#sorry that i got sloppy at the end but i felt bad enough with some of the ppl who got stuff written

[linos-luna]

Drunk Night❣️

Felix x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Dub Con ??, groping, drunk Felix, mommy kink, kissing, slapping

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Felix stumbled into the bedroom, his eyes landing on your sleeping form.

He had been out with some friends and got drunk; you had been waiting for him but ended up falling asleep.

He was drunk. Maybe not blackout drunk, but drunk enough to stumble around and definitely cloud some judgements.

He walked up to you, looking over your beautiful body. You had some pajama shorts and an oversized shirt. The shirt was lightly raised up your stomach.

Felix gently grabbed your shirt and raised it over your breasts, revealing that you weren’t even wearing a bra. God that was hot.

“You don’t mind, right mommy? I’m gonna touch you…” Felix asked, pausing as if waiting for you to respond.

“I’m gonna touch mommy.” He giggled and practically sat on you to have perfect access to your now bare breasts.

Felix leaned in to kiss your lips then went to your breasts, groping them with leaving small kisses.

“So pretty… so pretty… I want it…” he whispered as he kissed and sucked at your soft skin, hoping to leave some marks.

Somehow you hadn’t woke up. You groaned a bit and moved a little but that was it.

Your boyfriend continued by leaving sloppy, desperate, kisses. He was drooling as he nipped at your nipples. He held your by the hips while lightly grinding into you. His cock was painfully hard.

You finally woke when he bit particularly hard at your left nipple.

“Ow!” You yelled, suddenly waiting up and covering yourself.

“Felix!” You were shocked to see Felix sitting there on you. He looked dazed with drool going down his chin. “What the fuck?!”

“I’m just touching you, mommy.” He said while trying to go back to kissing your breast. You pulled him by the hair and he looked at you with a pout.

“Mommy—!”

You slapped him. His shock allowed you to fully sit up. First of all, what was he planning on doing to you?? Also, when did he start calling you mommy?? That’s new.

“W-why did you hurt me…?” He said with tears in his eyes.

“Felix—”

“I’m sorry mommy!” He cried while holding his cheek. “I didn’t mean it…”

Now you felt bad. You didn’t have to slap him like that. You’ve never even done that before. But he scared you! Waking up to someone’s face in your breasts was freaky.

“Felix…” you sighed while touching his cheek, realizing how hard the slap was. “I’m sorry baby… I didn’t—… oh that looks like it hurts…”

He nodded and tried getting off of you, only to fall off the bed. That when you realized just how drunk he was. You felt awful now.

“Mommy hit me!” He cried while laying on the floor.

You got up and kneeled to help him up. “I’m sorry, baby, but you can’t just be touching me like that without permission!”

“I’m sorry…” he said while wiping his tears. “I’m sorry mommy…”

“Okay… please, let’s go to bed okay?” You said while helping him up.

Felix was dizzy and disoriented. He was just doing what you said now.

You had him lay down and put a bag next to him just in case he’d throw up.

“Don’t move from that spot.” You sighed while going to get some water. You wondered what you’d tell him in the morning. Would he even remember??

[creedslove]

BETRAYED - PART TWO

Pedro Pascal x f!reader

Summary: Pedro invites you to be his plus one for the night but his attention is caught by another woman and leaves you with a broken heart

Warnings: angst, age gap, established friendship, unrequited love/one sided feelings, Pedro being a dick

A/N: I'm so sorry but I can't manually tag anyone on the post, the app won't just let me do it!

1.6k words

PART ONE

When Pedro woke up in the next morning he knew he had screwed up. He knew he had screwed up bad. Though he barely remembered what had happened, he just had a gut feeling he'd screwed up. His head was pounding from his excessive drinking the night before and his back was sore, he groaned in pain as he shifted in bed and flashes of what happened the night before crossed his mind.

Clothes flying around the room, scattered on the floor, sloppy kisses, dirty touches, he had no idea how he'd look at you and tell you your night together didn't mean what you probably thought it meant. He swore to himself he wouldn't touch you, no matter how bad either of you might want, he knew he couldn't lead you into thinking you had a chance of anything romantically happening between you both. He sighed heavily before turning in bed and being shocked to see you were not the woman who was lying next to him.

If he hadn't slept with you, then, who did he sleep with? What was her name? He had no idea. The man cursed under his breath as the stranger slept deeply in his bed and grabbed his phone. He felt his heart pounding with anxiety, worried he'd done something embarrassing in public, but luckily, he hadn't. He was still the internet's sweetheart.

He let out a sigh of relief and managed to get out of bed, stumbling towards the bathroom and getting under the shower so he would clear his mind. The cold water poured over his naked body as he rested his forehead against the wall tile, he was definitely too old for that routine or partying, drinking, fucking. He shook his head as he replayed everything that happened the night before, from getting styled, to taking you to the gala, dancing with you, having a few drinks and then leaving with another woman. She got him horny, he was a man after all, he was single and he was free to be with whoever he wanted, so he decided to end his night with some female company. What was so bad about that?

But Pedro knew what was that bad about that. He simply ditched you for someone else, he already knew about your feelings and even if the two of you pretended it didn't exist, he was conscious enough to know it wasn't polite to make you go back home on your own because he'd found something better to do. As his towel hung wrapped around his waist, he checked his phone again, it explained why you hadn't replied to any of his drunk texts. He knew he'd play it cool and let you take your time.

Exiting the shower, he found the naked stranger in his bed, and god, she was gorgeous. She smiled at him, noticing how his gaze burned her skin. Pedro knew there was nothing he could do for Y/N at that moment, so he just shrugged and jumped into bed again, letting the woman tangle her legs around his body.

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You had a rough day as everything that happened insisted on being on your mind. No matter how much you tried to forget it or let it go, you were brought back to that night every time you closed your eyes. Your face still burned with the shame and humiliation you felt. Even if no one seemed to have noticed, you never felt so exposed to Pedro before. And you also couldn't believe the nerve he had to drunk text you during the night, he repeatedly asked if you'd arrived home safely, as if he cared about it at all. If he did, he wouldn't have told you to take an Uber home while he drove that skank back to his house, undressed her and fucked her all night long. You honestly felt sick to your stomach just to imagine him grabbing his phone to send you a text while she probably had her mouth or other holes busy with him. At that moment, you wanted to erase Pedro from your existence, and hoped he would give you a break, not wanting to face him at all.

However, it took him a week before he was again after you, he texted you at random hours during the day, always asking you if you wanted to facetime or hangout. It baffled you how he simply acted as if nothing happened and was unable to give you space when you clearly didn't want to be social. You always declined his invitations and though you still replied to his messages, anyone who had access to them could tell you were being nothing but polite and distant from him, because that's exactly what you wanted: distance.

Pedro on the other hand, just couldn't accept that, you out of every single person in the world would never do that, I mean, stay away from him? Not a chance. He knew you'd rather be by his side as a friend than be without him, and he wasn't afraid to admit he was that selfish. He didn't want you out of his life, even if he couldn't give you what you wanted, but at the same time, he couldn't sacrifice his freedom like meeting women because of you. So once again, he told himself he would accept your decision of having a break for him, but he wasn't going down without a fight.

Showing up at your job at the end of your shift was the solution he came up with. In his mind, it was the perfect plan. There were enough people so you'd be too shy to tell him off, but not crowded enough to drag everyone's attention.

You were just finishing your tasks with some of your co-workers when you saw him standing there. He was in his regular sweater, glasses on and a messy hair that showed he'd been out in the wind. He smiled sweetly, his warm brown eyes scanning the tight jeans you were and the high knee boots had on.

"Hey Y/N, can we talk?" He asked as if nothing had happened, he stared into your eyes with his puppy ones and slowly took both hands to your face, cupping your cheeks and stroking them gently.

"I missed you, mi cariño" he mixed the two languages knowing damn well how that made you weak at the knees.

You're heart raced and your breathing wasn't steady anymore, the butterflies got all agitated and you bit your lips, before reminding you it wasn't real, it was just one of his tricks, how Pedro learned to read you over time and used this on his favor.

You gently held his hands and took them away from your face "I'm sorry, I was busy" you gave him a lame excuse and he knew it was bullshit, but still, didn't care at all.

"It's okay, princesa, I wanted to see you… wanna go for a coffee?" He asked sweetly and frowned softly at your refusal. You had never said no to going out with him.

"I really can't, Pedro, I'm still in the middle of tasks here and I can't leave early" you half lied as you were indeed very busy but if it was any other occasion, you would always make time to him.

He sighed and took a step back "alright hermosa, just… stop by Saturday night, I'll have some friends over, it's our group and I'd really like to see you there, you know it is never the same without you" he said in a sweet way and said goodbye, leaning towards you and pecking your cheeks, dangerously close to your lips.

•••

Saturday arrived faster than you could tell, if you were excited about the dinner party the week would've probably dragged itself, but as you were still feeling awkward, in a blink of an eye, you found yourself checking your makeup in front of the mirror. You didn't take long to get dressed and knew you should get going, so you wouldn't be too late. You decided to take an Uber instead of driving, unsure of how much you'd drink. When your screen lit up, the first thing that drew your attention was the headline to some high profile gossip website that said

'Pedro Pascal seen with mysterious beauty blonde as he's out'

You felt your hand shake lightly and your whole body heat up again, clicking on the link and being redirected to the article that said he was spotted a couple of weeks ago walking down the street with the woman whom you immediately recognized as the skank from the party. The text said some fan recognized him and snapped a picture of the two while out for lunch but it only went viral on TikTok two weeks later.

You could see she was still wearing the same dress she did at the party which was an obvious proof they'd slept together and she didn't have spare clothes to change while he took her out for lunch.

He took her out for lunch. The son of a bitch had told you to go home by Uber late at night knowing you had drunk considerably and that could make you an easy target in case the driver or anyone else had bad intentions. And yet, he made sure to take her out for lunch and drive her home like a real gentleman.

You couldn't believe what you were reading, as angry tears blurred your eyes, you threw your phone onto the bed and began taking off your clothes. To hell with Pedro and his dinner party. Judging by his behavior in the last few weeks, there was a huge chance the skank would be there as well, and you would not humiliate yourself like that, not for him, not for anybody.

"Fuck you Pascal" you mumbled under your breath as you removed your makeup and turned off your phone.

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A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed it!!! Part 3 is coming soon!

[writingmysanity]

New Favorites

pairing: sanji x fem!baker

Prompt: Red

word count: 1924

TW: mentions of getting drunk, drinking, kisses. This is Fluff -- as requested @stray-kaz making the love cook happy! sorry meant to post this this morning (almost 12 hours ago) but our hot water heater went out and ended up having to boil water to get clean and between the process and the warmth of the bath... took most of the day (including my taking an impromptu nap afterwards) but please, have this unbeta'd first edition to the #rainbowdrabblechallenge <3 I hope you like it. this is yet another continuation of my series of one shots and commit to the bit for Sanji and his baker! i love them your honor.

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Giggles echo harshly outside of the kitchen, bouncing off the walls and resting at Sanji’s feet well before you actually come stumbling through the door. He pauses in his cleaning to watch you, your eyes flickering around the kitchen in confusion until they fall on him, a large smile crossing your face. The sight is enough to cause a painful thump in his chest as a smile of his own eases onto his face. 

