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kvrokasaa · 4 months

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Pretending to be their s/o

Includes -- Kuroo, Bokuto, Iwaizumi

Testuro Kuroo

It's the usual day at the grocery store, picking up food for you and your pets. You grab one little outfit for your cat and smile, she would look good in this. While you're walking around, you hear someone talking. You're not usually a nosy person, but you overheard some conversation. "Look, I'm sorry ma'am, but you're really not my type." You can hear a girl whining and trying to flirt.

You peek your head around the aisle and see a man trying to turn down a girl. He looks about your age. You take pity on the guy and walk over to him. "Babe! Don't you think Cosmo would look good with this!" You raise the frog hat and smile, looking up at the guy, hoping he gets the hint and plays along. It would be embarrassing if he just asks who you are. But he smiles at you, sending you a quiet thank you.

"You already have enough of those hats for her, take pity on the cat." You pout and look over at the girl. "Oh? Who's this, a friend?" You smile at her as she scowls at you. "You know this girl, Testu?" The girl puts on an obnoxious whiny tone. You're tempted to cover your ears. But now you know what to call him. "Yes, I'm his girlfriend." You smile at her again. Then you look up at him and pout again. "But you and Cosmo looked so cute with the matching bunny ears last month. I still have pictures that I can send to your sister." Kuroo blushes and looks towards you, "I thought you deleted those." He sighs and grabs one of the things he came into the aisle for, "fine, you can get the frog hat." You smile and you both leave the aisle, leaving the girl confused and a little mad.

You check out and leave the store, Kuroo offers you a bow and smiles at you, "thank you for helping, I didn't know what I should've done." You smile at him as he takes your bags out of your hand, "how about I walk you home? As a thank you."

Iwaizumi Hajime

"Wow! Your arms are so big!" The girl puts her hand on Iwaizumi's arm, not reading the signals that he's uncomfortable. Iwa smiles a little and thanks her, trying to lean away from her. "Sorry I'm late!" You run into the gym and see Iwa with a girl. It leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

You've liked Iwa since high school, but you didn't know how to confess to him. But you can see the uncomfortable look on his face, so you take the initiative. You walk up the Iwa and grab his hand, "who's this, baby?" You look over at the girl with a slight glare. Iwaizumi looks down at you and sighs, "I don't know." He looks over to the girl and scowls a little. "Just some girl that won't leave me alone."

Iwa never cared about being nice to someone if they bother him. He'd rather outright tell them, but this girl kept cutting him off, not giving him a chance to tell her to leave. But finally, you came. "Let's just go."

You both walk away, telling another staff to take her out of the gym, she doesn't work her so she can't be here. Iwa pulls you away from the scene and smiles down at you, "thanks for helping." He could feel his heart beating, hoping you can't hear it. He's liked you since high school, maybe this is his chance to confess. "You know, you're cute when you're jealous."

Kotaro Bokuto

Bokuto is a very cheerful person, but he can get very mad, sad, or just change his emotions very quickly. People usually label him as someone who is stupid, someone who can't read social cues. But that's far from the truth, he just doesn't know how to tell someone no.

And unfortunately, that's what got him into this situation. He couldn't say no to Kuroo bringing him out to this restaurant. And here he is, getting hit on by some bartender. He just came for a drink, but the minute he sat down, this lady wouldn't stop bothering him. Gushing about how she saw him on TV, how he won nationals and how big of a fan she is. He understands that he has fans, but this is too much.

"You don't understand. I'm like your biggest fan!" He smiles, trying to find an opening to leave, but she wouldn't stop talking. "Thanks, um, can I get my drink now?" She pouts and brings her hand up, placing it on his bicep. "How about coming back to my place? My shift ends in 10 minutes~"

"My love, who's this?" You saw Bokuto from the other side of the bar and took pity on him. Of course, you knew him, your brother gushes about him every time he turns on the TV. Bokuto looks over at you, quickly understanding the situation and smiled. "Just some bartender." You smile at the girl, "two shots of tequila, please." The girl glares but gets to work.

"Thank you! I didn't know what to do." Bokuto rubs the back of his neck, smiling at you. You nod, accepting his thank you. Bokuto grabs the shots and leads over to his table, getting ready to be teased by his friends.

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once-upon-a-thigh · 2 years

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The Truth

Summary: Wanda’s jealousy leads to disastrous circumstances. PERFECT LITTLE SECRET PART 2. 18+

Pairings: Fem!Reader X Milf! Wanda Maximoff, Yelena Belova X Kate Bishop X Fem!Reader (platonic), Fem! Reader X Carol Danvers (brief)

Class: Series; angst, smut

Warnings: First time writing in second person so I’m sorry for that, large age gap (18/37), mommy kink, possessiveness, strap on sex (r receiving), semi-public sex, exhibitionism, degradation, swearing, arguing.

Words: 4k

Life was easier now that your best friends knew of your secret relationship with your 37-year-old neighbour. The days were going by smoother almost now that there was less to hide. As well as, honestly, it was a relief to you that someone knew. By this point you were so incredibly infatuated with the woman it was nice to be able to express the happiness she brought out of you.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone Lena. She just makes me feel so good, and I’m not just talking sexually, Wanda makes me feel more like me than I’ve ever felt before,” you gushed, eyes drooped to the table and unable to make eye contact with the blonde.

She pulled a disgusted face. “That’s the corniest shit I’ve ever heard,” she joked, at least you hope she’s joking.

“She sounds amazing Y/n, I just wish you told us earlier,” Kate, your other friend dropped in to the conversation from the chair opposite you.

“I know,” you whined, “but I had no choice, the least amount of people that know, the better. I can’t imagine what my parents would think if they found out.” You shuddered at the thought.

“Maybe they’ll be fine with it!” The sprightly brunette chimed.

“Don’t be an idiot Kate, what would your mother do if you were in the same situation?” Yelena rebutted.

“Probably throw me down the stairs-“ The three of you jumped when Kate’s sentence was interrupted by the slam of a book on the table.

“How many times am I going to have to tell you three to be quiet?” The librarian hissed, leering over you.

“Maybe just one more time?” Yelena chortled, however her laugh cut suddenly when she met the woman’s pierced eyes.

“Get out,” she hissed, causing the three of you to stand and pack your things hastily and rush out of the library, bumping shoulders along the way.

After giggling over the fact that none of you got any of your work done whilst you were there, you said goodbye before attempting to rush off towards the waiting car outside the gate. However, you were stopped when the pair tightened their grip on your linked arms.

“Any chance your lady friend could give us a lift to your street? We’ll walk from there.” The Russian batted her eyelashes.

“I don’t know guys, we can’t bring too much attention to ourselves…”

“We’ll be careful! Pleeeeeease!” Kate shook your arm, giving you her best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll ask.” You gave in, shaking yourself out of their hold and jogging to the car.

Opening the passenger door, you couldn’t help the grin that instantly arose when you leaned down to see the woman.

“Hey sweet girl.” Her raspy use of the pet name sent shivers down your spine, reminding you of the many times she had used the term of endearment when praising you for the way you moved back your hips to me the rapid thrusts of hers.

“Hiii…” You giggled girlishly, instantly turned shy under her intense stare. “So my friends are wondering if you could drop them off on our street.” You scratched the back of your neck nervously, worried she wouldn’t be fond of the idea.

“Yelena and Kate?” She wondered, biting her lip in thought when you nodded to confirm. “Okay, but they’ve got to keep it down when they get out of the car. We don’t need any nosy neighbours getting in our business.”

“Okay! Thank you.” You clapped your hands happily, and Wanda practically melted at the sight of you being so excited over something so simple. She would do anything for you if it meant she could make you that happy.

You leaned down to lay a kiss on her warm cheek before jogging back to your friends who were playfully trying to tackle each other in the car park.

“Okay dorks, she said you can come but you have to be quiet when we get in the neighbourhood.”

Saluting you, Kate joined your side as you began to make your way back to the car. Yelena however, was stuck glaring at a short-haired blonde waving excitedly in your direction.

“Y/n! Wait up!” Turning towards the call, you noticed Carol Danvers, captain of the softball team and your chemistry partner, making her way towards you.

“God, not this mopho.” Yelena rolled her eyes.

“Quit it, she’s nice,” you reprimanded.

“She’s a stupid jock.” You shushed her reply just as Carol, who obviously heard the comment, stopped in front of you with a glare in the Russian’s direction. Her glare dropped instantly when she looked at you however, instead being replaced with a shy smile.

“Hey captain,” you cheeked, watching as red arose to her cheeks in embarrassment, you’re guessing.

“Hi Y/n, I was wondering if you’re still alright with me coming over today so we can work on the project?” She questioned, reminding you of the chemistry project Miss Harkness had set.

“Oh crap yeah, I totally forgot about that. Sorry.” You both laughed nervously. “But yeah, I’m fine with that.”

“Okay cool, do you just wanna…” she gestured back at her truck, hinting that she would drive you both back to your house to begin the project.

“Oh, actually my, uh, neighbour is driving back my friends and I today. But I’ll text you my address and I’ll meet you there in like an hour?” You almost slipped, having to restrain yourself from referring to Wanda as your girlfriend like you had been around Yelena and Kate for the last week since they found out about your relationship.

“Oh sure!” She nodded sheepishly, clumsily taking a couple steps back towards her truck. “So I’ll see you in an hour?”

“She did just say that blondie,” Yelena drawled.

“But Lena, you’re blonde..” Kate whispered.

Shushing them with your index finger in the air, you nodded kindly at Carol, waving her off with your other hand.

Shouting one last goodbye, you finally approached the car with your friends in tow.

Wanda stayed broodingly quiet when you gave her a peck on the cheek. “Sorry for the wait baby.”

She tapped the wheel with one finger, watching in the rear view mirror as your friends settled themselves in the back of the car.

“Thank you for the ride Miss Maximoff!” Kate politely voiced.

“Mmhm.” She hummed mindlessly, still staring into the rear view mirror.

“Wanda?” You verbalised, looking at her expectantly as she still hadn’t started the car.

“Who was that?” She questioned, still not breaking her gaze from the mirror as she began to drive off. She watched the blonde in the varsity jacket grin as she kept glancing at the car you had disappeared into.

“Who? Carol?” Your eyebrows bunched, completely confused at the woman’s interest in the jock.

“Don’t you mean Captain?” Kate joked, leaning her head in between the front seats and making kissy faces in your direction.

You pushed her back with a hand to her face, shaking your head. “It embarrasses her, it’s funny.” You shrugged.

“No, it turns her on.” Yelena let out a loud laugh.

“What?” Wanda barked. You took hold of the ‘Oh Jesus handle’ as she unintentionally sped up down the street.

“W-what? No-“ You blush, attempting to redeem yourself from the flirting you had inadvertently been taking part in.

“Face it Y/n, the idiot has been trying to get in your pants ever since you grew an ass.” The blonde grinned, leaning back in her seat and watching on as Wanda’s grip on the wheel turned whiter by the second.

You sputtered trying to come up with a reply, before settling with a grumbling “shut up.”

The rest of the drive home was silent other than the quiet music flowing through the radio. As soon as Wanda settled the car into her driveway, the duo in the back seats were clambering out, muttering their goodbyes. As soon as they left, Wanda grabbed hold of your neck and pulled you against her. Teeth clashed as she moved her lips against yours hastily, forcing every bit of resentment she held for the blonde she never met into the kiss.

Taking hold of the hair at the back of your head, she pulled you back so you were staring up at her uncomfortably. You didn’t mind though, as you were too busy imagining all the punishments she would possibly induce if it wasn’t for her boys being home from school.

“Don’t forget who you belong to,” she hissed, cupping your chin and squeezing your cheeks.

“Open your mouth,” she ordered firmly as you resisted her efforts. Giving in to her demand, your mouth dropped open. She smirked deviantly before spitting directly on your tongue. She tapped your chin until you closed your mouth, smearing the spit that missed across your lips with her ring-clad thumb. “Swallow.”

You did so instantly, making her laugh devilishly. “That’s my good girl. You would never want anyone other than your mommy to take care of you, would you?”

Her grip loosened enough for you shake your head dumbly.

“Words,” she spat.

“No mommy,” you muttered.

“Good girl. I want you to come over tomorrow whilst the boys are with their father.” She brushed her thumb over your blushed cheek softly. It was a command, but that didn’t irk you.

“Okay,” you smiled excitedly, “is 2pm okay?”

“Perfect.” She kissed you softly, with a gentleness that was completely opposite to the possessiveness she has previously displayed.

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After taking a chilling shower to cool yourself down following your lover’s teasing, you hastily ran around your room picking up clothing and clearing space on your desk ready for your guest. Hearing the ring of the doorbell, you surveyed your room carefully to ensure there was nothing embarrassing around before making your way to the front door.

“Carol, hey!” You greeted, moving aside so the softball player could step inside. You led the nervous blonde to your room, thoroughly warning her of the mess before she could step inside. Your pestering over the mess was enough to distract you from the attentive gaping from the woman across the road.

Soon the two of you were sat on your bed cross-legged facing each other, open books between you and nothing written down.

“I really think using marbles in class is a bad idea, what if we drop them all?” You laugh, imagining your grumpy teacher finally slipping in those heels.

“But think about how much better it’ll be to display the types of bonding compared to a PowerPoint, which you know everyone is going to do,” she tilted her head at you, leaning forward and smiling teasingly.

“I guess you’re right,” you huff. Despite the boring context, you found yourself enjoying Carol’s company. You were happy to expand your friendship group beyond dumb and dumber. Carol is outgoing, kind, funny, leaning in startlingly close to your face, wait what?

Chapped lips meet yours gently, unmoving. Carol was cautious with the kiss, pulling back when she didn’t feel you melt in to it like she hoped you would.

“S-sorry,” she stuttered, seemingly shocked by her own actions. “I just- I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. I really like you Y/n.”

You couldn’t help but flush at the revelation.

“Oh, Carol. I’m sorry but I’m actually seeing someone,” you frowned apologetically.

“Oh. Who? If you don’t mind me asking?” Carol felt a surge of jealousy, clenching her fists in an attempt to keep control of her emotions. You were Y/n, and so she remained as polite as possible whilst avoiding eye contact.

You bit your lip, wondering if you should tell the truth or not. You decided against it, not wanting to risk your relationship. “You don’t know her, she doesn’t go to our school.”

She laughed, getting up from the bed and shaking out her tense muscles. “Well maybe I’ll see her at varsity then if we’re playing against her school. Maybe then I can fight for your hand.” She winked teasingly, though you sensed a little truth in her words.

The atmosphere was quite awkward after that interaction, and so you gave her her section of the work and promised to buy the marbles for your presentation.

After she had left with an awkward one-armed hug to say goodbye, you couldn’t help the guilt that began to reside. You hadn’t kissed Carol back, and you know you don’t have feelings for her. But you didn’t push her away. You narrowed it down to the shock and confusion that led to you being so slow to react, but you still felt telling Wanda about what happened was the right thing to do.

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It was time to go see Wanda, and it was an understatement to say you were nervous. Usually you would be ecstatic to go see your lover, but an angry Wanda was not usually something to look forward to, and a part of you couldn’t help the terrifying thoughts of her leaving you.

“Hello? Wanda?” You called out after helping yourself into the house.

“Up here babygirl!” You heard her raspy voice ring from up the stairs. She sounded like she was in a good mood, you couldn’t decide if that was a good or bad thing.

Making your way up the stairs towards the master bedroom, you gave yourself a mental pep talk to prepare yourself for her wrath. With one last deep breathe, you pushed open the bedroom door to see the beauty rifling through her closet.

Closing the doors, she made her way towards you and reached for your hips, tugging your body against hers instantly.

“I was just sorting through the closet to make room for some of your stuff for when you stay over more during the summer,” she grinned. The boys were going to a summer camp for the summer holidays, and so you planned a number of sleepovers. Her brunette hair tickled your cheeks as she leaned down to capture your lips in her own, however despite her cuteness you couldn’t help but let the feeling of guilt grow. Turning your head at the last second, her puckered lips pressed against your cheek chastely.

Pulling back, eyebrows furrowed, her concerned gaze shot at your heart.

“What’s wrong detka?” Her lips pout.

Pulling away from her, you took a seat on the edge of the bed. Reading the serious atmosphere, Wanda took a seat next to you.

“Okay so,” you paused. “Carol came over last night to walk on a chemistry project with me, because we’re partners.”

Wanda’s jaw clenched and her fists turned white. Though she nodded, as if she already knew.

Despite her obvious detest of the blonde, you carried on. “And, I don’t know what happened but apparently the girls were right about that crush she may or may not have on me…”

“What happened?” Her voice gritted through her teeth. The woman was ready to get in her car and find the dumb jock herself.

“She kissed me.”

Wanda stood up, hands gripping her hair as she seethed.

“It meant nothing, I didn’t even kiss back!” You retaliated, shaking your leg nervously.

You were expecting yelling and swearing. However, Wanda’s rigid back relaxed as she let out a long sigh. The strong hands entwined with her hair moved down her face until they dropped to her sides. Turning around after a minute, she dropped to her knees and braced her hands on your legs.

“Shh, relax baby. I’m not mad at you.” She brushed her thumb against one of your cheeks, calming your worried panting.

“You’re not?” Your eyes turned watery in relief.

“No, it’s not your fault you’re so damn enticing. And I know you would never disrespect mommy like that, would you?” Her resting hands began to grip your thighs.

“No mommy, never.” You shook your head desperately, eager to please.

“That’s my good girl.” A smile rose on your face at the praise. Who knew you would be let off this easily?

“But..” Oh. “I think you still need to be reminded of who you belong to.”

A gasp escaped you when she took hold of your sides and pulled you up from the bed. Fast as lightning she had your clothes off of you and was pressing your chest against the cold window, causing your nipples to perk up painfully. You stayed in that position like a good girl as she moved around behind you, following her rules. However, as you looked at your parents car parked at the quiet house across the street, you grew nervous.

“Wa- mommy, what if someone sees?” You caught yourself before making the mistake of using her name, one that would surely result in a punishment.

She leans over you, you gasp when you feel her naked chest pressed against your back and something solid prodding between your legs.

She chuckles. “What? Are you worried about everyone seeing what a whore you are for your mommy?”

You merely whimper in response, mind turning dumb as you lean your hips back to gain some friction against her strap.

“Look at you, falling apart for my cock.” Wanda took hold of your hair, arching your head back so she can whisper seductively in your ear.

At this moment, you no longer cared about who could possibly walk past and see you. All you wanted was Wanda. “Please.”

She moved a hand down to grip her strap, running the head through your already soaked folds. “Did you beg like this for that bitch you saw yesterday too, slut?” She thrusted against you slightly, causing the head to prod at your hole.

“N-no mommy! I promise!” Your eyes filled with tears as you felt your hole gradually be filled by the thick shaft.

“You’re mine,” she grunted as she filled you with a quick buck of her hips. You screamed at the intrusion, but her pace did not falter. She thrusted assertively, ploughing into you with intent on driving the idea of her ownership into you.

“Fuck!” She grunted, laying a hard slap on your ass as she continued to drive her hips against you. “You like this slut?” She panted from behind you.

“Yes mommy,” you squealed when she pulled out of you and flipped you around, grabbing under your thighs and pulling you up onto her muscular waist. The faux cock pushed into you again. She bucked short and fast thrusts into you, the sound of skin slapping filled the room alongside your loud moans.

