#when they fit they fit good but when they dont fit they sting so bad its enough for me to consider closing the fic altogether

[naomiarai]

彡♡╰┈➤ heeseung + backshots + anal! // mdnfi :3 — 18+

backshots with heeseung, calloused hands running over the curve of your cute ass, before landing a stinging slap~! poor thing, what a whimpering mess you were, should have been more cautious about leaving the door open when you were grinding against pillow not long ago huh? “aw, whats wrong? c’mon, give me a show won’t you? let me see how you’ll make yourself a mess” he groans into your ear, bending over your back. you turn your head around slightly, just when you feel him push his cock inside. “i..i’m sorry, oh fuck! nngh— please”

you whine as he pounds into your wet cunt, lewd sounds of his cock plunging into you fogging your head. your arm goes around to slow him down, the coil inside your stomach building up faster than you could take. heeseung mutters curses to himself, slapping your arm away as he slaps your ass for nth time.

“fucking take it! take it! greedy slut, you asked for it shit—” he says out loud, hip hitting your harder than ever. you think you could pass out if you closed your eyes long enough, heart burning and cunt sucking up dick so good. you feel so full, pussy filled up with his huge cock, but your eyes almost jump out as you feel his thumb circle around your tight rim. he slows down before your cunt could burst out white, “ m not letting you cum, pretty, but dont worry, i’ll keep you full enough” he tells you as he pulls out of your hole, leaving it clenching around air. you whine in the process, tears running down your face as you linger on the thought that you could've cum. “please.. w-wanna cum so bad ah-” you moan out as he enters his mushroom tip inside your asshole; your hips buck up at the feeling, gosh he feels so, so big.

heeseung squeezes your arm, a simple check in to make sure you were still okay, to which you simply give a slight nod, something any other person wouldn't really notice if he wasn't so focused on you. inch by inch he slides himself in, letting out a groan at how tight you were. you eyes roll back, body stiffening as he bottom out inside you. getting up on your elbows, you circle your hips around his cock, trying to find fit, letting out small whimpers. as soon as you adjust to his size, heeseung spreads your cheeks as he slips in and out, sloppy and wet is all your could hear, falling back face down onto the sheets. “god, so fucking tight, should regularly fuck all your holes, shouldn't i?” he says as he picks up his speed, the noises getting increasingly wet and loud. you swear you see stars; voice stuck inside as the feeling prevents you from uttering a single word. you can feel he’s about to cum, just his breathing getting heavier and thrusts getting sloppier~ and thats what he does, he fills your tight hole, sticky white dripping into your cunt as well.

(if u misbehave you dont get to cum) :3

[onyondump]

You Look Good in Red

Arthur Shelby x F!Reader

Summery : Your thought of Arthur in red as his wife

Note : This is a quick one and has not been proofread yet. Also dont mind the picture, there is no gorey scene, its quite wholesome?

Masterlist

GRAMMAR BAD, DON’T EAT ME!

You’ve always been a good wife to Arthur, at least that's what the family says. You were never nosy and always doing your wifely duties on the sidelines without much complaining. Sometimes outsiders would gossip amongst each other saying how much you don’t really fit in with the Shelbys or that the family trapped you into the marriage that you probably don’t want. 

In truth though, you were deeply in love with your husband. The romance you have with him was not really apparent, when he was first courting you he wrote poems and drew doodles to give to you whenever he bought bread at the bakery you used to work at and you would respond with a poem of your own and a sweet kiss before he went. The look he gave you afterwards was enough to give you the energy to deal with your shift the whole day. It’s not something outsiders or even his closest brothers would think of when guessing how you two end up together so it's always fun to see their reactions when you tell them. 

There is a disconnect with the Arthur strutting down the street and the Arthur you see in your shared bedroom but they are both sides of Arthur that you charised deeply. Countless times he would come home bloody, you would tend to him despite the stinging smell of iron, gently cleaning the crimson red blood off his face and countless times you can’t help but admire how the red blood in contrast to his fair freckled skin would make him more handsome in your eyes. You’ve never really said it outloud, knowing how much he hated being reminded of the things he did but you would always kiss him afterwards to remind you that you love him. If other people had the right to be afraid of him then you have the right to be in love with him too. 

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Dressing up is the one of the privileges you have as a Shelby. Every party you attend you would have on your clothes each more luxurious next. Arthur would say it’s his way of rewarding you for always putting up with him which would return with a giggle and smile. You know that deep down this is also a reward for him too. He would touch you tenderly, feeling the softness of your blue silk gown, or mapping the rough intricate detail of the lace. He never would have said anything about it and dismissed that he even had any preference to begin with but you can tell he does by the twinkle in eyes, or how scrunched up his face would be. You get the feeling that it's more than just admiration you would see in other couples, there is a sense of envy and longing for something but you never really find out what it is or ask him what it was. 

“That new lipstick love?” 

It’s midnight after another party and you wore a new color lipstick, crimson red, as supposed to your regular coral one and it’s the first time Arthur has seen you in it. 

“Yes, I ran out of my regular one, so I bought a new one” you replied walking to the vanity where you saw your husband sitting on the queen size bed in only his trousers mirrored to you. His eyes look tired, half drunk, bore into you before he stood up to join you in front of the vanity. 

“It looks good on you love” he said before reaching down to gently guide you to face him before kissing your soft lips. You can hear the sound of his heartbeat with the sway of the wind, enjoying his thin lips as his mustache tickles your nose. You deepen the kiss for a little while longer before separating to meet his blue eyes before realizing the lipstick has transferred to his lips. 

“Oh the lipstick it transferred to you” you rush to try to find something to wipe it with only to find him looking at the mirror of the vanity with the same look you had seen but never understand until this moment. It’s the same look you’ve seen him make when drawing all those years ago before dropping the hobby to help his family; the same look you’ve seen him make admiring flowers when his brothers aren’t around; and the same look you see him look at you at the party across the room. 

You approach him again, slowly wrapping your arms around his waist as you rest your chin on his tense shoulders. 

“You look good in red, Art” you say as you can feel his shoulders loosen and his body slightly lean back at you. 

“I think so too”  

[finitevoid]

I was tagged by @sparrowmoth to share the first few lines of my last 10 fanfics. i dont post half of what I write so to save my sanity from boosting exclusively the relatively old stuff on my ao3 account im just going to include WIPs in progress

Hummingbird Heartbeat

WHAT REMAINS OF CENTRAL CITY, A REACH LABOR CAMP, SPRING 2056 “Did you get it?” Nathaniel frets, clenching and unclenching his fists. “Yeah,” Bart replies, pulling the aforementioned piece of tech from it’s hiding spot tucked into his shoe. It’s small, so it fit against his skinny ankle— long and thin and light.

Warchild (HH's sequel)

GATEWAY CITY, OCTOBER 3RD, 2001, 10 AM He’s looking at her, Helena can tell. She can feel it on the back of her neck. His gaze is heavy, and it almost— burns. When she turns to look back at him, his eyes are scarlet.

Blueberry Bruises

She feels the explosion. Of course she feels the explosion; everyone does. The ground had been wracked with tremors for a good half an hour, but that shaking was paltry compared to the devastating, cacophonous shaking caused by the explosion. She felt it in her teeth, in her bones, in her eyes, and most of all, in her magic. 

Strawberry Split Lip

There is not, actually, zero contact between the Isle of the Lost and the United Kingdoms of Auradon. Both sides may act like there is— the put-upon ignorance of the royals, the cursory sneers of the villains— but the Isle and Auradon are linked; you can’t have one without the other.

From a doc only titled 'SHAME'

Ruggie scratches the pen against notebook paper, filling out a packet of calculations for his Magical Runes class. It’s due in about— he checks his phone—five hours. The test, too, is in about five hours. And Ruggie doesn’t intend to get any sleep between now and then; he gets all his best test scores after an all-nighter spent cramming. 

Diasomnia Fairytale

The boy, Lilia comes to understand, is human. He had seemed unreal, when he found him; not so much a human as something out of a faded, and yet glittering dream. Tiny eyes squeezed shut, pale cheeks and small hands clenched into equally small fists. Pale skin like metallic ichor with hair as light as spun spider-silk.

From a doc that's a pun on the ship name "Ikesoren" and the word "eyesore"

Ike watches as his blood stains the bathwater pink. It sloughs from his skin where the water kisses his sides, lapping gently. The cuts sting, but he can’t bring himself to mind.

A fic I am writing at an irl friend's behest due to his utter glee at my ability to mimic bad ao3 smut

Alhaitham pinches the bridge of his nose, sighs harshly through his mouth, and watches as Kaveh explodes through their front door and into their home. He slams the door behind him with a violence; it rattles in its hinges.

Ruggie Bucchi's Unwitting Foray into Rest and Relaxation

“You work too hard,” Leona’d said, as if he wasn’t lounging, half-dressed, on his unmade, king-sized bed. “It exhausts me just watching you. You should take some time off.”

Prince Kingscholar's Unwitting Foray into Community Outreach

Leona Kingscholar’s life gets significantly weirder after he finally graduates Night Raven College at the ripe age of twenty-two. Well— it doesn’t get weird at first. At first it gets, in retrospect, extremely boring.

i tag uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myself from the mirror dimension

[mcl4r3n]

sometimes i wonder what daniel really thinks of how good lando is doing right now. because i'm sure he's so happy that lando is finally in a good car and that lando's getting to show off just how good he is. but i wonder if it still stings a little bit to see lando doing so well in a mclaren, doing so well on the team that fucked daniel over so badly

i feel like daniel isn't the type to walk around with a grudge forever, but i also feel like he might be just a little bit happy and a little bit petty about the fact that he's still got the most recent win for mclaren and that he got it when they had an absolute shitbox for a car

and i wonder how daniel will really feel when (because it's a when and not an if) lando wins his first race. because i'm sure he will be happy for lando because he loves lando, but i wonder if he'd be happier if lando didn't win in a mclaren

don't mind me, just in my feels today lmao

- dando anon

I constantly think about the tightrope that Daniel probably walks in loving Lando and being so royally fucked over by McLaren. I think that Danny, at this point, has just accepted that like a bad pair of shoes or a therapist that didn't work out or an antidepressant that gave him bad side effects or a loveless marriage, he and McLaren were just not a good fit.

I think he's mature enough now to divorce himself from his time at McLaren, and even if sometimes it stings once in a while, his adoration of Lando supersedes and trumps those ill-feelings.

I PERSONALLY am super gloaty about how Daniel still gave them their last win, and super annoyed at McLaren for not celebrating that properly at present the way he deserves.

I dont reckon he'd be happier if Lando didn't win in a McLaren. He knows that Lando's relationship with McLaren is super super special to Lando, and the team ADORES Landito. I think he'd be over the moon crazy happy for him, regardless.

Because remember that Red Bull lowkey screwed Daniel over, too, in 2018. And he still celebrated Max's wins despite that. :)

[splatattackz]

Death (noun.)

aka hotel au slimecicle fucking dies

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(story under cut i dont want to clog tag and stuff)

Death is a weird thing.

Especially in this hotel.

Everyone reacts differently.

Charlie didn't know how to react.

It all came so suddenly. The feeling of a metal bar on his abdomen. The stinging and fiery sensation of pain as acid ate at his body - a feeling that lasted a bit too long for Charlies liking. And then the wave of calm. The feeling of floating in space, and the sight of stars surrounding him. He didn't know what to make of it.

"How unfortunately fortunate!" a monotone voice chanted the back of his mind. It felt as if it came from both nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

Charlie couldn't say anything in response to the voice. It was like all the air from his lungs had been stolen. It was choking. But he was not dying.

Then, abruptly, the voice stopped. A deafening silence filled the air for what felt like an eternity. And then a whisper. And then a thousand whispers, all overlapping each other.

Eat the star. Eat the star. Eat the star. Eat the star. Eat the star. Eat the star. Eat the star.

Over and over again.

It was overwhelming.

It was so loud.

Slowly, a small star, maybe the size of an apple, floated down in front of Charlie as the whispers grew louder and louder. It burned brightly, illuminating nearly the entire room. Heat radiated off of it like a hot oven.

But Charlie barely hesitated in eating the star. Anything. Anything to make the noise stop.

As soon as he ate the star, all the whispers fell silent in an split second. If Charlie could breathe, he wouldve sighed in relief. Quiet. At last. Gods had such an empty silence never felt so good.

But such peace was short-lived. Very short-lived. After a few minutes of silence, the pain started again. It felt like dying all over again.

It was like, one by one, each of Charlies limbs were exploding and then re-assembling. Tearing apart down to his bones and then re-sewing themselves together into something new. It was excruciating. It was almost as bad as the whispers from before.

Charlie must've passed out from it because when he blinked next, he was in the staff-only room of the hotel. He sat up and looked at his hands. They were no longer flesh. None of his body was. It was all.. goop. Green slime. It felt.. weird. So, so weird.

He didn't know what to make of it. Just a few minutes before, he had been human. And he had been alive. But now.. he wasnt sure he was either of those. He couldn't be either of those.

"What the fuck just happened." Was all Charlie could muster to say as he turned his head to look at the only other 2 people in the room with him - Jaiden and Fit. They both just shrugged.

"Welcome to the staff!" Fit laughed, "You'll get used to the whole death thing."

…

Death surely is a weird thing.

