#so he doesnt have a room cause he doesnt want to have a place where he's supposed to chill

[sheepispink]

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hybrid! reader x tf141, but they’re nocturnal and ghost HATES it

(insp by undeadgrimm cai bot with nocturnal reader, the intro, not the ai bot)

As an owl hybrid, you harbored incredible hearing and used it to your advantage, along with your night vision. The only issue with this fact was that your animal side was nocturnal. Thankfully, you’d trained your human side to follow the schedule of a regular soldier back in your rookie days, but with more stressful missions coming about sometimes your hybrid side would peek through, giving you instinctual bouts of insomnia, of a sort. Naturally, this led to the captain introducing a curfew for the team, though actually designed for you.

Tonight, you couldnt get an ounce of sleep no mattter how many times you twisted or turned or even ruffled your feathers. It seemed near impossible, a feeling in your chest driving you with an insatiable need to explore and potentially hunt. Your wings spread as you stand, stretching out to their full size before relaxing. You often tucked them behind you, as it was more convenient but with the lack of people around it was more than normal to let them stretch for a bit. As you make your way to the common room, your bleary eyes finally readjust to the surroundings and you instantly notice the clink of a glass as it settles on the counter. Having now rubbed away the sleep in your eyes, you can faintly see the outline of a familiar mask, only the white bone marks showing despite your night vision.

He doesn’t bother waiting for your greeting, stepping out of the kitchen towards where you stand; your wings unintentionally form a curtain around your body— like a blanket almost. “You know the drill, back to bed, bird.” You mentally groan, rubbing your eyes with the heel of your palm. Of all the people to get caught awake by, the Lieutenant was by far the worst option. Not only was he practically the epitome of stoicism, but you’re convinced that he just has everything against you. Thankfully, it’s not in a ‘hybrids are disgusting creatures’ way, but more of ‘you’re a rookie and you need to be better’ way. After all, your training sessions with him are no joke. Despite that, you aren't particularly scared of him, despite the infamous reputation of the mask he wears. No, not when you know well that the Captain has far more authority over him— and over you too but that’s besides the point.

”But Lt…” You complain, flopping back on the small couch in the common room, intrigued by a packet of biscuits there. “You know I can't sleep, it’s not fair.” As expected, he doesnt take well to your excuses, only rolling his eyes up at you before snatching the biscuit pack. He places it on a higher shelf than usual, ensuring you can't have it. “Don’t care, go back to bed.” He tugs you easily off the couch, pushing you lightly towards the door.

“Aren't you awake too?”

“Do I get sleepy and grumpy during training?” You want to say yes, because you know damn well that he’s acted particularly grumpy once after getting minimal sleep. Then again, he is right about you getting annoyed during training. Regardless, even if you go back to bed, you won't be able to sleep anyways, the instinctual urge will probably just make you climb your walls. “I don't wanna just stare at the ceiling. C’mon, I just wanna walk around a bit. I won't stay up all night.”

He raises a brow at that, knowing damn well what happened last time he caught you up at this time and then he takes another step towards you, causing you to back up. “Told you, I dont care. Back to bed, now. Or i’ll carry you and duct tape you to your bed” He backs you against the door, but you’re desperate now and running on three hours of sleep. That also means you arent thinking sane in the slightest. And so, you cross your arms over your chest, a frown curving your lips.

“I’m telling Price on you.”

”You wouldnt dare.”

He stares at you, almost a challenging glare in his eyes and the bird inside you squirms, almost excited. It’s been a while since you’ve ruffled your feathers properly and this seems perfect. “Watch me.” You grin, and before he can react you’ve turned on your heel and dashed down the hallways. “You little—“

The heavy clacks of his boots start to pick up behind you, but you dont care, wings growing larger before spreading straight behind you in a way that’s almost streamlined. The height of these hallways are too low to fly, so you’ll have to rely on your legs for now. “Get back here—“ He’d growl if he was part animal too, but all he can do is grunt as you turn around another corner. He can see you rapidly approaching Price’s door now, almost barreling into the wood as you quickly knock. Awake as usual, Price calls you in and you turn at the last moment to flash him a cheeky grin before darting inside.

“You basta-“ He huffs as he stands in Price’s doorway, watching you sitting on the edge of his bed as you frown all innocently. “What the hell is going on here?”

He can only grumble, his hand grasping the door frame as Price frowns at him, clearly more amused than anything.

“He’s being mean to me— he wouldnt let me get a glass of water.”

Price looks back at you and then at Ghost, raising a brow at the man despite an amused look in his eyes. He clearly found the situation laughable and even Ghost couldnt retain his anger much longer. Still, he persisted, insistent on keeping the routine.

“They’re the one who's causing a racket. It’s way past their curfew! They should be asleep.”

He whisper shouts, eyes narrowed at his captain behind the surgical mask. Price just sighs, pushing the papers away; it was clearly time they all hit the hay. “You do realise that’s all our curfews? If they have to follow it, we do too. You shouldnt be up.”

“I dont care. They should be in bed—”

Price is about to laugh again when he hears a soft snore in the room, both of their gazes shifting to where you were behind Price’s swivel chair. You were still on the bed but now your lips were parted, hands in an almost starfish position as you laid on your back. His little chase with you had knocked the insomnia right out, leaving you snoring soundly beside Price until the sun shone once more.

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[ddejavvu]

Hi, i hope youre doing well ☺️

Could i request another part to animagus cat reader where reader cuddles with Remus during winter instead of Sirius because its cold and he runs warmer?? Like he'll be in the common room reading in an arm chair while reader catnaps on his lap while being pet and Sirius tells him to stop stealing his gf and James is jealous/whiny that he doesnt get to have cat snuggles.

part 1 / part 2

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Despite the two blankets layered in an inviting nest on Sirius's lap, Remus is the warmest person in the room. The fire crackes on its logs, offering scorching heat, but what you seek is gentle warmth, and you've found it between Remus's sweater and his undershirt. You're splayed over his chest much like a baby would be, your paws stretched out against his shoulders and your head pressed face-first into his chest. His sweater is tight enough that it holds you in place, and you don't have to worry about falling. It means that you're able to fully relax, and Sirius can hear your rampant purring from where he sits on the couch with a sour scowl on his face.

"If you just wore warmer clothes, you wouldn't be pissy right now," Remus muses, not bothering to grace the man with a glance away from his novel, "She only likes me 'cause my sweater is warm."

That's not entirely true. While Remus does tend to dress for comfort, and Sirius for style, Remus runs naturally hotter than your boyfriend. You don't have the heart to tell him that, though, so you mewl in agreement to Remus's statement.

"Sweaters are dumb," Sirius spits, and no one bothers to mention that he has a small collection of them for the snowy days on the grounds, "I look better in leather."

"Your loss," Remus shrugs, and to add insult to injury, reaches up to scratch a spot behind your ears that only makes your purring louder.

"This is bullshit," Sirius finally huffs, breaking his facade of gloomy indifference, "Prongs, get over here."

James, all too eager to help out his friend and soak up affection to boot, has no problem tipping over sideways to lay in Sirius's lap.

But the man lifts James's head out of his lap by his curls, "No, no, no, not James. Prongs."

"You want me to-?" James asks, but doesn't dare finish, because the prospect of transforming right in the common room sends a shiver of mischief down his spine that he'd be a fool to question, "On it."

"Yeah. Yeah, yeah," Sirius nods, sneering haughtily at Remus, "You're not the only one that's good for a cuddle, Moony. Look at this," He gushes, as James begins his transformation, skin giving way to tight, short fur and enormous antlers that nearly grate against the stone walls around you.

"Oh, he's a perfect fit." Remus nods resignedly, content to continue rubbing at your ears rather than chastise his friends for trying to fit a stag on a loveseat, "Yeah, that'll work nicely- ooh, careful Sirius, almost got stabbed there."

Sirius dodges a prong off of James's antlers, taking them in his hands and holding James's head steady as the oversized buck folds his knobbly knees into Sirius's lap. The back two can't make it, but James fits them clumsily onto the cushion, maintaining his balance out of dramatic willpower rather than the laws of physics.

You decide once they settle that they're no longer in need of your attention, so you turn your head back towards Remus and burrow your face back into his warm chest. You feel it shake with mirth beneath you, presumably at an overdramatized reaction from the two boys opposite you, but you can't bring yourself to care; sleep is at the forefront of your brain in this form.

"Yeah, get real cozy!" Sirius insists, calling so that you can hear him through Remus's thick sweater and beneath the weight of his hand on your ears, "Whatever! We're cozy over here, too, 'never been more comfortable- ah! Prongs, watch the hooves!"

[strwbrrykthv]

pt 2 to this story, but can be read alone. sorry it took so long i have a full time big girl job. and i need like a crazy amount of motivation. this ones big cheesy bc theyre drunk. not proofread!!!

cw: alcohol, sexual tension if u squint

katsuki assumed the group was going to one of those karaoke bars with the private rooms where its just your friend group cheering each other on, so imagine his surprise when sero and denki lead them to this american style bar with a bright led sign that reads ‘open mic karaoke night.’

“you have got to be kidding me” he grumbles as he pushes the door open to reveal an almost filled bar. “theres just a bunch of drunk middle aged people here.”

“katsuki be nice. denks said he really likes this place,” you scold him from his right, still connected to his side.

“yo guys theres a couple of tables up front by the stage. im going to go order a round of shots if you want to head up there and start warming up your voice,” sero winks which causes katsuki to groan again, even louder. as you make your way to the tables, mina pulls you towards her the table she’s sat at leaving katsuki to sit beside denki… again.

as the night continues and drinks are ordered, you finally get the courage to request a song. its a duet and luckily sero agrees to do it with you. your friends are cheering you on as slur through the lyrics of neva play by megan thee stallion.

the only line you say fully is “three things i don’t play about, myself, my money, or my man,” as you point at katsuki who just nods at the proclamation that he is, in fact, your man.

the song ends, and you make your way down to your seat that is opposite his as his eyes follow you. they don’t leave you even as izuku and ochaco sing some love song. he doesn’t care if youre not looking back at him, his favorite thing to do is just watch you, especially when hes got a few drinks in his system. which, honestly, makes him sound like a creep, but you know the difference between feeling his gaze on you and feeling a sleaze balls watching you.

you’re pretty much at your limit when mina orders another round of shots for both of your tables, and instead of being happy you feel your mouth instinctively fill with saliva.

katsuki could read your body language like book, so as they were handing out the shots he quickly took his and got up to go to you. “hey, mama, how about i take this shot, then sing that dumb song with the guys, and then we go home? how does that sound?”

he may not be slurring, but hes very close to being more drunk than hes ever been in public. he knows your shot plus his is what will probably throw him over that edge, but he doesn’t want your night to be ruined by throwing up in the bathroom.

you blink up at him and nod slowly. in your drunken daze you are just so mesmerized by him. his soft red eyes, his spiky hair thats fallen just a little, the scar on his face that only you get to touch, his shoulders…. yeah you really want to go home.

he grabs the glass from the table, but you stop him, “wait, can i give it to you?” you ask as you’re reaching for the glass. he doesnt respond, just lets you take the glass from his hand.

he knows all of your shared friends are watching because they can sense the shift in energy between you two. you stand from your chair as katsuki sinks to his knees in the grimy bar. you hold his jaw with one hand as he opens his mouth for you to pour the shot, never breaking eye contact.

he returns to his full towering height after swallowing the shot and turns to look at all of your friends who just watched the interaction with wide eyes and mouths open in shock. you reach up to swipe away a drop on his chin that managed to miss his mouth with a smile too innocent for what just occurred.

“thank you, suki,” you say as you drop your hand. “now go sing me a song!”

he pats your hip as he moves past you to stand on the stage next to kirishima, sero, and kaminari who picked the song. he feels a little more buzzed than before after standing up and moving, and he’s almost positive he’s going to slur around the words when it’s his turn.

youre halfway paying attention, just watching katsuki as grabs a mic when you hear the first notes of mr. brightside and burst into laughter. you cannot believe they got him up there without bribing him.

the song continues and you drunkenly wolf whistle after the end of katsuki’s turn. he sends you a middle finger that holds no meaning by the way his ears are red.

the song finishes and he makes his way to where youre seated, reaching a hand out to you. you gladly take it and spring out of your seat stumbling into him causing katsuki to instinctively wrap his free arm around your waist, holding you to him.

“you did amazing up there,” you whisper, “you shouldve been a singer instead of a hero.”

he scoffs as he looks down at you. “yeah? then i wouldve never met you.”

your body buzzes when he talks to you like this. “oh yeah. we wouldve found each other some way. were, like, soulmates.”

katsuki closes his eyes at your words to try and keep his heart from beating so fast. he knows you mean more than just friends soulmates, but he also knows right now the only label the two of you can have is “just friends who sometimes cuddle, sometimes kiss, sometimes do more, and are always together if one of them has a break” type of friends in order to keep you safe.

“mhmm, we are. now, whaddaya say we go home and go to sleep?” he hums.

“yes i would like that a lot. we have to talk everyone bye though.”

“no we don’t. they know youre leaving with me itll be okay.” he says still holding you by the waist but moving to your side to guide you outside to call a taxi.

youre already snoring by the time you arrive at katsukis apartment. he carries you from the car to his door before having to regretfully put you down.

“mama, you awake enough to stand up? i gotta get my keys out.” he asks setting you down beside him near the wall. you just hum with your eyes barely open, watching him.

“i had a lot of fun with you tonight ‘suki. and i know denki only came over to me earlier because he said something to you. i like being with you any way i can and i dont care what our friends say.” youre slurring your words and speaking softly during to sleep threatening to take over.

“and what do our friends say?” he asks opening the door and guiding you inside his apartment and to his bedroom.

“that its dumb to call ourselves friends when we dont do anything just friends do.” youre kicking off your heels and removing your clothes as hes digging in his dresser to find you a shirt to sleep in. “but i dont think its dumb…..”

katsuki just shakes his head as he walks over to you and helps you put the shirt on over your head. “its not,” is all he says.

