#lemme sit on dat face...

[iplayghoul]

𝗹𝗲𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘁. 𝗼𝗻𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗼𝗽𝗼𝗻

warnings: mentions of weed, reader is a dealer, black coded reader, strangers hooking up 🤭, squirtinggg, i like the word cock, sum dick in there too. pussy is refered to as a 'she', use of 'ma' and 'mama', p in v, thumb in ass shit, oral (f & m receiving), use of the n word

word count: 2.4k

notes: its ony's birthday! 🎂 ive come out my cocoon to deliver this delish lil smut for yall🤭 please enjoy, i havent written smut full out in a bit so! comments, rbgs wit comments all appreciated mwah

"𝗪𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝘂' 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱? 𝗣𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗿𝘆?" 𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗱. "𝗧𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘁."

"In five minutes? Oh yea', Con' I'mma do 'em up for you, real good. Mhm, you lucky Sash' my girl." Glossy lips smacked as you ended the call with Connie. Tossing your phone on your bed and heading to the small office space in your apartment. Various tools were laid out across the table. Humming a little, your lavender bunny slippers shuffling as you enter, you hook the handles of two pink glittery packets on your acyrlics. You weighed the packets again and checked the information Connie messaged you. According to Connie, his best friend 'Ony' wanted some good strains you were selling, so of course he hits you up to get the packs for his friend.

Your doorbell went off once, hurrying you to hop down the stairs, holding down your braless, pierced tits behind the thin strapped tank you had on. You peeped at who was outside your apartment, staring for a long two seconds at the buff, darkskinned man with a nose piercing and a fade. The white wife-beater paired with a grey hoodie that matched his sweats, ain't do his muscles justice either! Bejewled teeth bite back against your lips, and you swing the door open, slightly pulling your care bear themed shorts down. His lips grabbed your attention immediately.

Actually, you had to take in his presence quick. His bottom lip was a pretty pink and his top lip dark. His hands were big and so was the broadness of his shoulders. He looked a little nervous too. "You Con's boyfren'?" His lips curled a bit, "Fuck did that nigga tell you ma?" Shit. He spoke so softly you could barely hear what he had to say, only the low base of his voice helped you hear him. You bounce onto your other leg, swallowing hard, "'M just teasin', you 'Ony'?" He licked his lips and hummed with a nod, "Yea, 's Onyankopon." Not one for small talk? "Yea, come in n' lemme get it for you." You eye him and try your hardest to make small talk as he puts his hands up on your door frame, you already had to look up to see his face.

The packets were in the pockets of your shorts, really, with free stickers in 'em too! But you were not about to fumble some potentially lethal dick. You gulp feeling the softness of his body brush against yours as he accepts your invite in, the music from your speakers gracing his ears as you follow him to the living room. You pat the couch for him to sit and walk to the half bath, wasting a few seconds to 'get the packets'. With each interaction you became increasingly aware of what you were wearing. You peeped in the mirror and the heart shaped print of your nipple piercings becoming more prominent.

"Ya'know, youn' really talk dat much... or loudly, do you?" You shuffle back into the living room. He rubs above his lips and manspreads, hands moving to rest beneath the band of his sweats. "If I'm bein' deadass, I'ain got much to say, Con' ain't tell me you was cute ma. Ion really ever like raising my voice eitha'." Somehow, your body temperature just kept going up and your eyes kept drifting back to his lips. You plop down onto the couch, "You got a bitch ri-now?" He leans his head back against your couch and your peer at the way his lips purse out, and his adam's apple bobs. He seemingly manspreads wider, his large build making your couch cushions seem tiny. "Nah, why?" "Jus' wonderin'." Your lips began to feel shaky with every word. The entire encounter was like a meaningless dance around the elephant in the room. And fuck, you were gonna' fuck Constance punk ass up when this night was over. "So listen, I can give you the packets now, 'n you can pay me," You toss the packets onto the coffee table, his eyes remain trained on you. "Or, you c'n getcho dick wet." You mumbled, eyes drifting to connect with his.

A sharp inhale and you see the way his eyes open slightly to peak at you. Fat thighs squeezed together as you sat back with your socked feet up on the couch. "Don't that sound good, Onyankopon?" The way his chest rose with his breaths paused for a minute, reveling in hearing your sweet voice utter his name. His hands push further into his sweats, giving his dick a few long strokes before slipping it out his sweats. It was heavy, so heavy that he held it up for you and let it rest on his wife beater, on his belly button. Being the 'pretty dick' fiend you were meant you needed him in your mouth, immediately.

Quickly lurching forward, you press glossy lips to his pretty cock. His dusted pink tip was fat, and as his dick got darker down the shaft so did it get fatter. The nigga was HUNG, and you could mearly slide your tongue around the circumference of his cock head.

"C'mon mama, do watchu wanna do." It was enough incentive for you to swallow his dick down, relishing in the way it squished down your throat as your held your breath. With each stroke that relieved your airway you took a breath, folding your lips in to glide across his cock as globs of spit dribble across the shaft. You slurp and gag a little with each slip of his dick in your mouth, his hips gyrate and buck up. Ony keeps his eyes on you. Frowning as he interlocks his hands behind your neck, stuffing and forcing your face down on his cock. His head drops back against the couch, fucking his dick up into your mouth with heavy groans filling the room, even above the slow beats of your music. You needed him to tear your shit up within the next two seconds before you start to go crazy.

"Fuck, take all dat shit off, ma." Ony grips your jaw as he pulls you off his dick, spit dripping down your chin and lips plumped up. You wobble on your knees to stand up and undress yourself while he shrugs off his hoodie and wife beater. Tattoos decorated his pecs and arms, the dark ink prettily accentuating his melanin. He nods his head to the side, "Lay back right there, pretty." Plump pink lips pout a little but you follow his directions regardless, laying back into the cushions and spreading your legs. "Ain't nun' wrong with puttin' it in dry," you mutter below your breath when his lips connect with your clit. He mumbles something like 'don't piss me off' and his tongue is all over you.

His hands are big enough to grip the entire spread of your thigh, forcing your leg back as he worked his tongue in circles around your clit, sloppily spitting through your folds and caressing your hole with his tongue. He ate it like a starving man, his frowning and groaning into you growing more frequent as he pushes his face deeper. Your nails ghost the back of his neck, feeling the vibrations of his groans while the other played with your nipple. He tilts his head at an angle, flattening his tongue against your clit and you flinch, the electric pleasure shooting through your tummy and he smiles.

"Right there?" He peers up at you just as your eyes started springing tears. He bites down on his lips, and gives your clit a few kisses. You gasp and start pushing on his shoulders, understanding where he was going . Ony, undisturbed, curls his tongue into your clit, sucking and spitting on your cunt and maintaining the angle. Your tummy begins to tighten, clit pulsing with every lick, holding your breath and arching up into him. A sharp smack on your clit forces a cry out of you, "Stop holdin' yo' breath or imma' leave you right here," Fuck. You let out exasperated breaths as you desperately gyrate your hips into his mouth. Your clit, swollen and fat started to feel almost numb, you can't help but slap his shoulders and whine. "Shit, shit, shit— Ony, that's enough." It only edges him on, sucking up your creamy releases and forcing himself impossibly closer to you. You head was already pressed up against the armrest leaving you no escape, eyes rolling in different directions and mouth agape. Ony's mouth is latched onto you, bouncing your entire body into the couch cushions. You could only moan 'yes, yes, yes' with each rocking of your clit in his mouth.

Your toes curl and you're pushing his head into your pussy, chasing a bigger release than the one you just had. "Fuck, yeah, eat it just like that, baby," Your grip on everything begins to loosen and your lower body feels like static; milky slick squirts out of you as your body begins to relax and you hold Onyankopon's head in place as he drinks it all up. "You're fucking insane," You huff out at him when he lifts his head up to look at you, your release dripping off his nose and chin. "Watchu' said? Put dat shit in dry?" he rasped. "Turn over and put yo leg up on the seat." You give a start and look at him, feeling a mess.

"You not gon' let me recover, bitch?" He licks his lips and sits up on his knees, grabbing your ass like he was preparing to put you in position if you didn't do it. Consistently maintaining eye contact. "Don't call me no bitch," You hear him say low, "And turn the fuck over," He gives your ass a hard shove. You flop over onto your stomach, arching your ass up for some backshots, before sitting up to pull your right leg from out under you and kicking it up onto the top of the couch. You feel your inner thigh burn from the near split position, gripping onto the arm of the couch. Ony's fingers toy with your cunt and spreads you about the length of his dick, pumping it a few times before moulding circles around your clit with his tip: movements calculated. "Shit," You mumble softly, noticing the ever-increasing slip of your pussy. He slows the teasing of your clit, a large hand gripping your ass and pushing you down simultaneously. He lets his tip catch your sopping entrance, pushing in slightly and ignoring your whines as he basks in the wetness pressinh on his tip. "Ony stop playin' 'n put that shit in, God." He pulses his tip back and forth, slowly sinking deeper but not deep enough for you to even get two inches of his cock.

He whispers something lowly and you're unable to hear him. Just as you opened your mouth to ask 'Watchu sayin' nigga?', so did it hang open when he stuffed his full length into you swiftly. "Holy fuck," Was all you could force out of your mouth, his girth pushing against your walls as he sit in it. His hand spreads your ass and you feel him sink his thumb into your ass, his grip on you tightening. Your eyes already start rolling back into your head with the slight movements of his dick in you while he shifts to adjust his knees on the couch. You grip the couch hard and press your head against it when he starts using your ass to gain leverage, momentum.

"Think you c'n take sum fat dick?" Onyankopon mutters above you, the hand with his thumb in your ass slowly dragging you off his cock and back. "Yeah, yeah, gimme— gimme whatever you want, baby." You swallow, attempting to comprehend his question amidst the aching of your pussy that hungrily slobbered all over his dick. Maintaining the slow drag, he reaches down with his other hand to grip your neck, giving you a few tugs to manhandle you into a comfortable groove; before finally hammering his hips into your ass.

Ony groans and curses low while you struggle to hold onto the couch, his strong arms on your neck, forcing your ass back onto him. "Fuck! fuck— fuuuck, Ony," You let out a sob with each stroke he put on you, feeling incredibly full with just his thumb and girth combined. Your pussy was spread and aching around him, slippery and loud and nasty. "Fuck— she talkin' to me?" Onyankopon grins above you and only snaps his hips down into your ass harder, letting it sting. Your pussy was dripping, strings of slick falling from your cunt onto the couch and dripping down to tickle your sensitive clit with each stroke.

You were a mess, with every curse and 'ah!' came drool spilling from your mouth, slobbering about the couch and spreading it down to your fattened nipples. Your hand toyed with the piercing and you only felt more full, your tummy swelling more with each invasion of his dick against your walls. "C'mon take it, take it," Ony removes his hand from your neck to slap your ass hard, forcing his other thumb deeper in you, moving the other to play with your clit. White, foamy, release plops down like whipped cream onto his fingers as he rapidly and roughly guided them around your swollen clit. The same realese making his cock hot and melting in your pretty pussy, coating his every inch and forcing low moans out of him. "Ain't this watchu wanted? My dick wet as fuuuck, mama," You moan back some unintelligible response, you could barely hear the words coming out his mouth. Your entire being was totally focused on the way you began to tremble and squirt small spurts of cum gliding down your legs.

Onyankopon holds you still, hiking one of his legs up and fucking into you unimaginably deeper, sloppier, nastier. You squeal and grab his hand that's at your clit, slapping his arm and biting the softness of the couch's limb while your cry and whine. Ony ignores your attempts to tap out amidst the convulsing of your legs and hard quivering of your body. Your head was pounding now and you go completely blank for a split second, your full releases forcing itself out of you for the second time without your consent, in thick streams.

