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seita · 4 years ago

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— a good dom.

pairing: matsukawa/f!reader

genre: smut, light fluff

wordcount: 3.359

cw: established relationship.

tags: consensual nonconsent, somnophilia, watersports, gun play, heavy humiliation/degradation, dirty talk, mean!issei, size kink, no prep, forced orgasm, fear play, aftercare

note: this is the fic i wrote for @inxriyama for the hqhq secret santa event! i really hope you like it 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

You looked so pretty, laying in your shared bed. Eyes closed, lashes resting against your cheeks as your chest rose and fell with the soft, deep breaths of your slumber.

Ever so carefully, he crawled onto the mattress, careful to keep his weight even so it wouldn’t disturb you. It creaked under his knees and he froze, looking at your body as you shifted to lay on your side -- your back facing him.

Your tank top slipped up, exposing your ribs and an expanse of smooth skin he desperately wanted to run his hands over. Maybe hook his nails in, leaving painful welts along your sides to watch you squirm and whine at the feeling.

The best part, however, were the pretty, white panties you were wearing -- the band barely peeking out from beneath the blanket, which had been pushed down in your movements. He couldn’t restis reaching down and gently tugging the covers off of you, letting them fall to the foot of the bed.

It felt like his whole body was alight, heart pounding with adrenaline as he laid himself beside you. You were so small compared to him, letting him curl him body around yours. He inhaled, letting your sweet scent overcome him, his eyes rolling back in his head. There was a little tinge of his own body wash that you had probably used before bed.

He could see his fingers trembling as he touched you, finally. He dragged his fingertips across your skin, watching the way goosebumps rose along your skin, following his feather-light touch. You whimpered in your sleep and shifted again, subconsciously sinking back to find more of his warmth.

He smiled, pressing his hips against yours to relieve some of the ache in his cock. He was already hard, no doubt making a mess in his boxers, just from the excitement that he knew was to come.

He kept his touches light, nothing that would wake you. After all, he didn’t want the fun to end too quickly.

He pushed the hem of your t-shirt up, dragging it up over your breasts, letting out a shuddering breath at the sight of your perfect, pretty tits. He cupped one, lightly squeezing the soft flesh in his hand, making sure to thumb your nipple until it hardened obediently under his touch.

“Such a responsive little body…” he breathed to himself, his own words making his cock throb.

After a moment of playing with your tits, he decided to let his hand slide between your legs. Your cunt was hot through the material of your panties and he couldn’t wait to feel the way your slick would soak them. You sighed in your sleep at the lovely pressure, mindlessly rolling onto your back and spreading your legs.

He froze, keeping his eyes on you to make sure you were really still asleep. You inhaled deeply once and exhaled, smacking your lips as you settled once more. He smiled, fixing your shirt so it revealed your breasts to him properly once more. Shifting where he laid, he pressed his lips against your nipple, pressing two large fingers against your cunt.

He knew just how to work your body, pressing the material of your panties into your slit to find your clit, circling it until he felt the little bud harden under his touch. Your breath hitched and you whined as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, lashing it with his tongue.

He couldn’t resist finally dipping his hand into your panties, taking care not to jostle you too much as he fit his fist inside, watching the material stretch to accommodate. Your folds were already growing slick and he hummed against your nipple.

You really were so responsive to him, his good little girl.

He found your clit once more with ease, using your juices to aid in smooth, tight circles he made against the bud. Your hips twitched at the stimulation and you whined, tossing your head to the side restlessly. He grinned, popping off of your breast to look down, biting his lip at the sight of your white panties now growing transparent.

He dipped his fingers into your entrance, gathering more of your slick, dragging his messy fingers back up to your clit. Your back arched and he could feel your cunt pulsing, throbbing as you grew close to your orgasm.

It was so sweet. You were so easy to make cum when you were awake, but while you slept - with your body and mind completely relaxed, it was no time at all before you were gushing into your panties.

Your entire body locked up and your eyes flew open, your jaw dropping as you cried out in pleasure.

He loved that look, the one of surprise, wonder, as he made you cum. As you finally settled, blinking blearily up at him as your sleep-riddled brain struggled to comprehend the situation you were in.

Your mouth opened, ready to say something but he was quick in slapping his hand painfully over your mouth.

“Don’t say a word,” he hisses, watching how your eyes widen in surprise at the aggression. You reach up, going to push him away but his hand moves out of the corner of your eye and you see the object in it glinting under the bedroom light.

It was a gun.

When did Issei get a gun?

He could see the wheels turning in your head, the questions flashing in your eyes that he forbade you from asking with the firm grip over your mouth.

How cute you were. Trembling in fear, whimpering against his hand as tears welled up in your eyes.

You blinked and they came rolling down your cheeks, making him grin.

“Aw, are you scared, little bunny?” he asks, cocking his head to the side as he swings his leg over your body to sit atop your waist. You sniffle and squirm beneath his weight, pressing your hands against his chest to try and put some distance between the two of you.

He grows angry with your fighting and is quick to bring the gun up, pressing the barrel against your temple. You cry out against his hand and your entire body goes still, eyes clamping shut tight.

He presses the gun even harder against your head, enjoying your reaction. You sob into his hand and it takes him a moment to feel it -- a warm wetness spreading beneath him.

He sneers, ripping himself off you, “Did you just piss on me, you disgusting little bitch?”

He spits the insult at you as he brings his hand down to slap you across the cheek. You shriek and move to your hands and knees, attempting to make a run for it across the other side of the bed.

He’s quicker than you, however, grabbing your ankle and yanking you back down. You cry out and kick your feet, fighting to get away from him.

“I-Issei, please!” you sob, squirming to get away from the mess you made on your bed, “I-I’m sorry, please stop!”

He growls and brings his hand down across your face again. You whine and cover your face with your hands, hoping to stop any more hits as you cry.

He doesn’t mind, lets you sob and squirm like that as he grips your shirt in his hands. The flimsy material groans and tears, allowing him to toss it away -- leaving your chest completely bare.

“You’re such a messy little whore,” he snaps, “I was going to be so nice to you too, but since you decided to piss on me like some kind of disgusting mutt…”

He trails off, leaving you to tremble in anticipation. You cover your breasts with your hands, whimpering and curling in on yourself as he stares down at you.

You looked so small, so fragile like that. Trembling in fear and crying until you were breathless.

Still, when he ripped your panties off, he could see the slick gushing out of your little hole -- letting him know you were definitely enjoying where this was going. He decides not to comment on it, merely rolls his eyes and sheds himself of his own sweatpants.

He crawls onto the bed, not minding the wetness he sinks his knees into. There’s no way you could win the fight against him as he pins your knees open, allowing him to slot his cock between your folds.

You shudder at the feeling and he grins.

“You’re such a fucking mess down here,” he whispers, rocking his hips, making sure to bump against your clit, “Little whore likes this, huh? Being fucked with a gun to your head?”

You shake your head but he can feel the way you arch your hips just a little, seeking out more of the pleasure he can give you. He scoffs, pursing his lips to spit lewdly against your cunt, using his cockhead to spread it around.

“I-Issei, please,” you gasp, “‘S too big…’s gonna hurt…”

He clicks his tongue, moving the gun back towards your face, pressing it against the middle of your forehead, “Aw...you want to be prepped? Too fucking bad, maybe you shouldn’t have pissed on me.”

He purses his lips again but this time he spits on your face, making you flinch and sob in humiliation. Finally, his tip catches on your entrance and he grins, keeping his eyes on your face as he slowly starts pushing inside.

He knows it hurts, your body locks up and you squeal, slapping your hands against his chest before your nails begin to bite into the skin of his pecks.

He clicks his tongue, “You don’t wanna do that, bunny. You wouldn’t want me to press this trigger by accident, would you?”

You don’t seem to even register what he’s saying, your legs trembling and kicking the deeper he sinks into your tight, unwilling little cunt. Your walls spasm around him, struggling to take even half of the length he’s already forced inside.

He adjusts his stance, biting his lip at the feeling of your hot juices coating his cock. He pulses, hard and hot inside you and it makes you keen desperately.

He’s so big, touching every single pleasurable spot inside of you that it starts to bleed into the pain of him stretching you beyond your limits. Your brain can’t comprehend what is pleasure and what is pain anymore.

You finally fall limp against the bed, eyes rolled back as you let him do as he pleases. For a second he almost thinks he broke you but then, you start gasping and crying out -- another gush of your juices squirting onto his cock.

He almost thinks you pissed on him again but the ring of cream your tight little cunt leaves behind lets him know you’re cumming nice and hard for him, without him even trying.

He laughs, “Aw, you’re cumming huh? What a filthy little bunny.”

You sob, humiliated at how easily you came for him. Your body was so attuned, so ready for him that you can’t help but cum at the drop of a hat for him. The sound of his condescending laugh had your body flushing in embarrassment.

Even though you just came, he didn’t give you a single second to rest. Instead, he began a rough, fast pace. The sound of his hips meet is drowned out by the way you sob and cry in pleasure.

“Too much! I-Issei, please!” you shriek, gasping when he harshly slaps you once more.

Your back arches and he watches, with a sadistic grin, as you eyes roll back into your head. You fall silent and he thinks, for just a second, he may have fucked you unconscious but after a second, you’re gushing around his cock once more.

You sob, chest heaving almost violently. Every time his cock moves inside you, it urges you to squirt again and again. His thighs, cock, and abdomen are dripping with your cum but it doesn’t stop him or even slow him.

“Ah, you’re such a nasty little slut, look at the fucking mess you’re making,” he spits, gripping you beneath the knees to force you into a mating press. Your mouth opens to scream but the weight on your chest only makes you wheeze instead, “Don’t you have any shame? You’re so fucking embarrassing, being such an insatiable whore. Can’t stop cumming for even a second.”

“Issei…” you wheeze, nails biting into his forearms as you cling to him, his violent thrusts jostling your poor, overstimulated body around without a care.

“Shh,” he coos, “Just shut up, you don’t need to say anything. All you need to worry about is how I’m gonna fill this stupid little cunt up with my cum.”

You whine, slowly falling limp against the bed. You look such a mess, hair plastered to your face, sticking due to the sweat, tears, and spit all over your face. Your mouth is open but you’re barely making any noise beyond pained whimpers and gasps.

“Yeah, take it, slut,” he grits his teeth, using his weight as leverage to force his cock in as deep as he can. It hits the solid wall of your cervix, making your legs lock up in pain at the feeling of him pounding into it. He doesn’t seem to care about the abuse he inflicts upon you fragile little cunt, all he cares about is the fact he can feel his balls tighten up with his impending orgasm.

You can feel his cock throb, your cunt so sensitive that every little twitch of his length makes you whimper.

He stalls after several more, harsh thrusts. His tip presses against your cervix as he cums, his load shooting against it and eventually spilling out around the tight seal of your cunt. It’s messy, leaks down his balls and joins the mess on the bed as well.

He lets your legs down from the press and you think it’s over.

But then he picks up the gun and your eyes widen, tears filling them once again. He drags the nozzle down your sternum, over your stomach to the mess between your legs.

“Issei…” your voice has the sweetest begging tone that it makes his cock twitch, valiantly attempting to harden once again.

“Now...I still have to punish you…” he whispers, biting his lip, “After all, you made this so hard for me. Made such a mess...your little cunt got so sloppy from being used, huh?”

“‘M sorry, Issei…” you gasp, trembling against the bed once more when you feel the cold metal meet your swollen, heated folds, “Please, ‘M sorry!”

“I know…” his tone is so condescending that if you were in a proper headspace, it would actually piss you off. But now, it just makes you cry, “But if you’re a good girl now...I’ll make it quick for you…”

“Q-Quick?” your voice hitches halfway through the question as he pushes the gun into your cunt.

A mixture of your cum oozes out, coating the gun in the slick juices.

“Mhmm…”

You could barely make out his face through your tears but you could see the sick, wide, almost cat-like grin that spreads across his face. It should have been a tip off but your mind was so hazy that you didn’t catch onto it until it was too late.

He cocks the hammer on the gun and your eyes widen. He loves that look of fear, the absolute terror in your eyes. You cry out his name, telling him not to.

But it’s too late.

He pulls the hammer and you scream, your cunt gushing out more piss that makes him laugh.

You cover your face with your hands, curling up to cry as he pulls the gun from your cunt, letting it drop onto the bed before he stands up.

He can hear you crying from the bathroom as he wets a soft, microfiber cloth with warm water and gathers the little box you both keep under the sink for aftercare necessities. In the past, it would have broken his heart -- it did, the first time you both had experimented with violent or emotionally taxing scenes.

He had been worried he had gone too far, that you hadn’t used your safe word just to make him happy. The lingering fear in his head that you would be scared of him now -- that you would think he was a bad person.

But now he just knows how intense it is for you afterwards, after everything is over and it goes still. Adrenaline pumps through your veins and your mind is just a garbled mess of nonsense you can’t even hope to make sense of.

Truth be told, it was one of his favorite things about being your dom, being there for you to lean on when you’re too overwhelmed to function. He loves being that person for you, being able to protect you and make you feel safe after being the one who broke you apart in the first place.

He wrings out the rag and pulls the bathroom door open again, seeing you in the same position.

“Hey little one,” he coos, placing the rag and basket on the table before grabbing a fresh pair of sweats to slip on.

You don’t respond to him but he doesn’t mind, simply smiles as he begins wiping your tired body down, cleaning the mess between your legs, being gentle of the soreness he’s sure he inflicted.

After you’re clean enough, he pulls out a baby wipe and shoos your hands away from your face, smiling at you once more as your hazy gaze settles upon him.

“There’s my sweet girl,” he whispers, taking care in wiping beneath your eyes and getting rid of the mess that settled across your skin, “You did so good for me, my baby.”

You sniffle but don’t say anything, simply reaching your arms out for him, “Oh? You wanna go to our room now?”

You nod and he hums, easily lifting you into his arms. Your body is still trembling and he takes care in holding you close, letting you nuzzle into the warmth his body radiates. Your eyes close on the way to the bedroom, drifting off from the utter exhaustion you felt.

You’re woken back up when he bumps into the doorjamb, muttering a soft apology as you jump from surprise.

“We gotta get you in the bath before you can sleep in bed, okay?” he asks, kissing your forehead when you whine pitifully. He lets your feet down onto the floor, supporting your body as you struggle to stay upright on shaky legs, “Go pee, baby. I’ll get the water running.”

In no time, you’re settled in the bathtub, sighing deeply as you let your eyes close. He leaves the door open so you don’t feel closed in as he goes into the bedroom once more, picking out some comfy clothes you’ll be able to sleep in once you get out of the bath.

By the time you both settle into bed, the clock on your nightstand blinks that it’s just a bit past 3 in the morning. You’re out within seconds, wrapped around him like a little koala but he stays up for a bit longer, holding you and caressing your body even as you sleep -- just taking in the events of the night, astounded by how much love and trust you always put in him.

You never cease to make him fall in love with you over and over again.

And as he looks down at you, he is in awe of your beauty. He can’t resist snuggling down and wrapping himself around you as well, holding you tightly against his chest, cheek resting on the crown of your head as he closes his eyes.

He knows you’ll yell at him for leaving the mess in the spare bedroom but he could never be bothered to leave you when you’re both feeling so emotionally drained. So he settles in, already thinking of getting up early to make you your favorite breakfast in the morning.

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wannabe-fic-writer · 3 years ago

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WandaNat x Reader : Inhale pt. 2

Summary: She never ceases to surprise you.

Warning: Smoking, Cursing, One Suggestive Joke

Word Count: 1,998

Part 1

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The white paint stares back at you as you lay on your bed. Your view of the ceiling is obscured by the red ball you toss up into the air. It gets slightly smaller as it moves away from you, then larger as it falls back down.

Your hand catches it and throws it back up into the air, repeating the same process as the tv plays on monotonously from the corner of the room.

Boredom has been washed over you for the past few days. Your girlfriends went on a mission last week. You were able to pass the time during the first week, keeping yourself distracted by hanging around the team, training with Steve, going for a run every time your fingers twitched towards the cigarettes you had hidden in your closet. All of that was failing to work right now.

It seems, though, that you don’t have to suffer through it much longer. F.R.I.D.A.Y chimes up after hours of quiet with an alert that Natasha and Wanda were back and heading to the room.

You instantly perk up, pushing yourself to a sitting position on the bed and glancing at the door frequently, ready for your girls to walk in. Except they don’t.

The gleeful, happy to be home, response you were expecting is replaced by their clearly upset demeanors. A frown sits on Wanda’s face like you’ve never seen and Natasha’s expression remains neutral.

They don’t acknowledge you save for a glance in your direction. Both of them go into the closet and quickly change into more comfortable clothes. In an instant afterwards they’re leaving out. And you’re left beyond confused.

With the possible reasons for their behavior and clear attitudes in your head, you don’t take offense to it. You give them some time to cool off, going back to tossing your ball in the air and catching it as you watch tv.

Around an hour or two later you decide they’re fine now, or at least fine enough to talk to. So you get up, heading first to the kitchen to grab a bottle of cold water and then to the general training room.

The sound of familiar huffs and the pounding of fists against a leather bag let’s you know your assumption was right. Your redheaded love is off to the fair side of the gym, headphones in her ears as she beats on the punching bag.

You smirk at the sight of her. Not only do her yoga pants and sports bra look great on her, you always find her focused and slightly aggressive expression kind of hot. She glances at you as you approach and you know she can hear you despite her headphones.

Stopping behind the bag, you lean on it, showing off your smirk to the woman.“ If you really want to work off your frustrations I can think of a good way to do so.” Natasha grunts, rolling her eyes and focusing on punching the bag.

With a sigh, you move to her side, gently taking her taped up hands and moving in front of her. Forest green eyes look into yours and you give her your best encouraging smile. She knows what your silent question is and sighs.

