#THE LITTLE SMIRK HELLLOOOO????

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took a ss of this GORGEOUS WOMAN

[thepastdied]

No Filter p.2

Eddie munson × fem!reader

S M U T. MDNI. 18+. EIGHTEEN. PLUS. GOT IT!?

Word count: 2.7k

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You stood in your kitchen with a fresh cup of punch in your hand. You trailed inside shortly after Eddie left to the bathroom, desperately needing a cold drink to calm your nerves. You winced with each sip of your drink, wishing you just opted for a beer instead. 

Eddie had been gone for not even ten minutes and you tried to not think about what he was doing in there. Maybe he was kidding about jerking off? He definitely didn't seem like it. You looked down at your cup and ran your fingers through the droplets of condensation.

Meanwhile, Eddie was sitting on the bathroom floor, legs spread out and hand still on his belt buckle.

"This is ridiculous…" He mumbled. 

He couldn't get his belt undone.

Eddie had busted into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, ripping away at his belt so he could bust a quick one. And it's already been five minutes with no luck.

He palmed himself through his jeans and whined, closing his eyes and laying his head on his shoulder. His hands felt like jelly, fingers unable to loop into his belt and unravel it.

He groaned and smacked a hand on the floor before gripping his hands onto the sink and clumsily pulling himself up.

Eddie stared at himself in the mirror for a second, mouth formed into a small o and eyes squinting.

"You.." He pointed at himself. "are hot." He leaned forward and kissed the mirror before cackling. "She totally thinks you're hot…"

He let out an exaggerated sigh before fumbling with the door handle, pushing his weight on it a little too hard as the door swung open. He tripped forward and caught himself, breathing out a puff of air in relief.

You saw a glimpse of Eddie walk by the kitchen doorway as he exited the bathroom, quickly following him and grabbing his hand.

His head whipped around so fast that he winced and held his head, blinking a few times.

You giggled, slapping his arm when his eyes focused on you and he whistled, dramatically looking you up and down.

"Well hellloooo-"

"Eddie… no more drinking." You sternly held eye contact as he nodded and a smirk appeared on his lips.

"I mean it, Munson!"

"Okay, okay… jeeeeeeez.." He held his hand you weren't holding up and pulled you toward the front door.

"Wanna go for a walk with you…" He leaned his head down toward you, swallowing down a laugh when he saw some pink spread across your face.

The night breeze felt cool against your hot face and you took a few deep breaths. You were itching to talk about earlier, but should wait until the morning. But you really.. really wanted to-

"So you're crushin' on me, huh?" Eddie grinned and bumped his arm against yours, swaying your hands back and forth and bouncing his feet with each step.

You scoffed and looked away from him, your eyes trailing along the many cars parked along the secluded street. The houses were pretty far apart, only lining one side of the street. 

"I mean, that's fine if you are.. cause I'm totally crushin' on you too." He laughed from his throat, smiling wide and feeling giddy.

You stopped walking and pulled him from the street, standing more toward where the cars are parked near the trees.

"Eddie…" You bashfully smiled and looked at him through your eyelashes.

"y/n…" He said back, tone mimicking yours and eyelashes batting.

He held both of your hands and pulled you a little closer, thumbs rubbing over your knuckles.

"Yeah.. you could say I've been crushin' on you. I didn't know you…" You shut your eyes and sighed. "I feel bad, Eddie. I didn't know you felt the same way. I kinda just… ruled it out-"

"Well.. I have, sweetheart. For a while actually.." He cleared his throat. "I uh…" His head tilted back as he looked at the night sky, trying to give his head a moment so he could speak clearly. His mind was still fuzzy.

"Since Robin and Steve introduced us at the Hideout…" He smiled and you watched the stars sparkle in his eyes as he observed them.

You were in awe and couldn't speak, so he continued. 

"Never felt that way before… God, you looked so damn pretty."  Eddie's eyes trailed down to you, head still leaned back.

"You were wearin' that light blue sundress… hah, stood out like a fuckin' sore thumb in that place."

"Eddie…" You whispered, biting onto your bottom lip as you felt your eyes sting and warmth spread across your chest.

"I didn't think you'd like someone like me.." You looked down and played with his rings.

"Why wouldn't I!?" He scoffed, eyes narrowing. 

"Because I'm not that very pr-"

"If you say it, I'm gonna…" He pursed his lips and frantically looked around before spotting a tree branch and ripping a few leaves off. "- I'm gonna shove this in your mouth." He raised his eyebrows, waiting to see if you dared to even finish your sentence.

He hated when you talked bad about your appearance, because he loved absolutely everything about you. He just never got to say it with each time you'd complain about an outfit or how your hair was styled that day. 

Your eyes widened and you watched him as he stilled, waiting for you to speak with a face that said 'don't test me'.

"Because I'm- hey!!" You squealed when he lunged forward, covering your mouth with your hands and giggling as he grabbed you.

You bumped into one of the cars and Eddie grabbed your waist to steady you, both of your laughs bubbling in your chest.

"Ahhh you're just so dang cute, look at you.." He moved one hand from your waist and pinched your cheek.

You groaned and shoved your face into his chest. Eddie hummed and placed a hand onto the back of your head, intertwining his fingers in your hair. You pulled your head up, chin still resting against his chest, gazing at his lips. 

"You hungry or somethin'?" He snickered at you before you rolled your eyes and sat back against the car.

"Kinda.." You mumbled while glancing at his lips again, immediately feeling your ears get hot at your boldness.

He smirked, scrunching his nose before leaning down and lightly pecking you on the lips.

"Sorry, sweets. Gonna have to pay up if you want somethin' real." He crossed his arms and winked, eyes lazy and smile lopsided. 

You frowned at him before going on your toes to kiss his cheek, feeling his lips pull into a grin.

You pulled back and looked at him expectantly. He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to the other side. You rolled your eyes and kissed the other side just before he grabbed your jaw and crashed his lips to yours. 

He was, somehow, really good at kissing for someone who was inexperienced. He knew exactly what to do, and it made you so fucking wet when he ran his hand down your wide so rest just above your ass. You could taste the alcohol still strong on his tongue.

Eddie moaned into your mouth when you pulled his hair at the base of his neck, dragging him down closer to you as he roughly grabbed your ass. You shifted on your feet to rub your thighs together, your wetness already soaking through your panties. He shoved himself further against you and you could feel his dick pressing painfully against his jeans. You whined when he kissed down to your jaw and your ear, his hips moving into yours as you lifted one leg.

"Oh fuck-" He groaned and grabbed onto your thigh that was hiked up on his waist before aggressively picking you up and sitting you down on the hood of whoevers car that was.

"I'm gonna fuck you- right on this car.." He chuckled as he sloppily kissed your neck and fumbled with his belt.

All the air that was in your lungs was sucked out. God, you ached so, so bad. You could have came just from the view- his hair was a mess, lips swollen, face slightly pink, leather jacket hanging off one shoulder, and his t-shirt all stretched from you grabbing at it.

"Stupid fuckin-" 

You leaned forward and swatted his hands out of the way, fervently undoing his belt and reaching your hand into his pants, palming him through his boxers a bit before dipping your fingers into the waistband.

Eddie slumped forward and loudly slapped his hands on the hood of the car, arms caging you in. His face was just inches from yours, eyes screwed shut as you began to pump him.

"I-if you keep doin' that I might… Uhhh fuck.. might cum.." He panted as you gave him a few more strokes.

He pulled away from you and scowled when you seductively laughed and nibbled his neck.

"Fuckin minx-" He grabbed your legs and pushed them up onto the car, spreading your thighs open before shoving his face into your pussy.

You shrieked and grabbed onto his hair, body falling back onto the hood of the car. He hushed you before his fingers pulled your panties to the side, mouthing and licking at your pussy like he was depraved. You covered your mouth with one of your hands to muffle your moans, thighs trembling as he smoothed his hands over your thighs and groaned into you.

He pulled back and lifted his shirt to wipe his mouth. You swallowed when your eyes raked down his bare torso before meeting his eyes as he hovered over you.

"Gotta make this quick, baby… don't know who's car this is." He huffed a nervous laugh and yelped when you pulled him into you by his jacket, exploring his mouth with your tongue as he groaned.

You reached down to his dick again and slid yourself down, rolling your hips against his leaking tip. He grunted when you took the tip in.

"W-wait. I don't have a con-"

"Birth control." You mumbled against his mouth before taking him in, wanton moans coming out of your throat.

"Oh oka- Holy fuuuuuuck." He choked out a groan and dropped his face into your neck, panting with each roll of your hips.

Eddie suddenly felt self conscious. He didn't know what to do. What if he thrusted the wrong way? Was he too small? Maybe he should just eat you out instead. Wait- unless he's bad at that too. This is a bad idea-

"y/n…" He whimpered.

"F-feel so good, Eds… so deep.." You grabbed onto the back of his neck, sultry moans coming out of your lips right in his ear.

"Yeah..? Y-you like it? Really?" He perked his head up, some confidence pooling in his chest as he let out a low, rough moan that bubbled out from his chest. He roamed his hands around your body, grabbing at your tits and sucking on the swell that popped out of your bra.

"Ah.. God… uh-huh… love it." 

Eddie pulled his body away from you, your arms moving down to his forearms as his fingers dug into your hips. He slowly grinded against you, watching as your face twisted when you panted and moaned his name. 

He clenched his jaw as he sharply fucked into you. You yelped in pleasure and he stilled, arms trembling before he did it again, and again, and again.

"It's s-so wet… all f'me? — uh-huh? God… ohgodohgod— fuck.. you love it–" He purred.

"Shit i-... Jesus I t-think I'm close–"

"Wrap your legs around me, baby"

"F-fuck you're so b…beautiful"

The car was rocking back and forth, squeaking with each hard thrust of his cock into you. He grunted, and groaned, and growled. His erratic breathing matching with yours, it was a great sight. You were so, so close.. 

"Eddie you're.. so, s-so good… I wanna.. ughhh wanna cum on your— ohh-" You felt the coil tighten.

"Oh.. my… god.. you- you just got so tight–" He rasped, breath getting caught in his throat and eyes widening. 

Eddie's thrusts got sloppier the closer you got to your peak, his erratic breathing abruptly stopping before he fell forward and began relentlessly fucking you through both of your highs.

He gasped out a strangled moan as he rocked the car back and forth, your legs wrapping around his waist as you mewled and babbled praises into his ear.

"Please…tell me that this isn't a dream.." He mumbled, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. 

His chest heaved as his body went limp on you, face nuzzling into your neck and kissing a trail up to your lips. 

"It's very real, Eds. You just drank like.. a lot." You snorted out a laugh and kissed his chin as he grinned at you. 

"Still feel all fuzzy n'shit.." He hissed as he pulled out of you. 

He pulled off his jacket and used the black and red plaid undershirt to stop the cum from dripping from your thighs. You twitched when he touched your leg and he looked at you, panic apparent on his face.

"No-no it's fine. Just sensitive.." You waved your hand and smiled when his face twisted into realization, nodding as he cleaned you up.

Eddie hummed as he leaned into you, a dopey smile on his face as you grabbed his cheeks to pull him in for a kiss as he clasped his hands behind his back.

"Your fucked out face is s'pretty~" His eyes sparkled as he looked down at you, your hands still on his cheeks.

You scrunched your nose and jumped when you heard a loud laugh, whipping around to see Robin walking down the street in your direction, yelling a way too loud "bye bitch" to Steve.

Eddie's eyes bulged out as he quickly smoothed out your dress and threw his jacket back on, bunching up the shirt he used as a cum rag and stuffing it under his arm. 

"Oh- Hey guys!" Robin waved over to you as she came up to the car, pulling out her keys.

"I-is this… your car?" You slowly lifted your hand and pointed to the vehicle.

"Yep! You know how I finally got my license last month? Welp- finally got this bad boy. Was gonna surprise you-" She slapped her hand on the roof and smoothed her hand over the surface, looking at it fondly and smiling to herself.

"It's awfully squeaky– ow!"

You elbowed Eddie in the ribs before pushing him aside to walk over to Robin, casually talking to her about the car before she made her departure.

" 'It's awfully squeaky'– really?! " You stomped up to him and bit your cheek when he doubled over, cackling like it's the funniest thing in the world. 

"You're… so weird." You cringed at him before grinning ear to ear.

"Mhm…" He sighed dramatically and stretched his arms, looking at the sky and then down to you, and then back to the sky again.

"Can't believe that out of aaaaaaaall these stars, I got the best one." He gave you a silly smile and poked your nose before kissing it.

You whined at his cheesy-ness before giving him a quick kiss and pulling him back toward your house.

"We should shower once everyone leaves… all sticky and sweaty and yucky-"

"We?" His jaw dropped and his eyes widened as you nodded and smirked.

He let go of your hand and started running up the walkway and into your house.

"Alright everyone! Party is over! Get the fuck out!" His arms were sweeping across the air in the direction of the front door.

You gaped at him and put a hand to your head.

"Eddie!?" 

"You got like- 10 seconds!"

"Come on, come on, yep, move your legs- that's what they're for–"

Everyone filtered out of your home as you stood there in shock, watching as Eddie bowed at the front door before slamming the door shut and spinning on his heels to face you.

"Let's take a shower, sweetheart." He smugly smiled as you licked your lips.

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[mysticficti0n]

HELLLOOOO can you write about the reader being at a house party (she's like 17-18 ish) and Toms her ex and uno CUT on Youtube and they play beer pong with the dares, so Tom and Georg are in a team and Y/n and make a friend up are in a team and when Y/n makes their cup the dare is 'French kiss your opponent" and Tom sits her on the tables and stands between her legs making out with her 😀

thank you bebe 😏

L-O-V-E

(and I saw your other request do add that the still love each other so don't worry 🤭)

Beer Pong romance

(all my attention will be back soon but I'm taking time to do some request as I have so many and all you guys have such good ideas!)

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warnings- swearing, drinking

words- 1.5k

"Y/n come on you've been getting ready for like fucking hours!" Lilly cried storming around my room "you look sexy now lets go!" I loved Lilly but she was a family friend- and those friends you can't get rid of...

"will you give me a fucking second I'm doing my lipstick and then we can go alright-" I snapped back seeing her huff "thank you" I finished my make-up and got up from the desk, my jeans clung to my hips just covering my heals, my tube top strapping around me, hair ironed and make-up as perfect as I could get it I was ready "come then" I said thudding down the stairs hearing her follow closely behind "Bye dad- be back soon" I waved seeing him just blow a kiss

"come on we need to hurry-" she began as I started my engine "its on Burns street" I nodded pulling from the drive and making our way to the party, music blasted through the car and we sung along to every song we knew until we finally saw the house "fuck thats lot more than what Henry said their would be"

"no shit-" I parked up and locked the car, Lilly and I walked in smiling to people we knew and made a bee line for the make-shift bar

"Y/n! Lilly!" a voice shouted over the music that was booming everywhere, we looked to find Henry the man himself holding a bottle of vodka loosely between his fingers along with a cigaret that wasn't lit

"hey babe" Lilly smirked walking over and pressing kiss to his cheek "thanks for inviting us" he held her waist whispering something into her ear making me roll my eyes as I poured some liquid into my cup

"I'll let you guys do whatever this is and I'll find you later alright" the girl nodded but I knew she wasn't listening, she was always so all over Henry it was repulsive, I moved through the crowd until I saw a familiar face smiling to me "Kira!" I hugged her, Kira was a friend that I just loved being around, she was just pure but dirty all at the same time

"hey hun! where's little Lilly?" I pointed back to the bar and she nodded "shagging her playmate?"

