#also lock... you're doing great sweetie

[nonexistentirl]

The Blue Wolf God and God of Chaos face off against each other. Meanwhile,

Maren: don't worry. The Blue Wolf God is here. Your dad will be fine.

Raon Tsundere Miru: h-he's not my dad! He's just my human!

Dominating Aura: I can imitate what the GoC is doing.

Cale: *scammer smile intensifies* *sticks to Lock's back to be inside Blue Wolf God's aura*

Eruhaben: the unlucky bastard is definitely up to something.

Lock: the young master is trusting me! My time has come! To be a protector!

[thebestsetter]

Kuroo has always had a bad hair.

Ever since he was a kid, one of his main physical traits is his atrocious bed hair. He wakes up like that because of how hard he presses his pillows to his ears while he sleeps, so it's not really a habit he can change easily. Also, he has never had a problem with it, especially because his pretty wife, you, said it's one of your favorite parts of him.

You always talk about how you love his hair, even if you still call him "rooster head" sometimes. You love to pet it, you love the shape, the color and everything involving his hair. Not even he is capable of understanding the "attraction" you feel for it, so he just enjoys it.

So yeah, he doesn't really hate his hair, and overtime, he learned how to keep it more "tamed" and "behaved". So he thought his hair problems were over. No more bad hair days.

Well, he thought.

"Stupid... hair tie...." Kuroo murmured, voice coming out muffled because of the pink butterfly pin with glitter that was on his mouth. His eyes held a look of extreme concentration, akin to a hunter aiming for a deer in the middle of the woods.

He was serious. In fact, he had never been so serious in his life. Because this wasn't any occasion. It was the first time you had ever let him dress up your 5 year old daughter for school. He couldn't mess this up.

Her hair needed to be perfect. He just seemed to forget he had never braided a hair before in his life.

"Daddy, are you alright?" His little girl asked, feet moving around and hands on her lap, waiting patiently for her dad to finish the "amazing hairstyle" he promised her.

If only she knew.

"Yeah, sweetheart!" Tetsuro said, drops of sweat running down his forehead. "Just wait a little more!" He said, taking his phone off his pocket while still holding a lock of hair and still with the butterfly pin in his mouth.

He then started watching a video on youtube. It's title was "How to make a braid with only 3 steps".

"Ah, so it's actually done with 3 locks of hair, not only 2!"

He then began treading his daughter's hair with such precision that it was scary. His eyes were focused and it seemed like he couldn't pay attention to anything else. It was only him, the hair ties, and the hair. Nothing else.

After a while, things were actually going somewhere.

No way. He was almost getting it finished!

"Tetsu, honey, are you guys ready?" He heard you calling from the kitchen

"One sec, love!" Kuroo shouted back. "Now I just need to do this and... AHA! My masterpiece is ready!"

"How do I look, daddy?" His daughter asked, smiling brightly at him. Even if she had some missing teeth, Kuroo swore it was the prettiest smile he had ever seen in his life. Of course it was. It was just like your's, afterall.

"You look amazing sweetie. Like a real princess! You're your dad's princess, you know that, right?"

"Thank you dad!" She smiled again, hugging him strongly. He hug her back, careful not to touch her hair in the process. He couldn't ruin his hard work!

"Now, why don't we go show mama how great you look, hm?" He crouched down and smiled at her

"Of course! Let's go dad!" She laughed, grabbing his hands and pulling him downstairs.

She really was the cutest kid Kuroo has ever seen.

"Okay sweetheart, close your eyes!" Kuroo said, peeking from the kitchen's door. "Our daughter wants to surprise you with her amazing hair - the one I braided, of course"

"Sure, Tetsu! I can't wait to see this great work of art!" You giggled, using a sarcatic tone.

I mean, look at his hair. He couldn't have an experience with braiding. It was clear the hair would look utterly horrible.

"Hey, I sensed that sarcasm!" He said, which made you giggle "Mind you, she loved it!"

"If you say so. I'm gonna close my eyes now!" You smiled, putting your hands on front of your eyes to show them you wouldn't cheat and open your eyes

"No peaking, mama!" You heard your daughter saying, her little footsteps making you realize she entered the kitchen.

"Yeah, no peaking!" Kuroo agreed.

Gosh, they really were the same.

"Okay, okay! I'm not gonna peek"

"Now, I'm gonna count to three and say 'now'. Then you can open your eyes!" Kuroo said, voice showing how excited he was

"Okay!" You smiled

"1..."

You were really starting to think he did a great job. He looked so proud of it, after all!

"2..."

You heard your daughter giggling in the background. Maybe you really judged your husband wrong. Maybe he did know how to braid hairs.

"3..."

You were sure it would be at least decent. If it was, then you'd let your daughter wear it to school. If they were both happy, why not?

"Now!"

You then remove your hands from your face and open your eyes, meeting the most...

Atrocious braid you've ever seen.

"She's not going like that to school." You deadpanned, looking at the hair and wondering why he thought this looked good. Had he never seen a braid before in his life?

"HUH? WHY NOT?" Kuroo shouted, his chest that was once proudly puffed up now deflating

"Why not, mama?" Your daughter started tearing up, looking up at you with big, pleading eyes.

"It looks..." terrible. Is what you really wanted to say.

But looking at your the sad faces of your family members, you didn't find the strength to do so. And so, with a sigh, you smiled and said

"Too good! Other kids will be jealous!"

"For a moment there I thought you were judging my hairstyling habilities!" Kuroo laughed, that obnoxious laugh of his that you loved so much echoing through the halls

"Oh!" Your daughter also laughed, the same way her dad did "There's no problem! I can tell dad to do their hairstyles too!"

"Great idea, sweetie!" Kuroo agreed with her, eyes sparkling up

"I think... it's better if you don't"

"What do you mean by that?" Kuroo asked, looking straight at you with a very sad face.

"Just... you don't seem to have a talent with hairs."

"But you told me you love my hair!" Tetsuro pouted

"I do. And I love you, too!" You kissed his nose, making him smirk at you.

"Not enough. What about... here?"

He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in for a kiss on the lips. It was full of all the love and passion he held for you and the family you both created together.

"Ewww, daddy and mommy are kissing! Gross!" Your daughter put her tongue out and did a "throwing up" mimic, making you both laugh.

"Now, let's take you to school, sweetheart!"

You smiled, leading both your husband and your daughter to the car.

You really loved your family, even if Kuroo didn't know how to deal with hairs sometimes.

You wonder if he would "get along" better with his son's hair. The son that he still doesn't know is in your belly right now.

Well, he still has 7 months to practice for when the time comes.

~ A/N: FINALLY WROTE A REQUEST!! It was so fun writing this omG. I love healthy families 💕. ALSO, first hq fic!! 🥳🥳

Masterlist

[roguerogerss]

The President

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Reader

W/C: 3.2k

Warnings: SMUT!!, Livia is also a warning.

(this is getting out of hand now. someone please for the love of GOD stop me from writing these. also the president thing got away from me in this one and i feel sick.) (EDIT: here’s part 2 babes, as requested!) (requests r open, send me stuff here)

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“Well, Felix will obviously get it." You'd hardly been listening to the conversation at hand, but Lysistrata seemed to be making a point that you wouldn't want to miss, given her excessive gesturing whilst talking, "His father was the last President, and he was great, I'm sure they'll take that into consideration-"

"But Festus is smarter." Livia cut in, snippish as always, pointed nose turned up and drink poised, looking like a judging, middle-aged woman. "And he's got the grades to prove it. And he was thought of very highly within the University, you know."

"But what about Pup? Surely he'll make a better president than Festus, and I dare say Felix, aswell." Clemensia was next to make her point, "Eugh, thinking about Festus at school, how sloppy he was," She'd turned to you, now, "Do you remember that? How on earth could he make a good president?"

"But he's different now, Clemmie, such a great husband, and he'll be such a great President, when he gets the position later." Livia was always so disgustingly sure of herself, it made you want to tell her to shut up, and then, after the fact, lock yourself in your apartment for the next few hours and scream into a pillow. "What about you, Y/N? Who do you think will get it?"

You hadn't even bothered to listen to what the rest of the women thought the pros and cons of their respective husbands being President of Panem, were. Your ears had only really perked up upon hearing your name come from Livia's puckered little mouth. "Well, I think you're discounting Coriolanus."

This warranted an eruption of laughter from all of the women around you, Clemmie laughed so hard that she had to grip your arm for support, and Livia pointed her glass at the rest of your former classmates and laughed with them over your statement. "You can't be serious!" Livia shrieked. "I mean, I know he's your husband and all, sweetie, but he's a total rule breaker, they need someone reliable, trustworthy! Your Coriolanus isn't anything of the sort."

Your Coriolanus. It almost made your face crack into a smile, and you had to roll your tongue around in your mouth to keep from giggling like the schoolgirl you once were. You'd only been married to Coriolanus for three days, but you'd had to postpone your honeymoon so that he could go ahead with his running for President of Panem. It didn't feel quite real, yet, that you'd married your childhood sweetheart, and hearing Livia refer to him as your husband, as much as you hated her, made your head spin with happiness.

"He'd be more than capable, Livia. He's smart, incredibly smart, and that's been recognised, too. And he's seen more of Panem than anyone you'd consider to be a prime candidate. Dr Gaul loves him, surely her vote is better counted than most anyone else's." You countered. Normally, you wouldn't involve yourself with such arguments. Your high school friends had been married a lot longer than you had, settled at twenty as opposed to your wedding at twenty-three, and you'd always had the gruelling job of listening in on them competing with eachother.

Who's husband was best at this, who's was best at that? Who's father-in-law was richest, who's husband had bought them the bigger house after the wedding, who's husband fucked them the most and who's was best? You'd vowed to yourself that, when the time came, and you and Coryo finally married, you wouldn't bother telling anyone much of your personal life.

"I suppose you have a point." Clemensia was easily the nicest out of your friends, the only one you really enjoyed the company of, and she liked Coriolanus, too. While the others only seemed to slander him, what with his stint in the games and his time as a Peacekeeper, she only ever seemed to speak about him from a place of friendship. "Coriolanus is smart, and Dr Gaul adores him, remember when we mentored? He'd have won the Plinth prize, for sure, if everything else hadn't happened."

"But it did, though, Clemensia. It did happen, and I think his chances have been ruined, if I'm honest." Lysistrata made her first comment in a few minutes.

"They've definitely been ruined. I mean, half of the Capitol think he's a rebel." Livia scoffed.

"But the other half think he's brilliant. A young, complex mind. Someone who doesn't think like the rest of us do." You took a sip from your drink, and Livia scowled at you. She knew you were right, and, although Livia always had a counter argument, she seemed lost on this one. "I suppose we'll have to wait. Maybe the half of us who think he's great will outweigh the half who don't."

"I suppose we will, slim chance and all, but..." Livia shrugged and clicked her tongue. "We won't be waiting too long, look."

She gestured to the television, which had been playing commentary from Lucretius 'Lucky' Flickerman, and had now switched to all four men standing uniformly on a stage, crowds surrounding them. Lucky uttered something about how the last votes had now been cast, and so it was time to announce the President.

Livia gasped and grabbed your hand, then Lysistrata's, and Clemensia took hold of your other one, giving it a slight squeeze and sending a small smile your way. "This is it!" Livia announced dramatically.

"Hold tight, ladies! One of us is about to be First Lady of Panem." It was painfully obvious, when Livia said 'one of us', that she meant herself. You knew she wouldn't even think about being happy for any of the rest of you, should it be anyone other than Festus claiming the title.

"Here, we have our four presidential candidates." Lucky announced on the television, "All Academy and University graduates, we have, Festus Creed, Felix Ravinstill, Pliny Harrington, and, last but not least, Coriolanus Snow!"

You smiled softly when the camera panned over the boys on stage, your childhood friends, your husband, standing side by side, all up for the position of President. Coriolanus' suit was pressed to perfection by Tigris, and you'd done his hair for him that morning, he looked amazing - handsome, professional, presidential.

"Now, in this envelope, I have the name of the man, out of these four, who will become President of Panem." Lucky flashed a black and gold envelope, and then stalled for a few seconds, having a pigeon fly out of his sleeve, and making an out of place remark about magic.

"The time has come." The broadcast was incredibly dramatic, and you wished he'd just cut the unnecessary stuff and put you all out of your misery. "The new President of Panem, is..."

The silence of Lucky's pause was filled with Livia clamping a hand over her mouth and squealing, you wished even further that she would just be quiet.

"Coriolanus Snow!"

You'd hardly been expecting him to actually win, but Coryo had put so much of himself into his campaign, and you felt a huge sense of pride wash over you as the cameras closed in on him and his face lit up in one of his stunning, toothy grins. Your eyes widened in shock, and you heard Clemmie laugh excitedly.

"Congratulations!" She let go of your hand and threw her arms around you. "Coriolanus deserves this, really, he does, and so do you!"

You hadn't a clue what to say to anyone, whether to revel in your glory or to extend your sympathy that their husbands hadn't won, but, when you turned to see Livia's face, bright red and obviously stewing in anger, and Lysistrata's dropped in sheer disappointment, you almost laughed out loud.

"I suppose the part of the Capitol who love Coryo is bigger than the part who don't." You smiled sweetly at Livia. "I wish Festus better luck next time.”

-

The rest of the day dragged on, Livia had only been letting her anger fester and had hardly said a word since the announcement - you certainly weren't complaining - and the rest of the girls were simply flooding you with questions, congratulations, and stories from when they'd been growing up with Coriolanus, as though reminding you of the fact they'd been there since before he was President.

The reporters had become an issue, too. Coryo had warned you about them, kneeling in front of you after fastening the straps of your high heels that morning. "They'll try to bleed you dry, whether I win or not. Just try to ignore them, don't give them much. All they want is a story." And then, he'd kissed you and smoothed your hair down, soothing you on what he knew was already a nerve-wracking morning.

You tried to remember his words, solidified with that kiss, every time they approached you. Don't give them too much, but don't give them nothing, ignore them where you can, wait until you've been properly trained on how to give interviews. It began to dawn on you that your entire life might start to feel like this, now, and you made a mental note to tell Coryo all of your concerns later and let him silence them for you.

You didn't see your husband for almost an hour after the announcement, and most of the women you'd been with before the broadcast were badly drunk by the time he showed his face. It was in the middle of a particularly slurred story, about something that Clemmie absolutely should not have been telling every female University graduate that she knew, that you'd felt the large, familiar hand snake it's way around your waist.

You turned to find Coryo standing there, beaming down at you. "Hello, First Lady." He mused. You smiled so widely at him, and quickly pulled his face down to connect your lips in an almost too suggestive kiss, earning whoops from the crowd of girls you'd gone to school with.

