#I’m just a massive simp don’t mind me

[chimkin-samich]

HI MOD SLY HERE WERE U THE ONE WHO ASKED HOW TALL SHE WAS FOR THIS DJFJFKSJCJC

I love it I LOVE IT SO MUCH 😭 Sun and Moons simping, your yeeting them out of the way for her 💀 ITS FANTASTIC I’m eating all of this, the art the idea the everything, thank you for feeding us ✨✨

(Ps u gotta fight me for Tari tho /lh/jk)

I made fanart of @chimkin-samich characters, I'm obsessed with the way they draw, and their character Tari, originally I only looked at their art for Sun and Moon but their OC making me feel like

[hazbinwhoree]

Could you do Adam x reader headcanons and how he is around his band?

Love your writing btw, makes me happy everytime I see you post :DDD

Adam x Reader Headcanons

SFW

Adam does his absolute best to be a good boyfriend

His biggest fear is losing you like he lost Lilith and Eve

Can’t stand the idea of being alone again

Possessive, he loves showing you off and letting people know who you belong to

He does this mostly through hickeys and PDA

Touchy as fuck

This man is so touch starved, he’s on you every minute he can be

Holding hands, an arm around your waist, an elbow mockingly resting on top of your head (he’s massive), doesn’t matter

As long as you’re touching in some way

He’s the big spoon but he does like to lay on you and have you hold him from time to time

His bandmates constantly tease him about you

Cause he’s such a simp for you

Sometimes, his drummer will flirt with you to piss him off and it always leads to Adam dragging you off somewhere to have angry sex

Dedicates songs to you on stage during their shows

Completely ignores his groupies after every show, heading straight to you

His band and most people in general actually really like you two together

Adam is much more tolerable when he’s around you

His groupies don’t like you, but the rest of the band is grateful they have more of a chance to get some now

Whenever Sera needs to put Adam in line, she threatens to tell you about his behavior

That always checks him immediately

He said “I love you” first

Heavy attachment issues, you’re almost always together

NSFW

So vulgar during sex

Loves to talk during it (a yapper both in every day life and in sex)

Is good at dirty talk though so you don’t mind

Your favorite, however, is when he talks you through it and praises you

Gives the best head

Like seriously, I’m talking legs shaking, unable to walk afterwards kind of good

He has long fingers and a long tongue which always works in your favor

Refuses to sub, has to have complete control in the bedroom

With hookups, he always focused on his own pleasure, but with you, he’s a giver

Makes sure you cum first 90% of the time

His favorite position is missionary so he can look at you

Eye contact goes crazy

He loves making you maintain eye contact while he fucks you

It’s intimate for him

He’s 50/50 when it comes to pace

Sometimes he likes to be rough and fast

Other times he likes to be slow and intimate, makes love

Always cums inside of you

Like, always

You can’t think of a time he didn’t

Tits over ass, another reason he likes missionary

He also likes when you ride him sitting up

Fucks you standing up a lot, holding you, just to show off your size difference

Sex drive through the roof, you have sex at least once a day

Keeps a folder of naughty pictures of you to jerk off to on the rare occasions he doesn’t have access to you

Will still have sex with you even if you’re on your period

He’s that guy

Fucks with his mask on as often as he fucks with it off

When he wears his mask he loves when you hold onto the horns, and when he doesn’t wear the mask he loves when you tangle your fingers in his hair

Loves when you leave scratch marks on his back

He leaves hickeys, you leave scratch marks

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Poorly Explains: Epic The musical

Troy saga

Odysseus: We are going to reverse piñata these bitches. Then I’m going home to my wife and son.

(Proceeds to kick ass)

Odysseus: (gets a vision) What in Hades was that?

Zeus: need you to stab something.

Odysseus: Cool

(Breaks into a nursery)

Odysseus: You want me to kill this baby?!

Zeus: Yep! He will grow up and kill your family if you don’t. Good luck with your mental health after this.

Odysseus: (sings about being a guy before dropping the baby out the window)

Odysseus: I may have some PTSD

Eurylochus: I’m going to be a Massive pain later btw, I’m hungry.

Odysseus: Stealth mission on the island. Polites you’re with me.

Polites: I’m just covered in death flags.

(Later)

Polites: you should be more receptive

Odysseus: Maybe you’re right… but not with these guys.

(Athena appears)

Athena: Bitch did I just catch you feeling things again? You’re a warrior of the mind.

Odysseus: Yes I remember the flashback.

(Go to cave to get food)

Cyclops Saga

Polyphemus: why you invading my cave and killing my sheep?!

Odysseus: S*** man. Our bad. The name is nobody. Have some wine as an apology.

Polyphemus:(chugs it) Thanks… now I kill you.

(Polyphemus proceeds to go clubbing)

Polites: Oh no my death flags… (gets killed)

Eurylochus: So we killing that cyclops?

Odysseus: No… we are blinding him, stealing his sheep and then I’m doxxing myself.

Athena: What the f***?! I am leaving. You are too emotional.

Odysseus: This is why you have no friends!

Athena:… F*** you… you man! (Leaves)

(A storm approaches)

Storm Saga

Odysseus: probably unrelated to the cyclops but oh look! Sky islands!

Eurylochus: Captain… I think maybe we should NOT mess with the gods anymore.

Odysseus: Eurylochus, I get your concern… but don’t undermine me again.

Aeolus: Yo, I put the storm in this bag. You should be good. Just don’t have anyone open it.

Odysseus: No worries. I completely trust my crew and they wouldn’t be mutinous enough to disobey my order

(The crew proceeds to prove him wrong)

Poseidon: Oh look, it’s Odysseus of Ithaca. The guy who blinded my son.

Odysseus:… F***! The storm was related.

Poseidon: Killing your fleet.

Odysseus: Because I DIDNT kill your son?

Poseidon: Yep! Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves

(Wipes out fleet)

Odysseus: Seriously? What the f***!?

Poseidon: Your turn now

Odysseus: Lol nope! (Opens wind bag to release rest of the storm.

(Lands on Circe’s island)

Circe Saga

Eurylochus: Captain… I need to tell you

Odysseus: Eury… not now. Go scout or something.

(Eurylochus leaves then comes back)

Eurylochus: Men are pigs.

Odysseus: That’s a rude thing to say sure they have some crass

Eurylochus: No. A witch turned them into pigs.

Odysseus: oh… well damn.

Hermes: Hey Odysseus, want to fight Circe?

Odysseus: Ballin.

(Proceeds to go fight Circe, nearly wins)

Circe: How about I let you tap this ass (secretly holding knife)

Odysseus: Look, you are hot. But I have a wife who I’m an unapologetic simp for.

Circe: Damn, I can’t kill you. But I will send you to the underworld.

Odysseus: Wait… isn’t that the same thing?

(So Odysseus and his crew are restored and sent to the underworld.)

Underworld Saga

Odysseus: Sure is Undertale Genocide route up in here.

Polites: Catch phrase.

Anticlea: Dying… Odysseus I’m your mother and I died waiting.

Odysseus: I am going to need so much therapy later.

Tiresias: Vague Spoilers! Also your wife with a man who is a total monster

Odysseus: WHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tiresias: Good luck bitch. (Leaves)

Odysseus: Maybe I need to be a monster

(They leave the underworld)

Thunder saga

Syren: Odysseus, it’s me your wife. You should jump in the water

Odysseus: But Penelope… I’m just a sexy little baby.

Syren: please?

Odysseus: Okay, but only if you tell me how to get to Ithaca by avoiding Poseidon.

Syren: (gives directions) now jump in

Odysseus: (goes from UwU to 🔪🔪🔪)

Odysseus: BTW we captured your friends.

Syren: WTF

Odysseus: Sashimi time

(Slaughters them)

Odysseus: To the lair of Scylla

Eurylochus: Hey Captain… I need to tell you something…

Odysseus: Eurylochus have the crew light up 6 torches

Eurylochus: I opened the wind bag!

Odysseus: … Make sure you’re holding one of the torches.

Scylla: Oh boy free eats.

(Eats 6 people)

Eurylochus: Did you just sacrifice 6 of our friends?!

Odysseus: You are litterally the LAST person who gets to judge.

(Mutiny occurs)

Eurylochus: I’m hungry. Oh look cows.

Odysseus: You idiot don’t touch the cows. They are the sun god’s!

(The cow was killed)

Zeus: So I heard you like killing cattle. Great news I love flexing on mortals.

Odysseus: Damn it Eurylochus…

Zeus: Alright Odysseus, you get to choose. You or your crew.

Odysseus: Me. I miss my wife.

Eurylochus: Seriously?

Odysseus: You Litterally caused a mutiny a few hours ago. You guys ain’t s***

Zeus: Welp. Time to Bolt

(Kills everyone but Odysseus)

Wisdom Saga

(8 year time skip)

Telemachus: Yo what up everyone. I’m the lovable son of Odysseus. He’s been missing for a while and now we got an infestation of Simps.

Antinous: You brat, where’s your hot mom?

Telemachus: Stop objectifying my mom.

Antinous: What you gonna do about it champ?

(Proceeds to get in a fist fight)

Telemachus: I could really use some help?

Athena: Did somebody need help?

Telemachus: A Friend?!

Athena: Uppercut that bitch.

(Telemachus proceeds to lose but did put up a decent fight)

Telemachus: You are my best friend now.

Athena: I would bury myself for you.

Telemachus: So you mentioned another friend of yours. You should go help him too.

Athena: Yea… I should. I wonder what he’s been up to

(Sees everything he’s been up to including getting captured by calypso)

Calypso: I’m a hot goddess. How are you not begging me to bone?

Odysseus: I miss my wife.

(Is borderline suicidal)

Athena: Crap… it’s worse than I thought.

Zeus: Wait… you want us to intervene on behalf of a mortal? We are gods. We don’t do that

Athena: That is Litterally ALL you do. And usually disguised as animals so you can…

Zeus: (changing subject) Okay okay! Let’s make it a game. Convince these gods to release him and me. Then I’ll release him.

Apollo: He killed the Syrens. I liked their songs.

Athena: They started it, and now the other Syrens will be more careful

Apollo: Fair point. Release him.

Hephaestus: He sacrificed his crew.

Athena: They betrayed him first, and if he is freed he will Rebuild his life.

Hephaestus: Okay fair, Release him.

Aphrodite: His mother died waiting for him.

Athena: The War was your f***ing fault!

Ares: Nice try. (Buts in)

Athena: Ares you cheapshotting bastard.

