trying to sneak down the halls of the manor without the floor creaking and making it all the way into the cave and doing a victory dance cuz he didn't get caught and he hops on into the batmobile in his pj's and let's out a scream cuz alfred is sitting in the freakin passenger seat waiting for him and then they just hang out in the batmobile alfred had the good foresight to bring a flask of tea books and a blanket for jason

Speaking of Alfred I think it would have been more angsty and hurtful if Alfred died shortly after Jason and after a few days Jason claws his way out his grave and the first thing he sees is Alfreds headstone and that's how he finds out Alfred died : (((

This is so long girl I'm sorry I know it doesn't seem like it but I did restrain myself 😅 one more thing before I go maybe this Dick is the absolute worst mf and the reason babs feels betrayed by him and is so upset with him could be that he left her (or cheated on her) with Dawn cuz of that weird flashback thingy in the other season where dick dawn was a thing I dunno I hope not though that would be ughhh

Oh crap, you right about probably something bad will happen to Tim for Bruce or Titans to take him in, I was gonna say he could just demand to be in their lives to save Bruce/Dick like in the comics but he also has kinda shitty parents normally and these people seem cool so really it could go either direction, but like it’s Titans so it doesn’t look good lol. Also, I wonder if it’s gonna be Dick who is basically gonna adopt him this time since we already had a huge track record in just 2 seasons lmao. But I know right, true I like how his parents knew immediately how much the news would effect him 😭 I hope he goes down the making himself robin and forcing himself in Dick and Bruce’s life xD I love that route. Lmao, the kid is all book smart, very little street smart when it doesn’t have to do with outsmarting someone XD

I was also rewatching and that gas he takes def has to be some anti fear toxin cause he mentions fear so many times and flash backed to his near death fall, which he felt was probably holding him and back and thus had to prove himself and adds to whatever is influencing him. But ohhh he did seem pretty dang anxious at the carnival grounds, that’s a really interesting theory but recreating something he found hmm, I can see that.

Apparently according to a YouTube who got to see the first 5 episodes, we find out what his deal is a lot more in episode 5, so one more week hopefully

Brooo trueee, I couldn’t believe jason took dick’s room and like didn’t even change anything. Like Jason looks or at least use to look up to Dick SO much, like in his first episode in the first season, he went on quite a lot about how much he had always wanted to meet him and how much he looked up to him, which is probably also fueling his red hood rage, being hurt by your idol and brother like he did in S2 must have really just killed the boy. But yes omg, there freaking better be a dang family reunion scene like, after so much angst we deserve that 😭

And yesss, I loved seeing how mature Dick is getting and just how much he is growing as a character, the fact he was so calm and considerate with Bruce at first really shows that compared to s1 Dick, only breaking when Bruce tried to get more kids involved. That scene by Brenton was sooo well acted omg, the way he yelled that he doesn’t want to robin again, heartbreaking man. And Bruce begging like that omg

Yeah, this version of Bruce is def so different than any Bruce we have seen on screen before, like def the most emotionally constipated, and that’s saying something xD But I like how they are taking a risk, it also helps Dick’s character more and give him more of an arc, as he seems to be taking on Bruce’s normal role with Jason and red hood. Bro, you are so right omg, like the fact Bruce could have killed the joker in any way and he does it with the dang crowbar. It really shows how broken he really was and why the man shouldn’t depressing any and every damn feeling and emotion lol.

Omg, I love how you have the exact details of what you wanted to happen in that one Bruce and Dick scene 😂👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 bro if you dont already you should totally write fanfics cause that was so detailed, I love it

Yeah, I do wish someone cracked (other than Bruce lmao) a bit more, but I do think each character reacted in character though, like it is very Dick(at least this version of Dick, other versions may break down tbh) to put everything into solving the case and figuring out what was up, that’s more this version’s way of caring than just breaking down, like he rarely ever has broken down completely. I think dawn could have been a little more emotional about the death (tho she has enough coming for her lmao). Connor didn’t know Jason that well so it makes sense he would just be sad. Gar seemed pretty sad and in character about it, maybe could have had a bit more, same with Kori, tho she showed it by being almost angry and fiercely protective of everyone else, so I think that makes sense for her. It would have been interesting to see how Rachel and Rose would have reacted though (where did rose go btw?! She would so have a reaction to Jason’s death). But yeah, i wish there was more resolution and break downs for Jason, but also it may have just not felt real since they weren’t there? But I agree

You think? Idk, I think they could def still make him an anti hero towards the end, especially if it’s crane behind the whole thing. Cause if they don’t they are gonna have to go down the gosh awful overused villain gets redeemed while he dies/only to die right freaking after , and I will be so freaking livid if they do that omg. Like they better freaking not. But true, he would be broken by what he did to Hank, oh yikes. But I can see him then that leading to the anti hero path, like he would never go back to be on the titans cause he would feel too guilty, thus giving more of a reason for the anti hero life. But I know, I loved Jason and Hank’s love hate relationship 😭😭😭😭 You know Hank secretly loved the kid and probably saw himself in him.

Yikes poor dawn, you right. Like I have no idea how she is gonna be now like wow.

OMG GIRL, You are on a hc angst train today!!!! That scenario of Alfred dying right after jason and Jason climbing out to see Alfred’s?! Heartbreaking!

But I can’t believe they killed Alfred off so casually tho😭

Omg I swear if they freaking show Dick having cheated on Babs I will be so freaking pissed omg, he better have not! Im hoping they had a more high school romance thing/grew up together then got together type of thing

And omg don’t apologize I LOVED IT and reading your asks!!! I feel ya too!

