#thepuckishrogue

[saestrah]

Hey there! You’re themes are ✨ lovely ✨ and so accessible. As someone with v. sensitive eyes and the owner of a writing blog having the option of switching between a light and dark bg with the click of a button is all I ever wanted out of a theme. At current I’m trying to use your Tangerine theme, but the customization options for the night mode don’t work properly.

The problem that I’m having is that the sidebar text and title are both controlled by “Night Links”. I tried going straight into the code and pasting the color hex code directly, but it didn’t take; like the number is there, but there are no changes. In doing this I also noticed that they’re all defaulting to “ffffff” no matter what color I chose in the customization tab. Also “Night Base” controls what should be “Night Buttons” while the “Tab Text” option changes the text color for both day and night modes. Everything else seems to be working fine, however (tho I’m not quite sure what base, subtitle, and tooltip text control as I didn’t notice any changes when I manipulated them).

I know little to nothing about coding, so I haven’t the first clue as to how to fix this, though when I pasted the code into a word doc and did a quick search I found that there was 584 >’s and only 583 <’s so maybe that has something to do with it? Idk, that’s the sum total of what I know to do and it’s probably useless lol. Anyway, sorry this is so long, but I figured you’d want to know the whole of the issue. Thanks in advance for any help you can provide, and have a good weekend!

i'm glad you appreciate the accessibility toggles for my themes!

in terms of the night-mode customisation for tangerine, it's something i've been meaning to fix as a while ago i added night-mode customisation options into the code via pastebin, but github hadn't saved any of the customisation edits to the css, so the new 'updates' never really existed. that should be fixed now, though externally sourced css (which my themes use) can take a little while to sync, so if it's still not working at your end, just give it an hour and then if it's still not working let me know!

in terms of everything defaulting to "ffffff", is that right at the start of the codes in the meta variables? if so, that just tells tumblr what the default colours should be when someone downloads the code for the first time, but gets overwritten when a user updates the colours in the customisation panel. you wouldn't see the actual hexcodes you've selected in the code, as that would be in the css which i host on github.

as for the other class titles: "buttons" is the background colour of the tab buttons down the right of the sidebar, "base" is for the background colour of ask posts and music players, "subtitle" is for titles within posts, and "tooltip" text is the colour of text in the little messages that pop-up when you hover your cursor over something!

i hope this helps, and you have nothing to apologise for in terms of the ask being long! the more detail the better, as it means i know exactly what it is i need to fix

[keilemlucent]

So I just spent the last few hours alternating between binge reading Lavender Latte and staring wistfully off into the mid-distance and sighing and I gotta say that it's been time well fucking spent. God, that fic is just so good--SO DAMN GOOD! It's like a warm hug or one of those bomb ass drinks (that I now need irl) or something else equally cozy/wholesome and I just aaaaAAHHHhhh~ Thanks for sharing your talent, that's that Good Shit(TM). Also can you add me to the tag list? Please and thank!!

AH!! thank u for the kind words and wistful stares... to be a barista, making cozy drinks for a hot hero instead of the hell that is 2020. thank u for the love!!!!!

you are added to taglist as well!!

[hawnks]

Should I regret staying up and binge reading all of your stuff and further throwing off my sleep schedule? Perhaps. Do I? /Hell no./ That's it, that's the comment/compliment lol. I wish I could come up with something more articulate, but again--sleep-deprived. But seriously, your writing just gives me this comfy vibe that my haggy old soul needs in these trying times, and that's saying nothing of the quality; lovely, immaculate, v. much worth spending a night binge reading...

asdkfhalkfjawdfghkf thank u!!! :’) comfy is my Bread & Butter, gotta let it OUT, gotta be COZY. 

[aspiratinganxiety]

Yay, requests are open! I had a hard time picking b/c those were some good ass prompts, but... "Person A lifting Person B up to reach the second floor railing from the first floor after someone tossed their stuff up there" with Jason, if you would, my dear. Doesn't necessarily have to be high school related, I'm not picky lol. Thanks in advance! <3

Yay, requests are open! I had a hard time picking b/c those were some good ass prompts, but… “Person A lifting Person B up to reach the second floor railing from the first floor after someone tossed their stuff up there” with Jason, if you would, my dear. Doesn’t necessarily have to be high school related, I’m not picky lol. Thanks in advance!

I am all too happy to fill this prompt for you! Thank you so much for the opportunity. You are a wonderful friend and such an encouraging presence in my life. I love you dearly, and I just want you to know that I appreciate you. 

Tag List: @nxttime, @possiblyelven, @thepuckishrogue, @jinkies-its-a-writer (If you want to be tagged, let me know! For more fics, check out my masterlist.)

Also gonna say here that my requests are open again for a limited time! I’ve hit 500 followers (fucking wow!), and I’m including NSFW works for this round of requests. Go to my blog and request some more things from me!

When Jason says there aren’t any good footholds up to your backpack, you assume that’s the end of it. Your friend’s big brother had followed you into the stairwell, tried to help, couldn’t, and now it’s time to report your own idiot brother to the office. School’s been out for less than an hour. Surely one staff member is still around to unlock a door up to the second story.

Jason, however, comes to a different conclusion. 

You are a step and a half lower when the mountain of human at your back snags you by the armpits and unceremoniously hefts you up onto one of his shoulders. Like any normal person lifted more than five feet with no warning, you shriek. Limbs flailing in all directions as you’re benched on the juncture of his arm, you ache where his hands clutched your squirming torso.     

“Jesus, kid,” a wry Jason says as you struggle. It’s only when your knee knocks into his cheek that all amusement leaves his tone. “Oi! Watch it.” 

You yelp, ignoring the young man you’d mistaken for a friend while frantically scrabbling for the railing. “Don’t drop me! Don’t drop me! What is wrong with you?”

“Are you kidding me?” he growls, exasperated when your leg tags his face for a second time. 

Jason slaps a firm grip on your knee, using his own knuckles as a poor shield for the cheek suffering your unintentional battering. One arm barred over the band where your thighs become your hips like a vice, Jason knows that you’re locked against his shoulder just fine. If you’d stop thrashing, you’d realize it too.

“Grab your shit and let’s get out of here,” he says, unable to see how close you are to the prize as your torso blocks his view. “Tim’s probably been waiting for us at the car.” 

You wail petulantly, eyes clamped shut. Heights terrify you. Just lingering five steps up made you feel like you were navigating a complicated mass of even little cliffs. You stared at your feet when you took the stairs every Tuesday and Thursday, and you’d shown up two hours early at the beginning of the year so that you could make your schedule with as many classes on the first floor as possible.

Out of nowhere, Tim’s voice asks, “Tim’s where?” 

He’s up above you, leaning over the second floor railing and flashing Jason a smug grin that quickly wilts as he takes in the scene below him.

Jason huffs. His tone is flat as a platter. “Are you fucking kidding me?” 

Some rational part of you notes that Tim is on the second floor. This is a good thing. He can rescue your book-bag, and his giant brother can put you back on the ground. Instead of asking for any of these actions to take place, you squeeze your eyes closed again and cry, “Help!”

“She’s afraid of heights, Jason,” Tim explains. You’re not entirely sure what transpires, but the words come from beside Jason in the stairwell. Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you peep the nearest eye open to see that Tim has hopped down next to his brother with your backpack in hand. “Please put my friend down.”

“Please!” you echo, paradoxically clinging onto the railing up above all the more fiercely. Your stomach feels like it’s puckered into a sour, shriveled prune and is trying to creep up your throat. 

Jason mumbles something unintelligible, washed in a quick flash of guilt. It’s like he’s gone and put a kitten up a tree, and now there’s no way to slide her down without grossly adjusting her uniform in an inappropriate way. He assesses the situation for another solution. He doesn’t find one.

The older brother goes contrite where he had been irritated. “I uh- I maybe didn’t think this one through, Timbo.” 

A panicked sound escapes past your wandering stomach as it dawns on you that you’re in less than capable hands.

Tim walks away, having foreseen the embarrassing turn this scenario was likely to take. “You’re not kidding, Jason,” he calls back over his shoulder with a bark of incredulous laughter. 

“Welp, sorry, sweetheart.” Jason accepts the inevitable and moves his hands to either of your hips. When your weight is balanced in his palms instead of on his shoulder, he instructs you. “You’ve got to let go when I tell you to, okay?”

Whimpering an assent, you loosen your grip and do your best to disassociate from the entire debacle. No amount of effort, however, keeps you from noticing the trill that shoots up your spine to feel the way he’s holding you.

The closest you’ve ever been to a dude is sitting next to Tim, and that doesn’t count anymore than being on a couch with your brother. Your sweet lil’ mind simply cannot process that there’s an undeniably handsome twenty-something in a leather jacket with his hands literally up your skirt. 

Considering it too closely kinda’ makes you want to die a little bit. Or maybe burst into song?

Today too, of all days, you hadn’t hiked on a pair of tights to go under your uniform.  

When Jason’s got one foot planted on the higher stair behind him, he gives the signal. “Now!” he says, working quickly to direct your fall. 

You drop, forcing yourself to focus on the sensation of strong hands running down your thighs and locking in the crooks behind your knees. Your back slams against his broad chest, and it’s hard to breathe with your belly folded so tightly. Your knees are parallel with your shoulders, and you don’t even want to think about the humiliating way that your legs are splayed. 

“Down!” you demand. “Put me down, now.”

“Right.” Jason lowers himself closer to the ground and drops your legs one at a time to be sure of your footing. “Again, that was my bad.”

[reddeaddenial]

Hey, hi, hello--yes, I've kinda very much fallen in love with the Teale bros??? A+ OCs, 10/10 would binge read all of your content on them again lol. I'm not even sure why I'm bothering with asking on anon, my string of likes have already given me away lmao. Anyways! For the OC ask deal--21, 27, and 30, if you'd be so kind as to indulge me.

ashjdajd Yes I have a fair idea who you are and omg, watching you slowly over yesterday like all my OC shenanigans made me incredibly happy. Like there are some days that I think I’m just writing this stuff to myself but you’ve made me so incredibly happy <3 <3 <3

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21. most likely to get attacked by a bird

Theo for sure lol. Out of the brothers, he’s the least attuned to animals their body language, so he’d probably accidentally piss off a bird and get attacked and his brothers wouldn’t even be surprised. 

