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holly-opal · 10 months ago

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Smg4 Mr. Puzzles x reader fanfiction

Mr. Puzzles adjusted his bowtie and went on stage, he snatched the microphone and waved to the audience. "Hello everyone! Welcome to tonight's amazing gameshow!" The audience was dead quiet. Mr. Puzzles pulled out a gun and shot the air. Everyone started clapping and cheering for him. He cleared his voice. "In today's show, six contestants will play intense games in order to win 2193864928363982937749384747 million dollars! Plus, win a giant plate of spaghetti!" The crowd cheered and clapped as the contestants walked on stage; Smg4, Smg3, Mario, Luigi, Meggy, and [Y/N]. "My my! I gotta say, you all look dashing tonight. Especially you, [Y/N]~" Mr. Puzzles said, winking at them. They blushed and looked away, very flattered. Mr. Puzzles clapped his hands and the room went dark, and when the lights went back on, there was an obstacle course where it required you to climb on a wall, walk on lava, jump around the spinning sticks, escape the knuckles, etc. Mr. Puzzles blew his horn and the contestants went straight into action.... Except for Mario but who cares.

As they made it to the lava course, they found it difficult to navigate the hot lava. Mario ended up throwing his brother in it and jumped on him, all while he screamed in pain. [Y/N] tried to hop on the tiny rocks, sweating profusely as they tried their hardest to balance themselves. Mr. Puzzles noticed [Y/N] struggling and snapped his fingers, and big rocks rose up from the lava, making a straight path for them to cross. As they made it across, 4 actually tried to hop on the path as well..... It disappeared and he burned to death lmao.

The four contestants now had to jump over the spinning sticks and make it across. They kept getting knocked over by the sticks and [Y/N] kept getting hit by some of them. Mr. Puzzles didn't like that so he snapped his fingers. When one of the sticks was about to hit [Y/N], it fazed through them and did not even leave a scratch. "What the fu-" 3 said before getting bitch slapped off the platform. Now they were in the final obstacle, the knuckles. They chased the contestants around, wanting to bite their pingas. Meggy started punching all of them out of her way and Mario was straight up getting his body eaten by the knuckles, Meggy grabbed his head and started carrying him out. The knuckles cornered [Y/N], growling and foaming at the mouth, [Y/N] was shaking in fear. Mr. Puzzles snapped his fingers and the knuckles were suddenly very nice to [Y/N] cuddling with them and wanting head pats. Finally, Meggy and Mario made it to the finish line together, they both collapsed to the floor exhausted. [Y/N] calmly walked into the finish line with a knuckles in their arms. Mr. Puzzles got on stage again. "And we have a winnnerrrrrr!! Congratulations [Y/N], you won 2193864928363982937749384747 million dollars! Meggy and Mario both yelled "WHAT?!" in unison. [Y/N] was very confused, seeing as they were the last ones to cross the finish line.

"What the hell?! But me and Meggy crossed the finish line, you unfair ass!" Mario protested. Mr. Puzzles ignored the two and took [Y/N]'s hand, he pressed his screen against it, kissing their hand. [Y/N] blushed at the gesture before getting drowned by the huge amounts of money. Mr. Puzzles said goodnight to the audience and the show stopped..............

[Y/N] crawled out of the money pile and saw that the entire place was dark and empty. Did they leave without them? They looked around for a bit and saw a shadow dragging the bodies of Meggy and Mario. [Y/N] followed them into a closet. The closet has dozens upon dozens of TV's. Some were old while some with very new, they were also extremely broken. [Y/N] noticed that there was piles of DVDs with media such as "Mario's Mysteries", "Once upon an Smg4", and "Scooby Mario". [Y/N] felt someone cover their mouth and wrap their arm around their waist. They screamed and struggled. "Oh don't be afraid, darling. I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you." Mr. Puzzles said. He let go of [Y/N] and they started to walk back in fear. Mr. Puzzles had the same smile he always had, but they could tell that he was angry. Mr. Puzzles walked towards them until [Y/N] hit the desk, he looked menacing to them. His tall figure didn't help much. The stress got to them and [Y/N] started to cry, Mr. Puzzles kneeled down and put his hands on their face.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. You look hideous when you cry. Everything will be alright. I just need to rearrange a few things." And with that, Mr. Puzzles snapped his fingers and the screen glitched out. A 'please stand by" card appeared for about five minutes before cutting back to Mr. Puzzles and [Y/N] in bed together. The sun was rising outside, creating a romantic atmosphere for the two lovers. They were both in their pajamas, Mr. Puzzles was spooning [Y/N] and caressing their face. Mr. Puzzles held them close to his chest, it was as if he was afraid to let go of them. "You'll never leave me, right?" He asked. [Y/N] turned around to face Puzzles and put a hand on the side of his TV thingy and kissed him. [Y/N] shook their head, assuring Puzzles that you won't leave him. Ever. Puzzles smiled and they both continued cuddling.

"Mine. You're all mine. And you'll never leave." Puzzles said. [Y/N] smiled and nodded.

Da end.

#smg3 #smg4 #smg4 meggy #smg4 mario #smg4 mr puzzles #mr puzzles #x reader #Mr puzzles x reader

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lorasdolly · 2 days ago

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Ambessa x a bilingual reader who will literally cuss her out in Spanish? 😭 like we take no shit and will go off on her 👀

𝐘𝐎 𝐕𝐎𝐘

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𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮 𝘅 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵-𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

(translations at the bottom)

Ambessa never imagined the day she'd allow somebody to humble her. She never imagined anyone would even dare to do it. Yet, the day she met you, unrelenting and stubborn, she had to bend to your liking. Without you even having to ask. It felt nearly mandatory, when you shouted something she hardly understood.

If you said jump, she'd ask "how high?".

Right now, Ambessa was on the way home to the Medarda Estate. You were cooking for her, the aroma spreading throughout the house. You were glad she'd come home so you two could finally have some quality time. The plan was to eat dinner and cuddle till you both fell asleep, but it was rearranged by Ambessa's mood.

She got home later than usual, hair disheveled and top buttons from her shirt undone. You walked to the front door, eager to greet her but when you wrapped her arms around her and didn't get an embrace in return, you knew something was up.

Your hands retreated, a small pout gracing your lips in confusion, hands on your hips. "What? Why are you acting this way?" You spoke bluntly, taking in the sight. "Can't I require some space?" She spoke rhetorically, causing a scoff to leave your parted lips.

"Quien puso un palo en tu fondillo," you grumbled under your breath, deciding to leave the situation alone. Ambessa wasn't on the same page though, following after you as you walked away, grabbing your jawline angrily. "Watch the tone. And speak to me so I could understand instead of acting cowardly," She demanded, watching you narrow your vision.

"Vete para la pinga." You replied with an eye roll, Ambessa releasing your jawline and walking away. She decided to shower and hopefully cool off, yet you were already ticked off by how irritable she was. Her shuffled steps were cut off once she took in the mess of laundry in your shared bedroom, the laundry you stopped doing to focus on the dinner.

You followed after her, averting your gaze when realizing how truly messy the room was. "...oops?" You mumbled, pursing your lips and hoping she wouldn't be too mad about it. But her expression took away all hope, her fists clenching at her sides "I come home after working all damn day just to a mess and a bitchy wife?"

You scoff at her description, "What the hell is wrong with you, Ambessa!" Her vulgarity wasn't nearly as terrible as yours when you were upset, but the way she directed it was unacceptable within your mind. She got closer, towering over you. "Me? Take a look at this bedroom and then tell me who has the issue." She gestures towards the mess.

"I was busy making us dinner!" You yelled and she was quick with a response, "You had all damned day!" You stepped back at her yelling. The anger behind her eyes had your palm itching to make contact with her face, you were too hardheaded to accept what she was saying and properly explain.

"Lo juro por Dios, nunca sé qué te hace pensar que podrías hablar conmigo así!" You shouted in return after a moment of silence, voice bouncing off the walls. "Pasé todo el día haciendo mierda por ti y la única vez que me equivoco, me estás gritando?"

She understood snippets of what you said, ultimately having an idea of the sentences. Ambessa sighed, having the urge to banter on but she knew that she'd end up relenting. "Clean this mess up." She stated, walking to leave the room and hearing the angry noises that you huffed and puffed.

"Hazlo entonces tu, hija de la gran puta!" You shouted, not done arguing as you threw an article of clothing at her head. She mumbled heatedly at a whisper, words inaudible as she stomped to the pile of clothes and crouched. She was like an angry puppy yet still following orders. Yet, she wouldn't like the idea of calling them orders, she'd call them favors.

You huffed, walking out the bedroom door and slamming it behind you. Your shuffled steps reached the kitchen, reheating dinner since you didn't want all your plans to be ruined. You working on serving the plates, making them visually pleasing and putting them on the table.

Ambessa, humiliated, enters the luxurious dining room, staring at the plates and utensils. "Want to try again?" You whispered under your breath, hands behind your back and the apron falling off your shoulder. Ambessa's jaw unclenched, muscles releasing any unnecessary tension. She cradled your face, softer this time, and briefly pressed a kiss against yours.

"Yeah. I'd prefer to pretend as if that never happened." She murmured, thumb caressing your cheek with upmost tenderness. A grin fell upon your lips, kissing once again feverishly. Ambessa's hands tangled in your hair, returning the kiss and slipping her tongue past your parted lips.

She massaged the supple skin of your hips, pelvis pressed against yours. She broke the kiss swiftly, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. "Will the food be hardly as good as this, dearest?" She spoke gently, stepping away and pulling your seat out for you.

"Adivina," You pressed her with an eye roll.

TRANSLATIONS;

-> Quien puso un palo en tu fondillo; who put a stick up your 4ss

-> Vete para la pinga; go f!ck yourself

-> Lo juro por Dios, nunca sé qué te hace pensar que podrías hablar conmigo así; I swear to God, I never know what makes you think that you can talk to me like that

-> Pasé todo el día haciendo mierda por ti y la única vez que me equivoco, me estás gritando; I spend all day doing shit for you and the one time I mess up, you yell at me

-> Hazlo entonces tu, hija de la gran puta; you do it then, son of a b1tch

-> Adivina; take a guess

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xthescarletbitch · 2 years ago

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little white lie || camila "la espada" montero x reader

sfw, but i still prefer no minors (curse words are involved)

cw: fluff. you just wanted to get closer to camila by having her teach you how to use her knife (but you already knew how). maybe a slight allusion to a mutual crush.

word count: 350+

author's note: this resulted from midnight yearning, nothing fancy. i randomly got this idea while playing the game and wrote it in one sitting. not proofread.

"you want a tight grip, but not too tight." camila’s hands wrap around yours. "if your knuckles are turning white, you're doing it wrong."

you sigh and let her adjust your hands. she made a good point, but you hesitated to loosen the grip. you honestly liked having her hands on you.