[thewritingstar]

Sorry for asking so much but if u dont mind i like to think that blossom sees boomer like his little bro so lile one day boomer having panic attack and blossom helping him. God i love my bby boy suffering

Oh don’t apologize! I love it! Ask as much as you want love. Fun fact, I used to have panic disorder from the age of 6- 17 so I know all about panic attacks. That wasn’t a very fun fact but uhhh, hope you enjoy!

Everything in this fic is from my own experience and I also took psychology as well. 

So I’m going to write this with my version of my own attacks so what you see boomer having is equivalent to mine. From my own experience just so that no one comes for me, I can’t speak for about ten minutes and its had to move so im either sitting or under neath something like a desk. Once I can talk, I stutter and can barely form full sentences. Its important to know that panic attack and anxiety attacks are much different as the first doesn’t have triggers but the second does. Also the first thought you have when you going into a panic attack is thinking you are about to die, scary but its true. 

Now that is out of the way, I hope you enjoy this fic and sorry that it took so long to do!

Pairing: Blossom and Boomer (non shipping) 

Fandom: Powerpuff Girls 

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She never really knew how or why she heard it. Super hearing gave you many things but hearing the worlds smallest sob escape trembling lips was never something she usually picked up on. 

It buzzed in her ear and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up with a slight chill. Soon her feet were taking her upstairs and it was the first time she had ignored the hall pass rule. 

Being a hero meant she had to be ready for anything. Monster attacks, demons rising from the pits of hell and even gangs shooting up stores, it was all part of the deal, yet there were some problems that not even super powers could handle. 

She opened the door to the roof slowly before stepping out and feeling the crisp and cool air of the morning. It would have been peaceful if someone wasn’t crying. Her foot steps were that of a ghost as she walked towards the other end and she dropped to her knees before placing a hand on a trembling shoulder. 

“Boomer?” she asked quietly. 

The blond boy looked up, his eyes had been blown wide and were rubbed red to the point that they might scar. His lips trembled as he said nothing stared at her with an empty look. 

She felt frightened in that moment, not for her well being but his. She watched as his lips parted but nothing came out. He tried to speak but his voice was like a desert. Dry and bare. 

His eyes searched for an answer, something to cling and grab onto so he could swim.

“Boomer, are you okay?” She asked knowing the answer already. Again, no words but blue eyes that begged for help. 

His breathing picked up, hyperventilation coming into play and he brought his hands to his ears and slammed his foot down as if to drown out the silence. Blossom searched for any sign of what could have hurt him, she had to think. There was nothing, no monster or attack and he didn’t seem physically hurt, so what could- 

Oh. Oh. OH. 

She should have known what was happening the minute it she saw him. Her advanced psychology classes came into handy just now. 

“Boomer.” She said softly and he opened his eyes. “I think you are having a panic attack.” His eyebrows furrowed and she bit her lip. “Okay maybe you are aware of that but I’m going to help you through this, okay?” 

Boomer said nothing and she didn’t expect him too. She made a mental note that he was going non verbal during these and maybe that's why he couldn’t call for help. 

Blossom dug through her bag for her notes and found it in record time. “Okay lets see, panic attacks.” She began to read. “The first thing that happens during an attack is the thought of death. Oh.” She frown. “There is a constant state of panic that last five to ten minutes but the after math of the fear could last hours. In order to stop a panic attack, the person experiencing it must wait it out or an extreme reaction can help quicken the process, other than that, there's nothing to do.” She scoffed. “Gee that was helpful.” 

All she needed was a distraction, she could do that. She could tell a joke? No, she wasn’t good at those and only got a humorous reaction from her clumsiness. Instead of trying to figure it out, her phone was her next best guess. 

“Don’t worry Boomer, I got you.” She smiled. She went to a few different sources and found one. “Ice in the mouth. It should trick your brain into thinking about it instead.” Blossom looked around. “Where can I get ice?”

She suddenly felt a finger poke at her cheek. She looked at Boomer who was point at his mouth then to her. Oh! 

“My ice breath!” She cheered and held out her hand and carefully blowed until a small cube formed in her hand. “I’m not sure Boomer that might be a little gross-” 

The cube was taken and before she could protest, it was in his mouth. 

“Okay then, how's that working?” She questioned with a soft expression. 

He looked from the left then to the right as he shifted the ice in his mouth. Slowly he opened his mouth, his voice breaking as he spoke. 

“I-” He tried to say as tears formed in his eyes again. 

Blossom put her hand on his and ushered him not to speak. 

“Its okay, you don't have to say anything. You got through it, I’m sorry I was only here at the end but you did it, Boomer.” She said proudly. 

He wiped his tears with his sleeve that was already soaked from earlier and leaned to grab her shoulder and pull her into a hug. She felt the tension from his shoulders fall instantly and his heart rate slower to a more desired rate as he hugged her tighter and held her for a moment. She didn’t dare budge but gave him a squeeze and ruffled his hair as he pulled away. 

“Your face is awfully red, maybe you should go home.” She said as she helped him stand. 

He nodded and grabbed his bag. “T-thank you.” He croaked. “No one has ever been with me before.” He said sadly. 

She frowned. “Does Brick know?” 

Boomer shifted on the balls of his feet. “No.” 

“Do...do you have these often?” She was almost afraid to ask. 

“Once a month maybe. Most of the time I’m at home, haven’t have a public one in a while.” 

