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neither here nor there ! — h. brown. ↳ " face down, ass up, that's the way i like getting fucked ! " ↳ content warning : nsfw ( minors do not interact. ), unprotected s*x, marking, pet names ( lovie, sweetheart, etc. ), overst*mulation, multiple org*sms, forced org*sms ( ? ), cre*mpie, slight or*l ( fem. receiving. ), c*m eating, not proof read lol, etc. ↳ dedicated to: @starsoir !

you'd love to pretend that you don't know how you got where you were, but you knew exactly how you ended up in this position; face down with your ass in the air as hobie brown fucked you mindlessly.

you were dressed in one of the most revealing dresses ever made and had one goal in mind : fuck hobie brown.

you were more than the average groupie, having actually listened and enjoyed his band before you even thought of fucking him. your desire was sparked when you attended one of his gigs on a whim, wanting to listen to good music as you got a drink at your local bar. at one point, you made your way to the front of the crowd, careful not to spill your drink on anyone as you slipped through the dense ocean of bodies. once you reached the front, hobie brown stood in all his anarchist glory, shredding away on his electric guitar and quickly sparking your interest.

since then, you've made it a mission to be the hottest girl to ever touch the same sheets as the man. you kept up to date on his pop up shows, his appearances, and the new music his band would release every now and then.

tonight, you finally captured his attention when you stood at the front of the crowd, all dolled up and singing the lyrics to his songs. your dress left little to the imagination and piqued his interest once the two of you made eye contact as you continued to lip sync along to the word, smiling sultrily as you gazed up at him.

his set was barely finished as he removed his guitar from torso, jumped into the crowd, and made his way to the door with your wrist latched in his hold, loose enough for you to pull away if you weren't interested. he could barely keep his hands off of you as he pulled you into the back of the car, his driver raising the partition once his hands began to lower to the swell of your ass. his fingers wandered close to your heat, only to stop at your panty line, affectively teasing you as the two of engaged in a fighting kiss. his kiss was hard, having no care for the lack of air in his lung as he continued to pull you closer to him. your tongue pushed against his, marveling at the cold metal ball in the center of his appendage.

the car was not parked when hobie pulled you out of it, fixing your tousled hair before pulling you through the lobby of the hotel and into the elevator. the doors hadn't closed and his lips were already back on you, hot kisses being pressed into the crook of your neck.

his eagerness took you aback, surprised that such a simple act of knowing his lyrics was enough to rile him up so much. you knew the skimpy outfit had to play a grander part in things as he tugged on it slightly, almost as if he was holding himself back from ripping off of you right in the elevator.

"leng ting you are," he mumbled against your skin, kitten licking over the small bruises he created from him nipping at your skin.

"i try," your words are barely heard as you suddenly become breathless. this is the first time you'd really spoken, other than him ensuring that you wanted to spend the night with him. you'd been to preoccupied with each other's lips that you hadn't much time to ask any questions, let alone exchange compliments.

"you do a lot more than try, lovie. didn't know i had fans as beautiful as you. or as devout. 's cute watching my lyrics fall from your pretty lips," he replied, returning to task of marking every inch of your skin, hands grasping your ass in a bruising hold as he pulled you closer to him.

"what can i say, they're good lyrics," you mutter, words coming out breathless as he sucked on the spot just below your ear.

the elevator doors opened and he wasted no time pulling you in the direction of his room, wanting nothing but to have his way with you. he reached his room, opening the door and pulling you in. you'd barely finished removing your heels when he propped you up against the door, fingers making quick work of your dress and thong.

which led you to your current position, face pushed deep into the blankets as your ass was propped up in the air as hobie fucked your into cunt. his strokes were deep and forceful as you jerked forward each time he entered you. his veined cock scraped the walls of your tight pussy, evoking whines and moans from you and, surprisingly, hobie.

you imagined that he'd be a grunter or groaner but you were even happier to find out that he was a whiner. they weren't high pitched by any means but the whiny lilt in his remark heightened your already overspilling arousal. in your previous position, his mouth had been next to your ear, allowing you to hear the praise loud and clear. while this current position put a bit of distance between the two of you, you were still able to make out his whines when they weren't drowned out by your own noises.

"f-feel so good around my cock. so fucking good," he grunts out, angling his body differently, causing the head of his cock to bump against your cervix. you blindly reached back and pushed futilely at his pelvis, running from his deep strokes. "don't tell me it's too much for you, sweetheart."

"so deep! too deep," you mewled, still pushing him away without result. the pleasure was beyond overwhelming. your mind clouded as you continued to take the pleasure, too lost in it to speak or breathe properly. his cologne and natural musk lingered through the air, suffocating you in his presence.

your legs soon begin to mimic the twitch of your cunt as your orgasm began to build. your eyes welled with tears at the euphoric pressure filling your stomach.

"go on and cum for me, yeah?" hobie draped himself over your frame, whispering softly in your ear. the return of his aroused whines so close to your ear did nothing but push you closer to the edge, leaving you teetering on the edge of a release.

hobie's hand slid down your abdomen, using his fore and middle finger to draw circles on your clit and effectively bringing you to an earth shattering release. you cry out his name, tone doused in pleasure as you threw your head back to rest upon his shoulder. he continued to pump into you, prolonging your high. almost as if your orgasm was a catalyst, hobie's hips jerked and he stilled, pouring his cum into you warm pussy.

as your orgasm subsided, hobie wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you up to rest against his chest before restarting his ministrations. you were overstimulated as you tried to escape his grasp, hoping for a quick break before continuing.

"you thought we were finished? nah, i could go all night with you," he said, holding you firm against his torso as he buried himself snug into your core. you dug your nails into his forearm, attempting to ground yourself as you melted due to the immense pleasure.

this position only allowed hobie to move minimally, but he sat snug against your cervix, each thrust pushing against it in a pleasurable way. he drew shallow gasps from you as you tried to steady your breathing. one of his hands groped at your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers causing you to tighten around him. he chuckled into your neck as he fucked his seed back into you, relishing in the hot feeling of your vice.

"gonna give me another one, yeah. hmm, pretty girl?" he teased, pinching your nipple and quicken the pace of his finger on your clit. he smirked at the release of your pitchy moans before going back to kiss on your neck.

"'m gonna cum. please! gonna cum!" you wailed, withering in his hold as you began to release. you felt his nod and your entire body shook from the intensity of your orgasm. hobie whispered sweet nothings in your ear before he allowed himself to drown in his own pleasure.

"fuck, you feel so good. hmm. fuck, had my eyes on you since you stepped to the front of the crowd. leng ting singing all m'lyrics. nearly came in my jeans," he admitted in between whines. his grip tightened on you as his moans reached a crescendo and his seed spilled into you.

his hold on you loosened but didn't drop completely as he came down from his high. his breath tickled your ear as he tried to calm himself, savoring the warmth of your walls. he released you and you fell onto your chest, ass still propped in the air as he shifted to the foot of the bed.

"hobie, please," you begged, wanting nothing but rest as he inserted his head between your thighs and lapped at your core, determined to eat your mixed essence from your used cunt.

"jus' cleaning you, pretty," he mumbled, mouth full and tongue busy. your hands made their way to his wicks as his tongue dove into your pussy. the wet muscle scooped his cum out of your entrance, rubbing perfectly against your walls. you felt a foreign pressure rise and you tugged lightly at the man's head, wanting to remove him from your core before you came.

"hobie, s'too much," you whined with no avail as he sucked on your clit, changing his mission from eating your cum to making you release once again.

this release was a bit different as short streams of liquid shot from your pussy and into his welcoming mouth. he hummed as he slurped into your cunt, ignoring your attempts at pushing his head away until he decided he was finished.

he left his position and crawled up toward the pillows, pulling you into his chest as he laid back.

"we can talk in morning, yeah? wanna get to know you a bit," he muttered, exhaustion prevalent in his tone as his spoke with eyes closed. you couldn't reply as you slipped into a sleeping state.

mission accomplished.

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— so anxious. - m. o'hara. warnings : nsfw [ minors, do not interact. ], degradation [ reader gets called whore, cumdump, etc. ], sex in various place [against the wall & on the bed ], rough sex [ biting, groping, cervix kissing, dumbification, hair pulling, etc. ], overstimulation, plot? don't know her, google translated spanish, size kink, unprotected sex [ wrap it up, people! ], slight dom/sub dynamics, aftercare, etc.

"mi-miguel, please! ah~ sl-slow down," you panted, tightening your grip around his neck as he pounded into you with no restraint. he didn't slow or soften his pace as he adjusted you higher onto the wall, allowing himself to enter you deeper.

"puedes tomarlo, chiquita. you always do," he whispered into your ear as your head fell to rest on his shoulder. his thrusts caused the tip of his generous cock to press into your pleasure point, causing your strength to weaken a bit. he was pushing you closer to your third release of the night, having pulled the first two from you with his mouth and fingers.

tonight, miguel was feral.

you weren't exactly sure what brought it on as he didn't give you a chance to ask for an explanation, walking into your shared apartment and ordering you to strip as he removed his suit. you assumed that something set him off during a mission or at headquarters as he wouldn't let you out of his reach, pulling you impossible closer as he fucked you.

"i'm gonna cum," you moaned out, your volume increasing as he grabbed your braids at the roots to gain access to your neck. using his fangs, he nibbled along the length of your throat, fucking into you wordlessly. you let out a pleasure yelp as you reached your climax, legs around his waist. it didn't take long for miguel to reach his climax as he came inside your spent cunt as your insides throbbed from your own release.

he maneuvered you so that both of your legs were over his arms before carrying to the bed, not removing himself from your core as he walked. he laid you on the bed, frame covering yours as he trapped you under him. he pressed your legs to your chest and pulled out until it was just his tip before pushing back into you pussy, coming in direct contact with your cervix.

"fuck, miguel! i can't- i can't! 's too mu-much," your voice wavered as he fucked into you deeply, repeatedly hit your cervix.

"you're my cumdump. yo decido cuándo terminas. eres mía y solo mío, ¿entiendes?" he growled out into your neck, increasing the harshness of his thrusts.

"i understand! mmh~ please, i'm gonna come again~,' you drawled out, eyes rolling back as he bit harshly on the crook of your neck, littering your neck with dark hickies.

miguel loved to see you like this, your smaller frame withering under his large body with droll and tears covering your face. he couldn't get enough of your swollen lips as they released babbles when he rubbed the deepest parts of your pussy. he loved the feeling of your full breasts pushed against his body, the peaks hard as they raked against his abdomen.

"look at me when you come, whore. ¿dónde está mi agradecimiento, bebé? hmm? forgot your manners?" he muttered, grabbing ahold of your chin and forcing you to meet his gaze as you came. your convulsing orgasm triggered his own as he pushed himself as deep as he could before stilling, releasing his seed at the entrance of your cervix.

he relaxed his tense body for few seconds, allowing you both time to catch you breath before loosening his grip on your face.

"come back to me, mi vida. you did so well. always so good for me, hmm?" he whispered to you, observing as your eyes focused back on him.

"hi, baby," you sighed out, closing your eyes and letting your head fall onto your ruined comforter.

"no puedo dejar que te duermas, cariño. gotta' clean you off before you can go to sleep, okay?" he hummed, pulling you up in his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.

"yeah, yeah, whatever," you mumbled, arms wrapped around his neck as you rested your face in the crook of his neck.

"hablo en serio."

"lo sé que eres. now please, shush."

puedes tomarlo, chiquita. - you can take it, little one.

yo decido cuándo terminas. eres mía y solo mío, ¿entiendes? - I decide when you finish. you are mine and only mine, do you understand?

¿dónde está mi agradecimiento, bebé? - where's my thank you, baby?

mi vida. - darling.

no puedo dejar que te duermas, cariño. - i can't let you fall asleep, sweetheart.

hablo en serio. - i'm serious.

lo sé que eres. - i know you are.

[correct me if they are wrong!!]