“no!” youre a little more awake now. “its not! because i know you love me and you know i love you and thats all that matters because everyone else can kiss our asses.” you say with a small smile wrapping your arms around his neck.

“yup. thats right mama. youre all mine and im all yours. now, are you ready to go to bed yet?” he asks while leading you backwards to the bed.

you release him crawling into his bed and waiting for him to follow. he strips down to his boxers while you watch before getting under to covers next to you.

he pulls you in to lay youre head on his chest as your starting to close your eyes.

“if you throw up on me in your sleep im going to kill you” he warns.

but its too late. youre already asleep and you werent going to pay attention to him anyway.

DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARIZE.

hope you guys liked it and it wasn’t cringe!

[ray-theoretical-trucker]

i get this interpretation but i always thought about it in another way

i elaborated in the tags about it but oh boi oh boi im now thinking about this again and i have been thinking about this, like, for a long time already

so, yeah, the console room is indeed doctor's room

but it's partly because he always have smth to do in there

i found myself thinking 'hey, we sometimes see the companion's room in the tardis, but we never see the doctor's, why is that?'

and then i realised

we see it all the time

because it's the console room

[ivhmavie]

➴ Give me all of that ultraviolence ༶

characters: hwang in ho (player 001) and the salesman.

how would be being in a toxic relationship with them

warnings: toxic relationship, sexual content, a little of size kink, kinda yandere!salesman, mention of murder and harassment (not in a romanticized way), age gap OF COURSE ‘cause I love it.

hwang in ho (player 001)

∘ he’s not controlling type, you can go almost every place you want to, but he wants to know your every step

∘ some places, which he says are not suitable for you, are prohibited, but he will manipulate you to give you the false impression that you decided for yourself that it was not a good idea to go wherever it was

∘ also manipulate you saying that because you are younger, you should listen to his advices. This way he would be sure that you are always on a path that he doesn't have to worry about trying to control you, especially because he has other priorities as the frontman

∘ so, no matter what, he would make sure that you would always have at least two guards accompanying you to places

∘ it’s hard to have privacy, because the guards tell him exactly what you did during the day, with who you talked to

∘ as the frontman, he doesn't have much time to spend with you. So he tries to make up for his absence with gifts. He gives you his black card, and when he sees the notifications of the unimaginable amounts you spent, he knows you're angry, but doesnt care at all, later he will resolve it with sex later

∘ whem he wants to spend time with you, he will order his guards to take you to his room to watch the games with him

∘ it doesnt matter if you support the games, it’s his job and allows him to have a luxurious life, which extends to you

∘ ins’t really affectionate, but likes to have physical contact with you to remind you that you are there, under his careful view

∘ would never lay a finger on you to hit you, but I don't mind being rough during sex

“so, what you want me to do, darling?” he says while disinterestedly swirling the whiskey in his glass, a bored expression on his face as he struggled to keep a simple conversation with you, watching the bloodbath that took place in the large room where the players slept. Superb and selfish animals killing themselves for money, that's what he would say.

Your heels make noise as they hit the ground as you walk in circles, after taking a deep breath you look towards him and take two steps towards him.

“god, hwang, take this seriously, you’re not even listeng to me.” You say angrily, a hand running through your hair, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you tried to speak with the man sitting on the couch. “I can’t keep pretending that I don't mind being alone for so long, you’re never around, always busy with your stupid guards, the miserable players or the fucking organ trafficking scheme, damn it.”You stop when you hear the sound of him scratching his throat, whem you look at him you see him calling you with a finger, making a sign to go to him.

taking heavy and quick steps, when you arrive in front of him you are surprised by a hand pulling you by the waist. As soon as you land on his lap, inho pulls your face towards his, a firm hand on your neck.

“If you wanted my attetion, good, you have it” he says as his other hand runs under your dress, passing through the lace of your panties and tracing circles.“Now, I'm going to give you enough attention so you understand your fucking place”

the salesman

∘ now, he’s the controlling type. Everything you do, everywhere you go, everyone you talk to, he knows everything

∘ doesn't bother to manipulate you, he just dictates the rules. Who you can't talk to, the guys he doesn't approve because he swears that if they had the chance, they would try every way to get you. He’s paranoid and extremist

∘ unlike inho, he doesn't use your youth against you, it's actually something he adores. He loves the fact that you are so vulnerable and inexperienced compared to him, for him, this gives him more power to control you

∘ If you were going out, he would like to accompany you himself, he would take you to the doctor, to go shopping, even to the beauty salon

∘ he thinks you won't be safe if you're not with him, so freedom is not an option

∘ while he goes out to recruit more people for the games and work, you stay at home, being able to go out rarely. He especially doesn't like it if you go out alone or with a man, even if it's a friend. Sometimes he lets you go work with him, you just accompany him and observe

∘ on the very rare occasions when you go out alone, he will want to keep in touch, sending you messages, receiving photos of you and calling you. He just wants to make sure nothing bad happens to you.

∘ he is a paranoid man when it comes to your safety, so he is afraid that you will be harassed or even killed if you go out alone

∘ he’s not clingy, but he's affectionate, in his own way. He treats you as if you were made of porcelain, always says how much he would blame himself if something happened to you, and wouldn't hesitate to kill someone for you if necessary

∘ he wouldn't be the type to hurt you, not on purpose, sometimes he can be rude in intimate moments, always wanting to be in control, leaving you at the mercy of his wishes

It had been a busy and difficult day, he was looking forward to getting home and meeting his girl. The sound of the front door opening woke you up from your nap, you see your husband entering the house and taking off the top of his perfectly pressed suit.

“You took a while today, I tried to wait for you but I was kinda tired”You get up from the sofa, heading towards him, approaching him from behind and running your hands over his broad back. The salesman sighs feeling his small hands lightly massaging his back

“did you spoke to any of your friends today?”

“you know I didnt” you say bitterly, pulling away from him a little and feeling the anger rise.

“oh, my love, don't be mad" he says turning to you and holding your waist firmly "you know it's just for your safety" you feel his breath on your neck, followed by kisses and some bites, you wrap your arms around his neck and move away so he can kiss your chest, feeling his hand reaching under your blouse and holding you tightly, it would definitely leave a mark

"Now come on, I need you to do something for me, I want to feel you around me"

[dwaekkicidal]

~740 words | warnings: spanking, collar+leash, rough sex, p in v, some dirty talking, DIY porn (pictures & video), mentions of video calling, 'slut' used at the very end, sorta proofread <3

thinking about jeongin bringing home that stupid collar with his name on it. this has literally plagued me for WEEKS but i was so caught up in requests that i never wrote anything for it until now😭

he knew it looked good on him from the onslaught of texts you had sent throughout the day, but in the back of his mind he knew it would look much better elsewhere

which is how you ended up on your hands and knees on your shared bed, your ass cheeks only stinging as he squeezed the already burning flesh.

he took his sweet time appreciating your body with his eyes as he reached for an item in his bag. & he didnt really bother explaining much. other than making sure you were in the mood and okay with having sex, he had kept completely quiet about his plans.

he laughs almost maniacally as he suddenly buckles the collar around your throat. "yeah... I knew it would look better around your neck. innie's pretty little pet?"

oh and that metal clinking noise followed by your head getting snapped backward? yeah... you have no idea where he managed to get that leash. but you cant really bring yourself to complain or ask about it when he slides into you right after finishing his sentence.

he pulls you into him with each thrust by using the leverage from the leash and quickly finds a brutal pace that doesnt give you much room to think, or really breathe for that matter.

the only sounds leaving him are his frantic panting and occasional possessive comments followed by a groan:

"you think I don't see the way my hyungs look at you? huh? you think im that stupid?"

"you're mine. don't fucking forget that."

"think seungmin could fuck you this good? oh! what about channie-hyung? huh?? i asked you a question."

his hand comes down on your ass roughly and you squeak. you attempt to jump forward and run from the stinging sensation, but the grip he has on the leash is too strong. you can only struggle against the leather, causing the metal to make a clanking noise as he tugs it towards him again.

he slams his hips against yours roughly, bottoming out, and stops completely. he loosens the hold on the leash and just stares, letting you catch your breath for a moment, and only a moment. because he has other plans.

plans that include flipping you over and shoving a pillow under your lower back. then sliding back into your dripping cunt and wrapping the leash around his knuckles.

this time he doesnt really tug or pull at it. he just holds you in place with it as he starts fucking into you with more vigor.

& you think that's all that will happen- only the position change. but ohhhh are you so wrong. & he proves you wrong by leaning to the side and grabbing something that is just out of your vision.

thanks to your watery eyes from the lack of air you had up until this point, you dont realize what it is right away. not until you hear the clicks of a camera.

you manage to blink some of the blurriness away in time to notice the flash of his phone taking a photo of you. his phone covers his nose and up, leaving you the toothy grin that spreads on his face.

"say cheese!"

obviously you dont, but he still takes the picture; making sure to capture the shiny metal spelling out his stage name and the humiliated tears that start to fall down your cheeks. his eyes meet yours through the screen of his phone and he moans loudly, hips faltering.

"mmm- let's take a video, jagi. 'n i'll send it to the group chat to show the boys what theyre missing out on."

he curses, his orgasm sneaking up on him faster than he thought and causing him to slow his hips, not wanting to cum just yet. he sighs heavily as he changes to slow and steady thrusts, "or maybe i should start a group call, huh? wanna be our little cam slut?"

he waits a few seconds before he gets impatient and yanks the metal leash towards him, literally dragging you out of your daze. you blink and more tears fall.

it seems to only egg him on though and he finally moves the phone to show off his full face; a sex-crazed smirk with his tongue poking the corner of his lip and his dark eyes staring down at you like youre his 5-course meal.

"what do you say? shall we give the boys a show?"

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[4pfsukuna]

Match my freak

Who knew arrogant playful and king of unserious antics was a cam boy? But can you match his freak?

Warning: Gojo is the warning. fingering, oral, back shots.

inspired by this, also this and especially this from twitter

part 2 here

“My glorious blue eyed king” you sweet talk into the phone a shrill tone in your voice. Adrenaline had still been pumping through your veins from the loud music of the club— it was supposed to be girls night with your friends. Until someone decided to climb on the speakers, fall and send blood across the floor.

“Flattery gets you everywhere with me” your bestfriend and ⅓ of your friend group rasp into the phone and he sounds slightly out of breath. “So you must want something” he deadpans and you release a dranatic gasp.

“How dare you?” You scoff the banter between you two stirred up so easily. The flash of police lights in the distance lets you know the club wont be opening back up tonight and why take the train an hour back home when he owns a penthouse in the city about 15 minutes away.

“Maybe i just wanted to check on you” you huff adjusting your lip gloss the wind blowing strands of your jet black middle part 30” bundles into it. 

“Mhmm. '' and he doesn't even try to make it sound believable and you shift on your feet the strap of your heels hurting but you refuse to take them off and raw dog the ground barefooted.

“You know— because I'm a good friend.” you add twirling the front layers of your hair around your finger.

“Sure princess” hes rolling his eyes playfully and you hear him shuffling through the phone.

“And i just couldnt imagine you being so lonely in that huge penthouse by yourself” you finally giggle into the phone hearing him chuckle.

“Uber black?” He ask the phone now on speaker and you can hear him typing into the phone.

“This is why youre my glorious blue eyed king” you tease before hanging up knowing your friends were about to start gushing again for the millionth time about how you two should just start dating since you flirted so much. But they just didn't understand your relationship it was similar to how you and Suguru were as well.

The car ride is smooth and he sends nothing but the best, when you arrive the driver opens the door, bids you a good night and only pulls off once he's sure you've made it indoors. Not wasting much time in the lobby you use the keyfob to let yourself up letting Satoru know you were close so he could have the door open.

“You look like a prostitute” he teases the minute he opens the door for you, taking in your outfit— a black mini skirt that exposed almost half of your butt cheeks and the crop top pushed your titties out so much they faced your chin and the heels… it was a suprise you didnt hurt yourself.

that playful demeanor that never dwindles when hes around you but you still punch him hard in his shoulder. 

“Ow! Id pay for you though” and this time he knows the hit is coming so he dodges creating enough distance between you two.

“Please, youre the one who answered the door shirtless bird chest out” you joke back letting your purse strap fall off your shoulder heels clicking against the hardwood floor.

“Just cause you gawk at my 8 pack and muscles doesnt make it a bird chest” he flexes running a hand through his snow white hair sending you a wink.

Before you could answer his phone rings and the black koi fish display picture lets you know it's suguru the 2nd of your friend trio.

“Yeah i gotta take this, you know where my clothes are” he tells you, nodding you setting your purse on the table and plugging your phone up to his charger. You weren’t a stranger to having sleepovers,  stealing his clothes and his whole bed. He actually enjoyed your platonic yet teasing relationship.

heading into his room everything is neatly in place except for his bed sheets and there's a light blue glow coming from his computer screen.

Ready to ignore it until you see your nick name for him on the screen “blue eyed king” and your eyes are instantly locked in on the saved livestream of him holding his dick in his hand. Being the nosy nancy you are you begin scrolling down seeing clips of him with a cock ring on, a vibrator on his tip and even one on some throne. Each video had a large amount of money next to it and some of the video's viewers count almost close to reaching the millions.

Each of them you notice he’s wearing his blind fold maybe to hide his identity, maybe its a kink people have you aren’t able to dwell more on it because his voice breaks your thoughts.

“—top shelf and you cant reach the—“ he stops in his tracks the arrogant smirk on his face falling once he notices what your eyes are on. He freezes completely once he realizes his fuck up hes honestly not even sure how much youve seen and hes ready to begin apologizing but his lips wont move.

You on the other hand have never seen thee Gojo Satoru freeze let alone have a deer in the headlights expression and you want to milk it but you can imagine the thoughts swirling in his head and the way his ears are burning red youd just have to committ it to memory and get him another day.

