#just like o shit have I been using the wrong pronouns?? and me being like NO UR GOOD UR SO SWEET THOUGH

[sandpapersnowman]

anyway though I saw my coworker and met her new adopted kid today and when my coworker hugged me she said "heyyy, girlfriend!" and the new kid was immediately like ? she doesn't look like a girl?

and instead of being weird about it my coworker went "no, she doesn't, does she!" and he proceeded to spend their whole appointment hanging out with me to let me know I'm pretty and "your face looks like a girl but your hair looks like a boy"

like 😭💖💖💖💖

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Cod Characters General Dating Headcanons (part two)

+ Random and Some bits of Chubby Fem S/O Headcanons with mentions of different nationality S/O

+ What type of BF/GF they would be

Including Valeria Garza, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Nikolai Belinski

+ Some Poly! Farah x Reader x Alex Headcanons

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Fem terms and pronouns like she/her are used for the reader

ꕥ HOPE YOU ENJOY! ꕥ

My rules for requests and characters I can write for

Please comment if you want to be added to the taglist, the next part or cod content alone. I also have content for TLOU and Resident Evil, so please specify.

Taglist: @marshmallowinamess

A/n: Hi lovelies! It's me again Lia, currently working on this one while I haven't even posted the other yet because I wanna post early and I love Valeria. Y'all don't got shit on me, I'm writing this shit while I'm in class AHAHAHA. Btw more Resident Evil content soon...

Disclaimers/warnings: Typical Cod things, OOC characters???, Unrealistic, Some suggestive themes and language, I'm so sorry but English is not my first language so please don't come after me. Most of the content I've seen are on TikTok and Tumblr I don't actually play the game but I love the characters so much, same with any other content I have for other video games.

Tiny sidenote: the reader in this has been describe to be shorter than the characters and has been mentioned to have a soft body rather than the muscular type.

Valeria Garza

ꕥ (Just saying, I'd let her step all over me)

ꕥ The El Sinombre falling in love? No shit she's... semi-normal??

ꕥ Black cat/Doberman girlfriend for sure. She's extremely protective and extremely terrifying when she wants to be. Scary dog privilege if you get it. (Occasionally it's funny to imagine her as a Chihuahua)

ꕥ Dates all kinds of women, body type and other things don't matter to her because she doesn't have a type. If you catch her attention then that's that.

ꕥ Loves spoiling you in everyway possible, just sit pretty for her and she'll take care of everything. Doesn't give a shit on the amount of money she spends on you, you want it? You got it.

ꕥ Loves it when you need her, it's one of the ways she feels loved and appreciated. Would never say it out loud but loves it whenever you show her your appreciation by doing manual labor.

ꕥ The idea of you being her pretty little housewife is sending her to heaven.

ꕥ Spanish pet names galore, culture is something of importance to her so will definitely teach you Spanish if she had the time.

ꕥ Would be interested learning about your culture as well because if you're gonna know about hers then she ought to know what to call you in your language. (Definitely not self-indulgent because I'm Filipina and I know she'd pronounce it somewhat correctly)

ꕥ Doesn't ever let you know about her cartel business. You can never know and she will never allow you to get ever get involved. You're too precious to her and god forbid anything will happen to you, she will destroy the world if she had to.

ꕥ She's more of a masc lesbian, she's the type who likes to be in charge in a "I'm the one who wears the pants in the relationship" way. She's very dominant.

ꕥ Doesn't ever even consider to be submissive, with the amount of shit she's been through. She can be vulnerable with you but in no way, shape or form could you ever top.

ꕥ You're an escape from the life she knew, it was peaceful with you. At first she wasn't used to it, definitely has reoccurring thoughts of something going wrong. You dying, getting kidnapped, falling into the hands of her enemies so constant reassurance.

ꕥ Would absolutely kill for you, no hesitation. The literally definitely of "I would burn this world for you", would absolutely deny it but you know otherwise.

Farah Karim

ꕥ Tabby cat coded girlfriend, she's down to earth and chill. She's that one neutral person everyone adores, she puts her best efforts into a relationship for sure.

ꕥ Has and will help you do your make-up all the time, doesn't matter whether you asked. She'll observe the specific way you do it and do it perfectly.

ꕥ Sweetest girlfriend ever, she has dominance tendencies but it's mainly because she's quite assertive and often makes the decisions. Can't help it, after all her field of work requires her to one up egotistic men.

ꕥ That being said, I think she's had some mild PTSD about how they treated her. Sure it made her tough and she didn't like to be bossed around (unlike angry Mexican man) but I like to think she keeps you out of it as much as possible.

ꕥ Chubby!Reader headcanon is that she literally would adore you, compliment anything and everything. Insecure? Not on her watch, she just makes you feel so loved.

ꕥ Most definitely has introduced you to Price (I feel like he's everyone's father figure except los vaqueros and characters he hasn't interacted with) and don't worry he's already looking after you as well.

ꕥ Poly! Farah x reader x Alex headcanons:

ꕥ You guys following whatever Farah says, towards relationship decisions anyway because you and Alex tend to be indecisive.

ꕥ Lot's of communication between the three of you even if it's just a small thing, consent is always key.

ꕥ Alex following his two wives around a lot, he's mostly behind you guys all the time.

ꕥ Farah is patient when it comes to a lot of things but especially you and Alex.

ꕥ You get head pats from both of them, Farah is in a more praising manner while Alex tends to be in a comforting manner.

ꕥ You cannot tell me these two won't be down to cuddle in any position because I know damn well they would be. More often it's just Alex wanting to be a little spoon.

Alex Keller

ꕥ Golden Retriever boyfriend FOR REAL. This man is the type of man to kneel down and clasp the strap of your shoe or heel when he notices it.

ꕥ You know when you pick up something near a corner of a table or underneath it? He's the type of boyfriend to subconsciously cover the edge or corner of that table so that if your head bumps into it then it wouldn't be as painful or even at all.

ꕥ Having said the first one, he also guides your head whenever getting into a vehicle because god forbid you actually hurt yourself. Not on his watch.

ꕥ Understands why you're insecure and definitely offers a lot of verbal reassurance.

ꕥ Is the type of boyfriend to say "Yes Ma'am" when you ask him to do something, doesn't matter whether it's a small thing or labor intensive. It's kinda become your guys' thing now since people take notice on it.

ꕥ Pouty kind of jealous? Not necessarily whiny but makes this sad upset face at you when jealous instead of something like Ghost or Valeria would do where they'd be glaring the person down jealous.

ꕥ Very thoughtful, he pays attention to what you want and what you need and knows the right timing.

ꕥ Forehead kiss giver, you cannot convince me this man doesn't love doing it. Especially when you're shorter than him, loves resting his chin on top of your head or burying his head in your neck.

ꕥ HATES seeing you uncomfortable, absolutely despises it. That's the last thing he wants you to feel when you're around him. Would understand if there's imminent danger around but it would literally being him back to life if you felt safe enough around him even if there was danger because you're confident in his capabilities to keep you safe.

Kate Laswell

ꕥ (LOVE THIS WOMAN, SHE'S FOR THE GIRLS BECAUSE IT'S CANON. ARGUE WITH THE WALL)

ꕥ She only ever let the TF141 and Nikolai meet you because of course she trusts them enough.

ꕥ They were like "So you're the infamous wife of Laswell huh?"

ꕥ Even before you were married, Kate called you her wife because she was ✨manifesting✨.

ꕥ She loves using it though, sometimes she'd be with coworkers and they'd invited her to go out to pub and drink but she'll refuse saying "Can't, my wife is waiting for me". She'd really rather just spend time with you anyway.

ꕥ Congrats, you made her quit smoking or at least she's trying to. She still does every once and a while when shit gets really bad but never around you because she knows that secondhand smoke is just as bad for you.

ꕥ She doesn't have a type when it comes to people so body is out of the question, if she feels a connection then she feels it.

ꕥ Anything and everything to keep you safe, if something were to happen to you, trust that she'll either get it down herself or if she can't then she'll turn to Price and Belinski for help.

ꕥ As much as possible, she keeps you away from everything. The job she has is just too dangerous and she can't risk you, not when you're one of the only good things in her life that keeps her happy.

ꕥ Definitely a workaholic, something as simple as asking her to eat or rest, maybe take a break. She'll do it, for you and because she knows you care for her.

ꕥ Doesn't half-ass anything, full effort when it comes to you especially when there's a special occasion between you two like holidays, birthdays and anniversaries.

ꕥ Also she loves making you laugh, more often with stories of her experiences with Price and also about how they met.

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

ꕥ (I CANNOT FIND A DECENT GIF OF THIS MAN FOR THE LIFE OF ME... Here's the credits to where I found the photo)

ꕥ Get this man a makeshift antenna, he would adore it. You made it for him because of his call sign.

ꕥ He sometimes wears it on missions but mostly keeps it so that it doesn't get damage because this man is definitely a horder, not in a bad way just anything you give to him is something worth keeping in his eyes.

ꕥ Gary definitely gives you handmade gifts back, when he knows you'll like something or even if it's at a random, he loves making them for you and he cried when he found out you kept those all in it's own box labeling it your treasures.

ꕥ Very shy and reluctant at first but once he's comfortable, he is tackling you for a hug when he gets the chance.

ꕥ Doesn't talk a lot, (it took me to Google when I saw that many people hc him communicating through BSL) but I like to think he does talk. It's just really selective, like a few words.

ꕥ The first time you heard his voice, you looked at him like "???". He looked at you confused at your reaction and he only realized it when you told him.

ꕥ Think that he'll try to learn sign language within your mother tongue you know, it's too cute not to think about.

ꕥ He gives off soft lover vibes, definitely far more on the gentle side compared to his comrades.

ꕥ Something in me tells me this man rambles but only and I mean only when he's already extremely comfortable around you, not used to using his voice much so expect a bit of stutter. Which by the way, he does this without knowing he's rambling and will profusely apologize with his tone of voice slowly getting more quiet. (This is your sign, comfort this man)

ꕥ Likes to crawl around and climb things for fun, another one of the reasons his call sign was formed. The first time Ghost genuinely screamed was when Roach was stuck on the side of the wall and Ghost saw him there. Kinda like when you see a roach climbing up a wall and it flies straight for you in your direction. (Happened to me by experience when I was taking a shower)

ꕥ He also likes crawling around, like this I mean. Hacker!Reader seeing this on the enemy's security camera while she tries to shut them off is just funny to me idk why.

ꕥ Chubby!Reader? Sign him the fuck up. You once sat down near him and he saw how you thought spread a bit and it was so close to his that he was just resisting the urge to touch. The voice in his head shamelessly thinking of what it would be like if you suffocated him with them.

ꕥ He loves peppering kisses, doesn't matter whether it's receiving or giving this man would straight up take your hands and use them to cup his face, his hands still being over yours and would with wait for you to kiss him or kiss you himself.

Nikolai Belinski

ꕥ (I have no clue how to write for nik but I'll try my best)

ꕥ We all know him and his jokes about his "wives" which by the way is not true and you know it.

ꕥ He's husband material however he is quite busy, not that he'd barely spend time with you but he is away a lot. There's an upside to this, he constantly calls you (Let's be real, he prefers calls over texts) just to check on how you're doing and he tells you when he's going to come home.

ꕥ Despite all his jokes, he'd never actually make fun of you. Sure he's sarcastic and talks to himself a lot but he'd never go as low as actually making an offensive joke to his lover.

ꕥ Speaking of joking, your laugh is music to this man's ears. Don't matter if you sound like a dying cat, he's still gonna make you laugh.

ꕥ Surprisingly really sweet, people are often surprised to see that man with a lover. He's very thoughtful in a sense that he's observant, sure he's quite absentminded when around you because that's the only space he's comfortable enough to do so but also because he likes listening to you.

ꕥ Does every safety measure in a helicopter possible if he knew you or Gaz would be in that helicopter, he also makes improvements to it and calls it Gaz-proofing because we all know how Garrick fell off a damn helicopter TWICE. (Idk how he does it, Gaz has some serious plot armor)

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#2 : SLUT CERTIFIED ! — eren yaeger

꒱ ➛ CHAPTER SYNOPSIS : the first taste of sluttry.

˚◞♡ who ?? : eren yaeger x black fem! reader

˚◞♡ word count : girl…don’t even ask i lost track </3

˚◞♡ chapter warnings : minors DO NOT interact, mentions of female anatomy, fem! reader using she/her pronouns, somewhat bimbo reader ??? mentions of major asshole connie, mentions of player! connie ꒱ i’m sorry ꒱ , use of profanity, oral penetration, body worship, loss of virginity, mentions of reader crying, pet names such as [ mama, baby, angel, love, pretty girl ] detailed, slow-paced smut, a little bit of a cliffhanger bc i LIVE for drama. ˚◞♡ author’s note : we back we back we backkkk !!! hello and welcome to the second chapter :) BUT FIRSTTT !!!! THANK YOU FOR THE POSITIVITY YOUVE GIVEN ME FOR THIS SERIES I LUV U ALL <33 i know i’ve been very absent and i know y’all have been WAITING. i am actually so sorry, but my mental health was calling my name :/ BUT WE ARE DOING BETTER !!! last but not least, excuse any errors, you guys r the best and i hope u enjoy 🤍 reblogs and interactions are always loved and earns u a smooch

eren stayed over that night. not out of fear of waking you, or to avoid alarming you with the sound of your door creaking open, but because he felt pitiful of himself. if he’d left, you’d know something was wrong. he’d rather be petty and silent than obvious and pissy. besides, if he would’ve left, he wouldn’t have been able to wake up to the smell of fresh eggs, grits, and french toast with a simple side of fruits to top it all off.

eren makes his way out of your guest bedroom, nose following the mouth watering scent of food that polluted the air in your home, “goodmorning, rennie,” he hears you announce, still stirring at a pot sitting on your kitchen stove. his eyes wander, looking at the two plates resting on the kitchen island, as well as the two seats that wait for you both to obtain them.

“morning.”

“someone’s grumpy,” you say, watching him untie the bun in his hair and shake it out as if he were a wet dog, “i made some breakfast…if you’re hungry. you don’t have to eat it..but, um..”

“do you have sugar?”

“what-“

“for the grits.”

you awkwardly laugh, a bit put off by his straightforward demeanor, but choosing not to look into it too much. after all, it was 6AM — a sunday too. you didn’t blame him for lacking a bit of a pep in his step.

“o-oh yeah. um, it’s in the pantry, at the top on the left.” eren’s mood was hard for you to abstruse. you couldn’t tell whether he was angry, sleepy, or just being plain old moody, but deep down you’d hoped it was anything other than the first.

“i thought you hated sugar on grits. last time i gave them to you, you said you would never eat my food again,” you jokingly refer, but he only shrugs like before.

