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Hi! I love your fics so much ❤️ I was hoping you could write an Eddie Munson x Cheerleader! Reader were Jason's friend (Andy) tries to date cheerleader reader and she doesn't want to but he doesn't takes no as an answer, so Reader convinces Eddie to fake date her, but, they're very physical, and they end up realizing that they like each other, so they start dating for real this time, but Andy and Jason suspect abt them bc they heard Chrissy and other cheerleaders talking about Reader and Eddie not being really a couple and maybe Andy tries to make a move on Reader but Eddie sees it and he protects her from Andy, and they end up together and happy!

Oh, thank you so much! That means a lot!!!!

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Y/N wasn't new to guys liking her, but she knew half of them liked the fact she wore a small skirt and was flexible. And her popularity. They saw her as a trophy, and not as an actual person. Y/N blames all of that on why she was still single. And she was okay with that. She rather is alone than be with someone that saw her as an object to hang on their arm.

Andy was no different. He was a friend of Jason's and would not take no for an answer. Y/N was on a team with Chrissy, which meant she was with Chrissy the majority of the time. And Chrissy was never away from Jason, and Jason brought Andy. Therefore, Y/N could not escape Andy and his flirting.

She needed a plan, she needed a fake boyfriend to get Andy off of her back. But he couldn't be someone Andy knew, so that crossed out every popular guy Y/N has ever talked to. Who the hell would she even as-

"MUNSON, WALK IN THE HALLS!"

Eddie Munson.

"What's in it for me?" Eddie questioned, crossing his arms as the smirk stretched across his face. It's not every day a cheerleader stands against his locker asking for a date.....even if it was fake.

"I'll keep Jason off your ass, and the rest of the team, all the way to graduation." Y/N offered, a questioning smile on her face as she shrugged her shoulders.

To Eddie, it didn't sound like he had anything to lose. He gets to date a cheerleader and his ass won't get pushed around for the next few months. She's the one that had it all to lose being seen with a freak.

"You got yourself a deal, gorgeous." He winked, grabbing her hand and facing her palm to him. Stealing the pen out of the side of her backpack and wrote his number on her palm.

~~~

"Now Chrissy invited me to hang out at this bar, chances are Andy will tag along with Jason. I'm thinking we arrive early, get a drink, and work on our story, yeah?" Y/N ranted as she walked with Eddie to his van.

"Damn, been my girl for like half a day and you are bossing me around. Feels like a real relationship." Eddie joked as he unlocked his van. Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes.

~~~

"Isn't he going to be a little suspicious you randomly are talking to the freak? And that we are all of a sudden together? I mean we've barely ever talked. Little popular cheerleader all of a sudden as the hots for me? I can't see anyone believing that for a second. We've never shown interest in each other, and now we are like in a serious relationship he is supposed to respect?" Eddie questioned, sipping on his beer as Y/N sat at the bar top next to him. The more he thought about it, the more this plan sounded like it would never work.

"Fuck, you are right. Why did I ever think this would work? He is going to see right through my lie, and maybe I just need to go on the date and get it over with. Maybe he won't be too horrible, he could be a nice guy. Slight chance he sees me as more than just a cheerleader. Thanks anyway Munson, It was stupid to drag you into this. I'll still keep Jason and his dogs off of you." She smiled, patting his arm as she walked towards an empty booth.

Now Eddie felt like an asshole. Watching as she played with her fingers, eyes watching the door. Eddie sipped on his beer for the next few minutes. The sound of Jason screaming as he walked into the bar. Eddie felt himself rolling his eyes, catching Y/N doing the same. He watched as she shrunk underneath Andy's stare, smiling politely as she hugged him.

Eddie took a deep breath and called out to the bartender.

~~~

Y/N was hating every topic Andy talked about. She just wanted to go home, but maybe if she tried to give him a chance, it wouldn't be so bad.

"FROM THE GENTLEMEN AT THE BAR!" The waitress screamed over the music, placing the drink in front of Y/N.

Y/N looked up confused, her eyes catching Eddie's as he winked, and nodded his beer in the air.

Y/N could feel herself giggling as she nodded her head back as she sipped on the fruity drink. He already knew her well.

"I think I'm going to say thank you to my kind gentlemen," Y/N said to the table, not bothering to watch their reactions as she swayed her hips back up to the bar.

"Is she walking up to Eddie freaking Munson?" Andy gasped from the booth.

"She sure is" Chrissy stated proudly.

~~~

"I see you got my drink" Eddie teased, pushing out the stool for her to sit.

"I did, fruity drink, you know me well, Munson." She teased back as she took the seat he offered.

"I figured this is a way to get them to notice our first interaction," Eddie said, keeping his eyes on her, not bothering to look over her shoulder to see the watching eyes.

"Thank you, Eddie." She smiled.

~~~

A few days later more people began to notice Y/N and Eddie talking in the halls, flirting and soft touches.

Y/N told Chrissy that Eddie asked her out that night and they've been on a few dates since. Building up their fake chemistry and trying to make it believable to her best friend. Which was a lot easier than she thought.

Chrissy knew it was all fake to get Andy off of her back, but Chrissy also knew Eddie Munson is the type of guy that will sweep her off of her feet. Chrissy had a feeling they'll end up together in the end, so she didn't question the lies.

~~~

Eddie and Y/N let a week pass before they got more public. Branching out to going on dates to popular places, and throwing in public displays of affection.

That's when Y/N learned Eddie was an amazing kisser and she loved kissing him.....a little too much. The way he missed made her heart race, palms sweat, thighs clench, and head dizzy. She lost herself in the kiss every time, yanking him closer and kissing him harder. Her head spun every time he slipped his tongue in her mouth. The way his hands gripped her hips, the sounds that came from his chest, and the taste of him had her dizzy for hours.

But he'd pull away, a proud smirk on his face whenever Andy would storm off. Eddie's touch would leave her hips and she'd feel the ghost of his hands. And she hated more than anything that she missed his lips.

It's supposed to be fake dating.

Eddie was just better at faking than she was.

~~~

The more dates they went on, the more Y/N began to adore everything she was learning about him. His favorite songs, the ones he'd crank up louder in his van. The names of his guitars, and when he learned to play. His hobbies, his family, and just everything that made him who he was. She memorized every detail of his face. Searching day and night for a flaw but falling short.

He was the perfect boyfriend.

~~~

Eddie knew it was all fake but he couldn't tell if he was acting anymore. The way she moaned against his chest when they'd make out. How soft her hand felt in his as they walked. The way she laughed at his jokes. How her eyes stared right back at him when he was talking to her. Every part of her body facing him to show all of her attention was on him.

Eddie never felt so seen in a good way. He opened himself up and he didn't hate it. He learned almost everything about her. And now he saw it, she was so much more than a cheerleader on his arm. If people knew who she really was, they'd be even more jealous of her being on his arm.

Eddie could tell he was falling but he couldn't. It was all play pretend.

~~~

The more they spent time together, the more it got harder to remind themselves it was all fake. But maybe they didn't have to pretend.

Neither of them was looking elsewhere, making sure Andy never grew suspicious. Eddie knew she wasn't interested in anyone, otherwise, she would have asked them to be her fake boyfriend.

Y/N was reaching her breaking point. Spending all her time with Eddie was the happiest she's been in years. She didn't feel like just a cheerleader with him. He learned things about no one cared to find out. He knew more about her than Chrissy did. She just wanted to be with him. All she had to do was get the courage to talk to him about what she was feeling.

~~~

Another night in Eddie's bedroom, her laying on her stomach as she flipped through a book, Eddie playing guitar softly next to her. Her eyes couldn't help but stay on him. One thing she always loved was admiring him in his most relaxed state. His hair was half tied up in a bun, curls landing on his shoulders. His mouth closed as he hummed, his fingers strumming softly. His eyes flicked down to the strings then back up again.

"How can you read without your eyes on the words?" He teased, not looking at her as he looked down at the strings. But she could see his lips were curved up in a smirk.

"Shut up," She mumbled, embarrassed that she was caught. Feeling her face heat up, quickly darted her eyes to her book.

After a few seconds of silence, she closed her book. Nodding to herself as she moved to her knees. Softly grabbing the neck of his guitar, his eyes lifted up to look at her.

A questioning look on his face as he sat still.

"You okay?" He asked softly

She didn't respond, just leaning forward to place her lips softly on his. Her heart skipped a beat as he smiled and kissed her back.

She slowly pulled away, keeping her eyes locked on his.

Eddie felt his stomach fluttering at the soft look in her eyes.

It wasn't uncommon for them to kiss, but staring into each other's eyes afterward was new for both of them.

"I have a new proposition for you." She whispered

Eddie watched as she let go of his guitar, holding her hands as she nervously skimmed around his room.

"And that is?" Eddie asked, setting his guitar on the floor as he moved closer to her.

"Instead of fake dating...what if we....just dated?" Too scared to look at him, she kept her eyes on the posters on the wall.

"I'm sorry, what is the difference?" Eddie chuckled

"What if we didn't pretend to date, and dated for real." Y/N shrugged, trying to make it sound like it wasn't a big deal.

"Look at me." He demanded

She took a breath and looked at him.

"Are you saying that you like me and want to be in a relationship for ourselves, and not for Andy?" He asked, enjoying how shy she was becoming.

"Yes." She answered honestly, nothing left to lose now.

"Yes." He replied

"Actually?" She asked, keeping her eyes locked on him, trying to see if there was any teasing in his expression.

"I like you too, and I enjoyed having you as a fake girlfriend. I think having you as my real girlfriend would be even better. " He said, leaning close to bump his nose with hers.

~~~

Officially being together, neither of them noticed a difference. They stopped pretending for Andy a long time ago.

Since Y/N didn't notice a difference, she forgot to let Chrissy know that it was official.

This led to her letting another cheerleader know the truth behind it, and that led to Andy overhearing that the relationship wasn't real.

