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Chapter 2: Catholic Girls and Blow

~FYI this chapter will have mature themes such as drug usage and of course heavy smut. It is quite the long chapter. I've been working on it and wanting everything to be detailed. Also leave your thoughts in the comments. Anyways enjoy 🦋~

The man's fingers still wrapped around her wrist. Misty just wanted to get back to her friends now, this was starting to become worrying. What if Darla was worried about her? Whatever he wanted it was no good. He still stared down at the young girl intensely, what did he want? A moment of silence went between them as they stood.

She quickly looked around to see Darla now sitting in Robert Plants lap giggling while he spoke into her ear. Her face tickled pink.

" How did such a sweet little minx like you end up here? Tell me darling what's your name?" He spoke with his thick accent.

Finally he spoke, quite the soft voice he had. But there was an undertone she couldn't quite understand behind it.His eyes dark and piercing through her in a way she'd never felt before. How they burned right through her. It made her want to hide, her skin crawled. She gulped nervously before looking back at him. There was something about him so dark that had her wanting to squirm away. But he held her in his grasp keeping her there.

" My names M-Misty. What is your name sir?" She spoke timidly.

The corners of his mouth turned upwards as he moved in a little closer. She could tell from the look on his face he enjoyed the nervousness. It was as if she was his prey and he the predator. She prayed that he couldn't hear her raging heart beat. Her heart was pounding heavily against her ribcage like drums. It felt very much cat and mouse like.His arm now snaked around her waist bringing her in closer to his lean frame. His large hand on the dip of her back as he closed the space between them.

"The name is Jimmy, Jimmy Page to you." He whispered in her ear.

He left his lips lingering for a few seconds besides her earr.Ever so lightly pressed against her cartilage. His breathy whisper sent shivers down her spine. Something about it made the shorter girl very nervous. A man had never been this close to her before, never had she been in such a position with anyone. So this was the Jimmy Page, the one written about in the papers. The wild man who dabbled with groupies and with the evil arts. God he was actually quite attractive up close she thought. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating, it smelt fresh and clean with a hint of bergamot.

" Misty such a beautiful name for a beautiful little girl. Why have I never seen you before love?" He asked.

Her face ignited a shade of rouge, beautiful? How did he know I was new here? How long had he been watching me?

"Thank you Sir, this is my first time coming out here. My friend had drug me along. Um I normally don't do stuff like this." She rebutted.

It was so noticeable how new she was here, she looked so tense and something about her just screamed it wasn't her scene hell she looked like a lost puppy here. Just staring around with her wide set for eyes. Most of the faces that came were the same people, everyone knew each other. Someone like Misty stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Why don't you take a drink then sweetie and relax?You look quite tense." He said.

The margarita glass still in her hand somehow. She looked at it, she'd yet to take a sip of the adult drink.

Everyone else around her were gulping drinks down one by one and she taken back by it. She began to feel slightly insecure about her actions. Was it that noticeable?

" I've never drank before. Does it taste bad?" She pondered.

He chuckled at her, oh she was just as innocent as she looked. He thought it was slightly cute the way she questioned that. It would've came off as a dumb question to anyone but it wasn't considering her age. He didn't know how old she was yet but he could tell she was young. He shamelessly like the girls he picked out. They were young, he loved baby groupies just as the next rockstar did.He loved how they acted over him, how they gushed. They yearned for him like he was a drug and they were an addict. It quite boosted his ego, he loved it. But she, she acted quite a bit different. Like he was some normal human.

"Trust me darling once you get a taste you'll forget about the feeling." He beckoned.

He brought the glass up to her mouth.

"Take a sip baby." He whispered.

The way he called her baby made her feel quite mushy inside. Her lips on the edge of the glass as she bent her neck back to take the warm sweet drink. The liquor burning her throat.He watched in amazement as she drank from the cup in his hand. She was quite the beautiful thing, oh and the things he thought of doing to her already.

I guess it's not that bad, it was a little sweet.

Misty had barely eaten that day, so she didn't know quite yet the consequences of that. But how would she?

She brought her head back to face him after sipping from the crystal glass. She wiped the corner of her mouth making sure to keep it from dripping out. She didn't care for the after taste at all. Her eyes met back with his beautiful green ones.

He smiled at her in approval, he couldn't get the thought of how good she looked taking a drink from his hand. Oh he could already see she would be quite the play thing to control. He wanted to feast on her innocence or whatever little she had left. He didn't know much about her but he would eventually.

"For not drinking before I would've thought you wouldn't have taken it like that." He said.

"Yeah, I guess it wasn't that bad. It tasted kind of sweet but bitter. I think the sugar on the rim leveled it out." She said.

His hands went down to her hips and he started to move against her. His hands moving her body against him. Everything suddenly felt so warm to her, her skin began to tingle. There was a warm sensation in her chest. She was also quite surprised by what was going on. How he just grabbed her and was moving her body against his to the music. But something in her as surprising as it was felt the sudden urge to move with him. She liked it and she began to feel at ease.

Is this what alcohol does? Misty felt his hands lower down to her butt and give it a little squeeze. It caught her out of her trance she was in while dancing. The dress she wore amplified all of her features specifically her breasts. They were of a larger size around a D cup. His eyes hungrily watched as she danced with him. Her skin looked so devouring.

"Tell me Misty how old are you?" He asked.

His hands still placed on her ass as she moved to the beat with him.

"I'm seventeen Sir. I just turned seventeen last November How old are you?" She responded.

His ears perked up like a child who heard an ice cream truck in their neighborhood. God she was young and he was going to have his fun. It was no secret again how he loved younger girls. Something about innocence made him draw near. Any sort of purity he wanted to taint it with his wickedness. He wanted to slew away whatever there was and take it for himself. The thought of corrupting someone appeased his devilish self.

" I'm twenty-seven darling." He said.

Her eyes bugged out a little bit this man was way older than her by like ten years. God this was so scandalous she thought. He had to have known how young she looked even though her body said otherwise. The men gawked at her desiring her when she walked in. She felt the eyes of men who had no business even thinking about her staring. It made her nervous. She stayed in silence after his answer.

She was still enjoying herself with him. The boys her age never even bothered with her. She convinced herself that she was lucky such a man like him paid her an ounce of attention. They always went after Darla. But Darla never paid them mind considering her love for older men.

It was nice to feel wanted but by someone who was rockstar. She was a bit star struck in all honesty, this was the Jimmy Page in-front of her. Feeling up her body in such a way that made her senses tingle.

"Tell me about yourself love." He spoke.

She was trying to scramble her thoughts together, what would she tell him? How boring her life was? She wanted to suddenly keep his attention on her. She was worried she might lose his focus. But little did she know that was untrue.

"There's nothing much about me to be honest. I enjoy painting and art. I go to church and I like reading.I enjoy the nature and being by the water." She said sheepishly.

"Ah a church girl. So tell me church girl have you got it in you to sin tonight?" He asked devilishly.

The way he spoke that line set something deep within her. She felt her loins heat up at his words. She also felt something firm pressed against her lower stomach.

Her face flushed more than the alcohol had already made it. Again she'd never had this sort of reaction with anyone. God she was going to hell she thought. Everything she was doing was so outside of the normal for her. But for some reason possibly the liquor had to do with it.

She giggled at him and leaned forward with her hand on his chest.

" I don't know what you mean by that sir but maybe." She snickered.

"That's what I like to hear darling. Now follow me to the table." He spoke before leading her over to the group.l

Misty was met with the group.

"Misty I was wondering where you were at!" Darla slurred and waved excitedly.

Darla was sitting on Robert Plants lap, his arms were slinked around her waist. She's never seen Darla so giddy before. She observed the rest of the table to see 2 other men there. Four younger girls around the two of the men. They were wearing quite the revealing outfits.The menwere handsome but not like Robert or Jimmy to say the least to her. She knew who they were from the news papers. They were the biggest band in America right before her.

"Eh Pagey who's the beauty you've got?" The man with the thick mustache said.

All eyes at the table were on her. She moved a little closer to Jimmy wanting to hide a little. He noticed and held her closet.

" This Bonzo is Misty, she's the one I had Peter call over remember?" He spoke.

Bonzo nodded before taking a gulp of his beverage.

Jimmy sat down and pulled Misty onto his lap quickly. She lost a bit of air in the process. She was a bit in shock sitting in his lap.

" Are you having fun yet? I see you're with Jimmy quite the man isn't he?" Darla whispered while raising her eyebrows.

" He is quite handsome, I can't believe I'm here right now I'm his lap Darla. I don't know how you talked me into this one." She jokes.

Darla just snickered into her hand before taking a puff off of Roberts cigarette. Jimmy's hand rested on her leg where the end of her dress was. His hand touching her soft thighs, finger tips tracing the skin. His other holding a cup of whatever dark liquor it was. His fingers feeling the sweet skin below. She was soft to the touch. Misty felt a new feeling emerge between her thighs. She felt hot, a feeling she'd never felt.

For the first time in her life she felt aroused. She wanted him to keep doing it and possibly press harder. What was wrong with her? Where did these feelings all of a sudden come from? She didn't know but she liked it. His fingers continuously kneading into the flesh.

" Another drink for you." He spoke as he placed another glass in front of her.

She grabbed it fast enjoying the feeling she felt. For once she felt alive and maybe due to the drinks. This was her second one. She placed the glass between her lips and let the warm liquor flow down her throat.

Darla looked at Misty in awe, never seeing her like this before. Her friend looked so beautiful and everyone knew it. She was so happy to be here with Misty, there was no other she would've liked to share this moment with. For the first time she saw Misty not on edge, just living in the moment. It was so sweet and exhilarating to see. She was happy they'd sneaked out. At first she was concerned about how Misty would've reacted. She was worried she may have had to leave early.

Darla was having quite the time finally meeting Robert Plant and being in his lap. He was quite the charming and beautiful man, with his shirt unbuttoned and showing his chest. He was even more beautiful in person than on the television or vinyls she collected. She played with his curls a little bit enjoying the golden sunshine that they were. He was so captivating to be in the presence of.

She was hoping possibly that she would go with him after. To what they called the Riot House it was a grand hotel on Sunset. But for now she was just gonna relish in what was happening right now. Darla was being to feel high after hitting her joint a few more times. Drinking and smoking was always so fun for her. The mixture made her feel on top but not comparable to what coke did. She'd dabbled if it was ever offered but that was it just socially.

Misty now was feeling herself as she sat on the man's lap. God she felt warmth all around her and she began to move on his lap. Not gyrating fully but moving her hips to the music, she felt free in the moment. Letting the poisonous drink take over her. Jimmy enjoyed what she was doing on him, and it excited him. Hence his crotch began to harden underneath her butt. She was a thicker girl compared to the usual skinnier baby groupies. He liked it, more to work with he thought.

She was quite voluptuous for being at the age she was. God he couldn't wait to get her, he was going to do that indeed. He knew from the moment he saw her walk in with that little mini orange dress that he wanted her beneath him. Whimpers leaving her mouth as he pleased and teased her. He thought about it deeply, the feel of her body.

He wanted that, he wanted the little dress that hid her body from the world off. He wanted to be the one to take it off. He saw the way others looked at her, he wasn't quite the fan of it. Jealousy sparked within. Jimmy didn't like sharing his girls at all.

She was quite different maybe it was because of her innocence and her lack of throwing herself at him. Different than your average groupie. She wasn't even one. He wanted her all to himself and that he would have. Early he was with other girls making out that was until he laid eyes upon the fresh girl who walked in. He'd been with those girls in the orgies at the hotel. One time Peter had rolled him on the trolley with whipped cream all over his naked body.