One hand cupped your ass whilst the other reached up to grip your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. “Look at me,” she demanded.

Your glazed eyes met her fiery ones, your mouth dropped open whilst she bit her bottom lip to keep her grunts in.

The coil in your stomach began to unravel as her thrusting did not relent. Her hips began to stutter as you came, your walls sucking the cock inside you further. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You whimpered.

Wanda moaned as she too began to reach her peak. Pressing herself against you, she dropped her head on your shoulder as she ground against you, driving you further into the window. Glancing up from your glistening skin as she came, she made eye contact with the same blonde she had seen earlier standing on your porch. The older woman grinned as the blonde dropped the flowers she was holding onto the ground, walking away in a strop. Her thrusts slowed as she laid a delicate kiss on your shoulder before pulling out the piece and lowering your shaky legs to the ground.

Your knees immediately buckled, but her strong arms supported you. Carrying you over to the bed, she lowered you gently with a forgiving kiss on your forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered.

—— the next day ——

You were sat at home on a Sunday night, watching tv alone and missing your lover. Wanda’s kids had just got back that evening, and so you couldn’t stay over without raising suspicion. Plus, your parents would never let you sleep over at “Yelena’s” on a school night.

“Y/n, your mother and I are going to visit a friend that has been having some problems, we probably won’t be back until you’re asleep.” Your dad rounded the sofa to speak to you, shrugging on his jacket.

“Oh, okay.” You feigned a frown, instead excited to use the excuse to see Wanda. It’s not often she gets to visit your room.

“Bye sweetheart,” your mother waved as she left the house. For some reason, you felt her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. The thought was pushed to the back of your mind however when your head flooded with images of Wanda sinfully lying in your bed.

Watching your dad’s car leave the drive, you were quick to shoot Wanda a text.

Parents have gone out for a few hours, are the boys asleep? - Y/n

I’ll be right over. - Wanda

She didn’t take much convincing of course. Before you knew it, the woman was pushing you down onto the family couch, suffocating you with her lustful kisses. Soft moans left the both of you as your hands travelled along the curves of the other. You had only touched her yesterday, and yet you just couldn’t get enough.

Your hands were just slipping under the hem of her shirt when you were forced to break away at the sound of the front door slamming against the wall.

“Mum, Dad,” your eyes widened as your parents walked into the room, disappointment clear on their face.

Wanda jumped up from the couch, straightening out her clothes as she cleared her throat. “Darren, Mindy, it’s not-“

“Shut it cougar!” Your mother interrupted.

“Oh god,” you whined embarrassed, dropping your head into your hands.

“Y/n, how could you let yourself be manipulated by this woman? What you have been doing is completely unacceptable,” she continued.

“We haven’t been doing anything!” You wailed, tears beginning to drop over your flushed cheeks.

“Oh please, don’t lie to us. Your friend told us about what she saw.” Your father pointed at you, his finger shaking in fury as his face scrunched up in disgust towards the end of his claim.

The comment confused you, there was no way Yelena or Kate would say anything about your relationship with your neighbour.

“Friend?” Before either of your parents could settle your curiosity, the blonde jock who had recently kissed you walked into the house nervously.

“Carol? What?” You looked at her disturbed, how did she know?

“I’m sorry Y/n,” she wrung her fingers together nervously. “But I had to show you that what this woman is doing to you is wrong,” she gestured towards the woman, who was growing angrier by the minute.

“You little-“ Before Wanda could continue with her insult, you turned to her, tears further clouding your vision as you began to realise just what had happened.

“She saw us?” You questioned, confirming your parents suspicions. “You let her see us? How could you do that.” How could she put your relationship in jeopardy like that?

She turned her full attention to you, attempting to step in your direction but was faltered when your father drew closer to her. “Baby, I’m sorry I just needed her to see that you are mine-“

Your mother scoffed, “don’t you dare call her that. You’re disgusting, she is a child!”

“Mum! I’m not a child, I’m 18,” you declared firmly, crossing your arms.

“You’re not even finished with school yet Y/n, this woman is sick, and is using you for her disgusting sexual gratification.”

“It’s not like that,” Wanda butted in, ignoring the menacing look your father is yet to drop. “I love her.”

Your heart soared, but you couldn’t enjoy the moment with your parents staring you down.

“I want you to leave my house, and never return,” your father blocked her view of you as he took another threatening step towards her. “If I ever see you around my daughter again, I will be telling everyone in town about what you have done. You will be a disgrace, your sons will never look at you the same again.”

You could see Wanda’s attempt at bravery falter, you immediately began to sob. This great love was over. Taking a step back, she walked out of the house quietly, with one last longing look in your direction, beautiful green eyes filled with tears.

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Sorry it took so long! I haven’t had a moment to myself. Hope you enjoyed.

Love, Meg xx

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skitzo-kero · 2 years

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🖊🖊🖊🖊 (you don't actually have to do this many i just love your ocs v much)

<333 and I love you, but fuck you I take these four pens and give equal amount of ocs <3 Gonna put them under the cut <3

Okay!! since it is so many, I will be nice to myself and do ones I don't have as much to gush about over due to development:

Cota: Little Mushroom OC and God-killer Rabbit: Oc based on Forest gameplay, serial killer cannibal Evander: My Oc Quinten's work partner and fellow attorney Primal: A new Anthro OC I've been thinking about based on a Utahraptor mixed with draconic DNA Cota Warnings: None, sweet baby mushy Rabbit Warnings: Cannibalism, murder Evander Warnings: None, its a prick, but its chill for the most part Primal Warnings: Human experimentation, child solider mindset, forced murder

Cota!! My baby Cota!!! I need to really dive back into Mushroom Mythos, I still have one more lineage to design and all of the guardians and other creatures in the world. An important note, all residence of this world use non-binary or neopronouns. He/she pronouns are rarely used, but more gendered titles (such as Mother or Father) are still used in talking about certain figures (i.e. the main deity, Mother Mycelline)

So Mushroom Mythos is basically a world inhabited by sentient mushroom people whose deities actively roam the world and can be interacted with.

Cota is the protagonist of this story, an Anae who wandered away from their city as they followed a voice. They found a small crack in a wall, they barely fit through and that's where they met Mother Mycelline.

I'm not sure if this is gonna be its own story about Cota or I might turn it into a campaign! Or both!! But Cota's mission is to kill all of Mycelline's children (the four other deities of the world) and then kill Mycelline. Regardless of if this is a campaign or not, Cota will obtain allies and the group will gain power over time and ascend to be the new deities of the world.

Rabbit!! My unhinged wild child. I put Rabbit (obviously not the real name) as a more feminine figure, but not sure of the gender or pronouns.

Long story short, Rabbit's plane home crashed on an island and nearly everyone in the plane crashed save them and a few others. Over time things were going well. The small group had a base put together that had plenty of animals around to keep them fed or as pets. Rabbit even had a habit of keeping many rabbits on their personal property.

Time went on and Rabbit got curious as it became clear the inhabitants of the island were cannibals. So they tried eating some people and whatever is causing the horrible mutated creatures of the place kinda got to them.

They started using a lot of human remains in their decor to start, but then built a basement to keep their secret pantry of human meats, a chair to the side to watch whatever captive they had at the time.

Despite this, Rabbit still cares deeply about their other companions and wouldn't dare hurt them. Actually, they're quite protective of them and would sacrifice themselves in order to keep them safe.

Evander!! Little Bitch Baby!! Okay I know I've talked to you about it before but still!! I've decided that Evander uses It/Its pronouns!! Its an ambiguous figure who presents itself with a saber skull for a head, a floating crown, and very non-human traits (tail, clawed paw feet).

In this world, the existence of all Alternate Universes are very well known. In fact the world's council (the Eye) decide on which universes are "valid", so Quinten and Evander are "Defense Reformers". They go into these alternate universes, changing their forms to match, and do studies to see how the au works vs the core inspiration. Working hard to ensure that every universe has a chance to survive and sustain itself so it won't have to be destroyed.

I need to redesign Evander, I want them to be bulkier to contrast more with Quinten's smaller size.

Evander seems much more emotional and engaged, but it honestly can't feel much of anything. This is due to its upbringing, the cracked gem on their crown reflecting this about itself.

Its also from the upperclass of this world, which does encourage emotional detachment unfortunately. So Evander often misses social cues and comes off as a prick.

Primal! Okay ngl, this oc was made with the intention of MHA usage. I love that anime l i s t e n.

Primal (pro-name) is a commission experiment. Taking DNA from other heroes and splicing them together to create a dedicated solider.

In their normal form, Primal has the large clawed and bird like feet of a Utahraptor, the long muscular tail, feathers in their hair and on their elbows, the sharp teeth, and clawed hands. Oh and a pair or large red wings (only good for gliding in this form or a good jump).

They can transform, it's their primary ability. This form has the basic structure of a Utahraptor, but the arms have melded with the wings giving the raptor a more wyvern like appearance, complete with projectile quills on the tail.

They were trained since childhood on how to follow commission orders, even to kill on command. This makes a transition into society very difficult, as they have a harder time holding back. Which is why I'm thinking of putting them into UA during the main series so that they have some good role models and people who would take the time to sit with them and talk out why their behavior is a problem.

#skitz talks #my beloved multi #oc ask game #cota mycota #mushroom oc #cannibalism #murder cw #human experimentation #child solider #forced murder

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clouds-rambles · 1 year

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Cloud dearest,

Around about a year ago, I came to you and gushed about my crush. I then said he was dating someone and kind of disappeared.

Well let me give you a little update.

It turns out, my guy and his boyfriend broke up sometime around April/May-ish because they realised they really weren't more than just friends.

We vibed. We vibed for the rest of that school year, with him sitting with me, talking, sending eachother all sorts of tiktoks and getting into heated philosophical debates about this and that.

Summer. We talked all through that. He sent me a tiktok involving chess one time and I told him I actually didn't know how to play chess. He was shocked because "I seem like someone who would be great at chess". I was feeling bold so I said he should teach me, and he took it seriously! We met up in a coffee shop, he bought a chessboard, and he thought me how to chess, in a way that my late grandad would be proud of (he also tried to teach me and I simply could not remember each piece, and then he died so I never got the chance to try to learn again). We've played chess many times since and I've even won a few matches!

After summer, school started again. He stole my phone many times, took bunches of the goofiest selfies on it. We started talking more, about just this and that, just random things. He started asking me more about myself and my personal preferences. We started going out to play chess, just because, more. And somehow the flirting got so intense (?), I guess, because the whole philosophy class started asking if we were dating, or if we were friends with benefits, because "there is absolutely no way you two are just friends!"

December rolled around. Now, let me tell you, both him and I are Christmas fanatics. He asked me out to town because he wanted to pick out outfits for eachother, because that's apparently something we just do nowadays. Unfortunately, the weekend coincided with plans I had with my family - we were dressing up the tree - so I just invited him over to that. He attended, met my family, loved them, they loved him, it was a very nice little Christmas moment.

He had invited me to the German Christmas market before I got him to dress my Christmas tree with my family. We linked arms, "to not get lost", then started holding hands. "Because I like you," he said to me at that. I asked in what way, and he said I'll find out later. I told him I like him too, and when he asked in what way, I said I think he already knows.

I went to his house, met his family, and watched The Polar Express with them. We chilled, cuddled in eachothers arms in his room. I pet all of his cats and his dog, they all loved me! Let me tell you, we basically were dating then. He said I looked uncomfortable, ducking my head in his attic bedroom, so he invited me to the bed and I lay between his legs, staring at the ceiling for two hours before we headed downstairs to watch the film. His family are very nice, by the way, and I think they like me.

He kept being like "wish I was cuddling someone right now" and so I spontaneously asked him to come over for new years eve, because the plan was that I was supposed to stay alone with the dog (because she's terrified of fireworks) while the rest of my family went out to a party. He agreed! And we were going to cuddle and watch movies and then celebrate midnight and it was going to be nice.

Unfortunately, I got ill at Christmas and then infected my mom and so they all stayed home and didn't go to the party. I told him this and he still decided to come (because my family are nice apparently)! So he came over! And we cuddled in my room! And he somewhat kissed my neck (bestie let me tell you, embarrassingly, neither of us have had our first kisses yet and neither of us know what we are doing or how to kiss because there is a very complex theory to all of this and is just really goddamn hard!) and it was all nice and great until my mom decided to fry fish. The smell of fried fish made him feel really sick. And so he went to my toilet and threw up and spent a good while in there and I was concerned and my mom was really sorry and felt bad but my crush felt really bad too because he 'ruined' the night which I really don't think is true. Anyway. I ended up giving him his phone so he could call someone to pick him up and take him home. I sat on the bathroom floor, he was sitting on my toilet. He was really embarrassed and upset but ended up laughing anyway because "it's always the things you really want to go right that end up going wrong!" He wanted to officially ask me out and kiss me at midnight. He was sick, and he believed it was so unromantic and gross, but he was dead set on asking me today so "if everything went to plan, would you-" "YES!"

So, today, on new year's eve, on the bathroom floor, I got asked to be my two year crush's girlfriend officially! And holy shit does it feel good! We didn't kiss because he threw up and that's just gross. But I did spend half an hour comforting him and telling him he didn't ruin anything and that it's not his fault. I love him. I love him holy shit I love him so much! He went home at 9, didn't last till midnight, didn't carry out his midnight plans. But we are dating! Officially!!!

Apologies, I got progressively drunk while writing this because ✨champagne✨ because ✨happy new year✨!

My boyfriend (I can officially say that and it feels absolutely great!!!) has left before 12 so now it's just me and my parents drinking two bottles of champagne and I am absolutely drunk off my ass. Anyway I am very very very happy! Holy shit. Two years. Two years of pinning, mutual pinning from a certain point, and finally here we are, after the single funniest (most embarrassing for him) asking out story ever, we are dating!

Cloud I am so happy! Cloud I am turning into my friend who got drunk and started talking exclusively about their girlfriend. Cloudddddd!! I have a boyfriend! I have a BEEEEE EFFFFF! (I will absolutely call him my BEEF at some point because I saw a meme one time and it's all I think about). I have a boyfrienddddd. My crush. My crush actually liked me back and now we're dating and that is absolutely insane and I am very happy!!!!!!!!!!!

Love, joy and understanding,

Me, drunk off my ass on champagne and love <33333

nonny i think this is the single most wholesome way for your crush to end up, i’m so happy for you <333

happy new year to you and your new boyfriend :)

#SCREAMING THIS IS ADORABLE #[☁️]asks

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Mason: [Comes backstage after one of their shows] Kara! [Runs up to her and hugs her, kissing her face all over as he’s buzzed] Fuck. You guys were so fucking good. [Squishes her cheeks] Real fucking rockstars. [Lets her go] Hey, Hazel..

Hazel: [Waves goodbye to the crowd, having finished a great show before heading backstage with her sister] God, that felt good. [Holds Kara’s hand before she suddenly lets go as someone calls out to her. She raises a brow as she sees him, not recognizing him at first] Hey, easy there. [Takes a protective stance as she hollows her cheeks, annoyed that he’s all over her sister] Hey.. Matt. [Speaks as she steps next to Hazel, who then nudges her side as she gives the wrong name. She eyes him from head to toe, knowing that he reconnected with her sister just recently] Did you just get here? [Asks casually as she doesn’t think he watched the entire thing, ignoring the face Kara makes]

Mason: [Smiles as she’s so cold to him, finding it sexy] No, I got here at like 8. [Shrugs] I love you guys but I have to say it.. the Brummies fucking suck. [Pretends to gag] He’s such a misogynistic asshole.. I can’t believe you guys are friends with them. [Wrinkles his nose as he also hated their music] It’s nothing like your guys’ music. [Huffs] Anyway, nice of you to give them a chance.. [Rolls his eyes as he doesn’t think they deserved to share a stage with them] Tired, Kare? [Pets her head]

Kara: [Sighs heavily as she can sense that Hazel doesn’t like him] Did you? See, Haze? He was here on the dot. You can be nice to him now. [Teases her sister]

Hazel: [Rolls her eyes as Kara acts playful, softening up just slightly] Thanks for coming. There, I’m being nice. [Purses her lips before hearing his words. She’s almost taken aback by it as she would’ve expected him to like the first set more] He /is/ a fucking asshole but our manager set it up because we have similar “vibes”. [Warms up to him a bit as she’s been complaining about the frontman for days. Running her fingers through her hair she grabs a towel to wipe her neck and chest before hollowing her cheeks as he flirts with her sister] She’s very tired. You must be, too. [Tilts her head as she looks up at him, back to her cold demeanor as Kara says they can hang out]

Mason: [Eyes Kara as she defends him, feeling at ease as they really have become such good friends. He nods as Hazel explains] Ah.. makes sense. [Purses his lips as he finds her so attractive, actually wanting to lick her sweat] You guys were really amazing.. [Can’t stop gushing as she was so charismatic] Actually I’m really pumped.. your fans are so fun. [Knows she’s trying to get rid of him but it only makes him want to pursue her more] Hazel.. you blew me away.. I loved when you did the tambourine. [Laughs as he even blushes] And YOu! [Turns to Kara] I think my nipples got hard when you did the “promises” note. You know the one. [Laughs as he praises them] Hey since you guys are back home we can always hang later.. I don’t want to be annoying.

Kara: [Smiles brightly as he doesn’t take the hint and talks more about the show they put on] They were something else tonight! We don’t usually do encores but they were special. [Coos as she notices Hazel smiling about it even when she’s pretending not to listen]

Hazel: [Catches him looking at her as she wipes her flesh, thinking nothing of it as she’s heard too many rumors of him to take it seriously] Hm? [Raises a brow as he draws her attention back to him. Hearing his compliment, she tries not to laugh as he actually seems sincere] The tambourine turned you into a fan, huh? [Notices the blush on his cheeks and her body immediately reacts in a way that makes her feel hot. She bites her lip as she tells herself that she’s just overheated. As he continues, she shares a widened look with Kara before laughing along with her] That gets everyone’s nipples hard. [Nudges her sister playfully]

Kara: [Throws her head back and laughs as he seems to really enjoy their music. She giggles as he mentions her sister] I hated that thing but she makes it work! [Grins before her looking shocked as he calls her out next] Oh god! Mason! [Shakes her head as he amuses her, making her wish that Hazel would ease up] I wasn’t really going for that effect but I’ll take it! [Winks] What? No! You’re coming with us. [Grabs his arm before taking Hazel’s on the other side] Right, Haze?

Hazel: [Purses her full lips as she doesn’t fully trust their “friendship”. She hollows her cheeks as Kara sways her] I’ll send you my address. [Lifts her eyes to his as she offers a polite smile]

Mason: I’ve been a fan since I was 14 are you kidding? I just never realized the tambourine could be so sexy. [Eyes her, not shying away as he has told Kara how big of a crush he has on Hazel] Really? [Beams so widely that his eyes crinkle in the corners as they offer him to tag along. He knows Hazel is older than him and hasn’t ever liked him but he can’t help how attracted he is to her] I’ll calm down and not gush so much. [Waves his hand over his face and becomes serious] Where are we headed? I’m down for anything.

