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Pretty girls—Miguel O'Hara
🕸synopsis: you might've really lucked out choosing this one to be the father of your child.
🕸tags: fem!reader × Miguel O'Hara
🕸genre: fluff...mostly :)
🕸author's note: hi. this has nothing to do with all the projects I've got going on. I've had a really shitty day so this was like a comfort fic for me. hope you enjoy <3
Crying. Again. It was the third time this night. You were on the brink of losing it. You tried everything, feeding her, boiling some soothing leaves and bottle feeding her, changing her perfectly clean diapers, holding her and lulling her to sleep. It all worked momentarily, only for her to start crying again.
Your body was exhausted and you were about to cry, but you shook your head. This is parenthood. You knew it was going to be hard.
So you sat up and sighed, readying yourself to find some creative way to lull her to sleep again. As you got up, you felt your husband's hands pull you back onto the matress.
"Lo manejaré, amor."
[I'll handle it, love.]
He sounded extremly sleepy. You shook your head. "No, you have work tommrow, Mig. I—"
"You deserve to rest. I don't mind. Try to sleep a little."
He moved over and kissed your forehead, kicking off the blanket and moving over to the crib beside your bed. You watched him lean down, and pick her up. She was so small compared to him, and it was always so hesrtwarming watching her cuddle closer to him as soon as he picked her up. Her cries got a little less loud.
"Cariño, realmente has cansado a mamá." He whispered, his big hands on her back, supporting it. "¿Qué es? Habla con papá."
[Darling, you've really tired mommy. What is it? Talk to daddy.]
He started moving from side to side, and she calmed down even more, now cooing, as if replying to him. "Mhm, mhm.." Miguel looked over at you, then gave you a lopsided smile. "Let's go out, mija. Your mom needs her beauty sleep." He winked at you, then headed out of the bedroom door, closing it behind him.
You tried to sleep, but with no avail. You've awoken too much to be able to go back to your slumber. And it didn't help that you didn't have Miguel to cuddle near you. You stayed in bed for a few minutes, then, you heard it.
Music.
It was low, and soft. But it was there. Curiosity filled you. It couldn't be the neighbours, the music wasn't that loud. It was coming from outside.
You got up, putting on Miguel's robe and stepping out of the room.
"Mm, you like this song, Gabi?" Miguel was still as shirtless as he was when he went to bed, only wearing his sweats. Gabriella was resting her head on his shoulder, sucking on her pacifier. Her eyes were fluttering, and her fists were opening and closing around her father's arm, squeezing his skin. He was humming to her, the song playing was the one you danced to at your wedding. "Can't wait to show you the wedding photos, Mija. Tu madre se veía hermosa." Gabriella cooed. "Tsk, yeah, just like you. You get your pretty looks from her, don't you?" He kissed her head, one full of thick brown hair like his, and continued to gently sway from side to side, to the beat of the music.
[Your mother looked gorgeous.]
You moved a bit closer, not wanting to disturb them. It was one thing that Gabriella was finally actually going to sleep, but this sight infront of you was something you wished you could freeze. If you could pause your life, it would always be paused at this moment.
You set your head against the wall, watching them sway. Miguel had queit the singing voice, and it was really cute. You didn't get to hear it often, he always acted all serious when you even mentioned it. But here he was. Singing softly to his daughter.
"Mm, you're growing so fast, Gabi.."He hummed, "I'm sorry I'm not here as much as I should be. Leaving your mother to be with you all the time. It's not fair to either of you." You never really complained to him, or even mentioned being upset at him not spending enough time with the both of you. You loved spending time with Gabi, and you just wished he'd be there more often so he would watch her grow up along side you. To know he's feeling like this made you a little upset. You wanted to comfort him.
"I promise that'll change from tommrow. I got that promotion, just don't tell mom yet, okay? I want to take her out and tell her then." He patted her back, "Nuestro pequeño secreto, hm, mija?"
[Our little secret, hm, dear?]
Seems like you'll have to pretend you didn't hear that.
You moved, and the wood creaked underneath you. Gabriella let out a little sound, but she fell back asleep queitly after. Miguel turned to look at you, a sleepy smile on his face.
"Couldn't sleep?" He whispered. You walked over to him, taking his robe off of you and placing it on his shoulders. "Not without you.." Miguel chuckled, his hands wrapping around your waist from the other side, pulling you close. "Mm, Mis chicas guapas.." He kissed your head like he'd done with Gabriella earlier.
[My pretty girls.]
"She only slept when I picked her up and held her close to me. Just like her mother." He joked. You cuddled near him, putting your hand on his chest, your head on his shoulder. He was securing Gabriella with one arm, and pulling you closer with the other. "Mm, maybe she likes you more than she likes me. A daddy's girl."
"Tsk, how could anyone like me more than you, amor?" You hummed, his warmth and scent calming your fried nerves. "Come, I'm sure she's asleep by now." He took your hand in his, leading you back to the room.
You watched as Miguel put Gabriella down gently into her crib, kiss her forehead, then turn to you. He didn't say anything, just gently took your hands and led you outside.
With the music still playing, you put both your hands on his chest, while both of his wrapped around your waist. His head rested on top of yours as the both of you swayed to the music.
"Can you imagine the day of Gabi's quince?" You mumbled, closing your eyes. "Or her wedding? I know she's still so small, but the thought of her growing up so fast.."
"Mm, I can't imagine them to be honest. I think I want her to stay like this. I don't like the idea that she will have to let go of me eventually." He replied, his grip around your waist tightening just a bit. You giggled, no matter how he tried to hide it, he was the biggest softie at heart. "I take you won't like it when she gets her first boyfriend."
"Hmph, let's get you to bed, amor." You laughed at his attitude. His little pout and furrowed brows. "I'm only joking, hermoso," You tip toed, leaving a tender kiss on the corner of his mouth. "But you're right, we should get to bed."
Once you've turned off the music, and you returned to the bed, a sense of comfort washed over you as Miguel wrapped his arms around you for the night.
However hard life was as of now, you were just glad to have your sweet husband to help you push through it.
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"LYLA?"
She zipped beside him, the glow of her hologram reflecting against his tired crimson eyes.
"What...am I doing? That isn't leading me to where he is." His eyes never left the screen as he watched his counterpart. His counterpart who had a beautiful daughter, and a wife who loved him so dearly. His counterpart who was laying on a soft bed with the woman he loved near him, wrapped so tightly in his arms.
"Well," LYLA frowned, almost sorrowful.
"You weren't really able to save your version of her in your universe, were you?"
#miguel spiderverse#marvel#lyla spiderverse#gwen stacy#gabriella o’hara#miguel o'hara#hobie brown#atsv pavitr#into the spider verse#across the spiderverse#astv miguel#miguel x reader#miguel spiderman#miguel x you#miguel o hara fluff#miguel o hara angst#spider noir#spider punk#spider gwen#spiderman 2099#spiderman#spider man: across the spider verse
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beaming mornings
phillip graves x reader
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The emptyness fills your soul as you wait, the nothingness gets extremly unbareable the longer it lasts. The days head past you each millisecond and the painful feeling still lingers. Even after you had gotten with the man you love most in your life - Phillip Graves. You love him and he, you. But the feeling of your unfilled heart takes over your thoughts. You knew deep down he loved you. Hell, everyone knew he loved you - but with the trauma of your past you could never believe it. Phillip Graves was one of the most sweetest men you had ever met, despite his past with the 141 and all the crimes and shit, but you still loved him through all of it. He just needed you - he just wanted you. And here you are. He is a gentle lover, always soft with his touches and his speech was careful as ever when it came to you. Even though it was hard with his commanding voice and his demanding personality formed from war and outrage, he still was always so kind to you. Loving him wasn't that hard - others had thought it would have been but it was a thrill.
Waking up with a heavy build plastered on top of your person, you instantly knew it was him. "Fuck man,” you groan softly - almost sounding as if it was a moan. "Get off Phil" you half chuckle while trying to lift the beast of the man off of you. A rough groan sounds from the building on top of you as you try your very hardest to push him off but as always it doesn't work.
"Doll one second.” He finally speaks while you sigh and lean your head back onto the pillow accepting your fate. As you sit in silence while Phil goes back to sleep the thoughts set in again - maybe it was you self sabotaging the relationship or maybe you really had a gut feeling but the endless supply of loose thoughts ran hysterically through your head for a while until you put a stop to them. "We uhm.. I need to get ready Phil." quietly murmuring your excuses as you manage to push him off and scoot yourself away from him. He groans loudly as if he were a kid and his iPad got taken off him. “where you goin doll?” he questions your random lie as you pop out of bed and undress.
Taking off your ,well his, shirt as you can see Phil in the corner of your eye jolt up in the bed and gloom his eyes at you.
"Fuck, you're so pretty.” He compliments you as he admires you in full awe. You are so gorgeous to him all the time. Your body is so pretty to him, God. He could look at it for years.
Taking off your underwear as he awes you - his eyes full of lust and love while you sigh dismisivly at him. “shut it” a hard stone cold answer and then he could tell something was wrong.
"baby doll." he says in his commanding voice and you jolt instantly to look over at him. He rotates his eyes down your body to take a peak as you look over at him with those lucious doe eyes. "C'mere darlin” God you love how much he showers you with compliments. You had tried to bend over to pick up your shirt that Phil had thrown the previous night but as soon as you move a centermeter, Phil grasps your body and man-handles you to the bed.
“philllllll” you whine as he rubs your thighs and hips getting nearer to your sex as you can even blink. "Oi!" you tell him as he touches your slit and you smack him jokenly.
“im sorry baby.. cant help it” he mumbles against your skin as he kisses the piece of skin at your neck softly. “ whats bothering you doll?" whispering as if drunk off you while holding his lips gently at our neck - peppering the skin with kisses and nipping you to leave his marks. It's not like you were gunna tell him even if he was being like this with you but I guess it was worth a try. You weren't a very open person - never been and never will be. It takes a bit to open up and Phil respects and knows that. So that's why Phil was never angry at your emotions raging out or your sobs or outbursts because he knows it takes a lot for you to even let out one spike of tear.
The sigh you created lets out around the air and you look down at him as he had monuvered himself on top of you. Lifting himself up a bit so you don't get squashed underneath him. "Just didn't get a good sleep.” Another excuse to get out of this situation you had created and only you were in. He breathes softly next to your skin, heating up the space with his warm breath as you squirm underneath him. "need you off Phillip." still groaning from under him.
"I'll go make us breakfast and let's see how you feel after you've eaten, hm?” he suggests and as soon as you can even respond he's up and out. You had just slumped into the bed, letting it take you as a prisoner.
After a bit a strong scent forms from the room behind the bedroom door. Breakfast. Yum. God you loved him - cooking you a good nice breakfast just because you were in a shitty mood. Finally lifting yourself up and instantly receiving a headache you just groan. Fuck today was going to sting. Walking into the kitchen to see him. Wearing just his gray joggers, you knew he wasn't wearing anything underneath them. Your eyes flirted with staring at his arse or his hips - a hard choice. His hips were so slutty, slim but thick and just so fucking hot but on the other side his arse was nice and cute. Hurling your arms around his waist as he flips a pancake as he exhales.
"baby!" he exclaims, "I got pancakes, hashbrowns annnddd some fruit and bacon.” You look over to the counter with all the stuff on it - you felt loved for once. It was so silly as well. "I love you Phil." blurting out as he chuckles all gently. The softness is as squishy as a plushie as he beams from ear to ear. "I love you too doll."