"now, from where you are, raise your arms above your head and lean them back," she assists you in lifting your arms, then places one hand on your hip to adjust your posture. "you don’t want to… hurt yourself."

after composing herself, she pulls one of your legs back slightly and brings your arms back a little more. you turn your head to look back at her and notice her flushed face as she looks down at where her hands are. she looks back up and meets your eyes, after which you shoot her a gentle smile and turn back to the target.

"before you throw the blade, you want to step forward." she lets go of you and allows you to do so. she returns to your side and adjusts your arm position once more. "now, step back, and repeat. this time, i want you to aim for that target." she points toward a spray-painted circle on a nearby tree.

you close your eyes and take a deep breath before opening them again. you move your arms back as she taught you, then step forward, hurling the knife. it hits the target perfectly, much to camila’s surprise.

"pinga," she smirks, admiring the accuracy. "and you’ve never done this before?"

you shrug and grin. "no. nunca."

camila nods and moves towards the tree, pulling her knife right out. she never let anyone touch it, so you felt very grateful to have that opportunity.

she approaches you and reaches the knife out. "again."

she steps back, and you repeat the process, hitting the target again. this time, she shakes her head.

"mentirosa." she judges.

"maybe a little."

"mala, were you just trying to get close to me?" she jokes.

heat rushes to your cheeks. you can’t even speak before she steps closer to you. despite being within range to hand you back the knife, she steps closer, hovering her face over yours. she closes in as if attempting to kiss you, but pauses for a moment before your lips can touch and leans into your ear instead.

"again."

#camila montero x reader #espada x reader #la espada x reader #camila montero #espada #la espada #espada montero #camila far cry 6 #camila fc6 #far cry 6 x reader #fc6 x reader #far cry 6 camila #fc6 camila #far cry fanfiction #camila yearning hours #espadaposting #my writing

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ilytangy · 8 months ago

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Lucifer x Fem!Reader

Yes, I know, it’s crappy, but oh well. Here’s some warnings:

This is NOT a one shot.

At some parts during this series, it will get a little spicy 🌶️

In this series, Luci is a SLUT for attention once it gets there, so if your not into PDA (public display of affection), I suggest you leave

As I already said, it’s going to be shitty, so don’t judge

It will (hopefully) contain some angst, fluff, and lemon/smut

I will try to make the events as close as I can to the official show, but no promises

And I think that’s all, so start reading, and I hope you enjoy!

Prologue

You are a 31 year-old accountant who is currently walking back home in the 1970’s. You live in LA, California. It’s a boring job, but it pays the bills. It’s a long walk, so it gives you some time to think. You know that when you get home, you will have to be burdened with your physically and sexually abusive husband. We were married for 10 years. Valentino is not only an alcoholic, but he is also a very, VERY, needy and bratty person. He is the kind of like a man-child. When he drinks too much, he SA’s me… Somehow, Valentino managed to conceal his true colors until we got married. But really, it’s like torture. He doesn’t give a shit for anything. I’m essentially just a slave to him. The police had came by twice due to noise complaints and glass shattering. Constantly being thrown around like a rag doll is not a very pretty fate, so unfortunately, you decide to take matters into your own hands. On the way to your house, there is a gun store. You decide to visit..

Your POV

I am so done with this bullshit. I open the door to the gun store. Shrouded by anger and bloodlust, I pick out a handgun and aggressively place it on the counter in front of the cashier. “Ma’am, I am gonna have to see your ID.” I show him it. “Will that be all today?” Concealing my true intentions, I say gently, “Yes, sir.” “$50.99.” I pay and stash it in my purse. “Thank you!” I take my leave. I might regret this later, but for now, I don’t give a shit for what I do to that disgusting excuse of a human being. I get home, ready to exact my revenge. “BITCH! YOU AND YOUR CUNT ASS BETTER COME INTO THE LIVING ROOM BEFORE I GO THERE AND KILL YOU!” Huh.. “Yes, my love.” As I approached the room, I take out my newly bought handgun and hide it under my shirt. I walk into the living room. Also being cut on the cheek by a glass bottle that was thrown to the wall, I hear him scream, “EXPLAIN TO ME WHY THE FUCK YOU TRIED TO HIDE MY ALCOHOL AWAY FROM ME! YOU WHORE!” “I don’t need to explain anything. It’s not my fault you can’t sober up.” “OH, YOU’RE BEING A SMARTASS NOW, HUH?” He said as he jumped towards me. How did I not notice the knife in his hand? He tackled me to the floor, but I pulled out my gun. “I AM GOING TO RIP YOU APART, YOU BITCH!” I quickly pushed him away from me. As I pushed him, he stabbed my thigh. I screamed in agony as I was losing blood rapidly. He tried to end it once and for all, but I did first. I shot him once for every year we were married. 10 years, 10 shots. His final words: “I’ll see you in hell, comé-pinga.” “I’ll count on it,” I said, spitting on his body. That felt… nice? Am I crazy? Maybe…OH SHIT I JUST KILLED HIM AND IM LOSING BLOOD “I need to clean this up and get the fuck outta here.” I cleaned and wrapped up my wound. It hurt to stand, but I need to. My casual fit covered in blood was the first thing that needed to go. I changed into an exercise outfit for my get away. I might just do this shit again. I bring my handgun with me. I will burn this house down along with him. I turn on the stove and light everything flammable up. I quickly make my way out of the house. I watch as the house burnt down into flames. Oh shit.. What the hell do I do now? I run for my life, already hearing sirens from down the street.

Random Police Officer(maybe?) POV

I am sitting in my office finishing some paperwork when I receive a call saying that a woman running down the street is a woman responsible for burning a house down. She was seen with a handgun, hinting at a murder with a sprinkle of arson. “Dave, get your lazy ass up, we got a running suspect from a burning house!” “I’m going, Molly!” We hop in the car, turning on the sirens. Suddenly, I see her. She kinda looks like my brother’s wife. Oh wait… OH SHIT! “Dave, I see her! Get off and get her! I’ll be chasing in the car.” “Yes, ma’am!” Dave runs out of the car, screaming at that bitch to stop running. I start chasing her too, trying to hold in my tears at what could have possibly happened to my brother.

DAVE POV(He’s a naughty boy)

I try to catch up to her, but DAMN is she fast. She runs into an alleyway. Big mistake, whore. I follow her into the alley. “Hey there, pretty bitch. Heard you were running from a burning house.” “O-Officer! I assure you, I had nothing to do with such thing!” She stuttered. “Oh really?,” I say as I pin her to the wall, her stomach on the wall. “Here’s what is gonna happen. You’re going to be a good little slut while I make you my cock sleeve. Got it?” She tried to squirm out of my grip, but I slammed her head against the wall. “Don’t make this harder than it should be, ok?” I grip her ass and took off her shorts. I unbuckle my belt and pull down my pants. My cock sprung out. “Now, don’t try anything funny, remember, I’m the stronger one and the police officer here.” I go raw, immediately spreading her legs and thrusting into her ass.

Your POV

This cannot be happening to me. I struggle under the weight of this police officer. He slams my head again. I give up as he raped me in a alleyway. May I remind you, my THIGH is WOUNDED. AND THIS SHIT HURTS! I start crying. Why, God? He goes sloppier, hinting at his orgasm. He cums inside me, leaving me a crying mess on the wall. He lets his guard down. My chance! I knock him off of me and shoot him before he did. I couldn’t anymore. Please, arms, let me go. What was I going to do now? I’m certainly not staying here or going to prison. My life is a waste anyway. Why not just end it now? It’s not getting better from here. “Hey! Put the gun down!” Slowly, I raised it to my head. “I’m not going to repeat myself! Put it down!” Should I? No. Not now. Not after only 2 kills! I point the gun quickly at the police officer and shoot. 3 kills.

*40 years later* (yes we are starting this)

“You finally caught on, Molly. Congrats.” I say mockingly. Molly, Valentino’s sister, a police officer, was tracking me down for the past 40 years. “You.. You have NO RIGHT! TO CONGRATULATE ME! YOU RUINED MY LIFE! HOW COULD YOU?!” She screamed. Currently, I was being told that I was going to be killed for my mass murder and arson across the nation. “Do it. Shoot me,” I said as I got closer. “Are you too pussy to do it? I said shoot me. Shoot me. COME ON!” “I WILL!” “DO IT, YOU CUNT-“ *BANG* “Can’t.. wait… to…. see… your… brother.. in…. Hell…”

“…..aaaaAAAAAAA!!!” I screamed as I hit the ground. I’m not surprised at where I am. I looked up to see a sign that read, “Welcome to Hell!” Huh, no wonder. I walk around with a struggle. I look to my legs and see markings and a stab wound on my light red skin. Wait… LIGHT RED SKIN?? I ran to some sort of reflection. I look completely different!

Oh wow, I LOVE that hair! My head is smaller, but we’re fine! But anyway, WHAT DO I DO?? I walk around until I walk into… a fight? “Eat lead, sucka!” I hear a white fuzzy spider say. I watch as the fight continues and then ends. “Umm.. Hello?” “Huh? Sweetie, whatcha doing here?” “I just, uh, appeared here.” “Oh you’re a newbie! Husky, let’s take her to Charlie!” The feline, which I assumed was ‘Husky’, said “Hell no! Angel, we just met her!” “C’mon! Please!!!” “Ughh, fine. Follow us, kid.” I followed, seeing as I had either that or to fall to the hands of harm. Eventually, we got to a building called the Hazbin Hotel. Oh wow.. well here goes nothing!

Chapter 1 coming soon!!

#hazbin #hazbinhotel #lucifer #lucifermorningstar #xreader #angeldust #husk #charlie #alastor #nifty

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manias-wordcount · 3 years ago

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Can I request pinga from BNA (platonic)with a child reader who’s always getting into danger on accident?

Bullies (Pinga & Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗢 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗛𝗛𝗛𝗛 𝗜 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗢𝗞𝗔𝗬

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

These were not playground bullies.

These were not the people who would pull tails and call you rude names because you weren’t cool enough to be their friend. These were not the people who called you a know-it-all for doing your homework and an idiot for not doing it. They wouldn’t play keep away with your lunch box or your backpack. They wouldn’t hide your clothes after gym just to make you take the dreaded walk to the office- stuck in your shorts and sweaty t-shirt, already late for class. They wouldn’t pick you last for games at recess, and they wouldn’t say “thank you” if you held open the door for them either. Or maybe…

Maybe they would do all those things you thought of. Maybe they would do all those things and more. But the people in front of you are NOT playground bullies. And you would know. The bruise on your knee is from a playground bully. The rumble in your stomach from sharing your lunch with another victim of the same torment you used to go through was because of playground bullies. The lost school supplies in your backpack, making it just ever so slightly lighter without your stolen pencils and pens and other knicks knacks- playground bullies. But as you look in front of you, you know. You know the people in front of you are far worse than any playground bully. And maybe they started that way a long time ago. A time when they were young and small like you are now.

