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Homie Hopper! Pt 3 FINAL!

College MHA boys x f! reader!

Summary: After making your way through the hottest friend group you know, the boys can't help but wonder--who's your favorite?

Cw: SMUTTT!, threesome, lots of different kinks n stuff, sub! Denki, name calling, p in v, reader has female anatomy, reader essentially gets passed around

Smut Series! Pt 1 Here Pt 2 here

As senior year comes to an end, you reminisce on all the times you had (good and bad). After all the hours of tears and dedication, all the times you swore you would quit and never come back-you are grateful for two things. Finishing college to become the boss babe you truly are AND the plethora of hookups with the hottest sweetest friendgroup you had ever met. You took a break on all of that, after a while it got to be too much. You realized just how much these men were taking up the time in your life so you swore off of sex completely. You got what you wanted, now it was time to give all that time back to you. Focus on yourself and the things that really matter. It's funny how once you stop fucking them it only made them crave you more.

Katsuki 'The Shit Talker' Bakugo & Ejirou 'The Big Boy' Kirishima....ft 'The Eifel Tower'!

-Katsuki Bakugo is the first to break. After a wall of 'you up?' messages he decides to just say fuck it and stop you in the hallway of your apartment building.

"Y'break your phone or something?" He catches you about to take the elevator one day, side eyeing the hell out of you.

"No. It works" You shrug, giggling at how pissed off he looks. You didn't think he would care that much. It's not like you two were ever serious or anything.

"So why the hell don't you answer my texts?"

"Cause I'm not hooking up with anyone right now" You shrug.

He clicks his tongue, very obviously annoyed. "That all I am to you? Just some dick?"

You cannot help but laugh. So pouty, kind of makes you want to fuck him. But no! You are not doing that stuff anymore. "Bakugo you only ever text me at like 2 in the morning! Be for real!"

"Whatever, brat" The elevator dings, your cue to go. He watches you walk through the doors, hands stuffed in his pockets. "Answer your damn phone!"

- The next time you see him is because you called Kirishima-not him. Much to Katsuki's dismay. It pisses him off but no worries, he'll just go and lend a helping hand with bringing up all your groceries. Ejirou has no time to even protest, seeing as his roommate was already putting his shoes on, ready to go. There goes Kiri's plans for the night. Looks like he won't be getting you all to himself.

Although, he never minded sharing.

So as the boys load your stuff up you give a grateful smile, purposely squeezing Katsuki's bicep teasingly because you just know he is pissed that you reached out to his red haired roommate for help rather than him. Sometimes you can't just help but tease him. It's all in good fun, you swear!

They look around and question where the hell your roommates who never seem to be home are, you tell them they are with their boyfriends for the weekend. Leaving poor little you all alone. They share a knowing look, could you have planned this? Was the whole 'im not having sex' act a lie and you are just trying to play coy? If so, you are a genius.

The funniest part is you really are not trying to entice them. You just did not want to have to make multiple trips up and down the stairs. You did not even think Katsuki was home, having spotted Ejirou's car in the parking lot. They think you are an evil mastermind when all reality is you were just trying to do your own thing tonight.

Or maybe they are giving you exactly what you know you want, deep down. You don't protest when they ask if they can stay and 'hang around' for a little while. You are not dumb enough to dismiss the way they check you out as you put away groceries. Like two dogs with treats being dangled in their face, their heads go back and forth to follow your every movement.

You sit in between them on the rather small couch, looking for something to watch as you try to ignore the tension that fills the room. Ejirou's arm rests comfortably behind you, Katsuki places a hand on your thigh. It's starting to feel like you're in some shitty porno.

You look at Kirishima. "Hey pretty girl" He chuckles, very aware of the situation which sits before him. You say the word, and he will be more than ready to make you see stars.

Turning back to Bakugo, you shake your head. "You done pouting?" You tease, running a nail down his clenched jaw. You go down to squeeze his hand which slowly inched up more and more, pressing your thighs together.

Shit. This is exactly why you'd been avoiding them completely. You knew if you got stuck in a room with any of the boys too long you'd go and do something you would regret. But it doesn't have to be so bad, they can keep a secret, you hope so at least.

"You promise you're not gonna tell anyone right?" You question, looking between the two men you want to climb. You swear they've gotten bigger since the last time you hooked up with them. "Cause' I seriously swore I wasn't gonna be doing this"

"Not gonna tell anyone princess" Bakugo reassures squeezing the fat of your thigh which sits dangerously close to the spot he has only fantasized about for these past few months.

"Yeah, I can keep a secret" Kirishima kisses your shoulder softly, tongue gently grazing the skin. Him you believe, you know sweet Eji is to be trusted. He's so patient with you, it's something you definitely missed.

Who could blame you for the downright wicked smile on your face as the two burly men begin to feel you up. Katsuki's hands immediately rubbing you through your shorts as Ejirou's find your tits. The blonde's rough, toothy kisses down your neck prove to be the complete opposite of the redhead's sweet sensual nips and sucks that make your eyes roll back. You let out soft moans, so drowned in attention that you have no idea which way to look first.

Although of course Bakugo is being selfish, grabbing your jaw and pulling you close to bring you in for a filthy kiss. Tongue battling yours as he groans for every little whimper you let out. He brings one of your hands to his throbbing erection. Painfully being contained by his shorts. He practically growls when you give a light squeeze. Then he pulls you away from his lips, turning your head back to big, beefy Kiri who even just the sight of can always make you feel some things. He's just so yummy in every way imaginable.

"Don't be mean baby, give Eji a kiss" Katsuki tuts, forcing you to kiss the other man who gleefully accepts. His kiss is just as passionate, as if he had been waiting months for it. Sucking and tugging at your bottom lip, tongue invading your mouth. "Touch him too" You almost forget about the hand teasing Katsuki through his shorts until the reminder to give his best friend that same love. Your free hand goes to grab his rock-hard length, he moans at the contact.

-Something about the way you switch off between them has the men going, taking turns in kissing you so impatiently. Every time your head goes back you are attacked by either set of lips, crying out at the wetness soaking through your panties. Your lips grow plump, saliva messily splayed about as you cannot decipher one from the other. All you can do is moan as Katsuki guides your head back to him, hissing as he kisses you like his life depends on it. You would whine once he pulls away if not for your face being shoved back to Ejirou who whimpers every time your lips meet. It is clear they are enjoying this dirty three way make out session just as much as you are. Although you'd like to take it a step further.

"Mm" You whine into Eji's mouth.

Receptive as ever, he pulls away. "What's wrong sweet girl?"

"Wanna kiss both of you" You pout, pecking his lips enticingly. "At the same time"

The men share a look. One of trust and understanding, I mean it isn't anything short of the shit they've done before. They get each other, no need to make it weird or uncomfortable. Besides, you're the one who begged them to keep this a secret so it's not like they have to worry about anyone finding out. Kirishima is the first to lean in, followed by Bakugo who only hesitates for a second until he feels both of your hot tongues flush against his. A groan comes from deep in his chest, maybe kissing your homie isn't so bad.

Both hands occupied with the two biggest dicks you've ever seen, life is good, you think. And things are about to get a whole lot better.

- It'll be hard to pretend you weren't arched over for Bakugo, hands on your hips as he pistons his hip into you. The angle, the curve of himself deep inside is enough to make you cry, like actually cry.

Or maybe it's Kirishima's big dick that can hardly fit in your mouth that's making you tear up. Every moan is choked out by his cock, he grabs your hair with one of his hands and moves you up and down, going along with the pace Katsuki has set.

- "Nasty fucking slut, huh?" Bakugo slaps your ass, you squeal around Kirishima.

Drool pools out of either side of your mouth, hefty balls smacking your chin with each thrust. Ejirou's stomach muscles tense up as he looks down at your absolutely ruined face. Shit, he's never seen a girl so fucked out before. You probably can't even talk. "Such a pretty girl" Kirishima gently caresses the hair out of your face, his soft touch the complete opposite of the pounding you receiving and the way he shoves his cock down your throat. "Pretty little mouth"

You pull off for only a second, gasping for air as the large man squeezes your cheeks. "Feel good baby?" Kirishima asks.

You cannot even provide an answer, gasping when Bakugo decides to grab you by both of your wrists and pin them behind your back. Had it not been for Kirishima, who cups your head in his hands so lovingly you would be falling face first into the cushion.

"He asked you somethin'" Katsuki warns and you whine, Kiri places a messy kiss on your lips.

"Mmm mm" You're a blubbering mess but the sweet look in Kiri's eye makes you want to speak. "Feels so good"

"Ohh yeahh sweet thing look how good you are for us" Kirishima coos, kissing you again.

- When it's Kirishima's turn to have you he slips in with ease, groaning loudly at the feeling of your slippery walls welcoming him. "So wet" He all but gasps as he bottoms out. "Bakugo got you all nice n' ready for me, huh?"

Again, you would answer if not for Katuski tugging your face down to suck him off. "Yeahh stretched her out real good for ya" He relaxes back into the couch, head lulling back to just breathe. Take full advantage of the way you guzzle him up, toes curling as he tries not to moan aloud when you begin to swirl your tongue around his tip. "Been waiting for this haven't you?"

He pulls you off of him, lips swollen, you squeeze your eyes shut as Kirishima begins to snap his hips into yours. Your walls being molded by the giant thing in between his legs. "Y-yes" You mutter but it's still not enough for Katsuki.

"You like when we treat you like this don't ya' crybaby? Just a pretty little toy for us to play with" You whine, squeezing your thighs together as his filthy words send waves throughout your body.

"Oh shittt, gonna cum" You warn and Bakugo laughs right in your face.

"Again? Kiri's dick that good?" He's teasing, pressing his face close enough that you can feel his breath but not enough to place a kiss on his lips like you so desperately crave. "Or you just like when I talk to you like a little slut?"

You try and grab one of Kirishima's hands that keep you in place, suddenly it's all getting to be too much for you. Attempting to move your hips up and away from him, he follows you instead, arching your back even further and begging to pound into you at a new angle. "Awww don't run from it. Eji just wants to make you feel good princess. Yer bein' rude" Katsuki tuts.

"No no" You shake your head that is currently being smushed into the armrest of the couch. Your tits pressed into Bakugo's lap as he watches you lose all sense of control in your body with an evil smile. "M'sorry Kiri. Ts' too much. So so big! Fuck!"

Maybe he should have fucked you first, you forgot about the absolute monster he was packing down there. Katsuki hooks his thumb into your mouth, looking up at Ejirou with wide eyes. They should have done this a long time ago. "You think she's done?"

Kirishima shakes his head, wiping his mouth as he realizes be is drooling as his pace does not falter. He can't find it in himself to stop, not with the way your pussy is choking him, not as he listens to your sinful moans. And especially not when his fat tip reached that squishy part deep inside that makes his whole body twitch. "She can take it" Kiri assures, one of his legs slides down to provide more support. Resting more of his weight on it he raises your hips slightly before slamming back into you. "M'nowhere near done with her"

Bakugo laughs, pressing his thumb down flat on your tongue that sticks out. "Hear that crybaby? Gonna be a longg night"

- It's safe to say that it took two days afterwards to be able to walk normally again.

And they keep their mouths shut, only share a knowing look later that week when Kaminari asks if anyone has heard from you.

"Nope" They say in unison, almost a bit too rehearsed. Sero and Kaminari ignore the sly smirks on either of their friend's faces. A plan of their own is in the works.

Hanta 'The One Who Talks You Through It' Sero....ft 'Reverse Cowgirl'!

-Hanta Sero has noticed the way you avoid him around campus these days. You even stopped responding to his lovely text messages that use to make your day. He asks his friends about it and Bakugo mentions something about you 'taking a break from hookups'.

No, this can't be. Not his favorite fuckbuddy! Something has to he done.

- He is patient with it, gives you all of about five days for your vow of celibacy before making a move. He invites you out to eat one night after class. You decline at first but he swears he won't try anything.

-So how the hell did you end up in his bed, Sero's tongue shoved down your throat as his experienced fingers play with your sopping pussy? The world may never know.

"Arghh" He groans into your mouth as he slips two fingers in, immediately setting an unforgiving pace—your juices splattering about. On this thighs, his abdomen. It drives him crazy. "Always so fucking wet for me"

You moan into his mouth, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"What happened to not fucking mamas?" He laughs right in your face, biting your bottom lip as he curls his fingers skillfully. By now, he knows all the right places to touch—a self proclaimed expert in all things involving your sweet little cunt. "You that easy to convince?"

"S-stop!" You choke out, trying to slap his hand away but he won't let you, of course not.

"Awww what's wrong? Am I embarrassing you?" He chuckles again, bringing his thumb up to press flat down on your clit. Your hips involuntarily buckle as a reaction, you start to slowly move them up and down—chasing that feeling.

Face hidden, you nod, but of course he brings your right back where you belong. Looking straight at him, swollen lips stuck in a pout as he toys with that squishy spot deep inside with his fingers. "Hanta! Fuckk!" You whine, shaking your head. Your legs twitch, hips try to run away but he follows you—not letting up.

"My pretty girl....you gonna squirt for me again? All over my fingers?" He leans in to speak into your ear, ignoring the burn in his forearms as he continues the impossibly fast pace. "Answer me"

You gasp as the knot in your stomach begins to unravel slowly. "Yes baby! M'gonna make a mess" You shake your head furiously.

He grins. He won. His other friends think you're off limits right now but here he kneels before you, fingers lost in your cunt as you whine and squeal for him. "And since daddy made you feel sooo good you gonna ride me after?" He coos. Fuck, you didn't even know he had a daddy kink before this, which is surprising given the amount of times the two of you have fucked.

"Yes daddy!" You squeal, finally coming undone.

He moans as you gush over his fingers, immediately going in for a kiss—not even caring that you are far too overstimulated in the moment to kiss back. There's just something about feeling you clamp down on his fingers, squirting all over them that he loves. He thinks it may be his favorite thing in the world. "Ahhh good girl. Let it alll out"

-You have no idea how you even have the willpower to ride him afterwards but you make do. One of his hands rests on your hip, the other gathers your hair into a ponytail.

And you ride, hips moving rhythmically up and down as the hand on your hip guides you. He watches your every movement, mouth agape as he cannot settle on where to look; your sexy back arched so pretty for him, your sweet face that looks back at him every now and then to make sure you're doing a good job, or your perfectly round ass which jiggles every time the two of your hips meet.

Safe to say his eyes are glued to your ass, he brings the hand on your hip to squeeze the flesh. He spanks you, uttering words of encouragement although the slaps are harsh—almost as if they were a punishment. Maybe they are.

"Look at your ridin' this fucking dick. So slutty baby my goddd" He is practically drooling at your figure, thrusting up every time you bottom out. And it makes you squeal every time. He gets so deep when he does that it almost hurts, tip pressing against your cervix in a way that feels bruising. He slaps! your ass again, hard and no mercy as the skin begins to turn red. It makes tears prick at your eyes. "Yeah thats what you fuckin get not answering my texts. Think you're too good for me?"

"N-no! Never" You shake your head, you swear. It's nothing personal, although all the boys seem to be taking it as so. "Was j-just taking a break" You stifle a sob, your legs are so tired. They ache, your ass stings, neck sore with the way it is unnaturally bent due to his harsh grip on your hair. His long curved dick hits deep inside, so deep that on some thrusts you feel as of you might faint. But you push through, every ounce of willpower in you at the ready because for some reason you cannot stand the thought of stopping now.

"Doesn't look like you're takin' a break right now" He chuckles, thumb going to swirl around your rim. “Goin’ dumb on this dick”

“Mmh mhh!” You whine, trying to reach back and stop his hand which pokes at your other hole.