27. most likely to listen to one song for four days in a row

Theo and Leo. When they find a new thing that they like, they obsess over it for a few days, which is exactly what they do with music. They’ll share songs they’ve found and get the other addicted to it. XD

30. most likely to have had an embarrassing middle-school emo phase

Nick for sure. Such an angst ball. He’d be that hot topic shopping, skinny jean wearing, hair over the eye styled emo boy. Probably lasted for two years tops until he got bored of it, or just got sick of wearing black all the time lol

Thanks for the asks so much! <3 Also if you have an OCs of your own, I’d love to hear about them! If you got RDR2 OCs, Im in a small Discord rp that would be happy to have more people join! <3 Just message me and I’ll send you the invite link! This goes for everybody who reads this actually lol, if you’re interested, hit me up! It takes place in a fictional RDR2 town in the Grizzlies where people are mysteriously disappearing. :3c such mystery! 

[papa-rhys]

Hey I saw that you were looking for some Javi content and being a sometimes-dealer of this particular fix (and a big fan of your own work, A++ shit, my dude, really!) I thought I'd let you know that I've been doing the Not-SFW ABC list for our mans with both HCs as well as ficlets. God, this feels so cringe to send, but I know the struggle. There's not nearly enough Javier content for my liking; his tag should be dripping with thirst quenchers, tbh...

Ooft Imma check some stuff out! Thanks for putting Javi content out there, we’re in great need of it

[scarlettriot]

Head Over Heels

Pairing: Bakugo x Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Minors & Ageless Blogs go away. Earthquake. Blood. Swearing.

Contains: Poly Relationship. Porn with Plot. Slight soft dom tendencies, nipple play, biting, DP, one hole, unprotected sex, voyeurism (kinda), fingers in mouth. Pet names/nicknames: baby girl, good girl, baby, princess, Tink (per Bakugo), slut.

Summary: You were assigned to work with Kirishima and Bakugo as a part of your support course training at UA. What you didn't plan on was developing crushes on the hero course couple and you certainly weren't prepared for them to have crushes on you but, it's funny how things progress and life happens.

SMUT happens post UA.

W/C: 5,395

A/N: This stemmed from a conversation that @thepuckishrogue and I had the other night. I hope you all enjoy these two beefcakes as much as we do <3 I really didn't edit this at all, by the way.

It was nearly three in the morning by the time Eijiro unlocked his front door. He'd showered at the agency after his patrol because there was no way he wanted to risk waking up you and Katsuki. And, to further ensure he didn't, Eijiro tiptoed as quietly as he could through the house.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did. He didn't bother turning on any lights, he knew his home perfectly by now and certainly didn't need any lights to tell him where to go. Leaving his bag slung over one of the dining room chairs since the table was covered in your gadgets and other work before making his way down the hall to the bedroom.

When he nudged open the door, his heart swelled at the sight before him as it did damn near every time he laid eyes on the two people he loved most in the world.

Katsuki was starfished out as he usually was with arms and legs splayed wide, leaving you clinging to his body like a little koala.

You'd all been together for roughly seven years though, he'd been with Kat for just a year longer. It didn't really matter though, he was head over heels for the both of you, just as much as he'd been at 17. The girl from the support course that he and Katsuki had been assigned to, charged with helping them with all their technical and support item needs.

He thought you were cute as a button, he couldn't help it, and Katsuki was quick to catch onto his crush, we have to work with her so don't make it weird, Shitty Hair. So, he did his best to keep things strictly professional, just like a real pro would do.

His best lasted a day, 25 hours to be exact.

"You're ripping these sleeves to shreds every other day, Kirishima!"

Just because you'd been recently assigned to each other, didn't mean you didn't know about him. It was just that you specifically were now tasked with fixing his sleeves and anything else they needed.

"I-I can't help it!" He told you standing in the doorway of UA's lab, "I use my arms, like, a lot! And the fabric rips no matter how careful I am! And if I have to go Unbreakable, yeah, there's nothing left of 'em at that point."

He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he watched your nose crinkle with thought. Damn if it wasn't the most adorable thing watching you work. The way you paced around examining, muttering words he didn't even understand, he even thought the pen kept constantly behind your ear was cute! He was a goner.

"Alright. I'm gonna figure this out! I just know it. I just gotta think... I'll have another pair of these ready for you tomorrow, two actually so you have a spare, so swing by before training but, I'm gonna make something that'll actually last you. Might take me a while though."

And it did. Not days, not weeks, even after a month you hadn't figured it out completely. Bogged down with other tasks and assignments. Eijiro didn't mind though. It gave him an excuse to visit you, to get more sleeves, and also to check up on your progress. Sitting with you to keep you company and helping when you let him.

"That can't all be for you?" Katsuki caught him walking out of the lunchroom for the third day in a row that particular week.

"Uh, it isn't. Y/N, she's been working really hard trying to update my suit, and, well, she usually works through lunch. Figured if she's working that hard for me, bringing her brain fuel is the least I can do. Wanna come too?"

Anyone else, anyone but Katsuki Bakugo, would have been jealous of how much time their boyfriend was spending with another person. But, Eijiro knew damn well Katsuki had a crush on you too. He saw it in Katsuki's eyes when they'd gone to pick up a prototype gauntlet you made for him.

Hatsume was hovering, pointing out other attachments and modifications you could have made to better your baby. You kept quiet, kept focused only on Katsuki, fitting the gauntlet to his arm, making a minor adjustment here or there, and letting her babble incessantly the entire time.

When she touched him though, touched the item you created, Katsuki looked ready to blow her mouth off but you beat him to it.

"Alright, I need you to back off! He's assigned to me, not you. Why don't you worry about the 500 projects you have for Iida and Midoriya before you go worrying about what I'm doing for these two. Okay?"

She walked off in a huff, muttering about how you needed to be more creative while you just kept working and Katsuki, well, he was grinning like a damn fool.

"Fine! Yeah, I like her! That what you wanna hear? I'm with you though! Not gonna leave you just because I got some crush!"

He'd badgered Katsuki the whole way back to their dorms that night, Eijiro kissed him because he was so damn cute when he was flustered. "Katsuki, you don't have to leave me to be with her you know."

At first, Katsuki balked at what he was insinuating, but, if the redhead was being honest, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about the both of you for weeks now. But, he let his boyfriend sit with the idea for a while, meanwhile, he just kept building a friendship with you.

Until one morning, a Sunday, his day off, his phone started to ring at five in the morning. There were very few people he'd answer for that early, you just happened to be one of them. "Y/N? You good?"

"Kiri! Kiri, I did it! I figured it out! I'm outside, I didn't think, I just sort of came right to your dorm but now I'm thinking that probably isn't really allowed this early but I've got your sleeves, you know, the ones that have been a massive pain in my ass for like three months, and I'm out here because I didn't think about what time it was. I just finished at the lab and came right over-"

He opened the front door and you stopped your word vomit. "Get inside! It's cold this morning."

You both quietly moved through the dorm, whispered giggles in the elevator all the way up to his room where he slipped the fabric onto his arms while you went over specs and technical jargon that were utterly lost on him.

"Okay, now, it's not invincible," You were telling him, "But, it's the most elastic material I could put together but was still able to withstand the texture of your skin in its most rigid state. Now, as that increases, I'll probably have to make more modifications, probably find a new material altogether with the way your progression has been over the last year alone but," You finally took a breath, "but, for now, I think this should work. I hope it'll work..."

You looked up at him with wide, eager eyes. "Could you try it, please?"

He'd been hanging on every word you'd said, so caught up in the sound of your excitement that he had to shake himself from the trance you put him under and shift the skin on his arms.

You moved around him, manipulating his arms this way and that, something he'd gotten very used to in the last couple of months. "Okay, so far so good. But, we both know this is practically child's play for you. I need to know if this can stand up to your Unbreakable."

"I won't go that far in my dorm. I can be a bit clunky when I get like that, and just, big."

Of course, you knew that though. You'd watched their training enough times to know his skillset.

"Yeah, I figured you'd say that." The small pout of your lower lip while you inspected your work had this heart aching. So, he pushed himself just a little further. The collar of his shirt ripped and the little gasp you let out in shock sent an ache right to another body part.

He ignored it though, as best he could at least, and instead looked at his arms. He could see the jagged ridges, the plates of his skin that would usually be poking through were well contained. "I'll be damned. You really did it!"

"Did you doubt me, Kirishima?"

"No, not for a second."

You'd been running a hand down his arm, looking for any kind of tears or split seams, thrilled that you couldn't feel any sharp edges when Kirishima's door opened. "Shitty Hair! The sun's not even fuckin' up what the hell- Oh. Oh, you're here."

"Bakubro look!" He held out his arms, "Y/N did it!" He hugged his boyfriend with his quirk active despite Katsuki trying to shove him off.

You hurried over to your bag. "I didn't forget about you, Bakugo."

"I don't need any modifications."

"Just because you don't need them doesn't mean I'm going to not keep trying to help you."

Eijiro couldn't even hide his shit-eating grin.

"These are strictly experimental and should only be tested outside for the time being." You gently passed him three glass vials. "You already store your sweat in its original form inside your gauntlets which is great for those big attacks but I got to thinking, what if you could have more of a surprise element, something that would help you with stealth."

"'M not really a stealth kinda fighter... quiet ain't me."

"This might be able to change that. See, I think I've found a way to transform your sweat into a gaseous form. A sort of vapor trapped inside these little vials. My rough analysis estimates they linger in about a twenty-foot area for about two minutes without losing potency. And the gas can live within the vial itself for close to a week without losing potency."

He held the seemingly empty glass tube up to eye level. "So, find a way to distribute the gas prior to a fight and-"

"Boom." You and Kiri said together.

"You really only need a tiny spark to set it off but if you ignite it with an AP Shot, I'm estimating an increased damage range of 30-40%."

Eijiro's eyes darted between the two of you, waiting for Katsuki to say something but, his boyfriend only turned on his heel. "Okay. Just keep it down in here. Some of us are still trying to sleep."

