#having a friend get all happy and excited when you draw their lil guys is free therapy

[botboots]

Saw that your requests were open so what about TFP cons with an adorkable teen human reader? A really close friend (the emotional support bundle of joy™) that is really artistic, kind, understanding and just a pure cinnamon roll, what would be the bots reaction to the lil' human? Optimus, Ratchet,Bulkhead, Arcee, BB, and if you do the kids then the kids. If not the other bots, stay safe!

im back!! so sorry for the long ass wait, had so much going on in my life recently (graduating, going back home, etc.) but hopefully i'll be back to posting somewhat regularly! tysm for the continuous support :] love seeing the notifs pop up every day this is one of the first asks in my inbox (and i completely forgot that the prompt said reader was part of the cons... whoops) and i've wanted to get it done for a while now! have so many more to get through but will get them done eventually - this isn't the best but its cute <3 and you can 100% tell who my favs are lmao warnings: none word count: 939 (GN reader)

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Optimus:

he finds your outlook on things is a nice change of pace compared to the more pessimistic views that some members of the team can have at times

values your compassion greatly, often turning to you as a confidant over the time you’ve gotten to know each other. a mission went wrong and he’s putting all the blame on himself? you’re there to reassure him in a heartbeat, reminding him that he did his best and there’s always another chance; you keep him grounded

has an innate interest in art and writing - he used to be an archivist, after all

so he enjoys watching you indulge in your hobby, your excitement about it reminds him of his younger years of being a clerk at iacon when he would become giddy over a newfound archaic text

he’s very fond of you and makes sure you know it, taking note of the small things you like and getting you whatever little gift he can manage to find - genuinely thinks you’re cute and likes seeing you happy :] 

Ratchet:

while it may have taken him a little longer than the others to warm up to you fully, he grew to start looking forward to your company (despite his his best efforts to hide it)

he appreciates your quiet company; you’re much less rambunctious than both the other humans and his own team - you complain a lot less too, probably one of his favorite qualities about you

like optimus, your bubbly attitude gives him a much needed break from the dreary duties that come with being the autobot medic

you often find yourselves working in tandem, with you sitting on the couch working on your newest project while he stands at his terminal typing away. occasionally you’ll walk over with a nervous smile, and with a roll of his optics he’ll lower a servo for you to climb into and lift you up onto the corner of the console, huffing when you chirp a thank you before the both of you quietly return to your tasks (he enjoys it, really)

while he’s not one to vent his frustrations to you, he’ll always be open to listen to you vent about yours. even if he doesn’t respond with much, he’ll offer logical solutions and observations for whatever issue you’re having

Bulkhead:

the big guy loves art, having been exposed to his fair share of it by miko, and is very encouraging when it comes to your projects

he might not get some of the nuances or meanings of the things you make, but he tries - oftentimes making you laugh a bit at the sheer amount he misses. it’s endearing though, and you appreciate the effort

too fidgety to sit and watch you do anything for too long, but he’ll offer to drive you to a vista for some inspiration while he does his usual scouting routes, miko tagging along of course. she’ll probably bring her sketchbook with her and sit next to you and draw, chattering the entire time while blasting some music from her ipod, offering you one of her earbuds

Arcee:

similar to ratchet she takes a while to get used to you, a little cold at first to your attempts at friendliness

she notices how happy you seem to make everyone else and eventually makes a legitimate pass at being friendly despite how awkward it feels

but with how eagerly you accept it she doesn’t feel as bad, sighing in relief as you immediately start filling her in on how much you’ve enjoyed your time with the autobots

she’s not much of a conversationalist (especially when it comes to humans) so your chattiness is almost a relief - not having to keep up fake interest and energy with someone puts her in a more comfortable position; especially since you’re not one to comment on it like others tend to

will sit and watch you work on whatever your newest project is, a comfortable silence shared between the two of you

rambles about random stuff from her past sometimes - you turn out to be one of the few people she trusts enough to mindlessly dump her thoughts to, both good and bad

Bumblebee:

one of the first to get to know you, overly excited about having a fresh face around

super curious when he sees you working on something, a barrage of questions translated from mechanical chirps and whirrs with the help (and annoyance) of ratchet

he’ll actually try and mimic some of your art on the walls of hidden ditches where he and rafael hang out, excitedly bringing you along to show off his latest work and buzzing happily when you praise it

will eventually, with your encouragement, try and make something original - he ends up finding it pretty soothing and an easier way to feel understood; communicating his feelings without words can be unsurprisingly helpful for someone who can’t use any of his own

you’ll spend hours hanging out and working on your stuff - he likes when you help him with his own art, adding your own brushstrokes to the concrete wall

he’ll let you sit up on his shoulder just to watch him make whatever he feels like making, or even just taking you on joyrides in the desert where he doesnt need to worry about anything going wrong

while it’s usually you, him and raf hanging out he does enjoy spending solo time with you - usually in silence or one-sided conversations, but you understand each other well enough without words

will also figure out what your favorite songs are and surprise you with them; he loves when you get all giddy about literally anything

#NO LONGER DEAD!! #transformers #transformers x reader #transformers fanfiction #tf x reader #optimus prime x reader #ratchet x reader #bulkhead x reader #bumblebee x reader #arcee x reader #tfp x reader #transformers x human reader #tfp ratchet x reader #tfp optimus x reader

[acidnhuskerdust]

I have an idea what if we had jealous husk not jealous of angels work obviously, but jealous of an old friend that appeared or something like that I kind of want to see him jealous

This sounds like a lot of fun!!! So here is a lil drabble!!! Also thank you, you're my first ask! :DDDD

All Mine (Husk x Angel 18+)

With his time spent at the hotel, Husk grew to appreciate the relative peace it had to offer. Yes, all demons that resided in the hotel carry their own notes of noise and chaos, but it still didn't compare to the bustling casinos he would own during his hay days. There were petty arguments and the drunk shouting during rowdy nights, but Husk preferred them any day to the overwhelming clamor of nightclubs.

However, when Angel approached him, his pretty lips forming that irresistible pout and eyelashes fluttering, asking if they could spend a night out, Husk couldn't resist. He can't tell Angel no when he looked that good.

So there he was, perched at the bar with long white claws curled around a chilled bottle, sipping slowly. His gaze was fixed, not on the chaos of the bar, but on the demon who held his attention completely. Husk watched, captivated, as even Angel's wildest, most provocative dances seemed effortlessly fluid. In such a chaotic scene, Angel's every move was like shelter in a storm.

As their gazes locked, Angel flashes Husk this beautiful, big smile that makes his heart flutter. Then he motions with his long finger to come over, and Husk knew he was wrapped right around it. With a soft chuckle, he sets the bottle down onto the bar and pushes himself off the stool, weaving through the crowd to find who he adored most.

While pushing past a couple dancing close together, he notices a shift. Angel's focus had drifted; his dance has ceased. Instead, he was beaming, his face alight with excitement as he clasped hands with another demon, talking animatedly above the din of the music. Husk's brows knitted together in confusion and a twinge of annoyance as he scrutinized this new figure.

Tall, buff with large horns that resembled a rams. Who the fuck was this guy? And why was Angel so happy to see him?

A twitch in Husk's eye betrayed a sudden pang in his heart, a sensation distinctly flavored with jealousy. Now, Husk doesn't get jealous too often, he doesn't mind Angel's career, doesn't care what he does at the studio, because that wasn't his Angel, that was a persona.

But when he sees him smile so genuinely at someone else? He was jealous alright.

Husk advanced, suppressing the growl that threatened to rise from the depths of his chest. He wrapped his arm firmly around Angel's slender waist, drawing the taller demon in a close embrace. Angel's eyes met his, widening slightly in surprise before softening into a warm, welcoming smile.

"Hey baby," Husk returns the smile, albeit it forced. He exhales a breath, an attempt to calm his nerves as he looked over at the demon, giving him an unimpressed look. "Who's this?"

"Oh!" Angel brings his attention back to the other, "This is Damon! He was one of my buds back in the day, ain't that right?"

Damon nods his head. "Yup, used to live out on the streets together. It sucked, but we still had some fun, didn't we Angie?"

Angie?

Oh, Husk is going to kill this motherfucker.

His grasp tightens around his waist, forcing an even wider smile. "Well ain't that... Nice." He extends his hand out, "Name's Husk."

Damon gives him a firm handshake, and Husk had to consciously restrain the urge to squeeze too tightly. "So you're the one he was just talking about, huh? Well, it's nice to meet you."

"Uh huh." Husk gives a short nod of his head, his reply terse. Lifting his gaze to Angel, he caught onto the shit eating grin spread across his face. He knows.

"Well," Angel began, barely concealing a chuckle behind a cough. "We're gonna head back ta the bar now, kay? Maybe we'll catch up later?" "Yeah, of course, see ya around!" Damon gives them a small wave as Angel steered them both away, navigating through the bustling crowd. Husk lets go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding, mentally cursing to himself, he had to get over this possessive tendencies. He couldn't help it, not when Angel was so beautiful, so amazing. He was his.

As they moved, Husk felt hot breath against his sensitive ear, "You ain't jealous, are ya babe?" Angel asks with a teasing lilt to his voice.

Husk grumbles underneath his breath, this goddamn spider. "No, I ain't jealous just..." He trails off, trying to find a good excuse.

"Mm, sure." Angel giggles, giving his shoulder a squeeze. "Say... Why don't we head home? Use that pent up energy of yours to good use?"

"You don't gotta ask me twice."

#angel dust #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #angelhusk #huskerdust fanfic #oneshot #my writing

[priincebutt]

Well howdy my friends! Happy Sunday to you all <3 I hope everyone had a lovely weekend, and a big thank you as always to the amazingly talented writers who have tagged me this week, @junebugclaremontdiaz , @heybuddy-drabbles , @getmehighonmagic , @nocoastposts , @benwvatt , @tailsbeth-writes , and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf ! Guh, I love seeing everyone's snippets so much, and a few of you have fics posted that I have GOT to go get caught up on!! For now, I'm giving you guys a lil more of The Story of Us. This chapter got a little intense emotionally, but I'm very excited for the direction it's going! Without further ado, here's a small snippet.

The silence between them speaks volumes, is louder than words ever could be, and Alex refuses to break eye contact, hoping to convey how truly and honestly he means everything he just said. Henry surges forward then, pressing a deep, searing kiss to his lips. Alex threads his fingers through Henry’s silky hair, draws him in deeply and wills Henry to understand that he is loved, he is safe, and god, there’s not a lot Alex wouldn’t do for him. It’s too soon, though. Too soon to show all of his cards and give away his hand. Too soon to bring love into the mix when they’re having such a damn good time just exploring what they are.

I'm so sorry if y'all are sick of this au, but right now it's kinda my main focus as I really wanna stick with it and get it done! I'm going to go ahead and tag @zwiazdziarka , @duchessdepolignaca03 , @sparklepocalypse , @forever-fixating , @piratefalls and an open tago for anyone else who wants to join! Obviously as always no pressure at all! Thanks for reading friends!!

