#but today i didnt even realize i was stretching my leg

[honey-mice]

i fell asleep on accident and woke up for like 5 minutes and i get a fucking Charley Horse in my calf oh my god

i hate them so fucking much it is like the most excruciating pain for 30 seconds and then my leg is dead for a couple minutes to maybe an hour. one time we got it in both legs and it caused me to have trouble walking for like an hour and we almost didnt go to work

calm the fuck down legs maybe you dont need to spasm, tense yourself up, and then rip yourself up

[liliththeimp]

Nap time (fem! Reader, NSFW)

Guess whos ovulating!!

Me, it’s me. I’m ovulating. I’m the horn ball.

im in the mood to repost a chapter from my AO3 like an idiot cause I’m dry and i forgot i even write it

(Also inadvertently called him Simon instead of ghost n i didnt proof read it, so if ghost is hiding in there, ignore his ass)

cw: p-in-v, sleepy sex, cock warming, somnophilia

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there was something so tranquil about nap time, the late afternoon sun peeking through the windows to cast a soft glow across your body,  tangled in the sheets with your shirt hiked up your abdomen and legs tangles in the blanket.

something that felt so secure and safe in the supple mattress that made Simon feel so comfortable with you.

he had his mask off, now that you two have been together long enough- you were able to catch him without his mask off every so often and today was one of those days.

Simon had come home from work, tired and hot and grumpy, and you were there to greet him with open arms and bath time, and after scrubbing away the day laying in your small form, he had take you to bed. Simon haphazardly dressed in pure sweats without boxers, to collapse onto the pillowy comforter with you, who also had a lack of underwear and clad in nothing but his borrowed t-shirt, curled under his arm and fast asleep like a doll.

Eventually, simon stirred, seeing how peaceful and cute you looked while you slept understanding that to have someone so willing to fall asleep around him meant you trusted him, and that meant everything.

he gave a slight stretch, rolling over to see your exposed skin glowing from the subtle sunlight and it send a slight wave of blush to his cheeks, washing his ears in a pink tint.

Not only that, but he woke up with an erection, of course.

Simon groaned quietly, because you looked so peaceful, he didnt want to wake you. He wanted to be comforting, not sexual in the slightest- but oh god, how cute you looked, how easy he could take you in this moment and to see you wake up moaning his name first thing had made him hard all over again.

he rolled over, wanting to quickly fix the situation before you woke up and realized he was gone, maybe retreat to the bathroom? His mind had wondered hurriedly until it hit him.

you had mentioned (very shyly, knowing how odd it must have been to ask such a request of Simon,) that if he ever felt comfortable, he could fuck you while you slept- which was also another leap of trust he was amazed you gave him- and you’d let him do anything to you while you slept.

Cue his cock twitching against his sweats again.

He fell back onto the pillow next to you, looking to your form again and he held a hand out, inching slowly towards your hip to stroke from your waist to your thigh, and you didnt move- you stayed silent with soft breaths leaving your parted lips.

he pressed a bit harder, looking to you to gauge how much force he can give without waking you up, and you only slightly stirred from the impact, another soft breath leaving you as you tilted your head in your sleep.

Simon pulled his hand back, palming his cock through his sweats and quietly whining as he rested a head against your shoulder, moving you closer to spoon him so he could grind into your ass.

He gave a slight hiss, holding your hips as he felt you arch your back in your sleep, feeling your bare heat against his cock made him jerk his hips forward, right in between your thighs.

slowly, his hips piston in between your thighs, feeling how subconsciously wet you became for him, letting breathy whimpers leave your lips in your sleep; but still unaware all the same.

his hand moved from your hip to hike up your shirt further to reveal your breasts, kneading it a bit as he thrusted again, biting his lip as he groaned quietly.

Simon decided that, to edge himself out, he toyed with your body a bit more. his hand slid from your breast down to your clit, slowly circling his digit around as he moved his mouth to softly lap at your nipple.

The feeling you bucking your hips unconsciously made his lips quirk upwards in a cheeky grin, moving his hand behind your ass to fumble with the waist band of his sweats, pumping his shaft for some release before slowly toying at your sick folds with his tip.

A hitched sigh left him as he felt you contract around his length, pushing ever so gently to not wake you, but the tightness forced a grunt to leave him and he gently moved his full length inside.

Upon finally reaching your cervix, he heard you moan in your sleep, soon adjusting your head to press further into the pillow while your hips rolled against him in your sleepy state.

Simon smiled again, dragging his member back out and forcing back in with a controlled thrust, only jerking his hips slowly to earn those soft whimpers that left your lips.

Moving just a bit faster, he mewled into the crook of your neck, purring from your unconscious contractions around him, feeling the way you still got effortlessly wet for him. It enough to make him want to live in this moment forever, with his cock buried deep inside of you to feel the bulge from your belly with every rut.

Simon continued to work his way into you, grunting and moaning at every drag against your plush velvet walls enclosing him with need. His hands held your hips back against him, moving your hips for you like you were some toy for him. His cock twitched deep inside of you at the expense of his release, letting out an exasperated but quiet grunt from his climax and slurred a curse into his breath.

You let out a sigh of your own satisfaction, the sudden aggressive jerk pulling you into consciousness, yet still sleepy and halfway aware, with the only feeling of bliss closing in on you while his hands pawed into your hips to set you even further on his cock

“S…imon,” You simpered through a quiet breath, looking over your shoulder as Simon tilted his head towards you with a smile, pecking your lips as he stayed buried inside of you with his arms tightly draped around you.

“Don’t mind me, love…just go back to sleep.��

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yooo hoped you liked it boo, ik its kinda short and a bit bad but idrc.

requests are also welcomed with open arms (and open legs,) so if you want go ahead n comment I’ll write for you lol <3

[soyeonsbabygirl]

"Imma need my shirt back"

Song Yuqi x Reader

You and Yuqi had been close since debut. Everyone knew you guys as a troublemaker duo. When the 2 of you were together, trouble would follow. You had always loved to wear Yuqi's clothes, she didn't mind since you would always give them back. Besides, Yuqi loved the sight of you in her clothes, it was like she was sending off a message to other peoole that you were hers and only hers.

Today you guys were all having a group movie night. You were wearing an oversized T-shirt with sone shorts, but not just any overside T-shirt. It was one of Yuqi's oversized T-shirt’s. The minute Yuqi had saw you in it, she wouldn't keep her eyes off you. She had trouble focusing on the movie as she couldnt help but glance at you as you were cuddled up to Miyeon. She wanted to just take you away from Miyeon and keep you in her arms.

You all were at dance practice. You were just dancing to random songs. Yuqi was sitting down next to Minnie as she watched you. She loved watching you dance but that wasn’t the reason she was watching you this time. You were wearing her leggings. The sight of you dancing whilst wearing her leggings made her bite her lip slightly. Minnie had noticed this and teased her as she realized Yuqi was watching you. Yuqi would look away playfully pushing Minnie away, embarrassed she got caught.

Here you were now sitting in the living room. Yuqi was staring at you with a jealous look. It wasn't because you were talking to Soyeon, but it was actually because you were wearing Miyeon's shirt instead of hers. Yuqi wanted to rip Miyeon's shirt off you, she hated when you wore the other members clothes. After all you were hers, not theirs.

What really pushed Yuqi over the edge was when Miyeon told you “I should give you my clothes more often. You look amazing in them.” Yuqi didnt even realize when she had gotten you in her room, she didn't even realize when she began roucghly kissing you as she groped your body under the shirt. Miyeon's shirt. Yuqi ripped the shirt off your body along with your shorts, immediately replacing the shirt with one of her own.

She had you on your back , pumping her fingers in and out of you at fast speed. She ignored your whines and squeals, Yuqi had shoved her fingers into you with no warning already going at a fast pace but somehow went faster with each thrust stretching you out even more.

“You think you can wear the other members clothes in front of me?” She said as she watched you squirm. She pushed down on your stomach keeping you in place forcing you to take her fingers. “You're mine. No one else's.” Your moans increased as her fingers began to hit spots you didn’t even know she could reach with her fingers.

She got on her knees, still keeping her fingers inside of you. You whined loudly as you felt her tongue circle your clit. She stopped teasing eventually before she shoved her tongue inside your pussy, keeping her fingers inside you. She looked up at you seeing your face, your mouth slightly open, vision blurry from the tears that currently ran down your face from how good her fingers were stretching you out.

You babbled something due to not being able to speak actual words. Your way of telling Yuqi you were close, she chuckled against your clit as she continued to lap up all your juices. You saw white as you let out a loud scream.

With her free hand she reached up grabbing yours as you squeezed it tightly. You came all over her tongue, coating her whole hand , as well as getting some on her bed sheets. Yuqi pulled back from your pussy smiling as she kept her fingers moving inside you but even faster than before.

You thrashed as you let out little mewls and moans, “do it again. Cum for me and scream for me again. This will teach you that only I can do this to you. No one else better even try to fuck this pussy.” Yuqi said with a possessive look in her eyes. You were still wearing her shirt that she put you in fueling possessiveness even more.

Before you knew it, you squirted all over her hand. She smiled as she pulled her fingers out of you, reaching down to kiss you. She got in the bed next to you and held you in her arms as she stroked your hair whispering sweet nothings.

“Also Before you leave, Imma need my shirt back.” You gave her a tired look to explain what she meant, “in case you ever try to wear anyone else’s clothes that AREN’T mine ever again, I’m gonna make you wear this shirt as I fuck you. I don’t care if it’s Stained with your cum, you’re gonna wear it as a way to show them who you belong to.” she said and kissed your forehead smiling as you began to doze off.

You did indeed try to wear Shuhua’s shirt the next week, and Yuqi did indeed keep to her word.

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This was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever wrote for Yuqi…like😵‍💫

The Minnie version of this is coming soon ;)

[clockmax]

"Behave."

PART 1 | PART 2

PAIRING: Slightlymean!jake sully x fem!navi reader

A/N: Hi sweets <3 Sorry if I'm taking long on requests if you sent them in, been out shopping today with my little sister. Want to get this out for you all since it was almost done! I have more works im gonna try and push out this week. felt like making a part 2 since it felt unfinished. REBLOGS, LIKES, AND REPLIES GREATLY APPRECIATED.

Masterlist | Requesting Information

WARNINGS: petnames, slight dacryphilia(?), marking, p in v, mentions of punishment, rough sex, squirting, very VERY sligh fluff at the end, smut, 18+ MDNI. face down ass up, daddy + sir kink, praising, think thats all

w/c: 726

A mewl left your lips as Jake laid you down in the ground, the ache for him to be inside of you only worsened. 

“ ‘m sorry daddy! I promise I won't flirt with him again, need you s’ bad-” You whined, but the apology went on deaf ears.

“What you really need is a dickin down, gotta pound it into you f’r you to finally obey me, huh?” His loincloth tossed aside, cock leaking with precum as he rubbed it over your folds, tracing around your clit. 

“You’re so wet.” He groaned, slipping into your warmth. 

The stretch was enough to make you cum, but the feeling of him prodding at your cervix was mixing pleasure and pain. Sometime between the spanking they got mixed, now you couldn't defer which was which. Velvety walls sucking him in, clenching around his cock.

His pace was rough but agonizingly slow. Dragging against that spongy spot in you. You threw your head bak, groaning at the sparks of pleasure only to fade away when he dragged away. It was practically unbearable for you. You wanted Jake to use you, fuck you stupid, make you cockdrunk for him. 

“Enough, please, I can’t take anymore! Sir I promise I won’t do it again, I won’t flirt with other men! Want you to use me, please daddy-” You whined. Teary, doe eyes meeting his amber gaze. 

It felt like he was still staring dagger into you, like you had really pissed him off to where he’ll punish you like this. Ears falling flat on your head, tail curling around your stomach. A few sniffles escaped your lips as he stilled in you, depriving and teasing pleasure right in front of you.

“Turn over f’r me baby.” Jake’s hands moved to your waist, flipping you over onto your stomach. He reached for your hips, pulling your cunt towards him.

Pushing himself back into you, brushing over your gspot. This time he was relentless, abusing the way you sucked him back in, balls slapping against your clit.

“S’too much! Gonna come-!” Your moans were borderline pornographic. The feeling of him slipping out and plunging back to hit your cervix was just too overstimulating. The coils in your stomach wrapping around each other, threatening to snap at any given moment.

“You can take it, you’ve done it before, cum on daddy's cock, ” He groaned, pleasure spiking through him as you sucked him in.

The sparks of pleasure overtook you, spamming around him as your orgasm rushed through your body. But this wasn’t just your normal orgasm, no, you squirted right on him. Juices soaking your thighs, his stomach and legs. You were so lost in pleasure you didnt even realize the mess you made.

“Atta girl, squirtin’ f’r me. Just give me one more princess, You’ve got it in you.” His thrusts continued, skin slapping against yours.

One hand help up your waist while the other kept you pinned, caressing your shoulder as a small means of comfort. Your mind was too scrambled with pleasure, feeling like he might split you in half at any second. 

“S’good sir, love your cock. Yours, 'm yours-!” You babbled, mostly incoherent sentences leaving your mouth.

Jake bent down to your neck, pampering you in kisses before leaving love bites. He left whatever marks he could to label you as his, his to fuk, his to kiss, just his.

“Thats my baby, just needed it pounded into ya.” His face buried into your neck, showering you with kisses and hickies.

“Yes! Need more- ‘m gonna come again-!” The pressure built up again, the rope in your womb and stomach twisting and twisting until it began to snap. Once again you could feel yourself come undone under Jakes touch. 

“‘m with ya girl-” Jake’s moans muffled into your neck as his thrusts became sloppy, eventually stalin as thick ropes of cum spilt into your womb.

The warm fuzzy feeling had you almost seeing stars, eyes half lidded as you went limp. 

“Good girl, took me so well.” Pulling you into a hug as he moved you over to the hammock, kissing up and down your neck. 

For a few minutes you two conversed, kissing and basking in each others comfort. The silent nights of pandora kept you at peace. It wasn’t long before you fell asleep next to your mate.

[freebooter4ever]

i talked with jilly bean for as long as her kids would let her today, and she's been trying to undo the guilt i feel over grandma telling me i should just choose to not be sick and stop seeing doctors. anyway i was describibg the 'elemental' diet to jillian and she said she would fly down to LA to work here remotely and take care of me for the two weeks it takes to kill off the bacteria if i end up having to do that (i still have two rounds of back to back antibiotics to try first). so that might be my early november right there.

but as i was crying a little over how during the bad hours i cant do anything like read or even watch tv because its hard for my brain to follow, she was asking if there is anything i do that even is remotely comforting or distracting. and i was like LOL. well. and admitted that ive been scrolling through old hockey gifs and pictures and i was like this is evgeni and sent her the video:

Ok so some backstory jilly bean and i grew up together, both of us living in the same little neighborhood for 18 years. And our high school football team was like...state champions the entire time i think ( i say think because the only time i realized i should have the 'high school experience' and actually go to games was as a senior ) ( we definitely won state that year lol ). Except like... Our graduating class was some of the first championship years so the football field was more rudimentary and only the popular kids and band members and families could get seats on the bleachers (the yellow arrow):

The entire bit circled in blue did not exist in my day lol. anyway my point is if you were kind of a weirdo and didnt have friends to give you seats you just ended up wandering around the track (the bit i colored purple). I never paid much attention to the actual football game i was just there to support jillian who desperately wanted to feel like a normal teenager. She was the sports fan, i was the nerd who forced her to watch lord of the rings.

Jillian would make up dances while we walked back and forth on the endline to stay warm. We were not cheerleaders by any stretch of the imagination - this is washington state in the fall and winter, back then 90% of the time it was raining, we were bundled up in jeans and sweatshirts. But my favorite of her 'cheers' was the 'ewok dance' which consisted of humming star wars music and a lot of less flexible leg lifts. Watching geno's uncoordinated jumping around and waving the towel took both jillian and i back about twenty years i think, lol.

ANYWAY my point is she approves:

🤣🤣🤣

See turnabout is fairplay though because even longer ago when we were extremely awkward preteens in middle school, while i was transitioning from my historical pirates phase to my elves phase, jillian was becoming increasingly obsessed with baseball. It wouldnt be until POTC was released that finally our interests collided and we both decided pirates were the coolest. In the meantime, 12 year old jillian went online searching for a brett bo*one desktop background for her family's computer. This story could end really inappropriately because 90s internet but instead jillian just happened to find a relatively tame photo edit that stuck boone's head on top of an extremely musclar angel with feathered wings and wearing nothing but a diaper. I mean you think sports fans are creative now...thats nothing compared to early 90s geocities. She made this 'boonie angel' her family's computer background much to the amusement of her computer scientist father.

