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chibikyo · 7 months

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Day 19 - Stuck in Wall

Black Dragon x F!Reader (Kano, Erron Black, Kabal, Tremor) *set in some random ass timeframe where these four were black dragon at the same time. Did not research as mk multiverse is now a thing

Reader is caught during a recon mission at a Black Dragon warehouse. She tries to sneak out, but gets caught in a precarious position that Kano and his goons are all to happy to use to their advantage.

Warnings: Non-con to Dub-con (Reader is given two kinda horrible choices but does enjoy the sex), stuck in a wall trope, rough sex, throat fucking, inhuman genitalia (Tremor is half rocks), spanking, anal sex (writer is tired after working 12 hours and may have missed warnings)

************************************************************************ She was screwed; royally and unequivocally screwed. She’d volunteered for this mission because it should have been easy. Sneak into the black dragon’s warehouse, get eyes on the goods, and get out. A simple, easy mission for someone of her particular skill set yet it had gone ass over tea kettle really fucking fast. She ducked around a corner, listening to the sound of the thundering footsteps that pursued her. To her left was a dark room, door ajar, and Y/n slid through, quietly shutting the door behind her.

She managed to shut the door without so much as a click, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. She heard Tremor thundering past the closed door and held her breath, afraid to so much as breathe to give away her hiding place. She took a quick assessment of her situation, noticing a half-boarded window on the far side of the room. The soft light filtering in was definitely natural; an exit! She crept quietly across the room, careful to avoid obstacles. The floor was littered with junk and scrap and general detritus one might expect from a dingy warehouse owned by black market thugs.

“She must have ducked into another room!” Y/n heard Kano shouting and picked up her pace. She figured she only had a few minutes at most before she was discovered and at least outside she could radio for help. The walls had been lined with something that caused interference as her radio proved ineffective. She reached the window without making any noise. She assessed the hole between the boards critically. The space was small, but she figured she could just squeeze through. She tested the board above the window sill but it wasn’t moving without considerable force and she would have to move quickly if she pried it off.

She heard slamming noises close by, heard swearing and shouting and the thundering footsteps of Tremor shaking the very walls and made her decision. She wedged herself though the window, had to wiggle to get her shoulders through, then her breasts, bracing herself on the window to pry herself out. She reached her waist, cursing her wide hips as she struggled to fit through the hole. When she was nearly free she let out a sigh of relief, before she heard a tearing sound and a sudden resistance. Her belt was caught on the boards.

“Shit not now!” She growled. She couldn’t reach through to feel what she was caught against and she heard another loud bang, the shouting echoing through the hangar-esque room. “Fuck!” She tried to push back in, at least to give herself a fighting chance, but whatever had hooked her resisted her moving that way too. She heard Kano let out a sharp, echoing laugh as she fought to pull herself free.

“Got yer fat ass stuck there did ya, Sheila?” Kano cackled as he came to a halt just out of reach of her flailing legs. “So fucking close to freedom too.” He skirted around to the side, avoiding a kick as he brought the flat of his hand down against her admittedly plump ass, pleased when he heard her yelp filter in from outside.. “Quite the predicament she’s in eh, Tremor?”

“She’s certainly not going anywhere.” Tremor replied, grabbing one of her ankles as she kicked out again. Kano wrapped an arm around her other leg and laughed harder as she began to struggle harder. "Fixing to get hurt if she keeps this up." He added, his grip on her leg painfully tight.

Y/n knew it was over, she was caught, but there was still a chance if she could just find the right leverage. She heard the wood splinter and felt her heart sore with victory until two more black dragon goons appeared around the side of the building. It was Erron Black followed by Kabal, who put on his thrusters the second he saw her, coming to a stop just a foot away from her head.

Erron let out a low whistle, sauntering up beside Kabal as he holstered his gun and Y/n felt that small shimmer of hope fizzle and die. She glared at Kano's minions as she cursed her luck. Her gut was starting to ache from the pressure of the window ledge and Tremor's death grip on her ankle was starting to grind the bones.

"We got eyes on her out here boss." Erron hollered as he and Kabal glanced at each other, humor lighting up their eyes. Erron reached out, ripping her gun from its holster as well as stripping her of her knife and other equipment. She let it happen, knowing there was literally nowhere for her to run.

"Okay. I give up." She muttered, humiliation tinting her cheeks red. "Not that this isn't fun, but can you fucking pull me out now. If you're not just going to kill me, that is."

"Shucks Sheila, we ain't gonna kill ya. Not when you make for the perfect bait for those special force bastards. I know Sonya won't leave a man behind. Well, woman in this instance.." Kano smirked as his eyes traced the curve of her ass wickedly. He reached up with his free hand, tracing that curve until he could palm one cheek teasingly. He felt her tense beneath him. "This is a mighty fine view. Thinking we should play little before we pull you loose."

Y/n froze, eyes wide as a tremor of fear went through her. Kano’s hand stroked her ass slowly before giving it another slap that made Y/n jerk against the sharp ledge. His fingers trailed down, teasing her inner thigh up and up only to skim back down just before he reached her cunt. She squirmed, tried to yank her legs free from their grasp, but Tremor held fast to her right leg and Kano slapped her ass again making her hiss from the sting of it. She glanced up, seeing the heat simmering behind Erron and Kabal’s eyes.

“Get your fucking hands off me, Kano!” Y/n growled, but all she got in response was another slap, this time on her right cheek, followed by another chuckle. Erron crossed his arms, shaking his head before dropping down to one knee in front of her. His eyes were bright against the shadows cast by his hat and the kohl smeared under to reduce glare. His mask was firmly in place still, leaving little of his face visible. He grasped her chin, tilting her up to meet his gaze.

“Now how about we all settle down for a minute, darling.” His southern drawl somehow soothing despite the situation. She could hear Kano grumbling through the window, but couldn’t discern the words. “You were the one who come in here snooping in our business, and then led us on a mighty fine chase. Now, we can do this the hard way; we rip you out of that window and bleed you until you spill all your special forces secrets.”

