#not my stupid ass having to repost it bc i fucked up????????

[faetreides]

summary: rafe cameron x afab maid!reader

cw: titfucking, rimming/ass eating, collaring, power imbalance/dubcon, no real face slapping but reader gets rafe’s rings pressed into their face, gun mentions, rafe talks about wanting to do a line off reader’s tits, throwaway implication that his dad saw you, general rafe-esque warnings 💀, very plotless & possibly ooc (i’m new to the show but i’ve been lurking for a bit), rafe spits on reader, slight dumbification/objectification, hate sex coded but that's more bc i have a love/hate relationship with rafe, he calls reader a bitch once and a also a slut once, use of good girl

block & move on if uncomfortable !!

do not translate, repost, or give ai my work

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This stupid carpet is hell on your knees. Not that there was any time to pull a pillow down under them, you were pulled into the room and shoved down so fast you got dizzy. You’re brought out of your ruminations by a rough palm seizing your face in its grasp and squeezing. 

Rafe huffs, leaning forward to make sure he didn’t miss the way your eyes widened as his fingers tightened. His gaudy rings are going to leave impressions on your cheeks but it’s hard to care about that right now. One second, you’re dusting off the son of your employer’s bedroom, and the next you’re getting a wad of split slung on your face. 

Your pussy decides to be a traitor and clench in response. 

“Sorry ‘bout that………” Rafe trails off, flicking the spit off your cheek like he was picking at a persistent hangnail. 

The apology is as insincere as it could be but something about the bored inflection in his tone gets you wet. 

“It’s fine.” Your “ice princess facade” as he’s called it  falls apart a tad, an embarrassing heat blooming throughout your face. 

He seems satisfied with his attempt at amateur art and scoops the rest up with two of his fingers. He doesn’t ask you to clean them off, just shoves them in between your plump lips without a word. 

“You’re so fuckin’ messy, being such a shitty maid right now, you know that, babe?” He hums, giving your face one final squeeze. 

You’re not even sure he knows your name, he sure doesn’t act like it. All he does is coo at you condescendingly as you suckle on his fingers, telling you how much better you are at this. Once you’ve done an adequate job of polishing them off, he pulls the digits away and gives you a weak love tap. Rafe’s obviously wanting to wring something else out of you. 

You hate that your first instinct is to say “Yes, sir?” 

You also hate that it’s what actually fucking comes out of your mouth. 

The grin that splits his mouth reminds you of the only time you’ve ever successfully caught a mouse in an old fashioned trap. A vermin that used to disgust you until it stayed and you gave it a name. And then your mom has to turn you away from the sight of Jacque’s tiny body cleaved in two. 

“Get those fucking clothes off, now.” He orders you, palming himself through his khakis. "And toys don't talk back."

You roll your eyes and comply. You ignore Rafe's ramblings about how he wished his dad made you wear one of those skimpy made costumes without underwear, that he way he could stare at your pussy whenever you bent over. The door is wide open, you know you could just make a break for it if you wanted. But you kind of like how the humiliation twists your stomach in a knot. The air in the room gets so much hotter when you focus on the large bulge in front of your face.

As soon as your uniform is lying on the hardwood floor in a rumpled heap, your tits are being squished together. Rafe takes several moments to weigh each globe of flesh in his hands.

"Pretty tits, always wondered what they looked like under that stupid uniform. Wanted to make a mess of you so bad but you had to be all fuckin' stuck up and prissy." He hisses, digging his nails into your breasts.

He massages them in circular motions, forcing them to press together like he could cum untouched to the sight of it alone.

You obediently stay silent as you watch Rafe stagger to his feet and wrestle his leather belt out of his pants. His bottom lip is being toyed with to the point that tiny drops of blood are peeking out of the skin. The leather makes a thwack! sound as it passes through the final belt loop and flops around. Rafe continues to eye your tits like a hawk as he wraps the belt around his hand and kneels down to your level.

He tilts your head up with one finger under your chin, "This is going around your neck, okay? I don't have a leash to go with it, but I'll get one for next time."

You open your mouth to speak or maybe to moan at the vision of the expensive leather tensely coiled around your vulnerable neck like a snake about to strike. The warning look he gives you shut you up, but your damp panties made you want to push him further.

"Don't move a muscle."

The belt was warm to the touch, probably because of all the hours Rafe had spent on the golf course or wherever his "business" takes him. You stay perfectly still as he curled it around your neck, having to wrap it around you again due to the length. The metal belt buckle clicked as he fastens it, tugging it firmly to test how tight it was. It definitely feels like a weight baring down on you, but you seem to be able to breathe so he steps back again.

"There we go, pretty bitch just for me."

His pants fall to the ground unceremoniously, revealing the cock you may have had a stray wet dream or two about. Crowned by neatly and clearly obsessively trimmed hair, it looks about 7 inches and thicker than your forearm. His cock has a slight left curve, with a couple prominent veins and an almost reddish-pink colored tip that puffs out at the sides a bit.

Rafe's cockhead catches the drool that embarrassingly leaks out of your mouth, and you kitten lick the slit as you stare up at him through your lashes. You want to smile at the punched-out groan emanating from above you, but he might slap you for getting cocky, it wouldn't be unwelcome.

"You like it, babe? Yeah, I bet you do."

He brings your hands up to your tits and you pick up on what he wants you to do. Anticipating Rafe Cameron's needs is part of your job after all. You scrape the sides of your chipped painted nails against them as you softly cup and squish the globes together, creating a perfect pocket for him.

"Good girl." He chuckles, ruffling your hair like you were his pet.

He savors the wet slide of his cock through the valley of your breasts. You hold them impossibly closer together, ignoring the discomfort by getting lost in the game of peek a boo his tip is playing with you during every thrust. A near constant stream of precum is flowing from the silt and ending up all over the tops of your tits.

Rafe pants as he speeds up his thrusts, his pupils expanding as he takes in the spectacle of you hot dogging him with your tits. For how preppy he likes to act sometimes, he sure does seem to enjoy painting you with his bodily fluids. He weaves his hands down from their deadly hold on your hair to pinch and flick your nipples.

" 'G-gonna cream all over these gorgeous tits, get them messy, then snort some coke off your nipples after.”

It doesn't take as long as a man like him would prefer before he's spilling all over your heaving chest with a sound so inhuman you'd think he was possessed.

You're past caring if he sees you hungrily open your mouth as wide as possible in the hopes of catching some of his cum in your mouth. You grind your sopping wet cunt against the floor when you do, and fuck it tastes better than it has any right to.

A quiet 'shit' rings out and the room spins as you're swiftly flipped on your stomach. Rafe crowds behind you and yanks your hips up. You don't think much of it until you feel warm breath on your ass. You jolt in surprise, and he gives you a light smack on both cheeks before spreading them with his thumb.

"Bet you thought I wanted your pussy, huh? Well, this tiny hole right here looks much cuter, you can't blame me. We'll get you some cute plugs." Followed by a flat tongue licking a stripe over your rim. He gives your hole a strangely soft peck and then teases the tip of his tongue past the entrance.

You squeal, which you'd be mortified by if the sensation of Rafe's tongue filling up your ass didn't feel so good. The way he curls it and jabs it deeper between your cheeks in short busts is running a huge risk of causing you to go insane. It's like he's exploring every nook and cranny, you should be laughing because the man that treats you like a back-alley whore is up to his ears in your ass. His groans and grunts are muffled but they give you the confidence to be louder.

He drags his face away and hangs his tongue over you until a load of saliva drips down onto you. You shiver when it meets your hole. A high-pitched moan comes out when he massages it into the puckered skin with his thumb.

He dots sloppy open-mouthed kisses up and down your rim, nipping the flesh as he goes.

"I would say it's gonna be too tight, but sluts like you can take anything, right?"

You're too busy nodding to notice the sound of shoes hitting the floor in their rush to get away, or that the person wearing them softly closes the door behind them.

#had a hotter middle pic but the guy looked more like his dad #anyway very nervous about branching out i don't want to even look at this #kinktober #⚰️.deaddove #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron smut #outer banks #outer banks x reader #outer banks x you #obx #rafe x reader #rafe x you #rafe imagine #rafe outer banks #rafe obx #rafe fic #dark fic #ish

[kairitai]

❤ BAKING WITH MIRIO TOGATA ❤

based off a very small segment of a dream i had, and all i remember were the funny screaming bc haha funny

warnings: nothing, just a mess of a baking session

if you thought baking with this man was going to be a peaceful activity think again.

this bitch is an ABSOLOUTE MENACE in the kitchen, you would not get anything done around him period.

he'd kill you with horrible puns and stupid baking themed pick up lines. It would be torture if you weren't dating him.

"That batter has Egg-Celent consistency, good job babe :))" "Shut the fuck up”

no he does not know shit about baking, if there is no book the whole dorm would go down in flames.

whisks with too much wrist, does not know his strength in every day tasks.

ITS ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTILL HE INHALES THE SUGAR HE TRIED TO THROW AT YOU.

"What if I activated my quirk and stuck my head in the oven?" "N O ."

does it anyway.

juggles eggs, is surprisingly very good at it, does not crack anything.

HE PUNCHED THE ELECTRIC MIXER ON REFLEX BC IT SPOOKED HIM????/2/?/22/2?@?

put him on decorating duty, please. It would make him so happy :((

keep him away from sprinkles he will go ham on them if left unsupervised.

made marshmallow duck family :((

he sniffed the vanilla essence and was so upset it tasted so bitter; he would have downed the whole bottle if it wasn't for the taste.

"IT SMELLS LIKE THE SWEET TEARS OF JESUS WHY DID IT TASTE LIKE ASS???"

if you were baking a pie, 30% of the filling would be gone before you put it in the crust.

overall 10/10 baking experience with this man its a fit of screaming and its perfect <3

Mirios shenanigans are really fun to write, I was giggling like an idiot.

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK, REBLOGS ARE APRECIATED ♥

#mirio togata #mirio #mirio togata x reader #mirio x reader #mirio togara x y/n #mirio x you #mirio togata x you #mirio x y/n #mha mirio togata #mha fanfiction #mirio togata headcanons #mirio headcanons #mirio togata fanfiction #mha x reader #bhna x reader

[rottingreveries]

GG!

pairing: frat boy!haitani ran x fem!reader (she/her pronouns)

synopsis: ran wants to break you, but you aim to beat him at his own game.

rating: nsfw! MDNI. i’m watching <3

cw: heavy cursing, ran n rin are kinda misogynistic >:(, smoking (weed), shotgunning, dubcon only bc of the smoking, dom!ran, sub!reader, oral (f!receiving), fingering, spitting, size kink if you squint, some degradation, implied squirting, overstim, ran is a cocky piece of shit but so are you bae!

wc: 2,539

a/n: this might be familiar to some of you as it’s a repost from my old blog, but i wanted to put it back on tumblr rather than just my ao3 bc i’m currently working on a part 2 :) (finally LOL)

haitani ran is never one to lose his cool, but god help him, he thinks he might lose it anytime he thinks about you.

he’s known around campus for getting anything or anyone he wants, but you’ve changed that. without even meaning to, you pick away at his ego each and every chance you get. never before has someone turned him down as much as you have, and the fact that you bat your lashes and smile up at him when you do, to top it all off? you’re so irritating.

ran has decided that he hates you— he hates you and your pretty voice, your even prettier face, and dear god, your fucking body— he hates that he can’t get enough of you.

but what he hates the most is the fact that you make him work for even an ounce of your attention, and he can tell that you know what you’re doing. he knows just by the way you hold his gaze with that all too confident and mischievous look in your eyes.

and on top of that, even when you haven’t given in even a little bit no matter how much he’s pushed you, he still wants to bend you to his fucking will– and if that doesn’t work, he’ll just break you instead.

that usually isn’t an issue for him, as he’s never had a hard time getting the woman he has his eyes set on. you keep proving to be a different story, however.

ran thinks his best course of action is to start simple; he’ll get your number under the guise of missing last week’s notes. it’s easy enough, and that’s worked every single time so far. but when you look at him with a kind, calming smile and utter, “no,” he’s completely fucking floored.

you don’t even offer a reason or excuse. just a flat no before walking past him to head back to your seat. you know who he is and you know exactly what he aims to do, which is precisely why you want to keep him at arm’s length, yet still keep his attention solely on you.

you live for the thrill of it all— of beating an arrogant man at his own game. ran isn’t even slightly aware of that, but he is well aware of the fact that something is up. he has no idea what, though, and he can’t stand it.

you’re even more irritating than you were before, now. he’s irritated that he can’t figure you out or get you to budge, and he complains about you to his brother non-fucking-stop, which drives rindo up the damn walls.

“she’s just so fuckin’ annoying. never met a bitch with a stick shoved that far up her ass–”

“so maybe, here’s a crazy thought, just leave her alone, then?”

rindo’s words make a lot of sense, but ran still can’t help but to look at him like he’s stupid. why would he want to leave you alone? sure, he tells rin all the time that he can drop you and get any bitch he wants if it comes down to it (his exact words, actually), but to just let you go? now, after how hard he’s been trying? that’s ridiculous!

“nah, ‘m not a bitch. i gotta see it through now,” ran says with a sly grin.

rindo, however, can see right through his brother, “yeah, whatever. never thought i’d see the day you’d be chasin’ some broad.”

ran simply shrugs his brother’s words off. he’s definitely not chasing you! at least, that’s what he keeps saying to himself, though it seems like rindo’s words might hold some truth when ran sees you again a few days later. you’ve show up to one of his parties, coincidentally, and he’s more than fucking happy to see you.

it’s almost like he’s giddy.

he blames it on the weed in his system, though, before pushing through the crowd so that he can head over to you. you’re alone for some reason, clad in a pretty skirt, joint between your soft lips, and phone in hand. it’s the perfect opportunity, he thinks.

“hey,” you speak first once he’s close enough, straining to talk over the loud music, and ran barely conceals his surprise. “i’ve been wanting to talk to you.”