~~~

Y/N was waiting at Eddie's locker when Andy approached her. She faked a smile as she acknowledged his company. But her smile dropped when his arm wrapped around her waist and dragged her into a kiss.

Before she had time to react, his body was being yanked off of her.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Eddie yelled as he held Andy in his grip.

"Oh come on man, I know she isn't your real girl. Drop the act." Andy scoffed. Shoving Eddie's hands off of him.

"Yes, she is." Eddie snapped back. His blood was still hot from seeing Andy's hands all over Y/N.

"Eddie, it's okay." She said gently, grabbing his hand and preparing to drag him to his van.

"Really, Y/L/N? The freak? You pick trailer trash over me?" Andy scoffed, his eyes judging Eddie as he looked him over.

"Go fuck yourself." Eddie sneered

"Oh shut up Andy, I never was interested and I never will be. I didn't pick the freak or trailer trash. I picked the boy I liked. I picked Eddie. Use his name." She spat out, this time yanking Eddie out of the school.

"Are you okay? I tried to grab him as fast as I could." Eddie breathed out, looking over her body.

"Yes, I'm fine." She smiled, reassuringly.

"Good, because no one touches my girl," Eddie smirked, throwing his arm over her shoulder as they walked to his van.

"And no one calls my man names." She teased back, her arm going around his waist.

Maybe she picked Eddie Munson from the start for a reason.

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maximotts · 8 months

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☽ 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖘 ☾

☾ 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑: private hire!WandaNat

So @nats-firefly and I discussed this idea way before October, but brought it up again when I mentioned wanting to do a ph!WandaNat thing and now.. here we are.. filth amongst sleepy gays

private hire AU. kinktober masterlist. 18+ only, minors dni. you don’t need to add community labels, I’ve put adequate warnings below.

wc: 4.5k. cw: smut that starts out fluffy, but Wanda gets irritated. kinda cuddly sex. groping. fingering. punishments/attention denial. humiliation/degradation in the form of being babied. brief oral. overstim. typical Nat annoying Wanda. bratty reader bc people are always asking to see what would happen if you pushed Wanda's limits.

No outside clothes on the bed.

One of Wanda’s few house rules and generally easy to follow… until you were exhausted and she was snapping her fingers at you before you could take a second step towards her mattress.

Typically if you were too tired to seek out pajamas you’d suck it up and fall into your own bed, passing out until you gained energy to sort yourself out in the morning, but tonight was different. Your shift was long and felt even longer, filled with coworker mishaps and annoying customers that left you checking your watch every few minutes towards the end of the night. All you dreamt of on the ride home was Wanda and her warm bed, knowing she’d most likely be up despite the late hour.

She had the tendency to worry; no matter how even-tempered she appeared, Wanda stayed up as late as she could for Natasha, and now you as well, to come home to her. You’d headed out earlier than your normal shifts, just after midnight, and with your boss always being notified the moment you left work, there was no doubt Wanda would be wide awake.

As expected, you found Wanda in her bedroom, nose deep in a book. She looked so happy to see you, you thought maybe you could skirt by her standards just this once-

“Don’t you dare get those dirty clothes anywhere near my new comforter.”

“Wandaaaaa…” You groaned like a child, halfway to stamping your foot if you didn’t know that’d get you kicked out instantly. “I’m exhausted! It won’t ruin anything just once.”

But no amount of puppy dog pouts could make Wanda budge; the woman was so stubborn for the smallest things. You’d seen Natasha tease her for it, and even then, she stood firm; apparently there was a time when Wanda didn’t care, but once she started buying stuff of her own, she was intent on keeping it in order. “Not a chance. I can see at least three different cocktails spilled on your shirt! Get rid of the clothes or say goodnight and go to your bed.”

“So unfair…” The wardrobe across the room felt like too far of a journey, but you’d looked forward to the warmth of Wanda too much to deny yourself now. Before you knew it, you’d begun shedding your clothes, kicking them away into a lazy pile on the floor and wandering back over to your goal.

Unexpected as it was, the sight of you tiredly stripping down amused Wanda and she didn’t stop you from sliding into bed, chuckling at your silly display of wiggling around until you successfully crawled on top of her fully clothed form. “Well aren’t you clever? Always trying to find yourself a loophole.”

“I like to think that’s what you love me for.” Tired arms wrapped around Wanda’s middle, resting your chin on her chest to gaze up at the older woman. Sleeping naked wasn’t your plan, but the act wasn’t unfamiliar, particularly in this room. Most of the time, though you got into bed wearing some kind of sleepwear, either Wanda or Natasha found a reason to take them off, anything from claiming to want a simple look to being straightforward in their desire to stake their obvious claim on you.

“I love you for a great many things, little one.” She let her book gently bop the top of your head before setting it aside on the nightstand, happy to give you her full attention. Spending the day alone wasn’t awful, but she missed you and Nat terribly, always preferring to be with at least one of you when she fell asleep.

The two of you settled into an easy embrace, Wanda drawing patterns over your bare back as you cuddled against her soft silken pajamas. Even back in silence like she’d been before your arrival, Wanda felt different, lighter, knowing she could hold you safe and her wife was on her way too. “How was your night? I got updates about some out of line people… I hope no one gave you too hard of a time.”

You shook your head, your frustrations melting away now that you were snuggled up to Wanda. It all seemed so far away while you were laid safe in your bosses’ cozy bedroom. “Nothing terrible, just felt like it lasted forever. It’s the Halloween crowd madness starting up, I think…”

The brunette nodded and listened as you went through details, throwing in a comment or two when needed; engaged even as her hands began wandering. She didn’t realize what she was doing at first, smoothing over the indulgent feel of your delicate skin. You were always just so pliant and willing; honestly, she decided you deserved a reward for following her rules with the last bits of your energy. Wanda loved knowing you’d chosen her over sleeping across the hall; it was hard to stay firm when she was also tired of sitting by herself, but if she gave in once, she’d never hear the end of it.

It started out innocent enough that you didn’t question her, overexerted muscles enjoying the gentle massage of your ass and thighs. By the time Wanda pushed your hips up to make room for her hand, you’d been pacified into a calm state of security all you offered was a pleased hum when she stroked over your mound. “You’ve done so much today. It’s about time you let me take care of you now.”

“Mhm..” She drew you in for a kiss, fluffy and sweet, mindful of your exhaustion. Wanda was always cautious of your state of mind, her considerate coddling making it easy for her to know exactly what you needed. If you needed her to take away all memories of her bad night, who was she to deny you?

Annoying as it’d been to be stopped on your way to bed, getting out of your work clothes did feel better and now you’d reap the benefits of choosing Wanda. Her touch was slow, sliding over center more to slowly work you up rather than to tease, like easing into a warm bath. “Thank you, mommy.”

“Of course, baby. You earned it for how hard you worked.” Her continued praise left you hiding your giggles in her chest, a dumb smile stamped on your features as Wanda dipped her first finger past your entrance. Rarely was Wanda this affectionate with you during sex, but she’d have to remember to do so more often, if only for how cute you looked right now. “I think someone likes being told they did a good job.”

“Maybe a little?” Your love of her acknowledgement was well known, there was no use denying it, but your sleepiness put you in a sillier mood— one that in turn rendered you more playful.

Oddly enough tonight, Wanda also happened to be relaxed enough to feed into it. “Something tells me it’s more than a little.” She fingered you open steadily, no rush to her movements, content to keep her mission slow for the time being. “If how desperately you’re squeezing my finger is any clue, you like it a lot…”

You mumbled some noncommittal response, squeaking as Wanda pushed further. It was way too little, but you were unwilling to speed up whatever the two of you had fallen into, much more interested in letting Wanda do what she pleased and seeing where it went. “Fine, I do like it when you tell me you like the work I do..”

“Good girl!” This time when she kissed you, she tugged your lip between her teeth, sucking at it until the red matched the flush of your cheeks. She was so happy to have someone who caught on quickly and so easily accepted doing things her way; Natasha always put up a fight, you were a lovely change of pace. “What else would you like? Another finger?”

“Yes! Yes please!” Pretending not to be interested in that suggestion would only hurt you, the much desired stretch of her long digits too tantalizing to pass up. Low on willpower, you easily went docile, letting Wanda’s care drive away the day’s anxieties.

You wiggled happily as her second finger joined the first, legs spreading as far as you could get them. Maybe you were being terribly obvious, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care when this was exactly what you’d longed to come home and experience. “I still would’ve made you take off your clothes, but if you needed this, you could’ve asked.”

Wanda thrusted into you harder now, bottoming out each time and like clockwork your moans came in tandem. She was so deep, you already felt so full, but still your hips rocked into her hand, unabashed in trying to find the perfect angle. “Wanted you all night.. To have you hold me and make me feel good.”

It was true; falling into bed naked would almost always lead to something like this, but the how was forever a fun surprise. Wanda misjudged your ability to plot this out, but wouldn’t apologize for her predictable handsy nature; what fun was having a girlfriend if she couldn’t keep her hands on you whenever she pleased?

“And you didn’t feel like asking so you figured you’d wait for me?” Wanda’s fingers curled and you nodded frantically, both answering her question and encouraging her to keep going. She did it again and again, letting her fingers stay put while your desperation grew; Wanda wasn’t particularly bothered by your little con, but she’d hate to let you fully get over on her.

Free hand traveling from your backside to your chin, Wanda grabbed your face and tapped your temple, forcing your attention. “Look at me if you’re going to properly own up to your trickery.”