Charlie would rate it 1 star on Yelp.

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

Hiiii im gonan sleeps oon but i want you alllll to know ur all myf rieds .... even tho i onyl talk 2 like 3 of you .... we are allllfriends everyone who sees this is my friend everyone whk sees my posts we are ...f riends. Also if u want me to make a list plssss do j liek makign lists ... and. Stuff. Especially whe tbehre jrwi related. Get me to make a, list and ill doit, . I can even make a list of. So kuch. Colours. Leaves. Flowers. Cloud formations. Rock formations eventho i dint know much abt them. Lists and lists sooo mny lists. Im the list man. I also like making intelligable diagrams in...mspaint. butnyea. Any list i can do 4 you. Psl ask me to make lists pslsplsplsllls i love listing thing

s. I will even list top 10 characters in ur url and why. Or assign colours to posts. Or. Assigning colours to things is fun. Also textures. Im very autistic just oike the rest of this webbed site but i rpomsie i will make so manh lists forever and ever and ever. Top 10s r hard tho when im not given examples. I cant do top 10 words in the english language bc i have a bad memroy and i fprgot what words we have. But if u give me a group of words i can list them for you. Anhthign. List.... s ar efun. Very fu .n

Goodnight now tho ill list in the mornigng. Top 10 things to do:

1. Sleep

2. Cat

3. Cat is jow a thing u ca n do

4. Friends :3<33333333

.5.t he humber 3. Irs very versatile

6 . Making art with ur hands or mind or voice or your you.

7. Chilling foreber and breaking rj,ez (the rules are thwt you need to do things)(they are lying do whtever you want foreber and do mtohjng ever and go awya)

8. Firiends

9. Eatign

10. Drinjgn beverages. And waye.r thats a beverage

Also. A list of. Things i am allergic to:

1. I thinks tmh in makeup remover.

2. We dont knwom tho

.3 maybe kiwi. Ive never had it. Mt grandmas allergic to kiwi

4. Also maybe bee stings ivenever been stung bh a bee so idk.

. 5. Erm., shcool. Blwo it up FOREVER ?!!!! NOw. And then we will all be happy

And finally a list of genders i am:

1. a girlieeeeee a girllllll yippeeee teeheeee girliesssss <33333 :33333

2. Simply a guy a dude a bro a dudebroguy but a Scared one. Who doesnt know the rules.

3. A girllbrooooo but a scared one still. Who is sexy to some people and cringe to others. But is sevretly sexy to them too

4. Whatever fits jn with whoever i am arounddd <3333 we are guyss having boys night no girls allowed we are girliesss having girlsss nightttt teehee no boyzzz.

5. Minecraft ost

6. Will woods albums mINUS THE ONE THAT CAME OUT WHEN I WAS IN FRANCE. THAT ONE SOUNDED GOOD BUT KY FRANCE TRIP SUCKED. All th3 others r me tho.

7. Tank tops and alsl skirts and also graphic tees

8. Timothy rand

9. Dude what if i used he/she pronouns how wicked would that be. Only on here tho anywhere else theyd skin me alive

10. Aall my punctuation in sentences like. Dude bro man omg sick woag wtf like ... wicked sick. Wicked sicked. Wick sick. Candlestick. Gonna dtart saying smoly hokes.

11. Smth that pisses off everyone at school sooooooooo much they hate me sooooo mcuh they are huntjng me for sport i dropped out of sport bc they hated my ass too much.

12. A kitty cat

[pedgito]

Hi can I make a request?

what about reader breaking up with Eddie and even tho he’s heartbroken he accepts it cuz they both know they really dont have anything in common besides great chemistry in bed, great sex. So Eddie asks reader if she lets him fuck her one more time before they end up things for good (very angsty and hot)

Sorry if my english is bad 😩 love your work 🫶🏻

author’s note: the way i screamed BREAKUP SEX!! when you sent this in lmao, i was really eager to write this

cw: 18+ (minors dni), fem!reader, breakup sex, lots of angst, eddie is kind of mean and cocky (rightfully so), oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms (just two lol), if i missed anything lmk!

word count: 2.6k

You tried, you really tried. Things with Eddie were great, until they weren’t—you could never mesh, find interests in the same thing, it was like forcing a shaped block into the wrong hole, you could make it fit if you forced it, but it was better to just give up, try something new. It was the last thing you wanted to do, but there was nothing left to fix.

The sex had always been good too—amazing, even. Eddie was the type of partner that worshiped in bed, took care of you, made sure that you were always the focal point. He was never afraid to try new things or let you take control, it was the only time you two could connect on a personal level; physical, mentally, emotionally—and Eddie was sweet, he always had been, it just wasn’t going to work out, it couldn’t. 

Even after a few months of dating, that weird, nagging feeling in the back of your mind never went away. His music was too loud and overwhelming, you cared too much about school, and his silly little D&D club was the least important thing—in your mind. Eddie was as polar opposite as one could get it and it broke your heart.

Eddie was just as distraught—he never saw the disconnect, how much you tried and tried, but just couldn’t make it work. He was so enraptured in his own interest that he lost sight of the relationship—and he care about you, damn near loved you, but he couldn’t give up everything he loved for something he wasn’t sure he even had merit in anymore. Eddie couldn’t express how badly he wanted things to work out, but he knew your mind was set. 

“You don’t even wanna try?” He asks softly, perched on his bed with his arms slung over his knees, his bare feet planted on the bed. 

You tried to keep your distance, sat carefully at the edge, hands curled into one another as you rubbed the sides of your shoes together, trying to find the right words.

“We have tried, Eddie,” You reply, a mix of frustration and regret in your voice, “we’re too different.”

“I like us,” He tells you, but it felt like a lie. He liked the idea, the physical connection—and maybe it would take time, he’d never know now, “don’t you?”

“Of course,” You say passionately, “but you deserve someone who likes the same things you do.”

Eddie bows his head, curls obscuring his face as he stares down at his sheets. He’s not an emotional guy, but if he told you he wasn’t feeling that familiar sting of tears, his eyes welling up—he’d be lying.

And as stone cold as you’re trying to be, you’re not an asshole. It takes half a second before you’re crowding in front of him, forcing yourself into his lap—and it feels normal, cozy—he relaxes into the hold you have on his face, brushing his hair away from his face until he looks at you. His eyes were your favorite thing about him; deep and full of emotion, wide eyed and vulnerable. 

“You do,” You reiterate, feeling his hands coming up to rest gently against your waist. He couldn’t handle you this close, it was torture, “it’s just not me, Eddie.”

His mouth opens for a moment, but he chokes on the words, swallows them back down—he can’t let you leave like this, knowing he’ll probably never speak to you again; he wants you, needs you, if you’ll have him, even if that moment is fleeting and temporary.

“What’s on your mind?” You push, watching his eyebrows crease in thought. He shakes his head.

“It’s stupid.”

“I doubt that,” You laugh softly, “talk to me.”

Eddie sighs deeply, gathering the courage to speak.

“I get that you don’t want this—that’s okay, I’m not gonna force something that clearly isn’t working,” He pauses, trying to find the right way to word things without seeming like a jerk, “I was just hoping—maybe, we could—“

“Are you asking for sex?” You interrupt with a wide smile, amused by his shyness in asking; it was nothing like him. 

Eddie nods, feeling ridiculous. “Yeah—yes, I guess.”

“We are pretty good at that,” You point out, a tantalizing tone in your voice, “is that all you want?”

He wants everything, but he knows it’s impossible.

“Yeah—wanna feel good,” He tells you, his hand coming up to brush against the side of your face, his thumb rubbing at the start of your jaw, just below your ear, “want to make you feel good.”

The sex was mind-blowing—and who were you to deny that self indulgence. 

You nod slowly, bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you relax into his touch. Eddie leans forward, wet mouth latching onto your neck, any worry you had suddenly diminished.

“Wanna fuck you until you can’t even think straight,” He admits, nudging you head back further, allowing him more access to the sensitive skin, exploring the column of your neck, “—tell me you want that.”

“I do,” You sigh, hands leaving his face to grasp at the collar of his shirt, yanking gently at the fabric, “god—I really fucking do.”

Eddie pulls back, removing his shirt, allowing you the access you wanted, cold hands pressed against his burning hot skin, pressing him down against the mattress, silently asking him to hold off. Your shirt goes next, tossed somewhere behind you, along with your bra and some of Eddie’s assistance, his wide hand reaching behind you to unclasp it on the first try. He laughs softly, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your breasts in his palms, your mouth open in a quiet moan, denim rocking against denim, the growing outline of his cock pressing against your cunt. 

Eddie groans softly, his hands covering the expanse of your thighs as you moved against him, the pressure a nice tease for what’s to come, your hands resting against his stomach, the soft drag of your fingers tickling him—he laughs suddenly, the muscles clenching underneath your hands.

“You’re so ticklish,” You comment idly, digging your fingers in slightly, but Eddie can’t take it, leaning up to switch the dynamic, rolling you underneath him, “—Eddie, what the hell?”

He leaves a soft trail of open mouth kisses down your chest, your stomach, until his lips hit the hem of your jeans.

“Need to take care of her first,” He motions to your covered cunt, the faint hint of your arousal flooding his senses, it drives him wild, “being the gentleman that I am and all.”

And who were you to deny such an experience?

“Please,” You beg wantonly, aiding in his attempt to rid you of your pants, your soft pink panties, his hand spreading you open wide, his mouth latching onto you without hesitation, your hand finds its way into his hair immediately, “—oh, okay—we’re really impatient, I guess.”

His hands squeeze at your hips, pulling you closer and closer, until you were sure he couldn’t even breathe, his face so deeply buried in your cunt, the gentle nudge of his nose against your swelling bud was just what you needed, his tongue sliding into your opening gently. 

“Talk,” He mumbles, “I wanna hear you.”

Selfishly, he just wanted to remember you like this—begging, whining, being just as mouthy as you always were. 

“Fuck—“ You sigh, his tongue running up the seam of your cunt, his eyes locked on yours, “I’m gonna miss this.”

It's a momentary slip, you try not to think about it too much.

Eddie nods knowingly, “More.” 

His fingers come next, alongside his diligently working tongue, flicking against your clit teasingly as he slides a finger, then two, a steady pace that has you keening pleasure. 

You whine softly, yanking at his hair, desperate to hold yourself off until he’s inside of you, “Gonna miss that mouth—those hands—god, those fucking rings,” Eddie chuckles softly, rubbing the face of his rings against your clit gently as he pulls away, earning a high pitched moan that surprises both of you as it rips from your chest, the contrasting cold against wet heat, “just want to feel you inside me—one more time.”

Eddie leans back abruptly, curling over you to grab at the half empty box sitting on his dresser, pulling out the roll of condoms, clinging on by their serrated edges. He rips one off, your eyes following his every move.

He palms the front of his jeans—his confidence on a high as he stared down at you, his cheeks flushed from exertion, mouth still wet with your slick. 

“You think you deserve it?” He asks, voice harsh but teasing. “Because, I don’t think you do.”

You nod furiously, reaching forward the pull at his jeans, fingers looping underneath his belt. He swats your hand away with force, deft fingers working at his belt, the button of his jeans, until he can reach into his boxers and finally get a hand on himself, putting himself on full display—basking in the way you watched with jealousy, a small bit of anger, wanting so badly for him to be inside you, not teasing you with his own lingering touches to himself. But, that’s exactly what he wanted. 

You’ve watched him bring himself to his own orgasm a couple times; once at your own request, the other at his, but this felt different. It was like he was mocking you, making you feel worse. Did he want you to regret this?

“How badly?” He asks, eyes half lidded as he fingers run along the underside of cock, allowing a few slow tugs at his shaft until he’s fully hard, a small string of precum leaking from the tip—you wanted to lean forward, bury himself into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat, had you gasping for air, but Eddie wasn’t going to allow that, “Tell me how badly you want it.”

You raise up on your arm, elbows resting behind you, watching his hand glide against his cock steadily, the growing pace of his chest as he breathes, becoming more and more labored.

“So badly, Eddie.” You plead, “Need to remember this, remember how good you feel—“

“—and you begging while my cock is inside of you,” His smirk is faint, “is that what you need?”

“Yes, Eddie—“ You were growing impatient, tired of the show he was putting on, it felt like humiliation, “stop—you wanted sex, right? So stop dragging it out.”

And it hurts, like a knife to his heart, shoved deep and twisted for good measure—he’s going to give you what you want, but not without making his thoughts and feelings perfectly clear. 

He works the condom on silently, the growing tension in the air thick, bordering on uncomfortable—and when he finally slides into you, a shared mix of sighs—it suddenly feels like the biggest mistake in the world. 

You came here to break up with him, not end up in his bed, under him, watching as he struggled to keep himself together as his hips angled slightly, thrusting up into you with fervor. 

And he starts talking, spewing every last thought on his mind. 

He buries his face into your neck, his hand gripped tightly on your thigh as he locks it around his hip, your hands resting gently against his shoulders as he rocks into you, “I can’t believe you want to give this up,” You hear, muffled against your skin, “after making me like you—if you knew, why—why—“

“I didn’t,” You say softly, gasping as he shifted his hips, his pace slowing slightly, “I swear I didn’t—I just—“

“Just what?” He interrupts, “Just want me to be happy?”