“Hello, sweetheart.” he hums, straightening from where he had been scrubbing at something, another scuff on his otherwise pristine floors – but what is he to expect with the likes of pirates around? 

Another giggle escapes you as you stumble further in, your eyes never leaving his. The action nearly earns your face to his floors as you catch yourself on the table. His hands linger in the air where he had lurched forward to catch you had you fallen. 

“I should sit,” you sing, slumping into the seat beside you. 

“You should” he agrees, eyes softening over your drunken form as you lean back to take another drink from the bottle. “Have you been drinking with zoro?” he inquires, leaning against the countertop, watching you. You hum in agreement, earning a scoff from the tall cook. 

“That was a bad idea,” he sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose. You shrug with a sloppy grin. 

“Maybe!” you nearly shout, but, catching his wince, lower your voice considerably. “But the wine you got was too delicious. And then I thought of you… so I had to see you.” you state as a matter of factly, nodding firmly. You groan at the action, your vision swimming around you – his brilliant eyes the focus. 

He chuckles.

“You’re drunk,” he can't help his smile. You sought him out while you were drunk, and for some reason, that felt like an accomplishment. 

you don't pay his comment any attention as you lean forward on the table, eyes zeroed in on him, resting your head on your hand. 

“Goodness, you're gorgeous.” you murmur, meaning to speak more to yourself. Unfortunately, you might as well have screamed it, your voice echoing perfectly back to the blond man who had begun trying to scrub at the dishes in the sink. He pauses again, quickly coming to the conclusion that he won't be able to get any work done with you like this. 

“You’re really drunk,” he comments with an exasperated sigh, hands stilling in the water. You nod with a sheepish grin. 

“Sure,” you slur. “But you're still hot.” 

His movements are slow, well aware of your eyes on him as he dries his hands before stepping over to you. Your smile seems to grow the closer he gets, the unbridled excitement in your eyes earning another painful thump in his chest. That smile drops when he leans for the bottle of wine. 

“Last drinks, pretty girl,” he hums as you try to tug the bottle away from him. You whine, eyeing it. 

“But it's good.” he nods, trying to keep from laughing at you outright. It may not be taken well with you being so far gone. 

“That is why I bought it,” he agrees. When you continue to pull it away from him, he sighs, settling into the chair across from you. “Can I have a drink?” he asks, hand outstretched. He is shocked when he finds it in his grasp moments later, your drunken giggles settling around him again. 

“You’re going to drink with me,” you sing, elongating several of the words drunkenly. He swirls the bottle in his hand, noting how light it already is. There are perhaps only a few drinks left in it. With a shrug, he tips the bottle back, swallowing the rest. The weight of your gaze causes the heat to rise up his neck as he gives you a sweet smile. 

“Not much to drink, love.” he states. “We should get you to bed.” you shake your head quickly, fumbling forward as you reach for his hand. He lets you take it, palm resting upwards so that he can wrap his fingers around yours – an anchor as your head sloshes like the sea fumbling along the shore line not too far away. 

“But I just got here,” you whine, looking up at him pleadingly. “Play a game with me?” you request sweetly, jutting your bottom lip out in a pout. He sighs, setting the bottle off to the side, nodding. 

“What game?”

“20 questions!” he snorts, shaking his head. 

“Fine,” he agrees. “Who goes first?” you tap your chin slowly, the movements clumsy and over dramatic as you pretend to think. 

“You.” 

“What is your favorite color?” he asks plainly, motioning for you to answer as your nose scrunches, a pitiful frown twisting your face for a moment. 

“Awe,” you grouch. “You’re no fun!” The implication that you were hoping for something more, either naughty or personal, does not escape his attention. Though neither of those things are good options with how far gone you are. 

He is sure you won't even remember this come morning. 

“Just answer the question,” he hums, offering you a smile. You pause, staring up at him, eyes softened with wonder as you watch the ocean in his eyes, the way the waves seem to calm as he smiles. The gentle sloshing of the ship resting in the harbor doesn't help as you tip back and forth, clutching his hand like the lifeline it is. 

“Blue,” you hum, laying your head on your arm that is outstretched for his hand. He softens, reaching over to tuck your hair behind your ear gently.

“Your turn,” his voice is soft, slow. Sighing contently, you shift your head to rest your chin on your arm instead, looking up at him through your lashes. 

“Favorite color,” you grumble, hiding your smile. He snorts. 

“Ah, no fun,” he mimics, eyes sparkling in the low light of the moonlight glittering through the galley window behind you. He goes to answer, his mouth open to speak when you perk up quickly, jerking back. With your hold on his hand, you jerk him forward slightly in your excitement. 

“Can I guess?” he pauses before nodding, head tilting to the side, smile stretching in amusement. 

“Sure, sweetheart. Give it a go.” there isn't a moment's hesitation as you bounce up onto your knees to get closer to him, tugging him down to you until you are nose to nose. 

“Red,” you state as a matter of factly. 

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Since that night, Sanji has not been able to see the color the same. He sees it in everything, and in it, he sees you. 

He could live in it, now. 

“What do you think?” you call out to the cook, catching his attention from the gourds he had been staring at for what seems like forever. Blinking quickly, he refocuses on you, a broad smile tugging at his lips as he steps closer to you. 

“Perfect,” he breathes, rubbing the crimson fabric between his fingers, delighting in how your cheeks seem to warm, darkening to nearly the same color. Clearing your throat, you turn back to the vendor with your Berry as she laughs quietly at the exchange. 

“Thank you,” you smile, trying to ignore the way your cheeks seem to warm further when his fingers brush yours. His fingers wrap lightly around your finger tips, tugging them lightly to lead you away from the stall. 

“Come, love,” he grins, his voice a rumble in your ear. “I can hardly wait to see you in that.” he looks pointedly at the dress hanging limply over your arm. 

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“Where did you bring these from, again?” you ask from the kitchen as Sanji goes to lock the door for the night. You can hear the clipped sound of the open sign being flipped followed by the click of his heels as he makes his way back to you. 

“Island in the south seas,” he hums, settling in behind you with a smile, his hands resting on either side of you. 

Smiling brightly, you turn in his arms to look up at him, a large vibrant strawberry in hand. 

“They're perfect,” you giggle, lips stained red from the last one you ate. He swallows a bit before forcing a teasing smile to his lips. 

“I brought them thinking you could bake something with them,” he grouses playfully. You laugh, tapping the strawberry to your lips.

“Have you tasted them?” he shakes his head. 

“I did well to keep their existence hidden from the crew,” he huffs. “Mainly Luffy.” grinning up at him, you take a bite of the strawberry, your eyes never straying from his. Your eyes flutter closed with a sigh, tongue darting out to catch the juice threatening to slip past your lips. 

“Would you like to?” you hum, looking up at him through your lashes, the strawberry resting in the open between you. His breath shakes as he presses closer, fingers tugging your chin towards him. 

“Yes,” he breathes desperately. 

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The evening has been calm, both of you settling into the familiar rhythm you've created every time Sanji is able to drift to your shores. He grabs the basket he put together, topped by the blanket he had insisted on buying at the market the other day. 

“Red?” you question, fiddling with the edges. He just smiles, shrugging. 

“It’s my favorite color.” he insists gently. 

Beaming up at him, you link your arm with his when prompted. His visit had been peaceful, no need to duck and hide from various marine patrols as you would usually have to. Their ships have yet to dock for the month, and Sanji plans to be gone by the time they do. 

“You’re in your thoughts again,” he states, calling your name gently, poking your cheek as you shift on the blanket. Blinking quickly, you turn to face him, smiling softly. He is laying out on the blanket beside you, one arm resting behind his head watching the sea without a care in the world. 

“Sorry,” you mumble, shifting to grab a snack from the basket. He shakes his head, turning his gaze back to you. 

“What is bothering you?” he asks gently, tugging your hand, imploring you to not bottle it up, to share your burdens. 

There is a pause as you stare at the blanket, picking at it before lifting your eyes to meet his again, smiling sadly. 

“The marines will dock again in a few days' time.” he nods slowly, knowing where this is going. 

“Indeed they will,” he agrees, bringing your hand to him, brushing his lips along the knuckles. “Will I lose what little time I have with you to the thought of my leaving?” he asks gently, frown twitching at his lips. 

Humming in thought, you set the sandwich down as you shift to settle over him, your back to the ocean. He stares up at you in open appreciation, one hand coming to rest on your hip as you lean forward before you start to pepper kisses all over his face – his cheeks, nose and forehead before hovering over his lips, admiring the brilliant crimson marks littering his skin. 

The red he had picked for you two trips ago, and his favorite. You grin to yourself, noting how the red brightens his already brilliant blue eyes, making them pop. 

Red may not be your favorite color, but it is a close second. 

“No,” you answer him, leaning down to kiss him properly.

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[meidnightrain]

BAD BLOOD - alhaitham

❝ band-aids don’t fix bulletholes, you say sorry just for show. if you live like that, you live with ghosts. ❞

summary: arguments with your rival, the scribe, are common but this time, he takes it a little too far when his words hit close to home

warnings: reader is gn, reader and alhaitham are rivals

notes: day 8! struggled a lot because i can’t write alhaitham for some reason so i tried my best. some references are from the bad blood remix cause i prefer that to the og song

taglist (open): @staretes , @rynnlvrs , @sentifua , @i-probably-sleep-too-much , @reilly34 , @qqingque , @akutasoda , @mhiieee , @starryshinyskies , @rintosae , @kazemiya

“and then he called my work sloppy! like, i’m the best in the akademiya! if you think you can find someone else who can do star mapping from memory, then be my guest!”

kaveh sighed at the way you were so upset over a dispute had gotten into, nursing his cup of wine. was it worth getting worked up over? maybe not but what made it worse was who you had said that to you.

“mhm, and who said this to you? crackpot old fools that archons know how long have been working in the archives. they probably don’t have enough melanin after spending more than half their lifespans kissing books,” he mumbled under his breath, taking a swig of wine.

“it was alhaitham!” you pointed at him with indignation. it was sort of comical to see the way his face contorted and how he choked on his wine, struggling to gulp it down by patting at his chest.

“why didn’t you say so sooner?!” he threw his hands up in the air, a stark contrast from the way he had dismissed your complaints. his hatred and rivalry towards alhaitham was unrivalled, maybe except to you. he knew the bad blood you had to him, though you both weren’t sure whether alhaitham harboured any to you.

ever since your schooling years in the akademiya, you had butted heads constantly, competing for the highest score in exams and winning favor of teachers. sadly, this had meant that you were both acknowledged to be the cream of the crop. you were both on a higher level than other students which meant that you were constantly paired for projects, to complement each other’s intelligence.

it had been okay at the start, speaking only when necessary, offering small snippets of suggestions here and there. but it eventually turned to something more when you started to hang out under the pretence of projects you had to do even though they had been long completed long ago. going on study dates, events hosted at the grand bazaar, stargazing. you both enjoyed each other’s company that was for sure, but your pride got in the way of expressing your feelings.

perhaps you could say it was a battle, a battle to see who would cave first and confess to the other and your competitive spirits were the what kept you both from pursuing something more. you had a deep admiration towards him, a feeling that you couldn’t describe and you know he had it too. but instead, it felt like he was rubbing salt in your wound and laughing right at you for deciding to engage in this battle of who could go the longest.

you were going to lose first, that was until an argument that you had both gotten into during your final year. you had messed up the major calculations for mapping by mistaking the vertical for the horizontal axis and had drawn on the map from the wrong side which causing you to mix the polar axis too. funny, how a single argument landed you both right here in this never ending cycle of insults and regrets, what caused bad blood between you both.

he hadn’t been understanding like most, geography was one of your weaker subjects and you still had about a week and a half to the deadline. his words were sharp like a knife, leaving scars in your back. usually he would throw insults your way and you’d brush them off, thinking that it was a part of his personality but in truth it did hurt you with pain ranging from papercuts to cat scratches but this time, it was multiple stabs in your back.