- Soon he has your back pressed flush against his chest, sitting on top of him as his shallowly thrusts into you. You roll your hips back, tongues dancing together as one of his arms is wrapped around your throat keeping you in place.

He’s going to cum soon, you can tell by the way he moans loudly, legs twitching. He shakes his head side to side almost like he is in disbelief. “Oh shitohshitt pussy’s so good” He babbles, stupidly. It makes you smile.

“Cum for me baby” You plead, nails scratching against the stubble on his chin. “Be good for me, yeah? Gonna keep this a secret?”

Perhaps it was a bit messed up to wait until he was totally fucked out to promise he wouldn’t tell anyone. You knew you’d have to make it into a fun, sexy game of sorts if you wanted any chance of him shutting up. He’s a loudmouth, especially with Kaminari—you’re well aware they have no secrets between the two of them.

However, Hanta nods, toes curling as he reaches his peak. “Fuck! I promise mamas” And he kisses you again, passionate and sloppy as he shoots ropes into the condom. “I promise!”

Denki ‘The Munch’ Kaminari…..ft. ‘Facesitting’!

- Denki Kaminari, who is easily your closest friend out of the bunch. The two of you decided to meet up after the last day of classes to smoke and take a walk together. Like old times, when you would argue with your ex and turn your phone on airplane mode so he couldn’t track your location as you shared all of your life’s problems with a guy he most definitely hated. Those were such simpler times. -no amount of sex could ever ruin it.

“Holy fuck I’ve never been so stressed. My hair was starting to fall out” You huff, rubbing the bald spots you swear have formed. “I hope I passed”

“Course ya’ did” He passes the joint that is practically falling apart to you. Rolling was never his strong point. But the two of you deserve it after all that hard work. “I feel good right now” The blonde hums to himself amusedly, eyes low and crinkled due to the smile on his face.

“I’m trying to get like you” You muse, taking a longer puff than usual. “Y’look so peaceful”

“Bet I can make you feel even better” His fingers graze yours lightly as you pass the joint back.

“Oh no Denki! I already told you! I’m not doing that shit!”

“You really gonna make me beg for it?” He pouts, now that he knows you’re into all that submissive shit he uses it to his advantage. Like the little deviant he is, using your own weaknesses against you. Reaching the corner around your apartment he backs you up against the wall.

It is by your own volition of course, you could easily just walk away if you wanted to but if this whole situation has taught you anything it is that you are weak willed.

“Cause you know I will yn” He laughs, although both of you know he is not joking. You giggle, placing a hand on his shoulder, pulling him close but not enough to touch you. His hot breath hovers against yours and you take a hit, squishing either side of his cheeks to get him to open up his mouth a bit. Throwing the shitty joint to the ground, he wastes no time stepping on it, leaning into your touch. Slowly, you let the smoke out into his mouth.

Denki’s cock twitches to life beneath his jeans as he takes the hit directly from you-fighting the urge to whine aloud. Holding it in, he rests against the nape of your neck-softly tracing a line with his tongue. “C’mon baby….wanna be a good boy for you”

Shit. How are you ever supposed to say no to that?

“Wait!” You are snapped completely out of it, cheeks warming up. “I haven’t shaved!”

Denki laughs as if you just said the funniest thing he has ever heard. “I don’t care about that shit!”

- “Ohh Denki” You whimper, biting your bottom lip hard enough to draw a bit of blood. “Fuckk Denki!”

Denki Kaminari smiles into your pussy. Your sweet moans of his name is all he needs to hear. He swears he can cum in his pants just by doing this but he’s not that pathetic-he swears. Although it may be hard to tell with the way his tongue flickers against your swollen clit. Going fast, then slow-pressing flat down, sucking. Shaking his head side to side as you rub against his needy face.

Hooking his arms around your hips, he pulls even more of your weight down on him. He wants to be smothered in you. He fucks you with his tongue, moaning unashamedly into you. The vibrations ripple all throughout your body, tingling and ears ringing.

You reach down to pull at his hair, an attempt to ground yourself. Any chance to steady your trembling legs, head thrown back as you are overtaken with nothing but pure bliss.

He whimpers, pulling away with a glistening face. “Keep saying my name” He begs, voice so weak and pathetic. He kisses up your thighs, sucking and biting as he pleases. “Please don’t stop”

- “W-when’d you get so mean?” Denki mewls from beneath you, your dripping pussy teasing his tip. “It’s not fair!”

You chuckle, hand wrapped loosely around his throat as you place a soft kiss on his forehead. “Just so pretty when you beg Denks” You coo, kissing just above his eyebrow, then at the side of his temple. “My whiny boy”

His adams apple bobs beneath your hand, breathing heavily. “M-m not whiny” His pink, dainty lip is stuck out into a pout. There must be something wrong with him, he is into this way too much. He wants to cry with how fucking hard he is. “Please baby…it hurts”

“What hurts handsome?”

“I need you” His hips jerk up, dick prodding at your entrance. “Need you so bad”

You run your hand down his sweaty chest, resting above his rapid heartbeat. He’s such a mess, he looks so delicious right now. You just wanna eat him alive. You sink down on him, so slow that it feels like his brain is melting.

“Ohhh god!” He whines, throwing his head back. “Thankyou thankyou!”

“You’re welcome sweet boy” You run a hand up his chest, pinching one of his nipples which emits a squeal from your blonde haired friend. “You’re my best friend y’know that? Love you Denks”

“Mhm” He nods, eyes stuck on your slippery pussy milking him for all he’s worth. “Yer my best friend too! Love you so much! Got the best pussy I’ve ever had!” He goes on, words growing incoherent as you bounce down on him even faster-harder.

“Open up” You order and immediately his tongue is sticking out, inviting your soft fingers to press down on his tongue. Going deeper and deeper until he gags. You feel his dick twitch inside you. “You like when I use you like this Denki?”

“Yes mommy!” The word just slips out, truly. His cheeks and chest turn red in embarrassment. “Need you closer please!”

His strong arms wrap around your neck, pulling you down as he lazily tries to meet your pace. Moaning and groaning directly into your ear. “Awww baby let’s keep your mouth full”

Guiding your tit into his mouth his knees buckle below you, immediately latching on to your sensitive nipple. And your hands pet his hair, tugging whenever you feel it’s necessary. His eyes are rolling back, tongue swirling the hardened bud of your nipple as you pull at his soft blonde locks, pussy wrapped around him like a vice. He never wants to leave, wishes you would just fuck him until he can’t even get out of this damn bed anymore. Bringing his hands up he squishes both of your tits together, giving him the freedom to suck on whichever one he pleases. He goes back and forth, one to the other as he just feels so lucky to be smothered in some pretty titties. “S-so good mommy! Fuck! Gonna cum. Let me cum inside please!”

“Aww Denki baby got such good manners. Asking me to cum, huh?” He nods pitifully, still smothered by your chest. “Being a good boy for me?”

He comes off your nipple with a ‘pop!’, large submissive puppy eyes looking up at you. “M-always a good boy for you yn! Always! I’d do whatever you want me to!”

You giggle, pussy squeezing him in the same rhythm as your laughter. “Tell me who’s a good boy” You tease.

Yet, he is anything short of eager to answer. “I am I am!” Thrusting up into you haphazardly, chasing his upcoming release that will certainly wreck his entire body. “Wanna be your whiny pathetic boy forever!”

You slap his cheek lightly, purposefully squeezing around him as you decide to let up on him finally. He has been so good for you after all. “Yeah go ahead and cum for me sweet boy….let it all out”

His orgasm eats him alive, muscles contracting and tightening as he comes undone. Messy blonde tufts of hair stuck to his head, tongue lulled out and drooling. Eyes scrunched shut in pure pleasure. He may have needed this more than you did. And he just has to remind you, his sweet girl best friend one more time.

“I love you yn! I love you!”

- So who wins? In your eyes they are all winners, but the boys don’t see it that way. For some reason they need that validation, crave it as if it’s their favorite meal. They need to know who is the best, even if you have sworn off sex for the time being.

Well that’s what they believe at least, that you are only fucking them at the moment. That they would be your exception because what you guys have is just so special!

Who can blame you when they begin to connect the dots? Acting as if they are all above one another, arguing at every chance they get. All strewn about Bakugo and Kirishima’s couch they bicker—on the subject of you.

“You wish you were her favorite! I’ve been friends with her since way before any of you assholes came around!” Kaminari laughs, scrolling on his phone mindlessly because he knows he is the winner. He’s your good boy! There’s no beating that!

Bakugo’s arms are crossed, a judgmental eyebrow raised as if he cannot believe the words coming from Denki’s mouth. “Yeah whatever, you should all be thanking me. If I never would’ve fucked her in the first place none of you would’ve had a chance!”

“That’s not true” Kirishima argues. “She’d been eyefucking me for months”

“You think everyone eye fucks you!” Hanta laughs, putting his phone down as he finally decides to give in to the conversation. “You swore Ashido was tryna fuck the first time you met her!”

The red haired man laughs in remembrance. “Who knows? Could still happen” The boys laugh, he’s completely delusional if he thinks he has a chance at that. “Never give up hope man. It’s what my mom says”

“Good luck with that” Katsuki grumbles, checking his phone to see if you texted back. You haven’t of course.

“You guys are all idiots. I’m her favorite. Made her squirt who knows how many times” Sero shrugs nonchalantly, sending you a random post in instagram in the hopes of reminding you that he still exists and would very much like to see you again. “Make a chick squirt the first time you hook up and she’ll fall in love with you”

“How’s that workin’ out for you?” Denki muses, sending an invite for cup pong to your number. “She in love yet?”

“We’re talking about the same girl that begged me to cum inside her…just remember that” Bakugo grimaces, a bit jealous as he realizes he has yet to make you squirt yet. All the more reason to pay you a visit soon.

“Whatever. I fucked her in a hot tub. I win” Ejirou shrugs, getting up to go grab his phone charger.

“No, I win! She loooves me! I’m her good boy, remember?” Kaminari snickers. “You guys use her n’ abuse her but I let her have fun and make it all about her. You should try it some time, bet you’ll probably like it”

Sero and Bakugo meet eyes, considering the thought for a moment before making a decision. “No thanks” They say in unison.

The arguing continues, when Kirishima comes back he finds things have grown a bit heated. The name calling has begun, he knows what that means.

“Pussywhipped!”

“Sore loser!”

“Mommy’s Boy!”

“Fuckin’ dumbass!”

“Wait!” Bakugo stops to think, imagining the sight of you all arched and pretty for him with Eji’s fat cock in your mouth. It’s a sight he will never forget. “I know why we’re bein’ cocky assholes, why are you?”

The room fills with silence, wheels turning in all of the men’s heads. Sero imagines you above him, his hand wrapped around your throat as you made him promise not to tell anyone about that time.

And Kaminari remembers the way the two of you cuddled after last time, passing his vape back and forth as you laid on his chest, pinky-swearing that this particular time would stay between the two of you.

“Oh shit!”

- “What the hell are you talking about?” You groan. You had work today, you’re tired. You literally just put your pajamas on and got all comfy in bed. The boys certainly noticed the thin shirt which leaves little to the imagination, you were just trying to be comfortable. But of course they make everything about them.

“Just tell us who your favorite is n’ you can get to bed” Bakugo grumbles.

“Oh my godd” You sigh, pinching the sides of your forehead. “Guys are so weird”

“You owe it to us! You lied and said you weren’t fucking anyone!” Kaminari complains.

“I wasn’t!”

“Except for all of us” Sero says, to which Kirishima nods in agreement.

“Oh whatever! Made you feel special, didn’t I?”

They look at you with what must be hurt on their faces. You want to laugh although you don’t think that would be appropriate at a time like this. In this moment, you feel like a guy. A slutty guy that uses women to his advantage and never calls them again.

No one wants to be that guy. So you sigh, finally ready to mutter an apology. “Okay…sorry guys. Really, I’m sorry I lied to you I just didn’t think it would happen again. Guess I wasn’t thinking about your feelings which is really fucked up of me to do”

They nod, accepting that answer but still craving more. “And?”

“Andddd…..” That was all you had to say, trailing off as you try to come up with anything off the top of your head. “You all have your own traits that I really enjoy. No one is better than the other, kay? Love all my boys equally”

Katsuki scoffs at that cop out of an answer, very obviously unsatisfied.

“So let’s just all kiss and make up, yeah?” You tease, trying to lighten the mood. You poke Katuski’s bicep, aware that he is left displeased with what you have to say.

Kaminari, having no shame whatsoever places a fat kiss on your lips for them all to see. He is your best friend after all. He has the right. “I forgive you yn! And I respect it, your heart’s just so big that there’s enough of it to go around” Well that’s surely a nice way to put it. He follows by dapping you up, adding that extra little spin to the handshake the two of you came up with years ago before walking away.

Sero decides he has no shame either, I mean they’re all aware of the situation before them. No point in playing coy now. “Alright mamas don’t give us an answer” He shrugs, hugging you tight before speaking low enough into your ear that no one else can hear. “I know the truth” He shoots you a wink, placing a peck on your lips before heading back.

Well, you definitely weren’t expecting this to be the end of your night. Looking up at the two large men in front of you, you sigh. They may be big, but they are definitely more sensitive that their much more nonchalant friends. You figure they need that extra bit of love.

“Aw come onnn. Don’t be like that Kiri” You pout as he refuses to meet your gaze. “Y’know you two are special to me”

Katsuki grumbles. “Not special enough”

“C’mere big boy” You beckon Ejirou over and maybe he’s pathetic for listening, but he does as he’s told. “Look at me”

He looks down, brows furrowed in distaste. Like a big pouty puppy you desperately want to kiss. “Don’t wanna hurt your friend’s feelings do you?”

“…..no” He sighs, and you smile, gently cupping his face with your hand.

“Course not. You’re a softie huh?” He nods softly, unable to help the grin on his face as you stand on your tiptoes to press your lips against his. “Ts’ my favorite thing about you. You’re sooo sweet Eji”

He blushes, finally satisfied with the compliment you gave him. They just needed a bit of praise is all—you were neglecting your boys! “Thanks pretty mama” He mumbles against your lip, giving you one more kiss before heading inside.

Katsuki whistles as he watches his last friend walk into the apartment. You’re talented, he’ll give you that. “Master manipulation at its finest. How do you sleep at night?” He chides although the smirk on his face proves he is just as amused as you are by all this.

“With no undies and a big fluffy blanket!” You chuckle and he steps closer, immediately going for the waistband of your shorts to see if you’re lying or not.

He lets out a disappointed ‘tch’ when he realizes you are wearing panties. “Still lyin’ to me”

“I was kidding”

“Mhm” He nods, eyeing you up and down like a piece of candy. “Gonna let me come over tonight or what?”

“Was just trying to sleep actually”

“Come onnn…do it for your favorite, yeah?” He flashes that irresistible smile that makes your knees weak. Curse his impossibly good looks, makes him way too hard to resist.

“I told you I have no favorites!”

He lets out another ‘tch’, stepping forward and wrapping an arm around you to grab a handful of ass. “Thought you were just saying that to make the other guys feel better. C’mon doll I treat you better than the rest of em”

“Mmm I dunno…you’re pretty mean” You wrap your arms around his neck.

“You like that shit” He goes in for a kiss, you lean in only for him to pull back at the last second—proving your point. “Makes yer’ pussy all wet”

You whine, thighs squeezing together as the evidence is there right before his eyes. Finally, he kisses you, not allowing you entrance into his mouth when you ask for it by licking his bottom lip. “Nuh uhh” He shakes his head. “You don’t deserve to have my tongue in your mouth”

You groan, pulling at his shoulder but he doesn’t move a muscle. “What’s wrong slut? Those other kisses weren’t enough for you? Greedy lips need more?”