“Is this why youre so rich?” You ask glancing back at the screen and this time your eye catches the “audio only” tab and questions begin floating in your mind faster than you have time to form a sentence. But he knows you and knows whats coming he doesnt want to talk about it and hear you call him weird or disgusting so he rushes forward trying to play it off.

“Well arent you a peeping tom” his smirk returns as he goes to one of his closets grabbing an old jujutsu high tshirt for you trying to divert your attention but you dont take the bait.

“A peeping tom is someone who watches i was just a nosy nancy” you speak matter of factly before realizing what you said when his smirk broadens as he stands infront of you holding out the shirt and ready to close the screen. He doesnt expect for your hand to reach out and stop him.

“All of the dates are from friday nights, you go live then?” You ask and he tries to shake your hand off when did you get so strong?

“When you and suguru are typically to busy to interrupt” he finally gritts out still trying to keep a cool demeanor. Since this is the last thing he wants to talk about, hes ready to use his other hand but you grab that too the shirt falling on the floor between the two of you.

“Is me being here interrupting?” You ask curiously and his eyes meet your wide eyed curious expression and he hates when you give him that look or got serious with him. He loved the playful banter seriousness was for suguru not you.

“Of course not my first priority is making sure youre okay and safe” he tells you scratching the back of his head, you wish you could record this moment and save it cause gojo acting awkward when you were sure his only personality trait was an arrogant flirtatious know it all.

“So prove it, go live then while i'm here” you taunt and you couldn't blame the alcohol you only had 3 shots and you were sure they've worn off by now this was pure curiosity and a slight bit of arousal. But to Gojo it was a challenge he saw right through you.

“Fine” he shruggs looking at the time making sure it wasnt to late though hes sure hes built his fanbase up enough to the point of them waiting all weekend for him.

“And i want to watch” you tell him taking a seat on the desk looking around his room for a brief moment but his quietness grabs your attention so when your eyes settle back on him and he has his usual arrogant smirk you know hes about to say something stupid.

“Sweetheart if you wanted to see if my cock was really that big in person that was all you had to say” he teases crossing his arms not expecting you to match his stance.

“I do so chop chop glow stick boy and dont be shy. And stop calling it that its a dick” you tease at the cultural difference in the word.

Satoru positions you out of the frame, dims the over head lights adjust his blindfold and starts the live stream an alert going off to his subscribers that hes online.

A particular ding sound catches your attention and you look over seeing people are sending him money with notes.

$5 take it off.

$8 lose the sweats

$9 jerk off through the sweats.

$3 tease us.

$20 to grab it through the sweats.

$15 to show off your happy trail

$40 to say hi princess

$10 to say hi princess

And he chuckles licking his lips. No way he just made $100 and hasn’t even said a word, pretty privilege is real.

“Hi princess” and your mouth waters slightly it was the exact same tone he used with you and although he had a blind fold on you knew he was looking directly at you.

Its not long before his pants are around his ankles and his boners peaking through the cotton gray boxers, a wet stain from the precum as grips himself through his boxer's voice getting heavier with lust.

Its when he hooks his thumb in and lowers it exposing his sculpted  vline even further, then his happy trail that leads to his neatly trimmed white bush and finally his long length with a slight curve and pink oozing tip.

For the first time that night your legs rub together and it doesn’t go unnoticed by satoru. He instead decides to make a show taking longer pumps off his length putting emphasis on his curve and smearing the precum letting out little exaggerated groans.

There's a constant stream of dings before he chuckles heavily and this time you cross your legs a weird stir you’ve never felt before heats up your core listening to how deep his voice is.

“Yeah i am more vocal tonight with— mnnnffff- my groans. I have an audience” he tells his viewers and a few more dings come through.

$10 thats so hot

$50 fuckkkkk imagine being in the room with him.

$51 id pay to be in that room.

$30 why am i hard (im a girl)

“She’s actually the reason I’m streaming tonight so say thank you to her” he admits and the dings start shooting faster

$5 thank you

$37 there is a goddess

$60 thank youuuu

$90 thank you to the blue eyes’ princess

“Look at how much you made” he tells you a silent promise he'd give those tips to you before chuckling at the princess comment. “Shes such a good girl”

And that comment has you rubbing your legs together once more. When did it get so hot in here?

“You ok, princess?” He ask licking his bottom lip slowing down his pace his eyes focused on the thickness of your brown thighs squeezing together. You nod but thats not enough for him. “Come on use your words for me” he stays in character forcing you to speak.

“Yes Toru, i-im okay” your voice is soft and sultry and he definitely has never heard it that low it does something to him and he has to change his focus before this whole thing is over to fast.

 A few more dings ping through at the sound of your voice

$19 she sounds hot

$23 fuck there is another person there

$45 ugh i just know hell talk you thru it

$30 the stutter was so perfect

$50 her voice is so sext

$2 sexy*

$35 she sounds so innocent

“Innocent? She’s anything but! she actually has a cute little but plug in right now” he scoffs before letting spit drop from his lips onto his dick and your fingers grip the seat he takes notice smirking at you now. Your jaw drops and you honestly aren’t sure if its from his action or words.

“Feeling tense over there? You are the one who wanted to watch” he smirks before biting his bottom lip only to stiffle a mosn.

“It looks cute with my skirt!” You snap back wanting to defend yourself but that just sends the dings back in action with pleas to show them the plug.

“No” he immediately tells them not thinking it Would go that far and honestly wanting to respect your boundaries, this wasn’t something the two of you talked about and he wasn’t going to put you on the spot.

But you stand stepping into the view of the camera bending over slightly to show a glimpse of the plug. It's silent between the two of you. The only sound is the dings and comments. The light reflects of the body shimmer on your brown skin perfectly.

He doesn’t realize he’s frozen after you sit down for a moment in complete shock you quite literally showed your ass. A thick bead of precum rest at his tip and he had to take a deep breath to not cum right there.

“She's such a cock tease isn't she” and that spurs you on. You're quick to stand again though before you can get fully in frame Satoru stands black scarf in hand as he ties it around the lower half of your mouth protecting your identity.

The minute he finishes youre bent over, slight arch showing the ring and Gojo decides fuck the comments at this point and the new viewers and subscribers. Sitting on the bed next to you he arches you forward even more now giving a slight view of the wet spot on your cherry red panties.

But your pussy lips are so fat they suck in the fabric giving more of a view though it blocks the ring. Slowly reaching out to grab the string of your thong he notices you don’t even flinch at his fingers brushing your core. He hooks a second finger in sliding down to your lips, knuckles brushing against your clit making you whine slightly.

The sound pulls him from his heaven and his face is instantly lined up with yours.

“Im sorry sweetheart, you don’t have to do this” he quickly apologizes and it dies on his tongue with the eye roll you send him.

“What? I just want to know if i can have the money they send… it’s only fair since its my ass” you ponder making your butt jiggle with a shake of your thighs the dings of money increasing as you prove your point.

Pulling up your mask enough to reveal your lips Gojo leaves a sloppy kiss tongue tangling with yours over you lean back into it.

“Hollow. That’s your safe word. Say it and I’ll stop, okay?” He chases your lips once more sucking on your bottom lip before adjusting your mask and going back to your thong.

Spreading you open, Satoru feels his dick twitch watching the wet sticknyess pull apart on your folds followed by the soft sound it makes.

$38 shes so wet

$57 you can hear the wetness

$50 you can see how wet she is

His fingers trace further down your lips spreading your puffy folds, admiring so much he almost forgets what is happening. He sucks a long digit in his mouth before slowly pressing it into your hole with slight resistance because you’re so tight.

Your soft gasp makes him pull out even slower rubbing the juices on your clit in circles before pressing the digit back in. Having Satorus finger in you wasnt at all how you thought your night would go but as he starts pumping with a particular curl you let out soft moans.

“Your pussy is so pretty and wet princess” he rasp adding a second finger smacking your ass with the other hand. The sharp sting is followed by a soft rub and you can feel yourself getting wetter the more he pumps his fingers. 

He uses his other hand to circle your clit, leaving open mouth kisses on your hip playfully nipping a cheek.

“Mmphhh…fuck toru” you moan softly pushing back slightly on his fingers when he applies a tad bit more pressure to your clit. But theres a slight hesitation to his actions you can tell a part of him is nervous to break the boundary but his fingers are already inside of you.

“Toruuuu please” you whine clenching on his fingers and hes not sure what does it but he begins pumping his fingers faster with more force. Your moans come out louder at a particular curl of his finger making his breathing heavy.

“Tell me how good it feels princess” he demands but there's a slight whine to his voice as if he needs it, needs to hear how good he's doing. Of course he has a praise kink. 

“Sooo good, feels so good” you whine equally as needy he pulls his fingers out popping them into his mouth letting out a groan of his own. He twist his fingers in your core once more before licking all over them savoring your taste.

“I want you to ride my tongue” He husk out, applying a lot more pressure on your clit making you lurch forward the wetness running down your legs now. You nod and he's on his knees in no time head between your legs and tongue licking over your underwear. 

Your leg buckles and hes quick to use the moment as an oppurtunity to place a hand on either cheek massaging and spreading as he devours your clit through your underwear. It was so needy he was at your complete mercy like this and you loved it you could feel the wetness gushing out of you. 

He finally rips your underwear off and latches on to your clit licking, sucking and flicking his tongue while pushing another finger in your core.

“Fuck toru” you whine the pleasure shooting through your whole body a hand sinking into his hair with a light grip which only spurs him on. 

“Taste so good” He moans watching you from his spot beneath you before leaving two sharp smacks on your left cheek groaning at your wetness.

Adding two more fingers before he begins to move faster the squelching sounds increase and when his long slender fingers hit a spongy spot inside of you, your legs buckle.

“You gonna cum for me?”he asks and you know this little pervert knows there's a teasing tone in his voice that never leaves no matter how horny he is. You love it!

“T-toru im—nghh” your body clenches as the first orgasm of the night builds up your hands tightening up in his hair “fuuuuuck” you moan, the juices dripping down his face but he keeps going letting you ride through your orgasm.

His fingers slow down enough for you to catch your breath and when you turn to face the monitor you catch sight of him pumping his dick in his hand. He hasnt stopped licking though instead now hes licking up every drop of your juices messily and its smearing on his face down to his chin and chest.

The sight has your mouth watering again and this time you grind against his tongue at a slow pace and his hands slow down to match your grind. His tongue trails down to your hole thrusting in and out and when you grind faster his fist pumps faster his groans becoming louder and frequent borderlining whimpers. Its when his tongue slips even further back dancing across the plug that you yank him by his hair.

“Toru!” Your voice cracks and his chuckles vibrate against your core in typical Gojo fashion to laugh at everything.

“Mmmm sorry princess, got carried away” his muffled voice speaks, devious tone in his voice still. His hands reach up to pull your skirt and underwear down but he ends up tearing them both off in the process along with your shirt as he stands up.

“Sorry princess” he repeats though this time before you can process his mouth latches onto a brown nipple swirling a tongue around it as he pinches the other pulling a moan from you switching nipples and repeating the process.

Slowly sitting on the bed he turns you pulling you back up against his chest and props your legs up so the camera has a perfect view of what hes about to do.

$30 ive already came 3 times

$10 hes usually a dom but subbing 4 her

$17 are they both switches

$60 theyre giving us more!

$65 her pussy is so pretty

$8 this is my last $8

$13 is she a switch too?

He chuckles wrapping a hand around your neck fingers trailing back down to your clit as he uses his middle finger hes watching the camera and it seems like hes watching the camera but hes really watching you. The way your brows furrow, your eyes alternate between fluttering and squeezing shut has him in a trance, you were so responsive and hes waited so long for this hes not sure if he should take it slow or completely slut you out.

Pushing a finger in your core angled at that spongey spot a loud squelch has your hips bucking into his palm with a long drawn out moan that goes straight to his dick. Using his hand on your neck he forces your head to stay directed at the screen and watch yourself as he picks up speed pumping harder.

“You look so pretty spread out and open for me like this” he praises, kissing the side of your head before his lips trace down to your ear nibbling and groaning in it, sending another shock of pleasure to your core, making you clench.

He's reveling in having you this close feeling the heat of your gorgeous brown skin contrasting against his pale skin, the way your hands are gripping onto him the way your eyes float from watching him through the screen to looking down between your legs.

“Oooh you got wetter when i moaned in your ear, you like that? Or is the praise” he ask grinning when your hips lift to buck into his hand again. You wrap a hand around his bicep nails digging in lightly as you try to adjust the pleasure building to much and too quickly, but he removes his hand from your neck and pushes your hips down slapping your clit.

You're losing your mind equally as much as him, his cool hard chest pressed into your back, the rich yet light scent of his expensive cologne and the way his soft lips are never off your skin for long. The attraction had always been there but never acted on it for unknown reasons. You were contempt with keeping him as a friend and if that meant being a cam girl and receiving endless orgasms for tonight and never talking about it again you were completely fine with that

“Keep being a good girl for me baby,” he rasp out picking up speed. “Your pussy is so fucking perfect, so tight and gushy i cant wait to feel you.”

The knot begins to build in you at your words your hips with a mind of their own and he slaps your clit twice more. He knew exactly what to say, exactly how to talk you through it without being overly aggressive. Dare you even call him a soft dom.

“Youre so gorgeous, you smell good—“ he breathes in your hair. “Taste good” and he licks down your neck.

“Sound good” and he thrust his fingers harder into your spongey spot making the squelching louder and a “fuck” falls from your lips.

“Your my good girl, my perfect fucking girl” and you feel his hips begin grinding into you from behind your hips trying to match his along with his thrust leaving you a stuttering mess. 

Your mind and legs were equal parts mush from hearing him say that alone and it's suddenly clear why he had audio clips as well, he would do such a good job at talking anyone through it with the constant praise with the perfect amount of sluttyness to it.

“I want you to cum for me princess, show daddy how hard you can cum all over my fingers. I want this pretty pussy to gush for me” he stutters slapping your clit as he thrust harder and faster not caring about your hips anymore because he had a firm grip and knew what was coming.