'boonie angel' quickly became an inside joke. At one point jillian ended up with a lifesize sticky cut out on the wall of her room of actual boone hitting a home run. And the only reason i ever went to seattle baseball games was to support jillian's ridiculous crush (our other friend nuri only came for the stadium sushi which was all the rage during the ich*iro era). And i would randomly gift jillian with cards depicting the signature stick figure 'boonie angel' like this guy enjoying the rose garden yesterday (note the diaper, that was important for his modesty):

Keep in mind boonie angel was like...a thirty year old man. Nothing about this made sense, to this day i have no idea why jillian latched so hard onto this player. But back then preteen me was crushing hard on fictional elves who were immortal thousands of years old so i couldnt exactly judge (my favorite was kyrtian from elvenborn who was this reclusive military genius with a heart of gold who tried to hide behind a veneer of 'madness' to avoid the evil elves and was suddenly thrust into the spotlight when the rich and powerful elves realized they could exploit kyrtian's academic talent)(he was so much more complex and interesting than legolas and also he shared my daddy issues).

So what im sayin is i enabled her ridiculousness, and i should have known she'd be more than willing to enable mine lmaooooo.

ok but now im wondering what geno would look like as an angel with a diaper....

[mycanyon]

Should I do this?

Imma just answer all of it at once now so bare with me.

1. Your stats:

Hight: 172cm (5.6ft)

Current Weight: 64,8kg (143lbs)

Highest Weight: something over 80kg (177lbs) if not even 84kg (185lbs)

Lowest Weight: Two years ago scratching on the 62kg (137lbs) but I have reached that weight just two or three days ago so I guess that makes it the lowest weight of now.

Goal Weight: 55kg (121lbs) final but I want to reach 50kg (110lbs) so I can start to reverse diet and settle at 55kg.

2. I do not like my height. Or... I am not bothered by it but if I could choose I would me smaller. I am over the average height for a woman in my country. Just today I saw a taller girl walk past me that had just bones as limps and she looked like a model but not like cutesy dutesy kawaii lil' daisy. Which would ALSO BE FINE but you can look like a cold hearted victoria secret model when you are small but looking cute when tall ist harder.

3. My favorite thinspo are pictures of me on my lowest weight two years ago. Maybe I should take some new pictures soon. Am on a fast right now. Will get to 60kg (132lbs) soon and maybe its not a bad idea to have thinspo pictures of yourelf.

4. My greates fear is people pressuring me into eating. Like... I live on my own, I'm a fun gal I'd say... I dont have to fear anything. But I do could scream when anyone makes it look like I am not eating normally no matter if I do or dont.

5. $elf H@rm I guess? I am actually doing really fine since I am on my adhd meds. Life somehow became manageble allthough I still have to get used to it and figure out how to study. All of my self destructing behaviours have disapeared accept for this one. I guess I just like how thin looks. I did grow up in the 2000s afterall. Maybe I am just wired to want it. (Ignoring the fact that my whole family struggles with their weight and I do seem to be the only one who is not overweight).

6. I binge... but not on purpose though! Whats that question?! My last binge was yesterday. I had reached my new LW two days ago after a fast and then I had broken the fast but I broke it with a lot of carbs and I guess I just thought I had fucked up and so I allowed myself a metabolism day but metabolism day turned into "why is food appearing everywhere?!" day and just like that I had probably eaten around 4-5k calories yesterday consisting of cake, chips, sandwich, a salad, instant noodles and cocolate bonbons.

7. Probably not. My mom is so up in her own mind. To her I probably look just like how I looked with 80kg (176lbs) . Because if I weight a lot I often wear baggy clothes that seem to hide my weight pretty good I guess. Or at least nobody has ever thought of me of something different then slim and athletic. But I do notice people taking note of my looks a bit more. I believe they are just fascinated by it. I do worry about my brother noticing though. He knows about my ed but not what I am doing when and I am pretty good at USING my ed to make it sound like I dont want this ed and how I "found ways to live with it" and how its the people making me insecure about eating instead of the food itself. I hope he buys it. In care u ever read it boy. Sorry... but then again... you are smart... you probably know and just let me be.

8.

ca. 10 min treadmill intervall running

3x 25kg chest press (always trying around 10-15)

3x 50kg Backstretch

3x 45kg Ab Machine

3x 50kg Legpress

3x 45kg Adduction-Abduction

3x 40kg Lat Pull Down

3x 2,5kg reverse Butterfly

I also try and train my wrists by using 4kg weights and then just circling my wrists.

Then I do at least 3 negative pull ups (while also trying an pulling me up at the beginning).

3x Hanging Leg Raises

3x 20x Russian Twists with a weight to just hold onto something

Stretch however I feel like stretching

10 min Treadmill (eighter running or a really steep slope)

9.

Yes but none of it was truly meant in a bad way and they probably didnt even realize it. It just stuck with me.

My childhood best friend tried to encourage his sister to do a front flip (on a trampoline) because she was nearly there but got frustrated. He said "Look! OP is also not the fittest and she can do it too!"

Once my elementary school teacher saw that I got out a toast with nutella from my lunch box and he said "Ouuu. Really, OP? Nutella?" (I just realized that it looks cruel written. I swear back then I liked this man and he totally meant it as a joke. He probably would have loved to eat it too.

I have always been picky with my food and my mom always used to say in front of friends and family and strangers "OP eats everything GMF with chemicals and a bunch of cheese." (because one food I knew I liked was a McD cheeseburger why I always wanted to eat them) as I grew older and more embarassed of that phrase I asked her not to say that anymore and she promised. The new slogan then went like "OP eats everything GMF with chemicals and a bunch of cheese but she doesnt want me to say that anymore." (what a cruel woman. Jokes on her because her habits in absolutely everything in life is actually worse than mine).

And one of my best friends in middle school projected her own insecurities onto me. She thought she was to heavy and needed to lose weight and because of her anxiety this was all she could think about and then she had to check out and compare the boddies of everyone around her. I guess she did that with mine too. And she wanted to be nice and even asked out third friend beforehand if this would be too much. But she came to me and voiced her concern of me gaining weight and not wanting me to realize that later and find it terrible.

10. Döner Kebap (my fellow berliners will know what I mean)

11. Perfect Body I think? The movie on youtube. It just presents this whole topic so bare. Its so hard to find content in that direction because of its riskyness. But I also love to watch documentaries or try to find content to read on wattpad. But I have whole list of 4n4 media saved and its not very small.

12. Normally like healthy normally or normally when I'm on my sh1t? Because... I cant remember the first thing. I start forgetting how I would "normally" eat as soon as I start restricting again. But I know that I always try to get my fruits and veggies in. But now normally... I eat a lot of "salad" consisting of only cucumber, cherry tomatoes and some dressing packages you would usually mix with water and oil put I just dump it in like that. If sweet then its mostly apples and bananas allthough I eliminated them again because of all the sugar and carbs (yes I know cucumbers are also basically just carbs). I always try to avoid sugar so I wont crave it.

13. Define healthy! Because a lot of people would call what I do "unhealthy". But my body really thanks me for being so picky of what I feed it.

14. My UGW is 50kg (110lbs) ... maybe 49kg (108lbs) just to set the 50 straight and have a prettier lbs number. With my current determination I expect to reach it after maybe one or two months... or less.

15. I'm a vegetarian. I think it has helped since the focus lays on more natural products. I made myself lactose intolerant which is why I dont eat much other animal products eighter or at least only if I have decided to pay the price hahaha. But yeah... becoming vegetarian has shrinked my nutritional value down but to a much healthier point.

16. My ed started when I was 12. But I have felt "too big" ever since I could think of. I think most of my life I have just thought that this was a problem only my future me could fix... and I guess then I became the future me.

17. Mainly 4noreks1a but mia has been an all time companion ever since I figured out how to make myselp puke. I am not sure if you can say that I have a b1nge ed since binges are kind of natural to exist as well when you have a restricting ed. Then there is orthorexia where you are overly focused on healthy food or how healthy it is when I got that right. Definetly a part of me. I have all of it but only part time. Is this what arfid describes? But besides that I and various therapists also think I am somewhere on the spectrum but it presents itself in a way more "managable" way. But I believe you can definetly see it in my eating habits and not only now but maybe even more prominent when I was a child. I was so picky that I got scared of some foods.

18. When I am really in the zone there is nothing to really stick out. But I do notice when I am walking past a heavy food spot in the city and I'll get all those exited feelings when smelling all of the different things. I love how good food tastes after you have ⭐️ved for a while. And it loses flavour the more you eat. It even becomes bland.

19. Does cake count? Because then its yesterday. The binge. But if we are really talking burgers, fries or pizza of some sort... it has been a while. I am also broke af. I cant afford to buy fast food. McD is not cheap anymore.

20. 4n4 for the results? M1a for the freedom but tbh... I hate pukig... its definetly not m1a. I like "eat what you want and add what you need" but it doesnt quite work with restriction. High Protein. Keto. Tbh i dont know. I like the diet that makes other people feel bad for eating a toast beside me.

21. I dont know, I am too broke for new clothes. But I do fit into a boys/children hoodie 158/164. Maybe even smaller. I do have tops size S and maybe I could get myself into an XS but I think it would be a squeeze. I do own a dress in size 32 or 34. I checked and was able to squeeze myself in with 66kg (145lbs) but I couldnt close the zipper. I bought my last pair of jeans when I was still heavier and I always bought a 42. This... is way too big now. I have already sown an elastic into onenof my favorite jeans and I constantly have to wear a belt (which I hate). I believe I am a 36 there now or close.

22. I gained because I was mentally sick. I had undiagnosed and untreated adhd. I was/am an alcoholic (nearly two year clean lol). I had financial issues due me moving out of a toxic shared apartment and then having to live on my own. To get my degree I went backt to school and it started right then and there. Two different offices told me that I was owning them (each) 3k because of my mom. I had reached my lowest weight, found myself agreeing to dinner invites to really delicious food. And I noticed I wasnt gaining too fast again. So I guess I let loose to give myself some sort of slack. But all of this is not now and I am in my prime time so this time... I will be better!

23. Not by showing me pretty people. It was just there and helped me find the name for the thoughts I had already on my mind.

24. I am very detatched from those names. Like... I will call things like that and thats it. But I cant actually pretent like 4n4 and/or M1a are actual people or voices in my head. Thinking about it though makes me think though. I dont believe anyone is TRULY "Pro" about it. And if you are its probabl because of some fetish. Because if you were "Pro" you would wish everyone would participate right? You believe that this is the right way. But most know that its a sick and ridiculous mind game that they just have come to obsess over.

25. Yes. First time trying to puke? Didnt work at all. Didnt work in a loooooong time. I just didnt get it. But then I got it and it was the most ecstatic feeling ever. I have had found THE deletion button!!! But I also had my first time lax... it was surprising to say the least. Didnt change much.

26. Not needing the number go down any further. Having some slack. Having a body I wont have to think about. Being light and people around me being able to pick me up without thinking.

27. I cave in easily. But only when I feel like I am looking obvious. I just dont want anyone to think I am weird with food. I dont want them to call me out. I am bad at lying!

28. I want that gap because others want it. I want it because a friend back in school (long time ago) wanted it and couldnt have it (the one who kindly pointed out that I had gained weight). And I think its not much of a topic for her anymore but I know myself that this wont leave you. And knowing her insecure mind I believe that just seing me in good shape (fittest in our group) can make her envy me. And I believe she would check my thigh gap. I should check if I dont already have it now... but I have lost my biker shorts. they would have been perfekt.

29. My definition of beauty is seriously so different from what I am doing to myself. As long as you can move healthily I dont even care what size you are. There are some people on the "bigger" side that I have always been jealous of. I mean when I was overweight I also always defined me as the "wrong kind of fat" because there were pretty fat people and not pretty fat people. I was the later. And then if you move with confidence even better. Then I am sold. Thats basically all there is to it. If we go completely superficial then yes, I would probably prefer a pimple free face, smooth skin, symetry and white teeth. "Ordinary Bodily Proportions". But I guess this is just what we as humans have to like because of our genes. It shows health and cleanliness. But I do live in a woke 21st century world so I dont need a pimple to be gone to be able to see your beauty. I like All kinds of colours in skin, hair and everything else. But I do have to admjt that I have a weakness for people that have a certain natural vibe to them. Like... they just not only look stereotypical good or anything. They dont have to match the beauty standard. But every once in like maybe three years, I will walk past a person outside which makes me think "Holy sh1t!" and when you ask me what it was that made me think that I wont be able to give you an answer.

30. Imma leave this one out. I think its boring.

[dr4cking]

Bad Grade.

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draco malfoy x reader | smut |

warning : professor!draco 🥵 reader is of age! and you can make up draco's age whatever you wanted.

y/n waited nervously in her class, she was early than the others and it makes her sitting alone in the class.

she had exams last week but she didnt really study for it and that was the exact reason why she was nervous today.

if she got a bad grades her parents would make sure to threatened her.

she looked up from her desk as a loud footsteps walking into the class, she found the youngest and the hottest teacher in hogwarts staring at her deeply, a smirk formed onto his face making her gulped.

"morning, miss y/n" she gets goosebumps when she heard his deep voice calling out her name.

"morning professor.." draco’s smirk get wider as he saw her body tremble in her seat, only his voice and she already like that.

"why so tense, miss y/n?"

"nothing, professor.." she replied, staying her gaze on her desk, trying so hard not to look up at him and get herself in more embarrassment.

draco clicked his tongue around his teeth making her turned her head at him instantly.

he raised his eyebrows at her sudden action.

but when he was about to taunt her more, the door burst open by the students filling the class one by one.

>>>>>

"miss y/n." she looks up at her professor as he called her name, her body jolted out at his voice echoed in the room.

"yes, professor?"

"come here, please." she gets up from her seat nervously, all her classmates already interrogating her by their eyes.

"care to explain to me why you get a P for my subject?" she swears she almost passed out at his intonation.

"i- i'm sorry professor, i wasn't study-"

"great, meet me after class, you need to fix your grade" y/n unknowingly rubbed her thighs together when draco said that, she secretly hoped he doesnt noticed that.

but he did and thats why he was trying to hide his smirk.

"yes professor, i'm sorry" she took her test and made her way back to her seat. hell, he's so intimidating.

>>>>>

after the class ended, y/n being the only one who stayed in her seat.

she sighs and stares at draco's back who was still cleaning the board.

"well, which part of my subject that you dont understand, miss y/n?" draco said as he takes a seat in front of her desk, opening her book.

"its the draught of living death potions, professor." she was trying her best to not let her voice getting shaky.

draco nodded and begin to explaining the subject to her, his fingers were pointing at her book.

but all she could think now is about the tension filling the air, and the more she stares at his fingers the dirtier her mind gets.

his hands-

merlin, even his hands are so hot. the veins decorating his arms suited him so much, and his long fingers are the perfect size to reach her spot when they're going inside her cu-

no.

y/n shook her head in disbelief at what she just imagined in her mind not realizing that draco has stopped talking.

"lost in your dirty mind, princess?" draco chuckles as he sees her cheeks heated in embarrassment, his eyes turned dark as he examining her face.

shit.

she forgot he has legilimency.

"i-"

"sshh.. i see you're not as innocent as the others think of you, yeah?" she gulped at his question, her face was flushed as the thick tension filling the room.

"no answer hm? tell me y/n, what is it that you want?" he rose up from his seat moving to stand beside her, looking down at her.

"tell me whats going on inside your dirty mind" he tilted her head to look up at him, his thumb running on her bottom lip making her shuddered.

"i- i want you, professor.." y/n said quietly not be able to look into his eyes much longer.

"want me? for what?"

"i want you burying yourself deep inside me, professor" she slapped her hand over her mouth and her eyes widened at what she just said.

"filthy little thing." draco chuckles lowly before moving down his hand and grabbed her throat.

"earn it." she nodded at him before her hands shakily unbuckled his belt and his trousers letting it falls down to his ankle making draco gripped her throat tighter.

she pulled down his boxers making him hissed when his semi hard cock hitting his lower abdomen.

she quickly wrapped her hands around his length and squeezes him tightly causing him to pull on her hair.

"dont play with me if you dont wanna face the consequences." she nodded before spitting on his cock stroking it with her hand making him groaned.

y/n wasted no time and pulled him all the way in her mouth moaning when his tip hit the back of her throat.

she starts to fucked him in and out of her mouth. her hand pumping on what she couldnt fit in her mouth.

she pulled out for a second to rest her jaw then she swirls her tongue on his slit making him groaned and bucked his hips. she gagged instantly when draco pushed his cock back in her mouth, tired of her teasing.

"you look so fucking filthy, y/n. sucking your professor's cock now, hm?" she let out a moan to answer him making him whimpered at the vibrations.

one of her hands gripping on the back of his thigh pushing him deeper down her throat as she continues sucking him. her other hand playing with his balls giving them attention too.

"fuck- gonna cum down your throat til you choked out, shit- y/n" he moaned out loud as he shoots his thick cum down her throat, y/n swallowed instantly moaning at the taste. some of it dripped down onto her chin but she quickly wipes it and cleans it.

