#whenyou smile

[stucky4evayall]

Eddie Brock x Fem Reader Period Comfort Imagines

*TW! Mentions of menstrual blood, cramps, cravings, a bit suggestive, LOTS OF FLUFF!*

This man knows what a period is, I mean he DID have a fiancée after all. He knows how it works and what to do.

Eddie is an observant man. He notices whenever you wince in pain from a cramp or how the little things get you irritated that wouldn’t before.

He offers to go get you food, pads, tampons or whatever you need.

He may call you to confirm what brand you want because there’s so many. It gets him every time.

Of course Venom notices the change in you (also saying he can smell blood) and either you or Eddie or both of you explaining it to him.

Venom wasn’t disgusted at all.

“It’s not gross, just a bit of blood.”

He even teases you and volunteers to clean you up.😉😏

Eddie doesn’t get mad at all if blood gets on the sheets or anything else and comforts you with a smile and a kiss.

“It’s not your fault hun okay, shit happens.”

Both him and Venom gladly cuddle and lay with you, but give you your personal space if and whenyou need it.

At one point Venom wanted to know how a tampon worked (goes in and absorbs) so you showed him with one and a pop/soda bottle.

He was shocked to say the least and so was Eddie.

“Hun do you NOT feel that?”

“You said you knew all this Eddie.”(Venom).

“Yeah, where it goes and what it does. I’ve never seen it in action dumbass!”

When your periods over, he congratulates you for being so strong.

“You take it like a champ honey.”

[saintbarou]

𝐓𝐇𝚬 𝚩𝚬𝐒𝐓 𝚶𝐅 𝐘𝚶𝐔, 𝐓𝐇𝚬 𝐑𝚬𝐒𝐓 𝚶𝐅 𝐘𝚶𝐔

tags:18+ minors dni, afab reader, vouyerism, dubcon, hinted mxm, doggystyle, m!masturbation, dacryphilia, hinted threesome, overstimulation - let me know if i missed something // @cordyce @sukunasstarlight this. this is what the devious aizawa fic was

synopsis:when indulged with a dirty little secret, you’d do anything to make your husband and your friend happy right?

In all the years you’ve been with Shouta you have never once seen him like this - kissing and nipping at your stuttering lips with a hunger you only caught whenyou two of you eloped right on the night of his graduation from U.A. Back then, with his shorter hair, Shouta had you on your back panting into your mouth as he muttered confessions of love meant only for you to hear. Now it seems history will repeat itself as he takes you from behind - the gold band around his ring finger glittering in the darkness of your shared room as it clutches over your own fist that crumples the sheets you washed that morning. Your bottoms - his old sweats from his third year sling low on your hips- are ripped off and abandoned along with the underwear you know he pocketed when you weren’t looking. He’s already pried one orgasm from you, your cunt is slick and soft from the pleasure that melted away your mind until all that’s left in your bones is your thought of him - and of the guest in the room next to yours.

It is not often that friends from both of your circles come to your Shouta's abode but when Hizashi called about not being able to make it to his own apartment neither you nor Shouta hesitate to open your door for the blonde. You’ve known Hizashi for as long as you’ve known your husband, which feels like a lifetime, so greet him with a bright smile and offer him some leftovers for dinner. 

You’re too busy smiling and talking about small, polite things that you don’t notice how he sputters and blushes each time you grace him with a smile from over your shoulder as you serve him. Too busy laughing at his retelling about an incident at his radio show you don’t notice how Shouta reclines against the walls of the kitchen with something burning in the coal of his eyes as Hizashi tries his best to keep making you laugh.

Hizashi has always thought of you to be the most beautiful when you are laughing, ever since your days at U.A.

Despite his best attempts to make you forget everything else - his fingers wet from your slick and his jaw sore from tongue fucking your cunt you still weakly try to tell him to be quiet. You are the prettiest when on his bed, surrounded by sheets that smell of him and you - heated by the hot lust in your veins that he is the cause of. Shouta keeps one rough hand over yours, a sweet gesture when plans to do terrible, dirty things to you as you tremble into the bed you two have christened in your love more than enough times.

“Shouta, please he’s going to hear us-” Whatever you are to say next dies upon your lips and all you can taste is hedonistic lust that weighs heavy on your tongue.

“Let him.” Your brain freezes at the same time as the head of his heavy cock pushes into the folds of your slick cunt and you double over from the fire that surges into the marrow of your bones. You're quiet and trembling - “what?” makes him groan as he heaves himself over you, his form dwarfing yours completely as the head of his cock is welcomed by the silk heat of your cunt, from the tip that drips with hot webs of pre to the base. His reward is the hitch in your breath, the trembling gasp you let out, and the soft crystals of tears that bead in your waterline.

“I said - Let him, let him hear how sweet you sound in bed,” Shouta mumbles into the feathered waves of your hair, his stumble rubbing against your neck. You shudder under him, from how his breath follows the same path down your neck as the bites he left and from how he slowly rocks into you. Shouta is thick, stirring your insides to the point you feel him in your chest with each thrust he gives you. It’s too much, the way he fucks you, the dirty secret he just gave you the insight to, and how if you focused enough you could hear other, softer trembling gasps from the room next door.

And, the all too familiar wet shucks of a cock being tugged that seem to echo in your mind more than the wet smacks of skin that fill the room you are in.

“Hizashi always thought you were pretty - ever since our first years. Always wanted you but you ended up mine instead.”Shouta pauses to press a kiss to a notable bruise upon your beck he left. Dark eyes that are trained to catch anything in the dark can see the trail he left up your body as clear as day. On the swell of your breasts, the delicate line of your collarbone, and up to where your neck bleeds into your shoulder he has mapped you like one would the wilderness, and his mouth still sings from where your sweetness melts onto his tongue.