"Sorry, ladies, I'm going to borrow my wife for a while, if you don't mind." Coryo smiled to everyone, and then accepted side-hugs and kisses on the cheek and congratulations from everybody around you.

Afterwards, he quickly pressed his hands to either side of your waist and started to guide you through the crowd of people, avoiding reporters where he could and, where he couldn't, telling them he'd give them a proper interview later, but had somewhere to be at that moment. Most everyone you passed would clap him on the shoulder or shriek something that sounded congratulatory.

Eventually, you reached an empty hall, with large hardwood doors and, inside, marble pillars and polished stone floors. You looked around, amazed, you'd never been to this particular building before, but every room you'd gone into so far was a marvel in itself.

"I don't have long, shouldn't even be away from everything going on at all, but I couldn't resist seeing you any longer." Coryo admitted, face flushed as though this was a first date. You smiled gratefully at him.

"Thought I was going to die if I had to speak to anyone else from the Academy. I mean, how annoying is everyone we went to school with?" Coryo chuckled, approaching you and enveloping you in his arms. His suit smelled of roses, like always, and it calmed you so deeply that you wanted to stay that way forever, inhaling his scent and forgetting about every other responsibility you had.

"I'm sorry I left you with them for so long. Especially Livia, even Festus isn't as mad as she is." Coryo held you at an arms length and smoothed your hair affectionately. You leaned into his hand.

"She's certainly been a pleasure." You joked.

Coriolanus laughed and then, quickly, his lips were on yours, catching you off guard and making you smile against him. "Wanted to come and see you because I couldn't stop thinking about you." He explained, lips becoming rougher on yours by the second.

You knew exactly what he meant, as his hand squeezed your waist and he backed you into one of the pillars. "That car ride here, you're such a tease, and all for me, hmm?"

"All for you." You agreed, breathlessly.

"Such a bad girl, though. Getting me all riled up like that and not doing anything about it. Making me flustered, I was struggling to talk to people, just thinking about fucking you." His fingers ran from your cheek, down your neck and to your collarbone, which was exposed and red hot with arousal, "And you're so flushed, honey, makes me wonder if, maybe, you did this on purpose. Maybe you wanted me to think about it all day, wanted me to be pining for you, didn't you?"

You were quiet, just revelling in the way his rough fingers felt against your skin. Coryo’s voice hardened slightly, and the sense of authority had you sucking your bottom lip between your teeth. “Answer me, sweetheart."

"I wanted you to think of me, Coryo." You reached out and brushed a stray curl from his forehead. “I love knowing you're thinking about me."

"Oh, baby, I'm always thinking about you." His eyes raked over your body and you suddenly felt naked under his gaze. “But I think, after your little stint earlier, getting me so hard in the car and then having me walk through a crowd like that where you knew people would see, you need to be punished."

"Mm," You hummed. "And what would my punishment be, President Snow."

Coryo practically growled upon hearing you call him that, the power of it all, and he gripped you roughly by the back of the neck and slammed his lips onto yours, a clash of teeth and tongue, so rough, so hot. "I wasn't going to do this, but, I have to take care of this," He pointed to his clothed, but very obvious erection. "So, be a good girl and bend over that railing for me, will you?"

"What?" Your voice was blunt and your eyes wide. Never had Coryo asked you to do anything of the sort. You were all for commands in the bedroom, in the kitchen, even in the car, but he'd never been so public about it. "Coryo, there are so many people out there. Someone could walk in."

"I don't care, sugar, I'm the President now, remember?" His fingers had curled around your chin, tilting it upwards for you to look at him. “Don't you think it's my right to be able to fuck my wife wherever I please?"

You felt a wetness pooling between your legs at the sound of him calling you his wife, and at how horny he so obviously was, and so, slowly, seductively, you bent over the marble railing, overlooking a staircase and, below, another polished room. You pulled the skirt of your red, silk dress up past your thighs and over the curve of your ass, painfully slowly, never breaking eye contact with Coriolanus, who's mouth was hanging open and you could see his tongue gliding over his top teeth.

"That's it." He coed, positioning himself behind you and pushing your dress up even further, so that your waist and most of your back was on display now, too. He ran his hands over your exposed skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. "That's my girl. If you're good, you'll get your reward later, yeah?"

"And what would my reward be?"

"I'll make you cum so many times you'll be seeing stars, darling, I promise." He bent over you, kissing your neck, “But, for now, let me fuck you, and keep yourself quiet. Can you do that?"

You didn't honestly think you could, you never managed to, even when you pressed a hand to your mouth, bit down on his shoulder or your wrist, your neighbours were still more than able to hear your whimpers and moans. But you nodded, anyway, too excited by his proposal for later on. "Good." He gently moved your hair off of your back and pressed a kiss to the back of your neck. "Good girl."

He'd only unzipped his slacks and pushed your skimpy underwear to the side, but that was all he needed, and you were so wet that it made it easy for him to slide straight into you, both of your moans echoing around the hall as he did so.

The sounds of his skin slapping against yours, and your moans, muffled by the palm of your hand, were so ludicrous, here in this huge, pure white room, that it made the experience a hundred times hotter, in your opinion. "You'll be a good girl for me now, won't you? After I've filled you up, you'll be my perfect girl, hmm?"

"Yes, Coryo!" A loud moan left your lips, which only lead Coriolanus to smack your ass once, something that he only did to warn you if you were getting too loud. "I'll be good, I promise."

He was bent fully over you, chest pressed against your back, cheek to your shoulder blade, and his lips being right at your ear had you getting close, every thrust of his hips, every whisper of your name or breathy moan, the way his hands continued to roam your body. "Coryo, I'm getting close." You whispered.

"Hold it. Didn't say you could cum, did I?" You began to protest, but he cut you off before you could even make your point, "You've been a bad girl, and you need to take your punishment seriously. Do you understand?"

You went quiet, the idea of him fucking you, getting you so close only to pull you back, had you lost for words. His hand found your neck, and he squeezed his fingers around it gently, making you cry out in pleasure, "I said, do you understand?"

"Yes! Yes, Coryo, I understand." You whined, "You feel too good."

"Gonna cum." He warned, and only a few seconds later, his hips stuttered against you and he stifled an especially guttural groan against your shoulder as you felt warm ropes of cum filling you up.

His whole body shuddered, and he pressed his face as far into your back as it could go, breathing heavily. When he pulled out of you, leaving you bent over the railing, throbbing and clenching around nothing, a few drops of cum dropped down your leg, and he felt his cock twitching just at the sight.

"It's taking everything in me not to make you cum right here, trust me, sweetheart." Coryo tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear when you finally managed to stand up - albeit wobbly - and then immediately began fussing over his own hair. "But you need to wait, you understand that, don't you? Need to prove to me you can be good."

"I will, Coryo." You helped him out with his hair, smoothing it gently. "Promise."

"Good girl." He helped you to pull your dress down and fix your underwear, and then pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I'll have to go back out there. Try not to murder Livia for me, okay?"

Coryo opened the door, so that you could both go and rejoin your respective parties, but your legs were shaking so badly you found yourself hardly able to stand, nevermind walk. Coriolanus smirked at this, watching you smugly.

He fixed out his suit jacket, and then leaned in for one last kiss. "I'll see you soon, okay?"

"See you soon, President Snow."

[toxicanonymity]

Pre-tlou Joel being part of a raiding group, coming across reader, and Joel claiming her for himself. Possessive non con 🥵

Raider (Original)

800 words, dark!Joel Miller x f!Reader

RAIDER MASTER LIST | joel master

WARNINGS - NSFW I8+ Noncon (via implicit threat) unsafe PIV, pet names and praise, oral m, dark, posessive, Joel can pick reader up. This is fiction. don't like the themes? Please don't read.

"Drop her," he booms at the men who are dragging you kicking and screaming as they bicker about who goes first. "Now."

"Relax Miller, there's plenty to go around," one of the guys says and beckons him to join. "Ain't that right, sweetie?" The man adds, lifting your chin with the end of his rifle.

Miller raises his gun. "I said drop her." They don't. Miller fires a warning shot and they finally do. "Tired of you rookies," Miller says. "Show some respect."

"Yes sir." The men compose themselves and disperse.

Relief washes over you. He's saving you. You're going to get out of this unscathed. You stand up and begin to hobble away, sore from being smacked around.

Miller trains his gun on you. "Don't you fuckin' dare."

You raise your hands in surrender.

"Good girl, now c'mere."

You hesitantly approach him and he throws you over his shoulder. He carries you back inside, into a bedroom, and throws you down on an old mattress. Another man approaches and stands in the doorway. He tells Miller "Oooh, nice find." The man starts unbuckling his own belt.

"Did I say I was sharin'? Go do your goddamn job." He aims his gun at the man. The man gulps, buckles his belt, and scurries away. Joel closes the door behind him and locks it.

-

"Alright now, sweet pea." Miller unbuckles his belt. The blood drains from your face.

"Be a good girl and this'll be over quick, okay?"

You nod. At least there's only one of him.

He palms himself over his tactical pants then takes out his raging erection. It's imposing. You're afraid.

His boots thud as he approaches the mattress. He looms over you. "Now, you're gonna suck this cock and you're gonna like it, understand?" He strokes himself and his brow furrows as he looks at you.

You nod.

"Cause you don't want me passin' you to those guys, trust me."

You nod as tears prickle your eyes. You get up on your knees and take him into your mouth - not all of him, it's impossible, but you try. He puts his hands on the back of your head and fucks your face.

This can’t be over soon enough, but you also can’t deny a feeling growing between your legs. Having his cock in your mouth makes you tingle. It’s so hard, and his precum tastes nice and salty.

“Look at me,” he demands. You don’t want to look him in the eye, so you focus on his messy brown hair. It’s nice.

“Doin' great, sweet pea. Now do me a favor and pull down your pants.”

You take him out of your mouth and wipe the slobber off your lips. He half-smiles with a twinkle in his eye and strokes himself as you pull down your pants.

“Where do you want it, sweet pea?” He squats down and fingers you. Your cheeks burn when he smiles at your wetness. “This one?” he asks and enters you with two fingers.

You nod. It’s preferable to the alternative.

“Alright, you want it like this or you wanna turn around?”

You still don’t want to look him in the eye, so you turn around on all fours. He yanks your pants off to make room for himself between your legs.

“Good girl,” he says. He kneels behind you, then you feel the smooth head of his cock at your entrance. He plunges into you about half way with a grunt, pulls back a little, then plunges forward again, bottoming out with a throaty sigh. Your eyes well up in tears, but your body welcomes the intrusion.

“Damn, you’re tight,” he says as he fucks you, hands on your hips, pulling you back with each thrust. “Good thing I kept ya all for myself. They would’ve ruined this pretty little hole.” The tip of his cock pushes a special button inside you with each thrust, and you begin to unravel.

He’s quiet for a minute, save for his grunts. His grunts turn into moans, then you feel him twitch inside you.

He pulses violently, his large hands jerking you back into him as he pumps you full of hot cum. His pulsations send you and you groan as your own climax is pulled from your depths, contracting on his cock.

“Well damn,” he says when you’re both finished. “It’s a good day for both of us.”

He pulls out and you collapse onto the mattress. He comes around and looks you in the face and you look up at him with watery eyes. He cups your cheek affectionately and reassures you he’ll guard the room for you until everyone’s loading up to leave.

-

6 month note: Thank you so much for reading! I know this is old by now, but I still really appreciate your reblogs and comments. 🥹🖤 when I start to recognize raider superfans I try to follow.

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[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Replace ass with thighs in husks's drinking game, and charlie would *also* be downing a whole bottle.

one bottle down, a hell of a lot more to go

Charlie: "-and don't get me STARTED on the whole entirely too hot REST of her!"

Angel Dust: "What, like her winnin' personality?"

Husk: "Her temper sure is fucking hot."

Charlie: "ARMS!!"

Charlie: "Her arms you guys. Hhholy shit her arms...."

Husk: "They look normal as fuck to me."

Charlie: "THEY'RE. SO. FUCKING. STRONG. Do you have aNY idea how strong her arms are!? You ever been CARRIED in them???/"

Angel Dust: "She threw me off a roof once, Chuckles."

Charlie: "Throwing isn't the only way those hands and forearms are good at getting people off!"

Husk: "Fuck this. I need you to be knock out drunk in the next five minutes."

Charlie: (swaying in chair) "She wears those looooog fingerless gloves, all fancy, and I loooove... slooowly pulling them off... giving forearm kisses... knuckle kisses... kiss the scar on the palm of her hand..."

Husk: "DRINK."

Angel Dust: "Hold up on the booze Kitten Man, I gotta professional interest in this now. Go on, Morning Starlet."

Charlie: "The way she -hic-" (goat bleat) "-she sometimes gets fed up and drags me down for other, other kisses half way through heheh -hic-" (goat bleat) "HEH."

Angel Dust: "Now THIS I wanna hear!"

Husk: "Well I sure as bleating don't."

Angel Dust: "What's her technique like, Charlie Chip? I gotta whole personality chart based on how someone locks lips an' I've been DYIN' ta get her on there so's I can roast her in a whole new way!"

Charlie: "She drags me down for kisses sometimes, y'know...? ..a lot of the times..."

Angel Dust: "Yeah sure I heard you, but what KINDA kisses-"

Charlie: "The, BEST, kisses! Breast kisses??? Those- those too."

Charlie: "Vagg- HIC-" (goat bleat) "-ieee...."

Charlie: (giggles) (slumps over)

Angel Dust: "Oh c'mon!"

Angel Dust: (shaking her) "Wake UP bitch! What about booby smooches!? Does she start with upper lip or lower? Open or closed? She don't lead with her tongue does she?? Charlie! OPEN YA EYES AN' SPEAK TA ME, YA WAS JUST ABOUT TO GET TO THE ACTUALY INTERESTIN' STUFF!!!"

Vaggie: "What stuff."

Angel Dust: (SCREAMS)

Husk: "Your sex stuff."

Angel Dust: (ducking behind husk) "I DIDN'T HEAR NOTHIN' I SWEAR!"

Husk: "I fucking did, all against my will, like usual in this fucking place. I was just trying to get her drunk off her ass."

Vaggie: "You're both lucky her ass looks great drunk."

Husk: "Don't you fucking start."

Charlie: (flops over and right against vaggie's chest)

Charlie: "... oh??? I knoooow these pecs~"

Vaggie: "Hi sweetie."

Charlie: "Vaaaaagggiiii- HIC-" (goat bleat) "-eee hiiiiii...!"

Vaggie: "Maaaa to you too, babe. I'm picking you up now okay?"