Hazel: [Her brow is raised and her eyes meet his as his response heightens the heat that was starting to stir] Is that right? [Stares back up at him before glancing at the shape of his lips] Mm. You must be really buzzed to think my tambourine playing is sexy. [Plays it off as soon as Kara before cuts in excitement once she finally gives in] Good acting skills. [Smile coyly as he calms down and gives off a look that she finds attractive] My place actually.

Kara: Yes! I need to hang out with a new face. [Immediately hears their other bandmates cussing at her as she teases them. She fights back a smile as he openly flirts with her sister] Haze has a nice yard and a huge pool that we like to abuse. [Takes her phone and sends him the address] And her place is in the middle of where we all live so it works for everyone. [Grins] Want to meet us there?

Mason: I think everything you do is.. [Blushes and stops himself as he hears Kara] Oh.. [Sees her address on his phone and he can’t believe Kara would give it to him so easily] Yes, I’d love to.. I don’t have swim trunks with me. But I can stop and get some drinks for us? [Offers, glancing at Hazel as he literally can’t help how drawn he is to her] You’re gonna regret giving me your address.. [Murmurs as he’s on his phone] I have three pizzas and wings on the way already..

Kara: [Hears his words and looks at him in shock before trying to appear unbothered as she isn’t sure if her sister heard him] You could always go commando. I mean, if you’re confident. [Shrugs before smirking at him] Or… you can hang out with Hazel. She never swims with us. [Rolls her eyes before nudging her playfully]

Hazel: Kara, behave. [Shakes her head before telling the rest of the band their plans for the night. She has them invite their plus ones as well] What..? [Raises a brow as she hears him. She places her hand over her chest as she feigns relief] God, you said that in a strangely hot, creepy voice. [Speaks without thinking before feeling his gaze on her as she looks away] Fuck that sounds so good. [Moans lowly before giving a genuine smile for once] We’ll meet you there. [Watches as Kara gives him a quick kiss on the cheek while she remains in place. She simply waves at him, putting her guard up as she knows that he’ll try to hit on her sister more freely] You can let yourself in through the back gate when you get there. [Tells him before they head off to go to her place]

Mason: [Eyes Kara, pouting as he knows he needs to reel it in] Sorry.. [Mouths the word at her] Oh.. [Laughs as he hears her, swallowing as she moans] I uh.. am playing a very sexy murdering stalker right now.. [Shakes his head, definitely noting that she called him hot] I’ll see you there. [Licks his lips as he holds back. He stops by the liquor store and gets random drinks as he’s not sure what Hazel likes and gets Kara’s favorite. He drives to the address, surprised it’s actually her house. They must be finishing up as he lets himself in the back and sets up the drinks before the pizza is delivered. He opens a beer and stares at her pool, the Joe in him itching to go through her things inside]

Hazel: [Talks to Kara on the way back to her place. She asks about their friendship, silently wondering if her sister is developing feelings for him] I’m just saying that you shouldn’t get too comfortable. [Murmurs before they head inside. She freshens up in her room, letting Kara borrow a swimsuit while she changes into shorts and an old cropped shirt] I’ll set up the back. Let the guys in when they get here. [Heads outside and takes in a breath as she sees him, telling herself to be nice] You made it. [Smiles politely before her expression changes as she sees everything laid out] Oh my god. You went all out. [Leans over as she grabs herself a slice] I’ve been craving this. Thank you. [Takes a bite and moans lowly as it hits the spot. Wiping her lips she looks at the table again and sees Kara’s favorite drink] Did you know that this was her favorite? [Asks as she points to the bottle, feeling guarded as she realizes he’s pursuing her sister]

Mason: [Hears them pull up but he doesn’t want to smother them so he waits] I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to hang out with my favorite band. [Shrugs before winking at her] Oh I knew you’d guys be hungry. [Smiles as he nods] Its all I ever see her drink. [Chuckles] What’s your favorite? I didn’t know.. so I got them all.. [Bites his lip as he tries not to devour her with his gaze]

Hazel: [Eyes him as he winks at her, holding back whatever reaction her body is trying to make] Favorite band, huh? Name your favorite song then. [Smiles coyly as she tests him while the guests trickle out to the back with them. She sees Kara turning on the little lights while she plays some music] She’s a sucker for them. [Laughs softly before gazing up at him] You didn’t have to do that. [Runs her fingers through her hair, appreciating his effort] This one. [Points to her favorite drink, opening it up before taking a swig. She keeps her eyes on his, unable to figure out if she can lower her guard or not] So what made you reconnect with Kara? [Tilts her head, studying his features]

Mason: It’s really hard because there are so many. You want me to show you how much of a freak I am? Flattery is my favorite from when we were teenagers. [Laughs as he should be so embarrassed because their target audience was tween girls] From the Ten Years era.. has to be Promises. And from a touch of the beat? I can’t decide. I love personal cathedrals.. but I also love Stomach and don’t need nothing.. [Rambles] I know you wrote them. [Bites his lip as he eyes her] Uh well.. I don’t know. We never really stopped talking. We’re closer now than we’ve ever been. [Swallows] I know I’m being forward but she knows I have a big fat fucking crush on you. [Stares at her] It sounds really juvenile when I say it like that.. but I keep embarrassing myself. [Shakes his head] it’s better if it’s out in the open. I’m not very mysterious. [Moves closer to her] I know you don’t like me much. But I think you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. [Takes a gulp of his beer]

Hazel: [Nods her head as she takes another drink] Yes, show me how much of a freak you are. [Motions with her hand that she wants him to give it to her. Hearing his first answer, her eyes light up in amusement] Flattery? You’re joking. [He manages to get a sincere laugh out of her as she imagines him listening to it. She keeps her head tilted as he lists them off, her brow raising as they’re all her favorites as well] I did. Guess you have good taste. [Immediately realizes that they’re her songs and thinks he’s saying it so she’ll open up to him more] Yeah.. I noticed that. She seems to really enjoy your company. [Purses her lips as she glances at Kara before meeting his eyes, expecting him to tell her that he’s interested in her sister] Wait.. You, what? [Appears stunned as he comes out with an unexpected response. Her lips part as it sinks in, looking at him in disbelief. She stands still as he takes a step forward while she gazes at him intensely. She tries not to melt at his words but the look he’s giving her and the tone he’s using makes a part of her ache] I’m having some trouble connecting the dots.. [Speaks lowly as she hollows her cheeks, feeling cautious] You’re not trying to get with my sister? [Her eyes gazes at his throat as he takes a drink—making her feel that heat again]

Mason: [Bites his lip as he listens to her, bracing himself for a rough rejection] What? No.. she’s like my sister too.. [Rubs the nape of his neck] I’m sorry I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.. I just would have regretted not saying anything. [Swallows as he knows she’s not dating anyone right now because of Kara, but doesn’t want to push it] Ah. I hope Kara comes to save me..

Hazel: No.. don’t be sorry. [Offers a small smile as she’s stunned and even more guarded by what he’s saying] And she knows this? [Raises a brow as she takes it that Kara didn’t want her to know]

Kara: [Notices them from across the pool while she chats with the drummer. She makes herself comfortable, dancing to the music and letting them get to know each other] Huh? [Snaps out of the moment as the drummer says that Hazel is looking at her. She saunters over to them as she smiles brightly] Having fun? [Giggles as she moves to his side] Thanks for getting all of this stuff. Isn’t he sweet, Haze? [Murmurs as she tries to win him some points. She sees how Hazel’s looking at him as she agrees before she says that she’s gonna check on the others] You look flustered. [Looks up at him once Hazel’s out of earshot] You good?

Mason: Yeah, she does. [Nods before visible relief floods him] I think I just blew it. [His shoulders sink] I don’t know why she makes me so nervous. [Rubs his face] I should just move on, right? [Sulks]

Kara: [Pouts as he looks so defeated. She reaches up and pats his cheek] There, there. [Smiles softly] She can be intimidating. [Sips her drink before stealing a slice of pizza] I don’t know.. She’s kind of eye fucking you right now. [Glances at Hazel as she has her eyes set on him] If it helps she always thought you were cute. [Winks just as Hazel lounges on the chaise] God.. I’ve never seen you this way. It makes our PR relationship so sad. [Pretends to sulk]

Mason: [Pouts as he listens to her, laughing a bit as she cheers him up] Huh..? [Looks at Hazel on the chaise and practically salivates] I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. [Shakes his head] I should go, right? Maybe leave her wanting more? [Laughs]

Kara: [Rolls her eyes as she sees how attracted he is to her sister. She grins as he tries to leave] You have it so bad. [Teases] At least say goodbye before you go. [Nudges him her way before handing him her sister’s favorite drink as hers is already finished]

Mason: [Nods as he takes the drink] Okay.. [Walks over to her with a new drink and places it beside her] I uh.. think I might head out. You can uh.. forget about what I said I don’t know why I did that. [Rubs his face] Anyway, goodnight Hazel..

Hazel: [Peeks up at him from her phone as he makes his way back to her] Thanks. [Smiles softly as she sips the drinks. She raises a brow as he seems like he’s itching to go—finding his flustered demeanor attractive] So you don’t have a big fat fucking crush on me? [Asks lowly, the rim of her drink against her bottom lip as she meets his eyes]

Mason: [Whimpers under his breath as she torments him] God.. [Bites his lip] I do.. [Frowns as he feels like he might explode and she’s just teasing him] I’m just.. [places his hand on the back of her chair as he leans down and kisses her suddenly, unable to resist] fuck.. I’m sorry.

Hazel: [Her chest feels heavy as he towers over, starting to see how he might be wrapped around her finger] Just what? [Stares at him through her thick lashes before he steals a kiss from her, one that draws out a moan] Mason.. [Breaks her gaze away from his to look for Kara, not seeing her in sight. Her tongue lightly glides across her lower lip as she can still taste him] Are you really? [Tilts her head to the side as she has a heated look in her eyes. She’s still guarded but her growing attraction is undeniable] One more.. [Looks for Kara and others, seeing that they’re too busy or not in sight before urging him on for another]

Mason: [His heart races as he doesn’t move away from her, breathing her in] Not really.. [Admits as he doesn’t look at anyone but her. He doesn’t hesitate as he leans in and parts her lips with his tongue, cupping her face] Mngh..

Hazel: [Grips his shirt as he closes the distance between them again. She whines as she tastes his tongue, loving how it feels against hers] More. [Demands as she sucks on his lower lip, feeling insatiable as she didn’t expect him to taste this way. Her body starts to feel hot as her thighs close together] We should.. stop.. [Breaks the exchange as she realizes what they’re doing. She gazes at his mouth, licking his lips before pulling back—not knowing what has come over her as he’s younger and is involved with the Hollywood scene]

Mason: [Obliges gleefully as she asks for more] Hmm.. [pouts as she clips their kisses] But now I want you even more…

Hazel: [Has a lustful look in her eyes as she searches

his features, seeing how much he wants her] Mm.. that’s too bad. [Coos lowly, brushing her fingertips over his lips before pulling her hand back as others pass by] At least you have this one memory. [Murmurs as she tells herself that she can’t get involved with him]

Mason: [His brows pull together as he feels confused] Ah.. So this was you.. messing with me? [Smiles but he feels slightly hurt] I uh.. thanks for the memory. [Laughs and shakes his head, getting up and rubbing his face, feeling stupid] Goodnight, Hazel. [Smiles at her, not wanting her to think he’s vindictive]

Hazel: [Purses her lips as she hears him] I didn’t meant it like that.. [Trails off as she can see that she bruised him. She hollows her cheeks and takes in a breath to compose herself] Mason.. [Runs her fingers through her hair as she gets up just as he does, feeling guilty] I wasn’t messing with you. I wanted it. [Admits to him but thinks of her sister and doesn’t know if she has feelings for him and just isn’t saying it] You don’t have to go..

Mason: [Pauses as she says his name] I really should. [Feels stupid for being so forward with her] I uh.. you don’t have to worry about me being weird in the future. I’m so sorry I was so embarrassing tonight. [Laughs] See ya, Hazel. [Waves as he goes to find Kara to say goodbye] Bye Kare bear. [Pets her head] I hate myself. [Tells her] I totally fucked it up. I don’t want to be around her anymore. [Laughs] I’m so fucking embarrassed. [Frowns as he hugs her] See you later, Kare.

Hazel: [Her gaze softens as she feels bad. She doesn’t say anything else as she takes in a breath and lets him leave. She can’t help but feel conflicted]

Kara: [Gets out of the pool as she sees him, her smile turning into a frown once she notices his expression] You’re leaving already? [Blinks] Hey, what happened? [Frowns as she shows concern. [She hugs him back before pouting] Text me, okay? [Watches him leave before looking around for Hazel]

#v: way way back #c: wanting you #type: first meeting #type: tension

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seita · 3 years

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— better than (m.)

pairing : iwaizumi/reader

wordcount : 3.087

genre : fluff, smut, pwp

cw : college!au, athletic trainer!iwaizumi

tags : implied age gap (hes 27 reader is in college- age nkt specified. he's older tho), size kink, dom!iwa, pussy job (a lil bit), multiple orgasms, sensitivity kink (if u squint), squirting, fingering, creampie, aftercare.

note : this was just an excuse to write about how iwaizumi is better than any other boy <3 thank u to @toshisins for beta'ing this for me <3

+ summary : you're so tired of dumb college boys who hump and dump, with no stroke game, and can never even try to get you off. that is, until you meet 27 year old iwaizumi hajime.

When you first met Iwaizumi Hajime at the bar near your college campus, you noticed how good looking he was. Well, that was an understatement - he was tall, fit with tanned skin and a confident aura that made you weak in the knees.

You hadn't actually had the courage to approach him, however. Instead, you let some college boy buy you a cheap drink and take you home for some mediocre sex before kicking you out after not even 15 minutes of his reckless humping.

The second time you met him was at the same place. He was sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey that was almost empty. His back was to you and it gave you a wonderful view of his broad shoulders.

The mediocre lay from the last time you had been there attempted to chat you up again with false confidence, as if he had been the best fuck of your life. Naturally, you weren't having any of his bullshit - he tried to rub your clit like a scratch and sniff, forcing you to pry his hand away from it, there was no chance in hell you were giving him another second of your time. He definitely wasn't the type of guy who took rejection well, if not evident by the way he exploded and went off calling you a wide, colorful variety of names paired with numerous hurtful insults that had tears of humiliation filling your eyes.

“Hey now,” a smooth, deep voice had interrupted his very public spiel, “Don’t punish the girl for your own short comings, if she doesn't wanna fuck you again, don't you think that says more about your abilities as a man?”

The other man sputtered, muttering even more curses before storming out - probably not wanting to tussle with a guy who looked like he benched every second of his day.

There was something about Iwaizumi that just immediately had your heart skipping a beat over him. He was kind, a gentleman, and never seemed desperate or overbearing. He was confident and comfortable with himself and where he was in life.

You quickly learned that Iwaizumi was 27, almost 28 and worked as an athletic trainer so he traveled a lot.

For a while, your relationship seemed one sided with him. You'd text him and he’d reply but he rarely ever actually reached out to you. You tried flirting with him, asking him out for drinks, but it never seemed to pull him in.

It was frustrating. In basically no time at all, you had developed a stupid puppy dog crush on him. You felt like a middle school girl with a crush on a high school senior - like he was never going to give you the time of day. You were simply too young for him.

You eventually stopped trying with him, choosing to delete your message thread with him and continued on with your life.

You went through more college-boy hookups - all of them ending in disaster. Quite frankly, you were fed up with mediocre cock and being treated like shit when they were done with you. It wasn't a nice feeling, being kicked out after they didn't even bother trying to make you cum.

You couldn’t help but wonder what Iwaizumi would be like in bed. He was just so attractive, you knew he had gotten his dick wet more times than he could count. He definitely seemed the type who preferred relationships over hookups.

That's when it occurred to you.

You pulled out your phone and scoured your contacts. It had been a couple weeks since you spoke but you couldn't resist bugging him just one last time. You opened a new message thread with him and quickly typed the question that was now plaguing your mind.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

It was the question that had changed the course of your relationship with him.

When you asked, it was like everything fell into place. Perhaps it finally relayed to him the interest you had. All that really mattered was the fact he suddenly began talking to you, starting conversations and even venturing into phone calls with you.

You lost all interest in those college boys you once hung out with and went home with to get laid. None of them made you feel the way Iwaizumi could with a simple text message. He was everything a girl could ask for and you were shocked he was single.

Which was why you were quick to ask him on a date, not caring if it made you look desperate -- you practically were. You would be damned if he went off the market while you were busy beating around the bush.

Going on a date with Iwaizumi was like a dream. You were so used to dates at sleazy bars for a couple of drinks just so they could hurry up and take you home for a quick fuck.

Iwaizumi took the time to take you on several dates -- dinner, movies, walks around town to obscure shops he thought you might like, before it finally led to the bedroom.

You had never been nervous with sex but with Iwaizumi it was different. The routine was dumb college boys who usually fawned over your tits for a few minutes before their hard ons became the center of their brain function.

You found yourself completely bare on his bed as he stood at the foot, fully clothed. The way his eyes raked across your body like a lion eyeing its next, delicious meal had you curling in on yourself shyly.

His lips quirked up as your arms came across your breasts, shielding them from his predatory gaze, “Oh now, you know better than that, don’t you? What kind of good girl hides herself, hm? Acted so eager for my cock all this time, now you wanna be shy?”

You gasp, cheeks flushing hot as you register his words -- he’d known you wanted him that badly all this time?

He clicks his tongue, “You didn’t think you were subtle did you? Bet you would have done anything to get your paws on my dick when I got off work early the other day, hm? Showed up at your apartment...you were starin’ real hard at me, I’m right aren’t I?”

You think that to that day, lashes fluttering against your cheeks at the memory. He was wearing loose gray sweats and a muscle tank top that showed his biceps flexing with every movement he made. Your eyes had immediately been drawn, however more down to his crotch instead. Where you could clearly see the outline of his cock through the material.

You had stuffed your little fingers in your cunt for hours that night, thinking about how big he looked -- even soft, couldn’t imagine if he was hard.

“Ah, there you go again,” he muses, snapping you out of your haze, “Maybe if you ask real pretty for me, I’ll give you just what you want.”

“Please,” you immediately gasp, “Want you so much Hajime, i-it hurts. Can’t stop thinkin’ about you…”

“It hurts?” he huffs, finally reaching up to pull his shirt off, leaving you to ogle his pecs and defined abs, which flex as he works on removing his jeans, “Needy little cunt hurts ‘cause you don’t have a nice, fat cock stuffing it full? Such a dramatic little baby. I just know your phone is full of some little college boys’ numbers...why don’t you give them a call?”

You shake your head, “Don’t want them! I just know they’re not as good as you, Hajime, please...please make me cum, I'll do anything?”

“Aw, those idiot little boys don’t know how to make a pretty girl like you cum, is that it?” he asks, climbing onto the bed, making the mattress dip beneath you as he slots himself between your thighs.

“No,” you pout, letting him spread your legs, hands under your knees to open you up to his greedy gaze.

“So compliant with me, you just need a real man to get you off, huh?” he smiles when you nod, “Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of you.”

Oh, you knew. Just from the way he moved his hips against yours, parting your folds so the head of his cock glided from your clenching little hole, dragging your slick up to your clit -- you just knew that he knew what he was doing.

As you looked between your legs, you felt yourself gush at the sight. His cock was so big, long and fat, drooling precum over your slick little slit, making a mess. He wrapped his fist around his length, making you whimper as his fingers couldn’t even wrap around the girth of him. He slapped his cock against your cunt, groaning at the strings of your slick that clung to him.