Shouta may be a man of virtue and rationality, but even he needs to indulge in the sweetness of all different kinds.

“Shouta- “you begin to moan the way you do when he makes love to you but that isn’t what he wants right now. Your breath feels like it’s been sucked out of you when he takes his cock out of you, making sure to drag out your walls in a way that makes it press against each little spot inside your cunt that makes you cry and gush for him.

“No, you don’t say my name right now - you say his. We go at his pace and you cum when he cums.”  His hand that is clamped around yours has not left its place, squeezing the limb with a softness that betrays the almost cruel cat-and-mouse game he is playing with you. It reassures you, gives you the care you need to balance the harshness of his words and you repay him with a soft nod, swallowing around the lump in your throat that has appeared since he took away your pleasure with one swipe of his hips.

“Say it - you know what it is we want to hear.” Your lips tremble as the words are formed with your watery and thin voice. The syllables are familiar yet not, hot with a desperation that no walls no matter how thick could be blocked. You realize that the blonde could have heard it all from the moment you entered the room - Shouta had pinned you to the shared wall for a reason and the deceit makes your clit twitch more than you’d like to admit to.

“Yes…Hizashi, please make me cum.” You say the words that are hot like forged iron and the room burns with something you’ve never noticed but now you want the fire - from the outside and the inside to consume you entirely. Quietly you hear your friend’s quiet - “Yeah, yeah fuck - let her have it.”

You blink and Shouta is back inside you, cock thick and long and fucking you full like he’s experiencing you for the first time again. Even if you wanted to keep quiet you couldn’t - not when they have you like this. Every cry, gasp, and pant makes them in turn give you their own desperate and lewd noises - you hear the praise Hizashi gives you each time you moan his name like it’s the gospel, like he’s the one inside of you and not your husband of almost a decade.

“Fuck, fuck fuck - Sho how are earth are you fucking her to make em’ sound like that?” You hear Hizasahi pant, breathless as if your roles were switched. You try to ignore the flutter in your cunt at the idea and Shouta from above chuckles, his voice so deep you feel the bass of it in your chest and you whine. Hiding your face into the sheets, biting the soft material, and staining the fabric with the flattering cherry chapstick you wear at home.

“Slow - and deep. That’s how she likes it. Cries really pretty if I give it to her too fast.” He says, rattling off the things he has learned about you and you whine, face hot with pleasure cradled in humiliation. Helpless by how it grows from a whine to a keen from your husband’s seeking fingers settle on the bud on your clit and rub at the slick bundle of nerves. You are soon matched by Hizashi, who finds your noises to be addictive and finds it in any way to encourage you - “Fuck, fuck pretty thing he’s giving it to you good? You love your husband’s cock huh? Bet you’re really pretty on it too.”

“You like that? You like hearing our friend hear you getting fucked?” Shouta teases and you pant out a soft and whiny little affirmation. As your eyes squeeze shut you don’t see how Shouta grins, wide and in his jack - o - lantern way that you tease him for from time to time. Now is not one of those times, as you moan back your affirmation; yes, yes you like having your mutual friend of a decade hear you getting fucked within an inch of your life by your husband in your shared home and you wished he was here too.

Tears build in the long strokes of your eyelashes and you feel it - the band weaved from every dirty, depraved thing that has occurred in your home coming to its breaking point. Moans and whines that come not from your lips but from the room next over, your husband’s cock that buries itself inside of you as if he’s trying to mold you to him and him alone. All of it is too much, culminating in that you can’t bear the weight anymore, pleasure burns like gasoline lit a blaze and your choked-out whines let the men in your home and heart know you are at your end.

“I’m cumming - ’m gonna cum, oh!” Shouta moans from atop you, his hips still going at the pace Hizashi set from the beginning and he calls over, loud enough to be heard from between your own noise.

“Should I let her Hizashi?” His question is like rope frayed and worn, Shouta knows that he won’t last, and if you were more coherent you’d see he was just as easily played with as you were.

“Yeah - fuck man if she sounds like that give her anything she wants Shouta.” Your husband laughs, low and breathy from on high; all you can do is bite down onto the sheets when he fucks you hard and fast. Just as he said, you sob and tears fall down your cheeks as he uses the strength he’s grown from his career to fuck into you until you shatter on his cock. Your cum leaks and runs down him, following the lines of his veins until it drips down to the sheets. Your spin trembles beneath him, jumping at the heat of his cum when he finishes inside of you - like raw fire in your veins that makes you relax down into the sheets.

When the clicking of the door makes your head perk up - you realize how quiet it’s gotten, the only thing that can be heard is you and Shouta’s panting. This is why when the door clicks open, your weary eyes widen and you moan, cunt fluttering weakly when you meet eyes like emeralds. Shouta presses a kiss to your head, his deep voice rumblings in your ear,

“We’re not done yet - perk up, sweetheart .”

[armeenix]

Distracting thoughts♡Bakugo x reader

I've been really sad recently so I thought why not write some fluff

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Ever since the very beginning of his freshman year bakugo has always been enthralled with you. There was just something about you that drew him to you as if he was a moth, and you were a beautiful dancing flame. His interest started out small. Sometimes he would glance over at you in class, or catch himself thinking about you instead of focusing on his tasks at hand.

Who are you really?

Why do you cause his thoughts to gravitate towards you?

Is it your stupid fucking quirk?

