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hawkins-losers · 2 years

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It's canon that Steve LOVES boobies, so can I have some titty fucking? I bet he'd be into that ;)

Summary: Steve wants to try something new. Unsurprisingly, it involves two of his favorite things: you and boobies

Warning: smut, breast action(?),

‘’Come again?’’

‘’I want to fuck your boobs.’’

You furrowed your eyebrows, not quite understanding what he was asking. ‘’As in…’’

‘’Having sex with your boobs.’’ Steve rubbed the back of his neck in search of a way to explain it best without sounding dumb. ‘’You eh...push them - your tits - together and I slide my cock between them. Like thigh fucking, but with boobs instead of sliding between your thighs.’’

The concept was fairly simple and you didn't find the appeal, but if Steve wanted to try it, you will happily let him fuck your tits. He loved them so much, the idea was honestly not that surprising.

‘’Oh. Okay.’’ You giggled, shifting on the couch. ‘’You want to do that now, or?’’

‘’You want to?’’

You shrugged, a nonchalant smile on your lips. ‘’Why not. Cable tv was boring on Thursday nights anyway.’’

Steve stood up so fast he must have gotten whiplash, taking your hand and dragging you upstairs to his room. Although he liked to christen every surface and corners of his house, he’d rather make a mess on his own sheets than having to explain to his parents why their couch needs to be dry-cleaned.

He began undressing before you could make it to the bed and you couldn't help but laugh at his eagerness. You copied his actions and pulled your shirt off, pausing when reaching back to undo your bra.

‘’Should I keep my bra on? They're not gonna be as close apart if I take it off.’’

‘’Off.’’ There was no hesitation in his voice. ‘’Please. Off.’’

You unhooked the back and freed your breasts and let your bra fall on the carpeted floor, the chill of the room awakening your nipples. They weren't that apart nor saggy, but all natural breasts have a small gap in the middle. That’s just the way they are.

‘’Where do you want me?’’ you asked.

Steve’s head snapped in your direction, trying to untangle himself from the pool of clothes at his feet. ‘’Fuck, you’re so beautiful.’’ He twitched at the sight of your tits, mouth watering and dying to latch on them.

He instructed you to lay down on the bed, then clambered on top of you to sit on your stomach, keeping his weight on his knees on either side. Excitement sparkling in his eyes as he looked down at you. He couldn’t believe this was really happening.

Steve couldn’t help himself, taking your breasts in his hands and kneading them, making his cock twitch on your stomach. He loved how soft they feel and how his fingers sink into your breasts. He also loved how they casually jiggled every time you’d laugh.

You both hummed in pleasure – he was so good with his hands.

‘’So beautiful,’’ he said to himself as he contemplated. Then, Steve surprised you by swirling the tip of his tongue around and over the peak of your nipple, and taking it between his lips to kiss longingly.

You closed your eyes and moaned.

‘’Mmh, tastes so good too.’’ He switched nipples and a small giggle left your lips.

If you feel low, get yourself a Steve Harrington. He’ll shower you with compliments and worship your body every chance he gets, making you his personal false god.

‘’Steve,’’ you purred, arching your back against his lips.

He blew on your nipple, making you shiver. ‘’We’ll get back to this later.’’ He craned his neck to kiss your lips.

Your hand found its way up his back while your other gave his cock a few strokes with fumble fingers, making Steve sigh in pleasure. When his tip began leaking, he pulled back and grabbed the lube, sleeking himself up.

The first time his cock brushed between your tits, Steve let out a deep groan. This was just fantastic.

You pushed your breasts together as he rocked his cock between them, sliding easily and getting off with the friction. ‘’Feels good, baby?’’

Steve hummed, barely able to speak. There was just enough friction from your tits against his sensitive, pink head that made his body tremble with pleasure.

‘’So good- ugh.’’ He was watching with blown eyes. ‘’I’ve been thinking about this for so long,’’ He greedily grabbed your tits, pushing them together and teasing your perky nipples. ‘’This is such a pretty sight.’’

You smiled beneath him and Steve felt his heart leap straight into his throat. The moans that came out of his lips were unholy. You had never thought something so...simple could make him moan so loud.

An idea popped in your head and you tipped your neck down to lick his tip as it came up, making Steve throw his head back, hips stuttering forward in surprise and pleasure.

‘’Holy shit-’’ A deep groan followed, more pre-cum leaking. Your tongue darted out slowly to lick it away, savoring the taste of him in your tongue. ‘’You’re gonna fucking kill me, you naughty little minx.’’

A grin crossed your lips. Steve was in absolute heaven right now, the feeling of your soft tits rubbing his cock as you gave occasional licks to his tip sent his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Unfortunately for you, two could play this game.

A tumble of moans came out of your mouth when Steve rolled one of your nipples between his thumb and forefinger in just the way you like, smirking devilishly above you.

A couple of trusts later, you noticed a crease between Steve’s brows, telling you he was close. He could feel the arousal stemming, pooling into his balls. He didn’t still his hips though, erratic with his thrusts.

‘’Cum on my tits, baby,’’ you encouraged, shaking and pushing your breasts together to get him to his climax. ‘’Make a mess on my tits.’’

That did it for him, painting your tits and collarbones with his cum.

When he was finished, you pulled him close down and into a deep and feverish kiss, tangling your fingers in Steve's hair. His cum was getting on his own chest, but he couldn't care less. That's what showers are for, right?

‘’Let me catch my breath, and then I’ll go down on you. Yeah?’’ he said against your lips, bumping his nose with yours.

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cobrabobra · 1 year

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"The beginning"

Carl Grimes x fem!reader

So, I never wrote anything for a fem!reader but I was in a mood to try something new. This contains: unprotected sex, breeding kink, a bit of degradation (words like whore and slut)

"Come on, Judy" (Y/N) grunted as she picked up the little girl. "Michonne's gonna take care of you now, okay?" she passed the baby to her stepmom.

Judith snuggled into Michonne's neck, her little arms clenching at the woman's shirt. Grimes girl was very sleepy, she'd been playing with her brother's girlfriend all day, she yawned as Michonne kissed her forehead and went upstairs.

"I think I'd make a great mom" she said as she turned to face Carl. She spoke confidently, hands on her hips, chin raised high. "And you'd make a great dad" a cute smile appeared on her face.

"You'd like that?" He asked, looking straight into her eyes.

"Like what?" She frowned, clearly confused.

"Like having a baby together"

"Of course! I know it's risky, but Alexandria's safe, it makes me think we could do it. And I could say I'm carrying Badass Carl's baby" her cute laugh made his heart warm and her words lit a fire in his abdomen.

He couldn't quite explain it, but the fought of (Y/N) being round with his baby, carrying his child under her heart, it made him think of how he would've had to fill her pussy to the brim with his seed to make this idea reality.

He tried to contain himself, but fuck, if the fought of his girlfriend's pretty face covered with tears as he came inside her for the nth time, made his cock hard.

"You okay? I was just joki-" she became worried when Carl's expression changed and his body tensed up.

He raised his head and their eyes met, his gaze predatory, hungry almost, like a wolf looking at it's dinner. Fuck, maybe he'd make (Y/N) his dinner, stretch her tight hole with his tounge before pounding into her like his life depended on it.

She swallowed harshly, she knew that look, she knew what it meant. It meant that she wouldn't be able to walk or talk for a week and that idea send chills down her spine. She suddenly found herself with her legs pressed together as a familiar warmth spread through her body.

It didn't take long for Carl to throw (Y/N) onto his bed and lean over her. His hands landed on her hips, his fingers dug into the soft skin living nail imprints, his mouth on her neck as he kissed and licked the tender flesh, breathing out dirty words.

"Carl" she moaned, her hands in his long hair, tugging the brown strands, encouraging him to go further.

He made himself comfortable between her legs, a brief squeeze of her thighs was all he had time for, if course there was no time limit, but Grimes knew that if he didn't do anything he'd explode.

"I know, I can't wait too" his voice was raspy, harsh almost and it sent chills down her spine as she squeezed him between her legs.

Carl's skilled hands wasted no time and slid down her pants and underwear. Normally, he loved to tease her through her panties for a while, watch as the material got wet with her juices and lap on it like an animal. But there was no time for this now, he brought his face closer and placed a couple of soft yet a bit rushed kisses on her abdomen while his fingers pinched the inner part of her thighs.

His kisses trailed down to her, already dripping, pussy, he brushed his nose against her clit when he went down even lower, to finally taste her addictingly sweet juices.

Her sweet whimpers railed him up even more, at this point he was lapping at her cunt like a starving man, desperate to get them both off.

"God, I'm going to fucking breed you like the little whore you are" he panted, his chin wet from her slick, his pupils dialated and his cock extremely hard. He fumbled with his belt, which definitely didn't help with his erection, he let out a loud, satisfied groan when his dick finally sprung free.

"Please... " she whined, needy and eager for some action, her pussy was throbbing with arousal.

"Please what? Are you asking me to breed you? To cum inside of you until you're round with my seed? With my child?" He licked his lips, still tasting her delicious slick. His fingers trailed up, to her clit and started to tease it, circiling with his thumb.

"Yes" she only manages to say, too horny to be able to get out anything else, her mind focused on Carl on his throbbing dick that she desperately wanted inside if her.

"Then beg for it" his beautiful blue eyes met hers, his gaze predatory, so dominating she swore she could cum just from looking into his eyes. "Beg for it, slut"

"Please, Carl, please, I beg you, fuck me, breed me" she panted, she almost hit her limit, and they haven't done anything yet. She will beg if she has to, everything to get Carl to finally fuck her.

"I'm going to stuff your tight, little hole with my cum, to the fucking brim" his cock brushed against her sensitive folds, (Y/N) had to fight the urge to pull him closer and slide his dick inside.

Grimes seemed to read her mind, because he pressed against her, slowly sinking in. She bit her lips until it almost bled, her toes curled as she dug her nails into his back.

"Fucking fuck Carl!" She clenched on the tip of his cock that was slowly pushing deeper and deeper inside. Sure, maybe she didn't have a lot of experience, but, fuck Carl had the biggest cock and the best technique imaginable. And the words that came out of his mouth, the way he teased her, it was like the most beautiful, moving poem ever written by a man.

"Fuck, you're so tight, so fucking tight for me. Clenching around my cock like you never want to let me out. You want this? You want me to breed you? Come on, say it" he nipped on her neck, sucked the sensitive flesh, eager to leave marks, to show everyone who she belonged to.

Usually Grimes was cautious and delicate, giving her time to get used to the stretch, but this time, his brain infected by pictures of (Y/N) with a round belly, her breasts swollen with milk, all because of him, he simply couldn't be patient. Good thing she didn't seem to be very patient either, the way she bucked her hips, told him she wanted to be fucked hard and she wanted it now.

He started to pound her like an animal in heat, like he'd die if he didn't move. Nothing else mattered, just destroying her little pussy and filling it with his cum. It was only them, nothing else mattered, nothing else existed, the whole world stopped.