Your gasps and desperate as you attempt to get yourself together, all while Onyankopon can't help but nut deep in you before pulling out and slapping your clit a few final times with his dick. Your body refuses to move from the complicated position, Ony silently pulls your leg off the seat and carefully moves you onto your back. He wipes some tears off your fucked out face, hesitating before getting up and digging in your fridge for water before returning with two bottles. He opens one for you, feeding you the cold comfort that soothes your thoat while you hold onto his wrist.

"You straight?" He asks before leaning to dig in the pockets of his sweats and pull out a bit if cash. "Mhm," was all you could muster, watching him throw the money on the table before grabbing his phone. "Shit," He half grumbles with a soft chuckle before showing you the bright screen. Six missed calls from Connie.

#onyankopon x reader #onyankopon smut #onyankopon #aot connie #aot x reader #aot smut #aot x black reader #attack on titan #onyankopon x black y/n #aot onyankopon #onyankopon snk #onyankopon x black reader #﹒﹒﹒💗 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦: 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 💌 𓂃 !

[st0neymal0neyx0]

Do you like face sitting

I love it 🥵 lemme grind on dat face

#asks

[littlehypnone]

if youre up to it could you maybe write little rain struggling to use her crutches? maybes shes mentally struggling because shes afraid shes going to get judge for using them but she gets comforted by the others explaining to her that its okay and actually really good for her to use them

hi, absolutely! in general i think that both big and small rain can use crutches well and has no physical or mental issues with this but there must've been a start, right? so here it is, i hope you like it!

670 words, she/her little rain, anxiety and bad feelings about mobility aids, a few tears, comfort from cg swiss, everything ends well <3

The package got here not even 15 minutes ago but Rain has already slipped. She did while opening the big box, anxiety sending her down. It took months to even bring the ghoul to make the purchase and now that it got here… it was not going too well.

The crutches weren’t ugly, or anything. Quite the opposite, actually, Swiss and Zephyr, the latter being an expert in the field, helped Rain find some that didn’t look so… medical. He ordered two pairs, black and purple, and now they laid there on Rain’s desk as she stared at them with tears in her big eyes.

She was so scared. What if she became even clumsier with them? What if she’d need even more help from others? She’d certainly end up being a huge burden. What if they’d judge her? Maybe she was pretending? Yeah, she definitely didn’t need them, it wasn’t that bad, really, it–

“Rainbow?” Rain flinched hearing Swiss’ voice as he entered her room. She forgot to lock the door again, and now he would laugh at her and– “Hey, hey, Guppy, what’s wrong?”

“Swissy, ‘s ogay, go away,” she mumbled, now fully sobbing, as she curled in on herself.”

“Guppy, I can see it’s not okay,” Swiss sighed. “Can I sit next to you?”

Rain nodded shakily.

“What’s the- ah.” The multi ghoul noticed the crutches when he sat down, linking Rain’s little breakdown to them. “Overwhelmed you a bit, didn’t they?”

Another whimper, followed by a nod, “Scawry.”

“Oh, I bet it is,” Swiss chuckled. “Would you like a hug?”

Instead of answering verbally Rain threw herself at Swiss, hiding her teary face in the multi ghoul’s chest. He kicked up his body temperature a notch and wrapped his arms around her, whispering quiet reassurances. After a while, Rain’s breathing calmed down and her tears slowed. Only then Swiss spoke again, “Do you wanna tell me what’s so scary about them, Guppy?”

“‘s… ‘s jus’ dat I don’ wanna need helb,” Rain muttered into Swiss’ chest.

“You don’t wanna need help from those things or from us?”

“You, b’casue i’s annoyin’ and ‘m already a lot an–” she babbled, tears returning now that she voiced her bad thoughts.

“Hey, hey, none of that, baby!” Swiss chuckled, squeezing Rain a bit more. “You are not annoying and not a burden, never. We love you, all of us, always, and we love taking care of you. Do you think Ifrit minds having to warm up Zeph so often? Or that Mountain has a problem with having to create his weird special teas for them?”

“N– no… they love Zepf,” Rain admitted.

“Exactly! And we love you, so I don’t see anyyy problems.”

“B- but–”

“No buts, Guppy,” Swiss stopped her again. It was overwhelming, he understood that, but this was a topic for a conversation with big Rain. This little creature, that Swiss had currently a lapful of, needed to just be taken out of her head. “Anyway, I’ve got an idea.”

Rain hummed in question. “You’ve got those purple ones for when you’re little—I love that color by the way—but I still think it’s a bit too boring for you. What do you say about stickers?”

“Stickers?” she perked up. She loved stickers!

“Yeah! We can get you some fishy stickers, wouldn’t you like that?”

“Yes, Swissy, please! Can we… c’n we get a shark?” Rain brightened up now, her eyes still wet but not as sad as moments before.

“Of course we can! Lemme get my phone, we’ll look for some right away,” Swiss giggled, patting around for the device. Once he got it he settled by the headboard with Rain in his lap and they looked up different online stores with a variety of stickers of all kinds. Rain was excited now, wanted to get her hand on them and stick them on her new crutches, even if they still scared her a bit. But they would definitely be less scary all covered in fish.

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[crissiebaby]

The Padded Palace Act III: Chapter 10

DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, crossdressing, inappropriate language, humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, and other ABDL themes. Be sure to check out the link in the description if you need to start all the way back from the first chapter in Act I! I hope you enjoy!

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“Ellie, you in here?!” shouted Connor as he entered the nursery, his expression flatlining as he only found Stacy and Riri sitting apart from each other. After scouring the house for nearly twenty minutes, he was beginning to lose hope of finding the rambunctious Little on his own. He looked to Stacy, hoping to get this over with sooner than later, “I don’t suppose you’d at least tell me if she’s in here or not?”

Smirking, Stacy had no intention of telling Connor anything. “Sowwy Connow! Chus jus missed her. I fink she went dat way?...No! Dat way fo suwe,” she said as she sat atop the changing table folding herself into a new diaper, “Oh, I hope chus don mind, by da way. I wooda asked my cawegivew but he was noticeabwy missing for whadevew weason.”

Riri, on the other hand, was more than happy to help. She set down the doll she was playing with and jumped up from her seat before rushing over to tug on Connor’s sleeve. “I didn see her come in here,” she said, earning a glare from Stacy, “Buh I can hewp wook if chus wans.”

“Um…sure. Thank you, Riri,” said Connor, deciding that if he was going to deputize one of the Littles, at least Riri would be the best option, “You check around the living room and the kitchen while I take the bathroom and the basement.” With a plan now in motion, Connor and Riri fist-bumped, ready to regain control of the Palace.

Unfortunately, not all were pleased with the way the evening was developing. “I-I wanna hewp wook too!” shouted Stacy, leaping off the changing table and running over to stop Connor from leaving the nursery, “Ewwie wiww come out if she heaws me. Chus’ll lemme hewp, wight Connow?” She wiggled her phone in her hand, drawing Connor’s eye toward it.

Stopping as Stacy leaped in front of Connor at the nursery door, Connor groaned, his patience reaching its endpoint. “Riri, can you give Stacy and me a moment?” he said, his voice devoid of the typical, upbeat energy he possessed. 

Reading the room, Riri cleared out without another word, not wanting to be caught in the crosshairs of what was sure to be an eventful face-off. “I’ww just go wook fo Ewwie,” she said, scampering off toward the kitchen.

Left alone with Stacy, Connor backed away from the door, linking his fingers together and draping his arms over his neck as he let out the world’s heaviest sigh. “This has to end, Stacy. For two months, I’ve let you take advantage of me. You were careful at first, but you’ve become a tyrant whenever Latasha isn’t around,” he said, his stoic tone causing Stacy’s smugness to melt away, leaving behind a sadistic scowl, “So…I’m going to tell Latasha what’s been happening when she gets home. The dirty diaper, the blackmail, all of it. The only reason I’m not telling her now is that I don’t want to ruin her trip.”

In the back of his mind, Connor wasn’t certain if he was bluffing or not; uncertain how Latasha might react to him keeping such a humiliating secret for months without telling her. Though it didn’t really matter if he chickened out in the end. So long as Stacy backed off, who cared if he was lying?

“Ugh! That’s so lame!” yelled Stacy, dropping her lisp as Connor’s declaration completely threw her out of character. Unless she thought of something fast, not only would the fun idea she had for this evening be down the drain but her control over the Padded Palace moving forward would be greatly lessened. Luckily, if Stacy was anything, she was quick on her feet. If Connor wanted to confess, there was no way she was going to let him stave it off until Monday, “W-Well, since you’re gonna tell her anyway, why don’t we just tell her right now together? And before you say it could ruin her weekend, I can assure you it won’t. If anything, being at CrissCon has probably only put her in a more dominant mood.” She began drafting up a text to Latasha, keeping an eye on Connor as she hoped this would scare him into bending the knee once again.

Falling into Stacy’s trap hook, line, and sinker, Connor’s eyes went wide as his heart skipped a beat. Having only just decided to potentially come clean to Latasha, the idea of confessing in the immediate future was enough to break him. Acting on pure instinct, his hands moved forward on their own. “D-Don’t!” he yelled, attempting to snatch Stacy’s phone from her hand and put an end to this once and for all. Sadly, Stacy’s reflexes, while not anything to write home about, were still fast enough to prevent him from fully grasping the phone. However, she was unable to stop him from impacting the phone entirely, his hand knocking it free from Stacy’s grip and sending it flying across the room.

Reacting instantly, Stacy shoved Connor back before turning and making a break for the phone. Unfortunately, in her haste, she failed to spot the doll Riri was playing with lying motionless on the floor. As her foot made contact with the doll, it created an uneven terrain, sending her tumbling to the floor.

This gave Connor the opening he needed. He sprinted into action, racing toward the exposed cell phone. He wouldn’t make it far, though, feeling a pair of small hands latch onto his ankle as he ran past Stacy’s prone body. Soon, he found himself face-planting on the carpet much like Stacy did, his hand slapping the ground only a few inches from the edge of the phone.

Stretching his fingers toward the mobile device, Connor gritted his teeth as he wiggled his legs around in hopes of dislodging Stacy’s hand. This had the unpleasant side effect of causing his jeans to slide downward, exposing his pink pull-ups to the nursery air. He didn’t have time to care about that right now, though. If he could get to that phone before Stacy and delete the photo, this whole nightmare would be over.

Meanwhile, Stacy wasn’t about to give up her newfound control without a fight. She got up onto her hands and knees and began slowly crawling up his body, pinning him down with her body weight as she inched toward the phone. “Admit it! You-GAH! …You’re just like the last guy Latasha brought in. Just another pervert getting off on everyone here!” she said, climbing fully into Connor’s back which felt more like a mechanical bull with how hard he was trying to throw her off.

“I don’t know…what you’re talking about!” shouted Connor, his confusion over Stacy’s claim quickly being pushed to the wayside to attend to more pressing matters. Having barely made any progress toward reaching Stacy’s phone, he decided to switch tactics, twisting his waist right as Stacy’s head entered his peripheral view and attempting to push her back.

Since neither Connor nor Stacy were very good at physical confrontation, their brawl wasn’t impressive in the slightest. Between Stacy getting the upper hand by being on top and Connor’s slightly superior strength, the situation had left them stalemated. As a result, they both ended up tangled up in each other’s arms, unable to move in any direction without one of them giving in. And tragically, neither of them seemed like they were planning to give in any time soon.

“L-Let go of me, you dumb diaper baby! It’s not like a baby brain like you would even know how to use it!” said Stacy, hoping that she could throw Connor off with some vicious mockery.