“The mission went south. We suffered a civilian casualty and others got hurt.” Her expression and tone remain neutral but obviously she’s upset about this. It isn’t her first time dealing with this kind of thing from a mission but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t hate every bit of it.

“I’m sorry to hear that baby.” You raise your hands to her arms and gently rub them, squeezing a little in between.

Natasha’s heart warms at your soft comforts.“ I’ll be okay. Wan is more torn up than I am. She-” The woman shakes her head,“ she blames herself.”

You frown, prepared to ask for more details. Then you figure you can ask the girlfriend who’s more deeply affected by it.

“I’ll go talk to her.” Natasha nods at your words.“ You gonna be okay?” A teasing smile forms on your lips.“ I know you’re my super tough ex-assassin but I’m here if you want to talk.”

Her lips tug up in the corner at your teasing words, but it quickly becomes a sincere smile when you offer your ear. Slowly reaching up, she runs the pad of her thumb along the apple of your cheek.“ I’m okay detka. I’ll let you know if I need to talk. Or your other services.”

You chuckle softly and nod. Leaning forward, you press a soft, quick kiss to her lips and part, heading off to find your other girlfriend. The not so tough witchy one you love just as much.

Finding the woman proved to be a little harder than you thought it would be. She wasn’t in any of the places you thought she would be in: the library, the theater, the common room. You wrack your brain for ideas as to where she is and when the last place pops into mind, you can’t believe you hadn’t thought of it first.

It’s a quick jog to the elevator and an even shorter ride up to the top floor. From there you take the stairs up to the roof.

She’d stolen this spot from you a few months after you started dating. She and Natasha found you up there smoking once and through the year and a half she would find you up here, sometimes sneaking a smoke when you shouldn’t be.

Her long brown tresses fall down her back freely, the rest of her beauty hidden as she faces away from you. Though you still find her insanely cute that she’s in your hoodie and some stretch pants.

The long slow straightening of her form clues you in on her deep breath, her body relaxing as she lets it go. You only get a little confused when she pauses and does it again. A thought that you’re unsure of, but the physical cues make you curious. The familiar movement of her arm, the deep breath, the pause.

“Wan?” You call with an indescribable look on your face.

Your brunette girlfriend’s shoulders drop and she turns to you. Immediately your eyes focus on the small cylinder in between her fingers, watching as it rises and rests between her lips.

She takes a quick pull, pauses, let’s a little smoke go, then it all comes out in a straight shot that disperses in the air. It’s such a smooth combination of actions that leaves you wondering if she’d done this before.

Deciding to hold your comment on that until after she’s completely calm, you take a different route. Approaching her still pacing form, you cross your arms and ask,“ was it that bad?”

A snort leaves her lips and she takes another drag.“ Worse.”

“Tell me.” Your hand reaches for her free one and you pull her towards you as you sit on the ledge of the roof.

Her hand squeezes yours. Your eyes drop from her green ones to her lips as they wrap around the cylinder again, cheeks caving a little, then her lips puckering slightly as she pushes the smoke out.

“I heard Natasha get hurt,” she starts, fingers once again tightening around yours,“ I looked away for a split second and he got away. We caught him but not until after he shot the tires out on a car. It flipped and crashed into another one.” Her jaw clenches, eyes glossing with tears.“ He hurt a man and his son and- and killed a woman.”

A heavy sigh leaves your lips and you stand, pulling her a little closer to your form. You’d been down this road a number of times. Being on the Avengers team since the beginning almost, you know exactly what it’s like to make a mistake and have others pay for it. It was a deep hole that never ceased to make you hate yourself. But you didn’t want Wanda feeling that way.

“Hey,” you reach a hand up to cup her cheek, looking into her eyes,“ I know that it hurts. And it’s easy to blame yourself. But it’s not your fault. He made the choices that resulted in that woman losing her life, not you.”

“But I’m supposed to be the hero. I’m supposed to save people. And I didn’t.” Her accent thickens as she gets choked up, eyes glossing over.

You sigh, taking the cigarette from her hand and putting it out on the ledge, then pull her into your arms. Her head rests on your shoulder and her hands slip up to your shoulder blades.“ You are a hero. A great hero. However, you’re not a perfect one. None of us are. It sucks in situations like this but you can’t save everyone no matter how much we want to. It doesn’t make you a bad person or any less of a hero.”

From the flicker of emotions in her eyes, you can tell it’s still going to take some time for her to cope with this. Still though you see a glimpse of that soft look and you can also see that she believes you to a certain extent.

Raising your hand, you gently push the corner of her lips up. She whines and turns her head away, noncommittally pushing at your side. It makes you laugh and she presses her forehead against your chest.

“Wanna tell me where you got that cigarette from?” You ask.

She pulls away, producing a pack of cigarettes. Brows furrowing, you flip the top up and count the cigarettes inside. There were four missing.

“Did you smoke four whole cigarettes before I got up here?” An incredulous tone laces your words, disbelief flooding your system.

Has your habit rubbed off on her? You know she and Nat found it attractive but did that lead Wanda to try it? It’s a terribly unhealthy habit, which is why your girlfriends wanted you to stop, and you certainly didn’t want Wanda getting into it.

“No, I didn’t smoke four. I got these from your boot in the closet,” she tells you.“ Which means you smoked them.”

“I-” you try to think of what to say.“ That was over the course of a few weeks. I haven’t had one in months though.” You know you didn’t need to give her an explanation but you wanted her to know you were still doing well.

Wanda and Natasha were very well aware of your progression towards quitting. They could even tell the difference in your behavior. Both women were incredibly proud and admittedly you were proud of yourself as well. You had confidence you would be able to completely quit in the fairly near future.

The younger woman smiles softly at you,“ I know you haven’t. And you don’t have to worry about me starting. It’s actually very nasty and I didn’t feel it did anything for my stress.”

“Good. I don’t want you forming an addiction and I don’t want to die if Nat found out you’d started by smoking my cigarettes.”

“She knows now.”

Nearly jumping a foot in the air, you turn around to see your other girlfriend smirking a little at you. A nervous chuckle leaves your lips and you scratch the back of your neck.

Rolling her eyes, Natasha steps to the side to stand beside you and Wanda. Her hand slipping into yours, the other held up towards Wanda.

Wanda sighs and places the pack of cigarettes in Natasha’s hand. The redhead pockets them then takes the younger woman’s hand.“ Neither of you smoke again.” She states plainly.

Looking at Wanda, you both nod.“ Never again Miss Romanoff.” You and Wanda say simultaneously, bright smiles shown to Natasha.

It’d be harder than that for you but not impossible. Especially not with the support and encouragement of the two women you loved and needed the most.

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hxseok-honee · 4 years ago

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sundress || part 17

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sundress [part 17] || the jealous girlfriend card

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a/n : [and it's hard to keep my cool // when other bitches tryna get with my dude] streets x doja cat

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Thursday, 21 October, 5:08pm

“I just want to know what you were expecting to accomplish with that--”

“I regret coming back to talk to you.” Yoongi laughs with his entire body, bending over at the waist to put his hands on his knees as Y/n approaches him. With a roll of her eyes, she’s handing him the coffee she’d bought him, almost tempted to drink it herself now that she’s seeing how much fun he’s having with her embarrassment.

He’d been waiting for her in the Entrance Hall, a smirk gracing his features when she’d turned the corner and made eye contact with him. It had taken everything in her power not to turn right back around and go upstairs to her room.

“I’m sorry for laughing at you, it’s just -- I’ve never seen you be so impulsive. I was hooked.” He leads her out of the castle and through the courtyard, Y/n almost tempted to cover her face in embarrassment at the memory of the events that had occurred here no less than two hours ago.

They cross the grounds, making their way to a small bench down by the lake. They aren’t alone, small groups of friends sitting in the sand and strolling along the shore all around them -- but it’s a private enough spot to talk. Yoongi sits down with a sigh, waiting until Y/n’s seated next to him to scoot in toward her, one arm around her shoulders as he sips at his coffee.

“So? Start talking, Loser. I wanna know everything.” Y/n rolls her eyes, because this feels like an interrogation and she’s not entirely sure she has the answers. When she doesn’t respond, Yoongi looks at her out of the corner of his eye.

“You know I’m fully aware that you weren’t just acting out of the good of our ‘relationship’, right?” She keeps her eyes trained solely on her lap, picking at non-existent lint on her pants while she thinks.

“I dunno -- I’ve just never really seen you hanging out with other people before.” He smiles, because that was vaguely insulting, but he finds it amusing mostly because it’s true.

“That’s fair… but she wasn’t some random girl, Y/n -- you know that I know her -- that was Selene? We’re not close, but we share most of our classes.” Y/n nods, having seen the girl around Slytherin common room before. She’s also aware that this is someone Yoongi talks to regularly -- not often in person, but Y/n’s seen him texting her frequently enough to remember her name. She doesn’t want to admit that might have something to do with how she’d reacted, but Yoongi’s already seeing it in her face.

“You know we text mostly because we’re both really bad students and we need to share notes a lot?” Y/n nods again, feeling dumber by the second. Yoongi only sighs. “Can you please say something?”

“She’s pretty.” It’s the only thing that comes out, no explanation offered afterward. Yoongi purses his lips to hide his smile, turning to look at her.

“You’re prettier.” She rolls her eyes, hating that she’s unable to stop the corners of her lips from turning up, because Yoongi’s objectively cute when he’s being gross and cheesy.

“I didn’t say that so you could compliment me.”

“But I did, anyway.” They’re quiet for a moment, people-watching all the clusters of students around them as they think of how to continue this conversation. And then Yoongi’s leaning forward, setting his elbows on his knees and staring out at the lake as he passes his coffee cup back and forth in his hands.

“You’re not worried, are you?” It’s quiet, mostly lost in the wind, but she catches just enough to know what he’s really asking -- if she still trusts him and his commitment to her, no matter how fake of a relationship this is.

“It’s not you I don’t trust, Yoongi.” He looks back at her, eyes serious.

“Then?” Y/n sighs, rolling her eyes before gesturing discreetly out to a group of 7th years not far away. He looks over at them, finding that two of the girls are whispering to each other and glancing in his direction every few seconds. He can’t help but smile, because Y/n is genuinely annoyed by the constant attention he gets, but he hasn’t noticed a thing since they formed this little arrangement. And he always noticed.

Unable to resist teasing Y/n and lightening the mood, he sits up, leaning back against the bench and scooting in until he and Y/n are huddled together. He tilts his head in her direction, whispering conspiratorially to her.

“What’s the problem with a couple girls checking me out? The entire school thinks we’re together, so they know I’m taken.” She leans in similarly, her voice laced with irritation.

“That’s the problem. It’s like everyone’s just watching us and waiting for you to be single again.”

“Okay, but I’m not single, and I don’t plan on being single for a long time -- they’ll get bored of watching eventually.” He reaches out and takes her hand when he says it, pulling it into his lap and threading their fingers together. When he looks, the two girls are still staring, gossiping to each other as they gawk at his and Y/n’s joined hands. He sighs softly, because now he’s understanding why Y/n’s so bothered.

“Alright, it’s a little annoying.” She snorts humorlessly next to him, and he’s turning to her with a smile, trying to calm her. “Any way you can just ignore them?” She nods, reassuring him that she’s fine, even though it’s technically a lie. She’s not going to be able to ignore them, but she can do her best to get used to them.

She feels bad, if she’s honest -- it’s not like it’s Yoongi’s fault that he’s still getting attention even after this month or so of being in a fake relationship with her, and she’s fully aware that he’s not once even glanced at another person. She feels like she’d taken her insecurities out on him today, entirely on impulse, when he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Hey.” Her eyes flick over to him, and she sees that he’s watching her, a knowing smile on his face. “Look at you -- you look so guilty.” His eyes have that teasing glint to them again, but she’s feeling too embarrassed to play along, so she looks away, pouting out at the lake while she tries to figure out how to apologize. It only makes Yoongi more fond.

“I’m sorry I pulled the jealous girlfriend card… you didn’t deserve that.” She doesn’t see Yoongi’s smile growing, too stubborn to meet his eyes again.

“So you were jealous.” Immediately, she’s turning to him, eyes wild.

“No? I was not? That was just the act I was doing.”

“So then what were you feeling?” He’s openly mocking her now, wide smile on his face while he looks at her playfully. She huffs once in annoyance.

“I don’t know -- insecure?” The smile drops from his face at her response -- he hadn’t been expecting something so candid.

“Insecure…?” Y/n turns away, face warming at how seriously he’s looking at her. It’s embarrassing. This conversation is embarrassing.

“Hey.” Yoongi squeezes her hand, and her eyes flick quickly to him and back again. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut down like that.” Knowing she’s being unreasonable -- this is Yoongi, after all -- she turns to him, grimacing when she sees the reproach in his eyes.

“It… feels like no one’s taking our ‘relationship’ seriously. That everyone thinks I’m just… your temporary plaything.” Yoongi blinks, shocked. He’d barely even noticed the people staring at him, so the realization that Y/n’s been thinking about this long enough to have come to such an unsettling conclusion… it bothers him.

“Have I… given you a reason to feel temporary?” He knows the answer. He knows she’ll say no. But he can’t help but need the confirmation. He needs to hear it, or else this is going to eat at him.

“No-- Yoongi, no.” He’d been looking away when he asked, but he’s pulled aggressively back to her, so he turns his head to meet her eyes. She’s frowning deeply, upset that he’d even ask. “It’s not you, I swear. You’re perfect.” He can’t help the smile that pulls at the corners of his lips at the unexpected compliment. She pushes further, drawing that playful smile out of him again. “I promise it’s not you. Never you.”

She’s so cute, he thinks, because she’s looking at him like she’d do anything to get him to believe her, and that alone eases any anxiety that had been crawling up the back of his neck. He bites at his lip in contemplation, blinking back at her and pursing his lips with amusement when her frown only worsens with his silence.

And then he’s leaning in, pressing his lips to her cheek and staying close to her when he pulls away.

“I don’t like it when you’re focused on other people. Just look at me from now on.” Eyeing him carefully, Y/n nods, but he can tell she still feels guilty, because her pout hasn’t gone away. With a fond smile, he slides his free hand to the back of her neck, pulling her back in.

His kiss is soft and easy, like he’s in no rush to pull away. It makes her heart flutter, because she knows why he’s done it -- she knows he’s still aware of the girls watching them, that he’s trying to ease her mind with a display that’ll solidify to everyone watching that he’s taken. That he’s hers.

When he pulls away, he lingers near her, nudging his lips forward into hers lightly a few more times until he sees the ghost of a smile on her features -- and then he’s planting one more full kiss on her lips, because that’s the one that’ll bring out her smile the most. The one that reaches her eyes and makes her nose crinkle with embarrassment. He likes that one a lot. Only when he sees it does he back off, leaning away to look at her with a fond smile. She nudges him with her elbow, because he’s being really cheesy right now and she hates that it’s so endearing to her.

“You’re an idiot.” He nods easily, humming pleasantly at her assessment.

“Yeah. I am. But, lucky for you, I’m your idiot. No one else’s.” With a roll of her eyes, Y/n’s pulling their joined hands into her lap, playing idly with Yoongi’s fingers while they fall into comfortable silence. And then she’s snickering, thinking back to everything they’d talked about. He hums with interest as he reaches for the coffee he’d set down next to him on the bench some time ago.

“You know, you called me ‘baby’ a lot today. You never do that.” He blinks when she says it, realizing that he had in fact said it a lot while they were texting and on Twitter. With a tilt of his head, he’s looking at her.

“I guess I did… maybe I knew something was up with you. I’m feeling really soft for you today.” Y/n scoffs at him, rolling her eyes. Someone passes by behind them, and she wonders how they must sound when people overhear them — probably a lot like a real couple.

“I feel like… we had this entire conversation like two people actually dating.” Yoongi lifts a brow, remembering how this whole talk had gone as he sips at his drink, now lukewarm. And then he’s chuckling, because she’s not wrong.

“We’re nothing if not convincing.” She smiles, nodding along. They leave it there, only staring out at the lake together, not even realizing that if they’d just continue this conversation, they’d probably end up somewhere dangerous -- in a place where things would change. Or maybe they do realize it, and they’re just not ready to change. Maybe they like it here a little too much, and they’d rather stay a while.

“Y/n?”

“Hm?”

“I actually really liked the jealous girlfriend card.”

“Really?”

“Yeah… It was kinda hot.”

“… I’m leaving.”

