#Ripping wedgie

[shawedgie]

Day 28 of wedgietober was a ripping wedgie. Imagine seeing me in your headlights 😉

[jocks-wedgie-bitch]

The Football Jocks gave me a Ripping Atomic Wedgie, ripping my Tighty Whities for not doing their part of the group project humiliating me infront of the entire school. Thats what I get for being assigned partners with the Jocks

The Football Jocks gave me a Ripping Atomic Wedgie, ripping my Tighty Whities for not doing their part of the group project humiliating me infront of the entire school. Thats what I get for being assigned partners with the Jocks

[jocks-wedgie-bitch]

I declined the quarterbacks offer on being his nerd, doing his homework, and getting him the grades he needs to stay on the football team. The quarterback gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse by turning my Tighty Whities into suspenders crushing my nuts with a ripping shoulder wedgie, ruining my chances of ever having children in the future. The quarterback relentlessly flossed my ass with the mere g-string threading holding my Tighty Whities together forcing me into submitting to being his nerd for the rest of the year before ripping and gagging me with my skidmark stained Tighty Whities as punishment for refusing his offer in the first place.

[coralphilosopherarbiter]

Part 2 of 3 of oldies wedgies between roommates. Dude’s getting his Tighty whities manhandled and obliterated by his roommate. The ripping sounds so crisp even in slow motion. 😈

[devil-in-hiding]

Bully soap who started fucking you in doggy with your thong pulled off to the side but he's using the waistband like a handle and the more worked up he gets the more he yanks until you're crying about the wedgie which ofc only works him up more

- @pricegouge

oh my god i love you

its honesty a miracle the fabric doesn’t rip under his rough touch, but any and all arguments are literally fucked from your brain as he bounces you back on his dick, yanking up on your thong on a particularly harsh thrust, watching the way your thong digs in between your cheeks, relishing in your pathetic wail

“k-knock it off!” you weakly try to push at his hands, but he presses you back down from the center of your back, adjusting his position so he can plant on of his feet in the bed, grip tightening on your hips as he grinds, smirking at the strangled gasp that you let out, feeling his cock kiss against your sweet spot

“what are you gonna do it about, hm? gonna push me off lass?”

[nobelisha]

since no one is in my asks or dms detailing the dirty things they’d do to me, I’ll tell you all about my first exhibitionist experience.

i haven’t been horny lately, so i decided to rub a bit while on tumblr for about an hour but that wasn’t enough. I gave myself some hanging wedgies (ripped two pairs of underswear) before deciding to go the library. I stuffed a bluetooth vibrator in my cunt (not on yet) and headed a nearby building with my work. I did some of my work before going to the bathroom.

These bathrooms stalls have floor length doors, so no cracks or anything. I locked it and turned my bluetooth vibe on before putting it back in. There, i gave myself another hanging wedgie, but the hook was too low, so i gave myself a bra strap wedgie. I stroked myself a little bit before I stripped down to just my bra and underwear.

I humped the automatic sensor on the toilet for a while before getting the idea to unlock the door so anyone could walk in. About 30 seconds after I did that, someone walked into the bathroom and I locked my stall door, before continuing to hump the sensor while someone was in the bathroom. I felt to so dirty, but i wished i had bought more toys with me so I could be even dirtier.

When no one else was in the bathroom, I gathered all my stuff and in just my shoes and my bra strap wedgie, I opened the bathroom stall and moved to a stall two doors down. There, i stuff toilet paper in my asshole to make it feel like i had a tail and I humped the toilet sensor again, while rubbing my bare tits against the cold wall in front of me, with my tongue out.

When someone came in the bathroom, i stopped humping and started to rub my dirty, soaked clit and I came so hard.

After this whole ordeal, I took the vibe out and had to go without any panties because they were soaked and I put my clothes back on.

I felt so guilty and dirty. Anybody could’ve walked in and my life would’ve been ruined. I said I would never do it again, but my cunt’s so wet just thinking about it and i’ve never cum so hard before.