You sigh impatiently, tugging at the collar of his shirt. Looking down at the ground, you think of anything to keep him happy. “I’ll leave the door unlocked. Come over later, kay?”

You both share equally evil grins. It’s a win-win situation really.

“Yes ma’am”

#mha smut #mha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #hanta sero x reader #sero x reader #hanta sero smut #kirishima ejiro x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima smut #denki smut #denki x reader #denki kaminari smut #mha #my hero academia

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inf3ct3dd · 2 years ago

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ellie headcanons pt.3,,,!!

warnings: mentions of boobs, ass (lmao) , mild sexual content, use of the d-slur (jokingly)

content: loser!ellie x reader :3 my pookieeee

authors note: these r actually my favorite things to write ever like im so glad yall like them :333

pt. 2. taglist!!! masterlist!!!!

☆ REALLY likes beef jerky. she’ll just sit there and chew…

- her hands r just constantly freezing. like DEAD PERSON COLD ITS SCARYYYY!!! she definitely uses ur boobs as handwarmers and its JARRING because her hands are actually so cold 😞😞!!!

- HER FEET TOO!!! she has some sort of circulation issues bc you’ll be in bed together and she’ll put her feet on you and you’ll just turn into a cartoon ice cube 😕😕

- the SECOND u have some sort of drama she is seated. like she is so MESSY she will talk shit abt someone she knows absolutely nothing abt just bc u don’t like them. anyone you hate she hates 💪🏽💪🏽

- speaking of she is literally so sassy 😞😞 like she will literally full body turn away from you and look at the window while you drive if she’s mad at you.

- every time you say something even remotely sexual she’s looking at you like 🤨 and trying not to laugh. if you texted her “im coming” she’d burst out laughing and write back like “geez we’re just going to the zoo…didn’t know u were THAT excited”

- has the humor of a middle school boy. she has an actual problem w deez nuts jokes 😞😞 she thinks its SOOOO FUNNY to give u fake backshots whenever you bend over around her. fake moans and everything 💔💔

- a pharb AND a barb. she definitely knows all of super bass by heart, and she knows how to play savior complex on the guitar. duality of women!!!

- every time you say something nice to her she’s like “ew thats gay” and then she gets upset when u get upset for it 😞 so RUDE actually!!!

- really likes doing facemasks with you because you always put them on for her, and because you look really stupid with them on.

- this video. js this whole video like!!! she definitely has that dinosaur hand sanitizer AND that backpack!!

- likes rings cuz she thinks they make her look cool, but she literally cannot keep them for more than a month. they get lost SO EASILY!!!

- knows a concerning amount of things about the roman empire.

- definitely saw the barbie movie with you, and got so embarrassed at the ken guitar scene ☹️ “do i do that??” and you had to hold back laughter and tell her no

- if you have little siblings, they LOVE HER. she is so good with kids its insane. she would definitely do the griddy w ur little brother and you would NEVER let her live it down

- if you take her to a family gathering, she’s either talking with your uncles or hanging out with your younger cousins. she’s scared of your cousins your age bc they’re “cool like you”

- definitely bought you lego flowers at one point and sat on the floor and built them with you

- has those glow-in-the-dark stars on her bedroom ceiling

- would absolutely lick your salt lamp “for science”

- one time you put her hair in pigtails and she wore it the whole day, and refused to let her friends make fun of it cuz her “wife” did them

- talks about you like a 40 year old man talks about his wife. “gotta get home to the wife” definitely has “happy wife happy life!” on a tshirt

- built the two of you a house on minecraft and put your beds next to each otherrrr :((

- carved your name on her skateboard and guitar

- had an AWFUL emo phase in middle school. terrible. was absolutely an avid tumblr user

- such a nerd about vinyls. would take u on dates to her favorite vinyl store, and buy you a new vinyl player because “yours damages your vinyls, and the audio quality is shit” (you randomly bought it on amazon)

- just knows so many facts…about things…. like she’s always talking to you like “oh my god babe did you know that-“

- would get “jealous” of your pets whenever you’d pet them or hold them in front of her. just going up to your cat like “she likes me more than you”

- made herself one of those “i love my girlfriend” tshirts with your face on it

- your dad definitely loves her because they have so much in common. grilling, fishing,camping, she’s like the ultimate dad-dyke

- can fall asleep ANYWHERE. like the second she’s tired she’s just 😴😴 and she’s definitely using you as a pillow

- one time the two of you went to a family party and you found her asleep on two folded chairs

- you’re her wallpaper on all her devices.

- every time you ask her what she’s doing and she’s playing guitar shes like “just fingering my guitar”. she thinks its SOOOO HILARIOUS

- definitely says white ppl shit all the time on accident . one time she said “lets rock and roll” when you two were going somewhere and she literally didn’t talk for 5 minutes cuz you could not stop laughing

- LOVES burts bees !!! her lips always taste like their strawberry chapstick and its wonderful

- has a pair of lightning mcqueen crocs

- LOVESSSS when you paint her nails and do her makeup (she just likes you sitting on her lap)

- definitely one of those girls thats like. obsessed w doctor pepper. its a serious problem 😞😞!!!

- has a little shoe box full of receipts, polaroids of you, and little souvenirs from your dates. :((

- literally melts when you scratch her back

- very into horror games/analog horror. definitely binge watched markipliers “faith” gameplay and talked about it nonstop

- miles morales is def her fave superhero. has so many of his comics and LOVES the spiderverse movies. calls you her gwen 😞😞

taglist!!! if ur name is crossed i cant tag u :((

@syrenada @dinaissoprettyoml @kingofmylastkiss @as2rid @greencacty @melissabarrerass @bratydoll @lov3lylotus @forelliesposts @echostinn @f3r4lfr0gg3r @r3wbeef @leatheredhearts @mousymaven @mina-281 @princessguardian444 @calystas-morning-tea @horror-whoree @slutshies @bearieio @mag-mfm @bubs-world @paran0id0blivi0n @sawaagyapong @bbygrlshelbs @gayh0rr0r @pl9ys @ellieslilslvvt @dollietes @elliesmellsbadd @ibloom4u @ddreabea @beestar120 @brunettedolls-blog @girlwonderchloe @elliesgflol @maris-koffin @emonopolyman @iloveeyousblog @fr3sh-tragedies @ilovaffles @certifedcrybunny @elleatethat @baldph0bic @clouded-whispers @4rt3m1ss @saggykneecaps @swtsuna @ell1esslutt @minixmel @yuyans-stuff @owmoiralover @thecowardwrites @lunascerebro @elliestrwbrry @iwantsoda @teeveegirl @dinasmoon @urnewghostfriend

#ellie williams x reader #loser!ellie #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #ellie williams x you #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams fanfic #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #tlou2 #tlou fanfiction #tlou x reader #lesbian #wlw

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hyuckiefluff · 2 years ago

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drunk in you pt.2 | mark lee

pairing: mark lee x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers word count: 3.1k a/n: i meant to post this sooner but a whole week ended up going by without me realizing lol thank u for liking part 1 thoo content: semi-public sex (they’re in the living room of a shared apartment so), dry humping, usage of pet names like doll and baby, mark also calls reader a slut (this was self-indulgent hehe), oral (fem receiving), creampie, a fair amount of ass grabbing/slapping cuz mark is an ass guy in my head :))!! edit: it’s not even in my head anymore go watch his mommae challenge and tell me im not right

part 1

Life is funny in sick ways, because just a few minutes ago you were thinking about how badly you wanted to ride your best friend’s thighs but now that you were actually in a position to do so you couldn’t move. You were just straddling him, not even sure where to put your arms and shifting minimally scared that any movement against him could reveal how pathetically wet you were right now. I mean he had barely spoken a few words to you and you were putty in his hands, ready to give him anything that he asked for. So, why isn't he asking? Why isn't he doing something? He's the one who-...

Your train of thought came to an abrupt halt when his hands slid under your dress, grabbing a handful of your ass. A surprised yelp escaped your lips, almost sounding like a moan, and he seemed to like your reaction as he pressed his lips together to suppress a grin. Then he experimentally thrusted upwards, his hands keeping a firm grip on your ass, leaving no space between your clothed cores.

He took in your fucked out expression after every thrust as an invitation to keep doing it "M-mark…" you moaned, your nails practically carving into his shoulders.

Your head hung low, your hair acting like a curtain, blocking Mark's view from your flushed face. And he was not having it. He wanted to see you, he wanted to remember every little detail of you like this. So he grabbed a handful of your hair and gave it a gentle pull, making you lift your head. That put your neck in his line of sight, like a blank canvas he was ready to mark with his lips, leaving purples and reds behind.

He immediately latched his mouth on the space between your neck and clavicle, each kiss, bite and suck coaxing delicious moans from your throat, “F-fuck, keep…keep doing that” you managed to breathe out, your hands finding their way to his head. You attempted to grip his hair, but his haircut left you with little to grab onto. But that didn't stop you from trying, and he seemed to like it because as soon as you tugged, he groaned against your neck and sucked harder on a particular spot that sent tremors through your legs.

You were so focused on how good his mouth felt all over your skin that you completely missed the way his hand slid inside your panties. The sudden feeling of his fingers touching your folds making your brain short-circuit. So much so that you almost missed the words he whispered into your ear, “You’re already this wet just from a little teasing,” he tutted.

His finger emerged from your panties, glistening with your arousal. That was a sight that would have embarrassed you under different circumstances but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care about that, not when he brought his finger to his lips and licked every drop of your essence off it all while making eye contact. A whimper got caught in your throat as you watched, captivated by the way he tasted you.

"How will it feel when I fuck you for real then, hm?"

Your thighs instinctively tightened against his after those words left his mouth. A reaction that wasn't lost on him. His flushed face sported an even cockier smirk now, "You'd like that huh?" he quipped, extending the finger he'd just licked toward your mouth. Without hesitation, you took it in, not caring about the mingling of his saliva with yours.

"But here's the thing," he continued, "You've gotta ask for it."

You were having a hard time paying attention to what he was saying. Your brain being more focused on his finger abusing your mouth and the subtle but persistent thrust of his hips against yours. His words seemed like distant echoes, drowned out by the sensations wrapping around you. That is, until a sudden slap against your bare ass jolted you back to reality. His voice was low and commanding, "Ask me to fuck you, doll."

His gaze bore into you, intense and almost predatory, "Please… fuck me, Mark," the plea slipped from your lips easily and before you could fully process your own words, he was lifting you up. You expected him to take you to his room upstairs, but instead, he started walking right up to the big couch in front.

Certainly he wasn’t planning to fuck you in the middle of the living room, where any of the boys could just walk in on the scene, right? Your hazy brain couldn't even remember if Jaemin had gone back to his room. The last you knew, he had been somewhere near the kitchen, possibly passed out. But if he were to walk in here and…

Your thoughts were once again interrupted by Mark lowering you onto the couch and immediately discarding your soaked panties. He spread your legs a little bit more and made eye contact with you right before his head was disappearing between your legs. Things were moving so fast but you couldn't bring yourself to think about the consequences of doing this right now when it felt so damn good.

The heat pulling in your lower stomach intensified as he used his nose to nudge against your entrance and with one swift move of his tongue against your core he had you losing your mind.

“Oh.. god-.. Mark… fuck…that feels so-” you tried to voice the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you but your words broke into fragmented moans and gasps.

Your fingers clenched in a tight grip on his short hair, urging him further against your core. You were so desperate and it was embarrassingly obvious. But you felt his chuckles resonate against your core, so he clearly found it amusing. His tongue danced and explored every sweet spot slowly, making you see sounds and hear colors. But, it wasn't enough. The ache inside you demanded more.

Your need for him to fuck you into tomorrow was almost unbearable.

"Mark…" you called out to him, but it seemed he was too focused on eating you out to hear you. His own desperation was also palpable, clear by the way his hips rutted against the couch. His fingers joined his tongue sliding inside you one by one. The simultaneous ministrations threatened to push you over the edge. If he kept up this pace, you would definitely cum all over his face.

His gaze locked onto yours immediately as he pulled away from your core. The sight of his swollen lips glistening with your arousal, and his hair sticking to his forehead leaving you with an image that would replay in your head for many nights to come.

"Are you close, doll?" his focus on your reactions intensified as he coaxed you, "Aw, look at your pretty fucked out face, cum for me, okay baby?"

His words and the relentless pumping of his fingers were enough to bring you over the edge of an explosive orgasm “Oh my go-," you moaned, your voice a chorus of curses mingled with his name.

This was the first time in your life you’d actually orgasmed after being asked to. His tongue wasn’t just good at eating your pussy, he was also good with words.

You squeezed your eyes shut, your chest heaving as you gasped for air. But before you could fully recover, Mark grabbed your legs and quickly flipped you onto your stomach. Your dress was hiked up, baring your ass to him. Another firm slap echoed through the room, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. A quick glance over your shoulder revealed the hunger in his eyes as he looked over your curves, a satisfied smile tugged at your lips as you confirmed that Mark was very much an ass guy– Haechan owes you $10.

“Can’t believe my best friend is about to blow my back out," you muttered with an amused grin, the words directed more to yourself. However, Mark's snort indicated that he heard you loud and clear. "This is quite the bonding experience, don’t you think?," he said playfully and the boyish smile on his face didn’t quite match his actions. He pulled his dick out in one swift move and you felt almost embarrassed at how your mouth watered upon seeing his length and girth. You’re so glad he prepped you with his fingers before, otherwise you don’t think you could take all of him.

“What’s wrong? Never seen one this big?” you rolled your eyes. This was a side of Mark you hadn't seen before – this level of cockiness – but given what he was packing, you guess he had every right to flaunt it.

“How about you shut up and fuck me?”

“Don’t gotta tell me twice,” he seized your hips and gave them a teasing squeeze as he positioned himself at your entrance.

"Wait, shit" he cursed under his breath, and you turned on time to see him run a hand frustratedly across his face "I don't have a condom,"

You grabbed his arm and pulled him back toward you. "I'll take the morning-after pill, just please, fuck me already.” the man didn’t need much convincing because before you knew it, he was gradually pushing himself inside you.

The room echoed with his grunts and muffled moans as he pushed deeper inside. You struggled to stifle your own cries, but his generous stretch brought tears to your eyes, and your lip was surely going to bruise from the excessive biting.

"Shit... doll... you're... you're squeezing me so hard," he grunted, his fingers digging into your waist with a grip that promised to leave marks. Once he bottomed out, his hold on you relaxed. After the initial discomfort passed, you found yourself moaning at the intoxicating sensation of being filled completely. He gave you a brief moment to adapt to his size, peppering your backside with kisses before seeking your consent to move. And only after a strained "Please" escaped your lips, he started moving.

Though he started slow, his thrusts were anything but soft. The explicit sounds of your sticky bodies colliding filled the air, almost scandalously loud, and you couldn't help but wonder if the other guys could hear it from their rooms. It was almost as if Mark could read your mind, because he took hold of your jaw and drew you flush against his body. The change in position momentarily stifled your moans. “If you keep being this loud, the guys will surely hear how good I’m fucking you right now…” he bit your lower lip, drawing a weak whimper from you.

“But maybe that's what you want, huh? You like the idea of them hearing?… hmm.. Look how nicely you're clenching around me after I put that thought in your pretty, twisted mind.” He thrusted hard against you, this new position putting extra pressure on your muscles and you felt like you might collapse any second, but Mark was so in tune with your body language that he noticed this and swiftly flipped you over again.