“Such a messy cunt,” he sighs, making sure to spank your clit with the head of his cock, laughing breathlessly when your thighs jumped in response to the sudden stimulation, “So fucking eager for me, aren’t you?”

“Uhuh,” you sigh, arching your hips, “Want you to fuck, please, Hajime, need it so bad.”

Much to your dismay, he shakes his head, “Can’t just put it in, pretty baby,” the pet name makes you whimper, “It’ll hurt too much, want you to feel good, yeah?”

“I can handle it,” you breathlessly reassure, canting his hips upward once more to drag your clit against that ridge on the crown of his cock, “Jus’ put it in…”

He doesn’t respond this time but still makes no move to put his cock inside. You’re distracted, however, by the way he now focuses on playing with your clit. Using his cock, he drags the underside across the hard little bud, slaps it once with the tip and before you know it your body is seizing up and you cum.

You let out a string of curses, falling limp against the bed as he works you through the quick high.

“See, that was so easy,” he chuckles, “Those stupid little boys you’ve been letting screw you have no idea what they’re doing, do they? Little cunts so sensitive, I barely even had to do anything to make you cum.”

You’re still trembling when you come down, licking your lips as you give him a dopey little smile and a nod at his cooing. He can’t resist leaning down, and pressing his lips against yours almost desperately. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him in a deep kiss while his hand finds its way between your legs, two fingers sliding easily into your slick little cunt.

You moan into his mouth, “Hajime ah! ...please, make me cum again.”

“Fuck, you’re so desperate for me,” he hisses through his teeth, “Clenching around my fingers so tight. If I crook my fingers...right here...I bet you’ll just…”

As if on cue, his fingertips hook on your g-spot and you squeal, legs kicking out as you gush around his fingers. He bites his lip and continues to fuck his fingers against that spot, watching your eyes roll back, mouth falling open in a silent cry as you cum for the second time in mere minutes.

“Y-You’re so good, Hajime…” you praise softly, “Fuck, please, give me your cock now!”

He laughs and sits up properly again, pulling his fingers from your cunt. He examines them for a second, slick with your cum and streaks of cream covering the digits before he pops them into his mouth with a moan, savoring the taste of you.

“Alright, baby,” he sighs after pulling out his fingers with a pop!. He grips you beneath the knees again and scoots closer until his tip prods at your entrance. You shudder at the feeling, “Relax for me, pretty girl, let me in…”

Iwaizumi begins pushing in, letting out a soft groan as the head finally buries itself in your cunt. You squeal at the feeling, pulling your knees closer to your chest. The sound of you moaning and whimpering just from his head has him throbbing almost painfully against your tender cunt.

“Almost there…” he huffs, grinning at the sight of your eyes rolling back, “Ah, does that feel good?”

“Yes!” you cry out, “Biggest cock I’ve ever had…’s full…”

“Yeah, baby? It feels so good to finally get your cunt filled with a nice, big cock huh?” he laughs when you nod eagerly, “It’s alright, baby. You won’t have to deal with any mediocre college boys anymore, yeah? This cock’s all yours now…you hear that? All yours.”

Your hand flies down between your legs, finding your clit. He watches with lidded eyes as you circle the little bud and squeal, keeping his hips still to let you cum around his cock nice and hard like you need.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he hums, “Get yourself off, you know what you need...atta girl…”

You sigh happily at his praise, licking your lips and relax against the bed once more. He takes that as his hint that you were ready, pulling his hips back before roughly slamming back inside your sensitive cunt. It knocks the air from your lungs and you cry out, unable to hold back your noises as he fucks you senseless.

He uses his strength to keep you pinned, forcing your knees against your chest, leaving your cunt open and vulnerable to his pistoning cock. Iwaizumi is so big that the stretch burns every time he sinks back into you, the tip touching your cervix with every calculated thrust, making your entire body ache with the deep pain of it.

But it all feels so good, you’d never been fucked like that before. He knew exactly where to aim his cock, keeping his eyes fixed on your face to watch your reactions, gaze flicking down to where his cock stuffs your cunt full to watch you coat him in your cream whenever he grazes that sweet little spot deep inside you -- a spot no other man had ever tried to find before.

“Feel good?” he questions, though he knew the answer even before you cry it out.

“Ah, yes! Yes, yes, yes!” you sob, “I-It feels so good, Hajime! Fuck, you’re so good at fucking me! You make me feel like a virgin all over again!”

He grins, “Yeah, I know I am, baby.”

His cocky, confident response would have been a turn off with any other man, but with him -- it only made you moan. He had every right to be cocky, he knew just how to use his cock and it was exhilarating.

“You gotta cum again for me, pretty,” he pants, “Cum again, one more time, let go.”

Your throat burns from how much you scream for him, the messy noises coming from him fucking your sloppy cunt should be embarrassing -- you’ve never made such a mess before. You’ve never been so wet, creaming and gushing all the way down his balls.

He didn’t seem to mind, instead he seemed to only be turned on by it.

“I want you to squirt, can you do that for me? Make a pretty mess for me.”

You shake your head, “D-Don’t know how...Can’t.”

“Yes you can, baby,” he purrs, “I can make you, you know that I will.”

You didn’t but, you couldn’t help but nod -- immediately believing him and trusting him. He shifts his knees just slightly, changing his center of balance before his palm curls over your pubic bone, thumb effortlessly finding itself pressed against your clit.

The change in angle lets him hit your g-spot even more brutal than before. You’re immediately arching and crying out for him, eyes rolling back into your head as you feel your orgasm slam into you faster than you’d ever experienced.

Instead of slowing you down, he works you through it, keeping the same, animalistic pace and keeps his thumb pressed against your clit, the rough pad of his thumb has you ogling. If anything, the calloused hands of Iwaizumi proves to you how much of a real man he is, those college boys have nothing on him.

“Give it to me, c’mon,” he urges, clenching his teeth together from the effort it takes to keep going to this hard and fast pace.

“H-Haji…” you cut yourself off as you feel yourself get thrown over the edge again. This time, something feels different and you can’t help but sob, “Please! I-I’m gonna-!”

“That’s it, fuck!” he moans, pace stuttering when you squirt -- your cum splashing against his abs as you shudder and squeal, “Good fuckin’ girl, my good girl. Shit, where do you want me to cum?”

“I-Inside! Fuck, please! I need your cum!” you immediately sob, nails biting in his biceps where you reach out to grip him -- trembling and crying from overstimulation as he works towards his own high.

“You sure? Shit,” you nod, breathless pleas falling from your lips as he finally stills, spilling his load deep inside with a long, drawn-out groan.

Everything is still for a moment and then he’s pulling out with a hiss. You whine at the feeling of your cunt gaping, yearning for his cock again, as his cum leaks out.

He hums, “Sorry about that, let me get you cleaned up.”

You sigh, and close your eyes, trying to relax and let your body settle its trembling. He comes back and quietly works on cleaning the mess between your thighs.

“Alright, up you go,” he sighs, taking your arm and helping you to your feet. You whine and wobble for a second, making him laugh, “You good?”

“Y-Yeah…” you stumble a bit and lean against his dresser, looking for your discarded clothes.

He has his back to you as he strips his sheets. Suddenly, you feel shut out -- like you shouldn’t be there anymore.

He brushes past you to his closet, pulling out some fresh sheets. You feel silly, standing there naked while he gets ready for bed. You bend down and grab your panties, clumsily putting them on before moving to pick up your dress, where it’s crumpled on the floor.

“What’re you doing?” he laughs, ��That won’t be comfortable to sleep in.”

“Huh?” you tilt your head to the side and he pauses fluffing his pillows.

“What...you didn’t think I was kicking you out, did you?” he asks and scoffs at the face you make.

“Well I...usually I…” you shift on your feet nervously and he frowns, walking up to you.

He cups your cheeks and makes you look at him, “Jesus, who have you been fucking?” he laughs and gently nudges you towards the bed, “Lay down before you fall over.”

Fighting back a smile, you do as you’re told and sit on the bed, watching as he puts on a fresh pair of sweats, waiting for him to join you. When he does, he immediately pulls you into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Take a nap, and then we’ll take a shower.”

“It’s 11 at night, it wouldn’t be a nap,” you counter with a giggle.

“Well,” he sighs, “Take a shower in the morning then, and then we can go get breakfast, yeah?”

You smile and relax against him, “Sounds good.”

#haikyuu smut #hq smut #iwaizumi smut #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi hajime smut #hajime iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi hajime x reader #hajime iwaizumi x reader #afton.writes

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 2 years

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The short adventures of Bonten's No4 part 4

Bonten x f reader

Warnings- Slight manga spoilers, suggestive content

Summary: Y/N is Bonten's first female member, she's their skilled and deadly No4. But that doesn't mean she wants eight fake fiances!

Chapter 4: Wait, how many fiances do I have!?

It was a difficult job, an assasination of some big shot guy trying to get in Bonten's way. Normally those wouldn't trouble you too much but this guy decided to put up a fight, you killed him in the end but not without tiring yourself out first. All you wanted was to get into your apartment and sleep. But just as you were fumbling with your keys your neighbour decided to skip over to you for a chat.

The second you hear her cheerful voice you let out a small groan. She's the worst neighbour you've ever had, the type of woman who acts nice on the outside but is all claws underneath. She's talking about something but you're not paying attention, you just want her to stop talking.

"Of course I've gone ahead and marked down single for you, it'll be a miracle if you can get a date right?"

Your eyes narrow at that sudden comment as she let's out airy laughter at her own joke. You glance down at the paper she pressed in your hand to discover a wedding invitation? So she's inviting you to her wedding then, no doubt in an attempt to show off to you.

"Actually I'll be bringing my fiance with me!"

The words are out before you can stop them but the shocked look on her face is worth it. She simply nods and heads back to her own apartment so you finally get into yours and to your precious bed.

It's not until the next morning that you realise the mistake you made yesterday.

"Where am I supposed to find a fake fiance on such short notice!?" You yell out as your cat meows back at you.

Wait, cat? Maybe the cute guy from the pet shop would agree to go with you? You quickly shake your head, there's no way you can ask a stranger for a favour like this. Which leaves you with only one choice, ask someone from work. But which one? And what if they say no? That would be too embarrassing. So you do the only logical thing you can think of, type out a message asking for a fake fiance and send it to the group chat. That way one of them will answer and you can just go with them.

The only problem was nobody ever answered.

Instead you turn up to your neighbours wedding alone and embarrassed. Figuring you would tell anybody who asked that your fiance had an emergency work meeting he had to attend. You sat down in the back of the church glaring at the empty seat beside you and wishing for this to be over.

The wedding hadn't started yet and all the guests were quietly chatting to each other. Well aside from the people up front, there seemed to be a group of people around one person, all of which were loudly talking and laughing. You craned your neck to see what was so funny when violet eyes met yours.

Ran grinned and lazily waved at you, beckoning you to sit up front with him. You stared wide eyed in shock for a moment before deciding to join him. It has to be better then sitting alone right?

"Everyone, meet my beautiful fiance." Ran leaned over pressing a kiss to your lips as he loudly proclaimed you as his. Everyone in his group of new friends gushed over you both, complimenting you on what a cute couple you make. You put on a fake smile trying to ignore how close Ran was to you.

Suddenly the music kicked in, signalling the start of the wedding. The ceremony thankfully went by quickly though it was hard to concentrate when Ran insisted on holding your hand the whole way through.

After the ceremony Ran escorted you to the reception hall where he then left to get you both drinks. You sat pondering how you kept getting into these situations when you suddenly felt someone hug you from behind.

"Enough Ran, I get it." You snapped at him.

"Ran? Try again."

You turn around quickly to find Mochi standing behind you. He doesn't even give you a chance to question him before stealing Ran's seat and kissing you on the cheek.

"Can't let my fiance attend a wedding alone right?"

Panicking you nod along, there's too many people around to make a scene right now. And Mochi is preferable over Ran, he's a lot less likely to tease you at least. Maybe if you can get Ran to leave this will all work out? But first you need to find him. Getting up from your seat you tell Mochi to wait here for you as you leave to find Ran.

Unfortunately you don't get far before someone starts shouting out to you.

"Hey babe, I picked up the condoms like you wanted, anything for my pretty fiance!"

Great, now everyone is staring at you. You glare at Rindou as he throws an arm over your shoulder, pulling you in close for a kiss. Being careful to keep you face happy for the other guests you bite his lips as he kisses you. That should show that jerk!

"I didn't realise you like it rough." Rindou whispers to you with a smug look on his face.

Rindou then leads you to the bar where you run into Ran who looks at you both in suprise and something else? You gulp as you find yourself sandwiched in-between both haitani brothers who seem to be having a staring contest. You quickly order yourself a drink, this is going to be a long night.

People were definitely staring now, the haitani brothers were having a competition on who could annoy you the most. They wouldn't stop touching you. From Rindou stroking your hair, to Ran gently cupping your face and not to mention the hands on your thighs. They were definitely trying to out do each other in some way.

You were bright red in the face and ready to give up your nice facade to punch them both when someone suddenly grabs your hand, pulling you up from your seat. And you find yourself staring into the eyes of your saviour.

Koko.

"Would you care to join me for this dance?"

You enthusiastically nod at Koko's question, anything to get away from your previous "fiances".

You let out a surprised gasp as Koko pulls your body against his. Koko just rolls his eyes at you before pointing out it's just how you're supposed to dance. Feeling embarrassed you let him lead you around the dancefloor, happily twirling the night away with Koko.

You're actually surprised at how well he dances, though he's not looking at you. Actually he seems to be looking everywhere but you, you pout slightly not sure as to why this is bothering you so much. Koko finally feels your eyes on his and glances at you, causing his cheeks to heat up as he glances away again. Is he embarrassed? Before you ask the song ends and he leaves with the excuse of getting some air.

What to do now? Go back to Mochi? The Haitani's? Chase after Koko?

Instead a random woman approaches you to give her congratulations. You stare at her with a confused look as she places a hand on your stomach and asks about the baby. You start choking at hearing the word baby which concerns the woman. She tells you to relax as she leads you to your "fiance".

What you wasn't expecting was to see Kakucho talking to a group of people about how excited he is to be a father. He looks nervous as he spots you and quickly walks over to you thanking the woman for taking care of you. The other guests watch as Kakucho kisses you then leans down to press a kiss on your stomach for the "baby".

"Y/n, it's good to see you and Izana, sorry I'm late."

Izana? Ok so not only has Kakucho made up a fake baby to convince these people, he's also named it. You vaguely wonder where he got the name from before shaking your head. Concentrate! How do pregnant woman act again?

You lean on Kakucho as you complain about how much your feet ache. He kisses the top of your head then excuses you both from the group to find somewhere to rest. As soon as you realise no one's watching you punch him in the arm for setting you up like that.

"Hey y/n you shouldn't hit your fiance!"

"Kakucho, we're not engaged!"

He frowns slightly at your statement but eventually nods and apologises. He explains that he panicked when people started asking him questions and accidentally mentioned a baby. That's understandable you guess? But you're still mad at him.

Suddenly the lights dim and the best man starts giving some speech before he passes the mike over to Takeomi?

You and Kakucho glance at each other in disbelief before turning back to the stage. The bride and groom look on in confusion as Takeomi makes up some story about knowing them, you're not sure how he got mixed up with one of the groomsmen but it's an entertaining mix up. Until he decides to bring you into it, he must have seen you laughing in the audience and decided to get revenge.

Suddenly he's talking about his lovely fiance and a spotlight is suddenly cast over you as he calls you up on stage. Your neighbour stares daggers at you as you join Takeomi on stage. Takeomi gives you a panicked look, clearly wanting help to get out of this situation. You think for a minute before you come up with a plan.

"Ok everyone it's time for the bride to throw the bouquet!" You loudly declare.

Nothing happens at first which panics you then a lot of the female guests start excitedly lining up to try and grab the winning catch. Your neighbour sighs as she launches the bouquet into the air. The unmarried female guests all make a grab for it but suddenly a pink haired man comes swooping in to steal the catch.

"Hey y/n look what I got!"

"Sanzu you are not an unmarried woman! And where did you even come from!?"

You shout back at Sanzu as he just grins at you and waves the bouquet in your face.

"Looks like you have to marry me now and-"

Sanzu suddenly cuts his sentence off, his care free attitude slipping away as he glares at someone behind you. You quickly grab his arm to stop him reaching for his gun then turn around to see what the problem is.

You find the bride throwing a fit behind you, apparently you ruined her wedding by taking all the attention for yourself. One of the bridesmaids tries to calm her down by suggesting she cuts the cake now. The distraction apparently works as your neighbour saunters over to the curtain hiding the cake behind it. But as the curtain is pulled aside everyone let's out an audible gasp.

Behind the curtain is of course your boss, happily cutting himself what looks to be his third slice of cake. He pauses as everyone stares at him before waving at you. The bride furiously turns to you.

"Do you know that man!?"

"No."

"Yes! She's my fiance!"

You curse Mikey's answer which is sure to get you in even more trouble. He calmly walks over to you, throwing an arm round your shoulder and giving you a cake flavoured kiss. But this just causes someone else to gasp.

"But y/n i thought I was your fiance!?"

"No she's my fiance!"

"I saw her first!"

"Oh really? Well I gave her a baby!"

"How do you know it's not my baby!?"

"Well I'm going to marry her before all of you!"

"I'm the boss she should be with me!"

"I'm the reason she joined us in the first place!"

The wedding guests all stare as the eight men break into an argument. To them it looks like a serious fight but you saw what they were actually doing. They all have a playful tint in their eyes as they enjoy their play fight. Maybe in another life they could've been actors or something. But for now they're too busy having fun running your annoying neighbours wedding.

You simply grab your purse and leave the reception, next time you would just suck it up and ask the cute guy at the pet shop instead.

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#tokyo revengers #tokrev #bonten x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #hitto kakucho #tokyo rev #sano manjiro #haitani ran #sanzu haruchiyo #haitani rindou #mochizuki kanji #takeomi akashi #kokonoi hajime

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cognitosclowns · 2 years

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okay but hear me out

face sitting with Andre/Brett

brett would probably cream his pants at you even asking to do it and andre would be over the moon dude.

bretts probably one to moan whine while doing it, pulling you close to his face by your hips (FORCE HIM TO MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH YOU 💥💥).

andre would be like way too enthusiastic about it?? like this boy is EAGER. he'd encourage you to start grinding on his tongue sighs dreamily. definitely likes to be suffocated by your thighs

HOHOHOHOOOOOOOO YOU HAVE THE BIGGEST BRAIN I AM THROTTLING THE AIRRR

NSFT BELOW , MINORS DNI

ANDRE

EAGER DOESN'T BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT

SIT on his face, if he catches you trying to hover he will actively ynak you down until you're seated. Weight doesn't matter, his mom didn't raise a coward. He wants to Positively Drown. If his jaw and neck aren't killing him at the end

Similarly, he's definitely gonna urge you to grind/bounce your hips on his mouth <333 he

The sloppiest, wettest noises in the UNIVERSE. Smth about the combination of scent, taste, and overall excitement has this man drooling like a fountain. It's gonna be dripping.

