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halfrican-heat · 8 months

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Upstanding Gentleman (Ony)

Onyankopon was raised in a strict Ghanian household. He was pretty strait-laced...until he met you, of course. Still, Ony has many tricks up his sleeve that never fail to surprise you.

A/N: Yes, I'm high. Hello. So, this is the second Ony post I've had lingering in the back of my mind. It's in head cannon format but I think this could be something. Enjoy!

Warning(s): Explicit Sexual Content; Depictions of smoking marijuana; Penetrative Sex (p in v), Oral Sex (M receiving), Sex in childhood home, Black reader in mind, N-Word used; AAVE/Dialogue with Dialect

Pairing: Sober!Onyankopon x Stoner!Reader

Inspired by: Lauryn Hill and my bf :)

Sober!Ony was raised by a single mother who kept him in line. No drugs, no alcohol and he definitely had a curfew.

Straight A student and graduated the top of his class in high school

Spent majority of his childhood playing video games and taking apart old computers his mother would bring home from her teaching job.

Played basketball and practiced frequently with his friends

Loved taking photos and drawing

Only smoked weed once when he was seventeen and felt guilty about it for a week before he told his mom. (She smacked his head but wasn't that mad)

Never had a thing for drinking. His mom let him have some wine during his graduation dinner. His uncle, later that evening, gave him some liquor. Ony wasn't a fan.

Sober!Ony who went to college in a different state-- hours away from his mother.

He chose to go to a school pretty far away from home to study photography. He loved his mom but he felt like he needed a firm separation from his home life and college life.

That's where he met you. This sweet little thing from a town he had never heard of. So cute...

...and yet you smelled like trouble. Ony's suspicions were confirmed when you offered him a blunt in your car one night. Y'all had been talking for a minute at that point but you never gave off stoner vibes.

Ony declined but didn't mind hanging out as long as you rolled the windows down.

Turns out, you were a huge stoner. Bongs, smoking pieces, a stash larger than some of the ones he had seen back home. You weren't a plug, not really, you just really loved weed. You were super smart, too. Ony had known people like you from back home-- motivated stoners who smoked frequently but it didn't impede them getting shit done. You were like that and Ony really liked that about you.

Ony wasn't sure how to proceed at first but...one thing was sure: You had a hold on Onyankopon that he just couldn't deny.

Sober!Ony who, four years into your relationship, isn't super sober anymore.

"Mama, let me get one of them fruity drinks out the fridge." "They got alcohol in 'em Ony," You call from the kitchen. "I ain't ask you all that. They taste alright-- I feel like a classy nigga drinking them." "Okay, Classy Nigga," You say, bringing him one. "Mister Classy Nigga to you," He says, with a wide grin. "Pinkies out, baby."

Sober!Ony who branched out after meeting you but didn't partake as frequently as you did.

"Let me get a hit, baby." "Nigga, you don't smoke!" Ony kisses his teeth, side-eyeing you. "Then do that shit where you kiss me and blow the smoke in my mouth." You laugh loudly, throwing your head back at his nerve. "Okay, baby," You say, sparking up. Afterwards "Shit, where my inhaler at?"

Sober!Ony who made a great impression on your parents. Perhaps too great.

Your dad loves him, speaking highly of him every time your boyfriend comes up in conversation. "That Ony is a fine, upstanding gentleman," Your dad alway says. Little does he know... "What's that, ma?" His voice is husky in your ear as he thrusts into you roughly. His hand is over your mouth as your childhood mattress squeaks under your weight. Ony has you bent over, his pace punishing as he fucks you from behind. Tears streak your face as you helplessly claw at your sheets "Better be quiet," Ony drawls. "Don't want your folks to hear us, right? Or they gonna know what a slut you are for this upstanding gentleman."

Sober!Ony who loves the way you give head while high.

After many extensive and deep discussions about consent, Ony finally lets you give him head. At first, he was chilling. But then... "Shit, baby! Fuck," He groans, his head falling back. "Slow down, ma." You got his cum on your cheek from the first time he came but you don't care. You don't let up, taking his length down your throat. You suck the entire way down, slurping as you pull back to swirl your tongue around his leaking tip. Your tongue runs along the vein underneath his shaft before taking him back in your mouth, hollowing you cheeks as you slurp him down. "Fuck," He hisses, throwing his arm over his face. You had that man's toes curling and all.

Sober!Ony who loves how sexy you are at any given time of any given day but especially loves when you're feeling yourself while off the za.

Now the skies could fall...not even if my boss should call... Your hips sway seductively to the music as you take a pull from the blunt, in your own world. Lauryn Hill blasts from the radio as your lights change colors in a slow fade. Ony stands at the door of your shared bedroom, watching you sing and dance. You turn slowly, finally noticing him. You wordlessly hold out a hand to him with your body still moving to the music. See I don't need the alcohol...your love make me feel 10 feet tall... He takes your hand, pulling your body close to his. His hands trail your body, finding your ass as the two of you grind on one another. Yeah, Ony is gonna take his time with you tonight.

Sober!Ony who loves you as much as you love him despite your differences.

"Papa, you seen my bong?" "Judie?" "No, the other one." "She in the kitchen cabinet, baby."

"Ma, you seen my screwdriver?" "The fuck you doing drinking those?" "Bae...the tool. My tool." "Oh, it's on the counter by the microwave." a moment later "Onyankopon, what the fuck did you do to my damn radio!"

Overall, Sober!Ony who has changed a lot since the two of you got together. As long as you don't give him any cause for concern, he's happy to let you do as you please (and partake when he feels like it). You level each other up in ways no one expected. You're his lady and Ony doesn't want any one else but you.

"C'mere, my lil pothead," He says, cuddling up to you in bed. "Shut up, nigga." "Watch your mouth. Now lemme rub my legs against yours..."

A/N: I had fun with this. Asks are open!

#Onyankopon x reader #Onyankopon x black!reader #aot x black reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon smut #Onyankopon fic #reader insert #black!reader insert #fan fiction for black women #black reader #Lyv Writes #My Writing #Ony's Observatory #Lyv's Library #Sober!Ony

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onippep · 1 year

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Have you ever bonded with someone before Peppino, Oni?

(Peppino is not my first. That being said... even if I do not remember names, or faces... I know the immense, road-winding journey of physical, mental, and emotional intensity that awaits me.

It has been long enough of a gap that... I have forgotten the exact feelings and cannot conjure them from memory myself, so this experience with Peppino is one I will be excited to live with, and feel those things all over again.)

(For as long as he wants, anyhow.)

#;pizzasks #leaddyart #scopo cw #;oni speaks #;pizzacanon #;pepperoni #this post took me like 11 minutes to write I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE IM NOT 100% SOBER)

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dilfl0v3rss · 7 months

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alr hear me out, hear me out

what about another addition of punishment but this time, ony punishing y/n because she came home late and didn’t tell him where she was at?💁🏾‍♀️💁🏾‍♀️💁🏾‍♀️💁🏾‍♀️

i think ab this a lottttt

it’s been awhile since you’ve gotten to be outside like this. shaking ass on top of sasha connie’s car at the gas station while high out of your mind. and the best part about it was that you didn’t have to be looking over your shoulder all night because you actually were allowed to be here.

“if you be safe and be home by one, we straight mama” ony said as he led you out of the house with a slap on the ass. smirking as he watched you practically sprint to sasha’s car.

it was only nine when you left the house which meant y’all had plenty of time to take a couple shots, go see a movie, and hotbox the fuck out of that car.

“we still got enough left for another spliff yall!” you yelled as sasha, mikasa, and emoni began to cheer in the driver and backseats. “roll that muthafucka uppp!” sasha yelled. y’all were having too much fun, but nothing lasts forever. when you looked into the glove compartment for papers you were only shown an unloaded glock. “sash you got more papers on you?” everyone’s heads whipped towards you. mikasa reached towards the front and turned the music all the way down so she could hear you better. “what you mean?”