“maybe that’s what’s wrong with your life? you’re meant to be second-best, no in-between. after all, could you expect more of someone from your background?” he had said monotonously, though you felt the fury underlying in his tone. when you had gasped and shrunk back from him, did he realise his mistake. reaching out to you with a small frown but you slapped his hand away.

“i’m sorry, i’ll just…redo the whole project.” you had struggled to speak, grabbing the strewn papers on the desk and dashing out the library doors despite his calls for you to come back.

the tears that had threatened to brim in your eyes spilt, blurring your eyesight as you ran aimlessly to nowhere, clutching the blueprints with his handwriting elegantly written on. what was shiny, now all rusted from the blood you spilt that had gone cold.

were you overreacting? maybe. should you have done the project by staying up nights to get a perfect grade, presented it to the class by yourself while avoiding alhaitham entirely? probably not. years later, those kind of wounds were the ones that lasted and lasted.

the both of you had problems and you think you couldn’t solve them. he had mumbled a halfhearted sorry afterwards, though you knew that was just for show, he had practically lived with ghosts until kaveh started to room with him. you had forgiven and forgotten about the way he had made you feel, but you would never let it go.

kaveh watched you finish the cup of wine in one swallow, a bit hesitant to speak his mind when you were in a sorry state as his eyes looked to something in the distance. “i think…i’ll go get us some more wine.”

you merely nodded in thanks, grabbing the half finished bottle on the table and peering into its interior boredly. it was sad, to think about the good times he and you had. but when you looked up, it’s not the architect but alhaitham himself in the seat opposite you with an awkward frown.

“can we talk?”

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[angelltheninth]

If it is alright with you, maybe yandere Midoriya or even Dabi, heavily stalking reader and eventually getting tired of just that so they decide to take the reader.

Oh that is dark but so delicious. You got it Anon.

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Dabi x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, dub-con, stalking, yandere behavior, possessive sex, alleyway sex, creampie, whimpering, pro-hero!Deku, reporter!Reader (for Dabi)

A/N: I've been cooking this one up for a while now, hope you all like it.

DEKU

When Deku has enough of waiting for you to notice him and all that he's been doing for you, going out of his way to stick close to you to protect you, taking time out of his training just to hang out with you, he decides to be more direct with you. Breaking into your room and pinning you down to the bed was really the only option left.

"I wanted to confess to you for so long, I wanted to feel you for so long. I don't have a lot of experience but... I hope this feels good for you too. Tell me if I'm doing something wrong."

A little hard to talk when his hand is over your mouth to muffle your moans and whimpers. You knew there was someone following you around lately. Never pictured that it would the sweet and smiling Deku. He's still smiling down at you as his hard cock pushes inside of you, a lot thicker then you anticipated him to be. He was supposed to be a pro-hero, someone to save you, someone you admired from afar. Not someone you have in your bed, thrusting wildly between your legs, making your legs go numb with the force of it.

"So good! You feel so goo! Amazing! Much better then I thought, and so much tighter too. Ah! S-Stop clamping down on me! I want this to last. I need it to last, we need to enjoy ourselves. The first time between a couple is supposed to be the most memorable. Ah! St- Ah! Damn it!"

Deku became very sloppy in his thrusting, his face pinkened pink as he was the one moaning and whimpering high enough for the both of you as you felt his hot cum filling your pussy up. He can't stop thrusting when he feels your walls milking him for more, your body snapping under him, your teeth biting into his finger.

"Oh. I guess you did end up feeling pretty good after all. I'm glad! I always want you to feel good with me. From now on I'll try to last longer okay? You just... felt so good and I lost control over myself. A little embarrassing haha. I'll do better for you. That's a hero's promise."

DABI

Dabi knew that you were watching him, you were a reporter, it was your job but for some reason you always showed up only where was at, and you always covered his stories. That's right he's noticed you, and guess what he wants to reward you for all your hard work. He even went out of his way to meet you in the city, in broad daylight.

"Sorry this alley is a little bit uncomfy for you sweetheart, but I don't want everyone to see what a slut you really are. It didn't even take that much for you to open your legs for me, shows how desperate you are for some good dick."

He's holding you up by your ass cheeks, rough fingers hot on your naked flesh while he thrusts inside you with wild abandon, the sound of cars and trains passing by covering your whimpers. With your panties hanging off your foot you can comfortably wrap your legs around him to pull him closer, deeper. But should you? Dabi is a villain, you know all the bad things he's done... yet you can't help but want it. You need him closer, need his cock so deep.

"I saw you watching my every move. Didn't think I was watching back did you? Not only that but I've seen you, fucking yourself on that dildo, moaning my name. I almost... fuck... I almost took you right there and then. But it was more fun to play this little game of cat and mouse with you."

Knowing Dabi wants you as much as you want him sends you over the edge and into the hardest orgasm of your life, your hips rocking down on him, his balls smacking into you loudly as his big cock twitches and explodes with cum, directly into your womb. He looks really smug when he sees it all dripping down on the concrete floor.

"Oh look at that! You finally got what you deserved, what you wanted! There's a lot more where that came from. You just make sure to show up like you've always been and I'll give you something better then a news story. Or... I could always visit and we can have a private night time interview."

[moonlightbvcky]

Love,

Kate Bishop x girlfriend!reader

summary: the thought of dating a hero sounds all fun in games, until they’re away fighting crime on your birthday. But knowing Kate, she always has something up her sleeve.

warnings: fluff! Reader is sad because Kate can’t be there for her birthday- or can she? 👀 implied smut at the end.

note: this originally was just going to be a very little something, but while making the moodboard- I got inspired! I’m new at writing, please be nice <3

Happy birthday Ria, you deserve all the good things. I love you so much, you’re the best 🫶 this one’s for you! @belovaskitkat

Your eyes blinked a few times, trying to register your surroundings. You stretched out in your and your girlfriend’s shared bed, a wide smile plastered on your face. Today was your birthday!

You rolled over a little too quickly to where your girlfriend usually would be laying, almost always still asleep. Kate never was and still isn’t a morning person.

The smile quickly faded as you noticed the empty and cold sheets.

“Oh yeah,” you said to yourself in a whisper, remembering her and Clint were on a mission today.

You felt the happiness and excitement in your chest quickly start to fade, until you noticed a little folded note on Kate’s pillow.

Quickly you snatched it up as you sat up in bed, rubbing your eyes more to adjust to the sunlight creeping through the curtains.

You unfolded the note, and began to read your girlfriend’s beautifully sloppy handwriting.

“Dear my love,

Happy birthday princess! I’m sorry I couldn’t be there to wake you up with kisses and pancakes. However, there’s a little something in the kitchen waiting for you!

- love, your dork.”

You were out of bed faster than you were done reading the darn note. Excitement filling you up again as you were running through your both shared apartment to the kitchen.

Lucky was quick to join in on the excitement, running along beside you as his tail went crazy.

You giggled at the cute dog, and stopped right as you got to the kitchen.

“Oh Lucky, look!” You were immediately in awe at the sight. Two big stuffed teddy bears sitting next to a beautiful cake on the kitchen table. Another folded note tucked into one of the arms of the bears.

Hand on your heart as you walked up to the table, tears forming quickly. Happy yet sad tears.

“I should call and thank her, shouldn’t I? Or do you think she’s in the middle of kicking ass?” You laughed, talking to Lucky as if he could answer you.

You shook away the idea, knowing Kate probably wouldn’t answer, and she’d be home tomorrow anyway.

Picking the note from the teddy bears arms as you admired them both with love in your eyes. You really do have the best girlfriend.

Your shifted towards the cake, taking your pointer finger while holding the note in the other hand, you lightly took some of the frosting off the side of the cake.

“Well- it is my cake,” you shrugged and popped the frosting into your mouth. The cake was just as delicious as it looked!

Pulling the note to your attention finally, you laughed immediately at the sight of Kate’s failed attempt at a heart on the face of the letter. You opened it and your eyes began to follow her writing yet again-

“Dear my beautiful girl,

Happy birthday, baby. I just wanted to remind you that you’re always loved by me. Even on your not so good days, bad days, and even worse days. The day I met you, that was when my life began. It will always start and end with you, y/n. I don’t exactly know who to thank for putting us on this big ball we call earth, for letting our paths cross at the right time. Maybe the stars? I’m not sure. But I’d never be able to thank them enough. You’re always the light I need, the soft place to land, and the one who always hears me when no one else does. You’re always enough. Always. I love you.

- love, your KitKat.”

You felt the warm tears fall onto your cheeks as you finished the letter, a soft cry of happiness leaving your lips.

Just as you were about to get your phone out to call Kate, even on the chance she won’t answer- you heard the front door open behind you.

Quickly you turned around ready to fight, but the person who came into eyesight made your arms and legs go weak.

“Hey birthday girl,” Kate said with a smirk on her face, a couple bags dangling in her hands. More gifts probably.

Immediately you ran to her, engulfing your girlfriend into probably one of your tightest shared hugs yet.

You attacked her face in kisses, Kate laughing and holding you just as tight in response.

“You’re! Here! You’re! Really! Here!” You said between kisses, giggling as the tears didn’t stop.

“Y/n, baby- I’m not about to be if you keep squeezing me so tight!” Kate laughed as you continued to spam her face in kisses yet loosened your grip eventually.

Finally you both shared a soft and tender kiss, Kate’s hands going to your hips as usual. Yours on her shoulders despite her being taller.

Pulling away Kate looked at you in adoration, “happy tears I hope?”

You nodded slightly as Kate whipped them away with her thumbs.

“Very happy. Thank you for my gifts, and my notes. And just- for being you Kate Bishop.” You said softly, the tears slowing as you took in the smell of her.

“Anything for you baby. Happy birthday,” Kate leaned in once more, but this time for a forehead kiss.

You leaned against her lips, “I love you.”

“I love you more,” Kate responded against your head.

“I love you most,” you smiled and closed your eyes. Your heart full. This birthday couldn’t get any better.

“What’re you doing home? Not that I’m complaining..” you pulled away looking up at her.

“Clint called me last night while you were sleeping, said the mission was off. I thought it’d be fun to surprise you,” Kate smirked.

“Ya know, I stopped by a little shop on the way home, got a few new little things I think my birthday girl would look good in.” Her hands suddenly tighter on your hips.

Okay.. maybe this birthday could get better after all.

[andreal831]

Where does Lucien rank among your favorite TVDU villains? Personally, outside of the Mikaelsons, he’s my favorite.

It's complicated. Mostly cause I don't really have a rank in my head for villains. I love/hate them for different reasons.