But you can’t face them the same way as you faced those who ruled the schoolyard. Not when the three figures in front of you are double your height. Not when they’re looking at you with bulging eyes of greed. Not when the middle one is holding that knife in his hand like he’s more than happy to use it on you.

And the sneer tells you that he is. He’s more than happy to do it. In fact, he looks thrilled.

“You alone there, kid?” A gravelly voice calls out from the darkness.

You don’t answer. You were taught not to answer- not to taunts, and certainly not to questions that will give up your position. Instead, you swallow and focus on your breath. It’s hard not to think of anything but how much you regret every decision that led you to this moment. Staying late at school to help your favorite teacher with clean-up. Stopping by the Mini-mart to pick up the bento box that’s sitting heavy in its plastic bag in your left hand. Walking out of the store while still putting your money in your wallet because you didn’t want to hold up the line. Not calling for help when you first suspected you were being followed. And finally…

Thinking you could duck into a dead-end alleyway and wait for them to pass you by.

“I asked you a question.” The same voice calls out, impatience lining their tone. They take a half step forward, and while it’s nothing much, you know it’s a silent way to show that they didn’t appreciate being ignored. “Are you alone?”

You feel stupid. At this point, you feel beyond mad with yourself. At this point, you’re practically furious. But the pity party will have to wait. Your eyes flicker over your shoulder in between the inhales and exhales. Behind you, there’s nothing but a brick wall and a couple of trashcans and dumpsters. If you’re quick enough, you might be able to make it over before being grabbed. It’s your best option at this point. You were taught to be light on your feet instead of fighting. If you had to, you could turn on your heel and get a few feet away before the men would even notice.

“Are you listening to me?!”

The voice is louder this time. Angrier at your lack of response. Borrowed time is all you have left, so you better make your decision fast. You could tell even now that there’s no chance you’d be able to slip by under their legs and go back the way you came. Their forms are too big. You’d run into one just by default with the way they’re blocking out the light of the main street you just turned off of. It looks like you have no other choice than to climb the wall. Maybe whoever is on the other side is willing to call for help. Maybe they won’t. But your odds aren’t looking good right now, and you’re just racking your brain to find ways to make them better.

“I’m warning you!”

What if you slowly start turning your foot now? No sudden movements so they won’t see, of course. What if you throw your dinner at their faces? If you go for the guy straight in the middle, you’ll have a better chance of distracting all three for half a second. If you’re lucky, you might even be able to hit one in the eye. That’s good, that’s good. You don’t know what type of beastmen they are, so it’s hard to tell what their strengths are. Worst case scenario, you could also throw your backpack to the ground. It’s a last-minute thought, but it’s big enough to be an obstacle on the ground. If it’s well placed, it could cause someone to trip. That gives you more time to work with. Not to mention, it makes your climb over the wall easier with a little less weight to worry about. Or, what if you-

“THAT’S IT, KID! I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU.” A rage-filled roar disrupts your racing thoughts. It shakes the alleyway as his two friends join in with taunts of their own. Your feet feel glued to the floor. It feels like you did when you were younger. Scared of those who pushed you around and kicked you to the ground. But this is worse. Way, way worse. And now that you’re too afraid to move, you can only imagine just how bad it’s about to be for you. “C’MERE. OR I’M GONNA-”

But for some reason…

“Ah…so there you are, my young friend.”