(Y/N) moaned loudly when she felt her boyfriend's mouth on her breasts, sucking, bitting on the sensitive nipples. Carl turned into a starving animal in bed and she became his sex toy, thing to play with and use.

Her fingers scratched his back until it bled, the other hand in his hair, tugging on the brown strands as she felt herself closer and closer to cumming. She clenched on his cock, like she was begging him to finish inside her.

He seemed to get the message, because only seconds later he flooded her insides with his thick, hot cum. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she felt a familiar feeling of orgasm wash over her.

The laid in a bed for a while, trying to catch their breath and come down for their high when Carl suddenly moved.

"Carl" she whined, surprised and extra sensitive.

"Oh, you're tired already? Baby, it was only the beginning"

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g-xix · 4 months

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This might be a strange request but I was watching the new ItalianBach video with Alex, Cam and Arthur and I thought it was really funny and cute that a few times Arthur was like “wait I actually kind of like this.” I was wondering if you could do a little blurb or something with Arthur x Reader where the reader is scratching his back or his scalp or something and basically doing asmr on him without him realizing it’s asmr and teasing him abt the fact he likes it?

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I normally take YEARS replying to oneshot reqs but this is so cute i litr banged this up in a DAY which isn't too bad... it is quite a short little blurb (great word btw) tho, but i hope you and everyone else reading enjoys nonetheless, anon!

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-just like sorta casually hanging about in Arthur's flat, j chilling n spending time together...

-You're lying across the sofa w ur legs spread across the cushions n Arthur's body on top of yours, cushioned between your legs and on his phone- switching between playing online chess and watching TikToks whilst waiting for his opponent to make the next move

-Your hand just sort of finds itself on his head after a bit, fingers just finding a path through his hair n moving only a little bit...

-"What're you doing?" Arthur mumbles, not moving to get you off, just intrigued with what exactly you were doing whilst he couldn't see you

-"I'm just massaging your head." You hummed, leaning your own head back to relax whilst your fingers threaded through his hair. "Do you want me to stop?"

-"...No, I don't think so." Arthur sounded unsure of himself, bringing a small chuckle from you as you continued your actions inattentively.

-Whilst you were lounging and happily relaxed, Arthur found himself... not agitated, but completely defenceless to how nice it felt. It felt like getting his hair done, but so much gentler and more soothing...

-He felt uncomfortable in how he was sat - he just wanted to lie down and sprawl out - relax all of his limbs and let his head fall limp against you whilst you just ran your hands over his head juuust like that...

-Yet Arthur didn't say a thing in not wanting you to stop what you were doing or think he was odd- or make him explain- or something trivial and unnecessary like that. No, instead he just closed his eyes briefly and savoured that way your fingers ran through his hair, fluffing and messying it. And as Arthur closed his eyes, he only felt more, particularly noticing the way your fingertips seemed to press into the back of his head, right where he had a headache- circling ever so slightly and seeming to chase the achy points away

-It was only when you absent-mindedly drummed your fingers over Arthur's scalp when you noticed Arthur's responses to your touch

-Withdrawing your arm from over your eyes (previously serving as an eyemask for you to rest), you realised that Arthur had literally had a whole-body shiver at what you'd done; drumming your fingers one by one over his scalp

-"Holy shit, sorry, are you okay?" You retracted your hand back from Arthur hastily, though your brows raised in even more surprise as he let out a near whine as you moved back(!) "Arthur...?"

-"Do that again please," He whimpered, the note of desperation on his voice drawing a slight laugh from your voice.

-"What, this?" You drummed each finger over his scalp again with a grin, his neck ticking as he let out a slight groan, drawing a full laugh from your chest, throwing your head back as well. "Is this your equivalent of ASMR?" You teased, seeing a pink flush rise up to Arthur's neck from behind as he stuttered a-

-"M-maaaybe..." In reponse before rushing, "Pleasedon'tstopthough-" which only drew another hearty laugh from you, your fingers reconnecting to Arthur's head nonetheless and messaging over his scalp and running your fingers though his head.

-"Sure I won't," You mumbled in response after a while, smile still on your face. "As long as you're not enjoying it too much..."

-"Too late," Arthur joked in response before hastily grabbing a cushion and pretending to cover his crotch with it with joking heavy breaths.

-A snort left your mouth, grabbing the pillow from besides you to whack him around the back of his head, laughing as you lovingly replied "Shut up and play your chess, neeky", threading your fingers back through your head and going back to sleeping whilst playing with his hair, un-wipeable smile plastered onto your face as you did... <33

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Hang on, j found this whilst scrolling pinterest for a good ATV pic:

THAT'S FUCKING ITALIAN BACH??!?!?!? HE'S HOT?!?!?!?? Istg this new chaos crew squad is acc so leng: ATV, G Clarkey, ItalianBach, Cam, fuckin' even Alex... Bloody hell, absolute sexy demons if i say so myself (as a definite (😬) sexy demon)

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sydsaint · 4 months

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If you don't think he's the hottest member of The Bloodline you are simply wrong I fear.

Summary: The reader is an old NXT friend of Solo's that makes her debut on Smackdown to challenge Iyo for her championship.

"You wanna tell me why the hell you dragged me down here when we could be chilling in the locker room right now?" Jimmy complains from Solo's side as they make their way through the backstage area.

"I told you earlier," Solo replies vaguely. "There's something that I want to see."

Jimmy scoffs but continues to follow his baby brother. The pair finally come to a stop backstage over by the production crew. Jimmy idles by and watches Solo intently turn his attention to the monitor set up against the wall displaying the action in the ring.

Iyo is currently out in the ring with the rest of damage control and talking about who her next opponent is going to be. "What are we waiting for here, Solo?" Jimmy starts to get annoyed by the lack of information Solo is providing him.

Suddenly, entrance music that Jimmy doesn't recognize blasts through the arena speakers. Solo cracks a rare smile and points to the monitor while the crowd out in the arena all go wild. "That's what we're waiting for." He points to the monitor.

"What? Who?" Jimmy steps forward to get a better look at whoever Solo seems to be excited to see. "Y/N L/N? Who's that?" He turns back to Solo with even more questions than before. "And why do you care so much?"

"Y/N and I are old friends from my NXT run," Solo explains. his gaze still transfixed on the monitor. "I haven't talked to her since I left NXT. But when I heard rumors backstage that some A-list talent from NXT was getting called up to Smackdown to challenge Iyo, I knew it was going to be her."

Jimmy turns his gaze back on the monitor as you march your way to the ring with no fear. Damage Control all encircles you to protect Iyo, but you pay them little to no mind. Iyo is the one you're here for. And no one is going to squander this opportunity for you.

"Long time no see, Iyo." You flash a smug smile at the current Smackdown Women's champ. "I'm going to guess that you're smart enough to know why I'm here?" You add. "So why don't we skip the niceties and get right to it?"

"You're a little outnumbered here, don't you think?" Bayley scoffs from Iyo's side.

You turn your attention to Bayley for a second. "No one asked, Bayley." You inform her nonchalantly. "I'm here for Iyo, that's it. So everyone else? Well, you're all just in my way."

Bayley scoffs and nudges Asuka and Kairi at her side. Dakota laughs with them but she's still not cleared for action, so you know that you don't have to worry about her.

"That's some ego you got there, newbie." Bayley's attention snaps back to you after whispering with Asuka and Kairi for a moment.

"It's not ego if you're just that good, Bayley." You reply. "And trust me on this. I am that good." You assure her.

Backstage, Jimmy watches with intrigue as you work your mic skills against Damage Control. "Well, she's certainly got balls, that's for sure." He turns to Solo.

"You ain't seen nothing yet." Solo cracks a knowing grin and nods to the monitor.

After a bit more verbal sparring Bayley is the first one to attempt an attack on you, she goes for a clothesline which you dodge swiftly. Asuka and Kairi plan a combo attack but you send both of them out of the ring as well. Dakota retreats since she can't fight, and all that's left is the woman that you're after. Iyo Sky.

"Look's like you're out of goons, Iyo." You laugh and gesture to the rest of Damage Control all laid out on the floor.

Not about to back down from the challenge, Iyo makes her attack and the two of you trade a few blows. You get the upper hand and send Iyo out of the ring to join the rest of her crew. Iyo's championship belt remains on the mat in front of you so you pick it up and raise up to a roaring crowd.

"You and me, Iyo! Royal Rumble!" You issue the challenge with the belt held high in your hands. "It's time the 'Genius of the Sky' got grounded."

You leave the belt in the middle of the ring and hop down off the apron. Iyo glares at you from the safety of her peers and retrieves her belt while you make your way up the ramp.

Backstage, Jimmy shakes his head in awe of your performance. "Damn. I can see why the two of you were friends." He chuckles.

A few minutes later you enter the room and spot Solo hanging around with his brother. Having not seen your former NXT buddy in almost a year, you head over to him.

"Well, I'll be damned." You march over to Solo with a smile. "If it ain't the hardest working man in The Bloodline." You tease. "Solo! It's been too long, man."

"Y/N, it's good to see you." Solo nods and opts for a side hug. "I see that you haven't lost your touch." He alludes to your performance out in the ring with Iyo and Damage Control.

You giggle and nod. "You know me, Solo. I take what I want. No matter who's in my way, or what I have to do to get it." You remind him.

"Solo was saying that the two of you used to run back in NXT?" Jimmy speaks up from Solo's side.

"Yep." You turn to Jimmy. "Solo's the only one that I could ever get to train with me on the regular. Everyone else was too afraid." You laugh.

Jimmy nods, starting to see why you and Solo were such good friends. You turn back to Solo with another smile and get back to catching up with your old friend. "Anyhow. Nick Aldis signed me to the brand so get ready to see a lot more of me, Solo." You inform him. "Especially with a title belt around my waist. Because I am so kicking Iyo's ass at the Rumble."

"Oh for sure." Solo agrees. "You busy after the show? I'd love to catch up some more." He asks you.

"Yeah, I'm free." You nod. "Just shoot me a text after the show. Now, I've got a meeting with Aldis that I probably shouldn't be late for. But we'll talk later, Solo." You dismiss yourself.

Solo nods and waves you off. He waits until you are out of sight before he turns back to his waiting brother.

"So you two definitely did it right?" Jimmy asks.

"What? No!" Solo scoffs.

"Liar," Jimmy replies with a smug laugh. "You most definitely hit that, bro." He insists.

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psychickiss · 10 months

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accident

— saiki kusuo x reader (no 3rd person pronouns, 2nd pov)

— summary: You and Saiki partner up for an assignment. Things go... not-smooth. Saiki lets you know he has powers in the worst way possible (to him).

— notes: never beta read hell yeah also there are mentions of cockroaches here and i hate them so its just one not-so-paragraph paragraph

— things: platonic maybe ooc you could see this as romantic whatevs

— masterlist | request form | retrospring

“Oh, Saiki! I didn’t know this was your house.” You smile warmly, but deep down you and Saiki both know that you knew where he lived.