“i meaannn there’s no more in here” each of you whined in unison as sasha began to start the car up again. “connie must’ve been using em, but the gas station only down the block yall. i got us!!!” in an instant the spirits were brought back up again. loud screams and the bass to your music was all that could be heard from y’all as sasha continued the party from the parking lot to the gas station.

big dick🫶🏽

‘hope you being safe mama’

‘daddy miss you’

read at 11:30 pm

you began typing to answer your man, but your attention was snatched by the sound of a good song. good form by nicki minaj began to play all throughout the car, making you drop your phone on your seat as you opened your door and started dancing your life away. ass going in circles as emoni turned the song up from the backseat and came out to dance too.

the four of y’all were at that gas station for thirty minutes, but in sober time it was two hours. out of the entire group, you were probably the littest. giggling every five minutes and screaming to the top of your lungs when a good song, which was damn near every song that played, came on. before you knew it, y’all were in a nice secluded area passing another blunt around. telling each other what y’all been up to.

“then the bitch gon say ‘yea put her on a leash’ likeee. i would really wash you hoe don’t even play wit me like that” the group giggled as you continued to tell them a story from your past weeks. “did you fuck her up? please tell me you fucked her uppp” mikasa said as she leaned over the side of your seat. you rolled your eyes as you thought back to that night. “nah. ony told her to watch her mouth and took me to the bathroom t’go pee”

“speaking of ony. i’m surprised he even let you out the houseeee” emoni squealed as she lightly tapped your shoulder to pass you the blunt. you happily took it before putting it to your mouth, taking a big hit from it before releasing the whole smoke into the atmosphere of the car. “he said as long as m’safe and home by one he’d let me rock” confusion clouded your mind as you watched the three of your friends gasp. giving each other nervous looks as they contemplated whether or not to tell you the bad news.

“what?” you asked with a smirk, not thinking anything of their actions. chalking it up to them having some tea to spill. sasha was the first to speak. “honey where’s your phone?” you looked around for the device, eventually finding it in between the center console and your seat. “right here” you said, lifting the screan towards them so they can see. even louder gasps could he heard as they looked at the many notifications you had. “bitch that nigga gon kill you” emoni blurted out, earning her pissed off looks from both mikasa and sasha as you turned the phone towards your face.

29 missed calls from: big dick🫶🏽

50 messages from: big dick🫶🏽

you looked at the screen in confusion “why would he…” your heart dropped to your ass at the realization. this whole time y’all was having fun and smoking each other out this man has been trying to contact you because it been 1 am and you still weren’t home. it was now damn near four in the morning.

“oh fuck”

“yea your ass is grass. lemme get you home” sasha mumbled as she put the car in drive.

the ride home was dead silent. not a damn thing said as sasha slowly drove you back to your house. when she pulled up in your driveway she softly touched your arm. “m’so sorry suge. ian know you needed to be ho-”

“nah it’s my fault. i should’ve said sum” you closed the door with a sigh before turning around and shamefully walking towards the front. you figured there was no reason to try to sneak through the back since ony was most definitely waiting for you inside. as you walked inside you were instantly met with the sound of 90s r&b quietly playing throughout the house.

‘weird’ you thought as you walked deeper and deeper inside. eventually seeing ony’s shirtless figure facing away from you at the kitchen island. the closer you got to him the more you could see what he was doing. his big hands wrapped around a small knife as he cut up some watermelon pieces. you expected him to speak to you, but he didn’t. he just walked away and washed the knife, putting it away before turning around and leaning on the counter.

he stared at you. brown eyes looking into yours as he leaned back with his arms crossed over his chest. “drink the water and eat that.” was all he said as he looked at you expectedly, waiting for you to listen to his command. you opened the water first, taking a couple sips before putting it down and taking a bite of watermelon. you would be lying if you said it wasn’t good. and since you were still high it was one of the best things in the world. loud slurping sounds could be heard as you quickly devoured the fruit.

ony still watched you, arms still crossed as he waited for you to finish. as your feasting came to an end he put your bowl in the sink, waiting for you to finish your water so he could put it in the recycling bin as well. when it was all said and done he brought you to your bedroom where your pajamas were already waiting for you on the bed. “gon head and take that off. you smell like mad weed”

as you changed into the clothes you failed to notice the vibrator and fuzzy cuffs near his pillow, but ony made sure to get you well acquainted with the items very soon. you slowly put on the t-shirt he gave you, removing your under where and bra before putting it on since you thought you’d be sleeping real comfortably tonight. “thank you d-” ony wasted no time. as soon as he seen you finish changed he snatched your ear towards his mouth by the back of your neck.

“you ain’t think it was gon be that easy, did you?” arousal began to make its way to your core almost instantly. his deep voice and cologne clouding your senses as you felt his hard chest on your back. “why you always gotta make shit difficult f’me, huh? why can’t you just listen mama?” you were too out of it to even reply, eyes wandering around the room as you tried your hardest not to cry. “you know what i gotta do t’you right?” you slowly nodded your head before ony let you go, watching you instantly crawl onto the bed and get into position.

as you laid with your ass in the air, ony made quick work of getting the cuffs around your wrists. laying the vibrator next to you for later. “i told you t’be home by 1, but you wasn’t gone by one, wasn’t you baby? nahhh…..you came in that door at 4:30.” as he spoke, you felt his heavy hands caress and squeeze your ass. constantly letting his fingers thirst around your pussy to keep you on edge. “m’sorry da-” a hard slap to your ass shut you up immediately. making quiet whimpers be released into the air as your tears filled down your cheeks.

“then i told you t’be safe, and you decided to go to a gas station in the middle of the night and shake your ass out the car” another two slaps were brought to your ass, making ony smile as he caught sight of your arousal beginning to give you pussy a pretty shine. “m’sorry daddy. i w-wont do it again” you whined, but of course he ignored you. turning the vibrator on and rubbing it all over your thighs and ass to keep you on edge.

“tell daddy your rules and colors ma” he brushed the vibrator lightly on your clit, making you twitch before moving it to your thigh. you whined, poking your ass out more as a silent beg for the contact, earning you another hard slap on your ass. “y’hear me talking t’you?”

“fuckkk no running, no to-touching, nd no cummin without daddy’s permission. m’colors are green, yellow, n’red”

ony nodded his head at your obedience, sliding the vibrator to your clit before dipping into you with two fingers from his other hand.

“keep your safeword in mind too ma. s’gon be a long night”

ima finish this in a part 2💋

#aot x black reader #onyankopon x black reader #onyankopon x reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black!reader #aot smut #onyankopon smut #aot onyankopon x black reader #onyankopon x black y/n #aot onyankopon x black!reader #aot onyankopon x black y/n #aot onyankopon smut

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prettygiri222 · 8 months

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Handle Me, Who Gon Handle Me?

Summary: you wanted to be fuck nigga free but Ony had different plans...

Ony x Black Fem Reader SMUT

“girl go talk to him.” your girlfriend said as she nudged your shoulder. you don’t even need to turn around to know who she’s talking about. the second you entered the party, a harsh gaze was glued to you, undressing you. it didn’t help that you barely had any clothes on but you were starting to shiver.

“i’m good, i don’t want to deal with any niggas tonight,” you said as you made up your face. no matter how fine the 6’4 darkskin with the taper fade, gold chain that matched his grills, and the pearly white tee and sweatpants combo where his dick pri- no! tonight was a nigga free night.

“let’s get some drinks. i’m tryna get fucked up!” you tried to switch the subject. you had just gotten out of a 4 year relationship after you found out your highschool sweetheart had been cheating on you. so you just wanted to go out and have some fun with ur bestie. something you haven't done in a while.

after a couple of drink you and your gf finally hit the floor. “shake that ass hoe!” she screamed out as you bent over. Sexxy Red was blaring on the speakers so you know you had to act out.

your ex would’ve been throwing a fit if he saw you right now. he always preached about how women should be respectable and how you were one of the only “good ones.” you should’ve noticed the red flags before you caught him dicking down the girl he promised was like a sister to him.

your ass was gonna be all over snap in the morning with the way you were throwing it. girls and guys behind you were tryna catch it before a stubborn grip found it’s way behind you.

“damn ma” a deep voice said behind you. you looked up at your friend and she was giving you the thumbs up, that told you all you need to know before ur hands hit the floor.

“YES BITCH!” the music was loud but ur friend was louder and one thing she was gonna do was hype you up.