"get up" she obeyed at his order, now facing her professor at the same level.

draco leaned into her face and capturing their lips together kissing her roughly as his hands roaming around her body.

"get on your desk." she immediately throw away all her things on her desk and get on top of it, like he asked.

"you're my good girl, dont you?" he asked as he stands in between her thighs, his cock rubbing her inner thigh making her clawed on the desk underneath her.

"yes prof-"

"its draco" she nodded as she starts to unbuttoning her shirt showing him her clothed breasts.

"yes draco, i'm your good girl" she said seductively and taking his hands in her guiding them to her breasts.

"please, touch me draco.." draco squeezes her breasts in his hands and snatches her bra off of her making her winced, now she was exposed in front of her professor.

"such a pretty tits, all mine?" he twirled her hard nipples in his fingers, pulling and pinching it making the owner hissed in pain.

"yes, all yours draco.." with that draco latched his mouth onto her left nipple as his hand playing with the other one.

"mmh.. yes draco.." she tugged at his blonde locks as he continues assaulting her puffy nipples.

draco plopped out her breasts of his mouth, her nipples now red and swollen.

he gives her a smirk and he pushed her skirt up to her stomach, taking off her panties placing it in his pocket.

"souvenirs." he grins cheekily at her confused face.

he suddenly inserts his fingers into her, stretching her out a little bit making her breath hitched.

his fingers pumping her faster and when he curls them inside she screams his name out loud.

her legs spasmed when she feels her high approaching her, she dug her nails on his shoulder deeper.

but before she could reach her high, he abruptly pulled out his fingers making her cried out as her aching cunt clenching around nothing.

he quickly shoved his fingers down her throat letting her tasting herself, he moaned when he sees her sucking on her fingers delicately.

pulling her hips closer to him and lining up his now hard cock again on her entrance.

"now be a big girl and lead me into you." y/n whines as a protest but she quickly grabbed his cock and pushing it inside her.

she wrapped her legs around his waist and bucked her hips to get him deeper inside her and finally all of him was inside of her. they both throw their heads back in pleasure.

"you act so innocent yet here you are, burying my cock deep inside you." y/n moaned at his words starting to fuck herself on him.

"i'm not innocent draco, for you i'm not.. please just fuck me already" draco chuckles devilishly at her attempts to bounce on his cock.

"cant even fuck yourself properly, such a dumb girl" he gives in to her, snapping his hips forcing his cock hitting deeper inside her and starts to thrusting at steady pace.

"oh my god.. yes yes please feel so good.." she moans loudly, her body writhing on the desk. she propped herself on her elbows to support herself as she rolled her hips to meet his thrusts.

"so fucking tight baby.. never felt this good before" draco praised as he pounding harder into her, he guides her hips with his hands to meet his thrusts making both of them moaning louder.

her eyes rolled back when his tip brushed her spot, he noticed and pounding into her spot over and over again making her seeing the stars.

"draco please.. i'm so close!" y/n wrapped her hands around his shoulder to pull him closer and kissing his lips to muffled her screams as the coil tightened in her stomach.

"cum on me, you- pathetic- little slut" draco snapped harder leaving no space between their bodies.

his hand slapping and pinching her clit making the girl squirmed letting the coil snapped through her body. her legs are shaking and her vision blurry.

her body burns when she realized she just cummed hard on her professor's cock, she looked down and see that her juices coating him. then looking up at him making eye contact.

"fuck- you're a mess, gonna cum inside your tight cunt, stuffing you up full with my fucking cum- holyshit-"

he came to a full stop with her name left his lips as he spilled all of his warm thick cum inside her, spraying all of it into her filling her up like he said.

draco stay inside her for a few minutes, both of them are still catching their breaths and he pulled out of her gently as he softened.

he looked at her flushed face before cupping her cheeks and reconnecting their lips again. the kiss lasted a minute before they pulled away to redressing themselves.

"i'll change your grade. but in all seriousness, study harder, baby" y/n melted at the nickname he gave her, pecking his lips one more time.

"of course, thank you professor" she shots him a wink before leaving the class, making him blushing madly.

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i dedicate this to @angelic-bitxh cuz we have a deal of sharing ghost pics 😊🤝

tagging : @dracoscum @hellounicorn @onyourgoddamnleft @whoreforgeorgeandfred @turn-to-page-394-please @underappreciated-spoon-321 @youreso-golden @silverdelirium @littlemissnoname13 @dracmalf0y-dm @dlmmdl @f4iryluvy @starstruckgranger @yiamalfoy @lieswithoutfairytales @drxcolvr @black-repunzel99 @seriouslyinlove @slut4dracoo @alexthealexthealex

[spikesbimbo]

Paring: Makki x f!reader x Matsukawa

Tags: poly, bratty switch!makki, soft sub f!reader, dom brat!tamer issei, hurt/comfort, oral sex, makki being a meanie at first, soft dom!issei later on, squirting, daddy kink, snowballing, face sitting, spanking, voyerism, thigh fucking

Summary: makki takes it too far on a bad day, and issei makes him pay. ; )

wc: 1.7k

a/n: for my bby @selfishwitch, thank you for the header!

18+  minors dni

“I-issei, wait.” you tried your best to choke out as he already threw you over his shoulder, hauling you to the bedroom, makki smirking as he skipped behind.

Usually not caring about makki blaming you for little things, at the end of the day you were into anything they were. Not caring if you got spanked over and over again, or getting choked by issei as makki’s cock was down your throat for something as silly as him flipping your skirt in public while slapping your ass or pulling your top down and pinching your nipple, making you let out an embarrassingly lewd moan then saying you did it yourself.

But today you were so tired, work stressing you out to the point of tears. Just wanting to come home and be coddled on, to just eat whatever was in the fridge and cry yourself to sleep. Feeling him gently set you on the bed, heart swelling at the thought, his rough hands still so soft on you, eyes burning up at the thought disappointing him.

Mind telling you to let him do whatever he wanted with you, loose limbs laying there while he stripped you down. Squealing at the sudden impact across your thigh, body shaking as the stinging sensation felt so much more painful than usual. Makkis hair tickling your neck as he littered it with rough kisses.

Anxiety pooling in you at the thought of them not needing you, knowing that a relationship only needed two people, but you couldn't take it anymore. Trying to muffle your sobs as your wrists moved up to cover your eyes. Issei froze for a second, easily taking your limp hands away from your eyes, not seeing the usual dazed with lust, instead seeing real pain behind them.

“What’d you do?” He said to makki in shock, already knowing his antics but going along with them anyways. Quickly by stroking your cheeks with his thumb, head cradled between his chest and hand as he waited for him to respond.

“Did you lie? Lie and make our sweet baby cry, hm?” his tone sounding threatening as makki grew more uncomfortable, seeing you lay on the bed, helpless as could be, making his heart clench.

“Y-yes” he muttered out, scared to look his boyfriend in the eye. “I- , m’sorry daddy” he ashamedly said as his cheeks burned up, not wanting to actually break you this far.

“If you think saying daddys gonna save you, you're wrong.” issei’s large hand dragging him towards the chair, rough fingers taking his clothes off, sitting pretty and naked before you two.

“You’re gonna be a good boy for once, and just watch. No touching yourself.” Issei said, looking down at makkis cock, already so hard and swollen, pink tip tuning red, precum staining his boxers. Nerves rising as his cock throbbed just from his boyfriend getting a little rough with him.

  “...or your gonna get punished. Got it?” Issei's voice breaking him out of his trance, nodding with a huff, cheeks pouting as his eyes watch him leave towards you. 

 “W-wait, i-ssei, you don't have t-” you started, not waiting to leave makki out, mind foggy as you didnt realize that he was enjoying it deep down, not seeing his cock throb as you begged for an ounce of attention from the man above you.

“Shh princess, i'm just gonna take my time with you, that okay? He whispered into your skin, reading your mind, hearing nothing but your heart. “Cmon sweetheart, gotta tell daddy or he won't know what to do.” he egged on, hands lingering on your body, waiting for a response.

Shaking your head slightly up and down as he surprisingly took just that for an answer, eyes swelling up again as you grew apprehensive, never getting it this easily in your relationship with them, not wanting them to play with you anymore.

“S’okay baby, I got you. Daddys here, yeah?” He said wiping your tears, clearing up your vision to let his soft smile shine through. 

Makki watched, cheeks tinted pink as his hair, seeing your legs get haphazardly thrown over his shoulders, wishing that was him. Wishing that you were the one tugging on his hair while his tongue abused your cunt, making you moan his name out over and over again, wanting to take his time and drag it out, wanting to make it up to you.

Your precious little whimpers leaving your lips as your body jiggled around, knowing the feeling all too well. Issei's thick fingers stretching you out, clenching around nothing, unlike you. 

Back arching as best as your tired body could, tears spilling out. Falling down your cheeks and onto your tits, finally from pleasure and not pain. Crying out daddy, as your hands gripped tightly onto his hair. 

“There's my pretty girl.” He said, tongue not leaving your clit as he smirked, fingers curling into you as he saw makki eyeing up your body. Wanting to put on as much as a show that he could, his cute pout getting his dick even harder.

“Wish you were me, huh?” he teased, reaching up to grab your tit in his hand, gently squeezing the soft flesh between his fingers as his face broke away from you cunt.

“C’mon baby, let’s show him what he's missing.”

Mind somewhere else as he adjusted you with your back to his chest, legs spread open as you felt him grow on your back. Clinging onto him while his thumb moved back down to your swollen nub, rubbing it in circles while his middle finger made its way inside of you. Getting faster and faster as you bounced on his hold, the burning feeling making its way up your stomach again, but in this position you grew scared.

“M-, im gonna make a mess,” you whimpered, you and your boyfriend seeing makkis eyes grow at the sentence. 

“Really?” The feeling of you already dripping onto him was making him lose his act. Incoherent words coming out of your mouth as you got closer, pretty little head of yours thinking that it was such a problem when it wasn't.

Turning your body, giving makki a full view. “Perfect.”

Finger curling one last time as he felt you clench around him, pulling it out as you did make a mess everywhere, rubbing your clit with all his fingers trying to milk it out. Moans leaving your mouth as it landed all over him, opening your eyes, apologies coming out of your mouth as Issei calmed you down. 

“Shh, baby look.” he said, eyes following his down to his cock, seeing his cheeks turn the reddest you've ever seen, covered in you cum looking the prettiest he's ever been. Cunt throbbing as he finally unfroze, licking it off his lips with a smile.

“You gonna say sorry?”

Nodding faster than he could get his words out “That's a good boy.” issei said, walking up to him, placing his lips on his as he swapped your cum back and forth. Feeling like he was being tortured as he didnt let him cum yet. Tip so swollen it was painful as his teary eyes begged to cum, the only time you'll ever catch him caring. Whiny voice begging out “please, m’sorry, ple-, ah, ngah,.. m-m’sor-, please!”

“You okay doll?” he asked, turning his attention to you, tired eyes opening as you shook your head again. “Wanna do me a favor, pretty girl?” 

The soft tease in his voice bringing you back, feeling like a weight lifted off your shoulders reminding you that this is how it should be. Smiling a croaked out “yeah.”

“Wanna be my good girl and go sit on his face?....Bad boys don’t get to beg.” he said, looking over to makkis fear stuck face, body tingling as the word ‘my’ left his mouth.

“Hm?”

Responding by crawling over to him, seeing his flushed face as you parted your thighs, bare cunt open for him to see and use as your hands rested on his chest. Feeling his hot breath on your overstimulated clit, twitching as your knees almost gave out under you.

Hearing him mummer out a “hurry up” before his hands impatiently grabbed your thighs and drug you down onto him, a disgruntled moan coming out as his nose rubbed your clit. Not paying attention to anything as you didnt feel one of his hands leave, moving its way down to his cock, but issei did.

“Never said you could touch yourself.” He uttered out, leaning back in the chair makki was formerly in, pulling his cock out while slowly stroking it at the sight before him.

Feeling his muffled whines against you as you saw his legs kick like a child, almost cooing at how cute he was before his finger pinched your clit, nearly falling onto him before he gripped you tighter. Taking out his frustrations on you, seeing that he desperately wanted more as his hips were humping nothing, swearing could come from just the friction of the air. 

“m-makki, i-, m’go-, ah!” 

Making you cum before you could even get it out, his finger curling up into you, body feeling it tenfold as you went limp on his arms. Catching you before you could fall, laying you down next to him. Greedy hands trying to reach for your tits but Issei snatched him away before he could.

Kissing him on the forehead while stroking him off, big hands wrapping completely around it, thumb swiping the tip over and over. Releasing instantly at the touch while makkis hands felt up his crotch, issei sighing as he licked his messy fingers, chuckling out.

 Eyes trying their best to stay open to see your boyfriends get each other off, letting out a whine as you wanted makkis attention too. Issei placing his cum coated fingers between your lips, sucking on them as you nodded off, makki resting his head on your chest as he laid on top of you.

“S’okay,” Makki smirked out, high still not wearing off as he palmed issei’s cock once more, resting it between your thighs as he couldn't help but rut into them. “We got you baby, don't we?”

[ifimayhaveaword]

Hi Ali! 🌼 Absolutely no pressure, but I am thinking about either of these soft prompts with Din - I would love to hear what you think!

all the ‘good morning’s and ‘how are you today’s and ‘good night’s

“this reminded me of you”

(Hope you have a beautiful weekend! 💕)

Ahhhh @saradika you’re such a gem :’) ty for your patience with this— I kind of went off script (aka I started writing and realized it fit the prompt in my head and DIDNT actually fit the prompt in realité) but…. What are prompts if not things that make the thoughts flow, whichever way they go?

Anyway, please enjoy some Din x reader + lil bébé fluff, á la season one trope of “Mando picks up some kind rando to travel with them and help watch his kid while he bounty hunts & starts the Jedi search” (it’s a lot of Mando from the readers POV honestly, idk. It’s soft 🤷‍♀️)

You wake to a dry mouth and a comforting weight on your chest, a warm, steady-breathing bundle cuddled up to you in the cockpit. It’s been long enough now, traveling with Mando and his little green ward on the Razor Crest, that this isn’t a new way for you to come to. Whether he climbed up of his own volition or his father-figure deposited him there so the poor man could pilot, you were too groggy to figure out, but it’s far too still for Mando to be in the cockpit with you now. You cradle the sleeping child to your chest to keep from dislodging him as you stretch with a yawn; the twisting and bending yielding satisfying pops, the baby cooing and burrowing deeper into you at the disturbance.

“Sorry, little guy,” you whisper, dropping a gentle kiss to his fuzzy-soft head. “Let’s go find your dad, hmm?”

A light snore is your only response.

Humming and stroking the baby’s little back to keep him sleeping, your search starts and ends at the tiny galley where the food is stored— a broad, shiny figure rifling through the overhead storage, clearly trying to keep the noise down, and he pauses when he hears your approach.

“Did I wake you? I just… I needed something to eat.” The apologetic tone, though quiet, carries through the helmet’s modulator.

It took time to erase every preconceived notion you had of the Mandalorian and replace them with reality: the considerate, dry-humored, sometimes-awkward man in front of you. He cut an intimidating figure, to be sure— the weapons, the armor, his clipped responses and ever-alert demeanor in public. But you think that as much as you were learning how to live with Mando, he was learning facets of himself that he wasn’t even aware existed. He loved the child in his care, every action he took showed that, but those actions weren’t always natural. You saw every hesitation and second guess, heard every quiet ‘tink’ of his helmet tapping in resignation against the walls of the ship. You were sure that the man learning to be patient and open with his ward, the one with the capable, gentle hands and sincere actions, was always there under the armor, but he had clearly only recently been let out.

The man in front of you has reached out to skate a finger along the kid’s downy head, rubbing gently like you’d once pet a tooka, and the child in your arms coos and hums contentedly. The helmet is pointed down towards the child, and you let yourself smile softly at its visor. His hand moves from the child’s head to your shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze that months ago would have caused you to freeze and gape. Now? You simply beam at him a little brighter.

When you were first brought on board, you had initiated almost every interaction between the two of you. A sunny “Good morning” to both him and the little green bean when you saw each of them at the start of your day. A heartfelt “goodnight” or “sleep well” and a soft rub of the baby’s downy-soft ears, a nod to the man who employs you. The Child, you’d found, is almost as touch-starved as you are, taking every opportunity to climb into someone’s arms, butt his head against your leg, hold Mando’s finger is his little claws. Over time you noticed a pattern: the more the child touched Mando and you held the child, the more Mando would breach the distance between you with cautious, deliberate steps.

His repetition of your name reminds you of his question. You wonder bemusedly if you started dozing off standing up.

“Mm-mm,” you deny. “I—“ you yawn again, shifting the child’s warm weight further into one arm, “I woke up thirsty, but it can wait until you’re done eating. I’ll go put him in his hammock—“

You start heading towards the minuscule cot that Mando and the baby share when you hear, “No, no. I was. I was just finishing up. I can take him, you enjoy your tea. Thank you.”