“people change.”

you build the courage to start somewhat of a conversation. this was weird. it was like a stranger was just walking around your house. you could usually hear eren making noise before you in the mornings when he chose to stay the night ; showering early, blasting his playlist as loud as he can to wake you, having more of the zoomies than your hyper cat — but now, he just seemed so .. quiet. eerily quiet.

“so, what do you have planned for today?”

he shrugs, “don’t know.”

the answer was simple, but it seemed to have given you more of a worry than a relief, “well, it’s gonna’ be nice out today. i also saw a strawberry field i wanna’ see. ooh! okay so, we can get lunch, go pick the strawberries, and maybe get icecream afte –“

“i have some rules to add.”

rules? oh, rules. the rules you abruptly created out of fear after he’d made you cum with just the simple movement of his fingers, “okay, uh, great. what’d you wanna’ add?” you wait for him to answer, watching him practically inhale the food off of his plate that you’d just placed down only a few minutes ago.

“for starters, we aren’t a couple, so we aren’t doing couple shit,” he begins, and you immediately want him to retract that sentence. you didn’t know why hearing that gave you an intense pain in your heart, but you hated the feeling, “like holdin’ hands, goin’ on dates, etc.”

“but we – we always hold hands, ren.”

“yeah, but you’re with connie. i don’t think that’s appropriate now, do you?”

oh. using your own words against you. how mature of you, eren.

“no, no. you’re right. i um.. i guess i didn’t think about that one.” you couldn’t look at him. you were almost embarrassed to. not only had you been the reasoning for this tension, but you were the one who was behind the master plan. you were the one who asked him to do this. you were the one who blatantly said it was strictly educational.

you were the one who promised yourself you wouldn’t take it further than it needed to go.

eren was just playing the part.

“i’m gonna’ hold off on the nicknames outside of the bedroom too. don’t wanna’ make you uncomfortable so i should leave all that to your boyfriend, don���t you think?” your tongue runs across your lips, unsure exactly what to say. you had no reason to be upset, especially if you were trying to pursue a relationship with connie.

“heard me?” he asks, shoving the last bit of his food into his mouth.

“you’re being a dick.” his ears raise like a hound, a bit taken back by the authoritarian tone of your voice. eren sits and watches you begin to toss the used pots and pans in the sink, not bothering to wash them — which was nothing like you. you’re turned around, back facing him with your hands left to pick at your fingernails.

“how so?”

“you know, eren, i actually think you should get going. i have a lot of errands that i need to get done before our next session so..” eren clears his throat and doesn’t say much else. your words left a bad taste in your mouth and his — you feeling bad and him feeling worse. it wasn’t that you wanted him to leave. if anything, you wanted him to spend the whole day with you, but knowing that the simple physical tendencies were no longer present in your friendship would drive you crazy. you found comfort in one another — whether it was a touch of a hand or a pat on the back, there was nothing else in the world that could bring you the clarity your platonic love resinated.

but that was gone now.

“when you wanna’ start the next —“

“i’ll come over tonight after my last class. that way we can finish this and i’ll be out of your hair soon enough, like you want.” your demure smile said everything you needed to. eren could read you like a book. he’d obviously agitated you with his petty choice of words, but it didn’t make sense of why. you were the one who wanted rules to begin with, and as of right now, eren could already feel a lump beginning to swell in his throat, “alright then. just hit me when you need me,” he forces out, getting up to grab his things.

you don’t reply, you only watch him leave.

“love you.”

your silence was enough to make him head to the door quicker. he waits a moment by the exit, out of your sight, but sticking around to hear you say it back.

but you don’t.

in fact, you don’t say a single word, at least not until he leaves and is already inches away from your home, unable to hear the slight sorrow in your voice as you wipe away a small tear, “love you too, fuckin’ asshole ..”

after eren’s departure, the house was more silent than it was when he was here. yeah, you technically kicked him out, but if you knew the heartache you’d get from it, you easily would’ve chosen the silently petty route just like he did. you were left to contemplate bout what you could’ve said and done differently, what you could’ve accomplished if you’d just been more patient with him. but then again — eren was cold to you this morning. he seemed to have let his emotions get in the pathway, causing him too to make choices he wouldn’t usually make.

and that’s why you felt the need to see connie. the connie who was the root of of the argument that ruined your monring, the connie who you’d grown so fond of. he was also the same the connie who had showed up to your home rather later than expected though. when you texted him a few hours prior to your class ending, he’d said he could be at your doorstep in ten, but ten turned to twenty, and twenty turned into an hour.

and soon, that hour became three.

you assumed he’d probably gotten caught up at work again ; one of the main enemies in your relationship besides eren. his boss seemed to always be holding him back longer, regardless if his shift was scheduled to end hours prior. it made no sense, but like he always said, ‘more money i make, the more i get to treat you like the princess you are’ — but anyway, you couldn’t exactly hate him for it.

how else would he be able to buy you those cute little pandora charms and pretty mini skirts?

you’re drifted from your thoughts as a notification illuminates your screen and you happily skip toward the front entrance of your home without even having to check to see who it is. connie — standing tall at your doorstep with a pretty bouquet of roses resting in his arm. the diamonds in his studded earrings gleaming in your gaze. his hair was buzzed a bit lower than it was the last time you saw him — now dyed with hearted patterns all around.

he looked good, as always.

“hi, pretty girl,” he greets you cheerfully as if he hadn’t just showed up almost three and a half hours late. you sit there with your arms folded, giving him that same glare you always do when he did these things.

“i know i’m late, baby. i’m sorry! y’know how it is. i just got caught up —“

“at work.” he gives you a sad smile, pinching your cheek and puckering his lips for you to give him a kiss. of course you give in, allowing his lips to press against yours in a quick peck ; which eventually leads to him backing you into through your door and shutting it behind him. his lips felt different — swollen almost, like he’d been kissing someone prior.

“new lipgloss, huh? i like the taste.”

before it could get too heated, your manicured hands find their way to his chest, stopping him before he could move any further, “heyhey, not so fast mr. ‘m still kinda mad at you y’know,” you say, running a finger down his shirt all the way to the hem.

connie kisses his teeth, rolling his eyes a bit, “here the fuck we go again,” he walks away before you can even begin to voice the remainder of your frustration.

“don’t be like that. you’re the one who can’t seem to say no to your manager. you don’t have to work overtime every fucking time she asks, y’know.”

here we go again indeed. he’d only gotten here no less than ten minutes ago, and you both could already find yourselves wanting to be apart, “i have bills to pay. working overtime isn’t gonna’ kill anybody.”

“well it’s killing me! i barely see you anymore, con,” your lips form a frown, connie shaking his head in response.

“and what, that’s all my fault? you’re always at school, or studying, or playin’ footsies with eren every weekend. i should be the one doing all the scolding.”

your eyes widen, tears threatening to spill from them as you swallow deeply, “get out.”

damn, yn. second man you’ve kicked out today in a row. look at you doing god’s work.

“what?”

“i said get out. i don’t wanna’ see you.” you don’t even dare to look his way, too angered and confused to do so. connie doesn’t even try to put up a fight. he immediately starts to grab his keys, almost as if he were waiting for those words to leave your mouth.

“y’know what, cool. talk to me when you’re done with your little tantrum. i don’t have the patience for this shit today.” those last few words spit fire straight into your chest. his words hurt, but seeing him walk out of that door and slamming it behind him without a care in the world hurt worse. the only thing playing in your mind was the painful scene over and over again. the tears that you had managed to suppress earlier had begun to resurface, your vision becoming blurry and the lump in your throat swelling harder than it ever has.

connie had never spoken to you like that before — the lack of giving a fuck very present in his tone of voice. you felt horrible, and confused, and almost regretful about letting him into your home to begin with. this wasn’t the man who was treating to dinner on a rooftop after your hard day all those months ago, neither was this the man who gifted you not one, but two promise rings for your birthday, or the man who you couldn’t stop bragging to your mother about.

this was someone else.

there was a tear in your heart, and fighting this alone would only cut it further. it’s funny, it’s like even when you’re angry at eren you can’t help but to think of him. you can’t help but to vision how badly he would’ve beat connie’s tail if he heard the same words you did.

so, you decide to shamefully push your pride to the side, heading to eren’s earlier than expected — and of course, when you arrive at his doorstep with watery eyes and a puffy nose, his disgruntled expression softens within seconds. you didn’t have to say much, or anything at all really. the faint sounds of sniffles coming from you were explanatory enough. no matter what had happened this morning, or what might’ve been said and done — he was still your best friend. at the end of the day, seeing you smile was the only thing that really kept him going in this life. right or wrong, argument or not, he was there, and he always would be.

anytime, any place.

“you wanna’ tell me what, happened? hm,” his soft voice rumbles, a hand burying your face into the warmth of his chest as you let the tears fall and stain eren’s t-shirt, “it was him wasn’t it?”

the two of you hadn’t yet moved inside. you still stand in the middle of your doorway, rocking from side to side as you let eren ramble on with his theories, “hm? what’d he do to you?”

you cut him off, shaking your head from side to side as you wipe your face, “c-connie and i .. w-we had an argument .. “ you hiccup, incapable of even getting the words out. he knew that. that’s why he continues to comfort you, even with the rush of hearing the devil’s name leave your lips and the amount of anger surfacing to the shore in his mind, your waterworks are the most important right now.

but trust, if he could leave and beat connie’s ass to a pulp he would, but to abandon you in this state would be criminal.

“what’s been goin’ on?”

“it’s a long story.”

“i got all night, love.”

eren was right. he did in fact have all night, and you’d taken that opportunity to tell him everything — connie’s lack of attention, his inability to care, the amount of stupidity you’ve felt for the last few weeks ; he listens closely to every detail, only responding with minimal to no noise as connie clouds his consciousness. eren couldn’t fathom how someone as sweet, kind, and genuine as you could be put through such pain like this. all you’ve ever done is give and give and give, and knowing an insensitive bastard could fuck all of that up for you made his blood boil.

“i just don’t get it, y’know. i-i mean he was so sweet to me when i met him. always wanting to be around me, making the effort to see me — i just don’t know w-what changed,” you express, fingers swiping away the tears that stained your puffy cheeks and swollen doe eyes.

he expresses his concern with just a simple huff, chewing on his bottom lip as he waits for you to finish your sentence. eren knew the answer. it was as easy as two plus two, but explaining it to someone as attached to connie as you would be almost impossible to persuade you to believe the truth — which was that he was just no good for you. eren wished — no, he dreamt you didn’t see his constructive criticism as jealousy, but then again, it was easy to portray it that way.

“he’s always been this way, yn — inconsiderate. he’s just gotten better at keeping it hidden longer.”

eren was expecting some sort of defense to come out of your mouth, but you don’t give it to him. instead, you obtain the somber expression of gloom casting over your usual sunny skied face.

as much as he wanted to tell you the blatant truth, eren quickly remembered that the power of words were truly bigger than man, “look, y’know how i feel about the guy, but if you really truly want my advice — from a friend’s perspective, i say you start lookin’ out for you. i know you like him n’ all, but you gotta’ start caring about your well being more. he’s putting you through hell right now and he doesn’t even have the decency to check on you.”

you nod because, well, it was true. eren was completely in the right. it was always about connie and moving on his time, but in reality, a relationship can’t ever even begin to work when both parties aren’t putting forth the effort. like the famous truth, ‘if he wanted to, he would’ but that was the thing with connie. there was no sense of want in this relationship unless it was coming from you. it was a hard pill to swallow, but these past five months with him had been purely carried by your energy and your energy alone.

if anything, it was a miracle he’d been around this long.

“i just don’t understand what i did wrong ..”

his blood boils all over again, a sheer amount of red on his flushed ears as eren can already feel himself becoming angry for the second time tonight. wrong? what you did wrong? how dare he — how dare he make you think so poorly about yourself? was connie insane — seriously, eren had to genuinely think. a woman having to second guess herself in general was horrid, but you? the woman he’s carefully watched sprout into a vivid, forever blooming flower since the small age of 9? the same woman who deserved the world in the palm of her hands?

nah, no way.

“don’t piss me off. for real, don’t.”

“m’ not trying to .. just think maybe i —“

“you really wanna’ sit in front of me and speak ill on yourself like you aren’t one of the most beautiful women i’ve ever laid my eyes on? and m’ not even talkin’ just physically — fuck that. m’ talkin’ spiritually, mentally — you don’t even realize your worth, mama.”

you let out a mix of a laugh and a scoff, “you really think that about me?” eren dramatically throws his head back, and places his hand on his chest, causing you to smile for the first time in a few hours.

“think? you serious? i know what i’m saying. he’d be a fuckin’ imbecile to lose you.” you don’t dare to stop his tangent, especially after hearing what’s to come out of his mouth next, “you’re sweet, you’re intelligent, charismatic, and prettier than you’ll ever begin to know. you’re ...” he stops himself, picking at the black polish on his fingernails, “perfect.”

you both look at one another, both of your eyes meeting at the same point as your breathing patterns become unsteady, the thickness of the air starting to become rather suffocating. eren’s words were delivered with such ease, and it wasn’t even in his usual, corny smooth talking manner. you could tell how much he’d regretted letting that sentence exit his brain though. his head was held downward, a scene of his chest rising and falling as the regret began to evolve into worry.

“you’re so sweet to me. ‘like you have a crush on me or somethin’.” your joke flies right over your head, because well, you knew damn well that would be one of the craziest things reality could throw at you. eren on the other hand, only lets out a forced laugh, playfully shoving your arm.

“mmch. whatever, mutherfucker.”

once your laugh diles down, there’s a comfortable silence in the room before you clear your throat and address the elephant in the room — the elephant that's been sitting quietly in the corner but had been aggressively knocking at the door in your mind over and over again for the last ten hours.

“eren..”

he turns to you again, those pretty eyes finding their focus in yours, “hm?”

“i’m sorry about this morning .. i should’nt have y’know .. kicked you out.”

“nah, it’s nothin.’ i know we just gotta’ get used to this whole thing. i should’ve just respected your rul —“

“but i kissed you back last night,” you interject, “i just…reacted badly, and i- i didn’t know how to respond to that. we’ve never been ...”

“that close before.” you’re eyes meet his once he finishes your sentence for you. eren’s were low, but still pleading as if he was waiting for the next few words that were scheduled to leave your mouth any moment now. yours were reddened — probably from the enormous amount of tears you’d shed throughout the time of connie’s departure, but also from the fact that you hadn’t blinked in a few seconds, not wanting to miss a single second of the sight of him in front of you.

“i’m still curious, y’know … i haven’t been the best student, but i’m still willing to learn some more.”

“i’ll do whatever you want me to do. just say the word.” his mouth was held open long enough to catch flies, and his steady breaths were morphing into a soft hyperventilation. you don’t say a word. neither does he. you both just send each other that look — the same look that was shared when he was on his knees devouring you not too long ago.

you take usage in his words, “i … i want you to kiss me, eren.” you’re scared to move. not only because of the amount of anxiety running through your body right now, but from eren’s physical reaction. he looked like he’d seen a ghost.