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— mine yours. - s. gojo. playboy!gojo x reader. warnings : nsfw [ minor do not interact!! ], cunnilingus, orgasm denial, possessive!gojo, praising, lowkey angst, tbh this is pretty tame, not beta read lol, idk if i missed anything !

gojo was infuriating to say the least.

he was beyond spoiled, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. he was used to the best. he had the best clothes, the best schools, the best friends, and even the best women. he's known for having a new girl every now and then, always just as beautiful as the last, driving them around his luxury car until he got bored of them and dropped them.

he's used to getting his way every time, not settling until things were in his favor. he hates being told no when he wants something. he's persistent in all of the wrong ways and for all of the wrong reasons.

however, you couldn't bring yourself to complain as he was knuckles deep into your core, curling his fingers perfectly as he sucked on you clit. your hands were tangled in his white hair, back arched off of your comforter as you withered in pleasure.

the arrangement between the two of you was a bit different that gojo was used to. the girls he was with usually like being shown off. they liked being spoiled with the little gifts he would give them. they would brag about him to anyone who would listen, even going as far to post pictures of the two of them kissing, not that he minded.

you, on the other hand, acted like he barely existed despite spending almost every night in his bed and almost every morning eating at his house, wearing one of his shirts. you didn't go out of your way to see him, you didn't accept any of the things he bough you aside from a necklace on your birthday, hell you didn't even speak to him when you were in the same room if other people were there. he would be lying if he said his pride wasn't hurt.

"got the sweetest pussy, pretty girl," he muttered around your clit, the vibrations adding to the stimulation as you tightened your grip on his hair. he'd spent the last half hour between your legs, having pulled three powerful orgasms from you. he would deny you your release and have the ache build up a few times which led to an earth-shattering orgasm that made your ears ring and vision blur.

"everything about you is just so cute," he released your clit and took one last swipe through your folds before he began to kiss up your torso, stopping to deliver a harsh suck at each nipple before continuing his path to your lips. "so. fucking. cute."

"toru," you whined out as he removed his fingers from your cunt, bringing them to his lips to suck clean before kissing you deeply, your heady taste present on his tongue.

"patience, beautiful. you and i need to have a little chat," he said, opening the foil of the condom with his teeth and rolling it on. as he lined himself up with your entrance, he spread your legs, offering himself a full view of your cunt.

"we have to talk right now? it can't wait—ah!" gojo ignored your words, pushing slowly into your heat and pausing when he was mostly inside.

"please move," you tried to thrust your hips, but gojo was quick to pin them back to mattress.

"here's how this is gonna go. i'll move as much as you want me to, but you don't get to cum until you say that you're mine," he groaned in your ear, unable to resist the shiver crawling up his spine as he settled deeper into your core. you tossed your head back as the tip of his cock scraped your walls deliciously.

"didn't know—fuck!" your snarky remark died on your tongue as he suddenly began to thrust his hips, setting a pace that numbed your mind.

"you can keep the sarcastic remarks. not interested in those right now," he grunted, biting down on your shoulder, hoping to ground himself. your mind grew foggy as you grew closer to your release. you couldn't form coherent words, let alone fulfill gojo's request.

you weren't totally clueless as to where this behavior came from. if anyone asked you if you even knew gojo, you would deny it without hesitation. it didn't matter how many times he fucked you or how many late night dates the two of you went on, you would not admit to dating the man.

and it wasn't even to save face, you just didn't think what you and gojo had going on was that serious. you knew his track record and thought it'd be best to skip any unnecessary future drama that would come with being "satoru's girl".

"'t-toru~ i'm gonna—n-no, please~," you whined as gojo's thrusts paused as your release approached.

"aht aht aht, you haven't said it so you don't get to cum," he said, continuing his pace when he was sure your pending orgasm subsided.

"satoru please! i just wan' cum on your cock," you whined in his ear, arching your back as he grazed your g-spot.

"and i wanna hear you say that you're mine. mine to kiss. mine to hold. mine to fuck," he emphasized his sentences with harsh thrusts. "my girl."

"why—ah! why w-would i say that when y-you aren't mine? i k-know how you work, 'toru," you pushed out, forcing yourself to focus on speaking as he fucked you dumb.

gojo paused in his thrusts to look at you, disbelief painting his face. "you think i spend my friday nights watching scooby doo movies with you just so i can fuck you? you think i wake up before you to cook you breakfast just so i can get some pussy? you think that i help you go over your proposals a thousand time as test runs because i just want to have sex with you? i must've fucked you stupid or something because that's the stupidest shit i've ever heard you say."

"'toru, you know that's not what i meant. i was just saying—fuck!" your arms shot out to hold gojo's hips, hoping to stop his resumed thrusting.

"i know you meant, pretty," he hummed as he picked up his pace. "change of plans. you can come as many times as you want, but i'm not stopping until you understand that not only are you mine, but i'm yours. got it?"

fuck, you were in for a long night.

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smile for the camera ! — choso. ↳ ❝ baby she look like a star, but only on camera. ❞ ↳ content warnings : nsfw ( minors do not interact ! ), guys THERE'S A PLOT, supermodel + photographer!choso x actress + supermodel!reader, black!reader, pleasuredom!choso, ( consensual ) explicit photography, praise, body worship, fingering ( f. receiving ), public sex ( in a studio ), exhibitionism, cunnilingus, cum play (?), unprotected sex ( no cream🥧s tho), pet names, overstim ( funny how she's always here 😅 ), not beta read.

choso posed in a seated position in front of several cameras, eyes having grown used to the constant exposure to the blinding flashes. despite his stoic and professional actions, he found himself to be in a bit of a predicament as he was instructed to hold your thigh that was placed over his shoulder with your heel resting on his thigh, his head leaning close to your core. it wasn't supposed to be arousing and he knew that if he was paired with any other model, he wouldn't be the slightest bit bothered.

but it was you.

he's known you for a while, almost as long as you've been in the modeling scene. you ran in similar social groups, have been to each other's places, and have done group and paired shots in the past. he'd consider the two of you to be a little close than friends after one or two substance infused hook ups, so that did nothing but enhance his current arousal.

he also a man, known to be a lustful creature when in the presence of the preferred gender. he can't help but to be little turned on when he has a beautiful woman so close to him that he can feel your body heat. you had on a pair of figure-fitting slacks and a blouse paired with the tightest vest that he'd ever seen and it looked great on you.

and maybe, just maybe, he had a little crush on you.

"we wanna get a few more close shots before wrapping up. could you two do a few poses from earlier? keep your heads relatively close though," the main photographer asked, motioning for you to get closer to each other. you nodded and removed your leg from its' position, prompting choso to remove his hand and take a deep breath to relieve his nerves.

you took a seat next to choso and shuffled close. you decided to rest your head on his shoulder, craning your neck to a semi natural position before giving your attention to the camera men. the two of you adjusted as they gave directions before changing to a standing pose. choso's arm was firmly wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to his as you looked to the side, giving the camera a clear view of your side profile. both of your hands rested on his shoulder as he kept facing forward, posing effortlessly.

it was smooth sailing until the photographer asked the two of you to make eye contact, your eyes meeting his dark ones. a familiar stir occurred in your stomach as you held the eye contact, his eyes darkening as your lips separated.

"good! great! okay, let's get the two of you changed and you're free to go. you guys did great as always. it's always a pleasure working with the two of you," the photographer speaks as the set begins to pack up.

"it's great working with you, too. i'll see you next time, yeah?" you responded, starting to undo the first few buttons of the vest as you walk to the dressing room. choso averted his eyes out of respect, but couldn't help as his mind wandered, imagining what you had on underneath.

"i'll see you soon," he tells the photographer before trailing after you. he caught a few knowing looks as he began to follow you and huffed out in amusement. "y/n, i have a favor to ask really quick."

"what can i do for you, handsome?" you turned back to him, vest fully undone along with a few of your blouse buttons. he smiled at the nickname as you wiggled your eyebrows, jokingly flirting with the man.

"i'm working on a few things for my portfolio and wanted know if you were free to do a few shots. i can give you more details if you're interested," he explained, looking down at you.

you shrugged. "i'm pretty free this week. just give me a time and place and i'll be there. hopefully, you'll send me a few so that i can post them and show the world how good you are."

choso blushed from the compliment. "i'm alright," he said coyly, turning away from your praise.

"you're better than okay. text me the details, pretty boy," you turned on your heels and complete your trek to your dressing room, leaving choso to look after you with a dopey smile.

yeah, he's got it bad.

you showed up to the studio as choso instructed, dressed as casual as you'd allow when you intended to take pictures. you were a bit earlier that original planned but choso was already there, telling you to come upstairs to the space he rented.

"hello, hello, hello," you announced your presence with a knock as you opened the door. choso was turned away from the door and towards the backdrop, leaning over his laptop as he edited a few pictures.

"hey," he greeted, quickly glancing over his shoulder as you walked to him. he did a double take as he noticed your outfit, heat rushing to his face and groin. "you look good."

"always do," you grinned, sitting your bag next to his laptop before leaning against the table. "so, what's on the agenda, cutie?"

"straight to business, i see. no time for chit chat?" choso joked, picking up his camera.

"what can i say? i'm a serious person," you said, shrugging with a playful smile before looking at his laptop. you moved to the gap between him and his laptop, bending a little to examine his work. "dude, you should really start commissioning. you're really fucking good at this shit."

"i'm still doing some portfolio building before i get to that point. i been doing a few shoots to prep for commissions, but nothing crazy."

"stop being so coy and start own up to the fact that you're not only a stellar model, you're also a really good photographer," you said, pushing away from the laptop and turning to face him. you could feel his breath tickle your lips before he smiled boyishly and moved back. "so, how do you want me, boss?"

"we're just doing a few natural shots, i need a few headshots and, well, you're beautiful so we'll take a few of those too. nothing too fancy," he explained after a few beats of silence, ushering you over to the backdrop. "you can start posing however you want."

you nodded and did as he instructed, immediately doing a few of your signature poses before trying a few new ones. there were a few natural shots where he complimented you and captured your dopey smile or when you started dancing slightly to the music he was playing.

"could i get one of you glancing over your shoulder?" he asked, squatting a bit to get a change of angle. you nodded and posed as he said. he took a singular shot before he lowered his camera, squinting slightly at your shoulder.

"something wrong?" you asked, turning to face forward.

"is that a new tattoo?" he asked, approaching you. he lightly pushed your curls from your shoulder to uncover said tattoo.

"it is. i've gotten a few since the last time you saw me. they're pretty inconspicuous though," you shrugged. you moved your curls even more to reveal the tattoo behind your ear. "this one is fairly new, too. i got it like two months ago?"

there was a heavy silence that filled the room as choso took a step closer, your bodies pressing against each other as he examined your tattoos.

he couldn't lie, the tattoos added to your attractiveness. he already knows that you aren't a pussy when it comes to needles as you have multiple piercing in your ears and a nose piercing, but the tattoos were different. sure they weren't that noticeable, but now that he knew they were there, that was all he could see.

"got any more?" he asked, voice huskier and breath tickling your ear. you shivered slightly, leaning back and resting your back on his front.

"wanna find out?" you asked, turning your head to come face to face with the man. choso didn't offer a response as he leaned forward, connecting his lips with yours. your head was pushed back by the force of this kiss but you quickly returned with fervor, turning in his arms and wrapping yours around his neck. choso hummed into the kiss, using your change in position as an opportunity to pull your body closer to his. there wasn't even room to pull apart for air as he moved his hand to cup your neck, deepening the kiss.

choso was the first to pull away, lungs screaming for air as his heavy breathing mixed with yours. the two of you maintained eye contact as you caught your breath before scrambling to strip, your skirt landing on one side of the studio and choso's shirt on the other. you sat on the floor, watching as he removed his pants.

instead of returning his lips to yours, choso decided to suckle on your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys as he descended to your breast.

"you're so beautiful, y/n," choso mumbles on your sternum. he pulls back to take in your naked image, your chest rising and falling as you inhaled. you shivered under his gaze, exposed to him without the effects of alcohol calming your nerves. his hands roamed your torso, occasionally groping a bit of pudge before caressing a new spot. one of his hands slid lower, heading towards your pussy. you were dripping and he's barely touched you.

as his hand traveled, his mouth found it's way to your breasts, deciding to peck and nibble on your areola before wrapping his lips around your nipple. your back arched with a moan as he firmly sucked on your nipple. his wandering hand found its way in between your folds, collecting the wetness on his thick fingers. he rolled your clit between his knuckles, causing you to squeal at the slight pinch. he removed his lips from one nipple and moved to the other, showing it the same attention that he gave the other.

