#throws this at u with the force of a shining sun

[juuuulez]

i sound rlly weird asking but can u make a part two of the jerk!ng off head cannons for carl 😇😇

literally of course my man ALWAYS deserves to feel good

this is short and sweet, also strayed away from headcanons and did a little bit of a fic….actually loved writing this

NSFW under the cut, all characters depicted are 18+, MDNI.

It was a hot summers day in Alexandria, resulting in a group of teenagers making their way down to a nearby lake, intending on cooling off and having some fun.

Usually, Carl considered himself more… mature than his peers. There was a war actively brewing, and that’s not to mention walkers, so he didn’t see the value in such a meaningless activity.

Yet, you’d convinced him to come.

“Please, Carl. It’ll be fun!” You’d pleaded, “What else were you gonna do all day? Read comics?”

At the time, he’d protested, made some excuse that he was helping his father. But he wasn’t, and you were right.

So here he was, sitting on one of the large rocks lining the lake, flannel still cast over his shoulders.

The few other teens, yourself included, were enjoying the cool reprieve from the heat. Splashing around, throwing handfuls of sand at each other.

Carl was trying his hardest not to look at you.

Now, he’d never actually seen.. so much of a woman before. Sans those lewd comics, but this was different.

Your bikini was tiny, spaghetti straps wrapping over your shoulders, little triangle cups covering a portion of your breasts. Though the bottoms didn’t match, they were equally small, riding up your ass cheeks and showing a sliver of your inner thighs.

“Carl! Come in!” You’re suddenly calling out to him, which immediately draws his gaze. There’s no avoiding it as you tread closer, propping your elbows up onto the rock that he’s sitting on.

It only squeezes your breasts together, presented nicely in the frame of your arms. Sitting there, waiting.

He forces himself to maintain eye contact, not wanting you to pick up on his obvious disarray. The flush of his cheeks, or the way he squirms a little under the attention. “No, I’m alright.” He excuses.

But you won’t accept this, your grin widening as you hoist yourself onto the rock, coming to sit next to him. “C’mon, you’ve gotta chill out a bit, sometime. Taking a quick dip in the lake isn’t gonna hurt anyone.”

As you speak, your wet skin brushes against his flannel, the contact only worsening the flood of emotions that Carl is experiencing. It’s too much, too quickly, the presence of a pretty, dripping wet, girl is too much to handle.

The sun shines down through the trees, reflecting off your water-coated skin and hair, making it shine. Little droplets slip down your curves, and his eyes fall to one in particular, travelling down the open valley of your breasts.

“I’m going to check the perimeter.” Carl quickly says, swiftly standing up and turning away from you, not wanting to spare another glance at your body. It’s too tempting. That, and a shameful blush makes it’s way to his cheeks, his own body reacting to the contact in a way he’d rather you not realise.

He trudges past the treeline, out into the expanse of forest that circles the lake. It’s not too far off from Alexandria, in fact, he can just see the walls from this distance.

Carl wants to stay, he really does. Anything to put that smile on your face, where you’d say his name in that happy tone, completely enamoured by the smallest thing.

But he’s got a problem to deal with.

He leans against a tree, the thin flannel acting as a barrier between his back and the bark. There’s an obvious tent in his swimmers, poorly hidden due to the loose material.

“Fuck..” Carl curses under his breath, a little annoyed that he even has to do this. It doesn’t feel leisurely, but a chore, an irritating burden that needs to be solved before he can go have fun with everybody else.

So he takes another look around, making sure the area is clear before snaking his hand underneath the waistband, letting his fist wrap around his half-hard cock. A few strokes brings it to its full length, already hot and throbbing, where he can pull it free.

This isn’t the time to draw it out, so Carl clamps one hand over his mouth, the other working feverently to jerk himself off, as quickly as possible.

Yet, he can’t help but fall into a pleasurable rhythm, eye falling closed as he savours the feeling. His mind wanders, curious as to what you’d think of him now, doing something so lewd with no privacy.

It causes embarrassment to well in his gut, but it only fuels his desire, squeezing his hand a little tighter around his length, thumb collecting the precum from the tip only to spread it back down.

Each time his mind lingers too long on you, in that tiny bikini, he can practically feel it oozing out of him. Desperation floods his veins, now more focused on cumming, a reality that isn’t far away now that his brain is filled with images of you, on your knees before him.

What would your mouth feel like? Your hands? Would you take it slow, drag it out, or were you more of a quickie person?

Eventually Carl’s mind lands on you with your mouth open, plump lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. He similarly stimulates the swollen head, groaning into the back of his hand as he finally shoots his load onto the forest floor.

The pleasure begins to subside, ebb away, but the embarrassment stays. Though he takes a moment to compose himself, try and regain his footing, when Carl finally comes back to the lake, it’s quite obvious the boy is in some state.

There’s tree bark in his hair.

You smile, finally coaxing Carl into the water. He still doesn’t look at you, all embarrassed and flushed. This time, you make a point to lean as close as possible, to stroke your hand up his arm, let your thighs touch under the water.

How long will he last this time?

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

"It's a good thing we brought towels" | modern!AU frustrated!levi at the beach

✧ notes ➼ 18+, smut, car sex, public sex, frustrated levi, sub to dom!levi, filth, everything i write is filthy

ooooooooook im writing this beach scene for my fic and now i cant stop thinking about dragging my tongue across levi's abs jkdjkjkf

minors dni btw lmao idk what u all expect from me at this point

like

imagine being at the beach, just hanging. you're in your two-piece bikini and you were actually able to drag levi with you for once. he usually hates the beach—there's no way he would get into that filthy ocean water and sand gets in between his toes. it just sounded miserable all around. but once he arrived and saw you in your bikini, he began having the thought that it just might be worth it

imagine you immediately feeling something within your core when you see levi take his shirt off, wearing only a pair of swimming shorts even though he had no intention to swim. it's not like you haven't seen each other both naked quite a handful of times, but there was just something about him that made it mesmerizing every time. it was the way his abs were perfectly molded into him, how the sun seemed to shine off his skin, his happy trail that led down below his shorts, his toned arms seeming to be all you can think about, and how good his fingers always feel inside you.

before long, he's dragging you to your car, after the both of you had been forced to spend the latter half of the morning simply watching each other without being able to relieve the rapidly building tension. you quickly crawl onto him, planting your lips onto his, his tongue immediately entering your mouth and wrestling yours for dominance. you felt his hands gripping at your hips and the more you began to grind on him, the more you began to feel his cock through his swimming trunks.

imagine being so frustrated that you push levi onto his back across the seat, slowly dragging your tongue across his abs, getting to taste and take in everything that you were only allowed to admire with your eyes. you felt him shuddering underneath you as you dragged your tongue up from his abs, across his pecks, and gently along his neck, nibbling on his ear.

"frustrated?" you'd whisper.

that's when something would snap within him. before you know it, he's flipped over so that you were now the one on your back as he pinned your wrists up against the car window. he'd look at you with his intense grey eyes, slowly taking in all of your features.

his hand would gently caress your cheek, down to your jaw, brushing gently over your neck, with him lingering a bit longer as his hand dragged over your breast, down your abdomen and towards your pussy. you felt yourself tense, getting increasingly excited and frustrated as his fingers came closer and closer to your heat.

you'd shiver as you felt levi push the fabric of your bikini off to the side to expose your pussy to him and he'd gently press his fingers against your already swollen clit, drawing gentle circles, a smug look entering his eyes once he saw the way you moved under him.

"who's the frustrated one now?" he mumbles.

as soon as levi noticed your eyes rolling to the back of your head and the way that your body was tensing, he removed his fingers, prompting a whine from you. however, your whine quickly turned into an embarrassingly loud moan as you felt him immediately enter you fully with his cock. after giving you a second to adjust, he'd start slowly moving his hips, sliding in and out of you, your slick coating his dick and he felt his own breath hitch as he felt your pussy suck him in, causing him to grip down on your wrists harder.

his thrusts go from slow and steady gradually to rough and sloppy as he saw how your body reacted every time his hips made contact with yours. he'd throw one leg of yours over his shoulder so he can get a better angle, with his own grunts becoming audible as he felt himself go deeper and deeper into you.

the two of you had started your makeout session with some social tact in that you didn't want to make it too obvious that you were relieving yourselves in the back of your SUV, but that was no longer the case, as your moans echoed throughout the car and his thrusts became rougher and rougher.

"l-look what you fucking do to me, _____," he'd mumble under his breath as his own composure quickly began to falter as he watched you fall apart under him.

his own thoughts became scrambled as levi began chasing his own high, a coat of sweat covering both your bodies, with the car windows beginning to fog up from the combined body heat of both your bodies. he slammed his hips against yours until he finally pulled out, spilling his cum all over your stomach.

his grip on your wrists would loosen as he used his hand to hold himself up from falling directly onto you.

after a few seconds of panting, he'd look into your eyes and gently press his lips against yours, tucking your loose strands of hair behind your ear.

"it's a good thing we brought towels."

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[chycoin]

HUGE SPOILER AHEAD!!!

Watch “TRASH FRIENDS” before reading. If you haven’t watched it and still read this, pls don’t say I didn’t warn you 🫠👍

Just watched “TRASH FRIENDS” and the thumbnail really made me think this was going to be an episode focusing on the way Mario has been treated by Smg4 and his friends (at least that’s how I see it) but I wasn’t expecting an episode about Smg3’s insecurities and fears (mostly insecurities)

I really was caught lacking because I was expecting something and I got the opposite lmao. I should be familiar with this guy’s content already and know that the only thing expected from these episodes is the unexpected xD, but anyways back to talking about the video.

In previous episodes we see that he gets a little bit of customers such as in the episode “You used to be cool” and “CEO OF RIZZ” but in this last mentioned episode he tries to advertise his café after Boopkins’s date works out in the end and so does the same in “SMG4’s NEWS.”

At first you think “Maybe he wants more than what he has” but after watching this episode you realize he’s actually struggling with his business and last weeks episode you change your view from his actions and see him as more desperate rather than greedy after watching this latest ep.

Constantly trying to get more people into his café and taking every single chance he can see to advertise no matter the place or time, like life depends on it.

And talking about chances ._.xD

(This goober losing the video to a basketball, I’m dead😭)

Smg4 comes to this guy’s café for his help to get his “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” back because boi lost it and he wants Smg3’s help because their “FRIENDS”

Of course Smg3 saw this as a chance to advertise his café because HOLY SHIT MICHAEL JORDAD!!! A famous basketball player that anyone would want to have the chance to meet and that’s a chance that Smg3 is willing to take because it means his business would BLOW UP *someone throws them a chair*

Btw when Mario shows up to offer his help, I expected Smg4 to be more happy that he has his avatar buddy always trying to help him but instead…

Don’t get me wrong, I know they got a little weirded out about the fact that Mario is a regular around the Junkyard due to him eating at that location but still, that dialogue still sort of hurt me man qwp

But anyways back to my review of this episode and giving my acoustic povs that nobody asked for.