“but last night you said –“

“i know what i said.”

he tilts his head, eyes not leaving your lips as the rush of kissing them begins to come back to him. he missed it. he missed it so much, and god, what he would give to feel them again, “lemme’ hear you again.”

“i-i want you to kiss me,” you repeat, and you take notice of the look on his face. his eyebrows were furrowed, nose almost as close to yours as it was the night before, “please kiss me, eren.”

“again,” he instructs, and you do. you keep repeating those words until his nose is brushing against yours, along with your foreheads pressed against one another’s — both too scared to find yourselves as desperate for each other as you were last night. eren hears your whispers, the sound of your sweet voice begging him to kiss you making his heart feel all the more swollen.

“can i?”

instead of answering his question with a sentence, you answer it with the thing you’d been wishing to do for the past twenty four hours — you kiss him, and you kiss him gently. your lips felt like dainty feathers tickling his own as your hands found their way to either side of his face. eren doesn’t question you, because he too was feeling the sparks flying over his head just like the first time. he still had his arms resting on the back of the couch, not yet touching you in fear of crossing the line — although, there were about to be many lines crossed tonight, that was only one many that he needed to be worrying about.

you want to feel him, you want him to feel you, and you start to whimper when you notice him pull away for a split second, but you go quiet when he pulls you into his lap by your waist. you fit so perfectly in his grasp, his hands firmly gripping your love handles while you try your best not to hunch your body against his.

but that was becoming impossible.

his cock was right underneath you, hard and clothed — his deep denim jeans poking at your ass as you sit. you hadn’t yet resumed kissing, but this was far more enjoyable. eren’s hands rest on your thighs and the moment he feels you drag your clothed cunt along his lap, he groans — loudly, too.

the shorts you had on were thin enough for eren to feel your folds rubbing on him, and your missing underwear underneath didn’t do him any justice. he was trying hard – so fucking hard not to completely forget that he needed to take his time with you. there was only one thing stopping eren from pulling his dick out and fucking up into you like his life depended on it, and that was the fact that you were new to all of this.

the same realizations from before boggle his mind again, “please tell me what you want from me, yn. you’re drivin’ me fuckin’ crazy right now.” ashamed, eren shuts his eyes at the sound of his own desperation, yet you were equally as desperate as he was. both of you were fighting the urge from tearing one another apart – your reasoning being the fear of feeling those butterflies tumble around in your tummy again. it was wrong. you weren’t supposed to get those around him. he was just eren – your longtime, bittersweet, lovable bestfriend. you shouldn’t have wanted him in this way.

but you did, and you still do. and there was nothing in sight that could change that.

“i want you inside me..”

that’s when you felt a thump underneath you. you lightly gasp, surprised at the feeling but also aroused. something kicks inside of you, and you kiss him — yet again. eren almost immediately gives in this time, refusing to feed into his hesitation as previous. the kiss is messy and the motion is quick, but your hips – oh those hips, were moving slowly.

“you have no clue what you do to me.”

you nip at his lips again, “show me. what do i do, eren?” you keep winding your hips as you continue to taunt him with your lust filled eyes. your back arches and your globes poke out just a bit, the middle of your shorts pushing against your clit, “i can feel you. you’re so hard.. i-is all of that from me?”

that last line most definitely was your confidence talking, and although those jitters were still present, the power of your body taking over you.

“hold on to me.”

eren abruptly starts to rise up, and with you in his arms, he carries you down the corridor to his bedroom, which is on the right. as soon as you proceed in, you notice the distinct smell of his musk and a tiny candle burning in the corner of his bookshelf. your back touches his black, satin sheets as he lays you on the bed, making you shudder due to their chilly temperature.

eren continues to place small kisses all over your legs. you hadn’t yet seen his face since he laid you down, given how eager he was for his lips to be on your skin again, he was practically swimming in your aura, “you are so beautiful …” he mumbles, kissing your calf and up to your ankle. eren then gathers both of your legs, pulling you forward enough to where your ass was hanging halfway off of the mattress as your upper half lays prettily before him.

there he is, on his knees for you yet again.

“i can’t believe it get to touch you like this,” you close your eyes feeling his lips press against the pudge just above your pussy, too easily flustered to even dare look at him, “in all of your glory … bare just for me to see.” his lashes bat in a daze, a breathy laugh leaving his lips when he sees your hips squirm under his contact. you were so worked up, such an easy button to push — but time, time is what this would take.

“e-eren, you’re teasing …”

“am i? or are you too nervous to tell me what you want so much that you’re willin’ to sit there and let me frustrate you like this?” his pixelated eyes hold a menacing glare with yours, but you’re too busy trying to fix your gaze upon anything other than him. the way he was taunting you during your first time was sickening, stimulatingly sickening.

“i want you …”

“what was that?”

“ ‘want you eren, fuck! just do something already!”

eren releases a chuckle and pats your thigh twice, “that’s my girl.” after he says this he wastes no more time diving in. eren starts off with a wife tongue lick to your cunt, beginning at your ass, then slowly licking his way up to your clit before wrapping both lips around the swollen area. he had yet to tie his hair back, so to your advantage, your hands run through his coffee locks. you pull and scratch, making him grumble against you with pleasure.

you hate to admit that you missed the glee you got from feeling him lick you. but something so wrong felt so fucking right. it didn’t help that eren was practically a god when it came to eating pussy. he was treating you as if you weren’t still new to the feeling, but you loved it. you craved it. you needed it.

“t-that feels so fuckin’ g-good, ren- ohh!” your hips move in sync with his mouth, rubbing your cunt against his face as he follows your path, “waitwait – oh fuck!” you’re losing it, and you’re starting to lose your patience along with that sanity. he was slurping, kissing, licking and penetrating your pussy with his tongue and he had no remorse while doing so.

“awe, baby, you’re so wet … all that from me?” he mocks your previous words with a smirk, and that’s when eren slips a finger in without warning, and to be honest, there was no need to. if anything, you needed to be warning him for the messy orgasm you were tiptoeing around, “you get so tight when i use my hands, don’t you? so cute .. think you’re bout’ to cum for me already.”

“yesss! yes, i wan’ cum. i wanna’ cu-f-fuck,” his fingers tickle your gummy walls along with the impact from the tip of his tongue flicking against your clit — creating the perfect combination for nothing but pure bliss, “don’t make me beg for it, angel. just let go for me. give me all of it ..” his encouragement was doing its damn thing — the knot in your belly starting to untie itself on eren’s behalf. your body begins to convulse, jolting around and twisting all the which of ways he hoped it would.

“b-baby .. eren … i’m fucking c-cummingugh – oh!” eren quickly intertwined his hand in yours as you squeeze his knuckles for support through your life changing orgasm. you were too busy making the flesh on his hand turn pale from how hard you were holding on to notice the pet name that casually came out of you.

“yeah .. yeah, let it go just like that ...”

as he says this, you start to panic when you feel the certain pressure of your bladder being full. his finger is still working your hole, not pulling away for anything or anyone — not even you. eren sees your small hands trying to pry his own away, but he simply stops you by restraining the same hand pushing him, “r-ren, i don’t- i don’t know what’s — please, oh my ..” you babble.

“i know, baby. i know.” he holds eye contact with you, feeling your walls begin to tighten around his fingers yet again. that’s when he moves faster, jabbing his finger in and smoothly adding another to completely rupture you. his hand was cramping, but he could take that on any day if it meant he’d be able to see you fall apart, “you’re there. you’re right there, you feel that?”

eren’s question not only earns a loud whine from you, but it finishes you off completely. so much so that you couldn’t even pronounce a single word. the only thing you could begin to make out was his name, and even then, it was just hoarse whines and sappy gibberish. you don’t see it, but he does. he sees it all — the spurts of your cum covering his hand, the way your chest rose and fell with each unsteady breath, your eyes looking into the back of your skull with your lips parted softly — you were fucking breathtaking.

“good fuckin’ girl,” eren huffs, dragging his fingers from out of your walls. as soon as he does, he gently pets your pussy, soothing the sore area with his hand as he uses the weight of one elbow to lean over and place kisses onto your temple. your body is still coming down from its peak, and your vision was still foggy — but you still needed him. you still craved his touch like you had a sweet tooth.

“you okay? didn’t hurt you did i?”

“n-no. more, ren, i just wan’ more …” your pleading eyes search for his lips, and once you find them, you inch closer by default. eren seals it for you, pressing his plumped ones onto your own. you feel the same fingers that were inside you creep up to your chin, then lips — trails of your wet essence lingering on your skin, “are you sure, yn?”

you bite your lower lip and nod slowly, running your hand up and down his bare chest, “ ‘m sure .. please — i wanna’ feel you.” there’s one more peck shared before he gets up. rising to his 6’4 frame, hovering over your resting body as his hands scramble to remove his belt. one loop after another, your heart rate induces, seeing the v-line that threatened to spill from his pants as he finally reaches the buttons on those suffocating jeans and you’re forced to finally take in his physique while you wait.

you knew eren was built. he always had been, but ever since he’d taken on the job as a mechanic, you could see him gradually grow stronger over time. all of that heavy lifting and damn near bending over backwards to fix outdated and damaged vehicles good as new was a tough job, but he made it look so easy. it wasn’t until now that you could actually get a good look at him. he’d abandoned that coltish, leaned look back in highschool, now carrying the weight of broad shoulders and a barrel chested front. you couldn’t help but to stare, especially with him having abs sharp enough to be a blade.

“stop eye-fuckin’ me. you’re making me nervous,” eren shyly grins as he continues to strip off his clothes. what you weren't anticipating was the sizable cock that was about to emerge from his black hannes boxers in a matter of seconds. you watch as eren’s thumbs gently pull the cloth of the waistband over the broad girth that sits inside of his underwear. when he’s finally freed, you can hear him lightly hiss, and his dick practically springs out like a door hinge against a wall. it was thick, inches galore, and hard as fuck by the looks of it. your eyes follow the blueish greenish veins petruding from the base of him all the way up to the rosey, strained tip. it looked so soft at the touch, so pent up, so … edible.

you watch as he moves over to his nightstand, snagging one of the condoms from it and ripping it open with his teeth. as soon as you see him lower his hands to his cock, you stop him, “can- can i put it on?” he pauses his movements, a bit taken back by your question but not exactly opposed to it — the thought of your soft hands coming into contact with his dick was a vision he’d give anything to see.

“yes-yeah, go for it,” he nods, handing it off, stepping closer into your vicinity to make it easier for you, “do you know how to put it o – aw .. f-fuck waitwaitwait -“ eren didn’t need to finish his sentence, because once your cold fingers wrapped around his base he was in heaven. your grasp was so light, but the feeling of your hand on him felt so heavy. it was taking everything he had not to cum from the act of your touch alone.

you, on the other hand, were in awe, taking the rubber in one hand, holding his frustrated dick in the other while you ease the material around his shape. eren let’s go of a small groan, throwing his head back as his belly pokes forward and back in at the pace of his breathing.

you were amazed.

“oh my god ..”

so amazed that you didn’t mean to say that aloud, “what? what’s wrong?”

“nothing .. you’re just … big.”

he shyly, and nervously laughs, “what, don’t think it’ll fit?” if you were speaking by just the looks of it — no, it didn’t look like it’d fit. you were a virgin for crying out loud, that thing looked like a fucking weapon.

“hmm, m’ a brave girl i’ll be fine. i promise. i would tell you if i wasn’t,” you ease. eren nods, looking down at you as you blink your pretty falsies up at him with a smile on your face, “now hurry before i dry out.”

he shakes his head and laughs at your attempt at humoring the mood, but that laugh fades once you spread your legs for him again. eren looks down at you, looking at your sprawled out figure in awe. you still had your shirt on. no bra, so simple to see your hardened nipples through your baby pink tee. you looked so pretty, so needy, and so ready to take him like this wasn’t your first time around.

“i know you’re excited, but please, yn, tell me if i’m making you uncomfortable or if m’ hurtin you. i don’t care if it’s the smallest touch, please. tell. me.”

“mkay.”

“yn, for real. if you aren’t comfortable, punch me or pinch me or someth —“ ”

the amount of concern in his tone humors you, giggling a bit as you say, “i know, eren. i said okay,” he gives you his eyes once more before beginning to climb on top of you, your thigh being skimmed by the tip of his cock as he places both of his arms on either side of your head. he’s so close now. not on his knees, or beside you, or somewhere in front of you — no, he was right here. face to face so much so that his shaky breaths trickle your nose as he tries his best to keep his breathing steady.

eren balances back on his knees as he grabs ahold of his cock, tugging at it a little so that precum coats his tip and fingers as lubricant. you were already wet, but he needed to make this somewhat easy — he had to, for your sake and his. hurting you just wasn’t something he had on his agenda. so he takes the extra mile to make sure — a glob of saliva falling from his mouth and onto his condom covered base as he strokes it.

“f-fuck …” he moans, swallowing as his thumb runs over the pumping vein just before his tip, and once he’s done prepping himself, he sits his cock directly onto your belly — the tip of it stopping just at your shimmery-pierced bellybutton. he shakes his head from side to side, gassed at the knowledge of knowing how deep he’d be inside of you, “ima’ slide it in, okay?”

you nod at his words, and when you do, you wrap your arms around his neck, “deep breaths. take deep breaths for me.” you hear him, and you do what he tells you, inhaling and exhaling as you feel eren’s cock sit right at your folds, “i’ll give you just the tip for right now, okay ..” a whine gets caught in your throat as he rubs himself in between them, your wetness making a pretty sound that fills his ears with lust. he even taps it on the surface a little bit, a small ‘pat pat’ — testing the waters, seeing just how arroused you’d gotten from him and only him.

“m’ gonna take care of you, i promise.”

“you always do, ren.”

he kisses your temple, then your cheek and nose, “you ready?”

your chest rises and falls with one last deep breath, your head falling back onto the pillow behind you, “ready.”

eren hears your consent and it slowly begins — the first attempt at easing himself past that first barrier with as much care as he could. your body flinches and you whince, and almost immediately eren starts to remove himself from your entrance, but you stop him, “ ‘m okay, ren, ‘m okay. just feels so ..”

“different?”

“yeah .. d-different,” he looks at you for approval again and you give it to him, your eyes dropping down to look in between your legs as you see that you still have so much more to go. this was just the tip, and even then, it still wasn’t all the way in. how difficult would it be to take the full thing? no matter how soft his strokes were or how painless he could try and make the process be, eren was huge — and with a curve too. you’d be lucky if you got out of this without a limp tomorrow morning.