Shaking off Stacy’s wholly ironic argument, he scoffed as Stacy’s words only compelled him to dig his heels in more. “That’s funny…last time I checked…you were the one wearing an actual diaper!” he said, struggling to verbalize his comeback thanks to being compressed by Stacy’s body.

“W-Wuh awe chus two doin?!”

Suddenly, both Stacy and Connor froze as they heard Riri’s voice from the other side of the nursery. They slowly turned their heads toward her, spotting both Riri and Ellie in the doorway. “H-Hey, you found Ellie…that’s…awesome…” said Stacy sarcastically, feeling the control she had over Connor slip away as his newly found diaper fetish was now on display for the whole Palace to see.

Unsure of where to look first, Ellie and Riri’s eyes shifted between Stacy and Connor’s in-progress scuffle, the exposed pull-up that was peeking out over Connor’s jeans, and the cellphone that was just out of reach with a very incriminating photo of Connor on it. Their jaws dropped as their brains worked overtime to process so much new information all at once. “Why…wuh…when…” stuttered Ellie, failing to come up with a proper question to help clear up her bewilderment. 

“I think you left out where, how, and who,” said Stacy, making a light joke over the fact that Ellie was too stunned to formulate a full sentence, “Don’t worry, I’m sure Connor would love to explain. Right, Connor?”

Focusing his thousand-yard stare on the words “Skye was here” that Skye had lovingly written on the side of her crib in crayon, Connor was too in shock to even look at the other girls, much less say anything. He slowly lowered his head to the floor, knowing that the authority that he had worked so hard to cultivate as a caregiver over the past two months had evaporated in one cruel moment.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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[bread-elf]

DWC Nov. '22 - Day 2

Orbit - Illusion The temperature is higher today than the past few days, and the snow is gone for the time being. The soft rays of the sun light a path through the forests of Grizzly Hills, and Zim’bowa nestles so cozy that he almost feels like he’s back home in the Hinterlands. The subtle chill almost feels like the crisp air coming in from the ocean breeze, the Revantusk troll remembering such from his home at the port village. Lounging under a tree much like this, eyes drifting closed as he allows himself to relish in the illusion.

Hunters hunt, and fishermen fish. Women of his tribe taking care of commodities and cooking, and children are raised to thrive. Elders of his tribe giving counsel to the young, and the young persevere to take care of the elderly. A delicate balance that everyone has a part to play. She’s there, somewhere. Probably at her weaving loom, or working on his cards- no, her cards. Her child is here too, her son, lounging with him. Not interested in fighting with spear or axe, but interested in the earth, in the plants and the roots, and how Zim’bowa can make medicine out of them. But together they rest, glancing up at the sky to watch the clouds roll by. He can feel the child resting against his chest, used like a large pillow as they drift to sleep. But Zim’bowa’s conscious rouses instead, the weight on his chest physical and very much real.

A child is there, but not the one he once knew. A daughter of a different friend, Kaldorei with silver hair and brimming eyes of moonlight. Anorah lays on her side, at an angle as she rests the side of her face on the forest troll’s chest. Not asleep, but interested in the moss covering the troll’s fur, a small hand delicately touching a beetle that must have found its way onto him. It doesn’t bother him, the bug nor her, but her eyes are drawn to his face as the large troll starts to shift. “How long ya’ been dere?” Zim’bowa asks of the young night elf, his voice feeling raspy from the sleep he took. “I’unno.” Anorah responds, resting her head back down again. “Ya’ Min’da not gonna be likin’ ya’ runnin’ off. Lemme sit-” He brings a hand over to help guide her up before he himself moves. Leaves fall and shift off of him, tufts of fiery orange hair nearly dipping into his eyes, but he smooths it all back with a hand. Zim’bowa turns his tusked head to check for his belongings, finding his traveling satchel and Rush’kah mask where he left it. His companion, a chicken named Pepito, seems to be nowhere in sight. “Ya’ seen Pepito?” “Yea, with Vaeren.” Mentioning her brother, a twin in fact, who Zim’bowa learned had an affinity towards animals. Though he wishes the boy wasn’t so fond of Pepito in particular. “Anta’nar, can you tell me more stories?” Referring to him as an uncle, the child linguistic at such a young age. “Dat what’chu been layin’ around waitin’ for? I just woke up.” His large encompasses the entirety of the top of her head, mussing up her hair. “Ow! My hair!” He doesn’t believe she’s in genuine pain by the way she giggles and pulls away. Footsteps are heard, like a saber carefully treading through fallen leaves that delicately crush beneath feet, but Zim’bowa is familiar with the prowling that’s coming towards them. “Don’t you have anything better to do?” Jiroki finds her daughter with the troll, sea green hair pulled back as she places her hands on her hips, midnight eyes ever intense even when not meant to be. Despite the physical differences, sometimes Jiroki reminded him of her. “You’ve been loitering here for a week now.” “I can’t help it!” Zim’bowa begins, which causes the woman to immediately roll her eyes as he gets up. “Ya’ just got dis- orbit to ya’, not just joo but ya’ family! I’m just drawn, nowhere else ta go! My only family!” “Oh cut it out.” Jiroki doesn’t buy it, already tired of his theatrics, glancing towards Anorah for a moment as the child gets up too. But the woman sighs, dealing with her vice as she’s unable to truly turn him away. “Tch. Jason should be back soon, hopefully with rabbits. Help me prep them for dinner.”

Zim’bowa successfully succeeded in weaseling his way for a free meal again, but his glee is subdued as a smaller head of sea green hair bounds on over. “Zim!” Vaeren is nearly the spitting image of his mother, besides the orbs of amber he has for eyes. He looks emotionally pained, cradling a chicken in his arms. The creature still, face tucked into the warmth of Vaeren’s chest, and the boy moves closer towards the troll. “I don't think Pepito is feeling good…” “Ooh…” Zim’bowa knew better, slowly going down into a squat as the boy gets closer. Already a long time companion as is, at the end of the day, Pepito has the body of an animal. “He just be tired… Pepito is gettin’ old. I don’t think he gonna be havin’ much time left.” “Time?” The boy is young, but old enough to be able to grasp the concept of death, yet still it pained Zim’bowa to see the boy so moved. “B-But… But what do you mean? Pepito isn’t old! Is she?” Anorah herself the same age, yet she doesn’t seem ready to comprehend such things, a concerned but confused expression on her face as she looks to her mother for guidance.

Oh Zim’bowa can just feel the daggers boring into him from Jiroki. Daring to give a quick glance, only to see those abysmal eyes cast judgment on him, eyes she must have slaughtered with when the anger of her people was fresh. Take responsibility he practically hears her say, or maybe it’s just the softest of whispers from a lingering spirit. He stands again, grabbing his things and letting Vaeren hold the dying chicken as he prepares to walk with the boy back towards the cabin. “Pepito is old for a chicken. Let’s go back home an’ get him warm; I’ll explain dere.” @daily-writing-challenge

#stories

[twsted-princess]

“I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”

Lucille & Belial

Coming right up!!

There was laughter around him, the clanking of beer jugs and the shouting of staff as they dish out plates of steaming hot food. The smell alone was divine as his bowl of ramen steam bellowed around him, tempting him to eat before they grow cold. And he would, he had eaten some....but he was distracted. By the angel sitting right next to him. Slurping away at her noodles and fatty cashu pork with a smile on her face. He watched her, hand on his chin, tail flicking to and fro before his dat- friend took a break to drink her melon float. Lucille looked over at him with a smile. "What? Too hot for you." Belial blinked, shit. Lost in his own thoughts again. "H- Huh oh!! Yeah no it's fine!! It's uh really good!!" He cursed himself mentally as she snickered. They've been doing this for weeks now, heading out to local restaurants, trying different food and having a great time as friends but......he's now feeling something new. Something that troubles him deeply. As he watched her smile and twirl her straw, the ice cream swirling with the green soda as she said "Ya know I heard there's a crepe shop that's opened until midnight, they have the cutest ones I've seen. Hold on lemme find it." His mind blurred her voice as she ruffled through her purse and talked, oh how he wanted to tell her how he felt. How he wanted to kiss her. In the back of his mind he could hear himself. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”

#my work #twst oc's

[kinkandkreep]

I posted 105 times in 2022

29 posts created (28%)

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I tagged 81 of my posts in 2022

Only 23% of my posts had no tags

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#kuroko no basuke - 8 posts

#kuroko's basketball - 8 posts

#fuck - 5 posts

#knb - 4 posts

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#villain archetypes - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 128 characters

#i couldn’t find the right photos and it wouldn’t have adequately expressed my love for you to just carelessly throw out any 😞😔

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

KnB Main Boys as Archetypes

Kuroko- The Stalker (possessive, spasmodic)

Kagami- The (Mission Oriented) Serial Killer (violent, unrepentant)

Aomine- The Sadist (sociopathic, reckless)

Midorima- The Master (psychopathic, selfish)

Murasakibara- The Monster (detached, unstable)

Akashi- The Kingpin (greedy, domineering)

Kise- The Devotee (obsessive, narcissistic)

A/N: What do y'all think of these? Did I hit the nail on the head or miss the mark? I'm writing up expansions for each of these now, and I'll probably include Hanamiya (a.k.a Kyle), Imayoshi (a.k.a Trevor) and Haizaki (a.k.a Nick) after I finish up the main guys.

(P.S I'm taking very light inspiration from formal psychology on these and kinda just feelin' out how I would personally interpret each of the archetypes and how they would present in(ex)ternally in each boy on a mental, physical and emotional level.)

24 notes - Posted November 23, 2022

#4

WHEW CHIIIIIIIIILLLLLLE, THAT TEPPEI KIYOSHIIIIIII!?!!!??!!!😩😩😍😍😍🤌🏾🥵🥵🥵🥵

That man?! Dat man right der?!?!!?

He can, and when I say this I mean it in the most polite way possible...

✨𝑅𝐴𝐼𝐿 𝑀𝐸✨

Like he possesses my ENTYRE. HORT. OKEH?!

I love him so much it's ridiculous.🙃

He's the perfect mix of sassy and sensitive and confident and humble and FUCK. 😩

What I wouldn't give for him to be real...

27 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

#3

So, I recently started Kuroko's Basketball and lemme tell you...

Aged up Midorima, Aomine, Kuroko and Ponytail Murasakibara™️ can GET. IT.

Like, I want them to ✨ 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒎𝒆 ✨

Collectively and disrespectfully.🙃

(And by me I mean a fictional extension of myself that manifests through one of my conjured OC's since I am actually ✨𝓪𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓼𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵✨.)

But anyway! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Das all.✌🏾 (Oh, but also, does anyone else think Murasakibara is totally not hot if his hair's not pulled back?)

40 notes - Posted February 24, 2022

#2

Aight, so this may be common knowledge, but Sephiroth is ✨𝑮𝑶𝑹𝑮𝑬𝑶𝑼𝑺✨

And also sexy as fuck 🥵

And he's just a bit of a creeper...🙃

But real talk, LOOK AT HIM:

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49 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

One (1) Sex-Related Headcanon for Aged Up!Generation of Miracles ft. Kagami

A/N: Hey hey y'allll! I feel like I haven't actually written up and posted anything on here in some time, but I have been hella busy lately with school and work and prepping for my driver's test and just life in general. But anyway! Today I have for you one (1) sex-related headcanon each for the aged up main boys of Kuroko's Basketball. I will be expanding on these very soon and creating full lists for each boy. In the meantime, enjoy!

Tag List: @lamnwar @sailewhoremoon

Koko- Is a pussy eating GOD 🥵

Seriously, this man will have you shaking, crying, screaming, squirting and creaming with just a few well placed flicks of his tongue.

