#howd their face do that

[sotacticalsolate]

the stars aligned as they should, and destiny came to pass

[triinitas]

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character. (zorah :3)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ INNER THOUGHTS –

Puck? Gods, well, he's there. In the way you can't get rid of a stray puppy you fed once is there. Suppose that's one of the hazards of travelling with other shite-stained people.

I mean.. he's... kind of cute. Seems like he might be someone I could actually get along with. Haha, okay, whatever. Like I could get along with any arsehole. I'd probably have to kill him if he got too close to me. I can't be close to anyone. I don't think.

He seems fun, but there's that darkness to him that anyone with eyes and half an ounce of bloody intuition could pick up. It's almost gravitational. Am I always drawn to other dark, broken people? Am I the problem? No. Couldn't be me. It's the weird fuck with the tooth earring.

Ugh, I hate that we match energy. I should talk to him--no I shouldn't. Terrible idea. Really, it's a wonder I'm still here. I'd expected someone - ahem - to be frustrated with the loose connections I've made so far.

Whatever, keep it shallow, keep it short, maybe a potential lay if I'm bored? Tch. Shite, he's looking this way. Just. Read your grimoire, he didn't notice.

[saetoshis]

me n kuni have a pc with two monitors so i can sit in his lap and play games while he studies soccer plays on the other one

[yumenosakiacademy]

IM SO CONFLICTED... CZMZ YIPPEE N I LIKED THEIR SONG BUT, LIKE, AK/YR IS LITERALLY THE 1 WHO SHOULD FACE OFF AGAINST GKLK CONSIDERING, U KNO, THEIR TRAUMA LITERALLY STEMS FROM 1/2 THE MEMBERS OF GKLK................

[threadsoflacee]

hi guys Thinking about how touch-starved hannibal must have been after his 3 years in jail. how the most touching hes ever experienced in those years is the staff’s cold and gloved hands brushing against his face when tightening the bite mask on him. how when he sees will through the barrier he can’t help but eye him up and down and notice how rough his hands are ….howd they feel against his throat. and when theyre finally embracing on the cliff will is nuzzling into his shoulder and gripping his waist and shoulder and tugging him so close and hannibal can only let it happen to him bc he hasnt had touch for SO long and doesnt know what to do with will’s. IM GOING TO FUCKING SCREAM

[elliewluvr]

my dearest love | ellie williams

pairings: farm!ellie x f!reader

summary: you and ellie have been together for around two years, the two of you in love and living on a farm house together where you both decided to reside due to how dangerous it is in the city.

content warning: 18+ SMUT MDNI, farmhouse, lovers, slight angst, reassurance, gentle, reader receiving, oral, fingering, & praising

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the day started off the same as always, you waking up to change the baby and straighten up the bedroom you all shared, the floorboards creaking quietly as you tiptoed around the house.

the sound of the birds chirping and the grass swaying through the wind hitting your ears each time you passed the windows that were open in substitute to air conditioning. you laid your baby down in their crib who remained sleeping despite the changing of their diaper.

you smiled, looking down the chunky little baby whose tiny lips were slightly parted from sleeping so well. one of your hands gliding over the tiny human’s face.

after an swift while of analyzing the creation you made, you tucked your baby underneath the blanket to begin picking up any clothes you found from the day before.

your hands tossing them into the clothing bin to be washed and strung outside to dry later. after that, you headed downstairs as subtle as you could to start making breakfast.

humming to yourself while you cracked and scrambled four eggs that were freshly taken from the chickens hen the night before. you thought to yourself for a moment, mind completely blurred. 

you shivered as you felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist from behind, goosebumps coating your skin while you were immediately knocked from out your thoughts, a gentle peck being placed on the left side of your neck.

“goodmorning, howd you sleep?” you heard your lover say, her voice slightly raspy while she gently rubbed her fingertips over your hips. you let you head fall back onto her shoulder, the feeling making you sigh in relief.

“i slept well, thanks to you.. i missed you so much.” you said before turning around to face her, wrapping your arms around her neck while smiling happily at the sight of her, her shoulder length hair a bit messy as her pale green eyes glistened in the sunlight that peeked throughout the kitchen ever so beautifully.

despite ellie being home now, she wasnt a few weeks ago. tommy heading over to update her on the new information he found on abby. as much as you hated the thought of her leaving, you allowed it. tears were shed everyday before she returned.

the thought of leaving to find her crossed your mind far too many times but you listened to her, trusting that she’d be back soon enough and the one day you packed up your bookbag and grabbed your weapons with your baby strapped to your chest, there she was at the front door.

ellie was in shock, not expecting you to be so eager and impatient to find her. that alone making her happy but also a bit sad as she wouldn’t even know what to do if you and you guy’s baby gotten hurt or into some deep shit.

you ran a hand over her auburn hair before tilting your head at her, “no need to miss me, im here now. i dont plan on leaving any longer.” she said, her eyes traveling from your irises to your lips a few times.

“im glad, ‘cant be without you.” you said in response, leaning forward to place a soft but long peck onto her lips. ellie let out a hum into the kiss, her hands gliding over your lower back and waist gently.

you furrowed your eyebrows in awe, pulling her closer to you as the kiss progressively grew more and more passionate. your feet stumbling back as you were met with the counter that was conventionally behind you.

you gasped, feeling the cool wood graze your hips while ellies hands massaged and groped your soft and smooth skin, her breathing hitching a bit the more she leaned into you.

ellie pulled away to make her way to your neck, your head falling back once again while you felt yourself tremble from the feeling of her soft lips immediately and directly hitting your sweet spot, “f.. fuck, ellie.. dont.” you mumbled softly.

you whined, feeling her place an knee between your thighs that were trembling. she always knew what to do to get you pooling your panties with your wetness.

“its been so long.. please.” she said softly against your skin before pulling away to look at you with now pink cheeks and lips, her tatted hand lifting to glide down your clothed chest.

“i know.. i want you but im nervous.” you said, letting a breath pass between your lips from the feeling of her gentle fingers passing over your body.

“dont be, i know your body better than ever and ill take my time. i know we haven’t did it since you gave birth but i promise ill treat your body right.” she responded, giving you complete eye contact.

you felt yourself relax, nodding at her words, “then take me.” you said, your breath grazing her lips as she leaned in closely to kiss you once again, enthusiastically deepening it while grabbing your waist.

ellie and you stumbled your way to the living room, her hands landing on the walls and doorframes to keep the two of you steady before collapsing onto the couch, the auburn haired girl landing on top and between your legs.

you felt your body heating up more and more as both of your lips danced around eachother, getting a bit sloppy from the eagerness before feeling ellie pull away to look at you, her eyes low and full of lust.

“take this off..” she mumbled a bit above an whisper, grabbing the hem of your shirt to pull it over your head, exposing your bare stomach and breasts that immediately caught her eyes.

she let her eyes pass over your body, every curve catching her attention as she slipped the hairtie holder off of her wrist and lifted her arms to pull half of her hair back into an messy ponytail.

you whined a little, gasping as you felt her fingers immediately play with your nipples, rolling the nubs between her thumb and pointer fingers while she watched your reaction closely, her lips stretching into a smirk.

“does that feel good baby?” she asked, earning a whimper from you, “yes.. please.” you begged, growing desperate and needy for her long slender fingers in your soaked cunt.

“no need to worry, you have me. im just getting you there.” she said, laying a soft kiss on your lips as she reassured you before leaning down to take one of your nipples into her mouth.

“fuck.” you let out, resting the back of your hand over your mouth to keep you from being loud through the quiet house while ellie’s tongue gently rubbed your nipple, sucking it as she pulled away to do the same to the other.

your back arched up from the couch cushions that were under you, the feeling of ellie landing teasing pecks down your stomach made your pussy ache in your panties, “please..”.

she grabbed your waistband and leaned up to yank your shorts and panties off, instantly moaning from the sight of your glistening pussy. “so wet for me.” she mumbled, using one of her hands to rub two fingers between your slit, gaining a whine that passed from your throat quietly.

her large hands readjusted you on the couch, pushing you further up to the armrest where she leaned down between your legs to place soft kisses on your inner thighs as she tucked her slightly muscular arms under your legs to get a better grip on you.

“no more teasing.. i cant take it anymore.” you said softly, gasping as she glided her tongue from your thigh to your pussy, her tongue flattening between your slit to land a long lick from your entrance to your clit.

your eyes shut subconsciously, hearing her hum a bit while flicking her tongue over your desperate clit before sucking the sensitive bud which made you immediately lay a hand over her head to push her deeper between your legs.

this did nothing but encourage ellie, her eyes slowly drifting close from how good you tasted as she pulled away from your pussy with a pop noise, holding your thighs down to flick and rub her tongue back and forth over your clit.

you furrowed your eyebrows, your breathing getting more intense while you sat up to watch her in awe. your eyes growing glossy from how good it felt, thighs already trembling. “oh fuck! ellie!” you moaned out, hips pushing up into her mouth.

ellie hummed in response, lapping her tongue over your clit before swirling the muscle over your cunt sloppily; a long moan dragging from your mouth while your fingers tugged at her ponytail. “you taste so good, baby.” she spoke muffled, face still deep in your pussy.

“dont stop, please! ‘feels too good!” you moaned loudly, throwing your head back once you felt her suck and swirl her tongue over your clit at an quick pace, eyes rolling back in complete awe.

you jerked forward, eyes shutting tightly while your toes began to curl, moans falling from your mouth loudly as you felt yourself grow more hot and flushed than before.

ellie pulled away for a split second to spit her saliva and your juices onto her fingers before pushing them deep into your pussy as she began flicking the tip of her tongue onto the bud of your pussy, fingers curling up into your spot that she always seemed to find.

she took her time, pushing her fingers into you before pulling them halfway out to yank at your spongy sweet spot, your juices soaking her chin while she watched you closely.

you on the other were a mess, body shaking and twitching as you felt your body begin to tremble while your pussy spasmed over her fingers, “i.. if you do that.. mm! ‘gonna make me cum!” you moaned, attempting to push her head away.

her fingers sped up as she watched you through heavy lids, attaching her lips around your bits to start sucking and tugging at your sensitive clit while your body started to tense and the feeling between your thighs grew more intense.

ellie leaned up, continuing to push her fingers in and out of you before rubbing your clit quickly with her free hand, nodding her head slowly in response to you. a smug look forming on her face while she watched your expressions change and alter from every move she made.

“cum for me, let it all out baby. be a good girl and cum for me.” she said, landing a few spanks on your clit as she sped up her fingers and applied a bit more pressure to your clit.

