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ghouldump · 3 months ago

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I have been thinking about young doctor reader whos first reaction to seeing her one night stand admit he his a vampire is to ask if she can study him and do a couple of tests on him

I imagine this to be a lestat vibe yk? He would love the attention and strange admiration of his new weird beloved, while trying to keep her eyes always on him

"so are there others like you?"

"no by beloved, i am plenty enough to please"

Or maybe armand because he wants to be somebodys person in desperate way and i feel like he would manipulate her into staying in his life and be his eternal companion

Sorry if this was weird 😅

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i couldn’t decide 😂 this is super short and straight to the point

LESTAT DE LIONCOURT

Lestat would take advantage of the opportunity BUT not nearly as extreme as Armand and he has to be really into you - which, luckily he was. You had just moved back home to New Orleans, after living in Texas for a few years, since finishing your residency.

As soon as your relatives and old friends hear about you being back in the lively city, you are invited out instantly. At one of the many parties, he noticed you, dancing with a few friends, you caught everyone’s attention with how festive you were.

He stared from afar and one of your multiple friends told you that he was looking. Encouraging you to approach him, he could hear their annoying giggling as you walked up. However, he also noticed how more beautiful you were as you approached.

“It isn't polite to stare and not say hello, you know,” you told him, as he smirked.

“I was simply enjoying the view”

“Y/n,” you held out your hand.

“Lestat,” he said, kissing your knuckles, your friends gasped loudly, making you look back at them.

“Sorry about them,” you laughed.

“They are surprised that I am talking to you,” he said, hearing their thoughts.

“How do you- my god, your eyes, are these your natural color?” you asked, leaning closer, looking closer.

“Yes”

“I’ve never seen a color so pretty, natural, only to a few patients after-

“After what?”

“They've died,” you said.

“Interesting”

“Allow me to look further into this Lestat, I’d love to understand this better,” you told him, giving him your card.

“Doctor. Y/n, how about we leave here and you can tell me a little more,” he smirked, interlocking your arms, and leading you away from the party.

Ending up in his bed was the last thing you expected to happen. Your fingers ran through his blonde wavy hair, as his hands pressed against your back, holding you in his lap. Blinded by the euphoric pleasure, you didn't even notice the fangs, wincing as he drank your blood.

It wasn't until you were dressing, that you came to your senses, rushing to leave his townhouse. You planned to avoid him, you didn't understand him, and you figured it was best that you didn't dig. However, he plagued your mind, entering every thought, and you could hardly focus during your first day of work.

As your coworker stopped in front of the house, you thanked him for dropping you off and climbing out. You still hadn't bought a car and there was a good distance between your home and the clinic. Watching him drive away, you turned to the steps, but stopped, seeing Lestat.

“How was your work?” he asked, tilting his head.

“How did you find my house?”

“I asked where the pretty doctor stayed and they led me here, did you not want to see me?” he asked, childishly pouting.

“You bit me,” you exclaimed lowly, watching as he began to grin, devilishly.

“And you tasted exquisite, a rarity, beauty, brains, and sweet blood,” he praised, approaching you.

“Please leave”

“Come inside, we have much to talk about, doctor,” he clapped, walking to the door. Your eyes widened as it opened on its own.

Hesitantly, you followed him into the living room, where he began with small talk before he dropped the information, he's a vampire, willing to become your little experiment if he was allowed to feed on you, whenever he'd like.

He liked you, you weren't a nuisance, much like other humans, which is why he preferred the idea of you giving up your blood willingly, still being able to keep your mortality.

You questioned his motives, why did he want to keep you alive, if he thought your blood was good? What did he gain from this? Why didn't he kill you? What was vampirism? Being met with silence, you begrudgingly accepted the transaction.

As your subject, his dramatic theatrics only increased. He was falling out at every prick, claiming it was better for him to drink, your blood from your neck, instead of an IV. It brought him great joy to have so much attention form you.

He would answer any questions seriously, before patting his lap. It was snack time, and he preferred you to sit there instead of next to him. Although, you could sense that he was withholding.

I mean, according to Lestat, he was the only vampire, one in a billion. There were no others, nor was there a need to search. He was all you could need, powerful, rich, and handsome. He was perfect.

For nearly a year, you ran all kinds of tests on him, comparing human studies to his DNA. Then you began to pull away. You were growing closer with him, staying at his house, or he at yours. Feelings were beginning to surface, after months of consistent intimacy.

Nonetheless, you knew better than to think you would have something together. He didn't think the highest of mortals, so what made you different? Little did you know, you couldn't be more wrong.

After seven months of only being with Lestat as his doctor, but also sexually, you decided to give another man a chance. Sleeping with a mutual friend, you thought it was fun until you woke up in the middle of the night, and were surprised to see a deranged Lestat, holding the man as a hostage. Only he was worthy to be subjected under you, to be touched and held by you.

You were near perfection, he could only imagine if you became a vampire. He was your greatest experiment, able to bestow the dark gift unto you. Yet here you were, entertaining other men

You were confused for a moment, realizing it was jealousy, causing him to act so crazed. Calling him out, he confessed his feelings, his anger and disgust towards this man. You had proven yourself to be worthy of the best and he was the best, waiting for you.

Your heart fluttered at his words, genuinely touched when he offered to share the dark gift with you. Nodding, you exhaled as he whisked you into his arms, sinking his fangs into you. Draining you, before feeding you his blood.

The man continued to squirm, his hands and mouth covered and tied, watching the scene in fear. Regurgitating and groaning, you held your stomach, clinging to Lestat in pain, before you stopped.

Standing upright, you faced Lestat, the man’s heart was pounding as your maker pointed to him. Your first meal. Pouncing on the man, Lestat couldn’t be more satisfied, with you as his fledgling, he could now be your patient for the rest of eternity.

ARMAND THE VAMPIRE

Armand was always watching, always one step ahead, and so, when he caught on to your curiosity, his scheme began. While you were a practicing physician, you were constantly looking for your next experiment. Someone you could poke and prod to further your research.

It was your secret, a taboo, you'd been undergoing all sorts of analysis since before you'd gotten your degree. Moving to Paris, you initially put your focus into your residency, until the vampire theater was brought up. Everyone was raving about the place and you had to see it yourself.

Watching the play, you sat on the edge of your seat in disbelief. The murdering of the girl felt too real, her open wounds obviously infected. Then her screams, those screams, the sound of pure agony and fear, you were quite familiar with it.

When the play ended, the actors came back, along with the director, all of them bowing. Staring at the crew, you were inquisitive towards all of them. Strange eyes, ghostly skin, glass-like, sharp nails. If it wasn't for the apparent powdered makeup, you would assume they were dead.

Despite your suspicion, you kept returning out of curiosity. Your eyes could hardly focus on the play ahead, drifting off to the director. It wasn't until one night, that his eyes finally shifted to your own. Nodding slightly at you, you smiled, before turning your attention back to the play.

Your concentration changed from everyone to him overnight. You kept visiting, a small notebook in hand, writing brief notes about his appearance. Nothing about him seemed natural, and that drew you in more.

"I'd prefer if you spoke to me, instead of trying to follow me and make notes about me," he said, smirking as your heart skipped a beat.

"My apologies, it's a bad habit of mine," you shook your head, shoving the notepad into your pocket.

"You're a doctor?" he asked.

"How did you know?"

"You wrote out a few side notes, about wounds and how they should be treated"

"Yes, I mean, I'm still in my residency, but I am a doctor,” you said.

"And how are you liking Paris?" he asked, as he sat next to you.

"It's fine, I am into the darker aspects of life and death, and I was over the moon, finding a vampire theatre, where everything feels authentic. Then, I saw the director, and I've been to nearly every show since," you confessed, as he stared over at you.

It didn't take much longer for him to pull you into the basement, where you partook in the sinful acts.

Pressed against the cold railing, you kept trying to keep quiet, while his face was against your shoulder, taking in your scent.

You begin to regularly meet up with him and it isn't until one night you are out with a male colleague that you find out his identity. He is with his coven members, fuming in jealousy as he watches you laugh with the man. The conversation was nothing but platonic, but the thought of you in the same space as another man made him physically sick.

He naturally, kills the poor guy and you catch him, screaming as he drops the body, it catches on fire, and he turns to face you, blood dripping from his mouth. You run to try to evade him, but he quickly corners you.

He is too jealous, focused on why you were out with another man, to even notice you were confused and afraid.

Realizing you were reeking in fear, he apologized profusely, begging for forgiveness. He knew you only accepted because you were scared he would kill you next, but he would never, at least not unwillingly.

He takes you home where he confesses that he is a vampire and you have to swear to never tell a soul because it goes against the vampire laws. You want distance from him, but he is consistent, bringing gifts, asking for forgiveness daily, trying to prove that he would never harm you.

Finally, you believe him and he becomes your subject. He is the most willing, you'd ever had, allowing as many needles as you want, as long as it means you are touching his skin. He does manipulate you to drop out of your residency and focus on studying him. He says researching vampirism is a one-in-a-million chance, and he is the perfect experiment.

You are so caught up in your research, that you don't even realize that you are straying further and further away from the possibility of being saved. He loves you, he needs you, just as much as you need him, if not more. The final step to his manipulation tactics, turning you.

He could never allow you to age too much and become old, weathering away. You were his lifeline, he needed you as badly as he needed blood, and after months or even years of extreme brainwashing and manipulation, he turned you and made you his companion and fledgling.

#lestat de lioncourt x reader #lestat x reader #lestat de lioncourt #armand x reader #armand the vampire #interview with the vampire #amc iwtv

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chuuyrr · 2 years ago

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CHU <3 can I ask for a one-shot where toji or gojo meet their daughter's boyfriend (the haitanis)? BUT THEY ARE FIND THEM KISSING. Sorry, my English is not very good. ):

adoptive dad! gojo & biological dad! toji meets scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader's boyfriend (haitani ran + rindou)

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): spoilers for jujutsu kaisen and tokyo revengers, just dad! gojo & dad! toji being funny yet protective dads, ooc

╰➤ PAIRING(s): haitani ran, haitani rindou (separately), platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader (gojo satoru + fushiguro toji)

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: your dad(s) meet(s) your boyfriend for the first time and catches you kissing him much to his surprise

before you read: this is a crossover of jujutsu kaisen and tokyo revengers. you, the reader, have the scarlet witch's powers instead of a cursed technique as a fushiguro. also, just to clarify some things and avoid repetitive scenarios, gojo will meet rindou, toji will meet ran. that's all! ☆

gojo meets rindou !

gojo had no idea you were in the same district as him. he had business in minato city, particularly in roponggi, that had something to do with work, and while you had told him you were going to eat lunch with a friend, but you didn't exactly specify to your beloved father what kind of friend you were with.

gojo had just finished his business and was on his way home when he noticed a familiar [color]-head out of the corner of his eye as he passed by a restaurant. gojo turned his head and had to double-check to make sure he wasn't seeing things, which was kind of stupid given that he has six eyes and incredible perception with them.

but it was you, really you, who he saw inside the said restaurant from outside due to the crystalline clear glass panes in the window.

you were sitting near the window, holding hands with a young man gojo didn't recognize. the boy wore his neckline-length blond and purple hair down in a curtain style. gojo took in such a sharp gasp of air that he found himself clutching his chest as if he had been shot.

gojo approached the glass pane window and literally banged on it, causing you and the boy you were kissing to come to a halt and turn towards him. your and your boyfriend's eyes widened as a result.

"w-what the fuck?" rindou cried out.

"oi, rin! watch your language! that's my dad!" you exclaimed, grasping his hand.

as you and rindou stiffened, gojo stormed inside the restaurant, ignoring everyone's stares and a series of gasps and whispers, and made his way to your and rindou's table by the window.

gojo's snowflake hair became even whiter as he looked at you and then at your boyfriend. you grasped his hand, squeezing it as he gulped. rindou had already heard about gojo and who he was from you, "lunch with a friend huuuh?!"

"haha.. yeah, lunch with a friend," you said sheepishly, motioning over to rindou to emphasize him, "boyfriend, dad, boyfriend."

"h-hello, gojo-san! it's nice to meet you," rindou stood up from his seat and bowed his head in respect to your adoptive father, "my name is haitani rindou."

without your intervention, your adoptive father would have infinite voided rindou on the spot as he removed his black round sunglasses from his eyes. gojo just couldn't believe his eyes! you, his precious little kikufuku, have had a boyfriend all this time? a literal boyfriend!

his mind was short-circuiting from this piece of information, but it's no wonder you were all dressed up so nicely today!

nonetheless, gojo did ended up at the table with you and rindou, particularly right next to you as he narrowed his eyes at him.

"rindou, huh?" gojo raised a brow.

"yes.." rindou nodded in response.

"when the hell did you started dating my daughter, huh? what's your background? do you go to her school too?" gojo asked questions after questions, causing you to sweat drop.

"daaad!" you whined, tapping gojo's arm, "stop that. don't do this to me right here!"

"what? i have to know who this rindou-boy is!" gojo huffed as he turned to face you, his cheeks puffing out childishly, "and don't think you ain't getting a scolding too, lil' missy! you have a boyfriend this whole time and you've been hiding it from me—of all people—your dad!" he said as he pinched your cheek and tugged at it.

"because i wasn't prepared to tell you! i knew you'd freak out!" you argued, gently swatting his hand away from your cheek.

"freak out? how am i not supposed to freak out when i see my little kikufuku out in the open, in some restaurant, kissing a boy?!" gojo exclaimed, making a fake disgusted face and using a dramatic tone of voice.

"dad, he's my boyfriend! he's not just some boy i'm kissing!" you reasoned, motioning over to rindou.

"oh yeah? well, i specifically told you not to date until you're thirty!" gojo crossed his arms across his chest.

"gojo-san, please, c-calm down," rindou interrupted your somewhat comical bickering with your father and motioned his hands flat up and down in the air.

"don't tell me to calm down, boy! you still haven't answered my questions!" exclaimed gojo, causing rindou to stiffen.

for a delinquent who rules roponggi with his brother, rindou would be lying if he said he wasn't afraid of your father. despite how amusing gojo's reactions to you, his beloved child, having a boyfriend were, he was still was on another level compared to rindou.

gojo satoru, as you described to rindou, was the limitless sorcerer and bearer of the six eyes. this is the very person who raised you and taught you how to fight. furthermore, your father was the head of the gojo clan, one of the three major jujutsu families. he was a big shot.

you silently groaned to yourself, palming your face, even as you and rindou had to listen to gojo give the two of you a full-blown scolding, err, rant, you weren't sure because you weren't paying that much attention, but gojo kept repeating the fact that you shouldn't be dating until you're thirty years old—which is just funny because he's barely thirty himself 💀

when you saw rindou tense up in front of your dad, you couldn't help but sweat. under the table, his hand was practically squeezing yours. this was the first time the roponggi deliquent felt so afraid and vulnerable, which is understandable, but it surprised you to see how attentive he was to gojo and his scolding.