“Was there anything that could have caused it?” 

He bit his lip and shrugged. “No. You read those books, they are random but Brick and Butch fighting constantly and the stress of school doesn’t help. But it's okay.” He offered her a smile. “That ice trick worked really well. Without you, I probably would have been there until school got out. I’m just really happy it was you and not anyone else.” He said honestly. 

“I think you should tell your brothers. You can barely speak in that state and I would hate for something to happen when you couldn’t call out for anyone.” 

He tightened his hold on his backpack and gulped. “I don’t want to. Its embarrassing. I’d rather keep it to myself, I can handle it.” 

She knew there was no way he would budge. She exhaled and pulled his phone  from his pocket. 

“hey what are-”

“Im installing a safety button. My sisters and I have a button that we can push that automatic lets us know when we are in danger and can’t speak. It's mostly for missions and things like that but this is just as important.” She handed him his phone back. “So when ever this happens and you feel like you need some help or someone to just sit there with you, I’m one click away.” 

He stared at the button and placed his thumb over it. A beeping noise came from Blossoms phone and she pulled it out to silence it. “See like that.” 

A wave of emotions came over Boomer as he began to tear up for the hundredth time. “Blossom, I don’t think you know how much this means to me.” 

Blossom brought him in for another hug. “You won’t be alone any longer, I promise.” 

She felt him nod against her shoulder and wiped the tear steaming down his cheek with her thumb. “Lets go get you check out to the office and sent home, you should rest.” 

“Yeah. I’m a little dizzy.” 

She wrapped her arm around his and the began to walk towards the office just as the bell rang. 

“Damn it, I miss third period.” Boomer sighed. 

“Its fine. Buttercup will give you the homework and I’ll get anything else you need.” 

“You really don’t have to Bloss.” 

“As a hero and more importantly, a friend, I will.” Blossom said.

“Boomer.” They heard a voice behind and she knew instantly it was Brick. 

They stopped walking just as Brick came in front of them. “The hell are you doing?” Brick asked as he looked at their conjoined arms. 

Boomer was about to say something but Blossom squeezed his arm. 

“Hes not feeling well and I’m sending him home.” Blossom stated. 

“You were fine this morning.” Brick narrowed his eyes. “Buttercup said you ditched class.” 

“He didn’t ditch. Some of us have emotions and right now Boomer is not feeling too well, he can explain on his own time but as his now older sister, I am making him go home and rest.”

“What she said.” Boomer said just as he yawned. 

Brick rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Fine, go home.” 

Boomer gave him a small smile. 

“Go on ahead, I’ll meet you in the office.” Blossom said as Boomer walked ahead. 

“Is he really sick?” Brick asked and she could sense that he was really worried.

“I wouldn’t say that but its also not my place. Just go easy on him, he's having a hard time right now and I think having his brother help him through it would be good for both of you.” She reassured him. 

“Alright, whatever. I’ll make sure Boomer is fine.” 

Blossom smiled and kissed him quickly on the cheek. “You're so sweet.” She gushed dramatically. 

Bricks face flushed slightly as he took her hand and tried to hide his smirk. “Yeah. Yeah. Let’s not be late to chemistry.” 

“Would love too but I have to go use my puff powers to get my new little brother home.” 

“Little brother?” Brick shook his head. “What are you adopting him next?” 

“I just might.” She smiled. “I’ll see ya in class.” She winked as she headed towards the office. 

She found Boomer sitting in one of the chairs. “If you could stop canoodling with my brother, I would like to leave, I got a massive headache and my face is a disaster from crying.”

“We weren’t canoodling.” She said under her breath as she went up to the office lady. 

Boomer sat and watched as she talked. He felt better by a landslide since she came to help him and hearing her refer to him as a little brother made him a little more happy then he cared to admit. Watching Blossom talk and win over the woman made him smile as he hugged his arms together. 

“Yeah, big sis would be nice.” He said to himself but he didn't miss the way her lips turned up into a small smile. 

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I hope you enjoyed! I actually really liked this prompt and sometimes its good to read things that can help you in daily life. 

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Little Pet Pt Ten. 💋

Ending.

Nsfw.

Warnings. Blood. Stabbing, guns.

The hallucinations wore off after three hours. You could see clearly now and think again. No one was in the room with you besides the dead plants so Kai must have left with Nemoto at some point. You tried to loft your hands but your wrists were still strapped to the table. You could feel rough indents from the tight straps every time you tugged against them. You can endure a little more torture … for MrShigarakis sake.

Kai returned after a while, walking around the table watching your eyes follow him . He paid no mind though, even stopping to pick up each surgical tool to inspect them then place it back down. The clicking of the tools on the glass table made your fingertips flinch . Just pick one, get it over with…

Click

Click

Click

“Pick something!” You couldn't take much more . The sound was like nails on a chalkboard . Every tick made your whole body flinch and the stitches in your stomach ache. Kai put his scalpel down to turn to you , brow twitching slightly.

“Are you yelling at me? Telling me what to do? You want your stupid quirk back right?”

“You're not going to actually give it back…”

Kai reached into his jacket pulling out a gun and pointing it to your neck, pressing the barrel against your cold skin. “I had actually planned to return it to you with this. Because i'm curious to see how it reacts to quirk enhancers.. but now.” He set the gun down with the tools, the loud click sent a wince throughout your body.“You can wait longer.”

The door opened and Mimic came in as his tiny self and climbed up the table to sit with the tools and gun, picking up each one to look at it . Again. And again. And again.

