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hysteria-things · 3 months

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I also have another idea (if ur comfortable) where like chris is ghost face and reader doesnt know but like she kinda catches him coming home after killing? idk then they like have sex IDKK JS PLEASE HAVE GHOST FACE CHRIS SEX PLS.

GHOSTFACE

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you uncover your boyfriend’s deepest darkest secret…

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUTTY, swearing, mentions killing, anxiety, blood, arguing (?), chasing, oral (female receiving), degradation, hair pulling, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,479

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: for pookie @imwetforyourmom :)

i hope it’s okay that he’s not in the mask when it’s happening but it’ll make sense when you read i promise😭

i’m brewing up A LOT right now i’m so stoked.

chris wasn’t next to you when you woke up, but you’re not surprised. he and his brothers tend to do things late at night because of their work, which makes sense because all three of them are night owls. you, however, are not.

on this particular night, you felt quenched. you get up from under the covers and walk your way to the kitchen in your shared house with your boyfriend. you grab a bottle out of the fridge and start drinking it, then your eyes land on chris’ backpack that’s next to the couch.

he always brings that with him, so he either just got home or forgot it. you shrug and continue to down the cold water, but then you hear the water start running in the bathroom.

you nod your head, taking a mental note that he did indeed just come home. as you start to walk back into the bedroom, a shine of white glistens from the moonlight. you turn your head to it and see that it’s coming from chris’ bag. it’s open ever so slightly.

curiosity gets the best of you, and you kneel to unzip it fully. your breath catches in your throat.

there have been murders happening in towns around you, but you never thought about them because the town you’re living in is very keen on security. you felt safe here.

the news calls the culprit ghostface because of the mask they wear, and that stupid mask does tend to creep you out every time you see it. the way it’s droopy just never sat right with you.

that so-called stupid mask is staring back at you, some blood is still left on it. you can’t help but stare at it, your breathing quickens the more you do so. you have to be dreaming, right?

but you know you aren’t. you grip the mask and march your way to the bathroom, not bothering to knock. instead, you burst through the door. you gasp at the sight in front of you.

chris is standing at the sink, dressed in all black as blood coats his hands and cheeks. it must’ve seeped through the outfit. his hair is messy, his eyes glancing down at the mask in your hand. thinking he’d be mad that you went through his stuff, you stay silent, waiting for an explanation. he smirks instead.

“is this some sick fucking joke?” you scream, gripping the object in your hand even tighter. you can’t fathom what’s happening right now.

“hi, ma.” he greets, turning the water off and walking to you to kiss you on the cheek. “you’re up late.” he carelessly takes the mask from you and walks out into the living room.

you snarl. he’s always been a cocky mother fucker.

out of rage, you go charging at him. “what the fuck, chris?” you say as you push him. he doesn’t go far though since he’s much stronger than you.

he chuckles and turns to you. is it fucked up that seeing him like this makes you more attracted to him?

you shake the thought out of your mind. stupid y/n. what’s wrong with you?

“what… the fuck?” you repeat, this time breathing heavier. tears start to trickle in your eyes. “i can explain.” he says.

you flare your nostrils at him, silently telling him to continue. your boyfriend of a year and a half has been lying to you, and you want an answer now. “i’m not the only one, you know. nick makes the calls, i do the killing, and matt deals with the bodies.”

you pity laugh. “this is crazy.” you run your fingers through your hair. what you feel right now is complicated. yeah, you’re scared, but not of him.

“i didn’t think it was important to tell you.” he continues. “we’ve been perfectly fine without you knowing.”

he cannot be serious.

“you didn’t think it was important to tell me?” you laugh again. “you’re fucking insane.”

you run for the front door and open it, speed walking down the porch steps. “where are you going?” chris calls out.

“anywhere. you are fucking crazy, chris.” you have no other words to say except something along the lines of that.

you hear his footsteps start to follow you, and this time you bolt it. “y/n, seriously? come back!”

the rookie mistake you made was running into the woods that are across from your house. you weren’t thinking, you just needed to run.

you don’t know where you are as you keep running, becoming out of breath from running for so long. arms wrap around your waist and twirl you around. you squeal, clawing at their arms and hands. “get off me!” you kick behind you.

“y/n, relax.” chris says, dodging your hits as you try to squirm free of his grasp. eventually, you stop fighting and let him hold you.

he turns you around so you can face him. “do you think i’d ever hurt you?” he asks.

you shake your head because it’s true. it’s not like you don’t love him anymore. you still do. “but how—”

“shh.” he shushes, taking his red-tinted hands and cupping your face with them to pull you into a kiss.

he leaves a kiss on your jaw before turning you around, your front side leaning on a tree. he takes his pointer finger and reaches under your nightgown. he smirks when he’s greeted with your bare core. “no underwear?” he teases.

you whine, pushing back on his finger. your pussy is aching for more touch. he kneels, getting a full view of your glistening folds. you gasp when you feel his tongue start lapping slowly.

he’s going painfully slow, so you whine and grind your hips back. he gets the memo and works his tongue faster, your hips still grinding to match the direction he’s going for more pleasure.

when his nose starts to touch your clit, you moan out a swear. chris starts sucking when he finds the right spot. you grip the bark of the tree and throw your head back. “right there, chris. fuck.”

your legs start to twitch when your orgasm rips through you, spreading your juices all over his tongue. he continues licking until there’s no cum left, and you whimper at the sensitivity.

you hear him unbuckle his jeans. they plop at his ankles, and he scrunches your nightgown to the small of your back and holds it there with one hand.

he moves your hair to the side so he can whisper in your ear. “i wonder what people would think of you.” he starts to go into you, and you gasp at the feeling. “not only dating the famous ghostface killer but getting fucked like a whore by him as well.”

he says that as he thrusts just his tip. you let out a choked moan. “please.” you whine. “fuck me.”

chris pushes down the front of your pajamas so your tits bounce out. he’s still thrusting when he squeezes them with his unoccupied hand.

“come on.” you groan, getting impatient. “please.”

he sighs, placing his hand that was on your breasts to your throat, bringing your head back so it can lean on his shoulder.

a loud moan falls from your lips when he starts to fuck into you from behind. his eyes look at your face that’s contorting to pleasure with each thrust. even though it’s dark, the dry blood on his face is still visible, and you find it so hot.

tears come out of your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. since you both are standing, the angle of his dick is upward and hits your g-spot repeatedly.

your eyes roll back, mouth hanging open as pornographic sounds are not only coming from your mouth but from the sounds of your pussy taking chris’ cock as if it was made for it.