"you're not a gang member, are you?" gojo sighed sharply, finishing his scolding but raising a brow, his eyes now boring intently at the exposed tattoo on rindou's neck.

you and rindou perked up and exchanged glances at gojo's second question, now sweating as rindou spoke up nervously.

"about that, gojo-san..."

"[name]..."

"dad, please don't infinite void my boyfriend..."

toji meets ran !

fushuguro toji, your biological father, tries his hardest to catch up with your life, given that you've been raised by gojo Satoru your entire life and that his second chance in life would be a waste if he didn't choose to change his ways.

toji is a lot more gojo when it comes to parenting. he's protective of you, and he just can't help it. you're his daughter, the youngest in his family because tsumiki is the oldest. so, as soon as he heard from gojo that he thought you had a boyfriend, he deadass turned back into an assassin. man's hunting the said guy down 💀

toji easily tracked you down as an ex-assassin, and it was safe to say that the limitless sorcerer wasn't wrong. your biological father found you in harajuku, and the fact that he did so solely on foot is terrifying.

his eyes widened when he saw you walk out of the hair salon, holding hands with a tall, lanky man with twin braids, and that wasn't even the end of it. you were also dressed up so nicely too, you were literally wearing yves saint laurent clothing, matching with the guy with you.

toji's hands trembled as he watched you and the above said man smile and laugh as you two walked together to a restaurant, a fucking five-star one at that.

his father instincts were kicking in. oh god. toji had never felt anything like this before. is this how his late wife's father felt when he found out that her beloved daughter was dating him?

the emotions that were overwhelming poor toji worsened when the man you were with bent down and kissed your lips while caring for your side. the ex-assassin practically jumped, darting towards you with his mind and body screaming, 'NOT ON MY WATCH!'

when you and ran were pulled away, you were caught off guard. you were stunned as ran's eyes widen to see toji himself—a much taller, bigger, and muscular man with mid-length straight black hair that reaches to his ears. he had sharp, green eyes and a scar on the corner of his right lip.

"you've got some nerve to take my girl away from me," ran said, not intimidated in the least by the said man.

"your girl?" exclaimed toji, "you're the one who's got some nerve to kiss my daughter like that!"

"dad!" you cried out, now grasping Toji's arm and breaking the two's tension.

"daughter...? dad...?" ran asked, his purple eyes softening but widening with surprise and confusion, "is this guy your dad? not the other one with white hair?"

"i'm fushiguro [name], her dad," toji confirmed, eyes hardening.

it was now your boyfriend's turn to be surprised. he was no longer intimidated; he was now actually scared. ran fucked up. this guy was your literal father, and he just screwed up his first impression big time.

with that, ran found his sweat dripping from the tone of toji's voice. as he looked into his green and purple eyes, he realized you once mentioned having a biological father and that the man who raised you was your adoptive father, but looking at him and, well, comparing him to you—this guy was fucking scary as hell.

you can be scary if you want to; you're the scarlet witch, but you're sweeter and kinder looking, at least when you're not pissed off—he could say that makes you look like your father.

"what are you even here doing in harajuku, dad?!" you questionrd, stepping away from toji to walk towards ran and side with him.

"what am i doing here?" repeated toji, his hands on his hips, as he returned the question, "what are you doing here?"

toji then darted his gaze towards ran, "and just who the fuck is this guy with you?"

"i'm haitani ran," ran managed to say with enough courage, his hand intertwining with yours, "and i'm your daughter's boyfriend, sir."

ran mentally cursed himself as he watched toji narrow his eyes and glare at him, scrutinizing him from head to toe. you were alarmed because ran, who rules roponggi with his younger brother, haitani rindou, was not one to be scared or nervous, but you could feel the hand you were holding tremble.

ran may not know much about your biological father because he knows more about your adoptive father, but he can tell toji is just as dangerous as gojo, even if ran is unaware that toji is an ex-assassin and has faced gojo in a fight before using only raw prowess and wits.

"well, aren't you a daring one?" toji smirked at ran, "not only did you just threaten me, her father, earlier, but you sure are confident to claim yourself as my daughter's boyfriend."

"because i am [name]'s boyfriend," ran replied more confidently this time, but his tone was serious, a far cry from his usual whimsical demeanor to other people, "and i love her."

"hmm, I'll give you that. i like a guy with spunk," toji exclaimed, but he glared either way, "but kissing my daughter is crossing the line, buddy."

"ugh, he's my boyfriend. alright?" you groaned, holding the nape of your neck, "of course he can kiss me, dad!"

"kiss you? oh, hell no, [name]!" toji shook his head, "gojo and i haven't approved anything, and besides, didn't he tell you you're not allowed to date until you're thirty? huh?!"

"he's not even thirty, but why does he get to—you were cut off immediately with toji pinching your cheek and him dramtically and comically reacting very similarly to gojo right now.

"gojo's words still stand! you hear?!"

"but daaaad i love ran!"

[ author's notes ! to be honest, i haven't written for tokyo revengers in a loooong while, but hopefully this is alright. thanks for requesting anon :D hhh i missed it a lot ! also no need to apologize. i think your english is great anon dear ! ]

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luvssemma · 1 year ago

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Accident

Pairing- Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x afab!reader

Summary- Ghost has never been friendly towards you and when you make a mistake on a mission you understand why

Warnings- Angst, Mean Ghost, Smut, Fluff, pet names (baby,angel,princess) use of y/n because i couldn’t think of a call sign

W/C- 1k

Authors Notes- Hii this is my first time writing a Imagine so if its bad im so sorry! Also my first time writing smut so im sorry if its short but i can do a part 2!

You had been with the task force for a little over 6 months now and You’re lieutenant, Ghost, was still cold towards you like you were a stranger. You assumed he would warm up towards you, but it seemed like he hated you.

At first you were quiet around him. You were intimidated by his reputation, height, and sometimes his mask. You quickly started warming up to him and began getting curious about the masked man. You would try to talk to him and sometimes even joke around with him, but you quickly realized that he was not friendly towards you like he was with the rest of the team. He wouldn’t talk to unless necessary or he was yelling at you. He wouldn’t even give you a second glance.

The team tried to tell you that he was cold with everyone at first and that he would warm up to you eventually but as the months passed you became hopeless that he would ever like you and it made your heart ache with hurt and pain.

Simon would let the rest of them team call him Ghost but made an effort to remind you that you had to call him Lieutenant. He always would kids with the rest of the team and when you tried to join in he would roll his eyes. He always seemed to notice every little mistake you made berated and embarrass you in front of others. It made you wonder why he hated you.

The team had just finished a mission and you had made a mistake. You had accidentally fired your gun to early signaling the enemy towards you. Once you realized you made a crucial mistake your stomach dropped. After the team had fixed your mistake they were all irritated at you but Ghost looked at you with angry eyes. You immediately looked away from his gaze and heat went to your cheeks. “When we get back my office immediately” Ghost said with a stern voice. you simply nodded and kept looking down to embarrassed to look at him.

The ride to base was painfully quiet all you could was stare at the floor dreading going to your lieutenant’s office. You did as Ghost told you and followed him to his office. He slammed his office door making you flinch. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING BACK THERE SARGENT” Ghost yelled at you like you were nothing.

All you could do was look down and try to hold back tears “Lieutenant i-it was a accident” you said barely above a whispered.

Ghost just rolled his eyes and scoffed “That was a really big fucking accident soldier can’t even follow simple commands ” he seethed.

At this point you were so tired of trying to make him happy but never succeeding you broke down crying. His eyes softened as he watched as the tears ran down ur face. His heart aching at the thought that he caused you pain. “L-lieutenant why do you hate me” you said your voice cracking a little.

Ghost sighed and looked down at you “I don’t hate you y/n” he said like it was obvious. you sniffled and rolled your eyes “yes you do Ghost! I try and talk to you and you ignore me. Im the only one on the team that has to call you lieutenant all the time and the only time u speak to me is when you’re yelling at me” your voice filled with pain and sadness.

Ghost rolled his eyes “Im doing it for your own good y/n trust me” you were baffled by his answer “And whats that supposed to mean lieutenant” you asked irritated.

Ghost came closer and back you up against a wall and said lowly “If i let myself get close to you i won’t be able to control myself” Your eyes widen with surprise.

Ghost continues “Y/n i push you away so you’ll stay away from me im not good for for you but you just can’t take a hint” he said softly and caressed your cheek.

“Ghost please don’t push me away anymore” you said desperately and looked into he eyes.

All the sudden his lips crashed it yours. You immediately kissed back and wrapped your arms around his neck. Ghost gripped your hips like his life depended on it.

He left soft kissed across your jawline and whispered “Mm so beautiful baby” and started leaving a trail of hickeys on your neck that would be difficult to cover up.

“Ghost please!” you whimpered softly needing him. He smirked and whispered in your ear “Tell me what you want baby” his knee slightly rubbing against your aching core.

“Please Ghost i need you!” you moaned softly at the little friction he was giving you

Satisfied with your answer he slid your pants off and dragged your panties down to your thighs.

He slid his finger over your folds and he groaned feeling his cock throb at the feeling “Fuck Baby already so wet for me”

You blushed at his vulgar words and tried to look away but he grab ur chin making you look at him.

“Watch me fuck your tight little cunt baby” He slip two finger into your aching cunt and begin slowly moving his finger.

Quiet moans and whimpers flying from your mouth “Angel your falling apart and i’ve only got two fingers in how are you gonna handle my cock hm?” he teased and began moving his fingers faster and deeper.

“G-Ghost im gonna cum don’t stop please!” you begged him eagerly needing him to let you cum

Ghost smirked as you squeezed around his fingers “Come on baby come for me” he whispered in your ear

You moan loudly and chanted his name as you came around fingers. You felt like you were seeing stars.

Ghost watches you ride out your climax whispering praise in your ear. He slowly removed his fingers making you whimper at the loss of contact

“You did so good for me princess such a good girl” ghost mumbled and kisses your forehead

You look into his eyes and whispered “Ghost promise that you won’t push me away anymore” you said with a hint of hope in your voice.

He kissed your lips softly and held you in his arms. “I promise ill never hurt you again”

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #light angst #cod mw2 #ghost cod #simon ghost riley smut #lieutenant #simon riley #ghost mw2

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anastasiareadsnwrites · 5 months ago

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Oil & Water

Dear gentlest readers,

One's hands do seem to be tied as there are rumors going about the Ton as said The Duke Luciano has been seen visiting a widows household. They must be old friends. Or lovers one would say. Beguiling of a smile and charm one may have on another but there is always another smile waiting in the dark of the Ton. Talking about smiles, Lord Worthege seems to have secured a math with Lady Smith. Soon to have their wedding, but one lacks a dowry. What ever shall they do? An ego can never be as big as Lord Worthege's family.

Yours Truly,

Penelope Bridgerton

"Your hand in marriage would have the Ton talking." A guy said as Portia stood her ground in her personal quarters. "And I have a visitor coming this evening." The lady growled as she exited the room causing the other person to follow her.

"Come on Portia. Our marriage will have the Ton talking. You do like the attention, right?" The guy asked Portia and he wasn't wrong she liked having some attention drawn to her. But she will never marry a man out of eagerness when all the other person wants is another scheme. What was his scheme anyways?

"Ma'am you have a visitor waiting in the drawing room." Varley approached the two that were bickering in the hallway. Portia rushed into the drawing room and sighed trying to close the door behind her but the tall fellow pushed it open from her.

"Portia I swear I will do everything in my power to have you marry me."

"Enough! Jack" Portia lowered her voice as she realized she raised it.

"Excuse me? Am I interrupting something?" Those striking green eyes came into view causing Jack to look at him in surprise. "No absolutely not, your Grace." Portia said a little too quickly.

"No your grace." Jack said as he bowed in acknowledgement. "I was merely asking for Portia's hand in marriage." He chuckled trying to play it off.

"Forcefully." The Duke said giving Jack a small glare. "Now you wouldn't want to do that since I am already courting her." Luciano said fixing his tie and gave both of them a smirk. "W-we ne-" Portia said before getting the hint of his reason to say that. "Y-yes we are." Portia faked a smile just as Luciano pulled her toward him and he grabbed her waist causing her to shiver.

Just as that happened, one of the servants came in and announced more visitors. Which to Portia's disappointment it was none other than members of the Ton. Since when did they all want to come here. No less when two men are basically dueling each other with their eyes.

"When is the wedding?" One of the ladies said as she walked closer causing much panic to Portia. "I-I" Portia couldn't say anything obviously speechless.

"Within the next month." Luciano took the liberty into his own hands. Portia looked at him quickly with wide eyes. They very much had much much more to talk about then just the small conversation now.

"Excellent!" A man from the group said leaving Jack speechless with words. He ran his fingers through his wavy short blonde hair and chuckled. "I assure you this must be an act." He said looking between Portia and Luciano. "And didn't you need to return something of the Ton?" They all looked at him now. Barely noticing him before but assure now they were all glaring at him not forgetting his scheme and how he ran off with all the money some of the Ton members had given to him for investments.

With a growl he was about to walk up to the fake couple. "I believe you should leave." Another voice from the doorway caught everyone's attention. Penelope stood there, her baby in hand, and Colin glaring at the older man. "I believe everyone needs to leave to have the new couple to prepare things for their wedding." Colin said as a light squeeze came from Penelope as she looked at him in wonder.

Portia closed her eyes as she heard everyone rush out from the room. Leaving Luciano, Portia, Colin, Penelope, and the baby in the drawing room. Portia opened her eyes and took a deep breath almost collapsing against the couch.

"Mama?" Penelope asked her mother worried everything must've took a toll on her. "I am alright Penelope." Her mother sighed as she straightened herself. "Thank you I suppose." Portia looked at everyone in the room. She reached out for the baby and smiled as her silent request was fulfilled. The baby cooed in her arms and tried grabbing at the small details on Portia's dress causing her to chuckle.

"My lady" Luciano started. "I suppose they want to see an actual wedding take place? Correct?" He asked as he looked at Penelope with grinned and knowing look from Colin. "Of course. After all you did say that the wedding is going to take place within the next month. " Colin said.

"The Ton would be eager to hear how you two ended up together? After all you both hardly had interactions with each other." Penelope nodded. "Right?" Penelope looked at her mother who was paying attention to the small one in her lap. "We did have an interaction at the ball and then yesterday morning." Portia looked away.

"Oh gosh." Penelope groaned. "I mean you know about it since it was in the paper this morning" Portia slightly scolded her daughter. "And it isn't that kind of interaction you are thinking of." Portia said slightly close to a whisper.

With a breath of relief Penelope looked at her husband who chuckled.

"Wait. Within the next month? We don't have time to even come up with a story." Penelope said as she used her fingers to count. "We have about thirty days in total to even think of things." Colin grabbed his wife's hands and held them.