Pushed into a room with eager and possessed like girls. Ready to feast on him like a holiday dinner.It was a night to remember. But he needed something new and he would make sure she was that.

He was slightly turned on by the fact that she was a church girl. There was always rumors about church girls being wild in the sheets or just being pure as ever. She was so alluring something about her just excited him. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin. He teased her skin with fingers softly. Tracing the creamy flesh. How he wanted to skin his teeth into her thighs.

"You've got such a nice body little girl. Tell me have you ever been touched?" He whispered into her neck again.

Oh this man was quite sinful she thought. His lips pressed on the skin behind her ear and his tongue pressed against the skin. God the fire between her legs begun to ignite. Her back pressed against his chest.

"No." She whispered lowly.

Just as he thought and this made him even more hungry.He could do whatever he wanted with her now. He wanted to feel her around him clenching tightly, he loved how her body reacted. He started to trail down the side of her neck until his lips met with the dip where her shoulders were. Leaving little warm wet spots where his lips once were.

Misty was turned on she could feel the warmth pooling in her black panties. She raveled in this feeling he gave her. It was embellishing. It felt good it made her feel on top of the world.Every kiss he placed on her skin amplified the feeling within like a wildfire. She didn't care about anything else right now.

He suddenly stopped making her frown a little bit.

" Be patient little girl." He said.

Be patient for what? What was she to wait for? She wanted it to continue she liked the feeling he gave her.

"Eh Peter hand me the case." Jimmy spoke.

Peter nodded before grabbing a small metal case out of his blazer. Misty couldn't tell what it was but it must've been important. She was quite curious of what it was. Jimmy placed it on the table before them, opening it to reveal a little dime baggy with white powdery substance it seemed.

"What is that?" She asked.

"It's Nose Candy. Wanna try it? " He joked.

Nose candy? What in gods name was nose candy?

It didn't look like candy to her, she'd never heard of it. She was so curious about it in all honesty.

"How do you try it? What does it taste like?" She asked.

He laughed at her words, oh god she was innocent. It was coke simply it was either ingested by rubbing the gums or snorted.

"Oh darling let me show you." He spoke.

She watched him disperse it on the table and separating it with a card he had. He separated it into two lines evenly. He had one for her and one for him. He pulled out a rolled up bill from the case and leaned down. Just like that the substance was sniffed up through the rolled up bill. He leaned back and rubbed his nose, his eyebrows scrunched together. His eyes shot open, pupils widely displayed. He was ready for the night.

"Does it hurt? How do you feel?" She asked.

"It doesn't hurt at all baby, you'll feel a little rush and a bit of energy." He reassured her.

He handed her the dollar bill and she took it. She remembered how he did it and went ahead. An instant shot of adrenaline filled her system. A slight stuffy sensation filled her sinuses. She felt a burst of energy and alertness overcame her. Everything felt so different now, everything was more sensitive. But she now felt so awake all of a sudden.

"I feel so alive Jimmy." She giggled.

"Good, do you wanna get out of here darling?" He asked as he kissed her shoulder.

He wanted her all to himself as soon as possible. God he hoped she would say yes. Misty forgot about everything else. She didn't care like she normally would, she was higher than a kite. A feeling she'd never felt before, she was truly breaking all things she abided by. It felt fun she felt happy for once. She was carefree. All the worries and everything she thought before she entered the doors of the Rainbow now vanished.

"Please sir."She said while looking back at him.

Every time she called him sir it turned him on a little more. Her big blue eyes peering at him pleading. Her plunk pink lips coated with gloss looked delectable. He could only imagine how they would feel possibly. He wanted every part of her, he wanted to ruin her. He wanted to taste the sweetness she carried between her thighs. He wanted to taste her lips, those sweet strawberry lips.

"You guys ready to go?" He asked the group.

Everyone started to rise gathering their things and the girls including Darla. She clung to Robert as he got up. She couldn't believe she was going back with him, hell she really couldn't believe Misty's behavior. She was proud of her though for breaking out of her shyness and prude box. She was a bit worried about Misty considering the things she's heard about the men. A mud shark incident happened with Bonzo and the manager.

She also heard rumors of Jimmy doing crazy things to the other groupies. She heard of so many wild stories of the men. The least from Robert and Jonesy, she had no worry with them. She just knew Jimmy was something else. Everyone started heading towards the exit. Pictures were taken of the group as they left, Peter led them outside to the limo. Making sure people were out the way.

The man was quite tough, he had a sharp tongue spewing curses at the people getting too close. He was quite the mafia like man. His anger was unmatched if tested. You never wanted to be on his bad side at all.

There was a black limousine before them at the curb, the door was quickly opened and the group got in.

Misty had never seen or been in such luxury she was taken aback by her surroundings. It was quite crowded with the girls and guys in here. Misty sat on Jimmy's lap, his firmness pressed against her bottom that was exposed due to the dresses length. Thicker thighs brought the dress up a bit in the back.

She'd never seen a dick before let alone felt one but by all means she could feel he was a rather supplemented man. It made her nervous feeling his dick so close to her crotch. His arm wrapped around her waist pulling her down on him as the limousine started to roll away. She left out a long breath when they drove over a bump. She was so hot and bothered at this moment.

The car was loud and hot full of people. The air smug and thick with cigarette smoke. But she didn't mind her parents were smokers despite being religious. She didn't care for cigarettes though, thank god the window was down.

She felt him pulse himself against her adding pressure to the feeling buried deep down within. She whined at the sensation making him lean in to her ear.

"You feel that little girl? It's because of you." He whispered lowly.

Only she could hear his words and he could hear her paused breaths. His words made her hornier. His touch sent spots of fire to where he felt. He found satisfaction knowing the effects he had on her. He could feel her chest tense up after that. The coke had her feeling euphoric and Jimmy's presence only added on. He had the upper hand from the jump due to his status and the age difference. Jimmy liked that power leverage he had. He was quite the mysterious man, he was also charming. He had a quick wit and cheekiness about him. He was quite dominant though at least in one area besides the music world he dominated in.

He didn't mind that she said nothing back, her body language was the response. He couldn't wait to get out, it was so packed in the car. There wasn't any leg room at all between anyone. That's the only thing he hated about having all the people in the car, but they were finally at the destination.

The chauffeur opened the door quickly and everyone piled out of the car. Peter tipped the man a twenty dollar bill and led the group to the doors. The

Foyer of the hotel was grand and looked quite luxurious. Misty could only imagine how much it cost. The group giggled as they walked towards the hotel elevator. The man at the desk greeted them a good evening and a welcome back.

Jimmy's hand still rested on the Misty's back leading her. The guys were all on their own floors, it was common that the band rented out a few floors. Things got wild at the hotel, they've been know to throw crazy parties and whatnot there. Driving through the halls with motorcycles was just the bare minimum of crazy.

She was so happy to be here with him. It's crazy what's happened in the few hours that they've met.

At last it was now just them in the elevator. He took it upon himself to push her against the wall, cornering her. He leaned down his face close to hers. His hand cradling the side of her face. Her eyes darted to his lips, she couldn't help to admit that she wanted them. They looked soft and were a pretty shade of pink. Before he could lean forward to kiss her the elevator doors opened. He pulled away with her hand in his.

She felt her breath still in her chest. She was so close to kissing him, it was the biggest tease and annoyance she felt so far today. Man screw that elevator she thought.

They hopped off the elevator and he led her down the hall. He was so eager to get her to the room, he wanted her badly like now. He quickly pulled the metal key out of his pocket and placed it into the key hole and turned the knob letting them in. The room smelled of lavender and fresh linen the way he requested. Bottles placed on the table and the bed made neatly. Misty walked in and pounced on the bed before rolling over on her back.

"Comfy?" He chuckled before coming to the edge of the bed.

He placed himself between both her legs as he stood at the edge of the bed. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. She looked so heavenly before him. He could feel the liquor start to wear off a bit. He grabbed a bottle that was placed on the bed and opened the Jack Daniels. Taking a large swig before handing it over her. He watched her take it back to the head like the good girl she was.

"Sheesh that is so strong, how do you drink it?" She squeezed out as her face scrunched together.

She stuck her tongue out in disgust, it burnt the hell out of her throat. This was much stronger and heavier going down her throat than the margarita.

"You get used to it sweetie once you drink it often." He chuckled.

He leaned down and hovered over her on the bed. His face a mere few inches from her and his sterling silver pendant hanging down touched her chest now.

"What do you want my girl?" He spoke deeply.

"I-I want you to kiss me." She said.

He smirked before leaning down to press his lips against hers. Butterflies erupted in the young girls body. This was her first kiss, his lips soft like baby's skin. His breathe and taste was so sweet with a hint of alcohol. Hers tasted of sweet strawberries to him. Her gloss spreading between them both. She didn't know what she was doing but remembered how the couples on tv would kiss passionately. She used to sneak glances at her parents television when they thought she was asleep.

She moved in deeper letting him lead the way. The feeling was like hot and like a live-voltage wire. Igniting a need in her. Their lips moving in sync tasting one another. Nothing but the sound of their heavy breathes and passionate kisses filled the room. His hand running up her rib cage up to her breast cupping it. Her gave it a gently squeeze eliciting a moan through her lips. His touch was something she never knew she needed.

It made her feel alive. It made her feel like molten lava. She knew in that moment all odds flew out the door that this wouldn't be all. Maybe she wanted that, or maybe it was just the drugs and alcohol speaking. He wanted to see her plump breasts outside of her dress. He quickly pulled away and looked at her.

"May I?" He asked.

She shook her head allowing him to. He ripped her dress from the center exposing her ample chest. She gasped not believing what he did. This wasn't even her dress. I hope Darla doesn't care too much about it. The orange fabric ripping perfectly showing him what he longed for. He took in her appearance, her hips wide set. The underwear perfectly enhancing them. Her nipples pointed towards him due to the exposure.

He leaned down and carefully placed her nipple in his mouth. It sent a shock from her body and a soft moan as his lips pressed down around her.

"Oh my god." She gasped.

He placed his thumb and pointer finger around the other nipple moving it in a circular motion. Jimmy was not only a guitar god but amazing in the bed. Most of the girls said he was like Adonis in bed. An amazing lover who would fuck your brains out for hours. Leaving you lifeless and stumbling out the room the next morning.He liked quite the kinky and more rougher side of sex. Every girl who entered his room knew what they were getting into with him. He did take good care of the women though.

His ears satisfied at her noises she made as he devoured her breasts. She laid there arch backing as pleasure reined through her like a hurricane. Her underwear soaking with arousal at this point. She pushed her chest up wanting him closer as if he already wasn't enough.

He pulled away making her whine impatiently. Why would he pull away.

"You know how beautiful you look. I could just devour you." He spoke.

His hand ran up her thigh and cupped her crotch gently massaging it. He could feel how wet she was through the panties. God he needed it. He loved the affect he had on her, his ego increasing more. She mewed in response to the movement of his hands. Her hips moving to his hand grinding her crotch into his hand. So desperate she was to feel the pressure.

Misty had touched herself before in secret once and the feeling was amazing. But nothing like this, not when someone else did it. She started to wonder what his mouth would feel like. Devouring her whole, how he would look with his mouth attached to her. Her eyes rolled back at the thought.

"Jimmy." She whimpered.

She wanted all of him at this point even though she was nervous. She was still a virgin, simply untouched until now. The young girl laid there with only her underwear on grinding her crotch into his hand. She wanted it badly. If he could, he would take a picture of this moment. He would freeze it forever. The way she beckoned for him to give her more. It was so glorious of a sight to behold.