They arrive at the junkyard and after being there for 5 seconds, they find the legendary pokemon that goes by the name of “Michael Jordan Endorsement Video” (sorry for my weak ass jokes, I just woke up and my humor is a little broken rn)

After having the video on sight, Mario pulls a Yoshi and beats the crap out of the spaghetti plate where the video so happened to land on, in one go. Obviously, causing the other two to try and force the USB out of him but both failed as Mario did a BLJ through the trash and forcing 3 & 4 to dig through everything to find him.

Now… the part I was dying to talk about and hopefully I can let out my thoughts the proper way.

As the two spend an entire evening just digging through trash, they start a friendly conversation until Smg4 touches the Smg3’s CnB topic which causes Smg3 to get nervous and lie about everything being fine because he has something that every human being has unfortunately, ✨I N S E C U R I T I E S✨.

Which I understand because bruh, 3’s been seen as a bad copy of 4 who’s the total opposite of him for a good piece of his life, if not his ENTIRE existence and now that’s he’s going through a change in his life for the better, he’s going to face a lot of these insecurity episodes because he’s so used to being seen as the bad guy, the bad copy, The Villain. Always people seeing what 4 does and never looking what 3 does which got him into that dark path.

Is like the Sun and the Moon kind of thing. The Sun (Smg4) can shine the brightest while the moon (Smg3) is just a floating rock shining the least. I’ll bring this up again at the end of the review.

But yeah, Smg3 has insecurities and is more shown when they reach the entrance of Mario’s hiding spot.

-Part 2 🫠👍-

[pomplalamoose]

Heyyy!!!

whenever u have time if u could PLEASEEE write some more ANH Luke Skywalker hc 😍🥰

pls there is a a serious lack of Luke content 😪🫶🫶

Of course dear anon, here you go🩵🩵

We, as a society, need more Luke content in our lifes and I'm more than happy to deliverrrr

• Tatooine is a pretty shitty place to get to know or to date anyone, so I think the young people have their own way around that

• because you can't go anywhere without potentially running into someone wanting to rob/enslave/blackmail/hurt/kill you, I think spending time with Luke would consist mostly of doing your everyday chores together

• safety is in numbers and companionship makes even the most drab tasks seem bearable

• and nobody will notice if both of you take way longer than usual because you're so busy making googly eyes at each other

• (they do notice but Owen is mostly glad how your company keeps Luke from talking about leaving, so he doesn't mention it)

• so imagine cleaning up and sorting through the garage together

• just sitting by his side, sharing jokes while he works to fix his uncle's equipment or looks after his land speeder

• maybe, if that's your thing, you help out as well and then try your hardest to get the oil stains off your skin after while Luke laughs at your frustrated face

• probably the height of romance is going to the market together to buy ingredients for your meals with two of your fingers intertwined because it's too hot for holding hands and you're both shy

• or taking trips to Tosche station (because of course) and, with a racing heart, you slowly and carefully rest your head on his shoulder

• when he doesn't shake you off you're overjoyed

• he, on the other hand, doesn't dare to say anything, too afraid you're going to scooch away again

• so he drives more slowly than usual to have more time alone with you

• halfway there you have lunch together in the shade of big rocks and talk about everything and nothing, blushing and looking in another direction when one of you makes eye contact for too long

• and, my favorite: watching the two suns set together

• he'll bring you home after because Tatooine is even more dangerous at night

• he says goodbye with a small and polite kiss to your cheek, hoping your family won't see

• he'd notice your nervousness once aboard the Falcon

• while he isn't so sure about all of this himself he wants to seem cool and tough in front of you and does his best to keep up with Han and Chewie

• secretly he might be worried that you will end up liking Han more

• he's totally the type to get a little jealous when he sees you smiling at someone else other than him

• (there's no way Han hasn't outright flirted with you yet)

• so he does his best to keep the two of you separated and as far away from each other as he possible can

• like, no, you can't sit there, he's going to sit next to Han in the cockpit!

• no, you can't go looking for Han, he was just about to ask you a question!

• Han isn't even that funny, why are you laughing??

• he'd sulkily sit in a corner and throw looks in your direction whenever you're with Han too

• if you notice, he'll pretend to not care at all with whom you're having a good time

• but truth to be told, he's sad

• I'm not sure whether he's even aware that he's acting like that

• someone (Obi-Wan) could probably intervene at this point, but there's no way he's going to do that

• he's having the time of his life

• don't worry though, Luke's time to shine comes around when you declare how unbearably cold you are

• did you exaggerate to get his attention? Possibly

• either way it works immediately and he'll offer to sit next to you to keep you warm

• when you agree he's ready to burst with pride

• he waits until Han is looking and then drapes his arm around your figure, feeling absolutely superior

• it takes a lot of restraint to keep himself from grinning obnoxiously

• when Obi-Wan starts teaching him about the Force and lightsaber techniques however, he isn't so self assured anymore

• especially not when he's supposed to ditch or reflect blaster bolts while not being able to see

• underneathe the helmet his cheeks are burning red when he hears your laugh ring out alongside Han's

• he feels decidedly better when you start cheering him on and clapping loudly once he gets the hang of it

• you think he looks adorable when he finally removes the helmet and his hair is slightly sweaty and all over the place

• maybe, if you're feeling bold and the moment is right, you'd like to run your fingers through it under the pretense of tidying him up a bit?

• think of that scene where they hide in the Falcon's secret luggage compartment to make it seem like nobody is on board after being sucked into the Death Star

• because wo do you think you'll get pressed close to while waiting for the Empire's men to leave?

• sadly we never get to see how exactly they all fit in there but imagine half sitting half lying directly on top of Luke

• possibly he's even holding you very close, the situation totally requires it if you ask him

• you can feel his heart beating steadily but fast with how your head has to rest against his chest

• is it because he's afraid you'll get caught or can you dare to hope it's because of you?

• much later you can't take your eyes off him because he looks just a little too good in his new pilot uniform

• at this point it's probably your turn to be a little bit jealous as you are by far not the only one trying to check him out discreetly

• people shout greetings and turn their head after him wherever he goes

• (not just because he spectacularky saved their princess, although that's what you want to believe)

• and, because of the way Luke is, he'll reciprocate the attention happily, unaware of your feelings

• too bad you don't know he'd never chose anyone over you

I'm not quite sure whether you wanted just Luke headcanons or Luke x reader headcanons, hopefully I got it right😅

[gloryhrs]

˖  . ⁺ ˳ ⟡ 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐍𝐈𝐂! ━━ 「 Ichigo Kurosaki. 」

male reader. ʚɞ edited from my old acc.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "ARE YOU SURE he’s gonna like it?" The seventeen-year-old watched as his younger sister buttoned up the strawberry-decorated shirt. Yuzu rolled her eyes at her brother’s self-doubt, "Yes Ichigo, this shirt is going to make him swoon over you even more!" She patted his back with a bright grin on her face. Ichigo didn’t know why he was nervous, you and him have been dating for over a year now, and today marked the two year anniversary of your relationship. He dusted off his white jeans and looked in the mirror for any imperfections, the strawberry shirt and white pants were now free from wrinkles, and his hair was freshly cut. Thank God for little sisters.

He grabbed the bags from his bed and began to make his way downstairs, the vibration in his pocket making him stop in his tracks. He checked the device only to see your message, 'I’m at the spot now! Can’t wait 2 see u! (✿❛◡❛)'. He chuckled at the use of kamoji’s and numbers through your texting. "My son is all grown up now!" Tears streamed down Isshin’s face as Karin rolled her eyes and passed him a tissue. "Your mother would be so proud of you right now!" Isshin cried while Ichigo mentally cringed at the way snot bubbles started to blow out of his dad’s nose.

"I’m leaving, see you all later." He ignored his dad's pleas and cry and quickly stepped out the door with a disgusted look on his face. "Bleh." He dusted off the imaginary dirt off his shirt and started walking his way down the path.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ YOU MENTALLY CHECKED every square in your head as you neatly laid out the bowls with the food sealed inside onto the red and white checkered blanket. The sun shined down on your beautiful bronze skin and the cool breeze blew through your tight shoulder-length curls that had two strawberry pins to hold them back. As you were setting up the sound of a soft voice made you look up. "( Y / n )?" Ichigo's cheeks started to heat up when he saw the strawberry pins in your hair.

"Ichi! You came, and brought food with you!" You stood up to walk over towards him to look inside the cute animal-like containers. "Aww, you brought fruit! And most of them are strawberries!"  Your eyes sparkled continuously as Ichigo felt his heart flutter slightly. "Um— yeah, I knew how much you loved strawberries so...." He turned his head to scratch his red-tinted cheek which turned into a brighter shade when you grabbed his hand to pull him towards the picnic blanket.

"Whoa, you cooked all of this?" His eyes trailed over the food that made his mouth water slightly. "Oh yeah! Did I cook too much?"  You muttered softly as Ichigo's eyes widened slightly from the sad tone of your voice.  "Wait for N—No! It's just that…you didn't have to do this." He reached his hand out to caress your cheek which was mostly covered with freckles. Feeling his warm hand kept you both at ease for a minute until a loud shriek destroyed the moment. "Eh? What the hell Kon?!" Ichigo glared at the thing that was trying to open the container with pork buns inside of it.

"I'm—trying to open this thing!" Kon struggled to open the object when his eyes landed on you and then started to twinkle. "Wow! Is this your boyfriend Ichigo? Are you sure you didn't force him to become your boyfriend?" You started to laugh when Ichigo grabs him by its head and held him up as if he was about to throw him, "Wait Wait! Let me have something to eat first!"  "Hell no!"  Whilst Ichigo was arguing with Kon you started to sneak him two pink Mochi balls.

"Here you go, Kon!" You gave him the sweet treats as his eyes started to sparkle, after struggling from Ichigo's grip he latched his little arms around your neck and kissed you all over your face whilst muttering 'Thanks You's' under his breath. "Alright, that's enough! Get out of here!" Ichigo grabbed Kon by his head and threw him out of the field with an imaginary vein appearing on his head. "Thank you Ichigo's boyfriend!" He waved at you as you laughed and waved back, " You're Welcome! Come back anytime! "

When Kon was out of sight Ichigo turned his head towards you and sweatdropped, "You have such a kind soul, ( N / n )." Ichigo trailed his hand to your face once more to feel your soft skin against his hand that made your cheek warm up. "Well…my mom always told me if you treat people with kindness then you will have a longer life." You titled your head to lean into his hand even more which caused his cheeks to redden and laugh at your cuteness.