He leans back suddenly, fixing the angle until it’s almost unbearable, he’s resting back on his knees, your legs locked in his hands as he forced them back—he had nothing to hide anymore, wanting to watch you fall apart, a mess of tears, mumbled words, he wanted you to regret this.

“I’ve always been happy,” He admits, “I don’t need you to—to enjoy the same things I do.”

You hiccup, hand shooting up to push against his chest, or grab, you weren’t sure—you were using him as anchor. 

“I’m not gonna force you to stay,” He admits, “But, I hope you remember how this feels—and know that you’ll never find anyone else like me—no one’s going to take care of you like I did.”

And he has every right to be cocky, because it’s true. Eddie was the type of man that carried you to bed when you fell asleep on the couch, be at your beck and call when you were sick, always there to serve you, unselfishly—just because he cared. 

But, you’re stubborn as all hell, and you couldn’t second guess yourself. It’s what was necessary—at least, you hoped.

His thumb drags against your sensitive clit, the feeling of being stretched out and overstimulated too much to handle, and you fall apart easily, nearly sobbing at how fast your orgasm hits you.

“I’m not done.” He tells you, fucking into you at a pace that has the mattress threatening to slip away from the box spring, you hands pressed against the wall above you to keep your head from hitting the hard surface—Eddie didn’t get like this often, but it was there, it always had been.

His fingers rub against your oversensitive clit once more, giving you no recovery time at all, forcing you to compose yourself, knowing that if Eddie wanted you to come again, he was determined to make it happen. 

“You can do it,” He encourages, his voice soft despite his actions, forced grunts escaping his chest as he feels himself slipping, thrusts becoming less forceful and more erratic, losing himself in his own chase for pleasure, “come with me, sweetheart.”

“I can’t.” You pant softly, shaking your head.

Eddie nods encouragingly, “You can, I know you can.”

He was relentless, rubbing deliberate circles against your clit, his thighs tensing from his own impending release, letting go off your leg he still had in his grip, pulling your hips close, imagining that maybe if he didn’t have that condom—he could just bury himself into you, pump you full and leave you with him for the rest of the day, forcing you to think about him as his come slipped out of you. 

This was the last time he would ever have you, though—so it’s just a thought, one he knows will never become reality. 

You come with a strained cry, desperately grabbing for Eddie’s arm as he thrust into you harshly, finally falling apart over you with the same amount of emotion, collapsing against you fully, nothing but silence as you both come down—the air was charged, intimate, and you hated it. 

Eddie doesn’t say much as he pulls his shirt over his head, grabbing at his hair to pull it from where it gets stuck under the material. His mind is racing, he wants to say everything—beg you to stay, tell you to never leave, that he really does think he might be in love with you, but it never sees the light of day.

“I guess I’ll see you at school.” He says, avoiding your gaze pointedly, his back to you. 

“Yeah,” You say softly, now dressed and desperate to run away—knowing that all of this was a mistake from the moment you agreed to let him have you only a half hour ago, “I guess.”

And Eddie doesn’t watch you leave, he doesn’t look at you in the halls, he can’t bring himself to endure that pain.

He doesn’t think you’ll ever come around to the idea of being with him again. Eddie knew he didn’t deserve you, like most things in his life, you were too good to be true. 

[shiggyscumrag]

How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes<3

I also plan on making a demon slayer and haikyuu version so look out for that hoessss

Midoriya Izuku

Dude he would flip, but like in a positive way-

He would get so flustered and immediately start muttering on and on about how pretty you look and try to poorly hide his embarrassment

He would find it really cute, plus he wears slightly bigger sized shirts so it wouldnt fit to tight on you

And even if it did he would find it absolutely adorable

You wearing one of his shirts that literally say "shirt" and a pair of his sweats to go along with it and it would be one of his new favorite things

He would ask if he could take a picture to save as his new homescreen deadass

He just cant get over how adorbale you look so of course hes gonna get all flustered and lovey dovey

10/10 would cuddle you for the rest of the night and not let you leave. Sleepover timeeeee

"What are you wearing?" He said as he stumbled across you in one of his shirts and sweats. You were bored and uncomfy in your jeans and tshirt so you decided it was a good idea to steal some of your boyfriends clothes to get more comfortable. Of course he was a little smaller in size then you but it would still work.

"I got uncomfortable and I thought you wouldn't mind if I borrowed some clothes to change into. I can change if you want-"

"No no no, you're okay! I mean I like you in my clothes, and I'm glad they make you comfortable! I just didnt know what you were doing and I was a little confused at first but you look really cute so I really don't mind at all, I swear! I was just a little startled-" you were interrupted by Izuku's rambling. He always did this when he was nervous. All you could really do is chuckle, and have your cheeks blush slightly at the compliments while getting comfy on his bed.

Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou thought it was a dumb idea at first, like he just didnt get it

Though after your persistent meddling he gave in and gave you one of his shirts

After you put it on and showed him he got all flustered and very horny

He felt weirdly proud about it, it was like a way of marking you as his and he liked that

And omg when you stole and wore a pair of his boxers, he fucking malfunctioned. Heres how the scenario would go in my head-

"Welcome back Katsuki!" You said cheerfully from further inside his dorm.

"Ah, what are you doing here shitty woman! I'm tired and want to go to bed-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw you laying on his bed in his boxers and his classic skull tshirt. He didnt realize how horny he had been but now the bulge in his pants was very prominent and uncomfortably tight.

"See something you like katsu?" You teased. You knew he had been stressed from interning lately and I mean so have you, so why not kill two birds with one stone?

"Hell yeah I do." He said crossing the room fast and finding your lips. A heated makeout session started, you had sat up and placed your hands on his chest starting to undo his tie and unbutton his uniform shirt. He pulled away and smirked grabbing you by the chin making you look at him.

"You're such a naughty girl." He pulled his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, hissing when the cool air hit his cock. "Now get to sucking slut." You smirked and went down to lick his slit, some pre hitting your taste buds making you mewl. You began to bob your head at a steady pace. He groaned as his head fell back, a hand falling behind your head guiding your movements.

"Such a good little slut for me. Got any panties under here?" He said snapping the elastic of his boxers, leaving a delicious sting on your hip. You hummed causing another groan to rip through his throat. He pulled you off his cock with a pop.

"Is that a yes or a no sweet cheeks?" He said dragging his thumb against your drool soaked lips

"No sir, I dont have any panties on." You say, eyes half lidded and full of lust.

"Good answer-" He started as he pinned you down on the bed and left a chaste kiss on your lips. "Cause I was gonna take em' off anyways."

Kirishima Eijiro

When you first ask if you could borrow a shirt and pants to wear to sleep in his dorm he gladly excepted

He found it to be quote on quote "the manliest thing ever"

He would feel bad that his clothes are tight on you so he buys a couple over sized ones and wears them to get them to smell like him and next time you come to trade out hoodies he gives you those in hopes it'll make you feel more comfy

He would def also steal your clothes

He would love to wear your hoodies around the dorm and flex about having them

He loves that you feel comfortable enough to wear his clothes and to also let him wear yours

It's a trust and comfort thing that he finds the most adorbale

It makes him feel so happy, you make him so happy<3

You heard a knock on your door. You got up from your bed and made your way to the door as whoever it was continued to knock. You opened it up to see a red head with sharp teeth grinning widely at you.

"Hey kiri!" You said wrapping your arms around his neck as you leaned forward to place a kiss on his cheek. He wrapped one arm around your waist and chuckled at your kiss.

"I came by to swap hoodies again! Yours stopped smelling like you." He said with a pout on his lips.

"Ah its okay baby, I'll give you another one!" You said with a smile.

Todoroki Shouto

Shouto would be confused on why exactly you would want to wear his clothes when you have your own that are perfectly fine

But he would still find it oddly comforting and very cute

He didn't really know that was a thing that couples do, you know trading clothes

So you would steal his hoodies and you would give him yours to sleep in

Dude he would get so happy

He would put your hoodie on for the first time alone in his dorm after you dropped it off and gave him a kiss goodnight

So he puts it on and just feels so comfy and at home in a sense. He just feels so calm and at peace with the world

Plus when he realizes it smells like you he goes wild

Would sleep in it every night and every morning he would fold it neatly and place it on his pillow so that when he gets home after a long day of class and interning with his dad he can wear it straight out his shower and smell your scent and be able to go to sleep peacefully that night

He can only hope his hoodies make you feel the same way yours do to him

"I can have this?" He says holding out the hoodie of yours you just gave him to be able to wear, a stoic expression still painted on his face.

"Well yeah! I thought since you let me have yours that you could have mine!" You said with a smile. Shoto couldn't help the heat that started to flush his face. He never knew that this is what couples do. He just knew they cuddled, kissed, held hands, and went on dates. He didn't know you could exchange clothing as a form of affection, but when you asked to have one of his hoodies he did love the idea of you wearing them. Shoto liked it even more when he saw you around the dorm in them.

"Thank you y/n. I appreciate it greatly." He spoke.

"Of course roni!" You said leaning in and pecking his lips "Goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!" You said skipping towards the girls dorms.

"Goodnight. Sleep well." He said softly. You smiled and waved goodbye. Once you rounded the corner and he could no longer see you he entered his room now staring at the hoodie once again.

He pushed the hoodie over his head and put his arms through. He adjusted the material until he was comfortable. He looked in the mirror and stated to go red. He was wearing your hoodie. He started to get this euphoric feeling of relief. A sense of home is what he felt while wearing it. He tucked himself into bed and laid his head on his pillow when he got a sudden whiff of your scent. It smelled like you too. He felt even more comfy now. He went to sleep peacefully that night. It felt like he was going to sleep in your arms. It was amazing. He now wears it every night and when it doesnt smell like you anymore he asks for you to wear it to make it smell like you again. You have definitely created a monster-

Mezo Shoji

Shoji is a pretty big fella and because of his quirk his clothes are kinda unique

BUT his pants and boxers are normal and can fit you fairly well

I feel like he would also get over sized clothes to lounge in so he feels less restricted so that's a bonus for you

So now you steal his pants all the time when your too lazy to go to your dorm and change or if you haven't done laundry and your out of comfy clothes

Plus you steal his boxers to basically substitute them as spandex shorts

I feel like he wouldnt know that he would like seeing you in his clothes until he did and he would get really happy.

And he finds it incredibly sexy when you wear his boxers, like damn you finna get WRECK-

You have once again stolen one of Shojis pair of boxers to wear as spandex, cause their just so comfy! Your boyfriend was currently downstairs in the kitchen getting you guys snacks for your movie night in his dorm.

You had gotten one his boxers and hid your panties in your pants and folded them nicely over on the nightstand. He came in with his hands full of popcorn, candy, and drinks. Not the healthiest but for sure yummy!

"Here let me help bubs!" You say getting out from under the blanket and standing to help grab stuff from his hands. He stared down at your lower stomach, hips, and thighs seeing them covered in the print of one his boxers. He was used to you stealing his pants and boxers but their was something different this time. Something in him snapped. "You okay Shoji?" You asked placing your hands on his chest after already setting the drinks and candy down. Popcorn still in one hand he took the other and stroked your cheek.

"I'm okay love. I see you stole my boxers again." One of his arms finding its place to settle on your hip.

"Oh yeah I did. I didn't feel like running back all the way to my dorm just to change." You spoke "Is that okay?" You asked, a silent plead in your eyes for it to be okay with him.

"Yeah it's okay." He said bending down and nuzzling his cheek against yours. You hummed in contentment before speaking.

"I'll get the movie ready!" You said running over to his laptop on his desk across the room. Shoji saw your pants folded neatly on his night stand where he was gonna set the popcorn and drinks so they were easier to reach. He set down the popcorn on the bed and picked up your pants accidentally unfolding them and causing your panties to fall on the floor at his feet. A flush crossed Shojis face, a scorching heat firing through his body. This is the straw that broke the camel's back.

You couldn't figure out what movie you wanted to watch. You just scrolled and scrolled and scrolled through Netflix's recommended page finding absolutely nothing. Next thing you knew you felt Shojis hands wrap around you waist and his face right next to your ear.

"Shoji what are you-"

"No panties huh?" He interrupted.

That's all you needed to hear to know you were gonna have a long night filled with hours of unwatched watched movies and a bunch of screens saying "Are you still watching?"

Hanta Sero

He would praise the ever loving dog snot out of your bro

Dude he would praise you left and right, up and down, side to side which is basically the same thing as left to right but we wont talk about it

He absolutely loves it

He never knew he needed this until now and he is never going back

He loves how you look in his clothes so he would for sure start getting slightly oversized stuff so it will fit you more comfortably so you dont have an excuse not to wear his clothes

Even though he would be perfectly content if you only wore them in his dorm, he just wants you in his clothes now 24/7

He would also steal your clothes<3 and he would always say he likes how they smell like you AHHHHHHH

"Come on, do a little twirl for me!" Sero teased as he spun his finger around in a circle.

"Sero!" You said, you could feel your face growing hotter by the second. He loved when you got all hit and bothered by his praise so he always teases you.

"You just look so damn good~" he said as he snaked his arms around your waist. He leaned in making you eager and lean in as well. Just as your about to kiss he pulls away.

"Sero stop teasing!" You whisper shout, a bit of whine in your voice.