"of course" we laughed hitting our cups and taking a swig "who are you here with?" I asked leaning closer so she could here me

"oh I came with ..oh Georg! Georg come here!" Georg and Kira were like brother and sister but just not related and had a lot of sexual tension.. so not really like brother and sister but you get the gist. I watched was the long haired boy wondered over winking at a few girls until he reached us

"hey y/n" I smiled "looking good" he was always a flirt "anyway wanna come play a game of beer pong? we need two players" I looked to the girl who nodded grabbing my arm and dragging me as we followed Georg through a sea of sweaty teenagers, people shoved and yelled as we walked past and all I did was spit curses at them until we made it to the kitchen where the island had been made into a ping pong table, I saw Georg fist bump a boy and my eyes met with his

"fuck" I spoke seeing Tom- he was different now though, hair In long, black braids, bandana around his head and a huge coat covering his body

"oh- I forgot to mention he's with us" I fluttered my eyes agreeing to her words finishing my drink and putting the empty cup to the side "okay who's starting"

"ladies first" his voice hit my stomach, it shouldn't have had made me feel so uneasy, Kira grabbed the ball and went to throw "and and also you have to do a dare for every cup the other team make" of course, Tom couldn't play any game without some sort of consequence

"fine" she through the ball and it missed the table "shit" I laughed as she stomped her foot on the ground, Georg picked it up and through it straight into our cup "you're joking- whats the dare?" the boys looked to each other and whispered a few words before agreeing

"drink the cup at the same time" me and Kira rolled our eyes grabbing the cup and putting it between our mouths, beer spilled down our chins, rolling down our chests "nice view" we pulled the cup away and Kira chucked it at the boy

"perv" it was my turn, I lifted the ball and moved to the middle of the island, lining my hand up and with a small count down it landed in the centre cup "Yes Y/n!" Tom took it out looking to me waiting for me to speak

"take off that god awful coat Tom- and Georg you can drink" Tom huffed slipping his coat off revealing his toned arms against his black shirt and Georg didn't hesitate to drink. The game carried on until we both only had 3 cups to go, me and Kira were now stood in our bra's and I had Tom's bandana around my thigh, the boys however had no shoes on, Georg's hair was tied in a bun and Tom was having to have a bow in the end of his braid, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Lilly looking sweatier than before and lips redder "hey!"

"ohh beer pong!" she cheered

"were doing it with dares, wanna do the dare if Tom makes this shot, she hummed standing between our sides with a face that screamed she'd just been fucked somewhere in the house, Tom flung the ball and it landed in our middle cup

"woo!" he clapped watching as I took the cup to my lips, chugging the beer until it was empty "whats their dare?"

"erm... ah- Y/n French with Tom for...3 minuets!" my stomach dropped, head snapping to her "come on!" I looked back over the table waiting for Tom to interject but he wasn't there

"wha-" I felt hands go under my thighs and lift me onto the island, I looked down to see Tom stood between my legs looking up to me "are you crazy?"

"sure... come on you lost and the dare is you've gotta kiss me, not me kiss you" I sighed thinking through ever decision I ever made, that being becoming friends with Lilly and agreeing to come to this party

"come on Y/n you've got this!" Kira called standing next the Georg who came to watch "at least its your ex not a total stranger!"

"oh yeah because that makes anything better!- fucks sake" my hands came to cup his jaw and I leant down "we never speak of this again alright?"

"just get it over and done with sweetheart- it's only me" he smirked and before I could even looked at his shit eating face anymore I pressed my lips against his and everything came flooding back- every kiss, hug, every time he held me, every time I slept between his arms, I felt locked and I never wanted to let go Tom's arms curled around my stomach pulling me closer, I finally let myself relax into him, hugging his neck. I felt him smile as he took a breather before diving back in again and I couldn't help but smile back, it felt.. nice being so close to him again

"Time!" Lilly called hitting my leg but I didn't let go, and nor did Tom "hello! guys you can stop now"

"I think they may need to have a few moments" I herd Kira laugh and she was right- I'd missed Tom so much, everyday I'd look back on all our photo's, the videos, the times I went to his concerts, when he came to the airport to pick me up after not seeing him for weeks, I missed him too much. The group had walked away leaving me and Tom still intertwined with each other the kiss came to a natural end, our foreheads knocked together while we both panted for air

"I- I love you" Tom spoke through breaths making my heart flutter "we shouldn't have broke up, it was so stupid- I need you in my life Y/n" I couldn't speak, words wouldn't form and my head was cloudy of his voice saying he loved me "nobody has ever compared to you, and they never will"

"I love you too" with the mix of alcohol and adrenaline my whole world seemed to brighten when Tom smiled, not one of his side smiles or smirks, his real smile "kiss me again" his hand held my jaw loosely as he leant up to kiss me again, our lips fit like puzzle pieces, it all felt so right

"come here" his voice was breathy as he lifted me off the counter and to the floor, I forget sometimes how tall he is- he was towering over me, I craned my head up to meet his again, before I could reach he pulled off a little, his big brown eyes looked into mine before he spoke again "be mine again?....please"

"of course" I wrapped my hands around his back and slid my hands into his pockets dragging his body closer to mine, our faces met and a soon as they did our lips were attached again... maybe this party wasn't so bad after all

[alpacaparkaseok]

How to Steal Moonlight |2|

Chapter 2. The Brawl

→ Pairing: mafia!BTS x reader (not poly)

→ word count: 3.1k (yes she's itty bitty)

→ warnings/tags: SFW, we're angry and fighting but we're also really thirsty?

→ a/n: hellloooo, it's me. updating with just a little chapter that's been sitting in my drafts for almost a year. pls accept this humble offering. for those of you still reading this, ily.

“Where is she?”  

Tearing across the room, you rip the card from the lilies, taking a handful of the flowers along with you. Jungkook stares at you, a hint of fear in his eyes.  

You’ve cracked. Shattered, and the pieces of you that were still intact are scattering across the ground until the only thing that’s left are the mangled lilies hanging from your hand.  

“Who? What’s…tell me what’s going on!” He calls after you, wincing from the effort it took to yell. “Hey!” 

You’re gone, out the door and striding down the corridor with death in your eyes. Namjoon and Hoseok appear, guns drawn. “What’s wrong?” Namjoon asks. 

Fire licks up your veins just looking at him. All you can see is her, reflected in his eyes.  

“Where’s Victoria?”  

He stiffens, jaw set at the mere mention of her name. “What did she do?” 

“Where is she?”  

Hoseok answers after seeing the stricken look on Namjoon’s face. “Kitchen.” 

It’s all the answer you need, already breaking out into a run. Hoseok hangs back, ducking his head into Jungkook’s room. Namjoon is hot on your heels, looking for all the world as though he’s trying to come up with an explanation but doesn’t dare hope for one.  

“Victoria!” Shout echoing down the staircase, you take the stairs two at a time. The kitchen light is on, the voices inside quieting. All you see is red as you jump down to the landing. Free hand fumbling for something – anything. A knife, a gun, an old newspaper.  

A pack of gum is all you can find in your pockets, but you hold it as if it’s your preferred weapon as you burst into the kitchen. Both Yoongi and Jimin sit at the island, the latter holding a spoon of cereal to his mouth.  

Victoria sits at the table, feet up, face hiding behind a book. Her eyes are icy as they flick up to your form, sliding to the hulking figure of Namjoon behind you.  

Taking advantage of the distraction, you huck the pack of gum with every ounce of power you have.  

It flies through the air, spiraling as it shoots like a torpedo before connecting square with Victoria’s exposed forehead.  

“You little-” she drops the book, massaging the already red welt. “Did you just hit me with a pack of gum?”  

Legs carrying you over to the table, you sidestep a bemused Yoongi and yank Victoria’s chair out. “Recognize this?” The card hits the table along with the lilies, crest facing the ceiling. Victoria has the good sense to flinch away from it as if it were a live snake baring its fangs.  

“What are you on about this time?” Her eyes meet yours, that insufferable smirk eating up her face. You have half a mind to slap it off, raising your hand to do so, but something holds you back. 

No, not something. Someone.  

“Let me go,” you hiss, yanking your hand from Namjoon’s grasp. He stares down at you with a stony expression, jaw twitching. “And you,” stepping closer, you block off any escape route. “You have ten seconds to tell me how this got here before I pick a bone to break.” 

Namjoon shuffles closer, eyes lit from the inside with an unholy flame. “Skipping straight to violence, capa? Since when were you the one to get their hands dirty?” 

“Don’t think I’m about to start paying you for your opinion.” 

Yoongi appears at Namjoon’s shoulder. “Step back, Namjoon.” 

“Are you kidding me right now? She’s gonna kill her!” 

“That’s sweet, Joon,” Victoria croons, sparing him a withering look. “Glad to see you still care when it’s convenient.” 

Yoongi pulls Namjoon back a few steps, the job considerably easier now that he’s been impaled on Victoria’s barbed words. Jimin remains at the island, pouring more cereal into his bowl while he watches the show. 

“Ten seconds,” you remind Victoria. She rolls her eyes, grabbing the crest and holding it up to the light. “Did Yadiel teach you the easiest way to break a clavicle, too?” 

She snarls, throwing the card back onto the table. “He taught me lots of things, kid, though I doubt he dared touch you. His precious little student could never stoop to such lows, could she?”  

Seokjin has wandered in now, taking in the view with an air of boredom. He approaches the island, tapping Jimin’s shoulder. “This seat taken?” 

“All yours.”  

“Your nose might be the better choice,” you muse, cold fury sludging through your bloodstream. “It might be an improvement.” 

Victoria laughs, the sound high and shrill. It grates against your ears. “You really think you’re something, don’t you? I’m absolutely terrified. Look, I’m shaking.” She extends her arm out in a mock show-and-tell, and you seize it, holding her elbow straight.  

Voice dropping into a lover’s murmur, you approach a different tactic. “Shaking like you do when you let yourself fall asleep?” Victoria’s face flickers between resentment and shock as you speak. “I’ve heard you calling out, Victoria. What are you dreaming about?” She shuts down, expression turning impassive in a last-ditch effort to avoid showing her hand. “Do you lie to yourself and say that you would’ve killed him if you had the chance? Is the fact that I’m the one that did it what keeps you up at night?” 

One moment, you’re standing before her, and the next she’s pinning you to the ground. Stars dance in your vision as your skull hits the tile, the world a mess of gnashing teeth and hair. You struggle to get a hand free, distracting her as you suddenly flip your weight, sending her toppling to the floor beneath you. Somehow you clamber to your feet, momentum churning. 

“You ran away!” She accuses, kicking out as you lunge for her. Blinded by rage, you receive the kick square in the stomach. “You shot him, and all this time, you’ve probably thought that he was afraid of you. That he never sought you out for fear that you’d finish what you started.” 

“I did,” you wheeze. Around the kitchen, everyone stands frozen. Seokjin keeps twitching in his seat, jaw set. “I killed him, in the end.” 

“Only because Taehyung let you.”  

Your head snaps up to see the expression on her face. Braid undone; Victoria’s greasy hair frames the exhausted expression on her face. “He didn’t…” but you trail off, unable to finish the sentence. Victoria nods before lashing out once more, going for your legs. This time you expect it, spinning out and tripping her. Instead of dropping to the ground she grunts, pulling you down with her. Your teeth sing with the impact.  

“Yadiel waited for Taehyung’s order to return like a good dog. Why do you think that was? He wanted you back, Bianchi. Talked about it all the time.” She laughs as you elbow her, causing her to lose her grip. “I almost killed him myself a couple times purely because he wouldn’t shut up about his little Bianchi princess!” 

The thought makes your stomach flip, recalling the feeling of his breath curling over your ear – the prolonged touches along your hips as he adjusted your stance.  

You try to roll away, but Victoria is faster. She pulls you back, sitting on your spine as your face digs into the floor. “You wonder why he dressed me up in red? Have you ever thought about that? Red dresses, red nails, red lips. Everything red – I think it helped him forget that I was just a consolation prize. Something Taehyung gifted him to keep him quiet.” 

The humiliation of being pummeled in front of your crew makes your cheeks burn a sharper scarlet, but try as you might to break free, Victoria holds on all the tighter. She isn’t done. 

“You have no idea what he had planned for you, do you? The life he wanted. All the things he was going to…” Victoria stumbles over her own words, her breath catching. 

The truth is staring you in the face, and you think you’re going to be sick on the kitchen floor. Swallowing hard, you close your eyes against the thought.  

“I’m you.” She rises with one last push off your body, sneering. Even with your blurred vision you can see the tear tracks on her cheeks. “I’m the version that couldn’t get away. Better looking, smarter. Not quite as noble as his little Bianchi. But you all the same.” 

Victoria walks back to the table, ignoring you as you flip onto your back. Grabbing the lilies and the card, she stands above you. You stare back up at her, having the distinct feeling that you’re six feet under, staring up from your grave as she throws flowers down.  

“If you think for even one second that I’d do anything for Kim Taehyung, I’ll personally dig your grave next to Yadiel’s. Understood?” 

Nobody speaks as she storms from the kitchen, leaving you still on your back. You can hear every step she takes up the stairs, stomping away back to whatever hole it is she hides in when she wishes to disappear. The kitchen is silent as a mouse as everyone sits in shock, staring down at your prone body.  

“She’s got spirit, Namjoon,” you spit out. “I’ll give you that.” 

Namjoon looks disheveled despite the fact that Victoria never laid a finger on him. He clears his throat, tearing his eyes away from your glare.  

“I’m…” 

“Don’t apologize.” You roll up onto your knees, back screaming in protest. No serious damage, but enough to bruise more than your pride. “Run a perimeter around the building.” 

He doesn’t stick around long enough to say anything more, Yoongi hot on his heels. Jimin’s eyes dance between their retreating figures and you. “Er…So, I’m gonna go see a guy about some hubcaps…” 

As soon as he vanishes, you become ultra-aware of being alone here with Seokjin. He strides over, kneeling in front of you so he’s eye level.  

“Where’d you find this?” He asks, picking the discarded card up from off the floor. The sight of it makes you nauseas.  

“Flowers. On Jungkook’s side table.” 

“Oh.” He lets it flutter back to the ground, fingers finding your hair as he pushes it back gently. “How’d that feel?” 

Your eyes shut, forcing yourself to see nothing but black. “Which part? The part when I realized that our security measures are an absolute joke? Or when I got laid out by Namjoon’s ex?” 

Seokjin cracks a smile that quickly turns into a sympathetic wince. “If it makes you feel any better, you just got more action than Namjoon’s had in years.” 

Croaking out a laugh, you lean heavily on the side of the table and rise to your feet. Seokjin watches your every breath, something hard and calculating hiding behind those dark eyes of his.  

“Spit it out,” you say, although it comes out as more of a whisper than anything.  

“I just…” he shakes his head. “Not sure this is the appropriate moment to say this-” 

“Seokjin.” He meets your eyes at your firm tone. “Out with it.” 

He frowns, staring down at the table. It strikes you at that moment just how tall he is. He certainly towers over you, but it’s the way he’s ever so slightly hunched over, as if shielding you from what lies beyond these four walls. It makes you lean in a little closer, hand reaching out to grasp the sleeve of his sweater.  

Seokjin’s eyes flash as you sway into view, latching onto yours with an electric shock. He visibly swallows before he speaks.  

“If you’re going to fight,” he murmurs, “you need to avoid getting so beat up.” 

You can’t help but scoff. “Are you seriously telling me to win next time?” 

“And if I am?” 

“Well,” you shrug. “It couldn’t be helped. She was better. Angrier.” 

Seokjin shakes his head, eyes dropping to the ground as he steps closer, effectively trapping you against the table. You rest against it, arching a brow.  

This man. You don’t know where you two stand, or where you’re going. Everything since that night you kissed is a blur – a memory that you find playing on repeat at all hours of the day. Whatever this is, it’s impossible not to feel as if you’re being pulled in by his personal magnetic field.  

He grasps your hands only to plant them firmly on the tabletop, making you lean back even farther. Any hope that he didn’t hear your faint gasp is diminished when he grins, cheeks reddening.  

“Next time, it’s ok to play a little dirty,” he whispers. He clamps down on his smile long enough to nose along your throat. You wonder if he can feel your heart pounding as he pauses, lips trailing just below your jaw.  

Your eyes slip shut as you frown. “That’s hardly fair,” you respond, lungs no longer functioning as Seokjin plants an obscenely innocent kiss to your neck. It’s quickly followed by another, this one much slower.  

You can feel his smile against your skin, sending goosebumps racing along your flesh. “You’re seriously concerned about fair? In our line of work?” 

It’s silly, you know that. To be concerned about keeping score while working as a glorified thief. Yet it’s how you’ve always worked. Keeping track of the hits, as though counting cards in a casino.  

A part of you had always thought that you could anticipate when the next blow would come. Now, you can hardly get back up again before Taehyung strikes again. 

Seokjin pauses, straightening up until he meets your eyes. 

“You’re thinking about him again.” 

Not a question – not that it needs to be. He seems to be able to sense it whenever you get sidetracked like this. It’s certainly not the first time that it’s come between you and what you want.  

Which is Seokjin. Your heart seems to beat out his name as you frown. Seok-jin, Seok-jin. Seok-jin. 

It’s a struggle to not lean forward, lose yourself in his touch rather than have to face the issue nipping at your skin. 

“I don’t want to be,” you whisper, eyes closing. “I hate this. Everything he’s left behind.” 