"Y'know, I'm still wondering how much of a lucky person I am to have you in my life."  Ichigo leaned forward to connect his lips against yours in a soft and loving kiss. This kiss wasn't like the other kisses he has given you, this one seemed more gentle and caring than the others. "Woah…you never gave me those types of kisses!" You laughed and started to chatter whilst touching your lips that had a tingling feeling, like when Ichigo kissed you for the first time.

Ichigo's cheeks started to heat up again at your cuteness, how could he be so lucky?  "Ichigo? Are you still there?" You snapped your fingers in front of his face until he finally snapped out of it a minute later. "Yeah! Are you ready to eat?" He held and opened the container that had the strawberries inside. "Of course, my love." You pecked his cheek before crawling closer to him.

© gloryhrs, 041223. // notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

[sailorshadzter]

a quick wip from a few weeks ago that i finally decided to finish lol

setting is technically the night before jon would be betrayed by the night's watch (fuck u timelines, i cant remember if sansa was married to ramsay by then, but again... fuck timelines)

She wakes to the sound of howling wolves.  

Blue eyes flutter open and she lays there, dumbstruck, for how could it be? But then it comes again, the howling is so very close, she swears it must be outside her very window. And so, she forces herself from the bed, pushing back her thin blanket, shivering as her bare feet hit the rushes.  

Crossing the room, she throws open the window, uncaring of the snow that blows inside, the icy wind stinging her face as she leans out, thinking for a single moment that there would be Lady, there would be Grey Wind and all of the others down below, singing to her there in the home they’d all left behind. But, as she should have known, it was nothing but a storm raging outside that called to her, a winter storm with winds howling like the wolves she once knew, once loved. She should have known; she should have known.  

But just as she goes to close the window, she hears it, the unmistakable sound of a lone wolf’s howl. Tears fill her eyes as she inexplicably thinks of Jon, the bastard born brother surely lost to her, the brother she’s not seen for years now. But she thinks of him all the same as she waits for a wolf to answer the first one’s call, but silence falls, for even the storm seems to have ceased its screams. And so, she closes the window and returns to the bed she calls her own, pulling the blanket over her head as she shivers, knowing there would be no warmth to be had this night, or even the next. Perhaps not ever.  

But she smiles all the same, closing her eyes as she drifts off, hoping to dream of the family she’s lost. 

[ x x x ] 

The dream is the same as always. 

He’s there in Winterfell’s courtyard and the sun shines brightly, like it had once done when they had been little more than children. They were all there- Robb and Bran, Rickon and Arya, even Sansa with her auburn hair, golden threads of sunlight woven into her vibrant tresses. But then the dream changes and they’re all gone, nothing more than piles of bones left to be buried beneath the rising snow. Try as he might, he cannot save them, he cannot stop what comes, each and every time. 

When he wakes, it’s to a thumping heart and screaming wind. 

The snowstorm has continued to rage, having begun sometime the day before, the drifts knee deep by sundown. Sitting upright, he realizes only a moment later that Ghost does not sleep on the floor beside his cot, surprising him, for the wolf had been unusually close over the last few days. It was as if he sensed something was coming.  

It is early hours still, well before dawn, but he forces himself from his bed, limbs stiff with the cold as he stuffs his feet into his boots. He rarely can return to sleep after that dream- the one of a past he barely even knows anymore. The faces... They were all just a blur to him now, people lost to him through time and death itself. Except for Sansa... He swallows, picturing that beautiful red hair once more, shining in the summer sunlight, like the crown of gold she’d always wished to wear. He doesn’t know much of her whereabouts, but he does know it’s not a golden crown she wears. There’s an ache to his heart as he thinks of her and all the others lost to him, wondering if somehow, someway, the gods might allow them to meet once again.  

He can only hope, he can only dream.  

[the-letter-horror-lover]

BORUTO ALTER: Last Shinobi by SongofVedas

Anime » Naruto Rated: T, English, Adventure & Fantasy, Naruto U., Sasuke U., Boruto U., Sarada U., Words: 112k+, Favs: 48, Follows: 49, Published: Dec 2, 2020 Updated: Jul 19

21Chapter 1

BORUTO ALTER: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS

-EPILOGUE-

THE EARTH.

Herds of animals.

the crackling of a fire.

Stars shined above, granting the simple clansmen a miniscule of light.

There was naught here, not much.

Nothing but..swaying old trees, tall in their resplendence. Ancient guards of an age, somehow, older than they.

As the clansmen tumbled through the dark, it became evident they were carrying something.

it was a child.

The clansmen were of dark hair, wearing tightly bound topknots. All of them, both men and women, carried weapons.

They continued in hurried, hushed silence.

Soon, the group broke from the belt of vast trees. A hill sprouted before them. A light came from it-

Some of the clansmen dared to smile then. From their expressions, you could tell hope had not seen them for some time.

The foremost of the tribe, the one carrying the child, grunted as they came to the crest of the hill.

The light was nearly blinding then.

As the childbearer strode into the light, some of the clan halted in their brave march up the hill, now fearful of the alien sight before them.

"Ninurta.."

A voice from within the light echoed.

The child was gently placed before the grace of a force that rivaled the sun and all around it.

However..

The childbearer frowned as the light began to fade away. From it..

The one that bore white hair, tinged with slight blue hues. His skin pale, color matching that of the missing moon.

Six magatama symbols lined the forgone deity's neck, and its body itself was adorned in robes of simple design but fine make.

The being approached the child carefully, kneeling before it.

The being opened a roaring palm.

Within it, an orb of lethal and wicked energy sprouted. It swirled and cackled, belching out into the air as hissing strikes of lighting.

The tribe knew this engery-

Nadi. The strange gift given to them by this very same figure, tale of old.

The life force that gave them powers beyond that of flesh.

Now..

despite the power's preachings, its warnings..

something felt wrong. The childbearer, the leader of the clan, hesitated-

Then bolted to take back her precious cargo.

Perfection's demeanour instantly viled-

A wave of air puslated from the white haired one- throwing the woman backwards with such harsh force she instantly broke her neck upon hitting the hilly ground.

The child wept-

Some of the clan began fleeing in terror.

"Do you not know what's at stake? I'm trying to save your wretched kind!" The being spat-

the clan continued in their retreat- down to the last.

In silence, the child's wails continued. The nighttime air wrestled against those ancient trees, creating a hiss that accompaned the Demon's kind voice.

"Eat.. Ninurta. This is a joyful fruit.. one that blooms only once a lifetime. One that comes at the cost of everything. Eat Ninurta, and free those of your creation from this cycle."

BLACKNESS.

Wind howled. Boruto squinted as blonde hair sped past a scarred eye. His vision was a blur- but Himawari's body was just ahead- crumpled- wounded-

Above!

Senses twanged. Boruto gathered chakra into the soles of his feet-

The ground below exploded into a cackling spread of onyx ink, devouring all matter it came across. The ink faded away like ash in the wind, leaving behind gaping holes and crevices in the places it missed.

Boruto landed upon a jutting stone, shifting his weight as he shouldered his sister, simultaneously raising a gleaming sword. A black cape billowed behind him, weeping over the ruins of Konoha.

He released Himawari, her eyes shooting open in awareness. She landed beside him, crouching while chakra began flaring around her shoulders.

"Isshiki..." Hima snarled.

Her eyes tensed, veins bulging. Blonde hair parted across her forehead, revealing two Byakugan that glared ahead with raw, white anger.

The young shinobi tapped a pinky against the pommel of his sword. In seconds, a stream of electricity sprouted along the blade's edge.

Laughter- laughter once so familiar to him filled the air.

"Twins of the Cursed Eye.. finally getting serious, are you?"

A snap of light-

Isshiki rose from nothing. Wasting no time, it stabbed its hand for Boruto's torso.

Boruto sidestepped the attack, expanding a web of lightning around him in lethal defense.

His attacker vanished-

"Ningi-Mo-Mikoto!"

Boruto followed the sound of Isshiki's stolen voice. The figure was now in the air, but his jutsu spread about Boruto's feet.

Thousands of hands sprung from the earth, some of them groping for Boruto's legs while others held shining mirrors.

Boruto contorted his free hand into a jutsu sign.

"Hima!"

Himawari nodded- she stopped moving, closing her eyes as the hands covered her.

Boruto emptied his mind. He saw nothing.

Then- he saw his father.

Isshiki slapped its hands together as it descended in the air.

Boruto watched Isshiki's pale fingers weave against each other-

The fingers around Boruto's legs tightened their grip- he was immobile.

A clap and hoo' of thunder darkened the sky.

Chakra- vile, overbearing- bellowed in the air. From the heavens, a snake of electricity shot towards the earth. It then split into six parts- each one finding one of the mirrors scattered amongst the field of writhing hands.

The spears of light reflected off of the mirrors with a twang, each one hurtling for Boruto as his foe fell from above.

"...Jōgan.."

Sound creased.

Isshiki stopped as lightning crashed into now empty space. It landed amongst its hands, turning about as the limbs melted back into a waiting body.

Isshiki paused...

Within midair, reality opened.

Isshiki's mind froze in surprise.

THE girl? ho-

"RASEN...!" Himawari bellowed- her fist was cloaked in red, swirling chakra. She flew through the air, Holding her wrist with her left hand as she pumped more and more chakra into her right.

Too fast, Isshiki thought. It attempted to-

"...KEN!" Himawari finished.

Her fist connected with Isshiki's jaw, sending it flying backwards. Pain flew throughout its receptors as the creature was sent crashing through stone.

Blood poured from Isshiki's borrowed mouth. Its body convulsed as it tried to rise to shaky feet.

The destructive power of the Rasengan used in conjunction with the Byakugan..

Isshiki smiled, vomiting blood.

Surely these two are worthy of the Divine Tree!

To the figure's right, another pocket dimension opened. This one bit sparks of lighting that danced across ruined stone. From it, Isshiki could see Boruto's silhouette as he marched forward, Jōgan gleaming.

"Get up, Isshiki." Boruto flourished his blade.

Isshiki smiled.

"So unlike your fa-"

Boruto was upon Isshiki in seconds. He swung his sword in a downwards arc. Isshiki ducked, vanishing into thin air.

Boruto's Jōgan screamed- His visual prowess altered him to Isshiki's movement-

Boruto dropped his sword, clapping bruised hands together.

"Uzumaki Fuinjutsu:...Samadhi.."