Also? clawing at your thighs - he has no nails so there won't be any marks, but,,,,,,, he just gets vv into it <3

SMTH I CAN SEE BOTH OF THEM DOING??? Thrusting into the air. Andre does it bc,, The Taste (tm) works him stupid, and,, he gets a bit too excited. Also he craves Stimulation of any kind smdnsd.

If you decide to lean back and wrap your hand around his cock??? He's gonna fuck your fist like he needs it to survive.

AND YOU KNOW HE'S ALL ABOUT THOSE CONTRASTING SENSATIONSSSS <3333 Tug his hair?? Pet his stomach and thighs?? Run your thumbs along his face?? <3 you're gonna see those feet twisting

He can't really talk when you cum but,, you'll definitely hear some adoring, eager, "mm-hm <3333" coaxing you to cum on his tongue

BRETT

Where andre is,,,, vv chaoting with face sitting, Brett is a lot more slow

He treats this shit like a meal - his lips + tongue are so wet it just kinda,, melds into one sensation??

He's very,, purposeful and loving with every movement <33 it really is just,, Body Worship Plus. Extremely,, passionate <3333 He pays close attention to the stuff that makes you moan or gasp so,, expect some very nice orgasms.

plural, bc he'll genuinely go as long as you want without a single complaint smdnsd. Doesn't matter if it takes you a while to cum, he's got plenty of time for you <3

Oh this man is cumming in his pants <3 possibly a few times. Sorry but feeling you gush on his tongue when he does smth right?? He literally doesn't stand a chance

You hear him getting all Gasping and for a sec you think he's struggling to breathe, but when you try to raise up he instinctively yanks you back down???

It's only when you notice him,, yknow,, grinding against the air that it kinda hits <3

he's gonna cream his jeans no matter what, but if you want him moaning against you, give him smth to grind against!!! Esp like,, very gently caressing his bulge with your hand?? <333 goddd he pops so fast w/ gentle, loving caresses <333

He's gonna try to continue while he cums but,, it's mostly gonna be very shaky moans and some sporadic licks. He picks up right after his peak tho!!

<333 he might start begging against you when you're close. HE DOESN'T EVEN REALIZE HE'S DOING IT TBH smdnsd he just,,,, seeing your eyes go all hazy while you look down at him???

You stg he's dying when you cum bc,, his whole body siezes up for a second?? <333 he's a mess

GOD I LOVE MY LADS <33333 GRKKRKGRKKG <3333 TYSM FOR THIS ASK, BEST WAY TO WAKE UP. LMK IF YOU HAD SMTH ELSE IM MIND!!

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patchworkpuzzle · 3 years

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~Rainbow Anon.

Henlo, hope things are aight! I just woke up to some more Puppygirl thoughts and wanted to request a Katsuki, Mirio, and whoever as your third (separate) having a s/o that's a Puppygirl that hasn't been praised by her ex at all, and they're MadTM about it, because how can anybody /not/ praise her? She's perfect and deserves all of the praise!

Oh. My. Goodness. YES I CAN WRITE THIS FOR YOU!!! I made Kirishima the third person..... cause reasons.... 😖

MINORS DNI 18+

Word count: 1.6k

Paring(s): Bakugou, Mirio, Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: puppy play kink, squirting, dirty talk, oral (both male and female receiving), loooottttss of praise.

Authors Note: so because this is dealing with reader having praise issues, that can be somewhat triggering to some, though I don’t go into detail about it I still just wanna put that out there! Also... I hope this is good enough for you, Rainbow Anon!

When you first brought it up, he was confused. You wanted to be treated like a puppy? Wear a muzzle? Bark? All that stuff?

You had to calm him down. Telling him it doesn’t and didn’t have to be that extreme. Just wearing the ears, tail, and collar, and being told what to do was really all you wanted.

Well that certainly got his attention.

Needless to say, it didn’t take him long to get into it.

That’s how you ended up on your knees, settling comfortably between his spread-out legs, sucking him off. The sounds of your collar jingling, ringing faster the more adamant you work, and his groans were filling the air around you.

Every now and then he would talk to you, saying absolute FILTH as he tugs on your hair to take ‘deeper, all the way in, yeah just like that. Good, good girl.’

The praise, whenever he gave it, was making you shift uncomfortably, not the “I want to touch myself’ uncomfortable, and letting out small whines of displeasure

You’ve now done it a few times and he’s had enough.

After the last whine hums around him, he pulls your hair to take you off him. Bluntly asking you what the hell was wrong.

You couldn’t keep his intense gaze, instead shifting your eyes to the floor as you state that you’re not used to the praise. That your ‘ex wasn’t exactly keen on giving it to me, so now when it happens I get a little uncomfortable’

Your apology after you explain makes him scoff, he’s not mad at you though. He makes it clear when he tells you not to apologize for something like that.

Internally he is pissed, absolutely irate over the fact that your scumbag of an ex wouldn’t give you any semblance of praise, that you so clearly deserve to have. I mean look at you! You deserve to be told just how amazing you are, and what a fantastic job you’re doing!

But he doesn’t let it show. Externally he just puts on an evil smirk and picks you up from the floor, throwing you over his shoulder as he carries you to your bedroom. Ignoring you squirming and questioning until he throws you onto the mattress.

Before you had the chance to get up he slaps your ass, pinning your shoulders down as he pulls your hips up. Growling in your ear, he tells you he’s ‘gonna give you all the praise you deserve’

You cry out, cumming yet again, your release gushing out of you and onto the sheets as he gives you a groan over it, slapping your clit to make more gush out. Your body becomes sore at the position he has you pinned in; refusing to let you move an inch.

You whimper at his touch, and whine when his pace is still unrelenting as his hips snap into your backside.

“Fuck yeah, puppy. Look at you gushing around me like a dumb bitch in heat. You like that huh? Like how your perfect cunt keeps squeezing me…. So tight!”

He leans his head down, biting your shoulder as he growls yet again at how you clench around him, clearly enjoying what he’s saying.

“Yeah just like. Such a good puppy slut, making me feel so good. Gonna cum deep into you, and you’re gonna take it all. Like the good girl you are, right? Like the perfect puppy you are.”

You cry out a yes, unable to tell him different, unable to find any fault in his praise when he fucks so good.

He was into it the moment you brought it up when your relationship first started getting sexual. Of course, you could be his good girl! He would want nothing more!

Now, you’re in his lap. It started innocent enough, just wanting to cuddle you close as you watch some TV, but it didn’t take long for it to end up with you humping his thigh.

His grip on your hips is tight, as he guides you up and down the expanse of his thighs, flexing his muscles to get you panting all pretty for him. Enjoying how you mewl a little when your clit makes contact every now and then.

He’s telling you how pretty you look, and what a good job you’re doing, and how good of a girl you are at listening to him while getting off on his thigh.

You tried to keep your voice down, but a sad whimper comes out anyway after his praise washes over you. You’re hoping he doesn’t notice, but of course he does.

He halts all movement, bringing his hands up to cup your face. A look of worry on his face as he asks you what’s wrong.

You bury your head in the crook of his neck, sniffling as you tell him it's not true; that you’re not a good girl. Your ex never told you before so what he’s saying right now must not be true

Mirio is totally devastated by your answer, but still tries to brighten the mood and make you feel better. He reassures you, telling you that all he said is true and how perfect you are for him as he plants so many kisses all over you as he holds you close.

He says sweet truths about you, and telling you because you’re so wonderful is the reason why he says them all the time cause they’re true and he’s just gotta tell you

He’ll remind you as often as he can now at just how perfect you are.

“That’s it, just like that. Look at you! You’re doing so good, puppy!”

You let out a mewl that is almost a sob as you slowly, inch by inch, seat yourself down on his cock. The girth stretching your walls almost painfully as you try to take all of him in. Curling in on yourself as you hide your face into his neck, allowing him to finish slowly pushing you down all the way.

“Good girl” He groans when he finally bottoms out, slowly raising your hips up and down to help adjust you to his size “Taking me so well in this perfect pussy of yours. Feels so good, puppy, no one but you can make me feel this way.”

You whine at his, trying to lift your hips to go faster. In an attempt to get him to stop praising you or to cum faster, you wouldn’t know. But what you do know is that you let out a sob when he slows you down, grinding you slowly on top of him.

“Ah ah, puppy. Slow down. Can’t go too fast, I want to savor every last perfect inch of you, okay?”

And well, you’re his good little girl so you let him do as he wants.

When you told him that you wanted to try something different, he didn’t know what to expect but was excited, nonetheless.

When he came home the next day to find you sitting on your knees waiting for him at the front door, lingerie, tail, ears, and collar on. Well, this man became beet RED.

He doesn’t stay flustered for long though, quickly picking you up and running to your bedroom to get things going. You giggle at his excitement and enthusiasm as he quickly sheds you both of your clothing, making sure to keep your accessories one cause god damn

Before long you’re in a mating press, unable to stop wailing and crying out as he pounds harshly into your drooling cunt.

He’s way more into it than you both thought as he leans himself further onto you to whisper some dirty praise into your ear. Telling you that ‘you’re taking my cock so well, aren’t you? Atta girl, yeah, keep squeezing me like that with your perfect cunt. You’re my perfect puppy, aren’t you?’

His praise was making you feel dizzy, but not in the happy high feeling. More like you’re falling in your dreams, that weird twist in your gut that was one out of pleasure was turning into one of guilt.

You whimper out a quiet ‘no’ and that immediately made his hips stuttered to a stop. It was so out of character for you, in this moment and ones previously, that he couldn’t help but nervously ask what was wrong.

You tell about the praise he just gave you. How, due to previous partners (mainly your most recent ex), that you aren’t used to it. That it makes you feel guilty for him to tell you those things.

He responds by immediately putting your legs down and pulling you upright to sit in his lap, holding you close. Petting your hair, he tells you that your ex was wrong. Dumb and downright stupid for not thinking you anything less then the perfect girl you are.

In fact, why doesn’t he try and make you believe it right now?

“P-please!” You blubber out, trying to pull his head from away from your cunt as your nth orgasm was approaching. The feeling almost painful now, as the pleasure was too intense. “No more!”

“Not yet, puppy.” He chuckled at your feeble attempt “You weren’t being too nice to yourself earlier, so now you gotta take you punishment.”

You just sob at his comment, knowing you are unable to deter him from doing as he pleased. Shaking violently and screaming out into your bedroom when you cum over his face yet again, no longer embarrassed but the sucking and slurping sounds that come from him as he slurps up your release like a man starved.

“God, you taste so sweet puppy. Look at how pretty your pussy is” He rubs at your clit once more, making you keen loudly “Being such a good girl for making such a mess for me, for gushing for me…”

He takes a lick up your folds once again, smirking at your twitching legs.

“Now come one, be a good girl for your master and come one more time?”

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midgardianweasley · 3 years

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The Royal Ball

Loki laufeyson x Fem!reader

Summary: There is an Asgard ball being hosted in the palace, Y/N is yet to find a date to accompany her. She’s disappointed when a certain God doesn’t ask her, however, what happens when he sees someone else getting a little too close for comfort throughout the night?

Warnings: lil bit angsty, self doubt, JEALOUS LOKI, fluffy ending

Word Count: 3.3k

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Y/F/N - Your Friend’s Name

It was a beautiful autumn’s day, crisp brown leaves were falling off of the large trees in the courtyard and scattering the cobbled ground. Loki and I had been wandering around for some time now, discussing everything from the books we’ve been reading to the dreams that have come to us in our sleep.

“And then this huge ghost thing was chasing me around the halls! and if that wasn’t weird enough, you popped up-”

“Ah, seeing me in your dreams are we, darling?” Loki chuckled, taking great pleasure at the fact that he had made an appearance in my subconscious, completely ignoring my distress at being chased by a supernatural being.

“Funny you should say that, right after seeing you, I woke up. The sight must’ve given me quite the scare.” I scoffed, a smile unable to stop itself from making its way onto my face, eyes meeting his, face etched with shock. With a hand to his chest, he spoke again in disbelief.

“You have truly offended me, love. I never knew you had this side to you.”

“What can I say? I’m a woman of many talents.” I winked, nudging his side slightly with my elbow.

“Really? Can you produce illusions?”

“No.”

“Look inside other people’s heads?”

“Well, no, but-”

“Turn yourself into a snake to scare your eight year old brother?”

“I still can’t believe you did that”

“My greatest achievement yet.” He smirked, the memory never failing to amuse him.

His stories always had me in awe of his capabilities, even if it was to give his brother a long-term fear, it was still an incredible talent. Whenever he tells me of his latest adventures or tricks, I always think of how well his title fits him. God of Mischief. Maybe that’s why I liked him much more than what a best friend should, not that I'd ever admit it. Not to him anyway.

We soon found ourselves standing next to one of the windows of the hallway, the crystal clear glass giving a beautiful view of the city of Asgard. From here, you could see the Queen’s gardens, full of flowers in all different colours and types, grass cut to perfection. You could see the families in the town, walking around the different buildings, children playing. It was lovely to watch, seeing everyone enjoy the seasonal weather and the light bounce off of the windows, it was ethereal.

“I never get tired of this.” I sighed, voice only slightly above a whisper

“Tired of what, love?”

“Just, this. This view, this kingdom, it’s incredible.” I looked up at Loki, trying to see if he was seeing the same beauty that I did. He was already looking at me when I met his eyes and upon seeing the way they sparkled, I assumed he did.

“Actually, speaking of the Kingdom, I have something to tell you. There’s-”

Abruptly stopping him from continuing his sentence, voices were heard from the other end of the hallway, though we couldn’t make out the words until they came closer. We gave each other a quick look of confusion before turning to see where the commotion was coming from, hearing the quick and heavy footsteps before being able to put names to the faces.

“Loki! Y/N!” A deep voice bellowed. Was that Thor making all of that noise?

Before I could process any more information, a blur of a pastel pink dress was in my face and hands were placed on my shoulders. I smiled down at the slightly out of breath figure using me as a support stand, it was Y/F/N.

“Wow, Y/F/N, you sound much different than when I spoke to you yesterday, did you drink something funny?” I chuckled, receiving a glare from my friend and a quiet laugh from the God beside me. Thor soon appeared next to Y/F/N, hands on his hips and head thrown back as he tried to compose himself.

“My God, Y/F/N, you run fast.” He pants.

“Care to tell us why you’re both running like madmen through the palace?” Loki speaks, one eyebrow raised in curiosity and what looked a little like concern.

“We..had to..tell you..there’s a ball..next week.” Y/F/N spoke, a bit more stable now, but still in between breaths.

I felt my eyes widen, a ball? I didn’t know Asgard held balls.

“Father is opening up the palace next week to neighbouring kingdoms, in hopes to be closer with them, open Asgard up to more trade opportunities, build relationships and whatnot.” Thor explained, emitting a loud sigh to come from Loki.

“I was just about to tell her, brother. Thank you for interrupting.” He rolled his eyes, half joking, half serious. I reached up and patted his shoulder gently, a small smile on my face.

“Maybe next time Lok” He nodded in response, I didn’t get a chance to comfort him much more before I was being pulled away by Y/F/N. With a small huff of surprise, I gave Loki a glance, silently apologising for our conversation being cut short, receiving a shake of his head in reply, affirming me to not worry about it.

“So.” she begins. “We need to find you a date and a dress. I’m thinking blue. I’m wearing purple so it’s probably best to avoid that one. Hmm. let’s see..oh! I know! we could- Y/N? You listening?” I snapped my head around, not missing the sly smile that was plastered all over my friend’s face.

“Y/F/N, don’t-”

“Loki! He has to be your date. You could wear green and match! If he’s even going to wear green, I'm sure I can get Thor to find out, I assume they’ll get ready together. And black accessories! I have so many ideas.” She clapped her hands, over-excited about the opportunity to plan this evening for us. Except for one minor detail.

“That sounds great, Y/F/N, it sounds wonderful, you’re just missing something.”

“Missing something? Oh, if you mean our hair then i’ve already-”

“No, not our hair. Loki hasn’t asked me, and I doubt he will.” I spoke, the second half coming out more as a whisper, my heart dropping a little at the thought. He’d never really expressed having those kinds of feelings for me and I'd always seen him be close with different girls around the palace, he’ll probably ask one of them.

“He might ask you, you never know what’s around the corner.”

“I guess so, we’ll have to wait and see.”

And that was the last we spoke of it before she went into full planner mode again, while I continued to ponder over all of the thoughts running through my head. I mean, he could ask me, right?

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He didn’t.

After talking about it with Y/F/N, I had a glimmer of hope that maybe I was wrong, maybe I hadn’t noticed something that she had, that Loki would approach me and ask me to be his company for the evening.

I spent the next couple of days with him, hoping he would ask me, everytime a pause would appear in conversation, maybe he was finally going to do it. And everytime, a little bit of the hope I had, had fizzled out.

I’d even considered other reasons as to why he hadn’t asked, maybe the King didn’t want him and Thor to have dates so that they could mingle with members of the other kingdoms. Of course that theory had flown right out one of the Palace’s windows when Y/F/N told me that Thor was going to be her date. I was right then, he wasn’t wanting to go with me.

I guess I understood, I’m the best friend, we’d always been that. I think a part of me just thought that maybe he, like me, wanted something a little more. Clearly, I was mistaken.

Y/F/N and I had been getting ready for a while now, our hair was styled to perfection, our dresses were on and both of us were fully accessorized. We were looking at ourselves in the mirror, doing spins and curtseys and gushing over how good the other looked.

“You look amazing tonight, Y/N, really. Loki is missing out.”

“Thank you, and I'm sure his date is beautiful.” I spoke, fidgeting with the fabric of my dress, trying to avoid the subject and the twisting knot in my stomach at the thought of him with someone else all night. “You look incredible! You were right to pick purple, it’s definitely your colour.”

“Y/N’s right, you look gorgeous.” Thor declared, leaning against the doorway sporting a black suit and a dark purple tie, the perfect match with his date’s dress. I could feel my eyes light up when seeing how happy the simple, yet effective comment had made Y/F/N. Rushing over, she engulfed Thor in a hug before leaning up slightly and giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Ah and can’t forget, Y/N, you look stunning tonight.” He gestured to me, arm almost scanning me up and down.

“Stop, you’ll make me blush.” I laughed. “You both head off, I’ll catch up.”

“Are you sure? We don’t mind waiting?” Y/F/N questioned.

“Don’t be silly. You guys go on ahead, I'll meet you there.”

With a nod and a wave, they were off. They really did look like a perfect match tonight. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, fixing any stray hairs, flattening any kinks in my dress. Realistically, I was probably trying to prolong leaving for as long as I could. I was excited, but I was turning up on my own while everyone else had someone, it was a bit nerve-wracking. I still wanted to look my best though.

“Stop trying to convince yourself that you look good, you could literally blow an army of men away by looks alone.” A voice spoke, I spun to see who was speaking, the flash of green was enough to decipher who it was.

“You look lovely tonight, darling.” He grinned, the pet name had set off butterflies in my stomach.

“Thank you. As do you.”

“Well, I did put in an effort, nice to know it’s appreciated.” He joked, a breathy laugh left my lips, entertained by his words.

“Yes, well, I'm sure plenty of others will too.”

“The eyes will never leave me, I'm sure. Unless they’re on you, then I'd be surprised if I get even so much as a glimpse in my direction. Someone is a very lucky guy tonight, that’s for sure.”

“Why do you say that?” I asked, confused by his statement.