“What will you do?” 

There’s his lips again, whispering into your hair. He’s pulling you against him, letting you rest in his arms. Your mind flicks back to your earlier revelation. Seokjin, coming into your bedroom. Checking on you. Just making sure you’re still there.  

You’re both too broken for this. 

“Tonight? Start looking into staff. Doctors, nurses, janitors. Whoever might be on his side. Someone here must have planted the card.” 

A pause. “And then?” 

“Seokjin, I...” you chew on the inside of your cheek as the truth roils through your veins. Leaning back, you look up into his dark eyes. See the fear that sometimes grips him in the middle of the night, lingering just below the surface. The something else that you never know what to make of.

You let out a long breath. The something else in his eyes wins out. 

“I’ll go with you.” 

Killing a man has consequences. Of the bad sort, typically. Jail time, guilty conscience, a trail of blood and tears left behind. Nasty business. 

Yet standing here, now, you just can’t find it in yourself to care.  

“Jungkook, lay down.”  

He obliges, bed creaking. The glare he directs toward the end of his nose is most likely directed your way, although you can’t be sure. It could be for the chocolate pudding, now out of reach.  

Hoseok, sitting on the edge of his bed, reaches it and passes it back to him. “So...how do you want to go about this?” 

Everyone is here, even Victoria. She sits in the back, near the door. There’s a bruise blooming along her jaw. This you add to the list of things you don’t care about. Besides, you’re fairly certain she gave you a concussion.  

“Do we even have eyes on his location?” Jimin asks. “Did he actually go home?” 

Yoongi clears his throat. “He was last spotted five days ago. Looks like he’s holed up in his family’s estate for the moment.” 

Like the rat he is. 

You clap your hands together, wincing at the loud sound. “Great. Here’s the thing – we can’t all hop on a plane and jet over to Italy-” 

“Sicily,” Jimin and Hoseok speak in unison. 

“Same thing. We can’t all show up looking for him. We’d be caught out in no time. So – here's the deal. Yoongi, you’re here. We have business with the Genovese family, which you’ll be heading up. Don’t look at me like that – we've talked about this. Jimin, Hoseok, you’ll be helping him.” 

Hoseok frowns, but it’s Jimin that complains. “There’s no way you’re leaving me behind. You’ve already broken the terms of our contract-” 

Your ears burn bright red as you recall that Jimin – Jimin, the gods-forsaken heathen – is the one who found out about you and Seokjin. And now he’s blackmailing you with it.  

“- and I’ll do much worse than that if you don’t do as I ask,” you finish for him, offering up a sickly sweet smile. “Namjoon, Seokjin, with me. We’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow for Italy-” 

“Sicily,” Jimin groans forlornly. 

“- so pack your bags. We’ll go over the details on the plane and fill the rest of you in.” 

Jungkook makes a sound of protest from his bed, and struggles to sit up on his elbows. “Take me with you!” 

“No.” 

“Sorry, I meant to say, I’m going with you.”  

You turn your back on him, heading toward the door. “No, you’re not. You’re not in any state to go anywhere right now, Kook. You’ll stay here. When you’re ready, you’ll join Yoongi and assist him here.” 

“But I-” 

His protests are cut off by an icy voice. “I’m going with you.” 

You stop in your tracks. “You don’t want that.” 

Victoria rises from her seat. The fire in her eyes hasn’t gone down yet. If anything, it’s burning brighter than before. As she nudges past Namjoon, she tilts her chin up a bit higher.  

“Take me with you.” 

She stops right in front of you, and you see it, then. What she needs. All the pent up anger and the sheer sense of loss she must feel after losing herself to Yadiel.  

All of it is Taehyung’s fault.  

I’m you, she’d said in the kitchen. As she gazes into your eyes unflinchingly, you can’t help but know she’s right.  

“One condition.” 

Her head tllts to the side, interested. “Name your price.” 

The smile threatening to break through is difficult to contain. Still, you manage it. “Teach me how to fight like you.” 

Victoria grins, and the sight is unnerving. Feral.  

A reflection of yourself.  

“Deal.” 

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Never let me go (Steddie holiday drabble)

Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 18, Free Space--Hurt/Comfort. 

Steve’s really good at pretending he’s fixed—especially to himself—and decides he’s totally up for kinky fun with Eddie. Also part of my steve whump fic thread on ao3

WC: 922.

Rating: M.

CW: Mild kink and bondage, sexual content, panic attacks, PTSD, flashbacks. Tags: Emotional hurt/comfort. Trauma. Fluff, whump.

***

Eddie draws the tinsel garland around Steve’s arm, looping it loosely before dragging it tighter. Not too tight. Steve swallows hard, nerves fizzing. Eddie tethers Steve’s wrist to the bed frame behind his head with a loopy, hitchy knot.

“Where the heck did you learn—"

“My uncle. He’s worse than a billion scout leaders, I shit you not.” Eddie lazily kisses the tender underside of Steve’s wrist, beneath the knot, setting Steve’s pulse skittering. Eddie shifts his attention to Steve’s other hand. Steve has, without thinking, moved himself into place, ready to be tied. He’s happily drowning in Eddie’s gorgeous eyes, lapping up Eddie's hungry appreciation of him, till…

“You’re sure you’re good with this, Stevie?” 

“How many times, dude? I’m fine.” Steve slides his tongue around suddenly dry-feeling lips. “Tinsel is dangerous for cats and babies. I could literally snap this crap in half.”

“You could snap me in half.”

“I dunno. You’re crafty. And deceptively strong.” Steve tugs speculatively at the tinsel. It’s deceptively strong too, and the wire holding it together grooves into his flesh. Clearly breakable, though. If he wanted out.

He doesn’t.

When Eddie confessed a drunken desire to tie Steve to their bed, they’d both been apprehensive—given Steve’s “history,” with Soviets and throttling vines, and the rest of the shitshow. Using tinsel was Steve’s dumb, buzzed-out-of-his-skull idea.

Now, Eddie drags the tinsel across Steve’s bare chest, swirls it over his abs, raising goosebumps in its wake. Eddie’s using black and silver tinsel. “So pretty against your skin,” he purrs. Steve’s eyes flutter closed, because the sensations… Gnng! So good! Also, kinda excruciating. Both too little contact, and too much.

Eddie trails the tinsel lower. Steve’s wearing his boxers, and he moans, whimpers—why isn’t he naked yet? Eddie’s fingers drift down Steve’s leg, and Steve flexes into Eddie’s hand. Eddie spreads Steve’s leg toward the bedpost then crouches beside.

Eddie’s hot breaths scorch his flesh. Steve’s breaths accelerate further. As he binds Steve’s ankle, Eddie’s brows knit in concentration. Why’s that super-hot? Steve’s gotten a semi already, and he’s no clue what Eddie’s gonna do next.

“I better be naked soon, Munson.” Eddie lightly pinches Steve’s inner thigh, a total blindside. “Ow!”

“Patience, Babe. Or I’ll start over with your ass upward.”

Steve smirks: “Only just thought of that, moron?”

“Haha, don’t be a brat. Takin’ this slow. Now, shhhh.”

Steve shudders, frets his lip. Eddie winds the last of the tinsel around Steve’s other leg. This is still fun—right?—and he trusts Eddie. Okay, that nervous stirring in the pit of his stomach persists, but it’s sure as hell exciting. Eddie backs away, and Steve rolls his eyes. “Gonna eat me or fuck me?”

“C’mon on, man. Didn’t I say, ‘Sssssh’?”

“There’s better ways to shut me up.”

The kiss is delicious and deep, and Steve just breeeaaaaks. It’s easy to surrender to this—the hot, thrumming weight of Eddie’s clothed body pressed to his near-nakedness, the slick sweep of Eddie’s tongue, the frisson of tinsel against Steve’s ever-more-sensitive flesh as he fidgets and sighs. He feels wanted, worshipped… and randy as hell.

Eddie breaks the kiss abruptly. Before Steve can whine about it, Eddie presses a finger to his own lips, looking�� kinda stressed?

The blood thundering in Steve’s ears calms enough for him to hear the loud knocking on the door.

“Eddie? Steve? Hellloooo!” It’s goddamn Henderson.

“I’ll tell him to scram.” Eddie leaves.

Steve’s breathing speeds up again—his face burns, the rest of his skin feels oddly chilled. Distant voices murmur, an owl hoots, and he’s all alone… and feeling… okay, yeah, vulnerable.

Don’t be a wuss, Harrington. You can break free if you want. It’s candy-ass tinsel.

He tugs at his bonds. 

No, don’t spoil the game.

His eyes lull closed, and he’s lost in an instant. 

His hands are tightly bound… above his head… no, behind his back? Shit, shit, shit, he’s losing track of everything save his terror. All he knows is he’s struggling, and he can’t get free and the Soviets are gonna hit him again. They just keep hitting him. Shouting in his face. He tastes the blood, and he’s screaming it over and over: “For the millionth time, I work at Scoops Ahoy.”

His raw throat clogs, then closes up. He can’t breathe! The vines… Those goddamn vines. They’re winding about his every limb, slithering, squeezing tight around his neck. His whole existence reduces to a desperate fight for air… I’m choking… drowning… suffocating… Oh God… Oh God! He fights in small, snatchy gasps that he barely believes in. Vecna’s got him, and he’s gonna die, and…

“Steve! Sweetheart, you’re okay… You’re okay… I gotcha.”

“Wha—” Steve’s eyes fly wide. Eddie. Eddie’s here! Leaning over him. Touching him tenderly. Reality slams back, and he throws an arm around Eddie’s neck and clings. Eddie hugs him close, and the whirlwind of his panic slows. His only actual pain is a faint sting in his wrists and ankles, where he’s busted through the tinsel.

“Crap, I’m sorry.” Eddie presses a soft kiss to Steve’s clammy brow. “Leaving you was dumb. The whole idea was dumb.”

“S’okay.” Steve buries his face in Eddie’s shoulder, and his pulse and breaths calm further. “I kinda enjoyed it till…” I totally lost my shit. He slowly inhales Eddie’s warm, reassuring scent. The terrifying flashbacks retreat a little further. He’s okay… He’s okay! As long as Eddie never lets him go, the darkness won’t win.

He nuzzles up toward Eddie’s ear: “Maybe try again next year?”

[merbear25]

hellloooo could i be so bold as to request cc and fem reader, perhaps with a bit of accidental voyerism/exhibitionism ? maybe during the time ceasar would've been on the sunny idk :bluesmileemoji:

Ohohoho you most certainly can be so bold, my dear anon. I’m always happy to write for my favorite gassy goat. 🤭 This took me awhile to finish writing because I kept getting lost in my own imagination 😵 but that's not necessarily a bad thing, right? I hope you like what I've written for you 💜💜

CW: NSFW, MDNI, no plot just smut, fem!reader, voyeurism/exhibitionism, mutual pinning, oral sex (both receiving), fingering, vaginal penetration, cream pie

Such big words for someone so small

How could you just saunter away like that? This whole back and forth you two had created was making his head spin. Such a sharp tongue delivered with poise was a deadly combination—one that had you lingering in his mind for longer than he’d like to admit. 

Though the Straw Hats questioned why you entertained him or gave him any form of attention, you shrugged off their passive judgments. You couldn’t help yourself; this banter you had was too fun to let go of. Seeing his flustered face, feeling like you caught him off guard: it kept bringing you back for more.

Excusing yourself to your bedroom, you allowed your triumphant gaze to scan over Caesar once more, savoring that soft pink dusted across his cheeks.

Mulling over your self-proclaimed finishing blow, he grinded his teeth. Refusing to let you have the last laugh, he snuck away to finish it properly.

Huffing at your inability to even close your own door, his eyes caught a glimpse of your exposed back through the crack. Jumping back, he pressed himself against the wall. Processing what he just saw, the image of you in your bra was now burned into his mind. Wanting to be sure he wasn’t just seeing things, he cautiously peeked through the crack again. You’d removed your skirt as well, unknowingly flaunting your body right in front of him.

Such delicate lace hugging your curves, the color suiting your skin tone so nicely, both were making you appear more angelic than you really were. Rearranging his pants to accommodate the tightening fabric, he’d momentarily forgotten about the annoying clank of the chains.

Swiftly moving back, he cursed himself for having such little restraint that he couldn’t walk away from the temptation teasing him on the other side of the door. Faint hums drifted to him, your sweet melodies acting as a siren’s call, luring him in to indulge in your own fantasies.

When he hesitantly peered through the gap once more, you were ready for him. Unhooking your bra in a deliberately seductive manner, letting it fall to the floor as you swayed your hips to help ease yourself out of your delicates. You bent down to take them off, showcasing your most sensitive areas to your uninvited guest.

His breath hitched at the sight of your bold striptease. Entering your quarters, he was still a bit dumbfounded by the little show you were putting on. The coy smile that danced upon your soft face didn’t leave when you laid down on your bed. You were undoubtedly testing every fiber of self-restraint he was desperately holding onto.

Arching your back slightly, you spread your legs, allowing the slick sin between them to glisten.

When he didn’t come rushing over to you, you gave a soft whimper. “You have so much will power,” you whispered. Your fingers trailed down your stomach and began sliding over your clit. A soft moan passed your lips. “I could never be that strong.”

Promptly locking the door, a devilish grin spread across his face. “Tell me, my dear. How can such a pretty mouth be laced with such lewd words?” 

Taking in the way your body twitched under your own touch, he let out a low groan while he released his burning desire for you. “Show me what else that mouth is good for.”

Tugging on your legs to pull you to the edge of the bed, he smirked down at you. The way the lust in your eyes glazed over when you were confronted with his intimidating length was a sight to revel in. Knowing you’d never be able to take him in that dainty mouth of yours, the effort you put in was still just as exhilarating.

Caressing the shaft as your tongue lined the back of it, coating it all the way up to the tip where you licked the precum off like a lollipop sent shivers all throughout his body. Shuddering from your clear skill, you moved lower, sucking carefully on his balls as your hands twisted and tugged on his throbbing cock.

Thrusting into your grip, he panted through each wave of pleasure you were gracing him with. Tangling his fingers in your hair, his hands began shaking from the oncoming orgasm, letting the little clinks and clanks of the handcuffs play as blissful music.

“W-wait, wait,” he croaked, his voice gravelly from the pent-up emotion. “Let me taste you.”

Without hesitation, you positioned yourself further back and spread your legs for him. Your willingness to give into your desire fanned the flames in him, causing them to rampage and become unruly. The hunger in his eyes made you quake with anticipation as he removed his gloves, wanting to feel every part of your soft skin.

Plunging a finger past your drenched folds, he relished in your sudden cry of euphoria. Removing it after a few good pumps, he caressed your trembling form as he tormented your neglected clit. Watching you squirm under him, he pushed two fingers into you, then three, working you for everything you had to offer.

The show you were putting on was impossible to hold himself back from. Lathering your needy cunt with his eager tongue, he suckled and moaned into you as your hips bucked against his face. He was painfully reminded of his confinement, whimpering slightly from the restraints and so desperately wanting his hands to be able to roam over your gorgeous body freely.

As your moans grew more shrill, he rutted against the sheets. Knowing they clung to your sweet sleeping form each night, draping over your soft curves made him roll his eyes back while each of his senses were being bombarded by the euphoric aroma filling the room.

“I need you inside me,” you cried out.

Hastily repositioning himself, he propped himself up against your bed frame, allowing you to climb on top of him. That slack jawed expression on your face as you pressed your hips down on his, fully appreciating how quickly he filled you was one of the greatest sights to behold.

Your motions started out slow and unsure while you were still adjusting to his length. Seeing you struggle with fully taking him inflated that sadistic ego of his. A sly grin painted his lips while his eyes wandered over the now smeared purple kiss marks across your lower half, enticing him to play with your clit.

Such fervor was met with your own, encouraging you to pick up the pace. Tossing your head back, you steadied yourself when you leaned back. Your breasts chaotically bounced in an alluring motion the further you tried to push him deeper inside. With the beauty of your passion unraveling before him, he could feel his own release quickly following suit.

Gripping your hips so tightly they were sure to bruise, he grunted and forced you down on him as he pumped all of the angst and lust he had for you deep within your womb. Collapsing back between his legs, he admired his hot cum dripping out of your still spasming walls.

Realizing that neither of you considered the volume exuding from the room, you brushed it off. You didn’t really care if they judged you for your taste in men. It was more interesting like this anyway—having such a taboo partner made everything that much more exciting.