#call of duty#character x reader#cod x reader#reader insert#mw2#cod mw2#phillip graves#graves x reader#graves mw2#graves mwii#graves x you#graves cod#phillip graves x reader#phillip graves cod#phillip graves smut#phillip graves x you#phillip graves mw2#cod graves#modern warfare#shadow company#cod mw#v1x3n!writes
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Hello! I was wondering if you could do a starfire reader? LIKE HOW WOULD THEY REACT TO SEEING THE READER HAVE SUPER HUMAN STRENGTH AND BEING ABLE TO SHOOT BEAMS OUT OF HER EYES AND HANDS and ONTOP OF THAT BEING EXTREMLY GORGEOUS? , also you can pick the gods AND humans
-You were certainly the oddball in Valhalla, being from a completely different world all together, but you had proved yourself on earth as a hero time and time again.
-Your bravery and your kindness is what led Brunnhilde to choose you to come to Valhalla after you died, sacrificing yourself to save another.
-Valhalla was so vast and so beautiful and you got to meet many of the historical figures and gods that your friends had told you about.
-You were certainly an attention grabbing, be able to fly, shoot energy beams from your hands and your eyes, you were as physically strong as the strongest gods in Valhalla, but you were also a total smoke show on top of it!
-You couldn’t go anywhere in Valhalla without making heads turn, male or female, and you were so friendly and warm to everyone that you met that everyone could help but like you.
-Many challenged you to fights, wanting to test your strength, and you smiled so warmly that it actually threw them off before you showed off your combat knowledge and strength, you were able to take on groups of warriors on your own with ease!
-Hercules- One of the first people you met in Valhalla was Hercules and you remember your friends telling you that he too was a hero, so of course you had to meet him! He originally thought you were just a fan of his, but you surprised him with your strength, greeting him as a fellow warrior. After learning you were actually an alien, he was stunned and when he saw you sparring with other warriors, he asked to fight you and you were happy to oblige! You started off with friends, sparring, having fun, and just spending time with each other. Neither of you are completely sure when you started dating, as you clung to his back, your arms around his neck, pecking his cheek in greeting and he would always return it, treating you so softly.
-Loki- You met Loki high up in the sky above Valhalla, flying through the clouds before you noticed you had a tail, an unknown man flying after you. You were easily able to lose him in the clouds, almost like you were playing tag with this man. He lost you, looking around, “Where did she go?” you lunged out of the clouds, your arms wrapping around his neck, “I win!” when he managed to turn, annoyed that you managed to best him, he was stunned by your beauty and open affections. His arms wound around your waist, giving you a warm grin, “You sure did!” your elation at his words made him smile so warmly as you spun around together in midair, having fun. Loki was quick to call dibs on you, and when you asked him what that meant he just grinned, telling you that he wanted to date you! You were shocked but were quick to tackle him to the ground to attack him with kisses, which he thoroughly enjoyed.
-Nikola- When he found out you were an alien, an actual real alien! He almost ran you over when he full power sprinted to come and find you. He was in awe, you looked nothing like how he thought you would look like, you mostly looked human, save a few features like your unique hair color and eyes. You were amazed to learn this enthusiastic man was a scientist, and you were elated to tell him all about your people and your powers. Nikola was quite shy when you picked him up princess style, holding him so easily, and flew around with him, but he did admit that it was fun! You allowed him to study the energy that you fired from your hands and eyes, letting him ramble about the radiation behind it without it being harmful to others unless if hit by one. Nikola was definitely just in it for the research, but when you started to hug him and cling to him, asking questions, it was pretty hard not to fall for you. When he gave you a flower, a rose, telling you that he liked you and wanted to date you, you fried his brain after attacking him with kisses, but he had a big smile on his face, so you knew he was fine.
-Chen Gong- How in heaven, hell, Valhalla, space, wherever- did Chen Gong manage to get your attention?! This was a question many asked themselves every single day! Yes, he was a respectable man, serving under the powerful Lu Bu, a great strategist, and had unwavering loyalty, but how did he get a babe like you?! You chose him because he was so sweet to you, treating you like you were the most precious thing in the universe to him, treating with you so much respect and adoration, never doubting your strength, and his loyalty and devotion to you is what drew you to him. You can’t remember exactly how you met him, all you can remember is how red his face gets when you hug him, hanging off his shoulders while you float behind him. The more time you spent with him the less red he would get when you would hug and kiss him, but it turned into a bit of a game for you, to see how you could get his cheeks to flush; while embarrassed sometimes by your antics, he adored you to pieces.
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Seven days a week couple oc getting hit on in a club and jk being extremly jealous drabble
nsfw for oral (reader receiving), public sex
"hey, handsome."
you nearly crash into someone, grip tightening on two drinks you're carrying back from the bar. you release a soft sigh of relief when the liquid in them settles. "hi. excuse me, please."
you weave around the young man, hastening your step. you don't get far before he steps in front of you again, grinning up at you with hungry eyes.
"where are you off to in such a hurry? c'mon, let's chat a while. my name's hyungbae."
"i am off to see my boyfriend," you say particularly, glancing over the heads of the crowds. you can't find him anywhere and he's not at the table you left him at – shit. he's probably in the bathroom.
"oh, really? which one is he? i wanna congratulate him – he must be gorgeous to catch someone like you."
"he is very beautiful," you agree, trying to edge your way around him. he follows, though, and it's too crowded to simply run off. you can't be bothered to be any sort of polite for this stranger. he doesn't deserve it. you play dumb. "long hair, nice arms, great ass. oh, and those thighs are just amazing when they're up on my shoulders – i would fuck him 'til my hips fracture."
he blinks, a little taken aback by your crass words and airy voice. still, he perseveres, which is more than you can say of other people. "are you sure you don't want to try something different? hey, five minutes in that alley outside together, maybe you'll be a little more interested."
you chuckle. "five minutes? that's a little sad." you stop next to the empty table you once occupied with jungkook. "i'm flattered, but i'm really not interested. i am perfectly happy with my partner and wouldn't throw him away for anything – especially not a five-minute handy."
"that wasn't the plan, handsome. people often change their minds after i use my mouth," he says slyly.
"hey, baby. this asshole bothering you?"
both of you turn as jungkook approaches, his face dark with simmering anger. he hooks his finger in your belt loop, staring hyungbae down. you smile at him, pressing your lips to his temple. he doesn't tear his eyes away, but leans into your touch.
"yes," you say pleasantly, and the man's eyes widen incredulously. "i told him i had a loving partner, but he still followed me all the way from the bar and won't stop asking me to let him suck my dick."
if possible, his expression darkens even further, his jaw working as his molars grind. his eyes narrow. jungkook leans in and fixes him with a dangerous glare.
"you think you can bother my boyfriend by telling him how miserable you are?" he growls. "do you have no respect for yourself? you don't even get paid for it, yet you go around begging randos to stick their dicks in your mouth for five measly minutes! shit, man, this was the most pathetic attempt at trying to fuck my boyfriend i've ever seen, and i've seen many. usually, i go on the normal spiel of 'he's mine, back the hell up', but you don't even deserve that. fuck off, cocksucker, before i knock out your damn teeth."
he glares as the man scampers off, stumbling over his own feet. he harrumphs and takes a seat in your lap, as you had taken a spot at the table while he shouted. you smile gently and wrap your arm around his tiny waist, lifting the glass to your lips. "i'm so proud of you, sweetheart. you didn't shove or punch him once."
"i was about to," he growls, his arms folded across his chest. you can feel his heart thudding in his chest – he was really riled up. "motherfucker... i bet he doesn't even give good head. i'm much better at it."
you hum, soothing him by rubbing his hip and hooking your chin over his shoulder. "that's right. you do."
he shifts on your lap, lifting his chin as he glares daggers into the man's head. he's off standing in a corner, glancing back at jungkook every so often before rapidly whipping his head back around. "mhm... fuck, i'm so sick of people coming onto you the moment i disappear for one second. can you wear a mask next time we go out, or something? your good looks and lovely disposition are like a siren song to these assholes."
"if you want me to." you kiss his neck. "relax, love. you protected me so well tonight. you don't need to burn up like a firecracker anymore."
he huffs, leaning back against your chest. "sorry... i can't really help it. i'm just so – ugh, y'know?"
you tuck his hair back into his ponytail, smoothing it down. "it's okay, baby. i understand."
you glance back at hyungbae and get an idea.
"so, sweetheart... you said you were good with your mouth?"
"yeah." he glances back at you, arching an eyebrow. "what are you thinking about...?"
you give him a secret, filthy grin and glide your hand down his stomach to his bulge, making him jump and gasp, gripping your arms. "well, it's quite dark in here, and you're wearing black from head to toe. nobody would see you in the shadows."
he moans softly, nibbling on his lower lip. his eyes glitter mischievously. "oh, you're bad... so bad."
you kiss his cheek and he laughs softly. "are you telling me that you're not interested?"
your hand lifts from the front of his leather pants. he grabs your wrist and puts it back. "never said that. just that you're a very bad influence on me."
he tilts your face towards his and drops a deep kiss on your lips. he slides down your body, settling himself between your thighs and staring up at you with a grin under the table.
you lean back, glancing around, and run your hand over his curls, resting your palm on his ponytail. the other hand lifts your glass to your lips as he takes you eagerly into his mouth.
"hi there. are you drinking alone tonight?"
with a smile, you set down your glass and tilt your head towards the other glass of alcohol, which has sat untouched until now. "not at all. my boyfriend's here with me right now."
"oh, uh... right now? where is he?"
you grip jungkook's ponytail and pull him down on your cock. you smirk. "under the table."
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Cinderella boy pokemon AU; #1
~Buddy~
Liepard ♀️
Starter. Ex Libris gives a pokemon egg to everyone once they hit the age of 10, the same age they are allowed to start collecting narratonin, so the pokemon can assist the key bearer. Buddy hatched a purrloin which later evolved into a Liepard.
Liepard's are elegant and sleek pokemon with gorgeous fur, despite their apperences, Liepard's are generally vicious and moody.
Buddy's own liepard isn't any different with generally unfriendly attitude towards strangers. She doesn't shy away from scratching her own trainer if he happens to displease him yet will act like a kicked lillipup if she doesn't get hourly kisses and pets from Buddy.
She is also Buddy's stylist and personal trainer as every morning she spends 15 minutes grooming his hair to perfection and all the excersize Buddy really needs is carrying that spoiled apex predator, which is almost the same height as him, around when she feels like getting babied.
Arbok ♀️
Tamed pokemon. Ekans is a regular pokemon in the abondened corners of the ex libris dungeon, before he got his first pokemon, Buddy used to spend hours trying to befriend this one. Getting poisoned countless times in the progress. The second Buddy got his first pokemon and pokeballs, he ran to the dungeon to finally catch her. He was so excited that he fumbled the pokeballs so the Ekans headbutted one herself.
She enjoys eating lots of treats, getting tiny scratches with a tiny toothbrush and regularly committing to Buddy's life by wrapping around him as he sleeps.
In her defence, she really loves cuddling and doesn't realize she is squeezing too hard in her sleep. Buddy doesn't mind it one bit.
Ariados ♀️✨
Shiny (I couldn't miss the chance to make her purple) and Buddy's first catch. The abondened corners of the dungeons of ex libris attract many small wild pokemon and makes it a prime spot to train. Spinarak's prefer forests so Buddy never saw one before catching her.
It wasn't until a whole month later that he learned his spinarak was shiny.