“hugging my cock so well.” he coos. “you’re clenching, ma.”

a hoarse cry leaves you. “oh, f-fuck.”

your entire body shakes with ecstasy, your orgasm streaking down his shaft. he takes the hand that was on your throat and grabs your hair. “you gonna let me cum in you?” he pulls. “huh?”

you try your best to nod frantically with his grip on your head, sobbing out whines. “here it comes, slut.”

for his last thrust, he pulls out and slams back it, making sure you take all of his release.

he wraps his arms around you so you don’t fall. he’s still buried inside of you because the both of you need to catch your breath.

he finally pulls out of you slowly, letting out a shaky sigh when he looks at what he just did. “i think we both need a shower.” he says sheepishly, lifting you off of the ground and walking through the trees to get back to the house.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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angelicdanvers · 4 months

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BREATHE DEEPER | two.

a charlie bushnell x fem!reader social media fic.

y/n

liked by william.franklyn.miller, levizmiller, amitasuman_, and others

y/n — been missing these lads as of late 🫡

dior.n.goodjohn HOW IS EVERYONE YOU WORK WITH SO GORGEOUS ↳ y/n GIRL YOU BETTER BE INCLUDING YOURSELF WHEN YOU SAY THAT

iamcharliebushnell aww these are cute ↳ y/n why ty

levizmiller i miss you too :( ↳ y/n :( can i visit you and ed soon ↳ levizmiller WDYM OF COURSE YOU CAN

calamawy The 30th is right around the corner 👀 Dinner at 5:30? My place? ↳ y/n OH MY GOD YES

matt_lintz WHY DO I STILL HAVE YOUR BLAZER ↳ y/n STOP THATS WHERE ITS BEEN 😭 anyways tell my lover girl i say hi ↳ matt_lintz oi she’s my girl ↳ y/n sharing is caring my friend 🤷‍♀️

freddycarter1 I have so many rolls of film to show you ↳ y/n no way so do i ↳ freddycarter1 This is definitely the universe’s way of telling us we have to meet up 😅 That polaroid of Amita and I will remain superior btw ↳ y/n UR WELCOME FOR THE BEST IMAGE EVER, but yes we do. imma be in london soon 🫡

william.franklyn.miller a little birdie told me you’d be photographing a certain someone ↳ y/n definitely not you ↳ william.franklyn.miller in your dreams, darling

iamcharliebushnell can i come over ↳ y/n i’m a couple hundred miles from japan tonight ↳ iamcharliebushnell what (imy) ↳ y/n jk no i’m gonna go to bed (i’ll stay up for fifteen more mins) ↳ iamcharliebushnell 😭 (good)

LUKEY POOKIE SENT A MESSAGE !

lukey pookie

hiiiiiiiiiiiii

↳ HI CHARLIE

lukey pookie

OH OK HI Y/N

↳ WASSUP

lukey pookie

I MISS YOU

↳ why

lukey pookie

why not 🙄

↳ why

lukey pookie

why not 😾

↳ why

lukey pookie

BECAUSE

anyways

i just realized we never got to go watergliding

↳ sadly :/

lukey pookie

that’s why we should

soon

↳ OMG that’d be cool

but i’m so busy rn 😭

lukey pookie

hey hey that’s okay

i’m sure we’ll find time?

↳ i hope sooo

but yeah i got a lot happening tmrw

lukey pookie

oh??

↳ yeah 😭 gotta prep for more of the filming and i have several photoshoots coming up

lukey pookie

THATS EXCITING THO

↳ YEAH

im just exhausted

lukey pookie

when i see you next i’ll make you your fav tea again

that’s a promise

↳ awww charlie 🥹 you’re too sweet

lukey pookie

only for the best :)

you should sleep now

↳ yuuup

goodnight, c ❤️

lukey pookie

goodnight, y/n ❤️

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thank you for all the support <33 i will update the taglist if more people wish to join :)

stay safe and drink water, lovelies!

i love you and i’m proud of you <333

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babygirlispunk · 1 year

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Summer Fling - PART THREE

Pedro Pascal x f!Reader

summary: meaningful words are exchanged and built up tension between you and Pedro is released... kind of.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, dry humping/fucking, fingering.

Word count: 3.8k

A/N: keeping this one sweet and simple, thank you so much to everyone who has commented, shared and liked the last two parts. means so much and motivates me, didn't think I'd be posting three parts within a week 🫶

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The uber ride to his hotel was silent. You both hadn't spoken a single word since you got into the elevator. You weren't sure what was going on in his mind either since you were avoiding eye contact with him, feeling shy at the idea of what is likely to happen when you reached his hotel room. Apparently liquid courage had a time limit because you certainly weren't feeling as bold as before. If anything, your eyes were getting heavy and sleepiness was taking over.

The only thing keeping you conscious right now was Pedro's touch keeping you present in the waking world. The sloppy kisses along your neck in the elevator down, his hand wrapped tight around yours when waiting for the uber, the trail he'd slide up and down with the tips of his fingers along your thigh while in the car, the way he hugged you from behind with one arm while his other hand found its way to the hem of your dress and lifting it so his fingers could ever so gently caress circles on the fabric of underwear as you both watched the numbers on the elevator ascend...

As you stood at his door while he rummaged through his pockets to find the key card, you took out your phone to let Syria know you're okay. You struggled to type as your body starts to feel tired and you were seeing double of the screen.

You: I dint dish. With Ped at hoteel.

Syria: Will u be ok?? I'll come get u if you don't want to sleep with him??

You: of corse i want to sleeep him text you tomoz

Syria: ur drunk as fuck, are you 100% sure??

You: dont cock bock me pls

Syria: be safe baby girl xx

You look back up from your phone and Pedro is waiting for you at the door way, looking concerned.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" You grin back at him for reassurance though he doesn't look convinced.

"You were just typing really slow on your phone... and you're swaying on the spot."

"Oh." you laugh nervously. "Did drink quite a bit."

He cocks his head to the side, frowning. He sighs then taking your hand, he leads you inside. You're hoping he's going to take you the bed but instead he sits you down on a massive couch facing the floor to ceiling windows. While he walks off, you try to take in as much of your surroundings as you could. You realise that he had a studio style room.

As a celebrity you were fully expecting him to have a massive multi room penthouse or something but instead his chosen to stay in something more fitted for one person. Although it was bigger and fancier than something you could afford, and this couch was basically as king single bed in itself, it still felt humble for someone of his status.

Pedro appears in front of you again and hands you a cold water bottle, motioning you to drink it. You do as your told and he kneels in front of you. Watching with a side eye as you sip on the bottle, he's situated himself in front of you and is on his knees. Staring down intently and biting his inner lip. You follow his line of sight and you feel your core pool with arousal realising he's looking at your exposed lacy underwear. Your dress had hitched up your hips, exposing your lower half.

The longer his eyes linger, the wetter your felt yourself get. His eyes are met with yours. He licks his bottom lip, lowers his head and kisses your knee, not losing eye contact.

"Keep drinking the water." he says low and slow.