"Meaning we HAVE to get married." Portia glared at Luciano who was sitting on the opposite side of the couch. "How dare you." She started. "You could've said anything else but you just had to say that?!" She scolded the man who smirked at her. Penelope and Colin obviously smiling at the two bickering. They must've been old lovers. Penelope gave Colin a well known smile as the two went on and on.

"Well you wouldn't find it that bad if you were to stay with me away from everything." Luciano said as he sat right beside Portia.

"And how did that work out for your first wife?" Portia shot back looking away.

With wide eyes Luciano looked at Portia.

"You are cruel!" Luciano said as he stood up quickly. "I'm here trying to gain your love back and this is how I am repaid? from saving you from marrying another that is obvious in just using your body and intelligent mind?" Luciano. "I thought you were clever than that." He glared at the woman on the couch who had wide eyes and fuming expression on her face. She handed back her grandson to Colin and got into Luciano's face.

Penelope and Colin could only watch as the two bickered and bickered making it awkward for the pair. "Uhm Mama it seems like you guys have some things to sort….out." Penelope said as she slowly ushered her husband out with the baby following soon after and closing the door to the drawing room.

Penelope and Colin both looked at each other and started laughing. "They seem to have some unsolved tension." Colin said after he stopped laughing. Penelope wiped a tear that escaped her eye from laughing too hard. "Apparently some unsolved sexual tension." She said as she grabbed her son from her husband. Colin never could've found anyone better than his dear best friend Penelope.

"How dare you think I am such a-a rag-doll to just follow orders. It is clear that you never loved someone once." Portia glared at the man in front of her. "I think there's been some confusion. I am not the one in trouble here." Luciano said as he held Portia's face in his hand.

Portia felt like her heart leaped out of her chest. Regaining her stance she looked away and back away from the man.

"I could help you with everything." Luciano said he looked at Portia with longing eyes.

"I have always loved you."

#fanfic #portia featherington #portia x oc #revenge/romance #wattpad #book #bridgerton #colin x penelope #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #jack featherington #Scheme #Chapter 4: The Elegance of Eternal Love

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sailtomarina · 7 months ago

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Puppy Punch Love

“Hermione, over here!”

The unexpected call came just as she was about to settle in next to Harry, and she peered over the sea of heads to clock one very excited Fred Weasley. Nothing good could come of the twinkle in his eyes, nor from how his grin spread from ear to ear the longer she stared at him.

”What’s he want?” Harry asked, also having noticed the call. Surprising, really, given how he’d been totally absorbed in his conversation just moments prior.

”I’m sure it’s nothing,” Ginny piped, leaning around the wizard to nudge Hermione. “Go on, then.”

In hindsight, it should have been obvious to Hermione that Ginny was in on the plan. Not only was she a Weasley, but she also happened to be particularly close with Fred. There was no reason why she’d normally steer Hermione towards certain doom.

”Let me scoot over for you,” Fred said as she approached, practically shoving Lee into Parvati’s lap to make room.

Hermione nodded and gingerly sat, leaving a sliver of space between the two of them which he immediately closed as he slung an arm conspiratorially around her shoulders.

”What’s this about, then?” She knew better than to listen to the butterflies erupting from his warm embrace.

”I couldn’t help but hear about a certain witch’s birthday that I missed.”

Her breath caught at the comment, but she corralled it into place. “Yes. What of it?”

A box materialised in front of her wrapped in pretty gold paper and crème ribbons. Her name adorned the label in a flowing script.

”I’d be remiss to ignore my favourite witch’s special day.” He winked as he pushed the box closer. Hermione’s chest absolutely did not seize at the adorable way his cheeks bunched up when he smiled at her.

”It’s already past, though,” she said, her voice weak.

“Consider this a gift as well as an apology and accept it?” Now he pouted at her, his lip jutting out dramatically.

”Fine.” She didn’t even try to hide her smile from him.

Because as much as she tried to put on a competent face for everyone else, Fred could always pick out her true feelings. It’d been like that nearly from the start of their unlikely friendship, started as early as third year when Harry and Ron had ignored her over another surprise gift. Then, like now, Fred had hailed her down and made it his personal mission to get Hermione Granger to laugh and forget about her troubles, even if only for a short while.

When she pulled the ribbon loose and carefully peeled back the paper, a nondescript box with a red ‘W’ gave her little indication of what lay inside. Fred continued to stare at her, his closed lips turned upwards in a gentle curve.

It wasn’t until she’d started to pull open the lid that his eyes flickered over and widened in realisation. “Wait, Hermione—“

The warning came too late to save her from the gloved fist that popped her right in the nose, followed by a brief flash of light. She’d later have to stop herself from socking Colin in a similar fashion when he shared the photo he captured of the moment, complete with her eyes crossing at the moment of impact. But that would be in the future, and this was the present. Leaning forward in excitement as she was, the punch struck her with particular force, resulting in a popping sound and a wet sensation.

”Oh, shite! Hermione, I’m so sorry. Are you okay? This wasn’t supposed to happen; the boxes must have somehow gotten mixed up.”

She lifted her eyes to take in Fred’s panicked expression. His hands fluttered in the air, first gently gripping her chin to lift her face, then moving to push her hair back behind an ear. Any irritation she might have felt faded away in the warmth of his concern.

”It’s okay, Fred.”

”No, let me make it right,” he said firmly, pulling out his wand.

It was a testament to her level of trust in him that Hermione didn’t flinch away. This was one of the infamous Weasley twins, after all, where a flash and a bang were natural assumptions when magic was in the mix. Except, Fred had never done so to her prior to this mishap, and she had a feeling he never had the intention to in the future.

She closed her eyes as his wand twirled, only biting her lip as the broken bone snapped back into place. Another tingle of magic later, and she felt the blood coating her lower face vanish.

“There we are!”

Fred’s eyes swam into view as she opened her own, the clear blue sky of his irises searching–for what, she didn’t know. As she gazed back at him, she couldn’t help but trace the freckles across his nose and cheeks.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, head tilting to the side.

She hadn’t even realised she was smirking until his question. “If you connect the dots just so,” she traced a finger against his cheek, feeling the change of soft to rough as she crossed stubble, “I can just make out Centaurus.” She punctuated the constellation name with a tap against the tip of his nose, nearly giggling as his eyes crossed to track the movement.

Before she could fully pull her hand back, she found it wrapped up in both of his own. Warm, callused, and secure, he pressed them against his chest.

“Fred, what are you–”

“Not only did I miss your birthday, but I somehow swapped your gift for a boxing telescope and got told I have Firenze on my face.” Gone was the smile, in its place something far more frightening: a serious Fred Weasley. His brow furrowed as he looked down on her, and his hands tightened as he cradled hers against his chest.

“That’s not what I sai–”

“What do you say to going on a date with me to Hogsmeade this weekend, Hermione?”

She gaped at him. Those weren’t exactly the words she’d expected to fall from his lips. Far from it, actually. She’d thought he’d tease her back in kind over her own freckles.

Then she nearly choked as Lee leaned around Fred and lobbed a spoonful of something into her open mouth. The twin swivelled around to pummel his friend as Hermione coughed and scrambled to get a drink.

“Aw, c’mon! You can’t tell me that wasn’t funny–hey!” Any further protests from their fellow Gryffindor were lost to Fred’s whispered threats and the sound of gurgling as he held the other boy in a chokehold.

“Fred, that’s enough. I’m okay now.”

She found her face held once again in the palm of his hands as he forgot about his friend to check on her, eyes scanning until they focused on her lips.

“Are you sure? I’ve got some prototypes I can make him swallow in apology.”

“No,” she laughed, already picturing Lee in a variety of embarrassing transformations, as she continued, “how about you take me to my real birthday present instead? We can talk about Hogsmeade along the way.”

His hands spasmed against her face before he leapt up from the table. He held an elbow out to her in a convincing display of the extraordinary gentleman that he was. “My lady?”

She stood to take his arm, making sure to swing her bag around with enough force to shove Lee face first into his plate of mashed taters. “Thank you, good sir.”

With a skip to their steps and twin grins on their faces, Hermione and Fred set off through the Great Hall. They didn’t know it yet wrapped up in excellent company as they were, but the cheers that followed were for them. Some clapped thinking the witch would distract the prankster from future mayhem. Others clapped in hopes the wizard would soften up the no-nonsense Prefect. The few who didn’t approve knew what they were witnessing was the birth of an unstoppable force far too clever and powerful for one castle, or even one country, to contain.

None of that mattered, however. For now, they were just him and her and a bubbling cauldron of possibilities.

1372 WC

Posted on FB, Tumblr, and AO3

Written for the Facebook group Lauren's Kitchen for Fred and George's birthday month wheel prompts.

Product: Boxing telescope; Trope: Prank gone right; Setting: The great hall; Extra Character: Firenze

Okay, so I might have cheated with the extra character of Firenze...or did I? You can tell me what you think.

I also left the timeframe of this scene ambiguous. It could honestly take place before or after the Battle of Hogwarts. Just know that in my mind Fred lives either way.

#harry potter fanfiction #harry potter flashfic #hermione granger x fred weasley #hermione granger #fred weasley #fremione #hermione x fred

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dc418writes · 2 years ago

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When a Door Closes…

✨Pairing✨: neighbor!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄: Your Valentine’s Day might turn around after all

⚠️: dilf!Ari who’s extremely caring and sweet (yes that’s a warning), mention of cheating, age gap (10 yrs), pretty much all fluff

A/N🎙️: HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE’S EVERYONE☺️💕!! I hope your day was great and filled with all the love you deserve! Even if you didn’t get to spend it the way you intended (or maybe it was a day of heartbreak for you as it will be for poor reader☹️), don’t forget to show yourself love too🥰

“Back already?,” Ari, your neighbor, asks with slight concern. It’s just your luck he’d be in the hall placing his garbage down the shoot just as you arrived home with noticeably less pep than when you left.

Not to mention the white tank that barely covered his broad chest and somehow made his already thick muscles more prominent. And you weren’t even gonna start with the dark jeans on his lower half

“Yea um..things got cut short.”

By that you meant finding out you were the other woman when you showed up at your “boyfriend’s” door.

Bag of groceries in hand and your pretty pink satin dress falling to your thighs, you planned on surprising him with dinner, a little wine, and his favorite movie you ordered offline since you couldn’t find it in stores.

You practically bounce in place as you wait for him to open the door just knowing he’d love your surprise. Especially since he said he was stuck at home not feeling well.

Finally appearing on the other side, you should’ve know something was wrong when the color drained from his face as he quickly closed the door behind him like he was keeping something hidden. Your excitement and caring nature overshadowed your logic though.

“Y/N…w-what are you doing here?,” he asks in a hushed tone with a wavering smile.

“I wanted to surprise you! Plus you said you were sick so-,”

“Johnnyy,” a fairy like voice whines from the inside of his condo, “you promised you’d watch this with me.”

“Coming baby, just give me a minute!,” he sweetly calls back to the mysterious voice now leaving you confused and hurt.

“W-Who was that?,” you quietly ask as he carefully grabs the two reusable bags from your hands. Apparently impressed with the ingredients inside from his nod of approval.

“Look honey I didn’t want you to find out like this, but since you’re here…”

“Find out what?” By now you knew what he was implying, but you still wanted to hear the words from his mouth.

“I…I gotta go alright. We can talk about this later.” With a wink and that charming, snake like smile he was gone behind his door leaving you stunned in the hall of the multi-million dollar building.

Your legs eventually remember how to walk leading you down the hallway that seemed a few feet longer now. Not before you hear Johnny explain, “just the delivery girl with my groceries.”

Ari could tell there was more to your response noticing the small dot of faded mascara near the side of your eye. Their subtle red tint as if you’d cried minutes earlier. He didn’t want to pry though, simply offering you a sympathetic smile

“I��m sorry to hear that sweetheart.” Why did that name always sound so sweet yet sultry coming from him? It never failed to leave you a fluttering mess even when you knew he didn’t mean it that way.

“S’okay,” you shrug with a small smile of your own. “Can always save this dress for another special occasion.”

“Or…you could eat with us?”

“No no, it’s okay,” you wave off in search of your key inconveniently deep in your purse. “I don’t wanna interrupt your night with Mya.” It was his week with her and you’d feel terrible coming in between that.

“You wouldn’t be. She actually asked about you earlier and when she could see you.”

Hearing that has a sweet smile creeping along your lips internally making Ari glow. He loved your smile and was glad he could put it back where it rightfully belongs.

“Well, if it’s okay then sure. I’d love to.”

The clack of your heels as you follow the short distance behind Ari’s larger form alerts Mya of a new person, making her pause from her drawing to lift her head. A bright, excited smile has your own forming as she waves hello.

“Y/N, you look so pretty! I want a dress like that!”

You use your hand to cover your giggles as Ari nervously scratches his neck and stumbles over his words trying to tell his daughter no without insulting you. It was a beautiful dress that fit your curves and hugged in all the right places, but definitely nothing he wanted to find in his daughter’s closet anytime soon.

“Thank you Mya, and when you get older I know you’ll find a dress soo much prettier than this.”

He mouths an appreciative “thank you” opening the large pizza box on the counter to place a slice on her plate.

“Looks good,” you smile as he hands you your own serving.

“Daddy tried making Shakshuka, but he burned it.”

“I didn’t exactly burn it. The ingredients weren’t mixing like they were supposed to and then the longer I let it set, the darker it got.”

“So basically you didn’t know what you were doing?” Both you and Mya giggle as he sits down with his food rolling his cerulean eyes. Eventually he gives into the humor of the situation chuckling himself

“At least the table still looks fancy!” With a few candles scattered over its surface and small bouquet of colorful roses in the center, you were honestly surprised Ari did it all by himself.

“It does look really nice Ari.”

“Thanks. S’all for little bit to make sure she knows how special she is,” he softly smiles gently tapping the little girl under her chin to return her bright smile.

It’s a little after 10 when Ari walks you to your door. Ever the gentleman, he insists even though you live across the hall.

“Thanks again for inviting me Ari.”

“No problem, but you know you’re always welcome Y/N.”

Since that night you were nice enough to watch Mya for him while he ran back to the office, he’d grown to look at you as a friend just as Mya did. Always offering a seat for dinner or a listening ear if you needed it.

“I hate your day didn’t go well.”

“It’s alright. At least it didn’t get worse.”

He hoped he never met whoever this idiot was that would dare to hurt sweet, beautiful you. Ari didn’t think he’d be able to control himself

“Listen, I’m not trying to pry on the details of tonight but just remember you deserve only the best sweetheart.”

The sincerity of his words nearly has you sobbing again thinking back to Johnny and whoever that was waiting for him. Was there some grand red flag you just didn’t see? Or were you that dumb to not even notice it when it was right there in front of you?