“damn, hold on ma” the tight grip on ur hips seized. you took it as your chance to get up and turn around. turns out you’ve been dancing on the fine darkskin from before.

“what? can’t handle this?” you sassed. you wouldn’t have had the nerve to say this sober much less act out like this, but liquor was your liquid courage.

you didn’t miss the chance to check him out, eyeing him up and down before reaching to his eyes. they were red asf, and if that wasn’t your sign, he was high it was the way the smell of weed mixed with his cologne, creating a delicious scent that made you weak in the knees.

he checked you out with no concern in the world, eye fucking you in the middle of the party. “nah, i’m tryna get us out of here.” he spoke in that husky voice of his.

“i'm good” you said with fake nonchalance, his lowered gaze made you feel as if he could see right through you. “you wouldn’t be able to hand me anyways.” you quickly added looking away.

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“w-wait!” you choked out. you reached backwards hopping it’ll slow him but he just slapped your hand away.

“don’t run away. you said i couldn’t handle you right?” after your sly little comment the man you learned as Onyankopon wasted no time having you spread out in the back of his blacked out hellcat.

“was lying.” it was like he wasn’t even listening to you. the second you got to the car, he had you ass up face down. you didn’t even have time to take off ur skirt he just pushed it up past your ass and pulled your thong to side. your tits falling out of your shirt cause you went braless.

“mhm.” he groans out deeply. he was drilling your shit hard, you don’t even remember how many times you came but he didn’t show signs of slowing.

“m sorry” you were crying at this point. he was wayyy bigger than ur ex, you've never been stretched you out like this. “Ony?” you whimpered as his thrusts begun to slow down before he removed it completely. he flipped you over on your back inserting himself back in one thrust.

“look at me when i’m fucking you ma’ or imma stop foreal.” he grabbed your jaw with one hand forcing you to look at him. your jaw was slacked as breathless moans left your mouth, your eyes were too hazed out to focus on him.

“look at me ma” he said softly as he lightly slapped your cheeks. you felt your orgasm building up more intensely than the last. you looked up at him, and the sight was enough to almost make you come again. Ony was above you shirtless, his chain dangling inches above your face, his sweat made him glisten in the dimlight.

“Onyyy s-slow down” you were pushing his stomach trying to squirm away from the onslaught of thrusts. he gripped your wrists and held them above your head with one hand and the other forced ur leg up beside your head.

“fuck that running shit ma’, you’re going to take. this. dick.” Ony was hammering into you at this point, you couldn’t even breath. your vision was going black as your orgasm approached.

“Ony!”

“I know ma’ give me a sec” Ony was chasing his release and felt himself come undone as you squeezed him, hard. “f-fuck ma’ come with me, please.” he begged.

he didn’t have to tell you twice, you both came together, bodies shaking as you reached climaxed. he rested his forehead on yours as you both came down from your high.

“think I did more than handle you ma” he said as he looked down, noticing the soaking mess you made on his red seats. “think you gon have to pay for it.” he said, smirking down at you.

#onyankopon smut #aot #aot x reader #aot smut #aot x black reader #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankopon snk #black reader #x black reader #anime smut #anime x black!reader

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hyunip · 6 months

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DISTRACTION

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https://sober!-ony-x-drunk!-plus-size-black!-reader.com//:hyunip

A/N: Cannot get this man ony out of my head and how he gets distracted by how fine you looks while you talkin’ to him. You know that part of redbone with instrumental? He think you looks like that part of the song. Ion know if that made sense to you, but if it don’t, you gonna have to make sense out of it.

[I suck at warnings, sorry]

MATERLIST[Needs to and will be updated]

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[T]ipsy was really the only word that could explain you right now. The only word that fit into how you felt.

Your vision was a bit blurry, and your mind felt a little scattered, like all you could think of was words and how to put them in a way. But whilst talking, it seemed you couldn’t care less about what you said to him. Letting your thoughts be free. You were only like this because you and Onyankopon’s friend group were playing a game of uno with a little twist.

If someone put down a draw four card, you’d have to do four shots and then draw your four cards. Same thing if they’re stacked—if you have to draw eight cards that’s eight shots and eight cards—so on and so forth. You weren’t sure who made that shit up, but whoever did it was a damn good idea. It was funny and loud—which may have caused a little headache—and chill too. You all had a good time. But after a few rounds you all decided to chill since Sasha—a light weight—had one too many drinks for herself. So she’d went up to your room to sleep. Whilst Connie, Mikasa, Eren, Armin, and Jean were all laid out on bean bag chairs on their phones or talking. You were all in your basement, the song redbone by Childish Gambino playing, set to a medium volume on the speaker at the back.

Ony listened to you talk, listened to you sound a little loopy as you talked to him about a dream you had of him.

“And you was chasin’ me downstairs wit the knife—I almost bust my ass on the last step” you told Ony, your eyes slowly closing and your hand moved slowly to facepalm yourself in the face as you said the last part, making Ony chuckle at how you found it so dumb. “I ain’ gon lie baby, this shit sound like one ‘uh dem horror movies you be watchin’” he laughed.

Truth be told, Ony loved when you told him about your dreams, or spoke to him about just anything. Your voice was so smooth and sexy on the regular, but when you were like this, it was just goofy and sounded loopy as hell, and he found it funny and cute. But at some times—like now—he could rarely really ever focus on what you were saying, since he always found himself stuck admiring your facial features and body and how good you looked. He admired your ass, your thick thighs—and definitely the way the quadruple in size whenever you sit down. That has him practically drooling and wishing to be held between them for the rest of his life.— you hip dips, your double D cup sized breasts, and of course that pudgy belly you had (cause be real. You can’t want a woman with a FAT DUMPY and some pretty big titties without no stomach 🙄 plus size are baddies too.)

He loved the fat under your arms and how chubby you were. But my oh my, when he catches a look at them pretty brown eyes and see that wide and beautiful smile, his heart can’t help but skip almost all the million beats. He may not show it, but when he sees how good you look everyday, he try his best to find the words to speak. Always silent at first glance.

He was leaned back against the couch, his arms falling on his thighs as he sat manspread beside you, staring at your well done makeup. The little eyeliner wing making an illusion of slim siren eyes with a lit red tint under your eyes, and mink lashes perfectly placed on your lash line. The look with your outfit made him want to get on his knees and start slurping you up and eating you like the last dinner he will ever have. You were just too sexy, and he could always gas himself up about how bagged himself the baddest woman in his eyes.

“You listening?” Your voice was low and interrupted by a small hiccup after drinking a few sips of a cup of soda sitting on the small round table in front of you both. His thoughts were interrupted by that, bringing him back to reality.

When he focused back onto your words and was able to give your entire being a final analyzation, he heard the best part of redbone begin to play, making the moment even better for him.

Ony nodded at your question before you moaned in satisfaction as to what your ears were hearing right now, standing to start dancing to your favorite part of the song, vocalizing with it under your breath. As you got up, so did Mikasa and Connie, all of you vibing out to the music and singing along with each other. Ony couldn’t do anything but sit back and watch you enjoy yourself and feel good.

Best believe he could NOT wait to get you home and love and touch all up on you…

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And that, Ladies and Gentleman, was DISTRACTION by HYUNIP!