Maybe it's your stupid fucking face. With your pretty eyes, and your kissable lips, and your cute smile..

Fuck why are you so God damn pretty...?

This was when his thoughts started to get a little to...romantic. He had to snap himself out of this. He barely had time for friends, let alone a pretty little extra like you. He ever so desperately tried to get you off of his mind but nothing would get rid of his distracting thoughts. There was really only one option left and he eagerly took it. The last option he had was to just ignore you all together, and that's exactly what he did. He didn't want to admit it but it was a little harder to avoid you than he expected. Ever since the first day of school you have very persistently tried talking to bakugo. It's not like you did it in an annoying way, like kirishima and denki did. Instead, you were pretty chill about it.

You would casually sit by him and strike up little conversation and when the conversation stopped, it's stopped that was the end of it. You had a tactic of getting closer to him little by little at HIS pace and holy shit it was working. Bakugo started continuing the conversations for longer, and sometimes he would even be the first to start the conversations but, unfortunately for him, he couldn't open up to you anymore

Bakugo would go out of his way to sit far away from you, he would keep the conversations dry and short, and sometimes he just didn't pay any attention to you at all. He really thought this was gonna work but you just didn't know when to fucking give up. Even after how dry and mean he's been you still keep coming back to sit next to him and try to talk to him. Your subtle determination did not help bakugo keep you out of his thoughts, instead it made him think of you even more..you were always in his thoughts everyday of the week, he never could get a break from thinking about you. To be honest, you were the first person to ever be so persistent while keeping a respectful distance and not pushing your friendship onto him, and for some reason that made him feel all hot and bothered around you.

"Fuck..is a respect kink even a thing..?"

"What the hell are you talking about kacchan?"

"ITS NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUISNESS DUNCE FACE"

"Woah, calm down bakugo"

"Whatever..."

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7 YEARS LATER

Its been a few years since you graduated from u.a. Both you and bakugo were successful I'm becoming proheroes. Recently you have been trending all over social media because you reached the huge milestone of finally becoming number three In the hero ranks. Your popularity skyrocketed whenyou stopped a building from crashing down onto hundreds of citizens in Tokyo earlier this month. All over Twitter people have been congratulating you, especially the girls from class 1.A. The posts consist of pictures, fan edits, fan art, and videos from most, if not all of your recent interviews.

Bakugo was scrolling through one of your twitter tags, when his phone buzzed. He swiped the notification bar at the top of his screen down to see that izuku had sent him a message.

"What does he want..?" He clicked on the message to see an image of most of class 1.A sitting at a resturant table with you directly in the middle. You were sitting backwards on a turned around chair with a cake in your hands. The cake was decorated to look like your hero suit and it had a cake topper with a hash tag and a number three on it. Right below the photo was a small paragraph.

"Hey kaachan! I know you've been really busy with everything going on lately, but I couldn't help but noticr how dissapointed y/n seemed when kirishima told her that you couldn't make it to the lunch earlier today. Maybe it's time you finally stopped avoiding her? Don't try to say you havent been, because everyone knows that you have."

"Tch as if. Who does he think he is bossing me around." There was no way in hell he would be able to "pay you a visit". He was way too busy with work just like everyone else. Plus, you probably wouldn't even want to see his face after how he brushed your civil attempts at trying to become his friend off during highschool. Deku probably just read your expressionswrong, thats all.

Right?

Right....??

"Ugh! Stupid fucking deku with his smart-ass ideas. Why does he always have to be fucking right?"

Bakugo continued to mumble as he quickly stood up and grabbed a few of his things. Just as he was about to walk out of his office door, an annoying (as bakugo liked to put it) rhythmic knock was heard from it. "Hey bakugo, you in there? I wanna show you something!"

"Fucking hell"

Bakugo quietly sighed before walking towards the door. "Come on man it's really cool! It's this cat that's wearing a small costume that looks exactly like mine. You've gotta look!" Oh hell no. There was no way he was gonna let kiri in just for that, but how was he gonna get out of his office if kirishima was blocking his only exit? Well, his only reasonable exit. Bakugo never really liked his second option because of how dangerous it was but in this moment he had no choice. It was either open that door and get bombarded with dumb questions from his loud friend, or hop out of his window and use his quirk to stop himself from getting hurt.

"Bakugo if you don't open the door imma pick the lock!"

Once again there was no response from bakugos end of the door. "Alright man, you leave me no choice!" It took a few moments but eventually kirishima finally managed to unlock the door. He turned the knob and walked into the room to see no bakugo, and one of his office windows left wide open, letting the winter night air in. He quickly walked towards the window and looked down to see a figure with explosive hands floating (or more like sloppily falling) down towards the sidewalk.

"COME ON MAN IM NOT THAT BAD"

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AT Y/N'S HERO AGENCY

you had been at your agency building for hours working on an idea for your new merch realise. You were one of the very few heroes who worked on official merchandise themselves. Sure you were able to create what you wanted and people loved it, but this also added so much more work to your already heavy load. To you it was worth it though, because your fans always loved the things that you and your team produced and it made you happy to see that your teams hard work to make the best quality products actually payed off.

You picked up your mug to take a sip of your tea when you realise that all of it is gone. Letting out and exhausted sight you get up from your seat, with your mug in hand, and walk out of your office to go boil some more water. A few minutes later the water was finally hot enough so you quickly made your tea to your liking and walked back into your office. As soon as you walked in you were met with your patio doors wide open and Bakugo leaning against your desk with a greasy brown bag resting right next to him.

"Hey...."

"I....hi?"