Area: He mocked the cyclops but didn’t kill him, used cowardly tactics. He’s pathetic and weak like his son!

Athena: (rage mode activated) HOLD YOUR TONGUE! Don’t insult my boy!

(Kicks ares ass)

Athena: Odysseus will slaughter all the suitors, and tell your whore of a girlfriend broken hearts can mend.

Ares and Aphrodite: Release him.

Hera: Give me one good reason.

Athena: He’s never cheated in his wife.

Hera: (glares at Zeus) Release him immediately.

Athena: I won your game.

Zeus: Ah but you forget… I’m a petty bitch! (Strikes her with lightning)

Athena: (badly hurt) Please… release him.

(And it’s implied he did)

Vengence Saga

Calypso: I’m not sorry for loving you.

Odysseus: You kept me here against my will for 8 years. Whatever emotions I feel towards you are Stockholm syndrome at best. Later.

(Hermes appears)

Hermes: Ready for one last ride?

Odysseus: Bring it!

(Proceeds to have a dance number with Hermes and get passed Charybdis)

Odysseus: I’m finally home.

Poseidon: Bitch you thought.

Odysseus: No, I am not dealing with this today.

Poseidon: Get in the water!

Odysseus: 600 Strike!

(Cue anime fight)

Poseidon: You may have won by some miracle… but now that storm blocks your way home. Sucks to be you.

Odysseus: No… sucks to be you.

(Odysseus proceeds to penetrate Poseidon with his trident until the god begs for mercy)

Poseidon: How will you sleep at night.

Odysseus: Next to my wife. On a mattress from Mattressfirm! Save 100 dollars on your next purchase with the code f***youposeidon.

(Now at Ithaca)

Ithaca saga

Penelope: Welp, I’ve stalled as long as I could with the Loom. Time to use the bow stall challenge.

The suitors: It’s impossible! No one could string this bow.

Penelope: Skill issue, call me when someone does.

(Hours later)

Antinous: F*** this! Let’s just go kill her son and then open her bedroom door and [Redacted)

(Gets killed by arrow)

Odysseus: I’m killing all of you now.

Suitors: We need to get weapons:

Telemachus: I’m back, and you guys should just surrender now.

Suitors: Are you nuts, your father will kill us anyway. (Proceeds to attack son.

Odysseus: Oh I’m going to kill you guys even harder now.

(Brutally kills all the suitors)

Telemachus: Daddy?

Odysseus: Son?

(Cue hug)

Odysseus: I’m so proud of you. Now go tell your mother I’m home. I’ll be there in a moment.

Telemachus: I will. (Heads off to tell mom)

Odysseus: So Athena, you gonna say hi or…

Athena: You may have been right about being merciful.

Odysseus: Nah, you were right. And btw, I’m gonna retire from this warrior business. I only want to see my wife. I’m too old for this s***

(Prepares to see wife)

Penelope: Is that you my love?

Odysseus: I changed a Lot over the years… I’m not the same. But could you fall in love with me again maybe?

Penelope: I see… move our wedding bed then.

Odysseus: WTF that is Rooted to the ground. I made that bed with my hands! How can you ask that.

Penelope: Only my husband knew that. So you are him!

Odysseus: Oh…

Penelope: I will fall in love with you every single time. No matter where or when.

Odysseus: (crying) Penelope!

Penelope: Now get your ass over here! I’ve waited 20 years for you and momma has needs.

[boba-beom]

me running full speed to your inbox because you said taehyun (it’s me the full time taehyun simp)

fratboy football player taehyun x cheerleader!reader 😁😁😁 (i know he’s more of a soccer guy but BARE W MEEE)

honestly football players txt all of them… sookai ate this up in ways i can’t even describe

good girl cheerleader reader who’s a little ditzy but she’s so sweet n sugary… tutoring w/ football player tyun who’s also top of his classes cos he’s just so smart hehe .. the tension at his games good lord

RAAAAAH YES AND YES LIA OMGGG YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND MY JAW DROPPED 🫠

footballer!taehyun x cheerleader!reader suggestive thoughts (literally all over the place bear with me)

first of all I LOVE this concept, and I wholeheartedly agree that sookai ate up that fit but they’re a good looking group of guys who can fu—

idk what it is but when you mentioned ‘sweet n sugary’ I get it, I really do omfg. like every time the cheerleaders have a dress rehearsal you’re all out on the field beside where the footballers have their training outdoors. short fitting shorts under the cute flap of your mini pleated skirt and your fitted long sleeved bodysuit with the university’s logo and the name of the football team you’re supporting.

literally going insane over the fact taehyun most likely watches the cheerleaders, specifically you, doing cartwheels and splits, his tongue poking his cheek once he sees just how flexible you are. probably storing it in a compartment in his brain with a massive label addressed as your name in bold and all caps.

thing is, taehyun knows you’re too good and a little ditzy to even realise half of the team is salivating over you. even better, you don’t know what he thinks when he watches you, thinking he’s giving you innocent eye contact from where he was watching.

tutoring with him must be fun. he knows your ditzy, but also knows you’re academically competent. he knows that when you set your mind to it, you’re able to do it with confidence. hence your place in cheer since the selection for the group wasn’t easy.

during your tutoring sessions you’d sometimes come in your practice clothes after a cheer rehearsal—the clothes being a oversized cropped tshirt and skin tight booty shorts that leaves little to the imagination. sitting next to taehyun and he instantly glances down at the meat of your thighs while you take your books and laptop out.

occasionally, he’d be talking to you about a section within the subject in which you’re struggling in but far from failing. you just want all your grades to be as good as his. he’s been your inspiration this whole time anyway. and sometimes when you work out the questions a little quicker than he does, he lays his warm palm against your inner knee and caresses your exposed skin gently, cooing praises like, “you’ve gotten better I see.” or even a, “atta girl” 😵‍💫🫠🤯

and the games THE GAMES 😵‍💫 I just know tension rises during the games, knowing just how competitive he can be and you’re cheering as hard as you can for the home team, for taehyun. just like when the cheerleaders are performing at the beginning of the game (idk how it works I’m sorry I’ve never been to … nor seen an american football game cjdmdk) the footballers are all getting ready to enter the field, and once the performance is done you make sure to make eye contact with taehyun and blowing him a kiss with a wink. that’ll for sure keep his energy up at the beginning of the game.

and let’s say the home team won 🤭 and the cheer squad end with another performance, you run up to taehyun and congratulate him for being one of the teams best players that evening. smiling up at him with your sweet smile, asking him if you can be his plus one to the team’s celebration later that night. how can taehyun refuse?

“‘course you can, doll. want you by my side tonight, m’kay?” and he’d cup your cheek, thumb caressing your skin until he slides his hand to cup your jaw, then a little lower to hold onto your neck with no pressure.

and all you do is nod with your pretty doe eyes and your pretty, perfect smile that has him wrapped around your finger. boy does taehyun want to ditch that afterparty and take you home to ruin in his sheets. because fuck the tension, he wants you. he always has.

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[danikamariewrites]

could i request one with rhys x reader with him being a MASSIVE simp for reader, like rhys is in a meeting at the NC and he is so irritated. Reader comes in bc she’s needy and doesn’t care ab the others there she needs rhys. his eyes soften when he sees her enter the meetingroom, she sits on his cock and rhys is irritated that the others are looking/stopped talking and says

”what are you looking at, keep going😒”

Meetings With You (SMUT)

Rhys x reader

A/n: this is my favorite “trope” anon so thank you for requesting it bc I haven’t thought of it yet and now I’m disappointed in myself🫣 like as soon as I saw this request I had to write it

Warnings: smut, daddy kink

Rhys was perpetually bored. This meeting was going on for far too long. Kier was clearly dragging things out hoping to get what he wanted. Or hoping that Rhys would get bored of him and compromise. He didn’t like staying in the manor at the Court of Nightmares for long. Especially when you were with him. Rhys never wanted to put you harms way.

Truthfully, he wanted to be with you right now. The last time he saw you was early this morning when he kissed you goodbye as you slept. Rhys would’ve brought you to this meeting but he knows how much you hate being around Kier and he’d never make you uncomfortable.

The room finally fell into a lull as everyone collected their thoughts and whispered amongst each other. Rhys was about to lean over to whisper something to Azriel when a knock sounded at the office door. He rolled his eyes, flicking his wrist to let the door slowly creak open.

When you see everyone sitting around the meeting table you drop your head a little and start to fidget with your fingers. You look at Rhys through your lashes, all the stress seemed to,have left his body the second he laid eyes on you. You were so cute when you got all shy and quiet. “Sorry,” you mumble, “I’ll just go.”

Before you could leave Rhys was up and cleared the room in a few strides, gently taking your hands and kissing across your knuckles. “You have nothing to be sorry for, darling.” He purred with a small smile. “What can I do for you?” You scanned the room behind him, catching Kier roll his eyes at the back of Rhys’ head. “Hey,” his smooth voice echoed in your head. Your gaze snapping back to him. “Don’t worry about them. They don’t matter. You matter. Now, what did you need me for princess?”

“Just missed you. And wanted to be with you.” You gave him a small smile that he returned. “Would you like to sit with me? It shouldn’t be much longer anyways.” You nod and Rhys leads you over to his seat. He pulls you onto his lap wrapping an arm around. Rhys traces circles on your lower back with his fingers while you rest your head on his shoulder, making yourself comfortable.

You can feel eyes on you. You move slightly to look around but Rhys keeps you held firmly to his body. “Let’s continue shall we. And don’t stare gentlemen, it’s rude.” Dark power flickers in his eyes as the males quickly turn the attention to anywhere but you. Kier and one of the governors begin bickering and you feel Rhys tense under you.

You start tracing patterns on his chest, moving your eyes to gaze up at him. “I lied earlier.” You whisper in his mind. Those stunning violet eyes flicker down to you, then back up. “About what princess?” “I didn’t just want to sit with you. I need you. Need you inside me.” Your needy tone catches Rhys off guard, letting it show in his face.

He quickly throws a shield up to mask your scents as you move to straddle him, burying your face in his neck to leave small seductive kisses, and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Please daddy, want your cock so bad.” Rhys bites his lip to hold back his moan. You feel the bulge in his pants rub against your thigh. “Fuck princess. I’ll give you what you want but you have to stay still.” You nod against his neck.

Rhys reaches his hands down to undo his pants, freeing his cock. He pushes your skirt up your thighs so you can sink down on him easily. “No panties? My naughty princess.” A tiny moan slips through your lips as you fully sit on Rhys’ cock. You hear the conversation stop for a second and then continue as if nothing interrupted the males political discussion.