Now face to face, you had an unobstructed view of Mark Lee thrusting into you. A faint furrow adorned his forehead, and his flushed complexion extended from his neck to his cheeks. It also struck you that he had taken off his shirt somewhere along the way, exposing the expanse of his soft skin. Seizing the opportunity, your hands roamed freely across his torso, fingers tracing the contours you'd always secretly admired. You wanted to kiss it and bite it, and what was stopping you? You pulled Mark closer to you by his necklace and this sudden closeness seemed to have caught him off guard because his pace faltered a bit, you took this chance to start leaving a trail of kisses on his chest and collarbones. The soft moans he emitted as your lips grazed his skin were almost enough to send you over the edge once more. Your erratic pace was matching his unhurried thrusts as your hips met in the middle. In response, he snatched one of your legs, hoisting it onto his shoulder to penetrate even deeper.

“Shi–... you feel so, so fucking good, doll.” Mark groaned against your ear. Your eyes met as you tried to pull him impossibly closer by the hips, and at that moment you wished that eyes could talk because he was looking at you in a way he never had before. Good sex did funny things to people, you were probably his favorite person right now, if the way he was smiling like an idiot was any indication.

“Wha..what?” you asked, trying to match his smile but the way he kept hitting that specific spot had your expressions morphing in pleasure. “Be honest… how-..fuck... how long have you wanted me to fuck you?” he said, his eyes shifting from yours to the point where your bodies joined, the sight of his dick pumping in and out of you enough to make him want to go crazy.

"T-this isn’t the time for that," you managed to say, your head lolling back until it met the plush surface of the couch behind you.

“You know…you could’ve just told me earlier… cause now I regret not fucking you before,” he confessed, his words punctuated by the exertion in his voice. Without waiting for your response, he bunched up your dress, exposing your chest. His eyes lit up as they fell upon your naked breasts, and a satisfied "Knew it" slipped from his lips.

"Wearing that flimsy dress and no bra… did you really think I wouldn't notice?" he tutted while cupping your breast. The cool touch against your warm skin made you release an involuntary moan "You think the boys didn’t notice?" he chuckled bitterly and took one of your nipples between his forefingers, his gaze unflinching as he watched your mouth fall open in response.

"But this was for me, wasn't it? All that innocent act in front of them, while secretly wanting me to fuck you so bad.” you whimpered in response, unable to respond or deny what he was saying because it was in part true.

“You were practically drooling at the thought of me touching you like this," he grunted and suddenly took that same nipple into his mouth, alternating between nibbling and sucking. “M-Mark, oh my go–...” The words were cut short when he began to thrust into you harder, his hips meeting yours more desperately now.

He pulled away from your breast slightly to whisper a stream of dirty nothings against your skin. You only caught the words little slut and the surprise of such a term rolling off his tongue only served to turn you on even more. Your walls instinctively tightened around him, a reaction that had him sucking your nipple even harder.

“Shit… If you-…if you keep squeezing me so hard… I’m gonna-“ he could barely speak, his words being lost between every thrust and the feeling of your pussy taking him so well.

Mark was pretty damn sure he'd never been this pussy drunk before. He was even fighting to hold off his own orgasm just so he could bask a bit longer on how your walls were deliciously clenching around him. And oh, the view. You sprawled beneath him, disheveled yet so beautiful. Your flushed cheeks and lips, slightly swollen from your own nibbling. Bangs pushed back from your face revealing those pretty eyes that struggled to stay fixed on his. They rolled with pleasure every time he found that sweet spot. And he couldn't ignore how your tongue darted out every now and then to moisten your lips, tempting him to bridge the gap between your mouths.

“Mark.. I—I’m c…I’m cumming,” you said, grabbing onto his neck for support.

"Me too, ah... wh-where do you want it?" he managed to ask between ragged breaths, his wide eyes strangely innocent amid the frenetic rhythm of his thrusts.

“Inside,” you said, and a glint of something flashed through his eyes.

All of a sudden he closed the gap between your faces, his lips claiming yours in a kiss that matched the intensity of his thrusts. It stole your breath quicker than you'd care to admit. His tongue asserted itself without hesitation, as if it already knew the contours of your mouth intimately. You nipped at his lower lip juts like he did to you earlier, catching him off guard. To this, he let out a guttural whimper that would definitely linger in your mind for days to come. Mark's moans had a mix of whininess and a deep resonance that struck you at your core and you wanted to hear more of it so you kept kissing him hard. His moans became your own as your kiss deepened.

Your orgasm came first, your cries muffled by Mark's mouth. He followed suit not long after, his thrusts growing sloppier. Then, he stopped completely and you felt him filling you to a brim. You both looked down at the same time to see the messy evidence of both of your releases mixing. You immediately regretted doing this on the couch when he pulled out from you and the sticky mess spilled out of you.

But you decided that would be a problem for your sober self to deal with later.

Sober you wasn't exactly managing the situation well.

Waking up after having drunk sex with your best friend in the dorm he shared with your 6 other best friends didn’t turn out to be the chill moment you thought it would be.

And the way his hand was casually resting on your ass, coupled with the feeling that you'd been run over by a truck about twenty seven times, certainly didn't contribute to improving your state.

You looked around to realize that at some point you’d moved the party to his room. You reach over to his side and grab the pillow under his head. Then, you give his body a careful nudge, turning him around slightly which oddly enough doesn’t even make him stir a little. You climb on top of him, pressing the pillow down on his face just enough to jolt him awake, without actually cutting off his air supply. His arms flail in confusion for a solid five seconds before you lift the cushion, revealing a bewildered yet still half-asleep Mark.

"What the…" was his initial reaction, though it took him a moment more to fully register the scene– you sitting on top of him, only a cushion covering your nakedness. “…fuck”

"Yeah, exactly, what the fuck," you gesture between the two of you, highlighting the rather interesting scenario.

A few seconds of just silently staring at each other went by while you could see in his eyes that he was trying to come up with what to say now.

"Uh… wanna go again?" he joked, and you respond with a playful pillow thwack, prompting a chuckle from him.

"Just kidding!"

a/n: after editing this i realized how many times i wrote the word ass and i feel ashamed lol... also the ending is kinda bleh cuz i genuinely dunno how to end my fics but i hope yall liked this! let me know in the comments how it was! xx

part 1

#nct x reader #nct dream x reader #nct fic #nct dream fic #nct smut #nct dream imagines #nct imagines #nct moodboard #nct mark #nct mark x reader #nct x you #nct dream smut #nct dream #mark lee x y/n #mark lee fic #mark lee x you #nct dream scenario

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nfr-girly · 3 months ago

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Brewing hearts ☕️🌷🥐 // Hasan piker x reader

summary: Hasan hears about a new cafe that’s opened near his house, one day he decides to try it out and finds something worth coming back for

main masterlist ::

divider by @1haqerin ~

“You guys want anything? Im gonna try out that new bakery down the street”

Hasan asks aloud to qt, Austin, will and Marche. Having 2 hours before the podcast starts, he figured he’ll make use of the time

After getting all the orders, he walks out the house and makes his way down. He had heard from his neighbours that a new cafe had opened, apparently it was a family owned business, and they had already got a lot of customers having only been open a few weeks.

After only needed to have walked 6 minutes, he finally arrives and enters, the place having a lot more customers than he thought

He looks around to take a peek at people’s meals, trying to figure out what to get for himself

He admires the decorations put up, the place allowing him to feel calm despite the crowd

As the line shortens, he pulls up his phone to read out all the orders, but when he looks up Hasan could swear he was temporarily struck by lightning

You stand there taking the ladies in front of him orders, a smile on your face and a bright energy coming from you

Suddenly all confidence falls, Hasan could swear he wasn’t that big of a pussy, he started overthinking. Did he look presentable? Did he even brush his hair? shit.

Before he can scare himself more it’s his turn to order

“Hi!! Welcome may I take your order?”

Even though Hasan is shitting himself, your voice feels like a safety net, your presence already making him feel comfortable

He realises he’s been silent for a second too long and pipes up

“Oh! Yeah, um can I have…” he reads out the orders to you and you list them down

“For sure! Anything else?”

Hasan thinks for a second before replying

“I’m not too sure, what would you recommend?”

“Oh well we do have a deal going on, you can get a brownie frappe with a napoleon for 3 dollars if you’d like that?”

Hasan smiles at you and agrees

“Can I get a name for the order?”

“Hasan” you write it down

“Okay your total is 17.35 please”

He gives you a 20, while you get his change he takes a peek at your name tag he’ll remember it

“Okay your order should be ready soon.” You smile at him as you move onto the next customer. He goes to wait and smiles to himself

After a few minutes, he hears his name called

“Order for Hasan?” He looks up and goes to you

You’re holding a large bag, “I’ve put all your food in here just so it won’t be too hard to carry”

“Oh thank you” he smiles at you

“Of course. Thanks for supporting us have a nice day!” you smile at him before heading back to make drinks

Hasan stares at you for a little longer before finally heading out. A funny feeling in his stomach the whole way home. He makes a mental note to himself to come again.

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*the week after*

Everyone’s setting up for another fear& episode when Austin speaks up

“Hey can we go to that cafe? I’m hungry”

Hasan is about to offer to do delivery before he remembers you’re there

“Yeah of course, let me write all the orders down”

“I’ll come with, help you out” Austin says

he’s partly disappointed as he was hoping to get a chance to talk to you he knows damn well he would’ve been to shy to

Him and Austin head to the cafe, once they reach it Hasan notices it’s been decorated a bit, he assumes it’s for Valentine’s Day.

They head into the line and Hasan looks to see if you’re at the counter, and you are. He has to mentally prepare himself to talk to you and hope Austin doesn’t steal the spotlight in any way. He knows he doesn’t have to worry about him but still.

The line keeps on going until the two reach the counter, and there you are as smiley as ever.

“Oh hey! I remember you welcome back! What can I get you?” Hasan completely lost his train of thought, you could compare him to a lost puppy when it came to you

Austin notices Hasan can’t speak so he starts ordering for him, grabbing the phone from him to read the order out. The moment the hand is snatched from him he comes back to reality, realising he just made an ass of himself

After Austin orders, they wait by the side to collect the order. They wait in silence for a minute before Austin chuckles and speaks up, “okay so what the hell was that?”

Hasan furrows his eyebrows “what do you mean?”

“What do I mean? I mean why did you turn into puddle the moment you went up to the counter? You got a crush on the barista or something?” Hasan looks at Austin, absolutely gone out

Austin opens his mouth in shock “oh my god you do!! Well why didn’t you say that??”

“I don’t! I don’t know what happened I probably just forgot what to say”

“What you expect me to believe a political streamer who debates people constantly forgot what to say?” Austin puts air quotes around the last bit, making Hasan roll his eyes

“Shut up, I’m going to wait over here” Hasan went to go sit down, unaware of the plan forming in Austin’s head

You finally arrive with their food and drinks

“Here you go! Thank you so much for supporting have a lovely day” before you can go Austin calls out

“Wait! Excuse me um, this may sound really weird but my friend over there thinks you’re really cute” Austin points to Hasan, who’s on his phone.

“He’s WAYY too shy to say anything but I just thought you should know. Have a nice day!” Austin walks away with the food before you can reply, your mouth is open with surprise at the sudden confession

You look over to take a peek at Hasan, to your surprise he’s already looking at you.

“Hey! What are you doing here I need help over here man” your co-worker Adam shouts out to you

You look back and head towards the counter, ready to take orders, you don’t miss the way Hasan looks back at you before heading out the door.

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A week goes by before you see Hasan again, but you’d be lying if you said he hadn’t popped up in your mind

Of course you had noticed him, how couldn’t you? He looked like he had been carved out of stone, all his features stood out the moment he walked into the store. You were surprised he even came again, when he came in last week with his friend you swore you almost dropped the change in your hand. You had told yourself it wasn’t worth thinking about him though, looking like that he’s probably already taken.

So to hear his friend tell you he found you cute? And to actually catch him staring at you? You could swear you were gonna pass out. You’ve never been good at making the first move, but you figured why not give it a shot? Which is what you reminded yourself the next time he came.

*present tense*

You look up at the person who enters the shop, and your stomach does a backflip to see Hasan enter, the shop wasn’t too busy today so no one was in the queue, crap, I haven’t even got time to prepare? you thought

Hasan slowly walks up to the counter before facing you “hey” he says

“Hi! Lovely to see you again! What can I get you?” Hasan tells you his order, the whole time taking the opportunity to actually take in his facial features.

“Okay, that’ll be $5.80 please” he gives you the money

“Alright we’ll have that ready for you in a sec” you smile at him, and he smiles back you don’t miss the way his eyes trail over your body

You decide to switch with your co worker, and make Hasan’s order, you can feel his eyes on you the entire time. Why did you feel so nervous? You had seen him before, and thought he was cute anyway. The possibility he actually sees you that way too made your heart flip.

Before you go and hand him his drink, a bold idea comes into your head, it was impulse really. But you couldn’t stop yourself as you wrote down your number on his cup.

“Call me :) *************”

You made a face, wondering if it was too corny, but decided against it anyway. What could you lose?

You push down the sudden feeling of sickness in your stomach as you went and handed him his order

“Here you go! Thanks for supporting have a nice day” you smile at him and go to make another order before you can see his reaction

After a few seconds, you turn to look at him and you realise he’s reading the cup, you immediately turn away in embarrassment, scared to see his reaction. When you finish your order, you go to hand it to the woman, but to your surprise, Hasan is still there. Shit. You were hoping he’d leave

“Here you go ma’am, have a nice day” you smile but before you can walk away something is spoken out to you

“I’ll call you” you pause and turn, he walks away but grins at you before he looks in front of him. You smile at yourself and head towards the counter, not feeling any regret to your decision.

*later that evening*

You put your pyjamas on and head to your couch, you snuggle up into the blankets and scroll on TikTok for a bit. Suddenly, you receive a text from an unknown number, you press on it to see who it is

+*************

Hey :) is this that cute barista from the bakery?

You

Maybe 🤔 is this that cute guy from the bakery?

Hasan

Maybe 🤷‍♂️ said cute guy was wondering if you’d like to go out some time? How about Friday 7oclock? I’ll meet you outside the bakery

You

Hmm, depends, where are you taking me?

Hasan

Well if I told you that it wouldn’t be a surprise now would it? Soo are you down?