That's when he leaned down fully and gave you a kiss on your lips. You depended the kiss and started a full on make out session. His hands trailed down to your ass grabbing it firmly cause a gasp from you. He took that as a chance to slip his tongue in. After a couple minutes you both pulled away for air, slightly panting and a string of salvia connecting your lips.

"You look really cute in my clothes but I think they'd look cutest on the floor-"

[luckyasfuck]

maybe i just wanna be yours [k. bakugou]

A CAMBOY AU SERIES - PARTS 1, 2, 3, 4, [5]

pairing // katsuki x female reader

tw // cussing, smut

warnings for this part // oral (m and f recieving), hair pulling, face-fucking, exhibitionist kink, spanking, praise, dacryphilia

theme // enemies to lovers au, camboy!katsu au, college student!katsu and reader au, no quirk au

keys // y/n

words // 1.8k

a/n // IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I DONT DESERVE YALL. pt 6 at 250 likes and 20 reblogs btw!

previous part

y/n has been alone in the library for about an hour now. she didn’t notice katsuki’s absence until she had to change subjects to study, too indulged in the textbook to look up. no messages were given by katsuki about him being late and she grumbled, rolling her eyes. she writes the name of the textbook on top of the page in her notebook and the library door swings open. 

a calm katsuki walks towards her, ash blonde hair kinda messy and his black hoodie all over the place. with an eyeroll, y/n went back to writing on her notebook while handing the textbook she just used to him. “you’re la-”

“why’d you block me?”

the sentence made the girl look at him with a glare. her hand stops writing, her body stiffens and her hands start to sweat. “what the fuck are you talking about?” she avoids his strong gaze, looking back down on her notebook. katsuki fumes at this, pulling out his phone as she started to write again.

the notebook is closed harshly, a phone being slammed down on it as it displayed her account and the block message. she looked up at the fuming boy as he gripped his phone tight, gazing down at her. “none of your fucking business.” she replied, putting the cap on her ballpoint pen. about to glare at him again, a gasp erupts from her throat when he grips the collar of her shirt, pulling her towards him.

“why’d you block me?” katsuki’s breath fanned right on her lips, his eyes locked right into hers. she sends a death glare his way, grabbing his wrist and detaching it from her collar. “it was the right thing to do and you know it.” the blonde rolled his eyes as y/n dusted her shirt off, fixing her collar. “great, now it’s loose.”

heavy steps make the h/c turn her head to the sound, only to be grabbed by the shoulders and sat down harshly. katsuki towered over her, “unblock me now.” 

“i see no reason to.” stray students walked inside the library and y/n is quick to shove katsuki away from her, they chatter and sit on a table near the front. they don’t acknowledge the two students who were here before them as they laughed loudly. 

y/n sighs, mood completely ruined by the dumb blonde and class skippers. speaking of the dumb blonde, he eyes the students as well, dragging a chair and sitting down beside y/n right before she got up to return the textbook. vermillion eyes stare right into her ass before they’re torn away by her voice, “go get a fucking textbook.” 

the math section is where it all goes downhill.

hands show up either side of y/n as she’s reading through the contents of the math book. about to turn around, she stiffens when a warm, sculpted body presses up against her back. 

katsuki’s crotch brushes up against her rump, his pecs right against her back. “what the fuck are you doing?” the pressed up girl returns the textbook to its original place, trying to even out her breaths. the blonde moves back a little, a hand gripping y/n’s shoulders to turn her around. “will you stop pushing me around?! you- mhmp!” 

a pair of lips slams against hers mid-sentence, a tongue instantly prodding against her lips asking for entrance. the hands encaging her roam her body, one staying put on her hips. “don’t you ever shut the fuck up?” katsuki slurred against her lips as y/n put her hands on his chest, “says you.” 

the next thing the blonde knows, he’s pinned to a shelf. the shelf falters slightly but this doesn’t bother y/n, instead she presses herself against him while connecting their lips once again. 

now that was definitely unexpected. 

“you want it or nah?” katsuki pulls away, hands disappearing underneath her shirt. “i’m afraid you’ll be too loud.” he smirked, groping her left boob. “me? too loud?” y/n tilts her head to the side, her hand traveling downwards to squeeze the males evident bulge, making him whine out quietly. “says you.”

“i’ve watched enough of your stupid lives to know how loud you can be.” the students chatter loudly in the distance, making the both of them aware of their presence. for some reason, the librarian wasn’t here to check up on the shelves every now and then. perfect, y/n thought as she got on her knees, grazing her fingernails along the side of katsuki’s bulge. his cock twitches under her palm as he covers his mouth, breathing heavily. 

his cock was pretty. of course, she’d seen it on multiple lives, but seeing it right infront of her, his pink tip leaking and his veins throbbing. it hit different. without warning, her lips encage his cock head, licking at his the pre-cum dripping down his slit. a beautiful moan escapes from katsuki’s parted lips as he threw his head back onto the shelf filled with books. chatter and footsteps approach the both of them, growing louder by the second. 

“hey, sto-” katsuki warns, trying to push the girl away from his cock. the students walk to the section of shelves right behind them, laughing about getting a book named whatever that was. ignoring the statement, y/n pushes his cock deeper into his mouth, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around. the weight of it felt amazing against her tongue as she slowly fit all of him in, struggling and gagging. she pulls away, a thin string of saliva connects her to his cock. 

“oh don’t stop now.” katsuki glared, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her back. “fucking suck it, so these students right behind us knows whose cock you’re choking on, yeah? it’s my cock.” for reasons unknown, the students behind them didn’t hear a thing, probably too busy being idiots. y/n only nods, continuing her job, stroking the places she can’t reach. “poor girl, you need help?” 

a harsh grip on her hair and she gags audibly again, hoping the idiots behind katsuki didn’t hear it. slowly, he started fucking himself with her mouth, admiring the way she looked up at him, saliva drooling down her jaw and onto the floor. the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat and he groans. “did you hear that?” a slightly muffled voice asks and the laughter and noise ceases. y/n and katsuki’s hearts drop, but she can’t stop now, could she?

with a faster pace, she starts sucking again, looking up at katsuki with a smirk. “we should go check.” they hear and y/n’s heart pace picks up, licking at the prominent vein of the blonde’s cock. “fucking filthy exhibitionist.” he mouths as the group of students start to investigate. right about to catch the dirty doings of the duo, they’re called by the remnants of their friend group to go get food. “too bad,” he threw his head back, hard footsteps and chatter slowly disappearing in the distance until the library door finally closes, leaving the room silent. “they didn’t see me fill your throat with cum.” he says, finally shooting his load into your mouth. 

the library consists now of katsuki’s moans and y/n audibly gagging here and there. “your turn.” the next thing she knew, she was bent over the desk they were studying at. “we were supposed to study, weren’t we? okay.” he let out a deep chuckle, opening the textbook she used to study. “page 357, what is knowledge?” the cold breeze of the air-conditioned library made her shiver as he hoisted her skirt up, groping her ass and thumbing her clit. “i... i haven’t gotten to that page ye-”

spank.

“ow, fuck!” the slap stung, and katsuki chuckled, kneading her ass cheek with the same hand he used to spank it. a thumb grazing the wet patch in her panties. “page 17, what is psychology?” y/n gulps, legs quivering. “scientific study of... of mental process and behavior...” the tension is thick when he doesn’t speak, she tries to look back at him to see what he’s doing only to be cut off by a moan when one of his fingers dig inside her, slowly moving in and out. “the more correct answers you give, the faster i go. the more wrong answers you give, the slower i go. understood?”

“u-understood.”

“page 137, when was behaviorism introduced?” fuck, y/n didn’t like numbers. katsuki stops moving his fingers and she whines, trying to pry her brain for the answer. “1913...?” a sigh leaves her lips when he starts moving again, a little faster now. “good girl.” this went on for ten more questions, her ass stinging, legs giving up, and tears rolling down onto the table. she had already cum twice, mind becoming hazier and hazier with each question. “that’s it baby, one more question. page 270, which theory of abnormal behavior stresses the importance of current experiences and the persons view of themselves?”

y/n felt his cock prodding at her entrance and she whines, thrusting back to try and get it inside of her. katsuki puts the book down, gripping her hips and pinning her wrists above her head. “nope, answer the question first.” he teases, rubbing her slit up and down with his cock. “existential theories.” she answered proudly, a small oh, yes leaving her lips when he slowly bottoms out inside of her. “good girl, you like being fucked out here? when anyone can walk in and see you?” 

the size of his cock was amazing, it felt amazing. the females eyes lull shut, gripping down at the table with her fingers as katsuki picked up his pace, heavy balls slapping her clit with each thrust. y/n can only nod, face contorting in pleasure as skin slapping, her whines and his grunts bounced off the four walls of the library. “good girl.” he says for the millionth time, bending over to give her shoulder blade a kiss. “fuck! g-gonna cum again!” she warns, legs shaking and sobs leaving her lips. 

“so pretty when you cry,” katsuki whines out, thrusts growing sloppier and faster. “so. fucking. p-pretty.” a loud moan escapes both of their lips and his hips stutter, shooting his load inside her. he thrusts a few more times, prolonging their orgasm. soon, he pulls out and they’re both panting. with a swift movement, he spanks her ass one last time before pulling her panties up, keeping his cum inside. 

y/n is still fucked out, drool and tears all over her face as she got up from the table. katsuki grabs a chair and moves it to her, slowly sitting her down. “you hurt anywhere?” he tried to act cool while snatching her phone, offering her his jug. “fuck off, i see you taking my phone. unblock yourself if you want, i don’t plan on watching your stupid lives anyway.” she choked out, wiping the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. katsuki rolls his eyes at this, unblocking himself and unfollowing all the other camboys you had. 

“we’ll see about that, pretty face.”

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invisible string [quinn fabray]

quinn fabray x reader

requested by anon: Hey, I love your writing and I loved Quinn Fabray's miniseries. Could you do a sequel to "Betty", maybe Quinn and the reader meeting in episode 100 and giving them a second chance? I would love :)

pt.1  pt.2 pt.3

*not my gif*

There was once a old folklore. It once said that everyone had an invisible string tying one to their soulmate.

A simpler term for it would be fate.

That everyone decision, good or bad, would lead you to that one person.

The invisible gold string would drag you out of the wrong arms, wrapped all of your past mistakes, and chained your demons back. The one single thread would lead them to you, no matter how far you’ve strayed.

Not many people believe in it anymore because of the time. The time that it takes for the invisible string to tie one another together took far too long, maybe that’s why you didn’t believe anymore.

There you were back at McKinley High School. When Mr. Shue told you that the glee club was shutting down and you were having one last hoorah, you did not hesitate to book a first flight home.

Walking down the hallway with your classic olive green cardigan that made you feel like you seventeen again and straight back into the classroom that made you feel like home.

And there she was the beautiful blonde who held your heart and dropped it all at once, “Y/N,” she let out a breath as her eyes caught on yours.

“Hey Quinn,” you told her with a shy smile, “Long time no see,”

“Yeah, how has college at Penn State?” she asked as the two of you made small conversation in the middle of the choir room.

You shrugged, “It’s been nice, I don’t know if it’s everything I’ve dreamed it would be, but it’s good. How’s Yale?”

The two of you didn’t live far, it wasn’t all the way across the country. It was driving across a few state lines, but you never hung out. In fact, you barely talked after the two of you had broken up.

“Good, good. It uh feels like I’m missing something, but I don’t think I would change my decision,” she told you and you nodded.

She was about to say something else when you heard someone scream your name, “Y/N!” Sam yelled as he rushed over towards you.

You broke out into a big smile as he picked you up from off the ground, spinning you around and around. You let out a hearty laugh as he set you down.

“I’ve missed you!” he told you as he let go.

You smiled, “I’ve missed you too, bud. I wish our third musketeer was still here with us,” you said with a sad smile.

He let out a sigh, “I know, me too,” he turned to Quinn who looked hurt and jealous at the same time. Do you know why? No, but she always has been hard to read.

“Hey Quinn,” he said, giving her a tight hug.

She hugged him back with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, “Hey Sam, I’m gonna go catch up with Mercedes. I’ll catch the two of you later,”

You and Sam looked at each other with furrowed brows before eventually shrugging it off.

You thought that coming back here would bring back loads of bad memories from the cheating to the heartbreak to losing Finn, but it didn’t. As the day went on you remembered why you fell in love with her in the first place.

The way she sang, so full of heart. When she crinkled her nose as she smiled. Or how big her heart is for people she actually lets in.

And at first you weren’t too sure, but when the nostalgia of the club forced you guys to sing your iconic duet, it just hit you harder than before.

“I think we need the iconic rendition of Everything Has Changed from Quinn and Y/N,” Mercedes admitted and your heart immediately stopped.

You looked at Quinn who was already staring at you, like she was seeking approval, “Let’s give the people what they want,”

You grabbed your guitar playing the soft acoustic intro, as she stood on the opposite side of the room, both of you unable to look away from the other.

“All I knew, this morning when I woke is I know something now, know something now, I didn’t before. And all I’ve seen since eighteen hours ago is green eyes and freckles in your smile in the back of my mind, making me feel like,” she began to sing and you forgot how soothing her voice was. Like everything in the world kind of faded away at the sound of her voice.

As the song went on the two of you closed the gap between you until you were face to face. The only thing separating the two of you was the guitar that was wrapped across your body.