So polite, this man. You give a small nod and a grateful smile, cradling the child to prepare to pass him to his father. You’re a little bereft without his warmth, but Mando’s proximity heats your face and chest in a way you don’t let yourself examine too closely. You’re standing so close together. Your arms brush his in the transfer, almost an embrace— the most you’ve been in contact yet— and you think you hear a relived sigh come from beneath the silver helmet, softer than the modulator could register.

Yes, you think. You’ve come a long, long way.

Zero-pressure tagging @corvueros @keeper0fthestars @ohheyitsokay @chews-erotically @highsviolets

[meanhoeforcb97]

~•20:09pm•~

Pairing: Soft!Dom! Felix x Chubby!Hairy!Fem! Reader

Genre: Smut, some fluff

Warnings: Not! Shaved reader, shaved felix, mentions of insecurities, reader doesnt believe shes good enough, oral (f), fingering (f), nicknames (angel, love), unprotected sex (dont be silly wrap your willy) Felix is very soft and reassuring in general and stops multiple times to make sure y/n is alright lmk if I'm missing anything

Requested: No

Words: 4.5k

Note: this is not proof read, excuse my mistakes

You were on your phone when you heard the door of your apartment opening, even though you were focused on your boyfriend's latest performance video, just the thought that it might be him at the door made you quickly pause it and look at the door of your bedroom. Soon enough Felix's silver hair popped out of the dark hallway with a huge smile plastered on his face.

He was still in the same clothes he wore while filming but his make up had already been removed by his stylists.

He looked ethereal with his hair pulled back making his beautiful features all the more noticable, including his adorable freckles that were out in the open for you to admire. His body was covered by a pair of leather pants and a white dress shirt with a sleeveless blue jacket on top. Various earrings were adorning his ears and rings on his fingers. You almost jumped up to greet him but he was quick to cup your face and kiss you lovingly, your phone falling from your grip somewhere to the side. You giggled after he pulled back "Hello." He said almost breathlessly and you smiled widely "Hey.." And another kiss.

Kiss after kiss you found him sitting on your lap while you two were making out when his hardening cock suddenly pressed up against your stomach making him moan into your kiss and you quickly pulled back and placed your hands on his chest pushing him away slightly. Felix looked at you concerned as he got off and examined your panicked expression.

"Baby what's wrong?" He asked and you gulped. "I-I cant do it today!" You let out embarrased. "Oh shit!" He let out in half realization hitting his forehead lightly, "Are you on your period love? Do you wanna cuddle and watch a movie?" He asked caressing your stomach tenderly and you blushed madly while shaking your head slightly pushing his hand away from your stomach out of embarrassment.

"What is it angel?" Felix asked his deep voice making heat rush through your entire body and juices to leak onto your panties.

"I-I havent shaved... down there.." You let out, your face burning from embarrassment. He looked at you quite dumbfounded eyes widened and lips slightly apart. "That's....it?" He asked cautiously and when you shyly nodded and rubbed your forearms a few times out of embarrassment and awkwardness he could only chuckle. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear and caressed your cheek softly.

"Baby, you know I dont give a fuck about whether you shaved or not, right? It's your body and even the fact that you let me connect with you through it means the world to me. Okay angel?" He asked with a small smile lingering on his lips that only got wider when you pouted slightly.

"B-but, I bet my ass that you are as hairless as a newborn baby under those fancy leather pants of yours." You whined pointing at his cock through his trousers. He blushed slightly as he laughed at your cute expressions. "Well yeah, because that's what I like and what makes me feel comfortable in my own skin. If you didnt wanna shave it means you don't need it!" Felix said as he softly caressed your cheek again and you leaned into his touch loving the feeling of his cold hands against your warm face.

He leaned in and captured your lips between his own initiating a passionate kiss which soon enough turned into a messy make out session. He pulled you closer by the waist until your chest was flush against his own. The position was borderline uncomfortable as you were both sitting next to each other and turning and twisting your bodies so you could face each other on your shared bed. His hand snaked it's way from your face down to your chest, then to your waist and lastly on your thigh as he pulled you on top of him and without much thought you complied.

Straddling his lap, his bulge that was growing with your every movement pressed against your inner thigh and he groaned into your lips. Panicking again you pulled back to check on him, he was panting heavily and looking at you as confused as you were—maybe more. "D-did I hurt you? Am i too heavy?" You asked raising your hips off of his. "W-what? No! Why would you think that?" He asked in disbelief pushing you down on him and you blushed again. "I dont know.. I'm just so big and heavy and I thought I hurt you.." You said avoiding his gaze but glancing back at him every few seconds. "Angel, we've had sex a million times now and you still dont know how it works?" Felix cooed at you almost mockingly as if he was talking to a child, the indirect degradation making you soak your panties as you whined at him.

Kissing again he started removing your clothes and you helped him remove his own. When you were in your bra and sweatpants and he was only in his leather pants, he pulled back from your mouth to admire you. His hands trailed up your thighs to your waist as his thumbs caressed your stomach, and he dived into you chest as he kissed, licked and sucked on every bit of flesh he could find at that very moment. You were a moaning mess, every single hickey making you more sensitive than the last, his hands on your sides never going unnoticed.

Pulling back from your collarbone, a string of saliva connected your marked up body to his wet and kiss-swollen lips making you lick your own at the beautiful sight. Felix held your waist tightly and his muscles flexed under your grip when he flipped you around making you yelp. "Lix.. dont do that, you know I'm too heavy." You pouted at him and only smiled down at you, "Weight is just a meaningless number to me, angel." He said before kissing you again, his hands traveling up your stomach caressing your tummy and snaking their way up to your covered breasts.

Caressing over the sensitive nipples through the fabric of your bra made you whimper quietly and grab onto his forearms tightly. Sliding them all the way to the back, you arched your body off the bed helping Felix take off the unwanted piece of clothing. His lips immediately attached themselves on your right nipple while his hand tugged and rubbed on the left one. After a few moments of you moaning and threading your fingers through his hair he switches to the other breast repeating his motions.

"F-Felix.. m-more!" You cried out as you felt your wet cunt pulse at just the mere thought of his cock inside of you. He hummed against your breast making a soft moan slip from between your lips. "Does my baby need me? How bad do you need me angel?" Felix pulled away from your chest to look you in the eye with that soft mocking look as if he's talking to a child again. You whined at the sweet degradation making you hot all over again, hiding your face behind your hands you nodded and he chuckled. "I asked you a question angel, how bad do you need me?" He repeated and with a shaky voice you replied, still not looking at him. "R-really really bad L-Lix. I need you to fill me up with your beautiful cock." You moaned out without even thinking before speaking. Felix groaned and quickly tagged your sweats off your legs and threw them somehwere across the room. Trailing his cold hands against the warm skin of your thighs up to your hips where he caressed your stomach. His hands lingered on the stretch marks on your inner thighs as he kneaded the soft skin. "You're so fucking beautiful baby. You make me wanna eat you up." He groaned into your stomach as he left multiple kisses at the swell of it. Finally moving down where you need him most he rubbed you through the thin material of your panties with his thumb making you moan at the tiny yet delicious sparks of pleasure. Placing a lingering kiss right on your clit made a breathy moan escape your lips and your head to fall back on the soft pillows. Felix hummed against your heat making you shiver from the vibrations, "I love your sounds more than anything angel, I love how needy you sound. Who do you make these sounds for my love?" He said, his hot breath was tingling your pussy as he was only a few millimeters away from touching it again. "For you, only you Felix!" You said more like whined as you let your hands find their way into his beautiful silver locks. They were still tightly held together by hairspray making them rough to the touch and quite hard to get your hands through. Gently and carefully you started brushing your fingers through his hair breaking the hair apart and making it soft and loose again. He sighed in content against your clit making you slightly tug on the silver locks emitting a moan from him. He hooked his ring filled fingers under te elastic band of your cotton panties slowly sliding them down the curve of your hips, his eyes remained glued to your face watching your expressions for any sign of discomfort.

After your earlier talk even though he wanted to prove that it actually didnt bother him at all, if it was bothering you he should stop. After all that's what partners do for their significant other, shower them with love and affection and listen to their worries as to not cause them any discomfort. When all he saw was desperation in your eyes as you bit your lower lip he smirked and slid the thin material off your legs. At that very moment the realization of your hairy core being in full display right in front of Felix' face seeped in through your horny mind making you snap out of your trance with a gasp and close your thighs. Before your hands could leave his hair to cover yourself he was alreay spreading you apart all over again.

He propped himself up on his knees to look at you, your legs spread apart and your hands now holding his wrists placed on either side of your inner thighs.

"Babe, we need to get this out of the way because I cant do this without knowing you're alright, okay?" He asked and understanding what he meant you nodded. "Are you just shy and embarrassed or are you genuinely uncomfortable with me touching you? Because I swear if you genuinely dont want to do this today I will stop right here right now. You know you're much more important than my needy cock right? I will stop at any moment for you angel, I just need you to be clear with me." He said as he caressed your cheek softly with his ring-filled warm hands.

The contrast between his warm skin and the ice cold jewellery was comforting. The rings cooled your heated skin down while his natural warmth made you feel like home. God you love this man with all your heart. You realised you were tearing up and so your grip on his wrists loosened as you brought both of your hands to cover you face as you silently cried.

Felix pouted, he didnt mean to make you cry, he didnt even know why you were crying but it made him sad.

"No no no no no!" He exclaimed in his soft calming voice as he caressed his way up to your arms and holding your hands over your face gently. As if you were fragile glass capable of breaking at any moment he ever so slight pulled your hands away from your face just enough to meet your teary gaze.

"Why are you crying baby? Did I do something wrong?" Felix asked with concern–filled eyes and god you wanted to punch him so bad. You scoffed through your shaky breaths as you wiped a few tears away. "You're too good for me Felix. Way too fucking good." You say, voice soft and weak, afraid that if you spoke up it would break from crying.

"Its what you deserve baby," he caresses your face softly and one hand slides to your thigh again caressing it. "you deserve all the best." He says as he leans in to capture your lips in a sweet loving kiss. Pulling away Felix looked into your eyes again, "Angel do you want to do this?" He asked again and your heart swelled with love for this perfect man in front of you. "Fuck Felix, I do. You're the only person that could ever make me feel this beautiful." You muttered out almost inaudibly out of embarrassment. He smiled his famous sunshine smile before kissing your lips shortly and moving down to your core again.

His mouth attached itself on your lower lips, your folds already glistening with arousal. One hand found yours and intertwined your fingers with his while the other one spread your pussy apart to grant himself better access. Leaving an open mouthed kiss, your breath hitched in your throat for a split second. Poking his tongue out he left kitten licks against your slit as if testing the waters. When he felt your grip tighten around his hand he decided to take it a step further as he laid his tongue flat against your entrance licking all the way up to your clit. Little hairs poked against his tongue making the sensation quite unfamiliar and strange but welcome nonetheless, because when he heard the beautiful moan that escaped your lips he'd swear he was in heaven — or hell most likely. But he couldnt care less if he was going to hell after this, nothing mattered but you, you, you, you.

His lips found your clit easily as he lightly sucked on the sensitive bundle of nerves making your legs twitch out of instinct and wrap around his head. He moaned against your core making you moan in return and your thighs to tighten their grip around him.

The hot muscle guided itself into your cavern. The friction against your wet walls making you whine, the hand that was previously covering your mouth tangling along his silver locks. His nose touched your pelvis with every thrust of his tongue making his nose slightly tickle from the hair, he could only smile at the feeling before pulling his tongue out and attaching his lips back to your clit.

He squeezed your hand in his lightly before retrieving it and placing both of his hands on either of your thighs, spreading them apart once again. When he figured your legs were open enough for him he guided his right hand at your entrance, his eyes never leaving your face. His middle finger teased against your slit collecting your arousal before slowly entering you. He could only bite his lip at the blissful expression occupying your beautiful face and he could swear to God he had never witnessed anything more beautiful than you. "F-felix!" You moaned out his name like a mantra and the man smiled against your thigh. "Does it feel good angel?" He asked placing a quick kiss against your clit before pulling back again to watch you. You could only nod desperately and clutch on his hair harder making him moan.

"How about now, how does this make you feel?" He asked adding a second finger into your tight pussy with the help of your natural lube. You threw your head back and pulled him closer to your core. "So good oh my god, so fuckjng good!" You exclaimed, your voice reaching barely lower than a scream. "Good." He let out before diving back into your heat. His tongue and his teeth took turns torturing your clit in the most pleasurable way possible.

The pleasure was beginning to to get too much as you felt yourself drift into cloud 9, your high arriving quickly. "F-felix I'm– Ah I–" was all you managed to say as you failed miserably at trying to warn him. And with one strong suck on your clit from him your high came crushing upon you. Your juices coated Felix's fingers and mouth and you spasmed on the bed moaning and whining uncontrollably. Felix helped you ride out your orgasm by slowing down his fingers until they came to an eventual stop and his tongue licked against your core very lightly until you whined at him to pull away.

He smiled and moved up your body until your faces were mere centimeters apart. He used his thumb to collect your arousal dripping on his chin and pushed it into his own mouth humming in satisfaction, "You're so delicious angel." he smiled teasingly. You whined at his words and at the sight, bringing your hands up to hide your face. He laughed and brought himself up to lay next to you. You turned towards him confused, "Felix.." You muttered as you slowly turned towards him, chest still panting from your previous orgasm. "Yes love?" He asked also turning to face you, his beautiful smile never leaving his handsome face. "You didnt cum.. actually you never even took it out of your pants." You exclaimed in realization pouting at him, he smiled even more widely at that letting out a chuckle.

"Its okay angel dont worry about me okay? You already came so it's all that matters alright?" He said with that overly sweet smile and you knew it wasnt alright, you knew he wished he could just cum by fucking you and not by his hand; and you did too. "No Felix, I want to help." You said as you raised yourself up and positioned yourself over the rough fabric of the leather. The cold sensation it gave off making shivers run down your spine. Your hands traveled over his heavily clothed erection making sure your touches were feather light, making his breath hitch in his throat and his hips twitch beneath you.

"Fuck dont tease me y/n I'm already painfully turned on and you know that." He panted out, his breaths heavy and voice ruspy from want. You nodded with a small smile knowing you caused this; your ego being boosted over the roof.

Unbuckling his belt you took your time undoing his buttons, wanting to see how long his patient and sweet facade could last before he was completely engulfed by lust and took matters into his own hands. He raised an arm to rest over his face his hooded eyes still fixed on you. His plump bottom lip was caged between his teeth making the already red (from previoys activities) skin a darker shade. His first was clenched and you could tell he was close. Close to giving up the battle between his want: to be as gentle with you as possible and let you take your time and need: to flip you over and fuck the living daylights out of you. His self control was running thin and even though you fed off of his reactions you took pity in him knowing he'd be upset at himself if he lost control. So with that thought in mind you pulled the zipper down revealing the top of his boxers and you felt giddy at the thought of his cock alone. A low groan left his lips as he raised himself up. "That's it I cant take this anymore" he grumbled, his already low voice going an octave lower. He placed both his hands on your waist and flipped you both over so he was standing between your open legs. He got off the bed momentarily to shrug his pants down, the only pieces of clothing separating him from you. "I have you naked and looking Oh so gorgeous right in front of me and I couldnt do anything" he continues to ramble to himself throwing the clothes somewhere inside your bedroom. "Imagine how hard it was having your perfect body all aroused for me like this and I couldn't even take it out of my pants." He said and at this point you werent even listening, your eyes staring at his perfect cock. It was impossibly hard, the tip an angry red color and already oozing precum. "I cant believe I have such a huge effect on you." You held yourself up on your elbows and muttered out and he immediately stopped rambling. "What?" He asked dumbfounded. You glanced up to meet his eyes and back at his dick and back up into his eyes again, this time maintaining eye contact. "I just cant believe that I can make you so hard that you are already dripping precum without a single touch." You repeated, awe obvious in your tone of voice.

Felix smiled and moved on the bed again settling himself between your thighs and pushing you to lay back again, nazzling his nose with yours. "I've already told you you're the most beautiful person in this entire world how could I resist?" He said as he kissed you again. "You know baby, I really love the small talk but i really fucking need to cum." He reminded you and you chuckled as you reached down between your bodies to touch his dick.

Your fingers barely traced the underside of his shaft and he sighed out in content at the small touch. You looked up at him with lust filled eyes, "Why dont you do something about it then?" You challenged and he smirked chuckling slightly. "Your wish, my command." He said and kissed your lips. Balancing his weight on his left arm, his right arm caressed the curve of your breast down to your waist and slid across your stomach to your heat. Rubbing a few circles on your entrance, he tested the waters before grabbing his cock in his hand and guiding it to your pussy replacing his fingers. You could only moan in his mouth, finally feeling his cock on you felt amazing, you couldnt wait for him to do more. Spreading your legs as wide as you possibly could underneath him you pulled back from the kiss catching your breath. "Felix~ please.." you whined, wrapping your arms around his neck and thrusted your naked hips up to meet his equally naked ones. He groaned and repeated the same phrase from earlier "You wish, my command." He kissed you on the lips one last time before finally pushing the head of his cock inside your pussy. You moaned out at the familiar feeling that you hadnt felt for a while, his busy schedule making it harder for the two of you to have any alone time recently.