You

I’ll see you then 💕

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a/n: this is SO CORNY UGH I hope you guys like it 😣

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kiyomitakada · 21 days ago

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Mello for the character ask?

oh silly mello where would we be without your silliness

favorite thing about them: god i don't reread the mello parts of arc 2 enough to pick. uhhhh. i like that he's legitimately brilliant and that he figured out kira can kill without heart attacks on his own just by studying the death rates in the months before higuchi was caught. he's a wildcard but he's also a strategic genius. i also like that he is insufferably extra WHY does he have a christian cross on his GUN

least favorite thing about them: called misa stupid. fuck off

favorite line: "i don't underestimate revenge as a motive." that OR "then i guess i'm going to have to do it"

brOTP: the actual answer is halle and mello but i've talked about them so i am going to say him and matt <3 i am constantly undecided on whether this is platonic or romantic to me but i love that mello is like "okay im going to japan now. follow me" and matt is like "what the hell, sure." what is wrong with them. matt do you not have anything better to do. also matt trying to get mello to take over his job monitoring misa is so funny to me it's such a weird injection of frat bro culture into death note of all media

OTP: meronia forever. love story of all time in, again, death note of all media. truly fucking insane how it's basically confirmed that mello didn't plan the kidnapping to beat near but to save him. mello is the only character! in the entire series! to actually experience positive development! puts aside his inferiority complex because there is no race without near, because near needs him, because he needs near, because they are two halves of one whole and mello has always known something is missing in him and only figures out who it is five years later. what the fuck man. extremely sad that this realization is exactly what gets him killed

nOTP: i have not yet figured out the appeal of mello/light although i am sure i could be convinced. mello deserves the older yagami

random headcanon: i talked about this a little while pondering fem!mello but i like the idea that he got a lot of passive aggression for his haircut in wammy's which made him absolutely determined to keep said haircut forever even when he starts not liking it anymore. and after the explosion he's like [lying face down on concrete, waves of pain racking his twink frame] i……… have an excuse to change my hair now……………

also the blue lipstick is because he heard from somewhere that blue was L's favorite color

unpopular opinion: i don't think of him as catholic :pensive: it's possible that he used to be and is lapsed? or left the faith? but i usually see his extremely aggressive use of catholic stuff as decoration as more of a fuck you to the idea of god than anything. the one thing that contradicts this is the rosary (mihael whyyy do you wear the rosary around your neck in plain view whyyyyy) but i wonder if it's more of a, like… comfort object than anything? if that makes sense?? i don't knowww i don't really see mello as someone riddled with the catholic guilt that most catholic-mello interpretations give him. however i am not a mello understander so perhaps i should read more meta to figure out his Deal first

on a higher thematic level i like this interpretation of the christian imagery for both misa and mello as symbolism of them worshipping a false god (light and L respectively)

and OH WAIT I REMEMBERED MY ACTUAL UNPOPULAR OPINION: i pronounce his real name mee-hyle kale. the way soichiro (english dub) does it. sorry.

song i associate with them: i found this song just last week (i'm late i know) but oh my god

youtube

I'm gonna get myself in fighting trim Scope out every angle of unfair advantage I'm gonna bribe the officals, I'm gonna kill all the judges It's gonna take you people years to recover from all of the damage Our mother has been absent Ever since we founded Rome But there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home, oh

god it's just so. it just sounds like him. it's gonna take you people years to recover from all of the damage!

favorite picture of them:

im obsessed with the shading on this. it doesn't make any goddamn sense. how did livor mortis set in that fast???? he's drawn with pale skin everywhere else in the manga! he should be turning paler in the first few minutes after death! i know they probably did this to be dramatic but what is going on here!

(also i have feelings about mello dying with eyes open and L dying with eyes closed. nothing coherent but. gestures)

#mello #asks #anon #thank you for the ask!!!#i gotta get better at understanding mello but i love him. he's so neat

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i-smoke-chapstick · 1 year ago

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‘WILDFLOWER AND BARLEY,

-GOTHAM!EDWARD NYGMA X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; Sometimes you don’t think you deserve him….other times, you think it’s for the best that you stay.

⋆ tags/warnings. GOTHAM!riddler x female reader. SMUT AND ANGST!! reader is toxic, but eddie is too, so its ok. eddy being vanilla but also strangely dominant. guys this fic is FILTHY. also,, part 3 to gotham characters eating you out. takes place with like season 2 eddy, post kringle. Did i write a fic inspired by a Hozier song that isn’t even released yet? yes. readers taking advantage of eddy. but also, eddy is more than willing to give. kind of a character study. im so sorry if i made reader too mean ive had this idea for a week😭

fic requested by @clementine-writes-things <3

♫ “My coffee black in my bed at 3 / You’re too sweet for me. You’re too sweet for me.” Wildflower and Barley by Hozier

You’d fucked up, majorly.

God, what were you thinking?

Edward Nygma, the quirky forensics guy. The loon, as your fellow officers eloquently put it. And you didn’t necessarily disagree. He was certainly a peculiar fellow. He had always a thing for…what was her name? Kristen Kringle. That was it. You’d been working with him for years, watching him moon after her. You could…understand the appeal, you guessed. She had a sexy sixties librarian type of thing going for her. She kept to herself. Maybe you should’ve done the same. She’d dissapeared a few weeks ago.

You somehow landed yourself in the bed of Edward Nygma. You’d been hooking up…For the past two weeks in a row. No judgement, yeah?

It started as a joke. You and the other officers, chatting with beers and obnoxious comments towards the other tools in the GCPD. Jim Gordon…Harvey Bullock. The way the men couldn’t seem to keep their mouthes shut, especially Jim.

Well, you’d gotten plenty tipsy, staying after work. You pummled those beers back like it was your last night alive. And hell, living in gotham? As an officer? It very well could be.

They were all drunk and laughing out of their minds. Anything anyone said seemed overly funny. Especially when one of your fellow cops brought up the name, “Nygma” like the name was it’s own disease.

“You think Y/N could sleep with him?”

“Yeah, Y/N, go fuck the loon. I wonder what it’s like.”

“You think he says riddles when hes cumming?”

“Whats long, hard, and has ‘cum’ in the middle?”

The numerous voices of your “friends” rung out, and in the moment, drunk out if your mind, you too thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

“I could do it.” You affirmed, alcohol giving you the liquid courage you wouldn’t typically have. After the “oooooo”ing from some of your coworkers, you decided, fuck it. Edward was tall, had nice cheekbones, and was smart. You could do worse than a one night stand.

So you confidently marched into that forensics room, high on the dare the other cops had given you.

You found him, looking into one of the forensics mirrors. He was muttering to himself and you snorted. Weirdo. Oh well.

He pushed up his glasses when you two made eye contact. He was sweating, for some reason, in that lanky labcoat and rubber-gloved hands. He stood up straight and went rigid when he saw you.

“Ms. L/N-“ He was about to question, when you rammed your lips onto his. You remember it like yesterday- how hesitant he was. The way he parted for air, breathing wildly at you. He kept trying to ask questions the whole time you were eagerly undressing him. But he didn’t seem to mind your fowardness.

Well, just your luck, that one night stand was the best fuck of your life. The way his cock fitted perfectly into your body, like it was made for your cunt alone. You two fucked on the forensics cabinets, your coworkers in the next room over, and it was exhilarating. Especially when the usually reserved Ed got unusually rough, pulling your hair and smacking your ass just right.

By the time you two were done…you were fucked out of your mind. Pleasantly surprised.

Since then, you hadn’t been able to get away. You told the cops it was vanilla, and reveled in their dismay. But…you came back for seconds. And then thirds. And then fourths. And then you couldn’t remember the last time you woke up in your own bed.

And just as if you were Kristen…he started following you. Your coworkers snickered. You’d see homemade cupcakes left on your desk. You’d catch him staring at you from the other side of the precint. You writhed under his gaze. For a man with not much expirence, he was obnoxiously good at sex. And he was even more obnoxiously good at not understanding the meaning of coworkers with benefits, and not a relationship.

But…mornings like these? You can’t complain.

Taking yourself back to the present, you awoke in his bed. The sunlight of the open windows bled through your eyelids, and you felt yourself smack your lips. You blinked yourself awake, same as you always did. You shifted underneath the covers, which had been neatly adjusted over you. It was infuriatingly comfortable. You let a yawn escape your lips.

“Ah, good! You’re awake!” You heard his voice chime, far off in the kitchen. You looked up, seeing his tall frame. He stared at you adoringly, and you felt your heart pang.

He carried a tray of coffee and breakfast. You sat up. It was the usual morning routine. He made the most exquisite breakfasts for you.

“A necessity to some, a treasure to many. I’m best enjoyed among pleasant company. Some like me hot, some like me cold. Some prefer me mild, others prefer me bold. What am I?” He spoke the riddle quickly.

You blinked at him, tired. You shrugged nonchalantly.

He made his way over to you, swiftly and delicatley placing the tray in your lap.

“Coffee.” He looked a bit dissapointed at your lack of answer, but brightened back up instantly. “Almost black, not quite. 1 Sugar. No cream. Just how you like it.” He noted, and it was in this moment, you felt the weight of your actions. He’d memorized everything about you. Whatever records you liked, he’d play softly. He’d learned your favorite flavor cupcake, and how you took your coffee. Gods, he’d even bought the brand of toothpaste you had at your house, so it was familiar brushing your teeth in the morning.

You squinted, adjusting yourself to the sunlight of the room. Golden. You felt the weight of the tray, and met his gaze. God, it was intense. The way his big, puppy dog like eyes harrowed in on you. Like you were the world.

He was practically wagging his tail, watching you take a slow sip of coffee. He wanted praise, as though perfected it, finally.

He was too sweet for you. You didn’t deserve any of this. But selfishly…you couldn’t resist.

You gave him a small nod in approval, letting the liquid glide down your throat. Damn it, The coffee was perfect.

He positioned himself next to you on the bed, sitting, legs crossed. He looked at you almost creepily, eyes never leaving as you finished your breakfast and coffee. You didn’t say a word to him, but you did listen to him ramble quite a bit. Every now and then he’d ask a casual question, and you’d stay silent, or give him a one worded answer. You’d see his smile falter, but he’d continue.

When you were done, he’d grab the tray from your hands. You let him do the work for you. You liked his bed. He came back, eyes big and bright. He sat once more, looking at you expectantly. You furrowed your brows.

“…What?”

He shrugged, giving a slightly nervous, manic giggle. You cringed a bit, but faltered when you felt his fingertips glide across your thigh.

Oh. Thats what.

“…We have work in an hour.” You replied. The mantra played in your head. You don’t deserve this. You don’t deserve him. You felt guilty.

“I’ll be quick.” He affirmed, peeling the covers back. Oh, fuck it. Who were you to deny him?

He didn’t lie, he was fast. The covers exposed your skin, still undressed from the previous night. You felt the cool air on your thighs and pussy, and couldn’t help it. You caved.

In an instant, he was worshipping your legs, working his way up. He kept eye contact with you, laying gentle bites and pecks into the plush of your skin.

He kissed his way up, tonguing the bite marks he left in his wake. You shivered when his lips hovered over your pussy. He wasted no time. No, he didn’t tease you, he needed to please you as quickly as he could. It was a need for him.

His tongue came into contact with your pussy lips, and you shivered. Instinctivley, you threaded your hands through his morning messy hair, and shoved his face into you. He reciprocated instantly, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good. He licked up and down, tongue flicking gently on your cute little pearl of a clit.

He circles it and taps it with his tongue, saliva dripping and mixing with your juices. His movements are quick and calculated, and he indulges you, body and soul. He hums in pleasure when you arch your back up into him uncontrollably. It’s almost uncharacteristic- the way he switches from being so soft and gentle, to practically making out with your pussy. You feel his fingers dig into your thighs, like he’s a whole different person when he’s mouth fucking you.

Your moaning and shaking, saying his name over and over. Somehow, your getting off to this. To the idea you don’t deserve him. That he’s such a nicer, better, smarter person than you. And although he doesn’t vocalize it, you wonder if he strangely shares the sentiment.

It’s almost like he knows. Like he’s self-aware- of all your selfish thoughts. Like this, him eating you out, him on his knees for you, making you breakfast in bed- is some sort of revenge.

He knows what he’s doing. He’s making you feel awful, guilty for your mistreatment of him- by giving you more and more of him. And you find yourself cumming in his mouth at the thought.

He greedily laps at your swollen clit, overstimulating you. You let out a loud yelp, and he keeps going, only for a few more seconds.

It’s weird. He’s weird. But as you sober up from your orgasm, shaking underneath him, you brush those strange thoughts from your head.

You look into his gentle eyes again, watching him ramble off apologies. You two will most definitely be late to work. You scold yourself. Why would you think such an odd thing? No, he’s a complete sweetheart. Not a degrading bone in his body. You think.

Yet…you still feel the bruises forming on your thighs. And the burning guilt of using him.

You left his aparment in a hurry, driving yourself insane. You seem to convice yourself it was a weird orgasm thought, maybe you’re more kinky than you thought; for some pseudo pyschological self degradtion.

You go to the precint, just as you do every other day. The work is effectively still just as boring and your peers are still just as insufferable.

You’re given a few files by some mysoginistic cop you haven’t aquainted yourself with, who obviously assumed you were the new record keeper. You snort, but decide to take it. You browse over the files, snooping. They are forensic files, and your heart drops. Ah. You’ll have to give these to him.

You enter the forensic room without knocking- at least, you’re about to. But you hear him mumbling to himself, and decide to listen in for a moment. Curiosity getting the best of you.

“You’re too good to her.” You hear him argue with…himself? “You need to show her whose in charge.”

“I am!” He retaliates to his own voice.

“By making her coffee?” He snarls, and your brows furrow. He smashes a file cabinet closed loudly. You jump.

“Yes!” Ed’s voice growls out, fed up. “If you were smart enough to understand-“ He begins, and you’ve heard enough. You enter the room.

Ed looks at you bewildered, and you look at the same. He’s sweating, and his hair is in dissaray. You two make eyecontact and you grimace. What the hell?

You hardly register what he was actually saying, and more that he was having a seemingly very heated conversation with himself. You watch him fumble with his glasses.

“…Ed?” You question, and he snaps.

“What are you doing here?” His voice is quick and sharp. Thats uncharacteristic. You wince.

“Uh, files.” You nod to the papers in your hands, and he blinks, standing up straight. He clears his throat.

“Right.” He recovers, quickly. You narrow your eyes at him, and hum, giving them to him. He’s about to speak, but you rush yourself out of the room, heart pounding.

He is weird. He is a freak. You chime. Your coworkers have been right.

Any shred of pity you had for him has dwindled significantly, and you mull it over in your mind.

Maybe you do deserve eachother, You think. You’re the best he’s going to get.

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maple-the-awesome · 2 years ago

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You Sacrifice Yourself for Them Part 1/3

Part 2 || Part 3

Pairings: Legend, Sky, Time x GN Reader

Requested by anonymous: HIIIII OMG I JUST WANRED TO SAY i lovelovrloveloveeeee the way you write so much!!!!!!! ur recent loz post had me kicking and squealing in my sear hehehe T_T could i request a scenario with the chain in a situation where the reader sacrifices themselves to protect the boys? im imagining things begging the enemy to take them instead, protecting them from a hit or even something funny like taking the blame for a mistake they made!!! id love to see some angst from you!!!!! THANK U AND HAVE A GREAT WEEK!!!!!💖💖💖💖

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Shit. Shit. Shiiit.

This was not how this day was supposed to go. This was not how this dungeon was supposed to go! The group calls him 'Veteran' for a reason. He's done more dungeons on his own than the lot of them combined. He's quick on his feet, able to complete the most complex puzzles like child's play, and barely breaks a sweat against the foes that lurk in every damp shadow. Anymore, dungeons are easy (too easy, maybe, compared to some of the rougher...emotionally draining parts of his journeys).

This was supposed to be just as easy. He had no shame in bragging or flexing his skills, yet all that has officially flown out the window in a way that one could deem quite literal, actually. A quick whiz of air and an echoed shatter that would've reminded him of the wonderful sound of broken pottery if not for how horrifying it was in true comparison. No, that sound was far from exhilarating, especially paired with the image of you falling sideways like a lifeless doll, pieces of tile bouncing off your head and exploding in the air like fireworks trailed by crimson.

Legend isn't sure if he managed to catch you in time. He probably did, but in his panic he feared you might've hit your head on the floor as if that's not exactly what already happened to knock you out in the first place. Damn floor tiles! Usually they're just embarrassing annoyances when prepared for them, but that's the problem: he wasn't. When those dangerous squares came flying at him at a blurring speed, he expected to take on the hit, not for you to shield him with your own body. What in Hylia's name were you even thinking?!

