#Lotso x Reader

[slashingdisneypasta]

Disney Villains x Clueless!Reader || Excerpts

Plot: You had absolutely no idea about their villainous deeds… until you walked in. Part 1??

Characters Included: Cruella De Vil, Hades, Jafar, Lots-O’-Huggin Bear

Warnings: Angst. Also kidnapping, hypnosis, and attempted gas lighting/manipulation.

Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @miss_understood , @moxiiscool , @ryantryan6969 , and @yesthetrashbin . Hey y'all! Have some drama with your August. xo

Cruella De Vil:

When you walked into Cruella’s house, using your own key (You were meant to surprise her. It was supposed to be nice!), and heard her talking to Le Pelt on the phone in her office, you were so shocked. And so was she, when she left her office and saw you there in the hallway with a horrified look on your face.

Cruella is non-too-happy about your surprise, that is for sure. As soon as she lays eyes on you and realises what you just heard, she is so frustrated. Now you’re going to make this a thing, damnit. You’re probably going to try to leave her- all because you acted stupid and tried to surprise her. Ugh! … now darling, don’t lose your little head over this, they’re just some puppies, after all- When you immediately turn and storm back towards the front door again, chucking your key at a hallway table, Cruella wouldn’t move. She wouldn’t run after you; She’s not the type. But the frustration in her voice would build and she’d give up trying to be calm and careful with you, yelling after your retreating form. Wait right there! Y/N! Turn around. You walk out that door and you’ll never work in this- or any industry, ever again! I promise you that!-

When you slam the door behind you, she will not follow you.

… But never fret, she does care… and she’ll have her admirers Le Pelt and Alonzo abduct you in the middle of the night.

Good, put the nitwit in the truck, now. Gently, you fools. Y/N- you didnt think it would be that easy, did you?? Ha! We're taking the train to Paris, soon. You've always wanted to go- so keep quiet and enjoy the ride...

Hades:

When you walked into the throne room and saw Hades holding Meg up off the ground precariously by her throat, and you heard him say something about taking over Olympus and Hercules- and Hades noticed you standing there horrified and disgusted- everything stopped.

Hades would know immediately that he fucked up. That you would have a hard time forgiving him- if you ever did at all. He would know.

Hades would be desperate. He’d be pathetic, true slimy used-cars-salesman style; Following you as you storm out of the room and down the hall to your room and begging you all the way. Offering you things which fast develop from foot rubs and chocolate coated strawberries to being Master of the Gods- Master of the World- Master of whatever you want! He tries to convince you that this is a good thing, that he’s doing it for you, so you two can be happy together.

This is all while you’re grabbing your most important things and throwing them into a sack, throwing him poisonous glares because how dare he even look at you right now that make him flinch and be quiet. If only for a second. Overall, the man cannot stop talking.

I love you, babe, you can’t- No, no, you’re not leaving. I’m not gonna just allow-

Okay okay okay, I get it! I get it, I shouldn’t threaten you right now, I get it. I’m sorry. You- you probably need some time to cool off, yeah?? Hey, that makes sense!! I would be the same, yeah?? You know what? Take a week- two! Take two weeks… take all the time y’like. And then when you’re ready, you’ll call me, and we’ll talk! I’ll set out a nice cheese platter, some wine,.. we’ll make it a picnic! It’ll be great! Ba- Babe, you’ll understand, you’ll agree, I promise! This is- this is the best thing for the both of us! I promise! I- I’m only thinking of you, sweetheart, of us. I promise! Baby- after I do this, we’ll have everything! I swear! Everything we ever wanted; You can get that house on the mountainside you had your eye on, doesn’t that sound fabulous??

And Zeus?!

 Zeus?! Zeus, is a needle brained moron who doesn’t deserve- Okay okay! I’m sorry! You’re right, you’re absolutely right, baby how are you always so right about everything?? We'll set him up with a nice cottage on the coast. What??? That’s a good deal! Coconuts, babes in bikinis, the sky- he'll love it! Come on-

The man would end up on his knees, reaching for you, but you just slip out of his way, flashing another terrible glare. He has talked a lot while you packed but you've said barely two words. And its terrifying to him.

Baby… sweetheart, where’re you gonna be? You- you’re comin back, right?

… Just tell me if you’re coming back, please. Gimmie something-

No.

Jafar:

When you walked in and heard Jafar and Iago cackling about marrying the princess and hurting the poor Sultan, and they saw you standing there, Iago immediately flew off leaving more matted feathers on Jafar’s shoulder than usual from the force he used to get away so fast.

Jafar groans, brushing the feathers off him and muttering. Meanwhile you’re horrified, disgusted, creeped out- and about a million other awful emotions all at once, but you stand your ground. You lift your chin and you focus on him. You ask, really? Is that true?? Are you- Are you going to do that??? Is that the plan!?

… an eye roll, is the response you get and that make you feel even sicker. How could you??? As Jafar starts to cross the throne room, at his leisure, towards you- you start to completely lose your composure; Panic building. The- The sultan is a good man! He’s been kind. He’s your friend! I- I- I don’t understand! Jafar, I- Please, explain!

He sighs at that idea and rolls his eyes deeply, getting closer, leading with his snake staff as he always does. I already tried that.

Wh- What?

You heard me, Y/N. Now stay still.

You don’t know what he means by that, but you don’t like it, it- he, scares you. So quickly you try to turn and leave the room, leave him, but he’s too close now and his fingers are surprisingly strong; Holding you forcefully right where you are. That staff’s pushed right in front of your face, the snake’s eyes beginning to glow and burn into yours. This won’t hurt at all, my dear…

… This isn’t the first time you’ve walked in, before.

Lotso:

When you walked into the library, seeing one of the new toys tied to the ‘time out’ chair that Lotso told you (No, no. Swore to you) was a joke, you were shocked. And it was dark, so Lotso didn’t see you at first.

Twitch did. But by that point you’d heard too much, eyes wide and furious. Uh… boss?

Uhuh what Twitch? I’m kinda in the middle of something here-

Your uh… your Keeper’s, here.          

Wha- my- Oh, honey! At first, Lotso tries to act like you don’t even see what’s right in front of you. Like you’re blind. Like you’re stupid. Like he can wash it all away with some papa bear charm and a kind smile- but there is something darker behind it that you see, now. What are you doin’ outta bed, sweetheart?? Its so late! You’ve had a long day. I’ll be with you in just a second, I just… When he realises that your canyon-deep glare isn’t getting any lighter, he lets it go. He lets it all go; All the sweetness and the charm that you knew him for and all that is left is… something cruel. He looks at you in a full deadpan, a cruel and disappointed deadpan that makes you actually feel cold. Physically. Alright, honey, what’d you see?

Everything!

And what do you plan t’do about it, huh?

I, I…

Hmmm?

…

That’s right sweetpea, there aint nothin’ you can do! This is my shop, now. C’mon, come with me, I’ll explain it all to ya, and you’ll see that this is the best thing for everybo-

I’ll leave.

When you say that, all the warmth in the room is sucked out- some of the other toys like Twitch and Ken look to eachother slightly wide eyed behind Lotso’s back. The look on his face turns from patronising to hard, mean, mad.

He can’t accept that. … Grab ‘em, boys.

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[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Toy Story - Rafe x Reader

A little collab with @housekeeperjjswife

Summary: a little blurb from an idea in my Dating Rafe Would Include fic in which Rafe gets a little frisky while you're watching a movie with his sister.

Warnings: language, sexual themes, fingering, not proofed

You and Wheezie were halfway through your Toy Story marathon, the thirteen-year-old had never seen the movies. After making your relationship with Rafe official, you formed a close bond with Wheezie, spending nearly more time with her than with Rafe.

Rafe had definitely noticed this and his libido was taking it harder than he was. His high sex drive constantly paired with not being able to touch you whenever you were with his sister was simply killing him.

He rounded the corner of the living room in Tannyhill, taking in your body laid out on the couch, watching intently as Woody and Buzz go on yet another unrealistic adventure. You looked so innocent, watching a movie about the secret lives led by toys all the while Rafe was stuck taking cold showers and or taking care of the problem himself with his fist and a pair of underwear you'd been missing for weeks. It had been going on for far too long. Rafe needed you.

An evil smirk pulls at his lips, an equally evil idea pooling in his head.

"Hello, ladies." He walks to the couch and leans over the back of it, giving Wheezie a small smile before turning to you, and kissing your cheek. "How are Woody and Buzz?"

Wheezie dives into an in-depth recap of the plot of the movies you had watched but Rafe isn't listening. His eyes are on you, the small smile as you listen to his sister, how cute you look in his t-shirt and a pair of his pajama pants, and how completely and utterly fuckable you look.

As Wheezie continues, Rafe's lips lower to your ear.

"Wanna know a secret?" He doesn't wait for you to answer. "I'm so fuckin' hard right now." Out of all the things he could have told you, you weren't expecting that. Your eyes widen and your head turns to look at him. Rafe's face is neutral as if he didn't just tell you he was turned on but there is a look in his eyes you know well.

Wheezie is still talking as Rafe smiles at you, kisses your cheek, and rounds the couch.

"I'm not sure if I trust this Lotso guy yet, a purple teddy bear seems suspicious." It doesn't cross your mind that Wheezie's accusations about the toy are correct. Your mind is still on Rafe's dirty comment as he plops down next to you, lifting the blanket and pulling you into his side.

"Interesting theories, Wheez." You don't engage in the conversation, simply opting to watch it, in hopes of forgetting about your boyfriends' problem.

All is going well until his hushed voice is in your ear again.

"Are you thinking about it now?" You suck in a breath, trying to keep your focus on the screen, and not the incredibly good-looking man beside you, whispering into your ear. "Are you turned on too?" His hand settles on your thigh under the blanket and your cheeks heat. "If you won't answer I guess I'll see for myself." His fingers dip under the fabric of your, his, pj pants, and he smiles when he finds what he's looking for. As his fingers glide against your wet centre, your bottom lip pulls between your teeth, trying not to draw attention to yourselves.

"Rafe..." You whisper.

He's quick to hush you.

"No, baby. Just keep watching."

It's torturous. The way he's touching you is addicting but simply can't be happening at this moment. Your cheeks are hot and your breathing is beginning to pick up.

"Shhhhh. Don't make a sound."

Rafe's thick fingers roll your clit before slipping inside of you, your arousal sliding over them. You begin to absentmindedly roll your hips into his hand, your orgasm nearing, and he chuckles.

"Awe. So needy." Your head turns to his.

"Says the guy who is doing this just because he's hard." His eyes narrow and his movements stop, right before you finish. You return the glare.

"If you wanna come, then you'll come upstairs. Or finish the movie with Wheezie. You decide." He gets up, the feeling of his hand sliding out of your waistband making you shudder. "Alright ladies, enjoy your movie!" He winks at you, walking back around the couch. You keep your eyes on the screen until Rafe is leaning into your ear again. "If you aren't in my room in five minutes, I won't touch you at all. You can do it all yourself." He walks away, leaving you stunned on the couch, Wheezies laughter filling the otherwise silent room.

She was alone seconds later.

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[star-rug-64]

Request list!