When your nails dig in one arm and tries to push the other away he chuckles slapping your clit even harder.

“T-toru i— nnghhh. Im g-gonna…” you whine throwing your head back feeling your whole body lock up this time feeling different from the first.

“Yeah baby? Gonna cum for me go ahead show me how pretty you look wh—“ his words are cut off by you squirting your whole body shaking as you do and he cant stop fingering you through it enjoying the way youre wetting up his hands and legs.

“Oh fuck! Feels so—FUCK” and youre gushing even more before the prior one even had time and being the bully he is satoru doesnt spare you he slaps your clit harder listening to your voice get so high. 

“Toru i-i cant… i cant” you whine But youre getting to close to the edge of the bed from sliding that he has to pull you back yet he doesnt stop hes already decided he wants to fucking ruin you, overstimulate you sol when you think about it in the future you cum from the thought.

“Cant whaaaaat?” He drags out turning his slaps into rubs on your clit but the speed is still there and from the way your eyes are rolling into the back of your head he has no intentions on slowing down.

“I cant take it… fuck… i” you breathe nearly choking trying to escape his grasp but he holds you tighter watching as your brows furrow in pure pleasure body convulsing “i cant” you dry sob

“You crying?” He chuckles, slowing down slightly but it doesn't matter, his fingers are still twisting inside of you in ways that you're sure is a way to pull your soul from your body.

“You can take it and you will cum one more time for me and i promise to stuff you full of my cock” and thats the magic words because you're gushing on his fingers again at shock of how much could actually come out of your body.

“You did so good baby, ‘m gonna give you what you want” he promises propping up two pillows and positioning you on your belly on top of them smiling at the way youre to weak to move which was his plan. Satoru loved your friendship as much as you did, loved you as much as suguru but had you given him the chance to fuck your he’d make it worth your time he just couldn’t be childish and jackrabbit or even cum to quick. 

He also knew you were to competitive and dominant if you felt like he was fucking you to intenseley youd fuck back and the thought has had hin cuming in his hand in under 5 minutes multiple times. Rubbing his tip against your folds a few times he watches as your slick covers his tip and if this was a dream he’d want to die in his sleep.

“My pillow princess” he chuckles though before you can retaliate hes sliding all 8 inches in filling you to the brim and his fingers wrap around to find your clit again making your jaw drop and eyes roll back.

“Fuck baby, your pussys so—nnghh” he groans thrusting slow but deeply he slightly repositions trying not to cum to quick but fuck you were so warm and squeezing him so tight he was glad he gave you so many orgasms earlier cause if you had the energy to flirt the way you typically do hed be done for.

Satoru also wasn't what you expected during sex, you aren't sure what you expected, maybe more teasing aggressiveness… you aren't sure but he was definitely a lover. He was soft, diligent, took his time and definitely made sure to please. 

“Keep that perfect arch for me” he groans leaning his head back when you sink more into the arch and meet his thrust. Your ass jiggling on him with the feeling of you gushing on him was too much and he needed you to cum before he did.

Licking up your spine tattoo he leaves a bunch of open mouth kisses before leaning forward completely grabbing your neck. He begins moaning the most filthiest stuff in your ear and you swear you see stars at his dirty talk.

“Want you to cum all over this dick, its yours mama. Cum all over your dick make a mess for me” he whines his voice higher than before and you know hes close the thought alone is enough to make you release on his fingers. A kiss is placed against your head and you feel him smile with satisfaction before fucking into you deeper than before.

“Fuck toru” you scream nails digging into his hand which doesnt stop him theres only one thing that could but from  the way you clenched for the hundreth time tonight it didnt seem as if youd be using that word.

“I love hearing you moan my name, makes me want to fill your pussy up with my cum. You w-want that?” He talks louder and yes you do want that.

“Harder toru harder” you beg feeling your body begin to lock up again at the thought and his hips stutter for a moment before letting out a rough laugh but giving you exactly what you want.

“Fuck im about to… cum with me princess, give me everything you got baby fuck your pussy feels so good! So tight and you keep gripping me tighter! I want to feel you cum baby please cum on me” he babbles clearly pussy drunk and somewhere along the way overstimulated himself his rhythm so sloppy now unable to stop his rambling.

“Fuck tell me its mine tell me youll cum for me”  he whimpers and you pull his by his hair to your lips kissing him through the mask squeezing youre core as tight as you can

“Yours” you moan out the second you cum feeling him cum right behind you and its sooo much and so warm as it fills you up you cant stop bucking into his hand from the sensation. He collapses next to you grabbing the camera from the night stand and switching from the computer monitor.

He doesn't say anything except breathes heavy and scoops some of the cum that spilled out and pushes it back into you with his middle finger. The scene sends off more dings and he chuckles.

The next time your eyes open you feel something wet between your legs and almost use the safe word until you notice its just a warm rag between your legs wiping you down.

“Its just me you did so good princess”  you hear Gojos voice purring as he rubs your legs. “So good for me, youre so perfect” 

The praises ring out and all you can do is have a lopsided grin on your face as you bask in the praise of the glorious blue eyed king. He leaves a kiss on your forehead climbing into bed next to you and wrapping an arm aroubd your body pulling you close and away from the wet spot.

Snuggling into him he hums kissing your head again, his hand coming down to massage your lower back. The sound of scattered dings makes your eyes open and he uses a remote to turn the stream off and the computer monitor while pulling off your mask.

He actually doesn't stop kissing your head and cheeks aftercare obviously a strong suit for him amongst everything else.

“I knew you werent rich cause of your brains… its your dick” you smirk peaking with one eye and watching as he smirks pulling off his blindfold showing his bright blue eyes.

“So you think i give good dick?” He ask arrogant smile on his face earning an eye roll but theres a teasing smile on your face.

“Princess?” He ask as you roll over to the other side letting out an exaggerated yawn. 

“Was that a no?” You hear him ask and you let out a giggle.

It's silent for a moment before You feel the tip of his dick at your entrance and shutter when he slowly pushes in the two of you moaning in sync.

“Call me your glorious blue eyed king and ill think about taking it easy on you” he groans in your ear with a small thrust. Wrapping an arm around the back of his neck and pushing back he lets one hand find a nipple and the other your clit.

“You have such a filthy mouth” you tell him remembering everything he said as you reach down to caress his balls making his hips stutter,

“Fuck… keep doing shit like that and im never leaving this pussy” he whimpers as your hand keeps massaging, fucking you a bit faster. He cups your clit grunting before flipping you on your back and throwing a leg over his shoulder leaning forward so your face to face.

“Tell me how good i feel wrapped around you” you demand wrapping your other leg around his shoulder and locking your ankles behind his neck. He closes his eyes for a second trying not to lose his mind and go absolutely feral at the way your core just opened up for him with that motion but fuck…

“Hope you like lunch because the way im going to fucking you were not going to wake up in time for breakfast.”

“Mmmm my glorious blue eyed king” you tease watching his eyes glow a little bit brighter.

Well if you made it this far shout out to you this is actually going to be a mini series about satoru suguru and reader becoming poly they actually can all be read as stand alones for my adhd girls/gays/theys and thems and will hold a recap/intro paragraph that explains what lead up to the moment even though i know were all really just here for the smut.

[k-aemi]

I really love your Kaiser ficsss and I need more!!

can we get Kaiser x sis reader, where she's too sheltered cause of Kaiser to the point where she doesn't really know much about sex, but her big brother will show her<33

kaiser michael ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ let me show you.

dubcon(?), manipulation, in/stepc*st, view it however you want, bimbo reader

divider: kodaswrld

brother!kaiser knows how cruel the world can really get. he cant be having his sweet little sister out there, all hopeless and clueless about the world. he doesnt want you corrupted...yet.

you dont know a lot of things. youre clueless about everything and sometimes you dont really have common sense, its kind of stupid and kaiser finds annoyance in it but since youre so adorable he lets it slide.

you never had a boyfriend. kaiser doesnt let you have one, he just tells you that you already have him, and its true! hes the best big brother ever. you could never ask for more.

but he always treated you like a kid, you hated that. you wanted to be more independent but kaiser doesn't give you that freedom to do so, and you don't know why! you're grown, yeah he takes care of the bills....but you can cook at least! not the best but it's something...

you didn't want to depend on him the whole time of your life. so you decide to talk to kaiser for his permission!

"misha! do you think i should become more independent...? like a job...? so i can help pay the bills too!" you went up to him as he read his book with his glasses. he's not happy with that, you probably don't even know the first thing about getting a job and you're here asking if you can get one?

"i already provide everything. don't go acting like you know anything." he says while still reading his book, flipping through the pages softly. you only pout, tapping your finger on your crossed arms. "but i'm an adult! you always just treat me like i'm still little!" he only sighs, closing the book before placing it on the nearby stand while taking off his glasses.

"you wanna act like an adult?" he tugged you by the ear and you whine. you only nod while trying to pull out of his grasp.

"ill show you."

"a-ah misha..hurts!" you gripped his biceps as your toes curled in pain mixed in with the new sensation you were feeling. the sounds of his balls clapping against your ass echoed the room and you can't help but drool. he lets out ragged breaths, inhaling a breath, taking in the feeling of your tight virgin pussy.

he had you undressed, telling you the first step was sex, something you weren't so familiar with... if being more independent was what you wanted, then he was gonna show you how it feels.

"you wanted to be treated like an adult? i'm fucking giving it. to. ya." he punctured each words with his thrust. and you can only moan pathetically with tears streaming down your cheeks. you didn't know this was part of being an adult.

"b-but hurts..!" your threw your head back when his tip hit a specific spot in you. your gummy walls sucked him in so well. he grazes his lips against your neck, biting the soft flesh. you only let out choked moans while wrapping your legs around his waist.

he licked your tears, fastening his pace on you and you feel like you're unable to breath. his cock stretched you and you felt like you're being split apart from it alone. your hand trails to his back, clawing his skin which would of definitely left marks.

he hissed, but you're lucky you're even cute else he would of gotten a bit mad at you. "fuck you were tighter than i thought." he pants, he feels like he can come any minute. he sucks in a breath before closing his eyes, just taking in the pleasure.

"feel something weird misha.." you whimpered out and he let out a chuckle. you were close, he can feel it, but so was he.

"fuck.." he groaned out, pulling out as a white sticky substance landed on you. coating your body and face. you pant and squirm, feeling so grossed out from it. but the moments you thought you could relaxed, kaisers fingers inserted you, immediately thrusting in and out at a fast pace as his fingers curled up and it has you screaming.

"w-wait! stomach feels weird!" you tried to take hold of his wrist but he only slapped it away which makes you cry. the knot in your stomach became stronger and you don't think you can hold it any longer. the squelching sound of your pussy juices was so erotic and embarrassing to hear, all of that was coming from you?

you let out a moan, more like a scream really. you came on his fingers as you tried to catch up with your breath. kaiser smirks, taking his fingers in his mouth to taste you. you were absolutely delicious. "now you know how it feels like."

[kaivenom]

👋 Hello-Hi. I just say your Doflamingo x reader fanfic and I was wondering if you could do one where Doffy has like a really quiet, hot( always gets flirted with at meetings), calm and stoic right hand and she is like REALLY STRONG and muscular, Doff secretly finds it hot. You can the it from there❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Doflamingo's (not so) unexpected crush

Summary: A series of small scenarios were Doflamingo clearly shows his crush to reader but she doesnt get it. At the end, somehow she managed to notice it.

Pairing: Donquixote Doflamingo x reader

Warning: just a little moment of violence but not even described explicit.

Masterlist

First day of work

You were excited to be a part of the Donquixote's pirates but now that your captain is also the king, you have a new job, a guard on the castle and you couldn't be more excited.

You can finally prove your value and worth to the crew, so you need to stay calm and stoic. You especially chosed an outfit that showed your muscles.

You were on the door making your shift and suddently he appeared, your fellow captain. He never noticed you on the ship, cause you were under the orders of one of his comrades.

He walked like he owned the place, literally, and with his view on the horizont... until he got to your spot. He walked two more steps and then came back, to look directly at you. The height difference made it difficult cause you have to look to the front and that coincided with his crotch.

You thought he would laugh or dismiss you from your job but he just stayed there looking at you thru his glasses.

"I want her on my personal guard, "he said to one of his comrades, "i want you to follow all my steps, come."

A calm moment

"Come on, you never talk about yourself, tell me something." he said while laying on the couch, "you aren't funny."

"My job is not being funny, is being your right hand."

"And when i promoted you i thought we could get along, know each other, share things..."

"I am not your friend, i am your counselor." he simulated that his heart was stabberd and pouted at you.

"That hurts, if it wasnt that i like you i would make you killed." he made a dramatic pause and suddently throwed a gym lift at you but you catched it, "i fucking love when you do that."

Guarding the meeting

You were on the front row of the salon, looking everywhere while keeping your cool, if someone does something weird then it's your time to act and beat the shit out of them.

The conversations on the table were boring but you know that this were the type of meetings that made Doflamingo burst in rage, but he was keeping an smile and answering calmy until...

"And that one being behind you? I heard that you had a right hand that was powerfull but i didn't thought that it would..."

And he couldn't finish the phrase cause his tongue and hands were cut by some of Doflamingo's invisible strings. The room became really cold and everyone seemed like they were to faint.

"I won't tolerate shame on my meeting, my right hand doesn't have anything to do with you filthy inferior beings and nobody can talk to them... less like that. The meeting is with me and i am the only one you should be scared off."

Training

The punching bag was hanging low and moving swingly with every punch you give, sweat running thru all your body and your training outfit.

Then you heard a clap from the shadows of the room and then the figure of your boss on the appearing on your side, how long has he been there?

"You are on a very good shape, you know that?"

"Thanks, i work for it, i need to be prepared to help you when it's needed."

"You already help me, plus you are a good view to have close and another plus, you could help me with other stuff."

"If you mean that paperwork that has been hanging on your table for the whole week... yes, i will do it."