“Mimic will keep you company till you're ready to behave” he waved his hand taking his leave.

Click

Click

Click…

Sweat fell from your forehead , each click made your toes flinch. Your breathing got heavy and you shut your eyes tight . Enduring. As best you could.

•••

At the hideout everyone was ready to go, Kurogiri had a warp gate open and Toga was swirling your blood around in a blood vial , her smile all the way up her face. Twice had a girly backpack over his shoulder and his hands on his hips, Dabi was about to step through the warp gate but Shigaraki grabbed his arm stopping him. Dabi groaned looking over his shoulder to see his Leader staring at Toga.

Toga jumped in place drinking the blood, she turned into you posing with her arms up. “How do i look!!!!”

Twice told her she looked like a slut and Dabi rolled his eyes. Shigaraki stared till Dabi shook his arm free.

“Boss. Lets go get the real one”

Shigaraki nodded slowly stepping through the warp gate with everyone, Twice waved before jumping through to Kurogiri.

••

Click

Stop it…

Click click.

Knock it off….

Click.

“STOP. MIMIC.”

Thud. It was the gun.

Tears fell from the corners of your eyes. It was constantly clicking , non stop for an hour and a half. He never let up , every now and then he would pick the gun up . It felt like every ten minutes he would pick it up and look it over granting you a couple seconds of silence. But everytime he put the gun down you screamed, yelling, crying , begging him to stop. He never did though, never even looked at you.

Click

Click

“Stab me”

Mimic was about to put the scalpel down but stopped to listen to you. You didn't even respond to the sweet silence anymore.

“Mimic stab me with that tool.”

Click.

“Kill me.”

Click.

“Please.” Twitch

Click.

“I'll do whatever you want”

Mimic left the doll appearing next to the glass table stretching . He joined you next to the surgical table scanning over your body. Your breathing was heavy under the white surgical sheet you had on. Your fingers finally stopped twitching to the noise and your eyes were very wide.

“Whatever I want?” He asked standing by your head running his fingers through your hair.

You nodded up at him then looking at the table then back to him. “But you need to stab me after, in the thigh. With that scalpel.”

He unzipped his jeans fishing his cock out and leaning over to grab the tool you wanted so bad. “But I thought you said to kill you?” He leaned over your forehead rubbing his cock in your hair.

“Kai will just bring me back, please, i just want to feel something. Anything. I want to feel you too”

“Oh?” He moved closer to your mouth, turning your head to the side. You licked him tugging at the restraints on your wrist . Mimic moaned reaching out to your restrained wrist, unhooking it for you. You reached up to grab his shaft and he let out another moan.

“Make sure you leave no trace..” he stabbed you in the thigh and your body jerked , you gagged around his cock coughing.

It's alright. It's alright. Just wait. Wait for the right time… you reached up to Mimic pulling him down till his head was near your chest impairing his vision. Your hand slid from his body to your thigh. You fought through your tears and burning pain in your thigh to keep him distracted, no matter what it took.

•••

About 5 minutes earlier Toga and Twice had ran into the Chisaki house as you causing all sorts of chaos distracting the members . Dabi slipped in going the opposite way of Toga and Shigaraki followed him.

They both sneaked around the hideout eventually finding their way down to the underground . Cement walls and long hallways, they checked each door finding nothing. Just empty rooms. Shigaraki was getting impatient . Where were you ? You're in so much trouble when he finds you..

A scream alerted them and both men followed the noise.

•••

Mimic was still leaning over you, nursing his cock down your throat . You couldn't breath but you were almost there. You had yanked the scalpel out of your thigh , your whine muffled enough for Mimic not to hear you. You slid the tool under your neck grabbing it with your restrained hand cutting the restraints off.

Mimic moaned pushing more of himself all the way down your throat. He's close, you've gotta hurry. You opened your left eye to see his chest hovering above you, his eyes were closed and he started to hump slightly. You flipped the scalpel around shoving it right into his balls then his chest.

Mimic screamed out falling back and onto the floor holding his side and his groin. You shot up fumbling with your ankle restraints.

“YOU GODDAMN BITCH” he tried to get up.

You fell off the table , your damaged leg giving out under you . You reached for the table and it fell with you. Blood fell from your hands as you searched the broken glass for the gun. You crawled looking everywhere cutting up your knees and legs . Mimic was dragging himself to you and your hand hit the gun. Quickly you turned it on yourself right when the door was burned down.

Dabi and Shigaraki ran in to see the situation. Mimic grabbed you and you pulled the trigger. The last thing you heard was Mr.Shigaraki’s voice and Dabi yelling.

••

You woke up in your bed all bandaged up and in a pair of grey sweatpants and a shirt . You felt foggy and your arms felt like they were being stabbed. No one was in the room with you but you could hear bickering and sarcasm. You reached down to touch your thigh feeling a bandage wrapped around it. Could you walk? Probably not but you needed to see him.

Your leg gave out once you got up causing you to fall to your knees. Very slowly you pushed yourself up limping till you got to the wall. You leaned on it to support yourself once you left the room. The bickering got louder the closer you got . Your arms were hurting bad by now and you didn't know why.

Could it…? Only one way to know.

You peered over the corner to see everyone except Mr. Shigaraki. Where was he? Was he okay?!? You didn't want to make yourself known yet so you limped to the door that led to your garden. The door was open a bit making it easy for you to nudge it open. You saw him standing by your garden staring down at it, the tabby cat that you made friends with sitting next to him.