You manage to hold yourself together responding with a quiet “thanks” and a small smile twisting your key between your fingers.

Then it happens. You feel his soft lips on your forehead and his large palm caressing your cheek just as soft and comforting as you shamefully imagined some nights.

Your lower belly flutters still feeling the hairs of his beard prickle your skin although he’s pulled away; looking at you with that soft expression that always turned you into putty.

Maybe your earlier heartbreak was for more good than you thought?

“Have a good night Y/N. And happy Valentine’s Day.”

“H-Happy Valentine’s Day Ari.”

#ari levinson #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson x woc #ari levinson au #chris evans #chris evans x black reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x woc!reader #red sea diving resort

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 1 year ago

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A/N = If you wanna skip the floofy stuff, scroll down until you see the "***".

C/W = P->V, other stuff. This is my first one. So, if it's garbage, don't lose hope. There are others!

"UZUI IS FINE"

"That was good, everyone. Work on keeping your core strong. Tight and strong.

"What's that ones name," you heard Tengen ask Genya as he pointed in your direction. You hoped, in a way, he wasn't asking about you.

"That's y/n," Genya said, looking you up and down. "She's been at the other training facility for about 6 months. Then, the Master issued a relocation order for her to be here. Apparently, she needed some training in different areas."

"Y/n," Tengen boomed out to you, "I need you to stay behind. I need to go over ... over ... something with you."

A look of surprise spanned your face. You've been training with Tanjiro and Muichiro a lot lately and they said you've made progress in the past few weeks.

Really, you just hoped you weren't in trouble for some of the looks you'd been giving Tengen. You had to remind yourself. Uzui was too familiar a name to call him. He didn't even know your name until a few minutes ago. And who knows how long he'd remember it.

Everyone walked away when the training ended. Jokingly shoving one another. Inosuke tripped Zenitzu and fell down laughing. Typical, you thought to yourself and laughed.

"Y/n, c'mere!" Uzui Tengen didn't need a reason to have anyone approach him. People flocked to him like he was a magnet. His body was nothing short of godlike. And the thing about him is he knew this effect he had over others.

"Yes, Master?" He looked down at you with his arms folding over his sweaty front and raised an eyebrow. You started to raise your face to match his gaze, but got hung up on his abdomen. And then chest. You flushed and your insides clenched up. Tightly. He could sense this. And it made him smile. It made him happy.

"Uh, whhh-uttt? Master, you say?"

"SHIT! Master Tengen. Lord Tengen. I don't know what to call you," You said, as you tugged nervously at your belt. Finally, your eyes met. "What do you want, Mast-, Lord Tengen?" God, you thought. That sounded rude.

"I want you to practice getting out of my hold. Your defensive maneuvers are good. Getting better each training session. But what happens when a demon catches you off guard and you're, well ..."

Tengen looked at the length and width of your body. All 5'1 of you. You were nowhere near tiny - in the traditional sense. Your ass filled out your uniform quite nicely. Your shirt had to be tailored specifically to your measurements. Your breasts were nothing glorious like Mitsuri's. But you were beautiful and curvy. And it didn't go unnoticed by the people at camp.

Tengen was snapped back to reality when he let out a barely audible "Hmm-ungh." You heard it, tilting hour head to the left, you could feel it made you so wet that your uniform clung between your thighs in an uncomfortable way.

It was summer and hotter than hell. You usually opted not to wear undergarments when the temperature was in the triple digits. The heat radiating all around you was making you crazy. All you wanted to do was take your uniform off and jump in the nearest cold body of water.

But, training.

Tengen stood behind you and wrapped his massive arms around your much smaller upper body. "Are you ready? I ... I promise not to break anything. But really, you're going to need this knowledge when - not IF - a demon has you in its clutches. It's my job to teach you how to fight back. Y'got that, y/n? Demons won't let go when you tell them to."

Like I'd ever want you to let go, you thought.

"OK," Tengen continued, noticing you seemed a little preoccupied. "So I'm just going to hold you tightly, and you have to try and break free from my, uh, well, my control." Your body flushed at the thought of Tengen being in complete control of you. And your face did little to conceal your private thoughts.

His arms went all the way around your waist, and he hunched over your small stature. His hips pressed into your lower back as you inhaled deeply. His scent was intoxicating. Reminiscent of how one smells after bathing and scrubbing their skin with sugar and vanilla and drying off in the sun.

"Ha! Let's see you try to escape. The point of this was so you -" he stopped short as you began to struggle against his towering physique. He lifted you off the ground as your legs started to kick the air pointlessly. He let out a startlingly loud laugh, and you just stopped moving altogether.

He held you there against his hard and sweaty chest for a moment before lowering you to the ground. You slid down the front of him. And you thought that he left you lingering over his semi-hard cock - for just a second - prior to releasing you. You shivered at the thought of him completely pushing himself into your hot & wet center.

He felt you tense up. At the sensation of his hot breath against the right side of your neck, you threw your head back onto his shoulder. "WHAT is this 'training exercise' for, again?" you demanded. His grip on your curvy waist tightening up a little, "It's to introduce you to ..." Suddenly, you quit listening and went limp against him as everything went dark.

*********(end of floofy stuff)*********

You awoke, hearing Rengoku speaking about you. And you decided keeping your eyes closed might be to your benefit. The space didn't feel like anywhere you've been before. It wasn't entirely unfamiliar. Vanilla and sandlewood notes filled the warm air. It sort of reminded you of Tengen when you were out in the field training.

"So, this is y/n, huh, Uzui? I can definitely see the appeal. She's very ... beautiful." You heard footsteps retreating from the space you were in, so you figured it would be safe to take a look around.

Your eyes opened a bit. What the hell am I wearing, you wondered as you noticed the looseness of the cloth against your hot skin. "Goddamn it, it's so hot!!" you yelled out. Tengen muttered something to Rengoku, and then you heard them say quick and almost hushed goodbyes.

You saw Tengen standing outside the room you were in. "Y/n? Is it OK if I come in to you? Are you dressed?" Dressed? you wondered. "Y- yes, I'm wearing .... something. Come in, please."

His large hand pulled the shoji open, and he looked in at you. You looked down and realized your top wasn't much more than a thin piece of fabric carelessly stitched together. "Wh- what happened? How did I get here and -" You were almost afraid to ask where your uniform was, but did anyway.

"Where's my uniform, Master Tengen?" He put his hands out as if to somehow calm you down by brushing the sweltering air around. "It's drying on the line outside. It's uh, well, you were ... wet. You were so wet it leaked into your pants." He looked flustered and turned around for a brief moment. You saw his large shoulder muscles contracting.

"What did you just do? Right there, now. Did you just touch yourself?" He looked into your (e/c) eyes like it hurt to be across the room from you. The bulge nearly escaping his kimono made your chest heavy with need. "I had to fix something. Tha-, that's all, y/n. Are you feeling better? I think you got overheated out there. Let me bring you something to drink."

You laid back. Exhaling, you stared at the ceiling. Pulling the sheet off of you, exposing every part of your body. Praying for a breeze to bring you some relief from the heat in this damn place.

Tengen came back with a glass of cool water and took in a sharp breath at the sight of you, nearly naked on his tatami. You took the water and drank it quickly and carelessly. Drops rolled down your chin and onto your nearly exposed breasts. Your nipples poking through the useless threads. Making the thinness of the material that much more obvious. Tengen went back to standing at the door.

You heard the sound of fabric being shuffled around. But still kept your eyes on the ceiling. You heard a low moan escape Tengen's mouth and then fervent rubbing. Calloused hands on his hard cocks delicate skin, stretched almost to the brink. "Look at me, y/n. Look how fucking hard I am!" he begged for your attention. "Fucking look at this, ple- please, y/n!"

You rolled toward him languidly. The lack of response on your part drove him insane. He was used to being the center of attention in situations like these. And you knew this. You were relishing in it.

You slowly raised up the thin chemise, pulling the black lace hem to just above the soft round spot on your belly. You began fingering the tiny metal buttons on the front of it, not unlocking eyes with him the whole time.

Tengen dropped to his knees and pulled open his kimono. He shamelessly began massaging his huge cock. Almost doubling over at the amount of pleasure he was getting from your eyes on him while he held himself in his massive hand. Not at all diminishing the size of his member.

"Stop. Stop that!" You reeled as you sat up. His hands fell to his sides. But the sudden lack of stimulation didn't stop his cock from twitching and jumping so hard it made a slapping sound against his taut muscles. You put your finger to your lips, biting down on it.

Precum dripped from Tengen's throbbing head onto the floor. He wiped it up and reached to rub himself more with a wetted hand. "I said ... fucking ... don't." He whined at your sharp words. "Remember when you summoned me? Huh? Earlier today?" His eyes scanned your thighs, glossy from sweat and the juice that leaked out of your clenching cunt. He licked his lips and grunted a yes at you, "Uhh-hnnugh".

His hips swaying in the void around him, searching for anything to create friction or resistance against his dense cock. You laughed. "Now, YOU ... c'mere," you ordered. "Anything, y/n. Anything you want." He crawled to you. All the characteristics of a wild cat. His shoulder blades sticking up from his back with each movement he made toward you. Not taking his eyes from yours.

By this point, you were sitting in your own wet spot. Occasionally rubbing your thighs together. Luckless in attaining some release of your own. You wanted to plunge your fingers into your aching pussy. To tease Tengen more than bring yourself pleasure, though.

He got to you after what seemed like forever. Sitting there at the edge of the mat, about a foot away from you, he roughly bit his lower lip. "I'm here -" he started.

He was leaning in to touch you between your thighs, "I. Fucking. Dare. You. To." Then, he pulled his hands back at your mild reprimand. He looked almost angry at you. You tilted your face downward and raised your eyebrows at him.

Tengen was on top of you in an instant. His tongue is dipping in and out of your warm wetness. Sucking on your clit while his hand maintained a steady rhythm pushing in and out of your pussy. His hips pressing into the bedding, groaning "Y/n, oh my fucking gods, y/n. I wanted to rip you apart when we were out training today. You make my cock so hard! y/n, ohh gods ..."

You did your best to make him roll over. He looked as if he'd done something wrong, "Are you OK? Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?" You let out a deep little laugh. "Not at all. I just want to do this now," you said as you climbed atop his waist.

He inhaled deeply, feeling you rub your swollen pussy on the head of his cock. He put his hands on your hips to guide you down slowly. Tengen wasn't about to hurt you.

To his surprise, you slammed yourself down on him. Hard. His eyes went huge, stuck in disbelief that such a little thing like you could harness all of him in one fell swoop.

You bounced up and down on him. His smooth balls sticking to the mixture of sweat and cum stuck to your round ass. He spread it and scooped some up from your leaking pussy, rubbed it on his middle finger and put it in your asshole.

"Tehhh - oh shhiihh - fuck! Tengen, that feels amazing!", You managed. His right hand fingering your ass, his left hand wrapped around your waist. Your bodies in perfect sync, sharing everything.

He fell back onto the mat. "Unn-huhh ... y/n ... ffffffuhhh- y/n, I'm going to cum so hard right now. Ohh, ohh fuck ... oh fuck-". You smashed into him. His cock melting into your tightness, just for him.

He had wrapped both arms around you now, pulling your hair back to expose your neck. He kissed it and licked the sweat up off of you. "You taste so good, y/n. I can't ... fuck. You're the most beautiful ... Holy shit."

"I'm g'na cum, Tengen!" you essentially screamed through grunts of air being pummeled out of your small body.

"Do it, y/n. All over me." You tilted back and angled your hips so you could rub your clit against the skin that was just above his v line "It feels good, no?" He asked, through his one-of-a-kind Tengen smile.

You both let out an enormous groan as he fell into your breasts. He came a flood inside of you. A couple of pumps more on his soaking cock, and you sank onto the entirety of him. Resting on his emptying balls.

Tears pooled in your eyes.

"Thank you, y/n. I've been wanting to do this for so long." He says to you as you curl up together. His arms clutching you so tightly.

Before you drift off to sleep, you say, "Me too, Tengen. Me, too."

He starts rubbing your clit from behind and kissing your bare neck and shoulders. You can feel his cock growing into you. Hot . Hard. Heavy.

He breathily exhales into your right ear, "Uzui is fine."

#kny smut #kny tengen #tengen x y/n #tengen x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #tengen uzui smut #tengen uzui #uzui tengen smut #tengen x you #uzui x y/n #uzui x you #uzui x reader #omg this is hot garbage #i hope i've come a long way from this

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msanimedolphin · 1 year ago

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~Back In The Game~

~Chapter Twenty-Four~

-Series Masterlist-

What happens when a girl who loves volleyball joins a boys' volleyball club? Does she find love? Will she relive her past or move forward? Join (L/N) (Y/N) on a journey with fun twists and turns.

I don't own Haikyuu or any of the characters.

-Last Time-

“Uh, our opponents…?” Daichi asks,

“Yep! The Karasuno Municipal Team.”

“Dammit! Shoulda guesses I wouldn’t be able to get everybody at this hour on a weekday.” Ukai says, closing his phone. Some people walk into the gym and Ukai greets them. “Thanks for showing up on short notice, guys!”

“When he said municipal team, I expected a bunch of middle-aged dads.” Tsukishima remarks while looking at the newly arrived guys who are around the same age as Ukai.

“Me too.” Yamaguchi agrees.

“Hey. Be nice, you two.” You say while walking past.

“Okay, folks! Let’s get this started!” Ukai announces.

“Yes, Coach!” The boys reply heading onto the court. Nishinoya doesn’t move and Ukai notices and looks at him questioningly.

“You there. What’s wrong?” Uaki asks, getting Noya and Daichi’s attention.

“Ah! I’m sorry, Coach. He has reasons not to…” Daichi tries explaining.

“What. Can’t play? He’s hurt?”

“Uh, not exactly…”

“Then what is it? So he’s not hurt, but he can’t play for you guys… Can’t say I get it, but ah well. How ‘bout he joins the municipal side? Our libero’s stuck at work and can’t come.”

“Um, that might work, I guess.” Daichi says as Nishinoya starts walking to the municipal team’s side.

“Okay. We need two more people. Maybe I can pull some guys off the bench…?”

“Ah!! It’s Asahi-san!!” Hinata shouts, causing everyone to look at him in surprise and causing Nishinoya to stop dead in his tracks. You look to see Hinata hanging from the metal bars of the window. You walk over to the window and sure enough, Asahi is walking by. Tanaka is soon at the window with the two of you.

“Asahi-san!” Hinata says excitedly.

“Asahi-san!” Tanaka says even more excitedly.

“Geh! You again.” Asahi says frightened.

“Hi, Asahi!” You say waving with a smile. Asahi calms slightly until he notices Hinata staring at him. The gym door slides open and Ukai pokes his head out.

“What, somebody’s late?! Lazy punk! What’s your position?!” Ukai questions.