Charlie: "Hhm... I think, maaaybe, you need a better one liner than 'maaaa' if you wanna pi- HIC-" (goat bleat) "-k girls up, Vaggie..."

Vaggie: "Lucky me I'm already dating one."

Charlie: "You are??" (tearing up) "So I can't, I can't a-hic-sk you out..?"

Vaggie: (carrying her upstairs) "Charlie. We share a room."

Charlie: "OOOH and we were ROOMMATES??"

Vaggie: "We also share a bed."

Charlie: "ANd THERE WAS ONLY -HIC-" (goat bleat) "-ONE BED!!!!"

Vaggie: "Babe..."

Charlie: "SO I'VE STILL GOT A CH-HIC-ANCE WITH YOU!"

Vaggie: (chuckling) "Always, Charlie. Seduce me later when you're sober though, for now let's just tuck you in."

Charlie: "Okaaaaaa-hic- ayyy!"

Charlie: "...you know what? You look a LOT like my girlfriend..."

Vaggie: "Really."

Charlie: "It's a compliment! She's very preddy~"

Vaggie: "Thank you."

Charlie: "I miss my girlfriend, Vaggie."

Vaggie: "Well I'm sure she's around here somewhere."

Charlie: (crying) "I m-hic-" (distant goat bleat) "-miss her sooooo MUCH..!"

Husk: "...."

Husk: "You're one lucky fuck. She could've killed you."

Angel Dust: "She probably will anyway, once her supposedly sexy hands ain't full of dunk as fuck demon lady anymore. I'm living on borrowed time, Huskers."

Husk: "Now that I'll drink to."

Angel Dust: "Bitch~"

[stay-dazed]

stray kids as dads

notes: female reader, and you're married here. so sorry if anything came out repetitive!

chan: chan, as anyone would have expected, is an amazing father, thanks in part to raising 7 other men for a living. you're so happy to see your husband and your son taime bond together over the years, especially over chan's favorite thing - music. he takes taime to the studio fairly regularly, where uncle jisung and changbin are so excited to see him that they barely get any work done. and when chan works from home, taime joins him by sitting on his lap and asking him tons of questions about how all the colorful tabs on his laptop work.

chan patiently answers all his questions, even if he's answered some before. taime's only 7 years old after all, so he doesn't always remember what chan's told him. but he still shows a ton of interest, and always says he wants to grow up to be just like his appa.

chan really is a great dad. he's very patient and always willing to help his child when he needs it, although he doesn't always make problems just go away. he may just try to guide taime through it so he can learn to make good decisions for himself as he grows. he's also very playful with taime. they love to play-wrestle, play various sports together since chan grew up incredibly athletic himself, race each other, and so on.

actually one of chan's favorite ways they race together is when they come home from running an errand or from picking taime up from school, and they run inside to give you a big hug. you just love it when they do that, because it makes you feel so loved and appreciated. the hug may catch you off guard while you're busy working around the house, and it may almost knock you over now and again, but you wouldn't ever miss a hug from your favorite boys.

"okay, buddy, ready to see who can give mom the biggest hug first?"

minho: while minho wasn't initially expecting to be a father, at least not anytime soon, he still became a great dad to your daughter, jimin. she's 3 now and absolutely has minho wrapped around her little finger, though he'd never admit to that. she loves to play dress-up with her appa, adding clips and bows to his hair, messily painting his nails, and putting shaky lip tint onto his lips. and the entire time minho just sits there patiently, smiling at jimin's excited expression and encouraging her with kind words," i'm sure i look very pretty, sweetie. thank you." his face drops if he ever catches you laughing, though.

jimin also loves having lazy days, and minho never argues with that. so on the days he gets off from work, they'll both stay in their pajamas all day, watch cartoons, eat sweets for their meals, and take naps. the lock screen on your phone is actually a photo of them sleeping together; jimin in her little pink pajama set laying on her appa's chest comfortably, a little pigtail in both of their hair.

but what makes minho happiest is watching jimin play with the fuzzy trio - soonie, doongie, and dori. she'll take one of the feather toys and play with them for hours, if they have the energy. and minho could watch the entire time, sipping on his coffee and taking a couple videos. he's just so happy she loves the cats as much as he does.

"jimin baby, look at the camera. hi pretty! can you smile for me?"

changbin: changbin was so ready and so excited to be a father. he just knew he'd be a great dad, with how understanding and good at listening he is. and sure enough, he became a rock for your 4 year old daughter nari. whenever she's crying over things important to her, like spilling her juice or missing her favorite show on pbs, he listens closely to her while wiping her tears away with his thumb. he then reassures her that he understands exactly why she's upset, and that things will be okay. he'll just refill her juice or put on another show she loves.

changbin really is nari's superhero. you can just tell how much she looks up to him already. like the time she accidentally tripped and hit her head against the leg of a chair. she cried and ran to her appa, holding her arms open for changbin to pick her up, which he did immediately. he held her safe against his chest and looked closely at her head to make sure everything was okay. after confirming it just left a bump, he rocked her back and forth, saying softly," it's okay aegi, you'll be okay." you came in from the backyard to see him rocking her in his arms.

she looked up at him with starry eyes, slowly calming down. eventually, she actually fell asleep in his arms, completely forgetting about the pain. you smile as you watch them. changbin is your superhero too.

"let me give it a kiss, aegi. i have magic kisses that'll make it all better."

hyunjin: you could tell just how ecstatic your husband was to have a little baby girl, only a month old now. hyunjin holds joon in his arms as often as he can, without taking her away from your bonding time of course. he has a gentle, adoring look in his eyes as he watches her sleep, all swaddled up and comfy. he'll sit in silence for a bit before expressing a random thought like," she has your nose, love" or "do you think she's dreaming right now? what do babies dream about?"

he's confided in you before about how he's scared, wondering if he'll truly be a good father. but you have so much confidence in him. he's such a patient and loving person, and he's very protective of your little girl. you can see so clearly the happiness he has when doing even the most simple everyday things, like helping you choose her clothes in the morning or buckling her up in her carseat, cooing at her the entire time. and he's especially happy when showing her off to people. he just beams with pride as they also coo over her and say sweet things like," oh she's so beautiful, just like her mama."

it's the greatest when watching the members argue to see who can hold joon first, and who will be the best uncle. you and hyunjin both relax on the couch, leaning against each other and fighting against the fatigue that creeps in after many a sleepless night. you watch chan hold joon, baby-talking to her while jisung looks over his shoulder with the widest smile on his face. joon will be raised surrounded by so much love, and you couldn't be more thankful.

"my mom gifted us the socks she's wearing- changbin make sure you're supporting her head. i know you know, just be careful. she's so fragile."

jisung: jisung was so nervous to become a father, wondering if he could really raise a child. but even then, he couldn't hide his very obvious excitement. he couldn't believe he'd have a son of his own that would look up to him, just like he had his dad. and junseo, now 2, is truly the light of his life. besides you of course. though the both of you learn through trial and error, just as all first-time parents do, jisung is still the perfect father in your eyes.

he's patient and loving, and lots of fun. your son can be heard giggling all throughout the day as jisung plays with him, or tickles him just to hear that happy sound. he does the exact same thing in public. anything silly to make his baby boy laugh, even if people may look at him weird. you can tell jisung's anxiety, while not completely gone, has decreased significantly since becoming more confident as a father. he's not nervous ordering for his family at restaurants, or taking junseo to his doctor appointments on his own when you're busy visiting a friend.

he still panics inside just a little whenever junseo gets hurt or catches a cold, but he's fantastic at remaining calm and patching him up. he'll carefully clean the owie, put a bandaid on it, and give it a kiss to make it feel better. and he takes time to learn recipes from his mom that help battle a cold. jisung is growing so much and you couldn't be more proud of him.

like chan, he takes his son to the studio with him in order to raise him around music. though it's a little more difficult to concentrate than in chan's case, since junseo is really young and needs more attention to avoid getting himself into trouble (which he gets from jisung, let's be honest.)

"hey junseo, jagi, could you please not climb on appa's chair? thank you. wait- no no, don't pull those wires!"

felix: felix knew since he was in highschool that he wanted to be a father, especially of a daughter. the thought of having his own little girl had always appealed to him, making his heart feel warm. and after a long and complicated birth process that occurred a month early, you both welcomed your son theo into the world. felix could do nothing but hold his tiny miracle baby, his teddy, in his arms and cry happy tears as you recovered in bed.

now theo's 5 years old and while he's smaller than other boys his age, he's still a little spitfire with enough energy and curiosity to last him a lifetime. and felix is still absolutely head over heels for him. on his days off, felix spends time with theo by watching cartoons with him, dancing to music with him (usually stray kids), and baking with him, which often leads to some messy outcome. but at least they're really cute while doing it.

felix is a great father, so gentle and amazing at teaching. the moments you catch them in make your heart swell with happiness and gratitude. for example, the time you were looking out the kitchen window as you did the dishes, and you saw felix showing theo a bug outside, encouraging him to always be curious about the world around him.

or like right now. 8:00, theo's bedtime before starting his first day at kindergarten tomorrow. you find felix holding him safely in his arms, telling him a story in korean that his mom used to tell when he was theo's age. it's sentimental, as well as teaching theo to appreciate the cultures coming from both his parents. felix, just like you, is nervous about sending his baby to school tomorrow, but you know they'll both be just fine.

"okay teddy bear, time to go to sleep. you have a big day tomorrow. i love you so much, son."

seungmin: similar to minho, seungmin never expected to be a father. like at all in his entire life. but when it happened unexpectedly, he was supported by his family and closest friends. in time, he began to develop more confidence in himself. and as each day with his little girl chin-sun passed by, seungmin was filled with more and more love and comfort. chin-sun brought him comfort.

and she still does to this day, as she grows closer to turning 3 years old. you can see the comfort seungmin feels in the way he picks up your little girl to spin her around, or the way he lets her wear his shirt after bathtime even though it's the size of a tent on her. the way he kisses her forehead every night after she falls asleep, and the way he sings to her every day.

like right now. it's time for dinner, which means cleanup time in chin-sun's play room, and you can hear seungmin singing. it's a little distant over the bubbling of the food on the stovetop, but you know it by heart and hum along anyway. it's called "the cleanup" song. seungmin made it up himself to encourage your little girl to have fun while doing things she's supposed to do. there's also songs for bathtime, bedtime, driving to grandma's house, etc. it's incredibly creative, and one of the cutest things you've ever seen your husband do.

people who don't genuinely know seungmin may find him blunt or standoffish, but you know how he really is. he becomes a better dad every day, if that's even possible, and he'd do absolutely anything for his two favorite girls.

"okay silly, let's go eat. you did a good job cleaning up! did you have fun singing with appa?"

jeongin: jeongin honestly never put much thought into kids and if he wanted them. but the day you announced you were pregnant, he was filled with determination to take very good care of his wife and child. he worked so hard right off the bat, reading books on pregnancy and birthing, and calling his dad to ask for advice on being one himself. the farther along you got in your pregnancy, the more protective jeongin became over you. all he wanted was for you to relax and stay safe.

and the day your son haneul came along, jeongin was beaming with pride. he told you multiple times how thankful he was to you for providing him with something so precious. that night in the hospital, where you were kept until morning just to be safe, jeongin again promised himself to be the best father and husband he could ever be, before dozing off in a rickety chair placed next to your bed.

now, a year later, haneul is one happy little boy. always smiling and giggling, and he absolutely loves giving people hugs and kisses. jeongin was never the overly affectionate type, but now all he loves to do is give his son hugs and kisses. his uncles absolutely adore it as well and are eager to babysit him whenever possible. simply put, haneul just has a way of making everyone around him happy.

you're filled with joy every time you see your husband spend happy moments with your boy. moments such as jeongin picking little designer shoes for hanuel's outfits, or patiently letting haneul climb all over him as he sits on the couch. it's so sweet to see. jeongin really turned out to be the amazing father he promised to be.

"are you having fun, son? yeah? ah hannie, lift your leg, you got appa's hair."

[ryuzakistoe]

The Rin x Reader story is great! Can you please make a part 3 for with angst with bad ending? After Rin came back from the Blue Lock, he learned that the reader passed away and also learned that she passed away the day the last time he saw her.

YESS I DEFINITELY CANN I HOPE U ENJOY THIS‼️😌

Reunited once more PART 3 ANGST VER. (Rin Itoshi x Fem!reader)

Lots of angst, language, depression, self-blame, fem!reader, breaking down Rin Itoshi😢

a/n: I'm definitely doing my boy isagi next😅😏

“Rin…”

Its no use…how could you tell him now?

“Please…wait..”

You haven't even told him about your condition.

“Come back..”

With each passing second, his figure grew smaller and smaller.

Its too late now.

He's gone.

…

You fell onto your knees as you began to cough out blood.

Shit…please…not now…

Your eyes welled up with tears once more as you clenched the fabric of your shirt over your heart.

You didn't get to tell him about your heart condition.

The pain in your chest was almost unbearable as you began to cry harder.

Your vision began to fade to black as you prayed for Rin to come back.

“Rin…”

Those were the last words you mumbled before you finally collapsed onto the hard, cold floor.

~~~🥀~~~

*BEEP*

*BEEP*

*BEEP*

You let out a groan as you slowly opened your eyes.

You let out a soft wince as your eyes were blinded by light.

As you adjusted to the brightness, you began to take in your surroundings.

‘Where am I..?’

You moved your head towards the side as you saw a familiar figure sitting besides your bed.

“Mom..?” you weakly mumbled.

Hearing her name, your mother perked her head up.

Her eyes were swollen, as if she was already crying.

“Y/n! Goodness you're awake. Baby… what happened? I found you on the floor outside…what were you doing? You know how dangerous that is with your condition.” your mother lectured as she began to hug you.

“I know mom, I know.” you mumbled as you laid stiff on the bed, not having the current energy to hug her back.

“Baby…tell me, what were you doing outside?” your mother asked once more.

Your eyes welled up with tears as you recalled the events from earlier.

“I don't remember.” you lied as you shifted your gaze from your mom to your hands.

A slight frown made way to her face.

“Sweetie…just know that you can trust me okay..?” your mother softly spoke as she began stroking your hair before getting up from the chair.

“I know mom.” you forcefully smiled as you blinked the tears away.

Your mother smiled back before walking away towards the door.

She gave you one last worried look before shutting the door and leaving the room.

As soon as she left, the tears that you had been holding back resurfaced.

You let out a choked sob as your tears began to gush out.

Your eyes began to get all puffy and your nose all red.

“Im so sorry Rin..” you whispered as you continued to cry.

~~~🥀~~~

A few hours have passed, and with each passing hour, you felt increasingly drained.