“See that’s the way I normally prefer.” Kano added, clearly catching on to Erron’s little game. “But your little game of cat and mouse has me all worked up with no proper outlet to be found. So here is how this is going to work and I’m feeling generous enough to give you a choice.” He felt Y/n tense beneath his hands.

“You’ve got this nice, tight ass that I just want to sink my teeth into, as well as other things. Now, you can either settle down and have a little fun with us and we’ll make sure this whole thing is down right pleasant for you.” Kano squeezed her ass again to emphasize his point. “Or, you can keep fighting us and I’ll make sure it fucking hurts,” His fingers dug in hard enough to leave bruises as he growled. “And when I’m done I’ll still bleed you fucking dry.”

“Kano’s not one to exaggerate these things, sugar.” Erron added. “Why don’t you just calm down and let us show you a good time?”

“God you have such a pretty mouth.” Kabal leaned down as well, licking his lips as he palmed himself beneath his rough cargos. “THey’re gonna look real good wrapped around my cock.” Erron nodded as if in agreement, though his fingers stroked his soothing strokes along her cheeks.

She whimpered as her legs were released, the muscles aching from being held at such odd angles for so long, but she was able to relieve some pressure as her feet settled on the ground. Then she heard the distinct sound of a knife being unsheathed followed by a sharp tug and ripping sound as Kano cut her pants free of where they’d snagged on a loose piece of wood. She felt hands reaching under her, fumbling with her buttons and zippers and soon rough fingers were digging under the waistband. She had to force herself to remain still as Kano and Tremor removed her boots and pants, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.

Thick, calloused fingers groped her ass, slipping under the thin fabric of her panties to slide between her lower lips. She felt her face flush at the realization that she was wet there, feeling their fingers slide through her slick before teasing her clit with rough strokes. She let out a choked off moan as Erron let go of her chin and backed up a step to fumble with the zipper on his pants. Kabal was watching her with a smirk, casually stroking the visible bulge in his pants as Erron tugged his cock free.

“Now, you're gonna keep those teeth to yourself right?” Erron asked as he pressed the tip of his cock to her cheek, leaving a small trail of precum smeared on her skin. Y/n nodded, eyes glaring as she let her mouth fall open enough for him to slide the tip in. She curled her lips around her teeth just a bit as he slowly pressed into the warm cavern of her mouth. He threaded a hand into her hair, helping stay upright as he began to thrust shallowly. She moaned around his cock as two fingers sank into her tight cunt, rough and fast. The complete opposite of Erron’s lazy pace.

“God this bitch is fucking tight.” Kano grunted as he sank his fingers in deeper, harder, feeling her slick coating them more with each thrust. “Bet this fucking hole would feel so good wrapped around my fat cock.” It didn’t take much more than a nod at Tremor for him to reach out and tear her undies off her like ripping paper. Kano smacked her cheek with his free hand a few times, each slap emphasized by his fingers thrusting into her tight pussy. He just barely caught her muffled whining around Erron’s cock. “Too bad that isn’t what I’m after right now.”

He slipped his fingers out of her cunt, pressing the tip of his forefinger to the tight pucker of her ass. She tried to jerk away as he used her own slick as lube to slowly press inside. He smacked her again, relishing the way her ass jiggled beneath his palm. She fell still immediately and he used that as permission to thrust his finger in deeper. He worked her open slowly, knowing his men, for all their eagerness to enjoy Y/n’s sweet body, would not actually be happy with him causing her real harm.

Y/n moaned louder, the sound reverberating along Erron’s thick cock, as she felt Kano adding a second finger. She’d never done anal before and the intrusion felt odd, the stretch not painful but strange and she was glad that he seemed to at least be taking his time. She felt Erron slowly thrusting harder, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat each time he pressed in and she decided to distract herself by applying her limited skills to sucking his cock. It felt heavy against her tongue, long and pleasantly thick and she found herself almost enjoying herself.

She felt Kabal press in along her waist, then hands sliding down under her to grope at her breasts. She gasped, bearing down around Kano’s fingers as Kabal pinched her nipples through her shirt. The was a soft ‘schnck’ of sliding metal and then she felt her shirt and bra were ripped away, allowing Kabal’s hands to wrap around her bare flesh. He teased and flicked her nipples until they pebbled under his fingers. The rough pads of his fingers were a pleasant distraction from the stretch of Kano adding a third finger.

“Whatever you boys are doing, keep it up. I wanna feel her squeezing this tight around my cock.” Kano laughed as he tugged his fingers free. He kept one finger hooked around the rim as his other hand stroked along her glistening pussy to gather more of her slick. He stroked his cock a few times to get it nice and wet, then leaned down to spit into the gape of her ass. He smeared the spit along her rim, spit twice more until it was nice and glossy before pressing the tip of his cock against her fluttering hole. “Get ready for this sweetheart.”

He slammed his hips forward, sinking into the hilt with a single thrust and felt her spasm around his thickness. He gripped her hips tight, holding her still as he relished the tight squeeze of her around him. It took effort not to just rut into her fast and rough but he gave her time to adjust. He knew he was a lot, decently long but incredibly thick, her hole stretching around his length obscenely.

“It’s gonna feel so good real soon, sugar, I promise.” Erron murmured, stroking her cheek as continued to thrust. He’d slowly been working to relax her throat and push in deeper and deeper until Kano had made her gag around him. He pulled out long enough to let her catch her breath, watching her body rock forward as Kano began to thrust. He sank back in with a sigh an began to fuck her throat in earnest. Y/n had to force herself to relax her throat as he thrust in hard and fast, chasing his pleasure.

Kabal continued to play with her tits, squeezing them together and playing with them, feeling her nipples grow swollen and puffy as he abused them. The wet sound of Erron fucking into her throat mixed with her muffled whines and moans had him straining against his zipper and he couldn’t wait to get his turn. He leaned down, mouthed pressed to her ear as she whimpered beneath their hands.