“we can take it slow, okay? don’t strain yourself, just take me slow … ” when his palm touches the side of your face, his thumb brushing your bottom lip, you almost immediately feel a tiny bit of relief. you nod and you sense him once more, his tip piercing your skin and leaving a sting in its wake. it was a painful stretch, no doubt about it. out of every account you've heard of losing your virginity, you can infer that after this point, everything really just depended on that individual person. you’d heard mixed opinions, and you’d always assumed the worst. but honestly, in this moment, you could only come to the conclusion that it all depended on the sensual nature of you and your partner’s relationship.

yes, you were in pain, but you were so drawn to eren that you wanted to push through it. “a-aah- oh my— fuck!” your eyes are shut so tightly that you start to see white spots in the inside of your eyelids. you feel eren’s hand reach down to your clit, trying to steer the uncomfortable stretch away from you by rubbing small, kind circles repeatedly as you huff and let out strangled whines.

“you okay? you wan’ me to stop?”

you shake your head, “nonono — just .. h-hurts ren.” he feels your nails clawing at his forearms. you, on the other hand, not even realizing your fingers were leaving deep crescent marks on his flesh. he didn’t mind it though, not at all. in fact —

“bite me. scratch me — do whatever you need to do, baby ..” eren’s forehead was already beginning to perspire as he spoke, and his hips were carefully advancing to slowly deliver you every inch — although, he was rather heartbroken to witness your reactions, “i just need you to feel good.” your pain was almost too much for him, almost enough to make him want to call this whole thing off, but on your word, he continues. he continues to watch your every move as your eyes sit on the verge of watering whilst his cock softly splits you in half. you heed his advise, lifting your neck a little for you to bite down on his shoulder and leave marks in your wake.

he continues to guide himself in while his palm rests on the back of your head, pulling you in closer into his neck as he whispers into your ear, “just a little more to go, my love. you’re almost – shit – there.”

“r-ren … nnn – f-fuck!”

“i know, sweet girl. i know.”

he kisses you to divert your attention away while the stray tears on your face fall to your lips, the tang of salt hitting both of your taste buds. you push through the pain and let him give you a little bit more. before you bottle up your next set of cries — he’s fully in, and when he is, you can see the small bulge in your belly from his cock when you look down. eren patiently allows himself to sit deeply in your warmth, letting your whimpers simmer down as you become more and more used to the full feeling in your tummy, “there you go. nice n’ slow, let it sink in just l-like that …” your mouth is held open, and the only sounds that can be heard from you were small gasps of relief from finally getting the hard part over with.

“well would you look at that? you did it, s-see?” he shudders, mainly speaking to you, but also patting himself on the back for not cumming within the first ten seconds of being inside you.

“i-i did, didn’t i?” your hand hovers over the spot on your stomach, rubbing the area where you feel him most. he watches you closely, he too, stunned from reality hitting him right in the chest like a wrecking ball, “s-shit, eren … ‘s so deep.”

eren jeager was inside you.

and eren jaeger was about to fuck the shit out of you.

“does everything feel okay? didn’t hurt you too much did i?” you shake your head, taking in a deep breath as you close your eyes, “you still with me, yn?”

“yesyes, ‘m here.” eren takes this as an opportunity to wipe your tears with his thumbs, sending a quick kiss to your lips while smiling. you’d gotten through the hard part, and now? now it was time for the highly anticipated fun, “y-you can start moving now …” eren hears your voice softly say. he gives you that look you knew rather well — that look of ‘are you sure’ knowing damn well you were more sure than you’ve ever been about anything before. you gladly give it to him, cheekily grinning a bit as you nod your head up and down.

eren gradually sits up on his knees, palming the backs of your thighs softly as he peers down at your figure under him, still snugged comfortably inside of you. he was plainly freaking out and, to put it mildly, astonished. when his eyes met yours, that’s when the air felt heavier than it already was, along with the same feeling of fluttering butterflies in his tummy dancing along to the beat of his racing heart.

he begins to move in the direction and pace you want, slowly pulling his cock in and out of you, scared of hurting you still even after hearing you repeat ‘im okay’ to him over and over again. you attentively observe his furrowed eyebrows and bitten lip, and the sight causes your walls to swell and pulse. the ache that had almost felt intolerable a few minutes ago had begun to eventually subside, leaving you simply with a tickling sensation now.

“god .. yn - fuck..” he pants, steadily swinging his pelvis straight into the back of your thighs as his balls slap lightly against your ass, “pussy’s s-so tight, mama ..” he wasn’t lying at all. in fact, you were squeezing him so tightly that he had to use enough force to pull himself out of you. he hisses, feeling the wind get knocked out of his chest by just looking at how well you were doing. he was so proud of you, filled with so much elation while being inside of you that it almost felt like a dream he would’ve never thought would come to life.

“ ‘ssss .. it feels — eren … please —”

“feels like what, hm? tell me all about it ..” the tone of eren’s voice is soft enough to soothe you some more, but deep enough to bring you to unintentionally clench around him. your warm walls smothering his cock, and your eyes watching him move in and out of you as your chest heaves.

“feel s’ full,” you babble and he hissed out a laugh. that’s when you spread your legs wider, feeling comfortable enough to get into the hang of it. although you were new to this, you found yourself suddenly wanting more.

“mhm, pussy’s eatin’ my fuckin’ dick up, isn’t she? you feel so goddamn good …” eren keeps his steady pace, delivering deep, slow, strokes to your cunt before sitting up to lightly massage your calves and feet. he keeps eye contact with you, and even though yours refuse to keep their focus on his, he doesn’t stop. he doesn’t stop losing himself in both you and your battered pussy, squeaking with every dirty line leaving his lips. your arms reach out to wrap themselves around his neck, and he easily picks up on your gesture — now hovering directly on top of you, balancing himself on one forearm while his opposite hand grips at the headboard above you — minimizing the weight of his body on yours.

“sh-shit — ouuu, eren!”

for a moment, there’s only silence in the room. besides your minimal breathing and eren’s small groans that he failed to suppress were the only sounds that could be heard through an echo. both of you bask in one another’s presence while you let the tranquility of the moment steer you of to sea. “h-harder, ren .. please, harder,” you lightly tap his shoulder with your fingers to gather his attention, eyes batting rapidly as you try to keep consciousness from the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

“harder? baby, you look like you can barely keep your eyes open,” he laughs attentively, looking down at the droplets of sweat beginning to fall down the sides of your face. yeah, he was right, you could barely open your eyes, but you had enough strength to flutter them and give him an annoyed, yet needy, glance.

a soft sigh escapes his lips and that’s when he seizes your request, pushing his cock further into you — as deep as it could go and then right back out again, a suckle being left behind. you whine — no, you scream, “oouh - fuck, eren, just like t-that,” almost loud enough to send a concerned expression to eren’s face, but when you claw at his biceps he soon realizes it was a scream of pure ecstasy.

“ah, shit. yeahyeahyeah, talk to me, baby. you’re takin’ it so fucking good ..” his tone is taunting and well past just casual dirty talk. he was digging deep, verbally and physically, saying shit just to bring a reaction out of you — curious of what he could say and do to make you squirm and sniffle around him, “greedy lil’ pussy. takin’ me in so easily on her first run — you’re bein’ so good to me, princess.”

“ren — oh my god … r-right there, right there, right there — shit, eren!” his words had gone right over your head. too lost in the the way he dips his hips deep into your core to even dare to speak anything more than a string of moans. your lips form a pout, and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you suddenly feel eren’s tip poking right at your g-spot — which, he proudly didn’t take very long to discover. you didn’t know it yet, but the constant pressure against your womb would be building up soon — creating a rather diabolical sensation for both your mind and body all in one.

“where? right here?” the question is followed by a strong, but still conscious thrust. slow, yet powerful. steady, but mighty — eren now driving himself into you right where you wanted him, “awe, baby, did i find your spot? like when my dick kisses you right here, don’t you?” you can’t speak, nor can you begin to fathom why on earth eren was making you feel so lightheaded. disregarding the pleasure and the present circumstances, you felt alive. you felt like you couldn’t get this amount of euphoria from anything or anyone.

it wasn’t just the movement of his hips, or the nasty serenading words leaving his mouth, or even those angelic eyes that held an untold story — no no, it was the amount of emotion he brought you. the amount of love he’s shown you. the way he held you with such grace and tenderness like you were easy to shatter. it was all too surreal. the feeling, the gestures, the warmth — everything .. he was everything.

“faster! faster, please eren — nnnn y- you’re so deep ..” you clench around him, your pussy sucking him in more and more as he continues to drive you into shambles. your eyes travel down, focusing on the way he had to pull in and out of you with more force than needed simply because of how hard you were squeezing him. with each passing thrust, you could see his tip poking at your tummy over and over, forming a bulge right below your belly button.

“aah, shhhit, gonna’ make me fuckin’ cum, b-baby.” he nervously snickers, trying to hold on as much as a could, and god was it hard. eren could almost find himself becoming overwhelmed. there were too many things to focus on — between your expressions, lustrous eyes, and small grunts — he could cum right then as he spoke.

“o-oh, so close .. c-close, m’ so close rennie .. please let m-me cum with you ..”

you have a siren voice, one of command and alluring undertones like you were singing a symphony to pull anyone into a trance — and that’s exactly what you did. you words had much power, and eren suddenly feels a knot untying in his belly, the same knot as you. you both huff and puff, whispering small praises to one another like you’ve been in love for ages now.

your hands reach the sides of his face, carefully pulling him in closer for a kiss. you feel him meet you half way, closing the space between you both by kissing you like you were an an antidote he so desperately needed. he tugs on your bottom lip softly, closing his eyes and melting into you as he tries his hardest to bring you both to the finish line.

“c’mon, baby, c’mon. cum with me — cum all over this dick,” eren unconsciously fastens his hips, sending strong, and now sloppy, thrusts to you. you feel him deep, deep in your stomach. so much that you feel the urge to push against his toned tummy due to the overwhelming power he had over your body, “nah, don’t run. t-take it just how you were. i know you wanna’ let it go ..”

“eren .. i’m cumming, baby … i’m cumming — oh god …” your eyes slam shut and your swollen clit is caught by eren’s thumb as he rubs circles over the agitated flesh. the wet squelching sound of your cunt was almost loud enough to drown out your moans as you find yourself shakily wetting up eren’s dick, “renrenren, wai — unngh!” your legs stutter closed and he opens them right back up, only this time, grabbing onto your hips and fucking you at an angle to carry you all the way to the end.

you push your head back deep into the plushed pillow underneath your neck, bawling your fists as the commotion in your stomach is finally fulfilled. there are tears in your eyes, followed by desire and pleasure — not to mention the creamy noise of your pussy sucking in eren’s dick with no problem, “y-yyes .. yesyesyes — erennn!”

he’s quiet — or rather focused, concentrating on your trembling figure while feeling his own orgasm begin to pool over rapidly, “fuckin’ christ,” he groans hoarsely, his hips bucking as he’s cumming deep into the condom that would soon threaten to burst from the amount of essence he would let go. eren’s body nearly smothers your own as he loses his balance, hugging you close as he finishes. he buries his head in the crevice between your neck and shoulder, drool pooping from his mouth and onto your skin as he tries his best not to go limp.

his thrusts are slow to none, body shaking from the overstimulation. you press your chest against his, your nipples still stoned from earlier while you embrace him through his climax. you’re breathing hard, and so is he — lost in one another’s eyes as a million thoughts begin to crowd around you both. eren studies your ancy hips that still wiggled for more as he kisses your collarbone, down your chest and all around your stomach. he’s still inside of you, snugged deep along your walls with his tip puckering against your cervix. you felt sore, yet still so needy even after cumming all over both his dick, and his fresh sheets beneath you.

“jesus .. yn that was —“

“so fucking good.”

eren nods, his wet lips placing kisses on both of your cheeks while his calloused hands cradle your head, “yes, so fuckin’ good — you were .. so fuckin’ good,” he holds you close as he pulls himself out, grunting into your ear as your pussy still clenches down onto him without much effort. once he’s out, woe and behold, he slides off his messy condom and tosses it into the trash can near you both. before you knew it, eren was heading straight toward the bathroom, with you in his arms — bridal style. he carries you straight to the tub, ushering you to sit on the toilet and pee right before deciding to run a mixture of warm and semi cool temperatured water.

“i know how i can be .. was i too rough? y’know .. besides the beginning?” there’s a puppy dog look in his eyes when he asks this. your eyes trace the small tattoos on his fingers, those same fingers grazing the flesh on your inner thighs as eren wipes away the made you’d both made with a hot cloth first. he looked so sleepy — and how couldn’t he be given the amount of effort he’d put into making you feel the best that you possibly could. he cared so much, almost too much — so gentle and patient, light with every touch and phrase.

“don’t think too much, you were everything i could ever ask for ..”

scooping you up again, he places you in the bath that’d been calling your name since he made you finish the first time tonight. he shrugs and shakes his head as a smile creeps up on his lips, “psh, you’re just talkin’ ..”

“nono, seriously. thank you for being so sweet about .. all of this,” eren attentively pays close attention to your words, his hands now caressing your legs and french-tip painted toes as he sits next to the tub, watching your lips move to the speed of your words — slow and endearing. he studies the moister of them, wishing to take them into his mouth yet again, “you’ve been so kind to me — and patient, i feel like i-i can’t thank you enough with words.”

he sits for a moment, letting you get used the to the water, but obviously taken aback by your words. he was already trying to detach himself from the emotions he could feel bubbling in his chest the minute he pulled out, but you were just making it so fucking hard. you were in his house, in his bathtub, and would soon be wearing his clothes to sleep for the night — and all eren could think about was how he’d give up anything to make this a regular occurrence. he liked taking care of you. he liked being around you. he liked feeling you and letting you feel every inch of him — but most importantly, and probably most controversially, he liked you.

eren liked you, a lot.

but to say that sentence aloud would be a nightmare. professing his feelings in the heat of a moment like this could lead him right back to where you both were earlier this morning ; awkward, angry, confused — it was too much. if keeping silent meant keeping the peace, then that’s exactly what he’d do.

“hey hey, i don’t need ‘thank you’s’, yn. just doin’ you a favor remember? if anything i should be thankful you trusted me enough .. y’know, with all this. i know it might not have been your ideal first time but …”

it’s quiet now, but you smile, “it was perfect, eren. it was nothing less than perfect.”

the clock reads 1AM and you’ve fallen asleep in eren’s arms yet again for the second night in a row, snuggled into his chest as the sound of his beating heart soothes you like a soothing lullaby. he listens to the sound of your light snores while inhaling the mouth watering scent of the vanilla body wash he’d used on you, dozing off a bit as he grows excitedly anxious from the thought of you being the first person he would be seeing in the morning.

there you were ; laying on his bed, under his sheets, in his arms. you were freshly bathed, courtesy to eren splashing you with water and bubbles during the two hour long bath he’d given you — most of that time spent talking about any and everything with one another rather than cleaning you up, but he didn’t mind it one bit.

there was moment where he thought he could really get used to this — feeling your body fall into in his warmth so effortlessly while whispering sweet melodies into your ear. he felt like there was nothing on planet earth that could ruin this moment.

well, that was until his phone rattled against his nightstand, buzzing with three rounds of texts and two missed calls from no other than the villain himself — connie.

connie fucking springer.

the first text could be traced back to when you’d first arrived at eren’s doorstep.

bald man 9:52PM

yo i gotta talk to you about some shit.

the second, you were too busy moaning out in pleasure for eren to even think about reaching for his damn phone.

bald man 11:01PM

are u alive? i know i fucked up at poker but damn bro

bald man 1:15AM

i know ur awake fucker. come outside your place im already parked. hurry up before i have to walk my ass up there and drag you out my damn self.

eren’s eyes flicker to the time on his phone, at the text, then back at you again, the time reading 1:20AM.

bald man 1:20AM

i know she’s in there. i saw her car parked a few spots over open your fuckin door.