The sexual tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. She was mesmerized by his lustful touch.

"What is it little girl? Tell me." He whispered while watching from above.

She was so embarrassed to admit it that she was a virgin. But she wanted to tell him, she'd never done this before and in the moment was so nervous.

"I'm a virgin still." She admitted.

"Don't worry baby I'll take good care of you and be gentle. Just tell me the words." He said.

Would it hurt? She already was basically naked and she was eager for him. She decided she was gonna do this. She wanted him to be her first. Her big eyes meeting his dark ones in awe at the man above her. She was really in bed with the Jimmy Page. This beautiful man choose her tonight, she felt lucky.

"I want to do this with you." She said.

God that was all he wanted to hear from those sweet lips of hers. He leaned down to kiss her one more time giving her comfort. He always wanted to make sure the girls were comfortable. He begun to undress before her as she watched eagerly. His pale skin illuminating from the lamp in the room.

He was lean and petite. She watched in awe as he stripped down until only his red briefs were left. His imprint quite visible and she gulped at the site. He brought her smaller hands up to his red and white lined briefs. Placing her hand on his dick squeezing her hand around it.

"This is what you do to me Misty." He said in a lustful tone.

She could not believe the shit that was happening. It felt so thick in her hand, this was so hot for both of them. The feel of her hand on him had his eyes roll back. She had such soft little hands, and he wanted them wrapped around his shaft. He looked like a god before her the way his lip was tucked between his teeth as he looked down at her. He wanted to make her scream, to fill all of her. Pre-cum starting to leave a wet spot on the briefs.

She knew things about sex well heard about things and sneaked into sex magazines at the store. She ready about foreplay curiously, there were blowjobs and handjobs. Talked about how much a man's pleasure was everything.

(A/N : I've been to a vintage store where they had sex magazines from the 1970s and how important the man's pleasure was. Don't hate me I believe sex should have a mutual ending effect for both partners. I'm just sticking to the times the best I can.)

She wanted to give him something back considering the way he feasted on her breasts earlier. She was nervous to try it hence she'd never done it before. But she was willing to try. She remember the tips left in the magazine about teeth, pulling her lips over them. Using her hands to run up the shaft when her mouth was on the tip. She got up a little bit now her legs bent beneath.

"I want to try something." She pressed.

He knew what it was and nodded, he pulled down his briefs simultaneously. His thick cock bounced up sticking straight in her face. Good god! He was big, she wouldn't have thought that a skinny man like him carried something like that. But what did she know about dicks anyways? He was circumcised which was common in the 1940s for hygienic procedure. It was quite pale with a pink tip but nonetheless was fitting for a god like him. It was beautiful.

She leaned forward and gave it a kiss making him slightly twitch. He felt so impatient he just wanted to fuck her mouth but he would have to wait. It was her first time. She wrapped her lips around the tip and sunk her mouth further down his shaft. The pre-cum had an odd taste but it wasn't bad. Just something she'd never tasted before.

"Look me in my eyes when you do it little girl." He ordered.

Hissing noises left his mouth and she slowly took him further in her warm wet mouth. Her crotch now tingling and soaked at this point. Something about this turned her insides out, it was so hot. She looked up at him, he was so enthralling before her. They were now both locked in eye contact, his hand now placed on her jaw. As she continued to move in a slow motion along him. A moan coming from her vibrating him.Her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft leaving shine from her saliva every time she pulled back.

He loved the feel of her warm mouth and loved the look, her plump lips felt amazing. He felt a slight teeth sensation about once but corrected her. He just watched in awe with his jaw slacked as she moved a little further down. He was so impatient and wanted to now fuck her face for a little bit.

"Let me fuck your face baby. Just stay still with your mouth like that." He said.

Both of his hands now gripping up her long fuzzy hair and begun to apply pressure. His hips began to jerk forward shoving himself further in her mouth. He could feel the tip touch the back of her throat gagging her. His movements started slow at first and begun to now speed up.

Groans and mutters of how good she looked with his mouth on his cock left his mouth. Her eyes begun to water as he continued to attack her throat. She couldn't breathe that well but it was worth it. Thick saliva falling from the sides of her lips onto her leg. With every heavy thrust in her mouth his body tensed up. His eyes were barely still on her, this was such a sight to behold.

Enjoyment and pleasure throbbed through them both, him more so than her. But she still enjoyed herself, pleasuring him and seeing him in such a state was like the most satisfying thing. She felt happy knowing he was appreciating her advances towards him. Her mascara staining her cheeks from the tears falling from her eyes now. Her colored lipgloss staining his shaft and it was glorious. He wanted to cum in her mouth so badly, he definitely had it in him to get his stamina back up after to fuck her.

But he wasn't just yet, he decided he was going to pull out after fucking her and cum in her pretty little mouth. Due to being so busy he hadn't even had the time to get off lately in the last few days. He definitely could tell he was carrying a heavy load. He wanted to coat her throat with it. God if he could last long, virgins were so different when fucking. He knew not getting off for the last few days nor being able to touch himself would cause him to maybe not last as long like usual.

"Baby your mouth feels so divine and I could keep going but I want to see that sweet pussy of yours. I want to feel it."He groaned while pulling her off by her hair.

She gasped for air and coughed vigorously. Saliva falling from her mouth.She was finally doing it.He ordered her to take her underwear off and she did. He got on the bed pushing her back. Spreading her legs eagerly hunger for what lied between them. She was slightly hairy due to the era and how normal it was.

( shaving wasn't a thing until the 80s)

He didn't mind it at all, the rest of her body was smooth. It was so beautifully crafted as if her parents were artists and she was the masterpiece.He wanted to prepare her for his cock, he wanted the experience to be a little less painful for her. He also wanted to pleasure her immensely, he could see the dripping arousal from her entrance. It coated the hair on her lips. He leaned down and kissed her thighs giving little bites to them making her body jump a little. Everything he did brought an increasing spin to her loins.

Purple splotches being left where his mouth once was. He but it down on the flesh. Oh he was teasing her, he wanted her to want him more. They craved each other equally in the moment.

She let out a light gasp as she felt a finger being inserted in her. It was even more of a shock when a second one was added. He watched her from below taking in her appearance. The way he had her in his palm now craving for him was everything .

Her pussy was aching for him, wanting him. The way his fingers curled up on the spongy texture making her hips buck was intense. His fingers worked like art inside her, hitting sensitive spots she never knew were there. His thumb finding her clit drawing it in circles slowly. She could feel a sensation of burning pleasure building up in her as he continued.

Moans like music continued to fall from her mouth and he stroked her with his fingers like a paintbrush. He knew what he was doing and before too long he knew she was ready for him.

"Tell me how bad you want Daddy in you." He asked.

He sat up placing himself between her in missionary, his fingers coated in her sweet arousal. He began to stroke himself using it like a lubricant. Misty found more need for him at his words. She grabbed her breasts giving them a squeeze before whining about how much she wanted him in her. He liked to watch her beg for him, he spread her outer lips. Slapping his fat tip on her clit exciting her. She hated how he teased her.

He aligned himself with her entrance before pushing into her slowly. Both of them left with open mouths, not believing what they felt. Thank god for the coke because it alleviated the pain but she still felt a burning sensation. Her breathe held still, she couldn't breathe. So much was going on in the moment, parts of her never touched were being parted. He could barely hold his composure at the feel of her walls holding onto his thick girth.

She felt like heaven, her wet soft walls hardening him even more. She was so tight and wet for him. Her little hands moving to his chest digging her nails in at the pain.

"Oh my god." She spoke breathless.

His pubic bone meeting hers as he finally filled her completely. The tip hitting her cervix gently before he held still. Letting her adjust to him before he could go any further. If he didn't know better he would've already been slamming into her vigorously like a maniac on the loose. He leaned down to place a wet kiss on her lips. Both breathing heavily in the intense moment they shared.

He liked the feel of her scratching him. Jimmy was quite the connoisseur for inflicting pain but he didn't mind her nails going into his skin this time. Once he felt she was ready he begun to pull his hips back leaving her breathless, his lips still on hers. His pace was slow and deep wanting to absorb all of her. He spoke soothingly in her ear telling her to relax her body. Her breathing started to return to normal and the pain soon started to become pleasure. His hand moving down her body to her clit, rubbing it slowly to match his speed.

Moans leaving her mouth encouraging him to up the pace. He watched as he thrust into her, he could see her creaming all on his shaft. Her sweet treat coated him like paint. He moaned loudly as he felt her clench around him.

"Do you like that baby? Do you like the feel of my cock inside your pretty cunt?" He asked while looking at her.

She could barely open her eyes due the the pleasuring sensation erupting within. The feeling blooming within her like a flower in the spring.

"Y-yes." She whispered.

"Yes what?" He teased as his hips pulled in a swinging motion.

"Yes daddy." She moaned.

She pressed her lips harder against him as her hands went through his raven colored curls. Tugging on them in need.Sweat falling down their skin like rainfall as they moved in sync effortlessly. She wanted this to last forever, the moment to her felt like one in a million.

Her calling him Daddy only made him thrust harder into her. He could feel that he was soon ready to erupt, with every stroke he could feel the sense of orgasm drawing closer. Her moans became louder filling the room gloriously. He was hitting a soft spot in her making her toes curl each time he beckoned forth into her. Her back arching towards the ceiling. He grabbed her hips and started pulling down into his hips.

His thrusts became harder as their bodies clashed against one.

"God I'm almost there baby." He moaned.

His head thrown back and his eyebrows scrunched together, he could barely open his eyes. Sweat dripping down his body as he continued. Her breasts bouncing violently with each thrust god she was starting to drown in pleasure. She could feel herself start to pulse and clench.

The two passionately moving against one another. Both were crying out in pleasure. Her body starting to shake beneath him, he could feel her walls start to clench. It signaled him to lean back and vigorously sway her clit side to side.

"Oh oh my god don't stop please." She begged.

She grabbed his one arm that was still holding onto her hip and dug her nails in. He watched her lose it effortlessly. His hand moving in fast fashion along her swollen clit.

"Cum for me baby." He whispered.

Just like that her body started to spasm and a rainfall of pleasure filled her whole. A loud moan echoed from her swollen lips. She released all the intense feeling she felt from her loins onto him. She painted his cock perfectly. That was what he liked to see. Maybe he even loved it due to the fact the he was the reason for her undoing. He quickly pulled out of her and straddled over her breasts. She laid there breathless.

"Stick your tongue out." He ordered.

She opened her mouth for him, her pink tongue hanging over her lips. She was so flushed from the orgasm and felt drained. His hand stroking himself as his face twisted in pleasure. She could see his stomach pushing out slightly and his movements become stiff.

"I'm coming holy fuck." He let out in a shaky voice.

The orgasm came quick and she was prepared to catch whatever he had to offer. He pressed the budding tip on her soft tongue. The pearly white fluid oozing off into her mouth quick. She could feel the milky somewhat bitter fluid stream into her mouth. Moans continuously leaving his mouth as they stayed there panting loudly. He milked himself slowly until all was done. She swallowed it all quickly.

His sweaty body collapsed besides her. The smell of sex filled the air like an incense. Both lay there out of breath and exposed on the bed.

"Wow." she let out.

He chuckled at her before turning to her and rubbing her face.

"You did so well little girl." He said and placed a kiss on her lips again.

She giggled at that, she was trying to process the glorious moment they shared together. She felt butterflies from the kiss they shared. Her heart starting to settle. She moved to lay with him under the sheets. Her head laid on his chest listening to his heart beat.

"What're we going to do about my dress since you ripped it off?" She asked.

"I'll give you something to wear in the morning. Are you already in a rush to leave?" He asked.