….bad never came.

~~~

When Mr. Pinga dropped you off on your roof a couple minutes after taking care of the guys in the alleyway and calling the cops, you expected him to pass on a few words to you. What you could have done differently next time. A scolding for making so many stupid decisions in a row. Or maybe just a “goodbye!” and a “see you the next time I’m in town and can teach you how to deal with the newest bully in the schoolyard that was trying to get their way with you.

What you didn’t expect was for him to wrap his arms around you and squeeze you tight as soon as his feet touched the ground.

“I’m very proud of you, you know?” He uttered just loud enough for you to hear over your own cries. You had tried desperately to keep yourself from breaking down into you go into the own safety of your own room, but the second his hand started to rub small circles into your back, it was over. Now you can’t imagine the mess of tears you’re getting on his fancy flight jacket. You can’t imagine what would happen if Mr. Pinga didn’t miraculously swoop by and save the day. You were just scared. So, so scared. “It takes a lot of bravery to stare down a situation like that and to remain calm.”

You try to say thank you. You did- you really did try. But words fall off your clumsy tongue in a mess of a jumbled-up whimper, and you can’t help but cry harder. Your bag hurts your shoulders, and the bento you picked up for dinner is left by your feet as Mr. Pinga holds you tighter. It feels like a hug from your dad when you fell off a bike. Or an embrace from your mom when things don’t go your way despite working so hard. But this hurts in a way you never thought it would.

Maybe it’s because Mr. Pinga is the very stranger who caught you crying on your walk home from school over a year ago before deciding to take it upon himself to teach you how to be tough. Or maybe it’s because these last couple of times he came to visit you and your family, he was beyond impressed with all the stories of how you’ve been taking care of the trouble you would get yourself into.

“You did good, my young friend.”

Or maybe it’s because for a second- for split, measly little scary second back there you thought that you would never know things like hugs ever again.

“You did better than I ever could.”

So you cry harder, and you’re sure you’re disturbing your poor neighbors at this point. You hold onto him harder, and you’re sure you’ll leave strange marks on Mr. Pinga’s fancy flight jacket. And you squeeze your eyes shut harder, and you’re sure the heavy footsteps that are climbing the flight of stairs that lead up to your roof are the footsteps of your worried parents, wondering why you haven’t been answering your phone for the last hour despite your promise to send updates. And Mr. Pinga lets you. He lets you press your face into his chest and bury out anything and everything this time around. He lets you wallow in your fears and your sadness, and your anger. Because even if they weren’t the playground bullies you used to face day after day, you faced them all the same. And that’s all he can ask for as your mentor.

That’s all he asks for, for a kid as young and small as you.

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ohworm-writes · 4 years ago

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heh, hehe pinga x reader :) bonus points if hes spoiling the reader and theyre spoiling him back, just being wholesome dorks. do whatever you want with it, just wanted to request something with the "love of your life" it in

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Pairing - Pinga x gn!Reader

Warnings - none!

Note - you are an absolute doll. i had so much fun writing this, especially with the ‘love of my life’ hbdcshb. and yet, i do love him, so thank you for requesting!

Word Count - 0.6k

prompt - check the ask!

content below the cut!

pinga loves to show his affection through giving gifts

whether it’s something small, like accessories

or something meaningful, like something you had talked about wanting for the longest time

or simply something random!

he’s always getting you little gifts

With gentle hands, Pinga clips the necklace together carefully around your neck. Letting go, the gold jewelry falls against your skin. The simple chain golden chain looks majestic, the way the rays of light reflect off of it making you feel like that of royalty. Looking at it through the mirror, you lift a careful hand to run against it. You’re almost scared that if you touch it, it’ll shatter.

Pinga’s warm hands find their way to your sides, looping around your upper stomach to bring you against him. He lays his head in the crook of your neck, his eyes falling shut as a happy purr erupts from him. You lean your head against him, relishing in the contact. You cherish moments like these. Moments where it’s just you and him.

“Love, you don’t need to keep buying me such fancy things. It must be awfully expensive, no?” Your question isn’t meant to be taken as ungrateful, but you’ve never been able to wrap your head around why he’d keep buying you such expensive things.

He lets out a low chuckle It’s one that makes your heartbeat quicken. The same one that made you fall for him just that bit more. “My dear, these gifts will never equate to how much you mean to me. You’re worth them and so much more, can’t you see?” His eyes are lidded when he looks at you through the mirror, nothing but adoration in them. “You deserve to be spoiled.”

aside from gifts, he’s huge on physical affection and telling you how much he loves you

he’d never expect anything in return, of course

but if you do? well…

Nerves flow through your veins like a flash flood. You really hadn’t planned on buying something when you were out in the city today, but a particular burgundy jacket had reminded you so much of your lover, you just had to get it. The patches on the elbows, the soft and warm material, everything about it said him.

With the jacket placed carefully over your arm, you unlock the door, entering you and your lover’s shared home. Calling out his name while you place your keys on a table, you listen as his heavy footsteps come from down the hall. His head peeks around the corner, a genuine smile on his lips as he sees you.

“Welcome back, dove. How’d your little outing go?” You give him your own little smile, gripping the jacket with both hands as you hand it out towards him. As he eyes the jacket, his giddy grin drops as his face falls. Anxiety wells up in your chest as his hands reach out to touch the jacket.

All the anxiety melts right off of you when he looks back up at you. His eyes tell a completely different story than what you had been thinking. They’re full of awe, full of love. His pink eyes shine bright like a child opening up presents as he exhales a breathy laugh. He opens his mouth to speak, closing it as he tries to find better words.

“For… me?” His words are so full of confusion and love. A blush coats your cheeks as you nod at him, looking at the article of clothing and then back up at him. “It reminded me of you.” He breaks out into a wide grin, one that’s almost blinding. Looking back down at the jacket, he picks it up and holds it close to him. It’s adorable, and yet the thing that caught your attention is the almost inaudible ‘i love you’ that he lets out.

You love him too.

it’s become almost a little war between the two of you, seeing who can get the other the best present

something meaningful, something expensive; it doesn’t matter

you wouldn’t have it any other way, and nor would he

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t0oth-r0t · 3 years ago

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Requests!!

I'm taking requests! My Iida x Reader did really well, so I have decided to open a request page. Here are the rules and who/what I write for.

Will not Write: Pedophilia, Incest, Step-cest, Age gaps, 18+ or Smut, Domestic Abuse, Character x Character, Female reader (male/xenogender is cool, but gender neutral is default, unless someone requests otherwise)

Will write: Angst, Fluff, Poly, Platonic, LGBTQ+

Unsure if I'll write it? Ask!

Characters I write for:

Sally Face

Larry Johnson, Sal Fisher, Travis Phelps, Todd Morrison

Voltron: Legendary Defenders

Shirogane Takashi, Pidge Holt (i use they/them prns for Pidge <3), Matt Holt, Prince Lotor, Princess Allura, Lance Mcclain, Keith Kogane, Hunk

Obey Me!

Lucifer Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, mayyyyyyybe Barbatos

The Black Phone

Vance Hopper, Robin Arellano, Finney Blake, Billy Showalter

BNA: Brand New Animal

Michiru Kagemori, Shirou Ogami, Pinga

MHA: Denki Kaminari, Twice, Dabi/Touya Todoroki, Hawks/Keigo Takami, Kirishima Eijirou

OHSHC Tamaki Suoh, Kyoya Ootori, Mori, Honey, Haruhi Fujioka, Nekozawa, The Hitachiin Twins

Howl's Moving Castle

Markl (platonically) Howl Jenkins Pendragon

FNaF Security Breach

Montgomery Gator, Freddy Fazbear, Roxanne Wolf, Glamrock Chica, Gregory (platonically)

Sk8 The Infinity

Cherry Blossom/Kaoru Sakurayashiki, Joe/Kojiro Nanjo, Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen (platonically)

Demon Slayer

Rengoku Kyojuro, Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tengen (+ his wives) Mitsuri Kanroji, Obanai Iguro

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thatesqcrush · 5 years ago

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After Midnight, Pt. 2

Nevada Ramirez x Reader. AN: Fic prompt from lyrics # 8 “tonight the foxes hunt the hounds” as requested by @melsquared79. Cw: alcohol, language, dub-con, smut - rough sex, oral sex, all the sex. Def NSFW. WC: 4K. FYI: this fic was totally inspired by the Camila Cabello song, “My Oh My” which you should totally give a listen to.

***

You shifted in your seat, your eyes staring back into the piercing green eyes of the drug lord in front of you. “And how do you know where I live?”

“I went through your wallet,” Nevada replied casually, as he reached to light up a cigar.

“When?” you questioned.

“After you fell asleep.”

You furrowed your brows. “Do you always give your hook-ups a ride home or am I just that special?”

Nevada pulled you close to him. He ran his finger down your cheek. “Maybe it’s the latter. Is there a problem with that?”

“Y/N, you have had a hard few weeks; you deserve to come out and loosen up a little,” your friend Nina implored. “Lost your job, got dumped –”

“Don’t remind me,” you sighed. “I just don’t feel like going out.”

“Come on – it’ll be good for your soul. Besides – you have been cooped up in your apartment for a week. You look like hell. And you kind of smell like it too,” Nina retorted, her nose crinkling.

“Shut up! You’re demasiado – I do not smell,” you shrieked defensively, half shoving your friend away. You paused. “Wait – do I really?”

“No – you don’t smell. But you do look like shit. So come out, live a little, and then you can go back into your hidey-hole,” Nina replied. “Wear that black dress of yours. The one with the plunging v-neck. I will pick you up at nine. There’s a club in the Bronx that is supposed to be all the rage.”

“All the rage? Didn’t that lingo go out with the ‘90s?” you replied, your brow cocked at her.

“The ‘90s are coming back – you see it all over the stores. Just fucking come out. It’ll be fun.”

***

In the end, you opted for dark skinny jeans, a fitted low-cut black tank top and leopard caged heels. Your hair was tousled, thin hoop earrings hung off your ear and stacks of bangles hung off your wrist. Your heels clicked against the wet pavement. You spotted your gaggle of friends waiting on the line and you waved at them as you approached. The bouncer cocked his brow and waved you over. He asked you for your ID which you quickly produced.

“She’s with us,” Nina replied, resting her head on your shoulder as the bouncer reviewed your ID. He nodded and waved you and your girlfriends in. The music was loud �� you could feel the vibrations in your bones. By sheer luck a table in the corner was free and you all quickly claimed it – various purses and wristlets covered it quickly. You pushed your way through the crowd at the bar and opened up a tab. First a round of tequila shots was ordered; a mix of cocktails and beers were followed. Your mind was fuzzy, but you still had a good grasp of what was going on.

Unbeknownst to you, a pair of striking green eyes was watching you intently from a balcony from above. It was Nevada Ramirez, the self-proclaimed King of Washington Heights. You were dancing with a friend and seemingly having a good time. A server came by with a tray of shots and he watched as you plucked one off the tray and tossed it back with the flick of your wrist. His eyes raked over your body and he appreciated how well your ass looked in the denim you wore. His eyes trailed up, from the dip of your waist to the soft curve of your breasts. He had never seen you at the club before. He knew thought that he wanted you. “Oye, quién eres tu?” he murmured.

Nevada swallowed the amber colored liquid he was holding and took one last deep inhale of the cigar before he made his way downstairs.

After a few songs, you decided to take a break. You managed to get a glass of water and you sucked it down while you watched everyone else have a good time. You checked your phone and was about to check on what your jerk of an ex was up to when a voice interrupted you.

“Are you bored ma?”

You looked up taken aback at the interruption. “Excuse me?” In front of you was the hottest man your eyes had the pleasure of seeing. You licked your lips and swallowed hard.

Nevada gave you a small smile. “You looked good dancing. And now I see you checking your phone. So are you bored or do you have some boyfriend checking in on you?”

“No boyfriend,” you replied. You looked past Nevada at your friends who were still dancing. “Just checking on the time,” you lied. “It’s late.”