You collected your things and went to his office, leaving him behind with what you believed it was a frustated sigh.

The reveal

You had to give him some informs so you went to his office and he wasnt there, he said that they were really urgent so you decided to go to his room... and he wasn't there either. You put the papers on the table and then you saw something weird.

Next to a closet there was a picture of yourself that you didn't remember taking. Then you decided to open the closet with a trembling hand and reveal a lot of photos of yourself surrounded by hearts.

You've been half an hour looking at this creepy fan stalker mural with fire emojis, heart shapes and arrow drawings. You know you have to get out but you are processing this.

"What are you doing?" Doflamingo's voice came from behind you.

"I.. i just... you..." your body could only point to the closet and he looked angry.

"You weren't supposed to see that, that's why it was on a closet...i wouldn't do this if you weren't such a stoic bitch that didn't pay attention to me." he was clearly angry but mostly flustered about you discovering his secret.

You got up and kicked him on the knees for insulting you, then he had to bend cause of the pain and you could reach his face to kiss his lips. A surprised gasp escaped his lips while you separate from him, leaving him blushing. You playfully slapped him on the cheek and kissed it.

"And i thought i was the one with bad comunication... do sign the papers and then come to my room."

He stood there impressed, blushed, embarrased, horny... to many emotions at the same time. He just knows that he would be doing the paperwork really fast.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Sorry this request might be a little weird; Im gonna try and word it best I can. Can you do something with Alastor and the reader, who very slowly and maybe unintentionally became friends; where Alastor confesses his feelings and how much he cares for the reader... But the reader doesnt take him seriously? The reader basically doesnt think he is actually interested in dating them. The reader thinks its a joke, he is just trying to use them, or otherwise just trying to get something out of them. Not in like a distrustful way either. The reader has the attitude of 'oh yeah. The great radio demon who has girls falling at his feet and can get ANYONE he wants is interested in me? Right, good one.' Like its a self-esteem/self-worth thing stopping them from believing him. Oh and this is for Hazbin Hotel obviously, but just in case I had to say it.

Please Please Please~

(This honestly was me projecting because this is me anytime someone shows interest in me. I have horrible self-esteem issues lol)

When you woke in hell, you thought nothing of it, really. You did some good, and you sure did some bad, so maybe this was exactly where you were always supposed to be. You had no anger or frustration about your placement because you simply couldn’t care enough. Heaven or hell, you probably would still be fighting for something. If anything, you hoped you would just fall asleep in death, but where would the fun in that be?

Upon your arrival, a few things became quite clear: 1. It was a dog-eat-dog world here in hell, so be prepared for anything. 2. The more souls you own, the more powerful you are, so start making some friends to make just as many enemies. 3. You will always be less powerful and popular than the TV head and the Radio Demon.

The only downside is you never got to meet this Radio Demon. He had been missing for seven years, according to the streets, and long gone, but still, he was the talk of countless women and men, especially Vox. This wasn’t a surprise, though; how people explained his rise to power was even more impressive and unique to you. He would one day be a formidable foe if you crossed him, or would he? The last extermination was killer. Half your souls had been killed off, and you were left a lot weaker from an injury caused by angelic steel. A slash was going straight across your back from a poorly-timed dodge. You weren’t bad at fighting; you weren't good at it either. Usually, during exterminations, you would hide at the Vee’s tower or another notable place. However, unsurprisingly, you were kicked out after your loud denial of working with the Vees. 

Seeking refuge at the next best place, you stumbled upon the Hazbin Hotel. Delirious and in pain, it was indeed just a stumble into the lobby. Upon entering, you saw an excited and concerned blonde chick, someone with a spear, and then all that was left was just red—beautiful crimson red. 

Some days had to have passed; you only know this because your wounds were wrapped up, and the calendar in the room you were placed in had days since the extermination marked off. Five days you spent asleep resting and recouping. Though your body was mainly healed, the scar you saw on your back when you stood was anything but attractive. Sighing, you sat on the cold bathroom floor.

You were never much of a beauty in your mind. You were just simply good enough. Sometimes, you could seduce a soul into your clutches, win a soul gambling, and sometimes gain one from fighting—a jack of all trades, master of none. Yet now, your value has significantly decreased with a giant scare running across the expanse of your back. Sighing, you stood once more and decided you would figure out where the hell you were and who was stupidly kind enough to help you.

With your top half fully bandaged, you didn’t think about putting on a shirt. The idea of anything rubbing on your wound annoyed you greatly. So, being mindful of potential others, you walked around carefully, ensuring your bandages were tight. Looking around, it was a reasonably average hotel. Nothing was too crazy about it; it just had some eerie decor at the most.

Rounding the last corner, you found stairs that opened up to the lobby, and dear lord, above did you wish you stayed in your room. A loud, cheerful presence came bombarding you, shouting a hundred questions about your health, your name, and what happened. You almost wanted to retreat into the shadows at how brightly she shone when you agreed to stay at her hotel and take a shot at redemption.

You met the residents quickly after that. It's not like you had much of a choice anyway. Surprisingly, the one you clicked with the most was the famed Alastor, the Radio Demon. How you two clicked was beyond everyone, besides the fact you were cunning and a silver tongue speaker like the man himself. Maybe that is why he found you amusing and watched you work your magic on lulling Husk even into a secure enough place to talk to you.

His lack of asking for your soul surprised you more than anything. Though you knew Charlie had her rules in the hotel, that didn’t dissuade the Deer from making his own choices. You commended him for his poise and regality; you understood why he was the talk of the town even when Vox was trying so hard to be the new it boy. Alastor was handsome in a nonconventional way; he was refined, elegant, and poised. He treated women like a gentlemen and men like they were just one step below him. 

You wouldn’t lie to yourself and say you weren't enamored; you liked him a lot from just the first handful of conversations. However, one late night really sealed the nail in your coffin of love for the affamed Overlord. You two were sitting on the lobby chair, the long-forgotten bar, and a nursed bottle of Whiskey between you two. Each new glass only brought you two closer, having a lot of similarities. 

You also killed upon your time on earth as a means to protect the ones you cared about and end those who acted foolishly like them. You also died an untimely death at the hands of something out of your control. You were both quick-witted and capable of compelling those around you with your voice and words. The only significant difference was he was an Overlord, a beautiful, attractive overlord. At the same time, you were just a sinner with a few damned souls that saw potential in you.

After that night, you and Alastor grew a lot closer. You would even dare to call him your best friend, knowing that nothing more would ever come of your two relationship past that. Not only was Alastor continuously turning women and men down left and right, but Angel was convinced the man didn’t know what romance or sex was. You couldn’t help but agree with him as every beautiful person who crossed his path was quickly shooed away or disposed of. 

As the Adam-led extermination approached, you noticed Alastor took a particular interest in your training. You were opting for him to train you and approve your placement on the battlefield. Your heart soared at his kindness, but you didn’t want to get your hopes up. He didn’t want to lose a like-minded friend, which was all this was. As you all prepared for the event, his sudden and lingering hug was just him being worried about a friend.

You would do and say anything to convince yourself he just saw you as a friend, even as he scolded you for your injuries after the battle. He just cared a lot about his best friend. You were nothing comparative in power and prestige as Alastor was, so he would never see you as more. This was all just a fond kindness he used with Niffty, Roise, and Mimzy. You wouldn’t allow yourself to be a fool and believe anything more would happen. 

As your affection grew for the Radio Demon, so did your self-doubt and negative self-esteem. You didn’t want to embarrass yourself like Mimzy, pining after a demon that would never love you. Your nights at the bar became more and more apparent enough that Husk took to talking to you and trying to help you out. This didn’t go unnoticed by the boss of said man. No, instead, jealousy was brewing inside of him, watching you grow closer to the cat demon. Jealousy that was soon to reach a head.

Alastor was utterly infatuated with you. You were a perfect mix of normalcy and insanity, something he admired dearly. You were not overbearing or clingy like Mimzy, not psychotic and wild like Niffty, and not motherly and borderline insane like Rosie. No, you were a perfect combination of what he loved in all his dear friends. That’s all you were right, a dear friend. It didn’t help that you stopped spending time with him and hanging around Husk; he grew irate. 

He needed help and fast; who better to turn to than his motherly companion, Rosie? Wanting to get you out of Husk's grasp, though he invited you along on the trip. It was pleasant. You wrapped around his arm as he led you through the streets, up until cannibal town people cowering at your feet. Once in cannibal town, though, the women came flocking. He was used to this, declining, pushing people away, and even allowing his shadows a meal or two. However, the frown on your face was the least of his expectations. He hadn’t long to question it before you two arrived at Rosie’s Emporium. 

As you two entered, you were immediately enamored with all of the goods Rosie had sold. Once quick introductions were out of the way, Alastor approached the side table to speak with his friend while you looked around more. His worries and fears were confirmed, though; he was, in fact, in love with you. Alastor wasn’t one to skimp on charm; he was a gentleman who would court you properly. 

After your visit to Rosies, you noticed a new change in Alastor. He was quite literally everywhere you were. You couldn’t get far without him complimenting you, giving you a gift, or asking you to accompany him on errands. You figured that your time secluding and hanging out with Husk might have made him think you didn’t want to be friends anymore. So, with a smile, you welcomed this change and stuck through it. Why not accept his doting behavior before he finally broke your heart and said he didn’t like dating or got a partner? 

This went on for months. The lingering touches, longer hugs, late-night talks, gifts galore, and, most importantly, him letting his guard down around you made you feel special. According to Husk, he hasn't done this with any of his other close friends. This made you almost hope that there was something more. Alastor had countless options, though, so of course, he would never choose you. Why would you allow him to embarrass you like that? 

After six months of pursuing you, Alastor believed he had amply courted you. He had enlisted the help of Charlie and Vaggie to set up the lobby so he could ask you to be his officially. The room was perfect: low lighting, candles, your favorite flowers, and food placed out. All that was missing was you there on his arm. He knew it was perfect for you, everything to your heart's desire. 

You were in shock as you entered the lobby after an impromptu errand Charlie needed to be done. You couldn’t even begin to understand what was going on. As you walked in, you saw Alastor sitting at the table before you, a large smile on his face. You looked at him quizically. “Uh, Al, what is all this?” He looked around awkwardly—that was the first time you saw that expression. “Well, Y/N, what does it look like? Of course, it's a date for us, in the hotel's safety.” You scrunched up your eyebrows, trying to process his words. “A date?” He seemed to be growing more tense by the moment; he expected you to be happy and excited, and you seemed to like his courting so much. “Yes, dear, we have been courting for some time now, which leads me to believe you were ready for a date. Was I mistaken?” You were taken aback. Are you courting? When did that happen? You looked at Alastor, trying to piece together the puzzles. Could he have liked you all this time? No, there is no way; he had so many options, so many better, less disfigured options. “Al, are you waiting for a different girl? Is this some like practice run for a person you want to date? You shouldn’t play with me like this. It’s not nice.” Alastor looked genuinely upset, only momentarily before his signature smile returned. “No, Y/N. This is for you. I have been courting you. Did you not realize my advances towards you? I have been avidly seeking you and you alone out.” You started to tear up. You wanted to believe him; you did, but it was hard. You weren’t the best; you weren’t the strongest. You had nothing going for you than surviving hell each day. “What, no? What do you mean? You can’t mean me. I am nothing, Alastor. I am nothing; I would just be embarrassing you. You are a powerful Overlord—a handsome, sought-after man. I am nothing. I am just here a sinner designed to fight through hell, that is all.” Alastor began to realize what you were getting at. You didn’t see yourself as being good enough for him. He never learned the toll you put yourself through watching person after person fall to his feet. You were watching him turn them all away and go about his day. You thought he was going to do the same to you. You thought you would never be good enough for him when you have always been what he wanted all along. 

“Oh, Y/N, no.” He rushed over to you, holding you close. Even as you fought to push him away, he stayed holding you close until you calmed. “Y/N, it has always been you. Yes, I am rough around the edges and have high expectations, but you meet them, Y/N. Can you not see how close and compatible we are since the day you moved in?” You stilled and listened. Could it be true that he liked you too this whole time? What if this was some sick prank to torture you? You looked up at Alastor, a genuine smile replacing his normal, calculated one. “Alastor, if I agree with this, you won't hurt me, right?” He sighed and held you close. “I can’t promise not to hurt you; I am an overlord and a selfish creature. However, I promise never to lie, cheat, or steal from you. I choose to love you and you alone, Y/N.” You smiled brightly and reached up, kissing his lips softly. His arms snaked around your waist as he deepened the kiss, and both of you closed your eyes. You could easily get used to being the top overlord's girl. 

Just please, please, please let him prove you wrong…

[maiyz]

a pearl

yuji x reader | masterlist

01: nice binder goob

you arrived at jujutsu tech in early february, it gives you about 4 months to plan an assassination of sukunas vessel, a first year student named yuuji itadori.

your tactical boots specialized in traction and protection crunch the winter leaves below you. its just about 6am, you woke up early today.

you plan out the killing in your head. come to think about it 4 months is a lot isnt it? you typically like making it quick and simple, although you have little experience in actual killing people.

perhaps bidding your time would be the best option. jujutsu tech is filled with many powerful individuals who would most likely kill her if they knew her intentions. your biggest fear is the 10 shadows user, he appears to have the closest relationship to sukunas vessel.

at around 7am she arrived outside the classroom, where gojo sensei would be waiting to introduce her to the measly 3 first year students inside.

“everybody!” gojo shouts at a volume way too loud for 7 in the morning. “we have a new student! give her a round of applause!”

sukunas vessel and kugisaki clap lamely while fushiguro makes no attempt to indulge in gojos acts.

you enter the classroom and bow slightly before walking to the single empty desk. “thats yn zenin! which puts the first year class at 4 students! hooray!” gojo shouts.

you have no intention on talking to the other students, or anyone for that matter. while gojo talks about paired missions all you can do is fight the urge to fall asleep, maybe waking up early was a bad idea.