#some sentences sunday #the story of us au #my fics

[toomuchracket]

if d word girlie got pregnant in august (?) does that mean she had the baby during tour? since it wraps sometime next year. or do you think right after tour wraps? i’m so obsessed with the thought of the guys (and mrs. mac) of course checking up in her (especially in the later months of her pregnancy when she can no longer fly out to shows.) and maybe mrs. mac visiting her after labor.

bonus thought, but wondering how d word girlie/matty would tell the band she’s pregnant while they’re on tour, and how they would balance doctor’s appointments (and mattys reacting to the first sonogram.)

mathematically, baby would be due at the beginning of may, so a month and a bit after tour ends! which is good, because it gives you and matty time to nest a lil before she gets here; well, matty, because you'd definitely stay at home after the uk leg of tour and just rely on your fam and his fam and carly and mrs mac (and charli, if she's around) and your friends to keep an eye on you. he's reluctant to leave you, but it's only for a few weeks, and things are going well with you and baba - he's constantly calling you, mind, just to be sure you're alright. but he's SO excited to be a dad, it's quite adorable. and the boys are all excited for you too! george especially keeps a really close eye on you during the final section of tour you're allowed to be on, i think - he's very protective and supportive of matty, and that extends to him being hell-bent on protecting and supporting matty's family (who are basically also his family) too :(( and i think g is also very good at stopping matty from being too overbearing with you while he's trying to make sure you're comfy and safe, which you're very grateful for. mrs mac also, like you said, checks in on you all the time; she's been through it all before, having babies, so she and carly are really wonderful people to have around to keep you sane lmao. and their babies are just the sweetest, so hyped to meet their baby cousin, constantly hugging you and drawing you pictures and sharing sweets with you "to feed the baby!" lmfao.

in terms of telling everyone... maybe you organise a big dinner one night for all the crew and the band and whatnot, and that's when you tell them! actually, i think you have to tell george before that - he's the only one in the band who doesn't know (but he doesn't know that), and you tell him over brunch one morning and get emo at the way he and matty hug and cry to each other lmao. i also reckon you tell your families before the crew find out - maybe you fly them out for the shows in nyc and tell them over dinner, too? but yeah. everyone's really happy for you, which is sweet. and re. doctor's appointments... idk how it works, given your gp's on a whole other continent at the start of the pregnancy, but i'm convinced matty would without question or complaint take red eye flights back to london with you for checkups when you're due them - he would also without doubt cry his eyes out at the scans and getting to hear the heartbeat, and proper squeeze and kiss your hand like "that's our baby, sweetheart", and tell you he loves you like every 5 seconds lol. it's a lot, but it's all very sweet <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #d word matty #literal d word

[bl4ckasjet]

Nate's blabbers #5

Aromantism (BOO)

Yes, ima give titles to my blabbers now, WHAT OF IT ?!?!

Being demi aroace fucking stinks so bad. I have to watch people fall inlove suuuper easily while I can't even do that. I have to wait until I catch feelings which I can admit is safer because I do end up knowing the person before getting into a relationship, BUT it also means that since it takes longer the chances that the person I'll end up falling inlove with might also get into a relationship and it SUCKS. If I actually do fall inlove with you, it will also be pretty obvious bc I'll be all like ehehehdbdhshsb :D at you, does that make sense ?? I'll like be lovey dovey happy. Does this make more sense than ehehehdbdhshsb :D ? So it's pretty much like, if I form a little tiny crush, I NEED to hurry my ass to make it bigger in order to have a chance because I will NOT confess to someone in a relationship nuhuh !!!! Someone confessed to me once while I was with my ex back in 2020 and it was AWKWARD because the person knew. Guys, please respect people's relationships !!(now, if the persons poly ig its different but idk man I don't rlly look for poly relationships but yk I'm talking abt monogamous relationships because I am monogamous).

UghhhhhhhjjAAAVHDJDBSH I wanna be to genuienly experience the normal teenage romance experience, I have been in relationships before (recently too), but like yk like yk I wanna be able to have a little hallway crush, I wanna have a bunch of silly little crushes on ppl. I can't have that because I need to know the person, I need to know what they like, I need to learn about their personality, I need a genuine bond and link with them. If I don't have that, it just won't happen. I just want to fall inlove like anyone else would. Oh and don't get me started on the ace part of aroace oh my Goooood. My brain better let me fall inlove more before I inject a love potion in it just so I can remove my aromantic aspect.

Can one of yall make me fall inlove with you ? Thank you very much. In return, I'll draw you 2038373393 times, let you scream about your interest for hours, make you little lovey dovey paragraphs, tell you absolutely everything, talk about you to my friends alot, make silly posts about you, draw us as silly little mlp characters (or any cartoons you like), draw your favourite characters, make cute little playlists for you, get excited when you text me, constantly try to make happy and laugh, blab to you about my dumb lil interests, look into your TV shows/music/comics/movies recs and give you lots and lots of affection. The only rule is don't be asshole. (I'm joking here, but the little in return thing is stuff I actually do/would do when I am dating someone)

#emo #2000s emo #adam gontier #three days grace #alternative rock #emo stuff #2000s rock #emo boy #emo blog #emo shit #arospec #aroace #aromantic #aromantism #Nate's blabbers #boo tomato tomato #lgbt #queer

[nian-7]

hehehehe hiii yugeenn, I’m doing the thingg LMAO

anyways I’d like a matchup with Hypmic, (both romantic and platonic) ProSekai (platonic only) and honkai star rail (both romantic and platonic)

You already know my personality bbg.

I’m kidding here♡

nickname - mon!!

Zodiac - Aquarius

MBTI - INFP

Character gender doesn’t matter bbg !!

Hobbies

-drawing

-jewelry making (more just bracelets)

-collecting things ( lil Sanrio blind box figures :], manga, just anything that I like i wanna collect )

-editing

Likes

-Plushies

-anything cute

-Horror games

-jirai kei fashion

-Sanrio

Dislikes

-spiders

-the unknown

-how overly paranoid I am.

-hearing ppl eat with their mouths open

-ppl tapping their fingers.

Personality

Usually just kinda quiet if I’m by myself and even sometimes with friends, usually pretty paranoid, sleepy. I kinda struggle to express myself. sometimes I get kinda loud when I’m having fun with my friends

enjoy, mon!! i hope you like it!

I match you with... (platonically)

Jyushi Aimono!

-Jyushi would be the perfect friend for you to have. He doesn't mind whether you're quiet or loud around him, just as long as you're a genuinely good friend of his, he will cherish you!

-Although he does have a different style than you, he really likes how you dress! He thinks it's cute and would like to try it for himself sometime if he builds up enough courage to ask you about it.

-He loves that you have plushies as well! It makes him so happy knowing Amanda can have some friends as well.

-He tells Amanda all about you and how much fun he has with you! She'd practically know everything about you with how much he tells her. He's just super happy to have another friend he can cherish.

-The poor guy can't handle any horror games and any time you try to convince him to play one, he psychs himself out and gets too scared to even attempt to play.

-He cherishes all the bracelets you make for him and he gets really upset when he thinks he's lost one. He'd doesn't want them ever to break because he'd feel terrible about it.

I match you with... (romantically)

Ichiro Yamada!

-Ichiro is the perfect boyfriend for you. He also enjoys anime and would love to see your manga or figure collection! He lets you ramble on about whatever series you'd like as long as he can do the same!

-He'd be very reassuring for you seeing as he's got pretty stable. No matter how paranoid you are, he'll be doing his best to calm you back down, reassuring you that he's got you and nothing bad will happen.

-Not too into Sanrio but he's willing to learn about it through you when you show him it. He's not too sure exactly what it is and has probably only known about Hello Kitty but, he'll be sure to ask about it. His favorite is likely to end up being Gudetama.

-He'll wear any bracelets you make for him no matter what it looks like. Whenever someone asks him about it, he smiles and tells them that his lovely partner made them for him!

I match you with... (platonically)

Minori Hanasato!

-Minori also loves cute things just like you! She hopes you and her dog are able to get along because well, he's quite cute!

-She probably also has an interest in Sanrio and would love to see your collection. She probably likes My Melody the most and thinks they're all just too adorable!

-She thinks it's fun to doodle with you or even just watch you draw. It's always exciting to her to see your progress on any of your drawings!

-She tries to help you express yourself better and always tries to be there for you when you need it. She doesn't want you to feel like she's never there or a bad friend so she can be a bit of a worry wart because of that.

I match you with... (platonically)

March 7th!

-March just radiates cuteness and she loves all things cute! She's gotta love Sanrio and plushies.

-Says she can't pick a favorite Sanrio and she's just got a small plushie collection with a few of them. She always wants to show you any sort of new cute collectable she's gotten from her adventures.

-She'd love to make bracelets with you! Just teach her how and she'll make a bunch for you! She keeps them all in a special place in her room so that she can look back and remember how fun it was to make them with you!

-March can agree with you on the spiders part. She couldn't stand anything with that many legs and she'll be screaming with you the whole time. Dan Heng has to come in and kill it for the both of you even when it's the smallest one you've ever seen.

I match you with... (romantically)

Luocha!

-Luocha is a kind man and so whenever you get anxious or paranoid, he's always there to talk you down from it, soothing your worries and helping you calm down.

-He enjoys listening to you talk about your interests and doesn't mind if you're loud. He's truly glad you're comfortable with him and it makes him smile.

-He'll attempt to make a bracelet with you, likely putting his name on it and giving it to you to wear. Make him a matching one with your name on it and he'll cherish it as he keeps it on his wrist for as long as he can.

-He enjoys seeing all your plushies and finds it cute when you show them to him while you both are laying in bed together. Whether they be characters or not, he thinks you're just adorable while you show him.

#x reader #fluff #gender neutral reader #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypmic x reader #nian-mutuals #jyushi aimono x reader #jyushi aimono #ichiro yamada #ichiro yamada x reader #minori hanasato #jyushi x reader #ichiro x reader #minori x reader #minori hanasato x reader #project sekai x reader #project sekai #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #march 7th x reader #march 7th #luocha #luocha x reader

[puexii]

Yuh so imma just drop this really old thing I wrote a while ago with my ocs hrhrr

Includes many outdated facts like Ren going out frequently and them living in a warehouse

actually Ren is not allowed to go out by himself and they live in Clyde's apartment but anyways

Oh also I hadn't really figured Clyde's personality out back when I wrote this so uhh ye

Oh ye also the kit having a cat thing was based on a drawing I made at the time, not sure if I'm keeping it in canon

Anyways onto the thing itself

Ren “RN-E5” finds a moth

One time, while Ren was outside on one of the buildings observing from a high place like usual, he found a moth, or rather a moth found him.

“Hmm? Whats this?” Ren said when he noticed a cool bug, “it looks so cool! And fluffy!” Ren said surprised by the coolness of the bug “i should go show everyone!” Ren said to himself excited about the cool bug. Ren then stood up and spread his wings, preparing to fly back home, which is the warehouse they stay in, except while doing so the moth got scared and flew away. “W-WAIT!” Ren asked the moth while trying to follow it. “I didnt mean to scare you!” Ren said while the moth continued to fly away.

Ren started to fly behind the moth, trying to not crash with it. The moth tried to speed up since there was a giant (compared to the moth) robot following it. “I dont wanna hurt you! I just wanna show you my friends thats all!” Ren said to the moth attempting to make it stop.

After a while of flying and attempts at persuading the moth, they started to get tired. Then the moth went into a narrow place, trying to escape the robot thats been following it for three hours now. Ren finally realised that he was scaring the moth all this time, and also decided he should probably save the charge he has left for the flight home. “Oh uhm, sorry i didnt mean to scare you like that.” ren said while preparing to leave.