“It’s only after midnight.” Nevada replied. “Things are just starting up.” He stepped closer to you and you could smell the mixture of alcohol and cigar smoke on his person. “Ven,” he continued, motioning with his head towards the dance floor. “Baila conmigo.”

“And you are…?” your voice trailed off as you took in his appearance. Tight black jeans, tight black tank top. His cologne gave off an intense masculine aroma. ‘Goddamn,’ you thought to yourself.

“Nevada Ramirez. I own this club.”

You cocked a brow. “Impressive.”

“You don’t have to tell me. Come. Baila conmigo.”

You paused. You were about to shake your head when Nina caught your eye. “Go,” she silently mouthed. You looked back at Nevada who was staring at you intently. The gold crucifix he wore glinted under the overhead lights.

“No one fucking tells me no,” Nevada snapped impatiently.

‘What do I have to lose?’ you thought. “Okay, su alteza real.” Nevada led you to the dancefloor, his hand concentrated on the small of your back.

A song with a prominent bass line and drum beat played over the speakers. You didn’t recognize the song but you were quick to note how the male and females singers voices wrapped around each other’s – like a silk against the body. Whatever the song was, it was intoxicating - just like Nevada.

Nevada gripped your hip with one hand, encouraging you to press them against his. You rocked against his body, knees bent, you each moving your hips in circular motions.

“Dulce angelita,” Nevada purred in your ear. “What is your name?”

“YFN, YLN,” you replied. Nevada had placed his mouth against your ear, letting his heavy breath tickle your skin. “Well, Y/N, I am here for one thing.”

The dance floor had filled up, pressing you even closer to him. At one point, Nevada spun you to face him. Your faces were millimeters apart, your bodies were slicked with sweat and your breaths were heavy. Nevada watched as a bead of sweat rolled down your décolletage and he followed it as trailed down between your breasts. He growled low. You followed his movements and took a deep breath, arching your chest in his face.

In your opinion, Nevada was walking sex. You weren’t sure if it was just that you were feeling down about your current life situation or the alcohol or a mixture of both but you were suddenly feeling like you could use a good time.

You smirked before responding. “So am I.”

Nevada captured your lips with his. The kiss was rough and needy, all teeth and tongue. You moaned as you pressed closer to him. As quickly as the kiss began, it ended with him pulling away just as roughly.

Nevada gripped the back of your neck, forcing you to look at him. “You need to say it mami – use that fucking mouth of yours.”

“Yes,” you replied, asserting your consent.

***

Nevada’s apartment was attached to the club. He liked being close to business. The elevator to his apartment was in the back of the club. To any other club-goer, it looked like a defunct elevator. But it was set up purposely that way. Nine times out of ten, Nevada just took his conquests to his office which was located by the balcony. Hit it and quit it was his motto. And it served him well. Many ladies threw themselves at the King of the Heights – sometimes it was for sex; sometimes it was for money – that he always collected back on with interest; sometimes it was for drugs – sometimes it was for all three. He never took them back to his place. But there was something about you, that Nevada knew was different.

So he broke his own rule.

***

Once in the elevator, Nevada wasted no time. He was on within seconds. His hands grabbed at the hem of your tank top and pushed them upwards, touching your exposed skin. His hands trailed upwards to your tits, cupping them. The kiss between the two of you was open mouthed, hot and heavy. Your tongues battled each other’s, each trying to get more surface area.

Any other time you would have appreciated the bird-cage like appearance of the elevator. The wrought iron was a mix of twists and beams. The ceiling of the elevator had a chandelier that hung off of it with a blue light and the surroundings were mirrored, so the lights bounced off the reflection, creating an ethereal effect. The elevator lurched to a stop and Nevada opened the door.

You both had taken a few steps into the apartment when Nevada pushed you against the wall, again kissing you hard. He used one hand to pin your arms above your head, while the other continued to explore your upper half. Nevada tugged your tank up once more and then tugged down your bra exposing your breasts. He twisted and tugged on a nipple, before he moved onto the other. You moaned as he did so. Nevada broke the kiss again and then dipped his head to a globe. You moaned again as he captured a nipple in his mouth.

“Escuchame atentamente cariño – I am going to make you cum. First with my mouth, then with my cock. Me entiendes?”

You nodded. “Please. Yo quiero tu pinga.”

“You have some amazing tits,” Nevada complimented. “Makes me want to put my cock in between them.”

You groaned at the idea, a jolt of pleasure coursed through you. You could feel your arousal dampen your panties and nodded once more.

Nevada turned you around, so you faced the wall. He pressed himself against you and rubbed himself against your ass in an attempt to give himself some relief from his own ache, which was throbbing.

You could feel how hard Nevada’s cock was and you pushed back, teasing.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered. Nevada took your arms and planted them above your shoulders, so they braced the wall. He reached between you and the wall and unbuttoned the fly of your jeans. Your jeans and panties were pushed down in one movement and to your ankles. Nevada whistled appreciatively. “Look at that ass. Damn mami.”

Nevada wasted no time. His mouth was on your eager and soaked cunt. His hands were firm on your butt cheeks, keeping you spread open. He used the flat of his tongue to lick broad stripes between your lips before thrusting his tongue into you. You squirmed as Nevada fucked you with his mouth. He alternated long swipes with flicks. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” you moaned.

Nevada paused to breath, licking your inner thigh and sucking a mark onto your skin. He resumed his actions like a man starved. You tried to undulate against his mouth, but he kept you in place. Nevada’s hot breath tickled your clitoris and he snaked two thick fingers inside of you. “Oh Jesus fuck,” you cried out as you felt your orgasm begin to build. Nevada could sense you were close, as your walls began to flutter around his fingers. Nevada removed his fingers and dove back into your folds, shaking his head and humming simultaneously. He continued to tease you to the point where you were begging to come. You started shivering and Nevada knew he found a good spot and he decided to chill there for awhile. You praised Nevada’s actions and chanted his name as if it were a prayer. Nevada slipped his fingers back inside of you and pumped them rapidly in and out of you. The wet slick sounds of his fingers in your pussy, his mouth also there, the friction of his beard on your thighs, it was all too much. You came hard, wailing his name as your cunt clenched his fingers. Your release coated his face and fingers. Nevada drank you all in, he couldn’t get enough.

Your body trembled as Nevada pulled away. He turned you back around so that you faced him and he made a big show of slowly sucking his fingers. “Mmmm, delicioso. So fucking sweet,” he purred.

Nevada took a few steps back, Nevada kicked off his boots and he unbuckled his belt and then shoved off his jeans. It wasn’t a surprise to you that he was going commando. Your eyes slightly widened at the sight of his cock. It was long and thick and by your recollection, bigger than your ex’s. His cock was painfully hard, pre-cum oozed from the head. Your eyes met and you nodded. You followed his lead and removed your top and bra, flinging them in one direction. You kicked off your heels as well and then made quick work of your jeans and underwear. You were completely nude. Nevada drank you in. Your body was amazing and he couldn’t wait to fuck you. He took a few steps and he was on you once more, carrying you over his shoulders and to the bed.

He dropped you on the bed and you spread yourself wantonly, rubbing your clitoris once more. You had one orgasm and were eager for more. “Mmm, yeah play with that pussy while you suck this cock,” Nevada ordered. You sat up half-way and propped yourself so you could get to his cock. Nevada brushed his cock against your cheek, before pushing it into your mouth. You moaned as his musky, salty taste flooded your mouth. You eagerly bobbed on his cock, relaxing your jaw to take more of him into your mouth. You used one hand to pump his cock as you traced the prominent vein on his cock all the way to the “v” on the underside. Nevada hissed as he watched his cock slip in and out of his mouth. “Such a good cocksucker,” Nevada praised. “Makes me want to blow my load into the pretty little mouth of yours.”

You nodded. Nevada bucked his hips, pushing his cock further into your mouth. You gagged and spluttered around his cock, your eyes beginning to tear, causing your mascara to run and saliva dribble down your chin. Nevada’s hands threaded your hair and gripped your scalp tightly as he fucked your face, grunting as he did so.

Nevada pulled away roughly and you gasped for air. Your chest rose and fell quickly and you watched as Nevada crawled over to you. He straddled your chest and ran a hand down in the space between your breasts. He cupped your breasts once more, tugging and twisting your nipples before sliding his cock in between. You used your hands to hold your breasts and Nevada began to fuck your tits. Every once in awhile you would jut out your tongue to lap at the head of his cock.

“Mmm I want to cum on those tits so badly,” Nevada groaned as he watched his cock slide in and out. “But I think I want to save that for your pussy.”

“Yes, please come in that pussy,” you begged. “I want it. Fill me up.”

Nevada climbed off of you, and pushed on your side, encouraging you to roll over. You rolled onto your stomach and Nevada pulled you up so you were on all fours. “Do you have…protection?” you panted.

Nevada gave your ass a good smack and you squealed in response. The mattress creaked as he moved off the bed. You heard footsteps, a drawer open, and then the sound of foil ripping. The bed dipped once more with Nevada’s weight. You felt him line his cock along your entrance, and he rubbed against your folds, teasing. You let out an eager moan. “Please,” you begged. “Fuck me.”

Nevada slid his cock into you in one motion, burying himself to the hilt. “Only because you asked me so nicely mamita.” You gasped as he did so, feeling delightfully stretched and full. “Oh God,” you choked out.

Nevada slowly pulled out and then slowly thrusted back in again, letting you get accustomed to his size before speeding up his thrusts, fucking you harder, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. The tips of his fingers dug into your flesh and you knew you’d be bruised in the morning.

“Oh yes, damelo duro,” you implored. You reached down to circle your clit and Nevada stilled.

“Oh no,” Nevada panted, circling his hips slowly, which elicited a whine from you. “Not yet. Damn mami, you’ve got that bomb pussy. You take my cock so good,” he grunted.

You planted your arm back on the bed and Nevada resumed fucking you from behind. Eventually, he pulled out and sat back on his haunches. You looked over your shoulder, confused.

Nevada pointed to his cock, which was coated in your cream and you nodded, understanding. You took Nevada into your mouth, eagerly bobbing on his cock. Nevada groaned and he reached over to slip his fingers into your pussy. You hummed in appreciation and Nevada growled at the sensation the vibrations caused. He gripped your head tightly, causing you to gag and splutter once more. Nevada pulled up your head tightly, causing you to meet his eyes. His green eyes were dark and full blown with lust.

“Saddle up.” Nevada laid on his back and you crawled over on top of him and began to ride him eagerly. Nevada grunted as he watched your tits bounce. One hand remained on your hips, guiding you and another squeezed your breasts. You could feel your orgasm build once more – quicker than before as you were already at the precipice. “Please let me cum,” you begged. “I am so close.”

Nevada could feel your walls fluttering around his cock. His own orgasm was quickly approaching but he wasn’t ready to come just yet. You were too gorgeous of a creature and he wanted to savor every moment. You leaned back, your arms gripped the tops of his thighs. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes,” you chanted.

Nevada reached up to rub your swollen pink pearl and you gasped once more, your eyes squeezing shut. “I’m going to… I am going to… “

Nevada sat up fully and captured your mouth with his as you came hard around his cock. You wrapped your arms around his neck and wrapped your legs around his waist. Your tongues battled one another’s as you both chased your own orgasms. Nevada’s thrusting became erratic and he stiffened against you as he came hard, grunting your name in your ear. Hearing him lose control caused you to come once more.

Both of you were completely spent and you collapsed against Nevada as he laid back down on the bed. He reached down and removed the condom from his now softening cock. He tied it quickly before tossing it to the side of the bed to deal with later.

You hadn’t meant to fall asleep and normally Nevada would have minded, but something inside of him told him this was different – you were different. So he let you stay the night. After you fell asleep, he climbed out of bed and found your purse, quickly finding your ID. He made a mental note of your name and address and then went back to bed. You snored lightly on his chest as he looked you up.