[esoterictboy]

girls wearing thongs while their junk falls out, girls who are shy but wanna show off their pussy, girls who want you to see how fat their pussy/bulge looks in their underwear, girls who bend over so their g-string doesn’t cover their asshole, girls who like being wrestled to their ground and having their panties ripped off, who like getting wedgies cause the fabric rubs against them in all the right places, girls who like their underwear shoved in their mouths with their shirts rucked up so you can see them bare from the neck down, girls who like having their thighs spread so their underwear doesn’t cover anything but their clits and tips, who are leaking just from how bad they want you inside, need I say more ?

[bonbonly]

Max V giving reader a wedgie, like the front ones idk what it’s called but pulling it so tight that you can see her clit protruding and then just slapping it. He makes me crazy I’m sorry

YOU... ANON DON'T BE SORRY, YOU JUST REAWAKENED A RANDOM ASS KINK I HAD A FEW MONTHS AGO WOWWWW

bon's thoughts (18+)

max after a frustrating race where he doesn't get podium nor points, but he sees his darling girlfriend cheering on his rival, charles, who managed to win the race? oh he's furious. he knows deep down you were just too sweet for your own good, and he wants to let it slide.

until his eyes travel downwards and he sees that tiny miniskirt you're wearing, practically showing the entire damn paddock your underwear. he's a bit impressed at your audacity, and he rips his balaclava off, excusing himself from the team for a moment before grabbing your arm and dragging you off to his driver's room.

"max, im so sorry about your race!" you exclaim, and he rolls his eyes,

"I bet you were, wearing that...." he gestures to your miniskirt, which has you frowning,

"i think its cute..."

"yeah cute, when all that's needed is a gust of wind to see your underwear," he scoffs, pushing you to the wall. he hikes the miniskirt up to reveal your lace underwear and he smirks, "lace? for today? was it for charles?"

"max," you scowl, "why would i-"

you're interrupted because he's rubbing your barely covered cunt with his fingers, watching the words die on your lips as you're whimpering. you want him to push that fabric to the side just for his fingers to touch you where you really wanted, but instead he bunches up the front of your panties and pulls it upward, watching you cry out in pain... and was it pleasure?

"you were saying?" he taunts, giving a few tugs that has your mind spinning. all you can do is moan, watching him tug faster and harder. it burned in the best way possible, something that you didn't even know you needed until now. your clit's all puffy and swollen, drenching the thin cloth and max tugs as hard as he can, watching you shriek out before he places a firm slap right on your clit that has you whimpering, begging for more.

"you like that, don't you? you like when i treat you like my little slut?" he scoffs, twisting the fabric in his fingers and tugging once more, your legs are about to give out when he smacks your aching clit once more. you shake your head, but he knows you're lying.

"don't lie to me slut, i know you like this," he sneers, and his tugs become faster, watching you let out a high pitched wail when his thumb joins to rub circles on your puffy clit. it's all too much for you, and youre just about to cum when he pulls away, slapping your needy pussy before pulling the skirt back down. you watch him in shock as he walks to the door with a grin on his face, "sluts dont get to cum, schatje. if i win the next race, i'll consider letting you."

[silenced-ghost]

thinking about giving a dumb little slut a wedgie with her panties after discovering how wet she's made them, pulling them up until they are splitting her pussy lips and scrunched up against her clit and spread hole. continuing to pull them to the point of ripping with one hand as I grip her face with my other, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I spit on her and ask "who's my desperate little whore?"

[allurilove]

lmaooo recent henry and yan! husband cracked me up 😭😭😭 i need more of them fighting over reader /her attention PLSSSS PLSSS PLSSS

“This is my seat.”

“This has never been your seat, kid.” Your yandere husband mumbled and he already put the headphones over his ears.