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To be continued

Comments, and reblogs always help!<3

[docwritesshit]

I just read you monkie kid X reader and I love it can you please do another monkie kid X reader where the reader comfort mk because he is scared to see the reader reaction to his monkie form the reader say that they love him no matter what (this is both comfort and fluff)

Don't question how I got this done so fast

Anyways! Im glad my abundance of energy let me turn this one out rq

Also, have my he/they MK headcannon as a treat

Word count: 500

MK was spiraling so hard. And who could blame him? He was someone he barely knew, someone you didn't know. He just got used to being in his form around the gang as they saw him the first time he transformed, but you? You were back home waiting for him, semi oblivious to what was happening.

So it was no surprise the first time he went into his monkie form around you, it was semi unplanned.

It was supposed to be a chill picnic on the roof watching the stars, and he let his guard down when he was half asleep on your shoulder, you were humming lowly. He felt you freeze, your humming stopped.

So he raised his head to look at you. You had your brows furrowed, and you gaze focused on his hands that held your own.

He followed your gaze, and felt his heart plummet when he saw that they were covered in fur and his nails were curved into claws. He froze, his breaths becoming faster. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

You noticed the weight come off your shoulder and looked over to him, his features contorted into one of fear and terror. You widened your eyes, dropping his hands and brought your own to cup his cheeks.

“MK. Look at me. Can you look at me?”

They nodded.

“Mirror me, ok?”

He nodded.

You inhaled through your nose. They did the same. You exhaled through your mouth. He did the same. You guys repeated this process for a bit till you could see their shoulders relax. You smiled, and now taking the chance to really look at your partner. He held his breath as you scanned his rounded ears, the fur coming down the sides of his face, the heart pattern around his eyes.

“So what made you think you could hide this adorable side of yourself from me for long?” You questioned.

Monkie brain.exe has crashed.

Rebooting…

He opened his mouth and made a ‘huh’ sound. You gasped whenyou saw his large canines.

“You have fangs now too!!?!? Do you know how much hotter that makes you??” You exclaimed. That made him snort. You smiled, wrapping your arms around him and brought him closer. He hugged you back, feeling tears of relief prick at his eyes.

“I thought you would hate me…” He mumbled. You wheezed, shoulders shaking.

“Hate you? Dude, almost nothing could make me hate you. And that list is very short.” You stated. Mk buried their face in your shoulder, staining your hoodie with his tears. You sighed, running your fingers through his hair as he sobbed into your shoulder.

“You really are a treasure to me.” They said. You chuckled, and kissed his head.

“You are a star to me MK. Nothing could change that.”

They felt his heart warm and swell, and he hoped it wouldn’t be the last time his heart grew with you.

[absentmoon]

hes so wide eyed whenyou tell him hes smiling its so cute stpp it stop it

[pisachio]

😃

thamk for interupt me my Buddy ! i hope you will give a big smile whenyou see thismy pos 🙂 and here is a smile for you !

[savethelifeofmychild]

you know whenyou see a photo of someone smiling and then you start smiling too without realizing it..empath moments

[poniko-w]

whenyou hit someone with a shell they do afucking flip it’s funny

bachikin could do this to him and he'd start yelling at her and she wouldnt even react she'd just sit there smiling because she doesnt feel bad

[hunting-songs]

Large brown eyes full of curiosity rested on Senritsu in silence. The orange light of the sun at dusk made the blonde's eyes shine with a certain dark orange tone in their splendor since there were no dark lens to hide it. Tilting his head to the side like a curious cat, Kurapika finally asked, "How come you can tell the difference between our heartbeats, even listening to hundreds of people at the same time? Maybe each one has a different sound?"

She had taken the boneflute appart to clean it and now the parts lay before her on the table on a velvet cloth, pale and shimmering in the colourful eveninglight like pieces carved of opal. "You already answered your own question. Everyone has a different sound.", the woman chuckled and did not even looked up when she answered the question, instead her small hands worked nimbly with the different brushes put before her without stopping for a second. Yet her answer did not changed the curious melody in Kurapikas chest and eventually Senritsu looked up- she was wearing her working-glasses with the magnifying glass apparatus placed over her left glass that comically enlarged her left eye ridiculously. A amused smile curled around her lips as she leaned back in her chair, pushing up her glasses over her forehead and tilting her head to the side like an attentive bird as she continued listening. Her short fingers tapped a melody in the tact of the youngers curious heartbeat on the edge of the table.

"But I think that answer is not feeding your curiosity enough considering that look on your face and that melody that you are singing for me, mhmmmmmmmm? Very good, never stop asking questions."

"Imagine it like this-" she pointed to the different parts of the boneflute in the table between them, humming gently. It was easy to hear Kurapikas curiosity in his voice, in his heartbeat, in the way he sat leaned forward as if he was sitting int he classroom hearing a lecture of his favorite subject and Senritsu, who was a Hunter and had build her carrier on following her own interest and curiosity,was not going to stop him when he asked questions: "- your body is an instrument through which the song you play- your heartbeat- echos. Depending on the size of the chamber through which the song is echoing the sound is disorted Poco a poco differently. So for on the sound of ones heartbeat is depending on someones bodytype and size. If I would play this flute upside down I am very sure it would sound diffeently, so also how a person is standing or sitting, their way of moving, their mannerism, changes how the song echos through their body. But also the way you are standing and breathing changes over the day- in the morning most people have a straighter upright back than in the evening after a day of work so depending on where the person is in their daily routine they sound differently because the body through which the song echos changes and those changs are individual to every person."