“oh, yeah?”

bingo. he swears he’s got you right where he wants you– you’ve finally come around, he thinks– and he doesn’t stop for even a second to consider the fact that this is strange. usually he’d be a lot more perceptive but his mind is a bit too hazy for that at the moment.

if ran were sober, he’d have noticed that this was out of character for you. it would have been obvious that you had something planned. but instead, he simply falls right into your little trap. after all, the only thing he’s thinking about is fucking you absolutely stupid— how could he be expected to notice something was up?

“yeah,” you nod with a pretty smile. “we can smoke, if you want.”

are you crazy? of course he fucking wants to. ran has been waiting for a moment like this the entire semester— there was no chance in hell he’d turn you down. he doesn’t bother answering (you can tell what his answer is based on his grin alone, anyway), and opts to just lead you to a small sitting area instead.

you don’t hesitate to follow him and the conversation, much to your surprise, flows freely. in fact, you’re talking so easily that you’ve barely even hit the joint. it keeps burning out and you’ve had to relight it about three different times by the time ran finally gets tired and just takes it from you, lighting it himself and taking a hit so large that it nearly startles you.

and you don’t say anything to stop him, either, as you’re practically frozen when he scooches closer to you. before you can even begin to reel yourself back in, ran cups your jaw and turns your face towards his. when did he get that fucking close?

your mind is racing so fast that you can’t discern even a single coherent thought— the only thing you can actually make out is his lips brushing against yours, followed by the smoke he blows into your mouth. you don’t even remember parting your lips but the smoke is so thinned out by now that you have no problem inhaling it, anyway, and ran grins.

“good girl.”

if you were out of it before, your brain is completely fucking mush now. you finally get it, you think. you understand why people are so quick to fall for him. he’s fucking mesmerizing, and you know he’s just so damn cocky about it, too. so self assured and confident in his ability to get exactly what he wants, when he wants it.

he absolutely views this as a game, but unbeknownst to him, you’re the one holding all the cards.

as soon as you’ve blown the smoke back out, you close the distance between his lips and yours. the crowd around you doesn’t matter– everyone is too high or drunk to care anyway– you just want to feel him, and god, his lips are so fucking soft and his taste is more intoxicating than the weed. he blindly puts the joint out, you’re not even sure how, but you’re glad he didn’t pull away.

there’s a certain desperation behind the kiss that you’re hoping ran can’t feel, though in reality, he’s even more fucking eager than you are. he’s absolutely certain that he hasn’t been this excited at the idea of fucking someone since he was a teenager, and he’s already so fucking hard that it hurts.

and you– you’re fucking killing him, deliberately taking your time and teasing him with your fleeting kisses. he groans against you when you take his bottom lip between your teeth and gently tug, pulling him closer.

“you’ve been holdin’ out on me,” ran tells you as he pulls away, grinning at the string of spit that continues to connect the two of you. “y’know how bad you been pissin’ me off?”

“show me.”

fuck, fuck, fuck, ran is losing his goddamn mind and he can only pray that you don’t realize the effect you have on him. as soon as the words register, he grabs your wrist and tugs you off the couch with him and through the crowd. his hand rests at the small of your back and his touch is searing, but you love fucking it.

when you get to his room, ran lets his eagerness get the best of him and he practically shoves you inside. you expected this so you easily take it in stride, simply settling yourself on the edge of his bed, and your unbothered demeanor makes him want to ruin you more than he already does.

“lay down,” he says, to which you oblige.

ran’s large hands immediately find your plush thighs and without a second thought, he flips your skirt up to reveal your panties that are already embarrassingly wet. if he notices, he doesn’t say anything, simply taking in the view of you splayed out all pretty beneath him.

you squirm impatiently, “ran–”

his eyes flicker to yours only for a second, yet that alone was enough for you to get the message. you close your mouth and when he hooks his fingers under the band of your panties, you lift your hips to aid him in getting them off.

part of you can’t believe this– that you’re letting haitani ran see you like this, but you don’t care. he hasn’t even touched you yet and somehow you already feel dizzy and lightheaded in the best way, though that might just be the weed.

you aren’t certain, and honestly, that’s perfectly fine. you’d ruin the moment by thinking too much, so you relax and let ran do whatever he wants for the time being. he grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them towards your chest, audibly groaning at the sight of your glistening cunt.

“fuck, you’ve been holdin’ out on me,” ran repeats. he drops to his knees and hooks his arms around your thighs, tugging you closer and placing your legs over his shoulders. “look at this pretty fuckin’ pussy– all for me, huh?”

“‘course,” you breathe, already delirious. “please–”

you don’t even get to finish your sentence, as he spits directly onto your cunt and rubs it in with the hand that isn’t gripping your thigh. you gasp and jolt at the feeling, though it’s quickly replaced by his tongue instead as he licks a stripe up through your folds.

and god, ran is absolutely fucking obscene, sucking loudly and moaning against you as if he were the one being catered to. you scramble to grasp onto something, one hand settling at the back of his head and you can’t help but to wish that his hair wasn’t tied back in his usual braids right now so you could hold something.

“o-oh fuck,” you whimper as you fight the urge to rut your hips against his tongue.

it’s already too much and not enough at the same time, and you’re completely fucking shocked by how good ran is making you feel. it’s as if he already knows your body perfectly– like he’s taken the time to map out your body time and time again in his head. little do you know, he has.

“ran, i-i’m– fuck, cumming–”

“already?” he taunts, already sinking two fingers into you. it takes him no time at all to find the sweet spot inside you. you mewl, and he can’t get enough. “you’re so easy.”

you would have laughed at him for saying something so ridiculous under any other circumstances, but right now, you’re too preoccupied with your orgasm. it hits you so suddenly and you’re certain that you’ve never cum this hard before.

you can barely even fucking think right now but you still take the time to thank every god you can think of for the music being as loud as it is because you’re on the verge of screaming, tears heavy on your bottom lashes. you should have done this forever ago.

“ohh, that’s it,” ran coos against you, lapping up everything you have to offer. “so fuckin’ sloppy, baby. gonna gimme another one.”

he isn’t asking– he’s telling you. you don’t have much of a choice, anyway, as another orgasm is building up faster than you can even begin to keep up with. your legs are limp over his shoulders, but you’re frantically pushing against him as you try your damnedest not to cry from the overstimulation.

“ran, ran, ‘s too much!”

he thinks you’re so cute, legs twitching uncontrollably around his head and back arching off the bed. frankly, he doesn’t care if it’s too much, and he curls his fingers inside you only a few more times before you cum again, gushing all over his fingers, face, and tongue.

now that you take a second to think about it, you know you definitely haven’t cum this hard before. you didn’t expect this from ran, but you refuse to complain.

as soon as you’ve started to come down, you wipe the stray tears that spilled onto your cheeks and recollect yourself. part of you is disappointed that this’ll never happen again, but you’ve already reconciled with that fact already. it’ll be worth it, just to see his face at the end of it all.

scratch that– i’ll be worth it to have the bragging rights. you beat the haitani ran at his own game. you’ve got every right to brag about it.

ran pulls away and stands up, starting to take off his belt, but he stops at the sight of you shakily sitting up with a dopey smile on your face. he chuckles airily as your eyes meet because he just assumes you’re going to help him out– instead, you stand up and dust your skirt off, even with your legs feeling like jello at this point.

his brows furrow but you give him no room to question you as you say, “thanks, ran. i’ll see you tuesday?”

you don’t wait for his response or even bother searching for your panties before you leave the room. he can keep them as some kind of reward, you guess– you don’t really care, nor do you want to know. you just want to get out.

as the door clicks shut behind you, ran stands in his room, silent and dumbfounded, with his belt halfway off and his face still covered in your slick. he can’t even fucking comprehend what just happened, but he feels a new kind of irritation deep in his bones.

did that seriously just happen? he realizes now that he should have just fucking listened to rindo because once again, you’ve damaged his ego, and he’s pissed. you’re not just irritating, you’re infuriating, but even when ran’s seething, he can’t get the images of you underneath him or the pretty sounds you make out of his mind.

ran is certain of it now– he fucking hates you.

taglist: @crown5

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #ran x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev smut #haitani ran

[ickadori]

I KNEW IT WAS YOU!! OMG that scara x taller reader fic was soooooo freaking good 😩 literally a piece of art sjsjks you don't need to fuss over finding and reposting bc ive read it enough to practically have it printed behind my eyelids (plus i reblogged the og piece so i still have it somewhere technically lol) OMG i was such an active anon on your blog!!! Im so glad i found you again :D <3333

-choso's babygirl anon

OKAY so i think i found it?? i didn't realize this was dark content LMAO um. what if this isn't even the piece and you were thinking about someone else...loll but anyways here i hope this is it <3

cws for incest + fem reader.

Scaramouche found you annoying.

Your voice, your face, your mannerisms, the way you dressed, the way you styled your hair, the way you’d balance on the curb when you walked down busy streets filled with speeding cars, the way you’d sneak your fork into his plate during dinner and steal his broccoli (you didn’t even like broccoli, but you knew it was his favorite, and you were just annoying like that), and the way you’d make a point of showcasing just how taller you were than him.

When you found him in the kitchen, stretching for something on one of the top shelves (you put it there, he knows you did, even if you vehemently deny it every time he accuses you) you’d skip up behind him and snag it yourself, a giggle leaving you as you placed it on the counter in front of him and tugged at a lock of raven hair. Aw, next time just ask me to get it for you, Scara!

Other times, in public when some senile old person who was in need of a new pair of prescription glasses, or when some asshole wanted to be funny, would say “oh, taking your little brother to the park, are you? what a good big sister you are.”, you’d smile and nod like he wasn’t years older than you, and pat him on his back like he really was some stupid little kid going to play on the swings.

You always make a point to look down your nose at him when he’s said something to bristle your hairs, and he thinks that annoys him the most—you looking down on him, as if you’re not his shithead little sister that he bullies with his cock until she’s crying and making a mess in his bed in the middle of the night.

You forget your place too often, and Scaramouche enjoys forcing you back into it with raw strength (that you swore he had so little of) and mean, nasty words that make your lips tremble, your eyes glisten with tears, and your pussy cream and froth around his cock.

~

“Scara—”

“Shut up.” Your cry of his name is silenced with a breathy snap, and you press swollen lips together as you weakly push at his flexing abdomen, the muscles there soaked with your arousal. “Just shut up.” He accentuates the command with a snap of his hips, cock forcing itself deep, deep inside you, stirring up your insides and battering against that gummy spot inside you that has your breath hitching and your eyes rolling. “You’ve been annoying me all day, so just shut up and let me,” he cuts off with a groan when you clench around him, “let me fuck you.”

His balls slap against the curve of your ass, and when you push at him again, whining about being too sensitive and him being too deep, he huffs out an angry breath and folds you up so you can’t do anything but take what he’s giving you.

“You’re a big girl, aren’t you?” His eyes, full of heat and anger, glare down into yours as he drops his cock into you, the messy sounds from your creamy pussy filling the dimly lit room. You whimper out a pitiful little ‘Scara’, and he leans down to mash his lips against yours. The kiss has too much tongue and too much drool, your mind too preoccupied with the way he stretches you out —even after all the times he’s fucked you, you’re still so tight and snug, and he has to spend more time than he’d like working to open you up enough for him to slip inside of you— and he bites at your bottom lip as consolation, wildly grinding when you sputter out a cry.

“Big girls don’t cry, you know.” He rasped against your mouth. “They just lay there and take it—let their little brothers fuck their pussies until they’re full of his cum.” You hiccup, pussy trying to milk his cock as you come for the umpteenth time, but he gnashes his teeth together and fucks into you harder.

He has no intention of stopping anytime soon—your annoying, childish taunts had went on unchecked for majority of the day, and now you’d make up for it tonight, forced to cream and drool around his cock until he fucked that annoying behavior out of you and reminded you, once again, just who stood tall at the top of this hierarchy.

#++ choso’s baby girl #also #i got your other ask #AND NO YOU DID NOT OFFEND ME 🫶🏾🫶🏾 #honestly after i deactivated and ventured away from dc i was a-okay! #ppl are gonna be weird and it’s best to disengage and ignore them #:p #side note: #most of my works from that old blog are on my ao3 if you ever wanna read it #or just like #request smth in particular and i’ll post it like this <33

[impishsensei]

some sunday-themed (+ a little on romance/relationships) headcanons that are mostly just a repost from my old blog, though i'm adding quite a bit more so :3c remember these are just my personal headcanons based on my iteration of gojo ❤️ also it's written in a very rambly/stream of thoughts way so i hope it's easy to follow. under the cut for length!

- irt his sexuality, satoru is best described as bi with a preference for women and fem-aligned people. he loves girls! he's literally that one silly "i don't date ugly girls? why? cuz they don't exist" meme bc he just... idk he adores women. soaks in the attention he gets for being a pretty boy like a fucking sponge he thrives on it (yeah he posts thirst traps). he's a lil bit disrespectful tho bc *ldr voice* you're just a man but he does try <3 basically in his eyes women are everything and men are just ken (not including himself). but he does like guys ofc esp pretty boys. ultimately tho, he rly doesn't care that deeply about someone else's gender... if he wants them he wants them

- more on that... satoru's type is generally someone that's cute + shorter than him he loves the shawtys idk. he tends to like people with more pretty/delicate facial features. he's more of an ass/thighs guy but lbr he's not like... so picky about that he will just go a lil crazy in giving them a lot of attention when yk. in terms of looks tho, his type isn't super rigid... he's just more likely to be super initially attracted to the above traits. outside of the more superficial stuff, they have to accept that they're not his first priority and it'll be extremely hard for him to truly let them in. he might never, actually, and it's extremely unfair and he realizes that, which again, is part of why he doesn't see romance in the cards for himself.