“You’re joking, right? You’ve tagged along with Nendou, Kaidou, and I on the numerous occasions we walked home together.” Was what Saiki wanted to say. However, he couldn’t make any snarky comments at you whatsoever, not with his mother standing behind him.

“Ku? Is this another lovely friend of yours?”

Saiki gives you a blank glance then turns to his mother. “I guess.”

Saiki’s mother approaches you with a smile on her face, you look at her cheery expression then at Saiki’s lack of one. Polar opposites, you think. You quickly introduce yourself.

“You look lovely, Mrs. Saiki. It’s nice to meet you.”

She holds your hand gently and asks, “It’s nice to meet you too! What brings you here?”

You answer her, “I wanted to ask Saiki out.”

Saiki’s mother immediately lets go of your hand and gasps loudly. “On a date?! Do you and my Ku like each other?!”

You laugh awkwardly as you shake your head. “Goodness, no! Saiki doesn’t seem to have a romantic bone in his body.”

Well, you’re right about that. Saiki thinks to himself as he stands quietly while you talk with his mother.

“I just wanted to ask if he has a partner for our summer Pre-Calculus assignment, I was absent when it was assigned and most of the people I know have partners already. I’d text your son, but I don’t have his number– does he even have a phone?”

Saiki takes a step forward, closer to you and his mother. “I don’t have a partner yet, and Nendou wasn’t an option for me. Do you know what the assignment is?”

“If my memory serves me right, Hairo told me we had to find a partner and explain derivatives and anti-derivatives, then cite any problems with real-life situations.”

Saiki exhales, a small smile appears on his face for a second. You’d be lying if you said he didn’t look nice at the action, rarely did Saiki smile, after all. You didn’t expect as well that he’d be smiling at you. “Your memory is quite well, then. We can do this in the public library.”

Saiki’s mother turns to him, frowning. “You’re not going to let your friend stay for drinks?”

Saiki shakes his head. “We can get drinks outside, thank you.” He turns to you and says, “Wait a minute. I’ll go grab my stuff. You could... talk to my mom while you wait.”

You shoot him a thumbs up and Saiki nods as well. He says something to his mother before heading up the stairs in their house.

“So, you and Ku are good friends?”

You turn to Saiki’s mother. “You could say that. He’s a pretty chill guy, and he listens to what people have to say.”

Saiki’s mother’s face grows more cheerful than before. “I’m relieved to hear that...! He’s had a hard time making friends with his powers, being psychic and all.”

You laugh, taking every single word as a lighthearted joke. “Is he like Kaidou? I think it’s nice that you play along with his imagination. Ah, I’m sorry! I just went and assumed you knew him.”

Saiki’s mother awkwardly laughs before she answers you, “Mhm, yep! We have talked to Kaidou before, he’s a nice boy. The one with red bandages on his arm. He and Saiki are definitely friends for that!”

You nod. “Yep, he says it’s to “keep his powers at bay,” but we all know it’s fake, and we still play along. Well, some of us.” You point your index finger upwards and position your hands above your head.

“And I bet Saiki’s funky hair clips limit his powers too!” You heartily laugh. You don’t notice the way Saiki’s mother desperately keeps looking back at the stairs, waiting for her son to come down.

Powers? Please.

You see Saiki walking down the stairs and you quickly put your hands down. You ask him, “Shall we go?”

Saiki nods. You two say your goodbyes to his mother before leaving the house.

“Uhm, were you serious about the whole “getting drinks outside” thing?” You ask. Saiki looks at you confused for a second.

Ah. The thing he said to his mother earlier. He answers you, “If you want to. It’s fine by me.”

You shrug. “I could go for some coffee right now. You?”

Saiki stops to walk and looks at you. He doesn’t really know what to reply, so he stays quiet.

“Straight to the library is alright.”

You both walk side-by-side on your way to the library, not saying anything. You aren’t too nervous, and your thoughts are mostly related to the assignment and how you wish to get it completely over with so you could relax. Saiki shares the same sentiment.

You and Saiki finally arrive at the library– it’s quiet and not too crowded, so there were lots of empty seats for you two to occupy. The whole place seemed a little unclean but you two didn’t mind. You both opted for the most secluded area possible.

You sit down and look at the empty chair beside you, then at Saiki, who is still standing up. “You aren’t going to sit down yet?”

Saiki shakes his head. “I’m going to go look for books we could use as references.”

You slowly nod. “Okay, thanks.” Saiki nods back and walks off to search for books.

You place your bag on the table before you and take out the stuff you figured you two would need – ballpens, paper, etc.

...

This assignment is fucking killing me...

“Hey, Kusuo, do you know how many of these we should be writing down?”

“18. With proper citation. APA format. Also, Kusuo?”

You groan. You drop your pen for a second and shake your hand, exhausted from continuous writing and page-turning. 3 problems left...

You say to Saiki, “I didn’t know you were left-handed,” as you cracked your fingers. He nods in response. “Also, calling you by your name just felt natural.”

18 is such a weird number of problems to require, to be honest. I’m glad we don’t have to solve it ourselves.

You exhale and look at your surroundings. Come to think of it, this library looks pretty old. Probably why there aren’t a lot of people today. I’m glad there aren’t any cockroaches.

As you babble on with your thoughts, Saiki stops writing, the thought of a roach interrupting his work mortifies him.

Usually there’d be a roach or two in places like these, especially in Saiki’s and my spot. It’d be pretty funny if one did come crawling or flying around here–

Horrendously perfect timing and the worst of luck bestows you and Saiki as a large cockroach appears itself in front of you, it crawls its disgusting little legs on one of the books next to you.

You and Saiki act immediately and irrationally.

You cover your mouth with one hand to stop yourself from squealing and have an instant grip on Saiki’s sleeve with the other, and;

Saiki, figuring since he’s in a secluded area, teleports far, far away from the cockroach... with you.

...

You stare at your surroundings, slowly lowering your hand from your mouth. Your other hand still on Saiki’s sleeve, you give him a slight pinch.

Good grief. It was Saiki’s turn to stop you from screaming.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!! WHERE ARE WE!!!!!! HOW DID WE GET HERE!!!!!

“Shut up.”

You shakily ask, “Huh? I didn’t say anything... God, don’t tell me you can hear thoughts too...”

Saiki takes a deep breath and shakes his head.

LIAR.

“Fine. I can.”

You step away from him. “Are you... serious?”

Saiki stares at you with the same blank expression he always wore.

Oh my God.

“Does anyone else know? Where are we?”

Saiki answers, “Toritsuka, Aiura, they both have powers, and Akechi, due to his stubbornness and intelligence. I think we are somewhere on the other side of the world... Paris”

“That’s crazy... PARIS?”

Saiki nods.

You smile mischievously, “We should ditch our homework.”

Saiki doesn’t respond. You can feel his judginess through his unwavering stare at you without a word spoken. Jesus, do you blink?

Saiki blinks and you frown.

“Come on! We’re in Paris! City of love! Don’t they have pretty cafés here? We should eat a bunch of baked goods.”

“We don’t have any money.”

You click your tongue. ... Right. “It’s back to our stupid assignment, I guess.” You tug on the back of his shirt. “To Japan.”

“Wait.” Saiki crosses his eyes. You try your best not to question the action. “The coast is clear. Let’s go.”

In an instant, you two were back at the library.

You remember your words from earlier. Power limiters... Don’t tell me they’re real... Oh God, you probably know about me making fun of your hairpins earlier...

“They’re real.”

You whisper angrily, “I get that you can hear my thoughts but wait for me to actually say it out loud!”

“Sorry.”

“It’s alright. Let’s just finish this and maybe finally get coffee, yeah?”

Saiki nods.

An hour or two passes and you two are finally done with your shared assignment.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, what other powers do you have?”

Your bag floats towards you. “Telekinesis.”

A small flame ignites on the tip of Saiki’s index finger. “Pyrokinesis.”

Saiki removes an incredulous thin glove from his hand and touches one of the books you two had used. “Psychometry. This book was returned just the other day.” He quickly wears the glove, and it amazes you how it seems like nothing is even there.

Saiki holds up his notebook and a ¥500 coin appears in its place. “Apport. It lets me exchange items of the same value.”

“Okay. Can we teleport to a café?”

Saiki shakes his head.

“Come on! You have powers and you won’t use them like that?”

He shakes his head at you again. “Have you ever seen me use my powers at school before?”

You shake your head. “I guess I see why... You’d probably be popular if you did, in a good way and bad way. Has it been like that since... well, the start?”

Saiki nods.

“Ah... I’m sorry.” Saiki doesn’t say anything else. In an attempt to break the silence, you ask, “Café, then?”

He nods again. “I could buy coffee jelly.”

“No. Allow me to treat you to coffee jelly, as thanks for letting me in on a secret this big.”

“If telling people I’m psychic meant getting free coffee jelly, I’d probably tell the world.”

“It’s not worth it.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

#saiki k #saiki x reader #saiki k x reader #saiki kusuo x reader #saiki kusuo #ok

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 5 months

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A quiet but smart child sequel where reader is now 11 y/o and still eerily smart, to the point in which sometimes it gets hard for the family members (except for tesla) to keep up with them

One day the school calls the family to pick the reader up because they are in trouble, but at home they find out that the reader simply corrected their teacher because he made a mistake about whatever complex subject you can think of and reader told them that it's wrong and then explained the right answer, but the teacher took it as an offense and started an argument with the reader who was still chilling because they were simply correcting a mistake 😭😭 to make it funnier, it's an odd situation because reader is usually quiet and collected at all times, not prone to arguing, and the subject they were discussing was something that a 11 year old shouldn’t even know about by any means yet the reader knows an awful lot about it

-When your family got the call at home that you had been sent to the principal’s office, they were quick to laugh, thinking it was a prank.

-When the receptionist was able to prove that this was legit and that you had gotten into trouble, your family was quickly rushing to your school.

-You had always been way… way more mature than other children your own age, preferring to sit back and learn new things rather than running around or roughhousing. And you were always so level-headed, nothing ever got you upset!

-When they walked in, Adam, Hades, Nikola, and Odin, your ‘selected guardians’ for things like this, you didn’t look bothered at all, while the principal looked exasperated, and your teacher looked furious.

-Your principal took charge, not letting your teacher get in a word in edgewise, as he had been yelling at you for the last fifteen minutes that you were disrespectful, “Y/N corrected Mr. Chungus here, multiple times in class. He believes that this is disrespectful and demanded a parent teacher conference immediately.”

-Odin glowered down at your teacher, who shrunk in his chair, intimidated before Hades spoke, “Y/N is this true?”

-You looked up and nodded, “I did- he was teaching us advanced calculus, to show us what we would have to do in a few years, claiming that if we didn’t learn what we were learning now we would never be able to learn it. He made a mistake in his calculations, and he got upset.”

-All eyes went to Mr. Chungus who was red faced, embarrassed, “Y/N didn’t have to be so rude about it- but after correcting me numerous times I had to take action.”