Meeting Wanda’s gaze was nearly impossible with how turned on you were, her sharp green eyes against her soft, makeup free face was just so.. beautiful— and you’re hopeless with pretty women. “I’m sorry, mommy. Can I still cum?”

“You’re bold enough to think you were ever allowed without asking?” Once in a while Wanda feared Natasha was right: she bent too easily whenever it came to you. Judging as her voice may sound, Wanda wouldn’t have thought twice about letting you carry on. With how distracted she’d become with your darling behavior, the biggest reprimand would’ve been a pat on the back before letting you fall asleep on her chest as if she’d never set a single rule for you.

Wanda hated admitting Nat was right. “Don’t tell me you’re too tired to remember how to behave.”

“No! No, I’m not, please!” Wanda might’ve been in bed before you’d arrived, but she was far from asleep and while your version of playful was sweet, hers could easily be brash. She’d discovered your plan, fine, but you hadn’t planned for Wanda feeling anything but surprised. If she wanted to, your girlfriend would torment you for hours. Enduring any kind of punishment tonight would be torturous in your already exhausted state. “I wasn’t, I promise!”

“I know, baby, I know,” she cooed, kissing your quivering lips. You whined into her mouth as her hand sped up, as if Wanda suddenly decided to hurdle you towards orgasm, and your poor fatigued brain had to fight to keep up. “Sometimes you just get so sleepy and it’s hard to remember to ask out loud, yeah?”

It was an excuse both of you leaned on, you to appear like you hadn’t meant to overstep and Wanda to be able to point at your sleep deprivation when Natasha inevitably asked why you felt so emboldened to act out in the next few days.

“I forgot, I’m sorry… won’t do it again.” The gentleness of her words always charmed you, seeing Wanda’s soft side that was reserved for only you and her wife turning you on effortlessly. “Please, so close…”

Her thumb rolled over your neglected clit and your entire body shuddered, clinging onto Wanda as tight as you could. Fortunately for her, you didn’t have enough strength to restrict her breathing. “I wish you could feel how soaked my hand is right now, poor messy thing. If I let you cum, will you make those pretty noises I love hearing?”

“I’ll do whatever you want,” The words came out smashed together, too preoccupied with Wanda curling her fingers in sync with her thumb, setting a pattern so mind numbing you didn’t realize your eyes had rolled back until the brunette dug her nails into the nape of your neck— nor did you hear Natasha walking through the door.

“How many times have I warned you not to promise her that?”

You startled at the extra hand on your head as it ruffled your messy hair before holding you still enough to kiss your temple. Natasha smelled earthy, like she’d been hunting in the woods; a stark contrast from where you last talked to her at the bar downtown. “Three hours ago when I saw you, you told me you felt dead on your feet, but refused to be sent home too early. Is Wanda keeping you up?”

“Yes, b-but I…” All at once you were keenly aware of how vulnerable you looked laid limply on Wanda, begging to cum as pitifully as a neglected pet. Nat had seen you like this and worse too many times to count, but being caught right on the edge left you shy.

“But she came home looking for it,” Wanda finished for you, pinching your thigh before you tried to pin your wanton display all on her. “Pajamas were too hard for our hard-worker to get to, but she wanted to sleep with me so she went with nothing because she’s smart enough to know it’s better to give me what I want.”

“More like I’ve taught her how to choose her battles when it comes to you.” The redhead didn’t force you to pull your gaze from where you hid your face in Wanda’s chest, choosing to smooth out the stray hairs she’d given you and while the gesture was sweet, both women pretty much babying you was overwhelming.

She wasn’t wrong, having learned either firsthand or from Nat’s instruction what was worth challenging versus when compliance was mandatory; she insisted there’d be a day when she could break Wanda of her bed linen obsessions. Both reasons your bosses gave you sounded submissive to one or the other, there was no use in acting tough when they were currently fawning over you like a lost lamb…

Silly as you were, you tried. “I was just sleepy.”

“Yeah? So sleepy you were begging for my fingers? Don’t try telling me you just wanted to sleep on them.” The idea shouldn’t have affected you as much as it did, but you were adjusting before you could convince yourself not to, pushing Wanda’s fingers deeper where they’d retreated from your entrance. Nat couldn’t see it, but Wanda could feel the subtle movement, digits brought back into wet warmth you were suddenly intent on denying existed and it occurred to her then you had a bit of a stubborn streak as well.

Nothing she and Natasha couldn’t conquer though. “We just had a little chat about being upfront about what you want. Surely you’d tell me if all you wanted was to go to bed, sweetheart.”

But you were too busy throwing the comforter over your head, shrouding yourself from head to toe. “You started touching me.”

Wanda and Natasha’s dual bombardment was dizzying, enough to leave you fighting not to grab Wanda’s wrist and move it yourself. They were too observant, knew exactly what buttons to push when you were in a certain headspace; when you came home stressed like tonight, they’d seen how much better off you were after you let go, but often you needed a little help getting there.

Wanda got you close, but Nat’s sudden appearance threw you off and now she was back to square one. It wasn’t any lack of security around her -you loved Nat as much as you did Wanda and always felt safe with both of them- you, again stubbornly, always wanted to feel like you were impressing the redhead. The couple joked about it often, how quick you were to turn to Natasha and search her typically stoic face for any sign of amusement; with even the faintest hint of a smile the pair swore they saw hearts fill your eyes. “She’s had enough of you, Wanda. Give her a break.”

“Oh boo hoo,” Wanda scoffed, sticking her tongue out at the woman standing next to her, “you always go so shy around her, wanting to look cool. She can be just as submissive as you are right now, trust me.”

“I am not!” There were some things you’d see less than a handful of times in your life; a submissive Natasha was one of them.

“There you go, denying it just as hard as this one.” Wanda laughed loud enough to jostle you, chest bubbling with laughter under your hot cheek. She went back to rubbing your back with one hand, trying to comfort you amongst her blatant enjoyment of your predicament. Still her fingers stayed between your legs, stroking your folds lazily and confirming it was the very mortification you suffered that soaked you further.

Natasha made your same mistake, presuming Wanda was too preoccupied to bother with her sheets; she got as far as a welcome home kiss from her wife before a warning once over wordlessly directed her to get rid of her dirty leather jacket and scuffed jeans. “Yeah yeah, I’m going to change. Worry about that wiggly thing you’ve got weighing you down. I think you’ve summoned a blanket creature.”

“Aww, mommy’s little ghost,” she mocked, nuzzling her head atop yours before setting her wrist back to work. You’d been on the brink of something so blissful just moments before, it was all too easy to bring you back there. Even if you insisted on hiding from her and Nat now. “What’s the matter? You were just fucking yourself silly on my hand.”

“Nuh uh,” You wanted to sound more defiant than you had, but your voice sounded shaky and small. The futile attempt only brought more laughter to the pair, having unwittingly become their nightly entertainment.

“No? You’re not a very good liar.” One of Wanda’s most prominent shortcomings was her impatience, a facet that heavily influenced when you and Natasha backed off and let her be. Not only did you forget to account for that now, you’d taken her earlier gentleness for granted instead of recognizing it for the reward it was: two missteps you were too dazed to notice drew on her fragile patience.

“If you admit it, I’ll drive you wherever you want tomorrow.” She was trying so hard to stay careful with you despite how close she was to the end of her own rope, but all you came back with was a bullish shake of your head. “We can get your favorite pizza and try out that milkshake bar you keep trying to drag us to-”

“Oh yes, surely bargaining with your brat of a ghost will make her behave better!” Nat must’ve wandered into the closet based on how far away she sounded, too far to argue with even if you did want to dig yourself a deeper hole by defying both your girlfriends.

“Shut up, Tasha, you’re such a pain.” It was a muttered jab, Wanda now bored of arguing and your withdrawal. So what if she had to coax you into it, she missed watching your sweet, unguarded face fall apart before her. She tried not to hold it against you too much; obviously you were so worn out you didn’t know what to do with yourself, but she couldn’t shake her annoyance completely.

Playing nice wasn’t working anymore; maybe you’d settle faster if she let you be as invisible as you’re pretending. “She wasn’t difficult until you got here. I think showing off to you so much is making her pick up bad habits.”

“I don’t have bad habits- fuck…!” She shut you up with a too far thrust, fingertips pressing painfully deep. You weren’t a brat, not to Natasha and certainly not to Wanda, tired hips finally trying to match the latter’s motions just to prove you were ready to be cooperative again, but you’d blown your chances for Wanda’s grace and now she wasn’t listening.

Despite your denial, Wanda let you finish for the sole purpose of making you feel how obvious of a lie you’d spun. “Ignore me all you want, but we all know what your needy little cunt was after.”

You were certain she’d shove you off, roll you over, something with how she might as well have spat her last sentence at you, but instead of the absence of her, you got more. Wanda didn’t let up for a second, pistoning in and out all while settling into a casual conversation with her wife who’d just flopped down on the opposite side of the bed.

“I-I’m…” Oh. Wanda’s thumb brushed over your neglected clit like it was nothing more than a fidget toy, flicking back and forth while you fought a losing battle over control of your body. You pawed at her clumsily, legs scrambling for purchase as you tried to lift up for just a second and break free, but all your struggles were no match for Wanda’s strength. “Mommy?”

No response. For you, at least. Wanda was busy locking lips with Natasha, a quick squeak of her own pulled as Nat nipped along the corners of her mouth. “I wish you could’ve seen all of the costumes today, Tasha. I sent pictures, but with no text back I assumed you were busy all day.”