Your husband wasn’t going to move from his spot. He wanted to sit next to you for the entirety of the flight, and he’ll be dammed if he had to sit with strangers. It’s a packed plane, and sadly the family couldn’t sit together.

He made sure you got the window seat per your request, and he was sat right next to you. All while Henry was forced to sit a couple rows behind you two, and he was pouting.

“It would be safer for Henry to sit next to me.” You chime in and you tried to usher your husband out of his spot. He scoffed.

“You afraid that he’ll get kidnapped or something? We’re on a plane. There’s nowhere to go.” Yandere husband makes a show of how much he wouldn’t get up, and he even starts to rip the plastic bag and pulled out the blanket.

—

Henry loves the water. He splashed around, jumping up and down, and he purposefully got his father wet. “Henry stop that.” Your husband frowned and he ran his fingers through his hair. The water droplets went down his chest, and it went down the lines of his abs. Despite how much he doesn’t get along with his son, and he still wanted to wear matching swim trunks with Henry.

Henry wanted to wear a bikini like his mom, or a one piece. Yandere husband was confused when Henry grabbed the exact same one as his mother, and instead of stopping him, he lets Henry try it on.

Henry had the biggest wedgie of all time.

So, wearing the same navy blue swim trunks with starfish on it wasn’t that bad. Henry rolled his eyes, “I’m having fun.”

“You’re annoying me.”

“Where’s mom?” Henry splashed his father again.

Yandere husband let out a groan of frustration. “She’s tanning. I’m here, play with me.”

“You don’t know how to play mermaids.” Henry deadpanned. His hands now on his hips and he glared at the older man. “And you always try to be over powered.”

Yandere husband looked offended and he pouted. “I— I don’t want to be a weak mermaid, and I’m a better swimmer than you. It’s not my fault Im faster.” He crossed his arms and he wasn’t about to back down.

“Ugh, mom!” Henry called for you, and he rushed to your side the moment his father started to argue back.

Yandere husband quickly pulled him back, his hand gripped the child’s shoulder. “Hey- you said I could spend time with your mother. You got to sleep in the same bed as her, and that’s already not fair.”

“I’m a kid-” Henry grimaced. “and you’re an old man. I have the most priority.”

“We got a room with two queen beds, just take the other one! Then you get to have the whole bed all to yourself.” Yandere husband snarled and he pinched the kids cheek. He really tried to be mad at his son, but he looked really adorable. Plus, they were matching! Practically twins at this point, and yandere husband scooped up Henry and hugged him tight.

“You’re such a little cutie~” Yandere husband cooed, and he gave his son a bunch of kisses on the cheeks.

Henry tried to fight back, and dodge the attack from his father, and he covered his face with his hands. “This… this is abuse!”

[hoshieeyewrinkles]

D o c t o r p a r k

Pairing: Doctor! Jay x Bimbo! Reader

Genre: smut

W.c: 2.5k

| Requested | Not proofread |

Tw warning: extreme humiliation, heavy degradation, anal sex, spanking, fingering, shoe humping, umm reader is put into a wedgie, Jay fingered her belly button 😭, Filth.

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy, Mr. Kim," you lamented, trying to evoke a sense of concern from your professor, who simply looked at you with skepticism. "I'm a bit concerned Miss.Y/n because you haven't been feeling well for the past few weeks. Maybe you should take the day off and ask your friends for notes." Your professor suggested the idea, and you reluctantly agreed, secretly rolling your eyes. In reality, you didn't actually have any dizziness or headaches. You just wanted an excuse to escape class and visit the nurse's office in hopes of catching a glimpse of the incredibly attractive Doctor Park, also known as Doctor Jay.

You have been on his tail since the past weeks, wanting to get into his pants than anything else. Though your plans have gone unsuccessful as he merely shrugged you off crushing your hopes in an instant. He was extremely stern and focused on his work. The university you were studying in was a prestigious one with strict protocols hiring the best lecturers, the best staff and the hottest doctor.