She enjoy creating eleborate patterned lace webs to decorate with and seeing his trainer add them to his clothing. Ariados' has extremly sturdy webs so Buddy regularly wears them and uses them to accessorise. (And, well, she gets sad when he doesn't.)
Salazzle ♀️
Rescued pokemon. Buddy found her as an injured salandit and sneaked her inside the Ex Libris headquarters until she healed.
But she never left and now Buddy has a giant poisonous lizards bigger than him.
Salazzle is an extremely affectionate pokemon. Combined with her natural strength, you get a pokemon who can easily pick Buddy up and carry him around despite his protests.
Nidoking ♂️
Caught pokemon. When Buddy first met him, he was an unnaturally large Nidoran that he first mistook as a Nidorino that had a knack for knocking down trees. It took three hours and countless pokeballs before Buddy finally added him to the team and learned that he was still just a Nidoran.
His unnaturally large proportion continued on as he evolved, allowing Buddy to ride him when he was just a Nidorino with no trouble. As a Nidoking, he can easily tower over other of his kind when he is on two feet. But because of his mass, he can't support his weight for too long and always walks around in 4 feet. He almost always has at least one of his teammates hitching a ride on his back.
He is extremely aggressive and territorial. Lashes out easily at strangers which forces Buddy to spend every waking hour keeping him in check. Thankfully, he seems to accept his trainer and teammates as his pack. Showing incredible patience to their shenigans.
Galarian Slowking ♂️
Stolen pokemon. Buddy saw him at a night fair he snuck out to. He was dangerously underweight and overworked as his trainer used him for 'shows' and neglected to give him breaks or water. After seeing the Slowking pass out from exhaustion, Buddy sneaked backstage and stole him.
After feeding and tending to him, Buddy released the pokemon and went back to ex libris. Around 2 months later, he woke up to his Liepard snarling up a storm and the same Galarian Slowking standing in his room. After that, he never left.
He generally prefers to do his own stuff but hates to be left alone. Carrying his stuff to whatever room Buddy is in so he can tinker with his stuff and bask in his trainers presence. He also enjoy getting fed by hand and claimed the end of Buddy's bed as his own.
#who should i do next?#feel free to ask me anything!#cinderella boy#cinderella boy webtoon#chase hollow#buddy#mall goth#pokemon#pokemon au#cinderella boy pokemon au
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@simandy Bellucci hair is super gorgeous and extremly versatile. As soon as I opened the game, I made like 7 sims with this hair but for the sake of convenience you're only seeing one.
CC Links below:
Sim 1:
skintone by @lamatisse, ears @/goblinsims, dress @candysims4, shoes @trillyke , veins @pyxiidis
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Ok,so. Can i request Headcanons for Shinso, shoto, Katsuki, eijiro and shota aizawa (and any other boy you maybe want)with a reader who is extremly insecure about her thighs?
Reader pls fem! and she has big thighs <3
Love your bloggs ><
absolutely!! i hope i did this request justice, i've never really written anything like this. also never forget that you are nothing less than divine perfection deserving to be worshipped and loved <3
characters: bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, shinsou, aizawa
warnings: mildly suggestive
Bakugo
i think katsuki would be the most confused when he found out you were insecure about your big thighs
in general, i always headcanon that he's more body neutral than anything, and so doesn't see the need to pick at his own appearance and doesn't really understand why others do it
he may brush you off at first, he can be a bit emotionally stupid at times, but once he realizes this is a real insecurity of yours he'd soften up in his own way
"why, idiot? you're fine the way you are. your thighs are thick and strong, that's a good thing." he says like it's the most obvious thing in the world, and in katsuki's language that's basically code for "your thighs and all the rest of you is beautiful, think of them in a positive way and not in a negative one"
and while he's not the best with his words, he'd be mindful with his actions, and show you how much he loves your thighs in that way
he'll keep a hand on your thigh if you guys are sat next to each other, occasionally giving them an affectionate squeeze. if he sees you in shorts or leggings or anything else that shows them off, he'd mutter out a little "that looks good on you" just for your ears to hear
Todoroki
i think shoto would also be a bit confused
however, unlike katsuki, he understands the feeling of insecurity you feel, he's felt it too about himself
and the fact that you're feeling it makes him sad, because he sees you as the most beautiful being to ever bless this earth
he'd frown, and his hand would almost instinctively travel down to your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze and running his hand up and down it
"...but why?" he says quietly, tilting his head, "they're so pretty. i love especially when you wear shorts and sit down, and they spill out of the shorts." and he's telling you this in full earnest, kissing over the dark blush on your cheeks
"i think they're perfect." he murmurs against your skin. "i think you're perfect. i wish you'd see that." and he pulls back a bit with a soft sigh, giving your thigh another light squeeze
from then on, just like katsuki, if he sees you wear anything that reveals or accentuates your thighs, he'll compliment them specifically
"your thighs make that dress look gorgeous, my love"
"mm, those leggings are nice. i love how well your thighs fill them out."
Kirishima
absolutely not, not on his watch
eijirou cannot have you feeling like anything less than a deity, if you don't realize that he worships you, your body, and the ground you walk on then he has failed his job as a boyfriend, and he cannot have that
will pout like a child, and without hesitation he grabs your legs and anchors them up and apart so that he can settle himself between your thighs, nuzzling and kissing them
"but baby, your thighs are like, the best part of you! and so is your face! and your boobs! and your tummy! and-"
he can and will go on forever if you do not stop him
from then on, he makes it a point to always nuzzle and kiss at your thighs whenever he can
anytime you guys are alone together, you can bet he will find a way and he won't stop until you're a squirming, blushing mess, and then he'd kiss his way back up your body and insist you say how perfect your thighs are out loud
"say it, c'mon baby"
"eiji, i-"
"nuh uh, don't 'eiji' me, say it!"
"..."
"babeeeeeee-"
"fine, fine! i-... i have perfect thighs"
"damn right you do" and he looks so goddamn smug
Shinsou
hitoshi will not even let you finish speaking before his head is between your thighs. he's the biggest thigh man so he thinks it's basically illegal if he lets you think bad about your thighs for a moment longer
"these?" he asks, brows raised as he wraps his large hands around each thigh, giving them a little squeeze, "these are perfection incarnate. they're soft, and warm, and perfect for taking naps on, and you know when you wear one of my hoodies and those thigh high socks and nothing else? i could die a happy man."
you look down at him, settled between your thighs and looking like a starved man presented with the finest food, and your face feels hotter by the second
"but i-"
"nope. perfection." he cuts you off, laying his tired head against your thigh and shutting his eyes blissfully. there's a moment of quiet before a smirk curls hitoshi's lip.
"you wanna know why else i love your thighs?" he asks
"...w-why?"
"cause they're perfect for covering in hickeys."
you nearly choke, looking down at your very smug looking boyfriend, who's opened his eyes just barely enough to see your cute reaction
Aizawa
shouta honestly didn't really know what to say at first when you admitted to being insecure about your thighs
it might have come off a little cold at first, but honestly he was really just surprised that you would feel bad about such a beautiful part of yourself, and carefully thinking over what to say to you that would truly convey just how much he loved all of your body, including your thighs
he ends up abandoning the homework he had been grading to move over to you, his brows furrowed
"you are beautiful. every part of you is beautiful, inside and out. i'm in love with all of you, i think every single part of your body is gorgeous. i could talk the night away telling you each of my favourite parts of you down to the freckle. you shouldn't feel bad about any part of your body, you shouldn't compare your body to the bodies of others, there's no need to worry yourself over such trivial things. your thighs are beautiful, darling, just like any other part of you, because they are a part of you."
before you can reply, he hushes you and presses a few soft kisses over your face, before murmuring by your ear,
"i just want you to see yourself the way i see you."
#mha#bnha#bnha headcanons#mha hcs#mha headcanons#aizawa shota x reader#bakugo x reader#bnha hcs#kirishima x reader#todoroki shoto x reader#hitoshi shinso x reader
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UN-POPULAR OPINION I THINK: I DONT LIKE WEDNESDAY, not the day, the show on netflix, ANYWAYS HERE IS MY RANT.
The internet is amazing, no one cares about my opinion and yet here it is.
Anyways..
Ok, so on paper it seems really good, and I love Jenna Ortega in it, she played it wonderfully and the latina representation was gorgeous, they nailed her character 100%. But the amount of missed opportunities on that dam show I swear. First of all and probably the most annoying TEENAGERS DONT TALK OR ACT LIKE THAT TF. l
Like I'm around that age and the amount of weird outfits and random coffee shop things and all that was so fucking annoying like a classic case of adults not knowing how to write teens. Also they never fucking went to class. Not once. I get that the plot was about the mystery, but they could have at least used it as a setting once or twice. Or implied there was homework, like, more than once. They went to plant school that one time but THAT WAS IT. As someone who is aggressively overwhelmed by homeowkr that I'm paralyzed by it this was widely inaccurate. And the use of the words "normie" and "outcast" was so fucking annoying. Like please stop.
Also, I feel like the plot could have been a little deeper, if they had just been more explicit about people they were representing. I've heard fan theories about how the whole thing was a metaphor for people on the autism spectrum, and I actually really liked that idea, I'm not nerodivergent, I don't think, but Wednesday seems like she would fit this well, especially with the plot line of her neglecting friends because she was extremly focused on her SPECIAL PROJECT TM. but they did zero with that. She spoke very briefly about how the pilgrams had stolen land, that was great, but that could have been taken further. When laurel said that thing about how nevermore was on "stolen" land I thought Wednesday was going to pull out books and maps and shit but NOTHING. Also, yes, I know, including a couple of black characters in the background was a ton of project for Tim Burton but come on, they could have gotten better roles/plotlines (one dead, one a dangerous bigot, one with a dysfucntional family who got the spotlight for one episode), there could have been more minorities in the cast, THEY COULD HAVE USED THEIR EXISTENCE TO TELL MORE STORIES. Wasted potential. And the one that bothers me most. WEDNESDAY ADAMS IS THE MOST QUEER CODED CHARACTER I HAVE EVER SEEN. SHES AND OUTCAST HER ONLY REAL CONNECTION WAS WITH HER FUCKING ROOMATE . THEY COULD HAVE KISSED, COME ON MAN. Wednesday was an "outcast", literally every gay kid ever. Come on. I'm too tired to lay out the arguments, but that bitch ain't straight, infact I'm pretty sure she's not even bi, girl's a lesbian. Doesn't want to turn into her parents who's whole thing is that they are madly hetero for each other that's a dead fucking giveaway. And enid's whole plot line where they actually name dropped conversion therapy was weird. And then she became a werewolf anyways? Like what was that plotline? No I'll never change for you, my disrespectful mother who wants me to be different. But I changed by myself to be that exact thing so it's fine now. Like let's be real, this was supposed to mean something, some writer thought this was meant to be like a thing about uniqueness or something, but even then what was this????
But you know what, the main plot was decent, I actually got invested, love Wednesday, and even though they hired adults to play children at least they didn't sexualize them.