“All I know is we said ‘hello’ and your eyes look like coming home. All I know is a simple name and everything has changed. All I know is you held the door, you’ll be mine and I’ll be yours. All I know since yesterday is everything has changed,” the two of you sang.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from her only doing so when they averted to her lips. Like two puzzle pieces that were supposed to fit together, you were about to connect when the sound of clapping tore you from each other. And with one last lingering look, you broke the gaze as everyone was clapping and smiling like we were all seventeen again.

You didn’t know what to do though. Finn was usually the one to give you advice, but he wasn’t here, so you did the second best thing. The boys locker room was empty as his football jersey hung proudly on the wall. The big number five just staring back at you.

“Hey buddy, I’m in kind of a dilemma right now,” you told him honestly, “And I really wish you were actually here to tell me what to do. You were always good at that,”

He probably would’ve chuckled at what you said, recalling the time where he told you to not eat that funnel cake on senior ditch day before the rollercoaster, but you did anyway and puked all over his shoes.

“I think I’m still in love with Quinn and that absolutely terrifies me. I don’t want to get hurt again,” you whispered, tears staring to sting your eyes when you realize he’s not gonna be there to hug you.

“I’ve been so scared to put myself back out there and when I do it just feels like no one compares to him. And God I wish you could be here right now to tell me what to do because you would know, you always did,”

That’s when you heard someone clear their throat. You looked to find the source of the noise, seeing Coach Beiste standing there next to the office door.

“Hey pumpkin, do you mind if I sit here?” she asked as she pointed to the empty seat on the bleacher.

All you did was nod, before wiping your eyes, “I’m sorry, I know I’m not supposed to be here,”

“Eh it’s okay. You aren’t the first girl who’s come in here to talk to him,” she told you with a shrug.

“Rachel come in here too?” you asked.

She shook her head, “Nope,” she popped the ‘p’ in the word, “Quinn, turns out she needed advice of her own and she asked him a question,”

“About?” you asked, curiously.

“I can’t tell you that,” she confessed. 

“Hey Finn,” Quinn told him, staring at the jersey that was hanging on the wall, “God I don’t think I ever stopped loving her. Actually I know I never stopped loving her, but I’m so scared Finn. I don’t know if she’ll give me a shot or anything, but I don’t want to hurt her,” she confessed.

There was a moment of silence, before she continued on again. 

“I’m so scared that I’m gonna hurt her again and she doesn’t deserve that. But if I don’t tell her how I feel then she’s gonna be the one who got away,” she contemplated it for herself for a second, “Do I have your blessing to love her again? I know how much she meant to you. If you do give me a sign, anything,” 

She sat there on the bench for a moment before something fell off the shelf. She let our a teary laugh, “Thank you,” 

After a little more time she left the room as Coach Beiste left her office to pick up the towel that she dropped. 

“I know I’m not Finn, but do you mind if I give you some advice?”

“Please, I really need it right now,”

She smiled, rubbing your back, “Go for it. If Finn was here he’d tell you something like ‘don’t give up on something that would be good for you’. And I bet if he could come down here right now and tell you one piece of advice it would be dont take life for granted. Don’t let the love of your life slip away like he did. I think that was his one big regret, not being with Rachel before he passed. I think he wants you to be happy,”

“And my advice the two of you are mature now. All of the negative emotions and feelings are easier to talk out now. So talk and just go for it, life’s too short to waste another second,” she told you and you smiled at her with teary eyed.

“I miss him,” I whispered, staring back at the jersey on the wall. 

“Me too, pumpkin, me too,” 

After a few more minutes, you hopped back onto your feet and went to find Quinn. You searched every hallway and every classroom for Quinn, but came up empty. Until you found her outside by the football field. There was a little tree made out in his honor, she was looking at it, just staring, contemplating everything.

“Quinn!” you shouted and her head shot up to the name of her voice.

You were making a bee-line straight for her, “Y/N are you-” but you cut her off and kissed her. Your hands grasping her cheeks and pulling her towards you. 

The two of you pulled away and looked at each other, “Everyone deserves a second chance,” 

“Are you sure?” she asked you, a small smile on her face.

“Very, very sure,” 

The invisible string tied her to you. 

[nagdabbit]

MY GIRLFRIEND'S COMMENTARY WHILE WATCHING HER FIRST AEW PPV

"my entire fitness goal is hook's shoulder-waist ratio, but with taz's extremely dense neck."

"the funniest thing about wrestling is that this fucking company is trying to make something called a stadium stampede sound both cool, AND serious."

gf: "if you cry listening to a crowd sing judas again, im divorcing you." me: "so that means youre gonna marry me." gf: "i've been bamboozled."

about brian cage: "this man is a huge dork. like, literally, i could fit me in him."

"i dunno what it is, but i would die to protect mr. hangman. he hunk, but he also baby."

thoughtfully, "i bet i could just catch you out of the air like that. i mean, i can squat you, i could probably even curl you like that, too."

because she is deeply in wrestling twitter now: "HOOK! babe, look, its hook! hook hive, rise up!"

"what i love about this feud is that all these men are fuckin' idiots. no brain cells, just shoes and fwiendship."

"what do you mean their tag team isn't just the wild boys, wtf? missed opportunity."

"those kicks are ugly, but i would steal them, too, honestly." *thirty seconds of silence layer* "for you, babe. i'd steal them for you, i mean."

"jon, no, the germs, jon, jesus christ, please dont drink that jon you dumbass."

"i love eddie, but i'm pretty sure we should never hang out. too much extremely new york energy, we would get arrested in like ten minutes. possibly less."

"diorsday device is the funniest shit ive ever fucking heard, how goddamn sad is that."

"max caster is gonna get murdered, but i love him."

"i wish bowens and his extremely attractive boyfriend the best in life."

"colt cabana and tay conti are tied for best smile in wrestling, but tay wins because i dont want colt to kick me in the face."

"penta is the only joker i formally recognize."

"today i found out that some people don't like stu and uno, and to them i say get entirely fucked."

after rush came out and i lost my entire shit: "i don't fully understand yet, but i support you." *one minute later* "oooooooooooohh. okay, yeah."

gf: "i enjoy that cody is pushing ogogo by being a dumb bitch with this america schtick." me: "you gonna say that when cody wins?" gf: "...fuck."

"ogogo got that guy ritchie movie ass music you love to see it."

"you were right about cody and i fuckin' hate it."

"aw yeah, its big boi season."

about miro: "i'm very gay, but the thing is, men with extremely jacked traps just do something to me."

"lance changed changed the color of his extensions and i appreciate that." *thirty seconds later* "are those... three crosses? tattooed on his back? jesus doesnt like murder, i don't think he likes murderhawks, either."

"britt baker is the only dentist i want in my mouth. no, wait, don't type that one!"

"oh, fuck, shidas getting teary i'm gonna fuckin cry, oh fuck, i get it now, i'm so sorry i made fun of you, i love her."

"oh fuck, shida knee me directly in the face."

"britt scares me. like the blood drip details on her gear are really cool, but i would legit believe its real blood from her."

"are you really crying about britt and the nice announcer man hugging?"

"hey, quick question, just real quick while ive got you here... why is the emo twink... like this?"

"darby's dad looks like my dad, and i'll never be okay with that."

"i like that darby just yeets himself around like that. he came in like a wrecking ball. a tiny, tiny wrecking ball."

"sting just tossing his son around the ring like that is very good, but, sir, that's bad parenting."

"the thing about sky and page is that these are the suburb guys i beat up at the beach on summer vacation. they have big "i robbed these guys at the pier" energy."

"damn, darby just feels his emotion with his entire face, doesnt he."

"okay explain the gambling thing and WHY it's a thing."

"orange rolling into the ring is so fucking good, that man is national treasure."

after me showing her the video of younger orange cassidy shitfaced and holding a fish for no reason: "i am shocked and appalled that you're only showing me this now."

after explaining the history of the jansport: "the range of this dumbass."

"i get that kenny is good and all, but his hair really fucks me up. it's upsettingly bad and i hope he knows that."

"pac is just. so much muscle. flippy beef man. a meateor." she did specify how to spell it for the joke because it was important.

"that man is a weeb, isnt he."

"something about a man breaking a hold by putting his hands in his pockets really gets me hype."

"fuck just murder omega and be done i hate this, put it on the beef man or the juicey boy already."

"babe, ill be right back i gotta murder this callis bitch."

screaming, "THAT'S MY FAVORITE REF, YOU UGLY FUCK!"

after kenny won: "i fucking hate wrestling, this is bullshit."

"holy fuck, babe, i forgot mark henry was a wrestle boy! i know him from the olympics!"

"hey, is mark henry bigger than large paul?"

"mjf is a dumb bitch and i love him."

"hey, quick question, who thought repelling down the stadium would look cool, they're so far away."

"there's wardlow, my sweet boy. this is cool now."

she laughed for a solid two minutes at tony schiavone saying, "here comes the little guy."

"i fuckin hate hager. kill him wardlow, kill that crispy maga ass bitch."

"okay what's with the chairs." *after a brief explanation of the chairshot heard round the world* "and, like, he can't just pick a new gimmick? it's been two years, bro. move on, shes not coming back."

"okay, i admit that this is great and i love it, kill that old man on the dancefloor."

upon learning this is technically the main event: "you mean it's over after this? theyre ending the show on THIS? not the triple threat match, this?"

"i just noticed mjf's bedazzled jeans, i'm not angry anymore, this is perfect."

"no, more wardlow. gimme the beef."

"christ, sammy guevara is kinda incredible and i'm fuckin angry about it. why cant inner circle be just sammy and santana and ortiz, fuck the other two."

"no, shut up! i refuse to sing along to this! whats wrong with you?! this is a bad song!"

[jollyrancher87]

Punch Drunk

🐸Mando x Fem! Reader🐸

Because we need some serotonin Right NOW!! Please excuse any misspellings I rushed editied this.

Summary: Mando has had a little TOO much fun after capturing a very lucrative bounty.

Rating: soft M, just to be safe, it gets a lil saucy. 18+

Warnings: Fem! Reader, drunk Mando, mentions of saucy intentions, sweet talk, Soft! Mando, a little bit of an emotional drunken Mando, slight breeding kink maybe?

🐸🐸🐸

It had taken you hours, but you had finally gotten the Child settled into bed. He'd been an absolute terror today. Refuseing to eat his meals, he always preferred when Din fed him. He threw a fit when you tried to give him a bath, wailing and climbing up you when you tried to set him into the warm water, Din always knew how to get him in the tub with no problem. Tucking him into bed, forget it. He kept sneaking out whenever you turned your back. You knew why he was so fussy, Din had been gone for two days from the Crest. A bounty was offered to him by Greef Karga, far too lucrative to ignore, he said he'd be back as soon as possible. You knew better than to worry, but still, a twist always formed in your gut when you looked out the hatch and didn't see him makeing his way home on his speeder.

You settled down into the cot, the lights dimmed, a night of restless sleep ahead of you. Nothing but the soft breath of The Child, and the hum of the Crest to keep you company. You almost drifted off to sleep, but the hiss of the hatch opening startled you awake. Your heart jumped to your throat as you reached for the blaster you kept under the cot, ready to face the intruder despite how much you were shaking. The booted footsteps of two people echoed through the hull, men you could only assume, you were ready to scramble over to a hiding spot until you heard the distinct laugh of Karga.

Your shoulders dropped, you felt dizzy as your adrenaline fell, but the relief you felt out weighed any discomfort. You sank onto your knees on the cot, putting the blaster back under the cot.As they made their way into the hull, you suddenly remembered you had stripped down to your thin silken underdress. You wrapped your blanket around yourself to hide the sheer fabric from your guests eyes.

You let out a gasp as they rounded the corner. Greef was struggling to walk as he bared the beskar covered weight of Din. Greef had one of Dins arms braced across his shoulders while he held onto Dins waist. Din's helmet covered head lolling from side to side, his feet practically dragging, his body leaning to the side like he was about to fall over, incoherent mumbling coming through his modulater. Karga laughed and patted his back.

"You've arrived my friend." He noticed you in the bed,"oh, please excuse us, we didn't mean to wake you."

You scrambled from the cot, not careing about how sheer you shift was. You rushed to Din, your hands settling on his helmet, trying to keep his head up.

"Maker! What happened? Is he hurt?" You asked Karga frantically,"Din? Mando? Are you alright?"

"He's fine, he's fine." Karga assured, as he slowy helped Din stand on his own," we were just celebrating! The biggest bounty he's ever acquired, in the shortest time too!" He pat Dins shoulder, the sudden impact makeing Din lean into you. You let out a squeak of suprise from how heavy he was. Karga swore and apologized again as he helped Din stand up right.

"So...he's-"

"Drunk!" Karga laughed,"and he deserves it, that bounty can buy you both a new ship. Hell it could buy you a palace. He'd never have to work again if he wanted. Course we know that won't happen."

"How did he get drunk?" You asked,"He can't drink anything with his helmet on."

"Thats where you're wrong," Mando said, his voice slurred and slow, his head lolling to the side,"I can.....jus need a really....really...really long straw."

"Oh Din." You sigh.

Din suddenly gripped Kargas jacket pulling him up to him.

"L-look at her..." Din slurred through the modulator as he gazed at you," She's so...pretty." he says,"have you ever seen anyone so pretty?" Karga just laughed but was cut off when Din shook him, "Well HAVE YOU?" he snapped.