"And eventually of course- right now you sound a lot of different than when you were still wearing your suit from an hour ago. And you will sound different in another hour,because whenyou get tiered your posture changes. Yes, it is that simple.",with a quiet laughter she pointed to his linenshirt and winked friendly:"

"You can see, there are many ways I can difference one heartmelody from anothers, starting from simply their bodytype to the way the sound changes depending on their mannerisms, their clothes, their posture, their healthstatus and the time of the day." The woman waited for a few moments,attentive listening toKurapikas heartbeat, attentive listening to the shifting of his clothes when he breathed, attentive listening to the tact of his own breathing. Then she added with a playful purr as sweet as a kitten:

"Is that enough informations, or do you want me to go into more details ,mhmmmmmm?"

[ @skarletchains ]

[hasanakbal19]

Baby (5)

Baby,baby-baby… Whenyou call for a poemon World Poetry Day, myresponse is aNaaaaaaaaaaaa! Nah!I will do abit more than that, and morethan the beating ofof my heart… I willsing you a songto relief wary hearts Mine and yoursYours and mineladen by guts… I willcall you for a dancein an open court… And bellowto the world howyour smile… All yoursmiles; full cheeks,half cheeks, side cheeks and…

[kunyekultursanat]

Baby (5)

Baby,baby-baby… Whenyou call for a poemon World Poetry Day, myresponse is aNaaaaaaaaaaaa! Nah!I will do abit more than that, and morethan the beating ofof my heart… I willsing you a songto relief wary hearts Mine and yoursYours and mineladen by guts… I willcall you for a dancein an open court… And bellowto the world howyour smile… All yoursmiles; full cheeks,half cheeks, side cheeks and…

[caughtbetweenworlds]

EMOTIONAL  BAGGAGE .      bold  whatever  applies  to  your  muse ,      italicize  the  things  that  only  somewhat  apply / are  verse dependent .    

been  cheated  on      |     been  bullied      |      had your heart broken      |     broken  someone’s  heart      |      told  a  horrible  lie     |      been  betrayed      |      been  framed / set-up      |      stolen  something  of  value   |      overdosed  on  drugs      |      been  drunk      |      cheated      |      bullied    |      been  publicly  humiliated      |      punched  someone  in  the  face   |      been  beaten  up     |      broken  a  bone      |     been admitted to a hospital      |     put  someone  in  the  hospital      |      had  a  near-death  experience      |     been  drugged      |      done  drugs      |      smoked      |      been  arrested   |      been  homeless   |      been  forced  to  commit  a  crime      |      died  and  came  back  to  life      |      kissed  someone  you  weren’t  attracted  to     |      bled  severely      |     killed  someone      |   been  forced  to  kill  someone   |      had  an  attempt  on  your  life   |      made  an  attempt  on  your  own  life      |      lost  someone      |      loved  someone      |      watched  a  loved  one  die      |      failed  to  save / help  a  loved  one   |     felt  helpless   |      watched  your  world  die / disappear     |      had  your  life’s  work  stolen / destroyed      |      gone  without  food  for  over  three  days      |      gone  without  sleep  for  over  three  days      |   been  tortured / questioned      |      been  shot      |     been  stabbed      |      been  poisoned      |      been  held  prisoner     |      been  trapped   |      been  buried  alive      |      been  held  hostage      |     held  someone  hostage      |      been  stuck  in  a  different  world / universe / time     |      been  abused  by  someone  who  should  have  loved / appreciated / valued  you      |      had  a  panic attack      |      had  night  terrors      |      been  in  a  car  accident     |      lost  your  job      |      lost  a  fight   |      had  sex  with  a  stranger   |      been  divorced      |      been  abandoned      |      passed  out  from  pain      |      cried  yourself  to  sleep      |      spent  a  whole  day  in  bed      |     hurt  yourself      |   taken your  anger  out  on  yourself   |      taken  your  anger  out  on  someone  you  love      |     been  used    |      been  manipulated      |      felt  used     |      manipulated  someone  else   |      had  your  memories / mind  wiped / stolen   or  tampered  with      |      been  taken  over  by  a  hostile  force      |     been  terrified   |      played  a  cruel  game  on  someone      |      been  forced  to smile      |      felt  too  many  things  at  once   |      laughed  when  you  felt  like  crying      |      been  in  denial      |      been  denied      |      faced  your  demons

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[seraph-star]

You so fuckin precious when you smile-

Reblog if you would actually die for these boys and only desire their happiness and safety

[luxaryllis]

I like your writing! Inspired by riddle with a scared sibling reader fic, what about vil? A younger sibling who doesn't want to be like him but he makes reader go through harsh training and stuff like that. Not to mention, they probably pretend to be a normal happy family. GOSH I just love angst. (If this makes you uncomfy, you can ignore)

Younger Sibling!Reader who doesn't want to be like him with Vil Schoenheit

Note: OHMYGOSH WHAT IS WITH THESE ANONS AND ANGST?!?!? 😭😭😭😭

DO YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY WANT ME TO CRY AS I MAKE THIS?!?!? DO YOU!??

But in all seriousness, thank you so much! I'm glad and happy that you like my writing!

And I also interpreted this as a "secretly rebellious" younger sibling, who does love Vil, but doesn't want to be like him. Does that make sense? I also made the reader a bit of a "people-pleaser" to add into the fact that they still act like a happy younger sibling of Vil's on and off camera. I'll also assume that Vil doesn't know about his younger sibling's true feelings.

Also, this will be full angst, no comfort; and put in a headcanon + drabble style (like my Scared!Younger Sibling!Reader with Riddle Rosehearts)

And Reader is 4 years younger than Vil here. They don't attend NRC.