Lucien is a really good villain and I like that they just let him be a villain. Yes, he has a sort of sad backstory, but so does everyone. I hate how people say characters "aren't evil, they're just broken." 99% of villains in media have tragic backstories. It doesn't make what they do ok. And Lucien's story was not more tragic than a lot of what we saw. He was essentially a "lower class" person who got rejected by a girl... and then, yes tortured and killed by the nobility... But who hasn't?

I like that they never really tried to play up his backstory. We see him in flashbacks and can feel a little bad for him, but then Lucien is still just Lucien in present time. He never feels sorry for what he does. He never questions his choices. In his mind, he deserves to do what he is doing and doesn't hesitate. Even when he has bonded with characters, he's still willing to harm them to achieve his end goal. Like I said, I like him as a villain because he is unapologetically a villain.

He came to New Orleans with an elaborate plan to take down the people who he felt wronged him. I really liked the storyline where he was going after wealthy men, but the show kind of dropped it. I love vampire serial killer storylines because they all are serial killers but most of them are just sloppy with it. Lucien was methodical. It makes him even scarier as a villain. He had this hatred towards elites, yet he was one. He complains about how he grew up, yet he spent the vast majority of his life at the top of the food chain.

I will always hate him for what he did to Cami, but it makes him a better villain. He had a fondness for Cami or was at the very least amused by her bravery and spirit. But it didn't matter. His revenge was above everything. So this may put him at the top just for the fact that he was such a good villain all the way through.

I also really love Dahlia, Celeste, and Aurora. Yet, they spend so much time trying to make us understand Dahlia and Aurora that they lose some of their edge. Don't get me wrong, I love that they got their redemption, but it felt like it took away some of their "evil." It was supposed to. We were supposed to root for them and their redemption at the end. So it just makes me not want to list them as my favorite villain.

Celeste, not surprisingly doesn't get this ending (since she is a woc, I am not surprised by how quickly her arc was finished). If Celeste had a main story, she would probably be my favorite villain. She doesn't get enough credit for how she manipulated and launched TO. People love to credit Katherine for sending Katherine to NOLA, but Celeste was the one that manipulated the prophecies and was there at the beginning, destabilizing the factions in order to make the witches desperate to call the Mikaelsons back. She was incredibly powerful and actually had the Mikaelsons running scared because she knew how to emotionally manipulate them.

Speaking of Katherine, I know people love her as a villain, and she is fun. But if we are talking about the top villains, she doesn't rank very high for me. She was too caught up in the teen drama of it all and revolved around Stefan. It was just never a good enough reason to me to like her as a villain. But I don't want to turn this into me just going through each villain and analyzing them, because that's not what you asked for.

All of this to say, Lucien ranks pretty high for favorite villains for me. To me, the TO villains were all a lot scarier than TVD since they all had to be so much more powerful because the main characters were. While I liked TVD, the villains just don't rank as high for me. But I really liked all of the TO villains. I can't think of one that I was bored with actually, I can, Greta, but all of season 5 was a mess so that's not surprising. Even the Hollow, which was a bit of a messy storyline, still had a really neat backstory and was scary.

Season 3 is one of my favorite seasons because the story was so interesting. You can see where the villains are coming from, but they are never redeemed. They are villains and choose to be villains. It also plays on the idea that one mans villain is another man's hero. Like I don't consider Aya a villain at all because she was just fighting for her freedom, whereas some of the other's were motivated by power. I definitely prefer Lucien over Tristan, but Aurora is my favorite of the trio. Yet again, I never felt she was as good of a villain as Lucien because Aurora's actions were more understandable and even justified at times. She did things that weren't, but so did everyone. It really just depends on how you rank your favorite villains.

Sorry for answering this in a stream of consciousness. Let me know if you want any clarifications!

Thanks for the ask!

[negansbackdoorwhore]

can i please get 34 from the prompt list with either jeffrey or negan <3

Warnings: angst, smut

Negan wasn’t one to fold easily under ultimatums. He wants to stay in control especially with his relationships. Seeing you was his favorite thing but he also had other woman on speed dial. He could swoon the pants of any woman with his sexy charm and the fact he was the president of the local biker club. But it wasn’t enough for you and it killed him to have you want him exclusively. He couldn’t have it and let his pride overrule his true emotions.

That was months ago and Negan kept his appearance up for his friends and shit. But going home was empty and felt so lonely. He called numerous girls to satisfy him but it wasn’t the same. The sex was okay but he kept secretly wishing it was you instead. It was way better when it was you and knowing you would stay with him to cuddle and give you the affection he craved. Other women wanted to give the same thing but he wasn’t having it. There were times he would want to pick up his phone and call but he didn’t want himself to fall easily.

That was fine until seeing you in at the farmer’s market with some guy. He saw you at a stand admiring the watermelons and almost approached you after no contact. But then seeing some dude come over next to you made him clench his fists. He wanted to kill that guy but bit back the motion once your eyes made contact with his. Not a word said as he turned around and got on his bike.

He felt was a ball of anger all day and snapping at anyone who wanted to talk to him. He closed himself off from everyone by shutting off his phone and staying in his home. He hit his own wall a couple times before hearing the sound of knocking on his front door. Negan’s first instinct was to ignore it but the knocking kept going on and on. It was making feel crazy and rushed over to throw open his door. He was going to bark out a string of swears until realizing it was you.

“Why are you here?”

“Oh, so I don’t even get a hello? I knew this was a bad idea.” You went to walk away but Negan grabbed your arm in hopes you would stay.

“Wait. I’m sorry, just had a bad day.”

“It wouldn’t be because of earlier today, right?”

Negan sighed as he let his head fall forward with the feeling of his fingers squeezed your arm. You removed his hand and stepped into his home, the memories flowed at the sight. You always spent your free time here when you were seeing each other.

“Look, seeing you today was a lot for me. And with another man made me feel some tough shit like a punch in my gut.”

“You think it was easy on my end? You don’t seem to give a fuck after making your choice. Negan I’m just here to see if you’re okay.”

“I appreciate it and…”

“Stop. You seem fine so now I’m leaving.” Negan bit his lip and watched you step toward the door. He was going to let you go but his gut told him something different. Without thinking he stopped you by pressing himself against the back of your body. You couldn’t see anything but the frame of the door and felt Negan’s touch. Fuck, you missed him.

“I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you."

He said against the shell of your ear that caused you to shudder. You planned on leaving but now with him so close, you just wanted to pull him even closer. You made the first move by turning around and reach up to kiss his lips. They felt like what you’ve been missing for these last months and he couldn’t deny the craving. His lips hungry and now growing needy for you.

Negan made a fast move to pick you up in his arms and pinned you to the floor. It was sloppy and rushed as he worked off your pants. You were feeling breathless as he kept kissing you with all the want he held for you. Your hands held his shoulders and groaned once the touch of his cock was against your panties.

“Baby. I fucking missed this.” He moaned against your neck and pushed your legs on his waist. You whimpered when he ripped your underwear to push his cock on your velvet opening. His eyee made contact with yours and you felt him go inside you. He gasped at how good you felt and your hands reached to caress his face. Negan leaned to kiss you deeply as he stroked into you. You both wanted to prolong this but the feeling was too good.

After finishing, Negan insisted on you staying for a bit. You would protest but he was all sweet and already bringing you to rest on his couch. He brought you into his arms and a blanket to cover up.

“Sorry about your panties. I couldn’t help myself.” He mumbled against your head before laying a soft kiss on you. You didn’t respond as you were focused on cuddling into his body.

“If you let me. I want to be yours and only yours. I can’t see myself wanting anyone else but you Baby.”

“Okay.” You answer and reach to kiss him while his arms squeezed your body.

[d4bi-gf]

demolition lovers.

demolition lovers by my chemical romance is sooo dabi coded, you can’t convince me otherwise.

warnings: fighting, blood mention, violence, death

word count: just under 1.5k

you and dabi were comparable to a modern day bonnie and clyde; always on the run, never stayed in one place too long, and had a list of crime as long as the lives that you two have claimed. you were ready to spend the rest of your life as on the run squatters if it meant you could stay by his side. he tried every day to show you how much you mean to him, and after all the things you put each other through he would drive on to the end with you. 

racing down the road, he takes your hand into his, intertwining your fingers with a tight grip on you. he slightly turns to look into your icy blues. he gives you a sly grin and brings your hand up to his mouth to leave a soft kiss against it.

hand still against his lips he speaks, “with this trunk of ammunition, a liquor store or two will keep the gas tank full.”

you laughed wickedly and leaned over the console to hold his arm and give him kisses leading up to his cheek. the drive back to your current abandoned location went by quickly and the two of you were immediately connect by your mouths as soon as he slammed the door shut. as it shut he turned your back and pushed you against the door, leaning into your kisses with your fingers running through his dark hair as he picked you up and held you by the butt, moving you to the couch and throwing you (gently) onto it. your love was passionate every time, you two got drunk on each other with your sloppy kisses and muffled moans. it was like this every night and you couldn’t complain. as good as the love you two shared was, there was always the bad. 

“god, dabi, you are such a dick!” you’d scream. you two fought about twice a month, but they were always frightening. “i cannot fucking believe you sometimes, if you’re so annoyed with me why don’t you just kill me?!”

he ran up to you and slammed his hand against the wall, “are you fucking mad? i mean really, what would even compel you to say such a stupid fucking statement, seriously?!”

he never hurt you physically, he knows the trauma and pain of abuse, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t pick up on some of his dads bad habits and anger issues. even with the person he loved more than himself, he snapped every so often. that action was enough to have you sliding down the wall and start crying. you hated fighting with dabi but you loved making up. he went down with you, muttering a bunch of no’s and pulled you into him as you cried into his chest. he’d pat your hair and whisper in your ear, “it’s okay. i’m sorry i scared you. let it out, please. i love you.”

he felt like there was nothing left to do but prove himself to you. this time he meant it, he would let you know just how much you meant to him… until the end of everything. 

you’d start to calm down and your lips would meet his, passionately fighting for dominance although he would always win it. he moved you onto the floor laying on your back while he was holding himself above you, pressing himself into your crotch as you grind back at him. you loved this, you loved him. and he loved you too, you knew it. nothing could break you two away from each other. 

your life of crime continued the next few months, your passionate love only grew stronger, and the fighting got worse. neither of you knew why it was like this, such a toxic yet addicting love. maybe it was the way both of you were raised but neither of you cared enough honestly. with every fight, he made sure to try again to let you know how much you mean to him. he felt like nothing was ever good enough and you would never be able to feel the burning love inside of his chest for you. 

“until the end.” he would say. you didn’t know exactly what he meant by that, and neither did he, to be honest. all he knew was that he’d love you til then, maybe it was a feeling he had but he suspected that it would come sooner than later. whether it was from you finally leaving him or one of you dying, he was never going to leave you willingly. 

tokyo, your birth places, was the last place either of you wanted to camp out for the night. dabi having to see his dads face plastered everywhere and the pressure of being caught by the police and/or heroes of the area. to unwind dabi grabbed some liquor from the trunk and decided to relax with you quietly in hiding. you had such a gut feeling something was going to go wrong tonight as you decided to stay at a beaten down motel in the area he used to meet with the league. there aren’t many places to make a base out of so you two had to settle for this, knowing the risks. 

little did you know that was your mistake. 

and the alcohol induced stress dabi felt that night. 

“dabi, i’m begging you to keep it down, seriously! there are other people in the rooms around us… they could call the police.”

