#Thorst Writings

[adrift-in-thyme]

Wip Tag Game

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. sketch titles? comics? dnd campaigns? if you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

Thanks for the tag @anakincito !! <3<3

*takes a deep breath* Here we go! These are just the ones I’ve started since I was last tagged cause otherwise the list would be terrifying

Hero’s Shade

Fall Zelink

One bed Ganlink

Zelda and Link bond

Guardian Parts

All the Things We Couldn’t Say

Elephant in the room

Can’t Pass Out (botw)

Totk whump

Botw whumptober fic

“I’ve got a pulse”

Botw nightmare fic

Tagging @woulduknowmore @starport-seven-five @breathinginthissilence @louwhose @zeldaelmo @invisible-hand @eithniel @heyaritou @thorst @ingridgradient @kaleidoscope-eyez @midnottart

[sloppyzengarden]

Tumblr game:

15 Tags, 15 Mutuals:

Thank you to, @why-what-no for tagging me. (I'd consider us mutuals)

1. Are you named after anyone?

Technically Yes, I was named after an old Afrikaans song.

2. When was the last time

you cried?

This week while watching True Spirit on Netflix. I sobbed. No reason for it to be that devastating.

3. Do you have kids?

Nope, but I do have a much younger sister which I practically helped raise.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

All the time

5. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Their manners, and how kind their eyes are. If they look at you with hate for themselves, pride, or shame.

6.What is your eye colour?

Brown. Very brown.

7. Scary Movies or happy endings?

Scary movies all the way. I love movies that make you think about yourself and us as humans.

8. Any special talents?

Um, many. Baking, cooking, can wiggle my eyebrows. Being able to memorize almost anything.

9. Where were you born? South Africa:)

10. What are your hobbies? Writing, baking, I game a lot

11. Do you have any pets?

Yes I have a dog (wire-hair terrier) and 2 rats

12. What sports do you/have you played?

I was a national swimmer for 10 years:)

13. How tall are you?

170cm, I think that's like 5'6?

14. Dream Job?

Either writing, or being a

head chef on a celebrity

yacht.

15. The tags! (P.s. looks like I only have 10...oops)

@littlefreya @darklydeliciousdesires @charnelhouse @sunshine-for-serotonin @libraryofloveletters @lewisthot @thorst @superdcchick @babyhenry @keanureevesisbae @asta-lily

[robb-stark]

I posted 443 times in 2022

10 posts created (2%)

433 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@samcky

@richardgrimes

@samwilsonsb4be

@rinielle

@animations-daily

I tagged 443 of my posts in 2022

#anthony mackie - 113 posts

#sam wilson - 97 posts

#the falcon and the winter soldier - 55 posts

#sharon carter - 55 posts

#emily vancamp - 50 posts

#art - 43 posts

#&lt;3 - 32 posts

#keyleth - 29 posts

#vaxleth - 27 posts

#vax'ildan - 27 posts

Longest Tag: 110 characters

#motivation to write isn't that much of an issue for me but searching for the right word and such slows me down

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Please talk about SamSharon. Ever since I watched TFATWS I thought 'Oh. Those two would look good together' and I need to talk about this with someone.

This week has been a special kind of hell so thank you so much for sending me this, Anon! It always makes me happy to talk about SamSharon (I like to call them Shasam, I think it's cute) and I hope it will make you happy too to read this.

You're right, even if we're talking just on an aesthetic level they do look good together. Anthony Mackie and Emily VanCamp are two very good-looking people! Just seeing them together in my icon or in some of the artwork I've been gifted/commissioned of them is enough to bring me joy.

On a deeper level, I think there are so many reasons they would make an incredible couple. They have a lot in common, as I see it - they are both incredibly loyal workaholics who don't seem to have a lot of time for a personal life. I think it would be good for both of them to be with someone who understands that dedication to a greater cause, and at the same time I think they could help each other realize that their work is not the only thing that matters. With their own strong internal moral compasses, neither of them have had issues with defying authority when they felt it was needed (see: Captain America: Civil War) and more recently (see: TFATWS) they have found themselves questioning long-held beliefs. At the end of TFATWS they are both in very different places, but I could really see Sam helping Sharon regain some of the idealism that we see she has lost.

I could go on for much longer (and already did here) so I'll end with one more point for now. I am really drawn to the idea of rewriting one's own destiny, and I think that's one of the things that draws me towards Sam and Sharon. It is possible to see Sharon as a person who is "meant" to end up with Steve, just like she did in the comics, and I think honestly there was a part of Sharon at one point that thought she and Steve were destined to be together. I love the notion of both Sharon and Sam realizing that the right person for them has been in their vicinity for a while, but they just weren't able to see it yet. I think there's something really beautiful about that and that they could become an incredible power couple, fighting side by side and building a life together.

8 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

#4

Shipping Shasam

This post that nobody asked for is a long time coming and it is mainly here because of @thorst and @chimerrobang who ruined my plans and asked for it (💞). So, let's go ahead and talk about how much I adore Sam Wilson and Sharon Carter as a ship (Shasam, because every ship needs a cool ship name and I'm trying to make this one happen) and why I think they would be perfect for each other.

Origins

Sharon Carter and Sam Wilson joined the MCU in the same excellent movie, Captain America: The Winter Soldier. CA:TWS is undoubtedly a gamechanger within the MCU, contributing to the overall story in a big way with the fall of SHIELD and still acclaimed as one of the franchise's best movies. It is also one of my personal favorites and though it was not when I started shipping Sam and Sharon, I do think it a nice parallel that were both introduced here as side characters in relation to Steve Rogers. Sam has a better introduction than Sharon, I would argue, but this film was enough to interest someone (me) in them despite not having any familiarity with either character prior to that.

Although they have limited screen time in CA:TWS, we are nonetheless able to catch glimpses into Sam and Sharon's respective personalities. Both of them are extremely loyal, for starters: Sam is ready and willing to assist fugitive Steve and Natasha and Sharon likewise proves her loyalty to Steve when she takes on Rumlow. Their action sequences make it clear that they are very physical fighters, which is by necessity due to the work they do. We also find out that both of them have no issue questioning authority when needed, a topic that comes up again when we see them in Captain America: Civil War.

She Didn't Write It

Sam and Sharon's shared qualities are further emphasized in CA:CW, where they end up working together to help Steve. After Steve sees Sharon at Peggy's funeral, she reminds him that she was doing her job when she was spying on him and seems proud of her new role within the CIA. At this stage in her life, I think it is safe to say work is one of Sharon's highest priorities, and her choice to move to the CIA after SHIELD's dissolution suggests that she feels what she does is important enough to do no matter what form it takes. As for Sam, he also comes across as someone who values his work above most things. He worked as a pararescue whose role was literally to save lives, and he disagrees with the Sokovia accords because he doesn't trust the government to keep tabs on who the Avengers should and shouldn't save.

It is CA:CW that seals the deal in my personal opinion that Sam and Sharon are both workaholics who have never paid much attention to their personal lives. While I don't doubt that there are probably racist reasons for Sam to have never been given a love interest in the MCU, in-universe the only explanation that makes sense to me (I mean, look at him) is that he hasn't had time to worry about that in between working with the Air Force, working for the VA and then becoming an Avenger. He alludes to this in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, when he talks about missing his nephews growing up - I, at least, got the impression that it wasn't just because he was blipped. I don't think it's a stretch to assume that Sharon is similar, although admittedly we don't see her much outside of professional situations.