[trollsarecute]

OOOO Broppppppyyy!!!!!

Branch: *after a long day of hard working stretches*

Me: *notices his abbs and how thick he is*

Branch: *notices and winks*

Me: *blushes and thinks* damn! he gotta to do that to me?!

Branch: *walks over to me in my direction*

Me: *notices but keeps head down trying not to show any signs of blushing*

Branch: *sits next to me* ( Hey Ik this isn't a part of this story but I just about a couple minutes ago I was busy dyeing because....Listen to this. I was busy typing on this and I got a call and my phone was flipped so I didn't know who it was, I thought it was my dad cause he went out and I got of have to phone close to me in case he needs something quick. I thought it was him, then when I Turned it over Instead of it B Dad "don't wanna say the last name cause it's ours" so Instead of that It was a bit bolky text and my vision wasn't that clear then when I looked at it more I read scam Likely I did an evil smirk and In my head I kept saying "do it! you have the chance to finally do something you've been wanting to do cause everyone does it around you and YOU know you wanna be a part of the fun" I ended up doing It. as soon as I picked it up there was nothing so I put the phone to my ear and I said "hello" ...........This is what scared me a little.......There was a deep voice that belonged to a man that said HELLLOOOO BACKKKKKKKKK😭😭😭😰. Then I did it........Quickly I said...."YOU SUCK" then I hung up🤣🤣😭😭😭😰😰😰BUT THE VOICE WAS SO DAMN DEEEEEEEEEPPPP.)

Me: *heart thumps a million times a minute*

Branch: I hop your not simping over him. *Points over to creek*

Me: Aww hell nah bro! He's disgusting!

Branch: *smiles while signing and placing his hand onto his chest* good, that's good.

A moment of silence.

Me: Yes I'm gushing over you.

Branch: OOOOOOO You gonna sing a song about how much you hate em?

Me: I have a bad voice, not sure if you wanna let me sing....

Branch: I'm sure its great!

Me aww thanks. But I'll do it for you.

Branch: *sits and waits*

Me: 8starts raping a song*

The creepo comes over....

Branch: *glares to the right of me*

Me: *notices and looks and eyes widen as he gains closer to the both of us so I then sit not wanting to be up next to em*

Creek: Oi mate! Were you...just talking about me?

Me: hm!? I'm sorry I'm death I can't hear you!!!!!

Creek: *tries to do sign language but fails*

Me and Branch: *laughs*

Me: All's I got was hand moments.....If I were you I'd take some sign Language classes ..

Creek: *glares at me*

Branch: I mean.........*laughs*

Me: Ik I can't help that I'm funnier then creek....Oh shoot sorry CREEP!!!-

Creek: *Is taken back and collects himself before walking away angrily*

Me: *smirks and laughs and looks over at branch who's face Is cherry red and laughs at that as well*

Okay guys Ik this may look like a gip but I'm not feeling well and I got a cold and I really don't feel like it and I didn't want to keep you guys waiting and concerned. Anyways. I'm not going to check it cause I just don't feel like it. Anyways Odios!!!!

[catachan-jungle-fighter]

The Smuggler

James smirks as he raises his hands into the air as a Inquisitor steps onto his Gamblers Grace with a team of Guardsmen who spread out and aim their rifles at the few crew members that were at the Airlock with their captain. He stretches out his words as he says "Hellloooo, Lady Inquisitor... come to see what goods a legitimate businessman like myself is carrying? I mean, otherwise you've been stalking me and I'd rather not have another stalker."

He coughs and bends over as a fist is buried in his gut, the Inquisitor having punched the smug man before speaking in a severe tone "Captain James of the Gamblers Grace, you are hereby notified that you and your vessel are now under my personal command until otherwise notified, when I say Jump you will jump and when I say die, you will die with a smile on your face... do you understand me little Smuggler?" She says as she grabs his head and drags him close to her lips as she whispers "Fuck me over and I will gladly put you through the 13 actions for smuggling Xeno-Tech and whatever else is in your holds and hidden compartments..."

She pushes him back and smirks as he falls onto his ass, the Smuggler glaring at her momentarily before smiling pleasantly and cheerily stating "Of Course lady Inquisitor, you have my solemn promise that I won't do anything to disrupt this mission."

[fhrlclln]

hey, I'm not sure if your requests are open, but if they are, I'd like to request a eddie x reader :) reader is best friends with chrissy, but still shy & in the background. i'd love some intense & oblivious mutual pining between eddie&y/n & friends to lovers. Chrissy knows about y/ns feelings bc it's really obvious, tries to include eddie to kinda make them spend time together, y/n is jealous bc she thinks eddie is only interested in chrissy, so maybe some friendshipangst but happy end <3

eddie munson x shy!fem! reader + mutual pinning

hellloooo anon !! my requests are open just for untitled small-ish (actually lengthy) imagines & blurbs!! not the oneshots (those are usually up to 5k words)

i do hope you like this !! <3

kinda suggestive in the ending ;>

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it was kind of awkward at first.

you’ve always been the quiet and reserved type of girl. shy in most parts when it comes to social interactions, you’ve always stayed inside of your comfort zone, still afraid to come out. nothing was wrong with that! it’s just that sometimes— you wish you were more than this quiet best friend of chrissy cunningham’s. yes, chrissy the head of the cheer team. chrissy the kind and sweet girl of hawkin’s high. chrissy was an amazing best friend, she was the only person who could understand your comfort of silence, being understanding and never judging why you were like this. it’s just you.

and here you are, school ending, linked arm to arm with her as she talks side to side with eddie munson. eddie munson, the supposed ‘freak’ of hawkins high. the devil worshipper, the drug dealer— the dnd club leader and dungeon master— stated by dustin. eddie’s a sweet guy since the first you’ve met him in class. he’s a class clown, likes to goof around the teacher’s back, intimidates maybe some few students with his style, fucks around with jason carver and sometimes causes a havoc inside of the cafeteria. he’s funny, good-looking, kind and—

you like him. yes, you have a crush on him since day one. the day since he had absently helped you clean up the classroom after hours. you two spoke, only for a bit, but you got hooked since the moment he made you laugh. and that was it— he probably doesn’t remember that moment but that set the course of your secret crush on him. which is a crucial secret you’ve harbored today— or so.

“it’ll be cool! this’ the one time to get you girls a peek of what i actually do for fun than sell shit here.” he shrugs, walking backwards as chrissy rolls her eyes at him. you only let a small smile on, seeing the interaction between them. “and i swear to you, chris’. gareth rocks the drums, no kiddin’, total badass.”

“you want us? me and y/n to go to your gig inside of a bar, eddie? do you know how’ll that look like?” she laughs as eddie shrugs, completely unaware how that’ll look. two girls inside of a bar, full of drunk men. to say, it was very surprising the queen of hawkins high had befriended the boy, unexpected it to you as well.

“i don’t know. well, makes our five person crowd turn into seven, which is better—“

“and haven’t you thought of the creeps and drunks in there for us?” she raises a brow as eddie scoffs at that. looking smug.

“please! if you’re worried about jackasses getting up on ‘ya, you have four men on guard and that includes me.” he gestures to himself proudly as chrissy sighs.

“c’mon, chris’! loosen up a little, get drunk while we play and it’ll be the best night of your lives!” eddie roared, earning a few snickers and glares from the students passing by. he didn’t care about that as you watched him dearly, whilst chrissy was shaking her head. admiring his smirk and eagerness for you two— well, maybe just for chrissy, to come.

“eddie. as much as i like to go to your gig tonight. i just don’t think—“

“oh, c’mon. we’ve hanging out since— since, you’ve been pulling me to your hang outs. isn’t it my time to ask you to hang-out?” eddie hummed as he walked along side now. putting his hands in his leather jacket’s pockets. you stared ahead, letting them talk with one another. a little sting in your heart that you wished eddie would have that same energy to you. mostly he’d just acknowledge you were there beside chrissy, they were close as you can tell. you didn’t know if it was you or not— but certainly you knew he’s got eyes for your best friend. isn’t everyone?

as hurtful as it is to your feelings for him, you just bottled it up knowing none will happen otherwise. eddie was kind to you, that was most important, and you were fine being the extra in the little tension between chrissy and him. you just wished you were more outgoing to match his personality— but fate was like this. you’d accept it, not wanting to hope for more— hope for him to look at you like he looks at chrissy. you could feel the bitter taste in your tongue as you swallowed up the heartbreak inside of you. you just wished you were… more. 

“earth to y/n? hello?” a pair of fingers snapping in front of you made you jump a bit seeing eddie beside you with a grin. your heart thumped as you tried to remain calm, a heavy whiff of his earthy fresh cologne engulfed your nose alongside the scent of cigarettes and hint of weed, you guessed. god, he smelled good—

“y-yes?” you stammered, looking up to meet his eyes. you swore you felt mushy seeing those doe brown eyed orbs stare at you with a glint behind them. eddie seem to pause a bit as he smiled at you sweetly.

“do you wanna come tonight?” he asked, tone low and soft this time than a while ago. “my gig— tonight. since your bestie don’t wanna— but it’s fine if you don’t want to—“

“i’d love to.” you answered quickly, blushing afterwards hearing yourself too excited. “i-i mean, yes.” way to go. you sighed to yourself, feeling a little embarrassed.

“that’s cool. yeah, fucking cool.” eddie bit his lip as he turned to chrissy with a smirk now. chrissy had a huge smile on her face as she stared at you, seeing you all shy and timid around him than usual. she rolled her eyes at eddie as you watch them quarrel again.

“are you sure, angel?” she asked you, pushing eddie’s shoulder when he was about to cut her off.

“she’s sure, chris’!”

“i’m sure.” you nodded, feeling a little bashful that he’s beside you. the warmth of him driving you crazy. you could feel him lean forward, his chest brushing against your back as he stuck his middle finger to chrissy, gesturing to his win. you swore you’d turn into a puddle how close he is. chrissy seemed to grin at the two of you, opting to dismiss the thought in her head as she focused on the annoying metalhead.

“fine! you won this time, munson. we’ll go.” chrissy shoved his hand away as eddie pumped his fists up in the air. you giggled, snuggling beside chrissy as she sighed at him.

“i’ll pick you up later?” she offered and you nodded. unlinking your arms, knowing you have to go back home to find an suitable outfit.

“i’ll call you.” you affirmed as you hugged her goodbye. chrissy kissed your cheek as you turned to eddie. oblivious knowing your best friend was watching the way you curled your fingers, knowing you were nervous. she smirked at that.

“i’ll see you later, sweets.” he winked as you nodded, waving him goodbye, feeling your stomach flutter as you walked away.

eddie watched you with longing eyes, your quiet and timidness as cute factor he so adored, remembering the moment chrissy introduced you to him. chrissy eyed him with suspicion now, oh, it was very obvious— so stupidly obvious how the two of you were pinning for each other. just that she knew something was blocking the two of you from confessing and it was hurting her head! you and eddie looked perfect for each other— and she was going to make it her mission to get you two going on for tonight.

“i say watch the way you look at my best friend, munson.” she teases as eddie blushes, eyes widening as he scoffs, feeling embarrassed he’s been caught or so.

“what the fuck do you mean?” he dumbly scratches his head, acting oblivious as chrissy taps her foot, rolling her eyes at him. idiot.

“nothing.” she walks away, leaving eddie to ponder what the hell did she mean by that. chrissy grins to herself, knowing well what to do now.

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“they’re gonna start!” chrissy says, sitting right next to you inside of the hideout. the bar was somewhat decent, it was for drunks— that you knew seeing it was crowded, but decent enough that you two got a seat closer to the stage. the dim lights shined before them seeing the logo of the drum-set came into life. corroded coffin was written on it, proud and very rock looking as you waited for them to finish setting up. you were excited, so excited seeing him perform. one of your daydreams come into life.

“whatdya’ think about eddie performing?” chrissy smiled widely as you shrugged.

“he’s…” you didn’t know what to say as eddie turned to the microphone, a wide grin and a new aura coming from him. you were stars trucked, he greeted the crowd first, some had cheered on and others were intrigued. the main kicker for your beating heart was the moment he shredded his guitar after gareth’s counting, you swore you’d faint on the spot. chrissy cheered on as you stared at him in awe, seeing him look so in his place, a glimpse of what more you can see in eddie.

and it made your heart burst happily.

the crowd cheered to the next three songs they did. all covers from their favorite bands— eddie sang them all, sweat beading his forehead, his shirt clinging to him tightly as he gripped the microphone, his gestures lit up the room as you watched him. smiling widely, as his gaze tore to where you and chrissy were seated. you froze on the spot, not knowing where his eyes stayed if it were yours or to chrissy. you didn’t know really. his eyes seemed to hold something, unspoken, but loud enough for you to know it was something. it was you, was it? was it—

no.

your mind shouted, you looked to the side to see your best friend smiling widely as ever. you looked back to eddie as he no longer stared to where you two were seated. no, he did not look at you. your mind screamed again. you were just here— because chrissy agreed to be here. you were just here. your heart started to melt, you could feel the awful vile lump in your throat seize to make you cry with your own thoughts. eddie doesn’t like you— he doesn’t. you’re just chrissy’s best friend. that’s all you’ll ever be in his eyes. you gulped, noticing as eddie said goodnight to the crowd. they cheered, clapped while you forced yourself to straighten your posture now. how stupid you are to be heartbroken for a man who doesn’t even know you— or know your love for him.

so stupid.

“that was so cool!” chrissy squealed as eddie exited the stage. the other members went straight to your table. chrissy stood up giving each an hug, how smitten they are to be in the presence of her, looking all giddy that the queen of hawkins high had watch their gig. you sat there, quietly, fiddling with your hands, knowing no one would acknowledge you— since they don’t even know you. it was typical, and you were used to it by now.

“sooo…” chrissy started, sitting back as the others told her they would be by the bar. “what did you think of eddie right now?” she wriggled her brows.

you blinked, not sure where this is going. “he’s…w-well, more eddie?”

“angel.”

“ok, he looks cool.” you offered, glancing behind her shoulder to see eddie laughing along with his band mates while he drank a cold beer. his mullet a little haggard from his head banging a while ago. you pursed your lip, admiring him from afar.

“really now? just cool?” she teases.

“i-i don’t know—“

“you find him cute, huh?” she pinches your cheek as you swatted her hand away with a pout, shaking your head.

“oh, c’mon. we’ve been friends for years, angel. i know—“ you quickly pinch her lips, afraid someone might hear that assumption. it was already embarrassing as it is that you were lying to her.

“chris’, please!” you scolded, your pout growing. cute.

“ok, ok, ok. i’m just joking.” she defends, a plan in her mind erupting as she pulls you up to stand up. you look at her confused as she grins, gesturing to the bar. “we have to greet eddie! you’re the one who wanted to see him perform.” she reminded you.

“w-wha— ok, fine.” you sighed as chrissy turned back to capture eddie staring at the two of you. eyes staring at the oblivious you. she grinned again, pulling you towards him, a vacant seat in the middle, a luck for her mini-plan to succeed.

“hey, chris’!” eddie greeted, hugging her as chrissy patted his back.

“you look so cool, munson! not bad.”

“yeah, yeah, yeah. thanks.” he smirked as he turned to you. you temporarily froze for a moment as chrissy urged you to sit beside him while she stood between the two of you. a little irritated she was seeing you two hinder down. like idiots in love! she huffed as she broke the longing silence.

“y/n thought you looked cute today.”

“c-chris’!”

“cute? really? that’s a first. i’m flattered, sweets.” eddie laughed as you averted his gaze. a blush arose to your cheeks, it felt warm as you glowed underneath the dim lights. eddie watched in silence seeing you look around the room, your expression still a bit flushed, you looked too cute when you’re so shy. god, his stomach was feeling funny today.

chrissy couldn’t take it anymore! she grabbed eddie’s arm to pull him away somewhere. eddie was taken by surprise, disappointed he was pulled away from his gawking. she knew you wouldn’t admit your obvious crush you have on the man— though, eddie on the other hand, she knew he would at least have the balls to ask you out if she tells him. he was pretty obvious too.

“the hell was that, chris’?” he sighed, crossing his arms. you watch in distance seeing your best friend and eddie talking with each other at a far distance. you sighed, the vile feeling of jealousy in your gut erupting again.

“i am done with you two. i’m sick of it!” chrissy declares. eddie shoots a puzzled look as chrissy pinched her nose. “if you like her eddie, then ask her out!”

“wait— that’s n-not… i don’t have—“ he blushes, glancing back to you for a moment.