"Yes sir."

You do so but keep watching him as he places one hand on your calf and uses the other to unzip your boot. Sliding it slowly off your foot and placing it to the side, he moves to your other leg to do the same but slower. You listen as each hook of the zip undoes itself as he pulls it down. This time he raises your leg higher to his chest height, sliding the boot of your foot. You're losing concentration as water starts to spill the sides of your lips and run down your chin and neck.

His eyes had not left you once and you see him take in a deep inhale watching the water drip down you. Placing the Achilles of your foot on his shoulder, he softly places kisses on your leg. Closing the lid of the bottle you chuck it away and lean back into the couch wanting to have a full view of him making his way up your leg. He kisses, licks and nibbles his way down your thigh, beard and stache tickling against your skin, you throw your head back and the room is spinning but you whimper, begging him to hurry up and reach your pussy already.

But he stops.

You stare at the whirling ceiling waiting for him to continue, but he doesn't.

Bringing your head back down, you see him resting his cheek against your thigh, staring at you with those damn puppy eyes.

"What am I going to do with you..." he whispered as if it slipped from his mind out his mouth.

Impatient and slightly annoyed, you reach for his top and pull him to yourself. Kissing him hastily and humming into him, you reach your hand down to his crotch and palm him as desperately as you can through his jeans. He was already hard under your touch and you could really get a grasp of how big he could be, the thought of it increasing your already flooding wetness. You were so ready for him, to take him whole.

As you attempt to undo his pants, fingers struggling to undo his belt buckle, the kiss is broken as he pulls back. You stare at him, mouth open and disoriented, he shakes his head 'no'.

"When you're sober." he says sincerely.

"I am sober!" Your slurred words say otherwise.

"I'm going to change, stay here okay?"

You nod begrudgingly and he gets up onto his feet. As he stands in front of you, his crotch is eye level and you basically drool at the sight of his large bulge, frowning when he walks away.

Waiting for him to change, you get comfortable into the couch, watching night life bustle below. Sparkling lights, honking cars, people walking along the wharf, even the stadium lights where beaming bright into the stars.

Pedro drops himself next to you on the couch and when you look at him, you swear he's teasing you on purpose. He changed his jeans for a pair of sweatpants and of course they're grey. You squint at him for his audacity and he returns the look with a wink and pats his lap.

You lie your head down on his lap, sad that his hard on had gone down. He sweetly moves the hair that's fallen onto your face and tucks it behind your ear. He continues to pat your head, soothing you and building up your sleepiness.

"So what are you doing down under anyways."

"Just having a break. It's cold up north so I thought I would try somewhere different. My brother, Nico, suggested Australia and just went along with it and brought him and a few friends along too."

Thinking back you realised the guy he was talking to at New Year Eve and back at the bar must've been his brother.

"And how are you liking it so far?"

"Well this city reminds me a lot of New York, except hot. And the people are pretty chill for the most part. Nicer too. You guys certainly know how to party, I'll say that. Crazy but in a good way."

"Thanks I think." you laugh.

"I actually went west after the music festival. Gorgeous sites and beaches. Felt like a massive country town despite being a main city, but something... something was pulling me back here."

Pedro moves his hand to your shoulder and strokes your arm. Your mind lingers on his last words. Was it self-centred to think you were that 'something'. That kiss you shared was intense and did hold heavy for you but you couldn't imagine it was enough for him to come back in hopes of finding you in a city of millions. You just had to ask, not directly though.

"So... do you usually bring back women to your place after a night out or..."

You feel his stomach bump against the back of your head as he chuckles.

"No, not really. Its been awhile since the last time I've slept with someone. Been too busy to. I've been working so hard to get where I am but my siblings could see it take a toll on me. They basically held an intervention." You feel him take a deep breath. "Sorry, off track... I do- have slept with people I meet out but only if I really feel like I've connected with them in some way otherwise I just get to know them first."

You feel your heart skip a beat. You didn't expect an answer any deeper then a yes or no, but you were grateful he felt comfortable enough to speak openly like that though it makes you question where you stand on that spectrum of 'connection'. You turn onto your back so you're able to look up at him. His face is solemn, looking out the window but scrunches a smile at you.

"And what happens to these connections?" you ask hesitantly.

"I chicken out and let them go...or they were simply one sided." his voice trails off and he looks away. You clearly had hit a soft spot.

Was this a one sided connection? You obviously were connected to him sexually, he was your celebrity crush and anyone would take that chance. You have probably shared more kisses and touches then you have words but you couldn't think of anyone else who had made you feel this way, an unexplainable pull that has brought you back into his arms by some miracle.

Or you're just majorly overthinking e v e r y t h i n g and were the exception. A simple hook up.

"I have to know..." you wanted to lighten the mood, so you figured you'd tease him a little. "How do you reeeeeally feel about being the internets Daddy?"

He looks down at you, eyebrows raised and amused. You stick your tongue at him to make sure he knows you're playing around.

"It's fun with the fans, not so much when it's all interviewers ask me to get clicks and reactions. So I just play dumb for the most part."

"Understandable. You're handsome but you're also really fucking talented. A shame you weren't recognise earlier."

"A fan are we?" he teases, grabbing your face and squeezing your cheeks into a fishy face.

"Don't act like you didn't know old man." you say through fishy lips.

"Ouch." he uses his valley girl accent and you both giggle.

He leans in for a quick kiss, soft but heavy, making your cheeks flush at the suddenness of it and how loaded it felt. You try to get a read of his face but all you can pick up is a quick flash of anxiousness in his eyes.

"What was that for?"

"Just felt like it." he shrugs. Something was bothering him.

"What's on your mind."

He's eyes become heavy, his mouth is twitching nervously, bending and hyper extending his thumb. Looking through the window, you can tell his mind is running and is contemplating sharing his thoughts. Eyes darting back to you, he takes a deep jagged breath.

"Without trying to sound like a crazy person, before we even kissed, when I saw you for the first time after you bumped me, I just felt something. A pull. I couldn't stop looking at you. Your energy and smile reminded me of someone special to me. We kissed, then you were gone. I tried not to dwell on the feeling and you're so... young, I thought I was being that stereotypical creepy guy... But I found myself back here. Seeing you again was like finding a needle in a haystack, yet there you were, at the bar. Admittedly I was scared to approach you first, I didn't want to come off as some crazy stalker. But I couldn't let you get away this time. You rejected me of course." He chuckles softly remembering how you pass him up. "But I think that pull brought you back to me."

Butterflies erupt in your abdomen, not quite believing what you were hearing. It felt like a camera crew was going to jump out of no where and tell you you're getting punked. Or did you drink so much at the bar you passed out and dreaming this all up?

Pedro desperately searches your face for an answer. "I sound insane don't I?"