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 4 years ago

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PROVE ME WRONG

Prompt: Requested by my sister from another mister @ziasaph I hope I made you proud, babe 😉

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader (ft. A flirtatious Damien Priest)

Warnings: +18, smut, angst, power play, brat taming, cursing, fingering, blood, jealousy

Editor: @thenightmareismyreality

Tag: @marlananicole , @akiko-tanaka , @waywardwrestlewritingwaif , @sassymox , @nicolewoo , @saccreigns , @wickedsunfire @mindofasagittaruis , @reigns-5sos , @auawdo , @lustyromantic , @yungbludjazz360 , @babydee17 , @drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan

Notes: *places suitcase down on the floor* Ah, it feels good to be home (aka Roman Reings) 😂 If you’d like to check out my previous works, you can find them on my Masterlist 😉

“Are you looking for someone?” A male voice asked from behind me

I turned around to find Damien Priest staring at me

“Oh no, but thanks for asking” I smiled

“Are you waiting for somebody?” He asked

“Not really” I tilted my head to the side

I wasn’t waiting per say - since Roman didn’t know I was here, it was more of a surprise visit. We hadn’t been able to see each other in two months and I couldn’t stand the distance anymore.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No” I answered and he smiled widely as he scooted closer “But I do have a husband” I laughed

“You’re mean” He joked “But so gorgeous”

“My husband thinks so too”

“He’s a very lucky man” He said, as he leaned into the wall in front of me

“And who’s the lucky gal?” I asked

“I was hoping it would be you” He smirked

“That was smooth” I chuckled “Nice try, though”

“What is it, huh? I’m not your type?” He teased

“You’re a very handsome man. So I’m afraid your looks aren’t the problem” I giggled

“So what is it?” He asked

“She’s taken, that’s the problem” Roman spoke from behind him

“Hi, Ro-“ I began

“What are you doing here?” He spat

“I wanted to see you-“

“Couldn’t you have called first, to let me know you were coming?” He asked abruptly

“Hey man, you don’t need to talk to her like that”

“And who the fuck do you think you are to tell me how am I supposed to talk to my wife?” He stared at Damien “Oh yeah, you were signing up for the lovely ‘new husband’ post a few minutes ago, right?” He smiled coldly

“Keep your fucking dick away from my wife, if you want to keep your manhood intact” Roman pulled me by my arm and made me walk in front of him

“Go to the parking lot” He said

“But the locker rooms are over there” I pointed to my left

“Are you deaf? I said go to the fucking parking lot, Sapphire” He almost screamed

“You better watch your tone with me, Roman-“

“YOU better shut your fucking mouth, go to the parking lot and wait for me there because I’ve had enough of you and Priest for today” He snarled and stormed off

He didn’t utter a single word the entire trip back to the hotel, not even in the elevator

It was only when we were inside the bedroom that he finally said something

“Do you wanna split up?”

“What?” I asked, confused

“Do you want the divorce? Do you want to be single again? Do you want to move on with your life?”

“Of course not! Why would I-“

“Then what was that little flirting scene with Damien back at the arena, huh?”

“Roman, I wasn’t flirting with anyone”

“You’re a very handsome man. So I’m afraid your looks aren't the problem” He mocked me “If that wasn’t flirting, then what is it Sapphire? Please, enlighten me” He stated bitterly

“He asked if I was looking for someone, then he flirted a bit, I told him I was married, he still tried his luck and asked if he ‘wasn’t my type’ I said he was a handsome guy and end of story! There was nothing else”

“Do I really look that dumb to you?” Roman laughed hysterically

“I’m telling the truth!” I answered, completely in disbelief by his lack of trust

“And that was it?” He asked, drying up his tears of laughter

“Of course that was fucking it!” I crossed my arms in front of my chest “What the fuck did you think happened?”

“Do you expect me to believe that nothing happened?” He asked, cynically

“What are you implying? That I fucked him in some dark hallway?”

“Or maybe it was in some empty locker room” Roman tilted his head to the side

“Fuck you!” I spat “I drove eight hours today just to see you, because I miss you! And when I get here I’m kicked to the curb like a sick dying dog? I don’t need this bullshit!” I made my way towards the door but Roman grabbed me by the arm

“I’m not done talking to you”

“But I am!” I tried to pull my arm away from his grip, but he didn’t let go “Let me go”

“No” He said, nonchalantly

“Roman, I’m serious, let.me.go”

“You’re gonna pull out some attitude with me now? Cute” He smiled

“I’m not playing, Roman. I don’t want to talk to you right now” I huffed

He pulled me towards the bed, and shoved me on it. When I tried to stand up and leave, he pushed me down again.

“We can do this all night if you want to” He said, when I tried to leave again

“Fuck off!” I snarled

Roman quickly pulled me by my ankles towards him and straddled my hips, holding my wrists down on the mattress and placing them by the side of my head.

“Sharp tongue today, huh?” He sucked my on bottom lip “I can fix that”

“Screw you!” I screamed

Roman growled and secured my wrists on top of my head with one hand, while the other squeezed my neck

“You’re going down a very dangerous path, baby” He squeezed harder “So you might want to be a little bit wiser with your choice of words”

“How fucking dare you doubt me?” I tried to release myself from his grip “Doubt my fidelity” My knees tried to hit him “Doubt my love and respect for you”

Roman released my wrists and went back to sitting down

“You fucker” I use this new freedom to hit his torso “Get off of me! I want to go back to my house, grab my stuff and leave you alone”

“You won’t do that” He calmly said, as I continued to hit him

“Yes I will! And don’t you worry, when you come back from the road, you will have the house all to yourself! So feel free to bring one of the many road whores with you!”

Roman chuckled “Why would I bring a whore from the road when I already have one waiting for me back home?”

When my attack against him was getting weak from tiredness, he secured my wrists on top of my head once again

“Aren’t you, Saph? My good little whore, so filthy, and all for me” He leaned down and kissed my lips roughly and I took the opportunity to bite his lip harshly, until I felt the taste of blood on my tongue

“Oh, my feisty little bitch!” He smiled at me, with blood staining his teeth “I missed you so fucking much”

Dipping his free hand inside my pants, Roman didn’t waste any time and slid two fingers in me

“My dirty girl is so fucking wet” He began to wiggle his fingers inside of me “You drive me crazy” He growled, biting the top of my breasts through my shirt

“Fuck me, fuck me right now!” I moaned

Roman removed his hand from my pants and shared the juices on his finger between my tongue and his, right after kissing me aggressively as he yanked my pants down, followed by his own.

Holding his length by the base, he slid it in between my folds and teased my clit with his cock’s head

“You want it? Beg for it!”

“Please fuck me, daddy! Destroy me, use me, ruin me, please?”

“That’s more like it” He grinned, before harshly entering me

“Got even tighter without daddy, baby?” He moaned, pounding forcefully “Don’t worry, I’ll fix that for you” He smiled, grabbing my hips and thrusting himself deeper and harder into me

When I was reaching my orgasm, he stopped his actions, which made me look at him confused

“You thought it would be that easy?” He laughed, turning me onto my stomach “No, baby” He slid in me again “I’m very far from being done with you” Roman pulled my hair back, until I was staring at him “You’ll take what I will give you like a good girl”

When I opened my mouth to talk back, he said

“And remember: bad girls don’t get to cum” He chuckled when I kept my mouth shut

And so he began a level of torture that would last all night long...

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megan-is-mia · 4 years ago

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For once I did this after my homework after having five sets of notes due, so I also noticed there is a lack of Ruggie on the masterlist so can I request a yandere Ruggie heat scenario spicy non con, 21 delusional prompt, basically he's in heat and has wanted to confess to reader but what better way or time than now when his urges are screaming for her

(Yay! Good boys/girls who do their homework get their smut requests filled :P) 21. “All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.” (Yandere! Ruggie Bucchi x Fem! S/o) 21. “All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.” (WARNING NSFW AND NON-CON AHEAD)

Being in heat sucked, that was for sure. Ruggie hated how his body became a slave to his mating instincts. He hated how it made him ready to melt like putty if a girl so much as looked his way. Back home in Afterglow, he’d had no choice but to try and go about his normal activities and hope some big, aggressive hyena girl wouldn’t take a shine to him. That was one thing he really liked about Night Raven College: no bossy, pushy hyena girls ready to grab and force him into a relationship just cause his pheromones tickled her fancy.

Besides he had his eye on someone in particular nowadays, a pretty human girl by the name of (Y/n). He’d planned on asking her out for ages now but things just kept getting in the way of his plans for it. So much time had passed since he realized he had feelings for the girl and his feelings were only getting stronger by the day. Today was gonna be the day, the day he finally confessed his feelings and asked (Y/n) to be his girlfriend. He was feeling hot and fidgety all day long, barely able to focus on what was happening in class.

“Ruggie-kun, you’re not looking so well ” (Y/n) said gently leaning over her desk to tap the hyena boy’s shoulder and made him jump in surprise, jolted back to reality by her touch. “Your face is all flushed” she continued reaching up to place the back of her hand against his forehead. “And your skin is burning up!” she added with a gasp before pulling her hand away as Ruggie let out a whine at the loss of contact. For a moment when she’d been touching him his body had felt at peace and cool for the first time all day.

“You should go to the nurse’s office and get some help in case it’s something serious” (Y/n) said, putting a hand on Ruggie’s shoulder and keeping it there. The hyena-boy knew what was wrong with him: he was in heat. He would have realized sooner if he hadn’t been so focused on trying to get his nerves together to confess to the girl. No… that was wrong to say, if he was being honest his heat-induced instincts were the only thing giving him the courage to be around the girl right now. “I’m fine, I just need to get back to my dorm” Ruggie said, reaching up to grip (Y/n)’s hand where it lay on his shoulder. “But it would be nice if I had someone to lean on and help me get there in one piece…” he said looking up at the girl purposely biting his lip and pressing his ears against his skull to pull on her heartstrings. For the moment (Y/n) looked hesitant, before her gentle heart overtook her more cautious nature and she promised to help him back to Savanaclaw when class ended. As they made their way towards the dorm Ruggie pieced together his master plan and by the time they reached his room, he knew just what to do. Allowing (Y/n) to help him onto the bed and waiting for her to turn her back on him before activating his unique magic. The girl let out a surprised yelp as she was forced to walk towards the door, lock it before turning around and returning to the bed to sit in Ruggie’s lap. Then and only then did the hyena dispel “Laugh With Me” on his victim.

“Ruggie-kun! What are you doing!” (Y/n) protested trying to push the boy away and instead got her arms grabbed and pinned. “Shishishi, I always thought you were really cute, even though you’re human. I’ve been wanting to confess to you for awhile now but it never felt like the right time” Ruggie said in a drawl gripping (Y/n)’s arms tight as he glared hungrily at her. “Until now that is, guess the one nice thing about being in heat is it makes it easier, to be honest” he added nuzzling the girl’s neck.

“Heat?” (Y/n) questioned, her voice choking up with confusion from that single word.“Yeah, I’m in heat. Usually, I’d just hide in my room and hump a pillow until the feeling goes away. Back home I’d have to try and hide from the girls so they’d not get any ideas about tying me down. Now though…” Ruggie trailed off licking the sweat that was starting to collect on (Y/n)’s throat. “Now I got you... the idea of being tied down… getting hitched… shit doesn’t sound so bad” he added lustily. The words falling from the hyena’s lips made (Y/n) shiver and she reacted purely on instinct when she threw her head forward to headbutt Ruggie. The force of the impact was enough to get him to release his grip on her limbs and give her a chance to scramble backward on the bed. (Y/n)’s unwillingness to take her eyes off of the boy was her downfall as she moved too far and went tumbling off the bed backwards and landing on the floor with a loud thump that knocked the air right out of her. Daring to waste only a moment recovering herself, (Y/n)’s rolled over onto her hands and knees with the intent of making a break for the door to put distance between herself and the heat-crazed hyena. She felt his hand wrap around her ankle yanking it up into the air and lifting her stomach off the ground in the process. She felt his other hand running down her thigh to grab at her skirt and panties before pulling them towards her ankles then tossing them across the room.

“Quit wiggling so much, if you don't stay still I might accidentally bite yah” Ruggie whined his nails digging deeper into (Y/n)’s thighs as he held them spread so he could more easily access her nethers. Deciding it would be better not to fight until she had a better plan of action she allowed the boy to tug her back up onto the bed. She felt a tongue licking dangerously close to her cunt and pressed her face into the pillows to muffle the squeaky whine that slipped from her lips. Ruggie could feel his rational brain melting away from the delicious aroma that radiated from (Y/n)’s now exposed pussy and he licked her inner thigh with his nose almost brushing against her opening. She’d make an excellent mate, he could tell by how good she smelled as he slipped his tongue inside her for a proper taste. The girl tasted even better than she smelled, and she was quickly becoming rather wet as her protests and complaints turned into moans and groans instead.

The hyena let out a growl as a mix of (Y/n)’s juices and his own drool spilled from the corner of his mouth, her fluids were like life-giving water and he was a parched man. His instincts were telling him to just mount her already, before she changed her mind and decided he wasn’t worthy of mating her. He resisted, if only barely so. Ruggie had to remind himself that a human girl like (Y/n) wouldn’t adapt so easily to his cock and he'd have to be very careful with her so she’d only feel pleasure.

He continued probing her insides with his tongue, adding a few fingers to start loosening her up. His efforts seemed to be working as (Y/n)’s hips suddenly flew back driving his tongue and fingers deeper into her cunt. Ruggie chuckled, humping against the sheets below his cock still trapped below the fabric of his pants (buying underwear with a tail hole was a waste of money so he always went commando) and making a wet spot from the amount of pre-cum on his tip. (Y/n) bit her lip and squeezed the pillows tighter to her face. She wanted to squeeze her legs shut but Ruggie’s grip on her thighs kept that from being a possibility. The girl could feel the tension building up in her stomach before suddenly culminating in a messy and loud orgasm that made her back arch abruptly. The hyena greedily slurped down her juices as he fumbled with his pants. Successfully unzipping his pants he pulled them only down enough so that his cock was free for business. Carefully lining up the head of his cock with the young woman’s dripping slit, the boy thrust in too impatient and heat-crazed to wait any more time with being slow. Ruggie wrapped an arm around (Y/n)’s waist and braced the other against the headboard as he began thrusting wildly in and out of her. The girl bit down harder on her lip until it started to bleed before a finger slipped into her mouth to wedge it open and put a stop to that. Her head was forcefully turned to the side and her mouth was claimed in a kiss. Gradually (Y/n) started to enjoy herself despite how roughly she was being treated by the horny hyena, her nerves singing as he bit and scratched her between kisses and desperate thrusts of his dick into her pussy that hit her sweet spot like nothing else ever had. She could almost pretend she was doing this with someone she was actually interested in until the thought occurred to her. What if Ruggie didn’t pull out? What then? She was not ready to risk getting pregnant. Sadly whether she wanted to take that risk or not, wasn’t her choice as she got no warning before the boy was creaming inside her and going still as something swelled up locking the boy in place inside her as his head came to rest on her shoulder. (Y/n) was panting heavily as was Ruggie who’s hand had drifted from her waist to her stomach. “I wonder if you’ll get knocked up from just that… probably not but we can keep trying until it finally sticks” the hyena said dreamily, his cock already back at full hardness despite his heavy release. “Why, why are you doing this? What did I do to you? I thought we were friends” (Y/n) whimpered feeling the cum inside her sloshing about as Ruggie shifted his weight and placed a kiss on her cheek. “I don't wanna be friends. I wanna be your mate dumbass… all I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you. That's why I’m doing this shishishi” the boy said with a chuckle, placing another kiss on the girl’s cheek before sitting up and making himself ready for round two… THE END

#Yandere Ruggie Bucchi #Ruggie Bucchi #Yandere TWST #TWST #Yandere Twisted Wonderland #Twisted Wonderland

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ticklishfiend · 4 years ago

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Pure Gold (My Hero Academia)

Lee!Mina / Ler!Bakugou ⚠️PLATONIC⚠️

A/N : haven’t posted a fic in a while cause my laptop broke but hey!! i fixed it!! so here we go. i wanna make a sequel to this with the sleepover mentioned at the end, so if ur interested or have any ideas, lemme know!!

Summary: Mina catches Bakugou in a very incriminating circumstance, and of course, records it (cause how could she not). Unfortunately for her, Bakugou doesn’t think this is as funny as she thinks it is, but decides to make her laugh with his own methods anyways.

Word Count: 3084

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Mina rolled onto her right side for what had to be the millionth time tonight, nothing ever feeling comfortable enough to just loll her into the right sleepy headspace she needed to get some goddamn shuteye. She’s never really had many problems with falling asleep before, so why tonight she had to be burdened with this temporary insomnia was beyond her.

Mina threw her arm out behind her back towards her bedside table, fingers fumbling around for her phone before finding it connected to the charger. Detaching it from it’s plug, she brought it towards her, face flinching at the sudden brightness before her eyes adjusted to the light. She groaned as she scanned over the time, 1:02AM, far later than she would typically still be awake. Sure, it was Friday so she didn’t have any classes to worry about the next day, but it was still frustrating to get off her normal sleeping schedule so suddenly and for seemingly no reason. She had to fix it soon before she pulled an accidental all-nighter.

Whining and groaning the whole way, Mina threw her legs out over the side of her bed, dangling her feet for a moment before slipping them into her cute fuzzy panda slippers she kept on her bedside. The girl figured her best bet for now would be to drink one of the soothing teas that Momo kept lying around in the kitchen for anyone to use. She dragged herself towards the door, allowing her arms to stretch over her head with a yawn before grabbing at the cold metal door handle and slowly creaking open the entrance.

She was careful to be quiet, turning the handle before shutting the door as to avoid any unnecessary clicks. She’d be damned if she made any of her light-sleeper classmates go through the same sleepless night she was currently going through by waking them up so late in the night. She walked heel to toe through the carpeted hallway, finding her way to the elevator finally and breathing a sigh of relief as the doors closed without a dinging sound.

After what felt like a treacherous journey, she finally made it to the corner that would lead her to both the kitchen and common area. But, before she turned the corner, she saw a light illuminating off the walls coming from the commons. Her brow quirked, not expecting any type of light to be shining from the area.

No worries, she thought. If someone accidentally left a light on I’ll just turn it off real quick so no one gets in trouble, easy peasy! She finally made it around the corner when it finally dawned on her where the light source was coming from in the first place; the TV.

Her eyes met the muted TV that seemed to be playing a...romance anime? The subtitles were on and the volume was completely turned off, so whoever had been watching it was obviously aware of how late it was and was trying to stay quiet for the rest of the class like Mina had been.

The pink girl watched the screen for a moment, reading the subtitles to find that one of the characters had apparently just confessed their love to someone else in some heroic fashion. It was super cute, and she’ll definitely have to look up whatever this is so she can watch it in her own time. Before she could make her way towards the action to turn the TV off, however, she heard...is that…?

...sniffles?