Kissing along the side of your face his lips drew their path down to your collarbones with blooming hickeys. "F-felix that's so unfair." You intended it to sound more stern but it could only come out as a breathy moan as he worked his way to bottoming out. "What's unfair love?" He asked pulling back from your neck momentarily. "Y-you keep leaving hickeys everywhere and I'll have to cover them to go to work b-but I cant do the same cause e-even if you cover them it's too dangerous with all your f-fans" You moaned and at that moment his balls touched your ass and he stopped moving letting you get accustomed to the stretch his dick offered you. "I-I know how much you love doing that y/n and believe me I do too, but unfortunately that's g-gonna have to wait for my break. I'm all yours then." He said, his voice equally unstable from feeling your tight walls construct against his cock.

"I cant wait then." You said pulling his head down and giving him a long passionate kiss.

"Felix, please move!" After a few moments of kissing that was the first thing that escaped your lips other than silent whimpers. He moaned at the blatant order and started pulling his dick out to the point only the tip remained inside you before slipping it back inside all the way in slow powerful thrusts. You instantly became a moaning mess as your nails dug into his shoulders, the slight pain feeling way too good. "Remeber baby, no marks.." He panted as he kissed your cheek and you nodded your head quickly. "I-i cant help it, you feel so good!" You moaned out and he groaned in return. "I know baby, you're clenching around my dick like crazy" he replied in a breathy voice.

Suddenly a particularly hard thrust had your back arching of the bed and your legs quivering. "Oh my God Felix, right there!" You moaned out as your wrapped your legs around his waist bringing him incredibly closer to you. He moaned at the feeling of reaching even deeper inside you and he did his best to hit that spot that would make your body spasm in pleasure. And boy, he was doing a great job.

You continusly and unconsciously clenched around his length emitting moans and groans out of him. Soon you felt the familiar knot of release in the pit of your stomach and you pulled his upper body even closer to yours so your chests could meet. "I-im cumming Oh my God please Felix dont stop!" You moaned out loudly and he groaned at your words also feeling his release coming closer and closer with every thrust. Suddenly you were cumming around his dick, you're body shaking and your throat aching from moaning so loudly, the intimacy of the situation and the uncontrollable clench around him made him cum inside of you soon after painting your walls white with his essence.

After a couple more thrusts that aided the both of you to ride your highs, he pulled out and let his body fall limb next to yours.

"Fuck baby that was amazing, please dont underestimate yourself." He said basically giving you heart eyes, the after glow on his face making him look even more ethereal. "If it means we get to do this everytime I might do just that." You said with a giggle and he also chuckled and pulled you close to his chest, engulfing you in his warm embrace. "Let's sleep angel, I'm too fucking tired." He said finishing his sentence with a yawn. You nodded against his chest as you pulled the covers over the both of you. "I know baby, you did great today, I'm so proud of you." Referring to both his musical and sexual performances.

And with that you both drifted into a dreamless sleep with only thoughts of each other occupying your minds.

[iwaisuke]

i like you so much, you'll know it

ft. kageyama tobio, semi eita, iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre: fluff (prompts are based off lines of the song)

masterlist

a/n: from the c-drama a love so beautiful :) i wrote this at like 4am so sorry if its crap haha. not proof read either. also, sorry in advance if they're too ooc lol im a mess rn.

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i like your eyes, you look away when you pretend not to care i like the dimples on the corners of the smile that you wear. i like you more the world may know but dont be scared cause im falling deeper baby be prepared.

» today was your first day at karasuno highschool. honestly, you were so scared. that was up until you found out kageyama was going too.

» the two of you had been childhood friends due to each others grandparents knowing the others. you had been with him through his ups and downs. his victories and defeats. almost everything kageyama did, you were there with him.

» actually, you didnt know kageyama was going to karasuno until you walked outside your door to find the raven haired boy in the same school uniform as you

» "tobi? you never told me you were going to karasuno?" giving him a side eyed grin. "i thought you were planning on going to aoba johsai like oikawa senpai and iwaizumi senpai"

» you viewed kageyama as someone who expected others to reach his level in order to be a good match for him. he had a strong head on his shoulders. naturally gifted in volleyball, like everything was given to him on a gold platter. of course, he wasnt perfect and thats where you come in and keep him level headed. helping him understand his faults and weaknesses as well. doing your best to encourage the setter

» he let out a sigh. a slight frown forming on his face. "i didnt get in.." he quietly said. "karasuno has a good volleyball team though and i can feel myself growing here" he stated bodly

» and boy was he right. something about kageyama did changd that day. he usually was so bitter and angry. a very pessimistic look on life if he and others weren't at the top. maybe it was the orange haired boy, hinata, that the setter and you became friends with. and maybe it was his great senpai's who were patient with him and gave him the opportunity to grow

» kageyama started smiling more often. his small unnoticeable dimples showing. he became kinder. softer. and more carefree. he was a growing boy both mentally and physically.

» what you didnt realize was that not only was kageyama changing, you as well, had something changing and growing in your heart.

» but kageyama noticed. oh boy did he really notice, the way you seemed to become happier and livelier by the day. how the stars sparkled in your eyes when you talked about something you enjoyed. the kind of perfume you would wear and how you would tie your hair differently each day. the weird trinkets you just seemed to love that decorated your bag. but most importantly, how much bigger your heart has become, loving everyone and their faults. always encouraging and motivating him and his team.

» was she always like this? he would constantly think to himself. all of a sudden being hyperaware about you... but he would NEVER let you know that, let alone his senpai's. it was just too embarrassing. just thinking about the never ending teasing he'd get from tanaka and noya senpai made him shiver.

» all of these things he felt about you hit kageyama like a truck the day everyone started to wear their winter uniforms.

» picking you up to walk to school together was a normal thing since the two of you lived close, but how was kageyama suppose to do this now when you're standing in front of him. thigh high socks to keep your legs warm, an oversized jacket that you had borrowed from him a while back you forgot to return. white mittens to cover your cold hands and the slight blush on your face from the wind chill.

» "does it look weird?" you shyly asked. kageyama was silent. "ah.. give me a second. I'll go back in and change real qui-"

» kageyama tugged on your hand. "its fine. lets just go to school or we'll be late." refusing to look you in the eyes. heat rising to your cheeks as tobio dragged you along with him.

» your feelings for the setter had blossomed over the past few months. falling deeper and deeper into him, and at this point you felt like you couldnt hide it anymore. you just had to tell him. tell him all the wonderful things he's done. the way he's grown and how much he means to you.

» "tobi..." your soft voice spilling out. eyes closed, the fog of your breath coming out as you exhaled. "i lik-"

» you felt something wrap around your neck. "wait y/n..." kageyama spoke, interrupting what you were about to say. not gonna lie, you felt like your heart was about to be shattered like ice eventhough kageyama continued to wrap his scarf around your neck.

» "dont say it..." he quietly said as he began to walk forward without you.

» ah... is this what rejection feels like? i didnt even get to say it properly... your hands felt colder now that kageyama wasnt holding them anymore.

» he took a quick glance back at you. blush on his cheeks. "be prepared because i want to be the one to tell you first."

i like the way you try so hard when you play ball with your friends. i like the way you hit the notes in every song you're shinnin' i love the little things like when you're unaware, i catch you steal a glance and smile so perfectly

» semi eita, your 3 year heart throb from the moment he first spoke to you.

» at first, you had suppressed these feelings, telling yourself he would never look at you the same way. but something about the blonde tsundere struck a chord in your heart that you just couldn't forget.

» the two of you ended up becoming friends. closer than you had actually imagined within these past 3 years. doing everyday life with you. waking up and saving you a spot at breakfast. helping you with your studies in exchange for being his workout buddy and motivator.

» semi kept his tabs on you. your likes and dislikes. the things that made you smile and the things that made you groan in disgust, but he would never let you know that.

» to semi, you were his breath of fresh air. the song he has on repeat everyday. the kind of person who would keep him on his toes. in a good way of course

» "oi what are you daydreaming of this time?" semi asked as you zoned out while drinking your carton of strawberry milk. "hm? oh nothin. just thinkin about whats in store for us today!" reaching your arms above your head letting out a stretch. "i just know for a fact. today is gonna be a good day." semi chuckled at your optimistic claim. "how do you know for sure?" "i dont know how. i just do" you replied with a smile on your face.

» today, shiratorizawa had a practice match with aoba johsai and today, eita was picked to be in the starting line up. the pure joy that radiated from his body. maybe today was a really good day just like how you had said.

» semi took a quick glance up into the stands, you gave him a thumbs up and wished him good luck. his smile was brighter than you had ever seen it and his eyes shined like stars. he always told you that whatever chance he got on the court, he would be sure to not let his team down no matter what. he was in his zone. playing his best and sure enough, they had won all 3 matches.

» after practice, semi and you would hang out at his dorm afterwards. he liked to show you all the new songs he was working on. whether it was a cover or a song or a song he was writing on his own.

» the two of you leaned against the wall as you sat on semi's bed. his sheet music all sprawled out before him on his bed sheets. guitar in his arms and you beside him.

» "what are you working on semi?" "a song" "well obviously dum dum" you laughed, reaching out for a paper in front.

» "so who's the special lady?" you teased him as you read the lyrics. deep down inside you could only wish these words were meant for you. a blush formed on eita's face. "just... shut up about it... its not ready yet"

» it was getting late and falling asleep at semi's place was a normal occurrence at this point. your eyes became heavy and your head started bobbing.

» "sleepy?" eita asked as he noticed your eyes drooping. "mhm. sing for me semi? please?" his voice was so soft like a mothers touch yet somehow had the power to pierce through your soul sometimes. although, it never failed to help you fall asleep when you needed it.

» hesitantly, semi started humming. softly speaking some lyrics here and there. you didnt know where the tune was from so you listened the best you could.

» "... till the last of snow dissapears ... till a rainy day, becomes clear. never knew a love like this, now i can't let go..."

» your eyes had closed. slumber taking over you as you fell onto semi's shoulder.

» "im in love with you... and now you know..."

» yeah. today was a good day. just like you said it was going to be.

in a world devoid of life, you bring color. in your eyes i see the light, my future. always and forever i know i cant let you go. im in love with you and now you know

» to iwaizumi, unlike volleyball, oikawa, maki, mattsun, school, anything life threw at him; you were the thing in his life that was constant yet at the same time a whirlwind of new beginnings. not in a bad way though.

» ever since you were kids, you showed iwaizumi the beauty in things he would have never guessed had. he was bold and tended to look over things without giving them much thought. his eyes straight ahead to the trials before him. you on the other hand, stopped him and slowed him down from rushing into them blindly.

» "every moment is precious. you should learn to cherish it because you never know when it's gonna be your last" you always said

» your views of the world were beautiful compared to how cruel it actually was. naivety maybe? or maybe it was just because you were blessed with a kind soul.

» iwaizumi always knew he had feelings for you. you had been with him through thick and thin. he could depend on you and you could depend on him. in his eyes, you were the most beautiful person on earth. deep down he had hoped the two of you could stay like that forever. nothing could ever change that.

» or so he thought...

» "iwa chan~ you owe me a meat bun" oikawa whined as the group of friends were walking to the gym for volleyball practice. "shut up crappykawa. i already bought you one last week" "oi isn't that y/n over there?" maki said, shaking iwaizumi's shoulder.

» sure enough it was you. apparently you had told iwaizumi to go ahead of you today because you had something to take care of in the afternoon. telling him you'd meet up with him after practice was over. not thinking much of it, he bid you a farewell and went on in his day.

» "oooou by the looks of it, this is the perfect confession scene" mattsun teased. "oi stop messing around" iwaizumi's voice hoarse. not gonna lie, iwaizumi felt his heart drop when mattsun said that

» the 4 boys crept closer to see what was going on.

» there you were, standing in the middle of a classroom with a black haired boy. "mhm. definitely a confession." oikawa stated. "shut up tooru we cant hear" maki retorted.

» you weren't considered popular in school but that didnt mean people didnt know who you were. iwaizumi knew you were gorgeous and on top of that, smart, kind and one of the sweetest girls, so it was only natural that people would be drawn to you.

» they watched as the boy got closer and closer to you. voices barely being audible to the 4 boys outside. iwaizumi's heart could bear to see this right before his eyes.

» without even thinking, his feet moving on his own, iwaizumi barged into the room. all eyes towards him.

» "iwa what are you-" without letting you finish, iwa dragged you out of the classroom. "iwa where are you taking me" asking him as he took you to who knows where, leading you up the stairs of the school.

» up on the roof, he finally let go. "sorry..." he mumbled.

» "sorry for what iwa?" "for ruining that confession... i just-"

» "you just...-?"

» "i just love you ok?!"

» your heart shook at the resonance of his voice. iwa liked you? he liked you back?! wait no- he loved you.

» you had loved iwaizumi from the moment you met him and as the two of you grew up, your love for him only grew deeper. he was the only one you'd ever look at. the only one who would ever cross your mind. you had hoped he felt the same about you but he was always so busy with other things you only felt like you would be able to support him on the sidelines as he faced the world head on like he always does.

» just being in iwaizumi's presence was enough for you. no need to be greedier, you thought. its good to be content with what you have, but just knowing that he shares the same feelings... its ok to be a little greedy right?

» your silence being louder than it should have been, iwaizumi took it the wrong way. "look I know this isn't the greatest confession. heck it's not even the way I wanted to confess to you, and get it if you like that other guy, you don't have to-"

» shuting him up with a kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. needless to say, he was shocked, but embraced you as well.

» "you're overthinking too much iwa. that's so unlike you" you chuckled. his face bright red at the previous actions.

» "i love you. I've loved you for a long time actually. every single second. every moment we've shared. i cant picture myself with anyone but you hajime."

» iwa let out a sigh of relief. a smile being brought back onto his face. "good because all I know is that i cant let you go. in the past, present and even in the future...."

» the blue sky slowly changing into shades of coral warmed your heart even more on top of his sweet words that you've always longed to hear.

» "im in love with you, and now you know"

-» ˚⸙͎۪۫⋆

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[leossmoonn]

Mornings With You [Klaus Mikaelson]

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pairing - klaus mikaelson x gn!soft-ish!reader (basically didnt put any pronouns and physical descriptions, but i usually dont do that anyways lol)

type - fluff

note - request was: "hey can you do a long fluff with klaus mikaelson<3"

summary - you have a lovely, very fluffy morning with Klaus :))

warnings - none :)

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White light from the sun streamed through the window and curtains. The light landed on the blue bed sheets and onto your face. You felt the warm rays on your forehead and opened your eyes, blinking rapidly to get your eyes used to the brightness. 

You shifted in the bed and yawned, stretching your whole body and sighing. You turned around fully and was met with your boyfriend’s sleeping face. He looked so peaceful. 

You smiled and put your hand up to his cheek, feeling over the stubble on his cheek and his soft skin. You admired his pink, plump lips and messy, dirty-blond hair. You ran your fingers through his hair, swirling strands in-between your fingers. He looked so handsome and hot, even in his sleep.

Klaus stirred in his sleep, waking up from your soft touch. He loved it, though. 

A small smile formed on his lips are he gained more consciousness. He opened his eyes and saw you staring at his lips, to which he chuckled too.

“You can kiss them if you want to,” Klaus said.

You smiled and scooted closer to him. You put your lips on his gently, kissing him tenderly. Klaus put his hand on your back, pulling you in even closer. You rolled on top of him, straddling his waist. You ran your fingers through his hair, messing it up even more. Klaus put his hands on your waist and under your shirt, massaging your skin.

You pulled away to take a breath, sitting back on Klaus’s legs. 

“What a lovely way to start the day,” he smiled. 

“Agreed,” you said and interlocked your hands with his. “What are you gonna do today?”

“I’m thinking about visiting the Salvatore boys. I want to see if I can get the white oak stakes from them,” Klaus answered.

You nodded, drawing patterns on his hands. “Spend the morning with me?”

“Of course. What do you want for breakfast today, love?” Klaus asked. 

“Mm,” you hummed, thinking of an answer. “Chocolate chip waffles sound good.” “Sounds good. I’ll make some,” he said.

“Great! I’m going to take a shower first. Wanna join me?” You asked. 

“What kind of question is that? Of course I do,” Klaus smiled. 

You giggled and before you could roll off of Klaus, he got up and carried you into the shower using his vampire speed. You yelped out of surprise. 

He took off both your clothes, turned on the shower, and pushed you two into the lukewarm water. 