#thanks for coming to my ted talk#wednesday#wednesday addams#wednesday and enid#the addams family#thing addams#tim burton#queer#nerodiversity#neurodivergent#representation#lesbian#biseuxal#gay girls#gay#dont sexualize children
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Your coloring on the flirting gifset is SO GORGEOUS. Do you mind explaining how you did it? I desperately want to learn more coloring techniques.
thank you 😩 well, as cliche as it sounds, it very much is trial and error and learning to know the base colours of the scene you're working with. and ive giffed a Lof of rwrb in the last couple of months to feel as though i understand it better, and know what adjustment layers to use/not to use. e.g., some scenes are extremely yellow so for me personally i try and counteract that with purples/blues etc then some scenes are extremly bright and hardly need anything apart from curves/photo filter/selective colour. but overall, curves and colour balance are my best friends. a couple of really helpful tutorials too x / x . and trying out different sharpening settings really help your colouring pop too :)
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i love broad shoulders on women i know they are insecurity lots of the times and i’m sooooo confused as to why…. Gorgeous regal just beautiful clothes flow so well etc etc same way i love it when tall girls wear high heels like love when ladies are towering and big and untouchable what can i say!!!!!!! I was hanging out with this 186cm tall girl and i was literally like i am sooooo tiny and small and *train passes by EXTREMLY loudly* lol libra venus please don’t take anything i say seriously btw… But after that 202cm guy i really do feel frail as fuck easily manageable
#few days ago i passed a girl that must’ve been at least 185cm and wore 10cm heels and i was heart eyessss she looked unreal goddess level#i love short girls tooooo then I am the tall one which is also awesome#and i love being just in the middle 😁 well depends where u are from but you know. 171cm is just very average and nice 🧘🏼♀️
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Just another thrilling day in the late spring of my youth
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#4
3, 19, 28?
3- a specific colour that gives you the ice.
I love green BUT there is a specific brand of green that appliances were painted in the 1970s the original appliances were all that hideous colour when we moved into our first house. Its like avocado/pea soup/ brownish green and I hate it.
19- the veggie ypu dislike most?
I hate lima beans bc they are Bad Texture and also taste like an afterthought of funk.
28-- last meal in earth?
Korean spring onion hot chicken with steamed rice and pickled veggies. Taiyaki with ice cream OR a strawberry pistachio chocolate crepe 4 dessert
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#3
Love the fact that despite the best efforts of Ronald Reagan, Jerry Fallwell, and the rest of the evangelical conservative moment of the time, every cultural aspect of the 80s has become irreparably part of the fabric of gay experience
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My #1 post of 2022
A kiss! A kiss to the fan artists who draw Phoenix Wright in gorgeous and immaculately tailored suits and other fashions!
TWO kisses!!!!!! Two kisses, to the fan artists who draw him in just like, the shabbiest and most ill-fittingly disastrous of dad-wear duds.
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꒰ character(s) . . . ꒱ abigail jones
꒰ info . . . ꒱ 3.4k word count, black reader, dialogue heavy, friends to lovers (eventually), explicit language
꒰ scenario . . . ꒱ you meet her again after 2 years
꒰ flo's notes . . . ꒱ wrote in lowercase bc i like the way it looks, sorry if it bothers anyone ! tried my best !! hope i did her justice, she's so cool..!
꒰ parts. . . ꒱ 1 2
whoever said money couldn't buy happiness was entirely wrong.
okay yeah, happiness was the feeling of sun-kissed skin on a beach—or the giddy feeling of a sweet treat after a long day, whatever.
for you however, it was the person that stood in-front of you grinning wildly, abigail jones, but everyone just called her abby.
happiness made up a short statured woman. her short cropped hair that looked both silky and fluffy, similar to a cloud. a gorgeous bright smile that you’re afraid you’d been staring at for far too long now. and her eyes, on the teetering edge of dark, but there was always a hint of light to be found in them—that or it’s your clear infatuation talking. you two had met once before, when she was on a business trip. it was an almost instant connection, one that you’re grateful for everyday. you soon had to part ways unfortunately and it had been two years since then.
you had been struggling a bit financially, which did not allow you to see each other for those long, and in your opinion, grueling years. and it’s not like abby didn’t offer to come see you or pay for a flight, but you were stubborn and hated accepting or asking for help. so, you had worked extremly hard, it paid off seeing as you were successful in starting your dream business. you had always wanted to open a library that dueled as a cafe and you had done it. after celebrating with friends and family at home, you had enough to travel the world, and your first stop was her. so yes, money got you a flight to abby, and that was worth more than anything in this world to you.
abby ushered you in, grin never leaving her face as you both enthusiastically chatted. unassumingly strong arms wrapped around you in a hug as the door shut behind you. warmth radiated from her arms, causing you to feel like this was a gift from the stars for this opportunity. you see, you had developed a crush on your friend quite easily. how could you not when she was who she was? loud boisterous laughter, words full of bluntness and charm. and she never, ever made you feel insecure or silly about something you said or did. of course you fell and you fell hard, but you would not, under any circumstances allow this development to ruin what you two had. so, you just melted into the hug before pulling away, matching her wide grin with a smile of your own.
showing you around, she leads you to the kitchen where she leans against the counter, watching as you rummage through her fridge and pantry. you were always a huge foodie, and it was intriguing to watch you in action. well, she’d watch you do anything, not that she’d say that to you anytime soon. or ever her mind supplied unhelpfully, fully convinced she had no chance with someone like you. not when you had so many more options than her. shaking her head to clear her thoughts, watching as you bound up to her, arms full of snacks. at first glance she could see two bags of chips, popcorn (when did you warm that up?), two sodas, and a few candy bars you somehow located. abby snorted as you finally stopped in front of her, showing off your finds. “how many minutes was that?" you blink up at her, tilting your head in curiosity. a habit of yours she finds quite endearing.
she glances over at the clock by the door before back at you, lips quirked up in an amused smirk. “just barley 6 minutes, i’m impressed bun.”
bun that nickname never failed to make your stomach flutter. it stemmed from your love of eating carrots, going as far as considering them a snack. abby picked up on it quite quickly, and it stuck. bun, her bun you thought wishfully. she was the only one allowed to call you that. one of your friends overheard you both talking on the phone once and later tried to use it on you. but it made your face sour, your friend quickly apologized seeing your expression, and from then on it was an unspoken rule.
“i am just a master at locating the best snacks at anytime.” came your playful response, tongue peaching out from surprisingly sharp teeth. abby just huffed out a laugh and guided you to her game room, where you set down all your ‘treasures’ on the table. making yourself comfortable, you flopped down on the couch, picking-up a controller as abby set the gaming system up. plopping down on the cushioned seats right next to you. if you both noted the proximity was a little closer than casual, neither of you said anything.
confidence and cockiness oozed out of your voice, “i’m going to destroy you in any game we play.” abby raised a brow at you before shaking her head in disagreement, taking her own controller. “in your dreams, loser. you may play games all the time, but this is my domain.” you snorted at the corny sentence but replied to abby anyway, which a sarcastic whatever you say, leaving your mouth.
abby leans back in her seat as she browses through her game library. “so what game am i going to beat you in first?" you turn and give her an incredulous look “mario kart, of course.” she scrolls through the games until she finds mario kart, rolling her eyes at your words. “i’ll definitely remember this when you’re being a sore loser abby.” you tease playfully, sitting up in your seat properly as the theme music plays. your arms brushes hers in the process and you both ignore the tingles that course through warmed arms and fidgety hands.
“yeah yeah whatever stink bug.” she rolls her eyes pushing your shoulder playfully before starting up the game. you smile at the playful push, leaning back into her hand to push her back. using the excuse of the playful atmosphere for fleeting touches.
you laugh as the game starts, leaning forward to focus and owning up to your words. “i need to come up with more nicknames for you, but how would i compare to stink bug?” concentrating on the race, she glances at you briefly, an amused glint in her eye. “yeah yeah, as if you could up with any good ones.”
“how about capybara, sticking with the animal themes? you know you kind of look like one.” you tease her, trying to distract her from the game.
the comparison caused her to swerve a bit glaring at the tv. "I DO NOT!!” she was in no way similar to that damn animal, albeit very cute. “call me that and they won't be able to find the body.”
“someone needs to be put down.“
you continue to tease her, not afraid of what she was going to do. despite how scary she could be at times, ie: her line of work, you knew she would never hurt you intentionally. she nearly threw her controller causing her to drop to last place in the race, she always had a bit quick of a temper, which you clearly were using to your advantage. “you little shit. thinking your goofy ass is so funny"
getting an idea, she shoved you off the couch, picking up her controller from where it nearly slipped out her grasp and tried to catch back up before you got yourself together. you yelp as you were shoved off the couch, struggling to get back up. “no fair!" you laugh, sitting back up and leaning into abby to throw her off as you continue the race.
“hypocrite.” snarking playfully, abby’s lips quirked up in a smile. abby racks her brain as she tries to think of what would distract you. maybe a dumb joke?
“hey bun, why do you smear peanut butter in the road?"
you think for a second about the answer to the joke, giving up after a few seconds,
“i don’t know, why would you?"
it was so dumb it made the brunette snicker a bit trying to get it out. “to go with t-the traffic jam." you can't help but laugh at the dumb joke, especially coming from abigail. “that was awful" you shake your head, accidentally drifting the wrong way, “shit.”
she smirks triumphantly, almost finished with the final lap at this point. “it was but it worked did it not?”
“you suck, thats not fair" you nudged her, trying to make her fumble the controller as a last resort. “you’re just saying that because I'm about to w—" she was caught off guard by the nudge, the controller slipping slightly messing up her pace.
she frowned angrily trying to get back on track. “you slick fucker!”
“sorry what were you saying there?" you poke fun at her as she fumbles the controller, pulling ahead of her in the race.
you jump up as you finish in first, “eat my dust, buttmuncher!” you cheer excitedly at the win. abby came in a close second, noise of frustration leaving her lips. “you’re such a cheat, i would've won otherwise." abby threw her controller and turns, narrowing her eyes at you. for a second, you pause putting the controller down and setting your hands on your hips. “you cheated too!" you accuse back.
she pointed at you suspiciously. "ONLY BECAUSE YOU DID!” causing you to roll your eyes playfully, “you pushed me first, might i remind you” insisting on putting the blame on abby when you know you were the one who started it. giggling, you flop back on the couch next to her, using it as an excuse to get a little closer. huffing, abby picked up her discarded controller looking for another game whilst taking a swig from her soda.
“whatever you say, what do you want to play next?” you pouted a bit at her uncaring response, but picked your controller back up as well, “hm…what other games do you have?” you glanced over at the screen curiously. taking note of the small pout abby’s eyebrows furrowed, but ultimately didn't know what to do so she stayed silent about it. in her mind she was thinking of how soft your lips look, or how they would feel on hers, which she quickly pushed aside and focused on what you were saying.
“mm, have some first person shooters, other racing games, shit like cooking mama. whatever you want really, did you want to race again?"
“only if you want to lose" you smiled, looking through the game options. “you wanna play something where we can be on the same team? i don’t think I have the energy to be pushed over again" you joke.
“you cheated your ass to first place don't even." she scoffed and crossed her arms. humming as she pondered the question, a small snort escaped her lips at the joke. “your energy never seems to run out but whatever you dork. splatoon works for me."
“you’re right, i’m just secretly afraid of you killing me if i win again" you continue to make jokes, nodding in agreement at the choice of game. abby lets out a silent laugh, picking splatoon. “i would never, have you played before?"
“good to know, thanks" you huff and lean against the back wall of the couch and covering your legs with a spare blanket. “i’ve seen other people play it, but i’ve never played it myself.” admitting bashfully, you notice abby’s proximity to you and it makes you skin feel a little warm.
“it’s easy to grasp, we can do the tutorial first."
“to hell with the tutorial, i’ll figure it out"
abby thoroughly enjoyed spending time with you. though, she’d never be caught saying it out loud, at least for now.