He was everything you ever wanted. He was smart, young, well-built and probably had a big dick too given by his attitude. Oh how you wished to feel his strong arms around your neck, keeping you in a chokehold.

There you were once again, waiting for him to notice you, in his office. With his white coat dangling by his chair, he was glancing through his phone. His well-fitting black shirt revealed his biceps, and he had his hair pulled back, his trousers ironed and his leather shoes lightly tapping the floor. You wished the floor was you instead. You were relieved that his nurse had taken a lunch break, but you found her annoying because of her privilege to always be around doctor Jay.

"Oh Miss.Y/n you again?" He questioned blankly, though the 'again' seemed a little emphasised. "Yes, doctor Park, I am feeling a little unwell." You responded in a soft tone, your voice coming across as seductive, as you had intended. Jay raised an eyebrow and slightly shook his head, his gaze drawn to your choice of outfit. A white mini skirt paired with a baby blue tube top. You were dressed in very little as usual, and his gaze was drawn to your sparkling headband and red nails, which would look stunning wrapped around his fat cock. He was fully aware of your intentions, but he could not afford to give in to them just yet.

"Miss.Y/n, you have come here three times this week. You already have a prescription from me for headache medication. Despite the fact that you showed no symptoms, you previously claimed to have a fever. What symptoms do you have now? Would you mind informing me, hm?" He inquired in the most casual tone. His tone already has your pussy throbbing. He was overconfident and a stuck-up asshole in the sexiest way possible.

"I feel some pain here, doctor." You said that, and then you moved over to the hospital bed and laid down next to his chair without asking. With a silent exhale, he looked up at you. Your top was dropping to expose your cleavage, and your skirt was perilously riding up to expose your soft mid-thighs.

"Where does it hurt, Miss Y/n?" He questioned unfazed, despite the fact that his mind was racing. You pouted slightly at his unaffected demeanour, your pink glossy lips tempting him to bite them. He was annoyed by the way you fluttered your eyes at him, acting as if you knew nothing about anything. It made him so angry that he wanted to rip off your pathetic excuse for clothes and rail you to the end. The thoughts which went through his mind every time he saw you would have him fired from the university, have his licence suspended.

"Here..." You pointed directly at your crotch, expecting him to be either flustered or disgusted. To your surprise, he smirked. "I understand what you are doing, Y/n," he said, shaking his head and dropping the honorific. He did not let you respond when he spoke again. "I must say, it is funny."

"What do you mean, doctor?" You asked innocently, but your heart raced as you wondered what he was thinking. "Nothing, are you sure your litte princess parts doesn't hurt because of taking the whole football team?" He questioned and your jaw dropped. He let out a snort at your expression "What? Am I lying?" His smirk widens when your face starts to turn red, burning in humiliation.

"Does your skirt length correspond to your level of comprehension? You dirty vulgar girl" He asked again degrading you. "Doctor....that's really mean of you! You are slut-shaming and y-you are insulting me." In reply, you stumbled over your words. "I'm not slut shaming you y/n. I'm simply stating out facts which I have heard around and which you have showed around me, how is that offensive, sweetheart?" He questioned amused, his cock twitched in his pants at the sight of your dumb expression. You were nothing but a dumb slut who could barely live her life without a cock. He noticed the way you rubbed your thighs together at the nickname he called you.

"The whole football team—hell, I do not even know their names, they did not sleep with me. Doctor Jay,how can you believe them?" You asked, your bottom lip quivering as you pouted at him. You were not so naive as to miss his taunts, but you were sick enough to take pleasure in the embarrassment he was causing you. Jay laughed because he thought you were cute and there were no rumours that you were sleeping with the whole football team. He made them up himself to see how smart you are, and you were clearly one of the dumbest girls he has ever met. Probably the sluttiest too.

Lucky for you, he loved sluts.