Part 1 (here) | Part 2 | Alternate Endings

Anyway, let's get into it!

Warning/s: Reader possibly has "Smiling Depression", Reader is also a "People-Pleaser", Possible toxic sibling relationship, Angst with NO Comfort.

👑 Being THE Vil's Schoenheit's younger sibling, one would expect having A LOT of pressure on you.

👑 And they're right!

👑 To be completely honest, your life isn't all sunshine and rainbows.

👑 Infact, you can say it's pretty full of misery, and expectations.

👑 Your older brother is OBSESSED with wanting to be beautiful.

👑 And he wants the same for you.

👑 And there really wouldn't be much of a problem if he was gentler and kinder with his attitude when he was commenting on your beauty.

👑 But no, in fact, it's like he HATES you with all of the insults he's sliding in his so-called "consturctive ciriticism"

👑 What's more? Not only him, but your father, AND the public media EXPECT you to be like your brother!!

👑 WHY?!?!?

👑 Your older brother, Vil, is strict and stern.

👑 He's like the tough love kind of person.

👑 Except he only shows "love" whenyou do something he wants you to do.

👑 If you don't, he'll berate you and tell you how you should do it.

---

"[Name], I did not appreciate how you responded to the interviewer." Vil starts, his voice disappointed but strict.

You guys were in one of Vil's personal limos. You guys had just finished an interview for you and Vil.

The interviewer had said something among the lines that every other person who has interviewed you said.

"I can't wait to see your future career as an actor and model."

At that moment you had been very tired of hearing the SAME thing everytime!

So you sort of passive aggresively lashed out, "Ah yes. Just because Vil is my older brother, I'm supposed to be JUST like him, huh?". Vil had to start laughing and say that it was a joke to cover it; his eyes glared at you to tell you to play along.

You realized that this was public media and decided to play along.

Now here you were.

Were you scared of what Vil might do to you? Yes. Did you regret what you did? Yes, to and extent. Did you mean what you said wholeheartedly? Absolutely yes.

You only regretted what you did because of the fact that it was the media.

You don't want to get criticized of not wanting to be like your older brother.

You also didn't want any possible scandals.

Those were VERY tiring.

"Apologies, Vil. I didn't mean to say that to the interviewer."

I wanted to say that to you

Vil looks at you and says, "Did not; not didn't. How many times must I tell you to speak properly?"

You took a deep breath in, and out. "Apologies, Vil. I did NOT mean to say that to the interviewer."

Vil had nodded in approval.

"Did you mean what you said?", he asked you, his face unreadable.

"...I said that I did not mean to say that.", you hesitated, before dodging the question with something similar.

You didn't want to lie to Vil; he would most likely tell if you were. But you didn't want to tell Vil the truth either.

Because being a model and actor isn't so bad...

It's just that the fact that Vil is there, makes it hard to want.

It's like a "been there, done that" but with your sibling.

Also, with Vil's status, success, and fame, you knew that there would be A LOT of pressure on you.

You don't want that.

So you just have to grin and bear it.

You just want to be a normal 12 year old. But your 16 year old older brother wouldn't let that.

Vil narrowed his eyes at your answer, but let it be.

---

👑 Vil sees you as another "poisoned apple" he has against Neige.

👑 As we all know, Neige is Vil's rival and "arch-nemesis"

👑 And Vil would do ANYTHING to beat Neige and be better than him.

👑 What he doesn't realize, however, is that some people just don't WANT to do what he does.

👑 He doesn't realize this with you.

👑 You're sort of like Epel 2.0 (or Epel is you 2.0)

👑 He doesn't realize how much you hold in, how much you do things even though you don't want to.

👑 He just thinks that you genuinely want to be like him.

👑 Because you are one of the only people who understand Vil and what he wants.

👑 But Vil doesn't understand that he has to be the same to you.

👑 He tries, he really does; trust me.

👑 But when it comes to career, he thinks he knows what is best for you.

👑 And what's "best" for you is to have a career like his.

👑 He'd have you join him during shoots, acting days, interviews, and mostly just have you expose yourself to the public.

👑 Vil also doesn't see that you don't like what he's doing to you; because you don't tell him, in fear of a possible punishment.

---

One day, you had your very first acting scene.

It was more of a cameo, really.

You were acting as the Villain's younger sibling, who is berating the Villain for his "evil plan".

Vil was the villain; Neige was the hero; you were the minor sibling part.

You were 14, Vil was 18. It was the Winter Break; and Vil had decided to go back into acting one last time before the Winter break ends, and he'll be in hiatus until he graduates.

However, you kept tripping over the lines, because your pride didn't let you ask for time to practice.

You were absolutely humiliated when Vil criticized how you've been doing.

So, you lashed out at him, confessing what you've always wanted to say.

"Okay, alright?! I get it!! You don't have to say everything a million times! Don't you understand that I DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE YOU!!! Acting isn't what I want to do in life if it's YOU in there! Modelling is a 'no' for me if YOU are there!! I'm sick and TIRED of having to put up with how you act! My life is NOT about you! It is NOT!!!! Why can't you understand...?"

At the end, you realize what you've been saying and your voice weakened. You were tearing up and panting from the adrenaline that pushed you to lash out.

You then realize that you were still in front of people.

Oh no...

Oh no..

Oh no, no, no, no, no.

You look around discreetly, and see the other cast and staff looking at you incredulously. You took it as them being disappointed and surprised at the "childishness" of Vil's younger sibling.