“let them call them, doll! we’ll show them how much we mean—“

you pleaded, “you sound fucking insane! i can’t deal with this right now.”

you left the room to get some air and to think. you sat on top of the stolen car and tried to calm yourself down. dabi slammed the door open and shouted toward you, “i’m trying! i’m trying to let you know how much you mean..” 

he makes it down the stairs to you and keeps going on his drunken ramble, “all we are… is bullets.”

you exhaled at his idiocy while shaking your head, you never knew what he meant but you didn’t care. you still consoled him and helped him onto the hood of the car to calm him down. dabi rested his head on your shoulder and wrapped both of his arms around you.

“as days fade, and nights grow… we’ll show them..”

“okay, dabi,” you said while rubbing his back. “whatever you say.”

it was peaceful. your worries were put to the side as you two laid on the car hood and held each other’s hands while gazing into each other eyes and having slow, hot, and heavy make out sessions.

abruptly, the sound police sirens echoed throughout the area. you immediately felt your heart fall to your ass as you jolted up and grabbed dabi, trying to run up back to the motel room before they could make it. 

but you couldn’t. the red and blue lights blinded you as you fell the ground while holding dabi who stayed standing up with his head down. you felt your eyes swell up with tears, begging him to get down. you didn’t care if you two were thrown away for good, he was not in his right state of mind and you were terrified of what he was going to do. 

“stay right there!” officers shouted. dabi just laughed. he laughed like the maniacal criminal he was — to the public at least. 

“this time i mean it, i’ll let you know how much you mean..” he says just loud enough for you to hear. dabi knew what he had to do to prove himself. 

he raised his hands up and started walking towards the officers. they knew who he was, but not you. he was going to save you from this life he brought you into, despite your muffled pleading, crying, and begging. once he got to a good enough distance away from you, he turned around and gave you one last smile. he snapped back towards officers and awakened his quirk to burn them all off, but these weren’t regular police officers. they have been waiting for this moment. before he could activate his quirk fully, lead rains passed on through his phantom. the force turned his body completely towards you and you saw his blue eyes shine one last time.

your adrenaline allowed you to regain control of your legs, running to hold onto him as he hit the asphalt ground. as you’re falling down, in this pool of blood, and as you’re touching hands, you meet his eyes and lean in to give him one last desperate kiss mixed with your tears.

with the last of his strength before he completely withered away, he meets your eyes and says, “i mean this, forever.”

[bunnybabecantwrite]

Let Me Help

Request <3

I am so sorry this is really overdue (Schools a bitch) but anyways this was really fun to write I hope you enjoy!

Let Me Help 

Leorio x Male!reader | You and Leorio met at college your age gap never affected your relationship but this little stunt may break his trust (reader has hypnosis nen) | Tw: smut, verrry public, hypnosis, non/dub con |

You will admit you felt a bit bad about doing this again, but the first time was one of the most exhilarating experiences you have ever had. All you did was “persuade” your boyfriend into participating in one of your dirty fantasies with the assistance of your nen. It happened at the campus park, you were horny and wanted some much-needed attention from Leorio. So you started releasing your manipulation nen, you had set up a trigger word that anytime said would convince him that his clothes were more uncomfortable than they seemed. This worked surprisingly well and before you knew it Leorio’s sweating and fidgety adjustments to his clothes turned into taking off articles of clothing one by one. Eventually, it ended up with you and Leorio at a farther part of the park in nothing but both of your boxers. The risk of getting caught fuels your arousal, unaware of the same thoughts going through his mind as well. Finally, people were wandering closer to the spot you two were sitting. First, it was one then two people gawking for a brief moment before walking off. Then more and more people came, and some even dared to scold you for it. Then the most expected thing happened, Leorio started to argue back and it was once he stood up that you noticed how much of an effect your nen had. An agonizing tent in his trousers. Leorio sat back down sweating, breath hitched in his throat, that’s when you decided to pounce. Pushing him to the ground you insistently pushed your lips on one another. Leorio at first hesitant melted into the kiss. Soon it faded into sloppy kisses and grinding against each other, your bodies begging for more friction. But that was as far as you two got. The excitement had gotten to you and your nen’s effect was fading. You had to use it again to help console Leorio that you both won't get in trouble for the public indesinty as you both got dressed.

***

But this time you were at an outdoor market far away from campus. You had trained and were sure your nen won't wear off this time. So swiftly you pulled Leorio away from whatever stand caught his attention and brought him to a corner of a stand slightly concealed. 

“Let me help” you breathlessly whispered as you pushed him against a wall passionately kissing him. That trigger word making quick work of the lavish clothes you were wearing tossing them to the ground as if they were just garbage bags. This place was crowded so unlike the courtyard people imminently noticed, some stared while others hollered. Before you could notice Leorio was rock hard. Carefully picking up his heavy cock already weeping with precum giving it a few pumps while between breathes yelling at those who would call out or threaten them. Already so sensitive his cock twitched at any sort of attention. Muffled mewls and grunts fell from his lips. Getting close to his release, Leorio, without thinking would rutt against our hand, begging for more. The display in front of you was enough to cream your pants. Even though your cock pleaded for the attention you wanted to watch Leorio’s face in pure bliss as he painted everything white, plus you could always help yourself once you got back to your home. His humping getting more and more sporadic you could tell he was close, squeezing his cock head as he humped against you, pushed him over the edge. His whole body spasmed as he faced one of the biggest orgasms he has ever had. You were glad your pants were off, as creamy, white, ropes covered your hand and groin. As Leorio got himself together you took the time to clean yourself and lick his seed off your hand. After putting your clothes on and quickly leaving before getting in any more trouble Leorio grabbed your shoulder and said with a smile 

“This is the last time you do that,” you responded with a sly grin and a wink, grabbing his hand to leave faster.

Thank you so much for reading to the end <3

[hannahhasafact]

Kumoricon 2023 recap for myself just because (yes I know it’s been a week now):

Barely finished my Imelda cosplay in time (like think the day of) which felt wild because I spent so much goddamn time on it and truly thought I was going to finish it earlier 😭

This was the first time I can remember that I’ve ever had a cosplay where I was told I looked beautiful? Like I’ve gotten “Oh you’re adorable!” a lot but I got a few “You look beautiful” and that’s just wild

Like a lot of people didn’t know what my cosplay was and I still got compliments, which never happens if they don’t know what my cosplay is. So that’s wild!

Also people were just super nice??? And that was nice

I am frustrated with myself though because I got superglue on the middle of the dress coat towards the end of the day (a fellow ballroom staff person stepped on my skirt when I went to the bathroom and I tried to quick fix it… superglue never works for me I s2g it doesn’t matter how long I hold the thing on for) Also the escalator scratched a big ol scratch in my heels which sucks but like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I was so worn down by ballroom staff stuff??? Which feels weird because a lot of it was not physical (for me) but I still got tired? Which feels lame on my part because like I know I helped in ways but I feel like I wasn’t helpful enough 🫠 but who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (I helped by having a baby look at a picture of a cat on my phone lol)

I absolutely could not wear my heels on day two oh my GOD I forgot how much my Handler/Sophie Bikes shoes hurt. I wore flats p much all day on day two which doesn’t fit the cosplay but listen I am old and a lot of those floors are cement and terrible in the convention center

People were also very nice about my Sylvia cosplay (but also seemed nervous to interact with me? lol)

I’m annoyed with myself because I didn’t look at the schedule at ALL and I ended up not planning my time well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ the only two panels I wanted to go to clashed with work/having to be a responsible adult and take care of my kitty 😭 and look obviously Bijou above me having a silly time at a con but also man what a bummer. Next year gotta actually take a look at the schedule and plan. (Though tbh I’m annoyed that the panels I wanted to go to were all in the evening like wtf man who starts a panel at 5:30PM)

Having my bike this year was a godsend oh my GOD it was so nice to be able to bike to the convention center and back most of the weekend 🚲 like obviously I couldn’t bike in my Imelda cosplay but the rest of the weekend? Easy to bike back and forth. So extremely helpful. I’m sure it was very funny to see me in a SpyXFamily cosplay biking to the convention center (a parking guy said he liked my hat as I biked by lol)

Wore my Yuuri Katsuki cosplay for the last day of con which always makes me laugh because I just look like… a kind of sloppy guy but clearly SOMETHING is going on because it’s very obvious I’m wearing a wig 😆 but holy heck I swear this is the most recognition I’ve gotten for my Yuuri cosplay ever???

For reference: a very tired nerd lol

I spent way more at con than I was expecting? But then again I did buy two manga which definitely upped my “money spent at con” amount and I had a little bit of money saved up specifically for con. Also I’m so obsessed with the fact that more and more cons/markets are selling wax melts???? I use wax melts a lot and I got some from Mizu Crafts that smell SO GOOD. I’ve been melting the Kiss Kiss Fall in Love one and my apartment smells like a bouquet of roses it’s so nice (also if they’re on tumblr and see this for some reason I’m so sorry I was kind of a mess and knocked something over I was really tired and I know you were nice about it but I still felt bad)

Right after con I had to go home and get ready for a murder mystery dinner party wedding reception for my cousin and proceeded to drink too much wine and eat really good food (I’m sure the exhaustion did not help)

I didn’t catch covid but oof I think I did get some con crud for sure. I would also say it was probably the combo of not sleeping enough/not eating well/wearing bad support and carrying stuff all weekend but oh my god my body has been recuperating this week. All I did on Thursday was play video games and yesterday I cleaned my apartment and wow wow wow did I need that. (Though playing video games all day Thursday did not help my sore back lol)

I’m probably going to move out of this apartment this year because reasons but like… god it’s so convenient to be so close to the convention center. (And no way will I be able to afford a place in such a good location if I move but here we are). It’s just like… I wish I was rich so I didn’t have to worry about my housing stuff all the time.

But yeah! That was con. I’m still tired but that’s more because last night I went to bed after midnight and still woke up at 7:30AM lol

[just-patchy]

💜(Cringe) 2020 Grateful Thing💜

so uh people been tagging me in those ‘tag ppl you’re grateful to have met or whatever in 2020’ posts and i’m just gonna make my own for that and try to say something about everyone instead of reblogging bc i’d absolutely miss someone otherwise hsjdhsjd

@oiseaunoir11: one of the first friends I ever made in the twst fandom and on tumblr in general? I was pretty intimidated bc most of the twst creators I heard of at the time were already pretty well-established and I didn’t have the courage to reach out to anyone. Can’t believe we became friends just through me being shippy in the tags shdjhsjdjs I’m super glad to have met you bestie and ily a lot! You went through a lot and you deserve love, support, and a break 💜💜

@rikanoctrix: another person I was super intimidated by bc I see any sort of good art and I’m like “yeaaaaaa no I’m not worthy” ahdjshsjs, super nice and caring!! I’m too shy to talk to you still sometimes but 👉👈

@multi-ankin: are we still besties yes or no- actually are we still friends yes or no??? i know you’ve been busy or whatever but i literally cannot without like at least a greeting every 3 days, anyways hi i still appreciate you v v v much and we should probably talk more hsjdhsjdjs

@its-alvi-tar: we don’t talk that much nowadays but hi!! I don’t have much to say aside from v v v nice person and a r t, also can i get german lessons from u and rika pls

@thetwstwildcard: super cool, brainrot always, i still remember we started with fox gang and now we got cat harem and syzygy too shdjhsjdhsbs thank you for all the validation you have given by sending me asks and thereby giving me permission to go ham with brainrot uwu

@bakujho: really cool and badass, honestly thank you for giving people a platform to speak up about gravedigging drama, also felt safe opening up to you so thanks for that!! would talk more with you if i weren’t so easily intimidated all the time so i’ll prolly try and work on that??