All of the qualities I've mentioned so far are ones that I could see as being points of connection for Sam and Sharon. I like relationships that are founded in common ground, and I see plenty of it to work with here. I don't think Sam or Sharon would be happy with someone who didn't understand the importance of their work to them, and being with each other would allow them to be fully open about that aspect of their lives. Likewise, they share a strong moral compass, which could permit them to understand and empathize with each other's decisions. Crucially, though, I also think together they could also have that personal life that they've been brushing to one side for so long. Having those shared values could allow them to make space for each other, and for something more than what they do.

One of my favorite scenes in CA:CW now is a two-line exchange, where Sam objects to the term 'bird costume' and Sharon counters with: "I didn't write it." It's a very small moment, and I'm not saying for a minute that the writers did this intentionally, but looking at it from a character perspective, Sharon absolutely did not have to defend herself in that moment. She is interested in Steve as far as we know and she barely knows Sam, but she still makes a point of making sure that he knows she didn't write it. She doesn't say much, but she could be saying a lot, like that she respects what Sam does and wouldn't dismiss him in that way. If anything, the fact that she is later the one to steal his wings back together with the shield, only underlines that idea.

All the Sh*t Sharon Had to Go Through

I first started thinking about Sharon and Sam as a ship around the time it was announced that Sharon was going to be in TFATWS. Even though the show panned out differently than I had imagined with respect to Sharon, I think it is full of breadcrumbs that could lead to a relationship in the new Captain America movie. The Sharon we see in TFATWS is hardened, disillusioned and, in my view, playing the role of her life. In order to survive, she's had to seal every crack of vulnerability, like the one that made her kiss Steve in CA:CW. She is cavalier when she asks about Captain America in Madripoor, but she does still ask, and then uses it as an opportunity to show how little she supposedly cares. The actions she takes in the show don't make sense just on the basis of her being the Power Broker, and I think this is partially bad writing, but if we take it at face value we could see it as her wavering in her commitment to her newfound attitude. She helps Sam in situations where she could have gotten rid of him and Bucky or ignored them, even to her own detriment. At the end of the show, she even saves Sam's life. Sam, meanwhile, seems to be the only person who really cares about what has happened to Sharon. He reminds Bucky that she was branded enemy of the state, he apologizes to her more than once for the situation she ended up in, and he brings her up again much later when he is laying out on the table all the trouble the shield has caused. He promises her a pardon and asks her to come back to the United States, all because it seems to matter to him whether or not she is OK.

There is also all the flirting, of course. Sharon's reaction to seeing Sam shirtless is to say "Much better." In that same scene, after making his agreement with Sharon, we see Sam grinning and watching her as she walks away. Sharon calls Sam "a friendly voice" and Sam smiles when he is messaging her. In the last episode, Sharon, who had spent so much time previously mocking the idea of Captain America, tells Sam the suit looks good on him. It would certainly be possible to look at this cynically, and perhaps suggest Sharon is putting on a performance to help secure the pardon she wants. The way I choose to look at it is that Sharon is being who she has always been, someone dedicated to service and who is extremely efficient at what she does. Those qualities are, incidentally, ones I think Sam would look for and value in a partner. They could also be indications that Sharon as she used to be is not entirely gone, and that Sam gives her the opportunity to allow that idealistic version of herself to come to surface.

The Future

Going forward, I think with all the groundwork that has been laid out, Sam and Sharon could flourish into a great love story in future Captain America movies and shows. We could see Sharon start to doubt the image she felt she had to build to survive, in parallel with her developing feelings for Sam that she never expected. For his part, I think even if there was some initial conflict, Sam would ultimately be understanding about what led Sharon to where she was and value her for who she is.

United, they could make an incredible team. Just as they complement each other in many ways, they could also bring out the best in each other. Sharon is someone who very much sees the world as it is and I think Sam does too, but he also sees the world as it could be. There's a beautiful push and pull there between a spy who deals with threats on the ground level and a former soldier who can literally fly. Sam also takes things less seriously than Sharon, and I think could help bring out a lighter side to her, as we got just a hint of in some of their banter in TFAWTS. Logistically, Sharon as Sam's love interest also makes a lot of sense given that she has been in his orbit for a long time already and they have a pre-established relationship. Developing that would be more interesting in my view than try to introduce somebody new.

Zooming out to a more meta perspective, I think there's some serendipity in the fact that both Sam and Sharon have at times been underrated/undervalued by the fandom at large. Sam has been repeatedly dismissed as Captain America even since having officially taken up the title, and Sharon has a long history of being reviled mainly (I guess) for having the audacity to kiss Steve Rogers. I am a Steve fan myself, but since he clearly isn't going to be a big part of the movies going forward, I am thinking about what the MCU looks like without him. I don't know what's going to happen in the future, obviously, but how great would it be to see two people that formerly were seen mostly in relation to Steve find love with each other and become an unstoppable power couple?

The beauty of Sam and Sharon is that they each can totally stand on their own, as independent characters, and they could also be incredible together. I, for one, would absolutely love to see them as our Captain America and Agent 13. ❤️🤍

14 notes - Posted July 30, 2022

#3

I commissioned @jessicapalumboart to draw Sam Wilson and Sharon Carter on their wedding day, as envisioned in the universe of mine and my friends' Marvel RP (Earth-202) 🥰 She did such an incredible job and I'm so delighted! Jess is truly fantastic and if you are interested in commissioning her, she is most active as jesspalumboart on Twitter and Instagram!

31 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#2

I'm just a girl, standing in front of the Sam Wilson tag, asking for it to be rid of posts that are mostly about Bucky.

40 notes - Posted September 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

My wonderful friend @chimerrobang drew this art of Sam Wilson and Sharon Carter for me as a gift and I can't even describe how much I love it 😍 It's beautiful and intimate and unfortunately I can't post the whole thing because Tumblr, but I wanted to make sure you got to see at least some of it. I love Sharon's cascading hair and their expressions and the pose is gorgeous as well.

Thank you again, Sarah! ❤

48 notes - Posted January 1, 2022

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[bnha-dumpster]

Hehe bakugous mad he's not the father of the pups, but I feel like he would get ultra protective of a heavily preg reader- I think he'd be into tryna fuck them, n since their tummy makes it a bit hard for them to move around, he likes putting them on their side so he can grope all he pleases while you can just lie there and enjoy yourself . (just thirst no request)

bakugou would be so mad that he's not the father but reader looks so amazing now that they're pregnant that he can't stay mad.

he's normally aggressive when he fucks reader because that's just how he is. bakugou is rough and likes to mark reader with bites and scratches to show that they're his. when they're pregnant though? he has this hidden soft side where he gently ruts into reader as to not hurt the pups (though he wouldn't anyways because of how the human body handles pregnancy).

yes he wants to feel good but their pleasure comes first.

[usamey]

anyways, currently interweaving separate stories into one timeline for Self Shipping Purposes

[daincrediblegg]

But from a thirsty POV.... there’d be lots of quarantine fucking, right? Like, there HAS to be.

😏😏😏

BRUH... OBVIOUSLY

My guy is SO HANDSY home alone. Like LITERALLY at least one hand on you at all times. Probably CONSTANTLY rocking a semi and oh my god the PLACES YOU’LL GO TO DO IT.

Kitchen counter sex? You bet!