Every slight movement caused excruciating agony to surge through your body.

It felt as if your body was on fire.

You lay there, motionless, as the nurses came in to check on you.

As the nurses checked your IV and your stability, the doctor soon entered with a displeased expression.

He let out a sigh before speaking.

“Miss Y/n, its safe to assume that your condition is not getting any better. I'm sorry but…your not going to make it.”

Huh? What?

Your breathing came to a halt as you processed his words.

‘Not going to make it’

‘Condition not getting better’

‘Im sorry..’

Those words kept swirling in your mind.

Was that it? You were going to…die?

“If you have any last requests you’d like to make, would you like to do them now?” the doctor spoke, making sure to keep the most respectful tone.

“Does…my mom know?” you softly uttered as your tears began to arise once more.

“We have alerted your mom already, she was here earlier when you fell asleep.” the doctor answered.

“I see,” you said as you tried to hold back your tears and frustration. You were not ready to bear the pain once more through crying.

“Would you like to be alone Miss Y/n? To recollect and process your thoughts?” The doctor suggested.

“Yes please.” you weakly muttered as you began to space out.

With a nod, the doctor and nurses respectfully left as they quietly shut the door.

As you lay there, a few tears couldn't help but escape from your eyes, despite your efforts to hold them back.

You refrained from sobbing or thrashing around, knowing it would cause unbearable pain in your body.

All you could think of right now was Rin.

There were so many things that you didn't get to tell him.

For example, your condition.

You didn't even get to tell him that you loved him—romantically.

But there were other things you didn't get to tell him.

However you were expecting this to happen, so you wrote down everything you wanted to tell him on your phone.

You left your phone without a passcode so that Rin could easily access it.

Finally, he will be able to understand how you felt.

About him.

About you.

About everyone else.

About things you like.

About things you dislike.

About everything.

~~~🥀~~~

“CODE BLUE CODE BLUE—”

Hospital staff and nurses rushed into the room you were stationed at.

“Ma’am please step aside. Everyone is doing the best they can.” One of the nurses spoke as they tried to calm down your mother.

Your mother's anguished cries echoed through the hallway, after all, her beloved child was dying.

A group of hospital staff hurriedly brought you into the emergency room as they tried to keep you alive.

The heart monitor appeared to be showing an irregular and alarming increase in speed.

The nurses and doctors did everything in their willpower to wake you up.

You were unconscious and your life was slipping away.

Other nurses tried holding your mom back from entering the room.

Screams and crys were heard from her as they kept her out the room.

Of course, they felt bad and pitiful but what could they do? They had to let the professionals do their job.

They had to help you live.

…

A few weeks had passed and Rin was finally taking a break from blue lock.

He decided to go back to his hometown for the meanwhile.

He went to visit his mom and maybe even you.

Although would you want to see him? He's been questioning that.

Soon enough, he’ll get his answer.

Hopefully.

Rin finally arrived at his destination as he knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, his mother opened the door.

Usually, she would be ecstatic to see him. But right now, she seemed…mournful.

“Rin, your home.” she sadly smiled as she opened the door for him, allowing him inside.

“Yeah, I am. Is something wrong?” he asked as he observed his mother's actions.

His mother paused at his words, her eyes welling up as she responded.

“Rin…i think you need to sit down for this..” his mother wobbily spoke as she led him to the couch.

“Mom what happened?” he asked once more as he felt his body coursing with anxiety.

Rin wasn't sure what to expect as his mother let out a heavy sigh, revealing that the words she was about to speak were going to be difficult for the both of them.

“Rin…Y/n…she..”

"She what?" he asked as his mother paused mid-sentence.

He felt his anxiety worsened at the mention of Y/n.

Had something happened to her while he was gone?

He didn't want to think that but the way his mother is acting…it must've been bad.

"Rin, she passed away," his mother softly whispered as she hung her head low.

Rin's mind seemed to have stopped as he stared at his mother.

‘Passed…away..?’

How?

You seemed fine when he left. Well…not totally fine mentally. But physically you were fine.

Right?

“Mom, this isn't something to joke over, you know-”

“Rin.”

Hearing his name he paused.

He observed at how his mom lifted her head up.

Her eyes were all red and puffy.

Her breathing was uneven.

Her lip quivered ever so slightly.

He scanned her face, trying to detect if there were any lies or fake acts.

Unfortunately…he found none.

He felt his heart drop.

‘No…but…how..?’

He sat there, motionless.

He didn't want to believe it, no way.

His eyes began to sting.

Was he…crying?

He lifted his hand to touch his face.

Just as expected, he felt tears.

Before long, he felt more tears welling up. He couldn't hold them back.

Tears poured uncontrollably from his eyes, he tried to restrain them, but his tears flowed as they showed no signs of stopping.

It was too much to handle.

He didn't even get to say goodbye to you.

But most importantly…how did you…

“Mom…” he whispered as his voice cracked a little.

“Yes Rin..?” his mom sniffled as she used a tissue to wipe her stained face.

“How did she…” he trailed off, not wanting to finish the words.

“Heart failure...” his mother answered.

He let out a quiet sob.

Why? Why didn't you tell him?

He couldn't help but blame himself. He would've never done what he did if he knew you were going to pass away.

No…he would've spent all his time with you.

“Before I forget Rin…Y/n…she wanted you to have this. It was her final request.” his mom softly spoke, breaking Rin out of his thoughts to hand him your phone.

He quietly grabbed your phone as fresh tears were stuck on his face.

“I think you should read it in a more private space.” his mom whispered as she felt concerned for Rin.

After all, she did always see them together almost every day.

With a nod, Rin forced himself up and began walking to his room.

He opened his door and plopped down on the bed, staring at your phone.

After a while of mentally preparing himself, he finally unlocked your phone to find out you had no passcode.

You probably really did want him to have your phone.

As he looked through your phone, he finally opened the app, ‘notes.’

The first note to ever pop up was titled, “For Rin.”

Rin hesitantly clicked on it as he slowly read your notes.

‘Hey Rin, if your reading this then I guess its already happened. I'm sorry I didn't get to tell you earlier, I just didn't want to burden you any further and ‘force’ you to stay. You probably wouldn't even believe me and think that I would be making it all up just to get you to stay for my selfish reasons.’

“You were never a burden to me…” Rin softly whispered as he felt his eyes stinging once more.

He felt his warm tears drip down his face and land on your phone.

Nevertheless, he kept reading.

‘Beaides all that, I just wanted to tell you that this ‘heart condition’ has been going on for a while since I was young. I never thought to bring it up back then because I didn't want my silly condition to get in the way of our fun.

Now I realize that it was stupid of me to not bring it up as it only worsened from that point on.

All those times when I said I couldn't play because I was ‘sick’ and had a ‘fever’ were all partially true but it wasn't the whole truth.

The day that you left, I wanted to tell you right then and there everything, but couldn't.

When you were gone from my vision, I suddenly collapsed and woke up in the hospital.

The doctor told me I didn't have long left to live.

When he told me those words, I felt like breaking down.

Surprisingly, I didn't but still felt very miserable by the news.

But to be honest, all I could think about was you, Rin.

Even though I'm gone, I still want you to pursue your dreams and live on without me, although you probably already are.

“Dont be silly Y/n…i can't without you here..” Rin softly murmured, his vision getting blurry from all the tears. Yet, he still continued to read.

‘Oh, and before this note ends I want to tell you one last thing.

Rin, I love you. I always have as a matter of fact.

And no, its not in a friendship way but more of a romantic way.

You see Rin, ever since we were little I always had a little crush on you. But I mean who wouldn't?! You were so cute back then! And now your even more cuter! Handsome too!

Soon, that ‘little crush’ developed into love.

I never told you because I never wanted to ruin the friendship we had although its already kinda ruined already.

And even if you ever did feel the same way, (which I kinda doubt but who knows?!) I'm sorry that you had to find out this way.

Maybe in another life we could be happy together without my stupid condition. Romantically or not.

And in that next life, if it is romantically, I hope we could strive together and have a future with the two of us in it, with me actually confessing to you in person.

But if its in a friendship way, I hope we can still stick together like back then.

But right now, in this lifetime, it seems as if it can't be either of those two.

Promise me one thing though Rin, please take care of yourself.

I love you.’

-Y/n

He felt like he couldn't breathe.

His hand started shaking violently as he dropped the phone onto the bed.

His sobs became louder and louder as seconds passed by.

“Y/n…” he choked out as he began to tug on his hair.

The pain in his heart was insufferable.

He's never broken down like this ever since the Sae incident.

But this…this was definitely worse than the day Sae neglected him.

It was about you, and you were gone. Long gone.

He couldn't help but let out a frustrated scream as he threw his clutter across the room.

His crying escalated into a full breakdown as all he could think about in the moment was how much he regretted his actions.

He's never hated himself as much as right now.

Would all of this have been different if he never pushed you away?

Well, no, of course not. It's not like he can change your heart condition, but he could have at least provided you with support.

He could have at least let you rest peacefully, with you knowing that he still cared for you.

But you probably thought that he hated you.

And he hated the idea of that.

The idea of you passing with the belief of him hating you made him feel such overwhelming and intolerable guilt.

With fists clenched together so tightly, his nails pierced through his palm as his knuckles turned pure white.

He let out a frustrated cry as he punched his wall.

This was his breaking point.

He slumped against the wall, pulling his legs to his chest and burying his face in his arms, overcome with violent sobs.

“I love you too Y/n…” he whispered.

~~~🥀~~~

Days have passed and Rin hasn't been able to get much sleep.

It was noticeable too.

Rin had heavy eyebags as he wasn't speaking as much.

Every day, he would always lock himself in his room.

He would lie down on his bed, feeling numb as he blamed himself for all that's happened.

Some nights, he would curl up into a ball on his bed and cry all night.

He would cry himself to sleep.

Your missing presence really affected him.

…

Today, he had planned to visit the graveyard, as he did almost every day when he had the time.

Arriving at your tombstone, he fell to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes once again.

“Y/n…I really can't do this without you.” he mumbled as replaced the old flowers with new ones.

Every day, Rin would always be the one to look after your tombstone.

On rainy days, he would place a small umbrella over your gravestone to prevent mold from growing on it.

And every time the flowers were wilting away, he would always be the one to replace them with your favorite flowers.

“Y/n…I don't know what to do without you. I need you here with me…”

Rin bit his lower lip as he tried to compress a sob.

“I miss you…I miss you so much it hurts.” Rin muttered as he wiped his tears away with his sleeve.

Although it was pointless, his tears just kept flowing.

“Fuck this…I can't do this anymore.” Rin grumbled as he gripped the hem of his shirt tightly.

“Y/n…Y/n come back to me…please!” Rin sobbed as he slammed his fists onto the ground.

“Tell me this is all just one big joke Y/n! Tell me your not really gone!”

Of course, he knew all too well that this wasn't a joke.

It was real life.

You were really gone.

Rin hunched over as he began to cry into his palms.

“I love you Y/n…I wish I could've told you too…”

a/n: omg I'm so tired but anyways I hope you liked this

OH and I also got the ‘notes’ thing reference from that one K-drama “Drawing Closer” bro…that made me cry so bad😭

Zoo wee mama🤤

[axcel-lucci]

For the next Full Moon request, female reader asked the ASL trio to babysit her children. How would Law react to that? Would he be jealous or comically annoyed? Whenever female reader is busy, or Law is on important meetings, she'd always ask Luffy, Ace, and Sabo to watch Corazon and Clara. Everytime Law's on a business trip, the ASL trio would always stay by female Reader's side to company her. Yes, Ace is very bad influence, always give Clara and Cora tons of sweets and 🍬. If you want, you could make Law 'punish' her by having rough sex in his wereleopard form, which would not only make her pregnant, but also carry either triplets or quadruplet! Damm, Penguin's not kidding when Law's in his time of the moon cycle.😂😊

Full moon

A/n: so like-- idk how to do some parts of it, but yeh- but don't worry, I'll try the other half.

My masterlist

Full moon og series

"Don't worry sweetie, uncle Shachi and will take good care of you." (Y/n) said as she comforted Clara.

Meanwhile, Cora refuses to let go of law. Hell, he'd have to take off his clothes if he wants to leave.

Then again, it's the first time the two toddlers would be away from their parents for the night. Considering they're now five.

"Hush now... We'll be back in the morning, we promise..." (Y/n) smiled as Clara pouted.

"How come papa can come and we don't!" She huffed

"You little-!!" Law groaned as he tried to pull Cora off him only for the kid to grip his shirt even tighter

"No." The boy muttered.

"Hmm... What about this..." (Y/n) smiled, "me and papa will bring you and Cora to the aquarium next week, what do you say?"

"Aquarium... And pool!" Clara says happily

"Mhmm, we'll take you there as long as you two be good little babies for uncle Shachi, yeah?"

"Okie! Cora! Quick! Papa and Mama will bring us to the aquarium next week!" Clara said as her brother immediately let's go of Law and hoped down.

It was now clear who Cora listens to other than his parents...

Giving the twins a quick kiss, Law and (y/n) left to go and have their date.

It's been a while since they had a date...

Totally not because of the twins being born.

(Y/n) had to physically restrain Law from anything when it's his time of the moon cycle...

And right now, Law is restraining himself in order to get this date the most romantic it's ever been.

"You are so unlucky" (y/n) laughed, "it's full moon. But you ARE lucky the kids aren't home. So I guess that's a win win"

"Stop teasing me..." Law groaned, "or else I'll turn this car around and just fuck you senseless. Fuck the reservation."

She just chuckled, "I know... But it is quite nice that... You know..."

"I know..." He echoed with a small smile.

They soon arrived at the restaurant with a small chat.

One that would distract him from his urges to just pounce on her at the parking lot.

It was a blur after that, really... Them eating, having a great time, Law handing her a bouquet of flowers, and they're on their way home.

But as soon as the front door was closed and locked, Law let out his tail and ears that begged to be let out the whole evening, he sighed in relief once they were out.

"It was so suffocating..." He groaned and he wrapped his arms around her waist as she removed her make up.

"Why didn't you tell me? We could've left early" she laughed as he nuzzled his face against her neck.

"I want you to have a good time..." He pouted and was on the verge of throwing a tantrum.

"Anywhere with you is a great time, Law..." She smiled as she turned around in his hold and placed her hands on his cheeks, "how's your moon cycle taking a toll on you?"

"Oh right"

Before she knew it, she was being thrown on the bed roughly as law crawled over her. "You teased me all night long" he growled as he took off his shirt

"Technically, just 4 hours worth." She laughed softly once more as he huffed and pulled all her clothes off, "law... You're that hungry?"