- ik i mentioned this a few times before in other posts but i'll say again he's kind of um... for the streets? not to be a dick tho but just... he wants intimacy, but he can't have true intimacy bc of his job/loneliness/priorities etc so he gets it ya know that way. despite this tho, i think he can actually be very sweet and will get crushes and stuff like that. even when he has fwb i think he'll act a bit too familiar/boyfriend-ish that'll have the other person feeling like "uhm... what are we...?" only for him to get cold feet rip. basically, it's not impossible for him to be in a relationship but i think it'd be hard/very heavy slowburn in a rather unconventional way. i don't think it's particularly hard for him to catch feelings if he's fooling around with someone a lot and genuinely likes them, but he'd be in total denial of that, and when it really dawns on him he'd try to ghost. same if someone he's fooling around with tells him they're falling for him... it's difficult to become his romantic partner and not for the weak of will. (is he even worth the struggle? ksadsa idk)

- if one does manage to bag this disaster of a man and he enters a serious relationship i think he's the type to fall very deeply in love! he's super clingy and possessive and he loves attention. he wants his partner to be obsessed with him like he wants to be certain they are never leaving. he's passionate and loves to spoil them rotten. very much into pda and loves to have a hand on them ALWAYS, be it through hand-holding or a hand around the waist. and yes this means he also can't keep his hands off them irt fucking too . the other day i came up with this hilarious idea that satoru can use rct to fill his balls back up so his stamina is endless. enjoy luvs (and yes he absolutely uses his abilities for stupid shit like this)

- in the bedroom... he's a versatile switch on paper but definitely prefers being a dom and a top. subby satoru is an absolute treat tho, he gets real whiney and bratty and then as a dom he's rly a sadistic tease. also he's got an 8 inch pecker bc ofc he does. bastard.

dirty talk - pls he loves the sound of his own voice he will NOT stfu LMAO also he just... idk.. has an absolutely foul mouth and will describe shit in detail and ask nasty ass questions like um someone put this man back in his enclosure. basically he loves to see his partner blush and squirm from the lewd shit that comes out of his mouth. one of his fave things to do is say smth absolutely disgusting in their ear when they're out and about just to see how it gets his partner flustered

notable kinks:

exhibitionism - he likes to fuck in public and also kinda likes to lowkey let it be known that he's fucking his partner. maybe not full-on getting caught but he loves being risky. he'll place a hand on their ass and grope them when talking to someone or have them walk around with a toy inside and ramp it up to the highest setting when they're ordering at a restaurant. yeahhh

voyeurism - he LOVES sending pics and receiving pics and also he loves to watch his partner touch themselves for him. drives him crazy.

breeding - i mean is anyone surprised. i got nothing else to say just he wants to pump someone full of his honored one seed

praise - this one is more directed at himself. he loves to get his ego inflated but he will also praise his partner lots too bc he wants them to feel good

sado-masochist - it's not super extreme but this does play into how much he loves to tease. he wont hurt them too bad but he does y'know like to overstimulate and maybe slap someone around a bit (esp spanking). choking's on the table too, he loves that shit. as for the masochism... subtoru wants his dick to get stepped on and prob wants to get stabbed idk i feel like he's not used to it and he'd go crazy for it a lil bit.

teasing/edging - kinda prob conveyed heavily already by everything above, but he rly will torment someone with slight touches and act like he's innocent and they're the dirty one bc he wants them to beg for it.. yep loves feeding his ego that way and would def be like "nope you gotta say it!" and he rly will not give them what they want until they spell it out for him. i mentioned above the use of toys, but also sending dirty texts/pics, cockwarming, edging, thighfucking so they can feel it but not where they want it... stuff like that.

idk how to really define this but he would love sexy roleplays like. his partner dressing as a maid or a nurse stuff like that lol also related-ish but he v much enjoys seeing his partner dress in sexy clothes to entice him (like lingerie or rly revealing stuff)

not rly a kink but he loves eating pussy/sucking dick/eating ass he will do it all day it will double as rct to his brain anyway this is all i can think of for now, there's way more trust me this man is a total pervert we are fr just scratching the surface here <3 i hope this makes sense and helps u all see more into this little gremlin freak's mind. to anyone who read this thank u and also i am sorry for subjecting u to this

#╰┈➤ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴅꜰᴏʟᴅ ꒰ headcanon. ꒱ #╰┈➤ 'ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴ' ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꒰ nsfw. ꒱ #// i wanted to make a lil hc banner for this too but im lazy rn i'll add it later

[justkillingthyme]

Ok I’m reposting this bc I’m a dumdum and forgor to tag it

Pretty much I’m writing an Akbadain fix-it and I posted another poll about how to hurt Hershel

I love him so much I want to give him a smooch

the general was for light stabbing,

So the question now is when does he get stabbed?

Cause for me it seemed like his top priority in the ruins was to make sure that Randall was safe, then that Randall was happy. All over his own health and happiness, (though he did end up enjoying himself to a certain point)

I can totally see himself getting hurt and then being like ‘I can’t ruin this for him :(‘ so he doesn’t tell anyone, or prioritizing Randall’s safety over his own (cause they promised Angela that he’d be safe)

In the big circle room with puzzle 100 and the little gay fencers it would be harder to hide an injury because of the proximity but Hershel is very clearly looking out for Randall’s safety (also just in general, not only bc of Angela) but I feel like Hershel could pull it off.

It would be easier to hide it if he got stabbed after they got separated (for obvious reasons)

I do remember that when they reconnected he asked Randall if he was hurt, Randall said that he was fine and then asked him the same.

If I’m remembering right he gave a noncommittal answer (like ‘I’m alive 🤷‍♂️’ or something like that in the EU version) and than Randall was like ‘great we both aren’t injured :D’ even though Hersh didn’t really answer him?

So…

The fix-it would come when Randall finds out

Sure, he might have some crippling failure and disappointment issues, but he wouldn’t sacrifice his best friend for it

This could go multiple ways but I’m more inclined for it to go something like this

Hershel is like ‘oh fuck I’m in so much pain buts it’s fine lmao’ and Randall’s like “my man are you even listening like are you good” and then he like actually takes a good look at him cause they’re in the final room.

Randall goes “Hershel. Move your fucking hands.” And Hershel goes ‘😨’ but he does and Randall moves aside his little vest and there’s a huge ass bloodstain and Randall has to decide between the life of his best friend and his life’s work, aspiration, and proof that he’s good enough.

And he chooses to leave with Hershel, but he’s like “You can’t do that it’s too important. I’m fine let’s go man :)” and Randall goes “😨 HERSHEL YOUR FUCKING DYING??? WERE GOING HOME GIRL WTF YOU REALLY RHOUGHT ID CHOOSE SOME STUPID ASS RUINS OVER YOU??” And then they kiss homosexually so then they go home

So that’s how Hershel saved Randall’s life 👍

#professor layton #professor hershel layton #professor layton and the miracle mask #randall ascot #professor layton spoilers #kinda? #professor layton fanfic #thambles #tholls

[cheemken]

Knight I know you’ve already given us lots of Unova Kids headcanons but do you have any more to share? Or headcanons about anyone?

Also just a small stupid headcanon I came up with last night; Iris most definitely got canceled on Twitter (Chatot? Chatotter??) at least once. It was because a video of her making fun of gay people surfaced, she was making fun of Hilbert and Cheren

Mostly Hilbert

She would tho😭😭🤣 she won't make an apology video too, she'd even tag Cheren and Hilbert and go "I'm not wrong, that is my truth" and goes offline for like two years before posting "I'm still not wrong, these two are annoying"

Idk I imagine her posting stuff like "man I wish lesbians are real😔" while adding a picture of Bianca doing field work hahaha then Hilda reposts it with "world cruel, no lesbians near us, only these stupid gay men" with a picture of Hilbert and Cheren. Hilda also got cancelled

These mfers would be so insufferable online tho, Hilbert and Iris especially

Iris posts a pic of her Haxorus and Hilbert reposts w Emboar and Iris just goes "bitch get off my post"

"let me appreciate my pokemon too"

"mfer make your own post💀"

N doesn't know how all this works he posts blurry pics of himself and his pokemon he's like Unova's local cryptid at this point. He posts a blurry ass pic of Zorua and he has a caption of "hckdndk"

Everyone's all "????" Then Hilda reposts with "sorry, Zoru got his phone✌️"

Bianca would have like, an official account tho, verified or smth idk how twitter works, and she's like, posting stuff about pokemon, writing about their origins to live up Juniper's legacy but also adding her own research. Mostly it's just pictures of her pokemon tho hahah I do wanna say she has a private account where she posts pics of her friends and her mons, even the three dragons being all soft and sweet

Cheren also posts random pkmn facts too let's be real, Hilbert would always be the first one to like those posts but he doesn't reposts them telling Cheren "sorry babe, doesn't fit my blog theme"

Look, I believe the twins and Iris are so so so updated with every drama on the pkmn equivalent of twitter, I just know they are, didn't help that Iris was close with Diantha and Diantha has a ton of gossip in regards with famous people too, they would update their lil friend group about all the tea they got and N is so fucking confused please this boy is not made for the internet

Also for real tho, I know at one point Iris posts a group pic of them for the clout and bc she loves her friends and wanted to show em off. One girl reposts it with "who's that guy with the green hair, is he single🤭"

Hilda jokingly responds with "back off, he's my boyfriend"

"aren't you gay?"

"are you assuming his gender?"

N gets a lot of fans tho real, a lot of peeps were messaging Iris who N was and she just responds with "Hilda's cryptid boyfriend" N doesn't even know what's going on anymore please someone tell him why he's a cryptid and he's suddenly Hilda's boyfriend he thought Hilda likes women not men he's so confused man Zorua knows more about socmed than him everyone's so fucking sure it's actually Zorua that's handling N's twt account hahahah

#fr tho hilbert and hugh would have the pettiest arguements online #like a whole ass thread with them just at each others throats #it only stops when cheren finallt intervenes telling hilbert to not fight with one of his students hahah #look i also believe hilbert and iris has sent death threats to others thats one of my truths #these two are quirky (deranged) like that hahahaha #unova kids #pokemon hcs #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

[averys-happy-space]

club penguin rambles

there are a LOT of images bc the post is abt cp outfits. but also a ton of text bc i talk way too much. also I POSTED THIS ON THE WRONG ACC. I POSTED IT ON MY THEME TESTING BLOG BY ACCIDENT SO I HAD TO REPOST THIS. its the 11pm brain fog getting to me

okay so club penguin released a new clothing catalogue for november and here's my hippie fall outfit i came up with. it's designed around the sweater bc i thought the sweater was super cute but there wasn't any other hand item except guitar that really matched with the outfit. and like yes i could have it without the guitar (which i did do to take the 2nd pic) but i wanna equip a hand item!!! which sounds really stupid bc it is stupid but i'm picky and idc. the sweater IS adorable tho like look at it, its got little puffles on it and shit!!!! fucking adorable!!! and the colour is so pretty and nice too :3c i would buy that sweater if it existed irl. also look at the cool ass ghost puffle!!! their name is goober LMAO i dont rmb why i named them that. i think i was thinking like goofy goober but i already have an orange puffle named goofy ah so i guess thats why i just named this ghost puffle goober? genuinely i have no fucking clue. but i'm gonna keep them around cuz they look dope as fuck and also they match my penguins purple skin colour which i think is neat.

other outfits

since i am making a post abt cp outfits i also decided to add my previous outfits (that i have screenshots of) to this post too just to archive them so i can come back in 10 yrs and be like wow 16 yr old me had horrible fashion taste. (i hope tumblr is still around in 10 yrs. i mean, its lasted 15 yrs, so like whats another 10 right?)

for context:

the first one is one of my earliest outfits which i made with help & advice from moose bc i suck at fashion (thank u moose). i think it looks cool, tho there wasnt like a theme or anything that i was going for. i just liked the hair + jacket and wanted to make an outfit with it lol

the pizza one is from the pizza party event. do not ask me why they had a pizza party event. i have no idea. anyway it was really stupid but fun and i suck at the pizzatron 3000 minigame. i wanted to use a mouse for it but my mom took my mouse when she took my gaming pc so i had to use mac trackpad to play and boy it was Not good. also i gave my puffle jellybean a sombrero which i know is mexican and pizzas are from italy but i didnt know what else to give him!!! plus he looks really stupid cuz the sombrero is massive which i think is cute. oh yea, also i met rookie during the pizza party and i wanted to equip his background but my penguin covers half of rookies body and it didnt look good so i ended up going for this bg instead. its kinda lame but whatever, i still got to meet rookie and thats all that matters <3 (btw, for context, theres lots of npc mascots in the game and every so often they "come online" (its just a bot walking around really) and if u join the same area as them, u get a stamp + bg gift. i met rookie & jetpack guy during the pizza party and got their stamps and gifts but i love rookie more lol, hence why i wanted to use his bg. its too sad it didnt fit nicely bc i think its a p cool bg but oh well)

the bottom two are just variations of each other. basically for the sept or oct catalogue (i forgot which), the cp team added a bunch of punk stuff and i bought all of it bc it actually looked dope as hell. the one on the left came first but i didnt rlly vibe w the hair which is why i ended up changing it. also, the wings are a neck item which is why the first outfit doesn't have the dog tags even tho i wanted them. couldn't have both ): anyway, the second one came about after i got to meet cadence during the music party and i LOVE cadence (i had a massive crush on her when i was younger. like literally shes so pretty?!!) so i got rid of the raven wings so u can see her face in the bg. i can't lie i do think the bg is a bit lame bc its completely empty on the right which makes it feel kinda unbalanced, also u can see i have the cadence signature pin equipped. u can't change the positioning of the pin which sucks bc i would've put it on the right if i could but oh well. and yea i added the dog tags since no more wings. i accidentally clicked jellybean before taking this pic so it sent him home LMAOOO and i couldnt be bothered to get him back at the time so thats why hes missing from the pic. overall i think this outfit is def my favourite, the vibes are just so good. i love punk. oh and also the vampire teeth are bc the catalogue was mainly a halloween theme and well, they looked cool lol

for the record, jellybean is my favourite puffle hence why hes in all these pics. idk why but i just love white puffles, theyre so adorable and smiley despite being shy. also white puffles are slightly smaller than all other puffles which makes them 10x cuter. but i'm gonna keep goober around for a while just cuz they look cool as fuck. but i'll prob switch over back to jellybean when its closer to xmas. anyway its now 1120pm (i spent like half an hour writing this) so im going to sleep. goodnight

#ave rambles #club penguin #tumblr is so weird cuz like #im so quiet and reserved irl #like i never talk abt anything #and thats literally bc i have no thoughts??? #like when ppl speak to me i just... dont think of anything? #which is why i rlly struggle to hold convos irl #but then i get on tumblr #and its like #i rant about the dumbest thing possible #for half an hour #literally nobody will even read this #but i had so many thoughts about this one thing #man i wish i could do this but for like actual real life convos #so i wouldnt be so awkward #talking to people is hard #i had to rewrite all these tags #bc i couldnt just copy paste it from the other post like i did w the text #i hope u guys appreciate that #a lot of effort went into this post #i should probably do something better with my life

[mcalhenwrites]

Now that Geckos is out, I plan to work on the side stories for a little collection of them. "Don't" and "Dancing Bones" will be edited, but I plan to post them online for free as well as put them in the story collection.