"c-choso, please," you whined out. his deft fingers continued their ministrations, but you craved more. you want to feel more of him, all of him.

"i got you, gorgeous. i just need you to relax for me," he pulled away from your hardened peak as he spoke. he stared at you for a few more moments, trying to memorize the sight before an idea struck him. he reach over for he camera, glancing at you to read your expression. "do you trust me?"

your head swirled as you focused on the camera in his hand. on one hand, it was risky. it was less about how much you trusted choso and more about how easily someone could leak them if he uploaded them to his laptop. it would also mean you'd be vulnerable, all of you on display for him to capture.

on the other hand, it was thrilling. you couldn't help but attempt to clench your thighs at the thought of him using the pictures as fap material. you could feel the heat rush to your core when he picked up the camera, knowing what he was going to ask. you trusted him, he was always genuine and kind hearted, even in moments where he didn't need to be.

"yeah," you muttered out. choso gave you a small smile at your response before holding his camera up, giving you a few seconds before taking the first picture. you tried to appear as relaxed as possible, suppressing your nerves and jitters. he took a few before handing it to you. you looked at him, surprising and confusion swimming in your eyes.

"it's only fair if you get to take a few," choso said, deciphering your confusion. he didn't say much of anything else, choosing to resume his ministrations. he continued his trail of kisses, stopping at your mound. he left wet, sloppy kisses on your skin, looking at you through his eyelashes as he continued his descend. he settled between your thighs, anklet dangling next to his head as he lowered his mouth to you dripping heat. you let out a breathy moan at the feeling of his tongue grazing your twitching clit.

you looked at the camera in your hands, mustering up the strength to hold yourself up long enough to take a photo. the sight of him gazing up at you through his eyelashes was sinful.

almost as if the flash of the camera was all the approval that he needed, he began to run his tongue through your folds, circling your entrance a few times before taking another languid swipe. his arms wrapped around your hips, effortlessly pulling you closer to his mouth. he was devouring you, the lower half of his face covered in your arousal and his saliva. your moans egged him on as he suckles at the spots that made you louder.

"fuck! choso, please- ah!" you yelped as you felt his fingers begin to prod at your entrance. the feeling of his thick fingers stretching out your tight cunt had your eyes rolling back. your legs twitched around his head as he continued to pleasure you, pushing his fingers in deeply before dragging them out. a familiar heat pooled in your stomach, signalling the approach of your climax.

"gonna cum for me, doll?" he said, angling his fingers just enough to graze your g-spot. you clenched around his long digits, hands shooting for the loose bun sitting on the crown of his head. "soak my fingers f'me. you can do it."

his words paired with the constant stimulation of your pleasure point sent you hurtling towards your first orgasm. you wailed, legs quivering around choso's head as helped you ride out your orgasm.

"choso, 'm sensitive, no more," you pleaded out as he continued his ministrations, mouth and fingers never leaving your core. your hips bucked and your hands weaved through his hair, the bun long undone due to your pulling.

"can you give me another one, sweetness? i know you can," he muttered into your pussy, the vibrations causing your toes to curl out of overstimulation. you couldn't tell if you wanted to push him away or pull him closer but you had no time to decide as a second orgasm began to wash over you so quick that you couldn't even register the build up.

"that's it, baby. fuck, you soaked my fingers," choso groans out, pulling his fingers from your sensitive core and licking them clean of your slick. "hmm, you've got the sweetest pussy."

choso grabbed his camera from your hands, taking this opportunity to capture your blissed out state. your chest rose and fell as you tried to catch you breath and unblur your vision. a few of your curls stuck your forehead and you knew you lipstick was smeared as the red pigment lingered on choso lips.

"gonna let me feel you, beautiful? gonna be good for me and let me fuck you, hmm?" choso asked, aligning his leaking cock with your entrance. choso tapped your clit with his cock a few times as he waited for your response.

"please fuck me. please, i wan' it," you whined, bucking your hips towards his cock. you dragged your pussy against against his shaft, moan as his tip caught your entrance. his hips bucked, pushing into you without warning. choso groans deeply, placing his arms next to your head as he pushed into your heat. your breaths mingled, faces only a few inches apart.

choso basked in your moans, pushing one of your legs up to deepen his strokes and pull those sinful harmonies from your lips. your arms roped around choso's neck, pulling him down to connect your lips in a sloppy kiss. he swallowed your whimpers and moans, his deep strokes jerking your body from the force. his tongue rubbed against your own, allowing you to taste the heady flavor of your cunt.

"look at you," choso remarked, pulling away from the kiss to observe you. "you're taking me so well, baby. every time i pull out, she sucks me right back in. you're so pretty all fucked out f'me."

you were reduced to moans and whimpers, not being able to form a coherent phrase. he could tell that your shaking babbles were you calling out his name, crying out for the relentless pleasure. he felt you twitch around his cock, indicating your approaching orgasm. your volume raised, jumbled pleas falling from your lips as you begged for your release. he answered wordlessly, his hand returning to toy with you clit.

he continued his strokes after your brutal release, chasing his own and your final one. your hands found purchase on his wrists, squeezing it as you cunt was overworked. choso groans now held a whine edge as he approached his climax. he whimpered your name, lost in your warm vice.

you felt like you were on fire. your back ached from the hard floor and the force of his thrust. your legs burned, hamstrings taut from stretching your legs around choso's large frame. your brown skin glistened with sweat from the erotically warm room. your lungs burned and your throat was sore from the pleading, not even thinking to control your volume in a public space.

"ah, ch-choso! 's so much, mm! i can't-ah!" you squeak out, feeling the pressure pool in your stomach. choso leaned down toward your ear, your leg hitting your chest as he moved.

"you can. you're so pretty when you cum for me. you're twitching so cutely around me. you wanna cum f'me, baby? hmm, you wanna make a mess on my cock? go ahead, pretty girl. cum for me," choso whispered, breath tickling your lobe. you moaned out, not being able to properly respond as your orgasm crashed over you. you creamed on choso cock, body vibrating from the immense pleasure. choso choked on a moan, thrusting a few more times before pulling out, cumming on your chest and stomach. he groaned, noticing how a drops of his cum landed on your chin.

the two of you stayed on your position on the floor, mulling over what just happened. you nudged choso with your foot and he looked at you, breathless. you motioned to his camera and he understood, taking a shot of your body covered in his release before passing it to you. you took your own photo of his lipstick covered face, eyes still swimming with lust as his hands gripped at the fat of your thighs.

"you got a lil' something," you pointed to choso mouth. he wiped his lip with his thumb, seeing the lipstick stain on his thumb.

"yeah, so do you," he joked, motioning to the drops of cum on your chin. you wiped your chin, bringing your finger up to you mouth to taste his release. choso groaned at the sight and turn his head away, trying to prevent his cock from hardening.

"you should let me take you out to dinner," choso said, back to his timid ways as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"i've been waiting for you to ask me out for a month. we're gonna be a lot more than dinner," you giggled, pulling yourself up to him and connecting your lips once more.

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— older bf!toji headcannons. warnings: age gap, established relationship, implied plus-sized!reader, black!reader, afab!reader, ooc toji, fingering [ f. receiving ], oral [ m. + f. receiving ], praise, degradation [ reader gets called a slut, whore, etc. ], cervix kissing, dumbification (?), unprotected sex, overstimulation, squirting, slight size kink, pet names [ baby, pretty girl, sweetheart, etc. ]

— older bf!toji is a sucker for pretty things, including you.

— he thinks you're beyond gorgeous. he can't tell what he loves more, your beautiful smile or your narrow eyes. he's in love with your complexion, your brown skin clashing perfectly with his porcelain tone.

— toji loves your figure, not being able to take his eyes off of the slight pudge off your stomach the first time you wore low rise jeans around him. nor could he stop thinking about your full chest and round ass, usually choosing to use either of them as a resting place when he's had a long day.

— he can't help himself when you're around, always reaching for you as you walk by him, pulling you into his lap and holding you firmly by the plush skin of your hips.

— you're just so cute when you squeak when he appears behind you or when you avoid eye contact as he holds your chin in his hand, forcing you to face him or when his hands trail under his big t-shirt that stops at your mid-thigh.

— he's a bit older than you and definitely more experienced. he knows how to get you worked up. he know your body incredibly well, knowing what spots to prod with his nimble fingers to make your eyes roll back. he know how much pressure to apply to your clit to push you over the edge. he knows how to push you to a grander release, forcing clear streams from your cunt.

— that doesn't mean you don't know how to please him just as well.

"fuck, baby. you're, mmh, so good with your mouth," toji panted, holding your braids at the roots as he worked more of his cock into your mouth. your knees dug into the plush carpet below you as you forced yourself to swallow around him. "so warm and so-so wet. such a good whore f'me."

he guided your head, allowing himself to control the pace at which you pleasured him. his head was thrown back as he felt your tongue trace along a vein of his cock, heightening his arousal. he fought the urge to force your head further down, wanting to feel you choke around him. he opted to pull your head away, dropping onto his knees and meeting your gazes as you caught your breath.

"i need you to get your pretty ass on the bed and spread your legs for me. think you can manage?" he said, smirking as he watched you nod and turn to get onto your shared bed. he smirk widened at the yelp that escaped you once he landed a quick smack onto your ass.

once you were positioned to his liking, toji took a firm grasp of you plush thighs, kissing down the left one before skipping over your core to kiss up the right.

"toji, please~" you whined, wishing that he wouldn't tease you tonight. he responded by biting down on your thigh, soothing the mark with his tongue as you moaned.

"stop your fucking whining. you'll wait until i decide on how much i want to give you. do you understand?" toji scolded, resuming his trail of kisses.

"yes, yes, i-i understand," you forced out as toji's fingers trailed along you slit, collecting some of your wetness on his fingers.

"shit, doll. you're soaked. all worked up over a little kissing, hmm?" toji wasn't searching for a proper answer as he decided that he was done teasing, opting to take a languid lick before suctioning his lips around your clit, flicking his tongue on the nub. he used his shoulders to push your legs closer to your chest, allowing him to force his face deeper into your heat.

"ah, ah~ toji... to-ung! feels so good, ah~" you squealed out, back arching off of the bed as his slipping two thick fingers into you entrance. it didn't take him any time to find your g-spot, causing your body to jerk wildly due to the stimulation.

"you're so loud today, making so many pretty noises for me. your little cunt is so tight around my fingers," he pulls away from your center for few breaths before diving back in, licking in to your core and suctioning your clit. his finger moved in and out of your pussy rapidly, hooked ever so slightly to graze your g-spot with each movement.

"i'm s'close. ah, toji please! wan' cum, please~," you begged, feeling a familiar pressure build up in your lower stomach. he increased his pace, never pulling away from your clit.

"you're gonna cum for me, hm? i can tell by the way your slutty pussy keeps spasming around my finger. go ahead and cum for me, pretty girl. gotta cum for me so i can stretch you. wanna fuck you real good," he mumbles around your clit, the vibrations increasing your pleasure and pushing you towards your release.

"cummin', cummin', fuck ah~ i'm cumming," you whined out as you came, legs shaking on toji's shoulders as he continued his ministrations, not letting up until you started pushing his head away due to overstimulation.

he pulled his fingers from your heat, sucking your sweet juices from his fingers before kissing up your body, stopping at your lips where he forced his tongue in your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself.

"you taste so good, baby. mmm, so good," he pulls away from you lips before positioning himself at your entrance. he pumped his cock a few times before wordlessly pushing into you, not stopping until his tip kissed your cervix.

"ahhh~" you wailed, tearing welling up in your eyes from the pleasure. it was a a pleasurable stretch, toji molding your pussy into the shape of his cock as he pulled his hips back, only to slam right back in. he repeated his deep strokes a few times before lower himself towards you and grabbing your thighs, pushing them to your chest. he began to fuck into you heat, his length dragging against you g-spot with each movement.

the depth of his strokes left you gaping wordlessly. he took this as an opportunity to kiss you deeply, teeth clashing and lips bruising your own. he groaned into your mouth, losing himself in the pleasure.

a specific thrust of his hips had his tip making direct contact with cervix, earning a wanton moan from you as you scraped along his back, acrylic nails leaving read marks in their wake.