You did not have time to think when he lifted your skirt, revealing your drenched panties, which were stuck to your pussy lips. "I- Doctor Park, what the hell are you doing!" You yelled at him, attempting to push your skirt down, but he held it firmly between his fingers. "Stop pretending, baby; you have been doing this for weeks, trying to seduce me with your pathetic excuse of tops barely holding your saggy tits and these fucking skirts that keep getting shorter, coming to my office almost every day." He paused for a moment licking his lips at the sight of your soaked panties. "Did you enjoy the humiliation I put you through, y/n? it made your pussy throb, yeah?"

You let out a small moan and nodded desperately, letting your fake innocent demeanour slip as you grabbed his hand, which was holding the hem of your skirt and guiding it onto your cunt. "Please, Doctor Park, it hurts."

He chuckled in response, shaking his head slightly. "Well, as your doctor, I must investigate what is going on with you, princess." His eyes were filled with lust. He pushed his morality and principles to the back of his mind. Fuck, he needed your slutty pussy right now. It was the prettiest cunt he would ever see, and he was not going to pass up this opportunity to use you.

He removed his hand from your crotch and opened the drawer in front of him. You watched him with curiosity, desperate to get his fingers, mouth, and cock inside you right away. He shuffled through his belongings before reaching for a pair of white gloves and putting them on. Your eyes widened at his actions.

"Your little nasty pussy does not deserve to be touched by my bare hands." He spoke in a low deep voice earning a whine from you. "Fuck, look at those juices. You are such a shameless whore." You felt your insides twist at his tone change. He was such an unpredictable man with no filter, treating you in the most humiliating ways, which only made you want him more. You would let him do whatever he wanted with you. You were down bad for him.

Without any warning he inserted his gloved finger inside you, it went in so smoothly as you were completely drenched. "Are you enjoying this? How embarassing y/n, is this why you joined this university? To suck cocks? To have your little cunt pounded by everyone?" You didn't reply to any of his questions busy in pleasure be was giving you, letting out small whimpers. He added two more fingers, aggressively fingering you. The wet, gushing sounds filled the room: "Doctor Park... P-please. Want to feel your fingers." You begged, squirming around, getting closer to your high. He ignored your words and lifted your tube top above your stomach, exposing your belly button to him. "Would you like to be fucked there too?" He aggressively pushed his other hand's fingers inside your belly button. You give a squeak at the sensation, moaning like the whore you are.

Your cunt and belly button getting fingered by his thick fingers simultaneously, releasing waves of pleasures inside you. You were thrashing around uncontrollably, overcome with pleasure. "Calm down, slut. I'm just getting started. Turn around." He ordered and you complied feeling a bit disappointed that you didn't get to cum. "but I didn't..." He cut you off harshly after landing a slap on your pussy "Not everything is about you."

He stuck your underwear in a wedgie, and you winced at the burning sensation on your pussy lips. Without warning, he pulled the wedgie and snapped it back, causing you to let out a painful screech. "This is how dirty little girls like you deserve to be treated," he said before snapping the wedgie several more times. You thrashed around, biting your palm to muffle your voice. He eventually stopped his assault on your ass crack and removed your underwear. What further humiliated you was the way he held your underwear with just two fingers treating it like some dirty trash. "Put this drenched shit in your mouth so you'll keep your dumb mouth shut." He threw the underwear in your face, and you did as he said, shoving it inside your mouth. You could taste the sweetness of your juices inside your mouth.

You never knew being treated in such humiliating way would turn you on so much. "Fuck look at this ass" he grunted kneading the flesh in his gloved hands. His cock was about to burst through his trousers. He enjoyed treating you in this manner because that is what dumb little cock sluts like you deserve, constantly seducing people and putting their jobs in risk. You needed to be taught a lesson that would put you in your proper place.