He is absolutely cunt obsessed, and his naturally giving personality combined with his slight oral fixation makes him unbelievably skilled

And WHATEVER YOU DO...sit on his face

I cannot...just- 👏🏾...sit on his face, he will literally have hearts in his eyes if you do

Kiki Aomine- Has a hand kink 🤚🏾

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61 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

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[1tad0ri]

OKAY hey girl lemme j say how invested in this blog i am going to be . okay . so uh yuuji being the horny shit he is and texting you late at night to come to his room n you barely get through the door b4 he’s grabbing at you n telling you how much he missed your body n how he was *thinking* of you before n j URGH lemme get dat pls 🤲🤲

warning: body worship, eating out

itadori yuuji x fem!reader

AHDHSJJS FIRST OF ALL THANK YOUUU that’s so sweet!!! <3 second of all, girl i gotchu

“for fuck’s sake.” the shuffle of your sneakers along the corridor was almost too loud in the otherwise quiet space, phone screen lit up and reflecting back at you as you scrolled through the text messages that had gotten you into this situation in the first place.

one peaceful night was what you wanted. one goddamn full night’s rest. oh... but it was so hard to ignore him, no matter what time he texted you.

the amount of times you wanted to pretend to be asleep was outshone by the fact that you always wanted to talk to yuuji. eccentric and playful, he hit all the points on your ‘boyfriend checklist.’

arriving in front of his door, you sighed, clicking your phone screen off and stuffing the device into your back pocket—you hoped that he hadn’t asked you to come over to play uno at 2 a.m. again. the “can you please come over?” text had been fairly ominous, but truthfully you wouldn’t mind just cuddling up to him and falling asleep if he wanted.

you twisted the doorknob—he always left his room unlocked like a dummy (a cute dummy) and by this point you knew to spare yourself the knocking, knowing a reply of “it’s open!” would just reach you from inside.

the door creaked open under a single push and you stepped inside the familiar room, the movement already rehearsed in your mind during the walk from your dorm over to his.

“yuuji, what do you-”

heavy lips against the corner of your mouth interrupted you when someone pulled you into their chest—they’d missed your own lips in their haste but your mouth fell open in shock all the same, you squeaking as you stumbled into their arms, trying to find something to grab ahold of. your hands found warm shoulders to dig into as your regained your balance and you barely registered the click of the door shut behind you.

steady now, you untangled yourself from the person, pulling back to find yuuji staring back at you—of course it was him, this was his room after all.

he was already diving back into your lips before you could speak, and you know what? you let him. his mouth was hot when it pressed to yours and when his hand on your back pushed your waist closer to him and you felt the nudge of something hard against your leg, you decided he could do whatever he wanted to you at that point.

your arms travelled up from his shoulders to loop around his neck properly and he held you against him, so sweet and boyish when his tongue hungrily nudged between your lips, asking for entrance.

yuuji tilted his head back from yours enough to speak once he’d had his fill of shoving his tongue down your throat, hands wandering down to rub at you through your shorts. “do you know how long i’ve been thinking about this?” his voice was husky, eyes glazed over—he was lost to his desires already.

his fingers cupped your mound, shoving the pads of them against your cunt through the fabric, making you whine. “fuck, you’re so perfect.” a quick kiss to your lips. “always so much better than what i imagine.” another kiss, but this time, when he tried to pull away, you tugged him back.

you ground down on his fingers, nipping at his lips, legs shaking. “yuuji, h-harder.” he did as he was told, pressing along your underside blindly until he found your clit, knowing it was the right spot when you let out a surprised, “oh—”

then his hands were back on your sides (despite how much he loved the feeling of you melting against his chest from barely anything at all, the heat radiating from your pussy evident even without him directly touching it) and when he whispered, “jump,” into your ear, you did as you were told, his arms catching you easily and hoisting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist, grinding your cores together. once again, you were thanking the universe for blessing you with such a strong boyfriend.

yuuji was pushing his face into your neck, breathing you in, babbling, tasting the skin—everything. “i’ve missed you. missed you so, so much.” his lips tickled, leaving behind a trail of fire and goosebumps in their wake, and you were holding onto him for dear life—it was as though sometimes he didn’t realize what he did to you (actually, you were sure that was the case now that you thought about it). he was always so needy, just a few hours apart seeming to drive him wild. it was flattering and you also maybe found it a little more hot than you probably should.

“couldn’t cum without you. mmm... needed your pretty pussy.” fuck. he just kept talking and talking, and the thought of him laying on his bed, frustrated, cock gripped in his palm as he fantasized about you only a few doors down was filling your mind, your wild imagination going straight to the building heat in your body.

from this angle, your head was just a little above his and you pushed lightly on the back of his neck to bury his face further into you, breath hitching when he bit at your collarbone. “don’t worry, i’m here now, baby. you can do whatever you want,” you cooed, finding it hard to keep your voice steady.

his movements paused for a moment, only his warm breath continuing to fan against you, and then he looked up, eyes wide. “really?”

leaning down to peck his nose, you swallowed thickly at the look in his eyes, nodding. “really.”

your head spun when he immediately turned on his heels away from the door and instead walked further into the room, dropping you onto the bed not far away. you bounced when you landed on the soft surface and tried to sit up, but yuuji was already crawling between your legs, hands planted on the covers as he leaned up to kiss you, gently pushing you to lay down. you allowed yourself to fall completely back, heart beating as you stared at the ceiling. yeah, you had ended up on his bed like you thought you were going to but... it seemed like your plans of cuddling had gone completely out the window.

a tug at your shorts had you glancing downwards, seeing that he had wasted no time settling in front of you, nipping at your thighs and tugging at your bottoms. yuuji met your burning gaze when he felt it on him, his lips attached to your upper thigh—it was a pretty sight, the blooming reds resulting from none other than your own handiwork on his mouth. his eyes were wide and lustful—cute yet making your stomach do flips as only he could.

“let me taste you, please.” hoarse voice begging, he was already running a finger close to your still-covered crotch, blinking up at you and waiting for permission. he was desperate, eyes flicking down momentarily to work your shorts down just over your hip bones as he placed a lopsided kiss to your clit through them. his eyes were back on yours. “can i? you want to cum on my tongue, don’t you? you’re going to let me tongue fuck you, yeah?”

fuck, fuck, fuck. “oh my god,” you whispered, taking in his wide blown pupils. you frantically nodded at his words, if only to shut him up before you came from that.

yuuji grinned and you were absolutely done with him because it was the same cheesy smile he always gave you and, quite frankly, it wasn’t fair if he was doing it while slick dripped out of you and onto his fingers holding your underwear to the side. you wanted to hate him for driving you wild by just being him, but it turns out you were incapable of that as well.

he buried his face in your clothed cunt, pressing light kisses to it and murmuring praise about how you were so perfect, fingers working to blindly pull your bottoms down. you helped him by shimming out of them and kicking them off to the side (shoes tumbling off when you pressed them off at the heel—you’d also pulled your phone out of your pocket and chucked it somewhere further up the bed for safe keeping in a single moment of clarity), spreading your legs for him to lean down between again, knees bent and feet planted firmly on the bed.

he took a moment to admire your pussy, the dripping lips fully on display before him, and for once he was quiet, nearly drooling.

“yuu-”

his tongue was on the folds and licking a stripe up, your thighs closing in to squeeze his head closer in surprise and you pulling on his hair, your grip so strong you were almost afraid of some of the strands coming loose (or you would be if you could think straight that is).

his hands locked around your thighs and he slid you closer to him, licking and sucking as though he were starved. you yelped and clung to the bed sheets as he dragged you closer, completely caught off guard by everything and legs burning as they bounced from the onslaught at your core. “yuuji-”

“such a good girl, opening yourself up to me.” he kissed your clit, lips so soft, and humming praise. “love it when you spread open for me. fuck, love it so much, always thinking about it.”

when yuuji’s tongue poked at your heat and then wiggled its way past the entrance, slipping in with little resistance from your wet hole, curses and whines fell from your lips. he worked the muscle in and out of you, curling it perfectly against your walls to hit the weak spots inside of you before he removed it to speak again, caught up in his own thoughts, saying anything that came to mind. his lack of filter had you pressing your fingers into the back of his head with a death grip, mind reeling.

“you’re perfect, so perfect. i love this pretty pussy.” yuuji flattened his tongue against your slit, words vibrating into you. “gonna make you cum from just my tongue. going to make this pretty pussy cum from just my tongue.” and that he did. if there was anything yuuji was, it was someone who could deliver on his promises. “it’s what my pretty baby deserves.”

you don’t know how long it took him, whether it be a few short minutes or long hours that had flashed by (you had your bet on the former considering you were already ready to cum for him as soon as he’d set to work kissing and grinding against you as soon as you’d walked in the door, although you truthfully wouldn’t be surprised at either option), but yuuji hadn’t let up once on you until you were coming undone all over his tongue, too fucked out of your mind to try to last any longer. his tongue just kept going, sliding along your folds to take up everything, relishing the taste of your jucies.

your legs were jumping at the feeling, chest heaving, and you tugged at his hair to pull him up—it was so good, yet almost too much—

when he finally emerged, lower half of his face covered in slick, he was on you again, pinning you to the mattress and kissing you—he’d quickly swiped the back of his hand across his face so it wasn’t too wet, but you could still taste yourself on his tongue, mumbling around him at the taste.

“yuuji—”

even though he had finally left your cunt alone, you still felt overwhelmed as his hands drew shapes over your skin, tracing up your sides and running over your curves. “perfect—fuck—you’re so perfect. your body is perfect, perfect, perfect. want you so baddd.”

you whimpered into his mouth, unable to reply in any other way. yuuji was nuzzling his face against yours, lips landing everywhere and no where at once. “you tasted so good,” he practically moaned at the memory. he licked his lips to taste you all over again and you could feel the wetness against the side of your mouth when he did so, your faces pressed so close together you could feel every little pull of his facial muscles.

“yuuji— ugh, fuck.” you shoved your hand in front of his mouth to stop him for a moment, his latest kiss landing on your palm and still somehow making you shiver.

his eyes were wide as he blinked down at you, hands stilled on your stomach. “babe?” his voice was muffled around your hand. “did i... did i do something wrong?”

“wha- yuuji, what? baby, no, of course not.” he let you pull him to rest on your chest and you stroked his hair soothingly as he tried to peer up at you, straining his neck. “you did so well. made me cum so well.” you kissed his forehead and he squeezed one eye closed when you did so, melting at the feeling. “i just think it’s time to help you out a little, hm?”

you cut off the protest he was surely about to make about how getting you off was enough for him when your leg purposefully brushed against the front of him, his dick solid on you even under the layers. he groaned and buried his face further into your chest. the opening and closing of his lips in silent pants rubbed on your breasts still hidden under your t-shirt—you didn’t even think he was aware of it, but you sure were—and he nodded meekly in reply when you mumbled out a quiet, “okay, baby?” into his hair.

#yuuji would sell his soul 4 you sorry i don’t make the rules #well technically he already has so 😁 #it has taking me a conceringly long time to post abt him considering my username. THANK U FOR THE IDEA omggg big brained fr #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen imagine #jjk imagines #itadori #itadori yuji x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #itadori smut #itadori yuji smut #itadori yuji imagine #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #itadori yuji #itadori yuuji

[asahipleaseloveme]

Tell Me a Secret

Asahi x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: cursing, little bit of angst, Daichi is a little bit of a jerk but for good reasons

Author's Note: @sakhimeansfriend requested this with the prompts "tell me about your childhood" and "tell me a secret". Thank you, @absolute-flaming-trash for beta reading this 😊

“Tag, you’re it!” a smack to the back of your head caused you to topple over, falling face first into the pavement.