#hyunip #aot x reader #black reader #aot onyankopon #aot eren #aot mikasa #its been some time since i wrote anything #I love writing about ony #ony x black reader #plus size reader #for my big girls

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emjiroki · 10 months

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My Hero Masterlist ♡

Enji Todoroki ♡

Oni's Heart Yakuza Series

Alpha Enji Short Fic

Self-indulgent Daddy kink

Early Morning Smut

Enji’s Birthday

Alpha Enji x reader x Alpha Shoto pt 1

Alpha Enji x reader x Alpha Shoto pt 2

Alpha Enji smut #1

Beast Like Me: Alpha Enji x Omega reader

Shoto Todoroki ♡

Love You More: Alpha Shoto x Omega Reader

Dreams You Find Masterlist

Where You Belong link

Where You Belong Masterlist

Need You, Love You

Holiday Smut

Arranged Marriage drabble

Touya Todoroki ♡

HeatStroke

Fading Light: Zombie AU

Katsuki Bakugo ♡

No Plan

Katsuki x Reader 18+ short fic

Midnight Writing 18+

Eijiro Kirishima ♡

Open it Red Riot: Birthday fic

Country Boy Kirishima

Country Boy Kirishima pt 2 Rodeo Headcanons

Hitoshi Shinsou ♡

You and I? Two of a kind

Hanta Sero ♡

Say it when your sober: Sero x Reader x Shoto

#my hero academia #my hero smut #enji todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #touya todoroki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #hanta sero x reader #country boy eijiro kirishima #alpha enji todoroki #alpha shoto todoroki #enji todoroki smut #emji ♡#em x shoto

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megumimania · 8 months

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UNGODLY HOUR

warnings: mentions of alcohol and drugs, fluff at the end (i lied!), rapper!ony x black reader, kinda angsty, reader and ony need therapy, mild swearing, unhealthy relationships, somewhat happy ending

a/n: im back after falling off the face of the earth xx this wasn’t supposed to be this sad, sorry x🤗 im clearing out the drafts

ony kept calling again and again, usually you’d ignore it like what you’ve been doing for the past month but tonight was different, so you finally picked up the phone. “hey.” you answered, your voice still groggy from sleep. “hey? it’s been a month y/n, where the fuck have you been!” he said with a slight slur to his words, he was drunk.

“first off, watch your tone when you talk to me and second of all, i’ve been busy.” you replied with a bite to your tone. now you regretted picking up the phone in the first place. prior to your month of no contact with ony, you were his rock. in an industry full of yes men and record labels who didn’t give a fuck about what he did as long as he dropped music on time, you were a breath of fresh air. you were his peace.

so when he’d have a rough day, or was high or drunk out of his mind, you were the first person he called. and you always came to his rescue, calming him down, helping him sober up, hiding him from the paparazzi—but it got all too much. the infrequent bad days became frequent, and his constant expectation for you to be there when he called, meant you lost out on opportunities and relationships, and you slowly began to build some resentment towards him, but that swiftly came down when you realised he was just hurting and lonely.

you were there for him through everything.

you tried to love him from a distance, help him from a distance but that became overwhelming too. you tried to get him help, but that often went nowhere. after a tense argument with him, you went ghost, needing space from him entirely. you still kept up with him on socials though, anonymously of course and it looked like he was doing well—until tonight.

“busy with what?” he asked. you let out a deep sigh before replying, “busy with my life, i have shit that exists outside of you, you know that right?” he went silent for a second before laughing. you were already tired of his bullshit and it hadn’t been five minutes since you picked up. “ony, why do you keep calling me?” you said, frustration evident in your tone. “i missed you ma.” he said his voice sounding hoarse, you felt your heart break for him all over again.

you were sure that you were gonna regret this decision later but you knew that you couldn’t let him be on his own right now, especially in such a vulnerable state. “im coming over.” you said, hanging up before he could get a word out.

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the first thing ony did after you stepped into his apartment was pull you in for a hug. you pulled away giving him a once over and he looked like he’d seen better days. “you look a mess.” you frowned, pulling him into the kitchen to get a glass of water. “damn ma is that all you gotta say to me, after a whole ass month?” he looked at you in amazement. “just drink the damn water.” you muttered in annoyance.

“so are you gonna give me an explanation to why you ghosted me for a month?” you rolled your eyes in annoyance. “ony man…don’t fucking do this, im not in the mood.” you sighed, rubbing your temples. “do what? im just asking why you’ve suddenly remembered my existence after a month.” you let out a hollow laugh, “i needed space. ”

“space,from me?” ony scratched his beard, not knowing what to say, so you took it as an opportunity to let out all your frustrations at him. “yes, you. ony, you are the most insufferable, selfish person i’ve ever met. you took a deep breath before continuing, “all i’ve tried to do is help and yet you never take it into consideration, hell you don’t even take me into consideration.”

“I do—” he replied. you gave him a deadpan look, “you don’t, instead you end up on tmz or the shade room for doing stupid shit that makes me wonder if you actually care about your career.” ony’s jaw ticked upon hearing those words leave your mouth. he accepted that he wasn’t perfect by any means, but to come for the only thing that he put his blood, sweat and tears into was a slap in the face.

“so why did you come back?” he said quieter than intended, his eyes slightly glossy from the tears.“ i thought time apart would do us good. you needed to work on yourself and on your music, plus i just didn’t want you to rely on me like that again.” you tentatively step closer to him, caressing his cheek. “ony, i genuinely love and care about you but we can’t do this anymore.” you said, your voice wobbling slightly. “you need to sort your shit out and i can’t help you do that any more.”

the tears came out of nowhere and you gave up on trying to stop them. “I should go.” you said sniffling slightly as your eyes, “i don’t even know why i came here, i should’ve stayed at home.” you grabbed your keys and your phone and was halfway out the door, when ony called out for you. “y/n…i’ll go to therapy, anything! but i just can’t lose you!” he begged, the desperation evident in his voice.

“that’s nice.” you said, wiping your tears. you wanted to believe him so bad but you knew him like the back of your hand, this was one of his lies that he’d make you forget about in an array of large gestures and kisses until the next time he spiralled and flipped out on you. “ony, we both know how this is gonna end up.” you swore that you saw his spirit break at that moment, all the fight he had build up, slowly left as his shoulders sank in defeat.

you left his apartment shortly after, before his sweet words could coax you into thinking that things were gonna be alright, that he was gonna be alright. you expected to leave his apartment with some sense of relief but grief ate away at you, you missed him so much and you hadn’t even reached home yet. you mourned the relationship that you had with him, the relationship that could’ve been if he’d just sought out help that he needed.

you got home as the city began to roar up again and tried to move on, it was hard considering that memories of him were scattered all over your apartment, invoking a wide range of feelings from anger to immense sadness. you knew that moving on wasn’t simple especially when you had such a complex history with him. a life without ony, was a life that was going to take some adjustment to but you were to take it one day at a time.

#vina writes #vina writes: aot #attack on titan #aot x black!reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankopon x reader #aot angst #writing angst is a nightmare #ony angst #x black fem reader #aot fanfiction #black writblr #attack on titan x black reader #aot

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arttrampbelle · 1 year

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Mk kharacters reaction to you flirting with them.

The mk kharacters reaction to you "purring" in a teasing way. You know that sexy meow type thing? Yeah that one. That flirty one

Their reactions to you doing that to them. Or flirting in general.

Cw: slight implications of nsfw but nothing heavy. Pretty tame. Saucy but tasteful.

Im cheezy ok? Look,im giving y'all romance and that good shit ok?!

💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖

• Raiden: doing this to raiden sober. He might raise a brow but he might shake his head and smile back. But a drunk raiden.....hahahahhaa! That's a different story. Better hang onto something turbulence might happen. Hee hee. He might be willing to get handsy,but only if you give him the a-ok. The god of thunder takes these things to heart. So dont play with him or say something you don't mean. The voice of raiden has a low but gentle rumble. Lulls even the hardest of hearts. If you wish to be more private. He'll be all the more willing. Drunken is more so than sober. But either one. Either way. You'll have the best sleep of you life.

• Fujin: unlike his brother,fujin needs no alcohol to lossen up. He's already flirting back. May do it better than you even. Either way. You'll be in his arms in a split sec after you do that to him. May flash an oni fang or two. Hee hee. Fujin knows how to persue a lover. And he always makes it fun. If you however don't enjoy yourself,he'll be sad. Also respectfully ask what the matter is. Overall. A master flirt. Be careful to play in a wind storm. It's dangerous. However,the cool comforting breeze. May it forever guide you back into his arms.

• Kuai: kuai may raise a brow but be all blushing. He hasn't really had anyone do that to him. As he is a very dedicated and serious lin kuei. But to you,he melts. He softens with you. But he might ask to go somewhere private if that's what you ment by all this flirting. Kuai liang,grandmaster of the lin kuei. Soft furs and silk linens. All will await you in his bedchamers.