She paused, her ears perking up at the sound just in case she had imagined it. Then, no more than 3 seconds later, she heard it again. Sniffles, this time accompanied by a little groan of what sounded like endearment. This is so cute, she thought to herself, bringing her hand to her mouth to cover up any giggles that dared to escape. Someone’s crying about a romance anime right now, and it definitely sounded like one of the boys too! There’s no way I can’t find out who this is.

As quietly and sneakily as the acidic girl possibly could, she made her way towards the back of the couch, crouching down just slightly as to not alert them with her shadow. She finally allowed her eyes to peer just above the top of the cushion aaaand…

…

BAKUGOU?!

Mina could hardly believe what she was seeing. Was she complaining? Absolutely not, this was pure gold, it was just surprising! THE Bakugou Katsuki, curled up on the corner of the couch swaddled in a fluffy All Might blanket, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes with an actual smile on his face. He stuffed his mouth with popcorn before wiping his tears with the corner of his printed blanket, muffling a small “Finally,” into the fabric.

There was no chance in hell Mina was going to miss this golden opportunity.

Like a spy, Mina quickly but quietly snatched her phone from the pocket of her sleep shorts, opening the camera before pressing record. She zoomed in on the romantic scene displayed on the screen, before slowly panning down to the still sniffling Bakugou, the light from the TV bright but his smile even brighter. She hit the off button before stuffing the phone back in her pocket with a grin, quietly making her way towards the kitchen.

She went to take a mug out of one of the top cabinets, purposefully shutting it louder than she needed to to alert the blonde on the sofa. He jumped at the noise, whipping his head around towards the girl before throwing his arm towards the coffee table to snatch the remote and turn the TV off with force.

“Why the fuck are you in here, Pinky?!!” Bakugou whisper-shouted from across the room, and though the light from the TV was now gone, Mina could just tell he had to be blushing from embarrassment. She grinned widely.

“Oh, y’know, couldn’t sleep,” She smirked, not looking Bakugou’s direction while filling her kettle with tap water. “I’m guessing the romantic buildup had to be pretty intense to make THE Lord Explosion Murder shed a few tears, huh?”

Bakugou froze before his body started to shake with anger, launching himself over the back of the couch and lunging towards Mina, grabbing her by the shoulders and digging his fingers into the flesh aggressively. He was seething, his jaw clenched and eyes white with anger, and though Mina was a little shaken up when he initially grabbed her, she couldn’t help but giggle when remembering what she had just seen moments ago.

“I WILL KILL YOU, YOU ALIEN FUCK!” He almost-shouted, and it was obvious he was still cautious of waking anyone up so Mina wouldn’t be able to tell anyone about what she had witnessed. “You keep this shit to yourself, got it?! Cause I’m not scared to fucking kill you!”

“Oh I know that, Blasty,” she smiled up at him, unable to suppress another giggle. “It’s too bad I got your little cry-sesh on camera then, huh?”

Bakugou’s face fell, his eyes wide before he squeezed even tighter into her shoulders. “You...you WHAT?!?!” Mina had meant to let out another laugh at his expense, but it turned into a yelp as she was aggressively hoisted up over his shoulder.

Mina kicked and laughed, hitting at his back to no avail as he stomped towards the couch and unceremoniously threw her down onto it, pinning her against the cushions, her hands now laying flat underneath his knees that were thrown over her waist.

“Woah, take me out to dinner first!” Mina’s eyes were wide as she let out a nervous chuckle. She tugged at her hands, but they weren’t going anywhere under his weight. She even tried kicking a little against the cushion, but yet again, nothing.

“Not into you like that, Pinky,” He aggressively pointed towards her face, the angry scowl never leaving his now wrinkled expression. “And you’re gonna delete that fucking video, got it?!”

“Are you kidding me?! I could never delete that! It’s gold and you know it!” Mina exasperated, shocked he could even consider that a possibility.

“NO IT’S FUCKING NOT!” He whisper-shouted into her face, moving his hand even closer to her face until it booped her nose, her eyes crossing down to look at it. “Delete it, Horns...or I’ll fucking make you.”

Mina uncrossed her eyes and looked up to Bakugou, whose face remained angry and undeterred. She sighed, “Ok, first of all, they’re not horns; they’re antennas. Secondly, you were too cute in the video to delete it! I’m sorry, Baku, but I can’t do that.”

Bakugou just grunted, moving both of his hands down now to grip at her waist, making her eyes widen with a sudden knowing fear. “I am NOT cute, and you WILL delete that fucking video, Pink-Fuck! You always give in to this shit,” Bakugou couldn’t help the smirk that rose on his face as he squeezed her sides once, making her jump and yelp.

“Nohoho! Bakugou, please, not thihis!” Mina couldn’t help the giggles that left her lips even if he hadn’t properly done anything yet. It was just the knowing of what was to come that caused nervous laughter to bubble from her chest and into both their ears.

“It doesn’t have to be this way, moron,” Bakugou said, eyeing down at her waist before noticing the phone-sized bulge in her shorts pocket. He smirked, reaching down and pulling it from its hiding spot. He looked at the screen before huffing, turning it to face her eyes. “Gimme the code. Now.”

“No way! You’ll just delete the video!” Mina said before yelping with another jerk as he pinched at her side again. “Dohon’t!” He sat her phone down on the arm of the couch before wiggling both his hands over her belly, the sight alone making her shriek and let out a flow of giggles.

“You’re gonna wanna give me that code, loser,” Bakugou grinned, jerking his hands down towards her stomach without touching her and bringing them back up, making Mina jerk aggressively with another yelp. “I haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already freaking out! This is gonna fucking suck for you if you don’t let me delete that damn video!”

Mina just pursed her mouth shut tightly, shaking her head “no” while letting little huffs of suppressed laughs escape from her nose. Bakugou just sighed, raising his wiggling fingers just slightly higher before a wide, sadistic grin cemented itself to his face.

“You asked for this.”

Before she had time to retaliate, wiggling fingers came down to pinch up her sides and into the dips of her ribs, sending her into a cackling fit. She kicked uselessly from behind him, tugging at her trapped hands to no avail.

Bakugou used his right hand to dig his fingertips into the bottom of her ribs, while skittering his other nails over her quivering belly. She sucked her stomach in as much as possible, but with each laugh it was brought back up, practically tickling itself on his fingers.

“Bakugohohou! Plehehease! Nohoho!” She squealed, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as he continued his relentless but playful torture.

“No what?” the blonde teased, using his index and middle fingers to vibrate into her tummy. She let out a shriek at that, jerking violently while trying to smush her face into the cushion beside her. “Ohoho, that bad, huh? Pretty effective method if I do say so myself,” Bakugou then used his two fingers on each hand to vibrate into her lower ribs, a spot he knows all too well is absolutely unforgiving. She screamed at this, shaking her head side to side as laughs poured from her gut. “I always get what I want, Pinky, and this isn’t gonna be any fucking different.”

Mina couldn’t help the loud shrieks and squeals that left her body, tossing herself from side to side with no effect whatsoever. “GAHAHAHA! Plehehease! It tickles too muhuhuch!”

“Not my fucking problem,” Bakugou went back to his squeezing method from before, this time bringing one hand down to pinch at her hip. Mina jolted at the touch, screaming and cackling at his relentless squeezing. “The code, moron, lest you forget about what got you here in the first place.”

“Nehehever! I cahahan’t!” she laughed before gasping in a breath of air as his hands let go of her body for a moment. She hesitantly opened one of her eyes to look at her tormentor, who was yet again wiggling his fingers over her tummy. She shut her eyes again tight at the sight, a new bout of giggles leaving her from anticipation. “Nohoho!”

“You can never handle being teased, can ya?” Bakugou grinned, before bringing both his hands back down to lift up her nightshirt up to her bottom ribs.

“No! No no no! Please! Bakugou, let’s talk about this!” Mina spluttered out nervously, opening her eyes to see him just ghosting his fingers over her still quivering belly. She tossed her head back with a giggly whine, kicking her feet behind him like a child in a tantrum.

“Nope. You had your damn chance, and you blew it,” He smirked devilishly, bringing his fingers down to gently skitter over her now bare belly, dissolving her into a fit of high-pitched giggles. “Now you’re gonna get-” BZZZ! BZZZ!

Bakugou paused his previously wiggling fingers, his head whipping up and eyes making contact with the now buzzing phone resting on the arm of the couch. He groaned when he read who was calling on Mina’s FaceTime, resting one hand on his knee while reaching out and swiping the phone from it’s resting spot (though his knees were still pressed firmly against Mina’s trapped hands- he hadn’t yet planned on stopping her torment.)

Bakugou pressed the bright green button on the screen and stared blankly at the dark screen as Denki answered. The boy had obviously been trying to sleep, evident by the fact no lights were on in his room.

“Bakugou?” The boy asked groggily on the other end, and even though Bakugou couldn’t technically see his face, he knew he had to have the dumbest expression printed all over it.

“Yes, what the hell do you want Pikachu?” Bakugou growled at the screen.

“Can you tell Mina to quit screaming? I could tell it’s her, her laughs are always the same; just so fuckin’ loud,” Denki chuckled, and Bakugou could hear his sheets shuffling. “What’s got her laughing so hard anyway? You aren’t exactly the funniest person on the planet.”

“I’M FUCKING HILARIOUS YOU DUNCE!” Bakugou shouted angrily into the phone, gripping it tightly as Mina just prayed he wouldn’t crush it with his pure fiery rage. “And that’s none of your fucking buisness!” Bakugou paused, looking down at Mina who had a sheepish grin on her face. He sighed. “She’ll be quiet now. Just go to sleep so you aren’t dumber tomorrow than you usually are,” Bakugou huffed, hanging up without allowing the blonde on the other end to get any word in.

The explosive teen threw Mina’s phone down beside her on the couch, hoisting himself off her with a scowl on his face and a roughness to his movements. Mina couldn’t help but feel a little guilty as he jerked his blanket out from under the girl aggressively and began making his way away from the couch. She quickly sat up and snatched his wrist, pulling him back slightly and making the boy grunt, looking back at her with tense brows.

“How about a compromise?” She proposed, a small grin on her face. He looked at her through squinted eyes for a moment, questioning her request. Finally, he rolled his eyes with a huff.

“Hit me with it,” he didn’t look at her in the eyes, but she celebrated internally at the fact he wasn’t too visibly angry at her.

“I’ve got a sleepover tomorrow with all the girls, and we’ve been dying for a special guest,” She bit her lip with a cheek-tearing smirk as his brow somehow managed to furrow even deeper. “Hang out with us for just a few hours tomorrow night; you don’t even have to sleep over, just stay for the fun parts. I’ll delete the video as soon as it’s over.”

He continued to stare at her questioningly, obviously not convinced nor happy with this compromise. She needed to give him more.

“I promise I won’t show a soul the video if you promise to go tomorrow. No one will even know it existed before it’s already gone,” she said, before deciding to finally pull out the big guns. She pouted out her bottom lip and lowered her wide eyes, eyebrows piercing upwards like a sad puppy. “Pleeease Bakugou? I promise it’ll be fun!”

He paused, staring at her sad little face and feeling himself go slightly soft inside while staring at his friend. He squeezed his eyes shut tight and jerked his arm out of the girl’s grasp with a loud groan.

“Fine...as long as this shit stays between us...I guess I’ll go,” Bakugou nearly whispered the last part, as if the words had to crawl their way out of his throat while being tied down from his sheer stubbornness alone.

Mina couldn't help the shriek of excitement she let out, her mouth quickly getting covered by Bakugou's large calloused hand while his other planted an index finger on his own mouth towards her. “Shut the fuck up Pinky, we already woke Dunce up!” She just smiled behind his hand, nodding up and down quickly.

Bakugou let out a sigh as he moved his hand from her face, using his fingers to squeeze at the bridge of his nose. “You are so fucking annoying, y’know that?”

Mina just giggled, standing up and giving Bakugou a hug so quick he couldn’t pull away from it. He stood in shock for a moment, before shoving her shoulder and making the girl fall back on the couch with an oof! followed by her giggles. He just rolled his eyes with a, “Tch,” throwing his blanket over his shoulder and walking towards the hallways.

“Night, Blasty! Get ready for the night of your life tomorrow!” She whisper-shouted towards the exiting boy, who only flipped her off as his body finally disappeared into the shadows of the shared hallways.

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A/N : hope you enjoyed!! i didn’t rlly proofread this so if it’s terribly written i apologize lmaoo, again if ur interested in a part 2 lemme know!!! much love <3 xoxo

#my hero academia #my fic #mha #tickling #tickle fic #tickle community #mha tickle #bakugou #mina #katsuki bakugou #mina ashido #ler!bakugou #lee!mina #bnha #boku no hero academia #ticklish

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is-nini · 4 years ago

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Childe x reader

Warning!

Bondage, size kink, breeding, brat taming.

Requested by anon:

Would you be willing to do Childe? Maybe a size kink + bondage?.

You're pissed, you just want a ice cream! You beg to childe and use your please and thankyou's but he still won't get you one!.

"Chilllldeeeeee i want ice cream!".

You wail and whine around him as he keep shushing you and stroking your head.

"It's not good baby, i told you".

He did told you, thousands of times already and his patience is getting thin, you can hear him gritted his teeth as he speak and tries to reason with you as you wail around, his hand around you is getting tighter.

"NO! ICE CREAM! I'm gonna go by myself to buy ice cream!".

You told him, that's when he snapped, he push you down to the bed in a matter of seconds and crawl on top of your body.

He won't let you go, not now nor ever, you're his and his alone and wherever you go, he MUST be there for you.

Childe believe you cannot do anything on your own, so you should always rely on him and hearing you say "go alone" doesn't fit well with him, not in the slightest.

"You know you MAY NOT do anything alone, yet you still threatened to. Looking for a punishment huh baby?".

He growled, he takes a red silky rope that's conveniently placed beside the bed.

You shake your head as you wail under him, he easily clamp both of your hand above your head as he tie the both of your hand up above your head.

"N-no!!!! D-daddyyyy!".

You wail, calling him daddy, trying to get him to lossen up and maybe let you go from this punishment.

Childe just smile and push your leg to your chest and pushing them to the side. You're exposed now and because you're wearing skirt, it makes things oh so easier for him. Childe is staring at your now wet underwear as he smirked.

"Hum, wet already princess? So so horny aren't cha?".

He laughed at your whine and takes another rope, he tied the rope against your leg and pulled it, making sure it's secure but making sure not to hurt you too bad either.

He smile at the things he did and grab your underwear, and with the both of his hand, he ripped it easily, nothing is protecting your cute little pussy now, you're helpless.

"Hmnnnng!".

Childe stare at your pussy, every second he looks your cute little pussy is always throbbing, asking to be filled with his huge cock.

"Ah ... It's throbbing baby.., your cute little pussy is throbbing".

He said, smirking while you whine, you tried to move your hands and legs, but proven to fail. You're body is so exposed.. Childe can see everything and he's having a lot of fun time watching your pussy, not touching it, just looking at it purposely to make you shy and submit.

"S-stop.. staring".

You managed to whisper out, Childe heard that and laugh, oh how cute, you're demanding huh?.

"Demanding me? So daring, you know that you cannot do anything, you know that you're hopeless against your daddy".

He said, as he lighty touched your clit, the slightest touch made your body jolt, making him laugh in amusement.

You were about to complain again but then Childe's hand plunge into your little pussy, you let out a high pitch moan.

"DADDY!".

You squeal out, he started to finger your pussy, in and out in and out brutally as you're leg twitch a little here and there, seeing your expression Childe laugh.

"So cute, trying to get out.. but you can't huh?".

His words makes your pussy throb, he felt the throb and finger you faster, your stomach is going up and down from the breath you're taking, your moan started to get higher and higher, your eyes teared up but just as you were about to cum, Childe pull his hands out abruptly.

"DADDY! PLEASE!".

he just laugh at your plea and smile sweetly sickening at you.

"Ah.. baby wanna cum? Yes? Little baby wanna cum on my finger? Sorry, you know you only get to cum on my cock baby".

He smile at your wail and opened his pants along with his underwear, while he was opening his shirt, your eyes trails from his abs to his huge, thick cock.

Childe is not a man to mess with, his cock is not a joke, you both did it multiple times but his cock always surprises you. Always.

"D-daddyy".

You sob out, sniffling for his cock, he looks at you and smothered your wet essence all over your pussy, making you let out more almost transparent essence.

"You keep getting wetter and wetter baby.. my cock will slide easily".

That's a lie. A big fat lie, no matter how wet you are you will always have a hard time accepting his cock inside you.

He slowly slide it inside you, making you scream, it's stretching you out so so much since the last time you both did it, and it was two days ago.

"A-AHNG! DA-DADDY! T-TOO BIG! TOO BIG!".

you chant out, but Childe shush you and whisper sweet nothings into your ears, making you slowly calm yourself down.

"You can take me baby, you're a clever girl, you can do it".

He encourage you as he slowly slip it inside, every movement from his dick caused you to scream out his name, Childe doesn't mind, as long as you're the one screaming his name or calling him daddy, he doesn't mind.

It took so so long to put everything in, but Childe is patient with you, he always have, unless you go overboard that is, but aside from that, he always take his time for you. He keep whispering sweet nothings into your ear, you wanted to grab him so badly but you can't, your hand was bound, you cannot wail your hand around and he just smile at your struggle.

"Okay baby, tell me when to move okay".

He said after everything is inside you, you can FEEL his thick cock bulges out of your stomach, a couple of seconds in, your pussy tremble, cannot handle the pleasure you cum all over his cock, letting out a loud squeal as Childe laugh and kissed your lips.

"I'm not even moving yet baby.. yet you come already?".

You don't even have to look at it, his big hands tore your dress apart, giving him access to your nipples.