It'll likely only be an ebook, though, and it'll have a few more stories. That includes a finished version of "Late Returns" (what I've posted is only the first part of a WIP). I want to get back to Stargazers' Hill and the Warren/Henry story that isn't titled yet, but right now, Seasons has taken over my brain again. I'm editing and reposting chapters on AO3. I thought people might be upset that I was reposting it, but so far the reception has been kind. ;A; (I still feel bad somehow? But that's on me.) After publishing Geckos and having an amazing day in the next town over, the following day was... not so great. We had storms. I'm gonna be vague for location reasons, but I live in one of the towns hit by a tornado the other day. I saw a map of it, and uh, I could've seen the tornado out my bedroom window if it had hit during the day instead of at night where visibility is shit. And if I hadn't been huddled in the downstairs hallway with my cats and roommate. I was panicked about the weather all day, and that was worse because it was the anniversary of Andover 1991 (a tornado). I lived through that. Uh, very luckily I lived through that, it hit my neighborhood and was scary close to my house, to the point the sirens 50 ft away or so were drowned out by the sound of the tornado. We had no basement and no good inner rooms or closets in such a tiny house at the time. I've been through other tornadoes since then, but none were as terrifying as that one. Before the tornado and after the reminder that it was Andover 1991 aniversary... I also got an email that I didn't get a job that would've been good for my disabilities. Like, worked around it well and not been too straining on me. Plus I would've worked with animals. I'm struggling financially, so writing is the only way I'm getting any income - outside of crocheting, and I don't want to fucking do that for money. I want my hobby back. I want to make gifts. I want to make OC dolls. I want my limited physical spoons for crocheting to be for ENJOYMENT. Not so stressful it makes me fucking hate crocheting. Which... yeah, I'm kind of there again. That said, I have made a few book sales, but... Well, I'll keep trying. I've got other novels cooking. I'll double down my focus, maybe. I will sketch more. Maybe I'll reconsider using something like Patreon, which... don't love, but like. What can you love? Every site is screwing over creators in some way or another. :'( It's depressing, actually, bc I hop on facebook, and I can't see ANY posts of the people and groups I follow, but you know what I DO see? Fucking suggested pages for AI art. I really hope all the people who gentrified the tiny house movement get scammed into buying stupid fake tiny houses due to AI images and end up taking legal action eventually that helps to bring about the (hopefully inevitable) death of AI? I'm mean, but like, tiny houses and mobile homes and caravans and shit like that were houses before rich people decided they were cute and they went up to $200k-$300k. I wanted a tiny house bc I thought, "at least I might someday afford this" but nah. They took even that away. So enjoy your shitty "this is perfect for me" gushing when the fucking pillows are melted into the planks and the switches for the oven and stovetop are underneath the burners! Anyway! I should probably do more writing and take my anemic ass to bed soon. It's been... a shitty couple of days. I'm trying to be cheerful and remain optimistic and just boost Geckos, Automata... but eh. I'm also trying to survive when everything is against that. I had a suicidal thought earlier today that I should just gulp down all the pills I can get my hands on and be done with things. yay. (I won't. It was a passing thought. A desperate "oh god I can't afford to live and I should give up, I'm in my late 30s and nothing ever gets better" thought.)

#mcalhen personal #mostly writing rambling

[tojisblunt]

OVERSTIMULATION HCS — genshin edition.

hcs — original, not requested.

AUTHOR’S NOTE. my first genshin work... hehe im so very excited to get back into the writing game ^_^

CHARACTERS. diluc, dainsleif, zhongli, xiao.

+ includes. overstimulation (duh...), daddy kink, size kink, squirting, multiple orgasms, fingering, slapping, mean!xiao, praise, edging

PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT I AM A DARK CONTENT BLOG.

— DILUC.

he overstimulates you because he’s not even aware of it in the first place.

diluc is a certified himbo, i swear. he loves u so much and would do anything for your pleasure.

but the thing is.......he’s too focused to realized that you’ve been doing nothing but cumming.

he only realizes once you squirt all over him, your cream soaking his digits and your cum bleeding through the sheets.

“d-diluc!” you squeal, back arching and hips shooting forward into his fingers as he continues to move them around inside of your weeping cunt. diluc’s other hand is focused on your tits while his dick is standing up proud, the red tip angry from how horny he was.

he just wants you to cum on his fingers before he makes you cum again and again on his cock, but poor little diluc; he’s far too focused on your pretty tits to notice that you’ve cum a long time ago.

“baby,” you cry, putting your hand over your mouth to muffle the embarrassing sounds leaving your lips as you feel his finger tips graze against your favorite spots. his palm is catching your clit every time his hand creates a motion, and it makes your legs quiver and the knot in your stomach to tighten.

“just cum, baby, it’s okay.” diluc reassures you, and you want to smack him. he’s been spewing bullshit about wanting you to cum when you’ve been doing that this whole time.

“i-i can’t!” you sob, head thrown back when he stops thrusting his fingers for a second, opting to grind the pads of his finger tips against your g-spot. it sends electricity through your body, and you can’t help but tighten around his fingers, body quivering as you experience a body-wracking orgasm.

you’re crying underneath him, eyes widening as you unconsciously spread your legs further open, feeling your orgasm drag out for much longer than planned.

you curse, squirting all over your boyfriend’s fingers and abdomen, thrashing your head side to side from the overwhelming feeling of a mind numbing orgasm that you just experienced.

“oh.” diluc stills, realization hitting him as he processes what just happened. “sorry,” he says sheepishly, and you roll your eyes. he cleans off your cum from his fingers, bringing your body closer to his lower half as he lines up his cock against your pussy.

“what are you—?!”

“—who said i was done?”

he’s gonna be the death of you.

— DAINSLEIF.

likes to do it because you look so pretty crying underneath him.

and also because he’s a service dom who’ll do anything for you to be happy in his sheets :P

loves to edge you tho... it makes your orgasms make you really sensitive after and he just loves the reactions.

tbh everything u do is attractive to him but if ur extra sensitive? u become a lot cuter to him.

“s-sen..” you blabber, and your boyfriend simply does nothing but looks up at you, keeping his eyes focused on your face to watch for any hints of uncomfortableness on your end.

“repeat that?” he asks, slamming his hips against yours purposefully, hoping to get a reaction out of you; in which, he does. dainsleif knows you too well, your body included. he knows where to hit it to get a certain reaction out of you.

“too sensitive!” you cry out in response to his thrust, feeling your thoughts swirl around as dainsleif begins thrusting into you slowly, before his rhythm speeds up. “no, no, no, no...” you trail off, mind going blank as your brains get fucked out of you.

“you can take it,” he says, soothing his hands over your stomach to reassure you that he’s still there. “my good girl, you look so pretty like this.” he smiles, face showing nothing but complete adoration for you as you cry beneath him, legs spread and cunt almost red from the abuse it’s taken from his edging.

no matter how much you want to finally cum, the stinging that you feel as he rocks his hips against yours is so good yet so painful that you’re not sure what to tell him. he’s been edging you for so long that you’re not even sure if you really did cum.

dainsleif knows how sensitive you get every time he stops his thrusting to edge you. the cries that leave your lips once he begins thrusting again, it’s all so good. but, as he watches you babble incoherent words, he decided that it was enough.

after all, nothing beats the sight of you cumming all over his fat cock.

— ZHONGLI.

LET ME TELL YALL ABOUT HIS BIG ASS DICK. (i would know i experienced it first hand)

dear gawd this man has such a size kink... thousands of years of struggling to find someone that would take his cock properly is finally catching up to him!!!!!

because now he found a cute lil plaything such as yourself who gets off on the fact that his dick cant fit easily

and the amount of times he’s made you cum before being fully in... it’s embarrassing but did you expect any less from a dragon?

“daddy!” you gasp, feeling his fat cock throbbing against your sensitive walls. even after years of experience in bed with your boyfriend, zhongli, your poor little cunt still struggles to take his much bigger cock.

you don’t complain, however, no matter how much your pussy hurts the next day from the stretching it received the previous night. no, how could you complain when he makes you feel so good?

“hm?” zhongli hums, keeping his grip on your thighs strong so he has control of how spread out you are for him. using that fact to his advantage, he brings your thighs further apart, cock twitching at the sounds of your mewls from the feeling of his cock hitting deeper.

“f-feels...i feel so good, daddy...” you sniffle, bringing your hand to his abdomen to rub on it, just for your own satisfaction of having your hands on him 24/7. you’re obsessed with having zhongli’s skin against yours, and he finds it so adorable the way you depend on his touch.

“yeah?” he quips, slowly grinding his pelvis against your sensitive clit, causing your mewls to transition to slightly louder moans. he takes note of how sensitive you can get sometimes, which is why he’s careful with exactly where he’s hitting his cock, but his cock is just too big that he sometimes accidentally (more like purposefully) grazes it against your g-spot.

he feels it before his brain could process your loud cries of pleasure. “i’m cumming, fuck! oh fuck!” you gasp, hands gripping the sheets and back arching as you cum hard all over your boyfriend’s cock.

he quickly puts his thumb on your clit, rubbing gentle circles on it to help ride out your orgasm, and you’re crying from the overwhelming feeling of his hands on your clit. your legs are shaking, and your moans have grown too loud, forcing you to cover your mouth in a desperate attempt to keep the maids from hearing you.

“daddy, please,” you sniffle, mind blank from how fucked out you already are. zhongli smiles, caressing the side of your face before he brings your legs over his shoulders, loving the wide eyed reaction that you gave him.

“you can take more, right darling?” he smirks, doing a few experimental thrusts against your sensitive pussy. but before you could even process anything, you’re cumming all over his cock for the second time.

— XIAO.

LITERALLY ONE OF THE MEANEST!!!!

does it purely bc he loves it when ur crying like a dumb little whore

he just loves to fuck u into oblivion so ur rendered speechless :blushes:

degrades u whenever u cry bc of overstimulation, but gets so soft when u apologize for cumming too much :( i love him..

“nngh!” you bite your lips the hardest you could, eyebrows furrowing as you throw your head back. your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, and the continuous trembles that are going through your body right now has your boyfriend holding onto you to support.

he keeps his eyes locked on your cunt, eyes scanning the way you wrap around his cock perfectly, cream soaking his dick as you cum over and over on his cock. you’re too overstimulated at this point, one simple move from him can have you cumming again.

“you don’t stop do you?” he teases, and you wiggle your hips in place in response to the proud smirk adorning on his face. “feel good?” he asks when he notices that your panting has calmed.

you nod, still lost for words as your brain is jumbled from the numerous orgasms your boyfriend was so considerate to give.

he ghostly leaves his thumb resting on your throbbing clit, ignoring the small whines that leave your lips in reaction. he then brings your legs over his shoulders with his free hand, and you can’t do anything but just give him a hesitant look.

“what?” he asks, leaning down and placing both hands on either side of your head. “don’t you cream so nice and hard like this? hm?” his vulgar words bring arousal to your hot cunt, enough arousal where your hips jumped from the sudden stimulation it brought to your clit.

“daddy...” you sniffle, feeling his cock throb inside your awaiting cunt. he gives you a single glance before thrusting hard once against your hips. hard enough that it would be pleasurable for the both of you.

“you talk too much,” xiao sighs, and you squirm, impatience settling in your bones. “quit it.” he grunts, lifting his hand to land a quick slap on your face, causing you to gasp.

“no, fuck!” you cry, hands immediately rushing to his arms for support as your body trembles underneath his, cunt completely losing it on his cock.

xiao swallows, head going light from the intense arousal that he’s feeling as he watches you cum just from him slapping you.

if overstimulation can get you to cum this easy, then you better be sure as hell that he’s going to fuck you insanely stupid every time.

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[fivelakesinwriting]

can you do a barry one where you’re rafe and sarah’s sister and you’ve been sneaking barry into your room every night while you’re home from college bc your friends with benefits but when ward goes to give barry the money that rafe owes him he says something like “why don’t you ask your daughter who’s she’s been sneaking into her room every night. so ward comes home pissed to wake you up and ask you about it so you go to barry’s house and confront him and it leads to smut

Author's Notes: I wrote her as the Littlest Cameron from Ward's first marriage - because I kinda love that idea. All characters are 18+

Warnings: OBX Spoilers - Only for Season 1 (I assume we've all been there done that..) Swearing, Mentions of drugs/ drug debt, Guns, Sexual references - Sexual innuendos, Smutty.

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

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For almost six weeks he had been sneaking into her bedroom at night, completely unseen to anyone. Not even the boy who spent the majority of his days on his couch, passed out or begging for a fix.

This time it was his turn to beg.

He crawled through the window - left open like always for him - and tossed his legs through in to her bedroom. He grunted when her body collided with his in the dark, sending him backwards towards the wall.