1. yandere slinky x stuffed squirrel reader

2. yandere jackson storm from cars headcannons

3. Yandere Fleegle x cat robot reader, can be oneshots

4. Yandere Captain Hook Headcanons

5. Yandere William Afton x female reader

6. Yandere Lotso Love Letter

7. Yandere SnowBall x Rabbit Reader

8. Yandere Ronno x Deer Reader

9. Yandere HollowKnight Grimm x Queen Moth Reader

10. Yandere HollowKnight Pale King x Moth Queen Reader

11. yandere Bambi's father (King) and deer reader

12. Yandere king Triton and wife reader.

13. yandere ash's human buizel x human Sylveon reader, where human Buizel gets jealous of floatzel for the reader, also reader is Dawn's pokemom,

14. You can do, Yandere human Diego x human Arctic Fox reader from Ice Age, that the reader helps Mani and Sid bring the baby to their family

[milkscafe-moved]

what would strawberry do if he met a cutiepie customer who was just as anxious and overly apologetic as he was?

━━  It is so strange to deal with someone he’s based himself on. Seeing the apologies come leaking waterfalls and not from his own mouth, the constant need of clinging onto his sweater when the cafe starts to fill up uncontrollably – it doesn’t take him too long to realise that you are indeed, an exact mirror of his facade without the nefarious intentions and maliciousness that came about. That known fact, entirely shifts everything. Strawberry finds those similar traits to be incredibly practical, he doesn’t have to depend so much on being … you know, superficial. 

He wants to be relaxed – at ease, something you aren’t able to obtain when being around him – and he loves that.

⊹

The changes in his attitude is obvious when letting go a masquerade. Strawberry keeps on fixating his eyes on you every second of the day, even during cafe hours – a huge, eerie smile stretching across his face as he calmly observes you, unsettling you. He’s too focused on the small, cute quirks you bear … every single action you do is unbelievably adorable – so so much, it is unbelievably disgusting. 

⊹

You claim yourself to be loyal – faithful to him, but then you go and show your kindness – to everyone. He really doesn’t like cute customers like you, and he must show his distaste some way.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere strawberry #strawberry #strawberry x reader #milk:strawberry #reaction #( gotta show how stinky #this man is truly ) #( he dislikes cute ppl and thats why #he'll have lotso fun with them ) #customer

[moon-kn1ght]

a prayer.

pairing: matt murdock x fem!reader
 word count: 1.2k warnings: LOTSO Religious symbolism/images; there are prayers said; (if this might upset you, pls do not read); catholic guilt; dom/sub vibes; reader is tied up; sensory play; wax play; basic af p in v; no y/n; 
a/n: this is inspired by the work Psalm by VigilanteAvocado on Ao3 in 2015. i read that and immediately YES MORE so i did this. shout out to that catholic guilt, really powered this piece home. thank you to my wife @wyn-n-tonic for helping me avoid the word "slide" and big thank you to @louderrthanthunderr for bringing me into the daredevil fandom at its resurgence -- this piece is dedicated to you <3 (happy christmas) read more on my masterlist

You knew he wasn’t the most devout Catholic. At least in the traditional sense.

Like you, he sat in the back rows at Mass. He’d always enter close to the start of the introductory rites, obviously not wanting to make small talk (or not get roped into the New York Young Adult Catholics ministry team). (You too).

He did Wednesdays, not Sundays. He had his habits.

You noticed him before he noticed you (at least you think). It was only after Easter that you saw him looking in your general direction. You had assumed he was looking at you (later you would be proven wrong).

That night, as you were walking out, he approached you. You had thought he left after communion was served.

“Hey.” – he’s simple, catching your attention. It still spooks you, though, thinking you’d made it out of the gauntlet of people asking you to attend the social (re: singles meet & greet) after mass.

“Oh–fu–hey, I’m sorry. Hi.”

“Wow, didn’t you just come from Mass? Already building that list for confession?”

You cover your face with your hands, “Mhm, yep. It’s a bad habit, one that decades of ‘Hail Mary’s’ has not been able to break.”

“I’m Matt,” he offers and you give him your name in return. “So, we both survived the Easter crowds.”

It began with a critique of that night’s homily, then became drinks, then inviting him into your bed that night. A romance from church? No one’s grandma could be prouder (just make sure to leave out the juicier details).

That night he left while you were asleep, so you didn’t get his number. But then next Wednesday, he was sitting in your pew at Mass. And yes, he did end up in your bed again.

–

Matt’s favorite way to have you? Tied up and blindfolded.

“To level the playing field,” he’d joke. Not that you ever complained.

One time, Matt made you say the Act of Contrition when a tangle of profanity (including a lot of G-d fuck) tumbled out of your lips when you came on his face.

“It’s only right,” he smiled. That planted a seed for him. To him, faith could be explored (and exploited) in more engaging ways.

–

“Do you feel secure?”

“Green.”

“Good girl–” His adoration sends a tingle across your skin. Anticipation ices your body in goosebumps. “We’re going to play a game tonight, does that sound good?” You think you can feel his hand smoothing out the sheet at the foot of the bed, but his voice sounds closer to you than that.

“Yes Matt.”

“I want you to start praying.” His words bounce off the walls of the room and ring in your ears. “While you pray, I will touch you. When you stop, I stop.”

Oh.

“Can you do that for me?”

Fucking hell Murdock. Now would this truly be considered exploration? Or was this exploitation? Either way, you are all in.

“Yes Matt.”

Matt licks his lips. He can already smell your arousal at this proposition. “Whenever you’re ready.”

You swallow deeply. One thought tracks across the front of your mind: you are so going to hell for this. With an inhale you begin, “Let us remember;”

Matt joins you on the refrain as he sinks his knees into the mattress at your side, “that we are in the Holy Presence of God.” He chuckles and readjusts the positions of your thighs.

“Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit.”

He leans down and kisses your hip. “As it was in the beginning…” He lets his lips drag across the center of your stomach, stopping just short of your [pubic bone] as you finish the Glory Be. A small sound escapes your mouth as you feel his hot breath so close to where you want it.

His body shifts next to yours and you can hear the unmistakable scratch-click-hshhh of a lighter. You twist your wrists in the restraints and dig your fingernails into your palms for some grounding.

“I’m not hearing anything.”

You can smell something – he’s lit a candle, you smell the wick burning. But the candle doesn’t have a specific scent, all you get is the slight smokiness of the fabric string burning.

“Hail Mary, full of grace–” you continue and he immediately replaces his hand against your hip.

“The Lord is with the–” Matt leans into your chest and trails light kisses down your collarbone. His lips blaze a fiery trail across your skin.

Your own words, holy words, ring loudly in your ears but are in reality, barely above a whisper. Matt adds to the quiet cacophony with “I love hearing you say these things for me.” He grazes his teeth against your nipple. “I’m going to add an intense feeling, if you don't want me to just stop speaking.”

Your whispered prayer becomes a plead for more with “Blessed is the fruit of thy womb;”

“Good girl,” he coos with his mouth wrapped around your breast.

It’s not the first time you two have played with wax, one can definitely call it a ‘habit’ of Matt. Still, when the first drip of wax hits your skin, unexpectedly, sharply, you gasp your words. “Holy Mary” becomes a shrill choke for air, of which your lungs are suddenly deprived of.

Matt loves these noises, the visceral way your body responds to foreign sensations when you’re so out of control.

More drips of wax have you writhing in your restraints, practically chanting the final line of “now and at our hour of death, Amen.”

“Matt, please–” you cry.

“I’m here,” his hand gasps yours, “Tell me what you need.” His voice sounds so desperate, almost as wrecked as yours.

“–I need you. I need to feel you.”

Matt unties your hands and you immediately cling to him, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and nestling the other into his hair.

But you don’t stop the prayers, begging quietly for more of him. You whimper the Our Father into his neck as he pushes inside of you. His thrusts bring your bodies closer together, closer to being one. Near your climax, you hear familiar words on his lips.

He whispers against your skin, “Purify me and I shall be clean; Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.”

Your words cut against each other like rival tides pulling on a shore –

“-- Create in me a clean heart –”

“-- lead us not into temptation,”

The knot in your center tightens and breaks, cutting the stream of your words into a tumble of “yes, G-d yes.”

His thrusts become quicker as you come down from your high, his words muttered. “Deliver me, O God of my salvation–” and he buries himself deep inside you as he too finds his climax.

It’s not until the two of you are curled up in bed later that night do you joke, “Now, how are we supposed to explain that one in confession this week?”

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x fem!reader #matt murdock/reader #marvel reader insert #daredevil #matt murdock #daredevil fic #daredevil x reader #i'll see y'all at xmas eve mass tnt looking guilty af in the back row

[solastia]

Kitten Addition | 3

Read This Part First: My Puppy [1] [2] [3]

Kitten Addition: [1] [2] 

Pairing: I’m just going to start saying Maknae Line x Reader

Word Count: 9,895 (That’s right. Almost 10k. This is the longest chapter of anything I’ve ever written, and it’s like 89% smut lol. You’re welcome)

Genre & Warnings: Y’all know the deal with the My Puppy universe fics. Lotso smut. Gentle Femdom. Bits of angst. So much fluff. Petplay, assplay, cumplay, if it can be played with it is. I played a little fast and loose with the law to suit my purposes, it doesn’t actually work this way in real life (I mean, Kihyun is an assassin, so he naturally plays by his own rules). 

Notes: If you’re still wondering who the Hekami corp CEO is, please read my Kihyun fic Shadow Song. That’s her story ;)

The cafe was blessedly slow today, with only a few other people sitting inside, leaving me in comfortable isolation in my little corner booth. It was Taehyung’s favorite place to get hot chocolate, so I requested a to go order with the barista for when I was finished here. Keeping my eye on the door, I signal for another refill on my coffee, sighing as yet another person comes in and they are not who I’m waiting for. Propping my chin in my hand, I smile in thanks as the barista silently filled my cup. The bell over the door jingles and I glance towards it, happy to find it’s finally my friend. 

Hekami Corporations CEO rushes towards me in all of her glory, her bright smile conveying her apologies, and an incredibly handsome man strolling behind her and intensely surveying the cafes inhabitants. Besides being one of the firms best clients, she was also a good friend that I’ve known since college. Something that I doubt Jungkook’s father was aware of when he decided to try to force this marriage along. 

“I’m sorry, so sorry. I know I’m late. We got...held up.” 

I quirk an eyebrow at her. “Yes, I can see that. Your lipstick is smudged, dear. And you, you missed a button.” I tell them, amused as my friend squeaks and brings out her hand mirror and the man looks over his shirt in confusion. 

“Wrong button, sweetheart.” I laugh as he gets my hint and Kihyun blushes as he zips and buttons his pants. 

“This is...umm...my bodyguard?” 

“Are you asking me if that’s who he is? Because I can tell you it’s not. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Yoo Kihyun. I’ve followed your career a bit. Very impressive.” I smirk and offer my hand for him to shake, which he accepts with a chuckle. 

“I told you she’d know, baby.” Kihyun turns to his pouting partner. 

“Just don’t say anything about him playing my bodyguard. I already explained that he can trust you.” 

“No problem, snickerdoodle.” 

“Thanks, Tater Tot.” 