• Bi-han/Noob: Kaui's older brother,bi-han wasn't so easy to impress. Before and after he became noob saibot. But for you,he felt peace. For once. He felt happiness again. To hear you flirt with him in such a way. He almost forgets all the pain he's felt. All the suffering of quan chis magics. He might take you hand and kiss it gently. Asking you if you wish to be in a more private space. So he may show you,his heart isn't blackened ice.

• Hanzo: hanzo hasashis face is as red as the embers of his passion. "Here?!" He thinks. He walks up to you asking you if you wanna be in a more private place. As he is waaaaaay more easy to fluster in public than kuai. Tho both sub zero bros are awkward with pda. But hanzo is just straight up tsundere. Hee hee. Tho he gets better with time if that's your love language. In private,he caresses you gently. Telling you how much he wants you. And he wishes that he could tell you all the things his heart speaks to him. But for now,a hot make out sesh with have to do. All hanzo ever wanted,was this. Peace in your arms. Under the red maples of the fire gardens. In the warm and coziness of his estate. The grandmaster couldn't ever be the more grateful.

• Kung lao: this man blushes hard! However he is so down bad for you! He might flirt or do a gesture back. But rest assured,if you provoke the rabbit man,he will play back. Walking up to you,asking you if you want something while hiding behind a cheeky smile. Eyebrow cocked. He might even pull you in more if you giggle. Caressing the small of you back asking if you wanna continue in private.

• Liu kang: liu is a bit more subtle. A sweet smile. But oh boy be warned. The dragon isn't to be taken lightly. A eyebrow cocked behind a smile before he walks up to you. Softly taking you hand and kissing the back of it. Asking if you wanna have a more "private training sesh".

• Shang tsung: ah the sorcerer himself. You bold enough to make such a flirtatious advance? Well you better back it up honey because he don't play when it comes to the matters of the heart. And if shang wants you back? Well he's gonna get it. But he doesn't like it "Too easy" play coy with him. Have him chase you around the courtyard. Like an emperor and his little plum blossom. Hee hee. But don't tease too much. He can't stand it. He'll only get rough with you in lovers games if you give him the ok beforehand. Or he's in a certain "mood". But for the most part shang tsung is sweet in love. Flirtation from him is a game,a game he is all too familiar with. And a game he is master in. Just as he is in kombat. A gentle kiss on the hand,caress of the back,whatever it is. His words flow like honeyed wine. And oh so sweet and dangerous. But to charm the snake,and to have his heart. Is the greatest prize of all.

• Shao kahn: to konquer realms is one thing to konquer shaos heart is another. Making a flirting gesture will get you one of two things from shao kahn. A slight smirk but proud eyeroll. Or he will straight pick you up to your private chambers. But either way,the emperor has his hands only gentle to you. He may have many suitors,concubines,etc. But you,you are his best jewel. One to be shown to all realms. To clutch gently in his claws. While he raises his commanding fist in the other. All will bow before the emperor and empress/rulers of outworld. Sindel could never.

• Johnny cage: listen babe. Johnny cage? He is a known flirt. But for you? Someone he genuinely loves? He's like a shy boy in highschool. Like he doesn't know really what to say. He's speechless on your beauty. You have him for once,starstruck. Johnny might make a quip back. Asking you if you wanna leave these kombat "posers" behind so you and him can have alone time. But overall,he really just wants to hear you talk. He loves the company. Unlike those boring people on set of his movies. Going over n over about any legal issues,pr managers,and god damn paparazzi. You,are a breath of fresh air. Forget any other person here. You are the greatest person to him. He feels normal around you. And he hopes you feel the same too.

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duochromium · 4 months

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me and my buddy W.D. Gaster were discussing headcanons about how different 2hus act when drunk and i found it amusing so here’s the highlights

- reimu is very much an alcoholic but in denial. marisa is aware and is currently planning an intervention with kasen.

- cirno and her gang collectively have zero alcohol tolerance. cirno barely even acts different when drunk anyways she’s already a klutz and has no filter

- byakuren has only gotten drunk once in her life and she regrets it every single day of her life

- seija acts extremely formal and polite when drunk. like a businesswoman at a meeting type formal. no slurred speech or anything

- ran does not allow chen to touch alcohol. there’s no law against young youkai drinking and it wouldn’t effect her brain development or anything, ran just forbids it because she’s kind of a helicopter parent

- yukari refuses to drink any alcohol that isn’t extremely fancy red wine. after enough drinks she starts hitting ran

- aunn has never gotten drunk because she doesn’t see the appeal. there’s no moral code as a komainu not to get drunk or anything she just thinks alcohol is nowhere near as cool as religious freedom

- you know how kyouko is so loud that she has to actively try not to hurt people’s ears? yeah i’m sure it’s not fun being around kyouko when she has much less of a filter

- sanae refuses to get drunk. suwako and kanako gave her the usual “alcohol bad” lectures and stories that you give to your children and it stuck with sanae for life. no reimu i don’t want to drunk with you it will give me permanent brain damage

- sagume has sworn off alcohol because she knows if she were to get drunk she’d probably blow up an entire continent or something by accident

- utsuho is a genuine threat to the wellbeing of gensokyo when drunk. last time she was given unsupervised access to alcohol it caused an entire incident. satori has banned all alcohol in the mansion except for a liquor stash that she hides from the other three

- we have no idea what would happen to koishi if drunk. she’s already fucked up enough

- yuyuko, due to how much of a fatass she is, is nigh immune to alcohol

- eiki has never been drunk but komachi is drunk on the job over half the time. eiki gave up on trying to lecture her about it decades ago. “at least she’s doing work at all”

- remilia doesn’t really drink but she does have a glass of red wine within her proximity at all times just so she looks more elegant

- sakuya refuses to drink for fear of it disturbing her work flow but in the astronomically rare event of her actually getting a break she immediately begins drinking more than even an oni could handle

- patchouli stopped drinking a decade ago after she invented magic drug spells which she has since formed an unhealthy relationship with. marisa tried it once and called it “phony bullshit” citing that “it just doesn’t cut it like the real damn thing”

- if drunk words are sober thoughts then i really don’t want to think about what yuuka would be like drunk. the words she must usually keep to herself are probably enough to bring gods to their knees

i encourage you to reblog with your own additions

#touhou #touhou project #headcanon

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cryopathiic-a · 8 months

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[ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape from them. ♥

A deathly silence befalls the room as the child cowers; and stumbles ; and rattles the resting bones.

What a clumsy child.

An instantaneous reaction comes from the demon; within a sole blink of the human eye he moves to catch the falling skulls as the structure spits them out one by one in random spots. A wave of cool air permeates the room with the motions. Its as if the Lord Founder has suddenly grown new pairs of arms to catch them all; like the obscure images of many limbed creatures portrayed in murals all across the temple. And not a single one shatters - but then the pots begin to rumble as well.

This was on the cusp of becoming a disaster. The oni is left balancing a tower of human remains on each hand, on the top of his head, on his raised knee — he looks as if he's about to start juggling them. It's quite comical for a moment; until it isn't.

The temperature drops notably when Dōma begins to lower himself and allow some to topple over on the floor gently, from a height that won't damage the delicate bones and turn them to naught more than ash on the floorboards. And then there's a stern expression when he stands up again and glares daggers at the child. They're alone in this cold room; and if Inosuke tried to scream for help before that look, no one would hear.

And if he tried to run, the sliding doors would have blended at the seams.

❝ How predictable. You can't go one day without giving me a headache, can you? ❞ He has sobered up considerably; and if there's a lingering smirk, it's drips with sarcasm. ❝ Your life here would be so much easier if you only listened. I don't understand. Do you not enjoy it when you see your mother smile? Would you prefer it if she was crying all the time? You must not love her very much. ❞

There was nowhere to go, other than this room, with the creature he harbored such dread towards that it weighed heavy and dilluted the vibrant green of his eyes.

❝ You will help me clean up this mess. ❞ Dōma begins, somberly. He looks jaded. The evelasting smile has pressed into a thin line; and his voice is curt. ❝ And then you will polish the skulls and dust off the shelves. ❞ There won't be any room for protest. His lavender claw has commanded Inosuke already, pointing to the shelves. There's a thin layer of dust; and a brilliant opportunity has presented itself to eradicate it effortlessly. He won't even have to call for his trusted acolytes ( as the child would know by now, if a man in this temple has made it past the age of thirty, they are probably in the monster's service ) He is careful when placing the skulls down, however.