“Hey! Dat wasn’t bery nice!” a boy yelled after the other kids who were running away laughing. He dropped down next to you and helped you sit up.

“Hey, kid. Are you hurted? Agh! You’re bleeding! Mommy!” He stood up quickly. “It’s okay, kid. ‘m gonna get some stuffs for you. I’ll be back,” he smiled as he softly patted your head.

Only after he trotted away did you start to cry. Your chin stung and your knee was scraped up.

“Okay, kid, ‘m back! Oh, don’t cry! I-It’s okay ta cry. It’s okay ta be sad. I cry when ‘m sad. Here, lemme help you wif dis,” he grabbed a wipe and gently wiped your chin and knee. He pulled out a handful of bandaids from his pocket.

“I didn’t know what you liked, so I grabbed a bunch. You can pick. I like dis one wif the flowers, but dis one wif the dinosaurs is cool, too!”

You pointed to one with dinosaurs and another with cats.

“Oh, I like cats too! Bof good choices, kid!”

He sat smiling at you and it made you feel so much better.

“I’m sorry dose kids made you cry. I would never make you cry. Friends aren’t sposed ta be mean ta friends. You wanna be friends, kid? I’m Asahi!” he said as he pointed to himself with the biggest smile on his face.

You sniffled a little as you nodded, “I’m ______.”

“______. Dats a nice name. You wanna be my friend, ______?”

“Yeah, Sahi. I wanna be your friend,” you smiled.

His face lit up even more as soon as you said that you wanted to be his friend.

“Yay! Let’s go to the swings!” he grabbed your hand and you both ran to the swing set.

“You can go first and I’ll push you. And then you can push me. You ready, ______?”

“Ready, Sahi!”

You weren’t sure why this memory was coming to you now, sitting in the hot sun while waiting for your name to be called to receive your diploma. Ever since that day when you were 5, Asahi was your best friend and you were his. You were inseparable. Maybe that’s what’s causing you to sweat more than the hot sun. The two of you would not be going to the same college, and that made this moment bittersweet.

“Psst, ______? You going to Suga’s party tonight?” Asahi leaned over and whispered to you.

“Only if you’re going, Sahi.”

“You wanna go with me? I can pick you up around 7.”

“I only live a block away from Suga, Asahi.”

“I know.”

Daichi, who was sitting behind you, leaned in and whispered in a stern voice, “hey you two, shut it. You’ll miss your name being called.”

Asahi snapped his attention back to the front of the podium, but you gave him a slight nudge with your elbow.

“7 sounds perfect.”

Asahi’s name was finally called and you smiled at him the entire time as he walked up to accept his diploma.

“So, when are you going to tell him?” Daichi leaned back in behind you.

“Tell him what?” you asked, as if you didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Don’t play dumb,” Daichi whispered, “It’s so obvious that you love him. You gonna tell him tonight?”

“Shhh, Daichi. You’ll miss your name being called,” you spouted back to him.

Asahi arrived back and sat down.

“Phew, I’m so glad I didn’t trip while I was up there.”

“You did great, goof.”

Daichi poked your back and you silently shooed his hand away while remaining facing to the front.

Asahi was at your door at 7 pm precisely. In truth, you had been ready since 6:15. Daichi’s words had been eating away at you since the ceremony and you were debating on whether you wanted to act on those words.

“Hey, ______. Oh wow, you look great!” Asahi rubbed the back of his neck.

“You’re looking pretty good yourself, bud.”

You both smiled at each other.

“Um, are you ready to go?” Asahi asked as he extended out his arm.

“Ready, Sahi!” you hooked your arm through his and walked down the sidewalk to Suga’s.

The walk over to Sugawara’s house started off silent. You didn’t know what to say. This could possibly be one of the last things you’d get to do with Asahi, and you were trying to savor it as much as you could.

“So,” Asahi started, “I saw Daichi talking to you when I went up to the stage. What was he saying?”

Your face grew hot as you were trying to think of something else to tell him.

“He was just….scolding me for distracting you like I always do.”

You reached the front steps of Suga’s house and Asahi stopped before you reached the front door.

He laughed, “that sounds just like Daichi. But, to be fair, I don’t mind when you distract me. You’re really fun to be around.”

“We’re best friends, of course you have to say that,” you laughed.

“Sahi, what’s up?”

“Hey, ______. I, uh, I’m wondering-”

Before he could finish, Sugawara swung open the door.

“Asahi! ______! It’s about time. C’mon, we’re about to play Truth or Dare,” Sugawara said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you through the living room where the volleyball team waited and other third years sat and chatted.

“Truth or Dare? We’re not children anymore, Sug-” you stopped as soon as you saw Dachi and you knew exactly what was going to happen.

“______! I have a spot for you right here,” Daichi patted the seat next to him.

You glared at him, but sat down next to him anyway.

“Was this your idea?”

“It sure was.”

“Daichi, please,” you silently pleaded.

“It’s now or never,” he whispered.

“Okay, Kiyoko! You can go first,” Suga shouted.

You sat nervously the whole time as everyone went around doing ridiculous dares and asking ridiculous questions. Everyone was laughing, and you tried to follow suit. But it was hard to laugh along when there was an unsettling feeling in the pit of your stomach.

Daichi had just finished completing his dare–Hinata dared him to order pizza for the party.

Daichi turned to you.

“______, truth or dare?”

You had been contemplating what you were going to choose since the beginning of the game. You swallowed hard before squeaking out, “Truth.”

A wicked smile spread across his face.

“Tell me a secret. Are you in love with Asahi?”

The heat rushed to your face and the words got caught in your throat.

“What?” you heard Asahi’s voice cut through the silence.

“I…uh…I…shit,” you ran out of the room and into the backyard.

“Daichi, what the fuck, dude?” Asahi questioned as he ran out after you.

You stood on the deck and looked up at the sunset. Daichi was right about it being now or never, but you had hoped it didn’t have to happen like this. Resting your elbows on the side of the deck, hiding your face in your hands, you let the tears roll down your cheeks. And then when you heard the door open and heard his voice, you tried to wipe away any trace of sadness.

“Hey, ______. What’s–what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Sahi, ‘m o-okay,” you sniffled, trying to hide your crying.

“Oh, no. You’re upset,” he said as he cupped your face in his hands. “Daichi’s question was out of line. I’m going to go say something.”

“No, please Sahi. ‘m okay. Just sad,” you grabbed his arm before he could go back inside.

“What’s got you so sad? We just graduated, we’ve got our whole lives ahead of us,” Asahi tried to sound reassuring.

“That’s it, though. We’ve got our whole lives ahead of us, but we’re going in separate directions. You’ve been my best friend since we were kids and now it’s like I’m losing an important part of who I am. I don’t want to lose you, Asahi. I-I love you. I’ve been in love with you for a while. But, I didn’t want to say anything in case you didn’t feel the same and it ruined our friendship. I just…don’t want to lose you,” you whimpered as the tears rolled down your face. You wiped your nose with the back of your hand and finally looked up at Asahi. Somewhere along the way, he started crying, too.

“A-Asahi?”

“I thought it was only me who felt this way,” he smiled as he looked down at you. “I’ve been dreading the day we would be separated, because you’re so important to me. I thought this was normal to feel like this with best friends. But I don’t feel like this with Daichi or Sugawara. I don’t even feel this with Noya. And I know it’s okay to feel sad, but this feeling of sadness I’ve been feeling is unlike anything I’ve felt before. And now I know why. It’s because I love you. I love with my whole heart and I’d never do anything to make you cry.”

You reached up to wipe the tears from his face.

“Friends aren’t supposed to make friends cry. I remember making that promise to you when we were kids, and I don’t plan on breaking that now,” he enveloped you in a hug and kissed the top of your head.

“Please, ______. Please be my best friend, still. We can make this work. We’re only one city away from each other. We can meet up on the weekends and I bet we can even meet for date nights on the occasional week day. I want to be your boyfriend,” he said as he squeezed you a little tighter.

“But only if you want me to be your boyfriend.”

You nodded your head into his chest before pulling away, “Yes, you big goof. I want you to be my boyfriend.”

“A-are we supposed to kiss now?”

“We might wait a little bit, it appears we have an audience,” you gesture toward the window to see the whole volleyball team standing there trying to get a peek at the two of you. Of course, Daichi is there in the front with his arms folded over his chest, a smirk resting on his face.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Asahi mumbled.

“Not if I kill him first,” you snorted back.

You both went back into the party with a newfound sense of hope. You weren’t going to lose your best friend, after all. Part of you didn’t know whether to thank Daichi or punch him. But all that mattered to you in the moment was that Asahi was yours, and you were his.

#asahi #azumane asahi #asahi x reader #azumane asahi x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu!! x reader #writing prompts #asahi writing prompts #monica.writes

[vosiro]

Needy Kuroo! Needy Kuroo! Needy Kuroo plz!!! He’s always so smug and collected, I wanna see him crumble for dat wap! He’s been so horny but his gf is trying to make dinner 🥵

18+

“Mm..”

Your boyfriend groans, letting his head rest in the crook of your neck. He hadn’t seen you all day and that sexy pic you sent him during his business meeting definitely had something rising, and it wasn’t Jesus.

His hands, previously settled on your waist, slowly snake their way into your shorts, playing with the brim of your panties. “Hm? What’s gotten into you,” you ask, knowing damn well he had to sit through that entire meeting with his cock straining painfully against his slacks. “You know exactly what...” he replies, rubbing his hard on up and down your ass.

You continue to stir the pasta in the pot, acting completely oblivious to your boyfriends obvious advances. “I don’t know what you mean, baby,” yes, yes you did. You knew exactly what you were doing. You almost felt bad, but riling up a very needy kuroo always meant the best sex.

“Stop fucking around yea? Just turn the stove off for a second.. c’mon, gimme a kiss,” grabbing your chin with his hand, he turns your face towards him, placing a stern, wet kiss on your lips. “You feel that?” He sighs, as one of your hands start palming his bulge, “you did that...I’ve been like this all day...”

You quickly turn off the stove, turning back to make out with the needy man behind you. Picking you up, Kuroo walks over to the side of the couch, and bends you over the edge. “Playing dumb, yet you were this wet?” He says, feeling the wet patch through your shorts. “Yes, only for you daddy...” moaning, as he rubbed you through your shorts

It was only a matter of time before he had your shorts and panties discarded somewhere on the living room floor. Wasting no time, he sank two of his long fingers into your wet heat, attacking that spongy spot he knew you liked. “Fuck! Tetsu,” your breathing grew heavy, and moans louder as he continued to stretch you out.

You whined from lack of touch as he removed his fingers from your dripping cunt, licking off your excess juices. “You taste so fucking good baby...lemme fuck you good yea?” He said under his breath. You hear his belt buckle unclasping as he takes out his girthy length. He gives himself a few pumps before smearing his precum along your clit with his tip.

He sunk his entire length into you with a moan, “Fuck,” it felt almost too good to come home and sink his cock into you, after being denied any form of relief the entire day. “How are you so fucking tight.”

Not even allowing you to adjust, he started thrusting his hips at a brutal pace. “F-fuck, Tetsu, slow d-down-”

“What? Slow down? I know you can take it, you’re my good girl.” He lets out, hands digging even deeper into your hips. At this point, he’s fucked you stupid, only slurred words, and loud moans escaping your lips.

“Yea? That feel good? I know you like it when I hit right-” he gave one particularly hard thrust “here,” he panted out.

You managed to get out an “ ‘m c-close-,” through his hard and brutal thrusts “Yea me too baby... f-fuck you feel so fucking good.” You could tell he was close by the way his rhythm grew more sloppy. “Fuck, yes, baby, keep doing that, keep squeezing me, ‘m gonna cum-”

With a few more of his thrust, you came undone with a loud moan, euphoria washing over you, as you milked his cock, sending him over the edge. Soon enough, his entire body jerked forward “I’m cummi-fuuckk,” spilling his seed into you, as he let out a pretty moan into your ear.