And that look that washed over you, that settled into your eyes when Katsuki shut the door behind him, Eijiro decided at that moment he hated it. "I- I thought he'd be happy. He's always looking for new ways to apply his quirk and improve his technique..."

"Hey, I'm sure Bakugo's gonna really like it. He's just grumpy when his beauty sleep is interrupted."

You nodded your head but sure as hell didn't look like you believed him. "Well, I'll let you go back to sleep, Kirishima," You gathered up your bag, throwing it over your shoulder, "If you need anything else, ya know where to find me."

He thanked you about a dozen more times while walking you back to your dorm before marching back to his own and practically knocking down Katsuki's door.

"The fuck is your problem!"

"My problem! What's my problem! She worked hard on those and the best you can do is, Okay, keep it down." He mocked and took off his croc, "Seriously, man, what's wrong with you!" Launching the shoe at him.

"I didn't ask her to do it!"

"So! People can still do nice things for someone without being asked and, it's a really good idea!"

"Yeah, I know it is."

"I'm surprised you hadn't thought of something like it already. You should really be thankful."

"Yeah, I know, I am."

"Y/N looked so tired, bet she stayed up all night again working on stuff probably because of us."

"I said I fuckin' know!"

Eijiro stopped talking then, watched his boyfriend pull his knees up to his chest and look out his window. "Crap, Kats, you actually really like her, don't you?"

"'M not good with these things, Ei. Never have been."

Eijiro sat at the foot of his bed, a hand coming to rest atop his with a soft smile on his face because he, of all people, had first-hand experience knowing how not good Katsuki could be with these things. "You're getting better every day though. You can admit to liking her. That's a pretty big improvement!"

"Yeah, but every time I wanna say something nice to her it gets stuck in my throat! So, I don't say anything and I look like a bigger jackass than I already am!"

He just leaned forward, kissing Katsuki's brow before promising him that they'd work on it together. And it was a promise Eijiro took very seriously.

It took a while, but, Katsuki eventually did start opening up to you. Letting you see little bits of himself outside of the lab. He even started joining you and Eijiro for lunch, beating him once or twice and already in conversation with you by the time Eijiro arrived.

The day he gave you a nickname, Eijiro was smiling from ear to ear. "Always messing with something... tinkering... damn tinkerer... Tink."

Eijiro noticed Katsuki's training times had lengthened and Midoriya, whom he usually stayed late to train with, was already back at the dorms. "Tink, she wanted to learn some basic hand-to-hand combat stuff. Mentioned it once during lunch, so I, ya know, offered to help."

He couldn't have been more proud of Katsuki's progress.

Before he knew it, you weren't just befriending Katsuki but the rest of their little group of friends too. Soon enough, the boys didn't just see you for hero needs or in the lab but simply because they wanted to. Inviting you to movie nights and shopping trips. Anything they could do to be around you and you were always in such a wonderful mood around them, all smiles and laughter. Welcoming hugs and playful touches.

Things were great, like, really great. And that was why Eijiro had been so damn confused the day he heard crying coming from Mina's dorm. "-they're with each other so why do I feel like this? It's so fucking stupid, Mina! 'M gonna ask someone to switch pairs with me, I can't do it anymore."

That look on your face when Katsuki broke your heart months ago in his dorm had nothing on that moment. Eijiro felt the world slip under him, felt everything slipping through his very fingers. He burst through Katsuki's door. "We've got a problem!"

The pair raced back to Mina's room but just found her alone in the room. "I just walked Y/N out but, guys, I think we should talk-"

"Later!" Eijiro shouted. Bakugo already pushing the door open to the stairwell hoping to catch you.

"Tink!" Eijiro heard him yelling after you, saw you turn and wipe your cheek trying to hide the evidence of what happened in Mina's room.

"H-hey guys, what's up?"

"W-wh..." Katsuki choked on the words again but before Eijiro had a chance to explain, Katsuki finally got them out, "We like you too."

You looked dumbfounded. Taking a step back from Katsuki, your head shaking with confusion.

"He's right," Eijiro added once he caught up, "We both like you, like, a lot."

"Both of you?" They nodded in sync, "Like me?" Nods, "But, you're with each other..."

Eijiro was the one to propose the idea of a poly relationship to you, and like Katsuki, you needed time to think, to process. They could practically see the gears turning in your head trying to sort it all out.

"Take all the time you need. And whatever you decide, we'd still like to be friends, if that's alright."

You gave a weak little nod and that was the last they saw of you for two whole weeks.

Katsuki was grumbling something in the evening about how he was going to sabotage one of this own gauntlets just so he had an excuse to see you when they felt the ground rumble. Everyone looked outside and saw the three dorms furthest way collapsing, the fourth starting to shake violently.

"Villians?" Someone asked.

"Feels like an earthquake!"

But panic overtook both guys because they knew the second building, that was your dorm. One look shared between the two was all it took, both of them racing towards the rubble remains.

Katsuki was faster, explosions propelling him forward. Eijiro had to stop along the way despite not wanting to. The fourth building was cracking, falling in large chunks and students were still running for cover. He shifted, holding up as much of the entryway as he could until the last of them were out.

By the time he caught up with Katsuki, you were already bundled up in his arms. Blood coated the right side of your face, trickling down onto Katsuki. He could see your shirt torn open, blood pooling from there as well. "I-Is she?" He was so scared to even ask.

"Her pulse is fine. Passed out a second before you got here. Just gotta get her to Recovery Girl. Gotta get her for a lot of people..." Katsuki gingerly passed you over to him. He didn't even have time to process how small you looked in his arms because he could feel the warmth of your blood from another wound on your back. "Take her somewhere safe and be mindful of aftershocks. There are more still inside."

He remembered telling Katsuki to be careful before taking you and a few others off to safety.

An infirmary had been set up in one of the gyms, temporary sleeping quarters in another since six dormitories in all had been destroyed in the earthquake.

Recovery Girl assured them both that you'd be fine, maybe some scars but fine. They still refused to leave your side until you woke up though. And, by the following morning, you had stirred. Eijiro hugged you before your eyes had opened fully, Katsuki had to shove him back, reminding him that you were probably sore as hell.

You muttered something about how fast Katsuki had been, how gentle Eijiro was when he held you, he hadn't even been aware you knew he did that... but you grabbed both their hands, "Thank you. Both of you."

They intended on leaving you to rest now that they knew you were okay. But your hands tightened in theirs, "Stay, please."

And so you did. Together, you all stayed for the last seven years. The good and bad, you went through it all together.

Eijiro tugged off his shirt and tossed it along with his jeans into the hamper, letting his hair fall free of the tie he had it back in while memory after memory played through his mind.

You could feel the bed dip beside you under Eijiro's weight, never able to get that deep sleep until both your husbands were home safe and sound. You smiled sleepily when he placed a kiss on your temple, carefully leaning over you to give Kat one too.

Most nights, he'd settle in beside you, snores quickly filling your bedroom but some nights, like tonight, he was restless. Too much energy that he didn't burn off during the day. On one hand, that meant work was quiet, on the other, he'd be fidgeting for hours unless something was done.

And so you rolled off Katsuki and into Eijiro, "Eiji, baby,"

"Awe, lovebug, did I wake ya?"

You shook your head, "You know I don't really sleep 'til you're home."

He wrapped thick arms around you. "You've gotta quit doin' that."

Your nose crinkled. "You've known me for how long? You really think my sleep habits are gonna change now?" His rumbling laugh was quiet but you could see his eyes crinkle at the corners even in the darkness. It was such a small feature, the subtlest sign of aging and it filled you with warmth. "You should get some sleep, Ei."

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to yet. Not that tired."

"Want me to help with that?" Kissing the hollow of his throat, moving to the junction of his shoulder and neck, one hand snaking between your bodies so your thumb could brush his nipple. Teasing him in the best ways that had him squeezing you tighter. "Is that a yes, Eiji?"

He slipped a meaty thigh between your legs, bumping it up to rub against your core so you'd give him your little gasps he'd always been weak for. "When you give me such a compelling offer, how's a guy supposed to say no?"

Eijiro drew you closer, smiling before his lips met yours as they so often did. It was a familiar dance that you loved. The way his sharp teeth would so gently tug on your lower lip when he rolled on his back, placing you atop him. His hands grinding you down by the fat of your hips letting you rut against him while you kissed down the center of his chest, playing with each nipple and hearing him hiss before returning to his neck.

"Think I should wake up Kit-Kat?"

"Let 'em sleep, baby girl, he's only got an hour before he wakes up anyway."

The two of you scooted to the far side of the large bed, hoping your activities wouldn't wake up your blonde husband. It was one thing to wake him up for sex but another thing entirely if he was woken up by sex.

Eijiro marveled when you pulled off your shirt, well, Katsuki's shirt technically. Letting it slide soundlessly onto the floor while he brought your tits to his mouth. Swirling his tongue around sensitive nipples before playfully nipping them, sucking harder when your hand dipped below his waistband and wrapped around his hard cock.

Biting down on the fatter part to suppress a sinful moan with how you stroked him, swiping the pre that had accumulated all around his head before gliding all the way down to his base and back up again.

He let you tease and play, bouncing you still on his thigh until he couldn't take anymore. Eijiro flipped you onto your stomach, his hands running over your skin, the curves and divots he knew by heart, and hooked his fingers into the flimsy band of your panties. With a single hardened finger, the fabric tore without a single sound. "You didn't really like these, did you?" His breath was hot on the back of your neck, kissing just behind your ear when you whined. "Yeah, I didn't think so."

His cock rested playfully between your ass cheeks, moving ever so slightly, his hips lazily rocking while he explored with his mouth, making you moan when his thumbs ran over the sides of your tits, and sending goosebumps all over when he kissed your back, halfway down and just slightly off-center, where you had the faintest scar from the earthquake Katsuki pulled you from.

Finally, his fingers made it back to your hips and he hiked your ass right up in the air, those fingers gathering the slick he'd caused and spreading your folds so they could dip inside. "Did Kit-Kat play with you before bed?"

You shook your head. "He had a headache so I got him off so he could go to sleep."

Eijiro pulled you up to him, your back to his front. "We have the best little wife," His fingers sinking in deeper, "You know that, don't you?" Fingers curling against that sweet spot. Eijiro has to use his other hand to cover your mouth. "Oh, I know it feels good but you've gotta stay quiet. Nod if you understand. Yeah, that's my good girl."