She had to hear you, impossible to miss with how you not only called out her name repeatedly but kissed apologies along her sternum, pleading for acknowledgement. And yet, Wanda didn’t seem to spare you a single thought. Her hands stayed firm on either side of your lower half, one splayed over the small of your back to keep you still and the other inspecting an ever-growing mess, the heavy drag of her so intense you were toeing the edge of a second climax within minutes.

If Natasha paid you any mind, you couldn’t tell, but her sympathy was rare, always the one warning Wanda against being too forgiving. Her current affection was the only thing keeping Wanda from snapping on you entirely though, knowing as much as she was focusing on getting you ready for bed, Wanda was fighting sleep too and it was making her moodier by the second. “You should’ve taken my text back as a reminder that I don’t wear Halloween costumes, sneaky wife of mine.”

Great, both her partners chose to be difficult tonight. “Why can’t either of you just listen to me?”

“Ohh look who’s a brat now, Wanda. Do you hear yourself?” Nat was muffled from where you were under your blanket shield, but her snark was still clear as day.

Wanda took her mounting frustrations out physically, cruelly pulling her hand away and wrenching out of Natasha’s reach mid-kiss. The two of you shared a disappointed whine, immediately suffering the consequences of your actions, but Wanda didn’t care. “It’s for a few hours for one night! It won’t kill you, I gave you an outfit once before-”

“Put your hand back, mommy, I was so close!”

“Don’t interrupt me when I’m talking. You know better.” Wanda did return her hand in the form of a rapid succession of slaps, the thick, wet sounds of her open palm meeting your soaked, puffy core humiliating you beyond belief. It hurt, yes, but as the sting lingered it only stoked your desire for her further and as you pinned your lover’s hand between you and her thigh, you found you hadn’t lost a single bit of your need.

Learning from your mistake, you didn't push her, whining and pathetically getting yourself off while Wanda went back to coercing Natasha into Halloween fun. Obedience won you back some favor, three fingers now stretching you ruthlessly, second orgasm hitting you by surprise and bleeding straight into the third.

Somewhere around then was where you lost track of their conversation, Wanda and Natasha bickering back and forth slowly being drowned out by the ever-louder ringing of your ears. Your muscles went slack, jaw hanging open, drooling onto her wrinkling pajama shirt as you relented to Wanda’s torture and the pleasure she kept you so hooked on.

“Too much- I can’t, I can’t..!” You stammered out, fisting the mattress in a desperate plea for mercy. Everything ached, but you felt as though you were flying, soaring high above the house and into the dark city skies— and oh how you longed to fall right back into Wanda’s arms.

The older woman backed off almost too easily, returning to the gentle caresses she’d started with, “My hand’s tired, honey.”

You thought that’d be the end of it, that you’d stay here until you sailed into pleasant dreams, but then you were being rolled over and instead of hitting the mattress, your back met the sturdy warmth of Natasha’s lap. Relaxing there was all too easy, head rolling back onto her shoulder, moving without resistance as Nat’s fingers took hold of your chin and turned it until she could kiss you, deep and greedy. “Look at you, all fucked out already… Wanda, what’d you do to her?”

“Nothing she didn’t enjoy, whether she admits it or not. ” How Wanda managed to find her way to her knees so quickly was beyond you, but you didn’t have it in you to question. Lacquered nails slowly scratched over your pelvis where you still felt so tingly while Natasha took the opportunity to massage your newly exposed breasts, four hands exploring your exhausted body.

It was the same type of adoration you’d hid from earlier, but you were long past shying away now. You’d had more than enough of being ignored for a good while. “Hold her for me while I finish, you know how I hate messes in bed.”

Eyes you could barely manage to keep open peered past where Nat was groping you to see Wanda tie her hair back before settling onto her stomach, shuffling forward until she was close enough to nuzzle her cheek into your soft thighs. When she kissed your clit, you mewled, oversensitive from Wanda’s earlier abuse. “Mommy.. hurts..”

“Hush, baby, I’m only cleaning you up. I’d never hurt you,” Wanda whispered it so lovingly you had no choice to concede, discovering in the next second that even if you wanted to close your legs you couldn’t, Natasha’s own holding yours apart. She licked and sucked carefully, lulling your tired brain back into blissful nothingness.

The last thing you remember is Natasha’s deep voice right in your ear, your nipples caught between her calloused fingers as she rolled them in time with her wife’s tongue lapping at your leaking entrance. “Go to sleep, little dove, we’ll tuck you in safe and sound… and I promise to wake you up when I’m done with mommy.”

#I had to finish formatting this at work on my phone so if you see any issues uh… no you don’t 💖#private hire au #wandanat x reader #wandanat x reader fic #wandanat x reader smut #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #maximotts kinktober #kinktober #motts writes.

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thelastpuppyboygirl · 3 months

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YES !! YES !!!!!! AHAHAAAA YESSSS !!!!

my personal headcannons for the loveliest of lovely little guys <3333

extra info + flags!!

randy: (pan and agender)

-fibromyalgia for sure, trauma does shit things

-probably needs a cane or something similar to aleviate pain (doesn't think he's ill enough to need one, absolutely is)

-if he gets high please treat him like a fish in an aquarium, probably would hate the lack of control

-flushes really easily, and constantly clammy

-if you put a blanket on his head he'll fall asleep

-narcolepsy

-loves the feeling of a nice, heafty, soft quilt and a hot cocoa on a cold afternoon...

oliver: (trans, gay and demiromantic!)

-has a stuffed animal collection 100%

-probably picks up a million different projects only to put them down, a new hyperfixation every week kinda guy

-him being a stoner is basically cannon but, in specifics he seems like a bong or joint guy to me, would let u smoke the first hit (bc he's nice)

-rollerskate date :]

-glasses to at least semi help his shit 'eye' (optical sensor) and lack of depth perception (they can only do so much though)

karen: (nonbinary, lesbian)

-doesn't particularly care about gender as a concept

-has a bunch of tassles and cords in her house she has braided

-can't keep a plant alive to save her life, has mourned at least 20 house plants, has a fake one (somehow dies too)

-mitski.

-the biggest sweet tooth out of the group

-will lock herself away for hours and hours, sometimes an entire day or two, just creating. only to come out of a hole haggard and exhuasted with her New Horse Drawing.

-hEDS, uses a walker to get around!

Norm: (questioning/bi ?)

-writer (how the hell else wouldn't he go absolutely bonkers all alone, other than having a goal and spite i guess)

-uses coffee to live, but definitely enjoys tea in his free time

-probably learned archery at some point

-whittles little sculptures to pass the time (made karen a little wooden horse sculpture once)

-randomly schedules cook outs/junctions when he's feeling lonely and isolated

-he would absolutely take the will graham route and end up with 20 fucking stray dogs out of a deep empathy and then wake up one day and realize the mess he got himself into.

-grilldad. (duh)

phonegingi: (genderfluid, polyamorous, pan)

-gender? yes.

-sexuality? yes.

-will consume your clothes if you are not careful with your gingi Care instructions. (taking little nibbles is okay as a treat)

-if weed is consumed it basically acts as a horrifically strong catnip, and it will get the zoomies and make it everyone's problem

-purrs

-pays really good attention to detail stuff, and its brain is basically a filing cabinet. but big events are basically a blur

-gets SUPER !! fluffy during the winter and there's an awful period where it's shedding and it's...super patchy and silly lookin

-me and the bitches i pulled by being HORRIFYING and lovely,,,,

bigfoot: (aroace. i don't take criticism.)

-banana,,,

-genuinely pretty attentive and smart

-becomes a painter because he is INSPIRED ! by his friend karen

-absolutely splendid lad

-i wanna live in a world where one of his passions is making and wearing silly hats, please, PLEASE

-karen showed him mitski,,,god help him he's sad now

-knitting,,,he knit giant banana,,,,

#dialtown fanart #randy jade #oliver swift #karen dunn #norm allen #phonegingi #bigfoot dialtown #dialtown #dialtown hc

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theemissuniverse · 8 months

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“TROUBLED HEARTS” LIU KANG X SORCERER FEM!READER

SUMMARY : You are Quan Chi’s daughter. A powerful Cambion (half human/half demon) sorcerer. After you find out your father killed your mother, you join Earthrealm’s side. Liu Kang wins the Mortal Kombat tournament. This is two weeks after the tournament

A/N : “havent I seen this before???” Yes. This was originally with my OC Mal but I’m making it to a reader now because well, it’s gonna do better if I make it into a reader

A/N : THIS WAS SO ANNOYING TO WRITE IN SECOND PERSON. Y’ALL BETTER LIKE THIS UP (there may be mistakes bc I literally had to rewrite this)

WARNINGS : (MDNI), praise, f receiving oral, fingering, probably some other stuff I forgot

MASTERLIST

A lot of people questioned why Liu Kang was in love with you. A lot. You were polar opposites. Liu Kang was humble while you were cocky. Liu Kang was nice while you were cold. Liu Kang didn’t exactly have a sense of humor and you were one of the funniest people anyone could ever know.

Liu Kang couldn’t describe the connection he had with you. It was like everything with you made sense. It was also very obvious because Liu Kang always treated you with love and care (even though you didn’t need it.) All felt right in the world when he was surrounded by you.

Not only were you polar opposites, you came from different worlds. You were Quan Chi’s daughter. A Cambion (half human and half demon) who was a powerful sorcerer. You first met when you were sent on a mission to kill Liu Kang.

Kung Lao could see the puppy dog eyes on his friend’s face and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He was annoyed that Liu Kang hadn’t made a proper move on you yet. “She’s literally standing right over there.”

You were at the temple, helping train someone. You had been on Earthrealm’s side since the tournament and you finding out that Quan Chi killed your mother. You typically helped trained people since you were the most skilled fighter.

You were also injured from the fight you had with your own father. You were weaker than you once were so you had to be careful with fighting.