❝ And be wary of the pots. As I said, they're a gift from a friend of mine. I would hate to see him upset if one of them breaks.❞

#(( pov inosuke rubs the pot a bit too long and gyokko just OwO ))#(( me dragging fallesto into this by force ))#♛ ¦ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇꜱ༺ answered #whirling fangs

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rukkiya · 2 years

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only in your arms

(itto x reader)

trigger warning: sexual assault/ harassment

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Days off for the gang were pretty rare but Itto had decided it was best to grant the whole gang a day off as he claimed it was “well deserved” for how much good work they’ve been doing. That and he just wanted to spend some more time with you is all, so he took it upon himself to plan a nice peaceful lunch date with you and the rest of the day to be spent doing whatever the heck you two wanted to do.

But of course, things can never go as planned, considering who he is and your affiliation with him, a peaceful day was something that was very rare for both of you. The infamous oni Arattaki Itto was your boyfriend being with him brought you so much joy. He was more than you could’ve asked for and you were more than happy to have him in your life. But, the people of inazuma were not too fond of him, they were always out for his neck for absolutely no reason, always attacking his members or Itto himself but he always brushed it off not really caring of what others think of him at all different from you in that aspect and you admire that about him. He always held his head up high and you felt proud that he was your leader despite what others say. You know how truly kind and caring he really is.

You had arrived at Uyuu restaurant a bit earlier than Itto himself as he had a few things to take care of before he arrived. You sat on your usual spot in the corner of the restaurant happily awaiting for his arrival to finally spend some time with him. Your eyes were skimming the menu to kill time though you knew exactly you were going to order when you felt someone bump into your side. You furrow your brows and look up at the random guy who stumbled as he leaned his arm on the bar beside him. The restaurant was pretty empty at this time of day so you were confused as to why he was at the secluded corner you chose, there were more than enough seats elsewhere as the restaurant was pretty dead at the moment.

You only gave an awkward smile and turned your attention back to the menu in front of you, not really wanting to get involved with him as he reeked of booze. “Ah so it is you.” The smell of alcohol hits your nose as he leans down a bit to whisper in your ear making your face slightly scrunch up as you slightly move back.

“Ah, sorry sir but I think you have the wrong person.” You only laugh it off, though the way he kept leaning in was making you uncomfortable. You didn’t want to cause a fuss with him knowing how alcohol can make people a bit more aggressive. You turn your attention back to the menu once again hoping he’d just walk away and get on with his day.

“The wrong person?” He laughed, you sigh as you turn to face him again only to see him eye you up and down making you uncomfortably shift in your seat. “No sweetheart, I think I have the right person. Now don’t try to act all shy.” He only inched closer. You had to swallow the bile that rose in your throat, the man smell of booze making you nauseous alone. You only chuckled and scooted even further away, trying your absolute best to be as polite as possible.

“Haha, ok buddy I think you’ve had just a tad bit too much to drink already. I don’t know you sorry.” You laugh it off, body slowly shrinking into itself to get away from his body that was slowly leaning in closer.

“Ah, how about I buy you a drink to sober you right up! The tea here should do the trick!” You think of an excuse to get away from him for a bit, just to buy some time until Itto arrives.

The man only grabbed your arm as you turned away, holding it down on the table next to you as he placed his other hand on your thigh right were the patch of your exposed skin was showing, pushing your leg down making sure you couldn’t lift your leg off.

“Hey-“

“Nonono come on,” He shushed you, shaking his head as he hovered over you, you leaned your face as far back as possible, he was way too close for comfort now. “Don’t play so hard to get now, I know exactly who you are too. Your from that dumb gang, you know I’m more better than that dumb boss of yours. Is he really your boyfriend? That dumbass out of everyone? I’m better! Way better and I can show you. Now come with me already. I'm getting tired of this game.” He hiccups, giving your thigh a squeeze. You felt your skin crawl, it felt disgusting, gross. Physical contact was something you weren’t too fond of and having a random stranger feel you up was definitely making it harder to see any enjoyment in this.

“I- I’m not interested. Now please I don’t want to make a scene but I need you to stop touching me.” You move your hand to pry his hand on your thigh off but he only tightens his grip more making you wince. Your patience was running thin.

“Also please refrain any bad mouthing of my leader, and no thanks to your offer, I’m good. Besides itto is sure as hell more of a man than you’ll ever be, now for the last time let me go.” You state firmly, glaring at him now as this was making you more nervous and uncomfortable as time went on.

You glanced around, no workers were near you at the moment and you felt relived that no one was seeing this but you felt dread at the same time, you needed to get away from this man as soon as possible.

“You have a bad mouth on you, someone needs to teach you a lesson.” He smirked, his now free hand resting on your waist as you threw his other hand away from you, he only pulled you in closer. Your arms thrashed as you tried to pull your arm away and push him by his chest, he was scaring you now, making it a bit hard to breathe. He was squeezing hard enough to leave a bruise and your eyes started to burn. You felt hopeless against him.

“Stop being such a tease now would you? You think it’s cute but I can see you throwing yourself at me.” He chuckled, his thumbs rubbing small circles on your waist as you squirmed in his hold, you squeezed your eyes shut. You couldn’t look at him, you felt disgusting and ashamed. “Awe are you closing your eyes now? Finally giving in? I had no idea Itto’s partner would give up this easily,” He chuckled, breath hitting your neck making you jolt. “Well I’ve always heard rumors about you and how easy you are so this is no surprise.” He whispered, taking in a deep breath as he laid his head on your shoulder. Your arms started shaking, tears were now freely running down your face as he leaned all his body weight on your frame.

You couldn’t bring yourself to open your eyes, too scared to do so as you felt his hands wander to your back, the place where you hated being touched the most. “Please stop this, I don’t want to use force.” You tried to knee him but his hand only held your thigh down, giving it another squeeze as you let out a painful groan as your thrashes became more aggressive.“Let me go, LET ME-“

Before you could finish your pleas you felt his hands get ripped off your body. For a second you thought your mind was playing games on you, making you think it’s all over when it wasn’t, you hesitantly pried your eyes open and saw he wasn’t anywhere near you.

He was no longer standing next to your seat. No, now he was being held in the air, his hands were no longer on your body as they were now wrapped around a pair of arms that held him up. The one holding him up was none other than your boyfriend, Itto. Not your usual cheery happy go lucky boyfriend no, in front of you stood someone who was terrifying if anyone dared mess with his close loved ones, you being at the top.

Itto was so happy to have lunch with you today, to finally have you all to himself, thinking nothing could waver his mood, not even that evil Kujou Sara. He always has a cool temper, never letting himself get too angry by what others may say or think about him as he brushes any bad rumor of him off. But the second his eyes landed on the scumbag who dared to lay his hands on someone who wasn’t his, Ittos vision went red. He wasn’t one to get angry often, let alone lose his temper, but the way you had your eyes screwed shut and your shoulders were trembling as the sick freak ran his hands on your waist even after hearing your pleads to stop, Itto wanted nothing more than to break the guys arms. Those disgusting hands that dared to touch you, dared to make you uncomfortable, dared to make you cry.

Itto’s jaw was cleaned as he held the pathetic human up by the collar of his shirt, only tightening it more as the guy begged for forgiveness.

“Hey, bud please,” The man begged, his hands now wrapped around Itto’s wrist trying to get them off of him. “PLEASE LISTEN! I- I DIDN'T KNOW!” The guy trashed in Itto’s hold, getting more scared as seconds went by. You didn't blame the man for his panicked state though, Itto hadn’t even uttered a word which was the scariest part.

You could see the veins on his arms and neck bulging out, you can tell just how pissed he was just by the way his breathing was slightly ragged as he stared at the guy with the scariest look on his face.

“Itto,” Your voice came out so small he almost didn’t hear it. “Hey, I-it’s ok. I’m ok please put him down. We can go somewhere else for lunch.” You try to smile at him, hand coming up to his bicep to bring him back from his blind rage.

