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agendercrisisx · 1 year
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You are more than just a fucktoy
Mafia Sero Hanta x GN!Reader
Summary: Denki makes you insecure, and Sero makes it up too you.
Warnings: Violence, Smut, Angst, thoughts of suicide, good ending, miscommunications, possessive Sero,
Words: 2,1 k
Your POV:
His words were ringing in your ears, how could he have said that. Did he mean it. Were you nothing to him? Tears were prickling in the corner of your eyes, your steps were slow and wobbly because of the remaining alcohol in your system. Denki had been drunk, maybe he hadn’t meant it. But the way the words had left his mouth and the smug grin on his face, made you insecure. 
The music in the bar had been loud, maybe you misheard him. Maybe he was talking about someone else. Maybe you were just drunk and jumping to conclusions.
You had been on your fifth glass of whiskey and the burning in your throat had kept your mind off the awful day. Denki and Mina had been keeping you company while Sero and Kirishima had been out doing some business. Bakugou was nowhere to be found, but he had always been kind of scary, so it didn’t really affect you that he wasn’t there.
Mina had been talking about some girl that was hitting on her and Denki was already making fun of her. They were so nice to each other and the whole mafia thing felt far away. You had never seen what they did, and it didn’t really interest you. You were sometimes scared of what Sero did, but not knowing kept it at bay.
You had had a few too many drinks and were dancing on one of the tables with Mina in no time. She was a dancer, you, not so much. But the alcohol kept a good flow in your stiff movements. A group of guys had tried joining and Mina was quick to push them away. She had a smug smile on her face when one of the guys fell hard on his ass and the audience burst out laughing. You had been laughing as well and one of the guys had spat a mean comment towards you too.
The guy didn’t have time to react before Denki had smashed his face in and the guy’s nose was violently bleeding. He had looked like a child, small and scared. But he wasn’t ready to back down, he swung toward Denki, but Denki was faster. The guy bent over with a moan, you almost didn’t see Denki punch the guy in the stomach. He was fast. Dangerously fast.
Mina had followed you out of the club and put you in a taxi. Denki was a few meters back and talking to the bouncers and that’s when you heard it. 
“Who is that?” One of the bouncers had asked Denki, He had smiled smugly knowing I could he him, he locked my eyes with his and said louder than necessary.
“Ohh just some toy Sero found, they’re gone in a week!” You didn’t hear what the bouncers said, because the taxi started driving. But you saw them give Denki money. Were they betting on how fast you were gone?
You thought you were special, maybe not the one. But you thought Sero cared. The tears were trickling down your cheeks, the words had burned into your mind. They were not being forgotten. Were you really a toy? Was that all you were for him? Someone to fuck when he felt pent up? 
Maybe it was for the best, he could get whoever he liked. Maybe it was time to move on. Too many feelings had been building up, better get out when you still can. But the feeling of not being good enough was nagging your heart. Maybe he was emotionless like they said. Maybe you were just a whole for him to use, but at the moment, who cares. Get a hold of yourself. Now it’s time to get past the silly feelings you had been getting for the Mafia boss.
It had been three days since you last saw any of them. No one had trying to talk to you, so to your dismay it looks like Denki was right. Who do you think won the bet? Maybe Denki? He didn’t think you would last a week; you didn’t last a day. 
You had been crying for the past days, maybe there were more feelings for Sero than you had led yourself admit. Maybe the heartbreak was good, getting over him before you were all in.
The following days had been slow, it had only been surviving keeping the emotions at bay and getting through the day without crying. It was not a life, you had been LIVING with Sero. Now your just surviving, barely that. Some thoughts that didn’t fell right was sneaking in you. Maybe it would be easier if everything just stopped. If there was no more. If your world just stopped spinning one day. Would anyone care? You didn’t really have anyone, you thought Sero would be your new family, but now there is nobody.
Sero POV:
It had been days since he last talked with you. He was kind of wondering what had happened, you had been good last time you talked, he thinks. But maybe something had happened in your life, so he thought it would be good if he gave you some space. You would probably call when you were ready to talk. He hadn’t talked with Denki or Mina since you three went to the bar, he wanted to. So, he could find out if they knew something. But he had been caught up in work. Some rival gang had disrupted their supply, so he had had to fix that. That was what he and Bakugou had been doing when you were out. He had thought he would be done so he could see you. But work had dragged out, again.