Quietly the door closed behind you and the cat looked over meowing .

“Shut up.”

Meow.

“I said -“

“Mr...Shigaraki.”

Shigaraki turned so fast you didn't even see it . He stared for a very long time as if you were a dream or his mind playing a trick on him. Your leg gave out again and Shigaraki rushed over touching your face with four fingers . His eyes wide and his free hand shaking .

“Pet..”

“Yes.. Mr.Shigaraki.”

“What the hell .. were you thinking” his free hand cupped your cheek , his pinkie outreached.

You giggled, crying a tiny bit. “Protecting you. I … i love you MrShigaraki..”

the villain clicked his teeth looking away to hide his faint blush.

You wanted to hug him but your arms .. really hurt.

“Mr.Shigaraki. .. can i ask for something”

“Excuse me?” He looked back, folding his arms. “Ive got half a mind to lock you in that old room for a month.”

You giggled at his answer. “The sun. Please. I just want to see something. After that I will accept any punishment you have for me.”

He brought you out of the shade and over to the garden where the sun was . When those rays hit you your arms stopped hurting, thorns started to appear all over your arms in little stubs . You took in a deep breath standing up on your own . The bandages falling off you revealing healed skin. The garden grew tall and pretty and you had vines coming out of your hands wrapping around your arms. You looked over to see Shigaraki standing now. You had tears in your eyes.

“MR SHIGARAKI!!!! ITS BACK!!! My quirk is back.!!!”

He hugged you, not caring if your thorns stabbed him. You squeezed him tight crying .

“Y/N..”

he looked down at you , his face red. “What?”

“My name.. is Y/N..”

Shigaraki lightly gripped your cheek , rubbing his thumb on your lips. “I'm still going to call you Pet”

You nodded laughing saying that was fine too. You quickly gasped when his lips touched yours . The vines unwrapped from your arms and around Shigarakis instead. You cried hard kissing him back, leaning into him.

Shigaraki pulled away too look at the vines then at you. “Im still going to punish you, Pet. But i need to think of something else. I cant have you in that room now. “ You agreed hugging him.

“Pet.”

“Yes Mr. Shigaraki?”

“Im glad.. your okay. I love you too”

•••

A/N. AUGH I LOVE THIS SERIES ITS MY FAVORITE IVE EVER WRITTIN. Im so sad to have to end it . Thank you for reading and enjoying it with me .

@bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love

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[alyssaiswriting]

Not Officially

Before you read: I was trying to do something like my keep it to myself imagine but this is mainly smut 

Summary: Zabdiel gets jealous of your ex, even though you and Zabdiel aren't together- not officially at least

Warning: smut

word count: 1528

You didn't know what it was about Miguel that made you constantly let him back into your life, you did love him but the way you use too.

Hurt you and still, any time he called you willing accepted him.

Zabdiel watches from across the club with a death grip on his drink, Chris glances at his friend's white knuckles before following Zabdiel's gaze to you and Miguel dancing closely.

Chris has to admit he hated when you let that douchebag come around again too but Zabdiel looked like he wanted to beat the shit out of him.

No one knows how Zabdiel makes you gasp out his name in tiny breaths or how you make him grip his sheets while soft grunts leave his lips.

Miguel's hands slide up the outside of your thighs slowly and grip tightly onto your waist. Zabdiel's eyes linger on your exposed thighs for a bit, remembering how they felt wrapped around his head just a couple nights ago.

Your hand slides over your chest and to your neck just feeling yourself, unknowingly both you and Zabdiel get flashbacks of his hand trailing over the valley of your breast before grabbing your neck in a tight grip.

Zabdiel's jaw tightens as he watches Miguel touch what's his, though you weren't officially his girlfriend you were still his and he was not too eager to share.

Zabdiel knows it's wrong of him to be jealous when it was his idea not to be official, he's always on the road and hardly has time for a relationship which essentially gives you the freedom to look for anyone else you want.

One of these days whilst CNCO Is on the road you'll find yourself a nice man, who's willing and ready to tell the entire world that you belong to him- because who wouldn't, because you're amazing and anyone with two brain cells would immediately snatch you off the market.

The thought makes Zabdiel's blood boil. He doesn't want you to find someone that isn't him and think they're a better option especially not when that man is Miguel. Your ex who is a constant fuck up and takes advantage of the little love you still have for him.

"I'm going home," Zabdiel tells Chris handing him his drink that he's been clutching this whole time.

"You haven't even danced to one song" Chris frowns, Zabdiel loves coming to the clubs to dance.

"My dance partner is preoccupied" he points to you and Miguel.

Chris gestures to all the girls that have flocked to the boys "get another one"

Zabdiel looks around at the many girls who are begging for his attention before his eyes drift back to you. he doesn't want just any girl.

"I'll see you tomorrow" Zabdiel slaps a hand onto Chris's shoulder before departing.

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"I wanna hang out a little longer," Miguel says, you notice how his eyes look up at your apartment building.

You know he just wants to get in your pants again so you shake your head.

"Maybe another time," you lie as you start walking backwards towards the entrance of your building.

"Looking forward to it" Miguel smirks backing away towards his car.

You enter your apartment building and let out an exasperated sigh when you see the 'out of order' sign on the elevator.

Now you have to climb 5 flights of stairs to your floor.

When you finally reach your floor you pause for a bit trying to catch your breath, stairwells scare you so you all but ran up those stairs, halfway through you had to stop to take off your shoes.