Now that you were here Liu Kang had the perfect opportunity and he was blowing it which made Kung Lao irritated to no end. “You guys haven’t had a normal conversation since the tournament ended.”

Liu Kang thought it was best to keep his distance. It wasn’t because he was ashamed of his feelings. He more so just thought that you wouldn’t feel the same way and he didn’t want to go through that heartbreak. “What do you want me to do Kung Lao?”

“I don’t know? Do something about it! I’m sick of you moping around here.”

Liu Kang just sighed. “I don’t want to ruin what friendship we have.”

That’s when an idea popped in Kung Lao’s mind. He smirked at the thought of it. “You’re right.” He tapped Liu Kang’s chest. “It probably wouldn’t work out between the two of you anyway.”

Liu Kang did not expect this. In fact, he was confused. Kung Lao was just begging for Liu Kang to “make a move” and all the sudden the idea was shot down like that. “What do you…”

He couldn’t even finish his sentence because Kung Lao was already walking towards you. You had finished training with the woman. “Not better than me but you know - you still kicked ass.”

The woman who was used to your comments rolled her eyes. “Thanks, (Y/N).”

She walked away. You dapped your forehead with the towel looking for sweat when you had seen Kung Lao walk over to you. “If you’re coming over to train - I will kick your ass.”

Kung Lao chuckled. After the tournament, the two of you had became really good friends so it was normal for you to joke around like this. “Please. You could not beat me if you tried.”

“Watch out, Lao. That pride will get you in trouble.”

Liu Kang watched as the two of you shared a laugh. He raised a brow. He didn’t understand what Kung Lao’s intentions were but he was going to find out. He made sure to come closer to them but not too close where he could be detected.

“Pride is my biggest strength.” Kung Lao looked you up and down, making it very obvious he was checking you out. “I feel that it is yours too.”

You noticed but did not say anything. If it was anybody that you had liked - for example - Liu Kang - you would have instantly flirted but you did not view Kung Lao romantically. Sure, he was an attractive man. A very attractive man but he was not the man for you. “You felt right.” You started to walk towards the bench so you could get a sip of your water. “As much joy your company brings me…” You spoke with sarcasm. “You did not come here to talk about Kombat.”

Kung Lao pulled off his smirk. “I like direct women. All right. I feel as though we have not gotten a chance to catch up since the end of the tournament.”

You would be lying if you said you weren’t intrigued by this statement. Kung Lao had confidence, yes but he was never really the type to out right flirt with a woman. Not unless Johnny Cage was possessing him. “Oh? And why would you like to catch up?”

“Isn’t it obvious what I’m asking?”

“I like direct men.” You threw back in his face. You were interested. Not in him but the way Kung Lao was going about this. Something had just felt off. “So spit it out.”

“I like you. You’re one of the most powerful women I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful, smart and are the only one that can match my wit. Friends doesn’t feel enough with you.”

Liu Kang gritted his teeth. He knew what Kung Lao was doing. Liu Kang was a patient man. A very patient man. Not only that but it was very hard to invoke jealousy within him. Very hard.

Not with you though. Maybe it was because he thought deep down with his flirtatious nature that you would want Kung Lao.

It just made him mad because Kung Lao was like a brother to him.

You tilted your head. A quick scoff left your mouth. Not only were you uninterested - you were also upset. From the very moment you had met Liu Kang, all you had done was flirt with the man. All that effort you put into him and his best friend decides to make a move on you?

“You? Kung Lao? Want me? The woman you haven’t even showed the slightest bit of interest to until recently? Me?” You took a couple step towards him. “Scratch that. You believe that you - Kung Lao - are worthy enough to even get with someone like me?” A laugh erupted from you. “You are even lucky you are breathing the same air as me.”

Kung Lao wasn’t going to back down though. Not until Liu Kang manned up and stopped him. “Fight for it.”

You raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. “Fight for it?”

“You win, I’ll leave you alone about it. I win, you have to let me take you on a date.”

The proposition made Liu Kang’s eyes light up. No. You were already weak. Yes, you were in shape to train with people that did not know Kombat. Kung Lao was skilled in Kombat meaning he could actually injure you.

It wasn’t even about Kung Lao flirting with you anymore. It was about your safety. Liu Kang quickly stepped in.

“Fight? Absolutely not.”

You turned to the new voice in the conversation. Liu Kang. He had been avoiding you for some time now which made you completely annoyed. You had no interest to deal with him right now. “Were you listening in on our conversation?”

Kung Lao started to chime and when he turned to his friend. “Yes, Liu Kang. Were you?”

Liu Kang rolled his eyes slightly before responding, ignoring it. “Your father weakened you. The fight is not on the same playing field. You could get hurt.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Relax Liu-Liu. I’m a powerful sorcerer. I got this.” You turned back to Kung Lao. “Let’s do this.”

Kung Lao smirked. The two of you got into your fighting positions. Liu Kang shook his head, knowing this was a dumb idea.

You threw the first punch. Kung Lao blocked it with ease. Kung Lao threw the second but you had also blocked it with ease. The pattern continues until you did a spin kick, kicking him in the stomach. He doesn’t knock down to the ground.

You motion your hands for Kung Lao to come at you. Kung Lao jumps when you tried to leg sweep him. He goes to kick you but you do a backflip to dodge it. You hit Kung Lao in the chest but he hits you back, knocking you on your back.

You hissed in pain. Liu Kang shook his head. “Alright. You two made your point.”

“I didn’t concede.” You got back up quickly. This time Kung Lao makes it a point to motion for you to come at him.

You try to kick him. He quickly catches your leg and throws you. You do a flip in the air and lands on your feet. The two of you go punch for punch, blocking. That was until you smacked Kung Lao across the face, so hard that his nose started to bleed.

Kung Lao felt his nose. You smirked at him. He then took his hat off. You knew that now he would use the hat as his weapon. “Kung Lao…” Liu Kang warns.

He doesn’t listen. He tried to jab you with it. You dodged it. He did it again and you quickly dodged. He tried to sweep your feet with it but you jumped over it. That’s when he went for your stomach. He slightly sliced your chest and pushed you to the ground.

“Stop!” Liu Kang yelled.

Kung Lao held the hat to her chin and made you look at him. “Say it.”

You hated that he had won but you didn’t have anymore fight in you. Liu Kang was right. You were weak. “I concede.”

Kung Lao lowered the hat. “By the Elder Gods.” Liu Kang mumbled and went to your side. “Are you alright?”

You cracked your neck as if you didn’t receive a scratch on you. “I’m fine, Liu Kang.”

“Let me see.” Liu Kang lifted your shirt slightly. A big slash was on your chest. He angrily turned to Kung Lao. “I told you to stop.”

Kung Lao rolled his eyes at Liu Kang’s reaction (even though this is what he wanted.) “She’s the most powerful sorcerer. She’ll be fine.” He turned to you. “And looks like you owe me a date.”

“I guess so…” You mumbled before standing up from the ground.

Liu Kang was beyond mad. Was he annoyed about Kung Lao flirting with you? Very much. All that flew out the window when you got hurt. Not only that but Kung Lao had zero feelings for you so he was just toying with you. For what? For Liu Kang to admit his feelings for you?

“Are you out your mind?” Liu Kang questioned him. “She is not fully healed yet. Now, you delayed her to heal more. For what? To go on a date with a woman you don’t even want to have?”

You raised an eyebrow at what Liu Kang said. You were confused. What was he exactly talking about?

Kung also wasn’t mad. This was all part of his plan. He had to play like he was though. “Oh, because you seem to care about her. Haven’t you been ignoring her for weeks?”

“That is not the point.”

“It is, Liu Kang. I don’t understand why you care so much. Explain to me - no - explain to the both of us why you care so much.”

Liu Kang took in a deep breath. He was usually a patient man. A man that didn’t get so easily bothered but the overwhelming feeling of love was suffocating his heart. He loved you. This was more than being the persona of the “humble easy going monk.” “I won’t let you mess with her feelings.”

“I won’t if you say it.”

You waved your hand as if you were in a classroom. “Um! Hello! Standing right here!”

Liu Kang glared at him Kung Lao. How dare he try to get him to admit his feelings on his time? “No.”

“Say it.” Kung Lao demanded.

Liu Kang looked at Kung Lao then at you. You looked beyond confused and you were about to be even more confused. Instead of saying anything, Liu Kang cupped your face and kissed you.

You stood there in absolute shock. Kung Lao’s eyes had widen. He definitely wasn’t expecting that. Liu Kang quickly pulled away. Kung Lao smirked before crossing his arms. “Or you can do that.”

You looked between the two men. “Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on.”

No turning back now. “Kung Lao asked you on a date to get me to confess my feelings for you.”

“Annnd it worked. I am a genius. Sorry about the scratch (Y/N). I’ll leave you two to it.” Kung Lao started to walk away. He turned around like he remembered something. “Oh and (Y/N). I wouldn’t date you if you were the last woman on Earth.”

You flipped him off and he laughed. Kung Lao finally walked away and Liu Kang signed. “Come here.” He took your hand and led you all the way to his room. He helped you sit on the bed.

Liu Kang got his medic supplies and walked back over to you. “Lift up your shirt.”

“Do I have to lift it up or is Kung Lao going to come up with a ridiculous plan to convince me to take off the shirt?”

Liu Kang felt guilt in his bones. He did not want you to find out his feelings for you the way you did. Not at all. You deserved better than that. Liu Kang sat on the bed. “I’m sorry about all this…Kung Lao had no right to manipulate your feelings.”

It was at that moment you let out a laugh. “Me? Feelings for Kung Lao? Not even in an alternate timeline. I’m so glad I don’t have to go on a date with him.”