"We said 11pm. It's 11:17pm." She mumbled as she pressed on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Sorry. Got wrapped up in some shit. Thought I forgot?" He smirked as he hitched at the waist to wrap his arms around her, reciprocating her affection.

"Yes." She whispered into his shoulder as her fingertips curled into the material of his coveralls.

Barry only lifted her up in response, always amazed that a girl with a brother the size of Rafe Cameron could be so tiny. He carried her over to her bed and laid her on her back, crawling on top of her to take up the space between her thighs. He placed feather-light kisses down her neck, a smile on his face as she pulled at his coveralls.

"Hey, Tiny. I need to borrow some fucking cash. You don't still have that stupid piggy bank or some shit - what the fuck is this?" Rafe came stomping into her bedroom without knocking and flicked the lights on, his hands pushing all the trinkets and books off her dresser as he searched.

"Rafe, what the fuck! Knock first, asshole!" She screamed as she tossed a decorative pillow off her bed and towards her older brother who stood dumbfounded on the other side of her bedroom.

"The fuck is this? Why is he here?" Rafe questioned as he pointed his index finger at the older man on top of his younger sister.

"What's up, Country Club?" Barry smirked as he turned his face to look at Rafe, as if he weren't on top of his little sister.

"T.C, he has to leave. Now. I'm fucking serious." Rafe grumbled with a stern look, a pinch of his nostrils and then exited her bedroom with a slam of the door.

"T.C?" Barry grinned as he propped himself up on his arms above her and looked down at her embarrassed face.

"Tiny Cameron." She sighed as she pressed one hand to his lower back and the other to her forehead.

"That's cute. Shit's real cute. He take money from you a lot?" Barry asked as he leaned his weight on one forearm to run his fingertips over his top lip.

"Not a lot. Sometimes. Mostly takes it from dad, but he asks for money a lot more often now. I'm assuming it's to pay you." She replied softly.

"Some of it. Your brother got a nice new bike out there and he still runnin' up a tab with me, so..." Barry trailed as he placed his hand back down beside her on the bed.

"Don't get me started on that stupid dirt bike." She sighed as she rolled her head back on the sheets.

"Listen, I'm gonna go. I can hear him pacing outside that fucking door. But don't let him take your money, T.C." Barry winked before he gave her a quick kiss on her lips and pulled himself off the bed, heading back towards the window.

"Fuck you, Barry." She whined with a pout, sitting up on the bed to watch him leave.

"Next time." He grinned, flashing her his gold tooth.

*

It had been close to one week since the night Rafe had caught Barry in his little sister's room, and since then his debt had grown exponentially. Rafe felt overwhelmed and reckless as he entered the combination to his father's wall safe. Perhaps that's why he got caught.

"Dad, I swear I learned my lesson. Okay? Let's not do this. Please." Rafe begged from the front seat of his father's S.U.V as they idled out front of Barry's house.

"Stay in the car." Ward ordered as he unbuckled his seat belt and opened his door.

Ward Cameron walked up the dirt path, lit by the lights of his vehicle and pulled his wallet from his back pocket. He saw the young man sitting at the fire pit, a bottle of liquor in his hand.

"Are you Barry?" He called as he opened his wallet and began to count the bills.

"Might be. You lost?" Barry asked as he took a swig of the whiskey in his hand and looked over the clean cut older man standing a few feet in front of him.

"No. My son Rafe owes you money. I'm here to pay his tab." Ward replied with a shake of his head as he pulled out the wad of cash, and folded it in half.

"Big Daddy Cameron, huh?" Barry smirked as he stood up from his chair and took a few steps towards Ward.

"That should cover it. Don't sell my son drugs anymore." Ward growled as he tossed the cash on the ground at Barry's feet and turned to walk away.

"Got no problem not selling drugs to your delinquent son. But it's your daughter who might have a problem staying away from me." Barry replied his stance strong as he watched Ward Cameron stop dead in his tracks, his back rigid.

"Sarah?" Ward asked as he turned around, his eyes wide as he looked the dealer up then down.

"You forget you have more than one daughter, don't you? Talking about the little one. Think Rafe calls her...T.C?" Barry replied as he pushed his hands into his pockets.

Ward Cameron ran a shaky hand over his beard as he continued to stare at Barry. He turned to leave, but changed his mind and stalked back over to him, and stood directly in front of the shorter man.

"Stay away from my family. My son and especially my daughter." Ward growled a finger pressed into Barry's chest before he turned on his heel and stomped back towards the S.U.V.

"Big Daddy Cameron." Barry scoffed with a shake of his head as he crouched down to pick up the bills on the ground. He knew he had just lit a match under the Cameron patriarch, but he was fine with it.

Back at Tannyhill Rafe walked quickly into the house and up the stairs, his head hung low as he blinked back tears. He walked passed each of his sisters' rooms towards his own, stopping at the one of the left.

"T.C, better gear up. Dad knows about Barry. He's coming upstairs. Fire is lit." Rafe grumbled with a sniff and then made his way towards his bedroom with a slam of his door.

"What do you mean dad knows about - Hi, daddy." She mumbled as she scrambled off the bed after her brother, only to be met in the doorway by a livid Ward Cameron.

"How long?" Ward asked as he tried to keep his voice even, despite the way his body shook with pure anger. He had one daughter running around on The Cut, a son stealing from him to pay for his drug habit, and now his other daughter - his baby - was sleeping with that drug dealer.

What had he done wrong?

"Since I got home from school. Rafe introduced us at a party." She replied softly, avoiding her father's gaze.

"Are you snorting that shit like Rafe is?" Ward asked, his voice just a whisper and terrified.

"No, dad. I'm not. I swear. It's not like that with Barry. He likes me. He likes me a lot, and we're just hanging out together." She replied quickly as she reached for her father, her hands on his wrists that hung at his sides.

"But you're sleeping with him." Ward scoffed with a glare down at her. So tiny. Just like her mother. Everything about her reminded him of his first wife.

"I...I mean, yes. We're sleeping together. I go and visit him, and he comes over here sometimes." She nodded with a squeeze of his wrists.

"T.C, he comes here? To my house?" Ward glared down at his daughter.

"Dad, I -"

"I can't look at you right now." Ward grumbled as he pulled his wrists from her grip, rubbed his face and walked out of her bedroom, down the hall to his office.

"Shit." She whispered, pushing her hands through her hair. She walked back into her room, over to her desk and grabbed her bag. She walked over to her window, slid it open as quietly as she could and climbed out.

The knock at Barry's door was a surprise. He was expecting no visitors. He slowly raised his body up from the tattered couch, grabbed his gun from the waistband of his pants and walked cautiously to the front door.

"What you want?" He yelled, gun raised.

"It's me, you ass." Her sad voice sobbed back with a slam of her fist against the door once again.

"Fuck." Barry sighed as he reached for the several locking mechanisms on his door and let her in.

"What the fuck did you say to my dad!" She cried with a push of his strong chest.

Barry stood in the doorway and took each hit to the chest. He knew he may have overstepped a boundary or two that night, telling Ward Cameron he was sleeping with his daughter. But, he didn't like to have people come up to his home uninvited, telling him what to do and who to see. So he bit back.

"Stop. Listen to me. He came over here with your brother in the car, tossed money at me and told me to stop selling to Rafe." Barry muttered as he grabbed her wrists then held them against his chest to keep her close.

"And what did you say?" She struggled in his arms and looked up at him with those eyes that were all Cameron. He wished he didn't like them so much.

"I told him that was fine, but he might have an issue keeping his little girl out of my bed." Barry replied with a slight smirk, his gold tooth taking hold of his bottom lip.

"That isn't funny, Barry." She pouted up at him as she struggled to pull her wrists from his grip.

"It's a little funny."

"My dad is livid, Barry! Rafe is holed up in bedroom doing and thinking who knows what. And I - " She pulled her wrists from his grasp and stepped into his small home, beginning to pace.

"They ain't an issue for you anymore. Rafe's tab is paid, and now Big Daddy Cameron knows about us. So, I don't know what's got your panties in such a twist. But you should take them off if they're bothering you so much." Barry muttered as he ran his fingertips over his top lip, and leaned against the door frame as he watched her.

"No. I'm mad at you." She whispered as she crossed her arms over her chest, looking at him with a furrowed brow.

"Nipples say otherwise." Barry muttered with a point to her chest, pushed up under her forearms.

"Don't!" She whined as she covered her breasts from his view.

She was mad at him. It was the first time in the few weeks they had been dating she had felt angry with him. She scowled as she looked him up then down as he stayed leaned up against the door frame. The both of them challenging the other to make the first move.

"Well, are you staying the night or did you just come to yell at me and flash your nipples in my fucking face?" Barry grunted as he pushed himself off the door frame and slowly made his way towards the back of the house, slipping his gun back in the waistband of his pants.

"They aren't in your face." She mumbled but followed him towards his bedroom with a shuffle of her feet.

Barry sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the gun from the waistband of his pants and placing it delicately on his nightstand. He spread his knees and beckoned her over with a wave of his hand.

"I'm mad at you." She stated with her arms crossed over her chest still, looking him over. She did as instructed, though, walking over to his slowly and stood between his knees.

"Well. I don't wanna be mad at you." Barry replied as he placed his hands on her hips to pull her against his chest.

"You shouldn't have said those things to my dad, Barry." She whispered as she uncrossed her arms and placed her palms on his shoulders.

"I was right, wasn't I? You busted out the house and now you're here with me, ain't you?" Barry grinned up at her as his fingertips pushed up the hem of her shirt to touch her skin, still warm from her bike ride over.

"Well, yeah. But that doesn't mean you have to say it to my dad. Asshole." She pouted as she slapped his chest playfully before she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I could have said way worse shit to him than that. Like how you liked to be tied up." Barry chuckled as he placed his hands on her backside and raised his eyebrows at her. He grabbed at her elbows, lifting her arms from around his neck and held her arms behind her back.

"Barry." She whined as she dropped her forehead to his.

"Guess I'll save that one for next time." Barry muttered as he kept his grip on her arms behind her back strong, but leaned in to press his lips to hers.

"Be nice to me." She pouted against his lips as she struggled weakly in his grip.

"No. You gotta make up for your dad coming in and fucking up my night." Barry smirked as he held her wrists behind her back with one hand as the other reached to the front of her shirt, pushing it beneath her breasts.

"I knew you had a daddy kink, Barry. But if you wanna fuck my dad that's a deal breaker for me." She grinned as she squirmed in his grip.

"Get on your hands and knees. Tiny Cameron." Barry growled as he let her wrists go and slapped her backside firmly.

"Ow! Fuck you." She whined as she crawled over his lap and onto the bed.

"About time." Barry mumbled as he stood up, turning the face the bed to see her back arched the way liked. He ran his thumb over his top lip and smiled softly to himself.

He wasn't going to stop selling to Rafe Cameron, that was something Rafe had to decide for himself. And he certainly wasn't going to stop seeing or sleeping with the girl currently in his bed, wiggling her ass at him for his attention.

Ward Cameron would have to kill him first.

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*tag list still open if you'd like to be added - just let me know! Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much! xoxo

Requests for OBX ARE OPEN!

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[tanzaniiite]

can i request the trend of tiktok “the faster you get to me the more kisses you get!” with tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and hinata? 🥺👉👈

“THE FASTER YOU GET TO ME, THE MORE KISSES YOU GET” TREND

w/ tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto, hinata & iwaizumi

requests: OPEN

warnings: talk of pee and poop in iwaizumi’s

a/n: of course you can! thanks for the request! 💓 (also the trend is used more as a prompt than it is as the main focus whoops 🤡)

i added iwaizumi bc he was requested in another ask so i just merged the two. my character limit is still four max!

who gave him the right 🥵

the salt lick himself

this dude is annoyingggg

you already knew what his reaction was gonna be,, so why bother?

welll you just wanted to be like all the other tiktok girls 👉🏽👈🏽

you wait until you see tsukki and yama walking out of the club room and towards you

you’re bracing yourself for the embarrassment

“babe! the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

no shit, he stops in his tracks. yama’s just looking at him like ‘what you finna do?’

you know what he does? turns around and starts walking in THE OTHER DIRECTION

you are… baffled

when finally catch up to him, you’re pouting

“dude, what the hell?”

he glances at you, then flicks your forehead dummy hard

you’re triggered, “did you just flick me?”

this snarky mf is now laughing at you

btw yamaguchi is very uncomfortable rn

tsukishima the leans down, bean pole headass, and kisses your forehead

“sorry i don’t do dumb tik tok trends”

“it’s not dumb! you just didn’t want to kiss me”

he looks at you with an unimpressed look, as if saying, ‘we both know that’s not true’

alas you’re still pouting

yama: “haha this is me, see you guys tmmr” *leaves in awkward*

tsukishima knows your not gonna stop acting like a baby until he gives you what you want

he sighs, walks a couple feet away from you, pulls out his phone and starts recording

“say the thing”

“huh?”

“the trend thing. say it”

your eyes light up so much and tsukki smiles a bit

he’s so soft for you uwu

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”

because he’s a tall boi, it only takes him a few steps to get to you but when he does, he kisses you hard

like damn, okay sir

when he pulls away you’re flustered asf, he chuckles and stops recording

“happy?”

this poor boy wouldn’t know a tiktok trend if it punched him the face

i hate to say it, but he’s a boomer 😔🤘🏽 just like dadchi

he’s at your house picking you up for a date and your sibling is bombarding him with questions

when you come out, akaashi is like ‘oh thank goodness’

you smile at him, then wack your sibling in their side

“stop bothering him you weirdo!”