“cut the bullshit please. sometimes, as a certified wingman, i get tired seeing you two hiding it when it’s so painfully obvious.” she sighs as eddie’s eyes widened. you two? hiding it?

“us two? let me get this straight, chris’. i think i’m the only one who’s been hiding it.” he declares, you would never go for him! and he applauds chrissy for being so observant that she knew he’s got a little crushie on you. it always seemed like you didn’t want to talk to him from time to time— averting his gazes, quiet and short conversations, always avoiding him. he was sure you were just swallowing it up to be friends with him because of chrissy. “and i don’t think she’ll ever go for me if you think that—“

you watch in silence seeing those two talk. you sighed to yourself, alone by the bar, fiddling with the napkins now. you felt yourself slowly feel tired at this— wanting to go home and cry. you stood up, heading to the bathroom to freshen up a little, planning afterwards to say your goodbyes to chrissy and the others. the night already tiring you. you need to a grip of yourself. and you couldn’t hold back your disappointment as tears slipped from your eyes, quickly shutting the door behind you.

“it’s true, eddie! i swear!” chrissy argues as eddie shakes his head. no, there was no way you liked him! no way! chrissy might be just fucking with him.

“don’t bullshit me—“

“i am so not, munson! if you think she doesn’t like you, well, i’m reminding you she’s gets too shy around you. i know her.”

“how the fuck am i supposed to believe you?”

“if you go after her then you might as well ask her, herself.” chrissy crosses her arms as eddie snickers.

“this is too— too unbelievable. i don’t want my hopes up.” he mumbles, feeling a little insecure. no one wanted him— he was the freak! a drug dealer and an outcast. he lives in a trailer park and is still repeating his senior year. you deserved someone so much better than him.

“i am not putting your hopes up, eds. when it comes to y/n and you— i very much like to see you two together.” she confesses, offering a comforting smile. eddie licks his lips, the taste of beer and the sweet memory of you gawking at him while he’s on stage pressuring him to go back and talk to you.

“i mean it, munson.”

“yeah. i know. thank you.” he smiles, sighing to himself. for being an idiot for holding himself back.

“go. i’m sure she’s waiting.” chrissy urged as gareth came passing by.

“your friend’s been in the bathroom for a shit long time by the way.” gareth points to the restroom as chrissy looks at eddie worried.

“go!” chrissy urges, knowing that place would be private enough for both of you. eddie nods, walking hastily to there as gareth looks at the situation confused beside chrissy.

“what was that?” gareth sips his beer as chrissy sweetly smiles at him.

“getting your best friend his first girlfriend.” she grins as gareth spits his beer out of shock.

“sweets?” your head shots up from the sink as you heard the door knocking, you shut the faucet off as you wiped your stray tears away. it was pathetic, you dressed up for him— thinking something will happen. you bit your lip, hesitating for a moment. it was embarrassing to face him when you just cried for him.

“y/n? sweets? can i— this will sound weird— can i come in?” he coughs, your eyes widened, he sounded desperate which made you worry. eventually you unlocked the door as eddie came stumbling with an apology as he shuts the door quickly. leaning back against it as the yellow fluorescent light shined at the two of you.

“u-uh, is there something wrong?” you asked, fiddling with your hands again, feeling nervous. eddie stares at you, seeing the dried up tears stain your cheeks. have you been crying? his sense of protectiveness bursted as he cupped your cheeks, wiping the tears off as his brows furrowed.

“someone made you upset? was it a old geezer or a drunk?” he asked, catching you by surprise as you quickly shook your head. what was happening?

“i’m fine, eddie. it’s j-just me.” you meekly confessed, averting his gaze yet eddie stood closer, staring at you with seriousness.

“you?”

“yeah… it’s kinda stupid.” you laughed quietly as eddie grinned. still cupping your cheeks as you blushed at his touch. warm and calloused, it felt oddly tingly as you squirmed in his hold.

“don’t like you seeing you upset.” he mumbles, looking back and forth to your lips. “i’ve been meaning to tell you— something… chrissy just gave me the reality-hit of a lifetime.” he confesses, detaching his hands from your cheeks as he turned to sit on the toilet seat as you waited for him. are they together? your mind wandered as your heart clenched.

“yeah?”

“i—“ he stutters, grasping your hands now to his. pulling you close as you stood between his legs. feeling a little cramped in this restroom. your heart stammered as butterflies filled your stomach.

“i was going to ask you out. on— on a date. i like you, y/n. chrissy told me you liked me, and i-i was wondering—“

“w-wait!” you stammered, he stopped in his words, dread filling his stomach. was it not true?

“y-yeah? shit, sorry— i should’ve…” eddie rambled on as you processed the words coming out of his mouth. chrissy told him? told him that you liked him? you were shocked, you kept this secret for the longest and chrissy knew this whole time? you wondered back when eddie started hanging out with you two. did that start there? nevertheless, you were shocked. shocked at how sneaky she knew!

“and it’s fine if you don’t like me— i get the feeling chris’ thought otherwise and i-i’m sorry—“

“eddie.” you breathed out his name, he stopped, feeling like a spell was cast on him when you uttered his name like a aphrodisiac. he felt his spine tingle as he shut up quickly. you lean down, seeing his pupils turn black at how close the two of you are. you were tired of having to hold back now— so tired of waiting as eddie’s heart thumped loudly.

“y-yeah?” he whispers as you put your hands to rest on his shoulders. he was so desperate, seeing your lips part as he felt the alcohol in his veins make him extra horny.

“i like you too…” you confessed, eddie shuddered at that, relieved. so relieved that he surged up to capture your lips to his. you gasped, his tongue went in as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bending down as he hold on to your hips. you moaned, the sweet daydream coming to life. you were kissing him! finally kissing him! and he liked you! his tongue circled yours, sloppy and desperate it is as his hands squeezed your side. both feeling so drunk and high in the chemicals in your bodies. like as if he had smoked something— that was ten times better. it was all you. your scent, your touch, your lips— everything of you was a drug to him.

he had to thank chrissy later.

you broke away first, exhaling air as you confessed again. “i thought you had a thing for chrissy. b-but me?” you blushed as eddie grinned, pulling you to his lap as you sat comfortably. eddie swore he’d have a heart attack now.

“baby, chrissy’s like a sister to me.” he laughed, cringing at the thought of him and your best friend together.

“but same thing, sweets. thought you didn’t like me that much.” he laughed as you giggled. “but you were just shy, huh? shy for me, baby?” he said confidently, kissing your neck. you whined, his warmth overwhelming as you giggled at how ticklish you are there.

“i’ve liked you for the longest, eds.” you caressed his hair as he hummed, hugging you tight. “just d-din’t know how to say it.”

“should’ve kissed you sooner.” he mumbled capturing your lips again as you caressed his rosy cheeks. he felt himself melt on you as you teased him. he felt so mushy underneath you as you breathed out his name. this wasn’t happening was it? it’s all his dream? kissing you in a bar restroom that kinda smelled like shit? totally romantic. things got hotter as you whined against his lips. feeling a little frisky as eddie smirked, grinding up as you gasped at the hard feeling.

you blushed, knowing what was underneath you. the feeling too overwhelming as you hugged him tighter, knowing hell what he was doing when his hands descended down to your ass making eddie smirk, feeling so smug now. he grasped it confidently as you scolded him, blushing furiously. your shyness seeping back.

“e-eddie, we can’t!”

“i’m making up the lost time, sweetheart. keep that mouth quiet for me, hm?”

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say, thank you, chrissy!

[katscki]

Only You Could

Request: I'd like something about bakugou having a crush (neutral pronouns for reader)

I really hope you enjoy it!!

bakugou x gn!reader

masterlist

wc: 1k

He had so many things to focus on, he couldn’t spend time worrying about his frivolous crush. But how could he not when you’re just so perfect.

He hated you. Katsuki Bakugou was bound for greatness, not love. Romance just wasn’t in the cards for him. Well, that’s what he tells himself at least. He’s a grown man for god's sake, he shouldn’t have all eyes on you. He’s got a goal to focus on!

But boy is it hard to focus when you’re there. The way your soft voice rings through the conference room, the way you lock eyes with him when he speaks, giving him your undivided attention. God, he feels like he can't breathe when you look up at him like that. It wouldn’t be so much of a problem if it didn’t interrupt his work, but on days like today he just wanted to curl up and die.

There were about thirty heroes sitting around the long wooden tables, police officers and government officials standing all around. And even though he hated the media spotlight, the Firey man was the one selected to give the presentation.

“The fuck?! Why me, couldn’t you do it shitty Deku?” He says in his normal harsh tone.

“I-I’m sorry Kaachan, the board wants you to do it since, you um... uh never do them...” His voice getting softer and if Bakugou wasn’t right next to him it would have been inaudible.

Now here he is trying to get this over with as soon as possible going from slide to slide, effectively and efficiently talking about the task at hand. He’s made eye contact briefly with anyone in his line of sight because, even though he doesn’t do it often, the guy’s a great public speaker. But as he makes his rounds, you're the only one he avoids. The poor man doesn’t know if he’ll be able to continue if he looks your way.

But even knowing this, Bakugou gets so engrossed in the presentation he slips up and meets your gaze. Beautiful round eyes looking at him, showing that you’re listening. He stumbles over his words for a second, before stopping completely, just gazing at you softly. But you don’t let this go on for long, assuming he’s nervous. So, to reassure him to keep going, he’s doing great, you send him quite possibly the sweetest smile he’s ever seen in his entire life.

That’s it. He tapped out. He apologizes before swiftly making his way out of the room, seemingly telling everyone he was done, the meeting was done. The action went unnoticed by everyone except the blonde’s best friend. Kirishima jogs out of the room to catch up with him before he makes it too far.

He steps in the elevator just before it closes and the larger male grumbles incoherent words under his breath, his friend's presence completely going over his head. About a thirty seconds pass of the spikey red head waving his hand in front of Bakugou’s face before he finally gets through. “Hellloooo, earth to Katsuki!” He shakes his head seemingly trying to shake the thoughts away along with it.

“What was that about man?” Kirishima speaks in his normal enthusiastic tone as Bakugou glares.

“The fuck are you talking about?” He questions faking innocence. A smirk grows on the other male’s face at the embarrassment his friend must feel.

“Oh, you know, just leaving the room when we were only like three-quarters of the way done because you made eye contact with Y/N. Oh and that little smile they gave you, how cute! They’ve got the biggest crush on you ya know. But you’re not a relationship kinda guy so not like it would matter to you.” He states facing forwards but giving a little side eye to try and see the blonde’s reaction.

“How do you know that?” He growls, taking a step closer to the other male.

The elevator dings off at his floor and as he starts to walk off, he yells, “You can totally see it in the way they look at you. You know what they say bro! The eyes are the windows to the soul!” And just as his sentence finishes out, the doors close once more, only to leave Bakugou mortified. If Kirishima could see it in you, does that mean you saw it in him? What if he was just pulling his leg? What if you didn’t see him like that?

He makes it to his stop, letting the doors open fully before stepping out and making a beeline for his office. He’s a grown man. He tells himself for the nth time this week. His schoolgirl crush wasn’t going to go anywhere and the sooner he realized that the less disappointment there would be in the future.

His phone chiming breaks him out of his thoughts as he goes to see who is bugging him. But as he reads your name, he nearly drops his phone, scrambling out of excitement that you texted him. The lovesick boy tries so hard to contain his enthusiasm when he reads your text.

You: You did so good!!! Def not like those other meetings that drone on forever and ever, anyways I just wanted to tell you good job. :)

Boy the way his heart melted and was practically dripping onto the ground.

Katsuki: No big, I'm good at everything remember.

Cockiness is seeping through his tone even through the screen. Deciding that he’s had enough of this hopeless pining he makes his first big boy move ever.

“Come on, Katsuki. You got this, how hard can asking someone out be.” He whispers to himself.

Katsuki: How about since I did so good, I take you out for a celebratory dinner?

You: Isn't that more like a reward for me? Free food and a handsome date!

Katsuki: Trust me, if you only knew ;)

You giggle at your phone, looking like a crazy person kicking your feet at your desk, squealing in excitement.

Bakugou Katsuki hated you. But only because you make him feel something he thought he never could.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

can i make a request with aot girls + hange with a s/o who accidentally forgot about their anniversary?

LMAO YES-

AOT girls (+ Hanji) with a s/o who accidentally forgot about their anniversary

Paring: mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hanji x reader

“Y/n?” She said as you were making breakfast for you two. “Yes love?” You responded back to her, flipping the eggs. “A-are uhm… are you.. mad… at me?” She questioned hesitantly. You chuckled a bit, “Honey what are you talking about? Of course I’m not mad at you why would I be!” You reassure her smiling back at your wife. “Then uh- why haven’t we talked about.. you know our plans yet..?” Mikasa asked you. “Plans?” You stopped moving around the bacon, thinking. “Wait we had plans?” You looked at her over your shoulder confused.

“Y/n.. are you serious?” Your wife looked side to side, and after realizing with a while of you staring that you had not a clue what she was talking about she finally spoke up, “Our anniversary dinner? Where would you like to go tonight?” She explained. “OUR ANNIVERSARY-?!” Almost flipping the pan over on yourself you exclaimed, “ITS TODAY?!” you looked over at her as she gave a small chuckle and crossed her arms. “Yes love, our third anniversary together, As I’m married together,” she giggled at your surprise.

“WAIT WHAT HOLD- HUH- STOP DROP ROLL- WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS TODAY-“ A blush rose upon your face in embarrassment. “Yes love,” Mikasa jokingly rolled her eyes at you coming over to you and kissing you, cupping your cheeks in her hands while staring at your shocked and nervous face. “I SWEAR TO THE WALLS ITS NEXT WEEK-“.

“That’s funny because the walls are no longer standing,” Mikasa remarked, teasing you.

“AHSTUDB TODAYS THE 8TH THOUGH WHAT DO YOU MEAN-“

“Today’s the 15th babe,” she kissed your forehead, ruffling your hair. “Oh- my- god-“

Sunlight shined in your face. Opening your eyes, you flipped over to your other side with a groan, sleepy and still tired. “You should start getting up babe, it’s almost twelve,” You heard your wife’s voice call out to you. “Mghh…. No…” you whined, “just a few more minutes,” the blonde sat at the vanity in front of the bed, she wore a lovely black dress that was a little bit longer than her knees.

Annie swiped on some lipgloss, smacking her lips together. “What are you getting dressed up for?” You asked her. Annie swung around in her chair and gave you a ‘wtf!?’ Look. “What the hell you mean ‘what am I getting ready for?’,” She mocked.

“Well you look really fancy and nice but why are you getting all dressed up? Especially at this day and hour..” you tucked the thick covers near your face, providing you with warmth. “Y/n are you fuckin’ serious,”

“Well yeah I mean I don’t get why you’re so dressed up you only do that on important days-“

“yeah like important days, LIKE OUR ANNIVERSARY!” she shouted and threw a plush bear at you, “Did you seriously forget!?”

“OWW WHAT THE- wait- ANNIVERSARY?!” You jolted up, eyes widened looking at the blonde. “yeah the fukin’ anniversary we have every year since we’ve been married!?” Annie said crossing her arms. “How the hell could you forget!” She scolded.

“NO IT’S THE 6TH TODAY OUR ANNIVERSARY’S THE 11TH��S!”

“DUMBASS IT IS THE 11TH-“ You both just stared at each other. “Oh my Gooddddd” Annie facepalmed. “Whatever I get to decide where we are eating now since you forgot,”

“BABY IM SO SORRY I THOUGHT IT WAS THE 6TH! I LOVE YOU!” You yelled at her as she slammed the door.

Pieck had been going all week. First with the many hours of training, next planning her little cousins birthday party, then having paperwork to sign and do as a person of the nine, and then babysit Friday, and even many more responsibilities she had to do. It was already Wednesday and she was burnt out so you decided this morning to make Pieck some breakfast in bed.

All week she had worked so hard and she deserves a little break, at least for today. ‘Hmm.. I’ll make Pieck an omelet wrap and pancakes, ’ you thought.

Grabbing all the ingredients, you started first making the egg, and adding in the cheese, ham, and cut up greens to the egg mixture. You cooked the omelet just the way she likes it and wrapped it up in a tortilla wrap.

You got started on the pancakes, adding in berries of sorts and flipping them to a golden brown. The day was calm and settling, so peaceful. You poured her a cup of iced coffee from the carton and then placed it on the tray along with the omelet wrap and pancakes.