Two massive ethereal oni heads crashed from underneath the stone. With mouths agape, tendrils of chains erupted from between the specter's pointed teeth.

The chains swirled in a vortex of whipping metal, until finally they tightened around Isshiki's wriggling body.

Now- Boruto thought. Hima sped ahead of him- leaping in the air.

"RASENKEN!" She roared, fist glowing with lethal chakra.

No-

Boruto whipped one of his chains around Himawari's ankle. He swung her backwards, flipping her through the air.

Isshiki's body began to glow. One arm broke free of the chains- then another.

Then, another.

Boruto felt the chakra of his jutsu- it was being absorbed by Isshiki. He dispelled the chains, glaring into the smoke as Himawari stood beside him.

Himawari grinned, blonde hair flecked with blood and grime. Her teeth were sharpened. One of her eyes bore the Byakugan, while the other was red, with a single black slit down the middle.

Boruto called his sword back to a waiting palm, Jōgan glowing.

"He's coming." He warned.

The smoke parted, revealing Isshiki's new form.

Four curling horns, like that of a ram, sprouted from the front and sides of its head. Black and segmented tattoos lined eyes and lips, while its pupils glowed bright yellow.

The chakra that rose from Isshiki.. it was..

Boruto glanced over to Himawari. She felt it too.

Kawaki.

Boruto activated Kāma. Tattoos suddenly spread across the right side of his body- geometric in shape, pointed and dangerous. As they settled across his skin, the markings turned a bright blue.

Beside Boruto, Himawari's chakra was ablaze in anger. Three tails had formed themselves from the cloak that wavered around her body, red chakra visible to Boruto's Jōgan.

Isshiki laughed, its voice an unholy combination of memories and pain.

"Come, children of Fate!"

Boruto's gaze darkened.

[hadani]

@beforewecrash.​ cont. 

     dina looses a snort and throws it at her underhand. ‘ i don’t think sponges usually have frosting in them. ’ she could just barely make out some of the brand. hos-- something. it looks like the same things her dad used to eat. ( no --- those might have been chocolate. she can’t quite recall. ) ‘ you want to wash your clothes with them? -- feel free. ’ 

[smolla-than-a-bug]

Being in my feels 🥲 so I wanted to ask if you can write about mitsuya, chifuyu, draken, shinichiro, and baji reacting to their hopeless romantic BFF/crush coming back from a date upset because the people she keeps meeting all just keep acting nice at first but end up just wanting to get into their pants

tokrev boys when you deserve better

ft. mitsuya, chifuyu, draken, shinichiro, baji

[ navi | tokrev m.list | request rules ]

content — gn!reader

notes — finally posted after a while omg !! dont let anyone treat u like ur worth nothing more than ur body. dont be shy kick em where the sun dont shine 😁 kinda went off on this theyre pretty long compared to my other hcs

⚜️ MITSUYA doesn’t normally resort to violence, but with the way he’s seen this situation one too many times, he feels the need to step in. You’ve been hurt way too much for things to just be settled with a verbal confrontation, no, he’s fighting for your honor. He does this behind your back, though—after he’s comforted you and given you another talking-to about no more crappy dates with crappy people because you’re too good to be settling with the likes of them. The second you fall asleep, seriousness clouds his expression and he goes out to find those that wronged you, determined to educate the foolish. The next day, you’ll be left to wonder why a certain person is covered in bruises and bandages, and when you look at Mitsuya in confusion, he merely shoots you an innocent smile and slight wave. You don’t need to know the details.

⚜️ CHIFUYU promised you he wouldn’t resort to violence, he knows he promised you that. Usually, he’s a man of his word, but he will not hesitate to threaten them a bit not bite back on insults if he sees them in public. If they even so much as try anything with you again, he will throw hands and it won’t be pretty—he’s vice-captain of the attack unit for a reason. He just can’t help it. He wants to show you that you’re worth fighting for. He wants you to know that there are people who actually care for you. He’s pretty two-faced about it, though. One minute, he has his arm thrown over your shoulder, joking around with you and making you laugh as a distraction because he saw a very familiar face he’s intent on not letting you see again. Then the next minute, he throws that person a dark look over his shoulder, daring them to try anything while he’s there. When the cowards visibly back off, he smiles and immediately goes back to acting the way he does with you.

⚜️ DRAKEN vows to be more stern with you. He’s always had a great sense of judging one’s character and has never held back on telling you when someone isn’t worth your attention, but this time, he needs to make sure you listen to him. Where you would usually roll your eyes and insist on giving your new suitor the benefit of the doubt, he won’t just give up on changing your mind this time around. Instead, he’ll sternly hold your head in his hands and force you to look him in the eye as he tells you: You deserve better than that. He always calls out the obvious red flags he’s picked up from them, urging you to not pursue them, but his mistake was never presenting you a more favorable option. Who is more Draken-approved than Draken himself?, he thinks one day. That same day, while you’re sulking about your ruined date, he offers himself to you, chest puffed out with his thumb pointing at himself and grinning wildly. He may not be perfect, but he will for sure treasure you with every bit of pride he has.

⚜️ SHINICHIRO can’t stand the sight of you crying over another person who doesn’t deserve you, and when you’re not crying, you’re blankly staring at nothing, questioning your own worth. He can’t stand for any of that, so what does he do? He shows you the exact treatment you should be receiving. He takes you on his bike, holding you tenderly by your waist to steady you when you get off. He takes you out to the theme park by the docks, he plays all those rigged game stands just to be able to say “This shot’s for you,” only to miss the hoop and get you to laugh at him (and hopefully to win you a big stuffed animal in any of the other, easier games), then he lets you drag him off to any rides you want, even when he knows he’ll get nauseous. He doesn’t take his eyes off of you for even a second, and with the way you’re finally smiling again, he hopes you’ll finally see him—that he’s the one who will treat you right.

⚜️ BAJI immediately starts throwing punches. Don’t bother holding him back, he’s had enough of watching you let yourself get walked all over by assholes who aren’t worthy of walking this earth. Are they not ashamed? Were they not taught how to treat people? Either way, he’ll teach them a lesson. Punch after punch, he iterates the correct way to pursue you in great detail. ‘You’re supposed to get up extra early, brush your teeth, and put on your best clothes. Then you should pick them up, compliment them every chance you can’—the list is long, but he enunciates each step. He’ll make them feel like they’re scum and brutally drill it into their brains until they’re ashamed. The extent of the things he’d do for you are unmatched, and he makes sure you know it.

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tokyo revengers taglist — @victoirey @crapimahuman @erishaitto @sunhee-sun

[doomh3ad]

can you write about a really hot day with ian mckinley and stu macher. just like how would they stay cool with the reader? i hate hate hate summer and need to imagine it with the faves. i love your writing 💕

omgg yes underrated best boys! thank u so much <3

ian mckinley & stu macher staying cool in summer with reader

Ian McKinley

-he hates summer. look at this man, his favourite season is winter and he hates sunshine. when you're both forced to endure the heat, he'll break out the cold treats: slushies, ice cream, popsicles, and you'll sit in the shade with your matching sunglasses.

-he doesn't stop wearing black even in summer by the way. gotta keep that emo style going. he'll definitely recite you some edgy line about how the sun shining on him is ironic because of his cold dead heart or something. it's just how ian is. if he could flip a switch and turn it to winter alreadu he would in a heartbeat!

Stu Macher

-no need to hate the heat when you're with him, baby! a nice dip in his parents' pool will get you sorted out right away, (and sorry, but if you don't jump in, he WILL throw you in) and ice cold water is available for you 24/7.

-he'll buy you the most practical, lightweight clothes to prepare for the summer, and keep the windows open and the blankets thin at night. don't worry about it at all, he's here to help <3

[kentolove]

iwaizumi hajime x reader

genre: exes reunion, angst, barely there fluff tbh but I think it can count as fluff, Just iwa being in love :(

summary: He turned away. Your heart is no longer his, but his will always be yours.

1.2k words

a/n: my lovely Lily or @9kenma​ wrote a very very beautiful kenma exes fic (which u should read [i’m forcing you to] so here is the link to it) pleasee go read her fic cause it’s the sole reason as to why this exists lol!! (also binge her masterlist as well she is v v talented)

also very subtly co-inspired by the song, “Andromeda” by Weyes Blood!

He took your heart and left for a foreign land.

That was nearly five years ago, and you like to say that you’ve recovered. Your heart is no longer tied to a man who did not love you as much as you did him.

He took your heart; he held it, then later spat on it and all you had sacrificed for him. But you’ve healed. It took months and months of work, tears, and loneliness for you to get to where you are. You haven’t felt heartbroken, weak, or defeated in years. You’re good.

But you hate the look your friends are giving you. They stare at you as if you are fragile, as if your heart will break at the mere mention of him.

“He’s coming back in two months,” Matsukawa starts. “You haven’t seen him in almost five years.”

You give him a look. “I know.”

“I’m just informing you that your ex-boyfriend — who shattered your heart, might I add — is coming back soon.”

“Don’t speak about Iwaizumi like he’s not your friend, Issei.”

“He’s my friend, but I still don’t like what he did to you.”

You roll your eyes and give him a playful shove. “Whatever happened between him and I is between us. You don’t have to hate him on my behalf. I don’t hate him myself.”

He’s analyzing you. His eyes pierce your soul, looking for any form of insincerity. You have never been able to fool him, for he is too observant for his own good.

“Issei,” you place a hand on his shoulder, “I’m okay. I promise. I stopped hurting a long time ago.”

And you’re honest. Your heart hasn’t called for his in years. You’re okay.

-

He left his heart with you in a familiar land.

Five years ago, as he graduated high school, he left behind the person he was sure he would spend forever with. He packed his bags to pursue his dreams, but along the way he lost what once meant the world to him.

He broke your heart on a beautiful day. The sun was shining and the flowers and leaves were falling from the trees and creating an assortment of bursting colors on the ground. He remembers how you smiled at him that day: eyes as bright as the burning sun. You were glowing — attached to him by the hip.

The two of you were inseparable. You spent your youth together; watching each other grow and bloom into the adults you would eventually become. You were there for every moment of his life. The day he broke his first bone, you walked alongside him and reassured him that the pain would eventually subside. When he poured his heart and entire body into volleyball, you cheered him on by the bleachers.

You were his everything, yet he foolishly let you go. He let you cry, and he let the distance drift the two of you apart.

His heart has been calling for yours since he left. It’s always been yours, laying invisible in the palms of your hands. He knows you’re worth it. You’re the only one he would trust with his whole being — his heart. Even if you may not accept him a second time, he will always give himself to you. 