“what we’re just having a nice lil chat”

you shake your head and start to walk away but your sibling is holding akaashi back, giving him the typical ‘you hurt her, i kill you’ speech

now you know your boyfriend is great when he’s under pressure but.. this is new territory for him

you remember a trend that you saw a while back and decide to do it now

you know keiji wants your family to like him, so he’ll be conflicted between going to you or staying and listening to your siblings speech

it’s perfect really

so you pull out your phone and start recording

“baby! the faster you get to me, the sooner we can go on our date and the more kisses you’ll get”

my guy just blinks, “it is getting late..”. plus he’s not opposed to the kissing part so he starts to walk towards you

“hey! i’m not done talking to you”

‘that’s true, it would be rude of me to walk away mid conversation… if you could even call it that’ he thinks

you laugh slightly, you can practically see the gears spinning in his head

“keiji come on we don’t have all day”

“don’t you walk away from me”

akaashi sighs loudly. the longer he spends talking to your sibling the less time he has with you. if he walks away, he’s at risk of your sibling hating him. he’s stumped.

suddenly he turns to your sibling, “sorry l/n, we can continue this discussion later. y/n and i have a date that’s very time sensitive. i apologize”

he then walks to you and grabs your hand before walking off

“y’know my crackhead sibling was just mess with you right? you could’ve just walked away”

“i figured, but that’s still rude”

ugh we stan boy who has manners

“so.. um, may i get a kiss now?”

omg he’s so cute i love him 🥺

you grin and pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, making him blush slightly

tbh you don’t even need to ask, this dude is infatuated w/ you

he’ll run to you any day of the week

but what had happened was.. y’all were on a date and bokuto went to go get ice cream

but that was like 15 mins ago and you’re just sitting on the park bench looking like a fool

and ngl you were a little worried bc bokuto is so easy to distract you’re thinking he fell into a pond or something

so you go to look for him and tbh it doesn’t take long cause cmon,, it’s bokuto

he be loud asf

n e ways, there he is in all his glory playing with a German Shepard who looked like it was trying so hard not to bite him

the owner looked nervous asf but was probably too nervous to say something social anixety be like that

bokuto spots you and waves at you frantically

“hey babe! look at this dog! it’s so cute!”

ugh bless him

you send the owner an apologetic look and turn back to bokuto

“it is cute but i think you’re aggravating it.. i don’t want you to get bitten. let’s go”

“it won’t bite me!” *to dog* “right? you’re too good to bite me, yes you are, yes you are”

*inhales* this stubborn kid, so now you got to think of a new tactic

you suddenly remember that bokuto is affectionate x1 mil

he would never miss a chance to be smothered in love

this was as good a time as any to do this trend and save your bf in the process :))

you whip out your phone, “hey baby? the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get”

when i tell you his head SWIVELED

the dude is an owl confirmed 🙌🏽

literally almost trips trying to get to you, now he’s looking at you like an excited puppy ready for pats

the owner gives you thankful look and leaves

bokuto is still staring at you, waiting for his smooches

so you deliver 😌 you grab his face and kiss all around and place a final kiss on his lips

bokuto looks so happy, like he’s smiling so wide rn

all hail tiktok it rly be saving your stupid boyfriend

my bby 🥺

he loves you so so so so much

hinata will do anything for you yes anything

and the feeling is mutual, but sometimes you cannot comprehend what goes on in that mind if his

like,, you could not, for the life of you, understand why he ran into MOVING TRAFFIC

let me tell you what happened

so you were shopping with your friends (and just to clarify y’all were a strip where there’s a bunch of stores on each block)

you guys were just casual walking and then your friend pointed out that it sounded like someone was calling your name

you looked around and there was your orange fuzzy bouncing up and down on the other side of the street

“BABY! BABE! Y/N! LOOK!”

too cute i swear

you smiled and waved, “hi baby!”

“wait until i get across this street imma kiss you so hard!”

cue your friends gagging

you giggle and decide to reference a tiktok cause why not?

“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you can get!”

b-but he thought you were serious

so yes he ran into the middle of a busy street

you are traumatized, paralyzed with fear if you will, you thought your boyfriend was going to die right in front of you

when he finally reached you, you scolded him mother hen mode activated

“why the hell would you do that hinata?!”

uh oh, you used his last name.. not good

“but you said–”

“i was joking!”

oh. now he’s embarrassed and sad bc you’re mad at him

at least he thought you were until you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, “don’t ever do any dumb shit like that again, okay? you scared me”

“i won’t,, but since i did risk my life, can i get a kiss?”

“NO.”

i feel like y’all have a relationship where you guys can be mean(?) to each other w/o getting offended

so you guys are at your house watching Netflix together and he suddenly gets up and leaves your room

“where are you going?”

“gotta piss”

istg i hate the word “piss” but IK he says that instead of “pee”

n e ways you resume watching the show but your bf’s been gone for like 10 mins

you go to the bathroom and knock on the door, “hey, you good in there? it doesn’t take 10 minutes to pee”

you hear him groan, “fuck off”

and then,, it all clicks, “are you constipated?!”

“FUCK OFF”

now you’re laughing your ass of bc what the fuck

“don’t clog my toilet nasty”

“y/n i swear to god if you don’t leave me alone–”

“what? are you gonna fling your doo doo on me?”

you finally stop teasing him and go back to your room

you send him a text, ‘still constipated? 💩’

‘breaking up w/ you is looking mighty tempting rn 🥴’

‘rude 🤧 but hey, the faster you poop, the more kisses you get’

this dude left you on read

and didn’t return until 20 mins later

“damn i know my bathroom stinks now”

“shut up and give me my kisses”

you raise an eyebrow, “i– you took 20 mins”

“okay.. did you want me to get up mid shit and come to you?”

you don’t why but that shit had you cackling, you reach up and pull him close to you

you give him a couple of pecks and a deep kiss

aww he’s smiling 🥺

“i love you my lil doo doo machine”

he pushed you off your bed

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[ryushiho]

toy - sukuna x fem!reader

pairing: sukuna x fem!reader

w.c: 3.2k

contains: noncon, angst, depictions of violence

a.n: i am so so sorry for the late post ;-;-; also repost bc stupid tags wont work

“Stop!” You flail your arms in a desperate attempt to catch Itadori’s attention.

He doesn’t hear you. Itadori’s too busy pummeling his fists into Mahito’s face, splitting bone and flesh under his knuckles. Bloody arms arc smoothly into the air, carving jagged black streaks into the placidity of the pale sky.

When each hit connects, blood fountains into the air, then scatters back down around the concrete.

Again and again and again, until the sky’s pouring viscous, crimson rain onto the abandoned parking lot.

“Stop!”

Your hoarse yell bounces off the crumbling buildings and echoes across the open space. It’s obvious Itadori can hear you; each time you scream, an almost imperceptible flinch thrums through his skin. But he doesn’t respond, nor does he stop; if anything, his punches only grow stronger.

“I’m gonna kill him!” Itadori shrieks back.

You don’t know if he’s talking to you or himself.

“I’m gonna kill him! I’m going to do it!” More punches hurtle into Mahito’s limp body.

“No!” That idiot! “Don’t kill him, you twerp!”

Mahito was important information—you needed him alive, not ground into pulpy meat. At this rate, your student was going to turn the damn cursed spirit into nothing but broken bones and torn flesh.

If you couldn’t talk him out of it, then you’d have to knock him out.

You skid to a stop, crouching deeply into the balls of your feet.

Inhale.

Exhale. Tendrils of your breath seep from your pursed lips, puffing into thin clouds. You close your eyes. Another deep inhale.

Exhale.

Bursts of your power flood over the area, spilling over onto the parking lot like tides lapping at a sandy coast. The waves are refreshingly cold as it rushes over your feet, flowing past your body to drench Itadori in its salty embrace.

The white tides foam around his skin and drain away his cursed power. The inky darkness of his vengeance-fueled energy stains the pure waters, and its not long before the once-white waves turn black and oily. When your domain finally cleanses him of his power, Itadori blinks sleepily and slowly slackens.

His eyes never leave you even as his body crumples on the ground. And when you close your eyes to look away, the betrayal in Itadori’s gaze haunts the darkness behind your eyelids.

The last of your power sputters out of you, weak, foamy sprays that fall pathetically at your feet, feet that stumble and stagger wildly as you struggle to regain your balance. He may have been your student, but you couldn’t deny that he was stronger than you—it had taken all of your power to subdue him.

At any other moment, you would’ve puffed with pride at how much your student had grown since graduation.

But now was not the time.

The edge of your vision flickers in blue-black static, and your domain vaporizes into salty steam. You sway in place, head pulsing from one of the worst migraines you’ve had in a while.

It feels like you’re a freshman in college again, drunk on one too many shots of cheap whiskey. The flickering energy in the air —a cocktail of Itadori’s, yours and Mahito’s—reminds you of the cheap probe lights and cellophane decorations, swirling disjointedly in all of their plastic glory.

You laugh dryly. Reminiscing about college? Really?

The floor lurches abruptly and pulls you into a painful embrace.

“Ow!”

You hiss, curling a finger around your throbbing scalp  Well, that’s going to leave a lump. Itadori’s unconscious body lay only a few feet away from you, and chunks of Mahito’s flesh still clung to the bottom of your shoes. Ugh.

You drop your head back on the floor, exhaling audibly. Against the canopy of the foggy sky, the white sun pierces through pale clouds and stings your squinted eyes. It was bright. Too bright. After what had happened, you’d almost expected the sky to be stained permanently crimson. Somewhere in the distance, a murder of crows scatter into the air, trailing gritty caws behind them.

You close your eyes and sigh.

God, you were absolutely spent—you didn’t know if you could manage even a single spell. Where was all the other sorcerers?

Cracks pop from your spine as you roll onto your side and push yourself onto your knees. “Ow, fuck, my back.”

Slow bastards. What were they doing, crawling on all fours? What was taking them so goddamn long?

If you got out of this alive, you were going to—

Someone laughs.

Too deep to be Itadori’s, too gritty to be Megumi’s.

No.

Realization seeps through you, and it pools cold dread inside your bones.

“Well, this is an interesting turn of events,” Sukuna rumbles behind you.

Before you can react, his hands grip your shoulders and flip you on your back. There’s a sharp twinge in your skin as he pinches your chin and jerks your face up towards him, forcing you to meet the spirit’s gleeful grin.

“Hm,” Sukuna cocks his head, leaning towards you. “Are you the one that knocked out the brat?”

His signature markings crawl over Itadori’s skin, but you barely notice the strange black lines; like a stupid fawn caught in the headlights of her impending doom, you’re too entranced by the cruelty flickering in Sukuna’s crimson eyes.

What went wrong?

You can’t look away, not even when he releases your chin to stroke your cheek. You can do nothing but shiver in fear as he skims his fingers over your jaws, down your neck, and back up towards your mouth.

The slender digits suddenly slip past your lips. They’re warm—hot, even—as Sukuna explores the inside of your mouth with his fingers.

Huh?

A lewd leer dances over Sukuna’s features as he swirls the bloody finger over your tongue, grinning even widely when he hears your heartbeat drum faster.

In the hazy aftershocks of your domain expansion, you can’t formulate proper thoughts.

But you can still formulate primitive desires.

Sukuna could sense both your rising arousal and your panicked attempts to snuff out the throbbing sensation, and it turned him on to no end. Your dewy, tear-rimmed eyes, your quivering lips, your trembling body… fuck, he couldn’t wait to shove his cock into your warm cunt.

Would you scream in pain, or moan from pleasure? He swipes away the drool trickling down his chin and smiles excitedly.

“You’ll do.”

You’ll do? Fear shrieks through your veins, clouding your attempts to clear your head. What was he doing? Why was he coming nearer? You didn’t, couldn’t understand what his words meant, nor could you understand why Sukuna was sucking the fingers he’d pushed into your lips.

Abruptly, his palms crack across your cheek, rocking you back on your ass.

Your hands fly up to your cheek, cradling the flaring skin, and the fear melts away from the heat of your irritation and anger. Pain brings forth adrenaline from the depths of your terror-infested heart, giving you enough courage to meet Sukuna’s eyes. Monster. Murderous asshole, you silently accuse.

Sukuna snorts at your defiant glare. You look so beautifully pathetic—crumpled on the floor, body still shaking from fear, power drained out completely, your pitiful glower being the only semblance of resistance you can manage out.

He licks his lips, one hand reaching down to palm himself through his trousers.

Your gaze flickers towards the strain in his pants, eyes widening as you finally realize what was about to happen, what he wanted.

Shit.

Sukuna grins at the scent of fresh fear, feeling his cock grow harder against his hands. That little burst of adrenaline-fueled courage had already evaporated from your veins, your feeble attempts at saving your dignity already discarded.

No, you were too busy trying to crawl away from him, limbs scrabbling weakly against the floor.

“Don’t run away now,” Sukuna laughs.

Lurching forward, he grips your shirt and plucks you up from the ground. He drags your struggling body along the parking lot, marching past corpses of cursed spirits to stop near the entrance of the lot.

As if you were nothing but a ragdoll, he flings you across the ground.

Gravel stings your knees as your body hits the concrete. You roll onto your knees, head swinging wildly to assess your new surroundings, and it’s then you finally notice the sorcerers crowded at parking lot’s entrance.

They’re here!

“Help me!” you cry out, stretching out your arms towards them.

They don’t move. They don’t respond.

“Please, help!” you scream again, desperation scratching your voice hoarse.

Did they not hear you? Why weren’t they moving?

“Please!”

Silence blows across the concrete, only to be disturbed by Sukuna’s cruel laugh.

“They’re a bunch of cowards.” Sukuna grips the back of your neck and hauls you up, pulling your body flush against his chest. “Aren’t they?”

He sighs contently, nuzzling his lips into the crook of your shoulders. Gently, he twists his head to bite your ear, lathering the crescent marks with his tongue as he pulls away.

You shudder, tears dripping down your cheeks. “Help,” you whimper out, but your broken cries don’t reach the sorcerers.

They’re too busy devising up empty justifications for their indifference, for their inability to help. It’s too dangerous. You’re a hostage. Too many would die if they tried to save you. You’re not worth it.

Sacrifice one for the good of many. You’d always agreed with the sentiment—it was just one life, after all.

But now that you were the sacrificial sheep in question, you found that no, you didn’t agree.

No, you didn’t want to die. You didn’t want his kiss, you didn’t want his tongue against the bite marks littering your neck. You didn’t want this.