“Klaus!” You screeched as cold water hit your back. 

Klaus put on a goofy smile, to which you responded by splashing water at him. Klaus laughed and pushed your body fully into the running water. You grabbed his bicep, taking him with you. You two shared a passionate, sweet kiss under the water before grabbing soap. 

You took a sponge and body wash and lathered up Klaus. You reached on your tip toes to get his face. You gave him a quick kiss before putting shampoo in your hand. 

You put your hands up to his hair, massaging his scalp. Klaus moaned at the sensation and you smiled. You then did the same with the conditioner. He rinsed off his hair before returning the favor to you. 

He took soap in his hands and managed your body. He started with your neck, then shoulders, your arms, sides, stomach, your legs, and feet. The full-body massage felt good and you found yourself leaned into him, and closing your eyes in content. 

He paid good attention to your shoulders, knowing you often had lots of stress there from worrying about him and his shenanigans.

He then went to shampoo and condition your hair. He massaged your scalp nicely, easing your mind and body. You rinsed your hair out and cleaned the rest of your body.

Klaus turned off the shower and you two dried off, and got ready for the day.

You put on a pair of jeans and one of Klaus’s shirts. You and him went downstairs to make breakfast together. You got out the waffle mix, chocolate chips, milk, and eggs. 

You started with measuring the flour and putting in a large mixing bowl and cracking two eggs. While you were mixing them together, Klaus decided to take a handful of flour and throw it on your hair. 

You gasped, “Klaus! We just showered!”

“Looks like you’ll have to take another,” he smiled mischievously.

You bit back a laugh and took an egg and cracked it on his head. 

“Y/n!” Klaus laughed as egg yolk dripped down to his shoulder. 

“Looks like you have to take a shower, too,” you teased.

Klaus took another handful of flour and threw it at your face. You shrieked and grabbed a handful of flour and threw it at his face, too. He grabbed an egg and before he could crack it on you, you tackled him and the egg fell on the floor. You straddled his waist and pinned his arms down. 

“If you crack that egg on my head, I will hide all the blood bags for weeks,” you said. 

Klaus frowned at you, but used his strength to flip you two over. Your heart started to race at our close he was. Your skin tingled from his touch. He leaned down to your ear. 

“You fail to realize that human are also blood bags, and you can’t hide them from me,” Klaus smirked. 

You rolled your eyes, accepting your defeat. “Yeah, yeah. But if you crack that egg on my head, I will shun you forever.”

Now it was Klaus’s turn to accept defeat. “Fine, fine. I would hate if you shuned me. I can’t spend a day without you.”

You blushed, “More like you can’t spend a day without attention.”

Klaus gasped and put his hand on his heart. “You have hurt me deeply, Y/n.”

“Sucks to suck,” you stuck your tongue out and wiggled out from underneath him. 

Klaus smiled and got up with you. You two finished your waffles, dancing around the kitchen while doing so. You two made your breakfast and sat on the couch to eat. You sat on Klaus’s lap, snuggling into him while eating. 

“I love you,” Klaus said.

You smiled and looked up at him. “I love you, too. Mornings with you like these are my favorite. I hope they never end.”

Klaus set a kiss on your forehead. “They never will, love. Trust me.”

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Say something happened idk what but like Y/n couldn't be with michael at the moment say she was visiting somewhere or something. How would their facetime be like?

michael will be so grumpy and annoyed that youre gone

your absense will be so obvious in his life, even if he’s just being overdramatic because its only a couple of days/a week/whatever

he just misses you a lot, misses waking up next to you, touching you, spending time with you

but you facetime everyday

which makes it as tolerable as it can be

i mean if it were up to him he’d facetime you all day everyday

but you restrict it to only at the end of the day so you can both get your things done throughout the day

which for him really just means wasting the day until he finally gets his time with you

but when that time comes, he does not let any distractions, he is very serious about his time alone with you even if only over the phone

and while seeing your face again makes his entire day

it’s never enough, he’ll still have to go to sleep without your warmth next to him

which is why he usually likes to fall asleep with you on the call lol

but he takes what he can get

as soon as you’re on the call and your face pops up, when you give him that heartwarming smile of yours “hi, mikey.”

his entire body sways at seeing his love again but at the same time it just makes him miss you so much more

you’re so close, visually but so far away

you would usually sit on your hotel/childhood bed and fold your knees up to your chest with your phone in your hand against them as you talked to him

only enough for him to see from your collarbone to your face

and he’d be laying on his bed with his phone held over his head so you could see his face

and he’d listen while you ranted about how your day was

maybe really half listening to the plot but he missed your voice throughout the day so he was really just soaking it in

how you managed to be excited about the littlest things if you had a good day

the way your face was so bright and beautiful as always, your big eyes showing your excitement

he’d laugh and smile, tease you whenever you told him something embarrassing had happened and watch delighted as you stammered and blushed

or if you had a bad day, he would watch your sad expression and have a yearning to hold you in his arms, prevent any tear from streaming down your face

also a bit of a yearning to get on a car/plane and get rid of everything that upset you

he was very mad he couldn’t physically be there for you but he did what he could just letting you let out your feelings

if you ever tried to cut yourself off because you thought you were talking too much or ask him about his day

he’d almost be frustrated because you never annoyed him and he wanted to hear you more, your voice, even if it was the most boring story he physically would never tolerate if anyone else had been saying it

“how was your day, bubs?”

“boring.”

“…michael” cue your eyeroll and lecture

but he would always let up and tell you what he did today, how the house and ashton were doing, things like that

you were really the one that spoke and were more animated but that was just your normal dynamic with him

sometimes you were excited about a particular thing that was going to happen or you had a great day so you would model for him your clothing option for the next day

like you would set your phone down to give him a good view then you’d show him your full outfit

“so i was thinking of wearing this dress but i don’t know if this yellow one would be better. what do you think?”

and he literally didn’t know the first thing about fashion, especially when you looked good in everything you wore

but he couldn’t deny you, even when it was so out of his personality, so he’d always chuckle and give a general “i think it looks good” but with a smile that made you weak to your knees so you knew that you would definitely wear it and send him pictures of you in it the next day so he could see you

(which is what you did everyday really, you’d always send him pictures of your trip or just you with your outfit of the day

it was one of the parts of his day that he anticipated the most even though he nearly never answered you and just commented on it during your facetime call at the end of the day briefly

“you looked pretty today.”

so you were never really sure if he wanted you to keep sending them but thank goodness you did)

or when you were telling him about your day and what you did and his snide little comments told you exactly how you felt

“it was a hard day.”

“it wouldn’t have been if you were here instead.”

to which you would giggle knowingly and give him the most loving smile that he had been missing

“i know mikey, i miss you too.”

to which he would smile

the smile he only ever gave to you

it was his way of saying he missed you without ever really saying it.

but then in would come the same question he asked every single time he talked to you

“when are you coming home?”

he tried not to sound whiny but he always did

he was constantly counting down the days for you to be home

because there was only so much patience he could have and it was starting to feel like the trip had stolen his girlfriend and he was this close to wrestling you back.

and you would always tell him a few days and he would always huff

your conversations were mundane but it brought a bit of your normal everyday life when both of you felt kind of out of wack without each other

sometimes you were tired and michael forced you to hang up even if you didnt want to so you can rest

always always ending with an “i love you."

other times you laid on your side on the bed as michael did the same, both of your phones extended in your hands on the other side of the bed so it seemed like you were in each others bed

and you’d go to sleep like that

just whispering about random things until you both closed your eyes and dozed off

nsfw because i’m a whore with no self control 😔🤚🏼

you guys really were always all over each other, esp michael who had no restraint

so being away from you for more than a few days was more than a little frustrating

sometimes it would be you

you’d be squirming all day with thoughts of him and finally seeing him even if through a screen would have you whimpering for him almost without any other introduction

he would always understand and give you what you need without explanations needed

but most times it would be him

you’d answer his call with the same innocent, happy smile you always had on

he’d be quieter than normal, almost looking mad (frustrated is the better word) but you figured he had a bad day and talked much more to compensate

and he’d listen to you, not cutting you off.

mumbling “hm..” at appropriate times

but he was a lot closer to the camera than usual, watching you carefully, taking you all in, only one of his hands was in frame and the other seemed like it was moving

it wasnt until you paused that you heard it

a sort of ’slick’ing sound that you knew a little too well

“mikey?"

“keep talking.”

he was getting off on your voice, loved the how sweet and oblivious your words were, how much you missed him, how good your day was

could imagine your voice crying out for him like you always did

plus you were so pretty, he could get himself off with just your face and the pretty dress you were wearing

then he’d pull the phone back and show you exactly what you had been suspecting

his hard cock was out, being stroked slowly and lazily by his hand as he had been doing since the moment you had picked up

“miss you so much, little one. couldn’t think of anything else today except you bouncing on my cock like the good girl you are. i’m so fucking hard”

he was so big, like always and you could almost drool at the sight of him, clenching around absolutely nothing as you imagined being filled up by him, him spoiling you with his cock like he usually did

and seeing you blush and seem so mesmerized, equally as turned on as him then made him just fuck his fist faster, tighten his fist to mimic your tightness

and he’d direct you to tell you what to do, tell you how to touch yourself

he made sure he could see every part of you, your legs spread for the camera and him showing everything he’d been fantasizing about for so long

it’d honestly be so frustrating just as much as it was hot for him

because he was visibly seeing what he wished was with him right then but he couldnt touch you

but seeing his innocent little girlfriend touching herself for him was enough for him to stroke himself faster

especially at the thought of you either being at a hotel or at your parents house, so close to others, so easy for anyone to overhear the good girl they saw going in, shy and sweet, but none of that registers in your mind because youre michael’s whore that would do anything to be fucked dumb by your big, bad boyfriend

he’d listen to your small breathy moans and whimpers, honestly getting even more painfully hard at your sounds

sometimes your tongue would be out, expectantly like it usually was when he was above you, awaiting his spit

biting your lip as you tried to keep your eyes open to watch him getting himself off but sometimes you had to throw your head back as you imagined his fingers instead of yours stretching you out, his big body overpowering yours

your hips would be grinding pathetically agaisnt your hand without even realizing it

“daddy, d-daddydaddy!"

but michael saw all of it, groans and curse words leaving his mouth as he took you in entirely

your slim fingers rubbing your little clit, your blush as you tried your best to mimic all the things he usually did to you with your fingers

although nothing comparing to his much bigger hand that could cup your entire cunt with his palm and his thick, long fingers that could fill you up and hit all your best spots

leaving you more than a little whiny in frustration

spreading your folds to the camera so he can see your tight, drooling hole. a show just for him.

and it was better than any porn he’d ever watched

especially because the girl he was watching was HIS

he imagined your smaller hand wrapping around his dick, your wide eyes looking up at him from down on your knees, head bobbing on his cock, tears in your eyes

he’d be giving you the most degrading praises he could, they would just fall from his lips

“that’s right, play with yourself for me, dirty girl.”

“fuck just a few days without me and you’re already a cockhungry slut aren’t you?”

he’d tell you what he wants to do to you, what he’d do if he were there

“i’d stretch you open so good, little one”

“i want to have you crying on my cock”

“rub your cunt faster, just how I would. pinch your clit”

he’d have your small body bent over, face pushed into the bed and dress bunched on your hips, plowing you from behind (especially with how blue balled he’d be for so long without you) and he’d tell you as much

you were so wet, the wetness practically dripping from your hand and the sound loud for michael’s ears which did not help his desperate want to actually feel you

normally you couldnt get off by yourself, but knowing your boyfriend was watching, that he was getting off on you and the fact that he was the one controlling your movements, you did cum on your own fingers

“show me”

you’d blush but shyly obey him, something that filled him with so much pleasure - always so submissive for him, and brought your phone closer to show him your messy cunt

and michael, jacking off and thrusting against his fist

grunts, groans and some low growls

“fuckfuckfuck”

cumming right after you, all over his stomach, his head being thrown back at the pleasure

and the sight had you already writhing and grinding against the mattress under you, wanting more

wanting him and wanting his cum in you

“good fucking girl”

he wasnt used to getting himself off, didn’t need to with you around, and normally didnt like it but with your help, it felt so good

but he wanted the real thing, could only go so long without fucking his sweet little girlfriend who he was so weak over

and you wanted the same

[hearteyesbowen]

hiii! there’s this trend going on where if someone’s boyfriend is on a zoom class or playing on the ps4 their girlfriend flashes them and i thought it would be a cool idea to write what would happen if joshs girlfriend flashed him while he was on live and he get flustered and ends it to hang out w her if you know what i meannnn!! thank youu ur amazing

attention ☆ joshua bassett

how else is y/n going to get the attention of her boyfriend?

warnings: swearing , suggestive fluff

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“On my left, on my left!”

“No, no no!”

“Shit!”

Come over, he said.

It’ll be fun, he said.

We’re going to spend the whole day together, he said.

Bullshit, you said.

You could have done something else today, something more productive. Study for the tests you would have and inevitably fail the next week, maybe work out like you said you would this past New Year’s, clean your room from the mess you made while looking for your charger. Today could have been a productive day.

That said, you were never one to back up from being with your boyfriend. His schedule was pretty hectic with all the filming, interviews, and whatever it is that celebrities do, you didn’t pay much attention anyways. So when your usually busy boyfriend offers to hang out with you on one of his free days, it’s a steal.

Then he got an invite to play some video game with Matt and Larry. Then he asked if he could play a quick round, It would only be five minutes, babe. Then that one round turned into two, then five, then he doesn’t realize he has been playing for nearly an hour. Then you’re lying down on his bed behind him as he plays, and wonder if this was worth the procrastination you could have done at home. The answer is no.

You huff, staring at the ceiling above you, hoping there was something more interesting on the walls than hearing Josh laugh as he gets another shot in. Your legs dangle off the side of his bed while you lay on your back, strands of hair in various directions over your face.

“Josh?” You groan, tugging the hem of shirt and seeing a little bit of his back.

“Fuck off!” He screamed, smashing the buttons of his controller angrily.

Surprised, you sat up, making him turn his head. He gave you a quick look, pushing his headset away from his ears slightly so he could hear you better.

“Did you say something, babe?”

“I thought today would be just us, not us and your friends screaming at each other.”

He didnt respond for a few seconds, not until he was shot down and the round ended, erupting more profanities leaving his lips, and his controller leaving his hand.

“I’m sorry, what did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” He picked up his controller and fixed his headset, waiting for his match to start in 30 seconds.

“Are you going to give me any attention today? Or should I just go home?”

His head shot back towards you, eyebrows furrowed. “Already? Ok, I’ll just do one more round. Then we can watch a movie later.”

Without another word, he whipped his head back to the tv. You rolled your eyes, fixing your messy hair. Reaching for your phone beside you, you decide to scroll through your Twitter. Endless tweets from friends, celebrities you follow, and ads from various brands. Then a certain tweet caught your eye, retweeted by one of your hometown friends:

when your boyfriend won’t give you any attention 😂😂

Followed by a video from Tiktok, which was a girl recording her boyfriend in a similar situation as Josh, and from what you could assume, she was naked, which immediately caught the eyes of her boyfriend.

As if a lightbulb popped up from above your head, you smirked. You might as well give it a shot, he said one more round 20 rounds ago. Maybe you wouldn’t just completely strip in front of your boyfriend, let’s take some baby steps.

You stood up, stretched out your arms and back a little, and scanned the room. Josh’s desk was right next to his tv, so you thought that would be the perfect place for your little plan. Before making your way to the table, you unclip your bra from under your shirt, the tight feeling around your chest being relieved. You toss your bra on his bed, Josh not even noticing what you’re doing.

Casually striding to his desk, you lean against the counter, hands on the surface. The shirt you were wearing was a bit oversized, so your chest wasn’t as visible. You stare at Josh for a few seconds, wondering if he would even give you a glance. Of course, nothing.

Alright, initiating plan now.

“It’s a bit hot today, isn’t it?” You asked, changing your voice to sound more innocent compared to the annoyance you had earlier.

His eyes stay glued to the screen, his tongue caught in between his teeth. How dare he look so hot right now.

“Yeah, a little.” He mumbled.

You grab your shirt’s collar and start to fan it against yourself, hopefully making him look at you. You play with your hair, fluffing it out to make it look fanned, overall just trying to make yourself look as appealing as possible right now.

Still, no response.

Step two, here we go.

“It’s super hot right now, could we turn on a fan or something?”

You proceed to lift up your shirt over your head, throwing it across the room. You play with your hair more, looking anywhere around the room but him.

That was when he noticed. At first, it was a harmless peek as to what you were doing, then he took a second glance to fully notice you. His mouth hung open and his eyes widened, and suddenly nothing else mattered. Not the video game going on in front of him, not his friends’ muffled yells through his headphones, not even the fact that his character died seconds after he averted his eyes away from the screen. Just the way you looked, whether or not you had a shirt on, it was like the first time you met all over again.