“Um! W-Wing Spiker…?” Asahi answers, scared.

“We’re short bodies! Get yer butt in here and get warmed up! Now! Move! Move!!” Asahi takes his shoes off and enters the gym nervously with his head down. Nishinoya stares at Asahi, who doesn’t look at anyone. You go up to Asahi.

“Hey…” You begin, causing him to look at you. “It’ll be okay. I’ll be here for you.” You finish with a smile and a comforting hand on his arm. He looks at you with a blush and thanks you.

“All that’s left is a setter. I’d do it, but I’ve gotta stay out and watch.” Ukai thinks aloud. He looks over at Suga, Kageyama, and Hinata. “Could you guys send one of your setters over to the municipal side?”

“...” Suga and Kageyama are silent before Suga starts walking over to the municipal side.

“Suga-san?!” Tanaka exclaims.

“You’d better not be doing this to give me the position.” Kageyama states, causing Suga to stop. “You’re just giving up and backing down so I can move up… I’m not going to accept that.”

“Kageyama… when you joined the team… part of me was ready to have a battle over the starting position.” Suga begins. “But another part of me… was relieved I didn’t have to do it anymore.”

“Suga…” You whisper sadly.

“The setter is the axis of a team’s offense. They have to be the toughest player on the team. But I… I lost all my confidence, I was afraid of setting.” Suga continues as everyone looks at him. “I couldn’t help but fear I was setting my hitters into a block. But with you here, Kageyama, I could hide in the shadow of your massive talent. I… was relieved! I have to admit, watching one of the balls I set get smacked down in a block… is still going to scare me. But! I still want one last chance to set the ball for you… Asahi!” Asahi looks at Suga in shock. “That’s why I’m going over to this side, Kageyama. I won’t let you have that spot without a fight.” Suga says, looking back at Kageyama.

“I won’t be backing down either.” Kageyama replies.

“Nishinoya, I’ll be counting on you for great follow-ups.” Suga says cheerfully.

“You bet.” Nishinoya replies before glancing at a troubled Asahi. Nishinoya doesn't say anything but instead heads onto the court.

“Wow…” You say catching Kiyoko’s attention. “Suga is awesome. It’s great that he isn’t giving up. And his speech was incredible.” Kiyoko looks at you and smiles before agreeing with you.

“Hurry and warm up!” Ukai yells.

“Asahi-san is back! That’s awesome! Right?” Hinata exclaims happily.

“He’s back for now, yeah.” Kageyama replies.

“Kageyama~ Don’t think like that, have faith.” You say whining a bit. He looks at you before refocusing on the game that’s about to start.

Starting Order.

Karasuno:

Back Left-Ennoshita, Back Middle- Tsukishima, Back Right- Kageyama, Front Left- Daichi, Front Middle- Hinata, Front Right- Tanaka

Municipal Team & Others:

Back Left- Shimada, Back Middle- Mori (Noya), Back Right- Suga, Front Left- Uchizawa, Front Middle- Takinoue, Front Right- Asahi

“No getting nervous!” Kageyama scolds Hinata.

‘We get to play…against The Ace!!’ Hinata thinks excitedly, ignoring Kageyama.

“This is going to be good!” You whisper.

~To Be Continued~

#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu imagines #daichi x reader #sugawara x reader #hinata x reader #tanaka x reader #tsukishima x y/n #yamaguchi x y/n #hq x reader #tsukishima x reader #akaashi x reader #kenma x reader

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kleoyeager78 · 2 years ago

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Fashion designer | 2

I spent the whole night overthinking about my new life.

I don't even know when I fell asleep. All I know is that I awoke from the sound of knocking on my door which I assumed was Sasha.

I stretched my legs and arms then made my way to open the door.

Like I thought, it was Sasha. “Good morning,” she said.

“Good morning” I gave her a light smile.

“How did you sleep?” She asked.

“My sleep was great!”

“Really? I’m surprised you got any with the neighbors arguing.”

“Oh they were?” I was confused because I didn't hear anyone last night. But maybe I was too stuck in my head to notice.

“Yeah they still are. Apparently Mr. Robinson's wife came home to him cheating again and everyone has to hear about it.”

“Again?” I was kinda shocked but really just trying to be nosy.

“Yeah he cheats on her like everyday but she catches him like once a month or so.” Sasha shrugged uncaringly.

I started feeling kinda bad for the woman.

Sasha noticed my sympathetic expression and decided to continue. “When I first moved in and saw it I told her but she basically told me in the rudest way possible that it wasn’t my concern. So I just figured it’s best to mind my business.” Sasha cleared her throat a little. “But that doesn’t stop me from watching the fights,” she said with a smirk.

“Wait watching?”

“Yeah girl we got front row seats” She took my hand and led me to the kitchen.

When we arrived at the window, she pulled back the blind and whispered, "Pretend you're doing the dishes." I obviously followed her instructions, and as she had informed me, the argument was still going on, and I was able to see it in clear view.

Chairs were being thrown, and because the walls were so thin, I could hear names being called, and they were not pleasant.

The woman the husband was having an affair with was trying to gather her belongings. Her legs were shaking like crazy and she looked like she was about to shit herself.

The husband looked pretty used to this type of scene which made me question how many times this has actually happened.

Since our kitchen window wasn’t that big me and Sasha both had our faces squeezed next to each other which was pretty uncomfortable but I didn’t even care I was too invested.

I let out a little gasp as the woman approached the mistress of the husband and started beating her. She was really throwing punches one after the other until the husband decided to intervene and stop her, at which point he also took a few blows, but he and his mistress eventually made their way to the door with the wife chasing them and fled the apartment.

The wife turned around in our direction which made Sasha close the window and sigh. “he’ll be back tomorrow” she said

“Damn” was all I could think to say.

“You think that’s bad just wait till you have to hear them having make up sex” she groaned while I made a disgusted face.

“Anyways” Sasha suddenly said after everything went quiet. “I was going to ask you if you wanted to come shopping with me and some friends?” She gave me puppy dog eyes since she expected it to be hard to convince me to go.

But I needed a fan so I was more than willing to go shopping. “Sure!”

“Really?” She was shocked I actually agreed.

“Yeah just let me get ready.”

She shook her head and I headed to my room.

After I got done I came back to the kitchen and noticed that Sasha had made me breakfast.

I gave her a thank you and began eating my food.

Let me say the food was amazing! Sasha was by far one of the best cooks I had ever met. “Wow Sasha this is amazing” I praised making the girl blush.

“Thank you.” She said trying to hide her blush with her hand. “We should go now before the mall gets too packed and we can’t find what we need”

I nodded and we made our way out the door.

“If I’m being honest I didn’t expect you to say yes” Sasha said as we made our way down the sidewalk.

Sasha had suggested we just walk to the mall because it would only take a short time so we were currently doing so.

“Really! Why?” I said, it hurt a little if I’m being honest.

“I don’t know you just seem like the type to like being alone” She said with a faint smile letting me know she didn’t mean any harm.

“Well I am but a little fresh air is good sometimes. And plus I need a fan.”

“Oh” Sasha said, dragging out her sentence and then looked over at me. She snapped her fingers and made air guns at me. “Gotcha.” She said,

I laughed at her funny gesture. Sasha had a lot of them so it was hard not to laugh.

The next thing I know Sasha wrapped her arm around my neck and we were in front of two huge doors. “Well we’re here so let’s go find you that fan!” She said,

“Wait, what about your friends?” I asked.

“What about them?”

“Aren’t they waiting for you?”

"Yeah but the store that keeps all the fans gets crowded very easily so best to go now. We don't have time to go looking for those idiots." She said dragging me along.

When we arrived at the store with the fans, Sasha directed me to the one she called "the best," so I purchased it.

We were able to receive a discount because Sasha apparently knew the cashier, but it was obviously an extremely awkward interaction.

“Hey I didn’t know you worked here!” Sasha said to the cashier.

“That’s surprising given you always come in here for discounts” The woman said looking aggravated.

Sasha just awkwardly chuckled. “Oh it probably just slipped my mind”

The woman basically growled at Sasha. “What do you want?”

“Hey Annie no need to get all aggressive I was just seeing do you guys offer-“ the lady cut Sasha off.

“Discounts. You want to see if we offer discounts like you said the other fifthteen times you came in here” the lady rolled her eyes.

Sasha let out another awkward chuckle but it only aggravated the lady. She snatched the fan out of Sasha’s hand. “Will this be all?” The lady asked, obviously annoyed.

“Yes it will” Sasha gave the woman a smile.

“Your total is 25.66” the lady said and I reached for my card but Sasha stopped me from moving my hand.

“You can pay for it with my credits” Sasha told the woman making her look like she was going to explode.

Sasha grabbed my arm and walked out the store laughing leaving the woman mumbling profanities to herself.

“You guys have drama or something?” I asked confused about the whole encounter.

“No, that's just Annie. She’s a friend from school and I like pissing her off.” Sasha said laughing to herself. “It’s the best part of my day really so I do it a lot.”

I nodded my head in understanding and I noticed Sasha was leading me to the food court. “Get ready to meet the most annoying people in your life,”

I noticed she was walking towards a table with two men. One of them had a buzz-cut. The other man had a mullet and looked extremely irritated with the buzzcut man seated next to him.

I figured these must have been her friends.

We made our way towards them but they didn’t notice because they were fighting.

“Settle down boys, the queen is back” Sasha said Putting her arm around their necks.

The one with the mullet was the first to speak. “Oh please Sas-“ he was about to say and then his eyes landed on me “I didn’t know you brought your friend with you” He looked at me flirtatiously and all I could do was give him a faint smile.

“Really? I told you like 30 minutes ago” Sasha said.

“Hm, it must have slipped my mind.” He replied.

Sasha smacked the both of them on the head. “Maybe now you’ll remember” she sent both of them a smile.

“Hey why did you hit me?” The short haired one whined.

“Because I know what you were going to say.” Sasha stated.

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

“You were going to flirt with y/n right after Jean embarrassed himself” she confirmed.

The boy with the buzzcut put his hand to his chest looking offended. “Sasha I didn’t know you thought that low of me. Unlike Jean I know how to treat a woman” he looked up at me with a smirk which earned another hit from Sasha.

“Why would you hit me again if you already hit me in advance?” he groaned, holding his head in the back.

“I just wanted to hit you,” Sasha shrugged.

“That’s not fair”

“Well it’s not fair you have such a hitable head”

They began to bicker like little kids which made me laugh. I could tell they were really close just by this encounter.

“Sorry about them” The guy with the mullet spoke. “They’re always like this”

I turned to look at him and his face made me want to laugh. He looked like a stressed father.

“Don’t worry about it, I think it’s funny” I chuckled.

He smiled at me and began to speak, “so your names y/n right?”

“Wait, I thought you didn’t know me” I said, giving him a sarcastic smirk.

“Well I mean I-“ The man was about to make an excuse for himself but he was met by a punch to the face. “Hey”

The punch had come from Sasha and looked like it was meant for the buzzcut boy but he had dodged it.

The man with the mullet appeared to be quite irritated, like he had had enough, and he transitioned from being a stressed-out father to one who appeared to be preparing to scold his children.

Sasha and the buzzcut boy, on the other hand, only laughed. They couldn't take him seriously, which irritated him even more.

I couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of me. The pair who were fighting earlier were both dying of laughter as the mullet guy tried to scold them but his words did not seem to reach them.

This went on for a few minutes. Me giggling and them fighting.

It stopped when the man with the mullet was finally able to calm the pair down.

“Sorry about that” He turned to me.

“It’s alright” I said, sending him a light smile.

“Anyways y/n these are my friends Jean” Sasha said, slapping the man with a mullet on the shoulder. “And Connie” She then slapped the man with a buzzcut on the head again.

"Hey," said Connie. It sounded like the two were about to have another argument.

And it seemed Jean caught on because he was quick to suck his teeth in. “Are you guys ready to get some food?” He said

Just then the pair looked at him like they had found treasure. “YES” they shouted in unison.

“Okay, okay keep it down we’re already getting stares from the scene you two caused earlier. Let’s go”

We were now all sitting in me and Sasha’s apartment.

After we got done eating Connie was dying to show us a movie that he had watched recently and thought was good, and since we lived the closest and Sasha wasn’t willing to walk all the way to his apartment to see it, we decided it was best to just watch it at our place.

“So badly, what's this movie you want us to watch?” Sasha said sitting on the couch.

“Well it’s called cruella” He said sitting on the couch next to Sasha searching for the movie.

“Isn’t that the lady who was killing dogs for a coat?” I asked standing next to Sasha bending over the couch to see the tv.

“Yes but it’s kinda like her background story. It’s really good y/n I think you’ll like it.”

“Me? Why me?”

“You’ll see, just watch” Connie said looking extremely excited while Sasha was giving him a side eye for whoever knows the reason.

I made my way over to the couch and sat next to Connie. “Jean hurry up with the popcorn” he shouted.

After another minute Jean came from the kitchen with the popcorn and sat next to me. Connie started the movie and we all got comfy.

When the movie was over I was mesmerized. Great was an understatement for this movie. It was truly brilliant.

I loved everything about it. “Connie, this was so good,” I said, yawning. Although the movie was good my bones had gone numb sitting on the couch for so long.

“Yeah it actually wasn’t bad” Jean said from beside me.

When I looked at Connie I couldn’t help but see how Sasha was staring at him out of the corner of my eye.

Connie, did you go out of your way to find a movie that y/n would enjoy based on what I told you about her just so you could one-up Jean?

“How the fuck did you-“ Connie looked in complete shock his friend has scouted him out.

“Fashion designing? Really Connie? You don’t even know what a sewing machine is, So why the hell would you watch a movie about it?”

“Ugh fine you got me. So I guess there’s only one more question to ask” Connie put his head down and then slowly looked up at me with one eyebrow arched, “you do like me better than Jean don’t you?”

“CONNIE SPRINGER” Sasha yelled making the boy get up and run and she chased after him. Leaving me there laughing my ass off and Jean just sitting next to me unbothered.

“Where did you get them from?” I said in between laughs.

“I have no idea,” Jean said, crunching on leftover popcorn.

Just then my phone started to ring.

“I’ll be right back I’m going to take this” I said getting up and going to the bathroom.

I thought it would be my parents since they are the only people with my number really but when I looked it was an unknown number.

“Who the hell is this?”

When I looked at the location I noticed it said Paradis which could only mean two things. This was either a scam or,

I quickly answered the phone.

“Hello”

“Hi, is this Y/n, L/n?”

“Yes it is” I said, almost shaking.

“I’m calling from Design Den ( I’m sorry I couldn’t think of a name) . I really liked some of your designs and I’m wondering if you could come in tomorrow morning for an interview?”

“Yes,” I blurted. This was my dream place to work. I couldn't believe they had reached out to me.

“Great!” See you tomorrow then”

“Yes I will be seeing you tomorrow bye” I hung up and then decided to silently scream.