***

“I’m special?”

The car lurched to stop. From the window you could tell that despite the early hours, traffic was starting to build. It would take forever to get home at the rate you were going. But you didn’t mind.

“I get what I want.”

“And what you want is me?”

“I already had you.”

“So, then we should be good,” you replied with a wink. Your phone buzzed and you quickly looked at it, realizing you would need to get back to your friends.

Nevada placed a hand on your leg. “I am a King without his Queen.”

You looked out the window, watching as the light changed from red to green. You racked your brain, wondering how you got yourself into this situation and then went over your other situation. This was messy. ‘To hell with it,’ you thought. You took a deep breath and then turned to face Nevada. “Aside from the sex, what’s in it for me?”

Nevada smirked. “I was hoping you’d say that mami.”

FIN.

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kpopbiggestwhore · 6 years ago

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Locked In

“Mark Tuan x Reader

Mark (Mafia Leader/Theif) who is believed to have been going around town breaking into people’s homes and robbing banks. But since the cops have no evidence of him, they put up posters saying if you manage to gather evidence of said suspect they will reward you $1,000 to $5,000 but if you catch him the reward of $500,000. You needed the money for college so of course, you couldn’t miss this opportunity. You put up a system to notify your phone that someone has entered the house, luckily for you someone did.

3,932 words enjoy :)

“Eomma, nada va a pasar, don’t worry okay I have school going on and changing to a different school now will mess up everything, and I don’t want that to happen eomma.” I tell my mother over the phone

“Ay mija, alright I guess but did you at least put something up like an alarm?” she asked, I can hear my mother getting flustered over this situation.

“Si eomma, I have everything under control don’t worry. I have to go to my dance class ma I’ll talk to you soon I love you.” I smiled

“Te amo tambien hija, call me tomorrow.” and with that, we hung up. Good thing she doesn’t know how I have the alarm to go off and lock the people inside my house with no escape and to lock my room shut so they can’t come in. It’s great to have a father to teach you about these tech things.

~Later on that night~

I opened the door to my apartment “Gatita, adonde estas?” I called out to my cat as I closed the door. Suddenly I felt something press against my legs, I looked down to see my cat purring up my leg “Ah there you are, how are you mama?” I bend down to pet her soft and fluffy gray mixed with white and black fur. “Let’s get you something to eat I bet you’re hungry, right?” as so as I asked her she responded with a meow and I smiled “Well let’s get you something to eat then.” getting up and fetching her food.

Ah it feels to shower after dance practice

I walked out of my bathroom to my closet grabbing my matching burgundy set and my black silk robe. I walked out of my closet and turned off the lights to lay in bed with my cat taking over half of it. I shook my head and moved her over a just enough to lay down. After such a long day of studying at school and dance practice, nothing beats being in bed and knowing I have nothing tomorrow is what made it sweeter. Suddenly I heard my door lock,

Did someone just break in? I thought

No Y/N someone is here to buy a sandwich YES SOMEONE JUST BROKE IN

I pull out my phone to see the cameras around my apartment and sure enough, there was someone in my place and that someone was Mark Tuan

“What do you mean the system was triggered I thought you said you got into it Jinyoung?” I heard the person exclaimed “Whatever do something quick before I do something to you.” he spoke pissed at the fact that he’s locked in.

“Oh my god... I CAN FINALLY PAY FOR EVERYTHING IN COLLEGE YES!”

I watch as the guy walks around my place, which worried me because he was getting closer to my room. Hopefully, he won’t notice I’m in he-

But before I could finish my sentence my phone started to ring

“Tell me what’s your favorite game

(I wanna play hide and freak)”

SHIT

I panicked and quickly shut my phone off but it was too late the next thing I knew there was a knock on my door.

“Come out of that room and I won’t hurt you.” he said, “Nah I’m good thanks pendejo.” I laughed “Come on just be a good girl and come out before I go in there and believe me, it won’t be good if I come in there.” he growled, “Good Luck come pinga you won’t be able to open it so ha chupamela pinga.” I laughed “Oh you wanna laugh alright then.” he said as he spoke to someone who I’m guessing was the one he was telling off earlier.

‘Click’

Oh fuck

I ran to my door and quickly locked it with my door lock, I slowly backed away releasing the breath I was holding in “You really want to play like that.” he chuckled “You ain’t getting in here honey but don’t worry the cops will be here soon. So just sit back and relax pendejo.” I laughed once again reaching out for my phone and started to dial the cops, but before I can call them the door clicked again. I turned around and became face to face with Mark “What was that again?” he smirked grabbing my arm, I tried yanking my arm away but it was no use he had his grip on my arm.

So I punched him in the gut, which affected him just enough for me to get my arm back. I was just about to run out but he quickly wrapped his arms around my waist making me toss my phone towards the door “You know we can always do something else instead of calling the cops baby.” he whispered into my ear and I feel his hot breath descend to my neck. I swiftly turned us around and pushed us to the ground. I flipped myself over and straddled his arms and body between my legs “Well I think so sir, but nice try.” I smirked as I try to reach over for my phone but messed up because of getting myself closer to my phone I made my lower region closer to his face. I was just about to grab my phone until I felt something wet in between me and cause me to be unbalanced “O-oh fuck.” I moaned “Looks like I have to teach you a lesson babygirl.” he spoke, I looked down and see him smiling. I felt his hands grip my thighs “N-no st-stop.” I tried to reach for my phone again but he sucked on my clit harder “Fuck!” I cursed out. I was becoming weak and I needed to do something and fast.

I lay back again and thought if I play along, I’ll trick him and be free to call the cops. I looked behind me and sure enough, I saw a dent in his pants. I began to palm him through his black jeans, I can feel the smirk forming as I palm him, thinking he won this round.

Oh boy just wait and see what’s in store for you, honey.

I smirked at my thoughts wondering what my next plan of action is, I feel him loosen up.

Now’s my chance

I flipped myself and fixed my posture “As good as this feels, well not really I’ve had better, I need to pay for college one way or another, honey.” I smiled getting ready to fight “You’re very intelligent I’ll give you that,” he gets up “but you still can’t beat me, sweetheart, so let’s just make it easy for the both of us and be a good girl and come to me.” he smirked “Sorry but,” I briskly swung my foot causing him to fall back “I’m not a good girl.” I run towards the door and just as I was about to go through I feel a grip on my ankle causing me to fall and be pulled back. He flips me over and pins both of my arms over my head “Looks like I’ll have to teach you.” with one hand he opens my robe and traces his hand over my body “Nice and curvy, and your tits look so beautiful I can’t wait to mark all of this down.” he smirked but I gathered the courage to flip us over so that I was on top pinning his hands above his head now “Sorry but none of this is yours, nor will it ever be yours, to mark Sir.” I said I was struggling to keep his hands in place but lost my grip when he grinded against me. He grabbed my arms and place them behind my back “Oh don’t worry we can change that right now.” slapping my ass, I almost let out a small moan but luckily I held it in.

“Looks like your first punishment is to have you scream my name kitten.” slapping my ass once more “Never in a lifetime asshole.” I spit out with venom “A lot of naughty words coming out of that pretty little mouth of yours kitten, how about I put something naughty in there instead.” He grabs my one of my legs with one his unused hand and gets up from the ground. Once he did he let go of my leg “Now let’s find something to tie you up.” he said, “Fuck you.” I said trying to wiggle my way out of his grasped “Don’t worry you will in a bit kitten.” pulling me closer to him as we walk to my closet “Now let’s see if you have anything that I can use on you.” he asked out loud “There’s nothing you can use on me, dickhead.” I snorted “That black box there says otherwise.” he looked down at me.

Shit I have to get him away from that box or I’m screwed

“That’s just a shoe box, it has my dance heels in there nothing else.” I rolled my eyes “Oh really the redness on your cheeks say something else.” he smirked, “Did we not wrestle for a good few minutes ago?” I sassed “If it’s just a shoe box then why is that the only black box here.” he asked as he begins to walk towards it “No those are expensive you’re going to ruin them with your filthy hands.” I said but it was too late he opened the box to see handcuffs, rope, a vibrator, a whip, and a chain and necklace. “Just a shoe box, eh?” he remarked “Looks like I’m going to use all of this on you kitten, starting with this.” picking up the handcuffs from the box.

“Now that’s one pretty sight.” he smirks

I want to wipe the fucking come pinga smirk off his damn face

He handcuffed my hands with some rope tied to the bed, with the collar on around my neck, and only my panties on. “Damn you have such a beautiful body,” he praises as he drags his rough hands around my body “Big, beautiful, and perfectly round tits.” I was holding my breath in as he caresses me “A nice hourglass figure with just enough meat on you that makes me want to eat you up more.” grabbing onto my hips and stomach “Now this,” he grabs harshly grabs my ass causing me to hold back my moan “this right here is one of my favorites it’s perky and spankable I just can’t wait to just leave hand prints on this ass.” as he harshly lets go of my ass he moves over to my womanhood “And now this pretty little thing.” he presses his hand firmly against my clit and rubs circles around it. I pressed my lips together so no noise would come out but what he was doing to me felt really good and as bad as this is… I was enjoying it but I wasn’t going to show it “Still no sound looks like I have to take it up a notch.” He grabs the vibrator from the box “Looks like I’ll have to use this on you.” He smirked “Fuck off you piece of shit gringo.” I spit “Ah, ah, ah you don’t want to make this worse, don’t you?” he said I looked at him dead in the eye and said “Go fuck yourself cara piche.”

He smiles “You asked for it kitten.” He flipped me over, making me lay on my stomach and over his knees. He places the vibrator on my clit on medium speed “Apologize.” He commanded “No.” I sassed, he suddenly lands a harsh smack on my ass “I said apologize whore.” His voice becoming harsher with each word “And I said No.” I mimicked “Fine then you asked for it.” He increased the power on the vibrator and began to spank me. One after another each one becoming harsher and more pleasurable by the seconds. By the 15th spank I couldn’t hold it in anymore “Okay Fine! I’m sorry daddy!” I cried out causing him to stop “What was that kitten?” I can already see the stupid but sexy smirk on his damn face “I’m sorry.” I said “Say that last part.” He said “Daddy.” I repeated. He turns off the vibrator and flips me over “Was it that hard to say baby?” he said “Yes it was.” I sassed but I couldn’t help the smile that was slowly creeping up on my face “Look at you trying to hold back it’s cute.” he rips off my panties “Hey! Those are my favorite panties asshole.” I yelled “I’ll buy you 50 sets of these later, but right now.” He drags his finger through my folds “This looks really good and I can feel you dripping from my pants baby.” He carefully moves me so he can get up and as he does, I can see a wet spot on his pants “See I told you babygirl.” He smiles as he begins to take of his clothes only to be left in boxers and I won’t deny it, he looked so fucking sexy that I can feel myself getting wetter “Enjoying yourself princess?” he smirked.

You know what fuck it this is so far the best I’ve ever had and I got nothing to lose at this point so why the hell not.

“Very much Daddy.” As my eyes skim around his body until they landed on his eyes “Finally coming around, I see.” He smiles as he leans closer until our lips are just milliammeters apart until we hear “Boss the cops are coming seems like the cops are 5 minutes away from the place, looks like she hasn’t called it off.” The person spoke “Ah shit, looks like we have to continue this another time baby.” He said as he gets up “Or I can tell them that the system malfunctioned and my phone ended up being locked in my room and I couldn’t get a hold of it for the past hour because the code decided to work now.” I shyly spoke as I avoid eye contact just “I don’t know about that what if you lie to them?” he asked but just as I was about to reply there was a knock on my door “Ma’am open up this is the police.” They said “You’re gonna have to trust me now come on and pass me my robe.” I said he takes off my cuffs and hands me my robe. I grabbed him and led him to the door “What are you doing.” He growled as we were right in front of my door “Here.” I gave him the chain that was attach to my collar “And stay behind my door.” I pushed him behind the door and opened the door just enough so they can see “Good evening Ma’am.” The cop spoke but as soon as he saw my collar his voice dropped “Good evening, sorry about the false alarm my phone had no battery and my charger was locked in my room and the code didn’t work until now officer.” I bat my eyes at them “I-it’s okay ma’am just make sure you call the-the alarm company alright.” He said as the other cop was looking at my collar and then he notices the chain and how it was.