For what feels like hours but is really only a few seconds, Legend's mind runs rapidly with petrified thoughts: Are you dead? Did he just let you die for his sake? It's supposed to be the other way around if anything! He's the world's punching bag, not you. You're…too special for any of that…

"Hylia, t-that hurt..." Legend snaps out of it only when you groan, barely able to open your eyes against the blinding light of the torch - the only light in the room - which has long been abandoned behind both of you.

"Are you kidding me?! Are you stupid or something?! What the hell were you even thinking doing that?! Do you know what could've happened if you got hit hard enough or at the wrong angle?! You could've been given a concussion, put into a coma, o-or -"

"- But it could've ruined your pretty face."

Legend’s words choke in his throat as he stares at you as if you've suddenly grown several heads...that or he has just now realized you're the biggest idiot in Hyrule, who knows? Clearly, you're still in a daze yourself, head wobbling around as you blink rapidly with pupils dilated wide. Maybe the whole concussion thing can't actually be ruled out quite yet.

"...Stupid..." Legend mumbles under his breath with a click of his tongue as he looks away from you, "...What about your face then?"

"Awww. You think I'm pretty, too?"

He huffs instead of answering, carefully helping you up before draping your arm over his shoulders and pulling you securely against his side where he can better keep you from stumbling off into something or, Hylia forbid, trip face first into the ground, causing more damage aside from the goose egg already bruising your forehead and the line of blood dripping down it, "We need to get you to the Traveler. ‘get you fix up.”

"Huh? But what...what 'bout the dungeon?"

"We can come back later. The treasure at the end probably isn't worth it anyways if floor tiles are what's guarding it."

You hum distantly, dropping your head directly against his without any notice to the way this makes his cheeks flare unwillingly, "...Hey Legs?"

"What?"

"Can you please not tell anyone I got beat up by pieces of floor?"

Legend snorts and pretends to think your question over, "Hmm…In light of you saving my life, I guess I can keep that promise."

"Thanks, bun."

"You know, on second thought, maybe I won't."

Sky awoke in a pleasant mood that was only made better upon remembering his current whereabouts. He had a wonderful dream about being back home during peaceful times, and while disappointed to leave such a relaxing feeling, at least he found himself still in that cozy little inn the Chain decided to stay at for the night. What was better was that it appeared to be rather early. The sun was barely shining through the window, only barely peeking over the village roofs, and the room itself was silent aside from the sound of some snoring which confirmed that the rest of his roommates were still fast asleep, thus Sky figured there would be no harm in dozing off for a few extra minutes until he hears someone else get up for the day…That was his plan, anyways…

"...Hey Sky?"

"Mmm?"

"You, uh, know there's only ten minutes until eight, right?"

In a blink of an eye, Sky shoots straight up, suddenly not feeling so tired. Rubbing his eyes and bearing through his new headache, he's horrified to confirm that you must be right. The window is now glowing in a bright gold, showing a bustling little village outside. You, yourself, are already dressed in your tunic, hair done and ready to go. Legend and Wind, who had been your other roommates last night, must follow the same status seeing as neither of them nor their belongings are here anymore. It's just you and Sky.

In an instant, he leaps out of bed, nearly tripping yet recovering as he hurries to find his own belongings which seems a lot harder to accomplish in his panicked state compared to any other day. You, meanwhile, replace his spot upon the bed, sitting down there with an apologetic look, "I would have woken you up sooner, but I wasn't sure if you were purposefully sleeping in."

"You're alright - uh, thank you for waking me up at all," Sky backtracks when he remembers he had folded his tunic under his bed, kneeling down to grab it along with the rest of his belongings stuffed under there, "Where's the Vet and Pirate?"

"Already at breakfast. Wild dropped by a little while ago to say that it would be ready soon. I'm sure the others are already digging in."

"Crap."

"I'm sure there'll be enough left for us regardless. He always makes so much whenever we stay somewhere with an actual kitchen..." Despite Sky having worn an undershirt to bed, you still feel the need to awkwardly look away as he pulls the rest of his clothes overhead, "You must have a real talent for sleeping because the rest of us woke up to a loud 'thud' and cursing...'don't think Legend will be taking the top bunk at the next inn we reach."

Fully dressed, Sky's first order of business should really be to rush downstairs instead of testing his luck with angry companions, but he takes the time to spare you a glance instead, "Why haven't you gone downstairs yet?"

The question, once thought of, weighs heavy on his mind. You just said that you awoke with the others, however you chose to stay here and risk getting in trouble yourself for tardiness rather than joining them.

You merely shrug as if it’s of no concern, "I figured I'd wait for you. Like I said, I didn't know if you were purposefully sleeping in and I would've felt worse if I fully gambled on that, leaving you to sleep until noon and suffer Time's wrath."

Sky fidgets and stares down at his feet, although when he opens his mouth to say something, you're standing again while pushing him towards the door, "But let's not push our luck too far, alright? Time was pretty adamant about getting out of here at a decent time."

Yes, he was. He had made a strict point of that last night which is further emphasized by the fact that he is already standing at the bottom of the staircase by the time you both appear at the top of it. It appears that he was just about to make his way up to scold you, but since you've so kindly met him halfway, he can do that from here, "I assume there's a good reason for sleeping in yet again, Skyloftian?"

Sky gulps under the Old Man's glare, prepared to take on whatever punishment that will soon follow seeing as he's officially reached his limit of making the entire group late, however as quickly as he begins to dread the thought of taking on an extra watch for the night or doing a supply run with his own rupees, you're beating him to an explanation, "It's my fault, actually. I had a rough night and didn't realize what time it was until Sky woke me. If he hadn't waited for me, he wouldn't have been late so don't be too mad at him, okay?"

"That's not -" Sky's head whips towards you in surprise, however he falls silent when you give him a look that commands it.

Time hums, glancing between the two of you without much sign that he believes your lie. He has no reason to considering that Wind had already mentioned you were up and at 'em this morning. Perhaps if you had crossed his path earlier for this conversation, he would’ve been more inclined then to point this out, forcing you to confess the truth, although it’s five minutes till eight now meaning he'd be wasting time none of you have to argue not to mention he really doesn't care so long as everyone’s ready to go.

"Well, since you're both technically down here before eight, I'll let it slide this time," He narrows his eyes at you both, taking some sort of pride in how you each bow your heads shamefully, however that's the extend of it before he turns his heel, "But it's up to you to savage yourselves breakfast before Wild packs it up and I still expect you all to be out in the lobby by eight sharp, not a second later even if it means you have to go without a starting meal for today."

"Yes, sir!"

"I'm okay. Worry about the Old Man first."

"Clearly you're not fine. Your arm -"

"- I've had worst -"

"- That doesn't matter. You're still injured."

This argument isn’t going anywhere. Anyone in the group could see that, but are they brave enough to point it out? Considering the fact that they all stand by in awkward silence, probably not.

The last battle was a tough one which may be a bit of an understatement considering Time and you both walked away with some serious wounds to show for your victory. Time had been knocked in the head by a Moblin club, thrown backwards where he then laid unconscious for several moments only to awaken with a gash in the club’s former place, although still a far less visible injury compared to yours. You didn’t miss the way Sky kept gagging when helping you back into camp, unable to so much as glance at the terrible result of a Lizalfos sword slicing through your arm. Provided the extent of these soon-to-be scars, everyone would expect (and hope) that the two of you would be eager for Hyrule’s healing magic, however they were quickly proven otherwise.

“So? I’ll live.”

“Not without medical attention.”

“I’ll take a potion.”

“I thought you didn’t have any left?”

You curse to yourself before sticking your nose into the air with a stubborn change of subject, “You know, last time I checked, a head injury is a lot more serious than a simple cut!”

Time ignores your claim, feeling his face grow warm in irritation (or maybe that’s due to the fresh blood dripping down from his hairline), “You call that ‘a simple cut’?”

You merely shrug, readjusting the crimson cloth you currently press to the nasty slice that parts your skin directly down from your shoulder into your bicep. It no doubt burns like the fires of Death Mountain which you don’t hide despite your persistence in turning down any aid. Your face is scrunched into an expression of pain, a hiss leaving your hips whenever you move the cloth or your arm in any way, yet you still meet Time’s eyes with no sign of budging.

“Twilight, tell him he’s being ridiculous!”

The poor farm boy leaps in place when you both end up turning his way. Although not another word is said by either of you, he understands that voiceless command of Time’s stone cold glare: he isn’t to say a word - not a word - that could be taken as a form of agreement towards your cause. He’s to be a good boy and point out that your arm isn’t going to fix itself, thus you should be the first to be tended to by Hyrule. Of course, he cares about your wellbeing and would definitely side with his mentor and his intimating ways if not for how the older male sways side-to-side with the wind, clearly struggling to maintain himself as the effects of a serious concussion start to take its toll on him.

“...(Y/n)...does have a point..." Twilight mumbles, gulping when Time’s glare darkens.

Thankfully for him and all the others who stand by with their heads down, including little Hyrule who’s been stuck between you both too fearful to make a peep, Warrior has finally had enough of this, officially having no problem taking charge with his annoyance made clear through his stern voice, “The longer you both argue about this, the longer you both go without medical attention, so please, for the love of Hylia, will one of you just swallow your damn pride and let Hyrule do what he needs to?”

There’s no instant reaction, neither of being too eager to see Warrior’s very valid point, however after glancing at you once more and noticing how tightly you’re holding onto your arm, Time sighs at long last, resulting in a chorus of others to follow, “...Fine. I’ll go first.”

This satisfies you, allowing you to relax your muscles and focus on keeping that cloth pressed to your arm while Hyrule begins working his magic to fix Time’s own injury, although as always, the Old Man has to have the last word, shoving his pouch towards you with a grumble, “At least take a red potion in the meantime. It should dull the pain.”

Thankfully, you don’t argue as he feared you would based on your initial hesitation. Instead, you huff, but ultimately dig through the pouch to locate the bottle which you pop the cork off of dramatically, “Fine.”

#legend of zelda #linked universe x reader #linked universe #link x reader #lu time x reader #lu legend x reader #lu sky x reader

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yourlocalstranger123 · 2 years ago

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Tignari & Cyno

Reader as kind of a sugar daddy/mommy [the atmosphere while typing this is so fcking awkward 🥲]

Warning:NSFW,

Apologies advanced: I'm sorry if you didn't want to use a strap, but right now, I'm not in the mood or have enough energy to write a separate one for F! reader and also F! Reader strap, it has fake cum as she has a button to release it.

This is the backup writing for you to enjoy since im going to take like more than a week to write the flirty villain [kinda?], Creator writing.

Characters: Tignari & Cyno.

Content/parts:

First: crack with sugar daddy/mommy reader. [Kinda?]

—NSFW—

(1.) Cyno's punishment [you're here!]

(2.) Cyno with tignari and care taker Reader. (Or nurse/doctor reader)

(3.) Tignari aphrodisiac mushroom

(4.) Tignari's heat.

(5.) Cyno & tignari x Eremite Reader

Note for content: cyno & tignari x Eremite reader. Ik, it sounds random, but the idea from it was: HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE EREMITES? THEY. ARE. H0T. 😳 YOU CANT SAY NO, THEY AREEEE. PLEASEE. I WOULD LITTERALLY GO ON MY KNEES FOR THEM—

[That what my friend told me to put. Honestly, I would do the same...]

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Tignari + Cyno

Cyno litterally makes 10x more jokes than usual around you. Even though it doesn't really make you laugh, you think it's enjoyable. While Tignari....not so much- Which he is glad at. Oh, his reaction is so cute and funny when you gave him limited edition cards. Except when he said that he'll pay for it even though it's a gift...

"This...is for me? W- wait! I'll pay you 1 million mora tor these!"

"Cyno. It's a gi—"

"2 million mora?"

"...." *friendly but firm holding of his shoulders*

"It's. a. gift."

"..."

"2 million, 500 thousand mora—?"

"Cyno, if you keep talking about giving me mora for a damn gift, I will literally go around Teyvat and even sell my f-cking soul to get more."

"Yes ma'am/sir-" *feeling shivers down his spine. Although....why does he feel hard down there—*

Dang. He made sure he'll never make you mad. Tignari is just mentally slapping himself on the forehead at this. You still give him the limited edition cards everytime it was released.

Tignari always thanked you for your kindness for playing supplies to do what he needs as a forest watcher. Although you still pay and give him stuff even though he has more than enough already....

"Ah, [name]. I already have more than enough. Thanks for offering though—"

"Accept. It."

Tignari with trembling hands as he accepts your forceful gift. Yeah, he ain't going to be on your bad or evil side. Hope to the archons that Cyno doesn't go too far.

....At least he can spoil himself with your gifts.

~`♡°•—~`♡°•—NSFW—~`♡°•—~`♡°•

(1.)

CYNO'S PUNISHMENT

"Hah....how many times have I told you, don't touch yourself?"

Cyno whined. He struggled trying to get free from the ropes and touch you. "M' sorryy!" and "Please!" Comes out of his mouth.

"If you keep whining with that mouth of yours, I'll gag it."

Cyno immediately shuts up when you say that as your hand tightens around his thigh. Letting out a whimper as a plea.

"First, you went home injured without even stopping to get a doctor or even at Tignari's. His house is way closer! And now you're breaking our rules? Touching yourself without permission. Now that's not what good boys do."

Cyno whined, wanting to beg for your mercy and forgiveness, but you didn't let him. He choked on a moan as he felt your knee rubbing against his crotch.

"Aren't you enjoying this too much? Maybe I shouldn't touch you for a whole week...."

Cyno cried a plea to keep touching him. He leaned onto your shoulder, sobbing in pleasure as it overwhelmed him.

Suddenly, Tignari came in. He paused as he saw the sight of Cyno tied up on your bed, and you pinning Cyno down on it. You turned around seeing tignari cover his drooling mouth as his ears slightly tilted downwards. His face is red as his ears twitched.

Tignari just stands there, watching the lewd scene of Cyno panting as he begs to have your touch. Tignari snapped out of his thoughts when you told him to come here. He kneeled beside you, gripping his pants in hopes you don't know. You rub his ears as he softly moans. Biting his lips to refrain the noise further but failing. His ears twitched when he saw Cyno already looked fucked out when you finally start stroking him as you finger him, kissing his prostate. You can feel his hole tightening and his cock twitching for attention, knowing that he'll cum.

"P- please? Wan- Na- cUuM!!"

Tignari tried helping him get over the edge, but you stopped him by tugging his tail, which maid him yelp as pre-cum sticks onto his pants. Cyno's eyes shot wide open as you stopped your movement, edging him. He squirmed as he clenched around nothing. He started sobbing, spreading his arms open and closing and opening his hands, wanting you to come over to him and touching him :(

He was laid down on the bed as Tignari got on top of him. Leaning in to kiss him. You let what Tignari wishes and desires to do with Cyno as you watch in amusement. Cyno pants in heavy blush, silently whining at Tignari to touch him already. Tignari easily gave in his pleading, taking off his pants and undergarments. Pumping both of their cocks.

Tignari's ears twitched as the fully tilted downwards. Cyno's legs started to tremble as he covered his mouth. They both rolled their eyes, saliva running down their chin as they both looked fucked out. Tignari finally fell on Cyno as his body gave up, supporting him.

Cyno flinched when he felt a cold medal going into his hole. He moaned into the sensation as he squirmed. It was a butt plug. You started fingering tignari as he whined but didn't stop you. Instead, he slowly tried thrusting back to make you go deeper as his head was thrown back when he felt your fingers abusing his prostate.

"Ngh— [name]...! Stop teasing me and put it in already– UgAhhH~!"