After a bit he reached the warehouse and landed. When he went inside he took off his wings and decided that he should probably go to bed early this time since he flew alot that day, except he was interrupted by clyde who noticed he finally came home after staying outside later than usual. “So what were you up to today?” Clyde asked ren, “i found this really cool bug today and wanted to be friends with it and show you guys like kit did with their cat! Except i might have followed it for too long and scared it so i thought i should probably leave alone.” Ren told clyde. “And you were flying all this time? No wonder your battery started to run out.” Clyde said while leaning on the wall, “hehe, yeah, i did that!” Ren said while chuckling realising that he didnt really think this through. “Ok ill go now, i still need to recharge.” Ren said while starting to leave “alright, see ya!” Clyde said while waving to ren goodbye.

The next day ren went back to the building looking around as usual, until someone familiar came beside him, “oh hey! You came back! I honestly never expected this since what i did to you yesterday!” Ren said while laughing lightly, remembering his stupidity the previous day. Suddenly the moth started approaching ren slowly, “hm?” Ren said while noticing the moth approaching, “I thought you hated me.” Ren says while confused by the moth’s behaviour. Then the moth flew and sat on ren’s head, “huh, you seem to be a very forgiving lil guy!” Ren said happily, still confused by the moth’s behaviour. The moth stayed up their, seemingly forgiving the silly bot, though ren didnt notice since he couldnt feel the moth up their.

After a while when ren decided to go do something else, he noticed the moth, surprised by the fact that the moth was up their the whole time, he didnt really say anything, only making a “:O” face. Before he could say anything, the moth started to leave, maybe going home, “oh! Uhh bye mr bug! Or ms i couldnt really tell. Was nice hanging out with you!” Ren said while waving to the moth goodbye.

Ren was happy for the rest of the day, perhaps he made a new friend! Later when he went home he told kit and Clyde about how he became friends with the cool bug he saw the other day, kit seemed happy about the story, clyde was surprised by the bug’s behavior but he didnt think much of it.

#orizon px #orizon ren #orizon clyde #orizon kit #random moth who just appears #coming up with tags for my oc story coz why not #oc lore #oc #ocs #writing #this was written back in feb 2023 #i actually haven't written anything since #except for school but that doesn't count #it was pretty fun #but i just dont seem to get the motivation for it #welp hope u enjoy it anyways #rare pix writing moment #i should try writing again #oh ye also i did make a drawing based on this back then but it doesn't look that great so im not posting it #might redraw it sometime tho #but if u want its posted on my insta

[foolforharrry]

Can I Kiss You?

Summary:

Y/n has been talking to Harry online. She coincidentally gets her hands on tickets for his Denver concert and goes to his show to surprise him without his knowledge.

Full transparency here

I wrote this oneshot in september and it's the first ever smut i wrote. I've been a lil stuck on Twist Of Fate lately. So I thought it'd be fun to put it here. But please be kind to me.

This is also pretty much 3.7k words of filth :)

If you guys have anything you want me to write, I'd be more than happy to give it a shot;)

I'll shut up now

After Harry and I's video call the other day, I just laid in bed considering my life choices. Questioning how it got here and where the hell I'm going to go next.

My best friend called me at three in the fucking morning that night, in tears because something had come up. Something that would prevent her from being able to go to her Harry Styles concert in Denver.

She's been a blood fan of One Direction since they got on the X-Factor, then all five of them after the band split.

She slowly but surely made me into a fan of them, but there is just something about Harry that draws you in without even having to meet him. Just seeing a video of him is enough, really.

But since she's not going to his show, she gave me the ticket and made me promise to film every second of it. Get him to notice me.

Which is exactly what I did.

She'd told me to wear something slutty, which I shot down right away. She's way too excited for me to go see him when she can't. Just proving that I don't deserve her. But I'm not ever going to let her go.

Which brings me to now.

Harry just went off stage, the last two hours feels like a fever dream. We locked eyes a few times, his eyebrows had shot up in surprise when he recognized me. I honestly didn't think he would.

Sophie convinced me to put my hair in a half-up, half-down style. Silver necklaces resting around my neck, falling into the deep cut V-neck of my pink and blue striped crop top. A pair of tight, high waisted leather pants. Black combat boots on my feet.

The dramatic blue eye make-up and winged liner making my eyes pop, but also look like another person.

I guess the man has a great memory.

I'll never understand how he can perform the way he does. When he's up there, he looks like he's right where he belongs. Like he was meant for it. I have no idea if that's how it feels for him, obviously. I'm not psychic, but it would be pretty sick to be able to know what's going on in people's heads.

I didn't even notice that people had started filing out of the pit, the loud sound of thousands of people screaming, now lowered to a hum of the ones left talking.

I don't notice until a buff security guard waves his hand in front of my face, having been too stuck in my own head to do anything but stare at the spot Harry disappeared after sending me a wink. A fucking wink.

"Miss Adams?"

I snap my head in his direction when he speaks my name. confusion must be written all over my face because his hard features soften a little. Although I can't know for sure due to his mask, I think he's smiling.

"Yeah, that's me.", I breathe, straightening up.

"Mr Styles has requested you."

"I'm sorry, he what?" I can already feel my heart racing. This is some kind of sick joke, right? This doesn't actually happen at concerts. People don't actually get called backstage by the global superstar after his concert is finished.

The security guard who I have yet to learn his name chuckles, "If you just follow me, I'll take you to him."

Without a second thought, knowing if I do, I'll psych myself out of it if I think too much about this, I swing my legs over the fence, jogging after the security guard. The sound of my boots hitting the ground echoing around the nearly empty venue.

I keep my head down as we walk through the building, not meeting the eye of any of the people working here. Too lost in my own head again to take in any of my surroundings.

Why would he ask me to meet him?

Is he mad at me for coming here?

Is he disappointed?

What if this is like fanfiction and he ends up being in the mafia and this entire tour is just a cover for a huge drugs and weapons operation and I'm going to be chased by a dude in a skeleton mask until he stabs me, and I die?

That would be preferable to the first three options, to be honest.

"Here you are, Miss Adams." And with that, he walks away. Leaving me outside the door labelled 'Harry Styles'.

I knock my knuckles against the wood hesitantly before I can change my mind and go back home.

I'm about to turn on my heel and run like a lunatic through the building again, but just as I've turned around to leave, the door flings open and my heart stops beating in my chest.

His blue and white striped shirt is still tucked in his red trousers, but the suspenders are hanging on each side of his hips. His feet void of the red shoes he was wearing earlier.

His hair still styled in the same way with some rogue strands having fallen down across his forehead. His green eyes making me stop breathing for a second.

"Hi.", I greet him, an awkward wave of my hand just embarrassing myself further. This is why I don't talk to anyone of the opposite gender.

Harry's heart-shaped lips turn up into a smirk at my obvious nerves, "Hey, angel. Didn't know you were coming tonight. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry, it was really last minute. My best friend, Sophie was supposed to go, but she couldn't after all and called me after we spoke on Sunday and told me to go instead. I filmed the entire thing though so she could watch the whole thing with me-''

"Can I kiss you?", Harry interrupts my rambling, making my heart skip a beat. At least he's direct about it.

My words get stuck in my throat, and I can muster is a nod.

Harry tuts, "I'm gonna need words, pretty girl." His voice lower than usual, as his eyes bore into mine.

I swallow hard, "Kiss me, please."

Without saying another word, Harry's hands cup my face as he leans down to lightly press his lips against mine. He starts backing into his dressing room, me trailing him like a lost puppy as he kicks it shut behind him.

He doesn't give me time to think before he's kissing me again, a lot more urgent this time. I kiss him back, feeling one of his hands trail down the curve of my waist until he's pushing my body against the door, my hands holding onto his bicep and jaw for some support as he swipes his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance.

I grant it, Harry's mouth moving against mine as his rings are freezing cold in contrast to the burning hot skin of the side of my neck.

"You're a dream, angel.", Harry murmurs against my lips. His voice is husky from lust, his eyes dark as he meets mine. "Oh, the things I wanna do to you."

I tuck my bottom lip into my mouth, letting my right hand slide down his chest, stopping at the hem of his trousers, "Why don't you show me?"

Harry groans at my words before enveloping my lips with his again, sliding his tongue into my mouth as he takes control. Both of his hands move down to grope my ass through the leather material of my pants, kneading the flesh in his ring clad fingers.

I can't help but whimper when he pulls one of his hands away, only to crack it against my ass cheek, feeling the sharp sting through my pants as he rubs the area to soothe the pain. "You want me to have my way with you? You gonna be a good girl?", Harry rasps.

"Yes, Harry. Do whatever you want with me."

"Beg.", he demands in a tone that has me squeezing my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure that's built up in my lower half.

I defiantly stare back at him, my mouth pressed into a fine line as I try to ignore how my heartbeat races at the dark look in his eyes.

Without warning, his hand is off my ass and wrapped around my neck, making me practically moan. I'm completely ruining my underwear.

"Harder."

Harry cocks his eyebrow, "You're playing a dangerous game here, love."

I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out due to the way his hand tightens around my neck, making all the ache between my legs become unbearable.

Harry seems to notice because the smirk is plastered back on his face, "You're really not that innocent are you, angel?"

"Please.", I whimper like the weak bitch I am. Desperate for anything at this point. Wanna drive a knife through my chest? Please do. Just get rid of the fucking pressure that just keep building from Harry's hand around my neck making my head spin.

"Please what?", he teases, "I'm gonna need words, angel. You know that." Leaving a trail of kisses from my jaw to the curve of my neck as he starts licking and sucking bruises on my pale skin making me arch my back, my chest pressing against his.

"Ah. Please do whatever you want with me. Use me. I don't care. Just do something. Please. Let me do something. Please. I'm begging.", I break, my hands burying themselves in his hair as he moans against my neck, pressing his hips against mine. The bulge evident in his pants, pressed against me.

Harry's teethe nibble at the sensitive skin on my neck, grinding his hips against me, "I want your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock.", his voice is laced with lust.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I apparently have a death wish.

"Let me put that mouth to good use.", Harry growls as he lets go of me to unzip his pants, letting them pool around his ankles as he unbuttons the rest of his shirt. His cock straining against the fabric of his black briefs, making my mouth water.

He lets his material slide off his shoulders, exposing his tattooed torso. "Down on your knees for me, angel."

His voice snaps me out of my gawking over his body, dropping down to my knees, looking up at Harry as I wait for him to tell me what he wants.

Instead of telling me, he takes hold of his briefs, pulling them down his muscular legs, past the tiger tattoo, stepping out of them and the pants. Kicking them somewhere behind him as his length springs free, precum leaking from the tip.

"Can I?", I ask.

Harry nods, waiting impatiently for me to do anything when I tut, repeating the same words he told me, "I'm gonna need words, angel."

"Yes.", Harry confirms reluctantly, and I waste no time wrapping my head around his shaft, spitting on it to make the glide easier as I work him in my hand earning a low moan from Harry.

Seeing the reaction I have on him makes me squeeze my things together as my underwear is definitely ruined by now.

Without warning, I lick a stripe up his impressive length before wrapping my lips around the head while still jerking him off with my hand. Swirling my tongue around his sensitive tip, making his hips jerk forward.