(BRO I CANT EVEN WRITE COOKING- I SUCK THAT BAD AT IT 😭😭🔫)

You carried it upstairs and placed a little knock on the door before coming in. Your wife still laid asleep in bed, sleeping with her hair all messed up in her face, and her hands to her side. She truly looked like an angel.

“Peck~” you softly called out her name, placing the tray on the bed. “Love~”

Pieck moaned, exhaustingly. You softly pet the hair out of her face before waking her up with kisses. “Wake up dear,” you giggled as she tried moving her head away from your kissing parade. Your wife finally opened her eyes and stared at you. “Good morning baby~” you smiled at her, kissing her on the forehead. “Mmm… good morning..”

“Here you go love,” you handed her the tray full of food as she sat up. She smiled and giggled a bit wiping her eyes, adjusting to the light.

“That’s a sweet anniversary gift ,” she smiled before kissing your cheek. You smiled back at her only to just realize what she said, “wait, anniversary?”

She looked at you as she was placing a bit of the pancakes in her mouth, “huh? Yeah dear our anniversary, you remembered.. right?.. that’s why you made me breakfast?” She looked a bit confused. A blush or embarrassment rose up on your face, “WAIT ITS OUR ANNIVERSARY?!” You were shocked, looking at Pieck like you’d just seen a ghost. “Uh, yeah love hehe,” she chuckled, “you forgot?”

“NO NO I DIDNT FORGET I UHM- I-“

“It’s okay love,” Pieck giggled at your sight, “I almost forgot it myself! This weeks been way to busy,” she sighed. “PIECK BABY I AM SO SORRY I SWEAR TO YOU ILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU I PROMISE-“

“Love it’s okay!” Your wife laughed, “gosh I’m just happy we made it to three years,” she said jokingly. “I’m sorry really,” your eyes turned sad, “I thought today was the ninth I didn’t know it was the thirteenth,”

“It’s alright love, you can make it up to me by helping me finish this breakfast though!”

“HELLLOOOO MY (princess/prince/Royal)!” Your partner barged into your shared room, swinging open the curtains and blinds, making light come in through. “Ugh…. Hanji..” you groaned, “get the light out of my face…” you whined. “NO WAY!” She said, rummaging through your both’s closet. They then pulled out a lovely black dress. It had a glimmered diamond belt across the waist and a diamond rose at the belt.

(If you’re a male or don’t wear this type stuff, hanji pulled out a brown blazer that matches with their own, and an elegant watch with a chain necklace to go with it, along with the black pants and a black turtle neck to go under)

“Hanji… what are you doing..” you said, irradiated by all the noise. “Wake up! We are going to have the time of our lives out in town today!” She said, “Cant we do that tommorow…” you whined.

“UH- OH HELL NO- ITS OUR ANNIVERSARY AND WE’RE GOING IN TOWN!”

“Wait what-“ you said.

“Hm? What’s wrong?” Hanji questioned. You sat up straight in bed, “IT’S TODAY!?” you grabbed your phone scrambled to see the date, “May 24th” it read. “HUH!?”

“Y/N YOU FORGOT!?”

“I THOUGHT- I-“ you stood there in silence, questioning your existence (LMAO ME)

Your partner laughed at you, “HAHAHAHAH Y/N YOUR FACE, OH MY WALLS THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER- HOW DID YOU FORGET AHHAHAHA,” The maniac laughed.

“But I-“

“HAHAHAHA ITS ALRIGHT BUBBABES WE’E JUST PARTYING TODAY,”

They cupped your cheeks that were bright red from embarrassment, looking you in the eye and smirking with a wink,

“But we’ll do more than party tonight,”

[crispychannie]

“Bestfriend”

Bang Chan x Fem Reader

Genre : smut, NSFW, little fluff (?)

Warnings : vaginal play, slight masturbation (m), receiving(f) mention of ‘kitten’

Summary : Bestfriends to lovers. That’s all you need to know

Word count : 3.5k

Note : Never will I ever be able to write and imagine without giving minimal details and plot for context

2:45 pm

Chan heaved a sigh as he quickly stood beside the curtains, afraid that you must’ve seen him looking at you from his window. He peeped at the now-empty window sill and drew the curtains close. With sunlight finding it’s way through the curtains, the room was still lit. Making his way back to his bed, he discarded the last piece of clothing which covered his privates. Turning to his laptop, he resumed the slide show while bringing his hand to his hard member.

He looked at the pictures, the curves on the body, how the bikini bottom (hehe) was held by nothing but thin strings around the waist, the top, which gave a perfect shape to the breasts. The picture on his laptop changed, it was now a picture in the pool. He held the girl close to him, her hands on his shoulders, they were having fun in the pool. He groaned as his pace grew faster, reminiscing about how turned on he was that day. How he could see her nippels erect with all the water contact to her bare skin.

He shut his eyes close, releasing himself to the thought of her, to the thought of you. He turned his face towards the laptop and enabled the sleep mode. Pulling a few tissues from the box on his side table, he cleaned himself up and walked towards his bathroom. As he walked out of the bathroom, he saw balls of crumbled paper at the foot of his bed which was close to the open window. He walked towards the window and pushed the curtains apart, only to find you in the act of throwing them across.

“I’m coming over” you said from the opposite window in a hand sign language. You grabbed the branch of the tree which ended right near your window and pulled yourself towards the tree, making your way towards Chan’s window.

“Hellloooo sun....” you trailed off as you jumped in from his window sill and saw him in his boxers, at broad daylight.

“Shinneee.... were you sleeping? At this hour?” You asked him.

“I was... hot” he panicked.

“It’s snowing out there” You shook your head in disbelief.

“Were you busy?” You asked as you plopped down on his bed, making yourself comfortable.

“No, I was just chilling.”

“Great then, let’s watch a movie.” You said as you stretched your arm to reach for his laptop.

“Nooo!” He screamed as he shut the screen, acknowledging the fact that you knew the password. “We can’t watch a movie.”

“Why?” You whined.

“I have to work on a project.”

“Oh, then I’ll help you.” You offered.

“Orrr are you hiding something?” You said with a pause and as you lips formed into a smirk. Teasing Chan was your favourite past time.

“Why would I hide anything from you?” He stammered, flustered.

“Then give me your laptop.”

“I- I was... I was looking at pictures of Kim.” He said, defeated.

“You were looking at pictures of your ex... in your boxers?” You raised your eyebrow. You quickly caught up to what he might have been doing. “Okay okay okay okay cool cool cool cool cool.”

He bit the inside of his cheek and looked away. At least he doesn’t know it’s you.

“What did you even see in her? I mean, I’m hotter, any given day.” You mumbled as you rolled your eyes, thinking he didn’t hear you.

“There’s no lie in that” he said to himself as he heard your remark.

“What brings you here though? Finally got some time away from your boyfriend?” He asked.

“Ah.. Dave... yeaaahhh, I broke up with him.” You said as you sat up. His face turned serious and he sat beside you.

“You broke up with doggy Dave? Why? Did he bite too hard?” He joked, earning a glare from you.

“First, he never bit me, if he would’ve I probably wouldn’t have mind it. Second, he was cheating on me. And GUESS who it was?” You turned your face towards him.

“Who?” He tilted his head to the side.

“Kim Hye. They both have had a thing since 5 months.” You said as you held up your fingers in disgust. Chan was shocked, he knew Kim cheated on him. But since 5 months?

“How did you find out?” He asked.

“I found out about Dave from a few people, and then I dug in a little bit more to find out about this outstanding piece of information.” You answered as you pressed your lips together.

Hearing so, he embraced you in a hug. You wrapped your arms around him and shut your eyes close to keep yourself from crying. Chan was always there to make you feel better, to comfort you in your lows. He was there for you from the time your first tooth fell, to your first heartbreak. He was always there. Every time either of you felt like everything was crashing around you, you’d cuddle. Cuddles made everything better.

“Do you want to cuddle?” His voice echoed through his chest. You nodded as you sniffled your nose, tears brimming your eyes.

He pulled you in his arms as you both laid down, pulling the covers over you both. It wasn’t long till you both drifted to sleep.

6:15 pm

Your eyes fluttered open to a dark room, with a pair of arms around you and a chest pressed against your back. You picked your phone from beside the pillow to see the time. Wow, this was a long nap, given the fact that you hadn’t slept in a few days. Bawling your eyes out every night.

Placing your phone back to where it was, you stretched your body. Upon which you felt something brush against your bottom, making you freeze. Is it that you’ve never noticed it before? Or was he just having a wet dream? You turned around to face Chan. Although it was dark, your eyes had adjusted to the lack of light in the room.

You brushed your thumb over his cheek. His skin was soft and as smooth as silk. Only if he wasn’t your bestfriend... things would’ve been so much different., you wouldn’t have to pretend that your heart didn’t flutter every time he held you close, you wouldn’t have to hide your burning cheeks every time he called you a new nickname. At this point, you’ve lost track of all the nicknames he gave. Only if...

Your thoughts were broken as he shuffled under the sheets, making you withdraw your hand quickly and placing it to your chest, looking at him oh-so-innocently as if the thought of him wrecking you never crossed your mind.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

“You’re staring.” He stated as he turned his body around to switch the lights on.

“Hello stalker.” He smiled at you. “Did you sleep well?” You nodded and pretended to stretch your body as he smiled at you.

His eyes practically popped out of his head as he felt a stinging pain in his private, making him create a distance between you and him.

“So umm, will you be leaving now?” He asked he sat up, not removing the covers from his hips.

“Alreadyyyy? We just woke up. We gotta eat and watch a movie and then eat ice cream late at night.” You listed as you sat up and yawned.

Was he trying to make you leave? Chan never asked you when you’d be leaving. He knew he can’t have you around at this moment. Given he dreamt about you. About how he would hover over you and ruin you while you dug your nails in his back as you made the prettiest faces. The thought of running his fingertips over you itself turned him on and he couldn’t control it. He let out a loud sigh and got up.

“Pick a movie.” He said as he passed you his laptop.

With a wide grin, you typed in his password and pressed enter. You were a bit surprised when you saw what was already on his screen. You kept quiet, he was busy dressing up and you didn’t want the laptop to be snatched away from you again. You saw pictures of yourself, some candids you didn’t even know he had taken, memories of you both together, pictures you only sent to him (nothing inappropriate ofc, a little tight clothing a little skin show that’s all). You pressed back to find any folder with his ex in it. None. And then it hit you, he wasn’t looking at his ex, he was looking at you.

Upon realising, you slowly look up to him, he was pulling down his shirt with his back towards you. A million thoughts rushed, should you make a move? He was basically jerking off to you, right? Maybe you should. You chose a romantic movie, something which would set him off, or anything closer.

“Have you seen ‘Call Me By Your Name’?” You asked. He shook his head as to say ‘no’

“I haven’t either. I heard it’s good, and it’s Timothee Chalamet” you pouted as you tried to make your lie as believable as it could. You saw the movie the day it was released, being a huge TC enthusiast.

“You’re really obsessed with him, aren’t you?” He laughed at you which made you smile in response.

“I’ll get some snacks.” He left the room while you searched and readied the movie.

*time skip to movie*

Exactly one hour into the movie and the tension had started to build up between you and him, creating a physical distance between you both. He had a pillow in his lap on which he rested the bowl of popcorn. And so it appeared ; The scene you’ve been waiting for, to make a move, cause you knew Chan would be too shy to do so. As the guy on the screen untied the girl’s bikini top and started kissing her tummy till he went down, you paused the movie and looked at him, he turned his head towards you as to ask “what happened?”

Deep down you were nervous, you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable but might as well take the risk, right?

You took the bowl of popcorn from his hands and placed it on the ground, his eyes never leaving your face because of all the confusing thoughts running in his head. You moved the pillow from his lap, panic striking over his face as he was trying to hide his hard clothed member which was now out in the open. You licked your lips as you locked eyes with him and straddled him, with both your legs on either sides.

Chan didn’t utter a word, although his heart felt like it would explode any moment now. He had dreamt of this scenario in every possible way, and it was finally coming true, why would he withhold himself?

“What- what are you doing?” He stammered, trying to phrase the sentence correctly. His brain had began to short circuit already.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and took his hands and placed them around your waist. He eased up a little and pulled you closer. Your foreheads touching. He still could not believe this, but the smell of your berry flavoured shampoo and vanilla perfume kept reminding him that it’s real. You both gulped hard while your nose picking up the scent of his exquisite yet heavenly cologne.

Everything seemed to freeze the moment your lips touched. He cupped your face and ran his thumb over your cheek. As if to feel your skin and make sure it was really YOU and that he wasn’t dreaming all of this. You could only focus on how soft his lips were and how perfectly they were in sync with yours.

Nothing meant more to him than this moment. The way he had his arm around your waist, how he was already addicted to your lips. It was the warmth and comfort he got. And he was falling harder, craving your scent and feeling you so close to him. But his stupid, STUPID lungs had to find air, he was forced to separate from the kiss and sat there cupping your face with both hands. He kissed your cheek, and then the other, and then your chin, and nose and forehead, and lastly, a peck on your lips, and parted with a smile.

“I wanna ruin our friendship, Chan. I don’t know how to say this, cause you’re really my dearest friend” you breathe out, receiving another peck on your lips in response.

“How long have you waited to do this?” You asked.

“Long enough,” he answered.

“Can I confess?” He asked. You responded with a hum as to say yes.

“I dated Kim to make you jealous... but instead.... you invited us on double dates.” He let out a chuckle.

“She knew I wasn’t into her as much, but she still wanted to date me, I said “suit yourself”. I wasn’t surprised when she cheated on me Y/N, I knew she would. But I didn’t know she would drag HIM into this. I’m sorry.”

“You’re not the reason for my breakup, don’t apologise.” You eyes furrowed.

“Partially, I am. But... I’m pretty sure I can make you feel better than he ever did.” A smirk appeared on his lips as he looked into your eyes. Slowly leaning in, he pressed his lips onto yours, kissing with more fervour than he did before. You ran your fingers slowly through his brown locks while your other hand rested on his broad shoulder, as he gently laid you down on the mattress.

“Can I?” He asked for permission.

“Yes” you nodded. Truth be told, he was scared. He was scared he’d mess up and that everything would rush downhill from there, and he had been dreading that thought. You’ve always been his favourite girl, his partner in crime, and a single mistake would be enough to ruin everything.

He pushed your legs apart and positioned himself over you, resting on his elbows, so that not much of his weight was on you and ran his tongue over your lips. He then intertwined his hand with yours and held it above your head. As he continued sucking and biting on your lower lip, a hand underneath your top, and it went higher and higher and came to a halt at your chest, gently pressing your breast. You gasped a little as he did and he took the chance to slide his tongue in, twirling your tongue with the tip of his.

He dragged his lips to the soft skin of your neck and gently nipped your ear lobe, sipping on the soft flesh, as he wrapped your legs around his waist. Marking you all along your neck and collarbone, he slowly moved his hips towards your core and thrusted forward, grinding on you. All of these light touches and neck kisses heightened your senses and you grew a burning desire to feel him inside.

“Chan...” you breathe out. He took it as his cue and dragged your shirt up with his teeth and left it at your chest, while holding you by your waist. Leaving little pecks and marks all over your stomach, he teased your belly button with his tongue which made your breath shaky. The urge to have him touch you in other places grew.

“Stop.... teasing... me.” You tried to say.

“I don’t want to rush anything kitten. We’ve got lots of time.” He said as he kissed your neck while his one hand lifted your back and the other pulled your shirt off your head. Your chest rising and falling heavily. He kissed your lips as he unhooked your bra and threw it into another dimension. His lips and hand then found their way to your breasts. While he tweaked and palmed your breast, his mouth sucked and bit the other one. Your hands instinctively weaved his hair and pushed his head closer to you. He wanted to paint you with his lips like you were his personal canvas. Earning whimpers and low moans from you. He was enjoying this, taking every second into consideration and feeling each and every inch of your body under his lips. He could feel your impatience underneath him.

Chan kissed his way till your waist and pulled your leggings off completely, leaving you in nothing but your panties. He looked at you from down there. How your eyes were closed already and lips slightly parted. His tongue left strokes on your clothed core, creating a wet patch. He moved the panties to the side and pressed his tongue on your slit, causing you to take a deep breath. He then pressed his lips and sucked on you slit, while his tongue twirled with the nub.

“Chan....” you whined, making him smirk. He took your panties off with his teeth and got back to paying attention on your wet core. Kissing you all over, except where you want him to be. You tugged his hair as a warning. How had it come to this? Didn’t you have the upper hand at the start of this situation? When did things turn 360?