He felt his mind gone blank when you started pistoling his hole. He bit Cyno's shoulder to refrain his desperate moans, leaving a mark. Cyno soon felt pleasure overridden pain, whimpering in pleasure. Cyno watches everything drowsily with lust as he gets hard again. He kissed Tignari, making out with him.

"Mnm~ ah!! W- wait, slow down! I'm cuMinG!"

He came, ears twitching as Cyno grabs him and kisses him. The last string snapped when Tignari clenched around you, making you cum in him as he whined from being do full

F! Reader: You decided to finally give him his little reward [unlike Cyno, who broke the rule] pressing the button as Tignari drooled at the feeling of being so full

You put Tignari on the other side of the bed. Cyno starts to kneel on his knees, obediently waiting for you. He laid his head on your legs, eyes practically saying that he wants to have his turn to be ruined and fucked.

He teased you and tried to rile you up by showing the butt plug you put in him.

"Please....I've been good, haven't I?"

Pouting for your attention. You pretended to be thinking about it even though you'll give him a reward anyway.

I- I'll ride you! Pleasee? I just want you in me!!"

And here he is, riding you like it's the last time. He felt so full of you, touching the bulge that was caused by you, made him closer to the edge. You put your hands on his hips, helping him get to his climax as he cries a silent scream. He flopped onto your chest as he snores and slept soundly. You should probably wash them early in the morning, but for now, they will sleepily cuddle you.

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tanukitsuneko-suki · 3 months ago

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w episode 2 thoughts:

- wait lol philip can go out to the ground floor?? for some reason i thought he’s just stuck in the basement like he’s shotaro’s pet researcher lmao 😭

- this fuckass t-rex head

- wait hold on guys this guy with the red dot scarf kinda looks hot

- i’ve thought the girlfriend is involved with the gaia memory since last episode btw ☝️ idk if that’s right but i’m locking that guess in

- “would this make me superhuman?” lol he’s not gonna advertise that the gaia memory will make him a god, would he “if i had to describe it, i’d say you would become a god” ah okay

- kirihiko 🥰

- hmm…marrying in the family because he’s a good salesman and he has successfully courted the sister? hmm.. that’s not right. suspicious

- philip’s so funny he’s like yea sure i can do that to whichever library demands sho has

- it’s cute..hmmm….

- they probably know that philip only has “almost all the knowledge in the world” because they tried looking for the people supplying the gaia memories and they can’t find any about them

- binder clips in his hair. what an icon

- the way they need three keywords to find the answer they’re looking for…welcome back persona 5

- ah fuck i messed up the fanart i didn’t know he had leather strap bracelets 😭

- ah

- “shall i give you my prediction for what will happen next, shotaro?” “…” “you will naively attempt to reason with a dastardly criminal and nearly be killed” sorry this interaction felt like a PUNCH to the GUT. shotaro having a heroic streak that puts him in harm’s way and philip’s all too aware of that?? scolding him. Sarcastically. fuck okayyyyyyyyyy AWOOGA

- why is the cute demure twink suddenly suggesting murder

- he’s not at all what you guys advertised lmao 😭😭 i thought he’s cutesy and nice and fluffy 😭 “you have to eliminate her” okay damn

- like i wasn’t expecting him to be an angel (i was) im just cackling at him and his grey morality (i like it)

- literal DEVIL over shotaro’s shoulder 😭😭😭😭😭

- deathly entertained over mr philip double. what’s wrong with him

- HE PUNBCHED HIM

- LOL LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

- WAIT THEYRE HAVING A BREAK UP IN EPISODE 2?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

- IT’S BEEN TEN MINUTES SINCE THE EPISODE STARTED 😭😭😭😭

- this actress is really good?? earlier while it was unconfirmed i thought that the girlfriend’s acting kinda sucks, very saccharine and fake, and now that she ‘dropped all pretenses’ the acting went up a notch. wow… they’re too good at acting that they can act as if they’re bad at acting…..

- MOTHER

- I’M SAD SHE PROBABLY DIES THIS EPISODE BC. MOTHER

- if u caught me replaying 13:05 for hours do NOT say anything

- “idiot! why did you follow me!?” “i was worrieddddd 😭😭(Ｔ＿Ｔ)” I LOVE HERRRRRR

- mother swallow me whole instead 😔💔💔 men aint shit

- philip rolling in with a lecture i bet…they must have done this break up - get back together routine for quite a while now

- shotaro’s 🙁🧍🧍 has me giggling 😭😭 he’s so contrite…. Dw you did your best

- “why did you hit me?” *holds out hand* there’s a specific feeling i have for this scene. i feel it a lot for tokusatsu. i will draw it eventually

- shotaro you’re so stupid /pos

- THEGDJESHHS THEY CALL EACH OTHER AIBOU??!?!:!!.!.!.!.!! WAOW

- i wonder what the puns for their names are

- OH MY GOD THEIR ARMS FORM A W HAHAHAHAHAHA

- does he just faint. i think it’s funny that they just make him faint. a princess….

- GIGGLING WAY TOO HARD AT PHILIP’S ACTOR PROBABLY MASTERING HOW TO STUNT FALL THROUGHOUT THIS SERIES

- “what’s your special talent” “i know how to faint without getting injured”

- girl please dont wake him up what if they detransform 😭😭

- makes sense why they had build transform with the whackiest powers. w already got to the stereotypical ones

- just tossed him there. i guess philip’s also in the body so like. maybe it’s fine

- do they get better in syncing up their voices later in the series bc atm it sounds funny as hell

- is he naked 🙁 a little upsetting to see

- oh my god get a towel or something dude

- ass out in television??? what about the kids

- need his ass to go away faster

- hey are his dick and balls hanging too

- why the fuck is he typing in romaji 😭😭😭 this pretentious bitch 😭😭 englishaboo

- i cant get over it it’s literally so useless for jp and english speakers is it bc the typewriter he bought had english characters only 😭😭😭😭 making himself miserable for the aesthetic

- how i feel calling gentoku “gen-san”

- messed up his page…type that again sho-chan

- akiko I Love You

- philip at the back simply amazed. i love you too son

#silly thoughts #kamen rider w #kr w episode recaps

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autisticlancemcclain · 2 years ago

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fic rec friday 47

hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

Damnit, Pidge by spirkylurkey

Pidge has some top-secret-classified-don't-tell-Keith-info that she accidentally lets slip to, you guessed it, Keith. Lance is an embarrassed mess. Keith isn't faring much better, to be honest.

this one made me LAUGH the way that this all pidge's fault and she's literally like. well. you shouldn't be so gay then. and she's right!! they're so dumb i love them

2. Operation: Faking It by @writeonclara

“What the hell, guys?” Pidge squawked, wrestling away from Matt. “Why are you pretending to be a couple?” Or: Matt and Lance pretend to be a couple because Shiro and Keith are clueless as hell.

do you guys remember shatt?? i remember shatt. adashi will always have my heart but shatt will literally always be funny bc ofc thats ur fic name. anyways. this fic is mostly klance but the entire concept is just so ridiculously goofy that u have to laugh. do you like lance and matt? do you like fake relationship to real relationship? do you like inverted tropes? do you like pining? do you like comedic jealousy? then this fic is well and truly for you because it has all that and more

3. all's well that ends well to end up with you by @coruscatingcatastrophe

Keith's jacket gets ruined, so Lance decides to be a good Samaritan and give him his. This is the beginning of the end.

megan's fic literally make me want to eat cement i'm so serious. i've read and been obsessed with TONS of her stuff but this one???? this fucking one???? oh god the slowburn kills me. the blossoming realisation that oh god we've been dating this whole time huh. the CHIVALRY...............a romance novel in the truest of senses and i am going to fry

4. as long as it won't separate you from me (i'll be fine) by @coruscatingcatastrophe

A little intrigued—not that she’d ever admit it—Pidge begins to climb the stairs. But before she even reaches halfway, the door—slams shut. All on its own, or so it seems. Pidge pauses, brows creasing in confusion, as she turns to look down at her dog. “Did you see that?” she asks. Peculiarly, she notes that Bae Bae’s fur is bristled, and he growls at the door before barking twice. That’s weird. Bae Bae never growls. Turning back to the door, Pidge feels unsettled, but she tells herself not to jump to ridiculous conclusions. There’s a logical explanation for everything. Maybe there was a gust of wind from the air conditioner, or the doorframe isn’t level. Whatever it is, she’s going to figure it out. - Or, a Beetlejuice au (kind of). Pidge isn't a fan of her new house, Lance and Keith are the ghosts haunting her attic, and together they hatch a plot to convince Shiro and Adam to skedaddle out of the house. There may be demon summoning involved. But seriously, Adam. Getting your hair set on fire really isn't that bad.

HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!!! ive been thinking about this fic all october and finally let myself reread it. ive never loved beetlejuice more than when i read this. it's so fun!! so interesting!! pidge gets a chance to shine!! klance are so!!! the way it had the story of beetlejuice but adapted well!! im!!

5. never thought i'd see the day in my life by @coruscatingcatastrophe

But Keith has somehow gone even paler in the short amount of time he’s been at the table, and he shakes his head. “No, something is . . .” His gaze flickers back to Lance, and he’s startled to find that Keith’s eyes are purple. They’ve got to be contacts. Ridiculous. As if the mullet and gloves and personality weren’t enough. Keith pushes away from the table abruptly, looking incredibly put-off now. “I, uh—gotta go,” he mutters, before angrily gathering up the backpack he’d dropped into the chair next to him and storming out of the cafeteria. “Huh,” Hunk says. “Well, that introduction could have gone a bit better. Don’t take it personally though; sometimes Keith’s just like that.” - Or, a Twilight au starring Lance as Bella, Keith as Edward, and the rest of the Voltron gang as themselves. Lance is insufferable, Keith is awkwardly trying to figure out why Lance is the way he is, and along the way they fall in love, or something. It's probably, definitely the best love story since Twilight itself.

now ive never read twilight and i refuse to on principle. but i didn't find this one creepy and instead it was super fun and dweeby and lance is indeed a ray of sunshine, thank you megan for noticing, and it turns out when the story isn't a hetero mormon wet dream it's actually a good time!!

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

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ivy-diaries · 1 year ago

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‎ ⁎ ‎ ‎ 𓍼 ‎ ‎ ๋ ‎ ◜ &.&. THE IVY INCIDENT S1 ep #2◞ ‎ ... ‎ ‎

˒ wc! 3k

˒ starring! Ivy Kang , Yeonjun Choi

˒ taglist! @stealanity @alixnsuperstxr @riikiblr @skz-libby @escapetheash (lmk if you wanna be added)

˒ desc! on this episode of "The Ivy Incident" ivy welcomes her husband, TXT'S Yeonjun as the first guest of the season where they talk about their relationship, wedding and much more!

The Ivy incident intro plays and ivy is once again seated in the same place as last episode but this time, the camera is just showing her instead of the whole setting. Ivy smiles and leans in so the mic can catch her voice nice and sound.

“Hey guys!! welcome or welcome back to the Ivy incident! if you didn't know already this is a podcast where I invite my friends and close people to come on and just have a good chat for sometime! if you guys haven't done all the basics about adding this pod to your favorites and giving it a review of your choice, do it right now and putting all of that aside, let's begin!” she grins, claps her hands together and looks at the camera. The grin is somewhat a naughty one. not the kind you think… get your mind off the gutter!

She chuckles and continues, “last week for our first episode, we had no guest and it was just me and Diane in the studio by ourselves but today, we have a very exciting and probably the most requested one after I asked who I should invite here. and probably I should mention this too, this person was the most excited to be here too!” There's a deep chuckle heard in the background and Ivy looks off camera and smiles.

“So without further ado, let's have the first guest of the season introduce themselves!” she adds on and the camera pans out and TXT's Yeonjun comes into frame with an identical mic set up as ivy. He chuckles before speaking, “hi everyone. this is tomorrow by together's yeonjun or in this scenario jen's husband and just like she mentioned, im very excited to be here”

A few claps are heard behind the camera, probably from the couple's staff members and the couple start laughing at that. “Thank you so much for that guys, we're honored to have that kind of a welcome” she laughs and the scene cuts to a small video of yeonjun just to introduce him and a small snippet of ivy and yeonjun’s wedding video.

“So! how does it feel to be here finally? and how have you been? update us on recent life happenings!” Ivy asks her husband and smiles lovingly at him as he stares at her with the same if not more affection than her stare.

“So the first and obvious thing is that I got married to my beautiful wife and yes, married life is so great! And other than that, we’re preparing for a comeback as a group and for a tour if i can say that yet… and that has been hectic but it's fun to be back with the boys after a while.” he answers ivy with a smile.

She smiles in return, “That's so nice to hear! Although it's not fun to watch you come home late and tired, it's nice to hear you're having fun with the guys! So we got a lot of questions from moas, soleils and the viewers of this pod who have subscribed to the email newsletter. There were a lot of repeated questions, I heard.. So we’re gonna do the ones that were frequently asked! Are you ready to begin this husband?” she asks him and smiles at him (for the millionth time)

“Yup! I was born ready! Also, I love it when you call me your husband if I'm being honest.” he answers and gives her a lovesick smile which makes her giggle in return.

“Okay! First question! This is too funny to not read it verbatim oh my god! It says, What was the man's first impression of Ivy? “ ivy reads it and laughs

“Not the yeonjun slander again oh my god” yeonjun says and laughs with her but stops laughing eventually to answer the question

“I think at first, I was just intimidated by her sheer talent and the fact that she was a senior. Like if we go back to the beginning and before we both met each other, she had already established a name for herself at what? The age of 14, 15? To think of it now is pure insanity! Wait.. i think i’ve gone off topic here, but yea, to me she was a cool senior and even though she was younger than me, she was the most talented person i’d ever seen. When I saw her on that monthly evaluation, I still remember the date by the way, I fell in love instantly. The way she carried herself was and is still mind blowing to me.” he concludes after yapping for a bit.

Ivy looks starstruck at his explanation and chuckles. “I knew you’d have stuff to say but I didn't know you’d say so much! And for the record, I do too remember the date of the day we first saw each other and actually it's more memorable because i had bought my polaroid camera with me that day and a few of the trainees asked me if they could take a picture with me and he was one of them and with him, we took two pictures and i took one polaroid with me and he took one with him. Mine is still in my photobook!” She tells the camera her side of the story and a few awws are heard from behind the camera and the couple just laugh.

“Okay, so I will read the next question! Who said "I love you" first? Oohh okay a classic question” yeonjun reads it off and looks at ivy

“He did. Although I felt that I loved him, it took me quite some time to say it out loud.. He said it to me when we were “cooking” ” she air quotes it and laughs “we were making a mess literally. And then we were suddenly slow dancing and then we started giggling and then through the giggles he suddenly goes oh my god i love you and i freeze. And then he realizes he's said it out loud and then he freezes but he’s quick to recover. He gives me a smile and says like it’s very true but like you don’t have to say it back just cause i've said it now.. Take your time and stuff and all of this is not going into my head” she laughs “it's just going in one ear and off the other. But like it took me a few more months to muster up the courage and finally say it. And when i did, he cried” yeonjun laughs at her words recounting the scene in his head

The couple take a few moments to recover and then they're back with the third question. “Ooh this one’s a little spicy “Have you guys ever been caught in the act? What was your guys’ reaction?” ” she reads it out and looks at her husband.

They hold eye contact for a good 5 seconds before bursting out laughing. “Poor beomgyu has seen stuff way more times than he should've '' she says.