His big hands playing with your nipple and messaging your boobs to calm you down from your high. Feeling ready you moved your hips left and right. God the slightest move is so pleasurable for you.

"HA-AHHNG! so good! So good! Daddy's cock is inside me and it felt so good!".

You squeal out, Childe got the hint, and started to move inside and out, making moan and squeal dripping from your mouth as you chant, or at least TRY to chant daddy and Childe.

Whenever he moved in and out, he can see his cock, bulging from your stomach going up and down too, it mesmerized him and he started to grow faster and faster, growling and spilling praise.

"Good girl. Good girl- fuck! My good girl".

He squeeze your leg for better access to your sweet tight cunt, he takes one of his hand away from your leg as he started to slap your clit.

"Daddy! Daddy childe is slapping my- may pussy! Daddy's thick long cock is going in and out of my tight pussy!!! So good!".

You speak out, but because of moans and squeals, childe can barely hear a thing, but he loved your voice, whatever you say, even if it doesn't make sense, he'll love it.

You felt his cock throb because of how thick it is, you and him both are cumming, you squeeze your eyes shut as he rams to you harder and faster. Your toes curl as he groan, squeezing your boobs and playing with your nipple.

He felt your cunt clenching around his dick, a sign that you're about to cum, your toes is curling as your body bend upwards as he stare at you delicious body, slowly walking his gaze towards your pussy that's now is gushing all over his cock.

Whenever you cum, your pussy always sucks him in. Always, you're pussy is already so tight to begin with, but this, This takes the cake.

Childe let out one last aggressive grunt as he fills you up with his hot and thick cum. Childe comes.. ALOT and his cum lasted for 5 damn second, filling you up to the brim.

The bulges on your stomach is from cock and cum, he smiles and push your stomach, making you wail as he slowly pushing his cock out, feeling the bulge went down too as his cock went out, he quickly looked into your pussy and his cum is seeping out of you so deliciously. He pushed your stomach harder and see more cum gushing out on to the bed.

"Such a adorable sight.. your pussy is filled with my cock and now it's filled with my cum... Such a pretty sight..".

He laughed as you whine, losing your voice because all the moans and squeal. Childe slowly let's you out of the silky rope off your body, he throw the rope away on the floor beside the bed.

He pulled your body gently to his chest as he fixed your position on the clean part of the bed.

"Childe...".

You whisper out, making him looks at you with a smile and kissed your lips, he was about to strech his hand to grab a water but seing your sleeping form he retracted his hand and kissed your lips, peppering your face with kisses. You sleep soundly that time, with a smile on your face and Childe putting you back to sleep evrytime you wakes up.

This is definitely the best time to spend with your beloved boyfriend 💗.

#childe x you #genshin childe #childe x reader #childe x y/n #genshin smut #genshin fanfiction #genshin fanfic

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thesweetestkimberry · 4 years ago

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Beach Day

Pairings: Hanta Sero x Reader

Summary: 1-A goes to the beach, a day that began with insecurities and mishaps turned into a night of new love and acceptance.

Warnings: OOC characters, Mineta being a perv, might be some curses?, mentions of stretch marks and insecurities of the body

Notes: SO this was kinda written with a fuller body in mind because I have one, and a lot of the time I struggle with accepting my body. It’s not a huge factor in the story but it is there. I hope this story kind of helps you forget those insecurities for a bit.

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“How come you’re still wearing your clothes (y/n)?” Uraraka asked sincerely as you tensed, shooting her a nervous smile, “I’ll take it off in a bit! I just wanna get situated.” You said taking a sip of your drink from your spot on the sand. You and Mina had set up underneath a large umbrella, putting your towels side by side and arranging your belongings.

“She’s just insecure.” Mina said, making you flick sand at her while she laughed, “Whaaat!?” The girls shouted, “You have nothing to be insecure about!” Momo tried, making your mind race,

“That’s what I keep telling her!” Mina once again interjected. It took all your will to not find a way to zip his trap with your quirk. “American and Japanese ideas on the body may be different, but that doesn’t mean yours is bad.” Tsuyu said in her usual blunt manner making you sulk,

“And with that new bathing suit Toru and Mina picked out, I’m sure you’ll look great!” Jiro said shooting you a thumbs up as her earphones waved. Knowing you weren’t gonna win this, you sighed, “Okay, but only for a bit.” You said as you began to remove your shirt and shorts.

The girls twittered amongst each other about how you looked, which made you insecure about your body. Your fingers subconsciously raced over the stretch marks on your stomach, breasts, and thighs, your mind shooting to what the ones on the back of your arms and thighs looked like.

Finally stepping out from under the umbrella, you tried to cross your arms over your stomach, which was softer than the skinny toned girls in your class. The pink girl huffed and tried tickling you to get you to ease up, tickling you to do so and as a result of your laughter, heads began to turn, and some stared a lot longer than you would’ve liked.

Suddenly you heard a loud SMACK, the boys who were playing volleyball winced and groaned. Turning your attention towards them, you saw Sero with a quickly reddening imprint of the volleyball on his face, making you cringe.

Kaminari patted Sero on the back and laughed, “That’s what you get for staring.” He joked, making the boy flush. “Don’t act like you guys didn’t look!” He yelled loudly making them all tense as you looked over. They all threw their quirks at him, either shocking, singeing, or freezing him.

You quickly turned away when the girls called you over again to join them in the water, which you had agreed too, since you usually swim far enough for the water to reach up to your chest. You and Tsuyu swam for a while, the other girls played with a beach ball on the other hand, laughing and splashing water at each other.

Suddenly, you froze and shrieked.

“Something touched me!” You yelled as you frantically looked around, Asui tilting her head curiously. “Was it some seaweed?” She asked you as you wiped the water off of your face,

“No no, like, something touched my ass!” You said as she disappeared into the water, probably to look around.

After about a minute, you heard splashing and yelling. Looking over in that direction, you saw Asui break the surface and come out holding Mineta with her tongue. Swimming over to the shore and shaking him

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You said exasperated as he trashed in her hold, swimming back to shore to meet her. “I think this is the piece of trash that touched you.” She muttered as best as she could with her tongue sticking out.

“Hey let me go! I’m thorry it was just out there! You know you thouldn't be wearing thomething like that if you didn’t want anyone to touch you!” Mineta said aloud making you cover yourself as best as you could with your hands, even pulling down the bottoms to cover your ass that was barely poking out.

“The hell you say scumbag?” You heard an aggressive voice say, making you flinch. “He touched (y/n)!” Mina shouted as she came to console you, seeing how you had gotten.

“Give me the scumbag, Frog.” Bakugou said with a chilling smirk making your skin crawl. Asui did as he asked and tossed the kid at him, Bakugou caught him by the head effortlessly, careful to avoid actually grabbing his quirk. Mineta thrashed and cried out, pleading for help while everyone turned a blind eye.

“I'm about to win this game you damn extras.” Bakugou said as he ran back to the court, everyone following.

Getting into position to serve, he threw Mineta up into the air as he screamed. The blonde ran up and jumped into the air, and spiked the screaming student using his quirk, sending Mineta over the net and creating a mini crater in the sand.

The other girls cheered while you winced, still covering your body. “Hey, you okay?” A voice behind you spoke. You turned around to see Sero, still adorning the bright red mark on his face,

“Yeah.” You said with a small chuckle, reaching out to hold his face. He blushed as you examined the injury, noticing that you were very close to his face. “Check out this new spell that I found.” You said as you closed your eyes and focused on him, chanting some spell quietly, you then looked back up at him and smiled.

You gently bounced in your spot, making Sero notice how the air dried your hair, adding beach waves to your hair. “What’d that do?” He asked rubbing the back of his head, You pulled a small compact mirror from your bag nearby and showed him his reflection,

“Oh shit! You healed it?” He asked as he poked at his face, only making him flinch and gasp in response. “I only made the visual injury disappear, the pain is still here.” You said as he gently poked his face still.

“It’s kinda useless, I know.” You said looking down dejectedly, but Sero quickly and gently grabbed your chin and tilted it up to look at you. “Nonono, it’s great! It’s pretty cool actually.” He said with his contagious smile. Realizing what he did, the two of you blushed, but before you could say something Kaminari cut between you two,

“Leave room for the holy spirit.” He said leaving you two at about 3 feet apart, both laughing.

When the day began to darken and the air turned chilly, you all bundled up and started a bonfire with the help of Todoroki’s quirk. S’mores were made and stories were told and laughter was flowing. Everyone was having a great time, and you and Sero couldn't help the glances you two would share.

You later found yourself separating from the group and walking along the shore, feeling how your feet left imprints in the sand.

“Mind if I join you?” A voice came from behind you, the wet sand concealing his nervous approach. You turned with a smile at the newcomer, nodding as you turned back around, “Of course. What draws you over here Sero?” You ask once he takes his place next to you, the boy in question shyly rubbed the back of his neck,

“Well, you.” He mumbled, head turned away from you, obscuring his answer. You turned to him and asked him to repeat what he said, making him fluster, “W-Whales, you know?”

You chucked at how quickly he answered, turning back around and craning your neck up to the sky, “I don't think we’ll see any whales, but we can see the stars.” You say as the boy turned to look at you, seeing as though you had stopped walking. “They’re beautiful.” You whisper.

Sero looks at your hand that rested at your side, empty and waiting, practically begging for him to take it into his own.

And that's exactly what he did.

At the feeling of his hand in your own, you turned your attention to the blushing boy, your face turning into the same shade. “Sero?...” He swallows the nervousness he had gotten stuck in his throat, preventing him from speaking properly. “(y/n), we’ve been friends for a while, but I found myself wanting to be more than that.” Realizing where this was going, you stepped closer and squeezed his hand.

“You're beautiful, and I don't just mean physically. Your everything is beautiful! Your eyes, your smile, your personality. Not to mention you're so strong in so many ways! Your quirk, your reason to become a hero, the way you just exist is an amazing thing alone,” he rambled, words nearly blending together, your brain nearly frying to keep up with what he was trying to say.

“But why me?” You whisper more to yourself, only for him to hear you, “what do you mean?” He asks lifting your chin so his eyes could meet your glossy ones, “I don’t look like Momo, or-or Mina,” you begin, not looking directly at him in shame, “I’m not pretty like the other girls in our class im-” Sero cut you off with a hug, “Stop that, I don’t want Momo or Mina, I want you. It’s you who distracted me earlier from the volleyball, it’s you who I imagine holding close, your body is beautiful and you know why?” He asks holding you at an arms length to get a good look at you, as you shook your head, “It’s beautiful because it’s yours.”

You stare at Sero with wide eyes, admiring how cute a blush looked on his face, “Look what i'm trying to say is-” grabbing his cheeks and planting your lips on his, his eyes widened for a second, hands flying up in surprise, only for his eyes to begin fluttering closed as you deepened the kiss, his hands finding their place on your waist and pulling you in. With chests against each other, you both could practically feel how hard your hearts were beating, almost threatening to burst out of your chests.

He groaned against your lips when he felt you begin to pull away, making you giggle at his reaction, “can I finish my sentence next time?” He joked, eyes still shut in bliss, “maybe you just talk too much,” you quip back, now meeting his eyes, “I mean if that's your way of getting me to shut up then I'll just never stop talking.”

The ocean stretched to where the two of you were, the surprisingly warm water sending a shiver through both of your bodies. “So, would you want to maybe go out? Maybe be my girlfriend?” He asks lightly squeezing your sides, making you sigh contently. “Not maybe,” you begin, pulling him down to another kiss, however you stop just as you feel his breath fan over you, “definitely.”

“Thank you Hanta.”

『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』

#hanta sero imagine #Sero Hanta #hanta sero x reader #sero hanta x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #insecure reader #fluff

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cottoncandyjester · 4 years ago

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So you know that song sway by Michel buble...I listened to that which led me to listen to a bunch of latin songs I used to listen to as a kid..and we'll have some latino reader trying to teach the ocs to dance

Theodore

"y-y/n this is HIGHLY sexual!" Theo stammered as he watched you play the music, he was a waltz kinda guy so this was different. "Relax theo, it's balloom dancing still just with a lot of sexual tension" you explain as you stood in position being very close to him watching the male watching you with wide nervous eyes

"just follow the music, kay? You'll do fine" you cooed out as you started off slow hoping he would take the lead but it seems he was absolutely flustered which confused you a little. "Theo, we've had sex but this makes you flustered?" You questioned out as the male kept from brushing up against you at all.

"t-this kind of dancing and mhsic was banned from my home! Though me and m-my mother played latin music and dance in secret especially when my father was away..." The memory made him sigh happily before his eyes snapped back to you who was just excited

"....theo, do you know how to dance to latin music?"

Theo twitched and sweated as he gazed away avoiding your burning stare as he turned away "l-lets take a break!" He claimed now walking away his face so red his ears burned

"wait! I have questions! Theo!"

Hikaru

"no. Fuck off piggy, daddy is busy"

You asked hikaru if he wanted to dance with you but his cold response made you pout before an idea sparkled into your mind. You turned away and gave a loud huff, keeping from smiling as you started to walk away

"you probably don't even know how to dance like that, rich boy" you teased before hikaru shot up a glare being sent your way before hikaru started to roll his sleeves up now aggressively unbuttoning his shirt two buttons. "Fine, wanna fucking dance? Let's do it." He hissed out feeling an urge to prove you wrong. With that you two at in the living room as latin music played

Hikaru very aggressively took the lead out you close a hand gripping your waist as you had no choice but to keep up. Your cheeks flushed as you looked at the serious gaze in his that was downright sexy before he spinned and dipped you with ease

"satisfied?"

"b-but h-huh? How?!"

"dance classes, dumbass we all had to fucking do it in my family "

With that he full on dropped you now walking away scoffing though a smile graced his lips that he fought. He hasn't danced in a long time, he forgot how fun it was. "Give me a challenge next time y/n" he scoffs out though he definitely felt giddy from that, maybe dancing with you again wouldn't be the dumbest idea.

Axis

Axis did like how it sounded, it was so different than normal japanese culture! He shuddered when you got into position and he could practically feel your heartbeat. You were so amazing, though he was pretty clumsy so a lot of times he stepped on your feet before apologizing like crazy

"i-i don't think I can do this y/n" he whined as he nervously fiddle his hands before you kissed his forehead whispering sweet praise in spanish which of course perked him up getting him excited to try again.

"okay!"

Salem

When you showed salem a video of latin dances he was far more interested in how sexual it was and instantly wanted to it. So here you two were trying it out, you come to realize that salem was bad following instructions and couldn't keep his hands off your ass

"salem, you're hands have to be higher than that"

"mhmmm"

"...so move them"

It was talking to a brick wall, you weren't sure he was even interested until you caught him humming the tune to the song which made you smile. He definitely loved the music a lot though dancing wasn't his thing

Prince

Prince was absolutely eager to learn cause latin dancing is like the sexist thing in the world! He was a quick learner and even took the lead making it quickly become sexual as he pulled you in for a steamy kiss

"how about we take this to the bedroom? I would love to show you what else I can do"

Damn he was cocky

Yuki

"pleaseeeeee~"

"..sleepy."

You huffed at your boyfriend who was curled up in bed refusing to move even when you begged and acted all cute, so you had to pull out drastic measures. "Yuki! I'll throw away all my thigh high socks and never let you touch me!" Oh he was totally up now though he had a pouty glare on his face.

He was really..slow, like painfully slow that it was clear he wanted to go back to sleep, you were a little unsure how to motivate him but it seems he didn't like that sad expression you wore so he picked up the pace before dipping you to surprise you which gave you butterflies for sure. "Can I sleep now?" He mumbled out and you gave a shaky nod before he kissed your cheek and stood you up before walking off leaving your flustered.

Rocket

This poor himbo is so damn clumsy it's almost deadly, he is trying so damn hard though. You winced when he stepoed on your foot for the 100th time that moment and you shot a glare to him only to see his sad puppy dog expression which made you sigh as you placed a hand on his chest.

"maybe cooking latin food would be more your style" he suddenly perked up at the mention of food basically drooling excitedly. "Food food food!" He chanted as you two walked to the kitchen.

Scarlett

The goth princess seemed to be skilled in some ballroom dancing but this was out of element though she quickly got the grasp of it. She giggled softly whole you two danced since it was very fun to her "you should have asked me to do this sooner my love, I love doing this with you" she stated before planting a sweet kiss onto your lips

What a supportive girlfriend! You'll have to marry her

Rin

You were going to strangle him, he was doing the wrong thing on purpose to rile you up. "Come on babe don't waltz away! I got more jokes! Pfft- you're not latin me have any fun here" he cheers out as you held back a laugh at his dumb jokes..no you were mad! You turned to him trying to glare at him best you could

"you're not taking this serious rin!"

"I don't take Anything serious I mean I'm still wearing the clown nose after all" he pointed out before squeezing the nose giggling at the honk sound it made.

Rin didn't get why you were taking this so serious honestly but he figured if it made you happy he'll play along..for now. You rolled your eyes before turning around to walk away but rin grabbed your hand spinning you and dipping you with a cocky grin

"dont be a sourpuss baby. You know i love when you're mad at me you're so sexy" he mumbled out as he reached out and softlt tapped your nose.

"boop~" he purred out in a low seductive tone which definitely turned you a lot more than it should. With that he let you go and happily skipped away "I'll be in the clown car if you wanna have steamy car sex" he chriped as he skipped away.

"of course cause having sex in the damn clown car instead of our bed is the better option" you mumbled under your breath but you were definitely following him.

Yuuji & yuuta

Yuuji pushed his older twin towards you with a devilish grin. "Yuuta always sucked during practice while I sucked during volleyball practice sooooo, I say you teach him" the red haired male stated.