“Those are the dumbest names of all time.” Kihyun sighs. “You are definitely not naming our children.” 

I giggle as my friend sputters and smacks Kihyun’s arm. 

“Who said we were having any, jackass?” 

“In her defense, they are not meant to be great. We just wanted best friend nicknames like the other girls in the sorority house, but we weren’t really those type of people, so we never really settled on anything. Now we just call each other different types of food. I think at one point we’d even gone through every hot sauce brand.” I explain with a fond grin, which she returns. 

“I assume Mr. Jeon has been pressuring you to make a decision?” I ask her as they get comfortable and order their drinks. 

She sighs and nods. “I told Lawyer Jeon when he first brought this to me that I wasn’t really into the idea of arranged marriages, not to mention the way he talked to me about it just gave me bad vibes. Like, I don’t know. It was shifty. Now I know why of course. I got more info on those bosses of yours than I’d ever thought possible, once I brought Kihyun in on the project. Look at these.” She pulls four hefty files out of her bag, all of them bursting with paper. “These guys are no joke, Y/N. I’m a little worried about them knowing you were involved in getting this information.” 

I accept the files and flick through them, disgust over their actions filling me with fury the more I read. Dread as I realize I’m going to have to tell the boys just what their fathers have been up to. I rub my temple as I feel a headache coming on and sigh wearily as I slip the files into my own bag. 

“I had expected a couple of affairs, maybe skimming a bit. But this…”

“Y/N, this is the kind of stuff that I deal with. Do you want me to deal with it?” Kihyun asks softly. If only he knew just how aware I was of how he deals with things. 

“If you can go after everyone else associated with this stuff besides these three lawyers, you can do as you wish. I know it sounds wrong and selfish, but I don’t want my boys to suffer more than they have to. If this were to get out, they wouldn’t be upset about their fathers getting arrested, but no one would hire them after. They’d become the sons of criminals, and I don’t want that for them. Is that...is that bad of me? It’s unethical, right?” 

“Is it unethical to care about the ones you love? It makes me twitchy thinking about them being free, but since they only helped I can make myself feel better by going after the ones doing the actual crimes. You’re certain these men won’t fight back?” Kihyun asks gently. 

“Yeah. They might make a fuss, but I think they’ll do as I ask. Mr. Jeon is always going on about how everything he does is for Jungkook’s future, so I doubt he’d do anything to endanger it. I knew Tae’s dad was an ass, but I didn’t know it was this bad. I don’t think he’ll fight me either since Taehyung is his only child. It didn’t look like Jimin’s dad was mentioned in the files much, so he probably isn’t as bad, but I’m sure he had to at least know what was going on and didn’t stop it. Thank you for doing this.” 

“You’re welcome, Gummi Bear. I know we don’t get to hang out as much since we are now stuffy suits, but I’m still here for you. Speaking of, I need to know more about this boy situation, because it sounds like you have three of the country’s hottest bachelors at your feet and damn girl.” 

“Excuse me, I’m right here, you know.” Kihyun playfully pouts as she reaches over and pats his cheek comfortingly. 

“We’ll have a dinner date when everything calms down on both of our sides because I also need to know why Yoo Kihyun is pretending to be your bodyguard.” I stand up and wink at him as I slip my bag over my shoulders before reaching over and giving her a tight hug. 

I glare at Kihyun and make him promise to take care of my friend and try not to get her involved in things she shouldn’t be. Judging by the sliver of surprise in his gaze as he did so, he seemed to understand my message. I wave to the both of them as I pick up my order of hot chocolates and leave, dread filling my stomach as I make my way home. 

───

The files seem to be increasing in weight as I get closer to the door of my home, feeling almost like I was walking with a bag full of bricks. I really did not want to have to be the one to let them know what kind of people their fathers really were. I also was dreading the slight possibility that they might already know. How would I deal with it if Tae knew about all of his dad’s extracurricular activities and kept silent? Whatever happened, it was time to let them know what I’d been up to. 

I enter as quietly as I can and tiptoe to the living room, following the sounds of the entertainment center being used. I lean against the entryway and smile a little as I watch Taehyung and Jimin cuddling and giggling over the anime they were watching. They were both bundled up comfortably; Tae in a huge red hoodie and Jimin in a fluffy cerulean sweater that was probably three sizes too large. The both of them looked like cuteness personified. Taehyung finally noticed me and smiled widely, reaching over the back of the couch to make grabby hands at me. 

“Y/N! I didn’t hear you come home. I missed you! Cuddles.” 

I chuckle and set the drinks down before slotting myself in the middle and letting them drape themselves all over me. Jimin gives me a soft peck before laying his head on my shoulder. I thread my fingers through his hair and grin down at him. 

“How you manage to look and sound like such an innocent little cinnamon roll when you are the complete opposite is beyond me.” 

“Mmm, part of my charms,” he practically purrs into my neck. 

Taehyung grabs my chin and brings me up for a kiss, grinning as I pout when he pulls away. 

“Hey there beautiful,” his deep voice murmurs into my ear. I barely stop him from trying to nip at my neck, knowing exactly where he was trying to take this. We had some things to discuss first. 

I gesture towards the hot chocolates that they both reach for excitedly. Taehyung takes a big gulp, sighing in satisfaction. He reaches forward to grab one for me before he stops, observing the cup holder with a frown. 

“Why are there four?” 

I glance at my watch and countdown before answering. Exactly ten seconds later the doorbell rings. 

“We have a guest,” I finally respond as I go to answer the door. 

A sheepish Jungkook walks inside as I hear the shocked gasps behind me. I quickly squeeze his hand before taking his jacket and letting Jungkook walk into the living room before me. 

“Jungkook? But...I thought it wasn’t safe for him to be here?” Jimin practically whispers as his eyes are glued on Jungkook. 

“It doesn’t matter now. If anyone tried to do something about it, we have all the ammunition we need to shut it down,” I tell them as I grab Jungkook’s hand and lead him into sitting on the couch next to Jimin.

“Hey, baby. Can I...have a hug?” Jungkook asks trepidly, the both of them fighting off tears. It had been a long few months for the two of them. They had gone from being inseparable for years to only being able to have professional contact at work. I could only imagine how they must feel.

Jimin finally broke, flinging himself into Jungkook’s waiting arms.“I missed you so much!” Jimin sobbed silently into Jungkook’s chest as the other rubbed soothing circles into his back. 

“I missed you too,” he said quietly into Jimin’s hair. 

I sat next to Taehyung as I watched, letting him bring my hand up for a kiss as he smiled at me fondly. I let the two of them talk quietly together for a bit as I snuggled with Taehyung, letting them get some happiness before I had to deliver the news. 

Sighing wearily, I lean forward and clear my throat, handing Jungkook his hot chocolate while trying to think of the best way to let them know. 

“I have something I have to talk about with all of you, that’s part of why Jungkook is here.” I go get the files out of my bag and hand them to Taehyung. “Here, take a look.”

As Taehyung flips through them, the other two scoot closer to look over his shoulder while I explain.

“I had a meeting today with the Hekami Corp CEO. She’s actually a good friend of mine from college and agreed to do some investigating. We figured if she got caught then she would have a plausible excuse since it would be normal for her to want to look into things before agreeing to the marriage. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting much. Maybe an affair or something so we could either guilt trip Jungkook’s dad into backing off or blackmail if we were desperate. After reading these files, I want them out of the firm completely. Convince them it’s in their best interests to retire.” 

I glance over their faces, trying to gauge the mood. Taehyung’s is completely blank, Jimin looks miserable, and Jungkook is just plain furious. 

“This...this is terrible. I knew he an ass, but he’s actually aiding criminals. Kim is in on it too. Doesn’t seem like Park is, but there’s no way he could have not known something,” Jungkook shouts, waving his hands around in his anger. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll leave it up to you guys to decide what you want to do with this information. I know the lawful good reaction would be turning them in, but that would leave us with a tainted reputation and eventually all of our clients would leave. We’d be known for associating with criminals, probably suspected ourselves, and everyone in our firm would end up jobless. If you really wanted to do this perfectly by the book, we can. I will be with you every step of the way and I’m sure with our combined savings we can start again somewhere.” I look them over as I explain, observing as Jungkook clenches his fists to keep himself calm. I could practically see the raincloud above Jimin. 

“I have a...friend...that is looking into punishing all the people that your fathers were working with, so it’s not like everyone is going to get away with it. My suggestion is to meet with all three of them and suggest they retire and leave the firm in your hands. Perhaps we can have them be put on house arrest quietly in exchange for their testimonies. I can have my friend keep tabs on their activity to make sure they stay clean. ” 

Taehyung finally speaks, although it’s so low and filled with anger. I’d never heard this tone from him before, and I hope I never do again. “I’d rather have them rot in jail, but I understand what you mean. We’d be as good as blacklisted. No one would want to have us work for them if there was a chance of us being into the same shit. Your friend can legally get them put on house arrest?” 

“If they agree to rat out everyone they were working with, yeah. It’s just a matter of getting them to do so without a fight.” 

“They’ll go. They wouldn’t want to hurt their precious legacy.” Jungkook angrily scoffs as he ruffles his hair anxiously.  

“We’ll call for a meeting tomorrow and have them sit down with us and my friends that are helping. Let them know it’s either house arrest and retirement or we’ll do this publicly. I’m sorry,” I tell them, looking them all over, my heart breaking as I take in their sorrow. 

“Not your fault, sweetheart,” Taehyung sighs and brings me into his side, rubbing his head against my neck in an attempt for comfort. 

 “I think for now we should get some rest. It’s been a long day for me, and I’m sure you guys are emotionally drained right now. Jungkook, you’re free to stay over if you’d like.” 

Jungkook shakes his head and stands up after giving Jimin a kiss. “Not tonight. My head is a mess, and I need to figure some stuff out. No promises about tomorrow though,” He winks, and Jimin escorts him to the door, giving him one last hug before he leaves. 

Jimin sighs as he comes back to the couch and cuddles on the other side of me. “I can’t believe even my dad was doing all this. Well, maybe not doing it, but he didn’t stop them. I always thought he was so nice. I even asked him to help with Jungkook and me, and he said he’d do what he could. Apparently, that’s nothing.” 

“I’m sorry, baby. None of you deserve this. I’m so sorry you have to deal with this.” I croon as I try to comfort him, holding him close and kissing his neck softly. Taehyung grabs both of our hands and leads us to the bedroom, closing the door behind us to block out the rest of the world. 

───

We find ourselves in the familiar boardroom the next day, waiting for their fathers to show up. I had messaged them the moment I had woken up and requested for the three of them to attend because there was an issue. I hadn’t left any hints as to what, hoping to catch them off guard. Besides the four of us, my friend and Kihyun were also attending, promising to be witnesses in case anything went wrong. Kihyun also needed to record the meeting so he’d be able to bring in his detective friend and get a warrant. 

About ten minutes after I’d told them to be here, the three lawyers sauntered into the room. Mr. Jeon merely raised an eyebrow at the appearance of the Hekami CEO, not even bothering to acknowledge Kihyun’s presence. 