When you looked his way, you couldn’t help but giggle at his red face. What else could you have done to get him away from that controller?

You looked him up and down and smiled, sending him a wink before you looked away.

“Yeah, uhm, guys? I have to go now, see ya.”

He ripped off his headset, turned off the tv, and left his controller on top of his console before practically running to you. He held your waist, his warms hands coming into contact with your cold skin as he stood in front of you. His face stayed the same since he first saw you, making you hold in your laughter.

“Wow, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered in awe, taking in all of you.

“I would hope so, seems like this is the only way for me to get you to notice me.”

“I’m sorry, no more video games when it’s an ‘us’ day, promise.”

You leaned up to gently press your lips against his, holding his cheeks in your hands. He smiled against your lips, and pulled away. His lips grazed your cheeks, leaving small kisses from your cheek to your ear.

“Why don’t I make it up to you, would you like that?”

His lips then trailed down your neck, painfully slow. Each kiss lingered even longer, his path stopping at your collarbone. He looked up at you with a smirk, noticing you nod rapidly. He moved up, kissing along your jaw and lightly sucking right by your ear, making a soft moan leave your lips.

“You said it was hot earlier,” He started, kissing your lips quickly.

His hands traveled down to under thighs as he effortlessly picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his torso, your hands around his neck.

“You better get used to it, because it’s about to get a lot hotter.”

“You’re so stupid.” You laugh.

“Did you expect anything else from me?”

A/N - this is a really late one , im so sorry to whoever requested this . but i hope u like it, it was fun to write (: this is also somewhat unedited so bear with me . also also i passed my drivers test so watch out road , im now a danger to society (; anyways love y’all xx

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[soulwillower]

crush culture • richie tozier

(richie tozier x reader)

requested: fic where Richie and reader have been best friends since kindergarten, and have always had feelings for eachother secretly, until one day richie gets a girlfriend (just to take his mind off her), and the reader gets jealous and distances herself from him? he obviously gets upset by this- and things go on from there? sorry if it’s too specific! love u!

warnings: swearing, brief mentions of death, fighting, mentions of an abusive relationship, intentionally pissing off richie, a bit of angst, richie is an oblivious idiot, but reader is MUCH more of an idiot, like dude lmao, but i think that’s it, unedited tho

this isn’t rly based off crush culture, but i took the title from conan gray’s song :)  

[losers + reader are 18+ in this!!!]

3.8k words L O L :))

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you swear to god, you’re getting sick. that’s what this was, for sure.

it started about a month ago, when you started to get headaches and terrible hollow feelings in your stomach. it happened everywhere - in the line for coffee, in class, driving home from school, at the dinner table. but it got a hundred times worse at night and then seemed to triple in force every morning when you woke.

and it all came at you some time after richie announced he had a new girlfriend.

you were really sick the few days after that, enough that you stayed home from school and laid in bed, the pit in your stomach sinking. it didnt take long for you to realize how bad richie’s girlfriend was - she treated him like a dog, like he embarrassed her - and he didn’t even seem to mind. he just brushed off every offhand comment, rolled his eyes with a grin when she told him she didn’t want to see his friends or when she told him to stop talking. 

he still seemed to like her, anyways. and that thought made your stomach convulse.

so then you had to distance yourself from richie because it hurt you to see him with her. it hurt you to see him with someone who didn’t treat him like the incredible person he was. 

so yeah.

you say you’re sick, but you know that’s not really true. it’s easier than accepting reality at this point, though, so you spew this nonsense (to yourself, mostly) in order to justify ignoring your best friend of nearly a decade because christ, he is becoming unbearable.

like the other day, at lunch while you were all sitting in the courtyard. it was your first time eating with them again after almost a week and a half, as you’d been eating alone in your car recently to avoid richie. “rich, why’d you take off the nail polish?” bev asked, out of the blue, sounding disappointed as she grabbed his free hand and examined it.

he blew smoke out of his mouth slowly and you had forced yourself to look away, the sight of richie doing nearly anything these days being pretty dangerous for you. it also made you sigh a bit - you knew he only smoked at lunch now, since his girlfriend hated it.

“don’t want my paws to be prettier than y/n’s when we hold hands.” he had joked, wagging an eyebrow at you. you’d shook your head and looked to the ground in lew of a real response, just as you had been doing a lot recently.

you'd missed richie’s frown at your reaction, but you did catch his next statement as it was added on, “nah, actually it’s because the ol’ G-F didn’t like it. thought it looked too girly.”

you, stan, bev, and mike all stopped chewing to look at richie, in varying stages of bewilderment. you'd cleared your throat quickly but decided against speaking up just as richie’s phone started to ring. he’d answered it nearly immediately, the enthusiasm of which made you feel like you’re going to be sick again - because richie never answers your calls until the last possible minute.

god, jealousy is a fucking disease.

“hey, sugar.” he had purred suavely into the phone and for some reason, hearing him call someone else sugar had you abruptly rising, gathering your things and nearly running off to put as much distance between you and four-eyes as you possibly could, because you’re not sure how much more you could take.

after that, you were absolutely sure it was just pure denial on your part.

as far as you could tell, richie wasn't noticing too much. he still phoned your house every day, just to be met with your mother telling him you 'weren't available,' and then he'd call your own phone, which you'd let buzz itself into a dark hole on your bedside table while you stared at it solemnly, guilt heavy on your mind as he left voicemail after voicemail. 

he doesn't deserve it, you think as you open the doors to the school library, backpack on your shoulders. but you can't help it. you're not his girlfriend, and you're not mature enough to accept that with any ounce of elegance so instead you just ignore him all together. at least you're self-aware, right? that ought to count for something.

you shake your head just as a voice catches your attention, “well look who decided to show up!”

richie's sitting at the usual study table in the very back corner of the library, a spot tucked away by rows upon rows of dusty books and an alcove of couches. bill sits at the head of the table, scribbling his chicken scratch handwriting onto graph paper, mike next to richie with a textbook spread out flat. across from mike is stan, writing out his statistics work. 

all three of them wave at you before going back to their work, whereas richie just watches you expectantly. his feet are kicked up on the table, textbook balanced on his lap as he hovers on two leg chairs. his smile is as blinding as always, a dimple faint on his left cheek and full eyebrows raised in jest. his curls frame his face perfectly and you want to scream.

but you take your seat next to stan with a tight lipped smile, not really sure how to respond to richie. are you even allowed to be flirty with him like you used to? he still does it on the rare occasions when you do see each other - but that itself is the issue, you figure. his flirting is just a joke, a tiff from one friend to another. but you can't see him as just a friend, and that’s unfair to him.

so you stay quiet, which makes it infinitely more awkward.

richie clears his throat and you pull out your work with an awkward expression, the minutes slowly churning by in what has to be the quietest hangout with the Losers yet.

you feel the tension building in your body and in the air, and you're not sure what's wrong with you or why you have so much resentment towards richie in this moment, because he's not done one single thing to offend anyone in the last ten minutes.

then richie's phone rings suddenly and mike jumps a bit as he's startled out of the passage he's reading. you all look down to richie's screen, where his girlfriend's name blares up at you and all you can feel is white hot jealousy coursing through your body.

richie looks half way exhausted and annoyed at the call, which you find extremely odd and out of character, not to mention persistently frustrating.

as you all stare at the phone, the tension in the room stretches tighter and tighter, like a rubber band and you can't breathe -

"uh, why is she calling you?" mike asks, as if this was something that was forbidden or shocking in any way, and for some reason, that is finally it.

the rubber band snaps.

"how could you forget, mike? they're in love!" you say with mock enthusiasm. 

bill shoots you an alarmed look that you probably should read into or at least consider for a moment, but instead you're looking directly at richie, as if challenging him.

he blinks at you and clenches his jaw, "she and i haven't really been... talking recently." richie says lightly, shooting a glance to mike.

“well then maybe you’re just not right for each other.” you quip, the blood boiling in your veins. richie's eyes snap to you and you see the fire behind them as he suddenly breaks.

“sorry, did i miss the divine intervention when god floated down on a cloud of marshmallows and deemed you expert in relationships?” he says abruptly, making your eyes widen at his outburst. he continues, “because last time i checked, you’re a bit of a failure in that department. so i don't need some jealous, disappearing-act wannabe criticizing my life when she's barely even in it.” he seethes. it’s near quiet in the library anyways, but his words seem to silence the entire town.

with a quick glance to your right, stan and bill sharing an uncomfortable look, and mike is staring down intently at his work with wide eyes.

you want to die.

does richie know? has he known this whole time that you're just deeply, painfully head over heels for him? 

"i'm so sick of your bullshit. maybe you're jealous because you want what i had, but you’re being really fucking rude."

you nearly cry. or scream.

“criticism doesnt equal jealousy, okay?” you spit without thinking, immediately regretting even opening your mouth. you're so intent on covering for yourself, you don't even take into account the phrasing he'd used when referring to his girlfriend, instead fighting with richie in order to keep your secret from him.  

this is not how you’d intended today to go. he stares at you, eyebrows furrowed in a way that almost makes you keel over in sadness, the guilt of the situation falling too heavily on your shoulders and crushing you.

it’s tranquilizing to see him like this -  he's fuming, but he's also got bright, glistening eyes which you think may be filling up with tears.

“i didn’t really ask for your input, though.” he mutters, cheeks reddening as tears definitely well in his eyes behind his lenses. “you can’t just ignore me at your every whim just to come right back and tell me what's good for me.”

you blink, shaking your head quickly, deciding to back off. now is not the time to fight, especially when you know he’s right. you had no idea it was hurting him like this. "richie, i... i just wanted-" you gape at him, extremely embarrassed.

“-i don’t fucking care what you wanted, y/n.” richie says sharply, causing you to shut your mouth so quick your jaw clicks in the silence. clearly, even the other boys are perturbed by richie’s actions and everyone’s staring down in silence at their homework.

it’s quiet like that for a few minutes, the tension so thick that you’d need a jackhammer just to chip away at it. but stan rummages through his bag suddenly, pulling out two painkillers and dry swallowing them. you don't look at anyone else, your stomach hollow and your heart thumping so hard in your chest you think you may explode.

"d-do you have a headache?" bill asks, looking at stan with concern. the sudden voice causes you to perk up, head flowing with humiliation at the fight you and richie had just had in front of your friends.

“yeah, but it’s not that bad. i guess i’m used to it.” stan says, pen between his teeth.

“just because you’re used to something doesn’t make it any less unhealthy for you.” you say louder than necessary, your mouth suddenly deciding to speak without consulting your brain. 

the glare of pure frustration that richie throws you pierces your lungs and suddenly makes you feel lightheaded. 

your pettiness doesn’t go unresponsive, of course, and mike sighs into his hands, standing up to gather his things. "alright. i can't study when you two are like this. i'll see you guys later."

richie sighs quietly and bill and stan mumble good-bye's. the library goes back to quiet for maybe three more minutes, until you see stanley start to fidget like he usually does when he's anxious. and then you notice it after a few seconds, too.

richie won't stop tapping his foot on the desk.

for everyone's sake, you try to ignore it, because you know richie can't help his compulsions - especially when he's upset (which, your mind painfully reminds you, is all your fault).

but it's driving you crazy.

“-if you keep doing that i’ll throw you out that fucking window rich, i swear.” stan mutters not unkindly, his eyes rolling to meet richie with a concerned gaze as richie stares out the window.

you raise your eyebrows, “what’re you even looking at?” you ask, trying to mend a bit of the open, festering wound you’d created in you and richie’s friendship.

without looking at you, richie shrugs. “checking to see how high the drop is. may be worth it to have schnoz just toss me down. it would certainly do you a favor right? gettin ol’ trashmouth gone for good.”

what was he saying? you look at him, scandalized. stan and bill don’t even say anything about the offensive nickname as you gape at richie. "what the fuck?" is all your brilliant mind can think.

"what, you can dish it but you can't take it?" richie says sharply. he shakes his head, looking upset. "i'm tired of trying to be friends with a fucking brick wall."

then he's gathering his one notebook and swiftly exiting your alcove in the library in a wind of cigarettes and cologne. 

you blink, his words sinking in and making you sigh shakily. your stomach feels hollow as you remember the expression of glee on his face when you'd walked into the library, and how completely different and broken he'd looked as he'd left. you think you're going to cry.

“every minute that you don't follow him digs yourself deeper into this grave, you know.” stan says, giving you a stern but encouraging look.

you let out a shaky sigh and scramble to grab your bag, tripping over your feet as you run out of the library, flying down the staircase faster than you've ever gone and making it to your lifelong best friend just as he reaches his car in the parking lot.

"-a brick wall?" you ask, out of breath. you see richie hold back an eye roll, his arms crossing over each other as he serves you a look of discomposure.

he shrugs helplessly, looking as if he's at his wit's end.

"what do you want me to say, y/n? you've been avoiding me for weeks. i know i'm annoying and obnoxious and whatever, but i'm not blind." he says, making you swallow as guilt pangs through your chest. you have been so fucking selfish, haven't you?

it hurts to hear him say that about himself. 

he sniffles a bit, sounding choked up as he goes on, "i've had a rough couple of days - weeks, even. but every time i'm near, it's like you've had more than enough, and you just leave. am i that repulsive? why do you suddenly hate me?" he asks, looking desperate as his eyes rim red, filling with tears again.

“what did i do?” his voice cracks as he whispers the sentence and your heart breaks in two.

your own vision goes glassy as he continues, "-i've needed you, y/n/n. i'm lost, i'm seriously not okay and you just don't care at all."

you're stunned for a moment, mouth opening and closing silently as your mind races to rush something out, anything,because you aren't sure you can bear to see richie look at you like this for one more second. but your silence comes off wrong to richie, and tears slip out of his eyes.

“don’t you love me?” he asks, voice hoarse and cutting right through you, deeper than any knife ever could. "don't you want me to be happy?" he adds and you take a shaky breath, looking helplessly at him, where you're met with nothing but glassy eyes and tear trails. your heart is slamming in your chest, tears falling from your eyes and you can't breathe.

"a-are you?" you ask, trying to keep your tone even although it comes out just as vulnerable as you feel. “h-happy. with her?”

richie freezes at your words, mouth slightly open and you watch a single tear course over his high cheekbones and down to his bottom lip as it shakes faintly. you curse yourself for the longing to feel those very lips against yours.

"i was." he whispers, voice shaking as he rubs his face with his hand under his glasses, the moisture of his fallen tears clinging from his long dark lashes onto his slender, shaking fingers. "and then - and then i lost you. and y'know, i got my girlfriend so i could distract myself, but she made me feel like absolute shit all the time and so i went and broke up with her, but -" he hiccups through his tears and you blink, biting your lip as tears cascade down your cheek in wet trails.

they broke up?

he broke up with her, and he's going through this breakup and trying to better himself after she tore him down and you've just been ignoring him - he thinks you don't care about him, that you don't love him. you start to cry harder. 

"-i thought she'd distract me from you. i-i'm sorry." he says, his voice muffled by his hands as they cover up his angelic face, his shoulders shaking as more tears fall. "i'm so sorry."he repeats. 

you see double for a second, completely shocked by his words as the breath leaves your lungs. he tried to distract himself from you... and he’s so hurt because of what you did. 

but finally, for the first time this whole damn day, you find the right words. "i-no, richie, i'm sorry, please - fuck." you break, letting out a sob as you rub your eyes furiously in search of any relief from the guilt ripping you in two. "i didn't mean to hurt you. i'm so sorry, i can't believe i did this, i didn't want to hurt you, i'm just so selfish." you babble, his sniffles making you open your eyes.

he looks so alone and so vulnerable as he hugs his arms around himself in search of comfort, tears still falling from his bright eyes and down his rosy cheeks. 

he looks devastatingly beautiful in the golden sunlight of the afternoon, a breeze ruffling his curls lightly. "just please, i can't - i can't deal with you hating me. please, please, please."

he's pleading with you and you think you may be sick from the guilt and sadness that envelopes you, so you spring forward and wrap your arms tightly around him. the force of your body pushes him against the side of his car and the way he clings back to you like you're the last thing holding him to earth just makes you cry even harder.

"i don't hate you, richie. i love you, i love you too much." you say, your body shaking as he just holds you tighter against him. "i'm so sorry, i didn't mean any of it. you're right. i was just jealous... i'm so sorry. i was so jealous of her, i couldn't see you be with her." you mumble. "i'm so sorry."

richie pulls you back gently at your words, his eyes wide and wondering as you look at each other. "what?" he asks so innocently, his eyelashes wet and dark and his lips parted. 

you can count the freckles on his nose and cheeks, you're so close. you can feel his shuddering breath against your face as he huffs in a breath. your hands hold onto his shoulders and you decide to fuck it, you just have to tell him how sorry you are, to explain yourself.