You reach out and cup his cheek, caressing it with your thumb. He nuzzles into it, kissing your palm.

He was real. This was real.

"I'm glad you found me." Was all you could say while feelings and words jumbled in your brain not being able to translate it into a coherent deeper sentence.

You both just stare deeply into each others eyes, no words being able to describe the feeling that was being shared between you two. You start yawning and all strength you have left to keep your eyes open is gone. He continues to stroke your head in his lap, whispering a song and lulling you to sleep.

Me complace amarte Disfruto acariciarte y ponerte a dormir Es escalofriante Tenerte de frente, hacerte sonreír...

Eyes slowly open to the view of the dawning city. Sunlight reflecting off building windows and the river. A pair of glasses sitting on the coffee table in front of you. You're still on the couch. As your brain catches up with your body you are able to feel and make sense of your surroundings. It's silent in the room except for the slow breath blowing on the back of your hair.

A warm body is pressed against your backside, legs tangled together. An arm is tucked underneath the crook of your neck, wrapped around your chest while the others is draped over your waist. You listen to the hum of his shallow breath. It seems like he moved some pillows and a blanket from the bed to the couch. You can't help but smile at his kindness and at the fact he didn't ditch you for the bed.

You carefully turn around as to not stir Pedro awake so you can look at him. Hair tousled, face relaxed, he almost looks younger than he is, as if all the worries in his world have left him. Last nights words echo in your head and those butterflies return.

Like instinct, you can't help yourself but kiss the along the ridge of his gorgeous nose. Tickling him, he twitches and scrunches his face. His eyes slowly flutter open, slightly blinded by the light from the window. Blinking away the sleep, he sees you and places a soft kiss on your forehead.

"Sorry." you whisper.

Another small kiss, this time on your nose.

"Good morning Soleada." his voice is husky from sleep, sending a tingling down you and waking your body up from inside. "Hope you don't mind that I stayed on the couch with you."

Dipping your head onto his neck, you give wet kisses to answer him. He groans softly as you make your way up to his ear and nibble it. Slipping your hand underneath his shirt, feeling up his lean back and wrapping your leg over his hip to bring his pelvis closer to yours.

Unlike his jeans you are able to get a better feel from his sweatpants of his cock twitching and growing against the fabric of your underwear.

You whimper while you suck on his ear lobe as you eagerly rub against him, the friction of the fabric building the heat. A hand suddenly slaps onto your ass and you let out a yelp at the sting that is muffled by Pedro's lips crashing onto yours. He didn't waste a second to dive his tongue in your mouth and you opened for him letting your tongue find his.

If the slap wasn't going to bruise, his death grip on your ass certainly would. The pain adding to the arousal, you needed to be closer to him. You use your free hand on his back to fiddle with your underwear trying to get it down without breaking the kiss. Realising you're struggling, Pedro helps you pull them down far enough that you're able to kick them the rest of the way off.

Hitching your leg up, Pedro rolls on to his back bringing you with him now resting on top straddling him, blanket slipping off you two and onto the floor. Now able to put your full weight down on his cock, you roll your hips deep into him and stimulate your clit.

"Fuck." He moans against your lips. "Need t-to get this off n-now."

He swiftly takes his own top off, only just now breaking the kiss then grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it up to get it past your head. You sit up to put your full body on display for him to devour with his eyes as you keep rolling your hips and you admire his sun kissed skin and broad chest and shoulders rising and falling, begging for air. His stomach is plush but still lean. He bites onto his bottom lip, eyes darting at every point of your body.

"So beautiful. God how did I let you go the first time. I could have had all this 2 weeks ago." he says it so breathlessly and sweet you can't help the whine that slips out your mouth. You need to feel every inch of him so bad, reaching for his sweat pants to pull them down but he stops you, gripping tightly around your wrists.

"Keep riding." he growls, eyes intense.

"But-"

"I said, keep riding." the dominance in his voice makes you blush not expecting this part of him but you don't think twice, placing your hands on his chest and harden your glides against the outline of his dick. With the help of his hands on your hips bringing you back and forth, you're able to get a consistent rhythm. Slowly a tightness builds in your lower stomach and you can't hold back the sounds escaping your lips.

"Don't be shy now. I need to hear you beautiful. I need to hear how good you feel."

You do as you're told, letting yourself be more vocal as each roll of your hips brings you higher, watching him through slitted eyes as he looks back and forth from your face and your clit grinding against him. With growing intensity, your arms are getting weaker and your arms begin you shake, losing your momentum. Pedro notices. Sitting up and holding you tight to his body, he swivels his with you around so that his back is resting the back of the couch.

He takes one of your boobs in his mouth and laps his tongue around your nipple, throwing your head back and grabbing his face to bring him closer to your chest.

"Ah! Pedro!" you moan out loud as he nips and bites at your nipple and slips a finger from behind into your pussy making you grind faster.

He pumps his fingers in and out, in and out in rhythm with your rolls, mouth sucking on your tit, your legs are starting to shake. You're so fucking close you can't stop moaning his name, pleading him to get you to the finish line and his hungry growls vibrate along your chest. He sticks in not just one but two more fingers, stretching you wide and massaging your walls inside. You're so wet the pain is pleasurable.

He moves away from your nipple and connects his forehead to your sweaty one, eyes staring deep into each other desperately trying not to close them from aching pleasure. There is so much yearning in his deep coffee eyes, you're almost lost in them if it weren't for his fingers, knuckle deep, each pump getting harder and faster helping you reach the edge of bliss as they hit in just the right spot.

"You feel so good like this beautiful, you're gonna feel so perfect on my cock."

With his sweet words, it sends you over. Your pussy pulses violently around his fingers, hips bucking and your stomach tightens making you keel over and scream out Pedro's name pressing hard against his forehead. Murmurs of your name and praises against your lips, he moves his fingers and rubs circles on your already over stimulated clit prolonging the orgasm, yelping out in pleasure and making stars in your vision as you squeeze your eyes shut tight.

"Good girl." He coos in your ear as the last of your spasms subside.

Shaking and breathless, you hug around his neck and your body slumps into his, feeling the hot touch of his chest and body, still straddling him. He brushes his fingers up and down your back, soothing you with hums as he kisses you on your cheek. You stay seated there in a breathy silence, regaining your energy back while listening to him continue to hum whatever song he was singing last night.

As you're mind comes back to reality, you begin to feel a cool wetness spreading against your inner thighs. You straighten up and look down at Pedro's lap, shuffling a little back to see the stark and massive wet patch on his sweats taking up the whole of his lap.

"Fuck." wide eyed, you meet his eyes and he only looks pleased with himself, a self-gratifying grin plastered across his face accentuating his dimple. Before you can say another words, he has your face cradled in his hands, showering your face with kisses.