“Well, what’s the issue? I’m meeting a client in twenty minutes, so whatever it is, this needs to be quick. I’m assuming it’s something about the marriage since she’s here. Although I don’t understand what couldn’t be discussed over the phone,” he stated coldly, dropping into his chair with an unbothered air that rubbed me wrong now that I knew what he’s been up to. To think I had spent years trying to impress this man. 

I looked them over silently for a moment. Jeon and Kim sat there with their usual arrogant airs, making sure that I saw them glancing at their watches and frowning at their own children. Jimin’s dad was someone I had always liked because he’d seemed to keep a humble attitude despite his high profile job. He was taking the time to shake my friend and Kihyun’s hands before sitting down, patting Jimin’s shoulder in a friendly manner. I almost hated that I was about to take him down with the other two, but he’d proven untrustworthy as well. 

My friend cleared her throat, glancing at Mr. Jeon with an almost amused expression. “The issue, Lawyer Jeon, is that while I was doing the necessary research anyone would do before agreeing to an arranged marriage, I came across some pretty interesting info. Do you want to guess what it is?” 

“I don’t have time for guessing games. Did you expect more money or something? What’s the problem? Jungkook’s going to take over after me, so you’ll have plenty coming in from him,” Mr. Jeon says impatiently, waving as if the dismiss us all. 

“The problem is not about more money. It’s about where you’ve been getting the money. I’m well aware this firm is one of the top in the country, and you all make quite a good amount. However, the numbers didn’t quite add up, so we did some digging. You guys have been busy,” she chuckles as she throws the files onto the table in front of them. Mr. Jeon’s confident manner was slowly crumbling, although you could see where Jungkook got his stubbornness from as the older man was refusing to show any sign of worry. Kim was swallowing hard as he stared at the files as though they would jump up and bite him. Poor Mr. Park was already hanging his head in shame. 

“In fact,” she continued, as she leaned forward and pressed her hands together as she observed the lawyers,“I have quite an impressive list of hobbies you’ve all been up to with your special clients. Let’s see: fraud, bribery, insider trading, labor racketeering, embezzlement, cybercrime, copyright infringement, money laundering, identity theft, and forgery. Regular white collar master criminals.”

“You have proof beyond these papers? Because I can assure you that these alone wouldn’t stand up in court. Y/N here is a lawyer that could fabricate these with incredible ease. How do we know that she’s not simply trying to take over the firm by helping you, hmm?” Mr. Jeon sneers in my direction, trying to intimidate me with his glare. He obviously doesn’t know me as well as I thought he did if he assumed that I would go down that easy. I meet his scowl head-on, quirking an eyebrow as I lean back in my chair. 

“Mr. Jeon, we are trying to take care of this in a way that won’t destroy the firm or the boys. You worked hard to get to where you are, but somewhere along the way, you let your power go to your head. Now you’ve put not only the firm at risk but Jungkook’s very livelihood. The legacy that you spend so much time preaching to him about is going to be destroyed by your very hand. You recognize Yoo Kihyun, don’t you? I’ve brought him in to help us find a way to take care of this without destroying their lives.” I gesture to Kihyun as I explain, Mr. Jeon finally taking the time to look at him in shock. He was caught, and he knew it. Yoo Kihyun was the best Prosecuting Attorney in the city, probably the country. No one escaped him. 

 Kihyun smirks as he looks at the now nervous looking lawyer. “Personally, I would love to see you in prison. You may not have done many of these crimes yourself, but you helped. You helped destroy people’s lives all in the name of money and power. We’ve decided to present the evidence to the authorities and have you put on house arrest in exchange for your testimonies against the others involved. Any property or belongings that you own obtained by illegal means will be confiscated. You will be monitored to make sure you stay clean. If I see any evidence at all that you are keeping in contact with any of your former cohorts, I will not hesitate to bring you in and be subjected to a very public trial. It would get messy, probably destroy this firm, and sadly destroy the careers of your sons, but justice would be served. And that’s all I care about.” 

Mr. Jeon scoffs. “I’ll have you know I go golfing with the countries most powerful every damn Sunday. There’s not a judge in this city that I’m not able to buy. I’d love to see you try to take us down. You have nothing but some pieces of paper against me.” 

“That’s not all,” Mr. Park muttered softly. 

“Park, you better shut your damn mouth.” Mr. Kim growled. 

Mr. Park shook his head, glancing around the table with a sorrowful gaze, locking eyes with his son.

“I’ve kept quiet for too long. I’m so sorry, son. Your father is a weak man. I just wanted everything in the world for you and your brother. So, when these two started bragging about their side hustles and tried to get me into them, I kept quiet, afraid they’d try to push us out. I didn’t actually help them, but I didn’t stop them. I’m so sorry.” Mr. Park explained to Jimin with misty eyes. Jimin being the sweetheart he was, reached out his hand and grasped his father’s, squeezing it comfortingly. 

Mr. Park turned to Kihyun. “Lawyer Yoo, I’ll tell you everything you need to know, and I gladly accept your deal.” 

Kihyun nodded and stood up, glancing at the other two men. “Will I have to make this a public spectacle and have you dragged out of here by cops, or will you both go home without a fight?” 

Kim and Jeon glanced at each other with clenched jaws, silently debating. Once Kim’s shoulders fell in defeat, we knew it was over. 

“Excellent. You all go home. I’ll be right behind you with an officer who will fit you with your gear. Do not think of trying to run for it, that will just make things worse.” Kihyun said cheerfully, leaving no one doubting the fact that he would love nothing more than for them to try something. 

Jungkook stepped in front of his father, staring down at him with disdain. “As of this moment, I want nothing to do with you. You will have no say over my life, and I never want to see you again.” 

“Same goes for me,” Taehyung says in a flat voice as he glances at his own father. “Not that you ever really acknowledge my existence outside of work anyway, but after this I expect you to pretend we don’t know each other.” 

Kihyun herds the broken lawyers towards the door, grabbing my friend on his way out. They wave and she gestures that she’ll call later, leaving the room for just me and the boys. 

“You guys want to go home?” I ask softly as I look over the three troubled men. They all nod silently, obviously too lost in their heads right now. As I lead them to the parking lot, everyone gets in my car, even Jungkook. I don’t know how aware of his surroundings he is right now and I assume he’s merely following Jimin, needing the comfort. I have no desire to deny him that so I just keep quiet and bring him home with us.  

───

I’ve gotten all three of them fed, showered and drinking some calming tea. They are all sitting on the couch, staring unseeingly at the television. It’s more silent in this room than it has been in months and it’s slightly unnerving. 

“What do you need, sweetheart? Do you want to just head to bed? I’m sure everything will be better tomorrow.” I ask Taehyung softly as I stroke his arm. 

He shakes his head. “No, pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to sleep right now. I was thinking...could I be puppy?” 

“You want to be puppy right now? You don’t mind Jungkook seeing?” 

“No, I don’t care. I just want to be out of my head for a while, and I really need you.” 

“Okay, baby. Anything you want.” I give him a quick peck before I stand up to go get his gear. 

“Me too,” Jimin whispers softly. I look him over and mentally agree that he probably needs this too. All of us need a distraction and what better way than to remind them they are loved and adored. 

“Alright. If that’s what you guys think you need. Jungkook, what do you need?” 

His head shoots up from where he’d been staring at his hands, apparently shocked to be included in this discussion. “I’m...just going to watch if that’s okay. I’ve been a little curious ever since they told me they do this.” 

“That’s fine. You don’t have to do anything, bun. Just relax.”

“Bun?” 

���Mmhmm.” I wink at him as I stroll to the hall closet for the box of supplies. 

“Clothes off, my babies, and get into position,” I order, humming as I set the box on the coffee table, rifling through it for their tails and collars. 

Jungkook stares in awe and surprise as Taehyung and Jimin promptly follow my orders, shedding their clothes and positioning themselves on all fours as they wait for further orders. Taehyung winks shamelessly at Jungkook while Jimin blushes and avoids Jungkook’s avid gaze, choosing to watch me prepare their gear instead. Jungkook follows Jimin’s line of sight, growing curious himself about the contents of the box. He peers over my shoulder, taking in the sight of the collars, tails, and various toys contained inside. 

“It seems like you guys take this seriously. I thought it was just everyone acting silly in bed,” he finally comments as he plays with the fur on Jimin’s tail. 

“No. I mean, sometimes it’s just that. Sometimes it’s a full scene like this. A lot of the time we’re as vanilla as three people fucking can be. We’re not, like, hardcore or anything. I don’t whip them or lock them up. I haven’t joined any clubs.” I chuckle, handing him Jimin’s tail to lube up with a raised eyebrow in silent challenge. He grins and accepts it, preparing it for me silently. 

“When we do a full scene like this though, it has to be taken seriously to an extent. I can still enjoy myself, of course, but they both go fully into their headspaces.” 

“That’s subspace, right? I think Jimin’s gone into a few times with me. He said his head was fuzzy.” 

“Yeah, with this though, Jimin’s gone fully into it. He goes nonverbal sometimes, besides sounds, so he isn’t able to use a safeword or anything. When we were just starting out, Taehyung tried to use Gucci as a safeword, but honestly, it’s hard to remember that kind of stuff when they’re under. So, when they can ‘speak’ I use the color system. When they can’t, it’s up to me to check for tells, or under an emergency, they chose to take off their own collars as a sign they need to stop.”

“And what about you? Do you go into some sort of space?” 

“Mmm, sort of? It’s not like theirs. The way they tell me, it feels like they’re drunk or high and it’s only us and the way they are feeling. The rest of the world falls away, and they don’t have to worry about anything. For me, I don’t feel fuzzy or anything, which is a good thing since I have to pay attention to them, but focusing on them is a way of making the rest of the world fall away, I guess. I don’t have to worry about anything else besides making sure they are feeling good and loved. Aftercare is probably the best part for all of us. For us, that’s usually baths, snacks, and cuddling. Talking about the scene and what they wanted to try next time or take out, that kind of thing.” 

“That sounds nice, actually.” Jungkook sounds almost wistful as he watches the two men waiting patiently for me. Smirking, I think it’s only a matter of time before he’s down there with them. I’ll need to remember to look online for some gear for him, just in case. 

“Present,” I order softly as I walk over to the boys with their tails. The both of them press their faces onto the tile flooring and raise their butts up. 

“Good boys.” I croon, patting them both lightly as I put each of their tails in. I also clip on Jimin’s ears and grab their collars. 

“Is there anything specific you want to say or ask for before you get collared?”

Taehyung shakes his head no, while Jimin chews his lip before speaking up hesitantly. 

“I only want to wear my tail for the first half, while we’re getting into our spaces.” 

“Oh? You want Tae Tae to fuck you today?” 

Jimin blushes lightly, but I see the mischievous light in his eyes. The tease. 

“No. Well, maybe a little. I also want you to.” 

“A naughty little kitten went snooping, I see.” 

“I’m sorry. I saw the bag in the bedroom, and I remembered us talking about it. I really want you to do it,” Jimin answers excitedly, his cock twitching underneath him in agreement. 

Pleased and amused, I nod in agreement and lean in for a quick peck. 

“I’m lost. Do what?” Jungkook asks, his nose scrunching in an adorable way that really makes him look like a little bunny. 