“ok! we have an even number of students sooo…! were gonna do paired missions! nobara and megumiii in one pair and ill supervise yuji and yn!”

is gojo ever quiet.

oh, me and sukunas vessel?

thats good. i could probably kill him easily. what about the veil though? i surely wouldnt be let out if gojo is supervising.

well its still good to figure out some information about sukunas vessel.

you enter the car driven by gojo, the mission you were assigned to is a grade 2 curse in an abandoned hospital about 45 minutes away. you stare out the window on to the dense forest near the road.

the car stops before gojo tells you and sukunas vessel to get out of the car. you stretch slightly when getting out due to sitting for too long before starting to walk to the mission site.

gojo lowers his veil trapping you and sukunas vessel, hopefully he doesnt like. kill you or smth.

you walk around looking for a 2nd grade curse, checking the patients rooms, waiting room, the roof. although you just cant put your finger on where it is.

while youre looking, sukunas vessel keeps blabbering on and on, to the point where youre starting to tune him out.

he taps your shoulder which throws you off guard, causing you to step back away from him quickly.

“just trying to ask a question” sukunas vessel says.

i thought he was gonna kill me. he couldve just now.

“what.”

“why did you become of a sorcerer?”

theres a brief silence before you say. “its none of your business”

“thats fine, you remind me of fushiguro in a way! youre both very grumpy you know?”

after about a couple minutes of fighting with the curse you end up surviving the mission relatively unharmed, sukunas vessel took most of your heavy hits for you.

you and sukunas vessel end up both going to ms leiri for her expertise in reverse cursed technique. not that you needed it, you just tagged along.

you tagged along because you had to. not because you wanted to.

you, the other 2 firsts years, and sukunas vessel get treated to. revolver sushi. or something similar to that. you expected this is be a gun shop or maybe the name of a brand, not a type of restaurant.

“what you and kugisaki never been to a revolving sushi place? you have to go its so cool! its for the experience!” (ita)

“they dont have those where i grew up. revolving sushi is cheap isnt it? lets go somewhere expensive since gojo sensei is paying” (kugi)

“but i want it! its not about how expensive it is, its about the experience!” (ita)

“you say that until you get food poisoning.” (kugi)

“you agree with me, right zenin!??” (ita)

you shake your head in disagreement.

“see i told you! zenin agreed, were gonna get steak!” (kugi)

“when did zenin agree to get steak” (fushi)

“shut your mouth.” (kugi)

extra!

lol im so stupid instead of zenin i use ln frigg

can u tell dialogue is my least fav thing ever. ngl everything non smau is.mmmlol

my friend said i was the type to read ao3 and bl. i ask her hiw did she know what that meant and she was like. i have my sources. ok freak

i played volleyball and i hit it and it bounce onto my face or smth ow

my chromebook got power washed wuess by who. me. i did on accident my bad 💔✌️

took soso long for this I SPENT LJKE 2 weeks. next chapter in 6 weeks stay stuned

ok gn.

taglist! (0/50)

[gatitties]

Zoro x reader with reader unable to feel pain since birth and suffers from haemophilia or a blood clotting disorder which causes heavy bleeding / haemorrhage even with the smallest cuts. But since reader doesnt feel pain, she doesnt notice the bleeding and thought she's just tired so she went to her room for a nap but actually ended up passing out on her bed. When Zoro thought he hasnt seen you for some time, goes to your room to check and is horrified to see pale reader and your sheets soaked in blood. Tried to see where the bleeding is from but cannot see a wound consistent with the bleeding, but notices a medium sized cut in your hand, though not heavy, this continues to bleed and doesnt show any signs of stopping even when he tried applying pressure in it. Panic settling in, he calls the crew for help. You can make it either angst or hurt/comfort, i'll let ypu decide ^^

─Zoro x reader

─Summary: Some advantages are also weaknesses, but above all a great concern for Zoro.

─Warnings: blood

"One last stretch and you can go rest"

Zoro warned you as your muscles flexed to strengthen your muscles and strength, ever since you decided to take the path of being a pirate with a bounty on your head, you thought that daily training would keep you fit enough so that the marines wouldn't give you too many headaches. Due to a disease you were born with, you are unable to feel pain, which is a great advantage in a fight but a disadvantage, not feeling anything will give you the drive to continue fighting without your brain registering the pain, but your body has its own limit even if you don't feel it physically. For that reason you asked Zoro for help with your training, since he did it himself, he checked that you didn't overexert yourself until your body started to fail.

"That's all for today, good job, you should take a shower and rest."

"Thanks, what's tomorrow?"

"Lower body" he smiled ghostly when he saw your annoyed face, he knew that training legs was not one of your favorite things but it was necessary "see you at dinner"

You said goodbye vaguely with a gesture, heeding his words, you took a long and well-deserved hot shower, although you didn't feel it, you knew that your muscles relax under the drops of water and it makes you sigh, the warm sensation relaxes you to the point of almost falling asleep, if it weren't for Nami wanting to come in, you could have fainted right there. You staggered a little trying to get to your room, thinking that your eyelids felt heavy due to the tiredness of training, as well as the slight feeling of dizziness, you didn't bother to adjust yourself, your body collapsed against the mattress and you immediately stopped being conscious.

The afternoon continued quietly like any other, Nami was mapping, Chopper was sorting out medical supplies, Brook was practicing some sheet music, Robin was reading while sunbathing, Sanji was cooking dinner… everyone gathered together once he finished today’s dish, but you didn’t show up at the time you usually did, Luffy was getting impatient because Sanji wasn’t going to let him eat unless everyone was at the table, so he sent Zoro to find you.

"Hey, dinner’s ready idiot, what’s taking you so long? I told you to rest, not hibernate."

He knocked on the door a couple of times with his knuckles, waiting a couple of seconds to knock again, not knowing that something more than impatience was making its way through his senses, he carelessly opened the door, horrified by the scene before his eyes, your body lay on your bed barely hanging on, ─you had been slowly sliding to the floor since you fell asleep─ your sheets were completely soaked in blood, your own blood staining the whole place as if someone had made a massacre right there.

"Fuck-"

He hurried to turn you around, your face was pale due to the loss of blood, his mind was going so fast that he didn't think about telling anyone at that moment, he needed to find where the bleeding was coming from and try to stop it, but his efforts were null, there wasn't any bruise, there wasn't any big cut on your body, it seemed as if you had simply decided to expel blood everywhere. He began to sweat as he noticed your labored breathing, overcoming the initial shock he screamed for help at the top of his lungs as he continued to investigate the cause of this strange event.

"Oh my God! What happened!? There's no time, quick, go to the medical room!"

He immediately carried your body, heeding the orders that Chopper barked with concern, the rest of the team followed them closely observing your condition with concern. Chopper did his job but he was also unable to find the reason for your problems, it was not until, when you entered a more stable state due to the blood transfusion that Zoro took your hand, he felt the crimson liquid stain his palm.

"Chopper, get a couple of bandages."

A small cut on your hand caused all that disaster, but once they found and fixed the problem, they allowed themselves to rest, at least the doctor and the others, continued with dinner as planned, Zoro however preferred to stay by your side in case you woke up, you always scared him to death with this kind of things, it's not the first nor the last time it will happen to you and he will never stop being worried enough about you, you are not helping him cope with his feelings and one day you will give him a heart attack if you keep going like this.

[peanutheaddd]

For divine au, once Petey has left dm’s body and seen the damage possessing him has caused is he afraid that he’s accidentally killed him at first? Is he afraid that dm won’t wake up? Fellas is it gay to stay by the bedside of the man you possessed and formed a soul bond with while you wait for him to wake up? I imagine that Petey would be very protective of dm for a while after while he’s recovering and would help him tend to his injuries

ur au’s are so good Peanutheaddd they make me so crazy please don’t explode and disappear lmao

AAAAAABSOLKUUUUTTEEELYYYYYYY THANK U FOR THIS ASK YES YES YES A MIIIIOKIM TIME YES!!!!!!!!!!! ohhh my god post possession detey save me save me post possession detey

he knows abt the soul going dormant and the comatose state Yes but he has No idea if dms body can handle all the physical damage he took . and he feels So So So guilty . he is 100% terrified that hes accidentally killed him . and he has no way to tell . yes his heart is still beating but he has No idea if it will Keep beating .

in my head the possession actually ends prematurely . i think dms body Couldnt keep going . like it physically broke down and petey was like wtf happened so he left his body . so theyre lwk still in hot water when the possession ends and petey sees how fucked up he got . so its just thjs shit ass situation where lp is Still at active risk of getting taken by heaven, dm is completely out of commission and they have No idea if hell even Survive the next hour, and peteys lwk spiraling bc this is quite literally the Worst thing that could happen

its important to note here that petey actually doesnt believe that god is alive . he fully believes god has Been dead for a while . i think graces death made him completely apathetic bc he had this mindset of if god was alive then she wouldnt have died .

but its This moment . where hes terrified bc he has no idea what theyll do to his son and he has no idea if dm will live or die . that he prays for the first time in. Forever. and the Only thing hes praying for is lp and dms safety . zero regard for his own safety . and ultimately Thats what wakes god up . love that makes even the worst sinner not only Have Faith again but pray for something in an Entirely sefless manner . Oh my god im sick.IM SICK IN THE HEAD BRO

i dont have the deets yet but essentially god is the one who ends the altercation . but once it ends petey Stil has no idea if dm will live or die . basically the end of the altercation only guarantees that lp will be safe . since it only happened in the first place to try and take him away . so once the altercation ends yes hes So So So relieved lp is safe and will be safe but he cant say the same abt dm and thats freaking him out .

i think he js hauls ass to the church and gets dm to his room . and he just . sits there . doesnt rlly move . and he js keeps watching him . for however long it takes for dm to wake up again .

i actually think the church people and lp tend to him while hes in his comatose state not petey . i feel like petey wouldnt wanna touch him bc of The Guilt. like Hes the reason hes like this so how could ge even think of laying a finger on him .

i also think petey leaves before dm wakes up . like . its js this idea of like Oh theres No Way hed be happy to see me not after what i did to him . so when dm wakes up lp is there and dm is like oh thank god ur ok. bc that means the possession was successful and the altercation ended in their favor but then hes like ?? wheres ur dad . and lp is like 😬😬. bc lp knows damn well this is peteys self sabotaging behavior coming out . and he tells dm this and dm is like holy fuck is that cat stupid bc literally all he wanted after he woke up was to see his kitty cats plural 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

i reckon he gets up to try and find him (which is stupid bc he could be Literally anywhere) and peteys lit js camping outside the church where hes out of eyesight but he can still kinda keep an eye on him and js be around should anything happen .

i mentioend in a prev ask that demons can feel their vessels pain and i thinm pt gets like a body ache and hes like That cant be right. so he looks around and lo and behold he sees dm meandering about outside when he Should be resting and he Knows that hes not fully recovered yet bc he can literally feel how it hurts for him to even walk . so without rlly thinking he immediately confronts him and is like WHAT THE FUCK . GO BACK TO BED BRO and dms response to that is to hug him . and he can feel his heart beat . feel the strength in his arms. and hes like Oh my god. and the relief js completely floods his system . like Oh hes alive . hes well . hes still in one piece .

but theres still this Guilt thats making it impossible for him to let his guard down . the hug goes unreciprocated even tho its lwk all he wants to do at that moment and he goes kinda stiff bc he is So terrified of hurting him again . its so palpable dm can Sense it . all the guilt and the fear . so hes like js stay with me will u ? like damn . 😭😭😭 and at this point peteys lwk weak to him so hes like Okay . I guess .

and then i reckon its js petey awkwardly hovering around the room keeping an eye on dm like a nervous mom and dm having to gradually go pspsps to him and get him to stop being freaked out all the damn time

there is def a scene where dm insists that petey helps him with changing his bandages or smth bc hes trynna ease him back into just . remembering that dms not made of glass and remembering that hes not an inherently dangerous person . and that he fully has the capacity to be gentle . i reckon seeing the injuries kinda makes dms plan backfire bc peteys like Ohhh my god this is literally my fucking fault

seeeeemi unrelated but i think pt also starts subconsciously keeping his wings away from dm which sucks for dm bc he likes peteys wings LMFAO when hes not adrenaline pumped theyre kinda js pleasantly warm

its just this whole sich post possession where dm almost dies and petey starts seeing himself as inherently a dangerous person . even tho their relationship up until this point has been implicitly amicable But more explicitly kinda hostile and antagonistic (enemies to lovers L) dm has to kind of put that aside and be gentler w him js to remind him that he still cares abt him and that he did the right thing and that hes fine and he will be fine . so its js them kinda spending day to day w lp doing whatever . DOMESTICITY WIN!!!!!!!!!! YEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

and i think thats where my thought process ends for now . #motherfuckign awesome I LOVE MY AU

[justagirlwholikesadam]

The American: Welcome Back!

Remus Lupin x American! Reader

Summary: Sirius slips out a name that Harry has never heard of before. He wants to get to the bottom of it and wants to know who is this so called, Yankee.

A/n: Not sure of doing more on this. It's up to the readers. I had this idea brewing in my head. Enjoy! -L

Warning: SFW, fuff, angst, tonks doesn't get the hint, Harry finds out he has a aunt, we are with remus because why not, saying the lord's name in vain.

Word Count: 4.1K

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The day was long and Harry was utterly exhausted. There were some days where he didn't even want to get up from bed. He was tired. Tired of everything that had recently happened. Voldemort was coming back and he had an army. He wanted to join The Order of Phoenix, Sirius had backed him up during dinner at Grimmauld Place. The place that once held the Black Family is now used for The Order to have their meeting.

Roaming around Grimmauld Place after dinner, Harry found himself in the room that held the family tree of the Black Family. That’s what Sirius told him when he found him inside looking at the walls.

“My mother did that after I ran away. She was a charming woman.” Sirius told him as he pointed at a burn mark above his name on the wall. Harry can see the sadness and anger in his eyes. Sirius hated his family for their wicked ways and their outdated ideas.