Ittos jaw unclenched upon feeling your fingers on his skin, you brought him back before things got ugly but he wanted to rip the guy who dared put you through this into pieces.

Itto dropped the guy from his hold, letting the scared pathetic man hit the floor as he dramatically gasped for air. Itto only kneeled down in front of the sick bastard and threateningly grasped his shoulder. “Don’t touch what’s mine. I don’t ever want to see your sick ass face around me again, got it bud? If my men see you around pulling shit like this on anyone else again oho oh buddy I promise you, you’ll regret it.” He shoved the man back harshly, standing back up to his full height, making the man in front of him bow while spewing out apologies.

Only did his features soften when he looked back down at you. You only looked down at the man that Itto scared shitless, you felt horrible. You managed to cause a scene which was the one thing you wanted. Now all eyes were on Itto as whispers about what went down were heard around you. Your head only hung low in shame. Of course now everyone will blame Itto for absolutely no reason, no one knows the full story and Itto’s going to have even more horrible rumors spread about him.

“Y/n.” Itto called out, voice coming out a bit harsher than he intended making your head snap up to look at him.

You looked so scared, your eyes were blown wide, just one look at you and he knew you were blaming yourself. The thought alone made Itto more pissed, not at you but at the sick piece of shit who darded to put you in such a state.

You felt bad for making Itto show a side of him that wasn’t really shown and in a public place at that. Many people didn’t trust him as it was and now this might make his rep worse, knowing how people spread rumors you don’t even want to hear what crazy things they will say about this incident.

Itto slowly walked up to you, hand coming up to your face but immediately stopping. Unsure if it was fine to touch you as of now because of the sick fuck who made you uncomfortable only a few moments ago. He didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, no that’s the last thing itto wants to do.

His eyes search yours and as he sees the tears that threaten to spill as you give him a small nod of approval he lets out a small sigh of relief. His hand gently wrapped around yours as he led you out of the restaurant. Not wanting anyone to be around you at the moment he knew you were uncomfortable and he needed to make sure you were ok, away from prying eyes and unwanted people trying to get in your business.

His touch was featherlight, almost nonexistent though his whole hand engulfed your smaller one. He only walked in front of you blocking anyones eyes that dared to look at you with his tall frame.

Only did you notice he stopped walking when you bumped into his back, realizing you were now pretty far from anyone as he took you back to the gang's hideout. He gently let your hand go, turning his body around to face you as you stared at his chest. Your breathing became slightly more ragged as it hit you, everything that just went down replaying in your head making your arms wrap around your body. You felt gross, you felt exposed and you felt dirty. You couldn’t hold back the small sob that escaped your lips as you still felt hands on you, you hated it.

Itto only looked down at you with sad eyes, his own burning with unshed tears as his fists were clenched at his sides. He was scared of making you uncomfortable, he wanted to hold you but he knows that’s probably the last thing you want at the moment. He feels so much anger, at himself for not getting there sooner, and at that sick freak who did this to you, at that guy who made you feel like this.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered out, his voice cracking a bit making your head shoot up to look at him, more tears coming out as you shook your head.

“N-no Itto, please don’t be. Y-you saved me, don't apologize please.” You hiccup as you wipe your tears. You felt horrible, you felt bad for making Itto make a scene at the restaurant.

Itto’s fists were shaking, he wanted to go back to teach the guy a lesson because he made you scared like this. He felt helpless; he felt like he didn’t do enough. “I’m so sorry,” Ittos head hung low as tears rescaled the corners of his eyes as he screwed them shut, the feeling of your hands cup both sides of his cheeks made him open his eyes, as he looked down at your gaze you looked so concerned as your eyebrows were drawn together.

He felt the slight tremble of your hands and more tears escaped. “No Itto it’s not your fault, please don’t blame yourself I was just there at the wrong time is all. But you did save me, no one would’ve stopped him if you didn’t show up the time you did, so thank you for coming before things escalated.” You assure him, nodding your head as his lips begin to wobble, more tears coming out as he puts his hands on yours.

“Please tell me if you don’t want me to touch you, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” Itto whispers out, his hands hesitantly moving away from your hold on his face. He was afraid of making you feel worse, he knows you're not one for physical touch and he didn’t want to push it right now, not after what you’ve just been through.

You only shake your head, a small whimper escaping your lips as more tears spill out. He was so caring and gentle and understanding. Hearing how concerned he was made your heart feel full and you couldn’t be more thankful than to have him.

“Are you ok? He didn’t do anything t- he didn’t try anything else did he? Did he hurt you?” Itto questions, feeling bad for asking too much, he didn’t want to be too forward but he needed to make sure that nothing else happened besides what he saw which was already bad enough.

“I-I’m good now Itto, you're here, so I’m good now.” You take in a deep breath as you gently let go of his face. “You got there just in t-time, before things went too far. And thank you for asking before but your touch doesn’t make me scared or uncomfortable Itto. Please don’t be afraid to do so, but thank you for asking before.” You assure him, as you wipe the stray tears from your face.

“Can I please hold you?” He asks, though you told him it was ok to do so he still hesitated, just to make sure you were really fine with it before.

“Please.” You smile up at him as he immediately engulfs you in his arms, both arms wrapping protectively around your frame as he rests his chin on top of your head. “Tell me if it’s too much ok?” He asks, you only nod your head yes as your arms wrap around his torso, your body physically relaxing in his hold as his scent flooded your senses. You felt so much comfort and love in his embrace alone. “Your touch never makes me uncomfortable Itto I want you to know that, thank you for being gentle and understanding but your touch is everything I need, you make me feel so safe and I couldn’t ask for anything more. Thank you for saving me today.” You whisper into his chest, arms slightly tightening around his torso.

“Also, i'm sorry as well. You had to show a side of you that you don’t like showing, I know people are going to spread rumors but I’ll try my best to explain what really-“

“Who cares what anyone else says, you don’t need to explain anything to anyone either, I’m sure the people that witnessed what went down truly know who the one to blame here is, don’t worry about such things, besides I couldn’t care less about what anyone says all I need to know is how your feeling and doing, I just need to know your ok and you feel safe is all. So don’t blame yourself for something you didn’t do ok.” Itto assures you, arms wrapping around you a tad bit tighter. You only nod once again, head resting on his chest as he held you, calming you down with ease as his touch made you feel safe. Though physical touch was something you weren’t very fond of, Itto always made sure to ask your permission before anything even before the incident he's always been cautious as to not make you uncomfortable, his touch is something that you’ve grown to love, therefore he is the only one that you found comfort in when it comes to this kind of thing.

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authors note: hello hellooo!! hehehe im back again with an itto fic!! my first time writing for this sweet himbo lol I do hope I did him justice hehe I hope you are all doing well and staying safe and I do hope you all enjoy! <33

#genshin impact #genshin impact oneshots #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact itto #arataki itto #genshin impact comfort #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact imagines

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dilfl0v3rss · 10 months

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So BOOM the readers at a party. She a little tipsy and some girl bump into her. The reader like oh bitches can’t say excuse me. Ony trying to de- escalate the situation. Also sorry if your ask are closed. I couldn’t find anything on your page to tell me if they are.

when it came to parties ony picked and chose when he would and wouldn’t agree with you going, unless he was going himself. it wasn’t very often when your boyfriend would go to parties, but since he successfully made a big drop the previous night he thought it’d be nice to go out and enjoy himself at a party as a regular nigga and not a drug dealer.