His lips left you which made you groan.

“Have a little patience kitten.” He said as he took his shirt off and kissed your jaw. He sat between your legs and extended his arm towards you.

“Get up.” You looked at him, confused. Yet, you gave him your hand and he pulled you up. Leaving soft kisses on your lips, he sat behind you, and made you rest yourself on his bare chest. He placed his hands on your thigh, signalling you to spread your legs. Kissing your neck, he massaged your breasts and slowly moved one hand down to your core, playing with the tip of your core with his thumb. You slipped out a moan with all the stimulation. Chan kept leaving tiny kisses over your shoulder and behind your ear. He slowly slid his middle finger inside, causing you to moan a little louder. Drawing figure eights on your clit, he slid in another, making you arch your back. Your moans became more lewd as he slowly picked up the pace.

Your hand trying to grip on to something as the knot in your stomach tightened, you gripped the sheets to the point where your knuckles turned while, and your other hand on Chan’s neck, who was still behind you. Fingering you at an inhuman speed, you came closer to your release.

“Are you close baby?” Chan whispered in your ear.

“Yes, so close.” You moaned out. He swiftly laid you down and placed himself in front of your core. As he kept fingering you, he licked you up and down, your hand gripping his hair in response. Your moans grew louder as you reached your high.

“Chan... I’m-“ you tried to speak in between lewd moans.

“Let it out baby, let it out.” He said. It was as if you were waiting for his permission to release. Tears brimmed your eyes and you felt like your legs would give out. He sucked as if he was being treated with his favourite juice. “You were perfect.” He said as he slowly removed his fingers, causing you to whimper because of the hollow feeling. He moved up to your mouth and ran his thumb over your lower lip, which made you open your mouth. Looking into your eyes, he put his two fingers in your mouth, which you sucked obediently, twirling your tongue around them, cleaning your juices off. Chan bit his lip.

“You see how sweet you taste? How can you look so innocent while you do this?” He asked as he removed his fingers and placed soft kisses on your lips and neck. He laid down beside you. You moved yourself to position yourself over him, ready to give him some pleasure.

“No princess.” He said as he pushed you back on his bed, turning you towards him.

“We can do that later. I only wanted to make you feel good.” He said as he wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your shoulder.

“But-“ you got cut off by Chan kissing you. He broke the kiss and smiled.

“I’m happy.” He said and planted a kiss on your forehead. “I love you so much Y/N.” and pulled you close.

“I love you too, Channie.” You said as you wrapped yourself around him.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, come on.” He said and took you by your hand to his washroom. After cleaning up, he gave you his hoodie, he always wanted you wear his hoodies. While you were putting his hoodie on, you heard him chuckle. You pulled your head through and looked at him as to ask ‘what’s up?’

Pulling you close, he kissed your temple. “We didn’t start this the correct way, but.. would you do the honour of being my girlfriend?” He chuckled.

“I don’t know Chan.” You pressed your lips together, making it look like you were considering his proposal. “Maybe if you took me out on a date, I would.” You looked at him and smiled. He left a tiny peck on your lips.

“I would love to. Wanna have breakfast with me? Then we’ll go someplace, where it’s only you and me.” He said as he laced his fingers with yours.

“Sounds amazing.” You said, resting your foreheads together.

[stormblessed95]

I was just wondering what your thoughts are about Jimin reacting to Hwasa's performance? I know you've probably been asked this so many times and it's boring now but it always stays in my mind for some reason. It just seems like he was really in to it. What do you think?

Hellloooo sure, we can talk briefly about Hwasa. Here is the reaction video of just Jimin, with a brief cut of Tae reacting to her hip thrust too which okay lol

And this was a silly edit, but cracked me up, all 7 members reacting to her turn around and strut at the start of the song:

Personally, he looked like he was captivated and impressed by her performance. Did he think she was hot? I mean, objectively I would be shocked if he didn't, she is 1. Gorgeous and 2. An incredibly powerful performer. She dominanted that stage. Does that mean he was attracted to her? Not necessarily. You can appreciate how objectively beautiful and sexy a person is and you can appreciate that person as a performer and an artist without being sexually attracted to them. I could not tell you if he was attracted to her or not. I can tell you that he was definitely enjoying her performance. His smirk could have been simply from the intensity of her opener to the song and strut. Appreciation for a fellow artist he knows.

It's also worth mentioning that Hwasa caught Tae's attention with her butt grab move at a different show once as well, but again, it seemed like an appreciation way. Because Tae imitated her in their own dance practice later, it obviously stuck with him. Lol:

I'll also just point out here again that you can find someone hot and not be attracted to them. Think of all the lesbians, or anyone else who doesn't like men, who stan BTS. Quite a few of them gush over how hot the boys are on Twitter but that doesn't mean they would ever want to sleep with them. Or I watched this reaction video to Jimin's Filter just a little bit ago that cracked me up, 2 men who are straight who kept talking about how sexy Jimin was through the whole performance. Making jokes about wishing he WAS attracted to men to feel the full force of it because he could still feel how hot Jimin was during that show regardless.

So in conclusion, I can't tell you what Jimin was thinking there, unfortunately I have no access to his innermost thoughts like this, but it is important to remember that admiration does not always equal attraction. Clapping after a hard and/or sexy move does not equal attraction. When Jimin ripped his shirt off in MAMA 2014, you had male idols and female idols gasping, pointing, looking incredibly excited and thrilled. Even years later, idols would still mimick Jimin ripping his shirt off when they would see him on stage again. Every male idol who reacted is not going to be gay and/or attracted to Jimin. He did something sexy and cool, they reacted with appreciation and enjoyment. Similar to Hwasa being sexy on stage here as well. Appreciation and enjoyment are evident, attraction is harder to say. Doesn't mean it's not there, I just don't think it's incredibly obvious either. Does that make sense? Who knows. It's late for me here, I'm totally rambling at this point. Sorry! Hope this helped a little 💜

[shanitani]

I wanna glomp the Traffic Light Trio in MHA. The reader goes to Shiketsu and isn't allowed to date bit when they do a crossover training and get paired up with them, they end up hugging them and the boys thinks it's affection but they get SUPLEX-

I love your writing tho, just found ya deep in the recents

contains : todoroki x reader , bakugou x reader , midoriya x reader

a: sooo I didn’t know if you meant todoroki, bakugou and midoriya or midoriya denki and kirishima so I guessed... [this was qeued! I’ll be back when i’m feeling better.]

Ok so background information: 

your quirk is that you can copy others(Just like Monoma’s) and yours works by touching the other person - you have an advantage of being a pretty girl though so people get so flustered that you’re touching them and doesn’t even realize it’s your quirk at work.

“Ready for this?” Camie murmered in your ear fixing the last of her clothes before giving you a glimpse, you nodded smirking while fixing the last of your pieces and stretching for the remainder of time before Shiketsu made it’s way into UA’s training room.

“I wonder if that cute boy will be there, Todoroki.” Camie hummed in silence straying towards her thoughts as you laughed at her antics, “Camie we’re supposed to be fighting them - not asking for their numbers.” 

“There was another cute one for you too! Bakugo I think is his name?” she looked in the air, holding her finger on her chin. You looked down at the floor, twisting your head in circles to stretch it out. “Now you know my father. Rock Lock doesn’t want me having relations with people. Say’s it’s a distraction”. Camie rolled her eyes sighing loudly, “Oh whatever, forget Rock Lock. You’re a teenager you should be doing whatever you want. We still are normal people.”

You, Camie aswell for the others in Shiketsu reached the UA doors, “Hellloooo Shiketsu! thanks for coming!” Present mic boomed over the loudspeaker earning a groan from Aizawa. “Hello Shiketsu, We’ve already made your pairs so let’s just get started. Your partners were based off of your skills, combat training, and rankings. Everyone gets a 30 minute round.” Aizawa nonchalantly went through the lists of names, only catching your attention when he said yours. 

“Y/N, Today you’ll be paired up with Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugou. Going in that order.” you ruffled your hair a little, glancing at the three nonchalant boys and sighing, this is gonna be tough.

TODOROKI

At first he was hesitant and keeping his distance, he didn’t know what you were capable of 

You knew a bit about his power but only what Camie described as “ice on one hand and fire on the other”

you didn’t know how powerful he was in long and short distances though, so you had the short straw since your movements are short distance attacks.

You strategized and hugged him when he wasn’t looking.

flustered boy.

You grunt in anticipation while Todoroki was melting the ice off your bottom half, he got the first point and only needed 3 more to win this battle between the both of your sparring. You could see his small smirk as you waited, shivering from the intense ice and cold inching your body temperature - slowly coming back to normal.

Once the ice had melted off your arms and legs, you reached out to the bi - color boy giving him a tight hug. If you hadn’t known any better, you could’ve swore you felt his left side heat up. His cheeks were flushed red and his eyes bulging out of his body. He’d never gotten any type of affection like you gave him, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it. Despite the faint sweat smell and few pro hero’s watching you hug the boy - it was comforting to say the least. Right when he was about to reciprocate the touch - he felt your left shoulder heat up just like his. 

He stepped back cautiously, trying to strategize how you made your quirk into his, “Yeah. Your quirk is pretty cool honestly, wouldn’t mind taking it and seeing if you can escape your own powers.”  You shot the ice surrounding the boy, all the while fire coming towards his direction simutaneously; and he could do nothing but let you get your point in defeating him.

MIDORIYA

poor boy is so confused how you did it

until he realized that hug wasn’t for affection but it was for your quirk to activate.

but he catches on quick.

You were fond of Midoriya and his constant rambling and questioning about your quirk with his small notebook in one hand and his pen in the other. ‘this is my chance’ you thought to yourself before grasping to boy in your embrace. He gasped shyly - almost inaudible; before wrapping his hands around your waist subconciously. “You’re so cute Izuku! but I rather show you my quirk rather than tell you. What’s the fun in that?” you smiled parting from his warmth, before turning on the full cowling through your legs.

His genuine smile left turning into a freightened one, looking at All Might silently freaking out about how you copied his quirk. All Might wasn’t any help however, eyes blown wide and standing in his seat to get a better look at you. “Jesus how do work this quirk, I feel like my bodies gonna break.” your murmured before focusing the energy towards your fist going into Midoriya’s direction sending the poor boy flying.

BAKUGOU

This boy was hard to contain

he would NOT give you any openings whatsoever

you just prayed he would have one weak spot, or at least one opening for you to touch him.

But deep down you knew that wasn’t gonna happen 

so you had to compromise with yourself and go to Plan B

“Hey Bakugou! that’s your name right?” The blonde boy grunted in response not wanting to look at his opponent anymore than he had to. You sucked in your breathe preparing for the boy to send you in flames when you hugged him, ”I saw your work at the UA festival on TV. just wanted to say I really admired you.” you held your tongue ready for the outcome; but he just stood there shocked - hands at his sides and body tensed. It only took him a second to come back to his senses as he pushed you off of him making you fall to the floor groaning at the impact.

“What the hell? don’t fucking touch me! I don’t even know your ass and I won’t hesitate to send you flying.” He looked at you for a second, wincing at your hunched figure that he had cause by sending a little to much force in his push. He didn’t mean to hurt you, just get you off of him because he didn’t like the emotions flowing through his body.

“Right. Sorry!” you apologized heading into the training room to be examined by the pros, hiding the smirk that pulled at your lips. “I’m not holding back.” He shouted, sparks forming in his hands. “Didn’t expect you to. I can tell from your quirk that this really puts an impact on your hands huh? you’re brave! this shit hurts like hell just trying to activate it.” He opened his mouth ready to yell right back, before closing it again as your words finally hit his senses, how do you know?

for the first time, Bakugo grew silent - which only gave you enough time to activate his quirk and hit him aiming for his stomach. He flew into the walls, only causing him to grow angrier. “How the fuck did you steal my quirk?” “Less talking more fighting. This is your quirk, and I just threw you in a wall? embarrassing.” you scoffed, bringing the sparks back to your hands once more.

masterlists

[is-nini]

Prince bakugou x Princess reader

warning:

Using vibrator on public, spanking, degrading, brat taming (kind of), smut, cursing

A laugh was heard throughout the ballroom where the party was held, today was you and Katsuki's 5 year anniversary party. Its has been such a long time since you both been togather and on that 5 years he has gone a little bit  softer towards people he care about.

Sometimes he becomes a tsun tsun, but mostly he speaks the truth and just wanted the person he cares about to be safe. People can already imagine how soft he is for you when you're both alone, only if they knew how different both of you are.

People always saw you as a forward girl, you never really keep a secret unless it's really REALLY secretive, despite that you're a pretty innocent girl. People even wonder, how can you both be togather.

They don't know that you're not as innocent as you seem.

You link hands with Katsuki while greeting the people who came to congratulate you, they bow down as they greet Katsuki, He returned their greetings with nodding his head and with a 'i could've careless' face.

That is until a man walks towards you and kiss your hand a couple of second longer. You didn't notice it, but your fiancé sure did. He glare at the guy but his glare is ignored by the guy.

Noticing Katsuki's glare you turn to look at him and tug his hand a bit while walking a little away from the crowd, seeing as everyone is busy talking.

"What happened baby? Are you okay? You look pissed for a while there".

He turned to look at you and take your hand that has been kissed by that guy and kissed it, licking it a bit.

"K-kastsuki?!".

You shriek, he put his hand on top of your mouth and shush you up, he slowly get near your ear and lick it, watching you squirm with a giggle in his part.

"Shut up, if you don't wanna get eaten dear".

He demand, you're slowly clutching the fabric on his chest, a blush dusted your cheeks as your breathing falters a bit.

From the distance you can see the same men that kissed your hand a second longer wave to the both of you, you slightly pushed Katsuki away and fan your face a second before looking at him, same innocent smile present on your face.

You really likes (f/c) when you saw a embroidery with (f/c) within his clothing, you instantly gush over it. Not even noticing the glare Katsuki gave him. From embroidery to shiny things on his outfit. Katsuki's outfit is so much more superior than this man of course but because you have seen it a couple of times.. the speciality that it holds just.. gradually decreases.

Katsuki clears his throat, you turned to look at him and noticed that- you have been ignoring him! So you jump towards him and hug his hand while saying goodbye to the men as you both walked to greet other people.

"Ah- you have such a pretty dress!" "You're outfit is amazing".

Being surrounded by high status people, they bound to wear a fancy stuff and you're gushing over them as if you has never been spoiled by him before. This is Katsuki's anniversary with you. You sould be with him not them, he sighed thinking of ways to make you remember him- and he just got an idea.

"Babe, come here".

He stated out, catching your and the people around your group attention, you waved goodbye to them and walk towards your fiancé with a huge smile on your face.

"Yessssss???".

You asked looking up at him with cute eyes of yours. He pulled you to the exit door quietly while shushing you and take you out of the ballroom. You looked at him confused and stare at him, concern is presented all over your face.

"Something's wrong..?".

You asked, he just flashes you that hot smirk of his and lead you to your bedroom. You can feel yourself getting a bit wet just because of his smirk alone. As you enter you bedroom Katsuki turned to look at you.

"Strip".

He demand, you're dumbfounded as to what he said. Why.. the sudden.. demand.

"Wh-what?". You managed to stutter out.

"I'm not repeating myself. Do it, you're a good girl aren't you?". When he said it like that it's so unfair.. your legs is trembling as you slowly take off your dress and put it on the bed, bending your body.

Katsuki growl and in a matter of second he grab your butt and squeeze it, making you squeal. He nibble on your ear making you squirm, he hold your hips tighter.

"Don't move too much missy".

He pulled one of his hand away from your ass and take something from the Drawer. You felt something went inside your not wet pussy and moan, accidentally grinding on Katsuki's cock.

He push the thing inside you and then you heard a click, you felt a sudden jolt of vibration, it took you a while but now you know that it is a vibrator inside you.

You whine and bending your body more, feeling pleasure course through your body, Katsuki clench your hips and rubs your hips slowly and sensually.

"This thing will vibrate whenever you leave of forget about me, and i get to control this vibrator for the whole day, don't be a brat if you know what's best for you".

He growled out, pushing you to the bed, he grab your hips up a little and slapped your thighs and butt.

"K-KATSUKI- HAHNGG~".

he laughed at your moan and leave your trembling body alone for a while as he fix his pants to hide his hard on more.

He takes your dress as you slowly bring yourself up from the king size fluffy bed and seeing your dress on his hand.