"i love this cunt so much. fuck, such a slutty. fucking. cunt," he punctuated his words with a thrust, causing stars to fill your vision as you neared your climax. "you're gonna cum already? i'm fucking you that good? is that it, baby? you wanna cum for me?"

you couldn't give him a warning as you came around his length, him groaning as you tighten around him. your release didn't stop him as he continued to fuck into you with a rough pace. you clung onto him tighter, feeling your pleasure increase as he overstimulated you.

"you can give me another one, right?" toji asked, slipping a hand in between the two of you to draw sloppy circles on you swollen clit. "you can go again. and you will."

toji dropped his head in the crook of your neck, leaving hickies in the wake of his harsh suckling at your skin. your legs shock wildly as the added stimulation to your clit dragged you towards another orgasm.

"gon' cum. ah~ 'm gon-ah. please to'," you warbled out, unable to make a real sentence due to the intensity of your upcoming orgasm.

"is my dumb whore gonna cum? hm? gonna squirt all over my cock? go ahead baby. cum. cum on my cock, whore," toji egged you on, rubbing you clit in quicker, tighter circle.

your vision turned white as you came, clear streams of liquid leaving your cunt and forcing toji's cock from your core as he continued to rub your clit. he only stopped once your squirting ceased, tapping your cunt with his dick instead.

"that was a good one, beautiful. think you can do it again?"

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summertime ! — t. fushiguro. ↳ toji can't focus on anything as he is too busy imagining what's under your pretty little sundress. ↳ content warning : nsfw ( minors do not interact! ), black!reader, implied plus size! reader, or*l ( f. receiving ), faces*tting, unprotected s*x ( don't even think about it. ), cre*mpie(s), an*l play ( f. receiving ), c*rvix f*cking ( she's always here )c*m-eating ( y'all lol ), praise, p*ssydrunk toji, overst*mulation ( both receiving ), groping, idk what else fr.

shiu has been talking to toji for at least the past ten minutes and toji couldn't repeat anything he said. he was too focused on you in your pretty blue sundress.

well, more so what under it.

he could tell you weren't wearing a bra as your nipples were prominent through the fabric that clung to your figure. he nearly drooled at the sight of his initial sitting snug between your breast, dangling from the dainty gold chain wrapped around your smooth neck. he nearly groaned once you turned your back to him completely, visualizing the tramp stamp that sat above you plump ass. he assumed you weren't wearing any underwear as well, not seeing the panty line that should cover the swell of your ass.

he knows that you were aware of the effect that the sundress had on him. he could tell by your sneaky smile when you caught his stare. you even had a calculated switch when you walked by him, the jiggle of your ass begging for his undivided attention. he almost regrets not cancelling the cookout after seeing you in that flimsy material.

"you're not even listening to me, are you?" shiu asked, noticing toji's lack of reaction as he spoke.

"nope. i have to take care of something. find some new company," toji said, not sparing his acquaintance a second glance before heading in your direction.

he didn't give you a chance to excuse yourself from your conversation, opting to grab you shoulders and lead you in the direction of your shared home.

"nigga, what are you—" you asked, trying to turn around and rejoin your company.

"shut up or i'll fuck you in front of all of them," toji's gruff voice caused your stomach to pool with arousal. you allowed him to continue to lead you away, suppressing an excited grin once you reached the back door. once it was locked, the two of you sprinted up the steps, taking them two or three at a time. you scurried into your shared bedroom, dodging the wandering hands of your husband as he tried to hike up your dress.

toji wasted no time once the two of you entered your shared bedroom, scooping you up with his hands grasping the fat of your ass. his lips left no part of your neck unmarked as he kissed along your throat, leaving stinging marks in his wake.

"you and this flimsy ass sundress. you're killing me out there, sweetheart," he grumbled, kissing the tender spot under your ear. an aroused sigh left your lips as you tangled your fingers in hair.

toji adjusted his hold on you in order to slowly strip you of your dress, taking his time to grope at the globes of your ass and fat of your hips. you started to hiss at him after hearing the slight rip of your sundress, him responding with a dopey smile and faux apologies.

once you were left bare before your husband, toji leaned back to take in your nude image. you were a sight to see. his eyes trailed from the valley between your breast to your navel and stopped at the mound of his favorite place to be. he couldn't rip his eyes from you as his eyes trailed back up to your face and noticed your almost bashful smile.

"getting shy on me, hm? after all these years," he teased, smirking as you turned away from him. he moves forward, grabbing your chin in his hand to force you to look in his eyes. "wanna do me a favor, pretty girl?"

you hummed in response and his smirk widened. "sit on my face, yeah? wanna see my girl up, close, and personal."

he doesn't offer you any time to question his favor as he lets go of your face and lays back onto the bed. he allows you to take your time maneuvering to straddle his face, grinning once your glistening cunt came into his view. he clicked his tongue as you remained hovering, always hesitant when it came to sitting on his face. he took matters into his own hands, pulling your cunt to his tongue and holding you firmly in place as you squirmed at the contact.

"f-fuck, toji," you choked out, gripping the headboard as your hips buck towards his mouth. he had barely started and you could feel yourself becoming a mess for him. your thighs twitched around his head as he plunged his tongue in your tight heat, collecting all of your essence and swallowing loudly, slurping you for all you could offer. he groaned wildly into your cunt, savoring your heady taste. as you felt yourself approach your orgasm, you tapped on toji's chest and attempted to lift your hips from his face, only to be forcefully pulled back down towards his hungered mouth. "shit, i'm gonna cum if you don't let me up."

"then cum," are the muffled words that leave toji's lips as he never paused his ministrations. your hips jerk a few times before your entire body began to shake as you came into his mouth, your encense dripping onto his awaiting tongue. "mmm, good girl."

toji's hold on your love handles loosened after a few more swipes of your core. he shuffled you down to his bare lower half, having removed his pants while eating you out. he chased your lips as your face came into view, tongue caressing your own in his hurry.

"my pretty girl," his mumbles on your lips, his breathe mingling with your own. "need you to ride me."

he maneuvers you to slip down his stiff cock, immediately groaning as your vice wrapped around his leaking tip. a shiver ran through your body as you engulfed his cock, pleasure pooling in your stomach as he filled you. you took a few seconds to savor the feeling of being completely full before lifting your hips and dropping yourself back down. you moaned loudly, removing one hand from his chest to cover your mouth, hoping to muffle your sounds. it was ineffective as your volume continued to rise the more that you rode him.

"fuck, you feel like a dream, doll. always so tight for me," toji's rough hands found their way back to your hips as he guided your hips, controlling the tempo of your movements. his mind was clouded with thoughts of you and your body, thinking of all the different ways he wanted you right now. he couldn't care less about being a bad host, not when he was lost in the feeling of your warm, leaking pussy sucking him deeper into you.

your release blindsided both you and toji as your body tensed up once more and your pussy tightened around his dick, triggering his own release. toji's head swirled as he continued to rut into you, having planted his feet on the bed to take over.

you inhaled sharply as you felt one of his hefty fingers circle your clenched muscle. you looked down at the man under you and met his dazed stare, still aware enough to wait for your permission. you gave him a slight nod and fell against his chest, placing your face in the crook of his neck. his finger prodded at your hole, slipping in with more ease than expected. a whine escaped you as you grew fuller, the pleasure and pain of overstimulation being amplified at the intrusion.

you were reduced to babbles as toji continued to fuck up into you while toying with your asshole, having added an additional finger once he deemed you lose enough.

"i can't get enough of you, angel. you're too good f'me. always so obedient. lettin' me take what i want. mmm, s'pretty, baby," toji said, words slurring together as lust and love clouded his mind. he flips the two of your over before resuming his thrust, this time with more fervor. he keeps his eyes on your contorted face, loving the way your eyes watered from the pleasure.

"toji! fuck~ i l-love you! please ah- please! 's too m-much! feels too good! don't stop," you gargle your words, drool falling down your chin as you took the harsh thrusts that toji gave you. he hiked your leg over his shoulder, this new angle knocking the wind out of you as he began to kiss your cervix. a guttural groan falls from toji's lips as your entire body begins to tremble and clear streams begin to escape your pussy. toji slurs your name a few time before thrusting into you once more, filling your pussy with a second load.

"fuck, mama," he sighed, dropping his head into the crook of your neck before placing kisses along the column of your throat, light bruises being left in his wake. he stops at the top of your breast before pulling back to take in your spent image. he slowly pulls out of you, groaning at the sight of his cum spilling out of your pussy. he scoops your mixed releases onto two of his fingers and places them in his mouth, groaning at the taste.

toji quickly shuffles his body down the bed as he come face to face with your heat once more. he kitten licks your entrance, gathering more of the essence on his tongue before wrapping his lips around your swollen clit. he smiled dopily at the sound of your whines before diving in completely.

"you can give me another, right? can't you, beautiful?" he mumbled into your mound, your clit twitching with new excitement. he was so occupied with cleaning you out and bringing you to another climax that he didn't hear the chime of his phone.

from : shiu

you're fucking gross, by the way.

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tia tia tiaaaaa, I have a request <333

okay so, how would the jjk men react to their fav sneaky link cutting them off ? like all of a sudden the reader ghosted them after their recent hookup ? preferably with gojo, choso, toji, and geto ? if you wanna change it it’s fine

giving the vibe of homiesexual by daniel cesar, idk if you heard it but yeah. listen if you haven’t, it’s a banger 🫵🏽

sneaky link privileges revoked ! — multi.         ↳ how these men would react to being ghosted or dropped by their sneaky link.           ↳ content warnings : nsfw ( minors do not interact ), mentions of cunnilingus + p in v.         ↳ message from tia : hey twin, hope you don't mind that i just turned this is to a multi animanga headcanon! this isn't out right smut but it does have nsfw mentions that i would consider further than just suggestive. might add more character or something later but yeah hope you enjoy!

he’s losing his fucking mind when he realized that his text messages are now green. he’s gonna find every means to contact your ass. you think he’s gonna let his favorite throat goat up and leave without a fight? he’s not going for that. he’s gonna call whoever he has to in order to speak to you. your friends, roommates, siblings, boss, co-workers, neighbors, even your mailman if that’s what it takes to get through to you. he just had you teary-eyed with no voice as he fucked the life out of you last night and all of a sudden he’s blocked? he’s lowkey crazy too because his ass is showing up wherever he knows you will be. he is at your job, sitting at your desk as he waits for you to come in. in that moment, he's never been more grateful for your private office as he has you bent over your desk, fucking you on all your important paperwork. he's even at the bars you and your friends go to for a night out and gets you alone in the bathroom, tongue deep in your pussy as you grip his hard and press yourself against the wall of the stall. good luck getting rid of him.

             — GOJO, connie, rengoku, sanji, SANZU, bokuto, sanemi, rindou, EREN, hawks, mikey, atsumu, etc.

he laughed when you told him to lose your number because he thought it was a joke. he knew it was in fact a joke because he was gonna be right back at your place, breaking your back and eating your pussy like it’s his last meal. you are not going anywhere like it’s funny that you even thought you could. he doesn’t care if you’re not ( officially ) his girl, you’re not leaving him. and every time you bring it up, he nods and chuckles before fucking sense in and out of you. after the third time of trying to end your arrangement with him, you gave up, knowing that with one move, you’d be falling back into his arms and onto his dick. he doesn't even blame you for wanting to end thing because he knows he's not shit, but that doesn't mean it's gonna happen. not when your sweet cunt wraps around his cock like a dream. not when the sound of your moans and his name rolling off of your tongue is newfound favorite melody.

             — TOJI, kid, JEAN, aizawa, geto, draken, wakasa, kuroo, osamu, zoro, shanks, benimaru, zeke, etc.

after you told him that you didn’t want to keep being friends with benefits, he respected it outwardly. however, when you pulled the whole “we can still be friends” bit on him, he completely used it to his advantage. he would “conveniently” appear whenever another guy was trying to get at you. he shows up to all of your events, suddenly becoming your biggest supporter. he’s always been around but suddenly it’s like he’s everywhere that you are. he’s so involved with you that it’s almost as if you two never ended anything. and then suddenly you’re back in his bed, legs pulled to your chest as he presses against your cervix. sex with him was already great, but it's like he stepped his game to prove that only he could pleasure you. he's completely focused on you and your pleasure, fucking you in every position possible until the sun rises and you decided to let him back into you sex life.