-Your eyes were unwavering and focused, “But sir, you were the one who claimed that none of us were able to do something so simple and kept talking down to us if we asked questions, as we wanted to learn. If it was so simple, why did you make multiple mistakes?”

-Nikola looked proud, ruffling your hair lightly as your principal turned to Mr. Chungus, a sharp look in his eye, “Is this true?”

-Mr. Chungus was quickly stammering, panicking as he had been caught, not expecting that you were going to call him out like this.

-Your principal turned to your guardians, “Y/N is free to go. I will be having a word with Mr. Chungus about his lesson plan. Y/N- is there anything you want to say to Mr. Chungus before you go?”

-They were expecting you to apologize as you stood up, “If you are going to try to demean us by showing us anything advanced, make sure nobody knows how to do it first, so nobody calls you out on it.”

-Hades quickly had to turn, hiding his laugh in a cough as the two other adults were wide eyed, but you weren’t reprimanded, as you were in the right.

-The others were quickly roaring with laughter in the ice cream parlor that Nikola insisted on taking you to, telling them all what happened.

-You didn’t think you didn’t anything worthy of celebrating; you just didn’t want anyone else to be taught wrong. You weren’t going to turn down ice cream though.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror hades #ror adam #ror odin #ror nikola tesla

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picturejasper20 · 1 year

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What made Death become so popular?

If you are a bit of a tumblr nerd like me, you probably have noticed that Puss In Boots: The Last Wish has been trending in 3-1# place the last few days. You probably have also noticed that there is quite a lot of fanart from the one of the main antagonists of the film: ¨Wolf¨ or Death.

But why is this character suddenly is getting so much attention? Why there are tons of people talking about him? Well, here are a few reasons i can think of why:

(Warning! Puss in Boots: The Last Wish spoilers)

First, Death is a antagonist that is terrifying in comparison to antagonists from other animated films. Yes, there has been villains with scary moments in the past. However, i think few can compare to how scary Death is in Puss in Boots: The Last Wish.

When we first are introduced to him, it is easy to think he is just a powerful bounty hunter who wants Puss’s head. Then, moments later, we see how quickly he takes control of the battle and beats up Puss, who was able to defeat a giant at the start of the film. He makes Puss feel what would be real terror for the first time in his life.

In addition to this, he is capable of following the main characters everywhere and he is, as he put it, ¨always watching¨. This is why Puss is always on alert because he knows that somewhere Death is observing him and he doesn’t know when he will strike.

And the thing is that Wolf rarely acts aggressively or looses his cool throughout the film. He always looks sure about his actions. He knows that he can’t be defeated easily. He whistles in a slowy yet chilling way when he appears on screen.

Another reason that explains his popularity is that he doesn’t have your typical evil villain motive. He isn’t obsessed with world conquest, fame or having power. In fact, he already has all this being the death himself. He doesn’t need any special artifact when he is able to go anywhere he wants without any issue.

He taunts and messes with Puss because he finds it fun. He finds it entertaining to play with someone who always laughed at the face of death because Puss had multiple lives. It could also be seen as him trying to give Puss a ¨lesson¨ for wasting his previous lives so recklessly.

Near the end of the film, when he notices that Puss isn’t any longer afraid of him the way he used to, he stops fighting since he doesn’t find fun in chasing someone who isn’t scared of him. Death calmly leaves the place, seeing that Puss finally appreciates the one life he has left.

What’s more, someone who worked in the film said that he likes the idea of Death being the one that saved Perrito from drowning when he was a puppy. While i’m not sure something like this was intended to be in story originally, this hints that Wolf wasn’t intended to be completely evil.

On last point, having a character that represents death itself in a film about appreciating the life you have and the things you take for granted is simply genius. It fits very well with the rest of the story thematically.

I haven’t seen many animated films having death as the main antagonist. It gives Wolf a unique touch since there is always this reminder that he isn’t your average antagonist. He is the Grim Reaper. He is some kind of semi-god entity that has control whenever a person dies.

He serves as this force that is constantly challenging Puss and pushes him out of his comfort zone. It leads the protagonist to change and to revaluate what things truly make him happy. He also embodies the whole theme of the film.

Overall, he is an antagonist that feels fresh, unique, who is scary and his role in the film goes well with the themes. It isn’t surprising he gained so much popularity.

#puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots death #Puss in boots wolf #antagonists #dreamworks

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ppumeonae-bigvibe · 3 months

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"i know you best."

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pairing: best friend! jaemin x gn! reader

↬ tags: 3+1 friends to lovers, best friend knows best troupe, jaemin and reader are both pining idiots (respectfully), mentions of jeno + a small portion written in his pov in part 3,, mentions of someone getting handsy with reader but not explicit, a hinge to jealousy

summary: jaemin does know best, and that's you for him.

word count: 1.6k words

a/n: you know WHAT i think something sparked in me to be writing this much,, mayhaps this "lovesick" fool wants a go at romance, or it could just be that i'm trying to improve as a writer lol! please keep supporting me!

--1

"ah!" you yelped, a chilling sensation on your right cheek jolting you wide awake. there stood jaemin, a cheeky grin on his face as he pulls the cup of beverage away from your face. he watched as your eyes sparkled, entire being lit up as he hands you the drink.

"i got you your favorite drink. iced matcha latte. and also, your favorite muffin." jaemin holds up another bag and laughs at how your eyes seemed to nearly pop out of your head at his actions. his heart stutters rapidly in his chest at the thought of you specially waiting for him to end school.

"you did?" you gave him the biggest smile, and jaemin couldn't help but reach out to squish your cheeks, "yes i did."

shoulder to shoulder, you two walked out of school, jaemin standing protectively on your left as he guides you on the inside of the lane. "jaem, how did you know i wanted these?"

jaemin rolls his eyes as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck, "hey, if i were to reveal all these things, then it wouldn't be a surprise right?" he chuckles as you seem to seriously consider his words.

truth be told, you had mentioned wanting a treat at the beginning of the day, before you two parted for class. jaemin remembered you had wistfully pouted, before sighing when the bell rung and you headed off in the opposite direction. he also remembered how lovingly silly you looked, hair a little mused because you didn't have time to comb it, how you seemed to be a little more clingy because the sleep has not left your system. he sprinted to the cafe nearer to his block and got your favorites he knew by heart.

"you know what? keep your secrets!" you huffed, but still held out the drink in his face while urging him to try. jaemin purses his lips, grimacing at how sweet it was. you burst out laughing, fully expecting him to react that way. he wrinkles his nose at the overwhelmingly sugary taste--he thinks you're way sweeter, but doesn't tell you that.

"ugh, no thanks. i'd rather stick to my ice americano." he shakes his own cup, earning another round of giggles that wormed its way into his heart. "i'll treat you to something next time!" you promised, a skip in your steps as you bumped shoulders with him. he hums, satisfied with your answer.

--2

jaemin feels you move closer to him, the pitter patter sound of the rain soothing to his ears. the club leader droned on, over-explaining the upcoming events that were completely unnecessary. everyone was seated on the floor, you two purposely sitting at the back for a quick escape as soon as it ends. you lightly poked jaemin's side and he turns his head, mumbling a soft "what is it?" under his breath. he focuses on your sparkly eyes, seeming to always radiate warmth no matter the season.

"it's cold..." you gripped onto his sleeve, an embarrassed smile on your face. jaemin rolls his eyes: he had forewarned you today might be chilly, but you wanted to forgo comfort for fashion, hence the apologetic face. (jaemin does think you look really good in whatever you wore; you always looked stunning in his eyes.) he easily shrugs off his jacket, placing it on your shoulders, "i told you so."

jeno, jaemin and your good friend, softly mock gags beside him and jaemin smacks his good friend on the back.

he returns his attention to you and smiles when you slip your arms through them, relishing in the warmth left behind by pressing your sweater paws to your face, "much better. thanks, jaem."

the beam on jaemin's face grows wider as you huddled closer to him, hooking your arm around his and threading your cold hands through his warm ones. his chest puffs up in pride knowing that once again, you were relying on him.

--3

"you're sure that the two of you aren't dating? because it seems to me that you are. both of you are practically attached at the hip, you know." jeno, jaemin's classmate and good friend, mentions off-handedly and jaemin rolls his eyes in response. the mere thought of you could easily cause butterflies to erupt from within him, but he chose not to do anything about it.

a crush will remain just a crush to him. he doesn't even know if you saw him the same as he sees you.

"we're just friends, remember? two different peas in one pod?" jaemin shakes his head, but as soon as he sees you enter the lecture hall, the atmosphere turns electrifying and he sits straighter in his seat. you were running late, and as soon as you stepped foot into the room, you apologized profusely to the professor. you were dismissed with a wave of her hand and you made your way up the steps.

your eyes landed on the pair seated at the back of the hall and you perked up, quickening your pace. you slid into the seat on the left of jaemin, whispering under your breath, "hey you two. thanks for saving me a seat, jaemin." you hurriedly open the relevant textbooks, bending down to grab your pencil case from your bag.

wordlessly, jaemin flips it open and scribbles down the information mentioned when you weren't around. jeno watched this entire exchange go down and he really wishes he wasn't here at all.

"prof's at this part now." jaemin helpfully supplied and you thanked him silently with a pat to his head, finally settling down to take notes.

jeno stares in disbelief at the way you two were being chummy.

how could you not see it? and how could his good friend not come to terms with it?

jeno sighs in exasperation and out of good humor, choosing to ignore the way jaemin's seemed to be softer around the edges with an oblivious you beside him.

-- bonus

"get your hands off my person." jaemin glares, pulling you by the wrist closer to him. he protectively brings you behind him, his low threats to the junior became a buzzing sound in your ears as you tried to shake away that sensation that was overwhelming your senses.

dragging you out of the mansion where the party was at, he leads you away from the crowd, hand gripping yours tightly. jaemin stood in front of you, gently brushing away the hairs that were obscuring your vision. after the initial shock wore off, you squatted down at the porch, arms hugging your middle and jaemin knelt down too, worry painted across his features.

"tell me, did he try anything funny with you?" you shook your head. jaemin sighs, relief evident in the way his tensed shoulders finally sagged. he remained at your eye level, never once looking away from you. the night's event replayed in your head:

jeno was hosting a party for a select group of people, so of course jaemin was going. you weren't exactly keen and you didn't know anyone there, but knowing that he was invited made you feel a little left out. when jaemin brought up the plus-one offer to you, you greedily accepted it with no remorse. fast-forward to when you were left alone--nursing a badly mixed fruit punch--drowning that jealously bubbling within you. a junior had approached you and started chatting you up, but he didn't quite catch the context from your one-worded replies, and started getting handsy with you. jaemin who was across the living room had suddenly materialized before you, his fist hurtling into the junior's face.