He kind of didn't want her to leave. For the first time he wanted someone to stay and hold. He didn't quite care for that question.

"No I was just asking. I mean I don't have any clothes with me." She spoke.

He was satisfied with her answer, he was happy to hear she was staying.

" I'll take you in the morning after breakfast." He said while rubbing her face.

Breakfast? Taking me where? Even though he did just fuck her he had some interest in her. She was quite the pretty lady. Something about her aura was interesting. Normally he just kicked the girls out after the morning. But her he didn't want to do that too. Not this time.

"You wanna go and take a shower darling?" He asked.

They both needed a shower clearly, both dirty from the sex they had. The coke had them sweating immensely. She nodded and joined him he gave her ass a smack after sneaking up behind. She was so cute the way she ran.

"Watch it." She giggled while facing him.

Her laugh was quite cute, she was beautiful in general. Her body and everything else. He couldn't lie he wanted more of her honestly. The rest of the night ended off smooth and she fell asleep peacefully in his arms after their pillow talk. Both were quite exhausted after their wild night shared. He played with her hair until she lulled away in his arms. She looked peaceful as she slept. For the first night Jimmy felt at rest with someone. Before he knew it he was whisked off into dreamland.

This was truly a night to remember for the both of them. Little did either know that this was the start of something that would either end sour or sweet. Hopefully sweet but with a life like his.... You never knew.

#jimmypage #led zeppelin #1970s fashion #1970s #rhythm and blues #groupie #maturesexy #jimmy page smut #blowjov #handsome older man

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Hello! Congratulations on your 1k event! I was wondering if I could request a matchup for Genshin and Tokyo revengers pretty please

She/her, Gemini, Intp, 5w4

Asexual/heteromantic

Chaotic Good

Appearance: 164cm. Brown wavy hair, dark Brown eyes. Curvy body I guess? I'm pale with visible beauty marks like on my lips. I wear glasses/sunglasses. I've been described as cute and a tease because I always bite my lips out of habit lol. I often have a tired/annoyed expression or a smile. I wear comfy clothes and even pj outside. Or cliché villain clothes, no in between. I try to wear gloves to stop myself from bitting my nails.

I appear as cold and very sarcastic. But I can be charismatic when I want. I'm always polite unless I dislike you (you'll know it because I become passive agressive). How I act depends on how you act with me, unless I'm in a bad mood. In that case I isolate to not break hearts too much. I act flirty around my friends and is known for sometimes playing with hearts (I'm oblivious to it). I'm petty and can go very far out of spite or vengeance. I curse a lot and will call you out on your bullshit with no issue no matter who you are.

I'm moody and not a morning person AT ALL. I'm brutally honest and it affected some friendships because people sometimes won't dare to approach me. I'm also socially obvious to a lot of things. I'm very curious and have a short attention spawn.

Getting along with me is easy peasy. As long as you're not whiny or a hypocrite we will get along. Now getting to know me is....nearly impossible. No friend of mine has managed to make me spill my problems even thought they share theirs and I help them out. My trust issues and daddy issues are too important for that lol. I don't open up and bottle my feelings all the time till I shut down or explode. I isolate a lot when I have problems or I'm just thinking (I love daydreaming). I'm rebellious but also a smooth talker. My friends know I have good intentions and would never wrong an innocent person. I'm the smart but reckless friend cuz I'll always hype up bad ideas for fun. I can be a bit naive. Even thought I have morbid curiosity and shared dubious experimental ideas....morals ain't my Forte. I'm more logical than emotional. I'm ambitious and can't stand my own failure. But I'm also lazy and a procrastinator which is a terrible combo. I'm always willing to debate and learn new things because knowledge is very important to me. I'm creative and innovative, I know when to get to business. I'm very competitive and try to hide it. Yeah I have an ego, so what? if you don't have a solid argument with me, I'll destroy you.

Despite that, I joke a lot and never take anything seriously. It happens that I underestimate people (I beat them later sooo). I'm a big tease and love to rile up people and see them get angry. I subtly insult people when they piss me off.

Because of that, I get very lonely and I'm misunderstood. I don't recognize my own feelings and mask that pretty well as it fools everyone. i don't consider myself to be a good person for some reasons. I envy easily and get annoyed easily because I want to succeed above all lol. Oh and I love money. I like gifting my friends and receiving gifts.

Hobbies: Reading (mystery, thriller, fantasy), true crime, video games, manga, drawing, baking, fighting sports (sparing and shooting), learning, daydreaming. I love space and mad scientists stories. My aesthetic is definitely related to those subjects as well as the sea and stars. Sweets are a must...

I'm insecure about my weight despite not being overweight.

In a relationship, I'm the most chill person. I don't get jealous or clingy. You can do whatever you want. I'm always here to give you advices because helping you out, giving you my time and giving you gifts is my love langage. It bothered my last boyfriend because he thought I wasn't emotionally present and isolated a lot (which I did. I warned him that I accepted out of boredroom and didn't love him but he still went ahead. Then he emotionally cheated on my bd and everyone noticed but me lol. I separated from those friends cuz none told me and I value honesty a lot). I love cuddles but I'll take time to accept physical touch. I enjoy a partner that can keep up with me and be patient and honest because I value honesty. I also love receiving gifts because uh...I grew up with them validating love. I hate whiny and cowardly people. I don't fall first and don't make the first move. I like having fun on dates. By going to the arcade, watching the sky and talking or just enjoying time together at home. I'm a sucker for cuddles but hide it. I ramble a lot when in the mood and like having matching stuff/stealing clothes. I often playfully banter or play fight with my lover

I speak Arabic, French and English. I'm an only child. I study electronics and want to work in space related studies.

Thank you!

hello :> thank you for the request and i hope you like your matchups 🫶🫶

𝗶 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 ₊˙♡﹗

𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 : rindou from tokyo revengers

you are exactly what rindou is looking for in a partner. he loves your bravery to catch others on their mistakes. while you may be scary in the mornings, it’s not something rindou hasn’t become used to due to living with ran for all of his life.

rindou loves quality time so expect him to drag you on many fun dates! he will always listen to you if you get fascinated by a true crime event or if you want to talk about a good book that you’ve recently read! best believe he will talk shit about your ex as well!

if you’re ever feeling down about your weight rindou will also do everything he can to reassure you. despite his scary demeanor, he has the biggest soft spot for you that even ran occasionally pokes fun at. he always wants to make sure his girl is doing alright!

overall, it’s you and rindou (and ran, of course) against the world.

𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 : kaeya from genshin

just like rindou, he adores your ability to catch other people out. you both are often misunderstood (he’s more of a mystery to people than misunderstood actually) and relate heavily in that case.

do be expecting tease-offs with him as well. kaeya, as we all know, loves to tease and will take pleasure in flirting with you at every chance he gets. while that could easily build up uncertainty within you, kaeya is always cautious enough to make sure every word will be understood as coming from his heart. in other words, his love is clear despite how often he will tease.

he finds your lip-biting habit to be adorable, though mostly keeps it to himself because he never wants to change that part of you. if he sees you biting your nails, however, he will lightly chide you in a smooth tone before moving your hand away from your lips. instead, he presses a kiss to your knuckles with a smirk upon his sweet lips.

#genshin one was hard #i was in between wrio diluc or kaeya for u #also the ending was wonky #i hope u like both of ur matchups though #genshin matchups #kalo’s 1k event matchups #kalo’s matchups 1k event #tokyo revengers matchups

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id claire is soo lesbian ehehegsgsgwwgwvwv SHE'S SO CUTE i just want to. pull on her stupid ponytail idk

her ponytail so funny it looks glued on! they need to let her hair down even when she was researching it was up LMFAOO like free her.. ALSO SHE HAS CUTE RED READING GLASSES SHES SO CUTE.. she’s so purdy im sick. i lov her…

#inbox 💌

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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years

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Hello! Sending my ask again.

Can I request something with protective!Pumpkin, please? We know Lloyd would burn the world for her, but what about the other way around? She's confident, sassy (even with his guards as we've seen before), and she has that energy "he's an idiot, but he's MY idiot!" towards Lloyd. What would she do if he was insulted or maimed by someone and she could get back at the person? Maybe some rich asshole who insulted him or cheated on a game but is accusing Lloyd of doing it or something like that, just not someone actually dangerous so she doesn't get hurt. It can be whatever you like, as long as it ends with Lloyd just falling harder for her (if that's that's even possible, lmao).

Lov ya 🧡🧡

“I’m not going to enjoy this. I’ve been to enough of these stuffy parties in my life, and having to go to another one…” your hand rest against the front of the dress while Lloyd was supposed to be zipping the back of the dress for you although you knew he was stalling.

“Rich ego inflated assholes,” you scoffed and rolled your eyes, your complaint swiftly becoming a slow sigh when Lloyd leaned in and kissed your bare shoulder.

“Are you still talking about the party guests, or me?” Lloyd’s teeth scraped against your shoulder as his fingers tugged the zipper up your dress.

“You are an asshole,” you stepped away from him and slowly turned to face him head on, “but you’re my asshole.”

“I’m your asshole, pumpkin?” Lloyd stepped after you and lift his hand to settle upon the column of your neck. “How sentimental.”

“I could still kill you.” You smacked his hand off of you then walked toward your bedroom door, grasping and turning the handle, leaving Lloyd in his place. “You have access to poison, right?”

“You try killing me pumpkin,” Lloyd brushed his fingers against his moustache and stared headily after you, “and I’ll fuck you stupid. And pregnant.”

“I thought you were going to, already?” A smirk tugged at your lips, and you’d winked before you exited the room, closing the door with a soft click behind you.

** ** **

“I still hate this party.” You’re bored out of your mind, and you don’t give a damn who sees it.

You know Lloyd won’t give too shits, you know that he is just as bored as you are. You it for a fact, almost as astutely as you know that he has the insight to bring them all down if he wanted.

“Suck it up, princess.” Your guard and the men Lloyd have watching you don’t hide their disdain for you, and you don’t spare them your ire in return.

“Little demeaning isn’t it?” You quip, toying with the glass in your hands. “Big bad men like you…having to babysit?”

“Shut the fuck up.” One of his men seethes, glaring daggers at you while you watch Lloyd speaking low amongst some men in the darkened corners.

“You could be doing anything else but here you are…watching little old me…” when they grit their teeth, you smirk.

When they clench their hands and in devout aggravation, you feel yourself starting to laugh. You know how to piss them off without trying hard, and you also know that any form of retaliation won’t be inflicted on you.

“Are you sure he finds you respectable?” One of his men opens his mouth to speak and immediately clamps it shut.

Lloyd’s presence nearby makes them silent and you’re all too pleased to be taken away from the boring fools you’ve had to stand by. He grabbed your arm and not so gently dragged you behind him, a pace that had people moving out of your way and as he had come to a stop, all eyes were on you.

“Proof Lloyd Hansen has a soul. Cute-“ a woman hanging off the arm of Lloyd’s associates had looked you over in disgust, her eyes narrowing.

“Have you found definitive proof that you have a brain?” You fired back without thought, immediately verbally jumping at her. “Do you have anything behind your eyes or is it an empty shell?”

“Excuse me?” You could feel vivacious animosity rolling off of her in waves.

“Lloyd Hansen is a sadistic asshole, but at least he has proof that he’s got a soul.” You grabbed his hand and shamelessly shoved it beneath the cut of your dress.

“But you have no definitive proof that you’ve got a brain.” Stunned silence fell over the crowd, and Lloyd affectionately squeezed your breast before sliding his hand out and smacking your ass.