@ellovett: hi gamer :3 another really cool person!!! super friendly, i just have the courage of a bean www we!!! gotta!!! talk!!! more!!! i hope we can have more shenanigan moments in the future shdjhsjdjs

@unidraky: hiiii another person I haven’t rly talked with a lot hsjdhsjdjsj anyways!! thanks for the art advice you gave n’ stuff!!! it’s pretty useful!!

@ashygrotthoe: rly fun to talk to! should bring back gay 1 and gay 2 nicknames hsjshjfhsnd anyways yeah thank u for listening to (or i guess reading) my lil bisaster rambles and also my uh poetry(?)

@toadodoki @twst-zombie: shjdhsjdhsj you two are super fun to be around and infectious energy is a thing!!!! thank y’all for enabling my chaotic energy to just go ham

@peteza-mozzarella: probably the sweetest person i’ve ever met in the span of uh 1-2 months??? idk time doesn’t exist in 2020, really cute, 12/10 would hug

@mofuyuu: the first person who ever drew fanart of my oc i believe? i remember being super excited when i secretly used my phone at school and i was really happy about it! thanks for that!! (super cute art btw)

@ratgoddess-v: thank u for putting in effort to talk to me and sorry that convos always end up kinda dying down cause i cannot with thinking of conversation topics shdjhsjdhdjs

@fumikomiyasaki @rebellious-princess-athie @xena0212 @kuruispams @ocean-water-tea @girl-in-the-tower @twistedikon @keyenuta @nobleswansong @arigatou-gozaimalleus @araminta-lemontea @roseparfaits @starrymothwings @eclipsezero @shoujoqueensstuff @halloweenismyfav @zonamemoryverse @vorvexia @supergals and i hope i didn’t leave anyone out! at least not the people i’m not afraid to tag (for now)! i checked like 10 times i hope not, if i don’t tag you it’s bc i only have so much courage before i lose steam ok

before i finish this post, a moment of silence for the mutuals who left tumblr and/or have no way to contact them otherwise, both with and without notice 😔😔 you guys were fun to talk to even though i barely talked to anyone back then tbh

I love y’all and thank you for sticking with this wacky 16 yr old (still thinks it’s funny people thought i was older wwww), it hasn’t been a year since I made this blog, but 2020 has been a very questionable year for me, especially with mentally/emotionally since a lot of things happened! I can’t say I’m ending this year on a healthy note, but hey at least I got a crowd of people I got to meet :3c 💜💜💜💜💜

[togrowoldinv]

It’s Okay That You Need Me

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

After a tough mission, you pull Nat out of her own head.

Note: This is some Nat hurt/comfort with a fluffy little ending. The title and some of the dialogue was inspired by the song “Superman”by Rachel Platten, which I highly recommend listening to. Happy reading!

Masterlist

You are sitting at work when your phone rings. You look down to see Clint’s name pop up onto the screen and you immediately answer. There’s only one person that could be the reason he’s calling.

“What happened?” You ask into the phone, already gathering your things to leave work.

“Y/n, hey it’s nothing physical,” he says and you sigh with temporary relief. “But Nat’s pretty shaken up from the mission. I didn’t want to call and worry you, but I can’t get her to stop training,” Clint explains.

“I’m on my way,” you reply, halfway to your car. “Do I just come right in or?”

“I’ll be waiting at the door for you,” Clint says and you hang up the phone.

The drive to compound feels like it takes ages. You try to call Nat several times and get no answer. When you do finally get there, Clint let’s you in and you follow him down the halls.

“She’s in there. I have to warn you, it’s bad this time,” Clint says.

“For better or for worse, right? I’ve got her,” you tell him and you enter the training area.

You catch sight of her in the corner of the room hitting a punching bag like her life depends on it. Like if she punches it hard enough then the pain will go away.

“Hey Natasha,” you announce your presence in the room.

“What are you doing here?” She asks as she continues to punch the bag.

“Clint called me,” you explain simply. You approach her further and she doesn’t seem to even notice. You stand close to her but not in her way.

“I told him I was fine,” she punches the bag. “I’m fucking fine,” with each word she punches again and again and again.

“Baby please, can you just stop for a minute?” You plead to her. You can see her knuckles all banged up and her hands must be hurting her at this point. But she only keeps on punching.

“Natasha, stop,” you place a hand on her shoulder and she shrugs you off before continuing on. “Nat please. Come on, Nat,” you try again.

“I just want it to stop,” Natasha mumbles out.

“You want what to stop?”

“The memories. They just won’t let up,” she says through muffled tears. Her punches get sloppy until her arms are barely moving. You take this as an opportunity to reach for her. Your arms go around her waist and you hold her close.

“I’ll make them stop, Natasha. I promise. I’m here for you. I love you. I love you so much,” you say and her arms fold around your back. She lets herself go in your arms and you feel the exhaustion radiating off of your wife.

“Please y/n, please,” she sobs into your neck and you pull her as close as you can.

“I’ve got you, baby. I love you,” you repeat over and over again until her sobs turn into smaller whimpers. “Let me clean your hands up,” you say once she has calmed down a bit.

She stays in your arms as you two walk to her room. You sit her down on the bed before you go the bathroom and get the first aid kit.

“I’m sorry about this,” Nat says, sounded embarrassed.

“No need to apologize, love. Here let me see,” you clean up her knuckles and place soft kisses on them. You hold her hands in yours gently. “Does it hurt?”

“Not anymore really. Y/n about what I said,” Nat begins and you give her an encouraging nod. “The mission was in Russia and it just felt like too much. Everything was just too much.”

“Did you know in advance it was going to be in Russia?”

“Yeah. I thought I could handle it. And I guess I did until we got back a few hours ago. I would’ve punched that bag until my hands broke if you hadn’t showed up,” Nat says, looking down at her bruising hands.

“You know you don’t have to be able to handle everything, Natasha. Especially not alone. We took the vow. We walked the walk. I’m always going to be here to do anything to make you feel better,” you say sincerely and she looks at you again.

“I think I might need some time off of avenging. Just some time to be with you and get my head together. Maybe take a trip. I have to take a break or I’m just going to keep on falling down,” Natasha confesses.

“Natasha, even heroes fall down now and then. It’s okay that you need a break. It’s okay that you needed me today. It’s always okay to need me because I need you too,” you say and she leans forward and kisses your lips softly.

“I love you, y/n. Detka, I just love you so much,” Natasha says against your lips.

“I love you too, Natasha,” you kiss her. “Hey since I’m here, can I meet some of the other Avengers? I think they should meet your super cool wife,” you say with a grin and she laughs.

“Yeah, detka. It’s time for them to meet my girl,” she says cheesily and it makes you blush.

“I’m your girl, huh?”

“Yep. And my world,” Natasha replies.

Tag List: @gracebutnotgraceful @i-wished-for-you-too @be-missed @romanoffscottage

[lunamochii]

Genshin Men [ Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Childe ] taking you into a manga cafe - nsfw -

WARNINGS  : Modern AU, nsfw, pure smut, Oral receiving (F) [ Zhongli ], tit-fucking [ Kaeya ], Drunk sex [ Diluc ], thigh fucking [ Childe ], f!reader, minors dni

I tried my best and I hope you guys will love this! Enjoy reading! You guys can request too~

You guys have plan this last week that both of you will check out the new manga cafe that just launch around this month and you are excited going there with them, since it has it's own private room enough for two plus it's unlimited drinks, you guys can read many books as you want. Who would've think that things will end up somewhat different on what you expected. Well, you guys better keep your voices down if you still want to come by again.

You guys can request too~ Happy reading!

Zhongli

"What did you say ?"

You gulp down hearing his baritone voice and you tried to shrug it off by letting out a chuckle and looking away, you totally forgot your man gets jealous easily

"C-Calm down Li! I was just joking about wanting to- hmpf!"

You quickly covered your mouth when slip his fingers underneath the skirt you are wearing, hands grabbing on his polo, his breath hitting your skin on your neck

"Joking ? How can you joke wanting to get railed by another man ? Am I not enough ?"

"They don't exist- Zhongli~"

You couldn't stop yourself from moaning his name when he start to move his fingers against your panty, the way he move his fingers is so slow that you just want to beg for more

Zhongli began to kiss your neck up to your chin then proceed to shower your face with kisses, then he brush his lips against yours

"Just kiss me already.."

You whispered and that made Zhongli chuckle and put his arm behind your back pulling your body close to him, your legs wrap around his waist and he planted a soft kiss on your lips

You quickly wrap around your arms behind his head and pulled his head closer and deepened the kiss, Zhongli groan between the kiss, your tongues battled for dominance but in the end he won

He began on caressing your thighs giving it a light squeeze every time you suck his tongue and you would moan whenever he will slap it softly, Zhongli broke away from the kiss and flip your position

Now you're laying flat on your stomach as he lift your skirt up and pulled your panty down, revealing your wet cunt and all you can do is watch him lick his lips and played with your entrance by his fingers

"Hm! Z-Zhongli~ Stop teasing me~"

"Teasing ? I'm just starting, love."

Zhongli grip your butt and made you lift it up, now your wet cunt is facing him and Zhongli rest his cheeks against your butt cheeks before giving it a slap and trailing his tongue on your cunt

You almost moan loudly but Zhongli stop you by slapping your thighs and you just buried your face on the pillow, this is why you should not provoke him, also it would be bad letting your voice out the people on the other room might hear you

Zhongli insert two fingers and you just want to scream this pleasure building up on your stomach, you move your ass wanting him to go faster but your boyfriend is such a tease, instead of thrusting his fingers faster he instead didn't move it and just lick your cunt

"Zhongli!"

"Yes dear ?"

The way he answered you is like his mocking you, oh how badly you want to tug on his air, you look at him pouting and Zhongli knew exactly what you want

Luckily this room is big enough so he pulled his face away from your cunt and focus on fucking you with his fingers, and in a second he got you moaning and chanting his name

"Shut it Y/N! Others will hear you!"

"It's your f-fault! Hmmff!"

"Can't even control your voice."

Zhongli pulled you up and now both of you are standing on the ground with his fingers slipping again inside your cunt, his other hand groping your breast, you put one of your hand on his hand as he went more faster

His other hand is on your face lightly gripping your neck, he felt you squeezing his fingers tight so he smirk and bit down on your shoulder as he fasten his pace, you squirm slapping his hand trying to get him pull out

But Zhongli remain stern and he got you squirting out, soaking his fingers wet and some of your juices is dripping on the floor, when he let go of you, your body plop down on the bed, with your juices oozing out

"What a sight, how about we go home so I can fuck you, hm ? I would love to hear your voice."

Kaeya

"It looks fun so why not try it, right ?"

Kaeya smirk and you glared at him back but that only made your man chuckle, his hand softly caressing your hair as you gag on his cock, wrapping your tongue around his cock, you continue on rubbing his cock in between your breast

It all started when he decided to read a smut book, he saw a panel where it shows the girl giving the boy a tit fuck and this man right here wanted to try it, though you can't deny that you love it too

"Oh fuck... that's it baby~ Hmm~"

"Geez Kaeya! Don't moan so loud."