"you're okay. you're with me now." jaemin softly stroked the crown of your head. shock was still in your system, and you shivered from the cool breeze of the night. he shrugged off his jacket and covers you with it. you let out a shaky sigh: you didn't want to be around him right now. you couldn't really be with him right now because of the consequences he might face. because of you.

"whatever you're thinking, don't." jaemin's voice dropped to a whisper, and you shook your head, willing this sinking feeling to go away. you sniffled and he hugs you tighter.

"i'm sorry."

you remembered that exact moment you felt your skin go cold and your hair stand on end when you saw jaemin talk to someone else, laughing heartily at something they said.

does he look like that at you, smile that much around you? why did it sting?

you glanced back up at him, and wondered if he could see the internal conflict happening all in your head. jaemin easily reads your discomfort and tilts his head to try and meet your gaze. "you can tell me anything, you know?"

"who was that person you were with?" you blurted out, the unease in your heart growing. he has been a little distant from you these days, not responding as fast on text, or skipping out on you two's usual weekly hang-outs. maybe it was that person that he was with...

"oh. them?" jaemin burst out laughing, earning him a weak punch from you. he exhales after awhile, gaze cast to the ground beneath you two, "can i confess something to you? i've been talking to them...about you because...i like you a lot and i needed some moral encouragement. i wasn't...expecting now to be the time and this wasn't my ideal situation where i'd tell you i like you, but i do."

your heart raced so rapidly, you found it so difficult to breathe in this moment.

"you like...me?"

jaemin nodded confidently despite your hesitance, his signature smirk replacing worry, "i know you best, and i know too that i want you very much. so...will you go out with me?"

in that instance, you felt like home with him.

"yes!"

@ppumeonae-bigvibe 's work ; likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

#ppumeonae-bigvibe #nct #nct dream #nct na jaemin #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct jaemin x reader #nct scenarios

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bloodywings · 1 year

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Putting the "fun" in funeral

CW/TW: major character death!!! reader dies, talks of dying, talks of funeral, probably ooc Bakugou, angst with no comfort

Gender Neutral, plus size and POC friendly!!

I think that's all, please let me know if I missed anything!

Thanks for clicking, I hope you enjoy!

"Kat?" a soft whisper of a question fell from your lips, breaking the silence that had been in the room for far too long.

"Yeah?" Your boyfriend responds, you two hadn't spoken in a while, hence the silence. But how could you? The news you were just told would be enough to make both of your hearts drop. The impending silence was better than acknowledging the inevitable.

"When I die," you started. And with this, your lover felt his heart sink. You had just accepted it? He could feel a lump in his throat start. Death had been a thing that you feared, the inevitable but scary action kept you awake at night. And of course, your lover was always there to soothe your worries. Your fear of the unknown had taken a toll on you more times than either of you could count.

So to hear you, of all people, just accept this fate, was bone-chilling. "Can you make sure no one wears black at my funeral?" You asked. You could see your boyfriend's eyebrow raise at the request, so you explained "I mean, I'll already be dead, why wear black? It just kinda ruins the mood, y'know?" And to this, your lover let out a stiff chuckle. The conversation was serious, sure. But your logic was hilarious, and the blonde couldn't help the belly laugh that flowed from his lips.

And you soon joined in

"I mean seriously," you say between chuckles, "I'm already dead, I feel like black is doing too much. Have them wear pastels or some shit." You finish with a final chuckle Only to begin again after your lover says in between his own laughs. "Pastel? Are you fucking serious?" His face is beginning to turn red from how much he has laughed within the last few minutes.

"Hell yeah, have them put me in yellow, or something. But not a mustard yellow," and as you finish, Bakugou says it with you,"a pastel yellow!" and you both begin laughing again.

And as your boyfriend is punching your hospital bed in laughter, you can't help but smile. After a mission went bad, a long tear-filled trip to the hospital, before receiving heartbreaking news. You wouldn't be able to live outside the hospital. You'd be on a ventilator for the rest of your life. Barely being able to move on your own. With someone taking care of you.

Either that or they give you a week and pull the plug. You had a 25% chance of living after that. You were only 28, living a life on a ventilator until the day you died didn't sound like the best plan.

And so the second option seemed the best.

Of course, your lover had tried to talk you out of it

"I'll take care of you, you know I will, just please, don't do this" Katsuki begged. "I don't know if I could last without you." He whispered that last part.

"You say that now, but in a year or two, having to come home and take care of me is going to be absolutely shitty." You argued, standing your ground. "You're gonna wish they pulled the plug on me." You finished.

He hated this, he wasn't going to be able to get through to you. Your logical stubbornness was something that he loved. It was one of the main things that attracted him to you. But now that forgotten boomerang was coming back, and he wasn't going to be quick enough to catch it.

But when was Katsuki Bakugou ever known to give up?

Before he could continue his argument though, you did "You're only saying this now because you don't want to face the grief, but the actions of your stupid and selfish consequences are going to come back and bite you in the ass." You finished. The glare in your eyes and the tone in your voice told him that the conversation was over. That arguing was pointless.

And that's how you ended up in silence.

But now, as you're watching him belly laugh you couldn't help but smile. Sure, the thought of your impending death was making you want to sob, but you didn't want your last moments with the love of your life to be in tears.

You wanted him to look back on these memories and smile through the tears, laugh through the racking sobs that were impossible to control. You wanted a tear-filled smile to come when he thought of you. Not the fearful look on your face at the thought of death. And so you laughed with him, holding back tears.

And he did the same for you.

Whether you liked to admit it or not, Katsuki knew you like the back of his hand. He knew that your smile was to make him smile. And to answer that bright smile of yours with a scowl was too brutal.

Even for him.

And so he smiled with you, wanting to ease your worries about leaving him alone. The thought of losing you held him in a vice grip, choking him more and more. But he smiled for you.

And even a week later, when your time was up. He watched as you said your final words, surrounded by family and friends. Kirishima's arm wrapped around him, squeezing him every once in a while to ground him.

All of his friends, who had later become your friends were there. They had grown to love you almost as much as Katsuki did.

Almost, only because Katsuki would go to the ends of the earth for you. If you wanted him to all you had to do was set the timer. He'd call you when he got there. If you wanted a star, all you had to do was say when. He'd suit himself up and get to space for you. If you want your enemy's head on a platter, he'd say "medium or well done?"

He loved you with all that was in him, and as he watched the light leave your eyes, the air leaves your lungs, and the monitor you were connected to fall to an ear-deafening beep. He felt his heart sink into his chest.

A sob, so soft that you might not even hear it if the room wasn't so silent. And immediately the redhead holding him pulled him into a hug, tears streaming down his face as well.

He wanted to push Kirishima off, and walk out, but the stress and anticipation of your death had been weighing on him all week. He needed a shoulder to cry on. And with the rest of the people that he held deep in his heart surrounding him, he just might be okay.

And another dreadful week later was your funeral, you as well as the rest of his friends dressed in beautiful pastel colors. Nowhere near reflecting how they felt. The pastel was a huge contrast to the pain, guilt, and grief that was gnawing at them.

And you? You looked beautiful, in that pastel yellow outfit that Katsuki had picked out for you himself. Keeping your final wish deep in his heart.

Instead of 6 feet under with you.

A/n: Hii, so how was it? Please let me know in the comments! If you have any ways I can improve as a writer please let me know! (remember there is a difference between constructive criticism and being rude)

Notes and reblogs are appreciated

I hope you're having a good day! And if not, I hope tomorrow is better! bye darlings <3

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 6 months

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Gary and John head cannons x an overly chill high ranking demon lord.

Garry doesn't know how he summoned the reader, but is instantly feeling "on a scale from one to ten, my friend, you're fucked!"

The reader is of a drastically higher rank in hell, and the only reason why they were summoned was cause "why not?"

Gary cannot bring himself to boss around the reader cause he thinks he'll get killed, or worse, turned into the reader's personal play thing, but na. Reader was bored, and likes giving demons of lesser power severe anxiety.

When reader meets John, they're barely effected by the cross, and only slightly annoyed by the pain of the exorcism. Beyond telling him to scram, reader doesn't even attack. They're just glad to be out of hell, chilling.

Gary Miller

He was getting frustrated with John vanquishing so many demons

So he pulls out all the stops, sacrificing a thrall or two (or ten) to bring about a stronger demon to further weaken his faith.

However, Gary accidentally summons one who's a bit TOO powerful for the cult to contain: you, a demon overlord leagues above his rank.

"Astaroth, what a surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Suddenly he feels like he made a huge mistake considering your reputation in Hell.

Your power easily surpassed his own, and he fears what you'd do if he explained why he called upon you..or found out that he never intended to do that at all.

The worst case scenario? You killed him and decide to rule the EOSD as your own cult.

An even worse scenario? He became your "pet" and you force him to watch you take over his mission.

Either one is horrible, so he tries making up an excuse to justify the ritual.

"Your Wickedness, there is a man..a holy man who stands in the way of our great plan. His faith is in shambles, but he is persistent and-"

"So you thought wasting my time was the best course of action?" You huff, tapping your foot. "Huh, and I was starting to like you, too...but now you just sound pitiful and desperate. You couldn't kill this one man yourself?"

He kneels, hands raised to you in a show of complete submission, completely terrified. "No, we can easily handle him, I...I just thought you would like to partake in the Profane Sabbath after we DO kill him and-"

"Woah, slow down there, Azzy...no need to look so petrified." You laugh gently, which confuses him. "Not many have been able to replicate my summoning ritual as well as you did...so well done. I needed the vacation from Hell, anyways. Now rise."

He gets up, wondering why you did a total 180.....until he remembers you just got power-trips from time to time.

You always liked to playfully threaten lesser demons out of pure boredom, but never actually acted on those threats.

So to realize you fooled him, too, left Gary extremely humbled.

Still, he's willing to whatever you say and he won't give you orders.

And he sure as hell will make sure no cult member tries bossing you around (even though you won't kill any of them).

John Ward

You showed up one night while he's wandering the forest, reminiscing over his failures to save Amy and what he could have done differently that night....

And you put the fear of fucking satan into this poor man just by standing near a tree, not even doing anything.

Even so, he freaks out upon recognizing you as a demonic overlord, holding up his cross with two shaking hands.

He didn't know why the lord was testing him so much..he had absolutely 0 strength to combat a demon of your status. But still, he tries exorcising you.

"Father, you should know that it only feels like a small itch to me."

"....wh-what?"

"Yes, we'll be here all day if you keep doing that-"

"Then I will stand here all day if I must!" He shouts despite the tremble in his voice, refusing to put down that silly stick as if it's gonna suddenly become golden again.

But it's still copper, barely inflicting any pain on you.

'And Astaroth says this is the man who's disrupting his mission?'

"I will not surrender. My faith is not weak!"

"You're right, it's not. But my tough skin cannot be easily penetrated by exorcisms. If anything, you're only annoying me more. So it would be wise to stop doing that."

Surprisingly, John listens after careful consideration, exhausted and almost in tears. He thought you were going to kill him or punish him for trying something as stupid as challenging an overlord.