[honkshoo-zzz]

How I see the Mercs within the LBGTQ+ Community

cause i keep seeing people posting things and EVERYONE KEEPS GETTING IT WRONG!! /j who cares i jus wanna make a funky list too

Scout: Def Bisexual, Trans ftm (can take or leave)

Probably has a preference for women

Probably doesn’t realize he likes men until he works with them 24/7 and all of his coworkers are hunky n sweaty and maybe a lil flirty

If trans, used Sex Bom tattoo to cover top surgery scars. Even though it’s definitely just worse than just having ts scars lmao

Soldier: Bisexual and Poly

I just love him dating Zhanna and Demo honestly

Fuck it, other mercs too, if they wanted

Tbh I also fuck with aro/ace vibes for him, he’s just kinda around for a good time with the homies in my mind. Both is good

I do see his preference being fairly equal though. Too busy thinking about his love for the US to think too much about tiddies/ass/etc.

Pyro: Def Ace, and either Aro or Lesbian in my mind. Also Nonbinary.

Either gender-fluid or just straight-up no gender enby. no in-between in my eyes.

I’m mostly all for Aro/Ace Pyro but I saw some Pyro x Ms. Pauling art and. love that. ugh, decisions…

Feel like they use whatever pronouns. Don’t gaf, will never gaf

Also no sex cause the suit just doesn’t come off. Also too busy setting shit on fire to care. More important shit to do.

Demoman: Pansexual and Poly

Again, dating Soldier who is also dating Zhanna

He’s also in a longterm relationship with Eyelander. Don’t ask too many questions about how that works though. But they are.

Also doesn’t have a gender-preference (obviously, he’s married to a sword). Semi-opportunistic in that sense, I guess (again he’s married to a sword. how many times do i gotta—)

Heavy: Bisexual, preference for Men

Idk man but Heavy and Medic have been married for a long time in my eyes

Also I feel like he participated in his sisters’ longing to “see another man” while living in Russia, had a similar reaction to meeting Medic upon taking the Merc job as Zhanna meeting Scout/Soldier

(For those who have yet to read the comics, that reaction basically just being: “you are man. I am horny. let’s bang.” and Medic would just be like o///o “aight” I think)

Biggest trans supporter tho, idk why but it just makes sense he would be the first to punch the teeth out a transphobe. Defends other mercs when confronted about gender shit 100%

Engineer: Bisexual, preferring Women; ftm Trans

The more top surgery art I see of him, the more I fall in love with trans Engie. It’s basically canon to me now. You can take this from my cold, dead hands.

Idk not much else to say. He’s a switch, though, if that adds much of anything HXSKFJEJX

No bottom surgery in my mind, either. Just makes his own straps n shit, cause he can (one of his 11 PhDs was in sex, actually, did you know?)

Medic: Gay, ftm Trans (again, can take or leave)

The most bottom-gay I’ve ever seen, personally (idk how else to phrase it, forgive me)

Again, I feel like he’s been married to Heavy for a long time

If trans, did his own top and bottom surgery, probably at the same time, cause he knew he could and he’s fucking insane (scars are a little wild as a result but he wears them with pride)

Sniper: Gay. das it HFSKFJEK

Gay, but the type of guy where you’d never know til his fuckin boyfriend walks out and kisses him or sum

Also he’s exclusively a top in my mind. Idk why but I feel like he’s got control issues HHEEKLEDP

Again, not super out-spoken about his sexuality, but *will* go out of his way to stab a homophobe. Not kill them from a distance, specifically stab. Shit’s more personal that way (is that too morbid? sorry)

Spy: Bisexual, Genderfluid

Another bottom, but will top if needed (like with most women, if he somehow gets with *another* bottom, etc.)

He’s also a whore. A slut, even. Good for him.

OH AND GENDERFLUID omg. Saw some stuff about that recently so it’s new to my pea brain but I like it.

Again, like Sniper, I feel like he wouldn’t really talk about his gender stuff a lot, but would discover this of himself when disguising himself as women and just feeling. Just as comfortable, if not more comfortable as them at times.

Kinda sensitive about it, though, probably. Will stab anyone who mentions it while he’s figuring it out. But gets better upon meeting the mercs and their gay-asses, lmao

“holy shit it’s not that crazy to like to have boobs sometimes” type-beat.

ok i’m done. again feel free to add stuff, fight me (like, as a bro), or whatever. Love talking about it cause I love these lil weirdos. Probably too much. oh well hdkafjejfk

[blueberri-chee]

You're so Art Deco

Just a little love.

summery: Just admiring a goddess.

warnings: none other than a lot of sappy shit. oh also no use of y/n and use of 'i' pronoun.

parings: gender neutral reader x female character {it's self indulgent so it is really sappy. i apologize}

A/N: I was in a funky mood. so enjoy.

I glanced at her as she buried her nose in the book. Looking deep in thought as she wrote another note. I rested my head on my hand which was on the table as I idly fiddled with my pen. The rays of the setting sun hit her face at the perfect angle making her look like a goddess. I sigh and wonder how I managed to score such a pretty girl. This corner of the library was quiet. only the sounds of the turning of pages and the leaves rustling outside the window were heard. She looked at me as I sigh.

“What’s wrong?” She placed her book on the table and tilted her head to one side which made me sigh again, “what?” She asked with a soft smile.

I sat up straight and tucked the stray piece of her hair behind her ear, “you are pretty.” I said, “like a goddess…. My goddess.”  My voice was softer than the sand of the emerald beach. Blush instantly coated her cheeks which made a smile tug on my lips, “so pretty.” 

She shook her head, “sappy.”

“Only for you.” I grinned.

“Oh please.” She rolled her eyes, the blush never leaving her cheek. 

“You love it.”

She sighed with a pretty smile, “I love you.” 

It was my turn to blush, “I'm supposed to be the flirt here.” I mumbled still staring at her pretty eyes which made my heart beat faster. Looking at her made me feel like the sun as a whole has made its home in my chest and the blood in my veins is liquid gold trying to find its escape through my cheeks. It feels like a million of flowers have bloomed in my lungs and the butterflies from my stomach are migrating to that meadow. Everything feels so surreal. Like I'm living in a warm daydream.. A kingdom of my own. If this is how love feels then I don’t want to wake up from this daydream.

A snap in front of my face stopped the train of my thoughts as I blinked and looked at her. 

She tilted her head to one side, “you got lost again.”

“In your eyes, my love.” I say sincerely.

“Gods, what has gotten into you today?” She asks with a chuckle and her cheeks still red.

“The enticement of your amor.” I whispered without skipping a beat which made her cheeks turn even more red.

“O-oh gods. You are relentless today.” She shook her head with a smile. 

Gods, her smile.. That smile melts my heart and carves it into the mindless being who is hopelessly in love with her. 

“Only for you, my love.” I held her hand and kissed the tips of her fingers softly, “you make me weak. So, so weak, but how can I complain when you make me see the world a little brighter.” 

She laughed and placed the back of her hand on my forehead, “are you sick? Oh please don’t say ‘lovesick for me’ or something.” 

I closed my mouth because that is exactly what I was going to say and pout, “can you just let me say some nice stuff to you?” 

She leaned forward and kissed my pout away, “you can but can I at least know the reason behind the poet inside you is suddenly back?”

I kissed her again, not getting enough from her soft honey sweet lips, “it’s the smell of the books and your beauty reviving my tortured poet.”

She sighed again, “you and your tortured poet.”

“This me and the tortured poet who is hopelessly in love with you.”

“Gods!” She laughed and pushed my face away gently, “go touch some grass.”

That made me laugh loudly and I poked her cheek, “i’d even eat grass for you.”

“You are such a simp.”

“How can I not be when the universe has sent me a goddess.”

“Have you been listening to those sappy love songs again?” She asked with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile.

“Guilty.” I chuckled and passed her one of my airpods, “Here. Let's listen to the sappy love songs together.” 

She took it without complaining and picked her book to read. I rested my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes as the soft words and the melody filtered in my ears.   

I sighed. This is life.

sighs .. Is it too much to ask for a little romance for myself... sighs

[iamgrape]

Incubus Mayoi Ayase: Preference

Below this is a mature Content, YOU BEEN WARNED.

Content: Gender change /swap(?) But still use original Pronouns despite the genitals being different. Fem! Succubus! Mayoi Ayase. Male! Reader. Dom Reader. Double penetration, object penetration, lactating, overestimated. NOT PROOFREAD AND EDITED FOR SPELLING AND GRAMMAR YET

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You look at the book that was lend to you by your neighbor and to the incubus who's seating on the floor on his knees.

You did not order him to seat in the floor. He just did that on his own after the visitor left. Maybe he get guilty he invited someone who you don't know inside.

"... What is this "preference" limit?" You ask as your eyes curiously trace the letters that tells you that incubus have the ability to follow what the target wanted. Or kink in simple terms.

"...i-- I'm not sure..." He don't explore what he can do as he was in a very terrible diet that unable him to freely use his powers too much for thousand of years.

"Oh! It's the tag isn't it?" You open your phone to go to the reference site you always went and went to the tag. You scroll to them and look at mayoi.

"Hmm.... Oh gore.... Zombie then? You know like those in Chinese novel. Smegsy zombies..." Your eyes sparkle as you look at him.

"e-ehmm..." He look at you surprised why would you choice dark at first.

But he cannot question what you like. Taking a deep breath. With a poof mayoi change to a very pale corpse. Through there's a black vine marking and long nails. His eyes are pure black as well his hair. Yet other than that he still look like mayoi.

"Ok, are you in for my brain or to fuck me? Ahaha." You joked as mayoi approach you in slow motion. He softly trace your feature and you thought how odd it was as he isn't speaking.

His hand felt like ice as he lean and run his cold skin against yours, he smell your scent and his particularly seating on your lap as he mutely felt your warm skin against his and hugging you even through each move his bone made a snapping sound.

"I'm hungry..." His sharps teeth's glaze on top of your flesh.

Threatening to bite yet before he could Mayoi poof back to normal. Breathing heavily as if he have to force himself back to normal. He hugs you as if he just saw something terrible.

"Whats wrong?"

"Nothing..." He don't say.

"Cool." You mumble, not wanting to dig more to his secret. Something are better off not knowing after all.

"Still want to continue?" You wanted to change the topic as you brush and pat his head to comfort him. "Hmm..." He nodded his head.

"Hmm..." You wonder which one he should try next. Suddenly you thought of something. " Hey hey can you be a genderbend of yourself --" your smile seems to be so wide by your smart idea

"O-oh... I can try..." He saw your smile, very excited smile. He suddenly felt very conscious if he can't do what you wanted to see, he takes a deep breath and transform to his gender swap version, an succubus.

"................"

He can't see himself but he saw you looking at him with wide eyes, enough for him to be so shy and turn away. "Y-your S-staring... T-too much!" Even his voice sound so feminine it shock him.

"I-i..." You mumble as you swallow a breath. You suddenly have hard time processing everything as you look Mayoi in his female form. Your eyes look at his female body 3 size.

Bust 94 cm (37)

Waist 58 cm (23)

Hips 88 cm (34)

Bra Size 37 H Cup

"....... shit." You quickly look away from him, all red and bothered. Even your ears are so red to see. "Nononononothiscantbe...." You wanna hit your head to the wall because it felt like this form would effect you with his lust demon aphrodisiac effect than his original form. Fucking succubus isn't one to mess with.

"(N-Name)...? D-do I l-look bad...? W-why are you looking away... I'm sorry I'm not good enough in this form...!" He seems to notice how your not able to look at him anymore in that form, he thought it's a look of disgust and disappointment. His horribly wrong! It's too much for you to handle!

Ahhhhh! Don't press your boobs on my back, I might faint....!!' you thought as you felt him giving you a hug from behind, his bosom pressing against to your back, it made you blush even more.

"D-do you hate it that much...? I'm I really ugly in this form...hic..." Tears start to fall from her--his eyes as he try to turn your head to look at him but if you look at him more, you really cannot help but drool or even do worse! It's too much l!

"N-no... It's not! It's not!" You try to comfort him but that's mean you have to look at his direction and at that very moment you saw his very seductive tearful beautiful face and his melon bosom against your arm, you lost it. Everything turn dark.

"(NAME)!?"

..

when you wake up you felt softness of your mattress and a moan when you rub your head against your very soft pillow.

"Hm...?" You question why your hearing a moan just now but your too doze off and love your new pillow!

You continue rub your face against your pillow and even went to check it out with your hand.

You hold your pillow haft asleep, grope the pillow that seem... Meaty. You start to sweat as you hear a feminine moan again very close to your ears.

"A~ah... (N-Name)..." You heard your pillow moan. You swallowed hard as you realize it's not really a pillow but you shamelessly continue to lay your head against Mayoi's female form bosom as you circle your arms around his waist. You felt your in heaven~ ah~ such a delight ~

"Hehehe..." You giggle as you look up to him who's face is so read yet so beautiful ~ "(n-name)... Your awake...!" He excitedly says as he hug you tightly smooching your face to his boobs, a heavenly feeling you dont mind being in even through you kinda need to breath.

You only giggle enjoying the feeling more. Through the lack of oxygen made you black out again, but your smiling like a perv.

...

"Nonononononoooooo." You complained like a child as you hug mayoi and not wanting him to turn back yet. You act so childish it's so new to him and made him taken back, by a lot.

"E-eh ... Do you like this form that much....?' he start to worry a bit but seeing you loving him more and showing an odd sight he never seen before made him forget his worry.

"I like all of you of courses! Ahaha. It's still you even if your a zombie or a succubus." You honestly says. " Remember that I'm someone reborn many times? Or reincarnated many times. I been both male and female. I'm neutral at the concept of difference of male and female now, either be a male or female. I still be a socket of a plug." You winked at him, he blush so red at your words.

"I remember when I was a dude once. Ya know the time I was a pirate. Some crew mate have this chitchat about a beautiful woman taken advantage of us and being fucked from behind. Ahahahah--...." Suddenly you stop laughing at fond memories as your eyes sparkle as you look at him. He saw your gaze and notice the hormones your releasing increase again. You put your hand to his shoulder.