When I take him deeper in my mouth, hollowing my cheeks around his cock, he releases a guttural moan, "Ah- just like that.", encouraging me to take him further until he hits the back of my throat.

I bob my head, tears springing to my eyes as I concentrate on breathing through my nose when I feel him curve down the back of my throat. My make-up is probably running down my cheeks from the way my tears fall because of the pressure in the back of my throat.

My hands hold onto his thighs for support when Harry takes hold of my hair, using my mouth for his own pleasure. His hips thrusting forward harshly as he fucks my mouth with no remorse, moans and groans streaming from him with no shame.

"You're such a good girl. Taking me so well.", Harry rasps, his voice strained as I swallow around him. "Fuck!"

Suddenly Harry rips my mouth off him, squeezing his cock while cursing, "Shit. Fucking hell. You're gonna make me come already. Need to be inside you right now."

He grabs me by the throat, making me stand on my feet before he crashes his lips against mine, probably tasting himself on me as he groans into my mouth. I fumble with the button of my pants as his tongue explores my mouth.

My skin feels like it's on fire as his hands roam my body. Groping at my tits, squeezing my sides before he urges me to raise my arms above my head, grabbing the bottom of my crop top, only breaking away from the kiss when he takes it off.

I'm left in my bra, moaning when Harry starts sucking and nibbling at the skin where my jaw meets my neck, his fingers skillfully unclasping my bra.

"Lemme take these off.", he motions to my pants when my breasts are free, grabbing the hem before dragging the tight leather down my toned legs, crouching down as he does. Kissing down my stomach, making butterflies erupt in my belly.

"God you're a dream." Harry compliments as he takes in my body, the only thing covering me being my small, black thong. "You've probably made a mess between your thighs, haven't you angel? Bet you're dripping."

"You have no idea.", I agree, seeing no point in denying it.

"May I?"

Harry looks up at me, his hands rubbing up and down my thighs. "Please." And with that, he actually rips the fabric off my body. The sting of it making me hiss in pleasurable pain as I'm completely exposed to the man who's literally on his knees in front of me.

He drags his pointer finger through my soaked heat, my hip jerking when he brushed against my clit. Making me whimper involuntarily as he groans, "You're drenched angel. Want me to take care of that ache in your tummy."

"Yes, please. I need your mouth. Your fingers. Please." I have to lean against the wall to keep myself standing when he slaps my cunt, having to fight back a scream.

Harry gets off his knees, throwing me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing only to carry me a few steps before I'm being lowered onto his sofa. A shiver going down my spine when I see him between my legs, his irises void of any green from how dilated his pupils are.

"I'm gonna make you come all over my fingers before I bury my cock inside you and fuck you until you can't remember your own name. Is that alright with you?"

Fuck me.

I blink at him, having lost the ability to form words. "I'm gonna need you to say yes, angel.", Harry reminds me.

"Yes. Fuck. Please do."

Harry smirks, "Good girl.", before enveloping my clit with his mouth, startling my body as I arch my back in pleasure as he suctions it into his mouth. Bringing his hand up to my centre, his fingers circle my entrance. His groan sending vibrations through my body, making me moan uncontrollably when he inserts two fingers into my cunt. Pumping them in and out, curling them in just the right way to hit the spot that makes me go feral.

My fingers tangle in his hair for some sort of support when he adds another finger, going faster. The pace of everything making my head spin and the pressure in my tummy build.

Harry's free hand replaces his mouth as he pulls his face away, his chin shining with my arousal. His thumb rubs fast patterns, adjusting to what gets the most reaction from me.

"Let it go, angel.", Harry urges me as his fingers drive into me even faster, making a feral moan escape me as I start squirming from the intense feeling in my body. His deep accent not making it any easier to hold on.

Suddenly the bubble pops and pleasure spreads through my entire body, making me go limp as I chant Harry's name over and over again as he helps me ride out my high before pulling his finger out of my spent body.

I feel like I'm on a cloud, floating around, so I don't register that he's ripped open a condom and rolled it onto his length until he's grabbing a hold of my waist. Flipping me onto my stomach, my knees on the floor as Harry positions himself behind me.

I'm about to ask what he's doing when he takes hold of my wrists, bringing them together behind my back before trying them together with something I can't see.

He tests it to make sure it's not too tight before asking, "This alright, angel?"

"Fuck", I breathe, "Yes. What even is that?" I use the little energy I have left to lift my head, twisting it to see a devious look on his face before he shrugs, "My suspenders. You can keep em."

And with that he places his cock at my entrance before connecting his hips with the back of my ass, making me choke on a moan at the sudden intrusion. His size causing a pleasurable pain to erupt, making me hiss in both pain and ecstasy.

He pulls out until only his tip is still inside before driving into me again, setting a rough, fast pace as he holds on to the curve of my waist as he uses my body for his own pleasure.

"Fuck- you're such a whore. Letting me use you like this in my dressing room. Such a filthy fucking slut.", Harry's voice is barely recognizable as he keeps drilling into me, wrapping his hand around my neck, forcing my body back until my back is against his burning hot chest.

I can't speak, all I can do is moan and whimper as Harry buries his face in my shoulder, I turn my head to the side, moaning harder when he digs his teeth into the skin of my shoulder. The pain becoming pleasurable almost immediately.

Harry seems to take my lack of words as an encouragement, "You're just letting me use you like the desperate little fuck toy you are. Being so loud when anyone walking past the door could hear you. I bet that's what you want, isn't it?"

"Says you who could barely keep your hands off me when I knocked on the door. And you call me desperate?", I manage to bite back. Both of us were breathless.

When Harry doesn't respond, I think he may not have heard me. Or that I just imagined myself saying it. But then he pushes my body roughly back down to the sofa again before cracking his palm against my right ass cheek. Before I can even register the stinging pain of it, another smack is heard as he does the same to my other cheek, now rubbing the area to soothe the pain. His rings making them so much more effective.

Harry wraps his hand back around my throat, harder than earlier, forcing me back up as his free hand takes hold of my jaw. Making me look at him, his face is shining with sweat, much like the rest of his body, his hair completely fallen out of its place, jaw clenched so hard I'm worried about his teeth.

"You watch your mouth, princess. Ok?"

His tone is chilling and his thrusts are harsher than before, making the muscles in my thighs shake from the intense pleasure. When I don't answer, he squeezes harder on the side of my neck, making my eyes roll back, "Answer me, angel."

"Yes- ah. No backtalk.", I moan.

"Open your mouth.", he orders. I automatically obey, my eyes widening as he leans over, spitting straight in my mouth before forcing it shut. "Swallow. Good girl."

I'm about to say something when he crashes his lips against mine again, the passion behind it overwhelming as one of his hands travel down my body, his thumb attaching to my clit again.

The new stimulation makes it impossible for me to kiss Harry back as my body squirms from the insane amount of pleasure from his big cock hitting that spot inside me over and over again and the way he's playing with my clit. Sending my brain into overdrive.

I have no control when I come abruptly, clenching around Harry as he's holding my body upright completely. My muscles having given out as all I can do is moan as I come around him.

Apparently triggering his own release as his thrusts become sloppy until he stills completely.

He helps ride both our highs out before he carefully pulls out, making me wince from how sensitive I am. Then untying my wrists.

Just as he's thrown the used condom away, there's a sharp know at the door and a voice, making me panic, "We're ready to go when you are, Harry!"

Harry on the other hand seems absolutely chill about it as he's picking our clothes off the floor, "I'm just gonna stay in tonight, Pauli. Have fun!"

I hear a low, "Old man.", before Pauli, apparently, leaves.

I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment, Harry chuckling at me as he helps me thread my useless legs through my pant legs, having out on his briefs again.

"I hate you.", I mutter, still mortified over the possibility that someone heard us. Something that went completely over my head earlier.

Harry's dimple carves into his cheek, "No, you don't. At least you didn't a few minutes ago."

I scoff as I put my bra on, "I loved your dick a few minutes ago.", I correct him.

"You're impossible.", Harry shakes his head as he's put on a pair of sweats and a hoodie before handing me one.

"It's cold out.", is Harry's response to my questioning expression.

I throw it over my head, noticing that it smells like him before standing up on shaky legs, "Where's the bathroom?"

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#harry styles #harry #harry smut #harry styles blurb #harry styles one shot #harry styles x reader #harry love on tour #harry styles suspenders #harry styles masterlist #harry styles smut #harry styles imagine #fine line

[gay-trashcan-cat]

how the fuck do you infuse so much personality into your doodles. are you pulling a fnaf and putting human souls in them?? if so, could you tell me how to do it?

ok first off, THANK YOU? got me going teehee blink blink face. Didn't expect to have an art question but I'm very glad, it's my first one so I'll answer to the best I can!

When it comes to personality in drawings (assuming your talking about characters), I often like to think about my characters as friends or someone you know. Often times I'm just saying to myself, "OH! Character would definitely react like this or say this!" (like how you would say your friend would do something unique only to them in a silly situation) Stepping into you characters' shoes or viewing them as a buddy can help you apply and do a bunch!

Though I do understand that you can know a ton about a character but still struggle on what to apply to a drawing with them in it!

There are a few things I tend to do and add when it comes to drawings!

First off is expression, putting some extra thought into expressions can really help add more to your character. Especially pushing expression! (Won't go too deep with expression because that's a whole other can of beans)

My silly goofy cat is a real happy and loud guy, so a simple smile won't always cut it! Really pushing that joy and loudness helps add more to him as a character!

Another thing you may have noticed in the drawing is how I added some (very silly looking) arms to the surface he was near! This moves on to the next thing I often do. Body language! (Which could also be seen as, gesture/posing)

Though relatively the same expression (note the eyes size difference makes the first doodle look more aware/awake, that just shows expression can change even with the slightest difference, this was accidental though), the change of the pose adds story to the character. The first drawing comes off as a more plain hello, while the second drawing adds more excitement and characterization to the goofy guy! As we see how he waves his hand quickly with joy while his left foot taps up with energy, most likely meeting up with a friend! All this movement also makes your characters look less stiff and lifeless.

I also like to add my own stylistic ways of movement or little reaction marks, I'm not too sure what to call them exactly tho (what I mean are the extra colored bits around the character below, they dont always need color though).

This is just a nice way to add more flavor to a drawing! And you can always experiment, or mix and match to see what you like.

Another thing I do is try to imagine scenarios or scenes that would work well with what I have in mind. To get to that point I'm often writing it down or doing thumbnails and lil roughs before I actually make my sketches that I post (insider secrets right here!).

(Here's an example of my drafting process with poses and expressions for this ask I did a while ago, yes it is cursed so read at ur own cost❤ )

Another thing would be textures, you often see me switching colors and brushes, even software's as I draw! that's why every doodle feels a little different, which I feel helps give off different ideas and emotions (or laziness who knows).

Some other factors that play into the "personality" of my drawings is the reactions, with cause and effect. Which has actions that make a new reaction for each character (or even object) that is exaggerated. Like someone making a disgusted face to someone vomiting, even a cat knocking a cup over, or a cat getting scared by a glass breaking (this could also just be a continuation of the last statement). Possibly even the IRS coming for you after evading your taxes and you having to jump out the window.