“fine but if our team loses because of you, i’m going to kick your ass into oblivion." skipping past the tutorial, she throws a pointed glare your way. “awehh, come on, have some faith in me I've got this!” you prepare for the game, learning as you go. “yeah yeah alright." she moves to the ground, resting her head on the couch’s edge. Being good enough at the game she could sort of relax while you improved as time went on.
they play the game for a while, doing pretty good despite it being your first time. after a while you put down your controller, laying on your stomach and wrapping your arms around abby’s neck from the top of the couch and burying your face in her hair, “i’m bored" you complain, inhaling the orangey scent of the conditioner in her hair. she grunts at the unexpected touch, tossing the controller away seeing as there was no use in playing anymore. “well, what do you usually do. i can't suggest anything because i either train, sleep, study, or cook."
they reach their hands up to mindlessly play with the hair on the nape of her neck, “you know me, i just usually play video games, but i wanna do something you usually do! I can help you cook something.” you insist, wanting to get closer to abby. wanting to experience what she does so you can understand her deeper, more intimately. abby leaned into the touch, closing her eyes. she never lets anyone get this close anymore, it's a nice feeling. “alright, i’ve been dying to make some spicy curry anyways."
you notice abby leaning into the touch a bit, smiling since she seemed so comfortable around her despite the time spent apart. you really admired her and it showed in gazes you thought were concealed. but abby always noticed them, and it made her hopeful.
“come on then," she insisted, sitting up and jumping off the bed, excited to go make food with you. you loved to eat and she loved to cook. we fit together perfectly. atleast she could agree with herself on that. “what are you waiting for silly?”
frowning at the fact you had to get up, you just sighed and stretched before standing up. ”i’m coming i’m coming.” you made your way to abby, staying close but not to the point you were touching. “let’s go!”
stepping into the kitchen once again, abby began to give out orders, “grab the rice, potatoes, and whatever meat you want, i’ll grab the spices and utensils." she made his way into the pantry mapping out the plan in her head. you nodded, going to the fridge to complete the mission of gathering ingredients. after procuring everything, you put it all on the counter in front of abby. “what's next chef?"
abby hummed approvingly, nodding at the rice and potatoes. “wash both, peel the potatoes then cut. i’ll be preparing the broth" she turned to work on her portion of the dish before pausing, “hey bun, what's your spice tolerance ?" you raise an eyebrow at the question, pausing your potato cutting. “i’m very concerned and also curious as to why you’re asking. do you want a degree?" you stick your tongue out at her playfully. abby mimicked you, she liked to use ridiculously hot spices and flavors. whatever, at least it tastes good regardless of spice.
you laugh, continuing your work of peeling potatoes diligently. “i don’t think i’m that good with spice as you, but i trust you.” abby let a small smile grace her face as she heard your words. i trust you playing on loop in her mind. she changed some of the spices she was using just to make it more tolerable for you. soon after, she finished with the broth, and moved onto the meat. you also finish up with your task and ask abby for your next instructions obediently. “put them both in the base and turn it on" she pointed to the pot she just finished working with and the vegetables you peeled and cut. you did as told, carefully adding in the ingredients and turning on the stove. you didn’t want to mess anything up since abby always raved about how picky she was with her food.
abby checked behind you, nodding as it was done correctly. “not half bad carrot muncher.” abby took time to cook up the meat adding it to the pot after making sure it was cooked enough before mixing it in, closing the pot’s lid, she let it simmer. “thank you, “and hey!!! not too much on me.” you accepted the praise proudly, hands on your hips. as they waited you sat up on the counter, ignoring the scolding you always got saying that it was dirty when she witnessed you do it on call.
“gigi,” you said after a while of silence, “your new nickname.” crossing her arms, she leaned against the counter studying you while they waited for the food to get done. she nodded her head in approval at the nickname she flashed a smile at you. “it’s nice." she agreed, causing you to smile proudly at the new name, “gigi. i like it too.”
“you know…”she paused mulling over her words, ”…i enjoy this. i appreciate your company, i mean." they had talked quite often, keeping in contact for these two years. but it was different. you were here, in her kitchen. you were cooking with her, laughing with her, for gods sake, she could touch you, hold you in her arms. it just, everything felt right and she didn’t know how to feel about it. it’s not often others would stick around for reasons other than her job. she knew that and despite how many times she denied it for her own sake, loved you.
“aweehhhh," you cooed at abby’s kind words, reaching over to grab her shoulders and pull her close enough to wrap your arms around her for a hug. “i enjoy spending time with you too, gigi”
“is the food almost done? i’m starrvvinngg…” you whined, burying your head in her neck. ignoring the way your heart sped up at both the contact and the proximity. abby took a deep breath and let her hands rest on your waist loosely. tightening her grip on your waist slightly, he mumbled out “should be like 8 more minutes actually."
you couldn’t help but smile when abby indulged in the hug, “hmm i can wait,” you mumble comfortably, basking in the ambiguous intimacy of this moment. “are we going to my room after we eat or do you want to do something else?" they seemed to melt into each other's arms, physically feeling the moment they both let their guards down. you were comfortable, and was pretty sure abby felt the same.
“hm…your room if that’s okay" you mumbled into her neck, eyes lightly shut. the truth was you just wanted to spend more time with abby, and you figured relaxing in her room was a good place to do that, somewhere where abby didn't have to think about anyone else but you. she did that anyway, not that you knew of course. “mm that's fine." she replied, feeling dizzy off the feeling of you in her arms. squeezing you tightly once more, she pulled back reluctantly—not wanting to, but she had to check on the food.
“let me go check the food darlin’.” the nickname slipped out but she couldn't bring himself to care, not when she had you here like this. you hum at the light squeeze, excited that they were going to continue hanging out. you slid yours hands off abby as as stepped away, silently mourning the way they held each other. you knew she had to check the food, but you could have stayed there forever, despite your hunger. your face burns with heat at the nickname, brown skin flushing shyly. you expected bun, loser, maybe even dork, so something as...affectionate as darlin’ really threw you off. you couldn't complain though, barely able to hide a timid smile. abby did a taste test of the food, which was amazing obviously. she nodded in approval at their efforts, you did a fantastic job.
abby pulled out the appropriate dishes to place the curry and rice in. after giving them both equal sized portions, she grabbed the utensils to boot. glancing over to see you smiling, she raised a brow as she approached with the meal. “what’s got you smiling over there?” you jumped off the counter when she started heading over with the food, smile growing at the question. “darlin’” you quoted her, reaching out to hands to take the offered bowl, “i think that's the sweetest name you've ever called me. ’s cute.”
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Sorry dear, got to this one a little late!
🦄- how do you perceive yourself?
I always think I'm smarter and deeper and have a deal more substance than people think I do. My books are FULL of thoughts and musings and philosophy, remember? I think myself kind most of the time, though a right bastard when I want to be--and often when I don't want to be. Charming, sedutiv, borderline irresistible, of course. I have the evidence of not only my eyes but other people's words for that. But sometimes I wonder how much of this surface is an act.
🦋-how do you think others perceive you?
These days I think many people are too much in awe of me to remember or see my many faults. Among most of the vampires, except the ones who know me EXTREMLY well, I think they have gotten too caught up in the aura of The Prince, the James Bond Of Vampires, the Gorgeous Fiend--all of these things I AM, of course--to see the mess of an actor who just wanted to be GOOD that I still am beneath it all.
Among those who do know me well, however, I am never in danger of forgetting that.
🌈-what do you find attractive in guys/girls?
Intelligence. Depth. A certain eye for aesthetics, an appreciation for the finer details. A love for life's pleasures. A fondness for art and music.
And yes, dark hair and a depressive temperament.
🍓- I don't think I have any! I'm an open book--or rather, nine of them. You'll find all my secrets there.
🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?
Obsessive? Borderline stalky? My loves are generally happy crushes, I want to be beside them always and shower them with attention and praise and gift. I am desperate to be noticed and wanted in return. I can come on far too hard.
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angel | kuroo tetsurou
summary: the only thing that came to mind when you heard the word angel, was your crushes ex girlfriend. so what do you do when suddenly you’re the angel or how a book can bring two people together
pairing: college!kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader
genre: smut, a lotta plot tho, basically pwp
word count: 7.9k
warnings: dom!kuroo, fingering, oral fem! receiving, praise, both being extremly needy, it’s not really kinky, slight breeding kink tho, a few spanks, vaginal penetration
authors note: pls don’t even ask about the book thing, this entire thing is based of one of my dreams and i had no idea why the book appeared, but it did and i didn’t wanna leave it out soooo, ye<3 here’s a link to my masterlist
you sighed, as you continued typing your essay. maybe coming to the coffee shop was not the best idea you had, since it was friday and apparently every college student on campus decided it was coffee time after their lecture, but you didn’t expect it to be so overflown with people.
sitting at the far back, you realized that you were not going to get any work done with how loud everyone around you was being, so you just sat back and observed the people around you, while drinking the cheap coffee you ordered earlier. observing and analyzing the behavior of those around you always came natural to you. some guy watching his girlfriend as she was deciding what to order, even though she was taking way too long, with love. a friend group of a few pretty girls walking past a table full of sexist pigs who thought the only way to get their attention was by whistling after them as if they were dogs. and your crush looking at you.
wait.
huh?
quickly averting your eyes back to your laptop, you could feel your heart rate pick up to an unnatural speed. pretending to suddenly be terribly busy with drinking coffee, a million thoughts ran through your head. you were quite positive that you’ve seen his girlfriend sitting right next to him, so why was he staring so intensely at you?
it’s not as if you never talked. kuroo tetsurou was easily the most interesting person you have ever had the pleasure of having intellectual conversations with. you were taking some business classes in your third semester, since you thought they would be of value for your future. that’s where you met him. kuroo sat next to you since the first day of the lecture but you were way too intimidated by his attractiveness to start the first real conversation beyond greetings, so when the opportunity had arisen, you snatched it right away.
after one of the lectures, he left his phone on the desk and since he was already gone, you took it and hurried after him. just as he was leaving through the huge main doors of your university, you caught up to him and grabbed his arm. embarrassingly, not being the most athletic made you look like a creep as kuroo directed his confused stare at your form, hunched over, breathing hard but still latching onto his arm.
“uh, hi? y/n, right?”, the tall boys’ confusion lightly seeped into his questioning tone as his eyes moved between you and the hand you used to hold him back from walking further.
taking one last deep breath, you forced yourself to stand up right and look into his eyes, but oh, what mistake that was. funnily enough, you never actually looked directly into his eyes, so you didn’t expect to suddenly have to divert all your focus on trying to keep the gasp, you wanted to let out, in your throat. in your memories, from the milliseconds you had the courage to look into his eyes when he greeted you, his eyes were brown but all at once you were confronted with the most beautiful hazel eyes you have ever seen.
as a consequence of having to put all your mental capacity on not gasping out loud or even worse, admitting how attractive he was, the words that came out of your mouth only furthered your embarrassment.
“you. phone. lecture. forgot”, you stumbled over your words as if that were your first attempt at communicating.
feeling your already hot face burn brighter as tetsurous confusion further solidified on his handsome face, you only hoped he thought the running was responsible for you looking like a sweaty mess.
you forced yourself to let out a short laugh as you broke eye contact to gain back your composure. “sorry, I didn’t expect the running to get to me that bad. maybe lev is right, I should try some aerobics with him”, starting to mumble towards the end, you shook your head. “anyway, you forgot your phone on the table in our lecture just now. i didn’t want to hold onto it till thursday and didn’t know where else to find you, so i ran after you. m’ sorry if I kinda freaked you out”, you quickly added while holding out his phone to him.
as you never really talked to the tall man before, your head snapped up to look at him when you heard his deep chuckle. was there something that’s not attractive about this man?
taking the phone from your hands, you were finally able to experience the first full sentence kuroo tetsurou ever directed at you. “well, thanks. i definitely didn’t wanna be without a phone two whole days, so i appreciate you running after me with such determination”, he remarked, as he observed how out of breath you still were, grinning.