Against the bedroom wall? Fucking absolutely!

Bent over the couch! Mix up the usual a bit why the fuck not!

Softly riding him at the kitchen table? Oof!!! So good

And the crowning achievement? In front of the window for a little afternoon delight. Tempting fate for one of your neighbors to catch a glimpse of you and arthur making love in broad daylight.

Maybe even on the fire escape, he asks bashfully?? Hahaha just kidding... UNLESS?

[ginger-bimber]

What’s the Mood for Tonight?

Wanting a specific fanfiction with a specific story line with your specific ship. Of course it won’t magically appear so that means you have to write it. But writing is hard.

[slasherholic]

I know this is mostly blog for people thirsting over Michael. And that's cool, I'm not judging at all. But have you seen trailer for a new Joker movie with Joakim Phoenix(probaby spelled that wrong)? The movie didn't came out yet and I'm alredy attracted to the character. Like damn, me and my weird taste in mens.

MMMMM big agree, Joaquin is gonna be great in that.

P.S this blog is for thirsting over all fictional nasty boys, please spam me with your villain thirst y’all it’s legit my favorite thing in the world

[scribbleofstars]

Xavier and 34 on the nsfw :P :DD

You got it friendo

34.Favorite body part of themselves? Xavier’s favorite body part on himself are his arms. He’s a strong boy and he knows it. He’s not overly buff, but is just the right amount of muscled. He gives the best hugs and cuddles in the world. Plus, when he flexes its just-

[sansloii-a]

galactic brain: you still need to write up that demon!au for evan. me: mhmm, i will- galactic brain: and now i want you to write up an au for joey but make him another kind of supernatural being galactic brain: give him claws. i beg me: me: what is your deal, my guy?

[stupid-lemon-eater]

in my fic lan zhan has a terminal case of Chronic Dumbassery Disorder™ and even though i’m literally the one writing him it still makes me want to scream on the regs

[sloppyzengarden]

15 Questions, 15 people

I am so excited to have been tagged in this. I've always wanted to be a part of something like this. So thank you so much to @why-what-no for tagging me!

Nickname: I mostly only have nicknames for my other name real name which I will not be sharing. I also get called Jams by my friends. Even more so I get called stubborn so...

Sign: Libra

Height: 170cm/ 5'6"

Last thing I googled: dairy free condensed milk (I know my lactose-intolerant people understand me)

Song stuck in my head: Nightmare by Halsey

Number of followers: 19, which makes sense I only reblog things. My other account is almost at 200 which I am very excited about.

Amount of sleep: last night, 9 hours. That is usually my average. Y'all really need to sleep more I mean it. It's good for your skin.

Dream job: Trophy wife, no I'm joking. I'm working hard to be a personal chef but if I didn't need money I'd be a writer.

Wearing: A green and white psychedelic dress with a green shirt on top. I am slaying.

Movies/Books That Summarize You: I don't know I only read fanfic XD. The dictionary of lost words because I am a feminist who likes writing. For the movie, I'd say Spiderhead, which sounds weird but I think so. It has incredible detail and touches on a lot of deep subjects. Which I think is how my closest friends would describe me. Plus smut so...

My favourite Song: "Some thing cosmic" by Angel Olsen. It makes me feel like I am floating and touching stars. Also "Fair" by The Amazing Devil, it is what I imagine love feels like. The same with, "Work Song" by Hozier.

My favourite Instrument: The bass, I think it's really hot.

Aesthetic: I have never ever stuck to one aesthetic only. I asked my friend and she described my aesthetic as, "Mood fairy cottage core farmer. With a goth undertone. With dark seductive energy. As well as golden retriever energy." As you can see I am all over the place.

Favourite Authors: Gath Nix, Nora Roberts, Neil Gaiman, @littlefreya, @why-what-no, @darkficsyouneveraskedfor, @charnelhouse. (I am saying everyone on here is an author also. Because you guys are my favourite.)

Random fun fact: I have a tree growing through my window

This was really fun thank you!

Taglist @littlefreya @charnelhouse @babyhenry @keanureevesisbae @thorst @chickensarentcheap @diorhamilton @superdcchick @the-iceni-bitch @stargirlfics @libraryofloveletters @lewisthot @darkficsyouneveraskedfor @thirstworldproblemss @dreaming-about-fanfictions

Have fun!

[michiieewrites]

THORST COLLAB: Bakugou - Starving till I tasted you

A/N: First: IF YOU’RE UNDER 18, BEGONE FROM MY BLOG SINCE I WRITE MATURE CONTENT!! This one has been sitting in my documents for almost 2 months now. This week inspiration finally struck me once again tho!

This fic is actually a Thorst Collab between my lovely friends & I on Discord. I’m the first one to post mine, so I can’t wait to see what the others will write!

Now.

STRAP ON YOUR SEATBELTS CAUSE THIS MOTHERF!@#$%CKER IS 4.2K+ WORDS LONG

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If someone told you a year ago that you would have enough money to pay off your student debt, buy your dream apartment, help out your family and friends, move abroad and drive in a ’67 Chevrolet Impala, you would’ve died laughing at the joke.

You told yourself it was stupid, buying that lottery ticket. But here you are; $100.000.000,- on your bank account. A young and now rich Omega in her prime. After making sure you had spend part of it wisely, you made sure to live the rest of your life on interest alone.

The first month had been nice. Decorating your new place, going out for dinner every day, getting a new wardrobe, spoiling yourself silly. You got new nesting materials, softer blankets and bigger pillows. It felt nice. Until it didn’t anymore. It started to feel pointless and empty. You felt like you were becoming one of those people that flaunt their money and that isn’t the type of Omega you are.

So here you are. Sitting in your peach colored dress and a numbered paddle in your hand. Tonight, you attend a charity auction. The charity was a rehabilitation program for criminals who want to get back on the right path.

The auction items aren’t exactly… items. They’re Pro Heroes. People could bid on having a date with some of the most desirable Pro Heroes, Alphas, Betas, Omegas, all of them. Even No. 1 hero Deku and No. 4 hero Red Riot are up for auction, both being Omegas.

One of the last dates are being auctioned and you realize you have been zoning out. Not having bid anything yet, you put up your paddle.

“Going once, going twice… SOLD TO NUMBER 917 FOR TONIGHT’S HIGHEST BID OF $300.000,-! A date with explosion pro hero Ground Zero!”

Oh lord. Yes! You got- wait… You got actually got it? You won a date with Pro Hero Ground Zero. Wasn’t he the one with the explosion quirk? Impressive power and always capturing the villains. What separates him from Deku is his social skills. Or lack thereof, to be more precise. Ground Zero isn’t really the type of hero to stick around the people he saved to see if they’re okay.

On top of all that he’s also an Alpha. Highly sought out by Omegas who want a pup, but not the Alpha. His genes are what people want, not the man himself. His personality also making it harder for people to approach him. And you just won a date with the most desired and aggressive Pro Hero Alpha there is.

“Oi!”

The voice behind you pulled you from your thoughts. The subtle scent of caramelized candy apples caught your attention. You turn around and find a handsome Alpha standing there. Arms crossed, cardinal red eyes watching you and his lips in an almost angry looking pout. This is the man you just bought yourself a date with.

“H-hi!” you manage to stammer out.

With a huff, he places a card on your table. You pick it up and see that it’s a business card from Ground Zero’s agency. At the bottom, writing in sleek handwriting, is a phone number. You look back up at him, ready to ask him why he gave this to you. But he’s already turning around and heading for the exit.