Maybe you were sent to him as punishment for-

"All I ask of you, John Ward, is that you leave me be. I was just admiring the Earth's forests." You pat a tree trunk. "I suppose God did a few things right. Hate to see these beauties wither away into nothingness.."

Although he's shellshocked that you, a demon, would spare his life, he's quick to scurry back to his sedan.

He hasn't seen you since, and he thanks whoever intervened from above that he got away from you.

#clanask #anonymous #faith game x reader #faith x reader #faith the unholy trinity x reader #gary miller #gary miller x reader #john ward #john ward x reader #demon reader #headcanons #platonic

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telekineticseance · 10 months

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FAMILY FRIEND (PT. 3)

pairing: trey parker x f! reader

summary: another day with trey

genre: smut

word count: 2913

cw: age gap relationship (25f, 48m), reader is referred to by she/her pronouns, sad divorced trey, p in v, fingering, i guess it's called mutual masturbation although i still hate that word

author's note: WOOO THE FINAL PART IS HERE WOOOOO (now time to stop neglecting my other series)

part one can be found here! and part two can be found here!

When the next morning rolled around, you kept your distance from Trey, not sure how to react to what you had seen the night before. Just the way he spoke your name, picturing your mouth on him. The thought was enough to make your legs start shaking again.

As you took your shower earlier that morning you noticed your lotion was missing when you got out so it was your lotion that Trey had used and that made you even more curious about what was ticking in his brain.

You chewed on your fingernails as you stared off into space, pretending to watch whatever movie Trey chose to put on as he continued to cook in the kitchen. He volunteered to make lunch a little bit ago and you just gave him a small nod in response, not daring to look at him.

“What are you thinking about?” Trey’s voice behind you caused you to jump, making him give you a little chuckle in the process as he rounded the couch to stand in front of you, “Sorry princess, didn’t mean to scare you.”

You shook your head in response, looking up at him, your heart racing at the sight and you didn’t even know why. “No sorry..I was just uh thinking about school.” You lied to him, moving your legs from the cushions to in front of you. Your feet almost touching Trey’s as the two of you continued to exchange eye contact.

“Well if you’re hungry I just finished cooking.” He spoke, motioning to the kitchen. You nodded before getting up from the couch, not speaking another word to him before walking in. “Is that…” Your eyes stared at the pan on the counter as Trey followed in behind you, “Kraft Mac and Cheese that you just poured into a casserole dish?”

Your gaze removed itself from the pan, turning back to Trey who was just staring at the pan, his hand rubbing his chin while his other hand rested on his hip, “If I say yes…what would your reaction be?” He asked, a small grin rising on his face as he looked down at you. You rolled your eyes at him, letting out a small laugh before walking over to the cabinets to grab the bowls only to realize your dad put them on the higher shelf before he left.

You gave a little jump as you continued to reach up for the bowls before you felt a large hand on your back causing you to tense slightly, “Here.” Trey’s arm reached up above your head as he pressed his body against your back while he grabbed two bowls from the top shelf. He set them on the counter in front of you and leaned down to your ear, “Easy.” He spoke softly, sending chills down your spine.

He pulled away, taking one of the bowls and starting to scoop some of the Mac and Cheese into the bowl. You took a few seconds to recollect your thoughts before turning your attention back to Trey, taking the bowl from the counter and following his actions in filling your own bowl. He sat at the table, in which you followed behind and sat across from him.

“So what were you really thinking about?” Trey asked, taking a bite from his mac and cheese. You raised an eyebrow at him, “I told you..school.” You took your own bite from your bowl, scowling slightly from the lack of cheese, “Did you put more cheese in this?”

Trey looked at his bowl before looking back at you, “What do you mean more cheese? I followed the instructions on the box.” You let out a small sigh, picking around at your food in front of you, “You’re supposed to sprinkle cheese like CHEESE into the pan and mix it. Makes it cheesier.” You explained, causing him to lean back in his chair letting out a soft, “Oh…”

You let out a small laugh, before taking another bite from the bowl, looking up at him, “Actually I was thinking about buying new lotion…I lost my bottle this morning and was trying to think of where I could’ve left it,” You spoke, continuing to lightly poke the Mac and Cheese with your fork before taking another bite.

Trey’s hands gave a small flex when you mentioned the lotion but his face gave no reaction, “Interesting..any ideas about where it could be?” You shrugged, “Not at the moment.” You glanced up before looking back down at the bowl, taking another bite.

If you were being honest you wanted him to tell you the truth, tell you he took the lotion. Tell him that he used it while thinking of you. You wanted to tell him about all the times you thought of him while touching yourself. Wanted to tell him about your dreams about him. Hoping that if you told him, he’d take you right there.

“You okay?” Trey asked, causing you to realize you were zoning out again. You shook your head slightly, “I’m sorry..” He gave you a small shrug, going back to eating his food.

You finished your bowl and slowly got up from the table, “I think I’m gonna go do some studying.” You told Trey, taking your bowl to the sink before walking to your room and shutting the door behind. You let out a sigh, pressing your back against the door, and running your hand through your hair.

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Hours passed and you continued to sit in your room, trying to study but with your brain running in circles it felt impossible. You felt your stomach do flips as you just continued to replay the scene over and over again. You closed your book, setting it on the floor next to your bed before leaning back against the pillows.

The way his lips parted and let out small whines as he touched himself. You bit your bottom lip at the thought, your breathing increasing ever so slightly. You slipped your hand under the waistband of your jeans, under the lacey fabric of your underwear, before starting to rub at your aching clit. It was as if seeing him made it easier for you. Easier to picture his face as he furrowed his eyebrows. Watching the way he gasped when he reached his peak.

You thrusted your finger in at the thought, letting out a gentle moan. “Trey..” You hummed out, continuing to thrust your finger, slow and gentle.

“Hey Y/N..I found your lotio-” Trey’s voice paused as you pulled your hand away from you quickly, shooting up on your bed and turning your eyes to him. “Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m sorry. Fuck. Shit.” Trey spoke, slamming the door behind him and you heard his footsteps run down the hall before the sound of the guest door shutting.

“Shit..” You whispered, rising up from your bed quickly and following him down to the guest room, knocking on the door. You didn’t hear anything from the other side so you slowly opened the door, showing Trey sitting on the bed, staring at the wall in front of him. “Hey..”

“I’m sorry. I should’ve knocked.” He spoke, continuing to stare at the wall. You ran a hand through your hair, leaning against the door frame. “It’s not your fault. I should’ve locked the door.” You said softly, looking down at your feet. He looked up at you, “I found your lotion.”

“Oh..thanks.” You slowly walked in the room, shutting the door behind you, “I saw you..last night.” The reveal made his eyes widen and he shifted his position on the bed slightly, “W-What do you mean?” He asked, stumbling over his words.

“I mean I saw you Trey. I’m sorry I just thought that maybe it would make things less awkward. I realize now that it didn’t.”

“How much did you see?” He asked, fiddling with the sheet on the bed underneath him as he broke eye contact between the two of you. “A lot..including the last part..”

“Oh..” He spoke, continuing to look down at his hand, that same hand that he was picturing was you the night before. “Oh.” He realized what you meant, looking up at you. “It’s not what you think I promise,” He told you, rising from his spot on the bed, “It was just like a slip of the tongue and by the time I realized what I did it was already too late and-”

Your heart started to pound in your chest as he continued rambling, “Really?” You asked, shocked at how he explained what happened as if it were a small accident. But even if it was, why were you in his head for it to be an accident?

He sighed, “No. God damn it.” He sighed, tugging lightly at the patch of hair that rested on the top of his head. You felt your feet pulling you closer to him, as you fiddled with the bottom hem of your shirt, “Then tell me the truth..you got close to where you could glance up and see his eyes from where they were looking down at his feet, ashamed to hold eye contact with you.

“Tell me Trey..” You whispered, lightly biting your bottom lip. He let out a soft groan, “Fuck.” He reached his hand up to the back of your head, tangling his fingers into your hair as he kissed you deeply, not even giving you time to think before his tongue entered your mouth, letting it roam throughout.

The two of you stumbled around the room as you felt your back pressed against the wall, Trey’s hands not knowing where to go as he ran them all over your body, gripping whatever skin he could get his hands on. His hands rested on your ass and he lifted you up, letting you wrap your legs around his waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you from the wall, giving you a light toss as he put you down on the bed and hovered over you. “Now tell me…did I really hear my name while you were touching yourself?” Trey asked, running his fingers down your body. You looked up at him, biting your bottom lip, and giving him a small nod.

“How many times have you done that?” He asked, tugging at your jeans, pulling them off and throwing them to the floor next to you two. You felt your heart starting to raise again as you looked at him, “Often..”

He let out a soft chuckle in response, running his hand back up your leg, sending shivers down your spine. “I wanna watch you. I wanna see you.” He whispered, looking into your eyes. You gave him a nod as he pulled off your panties, throwing them on top of your pants before he moved to stand at the end of the bed.

You watched his eyes as you ran your fingers along your thighs, spreading your legs. You started running your fingers along your slit, before slipping them through your folds. He bit his bottom lip as he watched closely. Moans left your mouth as you continued pumping your fingers, curling them when you inserted them completely.

You watched as Trey unbuttoned his pants, and his cock flung out from the confinement of his boxers. The two of you fixated your eyes on one another as he ran his hands along his length, using the oozing precum as lube. The sounds of the moans and groans coming from your lips echoed in the room as you two continued watching each other.

“Fuck..” Trey breathed out before dropping his hand, pulling off his shirt as he walked back over to you. He grabbed onto the wrist to your hand that you were using before pulling your fingers out. He leaned down, pressing his lips to your fingers, sucking at the liquid that soaked them.

When he pulled away he kissed you gently, running his hand under your shirt and massaging your breasts. You let out a gasp from his touch, thrusting your hips up as he touched you. “Trey..”

“Hm? Come on, use your words.” He spoke, whispering into your ear before going down to nibble on your earlobe. You continued letting out small whines as he flicked at your nipple with his fingers, kissing behind your ear. “If you don’t use your words I won’t know what you want.”

“I want you.” You mumbled, barely opening your eyes to look at him. “Want me?” This fucker. “TreyIneedyoutofuckme.” You spilled out all at once, taking in a breath as he left a soft bite on your neck. “And?” You felt him run the tip of his length along your folds as you rutted your hips trying to get some kind of movement in.

“Please,,” You begged him, causing him to let out a soft chuckle in response, “Your wish is my command.” With that, he pulled off your shirt, throwing it in some place in the room before he positioned himself above you, putting hands on either side of your head.

You placed your hands on his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin as he thrust in slowly. You flinched as his cock stretched you open, letting out a soft whimper. “Are you okay?” He asked, pausing for a moment to let you adjust. You gave him a soft nod, feeling him start to thrust slowly. It only took you a moment to become adjusted before you felt the pleasure course through your body, sendings chills throughout.