“Doing so good for us, sweetheart. Look at you taking Erron’s cock like a perfect little cum dump.” He licked his lips. “God these tits are so gorgeous; plump and perky and so sensitive. I just wanna flip you over and fuck my cock between them. Wanna mark them up and make a complete mess of them.” Kabal twisted her nipples hard, feeling her jerk under his hands before soothing the tender buds.

She felt so overwhelmingly full, a tight coil of pleasure growing in her core as Kano fucked her hard. The odd sensation had all but faded as Y/n grew addicted to the weight of his cock in that hole. She hated how good it felt, her ass squeezing his cock rhythmically, hips pressing back to meet each thrust. She was so fucking close to climax that all she could do was choke around Erron’s cock thrusting into her throat. She felt his hips still, cock buried deep as he shot his cum straight down her throat. She swallowed around the thick shaft as he spilled his seed straight into her stomach.

As he finished, she felt Kano reach under her, fingers pressing against her clit as his thumb pressed into her soaked pussy. He rubbed her clit with rough, fast circles that matched his thrusts and had her screaming as she finally spilled over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her as she spasmed around his cock. He thrust a few more times before the tight clench of her ass coaxed his own orgasm out and he pressed in deep, filling her ass with hot, sticky cum.

“God that ass is so fucking tight.” Kano sighed, pulling his cock out with a deep groan. “Such a perfect little cum slut. Bet she looks so fucking cum drunk on your side.” He laughed. Y/n shuddered, face flushed from humiliation. “It’s only gonna get better from here, slut.” Y/n didn’t have a chance to ask what he meant before she felt rough hands grab her ass, prying the cheeks apart to spread her holes nice and wide. A cock pressed against her soaked cunt, sliding in slow and steady into her quivering hole as a thick thumb pressed into her asshole, keeping it plugged full of Kano’s cum. There was a hard, bumpiness to the fingers and Y/n realized who it was just as that cock was thrust deep into inside her. It had to be Tremor, his hands covered in a layer of hard, rough earth and it seemed his cock had the same rocky outer shell as it pressed hard and ridged inside her. It dragged along her walls, bumpy and stiff and somehow even thicker than Kano had been.

“Hold on Tremor. Go on and pull her out of there and I’ll be right through. I wanna fuck her fat tits.” Kabal growled as he let them go. She felt Tremor pull out, her body carefully manipulated out of the hole and laid out several feet from the offending window. She squirmed as Tremor spread her legs, his cock sliding back into her glistening cunt as Kano stuffed his coat under her head. The ground was hard concrete, smooth and cold, but hard and she was grateful for the small courtesy.

She heard wood splintering and just as Tremor began to thrust into her deep and slow and unrelenting Kabal was there straddling her waist. He let his cock rest between her breasts, squeezed them together to make a tight channel as he began to rut between them fast and rough. He laughed as they bounced in his hands, his fingers snaking up to tease her puffy buds as he chased his orgasm.

“Knew these tits were fucking gorgeous. Look at your nipples all red and swollen. Could spend hours just sucking at them. I like making girls cum from nipple play alone.” He watched as a splash of precum hit her lips. Y/n moaned, hands reaching up to hold her tits together for him and he rewarded her by twisting and pinching her nipples between his fingers. “Fuck they’re so pretty. Gonna look even better covered in my cum. Are you ready?”

He gave a few more thrusts before rising up on his knees so his cock was hovered over her. He jerked himself hard and fast until hot cum was splashing across her face, her tits, even landing in her hair. Y/n gasped at the sight, couldn’t help as arousal hit her hard seeing his face twisted with pleasure. When he was done he wasted no time scrambling away from her so he could pull his phone out and snap a few pictures. She tried to complain, but could manage no more than a few throaty whines and Kabal chuckled.

“Just for my personal collection, sweetheart. I promise they won’t leave this room.” He laughed as he tucked his cock back into his pants.

Y/n was starting to feel lightheaded as Tremor continued to thrust into her. HIs cock was so huge it felt like it was rearranging her guts and she was already on the edge of another orgasm. Her spongy walls quivered around his literal rockhard cock. She wondered if he even felt the pressure of her squeezing around him, but then he started moving faster, harder, slamming his hips into her and all thoughts were wiped from her mind.

She came so hard she felt herself squirt, shaking head to toe as she coated both of them with a slick gush of her cum. Tremor groaned at the sight, hip stuttering as he fucked her through his own orgasm. He came until it was spilling out around his cock and he finally pulled free, watching her hole leaking his thick seed as she lay trembling on the floor. Kano grinned, leaning down so he was close to her head. He patted her cheek as he took in her fucked out expression.

“Look at how fucking cum drunk she is. Fucking gorgeous little slut.” He chortled. “Don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll get you cleaned up and find you some new clothes and then we can all have a nice chat about all this. Gods, you really are looking pretty well fucked though. Maybe we should keep you around as our personal slut. Bet you’d like that.”

“Not happening.” Y/n grunted, wondering just how badly bruised she was gonna be in a few hours, now that she had the ability to think at all. “But…” She added as Kano gave her the worlds fakest pout. “It’s gonna be a few days before the rescue party comes and anything could happen between now and then.”

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beatrixstonehill2 · 18 days

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"This is so unfair. I'm a trans girl and got put in this sorority where the only way they're letting me stay on estrogen and be a girl is if I don't be a gooner. They know trans girls are so sweet and perverted that being in a sorority is our fetishistic dream. So many sexy girls to bust a nut to, all of them bi, making out with each other, half of them so pregnant they look ready to pop. Huge boobs, fat asses, all super eager to fuck and party. And I was told by the administration office my stay at the sorority is preliminary, to see if I can behave myself. I was given a list of stuff that will prove I'm secretly just a man trying to invade girls' spaces......