He brought the hand slowly down your body, trailing over your nipple, squeezing it just slightly before abandoning them to pay close attention to your clit.

You had to bite down on your lip to stop your cries, screwing your eyes shut while Eijiro set his pace. Just as he felt you tip over the edge, your walls spasming around his digits, he removed them leaving you empty for only a second before popping the head of his cock in your dripping hole.

"Fuck! Eiji-!" You tasted yourself on the fingers he was quick to shove in your mouth.

"Baby girl, I told you, you've gotta be quiet so you don't wake Kat. You've gotta listen."

He sank you down further on his cock, your walls still fluttering around him, still toying with your clit. Eijiro was halfway in when his teeth pieced your shoulder and a moan ripped from the both of you. While he was busy fucking you through your first orgasm, you had your tongue coiling around his fingers. Licking and sucking your juices right off him, starting to bounce your hips, eager to hit that high again.

"Shit, you feel so damn good, so fuckin' good. Take my cock perfectly every damn time." He jammed his fingers further in your mouth, "Take 'em, babe, I know you can." Biting your neck this time so you squirmed on his dick. "Fuckin' perfect's what you are. Ngh, yeah."

The sounds of wet, sloppy skin filled the air around you, and yet the both of you were too engrossed in the other to notice the glaring set of garnet eyes watching the show.

Katsuki thought it might have been a dream at first, one that had him groggily waking up with a painfully stiff cock. He watched with eyes slightly unfocused, Eijiro lifting you up, your tits on full display for him. His husband's fingers buried deep inside your cunt, all nice and warm. Mmm. He wanted to be all nice and warm.

He palmed his own cock when Eijiro told you to be quiet, so thoughtful and you were trying so hard to for his sake. Gods, he loved the both of you so damn much. He wrapped his fingers around himself when your body twitched, and when Eiji teased you with his fat cock, he smirked. But, it was when the redhead shoved those long, thick fingers right in your mouth that Katsuki started pumping.

He took you both by surprise, how quickly he moved to pull you forward towards him. "Get those fingers out of your mouth right now. I got something else you need to suck on." Katsuki tapped your cheek and Eijiro slipped his fingers free.

"Sorry, babe."

"No, you're fuckin' not."

Eijiro laughed, fully this time, no longer needing to hold back. He slammed into you from behind just as Katsuki entered your mouth making him collide with the back of your throat in one go.

"I guess work was uneventful?"

"Ngh, yeah, boring night."

They talked nonchalantly above you. Katsuki's hands teasing your tits so you'd moan around his dick for him. And after a minute or two, Eijiro stopped holding up his end of the conversation. "She got you feelin' good, huh?" The larger man whimpered, "It's so easy to please you, lay the fuck back."

"But-"

"Take her with you, dumbass."

He pulled himself from your mouth with a pop. Strings to spit fell down your chin and the shift in positions had you moaning, now laying on Eijiro's chest while Katsuki loomed above you both, "You blew me right to sleep, Princess. I didn't get to fuck you earlier. Be our good little slut and take us both in one go, yeah?"

It wasn't something you often did. You saved it for when you didn't have to work the next day because of how sore you always were but Kat knew your schedule, knew it was your day off, and so you muttered, "Y-yeah, y-es, sir."

Katsuki went slow, he had to with how full Eijiro already had you. "Damn, Kat. Don't fuckin' break her."

"I got 'er."

You could feel them both sliding into you, Eijiro had an arm around your middle, his other hand was smoothing back your hair while he whispered about how well you took them both. Katsuki's tongue toying with your nipple to aid in distracting you, scarred fingers on your clit, so very different from Eijiro's rough calloused ones and yet, making your moan all the same.

All three of you were panting, coming to a rest with both men stuffed inside you, both pausing to check on you, waiting for the okay to continue on.

Small thrusts at first, barely snapping hips, working opposite each other so you were never left without. You'd tried lifting your head, wanting to see them both but Katsuki hit your sweet spot with a snicker making your head fall back on Eijiro's chest again.

Eijiro barely had to do anything at all, Katsuki's rocking had the two of you moving with him. Though, he did have to throw a hand back, onto the floor, to keep the three of you stable and not let Katsuki fuck you all right off the bed.

The blonde rested his head right between your breasts. "Damn it, Eiji, you're so fuckin' big. Can feel every inch in here. You take it so fuckin well, Princess."

You watched Eijiro run a loving hand through ashy blonde locks. "Yeah, we love you too." Their cocks twitched at the statement.

He gave a hard thrust and you both grunted. "Shut up, Shitty Hair. Or I'll make you cum right fuckin' now."

This time you felt the laugh bubble from Eijiro, "Yeah, think I'm gonna be doing that regardless." He lifted his hips, lifting both you and Katsuki on a slight incline so he could fuck properly. "Maybe I'll take you with me."

A large hand held you in place while he thrust, his voice, low in your ear. "Come on, baby, let's make 'em cum."

"Guys, oh shit, ah fuck!"

Both of them felt you squeeze their dicks, pushing them closer together. Eijiro's hand went right to your clit, his hips picking up the pace while Katsuki latched onto the opposite tit this time moving his own hips, matching Eijiro perfectly. Hitting you so deeply, Eijiro's cock reaching just a bit further.

"'M not gonna last," Eijiro grunted and his teeth on your shoulder sent you over the edge. Katsuki groaned feeling the two of you let go and joining in. Before Katsuki collapsed on your stomach, he pulled Eijiro back fully on the bed so he could properly relax.

You were effectively sandwiched between the two, Eijiro waited for Katsuki to settle and then wound his arms around you both. "You've gotta get ready for patrol soon." His hands trailed down his spine.

"Don't remind me. Didja eat?"

"Had dinner around nine."

Katsuki kissed your cheek. "Did you work up an appetite, Princess Tink?"

The nickname had you smiling. "If you're making breakfast food, you know I'll eat."

"Gotta lemme outta your vice grip so I can make it to the kitchen."

You wrapped your arms behind Eijiro's back and let them both pull free with a grunt, "On second thought, showers to clean up this fuckin' mess, then food."

"Can I have pancakes with whipped cream?" Eijiro asked Katsuki who was already walking towards the bathroom.

"You want whipped cream, ask Tink real nicely. She's fulla cream."

He'd scooped you up in his lap, wiggling his eyebrows, knowing damn well your legs were shot. "Eiji, baby, no."

He pouted that adorable lower lip that could get him just about anything he wanted. "Maybe for dessert."

After a warm shower, Eijiro set you down on the sofa, pulling a dark blanket around you with a kiss atop your head.

"Thanks for putting on a show for me," Katsuki commented just to Eijiro when he walked into the kitchen. "Choking on your fingers was a nice fuckin' touch."

Eijiro kissed his cheek, "Thought I'd give you something fun to wake up to, Blasty. Glad you enjoyed it."

[cupidcreates]

What Lies Below

My Hero Academia Fic

Pairings: Reader x Various Yanderes

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Rody Soul, Tenya Iida, Eijirou Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hitoshi Shinsou, Tamaki Amajiki, Mirio Togata, Shouta Aizawa, Keigo Takami, Touya Todoroki, Tomura Shigaraki

Genre: Mystery, Horror, Yandere, Creature Feature, Alternate Universe, Modern AU, Quirked AU, Reader Insert

Rating: 18+

Tags:Race Ambiguous Reader, Gender Ambiguous Reader, Reader They/Them Pronouns, Horror Themes, Sexual Themes, Kinks TBA

Summary: Y/n has been working at the Musutafu Facility for Anomalies for seven years now and though they never amounted to more than a desk jockey in that time they’ve been able to gain in-depth knowledge of the facility layout. There is something going on deep within the bowels of this place, something that Y/n is sure precipitated their grandmother's disappearance decades ago. They’re going to find out what it is. They’ve got a month to explore the facility while it’s evacuated and “under construction”, and they intend to leave no stone unturned, no area unsearched, and no truth uncovered…much to the delight of the creatures within that have developed a particular fondness for Y/n….

Status: Upcoming

Updates: TBD

Notes: All Characters 18+, Yandere Characters displaying Obsessive and Toxic Behavior, Specific Creatures TBA

Masterlist

Chapters/Taglist Below (Not yet filled out, Still WIP)

Chapter one

Taglist! :D

@smileybokuto @furfoxsake22 @iambashfulperson @sailorcorgis @barnesparkers @fucktheworlddude @andrastesbeard @chaosatmidnight @thepuckishrogue @black-rose-29 @loveinhaikyuu @katsumi-sumi @rvgrsbrns @andrastesbeard @fantasyismyreality​ @kara062284-blog​​​   @ofinkandpaper​​​  @askingdaniella-blog @sparklylanddetective​​ @sunnywonki @riderpurplefox4221​

[screamin-abt-haikyuu]

First of all, we have been blessed with this:

Source

Also, in one of the tweet replies, I found this translation.

I have no idea if it is correct or not but if it is, it is SO ASAHI 😭😭😭

I am just. So happy I cannot even speak rn ok bye gtg cry.