I mainly use this for comics! But you could do this in a single drawing, I like to have a moment kind of frozen in place either after or in the middle of an action (sorta lets your brain imagine the in-betweens). Though when it comes to exaggerating your reactions or causes, it takes some practice and imagination, so don't be discouraged if it takes some trial and error to get the hand of it! Honestly I'm still practicing too.

Other things that help me put some more life into my drawings is well... life itself! lots of interactions, faces, and poses are based on things I've seen in real life, from watching people (while in the bushes).

Though that isn't the only thing! I also use what I see in media, or photos! even some shows and movies, since there are so many good scenes or frames that can be used as great inspiration!

lastly, yes I do put human souls in my drawings, as well as sacrifice some squirrels here and there to my Elmo shrine, but thats not tooo important right?

#geckos gibberish #gecko answers #thank you for the ask! #yes yes i know its long #wow me giving art advice??? #hopefully i didnt go too off topic

[wimsiecal]

Dude I made a new friend and she knows about the PatB comics but hasn't seen our lore. I have so much of your work to show her!

Aka thank you for being our DP lore god because it's awesome and I can't wait for the next update and it's so fun explaining to people how we go bananas for the lil guy

Oh my gosh yeeeeeesssss!!! Heheheheh show her all the ways of the Dark Pinky >:D

Hehehe no seriously that's awesome aaaaaa!! It makes me so excited when we get to just show people how far you can go with this character you know? And oh my gosh I have so much more planned you don't even know hhhhh I wish I could get more posts out on the blog sooner but unfortunately life gets in the way and my technology keeps trying to commit die lol

I had like three panels drawn out for the next blog update on my surface pro and it just stopped charging and I don't have access to them anymore so I have to redraw all of them with my Mac/drawing tablet uuuggghhggh

Sorry I'm rambling djhdjdjd anyway I'm so happy you have something to talk about with your new friend and I hope that I can provide you guys with enough DP lore hahaha ^^

#eeeeehehee #yesssss #pinky and the brain #dark pinky #ask box

[f2tal]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

tysm for the ask! (::

i am a simple guy and am easy to make happy so these things are just off the top of my head and not very strictly ordered so here goes!

1. the reminders i get that other people think fondly of me like the pinterest boards my friends have for me and the comments on my code when ive figured something out after struggling with it and that time i found out my friend screenshots our dms when we get sappy just for keeps and the soda my brother leaves in the fridge for me because he knows its my favorite.

2. friends!! i love emma and ellie and soffy and ia and everyone i have ever called a friend. they remind me i like being alive

3. my dogs excitement when i get home <3

4. creation in all forms! i love making things so much. coding and 3d art and drawing and lil songs on the guitar and video editing are all such joys to participate in (:

5. when i go outside to smoke and the sun shines on my face.. nothing like it

#ask #ty again this was fun to do (:

[ayato-comehomepls]

You as Their Phone Wallpaper🌱

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- Cussing, g/n but some fem compliments

Characters- Diluc, Venti, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, Kazuha, Xiao, Scaramouche, Albedo, Gorou, Itto

A/N- Modern au obv,

Diluc-

LOWKEY VERY SHY

He thinks it's probably kind of embarrassing that you're his wallpaper, it's just he sees other couples do it so he wants to too

But when he sneaks a peak at yours and sees him there he feels much better about it

No longer hides his home screen from you or other people ajsjjshs

Venti-

Somehow gets the most ridiculous photos of you to set as his wallpaper

Ones of you caught off guard or from silly angles

He could use serious or cute photos of you but,,,, he has much more fun tormenting you with stupid pictures that you have no memory of being taken

He thinks they really capture your true beauty

Zhongli-

A very serious man but also such a romantic

Probably didn't even know couples did this tho-- until he saw his face on your home screen and was confused

Once you explain it to him he'll change his wallpaper too so fast

Wants it to be a picture of both of you so others can see how happy you make him

Childe-

Sometimes just sits and stares at his wallpaper

Won't hide it from you or anyone because why would he?? You're literally so hot??

Loves seeing it every time he goes on his phone,, but then it makes him miss you

It's either a serious photo of you or something stupid, changes each time he switches it out :p

Thoma-

SHOWS YOU OFF LIKE ITS HIS LIFE PURPOSE

Literally loves talking about you to friends,,,, hell even to strangers too

Has you send him photos of you or takes them himself so he can change wallpapers often

Cause he needs to have updated photos to show off!! So it's something new each time

Kazuha-

Prefers more subtle wallpapers of you

Something like a picture of you guys holding hands,,,

He likes keeping things mysterious 😯

And likes your relationship to stay personal- but wants people to know he's taken

Will screenshot his home screen every time he changes it and sends it to you for you to see <3

Xiao-

Has you as his wallpaper for a VERYY long time- but you don't find out for a while cause he's so shy sjdjek

When you do see it you tease him endlessly- so he threatens to change it

(But you both know he'd never do such a thing)

If he's your wallpaper too it'll make him so happy

Scaramouche-

Xiao part 2 but more defensive

"Scaramouche, am I your wallpaper?" "WHAT OFC NOT THATS WEIRD.." *Draws little hearts over it <3*

Doesn't let anyone see it because he's not a simp remember 🤨 (debatable)

His friends will 100% make fun of him and will do so in front of you,, just to embarrass him

Albedo-

ALBEDO SO SWEET

Like Thoma,,, he loves showing you off to anyone and everyone

Texts you reminders like "just saw my wallpaper, you're still so pretty"

Might even draw a picture of you and use it too

Doodles cute lil drawings on it ;(

Loves having matching backgrounds

Gorou-

Shy part 50293838

Sets you as his wallpaper then gets rid of it then gets it back then repeats

He's just scared you'll see it and then be uncomfortable

But then you pitch the idea of having wallpapers of eachother and he's like ivE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

So excited he can't choose a photo for the life of him

Itto-

Will constantly ask you for photos of yourself to use

Some of them he saves for his wallpaper,, some of them he just keeps

Also likes taking pics of you himself

All in all just loves using up his storage space for you akshjshs

Proudly announces every time he changes it because he loves seeing you get lovestruck over it

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact venti #venti fluff #genshin impact diluc #diluc fluff #genshin impact zhongli #zhongli fluff #genshin impact childe #childe fluff #genshin impact xiao #xiao fluff #genshin impact thoma #thoma fluff #genshin impact scaramouche #scaramouche fluff #genshin impact kazuha #kazuha fluff #genshin impact albedo #albedo fluff #genshin impact gorou #gorou fluff #genshin impact itto #itto fluff

[yan-sideblog]

Here’s an idea if you don’t mind :^3 : but the camp consolers and older campers having a horror movie night, and so of course here’s Jack doing the ol’ yawn while wrapping an arm around Y/N’s shoulders, along with whispering that if they get scared he’s right there. Y/N laughs it off; bc what else do you do when you think your hot friend is flirting with you as an inside joke? After the movie and lights out though; they’re a lil freaked out by the movie and ask Jack if they could share a bunk..

Y/N is a little surprised by just how hyped Jack is for the upcoming horror movie night considering he seems like more of a comedy guy. Then again he doesn't seem the type to really dislike any particular genre so it's not that odd. Plus the older kids are excited for the double feature so that probably contributes to it.

What was more surprising was he wouldn't tell them what movies were playing, since the counselors are the ones who chose them. "Sorry sunshine you'll just have to be surprised." he'll say with a playful wink. None of the others will tell them either which Jack is happy about.

He'd hate for an unexpected accident to put a damper on the occasion after all.

So they don't realize until the night of that the movies in question are the type of scary movies that freak them out the most. All Jack offers in response is an innocent shrug of his shoulders as the two take seats more twords the back of the viewing area.

Part way through the first movie they just barely hear him yawn before wrapping an arm around their shoulders. When he reassures them he's there for them they laugh off the obviously cheesy move as their friends attempt to settle their nerves.

Jack knows it's cheesy, just like he knows these movies would get at theur nerves. He's the one who suggested the two in the furst place.

By the time the second one finishes & the campers are sent back to their respective bunk houses Y/N is thoroughly freaked out. Which is probably why they weren't as embarrassed over asking Jack to skeep in his bed as they ought to be.

Sure they're friends but it's not lost on them how attractive he is or that he likes to flirt with them alot. But as previously stated they're pretty freaked out so that trumps any other nerves.

Thankfully he has mercy on them and keeps his teasing limited to a simple "Of course sunshine I'm here for whatever you need. Keeping fictional movie monsters at bay included." which earns him a pout accompanied by a playful elbow to the ribs.

Once the two had finished with their respective nightly routines Y/N foundthemselves held snugly against his chest. They weren't surprised by him telling a few jokes in an attempt to calm their nerves, they were surprised by how unnecessary they ended up being.

Laying there against his chest with one hand carding through their hair just felt right. Despite the more intimate setting it felt warm, safe & natural for them like they had always done so. When his other hand begins to lightly trace shapes in their back they wonder if it'd be ok to do this on their more restless nights, in the interest of getting sleep of course.

They also wonder, as they drift off, if the kids little rumors actually have some merit to them. People do say kids are good judges of character & i couldn't hurt to test the waters a bit, they're sure Jack wouldn't mind.

What they don't know is just how little he would mind. How every action he takes with them, no matter how genuine he is, is done to draw them closer. To cement himself as the only oerson they'll ever truly need.

They also don't know that this isn't the first time he's gotten cuddly to help them stave off potential nightmares. But he doesn't plan on telling them that part, he wouldn't wanna embarrass his sunshine to much.

#jack #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj #sdj fic #sdj 80s camp au #glitt3rh3ll #yan-sideblog

[levworship]

Okay but I just read what the other anon requested and that was so good?? I didn’t think I had a thing for receiving oral but wtf 😭🤚could I maybe request smth if you got time?? Could it be a reunion between volleyball teams from miyagi and tokyo? So nekoma, fukorodani, seijoh, Johzenji (terushima’s tongue piercing PLS), karasuno, itachiyama You were the old manager of nekoma and was friends with literally everyone, during the talk kuroo somehow mentioned that in the nekoma reunion like 2 years ago it somehow ended with the main guys all taking turns eating you out and that pisses off the rest of the guys because that was their fantasy?? This ends up with you (with consent ofc) being sat down on kuroo’s lap as the guys also take turns eating you out (inspired by the other anon because 😩) I understand if you obviously can’t mention everyone, but pls mention terurshima, sakusa (who would only let you make a mess on his face) and bokuto if you could <3 ALSO the idea of two people eating you out at the same time, maybe bokuto and terushima?? IM NASTY OKAY BUT PLS DO THAT

Ty in advanceeee

i’m usually pretty fast but this took me a whole two days to write smh i’m sorry anon. hope you enjoy tho <3 i wanted it to be a lil longer but i’m so tired and i rlly wanted to get this out for you.

cw: group sex (like.. big group), hella sub reader, also fem reader, anal lol, oral (fem reviving), kuroo is the ringleader, humiliation ig, reader kinda into it doe, dirty talk, degrading + praise, squirting, overstimulation

summary: basically everyone wants to eat out/fuck y/n. explicitly written in here is kuroo, oikawa, sakusa, bokuto, and terushima. the rest is implied.

word count: about 1.9k

your face was buried into kenma’s stiff shoulder, your whole body feeling hot as your group of friends continued to talk about you as if you weren’t even there. but clearly they hadn’t forgotten about you too much considering the way their eyes burned holes into you from all around so indiscreetly that you couldn’t even sit your ass still.

you weren’t quite sure how the previous conversation had shifted so suddenly, but kuroo seemed more than happy with the subject change as his signature asshole smirk never left his features. “- yeah, ‘bout two years ago i’d say. she was a good fuck too. poor thing was so eager to make us feel good that she passed out.” kuroo continued to drag his story as if to intentionally provoke the others, and the staring at you only got worse. your nerves were shot.

you looked and felt like a precious bunny being stared down by a bunch of wolves. and honestly? it was hot as fuck.

which is why you didn’t bother to argue when you were practically dragged into the locker room of the old gym, daichi hurriedly locking the door behind all of you. you couldn’t help but feel bad for just a second. ‘didnt some of these guys have girlfriends? couldve sworn i saw terushima enter with some girl.’ but how could you possibly focus on that when your clothes were being literally ripped off of you and disregarded to who knows where?

your legs felt weak, both out of shock and nervousness from being handled so roughly. “bring her here, bo. sit her down on my lap.” bokuto (for perhaps the first time in his life) was silent as he dragged you over to the other ex-captain, setting you down in his lap on his spot on the bench just as he’d requested. kuroo snickered and raised a hand to cup your cheeks, squeezing them together like you were a little baby before releasing.