“im gonna cum!..” you let out while your eyes rolled back and your head fell against the arm rest on the couch while your mouth dropped open, juices beginning to flow down your thighs as you started to come undone all over her fingers.

ellie laughed as she twisted her fingers in circles inside of you while she helped fuck you through your orgasm, slapping your clit a few more times. “good girl, you did so well.” she said, slowly pulling her digits out of you to lean up and kiss you sloppily.

you whimpered, panting a bit against her lips. your heart was pounding, body still trembling and pussy now aching from how intense your orgasm was.

a whine passing through your lips and into the kiss from the familiar taste of your pussy hitting your tongue, arms and legs wrapping around ellie to hold her closely.

after an few minutes of kisses and i love you’s both of you pulled away from the sound of your 3 month old crying from upstairs, immediately making ellie lift up off the couch.

“get dressed, ill go get him and dont worry about breakfast. ill cook for us.” ellie said, smiling happily at you before heading upstairs while you began to slip your shorts and shirt back on, smiling as you thought about everything.

“dammit ellie, what am i gonna do with you..”

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[satoruhour]

Thoughts on poly with satosugu

a/n: long post LOL enjoy

howd you manage to get two of the most caring yet annoying boyfriends ever??? they feed off each others energy sm it’s insane lol good luck. but not in a bad way of course. it def started out when one man of the two was frustrated with the stagnancy and the mixed signals between the three of you that gojo decided to confess and the both of you dated for a while.

geto didnt rlly wanna intrude and felt bad even tho you three were still eye fucking basically every time u were in a room together. gojo was the first to ask you about it “no because ive thought of it too” and gojo’s face lights up bc teecchnically hes been texting geto always how its been a dream to date you even tho it rubs in the wound a little. but it’s ok!!!! im sorry suguru!!! all three of you are together now !!!! 

to start off they are very physical and clingy. always need to have some part of their body on you. gojo prefers the arm slinging over your shoulders, geto prefers a more subtle arm around the waist. ppl r always starin when you three go out 😭 but it’s so cute lowkey! gojo is usually the upbeat one, suggesting dates and places to go and things to do, creating the gc between the three of you (if u didnt alr have one), keeping the relationship fresh with a lot of questions. geto contributes more to the practicality of the rs?? not to say he doesnt talk or is passive in the poly rs but he’s more of a getting groceries, lounging in the back watching the two of you talk excitedly bout digimon, and likes the household chores kind of guy.

it feels like if i say this it’s too cheesy but gojo feels like a sunrise: the dawn of a new day and the adventures that it may bring while geto is like sunsets: the dusk of winding down after the exciting day and youre always craving both. gojo and geto complete each other in countless other ways too and the dynamic you three have is super adorable.

ill highlight a few scenarios bc theres too much potential and power w/ poly stsg!! watching movies: geto us usually okay with anything u two pick out and gojo picks out some psychological horror for funsies but hes screaming into geto’s arms at every jumpscare 😭 the popcorn goes everywhere good lord. you and geto laugh (in the case youre not too afraid of horror) laugh at gojo and pepper him in kisses even when he puts the blame on you for choosing this movie. “too scared that youre placing the blame on our poor (y/n)?” gojo tsks and swats away geto’s hand but is soon distracted by you pulling u into your embrace lol <3 the usual movie positions are like this: either the both of you latch onto geto’s sides, or youre tucked into geto and gojo sits on the floor, your head in either man’s laps and your feet on the other, you squashed in the middle of them both, gojo tucked in your hug while you are tucked in geto’s <333

going grocery shopping: it’s stocking up time and geto cant possibly handle bringing back all the groceries by himself so he brings you along and also (reluctantly) brings gojo. main reason is bc gojo likes to put a lot of things in the cart and begs with his pretty eyes of his that geto always gives in 😭 youre like semi-focused on the task. you put together the grocery list but then youre getting distracted when you see the fruits section and point at it excitedly to geto. gojo is somewhere in the store. sometimes you lead the expedition, pushing the trolley as geto and gojo walk together a few steps behind hand in hand. it changes a whole lot.

sometimes geto will head off to get something and youre left to push the trolley, with gojo by your side kissing your temples walking by your side. they will both sometimes play pranks on you and go off without telling u and run around the store hoping you wont find them LMAO, or even be so so embarrassing dancing in the middle of the aisles or putting their face up to the cameras that broadcast the footage on big tvs ….. also once you guys lost gojo and you had to make an announcement at the counter to call for a six foot man to meet you two at the cashiers….

it’s easy to feel insecure sometimes, or rather not getting enough love / feeling left out bc sometimes they both click so well together you cant understand their inside jokes or they act like boys again, hitting and laughing to each other about shoko fumbling utahime again or something. they apologise profusely, feeling guilty that they even made u feel like that, esp gojo since he has a tendency to initiate a lot of those jokes which you dont understand, or talk about man things lol. youre the sole focus of their eyes always and they show it even more today by pampering you, having a sleepover ish date night, you paint each other’s nails and do some skin care, gossip a little. geto and gojo compliments you a lot, even more so during this bout of insecurity. they fight over who gives better compliments 😭😭😭😭

but either way you bring both of them in to kiss them as a thank you. it’s so difficult to choose between the both of them for cuddling too bc theyre so warm always. you curl into geto first bc on this night you guys picked your fav movie (which also happened to be gojo’s fav) but you were feeling tired asf so the former let you rest up on him while hte latter had his eyes glued. and later when geto needs to clean up he passes you to gojo gently and you adjust yourself against his lanky body <3333 “she’s just so cute, ain’t she?” geto smiles, brushes your hair out ur face, placing a peck on your forehead and another on gojo’s lips. “rest up first, both of you. i’ll come in soon.”

overall best boyfriends ever; let me highlight some more scenarios which i think would happen: coddling over you when you get your period. geto holding your tummy and massaging it while gojo feeds u snacks. fighting over the blanket between the three of you. gojo runs cold at night, geto runs a little cold too so youre usually the mediator between the two of them. “just buy a bigger blanket!!!” and gojos up and ready to head out at 3am. “go to sleep satoru the stores not open rn.” “theft exists.” “no!” sometimes youd go on individual dates when the other cant make it, esp when you three have busy schedules. either two will ALWAYS promise to shower the third in affection once they return home from the date! sometimes when you three need to visit weddings, you’d be squashed in the middle dancing with them, two towers and the shorter one in between that it looks a little comical.

fighting about whose music is the best in the car and fighting over the au, fighting abt who gets to drive. gojo tries to squeeze into the stick shift bc sometimes he misses you two in the back seat :(((( they let you sit down on public transport if the car isnt possible. scary dog privileges, two of them. gojo sneers at anyone who wants ur number and tells them off, geto glares quietly, gojo thinks its bc of him but actually it’s all geto’s doing LMAOAOAO. loving the kisses they both give you: gojo a little more excitable and geto’s sensual and slower, will also fight over who you should straddle when your making out but u give them both equal attention. one will take over the other whos preoccupied with your lips. geto littering kisses down your neck while youre busy with gojo’s lips and vice versa 💟💟💟

sigh id love to be in a poly rs with them and id love to write n*sfw but my hands hurt toodles (i do have a stsg ask that is smutty tho ... will write that soon muahahha)

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[hazelfoureyes]

The Safeword is RadioApple (part 5)

Part 1 ꒰აMaleReader✧FemaleReader໒꒱ Part 2 ꒰აFemaleReader໒꒱ Part 3 ꒰აAlastorxLucifer໒꒱ tidbit (cute, not smut) Part 4 ꒰აFemaleReader໒꒱ ₊⊹⁀➴ Lucifer wins⟡Alastor Wins tidbit 2 (cute? Not smut)

Alastor’s rut starts, and while Luci is flattered Alastor’s body sees him as a doe he’s not really down to clown. Yet, somehow…🎪 🤡

「warnings/promises: Alastor x Luci x FemReader, smut, knotting (incorrect deer anatomy), cold tea, womb flooding, Oh Yeah Luci magics a WAP (wet ass pussy) Howd I forget that 💋, so kinda virgin Luci???, threesome obvs, tentacles, sex with the lights on, jiggle physics, mating, breed kink, fluffy chest, Luci wings, brief moment of panicked wing pulling」

minors I will curse all your tea to be cold before you remember to drink it if you interact 🍵 🥶 (mdni)

It was a hilarious detail that ruts exist in hell for the more mammalian sinners. Making people incapable of producing children cyclically embarrass themselves by desperately trying to? While in terrible discomfort? Patently funny.

What wasn’t funny was the fact Alastor was a deer demon. And while Luci got a chuckle at other sinners getting their just desserts for their poor decisions concerning free will, he was now intimately tied to one of those afflicted souls.

It hadn’t really crossed his mind that such an issue could arise until Alastor began to change. 

The first sign was intense sessions of zoning not. While he often would stare off into the distance it was usually paired with an obvious look of contemplation. But one evening Luci looked up from his sketches to see Alastor staring into the void with a noticeable lack of any light behind his eyes.

It took you putting your hand on his shoulder to rouse him back to Hell. His ears perked up and eyes brightened, Luci taking note of how Alastor looked at you. A look shared between two people. Could a third person fit into the line of sight?

He shifted uncomfortably, laughing off Alastor as being drunk. 

Maybe. But when he found Alastor the following morning drenched in sweat and uncharacteristically… well, asleep, he began to worry. 

The face you made was only slightly worried, but what made the situation feel even odder was your insistence he wake up Alastor.

“Just, rub his arm. Don’t shake him. It’ll startle him.” You seemed to scoot away as you said it, which didn’t help Luci’s confidence. 

“What- why, what’s going on? What are you fleeing from?”

You had an inkling about what was happening.

“Is he sick!? Is it contagious?” Luci drew his hands to his chest, “Sinners are so gross.”

The sweating was your tip-off. “No, he’s not sick. If I do it he might react weird. You do it, he’ll not care.”

Luci grimaced, “Kitten, you’ve never made less sense than when you first told me you liked this man.”

A whimper from the deer demon made you both turn your heads to him. 

“Lucifer.” You hissed.

Alastor did not in fact “not care”, as you had promised. He had Luci pinned under him, bodies tangled in the blankets and Luci’s hands held up and out before Alastor’s eyes were even opened.

As the short king looked up at the drenched and pale radio demon, he saw a distance in the blown out stare. But whatever fog had possessed him seemed to lift as his pupils constricted, a gentle roll of his lower half into Lucifer’s making Luci yelp Alastor’s name.

He reeled back on his knees, long talons raking through his hair to unstick the strands sweat had glued to his face.

Peering down through long lashes, Alastor took a moment to assess the sight before him. Luci expected a glare as recognition flooded the other man, but instead a deep sigh before Alastor lifted off him.

His hand caught your arm and gently tugged you to follow him.

Deja vu set in as Lucifer watched Alastor take you into the bathroom. The door closed, but before he could holler how rude it was to leave him out, you re-emerged.

A sheepish look, a twirling of your fingers around themselves, “Luci.” The way you so gently sat on the edge of the bed made his stomach sink.

“It’s contagious. I’ll burn down the hotel and we can build again.” Lucifer pulled his robe up over his shoulders and tightened it at the waist. “Even better, Come live with me! I have a whole palace.” A beaming smile that wilted when you  rejected him with just a furrow of your brow.