@darthdutton @luri-isa @therescrackinmytea @asahipleaseloveme @thepuckishrogue @bobsie

[notepadsandtealeaves]

‼ MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS THAT FOLLOW WILL BE BLOCKED ‼

status: ongoing || updated: 1/25/23

|| byf | rdr tag | other m.lists | my ao3 | main blog ||

↠ all works are poc friendly ↠ unless otherwise specified, all works are written with a gender neutral reader ↠ works range from sfw fluff to straight up smut, and this is an 18+ blog besides, so minors need to ✨️ ~leave~ ✨️ ↠ links marked with a ❣ lead to my main blog ↠ links under the cut so as not to clutter up your dash/blog

from the van der linde boys, with love 💌 || vde 2021 m.list

paring: reader x all of the boahs sans micah because i don’t like him lol

type: sweet lil love letters

rating: sfw fluff

cws/tws: none

↠ links: tumblr || ao3

from the van der ladies, with love 💌 || vde 2021 m.list

paring: reader x all of the gang’s ladies

type: sweet lil love letters

rating: sfw fluff

cws/tws: none

↠ links: tumblr || ao3

nsfw abcs || javier escuella

paring: this collection is javier x reader-centric, but the gang ofc makes guest appearances in various fills

type: hcs with accompanying ficlets/one-shots

rating: nsfw, obviously

cws/tws: any applicable warnings can be found in their respective fills

↠ links: tumblr ❣ || ao3

relationship abcs || men-folk edition

paring: once again, reader x all the van der linde gents that aren’t micah

type: long form hcs

rating: sfw, tho things do get a bit ~spicy~ from time to time

cws/tws: any applicable warnings can be found in their respective fills

↠ links: tumblr || ao3

(home is) wherever i’m with you || 200 follower event

pairing: javier escuella x reader

rating: angst-y h/c vibes that get nsfw at the end

cws/tws: there’re way too many to list here, so see the in story note

total wc: 14k~ ((…don’t look at me lol))

“no.” “‘no’, what?” “no, you’re not goin’.” “i’m sorry,” you start, your own awakening anger transforming the words into sharp and dangerous things, “somethin’ must be gettin’ lost here because that didn’t sound like a question.” the smoldering embers that had been in his gaze before are fully alight now with a flame that’s just barely checked as he regards you. “that’s because it wasn’t, mi amor…”

in which what should be little more than a simple misunderstanding turns into something quite other. but no matter the storm, the pair of you are always willing to weather it so long as you can come home.

↠ links: tumblr || ao3

what you want, what you need || a thot’s thoughts

pairing: this is a javier x reader story, but it’s implied that there’s some… tension, let’s say, between the pair of them and sadie or charles in the f!reader and gn!/m!reader fills respectively

reader gender: f!, gn!, and m! reader options are available

rating: nsfw

cws/tws: there are a lot, but the biggest are mild exhibitionism, m!dom/sub dynamics, rough treatment/sex (reader receiving), jealous javier (but make it non-toxic), light choking (reader receiving), and orgasm denial/control (reader receiving). for a complete and more detailed listing see the in story note. and if i missed anything, please let me know!!

total wc: 6.6k~ or 7.5k~ depending on which version you read

“oh fuck you, escuella.” “you’d best watch that mouth of yours, mi amor. just because daddy-dearest can’t take you over his knee anymore doesn’t mean your papi won’t.”

a modern au in which you take your teasing a little too far at a friend’s party. in return javier will make sure that you get what you deserve before you get what you need.

he’s using papi SARCASTICALLY ffs lmao

↠ links: f!reader || tumblr ❣ | ao3

↠ gn!reader || tumblr ❣ | ao3

↠ m!reader || tumblr ❣ | ao3

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[darthdutton]

15 questions for 15 mutuals

tagged by @mx-siniste,thank you soo much for the fun tag game

are you named after anyone? A hindu goddess

when was the last time you cried? Last night

do you have kids? Nope.

do you use sarcasm a lot? Very fluent,but ppl think im stupid

what sports do you play/have you played? Badminton,but just for fun

what's the first thing you notice about other people? Idk. Eyes??

eye color? Very black

scary movies or happy endings? Thriller movies with bad endings

any special talents? My parents dont think so

where were you born? Kerala , India

what are your hobbies?; watching anime, reading, writing, listening to music, dancing,trying out new restaurants/cafes, going on trips ( hate to copy ,but damn we do have the same taste )

do you have any pets? Nah

how tall are you?oof 4'11''

fave subject in school? C++

dream job? The thing that im doing rn 😂, teaching

No pressure tags on @littleholmes @lilacs-in-the-wind @chrimsss @theanimepsychologist @chiaablossom @luri-isa @we-are-so-close @thepuckishrogue and anyone wants to join in

[literatelogan]

I NEVER SAID FRIENDS

part thirty - i never said friends

masterlist | previous 

complete

pairing - shota aizawa x gn!reader

genre - fluff, angst, humor

summary - it’s your first year teaching at u.a. high school and you would be lying to say you weren’t intimidated. school is months away from starting but principal nezu has taken it upon himself to set you up for success. all of the teachers will be helping you onboard but shouta aizawa has been assigned to be your mentor. he hates this but does he hate you? yes. will he stop hating you? maybe.    

tws - pure fluff. mention of hotaka and mention of betrayal but very lightly.

a/n - thank you to my beta reader @freyafolkvangr​! EEEE okay there is a lot but also make sure you read until the end because there’s more texts at the end and they are pretty great so make sure you read themmmm. also more author’s notes above the tag list. 

The journey from your room to the little empty classroom that had become your private space with Shouta, well it felt like forever. Your heart felt like it was going to explode. Maybe you were blowing this out of proportion? I mean he had given you a lot of presents by now. He wouldn’t stop giving you presents. Usually, his surprises were presents, so that must be what it is, right? You rounded the hallway corner as you walked closer and closer to the classroom. What the two of you had initially thought was just an empty classroom, turned out to be the business law classroom. Explained why it was completely undecorated. Grab the doorknob. Just grab it. Your fingers hovered over it, scared of what was on the other side. 

The door opened without you and you were met with a wide smile from Shouta. “Darling.” He pulled you in and gave you a kiss on the forehead before closing the door. The room was not covered in balloons or flowers or anything extravagant, this realization had you letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. The tables were cleared away from a small bench that faced the window which let in a lovely amount of natural light. You sat down when Sho motioned for you too and he joined you. “Breathe.” Hey! That’s your line. “I’m not proposing. I know that’s what you’re thinking.” You gave him a small nod. “You have me nervous. This is the first surprise you’re giving me in person.” His arm wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him as he gazed out the window.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Shouta started. “I love you. I am in love with you. Excessively so. I am deeply, madly, crazily in love with you, Y/N.” His eyes shifted from the window to you and the look on his face implied so many emotions. Love, kindness, happiness but also some sadness and fear. Your hand cupped his cheek, fingers brushing through his scruff. “I love you too, Sho. You’re going to make me cry. I never thought I’d even consider loving someone again but you’re just so stubborn.” His lips brushed against yours as he leaned his forehead against yours, not kissing you yet just staying there for a minute.  You sniffled a little and he pulled back right away, immediately noticing a small teardrop forming in your eye. He quickly reached up to hold your face and wipe it away with his thumb. “Darling…I didn’t mean to make you cry…I-“ You shook your head as it rested in his hand. “Good tears, Sho.” 

The two of you sat there looking out the window for a while, just appreciating the silence with each other. The sun was setting outside and the pinkish-purple glow was coloring the room. Shouta took a deep breath and you looked over at him, he looked even more nervous than before. “There’s something else I need to say. So please let me talk. I just need to get the words out of my head.” You gave him a small smile and a nod, so he continued. “I knew I was pretty much doomed since we met. It only took a week or so before I had a crush on you and I don’t think I’ve ever actually had a real crush before.” Both of you chuckled at that. “When you told me about…. when you told me about Hotaka. When you told me what an idiot I was… and I said all of that. I meant every single word of it. The person you spend the rest of your life with will be the luckiest person on this planet.” He reached out and took both of your hands in his, pulling them to his lips and giving them little kisses. 

“With you, I’ve smiled more, laughed more, opened myself up like I haven’t in a very long time. I didn’t think anyone would be able to give me that. There you came into my life and it was like…you had been here all along. You make everything better.” His hands released yours as he moved to grab something out of his pocket. A small box. “I can’t imagine a future where I’m not spending the rest of my life with you. I know that right now isn’t the time to be discussing marriage but I want you to know I’m not going anywhere.” The box opened and showed two matching rings. They were clear with little pieces of something black and lines of sparkling gold. “I was looking for something to show that and I discovered what is called a promise ring. A promise that I am committed to you even if we aren’t ready for those steps.” His fingers picked up one of the rings and showed it to you. “I had them specially made. There are petals from the roses I gave you inside them. Now they will really last forever, just like my love for you. I promise to you that I will never stop loving you, Y/N. You have trusted me with your heart and I would sooner die than betray that trust. We will have moments of struggle and moments where we might fight but I will never stop loving you.” 

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion and you could feel your heartbeat in your fingertips as you reached out for the other ring and took it from the box, holding it up to his hand. “Shouta, I came to U.A. because I hoped that I would get a fresh start. I brought all of my trust issues and fears with me, though. I tried so hard to not love you. I fought it because I didn’t want to be hurt again. I didn’t want it to be real because I was scared. I’m not scared anymore.” You took his hand and slipped the ring onto his finger. “Shouta Aizawa, I promise that I will never stop loving you. If you will love me forever, I will love you forever and a day. I’ve never loved somebody the way I love you and I never will.” Shouta took your finger and slipped your ring onto it. 

As you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss he paused before leaning in to kiss you. “I love you, Y/N. God, it feels good to say it out loud.” He was in love with the laugh that fell from your lips. “I love you too, Shouta. Now can I kiss my darling?”

Your lips crashed together with so much feeling that another tear rolled down your cheek. As he held you in his arms, you knew that you would never have to worry about getting your heart broken again. You had found the one. The one. The one you would spend your entire life with. You never wanted to leave this embrace, this kiss, and you never had to.  You would never be alone again.

a/n - i wanted to say thank you to everyone who has read and hopefully enjoyed “i never said friends” this was definitely a labor of love. it’s my first full and completed fic in more than a decade and it’s my first smau. i hope you enjoyed this ending. there will be some more posts as they come to me and there will be an ending with tai soon. i’ll be doing routes for each character and a poly route depending who you ship most. also the ring would look similar to this because i feel like that can be gender neutral depending on preferred thickness and they could both wear well. but with the petals instead of the smokiness.

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[keilemlucent]

So uhh, about that last chapter of LL? Excellent, immaculate, superb, 10/10 would have my heart shattered and pieced back together again. H/c isn't usually my thing, but like this hit all the right notes without making me want to cry (too much lol) and I just--I'm feeling real soft rn, ngl. Dk why you're not able to tag me, settings all seem to be normal, but I guess it doesn't matter since I'm following this story/blog p. much religiously now lmao...