“ease up, will ya? so damn tense i can feel it from here. you know we’ll take good care of you.” he spoke so lowly and reassuringly that you couldn’t help but to nod like a fool as he turned you around in his lap to fit the others. he tapped your thigh once, twice, and you quickly picked up on the hint and opened your legs for their viewing pleasure. you tried to put your face down as you were smothered in shame from just how quickly you got wet from their rough handling, but kuroo gripped onto your face once again and forced you to look up.

“look up, baby. so many big strong men dying to make you cum so fucking hard. be a little more thankful, yeah? say it.” “thank you.” he shook his head with a small laugh before releasing your face, but not before lightly tapping your face twice with soft slaps. still, you remained out of it even as oikawa settled himself between your legs, looking up at you with the same lazy smile you frequently saw him wearing around you.

“smells so damn good. finally gonna let me get a taste, cutie?” he spoke lowly as if he were to himself before diving in and holy shit. you figured he’d be pretty experienced. the guy was a literal chick magnet. but damn, this exceeded your expectations by far. your body threatened to curl over itself if it hadn’t been for kuroo’s sturdy grip on your twitching thighs. the way he sucked vigorously at your clit while swiping his tongue along your folds to capture more of your essence had you drawing nothing but blanks up there.

“haven’t even cum yet for us and already going dumb?” kuroo teased, planting a kiss just behind your ear, a shocking contrast to the way oikawa’s tongue worked against you just right.

the air around you was so thick you felt as if it could be cut with a knife. some of the guys surrounding you couldn’t figure out what to do with themselves, nervously shuffling their feet without taking your eyes off of you. others had clearly overcome any former shame, already slowly pumping their cocks in their hands as they hoped and prayed that they would get a turn soon. the whole scene made you feel so dirty— so wanted. the desire that leaked from their looks on you had your orgasm approaching faster than ever.

oikawa seemed to have noticed this, using his thumbs to spread your folds apart to make sure you felt him deep, muttering a quick “cum on my fucking mouth, princess.” the simple phrase alone made your orgasm crash down on you finally. your fingers tangled in his soft hair, which was now messy and tossed thanks to you.

you nearly passed out right there when he continued to lick you clean even as you violently shook in kuroo’s grasp, the black haired boy having to shove the other away forcefully just to separate his mouth from you. “that’s enough of that. did he make you feel good baby?” your eyes are still shut as you cling onto the leftover bliss, only offering a quiet “mhm.” “good girl. think you can give us another?” the question was clearly rhetorical, which should’ve been clear by the was he was already gesturing someone else forward. but still, you shook your little fucked out head ‘no’ and prayed upon some god that he’d have mercy on your poor quivering cunt.

but you knew better than to expect mercy from kuroo of all people. especially when it came to your body, when he kept whispering to you about how you were such a “perfect little toy,” and his “favorite doll to use.” before you knew it sakusa was diving into your pussy quickly without giving you time to do so much as muster up the energy to open your eyes again. his mouth was quick and desperate to get you off, moving with a sense of urgency as his hands busied themselves palming at his covered dick. he wasn’t nearly as precise or experienced as oikawa was, but his eagerness made up for it as he ate you out like a starved man.

your hips threatened to buck against his face wildly, cries of “please, please, please” falling from your mouth even though you didn’t even know what you were begging for. all you knew was that you needed more than what he was giving you right now. the man above you seemed to have read you like an open book once again as he released one of your thoughts to reach a hand around to your sensitive bud, pressing down on it softly. “see this?” he murmured, only receiving a small “hm.” in acknowledgement as omi continued his assault on your little hole. greedy fuck. “try touching her here. she loves that shit.” you cried out for more again, clenching tightly at the way he spoke of your body as if you weren’t even there.

the second sakusa tore himself away from your folds to wrap his lips around your clit, you were a goner for sure. there was a distant scream that you didn’t even recognize as your own until kuroo muffled them with his hand, body twitching and jerking more than it had the previous time. the room fell to a sudden silence even as you came down from your high, causing you to let out a confused hum.

kuroo’s chuckle broke the quietness, his large hand slapping your wet overstimulated mound and making you yelp. “didn’t know you were a squirter, baby. how come you didn’t do this for us the first time hm?” another rhetorical question. his hand trailed down lower, collecting some of your juices before he began to prod a finger at your other hole. “fuck- gonna let me bury myself in here again? want both of your holes fucked out?” and you couldn’t help but cry out because fuck yes! you couldn’t think of anything you’d want more. you nodded your head and panted like a sex craved mutt, and perhaps you would’ve been as humiliated as you were before if you weren’t so damn thirsty for it. every inch of you was begging to be ravished and destroyed, and you couldn’t help but grow more and more impatient as the time passed.

kuroo didn’t take his eyes off of you as he nodded towards the crowd once again, sakusa taking the hint and reluctantly scurrying off to palm at himself through his sweatpants just as he previously had. kuroo’s command must’ve been unclear though, as both of you were pulled away from your eye contact at the sound of a comical bonk followed by two grunts of “ow.” perhaps you would’ve laughed if the two aforementioned fools weren’t kneeling in front of your drenched pussy, ready to service you eagerly just as the other two had.

a chill ran up your spine as you surveyed each of their features. while both of them shared the same underlying expressions of lust and desperation, you couldn’t help but note how bokuto’s face resembled one of an excited puppy dog that perhaps would’ve been adorable in another circumstance while terushima’s was much more primal. “look at that” kuroo’s voice in your ear dragged you back out of your own head as he slowly sunk another finger into your tight ass. just because he was going to treat you like a whore didn’t mean you didn’t deserve prep. “making a fool out of themselves, all because they’re so desperate to get a taste of that perfect pussy. doesn’t that make you feel filthy?”

kuroo couldn’t do anything but shake his head at your lack of response, finally releasing your thighs for a moment to grab at both of their napes, silently demanding for you to hold them open yourself. “well? since you’re both so impatient, think you two can work together as a team? if i hear her complain even one time, i’m not letting either of you touch again.”

the two of them nodded obediently, and your eyes nearly rolled back at how demanding kuroo was being right now. it was clear that everyone knew who was truly holding the ropes here, and yet no one was complaining about the arrangement. seemingly satisfied with their responses, kuroo released their necks and his hands smacked yours away so he could replace them and hold up your thighs himself once again. “think you’re ready to take my cock now in here, y/n?” he smirked as he lined himself up. “gonna let me fuck this ass while you let both of them eat that slutty pussy? such a dirty girl. so fuckin’ good for us” he continued to spew filth at you as he lined himself up at your entrance, allowing you to sink down slowly.

you hissed at the stretch, but of course didn’t have much time to focus on the sensation because bokuto and terushima had finally decided that they’d been waiting for long enough. they worked diligently, the cool metal of teru’s tongue piercing flicking against your bud while bokuto slurped on your juices so loudly that the sound filled the room in the most embarrassing way possible.

yeah. you were in for it tonight.

sorry for mistakes or inconsistencie. requests for bnha and haikyuu are open.

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #bokuto smut #sakusa smut #kuroo smut #oikawa smut #terushima smut #haikyu!! smut #haikyuu x reader dirty imagine #.chiyo’s works #.chiyo’s works hq

[just-another-muddafucka]

unwanted visitor*

pairing: max cady x fem!reader

summary: a good deed turns out to be the worst choice you could possibly make... maybe.

warnings: explicit language, slight dub con, fingering, choking, face slapping, predatory vibes, huuggeee age gap (but reader is of legal age), daddy kink

When the last bell of the day rang, you were more than happy to pack your books into your bag and hurriedly get out from behind your desk. All of your frustrations washed away the minute the final bell rang throughout the school. You walked with a pep in your step down the hall and to the left where your locker was. Quickly putting in your combination, you unlocked the metal barrier and shoved your history textbook inside and huffed as you fixed your lopsided headband that kept your hairs away from your face.

“Y/N!” You heard your friends squeal your name as they ran to you, all laughing and talking at the same time.

“If you’re gonna ask me to go to the mall again, the answer is gonna be no,” you giggled and held your binder to your chest as you shut your locker and made sure to rearrange the numbers. “My parents are coming home tomorrow and I have to clean up and stuff.”

“And stuff? What’re you gonna do? Rub one out the last night you’re alone?” Alana, the loud and dirty one of the group, questioned you and made an obscene gesture with her fist and mouth.

You shoved her and covered your blushing face with your binder as your friends giggled around you. You rolled your eyes at her filthy antics and walked in between them. “I’ll let you guys know though, okay? I have studying to do and food shopping.”

“Oh, let me know when you go food shopping. I need to get more snacks,” Beverly, the insanely smart and talkative one of the group, told you as she fixed her glasses on her nose. “I ate too much of everything again and my parents are gonna freak when they see how empty the cabinets are. Especially my dads secret stash. No wonder he keeps a lock and key.”

You and Alana shared a look and laughed. Alana wrapped an arm around Beverly’s shoulders as you three made your way out of the school. There was still a bustle of students here and there - some waiting for the bus, some waiting for their parents, others just loitering. Alana and Beverly were chatting amongst themselves, and judging from the way Bev was sucking her teeth annoyingly, Alana was probably saying something dirty or poking fun. You were in your own head as your eyes scanned your surroundings.

They suddenly landed on a beautiful red mustang parked across the street. The man in the driver’s seat was significantly older than you. You weren’t sure if he was a parent or a teacher, but his eyes never left yours the minute you spotted him. A nudge to your arm brought you back down to earth and you quickly turned your head to focus on your two friends.

“We’re gonna head to the arcade. Danny’s supposed to meet us there. You sure you don’t wanna come?” Bev asked you, furrowing her eyebrows and biting down on her bottom lip with her brace covered teeth.

“I’m sure,” you smiles and fixed the straps of your bag and held your binder tighter to your chest as you took a few steps back. “I’ll see you guys Monday!”

They both bid you a goodbye and went around the school to where the football field was to cut a shortcut. You trotted down the steps and began to make your way home which was just a 10 minute walk, 6 minutes tops if you ran. But do you really wanna run in a skirt? You shook your head to yourself and giggled softly. The air was so fresh and clean. It rained last night and today was a beautiful morning. The smell of grass and flowers overwhelmed your senses as the birds chirped around you.