"I like seeing and feeling how wet you are for me." He leans back and slides his hand under the elastic of his sweats and you watch him palm himself, letting out small grunts of delight. Your not surprised you can feel yourself getting excited again already, he is just so gorgeous and undeniably sexy in his actions and words. "Soaked right through Soleada."

Practically salivating and wanting to taste yourself on his cock you finger at the elastic of his waistband wanting to rip them off but of course he stops you, tsk tsk-ing at you. You pout in response. When will he let you finally touch him, like actually touch him skin to skin?

"Lets have breakfast and go beach." he says nonchalantly like you aren't butt naked in front of him and he's not soaked with your juices.

"You're kidding me. You get me naked but don't even fuck me? At least let me give you a blowie." you whine exasperated.

"Blowie?" he says imitating your accent.

"Blowjob." you mock back in an American accent.

He laughs out a wheezy laugh and its hard to stay mad at him with how adorable he sounds. Pouty lipped, he brings you in and pecks at your neck, seemingly his favourite spot on you, really not helping the growing arousal building up again deep in you.

"I'll make it worth the wait. I promise."

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A/N: first time ever writing smut, please forgive me if its shit, I'm trying xx (also i do prefer any questions you have or whatever in my ask as this is a second account and it can get confusing ♡)

Tags: @mingeniee @ghostofjoharvelle @str84pedro @reidsog @pedro-pedrito-pascalito

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x female reader #pedro pascal x f!reader

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bbmsxlene · 1 month

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hey babes, I was js wondering if the taglist 4 kiss n tell is open? if it is, pls pls pls add me the smau is so good, I binged it all today 🤭

STAY SAFE AND DRINK WATER, LUV U 💕

ALSO TELL ME WHY I THINK ODATARIS MUSIC WOULD WORK SO WELL AS SUKUNA'S LIKE??? PLS TELL ME U AGREE 😭

hey i’m so sorry but the taglist is already full <\3

IVE SEEN UR COMMENTS AND U HAD ME DEAD BTW LMFAOO😭😭

tbh i wouldn’t see sukuna signing odetaris music but i definitely see him being edited to it ‼️‼️

#bbmsxlene answers ☆

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satoruhour · 10 months

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⊹༺🫧 FAQ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼

what was your main blog on tumblr?

✶ it used to be @4dtk but i’m archiving it and moving to satoruhour.

why are you moving blogs?

✶ i wanted to start anew, both in terms of a new account and after years of writing for nct. that blog also housed a lot of the older fandoms i went through so there are tons of untagged stuff there that make it immensely messy.

what will you do with your old works?

✶ i will most probably repost it here or just reblog it, although i likely would prefer the former as i want to keep a record of my works here.

✶ the rest of the work will stay there on 4dtk where i will leave it open for those who may want to return to the blog.

who’s the writer behind this tumblr?

✶ my alias is seline — a close name to my mom’s bc i admire her, and also bc i just love it sm

✶ i am eurasian; am currently dying in uni. updates may be slow if i have work and assignments to complete.

✶ i go by she/her and i’m 22 years old.

YESs and NOs of what you write?

✶ i tend to lean more towards f!reader, in terms of anatomy and pet names as i am a cis female, but i am comfortable with writing gn!reader. however with smut, i will stick to the female anatomy as i am more knowledgeable in that area. m!reader will also take a bit of practice!

✶ i am also okay with requests for a POC reader, and i will try my best to research on festivals, cultures, etc. please correct me if the information i put into fics is incorrect!

✶ i do not write rape, abuse, noncon, etc. i am fine with most things but i have the right to reject and delete anything i am not comfortable with writing.

✶ i will not adhere to your request if you do not possess basic manners while sending in asks and requests. being rude won’t get you anywhere.

what general rules do you have?

✶ do not follow or interact if you’re racist, homophobic, xenophobic, a misogynist, a bigot, the usual shit.

✶ this blog will contain 18+ content, please be cautious about the media you consume and minors, do not interact with n*sfw work on this blog.

✶ PUT YOUR AGE IN YOUR BIO. i’ve come across too many blank blogs and it’s starting to piss me off. i don’t care, i’ll block.

✶ this is a safe and inclusive space for my followers and i. i do NOT tolerate any hate here.

✶ don’t forget to take breaks from reading, drink ur water and eat pls! also have fun and be nice to each other ! !! send me asks if u wanna update me on ur life or whatever i love stuff like that.

#satoruhour's faq #frequently asked questions #faq

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cielcius · 3 years

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OMG HELLO IM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T TALKED TO U IN A WHILE FNEKDNKW school was hella testing every bit of my will to live BUT HOW ARE U??? also the writers block and me are having a boxing match🏃‍♂️ but i hope ur doing amazing and im v excited to read the next chapter for samu's fnekdj love u v much, stay safe always mwah <33

hi xine!!! don’t worry about it haha im actually in the same boat with u too about school just being an ass 😔 I ACTUALLY GOT CALLED OUT BY MY TEACHER IM FRONT OF THE CLASS FOR NOT DOING MY WORK WHEN I WENT TO SCHOOL IN PERSON BC SHE WAS LOOKING RIGHT AT ME WHEN SHE SAID “some people don’t let me evaluate their intelligence” AND I WAS LIKE YEAH CUZ UR GONNA THINK IM DUMB IF U DO LMAO (and i took that personally 🙂)

but n e ways haha i’m doing fairly well! i did wake up like five minutes before my online class so i had to rush through my morning routine cuz i had to be on camera but it’s all good :D (or at least i hope so) and i am supporting u in that boxing match oh gosh but ik ur def gonna win with that amazing mind of urs :)

and also thank u, i haven’t done like an actual “book” or just a chapter series since my wattpad days but i’m really excited for this one bc this next chapter is like the longest i’ve written in forever and yk what, it’s also taking me forever to edit it but hopefully it’s worth it in the end 🤧

#chalkboard—:messages #much love to xine #how have u been? i’m giving u lots of kithes rn 😚💕💕#pls i think saying stay safe is like one of the sweetest things u can say to someone so i hope u stay safe too 🥺#AND TAKE CARE OF URSELF #IM GONNA BE UR REMINDER TO DRINK SOME WATER AND MAYBE STRETCH IF U HAVENT ALREADY BC I LOVE UR LOVELY SELF N U SHOULD TOO

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versadies · 3 years

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Hey hey!! I've been following you for a while now and I love your work sm aaa

Saw the event, I love soulmate au's 😩‼ as a gemini, may I request a gemini prompt + kaeya? Up to you who the enemy is, I trust you ^ ^

-🦚 @pavo-ocell-me

someday, one day (hc scenario)

penpal: omg hi !! im glad u love my work, i hope this is to ur liking 🙌

prompt: gemini the twins, enemy-lover soulmate au

pairing/s: kaeya x gn!reader

sypnosis: when you thought he was your enemy but is actually your lover.