"No, can't say I have Din." Karga reassured, patting his hand,"You're a very lucky man."

You felt your face grow warm at the complement. You dipped your head and made your way to help take off Dins jetpack.

"I am lucky," he mummered," prettiest girl on the whole galaxy...on my ship...caring for my son." You heard a faint sniffle from him as you set the heavy pack on the ground.

"Its ok,Din." You say softly, placing your hand on his chest plate. He rested his leather clad hand over yours as he looked down at you."Thank you for bringing him back to me in one piece," you said to Karga,"I can take it from here."

Karag nodded and said his good bye, slapping Din on the back before leaving, the hatch shutting with a loud thud.

You looked up to Din, his gaze burning through his visor down to you as he slightly wobbled. Suddenly he lunged forward, his helmet smacked against your face, making it sting. His hands gripping your ass , kneeding it harshly.

"Ow! Din!," you cried, he rubbed his helmet against your face as you gripped his armored shoulders,"what are you doing?" You half laughed.

"Kissing you." He mumbled,"I just wanna kiss you."

You laughed,"Din-"

"Im gonn buy you all the jewels-"

"You know I dont need those-"

"Furs-"

"Din," you coo, carressing his helmet.

"A home."

"That I'd love," you sigh wrapping your arms around his neck as he rests his helmet against your shoulder,"you and me and the Child, in a cozy little home-"

"Gonna fill it with warriors," he mumbled,"a new one..... every year."

You laughed,"thats a lot of babies, Din."

"And I wanna give them to you."

"Alright, you need to sleep." You grin as you try to nudge him off you.

He takes a deep breath and stands up straight.

"I'm going to kiss you." He declared as he wobbled.

"Oh? Where?" You tease as you tried to pull him towards the cot.

"Right here, right now!" He said as if it were a threat.

"No, where do you want to kiss me, Din?"

He raised his hand and tapped his gloves finger against your forehead.

"Here..." he gently gave your cheek a tap,"Here..." he ran his thumb over your lips, "Here." He nearly growled, his chest risieng and falling as his breath got heavier.

He ran his finger over your chin, down your neck,"Here," he sighed, continuing down your chest, makeing his way between your breasts,"Here. Def...definitely here." He shuddered, "I want to kiss you here so bad." He groaned, and ran his large hand smoothly down your stomach,"here." his voice a near shudder as he reached down to your core,"but this...I want to kiss this. I'll take off all my armor, and forsake the Creed, just for the chance to kiss you here."

You took his hand from between your thighs and placed it onto your chest.

"You would?" You smile.

"What?" He snapped,"dont believe me?" He challenged.

You only smiled wider as he ripped his hand away from you.

"I'll do it!"he threatened, you crossed your arms over your chest, brow raised in a challenge. He grabbed his helmet and lifted it off, spiking it onto the soft cot."See! I did it!"

His hair was as unkempt as ever, his deep brown eyes wide and bloodshot as he looked down at you. You stepped forward, and carresed his stubble and scared covered cheeks, and kissed him. Your lips gentle against his as you softly peppered his lips and cheeks with kisses. He was frozen against you, his arms limp at his sides.

"Oh Maker, I just broke the Creed-" he whispered.

You nuzzled against his cheek, running your finger down the bridge of his sharp nose.

"Din...we made our Riduurok four months ago."you whispered. He stumbled back his eyes wide, as he swallowed hard.

"You, you mean...you're my...my..."

"Wow, Din, you are drunk. You need to get into bed." You ordered as you nudged him to the cot making him sit. His mouth hung open as you took off his armor and weapons, genlty setting them to the side.

"You married me?" He nearly wimpered, you placed a kiss to the top of his head.

"Yes Din." You said gently as you took his armor, various weapons and helmet and placed it on a nearby table.

"Really?" He sniffed, you looked back and saw him on the verge of tears.

"Oh, Din," you sigh as you stand between his spread legs, pulling his head to your stomach as you ran your hand through his unkempt hair"yes, really."

"You married me?" He asked as he buried his face into you, his voice muffled,"you're my Riddur?"

You laugh softly," yes, kar'ta."

He sniffed loudly before looking up at you, his eyes brimming with tears. "Really? Like, really really?"

You leaned down and nuzzled his face,"your the only man I'd ever marry my brave, handsome, fiercesome, warrior." You kissed him again.

He stood suddenly, and wiped away a stray tear that slid down his face before a stern look came over him. He cleared his throat.

"I need to give you warriors."

"Cyar-"

He ripped off one of his gloves and tried to undo his flight suit while moving to kneel on the bed,"right now!"

"Baby-"

"Jus- jus lay down, I'll do all the work,"He pulled you down on to the bed as you laughed at his clumsy attempt to disrobe,one arm and half his torso out of his suit.

"Gotta do my duty, fill your belly, with...with my..."he grumbled as he struggled to undo his belt,"seed, DAMN THIS THING!"

You grabbed his hands to stop him, "Din, you've already filled my belly with a warrior, remember, we made our baby after we said the vows."

He slumped down, and blinked, as he sat stunned. You took advantage of his state and nudged him till he layed flat on his back. His eyes staring up at you. He reached up and carresed you're cheek.

"I love you, Mesh'la." He said.

"I know." You sighed,"I love you too my feirce warrior."

"I hope our baby looks like you." He says as you try to roll him onto his side.

"I hope our baby is as brave as you."

"No. You're the brave one," he mumbled into his pillow,"the pretty one, the strong one, with an ass that brings me to ruin."

You had to cover your mouth to keep from busting out laughing. "Go to sleep darling."

"But I wanna look at you." His voice muffled from the pillow.

"You can look at me all you want tomorrow."

"But I wanna look at you now!" He whined.

You sighed and rolled him over to his other side until you were met with his drunk grinning face.

"You're so pretty." He slurred, his still gloved hands grabbing your hip,"c'mere." He urged you down.

You nestled down next to him, his eyes slowly shutting, his hand rubbing your side.

"Look at you," he slurred,"so sweet, so soft...so...so beautiful." His brows furrowd suddenly,"wait..I can't see you! Why can't I see you!?"

"Din open your eyes."

His eyes snapped open, a slap happy grin spreading across his face, "Oh Maker, you're so clever," His hand left your side and landed on your cheek a little harsher than he intended,"how did I find you?"

"I was a bounty remember?"

He was quiet for a moment,"oh yeah....I'm so glad you're a criminal."

"Can you go to sleep for me Din?"

"Can I use your tits as a pillow?"

Before you could respond he was already pushing you onto your back, his face buried into your chest. You sighed and were about to push him off of you but the sound of him snoring stopped you. He was asleep, you were ready to try to drift off into uncomfortable sleep when you heard a coo by your side.

Looking down you were met with the wide sleepy eyes of The Child standing by the bed, his ears perked up with a tiny smile on his face. He climbed up onto the bed and over you, nestling in the small space between you and Din, his little face nuzlleing into your belly.

You groaned, it was going to be a long night.

Thank you for reading xoxo

[brelione]

JJ Maybank Smut HC’s

He’s very much a dom.Dont even try to take over the situation.

You two have done it everywhere.Against a wall,against a tree,on the beach,your bed,John.B’s bed,the HMS Pogue,the Van.

He likes to finger you at Boneyard parites

“JJ-please.”You whimpered,your fingernails digging into his back,the head of his dick only lightly grazing over you. “Patience,princess.”He whispered,smiling for a split second before slamming into you,a scream coming from your throat. “Aww,something the matter,princess?”He bit down on your collarbone,starting off at a fast pace,not even bothering to let you warm up to him.Moans kept coming,your eyes squeezing shut as you scratched up his flesh. “Please.”You whispered,not even knowing what you were begging for.He leaned down,placing a hard kiss on your lips. “Please what?”He asked,his short nails in your hips,forming little crescent shaped bruises. “Please go harder.”You answered,letting out another scream as he became even more rough with you.He was grunting,moaning as he pounded into you relentlessly.His hand slowly lifted to your throat,glancing up to you to silently ask permission.You gave him a slight nod,his fingertips pressing into your throat. “God,you’re so good for me.”He whispered.

He either goes fast,hard and rough or slow,loving and gentle.There is no in between.

Sometimes you purposely turn him on just to annoy him.

He loves to blindfold you.He likes to lick stripes along your body when you’re tied up and blindfolded or breath right on your neck just to tease you.

He tries not to be too loud just in case you say the safe word

Long discussions about what makes you comfortable and what makes you uncomfortable.

Everytime he ties you up he’ll ask if the restraints are hurting your wrists

“You’re gonna be stuck in this postion for like four hours.Are you good?”He’d ask,holding a blindfold in his hands. “I feel like its too tight.”You admitted,the side of the blet scratching at your flesh.He nodded,straddling you as he readjusted the belt,letting you flip your wrists to a more comfortable position. “Better?”He asked.You nodded.

Hickeys everywhere.That boy even leaves them on your fucking jaw just to annoy you.

He’d rarely spank you,only if you asked him too.

“Are you sure about this?I could seriously hurt you.”He frowned as your knees ended up on either side of him,your head on his shoulder. “Do it.”You assured him,biting your lip.The first sting made a moan come out of you,biting his shoulder lightly.His eyebrows furrowed,not understanding what was happening but repeating the action,feeling your nails scratch at his back. “More?”He asked,tubbing the stinging skin with his thumb. “Never stop.”You kissed his jaw.

He very rarely eats you out when you’re not in restraints.That is unless you ask him not to tie you up,of course.

He likes when you pull at his hair while he does it

He loves when you sit on his lap while he’s hard

He loves blowjobs.He’ll make you go exactly how he wants,his fingers massaging your scalp as he moved your head to get you at the right angle.If he heard you gag particularly loud he’d let go,just in case it was too much.

Whenever he was having you suck him off he gave you the order to tap his kneecap three times if you couldnt handle it.

He sometimes gets annoyed when he walks in on you masturbating. “Touching yourself,princess?Only I can do that.”He’d pin your hands above your head.

Whenever he wanted to try something new he’d talk to you about it first. “Would you be okay if I fucked you in the ass?”He asked,cutting an egg with his fork. “Uhh...theres no way it’ll fit.”You mumbled,sipping your coffee.He frowned,chewing his egg. “It’ll fit.We dont have too though.”He answered,reaching for the hot sauce,frowning as he noticed that it wasnt the one he liked.

Sometimes he’d put on a movie while he fucked you. “This movie is so dumb.”He thrusted into you,watching the screen.You let out a loud moan,his hand clapping over your mouth. “Shhh.”He whispered.

He literally fucked you in the living room with Pope sleeping on the couch

He’d clean you off with a warm wet towel afterwards and then he’d cuddle with you.

He’d kiss your forehead and call you his Good Girl

“Can you last another round?”He asked,not pulling our yet,lifting his head from the crook of your neck to look down at you.You bit your lip,nodding. “You sure?”He asked,noticing how tired you looked. “Positive.”You answered,moaning softly when he started to move again.He was slower this time,questioning how long you could last. “Faster,JJ.”You whispered,feeling his hands on your waist tight.He licked his lips,slowly speeding up the pace. “Faster!”You exclaimed,legs wrapping around his waist.He smirked,feeling better about the situation as he sped up as fast as he could,going faster with every moan you let out.He saw your eyes widen,getting nervous and trying to figure out whether it was good or bad. “You okay?”He asked.You nodded,kissing his neck. “More.”You mumbled,bringing him down for a kiss as he started once more.He went fast and deep,hearing you let out a loud moan when he hit a particular spot deep within you.He normally wouldnt go this deep,nor would you wrap your legs around him like you were now.He usually held you down by your hips but now he was wishing he had let you done this long ago.He was focused on hitting that spot again,enjoying the sounds coming out of you. “JJ-oh my god.”You whimpered,clenching around him,earning a moan from him as you reached your high for the second time that night.He smiled,kissing your forehead.He went to pull out,only for your legs to hold him where he was. “Again.”You mumbled,watching his eyebrows knit together,frowning. “I dont think you can handle it,princess.”As much as he would love another round he didnt want to hurt you. “Please,daddy?”You pouted,feeling him get hard inside you. “I-okay.”He went harder this time,slower but harder than last time as he hit the same spot repeatedly.It didnt take long for you to climax again,eyes fluttering shut.His last couple of thrusts were slow and careful,reaching his own high before pulling out of you with a small hiss. “You okay?”He asked,wiping some sweat from your forehead with the back of his hand. “Mhmm.”You hummed,your head turning on the pillow.He ran a bath,knowing that your family was out for the week in the mainland.He let the tub fill,carrying you into the bathroom and getting into the bath with you,letting you rest against him. “I love you.”He grinned,your head on his chest. “Love you too.”You replied.

You two went inside your house,your body immediately being pressed against the wall as he kissed your neck. “Let me take off my shoes first.”You giggled,kicking them off before peeling off your socks. “Sorry.”He kissed you gently.

He likes when you trace your fingertips along his veins and scratch at his neck

He always lets you wear his shirts or hoodies after,whatever you want when he’s done with you

“Im thirsty.”You mumbled tiredly. “Like thirsty for water or like….ya know.”He glanced down,only to have you smack his arm lightly. “Water thirsty,dum dum.”You replied.