“What are your thoughts High Lord?” One of the governors asks Rhys. You don’t even hear his answer. You’re too engrossed in the pleasure of him just being inside you. Of being able to wrap yourself around him. You mindlessly start to grind your hips down on him. Rhys grips the edge of the table so hard his knuckles turn white. He bucks his hips into yours, signaling you to stop.

But you feel like testing the waters today. So you lean back a little. Bringing your palms to cup the back of his neck, moving your hips at an agonizing pace. Even lifting a little off his cock. Rhys scoops you back to his chest, you felt his chest vibrate from the growl he let out.

Rhys decided if you weren’t going to play fair neither would he. He lifts you by the back of your thighs so you’re just barley kneeling. Rhys starts to quickly fuck into you. He can tell your holding back your moans and he doesn’t like that. “C’mon princess, let them know how good daddy is making you feel.” A loud moan escapes you.

You can once again feel everyone’s eyes on you. “Is there anything?” Rhys snaps, “or can you leave us?” One of the braver advisors cleared his throat, “Y-yes my lord. Err, the-the-“ “Spit it out.” He yells, pulling you back down to sit on him again.

You let out a satisfied hum. The only thing on your mind is how good Rhys feels buried inside you. You can feel your juices dripping down your thigh, making a mess on his pants. Fuck, you just wanted him to throw you on the table and never stop thrusting into you. You press your face deeper into his neck as the conversation drones on. Rhys’ scent making you feel relaxed and feral for him at the same time. He strokes the back of your head as it to say ‘soon princess’.

“Is that truly all? Or do you have more pointless agendas to bother me with today Kier?” Chairs scrape against the floor signaling the meeting was finally over. They filed out, Cassian and Azriel leaving last. Rhys stood and laid you out on the long table. His cock still inside you. “Now where we’re we princess?” His signature feline grin gracing his lips.

[minisugakoobies]

Paradise Chapter 14 - Teaser | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: smut, neighbors to lovers (not quite friends but not quite strangers), love triangle, Stripper!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Teaser Warnings: reference to blow jobs

Teaser Word Count: 859 (actual chapter TBD)

Disclaimers: None, other than obviously I don’t own BTS - they simply inspire me

A/N: Helloooooo… sorry it's taking so long for the next update. Here's a little peek at how the chapter begins. Can you believe we're coming up on 2 YEARS since this started?? 😳 Wild. Thank you for hanging on! 💕

(This chapter is still in progress, so this is subject to change!)

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Turns out that impulsiveness looks pretty good on you. 

Or so you think to yourself, catching your reflection in the mirror of the men’s room as you leave Jungkook to collect himself after giving him the best blow job of his life (your words - although, based on the look on his face as you’d swallowed, you might not be far off). 

You hadn’t planned on dragging him into the bathroom like that, but upon seeing him walk out onto the terrace in that grey belted suit, looking like an absolute dream, well, you simply could not help yourself.

You also hadn’t meant to tell him you missed him last night. But you had, because you did. God, when had you turned into this - this massive simp? It was only yesterday morning that you’d woken up in Jungkook’s embrace. You’d barely spent 24 hours apart - so why were you so desperate to get back into his arms?

Of course, none of this matters right now. There are only minutes to go before the ceremony begins, and you need to pull your head out of the clouds and get back to Jennie and the others. Starting by escaping the men’s room sight unseen.

“YN!” 

Or not.

As soon as you close the door, you hear Jin’s voice calling to you. He’s standing at the other end of the little hallway, near the entrance to the reception room.

“Hey,” you reply, trying to be the most nonchalant you’ve ever been in your life, as if you weren’t just gagging on Jungkook’s dick in a public bathroom. 

Jin smiles as you approach, but there’s a gleam in his eye that makes you nervous, and you’re so busy trying to come up with a valid excuse for why he saw you emerging from the men’s room that you apparently forget how to walk, trip over the hem of your gown, and crash directly against his chest. 

“Easy, tiger!” he laughs, arms locking around your back as he helps you stand back upright. “I’m used to ladies throwing themselves at me, but only you’ve taken it literally.” 

You roll your eyes, but you’re pretty sure he’s not lying about fighting off admirers, given that he looks like a supermodel in his crisply tailored tuxedo. His bowtie is a little crooked thanks to being squashed by your face during your ungainly landing, so you gently fix it, and Jin thanks you with a soft grin. 

“I left my glasses at home, so tell me - did I just see you leav-” Jin suddenly stops in the middle of his sentence, his gaze drifting over your shoulder. “Oh. Nevermind, I see.” He takes a step back, arms falling from your waist.

Another hand slips into yours. 

Jungkook didn’t wait very long before following you out of the restroom. He squeezes your hand as you glance at him, but he stares directly at Jin, nostrils flaring slightly, eyes narrowed, lips pursed tightly as if - as if -

Oh, shit. 

“You left this behind, jagiya.” Jungkook turns to you, his face shifting into a softer expression as he produces your clutch like some sort of trophy. You must’ve left it on the counter. “Did you want me to hold it during the ceremony?” 

Your brain is lagging severely at the moment, trying to process two major facts at once. Fact one: Jin obviously realized that you were with Jungkook in the bathroom. Fact two: you completely forgot to tell Jungkook that Jin would be at the wedding. Which, given the events of the last 24 hours, it’s understandable that it slipped your mind, but this isn’t how you’d expected to officially introduce them. 

On top of that, Jungkook has asked you a question. And is now waiting for an answer, while Jin watches in polite silence. 

“Um. Yes. Sorry, yes, can you keep an eye on it for me?” 

Jungkook nods, tucking the clutch into his jacket and patting it lightly. “Of course,” he says, nodding solemnly, as if you’d just asked him to protect precious goods and not a cheap bag full of tissues and mints. 

Jin clears his throat lightly. 

“Oh! I’m sorry, Jin, this is Jungkook, Jungkook, Jin.” 

Of all the ways for these two to meet, this might not be the most embarrassing, but it’s definitely up there. There’s still a bit of Jungkook’s taste lingering on your tongue as the two men shake hands, Jin wincing slightly. 

You try to quickly fill Jungkook in. “Jin’s the best man.” 

“Sure am.” Jin grins. 

“He and Yoongi grew up together,” you add, ignoring Jin’s little interjection, knowing that Jungkook didn’t miss it based on the way his jaw flexes violently, as if he’s gnashing his teeth. 

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook. That’s quite a grip you have there.” Jin slides his hands into his pockets. “YN’s told me a little about you.”

“Nice to meet you, too,” Jungkook replies, inclining his head slightly. His hand returns to yours, fingers locking firmly. “Wish I could say the same, but YN never mentions you.” 

You try to control your face as you look at Jungkook. What did he just say?

© 2021-22-23 by sunshinerainbowsbts/minisugakoobies. Please do not repost or steal.

[starwarsbundle]

Pt. 3. TBB Headcannons they probably deserve.

Doesn’t matter if it’s been a couple of days since I last watched some Bad Batch (cause I’m procrastinating. What? You ask? I DON’T KNOW, PROCRASTINATION HITS OKAY)

But. That Fine(tm) Batch are still the majority of my thoughts.

Anyhoo, I felt like doing Crosshair today. As of yet, he hasn’t really grown on me (I respect y’all Crosshair simps, but am still confused). But I want to do Headcannons on him regardless.

Crosshair is the youngest sibling. No, not Wrecker, Crosshair. I specifically think it goes age wise - Echo, Tech, Hunter, Wrecker, Crosshair. (Hunter just has massive Big Sibling energy.) And I know for a fact that younger siblings have a favourite older sibling they want the attention of (*speaks from experience*) and Crosshair’s older sibling is Hunter. He just wants Hunter’s attention and appreciation - but doesn’t know how to communicate it well.

Is a Drama Queen(tm). FIGHT ME. HE IS. following on from the sibling thing, as a cadet he probably did the most outrageous and absurd things to get Hunter’s attention. That calmed a LITTLE as he grew up, but not too much. Now he does outrageous sh$t because he can.

Doesn’t like being alone. Being alone gives him the Big Sad. He won’t ever say so - but he loves his brothers’ company with a passion. And he really just wants to have them back after he joins the Empire.

Being Snarky is his way of showing he loves his brothers. (Mans has issues, we know). Tech knows this to be a fact because his first subjects of study were his brothers; and so he has learned each of their specific ways of showing affection. Sometimes Crosshair IS just being a sarcastic sourpuss, but Tech knows the difference. Hunter (sort of) does, and Wrecker was always happy to love his baby brother anyway.

Crosshair would absolutely wear black fishnet gloves with black painted nails. (He probably let Omega paint them but doesn’t talk about it).

His hair (when it grows, mind you) is actually pretty curly. He has a habit of straightening it. Obsessively, so no one knows he has it.

Definitely listens to “The Game” by the Starbenders. Can sing it word-for-word, and does it rather well, too.

Is secretly terrified of doing wrong by Echo. (The Batch is young by Reg standards). Crosshair absolutely had a Moment when he learned Echo was to join the team. (An original reg from the war?! 😲 *le gasp*) He sees Echo as a figure that represents so much he aspires to be - almost a celebrity figure. If Crosshair was (and we know he was) ever a little sh$t in his way of saying he looked up to Hunter, by comparison he treats Echo with a guarded respect none of his other brothers get.

Was Tech’s original little helper. Hence, how he can predict the Batch’s movements based on what decisions Tech was likely to make.

Sometimes listens to synthwave music when he misses Tech.

Cries. A LOT. this pairs up with his being alone issues. Never cries in public though. Mans just wants his brothers back.

Is definitely the clingiest of the Batch, even compared to Wrecker. AND, loves hugs. Like, looks and sounds like a porcupine, but melts to hugs. Will not pull away first.

Crosshair seems like a porcupine but is really a sad hamster. Dude needs a break.