"t-traitor!" Yuuta hissed out before looking your way before giving a huff, he definitely wasn't prepared for this. "Alright kitty cat, show me what you got" he said softly as he held you close and you two got started, he was pretty rusty so he made some mistakes but he couldn't help but have fun with it.

Just when the sexual tension got high and he leaned in as if he was gonna kiss you the male let go and spun you right into yuuji's arms who smiled innocently at you taking yuuta's place who slipped away to hide his flushed face and racing heart..he always hated showing you his soft side.

"you're a tough badass get it together" he whispers under his breath as he watched you and yuuji with a slight smile.

#yandere imagines #yandere #yandere ocs

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fanimesenseiwrites · 4 years ago

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Kidnapped to Hell (pt. 15)

So I wanna put a content/trigger warning here but I'm not sure if any actually apply. There's an attempt at violence I guess? Just know that this chapter is pretty tense.

Hoshiko just laid in bed for a few hours, trying to somehow rest without actually going to sleep.

It wasn't until they heard the sound of someone playing the piano that they had any desire to even get up.

Hoshiko knew it was Lucifer playing, and though they had no real desire to see him, they were very interested in the music.

Hoshiko rolled out of bed, slipped on their sheep slippers and headed upstairs to the music room.

Lucifer was indeed the one playing. His sleeves were rolled up and his gloves were off as his fingers danced across the keys, performing a soft and sweet melody.

Hoshiko shuffled in quietly and sat down on the floor near the piano to listen to Lucifer play.

Lucifer glanced at Hoshiko briefly and smirked softly as he played.

Hoshiko barely acknowledged him as they pulled their knees to their chest and rest their chin on their knees.

Lucifer continued to play the piano until his brothers returned home from school.

Mammon and Belphegor were the first to find Hoshiko and Lucifer in the music room.

Hoshiko looked at them and made grabby hands towards Mammon.

Mammon grinned wide upon seeing Hoshiko, then walked over and sat next to them.

Hoshiko didn't speak as they made him spread his legs then moved to sit between them.

Mammon chuckled then wrapped his arms around Hoshiko and rest his chin on top of their head.

Hoshiko relaxed into his body, feeling particularly safe in his arms.

Belphegor sat next to them to listen to Lucifer play as well.

Hoshiko reached over and grabbed Belphie's hand.

Belphie leaned closer to Mammon and laced his and Hoshiko's fingers together.

Lucifer looked at the three of them once he finished the piece he was playing.

Hoshiko and Belphie had both fallen asleep against Mammon.

"Do not move," Lucifer hissed at Mammon.

Mammon was suddenly scared. "Why?"

"Be quiet," Lucifer whispered. "Hoshiko is asleep."

"Oh..." Mammon looked down at Hoshiko.

Hoshiko whined and snuggled into Mammon.

Mammon squeezed them gently. "Don't worry Hoshiko," he murmured as though they could hear him. "You're safe."

Lucifer started to play the piano again, choosing another soft and soothing melody, hoping the music would keep Hoshiko asleep.

Asmo peeked in there when he heard the music start up again.

"Aww!" He cooed as Hoshiko, Belphie, and Mammon caught his eye. "How cute! I gotta get a picture!" He walked over to the trio with his DDD in hand.

"Asmo, don't..." Mammon tried to warn him.

"Don't what?" He asked as he took the picture.

"Huh?" Hoshiko groaned as they woke up.

Lucifer slammed his fingers down on the keys out of frustration, causing a discordant and cacophonous noise to come from the piano. "Asmodeus!"

"Oh no..." he quickly ran from the room.

Lucifer quickly followed after him.

Mammon couldn't help but chuckle as he watched them. "It's nice to not be the one being chased for once."

"Do they have to be so loud about it though?" Belphie whined as he sat up.

Hoshiko sighed and sat up as well.

"Hoshiko?" Mammon asked.

"I better go save Asmo..." Hoshiko declared as they stood up and stretched.

"Why? He woke you up," Mammon asked.

"He didn't really, I was already having nightmares." Hoshiko left without another word.

They followed the sound of Asmo's whines and screams in order to find him and Lucifer.

Lucifer was already in the process of stringing Asmo up.

Hoshiko sighed and crossed their arms. "Lucifer, put him down."

Lucifer glanced at Hoshiko. "Absolutely not."

"C'mon, Asmo didn't actually wake me, and you know that."

"I don't know that, and I don't know that you're not just covering for him either," Lucifer accused as he continued pulling the rope to pull Asmo higher.

Hoshiko glared at him, insulted by the accusation. "Don't make me make you."

Lucifer held fast to the rope and looked at Hoshiko, matching their glare. "You wouldn't dare."

Hoshiko raised their eyebrow at the challenge. "Lucifer, let Asmo down slowly," they commanded, using their pact to do so.

Lucifer grimaced as his muscles seized up and then moved without his say so.

Hoshiko watched carefully as Lucifer lowered Asmo back down to the ground.

"And untie him," Hoshiko added once Asmo's feet were on the ground.

Lucifer did as he was told, then glared at Hoshiko when he was done.

Hoshiko noticed his glare, but was unaffected by his attempt to intimidate them. "That'll be all," Hoshiko told Lucifer, releasing him from the hold of the pact.

Lucifer rolled his shoulders, testing the mobility of his own body.

Asmo jogged over to Hoshiko and grabbed their hand. "Thanks, but you might wanna hide somewhere for a little while."

"I'll be fine," Hoshiko insisted as they kept their eyes on Lucifer.

Lucifer walked over to Hoshiko, purposefully standing straight and tall above them in an attempt to intimidate them. "You would be wise to check your hubris before it becomes your downfall," Lucifer snarled.

Hoshiko drew their upper lip back to mimic the snarl still drawn across Lucifer's face, their own attempt at intimidation. "I don't think the Avatar of Pride has any room to talk about hubris."

Lucifer growled and unveiled his demon form, his wings spreading out in an intimidating flourish.

Asmo tried to forcefully pull Hoshiko away, but it was as if their feet were cemented to the ground. He instead let go of Hoshiko's hand and ran from the room to find the rest of his brothers.

Mammon and Belphegor were already on their way after having felt Lucifer's demonic aura flare up.

"Hey what happened?" Mammon asked Asmo.

"Uh, I think Hoshiko and Lucifer are about to kill each other," Asmo responded, panicking.

"What?" Mammon asked, trying to fathom Hoshiko being aggressive enough to kill and Lucifer actually wanting to harm Hoshiko at this point in their relationship.

"Don't just stand there! You're the only one who can calm them both down, come on!" Asmo exclaimed.

"I am?" Mammon asked, shocked and confused by Asmo's statement.

"Yes!" Asmo insisted, trying to coax him along.

"Oh... okay!"

Asmo quickly led Mammon back to the room he had just come from.

Lucifer was looming over Hoshiko, but Hoshiko wasn't intimidated and was still standing their ground.

Mammon stood off to the side momentarily, just taking in the scene.

"... You're only about posturing, you're not gonna do shit!" Hoshiko antagonised. "You act all big and bad but I know it's all for show."

Lucifer growled and bared his fangs to Hoshiko as warning as he leaned closer to them.

Hoshiko rolled their eyes. "Growl all you want, maybe I'll actually be scared when you actually do something!" They shoved against his chest and actually moved him back a couple steps.

Lucifer's eyes flashed red and he lunged towards Hoshiko.

In an instant, Mammon changed to his own demon form and swooped in to grab Hoshiko and pull them out of the way of Lucifer's wrath.

Hoshiko yelped at their sudden manhandling. "Mammon!"

"Trust me on this, I just saved your life," Mammon explained, his voice devoid of his usual gloating tone.

"Maybe that's not what I wanted," Hoshiko murmured.

"Wait, what?" Mammon looked down at Hoshiko.

Lucifer whipped around to look at the pair. "Mammon, get out of my way," Lucifer snarled as he stalked over to them.

Mammon quickly stood between Hoshiko and his older brother. "I don't think so."

Hoshiko pushed Mammon's wing down out of their face so they could see Lucifer. "You just love tellin' everyone what ta do!" Hoshiko taunted Lucifer.

"Hoshiko!" Mammon hissed. "Lucifer, you don't really wanna hurt Hoshiko," he spoke soothingly, hoping to get through to him.

Lucifer glared at the two of them and clenched his fists.

"Prideful motherfucker won't even agree with you out loud..." Hoshiko murmured.

"Hoshiko, shut up," Mammon practically begged.

Lucifer growled. "You must have a death wish, Hoshiko."

"Oh my god, please kill me. Put me out of my misery!"

Mammon frowned and turned back to look at Hoshiko. "Hoshiko..."

Lucifer was stunned silent for a moment. "... Are you truly miserable here with us?"

Hoshiko's eyes widened in both anger and disbelief. "You stupid, dense, prideful motherfucker!" Hoshiko yelled at Lucifer as they approached him.

Lucifer's posture quickly changed to show that he was on the defensive.

"Not everything is about you!" Hoshiko yelled. "I am in misery because the trauma I've endured keeps playing on repeat in my head! I am literally terrorized by my own thoughts every time I close my eyes! At this point, I would rather be dead!"

"And where do you think you'd end up, Hoshiko?" Lucifer asked arrogantly. "You who has seven pacts with seven demons."

"Lucifer!" Mammon hissed at the eldest brother's implication.

Lucifer only glanced at Mammon briefly.

Tears started streaming down Hoshiko's face. "You're so cruel!" They cried as they beat their hands against Lucifer's chest. "How did you get to be so heartless?"

Lucifer grabbed Hoshiko's wrists in order to stop them from continuing to hit him. "How could I possibly be so heartless when I have done so much for you?!" Lucifer was actually upset by that accusation.

"Because you didn't take my feelings into account when trying to do them!" Hoshiko tried to pull their arms out of Lucifer's grip.

"Keeping you safe can't always coincide with your feelings!" He accosted as he kept holding onto their wrists.

"If you wanted to keep me safe you would've just saved me in the first place!" Hoshiko yelled at him as they looked dead into his eyes.

Both Mammon and Lucifer were taken aback by their words.

Lucifer loosened his grip on Hoshiko's wrists but didn't fully let go.

"You have no idea how much it hurt to have Solomon tell me that you got my message but you just thought you had a nightmare. And then I saw your dumb text later and I knew it was your pride that had kept you from taking action and it infuriated me!"

Lucifer's wings drooped as the reality of his actions set in. He let go of Hoshiko's wrists and lowered his arms to his sides.

Hoshiko watched him carefully.

Mammon studied both of their body language and stepped back when he determined that neither of them wanted to hurt each other anymore.

Hoshiko took a deep breath before continuing. "... I called out to you because I thought I could count on you to find me," their voice started to crack. "I thought you would be smart enough to figure out what happened, or at least not stop until you were sure everything was okay..." Hoshiko collapsed into a sitting position and started to cry again.

Lucifer knelt down right in front of Hoshiko. "Hoshiko..." Lucifer started to speak softly.

Hoshiko looked at him, tears streaming down their face.

Lucifer frowned. "I know it won't fix anything, but I want you to know that I regret every single moment of my hesitation to come find you."

Hoshiko sniffed and moved their hair out of their face.

Lucifer gently wiped Hoshiko's tears away. "You were right, I let my pride get in the way of taking action and now you're suffering the consequences, and I will never forgive myself for that."

Hoshiko sighed. "You know that's not what I want..."

"Then, what do you want?"

"Just apologize, and do better in the future."

Lucifer held Hoshiko's face in his hands. "I truly am sorry that I let my pride and second guessing get in the way of keeping you safe. I will not let this happen again."

Hoshiko nodded. "Thank you, I forgive you." They moved to hug Lucifer.

Lucifer hugged back and wrapped his wings around Hoshiko.

"Wing hugs are so special," Hoshiko cooed.

Lucifer smiled slightly and just held onto Hoshiko, relishing in the first bit of affection the human had shown them since returning to the Devildom.

Hoshiko pulled away from the hug first, but Lucifer was quick to follow suit.

Hoshiko stood up with Lucifer and looked around. "Oh..."

"Hm?" Lucifer looked as well.

The rest of the brothers had, at some point, arrived to investigate the commotion and so had Lord Diavolo.

Lucifer grimaced at the realization that everyone had just seen most, if not all of that interaction. He changed back to his human form and looked at Hoshiko. "If you'll excuse me," he sort of asked before walking over to Diavolo.

"That was... intense," Diavolo commented.

Lucifer sighed. "Yes, I know... May I speak to you in private?"

Diavolo nodded. "Yes, we should talk."

Lucifer took Diavolo to his study and closed the door.

"Is everything okay?" Diavolo asked sincerely.

"It will be," Lucifer assured him. "I was thinking earlier about why my memory wipe of Hoshiko didn't work..."

"I was actually on my way over here to talk to you about that when Belphegor texted me that I needed come here immediately to save Hoshiko from you."

Lucifer sighed. "I know, I acted shamefully."

"I certainly didn't think I would have to protect Hoshiko from you at this point..." Diavolo indirectly agreed.

Lucifer nodded and ran a hand through his hair.

"But I didn't have to do that, so as long as Hoshiko isn't upset with you I suppose every thing is alright."

Lucifer looked at Diavolo and nodded.

"Anyway, I asked Solomon for his opinion on why your spell didn't help Hoshiko."

Lucifer was immediately interested. "And what did he say?"

"He wasn't sure, this is a unique case after all, but he said his best guess was that you are a demon."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow. "Pardon?"

"It's possible that you, or any other demon, are not able to pull that particular memory of the eight circles from Hoshiko's mind because the nature of your power is demonic, and the effect of the eight circles is demonic."

"That still doesn't make any sense," Lucifer argued. "Magic is magic, and a memory is just a memory... right?"

Diavolo sighed. "But its not just a memory to Hoshiko. It's not just that they saw something and can't help but to remember it. The eight circles is meant to torture a person's soul, and Hoshiko is no exception."

Lucifer nodded, finally understanding. "It's not Hoshiko's mind that is branded, it's their soul."

Diavolo nodded reverently. "I'm afraid so. And I don't believe there's anything we can do to help them."

Lucifer frowned and thought about it for a moment. "... maybe we can't, but we know someone who can."

Diavolo looked at Lucifer, realizing exactly who he meant. "I didn't think you would suggest that."

"I didn't either... but if it will help Hoshiko, so be it."

Diavolo smiled slightly and nodded. "I agree."

Lucifer pulled out his DDD. "I'll make the call."

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18

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sunmoonandeddie · 5 years ago

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antisocial

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 1,042

summary: You and Bucky find him a companion.

warnings: swearing

masterlist

a/n: I literally started crying last night because I was looking up those cage cards that they have on shelter cages and one of them was like “I AM A BAD CAT” and I immediately was sobbing because no cat is a bad cat!!! ANYWAY. Let me know what you guys think!

Bringing Sam along was a mistake. That much you were sure of. He wouldn’t shut up, forcing all of his ideas in Bucky’s face and trying to get him to go along with it.

Of course, it was really just being he was so excited. He didn’t mean anything by it.

But it didn’t change the fact that this was about Bucky, not Sam, and he needed to make his own decision. If he didn’t, and he let his (third) best friend push him into something he didn’t actually want, it wouldn’t work.

“Or what about a Boxer?” Sam suggested as he opened the door, letting both you and Bucky inside. “They make great service dogs. They listen well and all that. Or even a Pomeranian.” He paused, making a face. “No, don’t get a Pomeranian. They’re cute and all, but not your style.”

“Sammy,” you said slowly, your hands clasped together as you walked into the animal shelter. “We’re here to get Bucky an… emotional support animal. Not a service dog.”

With a roll of his eyes, he immediately headed for the door that had Puppy Palace painted on it in big block letters, a painting of a cartoon dog next to it. “Dogs are emotional support animals, too.”

With a glance up a Bucky, you nodded towards the door he’d disappeared to. “You wanna go look?”

He gave a wry smile, shrugging. “Okay.”

You could hear the unspoken words with it, the That’s what we’re here for, isn’t it? But you just loop your elbow through his and lead him through the door.

As soon as you walk through a second door leading to the kennels, you’re assaulted with a wall of sound. Dogs were barking everywhere, jumping up on the weird fence that lines the front of every single one of them.

Bucky tensed beside you, and you could almost physically feel him shrinking in on himself.

“Jamie…,” you said slowly, already turning to pull him back through the door you’d come from.

Sam was already halfway down the kennel, seemingly entranced with a Basset Hound. He was kneeling on the concrete ground as he let it sniff him.

“Come on,” you said, knowing that this was too much for Bucky. Even if he wasn’t totally overstimulated yet, you could see all the noises and commotion starting to take effect.

The silence was almost deafening when you got back to the main lobby of the shelter.

But Bucky was still tense.

Eyes landing on a bright sign across the lobby, you slipped your hand into his and intertwined your fingers. “I know what you need.”

As soon as you two were past the door that said Kitty Korner, it was like a switch had been flipped. The tension left his shoulders, his eyes were soft.

The only sounds were the occasional meow and little bells from their toys clinging around.

The two of you spent time with each cat you found, from the little kittens that were barely old enough to be adopted, to the elderly cats that were on their last leg.

But he came to a complete stop, his glacier eyes wide as he stared at the cat in the very last cage. “Krolik,” he said, which you knew was his way of calling you over.

The cat he was so mesmerized with had a long, snow white coat, and was a little smaller than the average size cat. It’s blue eyes seemed to peer just as deeply into his soul as his did into hers.

But the thing that seemed to stand out to him the most was the fact that the cat only had three legs. It was missing its front left leg, much like Bucky.

Biting your lip to try to fight the smile coming on, you took a glance at the cage card pinned to the barrier.