After coming down from your highs, kuroo grabbed a rag to clean you up

“Hm, food smells good” he says

“😐”

Fin.🌝

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Hope you like @msecchi-blog 👩🏽‍💼

#my writing #anime #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x black reader #kuroo headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo #kuroo smut #kuroo x black reader #anime smut #kuroo fanfic #haikyuu fanfic

[lxstfulbeans]

JUST CURIOUS OR NOOOOT....if you’re open or not, that’s cool~....

*slides a hundred your way*

I must know, what would it be like for Levi, Erwin, and lastly HANGE *clears throat* to be with a Black S/O, but here’s the catch. They’re the only black person behind the wall..well atleast what’s his name comes around..

Also, Drink plenty of water, stay hydrated, sleep well, relax, breathe, happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Aight I gotchu babes, lemme get that hunnid up outcha 😏. And thank you so much 🥺 same to you!!

I feel like I gave more to Erwin and Hange than Levi, but I love these three equally 😭✋🏽. But, hope you enjoy this!

Headcanons: what it’s like with the only black s/o behind the walls.

Levi Ackerman:

When he first met you, he’s like “what in the fuck-“

He never meant it in bad way, oh no ma’am. It’s just that NO ONE has ever seen anyone like you before, let alone thought there were people of a different race.

But knowing Levi, and seeing his resting bitch face.. how could you ever know 💀.

My guy literally lived in the UNDERGROUND, on some “City of Ember” type shit, and has never seen someone like you before.

When you decided to join the Survery Corps. then eventually choosing the Scouts after being top of your class. He took it as an opportunity to observe you (well, him and like twenty, thirty other people 💀), whenever y’all sat and talked about expedition plans with Hange and the Commander, he enjoyed listening to you speak your mind and blast your opinions.

And don’t get me started on how strong and open-minded you are.

Eventually, he’ll start catching feelings. He’ll talk to you more, occasionally praise you for a job well done more than he’s done ANYONE else. He’ll even fucking compliment you and pick up on little things you’ve done.

Of course, when the other brats get outta hand when it comes to awful flirting and tryna see what that thang do. He shuts that shit down before it can even start.

“Oi. Get the fuck outta here before I use you as live bait for the Titans.”

Best believe they skedaddled.

He asks if you’re okay, and to tell him that if anyone else makes you uncomfortable like that again so he could properly whoop they ass.

Y’all get to talking and.. somehow talk most of the day away.

When he heard you laugh, he was struck. His heart pounding, though he couldn’t help but feel a smile tug at his lips.

Then, he asks you to be his. Which you accept with pride.

He’s always there to help you with wash days if you need it. He loves helping you, even if he doesn’t really show it.

Oh, and that discrimination shit? Y’all can cut that shit out right now cuz Levi don’t play.

Teamwork makes the dream work when it comes to cleaning. He’s impressed at how much better you are at it than he others.

Oh and your COOKING babyyy

He be stingy with it for sure. He was big mad when everybody else wanted some, at least you saved some pie for him.

And y’all are partners in fucking crime. Y’all be bodying Titans left and right bruh. Don’t nobody want the smoke.

Erwin Smith:

Oh my lawd, why is he so fine and RESPECTFUL 😔✊🏽.

Okay, okay this ain’t about me rn heheh.

Honestly, he’ll be flabbergasted to be in your presence. He’s never seen someone of a different race before, he wondered were there more of you on the outside?

When he saw you the first time on the return from another expedition outside the walls. His eyes met you and he was just.. amazed. He was sure that he wasn’t seeing things but, he had to see you again.

When he couldn’t find you, he had to come to the conclusion that you were a hallucination. I mean, he was exhausted, sleep deprived, and hungry.

But, eventually he found you by yourself at the bridge. He was amazed at how the morning sun made you glow, reflecting off of your brown skin.

When you caught him staring, he choked on his words as he rambled with apologies. This made you smile, inviting him to sit and enjoy the morning with you.

Y’all started talking and you just.. clicked. When he heard your laugh for the first time, he had it bad.

He tried visiting you as much as he could, even if it was only a simple “hello, how are you?” or the slightest of small talk.

When the Walls were invaded, you were helpless. No one bothered to help you, either saving their own asses or being eaten alive. You couldn’t count the times where you were so close to meeting death. You refused to become a victim and have fear control you.

When you joined the Scouts, he was shocked to you standing here before him. Your fist over your heart as you announce yourself. He never thought you would be here about to risk your life everyday.

But, he saw that fire in your eyes and smiled.

He couldn’t guarantee your safety but would do everything in his power to make sure nothing happens to you.

He’s a busy man. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t sit and talk with you all of the time. If you were lucky, he’d send a smile or even a wink your way.

Though, he’s often caught you by yourself again, watching the sunset or gazing into the night sky. The way you skin would glow made him look back on old times.

He sits with you, talking the night away and making you smile again.

Overtime, you eventually get closer. When you originally closed yourself of because of the events of “That Day”, but opened up more and more when you both were together.

Whenever somebody tries to snitch on you to him, you’re literally not phased by this shit.

“Tell him then, I don’t give no fuck! Matter of fact, I’ll tell him for you!”

He honestly adores how you don’t take shit from anybody, but he lets you get away with a little bit of things. He won’t reprimand you but will give you a slap on the wrist if you went too far with something.

Whenever he says something unintentionally funny, you just crack up laughing. Like, you are wheezing so silently and rolling on the floor in tears. He couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head at how silly you were.

He adored everything about you. Your laugh, how your skin glows in the light, your captivating smile, and how you weren’t playing games with nobody.

This time, he realizes his growing feelings for you.

Eventually, he confesses his feelings to you. Like this man is poetic as hell, he’s listing off everything he loves about you, even the little things made his heart soar. You were honestly shocked that your Commander felt this way about you.. but you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t feel the same.

After y’all get boo’d up, you’re basically a power couple.

Somebody got one time to talk shit about you, on god he is on them like white on rice.

“If you say one more word about them, I will personally make sure that on the next expedition, I will leave you behind...”

Ah, don’t you just love it when it he gets serious and protective?

And both y’all side-eye the fuck outta people when they don’t rub you the right way.

Wash days? He’s all for it. Once he sees your arms drooping, clearly worn out from washing your hair, he’ll happily roll up his sleeves and get up in there.

Bruh, have you seen his hands?? You KNOW his massages are bomb af, like you damn near fall asleep everytime he massages and scratches your scalp.

Don’t get him started on your cooking, he’d do anything for it. He gets so happy when you save extra plates for him to eat later.

When push comes to shove and everyone’s losing their shit, you have to be strong. Erwin’s always motivated you and inspired you, if humanity had any chance to survive, you had to show it.

“Y’all need to get yo shit together PERIODT! It’s okay to be scared, but we won’t make it out of this if you keep actin’ like this! Y’all signed up to protect humanity right?! Well, show these Titans who they fuckin’ with!”

After hearing that.. he wanted to marry you.

(bonus: let’s say that he’s alive 💀 cuz I literally cried when he got clapped like how-)

When you were finally able to go outside the walls without any fear of the Titans, you felt free.

When you came across the ocean, he couldn’t take his eye off of how amazed you looked at the clear blue waters, the sun making it shine towards its horizon.

“It’s everything Cadet Arlelt said, right? Where there’s an ocean.. there’s other lands, eventually other enemies.”

“I know. We made it this far, it’s only right that we keep goin’.”

Hange Zoë:

Hange can GET IT MM- 🤧 they are literally so fine.

oh, and it’s kinda canon that they’re non-binary so 😃.

This’ll be after you first join the Scouts and baby they was on you like white on rice INSTANTLY.

They’ve never seen anyone like you before. It was almost forbidden to learn or talk about anything beyond the walls, were there more of you?? Where did you come from?

Though, they’re outta pocket questions and lack of knowledge of something called, “personal space” kinda made you nervous so they brought down a couple notches.

When they got to know you more, they were just ecstatic to see you.

When Hange caught you alone, basking in the warm embrace of the sun, they couldn’t take the throbbing of their heart as your dark skin was shining.

When you eventually start dating, they had no problem putting folks in their place when they try you.

“Alright, I see that you have quite a lot to say about my s/o! I bet you won’t be spouting a word when you come face to face with Titan. I’ll happily let you see them up close..”

They’d absolutely kill for your cooking. Deadass. If they’re not the first and last one to get a plate, they’ll be big mad for a hot minute.

I’m sure they observe you a lot, especially when it comes to your routines and how you try your best not to smell like a hunnid cans of bounce dat ass 💀. So when wash day comes and you’re kinda tired after training, they’ll happily wash your hair for you.

They’ll praise you for all the hard work you’ve done, giving you little forehead kisses, massaging and giving light scratches to your scalp.

OOH WEE- you are in absolute heaven with them.

Both of y’all share that chaotic energy, bugging the hell outta Levi when you get the chance.

When it comes to fighting Titans, y’all don’t play! When it’s time to put the moves on ‘em you do it!

- - END SCENE - -

#poc writers #anime headcanons #black reader #attack on titan #aot x black!reader #anime x black!reader #poc reader #erwin headcanons #hange headcanons #levi headcanons #attack on titan headcanons

[venussaidso]

Reflection Of You, episode 16, R A N T

Just a rant, full of cussing and hate and anger. Because holy shit, the ending sucked. What the fuck is this ending. I hate ittttttttt.

It's a revenge story over cheating lmaooo 😭 It was pathetic from the start.

Okay but I give credit to the acting, cinematography and overall it wasn't horrible. It wasn't a complete cheese fest. It was good, actually. 7/10.

Haewon's permanent smirk is corny as fuck and the fact that someone as pathetic as her wins in the end just irated me. Like girl go to hell. None of that made sense.

So, only after destroying Heejoo's family life and being a pathetic hoe who doesn't want to fix her life and leave it all to God's karma, does she miraculously succeed in life.

Lmao. Okay.

🎶It don't make senseeee🎶

People like her remain in the gutter.

The ending now shows that she has the life Heejoo had, and Heejoo comes looking ragged as hell as she stares at an art exhibition poster promoting Haewon's work. Haewon was in this ragged looking state in episode one, wearing a green jacket like Heejoo is now. Like, the cycle of revenge is starting all over again except its the two characters switched around. Except it's even more dumber because Heejoo asked to be punished, she has nothing to avenge for when she did this to herself. WHAT. ARE. YOU. IMPLYING. KDRAMA? That she gonna be Haewon 2.0? K.

She should've went to the police, not abandon her family like that. Her family doesn't deserve their mother disappearing without a trace! Her punishment should've been going to jail. It's got nothing to do with Haewon. Woojai is the psycho bastard in all this and everybody should know, too. Not that shit that she and him escaped together. Haewon enjoyed rubbing that idea in Hyungsung's face, didn't she? Like bitch your quarrels are with Heejoo, stick to that lane.

Nobody got time for a roach like her in real life, let's be honest here. Filing a restraining order over dat bitch is the way things go straight up. Maximized security etc. That's why I didn't buy this story, like, okay, so stalker bitch just walks around delivering revenge dishes to rich folks and the rich folks just sit there idly getting anxious asf over her. OK, story.

I hate this ending so much. So what now, Heejoo is going to get revenge on Haewon for ruining her life? When Heejoo willingly abandoned it for Haewon's "punishment"? Who the fuck is Haewon anyway? The Angel Of Karma? She God or something? Rather, Heejoo's life should've turned to hell without any influence from Haewon. To be fair that is what kinda happened. Haewon is an incompetent schemer, so Heejoo turned her life to hell on her own. It should've ended that way. But it didn't. We should've watched her ass thrown in jail. Everything else is unnecessary.