Liu Kang did feel relieved that you had no feelings for Kung Lao. You just took off her shirt instead of lifting it up. You were the most attractive woman he had ever met.

He started to treat your wound. Silence filled the air. Even though you were relieved the date with Kung Lao wasn’t real, she was still pissed off about one thing. “Why didn’t you man up and tell me you had feelings for me before?”

Here the conversation was going. The talk Liu Kang was dreading about. “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I thought if I confessed my feelings for you…you wouldn’t feel the same way.”

You understood. You too, despite your sarcastic quips, appreciated the friendship you had with Liu Kang and you didn’t want to take it away. “I come with a lot of baggage, Liu. Daughter of Quan Chi. Half demon and half human. Mad all the time. I mean in Kitana’s words I’m Earthrealms biggest problem.”

It was no secret that Kitana and you didn’t get along. Nobody really understood why but it was clear that the two of you didn’t like each other’s character.

The mention of Kitana made Liu Kang sigh. “Kitana does not know you like I know you. I love everything about you. All parts. Even the dark ones.” He cups your face, wanting you to take in everything he was saying. “There is not a line in the world that I wouldn’t cross for you. Not a time in your life I would not be there for you. Not a thing in this universe that can pull me away from you. You have been there for me when I could not be there for myself and I cherish that. I cherish all parts about you.”

Growing up in the Netherrealm and Earthrealm switching between both worlds, you hadn’t got much love. Ever. You were so scared of love. That it would ruin you. The way Liu Kang spoke sounded like he had all the love for you in the world. And that made up for everything.

It took a lot for you to cry. A lot. Somehow tears were falling down your face. “Are you trying to get me to fall in love with you? Because it’s working.”

Liu Kang chuckled a little. He gently wiped away your tears. “Love is kind, love is not selfish. It is beautiful. Love is not cowardice or cruel. Love is the very thing in the universe that binds you to that person. I want to be your person.”

Anything that came out of Liu Kang’s mouth, he made it sound good. “I want you to be my person too.”

Liu Kang’s eyes darted down to your lips. He licked his lips. He wanted nothing more than to taste your lips. Give in to it.

You decided to make the first move. You cupped the left side of Liu Kang’s face and kissed him. Liu Kang didn’t hesitate to kiss you back. It was like paradise. True and utter paradise.

You moved your lips in sync with each other. The kiss easily started to turn more sloppy but the passion was still there. You pushed Liu Kang lightly on the bed which he accepted. You got on top of him and began kissing all over his neck. Liu Kang moaned slightly at this. He shouldn’t have been shocked at how fast things were heating up. This was you.

He wanted to continue. He truly did but you were injured. “(Y/N), you’re still injured.”

Tou pulled away from his neck and looked at him directly in his eyes. “Which is precisely why I need a reward for all the bullshit I’ve been dealing with.” Your hands started to travel down to his black sweats. You started to rub him through the pants. “And I like this reward.”

Liu Kang didn’t think he would get used to her straightforwardness. You quickly leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Then at least lay back and let me do all the work.”

“Fine. Take the fun out of it.” You flopped on his bed dramatically causing Liu Kang to let out a chuckle.

It wasn’t just because of your injury. He just wanted to please you. He got on top of you and unbuttoned your pants before pulling them down. Next to go was your underwear.

You were not expecting for Liu Kang to go in between your legs and start sucking your clit. You gasped at the the sudden pressure and tilted your head back.

Unfortunately, because you were so dominant you had never gotten the pleasure of getting eaten out. Not in your 2,000 years of living. So, this was a new experience with you. It also put you into a different position. A submissive one.

Liu Kang held your thighs tightly in place so you wouldn’t run away. He continued to devour your pussy like it was his favorite desert. Like it was made for him.

“Oh my fucking god. Yes. Yes. Oh god. Liu.”

It only made him work harder knowing he was pleasing you. He continued to suck your sensitive bud until you started to pull on his hair. He liked it but he took it as a sign that you needed a break from him sucking so he pulled away for a moment. He used his two fingers to start rolling your clit in circles in a certain speed.

“Oh shit. Oh my fucking god.”

Liu Kang gently kissed your breasts that fitted tightly in your bra. “You look so good like this, my love.” You were actually embarrassed by how submissive you felt. You started to cover your face. He quickly pushed your hands away with the hand that was free. “Don’t cover yourself. I want to see the most beautiful woman in the world cum on my fingers.”

Oh. My. God. Where the hell did this Liu Kang come from? You moaned at his words and cupped your breasts out of instinct. “Fuck, yes.”

Liu Kang rubbed in harsher and harsher circles knowing you could take it. He watched her as she fell apart on his bed. He felt his dick grow in his sweat pants and he practically thanked himself for wearing sweats instead of pants.

You felt yourself about to come undone. How the hell were you already about to cum? Usually it took you thirty minutes. An hour tops. “Oh my god. Oh my god. I’m about to cum.”

Liu Kang didn’t dare change his pace. “That’s it. You’re almost there.”

You tried to pull Liu Kang’s away. “I want to cum with you inside of me.”

Liu Kang couldn’t help but chuckle as he kissed you neck. He didn’t move his fingers from playing with her your. “Darling, you act like we can’t keep going after you cum right now.”

Because you stopped it slightly, your high had slowed up. “Oh my god. I’m so close.” You gripped Liu Kang’s arm for support.

“Breathe in and out.” He told you. “I got you.” He felt you dig into his arms with your nails. He loved the pain.

You listened to Liu Kang and breathed in and out. Your pleasure was overwhelming. You had never felt like this before and especially never this fast. “Fuck. Please. Please. Don’t stop.”

“You can do it. I know you can. Give it to me, my love.”

Liu Kang’s words edged you to the point of no return. “Oh yes. Liu Kang. Liu. Yes. I’m cumming. Fuck.”

Liu Kang felt your clit move and more juices flowed on fingers. He rode your orgasm out until you couldn’t anymore. Then he placed the fingers in his mouth and tasted you. “I did not know you were so nasty.” You told him.

He laughed a little at her words. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Enjoy it? Oh my god. No one has ever got me to cum that fast.”

Liu Kang smiled at you. “I’m glad.” He leans over you and places a small kiss on your lips. “All I want is to make you feel good.”

“You know I never had anyone go down on me.”

“They were not real men then.”

You laughed. You started reaching to his pants. “It’s your turn.”

He shook his head. “Another time. I just want to lay down with you right now.” Liu Kang covered you with the blanket and kissed you softly on the lips.

You were about to kiss him back but a quick knock came at the door and then the door opened.

“Hey, Liu Kang, Raiden wants us to-“ When Kung Lao walked in and seen the scene before him all he could do is laugh. “Wait a minute-“

You weren’t easily embarrassed but Liu Kang was. He face palmed himself as he knew he would not hear the end of it. “Oh no…”

“We’re you two…” Kung Lao trailed off.

“Technically he was having a meal-“ You spoke but was quickly cut of by Liu Kang.

“(Y/N)!”

“What? He asked.”

Kung Lao had laughed again. “Oh my god. And who’s to say I am not the greatest match maker of all time?”

Liu Kang motioned for him to get out. “Yes, yes, yes. Now go.”

“Alright, alright. I’m going. Just don’t let the monks find out.”

You raised a brow confused. “Why?”

With that, Kung Lao turns over to Liu Kang. “She doesn’t know?”

Liu Kang scratched the back of neck before explaining. “You swear to chastity when you become one.”

Your eyes widen at this statement. “Like no sex at all? That sounds like literal hell.”

“Well, you two have fun. And next time just lock the door.” Kung Lao says before leaving the room, shutting the door.

Liu Kang flops on his back. You looked down at him. “Did I make you become a bad monk?”

“The thoughts were in my head before it was done.” Liu Kang simply told you before bringing you closer to his chest.

He finally did it. He finally got the girl.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 11 #mk #mk11 #mk 11 #liu kang #liu kang x reader #mk liu kang #mk raiden #raiden #kung Lao #mk kung lao #mk quan chi #quan chi #kitana #mk kitana #johnny cage

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dekusleftsock · 27 days

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Me personally, I’m a very big fan of how Horikoshi handled his themes around forgiveness. I love that he really hammers in that forgiveness is a choice that someone can or cannot make, and that neither of those decisions are necessarily “wrong” or “harmful”, that they’re just that. Choices.

And I realized just how much I enjoyed how he handles this because of these leaks. Like him choosing to never forgive Shigaraki for what he’s done, yet wanting to end the suffering as much as possible I feel really speaks to an experience I could never put into words. It’s so viscerally human to be angry, happy, sad; it’s human to forgive, it’s human to not. It’s human to empathize with someone you fundamentally feel shouldn’t be empathized for, and yet it is the single most prominent structure of ancient human societies. We live to empathize, it’s why we have a dog in our house, or we help heal a stranger back to health; and I don’t necessarily think is what “makes us human” bc I feel that excludes people who don’t (because they do exist and nothing is wrong with them for not doing so), but I think it does speak to a very common feeling. It’s normal to want revenge, or to be angry, or to not forgive, but it’s also perfectly normal to want to end the suffering from its source.

That’s also a prominent feature of the Todoroki family, and it’s also what made me so angry about the interpretations surrounding it. There’s nothing wrong with Fuyumi or Natsuo to respond differently to their shared father’s abuse, they’re normal and expected ways to handle one’s inner turmoil. There is healing in forgiving someone, that’s a perfectly truthful idea. But what’s also a way to heal is to simply not let someone matter in your life, you can simultaneously be angry for what they’ve done…and be perfectly fulfilled/healed.

Horikoshi isn’t telling you to forgive bad people, he’s telling you that there’s a reason behind every bad action, that empathy and shared humanity is the single most integral part to a healthy society.