"Oya ? Sorry sorry~"

Kaeya smiled and grab a handful of your hair so it won't get on your way, to get you back on track he purposely slip his feet under your skirt rubbing it against your soaking panty

You let out a soft moan and began to suck him whole, his other hand grab on the sheet as he throw his head back, not wanting to let his voice out but the way you suck him is too good that he can't hold his self back

"Squeeze your breast together for me baby."

You did as what he told you and it took you by surprise when he started to move his hips and you can feel how his cock twitch in between your breast, you roll out your tongue just so you can lick the tip of his cock

"Fuck! Hmm!! Holy shit!"

Kaeya curse non-stop and it was like a music on to your ears and with a few more thrust he came and you open your mouth as to catch his cum but some of it still got on your face and breast, Kaeya let out a satisfied sigh as he lay his upper half body on the bed

"Are you satisfied daddy ?"

Kaeya peek on you and motion you to lay on top of his chest and you did, he twirl some strand of your hair on his fingers as he gave you a quick kiss

"You tire me out baby~ I will go grab more book and maybe I can find more interesting positions."

He wink at you and kisses you passionately before fixing his self and told you to wait for him naked, on the bed, while he fetch more book.

Diluc

"I'm back! Gosh I found so many good mangas that are impossible to buy!"

You announced once you entered the room while holding the mangas you got, but what welcome you is the scent of the alcohol on the air, your nose immediately scrunch up

"Y/N..."

Your eyes landed on your boyfriend sitting at the swivel chair, the coat he wore is now hanging at the back of the chair and his polo is now unbuttoned

"Diluc?!"

"I feel hot.."

You quickly put down the book on the table on the side and went o him but he grab you by the wrist and pulled you making you sit on his lap

"Y/N..."

His hug on you is so tight as if his afraid once he let go you will run away from him, he inhaled your scent and buried his face on the crook of your neck

You roam your eyes and found a one glass that is now empty and it looks like he drank all of it, you shook your head and pulled away from him, his face is really red and his looking at you with a weird expression

"I love you and you know that right ? This manga cafe... this room... will be the witness on how I show you that I love you so much.."

"Hahaha you're saying weird things again Diluc.."

You chuckled but he just lowered his head down to your breast and he look up at you, then he buried his face in between your chest

"Let's fuck."

"Eh ? Right here ?"

Diluc just nodded and began to rub his cheeks against yours, this is what happened when he gets drunk, it's either he will pass out or he will seek for you

"Then, I will be on your care."

You said to him and Diluc gave you a sweet smile before kissing your lips full of love and passion, his hands didn't waste time and immediately slip inside your shirt, getting rid of your bra his hands groping your breast while the both of you kiss

Saliva dripping on the side of your lips as you grind on his crotch that is starting to grow, Diluc let out a soft moan when you got rid of his polo, he broke the kiss so he can take your shirt off and hold you by your waist pulling you towards him

Your breast getting press by his chest as he suck and lick on your neck, then he whispered to you that you should get up a bit so he can unbuckle his belt and get rid of his pants

"Are you sure you don't need help ?"

"Mhm.. no.."

Diluc sounds just like a baby, gone his deep voice now it's replace by his soft voice. Once his done he held out his hand and you gulp seeing his hard cock, standing proud

"Loving what you see ?"

You nodded and that made Diluc smiled and when you place your hand on top of his, he brought it close to his lips and kiss the back of your hand

"It's all yours"

His sweet even when his sober but him being drunk is a next level, you can't help but get all butterflies on your stomach, you slowly lowered yourself to him and Diluc didn't stop whispering sweet words and praise to you

"Good girl, love you darling.."

You grip tight on his shoulders and Diluc cuss under his breath feeling how soft your walls are, he didn't move for a second since he want to shower your face with kisses, your mind become clouded when he lick your earlobe and started to move

His thrust are sloppy and his hands are groping your butt cheeks, his breath are uneven and every time you guys kiss, you can taste the alcohol and maybe that also got you drunk

You never left his lips not wanting to cry out loud, you just muffled your moans in between the kiss and Diluc thrust his hips faster, giving your ass a playful slap every time he shove his cock deep

That will also earn him a sweet moan for you, he can tell that his not that drunk but being this close to you, inhaling your scent is what making him drunk, he sunk his teeth on your shoulder and buried his cock deep as he painted your insides white

You shivered on his embrace and Diluc sigh as if he finally let out everything he had, though he didn't pull out and just keep you close to him, then he look at the book you got yourself

"Say darling, how about you read those while riding me ?"

===Childe

"Two college students fucking in a manga cafe~ How daring~"

Childe lick his lips while thrusting his cock in between your thighs, holding it and all you can do is moan, you never expected you guys would be doing this inside a manga cafe, the books that you guys read are now scattered on the bed

"Look at the tip poking out every time I thrust~ Ahh you look so good like this love~"

Childe can't stop praising you loving how you look right now, his cum all over your body and you can't even count how many times he have cum now and how many times you have cum without him fucking your cunt

He let out a groan when you rub your thighs together and that just made him thrust more faster, your moans getting out of hand so you grab the pillow that is place right above your head and press your face in there

"Oh fuck! Coming!"

Childe release his load once again on your stomach and you felt how hot it is, he reach for the pillow and toss it away as he make you hold your legs, press against your chest and he slowly insert his cock once again in between your thighs

"When will you fuck my insides Childe ?!"

"Patience love~ I will fuck you silly once we get to our condo."

Childe smirk lick his fingers and insert it inside your cunt making you bit your lips and at the same time he began to thrust his cock in between your thighs, his fingers fucking your cunt, he can sense how needy your cunt is for it to suck his fingers in

You tried to grab the pillow but Childe told you to push your fingers on your own mouth while your other arm is holding your legs together, lost in the moment you guys didn't even notice the blinking light, a sign that the time is up

"H-Hurry Childe! Hmm make me cum!"

"Together, let's do it together."

Childe groan and pulled his fingers out and fuck your thighs faster, you let out muffled moans and your eyes saw the blinking light and you know anytime somebody will come knocking at the door

"Childe!!"

"Shit!"

He release his cum on to your face and you squinted your eyes as he rub his own cock and keeps on coming on your body, just as you thought somebody knock and both of you look at each other

"Dear guest, would you like to extend your time ?"

Childe smirk seeing how you began to suck his cock and he caress your cheeks with full of adoration, it's your turn now to feel pleasure from sucking him

"Dear guest ?"

"Ah yes, we would like to rent this room for one more hour. Since.."

Childe bit on his lower lip holding his self back to moan when he felt you wrapping your tongue around his cock

"Since we're not done reading the books~"

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MASTERLIST

[hanazuma-inactive]

ifhy. (nsfw) dabi x bottom!male reader

pronouns: he/him

warnings: hate sex, a lot of cursing, a little bit of degrading, fucking on a counter (?) idk if that counts, and implied violence a little

a/n: sorry this took a while to write i was passed out for the past two days 😀👍

_____

ever since you entered the league of villains you've hated everything about the man. the cockiness, the way he talked, even the way he smiled, though he barely did. you wanted to prove you were better than him. due to the fact that he had a flashier quirk than you, he received more attention from tomura than you did.

everything about dabi pissed you off.

you weren't very subtle about it either, you made sure that dabi knew you didn't like him. In fact everyone in the league knew you hated his guts and they didn't want to get in the way of you two either, just so they don't get hit by the crossfire.

you challenged him one time during another one of shigaraki's meetings because he was taunting your abilities in the mission tomura assigned you to. the fight was pretty bad and thankfully kurogiri was there to stop you guys or else the hideout would've been burned to crisps in the matter of seconds.

believe it or not, there was actually one thing you hated more than dabi. it was how much you wanted to fuck the man. everytime you were with dabi, you were practically undressing him with your eyes. his tall and lean body, those ocean eyes you could melt in and the fact that you could see his pecs slightly due to his clothing.

you didn't want to admit it but you couldn't deny your own desires. not saying you would volunteeringly ask him to fuck you but if the oppurtunity came up you wouldn't say no either. there were times you touched yourself thinking about the black haired male deep inside you stuffing you full of his cum. he turned you on so much and you couldn't deny it.

it was another day were shigaraki excluded you from a mission. you didn't mind too much this time since you didn't want to go anyways. shigaraki and your ideals weren't similar but he recognized your strength and you recognized his authority.

you were resting at the bar table in the hideout and fixing yourself a drink. you knew kurogiri had to have some good booze hidden here somewhere. while ruffling under the counters you heard slow footsteps coming down the stairs. the person you wanted to see the least appeared in front of you.

"what are you doing back here, aren't you supposed to be with them?" you said in a cold tone.

"they don't need me anymore, they've got it handled. shigaraki's plan also failed once."

"wouldn't be surprised."

"fuck is that suppose to mean."

"i said what i said , burnt face."

you felt the atmosphere in the room tense up and so did dabi. you both stayed silent for a few seconds until he spoke again.

"real rich coming from someone who's been eye-fucking me ever since we entered the league together."

you were startled by his response. did you make it that obvious? you stopped looking for the alcohol and stood up.

"so what if i did, huh? i still fucking hate you, i don't know who in the right mine would want your cocky ass here but i guess some people just don't see how much of a piece shit you can be."

you could feel it in your bones a fight was about to go down. dabi wasn't the type to stay silent after you insult him. well, if he does try something you were ready to face him. backing off from something like this wasn't your style.

dabi walked closer to you and put his hand on the counter.

"i always thought you had a pretty face, what a shame it came with a shit personality." dabi said while cupping your cheek with his hand.

his touch felt so right against your skin. the male's hands weren't cold but it wasn't exactly warm either. you didn't know why it felt good but you didn't care either.

"don't fucking touch me, bastard." you said while slapping away dabi's hand.

you wanted dabi to touch you but you didn't want to admit it infront of him. in fact, he was getting too close to you for comfort and the tense atmosphere with just the two of you, him pushing you against the wall. even a nomu would know what he's trying to do.

“oh please, we all know you want it you fucking slut... you want me to fuck your brains out right on this counter, don’t lie to yourself.”

“don’t be so full of yourself, who do you think you are? just because i like your body doesn’t mean i like you.”

dabi turned around and started to walk away realizing you were being serious about this.

“then again, i'm not saying no. so if you want to prove me wrong, come and show me.” you said

dabi understood what you meant, he turned around and grabbed you by the waist pulling you in for a sloppy kiss.

you've never felt your heart beat so fast in your life before. you hands on his shoulders pulling him closer towards you. both of you struggled to take control of the kiss but dabi ended up winning this time.

after a few minutes the kiss broke and you wiped your mouth with your left arm.

"is that all you got bitch boy? c'mon there's no way you're this weak right?" you taunted

"you haven't seen nothing yet, you fucking squirt."

dabi said as he unbuckled his belt. you could see the thick outline of his cock under his boxers. it was so much bigger than you could’ve ever imagined all those times by yourself. dabi soon took off his boxers to show you the real deal. his cock was still half erect but it already looked too big to fit into your hole.

“you like it?” dabi asked with a smirk on his face

“tch, i’ve seen better.”