He will always be yours.

-

You’re beautiful, he thinks, as he stares at you from across the room.

It’s his welcome back party, and he can’t believe you actually attended. He knew there would be some type of reunion (for his friends are far too overdramatic to not throw an over-the-top party), but he never knew that you would attend. That you would be here, in all your glory, leaving Iwaizumi speechless.

He stares at you until Oikawa interrupts him.

“Gonna stand there and keep staring at her like some pervert?”

He receives a slap to the back of his head.

“I was kidding!”

“You’re not funny,” is his only response, before his eyes move back to you. You have always moved with grace — such admirable elegance and poise. After being away from you for so long, your movements are somehow enhanced. You’ve grown as has time has passed, and you’ve become more of a wonder. 

He wants to know you again, familiarize himself with your body and mind once again.

“She doesn’t hate you,” Oikawa gently says, and it’s a tone Iwaizumi is not used to hearing. “She healed.”

Iwaizumi smiles. You’ve always been strong, never letting anything falter your movements.

“That’s good.”

“Go talk to her,” Oikawa encourages. “It’ll be good for you.”

With a nudge to his back, Iwaizumi is forced to make his trek towards you. You look so vibrant, laughing with one of your old high school friends that Iwaizumi forgot the name of. You were always so sociable — adapting to every and all situations thrown towards you. He envies you. He loves you.

You notice him before he reaches you. You had once told him that you would always recognize his presence: whether that be by footsteps, breath, or voice. He curses your receptiveness, however, for he wishes he had more time to admire you.

“Hey,” he greets.

He’s nervous. Anyone around him can tell, for his eyes look anywhere but at you. You wish there was a cloud of comfort surrounding the two of you, but there isn’t. It faded and dwindled long ago, when the man packed his bags and left you with tears and a shattered heart.

So you create that cloud of comfort. With a step towards him and two arms wrapped around his torso, you create a haven. One that takes you both away from the crowd — from the overbearing music playing through the speakers.

“I missed you,” you whisper into him. Iwaizumi knows what you mean. You don’t yearn for him as he yearns for you, but you still love him. Not with as much force and passion as you once did, but the love is still there. Alive and burning, but not with the same urgence as it did five years ago.

His heart shatters.

He holds onto you with strength. You know what he means. He years for you in a way that you don’t for him. He wishes that he could take back his past mistakes and find solace in your presence like he once did. 

But your heart has healed and no longer cries for him.

“Yeah,” he pulls away from you, “I missed you too.”

“I hope you’re happy, Haji.”

You’re cruel. The nickname brings him back to a time filled with laughter, kisses, and promises. Promises that he broke and that he will never be able to mend again.

“I will be,” he smiles, “one day.”

Minutes are spent gazing and admiring one another. After so many years apart, the two of you spend time familiarizing yourselves with one another. You notice his stature, his muscle, and his sullen eyes. He notices your calm persona, your smile lines, and your bright eyes.

“I love you.”

“I know you do,” you take his hand in yours. 

You pause. 

“I love you, too. But not in the way you want me to.”

He knows. He could never hate you for it.

[carnal-lnstinct]

tumblr broke my askbox so i had to screencap it from mobile

Tsundere Bardock, U SAY? Got my boi out here bricked up on a thursday afternoon, the sun is still out.

Pairing: Bardock x Female Reader ( Time Patroller ) Requested by @emmacornell Rating: M / 18+. Minors DNI Prompt Warning: ( canon divergent / xenoverse 2 shenanigans, explicit language, humor, suggestive, canon-typical violence, mentor/mentee companionship )

"C"mon already, I'm barely working up a sweat here." Bardock griped rolling out his shoulder in his approach. "I thought you said you could handle it. You're fighting like some rookie."

"Says you." You murmured, swiping your knuckle across your lip to smear away blood and climbing back to your feet. When you pressed the saiyan warrior to be your training instructor, you thought you would actually be learning something unique from the other saiyans, something that came from his personal experience with battle. But now you're getting the impression you're the one being used for your experience. Three lessons in and it's getting harder to tell if his teaching methods are meant to round you out or to turn you into a punching bag to keep himself loose. How fortunate for him you don't use your full power in your training new techniques, but you get the idea he's pushing you to do so regardless.

"Run it again." Bardock orders, "And do it right this time."

"I did it right the first time, Bardock." You insisted, brushing the dirt from your clothes. "I don't see how not giving me a chance gets it right." Even from where you stood, you could feel the hard glare on you and see the crinkle in his brow.

"Listen, you're the one who begged me to teach you somethin'. You come this far just to quit, fine by me. But the last thing I'm gonna let you do is pull crap like leaving yourself wide open with the techniques I'm showin' ya! No real fight's a fair one, you can at least be smarter with your reflexes about it. Got it? Now run it again." He asserted. Bardock's more than aware you're no ordinary fighter. This strange "planet" he was brought to was proof enough of that, but he's not really giving the rest of the plucky rabble of fighters the time of day. Something about you really jumped out to him that not even his scouter could detect. Just something he has always been able to pick up on with his own two eyes. That special spark of spirit that really makes a person shine above the rest before he even toyed with the idea of training you.

You may have looked all bright-eyed and eager just trying to get your feet wet for a real fight, but he could really sense a lover of battle behind your attractive smile. He'd like to really throw down with someone who liked to cut loose as much as he does, going so far as to push through his own recovery time to see what you're really made of. Every time you've shown up to train, you come with the same spark and every time you left ready for more. Thus far, you have done nothing but impress him with your power. Your path forward was very clear to him and he truthfully would like to be part of that, but who knows what his next big fight holds for him. He is satisfied to be here for this while he can, even if it means roughing you up more than needed. If you're really made of the same spark as he, you can handle it just fine.

You see the ki build in his hand, visibly growing out and then condensing as he lunged forward towards you ready to unleash the power. You mimic his process to act in defense, planting your feet as the two powers were released and the large orbs collided on even level.

"That's it! Now push through, give it all you've got." Bardock rallied, doing the same as he increased the power behind his attack making your arm start to tremble under the force. Through the blue glow of energy, you managed to find the saiyan's eyes and once they see yours you start to smirk. You clenched your hand and the ki start to change shape from a sphere to a spear-like wave, pushing through his and forcing Bardock on the defense now trying to divert the energy back. Not only that, but the power of yours increased as well, dipping into your true strength to let it shine through.

No fight's a fair fight, he says. Might as well pull out all the stops. In your off-hand another blast formed, different than anything he's taught you so far. You snatch your hand back from the overpowering spear blast letting it destroy the two between you and charge forward to flank him with your other attack before he could recover. You are then caught off guard when he charges back into you with an outstretched hand, tanking your awaiting ki black and crushing it in your hand when he grabbed on. Giving you a cocky grin, Bardock then tightened his grip and slammed you down into the ground.

"You really thought I'd fall for somethin' like that?" He speaks through his grin, strong hand still wrapped around yours as he stood over you. You shake your head to knock your senses back straight and look up at him. Brow furrowed with annoyance but then gave him a similar grin. "Look at you havin' fun all of sudden. Fine, I'll give you that one for creativity." He adjusts his hand around yours to help you sit up in the perfect mold of the ground around you. "And who do you think you are hiding that kind of power from me? Have you been holdin' back this whole time?" Bardock questioned you with a scrutinizing eye which put a nervous grin on your face.

"Maybe I didn't know what I had in me?" You shrug, averting your eyes as you rubbed the back of your head.

"Yeah, right. No wonder you're having a hard time with my techniques. From now on, put all your might into it. Hold back like that is gonna get you killed." So he's not being as tough on you as he thought and surely he plans to fix that. As expected, he had no reason to doubt your potential. Your eyes wander back around, honing in on the firm grip he still had around your hand. You were fine enough to sit up on your own but he didn't let go. He catches onto this himself, swiftly snatching his hand away and tucking his arms against his chest.

His action brought a wide grin to your features. He was warming up to you more than he was letting on. You're used to the signs of it by now from some of your other fighting mentors, though it was a cute look for Bardock of all people. You're happy to see something different from his either disinterested or intense stance on matters.

Bardock can just feel your stare on him now and it was starting to get under his skin knowing you probably had some wise-ass remark about that. If you were smart about it, you would keep it to yourself. He peers back over toward you, seeing the awkward gape in your expression as your face flushed with color. Your eyes are wide and fixed on him, his gaze follows yours making him look down at himself. It was only when he unfolds his arms does he see what you see and his own eyes widen with realization before glaring down at you.

"What are you lookin' at?" You hear the ire in his tone and look up at him like a deer in headlights with broken words failing to even fall from your lips. You didn't know what to say, apologize if you're responsible for that to happen? Pretend you didn't see it and lie? He was more impressed with your training today than you thought. You didn't mean to, but it was clear you had already seen it, your eyes couldn't help but flick back a few times as he made no move to shield himself. You were helplessly drawn to the shock of it: the size, its boldness, how it presented itself through the clingy fabric of his suit- "-Quit lookin' at my dick, already!" He practically warned you with a stomp of his foot as well making you snap your head away and shield your face with a raised hand. "This is training, not some peep show! Get your head in this!"

The snort that escaped you at his last words, immediately followed by your hand clasped over your mouth made him sneer. Oh, you were going to regret that.

[sanzusbestie]

hi i saw ur requests open and was wondering if u could do one where timeskip chifuyu, mitsuya, ran, sanzu (seperate) picks reader up and throws them in a pool to be funny and y/n decides to pulls a prank and just doesnt swim back up so the guys freak out and ‘save’ them

♡ Pranking the TR boys at the pool ♡

Pairings : Matsuno Chifuyu x gn!reader, Haitani Ran x gn!reader, Mitsuya Takashi x gn!, Sanzu Haruchiyo x gn!reader

Genre : Crack/Fluff

Warnings : None

A/n : Sorry for the delay sweet anon ! I hope you'll like it. Thank you for requesting and have a nice day ♡

"It'll be sunny tomorrow, Y/n, let's make the most of it to use my grandma's pool. What do you think ? Kazutora said he could deal with the shop."

"I think it's rude to go there just for her pool, 'Fuyu."

"Don't worry about it. She's the one that offered it"

"I'll go if I get to see her in a swimsuit." 🗿

So there you were, about to dive in the pool

(You didn't get to see his grandma in a swimsuit)

But you were taking too long for his liking

He came to you and picked you up over his shoulder

Chifuyu was dangerously walking close to the pool, too close

You had 1 second left to react because you knew what was about to happen

So you yelled

"Chifuyu I can't swim !"

But it was already too late

He threw you like trash in the pool

He wanted to play that game ?