[thedvilsinthedetails]

Heyyyy…

hey im still figuring out what i wanna be called but for now u can call me Jamie if u want I’m genderfluid as fuck [they/she/he or whatever idegafatp]

some typa aroace spectrum probs grayace & demiromantic also omniromantic - in general I have nothing figured out

so a simp w like a slight preference for men ig but kinda ace most of the time but sometimes very not

neurospicy bitch

writing request status: OPEN FOR MICROFICS RN

I’m a rosekiller loverrr but also a multi shipper so u never know what ur gonna see ig [but probably Rosekiller, Wolfstar, Dorlene, Starchaser maybe some sunkiller if I’m in the mood etc] for the record just bc I don’t ship smth doesn’t mean I support hating it even as a joke [translation: prongsfoot is chill leave them be]

if u don’t like smth, just ignore it, if u send me hate I’ll reply w shitty jokes probs

my dream job is to be an actor [screen actor specifically]

Media I like:

Fav TV stuff: Challengers, Gravity Falls, Cruella, 10 things I hate about you, into the spiderverse

Fav author is @neil-gaiman also that man is my idol so I’ll probs reblog him a shit ton [do u think he’ll like…mind that I tagged him? Sorry if this bothered u Neil!!!] Music [uhhh changes all the time tbh but for rn]: The Neighbourhood, Olivia Rodrigo, Conan Gray [Kid Krow phase rn], Chappell Roan, Renée Rapp, Green day, Ricky Montgomery, NOAHFINNCE, MARINA and Hozier

Spider-Man. Fucking love Spider-Man.

One thing to note about me tho: obvi I love recommendations but I find starting literally any new forms of media really fucking daunting for no reason [this is everything: songs, movies, books etc]

e.g. I fucking love spider verse but I still haven’t watched movie 2, same w latest season of young royals, same with even like ONE song alone I find it rlly hard and really scary

so if u give me recommendations and I don’t get back to u about them for ages it’s not bc I forgot or i was ignoring u but bc I find it scary so pls be patient :)

also same w please don’t like assume I’m knowledgeable about like any of the music artists I named earlier bc tbh I don’t rlly listen to artists I listen to songs [im still a fan of a lot of music artists ofc but the artists I listen to ≠ the artists I’m a fan of]

HI! welcome to my crazy blog, I love making friends im not at all scary I promise :D

Btw my inbox is ALWAYS open for spam, ship ramblings [even if it’s not smth I ship], info dropping about ur hyperfixations, venting, questions etc. [the only thing is no illegal ships bc it will be ignored] also sorry pre warning im shit with the inbox chains [‘send this to ten people who…’] so often I won’t answer those sorry, anything else I will make sure to answer but the chains I sometimes just forget about sorryyy

Barty Crouch Jr & James Potter kinnie

got a FAT crush on Evan Rosier [he’s the loml he just doesn’t know it yet] and also a crush on Dorcas Meadowes

I write sometimes:

I fell for you like glitter on stage - rosekiller band au, this was a microfic series on tumblr that I posted on ao3 for convenience [words: 4548] [this is my fav thing I’ve ever written lol]

we are all just prisoners here of our own device - Jegulus, a oneshot on ao3 based on the song ‘hotel California’ by the eagles. [Words: 6162]

Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? - ON HIATUS. Roman Empire Jegulus au with side Rosekiller, Wolfstar and Pandalily on ao3 [words: 6141] [currently I don’t want to write Jegulus - the hyperfixation hath faded]

also I’m in a marauders RP as Barty and u shld follow it bc we’re all super cool and funny and amazing and awesome and yeah @bartythebabygorljr

tags you’ll see on my page:

me and my old black biro > writing tag

Im in love with that Rosier boy > [this is a new one] me having a massive crush on Evan Rosier

the most boring soap opera > my life tag

I have an online diary called @miseryoforpheus if ur fascinated by my charming and irresistible personality

[The song at the bottom of my intro post changes all the time depending on how I’m feeling]

THIS BLOG SUPPORTS PALESTINE

THIS BLOG STANDS WITH UKRAINE

THIS BLOG THINKS JK ROWLING HAS A NEGATIVE QUANTITY OF BRAINCELLS

[starleska]

I’m not the one who sent the Ramón Salazar ask, unfortunately, but I DID just so happen to have a dream about him (or containing “him”) this morning if it’s any consolation. Almost certainly bc of you posting about him <3 bc, as per usual, I don’t even go here. Almost certainly inaccurate bc, as per usual, I don’t even go here. But he was there!

He just sort of manifested from smoke into my house and kidnapped! MY YOUNGER SISTER! He used some kind of mind control and she ran into the night off and disappeared into a massive cornfield by my own family’s farm, and I took off after her. Ramón didn’t try to stop me. He just spectated.

He didn’t say much to me, even when I found her in a building and discovered she wouldn’t leave captivity because of some magic or mind control, but about midway through my strange journey into the night to find a way to free her, he remarked:

“I must admit…you’ve piqued my interest. I didn’t think much of you before, but watching you go after your sister…hm…things have changed.”

Now…to my moral credit… I was focused on getting her back, I was ready to brawl, I was plotting, I was Leon Kennedy-ing it up or whoever goes after Ramón for whatever reason. I didn’t think anything about the statement then. 

It wasn’t until after I woke up and started documenting the dream in my little dream journal when I was like

…I have nothing for down bad accusations or ego accusations but to my credit again… A TRADE MAY HAVE SAVED HER MUCH FASTER JUST SAYING-

(I did get her back btw, rather easily. Idk how bc it happened over DREAM TIMESKIP. Smh, missed all the action. But me and my family did destroy a building he was keeping her in before I rescued her and before I “got rid of him”…whatever that meant)

!!!!!!!!!!!! DID YOU REALLY?!?!?! oh my god you LUCKY duck please tell me your secrets, i want to have a Ramón dream!!! 🙈💖💖💖 but oh my gosh i am so sorry for the horrifying circumstances of your dream!! though, that is very on-brand for Ramón...i'm afraid your poor sister was about to be infected with a parasite 💀 i can't believe that Dream Ramón was setting you up!!! to test you, perhaps - see if you'd be a worthy follower? perhaps even worthy of taking Las Plagas? 👀

dfgfdsdfg 'to my moral credit' i'm so proud of you for not simping while a family member is danger...but now she's fine, you can be as morally bankrupt as you please!!! 🥳🥳🥳 and there's a certain small castellan with a devilish smile who's terribly eager to meet you again...😉 it's a good thing that Ramón is so infatuated with you, however...by all accounts, he's not the sort of man you'd want to cross 🙈💖 not only is he horrendously cruel, that castle of his is stuffed full of traps which can send even the most attentive of intruders plummeting to their doom and horrifically impaled...but isn't that reassuring? Ramón will take care of you, his amorcito~ 🫠💖 and, you know...if you're taken by that nasty streak of his...he's known to mock his enemies as they fight him, taunting them as they 'dance': "Ahaha! ¡Qué bonito, qué bonito! You dance the bolero superbly!" and "Was that an act of defiance? Against me!? Hahahaha! You are simply precious, you small, small man!" 🥴💖 (dfgfdfg i'm glad you were able to get her back in the dream!! perhaps Ramón was feeling generous :3c after all, he doesn't want his dulzura to be anxious, now does he? 😉)

[soulshield39]

A compilation of things I have said while playing the Thousand Year Door Remake and talking to myself:

Spoilers ahead

Prologue and Chapter 1:

“THE THOUSAND YEAR DOOOOR! THE THOUSAND YEAR DOOR IS REEEEAAAAAAL

“Koopas are people too.”

“Gay. Gay. Homosexual. Gay.”

“I found the peach fankoopa and my mind’s eye gave him comic book guy’s voice”

“How does Koops’ hoodie work with his shell?”

“NAKED GRANDMA!” (During the thwomp quiz)

*doodlebob noises*

“I can defend Goombas having hair. Mushrooms can have hairlike features (see Lion’s Mane mushrooms). Mushrooms also have mycelium which is threadlike and can be compared to hair. Goombas are also mushrooms and therefore more related to animals than plants. Conclusion; goombas are mammalian. How koopa hair?”

“I don’t like Ms Mowz height compared to Mario especially during the kiss”

“YOU EAT PEOPLE”

“MY HEAAAAAARRRRT”

“What is my purpose” “You simp for a human” “Oh my god.”

“Oh my god I just remembered the most lovely animated game grumps moment”

“To egg or not to egg. That is the question.”

“A thought has occurred to me that the hair on koopas is probably more like thin spines that resemble hair, possibly being like quills on a porcupine (used to administer poison to something that tries to grab it). Or potentially because reptiles and birds are so similar (this is also true of Koopas given some can be born with wings) their hair is more like feathers that are thin enough to resemble hair”

“I just think baby yoshi with down feathers to keep warm is adorable “

Chapter 2

“Also met Flurry and my mind’s eye gave her Rarity’s voice”

“This tree is NOT osha regulated”

“…who’s gonna tell bowser that this isn’t princess peach-“

“That’s not very cash money of you, Kammy.”

Chapter 3

“…I hate gambling.”

“Who do ya need me to kill?”

Flurry expresses uncertainty. “I’m liking the sound of this, who do we have to kill?”

“This is the ugliest room I have ever seen, my eyes are bleeding”

“I just realized that this is Rock Hawk’s locker room. thERE IS CARPET IN IT! NOOOO”

“Have to pick between Kringus or Child Soldier for Yoshi Name”

“I went with C.S. Short for Child Soldier”

“I smell a coverup.”

“I don’t trust this fedora wearing goon. I know his secret already it’s a matter of the characters learn it”

“…is rawkhawk stupid?”

“He just blatantly admitted to cheating in front of a massive audience, cameras and probably the entire world.”

Chapter 4 (favorite so far)

“I barely started and the people being turned into pigs is genuinely freaking me out”

And I’m also sad because I gave a mother a peach item so she can feed her children because she can’t afford food. And then she turned into a pig. I’m freaked out.”

“That Doopliss bastard is going to pay for his mass mutilation.”

“Doopliss your prank idea sucks and you don’t know what irony means. Irony would be them being constantly gloomy but then being horrifyingly happy to an unnerving degree”

“Thanks goombella. I saved your mycelium skin from creeps. Thanks, Koops, I literally saved your dad. Thanks, Flurrie, I returned your prized necklace. Thanks, Child Soldier, I RAISED YOU!”

“I do love how his thumbs up could just be a weird middle finger”

The game letting me name Doopliss “BASTARD” and “Cunt”

“But god crow conversation is dull.”

“I know the smart idea is to just leave but I can never pass up the chance to call Doopliss a plank”

Side note, I am American, I just think Plank is a funny insult.

Chapter 5

“Professor Frankly you’re not supposed to break the fourth wall.”

“‘By default! My favorite way to win!’ -Luigi Mario, 2004, probably”

*whisper* “i know who you aaaare.”

“My wife died while I was on a voyage.” “That’s rough, buddy.”

“Flavio… bro. S.S. means Steam Ship.”