“Mmm, Kitten wasn’t happy with just two real cocks fucking him. He wants me to, as well. So I went out and got the most realistic strap I could find because only the best will do for my baby. Did you see the little surprise feature as well?” 

Jimin’s eyes widen as he shakes his head no. Even Taehyung looks invested. 

“It’s a squirting dildo. So when I fuck you, I can fill you up nicely too.” 

Jimin moans lowly, practically growling he’s so pleased. 

“Oh my god, I love you.” 

“Maybe one of these days when we’re feeling really nasty, we can have the boys fill it up with the real stuff for you. Would you like that? Being fucked by me until you’re full of everyone’s cum?” 

Jimin whines and leans towards me to beg for a kiss. I decide to tease him instead, just running my tongue across his bottom lip and nipping it once before I pull away. 

“Such a dirty little kitten,” I murmur softly as I pet Jimin’s hair. 

“Fuck.” 

“You okay there, Jungkook?” I glance behind me at the whispered curse, quirking an eyebrow in amusement at his glazed expression. 

“I don’t think he believed me when I told him what you were like. He’s learned his lesson, and I don’t think he minds.” Taehyung snickers and gestures with his head towards the bulging front of Jungkook’s jeans. 

“Sure you don’t want to join?” I ask, smirking at his deepening blush. 

“I...umm. No?” 

“Are you asking me if you want to?” 

His mouth opens and closes a few times like he’s trying to figure out how to respond. I decide to take pity on him. 

“It’s okay, Jungkook. I’m just teasing you. Just sit back and relax. It’s going to be tame for a bit, anyway.” 

He quickly nods and goes back to observing, although I note that one of my couch pillows is now covering his lap. I turn my attention back to the other two, giving them each a comforting peck before I grab their collars. I decide to start with Jimin first, settling in front of him with his black and pink collar. 

“Jimin, tell me your colors then I’ll collar you,” I demand softly, holding the lace up to his neck. 

“Green is good, yellow is pause, red is stop,” he answers quickly before he angles his neck towards me.

“Good boy. Here you go, Kitten.” 

I drape his collar around him and whisper a quick I love you near his ear then move to Taehyung and do the same for him. Before I can pull away, he takes the initiative and claims my lips in a hard kiss, slipping his sneaky tongue in before I push him away with a giggle. He grins broadly, thoroughly pleased with himself. 

I move back to the box, humming as I rifle through it, finally bringing out one of the hairbrushes I’d stashed inside. I grab a cushion and make myself comfortable in front of them, then begin tenderly brushing Taehyung’s hair. I try to make Jimin’s wait less lonely for him by occasionally reaching over to pet his hair a bit, but he’s used being a good boy and waiting his turn. I hear a rustle and glance over to see Jungkook leaning forward and watching with interest and obviously confused. He’d probably thought we’d go straight to fucking. I grin and take a moment to explain. 

“It’s part of getting them into their petspace. We do different things, depending on what they ask for. Sometimes it’s actual playtime with toys and everything. Sometimes it’s walking them around the house on a leash or feeding them out of their pet bowls. Today, since they didn’t request anything specific, I figured that with everything happening, what they could use the most is some pampering. So, I’m going to groom them while they begin to fall into their roles in their minds.” 

“That sounds good. Can I...help you? I’m not ready for the other stuff, but I can handle grooming, I think.” Jungkook asks tentatively. 

“Sure, bun. There’s another brush in the box. You can take care of Jiminie.” 

Jungkook looks at me funny when I try the nickname again, but I merely chuckle. He grabs the brush from the box and kneels in front of Jimin, sitting on his shins. He holds the brush above Jimin’s head but hesitates for a moment, looking unsure. Before I can make a snarky comment about forgetting him how to brush, Jimin cocks an eyebrow at Jungkook in a silent dare. Jungkook huffs and starts brushing Jimin’s hair slowly, never able to turn down a challenge. Jimin smiles to himself, apparently used to playing Jungkook like a fiddle, and eventually I see him slowly relaxing, all the previous tension melting away. 

“Holy shit, he’s actually purring,” Jungkook exclaims as the rattling in Jimin’s chest becomes a little louder. I huff in fake annoyance, grinning at the cheeky little kitten. 

“Yeah, he started that up last month. I think the little shit started practicing outside of scenes just to surprise me. It’s adorable, isn’t it? Sounds almost realistic.” Jungkook smiles and nods as he stares down at Jimin fondly. 

 “Jungkook, can you hand me the body oil in there? It’s the purple bottle.” 

“Yeah,” he jumps up and grabs the bottle from the box, bringing it to his nose. 

“Oh wow, that smells good. Lavender?” 

“Yeah, it’s calming. Helps them relax and fall deeper into their space, and it’s safe for sensitive areas too,” I explain with a wiggle of my eyebrows as I accept the proffered bottle. I pour a generous amount into my hands and rub it around a bit to warm before I start massaging it into Taehyung’s back. He groans loudly, loving the attention. 

“So, just rub it on while they hold this position?” Jungkook picks up the bottle, looking between it and Jimin, then to me for confirmation. 

“Yup. They’re used to it. Just tell him ‘up’ when you’re ready to get his chest. And try not to get any on the tail fur. It’s a bitch to clean out without ruining it.” 

Jungkook watches me as I move from Taehyung’s back to his arms and legs, following my movements on Jimin, who is surprisingly still purring. I’ve never heard him keep it up this long, so I’m convinced he’s just being cute and putting on a show for Jungkook. I suspect that same reason is why Taehyung is so well behaved and barely moving as I rub him down. He usually tries to sneak in kisses or knock me over to nip at my neck. They are both trying to show off for Jungkook, and it’s frankly adorable. 

Eventually, I decide it’s time to see how far into it they are.

“Feeling good, Tae Tae?” I’m answered with a cute little whine as he leans in for more rubbing, signaling that Taehyung is fully immersed in his role. 

“How about you, Jiminie? Kookie making you feel nice?” I ask, peering over to get a better look at him. He answers with a tiny mewl that I’ve literally walked in on him practicing, but I know from the slightly dazed look in his eyes that he’s ready. 

“Holy shit, that was so cute,” Jungkook whines. I giggle and nod in agreement before I turn back to Taehyung.

“Up, Tae Tae,” I demand as I put more oil on my hands.

Taehyung immediately sits on his shins and places his hands palms down on his thighs. Jungkook watches as I rub more of the oil into Taehyung’s chest before he turns back to Jimin and gives him the same request. Jimin falls into the same position. 

I move my oiled hands further down Taehyung’s body and wrap them around his cock, stroking slowly until it’s fully hard and beginning to drip. Taehyung whimpers and clenches his hands into his thighs as he attempts to hold back from touching me. Jungkook watches nervously but interested. 

“Should I...Jimin, do you want me to do that too?” He asks softly, and Jimin answers with a silent nod, licking his lips. 

“Jungkook, you really don’t need to be scared. It’s not like it’s your first time with either of them,” I tell him, grinning a bit at how cute he’s being as he tentatively strokes Jimin. 

“I know. I’m not...scared. I’m just worried I’ll mess something up,” he grumbles. 

“You’ll be fine. He looks like he’s having fun.” I smirk at Jimin’s enjoyment as he is basically fucking himself into Jungkook’s hand. He’s completely taking advantage of Jungkook’s lack of knowledge to move as he pleases. “Just don’t hesitate so much or he’ll start worrying that you’re getting freaked out by him acting that way and that could make him drop. Not a good thing, trust me.” 

His eyes widen, and he is quick to assure Jimin. “I’m not freaked out, I promise. It’s cute as hell and kinda hot, to be honest,” Jimin mewls softly and braces himself with his hands on Jungkook’s shoulders to move into Jungkook’s hands faster. The brief look he spares me shows he’s waiting to see if someone is going to stop him. I’ll let him have his fun today. 

“Down Tae Tae.” Taehyung falls back onto his hands and knees at my order, his eyes burning with lust and his poor lips red from him chewing on them. 

“You just don’t see yourself in the handler role though, right?” I ask Jungkook as he orders the now panting Jimin back into position as well. 

“Uh, I mean. I don’t know. Maybe.” 

“Mmm, you’re probably due for some pampering yourself, huh?” 

Jungkook’s face is bright red as he looks between the boys and me, no doubt seeing himself in their place now. Judging by the strangled whimper that escapes him, I’ve judged rightly, but I don’t want to scare him off. 

“It’s okay, Jungkook. It’s cute. There’s no need for you to decide anything today. Just learn from the experience, and you can think more about it later. I can tell you that I would absolutely love to take care of you too if you wanted me too,” I assure him softly as he gulps and licks his lips.  

“Really, like what you do for them? A pet?” It’s said almost like a sneer, but judging by the panicked look after the words left his mouth, he didn’t mean it that way.

I shrug, not insulted because I know he’s still processing,“If you wanted. It’s all about what makes everyone comfortable and feeling good. Again, we don’t do this all the time, but when we do, they have fun. It’s all about making them feel loved and cherished, and if they get an orgasm out of it, even better. They’ve gone into their spaces just to play before, no sex, and came out perfectly happy and relaxed.” 

Jungkook nods in understanding, relaxing a bit, and I turn my attention back to the boys. 

“What do you want to do now, my babies? You wanna play or maybe have a treat? I still have those cookie treats I made you.” 

Jimin mewls and plants his face cheek down on the carpet, waving his backside and making his tail sway. 

I chuckle and stroke his cheek. “Kitten just wants someone inside of him already, huh? Do you want to put on a show for Kookie and let him see what a good kitten you are?” Jimin purrs and buts his head into my hand, peering up at me mischievously. 

“I’m going to go get ready, you can keep an eye on them for a few moments, right bun?” I ask Jungkook as I pull out Jimin’s tail and add more lube to the now stretched hole. 

He looks horrified by the prospect, but nods. Apparently, he still hasn’t grasped the fact that these are still the same two people he’s been with many times before. Perhaps a few moments with those two unsupervised will lead to a couple of naughty pets taking full advantage of being given free rein. Judging by the calculating look in my Kitten’s eyes, and the fact that Taehyung will go along with whatever Jimin wants, I’m sure Jungkook will come around soon enough. 

“Mount,” I order Taehyung, who smiles happily at me before crawling over to Jimin.

 He sneaks in a few kisses on Jimin’s thighs before draping himself over his back and slowly entering him from behind. Taehyung stares at me as his lips part in a silent moan once he bottoms out. He turns and watches himself pull back out slowly before slamming back inside, Jimin beginning to whimper underneath him. With a grin I walk away, snickering at Jungkook’s rapt gaze on the two in front of him. 

The harness I had ordered was an interesting piece that was basically reinforced underwear meant to hold a dildo. I’d ordered two new toys to go with it, one that was reviewed to be the most realistic on the market, and another that you filled with lube or a specialty product to simulate cum. While it made me a little sad I couldn’t give him the real deal myself, this was the next best thing. I strip myself of everything then slide on just the harness, adjusting the squirting dildo in the provided hole. I look down at myself, giggling a little as I play with the toy and try to get acclimated to the feeling of it being there. I pause to take one last look at myself in the full-length mirror against the door, fluffing my hair a bit.