“Luci Love,” a nickname you only used when you were trying to keep him pliable, “Alastor’s going into a rut.”

An even deeper grimace, “I thought he’d be immune to that particular punishment.”

“Nope. This is hell.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I thought he’d react gentler with you, but it seems,” you weren’t sure how to say this, “You’ve become…in his subconscious…,” where did all the air go in the room? 

Lucifer slipped out of bed, “A burden?” He paced past the bed’s posts, “A third wheel.” He began to gather his pants, “Food!” When you laughed he tripped, “Excuse you.”

You let him spiral a second longer before blurring it out, “A doe!”

He paused, one pant leg on and one off. Little blue ducky patterned boxer briefs embarrassingly bright, “I beg your pardon? I’m The King of Hell.”

“Who regularly shares Alastor’s bed.”

He huffed, “Well…I-,”

“Who has Alastor’s scent all over him.”

A scoff, “Well, he-!”

“And who shares all his free time with Alastor.”

A gasp, “Well you-!”

You waited for him to finish. Luci was keen enough to pick up the sharpness of your glare. 

“I’m not even technically female. Angels don’t have a gender I just prefer-,” he motioned to his lap.

“You don’t have to do anything, Luci. I just wanted to let you know.”

As he stood there still half undressed, he considered the options. He’d never dealt with an animalistic sinner before going through a rut or heat. He tended to share his bed with the kinds of demons who were above such afflictions.

“So we can just… leave him be for a few days, yeah?” He kicked off the pants and crawled back onto the bed towards you. “He’ll just ruin some clothes and sheets and be back to normal by the end of the weekend.”

You’d only witnessed one rut before, and the idea of leaving Alastor alone to suffer when his body knew he had a lover was… unbearable. An unpaired mating season was uncomfortable and frustrating. But a paired sinner? The ache would be unimaginable, the normal pain accentuated with heartbreak and a specific longing no one else could subside. 

No, Alastor wouldn’t be alone. You just shook your head. “Luci Love.” Lucifer pouted, He’d be the one alone? Again, pushed out of the dynamic? Out of the line of sight? Before he could consider it, you patted the bed. “No worries! As soon as it’s passed I’ll text you.”

Alastor reentered the room, towel around his wee waist and hair dripping. His presence seemed to end the conversation, and the day went on as if nothing different had taken place. The only obvious proof Alastor was slipping into a rut was that continued zoning out now paired with a fevered blush across his cheeks. 

Well, one other unmistakably odd action. His arm had come behind Lucifer, resting on the back of the sofa. 

Luci tried to not bring any attention to it, but people still stopped and looked a little longer than usual. You’d have loved to help diffuse the tension rising in the common area but you were busy taking the longest, hottest epsom bath you could manage. 

Without you to take some attention off of him, Lucifer couldn’t stand the air rolling off Alastor. So he left. Loudly yawning and dramatically stretching at 3pm in the afternoon and hastily walking down the hall.

After pacing the corridors for an odd 30 minutes, he decided to make a cup of calming tea.

His skin jumped when two large clawed hands slipped onto the countertop as he was caged in. Luci stiffened, waiting for Alastor to say something. He’d never gotten so physically close to him in public spaces before. Well, outside of fighting.

Alastor didn’t speak, just took deep and long inhales and exhales. Luci watched the sharp nails cut into the countertop with ease as Alastor’s body swayed with his rising temperature. His arousal knocked into the shorter man’s back, making Luci fall into the counter.

“Why aren’t you secluded away, monopolizing her?” Lucifer’s jealousy was poorly hidden. Leaning forward, the taller demon pressed his erection purposely into the warmth of Luci’s body. 

“Our darling shared paramour is not of the same power as I. She can only handle receiving my knot once a day at most. Anymore is burden on her body. But, for The King of Hell…surely it wouldn’t be so difficult?”

A shiver rolled down Luci’s spine and left goosebumps in its wake. “You heard me earlier…,” a question without a question mark.

One of those hands left the counter and slipped around Luci’s neck before pulling at the bow tie and tossing it aside, “I hear everything.” A roll of his hips, “The way you breath in your sleep,” his hand dropped further, pushing underneath the collar of his shirt, “Your early morning romps while I shower,” a large palm that seemed to cover half Luci’s chest with ease, “The sighs of longing when I kiss her good morning and good night.”

His hand flexed before pressing in and clutching Lucifer into his body, “Will you deny me having both my bedmates?”

“Uhh, your highness?” Vaggie stood in the open doorway, “Are you guys okay?”

Alastor didn’t budge, forcing Luci to twist in his grasp and talk over his forearm.

“Heeeey Magpie! Yeah. Yup. Just making tea.”

“With Alastor’s arms around you?” She gestured unnecessarily.

“Mmhmm!” Luci grabbed the mug with both hands, “but now we’re done. And leaving.”

Alastor tentatively released Lucifer, but replaced the hardness at his back with his firm and guiding hand. 

Vaggie moved to the side to let the men walk past her. Alastor paused and let Luci decide. Left to his private and lonely apartment, right to their room. A brief moment of hesitation before Luci groaned, running his hand through his hair in disbelief as he turned right. “Bye Vaggie!”

“Bye, Sir.” She managed to say as she watched Alastor corral the fallen angel into the elevator.

The relief you felt when Lucifer entered the room was palpable. Alastor had come to the room, expressed his neediness, watched you say you were totally ready whenever he was (the exhaustion somehow already visible) and left the room with a simple, “I’m not.” 

Now he was back, a timid and wide eyed Lucifer holding a mug.

The sound of Alastor’s belt clinking made Luci suddenly shy. Why was he acting like it was his first night in your room?

Oh that’s right. 

Because it kind of was. He wasn’t just Lucifer anymore. Alastor saw him as his, in some capacity. And the fact he was ready and willing to let the sinner fully embrace the big buck joke was… embarrassing. What would the other sins say? Luci dicked down by a horny deer sinner?

Well… Lucifer had been fucked by Alastor on more than one occasion so perhaps that didn’t quite sum it up well. There was an added level of intimacy to what they were doing. An almost official acknowledgement of Lucifer’s place.

It made his tail swish behind him tellingly.

All eyes on him as he turned from Alastor to you. You watched the lord of your afterlife nervously fumble around in the armoire for his robe. He got undressed like he’d never done it before, trying to take his pants off before his shoes. You’d have laughed if you weren’t torn away to see Alastor’s eyes fall on you from the door. 

You enjoyed low lighting, something romantic in vibes but still well lit enough to see who was who. But Alastor forgo his usual lighting tricks and opted to keep the room flooded with the natural light of day.

You couldn’t remember the last time you had sex in the afternoon. Alastor’s appetite was largely impacted by the convenience of bed time, and Luci was rather busy during the day trying to impress Charlie with his willingness to not completely abandon his people.

Alastor had undone his pants and removed his coat and shirt, showing off your favorite parts of him; a soft and fluffy chest to bury your head and a happy trail leading down a flat but still noticeably toned stomach. His pants were open just enough so that you could see the bulging top of his underwear. 

“Sooo,” Luci sang, “Did it start? Is that why he dry humped me in the kitchen?”

Alastor hummed, palming at his leaking head through the damp fabric.

Your fingers slipped down the silk of your own dressing gown, mirroring Alastor.  “Not yet. We’re going to jump start it. Get it over with.” 

“The sooner, the better.” Alastor ground out, looking with disgust at the sticky clear precum on his palm.

So, Alastor had come to retrieve him, Luci thought. He wanted him there for himself. Sure he said it was to relieve you of your burden of taking his massive knot over and over. But that didn’t explain the erect cock he pressed into Luci, or how he responded when Luci woke him up. No, on a very deep and unchosen level, Alastor had accepted the angel.

Once naked, Luci stood awkwardly beside the bed waiting for further instructions. In truth, so were you. This would only go smoothly if you both let him take the absolute lead. A glance between the two of you before you both turned to stare at Alastor.

Fully nude now, staring back at you both like a starving beast. Luci abandoned his robe when he realized Alastor was going fully naked. 

Already Alastor felt the sharpness of his thoughts blunting with an animalistic need. Instincts were blanketing his frontal cortex, and he knew from experience it was best to not fight it. Everything would be done faster if he let go. 

“It has to be you first. The first one won’t be so bad, my dear.” His attention was fully on you, stalking up to the side of the bed and pulling at the belt of your robe. The needy sound he made when you were finally revealed to him pulled a sigh from Lucifer. Alastor’s eyes snapped up to meet Luci’s, smirk spread across his cheeks and his ears twitching atop his head. Luci looked away with a pout, remembering the kitchen conversation. Alastor’s hot hand across his chest, holding him so tightly with such ease. 

That wide smile turned to you. Wide like your legs, pushed apart as Alastor slotted himself where he belonged. You didn’t know what to ask for, but Alastor started immediately with kisses to your cheeks and neck. He loved it, finding it to have no connection whatsoever to sex. That made your reactions to his kisses so amusing. You got so worked up so easily when he kissed you, it was like a game. How quickly could he make you come undone with just his lips on your flesh?

His mouth was superheated, opening to pull your skin between his lips with every peck. When his tongue pressed into your skin a little groan rumbled his chest.

The sound of a soft thwacking pulled your attention from the lavished licks trailing down your neck and sternum. With just a glance from you Luci became aware of his tail enthusiastically wagging against the large walnut headboard. Sheepishly he grabbed it and pulled it to his center, mouthing an apology. 

Alastor side eyed him and patted the bed, instructing him to settle beside you. 

How rarely his kisses dripped into such salacious slurps and sucks, how uncommon for Alastor to seem to be arousing himself. 

Luci felt so out of place. You three often spent time together like this, but more than not it was you and him with Alastor to the side. What did Alastor normally do when he was busy pleasuring you?

Moving you as little as necessary, he lifted your shoulders and slid behind you. With your head resting on his lower stomach he could straighten out his legs and get comfortable. Alastor acknowledged Lucifer by stretching himself up and kissing him on the mouth. The action took the king by surprise,  it was even rarer for Alastor to kiss him. Luci moaned into the affection, earning a satisfied growl from the radio demon. 

Could he rut more often? Luci wondered as their lips pressed together. 

You watched from your place remembering the first time they surprised you with their teamwork.

Alastor kissed Luci again. And then another, harsher one. The third licking across the smaller man’s mouth. Luci parted his lips, deepening the kiss. Your body rocked as Alastor’s hips rolled into you, half hard cock growing stiffer with each return into the king’s mouth. Alastor moaned, his rutting becoming stronger and longer. 

You bit back your own sounds as his cock head caught on your entrance. Alastor broke the kiss and looked down at you for the go ahead. You were already wet, watching them make out was enough but the rubbing of your clit with his erection had you more than ready. He returned to lavishing Luci’s mouth, hips expertly angling back and pressing into you.

Despite your arousal, there was still a slight burn to the stretch of your walls around him. He didn’t ease in, instead pushing forward until he was sunk to the hilt. The pressure of his cock already pushing into your cervix made you moan loudly into the thin space between your face and Alastor’s lower chest.