Number one, no jerking off to the girls or trying to cum on them as I go about my day. WTF, the other girls rub their clits for hours on end, in the middle of the lounge and foyer, their mouthwatering pussies out for all to see. They squirt on each other for fun before class! But I can only masturbate if I'm alone? It's so unfair!

Number two, no accidental ejaculation. So no cumming in my panties or down my leg in a cute dress. No cumming in my bikini or my yoga pants. I have to keep my cock under control at all times. Never mind how many girls are fondling themselves all day long as they talk and study and shower, playing with themselves nonstop, groping their tits, their big pregnant bellies, some girls in the halls will even be talking to each other and casually fisting their own asses like it's totally normal. I'm so jealous!

Number three, sapphic fakegirls are just boys. No relationships with girls, period. ....... Never mind that literally every girl here scissors and fuck the other girls for fun. I'm only allowed to take it up the ass at the frathouse to prove I'm a girl.

Number four, no porn. I'm not to watch porn casually, with other people around, in a 'perverted and male way', because I guess girls don't blast porn and watch it in public? Oh wait, every girl does. Porn is on in the lounge 24/7, I just have to walk by and not indulge in watching it. Girls are watching porn on their phones constantly. My roommate watches videos of girls getting gangraped in public for hours every night and cums over and over. The videos sound so amazing! The girls start off complaining about being kissed and groped, to stop pulling out their breasts, how embarrassed they are for their huge tits to be pulled out in public, then the girls usually whine about being pregnant and so many cocks could hurt the babies. But the men never care, they fuck these girls soooo hard for hours in public and nobody does anything, they just watch and film, or masturbate to the carnage. Eventually, the girls wind up moaning and cumming, loving every second of it. I wanna watch these vids so bad it hurts! And my cute pregnant roommate, Stephanie, gets to abuse her pussy over and over and over, absolutely soaking her bed in her pussy juices, but I'd be the perv for doing the same.....

Number five, no grabbing or playing with my cock in the restroom. I have a pretty girl that monitors me in the bathroom every time I go, to make sure I'm not gooning and jerking off. The girls chosen to watch me are so sexy and clearly only there to tempt me into breaking the rules. Only really curvy girls with thick thighs, big asses, huge boobs, and pregnant bellies sticking out so far their arms don't even reach out all the way in front of them. The girls love teasing me, telling me what a pretty girl I am, how beautiful my tits are, how much they want to suck my fat cock. But I can only sit down and pee as they watch, no touching my cock at all.... It's always dripping pee when I get up and I just have to deal with it.

Number six, no filming the other girls in perverted way. No upskirts, no following them filming their asses or tits. Nothing. It's so frustrating because the other girls do this constantly. They'll film upskirts of their friends and upload them to TikTok or Instagram all the time, even grope and pull out their tits like pervy boys.... And that's all in good fun.

Long story short, this university has one of the highest detrans rates for trans girls and I'm sad to say I cracked. It all became too much. I'm gooning soooo hard! I'm filming all these sexy girls, finally, humping the ground, playing with my cock, asking the girls perverted questions like how many babies they're pushed out or whether or not they fantasize about being raped. I can't contain it anymore. I've jerked off like a dozen times today. I'm being transferred to the frathouse..... And as of twenty minutes ago I was given my first shot of testosterone.

Sorry, mom and dad, looks like you're getting back your son. I love how this feels, jerking off in public, groping the other girls, saying lewd, nasty things to them as I stroke my cock. Fuckkkkk I really am a boy, aren't I? This sucks..... I guess playing pretend as a girl really was just a way for me to see more titties, fat asses, swollen pussies, and bellies stretched to the bursting point with babies. I really was just infiltrating, hoping to be one of them and engage in all the wonderful, perverted stuff girls do to each other. Instead I'm going to be just another musclebound creep, forcing myself on pretty girls around campus and bragging about it to all my gooner friends.... My cock is getting hard again just thinking about it.

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cybersp4c3 · 4 months

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Sorry for the amount of gooning but lord I jerked to Scaramouche for so damn long it’s insane

My dick fucking hurts from how much I beat it in the last 3 weeks

And whenever I’m done I look at Scaramouche in game and I wonder why, WHY ISN’T HE A LITTLE BIG TITTIED BIMBO

Why

Why can’t he be like in my fantasies? Why can’t he be a no brained bimbo with a fat ass and a tight little pussy

Why can’t there be a skin of him where he’s in a skin tight bikini and he has special voice lines that where he says the most dumbest bimbo shit ever

I need big tittied bimbo cuntboy…I need big tittied bimbo cuntboy

I spent 2021-2024 beating it to this whore why can’t I ahve my little cuntboy bimbo

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darylthekidd · 11 months

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i don't care much for dogs

pairing: aizawa shouta x puppy girl!reader

summary: shou never thought that he'd be up for adopting a dog. they were clingy, hyper, dumb, and gross. or so he thought.

warnings:

this had to be a joke, right? the one time eraserhead steps away from his patrol for the night, he's gotta be the hero again. well, according to himself anyway.

you were just chilling, huddled into your dingy, makeshift bed that you had long outgrown. here in the Tourism Sector of the city. you must've been dodged by a previous caretaker.

not that shouta was looking, but he noticed how you looked. your adorable ears, hidden poorly in your sparkly, dewy fro. you had on simple tops and bottoms but he wondered if that shake was real. your small, chubby self just perched so cutely, he didn't like dogs but he would tolerate them for you.

as he took a step to try and wake you, he heard a meek growl sound from you. had you been awake this whole time? you must be a light sleeper.

"m'not drunk 'n' m'not going back to the hold. not with you." the girl mumbled, shouta just bent down a little to see her a bit more. he was treated to the smell of dog mixed with a fading perfume. it was a strange smell.

"hey. i'm eraserhead. can you tell me if you're alright?"

you peaked up at him, your nose all ashy and twitchy. dehydration. "if you come any closer, i'll rip your heart out through your chest. stay back. what do you want?"

the whiplash?!?

shouta just fought the urge to be irritated by some random pup being rude. this dog probably had ran away rather than be dumped if the way she watched him was any sign.