You buried your face into his neck, moving your hands to the back of it as you did so. You listened to Trey as he let out a few groans, moaning your name gently in the process, “You feel so good.” He groaned against your neck, letting out a few breathy gasps.

You ran your hands from his neck to his back, digging your nails into his back, sure to leave scratches that will show later. You felt him hit your g spot as he’d pause himself for a minute when he would before continuing to thrust again.

“I-I’m close..” You breathed out against his neck. “I wanna feel you come on my cock.”

You bit your bottom lip, feeling the familiar chills run through your body before your stomach tightened. You flexed your walls around his length, causing him to let out a groan, “Oh fuck.”

You reached your peak, feeling the liquid spill out as he continued thrusting. You felt him pull out, looking up at him in confusion before he spoke up, “Flip over.” You did as he said, flipping over onto your stomach before he slipped his hand between you and the mattress, lifting your ass in the air as you propped yourself on your elbows.

He ran his hand along your rear before thrusting in again, causing you to moan. He reached his hands up, gripping onto your hips. The pressure in his thrusts increased as you closed your eyes tightly, already starting to feel yourself reach your peak for a second time.

“Gonna come.” Trey breathed out, his thrusts getting more sloppy and his breathing getting ragged. You clenched the sheets in your hands as you felt the same. “Turn. Look at me. I wanna see your face.”

You turned your head and looked at him as he made eye contact with you, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. You clenched your walls around length once more, letting out a series of whimpers as moans as you released again. “Fuck..” Trey groaned before he pulled out, rubbing his hand along him a few times before turning you over. You watched as he continued pumping his hand, letting out a small gasp as the liquid spewed from the tip, dripping onto your stomach and the sheets underneath you.

When he finished Trey looked down between your face and your stomach, “Shit..sorry. Let me uh..go grab a towel.” He spoke when he finally caught his breath, grabbing his boxers from the ground as he got up and walked out the room.

He came back a few minutes later with a towel in hand as he wiped the cum from your stomach, before tossing it on the ground and looking at you. When you finally came back to your senses and processed what just happened, you felt him caress his cheek with your hand as you placed your hand over his.

“Let’s get you cleaned up?” He suggested. You gave him a small nod before he lifted you from the bed and carried you to the bathroom. While he was gone, which was an obscene amount of time for someone to find a towel, you figured he had drawn a bath as the tub had now been full of water.

He placed you in it gently, “Mind if I join?” He asked once you got more settled. You shook your head and moved in the bubbly water before he pulled off his boxers and climbed in behind you. He pulled you into his chest, taking the soapy loofah and running it over your body.

“Hey Trey?”

“Hm?” He hummed softly, as he continued washing you. “What happens now?”

He paused for a moment before resuming, “I don’t know beautiful. But we’ll figure it out.”

And that’s what the two of you planned to do. Figure it out.

#it’s 1:30 so i don’t even know if the tl will see this #but HAHAHAHAHAHAH ITS DONE #trey parker #trey parker x reader #trey parker smut

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strawberrykake · 2 years

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Thigh Flirting w ur crush

got this idea from a tiktok where they explained a flirting hack: dropping something and while leaning down to pick it up, use (his) thigh as leverage

pt. 2

warnings: fluff

Iwaizumi, Kenma, Suna

Mid-conversation, as Iwaizumi chatters away about his new skincare routine that you asked him about, you pretend to drop your pen

Leaning down, you place a hand on his thigh to balance yourself

“Then I apply the aloe face mask…” his voice falters, eyes flickering between your hand on his thigh and the object your reaching for.

He pauses, waiting for you to pick up your fallen item

You slowly rise back up, using his thigh

This action makes him awkwardly cough into his fisted hand.

When you’re finally seated, with your arms back to its place in your lap, you notice his blush

Especially the reddening of his ears

“Hey, you alright, my guy?”

You lean over and gently give his knee a pat

He clears his throat. “Yeah, y-yeah. Um, what was I saying…”

He shakes his head as if to clear thoughts from his mind

“Something about a face mask?” You ask, swiping a tongue on your dry lips.

“Uh, huh, face mask…” For a moment, his gaze goes down to your lips, but it quickly reverts back to your eyes.

“The face mask goes right on the face, yeah.” He pauses, looking to the side, deep in thought. “I gotta go!”

Before you could argue, he speeds out of the room.

And it was that moment that you knew you had some sort of effect on him, making you feel a sense of pride

but also warmth bc you had feelings for him

After leaning down to adjust your shoelaces, you grab his thigh to support your weight

Kenma’s eyes go wide

he throws the pillow he was hugging and stares right at your hand

He even points at it with his finger. “Ahh, Ah…AHHH!!!” he screams.

“What, what, what, what?!” You immediately retract your hand, thinking there was a bug or something.

“Nuh uh. Nope. Not now. No.” He shook his finger at you.

??? you gave him a questioning look

“Did you just flirt with me?” he asks, an eyebrow raised.

“Uhmmm…”

When it takes you a while to give an actual response, he scoffs. “That’s a first.”

He continues to watch you squirm. “I can actually read you like a book,” he chuckles, mostly to himself.

“You’re funny,” you say almost bitterly, hearing his words.

“Next, time, you can just face me and tell me how you feel, instead of being creepy, HAHAH,” he starts laughing.

You grab his collar, making him pause and stare back at your eyes. “If you could read me like a book then, how come you didn’t ask me out earlier? When I liked you for 5 months?”

Kenma looks genuinely shocked. “5 months? Oh, I thought it was just…now.”

“Looks like someone can’t read me like a book after all, aha!” You cross your arms, smirking.

He grins and grabs your arm and pulls you next to him.

“5 months, huh…” His hoodie is warm as he has you engulfed in his arms.

“Um, h-how about you?” You ask him, nervous, thinking he probably doesn’t share the same feelings.

He places a kiss on your forehead, making you relax a bit. “Hmm, a year.” You spun your head to his grinning face.

“What?!?!”

As Suna takes his water bottle and downs it, you take the moment to lean down on the ground to grab something

Your hand goes directly on his thigh, placing a little pressure as your lift yourself back up

He quickly stops drinking, gulping the water, and staring at you

“Dude,” he grabs your hand on his thigh, pushing it away.

You pout.

“What?” You ask, pretending to be innocent.

But he can see right through you.

“What do you mean what? You’re getting all touchy,” he wipes off imaginary dust off his lap.

“What’s wrong with that?” You ask.

“Well, for starters, you never act like that. It’s unusual. Weird. It’s like you like me or something. I’m just saying.”

“And if I do?” You ask.

His eyes widen, feeling chills.

“Don’t joke like that.” He scowls.

“Damn, is it really that bad for me to like you?”

His scowl turns into a grin. He leans over to you, hands folded together.

“No, sweetie, it’s actually the opposite.” He leans back, hands now holding the back of his head as he relaxes

“But I’d rather you not like me, because I don’t know what I would do if you did.” He smiles. “So, don’t get all touchy because you’re sending me mixed signals.”

“Okay, no more mixed signals,” you nod. “I like you, Suna Rintarou,” you spit out.

His eyes widen again.

He grabs your hand almost desperately. “A-are you serious?”

“I said your government name. Of course,” you deadpan.

He smiles widely and pulls you into a hug.

“Finally.”

And you melt into his arms at that moment.

Finally, indeed.

#🍙—reader inserts #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #iwaizumi x reader #kenma x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu crushes

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ddymarie · 11 months

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AGAPE

Introduction

" Ahhh, could you believe it?! We're in high school now" said the joyful pink girl to your left shaking you back and forth

That was your best friend Mina.

You've known Mina since the 7th grade. You were the new girl in middle school at the time shy and quiet but defensive just as you are now still. Mina Ashido was one of the first to introduce herself. One sleepover was all it took make you inseparable.

" U.A to be exact. " said the red head to your left flexing his muscular

That was Ejiro Kirishima. Your other best friend. He was your first crush in middle school. But you assumed you weren't really his type and grew outta it. You began to talk to him more after that

Together you three were the ultimate trio

" guys, guys listen, chill out. Yes this is fun it's a big school new friends new first times it all exciting but our future-"

" BOO! Y/N enough of the future talk, live in the moment. " Mina said while her arm wrapped around your shoulder.

A big wave of anxiety washed over you as you walked through the big doors. A lot of older kids. Adults. A bunch on lockers.

'Geez it's bright' I thought looking out at the windows to my left.

'1-A'

The three of you walked up to the sign and sighed

Mina squeezed your hand tightly before letting go and rushing into the room.

Eijiro stuck beside you though.

" together? " he said looking down at me hands in his uniforms pockets

" y-yeah, sure " I said

Opening the door I walked in first. him behind me.

I stopped dead in my tracks. The class room was loud. Really loud. I was shocked looking at the sight in front of me.

Mina stood in the back of the class room surrounded by students

" looks like she already made friends " I said standing in front of the class room with ei

Mina was break dancing...

" Go! go! go! " kids shouted

" Hey! Those are my friends! " the girl shouted

Oh no...

Oh no, no no no. Mina you did not!

Ei started walking toward the crowd and they cheered.

" dude you got some sick as muscles man " said a boy with yellow hair

Denki kaminari.

Then there was ei. Showing off. Flexing.

"This school gonna gas his head up" I assumed.

The bell had rung and class had begun.

" alright settle down " a man with long black hair entered the room.

" I am shouta aizawa. But to you Mr. Aizawa " he introduced himself to us.

The class settled down and got quiet

"Welcome to U. A. This year you will began your journey to becoming hero's yay! " Mr. Aizawa said with no enthusiasm at ALL.

" for our first lesson we will be heading outside"

-outside*

" well to explain this bluntly for the air heads in the field. This test will see how far you can throw ball using your quirk. Up not down. Anything below the clouds will give you a zero. Understood? "

" Yes, Mr" some of us said

"Pretty harsh isn't he? " I said turning to my new friend midoryia izuku

" it'll all pay off in the end " he reassured

"Alright first up .... You" he pointed to the now red midoryia

" i-i-i " he stammered and froze up

Just then he fell on his knees. He was pushed.

A laugh was heard from behind us...

As he was being helped up I turned to look at the culprit who laughed

" excuse you?! " I said " that was rude. How could you push him? " I said looking at the blond behind me he did nothing but side eye me " shut the fuck up, and mind ya business " he said sternly.

I had no words for this disrespect and turned away checking on the victim

" are you okay? " I asked

" yes I'm well Kacchan is a close friend of mine. I don't pay any mind to his actions anymore " the boy defended

" friends dont hit each other, I would've made Mina- or anyone apologize " I said

" I assure you it's okay " he said with a bright smile on his face as he dusted his knees. walking to the small base ball plate

I stood back in my spot looking behind me at the boy who looked away from me immediately wiping a small smile off his face.

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New series

'Agape'

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#bnha x you #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo smut #bakugo x black reader #mha smut #katsuki smut #bakugou smut

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filmofhybe · 8 months

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Chilling Rivals - PSH

SYNOPSIS: you’re competitive and will not let anyone ever look down on you. What if the one and only ice skater -park sunghoon challenges you to a ice skating face off? Thinking the only sport you could ever do was ballet. What if he develops feelings for how fierce you are?