*me doing my best peter griffin impression* “ghosts”

*titanic recorder music*

“Mario like ‘mama fucker. I forgot my extensive duct tape and cling wrap collection. If we’re hungry enough we eat Flavio first.’”

“I told you lot to kill and butcher flavio for when we’re starving. Now he’s picking fights?!”

“Pussies.”

“That was the plan, Moinseur Deficit!”

“I hit the whacka and I’m wondering if I killed him-“

“…Bobbery has a mouth?”

“Hey, you, you’re finally awake”

“We hate you too, Flavio.”

“We’re piratin’ boys!”

“I gotta eat the science dude that’s a bad”

“Oh no, Hayzee what did Mr. Bottom Bunk’s clumsiness do to you?”

“Honestly Luigi, I think Grass was the role safest for everyone involved-“

Chapter 6 so far:

“boy I love getting caught up with the mafia in my family friendly mario games”

“When did you become british??”

“Have you ALWAYS been British??”

“That’s a terrible name. How about ‘Soup’s Fucked?’”

“Now back to my hunch! Hmmmmmmm”

“More like ace defective.”

“At the risk of immodesty you look quite ‘kick the baby’ shaped”

“Alright, Shuichi Saiharain’t”

“…that’s sexist.”

Expect a reblod with more statements of varying degrees of humor.

[just-a-dinomask]

Not what I normally post, but here's something I wrote. Might add a PT 2

Before I start, I'd like to clarify that none of the OC's are self inserts, nor do I simp for Urogi. these characters are not based off of me or anybody I know.

Crimson

He woke up, slowly sitting up. He turned to look at his alarm clock, great, another thing to annoy me, he thought when he saw that he woke up before his alarm again.  It has been almost three months of this, waking up before his alarm even goes off, but too close to going off for him to be able to sleep. He sighed as he got up, his deep, shiny, crimson hair falling over his shoulders, bangs covering his eyes. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and headed to the bathroom.

He entered the room, a bit cramped for him due to his massive size, glaring at his reflection. His pink eyes seemingly glowing, standing out against his skin. He never liked his appearance, not one bit, only because of everybody’s backlash when he was little. His skin was pitch black, except for his white patterns that  layered over his skeleton, except his bottom jaw, in a cartoon like manner. His crimson hair was unnaturally shiny, like gemstones according to his adoptive father. One of the only four who cared about him. “Mrow” “Hm?” he looked down, “Oh, hello Pumpkin” his voice was deep, monotone and over all emotionless, somehow still expressing his tired nature. He bent over and picked up his beloved dead, Urogi gave her to him, despite the fact he was terrified of cats, as a birthday present.

“I thought you had ailurophobia?” he chuckled as he brought the tiny black kitten towards his chest. “I do! I-I just figured that I should get a cat f-for you, because y-you so tired all the time, I-I figured t-that you didn’t have enough e-energy for a dog” Urogi stuttered, rubbing the back of his head with one of his talons, “B-besides, they were going to put her down anyway Crimson!” “Cruel humans,” he scowled. The pitch black cat had bright orange eyes, which he loved, she reminded him of Urogi, in a way, “I’m going to name her Pumpkin” he said as he gently stroked the kitten. “I’m glad you like her, but I’m going to-” “I know, I know,” he reassured Urogi, looking at him. “Bye!” Urogi cheered, flying off, Crimson just waved good-bye, still holding the baby Pumpkin. He closed the door behind Urogi, heading back inside.

“Crimson? Are you awake?” his adoptive sister, Crissa, called. He exited the bathroom, and allowed Pumpkin to jump to the floor. He followed Crissa into the kitchen, keeping a close eye on her, “Dad made breakfast”, Crissa told him. “And Eleissa?” he asked, “Already training with her beloved hatchets” Crissa giggled. Eleissa was never seen without her hatchets, no matter how impractical they were. Crimson sat down at the table, even though he was at least three times bigger than his father, he always ate a lot less than everyone else, prefering to eat something that's about three bites.“So, are you still visiting Hantengu’s today?” his father asked Crimson as he sat down. “Yes Akaza” he answered, before starting to eat his food. Akaza chuckled,”Some days you call me ‘Dad’ some days you call me ‘Akaza’ and others you call me ‘Father’, you can’t make up your mind can’t you?” Akaza always joked about it, sometimes Crimson would call him some odd insult, this Crimson stayed silent. “Get over here you fucking pidgin!!!” Eleissa yelled, followed by the thud of her hatchet as it hit outside of the house. Eleissa poked her head through the kitchen window, which was placed over the sink and surrounded by cabinets, “Sorry Dad!” Akaza sighed, “Did it hit the plumbing again?” “Nope!” “Then it’s fine, just try to aim away from the house, it already looks abandoned on the outside, we don’t need it to be ruined as well” Akaza scolded her. Crimson had already finished his breakfast, so he got up, put his dishes in the sink, flicked Elessa’s nose, and left the house. He slowly walked along the forest path, moonlight beaming down his face, this is almost as bad as sunlight, almost, he thought, pulling up his hood. He came across the old bridge that stretched over part of a lake. He wasn’t nervous about falling through the bridge, like other people, or demons, his size, but was nervous about Urogis brother, Sekido. He was aware that Sekido hated him, and he didn’t really believe Urogi and his other brothers, Aizetsu and Karaku, when they told him that Sekido was just like that. He walked across the bridge anyway, and bumped into the one Hantengu he didn’t want to. “What are you doing here?” Sekido scowled, Crimson stayed silent, unsure of what to say, “Well? I’m waiting. You wouldn’t be here without a reason, so did you finally come to try and kill us?” Sekido growled, glaring at Crimson, “I’m visiting Urogi” Crimson told him, his voice flat like usual. “And what makes you think that I’ll-” “Crimson!!” Crimson got tackled to the ground by a bird-like demon, wings wrapping around him as playful talons dug into his skin. “Hello Urogi” Crimson said, he barely even stumbled when Urogi tackled him, “I’m so happy to see you again!!” Urogi said as he rubbed his face on Crimsons neck, still latched on, “Urogi!? Contain yourself, you heathen!!” Sekido yelled, Urogi paying no attention to him, just lovingly rubbing his face into Crimson's neck, his wings slightly fluttering. “Your pathetic Urogi. Absolutely pathetic” Sekido growled as he walked off. Urogi continued to hug Crimson, ignoring his brother's comments, “Well that was, something…” Crimson mumbled as he watched Sekido storm off. Crimson turned away from Sekidos direction and walked over to the base of a tree, sitting down. “Are we going to slee- I guess we are,” Urogi chuckled when he saw that Crimson was already napping, “You're a really sleepy guy aren’t you?” Urogi giggled as he moved himself into a more comfortable position, quickly falling asleep.

Thank you for reading! :3

[milky-fixx]

festivities

devilman crybaby | akira fudo x reader 

summary: never trust a devilman during the holidays.

word count: 1.8k

tw/cw: 18+ only, akira is aged up to 21+, mentions of weight gain, phone sex (kind of??), unintentional voyeurism, miki is on the phone talking to you while y’all fuck, so many innuendos, akira is relentlessly horny and a simp

--author’s note: lmao i wrote this last year for christmas and never published it. here u go

--

“I have an idea,” Akira starts. 

You spare him an over the-shoulder-glance. You’re bent over the bathroom sink, applying mascara, when he makes his presence known. Sauntering over to you, he cages you to the counter, his hips pressing against your back, his handd curling around your waist. “Fuck the party--let’s celebrate here instead.”

You send Akira an admonishing look in the mirror, and he meets your gaze with a cocky brow. “Seriously? You’re the one who said we’d go. Not to mention we haven’t seen the Makimuras in forever. It’d be rude if you didn’t show up.”

“You can hardly blame me,” he mutters. “What kind of number is this?” His fingers graze your thigh, where your the slip of your dress ends. Truly, it’s hardly enough fabric to be called a proper outfit. Miki was the one who suggested the two of you dress up, and even offered to buy the matching dresses. But you had to do a triple take once the package arrived.

Maybe it’s the extra pounds you packed on during the holidays, or Miki underestimating your measurements. Whatever it is, you’re certain the dress isn’t supposed to look this revealing on you. It hides nothing from the imagination, the red velvet fabric displaying your assets in such a way that you’re a certain you’d make their Christmas party a massive scandal just for showing up in it. You were planning on wearing tights beneath it, and perhaps a cardigan in an attempt to pretend you were somewhat modest in front of your soon-to-be in-laws.

“It’s… an outfit. Is it too much, you think?” you say distractedly, looking for your eyeliner.

Akira’s ever-wandering hand is not distracted, dipping beneath your dress between your thighs, and you hear him let out a low curse once he feels the thin strap of fabric you decided to wear underneath. You half-heartedly shoo his hand away, mumbling a not now, Akira.

In the mirror, you see him pout.

“I think it’s fine. But instead of us going... How about I be your Grinch and steal away Christmas instead?”

You snort, turning around to give him a wry look.

“You can hardly steal something I’m willing to give to you,” you tease.

His gaze darkens. He bites down on his lip, and you have to resist the urge to laugh. Akira is always so easy to rile up, to excite. 

“What else would you be willing to give to me? Right now?” he asks. His hips grind into yours, and you jolt at the feeling of his burgeoning excitement.

You raise a brow. “Are you planning on letting me finish getting ready at least?” 

His mouth crashing onto yours is his answer. It’s a greedy kiss, the kind Akira excels at, the kind that demands every measure of your attention. You melt against him, your hands curling into the wild locks of his hair, dislodging the silly Santa hat you’d asked him to wear.

“All I want for Christmas is you,” he groans once he breaks the kiss, close enough that you can see very clearly the desire written plainly on his face. “On every damn surface of this place.”

“Akira--”

“Preferably naked but…” He bites down on his lip, grinning smugly. Trailing a glance over you. “Red suits you, too.”

In the next moment, Akira hoists you onto the bathroom counter, sending your makeup and various products scattering. You have a half a mind to complain, but then his lips are on yours again, and every thought flies out the window. You whimper into the kiss, and he growls.  

He departs from you suddenly, his gaze thick. “Tell me you want this,” he says hoarsely, swallowing rough. “If you don’t, we can still--the party--”

You wrap your legs around his back, drawing him closer. “Little too late for that, don’t you think,” you say breathlessly, feeling very much how much he wants to continue himself. He’s about to protest, when you place your finger on his lips. “If you make it quick, we can still make it on time.”