“Just contact me when you wanna plan that date things.”

And just like that, you had Ground Zero’s personal phone number.

 ~ A few days later ~

 You’re sitting at a small booth, sipping on your matcha latte. You were a half hour too early, so you decided it wouldn’t hurt to go ahead and order a drink before Bakugou would arrive. In his very first text he made it clear to call him ‘Bakugou’ and not by his hero name. He said that it would feel too much like an interview otherwise. In return you told him to just call you ‘Y/N’.

After some back and forth texting the last couple of days, you two agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop. Not a lot of people know about this shop. It’s small and the interior looks more like cozy living room than a flashy coffee shop. It was your favorite place to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee, tea or like right now, matcha latte.

Neither of you had any set plans for the rest of the day. Just kind of going with the flow seemed like the way to go. This would give you the freedom to hopefully have a quiet ‘date’. But you can’t really know that for sure when the person you’re on a date with is a Pro Hero.

The sound of the bell above the front door rings. You look up and see him walk in. Sitting all the way in the back, you can’t even smell him scent. Weren’t Alpha’s supposed to have very strong scents? Maybe he’s on suppressants?

He scans the shop, probably looking for you. His eyes land on you. He walks over and sits across from you. He leans back against the chair and swings his right arm over the arm rest while the left one is resting on the table. His eyes trail down from your face to the drink in your hands.

“I see you couldn’t wait for me to arrive,” he gruffly says.

“Uh-uhm, yeah. Sorry, I was super early. I hope you don’t mind.”

The silence that spreads between you two makes your Omega feel uncomfortable. Something doesn’t feel right and you’re starting to think that the Alpha in front of you truly doesn’t want to do any of this. So, to make it a little more bearable for yourself, you pump out a small amount of calming pheromones. Just to take the edge of this meeting.

Bakugou keeps looking at you. Until he finally picks up the menu card and says: “It’s fine. It’s your day, after all.”

He was right, you figured. But you still wanted him to have a pleasant time today too.

And so the day continues. The conversation isn’t very lengthy or deep. You discuss basic things like work, hobbies, favorite food. After a while the conversation kind of dies down. You suggest you two head out and into town. The man in front of you doesn’t seem overly thrilled about it, but still agrees.

When you go up to the front to pay, you hear him quickly walking up to you. He pulls your arm back. Surprised, you let out a small sound of shock and look up at him. A confused look is on his face and he pulls his hand away from you.

“The heck are you trying to do?”

Confused, you say: “Uh, paying?”

“I see that, but why? Omegas don’t pay when they’re with Alphas.”

Wow. At first you didn’t know how to respond to this remark. True, Omegas usually aren’t the ones paying on dates. In the past an Alpha would go out and hunt for their Omega. Since the hunting days are over and many Omegas work nowadays, treating them on dates are a way to show the Omega they can provide for them.

“Well,” you say as you hand over the money to the Beta barista behind the counter and thank him, “I don’t know about other Omegas, but I’m perfectly capable of paying for drinks too. I can provide just as well as any Alpha.”

You two walk outside and turn left to head into town. You’ve been meaning to go to the bookstore and hopefully find some new reading material. Two birds, one stone, right?

“Tsk, should’ve known a rich Omega like you doesn’t like to be told what to do,” Bakugou mumbles to himself.

You stop in your tracks. What? Was that really what he thought of you? A rich and snobby Omega?

Realizing you’re not walking beside him anymore, Bakugou turns around. Your head is bowed in shame. Normally your scent smells like peaches and hazelnuts, but now it turns into that of rotten fruit. You feel called out. For winning the lottery, for treating this Alpha to some drinks, for basically buying yourself a date with someone who clearly wishes to be anywhere else but here.

Your voice shakes, but you gather all your courage. “I’ll admit I was given a lot more financial freedom recently. And yes, I don’t like being told what to do. I believe everyone should be treated equally, regardless of their second gender. But I have never in my life asked for something. I was taught to work hard, to help people and to help and reward the people that help you.”

You pick up your head and look him straight in the eyes, politely smile and say: “I’m sorry you had to do this. This isn’t really how you planned your day would go. You can go, if you want to.”

As you pass him, determent to still go to the bookstore, you feel a weight being lifted from your heart. It really is unfair to the Alpha to make him go on a date with someone he doesn’t like. Deep down inside your Omega whines sadly. She recognized a good and safe provider in the Alpha, one who isn’t driven by hormones to just get an Omega pregnant. One who isn’t controlled their Alpha status. Too bad his Alpha isn’t interested in the Omega.

“Fuck, crap- wait! Shit!”

The cursing Alpha quickly catches up to you. He stops in front of you, holding up his hands to halt you. “Okay, fuck-just… let me explain.”

You cross your arms at him and wait for him to continue.

“Okay, so… Listen, I’ve been a real dick to you. Not just today, but basically since that charity event when I gave you my card. It was wrong of me assume anything about you. Shit Y/N, you’ve been nothing but nice to me. You don’t mind carrying the cost of a date, you’re not flaunting it around town that you’re spending time with a Pro Hero, you put up with my shitty responses and that isn’t how you should be treated. Or anyone for that matter! You deserve a proper date. So just, maybe I can make it up to you?”

By the end of his apology, Bakugou practically gives you angry puppy eyes in an attempt to ask for forgiveness. He reminds you of an angry Pomeranian. Smiling, you tell him that you forgive him. This day is supposed to be a fun one.

“But! You’ll have to carry the books I’ll buy as a punishment. And just so you know, I always come out with two shopping bags,” you tell him.

Bakugou just grins. “Fine. They’ll probably weigh nothing for me.”

Something in the air changes. A little sniff of your nose helps you identify the change. The scent coming from the Alpha next to you is slightly peaked. You heard that when an Alpha is preening their scents get stronger. You hardly think that’s the reason. Maybe it’s just because he’s in better mood now. Whatever the reason, you find yourself agreeing with your Omega; it’s a very nice scent.

 ~ An hour and a half later ~

 “I’ve never met someone who spends over an hour inside a bookstore!”

“I told you when we came in that it could take a while,” you reply to Bakugou’s complaints.

“You do this with nesting stuff too? You know, blankets and shit,” he asks.

In both his hands, Bakugou is carrying a bag containing close to twenty books you can add to your bookcases back at home. Even underneath the sleeves of his hoodie you can see the muscles of his arms. He’s not as bulky as Pro Heroes Deku and Red Riot, but those muscles are pretty impressive. You bet your money that those thighs could squish a watermelon. You can practically feel the water filling your Omega’s mouth. She wants nothing more than to chomp down on those delicious shoulders. And honestly, you wouldn’t mind that either.

You remember you were asked a question. “I do. How else am I gonna know I made the right choice? All of those blankets and shit, as you put it, go in my nest. I’m at my best with a perfect nest.” A confident smile forms on your face and from the corner of your eye you can see Bakugou looking at you. A small smirk creeps up on his face.

While enjoying our little banter, you both failed to notice the Alpha towards the two of you. Until he opened his mouth. “I bet I can make your nest even better, little Omega.”

The other guy stops right in front of you, completely ignoring the Alpha next to you. You’re shocked and take a step back to create some distance between you again. But the guy doesn’t let up and steps closer again.