The feeling of being in you and hearing you express how good that made you feel in turn made the deer sinner growl into Luci’s open mouth, and your monarch found it intoxicating. His head was swimming. An idea came to him that he tucked away for when it was his turn. A stunt he was sure would make Alastor growl and groan even louder for him. 

Alastor’s pace quickened, hips coming down against yours without concern for bruising. His mouth stayed locked on Lucifer’s lips, parting for the briefest of moments to pant heavily into the few centimeters between them. To let the man go any further from him was unimaginable and unacceptable. As if to convey that sentiment, Alastor’s hips began to press in and up, using the force to slowly fuck you up the bed, against Luci, until the latter’s head was pressed into the headboard. Trapped between Alastor’s hungry mouth and solid wood.

The few times your eyes could maintain focus, you caught Alastor looking down at you. A pause to stop and acknowledge the pleasure you were so freely giving him.

Passionate was not the typical word you’d use for Alastor’s approach to sex, but that was the only word to come to mind as you watched him bully his tongue past the already swollen lips of your other lover. 

Your nails clamored up Luci’s thighs and sunk into the skin near his hip bones. Every exhale came out high and shaky.

As you began to tighten around him, muscles clenching and twitching in response to the way his cock was ramming into your cervix, Alastor finally sat back on his haunches. His hand pressed against your womb and felt your skin move with every inward thrust. 

Everything was checking off boxes in his empty head; moaning mate, tight cunt, deep press, two does, clean sheets.

His hands came to your hips to raise you to the perfect angle. Knees widening, he lowered, exploratory thrusts slowed until he adjusted to just how he needed you. You didn’t know the question or the answer he had found, just felt how his wide cock prodded your g-spot. 

Alastor’s body was on autopilot, the heat of his fever reaching a pitch you could feel in your deepest spots.

When his knot was forced into you, it’s pulsing and constant pressure on your g-spot was so immense it set off an orgasm that had been building slowly until then. Unprepared, it took your body by surprise as your core drew in. 

Lucifer watched your legs fold up and shoulders lift off the bed. Your moans waned before roaring back into shrieks; wails so close to pained he panicked as you shook. You could feel Alastor twitching inside you, the heat of his release uncommonly high. It forced your focus momentarily to that flood of hot seed pooling at your cervix.

A new orgasm crashed through you before the last one’s waves had fully subsided, giving you no time to rest. When you tried to breathe and relax your muscles, you found your swollen cunt sinking further onto his knot. The only way to avoid overstimulation was to keep your stomach and thighs so tight you were ever so slightly pulled away from him.

“Fuck! Cramp!” Your left leg straightened, weakening your perfect pose. Trembling as you struggled to keep the hills of pleasure from becoming something rockier, Luci’s hands shot to your thigh. Firm thumbs tried to find the problem area, Alastor not minding or possibly even noticing Luci.

After some readjustment, you could settle and let the multiple orgasms end their streak. It took time for Alastor to finish, several more sudden and gushing rounds of his cum flooding you. His knot did its job, not letting a drop leave your hole as your lower belly extended slightly. When Alastor finally deflated, he pulled out and let you roll over onto your stomach. 

Your arms and legs were still racked with tremors, thighs promising to give out the second you stood. You didn’t get the chance to try though, as soon as you began to crawl on all fours to the edge of the bed a large clawed hand pressed firmly into your upper back and held you down. A hand significantly bigger than before. 

“Alastor!” Luci snarled as your face was sinking into the pillows. His eyes flashed his signature red at the now looming form of the radio demon. 

“It’s okay Luci. He just needs a second.” You mumbled, feeling Alastor’s free hand run down your sore and swollen entrance. Another moment of Alastor huffing and scenting the air filled the room before he released you. With a roll and a wobble, you rushed to the bathroom to keep the carpet from getting stained with what you could already feel gravity pulling out of you. 

Alastor fell face first into the bed. Luci could see the exhaustion settle on the sinner and let nails scratch down Alastor’s back. The deer demon hummed a stifled, “Thank you.” into the silk of the pillows.

Luci very rarely had time to linger on Alastor’s body. The two usually found themselves lost in pleasure and caught in the moment, never a chance to notice the details. He remembered Alastor commented on the sound of him sleeping, a sentiment so oddly sweet he felt compelled to do something sweet in return. He threw his leg over Alastor’s thighs and straddled him, both hands now running up and down his back. 

While already smaller than him, Luci could really appreciate how much Alastor had shifted into his more domineering size. His hands were so delicate looking against the scarred and tanned skin of his reluctant partner. 

As he reached forward to scratch along his shoulders, he didn’t notice how his soft cock was rubbing against the curve of Alastor’s ass. He might not have noticed if not for Alastor’s pleasured groans growing louder, followed quickly by the rapid flicking of his tail against Lucifer’s navel. 

“Feel good, big guy?” Luci leaned forward now with purposeful teasing. Alastor bucked back into Luci’s lap, causing his monarch to feel unsteady nd grip his shoulders for security. “I don’t normally do this, but I’m feeling generous today.” 

Alastor’s eyes were closed but still the glow Luci’s golden magic reached past his eyelids. He didn’t register anything had changed for that first second. But then, one by one, the clues roused him.

The little prick against his cheeks was absent. 

Something wet was pressing into his thighs.

A sweet and dizzying scent he didn’t know but his brain recognized as good was reaching his nose.

He shot up so quickly Luci fell onto his back with a shout. Alastor felt his vision blur as he tried to focus on the image before him. 

Two large, forward turned doe ears atop Luci’s head and a glistening, wet pussy between his milky thighs.

“Surprise!” Luci said proudly, getting onto his stomach to show off his small blonde tail. He knew it would drive Alastor wild but he failed to understand exactly what that meant for a deer demon in rut.

Luci’s eyes rolled back, Alastor’s mouth cupping his newly magicked sex and tongue lapping from clit to hole. It was working far better than he had hoped.

Hips rising up to meet the hungry tongue, Luci regretted not trying this sooner. Everything was so slick. Alastor’s nose nuzzled his flesh with every move between his folds before diving into Luci’s own heat. The growl the sinner made as he fucked Luci with his tongue sent shivers through the king’s body. This was the best praise he’d ever received from Alastor, by far. 

The sensations were foreign, his memory of using such a form too outdated to provide him any reference. Soft walls prodded by the strong, long tongue. Luci’s thighs slid open wider and wider to allow more access.

Alastor’s hips ground down into the bed, leaking cock smearing into the blankets as he sought friction. His brain told him to breed but his body didn’t want to part from Luci’s cunt for a second. But when his newly minted mate moaned so loudly, so unashamedly signaled how good Alastor was making him feel, he found the strength.

Luci’s hand flew back to slow Alastor’s entrance, “It’s new anatomy, Alastor. You can’t just go in with one thrust like with Kitten.” He raised his hips, drawing his knees in and gripping the blankets, “Ease in.”

Nothing Luci said really penetrated Alastor’s skull. His vision was pretty pink and sopping wet. But he did try, to be fair. At the first press Alastor had to break the skin of his bottom lip with his teeth to regain some mental clarity. Distantly he heard his king’s sharp gasps and he could feel the way Luci’s hips jumped away before slowly pushing back to regain the length lost. He found Luci nearly too tight, too hot, too soft. A very real fear he would entirely lose his mind tried to sink into his stomach but got burned away in his chest. 

“Good boy.”

He couldn’t be sure who said it. But his hips began thrusting in response, shallow but fast. Every return allowed him to stake new territory in his Doe King.

Luci couldn’t think straight either, the pain was enough to make him shake yet added an excitement he hadn’t expected. It wasn’t pain for nothing. It was the ache of his body stretching apart to accept Alastor. It was the sting of being molded to his lover. The growl Alastor let out when he could finally fit all of himself in made the smaller man’s toes curl.

He clicked back into his body from the sensation of your fingers carding through his disheveled hair. 

“Looks like you’re taking him well, your majesty.” You cooed, sliding down onto your belly and resting your head on your arm. He saw the way your eyes examined the angle at which Alastor was hitting. Your hands gripped his ears gently, watching his tail swish side to side.

“Doe.” Luci ground out, neck craning back, “I thought he’d like it.”

Alastor reached over and let his hand feel the impact of his cock through Luci’s lower stomach. Coming down, he let two large palms rest on either side of Luci’s ears. If the position didn’t warn him, a beginning move for Alastor’s mating press, the bulging knot threatening his hole did.

“I don’t wanna,” Luci stopped to moan, body rocking back to meet the already dead end thrusts, “—this position when he knots.” 

It took some coordination, and Alastor didn’t particularly like the idea, but he relented. He took Luci by the waist and fell backward onto the bed. 

Alastor whined when the warmth of Lucifer’s cunt left him, but you were treated to the most salacious moans as Luci sunk back down onto the bright red organ.

Finding a pace that satisfied him was easy, as Alastor had swelled large enough to bully every inch of Lucifer’s newly broken-in pussy. 

Watching his doe eared lover ride him so vigorously made Alastor’s chest heave and swell with pride. 

“He wants you so badly,” you smile as you slid into the bed beside Alastor, resting your head on his shoulder. 

“Funny,” a snicker before letting his hips fuck up into Luci and knocking him off balance, “He seemed insulted to be called a doe earlier.”

Luci flashed a middle finger before resting both hands in Alastor’s raised knees for support. 

Alastor turned his head to you, whispering how perfect you were for him, how you gave him more than he deserved. You let your eyes close to the sound of his voice so low and gravelly. His words warmed your heart and your lap with efficiency you had to admire.

Jumbled and rather embarrassing thoughts flooded the radio demon's mind far worse than the ones he said out loud to you. He felt he fully succeeded in bringing the devil under him (metaphorically). But the animal pieces of himself he was made to endure went silly and slack, what a feisty mate. My prodigy could have no better than the devil himself. Good doe. Mine. 

You opened your eyes again and watched the knot swell to a point you’d consider scary. Alastor sensed it somehow too, despite the static bouncing around his skull in lieu of rational consciousness, and turned his attention away from you.

He wrapped a hand around Luci’s neck and drew him down to his face, his mouth to the king’s ear. “When you cum, I will make you take my knot. And then your tight little hole will clamp down and milk me dry. Are you ready, your majesty? To take everything I will give?”

Luci clenched around Alastor and bit back the ever present urge to argue. He nodded and let himself be fucked. He felt so small and safe in the embrace of the transformed sinner. One hand could palm his skull with ease and it made him shiver at the thought. How rarely he let himself be physically manipulated. Alastor always made the circumstance so rewarding it was impossible to turn down.

Stomach tightening, he tried to remember how it felt to have a vaginal orgasm. Tried to recall how he reacted. For some reason as you reminded him to take deep breaths, he stumbled over his peak.