“Excuse me, young lady,” you heard a gentle southern voice call at you from beside.

You gasped and looked to the side and saw the man you had seen before. He rests one elbow on the the drivers side window as the other rests on the steering wheel. He was wearing a sailor’s hat and had a Hawaiian shirt on, only the top three buttons undone, showcasing a hairy and well built chest with tattoos. He had some on his arms as well and it gave you butterflies. He lowered his sunglasses just a smidge and gave you a charming smile. Up close, he looked so handsome and rugged.

“I sincerely apologize for startling you,” he told you. “Do you, by any chance, know where Collins Avenue is? I’m afraid I don’t have a map and I have a doctor’s appointment.” He seemed so friendly. It made you feel at ease. You stepped closer to the car and looked down the street, missing the way his eyes roamed you up and down.

“You’re gonna go down that street here. And then when you’re about to pass that yellow house, you’re gonna make a right. And then there’s gonna be a blue house at the corner, then you’re gonna wanna make a left and then keep going straight!” You told the directions and gave him a bashful smile, hugging your binder closer to your chest again. “Do you get it, mister?”

“I’m afraid I don’t, darlin,” he huffed and licked his lips, sucking his teeth and tapping his thump against the steering wheel.

“Well, I can draw it out for you if you’d like? I know this neighborhood like the back of my hand,” you giggled quietly, making the man smirk as he bit his lip.

“Would you like to take a seat inside so you’re more comfortable?” He offered and unlocked the doors of his car.

“I’m not allowed to get into cars with strangers, mister,” you told him softly, nervously biting your lip.

“Well look at how smart you are!” He praised you, causing your cheeks to blush pink. He didn’t miss that and grinned wolfishly. “My name is Max Cady. And you are?”

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you told him, taking a small step towards the car when he outstretched his hand to shake yours. His hand was so much bigger than yours, fingers long and veins protruding on his hand and arm. You swallowed down a whimper at the touch.

“See, now we ain’t strangers anymore,” he winked at you, laughing quietly as you looked down. “I promise you, I’m a respectful man and you seem like a lovely lil lady.” He fingers tapped against his thigh as his knee started to bob, a sign of impatience. But he needed to get you to trust him. He needed to simply wait it out until it was the right time. When your hand touched the handle, something inside of him jumped for joy. “There we go!”

You opened your binder and turned to a clean sheet of paper, pulling out a pencil from its pocket and beginning to draw an outline of where Max needed to go. You can feel his eyes on you as you neatly scribbled down street signs and little squares as houses. His scent suddenly filled your senses. The cologne he was wearing smelled so intoxicating. You wanted to bury your nose in his neck to keep that scent around you. You bit your lip and squeezed your thighs together under your binder, hoping he didn’t realize your squirming. Oh, but he did. His eyes trailed down to look at the exposed skin hidden under your pink checkered skirt, your white thigh highs fitting so snug around you. It looked so soft and supple. He needed to squeeze your flesh and sink his teeth into them to leave his mark. He suddenly wonders if you bruise easily.

“So, you go to this school here?” Max asks you, wanting to make small talk to keep you longer. “I hear it’s the last month before summer.”

“Yes, I do! It’s my last year too, and then I go to college,” you beamed with excitement and he almost found it adorable. “I can’t wait. It’s gonna be so exciting.”

“No kiddin’. What’re you studying?” He licked his lips and looked at your neck and collarbones, suddenly wondering what you’d taste like if he trailed his tounge across. How long would he have to choke you to make you pass out?

“English! I wanna be a writer,” you gave him a shy smile, watching as his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled back at you. Man, was he handsome. “I never asked where you’re from, Max. I recognized your accent.”

“Oh, just a lil town up in Georgia,” he shrugged. “Nothin’ too special, I guess.”

“Georgia? I heard they have great peaches up there. I always wanted to go to a peach farm,” you pouted.

“Can I let you in on a secret?” His voice dropped down to a low baritone hum as he moved closer to you, the heat of just him engulfing you like flames. His breath tickled your ear. “They ain’t that good.”

You burst into a fit of giggles and covered your mouth with your palm. Max chuckles to himself and elbows you lightly. Your skin was soft. His hands twitched as he moved back to his spot. And what perfume were you wearing? It smelled like strawberries and rose water.

“Um, here you go, sir - Max!” You handed him the paper and closed your binder after putting your pencil away. “If you just follow those directions, you’d be out on the main street and then the doctor’s office should be around there. I promise, you won’t get lost.”

“Well, since you’ve been such a lovely samaritan, I do believe you deserve a reward,” he tells you and reaches over to open the glove compartment, the back of his hand briefly touching your knees as he rifles around and pulls out a heart shaped lollipop. “Somethin’ sweet for a sweet peach.”

You blushed and took the lollipop with a soft thank you, sir. You unwrapped it and popped it into your mouth, immediately letting out a soft moan, not even realizing it as you suckle and lick. Max never once took his eyes off you. His face changed into one of seriousness. He need to have you. And if he couldn’t right now, he’d find a way. When you went to look at him, he immediately gave you that charming smile of his.

“How about I take you home? You’ve been so good to me and I would just feel so bad letting you walk alone out here,” he told you and laid a large hand on your shoulder, his thumb rubbing up and down as he looked into your eyes. Almost hypnotized, you nodded. “Where do you live, peach?”

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When Max stopped in front of your house, he took notice of the absence of cars in the driveway. You turned in your seat and gave him a blushing smile. He rests his arm on the seats behind him and spreads his thighs comfortably. He doesn’t miss the way your eyes look down before quickly looking into his again.

“Thank you for the ride, Max. I do hope you get to the doctors office safely,” you told him gently, leaning over the console to give his stubbly cheek a kiss, once more smelling that cologne.

“Pleasure’s all mine, peach,” he grins and tips his hat to you like a gentleman, savoring the little giggles that escape your red tinted lips that was from the lollipop.

He watches as you exit the car, waving back at you as you walk up the long walkway that leads to the steps. When you reach the top, you unlock the door, turning back once more to wave at Max. He gives you a wink as you shut the door. His smile drops from his face at an instant as he puts his car into drive and parks a few houses down. All he has to do is wait now.

When you get inside the house, you drop your bag down with a sigh and envelope the silence that fills up every room. You hated silence with such a passion. It was so quiet, yet so loud at the same damn time. You needed excitement and wonder and boisterous adventures. You trudged up the carpet steps and enter your lonely room. Tugging off your shoes, you neatly put them back in the empty space under your bed, pushing them back just a tad so your bedsheets cover them. You remove your headband and run your fingers through your hair. You sat down on the edge of your bed with a sigh. Coming home to an empty house was the worst feeling you ever felt.

“I need a dog,” you mumbled to yourself and walked over to the radio that sat on your windowsill, sliding in your favorite tape of Queen and smiling happily again when Somebody To Love came on. You hummed along to the lyrics and began to pick up any dirty laundry lying around. You had to make sure the bathroom was in tact as well before your parents came home. You made a mental list in your head of things you needed to do as you left your room and entered the small laundry room just beside yours. You loaded the washer, poured in a small cup of detergent, and turned the novel so that it would start rotating the clothes around.

You walked down the steps and entered the guest bathroom that was adjacent to the back door. You put your handle on the knob and turned it to make sure it was still locked before you left for school and after you came home. Just as you walked down the hallway to check the front door, the familiar Hawaiian shirt caught you off guard in your kitchen. You gasped and pressed your back against the walk beside the steps. Max Cady was standing in your kitchen eating an apple from your bowl of fruits.

“You should learn how to lock your doors, honey,” he tells you, taking another bite out of the apple as he motions with his hand around. “I mean, anybody can just walk in.”

“Wha-What’re you doing here, sir?” You whispered helplessly, feeling as thought you’re about to collapse just from how fast your heart is beating. “My parents will be home a-any minute, you need to go.”

“The calendar says otherwise,” he tells you condescendingly and steps in front of said calendar. He points to a circled date that was tomorrow and reads aloud, “Mom and dad come back.” He turns back to you, seeing the evident fear in your ears and the tremble in your body. “Now, why on earth would you go and lie about somethin’ like that? Your parents taught you about strangers, but I guess they ain’t teachin’ you about lying.”

A small tear rolls down your cheek as you try to muster up a response, but all that comes out is a feeble, “Please.”

Max sets the apple down on the countertop and begins to stalk towards you just as you make a mad dash for the front door. You swing it open just when his strong arm wraps around your waist, lifting you from the ground and throwing you back down behind him, causing you to scream and fall on your hands and knees. He slams the door and chases you up the stairs as you helplessly crawl. You sobbed and fought at his rough hands as they grab your arms to slam you against the wall, making one of the picture frams fall onto the ground. You cried and clawed at his skin, trying to smack his face to catch him off guard.

“Get over here,” he growls and enters your room, throwing you onto the bed and slamming the door shut with his foot. “I do believe you need to learn some manners.”

You cried and hiccuped as you hugged your knees to your chest, desperately holding onto them as grabbed onto your pillows as well. You watched with tear filled eyes as Max turns off your radio. He gets on his knees on your bed. You helplessly shake your head and cried out when he grabbed your ankles and dragged you down onto your back, causing your sheets to come undone and your stuffed animals to become disheveled.

“Please don’t kill me,” you whimpered and closed your eyes tight, feeling his nose against your damp cheek as he chuckles in your ear.

“Kill you? Oh honey, I’m gonna teach you a lesson,” he tells you, his southern drawl becoming thicker. He sits up straight, looking down your body and at how your thighs are trembling, your skirt pooled around your hips to show your tight gray panties. “Look at what we got here.”

You hiccuped and fearfully opened your eyes to see him staring down between your thighs with such hunger. You go to close them, but he smacks your thigh with such force that it makes you cry out. You rub at that sensitive and pained flesh, suddenly wishing that you never interacted with the man. He grabs your blouse and rips it apart, your buttons flying everywhere. You hear some clatter onto the ground as you lay helpless under him.

“I don’t want to hurt your pretty lil self, so how about you just cooperate, hm?” Max sternly tells you, pointing a finger down at you as if scolding a child. When you let out a small, “okay,” he nods in approval. “Now, have you ever been touched by a man?” You shake your head no. “You ever been touched by a woman?” You shook your head no. “You ever touch yourself?” You shook your head no once again. He laughs to himself and rubs a hand down his jaw. “You shittin’ me?”

“No sir,” you weakly whisper. “I’ve been saving myself.” You jump from his boisterous laugh. “What?”

“Well, I never thought of you to be such a holy girl.” His fingers gripped your thighs and he groaned as he saw the flesh turn white before pink. “Sweet, little innocent thing, hm?”

“Yes sir,” you whispered, your thighs trembling as his fingers moved further down until they stopped at the rim of your panties. “W-What’re you gonna do to me?”

“Well, I wanna choke the life out of you and destroy every inch of this body of yours, but I’m a gentleman,” he grins and tips his hat before putting it to the side. “I like you, Y/N, and I think we’re gonna get along just nicely.”

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pocket knife, sliding the blade under the fabric of your panties and lifting up in quick succession as he rips the fabric out from under you. He whistles and licks his lips as he first sees your bare cunt.