Shit, shit, shit don’t ask about it

“Ma’am are you sure you’re okay?” he asked I rolled my eyes and swiftly grab the chain from Mark’s hand and showed them “Yes now if you’ll excuse me my boyfriend is about to come home soon and I’d really would like to get back to my business before he comes, so can you leave. Like now.” I sassed as their faces gets red, they begin to scurry off to their car “Y-yes O-of course ma’am, have a nice evening.” And with that they drove off. I closed the door and see “You turned down 500 grands just to have sex with me.” He smiled “Yeah but before we continue,” I grabbed his ear piece “Hi Jinyoung is it?” I asked “Uh yeah, where’s M-” but before he could finish his sentence, I cut him off “He’s here with me and I plan to keep him busy for the rest of the night so do you mind if I steal him from you guys?” I smirked as I looked over at Mark to see a shocked but amused face “Uh, Uh-” his stuttering was cut off by another person “Go for it, let him know we’ll leave another car for him.” The person spoke “Alright I will thank you.” I smiled as I place the ear piece on the counter. I felt Mark tug the chain closer to him “You are really something kitten.” He smirked crashing our lips together, holding my hip closer to him but after a few seconds I pushed back “Why don’t we continue this back in the room daddy.” I stared at him and bit my lip “Gladly kitten.” He smirked and picked me up causing me to squeal and wrap my legs around him. I couldn’t help but moan as I felt his hard on against me and since I only had a robe on it made things difficult on my end and he seems to notice it “You seem to be wetter than before, did almost getting caught get you more excited kitten.” He breathed out around my collarbone area “Yes daddy it did.” I moaned out.

Once we get into my room, I slipped off the robe and pushed his boxers all the way down until I was faced with his hard on “Babygirl what are you- Oh god.” He growled as I began to take his whole length in my mouth “Fuck look at me when you do that.” He growled, I looked up and took him out of my mouth while smiling “You, naughty little girl come here.” He smiled as he pulled the chain causing me to get up from the floor and crushing our lips together. We pulled apart for a moment to catch our breath “I am going to fuck your mouth later right now,” he picks me you and throws me on the bed as I giggle “I’m going to fuck you senselessly.” He grabs both of my legs and tries to part them “Open them kitten.” He demanded “No.” I smiled “No?” he raised his eyebrow as I shook my head no “Really, let’s try that again then.” He said “Open them.” He growled spanking my ass. I moaned out and opened up a bit which he took the opportunity to bend my knees on both of my side “You just wanted an excuse to get spanked, didn’t you?” he smiled, I nodded my head ‘Yes’ and bit my lip from smiling “You’re my pretty pain princess, aren’t you huh?” he said as he begins to tease my entrance I nodded my head again which caused his to spank me again “Use your words kitten.” He said “Yes Daddy, I’m your pretty pain princess.” I smiled “Good girl.” And with that he slammed right into me which was a little painful but felt amazing nonetheless “Fuck princess you’re so tight.” He hissed “Fuck daddy, you feel so good.” I moaned out. He began to fuck me faster and harder with each thrust and at this point that I couldn’t even scream. I flipped us over so that I was on top “Princess what do you think you’re doing?” he asked “This.” And begin to ride him “Oh fuck.” He threw his head back as I smiled “You feel so good fuck.” He grabs my ass with both his hands guiding my ass up and down until I laid on his chest and began to lift up and down my ass slowly “Oh fuck these is fucking amazing.” He groaned. I began to pick up the pace as I felt myself about to come. “Kitten I’m about to cum.” he said, I placing my hands on his chest “Me too daddy fuck.” I moaned. He flipped us over and he started to fuck me faster “Daddy I’m gonna cum!” I screamed “Cum for me princess.” He growled, I came so hard around him that I began to shake uncontrollably “Ah shit, fuck.” He dragged the ‘fuck’ as I felt him coming in me and when he pulled out, I felt more coming out.

“Fuck I came inside you.” He cursed “Don’t worry I’m on the pill.” I dazedly smiled “Well in that case,” He lays down next to me and pulls me towards him causing a small yelp to come out of my mouth “I’m going to rest here for a bit.” Removing my collar and tossing it to the ground so he can rest his head on the crook of my neck “Wait you have to go before you’re spotted Mark.” I said turning to face him as I caressed his face “Don’t worry baby because one, they don’t even have evidence that I’m the one doing those activities and two I will but right now I just came from amazing sex and I want to catch my breath.” He smiled “Alright then let me do something quickly then.” I got up and picked up his things “Fuck you bending down like that, might make me fuck you again.” He chuckled, I looked back at him and rolled my eyes as I place his things on my desk chair with a clean towel. “I’m putting a clean towel next to your clothes and when you get in the shower the left handle is for cold water and the right is for hot.” I said as I crawled back into bed with him. I felt him kiss my forehead and wrap his arm around my waist “Thank you princess.” He mumbled “You’re welcome papi.” I said in a low voice “Fuck that sounds so sexy.” He groaned “Just go to sleep mark.” I said letting out a small laugh “Alright goodnight baby.” He murmured “Goodnight Mark.” And with that I fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning to an empty bed, I reached over for my glasses but grabbed a piece of paper instead. I looked for my glasses for a moment to read the note that was left on my night stand. I put on my glasses and it reads

“I’ll be back later tonight to take you out to a nice dinner, so expect a delivery soon for it.

But I’ll call you later on in the day to let you know about everything.

From, daddy.

P.S.

Y/n L/n is a very beautiful name but my princess sounds better don’t you think. (;”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head as a small laugh left my mouth.

What did I get myself into.

#Mark Tuan #jinyoung #choi youngjae #jackson wang #im jaebum #bambam #yugyeom #got7 #got7 imagines #got7 smut #got7 mark #got7 jb #got7 bambam #jyp got7 #got7 jackson #got7 yugyeom #got7 youngjae #got7 jinyoung

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xthescarletbitch · 2 years ago

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such a good girl || camila "la espada" montero x reader

18+, minors do NOT interact

cw: f!reader, smut, oral on a strap-on (camila!receiving), reader touching self, allusions to other sexual acts

word count: 750+

author's note: this was a request, and it’s not proofread. babes, as much as i love to write smut, i feel like i always fail. ♡

"for espada… remember when she put the grenade in that dudes mouth and kept shoving it further and further? imagine her doing that with you.. but with her strap, seeing how much you can take and she loves seeing the tears in your eyes and how messy it is and she’s praising you and… yeah. 🥰🥰🥰"

“you look so pretty like that.” camila assured as she held your head in place. you were on your knees in front of her, one hand on her strap and the other between your legs.

“camila…” you trailed off. “it’s so big.”

“but you can take it, right baby?”

you gulped and stared at the baby blue strap in your hand. sure, she’s fucked you with it before, but never suggested that you suck her off. you tried to convince yourself that if your pussy could take it, your mouth could too.

you looked up at her one last time before leaning in and swirling your tongue around the tip of her silicone cock.

“pinga…” she gasped at the sight. camila admired how you gripped the strap and met her eyes occasionally as you inched it deeper into your mouth.

the hands cupping your face were now entangled in your hair. she twirled a few pieces while simultaneously enjoying the view in front of her. you moved the hand between your legs to grip her thigh as you tried to feed the strap deeper and deeper…

camila started to lose it. she was so enamoured with how amazing you looked below her. it drove her crazy. she needed more.

“fuck.” she gasped again. “touch yourself for me, sí?”

you nodded slightly as you moved your hand back down and between your legs. while sucking her off, you knew you were getting wet, but you never expected to be that wet. your breath hitched as soon as you touched your clit.

“that’s it,” she smirked. “such a good girl.”

praising—she knew exactly how to get to you. you started to rub circles around your clit while maintaining the gentle pace of pulling the cock out of your mouth, only to slowly take it back in.

that was the final straw. she could not take it anymore. she grabbed a fistful of your hair to hold you in place as she thrust forward. the tip of her strap hit the back of your throat, and she continued to move her hips back and forth.

you removed your hand from your cunt to grip her thighs again, sinking your nails into them. you tried your best to handle what camila was throwing at you, but it all happened quickly.

“breathe through your nose,” she muttered in between grunts. “and i didn’t say you could stop touching yourself.”

you met her gaze before closing your eyes, chest rising and falling as you did your best to breathe through your nose. you snaked your hand back to your clit and resumed the stimulation.

tears started to well up in your eyes as she continuously pumped her dick into your mouth. she made sure to get as deep as she could, every. single. time.

she took notice of those tears and moved a hand to cup your face again, wiping some tears away for you.

“you’re doing so good…” she insisted. “so good for me.”

fuck. that praising again. you felt yourself get wetter, and your hand moved faster below you.

after a few moments, camila’s pace quickened even more, and you tried your best to follow suit. you felt a very familiar sensation boiling in your stomach, which made you want to rub even faster.

camila was starting to get breathless and grunted even more. she was so in awe at how incredibly hot you looked.

“that’s it… so fucking good…”

her pace got slower and unsteady. her breaths became jagged. her face broke out into a sweat. she pulled out one last time before shoving herself back in, and you moaned against the strap at the wetness pooling between your legs. at the same time, camila let out one final grunt. she then grabbed your face to make you look up at her before slowly retracting the cock attached to her.

strings of saliva followed the strap and trickled down your chin. camila nearly came again at the sight. she helped to stand you back on your feet and clashed her lips against yours. you deepened the kiss by wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer. she still looked ravenous.

she pulled away, much to your disappointment. she took a moment to admire the beautiful sight in front of her, and you couldn’t help but break out into a blush and smile. she returned the smile and leaned in to gently kiss your forehead.

soft camila was temporary, and she soon had that glint in her eye again.

“go sit on that table.” she ordered. “i’m not done with you yet.”

#camila montero #la espada #camila montero smut #camila montero x reader #la espada x reader #espada x reader #far cry 6 #far cry 6 x reader #fc6 x reader #camila far cry 6 #far cry 6 camila #camila fc6 #fc6 camila #far cry x reader #smut #camila yearning hours #far cry fanfiction #espadaposting #my writing

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ohworm-writes · 4 years ago

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BNA: Brand New Animal Relationship Headcanons!

bna masterlist

‼ General Dating Headcanons ‼

Featuring: Shirou Ogami, Michiru Kagemori, Nazuna Hiwatashi, Marie Itami, Pinga

Warnings: spoilers for BNA!, some angst amongst all of them, but mainly tooth-rotting fluff :,)

a/n - thank you for reading!!! BNA doesn’t have enough fanfiction content, so here you go!! i actually adore doing headcanons, so this was nice to be able to write!!! BNA is also my favorite/comfort anime soooooo I couldn't NOT write something for it!!! if you want to see more BNA related works, i’m definitely going to be open to writing them in the future!!! my requests open up next week, so drop one then if you’d like!!! thank you for reading <3

content below the cut!

shirou ogami

» wolf husband!!

» oh we all know he’s gonna be nervous when it comes to love

» he’s scared he can’t trust you at first

» it’s probably gonna stay that way until he gets comfortable with you

» which, albeit, takes quite a while

» but when he does?

» he’s all over you!!

» i like to think he’s a very cuddly person

» he doesn’t show it a lot though, but for you?

» he’ll let it slide

» he’s not one for extravagant gestures though

» so if you’re going on dates

» expect it to being either at his place, or something extremely simple

» i don’t think he’d be particularly for PDA

» but if someone were to flirt with you?