I walked out of the bathroom beaming. Connie and Sasha were out of breath and on the verge of passing out on the floor, so Jean was the only one who noticed me.

“What’s got you all smiley” He asked.

“I just got a phone call from Design den and they want me to do an interview”

“Oh my gosh y/n that’s amazing!”

“I know right” I couldn’t help but smile so big.I probably looked like a freak but I didn’t care I was so happy.

“You should probably get ready for bed you’ve got a big day tomorrow”

“You’re right it’s getting late and I need a lot of sleep to survive tomorrow.” With that I headed to the bathroom.

“Goodluck!” Jean shouted.

“I’m gonna need it.” I shouted back. When I made it to the bathroom I remembered something. “Oh Jean”

“Yeah?”

“I like Connie better” with that I closed the bathroom door laughing and headed towards the shower.

In truth I didn’t know if my statement was true. I barely knew these people. But so far they were awesome.

A/n - Hi

#aot fanfiction #aot x reader #aot x y/n #attack on titan #attack on titan fic #armin arlert #annie leonhart #eren jaeger #eren x reader #jean kristen #sasha braus #connie springer

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cookiescr · 1 year ago

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Like I know I’m not as close with these two like they are w eachother but they/we literally call out everyone who sometimes acts up. Like happens when someone is in a bad mood or whatever and usually we all just talk about it or give cool-down time. So it’s kinda disappointing that I get just the cold treatment. Like Bruh yeah my meltdown a few days ago was not pleasant but still, we had worse. Now one of them just said to me „idm if you continue our show without me, I don’t feel like I will me in the mood to watch for a long time“. I prob overdramatise stuff but I won’t even ask if he’s ok. Im done w this and I’ll cool down after I sleep prop lol. But thanks for listening to this rant

You know the theory the smaller a life is the faster the heartbeat? Like elephants have slow heartbeats and mice super fast. Ur a small mouse

But I do hope that ur health and weight will become better soon, sometimes the mind can trick you into making it worse than it is. Keep the short king goal and you’re set 😎

Oh unfortunate, consider it a not so surprise surprise trip. Since you know it will happen but don’t know when lol

I just go with she/her, pretty basic I guess

Thanks!! And tbh I don’t know much about the clubbing there, like the last time I visited I was barely an adult and shy lol and yeah she will do sth similar like a student exchange, just that u don’t exchange students. She will just get there and be like 😗✌🏽

-O (this looks like 🐤)

Ohhh dang i get you feeling disappointed about that :// hopefully when everything’s cooled y’all can talk and shit and clear up some stuff also have a good sleep and ofc ofc

Ig I just have small mouse heartbeat huh

Oh yeah I’ve definitely had some times where my brain has convinced me I am gonna die which kinda sucks of my brain to do. But ye thank you I hope so as well!

The thing is I also have no idea if it still might happen. My friend’s mom actually borrowed money from me because they lost their atm which is why the trip had to be postponed. But I’m now confused because I sent it via their other atm so idk anymore but also I’m not too worried about them not paying because my friend’s always been the type to not wait for me to ask him to pay. Sometimes I actually forget and he goes hey I borrowed money and I go huh?? And he reminds me kxmdm

Oh ok noted! And ur cool with me using girl sometimes? Like I use girl or bro or man sometimes (shit like “girl/bro what why’d they do that 😭”)

Ohhh well i hope you have fun!! Is it easy to enroll and get like a student visa there :0?

Also jskjsjs i never noticed it looks like a chick

#maybe i have small mouse brain too 🤔#kinda wild how my friend’s more decent at paying borrowed money than my dad but ig idk my mom just says we can’t do anything about it #let’s just think family no need to pay or whatever #thanks for the ask #anon #osa

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galaxycosmosposts · 2 years ago

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So She's the girl from NRC 2/2

"W-w-well t-this was an unexpected surprise," said the Royal director as he tried to return to his posture after the unexpected surprise.

"Hehehe yes I also had that same reaction so I understand you..." the director in his mind making fun of the director of Royal sword academy but he wanted to maintain his "friendly" stance

"Well I'm leaving now I hope they treat you very well here so bye! (Y/N)" and without further ado, the director got on the carriage that headed back to Night Raven.

"E-eh? hey, wait Crowley!?" and he had already left school 'there is always avoiding explanations, wow. They don't change even over the years.'

"Hmm excuse me?"

"O-oh sorry, miss (Y/N) for my bad manners, ahem I welcome you to Royal Sword Academy," he says while fixing his clothes. "I am the director of the prestigious academy they are the leaders and vice of the dormitory"

The headmaster realized that his students were in a state of shock and not only almost half of the royals who had seen (Y/N)'s entrance were left confused, so to speak while returning with the director royal, he had to cough three times and repeat the phrase "and they are the leaders and vise of dormitory" until they got the message and came to.

Meanwhile, at the Night Raven College, in Azul's office, everyone was trying to keep the leaders and vice president from breaking Azul's crystal ball, although he didn't care because he also wanted to break it.

It seems that the boys were "curious" to know what was happening at Royal Sword Academy, so they went to Azul to see from his crystal ball what was happening right now.

When they saw the royal boys kissing (Y/N)'s knuckles, no explosion was present throughout the Night Raven Students.

"Calm down, don't be angry!!!" Ruggie says as he tries to grab Leona.

"Azul calms down shrimpy-chan, it's fine it was just a kissed!!!" Floyd said, who along with Jade grabbed Azul.

"Housewarden, please calm down!!!" They said, Deuce and Ace at the same time, seeing how Riddle's face was redder than normal.

" Come on! oni-chan don't wait that long!!!" says Ortho trying to hold the tablet of his brother who was already aiming to destroy the crystal ball.

"Oh goodness... this has become a big problem," says Lilia sighing as he grabs Malleus.

"C-calm down Jamil!!!"

Returning to Royal Sword Academy, the boys did not stop having chills because something was watching them but with a murderous look...but what...the boys weighed, but since they were in the presence of a girl, they pretended to be fine.

"Well, now that we've finished the tour the lady (Y/N)..."

He looks at his watch. "Oh, it's time for lunch so soon."

The director, after looking at his watch, asks the leaders and vice presidents to the dining room so that he can have lunch while he has to take care of some business and also, in case of doubt, they will take care of her.

"Okay, count on us, director, we won't take our eyes off her" the boy stopped talking when he saw that butterfly go by again to go for it and also be caught by the rabbit.

"We'll take care of her, director," they all said before going to the dining room.

(Y/N) looks at the entire dining room with admiration, the tables, the chairs, the food, everything was beautiful, she didn't even notice the surprised look from the students, even from the cooks who served the food due to the presence of a girl here staring with admiration.

"U-um miss, could you let the food glass stick to it," says the short boy with glasses

"Eh?"

It only took her two seconds for her to understand what the boys meant with their eyes and she felt a little embarrassed.

Oh! true hehehe sorry, I don't have a chance to see food this good"

"And speaking of food there's the kitchen master, come on (Y/N)-san! I want to introduce you to our famous kitchen chef!!!" the boy (Version of Alice) grabs (Y/N) and is approached by a young man who is preparing desserts and other meals like an expert.

"Hey, wait for us!!!" Rielle says and approaches them followed by the others.

"Hello little distracted and to the dormitory leaders," the boy said while cooking.

But if he is an expert in the kitchen and is also a student, apparently (Y/N) thought this surprised while watching him prepare the food, but when he turned to deliver the food to his customers who already ordered their meals.

He almost dropped the dishes luckily he led them and grabbed the impression he took when he saw a pretty girl in front of him.

"Well, for now, we'll give explanations so let's go to the tables once and for all, thank you, and keep the return, goodbye!" he takes them all including (Y/N) along with the food.

The boy with goat horns (Version Phil from Hercules) to avoid an "incombo" situation quickly took everyone to the tables together with (Y/N), after everyone sat down at the table many gazes fell not only on the leaders not (Y/N) who was being watched by all the royal boys (version of all the Disney characters)

That was one of the first signs for (Y/N) that the stay here would be very fun and with many adventures in a single week... full not only of events but perhaps adventures.

'I must say that (Y/N) made a good impression on the royals since she arrived until the last day of her stay,'

They had a great time, even at first the royals thought that she would be the same as the night raven student

But what was their surprise that it was the opposite of them, they were even already thinking about which princess of their dreams had already arrived or so they told Che'nya since he knew her very well.

he even helped them get a little closer to (Y/N) for you know "the effect of love", even the day she leaves he proposed to move to royal

The door suddenly opened and the boys from Night Raven College appeared.

"THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN!!!!!" they grabbed (Y/N) and gave the royals a dirty look and left quickly.

Don't ask how but they arrived at royal sword a day before (Y/N)'s return, "technically" they couldn't wait to see her and know she was with them.

"Next time we'll send Grimm" they all nodded while (Y/N) dried a confused and looked at how they were going from Royal Sword Academy to Night Raven College.

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444tsumu · 3 years ago

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title Not His Type

rating ★ ★ ☆ nsfw content

word count 4,800+

warnings timeskip!mattsun, yes i’m writing that he still practices w the s4, anyways explicit content, matsukawa calls you a bitch, spitting, rough sex, spanking, mattsun fucks you in his car, oral sex (f!reader giving), don't be silly wrap your willy folks

author’s note thanks to @kansroji for forcing me encouraging me to write this self-indulgent mattsun fic, send her her flowers everyone bc this was just muah :*

summary Issei teaches you that the meaning behind the words ‘I hate you’ is a lot different from what you’re used to.

“God, do you ever shut the fuck up?”

“How could someone be such a bitch?”

“I don’t know Mattsun, you tell me.”

There are two things necessary to keep the world spinning on its axis: inertia, and the insatiable hatred between you and Issei Matsukawa.

No one quite knows where it came from. Maybe it was your lack of regard for his permanently disinterested personality, or maybe it was the insufferable habit you had of making a comment every time Matsukawa did as much as make a noise— whatever it was, it was a never ending cycle of pure repugnance.

His tone was light, yet knowing Iwaizumi, you knew it was wavering on a more strict tone you really didn’t want to hear today.

Oikawa watched the interaction between the three of you, eyes narrowing as he did something nobody appreciates from him: he started plotting.

To you and Issei, the nature of your relationship was that there wasn’t one at all. There was nothing but an indescribable hatred that will never go away because you guys just physically can’t stand the other.

To everyone else though? In Hanamaki’s words, “you guys just needed to fuck and get it over with already.” Sexual tension couldn’t fill half of the void the storm you and Mattsun left after every exchanged word. It nearly swallowed the room, the only two not able to see it being yourself and the middle blocker.

With an inquisitive look on his face, Oikawa decided the only way to get rid of this long lasting rivalry being now or never. “My dear Y/L/N, bad news.”

The words brought you back down to Earth, making you bite down a glare at the bored man in front of you and turning towards the setter.

“As much as I’d love to be the one to take you home,” he winks at you, long arm reaching out to lightly press itself against your cheek and you already see where this is going, “I just can’t—”

“Tooru..” Your voice wavered the same way Iwaizumi infamously did.

“Seriously Y/N-Chan, I hate being the bearer of bad news..” The sparkle in his eyes made you clench your jaw to prevent the scream from slipping through your lips. “But I had almost promised Iwa-chan and Makki a ride today.”

You could hear the slick in his voice, and you absolutely hated it. You hated how you knew exactly what was being planned. You knew in Oikawa’s stupid little head, he was formulating a stupid little plan thinking things would work out in his own stupid little way.

“I’m not getting into that fucking asshole’s car—”

“Oikawa I will purposely crash if she as much as steps foot in my car—”

“Get your fucking feet off my dashboard.” You hear his voice growl, long fingers reaching in front of him to press the Start-Stop button on his car and get the engine running.

You didn’t mean to press a sock-covered foot onto it, it’s just that you needed to adjust the anklet resting against your skin. You hadn’t caught when his eyes glanced over at the diamonds either, remaining for a second too long to be appropriate and quickly force it’s way in front of him.

With a slightly exaggerated roll of your eyes, you threw your head against the headrest and stared through the window to your side. You were wishing there was an awkward silence to torture Matsukawa’s ears, but instead, his phone automatically connected to its Bluetooth and began to play a song you surprisingly recognized.

He drove faster than you were sure he was supposed to. As soon as you blinked, he had already backed out of Seijoh’s parking lot and sped through the secluded roads and towards the city you inhabited.

Unwillingly, of course, you managed to steal a few glances at the brown-haired man next to you. His face was (surprise) as uninterested as ever, eyebrows resting dully above his hooded lids and lips turned just slightly down enough to look like a frown. Every now and then, his lips would go along with the song and his tongue would swipe across his bottom lip and into the corner of his cheek.

Matsukawa wasn’t an ugly guy. There wasn’t enough hatred in your soul to even try to lie against the idea. He was extremely tall, extremely fit, had a nice smile, and his voice matched his looks. If he wasn’t such a stuck up, emotionless asshole, he’d probably be one of the hottest guys you’ve ever seen. If and probably, of course.

“Gotta staring problem?” He muttered, head bobbing to the song in the background and that in itself just brought your cholesterol an unhealthy amount higher.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“I see you have a lack of vocabulary too..” The banter between the two of you went back and forth, an awkward silence retching the car’s air after he sadly had the last word.

“I can’t believe there was a time you weren’t such a nuisance.” You nearly mouthed, words quiet enough to get lost within the lyrics of Kanye West, yet loud enough to get into Mattsun’s earshot and cause the car to abruptly park on the side of the nearly secluded road ahead of you.

“Hey, what the fu—”

“What’s your problem with me?” Matsukawa’s words haunted the air, and if you weren’t already awaiting his words, you might have actually been scared of the harshness in his tone.

“Me?” You questioned, using a hand to dramatically smack against your chest and glare at him in disbelief. “What’s your problem with me?”

He didn’t respond, only staring at you blankly and gripping on the steering wheel with enough aggression to taint the knuckles of his large hands white.

“Stop acting like a toddler,” the annoyance looked weird on him, and his usual nonchalant attitude disappeared with a mask of pure frustration that you’d be lying about if you said was ugly on him, “just tell me what the issue is so we can both stop whatever the fuck it is we have going on.”

“We,” you pointed between the two of you, “do not have anything going on, for your information.” You stubbornly crossed your arms across your chest, staring at him blankly and watching his large hand run across his face.

“You wouldn’t even be my type, you know damn well that isn’t what—”

Every word after the first half of the sentence drowned out as you continued to repeat it in your head. You wouldn’t even be my type. You wouldn’t even be my type. You wouldn’t even be my type…

“Earth to Y/N.” Mattsun snapped, glaring over at you and leaning his body back lazily against his driver’s seat. It was slightly reclined back, the comfortability of his position insinuating he didn’t plan on leaving until this conversation got somewhere.