I was a little nervous. Pegging Jimin would be fun, I’m sure, but this is my first time doing it, and I have the two men out there for him to compare me against as well. The fact that this will be the first time Jungkook has seen me naked is, of course, the other reason. I take a chance to breathe a few times deeply before throwing back my shoulders and strolling out to the hallway like I didn’t have a care in the world. 

Once I reach the end of the hallway, gravelly moans and the delightful sound of messy slurping reach my ears, and I smirk to myself knowing that my Kitten did precisely as I thought he would. Sure enough, as I walk into the living room, I see new bits of clothing thrown around the room, most notably Jungkook’s pants and boxers. 

I prop my hip up against the back of the couch as I take in the scene, the boys too busy to notice I’m back yet. Taehyung is still fucking Jimin doggystyle, but they’ve moved closer to the couch. Jimin was sucking Jungkook’s surprisingly large cock, his plump lips wrapped around him so beautifully as spit drooled down his chin. He finally looked up and noticed me, whining needily. 

“Now, Jiminie, what have I told you about talking with your mouth full?” I tease with a smile as I walk around the couch to let them see. 

Jimin pulls off and mewls loudly, opening his mouth for me. I sit next to Jungkook on the couch, his desperate panting touching my skin with hot air when he turns his head to stare at me. Jungkook surveys me from head to toe open-mouthed, his eyes only pausing once to stare at my breasts for a few moments before latching onto the toy that was attached to me.

“Beautiful,” he whispers, then leans back, watching underneath his lashes as Jimin scoots over to me. 

“I see you were busy, Kitten. Do you want mine too? I ask, waving it teasingly in front of him. He’s quick to latch on, bobbing on it as enthusiastically as he’d been before. I had to admit he looked beautiful from this view, with his full lips wrapped around the toy as he watched my reactions coyly. 

“A cockslut, even for the fake ones,’ Jungkook huff a laugh, still sounding a little out of breath. Jimin moaned around the toy, and I could feel the vibrations in my thighs. 

Jungkook and I shared a small smile before I turned to watch Taehyung. He was struggling to hold on, a little bit of sweat had built on his forehead, and he was gritting his teeth. However, he knew better than to come without permission. 

“Tae Tae. Stop,” I order softly, and he pauses, only clenching his fingers into Jimin’s ass to try to hold on. “You have a couple choices, baby. You can cum in Jiminie right now or hold off and fuck me when I’m done with him. It’s up to you.” 

Taehyung is struggling so hard, I can tell he’s trying to think through the fuzzy brain and the fact that he was already inside something. Finally, after what seemed forever, he pulls out of Jimin with a deep whine, falling back onto the floor. He grabs his dick, squeezing hard and closing his eyes to bring himself back down a bit. 

“What a sweet boy. Good Job, Tae Tae.” I praise as I pull out of Jimin’s mouth. 

“You ready for me, kitten?” I murmur as I get up and take Taehyung’s place. He purrs and looks behind him, smirking as I lube the toy up. 

“Look at you, baby. Tae Tae opened you up for me nicely.”

I slide the toy in easily, not that surprising considering it’s smaller than Taehyung. I pull out slowly, admiring the view before I begin bucking my hips into him as hard as I can. Because that’s me inside Jimin, making him whimper. Well, a toy, but I still feel powerful. Taehyung comes behind me and grabs both of my hips to help me go even harder because our kitten likes being fucked. I should have reprimanded Tae for doing what he wanted, but I was too caught up in the fact that it was me making Jimin scream in ecstasy. 

“Shit, look at his face. You’re fucking him so good,” Jungkook groans as he lightly strokes his cock, staring at Jimin’s face as tears begin to fall. Neither of them are going to last much longer. 

“Kitten, don’t neglect Kookie. Swallow everything he gives you.” I push Jimin forward a little as Jungkook quickly scoots forward and shoves his cock into Jimin’s waiting mouth with a relieved groan. 

With Jungkook being as excited as he was, it didn’t take long. Jimin took him all the way into his throat and swallowed. Jungkook dug his hands into Jimin’s hair and came with a shout, bucking shallowing as he came down. Taehyung backs off and sits behind me.

Jimin pulled off with a wet pop and leaned up a bit to grab onto the couch, his tear-stained face looking over his shoulder at me as he whimpers. 

“You can cum whenever you’re ready, Kitten.” I grab the pump on the side of my harness, squeezing it until the toy shoots all the liquid into Jimin.

And that was all he was waiting for because I only had to rock into him twice before his hips started bucking and he came with a loud cry, dripping all over the floor. I pull out and pet his back, debating whether I should make him clean it up, but I decide I’ll let him off easy today. 

All of a sudden, I feel Taehyung’s heat at my back again as he drapes himself across me and nuzzles into my neck, seeking permission. 

“Go ahead, puppy. Mount.” 

Taehyung is quick to follow instructions and slides in easily with me being soaking from the excitement of fucking Jimin. He doesn’t ease into it, desperately pounding into me as he tries to reach the high I’d brought him down from earlier. From my spot, I can see Jungkook and Jimin cuddling. Jimin watching us with a fond look as he purrs, Jungkook watching with eyes full of lust and fascination, his cock raising back to attention. I was a little impressed with his refractory period.  

Taehyung must have noticed it as well because soon enough he was scooting me forward and I found myself in the same position that Jimin had been in just a few moments ago. Jimin smirks down at me and grabs Jungkook’s cock, angling it towards my face. 

“Please,” Jungkook whimpers hoarsely. 

Not giving myself time to overthink, I went for it, wrapping my lips around him quickly. Taehyung’s constant pounding behind me pushed me further onto Jungkook’s cock, making it easy work. I hollow my cheeks and let the saliva run free as Jungkook threads his hands in my hair. It only takes a couple minutes before his fingers tighten and he cums in my mouth. He’s more bitter than Jimin, but it isn’t horrible. I pull off and grin at the sated man as he slumps into the couch, pulling Jimin towards him and smiling softly at me. 

Taehyung leans down and bites my neck like he’s trying to remind me he’s still balls deep, as if I could forget. He reaches under me and begins rubbing and pinching my clit, and I know he’s desperate to cum if he’s trying to get me there faster. 

I can feel my own body tightening and I know I’m not going to last much longer myself. 

“Cum, puppy. Fill me up, baby.” Taehyung whines and somehow goes even faster, slamming into my pussy with so much force I have to grab onto the couch for leverage. With one last slam of his hips, he stills, pouring into me. As I feel him trembling and twitching inside of me, I allow myself to fall, cumming with a high moan. Taehyung whimpers as my pussy flutters with aftershocks on his sensitive dick and he pulls out. Breathing heavily, I slump against the couch, and Taehyung gathers me up in his sweaty arms, giggling when I crinkle my nose at the smell. 

“Jungkook, help me take their collars off?” I ask breathily, undoing the fastening on Taehyungs. Jungkook does the same for Jimin and throws it in the direction of the box, not quite making it, but we were all too tired to care. 

“Is everyone good? No one’s hurting, everyone is feeling nice?” I drag myself up onto the couch next to Jungkook, and Tae is right next to me, snuggling in. 

“I’m amazing. I can’t believe you’ve never done that before. You fucked me so well!” Jimin gushes, reaching a leg across Jungkook’s lap to touch me since he was too lazy to move right now. 

I pat his foot, chuckling. “Taehyung helped a bit. We’ll have to work on my core more to handle fucking you like you want, sweetheart.” 

“I can help with that,” Jungkook says as he fights back a yawn. 

“I bet you could muscle bunny. Hey, you look too tired to drive. You wanna stay over? We have a guest room if you want.” I offer as I stand up and pull Taehyung up with me. 

Jungkook glances at me shyly, chewing his lip in thought. 

“I’ll stay over, yeah. But...can I...stay with you guys?” 

“Really?” I look down at him in surprise. “We’d love to have you join us if you want. It’s bathtime right now though, so if you want to sleep in my bed, you’ll join us.” 

Jungkook nods happily, following behind the three of us as we make the familiar trek to our big tub. Jungkook picks a nighttime bath bomb before climbing in, and they all start playing with the colorful suds like overgrown children. Once everyone is clean and refreshed, we head to the bedroom. Taehung lends Jungkook some sweats, and we all start getting comfortable on the bed, except for Jungkook. He stands at the end, observing us all take our places. Eventually, he seems to have picked a spot as he slides in between Jimin and me, giggling as Jimin grumbles about being pushed around. 

I lay back with a sigh, letting myself be engulfed in the warmth and comfort. Honestly, it was a bit like being in bed with the Kraken, but it was still lovely. 

“Hey,” Jungkook whispers near my ear as he turns his whole body towards me. I follow suit, even though we couldn’t see each other well with only moonlight. “Can I try something?” 

“Mmmhmm,” I mumble, still halfway to sleep. 

Jungkook’s lips are suddenly on mine, slightly wet like he’d licked them before, but soft and tender. Questioning, like he was trying to picture doing this a lot. He’s kissed me before, but I got it. This time it was with the future in mind. 

Finally, he backs away, sighing contentedly. “I think I want this.” 

“Jungkookie’s going to stay forever!” Taehyung yells enthusiastically, and I shush him as the other two giggle. 

Eventually, their breathing begins to even out as I lay there listening to them falling asleep, thinking to myself. I am so content and happy right now, and I can only hope that I can do the same for them. 

Taehyung falls onto the ground with a loud thump, grumbling a bit before he’s quickly back to snoring. 

I’m also going to need a bigger bed. 

#kwriterskollection #kpopwritingnet #btswriters #bts #bts smut #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #taehyung fic #jimin fic #jungkook fic #kpop fanfiction #taehyung smut #jimin smut #jungkook smut

[ugh-supersoldiers]

Haven

MASTERLIST

Characters: Steve x reader

Summary: For so long you’d believed that nothing could keep your nightmares at bay, then one Steve Rogers stumbles into your room after hearing your scream yourself awake and makes it his mission to be your safe haven.

Warnings: Mention of nightmares, some angst, lotso tears, happy ending, some cute supportive fluff

Words: 1962

A/N: Since Baby got such amazing results I figure I should probably keep the fics coming :)

It was normal in your world to wake up terrified. Images of blood and horror still flashing in your brain despite your open eyes seeing the pale blue walls of your bedroom.

The light from a nearby building illuminated the space you were in. Dresser and mirror to the left, bedroom door dead ahead, a few articles of clothing resting on the chair at the desk to the right.

It’s your room. Relax.

But you couldn’t, it was impossible given the things you’d just seen.

Your past before you were an avenger was something you didn’t like to speak about, and your teammates respected that. The past is the past, you explained to them, there’s no sense in bringing it up if it’s dead and gone. And you firmly believed that, but no matter how badly you wanted to move on your mind got the better of you at night.

You’d pretty much been able to get away with the nightmares and not wake any of the others since you’d arrived in the tower, but one Steve Rogers had decided to move onto the same floor as Bucky within the last week. Bucky’s floor was your floor, and his room was directly across from yours. Steve was now your new neighbor.

The soft knock on your door nearly made your shriek again, but you clamped your hand back onto your mouth before the scream could leave your throat. Taking a deep breath you calmed yourself for a moment, before addressing the only person who had ever woken up to your nightmares before.