You pretended to drown, calling his name multiple times

He was confused, if you didn't know how to swim why were you going to dive into the pool earlier ?

One of your cries pulled him back from his thoughts and he immediately went to help you

"Y/n ! I'm sorry ! Are you okay ?" he asked, holding you

"Of course I am, why wouldn't I ?"

Before he could say anything, you pinched his nose hard

"Next time you do that, I'll do the same to Peke J."

You wouldn't though.

It was absolutely perfect

Vacation, nothing to do, your husband able to spend more time with you, sitting on the side of the pool, feet in the lukewarm water, sun against your ba-

Wait. Was it a disgusting foot you felt on your back ?

It was indeed

Before falling, you barely had the time to scream :

"Ran, you motherfuc-"

You couldn't finish your sentence, you were under the water, which, by the way, made you swallow some

You forced your face under the water, pretending you had drowned

This fucker would get what he deserved

But he didn't move an inch

He kept looking at you, waiting for you to stop your mascarade

But he started to get worried from a certain time

You on your part couldn't wait for him to do something because if you kept doing this you'd drown for real 🗿

"I get it, I get it. Your knight in shining armour is coming !"

This mf 😐

Too bad Ran didn't have his braids anymore because it would've been funny to drag him by them

But it didn't stop you from grabbing him by the back of his neck, plunging his head under the water to drown him <3

He got what he deserved.

You two were staying a few days in a big hotel for a fashion show to which he was invited

"I can't believe you did this," you laughed

He had paid the people of the hotel to privatize the pool for only you two a few hours that night

"Anything for you," he chuckled and kissed you

You took off your bathrobe and crouched down by the pool

You put your hand in the water to see if it was cold or not, until you felt his arms around your waist

Startled, you asked : "Takashi, what are you doing ?"

"Hugging you," he said face in your neck. "Haven't been able the whole day."

You kissed his temple and let yourself relax in his arms

A bit too much my friend 😬

He took advantage of this peaceful calm, he was sure you didn't suspect anything, to push you

Surprised, you let out a cry you took his arm, hoping to have some balance

But you both fell in the water instead

He could be petty sometimes, but you could as well

And that's exactly why you decided not to swim back to the surface

He f r e a k e d o u t

Did you get hurt under his weight ?

He didn't hesitate one second to get you out of the water

He put your bathrobe on you and a towel on your head so you wouldn't be cold

"I'm sorry, angel, so so sorry," he said while hugging you and kissing your forehead

He then put his hands on both of your cheeks, making you look in his eyes

He was searching for any injuries you could have

Concern was written all over Takashi's face and you didn't find it in you to tell him it was just a prank.

"Come on, Y/n ! The water's good ! You can rest later. Come join me !"

Haruchiyo wouldn't stop bugging you

You were happy he got a day off and you spent it in your garden

It was great at first, he was in the water, you were lying on a deckchair enjoying the sun

But then he started to annoy you like a kid

"I said later, Haru. I'm good right now."

And you really were, the sun felt divine on your skin bathing you in that warm atmosphere that made you close your eyes

You were so lost in your little world that you didn't even hear Haruchiyo coming closer to you

He harshly pulled your deckchair, instantly making you open your eyes in a daze

He pushed you both, the fucking chair and you, in the water

He was so dead

Results : you were now under the chair

You did struggle to breathe at first because of the surprise but once you were okay you just stopped moving

You were pretty sure your lover couldn't see your face because of the chair so, from his point of view, it'd be like you had drowned

"Y/n ?" he tried once, twice

But he didn't get any answer from you and that's when he panicked, maybe you hit your head ?

He held you to get you out of the pool and laid you down on the ground

He started to perform CPR and, his hands on your chest, you wanted to laugh so bad

When he leaned down to give you mouth-to-mouth, you spit the water you had gathered in your mouth on his face and you giggled

But he didn't find it funny

"Don't ever fucking do that, Y/n," he said sitting up

"Sorry, Haru," you wrapped your arms around his shoulder, hugging him from behind. "I'm sorry," you repeated and softly kissed his nape

With one of your hands laying on his chest, you could feel his heart still racing.

♡

Taglist : @eriskaitto

[mhynvxii]

ahhh hi hi!! i noticed ur requests are open for knb, so i was wondering if you could do kise and kuroko realizing they have a crush on reader??? you can do other characters too or just one of them, whatever is easier for you. thank u in advance!! <3

Kise and Kuroko realizing they have a crush on you.

A/N : I have been quite unlucky yesterday so I didn’t posted this afraid it would be affected by bad luck but today seems great, (◕ᴗ◕✿).

Warning : Kuroko is gender neutral and Kise reader is considered female.

KISE RYOUTA —

Sun going down in a slow motion, the sky now being painted in a comfortable orange, like he always used to Kise was waiting for you so you could return home safely at the end of your journey. His hair bathing in that sunset lightening looked brillant and his caramel like eyes warmer, his facial expression going into a soft smile once he saw you passing the gates. His peaceful state of mind in that calming set up being corrupted by your venue.

It has been a while since he knew that more than not letting him indifferent that stupid heart of his would dance la Macarena every time you would be near him. He came really quickly to the conclusion he was indubitably infatuated with you not being able to deny it in the slightest. He embraced those feelings even but he also needed some time to think about them, verifying once for all they were genuine. It wasn’t the first time he was vulnerable to a girl charm even if he know with no doubt his feelings for you were of a really different kind he still is afraid that all of this was again the fruit of his boredom pushing him to give into superficial matters and leading him to enter in shallow relationship to pass time.

He didn’t want you to be his ex in probably two weeks after admitting he wanted a more intimate relationship with you just because he lied to himself and got bored of it, like a kid after playing would throw their toys. You were one of his precious friend, a person he has been very admirative of, so much was a time he even confused those feelings with love.

But how can he be sure he was not being a child again ? Kise had that very dumb idea, unlike the kid who will let his toy take dirth on the floor he would never stop to play : This love he felt for you, he decided to test it by clinging into you every day. If you were just a momentary caprice of his time will tell it, him probably ending up by being annoyed of forcing himself to not try anything if he wasn’t sure that he won’t hurt you in the end. If like he’s convinced to his love is completely sincere, those moments with you would just be great even if certainly he would be frustrated by only being your friend. But that frustration would just feed that love of his anyway so it’s a win win.

He would never allow himself to hurt you and this is the plan he has been following now more from than three weeks.

« Y/n-cchi ! »

« Is it my knight in shining armor i see ? »

You never miss to make him laugh but oh god he hated whenever you would be joking cause with these butterflies in his stomach he would always be making a weird expression tied in between a laugh and a loving smile.

« Kise to your service, my lady. »

He’s giving in his hand for you to put yours, intending to kiss the palm of your hand as a knight would do. But then he felt your fingers around his much larger hand, hugging it softly instead of it resting in his hand palm as it should. You pressed his hand to drag it closer to you and few seconds after tenderly kiss it.

He couldn’t help but reddening in sight.

He barely hold his surprise and at his exact moment he realize why he is in love with you and how it was even dumb to doubt his feelings : You are always full of surprise and flirty without even knowing it, that making him melt like ice on hot summer. Far from being a momentary distraction, your being was the ever lasting sun he would watch unbothered. And that personality of yours so intoxicating, placing you as an active person in your relationship unlike all the girl he had seen before. You’re not afraid of embarrassing him, being frank with him even harsh sometimes. He saw you like a real person, someone indubitably worthy of respect and who should be treated with care.

«… Lost your words hn, sir ? » you said that obvious smirk on your lips.

He have that huge like a house crush on you and this is so ridiculous it makes him smile.

KUROKO TETSUYA —

So It has been a while Kuroko escaped your radar taking time to think about all this mess occupying his mind, as he feel odd now by only being around you.The sixth man of Seirin afraid that you could confront him about his weird behavior was not prepared to such situation but just by imagining it know he would probably lose all his words just looking in your eyes. So like a coward he kept run away from your sight, he kept running away from his feelings. Those terrifying feelings he was far from being accustomed to, he couldn’t believe that like a lot of fictive characters he read, he was himself going troughs the depths of love.

He knew that he couldn’t hide forever from it, that the time will come when he would be forced to but he was very uncomfortable and too much of a coward to take actions : If anything was to be known he would lose your friendship and probably your presence in his life. A price too high for a shadow like him for so little chances of success, he was confident in his basketball abilities to lead by his game a team to victory but in others domain ? He couldn’t bring himself to have as much confidence. So maybe by escapism or just to at least dealt in a certain way with these feelings : he wrote everything and anything he feel about you.

Blue ink on white paper, words scrubbed all over in a frantic yet subtle and clean writing. Anybody could see it was spontaneous but very far from being rushed and poor in information. His heart was on it and Kuroko realized at this exact moment how much his crush on you is concrete and real, far from being ephemeral but consistent, established as he is so attached to you.

He never felt so bad the need to be seen, noticed by someone but he was too shy to even support it and say all his letter could hold to your face. Ashamed of being that much emotional and anxious, all he could do was marking his name at the end of the letter. Until he remembered how lovely your face was and how softly his cheeks would warm up at your sight it being a sweet yet horrible punition. That vulnerability he decided to accept, pushing him to be more courageous and face you once for all because he never felt happier being that weak.

But as he was slowly walking to that spot he knew you like to go during the lunch break, he almost jump seeing you appearing at the corner of the left corridor. Unused to how you would surprise him by your sudden appearance these times because he would be too much in his thoughts and by that satisfying feeling he would have when your eyes would glue on him.

«  Gotcha ! I will end up believing you’re doing this on purpose Kuroko you know ? »

However…that smile of yours… Destabilized him, so much he wasn’t even able to proceed all the so great decisions he took, making him think that he should try another time for it to go as he see it in his mind. Kuroko thought already happy that now clear like light his feelings were, shining all over that bland mind of his.

« I don’t, Y/N… I swear. I was just behind Kagami the whole day. »

[strsburn]

destiny led me to you | loki

pairing - loki laufeyson x female reader

synopsis - driven by the heartbreak of losing your entire world by the hands of thanos, you set out to find him, leaving destruction in your path in multiple universes; thus creating a horde of branches in the timeline and catching the attention of the TVA.

but you would do it all again if it meant you could see him once more.

notes - this is hopefully going to be a series, depending on the feedback i receive, i plan to follow the episodes only slightly because i dont want it to be an exact copy of the show.

[THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR LOKI SERIES]

idea credit ( @horrorisunknowntoyou ) thank you for the inspo and allowing me to run with it!

warnings - death, violence, angst, and possible smut (in later chapters?)

wc - 2.4k

MASTERLIST • AO3

"Dread it, run from it. Destiny arrives all the same." A wrinkled hand reaches for your chin, running prune colored fingers along your jawline, doting; mockingly.