“Hey! I’ve been looking for you two everywhere!” Sam said as he came in, pouting as he looked around. He came up behind you, brows furrowed as he looked at the card over your shoulder. “Candace. Approximately two years old… female… It says here that she’s antisocial and has aggression issues and a biting problem. She’s perfect for you, Barnes! You’ve finally found a girlfriend!”

Even though he was joking, he stopped laughing long enough to check that he was okay.

But Bucky wasn’t even paying attention. “This one.”

Sam shook his head as he stood beside him. “Oh, come on, man. You think that cat is gonna be able to keep up with us on our runs?”

“You know, Sammy, if you want a dog, you can get one,” you said, raising your brows. “Like… You don’t have to try to get Bucky to get one.”

It was like the thought had never crossed his mind. His eyes lit up as he turned on his heel, most likely to head back to the Puppy Palace.

“SEND AN EMPLOYEE OVER!” You called after him, sighing as you watched him go. When the door shut behind him with a soft click, you sidled back up to Bucky. “I always knew you were a cat person.”

He shrugged nonchalantly, but a soft shade of pink dusted his cheeks.

An hour later, you three were on your way home. You were driving with Bucky in the passenger seat, while Sam sat in the back, excitedly holding the carrier that contained Lucy, his new Basset Hound.

Bucky, however, had taken his cat out of her carrier the second he was in the car, holding her on his lap. And the ‘aggressive, anti-social’ cat with a biting problem had promptly butted her head against his chin with a purr, curling up on his chest for the rest of the car ride.

“So, are you gonna keep calling her Candace?” You asked, a fond look in your eyes as you watched him staring down at his new pet in wonder.

“No.”

A raise of your eyebrows. A slow smile. “Okay. Then what’s her name?”

His eyes trailed to the little tree air freshener that was hanging from the mirror, chewing on his lower lip. “Alpine.”

“Okay,” you said as you reached over to take his hand, squeezing it softly. “Alpine it is.”

#bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes drabble #bucky drabble #bucky fic

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isuckatwritingmyfriends · 5 years ago

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The 5 times Eddie doesn't know Buck speaks spanish +1 he finds out. Be gentle,, I used google translate lmao

"Ni siquiera ves lo que me haces, ¿verdad?"

Buck's eyes are startled up from his phone, lifting to meet Eddie's where he was sitting next to him on the couch, hand rubbing soothing circles into his bad leg. Buck tilts his head, confused, and that's where Eddie makes a fatal mistake.

He laughs softly, "You'll ruin your eyes, staring at that thing so intensely."

Buck, still confused, opens his mouth to ask, but the bell rings and Eddie is gently placing his leg down to rush off to the trucks. He has no choice but to follow.

Sitting across from his best friend, Buck tries to think back on every interaction they've had since they met and- holy shit. Eddie doesn't know I speak spanish.

The call was relatively easy, but the shift had been long nonetheless and when they get back to the fire house, Buck's too distracted to remember to ask Eddie about what he said, before he's off to the showers. And why he lied about what it meant, he thinks. He narrows his eyes down at his boots, it's not like it was anything bad. Why lie?

And Buck gets close, so close to threading a very important needle when Eddie clangs his locker shut. "We'll see you for movie night tomorrow?" he asks, almost to the door already. Buck, mind elsewhere, nods distractedly at him. And he's gone, running off to pick up Christopher on time.

Buck tells Maddie. Because of fucking course he doesn't think about the consequences of his actions. She grins at him, and immediately he knows he's made a mistake. "Oh? What do you do to him, Buck?"

He groans and tries to shove his hand in her face. "Stop, it's not like that." She gives him a flat look. He sighs. "Its not that I don't want it to be, you know that, I just don't want to mess it up with my feelings."

"Really though? What if he feels the same?"

"What if he doesn't?" Buck looks down at his plate, pushing his food around with his fork. "I can't risk losing him and Christopher on a what if."

Maddie frowns at him, but doesn't push much harder. "Well, you're going to tell him you speak spanish then?"

Buck shrugs, "I mean, yeah. I just don't get why he'd hide something so simple."

Maddie looks at him, thoroughly unimpressed, but before she has the chance to tell him that he's the smartest idiot she's ever met, his eyes catch the time on his phone. "Oh shit," he grabs his jacket and keys, fumbling around the table to kiss her cheek. "I love you, I'm gonna be late to movie night!"

"Bye, I love-" The door slams and she hears his quick steps fade down the hall. With a small smile, she pulls out her phone. Chimney's gonna love this.

Buck makes it barely on time, maybe speeding a bit through the less busy roads, but no one can prove it. He arrives two minutes before 7, bustling through the door without knocking.

He manages to close the door behind him before he catches an armful of Christopher. "You're here!" he shouts.

Buck grins down at him, lifting him for a squeeze and a twirl. "And I wasn't even late!"

Eddie walks out of the kitchen, smiling, "Just barely. Are your tires smoking?"

Buck sticks his tongue out in response.

Eddie's eye roll is instant, "¿Cómo estoy enamorado de un hombre tan inmaduro?"

Buck fumbles, almost dropping Christopher. He plays it off by setting the kid down, and asking "What'd you pick for a movie?"

Christopher, oblivious to Buck's small heart attack, happily takes his hand and leads him to the living room, rambling about how The Little Mermaid never gets old.

"Hey, how about you help me get the popcorn and drinks, buddy?" Christopher obliges, moving for the kitchen and releasing Buck. Eddie watches him until he's out of earshot, then turns to Buck. "Was that your leg? Is it bothering you any?"

Buck shakes his head, face turning red. "No it's just-" you literally just told me you love me, I think I'm allowed to freak the fuck out!

"It's okay, you go sit down and we'll be out in a sec."

Then Buck is left staring after his best friend, some weird feelings clenching in his chest.

"HE SAID WHAT?!"

Buck slaps a hand over his sister's mouth. "Shut the fuck up! He'll hear you!"

Both pause and lean to look into the living room of Buck's apartment where Eddie and Chimney are aggressively mashing buttons on controllers. Chimeny looks over and smirks. Eddie glances over with a soft smile aimed at them. Buck waves.

He turns back to Maddie, still smiling, but frowns when he sees her face. "Stop it."

"I didn't say anything." She's grinning though, and Buck has been on the receiving end of that grin too many times to be so naive.

"Leave it."

Maddie looks like she's going to burst, so he takes her arm and pulls her over to his front door. "Oh was it so cute when you told him? Was he embarrassed?"

Buck mumbled something under his breath.

"What was that?"

He shot a quick glance back towards the couch, letting him have a moment of mourning for his poor game before turning back. "I didn't tell him."

Maddie's eyes went wide, her mouth opening to presumably start shouting at him, but cuts herself off with a garbled noise. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. Buck braces himself. "So you're going to stand there and tell me that he told you, to your face, that he loves you-"

"More implied I think."

She slaps his arm and he winces. "Boy if we were alone, I swear to god!" she whisper-shouts. "Are you trying to ruin your friendship?"

"That's exactly what I'm trying to avoid!"

"How is this avoiding anything but your feelings?"

"Because he doesn't know I understand what he's saying!" Maddie gives him her best were-you-not-just-paying-attention-to-the-whole-ass-conversation-we-just-had look. It's very good. She's had a lot of practice. Buck pinches the bridge of his nose and tries to explain himself better. "He isn't comfortable enough to tell me when he thinks I'll know what he's saying. And it's different, he has a kid to think about. And I respect whatever choice he makes."

Maddie puts her hands on his shoulders. "You need to tell him. The fallout will be much worse if you let it continue." She smiles reassuringly at him, then walks back to their drinks on the counter.

It's after Maddie and Chimney have gone home for the night that Buck and Eddie have a few more drinks and chat. Eddie's talking about the sleepover Chris is at tonight while Buck zones in and out. How does one even begin to explain the thought process that lead him to keeping this secret? Oh god, he thinks, this is gonna be one of those little white lies that snowballs until I have to take it to my grave-

Fingers snap in front of his face, his eyes managing to focus on the smile on Eddie's face as he looks at him. "You okay?"

This is it. This is when you tell him you speak spanish. Buck opens his mouth, "Um actually," he pauses. Eddie looks at him, expectantly. "Uh, yeah, just tired." Damnit.

"We can turn in for the night," he suggests.

Buck nods, "Wanna spend the night? I've got clothes you could use?" NO. Absolutely not. Because you will share a bed and he will be wearing your clothes and you are a serial cuddler. So NO.

Eddie's smile grows, "I'm more concerned about how you hog the blankets."

Buck gasps in mock offense, shoving at him playfully. "I do not!"

Eddie just laughs.

Fuck. I'm so screwed. He just doesn't realize how screwed until they're laying in his bed, Eddie sprawled out on his stomach and Buck on his back, every muscle coiled tight. It's quiet for a while, long enough that Buck thinks he might have drifted off, but he shifts and his voice comes muffled from the pillows. "I can actually hear you thinking. Please sleep."

Buck rolls his eyes. Jokes on you, I'm not thinking, I'm panicking.

Eddie moves again and now he's looking at Buck. "Is it your leg?"

His heart twists in his chest and he shakes his head. "It's nothing. Probably you rolling around so much."

Eddie's quiet, so Buck turns his head to look. "Podría acostumbrarme a esta vista."

Buck's eyes widen. Then he sees a moment of small panic where Eddie thinks 'what if-?' But it's gone as soon as it arrives. "Just enjoying the blankets while I still can."

He huffs, but it's lighter between them and Buck starts to drift off.

When they wake up, Buck finds he has taken another victim. Eddie had rolled onto his back sometime while they were asleep, and had Buck tucked in close, wrapped around him. Buck doesn't immediately panic because it feels too right. But when he wakes up more, he knows he should move before Eddie wakes up.

Buck tries to be subtle, slowly pulling his limbs back to himself, trying not to wake Eddie in the process. Except when he looks up, Eddie is watching him with a small smile. Buck's heart roundhouse kicks his ribcage and he let's out a startled "Oh."

Eddie just laughs, "Eres tan hermoso."

Buck's mouth falls open, but he doesn't say anything as Eddie extricates himself from Buck's grasp and starts for the stairs. "I'll make breakfast."

Once he's out of sight, Buck throws himself back on the mattress, slapping a hand over his eyes. "Fuck me."

He doesn't want to tell Maddie. Partly because she'll lose her shit, but mostly because he knows she's right. He's waited too long already, if Eddie finds out- When. When Eddie finds out. I can't keep this up forever.- he's probably going to be mad.

Buck ends up telling her. Obviously. She has the same reaction he thought she would. "He called you beautiful and said he wants to fall asleep to you?!"

Buck winces and holds the phone away from his ear for a moment. "Uh, basically I guess that was the gist of it."

"THE GIST?!" Buck grimaces, brings one hand up to scrub his face. "And you still didn't tell him?!"

Buck sighs, because he knows, okay? He really does, but he's scared too. "Mads I-"

Her voice is softer. "Buck, I know you're nervous. But you've said it before, you're basically family. Anyone could look at the two of you and Christopher and see how in love you are, see how much you'd do anything for them."

"Yeah but not Eddie." Bucks spins in his chair, he's tired and doesn't know what he's going to do. "If everyone can see how much I love him too, why can't he? Why doesn't he tell me all this? Why does he only say it when he thinks I don't understand?" Maddie sighs, but Buck continues. "I have to assume there's more here than I can see. If he doesn't want me to know, then I don't."

Maddie's quiet for a minute, just the sound of her breathing comes over the phone. Her voice is gentle when she says, "What happens when he finds out?"

Buck kinda just wants to cry. "I don't know, Mads. I don't know."

Buck and Christopher are playing with legos in the living room. Well, Buck is playing, Christopher is actually building something. He's talking about his day at school and that he's excited for the weekend because he gets to see the rest of his family. Buck's listening attentively, asking questions where it matters and nodding along, until he hears a snippet of what Eddie is saying.

The other man is pacing back and forth behind the couch, on the phone with his family in El Paso. They're talking about the barbeque this weekend, presumably what Chris meant when he talked about being excited to see his family. But I'm not supposed to know that.

He's tense when he stops at the farther end of the couch, talking quickly into the phone. "-él debería poder venir, prácticamente está criando a Christopher conmigo." A pause. "No es justo. ¿Has hablado con Abuela?" He's quiet for a few minutes, then, "Christopher ama él. Lo amo él. Él viene, lo quiero allí, y eso es todo."

Eddie hangs up the phone. With his back still to the boys, he lifts his hand to rub his face with a sigh. When he turns around, he meets Buck's gaze. Okay? he mouths. Eddie nods back, and finally smiles. "I'll go grab some snacks, then we can watch some tv?" Buck grins and Christopher celebrates.

It isn't until after they put Christopher to bed and are sitting together on the couch that Eddie tells him about the barbeque.

"I want you to come. I mean," he scratches the back of his neck. "If you want to come, I would like you to."

"Is that what the phone call was about?"

Eddie gives him a long look and Buck thinks, this is when he realizes. But he doesn't, just sighs and says, "Yeah. Some of my cousins are... well, I'll just say difficult. My parents thought it would be best if it was just Christopher and I, but I told them that we want you to go."

Buck is, well, he's- I'm fucked. I love them. Eddie mistakes his silence. "No pressure though," he laughs.

Buck smiles and nods. "Yes. Yeah, I would love to go."

Eddie's smile lights up his face. "Good, cool, that sounds- uh good."

Buck just smiles back.

What Eddie failed to mention when he told Buck about his cousins was that when he said 'difficult' he really meant 'homophobic'. And just as Maddie predicted, it was getting harder to hide that he knew Spanish. Curse her and her intelligence. Luckily, most of the family were happy to see Eddie and Christopher. And, if Buck was feeling less than modest, most of them loved him.

It started out great: playing with the kids until they all tired him out, eating around a huge table filled with family, chatting around. Buck was finding out many blackmail-worthy stories of Eddie when he was a teenager. With each new piece of information, he had to restrain himself from calling the team and telling them everything.

Buck was also finding out that almost everyone in the family thought they were together. Discreetly of course, they let most of it slip in Spanish, so they probably figured he didn't know they were talking about him. Unfortunately for Eddie, he talked about them all the time, and now Buck knew.

After the initial wave of guilt subsided, Buck made a plan. He went to the kitchen to grab Eddie and him another drink. I'm going to tell Eddie when we get back home. Buck was too busy thinking about how to break it to him, when two of the 'difficult' cousins walked into the kitchen behind him. He didn't notice at first, not until they started shit talking in Spanish.

"Es como él no respeta a esta familia." Buck doesn't turn. He's not supposed to understand what they're saying. Calm down. Leave it alone.

"¡Lo sé! ¿No entienden lo asqueroso que es ver eso?" Wow, that was incredibly offensive. He pushes around a few cans, looking for the drinks they had earlier.

"¡Y ahora Christopher está expuesto a eso!" Buck's hand tightens on a glass. Breathe. Don't say anything you'll regret later. It's not your place.

"No me sorprendería que juguete chico de Eddie corrompa al pobre niño."

Buck stands abruptly, smacking his head off the top of the fridge in his haste. His knuckles are white and he has to force himself to turn and smile. "Found it," he tries to make his voice light. With forced casualty, he walks past them to the counter for the bottle opener.

"Es una pena, él podría haber resultado genial." They continued, or more accurately, tried to continue.

Buck spun on them in an instant. "I know it's not my place to say anything to you, but the two of you are cruel and I genuinely don't know how you come from such a kind and supportive family." The women stood there stunned. "What goes on between me and Eddie is none of your business. And Christopher is growing up to be a kind and caring person. If he turns out to be even half the man Eddie is, he'd still be three times better than you." Buck sucked in a breath and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I think it's time you leave." The voice came from behind Buck. He felt his blood run cold when he heard it. He'd know that voice anywhere.

Buck turned to see Eddie standing in the doorway, arms also crossed, expression hard. He watched his cousins walk past him, embarrassment clear in the way they couldn't meet his eyes. He watched until they made it all they way down the hall and back out to the yard.

As soon as Eddie turned back to him, Buck asked, "How much of that did you hear?"

Eddie didn't uncross his arms, expression now cautious and confused. "You know Spanish."

It wasn't a question. Buck nodded anyway. "I know I said things I probably shouldn't have, but when they started talking about Chris I- I don't even know. I just got so mad because you and him are the best people in the world and-"

"What you said is not the problem," Eddie interrupted. Fuck. He was hoping he wouldn't notice. "Why didn't you tell me?" His expression cracked into one of hurt. Buck's heart twisted. "The things I've said- oh my god, Buck, have you known the whole time?!"

A nod.

Eddie ran a hand through his hair, he looked terrified. "Was this a joke to you? See how much I'd say so you could laugh about it later?" Buck tried to intervene, but Eddie seemed to realize more. "Oh my god, I told you I love you. I told my family and- oh my god you were sitting right there!" He slapped his hands to his face. "Everything my family has said, I can't-"

Buck jumped forward, grabbing Eddie's hands in his. "No, no! It wasn't a joke to me! I'd never- I wouldn't- I could never have made this a joke."

Eddie shook his head, but didn't pull his hands away. "Then why?"

Buck ran a hand through his hair, bringing it down to rub his face before grabbing Eddie's hands again. "You have to understand, I tried to tell you. I thought you knew and then the thing you said on the couch made me realize you didn't. Then I told Maddie and she kept telling me to tell you but-" he let out a sigh. "It was just scary, okay? I didn't want to lose what we had, I didn't want to lost Christopher."

"Buck," Eddie's voice was softer. "I literally told you that I love you. How would you making a move ruin anything?"

Buck tried his best unimpressed look. "You only said those things when you thought I didn't understand. I just thought, maybe you needed time. That you'd tell me when you were ready."

"Oh my god. You're an idiot. I'm an idiot. How do we ever get anything done being so stupid?"