The moment Heejoo went on her knees for that pathetic hoe was the moment I was half done with this shit. Haewon is not God, she ain't shit. She should've handled this the right way. This could've all been avoided. Maybe that's the whole point of the story. That even a mistake you make, big or small, common or not, can ruin your life drastically. Karma has no measurements. So, I guess there's that. Actually, lemme appreciate that interpretation for a sec— yea no the ending thought it did something but it did nothing. Sorry, I'm grading it 6/10 now.

I don't like Haewon, I don't care, I don't caree, I don't caree!!😫

#reflection of you #reflections of you #kdrama #kdrama rant #jung hee joo #jung heejoo #goo hae won #goo haewon #seo woo jae #seo woojae #ahn hyun sung #ahn hyunsung #go hyun jung #go hyunjung #kim jae young #kim jaeyoung #shin hyun been #shin hyunbeen #choi won young #choi wonyoung

[tchallasbabymama]

Are you working on anything right now

I'm still writing Crossroads Blues for @brattyfics Fall Fluff Challenge. I'm not done with the first draft yet, but here's a little taste:

T’Challa read Monica's letter over and over until he couldn’t see through the curtain of tears pouring from his eyes. When he had no more tears left in him, he continued to just sit there in heavy silence. He stared unblinkingly at the kiss she had left next to her name in his favorite red lipstick and inhaled the scent of her perfume she had spritzed onto the page. Just as another round of tears snuck up on him, he heard faint whistling down the road, so he wiped his eyes and nose with his handkerchief to make himself presentable…or at least not a complete wreck.

A man that couldn’t be a day under sixty-five came into view. His clothes had seen better days, and the old brown shoes on his feet were almost worn completely through, but he walked like a man on top of the world. He saw T’Challa sitting under the tree and tipped his wide-brimmed straw hat his way. It seemed for a moment like the man was going to keep walking, but something shiny on the ground caught his eye.

“Dese yuhs?” the man asked as he crouched down to pick up the three brand new pennies.

“No.”

“Must be my lucky day.” A crooked smile spread across the old man’s face, putting his missing tooth on display as he pocketed the coins. T’Challa sent a polite smile the man’s way, but all that did was pique his curiosity. “What brings yuh out here, youngblood? Look like yuh got a prob’m or some’n.”

T’Challa really didn’t feel like engaging in conversation, but he humored the stranger nonetheless, hoping he’d be on his way soon enough.

“Just a lot on my mind,” he mumbled.

“Youse a long way from home, I tell yuh dat,” the man chuckled as he came a little closer. “Mind if I join yuh? See, I been walkin since sun-up, n I gotta rest my ol bones.”

T’Challa reluctantly nodded and the man took a seat against the tree next to him. His eyes fell to the letter in T’Challa’s hand and he caught a glimpse of the lipstick print as he pulled the black and mild from behind his ear.

“Mind if I smoke?”

“By all means.”

T’Challa was only halfway paying attention to the man, but he could’ve sworn he didn’t hear the flick of a lighter or strike of a match despite the fact that the man had already begun to smoke from his cheap cigar. He turned to look at him for a moment and the man winked.

“Name’s Elias. What dey call yuh?”

“T’Challa.”

“Where yuh from?”

“Rwanda.”

“Yuh know, I was gon guess Africa wit dat accent yuh got.”

T’Challa couldn’t help but chuckle at the animated old man.

“So, what’s on yuh mind, youngblood? In my exper’ence, not much’ll make a fella in a suit as nice as yuhs get down in da dirt.”

T’Challa looked back down at the letter and fought the lump forming in his throat.

“Lemme guess, yuh lady dumped yuh?”

“She died,” T’Challa grumbled.

“Well, gotdamn.” He pulled off his hat, revealing his balding head. “My condolences.”

“Thank you,” T’Challa sighed. “I just wish I could’ve been with her…seen her one last time.”

Elias nodded.

“Dat’s how I feel bout my Neicey. Twenty years done passed, but I swear on da bible she right dere next ta me sometimes,” he murmured around his black and mild. “Dey neva really leave us, do dey, youngblood?”

Know that I’ll always be there for you whenever you need me. You may not be able to see me or hear me or feel my presence, but I’ll be there.

“I suppose not.”

“Lemme ask yuh some’n.”

“Ok.”

“What’d yuh give up ta have one last chance ta see yuh lady?”

“Everything.”

“Woah dere, youngblood. Don’t go sayin thangs yuh don’t mean,” Elias warned. “Thank on it. What’d yuh gimme if I could let yuh have one last day?”

“A whole day?”

“Mmmhm.”

“Name your price and I’d pay it.”

“I couldn’t take no money from a grieving man. How bout yuh owe me a favor instead?” Elias asked. “Won’t be nothin big, I promise.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“So, if yuh could go back ta any day-”

“I wouldn’t. I’d live a brand new day with her…make a new memory.”

“That’ll cost yuh a big favor.”

“I’d do whatever you want to see her one last time.”

Elias took a drag and blew smoke from his nose.

“Imma hold yuh ta it, youngblood,” he warned playfully as he held out his hand. T’Challa smirked and decided to play into the old man’s antics. He grabbed his hand in a firm handshake and felt a shock of static electricity coming from Elias’ fingertips.

The two of them sat in silence until Elias finished smoking.

“Well, I should get ta goin,” he groaned as he stood from the ground to a symphony of popping joints. “Pleasure doin business wit yuh, T’Challa.”

For some reason, his name seemed to echo in the air around them, and T’Challa decided it was probably just a result of emotional and physical exhaustion.

“Uh, you too, Elias.”

T’Challa watched as the old man took off back down the road, whistling the same song that was on his lips when he arrived.

#preview #slide up in my ask box #ask cece #anon

[attemptingtowriteagain]

Masterlist - Updated 08/17/2020

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader - Kiss prompt #1

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader - Kiss Prompt #2 (NSFWish)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Senator!Reader

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Senator!Reader

Obi-Wan Kenobi - I’m tired of being your secret

Obi-Wan - I might have slept in your robe while you were gone

Commander Cody

Commander Cody x Jedi!Reader

Commander Cody x Reader Imagine

Cody - I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay

Cody - We both know that I should walk away but I can’t

Captain Rex

Imagine tripping over your own feet and Rex catching you in a dip

Rex x Padawan!Reader

Rex x Reader

Captain Rex x Jedi!Reader

Imagine Rex asking you to marry him

Rex - What’s in the box

Rex - So... Breakfast?

Arc Trooper Echo

Imagine spending a lazy day with Echo

Arc Trooper Echo x Reader

Echo - I don’t know why I’m crying

Echo - I adore you

Arc Trooper Fives

Imagine Fives always telling you lame pick-up lines

Fives x Reader

Fives - This is by far the dumbest thing you’ve ever done

Clone Trooper Jesse

Jesse x Reader (NSFW)

Jesse - If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me

Jesse - Are you really flirting with me right now

Jesse - Ugh, not you again

Commander Wolffe

Commander Wolffe x Reader

Commander Wolffe x Reader

Commander Wolffe x Reader

Wolffe - Well this will make an exciting diary entry

Wolffe - Let me tell you exactly where in the hell you can go

Wolffe - The baby’s kicks are keeping me up

Clone Trooper Kix

Kix - I brought you some caf

Kix - Are you still awake

Clone Trooper Hardcase

Hardcase - First one to make a sound loses

Hardcase - I love you a lot, but please stop trying to cook me dinner, you suck

500 Follower Appreciation 

14 - Morning wood sliding against your ass - Kix

25 - His fingers sliding between you own - Wolffe

NSFW 5-10 Sentence Requests

(Below the cut in case people don’t like NSFW)

NSFW with Fives or Wolffe playing strip-poker? XD Thank you ;)

NSFW Headcanon: Can I get a hc where the reader strip-dances around Hardcase during a night at 79’s? owo

Hello there! For NSFW headcanon thing: may I please request first time with Obi?

NSFW head cannon request: Rex likes to surprise his S/O in the shower to initiate intimate times ;) Thanks a ton!

You said so yourself, you can send as many as you want!!! THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD!!! Lemme request a Tup ficlet, where they do a quickie before battle?

NSFW headcanon Request. Fives enjoys morning sex. Please and thanks!!

3rd time here again, back and betta aye Lemme get a Kix ficlet where Kix teases the reader throughout the day, and when they get into the barracks shit really starts going uphill?

NSFW Headcanon request please! Wolffe likes marking his s/o😏 p.s your writing is AMAZING liebling😍i love you💞

NSFW headcanon request: Cody finds the reader masturbating to him; Cody gives them an intimate time after finding them in that stance? ;)

NSFW headcannon: Hardcase loves the risk of getting caught. Thank you so much!

Hi! Can I request a NSFW with Fives and Reader having sex after having some stupid fight? Thank you!! :)

THERE HASN’T BEEN A CODY NSFW HEADCANON SO HERE IS MY THOT ASS- Nsfw ficlet Where Cody likes to use leashes on their s/o?

I love your writing! Can I get a 5 sentence NSFW Wolffe? That he loves to eat out his s/o on the kitchen table? Please and thank you!

Can you do the the Nsfw headcannon of Captain Rex fucking his gf while she wears his helmet? THANK YOU🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

For the NSFW headcannons can you write Hardcase loves cumming in his ladyfriend? I need more of him❤️ You’re the best!

For the NSFW headcannons can you write Hardcase loves cumming in his ladyfriend? I need more of him❤️ You’re the best!

NSFW head cannon please and thank you : Echo is reeeeaaalllyyy good at oral ;)

NSFW head cannon request: Anything with Rex and blindfold. Pretty please and thanks!

Hello! NSFW with a frustrated Wolffe after lost a battle? Thank you!

I just had this thought as like, an NSFW headcanon where Fives likes to talk dirty in his s/o’s ear just to tease them during the day and to just get them in the mood

NSFW ficlet with Hardcase? His S/O and him went on a secret mission, and his s/o is dressed up in a extremely revealing costume, and Hardcase just does them when they go back to Coruscant. Thanks! I REALLY LOVE THESE

NSFW heascanon for Cody. He starts off slow and loves foreplay but once the first article of clothing gets removed the whole mood changes 😉

Nsfw ficlet where his s/o is a pole dancer, and during their break, Cody just takes them backstage and just pounds into them relentlessly until his s/o cannot walk straight?

NSFW Ficlet with Kix? Kix likes to do BDSM with his s/o?

NSFW request: Rex’s reunion with his girlfriend after a long time apart gets heated ;). Thanks!

Nsfw ficlet with Fives? He likes to use sex toys on his s/o?

Your writing is awesome! Can I request nsfw Cody with a jedi lover after thinking they were dead (dat sweet ‘i almost lost you’ stuff tho)

Hi! Can I request an NSFW head cannon w/ Wolffe please? He really likes it when his s/o rides him? Thank you!

NSFW Request: Captain rex being the readers first time. Thanks a ton!

NSFW with Fives throwing a “special” birthday party for reader?

NSFW ficlet with Rex? He loves to use sex toys on his s/o in bed?

Hello! I really love your stories, and I am so in love with these NSFW ficlets!! Could I request with Jesse, please? Jesse likes to use his hands on his girl to make her cum a lot???

Nsfw headcannon? Fives loves getting head in public Thank youuu

i see that you’re writing again!!! may i get a nsfw request where cody likes to finger his s/o and see her squirt? 