“Freshly shaved, just how I like ‘em,” he grins and rubs his fingers against the lips of your private parts. You jumped from the foreign feeling and gasped, thighs trembling to fall shut as he applies pressure to the swelling button hidden beneath your lips. “Thatta girl. Just let daddy do what’s best for you, hm?” He forces your thighs further apart and notices a small string of arousal sliding out of your tight hole. “What do we have here?”

You’re nervously panting as you play with the locket around your neck. Max slides his fingers to scoop up slme of your slick and shows it off to you with a filthy smile, spreading his fingers lewdly to show you the strings of arousal that look like saliva.

“I-I don’t know what that is,” you softly tell him. “And I don’t want to know. So can you please leave me alone, sir.” More tears filled your eyes as he laughed at your pathetic attempt.

“Darlin’, we’re just getting started,” he tells you and suddenly roughly shoves in his middle and ring fingers inside your tight cunt, laughing maniacally at the way you scream out from the painful intrusion. “That’s what I like to hear!”

You try to shut your thighs, but his large body and his arm between your legs stop you from doing so. He reaches over and wraps his other hand around your throat, squeezing and forcing you further down ontk the bed. You cough and grab onto his forearm, digging your nails into his tattooed and hairy skin. You kick your feet out as he begins to move his fingers in and out of you in quick succession. You squeeze your eyes shut as you try to distract yourself. But every single one of your thoughts are violated by Max. He squeezes your throat much harder than the last, relishing your weak gasps for air and the wet sloshing of his fingers inside your virgin pussy.

“You think I didn’t notice those little fuck me eyes looking at me inside the car?” He crooned. He removed his hand from your throat, watching with a hungry expression when you weakly gasp for air, your eyes dazy and unfocused. He slaps your cheek condescendingly, loving the small whimpers that leave your lips as he does so. “You wanted me from the start, little peach.” He leans over with a hand planted in the side of your head. You look up at him, thighs trembling even more as he speeds up his fingers, the tips prodding at this sensitive part inside of you that forces more slick to pour out.

“Mmhmmm,” you whimpered softly and threw your head back as your toes curled in your thigh highs. This feeling was so foreign, yet it felt so good. Max knew what he was doing, and yet you didn’t want him to stop. “Please... daddy.”

“That’s my girl,” he grins, crooking his fingers and moving his wrist upward as he ferociously begins to finger fuck you. You gasped and reached down to grab his forearm, but he shakes his head and laughs at your weak attempt.

“Oh G-God!” You squealed, eyebrows furrowing and cheeks burning up as the churning in your stomach envelopes into something bigger and stronger. “I-I feel... I feel... uuhhnnggh.”

“Let it happen,” he growls, slapping you in the face just as you squirt all over his hand and forearm, your juices spilling out onto your bedsheets and his pants. “Look at that!” He laughs as you try to catch your breath.

“Wha-What just happened, Max?” You whispered, feeling so dirty from letting an older man - a stranger - touch you so inappropriately, and you liking it.

“Oh honey, that ain’t nothin’,” he draws out and begins to unbuckle his belt. “We’re just getting started.”

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Hiiii quinn! I never realised you did requests but if it would be fine (and also because its my sole goal) could you do a boom boom boi and izubby with having their own cat or dog as a pet??? I'm seriously thinking that boom boom boi would be both a cat and dog person, don't u agree? (Ily lots and don't feel pressured to do this if you have a lot of stuff going on!)

Hi Dorki! I'm finally making my way through my requests and I was really excited to write this one! Okay, hope you like it!

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The Boys with Pets

Word Count: 1,750

Featuring: Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo!

Warnings: dogs, cats, cursing

Izuku Midoriya

Now Izuku loves pretty much all animals, but I can totally see him getting a dog. Dogs are loyal and full of energy just like a certain green-haired hero. The perfect duo.

He would probably rescue one from the pound, the one with the biggest, saddest, cutest eyes because how could he not? But someone has to go with him because he'd try to rescue them all if there was no one there to stop him. Once a hero, always a hero I suppose.

I'm thinking for names, he would definitely pick a name that reflects his favorite heroes. Don't be surprised if he names his dog something super cheesy like Mighty or Rocky…

Wait, okay, I've decided, he names his dog Mighty and that is the hill I will die on.

The life of a hero is quite busy so when he goes off on long missions, he drops the dog off at his mom's house. Inko has fallen in love with this sweet pup, so much so that she sometimes begs him to stop by with the dog for a visit. It's the closest thing she's got to grandbabies at the moment, she'll take what she can get :)

Now, this cute pup draws in the attention of just about everyone so he's gotten an influx of attention and a few numbers slipped in his hand during their walks, much to his flustered surprise.

Best wingman ever.

This dog goes on regular runs with Izuku and sometimes even helps him with training. I'm thinking a Collie or an Aussie would just be the perfect fit for him to keep up with his personality and lifestyle. He needs an active dog!

I can see it now, he goes on his daily morning runs with this cute Lil furry training buddy and they race the whole way! A few regulars on the trail know about this and it's become sort of a tradition to cheer the two on as they pass.

 ...

The morning air was crisp with the slight scent of the coming autumn, the perfect morning for a run. Izuku, dressed in his usual training wear, had a steady rhythm going for the last forty minutes, letting out even, controlled breaths. This was the easy part of the run, a warm-up if anything, and he hadn't even broken a sweat yet. The canine jogging by his side was enjoying the dewy morning air as well, tongue happily flopping out the side of her mouth. The shared morning ritual between man and man's best friend: Mighty.

Her tail picked up speed, wagging uncontrollably as they neared the bend where the giant jagged rock towered over the path. It was the place marker to start the race. A three-mile run to the top of the hill located at the center of the park. It was also Mighty's favorite part of the morning.

"Ready girl?" Izuku grinned down at the ecstatic dog who barked in reply.

The instant the two of them passed the big rock, they both broke out in full speed, leaving behind a cloud of dust. Happy barks filled the air as she gained the upper hand. Izuku laughed as the dog turned to look back at him lagging behind her. He always did these races without his quirk to assist him. It was only fair and it helped him work on his natural stamina in case he was ever in a situation where he couldn't use his quirk. Always good to be prepared.

He watched as she bounded up the first steep hill on the trail. There were a few small hills on this route, but this one was the hardest to climb and Mighty had the advantage with her four legs so she always managed to pull ahead first. She stopped at the top and barked him on before quickly disappearing over the crest.

When he reached the top, he stopped for just a second to take in his surroundings. This part of the park was a heavily wooded area with numerous trails that many people used to hike or run. It also served as a great view of the city skyline and he couldn't help but stop and admire the rising sun from between the foggy buildings every time. Then Mighty barked to pull him out of his thoughts.

"It's not over yet!" He called after her and raced down the hill, putting on an extra burst of speed to easily close the distance.

Tail wagging, she nipped playfully at his feet as they sprinted along the path, side by side. There weren't many people out this early so he usually had the trail to himself. The only sounds were the wind in the trees, the leaves crunching under feet and paws, Mighty barking beside him, and his own unrestrained glee as they ran together.

These were the mornings he loved. Just the two of them, away from the stresses that came with pro-hero work. He wouldn't trade being a hero for anything, but sometimes it got to be too much so coming here to clear his mind with a little run was always a cathartic release, only made better by the furry companion by his side.

The short bridge that arched over the creek signaled the last mile. Getting more serious, Izuku pulled ahead of Mighty, not able to hold back the giant grin as he streaked across the bridge, startling a few birds off the railings which Mighty barked at as she came up behind him.

Up ahead was a large open meadow with a small duck pond near the center. A few benches were scattered about the path and he saw the same elderly couple sitting in their usual spot with a bag of rice and seed to feed the plethora of ducks waddling around their feet.

"You got him this time Mighty!" The old man looked up as the two of them zipped down the path towards the couple.

"Show 'em what girls can do!" The woman cracked a smile, waving her hands.

"Morning Mr. and Mrs. Fujino!" Izuku waved as he passed. "Don't count me out yet!"

Mighty barked her greeting and took a detour, herding some ducks closer to the couple then with a quick lick to Mr. Fujino's hand, she sprinted back to catch up to Izuku.

The Fujino's marked the last leg of the race. The only thing left was to climb the top of the largest hill in the park to the old oak tree at the top. That was the finishing line. It was always a gamble as to who finished first every day, but Mighty sure had a competitive spirit.

Izuku pumped his legs as he steadily made his way up to the dirt trail, Mighty just behind him before she suddenly veered left and disappeared into the shrubbery. He was so focused on the tree that slowly came into view just around the curve as he neared the top that he didn't notice.

Just as the path leveled out, almost to the finish line, he glanced back to see no sign of his dog. The tree was a few feet away when a furry mass ambushed him from the side, knocking him clean off his feet. The pro hero landed in the grass with a heavy Oof. Sitting on his chest was Mighty, looking quite proud of herself.

"Cheater!" He laughed, trying his best to hold back the slobbery licks she was determined to give him. "Okay, okay, I'll call it a tie!"

 Katsuki Bakugo

Now Katsuki on the other hand would totally be a cat person. Not that he has anything against dogs, but cats are more his style. They don't need constant attention and are pretty much self-sufficient. Just the way he likes it.

That being said, Katuski would go all out on toys and the latest gizmos to take care of his cat. Has a self-cleaning litter box, a waterfall bowl, an automatic feeder, etc. You get the picture.

Oh, and toys galore. If he has space, this cat is getting a personal jungle gym that lets him walk up to the ceiling. S.P.O.I.L.E.D.

Doesn't like to tell people just how much he actually loves this cat because he's never been one to express emotions, but this cat just gets him to his core. They share the same wavelength and he appreciates that. The cat is the only one he trusts to open up to, so sometimes you might catch him ranting to the poor thing who just stares back with big wide eyes and occasional meows. Yup, totally gets him.

I see him with a super chill cat, like maybe a Ragdoll or a Russian Blue. Something that tolerates his constant screaming and explosions.

This guy is just as bad at names. It'll definitely be something long and dramatic like Lord Cat Explosion Demon God of Furballs. Yep. He doesn't take criticism so most people call him Lord Furballs, much to his disdain.

Katsuki won't ask for attention from the cat, but the little furry feline is a total cuddler and will often find itself curled up in his lap or even on his neck if Katsuki's sitting on the couch. You better believe this guy won't be moving until that cat decides it's time to move. He's been late to meetings with friends because of this cuddly cat.

He's a hero so this cat is definitely being treated right. Katuski is no slacker when it comes to caring for his lil buddy. The vet is on speed dial should anything ever happen.

Did someone say a custom-made collar that matches his hero costume to a tee?

He's never loved anything more.

 ...

"Uh, hey Bakubro, why is your cat glaring at me?" Ejiro asked, staring down at the feline.

"What?" Katsuki didn't even bother to look up from his laptop.

"Your cat. It's giving me the evil eye. I thought it was supposed to be friendly." The red-haired hero frowned, not able to break eye contact with the cat. "I don’t think it likes me."

The small furry creature had lazily curled up in the sunspot next to Katsuki's feet, purring away without a care in the world. It seemed harmless enough, except for the heavy glare it was shooting Ejiro's way.

"Heh," Katsuki finally glanced down and crossed his arms. "He's not glaring. That's just his face."

"Ah," Ejiro nodded, "like father like son."

"What the hell's that supposed to mean!?"

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