            — choso, NANAMI, reiner, armin, daichi, onyankopon, law, aran, mitsuya, tengen, gyomei, etc.

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thinking about influencer!reader being the most enamoring woman that actor!toji has ever seen. you were by no means a micro influencer, having close to 50 million followers across all platforms. he’s not much for social media but he often logs into his management ran accounts to lurk on your instagram, twitter, and whatever other pages he can find. he tries not to make it obvious that he’s intrigued by you, but speculation rises as you are one of the 10 people his account follows. he’s stays up to date on your latest sponsorship and brand deals, often using your discount codes when making a purchase that he doesn’t even need. he definitely pulled a few strings to make sure that you got a good seat at the premier of his latest movie, even placed it as close to him as possible. he even took the time to make a burner account so that he could interact with your posts without drawing too much attention to himself.

he’s too chicken shit to ever approach you, always talking himself out of it when he gets the opportunity to speak to you. imagine his surprise when you approached him first, introducing yourself as if he didn’t already know who you were. you were even prettier in personal, smooth brown skin glowing as you talked with confidence. everything about you was so ethereal, from your wig, which he noticed was from a recent video of yours, to your tattoos, he was just obsessed.

and don’t even get him started on how good your boobs looked in that sundress.

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— www.spideypeoplemeet.com. - m. o'hara.

[ synopsis ] : since the super collider on earth-1610 exploded, the multiverse had experienced a great number of anomalies, most coming in the form of criminals ending up in the wrong universe. with the detection of these anomalies came the discovery of new spider-men. and women.

[ pairing ] : spider-woman!reader x spiderman-2099.

[details + warnings ] : blk reader obvi, peter parker level humor, smut will be indicated both in the chapter and masterlist, fluff, angst [ it's miguel like.. ], ooc miguel will likely appear, descriptions of violence & wounds, begins prior to gwen joining the spider-society, etc.

— chapters !!

[ prologue ] : one last time. [ chapter one ] : what the fuck is that? [ chapter two ] : mad, innit?

[ taglist form! ]

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— www.spideypeoplemeet.com. - m. o'hara.

[ chapter one ] : what the fuck is that?

[ details ] : mentions of violence, possibly ooc miguel [ not really idk ], nothing too crazy if i say so myself, there is no smut in this chapter but will be some in future chapters.

series masterlist.

you had no clue what you were looking at. well, you had some clue but not enough to come to a sound conclusion.

you had been on your usual nighttime patrol, stopping the occasional robbery or assault when a few of the streetlights began to blow, stopping at the light in front of the building you rested on.

you straightened you posture as you sensed that you weren't alone, turning around just in time to narrowly dodge a lightning bolt hurtling towards your face.

"woah, what the fuck?" you dodge another bolt of lightning, rolling a decent amount away from your attacker. "who the fuck are you?"

"don't tell me you don't recognize me, spider-man?" the person on the roof sneered. you took a closer look and were still confused. you didn't know this person. one, you would remember fighting the budget version of zeus, and two, he called her spider-man.

"excuse me, did you just say spider-man? i mean i know we're in progressive times, but you can't just assume my gender identity. here, i'll even introduce myself. i'm spider-woman and my pronouns are-" you were cut off by another flash of lightning heading your way. you dodged in time and webbed the guy's hands and arms up before placing your hands on your hips. "you can't get mad try to kill me because you misgendered me. that's totally uncool."

"you're not spider-man. who the hell are you?" the man growled out, thrashing around in the webs. you threw you hands up in the air in disbelief.

"it's like you haven't listened to a word i said. first of all, i just told you that i'm spider-woman. and second of all, i asked you first and you still haven't answered me. were you bitten by pikachu or something? i mean not that i'm judging, everyone has a gimmick these days-" you paused in you rant as you watched the man seemingly glitch, taking a few step back as he fell down in pain. "okay, what the fuck was that?"

you didn't receive an answer as the man used his electrokenesis to break from your web. there was no room for another witty remark as a line of lightning flashed in your direction. "don't tell me your afraid of a little shock, spider-woman?"

"at least, you got the woman part right. i'll count that as progress. but could we do less fighting and more talking? i don't wanna hurt your ego, dude," you huff out. you over calculated your dodge and found yourself flinging through the air and into the side of a building. "that didn't tickle."

you used a web to pull yourself towards the attacker before knocking him off of his feet. his attacks never ceased as you tried to subdue him, constantly dodging lightning strikes and shockwaves.

"dude, could you stay still? i really don't wanna hurt you. i just wanna talk," you groan, dodging yet another shockwave before backing up and sitting on the ledge of the building. "so, who are you?"

"you know i'm not gonna answer that. defeats the whole purpose of the mask," the man responds, shooting a bolt your way. rather than dodging normally, you teleported on a separate ledge before continuing.

"it was worth a shot. look, i'm not sure what vendetta you have against your spider-man, but i'm not him. so, you'll really have nothing to gain if you try to kill me," you spoke, walking along the edge of the roof.

"it doesn't matter to me. spider-man or woman, i will end you," he growls out, shooting another bolt at you.

unexpectedly, you caught the bolt and it dissipated, instead being absorbed and turned into energy for you to use. the man's eyes widened as he watched your hands glow pink before you looked at him. "i told you, everyone has a gimmick these days."

you webbed his full body in illuminated pink web, cocooning him before sitting next to him. "i really didn't want to do that."

he went to retort but stopped when he noticed you weren't looking at him, but rather at the other side of a roof. a hexagon-shaped portal opened up and out stepped a tall, built masculine figure, donning a suit with a similar spider to your own.

"looks like you didn't need any help after all," he spoke, his voice low.

"told you she was good," a feminine voice spoke from behind you. you turned to see a woman on motorcycle, with her own spider-suit.

"anybody wanna tell me what's going on or am i going to have start assuming? because none of my guesses end well for either of you," you speak, standing up in a defensive stance. you begin to walk closer to the woman when your senses started to overdrive. "hold, you're... you're- what is this?"

"i'm spider-woman. just like you. except i'm not from this dimension. there's a lot that you don't know, but we can help you clear it up," the woman spoke, stepping off of her bike and walking towards you.

"could we wrap this up and head back to hq? you do the pep talk back there," the man suddenly spoke, hauling the webbed criminal up before tossing a device at you. "put it on."

"what is it?" you inspected the device, tapping on the screen a few time to determine if it was actually safe and not a trap.

"do you usually ask so many questions?" the masked man asked, knocking the squirming criminal out before placing his hand on his hip.

"are you usually this enigmatic?" you shot back, deciding to place the device around your wrist as it didn't seem to pose a threat. the masked man didn't offer a reply as he stepped into the portal, not sparing you another glance. you turned to look at the other spider-woman with a raised eyebrow.

"you get used to it," she said, wheeling her motorcycle over to the portal. "all you have to do is step through the portal. it'll lead you right to hq. and make sure you keep the gadget on, it'll stop you from glitching when you're outside of your dimension. don't ask, just follow after me."

she waltzed into the portal, leaving you alone on the roof. you hesitated toward the portal, looking around one more time before walking through.

"this better not fuck up my suit."

before you could grasp the fact that you were traveling to a new dimension, you were tossed out of the portal and onto a steel floor, groaning as your back made contact with hard material.

"i should've given you a heads-up about the landing. it's a little tricky at first, but you'll get the hang of it eventually," the other spider-woman said, watching you as you stood from your spot on the ground.

"i'll take that as a sign to add padding to my suit," you brushed off your suit before looking up at the woman. "you gon' introduce yourself or..?"

"right. i'm jessica drew, but you can just call me jess. the brute that was with me earlier is miguel o'hara. he's the one that started this whole thing," jess spoke, leading you towards a set of doors.

"what is 'this whole thing'?" you asked, looking around the room before pausing by her side.

"y/n, welcome to the spider-society," she spoke as the two doors opened, revealing a large space occupied with a variety of spider-people.

you looked around, marveled by the varying spider-people. you had to take a few double-takes, particularly when you noticed spider-man on a horse that also donned a mask of it's own. you had never expected to meet another spider-person, let alone be surrounded by hundreds of people just like you.

"we are a growing task force composed of spider-people. we dedicate our time to catching anomalies and preventing the disruption of canon events. canon events are—," jessica began but was interrupted by you

"vital moments that are unchangeable, i know. i studied quantum physics enough to get a rough understanding of how the whole space and time continuum works. i just didn't think i'd be experiencing it myself. and can i just say, this is so fucking cool," you said, still glancing in every direction as the two of you approached the end of the long walkway, leading you into a backroom.

there were panels and screens on one side of the room and the other held an elevated platform where you spotted miguel standing.

"nice office you got here. totally not dark and creepy at all," you said to miguel, despite not looking in his direction.

"you're definitely a spider-variant," he spoke from the platform, not bothering to turn around as it slowly descended to the ground.

you pulled a face behind your mask. "i'm gonna assume that was an insult. thank you for such a warm welcoming."

"i do have a question for you, y/n. are you ever gonna remove the mask 'cause the whole spider-society thing kind of defeats the need for it at the moment," jessica said, taking a seat on a chair and pushing one over to you.

"oh, right," you pulled your mask off of your head, allowing your locs to fall upon your shoulders. "i'm not used to being able to tell people who i am."

"a black girl. was not expecting that one," jess muttered to herself before turning face miguel who also seem surprised at your appearance.

"you guys have been stalking me for lord know how long and you didn't know i was black? worst stalkers ever," you joked as you spun around in your chair, earning an amused smile from jess.

"vale, don't call it stalking. you're gonna make it weird," miguel groaned, swiping a hand across his face.

"just calling it how i see it," you laughed. you watched as miguel's face turned serious and jess turned her chair towards you. miguel opened his mouth to speak but was unable to get a word out as you spoke instead. "i'm in, by the way."

"wh-what? just like that?" miguel questioned, giving jess an exasperated look who gave him a shrug in response.

"you were gonna ask me to join your spider-crew, right? i had a feeling that you would. i'm in. i just had to fight someone who wasn't from my dimension and while he wasn't tough, i don't wish that on anybody else. so, i'm gonna help. now, could one of you teach me how to use this thing? you didn't really leave any instructions when you tossed it to me, big guy," you said, tapping your device a few times before looking at the other two in the room. jessica moved closer to you before explain how to use the device.

"i had a speech and everything. there's usually some kind of order to these kind of things," he continued, watching as you opened a portal, presumedly back to your world.

"i don't have time for order. gotta get back to the streets of new york. i'll be sure to come back when i'm not on patrol, hopefully you won't need me until then because i need a little time to wrap my head around this. i know i look calm and collected but i'm two spider-people away from losing my shit," you walked to the portal before calling over your shoulder. "sorry for anything that i break tomorrow."

the two of them watched as you walked through the portal and it closed behind you with jess being amused at your persona.

"hobie's gonna love her. i mean she's just like him," jessica states, still staring at where your portal once was.

"that's what i'm afraid of. one of him is bad enough."

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— www.spideypeoplemeet.com. - m. o'hara.

[ prologue ] : one last time.

[ details ] : very self explanatory.

[ series masterlist. ]

okay, let's do this one last time.

you're y/n l/n, a.k.a., new-york's one and only spider-woman. you were bit by a radioactive spider in your freshman year of high school and have been spider-woman ever since.

fighting crime had many ups and even more downs, but you'd say you got the hang of it by your senior year, even being able to be spider-woman and graduate college magna cum laude.

new york loved you, excluding nypd and the news channels. there were murals and events dedicated just for you. younger girls looked up to you and went as far as dressing up as you for halloween. you loved the peace and joy that you could bring to people.

...you just wished it wasn't so lonely.

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closer. -k. bokuto.

boxer!bokuto x black!reader.

it was late.

it was well past midnight when he entered the sizable apartment, his gym bag slung over one of his shoulders as he kicked off his sneakers to change into his house slippers. he made his way through the short hallway, dropping his bag in front of the washer and dryer unit, deciding to deal with the sweaty clothes in the morning.

pushing the door open to his shared bedroom, his posture relaxed after seeing his lover laying in their shared bed, the brightness from her phone illuminating the room.