“Hansen-“

“Deals off.” He coolly responded. “Have a good rest of your night. While you can.”

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applefan28 · 2 years

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tony :3

TONYYYY BABY DARLINGGGGG <3333

Sexuality Headcanon: GAY AND T4T AS HELL like there is no denying tony loves boys, you’d have to be pretty blind to how obvious his crush and love and care for jeff is throughout the game. of course, one could argue just because he crushes on jeff, doesn’t mean he can’t for girls. But come on be real, tony wouldn’t like girls other than just having a good amount of besties he’s close to. Tony is Gay and very much Proud of if, and she’s kinda become the sorta spokesperson of gender and sexuality for his closest friends/those he loves. Going more into her gayness and attraction, very obvious tony has a thing for shy, passionate nerds that he can also dote on affectionately (jeff hehe). She’s a bit of a nerd herself in some aspects, but jeff outweighs on that by a long shot and adores that part of him <3

Gender Headcanon: tony is a he/she feminine trans boy who’d say her gayness is a factor in her gender. Ever since he was little, tony’s always had a liking to the stereotypical “girl” interests and likings from loving pink, frilly/pretty clothing, partaking in pretend tea parties and baking, anything that again, would be deemed a solely “girl” trait. And none of that ever goes away, because that’s just what tony loves. Coming out and transitioning into a boy, tony’s confident stride takes that liking into another level of self identity. She might’ve started off with just he/him pronouns because it’s the “boy” pronouns, but i think given her self awareness and pride in femininity, tony would include in she/her pronouns (and own it). As for gay being a facet of her gender, it really comes into play as she comes to realize being t4t. This sorta connection and self love in loving those like you that reflects on yourself, simply just being a boy that loves boys but in a transgender way because of unique experiences and worldviews that comes with, tony is all about that :)

A ship I have with said character: JEFFTONYYYYY <33333 augh, they’re absolute sweethearts man, one of the very very few things that make me alloromantic (aside from marshple) lol.

Tony is super caring and shows concern for jeff when he literally just gets out of bed, hell, she had a dream about them two… it’s so insane. Throughout the snowwood portion, all tony has shown is how much he looks out for jeff by helping it around to leave and head out on it’s quest with ness and paula. Even at their departure and split, tony tells him “remember, we’re best friends!”... actually making me tear up as i type this ahah even when tony was held captured with many others, the one she calls out for is jeff of all people, both for the fact that she hopes he saves him and misses him so, but she believes in jeff and it’s capabilities. Even after being rescued, she tells ness “im jeff’s best friend”, to firmly state his position in their relationship, it’s so silly and cute <3 and the phonecall OHHHHHH ohhhh the phonecall… there’s just so much worry and anxiety and tenderness in her tone and wording… because tony truly misses jeff and wants it to be okay :,( just writing about that phonecall isn’t enough oh my god. One of the moments ever in that game. And then there’s the letter she sends to jeff… how much she misses him and is waiting back at the school… and states how she’ll be sure to clean it’s glasses… ugh…

And that’s just the tony side of the pairing! Jeff doesn’t speak much of tony in the game, but it isn’t until the letter at the end where jeff says outloud “that tony has a heart of gold…” that’s just so simplistic yet telling of jeff’s feelings of her. He’s not one to talk so much of his own feelings let alone just talk in general, but it’s clear it’s aware of tony’s caring attitude towards him. That statement speaks volumes in how jeff feels of her, as i can imagine it being a little flustered and in this unknowing state of love reminiscing on tony, knowing she’ll be back at the boarding school waiting for him

There’s just so much love and heart in those two kids man, by canon alone it’s chock full of their undying bond. Asking me about headcanons between the two ahhhh man… staying up late playing games that were snuck in by maxwell, talking back and forth listening intently about the others’ interests, baking and cooking for the other to indulge in their heartwarming crafts, helping the other out during study sessions, pulling off pranks, going out for walks in Winters’ snow filled landscape, christmas celebrations together… seriously man there’s just so much you can make of these two im forever obsessed <3

A BROTP I have with said character: being a little basic here, but im fond of tony and ness’s friendship being rooted in their shared love of music together! Ness, you can assume by his default “PK Rockin”, would be super into almost any rock genre and music overall (a bit of an oldhead. Also would play guitar). Tony struck me as someone who would study music and sing, and because of how much my boyfriend and i exchange so many thoughts about jefftony, tony being into bubblegum pop and punk. A lot of what them two listen to are somewhat obscure and not in the range of what their generation would listen to, so finding out the other is into this old band as well would lead to sharing in vinyls and CD’s and tapes and showing each other the music they’re into #autisticswagger

A NOTP I have with said character: anyone that isn’t jeff </3

A random headcanon: not mine specifically (props to my boyfriend) but i stand by it very much because I Agree, tony has PTSD from that hostage event in the game where she was, along with others, in those tubes held captive. Such a thing happening to a kid would obviously leave tony scarred and frightened about it, left with nightmares and terrors of the same happening again, or even worse involving either her or jeff :( of course, jeff would be the first she’d go over to for comfort, needing to be by him in bed or held and comforted through means of distraction and reassurement. Maxwell would also help in too, being older than them two, he takes responsibility and action in not only giving a step-in for gaurdian support, but maybe even helping her get some form of professional help too? point is, tony developed ptsd as a result of that hostage, and was left scared and afraid of it happening once more... she'd be a little more cautious and anxious than usual especially towards jeff, and it does chew a bit at her state. thankfully, tony has a very supportive group of friends around him who not only listen to what he's so afraid of and why, but console and offer aid in mending that mentality without judgement. she deserves the love and all else <3

General Opinion over said character: your honour that’s my sondaughter my literal ANGEL <333

#tony earthbound #jeff andonuts #jefftony #earthbound #mother 2 #asks #god i love tony. btw hi lan if youre reading this

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ok starting w beautiful pt3 bc shes playing (u share this one w meg u r my beautiful pt3tuals) (also to an extent i associate u w meg n meg w u). heart shaped things (cups? glasses? pillows?). yours (the song). maybe baby, cherry, love shhh, ily (...), the yeppis & trsr, vity (park), penguins & pangolins, strong bonds...just dynamics....i wld listen to u talk abt dynamics forever if i cld fave thing ever... cherries & watermelons, travel & suitcases, denim!!!!!, banana milk, ciders (& (not rlly) daily alcohol reviews), sexy chicken, like... cute home diy crafts...?, fairy lights!!!, peach (fruit & colour), the warmth that u feel after quickly drinking warm soup or a cup of hot chocolate or tea (or coffee ig idk i dont drink coffee), sebin, broccoli & cauliflower, rants about vocals, ig just rants in general i lov eri rants i love bonding nights, song recs !!!, the eve vity ver, friends that share a bed 👍, sleepovers!, the comfort one gets by talking to their plushies at night, cooking for your friends as a love language, hmm.. home? (+ baby bestie i feel like she needs to be mentioned) shld i stop here

beautiful pt 3 my beloved and @slowrabbitpd my beloved (meg please finish packing HJBDHGJB) heart shaped things my beloved we can continue down the list .... KJDNBGJ me and my Dynamics™️ rants thank u for enjoying them bc otherwise what would i even do . just hold all my feelings inside . pinches the air i can't do that not when there are so many things to see and discuss and cry abt she says holding a bunch of minor comments/moments in her arms and spilling them into the discord chat . nods all of these are so true can't wait for august cider delivery and reviews . FORGOT ABT SEXY CHICKEN HOW COULD I .... for context listeners at home :

anyways continues nodding true so true love that sebi made the cut i AM obsessed w him i DO also love to rant and i DID just share my bed (n cook for my friends) for an entire week and then laughed w the pisces to my sag bestie abt how we so would do exactly what selmsong did and like why did we actually not push our dorm twin beds together in our first ever roommate situation how silly of us . also so true baby bestie shoutout actually i forgot i have something to send u from strawberry cow pajama night pls hold

#and like home okay do u want me to cry #erimail #mail from: millie ❣️#eri.askgame #long post #.save tag

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I'm curious to know how you feel about all the canon ships? 😊

i really fuckin like all of them tbh!! i think the show did a Nice job!!! i AM assuming you mean like. the main six couples yk... but if you also meant anyone else. yk. just hmu again xx

ok so skloom first jsnfnsnfns this looks so. mean. but just. the older i get the less i care abt them. you kinda wish they just like. Move On. learn from the things that happen to them or whatever. develop and grow and have those changes stick to them? yeah. if only. bsnfjaf but i do like them especially when they first meet?? early s1?? shut up they're so sweet. sky always helping her w stuff. shut up. do NOT let this bingo fool you i do care them i just didn't vibe w any of the squares

BRELLA NEXT. SOME MIGHT EVEN SAY THE SUPERIOR CANON SHIP. AND THEY'D BE RIGHT. are they my favorites No not necessarily but can i recognize them as thee best? yes i can. this is like maybe you like whichever my chemical romance album the most but you can take a step back and objectively recognize Thee Black Parade as the superior album of all times arguably. Anyway. they are so fun and nice and sweet and slay i IGNORE whatever was happening in s4 i don't CARE abt any fight happening in s5 or s6 or whenever they are FINE. they are FLAWLESS. i LOVE THEM SO MUCH. i won't even get into why WE ALL KNOW WHY!!!!! CHEF KISS

tttt..... tecmy.... i don't know i don't remember all the shipnames. but. did you know they were my favorites when i was a kid. tecna was my GIRL my KIN if you will when we played winx in class i was always tecna and I LOVED TIMMY SOOOO MUCH was it just like a projection of how much i liked tecna so i just liked everything abt her? maybe but i also did like loser nerd cringefail boys with glasses. i liked them then and i like them now. he's such like. a ken to tecna's barbie. he is the most accessory out of all of them and i LOVE the way the boys in this show are nothing more than accessories. i love that he's like. just kinda useless sbfnsjf and she's thee girlboss and she gives him shit and then she like almost DIES and i Still cry abt how he reacts to that!!! and the whole bit where he figures out she's still alive and they get her back it STILL makes me cry it WILL make me cry when i get to that part in the rewatch. also underrated but early s1 when they start chatting while the others are having a bit of a party? i think it might have been the episode where the girls get grounded? and they just kinda bond over being awkward little nerds. i love you

aight so. florelia. outclassed everyone sorry. the moment helia got introduced HE was my main boy. weird secretive little guy who draws and has beautiful long hair and is weirdly cryptic but captivating i was SOLD. crushing beyond belief. and my sweetheart flora ohhh she was so Sweet abt all of it. she was so shy and insecure and fucking CUTE abt all of it GOD!!! IT WAS SO ENDEARING!!! i love their little buildup. i love that it was a bit more of a slowburn than the others! i love aisha breaking into helia's room like that is not related to florelia as a pairing necessarily but i love them for making that happen i guess? also their little first kiss? 😳 7 years old nove or however fuckin old i was had her little mind BLOWN. it was so. do i wanna say sexy. it wasn't sexy but it was like. idk it Gets to me like... so tense... in that extra stressful moment... :-( i love helia being so idk passive and closed off the entire time but he Initiates things then here and there when it matters and Also drawing flora in his spare time i get it i get it. i lov them. this is where the mcr black parade analogy comes in bc while i Know brella superiority and also objectively the most attractive couple Bitch i am telling you. florelia actually the prettiest two of them all. hands down. periodt. and. i like them. the most

waaaahh rivusa UGH i. i like them i do like them of course i do but i am also kinda like. bored. they have kinda the same problem as Skloom where it's just kinda. the same thing over and over innit. it is a bit more inchresting w them tho i guess. and i LOVE to see a more complicated? i guess? relationship in a cartoon. i love to see messy little bitches anfjskf i love that they go back and forth and it's not linear and they butt heads and fight cause like. it's normal it's cool to show That part of relationships too but. tragically sometimes i wish they'd just stay broken up idk eye. give it a fuckin break. you gotta give it up at some point. and i am also someone who's not super into like Angst or whatever i WILL get bored of this back and forth!!!! but over all at the end of the day i love them deeply they're wonderful and compelling and interesting and i want the best for them. i want them both to eat well

aisha and nabu god BESTIES i am SO SORRY i marked the i really need this to be canon square bc by that i mean i wish it was fucking endgame i wish they didn't do THAT!!!!! FUCK OFF!!! they are. beautiful and perfect i Love their buildup i love. controversia but i think that nabu stalker era kinda served. snfnksjf like obviously #problematic but shut upppp he had a good reason i forgive him it's ok. i love aisha being mad at him at first (fair. slay) but then she just finds out he's actually fantastic and a good match and she can't resist his charms after all.... curse him!! i think it's a really nice trope???? eh it's not really a trope probably but like the arranged marriage to genuine loving relationship kinda served! it was a cool dynamic!! they're PERFECT

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smoochesforghost · 5 years

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been thinkin about @darkswap lately

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turmac · 6 years

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@xweetheart @neotag-artfight twiggy

#neo af #xweetheart #revenge attack #kougra #SCREAMS SHE IS SO CUTE #IM LOV HER #SUCH A NICE SWEATER #ND I LOV HER LIL PATCHES AND GLASSES #A SWEET GAL #team warf #mypost

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sunshineyuuji · 3 years

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How the JJK characters would react to seeing you with glasses for the first time [Pt. 2]

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: Bad English and cringe???