“Sorry, Buck. This one wasn’t so bad,” You lied, “Didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to bed.”

“It’s not Bucky.”

Steve.

It was no secret that your feelings for the super soldier had grown beyond friendship since you came to the tower about a year ago, even though you tried to deny those feelings as much as you could. Feelings were weakness, that’s what you’d been told your whole life. Feelings made things sloppy, and you couldn’t afford sloppiness in either your previous or current line of work.

“I’m fine, Steve, really. I’m sorry for waking you, I’ll be quiet.” You said, trying to keep your voice steady as you cursed yourself for being so weak.

“(Y/N),” He said, his voice almost pleading, “Please let me in.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose as guilt bled into your brain. Steve cared about you in a different way then the others, you could see that easily, but opening the door to him wasn’t as easy as it sounded. You had no reason not to trust him, in fact you had every reason to trust him, but your mind was yelling at you to keep the door closed shut.

“I-I don’t really think I can.” You squeaked.

It was in part because it felt like your knees would buckle if you even tried to get out of your bed, but it was mostly because you were afraid to have him see you so vulnerable.

“I know you’re hurting in there and it’s killing me to be locked out,” Steve’s voice was soft and alluring, a siren call to your ears, “Sweetheart, please. I gotta know that you’re okay.”

How he could call you such a name after knowing all that you’ve done in your life was a mystery you would never solve. Steve was the one who recruited you. He brought your file to Fury himself. He had read every word of it and still looked at you like you were a saint.

Because in his eyes, you were.

Steve saw you as a woman who was hard to get to know, but once you were in - you were in. You were a girl who would lend kindness and compassion to everyone she met in a world that had shown her anything but. You were beautiful, clever, and one hell of a badass when it counted. But you had a softness that Steve hadn’t seen and he desperately wanted to. He wanted to be the arms you ran into when you woke up like this, and now was his chance.

You sniffled, closing your eyes tightly and blocking out the headache that pounded in your temples. The rational side of your mind was screaming at you to not get out of the bed, to not open the door, to not cry in front of him and let him see you. But the other half of you felt scared and needy for the comfort you knew would give you, and that half was winning.

Steve’s forehead was pressed against your door, his arm above him as he listened carefully to the sound of your feet padding along the hardwood floor of your room. He tried to calm his racing heart at the noise, but he couldn’t. You were actually going to open the door.

He’d never been so excited to hear a door unlock in his life. And as you swung it open he was sure he was staring at a fallen angel.

Your hair was in a messy braid, falling in front of your face in few loose strands here and there. You were clad in a pair of grey sweatpants and a loose pink shirt with a blanket from your bed around your shoulders. Your face was clean of even a trace of makeup, your hand shooting up to wipe away a stray tear that had fallen.

“Hi.” You whispered, avoiding his eyes.

“Hey.” He said back, a sympathetic smile on his face.

“I’m sorry for waking you up, Steve. Really I’m fine, it was just a nightmare-”

“Shh,” He hushed you and your eyes snapped up to his, “It’s not just a nightmare if it’s gotten you so upset.”

He reached out to place a hand on your arm, his eyes holding concern to a level you’d never been the subject of before. You weren’t sure if it was the late hour, your shaken up state, or Steve’s kindness that made you break, but the only thing that really matter was that you did.

In an instant, your knees collapsed under you and you broke into sobs. Steve was quick like he always was, catching you in his arms and pulling you into his chest, carding his deft fingers through your hair gently.

You were both on your knees as a result of your fall. Steve was much bigger than you, his body like a shield from the world that you burrowed into.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). You’re okay.”

His whispered words only made you cry harder. No one had ever been as supportive of you as he had. No one had your back like he did . No one loved you like he could.

And God did Steve Rogers ever love you.

He loved you so much it physically hurt him to look at you and know you weren’t his. But holding you in his arms, protecting you like he was, felt like the closest thing to heaven he’d ever experienced.

“Come on, darlin’, it’s okay.” He said to you, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you back to your bed.

You wanted to scream at him that it wasn’t okay, that nothing could ever be okay with a past like yours, that he should drop you and run as far away as he could, but all you could do was cry.

As much as Steve believed you were his angel, you believed he was yours. Crafted by God himself, he was the most caring, generous and brave man you had ever met in your life. All he was missing was the halo.

He reached the edge of your bed and sat down, cradling you in his lap. You felt ashamed to need such consoling and Steve sensed it, so he took action immediately.

Reaching forward with his index finger he gently tilted your chin so you were forced to look at him. You’d always loved his eyes. They were so blue, so expressive. They were beautiful, and if your voice wasn’t choked up, you just might have told him that.

“I will never let anyone hurt you.”

The strangled cry that left your throat hurt him too much to express, but his words didn’t add to the pain like he feared, they were the only thing keeping you strong enough to fight off your demons.

You curled back into his chest, feeling him tighten his arms around you with a fierce protectiveness. You felt safe. You never felt safe unless it was with him.

Your fist held his t shirt tightly in its grasp - a death grip to keep you grounded, to remind you that he was real and he was here fighting this with you. A part of you hoped he always would be.

Steve rocked you gently back and forth, rubbing your back and resting his chin on the crown of your head, occasionally dropping his lips down to press a gently kiss to it. He let you cry until you had no tears left, he let you cry until the exhaustion took over and your eyes began to close. By the time the last tear had fallen from your eyes, your entire body felt as if it was being weighed down by sandbags, and at the same time you felt a weight lifted from your shoulders.

You felt him shift you off of his lap and into your bed, tucking you until the covers and stroking your hair from your face. You couldn’t remember a time when someone had been so caring towards you.

His warm lips pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead before his warmth retreated. Suddenly, a wave of panic washed over you. You didn’t want him to leave, not now, not after everything he’d seen.

Your hand shot out to catch his wrist before he could turn away.

“Stay.” You whispered, almost a plea, “I need you to stay with me.”

His breath passed from his lips in a gently sigh, the idea of being able to spend the night with you in his arms making his knees weak.

Steve Rogers wanted nothing more than to call you his, to spent the rest of his nights calming every nightmare you had, to see this side of you that no one else was allowed to see. He needed you like he needed oxygen, and when he slipped under the covers of your bed and pulled you close to him he knew his love for you was as natural as his need to breathe.

“Thank you.” You murmured into his chest, breathing in the scent of sandalwood that was always on his skin.

“Don’t thank me, I want to be here.”

His large hands traced comforting patterns on your back, and he felt you smile against him.

“I want you to be here too.”

“Leave your door unlocked tomorrow night, okay darlin’? I wanna be able to wake you up if I hear you struggling again.”

His words made you want to kiss him, but your exhausted body prevented you from even trying.

“Okay.” You whispered, “Thank you for being my safe place.”

He was brought to silence, he had no words that could possibly formulate a half decent response to thank you for what you’d just said. He only held you tighter.

“(Y/N)?” Steve asked after a few moments of silence.

He was satisfied when the only noise he heard in reply was the steady sound of your breathing and soon sleep was drawing at his mind as well.

“I just wanted to say,” He whispered, even though you couldn’t hear a word, “I love you more than anything, and I will always be your safe place.”

#steve x reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #captain america #captain america x reader #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #winter soldier x reader

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by Amane8009

Do You like Bakugou Katsuki from BNHA?

Do you constantly want to jump that fine toned booty?

Well look no further, this is where all your wet and wild dreams will come true~! :D

This is a collection of one shots to the occasional mini series with more than one part.

Most of the stories will focus on Bakugou Katsuki, but sometimes I might mix in another character I feel like writing about.

Most chapters will contain descriptive smut. But I tend to use a key for my chapters that go like this: (F) - Fluff (A) - Angst (L) - Lemon/smut (Au) - Alternate Universes

If it's a mini series they will be marked in (p)'s like p2 p3 p4 - Meaning part 2, part 3, part 4. (No mini series will exceed more than 5/6 parts tops)

This book will include the occasional threesome, Yaoi, and Yuri. There will be warnings for these types of things on the appropriate chapters.

Words: 2711, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou, Asui Tsuyu, Ashido Mina, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader

Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Romance, Angst, Alternate Universe, AU, Porn With Plot, Lotso Kinks, collection of oneshots, A few mini series, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Rough Oral Sex, Yaoi, Yuri, Threesomes, Public Sex, Blowjobs, Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, neko, Anal Sex, Werewolf, bisexual reader, Bisexual Female Character

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #fanfic

[ao3feed-yurionice]

Melodies Of DreamLand(Various x Reader)

by Amane8009

This will be a miscellaneous anime smut book! Mostly consists of One-shots.

Sometimes I'll feel like writing shots for others characters from various anime, when I feel inspiration or just find a new guy/girl to drool over that needs some lovin'!~ :3

If you don't like mature content this is not the book for you, warnings will be on every chapter.

Words: 217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), Assassination Classroom, Multi-Fandom, Tokyo Ghoul, Haikyuu!!, One Piece, 殺戮の天使 | Satsuriku no Tenshi | Angels of Death (Anime), InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale, Katekyou Hitman Reborn!, Mystic Messenger (Video Game), Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Hellsing, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Hunter X Hunter, Durarara!!, Fairy Tail, Fruits Basket, ワンパンマン | One-Punch Man, Undertale (Video Game)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Characters: Yuri Plisetsky, Akabane Karma, Kamishiro Rize, Kirishima Ayato, Kuroo Tetsurou, Haiba Lev, Hinata Shouyou, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Sesshoumaru (InuYasha), Isaac "Zack" Foster, Choi Saeran, Zen | Ryu Hyun, Rokudou Mukuro, Byakuran (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Kaitou Sai(neuro), Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Alucard (Hellsing), Orihara Izaya, Killua Zoldyck, Jellal Fernandes, Sohma Kyou, Genos (One-Punch Man), Sonic (One-Punch Man), Saitama (One-Punch Man), Sans (Undertale)

Additional Tags: Romance, Fluff and Smut, Lotso sex, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Public Sex, AU, Alternate Universe, Anal Sex, lake sex, Vampire Sex, Bondage

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/19020061

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #yuri on ice

[ao3feed-haikyuu]

Melodies Of DreamLand(Various x Reader)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MhmRbF

by Amane8009

This will be a miscellaneous anime smut book! Mostly consists of One-shots.

Sometimes I'll feel like writing shots for others characters from various anime, when I feel inspiration or just find a new guy/girl to drool over that needs some lovin'!~ :3

If you don't like mature content this is not the book for you, warnings will be on every chapter.

Words: 217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), Assassination Classroom, Multi-Fandom, Tokyo Ghoul, Haikyuu!!, One Piece, 殺戮の天使 | Satsuriku no Tenshi | Angels of Death (Anime), InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale, Katekyou Hitman Reborn!, Mystic Messenger (Video Game), Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Hellsing, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Hunter X Hunter, Durarara!!, Fairy Tail, Fruits Basket, ワンパンマン | One-Punch Man, Undertale (Video Game)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Characters: Yuri Plisetsky, Akabane Karma, Kamishiro Rize, Kirishima Ayato, Kuroo Tetsurou, Haiba Lev, Hinata Shouyou, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Sesshoumaru (InuYasha), Isaac "Zack" Foster, Choi Saeran, Zen | Ryu Hyun, Rokudou Mukuro, Byakuran (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Kaitou Sai(neuro), Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Alucard (Hellsing), Orihara Izaya, Killua Zoldyck, Jellal Fernandes, Sohma Kyou, Genos (One-Punch Man), Sonic (One-Punch Man), Saitama (One-Punch Man), Sans (Undertale)

Additional Tags: Romance, Fluff and Smut, Lotso sex, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Public Sex, AU, Alternate Universe, Anal Sex, lake sex, Vampire Sex, Bondage

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MhmRbF

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #hq #ao3feed #fanfic #haikyu #ハイキュー!!