"hi, darling," he greets, sliding under the duvet. he shuffled closer to her before draping his arm around her frame and pulling her closer to his chest, thankful that he had thought of showering in the gym instead of waiting. his nudged his head in the crevice of her neck, placing a soft kiss on her skin.

"hi baby," she returns his greeting, maneuvering in his hold so that she is facing him. "how was practice?"

"it was good. i stayed a bit later so i could watch one of the new guys spar with kuroo. i heard he was pretty good and wanted to see for myself. he definitely did not disappoint when humble kuroo's cocky ass," bokuto let out an amused huff before pulling her closer once more.

"i was wondering what took you so long. i called you, but you didn't answer so i figured you were still training," she threw one of her legs over his hip and forced another one between his legs. bokuto decided to change their position altogether, maneuvering her so that he was laying on his back with her nestled into his side, one leg across his lower abdomen and her head resting on his chest.

"mmm, my phone died and i hadn't realized until i was already driving back here. sorry sweets," he mumbled, closing his eyes in the comfort of her warmth.

"it's okay. you were busy," she reassured, somehow moving closer to him.

"never too busy for you, though."

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#— (jupipedia.) #bokuto x reader #bokuto x black!reader #bokuto x fem!reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x black reader #bokuto x black reader #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutaro fluff #haikyuu fanfiction #anime x black!reader #anime x female reader #haikyuu #bokuto koutarou #koutarou bokuto #*ੈ✩‧₊˚❕*∘∘˙˚༄💨 ( a jupiter production. )

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“ do you even know my name, screw boy? ” - c. springer. the desired meets the unattainable. college au. ( probably going to be a two or three part fic. )

connie springer was, without a doubt, one of the most noncommittal, yet desired men on campus.

sure, he wasn’t as tall or built as the star quarterback eren jaeger nor was he as smart and empathetic as class president jean kirstein, but something about his impulsiveness and no existent regard for the consequence that usually followed his rash actions attracted most of the women and a few men on campus.

y/n couldn’t see the appeal in the man as she watched him almost set armin’s sleeve on fire during their chemistry lab, shaking her head and facing the professor while armin pulled his arm away and hushedly scolded connie who didn’t look the least bit apologetic as he laughed.

“since we got through the lab quicker than i expected, i’ll dismiss you all early,” the professor said, packing up her own belongings.

“are you coming out with us later? there’s this new band called denim playing at a bar downtown and a few of us want to check them out. they’re opening for femme doll, so even if you don’t like them, you’ll still be able to check out the band that i’ve been talking about,” mikasa asked, packing her things and standing up from her seat next to y/n.

“i’ll let you know how i’m feeling after practice. coach is going to be up my ass because i missed it on tuesday to go with you guys to that one pub because you wanted to spy on your boy toy,” y/n replied, copying mikasa actions.

“i wasn’t spying on him. i just heard that he would be there and wanted to know why,” mikasa defended herself, following after y/n who was walking to the end of their row.

“mhm, whatever you want to believe. we both know that you were—,” y/n said, cutting herself off once she bumped into someone, having not paid attention to where she was going as she talked over her shoulder. she found that the victim of her lack of attention was none other than connie who smirked once the two of them made eye contact. “sorry, i wasn’t paying attention.”

“no worries. it’s a pleasure to bump into you, beautiful. we should do it more often,” connie flirted with the typical smug smirk.

“yeah, never do that again,” y/n said, immediately shutting him down as she brushed by him with a pat on the chest. mikasa soon followed after her as connie continued to stare after the girl.

y/n was seeing his appeal even less after hearing the most common and boring pick up line come out of his mouth. it was their first real interaction and she was already unimpressed. and to think that he had almost every other girl swooning.

“i’m free until practice, did you want to grab lunch or do you have another class?” y/n asked mikasa who was still looking behind her. y/n snapped her fingers in front of her face in order to gain her attention. “wanna get lunch or do you have class?”

“no class, but i have my shift at the bookstore. what was that?” mikasa asked, pointing her finger behind her to the door where connie and armin were conveniently coming out of.

“his terrible attempt at flirting. you would think with all the hype around him, he’d at least have better material,” y/n said, not stopping in her words as the two walked past her.

“talk to me more often and i’ll show you better material. i can’t use my best cards at the beginning of the game, sweetheart. you’re smart, so i thought that you’d understand that,” connie spoke as he paused in his step.

“good thing i’m not interested in playing. c’mon, i’ll walk you to your shift,” y/n said, grabbing mikasa’s arm and walking away from him.

“y’know, y/n, now that i’m looking at you, i can’t say that i’m surprised that he’s taken an interest in you. i mean, you are his type,” mikasa said as she was being dragged in the direction of the bookstore.

“of course i’m his type. what man doesn’t love a girl with long legs wearing one of the shortest skirts that he’s ever seen,” y/n dropped mikasa’s arm and walked alongside her.

“and you aren’t the slightest bit interested in him? you have to admit that he’s at least handsome,” mikasa continued, earning a groan from y/n.

“if you think he’s so attractive, why don’t you go for it? do me the favor honestly.”

“no can do. i already know the man of my dreams and his name isn’t connie. let me know how your next interaction goes and i’ll see you later!” mikasa said, running towards the bookstore in order to be on time for her shift.

“there won’t be one!” y/n yelled after her before turning to walk in the direction of one of the many dining halls on their campus.

and while y/n hoped that what she was saying was true, she found herself staring up at connie from his place on the stage later that evening. she ended up being able to meet up with mikasa as her coach surprisingly took it easy on her. she made it to the bar and had a few shots before being pulled to the front of the stage by historia as the band finished setting up. she was wearing yet another skimpy skirt as she stood in the center of her friend group, watching connie pluck at the strings of his bass guitar. she hadn’t taken him for the musician type, especially one who played indie rock at a bar on a friday night. 

and he looked damn good while doing it.

he looked so good that y/n couldn’t bring herself to look away, even when he locked eyes with her and grinned. she came back to her senses once her friends crowded her and began to coo, causing her to roll her eyes and shake them off. she gave connie one last look before heading over to the bar to get another drink.

“girl, he’s after you,” mikasa said, walking up to y/n’s position at the bar after the set ended.

“yeah, i know. he made that clear this morning,” y/n said, taking the last few sips of her drink before sitting the glass down and pushing off of the bar. just as she stood up straight, she found herself chest to chest with connie and groaned before moving around him.

“so you couldn’t keep your eyes off of me on stage, but now you can’t stand the sight of me? you wound me,” connie said, following close behind the girl as she made her way through the crowd.

“i’m sure you’re used to pretty girls coming down from that musician high and realizing that they want nothing to do with you.” y/n retorted, not sparing him a glance as she talked through someone’s conversation.

“not girls as pretty as you. let me take you out sometime.”

“did you miss the part where i said i wanted nothing to do with you?”

“you don’t even know me. how would you know that you want nothing to do with me if you refuse to get to know me, gorgeous?” connie asked, stopping y/n in her tracks by stepping in front of her.

“do you even know my name, screw boy? last time i checked, it wasn’t gorgeous or beautiful,” y/n tilted her head and crossed her arms as she awaited the boy’s answer.

“i was describing you, y/n. of course i know your name.”

“right, that was a dumb question. of course you’d know the name of whichever poor, unsuspecting girl you decide to try and make your arm candy for the week. now, unless you plan to join me, i’m going outside for a smoke. thanks for the talk. next time, bring the guitar so i’ll at least have something pretty to stare at,” y/n said, successfully walking away from connie who stood in his spot, watching her walk.

“so there’s gonna be a next time?” connie asked with a boyish smile on his face.

y/n let out an amused scoff as she shrugged without turning around. “maybe.”

“so is this hard-to-get thing an act or are you genuinely not going to give him the time of day? because if it’s the latter, i may have to get on my knees and beg you to think again,” annie said, sitting across from y/n as the girl ate her lunch.

“’m not sure. his persistence is kinda cute and almost makes up for the cliche bullshit that comes out of his mouth, but he hasn’t shown any real interest in me besides for the way that i look,” y/n shrugged, taking another bite of her food.

“but he’s so pretty. and you’re super pretty. you’d look pretty good together, even if it only lasts a week,” sasha butted in.

“yeah, and if all i wanted was to be the pretty girl by a pretty boy’s side, i would’ve taken eren up on his offer in our sophomore year.”

when eren had first become known due to his position on the varsity football team, he began his reign as campus playboy. somewhere along the line, he approached y/n and her group of friends, flirting with her and asking her to give him a chance. she would’ve taken him up on it if it weren’t for his history with women because he was a good friend, just a terrible boyfriend.

“so you’re saying that you think eren is prettier than connie?” mikasa asked, looking behind y/n for a brief second before looking back at the girl.

“because if you are, i would have to agree,” annie butted in.

“if i had to really think about it, i’d probably say that connie is closer to my type,” y/n admitted, not looking up from her meal.

“yet, you still don’t want to go on one date with me? perfect chance to get to know me,” connie announced his presence as he approached the table.

“what’s in it for me besides the worst night of my life?” y/n stood up from the table with her trash in hand. “i’m done. i have to go to my internship in a few hours and have work to do before then. i’ll see you guys later.”

y/n spared connie a glance as she brushed by him and paused after taking a few steps.

that was a bit harsh. she didn’t really owe him any kind of grace. she was right to be unimpressed with his advances as she knew a bit about his romantic history if it was even fair to call it that. however, connie was right when he said that she really had no reason to dislike him. granted, he isn’t known to be the best with women, but most of what y/n “knew” about him was through rumors so it was a bit of bitch move to act like he did something to her personally.

y/n threw her head back with a sigh before turning back to the table.

“i’m done with my internship at 6. i’ll be out of the liberal arts building by 6:05. if you’re gonna take me out, might as well be for dinner. if you’re gonna be late, just don’t show up, constance. i mean it,” y/n announced before turning back around to walk to her internship.

“i’ll be there!” connie called after her, his smile visible in his tone.

“pick somewhere good.”

turns out connie’s idea of somewhere good aligned with y/n’s as he chose an italian place not too far from campus. y/n had been looking to go there with her friends once their schedules had finally aligned at a time before 8pm, but that was a rare occurrence.

she now found herself sitting across from connie with a plate of fettuccine al pomodoro sitting in front of her as connie received what she believed to be lasagna.

“so, who told you that i like italian?” y/n asked, taking a sip of the ice water that she asked for.

“mikasa might’ve tipped me off. mentioned something about a new italian place on main street. thought i’d try my luck,” connie admitted with a shrug.

“yeah, surprisingly, she’s rooting for you,” y/n paused. “so, what does getting to know the great constance springer entail?”

“well, for one, you’d learn to know that i hate being called constance. i sound like someone’s old ass grandma,” he joked, earning a short laugh for y/n.

“and what, connie sounds less elderly to you?” she joked back.

“‘s the best i could do with constance,” connie took a bite out of his piece of bread before continuing. “i picked you up from your internship, you said? what’s it for?”

“i’m a researcher. it's a good experience for when i get into whatever political science career after i graduate,” y/n explained briefly.

“what are you researching, right now? i know armin is also doing some kind of research, but i think it involves genetics or something to do with anatomy.”

“are you asking because you’re genuinely interested or because you don’t want to sit in a long, awkward silence?” y/n asked.

“a little bit of both.”

“that’s fair,” y/n said before launching into a long explanation about her internship. this turned into a conversation about her plans for the future that somehow spiraled into him talking about his family back home. their meals were soon forgotten as they spent more of the dinner talking than actually eating their food.

despite y/n explaining that she still had time to catch a bus to her apartment, connie insisted on driving her back to her place to ensure that she would get home safe. and y/n wouldn’t mind admitting that she had a good time talking to him and getting to know him beyond the rumors. he was extremely boyish and had a certain charm to him that she was starting to see the appeal of.

“thanks for walking me to my door,” y/n said as she reached the top of the steps.

“no problem, beautiful. wouldn’t miss a chance to be in your presence even if it’s just for a few more minutes,” connie offered a cheeky smile as he watched y/n roll her eyes with an amused smile on her face.

“we talked about how you need to work on your corny pick up lines. they’re awful,” y/n said, turning to unlock her door.

“are they working?” he asked.