“No, now get lost,” you firmly say. This wasn’t the first Alpha-asshole you encountered.

“Awh, why the sour face, baby? Bet I’ll be more fun than the hedgehog here.”

“Oi, asshole! She said to get lost.” The smells of pheromones of two Alphas are dominating the air. The strongest one being the creepy guy, Bakugou’s not so much. You honestly confused on that point. With an Alpha as desirable as Bakugou, you truly expected a stronger scent.

You can’t help but release your own distressed scent. The tension is getting to you. Even other people noticed and are stopping to see how this plays out.

The creep briefly looks at Bakugou before returning his attention on you. “Come on, baby. Ditch this  guy and then you and I can have our fun. What do you say?”

He extends his hand to put it on our waist and before you know it, you slap his hand away and punch him in the face. He stumbles back while cupping his now bleeding nose. Screaming in pain and shouting names at you. He’s beyond pissed; punched by a fucking Omega!

The adrenaline is pumping through you and every instinct in your body is telling you to run. Hide. Find an Alpha to protect you. You’re frozen on the spot. Your mind shutting down.

That’s when you feel a hand tugging you away. Your Omega recognizes the person this scent belongs to. Caramel candy apples. Bakugou.

You don’t know where he’s taking you. Your mind still processing things. All you know is to follow. ‘Cause he’ll lead to safety. Alphas keep Omegas safe. Follow. Safety. Alpha.

By the time you get to take in your surroundings, you realize you’re in an office. An office? What are you doing here? You look around and see a wooden desk with a black leather chair. A small bookcase, a closet and a couch with coffee table. A puffy black rug is covering the wooden floor, complimenting the one black wall behind you. The other walls are a tinted orange color.

The scent hanging in this office is… comforting. Soothing. Safe. You’re safe in here.

You’re seated on the couch. Wrapped in something soft. A blanket. A big, fluffy and soft blanket. The scent is even stronger on the blanket. You slowly inhale, imprinting this delicious mix of sweetness. After a couple seconds you finally notice the man next to you. Bakugou grins as he sees your focus shifting to him.

“I take it the blanket is approved,” he jokes.

You slowly nod. This small little cocoon makes you feel less vulnerable. Just like the presence of Bakugou next to you. It feels right. “Where are we?”

“Oh yeah, fuck. We’re at my agency. This is my office.”

You’re confused. “Your office? Why? I’m sorry, I kind of… froze. Can you tell me what happened afterwards?”

The smile that spreads on his face makes you feel funny inside. “What happened?! Y/N, you punched that fucker right in his fucking face! Shithead had it coming, tho. You just beat me to it. Omega or not, you know how to fight.”

You two look at each other and burst out laughing as you think back to that glorious moment. The creep definitely didn’t see your punch coming. It feels good to know the man next to you thinks you’re a decent fighter. He seems to actually be enjoying your company. Maybe he’s one of those people that are careful with who they get comfortable with. It feels good to know he feels like he can relax a bit more around you now.

You jokingly nudge him and say: “I bet I can even take you on, you big grump.”

“Oh yeah?” His eyebrow is raised, grinning with his canines on display. “Prove it then.”

Knowing a challenge when you see one, you keep your eyes fixed on his cardinal ones and slowly lean in closer. Baring your neck to the side in submission to lure in his Alpha. Your Omega is very pleased by the motion. Just as he moves to lean in too, you throw the blanket in his face, grab his neck and shove him down on the ground. Stradling him and jabbing your elbow into his side, pressing your nails into the skin of his neck.

Smiling down at the man below you; “How’s that, Alpha?”

A short lived victory as he snarls and the two of you roll over, with Bakugou keeping you pinned underneath his weight. He may not look like it, but this man weighs a ton!

“If you’re trying to be a worthy opponent, why not call me by my first name? It’s ‘Katsuki’,” he breathes heavily atop of you.

Next to your ear you hear a low grumbling sound. Still seeing this as a playfight you laugh and reach back. Your fingers finding pressure points in his neck, making him let go of you. This gives you the chance to overpower him again and straddle him once more while holding his wrists above his head.

Victorious once again, you look down. Growling and teeth bared, the air around you growing thick. The smell surrounding you hits you like thunder. The caramelized candy apple scent overwhelming your senses. Your eyes travel down to his neck and see something you failed to notice before; gland patches. Patches to block someone’s scent from becoming too noticeable. That’s why the other Alpha smelled so much stronger. But now, now you’re drowning in it. You can pick up on rage, possessiveness and… arousal. As much as he’s growling and snarling at you, you know that he’s enjoying this too.

Chuckling at you, he cranes his neck. His face now closer to you than a moment ago. “I’m pretty sure I just got my ass handed by the most perfect Omega.” His words push through the alarm bells his instincts are sending off. His Alpha is not pleased about being pinned down. But as it takes in the Omega’s scent of peaches and hazelnuts, it can’t help but lie down and surrender itself to this tasty smelling Omega. An Omega that can fight back. An Omega that can hold him close. An Omega worthy of carrying his pups.

His Omega.

Before either can properly get out any words Bakugou has wrestled his hands free and grabs a hold of your hips while your hands pull his face closer and seal the distance between your lips. The taste of sugar coated apples is even stronger on his lips and you can’t get enough of it.

His fingers press deeply in your skin, kneading the flesh. His hips pushing upwards while holding you in place. The low rumbling sound in the back of his throat being accompanied by your mewling. You wanted more of him, your Omega needed more.

The Alpha makes his displeasure heard. You both part to breathe in fresh air. His lidded eyes are on fire and following every movement you make. Your hands slip down to his collarbones and settle on his shoulders. The path of your hands make Bakugou throw back his head. His body is pressing into yours desperately, like he has no control over it anymore. His growling increases in volume.

Through gritted teeth he manages to speak to you. “Fuck, Omega. What are you doing to me?”

Taking a leap of faith, you answer: “I don’t know. All I know right now is that I need capable Alpha to take care of me. Are you that Alpha, Katsuki?”

Before you can even blink, you’re being rolled over again. This time you’ll let him have his way. His hands are sliding their way up to your chest, grabbing the front of your shirt and tearing it apart. You try to protest, but you’re stopped by the warning growl of his Alpha. You lay back down and occupy yourself with running your fingers through his hair. Your gently massage making the Alpha let out a content sound.

Entranced by the man above you, you hardly even notice his onslaught on your clothes. And his own clothes. Getting those replaced will be a worry for later, your Omega decide. All you need to focus on right now is Katsuki. You want this Alpha to mate you and it needs to happen right now, or else your Omega just might perish on the spot.

That’s when you feel it. The hard and heavy feeling of his cock rutting itself against your core. Your body can’t help but react to it and release a good amount of slick. Katsuki’s mouth nipping along your collarbones as your bare you neck in submission. You feel his fangs graze your scent glands and you start to whimper desperately.

“Fuck, Y/N. Keep making those pretty noises,” Katsuki says.

“Yes, Alpha, yes. Just-ah shit! Just fuck me already!” you loudly exclaim.

Now who is Katsuki to deny such a nice plea from such a good Omega?

Wasting no time, he slides himself inside. The stretch making you cry out for more, deeper, more, anything he can give you. You just know you need more. Barely able to hold himself back from ramming himself inside and fucking you like you’re in a heat, he takes his time for your to fully take him in. A sigh of satisfaction leaves you both when he finally does.