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The True Knot

Clark catches you christening your new forbidden contraband and decided to give you his full knot as punishment

Masterlist

Chapter One

Warnings: Adult situations +18, Smut, Noncon, Dubcon, Forced knotting, A/B/O

A/n so this is the final part to this i wanted to do a darker clark in this hope you enjoy xxx

The True Knot

"Ah ah fuck yesyes yes uhg!!" You finally got your fantasy right visualising Clark holding you down pounding you growling and grunting above you he'd praise you whispering dirty lewd thoughts that he dare not say any other time the you groaned feeling yourself climb higher and higher untill 

You yelped out loud lying down on your back legs spread wide knees bent as you ran the vibrating toy across your swollen folds. You let your moans Echo across the empty apartment no care to the neighbors that might hear you to lost in your passion. You'll admit the toy was good but not as good as Clark.... but fuck clark you were pissed off with hth him at the moment.

Things were great blissful even youd spent your first heat with him in a constant frenzy of lips teeth and wandering hands knotting him more times then you could count, afterwards you had spent the following week moving in with him, but then you found the down side to mating. The possessive stubborn side of alphas that everyone talked about, not that it wasn't a turn on it really was but he had decided that you will remain in the den until you knew if you were pregnant or not which could take 8 the 12 weeks! Stuck in here while he could go to work as normal it wasn't fair! Each morning he left you sulked pleading with him to let you go to.

But no he wouldn't allow it, you also missed him pining for him during the day and hated how when he got home you would drag him to your nest of blankets in the corner of your shared bedroom curling up with him lapping up at his attention he wouldn't stay long tho, going out to patrol the city. You understood he was superman but you couldn't help feeling a little put out.

You moaned long and loud as you pushed the rubber toy inside of you rocking back and forth on it your body swallowing it. So how did you get here? You may not be in your heat but all newly mated couples had a honeymoon period, Clark had refused to touch you afraid of hurting any unborn baby you could be carrying... and in a fit of alpha fueled jealousy he had dumped all of your toys when you threatened to use them instead,a bad move on your part. So you had taken matters into your own hands in an act of rebellion you bought yourself another one, a better one and was currently christening it in your small cosey nest.

You'll admit there was also a childish side to it as well you wanted to punish him in a sense for ignoring your needs and what better way to punish an alpha then to get yourself off in your nest without him, letting your scent linger in the bedroom to tease him when he got home. If he wanted to ignore your needs thats fine you didnt need him... tho you did, this toy was good but it wasn't as large as him, the knot wont lock the same way it didnt flex and pulse like him. You sighed irritated but still desperate to prove your point, you persisted dragging and pushing it in and out 

"YEEESSS AAHH FUCK YES YES PLEASE" you cried out your release to the ceiling pushing down as the specialy designed toy inflated at the base wedged between your walls. It wasnt as a tight a fit as with your alpha but it was enough to be held inplace. You panted hard smothing back your hair with both hands

"Well that was quite a show little omega" you froze the growl was deep and dragged across your skin making the hairs stand on end, yelping you began to sit up only for Clark to appear above you he kneeled one leg in the floor the other was resting on just below your chest enough pressure to hold you down. He was in his super suit his muclses taught he peeked between your legs inspecting the way the toy was stuffing you, you blushed going to close them but he laid quick slaps to your still quivering soft thighs growling low in his chest, it rumbled though you leavjng you shaken. He pulled his hands down each pinching your sensitive lips spreading them wider then poked the toy playing with it.

"Where did you get this?" He asked as he wiggled the base of the toy slightly making you gasp bucking up to him. You wet your lips watching him, his jaw was locked and the muscles in his neck twitched his face was blank. But overall he wasnt happy not in the slightest.

"A-alpha I-I please aaahhh~" you moaned as he pushed the toy deeper still not reaching as far as him but it was uncomfortable as he rubbed it against your swollen sensitive clit.

"Mate.. where did you get this?" He stopped looking at the toy locking eyes with you you faltered he looked incredible all wound up and powerfull dominant you gulped unable to stop your quiet .

"I-I bought it online alpha" he tutted shaking his head at you then ripped it from you harshly you screamed as it pulled against your walls. You werent supposed to do that. You cried closing your legs clutching at your pussy tears falling down your cheeks as your pussy cramped tight hot and sore. He watched with a cool gaze as you withered then moved back resting beside you. 

"Clark why did you do that?" You whimpered tears still rolling down bringing your knees to your chest trying to stop the burning sting he had caused. He just lifted the toy then tapped it on your stomach wetting it with your arousal.

"Bad omega, I've told you about these havent I? I find you with one and I will tug it out Every. Single. Time" you just groan as he scolded you he was angry that was clear but he didn't sound quite like himself, then he moved down by your bottom he tucked his arm below you knees pushing them tighter to your chest then prodded your freshly fucked pussy with his fingers.

"So tell me sweet omega, did it satisfy you? Did it fill you like me" you shook your head your were trembling head to toe the pain had ebbed away and was slowly giving in to his fingers light strokes.

"Very naughty of you. To go behind my back like this... dont you think?" He tilted his head at you as he rubbed circles over your opening spreading your slick across you the removed his and brought it back down in a strong spank, you yelped as he struck you again and again leaving a hot sting across your lips.

"NO! Nonono please stop I'm sorry" he struck you once more then slid his finger to your front running small light flick on your clit then rubbed the full length of your slit you bucked mewling  slowly as he continued teasing and pinching you. He removed himself from you returning seconds later pushing you onto your back you felt his warm skin pressing against your legs as he shifted you then settled above you his knees tucked up into your armpits he moved forward   holding his hard cock to your lips one hand fisted in your hair

"So desperate for me are you? lets see if you how much you can really handle shall we? should i force you to take me fully?" you whimpered as he ran the crown of his cock across your lips you slowly stuck out your tongue unable to stop yourself from tasting him he chuckled as you began giving him small delicate kitten licks each time he ran across them. You grunted as your hot tongue licked tiny strips on his slit.

"You want it? you want to be my good little bitch?" you nodded a quick tight nod under his hand

"OH Fuck yes good girl" he moaned lost in his own pleasure then began pulling back and thrusting again then began face fucking you. You laid there taking it clenching your walls and rubbing your thighs together as you seeped onto the floor below. Somehow this almost angry fucking was turning you to mush, he groaned loud removing himself from your throat. Quickly repositioned you in front of him bent over spanking you heating your cheeks before pushing his fingers into you running circles on your swollen abused walls you cried in pleasure as your nerves were set ablaze making all of your muscles convulse, abdomen flexing and pussy trying to hold his fingers still he pounded you quickly a fierce rhythm knocking the air out of you with each hard push curling his fingers hooking into your g spot trying to anchor you with it. You panted trying to keep your breath as he fucked it out of you with his fingers your body shivered with each stroke of his fingers.

"Then fight for it" he said dragging your head just out of reach as you tried to suckle on him mouth open stretching your tongue to reach him ,your pussy ceased at the lustful look he gave you as you pulled forward your scalp protesting as you pulled forward with all your might trying to suck him down needing to please him. He teased you bringing you forward allowing you to touch him then pulling back before repeating slowly going deeper and deeper. You became worried as he didn't stop like he usually did you moved your hands to his hips trying to push him away as he pushed past the back of your throat making you gag and then some digging your short nails into his skin.

He let his head fall back groaning as he pulled you tight to him choking you, quickly you tried to relax your throat as he pulled you closer and closer until your nose was brushed against his pubic bone nestled in the thatch of hair breathing in his scent you whined clawing his thigh as he held you still balls pressed to your chin as you choked on him.

"No ohmygod! nonono alpha I can't-please stop its to much I-FUCK!" you scrambled trying to claw your way out from under him, he caged you his hand by your head using his forearm to hold you still by your shoulder.

"Are you ready omega? I'm not pulling back your getting everything" he growled out you mewled out a small no pleading him not to make you take him it would seem he wasn't playing around grunting and growling he pushed and pulled you against him using you for his own pleasure chasing his own end.

"You don't have a choice....Take it!!...This is what you wanted and you'll take everything I want to give until I say" he grunted moving down putting his weight on your back as you withered and shook trying to arch away from him but to no avail. You keened feeling yourself cum all over him crying and grinding on him but he didn't stop, licking at the sweat on your back kissing and biting around your shoulders he plowed you into a second orgasm punishing you as he still continued drawing out moans and pleas as you wriggled desperate for a break you collapsed mewling shivering from the barrage of sensations giving in as you released over his hand for a third time wailing as you did hoarse.

He slowed removing his fingers then lined himself up to you not wasting any time he thrust in with one deep powerful stroke wedging his head into your cervix painfully. You yelped and doubled your efforts to get away but he laughed leaning back on his feet dragging your hips up his thighs rocking into your rolling his hips enjoying your walls coiling around his shaft. You panicked as you felt him pressing against your cervix you could feel throbbing as he began rocking. Through the pain you cried out in ecstasy you clamped around him, hot and needy you gyrated into him rubbing your tender folds against him then he moved thrusting deep and quick you pulled at your nest as he became faster and rougher with each thrust.

"Yes FUCK Yes good girl doing so well... Soo well FUCK. Here.We.Go UGH!." he pulled you tight as his knot grew you whimpered as he held you much firmer this time bruising your hips forcing his whole knot into you. 

"OW NO ALPHA ITS TO MUCH-FUCK PLEASE" you tucked your head below you as your arms gave out under you unlike in your heat where he had let the base of his knot rest outside this time he had stuffed the whole thing in.

"No I told you .Everything. FUCK!" You cringed as he gave one final push forcing his head to slide into your cervix opening as his knot popped inside, your muscles protested as they closed tight behind it trapping him properly. It felt like the size of a tennis ball. He grunted feeling your true opening almost strangle his cock. You whimpered as he pulled your back flush to his heaving chest you were shaking and in shock as your body protested to his punishing penetration. You heard him groan low as the first spray of cum filled you much higher than it ever had before.

"OH OH GOD.. yes...good girl, you did it  ,you took your punishment so well I'm so proud of you love." as he praised you he rubbed your lower tummy then pressed as you protested, he could feel his cock as it twitched slowly stretching you with his constant stream flooding you. You groaned wincing as you felt impossibly warm as his hot seed coated your insides, your pussy twitched sore and taught around his intrusion trying to push it out but had no hope. He kissed your mating mark as you whined still twitching, he was massaging you in the most intimate of ways with every shuddering breath you took sending sparks across your body. He placed an arm around your waist locking you against his chest and stood up.

"AH.AH nononono Clark stop it hurts please stop moving!" he ignored you making his way slowly and carefully to the bathroom stopping in front of the full length mirror.

"Look, look at yourself omega... look at what I've done to you." you did casting a look to yourself your skin flushed pink sweat glistening, your hair stuck to your face then you saw, thighs drenched with your own cum lips spread out over the huge knot your erect red clit poking out obscenely you. Whimpered the sight made you clench again trying in vain to push him out, it almost looked as painful as it felt. He hushed you as you weeped quietly as the pleasure and pain battled one another, the sting was sharp but his knot was pressing against your g spot throbbing against it making you tremble as there was no relief or escape from it.

"That toy couldn't do this to you....Fuck you so throughly fill you... I can and will I'm sorry I've been neglecting you but that was no excuse to disobey me..... this is mine." he lowered a hand and pinched your clit making you squeal wanting to buck into him yet stay still to avoid pulling on him any movement pressed harder against your spot making moans bubble from you as your mouth hung open lewd sound pouring from you.

"Are you doing ok love? I haven't harmed you have I?" he said slowly he sounded more him self now not aggressive he was worried regret washed over him. You kissed his thigh by your head feeling him start to shrink inside of you slowly.

"MY pussy and mine alone nothing goes up here except me.... understand? and if it does I will know and I will force you to take me all of me.... it that understood?" he spoke quietly into your neck licking and kissing running his teeth and tongue over your mark. Then began rubbing your clit fast then slow you cringed as you clamped on his knot making him moan loud into your ear you kicked out as he pushed you into one final bone shaking orgasm around him grunting thrusting up into you slightly as it triggered another stream of cum from him. You went lax he laughed lightly then went back into the bedroom laying on the bed arms crossed behind his head as you sat one knee either side on his hips.

You blinked as painful as it was you couldn't deny it had been the best sex you'd ever had the swell of happiness you had got what you wanted even if he was rough with you it had been exhilarating having him lose his cool and use you. You shivered then hissed leaning down onto your elbows on the mattress he brought a hand to your bottom rubbing it slowly.

"No you didn't harm me..... i'm a bit sore but I did ask for it" you replied to him he sighed in relief 

"Yes you did.... you shouldn't test me like that I could accidentally hurt you."

"I trust you... I'm sorry I was being a brat..." he rubbed your hips smoothing over the marks that were beginning to form 

"I love you Clark" he patted you lightly then pulled a little there was a small tug of pain then he slipped free remarkably nothing slipped free as he pulled you up the bed laying in his arms you nuzzled his chest he kissed your head.

"I love you to..... but i mean it no more toys" you looked up sheepish fluttering your eyes at him

"Cant I keep just this one? please?" you begged he frowned at you then looked over at your nest spotting the offending rubber on the floor. You gasped as he lazered it melting the damn thing from the bed then looked back to you as his eyes returned to there incredible blue

"Does that answer your question?" you pouted at him 

"That was expensive! what am I supposed to do when your not here?"