"are you alright?"

"yea, m'fine. do i need'ta move?"

the way your cheeks seemed to fluff out as you glared at him sent flutters into his throat. you were kinda cute. if he had any say in it, he would've offered to become a very temporary caretaker for you. he still wasn't too much of a fan of dogs.

shouta shook his head, "nah, as long as you're okay. i'm a hero and i want to help."

she lowered her body back down, still keeping her eyes trained on shouta's silhouette through the dark.

"i'm trying to stay on the low. i'm running from a big hero corporation. thanks but no thanks."

he was right. "okay. i'm gonna go then. make sure you stay safe out here."

he wasn't sure why he said that, but as he left the cute, little, floppy-eared hybrid as per her request, he felt differently than he had maybe a few minutes ago.

if he's being honest, he would've forgotten all about that random late night interaction. in fact he did. that was until he saw her again during his mission. she was out, but he suspected that the bloody tears in her skin were from tranquilizers. if she was any bit as fierce as she was when he first saw her, she probably gave the kidnappers hell right back, if not worse.

"okay, you watch her while i go get the boss. careful, she bites. fat bitch."

"she is chubby and she is a female dog. that's literally what you're saying. or do you mean it as an insult?"

the goon just smacked his lips, aggressively sighing while throwing his arms up. "dude. stop bringing your weird ass simp feminism bullshit up. literally nobody cares, it was just a joke, bro."

shouta wanted to punch his lights out, but he was undercover as a neutral party investor. he couldn't let them see him fight. so he just nodded and let the subject fall for the moment.

"sure.. i don't care."

"if she wakes up or even looks like she's getting ready to move-" the goon pointed to the tranquilizer darts and gun sat on a window sill behind shouta's head, "-shoot her with that. it's the only way we can safely show her to folks. she usually just tries to scratch off people's faces. we wouldn't want your face ruined since you're such a good investor, mr. mooney."

as soon as the greasy asshole left, shouta stretched and got relaxed on the only clean couch. if it took as long to find and get the ringleader to see him as it usually did, shou was going to just catch some sleep.

"eraserhead? you're here, too?"

shouta's eyes shot to see the short, dog hybrid sitting up. he hadn’t notice before but while her eyes were wrapped, her cute, little, floppy ears still poked through her now unkempt hair.

"yea. i'm undercover. i need you to not expose me, please."

"ow! what the fuck?"

before he could ask her anything, in the way she cradled in to herself, shouta could just barely see a blackened burn. a branding, probably. not a great sign, but not as bad as it could be.

"they fucking burned me." tears streamed down her face, "and i fucking hurt everywhere. oww..."

ok, so the situation is worsening. "i promise my colleagues and i will help you out, but i need you to be quiet."

"...do you need to put me out again? if they find out i'm up, they won't be so easy with you. i can take it, but i don't know what you do as a hero so i'm not so sure how much you can take."

"no need to worry. just trust me. okay?"

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lovelyhamstring · 2 years

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Bruised & Bloody | part 1

Eddie Munson x plus size fem!reader

summary Eddie defends your honor, never leaving unscathed, he asks you to come patch him up at his place and you learn the secret crush you've had may have been mutual. request by @psychedelephantt (im sorry this took so long but part two will be up tonight <3)

word count 3.0k+

author's note i haven't slept since watching vol 2, that shit was intense buuuuut this part is really just the pre story to the smut in part 2 but ya girl needs sleep and i wanna focus a whole fic on the filth lmao so enjoy part 1 :) not proof read plz bare w me

warning swearing, fluff, insecurity, covered by fake confidence, reader has a praise kink fs, physical violence, sexual tension, making out, leading up to smut

Always with the feeling of immediate regret. Immediate regret of what you wore, as you've been told most clothes people with your body type wear "distract" others, immediate regret of what you ate the night before knowing that you'd wake up bloated, but the biggest regret you had so far, was the regret you felt after feeling the words "go fuck yourself" leave your lips, much louder than you intended, to none other than Jason Carver. "What the fuck did you just say to me, lard ass" Jason spoke, enunciating the last words, making sure entire lunch room knew exactly who he's talking to, as everyone grew quiet from the sudden eruption.

The blood in your veins gushing hot, short breaths and pure adrenalin making you slightly dizzy. The anger you feel is so intense that you don't even notice that every eye of the student body is on you and as per usual, not a teacher in sight. You're not one to over react about these things, knowing that kids just bully to feel better about themselves. So normally you just let the comments made about your appearance slide, especially since most are too afraid to say them at a tone louder than whispering under their breath. This time though, Jason and his goons decided to pull some kindergarten shit and trip "the fat girl". A tray full of too squishy meatloaf and watery mashed potatoes covering your chest as you fell face first on the floor, landing into the five-star meal.

You stand back up, not bothering to wipe anything from your chest as all you could hear for a split second was the laughter and gasps coming from those around you. Before you could think, as Jason was walking away smirking to the rest of the basketball team, all that could pass your lips was a crescendoing "go fuck yourself" followed by a slightly lower "you piece of shit" as you look down at the mess on your chest. High school was never meant to be this hard, and I guess it wasn't for the people with a smaller pant size than an 8, a successful school sports background and a style and personality that you could only describe as Abercrombie & Bitch. Being a girl of many labels, while none of them being nice, just puts you in the overall category of outcast.

So there you were, standing in the middle of a dead silent lunch room and not being able to think of what to say, after Jason's "lard ass" comment. He stomped over to you, snatching the front trim of the neck to your shirt, balling his fist as he jolted you forward, your faces now inches apart, bringing you up with such force you were on your toes now. "Watch what you say girl, I wouldn't wanna hurt anything more than your ego today", he spat, the words spoken so harsh you felt like you could hear them grinding through his teeth. You stared at him for a moment, both of you not breaking eye contact.