Pairing : ice skater PSH x Ballerina + ice skater fem! oc

Genre: rival to lovers au, fluff

warning: rude and dirty comments,

word count: 835

Everyone admired y/n for her competitiveness. She was a ballerina as well as a ice skater. Who has continuously won awards after awards. No one ever dared to challenge her because they know they would be humiliated by her group of dancers, who follows her around school like a lost puppy.

On the other hand, Park Sunghoon. The renowned figure skater, who’s also has the competitive spirit as y/n. Knows he is better than her. He’s confident that he will always be able to beat her ass in everything especially ice skating. Just because she learnt it doesn’t mean she’s a pro at it… "whatever you say sunghoon. She could add lots of ballet movement into ice skating as well." Jay explained as he rolled his eyes his ignorant friend.

"Girls quickly get into 4th position and relevé, Pirouette and spin!" The teacher yelled at the girls while clapping her hands, making sure all the girls are on time together before dismissing them.

"Alright you guys did fairly good today, please take some rest and y/n please hand this into the office as you leave." I took the register and we all thanked the teacher. As I was packing my stuff away, several girls asked where I’m I going after. "I have ice skating lessons. Wont be home until late."

The girls all starts chatting about it, before I stepped outside the door, I overheard one of them say "I heard sunghoon and Jay was talking about her. How sunghoon thinks she could never beat his ass."

"That’s such a lie, y/n will always beat him. He’s so self centered and obsessed with our captain. It makes me head pound." Giggles was spread around the room after. And before I knew it I was furious at his statement that was made about me. I swear to god if he thinks he’s better, I’ll just prove to him that he isn’t.

As a stepped into the ice rink. I quickly passed the people that’s already sat around the rink. I looked up and saw sunghoon gracefully glide across the ice effortlessly. The girls behind me squeaking as he did a loop. I focused on tying my laces following a deep voice calling my name.

"y/n y/l/n.. finally decided to appear." He chuckled leaning towards the board, as I met his gaze. I gave him a death stare.

"What do you want park sunghoon?" I asked as I took off my blade guards off. Gliding away from him. But he follows behind me like he’s a lost puppy. Making me irritated by his actions.

"I just want to have a face off with you. Because you’re competitive and so am I." He said with a disgusting smirk on his face. Him challenging me? Who does he think he is.

"Alright then. If you think you can beat me then show me your skills."

"You really think you can handle the challenges of ice skating?"

At this point, everyone around the rink was looking. Both of us were determined to prove our worth and showcase our talents. If Sunghoon really thinks my ballet background would limit my ability on the ice rink, then he got himself in the wrong position this time.

He wasted no time as he executed his routine with precision and effortless beauty. Captivating everyone’s attention around the rink with his breathtaking jumps, twizzles , toe loops, you name it, He finishes off with a hockey stop. The rink was filled with applause, he bowed, thanking everyone and their support.

He stopped in front of me. A slight shocked on my face. I admired his the artistry and the beauty in his routine. "Oh so you’re scared now." He laughed. "I’m not scared; I just think you could’ve kept your leg a bit straighter when you did those twizzles." I could tell he was now pissed off by my comment. But inside of me I know he did well, so god damn well..

I yearned to prove that my ballet skills could translate into the world of skating. I skated away from him before showcasing my unrevealed skills. I put as much strength and power into my footwork, graceful spins, and daring jumps.

I ended my routine with a loop jump. Gliding in front of Sunghoon As applause loudly echoed around the rink. I bowed and thanked them. I could see Sunghoon’s eye widening in astonishment. He has never seen such a mesmerizing fusion of elegance and fierce determination. He has never seen someone transition from ballet to ice skating with such ease.

"I guess you shouldn’t challenge someone with such competitiveness." I smiled at him before offering a handshake. "Don’t worry, love, I just went easy on you today. Don’t underestimate me." His grip around my hand was hard before he removed his hand from me. He winked and left the rink, the warm feeling leaving inside of me. Shit, I can’t lie, that was kind of cute of him.

Inside of Sunghoon. He was thinking the same thing, he was left in awe and admiration. He felt a newfound respect and admiration for her abilities. He finally understands why people won’t challenge her. But he will continue doing so just to see her beautiful figure gracefully glide around the ice. I just humiliated myself In front of such a beautiful girl.. this is what you get for challenging the queen of ballet. But whatever it was worth it. So worth it to see her beauty on the ice.

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Beach days and starry nights - Mason Mount

Request: Mason teaching your little baby boy how to swim while on summer vacay maybe

Warning: dad! Mason at its finest (yes, it’s clearly inspired to that pic Jaz gifted us with 🙈)

Tag list: @masonxomount @chelsealover @masterclassbaby

Holiday time had finally arrived so you could spend a couple of weeks away from all the stress and crazy life you had to deal with on a daily basis in London. The thing you were looking forward the most about the holidays was having the chance to enjoy some quality time together with your boyfriend and your little son, with some crystal clear water and breathtaking landscapes in the background.

The idea of spending some romantic moments with Mason in particular, made you eager to be alone with him but with a three-year-old hurricane it was literally impossible.

"Dadaaa" He tiredly opened his eyes as he was slung on the deck chair sunbathing. You were seated next to him, your legs stretched out on his lap just to tease him as his fingers were brushing over your thighs.

"Mhh?"

"I wanna learn to swim!"

"You're still too young, honey, maybe next year"

"Nooo please!!"

That three-year-old chap was always so full of energy and willingness to learn new things everyday he was literally unstoppable.

He started tugging at Mason's hand for him to go towards the sea.

Your boyfriend grunted but in less than a minute he was already up, ready to play with his son.

"Can we go, mummy?" Mason asked you, smiling like an idiot behind his dark sunglasses.

You tried to suppress a smile and agreed. "Okay fine but be careful! And keep an eye on your dad, baby" You whispered to Nate's ear, pretending Mason didn't hear you.

"Don't worry mummy!" You laughed out loud, pressing a kiss to his head.

“Mason, be careful” You warned him sternly, as you saw him getting closer to the water with your baby in his arms. "Make him wear his water wings"

“I’m the best dad ever, don’t worry!”

You rolled your eyes and huffed, as you took a seat on the sunbed without losing sight of your men. The only thing that helped you keep track of them was your boyfriend's highlighter-orange shorts (yeah, they could be seen also in the mist and they made his bum look even more perfect but you'd never admit it, at least not when your son was still there with you).

"Okay man, wear your water wings first, otherwise your mum will get very angry with the both of us" Mason held the bright coloured plastic things for the little boy to put them on before he could start with his lesson.

From the sunbed you were chilling on, you looked at them with the most tender smile: your boyfriend was there motioning Nate all the movements he'd have done with his arms, explaining then how to keep his head to breathe underwater. They were so sweet yet exhilarating, even more so when Nate picked up on how to move his feet to stay afloat, splashing driplets of water right onto Mason’s face who tried to take cover by moving his head to the side.

Hearing their laughters and seeing them bonding was enough to fill your heart with joy, visible in the little tear that streamed down your face before you could even stop it.

Nate was so happy about the new things learnt with his dad he couldn’t stop talking about them during lunch and for the rest of the day too. He only stayed quiet when it was time for his afternoon nap.

“If you stay quiet I’ll buy you the biggest ice-cream ever”

“Mase!” You jokingly punched him on his arm “Bribing a kid is so vile”

“Yeah but at least our ears can have a break”

You shook your head as he leant forward to kiss your cheek.

“Mummy, can you come swimming with me?”

“Yeah, so your daddy can stay here thinking about his despicable actions” Mason smirked as he took in your figure getting up from the sun bed, ready to go and take a dip. He bit on his lower lip, trying to resist the urge to roam his hands over your body. You warned him to stay quiet only with the use of your glare

That day at the beach soon came to an end and, needless to say, your baby boy was so tired he couldn’t even keep his eyes open while having dinner.

At night you were there, reading Nate his bedtime story as he was looking at the dark blue sky punctuated with bright stars outside the window.

"Mummy?"

"Tell me, sweetie" You smiled as you ran your hand through his dark hair.

"You know daddy told me he's so proud of me?"

"I bet he is! You're the most awesome kid ever" You leant forward to kiss his forehead.

"And he told me he loves me more than all the stars in the sky"

"You mean to the moon and back?"

"No, he told me he loves me more than all the stars!"

"Is that so? So I love you more than all the stars and all the planets"

"It's not possible!" He tells you laughing wholeheartedly.

"Who says it is not possible??"

Your son's laughter got even louder as you started tickling him, calling Mason's attention.

"Hey what's all this noise? What's happening?"

"Mama told me she loves me more than all the stars and all the planets"

"Oh really?" Mason took a seat on the bed so he was now beside you and you were both facing Nate. "It can't be possible cause I love you more than all the stars, all the planets and the Moon!"

You looked at him agape, pretending to be shocked by his answer, making your son giggle.

"How dare you?? I love him more than all the stars, all the planets, the Moon and the Sun!"

"Oh oh, you're so damn wrong baby! And what about the galaxies?"

"What is galaxies?"

"Galaxies are little families of stars, just like you, me and daddy"

You both smiled when a yawn left Nate's lips.

"Okay little star, time to sleep now" Mason smiled and kissed his forehead.

"Dada?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we swim again tomorrow?"

"Of course, champ. Can't wait to"

Mason's smile was still there on his lips, not the slightest hint of it leaving them. He gently held his hand in his, brushing his thumb over his tiny fingers.

"Mama?"

"Mhh?"

"I love you"

"I love you too, baby"

"And what about me?" Mason asked, pretending to be offended.

"I love you too" Nate admitted giggling.

"Much better now"

You both waited for him to fall asleep before you left his bedroom and got a seat on the porch, so you could let the fresh breeze lull you and watch the starry sky above you.

Mason lighlty tapped on his thigh for you to sit on his lap, making you smile as you did so.

"Sky's so beautiful"

"Yes it is" He brushed his lips against your cheek. "Do you love me more than all the stars and everything or is it just for that little one?"

Mason's slight jealousy made you giggle as you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck.

"You're my stars and everything" You whispered, grazing his stubbly cheek with your thumb before placing a kiss on his jaw. Even if it was pitch dark at that time, you could notice the blush that tinted his cheeks.

"I love you to the moon and back" He looked down at you, his fingers lightly dancing on your skin.

"That's not true, you love Nate more"

"What are you saying?? I should love you only for the fact that you brought him into the world"

"Only for that?"

"Of course" He giggled against your wrinkled lips, waiting for him to kiss them.

"When are we going to make baby number two?"

"Is it an excuse to hide your horny self?"

"No, I really think we should give Nate a little brother"

"What about a little sister?"

"Even better"

What was the saying? Those who have time do not waste time? Well, that night you two took it quite literally…

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