Akira raises a brow. “I will.” Akira’s hand undos his fly, dragging his already-hard cock from his pants. He angles your hips up, caging you into the space of your sink, his cock prodding your entrance, before he pauses. He reaches down, grabbing a bottle of lube from the cabinet, before drizzling a generous amount over his length before thinking better of it, and working some into you with his finger.

You bite your lip, tilting your head back. Dimly, you’re thankful that you’d restocked. While your makeout session left a damp spot between your thighs,  Akira is certainly not a modest size, and you appreciated any ease that taking him could come with. When he inserts a second finger, scissoring slightly, and you say in a rush, just put it in already, Fudo, he lets out a short laugh.

But just as the tip of his cock breeches your entrance, your phone rings. The both of you still.

Akira glances down. “It’s Miki.”

You share a mutual expression of muted horror.

“Are you going to,” he stutters out. “What if it’s about the--”

“I… I’m a bit preoccupied right now,” you squeak out.

Or truly, about to be occupied, you think. 

“Answer it.” Akira says finally, glancing back at the phone when it rings a second time. “It’s rude to leave your best friend in the dark.”

It takes you a few tries of fumbling with the phone, but you finally press answer.

“Hey, I hope it’s a good time to call!”

“N-Never better,” you say, attempting to keep your voice even, all too aware of the way Akira’s shoulders are shaking in his attempt to hold in his laughter. You smack his shoulder. 

“Sorry for being so last minute. I know I told you you didn’t need to bring anything to the party, but Taro kind of burnt the cake! Do you think you could pick up dessert on the way here?”

“Yeah, no problem—f-fuck!” You yelp, the breath rushing out of you in a rush once Akira surges forward, sheathing himself inside you fully. He snickers, and you bite down on your lip to prevent any other sounds out of you at being filled with his hard, thick, throbbing length.

“Are you okay?” Miki asks worriedly.

“Y-yeah it’s just...” You shoot him a glare, daring him to continue. You swallow hard, blurting out the first excuse you can think of. “I-I hurt my back yesterday.  I bent it weird.”

While that actually has happened before, you fail to mention that it occurred  because Akira got a little too eager with positioning you. To this day, your coffee table is still wobbly. 

“Oh no! I hope it’s not too bad.”

“Y-Yeah, it’s just--ah!--kind of sore, still. I’ve tried heat, b-but--mm--no dice.”

He’s trying to kill you, you swear. Akira’s gaze is trained intently on your reactions. His cock ruts against you, sliding out of you with a pop before he eases his way in. It’s already a struggle not to whine at the feel of how he stretches you to your absolute limit. You hope to god that Miki can’t hear the slight squelch of his cock entering you, aided by his lube and your slick. 

“Be sure to try ice, too! Sometimes a combination of both helps. But huh… If your back is that bad, maybe you shouldn’t come?

“N-no that’s not what I meant—”

“It’s okay! To be honest, today isn’t the best day for the party anyways. Mom and Dad are stressing over a huge catering order that was just placed! Maybe sometime closer to Christmas would work better.”

“Yeah,” Akira interrupts. “I think that might work better for us, too.”

“Akira! I didn’t know you were there. You better take good care of them and their back.”

Akira’s eyes lock onto yours. He drags his cock out of you fully, and you have to bite back a moan. “I am. You know how (Y/N) is, Miki—they never know when to stop. I keep telling them they need rest—“ He slams back into you, and you inhale sharply. “And relaxation—“ he says, grinding his hips against yours. At this point your legs are shaking.  “But...” he chuckles, the sound masking his breathlessness. Even he pauses to catch his breath a few beats too long. 

“You know how stubborn they are. It’s like I have to pound it into them.” He grins wickedly at you. You smack his chest, your other hand clasped over your mouth, desperate not to make any noise that would arouse Miki’s suspicion. 

“Well I’m glad they have you there, Akira. And (Y/N) please don’t feel bad! We can have a mini get-together another day,” she says, completely unaware of your predicament. 

“S-Sounds good,” is all you can say, because Akira’s started doing a rocking motion with his hips and it’s taking all you can not to cry out. Even he seems to be struggling to muffle his voice, a few grunts slipping out of him. You hope to god your phone’s mic isn’t picking up on the smack of his balls against your ass, which are growing louder and louder. 

When the call ends, Akira places your phone to the side, before lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. You yelp, but he leans forward, nearly bending you in half to pound into you. You grip the countertop, moaning shamelessly as Akira curses.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—do you think she noticed?” He grits out.

“Oh g-god, please don’t ask that right now.”

“Ha,” Akira laughs. His fingers slip between your bodies, rubbing your clit furiously. You mewl out his name, trembling around him, and he pinches your nub. You jolt, your head falling back. Akira grunts, his head lowering to grunt into your neck, “Fuck, why are you so tight?”

His hand comes up to squeeze your breast, his hips near brutal in the way they smacking against yours. “I-I’m close,” he finally grunts out, “Where do you want it?”

“N-Not inside, please... the last thing I need is your cum dripping out of me after I’ve gotten ready.” You shiver at the thought. Whether it’s due to his Devilman physiology or not, Akira always cums a ridiculous amount. You’ll find remnants of it inside you hours after your last session. 

It takes one more thrust before he pulls out of you, groaning out your name as he cums all over your dress, white streaks generously painting the velvet fabric. Then Akira’s slumping forward, catching himself from falling atop you. He’s panting heavily, his cheeks flushed. 

“I... wow, you really went for it, huh,” you say breathlessly, glancing down at the mess he’s made of you. Akira chuckles, swiping a finger through one of the streaks of his spend, spreading it around. 

“I don’t think we’re done yet. You could use more of that falling snow look,” he says, gesturing towards your ruined outfit. 

By the end of it, Santa’s Sexy Helper is looking more like they made the naughty list.

[radiant-reid]

i REFUSE to move on from spencer x famous!reader

have you seen that video of joe alwyn blushing and smiling and getting shy while taylor was singing gorgeous? that’s spencercore 100%

also! imagine nobody telling penny ab spencer’s gf being a famous pop star and penelope’s like a fan of y/n and she overhears him talking ab him going to a concert of hers and she’s all “wow i didn’t know you liked y/n!!” and derek teasingly says “oh yeah he’s her #1 fan” and spencer’s giggling like a schoolgirl and garcia realizes she’s not in on the joke and is all “wdym???” and derek’s like “you don’t know?” and garcias like “know WHAT???” and derek’s like “…that spencer’s dating y/n?” and garcia just FREAKS OUT and spencer’s standing there red faced with that white boy smile (🙂) and she wont stop asking questions LMAO

i’m imagining a little “wait so…*song name* was written about doctor reid here??” and spencer’s just like “y r u so surprised? 😕” or a bit of “YOURE THE SECRET BOYFRIEND???”

ok ok one last thought that’s very chaotic and not well structured but

actor!reader is amazing bc imagining y/n having a small get together w just her friends (which just means the team bc i said so) and they watch her movie like as soon as it comes out or wtvr and they’re all just sitting around the tv w popcorn and candy and y/n’s cuddling with spencer and penelope’s trying not to giggle or squeak !;!,?;?),);)

spencer would be so so so proud of his super cool gf and so insanely grateful that somebody that cool would choose to be with him :,)

also they would put her awards in weird places just around the house

part two:

i meant to add more thoughts (bc i’m a liar and i NEVER mean it when i say “ok ok last one”) ab spencer moving in with reader and penelope asking him how he feels and he goes on a RANT about how grateful he is that y/n would “let” him live with her like he’s such a simp he would be talking ab himself like a rescue dog 😭

i have so many more famous!reader thoughts but i think i’ve blown up your inbox enough for the day LMFAO

you're literally a genius bestie, send me as many asks as you like

how have i not seen that video until now ?? but it's so him. when she plays songs that are related to him, he's so proud and adoring because she's so amazing and she's his girlfriend and he feels like the luckiest person in the world

Penelope would be so thrilled and she'd have a million questions about how they even became a couple, why she's just finding out, is she amazing in person as she seems on screen, and when can she meet her, 50/50 because she's a massive fan and because she's Spencer's girlfriend. Spencer, of course, is always ready to brag about his girlfriend but he's confused about how Penelope never noticed that it's him in all the soft-launching boyfriend pictures. although to be fair to her, his face is obscured

(i like actor!reader more because i cannot sing lmao, selfish reasons) i feel like it's spencer that makes them watch it, just to showcase her because he's so proud and he can't stop kissing her, touching her, and complimenting her all night and no one minds because he's really happy for once but they definitely take some pictures

i just love him being a major simp, but he would be nervous about living with her because he's never lived in a house so gorgeous, big, and expensive so she has to tell him that it's his house too and he can put his stuff on the kitchen table, hang up photo frames, and not vacuum the living room every time he walks through it

[scarlett-vixen]

Pirate Mammon

I’m a fucking simp for this boy and also I’ve watched far too much One Piece to ignore this event. So here are my headcanons for our greedy little pirate. I apologize in advance for this trash I’m about to unleash on y’all but anyway here ya go 🎉 (also posting from mobile so lord help me) @yaboihack I’m tagging you simply because you have pirate mammon living rent free in your mind.

Part 2

👑 Mammon won’t let his brothers near his treasure but trusts you with literally anything so he’ll take you to his treasure room pretty often! The room is filled with tons of gold, jewelry, art and other valuables he’s found/stolen from other pirate ships or different ports they’ve visited. In the center of the room is a massive throne that he took from a rival crew, it once belonged to their captain but now he sits there while he sorts through his latest haul each week. Every time you visit he’ll sit you down on the throne and adorn you with the newest necklace, bracelets, or crowns he’s received. He may be a fearsome pirate but he’s still the same ol tsundere we know and love so he’ll look at you sitting there covered in his valuables and his entire face will turn red as he realizes you’re his most prized possession. Every bit of treasure in that room could be stolen or lost during a raid and he wouldn’t care as long as he still had you. He’d fight every pirate on the sea if it would keep you safe and happy, but he’d never actually say any of that out loud (not yet anyway) so instead when you ask why he’s staring at you like that you’ll just get a poorly thought up excuse like “T-those jewels don’t look right on ya, I’ll find somethin that does!”

👑 He’ll find out what your favorite jewel/gemstone is probably has one of his brothers ask and then he makes it his personal mission to find any and every piece of treasure with that stone. Anything from rings, bracelets, necklaces, earrings and crowns or even things like statues and chalices; if it’s got your stone on it then it’s now his to bring home to you. And if that piece of treasure happens to be on the body of a rival pirate? Well… you may want to clean off the dried blood before wearing it….or don’t! Our blushing boy thinks the blood makes you look even hotter, like you were right there with him in the fight.