Your heartbeat pulses loudly in your ears, eyes glazing over with exhaustion and pain as you attempt to glare, the notion in vain as the titan merely chuckled amusedly.

"I can see great power in you, little one. An infinity stone pulses beneath your every vein. Tell me, where is the tesseract?"

You remain silent.

"We don't have the tesseract, it was destroyed along with all of Asgard." Thor interjects weakly from where he lies, his body held tightly in the arms of the black order.

Guilt sweeps across your being as you make eye contact with Loki, sharing a single nod as you both know what you must do.

Thanos grows annoyed with your unwillingness to comply as he walks over with loud steps, his footprints visible as he raises his gauntlet up, the power stone shining threateningly close to Thor.

"The tesseract, or your brother's head. I assume you have a preference." It's not a question. Merely a statement, one that Loki knows he must prove unbothered.

"Oh, I do. Kill away." To anyone else it would seem he couldn't care less about his brother's demise, but you know your love better than he does himself and you catch the glance of fear that washes over cerulean eyes.

You can only watch in trepidation as the stone makes contact with the God's head. Agonized cries escaping as his skin is burned by the mere power of the stone.

Loki does his best to look unaffected, but you catch the hitch in his breath as he batters inner turmoil. the universe, or his brother.

"Alright, that's enough!"

Loki turns his palm up, as a familiar blue cube materializes in his hand. The eerie blue glow casting a shadow upon his face.

Thanos steps away, smug. You force yourself to look away from Thor's accusing gaze.

"You truly are the worst, brother." Thor shakes his head, eyes disappointed but not surprised.

As Thanos moves to take the stone from his hand cerulean blue eyes make contact with your own and you feel a wave of fear wash over you as you recognize the look in Loki's eyes.

"I assure you, brother. The sun will shine on us again." He does not move his gaze from your own and you can't help but feel this is an unspoken goodbye.

"Your optimism is misplaced, asgardian."

"Well, for one thing, I'm not asgardian. For another, we have a hulk."

In a blur of color you are shoved from where you lie, a slithe figure covering your own as you breathe in the familiar scent of cinnamon and leather.

"We don't have much time, my love. I just want you to know that I love you dearly, and I am grateful for the time I had with you. May I see you again, in Valhalla." His eyes are teary and you barely process his words, as his hands grab hold of your face and pull you into a kiss.

The kiss is desperate, filled with love and grief and you can only briefly kiss your love back as he steps closer to Thanos, rambling on about undying fidelity.

You catch a glimpse of silver behind his back and you gasp as realization sets in.

You move to reach him just as he leaps for Thanos, the knife poised for his head, frozen in mid air as the stones across his knuckles pulse.

"Undying fidelity, you should choose your words more wisely."

You cry out as Loki struggles in his grip, his skin fading blue. You crawl forward, legs aching as you reach for him, your progress hinged by your inability to walk.

"You will never be a god." The rasped words are followed by a snap as his neck gives out beneath Thanos' hands.

A tortured scream rings out and it takes you a second to realize it's your own. A broken sob leaves you as you crawl forward to reach where Thanos has carelessly thrown the body of your love.

You heave as your shaky fingers caress his face, his lifeless eyes staring ahead as you clutch him to your chest.

You rock back and forth knotting your fingers in his hair as you plead for the nightmare to end.

"No resurrections this time."

A portal opens and closes behind you, yet you make no motion to move.

You simply close your eyes and welcome the sweet release of death as the universe explodes around you.

N E W Y O R K 2 0 1 2

"'Coordinates for search and rescue, on my way now.' I mean honestly, how-" Loki is promptly shut up by the mouth guard that decorates his face, courtesy of his brother.

Displeasure makes an appearance as Loki is led to the elevator followed by the avengers that quickly file in. The only source of entertainment being the temper tantrum the green beast throws as he is denied entry. Loki can hardly contain his glee as he waves mockingly as the doors close.

As he is led to the ground floor his cuffed hands clinking annoyingly with every step he glances wearily around himself, dreading the lecture that is sure to come once he reaches asgard. He has no doubt in his mind that Odin will find perfect reason to throw him to the wolves, lest his mother get involved.

As he contemplates, his attention is caught by the sound of his brother calling for help, the guards holding him, attending to what he perceives to be a heart attack, to none other than the man of metal.

He watches, confused as a small stature kicks the case holding the tesseract away from view as the others tend to Stark.

Looking around bemused he watches to see what will conspire next. Before any other move can be made a shout is heard as the doors to the staircase along with the wall is torn apart, the hulk making his distaste for the tedious activity known.

For once since meeting the beast he feels thankful, as the case holding the tesseract is knocked open, the familiar cube sliding towards his foot.

A beat passes and grabbing a hold of the familiar cube he glances around, vanishing in a thin cloud of blue.

T V A U N K N O W N

Hurried footsteps echo down the corridor as the man moves with barely contained excitement. Tie swinging to and fro, a slightly wrinkled hand pulls at the collar of his neck nervously.

Mobius had seen many variants in his time at the TVA. Yet, none had ever come close to interesting as the file he currently held in one hand. Variant L1130 or Loki, as he was called, was perhaps one of the most complicated cases he had come across.

Born as a legend of mythology it was quite unbelievable to know that not only was he real, but he happened to be in their custody for creating a new branch in the timeline. Mobius could only hope Renslayer would agree to allowing him to be the God's superior.

Entering the courtroom, Mobius sits down and watches with rapt attention as Loki attempts to bargain with Ravonna. His plans are foiled as he tries to call upon his magic in a last effort to escape.

Mobius feels it's time to intervene when Renslayer makes it clear he is to be executed.

"You have no idea what I am capable of!"

"Actually I might have an idea of what he is capable of." He offers as he makes his way up to the stand.

His plea must be written across his face as Ravonna leans over to look at him directly.

"Whatever you're planning, it's a bad idea." She warns.

Nonetheless she reluctantly lets him go and Mobius has to fight off the urge to fist pump the air as he escorts Loki down the hallway.

"Oh, I'm Agent Mobius by the way." He offers a hand that is quickly ignored.

He can practically see the distrust written on Loki's face, his eyes calculating every move he makes.

Mobius is hardly surprised that as soon as he enters the room, his back turned to the God as he adjusts his projector, Loki is surging forward to attack. He doesn't even bat an eyelash as he clicks a button on his remote, resetting the God as if the action never even happened.

"C'mon, let's take a look at some of your greatest hits." Mobius waves a hand, as Loki curiously sits down, eyes trained on the projector.

He finds himself staring back at a hologram of his attack on New York. His blue eyes darting back and forth with glee as chaos erupts around him.

A feeling of something akin to shame runs down his spine as he recalls his reign of terror on the city, an illusion of preying on the weak to hide his own fear, lest he fail and succumb to Thanos and his minions.

Loki clenches his jaw, arms crossing over his form in an attempt to hide himself as he turns to avoid the screen.

"I see no point in this-"

"No, no wait, this is just getting good." Mobius grins as he points to the screen and Loki finds himself once again face to face with another variation of himself.

He briefly recalls the time he had lost a bet to Thor and had to change his form into that of a ginger haired man wearing a clean three piece suit, claiming he had a bomb and required over two hundred thousand in midgardian money just to see if he could pull it off. He did, in fact, pull it off, but his mother was not happy as well as the midgardians who failed to solve the case, naming him D.B. Cooper as they had no clue as to his real identity.

His attention is pulled to the screen as a familiar voice of silk enters the scene and he watches as his mother speaks to his future self, his eyes drawn into her face.

"Then am I not your mother?" He hears her ask. Yes, you are.

"No. You are not." Loki's eyes start to mist as he watches the look of hurt pass over his mother's features before she schools her expression into one of contempt.

"Always so perceptive, about everyone but yourself." She decides.

The screen flickers and he sees himself talking to an intruder, his voice amused as he suggests the monster to take the stairs to the left.

Then, his mother, Frigga, lying on the cold ground, a puddle of red growing rapidly beneath her body as her eyes remained closed.

His breath hitches, anger now licking up his spine. He turns sharply to Mobius who smartly remains silent.

"What is this! Some cruel joke? Where is she?! Where do you have her?"

Mobius steps forward, expression neutral as he speaks.

"She's dead Loki. This is the future, it's destined to happen, again and again because that's how it should be."

Loki falters his eyes narrowing as he spits "You're lying! I'll kill you!"

"What? Like you killed your mother."

There's a split second of silence before an angered shout is heard, a chair splitting the air as it crashes into pieces along the floor.

Before anything else can be said Mobius is summoned by Hunter B-15, his eyes falling to Loki who remains silent and he leaves with a slight tinge of guilt burrowing in his chest at the haunted look in the God's eyes.

"You think yourself so sly don't you." Loki looks up at the unfamiliar voice as the projector suddenly comes to life, a new image flicking gently on screen. His eyes catch upon your form and he watches in awe and wonder as you sit beside his future self.

"I don't think, love. I know." He grins leaning in to steal a kiss from you that leaves you both breathless.

He watches as your eyes are filled with nothing but love and adoration for him as you lean into his side.

"Loki?"

"Yes, darling?"

"Do you believe in soulmates?"

Loki tilts his head in contemplation as he looks to you, before a soft grin pulls at his lips.

"I didn't until I met you. I know that no matter who or what tries to tear us apart, we will always find a way back to each other."

A smile breaks out onto your face and Loki watches in stunned silence as the clip ends with the two of your voices fading into laughter.

"You two are meant to be together."

Loki turns as Mobius slowly comes to a stop behind him, his expression thoughtful.

"I don't enjoy hurting people you know." He responds, motioning towards the screen in reference to his attack on New York and the death of his mother.

Mobius doesn't respond, and he takes that as a sign to continue.

"I do it because I have to. Because I've had to." He looks down as he fiddles with his fingers.

Mobius hums as he replies.

"Why? Why do you think that is?"

"It's part of the illusion. It's the cruel, elaborate trick conjured by the weak to inspire fear."

Realization lights up in Mobius' eyes as he answers back.

"A desperate play for control. You do know yourself."

"A villain." Loki sums up.

"Not the way I see it."

There's a mutual silence between them before Mobius sighs.

"Look I can't offer you salvation but I can offer you something better. A fugitive variant has been killing our minutemen."

"And let me guess, you need the God of Mischief to help you stop him."

"That's right."

"How could I possibly be of use to you?"

"That's the thing. The variant we are hunting, we believe is y/n." Mobius looks towards the projector where your image is still.

"I beg your pardon?"