When he felt Luci spasming around his cock Alastor bit back his moan to finally push the rest of himself in. It was borderline cruel to wait for that moment, when he knew Lucifer would be the tightest and least pliable but the feeling of such soft flesh rolling over his knot made him slip out of his mind entirely. His knot was pulled in, his darling doe’s cunt felt like it was sucking him deeper with every twitch.

Luci pushed himself up, muscles screaming to move as he shook from the full body euphoria of being stretched and stuffed so intensely.

The looseness of his waning orgasm radiated out from his core. Without intention, Luci’s wings expanded as the relaxation made it to his shoulders. In a flurry of feathers and low growls Lucifer’s wings were seized in cutting claws and dragged down. Instinctively he pulled back, horns out for the second time that day as he glared down at Alastor, arm cocked back to strike at the insolent demon. But Alastor’s smile was entirely absent, brows knit together in a confusing display of angry panic that brought a pause to Luci’s fist. 

Quickly, you sat up and set a soft hand on his chest, “Heeey baby, it’s okay. Luci isn’t going anywhere.” Slowly, setting the pace for where you wanted his breathing to come down to, your fingers raked through his chest fluff. “He was just showing his buck how good he makes him feel. Loosen your hands, Alastor. I promise your pretty doe won’t fly away. Right, Luci?”

A pleading gaze from you to please be patient with the afflicted deer. A stiff nod from the king.

Luci watched as a flicker of embarrassment fell over Alastor’s face, ears pressing back and down to his skull, and his fists around the wings opened. 

When Alastor’s black and red eyes locked on Luci’s red and yellow, the king blinked away the warning display and brought his head down. Cautiously, refusing to withdraw his horns completely yet but letting his wings dissipate, he bared his neck to the mess of a man beneath him. He felt the sigh before he heard it, Alastor’s hands returning to Luci’s body with a much calmer touch as he pulled the offered flesh into his mouth.

That intoxicating scent returned, making Alastor’s mouth flood with saliva. Lucifer let his body go slack back into Alastor’s embrace as his neck was nipped and sucked. He wanted to warn against marks, knowing he couldn’t lie if Charlie asked about them. But a little flame of pride lit him up in a not dissimilar way to Alastor earlier. 

He hid his smile in the fluffy expanse beneath him, sighing as he felt a second release of Alastor’s cum fill him even further. He didn’t want Luci to go. He wanted him there, so much so he manhandled the devil to try and keep him close. How deeply satisfying it felt to be wanted. He’d surely tease Alastor later for it, but in that moment he felt full of honey and wine. Sweet and dizzy. 

You relaxed again, letting Alastor’s arm come around you and tuck you against his side. 

A blanket of trophies, two lovers of worth he couldn’t articulate surrounding him. Luci squeaked as Alastor twitched inside him with primal satisfaction.  ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

When you all awoke some hours later from what you could only call a cock drunk bliss nap, there was little time to consider other needs like food and water.

Alastor felt frustrated at being able to fuck just one of you at once. He was visibly annoyed, ears twitching and tail pressed down over his ass. Luci, ever the clever if not poorly thought out angel, pulled your body onto his. Your back against his chest, his chin against your ear.

Luci wiggled his hips which made your own body move too.

“Shouldn’t you be grateful for two holes to fill, Alastor? I didn’t take you for greedy.”

“It’s a matter of pride.” Alastor shot back. Your legs fell to either side of Lucifer’s as his thighs spread. 

His furrowed brow melted and rose as he returned to the warmth of Luci’s body. He watched your form bounce and jiggle with every thrust, a softness that made him swallow back the drool threatening to spill from his mouth.

Perhaps it was the rut, but he took far too long to realize he had a remedy to his problem.

The room darkened, the red of the day now a peerless black. You felt something small and thin press at your entrance gently before sinking in. Widening the further it went, you smiled through your moan as you realized Alastor had let loose his shadow arms.

Black and writhing tentacles of darkness that wrapped around Luci’s thighs and slid around your waist. A physical manifestation of his needs.

Finally, he could hear you both gasping beneath him. You watched through lusty tear filled eyes as Alastor’s form twitched and grew between your sets of thighs. 

Antlers threatening to knock against the posts of your shared canopy bed as he sighed at the thought of breeding both of his mates.

Sooner than either of you had anticipated, Alastor leaned forward and lifted Luci’s body to allow him to drive his cock as deeply as it could go. 

You felt Luci stiffen beneath you, his arms holding onto your scrambling as Alastor fucked his still inflating knot in and out of him.

Luci’s panting and pleasured cries into your neck was doing so much for you. Eyes closed, feeling that wet tentacle pumping out of you faster and faster and imagining how wide Luci was being forced apart on Alastor’s knot brought you to your second orgasm of the day. Alastor could smell your pleasure, your sweat and your slick flooding his senses as Luci’s fluttering hole numbed his mind to anything but the two of you.

The sound of slapping skin slowed as Alastor came with a growl into the headboard. He moved until his knot was stuck, letting himself moan out mumbled praises for you both as he flooded Luci’s womb. 

The discomfort set in so quickly after the pleasure faded. Alastor’s cock tender and chaffed, Luci’s pussy sore and swollen, and your body and mind spent from the stress and pleasure of managing to keep both men civil and happy.

A bath sounded so good at that moment, but you knew Lucifer was attached to Alastor for a little while and that Alastor wouldn’t allow you to leave the bed yet. 

He sat back on his haunches again, lowering his hips to let Luci’s body relax into the bed.

Alastor’s hands petted at your legs, his signature smile snaking across his face again. 

Feeling your weight on him was as close to divine as he hoped to get again, and Luci was glad to be trapped around Alastor’s dick still. He held you tighter to him and nuzzled your neck. A a cozy feeling of being seen in the same look as you and not just as a background character to Alastor washed over him.

A perfect way to begin your long night and the even longer weekend ahead.

“Ah!” Luci piped up, “My tea.”

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silly fight - theodore nott ⋆｡˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚

warnings - mention of nsfw at the end, arguing, mention of Y/N, that’s abt it.

a few days ago me and theo got into an argument,i thought it was silly but theo obviously thought different if he’s ignored me for this long. i’ve tried to speak to him, make things better, i even bought him 2 packs of cigarettes hoping he would accept but all he did was take it and walk away. not even a look or mumble. i decided to give him space because i thought that was what he need. that was until i see him and pansy talking. that wasn’t the problem though. the problem was the fact she was gripping his arm. a bit too tight.

“i sense jealousy” i heard a familiar voice behind me, i turn around and see mattheo.

“jog on matt, seriously i’m not in the mood” i replied

“oh cmon,” he tried “let’s go do something if your boyfriend is too busy. “ he hinted towards pansy, “nothing romantic, just come to the lake as friends.”

“i’m not in the mood to do anything mattheo..”

“of course! that’s fine, do you need a hug?”

i look at him with tears in my eyes and nod. he envelopes me in a hug and rocks me. you may think i’m being dramatic but theo ignored me for 3 days and the first person i see him speak to in those 3 days is pansy, the girl that has picked on me since first year. the girl who i have warned theo about multiple times. yet he still speaks to her and let alone let her touch him!!

i was broke out my trance when mattheo got pulled off me and i look up to see theo stood there angrily.

“what do you think your doing?” he says to me in a warning voice.

“oh go away nott.” i walk up to my dorm with him following me but not before i make sure mattheos okay.

“don’t ignore me Y/N” he shouts but i’m too busy ruinning from him to fully understand.

i run into my dorm and slam the door behind me. i jump into bed and start sobbing. how dare he try to shout at me for getting a hug from my friend when he’s the reason i wanted a hug in the first place. i hear my dorm door open and a grunt followed.

“who do you think you are hugging MY best friend?” he shouts. i flinch.

“what! your the one who was letting pansy touch your arm with no problem!” i shout and see his face soften before the cold stare returned. “the girl who bullied me. still bullies me. the girl who i’ve warned you about. the girl i’m insecure of. just because of some silly fight.”

his face softens.

“i was just angry. i was trying to make you jealous i never meant to take it this far..” he said before sitting at the end of my bed and putting his hand on my leg, “ i promise she means nothing to me. nothing.”

i look at him with tears in my eyes and he reaches out to wipe them.

“baby, i’m so sorry” he hugged me and stroked my hair to try and calm me down

“it hurt to see you and mattheo tried to cheer me up, i didn’t want him i promise theo” i say through sobs

“i know amore, i know” he rocks me

after 20 minutes of me calming down he grabs my face and looks at me.

“if i ever make you feel upset again. please speak to me. no matter how mad or upset i am, give me a good telling off. ok?”

“okay” i giggle

he smiles at my giggle before hugging me

“i can always make you feel better” he says

“and how is that?”

he smirks at me before pulling my trousers and going down… i think you knows what happens next.

HOWD MY FIRST STORY DO?!!!

i thought of this on the spot and it might be short and my grammar isn’t the best but we move!

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g!p lesserafim!!(minus eunchae ofc😭)

parings: camgirlg!p!lessera x bimboish!f!reader

warnings: anal, toys, dildo’s, groping, voyeurism, facefucking, edging, overstimulation, hentai dialogue for kkura, cervix fucking, squirting, riding, humiliation, darcyphilia, degrading kink, dumbification, this is not proofread guys😭

THEY LOOK SO FINE IN THIS PIC!? 😵‍💫😵‍💫

camgirl!kkura would be such a perv. she would always grope your tits and hump your ass, calling you pet names like kitty and bunny. she’d be such a hentai addict that it’s concerning. she would make you wear a slutty black maid dress that would expose your boobs and ass just howd she likes along with the cutest bunny headband she could find!

camgirl!kkura would make you sit on the floor, letting her viewers see the sight of you before gripping your hair and pushing your face against her dick. she would let you pull her her shorts and boxers down, revealing her hard cock to her viewers. she’d be so mean, forcing you to say erotic things but you obliged because you’re her cute dumb bunny!