Suddenly your heels hit the ground again making you stumble back, when you felt Jason abruptly let go of your shirt as he got thrown back from a swift right hook to his jaw, making him fall to the ground. You catch your balance to see none other than Eddie Munson standing over top of the jock, beaming down with a smirk on his face. "Now Jason, you've always been a dick, but now you've stooped to threatening girls? Not a great look my friend”, Eddie spoke with a sarcastic tone as the entire lunchroom stared with wide eyes at the majority ruled "freak" of Hawkins. Jason held his jaw, and without saying a word stood up, swinging a fist towards Eddie's face, Eddie leaned back dodging the first attempted hit. His eyes not leaving Jason, but as much as he knew he could dodge Jason's disoriented hits, 4 of the other basketball players came rushing towards Eddie. "Oh shit", is the last thing he said before the players proceeded to land 3 more hits to his jaw, sending him to the ground as the rest of the team landed some heavy kicks to his stomach, back and chest.

"Stop! Get off of him", you shout, pushing one of the players while they just shrugged you off from them. You go to step in again but that's when two of the teachers, who were nowhere to be found prior, run over to players, pulling them off of the boy and shouting at them to “break it up”. You run over to Eddie, who’s holding his stomach with both arms, his eyes squeezed shut with his breaths short and fast. He’s slightly curled up, he’s still lying on the floor so you crouch down and grip his shoulder, making him jump, his eyes shooting open. “Hey, it’s just me, are you okay”, you say quickly as he looks at you with half lidded eyes. “Oh yeah, never been better”, even when this kid is bruised and bloody he still manages to get in a snide remark. “I can see that, come on let me help you”, you say as he takes your hand, slowly helping him up as he winces slightly holding his side with his other hand.

After a “stern” talking to in the cafeteria corner, they let Jason and the team off with just a slap on the wrist, can’t have the whole basketball team suspended the night before the championship game right? “Are you sure you’re alright, you want me to help you to the nurse or something?” I ask as Eddie sits and leans against a lunch table. “That’s alright doll, I’ll be okay” Eddie said with a low tone looking up at you with a slight smile. That smile combined with him calling you “doll” sent the blood rushing straight to your cheeks, turning your head shyly.

You weren’t usually timid like this, always putting on a confident exterior no matter how you feel, but you’ve had a thing for Eddie since middle school. The shaggy headed, carefree, ambitious, gorgeous boy had been your crush ever since you saw him play with his band way back. You always assumed he wouldn’t like a girl like you, since you saw the way he looked at the other cheerleaders, especially Chrissy Cunningham. You’ve traded a few nods down the hallway and awkward eye contact when you happen to be staring for just a little too long, but other than that you and Eddie were strangers.

“Eddie! Shit man, I thought you were dead for sure!” Dustin yelled running up to you and Eddie. “That shit was crazy, they really beat the hell outta you! But hey, at least you look super heroic, ya know defending y/n’s honor” Dustin said as Mike walked up to you guys, laughing along with Dustin. You had gym class with Mike and Dustin, which really just consisted of the three of you chumming it up in the bleachers for an hour and scratching up fake nurse notes so you guys wouldn’t have to run laps. You’d grown to love the two freshmen, they try to convince you on at least a weekly basis to join Hellfire Club, you always decline saying it’s social suicide, and they never miss the opportunity to remind you, you have no social life besides them. They knew you were always just making up cheap excuses to not join, in reality you just didn’t want to be that close with Eddie, if he didn’t even have the chance to reject you then you could just pretend it wasn’t meant to be.

“Thanks Dusty, that dickhead Carver always thinks he owns shit, but he really shouldn’t have put his hands on you”, Eddie shook his head looking over to you. “I’m used to it from the whole team by now, usually it’s just verbal but today I guess he was feeling spicier”, you said as Eddie tried to stand up, folding over holding his mid section the second his feet were planted. You reached down, throwing his arm over your shoulder trying to help prop him up. “You don’t look so good Ed, you sure you don’t need help?” Mike said as Eddie snickered under his breath. “Yes Wheeler, I’m all good, no need to go all nurse mommy on me” Eddie said, tossing your arm away and ostumbling over to the Hellfire lunch table, grabbing his lunch box. “I’m just gonna call it a day, remember find me a sheepy by tomorrow or it’s your ass” Eddie said making them both chuckle as he walked, more like limped, slowly to the cafeteria doors.

You look back at Eddie who was making his exit and run over to grab your bag. “Y/n, where are you going?” Dustin calls. “Um I’ll catch up with you guys later, I gotta talk to Eddie real quick” you say with a hesitant tone the boys could practically smell on you. They look at you curiously but you aren’t staying for any questions. You walked out the lunchroom, seeing Eddie making his way through the parking lot to his van. For somebody with most likely a few broken ribs, he was moving pretty damn fast. “Munson! Hey, wait” you shout coming out of the school’s side doors, running up to Eddie who was leaning against one of his most prized possessions. “What’s up y/l/n” Eddie says squinting through his fingers trying to shield his eyes from the sun.

You didn’t even know if Eddie knew your name, let alone your last. “You know you really didn’t have to do that back there, I just wanted to say thank you” you said looking straight into his big brown eyes. “You’re good darling, I needed a good ass kicking to reset me anyway” he said smiling down at your giggling face. “But can I ask you something?” he said. “Anything, yeah” you said, almost too quickly. “I didn’t wanna seem weak in front of my boys, I think they messed me up pretty bad if I’m honest, would you mind giving me a hand to patch me back up. I mean I was defending your honor after all” Eddie smirked as your heart started to pick up pace. “Uh- I- I mean yeah, I’d be happy to” you stutter, making Eddie smile. “Awesome, hop in, I have supplies at my place” he says, crawling into the driver seat as you run to the passenger.

You took short breaths, nervously twiddling the rings on your fingers. You were really in Eddie Munson’s van, driving to his house, to patch up the wounds he got while “defending your honor” as he and the boys call it. You look over and your eyes become locked on his large, metal covered hand grip the steering wheel. Still entranced as he takes a pack of cigarettes with his other hand, biting a cigarette right out of the package and tossing it back on the dashboard and scrambling for a lighter. Everything about this seemed more sexual than it should’ve, feeling your hands tense up and your breath quicken.