“lemme tell you sum” his deep voice rang in your diamond stud covered ears. before he could let you out of the car, ony always made sure to let you know what it was before letting you go inside with him. “you know the rules, when you go to the bathroom give me your cup. don’t be drinking too much, and act like you got a head on those pretty shoulders, aight?” you nodded your head before leaning over the center console and giving him a sloppy kiss.

it didn’t take thirty minutes before sasha had you taking shot after shot. the slight buzz from the alcohol making your words a little slurred as you sung. “sex wit me s’amazinggggg!” you yelled along to rihanna, dancing all over sasha to the beat of the song. of course she didn’t stop you, but once ony saw you he knew it was time to take that cup away. “hol on man, i gotta go get my baby” he mumbled, shaking his head as he made his way to the middle of the floor.

ony was having a really good night, the weight of working finally lifted off his shoulders as he smiled while walking towards you. as your eyes met his you squealed, excitedly skipping towards him before continuing your dance on him. “hey pretty girl. how much you had t’drink?” you were still sober to the point where you knew you had three shots and a couple sips of jungle juice, smiling as you went on your tippy toes for a quick kiss. “not t’much i promise daddy”

ony smiled at the pet name, knowing your decorum was disintegrating along with your sobriety. “that’s good let me know when-” “i gotta pee papa!” you whisper yelled, but ony heard you, giving you a soft smile before taking your hand and walking towards the bathroom. you didn’t even take three steps before your hand was yanked from his as some random bitch bumped into you. ony thought nothing of it, reconnecting his hand with yours before trying to continue his journey.

“bitches is mute now? cant say excuse me?” your giggly attitude instantly replaced with anger as you stared the girl down. she whipped her head around, getting ready to say something smart. “who the fuck you calling a bitch?” ony knew you weren’t a girl who liked to argue so as soon as he saw you moving your bag off your shoulder he butted in. “unt uhh unt uhh we not doing that” he said. before you could handle your business, your movements were stopped by his tattooed arm on your waist.

“yeaa put that one on a leash” the girl giggled as she watched you try to move his arm so you can really show her what’s good. ony knew how you got when you were tipsy and was more than a hundred percent sure you could whoop this girl’s ass, but he was always against you fighting. but though that is true, he didn’t play about how people talked to or about you either. “man watch your mouth and go on somewhere. m’tryna keep her from fucking you up and you making it hard for me to want to.”

“and you, calm your little ass down for i take you to the bathroom for sum else” his deep voice made your eyes snap up towards his. stern look making your stomach get butterflies, but you feigned indifference. you rolled your eyes and continued your journey to the bathroom, mumbling something along the lines of “you lucky bitch” as you turned around.

as soon as you got to the bathroom he turned your body towards his, hand on your ass while he gave you a stern look. your eyes widened as you looked up at your now mildly pissed off boyfriend. “what i say in the car huh? you not being good ma.” he said softly. ony knew you can get a little emotional when you drank so he made sure to be as delicate as possible right now.

a pout formed on your face, eyes getting a little watery from the affects of the alcohol. like he figured, your emotions were all over the place. “s-she bumbed int’me firsttt” ony already knew you were getting ready to cry so he chose not to push the subject any further, giving you a few short pecks “sh sh sh s’okay baby i’m not mad at you. gon head and pee so you can go have fun okay?” he let you go to handle you business, sighing in relief when he seen your smile grow back on your face. he hated when you cried.

after you finished and washed your hands you went to go open the door, but ony stopped you, placing his tattooed hand on top of yours before speaking lowly to you. “you gon be good when you go back out there right? don’t wanna have to embarrass you” his words traveled straight to your panties, making you quickly nod your head as a reply. “speak up mama. you gon be good?” he turned your body around, tilting your chin up so he could see your eyes clearly. “i’ll be good” a smirk crept onto his face, gold grills peeking at you before he left a light kiss on your lips. free hand gripping your ass as he spoke.

“you better”

#aot x black reader #onyankopon x black reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x reader #aot #onyankopon x black!reader #onyankopon aot #onyankopon x black y/n

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prt-razorfuck · 7 months

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Well, the good news is that we caught Squealer.

The bad news is she somehow escaped custody via a cunning disguise and never before seen stealthiness that somehow slipped through *all of our defenses* (a fake mustache and a sign stating "Villain Escape Not In Progress" taped to her shirt) and we have absolutely no idea where the hell she went.

In other news, we would like to welcome our new (and quite forcibly sober) car Tinker, whose name is... uh... Wheeler?

Yeah, that. God, I'm so good at turning villains onto the path of law and order. If only that net I tried to catch Oni Lee with hadn't torn...

#worm #worm rp #wormblr #i have been forcibly banned from the sharp objects rooms in the Rig #Squealer #brockton bay

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nonnieapple · 3 months

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⛈ ☂️ Peach Pit, 6- All This Rotting Fruit☂️ ⛈

• (Akura-ou x g/n reader x Tomoe) • r a t i n g: m a t u r e • 6 8 8 w o r d s • p o s t e d 28.01.2024 🌧 navigation 🍑 previous chapter 🍑 next chapter • s u m m a r y: you're a peaceful farmer in the mountains during the sengoku period. someone starts stealing your peaches, and the thief turns out to be a chaotic oni, and the events that ensue flip your life upside down. • c h a p t e r s u m m a r y: a rematch. .TW: alc0hol

He poured and poured and seemed a far more compelling opponent compared to the surprisingly disappointing oni, who was sitting in comatose, folded in half, occasionally humming. He could've been asleep.

The light outside was fading, but you weren't looking, you weren't counting, for all you knew the world had ended.

"Na-now-" Tomoe lifted a finger, taking one last drink. His flush was far more obvious. You must've been drunk to delirium because you didn't feel intense revulsion while looking at him. He almost looked human, almost looked like he had a weakness.

That illusion would easily be shattered once he and you sobered up. You knew that. You didn't want it to.

"We'll be writing..." He paused. After a minute you began to worry. "defense apple. The one who... does so most accurately gets the..." Another pause. "stab... stick?" He forced a serious tone through a painfully obvious haze. You nodded as best as you could, which looked more like you were possessed.

He put up the screen, fiddling a lot more than last time. An egregious amount more. You raised a brow as he struggled.

You heard him tap his fingernails against the table. You stared at the paper, sticking out your tongue. Your high had begun to fade and your brain was slowing down along with the rest of your body. You were starting to wonder why the hell you agreed to this.

Your dagger. It was worth it all, even worth the hangover.

Defense... apple... you focused. You knew that one but hadn't written it in a while. You'd seen defense in war-related documents recently enough. Though admittedly, you hadn't written it much at all, same with apple.

You wrote it with a little more steadiness than the last, feeling more confident.

The screen was taken away roughly. You jolted up at the sound. You looked down at his paper. Tomoe prodded at Akura's shoulder. He grumbled in response, asking for ten more hours.

Tomoe had forgotten several strokes in the latter part of apple. You had forgotten the small stroke on top of the second part of defense. Technically, you had less errors.

He gawked at your paper with an open mouth. You could see his canines. His hands gripped the table so tight you thought he'd flip it.

"So..." You started.

He gave you the dagger wordlessly.

You gripped it tightly.

You were never letting go of it.

He stood up and began to walk away. Akura ou stayed on his chair, most likely asleep. You followed Tomoe, trailing behind his tail. You almost touched it until he turned his head to you.

You had left the room and were walking through the halls.

"Why are you still here?" He asked with a frown and a twitch of his tail.

"Eh... don't wanna leave..." You flipped your wrist.

You walked through wooden rooms, ending up in a hall with many windows. His ear flicked.

Tomoe stopped, turned to you, reached out for you, retying your kosode, left over right.

"What an eyesore..." He mumbled.

He secured the belt and fixed your collar. His hand brushed against your neck.

You blinked sheepishly.

"I liked it that way."

"I did. NOT. It's horribly... horrible. Who taught you to do that?!"

"I taught m'self. After my family passed, I wished I had too," You joked, shrugging, your face flushed with intoxication. Tomoe frowned, gazing down at you.

"Your family... whatever happened?"

"Yokai burned everything down. I killed a few... but I wish... I wish I could kill 'em all." You cleared your throat, avoiding his gaze and feeling hotter.

"I thought you hated me for- no reason."

You sighed shakily, one hand tangling in your hair and the other hugging your waist.

"You don't... care- uh-bout humans... about their little... useless lives. None a you. Why should I care 'bout you, then?"

You stumbled onto a balcony, laying down on a pillow. Tomoe followed. His frown was cemented, painted with worry.

"Human- that's not-"

"Shut up..." You rumbled. He flinched at your words. You dug your fingers into the soft fabric and drifted into sleep.

#akura-ou x reader #tomoe x reader #akura ou/reader #akura-ou x reader x tomoe #kamisama hajimemashita #w r i t i n g #☂️#k a m i s a m a k i s s

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