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨: Noritoshi, Mai, Miwa, Tōdō and Junpei

𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨: This is the second part of my first headcanon! I hope you’re liking it 😅. Below I’ll leave a link to the first part in case you want to go and read. In the next post will be the ultimate daddys, don't worry 😏. Enjoy! 🥰

𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙠: JJK reacting to you with glasses [Pt. 1]

He notices, of course he does, but he's not going to say anything. Of course, he'll look at you from time to time.

I think he was expecting it, because he noticed that from time to time you had difficulty reading or seeing things from a distance (it can also be up close or both. In my case it's from far away) so he hoped that soon you would have glasses.

If the others say something about your glasses he'll only say "they fit you well" or "they look good".

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he thinks badly of you or anything, he just doesn't know what to say. He prefers to keep what he thinks.

But I can assure you that when he said they fit you, he meant it.

"Damn, you look like Maki."

Ma'am... it's a compliment, right?

Ugh, the teasing this woman does. She loves it, I don't know why.

"Aww, you look so cute with them on~."

She'd grab your glasses just to annoy you. She finds it cute when you get mad and again I don't know why.

She gives you compliments just to tease... or not?

"Hmm, those glasses don't look bad on you~."

In short, Mai teasing you because that's how she is. But beware, she does like how you look with them on. So everything she said is true.

*takes a deep breath*

WHEN I TELL YOU I LOV-

I'm sorry, I just adore Miwa.

Continuing with this hc, Miwa as soon as she sees you goes CRAZY when she sees your new look with those glasses.

She doesn't let go of you for a while, saying how beautiful you look with your glasses on.

"Y/N, they look fabulous on you! You look beautiful."

So... precious... *holds her chest*

She's going to have to get a little used to having to see you with glasses, but she's going to LOVE looking at you with them on.

She asks you questions about your eyesight and how you feel with them on. She wants to know if you're comfortable with them 🥺.

Lil' shit will tease you a little about them.

"Hey, hey. What are those glasses for?" I don't know, to see better? 🧍‍♀️

He would spend all day wondering about your glasses and asking you to borrow them to see them. Please don't do it. He's capable of breaking them even by accident.

Leaving that aside, he would tell you how good your glasses fit and don't you dare say that you think they fit badly because he'll give you aggresive affection (lol, I'm sorry).

"Excuse me?! Those glasses look great on you! Never say that again or I'll sit on top of you!"

It's just that I see him being like that. Like, remember that ep where he slapped Yuji twice and wanted to be supportive? Yeah, exactly.

He takes a photo of you and sends it to Itadori telling him how beautiful you look.

Thinks you look adorable too. He doesn't know why, but he finds it adorable.

*sighs*

BABY, I LOVE YOU, PLEASE MARRY M-

I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I love Junpei. He deserved better 😭.

Anyways, let’s talk about precious Junpei.

He has a good image of you, so if you make any changes to your physique he’ll notice.

He doesn't say anything to you at the moment, but then he starts talking to you about how they look good on you and how he likes them. He didn't say anything at first because he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable 😭.

"Um... they look really pretty on you, Y/N."

PLEASE, HE’S SO CUTE, WHAT THE FU-

He would feel bad if you feel insecure. For him you look beautiful with or without glasses.

He would give you compliments. They might be simple compliments like "you look pretty" or "they look great on you," but he means them with all sincerity.

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uwuwriting · 4 years

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Denki, Dabi and Bakugou in a secret relationship

Request: hii!! i loved your post about the secret relationship being exposed and i was wondering if you could do the same for dabi bakugo and denki - anonymous

Um this was supposed to go up yesterday, I had queued it but tumblr decided to just deleted. Oh well. I hope you like it you guys even though its a day late. This was fun to write. Love ya. 💖💖💖

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warnings: some sexy times mentions, fluff

Kaminari Denki

-Kaminari is an idiot.

-I don’t even know who you’ve managed to keep your relationship a secret.

-90% sure the whole school knows and just pretends to be oblivious.

-Anyways.

-It kinda bothers him that he has to keep it a secret.

-He wants to scoop you up and spin you around in the hallways, hug you after a really rough training session with Bakubro, kiss you when you are being extra extra cute.

-Plus he wants to brag to the other idiots for getting a girlfriend first.

-But alas he respects your wishes and tries to keep it all under wraps.

-Your parents are pro heroes and have warned you about the dangers of dating since you are their kid.

-Villains wouldn’t hesitate to threaten you with your significant other if it means they’ll get to your parents.

-So now Kaminari is stuck sneaking in your dorm late at night only to spend a few hours with you and give you as much kisses as he can fit in the little time you have.

-Surprisingly he has kept it a secret for almost a year now.

-No slip ups, no marks on his skin after a spice night, none of your clothes could be found in his room whatsoever.

-Apart from his usual flirty nature towards you, there was nothing that could indicate that you two were an item.

-Now being in your third year, things had gotten rather serious with your hero works.

-Most of you if not all had been working along side a pro hero for the last year or two but that didn’t mean they would take you in after high school.

-Every student had to wait for the acceptance letter from the agency or an agency in general and they would be set for their hero work after school.

-You had been working with a hero agency since your first year and you were pretty happy.

-But the pro hero you had been with decided that after you were done with your hero studies, he would retire leaving you with no agency to boost your career after school.

-Kaminari was as devastated as you were.

-He tried comforting you as much as he could, extra hugs and kisses, more snacks and movie nights, anything to help you cope with the fact that you would be back to the starting line once school was over.

-He hated seeing you cry.

-Then the unthinkable happened.

-Mt.Lady was a well known hero and one with a desired sidekick position that no one seemed to really fill.

-You had just helped her stop a major villain attack tricking the villain and capturing him before he could do any real damage in the area.

-To say that Mt.Lady was impressed was an understatement.

-She contacted your hero agency and asked if you had already signed a deal with them.

-You can see where this is going.

-When you got the notice from Mt. Lady’s agency you were over the moon and so was Kaminari.

-He was so happy that the person he loved the most was finally getting what she deserved.

-He had dragged you to the janitor’s closet to give you his personal congratulations, catching the attention of a certain red head.

-He kissed you like there was no tomorrow, his arms keeping you as close as possible, flush to his chest as he peppered your face and neck with feather light kisses.

- “I’m so proud of you babe!”

-You tried to keep your giggles on the down low to no avail since Kaminari’s goal was to make you laugh.

-For a long moment you didn’t care if someone found you, you were so happy and so comfortable in Denki’s arms that you didn’t want to leave the closet and go back to your hidden lives.

-Then you saw the light coming from the door, getting ready to lightly scold Kaminari for leaving the door open when you made eye contact with Kirishima......and Mina ..... and Sero..... and somewhere in the far back with a pair of ruby red eyes.

- “Babygirl is everything alright?”

-He hadn’t seen them yet, then he followed your line of vision and the man has never yeeted you out of his arms faster in his life.

-Your friends just stared at you in complete shock for a full minute before Bakugou broke the silence.

- “Oi you own me ramen Kirishima.”

Dabi

-With this guy I’m not surprised that you managed to keep it a secret.

-Oh no no no.

-I’m surprised you managed to get him into a relationship.

-It wasn’t easy though you would give him that.

-You were part of the LoV of course and well you didn’t really take any of their shit.

-The only person you respected was Kurogiri and that was borderline pity.

-He had to babysit a 20 year old killing machine with issues, many issues, many many issues.

-When Dabi approached you with his signature flirty and I-only-do-one-night-stands-babygirl attitude, you being the idiot that you are took the bait.

-The LoV knows of yalls nights together but they only thought that that was it.

-Dabi slept around and you were a really attractive person.

-Plus they knew you both were bored so sex was, to their eyes, the only solution.

-What they didn’t know though was that Dabi was starting to catch feelings and soon enough he hated seeing you remotely talking with another human being.

-Then that fateful mission happened and the deal was sealed.

-You were spying on Overhaul and his lackeys, hidden in his underground lab watching as they went around doing stuff.

-Then you heard a childish scream and it was the first time Dabi saw fear flash in your eyes.

-You turned around following the source of the screams absolutely ignoring Dabi’s protests and threats.

-It was like you were in a daze and Dabi felt the terror sink his claws in his throat as you passed by so many of Overhaul’s members nearly getting caught.

-When you reached the glass door that led into Eri’s experiment lab, he saw the color drain from your face and your knees buckling.

-He caught you before you hit the floor dragging you away from the lab door despite the fact that you clawed at his coat to put you down.

-He felt his shoulder getting wet and that’s when he saw the tears that were falling freely down your cheeks.

-He had managed to calm you down long enough to convince you to leave before you got caught but luck wasn’t on your side when one of the lackeys spotted you.

-Dabi was a few feet away from the exit, becoming reckless at the sight of freedom not noticing the masked individual pointing his gun at him.

-You noticed though.

-And you got in the way, pushing Dabi to the ground as the quirk cancelling bullet pierced your side leaving you to fall to the floor with a grunt and a strangled pained moan.

-The next few minutes were a blur.

-Dabi didn’t remember how he got you out of there or how he was now on a rooftop with you pressed flush against his chest as the affects of the bullet made you tremble.

- “Shh doll, shhh. I’m here I got you.”

-He knew your trembling was not entirely because of the bullet, he saw how your eyes glassed over at the sight of Eri back in the lab and he knew that this had something to do with your past.

-He used to get the same glassy eyed look on his face when he would see Endeavour on the news shortly after his “death”.

-Things changed after that.

-He didn’t take you to the hideout that night, he brought you to his apartment where he helped you clean up your wound and calm down.

- “I know it’s not my place to ask but what the hell to you happened back there?”

-When you explained what you’ve been through and how those screams brought back things you thought you had long ago buried, he was left gawking at you.

-For some weird reason he believed that you were just a brat who ran away from home on some rebellious whim.

- “Ugh what am I saying? You don’t give a damn! Why did I even-”

- “Touya.”