"Suffer and wait for me to come home" he said without missing a beat you sulked but kept quiet snuggling into his chest kissing it as he pulled a cover over the both of you drifting into and exhausted sleep.

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I know nothing about splatoon but tell me about the au

I DID A WHOLE INFODUMP ABOUT ALL OF THE GAMES LAST NIGHT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN READING IT KEJHKJE

so i dont have much on the actual au itself yet but more on what weapons the characters would use. a bit of info on how the weapons work in game: there is a primary weapon, a secondary weapon, and a special attack. secondary and special depends completely on which primary weapon you are using. important note, all of the wepaons i am describing are from splatoon 2. some may have splatoon 1 counterparts but they are outdated from the current game mechanics and will be ignored for the time being. that being said i do have some specific splatoon 1 weapons i think the mercs would use but that is not what im talking about.

there are several types of weapons: shooters (typical guns) blasters (similar to rockets but with a low distance fire) chargers (rifles) rollers/brushes (medium-range weapons made for covering areas in ink. this weapon has been nerfed SO much.) sloshers (buckets filled with ink. no idea how to describe their gameplay except everyone hates slosher users (its like the phlog of splatoon)) dualies (duel-wielding shooters with the ability to dodgeroll. most dualies have 2 dodgerolls but tetra dualies have 4 rolls. stereotyped to be tryhards but i have yet to see anyone play dualies without accidentally launching themselves off the map) splatlings (miniguns) and brellas (big shield, got very nerfed too)

scouts weapons - permanent ink brush, features the subweapon sprinkler and the special weapon ink armor. i think this because 1. when using the inkbrush you get a speedboost when the weapon is in use. 2. a good sprinkler in the right place can catch a low enemy off guard and kill them easily, very much like scout in the actual game 3. the ink armor buff can sort of be like the affects of bonk. Light tetra dualies, features the subweapon sprinkler once again but this time the special is an auto bomb launcher that allows you to spam auto bombs for a short period of time. these track near by enemies and explode on impact with player or in a radius shot. i also think the 4 dodgeroll mobility would fit his playstyle (like the force-a-nature of splatoon)

soldiers weapons - grim range blaster, sub weapon is burst bombs (weaker bomb, but allows 2 at once meaning you can easily pop an enemy) and the special weapon is tenta missiles (homing missiles that lock on to one or more targets. i think it got a nerf not to long ago where the more people you have selected the less missiles it shoots out that or it splits them between targets and it just looks like less). rapid blaster deco, subweapon is a suction bomb (bombs that can stick to walls and then detonate after a few seconds.) and its special is bomb rush (short period of time where the player is able to spam bombs.) clash blaster neo, subweapon is the curling bomb (bombs that travel in a straight line until they hit either a target or a wall and go the opposite direction) and the special weapon is tenta missiles again.

pyros weapons - I'm still not 100% on what weapons it would use but i believe it would be an aerospray because it kinda looks like a flame thrower or a brella because they can absorb projectile attacks

demos weapons - luna blaster neo, features inkmines as a sub weapon (they get triggered when enemy ink covers them or another inkmine gets placed (2 at once !)) and a suction bomb launcher special (rapid fire suction bombs) kensa luna blaster, which features fizzy bombs as sub weapon (i want to say they are new so bad but they are at least 3 years old D-:. anyways theyre grenades that are shaken like soda) and inkstorm as a special (big rain cloud of ink, really just a nuisance. can kill low players.)

heavys weapons - any of the splatlings but primarily the heavy splatling with a subweapon of sprinkler and a special weapon of the sting ray (big laser that can shoot across the map through walls, very painful)

engineers weapons - glooga dualies, while they are a weaker type of dualie the play style just seemed to fit engie in my mind. subweapon is inkmine and the special is inkjet (player will launch up in the air with an ink based jetpack and shoot players. fire is slow but direct hit can insta kill)

medics weapons - there are no healing properties in splatoon, however the ink armor special is applied to the full team so it can sort of replicate a momentarily uber charge so i am going to stick him with the default weapon splatter shot jr with a sub weapon of splatbombs (default bomb) or the tenta brella because its a large shield that can be very good for pushes (similarly to the shield in mvm) with a sprinkler subweapon and a bubble blower special (3 large bubbles that when shot with team ink can explode covering a wide area in ink and killing any enemies in the radius)

snipers weapons - any of the charger line.

spys weapons - my first thought is the undercover brella with inkmine and splashdown or the .52 gal with point sensor (shows enemies in the radius of the senor) and the baller (giant hamster like ball that after a while detonates with an explosion that covers a large radius with ink and can kill enemies in range)

[cafedanslanuit]

summary: a long time friendship with nishinoya turned into a friends with benefits relationship a few months ago. both of you had your reasons for it to remain that way, but an unexpected situation may make both of you reconsider your agreement.

pairing: nishinoya x reader

warnings: references to sex, drinking and emergency contraception. not described. this is pretty sfw apart from that.

words: 1.9k

notes: i got inspired by two really good songs! ‘like a friend’ and ‘something changed’ by pulp <3 check them out i really like them~

‘Pizza is the best way to celebrate this’, you had said after opening the door to him, a big smile on your face. He had entered your apartment with a laugh as if he had been able to sleep the night before.

He knew it wasn’t something they could have prevented. In fact, it was because they wanted to think ahead that they got into that mess in the first place. He could still remember the panic that made his whole body shiver when, as he was about to discard the used condom, he noticed a big tear on it. He stayed petrified long enough for you to ask him if there was anything wrong, and even when the storm had passed, Nishinoya still didn’t know how he ended up explaining it to you. He did remember both of you frantically dressing up in horror and then running to your car to go to the nearest drugstore.

He thought that would be the end of it. You swallowed the pill with a bottle of juice he bought for you and assured him there was nothing to worry about. That the chance of getting pregnant after taking that pill was close to zero, so he could breathe again. And he did. He was researching for a new place to travel when you had called him up, asking if he could bring you some food and a couple of painkillers. Scared, he did as told and quickly headed to your dorm room.

He found you curled on a ball, lights off and a small frown on your face. Looking at his worried face, you tried to explain it was a side effect to the Plan B pill and that you should feel better the next day, but your head hurt too much to go to the drugstore yourself. He was horrified when he learnt there were side effects, even more surprised when you told him your boobs were also hurting a lot.

Having heard enough, Nishinoya decided to stay the night. He put on a movie on your laptop, dimmed the brightness of the screen and lowered the volume on it so it wouldn’t be too uncomfortable. After eating something and taking the medicine he had brought, you were able to finally fall asleep with your head on his chest and your legs tangled with his.

That had been almost a month ago. Now, you were sitting on your bed, sharing a pizza with him. You had called him earlier to inform him you had gotten your period and now the nightmare was really over. Before he could say anything else, you had asked him over to eat something, as a small celebration for not ‘fucking it up’.

"You're gonna eat that?" you asked, pointing to the last slice. Nishinoya snapped back from his thoughts and smirked at you.

"If I take it, you're going bite my hand off, so no."

"Hey! Don't be mean, I could have been the mother of your children," you teased, grabbing the slice and biting down on it. You chewed with a happy hum and took your phone to look at the notifications, not noticing your joke had made your best friend’s smile fade almost instantly.

Nishinoya stayed in silence for a moment, his eyes fixed on the empty box between you. His face was contorted in a stern expression, eyebrows knit together and his mouth a fine line.

"Would that have been so bad?"

You snapped your eyes back to him, taken aback by his words. Munching the food in your mouth, you kept waiting for a punchline that never came. You suddenly noticed Nishinoya's face was too serious for it to be a joke. Swallowing, you put the rest of the slice back on the box.

"... What?"

"I'm asking if having a kid together would have been so bad," he said. You took a napkin and cleaned your hands, rubbing them together a little harder than usual.

"Uh-- yes? You're leaving on another trip by the end of the month and I'm focused on uni. Of course it would have been bad," you explained with a small shrug.

"No, no. That's not what I'm asking," he retorted.

"You asked exactly that."

"No! Listen-- I'm asking if it would have been so bad if we... I don't know," Noya scratched the back of his head. "If we ended up together."

You blinked, confused. "What are you talking about?" you whispered. Your eyes darted to the side, trying to understand what your best friend was saying. No. There wasn't a chance he-- No. You shook your head. "You said you didn't want to have a girlfriend right now," you reminded him. "You said you wanted to travel and that's great! You said--"

"I know what I said," he interrupted you, impatiently. He stood up and started pacing around his room, thousand of thoughts swarming around his mind, his right hand now scratching the base of his neck. The aftertaste of your meal felt like poison in your mouth. Your heart was breaking at seeing him so conflicted, wishing there was something you could do or say to alleviate him.

"Yuu," you muttered, trying to calm him down. “Yuu, come back to bed."

"It's just... I don't know," he sighed and stopped in his tracks. He turned his body to you and you realized how vulnerable he looked. His lost eyes immediately took you back to the night your friendship had changed.

Around six months ago, you had been invited by your uni friends to a party near your apartment. Since you had heard it was supposed to be one of the best parties of the semester, you had asked to bring a friend, which they agreed to. Not thinking it twice, you had asked Nishinoya. Even if he had refused at first since he had to leave for another one of his trips the next day, you had convinced him to accompany you. Which ended up being a good decision, since he offered to walk you home and make sure you got safe.

To that day, you could almost remember the yelp he made against your mouth when you kissed him, his lips not moving for the longest time. After a couple of seconds you had pulled away and asked if he was okay. His face was flushed red, his usual hyper persona long gone, his eyes fixed on yours, looking lost and shocked to his core.

“Sorry, sorry, it was a bad impulse,” you had apologized, the rejection stinging a little harder than you had imagined.

“Areyoudrunk?” he had asked. You shook your head.

“You saw the two beers I had. I mean, they did give me some liquid courage but I’m not really--”

Your words were cut off by your best friend crashing his lips against yours. Never breaking the kiss, you had blindly walked back to your bedroom, laughing when his knees hit the edge of your bed and you ended up falling on top of him.

Nishinoya left to catch his plane before you woke up, not without leaving a note on the small whiteboard on your wall: ‘sorry!!!!!! had to catch my plane :( pls dont think i ran away. text me when u see this!!   -noya’.

What you expected to be an awkward exchange, ended up being a comfortable talk between two longtime friends. You confessed you found the other one attractive but were also aware exploring a possible romantic route would be near to impossible. Nishinoya’s constant travelling and the fact he was away many months a year plus your dedication to your uni classes made a bad combination to even try anything. You came to the conclusion it was only a one time thing and that you shouldn’t think too much into it.

Never the less, as soon as he was back from his trip, you found yourself tangled on his sheets once more. Since you were still in the same situation you had been when it first happened, you agreed on it being just a way to release stress and to not let it, under any circumstances, ruin your friendship.

Just what you felt was happening in that exact moment as he looked back at you, hands in his pockets and his eyes filled with a mixture of worry and frustration.

“Yuu, come here,” you insisted, patting the spot on the bed he had been sitting on. He nodded and you set the pizza box aside as he sat in front of you. You took a deep breath and took his hand in his. “What’s going on?

“These past few months have been the happiest I’ve ever felt,” he sighed.

“Because of the sex?”

"No, no, c'mon!" he whined in frustration. He let go of the hold you had in his hand to take both of yours, pulling you a bit closed to him. His eyebrows were furrowed in determination, a look you hadn’t seen in since your highschool days. "Listen to me, okay? Listen. Yes, the sex is great. I love it, you're a goddess and the way you look when-- wait, no. No," he pressed his lids together and slapped his forehead. You couldn't supress a small giggle at his actions. "Okay. Okay. But it's not the sex. It's you. It's the late phone calls, the way you honestly laugh at my jokes and always know what to do or say when I need extra encouragement. It's the way you believe in me and the way you hug me every time I get home. I-- You make me want to--" he stuttered, the words tumbling against each other due to the high speed he was talking in. "Wherever I go -and I mean anywhere, yes, anywhere-, I think about you. And I know it wasn't the plan, you didn't want to get into another relationship-- I know all of that, I do. And I know I don't have what your exes had, I don't even go to college or have a degree but I--"

Once more, you heard him yelp when your lips crashed his. Only this time, he didn’t waste time before kissing you back. You felt him smile as he put his hands on both sides of your face and moved his lips against yours. Chuckling, you pushed him on the bed to continue, the kiss lasting a couple more minutes before dissolving into a fit of giggles from both of you.

You pushed yourself up a bit to look at his face, a huge grin plastered on his face. He looked adorable and you felt yourself flowing with the emotions you hadn’t let yourself feel for the last months. He was your best friend, had been for so many years, and a part of you wished you had seen him in a different light before. You weren’t sure when your feelings had changed, but you did know there was no turning back now. Smiling back at him, you pressed a loving kiss on his lips before pulling away once more.

Just when you were about to say something, you noticed part of the pizza box peeking under his head.

“Oh no,” you whispered, pulling him to sit up. When both of you saw the slice you had left earlier sticking to the back of his t-shirt, you couldn’t help but break in loud laughter. Your eyes quickly filled with happy tears as Nishinoya grabbed his belly, both of your bodies shaking as you couldn’t stop laughing. Of course only both of you would have turned a confession into a comedic scenario. Even so, as you helped him remove the food from his t-shirt, you couldn’t help thinking you wouldn’t have it any other way.