THANK YOU!!! i’m glad to provide some appealing h/c that gets that comfort piece in your heart strings :’’^) thank u so much for the love and support of the blog i am purely Heart Eyes hehe

as for tagging, ill try with next chapter and Hopefully? it works then. tumblrs tagging system has been veeery buggy for me so it may as well be that

[scarlettsrioting]

POSTING FROM MY MAIN BLOG SCARLETTRIOT

THIS IS NOT STOLEN WORK | PLEASE DO NOT REPORT

Head Over Heels

Pairing: Bakugo x Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Minors go away. Earthquake. Blood. Swearing.

Contains: Poly Relationship. Porn with Plot. Slight soft dom tendencies, nipple play, biting, DP, one hole, unprotected sex, voyeurism (kinda), fingers in mouth. Pet names/nicknames: baby girl, good girl, baby, princess, Tink (per Bakugo), slut.

Summary: You were assigned to work with Kirishima and Bakugo as a part of your support course training at UA. What you didn’t plan on was developing crushes on the hero course couple and you certainly weren’t prepared for them to have crushes on you but, it’s funny how things progress and life happens.

SMUT happens post UA.

W/C: 5,395

A/N: This stemmed from a conversation that @thepuckishrogue and I had the other night. I hope you all enjoy these two beefcakes as much as we do <3 I really didn’t edit this at all, by the way.

It was nearly three in the morning by the time Eijiro unlocked his front door. He’d showered at the agency after his patrol because there was no way he wanted to risk waking up you and Katsuki. And, to further ensure he didn’t, Eijiro tiptoed as quietly as he could through the house.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did. He didn’t bother turning on any lights, he knew his home perfectly by now and certainly didn’t need any lights to tell him where to go. Leaving his bag slung over one of the dining room chairs since the table was covered in your gadgets and other work before making his way down the hall to the bedroom.

When he nudged open the door, his heart swelled at the sight before him as it did damn near every time he laid eyes on the two people he loved most in the world.

Katsuki was starfished out as he usually was with arms and legs splayed wide, leaving you clinging to his body like a little koala.

You’d all been together for roughly seven years though, he’d been with Kat for just a year longer. It didn’t really matter though, he was head over heels for the both of you, just as much as he’d been at 17. The girl from the support course that he and Katsuki had been assigned to, charged with helping them with all their technical and support item needs.

He thought you were cute as a button, he couldn’t help it, and Katsuki was quick to catch onto his crush, we have to work with her so don’t make it weird, Shitty Hair. So, he did his best to keep things strictly professional, just like a real pro would do.

His best lasted a day, 25 hours to be exact.

“You’re ripping these sleeves to shreds every other day, Kirishima!”

Just because you’d been recently assigned to each other, didn’t mean you didn’t know about him. It was just that you specifically were now tasked with fixing his sleeves and anything else they needed.

“I-I can’t help it!” He told you standing in the doorway of UA’s lab, “I use my arms, like, a lot! And the fabric rips no matter how careful I am! And if I have to go Unbreakable, yeah, there’s nothing left of ‘em at that point.”

He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he watched your nose crinkle with thought. Damn if it wasn’t the most adorable thing watching you work. The way you paced around examining, muttering words he didn’t even understand, he even thought the pen kept constantly behind your ear was cute! He was a goner.

“Alright. I’m gonna figure this out! I just know it. I just gotta think… I’ll have another pair of these ready for you tomorrow, two actually so you have a spare, so swing by before training but, I’m gonna make something that’ll actually last you. Might take me a while though.”

And it did. Not days, not weeks, even after a month you hadn’t figured it out completely. Bogged down with other tasks and assignments. Eijiro didn’t mind though. It gave him an excuse to visit you, to get more sleeves, and also to check up on your progress. Sitting with you to keep you company and helping when you let him.

“That can’t all be for you?” Katsuki caught him walking out of the lunchroom for the third day in a row that particular week.

“Uh, it isn’t. Y/N, she’s been working really hard trying to update my suit, and, well, she usually works through lunch. Figured if she’s working that hard for me, bringing her brain fuel is the least I can do. Wanna come too?”

Anyone else, anyone but Katsuki Bakugo, would have been jealous of how much time their boyfriend was spending with another person. But, Eijiro knew damn well Katsuki had a crush on you too. He saw it in Katsuki’s eyes when they’d gone to pick up a prototype gauntlet you made for him.

Hatsume was hovering, pointing out other attachments and modifications you could have made to better your baby. You kept quiet, kept focused only on Katsuki, fitting the gauntlet to his arm, making a minor adjustment here or there, and letting her babble incessantly the entire time.

When she touched him though, touched the item you created, Katsuki looked ready to blow her mouth off but you beat him to it.

“Alright, I need you to back off! He’s assigned to me, not you. Why don’t you worry about the 500 projects you have for Iida and Midoriya before you go worrying about what I’m doing for these two. Okay?”

She walked off in a huff, muttering about how you needed to be more creative while you just kept working and Katsuki, well, he was grinning like a damn fool.

“Fine! Yeah, I like her! That what you wanna hear? I’m with you though! Not gonna leave you just because I got some crush!”

He’d badgered Katsuki the whole way back to their dorms that night, Eijiro kissed him because he was so damn cute when he was flustered. “Katsuki, you don’t have to leave me to be with her you know.”

At first, Katsuki balked at what he was insinuating, but, if the redhead was being honest, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the both of you for weeks now. But, he let his boyfriend sit with the idea for a while, meanwhile, he just kept building a friendship with you.

Until one morning, a Sunday, his day off, his phone started to ring at five in the morning. There were very few people he’d answer for that early, you just happened to be one of them. “Y/N? You good?”

“Kiri! Kiri, I did it! I figured it out! I’m outside, I didn’t think, I just sort of came right to your dorm but now I’m thinking that probably isn’t really allowed this early but I’ve got your sleeves, you know, the ones that have been a massive pain in my ass for like three months, and I’m out here because I didn’t think about what time it was. I just finished at the lab and came right over-”

He opened the front door and you stopped your word vomit. “Get inside! It’s cold this morning.”

You both quietly moved through the dorm, whispered giggles in the elevator all the way up to his room where he slipped the fabric onto his arms while you went over specs and technical jargon that were utterly lost on him.

“Okay, now, it’s not invincible,” You were telling him, “But, it’s the most elastic material I could put together but was still able to withstand the texture of your skin in its most rigid state. Now, as that increases, I’ll probably have to make more modifications, probably find a new material altogether with the way your progression has been over the last year alone but,” You finally took a breath, “but, for now, I think this should work. I hope it’ll work…”

You looked up at him with wide, eager eyes. “Could you try it, please?”

He’d been hanging on every word you’d said, so caught up in the sound of your excitement that he had to shake himself from the trance you put him under and shift the skin on his arms.

You moved around him, manipulating his arms this way and that, something he’d gotten very used to in the last couple of months. “Okay, so far so good. But, we both know this is practically child’s play for you. I need to know if this can stand up to your Unbreakable.”

“I won’t go that far in my dorm. I can be a bit clunky when I get like that, and just, big.”

Of course, you knew that though. You’d watched their training enough times to know his skillset.

“Yeah, I figured you’d say that.” The small pout of your lower lip while you inspected your work had this heart aching. So, he pushed himself just a little further. The collar of his shirt ripped and the little gasp you let out in shock sent an ache right to another body part.

He ignored it though, as best he could at least, and instead looked at his arms. He could see the jagged ridges, the plates of his skin that would usually be poking through were well contained. “I’ll be damned. You really did it!”

“Did you doubt me, Kirishima?”

“No, not for a second.”

You’d been running a hand down his arm, looking for any kind of tears or split seams, thrilled that you couldn’t feel any sharp edges when Kirishima’s door opened. “Shitty Hair! The sun’s not even fuckin’ up what the hell- Oh. Oh, you’re here.”

“Bakubro look!” He held out his arms, “Y/N did it!” He hugged his boyfriend with his quirk active despite Katsuki trying to shove him off.

You hurried over to your bag. “I didn’t forget about you, Bakugo.”

“I don’t need any modifications.”

“Just because you don’t need them doesn’t mean I’m going to not keep trying to help you.”

Eijiro couldn’t even hide his shit-eating grin.

“These are strictly experimental and should only be tested outside for the time being.” You gently passed him three glass vials. “You already store your sweat in its original form inside your gauntlets which is great for those big attacks but I got to thinking, what if you could have more of a surprise element, something that would help you with stealth.”

“’M not really a stealth kinda fighter… quiet ain’t me.”

“This might be able to change that. See, I think I’ve found a way to transform your sweat into a gaseous form. A sort of vapor trapped inside these little vials. My rough analysis estimates they linger in about a twenty-foot area for about two minutes without losing potency. And the gas can live within the vial itself for close to a week without losing potency.”

He held the seemingly empty glass tube up to eye level. “So, find a way to distribute the gas prior to a fight and-”

“Boom.” You and Kiri said together.

“You really only need a tiny spark to set it off but if you ignite it with an AP Shot, I’m estimating an increased damage range of 30-40%.”

Eijiro’s eyes darted between the two of you, waiting for Katsuki to say something but, his boyfriend only turned on his heel. “Okay. Just keep it down in here. Some of us are still trying to sleep.”

And that look that washed over you, that settled into your eyes when Katsuki shut the door behind him, Eijiro decided at that moment he hated it. “I- I thought he’d be happy. He’s always looking for new ways to apply his quirk and improve his technique…”

“Hey, I’m sure Bakugo’s gonna really like it. He’s just grumpy when his beauty sleep is interrupted.”

You nodded your head but sure as hell didn’t look like you believed him. “Well, I’ll let you go back to sleep, Kirishima,” You gathered up your bag, throwing it over your shoulder, “If you need anything else, ya know where to find me.”

He thanked you about a dozen more times while walking you back to your dorm before marching back to his own and practically knocking down Katsuki’s door.

“The fuck is your problem!”

“My problem! What’s my problem! She worked hard on those and the best you can do is, Okay, keep it down.” He mocked and took off his croc, “Seriously, man, what’s wrong with you!” Launching the shoe at him.

“I didn’t ask her to do it!”

“So! People can still do nice things for someone without being asked and, it’s a really good idea!”

“Yeah, I know it is.”

“I’m surprised you hadn’t thought of something like it already. You should really be thankful.”

“Yeah, I know, I am.”

“Y/N looked so tired, bet she stayed up all night again working on stuff probably because of us.”