Your legs wrap around his waist and try to pull him deeper in. Your fingers curl around his spikey locks and tug harshly to get him moving. Grunting, Katsuki finally complies. Being buried inside you sends him into over-drive. You feel too damn good around him. He feels too good inside you as he sets in a brutal rhythm. You’re pretty sure no other man could ever make you feel this good. No other Alpha could ever please your Omega ever again. Feeling his body slam into yours like his life depends on it is possibly the best feeling in the world. Your lungs are sending out a mix of his name, pleas for more, for him to go faster.

Katsuki can’t help it, he can’t stop himself anymore. He need to do this, he needs you, his Alpha needs to mate your Omega. Give her everything she wants and all that she’ll take. Only the best for his Omega, he will be worthy of giving her pups.

You can feel the base of his cock starting to inflate. His knot. His knot is growing. As soon as you notice, you start to claw at his back. A need filling you till the point you’re almost bursting.

“Alpha! Knot, please- Alpha, knot me- I need- Need your knot, Alpha!” you scream in desperation.

He wants to. Oh, he wants to so badly. But in the back of his mind there’s one braincell left that tells him that now is not the time nor the place. His Omega deserves better.

“You deserve better than to be knotted in my office, Y/N,” he moans, “please give me a chance to give you something better one day. I’ll be the best fucking Alpha there is!”

You love the sound of that. Something better. Somewhere in the future. A future with Katsuki. “Yes, Kastuki! Only you, you’re the only Alpha, please, I’m so cl-“

The moment he sinks his teeth into the flesh just above your collarbone, you’re send into a world of blinding lights and exploding fire. His name keeps falling from your lips. The waves of fire keep pulsing through your body.

The tight grip around him becomes too much for Katsuki. He needs to pull out or else he’ll knot you for sure. When he you keep chanting his name, he pulls out and covers you in thick, long, white streams of his cum. Covering you in his seed, marking you as his in an obscene, but beautiful way.

“Look at you, perfectly covered in my cum,” he pants.

You preen at the compliment. A content scent is released. The smell of a happily fucked Omega. Katsuki could get addicted to this smell.

With the shredded pieces of clothing he cleans you up. He pulls the blanket you discarded earlier over you both as he lies down next to you. Your tired and warm body cuddles closer to him. He drinks in your scent a you purr softly.

“What did you have the blanket for in your office?” you ask with a yawn.

Katsuki looks down at your half-asleep face. A smile forms on his lips as he gently kisses the top of your head.

“I kept it for my future mate.”

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Shipping Shasam

This post that nobody asked for is a long time coming and it is mainly here because of @thorst and @chimerrobang who ruined my plans and asked for it (💞). So, let's go ahead and talk about how much I adore Sam Wilson and Sharon Carter as a ship (Shasam, because every ship needs a cool ship name and I'm trying to make this one happen) and why I think they would be perfect for each other.

Origins

Sharon Carter and Sam Wilson joined the MCU in the same excellent movie, Captain America: The Winter Soldier. CA:TWS is undoubtedly a gamechanger within the MCU, contributing to the overall story in a big way with the fall of SHIELD and still acclaimed as one of the franchise's best movies. It is also one of my personal favorites and though it was not when I started shipping Sam and Sharon, I do think it a nice parallel that were both introduced here as side characters in relation to Steve Rogers. Sam has a better introduction than Sharon, I would argue, but this film was enough to interest someone (me) in them despite not having any familiarity with either character prior to that.

Although they have limited screen time in CA:TWS, we are nonetheless able to catch glimpses into Sam and Sharon's respective personalities. Both of them are extremely loyal, for starters: Sam is ready and willing to assist fugitive Steve and Natasha and Sharon likewise proves her loyalty to Steve when she takes on Rumlow. Their action sequences make it clear that they are very physical fighters, which is by necessity due to the work they do. We also find out that both of them have no issue questioning authority when needed, a topic that comes up again when we see them in Captain America: Civil War.

She Didn't Write It

Sam and Sharon's shared qualities are further emphasized in CA:CW, where they end up working together to help Steve. After Steve sees Sharon at Peggy's funeral, she reminds him that she was doing her job when she was spying on him and seems proud of her new role within the CIA. At this stage in her life, I think it is safe to say work is one of Sharon's highest priorities, and her choice to move to the CIA after SHIELD's dissolution suggests that she feels what she does is important enough to do no matter what form it takes. As for Sam, he also comes across as someone who values his work above most things. He worked as a pararescue whose role was literally to save lives, and he disagrees with the Sokovia accords because he doesn't trust the government to keep tabs on who the Avengers should and shouldn't save.

It is CA:CW that seals the deal in my personal opinion that Sam and Sharon are both workaholics who have never paid much attention to their personal lives. While I don't doubt that there are probably racist reasons for Sam to have never been given a love interest in the MCU, in-universe the only explanation that makes sense to me (I mean, look at him) is that he hasn't had time to worry about that in between working with the Air Force, working for the VA and then becoming an Avenger. He alludes to this in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, when he talks about missing his nephews growing up - I, at least, got the impression that it wasn't just because he was blipped. I don't think it's a stretch to assume that Sharon is similar, although admittedly we don't see her much outside of professional situations.

All of the qualities I've mentioned so far are ones that I could see as being points of connection for Sam and Sharon. I like relationships that are founded in common ground, and I see plenty of it to work with here. I don't think Sam or Sharon would be happy with someone who didn't understand the importance of their work to them, and being with each other would allow them to be fully open about that aspect of their lives. Likewise, they share a strong moral compass, which could permit them to understand and empathize with each other's decisions. Crucially, though, I also think together they could also have that personal life that they've been brushing to one side for so long. Having those shared values could allow them to make space for each other, and for something more than what they do.

One of my favorite scenes in CA:CW now is a two-line exchange, where Sam objects to the term 'bird costume' and Sharon counters with: "I didn't write it." It's a very small moment, and I'm not saying for a minute that the writers did this intentionally, but looking at it from a character perspective, Sharon absolutely did not have to defend herself in that moment. She is interested in Steve as far as we know and she barely knows Sam, but she still makes a point of making sure that he knows she didn't write it. She doesn't say much, but she could be saying a lot, like that she respects what Sam does and wouldn't dismiss him in that way. If anything, the fact that she is later the one to steal his wings back together with the shield, only underlines that idea.

All the Sh*t Sharon Had to Go Through

I first started thinking about Sharon and Sam as a ship around the time it was announced that Sharon was going to be in TFATWS. Even though the show panned out differently than I had imagined with respect to Sharon, I think it is full of breadcrumbs that could lead to a relationship in the new Captain America movie. The Sharon we see in TFATWS is hardened, disillusioned and, in my view, playing the role of her life. In order to survive, she's had to seal every crack of vulnerability, like the one that made her kiss Steve in CA:CW. She is cavalier when she asks about Captain America in Madripoor, but she does still ask, and then uses it as an opportunity to show how little she supposedly cares. The actions she takes in the show don't make sense just on the basis of her being the Power Broker, and I think this is partially bad writing, but if we take it at face value we could see it as her wavering in her commitment to her newfound attitude. She helps Sam in situations where she could have gotten rid of him and Bucky or ignored them, even to her own detriment. At the end of the show, she even saves Sam's life. Sam, meanwhile, seems to be the only person who really cares about what has happened to Sharon. He reminds Bucky that she was branded enemy of the state, he apologizes to her more than once for the situation she ended up in, and he brings her up again much later when he is laying out on the table all the trouble the shield has caused. He promises her a pardon and asks her to come back to the United States, all because it seems to matter to him whether or not she is OK.