“I was always welcomed at the Potters.” Sirius answered Harry when the boy asked him where he went after he left home at the age of sixteen.

“We all were.” Sirius said as his eyes drifted to the end of the room, there was a faint smile on his face. “Your grandparents were so kind to everyone. Even to me and to Yankee.”

“Yankee?” Harry asked Sirius. His Godfather’s blue eyes widened when he realized he said it outloud.

“Another friend of the group. Remus hasn't mentioned it to you?” Harry shook his head.

“Another secret added to the list of secrets everyone keeps from me. How grand.” Harry said with a huff as he turned away from Sirius. He understood his godson. He didn't want Harry to feel that way. Before Sirius can speak out the front door opens and he can hear people walking inside.

“It's probably the Order. We should greet them. We will speak about this.” Sirius said, placing a hand on Harry’s shoulder.

Sirius walked, Harry was behind him as they made their way down the hall to the kitchen where they saw Tonks and Remus. By the look on Remus’ face, Sirius knew Remus was annoyed. He chuckled when he saw Tonks being a little bit too touchy to his best mates liking. Harry watched as he sat down on the kitchen table as Remus dogged a touch from Tonks and made his way to sit across from Harry.

“Harry.” Remus greets him as he sits down by the far end of the table where Harry sat. Sirius quickly makes his way to the only seat next to Remus.

“Tonks, I believe Molly wanted to speak with you about something.” Sirius said over his shoulder at her, who just then realized she was too late to sit next to Remus. She rolled her eyes but nodded before walking away from the kitchen. Harry kept his mouth shut as he looked at Sirius and Remus who were having a silent conversation with their eyes.

“This wouldn't be happening if you just told everyone the truth, Moony.” Sirius finally said putting his elbows on the table.

Remus took a drink of his tea and glanced over at Harry.

“Tonks is a lovely lass but she doesn't understand the word NO.” Harry knew too well about Tonks' crush on Remus. He had seen the girl fawn over his ex werewolf teacher before. Remus always lets her down gently, telling her he was too old for her and he doesnt think it's a good idea because he's a werewolf.

“Well her and Molly are in the same boat.” Sirius commented, making Remus agree with him since Molly was the first to add the idea into Tonks' mind.

“Maybe Yankee can help.” Harry mumbled as he looked down at the table not noticing how Remus' face changed.

“What?” Remus asked in a deep voice causing Harry to look up. Looking over Sirius who had a grimace look, his heart fell to his stomach.

“Where did you hear that name?” Harry cursed at himself, calling himself an idiot for throwing that name out. He wasn’t expecting Remus’ reaction. Remus' eyes darken for a second.

He did it because he had got annoyed by the fact that no one wanted to tell him anything. He knew it was true because of the look on Sirius’ face when he told them at dinner about what Voldemort wants. Molly had interrupted Sirius, telling him that Harry is just a boy and that he doesn’t need to know any of this.

“My fault, Moony. It came out when I told Harry about his grandparents.” Sirius said, looking over at Remus.

“Didn't we say-” “I know.” Sirius cuts him off.

Before Remus could speak again, Sirius waved his hand at Remus. “Do remember, I have kept it a secret for 12 years. That counts for something and Harry should know about his cool badass aunt.”

‘Aunt? Cool? Badass?’ Harry repeats to himself. Remus takes another sip and looks at Harry over the rim of the teacup. Looking over at Sirius, who is staring at him with pleading eyes to not be mad. Remus lets out a sigh.

“My wife is indeed a cool badass, isn't she?” Remus asked while giving Sirius a smirk. His pal smiled and bumps his shoulders with him before looking over at Harry.

“Wife?” Harry asked, looking between Remus and Sirius. “But you don't have-” Remus brings a hand to his neck and pulls on a golden chain under his sweater and shows it to Harry. There was a golden wedding band at the end of the chain.

“Is she-ddd-dead?” Harry asked in a stutter. Sirius shakes his head at Harry and he doesn't know why he felt relief. “I spoke to her two days ago. She made it safely to California after being stationed in New York for two years.” Remus said.

“In America? New York City, the states?” Harry asked, surprised. The two men infront of Harry nodded, smiling at the young boy's shocked face.

“Why would she leave? She's your wife.”

“She left because she is an American and they needed people. Hence the nickname, Yankee.” Harry still looked confused.

Sirius leans forward. “We aren't the only Order, Harry. Voldemort has gone as far as letting other Death Eaters go to the States to recruit more. Yankee is a member of our Order as well as the American’s Order. She is fighting as we are speaking."

“Wow.” Harry said after a few seconds.

“Does she know about me?” Sirius lets out a chuckle as Remus just smiles at Harry.

“Knows you?! She wiped your behind when you were just a babe. Remus here too.” Sirius smacks Remus’ back then turns serious to Harry.

“As the godfather, I had much more important things to do with you then wiping your behind.” Remus rolls his eyes at Sirius.

“Like buying him a broom when he was just a couple of days old.” Remus said with a laugh.

“Sirius would watch us change you as he stood by the door of your room. Harry, Sirius is willing to do anything for you but he just couldn't change your diaper even if it was with magic. The moment he saw we were done. Sirius would grab you and announce there were official and important things to do with you.” Harry just smiled bright as he listened to Remus' story.

“Yeah! They were important.” Sirius shouts playfully.

“Watching the telly with Harry isn't that important.”

“I would show him quidditch matches, like I said, an important matter.” Their laughter quicked down after a few minutes.

“She loves you so much. We both do.” Remus said softly, dropping his gaze from Harry after Harry caught it.

Years thinking he was alone and the only family he had hated him had taken a toll on Harry. There was so much abuse he had put up with and even when the world around him was crumbling down with everything that was going on. He felt happy that there were people who loved him. People he can consider his family. Harry thought it was only Sirius but he just gained an uncle and an aunt. His little family was growing.

“Why keep it a secret, then?” Harry asked. “It will help to get rid of Tonks” The young boy nodded.

“She’s wanted.” Sirius answered him, making Harry frown. Remus leans over the table. “Yankee is a powerful witch and dont think I'm just saying this because she's my wife but she might even be in Dumbledore’s level of magic. She had gone up with him once and almost won.”

“Who wants her so bad that it must be kept in secret?"

“The Dark Lord himself, at first it was the Death Eaters because she was in their house.”

“She was Slytherin?” Harry asked in a shout as he rose up from his chair. Sirius and Remus glance over at each other knowing all too well of this reaction when people found out what house you were in while you were at school.

“She wasn't like them. Different from everyone. She was the only American in Hogwarts in our time.” Sirius said.

“I don't believe it.” Harry said. Remus stood up and grabbed his empty tea cup.

“She was different from them. That we must say. We say that because she had so many reasons to turn bad. School and her home life back in the States weren’t a happy place for her. If she had gone bad, I wouldn't be angry at her.” Harry let Remus’ words sink in.

“You said she went up with Dumbledore once, they fought didn't they? She almost won.” Both men smiled at Harry.

“That fight was…” Sirius trails off then looks at Remus. “How old are you again?” Remus asked.

“Fifteen.” Harry answered. Remus nods at him. “You were a year old when your parents died. That was 14 years ago.” Harry rose a brow and pointed at himself.

“Fight was about me?” Remus nods.

“Dumbledore wanted to give you to the Dursley since they were your real family. I couldn't do it, I was broken and was sent to Azkaban. Remus and Yankee fought hard for you.” Sirius said looking over at Remus who held his gaze at the ground with the cup in his hands.

“They wanted to adopt you. Dumbledore refused and Yankee lost it saying that they were your real family.”

“She whipped her wand out and pointed it at him. Minerva almost fainted. Had to hold her as they dueled.” Remus said reminiscing the way he held the woman as he watched his wife duel with the most powerful wizard.

“Dumbledore, of course, won. He had more experience with magic and dueling. He was sweating though at the end and had mentioned to her that he hasn't done that for years.” Remus told them as he placed the teacup in the sink and walked back to the kitchen table.

“Wow.” Harry said once more as he smiled at them.

"What's wow?” Tonks asked as she walked into the room with Molly and a few other members behind them.

“Nothing, love. Lets have some tea, everyone.” Sirius said as the members walked inside while Remus put the kettle on with more water.

Harry found himself in Sirius' old room the next day. Sirius allowed him too, telling him to take any clothes he sees fit. Sirius had told Harry after the war they will be able to be a family again. Sirius was going to renovate the house, make it new and make it a real house to be filled with a loving family. Harry found some jumpers to his liking and folded them on the bed as he continued with his search. He looks over at the bookcases and glances over the covers. As he watches the books, he sees a paper sticking out between the hardcover books. The edge of the paper was out and carefully Harry started to pull it with his thumb and index finger, it was a black and white photo. He looks at the back to see black cursive writing on it.

Yankee and Moony’s Honeymoon - NYC 1978

Flipping it over, he saw Remus holding a girl in his arms. Remus looked so young and had less scars on his face. His hair was shaggy and he had a mustache.

Harry had to admit, you look beautiful in Remus’ arms. You were smiling and as the picture moved, you looked up at Remus who then gave you a kiss. Both of you looked ahead and the picture repeated itself. Hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, Harry quickly hides the picture in between the folded jumpers. He was sure Sirius wouldn't mind, if he took a picture of his uncle and aunt. Harry only had his parents’ picture. He would like to add this next to them.

After his charges were dropped for using magic out of school, Harry found himself thinking about Moony and Yaknee as he made his way back to Hogwarts for another year. He wanted to know so he found himself in the library, looking at old yearbooks and even wandering in the hallway of famous wizards and students. He was about to walk away when he noticed a case at the far end. Looking up he noticed it was a case of The Triwizard Tournament, 1976.

Harry thought they shut it down in 1971 due to the death toll being high. Perhaps, this was kept secret. He looked at the items on the glass case and stopped when he saw a familiar faze. It was you, looking at the bottom he read your name out loud. His eyes widened as he saw the picture moving. You were selected to compete in the Triwizard Tournament. He can see the green Slytherin uniform you wore and on the bottom, he reads the rest of the names of the competitors.

Looking at the rest of the photos framed in the case, he froze when he saw the trophy and right next to it there's a picture of you holding the trophy. You look like you've been through hell and Harry could see your clothes were dirty and ripped. Your face was dirty and he could see the dried blood on your forehead. He started to laugh when he saw you doing a rock and roll hand gesture while sticking your tongue out at the camera. It seems you had a happier ending then him. He feels himself down at the thought of Cedric's death.

Flying to London on Thestrals was the last thing Harry thought would happen but it worked. He and his friends, Dumbledore's army, made their way to the Ministry of Magic in an attempt to rescue Sirius Black since he had a vision of it. He had to save his Godfather.

Walking inside Harry recovers the object that Voldemort is after, a bottled prophecy with his name on it. Death Eaters and Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix, ambush them. Harry felt like crying when Lucius revealed that Harry's vision of Sirius being tortured was a ruse to lure him there, this was a trap and now all of them were being held captive.

“Give it to me.” Lucius snapped at Harry. He tried his best to ignore the taunting Bellatrix gave to Neville as she held her wand to his head.

‘DON’T!” Neville yelled as she grabbed a fist full of his hair pulling his head back exposing his neck.

Harry can hear Luna let out a sob as a Death Eater grabbed her by the neck. Harry didn't want to get his friends hurt because of him. So many people have gotten hurt because of him. Giving Lucius the prophecy, they heard a whoosh sound. Harry's eyes widen when he looks over Lucius’ shoulder.

“Get away from my godson.” Sirius said to Lucius before punching him straight in the face. Harry took a step back as one by one the members of the Order came to rescue them. They fought with the Death Eaters. Remus ran with Ginny and Ron, he lets out a shout as he disarmed the Death Eater in front of him.

“Good one, James!” Remus froze as Sirius yelled as he fought with Lucius. Time seemed to slow down as Lucius was shot back and Remus saw Bellatrix appearing out of nowhere casting an Avada Kedavra at Sirius. Remus can see the spell coming out of her wand as a light casted behind Harry. His mouth dropped when he saw you behind Harry with your own wand in hand.

Sirius was pushed by the spell you caused, Bellatrix’s spell passed him hitting the wall behind them. Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and was pushed back. He looked up to see you in the flesh. You let out a shout and pointed at Bellatrix hitting her square in the chest with a Stupefy.

“LET’S GO!” He hears you scream out loud as Sirius grabs him by the arm. Remus joins them with Ginny and Ron as the rest bring the children to the center while you hit the other Death Eaters covering for them.

Harry felt Remus grab his shoulder as the rest huddled together. You raised your hands up with your wand and shouted, “Traicere!”

Harry felt like he was flying for a second before he was dropped down on the ground like a sack of potatoes. He found himself flat on his face on the concert ground. Looking up, some members of The Order were standing while others were laying on the ground like his friends were.

“Blimey!” Ron shouted as he got on his knees and wiped his face. Everyone turned when they heard Sirius let out a laugh. Harry looks over to see you hugging Sirius as Remus walks behind you.

“Y/n!” Remus said as you let go of Sirius and hugged Remus. “The fuck?!” Harry hears Tonks' curse behind him as they watch you kiss Remus on the lips. Remus held your face in his hands as he kissed you deeply.

“They haven't changed.” Sirius said, walking to Harry and helping him up. Remus held you in his arms, laying his forehead against you.

“I thought you were gone.” Harry said, looking over at Sirius.

“I'm not. Thanks to Yankee.” Sirius said, wrapping an arm around his godson's shoulder.

“Yankee! I want you to meet someone.” Sirius shouted, making Remus pull away as he glared at Sirius for disrupting. Harry watched you cover your face and leaned against Remus’ chest. After a few seconds later and quick kisses. Remus smiled and grabbed a hold of your hand, walking with you towards Harry and Sirius.

“There is someone you should meet.” Remus said as he walked you to Harry.

Harry held his breath as he got introduced to his aunt. “Love, meet Harry Potter.”