includes: spoilers on diluc and kaeya's backstory, spoilers on genshin's official webtoon, violence, physical pain, burns, arguing, enthusiastic!diluc (pls take note that its canon that he USED to be like all the other pyro characters b4 his father's death.),

when you first met diluc, it felt like he was your knight in shining armor.

the first time you two met was when you accidentally fell down from your balcony after leaning too much on the railing and diluc managed to catch you bridal-style whilst he was on patrol around the city as a knight.

it truly was romantic– and a near-death experience for you.

so when you found out that his name is imprinted on your wrist, you felt ecstatic, and so did he.

since then, you two were known as the youngest soulmates who had found each other in mondstadt, people admiring your relationship with envy and happiness.

of course, you and diluc were a happy couple. although you would be lying if you said diluc is overall your type, you managed to find yourself falling in love with the man.

when crepus, diluc's father, found out about diluc's once-in-a-lifetime moment, he simply laughs and pats you and his son by your backs with a proud smile.

"by the time my son turns 18, we better make arrangements of your wedding! it's a ragnvindr tradition, after all." he comments eagerly. you honestly weren't sure if the man was joking or not.

it didn't take long before you meet his dear brother, kaeya.

when you find out his brother's name is the same as the one that's imprinted on your other wrist, being surprised is far from your reaction.

"don't worry about it, y/n." diluc reassures you one night as the two of you stroll around the city together. "i'll make sure nothing will go wrong between you and my brother. besides, you always have me, right?"

if diluc hadn't tried what he said, perhaps things would've gone differently than now.

in fear of being enemies with your future brother-in-law, you decided to avoid kaeya like a plague, giving the young man apologetic looks whenever you walk away from his presence.

as much as you're avoiding the man, you couldn't imagine hating on kaeya. every night, you always think of what can make kaeya your enemy. what is there to hate him? he's funny, chivalrous, everything that screams your type of men.

wait.. type?

your heart drops from the moment you started thinking romantic things about diluc's brother, looking behind you to see your soulmate sleeping soundly with a frown plastered on your face.

is diluc really your lover?

doubts started to cross your mind. what if diluc isn't your soulmate? what is there to prove that kaeya is your enemy? are you just overthinking things?

"i can't think about this." you murmured to yourself, pulling up your comforter before laying back down on your bed and try to fall asleep.

"i have a wedding to worry about next year."

just as you said, you did try not to think about the possibilities you have with the two brothers, distracting yourself with tasks and dates with your lover, who's quite oblivious to your problems going on inside your head.

unnoticed by you, you weren't the only one who has been burdened with your thoughts.

by the time diluc's birthday has arrived, the two of you started to get excited from your future wedding, excited to finally marry each other after years of spending your adolescence together.

you didn't expect an inconvenience during diluc and crepus's trip.

you didn't expect crepus trying to save diluc from a monster using something that no one but snezhnaya has ever heard of.

you didn't expect crepus asking diluc to put him out of his misery.

you didn't expect diluc to come strolling back to your shared home with blood stained in his clothing at a late hour.

you never, ever, expected your lover to fight his own brother when he took a visit.

and you did not expect your lover to plan on leaving you and everyone.

"what do you mean you're... you're leaving?" you ask in disbelief, staring at diluc as though he has two heads. "can't i go with you–?"

"no, this journey will be too dangerous for you–"

"this applies to you as well! you're not an immortal or some god–"

"i can do this on my own, y/n." he says with his eyes narrowed. you couldn't help but scoff in disbelief. this isn't the diluc you know and loved.

"but diluc.. isn't this too much? your father... i know crepus's death is too much but, why can't you stay?" you whispered, cupping his cheeks. "what about our wedding? the life you and i planned after your bi–"

"my father died and you're seriously thinking about our wedding?!" diluc forces your hands away from his face, glaring at you. "why can't you understand that i'm trying to find out the truth on this delusion–"

"i do understand!" you yelled out. "i do understand that you want to do this for him but what about monstadt? the knights? what about your brother–"

"HE'S NOT MY BROTHER!" he yelled, lashing out at you as you screamed in surprise when you saw fire in front of you, immediately covering your face with your arms out of reflex.

you didn't notice how your lover's eyes widens on what he did,

you couldn't notice him, not when you're too focused on the huge burns on your arms.

"oh my god..." diluc murmurs, slowly taking a few steps back as he takes a look of what he did, ignoring the sudden presence of adelaide and elzer, who both gasped from the scene.

your eyes starts to water from the intense pain, trying not to cry out and scream your heart out in fear of making your lover feel regret. you could honestly care less on what diluc is doing, all you could think about was the intense burns from your arms.

suddenly, the door was slammed open by kaeya– who was wet from the rain outside.

"what the hell did you do to them?!" kaeya exclaims, running towards you with a shocked look on his face. "i'll take you to the cathedral alright? the sisters will heal you." he whispers, wiping off the tears from your face as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and takes you towards the doors.

before diluc could let out a word from his mouth, kaeya gives him a glare.

"you may hate me for what happened," kaeya says.

"but for celestia's sake, don't ever come to them or call them your lover ever again."

that was the last time you saw diluc.

you eventually find out from the chattering nuns that the man had already left monstadt with no news of when he'll return, causing everyone to pity you and for diluc about what happened.

you were thankful that no one except the nuns found out about the incident of your arms.

throughout your stay in the cathedral, you usually find kaeya beside you, keeping an eye on you with a concerned look on his face. you honestly couldn't imagine what would've happened if the man didn't storm inside dawn winery. would diluc actually try to help you later on and leave? would you have suffered more with your injuries as he stands by watching you in disbelief?

whatever outcome you could think of, your heart ached from them all.

would diluc stayed had he been the one who tries to take care of your injuries?

either way, you knew the man is no longer the one you fell in love with from those years ago.

as years grew by, so did your friendship with kaeya.

although it was awkward from the start, you eventually warmed up to the man who you thought is your enemy, feeling more comfortable with him than before.

the two of you started having careers by then, with you having a successful career whilst kaeya becomes the calvary captain of the knights of favonius.

although the two of you are busy, you agreed to always meet each other at night in angel's share, where you drink the night away and talk about anything that comes out of your minds.

there wasn't a day when you thought about diluc.

thankfully, your burns weren't too severe and is slowly fading away throughout the years. but that doesn't mean the memories you had from it disappeared as well.

ever since that dreadful night, you started having nightmares about the incident, always finding yourself sitting up from your bed with a scared look on your face.

you wished you didn't want to see diluc this way, but you honestly couldn't bare to face him if he ever comes back to the city.

you don't see him as a lover or a friend. all he is to you at this very moment is your nightmare.

your nightmares simply washes away when kaeya comes up in your mind.

whenever you think about your so-called destined enemy, you felt comforted and safe. it was understandable really! you were touched by how he took care of you regardless of you being his "enemy".

however... now that you could think about it, the calvary captain has a lot more common with you than diluc himself. the fact that his brother made you laugh a lot and supported you in many ways made you started thinking that maybe diluc really isn't your destined lover.

your heart skips a beat from the thought of kaeya being your true lover, the smile you wore never fading away.

perhaps when you're finally starting to move on from the relationship you had with diluc, maybe... just maybe, kaeya could be the one you've been hoping for.

you started to sleep more peacefully, excited for the future that awaits.

somewhere in the calvary captain's home, the man is dreaming and hoping of you too.