U N K N O W N

Mutilated bodies line the floor as a hooded figure steps over them, eyes glowing an unnatural hue.

"Is it finished?"

"Yes."

A wicked laugh fills the empty space as a portal opens in the deserted land, a set of footsteps following through.

"I'm coming for you, my love."

[sleepysnk]

i was thinking about this during class 😏 so i decided to make it into a fic. LET THE HORNINESS THRIVE PEOPLE.

Don't Look Away

Characters: Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW

A groan rumbled from Eren's throat as he placed the weights down onto the ground. His muscles ached as he was working out his arms along with his chest.

He was with Mikasa at the moment, she wanted him to come with her since Eren was always at the gym. He was surprised seeing that his step sister could do more reps or lift more than he could. He felt like he was at some level of competition.

The sweat dripped down his head and onto his body, leaving a small shine onto it.

"Damn.. I'm pooped," Eren said, adjusting his manbun. "How do you do this much Mikasa? I feel so exhausted," he added, staring up at the dark-haired girl who was placing the dumbbells onto the ground.

She wiped the sweat from her head. "Can't say but I guess I just have good stamina," she replied, breathing heavily.

Eren nodded, looking around at the different people who were working out or running on the treadmills. He felt tired and he just wanted to get home.

"I think I'm gonna head back. (Y/N) should be waiting for me," Eren said, standing up and stretching and his muscles. "Thanks for the workout Mikasa," he added, grabbing his gym bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

She nodded. "I'm gonna head out too, but let me know if you wanna workout again." she replied, giving him a soft smile.

Eren made his way out of the gym and walked outside, he felt the blistering heat coming down from the sun onto him. He felt sticky and warm, which made him feel slightly grossed out. He wanted to get back and take a shower.

He sent his girlfriend (Y/N) a text that he was on his way back, she knew he was at the gym. Eren always worked out with somebody, whether it be Mikasa or Reiner. Sometimes (Y/N) would join him, but she hadn't been in the mood lately, so she'd usually just wait for him to come home after a few hours.

Eren hopped into his car and put on the AC instantly, he felt the cool air hit his skin which gave him goosebumps. The air feeling refreshing as he was a sweaty mess.

-

(Y/N) was sitting at the kitchen table on her phone waiting for Eren to come home, she was excited to see him. He had been gone for about 4 hours, so she felt a bit needy for him.

The door opened to reveal Eren sweating, and his shirt clinging to his body as dark areas of the shirt were outlined by the sweat.

"Hey beautiful," Eren said, tossing his gym bag onto the couch and heading towards her.

She smiled, standing up to come give him a hug. "Hi babe," she replied, kissing his cheek.

Eren backed up a bit. "I'm really sweaty babe, I don't think you want to hug me." he said, chuckling.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and shook her head playfully. "Okay fine! You sweaty freak," she said, giggling. "How was the gym?" she asked, nodding her head.

Eren walked towards the fridge, grabbing a cold water bottle. "It was fun, Mikasa totally ripped me apart in reps though." he replied, untwisting the cap of the water bottle and taking a sip, feeling the cold liquid go down his throat.

She nodded, leaning against the table. "I see," she replied, looking down at the floor.

Eren put the water bottle on the table and removed his shirt, revealing his toned muscles which flexed a bit as he moved. (Y/N)'s eyes averted upwards as she stared at his body, she noticed the sweat glistening off his skin and the way his muscles contracted with every move.

Her eyes traveled downward to his v-line, and to his toned abs. The sight alone making her mouth water. Then down to the slight buldge of his dick which was covered with his cotton shorts. Heat rushed onto her face thinking of the most dirty thoughts.

"Babe?" Eren said, breaking her out of the lewd thoughts she was having.

(Y/N)'s eyes snapped towards him. "Oh! Sorry babe.. what's up?" she asked, nodding.

He laughed a bit. "You're fine, but I'm going to go take a shower okay? I'll be right back," he said, throwing his sweat drenched shirt over his shoulder and heading towards the bathroom.

She nodded and went to the room they both shared, the sound of the shower turning on made her sigh. The way his body looked made her drool, Eren always had a sexy figure. He looked especially hot with the small strands of his hair sticking to his head, and the way the sweat rolled down his body. It made her mind go crazy.

She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't even hear the shower turn off, or Eren enter the room.

"Hello? Earth to (Y/N)?" he said, snapping his fingers in her face.

She blinked and looked towards him. He changed into some sweatpants and a white shirt, his hair was slightly damp and tied into a bun with a few droplets of water at the ends.

"My bad! I was just thinking," she said, sitting up off the bed.

Eren leaned back against the door, watching as she stood in front of the mirror that leaned against the wall.

"Hey where's my hug huh?" Eren asked, stepping towards her.

She laughed a bit and looked towards him. "Oh you want a hug now? Are you sweaty or stink Jaeger?" she asked, giggling.

He rolled his eyes playfully as his hands snaked around her waist. "I showered babe," he said, smirking as he gribbed her sides.

Her eyes widened with horror as his fingers began to poke and tickle her sides, his grip on her waist tightening as he smirked watching her laugh and push him away.

"E-Eren! Stop! I'm gonna d-die!" she said in between laughter.

He chuckled as he sat down on the bed, bringing her body to sit on his lap with her back facing him. They sat in front of the mirror as (Y/N) breathed heavily from the laughter.

"I love you," Eren said, kissing her cheek and leaning his head on her shoulder while putting his arm tightly around her waist.

She smiled a bit and held his arm. "I love you too," she replied, looking at the mirror in front of them.

"I'm so lucky to have you princess, you mean so much to me. You're so beautiful," he said, kissing her neck slightly.

She felt goosebumps litter onto her skin from the feeling of his lips on her neck. Her hand finding its way down to the one around her waist.

Eren smirked against her skin as he began to slightly nibble at her neck. "You're so pretty baby," he said, running his free hand down by her thigh.

"E-Eren.." (Y/N) moaned as his hand gripped at the flesh from her thigh.

"Give me a kiss." Eren said, turning her face towards his.

The two leaned into each other and pressed their lips together. The kiss felt rough yet passionate as Eren used the hand around her waist to play with her breast, using his index and middle finger to play with her nipple.

She moaned into the kiss as she felt his hands exploring her body. "Eren.." she moaned in pleasure.

His free hand found it's way to her heat which was pooling from his actions. "Stand up," he ordered and tapped her thigh.

(Y/N) stood up and furrowed her brows. "What-"

"Take your shorts off baby," Eren said, tugging at the material around her waist.

She felt heat rush onto her cheeks as she nodded, removing her shorts and tossing them to the side. Leaving her just in her underwear.

"Come here," he said and guided her back to his lap. Her back still facing him.

Eren moved her legs up so that her feet were resting on his thighs, she felt the print of his cock on her ass. Her legs were now wide open in front of the mirror, she could see his eyes were wide with lust.

Eren's hand found its way down to her inner thigh, rubbing small circles in the flesh. "So.. did you think I wouldn't notice you eyeing my dick earlier? Hm?" he whispered in her ear, nipping slightly as the shell.

She felt chills go down her spine. "U-Um.. was it that obvious?" she asked, laughing slightly.

His hand found its way to her panties which were now soaked from her arousal. "It was princess, fuck I couldn't stop thinking about you in the shower," he said, circling her clit with his fingers.

(Y/N) moaned as she watched Eren in the mirror play with her pussy. She let out shaky breaths as he nipped at her neck.

Eren's hand moved her panties to the side exposing her wet pussy, which was glistening in the light. A small chuckle came from his throat seeing how wet she was.

"You're so fucking wet baby.. it's taking everything in me right now to not bounce you on my cock," he said, kissing softly at her neck. "You want my fingers inside of you? Hm?" he asked, smirking.

She moaned a little as pleasure scattered across her body. "Y-Yes.. please," she replied, gripping at his other arm.

Eren's fingers circled around her entrance, as one of his fingers entered her. Her walls surrounding him as his finger pumped into her slowly.

"Fuck.. baby you're so tight," he groaned as he pumped into her.

(Y/N) cried out in pleasure as his finger moved around her velvety walls. Her eyes seeing stars as he hit that certain spot.

"Eren! Oh fuck.. baby! Please.. put another one!" she pleaded, throwing her head back in pleasure.

He smirked turning her face towards his. "You want another one beautiful? What's the magic word?" he asked, staring at her lustfully.

"Please.." she moaned, feeling his finger going in and out slowly.

Eren chuckled. "Mm.. good girl," he replied, shoving another one of his fingers into her dripping pussy.

She bit her lip as Eren used his free hand to rub along her thigh. Her moans come out softly.

She squeezed her eyes shut feeling the pleasure surrounding her body. "Eren! Fuck.. just like that!" she cried, feeling his pace quickening.

Her face buried into his neck. Looking away from the mirror.

Eren grabbed her chin and forced her head to look at the mirror. "No no baby.. don't look away. I want you to see how much of a fucking slut you are for my fingers," he said, smirking a bit.

His dirty talk made the band in her stomach tighten as it wanted to break from the pleasure. Her core was heating up as she felt her orgasm slowly approaching.

"You take my fingers so well.. fuck you're such a good girl for me. You like watching me finger fuck you princess? I know it feels good.." Eren said, running his hand up to her throat and giving it a squeeze.

(Y/N) felt his fingers slow down a bit. A whine came from her. "W-Why did you stop?" she asked, breathing heavily.

"I said.. don't fucking look away," he said, grabbing her chin forcing her to look back the mirror.

Her pussy dripped as her arousal was on the floor. "Eren... let me cum please," she cried out feeling his fingers hitting that spot again.

He smirked again and looked at the mirror. "Who's the only one that can make you cum?" he asked, quickening his pace while fingering her. "You wanna cum princess? Answer me that." he added.

Her mind was cloudy and the feeling over her orgasm was approaching quickly. "You! Fuck! You only you, Eren!" she moaned.

"Cum baby. Cum all over my fucking fingers," Eren growled as he fingered her quickly.

Suddenly, her walls tightened around him and her orgasm took over her body. The sparks of euphoria danced across her skin as her eyes went white from the pleasure, her pussy dripping cum.

She breathed heavily trying to recover from her orgasm as Eren removed his fingers, which were now covered in her arousal.

"Good girl," Eren said, kissing her cheek.

(Y/N) stood on wobbly legs. She looked back at Eren who still had wide eyes with lust.

"Eren?" she asked, furrowing her brows.

He chuckled. "Where you going princess?" he asked smirking. "We still have something else to finish," he added, stroking the print in his pants.

(Y/N) smirked. "Don't look away from the mirror then," she said, walking back towards him.