Buck laughed quietly. "That's not nice to say when we just had this really emotional moment."

Eddie just rolled his eyes before pulling Buck for a kiss. When he pulled back, he was grinning. "We can't tell the team about this. We'll never know peace."

Buck let his head fall on Eddie's shoulder. "I told Maddie. They definitely already know."

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Here are the translations in case y'all were wondering...(if they're not right, blame google, I did my best lol)

Ni siquiera ves lo que me haces, ¿verdad?- (You don't even see what you do to me, do you?)

¿Cómo estoy enamorado de un hombre tan inmaduro?- (How am I in love with such an immature man?)

Podría acostumbrarme a esta vista.- (I could get used to this sight)

Eres tan hermoso.- (You are so handsome)

-él debería poder venir, prácticamente está criando a Christopher conmigo.- (-he should be able to come, he's practically raising Christopher with me.)

No es justo. ¿Has hablado con Abuela?- (That's not fair. Have you talked to Abuela?)

Christopher ama él. Lo amo él. Él viene, lo quiero allí, y eso es todo.- (Christopher loves him. I love him. He comes, I want him there, and that's it.)

Es como él no respeta a esta familia.- (It's like he doesn't respect this family.)

¡Lo sé! ¿No entienden lo asqueroso que es ver eso?- (I know! Don't you understand how gross it is to see that?)

¡Y ahora Christopher está expuesto a eso!- (And now Christopher is exposed to it!)

No me sorprendería que juguete chico de Eddie corrompa al pobre niño.- (I wouldn't be surprised if Eddie's boy toy corrupts the poor boy.)

#911onfox #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #!!! its v long !!!#also #im so so sorry ive been a ghost here #the whole quarantine thing wrecked my already spotty healthy lol #and school is Not Great™ rn #but im trying to write more so enjoy:)#my stuff

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moostaronce · 5 years ago

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Let’s Get It

Request: an arcade date with Gahyeon

A/N Okay so in reality I know she’s a grown ass woman now and we are literally the same age but every time I see her all I think about is how much of a baby she is. A savage baby but a baby nonetheless.

Today is Sunday. The sun is high and the weather is perfect. These are all things that help you indicate that today is date day with your girlfriend Gahyeon. The two of you haven’t been together long but there is just no denying your chemistry. A subtle smile plays on your lips as you grab your keys and put your shoes on before heading out.

You are both celebrities but were best friends long before things evolved into a different type of relationship. You having a career in acting made it easier for you to go out as a couple as long as you keep your hands to yourself. Even the media always just report you as close friends. However, your fan base and Insomnias are on you like Minji on macarons.

Deukae’s dorm is fifteen minutes away so it doesn’t take long for an excited Gahyeon to call and check up on your location. You hit the accept call button on your steering wheel and her voice blissfully fills your car and ears.

“Y/N! Are you here yet? Can I come outside?“ Just hearing her excited voice brought you energy.

“Not yet, come down in 8 minutes and I’ll be there in 10.“

When you finally pull up to the dorm she doesn’t even give you the chance to let her know before she’s in your car embracing me.

“I’m so happy to see you! Where to today?“ Her facial features are so full of anticipation that it makes you excited too. Well there is a new arcade that just opened that we haven’t tried yet, if you want to play some games.

As it came out of your mouth you thought it sounded a little lame, but just when you thought it wasn’t possible for her smile to get any brighter she proved you wrong.

“Let’s go! I wanna whoop you in a whole new location.“ She smirks at you as she buckles up and subtly slides your free hand in her own.

The whole way there she tells you about how her week and schedules went and you just listen with a small smile. The feeling of both of her hands holding your free hand in her lap like she can’t let it go makes you giddy. It takes all of your power not to just lean over and kiss her because you never know if Dispatch is watching from the bushes.

So instead you just listen to your girlfriend tell you everything she couldn’t while you were apart.

Soon you pull up to the parking lot and Gahyeon squeals in excitement and squeezes your hand. As your taking your seat belt off you have to convince her to let you go so you can open her door for her. When you come around and open the door she kisses you on the cheek so quick you almost question if it really happened.

Gahyeon smiles up at you and links your arms as you head into the arcade. Surprisingly there aren’t a lot people there yet so you go check out the prizes and ticket amounts while before you go to play. You’re perusing the shelves when Gahyeon squeaks and points at a giant Rilakkuma on the top shelf for an absurd amount of tickets.

You take a moment before you just guide her to play skeeball. Somehow she rolled the ball so aggressively it ended up in your lane and you both died laughing as it actually raised your score tremendously. Gahyeon falls to her knees, maybe laughing the hardest ever in her life. After you help her back up still laughing yourself you pinch her on the nose affectionately as you proceed through the arcade.

You both play your way through nearly every game in the arcade before you take a breather to count your tickets. You’re actually pretty close to being able to afford the grand prize! Gahyeon has to run off to the bathroom, so you play an arm wrestling game in the meantime and you get super invested that you don’t notice a young man around your and Gahyeon’s age watching you. So when he approaches you, you startle a bit.

“Hey, you!“ The boy was directly behind you as you won your 5th game in a row with the body-less arm.

“Huh, hello?” He could sense the uncertainty in your voice so he took a step back with a warm smile.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t help but notice you and your friend had a lot of tickets. Would you be up for a wager?“

“What kind of wager are we talking?“ You squinted your eyes at the boy with skepticism. All you heard in most of that sentence was that he had been watching you and Gahyeon.

“ I have a lot of tickets too and I’m shooting for that Rilakkuma over there. How about we arm wrestle and winner takes all the tickets. With both of our amounts combined it will be more than enough.“ The boy’s warm smile became a smug, arrogant smirk that you raise your eyebrows at.

“So what your really saying is that you think you can beat me easily and take my tickets.“ You stand up to find that you are actually a bit taller than him with your arms crossed. He visibly gulps a little but refuses to back down.

So the two of you sit at a table and ready yourselves out the corner of your eye you see Gahyeon looking around for you until she spots you. She just looks on confused until a girl runs up to her and starts talking and waving her arms all animated.

With her distracted you fully focus on the young man in front of you. He has this aura of pure arrogance that is slowly but surely working your nerves. So it begins you decide to do best two of three. Within a five minute time frame you beat him twice thus earning all of his tickets and keeping your own.

He hands them all over with his head hanging low and a small apology escaping under his breath.

“What was your deal any way? Are you a collector or something?“

“No, I wanted to get it for my girlfriend since she’s mad at me. We had a fight a few minutes ago and she won’t even look at me now.“

You can’t help but feel bad for the guy but you also have a girlfriend to make happy, so you pat him on the back and head towards the award counter. But as you turn around to find Gahyeon you see the guy you just arm wrestled staring longingly at the girl that she is talking to. Must be his girlfriend, he looks so sad.

At that moment you just roll your eyes at yourself because your conscience is screaming at you to help that poor guy. Then you think about Gahyeon and how disappointed she’d be if she knew you chose not to help someone.

With an annoyed sigh at yourself and heavy steps you walk over and hand the poor guy the Rilakkuma.

“Here, you need it more than I do.” The guy’s head springs up and he looks at you in disbelief.

“Are you for real? You’re just going to give it to me?”

“Yeah, I have enough tickets left over for something else and honestly, you look pitiful dude.”

“Thank you! My name is Jaebum by the way, Park Jaebum. Honey is gonna love this, thank you.”

“Y/N. Go get her, man.”

That’s all he needs to hear before he takes off like a rocket towards your girlfriends. So you wander back to the prize counter to find something for Gahyeon. That’s when you see a really big Gudetama plushie that you have the exact amount of tickets for. You have never grabbed something that quickly in your life.

When you turn to find Gahyeon she’s directly behind you with that cute eye smile you love. She looks so cute that you have to pinch her on her cheek.

“Here Gah, I got you a plushie.” Her eyes shine as you hand it over.”

“I saw what you did and I’m proud of you. That girl said she was a fan so we were talking and then she told me about her fight with her boyfriend. Then I see you handing over the bear to him and now they are all made up.”

“Well, you know I just wanted to help him out.” You duck your head a little to hide your blush from her while she gushes over you.

“You’re so cute! I could kiss you right now.” She says the last part in a whisper and it makes you blush even more.

“Um, I better get you home before Bora personally pulls up to drag you back.”

The two of you link arms together as you leave the arcade and get into your car.

“So, did you have fun? We played games for 2 hours straight.” You glance at her as you ask the question.

“So much! We should go again sometime, their games are so much more fun than the old place.”

“Whatever you want, babe”

Silence filled the car so you look over at Gahyeon briefly to see her staring at you with a red face and the surprised Pikachu face. Your eyebrows scrunch up a bit confused and it brings her back to reality.

“Sorry, I’m just not used to hearing you call me babe yet.“ Even without seeing her face, you know she’s embarrassed.

“Should I not?“

“No! No, you can say it as much as you want, whenever you want! I like it a lot.” She squeezes your hand fondly and settle in her seat smiling to herself.

In a short time the car ride is over and you are in front of Dreamcatcher’s dorm. You put your hazard lights on and walk her up to the door like you usually do, just to make sure she gets in safely. Gahyeon leans her back against the door clutching her plushie tightly to her chest with her signature sweet smile on her face.

The two of you just smile and stare at each other for what feels like hours but is actually only about 2 minutes. When you come back to your senses you kiss her on the cheek and say goodnight.

Before you can even fully turn away to leave, Gahyeon tugs on your hand to get your attention and pouts when you look at her. Then you watch in amusement as her lips transition from a pout to a pucker, indicating that a cheek kiss isn’t going to be enough today.

You look up and down the hall to make sure nobody sees and give her a quick peck, but before you get too far away she moves a hand to the collar of your shirt to pull you back in for a real kiss. And you stay like that until the door opening behind her startles you back, while Gahyeon pouts again, as she had no intention of breaking that kiss anytime soon.

Who else would open the door with her arms crossed and a “Kiss the Chef” apron on but Kim Bora. Her face is painted with a playful annoyed expression that has you putting your hands up. You’re not really able to back up too much more because Gahyeon still had your collar in her fist, eyes glazed over only looking at you.

Meanwhile the rest of unnie line approach the door to see what’s going on and giggle at the scene before them.

“Y/N, why don’t you stay for dinner? It seems like Gahyeon doesn’t want you to go yet.” Minji smiles at you sweetly like she always does.

“Well I have to go properly park first, if it’s alright with EVERYONE that I stay.“ Gahyeon snaps to attention at this and spins to face her members with a huge puppy dog face.

Yoobin and Yoohyeon shout whatever from deeper in the dorm. Minji, Siyeon, and Han Dong smile and nod, while Bora does her best to avoid the maknae’s gaze. She holds strong until Gahyeon resorts to whining and she can’t resist anymore.

“Fine! But no funny business.” Even while she’s pretending to be annoyed, Bora can’t help but crack a smile before she abruptly turns around “complaining” loudly about how clingy Gahyeon is.

“Well looks like I’ll be back.” Gahyeon grabs you for one more peck before you go to park the car.

“Hurry back!”

With that you make your way to the car smiling like an idiot knowing you get to spend more time with Gahyeon tonight. Best date day ever!

#dreamcatcher scenarios #girl group scenarios #Gahyeon #Lee Gahyeon #MooStarOnce

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Red (Bakugou x Reader)

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader

Genre: Fluff gosh its fluff sdfgaeb, Slice of Life?

Summary: Bakugou’s leaving on a trip for a week and you came back to his house after a party to help him pack.

Word count: 1,300

Tags: @yuki-osaki @liviitehe @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog @bunnythepipsqueak

a/n: First post! I kept it as gender neutral as possible, I hope I did okay! If I didn’t please let me know? Bakugou isn't too aggressive here bc I imagine this is kind of a long term thing and he wouldn't act that way around a s/o he's been with for a while.

"Kirishima's such an idiot, I don't know how Denki and him are gonna clean up by themselves," Bakugou furiously scratches his hair.

I squeeze his hand in mine. "He just wanted to celebrate before you leave."

"Yeah, but he didn't need to throw a whole party," he scoffs.

We finally get to his apartment building, punching in the code to get into the lobby. As we pass through, I spot the giant mirror on the wall. "Oh, I forgot to take a picture of us before we left." I tug our joined hands towards the mirror.

"Pft, you and your obsession with pictures," he teases, but I still catch the way his mouth turns up slightly in a smile.

"What? We look good." I take out my phone and angle it to capture our bodies in the reflection, but I can't find the right position.

"I'll take the picture, I'm taller." He grabs the phone from my hand and raises it higher, pulling me by the waist into him. "Smile, babe."

We take a few in different positions and faces, before he catches me off guard and plants a kiss on my cheek. "Got it," he smirks.

My face heats up. "M-Mean."

Bakugou shows me the picture. My shocked expression comes as widened eyes an slightly agape mouth. He then walks straight to the elevator with my phone and presses the button.

I follow him. "Wait- Katsuki what are you-"

"I'm sending it to myself, you look so cute." He starts pushing buttons on my phone as the elevator door opens. We get inside and he continues, wrapping his left arm around me.

In that moment, the excitement of the party leaves my body, letting me relax into his warmth. I snort out of nowhere, "Did you see how smashed Denki was? There's no way that mess is being cleaned tonight."

"Like I said, Kirishima's an idiot." He finally finishes playing around with my phone and hands it back to me. "He was on his way down too."

I swipe through the photos, admiring my boyfriend. Not to be smug, but I picked his outfit for him tonight and he looks stunning. Red is definitely his color, it brings out his eyes.

Bakugou plants a kiss on top of my head. "Enjoying the view, babe?"

"I told you to wear that button down, didn't I?"

"Doesn't it make you wanna take it off though?" he growls in my ear.

I can feel the heat all the way up my face as the door opens on his floor. "Can't you go one day without saying something suggestive?" I mutter, scurrying to his apartment door.

"Oh, you love it," he smirks again, digging his keys out of his pocket and opening the door.

Katsuki's apartment is pretty modest. His personality really shines from the burgundy accent wall color by the window, but nothing else really stands out in his living room. His bedroom, though, is a huge mess. There's some All Might memorabilia on his shelves, clothes scattered across his black comforter, random papers on his desk and chair.

"God, if your mother saw your room, she would beat you," I sigh.

"Which is exactly why I moved out," he responds, pulling a duffel bag out from the top of his closet and throwing it on his bed.

Seeing the item reminds me why I'm here, sending my mood plummeting though I try not to show it. I've already been upset about it for the past few days, which is stupid because I know he's not leaving forever. "I hope you already know what you're packing."

"I'm just going home, nothing fancy." He opens his top drawer, pulling out a stack of T-shirts and stuffing them in. "I don't know why you offered to help, I don't need any."

I creep over to his bag as he rummages through his drawers for more clothes. I refold some of the shirts just to keep my hands busy. "You're such a mess, Katsuki."

He throws a stack of jeans at me. "I'm gonna get my stuff out of the bathroom."

I roll my eyes, neatly placing them in the bag. My heart sinks when I realize I'll miss him for the week he'll be gone; his aggression, his warmth, his small pecks, his soft hair.

A hands pushes down on my head, startling me. "What're you so down about?" He sits next to me. "You're not seriously that upset about me leaving, are you?"

"No."

Katsuki pulls me into his lap and forces me to look at him, resting his hands on my hips. He's undone the top few buttons of his shirt and pushed up the sleeves. "I'll only be gone for 10 days," he says softly.

"Yeah, but I see you every day, it'll feel like too long without you," I pout.

The boy chuckles. "I knew you were stuck on me, I just never knew how bad it was."

"So you won't miss me?"

His hand brushes through my hair lovingly. "Of course I'll miss you, dummy. I'll think about you every day. I need to make sure you're happy while I'm gone since you're like a lost puppy without me."

"Katsuki~" I whine, hitting his chest.

A soft smile spreads across his face before he places a kiss on my forehead. "Whiny baby." His lips trail down to my nose, cheeks, before stopping at my lips. "Guess I'll miss that too." He molds our lips together in a kiss that starts gently before slowly heating up. Desperation slips into the heat, our tempo increasing as we almost devour each other. My hands run through his hair and his hands roam my body. His calloused palms reach under my shirt and trail up my back, letting me sigh into his mouth.

"At least I know your body will certainly miss me," Bakugou smirks as he pushes me to lay down, placing another slow kiss on my lips before hovering over me, raking me over with his crimson eyes. "Don't even look in someone else's direction when I'm gone, you hear me?" He lifts my shirt up below my ribs and his head descends to trail his lips over the exposed skin. "Just to make sure." He reaches a spot on my hips right above my pants, biting and sucking on it to leave a reddening bruise. "There," he looks up from his handiwork. "A reminder that you're mine."

As he replaces my shirt over the spot I can feel a numb soreness radiating from it. Bakugou plants a quick kiss on my nose again. "Next time, I'll have to bring you with me," he promises earnestly.

"Your parents wouldn't mind?" My voice comes out shaky after the sensation that happened moments ago.

"They know how special you are to me, babe." He stands up and continues packing his stuff away while I slip away to the bathroom.

In the mirror, I lift my shirt up to examine the mark he's made on me. "Katsuki, why'd you put it there? How am I supposed to wear crop tops now?" I frown. It's too high for me to hide under even my high-waist pants.

He comes up behind me. "That's the point. I don't want you showing off to anyone while I'm gone." He brushes his fingers up my sides, delicious sparks running under my skin with his touch. "This body is only mine to see," he mutters into my neck and pulls me back into his room. "Help me figure out if I missed anything."

I take one look at the halfway-filled duffel before laying down inside it, barely half my body fitting inside. "There we go," I smile triumphantly.

Bakugou chuckles at my antics. "What am I gonna do with you?"

#Bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou imagine #bakugou scenario #gender neutral reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction

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