He began spanking your ass harshly until you were numb, your moans muffled by your panties. "This. is. exactly what naughty girls like you deserve." He spat on your asshole making sure it's lubricated enough. "I have no intention of using your nasty pussy but this tight ass deserve to be pounded." He unbuckled his belt throwing it aside and letting his cock stand in all glory. You tried to turn back, to look at his cock but he smacked your ass again "Don't turn back. I don't wanna see your spit covered dirty face." He degraded you before lifting you by the stomach and placing you on your hands and knees.

He pushed his cock into your hole, letting out the most seductive moan that nearly made you cum. "Mhmm..." You let out a muffled moan, and despite the pain, you could not stop pushing back on his cock. He began to pound into you with great speed, his hips slamming into your bruised ass. The pain from the wedgie assault lingered, and him pushing his cock into your whole aggravated it.

"Messy dumb slut." He yanked your hair back, his hips moving with uncontrollable speed. "Fuck, this is what you wanted right? To be fucked by me? To be treated like nothing, you are truly shameful." His words kept pushing you to your edge. Jay bit his lip at your state, your plump ass looked so bruised. Your belly button was red from his assault. He felt all of his stress disappear as he fucked your ass. "Touch yourself for me, baby," he asked, and you began to rub your clit vigorously, feeling your high return, but before you could cum, he pulled out his cock and released himself over your ass. You took out the underwear from your mouth. "Doctor park, I couldn't cum." You whined, panting loudly. He didn't reply, taking his gloves out before disposing them into the trash can nearby.

"And? How is that my problem?" He asked cockily, sitting back in his chair, manspreading, his cock still out. "Doctor park that's not fair!" You yelled in frustration before crawling out of bed, landing on your knees. Jay bit his lip at your sight, you looked so desparate and filthy. "Suck my cock and make yourself cum, angel." He pushed his leather shoe on your clit. You immediately took his cock in your mouth slurping on it messy while grinding on his hoe. "You dirty insatiable girl!" He said chuckling at your messed up state pushing your mouth deeper onto his cock.

You were still grinding hard on his hoe, moaning on his cock and rubbing your covered breast against his leg. Lost in the blissful pleasure he was receiving from your sensual lips, he was letting out soft moans. You were truly like the wettest and the filthiest dream he ever had. You came on his shoe grinding like a whore and he pushed you back before spraying his cum on your top. You both took few minutes to catch your breath before he wore his pants back and glanced at your dumb state. "Get up." He gave the order, and you stumbled to your feet, drenched in sweat, saliva, and cum. "Pick your underwear and clean my shoe."

You obeyed his orders cleaning his shoe with your underwear "Wear them back." You were about to protest, but his one look stopped you, and you wore the dirty, completely drenched panties back. You felt so nasty yet so good. He pulled you onto his lap and pressed his lips against yours. You kissed him back, running your hand through his styled hair, messing it up. He patted your ass, breaking off the kiss. "You can rest on the bed while I bring you something to eat." He said, and you felt the heat rush back into your face as you nodded shyly. You laid back on the bed watching him collect his things. "Remember don't remove the underwear till your day ends, it will be a reminder for you to know what happens to naughty pretentious girls like you."

His words made you whine and nod submissively, "Perhaps I will use your little pussy next time, princess."

[coralphilosopherarbiter]

Part 3 of 3 of roommate wedgies. Again, this dude is getting his tighty whities demolished by his roommate. I love how crisp the ripping sounds are when this dude’s tighty whities are being destroyed. 😈

[iliketangerines]

Dude, I LOVE how you write, like, A LOT. I have this request where it’s basically how the kombat boys(Liu kang, Kung Lao, Raiden, Kenshi, Kenshi, Johnny, Syzoth and maybe Geras and Ashrah too?) would react to seeing the reader(their girlfriend)’s like variant in another timeline(?) in the end in a mk9 outfit(revealing as shit dude. They probably have to fix a wedgie mid-fight😭) SORRY IF THAT’S A LOT I’M ACTUALLY EMBARRASSED LMAO

revealing thoughts

a/n: lol no need to be embarrassed truly, don't worry about it

pairing: raiden x gn!reader

warnings: nudity mentions

Raiden always had considered himself a rather progressive man, not really caring whether the people in his village wore something deemed inappropriate by the elders

he was always respectful, treated everyone the same regardless of how they dressed or how they looked or what their occupation was

but this had Raiden averting his eyes to quite literally anything else except the massive window on your chest of your costume

which somehow was worse, his eyes trailing downwards to your barely covered crotch and the side of your costume cut out to reveal your hips, only the criss cross of string keeping it stuck to your body