“What do you mean I wouldn’t be your type?”

The words came out faster than you could acknowledge them. You didn’t regret speaking them, but you knew that they only worsened your situation. He would use this as if it was fuel to his never-ending out of fire of an ego and you hated it. The cold air in the car suddenly became more noticeable, goosebumps raising onto your exposed skin and making you feel as if all your senses were being ambushed.

“Well, well, well…” He begins to tease as if he was never angry, his large arms resting behind his head and that stupid smirk back onto his pink lips, “you feel some type of way about what I said?” His voice echoed into your ears as you did nothing but watch him in disbelief.

“You never stood a chance with me anyways.” You bit back at him.

Something in the air changed, but neither of you decided to acknowledge it. It was dark, the light from the dashboard doing nothing but illuminating your features and making Issei smirk to himself in the lack of lighting.

“How so?” He was antagonizing you, itching for you to continue to play his little game back with him because he had a plan. You could see it from the way he lazily blinked over at you, smirk still against his glowing face with nothing but arrogance and faux oblivion.

“You wouldn’t be able to handle me if you tried.”

Those words changed the aura within the car all in itself. You knew the double entendres of a statement could go any way with him. Deep down, you both knew exactly what you meant. Your words remained solid though, eyes staring at him like a fox refusing to glance away from his brown irises.

“Wanna try me?”

You were playing a dangerous game, you knew that. Something about you didn’t care though. There were many ways this conversation could’ve went, but you wouldn’t expect it to go in this direction.

The air in the room was thick, Issei’s brown irises watching you nothing short of predator like. No one spoke after those three words, and faintly, the change in mood also affected the change in genre of music as R&B began to slowly play through his speakers. You wanted to scoff.

His large ring covered hand suddenly inched towards your chin, gripping your jaw and forcing your eyesight on his own face. You weren’t one to blush, but the roughness to his calloused fingers brought a small tinge between your slightly exposed thighs.

“You gonna get in the back or I gotta force you back there?” His words commanded you, the strictness laced within the confines of his voice leaving you no option to do as he told.

Doing what Matsukawa said as if you were following his orders was something foreign to you. The temptation of doing as you pleased crossed the back of your mind, but the curiosity of seeing what he had in store filled you with much more satisfaction.

Without a word and instead settling for a simple eye roll, you kicked your shoes off and found your way between the two front seats and into the cold leather seats of the back of his car. It was cramped, surprisingly cleaner than you'd imagine, and smelt of nothing but Issei.

You would have enjoyed it if the circumstances were different.

Your body sat with your feet resting behind you, leaving a space open for him. The sound of his car door opening and shutting was the cause of the goosebumps rising against your skin.

Subconsciously, you knew were supposed to hate him. You were supposed to despise him for always being such an asshole to you, and you were never supposed to forgive him for anything he’s ever said to you out of his stupid smirking mouth.

You weren't supposed to be hopping into the backseat of his car after challenging him into sleeping with you. You weren’t supposed to be enjoying the feeling of his presence as it finally found its way next to you, the dark tints of his windows hiding his expression but not doing a good job at hiding the bulge hiding in the confinements of his sweatpants.

Your eyes glanced over his, quickly switching between the tent and his irises with an innocent smile on your face. “You gonna take those off or am I gonna have to force them off you?’

Mattsun had never laughed at anything you’d ever said. At least, never to your face. For the first time though, a soft chuckle left his lips as he hunched his body over and rolled his sweats down. You’d be lying if you said you never wanted to provoke that sound out of him again.

He wore Supreme black briefs, a smirk on his lips as he watched your eyes trail over to the excessively large print. His dick was long, curving deliciously to the left and making you fear for your own safety. The thought of that nearly made you drool.

Mattsun made a show of pulling his briefs down, his erection springing to life and showing you that he wasn't even fully hard yet. Maybe you would’ve felt some type of way about not arousing him as much as he was you, and you could thank the pool inside your panties for that, but something about it brought a glimmer to your eye Issei couldn’t ignore.

“Eager to suck my dick, huh?” His words ring against your ears, and you do nothing but give him a glare while getting on all fours across the backseat.

His long torso leaned against the car door, eyes boring onto your frame with a blank expression that drove you insane. You knew this was all an act, he had to have been pretending just to get a rise out of you. There was no way you could’ve missed the way his dick twitched when you got up to take your shorts off.

Your frame was left in a white t-shirt and a seamless green pair of panties known for their cheekster style. He would’ve told you that you looked absolutely delectable, but he'd never let you sit within that satisfaction.

You lowered yourself on all fours once again, holding your hair back with one hand and lowering yourself down between his long limbs. Your eyes just couldn't look away, the large veins running up and down his perfect looking length in a way that made you embarrassingly ready to shove it down your throat already.

And without another word, you opened your lips and allowed a trail of saliva to sliver down the underside of his dick. His thighs tensed up, but as you watched him through your lashes while lowering your lips onto his tip, his bored and expressionless face remained the same.

He couldn't take his eyes off the sight in front of him, as much as he'd hate to admit it. Your ass was up in the air, back arched in a way that nearly made him release a groan as your pretty little mouth left sloppy kisses along his throbbing tip. You used a free hand to run down his cock slowly, hands landing underneath his thick balls and holding them alongside the bottom half of his dick.

He tried to hold the hiss you took out of him, but you used that as an excuse to make him suffer even more. Almost as if it were a competition, you sucked your cheeks in while taking the rest him that fit into your mouth agonizingly slow.

Matsukawa was too big, not that you were complaining. You didn’t have much of a gag reflex, but his size goes beyond that. So in order to accommodate to the situation at hand, you lolled your tongue out across your bottom lip and easily slipped a bit more than half of him down your throat until he felt his tip tickle the back of it.

“Holy fuck..” He breathed out, words stopping as he bit his lip and tilted his head to get a better look at you.

Your eyes began to water, but you ignored the sensation to take a deep breath as you began to massage his balls and lower half with your saliva covered hands. You began to move your mouth in the opposite direction of your hands, touching just enough of his balls with your tongue to get him to grip a chunk of your hair from within your own hand.

“Fuck, just like that.” You never took your eyes off him, and Matsukawa found it even harder to control himself with the way you took so much of him with so much ease.

You hollowed your cheeks as you slipped his now fully-hard dick out your mouth. Trails of saliva followed, the explicit view of your teary eyes and sloppy lips making him groan within his throat.

“Fuck my throat.”

The words were harsh, your expression being just as blank as his once was, and Issei realized he wasn’t really the one in control here. Not if all it took was for you to tell him what to do and he was scrambling to do it like second nature.

His lips revealed that lazy smirk you wanted to fuck off his face, the large hand gripping your hair nearly shoving his dick back into your fresh, wet mouth. “Don’t mind if I do, princess.”

The nickname he called you didn't even have time to register in your mind, the sensation of Matsukawa forcing your head up and down his dick as much as he could being the only thing on your brain. You couldn't help the tears from slipping down your cheeks, eyes opening once again to hazily look over to the ones burning a hole into your face.

Matsukawa couldn’t find it in himself to look away from you. He wasn't sure if it was the tears, or the way you allowed him to fuck your throat so easily, or the drool leaking down into the balls you fondled at the same time, or even the way the hand once gripping your own hair found its way between your legs as he watched you play with yourself, but Issei decided this image was going to ruin everyone else for him.

He already decided he couldn't get enough of you. The sound of your gags filled with car in a nearly pornographic way, yet not once did you ask him to stop and he took note of that.

“Fuck,” he broke out, eyes struggling to watch yours as his lips parted open, “you’re gonna make me cum,” his words were interrupted by a load groan. Your tongue found its way back onto his balls as his tip rammed into the back of your throat and Issei felt his toes curl. “Fuck, fuck, fuck..”

Right on time, you went against his strong grip and popped his dick out of your mouth with saliva drooling down in a way that looked so forbidden, Issei was sure he would’ve came at that sight alone.

“That was...”

“Not your type?” You bit at him, a mocking smile on your lips as you bit your lip and found your way onto the comfort of his lap.

It was weird, the way you felt like you fit perfectly within his frame as if it was a piece of a puzzle. Matsukawa would agree if he could, hands nearly instinctively finding its way onto the globed of your ass and pulling the fabric of your panties over and over again.

“Never in a million years.”

His smirk haunted you, lidded eyes staring at you once again and you realize Issei Matsukawa is a really hard guy to get a reaction out of. So taking the challenge yet again, you stared at him just as emotionless. Your fingers lifted the patch stuck to your folds, and the trail of wetness that dripped over onto both you and his own thighs was nearly sinful to the sore eyes.

It was hard to imagine taking a dick you were sure you could see in your stomach with such an expression, and you wouldn’t wish that suffering on your worst enemy. You couldn’t believe how much just half of him stretched your insides out, your walls sucking him in and barely being able to hold it in together.

“Don't worry, take your time.” Matsukawa’s tone was beyond condescending, the taunt behind his words bringing an anger within you enough to cloud your mind of all common sense. It was unexpected, the way your body just shoved the rest of him inside of your tight, pulsating hole and rested all your body weight on top of him.

“Fuck!” Both of you yelped out, your hands clawing at his chest while his gripped your ass cheeks apart in nothing but a burning sensation.

He filled you up to the brim, the sureness of him hitting your cervix causing your eyes to flutter at the feeling. You bit your lip, adjusting your body to where your feet were on either side of him on the backseat and your body was more able to move.

His eyes widened in surprise at your actions, the sound of both of your pants alongside the music that was long forgotten struggling to keep you attentive. Without warning, you lifted your body up and slammed back down onto him. The action brought a pretty little gasp out your lips, mouth parted and eyes clenched at just how fucking amazing the curve and thickness of his cock was.

“C’mon baby,” he whispered into your ears, hands reaching over to intertwine themselves with your own so you got better balance, “fuck me like you mean it.”

“You’re such an asshole.” You breathed out, beginning to bounce your body up and down his dick perfect enough to hear the squelching sounds of your wetness after every impact. Issei groaned, eyes glued to the sight of where your pussy swallowed him whole and spit him back out over and over again.

“Mm, what else baby?”

Issei’s bored resolve started to crack, groans slipping through his lips in a way that made you tighten up against him even more if it were possible. Your hands gripped his intertwined ones, bouncing up and down faster than you could probably handle. The sensation of his dick hitting your cervix over and over causing you to arch your back closer into his body as you bounced.

The sound of your body slamming into his began to quicken, the strength of your legs giving up as you realized his started to fuck you back from the bottom and drill his length into you.

“Fuck, Issei…” You moaned out embarrassingly loud, Mattsun’s eyes watching you with curiosity in his irises from the way he wanted to figure out how to get you to moan out like that again.

“Don’t be shy now,” he teased, the strain in his voice telling you that even if he was torturing you with the pounding of his dick, he was enjoying it just as much as you, “where’d all that mouth go, pretty?”

You felt yourself clench at the nickname, head leaning back and leaving your neck open for him to lick a trail over towards your jaw and softly bite the plush skin. The windows began to fog up, the sensation of your poor pussy taking him in and out and quick pace causing the car to jump up and down with each stroke.

“F-fuck,” you stuttered out, nearly crying out when his hands found it’s way towards under your ass to support you as he drilled all of this thickness into your throbbing pussy.

The familiar knot began to grow within your stomach, and your hand found it’s way between his messy locks only to grab it and tilt his head roughly back against the window. A surprised groan left his lips, eyes staring up at you widely with a smirk endured from straight pleasure shot up his lips.

“You gonna cum all on daddy’s dick?”

Usually the words would have made you cringe, and you wanted to bite a snarky remark at him for the name. Yet something in you grew feral at the sentence, beginning to rub your clit against him each time you harshly dropped down as you roughened your grip on his hair.

“Fuck yes, daddy, make me cum,” your words tickled his ears, the moans at the end of each word bringing Matsukawa into a state of euphoria. He could hear you say that to him for the rest of his life, if he could.

“Come on baby,” he groaned out harshly, smacking your ass enough to leave a sting that made you cry out into his neck, “give it to me!”

His words echoed in your ears, your loud cries like music to his ears as he watched you fuck him back just as rough as he was being with you. Your hand pulled his head back once again, his scalp hitting the window harshly but he didn’t care once your lips came crashing onto his.

It was nothing but teeth and tongue, sucking on each other’s muscles and making out as if nothing in this world could ever be right again without it. His hands gripped your ass once again, spreading them harshly apart and spanking them with as much toughness that went into spiking a volleyball.

You screamed into his mouth, words being unable to come out as he began to drill into you even rougher and faster than you knew was possible. Your legs had long given out at this point, simply being tossed up and down like a rag doll by Issei’s strong arms and cocky attitude. You were in heaven, even if you’d never admit it.

“I— I hate you,” you fought to yelp out, pussy beginning to squeeze at the feeling you knew all too well as you stared into his eyes and made him look at you as if he was seeing God, “but you fuck me— fuck, you fuck me so good..”

Your words became faint whispers, stars beginning to formulate instead of his once brown irises and bring you into a state of euphoria.

“Daddy I’m gonna—” The words were stolen from your lips as Matsukawa slammed your lips against his own and gripped your back close to his chest.

“Cum baby,” he groaned into your lips, your own sounds preventing you from being able to kiss him back as your covered tits bounced into the confinement of his chest, “cum on daddy’s big dick.”

The words brought a vibration within you, a mantra of the words daddy and please slipping as you felt the euphoria take over your body and leave you with nearly nothing inside you. Issei could practically feel you cum, his own resolve giving out as his shot his thick cum into your throbbing pussy and bringing another scream from between your swollen lips.

“Take it, good girl— fuck yes..” Words slipped from his mouth without his own permission, the sensation of your pussy holding him within you as if it never wanted to let him go and he really wouldn’t mind.

Nothing but your struggles to catch your own breath filled the car, his own haunting the ghost of your ear as you laid out across his chest with saliva threatening to slip from your lips and cum leaking down both of your thighs. It was absolutely disgusting if you really thought about it, but the idea of knowing you had just slutted each other out so sinfully brought your toes to curl one last time.

No one said a word, and as much as you wanted to comment on how he was still gripping your chest against his own, you decided to go against it and try to find reality from the solitude of his wide chest. You could hear Brent Faiyaz on the radio, the view of just how foggy the windows were making you giggle to yourself.

“What’s funny?” The rumble of the words against his chest caused your pussy to throb once again, and you had almost forgotten he was still lodged inside of you with a load of cum threatening to spill out.

“Nothing.” Your voice was gone, and as embarrassing as it was, Issei mentally found himself obsessing over how raspy it got.

The silence was calm, yet the awkward conversation of what next lingered within the air between the two of you. You knew it was going to come soon, and you weren’t really sure of what could possibly happen afterwards. There was no going back from this, Issei Matsukawa had fucked you so good, you never wanted to fuck anyone else again.