“Well, they get to be beside you all evening, it’s a beautiful view.” He winked.

It could’ve been you, I thought. I knew he was joking, however that didn’t stop the fire in me from igniting.

“I could say the same for you, someone is a very lucky girl.”

“I’ll be sure to let her know if she ever thinks otherwise.” Joking, again.

So he had asked someone. Albeit disappointed, I'm happy he’s happy. Though I still wish I was the girl in question, I couldn't stop him if he was interested in someone else. That wasn’t fair.

Giving him a brief nod and a tight lipped smile, I picked up the front of my dress a little bit and made my way out of the room and downstairs to the ball. I could still enjoy myself, the night is young, I've got this.

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“It was crazy! And let me tell you, my dad was so angry with me. He didn’t let me serve Turkey again after that year.” Charlie, a guy that I had met an hour or so ago, finished his story of the Christmas horror he had, allowing me to relax for the first time that evening. Up until now, it had felt like all I’d seen was either happy couples, or stares from across the room. Usually the second and usually Loki. The same Loki who had a girl’s arm linked with his and was looking at him like he held the world in his grasp. I broke the gaze, finding it difficult to look at the pair for any longer, as I turned back to Charlie so he could have my attention again, a lazy smile was present as he took a sip of his wine.

“I don’t blame him, really, it sounds like you started a riot!” I exclaimed, sending us both into a full on belly laugh, thinking back to the story. This continued for another five or so minutes, laughter turning into a low chuckle, as if we were about to be told off for how loud we were being. Just as my hand had reached his arm to help hold me up, saving me from laughing myself into the ground, Loki and his date had made their way over.

“Enjoying ourselves, I hope?” He beamed, taking one look at me before giving his full attention to Charlie.

“Yes, yes we are, thank you. How about the two of you?”

“Ye-”

“It’s been fine, yeah, good. So, what’s your name then?” Loki interrupted, his date having no choice but to leave him to respond instead.

“I’m Charlie Fernsby.” He held his hand out, greeting Loki. A gesture that was very awkwardly not reciprocated as he let his hand fall back to his side before Loki spoke up again.

“Charlie..Charlie, now, isn’t that a girl’s name?”

“Loki!” I scolded, giving him an evil side glance, what was he doing?

“No, no it’s okay. Yeah, it can be used for girls too, but it's common for boys to have the name Charlie.” Polite as ever, he responded. A mischievous look made its way onto the God’s face. Oh no.

“So, I take it your parents wanted a girl?”

“I- I’m sorry?”

“I assume your parents wanted a girl, considering they’ve given you a girl’s name?” I rolled my eyes, this teasing was unnecessary.

“Charlie, let’s go and get a drink.” I tried to tug him away, only to be halted by another sentence leaving my best friend’s mouth.

“It was only a question, I'm sure he doesn’t mind answering, do you Carl?”

“Charlie.”

“That’s what I said.”

“You said-” I tried to interject, but he was quick to stop me

“I know what I said, Y/N, but I'm speaking to him. Let him answer the question.”

Loki’s date was long gone by now, she’d left to speak to another group of people, presumably another few couples, leaving us three to have this discussion, thing, whatever you would think to call it.

“I’m just saying, maybe they would’ve preferred a daughter, seeing as they’ve very obviously made that clear.” He beamed, expecting me to join in and agree with him, I don’t find this funny. At all.

“Can you excuse us, Charlie? Loki, A word.” I pointed to the door, giving him a look implying for him not to test me.

“I’m in trouble. Wish me luck Carlos.”

“Charlie.”

“I know, that’s what I said.”

I pushed him all the way out the door, into the hallway and round the corner so as not to disturb everyone else’s evening. When I’d made sure there was no one else around, I looked up at the Asgardian, my arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, I wasn’t impressed anymore.

“So, are we out here for some hide or seek, or?”

“What the hell was that in there?!” I raised my voice slightly, his need to always make everything a joke wasn’t working this time. He had his night, his date, he didn’t need to come over and insult mine.

“What was what, darling? I was making conversation.”

“You were making fun of him.”

“No, I showed some concern about his parents choices, that’s all. Friendly advice if anything.” He looked a bit more frustrated with me now, as though he was stating the obvious and it was going over my head. I wasn’t having it this time.

“No, Loki. You weren’t and you know you weren’t. You had your date, she was fine, you were fine-”

“Well-”

“Let me finish. Everything was fine. Until you caught sight of me having a friendly conversation with another guy who wasn’t you. But guess what Lok, I’m allowed to do that! I’m an adult, I can speak with whoever I like!” My arms were all over the place now, my frustration was starting to show itself, it seems I had a bit pent up.

I saw his lips move, I heard something, but it was so quiet I couldn't make it out.

“Speak up, Loki. I can’t hear you.”

“I said, if you think he was just being friendly, you’re clearly out of your mind.”

Is he serious?

“Are you- Loki, you have no right to make a judgement on who and how and why I interact with other people. Not that it should matter to you anyway, you’ve spoken to other women before and I've never said a word or tried to stop you. Why does this matter so much?”

Silence.

“No, please, go on, tell me, enlighten me as to why this bothered you so much tonight, because trust me, I'm dying to know, truly.” I was shouting now, I just wanted answers for his behaviour, I didn’t think it would be this difficult.

His hands had made his way into his trouser pockets, eyes looking everywhere before settling on mine. He looked conflicted, I wanted to drop it when I saw his troubled gaze, but I couldn’t go back in there without an explanation.

“Ple-”

“I like you, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear, love? That I was so uncomfortable seeing some you get close with some guy that I had to embarrass him in front of you? Something I'm sure my father won’t be so impressed to hear, but there, you’ve got your confession.” His voice had gone much louder than mine, taking me by surprise, so much so that it took me a minute to process what he had said. He liked me?

He turned to leave, I assume because I hadn't said anything for a matter of minutes, but I gently grabbed his arm, tugging him back towards me. I looked up into his eyes again. I was so close that you could see the specs of different colours spotted in them, they were flawless. This view beats the Asgard view anyday.

“Why didn’t you mention this before?”

He shrugged, “I don’t know. Worried I guess. We’d never spoken of moving past friendship and I didn’t think you’d be interested.”

“I’m more than interested, Loki.” I grinned, my smile meeting my eyes, never leaving his.

“Not Chelsey?”

“For the love, it’s Ch-”

I couldn’t say his name, a certain pair of lips had stopped me from doing so. As they molded against mine, my hands went up to tangle themselves in his hair, his hands falling to my waist and pulling me closer, I didn’t even think that could be possible. We pulled away when we needed to catch a breath, foreheads falling against each other, smiles painted on both of our faces.

“I bet I'll be in your dreams again tonight.” He whispered.

“I bet I'll be in yours.”

“Always are, Darling. Always are.”

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husbandohunter · 3 years

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Stardew Impact [Genshin+Stardew Valley/xReader]

Part 1/3 Kaeya, Diluc

Synopsis: “A mysterious phenomenon brought you and your s/o to an unfamiliar world: Pelican Town! Without the power of Visions, the two of you begin to learn the life of what it takes to be...a farmer?”

(DOMESTIC FARM LIFE YIP YIP)

Coming soon...

Albedo and Childe

Zhongli and Xiao

(A/N): So the brainrot was real in this one. I planned to add Albedo for a Mondstadt edition but kinda went overboard so I gotta split this one into parts too. Wordcount_almost 2k spspspsp

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Diluc

• Already has the whole year planned in his head. Literally if Diluc were to play this game, he'd have a booming farm within year ONE. Calm and collected through and through, though the new environment raises alot of questions, as long as you were still with him, Diluc ain't complaining

• The town welcomes you two with open arms. It was all thanks to the attire. Diluc wore his usual dark coat adorned with regal gold while you had a dress made of Liyue's finest silk, one that he bought for you. Needless to stay both of you reeked the aura of rich aristocrats (Mayor Lewis is pleased that greedy bastard)

• Once the farm was permitted to your owndership, Diluc began to think of ways to turn it into a vineyard. He was a businessman afterall. Although the staff back at the Dawn Winery were the ones who tended the field, Diluc still knew a few things about planting due to his childhood days Master Crepus would bring him out to their yard and demonstrated the process of gardening. He still remembers those days clearly, doing the very same this moment with you.

• Occasionally works at the Saloon bar. It was the perfect opportunity. As you took care of the farm side, Diluc continues to look for more ways to increase the income while gathering information from the folks around town. Gus LOVES to have him over, like he's just so efficient and reliable! They soon become good friends saying if Diluc were ever to own a wine stock, he would gladly buy from him.

• This is why Diluc would stay a little later due to just chatting with the people from the bar. One time you walked into the Saloon only to the front desk with Emily alone. Turns out the others were in the other room, too busy playing a game of pool. You decided to leave him be since it was rare to have Diluc so relaxed in leisure activities. Thus in the end, you spent your time chatting with Emily until a whole hour has passed before your lover notices and apologizes for losing track of time.

• Everything felt like a dream because it was his dream. To live a life undisturbed from chaos, his duties and the dangers that lurk in Teyvat, Diluc grew fond of the domesticity. There was nothing he loved more than to spend his hours by your side, day after day, returning home to your freshly handmade meals.

• Spring: Already up and early planting the parnersnips (I'm very soft for gardener Diluc you see). What do you expect from a workaholic? Even during his leisure time you would often find him near some plant as he does consider this hobby quite therapeutic. But when it rains, Diluc would be standing beside you with an arm around your shoulder, smiling contently as you lean into his touch. He gazes through the dripping window and silently admires the current progress you both made on the farm.

• Between the two annual spring festivities, I would say the flower dance. Diluc is a private man and would prefer to take things where no eyes were on sight. But with a little bit of nudging from Gus (your wingman), he gives in and leads you to the center stage. Elegant. Graceful. The way you two moved together became the talk of the event. Though, Diluc was already used to people staring by now, all he needed to do was to ignore them and keep his focus on you.

• Summer: No blankets in bed. Nope, its bloody hot in Pelican Town. He tends to stay indoors or anywhere with shade, in other words, his work hours in the Saloon increased.

• Diluc always has a nice cold drink prepared for you if by any chance you were to pay a visit after a whole day of labour. It's a habit he's made subconciously as if it would be a natural occurance for you to enter the door. His colleagues would ask him who did he make that drink for? Honestly so cute i cri

• Moments like these remind him of Mondstadt, where he quietly wipes the glasses while listening to you talk. Your voice is soothing. Sun rays peek from the side casting onto the umber tables, reflecting a rich golden light as the radio plays a soft song in the background. It's so peaceful, the town was small hence not many people visited the bar, Diluc came to appreciate this warm privacy (plus no Venti and Kaeya which is a huge pog realization).

• Autumn: Harvest time baby. The kegs are full and the sheds are full of kegs. This season was huge stonks and the house ended up getting an upgrade. Diluc is the type of man who wants to make sure that his spouse wouldn't have to work another day of her life. I reckon this is why he's so ambitious because he wants you to have the best and you deserve the best. (Husband material. Slap a ring on him ladies).

When there was no more work left to do, time would be spend peacefully exploring the woods. While you skipped a few steps ahead as the leaves crunched beneath your feets, Diluc follows slowly from behind. He sees your back but his eyes stares somewhere far beyond whats in front of him: His future.

It was such a stark contrast to the one he envisioned before. One filled with uncertaintly, blocked by darkness with no silver lining in sight, endlessly wandering as he drags the claymore against the ground. There was never a day in which the Darknight hero wouldn't think of Mondstadt. Leaving the city in the incompetent hands of Ordo Favonious while Abyss Mages continue to lurk fuels him to find a way to return as soon as possible and yet...

"Higher big sis!" Jas tightens her hold on the ropes as you pushed the swing with all your might. She laughs, like a child, it was full of innocence and joy. Later Vincent came in and nugdes you, asking when his turn will come.

"You wanna go too? Alright alright don't worry," waiting for Jas to come down, you lift the boy up so that he was seated safely on the chair, "3..2..1 go!"

He wonders if he could just be a little selfish for once.

• Winter: Best man to have in this season. Every morning Diluc would find himself restricted in movements due to a pair of arms around his waist and legs entangled with yours. Turns out you've been doing it subconciously because he's just so warm (Diluc keeps it lowkey and pretends to sleep longer cuz of it)

~~xx~~

Kaeya

• Haha looks like the portal is gone, guess we'll be stuck forever :)). No kidding Kaeya would be so down to stay here for the rest of his life and the best part is to spend it with you. He doesn't show a shred of concern regarding Teyvat, not like he's easily shaken by events that are abnormal, but you can see that Kaeya is truly and genuinely happy. (You're stunned).

• Oho we also have this marvelous landscape just for the two of us? And a cozy little cabin to go along with it as well? This should be fun~

• Of course Kaeya would also know a few things about planting, just the basics since he did grow up with Diluc. When they were kids, Crepus would give each of them their own pots so they can grow their own plants. It eventually became a competitive thing where whoever's plant grows the fastest gets to eat the other person's dessert for a year (no one wins. They end up sabotaging each other which Diluc started first, thinking it'll be funny as a joke).

• You are, and will be going on dates with him. In fact, the amount of dates you two went on increased since then. The townspeople would call you two "lovebirds" since he's practically by your side 24/7.

• I mean he doesn't have the responsibilities as a Cavalry Captain anymore so what else is there to do?

• Would attend all annual events no matter what season.

• Evelyn constantly gushes how much of a wonderful pair you and Kaeya make and often is the one who provides Kaeya a fresh bouqet of flowers for him to use as a gift. George on the otherhand just rolled his eyes mumbling something along the lines of "youngsters these days" and "crazy hormones."

• Befriends Pam. Love for beer plus somewhat cynical attitude? They get along real swell! She starts sending some recipes into the mailbox of course saying if yall ever need a hand, let her know.

• Spring: I can see Kaeya be switching back and forth between caring for the farm or taking quests posted on Pierre's bulletin board. He likes to keep things interesting, learning the ways of the new world while also getting to know the people around town.

• Would NOT return Mayor Lewis' shorts in which he found in Marnie's room. It's such high quality blackmail material. Kaeya is currently plotting what is the best way to use it to his advantage.

• He didn't tell you of course.

• Summer: There are no blankets because he is your blanket. Since your cabin was small so was the bed. That's why he has to hold you so that no one falls off when rolling over. Either he hugs you with your nose close to his neck, or your back against his chest while spooning you or holding hands if sleeping on your sides became too much. Yall need a serious house upgrade.

• For some reason Kaeya becomes more energetic in the summer. He lets you rest in the shade while handling the farm work for the time being. If you guys got a pet it would be a cat. Hes the first one to refill their bowl every morning outside.

Another day passes as summer comes to an end, the town’s Mayor invited you and your lover to see the annual Dance Of the Moonlight Jellies. Kaeya being the opportunist was delighted to come along. Locking the door of your house, you follow him down the path and made your way to the beach.

Everyone from town was already gathered by the docks when the sun had disappeared down the horizon. You stood by his side in a space far from the others, watching the candle boats set off to ride the waves, lighting up a small ray of light for creatures to find.

“Wow,” your tone almost above a whisper, “If only our friends back home could see this too.”

“Perhaps,” he says. Kaeya slips his fingers into yours and you shot him a curious glance, “But let us enjoy this moment shall we? Just the two of us.”

And there they were. A sea of luminescence radiating colours of brilliant blue with hints of green like a city of laterns floating in a world below. Their image reflects in the star of Kaeya's eyes as he wonders, where would they go? Where would the light lead them? They were so free with nothing to worry, so serene just like the sea and unknowningly, he squeezes your hand. It was a sense for confirmation. One to remind him that this moment was indeed a reality he wishes to keep.

Autumn: Finally a house upgrade and a kitchen!! Because it was harvest season, you guys end up making a set of delicious meals with all the recipes the townspeople gave you. Kaeya can cook since he lived by himself back in Mondstadt. Most of the stuff he learned to make were food that can be accompanied by alcohol though...

• Ahah remember Mayor Lewis' lucky shorts? He found a use for them. It was displayed on the stands during the Stardew Valley Fair (Oh my how did this get here? Must be the wind). Ends up buying a Rarecrow for the farm when Lewis bribes him not to tell this to anyone.

Winter: This was mostly an indoor season for the both of you. With the existence of television, nights would be spent until morning while watching movies at the couch. A blanket drapes around your shoulders as extends to his. Oh and don't forget the hot chocolate!

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ilikekidsshows · 3 years

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how much do you think Adrien and Marinette's relationship developed from season 1 to 3 ?

Very well, as a self-professed connoisseur of all things slowburn, let me go over the Adrinette development that has happened in the show up until the season three finale and educate this fandom on the subtle beauty that is the Adrinette arc. This is gonna be long, because, apparently, there's a lot of material to cover, because this relationship can fit so much development into it.

Let's go in chronological order (as far as I can tell). In 'Origins', Marinette first started becoming a stuttering mess around Adrien when he opened up to her about how he wanted to make friends, becoming infatuated with the sensitive side he showed. Meanwhile, Adrien is excited over the prospect of having made a friend.

In 'The Bubbler', Marinette only manages to get out an awkward "hey," at Adrien and Adrien mimics her, in lack of a better response. He barely seems to know her at this point.

Marinette begins her infatuation with Adrien by simply thinking about him and fantasizing about him. In 'Stormy Weather' we hear Marinette's daydream, fully fleshed out on the details of what their children should be named, but not sure what their pet should be. Adrien seems pleased to see Marinette, but doesn't seek her out, also maintaining some distance.

Then comes 'Mr. Pigeon'. Adrien finds out Marinette is into designing and is taken aback by her verbal floundering. He also didn't know Marinette's last name. When he introduces Marinette to his father, there's an awkward silence after, like he'd finished the sentence too early, because he did, he never said her last name. Adrien knew Marinette existed, and was interested to know more about her, but that's it. Meanwhile Marinette speaks complete nonsense to Adrien, unable to remember what words even are.

In 'Evillustrator' Adrien seeks Marinette out of his own volition, having the perfect conversation starter in her encounter with Cat Noir. He wants to know what she thinks of him. Meanwhile, Marinette manages to get full, coherent sentences out, but keeps saying contradicting things. Adrien responds to Marinette with a drawn out "okay," starting to learn to just go with it and, at the end of the interaction, pats Marinette's shoulder companionably as he leaves. He thinks they're familiar enough for him to touch her casually, he was just waiting for the chance because he’s so touch-starved.

'Horrificator' doesn't actually show Adrien and Marinette interacting directly outside the acting scenes, where Adrien is very receptive to having Marinette as his co-star, but Adrien gets to see Marinette at her best, helping people out and solving problems. This episode is where Adrien starts to form his opinion of Marinette as someone dependable.

In 'Animan', Adrien knows Nino likes Marinette and is fully supportive. He's convinced Marinette would be receptive to Nino just acting natural and not doing anything special, so he thinks Marinette is a kind and warm person. He has no reason to think Marinette is into him instead. Marinette fumbles around Adrien again, and this time Adrien doesn't react at all: he's used to it.

In 'Kung Food', Adrien rushed to help Marinette the instant he heard from Alya that Marinette needed help. Marinette manages to get her meaning across even as she fumbles. When they have a discussion about Marinette's uncle, Marinette doesn't stutter once, and Adrien holds Marinette's shoulders when he comforts her. They managed to keep to casual interactions during the episode because they have other things to focus on.