Harry saw you smile when you looked at him. It reminded him of the smile you had when taking the picture of your honeymoon. Ron and Hermione watched happily as Harry hugged the you back. He had told them about his cool aunt who used to be in House Slytherin.

Remus quickly wiped the tears rolling his face when he saw you lean down to look at Harry. You cried as you ran your finger through his dark hair before hugging him again. Remus walked to you as you reached your hand out for him. Harry felt Remus hand on his shoulder as he hugged you and him.

Harry saw Sirius walking to them as well.

“We are a family again.” Harry hears you say and it brings a smile on his face as they give him a group hug.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix sat in the kitchen of the Grimmauld Place. That’s where you had taken them. Harry and Sirius sat across from you and Remus as you spoke to them while waiting for Dumbledore.

‘He called me saying Harry was having dreams. We both went to the Ministry of Magic, I help you lot escaped while he dealing with Voldemort.”

“How is it over there in the States?” Arthur asked you, he was sitting at the far end of the table.

“It was bad for a while. Voldemort numbers decreased here but in the States it rose and muggles were being killed left and right. Lost some good friends because of it.” Remus placed a comforting hand on your shoulder and you kissed it as you raised your hand to hold his.

“The last thing we found out were some Death Eaters, we captured in California. They said that their Dark Lord had spoken about mind controlling. He is going to use it on the muggles to think he is some sort of God, to worship and to do his bidding.”

“Jesus Christ, not to mention the dark creatures as well but now hearing about these dreams. I fear he wants something or..” Harry watched as you sighed while looking defeated.

‘Someone.” You finished looking at Harry.

“There was a reason why Barty put your name in the Goblet. They did it to me but unlike you to be killed. For me it was to show them my power. Powers I didn't know I had to begin with.”

“I saw it. You won it.” Harry said with a proud smile.

“Not many people were happy with a muggleborn being the champion.” You said and Harry knew why you had stuck your tongue at the camera when your photo was taken.

“Christ, I would do anything to look at their faces again.” Remus smiled at you. Harry liked the accent you had as you spoke. It was different and the way you pronounce the words was all new to him. He wondered back to Remus' words about having a hard time in school. He wondered if you were being bullied for being different like him.

“Who’s Christ? And what's Jesus?” Harry turns to look at Luna who was sitting with Neville. She looked at you curiously. Remus and you snorted a chuckle before looking over at Sirius who was lost for words.

Harry bites a smile as Sirius quickly answers who this man is and his name. “Muggle God, dear.”

“I remember the look on your father’s face when I taught him about muggle’s religions.”

Harry listened as you spoke when Dumbledore. Voldemort has escaped but the Ministry now knows the truth, Voldemort is back. Harry and his friends were going to go back to Hogwarts when Harry decided to say goodbye to Remus and you. He followed the direction that Kreacher gave him after saying how ridiculous is was to serve a werewolf and a mudblood. Harry just ignored it.

“You're staying, correct?’ He hears Remus ask you as he walks down the hallways to the bedroom were Kreacher said Remus was staying at.

“Yes, I am. I'm not leaving any time soon. I did my duty in America. I want to come back to be with you. With Sirius and Harry. “

“I can't lose you again, Y/n.” Harry hears Remus’ voice crack.

“Oh, baby.” Harry hears you answers and stands by the door. He looks at the opening and sees you hugging Remus, arms around his torso as Remus wraps his arms around your shoulders.

Harry looks away when Remus leans down for a kiss. He’s about to walk away when he hears a soft moan. His cheeks get flustered and he’s about to leave when he hears Sirius calling out for him. His eyes widened when he saw Sirius walking down the hallway.

“Harry!” He looks over at the sound of your voice.

“What’s up? Come to say bye?” Harry nods as Remus comes behind you.

“I was hoping we all get dinner before you leave for school. I’m sure you have questions and I’m willing to answer them for you.” Harry was glad you didn’t treated him like a child.

“I would love that.” Harry smiles as you wrap your arm around his shoulders. “Will you tell me about your time in Hogwarts?” You raised a brow at Harry before looking over at Remus. “It’s not all sunshine and roses, Harry. You sure you wanna know?” Harry nods at you.

“Alright! Fuck it! Let’s go somewhere where they serve beer.” You patted Harry on his back.

“Padfoot! Babe! We are out.” You shout over your shoulder as you walk side by side with Harry.

Both men stood behind, watching as Harry and you walked down the hall. Remus had a smile on his face with his hands in the pockets of sweater as Sirius had his arms crossed over his chest.

“This is going to be an interesting dinner, Moony.” Remus nods at him.

“Yeah but he should know about our Yankee.” Sirius agrees with him on that.

Chapter 2 ->

[iloveboysinred]

Just saw your drabble about Zuko catching you masterbaute and it's so good and so real ngl but i was thinking about a younger zuko or earlier in the relationship zuko where he see you doing that and just can't get the sight out of his mind to he starts masterbatuing to the thought of you and imagine his hand between your legs instead of your own..

Sorry if this is too much nsfw I just want to hear your thoughts on this cause I love this idea and def think it's something he would do

Hi anon thank you for enjoying my work ☝🏽💗

Also, i completely agree!

Just imagining 18-19 y/o Zuko in his first real relationship, never having the guts to really take it further (lets be real, his social skills are lacking) walking by your room, hearing muffled moans through the crack in your door. He wouldn’t know what to think at first, frozen in place until he catches the quiet hum of your vibrator and oh. He feels heat rush down to his dick when he realizes you’re masturbating and suddenly he’s brave enough—swallowing guilt while he does so—to take a peek.

He inches the door open just enough for him to see you, so prettily laid on your back. Your legs are spread and he can just barely see the end of the purple rabbit vibrator sinking in and out of you, the squelches are the rabbit tip bumping against your clit too scandalous for his bashful eyes. His breath catches in his lungs and he steps away from the door, your face twisted in pleasure too much for him to see without catching a heart attack. His dick suddenly feels very very heavy in his pants and he has to make a break for the bathroom.

Since then he sleeps next to you staring up at the ceiling, his eyes flitting to your sleeping form every so often, the image of you laying right there with your legs spread and your glistening folds on full display burned into his mind. He gets so into it that he has to take his leave again, to go relieve himself of pressure in his abdomen.

But what he doesnt know, is that you did it on purpose. You knew he just needed the final push for him to finally make a move and put it down on you. But it wasnt working the way you wanted it to. So when he sneaks off to the bathroom to stroke his aching length in his hand, shaky breaths leaving his lips every time he roughly circles his pulsing tip—the though of you spreading your legs and letting him have a taste, to feel your warm walls clamp around his fingers as he fucks you open, its all too much and he throws his head back, hips weakly jerking up to the motion of his hand—You follow him in, not even bothering to knock as you softly swing open the door, Zuko all but combusting into flames as you catch him.

“Y-y/n! What are you doing-“ and you dont respond, stripping down out of your sleep shirts and panties and straddling his lap. His face is red, too red to resist giggling. “I know you saw me that day” you whisper, voice so saccharine it makes his stomach pool with warmth. You glide your wet folds up and down the length of his dick, delighting in the shiver that runs down his spine. “You’re such a pervert, Zuko” and he’s staring at you now, dazed as he grips your hips and drags you down harder, his aching dick twitching under you. “Yeah?” He sounded so pained, his arousal tight in his stomach. “Mmh. Let’s go back to bed, baby.” And he nods, his head heavy as he follows you back to the room, where you give him a taste of what he’s been dreaming of 💕

[fictioonbanger]

reader in denial a bit with bestie eren!

eren x black reader

sub eren hinted a bit, alcohol usage, rough sex, facd fucking, smut, profanity.

thinking about how you and eren fuck almost every night, and i mean every night when eren finally realizes you need him as much as he needs you. but you both dont have a title yet, now dont get eren wrong. he would love a title, he wants to call you his, and for you to do the same. you just don’t know how to take it, your bestfriend of childhood being your boyfriend. it was always what you wanted, but how would it seem to others around you both when you denied multiple times already. no one to blame but yourself for digging it deeper and now being a little werry of wanting to admit your feeling for eren.

eren doesnt let you both not having a title keep you away from each other. he loved you, that was a fact and obvious. on the other hand you might say no if someone were to ask if you and eren were dating. eren on the other hand tells the full honest truth.

“nah we not together, but she still mine as i am of hers.” eren spoke sipping his cup of alcohol at the bar him and his friends were at

“so she has you under a leash?” jean chuckled taking his last of alcohol fully and tilting his head back.

eren mean mugged him and spoke up glaring at his snarky comment. “no, she doesnt.. and if she did it wouldnt be too bad.” eren shrugged and his friends laughed he rolled his eyes and looked away. day dreaming about you and how he’d kill to be with you right now.

and thats exactly what he did, except of the killing part. he grabbed his keys off the stand and began getting off the stool. “where ya goin?” armin tilted his head to look at eren from over jean. “hes gonna see his little owner.” jean chuckled to himself at his own joke causing both them to roll their eyes. “its better than being with shitface over here.” eren stood and started to walk towards the door, jean scoffed rolling his eyes and ordering another drink.

you were in your room of your pretty decorated apartment, pink picture frames, gray marbled counters, stuffed animals on your couch and little lights everywhere was how you’d describe your apartment. eren, would say different “ ‘ts too pink, make my eyes hurt baby.” hed mock you and cover his eyes as you rolled yours, the “baby” word going completely over your head. it wasnt out of the blue for eren to call you petnames, i mean you’ve asked him before and all his response is. “what? you dont like them pretty?” of course you’re gonna say you do, thats how you felt and honestly hoped he didnt stop.

you were watching a movie on your laptop snacking on whatever was in the kitchen, getting distracted by a message at 11:12pm. you really knew who it was though, eren comes at this time. not everyday of course but only when hes been out or busy.

eren <3; im at the door ma

you; mhm here i come.

rolling out of bed and straddling through your living room and towards the front door you began unlocking it. finishing then opening the door to see erens slim figure in the doorway. he had already a cracked smile on his face, he couldnt wait to see you. its been awhile and it was his fault, he knew hed have to make up for it. he thought you’d greet him with a hug and a peck on the cheek, the usual. instead you stared at him for a bit before turning around and letting him. not saying a word eren sighed and closed the door locking it then began to walk behind you. he slid his hands on each side of ur waist and put his head on your shoulder from behind. “cmon y/n, im sorry you havent seen me in awhile..i havent been ghosting you honest.” he spoke softly in your ear, he sounded so sincere and pretty upset he hadnt seen you either. “been real busy..you know id rather be here.” he said as you stood in place as he rocked you both softly side to side as he held onto you.

“doesnt matter to me..not like we’re together right?” you looked away to the side, you knew your words were bad. and that they wouldnt effect eren, he listens to all your fits and upsets. doesnt bother him a bit, only about the situation that made you feel that way in the first place. other than that he knows how to get you out that state. “dont be so mean y/n.. you hurtin my feelings.” he said sarcastically removing away from you and fake grabbing his heart. “im serious eren-“ “how about we change that then?” you were shocked at his words, eyes widening and you quickly turning to look at him. “what?” you spoke softly eyes glistening a bit and gazed upon erens face. “can we please change it..” eren spoke up then got onto his knees infront of you, holding onto your legs with both hands. he put his face by your stomach and inhaled your scent he loved so much. “i really want you y/n.. want you to be mine.” he mumbled looking up at you. you were hot in the face, feeling your blood rise up to your cheeks. “i-i want you too ren..” you spoke softer, gazing down at how he held onto you.

and this just made eren so much bolder, your emotion changing quickly at how swift he moved to leaning over you. he held your waist again and peered into your orbs with his green ones, a snarky smile on his face. “you do?” he questioned tilting his head down at you reaching close to your face. your lips barely touching as you breathed in each others air. “badly.” you breathed out, thats all eren needed to hear before sweeping you off your feet. carrying you with both hands on your ass supporting your legs wrapped around him. walking you both towards your opened bedroom noses touching as eren goes in for a kiss. you took in his tongue and slipped past your own, moaning into it and squeezing around eren. he chuckled and laid you onto the bed, he was leaning over your body. humping his hard crotch into your clothed cunt in missionary. he groaned staring at just how your face looks when he makes you feel good.

eren didnt hold back the whole night, putting you in positions you didnt know you were capable of. he fucked you into a babbling mess under him. “ ‘s too much!! cant take i-it ren!” you squealed out as he pushed deeper hitting the spot he hit earlier making you yet orgasm again. your eyed rolled in the back of your head as you released onto him, cum dripping down and sliding his shaft wetting his balls. eren saw this and looked up to were your mouth was open. he smirked and quickly grabbed a fist full of your braids making you do a soft yelp that moved into a low moan. “how bout you clean your mess up hm?” with a handful he moved you up and towards his leaking dick with his precum standing pearly off the tip and your cum that covered it. you willingly took him fully into your mouth without another word, you let him into your throat and placed soft kisses on his tip. feeling your throat once eren couldnt get enough and forced your head onto him more, now guiding you. you loved when eren was like this, when he was in control. he liked when youd do it to, but pleasuring you more was his ideal choice. you licked him up and jerked him off while doing it making erens toes curl. he tried to move away at a point but was stopped by a hard hand on his thigh that kept him down. “m-m gonna fuckin cum..” he seethed out through his teeth as his hips started to move on his own fucking your face as you kinda took control. he was eager to nut and his hips had a mind of their own chasing his high. you took him fully one last time in your throat as erens hips buckled. he grabbed ahold of your head pushing it down one last time as he came into your mouth. moaning a loud mess and breathing ever so heavily, he caressed your cheek hand leaving your head, wiping away the tears that poured while he face fucked you.

“this means you’re mine now yeah?” eren thumb was still wiping under your eye, tilting his head he slowly moved it to your plumped lips parting them and making way for his thumb. you took it into your mouth and gave it a soft suck as you kissed it after

“mm yeah.” was your response, and it couldnt have made eren happier hearing this. causing you both to go into your 7th round? counting yes.