“absolutely not.” yes, they are.

“I will leave you to the rest of your night then. i’ll see you tomorrow?” connie asked, slowly backing away from the door.

“yeah, i’ll be in chem if that’s what you’re asking,” y/n responded, leaning on the door frame.

“you’re not gonna give me your number?”

“are you asking for it?” y/n rebutted.

“no, but if you’re feeling a bit charitable, you’d be willing to give it to someone as less fortunate as me,” connie said, holding his phone out for the girl to take, which she did.

“text me some time,” y/n said, stepping into her apartment after handing him back his phone.

“does this mean you like me?” he called after her.

“you’re not bad, springer. good night,” she responded without looking back and closed the door before he could respond.

she thought that she was in the clear until she saw mikasa sitting at one of the bar stools, having been waiting for her.

“‘you’re not bad, springer’? what happened to not being interested?” mikasa teased as y/n walked by her.

“fine. i’m a little interested. he’s charming,” y/n admitted, walking into her room and dropping her belongings onto her desk chair. she was tying up her hair for her shower when she got a notification.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

pick you up in the morning?

super fucking charming.

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— www.spideypeoplemeet.com. - m. o'hara.

[ chapter two ] : mad, innit?

[ details ] : mentions of violence, cursing, ooc everyone probs, once again nothing too crazy.

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the silence that occupied your large studio apartment, along with your slumber, was interrupted by the monotonous beeping of your new device. you pushed away from your bed, not having remembered getting into your bed, let alone falling asleep. your newly acquired mechanism was sitting on your bed side table, lighting up on rhythm with the beeps.

your hand shot out to grab the device, tapping it a few times before a miniature hologram of a woman displayed from the screen.

"hi, y/n. we haven't met. i'm lyla, miguel's trusty ai," the hologram spoke as you sat the device back on your bedside table, placing your head back on the pillow.

"didn't know that being in the spider-society meant getting a wake up call," you huffed out, forcing your eyes to stay open.

you could tell you hadn't been sleep for long as your eyelids were heavy and your body ached for rest. your best guess was 3 or 4 hours as it was close to dawn when you returned from the society and it was only 10 in the morning.

"it doesn't, but jess thought that since you were off, you could use this time to get familiar with the base. meet a few other spider-people," lyla explained, seeming to move around your apartment and inspect your area.

"how do you know that i'm off? better yet, how do you know that i'm even employed?" you eyed the hologram skeptically before sitting up. you were glad to see that you had at least changed out of your suit before sleeping, knowing that you didn't have the will to wash your sheets again due to wearing a dirty suit to sleep.

"i know everything about you. i have since you stepped foot into headquarters. speaking of, you should really get going. hate to keep jess waiting," lyla said before vanishing all together. you hummed to yourself as you scratched your scalp through you bonnet.

you had partially convinced yourself that last night was a fever dream, your loneliness having finally caught up with you. you'd even scolded yourself for falling asleep due to exhaustion while on patrol, forcing yourself to stay out for an extra hour to make up for your supposed nap. the entire interaction with lyla confirmed that what you experienced was reality. there were multiple universes and each of those had their own spider-person.

you scrambled out of your bed as you recalled lyla's words, not having given them much thought in your tired stupor. you made it two steps away from your bed before stumbling over a stray shoe in your walk way. you spotted your suit sitting on your papasan chair and quickly pulled it on while searching for your mask. it hung on your key rack, earning a look of confusion for you as it has never end up there before.

you tapped you device a few times before a portal opened up. you smiled, proud of your achievement until you noticed a few of your items floating in the air. you looked at the portal and then back to your now airborne belongings before letting your shoulders drop and stepping through the portal.

the trip was just as fascinating as it was the night before. you even managed to land a lot better than the time prior, finding yourself to be on your hands and knees rather than sprawled out on your back.

"i gotta figure out how to land this," you mumble as you stand up, brushing off your suit. you looked around, noticing that you were in what you recalled to be the lobby. there were few spider-people than there was the day prior, but you assumed it was due to the time of day.

you followed the familiar long strip that led you the backroom, knowing that you were going the right way once you heard miguel's unamused voice.

"are wake up calls a part of this whole spider-society thing or am i just a special case?" you started, ( unnecessarily ) announcing your presence as you fully entered the back room. there were a few new people in the room, one masked figure whom you assumed to be a man, an older spider-man wearing a pink robe and baby harness, and another spider-woman typing away on one of the panels. "you know how i said try not to need me yesterday, this is kinda what i was talking about."

"y/n, glad you got my message," jess greets you, turning in your direction as you walked closer to the group before you.

"yeah, lyla paid me a visit this morning. which reminds me, did no one think to tell me that a portal came with zero gravity side effects? imagine my surprise when my tv started floating when the portal opened up," you dramatized, taking a seat on one of the stray stools.

"new recruit?" the older spider-man asked, gesturing in your direction.

"yeah, there was an anomaly last night and she took care of it before we got there," miguel muttered, turning away from the group to go to the platform.

"must got skill then?" the masked one said, accent surprising you a bit.

"british? hmm, didn't see that coming," you muttered to yourself. the masked one snapped his head to you, seemingly offended.

"problem?" he asked, noticeably raising a brow under his mask.

"not with you in particular. just not a fan of your parliament or royal family or the endless years of international colonialism. i mean, how do you fight in so many civil wars and lose just about all of them?" you shrug, not finding it unreasonable to be opposed to england.

"hmm, i like you," he replies, removing his mask and surprising you with his dark skin and wicks. he held an array of piercings that you almost felt jealous of, your septum and singular nostril piercing appearing lame in comparison. "hobie brown."

"likewise," you copied his action, allowing your own shoulder length locs to fall out of your mask and into your face. you didn't let them hang for long, quickly tying them up and away from your eyes.

"full of surprises, aren't you?" he chuckled, taking in your appearance.

"that's what i was thinking last night," jess chipped in. "miguel nearly popped a blood vessel when we brought her back here. she reminded me of you and miguel's words were 'one of him is bad enough'."

"he just butthurt because i skipped over his little ego booster of a speech. he'll get over it soon enough," you concluded, taking another look around at the place before realizing you didn't introduce yourself to the other spider-man in the room. "oh, my bad, i'm y/n l/n, spider-woman from earth number no clue but it's the year 2023 there so, do with that what you will."

"if you wouldn't have skipped over my ego booster of a speech, you would know what earth you're from," miguel spoke, startling you as you had not sensed his presence. "bet you care for that order now."

"nope, cannot say that i do," you said without pause, without turning away from the robed spider man. "never caught your name."

"peter b. parker and there is a flurry of red hair crawling around here named mayday. she's my daughter," he said, looking around the room before spotting his child, using his webs to bring her to him. "see, mayday."

"well, isn't she cute," you said before turning back to jess. "now is this little meet and greet over? i'd like to catch up on my interrupted shut eye."

"i take it we're gonna be good mates 'cause i was jus' thinkin' the same thing," hobie stretched for extra emphasis before walking away from the group. "i'll be around. nice meeting you, y/n."

"likewise. well, if you don't mind, i haven't had breakfast yet, so i'm gonna go find the cafeteria, assuming this place even has one—," you said, abruptly pausing as a beeping noise sounded and the unspoken spider-girl began to type furiously on one keyboard.

"might have to put a hold on breakfast, there's an anomaly on earth-50101. pavitr, this dimension's spider-man, is not a part of the society and he's only fifteen, so he could definitely use some help and reassurance," she said, projecting a hologram of the spider-man and the anomaly.

"well, y/n, this is your official welcome to the spider-society. time to do what you signed up for," miguel addressed before he began to bark orders to the other two spider-people that would be accompanying you, excluding peter as he had mayday to look after.

"damn, i was really counting on that coffee to get me through the day," you mumbled under your breath as you put on your mask and walked towards the newly opened portal in the middle of the room, looking around before you stepped through.

while the spider-society headquarters wasn't in your dimension, knowing and actively engaging with a separate realm was a lot more overwhelming than you initially anticipated. the aura of the dimension was very similar, yet vastly different to your own, there being a yellowish tint to the atmosphere.

this dimension's new york was similar to what you thought india would be like. busy streets, busy sidewalks, busy everything. there was a faint jingling of bells, accompanied with horns and shouting as cars saat in backed up traffic. there was aromas mixing together, different spices lingering in the air as vendor cooked their food at their stalls. there were pedestrians dressed in bright colors and patterns. it was beautiful truly.

"mad, innit?" hobie said as he approached your side. you couldn't even respond to him as you were too busy looking around. "just wait 'til you check out my parts, you'll love it. also, not sure if anyone's told ya', but don't take off the watch while you're not in your dimension. 's the only thing that 'lows us to be here without glitching."

"i'll keep that in mind," you mumbled as you shook yourself free from your daze.

"orden del día, find the anomaly. once we do, hobie, you take care of any civilians, clear the path to decrease the chances of a casualty. and y/n, you're gonna have to locate this dimension's spider-man. i assume that he'll be around when we locate the anomaly, so keep an eye out for him. jess and i will deal with capturing the anomaly. let's go!" miguel ordered, causing everyone to disperse into random directions. you shot a web in the direction of a tall building, projecting yourself to a better view point. you leaped from building to building searching the streets for anything completely out of the norm.

"i found it," you heard miguel's voice come from your watch. "come to the location and then carry out your tasks."

your watch lit up with a gps-like screen, dots indicating miguel, hobie, and jess moving across the map as you swung towards miguel's location. you almost made it when you spotted a swinging figure in your peripheral. you pressed a few buttons on the watch, not remembering much from the crash course jess gave you, before locating the comms button.

"spider-variant located. should i speak to him as i pursue him or just quietly follow behind?" you asked as you began to follow after him, swinging a few buildings behind.

"speak to him. let him know we're here to help," jess replied. you forwent a response as you increased your momentum to catch up with him. you were a few meters behind him when you finally called out to him.

"spider-man! spider-man!" you called out with no response from the other enhanced person. "pavitr!"

"huh?" he exclaimed, catching sight of you and missing the target for his web. you quickly shot a web out to catch him, effectively slinging him up to a nearby rooftop before landing there yourself.

"sorry, if that was a bit rough, didn't expect to startle you how i did. which is stupid because obviously, you'd be startled if someone called out to you using your name while wearing the mask since the whole hidden identity thing—," you begin to ramble before stopping to look at the slightly petrified boy and sighing. "right, sorry. i'm really new to this, too. i'm just like you, but i'm from another dimension and there are others out there that are just like us. the space and time continuum theory is real and super cool, but you'll get a run down later. but, for right now, i need you to trust me when i say we are here to help."

"i—you—we? there's more here? right now?" he sputtered, an appropriate reaction given the circumstances.

"the bad guy you're headed towards? he's not from here. there are other spider-people here who want to take him down and send him to his assigned timeline before he can cause any real damage. you just have to trust that we are here to help you solve this, okay? because this is way bigger than some wannabe-villian loser trying to cause trouble."

"if i'm going to trust you, then you have to promise to explain after this thing is straightened out," he said, looking in the direction of the destruction you assumed to be from the anomaly.

"when there is time, everything will be explained, but for right now, we need to help them out. and then i'll answer anything you want," you confirmed, earning a determined nod from the boy before he swung himself to a different building, advancing towards the scene. you let out the breath you didn't know you were holding before folling suit.

not too bad for your first time.

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one. awkwardness.

previous. next.

y/n knew that the first meeting between him and shoto would be a little awkward due to neither of them being familiar with the other, but he found that he greatly underestimated how awkward it would truly be as he sat across from shoto, pretending to be typing on his laptop. shoto had arrived before y/n did and was quick to formally greet him before going back to his laptop. y/n didn’t want to assume that shoto was avoiding conversation similarly to he was so he didn’t interrupt shoto’s typing in case he truly was setting up for their meeting.

“sorry if this is awkward for you. i know we don’t know each other beyond our names, but i hope that we can use this project to become friends. i assume that is the professor’s end goal, at least,” shoto broke the silence, prompting y/n to halt in his feigned typing and look up at the man.

“no! i mean— not no to the friends part but to the awkward part. no as in it’s fine and i’m definitely making this more awkward than it truly is,” y/n sputtered, embarrassed at the crack in his voice as he almost choked on his words.