In 'Gamer', Adrien is very casual around Marinette, inviting himself over to practise the game and being pretty frank about his insecurity as Marinette's gaming partner. Marinette responds first in a way that devalues Adrien's feelings ("No, you're amazing, I'm bad"), but eventually gives Adrien the lucky charm as a gesture of accepting him as her partner, a gesture Adrien will treasure for several episodes to come. Also, this episode has more casual shoulder-touching from Adrien to Marinette. (Aside note: Cat Noir later mimics Tom's body language in the episode, so Marinette's parents really made a first impression that stuck.)

In 'Volpina', Marinette shields Adrien from Fu's suspicions, but does briefly entertain the thought that Adrien might be Hawk Moth. This could be part of her catastrophizing or realizing she doesn't know him well enough to know for sure. Marinette also saves Adrien from his father, for Adrien's sake, not even revealing her own involvement in the matter to get closer to him. Marinette just wanted to help him out.

'Despair Bear' has Adrien protect Marinette from making a scene and making herself look bad, something he'll do again later in 'Chameleon'. Adrien sees it as his place to interfere for Marinette's benefit in this way and he thinks about the possible repercussions Marinette might have gotten from accusing Chloé publically without evidence. Adrien also instantly gets the idea to ask Marinette to dance when she bumps into him and decides to just roll with him when Alya arranges them into the typical "slow dance" position. At the end of the episode we see the first instance of Adrien invading Marinette's personal space by leaning in to talk to her. All in all, Adrien is just very comfortable around Marinette in this episode.

'Gigantitan' is more about Marinette learning not to overthink, something she didn't entirely learn as she prefers to abort the entire mission rather than enter a scenario with Adrien she hadn't considered. But we see Adrien offering Marinette a ride home even when his bodyguard is impatient. He really wants to do a favor for her.

'Riposte' has the second attempt from Marinette to simply spend time with Adrien, after 'Gamer'. She went into a lot of effort to learn fencing on time for the try-outs. She accidentally compliments Adrien to his face, who is very grateful for the nice things Marinette said about him. Caught off guard, Marinette fumbles once more, but manages to recover. Adrien laughs in enjoyment of the occasion and Marinette shares the laugh. Adrien keeps showing how comfortable he is with touching Marinette when he tutors her. Meanwhile, Marinette is very flustered, but manages to focus on what she's doing, doing well enough for Adrien to notice.

Adrien also questions Marinette's call as the referee, not concerned with Marinette's possible negative reaction and Marinette does respond honestly, showing Adrien that he can trust her judgement. Adrien also gushes about Marinette to Kagami, when he insists that Marinette didn't deny her the point to be mean, and the affection in his glowing endorsement has Kagami immediately note that Adrien likes her a lot.

In 'Befana' Adrien admits that he always carries Marinette's lucky charm with him, which inspired him to make one for her as a gift. The episode even ends with him looking at his own charm fondly, as the narration brings up "the person giving (the gift)", signalling that Adrien is specifically thinking about Marinette, who gave him the charm.

When Adrien asks Marinette for a safe place to hide in 'Gorizilla', Marinette gets over her stuttering very quickly when she realizes Adrien is in trouble to help him. Even in the subway Marinette is able to focus on Adrien possibly getting into trouble at home instead of getting flustered again. Adrien sidesteps the concern by playing the situation down, reminding Marinette that he does, indeed, always carry the lucky charm he got from her with him. At the movies he's more upfront to her about the restrictions he's placed under and why the movie is so important to him. Also, at no point does he point out Marinette is in her PJs, even though he definitely noticed. He probably just thinks it's a Marinette Thing.

'Frozer' has Marinette go all out for Adrien's sake, not because she wants to be with him, but because she wants to see him happy. She gives him advice on how to pursue another girl and asks Luka out on a double date to be there for him. On this occasion Marinette also shows how she's not as selfish over Adrien here as she was back in 'Gamer', when she was very willing to rob Max of something he really wanted in order to spend more time with Adrien. Meanwhile, Adrien gets distracted from his actual date when he wants to make sure Marinette is okay. When Plagg accuses him of "going after Marinette", Adrien is surprised by the suggestion, and assured Plagg that Marinette is just a friend.

An interesting thing to note is that Adrien actually sounds uncertain in 'Frozer' when he calls Marinette a friend, the one time he does so (at least in the English dub). This is why, when Marinette asks him to go skating with her sometime, he does entertain the thought of it just being just the two of them (aka, a date). However, when Marinette assures him it would be a friendly outing with other people too, the moment passes, and Adrien forgets his doubts and agrees to a friend outing. Plagg put the idea in his head, and Marinette could have sealed the deal. This is another occasion where Adrien pats Marinette's shoulder.

'Troublemaker' is the episode where Marinette's self-sabotage really gets going, when she "reassures" Adrien that she'd never consider him attractive in a romantic way ever. Meanwhile, Adrien once again invades Marinette's personal space and implies he doesn't mind modeling if it's for Marinette as he invites her to a photoshoot and says he's glad to have her as one of his fans.

In 'Style Queen', Marinette is actually open with Adrien about her insecurities and Adrien reassures her, and he supports her in 'Queen Wasp'. He also says he'd be able to model for her if she made it in the business, repeating his desire to model for her specifically that he first stated in 'Troublemaker'.

In 'Reverser' Marinette panics when suddenly encountered with Adrien and having to explain what she's doing, but Adrien gets the gist of it, having learned to interpret most of the word vomit Marinette produces and astutely claims: "That's typical of you," about Marinette helping someone out and offers his assistance if she needs any.

In 'Maledictator', Adrien is brave enough to let Marinette know he disagreed with the reason she and everybody else was happy. He doesn't pretend to be fine with the "good riddance, Chloé '' party because, just as Adrien knew, Marinette doesn't judge him for being sad to see Chloé leave.

In 'Heroes' Day', Adrien admits he came to the picnic to tell Marinette just how highly he values her. He shows how much attention he pays to all the times Marinette has helped their classmates and gives the iconic line "You're our everyday Ladybug". Marinette manages to gather up her courage to kiss Adrien on the cheek in response. This is also a notable moment when Adrien opts out of the usual shoulder pat, implying the gesture is something Adrien does to cut away the physical distance between himself and Marinette, since such a thing wasn't necessary in 'Heroes' Day'. (This boy is touch-starved, guys!)

In 'Chameleon' Adrien starts trying to play mediator between Lila and Marinette but, when that didn't work out, he once again protects Marinette from making a bad call with an opponent out to wreck her reputation, but he also acknowledges that Marinette had been wronged and decided to personally support her by sitting next to her since she'd been having such a tough time that day. He just wanted to support her like a friend would.

'Backwarder' has Marinette try to take the easy route of confessing through a letter, which predictably ends up not going as planned. But, as Adrien said, he spent all weekend making sure he could help Marinette with something he thought she really needed help with. Adrien just really wants to be able to do things for Marinette.

'Weredad' gives us an interesting glimpse into how Adrien views Marinette in relation to romance, noting that he "didn't think Cat Noir was her type". He's most likely referring to Luka, since he's the only guy Adrien has seen Marinette with, and Luka is quiet, contained and thoughtful, nothing like how Adrien presents himself as Cat Noir. However, since Adrien doesn't consider himself a candidate, he does most likely consider himself more like Cat Noir than Luka, aka, not Marinette's type.

'Desperada' has one of Marinette's worst freakouts in a while. Adrien showed up suddenly, and Kagami challenged her directly by saying: "Are you here to watch your boyfriend practise?" Marinette also tries to shoehorn Adrien into every situation, be it a guitarist or superhero, possibly as a subconscious attempt to gain more control of the situation with Kagami. As Tikki said, Marinette has a troubled heart in this episode.

'Chrismaster' shows off the fact that Marinette has tons of presents prepared for Adrien in advance for different occasions. These were most likely prepared during the early stages of her infatuation, when she was admiring him from afar and fantasizing about him. Making presents "just in case" fits the fantasy model. At this point, she’s embarrassed over having done it.

In 'Startrain', Adrien immediately relaxes into sleep as well when Marinette falls asleep on his shoulder. This boy is touch-starved, guys, and Marinette's touch in particular calms and soothes him. Similarly, when Marinette wakes up in the middle of their nap, she settles right back to continue sleeping, no panic in sight.

'Stormy Weather 2' shows Adrien connecting Marinette's handwriting from the note on his homework with the valentine he got, and all of the misunderstandings together convince him he was mistaken. "She's just a friend who loves fashion," Adrien says with a downtrodden face, disappointed that Marinette couldn't care for him as more than "a friend who's also in fashion". He thinks of Marinette insisting that she'd never be into him, and of Marinette and Luka skating together, with obvious chemistry between them. And, in the end, when he says it's just someone with similar writing, he sounds wistful.

'Party Crasher' has Adrien insist Marinette is one of his guys, clearly missing her when he's hanging out with his school friends. In fact, when she does show up unexpectedly, he looks very pleased.

'Puppeteer 2' is an episode that sets up obstacles for Adrinette in addition to the misunderstandings listed in ‘Stormy Weather 2’. Marinette finds out Adrien is in love with someone else, and Adrien tries to share more parts of himself with Marinette, only for it to end very badly. Adrien has been getting braver about expressing himself to Marinette, but it's mostly been his opinions so far. In 'Puppeteer 2' Adrien tries to joke around with Marinette, only for Marinette to end up mortified and crying. This convinced Adrien that there's a part of him that Marinette won't be able to accept so he'll have to hold back with her.

Meanwhile, Marinette overcorrects because Manon, as kids are wont to do, keeps airing out all of her dirty laundry regarding Adrien, and so she convinces Adrien he's lucky she even kinda likes him. Adrien connects this with the fact that apparently his sense of humor is something that Marinette hates enough to cry over it.

The rest of season 3 stays on the course set by ‘Puppeteer 2’. Adrien still cares about Marinette immensely, even if he's convinced she doesn't like him nearly as much. He puts himself on the line to protect her from Lila in 'Ladybug', and neither he nor Kagami consider Marinette's presence on their outing third-wheeling in 'Heart Hunter'. Meanwhile, Marinette is pulling away, convinced Adrien and Kagami are the perfect match.

There you go, that's the Adrinette development, broken down step by step, during the first three seasons. As you can see, it's actually quite a lot, and some people might even notice more development tidbits.

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disasterofastory · 3 years

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Newlyweds Part 1 (Uhtred x Reader

Newlyweds Part 1 Uhtred x Reader Warnings: none

Y/N is married to the Dane slayer, and she needs to find her place in her new life.

You heard about him from villagers and warriors. They said Father Beocca baptized him, but the water started boiling, and the God rejected him and his false faith. The servants told you he is tall and muscled. Some of them gushed about his handsome face and long hair, while the others spoke about his monstrous form and savage behavior. People whispered about his heathen way of fighting. He breaks skulls and burns villages without a second thought. He slays Danes, but his soul belongs to them.

You heard about your fate before you met him. The King told you about your duty as a noble man’s daughter. He made sure you understand your role as a link to strengthen the relationship between the Christians and the Dane slayer. You have to make sure if it comes to that point, he choices you, and more importantly, God before his false ways. After your talk with the King, your shoulders felt heavy and rigid. How could you manipulate a monster? How could you live with one?

The wedding was small and fast. Nobody cared about your dreams and wants. They gave you a pretty dress to say your vows beside the man who became your husband in half an hour. Your hands trembled, and your stomach was in knots, hearing his voice and feeling his gaze on you. You didn’t even dare to look up at him more than a moment, and it was not enough to see his face. You only saw his smile, and it didn’t calm your nerves. As the priest talked about God and union, you wanted to dig a hole under you to hide from the man next to you and from everyone else. Everybody waited for something from you, but you couldn’t do anything from your racing heart and pumping blood in your veins.

When the ceremony was over, nobody asked you what you wished. The servants helped you change your clothes and made sure you are ready for the journey ahead of you. The Dane slayer wanted to go home sooner, the better. You were happy about it for a little while because it gave you the chance to put off your wedding night until you heard servants talking about him and his way with you in front of his men. You needed all of your strength not to vomit all over your clothes. The only thing that reassured you is Father Beocca’s company. You wanted to believe with all the fibers in your body, that Uhtred wouldn't do anything to you in front of a priest.

Your Dane husband gave you a brown stallion as a gift you can use on your journey. The horse is beautiful and calm as you pet down on his muscled neck. He muzzles your palm for more apples, and you give him one more as Uhtred’s man saddles him. You use the horse as a shield from the tall, interesting accented man. “He is ready, Lady,” he tells you, smiling. “Are you need help?” He asks, nodding to the saddle. “No, thank you,” you answer, grabbing the reins to give you some support as you place one of your legs into the stirrup. With a big bounce, you hop on the saddle while the horse still munches on the apple you gave him. You lead the horse out of the barn next to the priest. His hoofs knock on the stony road, and your bags pumps to your calf. “Are you ready, Lady?” Father Beocca asks you with a gentle smile. “As I can be,” you answer with a deep breath. You look over to your parents. Your father is proud. He couldn’t imagine a more honorable thing for you to do than serve your King and your God. Your mother, on the other hand, seems worried. Her eyes are reddish, and she tries to force a smile on her lips, but you know the way things go. You saw it millions of times with other families. She will be worried for a few days, but soon she will be too busy to think about you besides your younger siblings. She has her own duties, and you can’t blame her. Your gaze jumps up to your husband, who stops his horse next to you. Your fingers around the reins become more interesting. You let your hair fall before your face to hide you from his curious stare. “If everything is ready, we can go,” he says loud and clear so everyone can hear him. He rides forward to lead the way while Father Beocca stays next to you on his horse. Soon the two men, the Dane and the Irishman join the line before you. The horse rocks you slowly as you move along with them. “Everything will be fine, Lady,” Osferth says to you with a gentle smile when you look back to see the slowly disappearing city behind the woods. You smile back at him, but the corner of your lips trembles, and you turn back to your saddle. You focus on the quiet noises as the horses’ hooves walk on the path and birds sing between the branches. You hear the three men speaking before you, but you don’t listen to their words. The only way you know the time goes because the sun shines in different ankles above the trees. Your legs become numb, but you say nothing. The only thing you need is them thinking you are nothing just a spoiled girl. If they want to reach Coccham with one ride, so be it. You won’t be the one who stops them.

Of course, it’s not the case.

When you get out of the forest, the sun is orange, and the air is colder than a few hours before. “We will sleep here,” Uhtred says, getting off of the horse, and the others follow his movements. You only can hope your legs don’t give up under you as you jump onto the ground. You adjust the reins on your horse to lead it. You tie it on a branch, looking up to the Irishman who is busy with the others’ horses. “I take care of them,” you tell him. “I’m sure you have other things to do.” “It’s not necessary, Lady,” he smiles at your offer, but you are too stubborn to give up. You don’t want to sit and do nothing while the others are busy making camp for the night. “I insist,” you answer. “I want to be useful.” “You know where the river is?” He asks you, still not sure about your offer. “Yes, I saw it,” you nod, and after a few moments, he smiles, giving you buckets. You are grateful the river is a few steps away behind the trees, seeing the three buckets. You make fast rounds with them and feed the horses. When you think they are done, you make one more round to fill the buckets, so they have water for a while before somebody comes to check on them. “You shouldn’t have done it,” Uhtred says behind you, and you jump from his voice. “What?” You ask him, starting to think over everything you have done. “The horses,” he says, smiling. “Finan is capable of taking care of them.” “As I am,” you answer stubbornly. “Come, eat,” he smiles, nodding to the camp where the others already sit and wait for the food. The short walk to the campfire is awkward. You feel Uhtred's gaze on you the whole time, but he stays silent, and you don’t want to change it. When you reach the others, you sit down next to the priest who gives you a bowl of soup. “Thank you,” you smile at him.

Uhtred wants to be careful and gentle around you. He knows it was not your choice, and you still think of him as a monster. A man who kills Danes while he is a Dane himself. He glanced at you from time to time during their travels. You were deep in your thoughts, but he caught a glimpse of your smile when you answered Father Beocca. Your voice was quiet, and your whole body was rigid on the horse, but he saw the anger and stubbornness in your eyes. He wanted to talk to you, get to know you better before you arrive at your new home, but he found it better if he gave you the chance to feel more comfortable at Beocca’s company.

“She wanted to take care of the horses,” Finan answers at his unspoken question. He looks over the Irishman’s shoulder, seeing you with buckets. Your face is focused on putting water in front of the animals and giving some fruits to others. “She is… nice?” Sihtric says uncertainly. He knows his Lord was unhappy about the King’s decision, but he knows his Lord can be convinced with a pretty face. And you are pretty. Timid for now, but definitely pretty. He has a chance to talk to you a few words before you join the others around the fire, but as you reach them, you escape from his presence. He sits down in front of you with a slight smirk when you look up from your soup, and your gazes meet. The light from the fire illuminates your features. Your eyelashes seem longer, and your lips are red from the warm soup. Your braided hair is messy after the long riding and your cheeks tinted with pink from his staring. He talks with his men, but he can’t help himself but listen to your conversation with the Baby Monk. Your voice is gentle, and you even let a small laugh out of your lips when Beocca says something. “Who is the first watch?” Uhtred asks after a while. He looks over to his men, and he sees the tiredness in their eyes. “I can do it,” you answer, surprising everyone. “We need warrior,” Uhtred answers with a smirk, and it makes you angry. “I can scream,” you answer, holding his gaze. He thinks you want to prove yourself, and he isn’t totally wrong about it, but your motivation more of self-defense. If you stay awake, and he goes to sleep, you don’t have to face him whatever he wants. “Wake me up, if you are too tired,” Uhtred tells you, and you nod.

The camp becomes quiet as the others turn on their sides to get some sleep. Finan starts to snore, but it’s not enough to suppress the noises from the woods. The air is cold around you, but the fire behind you gives you some warmth as you lean back to your arms, looking out of the darkness. Uhtred doesn’t seem so horrible. At least not yet. He is fair with his men, and aside from the jokes, respectful with Beocca. You two didn’t talk much, but he wasn’t rude to you. Of course, it can change. You don’t know how he will act without the others around you, but for now, you can only hope. The hours go by without you noticing. Your back hurts from sitting, and you could sleep, but… let’s be honest, you don’t dare to wake up the man lay not far from you. You stared at him a few times since he fell asleep. His brown hair is really long, as the others said but doesn’t look like a monster. He is tall and robust. He wears Dane clothes, but there is something boyish in his eyes when he says something outrageous, and he knows he will upset Beocca with it. He stirs under your watch, and your gaze jumps back to the dark forest. “You should have woken me up,” he croaks sleepily, moving up from his makeshift bed. “I’m fine,” you tell him. Your heartbeat speeds up, and your body becomes rigid as he sits down next to you. “Go to sleep,” he says. He thought about saying something else, he could talk with you now, but he sees your sleepy expression. “I can stay awake if you are too tired,” you offer him. “No,” he replies. “Go to my bed,” he orders. “It’s already warm.” “Thanks,” you murmur, getting up from your place. The fire is warmer as you get closer, and he was right. His bed is already warm from his body, and you can’t help yourself but sigh as you lay down on the pelts and wrap another one around you. For a few moments, you just stare before you, feeling his eyes on you. You take a deep breath, looking up at him, and you turn around so that your face doesn't burn under his gaze.