When you look towards the end of the hall where your apartment is a smile tugs at your lips when you see Zabdiel leaning against your door already watching you.

with your heels in your hand, you make your way down the hall.

"What if I would've brought Miguel up? What would be your excuse for being at your 'friends' apartment so late at night" you tilt your head as you take your keys out of your purse.

Unlocking your front door you let yourself and Zabdiel in. "I probably would just tell him that I'm here to fuck you nice and good and he can just go home" and with that, you're being slammed against your now closed front door. Your heels fall to the floor with a thud.

getting real close to your face but not yet kissing you. "Hmm im pretty sure that would've been his plan." You smirk.

Zabdiel's eyes look to your lips before flicking back up to your eyes "yeah" he then leans in close to your ear, whispering  "but who can do it better?" He's running his hand along your thighs pushing your dress up as he speaks.

Your lips meet in a heated kiss But it doesn't last long cause Zabdiel pulls away and quickly turns you around to slam your front against the door. You gasp at the roughness.

Zabdiel then slowly tugs on the zipper of your dress, taking his sweet time as he reveals your smooth skin inch by inch.

When the zipper reaches the end you allow your dress to fall off your shoulders and pool around your feet at the floor. You're left in nothing but a thong since you chose not to wear a bra with that style of dress.

When Zabdiel is distracted by your exposed ass you try to turn around and face him but he stops you, pushing you further into the door before he rips down your underwear.

when he finally lets you turn around you on the collar of his jacket bringing Zabdiel to you capturing his lips with yours again. You have one arm around his neck and the other hand cupping his jaw whilst Zabdiel's hands go to your thighs lifting you up and walking over to the living room, never breaking the kiss, that is until he tosses you down on the couch.

Placing himself between your legs he goes straight for your neck, sucking and biting with focus, "no marks" you remind him even though you know it's already too late. you're sure he's purposely marking your skin.

Zabdiel licks a stripe along your neck making you moan quietly.

When Zabdiel pulls away you quickly tug at his clothes and he obliges to your silent plea tugging off his jacket and shirt while you unbutton his pants. Zabdiel helps you tug his pants and briefs down.

You slide down the couch just a bit so you can wrap your hand around his cock and slowly start pumping, moving his pre-cum around the tip.

Zabdiel's left-hand grips the back of the couch while his right-hand grabs onto your hip. "Oh, baby" he sighs.

You smile softly and place soft kisses along his collar bone.

Zabdiel let's go of the couch to wrap his hands behind your knees pushing you further up the couch making you let go of his cock, he spreads your legs wider so he can have a better fit.

Grabbing his cock, he runs the tip along your slit, when he hears your pleading whimper he doesn't waste time before shoving his cock so far in you, you see stars.

Zabdiel buries his face in the crook of your neck, nipping at the soft skin, he loves the sound of your moans in his ear as he starts rocking his hips into yours.

"Zab-" you gasp out when his thumb starts rubbing torturously slow circles on your clit.

Zabdiel captures your lips in a kiss, sucking on your bottom lip. He can feel her walls clenching around his cock making him groan.

Zabdiel leans back to get a better view of your face as he fucks into you deeper and faster. You look perfect with your mouth agape, and eyebrows knitted together, all he can think about is how he is the one making you look so good.

You feel your climax approaching and so does Zabdiel.

"Come I'm baby, cum on my dick for me" Zabdiel husks out.

You moan loudly as your hips thrust up to meet his when your orgasm comes in waves of pleasure.

"Fuck" Zabdiel chokes out as he spills out inside you.

Ridding out  your highs until you come down, Zabdiel reluctantly pulls away from you.

Still hovering over you with his forehead to yours he says your eyes are closed  "I want you to be my girlfriend"

Letting out a breathy "huh" opening your eyes.

Zabdiel pulls back to look into your eyes. "I'm tired of that stupid asshole coming back and threatening to take you away from me"  his hand comes up to cup your cheek as he whispers "please"

Your heart warms as a smile spreads across your face, nodding you say "ok"

Zabdiel smiles down at you, placing a soft loving kiss to your lips.

"The boys are gonna hate this," you say.

the boys have always hated how you and Zabdiel paired up like magnets even before you started anything physical.

"I don't give a fuck," Zabdiel says immediately kissing your lips again.

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A/N

I wrote this in like 40 minutes so if it sucks that’s why.

I edited this while watching Zabdiel’s live so if there’s a lot of typos, blame him.

also, I wrote this instead of writing for my creative writing class...

yall think I should turn this in as my assignment? ahsnjdnjk

Thank you for reading! <3

[gabriel-agreste-has-no-rights]

(Not a new fic, I just keep forgetting to officially post this one here)

Rating: T

Summary:  Ladybug's suit doesn't have any arch support. Luckily, she has a supportive partner who can help.

Word Count:  2262

Notes: Breaking my usual silly reveal fic brand for some ladynoir fluff.  Inspired by lnc2’s tumblr post: https://gabriel-agreste-has-no-rights.tumblr.com/post/190301790972/lnc2-lnc2-chat-noir-has-boots-but-what-about

Please ignore the fact that I may be misinterpreting Mister Bug and Lady Noire’s costume designs as well, it’s vaguely plot relevant lol

XXX

Long-distance akumas were the worst. She and Chat had swung, vaulted, and ran all the way across Paris to catch Cyclone, an akumatized cyclist upset he’d lost his place in the Tour de France.  A very very fast cyclist, thanks to Hawkmoth’s assistance.

“I think we should switch kwamis again,” Marinette grumbled as she dropped down to sit on the roof, her legs dangling off the side like the deadweight they were.  