“oh god, you know, never doing anything nice for you ever again sounds good right about now”, you groaned, lifting a hand in front of your face to stop him from studying your slightly damp face.
nothing on this green-blue-brown floating rock in space that is also known as the earth, could have prepared you for what you were witnessing next. with your mouth slightly ajar, you looked at tetsurou as he leaned over, clutching his stomach, while letting out the funniest laugh you have ever heard in your life.
in your mind, you saw a quick flash of a scene from ‘the lion king’, in which one of the hyenas was laughing exactly like that. you briefly wondered whether kuroo was influenced by that scene as a kid before you couldn’t keep your laugh in anymore after the initial shock subdued.
“my apologies, the situation was just way too perfect for me to not tease you. i’d be honored if you’d grace me with your kindness again, my highness”, he slightly bowed while, once again, flashing you that sly smirk that made you wanna punch and make out with him at the same time.
you tried to match his energy as best as you could with your head jumbled from the proximity to the man you have been sitting next to every tuesday and thursday from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., but looking back at the interaction, you couldn’t wrap your head around tetsurou wanting to continue talking to you after that conversation.
“i’ll consider it, peasant.”
after that, you and your smart seatmate talked a lot more. you found out that he was majoring in sports management and minoring in chemistry even though it was so different from management, just because he liked it. lev, your best friend at college since the first day when he didn’t see you from his 6’5” point of view and knocked you over as you were looking at the menu in the very coffee shop you were currently sitting in, turned out to be one of kuroo’s old friends from high school. which let you to find out the most unfortunate information about kuroo tetsurou thus far.
as you were walking to your next lecture with the dark-haired man, lev joined in with a tall, blonde, and gorgeous woman by his side. you immediately recognized alisa, lev’s sister. even though the silver-haired boy was ginormous, he couldn’t hold his liquor very well, which resulted in you having to drag the giraffe of a human home after a party quite a few times. there, you met alisa.
wanting to go in for a hug with the beautiful blonde, you froze at once as you tried to process what you were seeing. tetsurou had an arm wrapped around her petite waist, the other one placed on her sharp jaw, as he softly pecked her lips.
lev excitedly started telling you about a new side job he got as a model and while you supported him with your whole heart and were genuinely proud of him for landing that job, you could only zero in on the sight in front of you. your eyes hyper focused on the way his large hands were gently grabbing her waist, your ears on the soft ‘how was your day?’ and flirty ‘better, now that you’re here’ exchanged.
putting on your best poker face and directing your attention to the excited titan beside you, your own reaction startled you. even more surprising was who you were jealous of. you did have a small crush on alisa at the start, who wouldn’t? she’s tall, beautiful, fun, loving, caring, alas she was way too similar to lev to develop a full-on crush on her. then, it dawned on you, that the one you were jealous of, was not tetsurou, but in fact, alisa.
of course, you thought your seatmate was attractive from the first moment you saw him, but how you managed to develop a crush on him without even realizing it, was beyond you. ugly, jealous thoughts made their way into your head about one of the most loveable people you met. those disgusting thoughts slithered their hands around your throat, trying to suffocate you and so you buried that small crush in the back of your mind.
after that encounter you kept your distance to the handsome male. it was better for you, your sanity and everyone involved. in no way were you ever going to go between a loving relationship because of your own selfish feelings.
for crying out loud, you didn’t even know kuroo that well while alisa was like a sister to you. however, you weren’t able to tune out the insecure voices in your head. of course, he liked tall, model-like women who resembled angels not only physically but also with their personality. who were you to compare yourself to her? not even you yourself liked who you were, so why would one of the most attractive guys you ever saw?
you deserved someone good, but alisa deserved the world, so you just wished that tetsurou was the best for her.
and while kuroo tetsurou was a lot of things, he wasn’t ignorant, so when you decided to sit down in another seat in the lecture a few times or made up some excuses as to why he couldn’t walk with you to your next seminar, he knew something was wrong.
which brings you back to right now, with you staring at your laptop, hoping that the boy you’ve been trying to avoid wouldn’t come over to check on you. alas, your luck was apparently all spent, because you could see a tall, dark figure drop themselves on the bench in front of you.
“y/n.”
at the low tone of his voice calling your name, you lifted your gaze from your laptop to look at the boy you were trying to stay clear of.
“hmm? oh, hey tetsurou. didn’t see you there.” bullshit, he thought.
“yeah, ’m here with alisa. just a quick break before she has her next lecture.” while saying that, kuroo focused on your expression, trying to gauge your emotions and maybe get a hint on why you were actively keeping him at arm’s length.
after taking a swift look in the direction the happy couple was sitting just a few minutes ago, you nodded and kept your eyes on your coffee.
“that’s nice, you should probably go back now though. don’t want you to waste precious date time”, you said cheerfully, but weren’t able to keep out the slightly bitter tone out of your voice. that’s exactly why you were trying to stay away from him. the sight of the merry couple only fueled your toxic thoughts about two people you cherished and even though you wished for them to be happy together, the insecurities deep inside you wouldn’t let you.
seeing the slight change in your voice and expression, kuroo cocked his head to the side. did he say the wrong thing?
“she’s already leaving, so i decided to catch up with you for a bit.”
fantastic.
“well,” you remarked while closing your laptop and starting to pack your things, “I also need to get going, was nice seeing you though.”
“i’ll walk you”, was in fact not what you wanted to hear. but the universe hated you for some reason. you looked back at him and waved your hand dismissingly, trying to speedily think of a reason why he couldn’t accompany you: “uh, you see, i, uh... i’m visiting my parents this weekend, so i’ll just take the train. ’m not going back to the dorms.”
even if kuroo would have been stupid and oblivious, which he was not, your hurried attempt at getting rid of him just confirmed all his suspicions. but the ex-captain wasn’t going to let you run away from him so easily.
“no problem, i’ll walk you to the train station. the field i practice volleyball in with lev and a few others is nearby. ‘was gonna head there anyway, let’s go.” this time, he didn’t let you enough time to object, so you were stuck grabbing your things and following him, regardless of what you wanted.
to your surprise, kuroo didn’t say a thing on the way to the train station. you expected him to force you into a whole debate about whether pluto was a planet or not, but he just stayed silent. was that a bit of your luck shining through, or was he angry?
not wanting to push your luck any longer, you stayed silent as well, as you waited for your train at the designated platform. guess you had to make a surprise visit to your hometown because of your little lie, but maybe that was exactly what you needed. some time away to clear your head.
but just as you got excited for the spontaneous trip, kuroo finally dropped what has been on his mind the whole walk or rather, the whole three weeks you’ve been running away from him as if he was on fire and you couldn’t wait to get away from him as far as possible.
“y/n. why are you avoiding me?”, he questioned, looking at the rails ahead, instead of you.
“w-what? i’m not, why would you think that?”, you quickly sputtered out, hardly able to convince yourself of your own lies.
tetsurou gave you a look of complete skepticism, quickly shutting down your protests. “don’t play dumb with me, ’m not stupid. i know you’re not sitting down way further in the back or running out of the lecture on accident. you’re doing this on purpose. even just a moment ago you didn’t want me to escort you. tell me why.”
luckily, the train arrived just on time, so you quickly hoped on with a fleeting 'see you next week' and hoped he would just assume you didn’t quite catch what he said because of the train.
he didn’t though. he knew that you heard him.
the short spontaneous weekend trip turned into you staying for almost two whole weeks because of a cold, so your mom wouldn’t let you return without someone taking care of you, not knowing you had some big news waiting for you once you got back.
“we broke up.”
wou were currently in the library after returning to campus, trying to catch up on some lectures you missed, when alisa entered. together, you were walking around the english literature section, catching up when she dropped the bomb.
“wait, what? how? when? why? huh? what did he do?”, you asked dumbfounded, feeling bad about your two friends, who were so clearly in love, breaking up. but even more than that, you could feel disgust creep up your spine because deep down you knew you were sickly happy about the fact that kuroo was now single. what a shit fucking friend you were.
“relax”, alisa chuckled. “he didn’t do anything, we just kinda came to the agreement that we don’t love each other the same anymore. i felt like he was always distracted the last weeks we were together, always deep in thought, and i decided to concentrate on my graduation and career as a model. it was a great college relationship and i still care for him, we just… we broke up about a week ago.”
“well, as long as you’re both happy with the decision”, you sighed while picking ‘pride and prejudice’ by jane austen from a bookshelf, not feeling like such a piece of shit for being lowkey happy about it anymore, but you still knew you two would never work. even if the breakup was mutually decided, tetsurou was still her ex.
hearing alisa giggle, you turned your gaze from the book in your hand and wondered: “huh? why are you laughing?” the tall blonde only grinned and continued her way down the aisle. completely confused, you followed her with the book still in hand.
“what the fuck? kinda acting sus not gonna lie.”
“wow, I thought you had better jokes than that y/n”, she teased, sitting down at a nearby table.
breathing out some air out of your nose in mock anger, you sat down beside her, tipping your non-existent fedora. “sorry i’m not up to your comedy standards, m’lady.”
alisa laughed loudly before noticing the book you were still holding, her laughter turning into a knowing grin. once again, you shot her a confused look: “what is it with you today? your mood swings are confusing the shit outta me.”
“you know, that’s like one of tetsu’s favorite books.”
“what? 'pride and prejudice'?”, you inquired, puzzled. why was she telling you this? “are you like, having some post-breakup nostalgia or?”
she laughed once again, waving her manicured hand dismissingly and shaking her head: “it just kinda popped into my head. i never read it, but he once wanted to read it to me. it did not end well; i couldn’t take it seriously and had to laugh the whole time. he just gave up and sulked for the rest of the evening.”
“yep, definitely pbn”. the girl shoved your shoulder slightly while snickering before taking out her laptop and working on something, leaving you alone with your conflicted thoughts.
as fate would have it, you didn’t really talk to kuroo for the last two weeks of lectures. finals were catching up and you had a lot of exams, leaving you with no time to catch up with the tall boy. plus, you were still trying to avoid him. you weren’t about to give into temptation and try your luck with alisa’s ex, which was much easier if said temptation didn’t walk around looking fine directly in front of you.
but with the weekend starting, you agreed to go to a party with the haiba siblings to treat yourself to a break from typing essay after essay. it was obvious that kuroo would also be there and this time, you wouldn’t be able to avoid him. the running had finally caught up to you.
before the party, you decided to go to the library to work on one of your essays, but with how much work there was left, you simply forgot the time. at 10 p.m., your phone rang.
“hello?”
“girl? why aren’t you here yet? and why aren’t you answering our messages? we texted you like a million times”, levs’ questioning voice echoed through the speaker.
quickly checking the time and number of messages you got, you gasped: “oh god, so sorry! i was at the library working on my shitty marketing essay! ’m gonna be right there!”
ending the phone call, you quickly gathered your things and rushed to your dorms. stripping on the way to the bathroom in your one room apartment, you hopped into the shower, feeling as if you were trying to break the world record for the fastest shower known to men.
as you were stepping out of the shower a few minutes later, someone knocked at your door, startling you. did the haiba siblings come to pick you up? with a hasty ���’m coming’, you hurried to the door in only a towel.