“I said I fuckin’ know!”

Eijiro stopped talking then, watched his boyfriend pull his knees up to his chest and look out his window. “Crap, Kats, you actually really like her, don’t you?”

“’M not good with these things, Ei. Never have been.”

Eijiro sat at the foot of his bed, a hand coming to rest atop his with a soft smile on his face because he, of all people, had first-hand experience knowing how not good Katsuki could be with these things. “You’re getting better every day though. You can admit to liking her. That’s a pretty big improvement!”

“Yeah, but every time I wanna say something nice to her it gets stuck in my throat! So, I don’t say anything and I look like a bigger jackass than I already am!”

He just leaned forward, kissing Katsuki’s brow before promising him that they’d work on it together. And it was a promise Eijiro took very seriously.

It took a while, but, Katsuki eventually did start opening up to you. Letting you see little bits of himself outside of the lab. He even started joining you and Eijiro for lunch, beating him once or twice and already in conversation with you by the time Eijiro arrived.

The day he gave you a nickname, Eijiro was smiling from ear to ear. “Always messing with something… tinkering… damn tinkerer… Tink.”

Eijiro noticed Katsuki’s training times had lengthened and Midoriya, whom he usually stayed late to train with, was already back at the dorms. “Tink, she wanted to learn some basic hand-to-hand combat stuff. Mentioned it once during lunch, so I, ya know, offered to help.”

He couldn’t have been more proud of Katsuki’s progress.

Before he knew it, you weren’t just befriending Katsuki but the rest of their little group of friends too. Soon enough, the boys didn’t just see you for hero needs or in the lab but simply because they wanted to. Inviting you to movie nights and shopping trips. Anything they could do to be around you and you were always in such a wonderful mood around them, all smiles and laughter. Welcoming hugs and playful touches.

Things were great, like, really great. And that was why Eijiro had been so damn confused the day he heard crying coming from Mina’s dorm. “-they’re with each other so why do I feel like this? It’s so fucking stupid, Mina! ’M gonna ask someone to switch pairs with me, I can’t do it anymore.”

That look on your face when Katsuki broke your heart months ago in his dorm had nothing on that moment. Eijiro felt the world slip under him, felt everything slipping through his very fingers. He burst through Katsuki’s door. “We’ve got a problem!”

The pair raced back to Mina’s room but just found her alone in the room. “I just walked Y/N out but, guys, I think we should talk-”

“Later!” Eijiro shouted. Bakugo already pushing the door open to the stairwell hoping to catch you.

“Tink!” Eijiro heard him yelling after you, saw you turn and wipe your cheek trying to hide the evidence of what happened in Mina’s room.

“H-hey guys, what’s up?”

“W-wh…” Katsuki choked on the words again but before Eijiro had a chance to explain, Katsuki finally got them out, “We like you too.”

You looked dumbfounded. Taking a step back from Katsuki, your head shaking with confusion.

“He’s right,” Eijiro added once he caught up, “We both like you, like, a lot.”

“Both of you?” They nodded in sync, “Like me?” Nods, “But, you’re with each other…”

Eijiro was the one to propose the idea of a poly relationship to you, and like Katsuki, you needed time to think, to process. They could practically see the gears turning in your head trying to sort it all out.

“Take all the time you need. And whatever you decide, we’d still like to be friends, if that’s alright.”

You gave a weak little nod and that was the last they saw of you for two whole weeks.

Katsuki was grumbling something in the evening about how he was going to sabotage one of this own gauntlets just so he had an excuse to see you when they felt the ground rumble. Everyone looked outside and saw the three dorms furthest way collapsing, the fourth starting to shake violently.

“Villians?” Someone asked.

“Feels like an earthquake!”

But panic overtook both guys because they knew the second building, that was your dorm. One look shared between the two was all it took, both of them racing towards the rubble remains.

Katsuki was faster, explosions propelling him forward. Eijiro had to stop along the way despite not wanting to. The fourth building was cracking, falling in large chunks and students were still running for cover. He shifted, holding up as much of the entryway as he could until the last of them were out.

By the time he caught up with Katsuki, you were already bundled up in his arms. Blood coated the right side of your face, trickling down onto Katsuki. He could see your shirt torn open, blood pooling from there as well. “I-Is she?” He was so scared to even ask.

“Her pulse is fine. Passed out a second before you got here. Just gotta get her to Recovery Girl. Gotta get her for a lot of people…” Katsuki gingerly passed you over to him. He didn’t even have time to process how small you looked in his arms because he could feel the warmth of your blood from another wound on your back. “Take her somewhere safe and be mindful of aftershocks. There are more still inside.”

He remembered telling Katsuki to be careful before taking you and a few others off to safety.

An infirmary had been set up in one of the gyms, temporary sleeping quarters in another since six dormitories in all had been destroyed in the earthquake.

Recovery Girl assured them both that you’d be fine, maybe some scars but fine. They still refused to leave your side until you woke up though. And, by the following morning, you had stirred. Eijiro hugged you before your eyes had opened fully, Katsuki had to shove him back, reminding him that you were probably sore as hell.

You muttered something about how fast Katsuki had been, how gentle Eijiro was when he held you, he hadn’t even been aware you knew he did that… but you grabbed both their hands, “Thank you. Both of you.”

They intended on leaving you to rest now that they knew you were okay. But your hands tightened in theirs, “Stay, please.”

And so you did. Together, you all stayed for the last seven years. The good and bad, you went through it all together.

> > > < < <

Eijiro tugged off his shirt and tossed it along with his jeans into the hamper, letting his hair fall free of the tie he had it back in while memory after memory played through his mind.

You could feel the bed dip beside you under Eijiro’s weight, never able to get that deep sleep until both your husbands were home safe and sound. You smiled sleepily when he placed a kiss on your temple, carefully leaning over you to give Kat one too.

Most nights, he’d settle in beside you, snores quickly filling your bedroom but some nights, like tonight, he was restless. Too much energy that he didn’t burn off during the day. On one hand, that meant work was quiet, on the other, he’d be fidgeting for hours unless something was done.

And so you rolled off Katsuki and into Eijiro, “Eiji, baby,”

“Awe, lovebug, did I wake ya?”

You shook your head, “You know I don’t really sleep 'til you’re home.”

He wrapped thick arms around you. “You’ve gotta quit doin’ that.”

Your nose crinkled. “You’ve known me for how long? You really think my sleep habits are gonna change now?” His rumbling laugh was quiet but you could see his eyes crinkle at the corners even in the darkness. It was such a small feature, the subtlest sign of aging and it filled you with warmth. “You should get some sleep, Ei.”

“I don’t think I’m gonna be able to yet. Not that tired.”

“Want me to help with that?” Kissing the hollow of his throat, moving to the junction of his shoulder and neck, one hand snaking between your bodies so your thumb could brush his nipple. Teasing him in the best ways that had him squeezing you tighter. “Is that a yes, Eiji?”

He slipped a meaty thigh between your legs, bumping it up to rub against your core so you’d give him your little gasps he’d always been weak for. “When you give me such a compelling offer, how’s a guy supposed to say no?”

Eijiro drew you closer, smiling before his lips met yours as they so often did. It was a familiar dance that you loved. The way his sharp teeth would so gently tug on your lower lip when he rolled on his back, placing you atop him. His hands grinding you down by the fat of your hips letting you rut against him while you kissed down the center of his chest, playing with each nipple and hearing him hiss before returning to his neck.

“Think I should wake up Kit-Kat?”

“Let 'em sleep, baby girl, he’s only got an hour before he wakes up anyway.”

The two of you scooted to the far side of the large bed, hoping your activities wouldn’t wake up your blonde husband. It was one thing to wake him up for sex but another thing entirely if he was woken up by sex.

Eijiro marveled when you pulled off your shirt, well, Katsuki’s shirt technically. Letting it slide soundlessly onto the floor while he brought your tits to his mouth. Swirling his tongue around sensitive nipples before playfully nipping them, sucking harder when your hand dipped below his waistband and wrapped around his hard cock.

Biting down on the fatter part to suppress a sinful moan with how you stroked him, swiping the pre that had accumulated all around his head before gliding all the way down to his base and back up again.

He let you tease and play, bouncing you still on his thigh until he couldn’t take anymore. Eijiro flipped you onto your stomach, his hands running over your skin, the curves and divots he knew by heart, and hooked his fingers into the flimsy band of your panties. With a single hardened finger, the fabric tore without a single sound. “You didn’t really like these, did you?” His breath was hot on the back of your neck, kissing just behind your ear when you whined. “Yeah, I didn’t think so.”

His cock rested playfully between your ass cheeks, moving ever so slightly, his hips lazily rocking while he explored with his mouth, making you moan when his thumbs ran over the sides of your tits, and sending goosebumps all over when he kissed your back, halfway down and just slightly off-center, where you had the faintest scar from the earthquake Katsuki pulled you from.

Finally, his fingers made it back to your hips and he hiked your ass right up in the air, those fingers gathering the slick he’d caused and spreading your folds so they could dip inside. “Did Kit-Kat play with you before bed?”

You shook your head. “He had a headache so I got him off so he could go to sleep.”

Eijiro pulled you up to him, your back to his front. “We have the best little wife,” His fingers sinking in deeper, “You know that, don’t you?” Fingers curling against that sweet spot. Eijiro has to use his other hand to cover your mouth. “Oh, I know it feels good but you’ve gotta stay quiet. Nod if you understand. Yeah, that’s my good girl.”

He brought the hand slowly down your body, trailing over your nipple, squeezing it just slightly before abandoning them to pay close attention to your clit.

You had to bite down on your lip to stop your cries, screwing your eyes shut while Eijiro set his pace. Just as he felt you tip over the edge, your walls spasming around his digits, he removed them leaving you empty for only a second before popping the head of his cock in your dripping hole.

“Fuck! Eiji-!” You tasted yourself on the fingers he was quick to shove in your mouth.

“Baby girl, I told you, you’ve gotta be quiet so you don’t wake Kat. You’ve gotta listen.”