The first to break it was Mattsun, which took you by surprise. His large hands found their way towards you cheek, caressing your head as his pushed you back far enough to face him with fucked out eyes and swollen lips and Issei convinces himself you’re one of the seven wonders of the world.

“We should do that again sometime.” He suggests, bored eyes staring into yours as you noticed the small smile lifting amongst the corner of his lips. You wanted to smile back, but the idea of having some more fun with him seemed quite better.

“Eh,” you replied, lifting your weakened body back into his straddling state and biting your lips as you placed both hands across his broad chest. You notice the way his cock twitches hungrily within you, and you realize you were gonna enjoy this a bit too much.

He’s seeing stars, thinking the hottest thing he’s ever seen is a fucked out you staring at him this way and you realize you’ve finally won. You stare at him, bored eyes and a lazy smirk on your lips mimicking the face he spent all his life mastering.

“You’re not really my type.”

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fanficshiddles · 2 years ago

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Addicting Temptations, Chapter 2

Sorry it’s short. More a filler chapter, lol.

Jodie was shaking from head to toe next to her Alpha when Hiddleston and Tennant approached them, they had seen Chris moving towards them with an omega in tow.

Chris started rambling straight away, thanking them for saving his life. But Jodie could see their eyes through the masks, they were both looking at her, not Chris. Chris didn’t notice where they were looking, he just continued to talk at them.

When she heard their voices for the first time, Jodie felt very hot all over all of a sudden. She tried to keep calm, clinging to Chris’ arm even tighter, not that he registered it.

‘We are glad to hear that our business has been able to help you.’ The one with the gold on his mask said.

The one with the silver tilted his head towards Jodie. ‘And who’s this pretty little thing?’

‘Oh, yes. This is my omega, Jodie.’ Chris smiled widely and looked proud having her at his side, taking the other Alphas words as a compliment.

Hiddleston and Tennant both nodded slowly at her. ‘Pleasure to meet you, Jodie.’ The one with gold purred low.

Jodie felt rooted to the spot as she shakily responded. ‘You too.’

‘You’re from the suburbs pack, aren’t you?’ The one with silver asked.

‘We are.’ Chris confirmed.

Hiddleston and Tennant both nodded once, though were still looking mainly at Jodie who directed her gaze down to the floor instead. But even seeing their shiny polished shoes in her view was intimidating enough.

Jodie wasn’t able to register what else they said as her omega senses were going into overload. She could smell them so clearly, their Alpha pheromones. They also reeked of danger, though that wasn’t exactly a repulsive smell, as much as she wished it was.

When the two Alphas moved on, she still struggled to breathe properly as she could smell them, since they were still in the same room as her. Their smell lingered heavily around her.

Chris never really noticed that his omega was in a flustered and rather scared state. He was feeling too big headed and excited at getting the chance to speak to the elusive Hiddleston and Tennant. He kept rambling on about it to Jodie, she just mumbled in response, barely taking it in.

The two Alphas then retreated back upstairs, but they hovered on the landing looking down at the guests who continued to party. Everyone was completely buzzing after the special guests speaking to basically everyone there, albeit briefly.

They studied their guests closely, but more so a certain omega. Who even though she couldn’t see their eyes from where they were, was sure that they were looking at her. Giving her shivers down her spine the entire time.

Benedict shook his head as he sipped his drink with Hannibal and Jessica. ‘Her Alpha doesn’t even realise that his own omega is terrified, I’m pretty sure every other Alpha in here can smell it.’ He scoffed.

‘Mmm. She smells delicious too.’ Hannibal purred.

‘Don’t even think about it.’ Benedict growled low at him. ‘I think the two big guys have their eye on her.’ Benedict tilted his head up towards where Hiddleston and Tennant were. Hannibal followed his gaze to them and just hummed.

‘Why is it no surprise they might want an already mated omega.’ Jessica said with a roll of her eyes.

‘They must have seen or smelled something in her to make her so valuable.’ Hannibal said.

‘I dread to think what they’re planning.’ Benedict said as he kept an eye on his bosses.

But he wished he had looked away, because Hiddleston looked at him and motioned with his head for him to go up to him.

‘I’ve been summoned.’ Benedict handed Jessica his glass. ‘Hannibal, I’ll be watching. Don’t get any ideas with my omega.’ He warned as he began walking away.

Hannibal grinned wickedly and put his arm around Jessica’s waist, making her laugh. ‘I make no promises.’ He winked at Benedict, who gave him the middle finger in response.

Jodie noticed that the two Alphas were joined by another now, and she noticed he looked in her direction too while speaking with them. That made her feel really on edge.

‘Chris? I don’t feel so good… Can we please go home now?’ She asked her Alpha quietly.

‘Of course, babe. Are you wanting water first?’ Chris put his arm around her.

‘No, I just need air I think and to get to bed.’ She said, glancing one last time up at the Alphas as Chris led her towards the door.

She was so relieved to get outside, to finally get fresh air and get their scent out of her nostrils.

But while she got the smell away, she couldn’t get the memory of them away…

Even once she was home and in the bath, while Chris read a book in bed, she couldn’t stop thinking about the Alphas in the wolf masks.

She was very close to touching herself at the thought of them, but forced herself not to, as she knew that her Alpha would be able to tell what she had been doing and would no doubt ask why she didn’t just go to him instead if she wanted relief.

Plus, knowing how dangerous they were terrified her and she couldn’t get off to that!

When she got into bed next to Chris, he pulled her into his arms and snuggled against her. He thought she still wasn’t feeling too well so didn’t initiate sex or anything, even though she wouldn’t have minded since she was a little frustrated still.

But she fell asleep in her Alphas arms, glad that the party was over and she would never have to see those Alphas again.

#tom hiddleston #david tennant #fan fiction #addicting temptations #tom hiddleston x ofc #david tennant x ofc

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It’s Too Late - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, cursing

Summary: You’ve always made it clear to him about what you feel for him. It’s always been known so you’ve never had to say it. Until months had passed and yet nothing’s been reciprocated or cleared up on his end. He didn’t express any emotions of desire or love towards you so when you finally confess, you get an answer you halfway anticipated. And when it breaks you and you move on, finally taking 1 step forward, Bakugou comes back and pushes you 2 steps back.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“I just-“

“Love me?” Bakugou said with a raised brow and his hands in his pockets. “You love me? Is that what you’re gonna say?”

“..Yes. I love you, Katsuki.” You openly confessed to your best friend with a tired voice. You and Bakugou had been friends since childhood. You grew to love him as a friend, then a best friend, but now you wish to have him as a significant other. You’ve always been clear about your feelings. Telling others you liked the blonde, putting in a little extra effort to show some comfort and affection, or even just canceling everything for him. But you never said anything specific until now.

Your best friend continued to stare at you with a blank face. You were almost offended by it but you saw the gears in his mind trying to move. He was trying to say something but it’s like something else was stopping him. “Katsuki?”

“I don’t love you, Y/N. Why you think I would is ridiculous.” His words made you grow shock. He was lying now? You get it. This whole confession wasn’t cute or anything similar to what you would see in a cartoon. There was no blushing from either ends, no smiles. This was holding a dark element of hurt but you hoped that despite all that, he would still be able to find the light you always brought with you, just for him.

“…I know you love me too, Katsuki.” You said calmly.

“Don’t tell me what I feel.” He responded in the same cold tone but with a little more harshness.

“I’m just saying the truth. It’s the one thing you seem to be running from. I’ve accepted it, I’ve embraced it because I want it. I know you do to so why can’t you just admit it?” You asked before a block of silence filled the dialogue. “….I know you told Kaminari you love me.”

“That spark plug heard me wrong.” He defended.

“You also told Kirishima you love me too.” You added on. “You tell Kirishima, you tell Kaminari, you tell everyone and anything but me. Why can’t you just tell me?”

Bakugou looked at you in silence before squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. Frustration and anger with himself. Why couldn’t he just man up and say it to you? Why couldn’t he tell you? You were right here letting him know exactly how you felt! Letting him know you felt the same way he did so why wasn’t he saying anything to help?!

“You can’t run. You have to stay and hear it out ‘till the end.” You began making his shut eyes tremble. “Bakugou Katsuki. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts when you just walk away from it. So tell me what I know. Tell me you love me back so that everything we went through, the gossip, the lies, the secrets, everything will have been for something. So that we could end up right here where we are now with a purpose and happy ending. Please.”

Finally, after collecting himself and coming up with an answer, he speaks.

“Maybe it was.” He said with a softer tone..almost hurt. “And maybe I did love you…but it doesn’t matter-“

“Why not?!”

“Because I don’t love you anymore. It was a crush. It was for a short period of time. I’ve moved on so maybe you should too.” He said and began to walk away. “You know Damn well feelings don’t help you achieve anything. I don’t want love or a relationship, I want to be a hero. That’s all.”

There it is. He said it. He wants to be a hero. Only if he was smart enough to say the rest. He wants to be a hero to protect you. He wants to become strong enough to keep you safe in his arms. Let him achieve this dream first so he can move on to his second dream. You. You will always be his dream. He knows he still loves you and he knows he will forever and always love you..but he’s accepted that he can’t be with you. Not yet. Let him secure everything first. Let him become a hero and make shit tons of money so he can provide for you and protect you. Let him become so domestically secure that he can give you the love he knows you deserve. Let him grow first so he can be good enough for you. Please.

—

He shouldn’t have disregarded you in that moment. He should’ve told you right then and there that he loved you too. He should’ve been smart enough to be able to multitask a relationship with you and his career. He could’ve done it! But now he’s here, 2 years later sneakily watching as Todoroki asks you to be his girlfriend at the hero gala he’s brought you to as his date.

As if his night couldn’t get worse. After your confession, you distanced yourself from Bakugou after his harsh replies. He’s tried to reach out to you and stay in touch but you didn’t let him. Despite that, when 2 years passed and the hero gala came up and he’s still been so in love with you, he asked you to be his date..but you said no. You said no and shut the door on him and the roses he brought to your house that day. Then when he thought it couldn’t get worse, you show up. Looking as beautiful as ever in a red dress that matched the tie of his tux and reached the ground. It had a slit in it to reveal the smooth skin of your leg. You were the pinnacle of perfection. And he was now ready to make you his. But before he could reach you, your date did. Todoroki. He stepped up from behind you and snaked his arm around your waist before moving with you deeper into the event. The sight of you two made him nauseous. But it got even worse when the night continued and the two-toned hair colored boy was pulling you to a corner and confessing to you. Nobody but Bakugou saw and it was making his blood boil. He wasn’t about to lose you to this icy-hot bastard. So before you could answer the calm hero, the blonde came rushing in and dragging you away forcefully by the wrist.

Bakugou pulled you into the empty parking lot of the event and looked at you while saying nothing.

“What the hell was that Bakugou?!” You shouted.

“That’s not my name.” He replied swiftly.

“I’m pretty sure it fucking is. Why did you bring me out here?” You asked.

“I fucking saved you from that idiot and his pathetic excuse of a confession! You’re welcome!” He shouted. You gawked at him before slanting your eyes.

“I didn’t need your help.” You said calmly. Afterwords, a block of silence returned and Bakugou couldn’t help but feel like it was that one moment all those years ago when you confessed to him. Growing tired of this, you attempted to walk back inside. “If you’ll excuse me-“

“Are you going to say yes to him?” Bakugou asked from behind you now. You turned to him, shocked at the whimper in his voice, and noticed he wasn’t even facing you. He had his back turned to you as he looked to the ground.

“I don’t think that concerns you.” You said and began to walk away. Until you felt Bakugou hold onto your arm.

“I think it fucking does!” He exclaimed. You turned to look at him in shock and noticed a fire in his eyes that you never saw before. “You can’t be his girlfriend, Y/N. You can’t be his!”

“You’re in no position to tell me who I can and can’t be with.” You replied.

“I actually am because you’re mine!” He shouted. You looked at him with wide eyes and shaky breath as you stared at him.

“W-what?”

Bakugou smiled as he took your nervousness and shaking as a sign of happiness. “You’re mine. I love you too, Y/-“

*SMACK*

“The hell-“

“Don’t you dare say you love me, Bakugou.” You said coldly.

“What?” He asked in shock.

“You had years to tell me how you felt. Before I confessed and even after! But you can’t just tell me that you love me when I’ve already happily moved on!” You shouted.

“…moved on?” He winced. You moved on? You didn’t want him anymore? Didn’t love him anymore? “W-..WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU MOVE ON?!”

“Are you fucking serious?! Why?! Because I loved you and gave you my entire being just for you to stomp on my heart-“

“You can’t move on! Not when I love you too! Not when I’ve loved you for years! Not when I’ve loved you from even before you fucking told me! That’s right!” He exclaimed as he stepped closer. “I’ve always loved you Y/N! Always! So you can’t move on!”

You stared at him and bit your cheek before turning around. “Too fucking late.”

“..N-No.” He whimpered. Without being in control, he ran to you and pulled you back before forcing a kiss onto your lips. To Bakugou, it was heaven on earth. You tasted the exact way he always imagined. Addictive and sweet. Your lips were soft. So soft. So perfect. So..you. You are heaven on earth for him.

You were surprised and infuriated by his actions so you of course pushed him off the best you could but not without a fight. The more you pushed back the tighter he held on, the more you pulled away, his lips would find yours again and steal your breath. Eventually, you ended up having to use a small amount of your quirk on him to keep him at bay. “Y/N please! You can’t be with him! Please! You have to love me! I didn’t work my ass off for years to not have you by my side in the end!”

“The hell are you talking about?!” You shouted.

“I did all of this for you! Because I love you! I didn’t tell you then because I wasn’t ready for you! You were too good for me! I had to change! I had to fix myself! And I did! I’m a hero now, I have money now, I can provide for you, love you, and take care of you now! I did this for us!” He shouted as tears trickled down his cheeks as he confessed with a smile. You only looked at him as if he were crazy.

“It didn’t matter if you were a hero or not, or had money or not. You didn’t have to change for me! I loved you because of you! And I was ready to have you just the way you were, Bakugou.”

“So please say you’ll have me now.” He begged.

“I can’t.”

“Yes you can! Y/N I’m right here. I’m not running anymore. I’m not going anywhere. Just tell me that you love me too and we can be together! Please.” He exclaimed while you shook your head with small tears pricking the corner of your eyes.

“….it’s too late now, Katsuki.”

At least in the end, you finally said his name.

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A/N: SURPRISEEEEEE!! I’m back. Not gonna lie, I’m still getting over the large amounts of hate as I am still being sent them despite over a week already passing. However, the urge to write has been getting so strong and I poured out a bunch of thoughts in my head. They’ve been filling my mind and I couldn’t sleep without typing something down. Then I just couldn’t let my work sit in the drafts, I needed them to be seen for others to enjoy! So I’m back, little by little though! I’ll start posting but I might not start replying. Idk, we’ll see.

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