He helped you wear your dress, the skirt slowly and softly goes down to your knees. He grab your hand softly and lead you to the ballroom again. Before you both went in, he whisper to you again.

"Remember don't be bratty or else".

You nod as you wet in togather. Everyone turn their head towards the both of you again and swarm you both.

"Uhm... Pardon my behaviour but.. why is your face red?".

A woman asked, you widen your eyes and shake your head, saying that it's just because it's hot. People gradually ask questions here and there and as a good host and friend, you answer all of them.

Katsuki notice your hand slowly slipping away. He just reminded you to not forget about him and now you're slowly going away, you need to be taught a lesson.

He shove his hand inside his pants slowly and press the high button on the vibrator as he indulge himself in some talk.

"Well for me, i think tha-!".

You stopped mid way, feeling intense vibration on your pussy, you tremble and look down to the floor, people look at you with concern. Katsuki turn it off again, giving time to breathe. You look up to the concerned faces and smile.

"Apologies... I might've drink too much".

You said with the polite and bubbly voice, they nod and went back to conversing, bringing you in the conversation once in a while.

You look at katsuki and glare at him a bit, he noticed your glare he tsked. That's a very bratty behaviour, how dare you glare at him?. He smirked at you as he felt your hand snake around him, bringing him to the conversation.

A girl suddenly came up to you and tug your skirt, you look down at her and instantly know her.

"ERIIIIIIIIIIII, HELLOOO".

you greet to her as she giggles and greet you back, she take one of the flower on her head as you hug hen and pulled her up, hugging her panda style.

"Hellloooo prettyyy princessssssssss".

She said, giving you that cute smile of hers. A man with dark hair comes from behind her and greets you, you bow down to him respectfully.

"Hello your majesty".

You greet him, he is a man that people don't really notice and know, the only thing they knew is that his kingdom has a pretty big influence and that he is one of the three kings that rules. Aizawa is his name.

"Apologies, is Eri causing you trouble?".

He asked with a meloy voice, you answer him back, conversation started to form between the three of you.

Katsuki smirk and turning the vibrator mid way, you're knees are trembling as the vibrator slowly goes up. Aizawa is a very observant man and he noticed your knees trembling, he took Eri from your hand and touched your shoulder, looking at you with concern.

"I-is..pretty princess okay?".

Eri asked, you nod your head as you felt beads if sweat slowly drops from the back of your hair. You excuse yourself and look for Katsuki as fast as you can.

Trying to keep up a smile while the vibrator is on max is so hard, you're almost limping and when your knees almost gave out a hand reached out towards you and hold you up.

"Are you okay baby?".

Katsuki asked, because his face is right beside you, you can see his smirk, you launched yourself to him as you tremble and beg softly. Katsuki look at the people surrounding the both of you.

"It seems the princess has drink too much, excuse us for a moment".

He said, when the maid and guard try to help your "drunken" form but Katsuki hold his hand up as a stop sign and gave them a slight nod.

"It's okay, i will handle her".

He demand with a strict voice, bringing shivers down their spine as they nod quickly and make a way for the both of you. You cling more and more to Katsuki to the point where you're almost Infront of him.

"P-please i-i need-!".

He shush you as he brings you to your bedroom again. He locked the bedroom door and throw you to the bed.  Eyes looking at you as if you're a prey, but you're too busy to care.

"P-please! please! so-Sorry!”.

you beg out as he walks towards you, grabbing your damp panties, grabbing and pulling it aside, seeing your pussy clenching and unclench on the vibrator. As he shove the vibrator deeper inside you moan out, back arching because of the pleasure.

"HA-AHHNNGG KA-KATSU! KATSUU! WANNA CUM! I WANNA CUM!".

you moan out, he pull the vibrator away from you suddenly, making you moan and whine at the loss.

"no, no cum for now".

He slapped your pussy, and stroke it a couple of times and slap your thighs. He ripped your dress and now you're bare with only your bra, he pinch your nipple from your bra and squeeze it hard making you yell out because of the pain and pleasure.

"wanna disobey me? You're making the wrong choice dear. Stupid dumb girl, cannot handle her punishment but decided to go out of line".

You arch your back and grab his hand with both of your hands, hips grinding to the bed a little as a trail of your wet essence running from your thighs to the both of your bed.

"so wet. Did you do it on purpose? Ignoring me on purpose to get punished hm?".

You shake your head as fast as you could while you hand grab towards the bed sheets as you felt his hand making their way to your pussy.

He spread your leg wide open brutally. He grab your thighs and pull it up against him. Now the only thing touching the bed is your back while you're thighs and hips is up in the air, moving and wiggling, trying to grind on anything-.

You felt a wet Tongue across your clit, you moan out a high pitched sound as he started to eat your cunny out.

"KATSU! KASTU! P-PLEASE! AHNNGGG~ SO GOOD!! WANNA CUM- CUMMIES!".

you scream out. He keep eating your pussy as if he will never eat again tomorrow he lick aggressively and messily he felt your cunny clench around his tongue, he pull out suddenly and kitten lick your pussy little by little, he saw your pussy throb and as he give your pussy one last hard lick, you squirt all over the air.

He didn't even bother to care about your squirt. He throw your hips down to the bed roughly, because of the impact, vibration is going through your pussy again, making you moan and squeal as your pussy keeps spitting out that sweet nectar of yours.

"hahahhahah, bitch, you're a bitch. Can't even handle my tongue for so long huh, what a slut. My slut".

He opened his outfit as a zipper comes along after that, he pump his now big, hard, thick veiny cock in front of your stomach.

His lay his cock across your stomach, his big long hard cock reaching your belly button, and that thing is not even inside you yet.

He slapped his cock on your pussy a couple of times and shove it inside you. You squeal and moan a high pitched tone as he entered, you can feel his cock bulging on your stomach as your pussy started to throb again.

"stupid bitch is gonna cum? Cum for her majesty? Almost Cum for my cock just by me putting it in? How slutty".

His dirty words is lacing your head with lust as he pull out and shove it inside again, making you wail as you cum hard again on his cock.

"cumming? Cum again baby? You cum again huh? Slutty bitch, cute little pussy cannot handle this giant thick cock? Pathetic".

You wail around as your body tremble, he started to move in and out so slowly, you can't- it's too slow and luckyly he noticed it too.

"fuckkkk your pussy is sucking me in so much baby. Your pussy is so fucking tight".

You felt like your body was on fire, around course through your vein, you're gonna take everything, no complaints, the only thing out of your mouth is his name and his only.

"katsuki, katsuki, is that the only thing that can spill from your mouth hmm?".

He mocked you, your tongue is out of your mouth now, jaw wide open, feeling soo good because of his cock. You stopped chanting his name for a while to glup your saliva and started chanting more. Your eyes is hazed with lust and your breast bounce so aggressively because of every thrust he made even though he is slow.

"f-fuck I'm cumming, take my cum inside you, gonna make your stomach full of cum".

Your pussy is throbbing, cumming again on his cock. He growled and slam one last thrust inside, you feel his cum filling you up. So god damn good.

"SO GOOD! KATSUKI CUM GOOD!".

you can't even make a normal sentence, you felt his cock slowly pulls out along side his cum until he take his finger and shove the cum inside you again.

Your whole body is jolted upward because of his powerful thrust from his hand mouth hangs open and eyes filled with lust and love gaze directed towards him.

"hahh... Pretty baby, soo so good for me, good job, good job".

He does turn soft for you, but didn't change the fact that he had fucked you until your IQ drops to 0.

He gave you sweet words as he slips beside you too. He shush you and cradles you. You felt a scent touching your nose. Katsuki has light up a scented candle to relax your further. He takes a cloth and dab your body, your face to your pussy. Giggling, he shove inside his cum inside you slowly and playfully, making you wet again, he saw your essence drops down on his hand.

"baby you're tired. Go to bed, we can do 2 rounds tomorrow okay".

He said playfully as he kissed your neck and the proceed to peppering your face with kisses. He takes a baby bottle beside the bed, he knows it will be hard for you to drink from a cup and asking you to suck a baby bottle will be harder for you, especially on your worn out state so he decided to buy you a baby bottle that he can squeeze so all you need to do is glup it down.

"good girl. Good baby for me, i love you".

After those words you slips into darkness and into dream land.

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Katsuki turns his gaze towards the door that's slowly opening, he covers your figure with a blanket and look at the figure that's standing on the door way with a lazy but serious look on his face.

"young love. Daring to use a vibrator Infront of hundreds of people on your anniversary? Interesting".

Aizawa state with a smirk on his face as he slowly leans towards the door after closing it.

"shut it old man, you enjoyed the show".

Katsuki gruff out as he stroke your head slowly, Aizawa smirk and nod a little.

"were only 5 year difference. And yes i do enjoy it".

Katsuki smirk back at him as he kissed your head.

"yeah.. she'll know when it's your turn. She is ours afterall".

Katsuki stated, Aizawa uncrossed his hand and look seriously towards him.

"don't forget Shoto too, and Hitoshi. She's theirs too".

Katsuki groan out and nod his head as the two boys admire your sleeping state.

Your secret is safe with this men. You saved them and their love grows on you, even though they don't get along with eachother that well, they are ready to put their differences aside. Just for your love

/OKAY! Thankiu for reading! I hope you enjoyed this.. i changed up Aizawa's age a bit.. alot of people seems to like him so.. i hope you don't mind me putting him on the mix,. Just a little funsies. Again thankiu okay! Have a good dayyy/

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Hellloooo! I love love love your page! Is there a way you can write a Yuto smut? He’s daddy asfff.

Hiiii! Omg its been ages since I last posted here but since im back in the fandom, i'll present to you a Yuto smut as a comeback ^^

Please enjoy this short Adachi Yuto smut 😈

TW: degrading and edging

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It's been a year since you last saw your boyfriend. You understand that it's because he's an idol but you still can't help but to miss him so badly and wish he never entered the kpop industry so you can keep him by your side. But what can you do? It's his dream he's a little kid.

As you patiently wait for his call, you heard your mom call you to eat dinner. Since there's an unspoken rule in your house that no gadgets are allowed in the dining table, you decided to just leave your phone on your bed.

"What's for dinner, Mo—" your eyes widen when you saw your boyfriend, Yuto, beaming at you. Literally brightening the whole dining with his smile.

"Yuki-san," he called while walking near you "how are you?" he continued, still with a wide smile plastered on his face.

Too overwhelmed with emotion, you just hugged him tight. Earning a chuckle from the younger.

"Yuto, when did you arrive?" you said, cupping his face in your hands. "You should have told me you'll be coming home so that I could have waited for you at the airport."

He chuckles again. "Then that would have ruined the surprise, silly." You mom answered for him. You knew your father's disappearance early that day was suspicious.

"Now, I know you miss each other but I'm hungry. Can we please eat now?" everyone laughed at what your father said.

The dinner went well, it's filled with laughter as Yuto share what have happened in the last year he stayed in Korea. He said they finally had their first win and how many people recognize them now.

Your parents went home after dinner, saying they'll just visit again after a week and that you two should enjoy your time together before Yuto comes home to his family.

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You stared lovingly at your boyfriend as he sat on your bed. Soaking in his presence, making sure you're not dreaming.

"You know there will be a big hole in my face by tomorrow if you don't stop staring at me" and that made you come to your senses.

"Well I'm sorry sir but I just miss you very much. I've been waiting for you to call all day since I know you don't have any schedule." you jokingly throw a small stuff plushie and then rolled your eyes on him.

"Oh, you were waiting for my call, huh?" he smirked, and you definitely know what he meant with that.

You turned red and his smirk grew bigger.

"Of course, I wanted to see your face and hear your voice." you stood up from the bed, walking to your big glass window. The city lights twinkles, lighting up the busy roads.

Getting distracted with the cars and people, you didnt realize that Yuto got up from the bed. He gently kissed your exposed shoulder, sending shivers down your spine.

"I miss you." he whispered. "I miss you so bad." his kisses are light as a feather as he move to your neck.

"I miss you too." you said back, almost breathless.

He made you face him, too impatienly. You lost your balance but he caught you. Pinning you now on the window, kissing you too aggressively.

Your apartment's on the 8th floor, not that high from the ground that its possible that if you have sex with him right there, people will see you. With that thought on mind, aroused you even more.

As he move to kiss your neck and leave his love marks, he didnt even bother to remove your shirt. He carelessly tries to remove your pants. Too desparate to think properly.

You help him with his pants too, unbulking amd unbottoning it in a swift move.

When he moaned in your mouth from being free, you took that chance to let your tongue inside his mouth. Accidentally biting on his lower lip when he inserted two fingers inside you.

"Oh fuck." he hissed, licking the part where you bit him. "I'm sorr— AAAAAAAAAH" you screamed, he didn't even let you finish apologizing when he pumped his fingers inside you fast.

"What the fuck did I tell you about biting me?" he looked angry. "I— I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. Please." you said, voice shaking.

When he felt your walls tightening around his fingers, he slowed down. Earning a whimper of dissatisfaction from you.

"How could you forget that? Was it because you have been punished?" he continues with his slow pace, looking at your face for reaction. He went faster again, slowing down whenever he'll see a satisfied reaction from you.

"Yuto, please." you begged, hoping he's listen to you.

"What did you just call me? Yuto? Who am I if we're alone?" you gulp, you shouldn't have called him by his name especially during times like this.

When he didnt hear any answer from you, he removed his fingers inside of you.

"I guess I should go. If you won't act properly, then what's the point huh?" he started wearing his pants again. You stopped him, grabbing his hands.

"Daddy, please. Don't go. I'll do anything." you said, still holding his hands.

"How can I not go when you're like that? It's like you're forgotten who I am."

"No, please. You're my master. I'll be a good girl, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." tears almost rolled down your eyes while saying that.

Even though you are older than him by 3 years, you are well aware that Yuto likes it when he feels dominant. Especially when it comes to this type of situation. He likes to be praised how good he is and how you'll do anything to satisfy him.

He smirked, a thought playing in his head.

"Why don't you removed your shirt and press yourself on the window? Show how much of a whore you are. Show them what you wsnt me to do to you." he sat down on your bed again, watching your every move.

You sighed when the cold air hits your exposed nipples, hardening visibly.

You faced the window again, pressing your upper body on the glass and spreading your legs apart.

Yuto can see your ass hole as you spread your ass cheeks apart before proceeding to play with your pussy.

He unconciously licks his lips, feeling out of breath.

You screaming his name, when you inserted three fingers inside you. Yuto was amazed at how wet you look. Pumping three fingers inside you with ease.

You repeatedly call him daddy, really feeling yourself.

His pants are now too tight for his liking so he just decided to come behind you and pressed his clothed cock on your area. He's humping even in the slightest collision. Your soft moans are too much for him that he impatiently freed himself, immediately thrusting into your wet cavern.

You screaming because of how sudden he entered you, you bet your neighbors heard you.

His thrusts are fast and deep. As if he's trying to reach a certain part inside of you.

"Daddy, please. Harder." with that, he slowed down but his thrusts are harder. You can feel the window glass almost vibrate from the impact.

"Open your eyes, look down below. People can see how much of a slut you are." he said as he grabs your hair. You just replied with a moan.

"Whose slut are you? Huh? Who owns you and your filthy body?" you didn't answer, instead you just moaned louder. "Fucking asnwer me you bitch." his fasten his pace and even hsrder than earlier pinned you more on the window.

"Yours! I'm— am fucking yours! I am Adachi Yuto's." you moaned screamed. "You'll always be my daddy and I am your little slut" with that Yuto felt your walls tighten around his cock.

He slowed down his pace again, making you cry. "Please, I'm cumming. Let me cum, pleade." You begged but he didnt listen. He just continue fucking you slow but harder. His low grunts adding to how horny you are.

One last hard thrust before he went crazy. His pace is almost animal like and both of you are a moaning mess.

Almost at the same time, both of you came. Yuto not stopping to ride your high, making you continuesly scream his name and ask him to stop.

When he felt his last seeds inside you, he finally stopped. He let his cock rest inside you as he kiss your back. Feeling your chest go up and down in a steady breathing pace.

After a few seconds, he pulled himself out of you. He picked you up bridal style and laid you down on your bed.

He lays next to you and smiled at your lovingly. "I'm sorry if I was too rough. I love you." you shook your head and peaked his lips.

"It's okay. I missed you so much and I love you more." he kissed your forehead and pulled you closer to hug you tighter.

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The end.

Omg, it's longer than what I expected but please tell me what you think. It's been a while since i last written especially smut so I am rusty asf.