- “What?”

- “My real name is Touya, I-I wanted you to know.”

-Sharing a heart felt night analyzing your past trauma with someone you sleep with is one way to get yourself into a relationship.

-You both agreed to keep it secret and you did keep it like that for a long time, a very long time.

-The LoV never truly found out.

-Some had their suspicions sure, Mister Compress had even made a bet with Toga but you two never gave them any further hints apart from the constant paired up missions you went on.

-The only one who knew was Kurogiri.

-He had caught you two spending the night together on a rooftop, all cuddled up together your hands intertwined as you looked up at the stars.

-He was getting back from an emergency snack run when he saw the familiar glow of Dabi’s blue flames and your characteristic giggles.

-He never said anything and when Dabi came to him to ask for some pregnancy facts, he knew that he truly loved you.

-No one ever knew and no one will ever know.

-Unless the run into you two in five years while you’re out for a walk with your son.

Bakugou Katsuki

-Sparky sparky boom boom man is a lil bitch.

-Don’t try to argue you know that too.

-You just need to accept it.

-His way to approach you was by insulting the living shit out of you before making you reach the tip of an anger fit.

-He knew how to press your buttons and it made you fume.

-You had to give it to him he was hella attractive and his true personality shined through his faced at times.

-And so did his worry for you.

-You got together after his kidnapping.

-He suffered from nightmares after the incident and one night he came to your dorm, trembling and cold sweat running down his spine.

-He had no idea why his feet led him to your room, he just knew that you were now wrapping him in a fluffy blanket and putting on a Disney movie as you hugged him so so tightly.

-He slept over and the next morning he confessed.

-Actually you both confessed but those are useless details.

-In reality it wasn’t even a confession with words.

-You both woke up facing each other, your noses touching and I don’t know who leaned in first but next thing you knew you were kissing his hand cupping you cheek while the other intertwined with yours.

-Keeping your relationship a secret with this one is easy.

-He is still being a lil bitch to you and you are still sassing him back.

-Behind closed doors he is kinda sweet and caring not a lot though because even with you he has to uphold his reputation.

-After some time though he calms down and is a cuddle bug.

-Like he will tackle you on the bed the moment you close the door to his dorm, restricting any movement until he is satisfied with the cuddles.

-Baby even said ‘I love you’ first awwww!!

-He was so shy about it.

-Anyways.

-That’s a story for another time.

-He doesn’t really care about keeping it a secret anymore.

-He’s low key tired of hiding.

-Much like Kaminari he wants to kiss you whenever he wants, hold you and hug you till you can’t breathe after he gets back to the dorms after a rough patrol with his hero study.

-But oh well the cat isn’t out of the bag yet and you being third years now you couldn’t really do something about it.

-You spend so much time with him that you would think that some of your classmates would like sniff you out.

-But no.

-They all dumb af.

-You would spend a lot of time with him and the Bakusquad since your first year so they just think you’re really good friends.

-Todoroki kinda knows but he doesn’t at the same time.

-Some mannerisms remind him while he was in a secret relationship before Momo found out but then he sees how Bakugou treats you just like any other person so he is really confused.

-More confused than usual.

-Now you got outed by the man himself.

-Bakugou is not good with jealousy.

-Jealousy and Bakugou should never go hand in hand.

-You were talking to Mina in class, leaning on the desk behind you.

-Your skirt had ridden up show casing your thighs making Bakugou think back to some noises you made a few nights ago.

-If he got hard he would blame you and he would be extra pissy.

-He was enjoying the show though.

-He watched you like a hawk.

-The way your body leaned back making your legs straighten and flex slightly or how he could see the hickey he had left right at the base of your neck the other night that you’ve tried to cover with make up.

-He could see it because he knew it was there, to an outsider everything was normal.

-He was jolted out of his daze by Mineta’s voice.

-And the sound of your name on his lips.

- “Look at Y/N’s thighs! She could suffocate me with those legs and I would thank her!”

-Kirishima smacked him upside the head trying to shut him up.

-Kaminari was slowly escaping the scene because he saw the small sparks in his friend’s hand at the comment.

-He chose life.

-Mineta though didn’t stop.

- “I could lose myself between those legs. Oh the noises she must make.”

-Now what happened next is a huge question mark.

-The end result however was Mineta almost being blasted out the window and into space and Bakugou almost popping the vein on his forehead.

-You had to get in between them and try to calm down your boyfriend.

-Most of your classmates had long forgotten Mineta and his whining and had zoned in on your hands on Bakugou’s chest or on his arm that had wrapped around your waist in an attempt to push you behind him.

- “You ever dare speak my girlfriend’s name I’m blasting you to the next dimension.”

- “Katsuki please calm down it’s fine.”

-Legit you both forgot that your relationship had been a secret for the past three years.

-You floated back into reality when Present Mic himself asked.

- “YOu TWo aRe aN iTeM?????”

-Chaos ensued and a crap ton of explanations.

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heavensickness · 2 years

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would hg woohoo them tho?

if toasty would mod sims so hard to make his current ffxiv character, would she?

or if nightowl would make onion to indulge him in their dumb activities?

or if xyx would make himself as a glup shitto with extremely hot brother who looks suspiciously similar to xyx himself, would she still go for "the real xyx"?

(quest wouldn't play sims, he's too much of a server grandpa for that, also, if she'd ask him on the server, societyboy would say that sims are stupid and childish and he only plays gta:online because he can wear joker suit there)

SCREAMMM THERE ARE SO MANY GOOD SCENARIOS HERE I LOVE U

hg and nightowl: look, we made you in the sims! he is wearing the same glasses with you and he is a comp sci student too. right now he is crossing his arms because he is angry at our own sims. do you like it??? ^_^

onion, choking back tears: it's fine.

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JOKER SUIT ANDIQIDJWJ i don't think about s*cietyboy because i truly hate him ❤ but hg would make him in sims and make him pee his pants or fall asleep in public. xyx would also do that and send screenshots to hg captioned "idiot bastard pissed his pants again" and hg replies with a bunch of heart emojis

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i think Quest would like the sims but he would play it in an animal crossing way? making his sim paint, go fishing, gardening, living a quiet life. he would launch the game on the weekends, see his lil sim and its cute house, and go ehegehehe :^). he would get attached to his beloved sim too and would get sad when his sim dies :( i lov Quest so much

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i made this post for different AUs where she is dating each of them ajfjajdj not at the same time! and hell yea she would woohoo her love interest!!! idk anything abt ffxiv but if other players can see ur characters woohoo, then she wouldn't 🙈🙈🙈 she's shy

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xyx WOULD set traps. at least 5 sims who look like him. she has to find the right one by learning each of their traits. she would find him eventually before he almost got eaten by a cowplant. most tragic love story since romeo and juliet

#hg69 #blooming panic #quest #xyx #nightowl #onionthief #things i'm playing

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hizashis-lil-bunbun · 3 years

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No Rest for the Wicked- HardDom!Dabi X Fem! Brat Reader

Prompt: Dabi just wants to take a nap but everything goes wrong

I asked a friend in one of my discord groups for a random writing prompt when I was up late. Something about this one activated my inner ✨brat✨

Enjoy!

Word Count: 3.3k

Kinks/Warnings: brat taming, degradation, pain play, spanking, belting, mild dacryphilia, bondage, edging and denial, hints of dubcon

Banner made by the always lovely @ladyshinigami!

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Exhausted.

That was the best way to sum up Dabi’s mood as he trudged through the bar fronting the League’s headquarters. Shigaraki had sent him out on a mission with orders to “stake out and take out” a small band of up-and-coming heroes. It had been easy enough to find them (newbies can never resist being flashy), but making sure they were all disposed of was another matter. A matter only made more complicated by a few rogue civilians that happened to spot him. It had taken him two full days to track everyone down, leaving him covered in blood, soot, and burns. In short, Dabi needed a break.

“Well, well, well.” Came the nasally voice of their fearless leader, “The prodigal son returns! Took you long enough, Dabi. Hope that means you didn’t fuck up the mission.”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist.” Dabi snaps back, too tired and sore to care about his tone. Not that he’d be any kinder to Shigaraki if he wasn’t. “I did what you asked and left no witnesses. Now piss off before I turn you into a smoldering pile.”

Shigaraki didn’t rise to Dabi’s bait, opting to simply flip him the bird before going back to whatever game console he was currently obsessed with. Dabi returns the gesture in kind, glowering as he disappears behind the bar and into the League’s living quarters. Their warehouse provides more than enough space for everyone to have their own room, and the boss even allowed them to decorate and furnish them as they pleased. Wasn’t that generous? Dabi plods down the hallway to his assigned room and kicks open the door only to find it was occupied. By you.

“Dabi?” You question for a moment before your eyes light up with excitement. “Dabi! You’re back!”

As a fellow Stain devotee, you’d sought out the LOV and been initiated as a member a mere six months ago. And two months later, you’d been initiated into Dabi’s bed. You wouldn’t exactly call yourselves “lovers.” Love was few and far between in a hornet’s nest of villains. But you’d certainly become something more than the occasional lay.

He grunts as he stalks into the room, shedding his coat and boots as he went. Dabi was never big on grand displays of affection. And in his current state, that small show of acknowledgment may as well have been equivalent to a bear hug.

“I missed you.” You chirp back, undeterred by his gruff response. “How was the mission?”

“Long and shitty.” Came his terse reply as he strips off the rest of his clothes and grabs a towel from a nearby wall hook. “I need a fucking shower.”

He wraps the towel around his waist before he sets about searching for body wash and a first aid kit. Greedy eyes roam the plane of his toned torso, eager to touch the scarred and stapled flesh you’d spent many a night mapping out. Before joining the League, you’d never had an opinion one way or the other on touch or physical intimacy. You didn’t dislike it by any means; it was just something people did, fuck buddies or otherwise. But now that you’d shared a bed with Dabi, your perspective had changed. His rough touch was your drug of choice, intoxicating in all the best ways. And with him being gone for almost 72 hours? It was safe to say you were jonesing for a hit.

“Oooh, sounds like fun.” You purr, sprawling out on the mattress in a catlike stretch. “Want me to join you? I think we could use a little… quality time together.”

He snorts derisively at that, straightening up once he’d found his supplies and fixing you with a deep scowl. So pretty even when he’s pissed. You bat your eyelashes in return.

“Don’t get cute, dollface. Once I get cleaned up I’m passing out for the next century.”

Before you can shoot off another coquettish remark, he turns on his heel and marches out the door in the direction of the communal showers. You huff and clamber out of bed to follow him, determined that he wouldn’t get away so easily.

“C’mon Dabi!” You whine, trotting along behind him as he stalks down the hallway. “I haven’t seen you in days! Are you really just gonna give me the cold shoulder?”

“Yup.” He snaps back, shooting you a harsh glare over said shoulder before barging through the bathroom door. From the other side you can hear his bark of “Move it, psycho!” followed by an indignant squeak from whom you can only assume to be Toga. You huff and stamp your foot like a petulant child, turning on your heel to flounce off in the direction of the League’s bar front.

“Bastard.” You seethe under your breath, “Who does he think he is, ignoring me like that? It’s his fault I’m so pent up. If I tried ignoring him when he was all hot and bothered–!”

You pause for a moment as a lightbulb goes off in your head. A single impish thought flashes through your mind and it causes your lips to curl into a Cheshire grin. He wants to play games? You’ll give him games.

You continue your trek into the dimly-lit, woodpandeled speakeasy, a renewed vigor in your stride as you make a beeline for the bar top. Kurogiri is standing behind it as per usual, wiping out a pint glass like the faithful bartender he pretends to be. You sidle up to the bar and place both hands on the oaken surface, adopting a sweet, too-innocent lilt to your voice.