And I love this EVEN MORE because Midoriya Izuku: Rising isn’t even about Izuku, it’s about how everyone else has brought him here, now. That we are one people, one society—Izuku may be the driving horse but he stands as a symbol of our shared humanity in this moment.

I wish I could find the officials rn but I’m gonna have to interpret this given what it is.

Ochako’s choice to “not wipe your slate clean” almost feels less like a “I can’t forgive you” and more like a “society won’t forgive you” statement.

Where Izuku’s or Natsuo’s choice to not forgive someone who has hurt them was a personal decision, this was more of a decision to empathize with Himiko, maybe even forgive her. I can’t help but notice that this was much more of a confession/declaration of affection for someone who has done bad things, than it was about forgiveness and mistakes.

It almost feels more like the bkdk apology if I’m honest. Both of which never have a “I won’t ever forgive you for this” statement, more like they avoid it in its entirety. Same with Rei and Endeavors conversations.

Because it is the victims choice to forgive or not forgive someone. They have as much a right to do so as anyone else.

I guess that’s why I always hated the whole “Izuku shouldn’t forgive Katsuki” take, it’s a very literal commentary on the very thing Horikoshi has written is wrong. It’s wrong to try to tell someone how they should or shouldn’t have reacted to something, you are taking away their integrity. To a certain extent you are infantilizing their ability to make choices for themself.

So it’s for this reason that my love for this series shoots to the sky at this “I won’t forgive you” moment. It’s like Izukus guilt has been lifted, that he has allowed himself to be angry or bitter at someone for wronging him or someone he loves. The mask has fallen, this is it; Izuku and Tenko, and he is being honest of his feelings.

That’s what I love most—the honesty, the anger, the relief, the love, and that these are his choices. No one can take that away from him. Not you, not I, not us.

#talking about nothing but what I love about this series is healing for me tbh #mha is so nice to experience when there isn’t a rat in your ear screeching about how Horikoshi wouldn’t agree w/you and how bad mha is #take this as you will 🫶🫶#bkdk #midoriya izuku #mha deku #bkdk brainrot #bakudeku #bnha deku #mha analysis #deku midoriya #shigaraki tenko

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sleepiexx · 1 year

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Miscellaneous Valeria Garza Hc’s (including some x fem!reader content)

To get the creative juices flowing bc this Val draft I’m writing is going to be the death of me

Valeria hates men with a fiery passion. Years of having been a woman in the military only showed her how vile they are, now she refuses to put up with their shit.

Fully believes that if you want something done right, you have a woman do it.

Definitely treats women better than men, she has empathy for them that she just doesn’t feel for men.

Lesbian fs fs

With that, I don’t actually think her and Alejandro had a romance type thing, they definitely had some form of bond but I genuinely can’t see her with a man so I think it was more platonic

But tbh I think w the passionate hatred Alejandro immediately had for her, no hesitation whatsoever, they had a rivalry

And I think they’re character foils for each other. So similar (yet so different) that all they can see in each other is the things they hate about themselves.

(The way this has been in my drafts for like forever and now that season three is out they’re calling them two sides of the same coin)

Despite her hatred of men, she still has some issues with internalized misogyny and femininity

She’s just so used to having to prove herself in a male dominated field that it’s hard to let go of those things

Won’t wear dresses, have long nails (although that could just go w the whole wlw thing 🤭), or drink fruity drinks

But she refuses to judge other girls for those things, her internal misogyny stays geared toward herself and the standards she holds herself up to.

A lot of it just translates into her being more of a masc lesbian

Anyways

Big spoon, always. No debate. Will make empty threats if you try to fight her on it.

“I will suffocate you with a pillow if you don’t stop,”

Pulls you around by the loops in your jeans, shirt collar, necklace, basically whatever she can pull on to move you places she will

Bites

TLDR: she has cuteness aggression to the max and shows her love in the strangest ways

I think she’s somewhat tall, like 5’9 or 5’10

Muscular af, I just know that turtleneck is hiding a ripped ass body

Abt her time in the military and her current feelings on it

I think when she was in the military, she got up to the lieutenant rank. Especially with the way Alejandro said she led the ambush on the son of La Araña.

She either still has her dog tags hidden somewhere because she couldn’t bring herself to get rid of them, or she threw them as far as she could in a fit of rage

If you’re in the military, she fs tries to convince you to leave and join her

“I could treat you better than any of these men”

And she means it

She means everything she says, even when she’s joking she’s dead serious.

Especially when she tells you she’d kill for you

When she allows herself to love someone, she doesn’t half ass it. She loves with passion.

You know that you are so loved when you’re with her because she makes it abundantly clear.

Overall just a rlly good partner, I’m actually in love w her.

#valeria x reader #valeria garza #valeria garza x reader #valeria garza cod #valeria cod #valeria x fem!reader #valeria garza x fem!reader #call of duty headcanons #call of duty fanfic #call of duty valeria #call of duty x reader

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 months

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WIBTA for getting jealous of a dog?

Apologies if this is hard to follow. My boyfriend and I have been dating for about a year. He’s very sweet and I love him a lot, though he’s occasionally a little forgetful/inattentive due to his ADHD (which I also have). We’re poly and I have a nesting partner that I live with, and I generally go to my boyfriends house rather than him coming to mine (my nesting partner has higher sensory needs so I try to leave the space available for her to have more quiet time).

A few months back, he started working with a new coworker, a girl, who he got along with very well. I was glad he was making a friend, and even asked him a few times if he was interested in dating her as well, to which he said he wasn’t for several reasons, the most central of which being that she was, at the time, living with an abusive ex and generally dealing with a lot. I said okay, to let me know if that changed (as far as I know it has not and that’s not where this is going). He mentioned at one point that she might have a crush on him but that he wasn’t concerned about it, so I wasn’t either.

As I mentioned she was living with an abuser, and one day my bf told me that he had invited her to come stay with him so she could get out. He had seen his father abuse his mother as a kid and it triggered him a lot to see someone else going through that, so he offered it kind of abruptly. I was overall in support of this of course, but I was still upset for a few reasons, such as that he’d said she was interested in him (he told me he realized he’d probably misread it) and his apartment is not that big, meaning she’s not only there but usually in very close proximity, as there’s not a ton of space to sit and they’re both tall. She also does have family and other friends in the area, so he’s not the only option by a longshot, but he lives closest to where they work. He noted my concerns and apologized for the abruptness, and promised to do his best to make sure I didn’t feel sidelined by her being there, which he has done.

Now, due to both her suddenly living with my boyfriend and just general personality things, I don’t really care for her. She’s a little abrasive and sometimes insulting, not to me but about ppl in general, she plays TikToks out loud at full volume when we’re watching tv (previously my bf had banned TikTok from his house entirely but I think he didn’t want to impose harsh rules on her at that point), and is sometimes overly familiar with me and I think with him (she sometimes addresses him with an “ie” at the end of his name and addressed me as “beautiful” like the second time I met her). Obviously I recognize that her personality is affected by her circumstances; the year after I left my abuser I was a lot bitchier, so I haven’t said anything to her or him. But bc of these differences, I’ve not made a strong effort to be her Friend. I’ve been…I’d say nice but I often get read as meaner than I mean to so let’s say civil, for example if I make food for the house I always make enough for her even though she often chooses not to eat with us. But I don’t like, go out of my way to converse or give her any encouraging response when she shows me videos I don’t care about.

Recently, she has started bringing her dog over to the house. The dog had previously been staying with her mother, who has a large piece of land on the water about 40 minutes out from the city (again my bf has a two bedroom apartment with a roommate and no green spaces, although there are parks nearby). I generally like dogs, though I wouldn’t say I’m a Dog Person, but I think they’re sweet overall. The only place I have an issue is with large dogs, bc I’m a very small person (im almost 30 and I’ve never broken 100lbs despite trying for years to gain weight) and if a large dog wants to jump on me to say hello I Will fall over, and if they push me or corner me I don’t have a lot of ability to push back. This dog, I’m not sure about breeds per se but I’m 90% sure she’s part lab, part pitbull, not huge but a solid dog around my size, and thus not the type I usually try to befriend, though I’ll give her a head pat if she requests one. This means we’re up to five people and one person sized dog (he had another friend lose a job and have to move abruptly so he’s also staying there) in a two bedroom apartment. I, as well as his roommate, think this is too much, and prefer when the dog is not there. But she misses her dog and my boyfriend is a full blown Dog Person, so he loooves when the dog is around, and will spent hours playing with her if she’s over. I’m not a fan of this for both the obvious reasons and bc she often knocks into things while playing and it makes me very nervous; there’s a lot of glass in his apartment and some of it is mine.

So okay the girl’s there and I don’t like her much, and sometimes the dog is there and i don’t love that either, but I’ve never said anything and done my best to control my feelings and reactions to not show annoyance (my guess is that I have about a 35% success rate at this as again, I’m often read as more hostile than I intend to come off). Id say there’s a solid chance that this girl can tell I don’t like her being there, but I’ve never intentionally made the space hostile.

Recently, she’s started this joke of referring to my boyfriend as…her dogs boyfriend? She calls him her “mans” whenever he’s playing with her and has trained her to know who she’s talking about when she refers to “her mans”. She even recently referred to her as his “main gf” which he quickly shut down, but other variations of the joke continue to come up. I do not like this joke, bc I think the girl knows I don’t like her and is trying to make me uncomfortable, but of course that sounds very paranoid. I’m trying very hard not to say anything bc like, obviously my bf isn’t cheating on me with a dog, but like, it still makes me mad that this girl who is so ingrained in his life right now is talking about her dog as if she’s his main interest.