"What can I say? My beautiful wife is just as beautiful as no one because in my eyes, you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen" he smiled softly and kissed her deeply while squeezing her mounds of flesh.

"You've always wanted to this, Huh?" She chuckled, knowing he loved to stare whenever she'd breastfeed the children.

"I wonder if there's some milk left..."

"Are snow leopards like cats? Really?" She smiled as he lowered his head to her right mound

"I don't know what you're talking about" he huffed, the thought of being compared to a cat astounds him.

He licked her nipple just a little and squeezed it, seeing some milk leak out.

"Law... If you're really going to drink that..." She groaned before mewling at the feeling of him biting it, "... Fuck... Be my guest..."

He smiled a little before sucking the ever living shit out of her nipple, milking her until it's gone for now and switching to the other, all while (y/n) made small noises as she blushed slightly.

Law eventually had enough and sat up, licking his lips.

It was evident he was happy by how his tail was standing up.

"Law..." She smiled as he took off the rest of his clothing and leaned against her

"Yes, love?" He asked with a smile.

"You..." She chuckled softly, "you're kind of a cat."

"Oh please-"

"And I love cats..." She smiled

"Mmmhh... You better do." He huffed before placing a hand on her thigh, sliding it inside and up to her wet folds.

He sat up slightly just to pull her legs far apart and see her glistening entrance just waiting to be played with.

"Come on Law..." She whined a bit before gasping at the feeling of his thumb rub against her clit and his tattooed fingers plunge inside her.

His fingers played with her insides, rubbing, curling them, and even squelching them against that spot inside her that made her see stars.

"L-law...! Please..." She gasped as he pulled his fingers out and observed them.

She watched as he licked his fingers clean.

He eventually settled between her legs with a chuckle, "my apologies if you wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow... Like usual."

"Oh shut up" she huffed

He rolled his eyes playfully as he placed her legs on her shoulders and aligning himself to her entrance.

"Now be a good girl and just keep moaning for me, alright?"

"Mmhhhm..." She whined a little before gasping and arcing her back when Law plunged himself inside in one thrust. "Law...!"

"My bad... I forgot it's also been a long time since we had this..." He chuckled, he clearly intended that to happen

"You little-!!" She groaned but moaned loudly when law pressed her legs down to her shoulders and started to thrust deep inside.

The position let him be as fast and as hard as he can without any trouble, in which he immediately did once he realized that.

(Y/n) soon turned into a moaning mess, pleasure filled tears streaming down her face and her eyes rolling back as Law continues to bully her sorry cunt.

"That's right baby..." He smiled, "moan for me..."

He thrusted even more after that, determined to make her come at least twice before he leaves his seed deep inside her womb. The tip of his dick pressing against her cervix every thrust.

The first time she came, she was still sensitive and Law kept going. Not letting her rest, overstimulating her to the point of her second orgasm.

"L-law...! I-i cant-" she gasped and moaned loudly.

"I know, I'm close..." He groaned, "just a little bit more."

After a few more, Law came deep inside her. Against her cervix.

She can feel his warm seed planting deeper than her womb.

"L-law...! Ah..." She gasped.

"Oi... Don't sleep yet. I'm still not done... Remember... It's been 5 years since we last done this." He smirked darkly, "we're finishing it. Tonight."

"Oh dear..."

Next day...

"Mama... Why do you look so tired?" Cora shyly asked as the two watched Clara annoy the hell out of Law by climbing on his back.

(Clara is a little gremlin)

"What...? Oh... It's just uhm..." She hummed, thinking of an answer to an innocent of a toddler.

"Papa just put a baby inside mama. You'll have a sibling in a few months" Law smirked as (y/n) glared at him

"Huh? But then... How does a baby get INSIDE of mama?" Clara said as she paused for a moment

"Ah- well..." (Y/n) hummed

"Se-"

"Law."

Extra:

Ace and Sabo wanted to meet the little ones, only for them to be more behaved than Luffy who's literally chewing his now much more durable leash.

"Mama... Why is he wearing a leash...?" Clara asked

"He's... Uhm... He's uncontrollable sweetie..." (Y/n) answered.

"Mama..." Cora called, "where is he...?"

"NOT AGAIN!" Sabo and Ace yelled.

[ravenwriter16]

Star's Don't Shine They Burn, Info!

I wanted to post about each of the MAIN characters in my fic! SOOOOOOOOOOO, HERE WE GO!

Y/n:

YOU are THE main character of my fic. I won't get too deep into your past (Spoilers) but what you should know is that you are a Mage, you had a crappy childhood before being found by the three Automatrons, and a MAJOR incident caused you to finally run away from your Royal Life with Sun, Moon, and Eclipse.

You ran away, caught a one-way boat out of the capital, and hitchhiked a wagon. There you meet a 'Straight-to-the-point' Ogre, who lets you stay with him for a price.

There you learn all kinds of new skills, skills that don't require magic. For eight years you live a peaceful life, taking over the land while the Ogre-Ivan-went off to travel the world.

You also have a stutter that only comes out when you're very scared or uncertain of something.

Sun:

Sir Sun is your (ex) Dad. He's one of the three emperors that rule over the land.

He can wield Mana, just like his two husbands can. He mostly uses it as during combat, either as a defense or an offense.

Sun is the leader of the Celestial Guard, an order of Knights he founded when he was crowned emperor.

He LOVES to do arts & crafts with you. As well as teach you how to use a sword, how to size up an opponent, and how to use your wits during a battle. He also encouraged you to be adventurous and would often get you both in trouble

He was the one who lead out scouting missions himself to find you when you ran away. He's also the one who finally tracked you down after meeting with an informant

Some things he would say: "Out a bit more elbow grease into your swing, Bunny! There you go! Look at you! A born natural!" "You're doing great! Just DON"T LOOK DOWN!...AND DON"T TELL YOUR PAPA OR FATHER!!" "It'll all be okay in the end, sweetie...Someday you'll see..."

Moon:

Mage Moon is your (ex) Papa. He's also one of the three emperors.

His mana is more potent than Sun's and his knowledge of the Mystical is second to none.

Moon is the Head Mage of the Academy of Mana, where he also leads an elite group of mages called the Order of Lunara. All mages that serve in the order are trained by him personally.

He was the one who found you in the first place, sensing an unknown and unheard-of power in you (Which I will explain in later chapters). After a few more trips to your run down home, he decided to take you to the palace, were you met Eclipse and Sun.

Moon was also the one who taught you to read and write, as well as how to control your Mana and cast simple spells, such as creating a small flame, or making something levitate.

When you ran away, he locked himself in his study, trying all kinds of spells and runes to see if he could find you or any trace of your Mana from any complicated spells you might have used.

Some things he would say: "The pen is mightier than the sword...But a Mana infused Stone Golem trumps any pen you use." "Shh, it was only a nightmare, Starlight. I'm here and I'll never let any nightmare touch you again. I swear." "The pain is only temporary...Know that this hurts me more than it hurts you...It'll be okay...just a few more minutes..."

Eclipse:

Alright...This Automatron...is basically the one in charge of the WHOLE empire. He's the main emperor because he does ALL the Royal stuff. He doesn't have an order he teaches or guards he trains.

He just does all the paperwork and goes to meetings and such and such.

His Mana is WAY more potent than his husbands. And his knowledge on the dark arts is astounding. In his free time, he even does small experiments, jotting down results in one of his many journals.

He instantly fell in love with you when your first met. After that he immediately called you his heir and gave you everything and anything you could need and desire.

You would mostly spend your days with him, since Sun and Moon were busy with other people and Eclipse was bored with paperwork.

You both would have tea together, go shopping in the city market, settle down in the library and practice your reading. You would learn everything there is to know about being a princess and he even taught you how to dance and play instruments.

When you ran away, he went...well MAD. He searched for you high and low, paranoid that someone would know where you went, or was keeping you prisoner. He would imprison and torture anyone who he thought was keeping you from him.

Multiple times Sun and Moon had to calm him down when he took thing sway too far. Like attacking a visiting royal for no reason.

He was fuming by the fact that he couldn't go out there and search for you himself, but his husbands convinced him to stay and run the Empire.

Some things he would say: "One, two, three. One, two, three. Excellent work Starfire! At this rate you'll be the best dancer in the entire Empire! HaHa!" "I know, I know. I'm sorry I can't play with you right now, love. But I have to look over these reports...hm...Why don't you sit down at the piano over there and play me one of your songs?" "I. Regret. NOTHING! Everything I have done; I have done for YOU!" That's enough of my info dumping! Hope you've enjoyed!

[burningstrangerkingdom]

Gentleman

Carlos Sainz x reader (+ Esteban Ocon)

Notes: Based on the song Caballero by Alejandro Fernandez

Summary: Carlos uses his opportunity to confess you what he'll do if you didn't have a boyfriend.

Of course, he had been looking at you in the paddock, multiple times, and all of them made his stomach twist when he saw you, each time, holding Esteban's hand.

He could not prevent a feeling of jealousy from eating away at his mind, and yet he had never tried anything, being faithful to the principles of chivalry that his family had instilled in him throughout his life because although he and Ocon are not great friends, the simple fact of being co-workers made Carlos put all his effort into respecting his relationship and staying away from you, putting his head over his heart.

However, as his drink was running out and the club lights reflected beautifully on your figure, he decided to act on his feelings for the first time and approach you while Ocon was distracted with some of his friends.

"Hola Y/N, mind if I join you?",Carlos came over to your table while you were playing with the stirrer for your drink, giving you a little start.

"Oh my God, Carlos!", you said with a smile at recognizing him, "sure, the seat is yours"

"Did I scare you? Where is your boyfriend to protect you?", he said playfully.

"Oh, he's out with Paul and Eric to do I don't know what," you chuckled, "do you want me to go find him and tell him you want to talk to him?" You innocently offered to help him.

"No, Y/N, this is just perfect", he said getting closer to you.

"Why?" You were really intrigued as he never did as much as waving and sending you little smiles in a long time, sure he seemed nice, but you never really had the oportunity to approach him till tonight.

"Because that way I can tell you a secret," he said moving closer to you and his charming nature made it impossible for you to move away from him, "do you want to hear it?" ​ "Sure".

Mesmerized, that's how you felt right now, the worst of it being that you couldn't identify what had you in that state, whether it was the lights of the club, the considerable amount of alcohol you had already consumed, or the company that provided you by the man you had in front of you

It was no secret how attractive the man from Madrid is, and although it will sound bad since you are in a relationship with one of his acquaintances, you were not immune to the Spanish man either and sometimes you found yourself thinking about him, of course you cleared those thoughts from your life for the sake of your relationship, and even though that tactic had worked for you for a long time, right now you couldn't help but feel nervous and excited by his closeness.

"You're extremely gorgeous", he began to reveal, waiting for your reaction..

Although his statement surprised you, you were even more surprised by the automatic response that fell from your lips: "That's not a secret, Carlos".

He chuckled, and continued, ""You're right, the real secret is a consequence of your beauty", he paused again to verify that you were still paying attention to him, happy to see that it was so, he continued "And it's just that, if you didn't have a boyfriend, I would make a move with you", he finished maintaining eye contact.

At that moment you were infinitely grateful not to be able to see your own face, being sure that it was a mixture of surprise, disbelief and blushes. The news caught you off guard, because although you were flattered that the Ferrari driver felt that way about you, you were also doubtful about it due to your drunkenness and his friendship with your boyfriend.

Carlos must have read your mind perfectly, because he took up the subject again, "Don't take this the wrong way, sweetie", he stopped to fix a lock of your hair, "Esteban and I are just co-workers".

"But, how - why?" Was the only thing you could blurted.

"Y/N, how come you haven't noticed that you have the whole paddock at your feet?", he smiled seeing the confused look on your face, "Mi bonita, I have to tell you that I'm not the only one who thinks that way about you, and, sadly, I am not the one who is lucky enough to have you by his side and be able to call you his".

In your state of disbelief, Carlos could tell, that your beauty increased, and seeing no sign of discomfort on your part, he saw the perfect opportunity to bring out what he had been keeping for so long in the depths of his heart.

"That's the story of the worst of my defeats", by now he was way to close to you, "Not being able to touch you", he made a gesture of caressing your arm but stopped, "Not being able to kiss you", he looked at your lips with desire, "And not being able to make love to you."

You felt so oberwhelmed by your own enotions and the passion he radiates, you were able to just admire his motions and couldn't help to bite your lip imagining the picture that his desires paint for you, as bad as it sounds, you were willing to accept whatever he proposed to you, in your thoughts there was only his name and his effect on you was now also reflected in the humidity of your intimate part.

Briefly diverting his intense gaze from your figure, Carlos could see how the figure of your naive boyfriend began to approach you, making him continue his confession. "As a gentleman, right now I can't do more about my feelings for you, but at least you know that the control to change this is in your hands, my precious Y/N".

And just like that, he slowly walked away, leaving you to question not only what had just happened but also to search for clues as to the background of those.

How long had Carlos been feeling this way? Why did he tell you today? What would have motivated him to do it? Do you feel more than an innocent crush for him? Those and more questions ran through your mind while you finished the remains of your bottle in an effort to calm your mind, which partially worked since for a few moments you could focus only on the burning that the liquid left in your throat, that until you felt an arm resting on your waist, making you jump in shock.

"Ready to go home, baby?"

"Yeah", you directed a little smile at him, "I think I need some sleep".

Actually, the last thing you did that night was sleep, you spent the time tossing and turning thinking about the love dilemma you now found yourself in and how the direction it takes depends entirely on you.

Thank you so much for reading, any kind of interaction is highly apreciated

[writing-in-glitter-pen]

sorry if this is repetitive and/or has been rq already but may i request falling for you & flirting headcanons with itto?? ty in advance if you do this !!!

Omg of course 💅 You already know Itto isn't just going to fall for you, he's going to face plant---absolutely eat shit for you.

When Itto Falls For You---Flirting Headcannons + Lil Fic ♡

Arataki Itto x reader II Romance, Fluff!!

Content Warnings: Arguably stalking (maybe not arguably), crossing physical boundaries, affection without expressed consent (not malicious or explicit), manhandling (not malicious. Just dumb :) ).

I made up the novel name Anniset. Not real! If you know what’s it’s inspired by I will be very proud of you!

Personally, I think Itto would fall for someone with the OPPOSITE energy as him. I mean, if you were just as dumb and reckless as him, Inazuma would sink into the sea in a matter of days. HOWEVER! I think the right person for Itto, despite having opposing energy to him, is just as kind, optimistic and friendly as him!

He just needs someone to balance him out, ya know? Someone who both giggles at his stupid shannanigans, but will hold him back when he's about to do something really stupid.

Also someone who will bail him out of jail. You can't bail him out if you're also in jail.