👑Speaking of fights: they tend to happen more often than you’d like and can go one of two ways. If you’re not a fan of being in the middle of the chaos and would rather not see the bloodshed that’s bound to happen then Mammon will make sure you’re hidden away somewhere until it’s safe. If it’s on the ship then he may hide you in his room with your weapon of choice just in case some dirty pirate got away from him and his brothers and manages to find you. He’s taught you some moves to defend yourself long enough for him to get to you “cause ain’t no way one of the others is gonna save you, so ya better call for me if anything happens!” But it’s all for show, he’d never let anything happen to you. The minute another crew sets foot on the ship or in the bar you’re all at he goes in to protection mode, making sure you’re out of harms way. NOW if you’re a feral gremlin who wants to fight until the sun goes down that’s okay too. Mams isn’t real sure about letting you fight along side them in the beginning but ask him to teach you how to fight? He’s done. Might combust on the spot. One on one time with you AND he gets to watch you be a badass in battle?? “‘Course ya want me to teach ya how to fight, gotta be able to keep up if you’re gonna stay in the crew!” Once the battle comes and you show that you can hold your own in a fight against other pirates? Lucifer may be Avatar of Pride but he’s got nothin on how Mammon feels right now! He’ll get distracted during his own fight while watching you take on 3 guys at once, none of them stand a chance against you and all he can do is grin because even though he started teaching you, those moves you’re using right now are all you. Honestly the more chaotic and feral you are in a fight the better!

👑 Mammon is one of those pirates who is an absolute goofball outside of battle but once a fight breaks out? He’s as feral as they come! The reason he wears his coat open with nothing underneath is because he got tired of trying to get the blood out of his shirts. Easier to clean it off his chest than to worry about washing clothes. Once the fights over he’s back to laughing and joking about whatever he was talking about before the fight broke out. Is that his blood or the other guys? Who cares! He’ll clean up later, right now he wants to celebrate the victory!

👑 Two theories on his eyepatch: one being that there’s literally no need for it. Pirate Mammon still has crow brain, saw a neat eyepatch, and now he wears it. Will absentmindedly flip it up to get a better look at something. Thinks it makes him look tough and will blush if you tease him about it he’s a dork your honor

👑 The other is that he still doesn’t NEED it but he wears it to cover up his dead eye. He still has his eye and it still moves just like the other but he can’t see anything out of it and there’s a wicked scar that goes from above his eyebrow to just below his eye. Instead of the gorgeous blue (I think they’re blue forgive me if I’m wrong) his eye used to be, it’s now a foggy white color and he hates it. Will not discuss his eye if you ask him in front of his brothers, mainly because they warned him not to pick a fight with the pirate who scarred him in the first place. But if the two of you are alone late at night on lookout or if you take him to a bar and he gets a little drunk he’ll tell you the whole story start to finish.

👑 It was back when they first started out as pirates, eager to make his name as one of the most fearsome on the seas Mammon picked a fight with a lot of people and usually he won. Sure he lost a few fights here and there but he always stole their treasure so who cares about some bruises and a black eye. He’ll admit that this fight was one he should’ve walked away from but when a guy challenges you “ya gotta defend your name as a pirate” The fight took a bad turn and Mams knew he was screwed. Luckily the guy only got his eye and not his throat which he was aiming for. Lucifer had scolded him for getting in the fight and Satan had helped care for him while his eye healed. In fact the eyepatch was actually a gift from Satan who knew his brother wouldn’t want the others to see his eye once the bandages came off. (My HC is that Satan is the ships doctor)

👑 If the moment is right he’ll take off the eyepatch and show you his eye. That’s how you know you’ve gained his full trust, none of the others aside from Satan have ever seen the result of that fight. He’ll make it sound like it’s a gruesome sight to look at but really it’s very beautiful. Tell him that and he’ll turn every shade of pink and red there is. “Yer just sayin that cause ya feel bad for me! I don’t need yer pity!” He’ll pout and turn away but he’s watching you from the corner of his good eye. If he sees you still smiling and trying to look at it more he’ll give in and let you. “If you tell the others about it I’ll string you up, got it?” He doesn’t really mean it but he’s gotta make up for the massive amount of blushing he’s doing while you hold his face and look at his scar.

👑 Eventually he’ll get comfortable enough to take his eyepatch off anytime he’s alone with you, knowing that you think it’s badass and not hideous makes him feel so much better. After some time he may even stop wearing it all together but that first time he has it off in front of the brothers you better be ready to be the ultimate hype man! He’s gonna need ALL the confidence boosting to be able to face them after everything that happened the night of that fight. As long as he has you to support him then he’ll do it, and of course once Satan compliments him on how well it healed he’s beaming with confidence.

~ I have so many more thoughts on this but I had to get this out of my mind before I blew up😭

[togesbunny]

i like how im the total opposite of todo's type, short n big ass mf titties, so in honor of that would u be open to writing nsfw for something like that :))) i lov ur writing and im just a todo simp and i want dis man to smother me with his height

A/N: a fellow todo simp!! I’m glad you love my writing so I hope you enjoy this too! <3

todo aoi with a short, busty gf

warning: creampie, size kink, daddy kink

No one expected that Todo would seek out another woman that wasn’t his favorite idol or at least didn’t fit his ideal type. The girls in the class didn’t think he could ever take his mind off of the sweet and pretty Takada-chan. They figured he’d continue to chase after an idol that probably didn’t know his name.

So imagine everyone’s surprise when they heard your sweet voice squealing his name in the middle of night in the dorms. The sound of the bed harshly pounding into the wall did nothing to mask the lewd noises that came out of you. They heard every curse that Todo spat out and they couldn’t help but wince every time the bed frame slammed into the wall.

“T-Todo, it’s too much, m’gonna cum so bad!”

You were underneath his large body with your knees pressed against your plush breasts, whimpering and gasping as he forced every inch of his cock inside of your pussy. Your eyes glistened with tears as Todo held your small body into a mating press.

“Shh, you almost have it all the way inside baby. You look so pretty like this with your pussy snug on my cock y’know?”

It took him hours to prep you because you were begging to take his cock, promising that you could take him all the way. Something that worried him because of how small you were compared to him. Your slick, tight cunny squeezed him as he forcefully shoves the rest of his cock inside of you all the way. With his cock being too big, it caressed every single one of your sweet spots.

Your eyes roll back as your stretched out pussy struggles to clamp down on his massive cock. You keen at every praise your lover tells you as he holds you close and fucks your poor cunt with desperation. You don’t notice the way his massive cock bulges in your tummy, you’re too busy focusing on how good everything feels.

When Todo widens your legs to take a peek at your gushing pussy under the dim light, he almost groans. His dick twitches inside of you as he leans his head forward to suckle onto your nipples. He always dreamt of fucking you like this, making you cry just from getting your soft tits sucked.

“Your pussy looks so pretty, princess. So perfect for me. Daddy’s making you feel so good, huh?”

You sob and hiccup with soft, broken whines of ‘too much.’ Your voice got louder and louder with every thrust, so close to cumming. When his hand slid between the two of you to pinch your clit, your eyes widened and you choked on your saliva.

“Daddy!” You scream as your cunt flutters around his cock, creaming and gushing all over it. The ball in your tummy tightens and you dig your nails deeper into the skin of his back. Todo stifles a groan against your breasts as he sloppily fucked into your pussy, balls smacking against your ass before he finally bottoms out and spills his warm seed inside of you.

His sweaty yet muscular body lays on top of you, hugging your small body close to his. He whispers sweet words and praises to which you tiredly smile at.

Yeah, ideal types can go to hell.

[stickynotestoletters]

Izuku x Male Reader Smut

I'm a dirty slut, so .... yeah

Women DNI please :3

Warnings: you push friend boundaries in the fic but Izuku likes it so it's fine, bottom reader, top izuku, buff tan izuku, big tiddy izuku, God kink apparently, degradation, he calls you puppy, a bit of simp Izuku, breeding kink

Izuku wasn't a simp, okay? He was kind, he was courteous and pleasant to be around! But he always had boundaries with his friends and loved ones. Well....until he met you.

You see, Izuku had a not-so-obvious crush on you (shut it Bakugou). Ever since he met you at UA he kind of let you push any and all boundaries that he had put in place with his friends.

Now don't get the wrong idea! At first, when you both met in your first year at UA it was just little stuff! Like, using his clothes or borrowing a pillow. I mean that's what friends are for right? At least that’s what you told him.

He thought maybe he just needed to chill out and let loose his rules a bit. So you were a little friendlier about how you acted around him as opposed to your other friends, so what?

He could make an exception this once and that would be it!

But then you started getting even more comfortable.

And it was good! He was happy you were comfortable around him! It made his heart fly!

You were being a little touchier with him and it was just friendly stuff. Laying your head on his shoulder and in his lap or even just stroking his hair while you cuddle, but that's fine!

He likes it, he always has and always will!

You ask permission the first time you do these things and how could he resist sitting in the arms of a gorgeous man like you?

Then it stays that way for a while a little after UA.

You get a little bold every once in a while after that but it's nothing he can't handle.

He's working out and doing hero work so he has more things to focus on than his not so little crush anymore.

Even if he stays up at night thinking about all those touches. Thinking about your chapped lips and smooth skin beneath his hands. Thinking about your hands and how much he likes them. Likes them in his hair, massaging his shoulders. How much more he would like them if you tangled them in his hair and pull on it as he's fucking you into his mattress. How much he'd then like it for you to yell and scream his name as he absolutely pounds you into his sheets. How much he wants you to cry and scream his name until the neighbors bring noise complaints and you have a sore throat the next day from it.

So yeah. He doesn't have the time.

Until one night you show up to his door. It's late, almost 4 in the morning, about 2 hours after he comes home from his agency, and he just hears these little knocks on the door. He thinks it's the rain at first until he gets a text from you asking him if he's up and if you could come in.

He's almost dressed and ready for bed but for you, he'd sacrifice any amount of sleep to make sure you're okay at any time of the night.

He opens his door to find you drenched from the rain. And he means soaked. You're shivering in these nice little skinny jeans and a white T-shirt. You're sobbing and your hair is spilling water onto his doormat. "Hey Izuku, is it-is it okay if I come in?"

He can hear just how congested you are, it seems like you've been crying for a while. "Yeah, just let me-let me get you a towel, are you okay?" You start sobbing in front of him and he gives you the towel as he comes back."Never mind, that was obviously a stupid question, come on in and go get a shower."