I see NSFW requests are open again >:D Rex gets too stressed sometimes working on files so his s/o decides to help relieve his stress by riding him

....nsfw clones? Hmm. Any that doesn't get enough love or your muse...or who fits best for this. GF that loves going down on them. And if your feeling it. Separate or together. F2f who loves being railed against a wall by their lover ;p

I love your writing! Could you write NSFW with cyborg Echo and his s/o? His metal arm could vibrate and they used it in bed. S/o convince Echo that he's still her Echo no matter how he looks.

im a hoe and im back for the requests. ANYWAYS, can i get a nsfw request where hardcase has his s/o pose up as a stripper and he gets really turned on so he fucks her really hard in the back rooms 😳😳😳

Yo I asked for an nsfw request a long time ago when they were closed and I'm so glad they're back. ❤ Can I *cough* *slides a $20* get: Can I request a rex nsfw ficlet and he and s/o got a thing for cum. Like lots of it and everywhere. 👌

Headcannon idea, Obi Wan wall sex? Or sex standing up, where he is holding the reader?

Could you do Obi Wan face sitting?

can i get a nsfw request where cody likes to get called ‘commander’ in the bedroom?

Nsfw request: Rex making his s/o squirt for the first time and being really into it??

hey! can i get nsfw request with commander cody where the reader fingers herself on a comlink video call with the commander? he commands her on what to do and stuff? thanks!

nsfw headcanon thing idk - for kix: he gets a holovideo of his s/o masturbating and he jacks off to the video then his s/o catches him; then they masturbate to one another before fucking ❤️ thanks

Can I ask for an NSFW headcannon with obi wan and the reader engaging in some bdsm?

nsfw headcanon - tup loves to eats out his s/o on the table; his s/o loves to praise him and run her fingers through his long hair. thanks!

Hello there! I love the frustrated Wolffe NSFW headcannon and was wondering if we could get one for Rex?

NSFW for Rex- reader is a huge tease and Rex finally snaps and roughly fucks the reader

nsfw request with hardcase pretty please? he likes to pick up his s/o and eat them out against the wall as he squeezes at her tits? thank you☺️

NSFW with kix needing some help from his “nurse?”

NSFW: fives eats you out from under your desk while a commander tries to talk to you!

nsfw prompt w/ jesse - they catch their s/o pleasuring themselves and see their lewd expressions and sounds; jesse teaches them some patience

hello! can i have a nsfw prompt with fives? reader is his s/o and she gives him a lap dance for him? fives takes care of her ;)

nsfw with wolffe asking his s/o if he's making them feel good

NSFW for captain rex and s/o where the s/o is pleasuring themselves when rex walks in and they're super embarrassed and tries to apologize when rex decides to help them

NSFW Jesse eating out mechanic reader while she’s bent over fixing something?

for the nsfw request! Echo talking dirty to reader at inappropriate (and appropriate) times 💙

Nsfw prompt with Cody - Cody saves reader and she repays him for his heroic act

nsfw prompt for echo - his s/o wears very revealing clothing around him and echo can't take it anymore and rips off her clothing. thanks

NSFW request: teasing Jesse in front of the shinies and he orders them to clear out so he can fuck your face 😜

NSFW: Fives x reader where it’s the readers first time please? Thanks!

i’d like to request a nsfw prompt with echo? his s/o always sends him lewd photos of herself for him when he’s away, and when he’s coming back she sends him a picture with her in his favorite set of lingerie. thank you❣️

Idk if it’s canon but I feel like Jesse is a bit bigger than your average clone? I was hoping for the NSFW prompt you could write something about him having a size kink and teasing the reader by saying dirty things throughout the day! Thank you!

NSFW with Rex where the reader made him jealous and he snaps? Thanks Love

nsfw prompt - reader is wolffe’s s/o; s/o rides/sits on her commander’s face ;)

Can you do a NSFW with Cody where he just teases her throughout the whole day please? Thanks.

Jesse smut pre order 66

nsfw with wolffe when the reader enjoys teasing

wolffe fucking his s/o inside a laat gunship? thank u❤️

NSFW: could you please do one where the reader is Cody’s first time?? I’ve never seen it done before, and your writing is amazing I thought I’d as you!

Nsfw of Wolffe fucking the reader.

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[issasama]

-Under the Wraps-

BNHA BoysXGN Reader

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“Sticks n’ stones may break my bones but Chains and Whips Excite Me.”-Rihanna💜

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Warning: MAJOR SMUTT, Aged Up(18+)!!GN’ Reader!! Angst, Restraining, Degradation Kinks, etc.

Characters: KirishimaXReader, ShinsouXReader, DabiXreader, AizawaXReader

Summ: *Insert Boy* wanted to try restraining you and you had it on your mind anyway so you didn’t hesitate to let him have some fun~🙆🏽‍♀️🌸

Code Words: Y/N=Your Name, E/C= Eye Color, S/C=Skin Color, L/N= Last Name

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Kirishima Eijiro

Holy shit, honestly you didn’t even see him as the type to do that

Probably tried practicing asking you as a scenario in his head multiple times

Definitely had a confident outside but was secretly ready to have a heart attack on the inside(probably did)

“Hey...erm-I have a question. Can we try restraining the next time we have sex?”

He swore he’d try to be gentle since whenever you guys do it his quirk activates when he cums and he ends up breaking the bed or the frame or wall—

Yeah bad habits—But aye he’s trying

So you decided to give it a shot cause it was a thought in the back of your mind already too anyway

Ohhhh shit..Now sis sit down n’ lemme tell you-

“Please please please...Eijiro” the incoherent words fumbling out of your mouth as you’re fucked dumb. Hands in cuffs as your legs are somewhat tied giving you movement but not enough. “Shit y/n, pretty little pussy is so wet..you like being tied up like this don’t you?” A harsh slap to your ass waiting for a reply..”Ah, y..yes daddy..Please please don’t stop” you already came twice but that wasn’t enough for him.

Just one more time, he wanted to hear your inaudible screams and feel you clamp down around his length as you came undone for him. Shit the thought of it messing with his head. He leaned down, mouth to ear..”Come on baby, I know you’ve got one more in there for me let it out” you squeal at the sudden warmth against your face. “Eijiro-“ your eyes swell up with tears at the overstimulation of his hand on your puffy clit...”I’m right here babe, come on y/n..cum for me” as if on cue with his demand you came. Covering both his cock and his hand with your cum..”Fuck yeah..s-shit” throwing his head back he reached his high right after.. Looking down to meet your tired form before placing a gentle kiss to your temple. “Thank you pebble, now let’s get you cleaned up and treated” voice soothing as you managed to form a smile. "You're so perfect for me.. my little pebble." ❤️

Shinsou Hitoshi

You see how in the picture above ☝🏽, he got on the scarf

Yeah that’s what he used to restrain you

And it’s so fucking evil cause the material is so gentle and comforting but how it’s wrapped around your neck and tits makes it unbearable to escape from

He didn’t really ask-? He just did it and waited for a sign that said “Please continue” which is what he got

After all you guys have a safe-word so he knows his boundaries/limitations during intimacy

Although sometimes he gets a bit feral 🙆🏽‍♀️

“Fuck Kitten, you’re gonna make me lose my mind if you keep squeezing my cock like that” Shinsou’s low grunt filling up the room

You didn’t expect for it to get so good, just a little bondage but not to the point where you felt you were gonna burst

“Please please please, don’t stop” the only sentence you could coherently say that night as his hips rut into you

Bruises and Marks cover what used to be your delicate s/c skin

“Yeah, ngh, you like that?”

“Like how I’m fucking you so good and you can’t even do anything about it”

“Come on say something y/n”

No response as he reaches down to leave sloppy figure 8’s on your sensitive clit

That burning feeling rising once more as you felt yourself about to lose it

“Ah..shit shit shit-, Shinsou please w..wait”

Grinning he ignored your request going faster

“M’ gonna c...cum..M’ gonna cum!!”

Bending down he kissed you, sloppy kisses and lewd noises filled the room as you reached you soaked his hand up to his wrist(not that minded)

“S..shit, you’re so fucking wet”

“Sadly for you, I haven’t came yet.”

Keeping up his pace as you were trying to calm down from your high

“Kitten” 💜

Todoroki Touya

This bitch—

This Mf gonna manipulate you into doing it (Not that you minded)

But this burnt purple grape gonna start talking about some “I’m gonna wrap you up all pretty for me, yeah? Fuck you dumb while you can’t even do anything about it”

Not even begging to, just saying he’s going to do it

Honesty he enjoys it, like every bit of it

The type to probably forget you’re tired for a second ad debate on keeping you that way for a little longer

He knows not to hurt you I mean how could he hurt his little baby?

But he’s such a bitch 😭🙌🏽, like mans went feral on dat ass-

“Hey why are you-“ that’s one handcuff on your left wrist and seconds after now the right. “Dabi, what do you think you’re doing?” You weren’t able to get the rest of your protests out before he quickly had your hands behind your hand, wrists pinned, and back arched. “Told you already, m’ gonna wrap you up all pretty for me” you were ready to argue but you bit your lip at the sudden feeling of his cock rubbing against your ass, that’s when he spit on it and you lost it. Head thrown back as he slid himself into you, merciless speed before he grabbed a hold of your hair and just fucked you like it was the last thing he’d get to do, the last thing he wanted to do. “Ah, fuck please..f..faster-“, words fumbled out of your mouth with a quick sharp reply..”Shut up, I’ll fuck you how I want” he snarled at you as he continued to leave harsh slaps on your ass, mark after mark, and you loved it.

“Shit you’re pussy sucking me so well babe, you’ve been waiting for this haven’t you? Waiting for me to stuff you with me cock huh you needy little whore?” You whined at his names and tightened around him giving him the cue that you were enjoying this..”Yeah-fuck, you like that?” a harsh slap leaving your ass red n’ bruised as he waited for an answer. “Ngh-y..yes, fuck fuck fuck..m’ cumming!!” Eyes rolling to the back of your head before you soaked his cock and wrist with your juices. “Good fucking girl, ooh shit. Feels so fucking good, clampn’ down on me like that” you let other breathy sighs as your eyes filled with tears once his pace quickened before he grabbed your hair and lifted your head up to see fresh tears stroll down your face. “Sadly for you, I haven’t cum yet..

Slut”🖤

Aizawa Shota

Okay we all have to agree he's a bit soft about it at first until you start teasing

Just like Shinsou he uses his scarf but wouldn't mind ropes, handcuffs, etc.

Honestly was NOT expecting for you to bring it up so casually

"Hey Shota?"

"Yes, what is it y/n?"

"Can we try bondage??"

Mans was so caught off gaurd his frontal lobe was reloading the minute you asked

He thought you meant right away which led to this....

"S..shota!! What are you doing?" as much as you wanted to stop him you couldn't, hands behind your head as his leg was fitting snug between yours

"Didn't you want this, kitten?" his face smug as he lowered himself down, breath hitching agaisnt your skin

"Well yeah, b..but we could have done it later sho-" your words cut off with a deep kiss, your heart sunk at his touch

Without even realizing your hands were in cuffs as he tore away at your clothing

"Damn.." he paused admiring your figure, the way your waist curved out towards your hips, your perfect breasts nice and curved

He grinned before leaning down and sucking on one of your nipples while his other hand ran down your leg to find you inner thigh

As a result you closed your legs on him, causing him to let out a slight huff of annoyance as he used his scarf to keep your legs open

"Try that one more time kitten and I promise these legs won't be the only thing ruined and bruised"

Well now what? All you could do was lay there and submit to his words and actions

Not that you minded..your moans were enough of a sentence for him

"S..shota-"

"Fuck the way you say my name..I can't wait to leave you all messy for me..

Brat"

-The End-