» he won’t be afraid to show them that you’re with him

» again, very cuddly

» he likes to be big spoon cause he wants to make you feel safe

» but he also likes to be held

» the memories of his comrades dying is a memory that’s painfully engraved into the very fibers of his being

» so please show him some love

» kisses!!!!

» oh he LOVES to smother you with kisses

» he’s very affectionate in private

» he just loves you so much!!!

» i like to think that michiru got the two of you together

» just like

» michiru: hey look at that beastman over there! they’re super pretty!!!!

» shirou: yeah, sure

» michiru: i’m going to go say hi

» shirou: w h a t

» also, going back to trauma-

» he doesn’t like to talk about it much

» it brings up bad memories

» so he won’t outwardly talk to you about it

» but if you want to console him?

» you’re one of the few people he can really trust and get vulnerable with

» VERYYYY LOYAL PARTNER

» he loves you, and is so scared of you leaving him

» he would never think about cheating on you (the best boy)

» maybe it ties in with him being a wolf beastman-

» shhhhhhhhhhhh

» very very very nervous to tell you that he’s the silver wolf

» he’s so scared you’re going to leave him or hate him or look at him different

» but the sweet kiss you give him when he tells you melts all of his worries away

» GIVE HIM PETS!!!!!!!!!!

» he’s embarrassed but he loves it!!!!!!!!

» his love language is quality time!!!!!!

» he just wants to spend time with you

» he’ll go out of his way to blow off unimportant things (like michiru-) just to be with you

» softie-

» but we love him <3

michiru kagemori

» AHHH MY SWEET GIRL!!!!

» i love her oh so much

» if she likes you, it’s obvious

» painfully so-

» she gets all flustered before you start dating whenever she talks with you

» tripping over her words

» making a fool of herself

» (somehow more than usual-)

» but when you express you like her back?

» you’re stuck with her

» loves cutesy dates!!

» you wanna just watch a movie???

» she’s got a pillow fort and a ton of snacks at the ready

» you wanna go for a walk?

» you’re dancing with her under the stars in the park

» she’s a sucker for that kind of stuff

» she loves showing you off too

» michiru: everyone, this is my partner, y/n, and they are the best person in the world

» y/n: michiru i-

» she absolutely introduces you to everyone like that

» she loves you too much not to express it!!!

» that leads me to her love language…

» words of affirmation!!!

» she’s going to tell you she loves you at any chance she gets

» and if you’re ever insecure?

» she’s your girl

» she’s also big on physical touch

» loves holding your hand out in public

» hugging you and peppering your face with kisses

» the whole lot!

» she’s such a goofball-

» she’d do something stupid just to make you laugh

» michiru: Y/N! I GREW WINGS! AM I GOING TO LAY AN EGG OR SOMETHING???

» when she first told you she wasn’t a real beastman, she was nervous

» but it all washes away when you hold her and tell her you love her no matter what

» she’d definitely cry at that

» she’s so grateful to have you

» and she would go to any extent just to make you happy

nazuna hiwatashi

» GOD SHE’S SO PRETTY I’M NOT EVEN GONNA LIE

» she’s a very caring partner

» when you first start dating though, she’s very nervous

» will you hate her for faking the silver wolf?

» or maybe because of her slightly dismissive behavior?

» but when you decide to stay? she know’s shes in love

» her love language is touch!

» she always wants to be touching you

» she’s not the best at expressing her love or gratitude through words

» so she lets the soft caresses, forehead kisses, and cuddles do it for her!

» oh i can imagine her being a cuddle bug

» just holding you while the two of you fall asleep

» or you holding her!

» she adores just being able to be near you

» when she introduces you to michiru

» it’s chaos

» y/n: in my defense, I was left unsupervised

» nazuna: wasn't michiru with you?

» michiru: in my defense, I was also left unsupervised

» just being absolute idiots together

» back to nazuna though…

» she gets jealous easily!!!

» you can’t change my mind

» if she thinks you’re giving someone too much attention

» she won’t be afraid to just come in and hug you until you pay attention to her

» it’s adorable

» with the church of the silver wolf tho…

» you probably met AFTER that was all said and done

» she doesn’t really have followers anymore

» and a few beastman still hold a grudge against her

» she gets insecure because of it

» make sure to tell her that you love her for her

» she really needs to hear it

» oh! she loves any romantic gestures

» fancy dates? walks in the park? sign her up!

» she loves too much not to show it

marie itami

» crime weasel

» cbhmasbbchasb okay but seriously i love her

» i like to think that she’s sly with her flirting

» but if you flirt back?

» she’s a flustered mess

» she lovesssss pet names

» she particularly likes using “baby”, “love”, “sweetheart”, and “hun”

» loves if you use some back

» her love language? acts of service

» she loves to help you with small tasks

» opening the door for you? absolutely. grabbing the remote for you? of course!

» she wants you to know she loves you, but mainly in smaller gestures

» not as much of a cuddle bug as the rest, but definitely appreciates it

» she’d never turn you down for hugs or pecks

» any time she has by herself, she wants to spend it with you

» her dates aren’t extravagant though

» cuddling on the couch and watching a movie are her specialty

» i like to think that she usually falls asleep after you

» she’ll talk with you until you eventually fall asleep

» it’s more of a protective thing if anything

» she wants to make sure that you’re okay before she rests

» she loves you so so so much

» you’re the only person she’s allowed herself to be vulnerable with

» she has her own insecurities yes, but she tends to bottle them up

» she doesn’t want to bother you

» she’s better at listening and giving advice than venting it out

» it’s not your fault, she’s just not very keen to it

» she likes to keep your relationship more private than anything

» her job is… not normal, and she doesn’t want to eventually end up making the wrong people mad and get you hurt

» so PDA is kept to a minimum

» but she’ll always make up for that in private

» telling you how much she loves and appreciates you being with her

» she doubts your relationship sometimes, thinking that you deserve better

» tell her you love her

» that you really love her

» and her heart is yours

pingua

» your honor

» i love him

» oh my goodness his love language is totally gift giving

» 100%

» you cannot change my mind

» if you look at something in a store for more than 3 seconds

» expect it to be in your possession by the next day

» he won’t say he did it

» but he totally did it

» taking you on flights???

» yes pLEASE!!!!

» he loves showing you the world from his eyes

» and adores it if you love it as much as he does

» wing hugssssss

» imagine him just draping his wings around you while you guys cuddle

» my heart-

» wait, here me out-

» y/n: mcdonalds! mcdonalds! mcdonalds!

» pingua: mcdonalds! mcdonalds! mcdonalds!

» HE WOULD THOUGH AND YOU CAN’T CHANGE MY MIND

» not afraid to get vulnerable with you

» he’ll talk about his comrades and the stupid regulations with ease

» yes, it’s a tough subject

» but you have to talk about difficult things to get through them

» he has nightmares because of it

» he wakes up in cold sweats sometimes, those images ingrained into his head

» hold him

» please

» tell him that you’re here and you’re not going anywhere

» give him kisses and help him ride it out

» aside for that, another goofball

» loves, and i mean LOVES making you smile

» also a HUGE flirt

» he’s cocky about it too

» pingua: aside from being adorable, what do you do for a living?

» y/n, dying: cjsdbivcbhshdkcjbakjcbhsadbmc

» another one who loves romantic gestures

» i like to think that he’s quite the gentleman

» restaurant dates and dancing are right up his alley

» but dear god he loves you so much

» he has no clue where he’d be without you in his life

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✰☆★—RULES FOR REQUESTING—★☆✰

“I love YOU.” “A horrible decision, really.”

✪ GENERAL RULES ✪

This is primarily a SAFE FOR WORK blog. Although I am willing to write NOT SAFE FOR WORK fanfiction, that is not the focus of this blog. I prefer to write safe for work fanfiction, but, if you happen to share a thought, idea, or request I'm keen on, I'll answer it to my comfortability. That being said, if it's something that in nature of being suggestive (ex. innuendos, heavy petting, and cut-offs before the actual act), I'm completely willing to write for this without hesitation!

This is also a ‘X READER’ blog strictly, as has been stated, which depicts a ‘character x reader’ relationship. I am not a shipping blog, I am a self-shipping blog. If this is not what you are looking for, look elsewhere.

If not specified, readers will remain GENDER-NEUTRAL. I am completely fine and willing to write for ANYONE, no matter physical features, mental abilities and et cetera. If I am unfamiliar with the topic, prompt or whatever else may be in the request, believe me when I say I will do research to fulfill this prompt in a way that is as accurate as possible.

✪ FORMATTING ✪

Please do SPECIFY the fandom and character you wish for me to write for. You can give me a pre-written prompt, choose from a prompt list I may reblog, or leave me to my own devices. If you want me to write something that might be seen as an ORIGINAL CHARACTER, this including a name, very specific attire or accessories, et cetera, please send it to me via DM or ask box while off of anonymous. I have no problem writing it, but I don’t want to clog people’s dashes or the tags with something not many people could relate to.

I have no problem writing gore, so request as you please. I am alright with writing polyamorous requests. I will do Female!readers, but i’m slightly uncomfortable with that. As a gender non-conforming person, it is something that i’m not too fond of, but I will write it. All I ask is that you don’t only request it. That being said, I am completely alright with writing for Male!readers.

I CANNOT PROMISE that all requests will be written. I only answer requests that I find joy in writing for. I may take a while to write requests, so give me time and don’t rush me.

✪ WHAT I WILL NOT DO ✪

Under NO circumstances will I write about any of these topics. Few may change in the future, although that is highly unlikely, so do respect and understand I will not be swayed here. I am not the blog to look at if you like these things. If you're unsure if something you're thinking about requesting is something that aligns with my rules or what I will not write, send me a DM or ask and I'll tell you.

Yandere, kidnapping, dark content, abusive or toxic relationships, suicide, non-consensual or dubious-consensual interactions, ABO dynamics, outright self-harm (I can write about scars, but I will not write about the action happening whatsoever), ‘Character x Character’ ships

✪ WHO I WRITE FOR ✪

Minecraft Youtubers & Other Content Creators

c!Origins!Technoblade, c!irl!Origins!Wilbur Soot, c!irl!dad!Origins!Jschlatt, c!irl!Origins!Tubbo (Platonic), c!irl!Origins!Tommy (Platonic), c!irl!Origins!Ranboo (Platonic), c!irl!Origins!Niki, c!Origins!Philza, Michael, c!irl!Quackity, c!Cellbit

Boku no Hīrō Akademia (My Hero Academia)

Aizawa Shouta, Histoshi Shinso, Ochaco Uruaka, Denki Kaminari, Tamaki Amajiki, Rumi Usagiyama, Toshinori Yagi, Tamaki Keigo, Tokoyami Fumikage, Eijiro Kirishima, Mina Ashido, Touya Todoroki, Atsuhiro Sako, Himiko Toga

BNA ビー・エヌ・エー (BNA: Brand New Animal)

Michiru Kagemori, Shirou Ogami, Nazuna Hiwatashi, Marie Itami, Pinga

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare

Captain John Price, John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alex Keller, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell (Platonic), Nikolai, Vladimir Makarov, Phillip Graves

Actors & Actresses

Note: I will only be writing for their characters, not the real people.

Tom Hiddleston (Character(s): Loki Laufeyson, James Conrad, Robert Laing

Pedro Pascal (Character(s): Din Djarin, Javier Peña, Maxwell Lord, Ezra, Dieter Bravo, Marcus Moreno, Francisco “Catfish” Morales, Joel Miller

Sophia Lillis (Charcter(s): Sydney Novak

Frank Grillo (Character(s): Leo Barnes

Andrew Garfield (Character(s): Spider-Man

Alfred Molina (Character(s): Otto Octavius

Willem Dafoe (Character(s): Norman Osborn

Oscar Isaac (Character(s): Santiago “Pope” Garcia, Poe Dameron, Duke Leto Atreides, Moon Knight (all associated characters), Jonathan Levy

Ethan Hawke (Character(s): Todd Anderson, Arthur Harrow

OFF

The Batter, Zacharie

Imawa no Kuni no Arisu (Alice in Borderland)

Shuntaro Chishiya, Ryohei Arisu, Suguru Niragi, Daikichi Karube

Pokémon

Guzma, Kabu, Raihan, Leon, Nessa, Clavell, Larry, Milo, Piers

Night in the Woods

Mae Borowski, Bea Santello, Gregg Lee

Beastars

Legoshi, Louis, Pina, Haru, Juno, Jack

The Outer Worlds

Phineas Welles, Parvati Holcomb, Felix Millstone, Ellie Fenhill, Maximillian DeSoto, Nyoka Ramnarim-Wentworth III, Martin Callahan

Arcane

Jinx, Viktor, Caitlyn Kiramman, Silco, Vi, Ekko, Vander

Far Cry

Faith Seed, Joseph Seed, The Judge, Grace Armstrong, Dani Rojas, Antón Castillo, Diego Castillo (Platonic)

Marvel

Spider-Man, Iron Man, Wanda Maximoff, Loki Laufeyson, Doctor Strange, Deadpool, Hank Pym, Bucky Barnes, Pietro Maximoff, Matt Murdock, MJ (Michelle Jones)

Jurassic Park

Alan Grant, Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler

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