“You know if you ever want to wear the clown costume all you have to do is ask.” Chat Noir smirked as he plopped down beside her, one foot resting over his knee. “I doubt I could’ve come up with what you did with the laundry detergent, though. I probably would’ve just asked for a jet pack. Or a motorcycle. Ooh, or maybe—”

“The Lucky Charm doesn’t work like that.”

“Maybe not for you. Maybe I just know what I want.” He leaned into her space, and it looked like he might have been wiggling his eyebrows, but it was hard to tell under his mask.

Marinette bit back a laugh and pushed him back by the nose. “Nice try.  I know exactly what I want in that regard, kitty.”

That statement was… not quite as true as it used to be.  She knew she was after blond hair and soft green eyes, after someone who was kind and sweet and selfless.  But before she’d realized it, the model smiles and loose t-shirts in her dreams were joined by teasing smirks and tight leather.

...But it was just because she spent so much time with Chat, that’s all.  For all the distance she’d tried to keep, it was hard to resist getting closer to him.  He was her best friend.

“The akuma right has nothing to do with it though,” she went on before she could fall down that rabbit hole again. “Well I guess it does a little. Sort of. I mean—I want your boots.”

Chat blinked. “I don’t think they’d fit you, Bug.”

“I mean,” she huffed, gesturing to her own suited feet, “I have no arch support whatsoever. The miraculous cure might fix the akuma’s damage, but I’m still left with two slabs of pain hanging at the end of my legs.”

They had (separately) dropped their transformations to feed their kwamis before suiting up again, but that hadn’t eased her aching feet either.  She was still really, really not looking forward to making it all the way back home. 

“Let me get this straight,” Chat said with a stifled snicker, “you want to borrow Plagg so your transformation will give you real shoes.”

“Hey, I’d like to see you run around my suit and not complain.  And your Mister Bug transformation doesn’t count.  Tikki gave you boots.”  She crossed her arms.  

He leaned back on his palms and smirked.  “Careful, Bugaboo.  I’m flattered you’re jealous of me, but green really isn’t your color.”

She shoved his arm, sending him flopping back on the roof with a laugh.

“I regret asking.  You keep the clown costume.”

He tucked his hands behind his head before flashing a wink.  “You just know you’d miss seeing me in black leather.”

“You’re impossible, you know that?”  She rolled her eyes, which kept her gaze from where Chat was stretched out, practically begging to be stared at.  She’d hate for her expression to prove him right.

“Im-paw-ssible, you mean.”  He gave a lopsided grin.  Yep, she could just focus on that, and not the way he was lounging like he was attempting to recreate one of Adrien’s model poses… and succeeding…

(Even best friends weren’t supposed to stare at each other like that, were they?)

His voice snapped her out of ogling him.  “If your feet really hurt, though, there’s always something else you could ask.”

“I already tried.”  She sighed.  If nothing else, the pain in her feet was also a good distraction from her unfairly attractive partner.  “Tikki can’t change the suit at this point.  Not unless I can drastically change how I see myself, but I can’t perform the mental gymnastics to pull that off.”

“I wasn’t talking about Tikki.”  He sat up abruptly and held out his hand.  “You know I’ll support you, even if your footwear won’t.”

Her nose scrunched.  “Sorry, Chat, but I don’t think moral support is going to heal my feet.”

“I didn’t mean moral support.  Foot massage, no strings attached.  For my partner who carries the whole world on her shoulders without even an insole.”

He beamed at her, as if rubbing her stinky, sweaty feet would be a favor to him.  

She shook her head.  “You really don’t have to, Chat.  My feet are disgusting.”  Especially after dashing across Paris all afternoon.  Her soles had to be caked in grit from every street in the city. 

“You could never disgust me, my Lady.”  He grinned dopily.  It should be illegal for him to show that kind of adoration with just a smile.  It was getting harder and harder to remember why she kept rejecting her partner.

Because you’re still in love with Adrien.  Because she couldn’t give Chat the kind of unwavering devotion he already showed her.  And because he didn’t deserve anything less.

...But he did offer the foot rubs with no strings attached.  With the way her feet were throbbing, to turn him down would be nothing but an act of pride.

“Alright, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

She kicked her feet up into his lap.  The suit protected her from the rough concrete and debris her feet were constantly exposed to, but the magical fabric barely dulled the soft touch of her partner’s hands.  All things considered, they’d shared weirder touches—they’d been tied up and tangled together more times than she could count at this point—but something about his soothing ministrations felt more intimate than she expected.  Maybe she’d just expected him to play a prank and tickle her, but this…

“If I would’ve known you’d do this, I would have asked you ages ago.”  Her voice was a little breathless as she laid back perpendicular to him.  His thumbs continued to massage heavenly patterns into the arch of her foot.

“So you’ll admit my hands are good for something besides using Cataclysm?”  His voice was teasing, but she didn’t care. Her foot had never felt this good. How much pain had built up there over the weeks and months of akuma fights?  

More importantly, how could she convince Chat to make this a regular thing?

“Yes,” she breathed.  “Where did you learn how to do this?  You have a side job as a masseuse?”

He chuckled but kept up the motion of his magical hands.  “Old friend, actually.  She always found ways to make me give her foot rubs when we were younger.”

“Lucky girl,” Marinette murmured, her eyes slipping closed.  He moved his attention to her other foot, working his way up from her heel towards her toes.  If this was how good Chat was with her feet…

Nope, nope, she was not letting that train of thought out of the station.