There is also all the flirting, of course. Sharon's reaction to seeing Sam shirtless is to say "Much better." In that same scene, after making his agreement with Sharon, we see Sam grinning and watching her as she walks away. Sharon calls Sam "a friendly voice" and Sam smiles when he is messaging her. In the last episode, Sharon, who had spent so much time previously mocking the idea of Captain America, tells Sam the suit looks good on him. It would certainly be possible to look at this cynically, and perhaps suggest Sharon is putting on a performance to help secure the pardon she wants. The way I choose to look at it is that Sharon is being who she has always been, someone dedicated to service and who is extremely efficient at what she does. Those qualities are, incidentally, ones I think Sam would look for and value in a partner. They could also be indications that Sharon as she used to be is not entirely gone, and that Sam gives her the opportunity to allow that idealistic version of herself to come to surface.

The Future

Going forward, I think with all the groundwork that has been laid out, Sam and Sharon could flourish into a great love story in future Captain America movies and shows. We could see Sharon start to doubt the image she felt she had to build to survive, in parallel with her developing feelings for Sam that she never expected. For his part, I think even if there was some initial conflict, Sam would ultimately be understanding about what led Sharon to where she was and value her for who she is.

United, they could make an incredible team. Just as they complement each other in many ways, they could also bring out the best in each other. Sharon is someone who very much sees the world as it is and I think Sam does too, but he also sees the world as it could be. There's a beautiful push and pull there between a spy who deals with threats on the ground level and a former soldier who can literally fly. Sam also takes things less seriously than Sharon, and I think could help bring out a lighter side to her, as we got just a hint of in some of their banter in TFAWTS. Logistically, Sharon as Sam's love interest also makes a lot of sense given that she has been in his orbit for a long time already and they have a pre-established relationship. Developing that would be more interesting in my view than try to introduce somebody new.

Zooming out to a more meta perspective, I think there's some serendipity in the fact that both Sam and Sharon have at times been underrated/undervalued by the fandom at large. Sam has been repeatedly dismissed as Captain America even since having officially taken up the title, and Sharon has a long history of being reviled mainly (I guess) for having the audacity to kiss Steve Rogers. I am a Steve fan myself, but since he clearly isn't going to be a big part of the movies going forward, I am thinking about what the MCU looks like without him. I don't know what's going to happen in the future, obviously, but how great would it be to see two people that formerly were seen mostly in relation to Steve find love with each other and become an unstoppable power couple?

The beauty of Sam and Sharon is that they each can totally stand on their own, as independent characters, and they could also be incredible together. I, for one, would absolutely love to see them as our Captain America and Agent 13. ❤️🤍

[magnetforstupidity]

Peg yer ghouls, folks.

I was able to sit down and bang(ha) this out finally!  Anon requested some fluffy times with Aether. I hope you enjoy it! I about died writing it. 

This is also up on ao3!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24629182

NSFW below the cut!

“Dinner wasn’t so bad tonight, eh?” Aether asks, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. He smiles down at you, planting a kiss on the top of your head.  

Your smile is bright as you look up at him, admiring the crinkle of his eye behind his mask. “Could’ve been better, but the company made it worth it,” you say, bringing his hand around your shoulder up to kiss his palm. Your fingers lace with his and he keeps you close as the two of you head back to the ghoul dormitories.  

It takes longer than it should to reach the door, Aether keeping the pace slow as he tells you the lamest jokes you’ve heard in a while. His tail swishes happily at your giggles, a soft purr escaping his chest every now and then. Neither of you notice the rather intimate noises coming from beyond the door, too caught up in each other to pay attention.  

“What the-" Aether growls, shutting the door behind you quickly. The overly loud porn on the television is paused, two ghouls lazily glancing over the top of the couch at you.  

You stare dumbly at the large TV screen, the paused image of a woman pegging her partner searing into your mind. The man on the screen looked like he was in a state of bliss, one hand clenching the sheets and the other fisting his cock.  The woman has a pleased smile, her fingers dimpling his skin as she holds his thighs right where she wants them.  

“Dew, why the fuck are you watching that in here?!” you vaguely register Aether growl, too caught up in an idea you’ve never even thought of before now. You process Dew’s answer, something about this being the biggest tv and they were researching. Aether and Dewdrop’s bickering fades into the background as your eyes land on the other ghoul who’s stare hasn’t left you since you entered.  

The ghoul’s eyes squint behind their mask as they smile mischievously. You realize this is a ghoulette, not a ghoul, after a moment of staring back. Her gray eyes seem to pierce into your thoughts, her knowing gaze bringing a blush to your cheeks before you look away towards Aether. His argument with the fire ghoul seems to settle, tail flicking in annoyance as the ghoulette on the couch approaches.  

“We’ll just be going, Aeth,” she says, grabbing Dew’s hand. She tugs the fire ghoul along before he can say more, casting one more knowing glance at you over her shoulder before closing the door to another room behind them.  

Aether’s shoulders are tense with irritation as you slide your hand up his arm. You lace your other hand's fingers with his, laying your head on his chest as he relaxes. “Sorry about that, love,” he murmurs, laying a soft peck on your cheek.  

You hum distractedly, glancing back at the image still on the screen. “Would you try that?” you ask softly, pushing past your embarrassment.  

“What, pegging?” he chuckles as you nod shyly. He lifts your chin up to look at him, leaning down to nuzzle your face before trailing to your ear.  

“I’d try anything with you, baby,” he says, nipping at your ear lobe before pulling back with a grin. You don’t resist as he pulls gently you to his room, giggling as he closes the door behind you and pushes you against it. Your fingers trail up to his mask, pausing on the edges of it as you ask permission to remove it. Warmth blooms in your chest as he enthusiastically approves, the two of you laughing into your kisses as clothes fly off of your bodies.  

It’s sometime and a couple orgasms later when there’s a single, sharp knock on the door. Aether rumbles in his sleep at it, but doesn’t wake. Sleepily, you pull on a blanket and wrap it around your shoulders as you tip toe to the door. You crack the door open as quietly as you can, not wanting to wake Aether. You squint out into the empty hallway, glancing to the left and right in confusion. You’re about to close the door when something falls over on the floor.  

You pick up the package blearily, adjusting the blanket around you as you shut the door. Your not waking Aether plan flies out the window as your brain catches up to what’s in your hands. You gasp, causing some spit to go down the wrong pipe and the urge to cough is unbearable.  

Aether is at your side with a water bottle faster than you could process him even being awake. You smile shakily at him as you accept the water, urging your throat to take a chill pill. A slightly distressed trill escapes the big ghoul and you pat his chest in reassurance.  

“I’m okay, sorry for waking you,” you rasp, clearing your throat a few times before drinking more water.  

“What’s got you choking, love?” he teases, his heat bringing comfort as his arms wrap around you.  

“Uh. Ahem. That,” you say, pointing towards the rectangular box on the floor.

Aether chirps inquisitively, padding over to the box, picking it up and almost choking on air himself. “That cheeky little shit,” he grumbles, pulling off the sticky note that says ‘Enjoy!’ with a winking smiley face. A small inverted triangle with a couple squiggles running through it is used as the signature.  