He sank you down further on his cock, your walls still fluttering around him, still toying with your clit. Eijiro was halfway in when his teeth pieced your shoulder and a moan ripped from the both of you. While he was busy fucking you through your first orgasm, you had your tongue coiling around his fingers. Licking and sucking your juices right off him, starting to bounce your hips, eager to hit that high again.

“Shit, you feel so damn good, so fuckin’ good. Take my cock perfectly every damn time.” He jammed his fingers further in your mouth, “Take 'em, babe, I know you can.” Biting your neck this time so you squirmed on his dick. “Fuckin’ perfect’s what you are. Ngh, yeah.”

The sounds of wet, sloppy skin filled the air around you, and yet the both of you were too engrossed in the other to notice the glaring set of garnet eyes watching the show.

Katsuki thought it might have been a dream at first, one that had him groggily waking up with a painfully stiff cock. He watched with eyes slightly unfocused, Eijiro lifting you up, your tits on full display for him. His husband’s fingers buried deep inside your cunt, all nice and warm. Mmm. He wanted to be all nice and warm.

He palmed his own cock when Eijiro told you to be quiet, so thoughtful and you were trying so hard to for his sake. Gods, he loved the both of you so damn much. He wrapped his fingers around himself when your body twitched, and when Eiji teased you with his fat cock, he smirked. But, it was when the redhead shoved those long, thick fingers right in your mouth that Katsuki started pumping.

He took you both by surprise, how quickly he moved to pull you forward towards him. “Get those fingers out of your mouth right now. I got something else you need to suck on.” Katsuki tapped your cheek and Eijiro slipped his fingers free.

“Sorry, babe.”

“No, you’re fuckin’ not.”

Eijiro laughed, fully this time, no longer needing to hold back. He slammed into you from behind just as Katsuki entered your mouth making him collide with the back of your throat in one go.

“I guess work was uneventful?”

“Ngh, yeah, boring night.”

They talked nonchalantly above you. Katsuki’s hands teasing your tits so you’d moan around his dick for him. And after a minute or two, Eijiro stopped holding up his end of the conversation. “She got you feelin’ good, huh?” The larger man whimpered, “It’s so easy to please you, lay the fuck back.”

“But-”

“Take her with you, dumbass.”

He pulled himself from your mouth with a pop. Strings to spit fell down your chin and the shift in positions had you moaning, now laying on Eijiro’s chest while Katsuki loomed above you both, “You blew me right to sleep, Princess. I didn’t get to fuck you earlier. Be our good little slut and take us both in one go, yeah?”

It wasn’t something you often did. You saved it for when you didn’t have to work the next day because of how sore you always were but Kat knew your schedule, knew it was your day off, and so you muttered, “Y-yeah, y-es, sir.”

Katsuki went slow, he had to with how full Eijiro already had you. “Damn, Kat. Don’t fuckin’ break her.”

“I got 'er.”

You could feel them both sliding into you, Eijiro had an arm around your middle, his other hand was smoothing back your hair while he whispered about how well you took them both. Katsuki’s tongue toying with your nipple to aid in distracting you, scarred fingers on your clit, so very different from Eijiro’s rough calloused ones and yet, making your moan all the same.

All three of you were panting, coming to a rest with both men stuffed inside you, both pausing to check on you, waiting for the okay to continue on.

Small thrusts at first, barely snapping hips, working opposite each other so you were never left without. You’d tried lifting your head, wanting to see them both but Katsuki hit your sweet spot with a snicker making your head fall back on Eijiro’s chest again.

Eijiro barely had to do anything at all, Katsuki’s rocking had the two of you moving with him. Though, he did have to throw a hand back, onto the floor, to keep the three of you stable and not let Katsuki fuck you all right off the bed.

The blonde rested his head right between your breasts. “Damn it, Eiji, you’re so fuckin’ big. Can feel every inch in here. You take it so fuckin well, Princess.”

You watched Eijiro run a loving hand through ashy blonde locks. “Yeah, we love you too.” Their cocks twitched at the statement.

He gave a hard thrust and you both grunted. “Shut up, Shitty Hair. Or I’ll make you cum right fuckin’ now.”

This time you felt the laugh bubble from Eijiro, “Yeah, think I’m gonna be doing that regardless.” He lifted his hips, lifting both you and Katsuki on a slight incline so he could fuck properly. “Maybe I’ll take you with me.”

A large hand held you in place while he thrust, his voice, low in your ear. “Come on, baby, let’s make 'em cum.”

“Guys, oh shit, ah fuck!”

Both of them felt you squeeze their dicks, pushing them closer together. Eijiro’s hand went right to your clit, his hips picking up the pace while Katsuki latched onto the opposite tit this time moving his own hips, matching Eijiro perfectly. Hitting you so deeply, Eijiro’s cock reaching just a bit further.

“’M not gonna last,” Eijiro grunted and his teeth on your shoulder sent you over the edge. Katsuki groaned feeling the two of you let go and joining in. Before Katsuki collapsed on your stomach, he pulled Eijiro back fully on the bed so he could properly relax.

You were effectively sandwiched between the two, Eijiro waited for Katsuki to settle and then wound his arms around you both. “You’ve gotta get ready for patrol soon.” His hands trailed down his spine.

“Don’t remind me. Didja eat?”

“Had dinner around nine.”

Katsuki kissed your cheek. “Did you work up an appetite, Princess Tink?”

The nickname had you smiling. “If you’re making breakfast food, you know I’ll eat.”

“Gotta lemme outta your vice grip so I can make it to the kitchen.”

You wrapped your arms behind Eijiro’s back and let them both pull free with a grunt, “On second thought, showers to clean up this fuckin’ mess, then food.”

“Can I have pancakes with whipped cream?” Eijiro asked Katsuki who was already walking towards the bathroom.

“You want whipped cream, ask Tink real nicely. She’s fulla cream.”

He’d scooped you up in his lap, wiggling his eyebrows, knowing damn well your legs were shot. “Eiji, baby, no.”

He pouted that adorable lower lip that could get him just about anything he wanted. “Maybe for dessert.”

After a warm shower, Eijiro set you down on the sofa, pulling a dark blanket around you with a kiss atop your head.

“Thanks for putting on a show for me,” Katsuki commented just to Eijiro when he walked into the kitchen. “Choking on your fingers was a nice fuckin’ touch.”

Eijiro kissed his cheek, “Thought I’d give you something fun to wake up to, Blasty. Glad you enjoyed it.”

[aspiratinganxiety]

Let me get uhh, a number 19 off that Ask Me menu. The kids whining in the backseat want a thalia but they want to substitute the sides with 7 & 8 from the Nosy joint; I told them that most asks don't do that, but they won't hear of it). Please and thank my dear.

This is so cute! XD 

Okay, so 19 from the ask list is tricky. There are so many celebrities that I esteem and enjoy as a humans outside of their obvious physical attractiveness. I am also in the camp that no celebrity owes their fans or the public anything. Like, not a damn thing. If their public persona is all they wish to share... that’s awesome. We shouldn’t be entitled to the “real person” behind that persona. 

All these things considered, I am confident in saying that I have a terrible crush on Tom Hardy and an even WORSE crush on Lady GaGa. 

I regret nothing. 

For Thalia: My niece Nora can always make me laugh and smile. It doesn’t matter how awful my day has been or how low my opinion of humanity has fallen, that babygirl just lightens up my life.

As far as 7 and 8 from the Nosy List? No tattoos as of yet, but I have plans for several. I really want a sleeve on my right side that’s a bouquet of sunflowers, lilac bushels, and lily of the valley. The sunflowers are for me, as they’re my favorite (a Kansas girl down in my heart), the lilac are my late mother’s favorite flower (a top contender for my favorite too, beside the sunflowers), and lily of the valley are my oldest sister’s favorite. 

Each flower a representation of myself or one of the women who mothered me, all arranged beautifully and inked harmoniously into my skin.

I’m gonna answer the piercing one too, just because I’m pretty excited about it and it’s hard to drop nipple piercing into a rl conversation. 

I have ear piercings, a new nose ring, and horizontal bars through both nipples. 

I love body modification, and I am so excited to have finally begun to engage with such practices! Everyone is always so surprised. At work they were like... “But you’re too Betty Crocker for something like that. You’re the mom friend. I don’t believe you.”

Ha.

I can be the mom-friend and have nipple rings. 

Fight me.     

[vanderlindemangofarm]

Rules: Answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you want to get to know better. 

I was tagged by the wonderful @spunky-spaghetti! 

Nickname: Mango 

Height: 5ft7

Last Movie I saw: In general? The Girl With All The Gifts. At the cinema? Honestly, I don’t even remember. Very excited to see Captain Marvel though! 

Favorite Artists: The Doors, Agnes Obel 

Song stuck in my head: Cop Killer by John Maus 

Do I get asks: A decent amount, it’s nice! 

Other blogs: Yes, but that’s highly confidential. 

Following: currently around 200 I think.

Amount of sleep: If I don’t get at least 7-8 hours per night, I’m a mess. Such an old lady. 

Lucky number: 22

What I’m wearing: black skinny jeans, black and white stripy t-shirt, necklace, Doc Martens. 

Dream job: Professor of History at a university, or just a successful freelance historian with a shelf or two of published works. 

Favorite food: Sushi

Dream trip: A massive roadtrip of the USA 

Play any instruments: I used to play the violin, and I can play a bit of piano. 

Languages: English (questionably), and a tiny smattering of French and Spanish. I really want to learn Russian. 

Favorite song: Aventine by Agnes Obel 

Random fact: I think way too much about character alignments and categorise everyone I know. Same with Hogwarts houses.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: whiskey, hot coffee on rainy mornings, wood smoke and bonfires, sitting outside a house party at 2am thinking all the thoughts, thick jumpers, musky perfume, leather boots, old libraries, dusty books, games of chess by the fire. 

I tag: @nyoom-bum, @greasyjohnmarston, @guarma, @colm-odriscoll-is-my-daddy, @trashiestgal, @elizabethlynn99, @arthurs-boadicea, @high--life, @thirstyforjavier, @sophthedovahkiin, @cowboy-canoodler, @baxernasty, @thepuckishrogue, @yeetmetotahiti, @una-artwork, @ladyazelas, @yellow-thief, @ladylemoyne, @kieranduffydeservedbetter, @dutchismyhusband, @amodicumofdutch