"richie, i'm in love with you. and - and when you and her got together, it hurt so much, and i didn't want to deal with the fact that i couldn't have you, so i just ignored you. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry." you say it quickly and in one breath, looking down at your shoes and how they point straight towards his.

"you're in... love with me?" he says weakly, sounding hopeful as you finally look back into his eyes guiltily. 

you laugh wetly, "of course i am, richie. how could i not fall head over heels for everything about you?"

he tears up again at your words, but this time it's accompanied by a beautiful smile and a light, wet laugh. he shakes his head, his arms circling your waist tighter as he presses his forehead against yours. your butterflies tickle your stomach at your proximity.

"fuck, y/n. i can't believe i spend my time trying to get my mind off you." he says and your breath hitches a bit. "do you have any idea how long i've been in love with you?" he asks quietly, and you let out another small laugh out of shock, but it's wet and gleeful.

"i'm sorry." you whisper, your finger curling around a strand of the dark hair on his head. he shakes his head, your noses rubbing slightly. "it's okay, y/n. i love you so much. please let me forgive you." he says, pulling a smile out of you that you don't think anybody else ever could. you nod shortly, looking into his eyes as one last tear falls. 

he kisses you tenderly then, taking your breath away.

richie fills up your every sense as he clings to you desperately, his lips salty from your combined tears and his arms strong. his tongue is gentle as it runs along your lips and enters your parted mouth, one of his hands sliding up to tilt your head up towards him. you're breathless because of him for the millionth time in your life and you decide kissing richie is the only thing you want to do forever. 

you pull away slowly, and as you lean back he presses a chaste second kiss to your lips, causing you to grin. 

you barely make eye contact as you pull apart and then you greedily pull him back to you, his lips finding yours yet again with a sweet, loving laugh.

"i love you too, rich." you mumble against his lips. he sighs almost dreamily as you pull back, biting your lip and laughing when he opens the passenger door, gesturing to it with a shy grin.

"now can i please buy you a burger?" he asks, almost bashfully, and your heart does somersaults. you nod and kiss him again, his hand falling to the small of your back, palm wide and fingers lower than you'd expected. he pulls away and his grin is loving, his eyes hooded in pride as you caress his cheek softly before you slide into the car seat.

he holds your hand the whole night and refuses to let go until you slip through your front door at near midnight, blushes on both of your cheeks and lips kiss-bruised.

the butterflies you feel as you fall asleep with a grin on your face are the exact same ones richie feels as his head finally hits the pillow, a giddy smile on his own face as he smiles to himself in the dark halfway across town.

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pairings: Sub! Kaminari Denki x Dom! FemReader

warnings: characters in this story are 18+, crackfic if you squint, sharing of risqué pictures, phone sex, mutual masturbation, porn with a plot basically  dom yn, sub denki

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You stretched your arms behind your back. After a long day of paperwork, you were tired. You bent your fingers one by one until they released that satisfying ‘pop’ sound. Relaxing yourself in your chair you reach for your phone. You go through your social media, text a few friends and then your eyes fall onto boyfriend’s contacts.

Kaminari Denki or better know as Chargebolt. The aspiring Pro-Hero who  graduated from U.A and now the 23 year old was on his journey to becoming a memorable hero. But right now, he was on his bed resting. The blonde had been hit by an energy draining quirk which made it impossible to do athletic tasks. He was advised to rest and that’s what he had been doing for the past three days.

                                                 Dankie

You[23:31]:

You[23:31]: hOWS my FAV BOI DOINGGG ???????????????

Dankie[23:31]: >:(

Dankie[23:31]: traitor ass biTCH

You[23:32]: DENKI LMFAO I SAID I WAS SORRY SILHAKD

Dankie[23:32]: u didnt come visit me today:'''(

You[23:32]: yeah,sorry about that:(((if u werent so fucking clumsy i wouldnt be stuck doing extra hours of EXTRA paperwork>:(

Dankie[23:32]: gO GET THAT BAG Y/NNIE BBIE

Dankie[23:32]: n e ways

Dankie[23:32]: ei missed juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Dankie[23:32]:

You[23:32]: didnt kiri visit tho

Dankie[23:33]: he did but :( ur better

You[23:33]: dfjhskjfd ik i am

Dankie[23:33]: playing uno with him isnt that fun cuz that bitch ALWAYS wins , u lose all the time lmfao i leik winning against u

You[23:33]:

You[23:33]: hows your injury tho bb<3

Dankie[23:33]: idk im gonna go to work like day after tommorrow

Dankie[23:34]: n e ways

Dankie[23:34]: how was your day, beautiful

You[23:34]: terrible, old hag keeps piling me up with work.i dont get paid enough to deal with her shit

You[23:34]: i stg gonna murder her one day.

Dankie[23:34]: awwww my poor ynnie here have a picture of your beautiful boyfriend to light up ur day:)

You[23:35]: its 11 in the night denki

Dankie[23:35]: just let me have this one thing please,

Dankie[23:35]: I HAVE A PICTUER SOMEWHERE IN MY GALLERY WAIT lOOK

Dankie[23:35]: admit it,u ken not resist ur beautiful boyfriend

You were about to text out a sarcastic reply, your fingers hovering over the send key when you noticed Denki had sent a disappearing photo.

Dankie[23:35]: [image8166.jpeg]

You press your thumb over the button to view it in full size,

probably one of his dumbass selfies again

you thought to yourself.

“The fuck!?” you almost scream, eyes blown wide at the sight.

Before you knew it you were confronted by the sight of a dick, his hand wrapped around it resting against his abdomen, spurts of cum decorating the head of his cock and onto his flushed body.

It looked so inviting, so hard and sexy waiting to be played with. It turned you on.

You gulped as you took it all in.

In all honesty the sight made your mouth water, your tongue reaching out to wet you lips as your breathing quickened, your core heating with arousal. Your thoughts running wildly as you inspect the picture, fingers trembling ever so slightly as you work your fingers to quickly take a screenshot of the picture

Dankie[23:35]: u still there yn?

Dankie[23:35]: o shit.yn im so SORRY

Dankie[23:36]:SHIT SHIT IM SO SORRY YN I DIDNT MEAN TO MY FINGER SLIPPED FUCKFUCK IM SO SORRY I UNDERSTAND IF YOUR UNCOMFORTABLE

Oh Fuck!

Sucking his lips into his mouth, fear took over his senses as he realized that you were about to receive his nude out of nowhere.

nonononononono nO! This couldn't be happening. No!'

Denki quickly pressed the power off button at least eight times, hoping that would change something, but he knew very well it wouldn't. His entire face flamed with embarrassment.

He opened the chat again just to check if it actually sent. Maybe he still had the chance to delete it. He was met with disappointment, the air surrounding him growing heavier, your prolonged silence was making him freak out even more DAMMIT DENKI !!

Dankie[23:36]: Y/N please say soemthing please,

The dreaded 'typing' box appeared on the bottom of the screen, he mentally prepared himself for rejection. Maybe if you ask about it, he could just pretend he didn’t know what you were talking about. Fuck, how did he manage to fuck up this bad?Just then, the sound of his notification stirred him from his thoughts, indicating a reply from you. He reached for the phone,

You[23:37]: that’s a pretty dick, denki

You[23:37]: mommy would love to play with it.

OH My God. Denki internally screamed. He did not know what he was expecting. Granted you both had started going out just recently, a slip up like that was bound to set you off. He expected you being  reluctant about the situation and brushing it of.

He thought of what he should reply and stared texting. His fingers smashed against the keyboard as butterflies danced in his stomach. He could feel himself get hard.

Dankie[23:37]: you’re making me horny, mommy

You[23:37]: fuck, you’re such a naughty boy

You[23:37]: tell me how badly you want me.

Dankie[23:38]: please, my dick is so hard for you right now. I can’t think straight.

Denki’s heart beat quickens whilst he wait for you to reply. His hand slips down his sweats as he starts palming his cock through the cotton of his sweats.

You[23:38]: you like it when mommy talks to you like this, don’t you babyboy?

Dankie[23:38]: yes i do. please don’t stop

You[23:38]: you think you can send these pictures and not face consequences?

You[23:38]: is this turning you on?

Dankie[23:38]: yes. goddamn.

It was a moment before he responded and when he did, he sent an image. Upon opening it, your throat dries out. You see the outline of his erection through his boxers you gulp again as your eyes feast on the main focus of the picture. It made your pussy throb. You couldn’t stop staring, not even when another loud 'ping' sounded through the room.

Dankie[23:39]: Oh God, please fuck me.

You[23:39]: are you teasing me?

Dankie[23:39]: ...what if I am?

Dankie[23:39]: y/n i want you so bad. are you alone right now?

You[23:39]: yes i am.

You[23:39]: such a little slut, aren’t you?

Dankie[23:39]: yes, only for you

Dankie[23:40]: God, you're good at this.

His fingers were pressing the ‘call’ button before he processed his move, thick arousal mixed with frustration clouded his thoughts. His hand palming himself through his boxers and his leg bouncing up and down in anticipation as his phone rang for you.

Your phone lit up with an incoming call.

“Hey, babyboy,” you spoke as soon as he picked up, teasing him. Your voice sultry and low making Denki gulp. The dirty talk was really getting him going.

“Just hearing my voice has gotten you so bothered, huh?” you smirk, feeling your nipples hardening and poking through the fabric of your work shirt

“I'm so lonely and needy right now-”  He shyly admitted, “I need you so bad.” finding himself blush bashfully for you. Flattered and embarrassed at his blunt confession, but still desperate for you. He could hear your breathing on the other side of the phone, it was quick, excited. You heard him take in a deep breath; you could almost see the pink painting his cheeks.

“You’ve been a naughty boy, sending me pictures like that. Tell me when did you take it? Who were you thinking of when you touched yourself?” you rasp into the phone making him gasp.

God, this was like a dream

“It was for you! Everything, You!” He sounded desperate, clinging to release as his member throbbed harder. Biting down on his lower lip, inching to hear your commanding voice over the static.

“Is that so? Well, I am flattered.” Denki smiled to himself hearing the praise. “But, do you seriously think you should be allowed to cum? After all, you touched yourself like a shameless whore. Not to mention, without my permission?”

Denki’s smile fell as he started mumbling apologizes into the phone. He promised he’d never do anything like that ever again. Please, just let him cum.

“You heard me,” You taunted, “Bad boys don’t deserve mommy’s help.” you say, your voice faking disinterest. “Please.”  he begged pathetically. Trying to convince you to help him out.

“Please help me cum.”

“Really?” You scoff, a teasing smirk appearing on your lips. “You seem to be doing just fine on your own.” apologies come rushing over the phone,  “No, no, please! I’ll be good. I’ll be a good boy! I’ll do anything!” he pants, biting the corner of his lip as his hand hovered over his erect shaft. “P-Please, Mommy!’’

You bit back a whine as you clench your thighs together “Okay,” you start, voice as smooth as silk. “Why don’t you reach down and touch yourself for me? Make yourself feel good,”

Denki relishes as hearing your command. He quickly puts the caller on speaker and places it on the stool next to his bed. His fingers pull his sweats down to his thigh, his boxers soon following. His hard cock rest against his stomach, the tip flushed and angry; pre-cum leaking from the slit. His right hand firmly grasp it while his left reaches for his phone.

He moans your name as he pumps his cock using the pre-cum as lube, he hisses and groans lost in utopia until he hears your voice again. “You don’t get to cum until I tell you to.” you smirk at him failing to stifle his whimpers, clenching his eyes shut as he took a deep, steadying breath before he responding. “Okay, Mommy.” he blushes, submitting himself to you.

Taking the base of his length into his hand, putting the phone closer to his mouth so you could hear his heavy breathing as he traced a finger along the vein decorating his shaft, he moans softly feeling sparks of pleasure erupting throughout his body. Moving his thumb to his drenched tip, vigorously rubbing himself the way you had instructed him to — the action making him crazy, Denki didn't even try to hold back the moans erupting from his mouth as he fucked his hand, wishing it was you.

“You sound so good jerking off to Mommy’s voice.”

“Feels good, huh, babyboy?” you ask. He hums nodding his head. “Feels so damn good.” His hand leaves his dick, coming up to his mouth and spitting on it. Using spit as lube as he began to rub himself, hips bucking against his hand; whimpering your name as his back arches up slightly, the pre-cum and spit making it easier to move his hand quicker moaning and hearing you doing the same. He could hear your breathing get heavier,the anticipation of you masturbating too made his even harder if that were possible.

“There’s a good little slut.” you say with a normal, leveled voice while he struggled on the other side of the phone. You listen to him jerk off, pumping his shaft and moaning out your name. Hearing him pump his cock up and down, you pictured his sitting on his bed, flushed face hand stroking his cock cum oozing out of his slit. Maybe you’ll ask him to lick it up later.

“Are you wet, Mommy?” His voice is soft followed by heavy breathing. “So wet. You have no idea.” your raspy voice filled the empty room.

“I want to taste your pussy, Y/N.” he moaned into the phone. You slip your hand down over your clothed cunt, rubbing against your swollen clit. “Is that so, Denki? Wouldn't you like that? Me sitting on your face? You can eat all you want.”

“God, your pussy sounds so good.” Denki moaned as you adjust the phone closer. “Oh fuck, Denki!" you moan as you sunk down onto your fingers. The scent of sweat and lust lingered through his nose, he scrunched his eyes shut and his head pressed back into his pillow. His mouth was gape open, breathing heavily as he moaned loudly into the phone. “Shit. Mommy." he cursed.

“Mommy, I need your pussy.” you hear him beg, “W-wanna feel it a-around me. Milking my cock s-so good, wanna f-fuck you until you scream,” he speaks between choked moans. You wonder how he’s gotten so bold. “I would fuck your tight pussy so good.” you don’t doubt him at all.

Your fingers rub against your velvety walls, your hips bucking into your hand as you rolled your clit swiftly between your nimble fingers. “I’m gonna fuck you so good once i get my hands on you, babyboy.”

Speeding up his pace, imaging your face Denki let out a growl. Imagining you hovering over his pinned body as you whispered the most dirty words into his ear while pleasuring him. “F-fuck, Y/N.” he whispered, dropping his head back against the pillows as his eyes squeezed shut, his back arching wildly. There was no way he was going to last much longer.

The familiar feeling soon washed over you, your pussy pulsing and clenching around nothing with each delicious rub of your fingers against your clit. Your heart beat fast, your body tingling from the sensation it gave you. Your nether regions throbbing in pleasure. You almost fell, your legs quivering going limp

His stomach was clenching and he knew he was going to cum any second now “Please keep talking. Just a little more, please,” he begged breathlessly, continuing his thrusts for just a little while longer to get over the edge and you did just that.

“I- I’m so close mommy. Can I c-cum?” He bits his lower lip, trying to control his breathing. “Since you've been such a good boy. You can cum, baby.” you said breathlessly.

“Thank you so much, Mommy.”

“I want to hear you while you cum, baby. I want you to feel good, I want to feel good with you.” you choke out.

You wait patiently for his response but it doesn't come. After seconds of silence, you pulls your device away from your ear only to be greeted by the dark screen.

“Oh. He hung up?” you murmur out loud, a bit sad but you decide on not to dwell on it as you slip the phone back into your pocket, figuring his battery might have given up on him. After minutes you hear you phone start buzzing.

Dankie[01:20]: Baby NO. I’M SO SORRY MY PHONE DIED

Dankie[01:20]: Y/N PLEASE SOME BACK I DIDN’T MEAN TOOO

Dankie[01:20]: Y/N PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE COME BAC

You[01:21]: im here!

Dankie[01:21]: i m so sorry my phone died

You[01:22]: did you cum?

Denki feels his cheeks heat up again.

Dankie[01:23]:

A few moments later. A video clip appeared in the chat, you opened it much too quickly.

In the video, Denki had his hand wrapped around his shaft while his other hand was palming over his balls. He pumped himself, “I’m gonna come for you, Mommy.” It appeared he had situated the phone so his entire body was captured by the camera. Your eyes traveled down to his toned body, drinking the sight in. Moan escaped his parted lips, opening his eyes and staring at the camera with playful eyes. His jaw hangs open as he finally releases all he had over his stomach, chanting a string of your name and curses.

“Fuck, I really wish you were here now.” You heard him hiss “Really wish this was your mouth instead of my hand.” he whispered, his agile fingers move swiftly as he collected the white substance and then moving his hand upto his lips. Parting his lips swirling his tongue around his digits, sucking off the creamy substance and moaning louder for you. His eyes darkened with lust and hunger as he swallowed down every last drop, moaning at the taste of his warm cum causing your breath to hitch as much as he let out a series of seductive,soft pants.

“Why don't you come here and ride my cock?”

Your walls tighten around nothing and you immediately got up, your chest heaving as you attempted to catch your breath.

You[01:43]:im coming over. gonna make sure you end up in the hospital for weeks after i'm done with you kaminari denki.

Dankie[01:44]: osiht (｡+･｀ω･´ )

Dankie[01:45]:

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