You couldn't bear to look at Vil's face, afraid of what his expression might be.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean that... I-I...."

You softly say, cringing at your stutters.

Fight or flight response activated, you choose flight.

You've done enough damage as it is.

So you ran away.

You ran away from the set.

You ran away from the other cast (who were absolute sweethearts, by the way)

You ran away from Vil.

But most of all, you ran away from everything that you've known your entire life.

You ran away.

Like a child.

You had no idea where you were going.

Or when your legs would stop running.

But you just ran forward.

Turned right.

Turned left.

Turned right.

Go forward.

...

Where were your feet leading you?

---

Meanwhile in the set, everyone was astonished.

Vil, in particular, was absolutely devastated.

Had he... also... become the villain in your eyes?

Vil was so disppointed and angry.

Not at you, but himself.

He can't believe that he had ruined the one relationship he would do ANYTHING to keep.

His relationship with his beloved sibling.

He thought that... if he made you become like him, he could not only defeat Neige, but bond with you as your older brother.

Vil never was good at showing his emotions unless it was acting.

He was so used to believing and thinking that he knows you best.

That he forgot that...

You had your own life.

Vil was so obsessed with becoming the hero of your story, trying to better you into becoming the best version of who you are...

That he made himself the villain...

The villain...

Villain...

Is that what he'll always be to everyone?

He can't even take care or his sibling properly.

Vil has failed himself and his sibling in one go.

---

As you finally took a stop, your make-up smudged from the sweat of running, you look around.

Where were you?

You... were in an apple grove?

Wherever you were, it sure was full of apples..

Anyway, you took a seat under one of the apple trees, and brought your knees to your chest.

What did you do...?

Why did you have to blow it?

You had ONE job, [Name]!!

And you blew it!

You absolutely DESTROYED everything you once knew.

All for your stupid feelings!!

You teared up, everything finally crashing down on you.

And you cried.

You cried, wailed, and sobbed.

When was the last time you've cried?

You've forgotten already...

But for now, you let yourself be lost in your feelings of regret, misery, and grief.

END!

I went full on ANGST with this one, so I hope you all liked it!!!

Anyway, feedback and comments are always welcome!! Thank you for reading!!

[msnaturaltee202]

💯 Yup, I recognize that fake Azz smile anywhere on anyone!~ 🙄

[levi-ships-eruri]

Levi Ackerman NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Levi is a cleanliness freak and after a few moments of holding you and making sure that you are okay, he would get up and change the sheets. Means, you have to get up, too. And while you are up, you should go and take a shower. He will join you there and MAYBE this will lead to a second round. However, he will definitely make sure you are alright, clean, and safe. And tbh, there is no better feeling than going back to bed with Levi and cuddle into the fresh sheets.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Levi is quite confident about his body despite his height. On himself, he especially likes his hands and his long, slender, and calloused fingers. They are quite aestethic and he knows how to use them on you, reaching places inside you that your own fingers cannot reach. However, these hands are also shed in blood. Therefore he loves to see that his hands can also be soft and caring on your body, and bring pleasure instead of death.

On you, Levi is definitely an ass and thigh kind of guy. But his favourite body part of you is your face: eyes, lips, nose, jawline... He loves when you glance over to him from the other side of the room, a little smile on your lips. He loves the blush tinting your cheeks. He loves the soft look in your eyes when you tell him that you love him. He loves to see you let loose when you come on him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Levi HATES to make a mess. So when he comes, he comes inside of you. He also thinks this is quite intimate and therefore likes it (plus, secretly thinking he is marking you. Boy sometimes is insecure). When it comes to oral, he wouldn’t force you to swallow. If you wanna spit it out, he would hand you a tissue. Same if something drips out of your mouth because sometimes he comes A LOT.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Levi is pretty vocal about sex and wouldn’t hide something from you, not even the awkward first-time-stories. But there is one thing he is shy talking about... he is not one to share his partner. EXCEPT for the two persons he trusts the most: Hanji and Erwin. Levi caught himself thinking about a threesome with his partner and one of them (or...a foursome...no too much trouble), but he would not dare to bring it up. He would be super embarassed if Erwin turned down the idea and he wouldn’t want Hanji to tell everybody or to brag about it (they would do this, let’s be honest).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Levi is over 30 years old, so he had gathered some experience. He started in the underworld, not necessarily because of need, but because he thinks it is something he is...supposed to do? Something that was normal for people to do? Later he also had sex when he needed to release some anger, and only later started to really enjoy it and to think about what techniques would please his partner. So, when the two of you start having sex, this guy knows what he does and is willing to learn everything about you and your preferations.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy: He loves to push you down, a hand between your shoulders, your ass up in the air, pounding into you.

Missonary: Levi is a broken man and he loves to hold you close to him and bury his face into the crock of your neck.

Sitting: Both of you sitting, your legs wrapped around him, bodies closely pressed together, hand and lips everywhere they can reach. It is the most intimate position for the really emotional times.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Levi is pretty serious in the bedroom, but he will make cocky remarks and smile a lot (sometimes also cocky, sometimes soft). Sometimes you will break out laughing because he cannot shut his shitmouth and will say something downright ridiculous.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

His hair down there is dark as well and neatly groomed, maybe even completely shaved. He is aware that bodyhair does not have anything to do with bad hygene, but he just feels better shaved or groomed. Levi’s body hair (and facial hair) also takes a lot of time to grow due to his time in the underground, but in this case it is rather beneficial for him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Levi is super intimate. Not necessarily overly romantic, but intimate. This is something between you and him, something special. So unless it is a quicky during stressful times, he will take his time and make sure that both of you feel good and loved. Often having sex with him is the closest you ever feel to him because Levi can show his affection better by acts than by words. Afterwards you sometimes have the deepest conversations.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Levi’s sex drive is not the highest and he has no problem with not jerking off for a while. When he feels the need to do it, he will do it during his super effective shower sessions because this way it wouldn’t make a mess. 