I think Itto would be attracted to a more composed, cerebral and quiet person. Someone that needs a little nudge to draw them out of their shell! I also say cerebral because man has no thoughts and would greatly appreciate if you shared some of yours with him.

Once his taciturn, soon-to-be lover, gets comfortable enough around him to let their heartful and animated side run free--he falls hard.

If he wasn't already obsessed with you before, he sure as hell is now.

You mean to tell him you're a smartie, but you're also a sweetie?! He's proposing. He's proposing right now. You're gonna have to run to keep him from throwing that ring on your finger and locking you down ASAP.

When it comes to flirting, Itto is...actually...exceptionally smooth.

I know, right?! Since WHEN?!

You'll see.

When Itto is first captivated by you, trust that he will find you and bug you at least once a day. Maybe more. Although he's a bumbling fool (we love you, Itto.), he is a GREAT tracker. And he does not use that skill with grace.

He finds you around lunch time, buying dango in Inazuma city. The next day, he finds you in the morning, reading while propped-up against the well in Konda Villiage. The next next day, he shows up uninvited at your house at 2:00 am, waking you up by throwing rocks at your window. You hadn't told him where you lived.

Each time he finds you, he excitedly beelines it for you, then, catching himself, he slows his pace and smoothes his hair back in an attractive fashion. Surprisingly skillful flirting ensues.

He'll ask you out multiple times. Even if you say yes the first time.

He honestly just can't believe you said yes. He's gotta confirm. Just to make sure. Just double, triple, quadruple checking!

And after you two are in a relationship, that's when the real fun starts.

That's when you have to start bailing him out of jail and putting him on time-out for reckless behavior.

Don't get me wrong, you love his reckless behavior, but you can't tell him that. Cause then he'll do it again, just to make you laugh. So you have to giggle discreetly when he and the gang go sledding down the winding streets of Inazuma city, before composing yourself and scolding him to never do something like that again.

The size difference between you two is hilarious on multiple levels.

He can pick you up and toss you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes in less than a second. He finds it very funny when you're miffed at him, trying to storm off, just for him to pick you up carry you like a child holding a cat very poorly. Hands under the armpits, man. Legs, simply, dangling. It's even funnier if you kick your legs and yell, as it does nothing to change your situation.

That being said, it is quite the hilarious sight for the citizens of Inazuma to come upon an almost seven-foot Oni being verbally reprimanded by a person that looks so compact next to him. Even if you aren't teeny, you look teeny next to him.

He has a habit of just taking affection from you whenever he feels like it. Oh, you're just standing around? Don't mind if I--he lifts you at least a foot in the air and hugs you to his chest like a teddy bear. Oh, you're reading? That looks like an activity that requires a significant ammount of attention. But like...hear me out...your leg is right there. He grabs you by the ankle and yanks you into his lap---grass stains marr your nice outfit. Good thing Granny Oni has a lot of experience in getting those out--thanks to a certain oni she raised. Who, you ask? Um. Don't worry about it you don't know him.

And don't get me started on the kisses.

He kisses very sloppily. Anywhere he decides to put his lips on you is coated with a layer of saliva when he's done. You end up needing to bring a hankerchief around with you to wipe it up. If that bothers you, you can totally teach him to give softer, cleaner kisses. He'll listen and learn. But even if you do teach him, he sometimes slips up when he's really in the moment. Don't forget that hankercheif!

He loves giving you forehead and cheek kisses---these ones are quick pecks, so no hankerchief necessary. Sometimes, you'll be walking around Inazuma city, only for his gang to rush by with the Kujou officers tailing them, but that doesn't stop Itto from rubber-necking and landing a quick, chaste kiss to your jaw before sprinting off.

Man does NOT care about PDA. Let's be honest, he's done way worse in public. He does not care who's looking while he pepper's your cute face with little kisses. He also does not mind a nice makeout sesh on a park bench. But if YOU do, he'll refrain...begrudingly. He'll sigh dramatically while sitting next to you or shopping, gazing at you with big-puppy eyes full of desire, wanting nothing more than to drag you to him and lock lips--but alas, he must respect your wishes. This leads to two habits; either, he'll pull you in to dark corners or behind cover for a quick makeout, OR, he'll say "Alright! I'm beat! Let's go home!", "Itto we left the house five minutes ago.".

He's just obsessed with you! You're just so perfect! and so so SO adorable!

No one in Inazuma knew why a bright young thing like you would choose the idiot Oni as a partner. You were so clever, so hardworking, you had so much potential, and you were wasting your time with him? They would see you walking the streets, teeny hand in his, a big smile on both of your faces and wonder—how did a pair like that ever get together?

On the day you met, the late-morning sun gave Inazuma an aura of serenity as you sat in your favorite reading spot underneath a blooming cherry blossom tree in Byakko Plain. Although it was 10:00 am, it was still quite chill outside, a light mist in the air, but you didn't need a jacket; you appreciated the pure and clean feeling this weather gave you while you turned the pages of your newest piece of literature. It was a novel written from the perspective of a monster, depicting how the public eye misinterprets him, labelling him a stupid animal, a hostile beast, until he ultimately believes what they say about him, despite what he knew to be true about himself. You've always had a soft spot for misunderstood creatures, always holding a heart full of empathy and adoration for them. A box of Sakura buns you had purchased on your way to the special place you had carved out for yourself after many visits sat next to you for you to much on as you read---they were a compact snack, something you could enjoy without dirtying the precious parchment of your novel.

Humming happily and tilting your head to the side, you thought, this is such a perfect morning!

You jinxed yourself.

Immediately after the thought crossed your mind, a gush of wind flew by you, flipping the pages of your book in its wake, as a gang of reckless idiots fumbled over themselves in panic--what they were running from was unbenknowst to you. As you turned your head, gaze following them, you caught one of them babble, “the boss is handling it!".

You wondered who "the boss" was, until only a minute later, when a nearly 7-foot oni came barrelling down the path, yelping, "oh man oh man oh man!!!!!".

The stranger’s panicked gaze met your wide eyes, sakura bun still in your mouth, before he slid in next to you under the tree.

"Just be cool, ok?!" he pleaded, smoothing his clothes out and getting into a "natural" position (he was doing the hand to back-of-head one knee bent centerfold pinup pose and whistling).

What exactly you had to "be cool" for came marching up the path. The head of the Tenreyou Commission, Kujou Sara, followed by at least nine lackey solidiers, haulted when their attention turned to the oni beside you. He visably tensed, violently averting his gaze and whistling harder.

The head of the group stepped up, voice blaring an order at the poor oni beside you, "Arataki Itto! You are under arrest for your presence and part in the malicious prank made on the stature of the electro archo--"

"What are you talking about?", your sweet voice rang out.

The woman was gagged by your interruption, looking wide-eyed at you before narrowing her eyes, "I am talking about the crime just now committed by this insane gang leader an--" "He's been here with me for the past hour now." you say, placing the Sakura bun you'd been mid-bite-in into the oni's mouth and laying your now free hand on top of his, "there's no way he could've taken part in something like that.".

Itto thought you were a literal angel. Thank the archons you had covered his mouth with the sakura bun, closing his jaw that was once on the floor. Why were you lying for him? He didn't even know you!

Sara's glare hardened, now turning her full attention to you, stepping towards you and leaning in close. "Purposefully feeding false information to an officer of the law is a punishable offence." she seethed.

"That's why I would never do it!" you chirp innocently.

Sara looked to the oni for a long moment, almost like she was trying to burn a hole through his skull from her eyes. But alas, she was powerless against your tesimony in the face of her lack of definite evidence. So she had to relent.

"Fine.", she growled, "I hope you know how stupid what you just did was.". Before you could retort, she signalled to her men and turned back in the direction they came--marching off.

The oni's shoked gaze was still stuck on you, even as you flippantly returned to your reading.

He didn't know what to say. Should he thank you?? You were so carefree about this whole situation, he was starting to believe he actually had been here for the past hour. Why else would you be so ok right now?! Was he a warlock? Was him telling you to be cool actually a spell? Were you heaven-sent? Were you real?

"...whatcha readin'?", was all he could think to say.

You turned to him with a warm smile, leaning in to show him the cover of your novel. "Anniset", you replied and proceeded to tell him what it was about.

You squeezed the hand you were still holding as you talked, making Itto blush and look down at where you were connected as you went on explaining not only the plot, but the arcs of the characters, the various symbols throughout the story, and even recited some of your favorite quotes from memory.

You hadn't actually expected him to listen. No one really cared to hear the takeaways you gleaned from the literature you consumed. But when your analysis had ended and you turned your gaze back to him, you were surprised to see his eyes glittering and expression intent on understanding you.

"Wow. You talk nice.", he stated in awe.

"Oh! Thank you!". Now he was convinced you're an angel. Your smile was so gentle and warm, he'd never seen one like it before!

"I'm Itto."

"I'm Y/N!"

You two chatted for the better part of an hour that day, exchanging pieces of information about yourselves for one another’s unique thoughts. You learned that Itto was the leader of a gang, that he enjoyed beating children at schoolyard games, and that he could not hold down a job for the life of him—nor did he want to. What an interesting character, you cheerfully thought. The subtext you took away from his description his of the ridiculous life he lived was that he was a free-thinker, he was reckless but he did everything heart-first, he was impulsive but brave, and most of all…he was really hot. His chaotic gesticulations would have your gaze falling to his large hands and muscly forearms, then his exposed abs. You felt bad for eyeing him up, trying to focus on his stupid jokes and answer his questions—but you were rightfully distracted.

Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice.

Cause he was too busy eyeing you up as well.

He hadn’t thought about it yet, too caught up in conversation with what seemed to be the smartest person he had ever met, but after his eyes accidentally caught on your soft pink lips while you were describing your favorite story tropes, he realized…man you are a cutie!

Your interaction ended after only an hour—you had to go to work, and he said he had important business to attend to…he was going beetle beetle fighting, but he wanted to sound as sophisticated as you!

You didn’t expect to see Itto again—it was only natural to meet an acquaintance one day and that be the end of your relationship. You were glad you met Itto, inspired by his outlook on life and his positivity.

Itto thought about you all night.

He told his gang about you, wildly gesticulating in his fervor—clutching his heart, pretending to faint, squeezing his cheeks and throwing his hands to the sky. “I’m in love, dudes!” “Itto…you just met.” “I know love when I feel it!!!”.

You may have been content with him only being a whisper in the wind throughout the expanse of your life.

…but Itto wasn’t.

He couldn’t let a cute little thing like you just slip away!!

The next day, you just "happened" to meet Itto again in the marketplace of Inazuma city! You two walked the shopping district together, him joining you on your errands—having none of his own to complete. He wasn’t in the marketplace to shop. He just abused his natural aptitude for tracking. Itto became a consistent presence in your life, you found yourself happily anticipating his arrival throughout your day; you would have something new you were excited to talk to him about, or picked up a book you thought he might like, or you were having a poor day and were longing for his dumb jokes to make you feel better. Your heart would sputter and thump every time you thought about him, every time you turned a corner, hoping that maybe he was just around it…you had a major crush!

Your poor lovesick heart would melt even more as he would flirt with you throughout your day. While you’d be reading up against a wall while waiting for the takeout you ordered at a nearby kiosk to be ready, he’d surprise you by resting his forearm on the wall just above your head, leaning down to whisper “Well hello there cute thing, didn’t expect to see you here~” yes he did expect to see you here but that wasn’t the point. He loved the way your cheeks turned pink, but you’d just laugh and smack his chest. He’d bring you gifts too, saying things like, “I found this pretty flower earlier, good thing I found someone just as pretty to give it to~”. After you two would part ways from a flirting sesh, Itto would pump his fist in the air and yell “ALRIGHT!”…even when he was still in view. Each time you had such intimate encounters with the Oni, they were never…quite as intimate as you thought, his bumbling gang members poorly hidden behind stacks of barrels, crates, lamposts, all cheerfully whispering and celebrating every time their boss landed a pickup.

Itto hadn’t thought you could get any more perfect than you already were, but once you started relaxing and becoming more animated and loud, he was positively knocked on his ass. You were the one. You had to be. Not only were you a smartie, you had such an adorable interior! You were so spunky and funny, you’d make him laugh so hard he choked on his spit. He was falling even harder than he was before.

After spending multiple weeks by your side, becoming more and more enamored with you each passing hour, he decided that now was the time. He was going to ask you out!

You had a very precise night time routine. You’d shower, wash your face, brush your teeth, do your skincare, get into some cozy pajamas and get to bed at a time that wouldn’t leave you groggy before work in the morning. You valued your sleep for you took your work and precious hours of daylight seriously. You had no problem sleeping through the night, once you were out, you were out.

…but not tonight.

You were awoken in the middle of the night by the sound of tapping at your window. At first, you had tried to ignore it, thinking it was probably some pesky crow or the branches of a tree hitting the glass…but the sound just kept going. You drug yourself up to investigate and put a stop to the sound, only to meet a pair of peeping eyes on the other side of your window.

You jumped out of your skin.

Itto felt really bad.

After getting ahold of yourself, clutching your heart in an attempt to steady it, you opened your window to let your Oni in.

“Oh man, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

You shook your head and took a deep breath, “It’s fine. What brings you here, Itto?”

He jumped to fumble through his jacket, pulling out a amateurely wrapped package tied with a bow. Taking the mangy looking thing in to your hands brought a giggle to your lips, it was just so Itto. You loved the little chaotic details he would add to everything he touched. Unwrapping the gift, you were surprised to find a teeny-bopper-targeted romance novel. It was a simple story, but you loved a good eye candy read.

“Oh Itto, this is so sweet! Thank you! But…what’s the occasion?”

“Well…uh…” he stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away, suddenly bashful, “I want us to be like them.”. Good thing his gang members weren’t watching now, he was a mess!

It took you a moment to clock exactly what he meant, staring at him confused with a tilt of your head, until realization brought a joyful grin to your features.

You squealed, causing Itto to book it for the window again, until you caught him—throwing your arms around his shoulders, your feet dangling slightly off the floor, “Itto! Yes!”.

Nobody in Inazuma understood why you would choose the idiot Oni as a partner. But you did. You saw Itto’s best features—features that were hidden from judge mental view. He was compassionate, thoughtful, and, if he applied himself, even quite clever. He couldn’t exactly keep up with your literature conversation, but he had the open heart and mind to listen, which was more than anyone else ever gave you. Others may have saw your monetary potential, but Itto saw your creativity, which made you so beautiful in his eyes. You were a gleaming light in his life, just like he was in yours. You brought out the best in one another, Itto was more grounded and thoughtful, and you were more jubilant and carefree!