He was standing annoyed behind his desk, with a phone to his ear, now almost yelling at the guy on the other end. There had been made another mistake and they had lost three guys in a shoot-out. He was beyond annoyed and his only thoughts were you bend over his desk clenching around his cock and making the world better. He had thought about you a lot, he was close to sending flowers to your house just to make sure you were okay. But that kind of defeats the whole space thing. So, he had just kept to himself, while taking care of business. He had a lunch date with Denki, Kirishima, Bakugou and Mina later. Maybe they had heard something about you. 
He had slammed the phone down on the desk when the poor bastard was done talking, he was not in the mood for more complications. He just wanted you. God how he wanted you. The well-known strain of his cock in is pants made notice. He groaned loudly and sat heavily down in his chair. He unbuttoned his pants and took his cock in his hands. He imagined you on your knees so pretty for him, you looking up at him with those eyes of yours and how you would so gladly take him, But not without the right amount of teasing. 
He moved his hand faster while thinking of your so pretty hole. He would lick you until you came in his mouth and then he would fuck you until you were a stuttering mess beneath his cock. Ohh he would savour you feel, fuck he missed you. All of you. Your laughter. How you would smile up at him if he praised you. The look of bliss when he gave you something overly expensive. He didn’t care about the price just you. All of you. He missed you so.
He sat down besides Denki, when he got to the café and the waiter quickly came over with a cup espresso. This was their place, everybody knew them. Mina was laughing about something Bakugou said, and everything was light-hearted. A nice change since this week of failure.
“Anybody know what happened to Y/N?” The tone changed instantly, and Denki’s face fell. 
“What are you not telling me dude?” Sero’s voice became mean, a voice he had never used with you. You didn’t know this side of him. Denki looked down and avoided eye contact. Sero was quick to grab his chin and force eye contact. 
“Spit it out!” Sero’s tone was venom and Denki knew he had fucked up. Badly. So badly.
“It was just a joke, I didn’t think...” Sero hit him on the side of his head, he hit the ground violently. Sero stood up ready to let all his anger hit his stupid best friend.
“I’m sorry, it wasn’t supposed to happened. I just...” Denki turned silent and Sero waited, while still fuming for his friends to pick up. The whole café had emptied, and the staff had hidden in the back room.
“I said they’re just you fuck toy, it was just joke. I didn’t mean to…” Tears was falling down his face now and before he said another thing Sero had already left.
He needed to find you. You were his. He though there had been problems in your life, but he had never imagined his friends would have caused it.
Your POV:
You were watching some dumb show on TV not even really following, when you heard a knock on your door. The Pizza must be here. You slowly stood up and moved toward the door. You opened and before stood Sero in all his glory. Leaning out of breath up against the door. He was sweaty in the sexiest way ever. He moved before a word was said. His lips were on your and butterflies erupted in your stomach. He pushed you inside closed the door and threw you against it. You moaned into his mouth when he pressed his body in between your legs. He held you up against the door and pressed up against you in all the right placed. He fit your weird angles perfectly. Like a jigsaw pulse. 
He carried you in one the couch and laid down on top of you. He kissed you jaw and down you neck while still pressing between your legs. He elegantly pulled down you pants and underwear in one go. He kissed down your chest and stomach. He pushed your legs up towards your chest and licked your hole. He took you so sensitive part in his mouth and started sucking. You moaned loudly and threw you head back against the pillow. He kept going licking and sucking, working you through your orgasm. You yelled loudly when it you came in his waiting mouth. He moved up your face and kissed you with the taste of yourself on his lips. He smiled so sweetly down at you.
“I’m gonna fuck you know, cause how in the world would you ever think I don’t need you.” He moved his hand your front and took you in his hand. “Fuck your handsome.” He grinned and picked you up again. He walked into the kitchen and sat you down in front of the kitchen table. He pushed you front down on the cold table. He ran a hand down your back and pushed a finger into your waiting hole. “Please Sero.” He grinned and unbuttoned his pants and took his cock out. He pushed the head against you opening and a gran escaped him when he pushed himself in all the way.
He moved quickly, you were both pent up. He was feral and he needed you. The slamming of himself against you ass that jiggled so pretty for him. God, he had needed you, and missed you so much. It was not a long fuck, it was quick but needed. 
“I’m gonna cum in your pretty hole baby,” I was a statement and shortly after he spilled himself in you. You were so full, full of him and you had missed it so much. It had been far too long.