“But like yeah.. Like all couples, we’ve been caught doing some stuff a few times.. I mean thank god not in the middle of the act but like we’ve been caught by beomgyu i think thrice? And once by my mum and thankfully that's it.. I don’t wanna explain this any more than that since we have a lot of young viewers'' Ivy laughs before concluding

“Ok! Fourth question? “how did all your friends react when you told them you were engaged?” That is a great question cause we have footage for all of these! I filmed it and stay tuned for it guys, the wedding series will be posted soon! It's just that I'm having a hard time editing and working at the same time so I don't know how long it’ll take but I’ll try my best to finish them asap! But anyways back to the question..”

“Okay for starters, they were really happy but they were all really reactions” yeonjun says and Ivy laughs remembering them.

“To start with the boys, they were all very happy for us and you know since they’ve been with us ever since we started dating, they know everything that went down, they kept saying that we really belonged to each other and made each other the better version of ourselves. It was really nice to hear it actually” ivy says and yeonjun nods agreeing.

“To say I received threats from all of her friends is an understatement. And to make matters worse, they're my friends too.” Ivy laughs at his words.

“The pandora girlies were mostly really happy for us although some of them pretended to have a sob party over this” ivy laughs.

“Lua, obviously, was very sweet about it, she congratulated us and wished us the best as always.. Jeongie however, was the one we were all looking out for you know, since i’ve known her for a pretty long time, and as i expected, she teared up making a few of us tear up as well.” she laughs at the memory.

“The funny thing is, me and her were like hugging each other and crying and like that was it, and the next day i hear beomgyu going like “yeonjun hyung is gonna sleep with both eyes open cuz he made jeongie cry” and the even funny part is enha didn't even know why she cried but was like “hyung what did you do” and the whole time i was just on the floor laughing” ivy laughs.

“My misery is so funny isn't it?” yeonjun asks and laughs “oh that wasn't even the bad ones, just you wait” he says looking directly into the camera making everyone laugh.

“Rin went absolutely wild. She was jumping, screaming one second and the next she was like all serious and was like “omg what would happen to your careers and stuff” and we had to remind her that like the public would not be mad if we got married but would absolutely come for our throats if we didn’t and then she was back to being unhinged and took like a million pictures of my ring in a million different angles.” ivy laughed and showed the camera her ring

“Can i just tell you how offended she got because i didn’t ask her for jens hand and like her opinion of the ring? She was out for my throat. And at one point she tried to drunk fight me.. Like actually throw hands and i'm not gonna like i was terrified” yeonjun says making everyone laugh

“She threw me a party for like my promotion to fiance from girlfriend where she was just asking me every single detail of the proposal” ivy laughs

“Inka had almost the same reaction, she pushed me away to give jen a hug, again, threatened me with a "if you hurt her i'll kill you" look but to my surprise, by the end of it, she teared up and like genuinely congratulated us” yeonjun says smiling

“The others were all really happy and like gave us the biggest hugs and like you could tell they were all really happy for us by their reactions.” Ivy says.

“Okay, next question, what is this the fifth question? “Who first brought up the option of marriage? Was it an easy topic?” that's a great question”

“Hmmm… the first time I think we ever brought up marriage was when we were stuck in lockdown together and had nothing better to do..” ivy laughs “we had both agreed we were not ready yet and would wait a year or two more to even get engaged and that timeline worked perfectly i guess.. But surprisingly every now and then I get a few comments from people that I got married too young? I mean relatively i am young but i was not too young when i got married so i don't really understand their point” ivy says and yeonjun nods.

“Next question, this question is really interesting “What made Ivy and and yeonjun realize that they're in love with each other and what was their big 'oh I want to marry this person' moment???” ” ivy reads of the question

“Okay i’ll go first.. I think my big moment was, this is kinda bad if i say it out loud oh my god” yeonjun laughs but continues nonetheless and ivy just gives him a raised eyebrow

“This was on our second anniversary.. I had big plans for us not gonna lie.. Even if I think about it now, the eighteen year old me had some rizz.. So naturally I was very excited, but when I went to pick Jen up, she was as sick as sick could get. She was throwing up and stuff and I could not just stand there and watch it happen. I threw off my blazer - yes I wore a blazer.. I spent the night taking care of her and I actually liked it.. Like it made me realize that I'd give up on anything to make sure she was okay and I think that's when I realized I wanted to spend my life with her” he concludes with a soft smile.

Ivy is seen with a smile and glossy eyes and she laughs when a few staff point it out. “I know this because he mentioned it when he was drunk once and I sobbed over it. But it never fails to make me tear up. Uhm.. it's kinda funny because my realization is the morning after this” ivy laughs as she dabs her eyes with a tissue her husband handed her.

“I woke up the next morning and was obviously a lot better and just saw him on the side of my bed sitting on a stool sleeping.. And like for a moment i was very surprised and then it hit me that like i was sick on our anniversary and had ruined it… but when i looked around, i realized that he had taken care of me and i don't know how to describe this feeling but i was very grateful that he had done that for me and it was only after he left my place that day and after my schedules, i realized that i actually hated living alone and not coming home knowing he’d be there waiting or he’d come home to me as well.. Does that make any sense? We wouldn't live together for two more years but still.." Ivy says and turns to yeonjun and gives him a loving smile.

“Seventh question! “Have you guys ever thought of having a family?” oohhh” yeonjun reads it and looks at ivy

“We have but not anytime soon…. I’d love to have a family one day but not now because truthfully i think we’re both doing really well career wise and we have a few more things we want to accomplish before you know, taking it slow and have a baby.. Plus, we’ve talked about it and we don't want to raise our child in the city because as much as i love the city vibes, it’s not my ideal place to start a family if it makes any sense” ivy replies

“Everything Jen said and like at the end of the day, it’s her body and just like Rachel Green said, no uterus no opinion.” yeonjun says and the staff bursts laughing.

“Third to last question!! “Who cooks and who washes the dishes?” these questions are freaking everywhere omg” ivy laughs

“Well it depends on who gets home first! If I get home first, I cook or if he does, he cooks! It's simple in the choi household!” ivy smiles

“Second to last! “Who's the closest to their in-laws?” That is a good question isn't it?” yeonjun says.

“Well we’re both very close to each other’s families so I wouldn't really compare who's closer.. But jun is very close to my brother cuz they're the same age and they match each others vibes and i’m pretty close to his mother and i'm so thankful for this but like she makes me vegetarian friendly dishes of like actual korean dishes so i can eat them too and it's soo sweet of her and i love her for it” she says giving the camera a hand heart knowing her mother-in-law watches her videos.

“Last question “what were your vows? And how was your wedding day” oh no..” ivy laughs as she reads the question.

“Okay we’re not gonna answer this right now because we have a video of it but we’ll give you like little insights of it” she says

“I wrote stuff about our past and what we promised each other when we were young.. I mean we were and still are pretty young but we were just kids when we started dating. I mean she was 16, I was 17… and I mean we are still just 24 and 25 but we were literally just kids when we met and we had so many dreams and things we wanted to achieve individually and together and I think we are doing pretty fine compared to what we started..” yeonjun says smiling

“I mean it was really emotional and we made almost everyone cry hearing it and we still cried looking at the video when we got it back from our photographer.. I’d say we had a pretty normal wedding for people who work in this industry. Because we had like a few ceremonies” ivy laughs

“The first, we had it in Paris where we had a little private wedding and then we came back to korea and had, not a wedding but we had like a reception or a large dinner party you could say because most of our friends and jun’s family lives in korea. And then we had our final ceremony in the US because most of my family lives there. The one in Korea was somewhat public but the other two were not and I'm really thankful for it if I'm being honest. Because we know how some people are from just seeing airport footage of idols these days. So like I was saying.. Am I yapping now?” Ivy asked and it made yeonjun laugh.

“No no you're fine go on” yeonjun laughs

“As I was saying.. We had a really fun time at our wedding! Our vows were really emotional as we were saying in the beginning. I’ll try and tell you guys what they were because i don't think we have them right now” ivy looks at her husband and he nods in agreement.

“So yea I guess that answers the question.. I don't even know what I said.. I think i was yapping mostly so im very sorry for that” she laughs

“But that concludes today’s episode!” yeonjun groans at her words “he doesn’t wanna go home.. But please tell us your thoughts about how you felt today!” ivy laughs

“I had soo much fun today.. I mean I always have the best time when you're around so this was the usual.. Okay okay i’ll stop flirting!” he laughs as ivy threatens to throw a pillow at him. “As I was saying, I had soo much fun and I hope I can come back one day! Thank you so much for having me here and this has been tomorrow by together’s yeonjun so far! Thank you!” he says and everyone claps

“That's it for this episode and I hope you guys enjoyed today where i had a great time talking with yeonjun and stay tuned for the upcoming episodes and this has been ivy so far and thank you for listening to the ivy incident! Have a great day or good night!! Byee!!” Ivy and yeonjun wave and the outro plays with clips of Ivy being cute throughout the episode.

˒ priya talks! the edit of the cover is not mine!! credits to the creator and pinterest where I found it!! if you've read this far, cuz this is pretty long, reblog with a 🧸!! let me know who you guys want to see next on the episode!! love ya!!

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SUNSET PART 2

Or a pretty bad doctor

Clarisse La Rue x Cassandra De Young (oc! Apollo's kid)

Summary: Clarisse is going to colect her dept, by treating her wounds with a very bad doctor. Or the one when Clarisse likes to taunt people.

Warnings: that time when you actually stop to think about your own life, mentions (one) of blood, confident Clarisse (she likes to taunt pretty girls, even when they are bad doctors)

(We actually get a clarisse pov today!)

Part 1 is here!

There were exactly seven demigods in the Apollo's cabin this afternoon.

An absurdly low number for a summer everyday, but considering im early, this must be common.

I've never seen camp so empty, its feels like another reality if im being honest, nobody saw when me and Clarisse walked in togheter, nor when she walked with me to the front of my cabin, and dropped the suitcases on the grass and started to walk towards her own cabin.

"Hey Clarisse! ....thank you! I wouldnt have made it withou-" she turned her head to me

"You owe me, dont forget that."

Like she would allow me to, why children of Ares got no patience? Or like, actually willingness to be sociable? They cant act like that with everybody, can they?

This was the first time i actually got space in this cabin, as well as the first time i could pick my own bed and place all my things calmly, is this how castor and pollux live everyday? Lucky them.

I mean, i love my siblings, but we are too many to such limited space.

And as much as that does leads us to somewhat funny situations, we are still too many, with too few bathrooms and mirrors.

Being like this allowed us to breathe, and think slowly, as if a person who lived his whole life in the busy city moved to a town who was mostly farm.

And that was when i started to miss the mess my siblings made when we were all togheter, when i actually had time to stop and think.

I cant even imagine the things my grandpa is saying about me, how he must be trying to poison the family against ourselves, he does that even when the smallest things dont go his way, and right now, the whole family must think of me as if i am Queen Mary I, and they are the protestants im trying to burn alive.

I didnt go to dinner that night, nor to the campfire, i wouldnt manage to eat without feeling dizzy after, and i was sure i was not in the mood for singing that night.

I just showered, put my pajamas on, grabbed a book, layed on my bed and hoped that time ran faster.

Coming to camp earlier had its benefits, at least to me, pick the bed, be aware of any new faces earlier, train more (with people who could actually be named opponents, wich just meant they had better sense of combat than a inflatable doll from a gas station) and of course, run away from insufferable family members who i had to face for nine months, to see more insfferable family members who i'll still have to face for three months.

Funny.

I just wouldnt expect to see her there too.

She always likes to spend some days of her rich girl summer life in her family's yatch, or shopping..not that i keep track of her life, i know very little, but i do know that she likes to get to camp when its already messy, people all around, shooting arrows, swimming, painting, fighting, singing and all, but this year she was here early and with a strange look on her face.

It was just..weird.

I didnt felt right.

But what surprised me the most was she asking for my help, and being in dept with me.

She didnt even looked at me in a normal day.

I think there is something to do with her family, they look at me, almost always with a ugly face, and then they keep her away from me.

So, she speaking to me was a surprise.

But to be honest, if i hadnt saw her earlier, i wouldnt even know she was here, i mean, she didnt left her cabin all...not that i kept track of that, but still, unsual, especially for a Apollo kid, they always love to be out and about under the sun.

But then, the whole afternoon? Nothing

Dinner? Nothing

Campfire? Nothing

At night when i went to practice a bit more with my sword? Nothing

She better not have run away, because she is still in dept with me, and im going to collect it right now.

It was late, but the cabin still had a small light coming from inside.

Strange, all of the cabins had their lights out, they were sleeping.

I knocked on the door, waited and knocked again, after a few seconds a sleepy Cassandra oppened the door, rubbing her eyes and taking a few seconds to realize what was happening.

Then she looked down, and saw me holding my own arm to stop the blood.

"Already?" She looked at me again, and started to tie her hair up, it always amazed me how in every situation she was her.

If people didnt knew she was a demigodess, they would probably think she never even stepped in earth ground, that she never had to share, or suffered any problems at all, her family raised her to be little miss perfect, and little miss perfect she was, even when what she was wearing looked like it came straight out of a beach party, she made it look like designer clothes, she looked expensive, always.

"You said whenever, today is whenever too" i said, walking in when she stepped aside to give me space to enter. "Wait, where are your siblings?"

"We were only in seven today, and since the camp is empty, they are probably sleeping with their friends, or boyfriend and girlfriends." She looked around, probably for a first aid kid.

"What about you? Nobody invited little miss magazine cover for a sleepover?" She grabs a kit and sits at one bed, starring at me...oh right, i sit down by her side.

"Im not in the mood for that tonight, Clarisse"

"Based of the fact you are still fully d-"

She stomped her feet on the ground

"Do you always have to be like this? Thats why my family wont let me talk to you! Im not in the mood for jokes, for sleepovers and specially for us to keep stinging each other" she oppened a little alcohol bottle, to clean the wounds i think.

"Oh they wont let you? so you wanted to? That-AH WHY?" I screamed when she just poured the alcohol straight into the cut

"Okay that didnt hurt....a lot, youre being dramatic, also, enough of that talk" she said while cleaning my cuts with a piece of cotton. "Now, we dont have nectar or ambrosia in here, and going to the infirmary is to risky..but you have small cuts, i think this will do....dontfinditweird... please"

"Why would i find it weir-" i was cut mid sentence by her giving a small kiss in my arm, and starting to bandage me right away, though i did saw some of my cuts getting better. "Im sorry, you do that since when?"

"Its..been a time, i just never used it because, you know, going around kissing random demigod's wounds would be, weird and unhygienic" she holded a finger up, and then a second, as if counting the reasons. "But hey, you are all set, and you should go, before anyone notices the lights on"

"Hey they were on before i even came in" i got up, and so did she, gathering all the used stuff and throwing them in the bin by the side of the bed.

"True, i was reading before, and fell asleep...i guess thank you... in a certain way, if you hadnt came here they would stay on the whole night and the chance of my siblings getting caught being out of the cabin was huge.." i looked around, "The song of Achilles" was it was half open on one of the beds.

"Greek myth retelling?" I ask walking towards the door, she just hums in agreement.

"A pretty good book, you should try to read it...i dont know if you like books very much but.. yeah"

"Maybe, tell me when you finish it, ill see if im in the mood for it" i open the door and put a step outside, but before i trully left i said "You are a pretty bad doctor, you know? Not even treating all the wounds, my lips are also cut" i watched her face go from confusion to realization in a second

"Clarisse! you-"

I slammed the door.

#lesbian #fanfic #clarisse pjo #clarisse la rue #pjo series #pjo tv show #clarisse la rue x oc

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