"I read earlier. You can also change your target body for preference..." Your neither male or female but you would want to make one of your bucket list checked if he can do what you wanted.

"(N-Name)...?!" He ask you worriedly but a smile seems to slowly creep on his face as you pulled him into your bedroom. You went to get something to your drawer a gift you get from a neighbor. A chocolate lipstick. Literal chocolate.

"Here you go laddy~" you put it to his hand as he seat on the bed. He look confuse at the lipstick and at you. "H-huh...? W-what.... W-wait--. Do you still want to be a male ?" He ask you and you nodded. He bite his lower lips before he pulled you to a kiss. That very moment he pulled away, you felt odd. Familiar but odd. You look at your body and start groping yourself, inspection and check up happened at that moment.

You somehow have abs and muscle mass for some reason...??? And of course male genitals.

"Ohhhh...." You mumble and heard your voice lean in to the masculine and deeper side now. ".... Why are you blushing like that?" You turn to look at Mayoi who's face is so red and shyly look away when you notice his stare at you.

"Do I look pleasing in the eye for Mayoi?" You held his hand and made his hand touch your chest and let him do the exploring with a grin pasted in your face. With a blushing face he slowly trace your chest down to each of your muscle. Somehow you see your mirror in the wall, realize you look like your previous incarnation.

When your a pirate, through less of the scars that you taken from fighting other pirate and some accident you rather not remember in your body, maybe it's that time when you still debating if you should be a pirate or be low abiding citizen. Of course you take the first choice since being a normal citizen means boring life and you wanna hit reach rich at ez choice, through it's not the case when you start sailing.

"Ahaha~ I thought you would rather transform me to a shota/shouta or something." You chuckle as you jested which made him pause from trying to remove your t-shirt off you without you noticing (enough to give a care)

"H-huh...?! W-why d-did you even--"

"Don't worry we can still try that next time~" you don't let him finish his questions or else you might answer him that would make him more embarrassed about what you notice about him.

You take your t-shirt off and grab the chocolate lipstick. "Stick out your tongue." You instructed and he follow along through still red as a rose. You made him lick the lipstick before you apply the lipstick at his beautiful lips perfectly, with your previous experience in another life. Lipstick isn't a big deal. The whole other make up is.

"So beautiful ~" you complimented before you kiss him, licking thr sweet chocolate off his lips is such a good food play, you felt so lustful as the kiss become more passionate and deeper.

The mark on you felt so warm again, it made certain organ be fueled by it and be throbbing in pain, you even lose straight to stand up but before you can give way to the ground, Mayoi pulled you closer to him. Making you seat in his lap.

"Hmmnnn~" you slowly felt so drunk in something. You look at Mayoi with a soft smile with red tainted face. Something in your mind suddenly clicked as if a lock being open with a key and that very moment something become off with you.

Mayoi suddenly look at the lipstick mark and almost cry out when he realize it's Asmodeus blood Choco lipstick.

It's a fucking aphrodisiac made from the finest source material -- lord of Lust, Asmodeus blood. Most potent one out of all Lust demon. Of course he won't get effected by it but your a different case. He wonders how you get hands on those. But before he can question more he is push to lay on his back on the bed by you.

"Darling ~ do you want me to take your pussy virginity ~?" He saw your eyes become peach with fading pink, the same eye color of a certain Lord of Lust-- Asmodeus. A sweet seductive grin pasted on your face as his eyes drift down to his mark on you, it's seems to be spreading and forming a shadow like devil wings and tattoo outfit.

"Silence means yes...ehehe~" he was surprised when you suddenly went down to kiss him again, while your other hand is playing with his already harden nipples and groping his bosom causing him to moan to the kiss but it's all muffle as you continue to kiss him while your two hands busy exploring it's new domain.

"Ahnnn~ nuuughh...."he squirm under you as you start to play at his new form sensitive nerve in his lower region.

" Your so cute right now, darling ~" you commented as you give him a peck in his forehead, flattering gaze he look at you as you put his right leg up on your shoulder blade.

He felt something hard and warm against his already wet pussy abd shyly look down before he gap a mouthful of saliva and embarrassedly look away which cause you to chuckle.

"Don't worry ~ I'll foreplay with you first ~ don't Darling want to take control of me like you did before~?" You gaze at him with temporary lusty peach colored eyes causing him to jolt as he realize you know what happened to you when you eat his semen before.

"I swear I don't mean--ahhh~~~ " his words stop as you start to insert a finger and start to stretch and play with his pussy.

"Hhmnnnghnnn....~~" he moan as you start to use two finger doing a scissors like gesture as you slide in and out. his Inside clenching at your finger as you continue to add more finger and increase your pace. Your free hand held his right leg in place through you did squeeze his thick tight a bit.

"S-something is-- ughhhhnnnnn~" his inside suddenly tighten it's grip on your fingers before he suddenly throw back his head as he squirt in your left hand.

You giggle as you lick your left hand clean.

...

"Heads up, darling~" you suddenly says with shift move you held his hips and effortlessly carried him to your arms and as his still in the moment of orgasm, he suddenly felt you lining up against his pussy but before he can process faster, you already slam his hips down, entering in one go.

" Ah~~" he unconsciously wrap his legs around your waist as he once again throw back his head as he moaned at the feeling of being so full inside, all he could feel is pleasure, and endless amount of sexual hormones, feeding him along the way.

"Aha~ ahh~ ughhhhmnn...." You bite your lower lips as you try to muffle your moans as you felt his inside cramping and clenching around you, it's so warm and tight. It almost made you cum at that very moment but refuse to do so!

"What a slut ya are, darling~" you squeeze his hips causing him to moan as he lean his head against your right shoulder with his two hands holding onto you, fearing to fall. At that moment you saw his wings have long become a wing marking from his waistline to his upper back.

"Ughhhhmmnmnnnn.... D-dont m--hhmmm" you giggle as you finally able to find the key point of how to continue your little fun~ you held his booties up, leaving only the tip in before you slam him down.

"Ahh~~~" He moan so loud your neighbor would file public disturbance tommorow. His nails buried in your back drawing blood.

"o-oh nhooo!" He saw what he cause and almost become an apologetic mess if you don't continue ramming deep into him while you chuckle through you can't help but try to muffle your moans again when his warm and wet inside start to clinged and grip on is too much for you to handle.

you even felt your legs giving way but as you pummeled and ram inside him for few more times. you two collapse in the bed with him on his back and with a final thrust you felt something rushing out and shivered as you felt releasing inside of him. You felt so light headed, feeling as if in cloud nine as you rest your head against his bosom.

"S-so hot...ughhhhmmmnn~ y-your seeds is pouring deep inside of me...!" he whimpers as he ravish the warm liquid that is pouring inside out of him.

His heaved breath, drooling and sweating yet he still want more! He want more...!

"(N-Name)...~" he whimper as he start to move with his legs securing it's grip on your waist. You chuckle as you held his face and giving him a deep kiss.

"I guess certain someone isn't full yet~" you chuckle. "M-maybe~ fufu." He nibble on your ear lobes with a grin. You sigh, it be a long night ~

....

"Come on~ darling ~ don't run away~ " you giggle feeling less tired than you should be after uncountable rounds. You decided to do something yet it seems your companion is a little denial about liking the next position.

"Nguuhhhh.... T-too much..." He mumble as his on all fours in the bed, trying to crawl away as you held his hips in place. You did a little revenge on his habit of not pulling out even a second to leak out a single drop as take out a certain plug toy a certain incubus brought to your place a while ago.

You chuckle as you held his bulging stomach causing him to moan against the pillow. You lick the toy to be nice and slippery before you remove yourself from him but before he can leak out a drop, you ram the toy into him, plugging the hole shut.

"H-huh...?!" He look behind to see what evil ( through you doing something such only turns him on more ) your trying to do now.

He saw you opening a lube bottle, he brought here from demon realm, he felt something cold on his backdoor hole, his eyes widen as you give him a wink before you a line yourself in his asshole, he eyed you as he give you a watchful yet excited gaze.

You chuckle at the gaze his giving you as he was still ' reluctant ' to do this earlier. You tease him a bit and when his finally relax, you slowly enter him.

" hmmmnnnn....." you gasp a breath, as You reveled at the moment. It's so... Thight you question how you manage to enter with it's inside trying to milk you out of content at the very moment you enter.

"Ahh~ AHHH~ UGHHHHMNN ~~" Mayoi felt so full with both holes being penetrated at the same time. His tongue is out as his eyes roll back out of pleasure he unconsciously start moving his hips back and forth on his own seeking more of the pleasure.

"F-fuck... " You groan and grip on his hips as his movement cause you to be overwhelmed by intoxicating feeling. 'shit shit I'm blocking out--' you tried to maintain control of consciousness since you did do the same thing you did with his semen. But somehow you can maintain your own will for a while but it's slowly slipping away as you come in his ass unable to handle it.

'...'

....

Mqyoi felt you tag his hair back, causing him to groan and whimper yet he love it...!

"M-more~" he moaned as you seat down to the bed, and he ride you with his back facing you, his hips keeps it's repulsive movement and you moaned as move your free hand to play with the dildo in his pussy to synchronize the rhyme of penetration in the two holes.

"Ahh~ moremoremoremoreeeeee!!" He is already overestimated and he love it! He should been full long ago but he felt his so hungry! His eyes rolls back as he cum in his ass but it don't stop his movement. "Ahmmm~~" you put a few digit in his mouth with you free hand and he suck on it. His eyes show how he long have succumb to his lust demon nature, his pupil become crazy heart lustful peach (1)

...

"I love you! I love you!" He moaned as humping on your crotch, his drools falling down as he look how connected you two are with you deep inside of his pussy, it's so meant to be! He thought as he gaze on your lightless eyes. "Ughhhhmnn~" he mewls as the vibrator speed up on his ass. He long change position yet he keep his ass plugged to enjoy the warm liquid you left inside!

"Do you love my boobs~?" As he bounce on your crotch he grope his breast that is too much for his hand to hold. He pinch his nipples sending him more to the edge, his inside clenching the two penetrating hood inside of him. "Ahh~ my love you look so thirsty ~ do... You want to drink milk~?" He ask you who just nodded and he happily lean in as he slam his ass down one more time groaning as he use his abilities while he massage his tits and teasing his nipple before he guide your mouth to his right nipple to suck in it. Warm sweet liquid slowly flow into your mouth and down to your throat as you happily drink each drop as you start to massage his left breast. "S-so cute ..." He groan as he try to focus on your adorable face sucking his breast milk like a baby...

"Ahhh~ " he moan as his eyes roll back at the estimation from his two holes and his tits. He keep moaning as he held his slightly bulging stomach his mind suddenly drifted back to the sight of you sucking his tits as he continue to ride you.

"I..." He starts. His devil tail with heart shape end, that he never let lose and have made it stay in dormant state since a long ago-- or a marking on his tight suddenly move and unmarked itself and it start to swing behind him, he grin as he use move his tail to his liking.

"What....?" You saw something move behind him but not sure what to make out of it nor your overestimated mind would let you think too much of it and he made you return to sucking on his left nipples.

"Ah~ my love should just focus getting your fill ok?" He grin as he held your face, looking at you so adoringly as his tail slowly went near your asshole.

"Hmmmnn?!" You almost choke on the breast milk when you Felt something entering your ass. "Shh~ relax~ fufu. Your so cute~" he chuckle as he hugged you closer to his bosom. While his tail search for your sweet spot, you moan when he start pressing in it. "Fufufu ~ "he chuckle as start to move again making you cry out from too much estimations. "Won't you feed us more ~? Don't worry once we're feed well... We can rest~" he kiss your cheeks. You nodded your head not understanding much what his saying again, you held his hips as you meet his thrust. He moaned as he trace the mark that extended in your back its seems it extended and grow a silly thought come in his mind again as he look at your lightless gaze.

"If... If you become a demon of lust like me... We can live forever together... " He mumble as warm tears fall from his eyes. He don't know if it's the pleasure or it's pressure of his emotions that cause him to cry. "Won't it be great...?" He added.

"Ahmnn....~~" you shiver as you come undone inside of him, your nails dig on his hips causing him to moan from pain and pleasure. he felt the warm pouring inside of him and can't help but cum again.

His tongue hang out as his eyes rolled back, his thoughts from before is forgotten at the moment of climax. "Kiss..." You felt so tired but you reach out to grab the back of his neck and pulled him for one more passionate kiss before your knock out cold.

....

He softly lay your head against the pillow as he lay on top of you after he pulled the cover from the floor, it seems its been thrown out in the middle of the fun time.

He cover the two of you before he lay on top of you still connected with one another. He held his stomach as he complicating if he absorb the love juice of you two as nutrients or ...

He look at your peaceful sleeping form. He smile softly as he decided his choice. He lay back to sleep on top of you and you happily circle your arms around him with a soft hum.

"I love you..." He kiss your forehead. "Hmm. Love your too." You mumble to your sleep.

...

".... Hey when are you are going back to your incubus form?" You ask Mayoi who still in his female form. Your long back to your original self as you take mouthful of rice as he serve you seconds. He is wearing an apron and is cooking breakfast for you.

"D-do you not like it anymore...?!" He cried out as he look at you in wide eyes you quickly denied his claim.

"Nonono! I love it, I love all your forms ok? I keep eyeing your booing boing boobs everytime you move it bounce. Damn physics. It's too distracting..." You point out as take a bite of ( favorite cooked breakfast ) he made.

"Ooh..." He blush as he held the spatula firmly he shy away and his boobs jiggle again when he move. "I'll stay at this form for a while... If you don't mind..." He fidget in his hand as he look at you in the eyes before darting back to the plate.

"....suit yourself. It's doesn't really matter to me if you want to stay in that form. I'm just asking earlier cause, just because. Ahaha." You chuckle as you went back to your meal. He eats with you, enjoying a simple breakfast with you even through he don't really need to eat human food.

His gaze went to look at the fading marking in your shoulder and how your eye color return to it's normal lovely (color) orbs. 'its not permanent... Ah... I need to research how to turn a human to a demon....' he thought a bit sad that it's not a permanent thing that made you a haft step a demon of lust, last night.

"Do you wanna live as a demon with me...?" He blurted out.

"What?" You look from your meal when you heard his question.

"N-nothing...!" He quickly shake his head as if his embarrassed of his own question.

"Ah... It's just a stupid hopeless wish of mine... " He mumble a bit sad again.

"Oh. Is it the fact you demons live longer than humans?" You chuckle as you gets where his coming from. "It's been many lifetime already. It felt like an eternity, you know~ I just restart as a baby again in each dead end. It doesn't matter it I'm a demon or a human if you approach and love me again in each lifetime of mine. I will continue to love you again my dear soul mate~" you give him a honest words with a smile.