“hey, I just got out of the shower, I just need…” faltering in your sentence, you gripped your towel tighter, trying not to freak out. because there were no alisa and lev in sight. just kuroo tetsurou. while you were standing there. with only a towel on. fuck. “that’s uh… you’re not alisa and lev.”
“er… n-no, no i’m not”, kuroo stuttered out, at least having the decency to avert his eyes to the ceiling, realizing what you had or rather had not on after checking you out. collecting your composure, you shot him a tight-lipped smile and stepped aside to let him in.
“come in, I just need to get dressed and do my makeup. you can wait inside.”
walking past you, the dark-haired man pretended to scratch his head to hide his red ears and quickly surveyed your room. “that’s…”, breaking off his sentence instantly when his voice cracked, he cleared his throat before trying again. “nice room.”
while kuroo tried not to have a mental breakdown and remember what he came here for, you picked up your disregarded clothes from earlier of the floor, being mindful of not to flash the man, and made your way to your wardrobe, chucking in your dirty laundry and scanning your variety of clothes to pick out the most flattering outfit for the party. “uh, yeah, thanks. so, uh, what did you want? ee would’ve seen each other at the party later anyway.”
but there was no answer, making you frown. just as you wanted to turn around, calling his name in confusion, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around your waist loosely, causing you to choke out his name.
kuroo leaned his head down towards your neck, slowly inhaling the scent of your strawberry bodywash before sighing contently. his soft, plump lips slowly trailed up to your ear, creating goosebumps on their way, before lowly murmuring: “you smell delicious. i could eat you up.”
you could feel yourself shiver at the low timbre of his voice and the indication of his words, as your heart rate picked up to the point you had the feeling as though you were going to die right then and there. how did his demeanor change so suddenly? it seemed as if you were in a room with a completely different person.
the ex-captain smugly grinned as he felt your breath quicken and chest heave without him even doing much, tightening one arm around your waist, while his large hand on the other arm splayed itself on your stomach, slowly sliding down towards where you wanted him. “hm? can I do that baby?”
just as quickly as the thoughts of ‘stop, this is so wrong. what about alisa?’ appeared in your mind, they immediately disappeared with the sweet melody of kuroo calling you baby.
not being able to keep a little whine from slipping out at the pet name, you nodded, your cheeks unbearably hot. but that wasn’t enough for him. tetsurou wanted your verbal consent, even if his half-hard cock already slightly twitched at the small noise you let out without him even touching you properly, screaming at him to finally fuck you.
avoiding the area, you wanted him to touch the most, his hand grabbed your thigh, causing you to squeeze your legs together in search of relief. he tsked at your lack of words and lightly spanked your thigh before tightening his grip around the fat, earning him a surprised squeak from you. “no, use your big girl words baby. i want to hear it.”
the instant tetsurou startled you with the spank, you hurriedly grabbed onto his forearms, lightly digging your nails into the muscles. already, everything was getting too much. his smooth voice seducing you, his dominant touch jumbling up your brain, his urgent need to hear your consent, his pleasant scent of a mix of his cologne, mint and husk surrounding you. him, him, him. you wanted more. you needed more. the slick between your legs grew embarrassingly fast, smearing on the inside of your thighs, showing off kuroo’s effect on you evidently.
“please… please touch me tetsu', I need it”, you whimpered out impatiently, making him close his eyes to stop himself from cumming already, your needy voice going straight to his dick standing at full attention. and even though the menace in him wanted to tease you and hear you beg more; he knew that he didn’t have the willpower to deny himself of having you any longer.
as you felt the tall male finally place his hand underneath your towel and cup your pussy, your head rolled back onto his shoulder, giving him full access to your neck. while dragging his middle and index finger through your folds leisurely, his lips and tongue placed hungry kisses on your neck.
“fuck, angel, you’re soaking wet. Is that all because of me, hmm?”, he lowly murmured against your neck, while his fingers simultaneously slowly circled your clit. you couldn’t stop your eyes from lolling to the back of your head or the small whimper that left you, even though the ‘angel’ left a bitter taste in your mouth. as much as the pet name made your stomach all tingly, you always compared alisa to an angel, so it didn’t quite sit well to be called that by her own ex.
but as you felt his middle finger enter you, all thoughts flew out of your head. The only thing on your mind were the raspy praises against your neck and his finger moving at a torturous pace inside you.
“please tetsu', more, I need more”, you complained whiny, because as much as it was all overwhelming, it also wasn’t enough. kuroo could only grin at your eagerness, but couldn’t blame you, since his own patience was speedily wearing thin.
with an uttered ‘everything for you angel’, he added his index finger into the mix, curling the two digits and, not wasting a moment, pumping them into you at a rapid pace, eliciting a quiet moan out of you. the ex-captain noted that you weren’t much of a moaner and mentally made it a challenge to have you crying for him by the end of the night. so, without much warning, his long, thick fingers started hammering against your g-spot while his thumb circled your clit at the same time, making you squeeze your eyes shut with your mouth opening in a silent scream, your hands searching for stability on the closet in front of you.
“c’mon, y/n, baby, i know you want it, fucking give it to me. ‘been fantasizing about this so long, just wanna make you feel good and fall apart for me. show me how much of a good girl you are.” his smooth voice flowed into your ear, seducing you to fully give into him. you felt as if you were being lured by satan himself and you were just a weak little human, not nearly strong enough to resist the whisper of the devil.
with a series of soft, high-pitched moans, you came on his fingers without any warning, your legs giving out at the intensity of it all. tetsurou only tightened his arm around your waist, picking you up without any trouble, making you clench around nothing at his display of effortless strength as he withdrew his fingers from your dripping hole. you thought you heard a small ‘good girl’, but you couldn’t tell for sure with the way you were still floating on cloud nine after he brought you to your orgasm that quickly.
panting and shivering at the goosebumps erupting, you lifted your gaze up at him as he placed you on your bed, only to find him already staring at you with low lids and completely black eyes, the beautiful hazel color of his eyes lost in all the lust and desire that took over his expression.
refusing to break eye-contact, kuroo lifted his with your essence-soaked fingers to his plush lips, wrapping them around the digits and sucking lewdly at them. once again, you felt yourself clench around nothing, rubbing your thighs against each other to get some relief, when you saw his eyes roll back as he tasted you.
the next thing you knew, your back hit the bed with the broad man lying between your spread legs, making you yelp. you could feel the atmosphere around tetsurou change once again. he was a lot more feral than he was before, as if his patience were running out.
his biceps wrapped around your plush thighs, holding you in place since the feeling of his breath against your cunt made your hips twitch up at their own accord, exposing the strong want you had for the man between your legs.
“’m gonna fucking wreck you angel”, he growled against your slit, before diving right in, licking and sucking messily at your clit, your pussy lips, everywhere he could reach. and as much as it shouldn’t feel pleasurable with him being as aggressive as he was, it felt fucking heavenly. you couldn’t help but arch your back, hands flying down to tangle in his messy rooster hair and tugging at the surprisingly soft strands, causing him to moan hoarsely against your sensitive pussy, the vibrations only egging you on. something about kuroo tetsurou losing his usual provocative, teasing demeanor as he ate you out felt so raw and animalistic, that it made your head spin and toes curl.
his large hand crept up your torso and he finally removed the towel that barely hid your breasts from him before palming one, drawing a content sigh out of you at the attention. but as much as he enjoyed listening to you whine and sigh because of the pleasure he was causing you, he wanted, no, needed to hear how much you wanted this, how much you wanted him.
“tell me how it feels angel, tell me how good it feels. ‘wanna hear your pretty voice, baby”, he huskily mumbled against your clit, making you arch your back at the delicious vibrations echoing through your core. but as much as you enjoyed hearing his dirty talk, you felt insecure about yours not turning him on.
preparing yourself mentally as good as you managed with the way he ate you out like a man starved, you allowed yourself a glance down only to see him expectantly observing you. the erotic sight only coaxed another high-pitched whine out of you, your head lolling back against your pillow.
at the next harsh suck on your sensitive bundle of nerves, your hips thrusted up against his skilled tongue and you finally gave in to your desire of wanting to tell him how good he was making you feel. only him.
“fuck, tetsu', d-don’t stop. feels so good, you feel so good, only you, please, please, please”, you needily moaned while grinding your hips up, simultaneously pushing his head deeper into your pussy and if kuroo had any self-control left, it was definitely gone now.
his toned biceps tightened around your thighs. his large hands squeezed your breast and hip harshly, leaving bruises for you to discover tomorrow. his able tongue messily switched between being shoved deep inside you and swirling your clit and you could feel the bed shake with how forceful he was humping the bed just from eating you out and hearing you talk like that. every little thing contributed to your orgasm washing over you like a tsunami. you were fairly sure you even blacked out for a few seconds because the next time you focused your attention back on tetsurou, he was frantically unbuttoning his jeans, with his shirt already off, whipping out his cock.
you felt your eyes widen as well as your pussy clench, you couldn’t remember the last time you were this horny, but you also weren’t sure how the fuck you were supposed to fit a cock this big and girthy inside you. meanwhile kuroo took off his boxers and contently sighed as he finally started stroking himself, giving himself some relief but it wasn’t enough. not by a long shot.
zoning in on your face once again - sweaty, low lidded eyes, blown out pupils- the impatient boy leaned down and kissed you for the first time that evening. after everything that just transpired between you two, the kiss definitely felt the most intimate, but it was also what you were craving the most from tetsurou for months now.
you didn’t know how to possibly express all the emotions you were currently overwhelmed with, so you tried to translate it all through the kiss. kissing back harder, all teeth and tongue, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer, pressing your thighs against his hips, hoping it was enough to convey what you wanted to say.
apparently, it was, because you could hear kuroo lowly growl against your lips before starting to dig his fingers into your hips and grind against you, finally letting you feel him where you needed him the most.
“n-not enough, tetsu'”, you eagerly whined, raising your hips, hoping it was enough to convince him to finally fuck you like you craved him to. but as thin as his patience was at the moment, kuroo tetsurou would not be kuroo tetsurou without his teasing antics.
he slyly grinned, pressing feather-light kisses down from your lips to your throat, making his way to your breasts, where he teasingly kitten-licked your nipples a few times, letting you think you were finally getting what you wanted before he raised his head and stared you down with his almost pitch-black eyes. “mmm, I know you can do better than that kitten”, he gruffly remarked while continuing to grind against you slowly, making you jerk and mewl every time you felt the head of his cock bump against your clit. “what do you want me to do, baby?”
how he still had it in him to tease and deny you, was beyond you, because you were on the edge of breaking down from how bad you wanted him. “’want you to fuck me, tetsu'”, you confidently said while gazing into his eyes, or at least, you tried to sound confident, but you were only able to whine and moan at this point.
kuroo closed his eyes and felt himself twitch against your pussy. you were going to be the death of him. sitting back up on his knees, he grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance, making you spread your legs automatically wider at the sight.
with one sharp snap of his hips, you both groaned simultaneously, your groan high-pitched, his low and guttural, at the feeling you’ve both been craving for. “fuck, you’re on birth control, right?”, he asked, straining himself as to not just start pounding you into oblivion or cum right on the spot.