“Kuro-baby.” You purr, the cutesy pet name causing the misty specter to look up from his task. “Can I have a glass of water, please? With lots of ice, if you don’t mind.”

Wordlessly, Kurogiri sets down the glass and picks up a shorter one, using it to scoop up a generous portion of ice from the freezer below before filling it nearly to the brim from the tap. If he has any suspicion of you, he’s very good at hiding it. The same can’t be said for Shigaraki, sitting a few stools down from you and still tapping away at the buttons of his console.

“Fucking with Staples again?” He questions disinterestedly, followed by a hiss of annoyance when the game lets out a series of gunshots. He must have gotten himself killed again.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You shoot back airily, swiping the glass from Kurogiri’s outstretched hand and hopping off your own barstool.

“It’s your funeral!” He calls after you, waving you off with one hand. You snicker as you march back into the living quarters, one hand wrapped around the chilled glass and the other flattened over the top to ensure you won’t spill a drop along the way. Soon you find yourself back in front of the bathroom door and, suppressing the urge to giggle, you slowly push through it and into the steamy room beyond. In spite of the hideout’s outward appearance, the place is surprisingly clean and well-kempt (all thanks to den mother Kurogiri). Two sinks stand against the left-hand side of the wall, with two doors opposite them leading to the toilets. Next to the sinks are the showers: three open-faced, tile cubes barely covered by flimsy plastic curtains. Toga is standing in front of the nearest sink, wearing a skimpy pair of Hello Kitty pajamas and washing the blood and goop from her latest transformation out of her navy, pleated skirt. She looks up at you when you enter and you quickly put one finger to your lips, smirking as you point between the glass and the running shower beyond. Toga lets loose a sadistic giggle of her own before hastily shushing herself when you hear Dabi’s bark of “Pipe down out there!”

As you move past her, you can see her mouth the words, “You’re so dead, big sis.”

You can feel a jolt of adrenaline course through your veins as you sneak up to the edge of the tiled wall separating the shower from the rest of the bathroom, the glass in your hand shaking briefly. A small amount of water sloshes over the rim and spatters onto the floor, the sound barely overshadowed by the shower.

“Doll?”

His low, rumbling voice coming from the other side of the curtain sends another shiver down your spine.

“What are you up to out there?” He growls dangerously, as if he has a sixth sense when it comes to you and your shenanigans. For just a moment, the rational part of your brain takes over and makes you question your actions. Dabi’s already in a foul mood, and getting worse by the second by the sound of it. Maybe if you hold off and behave like a good girl–

Your body seems to move of its own accord. The next thing you know, the contents of the glass are sailing through the air, arching high over the plastic curtain rod and landing with a messy splat onto your unwitting victim on the other side.

“What the fu–!” Dabi’s curse is cut off by yours and Toga’s mad giggling as you sprint out of the bathroom and down the hallway. Passing by a very confused-looking Spinner, you dart inside Dabi’s room and slam the door, locking it for good measure. Seconds later, he’s pounding on it, using enough force that you’re convinced it might splinter and break off its hinges.

“Open this door right now and make this easier on yourself!” He roars, furiously jiggling the handle.

You let him pound away for a few more seconds, in part to allow yourself time to catch your breath but mostly to delay the unenviable punishment. With a deep, steadying breath, you plaster on a mildly amused expression, undo the lock, and pull open the door. Dabi is visibly seething, water dripping from his hair and cascading in rivulets down his toned chest onto the towel slung low on his hips. His brows are knitted together in rage, turquoise eyes flashing dangerously while one hand is still raised in a fist.

“Oh hey, babe. Done with the shower al–?”

His hands are around your throat before you can blink, your sassy remark devolving into a high-pitched squeak.

“You little bitch.” He spits at you, forcibly backing you further into the room as he advances. “Was that your idea of a joke?”

“N-no.” You gasp in response, voice slightly raspy from the pressure on your jugular. “I just thought–“

“Thought what exactly?” Dabi growls, kicking the door shut behind him with one foot before giving your shoulders a hard shove and pushing you onto the bed. You land with a slight bounce, the momentum giving you just enough time to prop yourself up on your elbows.

“Well?” He hisses, venom dripping from the word as he glares down at you.

“I was worried.” You start slowly, tone almost loving as you gaze up at him with big, doe eyes. “You seemed so tense when you got back. And don’t think I didn’t notice those new burns on your arms. So I thought, since the mission was so hard on you…”

Your face suddenly splits into a shit-eating grin.

“I thought you might need to cool down for a minute.”

Dabi blinks for a second, seemingly struck dumb by your remark. And then his hands are back on you in an instant, roughly flipping you over to lie chest-down with your legs hanging off the edge of the bed.

“Of all the stupid–“

Your shirt is ripped over your head from behind.

“Immature–“

There goes the bra, clasps and straps lost to a wildfire of blue flames as it falls away from your body in a charred heap.

“Bratty little schemes.”

Your leggings and panties are harshly yanked down, slipped off, and discarded into some unknown corner of the room. You feel cool air hit your legs and backside, moments before a harsh slap lands on your right cheek. With a yelp, you cast a wide-eyed glance over your shoulder at the menacing presence behind you; a pillar of rage and sadistic urges looming over your naked form.

“You wanted my attention that badly, dollface? Well I’m sorry to say you’ve got it now.”

Before you can react beyond a pained, needy whimper, Dabi hooks his right arm under your thighs to haul you up and onto the bed. He lays his full weight across your back and reaches around and underneath the farthest edge of the bed to produce a simple, black cuff, attached to the nylon spreader running along the underside of the mattress. Giving it a few cursory tugs, he grabs ahold of your right wrist and yanks it towards the corresponding corner, attaching the device with practiced speed and precision. You continue to writhe and pant below him, muttering a litany of curses and “no’s” as he does the same to the opposite side. You’re now bound by both wrists, unable to do more than thrash wildly on the mattress in a humiliating, spread eagle position.

“Seems like you need a reminder of who’s in charge around here.” He snarls in your ear, pushing himself off of you and marching over to his discarded pile of clothing. You can hear the soft rustle of fabric, followed by the telltale clink of metal on metal that makes your eyes go wide.

“Y-you wouldn’t dare…” You start breathlessly, just before the first blinding sting of leather greets your exposed skin, right at the juncture where the soft swell of your ass meets the tender flesh of your thighs.

“That’s where you’re wrong, sweetheart.” Dabi says mockingly, his tone dripping with false pity and saccharine sweetness as he takes his place at the edge of the bed once more. “I don’t have any problems dealing with a mouthy… little… brat like you.”

His words are punctuated by three more vicious blows, this time striking the meatiest part of your ass and sending the pliant flesh jiggling. The metal rivets in his belt only add to the pain, biting into your rapidly heating flesh and causing tears to prick at the corners of your eyes. Shifting your hips in a futile attempt to get away from Dabi and his newfound torture device, you roll partly onto your side and look over at him with watery, pleading eyes.

“S-sir… Dabi, please!” You sputter out, voice already wavering as your resolve crumbles beneath the stinging sensation. But Dabi’s not in the mood for bargaining. Instead, he growls as he wraps an arm around your waist and shoves his left knee underneath your belly, hiking your ass further into the air.

“Hold still!” He barks at you, another crack of his belt sending a fresh wave of searing pain along your already raw skin. You scream in agony, unable to do more than wriggle and squirm against his hold.

“Start counting, brat.” He demands huskily, your only warning before the next punishing spank meets your burning flesh.

“One!” You gasp out, “I’m sorry! Please–!”

Another blow lands, somehow harder than all the others, revisiting the spot where ass and thigh meet and causing you to wail in pain.

“Too late for apologies, dollface. The only thing I wanna hear from that slutty little mouth is counting. Understand me?”

The arm looped around your waist tightens in warning, and you hiccup before sputtering out a shaky, “T-two.”

“That’s more like it.”

He continues spanking you at a steady pace, the only respite coming when he pauses to hear you choke out the next number. By ten strokes, you’re bawling. By fifteen, you’re practically brain dead, unable to quell the sobs that wrack through your body or think beyond the next count. He mercifully stops at twenty, dropping the belt and loosening his own grip on you. All you can focus on is the burning pain radiating out from your tanned backside, sobbing as you bury your face into the pillow below you for comfort. Dabi’s own breathing is heavy and ragged, and he takes a few deep, measured breaths to steady himself. After a few moments, that hand that once held his belt is carefully laid on the curve of your ass, and you gasp both at the gentle touch and the shock of prickly pain it brings. Judging by the way he strokes the heated flesh, you’re sure the silver eyelets have left a series of bruises behind.

“S-s-sir.” You blubber, “I’m... I…”

“Shhhh, quiet down.” He says softly, voice uncharacteristically tender as he runs his hand along the width of your heated cheeks. “It’s over now. You did so well.”

The unexpected praise makes you whimper beneath his affections, devolving into a quiet moan as his hand travels even lower, fingers coming to rest at the entrance to your heated core. He begins to gently massage at your folds, middle finger slipping inside to find you impossibly wet and clenching around the digit.

“You filthy little thing…” He breathes out on a chuckle, “Are you really that turned on by me beating the hell out of your cute little ass?”

His finger delves deeper, pussy eagerly sucking him in as you keen below him. His free hand begins to lightly scratch up and down your back, goosebumps rising in the wake of each careful caress. Without thinking, you shift further onto your knees, fighting through the pain to push against his hand.

“Please, Sir.” You moan wantonly, “More. Please.”

With another dark chuckle, Dabi slips a second finger inside of you and begins to languidly pump them in and out. Pain and pleasure meld together in a sinful symphony, pants and whimpers coming from you as you rock your abused body against his own scarred flesh. He adjusts the angle and crooks his fingers downwards, curling them just shy of that sensitive bundle of nerves you know would have you seeing stars. Your back arches as you hungrily push against him, dignity forgotten in the face of pure, carnal desire.

“Getting impatient, are we?” He growls teasingly, fingers suddenly slipping out from your sopping core and wrenching a high-pitched whine from the back of your throat. He moves off the bed entirely, ordering you to stay put as he walks over to the nearby dresser and opens up the top drawer. Like the cuffs would allow you to do anything otherwise.

“Ah, here we go.” He says after a few seconds of rummaging, striding back over to the bed and taking up residence behind you. You feel the mattress dip under his weight seconds before his hands find your hips, roughly hauling them upwards and forcing your face further into the pillows. You shriek as he grabs ahold of your left cheek and squeezes harshly, pain shooting up your spine like a bolt of summer lightning. Something hard and cool prods at your quivering entrance, briefly brushing against your clit before being plunged inside of you. The sudden stretch feels at once too much and deeply satiating, sending burning, pleasurable heat licking across your oversensitized nerves. Once the toy is sunk to the hilt, Dabi gives a short grunt of satisfaction before sliding off the bed and circling around to lean over your quivering form. You turn your head to face him and he smirks at the sight of your fucked out expression: eyes red and puffy, cheeks streaked with half-dried tears, lips swollen from the bluntness of your own teeth.

“Aren’t you a sight?” He hums lowly, brushing away an errant strand of hair to plant a condescending kiss to your temple. “Such a needy little slut for me.”

With another dark chuckle, Dabi pats your cheek, straightens up, and turns towards the door.

“Wait!” You squeak out, squirming against your restraints as you watch his retreating back. “You’re just gonna leave me like this?”

“That’s the plan, dollface.” He shoots back, casting you a wicked grin over his left shoulder as he pulls the door open. “At least until I finish my shower.”

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