So like, based on all the info here, WIBTA if I asked her to stop making that joke or expressed discomfort at her behavior? I know this maybe seems like an obvious one but again I’ve probably been more outward about my dislike of her than I think and I don’t want to make it seem like I don’t trust my boyfriend, bc I do, so maybe I wouldn’t be an “asshole” but I’d still be in the wrong? Idk what do yall think

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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melverie · 2 months

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Aaahhh, thank you so much for the tag @king-a-queen!! 💚💚

15 Questions Tag Game

01 - Are you named after anyone?

First name: nope Second name: yep, after my grandma

02 - When was the last time you cried?

About a week ago bc I was laughing too hard Also techinically this morning. My eyes just started tearing up a bit while I was still in bed & staring against the wall. I guess that white wall was just tugging at my heartstrings

03 - Do you have kids?

The only children I have are my OCs <3 My current beloved OCs are Aym, Marchosias (💖💖💖💖💖), and Baal; all for Obey Me

04 - What sports do you play/have you played?

So as a kid, I took MSE (self-defense) classes, I did ballet for a short while, and I played badminton. But now I'm not really doing much sports anymore. I'm occasionally working out in a sad attempt to stay healthy but that's...not working out all that well because I keep forgetting about it lol. That being said, I walk anywhere as long as it's a walkable distance away (to me, that's around 90min max), idc it's the European mindset. Der Fußbus hält überall :)

05 - Do you use sarcasm?

As if I would ever smh what are these accusations

06 - What is the first thing you notice about people?

When I pass strangers on the street, I try to look for little moments that bring them joy. That being said, 90% of the time I'm just lost in my own thoughts & have completely tunnel vision, so imagine noticing anything 😭 When I first meet people tho, it's usually the way they look at you, which tbh is a little ironic because I sometimes just cannot look people in the eyes NFDHSKGJHKSDLGS

07 - What's your eye color?

They used to be blue, but now they're more of a greyish green with a few brown spots in them

08 - Scary movies or happy endings?

Okay endings, actually! Where characters don't get the happy ending they were hoping for, and some things are still a little messy, but all in all things are okay and they finally get to breath again. Though I guess that's kind of a happy ending? lol

09 - Any talents?

My newest talent is being able to imitate the cry of an owl. My sister explained it to me earlier & once I got it to work I've been doing it non-stop until I got lightheaded 😭 Worth it tho Other than that, being able to teach myself the basics of a lot of things within a day (one of the upsides of ADHD), as well as abandoning a lot of my projects after a while because I suddenly decided to start a completely different one (one of the downsides of ADHD) I also have a real talent for writing angst. Ask any of my closer mutuals, I keep terrorizing them with my ideas (love you guys 💖) And finally: telling myself that I'll go to sleep early & then it's 5am

10 - Where were you born?

in Germanyyy fun fact: I was born more or less close to a town that has a store called 'Mephisto' lol

11 - What are your hobbies?

being insane, obviously 💚 some of my mutuals can surely attest to that lol No, but in general I enjoy writing & drawing, as well as, uhm. Randomly deciding to take up multiple really time-consuming projects, such as the OM card rec thing I did that I still need to update ahhhh, my Obey Me OC & MC ask game that originally had 200+ questions before I cut it in half out of fear of it being too long, half of my side blogs, and SOOOO many other things. <- or in short, being insane 💚 I also really love cooking & baking! Side note, if anyone wants an easy chocolate lava cake recipe, you just need to ask... 👀 Also lately it's just been romancing Thanatos in Hades because I randomly remembered that I hadn't done that yet

12 - Do you have any pets?

I used to have clownfish and a starfish, but other than that I've never had any myself. I love the dogs I dogsit with all my heart tho, and there is this cat that I sometimes meet on my way to work. She always runs up to me when she sees me and won't stop meowing until I start petting her, and last time she climbed onto my lap (I sat down in the middle of the sidewalk, I did not care lmao), she's literally the sweetest 😭😭 I also ring the doorbell for her whenever it rains so she doesn't have to stay outside lol

13 - How tall are you?

1,68m or 5'6 if I got the conversion correct lol

14 - Favourite subject in school?

Heavily depended on the teacher, but generally art class because we usually got to work on whatever we wanted with and listen to music. Also English in 9th grade, math in 10th and German in 11th because the teachers were great

15 - Dream job?

I've been thinking of translations in general/software localizition for a while now. I just love dissecting all the small differences between languages (D.D.D.s being called 'D3' my beloved), + there are so many invisble choices made when translating. You'll always lose something because every language has its little quirks and a different mindset that can't be translated directly, but you'll also gain something that the original version didn't have. It's an art form in itself, and I really love that <3 The other job that keeps popping into my mind is event mangement. I already get to organize a ton of things for my uni since I'm part of the student council for one of my two majors. It's exhausting, but also really rewarding when you have people come up to you afterwards to tell you how much fun they had!

No pressure tags for a bunch of people, hehe >:) @alpine-forget-me-nots @healersadjust @misc-magic @sweetbrier2908 @reblogs-are-the-love @shootingstarrfish @mjoria @too-much-gacha @layphie @katboykirby @ghostlyyraccoon @lost-in-lamentation @bagofwetmice @glamphantasm @wizardthesai @mellonyheart @arlatthan as well as anyone else that wants to join!

#tag game #15 questions tag games #if anyone tagged would rather answer with a different blog of theirs then go ahead! i have main/side blogs figured out for most of you lol #also if some would rather not get tagged again in the future lmk!!

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suckingsugu · 10 months

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Oh please, can I request the first time s/o rubs her nose against tecchou’s nose?

You don’t have an idea how I love tecchou’s fluff, like, everyone agrees he’s the most affectionate guy😭how I love my baby

AAHFSHSHSVSV I LOVE TECCHOU SM THIS IS SO CUTE. i had a pretty bad mental health week recently so i’m sorry for not finishing this earlier!!

nose to nose–

tecchou suehiro x gn! reader

a/n – this ask was too cute and i actually sobbed bc i love tecchou more than words can describe 🫶🏼

content – tecchou fluff, fem! reader, really just cute relationship type stuff, tecchou calls reader ‘sweetheart’ and ‘ my love ’ ,added backstory for absolutely no reason,i think that’s it! lmk if i missed anything!

synopsis – cute lil nose bumps with tecchou :)

when tecchou had first met you, he didn’t understand why his stomach felt so queasy. was it the soy sauce he’d put in his coffee? no. it couldn’t be that– he’d drank it many times before, so what was different about today?

you–a new addition to the hunting dogs– you were the only new thing about today. his daily rituals of working out during meetings, going on his own little adventures after getting a mission done a little too quickly; all of that would now be thrown off balance because you were here.

this feeling in his stomach would go away sooner or later

or– that’s what he’d thought.

even then; two months after you’d arrived into their little group of strangely strong super freaks, the weird queasiness never subsided within tecchous stomach.

the way you smiled at jouno made his stomach churn in a way that could only be described as anger, but why would he get upset over two of his coworkers just chatting? he wasn’t sure what was wrong with him, so he went to the one member of the hunting dogs who hadn’t been so wrapped up in their space; tachihara.

tecchou went up to the fake ginger and asked him simply about why his stomach burned every time you were around him, yet it also burned with anger when you talked to anyone that wasn’t him.

“i dunno man, sounds like you like her to me-”the other male shrugged. which led to tecchou realizing that he did, in fact, like you.

and that’s what led to now, three months after tecchou had so bravely walked up to you the same day he’d found out that he actually liked you and asked you for “the honor of being his girlfriend” and who were you to tell the (arguably) cutest hunting dog no?

the two of you were sat on your couch, watching another stupid movie that tecchou had picked out. he refused to watch any high tense hostage or action movies; insisting that he “hated people getting tortured for no reason”

you’d been staring at your boyfriend for the past two minutes, trying to telepathically tell him that you absolutely did not want to watch this movie anymore, but he obviously couldn’t get your wavelengths.

the male kept shoving his face full of his buttered popcorn mixed with mustard– something that had his breath smelling disgusting and you avoiding every kiss he’d tried giving you.

“ ‘hiroooo ” you whined out towards your boyfriend, which made him finally turn his attention towards you, popcorn crumbs and mustard stained over his mouth and somehow even on his nose. you could never understand how your boyfriend got so messy while eating; it was a true mystery.

“ yes, my love? ” he’d chirped out, titling his hair so his fluffy hair that you could play with for hours upon hours. “can we change it? this is so boring!”you sighed, leaning closer to him, trying to take the remote that was placed on his lap.

“but i like this–”the males words stopped short when you got closer to him. try as he might, tecchou suehiro was the type of man to basically malfunction whenever you got closer to him. his hands found their way to your waist, moving the remote off his lap, causing you to let out a groan. you were so close and of course your puppy of a boyfriend couldn’t realize what you were doing!

the male moved you onto his lap with a ease, looking up at you as you stared down at him,“ you’re so pretty, y/n.”he leaned up, going to kiss you. and even though you loved your boyfriend, you weren’t going to kiss his popcorn and mustard filled mouth.

you slightly turned, shaking your head before putting your forehead on his, rubbing your nose against his. and let me tell you, tecchou was gobsmacked.

he looked up at you with a small frown, still staying close to you,“my love, do you not want to kiss me?” he asked as you let out a laugh. “you’re breath stinks, ‘hiro. ”

tecchou was never the type to complain, so he’d take the smallest of nose rubs from you, even if it confused him for the first six seconds it had happened.

“ if i go brush my teeth, can i kiss you?” he asked softly

you never did end up getting that remote.

the ending kinda sucked, i’m sorry! but i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!

likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated, thank you!!