“Oh shit, did you want one?” he said, lighting his smoke, taking a long first drag. His voice knocks you out of your near hipnosis. “I’m good” you say swiftly while he fiddles with the radio, cigarette hanging from his plump lips, until David Bowie’s ‘Rebel Rebel’ starts playing through the muffled speakers. “This is my favorite Bowie song” you say bobbing your head while mouthing the lyrics. “You know Bowie” Eddie says, slightly condescending, not meaning disrespect, he just didn’t meet a lot of people who weren’t just purely pop fans. “Who doesn’t? You got a problem with that Munson?” you say sending a playful smirk his way. “Absolutely not, just didn’t think a girl like you could get any better” he said, making your cheeks heat up instantly. Did he really just say that? Any better? What’s that mean? Before today you didn’t even think he knew your name, now he’s talking about “girl’s like you”. Your mind was racing as Eddie sped into his dirt driveway, stopping the car hard enough to make your body jolt forward.

“Welcome to my castle” he said smiling, putting the van in park. You hop out, walking to the driver side to make sure Eddie didn’t need any help out. You two made your way up to his trailer, he opened the door, bowing as you walked in, giving you a quick “after you”. “This is me and my uncle’s place, he works nights usually, but he must be out since his car isn’t here” Eddie said picking up stray pieces of trash. “Where’s your medical stuff?” you ask. “It should be right back here” he replied walking towards the back of the trailer. You tapped your shoe on the ground not being able to get ‘a girl like you’ out of your mind. “Aha! I got it back here” Eddie called. “Last room, straight back” he calls again.

Shit, is this his room, you thought, being hit with a slight breeze from a desk fan and an overwhelming scent that you assumed was him, never having been close enough to smell him. The room smelled of cheap colon, teenage musk and a hint of apples. A weird combination, but for some reason that smell turned you on more than you anticipated. Eddie was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking through the box of bandages and alcohol wipes. You stroll over taking a good look at the cut on his cheek. “Here, let me” you say, taking the first aid kit from him, getting out the wipes and bandaids. “Thanks” he says softly, letting you clean the small cuts.

“Can I ask you something” you say, still spiraling over what he had said earlier. “Sure, dollface” He said, making you even more nervous. “Okay, so in the car you said ‘a girl like me’, what did you mean by that” you said quickly, the words sitting in the air for a moment before Eddie sighed and let out a small laugh. “Getting straight into it I see, I like that” he breathed but as you were still rubbing alcohol his open wounds. “You know I’ve known you since middle school right?” he said. “Of course I know, I thought you just didn’t remember me. How could forget someone who’s actually stayed themselves through high school” you say as Eddie smiles shyly. “Well I damn sure had the time, beings I’ve been a senior for almost three years now” he said laughing, a slight tone of discouragement laced his words. “Who gives a fuck, school sucks, I’m might have to start bribing to graduate this year” you laugh, making Eddie chuckle.

“Well, as I was saying, what I meant by that was, as long as I’ve known you, even if it was from a distance, you’ve always been so confident in who you are, you never take any shit from anybody, I should’ve known you like Bowie. You’re just confident being you and that’s cooler than anything” hearing Eddie gush about you made the heat between your legs grow and your cheeks grow flush. “You’re absolutely gorgeous too but I mean that’s just a bonus” he said looking up into your eyes as your lips separate, not believing those words just came out of Eddie Munson’s mouth. “Sorry if that was too much, I know we don’t know each other that well bu-” his words cut off by your lips colliding with his, taking him into a smooth yet eager kiss.

His lips stayed stagnant for a moment before his brain caught up with him, reaching up to cup the slight softness of your jaw. You pulled away swiftly, your eyes shooting open, staring directly into him. “I’m sorry if that was too much, I understand if you were just being nice and I took that wrong” you said quickly as he smiled, shushing you while bringing his finger up to your swollen lips. “Shh, not at all baby, wasn’t the first response I was expecting but it was just enough” he said, stealing glances of your lips while trying to maintain eye contact. “I’ve had a thing for you for a while, but typically pretty girls like you don’t like freaks like me” he said, swiping a strand of hair behind your ear. “I guess we both have fake confidences, ‘cause I always thought showstoppers like you wouldn’t like chubby girls like me” you say, sitting next to him on the bed as he scoffs. “Are you joking? Why would that even be your first thought, not only is your body just beautiful in itself, even an idiot would be able to tell there’s so much more to you than just that” he says, making you smile wider than anticipated.

"You got any other wounds I just can't see or am I done playing nurse" you say looking Eddie up and down his torso. "You wanna check for me, sweet thing" Eddie says lowly, pulling his shirt off with one fluid motion. Your eyes now glued to his bruised sides but also his sexily tattooed body. Eddie looked at you through dark eyes, examining every inch of your face as you star at his chest. "You can touch baby, I don't mind" he says, sliding his hand up your exposed thigh. "Is this okay" he asks, all you can do is nod as your breath quickens, his hand responding with a tight squeeze of your plush thigh, you bite your lip trying to not reveal how eager you are for him. Your hand reaches up gliding over his exposed chest, receiving a smirk from Eddie. You were preoccupied admiring his body, so he leaned down attaching his lips to your neck, sucking so slightly to make sure you're okay with the touch before he continues.

You can't help but let out a shallow moan, tossing your head back to give him more access. He took that as a yes, increasing the suction between love bites, grazing his teeth along your skin, making the hair stand up on the back of your neck. "Still feeling good?" Eddie's now low, lusty voice asked, whispering so close his lips scraped along your ear. His breath dripping down neck to your clavicle making the heat in between your legs become too much to ignore. Eddie takes his lips away from your neck cupping your face with both of his large calloused hands. "You sure you wanna do this" he said, panting already, feeling like the air shot up 10 degrees. "Please Eddie" you whine. Hearing you say his name with such want making his jeans grow tighter, as his member twitched in his boxers. "That's all I needed to hear" he smirks, pushing you down to where you were laid flat on the bed, hovering over you before placing a wet, quick kiss on your lips.