Raiden resists using his hand to drag over his face as he prepares to fight against this variant of you, and his eyes trail back up to your face

which is the worst decision because as always, you look ravishing, especially so covered in blood and smiling at Raiden with those sweet lips of yours

someone bumps into Raiden from behind, and he grunts and quickly glances behind him and spots you, this timeline’s you, and you growl as you leap back forward to dismember a copy of Kenshi limb from limb

focusing back on this variat of you, Raiden barely manages to dodge your attack, weapon extended and aimed to kill, and he rolls to the side as you turn around, teeth bared in anger

you crouch down, giving him a perfect view down your cleavage, and he swears he sees a nipple slip when you leap forward, the strings keeping the window on your clothing barely holding on to the thin cloth

instinctively, he reaches his hands up to cover his face before he remembered you were there to kill him and his timeline

Raiden manages to drop his hands just in time to catch your attack and shoot a bolt of lightning through your palms through your nervous system

you rip yourself away from him with a howl of pain, voice so painfully similar to yours, and he bites his tongue to keep himself from apologizing to this variant of you

one more time, you lunge toward him, ready to kill, and Raiden moves to the side, preparing a flurry of lightning to hit you

and it connects, sending you flying to the floor, the straps of your costume disintegrating, and when you stand up, the remains of it fall to the side, only leaving you in your arm-length gloves and thigh high boots

you’re not wearing a single thing underneath, everything that he had only seen in bed waving to the world hello, and Raiden covers his eyes, face flushes bright red and burning as thoughts rush through his head

he cannot believe he just did that to you, and he apologizes to you profusely, still avoiding looking at your general direction, mind scrambled into a million different directions

was this cheating? if he looked at someone else naked? it technically was you, but it was a variant of you so technically it was a separate person? wait, wasn’t he battling you?

it’s too late, you sink your weapon into his side, and Raiden groans, thoughts of your nudity flying from his mind as he grits his teeth and grabs onto whatever skin he could and summoning the strongest lightning bolt into his hands

thunderclouds gather in the sky, angry and black, and bright light shoots down from the sky, ringing through your body and burning you into a charred crisp

Raiden’s chest heaves as he looks at your burnt and blacked body, nothing more than charcoal now, and someone grabs onto his shoulder

he whips around, hands raised and crackling with energy,  and he finds you, his actual you, his partner that he loved so dearly, and he lets out a sigh of relief at the sight of you mostly unharmed

you glance down at his injury, brows furrowed in worry, and he waves it off, saying that it wasn’t too deep and that it would heal easily

Raiden gives you what he hopes looks like a reassuring smile and not a grimace of pain, and you raise an eyebrow at him and shake your head at him

but the disappointment doesn’t last long as you give him a cheeky smile and ask if he really couldn’t keep his thoughts clean even in the heat of battle

the champion stutters and flushes, pursing his lips at you as you laugh and lightly punch him in the shoulder, saying that you were just teasing him

you lean in slightly, just enough so that your breath brushes against his ear, and you say that next time you’ll keep that costume in mind the next time the two of you get in bed

Raiden goes to refuse, to say that he wasn’t at all distracted by the costume, but you’ve already bounded off to find a medic to help mend his side wound

the evidence if how he thought of your costume is written all over his face, and Raiden would be a fool to think you wouldn’t pick up on his embarrassment

truly, you would be the death of him