"...." He look at you unable to response on your reply.

"Well. Even if I wanna be a demon to live eternity with you, we dont know how." You added.

"I...." He start. "I will find a way for us! Even the insignificant devil as I, I desire to have a little demon family with you!" He seems very determined to find a way.

".... oh?" Suddenly you realize something base on his words. You grin as you look at him, you lay your head on the Palm of your hand as look at him, already read him like an open book. " I guess I understand the real reason your still in your female form." You chuckle causing him to blush red.

"Y-you do?" He felt so embarrassed, he been seen through by you already!

"I don't mind if you want too. Ahaha your so silly trying to hide it from me. I have long many years of experience of reading different type of people in many lifetime you know~" you drink your coffee.

"You can wear a disguise right? Go out with me today for a little date~" you and him always fucking like a bunnies in heat but a proper date is at in order beside your going to buy something today.

"D-date...? With me...?!' he was surprised before he start to worry, he don't like being around many people.

"Don't worry if someone try to hit on you, I will not let it pass or slide without a scar or a wound on them. " You chuckle menacingly and your possessive nature appear yet again.

"O-oh...! I-if you want! I'll go...! A date with you!" He can't help but grin like a lovesick man. He suddenly forgot his worries as excitement for the date have over come the fear of strangers.

...

The two of you went out for a date, he still in his female form and is wearing a black leggings and white long sleeve polo-- it's his polo he always love to wear but it become a dress as it's too large for his female form.

He hide his wings into marks again and his hand wear gloves as he happily link your hands together as you two walk down the street.

You guys went to watch movies, and went shopping and while his being harass by the gaze of pass by people, you throw a middle finger and give a menacing smile to scare them off and they did run away the moment they saw your smile.

Through your not someone who don't get attention as you walk by people. Mayoi can't help but held onto you tighter as he notice glance from both male and female looking at you, as your too charming and have a mysterious and rouge aura in you.

He felt being emotional again but you kiss him when you notice his salty gaze, leading the people who stares at you two to sworn at the sight and felt pang of envious of the two of you, yet you two love each other and no one can go against it.

You all went to different shop and eat many sweets and deserts in the street walk, in the end of the day the two of you went dating park and seat in a bench.

You made him lean on your shoulder as you held each other hands through you did reach out to get something to your pocket for a moment but return to held his hand again.

"I love you." You mumble with a smile, he grip on your hand tightened. "I love you too.." he smiled as he replied with the same honestly.

"Good. We're stuck forever and ever... " You chuckle as you raise your left hand linked to his right hand to a eye level to show him something.

"Ah... " His eyes widen as he saw a ring in his right, ring finger. He doesn't even notice you putting a ring in him as his too happy to be with you today.

"H-hic... Y-you..." Tears falling in his eyes out of happiness and you hug him and he cried in your arms so happy at the moment and you just smile and pat his back and pet his hair.

"I love you! I love you!" He happily repeated as he hugs you while crying and you return each words back

"I love you too~ I love you too~" as a he would repeat and feeling very happy as you two hugs one another. You smile at the thought your soul mate in this life finally yours for sure.

'my dearest eternal companion, my soul mate... Mayoi Ayase. I love you. Human or not.' you kiss his forehead as you thought those words.

❌❌❌

FootNote: If Mayoi have done his incubus duty properly he should been the lord of Lust or under the command of the lord of the Lust , Asmodeus as the first demon in command. As his one of the first if not the first incubus to ever existed.

If feed well with sexual hormones he can do much more using incubus magic. Sometimes his transformation of preference is him transforming to another version of himself, like changing place with an alternative self of his that pass the preference.

But of course it Only apply if the category of preference is not a lust demon. He can also gender swap his target but for now it's the only limit he knows. Idk the other people concept of Gender neutral. But for me their body look like a doll body but no big bosom

(1) peach colored eyes with heart shape means a lust demon succumbing to their nature. It's the same eye color as the Lord of Lust. Asmodeus.

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[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Into the Unknown, Part 50

First

Previous

Listen. If you live in Gotham long enough, eventually, you’re going to get jumped. Tim knew this. He had lived there his whole life, of course he knew. Hell, he had been mugged a frankly embarrassing amount of times himself.

However. It was a little weird being picked on for ‘wearing the wrong color’, though.

He groaned as his back hit an alley wall. He was a self-defense instructor and a vigilante (or should he say ex-vigilante?) to boot, this was all true, but any self-defense instructor worth their weight in salt would tell you that you absolutely should not use what they teach you unless you have no other options. You shouldn’t risk your life based on a couple of choreographed moves, not when you don’t know the other person’s experience level, and especially not when you can avoid it altogether. You can make the money back, you can’t come back from the dead.

Knowing this didn’t make it any less frustrating, though.

“Man, I’m already late for work, don’t do this to me,” he said, letting his head tip back against the wall with a deep sigh.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have worn blue here, then, if you didn’t want to deal with ‘this’.”

He raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “You got something against the color blue? Because I have some bad news about the sky, and water, and...” He blanked. However, the rule of threes had him in a chokehold and he desperately needed to ‘finish’ the sentence. “... blue…” He blinked as the situation finally finished processing. “Wait, you’re mugging me because I’m wearing a blue shirt?”

“Because blue is the color of a rival gang, actually,” the person said with way too much haughtiness considering what was happening.

“It’s a blue shirt,” Tim said incredulously. Never mind the fact that he was part of a gang, that wasn’t relevant.

“Don’t pull that shit with me. You’re wearing a leather jacket, too.”

Apparently, he’d chosen the wrong day to try and reclaim his jacket from Marinette.

“It’s my wife’s.”

That gave the person pause. The pressure on his neck lightened. “Huh?”

Tim lifted his hands in a kind of shrug. “Exactly what I said. What, do you think that it’s fashionable for men to wear cropped leather jackets? It’s not.”

(No one tell Jason.)

The person tipped their head to the side consideringly. “I’m gonna be honest, man, I kinda thought you were a woman.”

“I’ll be sure to tell my wife that later. She’ll get a kick out of it.” He started to continue trying to talk them out of mugging him, only to stop with a frown. “Wait. What’re your pronouns? Just to check.”

“They/them.”

“Oh. Cool. Nice to meet you.”

“You too!”

They shook on it.

And then the knife was pressed to his neck again. Right. The mugging. Tim had almost forgotten about that.

“Sorry about this, man, you seem like a great guy, but I really need your wallet.”

Tim shrugged and waved them off, reaching into his pocket for his wallet. “Eh, it’s fine. Can I just give you the cash? I have a couple of drawings my kid made in here and I can’t lose them.”

“Oh, yeah, obviously. I’m not a monster.”

Tim nodded and handed over the cash. He hadn’t had that much on hand – no one that lived in Gotham ever did – but the person didn’t seem to mind as they hummed happily and backed off.

“It’s been nice, but I should get back.”

“And I should get to work,” he agreed lightly, reaching behind himself to pat off some of the dust that had gotten on his jacket. Marinette would kill him if it got damaged. “See ya later.”

“Haha, yeah, no, let’s hope not.”

Tim inclined his head in the direction that he was going to go and the person gave the slightest of nods before walking the other way.

“Oh, and make sure not to wear blue again!” The person said, waving as they disappeared around the bend. Thank god. Tim didn’t want to have to try and come up with an excuse as to why he had to wear blue.

He yawned to himself, rolling his aching shoulders before heading off.

The moment he stepped through the door, he found Graham’s face close to his own. Tim usually came a bit late, it wasn’t easy to predict how long it would take to close shop on any given day, but the man never seemed to stop worrying.

Tim smiled a little. “Got mugged by someone in red, but it’s fine. They were cool,” Tim said, absently rubbing his throat. He was pleased to find that the person hadn’t even broken the skin. Thank god. He did not want to have to deal with another lecture from Marinette about his ‘inability to be safe’.

But it seemed he was going to get a lecture regardless. He got cuffed over the head by Terry. “Stop making friends with the enemy.”

He sputtered. “But they’re nice!”

“This is the third time this month!”

~

Marinette hummed as she leaned back against the park bench. Frank lay curled up by her feet, her business done. The two ladies in the family watched Damian enjoy playing on the jungle gym with some of the other kids. It was a nice, sunny day, and she might have tipped her head back to bask in the sun if it were not for the fact that she had a child to care for. She took this very seriously, and so she opted to wait until her kid was safely within reach to do so.

Not that he was less safe at the jungle gym. The area underneath it was padded, a rarity in places like this, but she still found herself watching to make sure he didn’t fall and hurt himself. The kids were racing, and accidents happen.

But, much to her surprise, Damian ran over with teary eyes only a few moments later. She frowned down at him, trying to figure out how he had gotten hurt without her noticing, only to have him barrel into her stomach.

She was quick to hug back him, of course, didn’t even have to snap out of it, her arms were around him the moment he was within hugging distance… but still.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

Frank almost seemed to frown as well, licking Damian’s cheek.

That earned a little giggle, at least, so Damian wasn’t that torn up about it.

Damian balled his hands in her shirt. “I lost!” He whined.

Oh.

Marinette fought off a small smile. “That’s okay, sweetie, everyone loses sometimes.”

“But I wanted to win!” he huffed.

“Aw, sweetie…” She knelt to pick him up, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as she positioned him on her hip. He really was getting too big for this nowadays, but she was more than willing to do a little lifting if that meant that she could continue to hold her kid. “How about we stop and get some ice cream on the way home?”

Damian seemed to forget about his sadness immediately.

~

Tim hummed as he rested his head on Marinette’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around her from behind. She barely even blinked.

“Aren’t you supposed to be having your weekly bitching session with Bernard?” He said.

She snorted. “It’s not a ‘bitching session’.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Okay, yeah, it is,” she admitted, turning her head to press a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth before going back to concentrating on the gumbo recipe she was trying out. “And I can’t. Jimothy’s parents are in town.”

Whatever amusement Tim began to feel at the reminder that Marinette called Worse!Tim Jimothy of all things faded immediately.

His parents.

Tim’s relationship with his parents was complicated for many reasons. Not least of all was the fact that the people that brought him into the world were dead. But also because… well, they weren’t great. They were always away, doing archaeology. And he understood the idea of wanting to enjoy your hobbies, understood now more than ever that it was difficult to take care of a kid and yourself at the same time… but that didn’t change the fact that he didn’t deserve to be treated the way he had.

And don’t get him wrong. He had known, intellectually, that his parents were alive in this world.

That didn’t stop the complicated wave of emotions from bowling him over, though.

His parents were alive here. With a quick ride on his bike, he could see them. Could find the minute wrinkles that had never come to be in his timeline. Could yell at them for all of the ways they had failed him. Could hug them one more time and get the closure he never got with their otherworld counterparts.

He swallowed thickly and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

She tensed momentarily, and he heard the click of the stovetop when she turned it off so she could twist in his grip and wrap her arms around him as well.

“Tim?” She asked, her voice soft.

He sighed against her skin. “According to the multiverse theory, there are a countless number of realities where they were good.”

“Don’t do that to yourself,” she mumbled. “Torturing yourself with what could have been isn’t going to do you any good.”

He hugged her tighter. “I could have grown up and been well-adjusted.”

She gave a quiet hum. A hand came up to play with the ends of his hair. “Well, I think you turned out pretty great. And I’m sure Dami would agree, if he understood what that all meant.”

He gave a tiny, wet laugh. “Sometimes I’m scared I’ll end up like them.”

“Well, if you start leaving to go on archaeological digs, I’ll make sure to punch some sense into you.”

He snorted. “Stop making a joke about this. I’m crying. Being all… I dunno. Vulnerable and shit.”

“Yikes.”

He groaned and pulled back to give her a light glare. “In countless other realities, I could have had a partner that knows how to deal with emotional moments.”

She smiled back at him, her expression soft. “Well, I rather like this one.”

Tim considered that for a moment.

And then he cracked a smile, tentative as it was. “Me too.”

~

“3…”

A quiet giggle floated over to her.

“2…”

There was a loud bang.

“1…”

She whipped around, and her eyes landed on Damian instantly. Despite his best efforts to hide, it seemed that he hadn’t yet mastered the concept of ‘just because you are unable to see them does not necessarily mean that they can not see you, too’. He had pulled a lampshade over his head and had gone still like a character in a cartoon. Marinette pressed her hands to her mouth to stifle the coo that threatened to bubble out of her.

“Oh…” She cooed anyways, before scrambling to cover it: “I wonder where he could be?” She said.

She slowly made her way around the apartment, making sure to scuff her feet on the floor and toss things around as loudly as possible as she ‘looked’ for him. She took a moment to right the lamp that he had knocked over for a ‘disguise’.

“Hm… I wonder…”

Damian trembled with the effort to not laugh.

She felt much the same, tapping her finger to her chin as she circled around the chair he was next to…

Damian squealed as she hooked her arms around him and dragged him into the air, kicking and screaming.

“Found you!” She crowed.

Damian removed the lampshade from his head to pout at her with maximum effectiveness.

She smiled and pressed a kiss to his hairline.

“Round seventeen? I think this is the one.”

He nodded, smiling a smile so bright she thought for a moment that he really did look like the lamp he had been impersonating.

~

Tim sighed. He knew that it was all pointless, that this was one of the few fights he could never dream of winning, but…

“Can we please watch something other than the Lego Movie? I think I can quote the whole thing from memory at this point.”

As expected, Damian frowned up at him.

And then the doorknob jingled.

Tim had just a moment to register the evil grin on his kid’s face before Damian burst into tears and ran to the door.

Marinette jolted just slightly. And then she rushed to pick him up, not even bothering to kick off her shoes as kissing the kid’s forehead was far more important.

“Oh, sweetie,” she cooed, pushing the door shut with her foot. “What? What do you want?”

“Want dad to do the Lego Movie!” Damian said, pausing in his tears to point an accusatory finger at him. And then he started crying again. In earnest.

“Oh, of course we can watch it again,” Marinette said, combing her fingers through his hair.

Tim shook his head exasperatedly. “That’s not what he’s asking. I exaggerated in saying that I could quote the movie, since he makes us watch it every day, and now he wants me to do it.”

“Well, if you said it…” Marinette said.

Damian, tucked away beneath her chin, sent him a smug look.

Tim groaned to himself before leaning back, letting himself sink into the plush sofa.

“He is coming,” he began in the most unenthused voice he could muster. “Cover your butt.”

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[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

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senpai

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ʚ Hawks x Fem Reader ɞ

❥ Summary: Hawks has admired you as his senpai for a while, and you've decided to finally do something about it.

❥ Word Count: 875

❥ CW: fem reader (no pronouns, reader has breasts and a vagina), smut, senpai kink, creampie, reader doesn't cum and is okay with that, hints of femdom, cowgirl position, short n sweet

"Hey Y/N senpai! You're looking lovely today, as always." The younger man flapped his wings once, twice before tucking them in, landing beside you. "Have you had lunch yet? If not, I know this great place that—"

"I've already eaten, Hawks," you interrupted, voice mellow as you kept walking forward. The young bird deflated just a bit, but still kept up his chirper attitude.