To Be Continued... part 2

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Can you do a Robby Keene x Keene!reader, if you can do a little sister where he found out that she's bullied at school by Kyler so he takes matter into his hands.

Robby Keene and Chubby!Keene!Reader Headcanons

A/N: I read this as Keene!Reader is not Johnny's kid, so that's how I wrote this. And the school fight doesn't happen in this.

CW: bullying related to weight, body image, and attraction. (unedited)

Robby is extremely protective of his younger sister. Reader is only a year younger than him but that doesn't make him any less protective of her even if she can take care of herself more times than not.

She's not Johnny's kid so Robby does everything in his power to keep him away from her. He doesn't want him to try any of his half-assed attempts to be a dad with her because she doesn't deserve that in his opinion. She doesn't need a dad as far as he's concerned, though if someone were to ask Reader about it, her answer might be different.

She's sweet and keeps out of trouble more often than not. She doesn't like confrontation and prefers to keep the peace. When she meets Moon, they are BFFs almost immediately.

Robby takes care of Reader before himself. He makes sure she has everything she needs to go to school and is fed. He wishes he could do more for her.

When the Keene siblings get transferred to West Valley High thanks to Mr. LaRusso, they're in different grades so they don't have any classes together. They get to have lunch together though, which she's happy about. She sits with him and his friends and becomes fast friends with Moon.

However, when Kyler and his friends start bothering Reader, she acts like nothing is wrong when she's with her friends and especially with her brother. She doesn't want him to get involved because she knows he'll go all protective big brother on them.

She thinks ignoring them will make them eventually get bored but that doesn't happen. If anything, Kyler sees her as a target that won't fight back, so he's even more inspired to pick on her. Reader continues to hide the bullying from Robby and their friends despite the continued harassment.

It gets bad one day when Kyler makes fun of her for being bigger. She never had a problem with being fat before but the relentless bullying has her thinking differently. When Kyler pinches her fatty arms and tells her no one will ever like her because she's not thin and skinny.

This happens right before lunch and she ends up skipping it, hiding in the bathroom and crying. Hiding all of those emotions is like a dam and the water just keeps building up and eventually causes cracks in the foundation. Now the dam has burst.

Robby and her friends notice her absence. Lunch is Reader's favorite time of the school day because she gets to see all her friends. Moon tries calling her but Reader just sends all the calls to voice-mail and ignores all the texts they send. It's sends everyone on a hunt find her.

Moon and Sam finally find her the bathroom when they hear her crying. Moon is super gentle when talking to her, super supportive when Reader says she doesn't want to talk about it. Sam cares but she can tell Reader is crying for a reason and won't stand for it.

"Reader, what's wrong?" Moon asks. She's standing on the other side of the stall where Reader is hiding.

Reader snivels and wipes her eyes, trying to stop crying. "Nothing."

"Okay," Moon says softly. "You don't have to tell us."

Sam frowns. "Did something happen?"

...

"Maybe," Reader admits.

"Do you want a hug?" Moon asks.

Reader comes out of the stall with a nod, teary eyed and tear tracks down her soft round cheeks. Once she's out and in Moon's arms, Reader's tears start anew and she tells her and Sam everything. About Kyler. About the nasty things he says. About how he pinches and pokes at her fat arms and belly and thighs.

With this information, Sam slips away to find Robby, Demetri, and Yasmine. She informs them of what Kyler and his goons have been up to and Robby doesn't take kindly to hearing his sister's been getting bullied.

He goes to find Kyler and tell him off. With the teachings of Mr. LaRusso still in tact, he doesn't want to resolve this with fists. Oh boy how he's wrong.

Robby confronts Kyler and tells him to leave his sister alone. But Kyler laughs and tells him to fuck off, that he'll do whatever he wants; "Someone had to tell her the truth, man."

Robby is angry and tells him to shut up. "Leave her alone. That's my final warning."

Kyler is an idiot and doesn't have a sense of danger, so he pushes Robby over the edge. "Or else? You're gonna beat me up? Man, you're sister's a fat wuss. What's that make you?"

Robby doesn't even care that Kyler's trying to bully him. He sees red after he calls Reader a name and he throws the fist punch. Damn near breaks his fucking nose.

The fight itself is short. I mean, Kyler doesn't stand a chance against Robby on a nice day. But now he's pissed Robby off and he's not playing games. He has Kyler on the floor and his friends try to jump in to help, but Sam ans Demetri don't let him even come close to touching Robby. And the Cobras (Hawk and Tory) wanna jump in so badly but see that this is personal and decide its not worth suspension.

Robby gets suspended for a week but it's worth it in his mind. He tells the counselor that Kyler should have just kept his mouth shut and he wouldn't have lost a tooth. The school staff don't know how to respond to that but tell him to take the week to think about how he's going to conduct himself when he returns to school.

Johnny picks up Robby from school and is proud. He doesn't care why the fight broken out but he's proud that Robby won. Robby does t care. He just wants to make sure Reader is okay.

(Side note, in this alternative time-line, despite not being his kid, Reader lives with Johnny because he couldn't keep one kid and turn the other one away, especially since Shannon is in rehab. I can explore this more if people want it.)

Reader is just tucked into the backseat with puffy eyes, too tired to even talk about what just happened. She doesn't want to condone thr violence but she's thankful her brother stood up for her. She's also happy that Kyler won't be a problem anymore. He's be a complete moron if he tried to bother her anymore.

At home, she hugs Robby and tells him thank you before retiring to her room, too emotionally tired to deal with anything else.

He's proud of himself either way. Mr. LaRusso might not agree with how he handled that situation but that's okay. He did what he had to do. Because no one messes with his sister.

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