“i got what you meant. no worries,” shoto gave a toothless smile before glancing back at his screen. “it says that we are expected to meet up at least three times a week including one day of the weekend. for every first meeting, we choose an emotion and that is the emotion we have to incorporate into some form of writing for the week. along with our writing, he wants a visual representation. hmm, sounds easy enough to me,” shoto explained, muttering the last part to himself.

“well, i’m not sure how much help i’ll be with the written proportion, but i am a design major, so i don’t mind doing the brunt of the visual representation. i was reading over the rubric earlier and i have a few ideas already,” y/n said, opening the draft with his ideas in writing.

“i’m so glad that you said that because i am a political literature major and i cannot draw or anything to save my life. i can however do the majority of the written portion, as long as we can come up with a general outline for what it should contain,” y/n nodded along to shoto’s words before turning his laptop to the bi-coloured boy.

“i actually have an idea that i really wanted to do for the project and wanted to run it by you. i was thinking that we could do a calendar layout, but with week numbers rather than months. i think it’ll earn us the bonus points for creativity and it would be way more enjoyable than doing the standard slide show with a company generated theme.”

“i like that. yeah, we should do that,” shoto easily agreed, having been impressed with y/n’s demo of the calendar inspired layout. “it’s really well done for it to be just a demo. it’ll look great as we continue to add to it every week.”

“yeah, thanks,” y/n responded, cringing to himself at his short response before talking again. “what days are you free during the week and which day do you want to meet during the weekend?”

“i’m free after 3 p.m. on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays and on tuesdays and thursdays, i have a free block from 12 p.m. to about 6 p.m. since i do track. i was also hoping that we could make our weekend meet up on a saturday? i usually spend sunday with my friends from highschool.”

“saturday would be best for me, too, but it would have to be a brunch thing as i usually take studio trips in the evenings. but i can do mondays and wednesdays after 4 p.m. so we could meet up before, during, or after dinner if you want.”

“sounds like a plan. i’ll add that to the document,” shoto nodded, going back to his computer without another word.

and the awkward silence was back.

y/n groaned silently as they held their head in their hand behind the computer screen.

it was difficult for y/n to sit in the silence without wanting to bring up anything that the two could possibly talk about, but he didn’t want to annoy shoto with his constant spiels and rambling. y/n could talk for hours if he was asked to, but his throat dries all the way up when he has to talk to shoto.

he asked kamya what she knew about his partner from the assignment and all she knew was that he was friends with her partner, having seen the two on campus together before. she didn’t know any club affiliations nor did she know his past relationships or better yet, his current status. it came as a shock to him as kamya usually knew everyone's business before they had the chance to tell her themselves.

“so, since our first week is probably going to be the most awkward, i was thinking we should make that this week's emotion. i mean, it’s fitting, no?” todoroki’s voice brought y/n out of his thoughts and back to the cafe table.

“yeah, i think that would be the best course of action. it’ll probably help break the tension. awk-awkward tension, that is,” y/n said, stumbling over his word after realizing the accidental implication that he potentially made.

“okay, i’ll email you with drafts for the week and you can do the same if you like, but i doubt that i’ll be able to give any artistic assistance,” shoto joked, earning a slight giggle from the dark skinned male across from him.

“no worries, i’ll still send you updates in case picasso’s ghost whispers anything in your ear,” y/n joked back, packing up his things with the intention of leaving soon.

“i’ll see you monday at 5 for dinner and planning,” shoto said, watching as the boy stood from his seat.

“monday at 5. i’ll be there. wherever there is. see you.”

y/n walked away from the table after receiving a wave from shoto. y/n didn’t make it more than 10 steps away from the cafe before he loudly exhaled and held his hand to his chest.

fuck, he’s even prettier when he smiles.

the first meeting didn’t change anything between the two outside of meeting times. y/n even began to make the extra effort to not see shoto before they met for the second time as he allowed himself to reflect and cringe at his departing joke, deeming himself too nervous to calmly interact with him on a daily basis.

the second meeting definitely went better than the first as there was a lot more material to cover with their ideas. y/n’s forced his eyes to stay on his ipad rather than letting them trail over to the boy across from him. he spent most of the meeting working on a general template that could be edited to fit each week of their project, only looking up from it to show shoto his work or to listening to whatever comment todoroki made on his own work.

“you did a really nice job with the written portion. there are no typos or wordy sentences and i’ve never been so glad to have someone as a partner. i usually feel bad about being so unhelpful with the written parts but i know that i would not have been any help to you,” y/n said as he read the text that todoroki provided for their project during their final weekly meeting.

y/n wasn’t just exaggerating for the sake of fawning over his crush, he truly admired the word choice of the written portion. he wasn’t expecting something so polished and eloquent to be produced for a mere draft that would be updated later.

“it’s still not perfect, but i’m glad you are impressed with my contribution. and it’s only fair that we have a well-written entry to match your artwork. i mean, the draft was good, but this is coming along beautifully,” shoto zoomed in on parts of the design y/n made.

“i’m planning to make it interactive so i’ll at least contribute something other than a few drawings. i hope that’s okay with you,” y/n turned his attention back to his ipad as his face grew warm from the praise.

“perfect. i am all for it.”

the two parted ways after finishing their final draft, todoroki excusing himself to meet up with his friends and y/n planning to go to kamya’s dorm to rant about whatever was on his mind.

so, shoto todoroki.

“...mya, i’m telling you, he’s so fucking attractive without even trying. and he’s naturally charming. he gives the nicest feedback which feeds my ego in the best ways. i’m losing my mind,” y/n ranted, pushing his head into the throw pillow on kamya’s bed.

“you are one of the most delusional people i know. he’s being nice because you are good at art. not because he’s falling for you, stupid. get a grip,” kamya said, not sparing the boy a glance as she continued to type on her laptop.

y/n stared at kamya for a few seconds before speaking. “i hope you fail your econ exam.”

“because i won’t feed into your delusions?!” kamya laughed at her friend as he started to hit her with the pillow in his hands. “my bad, you right. he’s madly in love with you and wants you so bad.”

“now was that so hard to say?”

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why didn’t you stop me? - k. nanami. “i know that i ended it, but why won’t you chase after me?” ex lovers.

part ii.

“let’s not see each other anymore.”

those words were like acid when they left y/n’s lips and now two years later, the bitter taste in the back of her throat as she stands face to face with her ex-boyfriend serves as a reminder of their past.

she doesn’t know why she’s so surprised to see him at gojo’s birthday celebration as they had all been good friends since before the two decided to date. he never missed one of gojo’s birthday celebrations, one-upping her as she missed his last celebration due to being overseas on a business trip, but she was anticipating his absence for some reason. even now as she stands face-to-face with the man, she wishes that she were to find his absence in his place.

she was the first to break the small staring contest that they were having once gojo noticed that she had arrived. once he called her name, she turned her attention to him, meeting his gaze. his eyes flickered to kento before returning to her and shooting a sympathetic look. she glanced back at nanami and offered a wordless bow before walking around him and toward gojo.

“happy birthday, old man,” y/n said, forcing herself to appear less shaken than she truly was.

“glad you could make it, little miss higher up. your six figure job finally let you go?” gojo teased.

“we aren’t all made for the sorcerer life. gotta make money somehow.”

gojo went to quip back, but as his eyes trailed behind y/n to who she assumed was nanami, his shoulders dropped. “about nanami, i–.”

“why wouldn’t he be here, satoru? you guys are good friends,” y/n dismissed, pushing the forgotten present towards the man. “now, enjoy the booze. i’ve got a few students to harass before we eat.”

before the man could utter another word, y/n was already walking towards yuuji, nobara, and megumi, ruffling the latter’s hair before sitting with them. gojo looked away from y/n, only to find nanami still looking at y/n. gojo approached him, hoping to lift his spirits.

“don’t just stand there, nanamin. socialize.”

“i do not want to.”

“too bad. it’s my birthday, so you have to listen to me.”

it wasn’t long before gojo sent the students back to the academy to rest, leaving the adults to mingle amongst themselves in the late hours of the night. y/n was glad that she was sitting in between gojo and who she assumed to be a new teacher. nanami was sitting diagonally from her, refusing to face her direction unlike his prior behavior of tracking her every movement.

“how are you getting home tonight, y/n?” one of gojo’s friends asked as he motioned to the glass in front of her. “you drove, right?”

“it’s water. i don’t drink much,” y/n reassured. gojo turned to his best friend in shock.

“since when don’t you drink? i remember when you out drank all of us a few years back just to prove a point,” gojo chuckled as y/n shoved him with her shoulder.

“since i started to feel the effects of what liquor does to my liver. it’s a bad habit to have, y’know,” y/n joked, earning a few giggles from those at the table.

“oh, you all went to school together? i thought just gojo and nanami went to the academy. are you also a sorcerer?” another one of his very friends asked.

“i used to be. i also used to teach at the academy, but shit happens and now i work as an executive in real estate,” y/n explained, taking a sip of water and avoiding nanami’s blank stare that he now aimed in her direction.

“that would explain the tension between you and nanami,” the same drunk friend commented offhandedly. y/n froze in her seat when nanami audibly put his glass down. “oh, i’m sorry. that was rude.”

“you’re fine, no worries,” y/n said, going to stand up. “i’ll be back. the smell of alcohol is making me a bit queasy.”

gojo shot her a look, silently asking if she was okay. she sent him a quick nod before grabbing her jacket and walking out the door. she didn’t go far, opting to sit on the curb that was right outside of the building. she lit herself one of the cigarettes from her jacket pocket and sighed as she exhaled the smoke.

y/n wanted to laugh at how pathetic she felt when it came to seeing and being around nanami. she wanted to cringe at how eager she was to get up from the table when nanami barely even acknowledged what the other person said. she didn’t expect him to still be heartbroken over something that happened two years ago, but she was still upset to see that he wasn’t as bothered as she was.

as she took her final inhale before putting the cigarette out, she heard footsteps approaching her from behind. she blew out the smoke in her lungs before speaking. “satoru, i said i was fine.”

“you quit one bad habit to pick up another?” y/n’s skin crawled at the sound of nanami’s nonchalant tone, not expecting his presence.

“didn’t take you to be a smoker. you used to gag at the scent of the smoke. wonder what changed,” he continued when didn’t receive a response from the girl.

“not much. just thought i’d give it a try one day,” y/n responded, flicking the bud away from her and into the street.

“why?”

“why?” he asked her as the two of them stood in front of his house.

“things aren’t going well between us. and i don’t think i can make you happy like you want me to,” y/n answered, fighting the urge to cry as she forced a gentle smile. for a few minutes, it was just the two of them standing in silence as she waited for his response.

“okay. let’s not see each other anymore,” nanami agreed, turning away from the girl and entering his home. y/n’s face changed to one of wounded surprise as she waited for him to come back and question her more. she waited for him to open the door and ask how they could fix things or why she thought she couldn’t make him happy.

she wanted him to ask her to not break up.

she didn’t want to break up with him. he was everything she wanted and more. he was kind and he listened to her ramble about something she just found out about that same day. he accompanied her on her walks and trips to the market. they usually took on curses as a team. he would tend to her wounds before his own. why would she want to break up with him?

after a few minutes of waiting, y/n turned away from his door and began to make her way back to her house, not making half-way down the walkway before breaking into harsh sobs.

why didn’t he chase after me?

“thought it would help with stress. news flash, it didn’t,” y/n said, standing up and turning to face him.

“that’s not what i’m asking. why did you really break up with me?”

oh.

y/n wanted to tell him the truth. that she broke up with him because she was scared that he would do it first. because sometimes he looked like he was bored when he saw her. because he didn’t seem like he loved her as much as she loved him. but that’s too hard for her to admit.

so she became selfish.

“things weren’t as great as we thought they would be. that’s all,” y/n answered, checking her phone to see the time. “could you tell satoru that i had to leave because i have work in the morning? i have to go in early tomorrow.”

“okay.”

“it was nice seeing you, ke-…nanami.”

“okay.”

y/n took that as her time to leave as she turned around and began to walk to her car, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. she had almost reached her car before deciding to spin around to see if kento was still standing there.

he was.

‘why didn’t you stop me?’ she thought as the tears began to fall from her eyes.

“why didn’t you stop me?”

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