“please give me your milk!!” you would beg so nicely she would praise you by calling you her good bunny and finally stuffed your mouth with her cock.

she’d hold your head so tightly because she was lost in the pleasure of your warm mouth around her cock! she would make you deep throat her, nose on her pelvis as you were gagging on her dick but she couldn’t care less! when she feels her high coming she would pull your mouth off her cock and would cum all over your tits.

she would tie your hands up like how they do in hentai, and force you in doggy, pushing her cock into your tight ass with no prep, making the two if you moan out but yours were downright screams. it hurt so bad you tried to run away but she would force her cock all the way into your ass making tears fall down your cheeks :((

“don’t run bunny, let me fuck you stupid.” kkura told you, holding you in place.

she was so hypnotized with how her cock was stretching your tight hole. she would fill your ass up with her cum and pull out, letting her viewers watch how her cum was spilling out of your hole and down to your cunny! :((

camgirl!chae would be such a tease. she’d tie your arms and legs to each side of the bed corners, deeming you unable to move and at her mercy. she would bring her camera close and spread your pussy lips, letting her viewers get a good look at your drippy cunny. she would be so into size training, stuffing your cunt with plastic see-through cocks and just when you’re about to cum she would remove the dildo from your cunny, making you cry out because she won’t let you cum!! :((

camgirl!chae would rub her tits on your cunny but you just can’t get off! you need her cock to stuff your twitching cunny :(( tears would be running down your face as you plea for her to stop and fill you up with her cock, her viewers would think you’re so cute like that. begging her for her dick with tears falling down your pretty face, how could chae say no?

camgirl!chae would hold the camera so they can see how she was pounding into you so hard, tits shaking and back was arched as you were babbling ‘thank you’s’ to her! you were so overstimulated that you were just nonstop squirting and whining, you were just so cute! chae would moan so loudly when she came in your sweet cunt. she would pull out and push down on your tummy and let the viewers see how her seed came out of you!! <33

camgirl!yunjin would be so mean!! she would dress you in a pretty pink seethrough skirt along with a see through crop top and make you watch as she uses the fleshlight’s cunt to pleasure herself :(( you would be so excited when she tells you to lay down and hold your legs open so her viewers can see your dripping cunt but she would just place the fleshlight on your tummy and put your legs on her shoulders, pounding hard into the fleshlight making you rock back in forth. you were crying and begging her to stop and fuck you instead of the dumb toy, watching how her face would twist from the pleasure and grunts would fall out of her mouth :((

camgirl!yunjin would laugh in your face, taunting you by calling you a dumb toy yourself and that you’re just a cock hungry toy!! she would take the toy off of your tummy and cum all over you. then turning around to ask her viewers if she should finally fuck you, but they’re all so mean. telling her no and how she should make you ride a fleshlight knowing that you can’t get off on that because it never compares to yunjinie :((

camgirl!zuha would be so addicted to you cunt! you’re cunt just squeezes her so tight that she can’t move, making you take control. camgirl!zuha would be so pussy whipped, she would have her hands on your waist as you stand on your tippy toes and slam down on her cock repeatedly, the video would capture how your tits we’re bouncing in her face until she began to suck on them, moaning into your tits and back arching off her chair.

you would be high pitch squealing and moaning so much, her cock was just hitting your cervix so nice your were squirting all over her cock. but you couldn’t get enough, bouncing on her cock until she’s shooting blanks into your cunny <33

[marimology]

one piece characters and how they’d react to you having a shirt with their face on it that says “ i heart my girlfriend “

characters : ichiji vinsmoke,jinbei, ace, sanji, franky + robin

warnings : none short drabble poly frobin

ichiji

— is NOT amused

—hates the shirt actually

— went to hug you from the back in the morning while you where making breakfast and asked if you got a new shirt until you turned around and he saw THAT with a picture of him sleeping in the heart of the shirt

his face got redder than his hair

“don’t you dare wear that in public”

“didnt plan on it sugar” you say before heading out the door

“wha-Y/N I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WOULD WEAR IT IN PUBLIC”

“i’m going to get mail”

“ok….. realization hits WE DONT HAVE A MAILBOX”

as soon as you take a shower he’ll use the shirt as a gag and throw it out the next day

hates that fuck ass shirt

jinbei

— is…. amused at least

“whered you even get that picture”

“you’d be amazed how many pictures the fishman pirates has of you”

“howd you even-“

“i have my ways jinbei….i have my ways”

— the next day appears with a shirt that says “ i heart my pearl” with your face on it.

ace

as SOON as he sees that shirt he’s burning it

saw you pouting cus of it and asked whyd you get it

“cus you’re my baby girl”

“ well i don’t need to be put on a shirt !”

he’s a division commander of the whitebeard pirates he doesn’t need to be put on a shirt :( you do it again to spite him

sanji

“AWE I HEART YOU TO Y/N-SW- wait does that say girlfriend” he said with hearts in his eyes before stopping mid movement to reread the shirt

“maybe —“ you’d say covering the shirt up

makes you cross it out and replace the word girlfriend with prince or something

gets a shirt with your face on it that says “i heart y/n-swan”

franky + robin

you all have matching ones actually and the one he has of you he works in. he has no shame he wants everyone to see the super cool shirts he made of all of you.

everyone who sees his shirt is like “partners?” and he stares at them and is like “ yes don’t they both look amazing!” without a care in the world

chopper has one that says “i heart my parents” with a photo of the three of you on it

it was for an anniversary present he refuses to take it off

notes : i actually have a shirt of sanji

[wonbin-truther]

˚⊹ ᰔೀ dream boyfriend: incoming ˚⊹ ᰔೀ ╰┈➤ friends dont kiss

you swung your legs back and forth on the bench and hugged jaemin's sweater closer to your body. you sighed as you pressed the screen of your phone. the time 7:30 glowed from in front of the picture of you and your friends. your pride kept you from texting the canadian male to ask where he was so you waited. you waited until 8:00 showed on your phone and your patience started wearing thin.

"hey," a deep voice spoke up. you looked toward mark lee who was walking towards you. you stood up, stuffing your hands into the pockets of the sweater. mark was in pj pants and a grey hoodie. if you squinted closely there was a purple mark tucked underneath the neckline but you paid no mind to it. it was currently the least of your worries as the man in front of you spoke up, "what did you want to talk about?"

"you're late," your tone was flat. you stared into his eyes and he stared back for a bit before breaking eye contact. "sorry" he refused to meet your eyes. you let out a laugh, "sorry? that's all you have? i knew this was a bad idea. im just wasting my time just like you've been doing for months."

mark scoffed, eyebrows furrowed, "if i remember correctly you wanted to meet to talk." "if i remember correctly you were the one who said 7:00. yet now its 8:15 and here we are," you had to push back the tears that were about to fall. you swallowed hard, "im over this mark. im done."

"done with what?"

"all this," you began, "what even were we?"

"friends."

the word stung every part of you. you felt it come out of marks mouth and enter you, just for it to get stuck in the pit of your stomach.

"friends?," another laugh came out of you, this time sadder then before. "just friends? really?" mark nodded, "friends. that's it. what else would we be?" "well last time i checked friends dont kiss," your voice was harsh. it took mark back a bit. you were always pretty soft spoken around him. he had never heard you angry, other than the times you spoke to him about somi. he remained quiet, giving you the room to continue. "and after everything. somi? really? after everything i told you?," tears started to slip down your cheeks and mark wanted nothing but to reach out and wipe them, but he knew that was no longer his place. so he kept his hands glued to the pocket of his hoodie and watched as you wiped them away yourself.

"what did i do to deserve this? did i do something to wrong you? why somi?" you choked out. mark stayed quiet. "say something. please," you shouted through your tears.

"she isnt that bad."

you rolled your eyes, "fuck you. seriously. that's what you have to tell me? she isnt that bad?" "maybe if you gave her a ch-" you cut him off before he could end his sentence. "shes my cousin, mark. my cousin who bullied me and blamed my moms death on me. or did you forget that?" mark kept his gaze low, kicking the rocks under his feet. "you know what, have fun with her. the two of you deserve each other. dont fucking talk to me ever again, asshole."

"wait yn. im-," mark tried but it fell upon deaf ears as you turned away from him and started walking in the direction of your dorm.

mark stood in the same spot for a few minutes after you left processing what he just did. maybe he had taken it too far with somi; but the devil on his shoulder spoke much louder in his ear as it told him that you were the one who started this. maybe somi had pushed him too far, he was fighting with his friends and now he had effectively lost you, but all the voice told him was that they don't support him. he stayed with his thoughts before turning and making his own way back home.

"hey howd it go?" jaemin asked as you pushed open the door. a frown quickly showed on his face as he saw your puffy eyes and wet tears still on your flushed cheeks. you shook your head as sobs wracked your body. jaemin was quick to rush to your side, taking you into his arms and letting you sob into his chest. his hand found its way to your hair, running his fingers through it. "princess?" jaemin pulled away as you began to calm down. you hummed in response, looking up at him. "you okay?" he cupped your cheeks and a small smile formed on your face. "yea im good."

mark pushed open the door to his empty dorm. he flipped on the lights and stared at the messy room. hyuck was god knows where and somi .... he finally checked his phone for any notifications fron the blonde girl. nothing. maybe mark did fuck up.

previous - main - next

synopsis! it wasnt your fault mark was the first profile to appear on your instagram! and it was most definitely not your fault when you told your annoying older cousins that mark lee, the captain of your unis soccer team, was your boyfriend and somehow got him invited to the next family reunion...

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[bkgml]

“i want you” part 2!!

part 1

katsuki wakes up late.

feeling his girl wrapped in his arms, he peels open his swollen eyes.

you’re still asleep, still peaceful. it’s as if you have no idea what happened the night before.

and he wants you to stay this peaceful. even if it’s just for awhile longer.

“hey man, you okay?” kirishima asks as katsuki exits his bedroom.

katsuki looks awful, and he knows it.

“memory’s back.” he mumbles, grabbing the coffee pot from kirishimas hand.

he feels a hand patting his back.

“howd she take it?”

katsuki answers with nothing but a sigh, heavy with sorrow.

“i’m sorry.” kirishima says.

“i don’t know what to do.” katsuki whispers.

he can feel tears in his eyes but he refuses to let them fall.

“go see her. enjoy the last moments you have with her.” kirishima responds.

katsuki nods slowly.

on shaky legs, he inches towards his bedroom.

he opens the door and you’re still sleeping soundly.

he inhales deeply before shutting the door and taking one last look at kirishima. kirishima sends an awkward wave and a smile his way while watching the door close.

katsuki turns to you and watches you stir slightly as he climbs into bed.

wrapping his warm arms around your waist and pulling the blanket higher on your bodies, kisses your face softly before finally taking a deep inhale of your hair and falling asleep.

“why is this happening? we love each other isn’t that enough for them?!” your voice, muffled and filled with anguish reaches katsuki’s ears behind the closed doors.

he frowns, burying himself deeper into the comfort of your scent on his sheets.

“i know. the commission does what they want though. they can’t have the number 2 heroes girl go missing, then no civilians will feel safe.” kirishima reasons.

“he keeps me safe! don’t they have any trust in him?! if they trust him enough to do his job then they can stay the fuck out of my business!” you yell and katsuki hears your voice break.

jumping out of bed and opening his door he sees you crying with your face in your hands and kirishima awkwardly standing to the side.

katsuki engulfs you in his arms and you fist his shirt.

“don’t cry, sweetness. they’re not worth it.” he says, rubbing your back.

“you’re worth it. we’re worth it katsuki, don’t you get that?” you look up at him with furrowed brows.

he threads his fingers through your hair and looks at you softly.

“of course i get that.” he says, kissing your forehead.

you tuck your face into his chest and sob quietly.

kirishima paces the room in distress.

“i don’t know what to do. i don’t know how to help you guys.”

you and katsuki look up from your spot on the couch, you in his lap and his arms caging you in.

katsuki hears a small whimper of defeat from beside him and he shushes you, pressing small kisses to your face.

you look to him, tears filling your eyes.

“are you going to kick me out?” you whisper, hand clutching his shirt.