Right?

With his arms still wrapped around your body, Sukuna lifts his head and grins at your audience. “I’m going to take her. I’m going to ruin this bitch’s tight cunt, and you’re going to watch,” his grin snaps into a fearsome snarl, one that thrums terror through the crowd of the jujutsu sorcerers.

“All of you. If you look away or close your eyes, I’ll fucking know,” he growls.

When he turns back to you, the twisted snarl dissipates into a sweet leer. “Would you like that, baby?” Sukuna croons, his hands groping your chest. With an easy jerk of his hands, he tears away your clothes.

The tattered fabric pools at your feet, your bra joining them only a second later. Hot hands twist and squeeze your breasts, his lips trailing down your skin and teeth digging into the meat of your shoulders.

A sick grin stretches his lips.

“I can smell your arousal.”

You burst out in a sob.

“I hate you,” you weep, desperately denying your own body.

No, you didn’t like this. You didn’t like the way his fingers twisted your nipples, the way he ground the palm of his hands into your clothed clit. You hated him. You hated his lips that sucked teasingly at your earlobes, hated the way his cock ground so pleasurably into your ass.

You hated him. You hated yourself for liking his touch.

Sukuna moans deeply, leaning around to lick the salty tears off your cheek. “Mm, that’s right, cry for me,” he ground his hips, the bulge of his cock pressing into your back, “I fucking love it when pretty girls cry.”

You can’t stop your shaking sobs as Sukuna kicks out your legs from underneath you, pushing you onto your hands and knees. Before you can react, his power secures you in place; you can’t move, not even a muscle. Even worse, you’re forced to stare at the sorcerers as you feel him kneel behind you.

Faces filled with horror, fear, apprehension, revulsion stare back at you, their disgusting gazes phasing around you in hazy circles.

Don’t look at me!

The pity in their eyes strip your dignity away, and you know you’re done. They’ll ostracize you forever. Everytime they look at you, they’ll only see the image of his cock piercing your body. They’ll only see Sukuna’s fucktoy.

“Don’t pity me! Don’t you dare pity me!” you shriek. “You don’t deserve to pity me! You let this happen!”

Tears dribble down your chin as you watch them all look away. “You hypocrites!”

“Shit,” Sukuna moans as he peels away your jeans, “look at how wet you are. You’re just a little slut, aren’t you?”

“No!” you cry, shaking your head vigorously. “I’m not! I’m not, I’m not…”

His fingers graze your sex through the soaked cotton of your panties. Heat twitches through your body; you can’t deny it. No matter how much you shake your head, you can’t deny the way your flesh craves more of his touch, they way your cunt clenches with each stroke of his fingers.

Sukuna grins, pressing his fingers further into your sopping folds. “I felt that, woman. You like when I touch that little cunny? Hm?” He pulls his fingers away, curling anticipation and apprehension inside you.

You can almost hear the seconds tick by.

Tick,

tick,

tick,

tick—

He rips your panties away and buries his face between your legs.

“Sukuna!”

His tongue delves straight into your cunt, the wet muscle fucking your twitching hole. The lewd noises coming from his slurping lips has your cheeks flaming red, but embarrassment is at the least of your concerns, not when you’re nearly retching in pleasure.

Sobs turn into moans, one intense emotion shifting into another. All your shame, hate, and pain tunnels into single-minded ecstasy that has you squirming and shaking on the ground.

Hot lips latch around your clit and suckle hard, drawing out gushes of milky slick. You’re crying again, sobbing because he feels too good. It hurts, even; he’s overstimming you, pushing your body past its limits. You feel him grin against your flesh, but you’re too distracted by the silky tongue pushing in and out of your cunt.

Shit, shit, shit!

“S-Sukuna! Don’t–I don’t… d-don’t stop,” you sob, his power the only thing stopping you from collapsing onto the concrete.

The slick skin of his tongue rubs against the insides of your cunt, teasing you with a glimpse of penetration. It’s not long before you’re craving more, more than just his tongue. You want it. You can’t deny him. You can’t deny your own pleasure.

And of course, Sukuna feels your desire before you can even articulate it with words.

His mouth leaves your sex, the cool air chilling the wet flesh. Choking sobs dribble from your lips. You were so close, so fucking close! Why did he stop?

What were you thinking?

Metal scritches against metal—the sound of unzipping jeans.

Were you really a slut?

Belt buckles clack against each other; jeans rustle and hit the floor.

Did you want him?

Something cotton tears; flesh slaps against flesh.

You inhale; you hear him exhale.

I want him.

Then everything fills you up at once.

You stretch and stretch and stretch but its not enough, and he pushes past your choking cunt and pulls back, pushes back in and oh god, he’s so fucking big and you feel like you’re about to split open—

but in a good way.

In a way that has you keening and crying for more, in a way that has you wishing you could buck up against his hips. Every thrust grinds against that sweet spot inside your walls, waves of electric ecstasy zipping up your chest and curling at your heart.

“Tightest cunt I’ve ever fucked,” he grunts, one hand splaying against the small of your back. His balls pap against your cunt, the lewd slaps joining the symphony of your high-pitched whimpers and his guttural groans. Sukuna pushes your chest down, positioning you so every snap of his hips could stuff his drooling head against that bundle of nerves.

“Mm, mm!” you moan against the concrete, cheeks smushed into the blood-stained surface.

It feels so good that you forget you have a horrified audience watching.

Your eyes roll back and your tongue hangs past your lips, dribbling saliva all over your chin. Sukuna laughs as you roll your hips back to meet his thrusts, your gummy walls clamping around his thick shaft. Strings of your milky arousal slick his hips and your thighs, coaxing out an animalistic groan from his lips.

With your mind already lost to the heady pleasure, you can’t see the way their expressions twist from disbelief into disgust.

Perhaps it’s better that you can’t.

All you can focus on is the way he groans in your ears as he plunges his cock inside you, Precum and slick bubbles inside your cunt and coats your cervix each time his head kisses the puckered muscle. It hurts; a deep ache blooms within your womb that has you howling both in pain and pleasure.

Before you can voice your agony, Sukuna’s fingers reach into your clit and circles the neglected bud.

He smiles savagely when your howls sharpen into bliss-filled cries. Human women were so easy to manipulate, and you were no exception.

“Sensitive little cunt, huh?” he strains out, bucking into your hips.

Sukuna can smell the tears still lingering on your cheeks and the fear-stained pleasure that wafts from your body. His cock throbs violently, his abs clenching against the strain of his impending climax.

Leaning forward, he grinds his fangs into the back of your neck, thrusting deeper inside you. “Fuck, you’re going to milk me dry, woman. Gonna mark you with my seed,” he grins. “You’d like that, won’t you? My little bitch wants me to fuck a baby into that slutty womb, doesn’t she? Shit,” Sukuna moans, hovering over the cliff of ecstasy.

“Please,” you whimper out, and your breathy plea’s enough to send him over that edge.

You scream as hot semen pumps from his cock, spurts of the viscous liquid squirting straight against your cervix. The sensation of having your cunt filled to the brim by his thick seed snaps the tension within your core, and you join Sukuna in ecstasy.

The pleasure is as hot as his load, almost painful in the way your cunt clenches his girth over and over again. Each pulsation boils rapture through your veins and dribbles broken moans past clenched teeth. It hurts so good…

“Fuck, that’s a good girl,” Sukuna hisses, sheathing himself all the way inside your spasming cunt. “Milk that cock, every last drop.”

The final few ropes of cum drains into your cunt as you drift down from your high, mind lost to the rapture. You’re gone, too gone to even notice Sukuna pulling away.

You lay on the ground, crumpled on the cum-stained concrete, unresponsive even as Sukuna disappears back inside Itadori’s mind with a final, cruel laugh.

When Itadori finally comprehends the scene before him—his semen coating from your thighs, his still-hard cock, your torn clothing, the crowd of sorcerers watching—he can do nothing but scream.

“No, no, no!” he roars, glaring wildly at the sorcerers. “Why didn’t you save her?”

“We couldn’t—”

“Why?”

He collapses next to your half-conscious body, sobbing desperately. “I’m so sorry, sensei, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, this is all my fault.”

Itadori strokes your hair, rage and guilt tearing his heart to shreds.

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault…”

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warnings: cursing because uh. this is bakugou katsuki. and this is so long. i put so much more effort into this than into any of the others i can’t do anything if i’m in love with him i’m sorry

Katsuki definitely did not think he would fall in love with an extra like you. In fact, he did not think he would fall in love at all.

Yet he did. Like an idiot.

You were friends with fucking Deku, of course, and almost as annoying as him. He always saw you around with him and the Half-and-Half Bastard and he promised himself he would never give you more than a glare because you simply did not deserve to be in his thoughts, and he succeeded at that

at first.

You decided to live rent-free in his mind after the Sports Festival. That was the first time he actually payed attention to you and it was safe to say he was slightly impressed

He was sure you would’ve ended up on the final battles if you hadn’t had to fight Icyhot before you got there

even then, you gave the idiot a run for his money and Katsuki was surprised with how long you held your own, getting a bunch of good hits and losing only because Todoroki was, well, Todoroki.

He respected you a bit after that

but he did not respect the way you were always plaguing his thoughts and dreams like a fucking virus of sorts

It was irritating as fuck and he wanted to kill someone over it.

Whenever he saw you his heart sped up to ten miles per minute and it made him see red with anger. He wasn’t sure what made you so important, anyway. Yes, you were powerful and somewhat pretty but still an idiot and Deku’s friend so how good could you actually be? Certainly not much

Still, there he was, thinking about you like a fucking stupid dumbass

He hated it, despised it, it made his blood boil. This was probably caused by some secondary quirk bullshit you had that no one knew about and he was tired of losing his damn time over it.

And you were always talking to him. For some god awful reason your seat was close to his and so you would ask about his day and about what he had for lunch and about his studies and a bunch of ridiculous shit he didn’t give a fuck about

“Shut the fuck up, Y/N, I don’t wanna talk to a fucking extra like you.”

“Why so grumpy, Explosion Boy?”

“I’LL KILL YOU”

he obviously didn’t.

It was weirdly comforting to have someone interested in his life, if he was honest about it.

But not much. It’s not like he liked you or appreciated you in anyway, of course not. That would be absolute bullshit and he was not willing to deal with it.

Getting kidnapped by the League of Villains was one of the worst things to ever happen to him.

Even though he fought his way through survival and didn’t get hurt or anything, it was still pretty terrible and, well, with everything that happened with All Might later... It’s safe to say it didn’t leave him feeling exactly good about himself

Besides, damn Deku was the one to help him escape and it pissed him off.

Specially because you were there too and how much of an idiot did you have to be to get caught up in something like that?

Did you want to die or something? Fucking extra. It made him so mad.

And worried, too, because what if you had gotten hurt? What if something bad had happened and he couldn’t help? Not that he cared, of course, but the thought of you being anything but healthy and fine made his heart jump uncomfortably in his chest and he didn’t like it one bit.

After that, you suddenly decided you wanted to be his friend or some bullshit, and it was the most annoying thing he had ever had to go through.

Talking to him randomly during class wasn’t fucking enough for you? Did you really have to walk with him to the dorms and invite him to have lunch with you? God, you were really insufferable.

But he found himself appreciating your company, sometimes. It was nice to have someone by his side like that, even if he couldn’t stand you

And maybe the fluttering of his heart whenever you smiled wasn’t all that bad.

You suddenly became a part of the Bakusquad after inviting him to have lunch with you multiple times and being rejected all of them until Mina started inviting YOU to have lunch with THEM instead and he wasn’t sure how to react to it

Kaminari was always fucking babbling with you about something and it got on his nerves

It was still better than seeing you running around with fucking Deku though. Deku did not deserve your friendship.

Sometimes, when you are too invested in conversation with someone else during lunch, he can’t help but steal glances at you and bite back a smile.

You’re cute when you’re excited.

He slowly stops complaining about you walking him to his dorm

You keep playfully saying you do it in case someone tries to kidnap him on the way and he screams at you for it everytime, but something tells you he goes easy on you for some reason.

There’s this one time when you call Kirishima “cheap ass red rock candy”

You’re only joking around and Kirishima knows this, so he only rolls his eyes and lightly punches your shoulder

but, for the first time ever, Katsuki laughs. He tries to hold it back like he does with every smile you bring to his lips, but he can’t, and the way your eyes sparkle at the sound sends his stomach in a frenzy

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh before,” you tell him quietly while you walk towards the dorms later that day, curiously avoiding his glare as you blush. He furrows his brows. It’s not like you to do that, but his heart does sommersaults in his chest at your bashfulness and he hates it.

“So fucking what?” his voice is aggressive, but there’s a hint of warmth rising to his face.

“It’s a nice sound,” you smile ever so softly and he stops breathing for a moment, “you should laugh more.”

“Whatever,” he mutters, hiding away his own red cheeks from your questioning eyes and walking a bit faster.

After that, he tries less to bite back his laughter. It’s almost subconscious and no one comments on it, but Kaminari, Kirishima, Mina, and Sero exchange knowing looks while you excitedly tell him about the last movie you watched and he grunts in acknowledgement, his full attention on you even as he avoids your eyes and stares at his lunch.

There’s this one time when you go to his room because you can’t sleep and it makes him so angry because he was already absolutely knocked out

yet he can see how much you’re fidgeting and something about the fact you came to him of all people causes his stomach to flutter, so he lets you in and listens while you tell him you’ve been having nightmares lately.

That’s the first time you ever sleep in his room, but neither of you acknowledge the way you’re holding each other when you wake up

It becomes kind of a tradition for you to go see him when you can’t sleep. He always complains about it and tells you to grow the fuck up, but lets you in anyway.

He likes to hold you while you sleep. It calms down his erratic heart and it’s nice, he figures. It’s nice to have someone to wait for, specially if that someone is you.

Katsuki tries not to think too much about what the feelings he gets when he’s next to you mean. After all, you’re still some annoying extra he couldn’t care less about, right?