“yes, shit”, you breathlessly answered, putting your hands against his toned abdomen as to let him know to wait, which only made him clench his abs at the feeling of your soft hands on his exposed skin. “j-just give me a sec, need a moment”, you murmured avoiding eye contact, suddenly shy at the fact that you were just lying there with kuroo balls deep inside you.
sensing your mood shift, the tall male grinned his cheshire-grin at you and teasingly remarked: “why? am i too big for you, huh?”, hoping it’d make you laugh and relax a bit, soon realizing that the idea completely back-fired on him.
as you started to laugh at his arrogant remark, hitting his abs slightly and telling him to shut up, your core clenched in-sync with your laughter, making you freeze at the sudden loud, almost pornographic moan escaping tetsurou’s lips.
looking up at him, you finally realized how much he was holding back as to not hurt you or make you uncomfortable. the handsome boys’ wild hair was already sticking to the sweat forming on his forehead, his jaw clenched painfully, nostrils flaring, eyebrows furrowed, biceps bulging with how hard he was gripping the sheets beside your hips to restrain himself. the thought of him wanting to fuck you so bad but holding back for your pleasure and well-being, was enough to make you clench down on him again, rolling your hips up against his and declaring: “’m ready, tetsu'. please, f-fuck me”.
with your words and the grinding of your hips, kuroo really couldn’t hold back the little stutter his hips did against yours but fuck, was he embarrassed by it. he felt like a teenager, touching real boobs for the first time all over again, knowing he wouldn’t last long. not with how long he had fantasized about this and with how you reacted to his every move and touch, squeezing him so tight, he felt like he wouldn’t even be able to move.
“’m gonna break you”, and with those final words, his large, veiny hands gripped your hips in a bruising, vice grip, pulling out so only his tip was inside your messy, drooling cunt, before snapping right back in, making you choke on your breath at the impact.
as much as kuroo wanted to bust inside you right then and there, the strong urge to see you lose yourself on his cock while he ruined every other man for you was much more prominent. so, the ex-captain rutted in your pussy like his life depended on it, wanting your moans and mewls and whines to never stop. there was so much that was running through his head while being empty at the same time. the only thought was to bring you both to earth-shattering orgasms, but he also wanted to spit in your mouth, choke you, spank your thighs and ass till you wouldn’t be able to sit tomorrow. he wanted to come on your thighs, your tits, face, but he also wanted to breed you.
you two were definitely way too young for children but he couldn’t get the mental image of you, stuffed with his cum with it running down your legs out of his mind, only making it harder for him not to cum immediately.
but you weren’t doing better either. the pace that kuroo was fucking you at, had you seeing stars, riding you up higher on the bed with every thrust and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. you gripped the sheets, his hands, his forearms, your breasts, anything, to try to stabilize yourself as you approached your high embarrassingly fast without your clit even being touched.
just as the thought crossed your mind, you felt tetsus’ calloused fingertips, from years of playing volleyball, circle your clit, causing you to throw your head back with your lips open in a silent scream.
“fuck, you’re so fucking tight kitten, so much better than i ever imagined. cum for me, wanna feel you cream on my fat cock, wanna see you lose your mind baby, give it to me”. at this point, he basically started rambling on about how hot and tight you were, how he wanted you to cum around his cock so badly, how you were gonna make him cum so hard, how you were making such a mess for him, what a good girl you were.
just as you felt yourself almost falling over the edge at the added stimulus to your clit and the filthy praises that were coming out of his mouth, you yanked the boy down by his arm, wrapping your arms around him firmly and kissing him so hard, you were sure you both would have bruised lips later.
with the new position and the intimacy of being pressed up against each other, one more thrust, and you were gone. cumming around his cock so hard, you couldn’t remember the last time someone made you cum that hard, if ever.
the pornographic moans of his name along with some ‘fuck’s and ‘so good’s, the jerking of your body against his and the vice-grip of your pussy on his dick as you came. it was all too much for the poor boy who didn’t even cum once the whole time, while you already had three orgasms under your belt. the last straw was your quiet, little ‘cum inside tetsu', want you to fill me up’ and so, a few short, sloppy thrusts later, kuroo buried his face in your neck, groaning loudly as he came inside, spurting hot, white cum against your abused walls.
the feeling of being filled up to the hilt by kuroo tetsurou was intoxicating. you whined, wrapping your legs around his hips, caging him in so he couldn’t pull out, not wanting the moment to end.
you both lied there, trying to catch your breath. as he pulled out after a few moments and got up to go grab a towel to clean you up, your hand caught his. “don’t go, where are you going?”, you whined needily, wanting to cuddle, to worn-out to care about the mess gushing out of your hole onto the bed sheets.
chuckling, the tall boy leaned down, kissing your forehead: “’m not going anywhere angel, I’m just gonna grab a towel and clean you up”. with that he retreated to the bathroom in search of a towel to use.
you, on the other hand, suddenly sobered up from your drunk-on-lust high at the pet name, making you realize what you just did. fuck, you just banged alisa’s ex-boyfriend. they weren’t even broken off for that long and you already betrayed her.
feeling like a bad friend and complete whore, you didn’t even register said ex-boyfriend was back, making you flinch at the sudden contact of your sensitive pussy with the wet, rough towel.
“relax baby, it’s just me”, he teasingly chuckled, while cleaning you up. when he didn’t hear you chuckle or bite back at his teasing, his expression morphed into a frown, lifting his gaze from your core to your face. “what’s wrong?”
“nothing, thanks.” but of course, you were lying. the panic that slowly settled in your chest was threatening to suffocate you. hell, you weren’t even able to look at him properly.
you felt kuroo grab your chin with his fingers gently, turning your head so you had to look at him. tetsurou was completely serious, he only hoped you weren’t regretting what just transpired between you two, as he repeated: “what’s. wrong?”, emphasizing those two words so you knew there was no point in lying.
feeling your eyes water up, you cursed yourself for showing weakness, since you weren’t one to cry often, especially in front of other people. “what are we going to tell alisa?”
that caught him off guard. “alisa?”, he repeated questioningly, as if he didn’t know what you meant. how could he not know? was he that stupid?
you sat up, rubbing at your eyes frantically with the rising anger inside your chest. “yeah, alisa. your ex. the one that’s like a sister to me. how am I supposed to look her in the eyes after what we just did?”
kuroo wasn’t stupid. you could vouch for that any day. you saw him in your lecture, and you had studied a lot with him, but right now, you were sure he was the dumbest person you ever knew, even beating lev. because even after explaining, he still only looked at you with a confused gaze, saying: “i don’t quite follow?”
groaning, you ran your hands through your hair in frustration, declaring: “you’re really smart, but you’re being so fucking dumb right now. how the fuck am I supposed to talk to one of my closest friends after I fucked her ex-boyfriend, who she loved by the way, not even that long after they broke up?”
finally, it clicked in kuroo’s brain. but the last thing you expected, was to hear him laugh. your head snapped up at the sound, glaring at him you almost growled: “what the fuck’s so funny, you fucking bedhead?”
“oh wow, throwing in the insults huh?”, he said between chuckles. “it’s funny because alisa was the one who encouraged me to come here tonight, though I don’t think she wanted us to outright fuck but, you know.”
what now?
“what do you mean she encouraged you to come here?”, you interrogated perplexed. suddenly he was acting all shy and sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck with his big hand, avoiding your eyes.
“well… we’re still friends, so we were talking about our lectures a week ago and she suddenly mentioned how you also were a fan of 'pride and rejudice'. i just… got kinda excited at that, since alisa wasn’t really interested in things like that, so i started asking her about it. she then called me out on my crush on you, saying she already knows why i was so distracted the weeks leading up to our break-up, thinking about you.”
while listening, your anger slowly morphed into nervousness at kuroo openly admitting he also had a crush on you, but you wanted him to finish his story before addressing the elephant in the room.
“i apologized immediately, thinking she was angry at me, but you know her. she was so sweet, saying she would only be happier if it worked out between us. after, she tried to set us up to talk to each other, but you avoided me like the plague, so she told me to come here before the party since you were running late, to confront you and settle it once and for all but uh…”, he sheepishly smiled, “i kinda got distracted when you opened the door in only a towel, so… that didn’t go as planned.”
sitting with your mouth agape in a ‘o’, your brain tried to process all the information, not knowing what to say to his confession and explanation.
“soooo… she’s not gonna hate me and cancel our friendship?”, you carefully pressed, just to be sure. “no, I don’t think she will”, he chortled.
“oh.”
with that, the room was suddenly extremely silent, making you and kuroo even more nervous. clearing his throat, he couldn’t take the silence anymore. “are you gonna give me an answer to my confession, or am I like, totally embarrassing myself right now?”
“uh, no, yeah”, you softly giggled at his obvious anxiousness. taking his face between your hands, you looked right into his hazel eyes in the dim lighting, before gently smiling at him.
“i like you too, nerd.”
bonus:
the next morning, you woke up to your phone aggressively vibrating on your nightstand beside your bed. you blindly reached out, picking up the call without even opening your eyes, clearly still half-asleep.
“hello?”, you groggily asked your caller, wondering who the fuck was calling you this early, when lev’s voice filled your ear. “y/n? hey, we we’re worried about you yesterday. why didn’t you show up? it was so much fun”, the big, over-grown baby whined.
looking down at the reason you weren’t able to attend the party sleeping soundly with his head on your chest, you smiled, carding your fingers softly through his raven-black hair.
“just… reasons”.
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THE BLEACHPRINT
basically, a ray of enlightenment hit me after numerous realizations that are obvious to everyone to make this side-by-side comparisons of bleach characters and characters that i think are inspired by them in modern animanga
disclaimer: in no way or shape am I bashing the creators, i am just amazed about how much impact has bleach and these are just fun observations; also, i happen to love all the animangas i am going to mention
SHUNSUI KYORAKU and JIKKA YAMADA ASAEMON (Hell's Paradise: Jigokuraku)
similar in appearance - long hair, facial hair, masculine visual traits
laid back personality, easy going, they prefer not to step in action until they are needed (Kyoraku actually prefers not to reveal the full extent of his abilities until TYBW)
prodigies - Kyoraku is remarked by the First Commander for his talent since the academy days and Jikka has a special intuition to percieve the principle of things
both possess enormous strength and fighting prowess
URAHARA KISUKE and GOJO SATORU (Jujutsu Kaisen)
first of all, they are ridiculously hot teachers
have experienced the narrow-minded, prejudiced principles and presumptuous wrongdoings of the higher-ups ( central 46 and the jujutsu veteran sorcerers and clans) and are determined to change their society in unconventional ways ( the 12th dept and gojo's education style)
also, unconventional ways of training their disciples
they appear at the right place and right moment (ex. Urahara with the visoreds and Gojo with the first appearece of Sukuna)
they like to put a cheerful, often percieved as immature behaviour but can be ruthless when fighting
moreover, both like to cover their eyes ( for gojo is more of a necessity but you get it)
+++ the barrier incidents that are intended to block only them since the enemy percieves them as a major threat
LISA YADOMARU and MAKI ZENIN ( Jujutsu Kaisen)
mostly character design
extremly cool and gorgeous women with swords
note: gege akutami said it is an homage; also itadori's demon/ sukuna is inspired by ichigo's white hollow
also demon slayer's swords are similar with the zanpakutos in terms of changing their appearence (and skills) according to the wielder - gotuge also mentioned this in an interview
if i remember more, i'll add!
#bleach#tite kubo#bleach anime#bleach manga#bleach kyoraku#shunsui kyoraku#gojo satoru#satoru gojo#gojo#urahara kisuke#kisuke urahara#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jigokuraku#hell’s paradise#manga#anime#animanga#jikka#jikka yamada asaemon#yamada asaemon jikka
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