“don’t worry about that right now. we’re going to fix this i promise.” he says, reaching his hand behind your head and pulling you closer to him.

the three of you spend the day inside, ordering food and discussing plans to propose a deal with the commission.

katsuki looks over at you, eyes drooping and your face resting in the palm of your hand.

he reaches for your thigh and you perk up a little, eyes meeting his.

“go take a nap, okay? i’ll be right here when you wake up.” he assures you.

you rest your head on his shoulder.

“you promise?” you ask meekly, hand reaching out for his.

he squeezes your hand and thigh in affirmation.

pressing his forehead to your temple, he nods against your head.

“go sleep.” he says softly.

“yeah yn, you deserve a good rest right now.” kiri chimes in with a smile.

you nod and hug katsuki before walking to his bedroom and sending a wave to the two of them.

the men continue talking and you fall asleep quickly in katsuki’s bed.

you open your eyes and look to the clock, 4:00am.

you smile as you feel katsuki’s arms tighten around your waist.

turning in his grip, you admire his peaceful face.

“i love you more than anything.” you whisper, pressing a kiss to his nose.

peeling your eyes open, you admire the chirps of birds outside katsuki’s open window.

6:30am.

you don’t feel katsuki beside you so you stretch a little before swinging your legs over the bed and walking towards the door.

as you open it, you hear the lack of chatter between the two men and see the empty apartment.

“…kats?” you call into the open air.

“katsuki??” you say walking into the empty kitchen and pacing.

“katsuki? kirishima?” you call more urgently, practically running into the living room.

“kats?!” you call, voice breaking.

you’re panting now, hyperventilating. he wouldn’t leave you like this. not this way.

“baby?? hey. i heard you calling for me.” katsuki says, jogging into his living room.

you whine, running to him.

“katsuki.” you whimper, jumping into his arms, limbs wrapped around him tightly.

“hey. hey. what’s wrong?” he soothes, eyes and hands running over your body to check if anything’s physically wrong.

“where were you?” you sputter.

“i thought you left me again. you promised you’d be at the table when i woke up.” you cry, pressing grateful kisses over his face between your words.

he walks you over to the couch, sitting with you in his lap.

“i’m sorry, sweetness. i had to pee. kirishima went to get us breakfast.” he says, running his hands over your arms.

“i thought-“ you hiccup.

“i thought you left me. i’m being so irrational.” you says through tears.

“i’m not leaving you. never again. i promise.” he says, his own eyes a little teary.

he kisses you sweetly until your tears stop.

“do you wanna take a shower before kirishima gets back?” he says softly against your lips.

you nod in reply and he takes you to the shower. where he shampoos your head for you and drags a loofa over your skin, pressing kisses over your skin in the process.

by the time the two of you are done, freshly cleaned and in new clothes. kirishima has breakfast laid out for the three of you.

“hey guys. let’s eat!” he says cheerily, sitting down and digging in.

the three of you eat together, finally laughing just like old times.

after you finished eating, you all joined together to wash, dry and put away the dishes, still laughing.

“should we watch tv?” kirishima asks and katsuki nods, the two of them starting to walk to the living room.

you stand still, confused.

“but what about making a plan for the commission?” you ask.

they turn back to look at you.

katsuki reaching his hand out and kirishima grinning.

“we made the plan before bed last night.” kirishima says, grin never faltering.

you hesitate, confused. but eventually take katsuki’s hand anyway. watching tv with them until sundown.

“you’re tired.” katsuki says, watching you stifle a yawn.

you shake your head in protest but lean forward to rest your head on his chest anyways.

you yawn again and he grins.

“sleepy girl.” he teases.

“no… no i’m not.” you mumble sleepily.

he pats your arms before standing, forcing your head to fall back onto the couch.

you groan, trying to get comfortable again.

“come on. kirishimas already asleep. let’s go sleep.” he says, soothing your protests and lifting you over his shoulder.

you look to your red headed friend and seeing that he is-in fact asleep.

katsuki pushes kirishimas head until his falls onto the other end of the couch, allowing him to lie down with only the slightest bit of uncomfortableness.

“night kiri.” you say slowly, tiredly. as you watch over him from your spot on katsuki’s shoulder.

“alright. there you go.” katsuki says, placing you down on his bed. the bed that’s been your home for the last three days.

“come.” you whine, making the slightest grabby hands at him.

he laughs, climbing into bed with you.

you shuffle close to him and wrap yourself completely around him. giving him no chance of escape. not that he wants to, he’s perfectly happy in the prison of your warm limbs.

“missed you.” you say quietly, tracing his face with your finger. as gently as you can, following the curve of his nose and lips, his cheekbones and brushing up his hair to see his cute forehead.

“missed your face.” you whisper, eyes meeting his.

he looks perfectly content.

“missed you too, sweets. you and your face.”

you hum, tucking your face into his neck to place warm kisses to his collarbones and allowing your hand to slip under his shirt to trace his chest and his abs.

“are you nervous about tomorrow..?” you ask, eyes refusing to meet his.

he brings his own hand up his sweater that you’re wearing to trace your spine slowly, the rhythm making your eyes flutter closed.

“no. me and kirishima made a great plan. it’s gonna work.” he says firmly, hoping to convince you.

you release a shaky breath. worry evident in your tone you ask,

“but what if it doesn’t?”

“hey guys! i didn’t hear you go to bed last night.” kirishima says, greeting the two of you with a fresh pot of coffee.

“yeah? that’s cause you were conked out before 8.” katsuki retorts and you giggle.

kirishima laughs too and pours three cups of coffee for the three of you to enjoy.

“alright guys. todays the day.” kirishima announces.

katsuki nods, taking a sip from his mug. and you tap your fingers on your own mug.

“so why don’t i know of this plan?” you ask, finger tracing the rim before you take a sip.

the two men look at each other.

“cause i like teasin you. making you nervous.” katsuki grins, mischievously.

you groan. glaring at him.

“it’s working a little too well. don’t i need to do anything to prepare? anything i can help with?” you say.

“you have to go back to your apartment and get dressed in clothes other than mine.” katsuki replies, pinching the baggy arm of his sweatshirt your body.

you laugh but a question plagues your mind.

“you aren’t gonna come with me..?” you ask.

he cups your face and you lean into his hand.

“the press would be broadcasting a sighting of the two of you before we’d get a chance to even talk to the commission.” kirishima answers, face apologetic.

you huff but you understand.

“you’re gonna meet us at the commissions office at noon, okay?” katsuki says as he bids you farewell at the door.

you nod. his arms are around your waist and you don’t want to leave them. you know it’s silly, but you just got him back. you don’t want to risk never getting held by him like this again.

“promise this plans going to work.” you say, holding out your pinky as a silent request.

he rolls his eyes before linking his pinky with yours.

“so childish.” he says.

you step onto your tippy toes and press your lips to his as a farewell.

you press all your emotions into him while your lips move together slowly.

“noon.” you confirm as you pull away.

he nods, releasing his arms from around you.

“bye kirishima.” you say, hugging him right.

“bye yn. see you there.” he replies.

you step out the door and begin your walk to your apartment.

*incoming call from ‘katsu’*

“hi, suki. i’m walking into my apartment building right now.” you said calmly.

“have you seen the news??” he asks, a little panicked.

your brows pull together in confusion, your step pattern faltering slightly.

“…no, why?”

your phone dings as a new message comes in.

10:14am

katsu: ARTICLE: pro hero dynamites ex girlfriend last seen wearing men’s clothing while exiting his apartment building. have the two come together once more?

“shit.” you say, palm coming to cover your mouth.

“what does this mean, will the commission still meet with us?” you ask nervously.

“i hope so. just focus on getting there, okay?” he replies and the two of you say your goodbyes and hang up.

standing outside the commissions office, you feel dread creeping up the back of your neck.

“we’re gonna be okay.” katsuki assures you.

“yeah yn, our plan is gonna work.” kiri chimes in.

the three of you walk into the building together and you grab katsuki’s hand.

as he looks at you, he feels the need to protect you and shield you from these people.

you feel his grip tighten on your hand and you smile up at him with an unsure look on your face.

“don’t show them you’re scared.” he whispers lowly to you.

you nod in reply and straighten your back a little more, lift your chin a little higher.

you all walk through the corridors and your head goes fuzzy, you know you see katsuki talking to the receptionist and you know you watch as the commission greets you all coldly but it’s like you’re not even there at all.

you stand in that office across from the conference table of people for hours as katsuki and kirishima argue with them.

finally, katsuki is fed up and slams his fist on the table, silencing everyone.

you come out of your trance then and hear the quiet murmurs of the commission and katsuki’s heavy breathing.

“if you people don’t get your shit together and stay the fuck out of my business. i’m quitting.”

you gasp, eyes flying towards him in protest but he puts his hand up to shush you.

you watch as the commission attempts to mask their shock and play it off.

“please. you wouldn’t quit. and besides, even if you did we still have plenty of hero’s. the world doesn’t need dynamite.” someone retorts.

you feel white hot anger bubbling up through your veins but katsuki and kirishima don’t seem fazed.

“then i’ll quit too.” kirishima says.

you hear noises from outside in the hallway before the door opens.

“and i’ll quit too.” mina says, stepping into the room.

“same here.” kaminari says.

“i will also quit.” todoroki nods.

suddenly you see around 20 hero’s walking through the door, all announcing they’re quitting.

finally, izuku, the number one hero steps into the room.

“and i’ll quit too.” he declares.

the whole conference table of commission members shift uncomfortably in their seats.

“WE DID IT!!” kirishima screams.

the whole sidewalk of pro hero’s erupt in cheers and hollers.

some hug you, others pat katsuki on the back.

you feel overjoyed and jump into katsuki’s arms, the two of you sharing a kiss.

“let’s go home.” katsuki says.

you nod quickly, dropping back onto the ground.

while you’re sitting in bed that night, there’s increased touches and sweet kisses shared between you.

“i love you more than anything.” you whisper while being held tight in his arms.

“not as much as i love you.” he grins, arms tightening around you and he kisses your temple.

“i guess we should thank that villain that took away your memory, huh?” you say giggling.

he rolls his eyes playfully before biting your nose.

“just go to bed.”

[vctrvn-ls]

Treat Me Better

note: shld I make this a series typa thing? also first time posting not from the app lmao, hopefully this’ll post properly. warnings: swearing, angry sharky (not typical)

wordcount: 1.1k

part 2

part 3

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You slammed the door of your apartment with a low and annoyed groan.

You were wet, freezing, hungry and tired.

With shaking hands and a quivering lip you untied your shoelaces, you didn’t know if you were cold or on the verge of a breakdown.

You dragged your feet from the hallway to the living room couch, not even bothering to take off your soaking wet jeans and socks. 

Another groan left your lips, this time it was more genuine and sad. You curled up on the couch, hugging your knees and screwing your eyes shut, remembering how terribly your day went.