However, when he is in a relationship, his longing gets stronger. If he cannot see you for some time or if the two of you just cannot find any time for the do, he will have a frustrating jack-off session, which only causes his need for you to grow.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Captain Kink: Levi likes to take the dominant part. He likes to hear you call him Heichou in bed, but not too often (he loves his name from your lips even more).

Bondage: Levi loves to tie you up and make you squirm beneath him. Orgasm denial is not a real kink of him, BUT he will do it all the time when you are tied up. When he gives you oral in this state, you can be sure it will take at least AN HOUR before he lets you cum.

Stockings: Since he is a leg guy, he enjoys seeing you wearing stockings. And he wouldn’t admit, but seeing you taking on your boots and gear the next morning is a huge turn on for him. He cannot wait to take them off again in th evening.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bed or the floor of his room, where he has control over the mess the two of you make.

His desk. It will make much more of a mess and will make a chaos out of his paperwork, but he is a sucker for the view of you sprawled out on his desk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Levi is actually pretty hard to seduce, which makes flirting with him really hard. He notices the flirting, of course, but is good at ignoring it. As already mentioned, he gets pretty turned on when you get dressed into your boots and gear.

Whenyou spend the day apart from eachother,  glancing at each other from a distance, waiting for the night to finally come.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degrading: Apart from public belief, Levi would NEVER degrade you because he hates being degraded so much. His whole life has been a pain so far, so why should he take this into the bedroom, where he just wants to show his partner his love?

He would also not hurt you. Maybe a few spanks or some very light choking and hair pulling, but he would never ever hurt you in any way. Same reason as above.

Don’t. Call. Him. Daddy. He thinks this is super weird. Just stay with his name or Heichou/Captain.

Anything including piss or feces. Just no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Levi highly enjoys receiving oral, especially when he is sitting and you on your knees in fron of him. When you blow him, he will finally let loose and you can see his face slightly being tinted red, eyes closed, lips a little apart. His hand will be in your hair all the time and towards the end he cannot hold back and will thrust into your mouth once or twice. His low grunts get a little more high pitched when you run your tongue around his tip.

But Levi is also pretty talented in giving. As mentioned before, he likes to tease you with his mouth, loving the feeling of you squirming beneath him. Be prepared for a lot of edging, cause that little gremlin is a sucker for your desperate moans.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Levi is a little more on the rougher side. His thrusts are deep and strong, his pace rather “average” at the start, but he gets faster in the course of the act. If the two of you have some time, he will vary his rhythm, from slow and sensual to fast and strong, and back again. Quickies will be, as the name suggest, as quick as possible.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh, talking about quickies: If you are in a relationship with Levi or anything like this, quickies will happen very often. He is a busy man und you most likely will also be part of the survey corps, so you need to use every little space of time you can get. This often results in steamy sessions in the forest against a tree, or a more private session in his office.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

So, semi public sex, like in the forest, is a thing. But he would always make sure to not get caught, especially not by some cadets.

Apart from that, he is pretty open in bed. Tell him what you would like to try and he will most likely agree, as long as it is nothing from his no go list. If he picks up something new (thanks to Hanji most probably) he will also not shy away from bringing it up and ask you about it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Oh boi, we are talking about Levi. When the two of you have a whole night, you have to be the one to stop him at some point - for your own sake. Levi can go for several rounds, even the whole night and this can easily be too much for someone without special power.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

So let’s imagine a more modern setting, because I think there are no sex toys in our common sense on Paradise Island. In a modern world, Levi would definitely get and try out some sex toys, especially vibrators which he could use on his partner. He would also be a little curious to try them out on himself, but he rather uses them for teasing you. He would have like 2 or 3 items, not too much, not too fancy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Ohhh, be prepared for a lot of teasing. Levi enjoys to have a little power over you and your pleasure, and he will make use of it. He is especially unfair when it comes to oral, holding your hips in place while he is taking is sweet time to pleasure you. It drives you mad and this man has a lot of patience.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Levi is not really loud, but his soft little grunts and moans are like music. He only gets a little louder when you tease him while giving him head, but he will also scold you for it. That shitmouth. Otherwise, you will hear him whisper “fuck” and “shit” while he is pounding into you and coming close to his climax.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Levi is quite curious when it comes to new techniques. Soon after joining the squad, he  discovers that Hanji has quite an interesting collection of books with...a lot of explanations and images. So one day, he asks them to borrow some of these books to study them. But before, he threatens Hanji with death if they tell anyone.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Have you seen Levi’s season 4 arts? This man is packed, damn. Errected I would say he is between 7′0 and 8′0. So Levi’s dick is pretty average in girth, but long. He knows how to use it as good as he uses his swords.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Levi’s sex drive is pretty low, since he is not a horny teen anymore. Of course, he feels the need from time to time, but he can pretty good control himself. When he is in a relationship, however, his sex drive will grow a lot, since it is one of the ways of showing you how much he loves you. If the two of you have time, you will easily have sex 3 or 4 times a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Levi only sleeps 3 hours per night, and this will not change after sex. He often holds you until you are asleep and gets up afterwards, to either sleep at his desk or do some paperworks. He will, however, make sure to be back in bed when you wake up.