You can’t help but to giggle, making a mental note to thank the ghoulette from earlier. You take the box from Aether, turning it over and examining the contents. It was a new dildo and harness set, and a nice one.  

“Well…since it’s here, do you want to try it?” you ask the quintessence ghoul, fingers already on the box's opening.  

Aether snorts in amusement, purring as he nuzzles along your neck. “Like I said, I’d try anything with you, love. And the thought of you inside me is definitely,” you feel his growing interest against your back through the blanket, “Definitely, doing things for me.”  

You grin happily, dropping the blanket from around your shoulders and tearing the box open in excitement. You fish the harness out, running your fingers over the material of the straps before examining the other part of the set. The dildo was a lovely shade of purple and just the right size for someone starting out with pegging. You tap the tip to Aether’s chest, smiling up at him. “I’ll be right back,” you whisper, taking the toy, harness and instructions with you to the bathroom. “Set the lube out, would you?” you tease before shutting the door.  

You spray the dildo in your toy wash, making sure to thoroughly cleanse the new addition. You rinse it, grabbing a hand towel to pat it dry and set it on the counter. You pick up the harness after drying your hands, humming as you lift it and examine all the pieces before reading the wearing instructions.  Confident in your understanding, you attach the dildo and laugh softly, not really believing this was about to happen. You slide it on, making adjustments as you go and assuring it sits properly according to the instructions.  

You twist and turn in the mirror, looking at yourself from every angle. It was odd, but you feel giddy with excitement. Your heart leaps as you open the door, spying Aether on the bed absent-mindedly stroking his cock as he reads the outside of the box the harness set came in.  

His gaze snaps to you, a fang visible as he grins. “Hello there,” he growls, standing up as you approach the bed. You shiver as his claws ghost over the skin of your arms, trailing up slowly until he cups your face and brings you to him for a soft kiss.  

“Hi,” you whisper as he pulls away, just far enough to lay his forehead against yours. The two of you stay like that for a moment, content to be in each other’s presence. His hands slide down to your hips, fiddling with the harness. You playfully smack his fingers, grinning as you push him onto the bed.  

“Turn around?” you ask, picking up the lube and snapping open the cap. Aether grins and obliges, flopping on his chest.  

“On your knees, Daddy,” You command, placing a hand on his hip to direct where you wanted him. His tail covers up where you want, his playful smirk contagious as you swat his ass lightly. Aether slowly moves his tail to the side, giving you access. You bite your lip as you stare, unable to help yourself when your hands grab and fondle the perfect globes presented to you. “You have such an amazing ass, Aeth,” you breathe, reaching for the discarded bottle of lube. You place a reverent kiss where your hand left, smiling as a low purr picks up in his chest at your praise.

You pour some lube onto your fingers, rubbing it around a bit to warm it. Aether makes a pleased sound as your index and middle fingers trace his opening, spreading the slick before you press in with one finger. You stay with one finger for a while, making sure he was loose enough before adding more lube and another finger. You twist your fingers experimentally, a soft ‘oh' escaping your lips as he jolts a bit, whining as he presses back onto your hand. You press teasingly on that spot again, a giggle bubbling out as he groans.  

“You’re beautiful, Aether,” you coo, adding another finger. He glances back over his shoulder, the heat in his gaze making your pace stutter briefly. It’s not long before you add another finger, stopping after a short while when Aether’s tail wraps around your wrist.  

“We should’ve tried this a while ago,” he says, voice gravely from arousal. “I’m ready, love.” His tail releases your wrist, stroking over your arm before settling to the side once more.  

You place a hand on his hip, applying a bit of pressure. “Turn over for me?” you ask, smiling softly as he follows your lead. You moan at the sight before you, Aether’s cock already leaking as he spreads his legs. His look is loving as he trails his hands down beneath his thighs. He bends his legs at the knee, pushing his hips up a little as his hands spread his ass, presenting himself ready for you.  

“Oh Aether, my love, look at you,” you say, stroking your hands down his delicious thighs as you move between them. You almost wish for a tail of your own to wrap around his ankle, the way his has twirled its way around yours.  

“Darling, I’m going to explode if you don’t get that cock in me,” he teases, his clawed hand coming up to cup your face softly.  

You shake yourself out of your daze, snorting softly at his jibe. You lean down and lick a stripe up his dick in retaliation, grinning at his over-the-top playful moan. Grabbing the lube once more, you pop open the cap and pour some directly on your dildo, using your hand to spread it up and down. You spread some more over his hole before setting the bottle down nearby.  

You grab his hip as you line yourself up, glancing up and smiling as you catch his look of pure adoration for you. “Are you ready?”  

He purrs deeply, “Always ready for you, my love.” His purr turns to a groan as you ease your way inside oh so slowly. He’s nearly panting by the time you seat yourself, his hand coming to your hip to still you. You ask if he’s okay, stroking over his abdomen. He bites his lip as he shifts his hips a little, a soft moan escaping before he replies. “I’m so far beyond good.”  

As smile tugs at your lips as you lean down and kiss across his chest. You push your hips forward in a short thrust, your smile turning to an outright grin at his noise of approval. Your rhythm is a bit awkward at first, having never done this before. Aether doesn’t seem to mind though, his words and noises encouraging you every step of the way.  

You kiss and stroke every inch of him you can reach as your cock rocks in and out of him, unable to stop words of praise falling from your lips. “You’re so gorgeous, Daddy, spread on my cock like this. I love you so much,” - “That’s it baby, let me hear you, oh fuck I love your moans.”

Aether whines deep in his chest as you swat his hand away from his dick. “Please,” he begs, “Please, baby girl, let me cum, let Daddy cum,” and there was no resisting the pleading look he sends your way, his face flushed as his claws tear into the bedsheet.  

Your hand wraps around his leaking erection, pulling it in time with your hips slamming into his. His begging doesn’t stop until his whole body seizes in ecstasy, his cum spurting out in bursts over your hand and his stomach. Your hips and slow, milking every last drop from him until he stops you gently.  

Both of you are breathing heavily, his head flopping back onto the pillow. He lifts it back up as you hum, licking his cum from your fingers. Aether groans as his dick twitches in interest, covering his eyes as his head falls back down. “You’re trying to kill me,” he chuckles, hissing softly as you pull out as gently as possible.  

“That,” you start, unhooking your harness, “was absolutely amazing.” Aether sits up and helps you pull the set off, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to him with a playful growl.  

“We are absolutely doing it again,” he says, pulling you in for a kiss, taking your bottom lip in his teeth as he slowly pulls away. You moan softly, setting your forehead against his.  

“You have such a strong hold on my heart, you know. I hope you never let go, Aether. I love you,” you murmur, your fingers lacing with his as he pulls you both down onto the bed. You snuggle up to him, settling you head under his chin and wrapping your legs with his. He pulls the blanket back over you both, starting to purr again as you both get comfortable.  

“I will never let you go,” he says, his voice full of conviction as he kissing the top of your head. You smile and nuzzle into his neck, dozing off to his chest rumbling with his purr, and his hand petting down your back.  

[crybaby-writings]

i don't think you guys understand how desperately i want to be able to read reader inserts with the bnha moms/ladies.

inko? yes please.

mitsuki? i would literally die.

rei? that's my precious baby right there.

I JUST WANT TO THORST OVER THE BNHA MOMS, PLEASE AND THANK YOU

i just want to read fics with them,, and i don't think anyone writes for them 🥺👉👈