Itto’s love was something you felt honored to receive. Even when he manhandled you like a child with a house cat. Even when he got in trouble with the law. Even when his kisses were sloppy and he would get needy every five minutes. He was your Itto. And he was perfect for you ♡

[cosmicanemoia]

Nights Like This

Ava Coleman x Reader

Inspired by Kehlani's song, Nights Like This.

"He dated me for five years, but I only dated him for 2"

The reason: you were together at the time, you see signs but you ignore them because you trust her, and when you found out and confront her, she didn't deny or even tried to apologise, but instead justify her action and calls it quit with you saying "Let's be real, we both know we ain't gonna last this long" with that she turns her back walking away from you and leaving you in tears.

Five years of relationship and it ended for a few seconds just like that. The first two years were great, but it started to strain on the third, that's when she met her boy toy, now boyfriend. She managed to lie and lie, the hiding, and sneaking out went out for years, but she got sloppy and you accidentally found out when she made reservations for both at the same time.

"Hi. Uh this table is reserved for me and my girlfriend" you said to the guy who sat opposite you. "No. This is the table reserved for me and my girlfriend" when Ava arrived, the guy grabbed her hands and kissed her, calling her sweetie. You watch in horror trying to figure out what's happening in front of your very eyes. Flashbacks started flooding your mind, showing the all the signs and reason for the scene in front of you, and all you could mutter was "I'm such an idiot" you scoff and started to collect your things before a tear starts to fall from your eyes and went out the restaurant.

Ava followed you outside. "Hey babe--" ava started talking but you cut her off "Don't babe me. I'm such a fucking idiot. How can you do this to me?" She didn't answer. You face her and lock eyes with her "How long?-- How long have you been seeing him behind my back?--" You wait for her answer, "I don't know three years, maybe" she said without remorse, your jaw drop by the revelation "oh- my- god-" you put your hand on your mouth, your breathing heavily "you should have broken up with me, instead of rubbing it in my face" she yelled at you "I didn't meant for you to find out!" "Oh. So you don't plan on telling me. Hey girlfriend I secretly have a boyfriend and I don't want you to find out" you mock "I love you and I really like him. I don't wanna hurt you" she said and you scoff "That's very foolish of you" you tell her and it triggered her "Let's be real, we both know we ain't gonna last this long" then she left and went in the restaurant to continue living her merry life, and your left with a hole in your heart.

Her obsession in climbing the social ladder makes her a cheater. And you can't hate her for being ambitious and doing anything she wants just because, even if you can, you won't, and you would never because you love her way too much more than you should. Maybe you failed showing her how much she meant to you or maybe she just didn't saw.

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You now run a non profit organisation with your friends who are also your colleagues from your actual job.

You are a ghost writer. Not caring much about the publicity or fame, you love being a ghost writer. Though sometimes people convince you to agree to be credited and have your name along with the other writers, they said only few people look for the writers nowadays. You agreed in the end, but you told them they have to use your pen name and not your actual name or else you're out.

The songs and stories you ghost write are doing pretty great and are instantly becoming a hit and more request comes your way.

You and your friends were out celebrating your joint success and you all agreed to give back to the community.

You and your colleagues ended up deciding to do a Charity event rather than choosing to donate to just one establishment.

Every teacher and principal are invited. All kinds of people who works at a school is encouraged to attend.

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Gregory, Jacob, and Janine, were sitting on the sofa in the teacher's lounge while Barbara and Melissa sat in their usual spot.

Janine suddenly stands up and squealed eagerly "check it out. There's a charity ball and we should all attend" Ava walks in unnoticed

It was Janine's idea to attend. She was scrolling through her phone and she saw her feed flooded by the news of the upcoming event. One or the only best idea she's ever had. But Ava heard it "Oh. I was just about to tell you that. We all should come. It'll be fun, seeing you all dressed up and looking nice tonight" she looks over at Gregory "looking forward to seeing you in a suit, young idris" she proceed to wink at him and look at the camera to give it a wink too.

Janine frowned "the ball is on Friday night. It's still Tuesday" Ava looked at her up and down with a pout on her face "that's literally what I said"

The bell rang signaling the end of lunch and everyone dispersed. Everyone went to get their kids or went right to their classroom. Ava went to her office and open her laptop checking the charity ball Janine was talking about.

She saw the poster and the slogan. She thinks its well made, pretty, and inviting. She didn't read all the details and just skimmed it for the date and the theme. She didn't see your name on it, she didn't know you were one of the hosts.

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The night of the charity ball have arrived.

Everyone looks elegant. People converse with each other while waiting for the hosts to start the event.

After a minutes of waiting for others to arrive you decided to kick start the event so you walk up the stage and tap the microphone, checking if its on or working.

You cleared your throat and speak loudly and clearly "Hello, Beautiful people. I just want to steal your attention for a brief moment. I am Y/N Y/L/N. I am one of your hosts tonight and I invited generous people whom you can ask for money and get the fund you needed for projects or supplies you want to have at your school. Let's get this party started, and oh- one more thing, don't be shy to ask for the stars. Have a good one everyone, we have an open bar."

Everyone applaud and cheers. A whoo and a whoop whoop here and there, high fives all around, and loud whistles.

Janine, Barbara, Melissa, Gregory, and Jacob walk towards you and surrounds you. They introduce themselves and the school they teach from. You shook each of their hands and you listen to their stories.

You were convinced you were going to help and donate at Abbott elementary. Not because of their sob stories but because the genuinity you feel coming off their vibes and the way they talk about the students. They truly love and care for them.

Another school steal your attention from them, so you excuse yourself to listen to the others and give them their chance.

When you were away from them, they noticed that someone was missing from their group. So they scan the area and they saw their boss, the principal of Abbot Elementary, Ava Coleman, is sitting in the open bar. They all decided to walk up to the open bar.

"I'm okay. No need to check on me" she said without turning her head to look at them. Melissa snorts and Barbara grinned "I'm just here to enjoy and get shit-faced, kid" Melissa replied. "It is an open bar after all" Barbara added.

After one too many drinks they told Ava to talk to you and use her charm on you, unaware of the past you shared, their convincing her to woo you, so you would help and donate to the school they all care for.

Ava did what she was told, convince that she should at least give it a try and that she'll lose nothing, anyway.

"What's up?" She nodded in your direction. You chuckled "we don't have to do this. You can just ignore me all you want. I assure you it won't affect my decision" she looks away from you so you look at her and for a moment you thought she was contemplating saying sorry, but alas, it was indeed just in your head "OK. Thanks hottie" she starts to walk away from you "You're welcome. Shawty" you shouted for her to hear, you know she heard you and she did, but she didn't look back or acknowledge your statement she just kept walking away from you, again.

"That was fast" Janine complimented which made Ava scoff, "Do you too know each other well?" Jacob asked and everyone turns their attention to Ava looking at her with anticipation "What?!" She said in a high pitched tone. Everyone looks at her accusingly, she sigh in defeat "She told me, I should just ignore her and that we don't have to do that. She's my ex." Everyone groans and are shocked with the revelation.

"We're never gonna get that donation, are we?" Melissa said to everyone and to herself "Let's just hope she's not petty or vain enough to stop helping us because our principal broke her heart" She added and scoffs

"No. She's cool. She said it won't affect her decision.-- How did you know it was me who broke her heart?" Ava replied "Aren't you?" Gregory asked, she just look at them one by one and order a stronger drink to get her through the night.

You walk up on stage a little tipsy "Hi, people. Is everyone having fun?" Everyone cheered and shouted "YEAH!" You smiled to yourself "well let me add to the fun your having. I have a surprise guest. Everyone give a round of applause to my friend, Kehlani!"

Most of them cheered and applauded, standing up from their seats and walking closer to the stage, and some are shocked and kept where they were when you made the announcement with their jaws almost hitting the floor.

"Thanks babe. Good evening to you all. Here's a song I think you all know, what you didn't know is that she help wrote it with us" kehlani said on the microphone and points at you.

It was dark for a moment and all the lights went out until the song started playing and the small stage light up.

.......Thought you was mine, but you decided to be with him though. You took my feelings and just threw 'em out the window.......On some nights like this, shawty, I can't help but think of us.......You gon' say you want me, then go switch it up

Just gon' play with my emotions just because, no.......All them times I played the fool for you. Thinking we could put it back together, thought we had forever. You never see my point of view.......

Since the song started everything became a blur, 'I might have way too many drink' you smiled at yourself and went to the bathroom to wash you face.

Ava saw you making your way to the bathroom and without thinking her body moved on its own and decided to follow you there to check up on you.

When you lift your face up from the sink after splashing water on your face you saw a figure standing behind you, you took a paper towel and gently wipe the water off your face. Your vision cleared and the figure behind you was ava staring at your reflection.

She crept a hand on your back to try to give you comfort planning to ask how are you, but you dismissed her "Don't" and you walk out the bathroom leaving Ava dumbfounded.

A few seconds later you came back barging in the bathroom door. You walk up to her, you are now standing face to face, "I told you to ignore me. Why are you here? What do you want?" You stated, your voice laced with anger "I didn't know you know Kehlani and that you help wrote that bop" Ava said, always talking without thinking, a quality you once greatly admire.

You were quite for a moment, "You want to meet her." You look down and nodded. You look her in the eye and sigh you were about to say 'okay' but she speak first "I want you. I miss you. I'm sorry." her eyes glistened and you could feel she's mustering courage for what she's about to do, then she kisses you softly and gently, but you are not reacting or moving so she pulls away from you.

A tear was about to fall on her eye but before it happened you grabbed her hips and pushed her against the wall. You linger, your lips centimeters away from hers, you moved your nose to her neck and inhaled her scent "you copied my perfume" the heat of your breath on her neck makes her blush and have goosebumps. You slide your nose up and down her neck, teasing her.

"Please" she beg, desperation evident in the way she said it. Her arms start to wrap around your waist but you didn't let her, you grabbed her arms and pushed it beside her, "I didn't tell you, you could touch me" you said then you slide your tongue on the pulse point on her neck

"Please. Please. I'm begging you, just do it" she said while she's catching her breath, she seems like she just finished a long run "do what?" You tease her more.

"F- Fuck. Fuck me. Please." Her breath hitches. You kiss her neck then bite her and leave a mark. She let out a moan but it was quickly Interrupted when you finally kissed her on her lips.

You lift her up and sat her on the sink. You smirk to yourself thinking where this is going to go.

You heard the doorknob rattled and quickly pulled away from Ava, you look in the mirror and try to fix your posture, she jumps down the sink to do the same. It was Barbara, she came to the bathroom to wash her hands.

"Barbara you're fired" Ava said jokingly, Barbara replied sarcastically "Sure. Dear"

Ava scans the bathroom looking for you, you already went out when you finished tidying yourself when you got Interrupted. She went out the bathroom when she didn't saw you, she scans the room and saw you slow dancing with someone.

You're dancing with the famous singer, your forehead clashing at each other while your arms are around her neck, and hers are around your waist, hands almost or actually touching your butt.

Ava stopped on her tracks when she saw you in somebody else's embrace. Her chest tightens and she's hurting. She gulped and tried hard to make her body move to the bar, and when she get there she ordered the strongest drink they could offer. She wants to spit it out and be disgusted but with the bitter drink, she also swallows the bitter truth. You were not hers anymore and she knows she's the reason why.

[championleonsslut]

That last thing you wrote tells me you're fine with writing NSFW, soooooooooo how about some sexy headcanons, huh? How does Leon make love? ;3

(You're doing GREAT, sweetie)

Thank you for another great request, anon! You never disappoint! Just to cover everything, I’ve decided to do a NSFW alphabet. Hope you don’t mind! :)

Leon NSFW Alphabet

Implied AFAB reader, nsfw ahead, you’ve been warned. Slight mention of pregnancy

A = Aftercare:

Leon is such a sweet guy. Of course he’s taking the time to take care of you after he rearranged your guts. He’s praising you, helping clean you off, getting you water. Anything you need, he’s getting it.

And if you want another round… He won’t complain. ;)

B = Body Part:

On himself, it’s a few. He does love his hair, and puts great time and effort into taking care of it. Please pull on it, he will moan like you haven’t had sex in months. He does also adore his chest area. First off, he’s got some BAZONGAS, of course he’d proud of it. His nipples are quite sensitive, pull on them. Lick them. Chomp em’, even. And of course, that massive dick he’s gonna wreck you with. But we’ll get to that later ;)

As for you. Again, the chest area. Doesn’t care how big your tits are, he just wants em. He’s chowing down on them during foreplay, and during the act. But also, thighs. Sigh. Leon has one thought on his mind when he goes down on you. Chomp and squeeze your thighs.

C = Cum:

Boy oh boy. This man would love to cum inside you. Filling you up with his warm seed. Seeing it ooze out afterwards. (Not on his watch, he’s shoving it back in with his fingers) and the ever possibility of perhaps getting you pregnant, and fully claiming you in his eyes. (We’ll come back to that later too)

But of course, if you don’t want that, or you’re not on birth control. He’ll cum somewhere else. He quite likes cumming in your mouth, and watching you swallow it, or painting your body with it.

D = Dirty Secret

Leon and you are very open with one another about your sex lives. What you like, what you don’t like…

But that being said… he does hide a few things he’s minorly ashamed of.

Sometimes… he gets a little horny during the night, and sometimes… you’re already asleep. So he gently ruts against you, trying to reach his high and keep his noises down before you wake up.

E = Experience:

Hoo boy.

Leon is SO busy when he’s champion, he let many, many possible love interests pass by. But not you, you were too special. So naturally. He’s never done this before.

You were kinda surprised when you first found out, but were excited to take the champion’s virginity.

He did his research prior, and may not have asked Raihan for a few tips. Raihan laughed at him first.

And surprisingly, you had a champion time!

F = Favorite Position:

Leon has a few he likes. Missionary is one of them. He likes looking at you while he fucks you, and being able to kiss and hold you during the act.

He’s also a fan of having you lay on your stomach, so he can whisper dirty things in your ear, and maybe yank your hair too. And he does love it when you ride him, and fuck yourself on his dick

And it’s not like he doesn’t fuck you against the wall from time to time. Especially in Wyndon stadium after a particularly good match.

G = Goofy:

Leon is what can be described as a silly little guy. He cracks jokes in the moment, and likes making you laugh as he’s dicking you down. And feel free to giggle at him if he messes up, he’ll laugh too.

H = Hair:

His pubic hair is well groomed, and a little fluffy too. He doesn’t like shaving it off all the way, then it gets itchy and uncomfortable. But he does have a little patch of purple hair, a shade or two darker than those violet locks on his head.