“Don’t worry, LB, your feet are much cuter than hers.”

“Please tell me you don’t have a weird thing for feet,” she blurted, apparently having lost her filter to his hands.

He just laughed, though.  “Only yours,” he said, and then she felt something soft press to the top of her big toe.

“Chat!”  She sprung upright to see him winking again before pulling his lips back from her foot.  “Gross!  You don’t know where that’s been!”

That only made him laugh harder—so hard he was actually gasping for breath.  “Your face!”

She snapped her jaw shut, only then realizing how dumbly she’d been gaping.  “You kissed my foot!  What did you expect me to do?”

“I kiss your hand all the time.”  He shrugged, his grin turning sly.  “So unless you have a thing for feet…”

“Oh my gosh, Chat, shut up.”  She covered her blushing cheeks, mostly just disappointed that there was no way she could both keep her dignity and ask him for another foot massage.

“I wouldn’t tell.  I’d give you alllll the foot rubs you want.”

“Tempting,” she muttered.

“Hmm?  What was that?”

She glared out from between her fingers, but couldn’t tell from his teasing grin if he’d actually heard her or not.

“I was just wondering,” she said, beginning to spin a plan in her mind.  “Foot massages aren’t that hard, really. Of course you’d be good at them.”

His grin fell to a pout.  “What are you getting at?”

“I mean, a real challenge would be giving a good neck and shoulder massage.  It takes a strong enough touch to ohhhhhhhh…”

She was gone.  He’d moved to kneel behind her, his fingers angled to keep his claws from pricking her as he dug into the knots that had been afflicting her for ages.  Anxiety and tension unraveled under the circular motions of his thumbs.

“What was that, Bugaboo?”  He whispered near her ear, sending shivers down her spine—shivers that he could probably feel, considering his hands had moved closer together to massage between her shoulderblades.

“You’re… terrible.”  

“Mm-hm.  I guess I should just stop, then—”

“Don’t you dare.”

Gone, gone, gone.  And from her quick response, he had to know it too.

His hands paused for half a second before starting again.

“As my Lady wishes,” he purred.

He didn’t hold back.  His fingers dug deep into muscles tight from use, pressing hard enough to make her wince at times.  But it still felt like heaven.  Why was she not dating this boy, again?

Bad Marinette, she told herself.  You can’t date your partner just to take advantage of his back rubs.  Or the fact that he’s hot.  Or the fact that he would literally die for you, and has proved so on several occasions.

Or the fact that he’s madly in love with you.  Can’t forget that.

Those reasons were not listed in order of importance, but they were rather compelling.  Particularly with his touch melting away her more rational objections.

She wasn’t sure how long it was (not long enough) when his hands finally stilled, resting with his thumbs gently brushing the curve of her shoulderblades.

“What do you say?  Did I pass the test?”  He asked, sounding a little self-conscious now.

Test of what?  Seeing if he could turn her into a puddle?  The answer to that was a definite yes, but she’d prefer to keep that information confidential for at least a little longer.

“Y-yeah.  Thanks, kitty.”  

Her skin missed his warmth as he drew back.

“Anytime, Bugaboo.”  

It sounded like he really was willing to let that be the end of that.  No strings attached.  But—

“I still owe you,” she said, tucking her legs under her and turning to face him.

“I had a feeling you’d say that,” he replied with a chuckle.  “You never do like to accept help, even from me.  Or maybe it’s especially from me…”

“That’s not it.”  She shook her head, scooting closer.  Was that really what he thought?  “We’re partners, Chat.  I just don’t want to take more than I give.”

“You give me plenty, Ladybug.”  His voice turned serious as his hand inched towards hers, before coming to rest on the concrete roof just a centimeter away.  “Just getting to spend time with you outside of fighting akumas is a treasure.  I wouldn’t ask for anything more than that.”

Despite his usual outrageous flirting, she knew that was true.  If she ever wanted him to stop, he would.

But she’d never wanted him to.  Maybe because she knew deep down, she’d been falling for him all along.

“Hmmmm.”  She looked away, out towards the sunset horizon.  “That’s too bad.”

“Huh?”

A grin tugged at her lips.  “I hear your Lucky Charm gives you exactly what you ask for.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched his expression turn from confusion, to shock, to hope.

“And you… know what I’d ask for, right?”

Her shrug screamed nonchalance.  She could only hope it would cover up the pounding of her heart.  

“I’ve got a pretty good idea.”

Maybe she couldn’t give Chat her whole heart yet.  And maybe part of her was being selfish, worn down by his teasing smiles and melting hands.  But… she had a feeling that if she let down this last barrier, it wouldn’t be long before she was giving him the same smitten look he directed at her now.

“Will you go out with me, my Lady?”  His hands were clasped beneath his chin, his tone practically begging.  It almost made her regret what she was about to say.  But she couldn’t let him off that easy.

“That depends.”  

Her quick reply startled him—but not as much as the soft, slow kiss she pressed to his cheek.  

She decided that she absolutely adored the stunned look on his face, the pink blooming beneath his mask, his golden eyelashes fluttering.  He was still gaping when she tossed one last wink over her shoulder.

“Can you catch me now that my feet are feline good again?”

And he was still gaping when she tossed her yo-yo out to the next roof.

“Ladybug, wait—!”

She was done waiting.  Maybe he had a point about the Lucky Charm—he’d always known what he wanted.  She’d always gotten what she needed.

Finally, it seemed those two things were one and the same.