He grabbed you throat and pulled you up against him, your sweaty back against his sweaty front. You could feel his abs contracting when you clenched around him.
“Control yourself.” You laughed, you had missed him so much. Missed this. He hugged you tight  while still being deep inside you.
A knock on your door made him stop, had he been followed. You laughed and patted him on his chest. “Pizza.” You said it nonchalant and grabbed his shirt to cover yourself before opening the door to take the pizza.
“Let's eat.”
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rk-tmblr · 4 months
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I've waited there, y'know? Standing like a stupid who thought that maybe, while you walked away, your eyes would've turned back to at least say that goodbye I did deserved.
But they didn't.
...you didn't.
-Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru
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malencholic-nyx · 1 year
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(What if... I) furthermore..
But what if there's hope beyond this darkened veil,
A light that shines bright, that will never pale?
What if I can fight this battle and win,
Find the strength to start again?
What if I seek help and speak my truth,
Find others who've been through what I'm going through?
What if I can break free from this chains,
And find a way to heal my heart and pains?
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What if I'm not alone in this fight,
And there's a community that will help me see the light?
What if I take one step, and then another,
And find a path to rediscover?
So, what if I choose to believe,
That there's a way out of this maze of grief?
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What if I take a chance on life,
And find the courage to survive?
(What if... II) by –Nyx
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writingwelltips · 28 days
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Writing is a piece of you, don’t try to make it a piece of someone else.
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wonderwander4511 · 11 months
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All over again
I wanna be nervous
With the nervous you
All over again
.
I wanna feel
That innocence
Those first times
That fear
Those magical times
I wanna be
So sure
Of that unsurety
I wanna be
Trembling
To breathe around you
To look into your eyes
To not smile from my heart
Around you
All over again
.
I wanna feel
Your nervousness
To touch my hand
To look at my lips
I wanna see
Your heart pound
I wanna feel you
So close
From so far
All over again
.
I wanna feel
So sure
To let go
Of myself
Yet so scared
Of letting go
Of myself
I wanna take
That leap of faith
To loose everything
To just be with you
To find my whole self
All over again
.
I wanna be nervous
With the nervous you
All over again
.
.
.
.
.
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fleurcense · 7 days
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I am no good for you. Standing next you is a sin. How can you allow yourself to stand next to the most hideous creature to exist on earth? Dirt refuses to let its ground touch my feet. Mirrors crack upon seeing the reflections of me. I am made not to be worshipped but to be insulted. You? You are made for everything. I love you, i cherish you, i adore you, i want your two arms wrap themselves around me so i can smell your cologne entering my body, engraving it in my mind for eternity.
But i can’t possibly have you. You deserve to be loved by all and i deserve to be loved by none. I am simply too hideous. I refuse to let you see me.
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Still Water & A Moving Mountain!
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agendercrisisx · 1 year
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My talents is being able to have a stone face while writing or reading smut. Cause I can do it besides family and they have no idea.
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rk-tmblr · 6 months
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“I have saved pictures of you in my phone gallery and it feels so weird. I can't swallow the lump in my throat every time I think to delete them, but at the same time I can't shake the guilt that weights me down every day I still keep them.”
-Suna Rintaro/Miya Osamu
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malencholic-nyx · 1 year
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•"A Message of Encouragement"
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Oh sweet girl, you are not alone,
In this journey, you are not on your own.
Your strength and courage, shining so bright,
In the darkest of nights, a guiding light.
Hold on tight, to your hope and dreams,
And know that you are more than what it seems.
You are a warrior, brave and true,
And your light will guide you, to a brighter hue.
(bravery) by
-Nyx :)
@lilyjaycee27 @pinkvillain
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3.Writers aren’t bound by societal morals
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Human life is made up of so many complicated layers, it’s quite fascinating when you think about it. Imagine you could be living in your hometown one minute just pushing through with your educational studies, and the next minute your hopping on a plane pursing a once in a lifetime opportunity. Imagine growing up never really dreaming of a fairytale wedding, but one day you could be walking down the street and bump into the love of your life. What’s here one day, could be gone the next and vice versa. Nothing is set in stone, so if you want to change do it, if you want to pack it all up and move into a van than go for it. The opportunities that are presented today, may not be available later on. Just go forward. We as humans are not made one dimensional, so why should our lives be.
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