#uhtred x reader #uhtred x you #uhtred ragnarsson imagine #uhtred imagine #the last kingdom imagine #the last kingdom x reader

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plush-rabbit · 3 years

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Pining For Tomura Shigaraki

Request: i really liked ur unrequited pining hcs for shigaraki! could i request the opposite where the reader is pining for shigaraki but he’s with someone else? can you make it angst to fluff where they do end up getting together at the end? thank you <3

A/N: I didn’t know how to make it fluffy so I hope this is good enough!!

It’s a pain to see Shigaraki with someone else. It’s a different type of hurt that makes you feel like there’s a weight on your chest, something heavy and unforgiving, all the while every breath that you take is something you have to force. You try to be happy for him, involved in the relationship and happiness that he found, but you can’t bring yourself to be around them too often; and even when you are, you catch yourself staring at them with a forlorn look in your eyes, wishing that you would know how it was like to be so close to him. You want to hold him close to you, you want to know what his hands feel like and how his hands will fit into yours. You want to be closer to him,but you can’t and with him in the arms of another, you can only hold a pillow close to you, hoping that when you wake up, your feelings for him would be gone.

Jealousy courses through you- you want him to be happy, but you also want him to be happy with you. It’s like the relationship is only there to mock you. You want to be happy for him and a part of you is, a part that’s forced to show its face whenever he walks away from you to kiss his partner. You have to smile for him and act like you aren’t bothered by the total disregard he has for you. You’ll wave a hand, a smile on your face as you turn away and find somewhere to just collapse.

You don’t hate either of them. There’s no secret hatred that you have for either, but you can’t lie that you wish that the relationship would end- that it would be some sort of facade to make you jealous or that his partner is secretly a horrible person who’s only using him or something of that fashion, but it isn’t that. He likes them, he gushed about them and came to you with an excited smile on his face telling you how he shared his first with them and during that time, you were more than happy to tell him to go back so you could cry in peace. As cliche as it sounds, it was like your heart had shattered and when it reformed, it was like a piece of it was gone, taken and only an empty space left as a painful reminder. They aren’t horrible either, they’re nice enough, smiling at you and even asking for your opinion to get him a gift. That’s the worst part- they aren’t some monster in the disguise of a pretty face.

The term friend will always be there to describe you. You’re just the spare ear that will listen to him, the shoulder to lean on when he’s gotten into an argument with them. As much as it hurts, you deal with it. You don’t want him to think you’re spiteful, you want to be happy so you wear a brave face and let him wander into your room, and rest against you. You try to give him good advice, telling him what you would like to hear if you were in the relationship. It’s almost a mockery on how he lays beside you, his head resting on your shoulder and both of your legs covered by your blanket. In the morning, he’ll leave and when you walk into the shared living place, you’ll see them beside each other, their hand cusps the side of his face, turning him gently towards them as they press their lips against his.

Shouts can be heard in the entire house- muffled but enough for the rest of the League to give nervous glances to each other. The words are harsh, bitter and barely able to be made out but no one bothers to speak over it. You all simply wince, eyes wide and lips pulled thin when a door is slammed and heavy footsteps grow close. Everyone avoids making eye contact by looking down and acting interested with a pair of cards, but curiosity gets the best of you, and you turn to look at the culprit, your eyes locking with his partner. There are tears in their eyes, their lips pulled into a deep frown and brows knitted. They only tell you two words before they close the door, walking away and leaving the door in silence. Jin whispers the words under his breath, hissing and shaking his head at the end of it. “It’s over.”

Silence feels the room, eyes meeting each other until you’re the center of attention. You aren’t close enough to chase after them and try to figure out what happened. You think you should, you know you probably should considering that they were the one who stormed off with tears in their eyes. And given their statement, you could only assume the worst. A part of you actually feels guilty for having a sprinkle of hope from their statement. Your knees feel weak and you can only mumble a half-hearted thing that can’t even be considered a sentence. Eyes are on you, disappearing as you turn a corner and disappear into the hallway. Your knuckles tap against the wooden door and nothing is said to you in response. You plead behind it, asking to be let in, practically begging.

Worry runs off of you in thick fumes, your forehead creased as you’re allowed entry. He lays on his bed, his face hidden in his hands as his hair creates a halo around him. His bed creases under your weight, your hand is held at his elbow, tugging at his elbow gently. His fingers spread, his eyes peeking between the gaps. His eyes are rimmed red, a soft frown on his lips that part as they ask you why you’re here. You bite your tongue, telling him that you heard- or at least can figure out that something bad had happened between the two of them. He groans in response, turning away from you and groaning into his hands.

You’re told the story- a fight happened, it had escalated, and now they’re over. Officially. You hate the butterflies that happen in your stomach when it’s confirmed. You don’t ask what the fight was about, rationalizing that if he wanted you to know, he would have told you. You two are close. You two should be close but in his hurt state, you know better than to push. Silence is between the two of you- one that grieves a lost relationship while the other sits hoping for something to happen. The bed lifts, your hand leaving his body, opting to give him space but his hand catches your wrist, his eyes still focused on the wall opposite of him, a silent plea that begs you to stay beside him. And who are you to leave your friend to wallow in misery by themselves? You sit beside him, his head resting on your lap and your hand petting at his head.

After the break-up, he’s grown quite attached to you. You aren’t sure if it’s because you were there after the break-up, if he’s just lonely, or if it’s a mixture of both. Even though time has passed, your feelings for him haven’t dimmed and knowing that he’s single has actually strengthened them, making you believe that you actually have a chance with him. Friendship is starting to get too painful, knowing that he’s so close, that he’s choosing to spend time with you and smiling at you like it were the times before he had gotten a partner. It makes you sick. You run your hands through your hair, brows furrowed and your stomach twisting causing you pain. It’s rude of you to assume that he would take notice of the turmoil he’s set on you but you wish he would. You wish that he would recognize the feelings that you have for him.

Confessing to Tomura is a horrible decision, one that makes your mouth dry and tears spring to your eyes. You can’t face him and you regret it but it’s been horrible on you to fester with your feelings with him acting so close to you. He stares at you with a blank face, as if he’s unable to comprehend what you just told him. You turn away from him, a frown on your lips, as you bounce in your place. His index and middle finger press under your chin, gesturing for you to look upwards. He tells you that he had felt some attraction to you before he started dating his ex-partner, but hadn’t figured that you had felt the same, and went for someone else. He confesses how afterwards, he was glad that you had been there for him and that it made him appreciate you more and had made him realize just how much he cares for you. While he isn’t one to rush into a relationship, his hand lowering and going to hold your wrist and step closer to you, he does want to be in one for you and with you, his smile tentative and lopsided.

#bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha imagines #bnha shigaraki tomura #tomura #tomur #tomura shigaraki #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki imagine #shigaraki tomura x reader #tomura headcanons #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki headcanons #i didnt know how to do this without like rushing it #like i didnt want the partner to just be a plot device #that always leaves a bad taste in my mouth #if that makes any sesne #i hope you like it #sorry if you don't

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shhhlikeme · 4 years

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Getting Railed By Your Jealous Bf Ushijima After He Meets Your Childhood Ex (Who Wants You Back!)📱📞

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Birthday Event Req By @juminly :

So I was trying to request the following >.<: a NSFW Ushi drabble with f!reader. Ushi being triggered by jealousy or something that happened between f!reader and someone else? I initially wrote a few kinks and you could go ahead with whatever inspires you! [cockwarming, face-sitting, blowjob, mirror sex, bondage, dirty talk or anything else tbh... and soft!dom!ushi]

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A/N: I’m glad we overcame the technical difficulties for you to eventually send this req. hope you like it babes. I still have 2 more reqs from the event that shouldn’t take too long, thanks for being patient!

(NSFW 18+)

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Getting Railed By Your Jealous Bf Ushijima After He Meets Your Childhood Ex (Who Wants You Back!)📱📞

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Sooooooooo

It’s canon that Ushi is a very calm and collected bf

Your friends love him 💕

Your pet loved him 💕

And your family loves him

Or that’s what Ushi always thought...... until tonight.

You and Toshi went to your parents house for an elegant middle aged people dinner party they were throwing with all their friends from the neighborhood

Ushijima wore a suit and everything 💜💜💜 you wore in a beautiful green dress and small heels to match him

CUTIES

The dinner party was great: 🎶 classy , bougie, ratchet extremely classy haha 💎

Until.......

your parent’s best friends’ son—Jeremy—happened to be home too.

Actually , he surprised everyone, crashing the party unexpectedly

And he brought gifts🤨.

Making a huge entrance that had everyone screaming in delight and hugging him, Ushijima couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of the way your family fawned over your childhood friend

Your parents can’t help but gush over Jeremy, because they’ve always wanted you to marry him and move with him to America to study cosmetic surgery

In high school you two dated a little, but then you realized it was all for the benefit of your parents and you agreed to break up but remained distant friends

You were good with that , as you thought it was a mutual decision

But it wasn’t. Jeremy truly had feelings for you and they hadn’t stopped just because he moved away and finished med school

“These are for you, Y/N.” Jeremy smoothly handed you a bouquet of your favourite type of flowers

You hadn’t the heart to tell him your favourite type had changed since high school :S

“And Wakatoshi-san, I didn’t know you would be here. Apologies.” He shook his hand.

Ushijima’s face was hard. “I don’t know why I would not be.....?” He answered with a slight eyebrow raise, squeezing Jeremy’s hand right back.

Hose down that fire Y/N

Anyway, even though your parents like Ushi a lot, it was pretty obvious to you AND your boyfriend that both them + Jeremy’s parents never gave up hope that you two would one day get back together

Not to mention They were as subtle as elephants in a library

They got the fucking photo album, showing everyone including Ushijima pictures of you and Jeremy bathing together as babies and kissing before prom

SMFH!

“Oh, you live in Beverly Hills, now?” Your mom’s eyes sparkled at Jeremy as he showed her pictures of his mansion on his phone. “Y/N looooves that part of Los Angeles, don’t you, honey?”

You noticed Ushijima stiffen. He was thinking about the love of his life, you, living in LA in Jeremy’s ugly mansion and it pissed this Ace off.

You nodded slowly, giving your mom a warning glance. “Sure, when I was 15.”

“Hey Jeremy, your father told me last weekend that you know of bunch of players on the LA Rams?”

Jeremy nodded proudly. “Yes sir. A lot of their wives and mothers are patients of mine, so the starting line up usually sends me Christmas cards with season passes and signed memorabilia so that I up their women on the waiting lists. Whenever you’re in America and you’d like to go see a game, just let me know.”

You rolled your eyes at how loud your father exclaimed in joy. “I keep telling you to call me YF/N!” He clapped. “And that’s a real sport right there. Football, Baseball, Soccer. Everything else is a joke to real men.” Your father finished.

“DAD!” You chastised, stomping your foot under the table.

“What—?”

You glowered are him. “In case you FORGOT.....Ushijima happens to be a professional volleyball player.”

Your dad had clearly forgotten, trying to blubber out an apology. Ushijima interrupted him, putting a hand on yours to settle his furious girlfriend.

“That’s quite alright, sir. I took no offence to it.” Ushi was used to other men not recognizing volleyball as a manly sport—he is very confident so that didn’t bother him. Rather, what stung was the fact that your father had never asked Toshi to call him by his first name before, and you two had been dating for three years.

To your dismay, Yours and Jeremys parents continued to say annoying shit like that all night

Jeremy loved it 🙄

You hated it, and defended your man at any chance you got

Ushijima stayed silent through it all, trying to calm you down actually.

Like I said he’s confident and not easily shaken

He only had had enough when the conversation changed to Jeremy’s explanation of liking his life and his career but it all never seeming good enough because of “the one that got away” and how “she seems happy in a relationship now” but “he would do anything to get her back”

Meanwhile he’s sneaking heartfelt glances at you 🤬🤬🤬🤢

Your mother and father were doting, looking at you and eachother as if to say “come onnnnn Y/N give him another chance”

Ushijima picked up on it all.

At one point during Jeremy’s explanation of ‘the one that got away’ you stuck your finger down your throat to make a gagging noise childishly

YOUR PARENTS WERE NOT HAPPY LMAO

anyway, at the end of the night you said bye to everyone..... and Jeremy asked to speak to you in private on the empty porch

Ushijima watched with a locked jaw by the car, leaning on it so he could stare openly

He was justly heated as he watched the conversation (but couldn’t hear anything) happening on the porch at night

He witnessed Jeremy write down what had to be his number and hold it in front of you for you to take

You hesitated, not sure if you should take it just to avoid causing more waves with both parents or to stomp on his foot

Luckily you didn’t need to do either because Ushijima had silently stormed over in a millisecond, whisking the paper from Jeremy’s hand, staring at his number written on the paper before crumbling it and throwing it over his shoulder.

“She doesn’t need it. Goodnight, Jeremy.”

Ushi grabbed your hand and walked you to the car angry af, you had to jog in your heels to keep up with him

This man was maaad and silent the whole way home, thinking about how everyone seems to be so sure that your ex could have given you a better life

He still held your hand the entire drive though, so clearly he wasn’t mad at you ❤️

He hated that everyone liked this Jeremy better all because he went down the conventional path to success:

Hadn’t Toshi paid for everything? Hadn’t Toshi massaged your feet? Hadn’t Toshi made you extremely happy? Hadn’t they seen how you were treated? Did you believe someone could do better?

Nonsense.

Toshi knew that he was the BEST boy and that no one could dare love you more or treat you better....... and you tended to agree

But Toshi needed to hear you say it.

He needed to feel it, too.

Upon arriving at yours & Toshi’s gorgeous modern home:

Toshi hurriedly closed the door

you hadn’t even fully taken off your heels yet when you felt your boyfriend pressed himself against you from behind, lifting your dress up and rubbing his long hard cock print on your pantied pussy lips as you bent over

You moaned and started to get wet immediately

“Take off the panties.” He ordered.

you did obviously 😭 almost tripped with how fast you did it

Horny bish lol

Your boyfriend then picked you up in his strong arms and walked a few steps into the foyer, placing you so your ass was sitting on the 7th marble stair. He knelt down in between your legs and spread them while you sat on the staircase

He squeezed your ass in his large hands and dove into your pussy with his lips then tongue, immediately skipping the gentle licks... and tongue fucking your entrance into oblivion

His tongue was wet, strong and needy and fuck you choked on your own cries

You threw your head back, already screaming Ushi’s name

“Mmm scream my name just like that. Let everyone hear who you belong to.” He paused tongue fucking you to order.

you shuddered as you felt his warm breath on your clit and Ushi expertly enclosed his mouth around your sopping cunt, French kissing your clit into his mouth and sucking on it like a tiny lollipop

You tugged on his hair and screamed his name louder, feeling your interior walls clench

Once your legs started shaking because you were about to fall over the edge, Ushi picked you up again, making you wrap your legs around his waist

Toshi bent down quickly to empty his pockets which consisted of his keys, wallet, and his phone, placing it where you were just sitting when he was eating you out

Ushiwaka pressed your back against the wall beside the staircase.....

He held your entire body weight with one arm as he leaned in to kiss your neck, using his other hand to unbuckle his belt and kick his pants off

When he was freed & nude, he asked you kindly if you were ready and once you nodded he put one of his feet on the sixth stair, the other on the fifth, then thrusted deep into your soaking heat

He wasted no time in pounding you into the wall, the slight pain of the hard wall and your boyfriend’s hard dick somehow heightening the pleasure factor

Ushijima took both of your wrists in his gigantic hand and locked them above your head as he gave you nice and deep thrusts the way you both like it

“So fucking wet. All because of me, correct? I’m the only one who makes your pussy drip like this.”

Your pussy answered:💧 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧

Your vaginal walls squeezed around his dick and you bit his shoulder because the pleasure disallowed you to speak and Ushi groaned out

“Say. This. Tight. Pussy. Is. Mine.” He grunted as he circled his hips a bit while pounding, his voice grave.

Toshi picked up the pace as your soaking wet walls clenched around him even more from his dirty talk.

“Say. Who. This. Pussy. Belongs. To. Beautiful.”

You were being fucked too well, you couldn’t speak, you could only moan ... like usual

But your boyfriend wasn’t having any of that tonight.

He let go of your captive wrists and held you with both hands again, stepping downstairs and stopping in front of the large mirror in your foyer, turning so that only you could see yourself poking over his large shoulder, along with your boyfriend’s fine juicy ass and back calf muscles 🤤

Ushi grabbed the back of your neck (not enough to hurt) but just enough so that your head was up and you were looking at yourself in the mirror. He began to fuck you again, getting nice and deep in your pussy as he made you bounce on his dick in his arms

“Are you seeing yourself?” He laughed sexily. “Getting dumb-fucked, Princess? Whose dick are you taking, Y/N?” Wakatoshi groaned as your pussy clenched around him even more. He could tell you were about to cum and that he wouldn’t be long after. But he needed to hear you say something first.

“Who is your first choice, Y/N? Who fucks you like this every night? Who’s dick can you never get enough of? Me? Or Him?”

In your stupor, you watched yourself in the mirror: Toshi’s delectable ass flexing as he pushed in and out of you, feeling his strong hand gripping your neck. You weren’t a big talker during sex and bae knew that, but the amazing feeling of this angry jealous sex was too much, his big dick felt too fucking good..... and one particularly hard thrust from him that grazed your g-spot in the besssst way gave you the energy to cry out;

“YOU, TOSH. FUCK THAT JEREMY, HE COULD NEVER FUCK ME LIKE YOU DO. OR TAKE CARE OF ME LIKE YOU DO. I DON’T WANT OR NEED ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU. YOU’RE THE BEST BOY WITH THE BEST DICK. NO ONE CAN EVEN C-COME CLOSE TO YOU. YOU —OH, OH, OH MY GOD, I’M GONNA—“

Wakatoshi let go of your neck, landing soft kisses on your neck while he returned to gripping your ass with both hands now, sliding you up and down his long, hard, soaking wet dick from your juices.

It felt so fucking good 😩

“That’s right princess. I’ve heard enough, baby. I knew it: I just needed to hear you say it. Now cum for me.”

when you did, you made sure to scream out all the praises you always told toshi when you weren’t getting fucked, making him feel like a King, reassuring him that your mind, body, and soul belonged to him and NO ONE else.

Wakatoshi found his release soon after from your pussy but also from your words, shooting his thick cum up inside you for you to take as he caressed your back and whispered how much he loved you in your ear.

Then, as you laid limp in his arms, he left his cock to stay warm inside you and went back to the stairs, fully prepared to go head up and bathe you, then put you to bed.

But as he passed the sixth step, though, Toshi bent down to pick up his keys, wallet and phone that he’d set there.

As you fell asleep on his shoulder, Ushi grinned at his phone screen, pressing send to the voicemail message he’d just recorded.

Whoops 😏 must have accidentally butt-dialed someone before fucking you and left a long message by accident

😕ohno😕

With a photographic memory, it wasn’t difficult for the Ace to remember such a plastic surgeon’s phone number when Ushi saw it on the note.....

And Toshi could explain to you how sorry he was that he’d accidentally dialed it before railing you to sleep on the stairs and in the foyer

But truth be told, your boyfriend’s only real regret would be not being able to see the look on Jeremy’s face when he listened to it on his flight back home.

Bday Event Masterlist

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