You're nice and warm by the time you come back to the kitchen, he's made you shower and given you some food. So now you two sit down on his couch and he holds you close to him. he's not saying anything and neither are you, but you know he wants you to talk about it."So, I kinda had a breakdown about some relationship stuff right now." You guys laughed at the obviousness of it.

"Did you want to talk about it?" He looks at you laying down on his chest, tangling your legs with his, in his shirt, in his pants. God he wished you would-

"Kinda, I don't have to if you don't want me to." He shook his head to the sides and you sighed deeply," I knew you would say that, okay, it's kinda embarrassing if I'm being honest."

He laughed at you, "Nothing could be more awkward and embarrassing for me to listen to than when you told me, in detail, about your crush on Bakugou." You contorted your face in distaste at him and he just kept laughing.

"Bakugou is hot and I stand by all that I said asshole." You shook your head. "But I was very embarrassing."

It got quiet again and you put your face in the crook of his neck. "So, I figured out that I ....fuck okay so...." You move back to face him and stare at him in the eyes. "Don't laugh but I realized I only want a sexual relationship with someone at the moment. I started crying because I felt like I'd been lying to myself and I've just been under a lot of stress lately." Your blush is not less bright than his at all and he can't do anything but avoid your pretty little face looking at him than to push you into his chest and look up at his wonderfully beautiful ceiling he's never had the time to admire before this.

"You could have said that to me without the weird eye contact but whatever, go on."

You laugh hysterically, a little high on your emotions, "Okay hear me out. I'm a hero right? And using a loved one as leverage is a very classic villain plan. So I thought that was why I didn't want a relationship. Now I figured out it's just the stress! I want something like that eventually but right now? I just want something with someone to destress."

You move your head up to look at him and he moves his hand away from the back of your head, his emotions are going haywire right now. What is he supposed to say to that??? Do you want him to find someone for you to hook up with or???? And then he realizes-"I am not setting you up with Bakugou-"

"-OH MY GOD SHUT UP ABOUT IT ALREADY IT WAS A ONE-TIME THING." You shake your head and laugh incredulously at him. "I'm allowed to be attracted to people who aren't good for me okay? Is it really that bad?" Izuku rolls his eyes at you, "Yes. Yes, it is."

You roll your eyes back at him," Whatever that's not what I wanted to ask anyway." you scooch up onto his chest a bit more and put your hands under your chin as you look into his eye with your best pleading face." Would you do me the honor of being my destresser?"

He could explode right now.

Like seriously what?

".....You want me to what now???"

"Would you rather I phrase it differently?"

"To make sure we're on the same page yes-"

"Fuck the stress out of me buff man."

"Jesus Christ." He practically lifts you off of him like a doll,"If you were going to prank me like this," he sets you onto his couch and walks to his bathroom to go wash the heat off his face, "do it over text next time."

You follow him into the bathroom," It's not a prank! I'm for real okay? Look-" he looks puts his head further near the sink, he doesn't want you to see his red face,"-the way I see it is we're both busy as fuck. We both are mature adults looking for something intimate, which you have not found yet may I add, that could both put someone in danger otherwise." He scrubs his face and takes a deep breath, turning his water off and looking at you calmly.

"Okay, first of all, fuck you. Second of all, why me then?" He knows he shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth but he's not going to do this if it's just for the fun. He wants to actually mean something to you other than someone to fuck. "You could have chosen any one of our other friends. So why me?"

You grab his hands and lift them to your lips,"Izuku, I care about you so much. You're one of my closest and best friends in the entire world and I am so lucky to have you. You have supported me in any way you possibly could, and I hope that I've done the same for you. So I want us to support each other as much as we need in this." You look him in the eyes," Plus you could snap me in half and are one of the only people I could fight that has the stamina to keep going at me."

".....you're so fucking lucky I like you. Fine! Okay fine."

"YES!"

So for the rest of the night(morning?), you two plan out how this is going to work. Rules, boundaries, kinks (by god he's going to need a break), and what times you guy can and can't.

It works well actually. Better than Izuku expected. He's just ecstatic he gets to finally hold you.......until he doesn't.

Now Izuku knows you two discussed boundaries and the fact you can call each other practically any time but for the next week, he seriously couldn't get the mind power to just swallow his fears and call you up. Not to say he wasn't thinking of you, by god he did that every single day even more since then, he just didn't want to bother you.

But then you called him. It was 11 pm and you were very horny. He picked up the phone and immediately just, "Hello?"

"I need you to plow me into my mattress it's been a week, come over as soon as you can, I'll be waiting sir-"

And that was the end of the call. Your house is like 20 minutes away from his but he somehow made it there in 10. He didn't even text you he was coming, so you thought he was busy.

So you were just on your couch, scrolling on your phone until a rushed knock at the door, you opened it, and were immediately kissed on the mouth.

Just a whole ass surprise makeout, he holds you up in his arms and pushes you against the door. You pull away to breathe and just look down to see this large monster of a man pressing his massive chest to yours, heaving so out of breath like he'd just ran a marathon (he practically did). Just staring up at you so desperately, you're not going to lie it was a nice view. You laugh a bit hysterically as he kisses you repeatedly. Then he works his way to your neck, still holding you up with his arms but fondling your chest and ribcage. He nips your neck and sucks so hard you're sure to have some nice little hickies in the morning. You moan as he pulls on your nipples and rubs your pecs in his hands.

Your mind goes fuzzy as you hear him whisper, "Dirty little slut left me with nothing after your little call. Think it was funny?" He kisses your neck again, licking down to your collar bone, "Think it's funny to leave me with nothing? Just the thought of this dirty little pup begging me to come over?"

You moan into a laugh at the fact he seems more desperate for this than you are. "Laughing now are we?" You immediately quiet down, his hands travel to your waist, and grinds his leg into your crotch.

"Oh gods-" He pushes into you again as you moan,"-f-fuck!"

"Damn puppy. Didn't know you had such a dirty little mouth. Why don't you show me how you use that little mouth when I actually get started with you."

He takes you into your bedroom, pressing your hard dick against his own and sucking on your neck even more.

You pant heavily onto his shoulder shaking from anticipation as he brings you into your room.

He pushes you down on the bed into a folded missionary position. You're hazy and in hysterics, as he talks more, "God, look at you! What a fucking slut for me. Come on puppy look me in the eyes and tell me what you want."

You look up and his smile is devious. It's alluring. He's practically ravishing you with his eyes. He’s taking your clothes off and feeling you up, “Your tastey skin, so smooth and soft. Do you know what I’m gonna do to it puppy?” Your head is swimming with full unbridled warmth and lust, you can’t even respond so he takes your face in his hands and makes you look at him,” I’m gonna mark you up so well, give you all the hickies and bites I want to put on you until you’re barely unbruised. How does that sound?”

You yell out, “Yes! YES! Puppy will be good for you please? Want it so bad.” He laughs at your responses, leaving your naked body vibrating on the bed and he moves away to take his own clothes off. His toned muscles flexing without meaning to as he takes his shirt and pants off of himself. Sliding his boxers down his toned calfs.

You stay laying there, letting out hysteric laughs and panting as he stretches you out with his fingers. And he keeps his promise, biting and niping all over your thights and stomach. You fall from your hysterical high as he pulls his mouth away until he takes your dick in his mouth and you’re pushed all the way back up the hill, arching your back and crying out for him as you grab the head board.

God you haven’t been so sensitive since you don’t even remember when. He’s sucking you off and his fingers are reaching just the right spots in you. Sliding onto his fingers down to the knuckle of his pointer and middle finger, flexing and massaging just the right spot, just until he takes a deep breathe. Then he takes all of you into his mouth and presses down on your most sensitive spot,” OH GOD, FUCK! Yes~ IZUKU PLEASE, I’M CUMMING!”

You cream into his mouth so hard. He pulls himself up off the mattress and off your dick once he finished sucking it all out of you. He licks the rest off his lips and hums in delight,” You taste better then I’ve ever imagined.” Ah, you blush so red as he said this. You think to yourself, he was just saying it for dramatic effect. For the moment! It couldn’t possibly be true....

God if only you knew how true that is from him.

He pulls some of the excess cum off your dick and you shiver a bit at his fingers grazing your tip. His magic hands. And he brings them to lube his dick back up,” Gonna fill my puppy with their own cum, how about it, slut?”

His eyes are crazy, this is a whole new side of Izuku you’ve never seen from him. And by the gods above are you excited to see it.

He presses your legs down so they’re almost flat by your arms and climbs up halfway atop your thighs. He slides himself into you and,” f-f-UCK!” He’s fucking huge.

Your partners have been quite average in the past. Nothing to scoff at but not as big as Izuku. You feel lightheaded as he pushes himself all the way in. “Look at you, my pathetic little puppy, breaking on my dick. Not even halfway there pup, but I’ll be nice this time.” He stops and you thank god and curse at him as well. You feel like you’re gonna be ripped apart yet you still crave so much more.

He gives you a second to catch your breathe, then he leans over, presses your legs farther, and starts pounding into your pretty little hole. Absolutely destroying your insides. You’re crying and whimpering and all it does is drive him to go faster and harder. To milk all those pretty little sounds out of your pretty little mouth. You’re crying on his dick and it fuels his ego,” You’re crying already? God look at you, so pretty and stupid on my dick. Such a good useless pup. Never had dick this good. Are you seeing god or something pup?”

His smirk is returned with teary eyes looking up at him, drooling at him,” Ye-ugh fUck-yes God, love your dick so much.” Oh fuck. That’s new.

It was so hot, imagining you praying and worshipping “your God’s” dick. Izuku being rode by you as you cry out for your God.

He laughs hard and leans down to get a better grip on the sheets, stopping for a moment, and then pounding you into the mattress. It felt like he was trying to hammer you down into the mattress to press you hard enough you’d become one with it. “That’s right baby! Ahaha! You feel so good I’m your god? My little puppy’s so dumb on their god’s dick right?”

You cry out to him, repeating over and over,” God! My God! Please god!” And you cum hard, over and over on his dick for the rest of the night. Orgasming and being fucked through your over sensitivity again and again and again until dawn. He finally gives in after getting his fill of filling you up.

God, he was definitely the right one to go to.

And all Izuku could think about you as he cleaned up and got ready to go to sleep with you was how fucking thankful he was you broke all his boundries for him. And accepting the fact that yes, he is the biggest simp for you.

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-Laika