After taking your first set of mock exams this morning, you realized how much you don’t know. And despite all your efforts and sleepless nights of studying, you felt like giving up hope to achieve those high grades you so desired. 

You were just about to rethink how you got caught in a storm with your broken bag and torn umbrella, when you felt your phone buzz. 

You took it out of your back pocket. It was cold and damp, with drops of water smeared on the screen. How was it even working?

You looked at your messages seeing “Sharks ❤️” on the screen. Usually you’d smile, but today it was if you had no energy to do so. Before you could reply, your phone lit up and began vibrating. He was calling you.

“Fuck,” you whispered. After a quick practice of your fake happy voice you answered the call.

“Heeeyy,” you tried to sound as bubbly as you could.

“Hey baby, howd the mocks go?”

You stayed silent.

“I saw you haven’t been online since this morning. You alright?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah I was just,” your eyes darted around as you tried to make up an excuse.

“Just what?”  

“Just…needed to get something done and didn’t have the chance to pick my phone up.” 

“You have any plans for the weekends?”

“Studying. My second set of mocks is on Tuesday.”

“Oh, right.” He sounded a little disappointed “Well I hope everything’s alright. If you feel like it, maybe we can go out tomorrow?”

You let out a sigh. It was more of a breathe than a sigh really, but Sharky misunderstood the tone of your breath and took it in as annoyed.

“Or- Well we don’t have to. I was just making a suggestion…haven’t seen you in ages.” 

You frowned without replying.

After a few seconds of silence you finally said “Could you…come over?” You even sat up, shocked by your spontaneous suggestion.

“…Really?” 

You hummed.

“I-I mean yeah of course I’d love to.”

“It’s late.” You said as if reminding him.

“So? It’s not like I wake up early or I have somewhere to be.”

“Then I’m waiting.” You laid back down.

Half an hour went by and you didn’t even notice. You were so burnt out that you couldn’t even find the motivation to look at least a little presentable for your boyfriend’s arrival. Realization only hit once there was a timid knock on the door.

You cursed under your breathe and got up, walking over to the door, unlocking it.

“You okay, baby?” Was the first thing Sharky said.

“Wha-Do I not look okay?” You got a little irritated by his question.

“N-no I was just asking.”

There was a second of silence. You had a mad look on your face and Sharky could tell something was up.

“Can I maybe come in?” 

You stepped aside with a quiet ‘sorry’.

“You want anything?” You asked.

“Just you.” He smirked as he hung his coat. You rolled your eyes.

“Jeez what’s wrong?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“Nothings wrong!” You exclaimed, a little louder than you intended to.

He stared with disbelief. He didn’t say a word.

“What?” You leaned forward, feeling stupid under his gaze, which made you even more mad.

“Wha- Okay, is there anything you want to tell me?” He avoided the question that previously got a surprising reaction out of you.

“No?” You replied bitterly.

“Should I go? I don’t really feel welcomed right now.”

“Maybe you should.” You sighed. You didn’t mean that. You really didn’t.

Sharky’s face dropped. He knew he asked the question, but he didn’t think that he would hear what he heard.

“Are you for real?” He raised his eyebrows.

You shrugged.

He scoffed and laughed, looking up and shaking his head “Unbelievable.”

You observed, leaning on the wall with your shoulder and your arms crossed.

“Un-fucking-believeable.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You didn’t know if you could handle a fight right now.

“You are so,” he paused, trying to think of the right words “So… annoying.”

“What?” 

“Look, I know you probably had a hard day yeah? And whatever the fuck happened, happened. But if you ask me to come over you should at least tell me! Why am I always here to support you, yet I still get treated like shit most of the time.”

“Sharky I-”

“No you know what,” he raised his hands up “You have a problem. Like some serious issues.”

Your heart dropped. Never in your life have you ever heard Sharky talk to you or to anyone like this. He was pissed. Something you didn’t know Sharky was capable of.

“How the fuck do you expect me to help you through a hard time when you don’t tell me shit?” He whispered.

“I-”

“And when do I finally get the feeling of fulfillment that the relationship I’m in isn’t one-sided? Why are you so abnormally cold all the time? I spend so much time, so much effort to make you feel good, to make you feel loved. Will I ever get that? Will I ever experience that feeling from you? From fucking anyone?”

You opened your mouth to say something, but tears filled your eyes and your throat tightened.

“Oh and you’re gonna cry?” He laughed “YOU!?”

You sniffed and quickly wiped your eyes.

“Great. Amazing. Just great. You know what? I will leave. And I’ll leave leave cause I’m tired. Tired of wasting my energy on you.”

“I didn’t know I was such a burden,” you said in a raspy voice “Didn’t know it took that much effort to love me.”

“Yeah. It fucking does.” He grabbed his coat.

“Fuck you.” The sentence came out more like a question, rather than a confident statement.

“Yeah.” He looked at you with the saddest eyes. The most heart wrenching eyes. Eyes that spoke more than his mean words.

“Sharky, I’m sorry.” You said as if your instincts kicked in and your brain suddenly started working.

“Save it. I dont care how sorry you are. Bye. Have a nice life. And good luck tryna find someone who’ll deal with your bullshit the way I did.” He turned around and slammed the door.

You bit your thumb, sliding down against the wall to the floor.

You weren’t crying or sobbing.

In fact you didn’t make a single noise.

You just stayed there.

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[iactuallykissedsharawheeler]

⭑⌗ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒 + 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✶ let's go ahead and clear that idea that ellie wouldn't be like. immediately obsessed with you and giving you secret discounts on the weed.

✶ she met you five seconds ago and she was like. why would she ever pay for anything?? she's literally my reason for breathing?? (ok babe 😭) so you're getting that stuff for lowest price she can possibly make it. and if you flirt a little?? she's wondering why she's not just handing you the bag for free.

✶ when you guys get closer, she notices you're kinda into pink so when she sees pink papers???? she's SLAMMING that card, best believe. when you're freaking and like HOWD YOU GET THIS she's trying to pretend to be all cool like oh idk just found 'em and thought it'd be funny but if you like 'em you can have them ... i guess 😒

✶ if you're a little inexperienced with it she's a little protective and is like oh i don't think you should try that this one's way better and gives it to you on the house like?? you're trying to pay for it and she's like noooo it's for you just take it even though that was some of her good weed and she never gives that out. but you're nice and sweet and her bestest customer so who is she to charge you??

✶ when y'all are closer she literally just starts buying shit for you. you're like oh my gosh this bracelet is literally so pretty and next time you come over she's like so.. guess what and there's the bracelet in a box under two pretty pre-rolls (that she's also not letting you pay for btw)

✶ n you're so worried about breaking her bank when she does it but she's literally living lavish because she's everyone's dealer and no one with weed isn't getting it from her. (charismatic queen tbh)

✶ plus if you think this is gonna kill her wallet just wait until you guys start actually dating. she's not even waiting for you to ask for shit, she's telling you to put your cart on public so she can surprise you all the time.

✶ you're like babe how am i gonna pay you back and she's like just .. be pretty for me, yeah? 's not hard for you at all. (just flustered myself give me a minute)

✶ and some random things i just think she'd do:

✶ texting you high out of her mind about dinosaur facts because she just knows too much and needs to get it out immediately (she's such a nerd I love it 😭)

✶ trying to shotgun with you but she sees your face lookin' all pretty n dazed, chokes on the smoke, and just simply never does it after that. (give her a week, she'll be back)

✶ reading a shit ton of sci-fi. she compulsively reads savage starlight all the time but she's actually obsessed with the whole genre n can't exist without it atp (she DEFINITELY owns a few space cowboy books and before meeting you she would always imagine she was the lead guy with the hot love interest who was definitely some kind of alien. don't question it.)

✶ if you're a plushie girlie (me fr) she's ALWAYS buying you plushies. but she always buys one that matches yours for herself so you guys are "always together" or something. idk she's a little bit of a loser.

✶ she's so bad at keeping up with skincare but now she just weaponises that and makes you do it for her. literally rolling her eyes and pouting if you do yours without her, mumbling shit like "oh yeah, just forget about ellie, huh? that's what they all do" until you're like babe what??? 😭

✶ also i know that everyone says this but she really does own some weird ass shirts 😭😭 she'll get high and buy weird shit like that shirt that just says tomatoes it's so wild going through her closet lmaoo

✶ and because of her high shopping she also has some weird ass bongs like. seriously. there's a an astronaut one with octopus legs for sure, i can feel it.

✶ high ellie tweets>> she's actually so out of pocket sometimes 😭 some of her greatest hits would probs be

✶ also she was so nervous around you and wouldn't look you in the eye for too long because she didn't wanna scare you but then she got a little bold when she found out you liked girls and then was just straight up cocky when she realised you liked her, too (that blunt flick when dina said she wanted her to kiss her .. yeah that ellie)

✶ she's just the bestest, silliest, nerdiest girl ever and the best girlfriend literally anyone could ask for 💞💞

hey guys back with another banger hope you guys enjoyed make sure to like follow and subscribe‼️ no but seriously give me opinions because i love hearing you guys have little convos and the reposts are always so wild 😭😭 thank you new jersey, and goodnight (also don't look at the tags im shy) as alwaysss creds to @ cafekitsune bc these dividers are so mf cute

[gamblersdoll]

semi nsfw, older!logan, kinda mean? and not necessarily foot play but borderline.

“you shouldnt be with me, bub.” a gruffer voice rumbled from his throat, his foot still on the gas and hands on the wheel. “im alot older than you and uh.. not good with people.”

“so howd i get in your car, logan?” you ask, eyes lingering off of his muscles practically busting out of his jacket.

he wasnt as ripped as he used to be. hes older now, his young days far over. the grey hairs are hid face and head were just littering him. his smokers cough interrupts him at first, but he speaks.

“you came in here on your own, idiot.”

“yeah? but you aren’t complaining, nor trying to kick me out.” you say sing song, leaning over the armrest and squeezing his bicep. he looks to you, then back to the road. “and i dont think you want me gone, do you?”

he thinks for a second, then brushing you off.

hard to get, huh?

“cant leave you stranded, girl.” he says, pressing on the brakes and looking at you again. “youre still kinda young, right? go find someone whos your years.” and he goes right back to looking at the road, finger tips tapping at the wheel.

“nah, i think ill do what i want.” you say, turning your back to the car door and pulling your foot out of your shoe, hiking up a leg and pressing your foot softly against his lap.

“the hell are you?—“

“focus on driving, you dont want us to crash, right?” you tease, sliding your socked foot up and down his lap, feeling his semi harden up. “so mean, for what reason?”

“i have to drive, you know?” he rolls his eyes, trying his hardest to not smirk at your ambition. hes trying his hardest to not groan at the curve of your foot against his cock, but its getting hard when you have such a beauty in your car, touching you.

hes trying so hard.

so, so hard.

“youre one hell of a ride, you know?” he chuckles, taking a hand to your foot and squeezing it. it stops your mannerisms, pulling away and putting your foot into your shoe. “how about this..”

“i take you home and ill show you a good time, yeah bub?”