Right?

It happens one cold night in the dorms’s common room.

You are just hanging out with him and the Bakusquad, watching some movie about something Katsuki doesn’t care about. He’s just looking through his social medias and ignoring all conversation going around him

You’re seated on the other couch, next to Sero, and he knows there’s a spot just on your other side, and a part of him longs to occupy it and be next to you, but he knows that’s stupid, so he stays put, even when you suddenly glance at him and smile when you notice how his eyes were already on you

He rolls his eyes and scowls, feeling his face heat up, but keeps quiet.

Then fucking Deku comes around and sits beside you. He’s obviously upset about something and Katsuki wants to kick his ass for simply being in close proximity to you

Yes, he knows you’re his friend too, but still. Deku can get fucked.

Deciding just being next to you isn’t enough, Izuku leans his head on your shoulder.

Katsuki sees fucking red. He’s ready to get up and punch his nose, but that was before you lifted your hand to play with the boy’s green hair, quietly asking him if everything was alright before you engaged in a whisper-filled conversation.

If looks could kill, Deku would’ve been dead in a second.

Kirishima is the first to notice how absolutely rageful he is.

“Hey, Bakubro, are you okay?”

“Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair.”

He follows Katsuki’s glare and widens his eyes at the sight of you and Midoriya, smirking.

“Are you worried, Bakubro? Don’t worry, they’re just friends! She only has eyes for you!”

“I’m pretty sure I told you to shut up, didn’t I?”

“Come on, Bakubro! Your crush is definitely not in love with Midoriya, okay?”

“I don’t have a fucking crush, Shitty Hair!”

all eyes turn to his fuming figure after he screams. Izuku takes his head away from your shoulder, brows furrowing in confusion. You stare at Katsuki with concern, silently asking yourself what could have brought him to this outburst.

He groans in anger before standing up and leaving the room, unable to stay around you and fucking Deku any longer.

Mina sends you a look and you’re on your feet, telling Izuku you would be right back and running after the angry blond.

He was sitting on the stairs just outside the dorms, trying to control his own fury. You sit next to him and he scowls.

“What happened back there, Katsuki?” you question softly and his first name on your lips has him on the verge of an emotional breakdown. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he groans, looking at the ground as so to avoid your sharp eyes, “I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Did I fucking stutter?”

You smile lightly at his manners, moving your head so you could watch him more attentively.

“Well, I heard you talk about having a crush. What about that, huh?”

He blushes immediately, scowling even harder and turning away from you so you can’t see his face, “I said I don’t have a crush, you idiot.”

You hum in acknowledgement, “that’s too bad.”

Katsuki moves his neck so fast it almost gives him whiplash, and he blushes harder when he notices how close to him you are.

“What do you fucking mean by that?”

“I wouldn’t mind you having a crush if it was on me.”

He melts on the spot, heartbeat speeding so much he can barely feel it beating.

You two stare at each other and he absolutely loves the cheeky grin on your face.

You look so pretty when you smile.

He kisses you before he can overthink it, chest fluttering at the feeling of your smile against his lips. He ends up smiling too, just a bit.

Katsuki definitely did not think he would fall in love with an extra like you. In fact, he did not think he would fall in love at all.

Yet he did, and he could begrudgingly admit it wasn’t actually that bad.

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alternatives for honey impact because fuck them

I know a lot of the genshin community know that honey impact was being taken down and now is back up on another server, but I haven’t seen a lot of people that are actually taking Honey’s response seriously and not like it’s just a harmless joke:

Yeah, no. This is literally so disgusting. Fuck honey impact, seriously. If you can still defend them after this, or even laugh at it, then you better ask yourself why you’re fine with defending someone who steals shit and profits “5 digit numbers” off of it, and then proceeds to throw a tantrum with ablest and racist insults to target game devs, not even the owners who actually call the shots. Why are you yelling at people who live off of coffee and fix bugs in their code all day? I doubt they give a shit about company revenue, they’re just trying to fix stupid bugs and remember to stick in semicolons. I know that hating on big companies is all the rage these days, but Honey isn’t even talking about Mihoyo’s greed or anything; they chose to target their ability to speak English and use mental illnesses as an insult.

Honey Impact seems like the best place to find info on genshin chars rn, but here are some alternatives to use so we aren’t giving these assholes even more money:

1. Paimon.moe. This is pretty much the best alternative I’ve found so far, even beating honey in my opinion. It has a wish counter for you to keep track of your wishes past the six month mark on Genshin’s history page, a page to see characters’ ascension materials, scalings, base stats, constellations, talents, and even a quick little guide for each character. It has calculators to find how many resources you’ll need to ascend a weapon or build a character, and even for friendship farming. It has a database with materials (and what day to farm them), weapons, furnishings (including which are the special ones for which chars), and artifacts. It’s got an achievements checklist so you can keep track on what you have to do next. It also has a reminders tab to remind you about stuff like the parametric transformer or logging into Hoyolab to get the daily rewards. It has a timeline that keeps track of all the genshin events in a neat format. Also, no ads at all on this site, yoohoo! Honestly, I’m surprised I haven’t been using this earlier.

2. KeqingMains. This has base stats and scalings from level 6 onwards for each character along with their constellations and passive talents. It also has damage calculators and even lots of in depth theorycrafting guides and pages for each character. It has info on combat mechanics, artifact sets, weapons, world environment, and each enemy in the game. If you want to know all the meta about playing Genshin, here’s the site to go to. Also no ads here, so you aren’t bombarded with “i just fucked my stepmother” manga ads all the time.

3. Genshin Wiki. This has a ton of stuff, like voicelines, stories, base stats, and ascension materials for all the characters. It also has lore and scaling for all the weapons. If you want to see Artifact and book lore, it’s got that too. This is basically the go-to site for all the lore.

4. Hoyolab. Yeah, Mihoyo’s actual legal forum. They have an interactive map on the site, which actually shows a ton of useful stuff. It shows chests, oculi, world quests, NPCs, fishing spots, monsters, wood, local specialties, puzzles (sorted by what kind, too), ores, books, recipes, and even heat sources if you’re ever stuck in Dragonspine with sheer cold chasing your ass down. Along with all the puzzles, chests, and oculi are also videos on how to solve them.

5. Finally, Adblocker. If you really have to use Honeyhunter (to look at leaked chars, I guess), use adblocker. Using Adblocker makes it so the website can’t load ads and therefore owners don’t earn revenue from their ads when you’re looking at the website. So if you really have to use Honey hunter, fuck them up with adblocker. Don’t give more money to their 5 digit earnings that they’re getting by literally stealing data. The person running this site definitely makes more money than the low level employees at Mihoyo so don’t feel bad about fucking them over.

In the end, outside of leaks, Honey Impact is not that useful, nor is it particularly impressive after all. They have no content other than the shit they datamined. Everything on that website is stolen info, and now they even removed watermarks and are literally mocking the people who created all that shit in the first place. Who, by the way, aren’t the ones calling the big shots about main company policies that everyone’s upset about.

Paimon.moe made to-do lists and wish trackers, and is definitely more user-friendly. KeqingMains have better guides and people actually do contribute their own guides and stuff along with the data. Genshin Wiki is a whole database for lore, and Hoyolab has the actual interactive map.

There will always be other leakers. This entire community loves the hell out of leaks. Hell, I like leaks bc I can know ahead of time which characters are coming so my f2p ass doesn’t suffer. I used honeyhunter before all this shit happened, because I thought they genuinely liked the game and it was useful. I also didn’t know they made money off the site, which in hindsight should’ve been obvious bc of all the ads. Yeah, after this, I don’t think they’re doing this for the game or the community, it’s for the money and the clout. Hell if I’m going to contribute to the thousands they make every month after this.

What I don’t like is pretending that leakers are somehow the Robin Hoods, going around generously giving us info bc of course they have no other hidden agenda, right. Yeah, Honeyhunter made thousands off of that site and tons of internet clout, no wonder they’re trying to keep it afloat. Honey Impact won’t always be the only site that goes datamining, others are eventually going to surface and do it themselves. Hopefully those others won’t be racist, ablest, money hungry little bitches. Or Mihoyo might take another step forward and release roadmaps for the characters and render Honey Impact completely useless, who knows.

TLDR; please don’t continue to support Honey Impact. There are lots of better alternatives out there for character and weapon information that you can use. Or install adblocker. Or get your info about leaked chars’ ascension stuff through secondhand sources that repost Honey’s info, bc that way you aren’t actually accessing their site. Because going onto that website does give them money; it isn’t harmless.  

#honey impact #honey hunter #genshin impact #genshin leaks #fuck honey impact #i am #supremely pissed off #you know how many ppl tried to tell me that honey's joke was actually funny and that everyone upset was just making drama? #literally the entitlement of the ppl jesus #you get a couple leaks from them and suddenly theyre jesus #theyre like a goddamn child throwing a tantrum now that they've been caught stealing #like you got caught stealing and instead of reacting maturely you try to act like the victim and pretend like youre even slightly right #and the most annoying thing is people are taking their side?? #rant #long post #get their asses mihoyo #i look forward to next week when they've been sued out of their pants for copyright infrignment libel and all kinds of shit

[kuroowo]

Risotto x GN!Reader // Ghiaccio x GN!Reader

Summary - HCs on how Ris & Ghia would respond to the classic see up ur skirt on a ladder trope😩👌🏼

Note - Gender Neutral reader wearing Ris/Ghia’s fav pair of (the reader’s) undies on them 💜 This was also reposted from my old account!

Warning - NOT/SFW (mentions of cockwarm, capo kink?, fingering, & implied sex)

WC - 887

Risotto Nero

I can see 3 types of reactions depending on his mood & situation

But in ALL situations, he will be sporting a small blush 😳 as his initial reaction before he proceeds with the following 😗

1) If he isn’t swamped with work & he’s horny? You’re getting finger fucked right on the ladder babey🤩

His left hand holding you steady by the waist while his right hand is just jack hammering into your Receptive hole

And when you cum for the second time in a row, he’s gonna step on that ladder and fuck into you hard, bottoming out with each thrust

Don’t worry tho bc he won’t mess up ur outfit. Why? Simple. He likes what he sees… a lot✨

“If only you could see yourself, m’amore… your skirt flipped up with my favourite pushed aside and digging into your flesh… all to receive my cock… meraviglioso.”

He’ll also be holding onto the bolted in bookcase, so no one’s getting hurt Today😤 Safety First y’all 🥴

2) If he‘s horny, but has too much work? Cockwarm, COCKWARM, C O C K W A R M-

“Will you sit on Capo’s cock, m’amore?”

Ugh what a gentleman😩🥴🤪

If u stay still until the end, he’s gonna fuck ur brains out & make u cum so good :’) Ass bent over & propped up on his desk bc he wants to see what got him horny in the first place 😌✨

If u won’t stay still then he’s gonna slide his dick out until u promise to be good 😤 and then fuck you a little rougher (still good as hell tho lmao so who’s the Real winner🥴). Will also slap your thigh and snap the bands of your underwear against your flesh to ‘put you in your place’ 🤷🏻‍♀️

BUT if u see that he gets way too stressed tho, pls start grinding on him to help him with stress relief 🥺 he’ll reward you very well 🤩

“You’re so good to me… you noticed how stressed I was and wanted to help me, right? Now let Capo return the favour.”

3) If he’s not horny at all? He’ll let you know he can see what you’re flashing & maybe give a compliment.

“I can see what’s underneath your skirt, m’amore. It looks good on you… as always.”

Would tell u to be a little careful when there’s strong wind or when u have to reach up high tho bc perverts everywhere 🤡

I’m looking at you Melone & Illuso (& maybe Formaggio too) 👁👁

Lol but that wouldn’t happen tbh since they have enough common sense & respect & fear to even think mess with you :) (and also with Risotto, their Assasin Boss, by extension)

Ghiaccio

I kinda picture him as a hotheaded Tsun, so he’ll go through a few stages to process it

Setting: Sees that you’re on a ladder trying to reach something & it’s on the same level as something he wants too, so he walks up & was about to ask you but once he looks up… ✨the undies he bought just for u✨

Freezes (HAHA) in place

Blushes Hard

Pushes up his glasses in a futile attempt to hide his blush (from who lol)

He would open his mouth, about to ask you why’re you on a ladder with that skirt on where everyone can possibly peek under and see ur undies that he bought for u

But then he thinks to himself that he’s not your parent or your owner or anything like that so you can do whatever you want because it’s your body and he’d be stupid to think he has any autonomy of it outside of bed (🥴), but do you know that you’re risking flashing others right now? You must know right?? Your butt must be able to feel the wind WHAT THE FUCK IS HE THINKING RN but if he brings this up he’s gonna seem like a pervert like why TF was he looking up your skirt in the first place BUT ITS OUT IN THE OPEN SO HE’S NOT REALLY A PERVERT RIGHT I MEAN HE DIDNT MEAN TO LOOK FUCK-

It’s a lose-lose situation for Ice Gremlin™️

So when you finally notice him, he’s red as hell (for many reasons 🤩)

“Ghia? You want something?”

You meant from the shelf but at this point he’s like fuck yes I want to Fuck YOU-

“NO.”

Stomps away like the big baby he is HAHHAHA

You wanna say you’re a little confused but you knew what was happening so 🥴🤘🏼

But before you can go console him, he stomps back in (a little more composed after blowing freezing wind at his dick face) & he starts to grumble and glare at you while his hands start to grab at your asscheeks

“You damn tease. Is this how you want to play? I’ll show what you get when you do this shit to me!”

Sounds rude as hell, but you know he won’t do anything you wouldn’t like anyways so pls enjoy the closet fucking that will follow 😌✨

I say closet fucking bc he’s not about to risk anyone on the team getting a peak at y’all’s private session 😤

Meraviglioso - Italian for ‘marvelous’ or ‘wonderful’

#risotto x reader #risotto nero #ghiaccio x reader #ghiaccio #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyō na bōken #vento aureo #jjba.hcs #black.hole #moonchild.anon