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sugarmaplewings-fics · 3 years

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Helping Their S/O Recover From Surgery

Pairing: BNHA Boys x reader

Warnings: Reader is in the hospital (obviously), several mentions of food and eating, medication mention, that should be it

Characters: Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki, Amajiki

A/N:

Wow, I actually completed a request in a timely fashion 😳

I hope this isn’t too terrible. My dad was disabled, so he had a lot of surgeries (maybe one every year or two). Ergo, I’ve had some experience being in hospitals, if not exactly in the position of the patient ヽ(；▽；)ノ It’s been some time tho, so idk, I might still be missing something.

Anyway, I hope you get well soon, @ure-a-sunflower! Thanks for the request, I’m really flattered that you think of me like this 😊 And never feel shy about sending me a hug! I love hugs :3

Enjoy!

-Sugar

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Midoriya:

● Midoriya is the type of guy who'll sit in the waiting room the entire time you're under

● He's a little worried about you, but he trusts that you'll make it through okay

● Trust me, he has plenty of experience being in hospitals (stop breaking ur bones >:()

● He'll be right at your bedside as soon as he's allowed to, whether you're awake or not

● As soon as you're awake and he's able to, he'll give you a nice hug (gently). He doesn't care if you're still in bed, he just wants to know you're okay

● He'll spend a lot of time with you while you recover, sitting in the chair by your bed

● Please please tell this boy it's okay for him to talk. He'll tell you everything he knows about heroes for hours and whether you care about what he's saying or not, it's totally worth it just to see the big smile on his face

● Either way, he'll talk to you almost the whole time. He's actually really fun to have a conversation with! You can talk to him about anything and he'll listen

● Will also play board games with you to pass the time, or any kind of small game he can find that you can both do on your bedside table

● He'll get you anything else you might want as well :)

● Once you're discharged, he'll stick around and help you out

● Again, if you need anything, he's got you

● Need someone to cook for you? If he can't do it himself, he'll ask his mom for help (pls, she cooks the best meals and she loves you so much)

● Will remind you to take your meds

● He'll take naps with you 🥺 He knows you're probably still tired out, so he's making sure you get plenty of rest

● Helps you with any wound care you might need, whether it's cleaning it or dressing it, he'll help out if you let him

● Just very much a sweet boi, 10/10 boyfriend

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Bakugou:

● He is very much concerned about you the whole time, he's just really good at hiding it

● As soon as he's allowed to visit you, he's there

● He'll come in quietly, scowling at the floor

● He has a bag with him that's got a container of food in it. He put a lot of effort into making it just for you, just the way you like, but it's likely he'll brush it off and claim it's leftovers

● Katsuki isn't exactly the best hospital buddy, but he'll try

● The thing is, he's not very talkative. He refuses to leave your room for too long, but he's more the type to just sit in the chair by the window (probably looking at his phone)

● You may think he's not paying you any attention, but he's spending time reading up on what condition you're in and how to make sure you recover properly

● He's there if you need him

●Will yell at the nurse / doctor if they're not taking care of you right

● Makes a comment at least once about how much he hates the smell (it's not you, it's the general hospital smell)

● Tries his best to cook for you as often as he can so you don't have to eat the hospital food there (might even give up trying to brush off how much he does for you)

● Gets you anything you need when you ask. As I said, he's not keen on leaving you in your room by yourself, but he won't say anything if you ask for something

● When it's time for you to go home, he'll just get even more clingy

● But not necessarily affectionate, oh no

● He was there when the doctor gave you guidelines for what to do during your recovery period, and he did his research

● You're not getting out of following it to the letter

● If you're supposed to stay in bed and rest, he'll make sure you're not getting up unless you absolutely have to. Also he'll do any kind of heavy lifting for you, just to be safe (and it’s totally not a bonus chance to lowkey show off how strong he is)

● If you need to incorporate more activity into your day, he'll be at your side. It's like a little date, taking a nice slow walk in the park

● He's also keeping tabs on how much water you're drinking. He always encourages you to drink plenty of water, but now he's even more on top of his game to remind you

● He'll also remind you to take your meds (aggressively but with love) :)

● And he'll drive you to your follow up visits with your doctor

● Bakugou will encourage you the best way he knows. He may come off harsh at times, but he just wants your healing process to go as smoothly as possible. He's not good with feelings and stuff, but this is how he shows you he cares

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Todoroki:

● Another sweet boi

● He knows what it's like to visit people in the hospital (ahem, his mom), so it wouldn't be too weird for him (not that it’s all that weird for any of them)

● He'd come and see you every day, and he'll bring you a little something each time, whether it's a snack, some flowers, a game or coloring book he thought you'd like, or even a little stuffed bear (or whatever your favorite animal is)

● His visits can be weirdly short though? Like, he doesn't know what to say, so he kind of just . . . leaves? Like wait come back

● He likes it when he can get you talking. He's not much of a talker himself, so it's easier if you can lead conversations

● But if you want him to, he will just keep you company in silence

● Master at staring off into space for long periods of time

● But every time he looks over at you, he gets this soft smile on his face and he's so cute

● He's trying his best

● He'll also help remind you of things when you're back home

● He's not the best at cooking, so he'll order you anything you want and eat it with you

● I'll state the obligatory "he provides that hot/cold treatment for any pain you might have" because he does and it works

● He'll go out with you to walk around, and just generally get you back into living your life

● Yeah, he's just really glad to see that you're healthy and he’s happy to help you out so your recovery is quick and easy

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Amajiki:

● Not gonna lie, he was a little nervous while you were having the surgery

● Not too bad, just some pacing around the waiting room, but he feels so much better once everything's over with

● Big on sitting next to your hospital bed and just holding your hand the whole time he's visiting

● Hates checking in every day (because ew, people, and also ew, walking through strange halls full of people and equipment and the lighting is funky and everything smells like hand sanitizer and—)

● But he does it for you, because you're the most important thing to him 🥺

● Oh, and he also gets really really quiet whenever the nurse comes in to check up on you and just kind of pretends like he doesn't exist for a moment while they do their thing

● He'll do something where he gets himself a boxed lunch or takeout and eat with you in your room at meal times