I = Intimacy:

Leon is a bit of a romantic at heart. When he’s railing you, he may not be as sweet during the moment. But during casual sex, or even lovemaking, it’s a different story.

He likes kissing you, praising you, and complimenting you the whole time he’s slowly thrusting inside, watching you unravel in front of him.

J = Jack Off:

Leon is a horny little shit. Before he met you, and when you guys were friends, he occasionally jacked himself off. But once he started getting a crush on you. He couldn’t help but imagine you in these lewd scenarios, and had to relieve the ache. He always felt bad afterwards.

But once you’re together, he again, doesn’t masturbate that often. Sometimes, when you’re away, or he can’t schedule a fuck session for later, or when he’s just that horny for you.

K = Kink:

Leon’s got a small handful of kinks he likes. He definitely loves getting his hair pulled. But he also likes to edge you. He’s not mean about it, he always makes you cum, but sometimes he delays it just to watch you squirm.

He DEFINITELY has a breeding kink. He wants to knock you up, to cum inside you and watch you grow and carry his child. You don’t understand, he wants a whole litter of kids.

L = Location:

He’s a very private guy, especially when he’s champion. So he’ll never fuck you right in the open. You guys mostly fuck at your shared home, just about everywhere. The bed, the shower, the counter, the couch, sometimes even right on the floor if he’s that desperate.

But he’s also fucked you in his private locker room at Wyndon stadium, and maybe in a secluded section of the Wild Area a few times… (don’t worry, nobody but you guys know.)

M = Motivation:

Call him “Champ” he loves it. Dress up for him! Wear makeup and jewels and heels. He just has to tear them off you.

Tease him relentlessly. He’ll give you a good pounding for it. If someone else flirts with you, he just has to remind you who you belong to. He has to assert his dominance.

N = No:

He’s not hurting you. Sure, he’ll call you degrading nicknames, bite you a bit, maybe smack dat ass. But not much more than that. The last thing he wants to see is you in pain or upset.

He’s also not sharing. You are his. This pussy? It belongs to him. You belong to him. Raihan has asked if the three of you could have a threesome sometime, but Leon’s possessive nature takes over. He scared Raihan off a bit.

O = Oral:

Leon likes both, I’m not sure he even has a preference.

On one hand, he loves seeing you try and suck him off. He loves how wonderful your mouth feels, and the way you look with his dick down your throat. But on the other hand, your cunt is just so tasty and sweet. He could eat it out for hours! Oh, and the sweet noises you make as you tug on his hair…

P = Pace:

Leon usually starts out a little slower, but he ends up pounding away at you the more pent up he gets.

If he’s jealous, he’s going as fast and rough as he possibly can. He has to remind you who you belong to.

If it’s casual sex, he’s pretty in the middle. Occasionally he gets rougher and faster.

And if you’re lovemaking? He’s slow and sweet. He just wants to hit all those sweet spots inside you, and make you feel ever so good while he worships you..

Q = Quickies:

Leon doesn’t mind quickies. I think he likes them as their own thing. The rush to reach your orgasms as he pounds what in you. Trying to keep your voices down so you can fuck as fast as possible

R = Risk:

He is a very secretive guy, so he’s not doing anything crazy. But if you suggest something that interests him or is within his comfort zone, he’s down.

Frankly, he loves being risky about protection. He just really wants to knock you up.

S = Stamina:

With how much this man works out? You’re getting wrecked. If he does just one round, he puts everything into it. I’m talking multiple orgasms and positions.

If it’s multiple however, he mixes it up less. But he could go for HOURS, but then you’d be too tired to even walk.

T = Toys:

He’s not super into toys, but he has a few. For one, he has some handcuffs, blindfolds and gags. Mostly they’re used on you, but sometimes you turn him into your bitch. He goes bananas.

You guys do also own a vibrator, but he only really uses it if you’re struggling to cum, or if he wants to overstimulate you.

U = Unfair:

SPEAKING OF OVERSTIMULATION

He’s a little shit sometimes, and likes to tease you. He likes to stop eating you out when you were right there and bat his eyelashes like he didn’t do anything. He likes to yank his dick out sometimes and make you beg for it. He wants to hear you beg for the champion’s dick.

V = Volume:

He may actually be louder than you. He moans, groans, grunts and mumbles about how wonderful you feel. He praises you and talks pretty dirty too.

Sometimes when you’re fucking at Wyndon stadium, you have to slap your hand over his mouth to muffle his noises.

W = Wild Card:

He once fucked you so hard and so fast, you passed out. He thought you died. Oops.

X = X-Ray:

My boy is PACKING

His dick is thick as fuck, and about seven inches long. He’s circumcised, and has one small vein on the side.

Y = Yearning:

He is a thirsty ass bitch. You guys have sex just about every day, maybe even more than once a day. You can’t complain, he’s great in bed.

Z = Zzz:

Leon’s pretty tired after the deed is done. But he still makes time to do almost perfect aftercare for you, and either get back to what he was doing, or cuddle up for some sleepy times.

[adalricus]

Infatuated with you

☆Pt. 5

☆Pt.4 ☆Pt.3 ☆Pt.2 ☆Pt.1

A/n:In this beginning, we're delving into your relationship with Darius the longer you stay there, I also separate it into different segments

Slowly, the longer you stay there, Darius starts noticing how much you act like her. I 6 try to be nice to him cause you're scared he'll do some crazy shit to you again, but he sees this as genuine kindness. Pretty quickly, he became less batshit insane, but he still exhibits weird behaviors. He still sees as "property," specifically Victor's property. So he starts dressing you up as he sees fit. While Victor wanted you to look seductive, sensual, and saccharine just over all alluring. But Darius wants you to be all pink, frilly just coquette, he wants you to look sweet and innocent. Darius is on edge cause he knows Victor is coming to get you, and he sure as he'll would go to any costs to get you back. But Darius isn't going to let you go. He loves you a lot a little too much.

You were just sitting in his bedroom binging one of your favorite shows, Darius had just entered the large room, and he seemed kinda erratic, and though he was kinda crazy but honestly very smart and doesn't let situations worry him buy rather people. "Y/n, come here." He demanded which he doesn't usually do, so you trying not to make him go batshit, obey him. He held you tightly against his chest it shocked you at how sudden it was. "Listen, I need you to stay in the bathroom. Keep it locked. Don't open it for anyone despite how much they demand you to." He said before ushering you into the bathroom. He made sure you locked it before leaving. You stayed in there for five minutes before you started hearing gunshots and screaming. You covered your ears and tucked yourself in the corner when you started hearing people banging at the door. You experienced some crazy shit but this was next level. You didn't know what to do, but all you could do was cry until you fell asleep. You woke up because you felt yourself getting lifted. You thought it was Victor, that he was here to wisk you away from uncertainty and back into scheduled and sheltered life. But once you looked up, you saw someone you definitely did not know. You didn't know what was going on but when you tried to push them of before they quickly comforted you. "You'll be okay, just sleep, I'll keep you safe." You strusted them for some reason, they were comforting and kind. You didn't go to sleep for a while but eventually slumber took you.

You woke up in the back of a car covered in soft blankets, velvety, and warm blanket. Your head rested on someone's thigh, and honestly, it made a great pillow. "Hi,sweetie, are you awake now?" A sultry feminine voice said to you. "Who are you? Where am I?" You asked in a daze."I'm Eva, you're in my car. We were trying to stop an operation Darius started, so imagine my surprise when I found out you were in there, so I sent in Vince to fetch you." She explained, "I didn't exactly know who you were but when I found out I felt bad, you've been through a lot, I'll keep you safe now." You don't know why but Eva made you feel safe, like you could really trust her maybe this would be fine. But honestly what a cutie you are, something about you pulled her in. She felt an urge to protect you and keep you safe. Especially from those brutes Victor and Darius.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Vaggie: "Sweetie, today I'm gonna show you the soothing power of... the mutual grapple and scream."

Charlie: "The what and what?"

Vaggie: "We can also call it the grab and yell."

Charlie: "Somehow that doesn't sound any more soothing."

Vaggie: "Trust me it'll be great."

Charlie: "I trust you... not your idea of what's mentally healthy or good all the time, but I do trust YOU."

Vaggie: "That works. So first, we start by standing and facing each other."

Charlie: "Okay!"

Vaggie: "Without getting lost in each other's eyes."

Charlie: "I'll try."

Vaggie: "Now- put your hands behind my neck and lace your fingers together."

Charlie: "Ohh~ Okay~~~"

Vaggie: "We're not gonna kiss, Charlie."

Charlie: "No?

Vaggie: "No."

Charlie: "I'm already not a huge fan of this maneuver thing."

Vaggie: "It gets better I promise. I'm gonna lock may arms around yours and get my hands behind your neck too-"

Charlie: "Are you SURE we can't kiss???"

Vaggie: "-and we're both gonna pull down, dragging each other into this headbutt. Got it?"

Charlie: "Got it." (pouts)

Vaggie: "What? Not comfortable?"

Charlie: "Perfectly comfy, but we're basically kissing already. I don't see how it'd ruin anything."

Vaggie: "How are we basically kissing."

Charlie: "Our cheeks are almost touching."

Vaggie: "Babe. Focus."

Charlie: "I'm trying but your pretty face is making it hard!"

Vaggie: "..I hate that we're friends with Angel Dust. I hate knowing what dumb jokes he'd crack about that."

Charlie: "Making me think of sex jokes just makes this harder!"

Vaggie: "I didn't say they'd be-"

Charlie: "It's Angel Dust of COURSE they'd be sex jokes!!!"

Vaggie: "Well we're not doing that either."

Charlie: "ARGH."

Vaggie: "Alright, you feel that rage? We're gonna channel that in a momment. So take a deep breath..."

Charlie: "EeeeeEEEEYUP-"

Vaggie: "And when you're ready...."

Charlie: "?"

Vaggie: "Scream."

Charlie: "-pWAHT? Right in your FACE?"

Vaggie: "I'll scream too. We're gonna be screaming buddies."

Charlie: "This helps with stress... how."

Vaggie: "Don't you ever just wanna go apeshit?"

Charlie: "No!"

Charlie: "...."

Charlie: "Not at YOU!!!"

Vaggie: "It's not at me, it's with me."

Charlie: "I don't know, Vaggie..."

Vaggie: "Think of it like- kinda like singing. Only you're only doing it for yourself."

Charlie: "I DO sing just for myself!"

Vaggie: "And you still try to make it sound good and happy even when you don't have to and aren't feeling it. I know."

Charlie: "Well what makes screaming any better? It's almost always an angry or scared or upset sound, we hear it all day long down here and it's not fun!"

Vaggie: "People also scream when they're excited."

Charlie: "I get the feeling you want this to be an angry yell."

Vaggie: "A good angry. Yelling can feel REALLY good, babe, and doesn't have to hurt anyone."

Charlie: "Hmm."

Vaggie: "And, again, it'd make me very happy.

Charlie: "...I guess we can try it..."

Charlie: "IF I get a kiss right afterwards!"

Vaggie: "Yell and kiss? Never done that before."

Charlie: "What about when we-"

Vaggie: "Outside of bed and stuff, I mean. Ready?"

Charlie: "Deep breath and scream on three! ONE!" (deep breath)

Vaggie: "Two." (also deep breath)

Charlie: "...."

Vaggie: "...."

Chaggie: "......"

Chaggie: (bursts out laughing instead)

Charlie: "PFHAHA THAT WAS YOUR FAULT! You- you made a weird face at me!"

Vaggie: "I made a weird face because you made a weird face."

Charlie: "It was a glare!"

Vaggie: "How was that a glare?"

Charlie: "Because I was glaring!!"

Vaggie: "You were pouting at my lips with your cheeks puffed up."

Charlie: "I was TRYING to channel my rage at not kissing you into a good BIG angry yell!"

Vaggie: "Maybe you should channel it into a good gay kiss instead."

Charlie: "It's harder than it looks, okay! I- oh."

Charlie: "..."

Charlie: "Now THAT I can do."

[alittlefanatic]

Hello! I had a pretty crappy day today…

I was wondering if I could get head canons for a wally x reader

where the reader gets scared of themselves when they’re mad so they start crying.. if thats okay?

I hope you had a great day! dont forget to drink water!!

My body is begging for water thank you for that, but yes sweetie I got you!! I don't like it when I get angry myself either, it's a distressing emotion for me, so I hope this brings you comfort!

Wally Darling x Reader who gets scared at themselves when Angry

🍎 Wally is very sympathetic and understanding toward the reader. Wally also gets very scared of themselves when angry, and he understands how distressing it is! Although in his case, Home is causing more of his emotional outburst, as Home controls him slightly. Wally first realized his own fear when he became very angry at Julie for spilling some paint, and lashed out at her, immediately regretting it afterward to the point he locked himself away. He didn't want that for you. 🍎 Whenever you get angry, Wally lets you get it all out. While he knows it's distressing, he also knows it's healthy to get your emotions out. Feeling your emotions doesn't make you a bad person. He helps keep you from doing anything rash, remaining very calm in those moments. 🍎 When the outburst finally calms down, and you start crying, he is IMMEDIATELY there to console you. He lets you know that he's not upset or hurt, you just had big emotions that needed to be let out and that's ok! He helps you to take deep breaths to try and calm yourself down, and when he feels your more calm, he asks you what you need at that moment 🍎 If you're ok with physical touch, Wally is right there, letting you hug him or hold his hand as you try to calm down. You can squeeze him as tight as you want and he won't mind, anything to calm you down! 🍎 If you aren't a fan of physical touch, he is still there anyways to calm you with his words. "Neighbor, you are more than ok. You have a right to get angry and frustrated. No one thinks ill of you for having emotions, you are still the most. Having emotions is what makes us alive! That's what makes us special. That's what makes you special. 🍎 He'll ask you if you need a friend or alone time when he believes you've completely calmed down. He still wants to respect your boundaries and if he is the one that made you upset to begin with, he wants to do his best to fix what made you upset. Romance Version

❤️ No matter where you are, Wally knows how exposing that feeling is, and will immediately pick you up and take you home, reassuring you along the way that you are not a burden or a bother. ❤️ He will grab your favorite snacks, a blanket, and maybe something to fidget with if you so desire. He will keep you on the couch, and listen to your vents, rebutting them with love and understanding. ❤️ "Neighbor, there's nothing you could do that would make me hate you. I understand how thoughts and feelings are, and I am the same way. I understand how you feel, truly I do. I know you would be here for me in those same moments. I promise you I'm never going to hate you or leave your side, you are too precious to me to lose, and I want you to know that." ❤️ He would give you a little kiss on the forehead and play with your hair until you are in a calm state. Then after that, would either ask you to paint with him as a calming exercise, or do something that you would want to do!