“oh? is that so.”

right after he said that, dabi grabbed your head and shoved it onto his dick, making you take his cock by all its length right away. you attempted to push yourself away but dabi’s hands were on your head the whole time. Soon enough you submitted to dabi and adjusted to his rhythm. after a while dabi finally let go of your head and pulled out his cock, this time fully erect. you couldn’t tell the exact size but it was practically double the size of what it was initially. during this entire time, you had an erection in your pants too. you were begging for a release preferably through dabi’s cock.

“c’mon sweet heart, we all know what you want. now show me that fucking ass and get on the counter.”

you stayed silent for a bit thinking whether or not to pass up this opportunity or take it. the decision was still in your hands because although dabi might be a villain he would never do something like this if he didn’t get their consent first. after considering, you realized this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity and agreed. you slid the bottom half of your clothing off and sat on the counter. you didn’t expect dabi for the type to ever get flustered but he did. when his eyes locked onto your ass and thighs his eyes widened just like when you saw his cock.

“bet you never had something like this huh~” you teased.

and just like your response earlier, dabi scoffed and said

“i’ve seen better.”

you were both impatient for what’s about to happen next. one person to be stuffed and the other to do the stuffing. dabi’s precum was the most lubricant he was ever going to use on you so without prepping he pushed his cock inside you. right away you felt a bit of pain under there but it quickly turned into pleasure after dabi moved around the area a bit more.

“f-fuck bitch… you’re tight huh…”

“nngh... tch, i told you AH-.”

“this is the good spot isn’t it~” dabi said as he pushed his dick further into you.

you moaned in pleasure as a response with grunts in between. you were feeling euphoric, this was the situation you’ve imagined so many times and now it’s finally coming true. you looked down at your own dick to see the tip of it leaking pre-cum. you couldn’t deny how good you felt at this point even if you wanted to.

“fucking hell… you fuck pretty good for some a-ah! who talks like a bitch.” you managed to make out.

“don’t talk with you ass full, slut.” dabi said as he yet again thrusted into you this time with even more force.

“and you wanted to deny it, look how good im making you feel. you’re gonna cum just from me fucking you in the ass.”

“you’re one to talk, i can feel all of your pre inside. i know you’re feeling just as good as i am don’t lie to me.”

you two gave each other a smirk as if this was some kind of competition of who can make the other person feel better. well it is, but in an aggressive way.

as both of you were getting close the moans and grunts started to become more frequent.

"hgh! im fucking cumming." dabi grunted out

"a-ah fuck! me too." you replied

the two of you came at the same time. pants filled the room with dabi still inside you.

"heh… not bad y/n."

"that's the first time you said my name, dabi."

"the same goes for you."

"i still fucking hate you by the way."

"the same goes for you."

[a-detraque-barista]

Sweet Milk Tea

Jeon Jungkook x Shy Reader

Genre: s m u t, 18+, college, soft boi gguk

Word Count:1.8k+

Warnings: big dicc kook, unprotected sex, sensitive thighs??, insecurity (you and jungkook), jungkook enjoys eating you out a lil too much

A/N: wassup my honey buns~ just thought i’d drop this filthy self-indulgent trash here and leave until one of my wips get done...this is straight smut and very little plot :D

“At least I don’t go around parading my dick to all the girls in our course!” your voice cracked but it somehow didn’t throw off the menacing tone.

Everyone looked at you as if you were mental. You couldn’t blame them, it was the first time they had ever heard your voice. The first time you had snapped at anybody in front of them, or in general.

You weren’t one for talking to people you didn’t know very well. It just didn’t come as naturally as it did for others. It’s made you a societal recluse and most of the time, you didn’t mind it. And the looks on your classmates’ faces gave you a major confidence boost. 

“At least people actually like me,” the asshole known as Jungkook hissed.

And there goes that confidence. Sure, you always claimed you don’t care about what other people think. However, just like any other human, we want someone to like us to create friendships and relationships. 

Just like that, you walked out of the classroom and down the long hallway as if it was a normal day.  The only thing different, you had tears in your eyes that were threatening to fall at any moment.

As you were just walking out of one of the exits, you felt someone grab your shoulder and pull you back. Your face met a solid chest, noticing the black leather jacket, you knew exactly who it was. When you went to pull away his arms tightened refusing to let go. 

“I’m sorry.”

❦❦❦

Jungkook had you pinned beneath him on his bed. How this happened was a mystery. You had agreed to go to his apartment because he wanted to give you a sincere apology. What you said was over the line as well so you agreed. Everything was fine and dandy until syrup for the milk tea had splashed on your face and neck, even ending up on your shirt.

Seeing you in his shirt had Jungkook growing an erection. You just looked so cute, so fuckable. His cock decided it was time for Jungkook’s wet dreams to come true. 

Especially now with such a bratty look on your face, all he needed was a solid yes, “Tell me, my love. Do you want me?”

You nodded, already wanting to feel him. Jeon Jungkook was sex on legs and you refused to admit how many times you’ve thought about him with your hand down your pants. He clicked his tongue, “I need your words.”

“I want you, Jungkook.”

Hearing his name come from your lips, had a shutter going down his spine. His lips crashed into yours as he firmly pressed his muscular thigh against your clothed pussy. He swallowed your gasps and quiet whimpers. Gradually, Jungkook applied more pressure but now he was rubbing his thigh back forth. 

You were trying so hard to hold back your moans and whimpers making the man above you smirk into the kiss. Even as he pulled away breathless, he had that grin on his face. Your sounds were stroking his ego at this point leading him to lick and kiss your neck to see what else can make such adorable noises leave you. 

He could still taste the remnants of the syrup on your skin. He was so very tempted to lick every part of your neck, just to make sure all of it was gone. But he removed his shirt from you instead. Placing open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and neck, leaving behind a trail of purple and red marks.

You could feel your clit throbbing, begging for more attention. Jungkook could feel your hips move, creating friction against his bulge. He groaned before ripping your bra apart and began palming your breasts. He wanted you so bad but he didn’t want to rush things.

Jungkook wasn’t sure if you would wake up tomorrow and never want to see him again. He wanted to make sure even if you do want to forget about him, you won’t be able to forget the way he made you feel. His insecure thoughts were interrupted once he noticed you squirming from the addition of his muscles flexing.

You were still keeping as much noise in as possible. Jungkook wondered how much teasing it would take until you gave up. With a grin he trailed his hands down your body, squeezing every now and then. One particular squeeze of your upper thighs had made you gasp. He froze before gently digging the tips of his fingers into the area causing you to whine. 

He wanted to hear you whine again and again. 

Jungkook finally tucked his fingers into the waistline of your jeans and panties and slid them completely off. Your lips were glistening and puffy. He couldn’t help but flatten his tongue and dragged it between your folds. Jungkook’s eyes rolled back into his skull at just the taste of you. The moan that escaped your lips didn’t help his grip on sanity. 

With his control slipping, he started sucking and slurping like he was a man starving. Now you could no longer hold back your moans. And they only encouraged Jungkook even more. He kept his hands busy with massaging the upper part of your thighs making your moans sound whinier. His grip was sure to leave bruises for you to find in the next few days, reminding you of your time with the inky-haired boy.

Jungkook reluctantly let one of your thighs go to slowly slip his index finger into your tight pussy. Moving his mouth up to your clit he licked and suckled to his heart’s content. Your hands found their place in his raven curls, slightly tugging making Jungkook growl.

He couldn’t keep himself from bucking his hips into the mattress to get some kind of friction. He moaned into your pussy as he inserted a second finger. Gently stretching you so you can take him with as little pain as possible. Soon he added a third and picked up the speed he was thrusting at. You began to feel the tell-tale knot in your lower abdomen and Jungkook felt the way you started to quiver.

Right before the knot came undone, he pulled away. But he didn’t pull away enough to make your fingers leave his hair, which you tugged on in frustration.

“Jungkook damn it, I almost came,” you groaned taking your hands away from his scalp to perch yourself up on your elbows. He grumbled with the absence of your hands but loved the attitude you showed. So he sat back on his heels while running his hands along your thighs.

“But I didn’t want you to come just yet, my love. Be patient and I’ll give exactly what you want,” his deepened voice made the blush come back to your face full force. 

Licking his lips, he started to undress. Shirt, pants, and underwear made their way to the floor. His cock sprung up and leaked precum. It was enough for him to slick his dick with, stroking it just for more precum to escape.

Jungkook would love to see your pretty lips wrapped around his cock, gagging on it. But both of you have waited long enough. He tucked his hands under your waist and flipped you onto your stomach, lifting until your hands and knees held you up. The bulbous head pressed through your lips and against your entrance. You were so wet for him, making both his cock and your cunt glisten.

You wiggled your hips a bit, the anticipation beginning to become too much. He chuckled before pushing in. Jungkook took his time, making sure to stretch you out properly. Shifting his hips back every inch before pushing in more than he had previously. 

Never having taken such a girthy and long cock, the sting felt delicious as it made your walls form to his dick perfectly. The slight curve of his shaft made the head rub against that one special spot. Your breathy moans got louder the farther he went in. Jungkook growled and groaned above you. 

Once his cock completely sheathed inside of you, grating his hips against your ass felt like he was trying to go even deeper. Jungkook thrusted slow and shallow, wanting to let you get adjusted. When you pushed back he got the hint and pulled out farther only to slam back into your tight cunt.

His head rolled back as he gradually picked up his pace but it snapped back up hearing your load and wanton moans. God, why did you have to sound wonderful? He wanted to make you moan so much your throat would get raw. Your arms could no longer hold yourself up, causing you to be muffled by his pillows. Jungkook didn’t appreciate the decreased volume of your beautiful sounds so he wrapped his arms under your tits and just above your mound. 

His pace quickened as did his breaths, “Look at you, getting destroyed by my cock. What a mess. Can’t even stop moaning for me.”

You whined in response to his words as you could no longer create coherent sentences. It was almost becoming too much, your denied release coming back even harder. Jungkook’s pace became sloppy, the build-up paying off.

“Want my cum? Tell me, what do you want? Use that pretty mouth of yours,” Jungkook’s voice was now gravelly as he reached down to your clit but didn’t apply pressure.

“Please-please, I want your cum,” you gasped out, barely audible, but he accepted that.

Jungkook made quick, fast circles around your clit, causing your whole body to shake as your walls clenched and milked his cock. Feeling you tighten and quiver, Jungkook’s cock twitched and painted your walls. He laid both of you down, grinding his hips against yours until your cunt sucked him dry. He made sure not to put all of his weight on you while the two of you came down from cloud nine. 

Jungkook kissed the nape of your neck before moving down to your shoulder. He couldn’t help but love the feeling of you breathless beneath him. The feeling of you both spent and tired together, trying to catch your breaths. Jungkook was reluctant to pull his softening cock out of you but he did nonetheless. 

Leaving the room to get a damp cloth and clean the two of you up. You rolled onto your side facing him after he laid back down, also on his side. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer. He could see the look on your face that held uncertainty. His mind went to the thought of you regretting ever coming to his apartment. Until you spoke.

“I’m sure you want me to leave now right?”

Jungkook’s eyes widening, just now seeing the insecurity in your eyes. He sighed as he leaned down to gingerly kiss your lips, “No, I want you to stay. Unless you want to leave.”

You shook your head and kissed his nose, “I wanna stay, until you don’t want me to.”

He chuckled before cuddling up with you and pulled the covers over, “Good thing I never want you to.”