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do you care about priest AUs at all? because I’ve been avoiding them for as long as I can remember and recently made one exception that changed my worldview lol. just the most amazing x reader fic about a priest consumed with lust for a person equally as horny for him with a tension filled argument inside the confessional ending in a smut scene. so good. opened my eyes to the trope fr

I loveeee priest au's XD I just don't really run in fandoms that utilise them that often 😅 BUT I AM SO INTRIGUED XD The thought if a repressed or even corruption priest taking advantage of his post??? 😏 Haha XD I've also been known to consider nun/nun au's *cough* Sorry I'm a whore-

(Some that i can think of right now) Characters I'd love to write priest au's for:

Freddy Krueger (I mean come on. I'm shocked he never did this in the movies) or possibly Inkubus.

Bo Sinclair (😏😏😏 eh?)

Greasy Weasel (look me in the eye and tell me he wouldn't try it)

Lotso

Frollo

'Granny' Wolf (From Happily N'ever After)

Alameda Slim

Captain Hook

... Beetlejuice? 😏

Count Olaf XD (CAN YOU IMAGINE??)

Offenderman

Jeff The Killer

#let me know any characters you think would be good in a proest au!! XDD #i'm in the mood for that now haha 😅😅😆😆

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Thinking about your virgin post, who would be most caring for a virgin s/o?

Second to that, how would they feel about an

s/o that's phenomenal in bed?

This was a while ago, I'm so sorry! I assume you mean the Disney Villains tho? If its the horror villains you meant then let me know and I'm happy to do the same thing for them! ^^

Most Caring Disney Villains towards a Virgin Reader:

These would be the most actively caring of the bunch, if reader decided they wanted this villain to have sex with them- I have not included those who are perfectly content with keeping things this way (Hook and the Queen of Hearts fit in that category).

Dr Facilier, Horned King (He cant be scaring off or breaking his chosen mate, okay? No. Unacceptable), SILVER!!, I know I wasn't including Pixar villains last time but- Lotso, Shan Yu, Stupid, Ursula and Wheezy.

Yeah... slim pickings, I know. But they're villains, remember! 😅 Keep in mind though, that this doesn't mean that all the rest would be mean per say- no. Some of them find it cute that you're a virgin and will be gentle, but are more teasing then caring (Slim, Mal, Shere Khan, etc). Then there are villains that will be annoyed with having to go slow at all but will be, simply because you're there S/O and they love you (Not because you're a virgin. Because you're you. These are like, the Evil Queen, Jafar and Hades, etc). And then there are some who are just like... regular level nice to you during you First Time, because if they weren't then they would be scum. The ones listed above are the ones who's hearts are just a liiiittle bigger then the rest when it comes to this particular topic. Look, what can I say? People are complex XD Fictional villains considerably less so, sure... but still complicated, yep 😅

As for the second one... I have categories XD Of course-

Disney Villains x Reader || Reactions

Topic: An S/O who is phenomenal at sex.

Warnings: Sex.

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Hell yes. We gotta start immediately- : Greasy Weasel ("Smartass I'm taking a personal day, for a week. You cant ask me why... but- " "I don't wanna know."), Hades, and 'Sideburns' Stabbington.

Hell yessss- teach me: McLeach (He doesn't know what he's doing, but he knows this is a good thing, for sure XDD) and Oogie Boogie.

Good, that means I don't have to teach you anything: Cruella De Vil (She's the one this category was made to accommodate XD), Evil Queen, Lady Tremaine, Rourke, Queen Narrissa, Sykes ("How about we run a little test now, huh?"), and Yzma.

Oh cool ^^ : Alameda Slim, Captain Hook (Pretty indifferent towards the pursuit of sex but if you can make him feel awesome then that's a bonus XD), Dr Facilier, Long John Silver, Maleficent (Like, that will be handy. If she decides to try this), Scar (Same), 'Patchy' Stabbington, Stupid Weasel (He's like 'Oh same!!'), and Wheezy Weasel.

Oh you think you're good?? Ha... well we'll see, wont we?: Mother Gothel, Professor Ratigan (I don't remember if I put him as a virgin or not but either way- he reads, and he has great confidence in his comprehension abilities XD), Shan Yu (Its more of a tease, for him XD Really he's in the 'Oh cool ^^' category and also- a little of the first one too. Shan Yu is multifaceted!), and Shere Khan (He's king of the jungle, after all- ).

Intimidated Type A (Pleasantly surprised, but nervous): Horned King (He's mostly pleasantly surprised, but like... sex hasn't changed since the last time i did it, right?? He's concerned. Its been a while XD), Prince John, Smartass Weasel (Nervous in the sense, that... he doesn't know what he's doing 😅 Give him instructions or let him ask Greasy about this, and he'll be fine), and Turbo/King Candy.

Intimidated Type B (Concerned they are gonna be out-done): Clayton, Gov. Ratcliffe, Prince Hans, Turbo/King Candy, and Ursula (She's just... a lil nervous XD She'll wanna do it with you as soon as possible, so she'll just know who's better already- after that, she's happy XD She just doesn't like the uncertainty).

Uhhh, okay... but its still not happening: Judge Doom (He's just like, insisting he's soo... busy... but really he just hasn't got the *human* equipment XDD He didn't think it would be necessary!! Have you seen this disguise?? yes i have, sir, and you have made a miscalculation. just admit it), Psycho Weasel (Like, thats great!... but still no thanks), and the Queen of Hearts.

Iffy about it but changes their minds immediately after the first time because ooooh that was good: Gaston (He was almost with Frollo but like- if you can suck a dick then let me tell you, he is not about to complain- ) and Jafar (Wants to be the experienced one, but after the first time with you he's like... alright =_= you win this time).

Suspicious. Have you... done this before? 🤨😠: Frollo.

#Disney Villains x Reader Reactions #Disney Villains x Reader #Disney Villains #Reactions #Smut

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Can I get Disney villains and one with horror killers x reader that's an absolute simp compliment them on anything they do actively participates in anything they do even if they can't keep up and tried to take the blame for anything they get in trouble for

I focused in on the last bit- where they throw themselves under the bus for their villainous S/O. That was really interesting. But apart from that- they all like the compliments and being treated like a god XD

Disney Villains:

It is hard to describe them all in a general way, haha XD Well, there are of course the Villains that take full advantage of this- meaning, the surprise villains and the cowards. Hans, Jafar, Lotso, Scar, Frollo, Prince John, Yzma, etc. Hans, Jafar, Lotso, and Yzma (And the like) obviously don't want their failed attempts (At usurping, at murder, at whatever) to be public- not unless they've been successful. So if they have not yet reached that point, they will use you for everything you offer, man. And the cowards (Prince John, Scar slightly, Syndrome, etc) obviously, may not actually want you to be in trouble or hurt... but their fear, and their self preservation, comes first.

Then their are also the villains that think of you as their partner, their one-true-mate, their person. And will not allow you to throw yourself under the bus! Here we have Ratigan, Sykes, Gothel, etc.

And then finally, there are the ones that find all this quite cute and amusing. Including Shere Khan, Shan Yu, Maleficent, Oogie Boogie, etc.

Horror Villains:

EVEN HARDER OH BOY. At lease the DV's have plenty of similarities!

First of all- those who are pleasantly surprised and amused at your attempts, Like well, shit. You have more balls then i thought- or are you just so devoted to me? What else would you do in my name? And kinda wants to put you to the test: Bo, Captain Spaulding (Tho he is also kinda concerned, too. Will let you kill and all, even if he knows it would destroy you, but scoops you up and saves you if you look like you're going to let police or anyone else punish you for it) Chucky, Mental Manny and Dr Suave, Stuart Lloyd (He's not getting off on it like the others but he is morbidly curious), etc.

Is more then happy to let you take the blame for everything Like, *shrugs*, I didnt make them do anything. They did this to themselves.: Patrick, Jerry-Jennifer-and-Inkubus (What are devotees for if not to save the skin on your back? Though, the chances that you'll need to here are pretty slim), Billy Loomis, Pam (It will pain her, but her son is more important) etc.

Keeps you safe, because you're a team in their eyes. You belong to them- not anyone else. You're theirs to torture: Freddy (Will also, of course, be quite entertained), Jason (Like, *sigh*, come on Y/N. Bedtime for you.), Granny Boone, Leslie Vernon (He also kiiiiinda does wanna test you out... but will fight the urge. He is also concerned. Maybe layers to Leslie), the Midnight Man, The Man from Hush (If you get caught- he gets investigated too. So don't ever fucking do anything like that again.), etc.

Very concerned and worried for you and this self destructive behaviour!!?? : Bubba, Carrie, Tiffany, Thomas (Will fucking scoop you up and carry you away from things like his brother and victims in general. Like, no Y/N.), etc.

Then there is Michael, who is quite charming, and... doesn't care. Like okay, and then he walks off as you're being shoved into the squad car.

[ao3feed-yurionice]

Melodies Of DreamLand(Various x Reader)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MhmRbF

by Amane8009

This will be a miscellaneous anime smut book! Mostly consists of One-shots.

Sometimes I'll feel like writing shots for others characters from various anime, when I feel inspiration or just find a new guy/girl to drool over that needs some lovin'!~ :3

If you don't like mature content this is not the book for you, warnings will be on every chapter.

Words: 217, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime), Assassination Classroom, Multi-Fandom, Tokyo Ghoul, Haikyuu!!, One Piece, 殺戮の天使 | Satsuriku no Tenshi | Angels of Death (Anime), InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale, Katekyou Hitman Reborn!, Mystic Messenger (Video Game), Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Hellsing, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Hunter X Hunter, Durarara!!, Fairy Tail, Fruits Basket, ワンパンマン | One-Punch Man, Undertale (Video Game)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi

Characters: Yuri Plisetsky, Akabane Karma, Kamishiro Rize, Kirishima Ayato, Kuroo Tetsurou, Haiba Lev, Hinata Shouyou, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Sesshoumaru (InuYasha), Isaac "Zack" Foster, Choi Saeran, Zen | Ryu Hyun, Rokudou Mukuro, Byakuran (Katekyou Hitman Reborn!), Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Kaitou Sai(neuro), Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Alucard (Hellsing), Orihara Izaya, Killua Zoldyck, Jellal Fernandes, Sohma Kyou, Genos (One-Punch Man), Sonic (One-Punch Man), Saitama (One-Punch Man), Sans (Undertale)

Additional Tags: Romance, Fluff and Smut, Lotso sex, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Public Sex, AU, Alternate Universe, Anal Sex, lake sex, Vampire Sex, Bondage

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MhmRbF

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #yuri on ice