● Honestly though, he'll be happy when you're finally able to go back home

● He's a very sweet and doting boyfriend, and he'll make sure you're getting everything you need

● He'll do his best to help you readjust after everything, and he'll even stay by your side when you go for follow up appointments :]

● (His anxiety has that loophole where if you're ever anxious about doing something, he's able to take charge and help you out)

● Pls, I love him

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Taglist: @aahilovetheatre @basicalyrandom @hyunmin-1404 @kqtsukii @nabo39 @pyrofanatic @rainy-skys-and-bright-stars @sendhelpimstupid @xoxopam4

#midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #request fulfilled!#sugar hcs #cw hospital #cw surgery

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suguruverse · 3 years

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hey!! i love your best friends hcs, and i was wondering if you could do one with bokuto and akaashi (or fukurodani in general) :) tysm

— BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BOKUTO AND AKAASHI

includes - bokuto koutaro and akaashi keiji

a/n - my two fav boys!! hope you enjoy this bby <33

- you guys are just never apart?? like no one has ever seen one of you guys without seeing the other two

- you guys either met because you were in akaashi’s class and he asked you to be bokuto’s tutor because akaashi was busy or you’re the vbc manager

- and after spending so much time with them, you ended up developing certain aspects of both their personalities

- i feels like bokuto and akaashi and both the types of people to blow their money on you and you always complain about them saving money, but they never listen to you

- they both think that you deserve the world and more for dealing with them

- bokuto is extremely spontaneous, so there is no doubt that he won’t call you and akaashi to go on an adventure at 2am

- the group hugs are immaculate

- honestly most of the friendship is just you and akaashi babysitting bokuto

- THEY LOVE YOUR SMILE AND ALWAYS SAY THAT YOU HAVE A SMILE OF AN ANGEL FKEBFKEJ <33

- will do everything and anything just for you to keep smiling

- they will defend you to the death

- there is no way they allow anyone to talk down on you

- if you ever ask them to bring to do something for you, they will do it, no questions asked

- if you have periods, then akaashi is your man

- he has pads, tampons, painkillers, heat pads, basically anything you need in his bag AND his locker

- bokuto isn’t too sure but he does know that you’re in a lot of pain and that you always want affection, so he will drop everything and anything to get something you need

- you guys have matching bracelets, yk the one with the beads, yup and bokuto made it for you for your ‘1 year friendiversary’

- they are definitely the emotional support over logical solution type of guys

- they just wanna see you happy always

- personal space? no, just no.

- bokuto HAS to be touching you in some type of way

- whether it’s hugging you, holding your hand or even latching onto your sleeve or shirt

- BOKUTO LITERALLY WHINES WHENEVER HE’S WITHOUT YOU OR AKAASHI

- EVEN WORSE WHEN HE’S NOT WITH EITHER OF YOU

- that’s why you guys facetime every night and fall asleep on call

- bokuto also just holds onto you out of nowhere and at really random places, while akaashi just looks at you guys, kinda wanting to join in

- one look at your face and they can somehow tell everything about your emotional state

- one time akaashi just walked up to you out of nowhere, handed you your fav candy, drinks and tissues, hugged you and just said:

“y/n, it’s okay, i’m so damn proud of you okay? it’s okay to cry sometimes”

- did you cry for the next two hours? obviously. did he complain that his shirt was now covered in tears and snot? of course not.

- bokuto saw your red-shot eyes and immediately started complaining about why you didn’t come to him for comfort as well

- IDC WHAT YALL SAY, CUDDLING WITH BOKUAKA??? PERFECTION

- you may not be able to breathe with bokuto squeezing you, but yk, he’s warm, so you aren’t complaining

- bokuto literally has no boundries with you

- he will follow you to the bathroom so he can continue with his story, will strip in front of you etc.

- and he will find no problem with that

- they will show you off no problem

- having conversations with someone in their class? the are constantly bringing you up

- pls if you have a competition of any sort, they are front row cheering you on

- if you’re interested in someone, they’re supportive (kinda)

- bokuto will grab onto your shirt and then hug you as tight as he can because he doesn’t want to lose one of his best friends

- they do daily check ins to make sure you’re eating and drinking water

- bokuto tries to do pranks on you but you always catch on and go with it, but once you did this and he got scared because he thought you actually believed him

- akaashi once called you ‘darling’ as a dare, but you loved it so much, that he cals you that on the daily now

- bokuto 100% shows his love and appreciation for you through physical touch and words of affirmation

- akaashi is more of a quality time, acts of service kinda guy

gc name: y/n’s sexy bodyguards

bokuto: Y/N WHERE ARE YOU, ME AND ‘KAASHI ARE AT THE GATES, HURRY UP I MISS YOU <333

akaashi: yes y/n hurry, bokuto-san is going to actually going to start crying on my shoulder

bokuto: ‘KAASHI NO IM NOT, STOP LYING IN FRONT OF Y/N

bokuto: y/n pls hurry baby, you already know movie night starts at 6 :(( where are you :((

bokuto: miss you already pls reply :(

bokuto: if ur mad at me or ‘kaashi just tell us

bokuto: why aren’t you replying baby???????? :((((

akaashi: calm down, she probably got caught up doing something for a teacher

akaashi: but yes darling, please hurry, you should know that movie night starts at 6 and its already 5:30

you: MY BABIESSS :((( M SORRY, yumekawa-san wanted to talk to me about something

akaashi: from the basketball team? what did he need you for?

bokuto: HEY HEY ‘KAASHI, WHOS THAT

you: oh well... he asked me out :))

akaashi: oh.. wait what

bokuto: WHO DID, WHO DID, NOOOOO Y/N DON’T LEAVE DON’T LEAVE, ILL BE YOUR BOYFRIEND JUST DON’T LEAVE ME AND ‘KAASHI ALONE

akaashi: bokuto-san calm down, if she said yes, that’s her business. they’re very beautiful, sweet, kind and helpful. it’s no wonder way yumekawa-san asked them out

bokuto: ‘KAASHI I ALREADY KNOW THEY’RE ALL THOSE THINGS BUT I STILL DON’T LIKE IT. THEY’RE MINE

bokuto: y/n, y/n, do you like him back? :(((

you: of course not kou!! i rejected him so there’s no need to worry

akaashi: oh thank god

you: huh???

akaashi: nothing

bokuto: YAY YAY YAY, Y/N I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU, DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAINNNN :((

you: i know, i’m sorry kou, i’m on my way to you guys right now!!

bokuto: OK OK SEE YOU SOOM MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH <33

you: mwah mwah see you soon my love

akaashi: stay safe darling

bokuto: kiss :(

akaashi: mwah mwah

bokuto: :)) thank you ‘kaashi

akaashi: no worries, bokuto-san

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