"Ah, well, maybe dinner then? Ya gotta take a break at some point, and I'm more than happy to accompany a senpai to a fancy restaurant!"

You were used to people looking up to you, especially your trainees, but this was a bit ridiculous. Hawks had been pursuing you for a few months now, but whether it was actual attraction or just the awe of being near a hero he admired a considerable amount, you weren't sure. Jesus, you thought he only acted this way with Endeavor, but apparently you were wrong. You'd need to nip this infatuation in the bud before he went off the deep end.

"Should I make a reservation?" he asked, already pulling his phone out. "I'm sure we could get in under your name, but since I am a higher ranking hero, I should probably—"

"Hawks." You stopped, making him halt and look back at you, curious. "What's your goal here?"

"Hm? Goal?"

"Yeah. What do you want to get out of this? Do you just like chasing after me or do you want something more?"

His cheeks turned pink, then scarlet, his eyes wide and nervous. He sputtered, fumbling with his phone.

"I-I—oh, well, um—I guess I—"

"Look," you spoke up, taking a step towards him, causing his wings to shrink in towards his body. "If you want to fuck me, just say it. I won't be mad."

"...H-Huh?" His anxiety was cute, making you smile softly.

"I won't fault you for being honest with me. I'd actually be flattered if you said you wanted to fuck me." His face somehow turned darker, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

"I… well… I just—u-um…"

He didn't need to say it. You already knew.

"Senpai, senpai, o-ohh, senpaiii!"

You kept your rhythm above him, your hips never faltering as you bounced on top of Keigo. His head was thrown back on your pillows, his chest a lovely shade of pink and heaving dramatically. His eyes would dart from your breasts to your cunt and back again, trying to take in as much as they could. Your pussy squeezed around him, making him moan wantonly, eyes rolling back into his skull.

"Fuck, Y/N senpai, oh G-God! Feels good, senpai's p-pussy feels so g-good!"

"Yeah? You like it, baby? Does it feel as good as you imagined?" He laughed breathily, hissing and gripping your hips tighter.

"Shit—i-it's even better than… than I imagined—fuck. A-Always dreamed of this, ya know? I've—shit—I've wanted this for so long—a-and now—"

You shushed him, running your hands over his chest, dragging your nails across his pale skin. You smiled when he moaned at the action, his eyes fluttering, struggling to keep contact with yours.

"Relax, baby. Don't get too worked up. You wanna cum?" He nodded frantically, pawing at your love handles, coaxing you to grind on his cock. You giggled at his neediness, pressing your nails into his chest again, making him hiss as you threatened to puncture his skin. "Then just lie back and let me take care of you, yeah? I can tell you're close; just let go for me, okay?"

You didn't let him respond. You raised your hips, slamming them down and starting a punishing pace. He gasped, his hands grappling against your hips, struggling to hold on as you pulled him closer to the edge. His breath quickened, heart pounding as he watched you above him. He could feel that delicious tingle in his lower abdomen grow, building more and more as he kept his eyes on you. 

"Oh, sh-shit! Fuck, senpai, oh my God! Senpai, your pussy—fuck—senpai's pussy is so good—feels so good—o-oh fuck, oh fuck—"

He squeezed your hips tight, his breath halting, eyes going wide before he moaned loudly, head falling back to your sheets as he came. You could feel him spill his seed inside, the thick warm liquid flooding your system, making you shiver in delight. You slowed your hips, grinding them back and forth, milking his cock for all it was worth. You only stopped when his expression bordered on painful, resting your pelvis flush against his.

"Feel better?" you asked teasingly, smiling when he laughed weakly.

"Yeah… yeah, I feel good." He blinked a few times, looking at you tiredly. "You're the best, senpai." You hummed, lifting your hips off of his cock, lying down beside him. He frowned, eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head towards you. "You… you didn't cum, did you?"

"No… but that's okay. I wasn't planning to." He pouted, turning onto his side, hesitantly raising his hand to your belly.

"Can… Can I make you cum?" Oh, his determination was so cute. How could you possibly say no?

"Sure, if you want. I certainly wouldn't say no to a handsome guy making me cum."

He shivered, laughing giddily. God, he was so cute.

[themiserablesmiilingkiller]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍.

== BASICS

NAME : Zombie or Rabid; no preference \o/

PRONOUNS : They/Them

ZODIAC SIGN : Pisces 

TAKEN OR SINGLE : Single :D

== THREE FACTS

I name my dogs after RE characters because a friend told me I wouldn’t. Albert Puppy Wesker- best boy, forever in my heart- passed Nov. 2020, so now it’s just me and Christopher Puppy Redfield. She’s a very good girl, except for that time she punched out a window to get to a cat. 

I used to be very into World of Warcraft and was into it from launch through Legion; I played in RP servers, did the rp mod stuff, wrote out backstories for every character (I’m an altaholic in any game with character creation), and I really miss having a group of friends in an MMO I can rp with and talk to OOC. Currently I’m trying New World, FF14, and Guild Wars 2. It’s not the same and rp servers not being a thing anymore is tragic.

I love cooking and trying new recipes; especially when I can share what I’ve made with friends. This and my love of fantasy has lead to an ongoing project about a travelling chef. Think stories about bards collecting stories and crafting songs, but instead it’s a chef collecting recipes/ingredients along with stories, and crafting/sharing meals. I’ve been working on and off on fleshing this idea out, the world the characters, all the things for about three years now. I keep going between it being a filmed show, a radio show/podcast, or a book.

== EXPERIENCE

PLATFORMS USED : Pen/paper notebooks passed between friends between classes in high school; Gaia online; AIM; MSN; WoW; Skype; Discord; Tumblr

PLOTTING / WINGING IT / MEMES : I like plotting a general setting/very loose plot, but I don’t like going into too much detail because the thread very rarely gets started when that happens. Winging it is pretty fun; I like seeing how things develop. I love memes; they’re good jumping off points for threads.

== MUSE PREFERENCE

GENDER : Any; historically I’ve tended to write males, but I’m branching off into female muses and dipping into nb muses. So far I’m enjoying all of it.

MULTI OR SINGLE : Single; I prefer doing a billion side blogs each for a different muse over having a multi because it’s easier for me to keep things organized that way. It can get confusing sometimes trying to remember who I can send things from what muse with, though.

LEAST FAVOURITE FACECLAIM(S) : I keep forgetting FCs exist. Uh. I can’t think of any I really care about one way or the other tbh.

== FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT

FLUFF: Fluff is cute; nothing wrong with a fluffy thread so long as it stays in character. Sometimes somethings bloody can be really fluffy for a muse like Evan giving fresh kills or something to who he likes. Or something fucked up like Crane’s relationship cage. Or something genuinely sweet can work, too.

ANGST: I really love angst. There’s something really satisfying about writing it. I honestly don’t know what else to say on the subject; I just really like angsty emotional threads.

SMUT: I don’t think I’m very good at it, but I do enjoy smut. PwP threads are okay; I prefer it to be something that just happens resulting from a fluff or angst or fight scene, but not as the ending to those things. Just somewhere in the middle, and then explore if that changes things between the muses, or just see how things move on from it. If that makes sense? But sometimes it’s uncomfortable because some people on Tumblr are really weird about smut; sometimes it’s easier for me to just not have threads go in that direction at all than to try and navigate that shit.

tagged by: generally stolen after seeing it all over my dash today \o/

tagging: whoever; just steal it :D

[tatorthots]

hellos ���� could you write a one-shot with a reader who is getting mistreated by their parents? totally not projecting here but the reader did something very very small and their parents blew it completely out of proportion and grounded them for an undetermined. they took away their driving privileges, their phone (they can only have it at school), their laptop, and they’re being watched like a hawk for any kind of thing they get wrong. like ANYTHING. so maybe have it so bakugou tries texting the reader over the weekend but they don’t respond so he gets worried. he waits till monday where he sees them and to his surprise and honor, his s/o is like completely out of it. again, totally not projecting but they’ve gotten so much pointless shit from their parents and been yelled at and talked down to so much, it has completely mentally drained them. how would bakugou react and comfort the reader, and deal with that situation as it continues for weeks. (i’m going on week 3 :) i’ve got no clue when this will end) ty!

— BNHA | Safe Place

Pairings: Katsuki Bakugo x gn!reader, Shota Aizawa

Warnings: Toxic Parents, Abusive Themes, Cursing, Mental Health Triggers

a/n: soooo I wasn’t sure if you wanted a specific format but since I saw “one shot” I figured I’d do sort of like a story and I made reader gn since I didn’t see any he/she pronouns but either way I hope your situation gets better and this fic was able to make you smile <3

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Fri, Oct 15th, 7:24 P.M

Kaminari and Kirishima won’t stop following me around the dorms

Tch bunch of mindless puppies

7:25 P.M.

I’m gonna blast them to their graves

7:36 P.M.

So you just don’t care if they die huh?

7:42 P.M.

You’re being annoying.

If they die I hope you know their blood are on y o u r hands.

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‘It’s been 20 min since I sent my last message’ Scoffing to himself as his brows furrowed in frustration, Bakugo decided to call you - his sharp eyes focused on the ringing phone in front of him.

‘No answer?’

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Sat, Oct 16th, 8:01 A.M.

Morning brat

You better fucking answer me today or i swear to god I’m gonna burn everything you love

11:16 A.M.

You’re dead

You better be dead

This shit ain’t funny y/n

4:06 P.M.

Y/n answer me.

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Two days.

It’s been two days since Bakugo last heard of you; all his calls and texts being sent to voicemail or just straight up ignored. Each hour that went by without a reply only sent him further and further to the edge as he started to worry about your safety - his patience thinning by the minute. It was safe to say that the last two days were absolute hell for anyone around him, snapping and threatening anyone who tried to ask him what was wrong. He didn’t mean to lash out at the extras for trying to help him but how can anyone expect him to be calm when he hasn’t been in contact with you for the last two days?

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It was Monday morning, the beginning of another school week and the day Bakugo would finally get his long-awaited answers from you.

‘C’mon c’mon c’mon where are you?!’ Gritting his teeth, he searched the ocean of students as they entered the front gates of the school. His crimson irises desperately searching for your familiar form until,

‘THERE’

Quickly, he used his quirk to blast his way through the crowd - not caring who got in his way as his mind clouded with thoughts and questions; anger and relief coursing through his veins the closer he got to you.

“HEY! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! WHY HAVENT YOU BEEN ANSWERING M-“ He paused, his voice hitching and explosions ceasing when he caught glimpse of the despair ghosting your features, dark circles under your eyes as you trekked your way through the crowd. He slowed his pace when he finally reached you; his hand instinctively moving to caress your cheek, analytical eyes focused on you as his mind raced to assess the situation.

“Y/n.”

Stopping your movements you stood still, eyes glued to the ground.

“Hey. Look at me.” Using his index and thumb he lifted your chin, eyes widening at the site in front of him. Your under-eyes were puffy, hair disheveled as you looked up at him with glassy doe orbs. Immediately he pulled you into his embrace, a hand moving to the back of your head as he buried his face in your hair, his other wrapping around your waist. He didn’t know what was wrong and though he wanted to interrogate you, yell at you for distancing yourself from him, he knew he shouldn’t.

“Tell me what hells going on. I’m not going to let you push me away y/n.” His hold tightened, “You can’t push me away.”

“I’m sorry..” nuzzling your face into his chest, your words were barely audible, “I wasn’t ignoring you… my parents took everything away..” His hold loosened as he glanced down at you. Bakugo already knew about your toxic home environment. He knew how your parents mistreated you, constantly spitting out hurtful words and punishing you over the smallest things. He didn’t understand why - how they could be so unfair. You’re a straight A student, one of class 1A’s brightest pupils, you’re constantly pushing and striving to better yourself no matter how exhausted or worn out you are. It pissed him off how ignorant your parents were, you were perfect in every single way imaginable - so why the fuck do they always treat you this way?

“Tell me what happened.” Brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear, you could see the genuine worry - the hidden frustration - in his gaze; he cared for you so lovingly, loyally. Sure, he could be rough around the edges but he’s always there for you. Your eyes watered as you peered up at him, your emotions getting the better of you as you felt your walls crumble down - from the innocent comment you made to the poison filled words your parents spat at you until they decided to take away your phone, your laptop, even your driving privileges; which is why you had to wake up earlier than usual just to make it to school on time. You ranted about them locking you in your room, forbidding you from making contact with anyone, their watchful eyes constantly pinned on you, suffocating you. He didn’t miss the waver in your voice as you vented out all your frustrations, his heart ached.

He listened to your cries, patiently waiting for you to calm down as he wiped away the tears running down your cheeks - leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips before he interlaced his fingers with yours, a reassuring squeeze on your hand as you both walked to class. He spent the rest of the day wondering what he could do to help you, he knew loving kisses and tender touches were enough to brighten your mood but it wasn’t enough for him. No, he wanted to crush your parents for the trauma they’ve caused you, but he knew realistically that just wasn’t possible; so he came up with another idea.

———

“THEN FIGURE OUT A WAY.” Slamming his fists on the table, Bakugo glared, “ITS BEEN THREE WEEKS SINCE THEY’VE BEEN FORCED TO MISS WORK STUDY.”

“Bakugo, calm down.”

“I AM CALM.”

Sighing, Aizawa only eyed the fuming blonde in front of him. To be honest, he agreed with him - you’ve been missing assignments, skipping work study and even drifting off during lectures lately. It wasn’t like you to be like this, but what could he do? He’s already tried contacting your parents but they never seem to have the time to discuss your academic situation.

Huffing out in annoyance, Bakugo leaned on his teachers desk, “All I’m sayin ‘s that you have to do something about this. Y’know this isn’t normal behavior, hell, it’s not even healthy behavior. The environment they’re placed in isn’t a good one.” Red irises looked up at the tired man in front of him, “I say they move into the dorms. All of 1A is already living there so it only makes sense they do too.”

“We already tried convincing their parents when we first built the dorms. They said no.”

“THEN TRY AGAIN.”

Sighing again, Aizawa thought about the idea before standing up to walk Bakugo out. “If I tell you ‘I’ll see what I can do’, would you stop yelling?”

Shoving his hands in his pockets, Bakugo only rolled his eyes as he grumbled out a quiet ‘yes’.

“Fine. Then I’ll see what I can do.”

———

It was another week before Aizawa made his way to your house to try to convince your parents to let you stay in the dorms for ‘Student Safety’ purposes. To be honest, he put in actual effort to persuade your parents, bringing up point after point and easing any tension or combative answers until, finally, they agreed.

Throughout that time, Bakugo stayed by your side every second of the school day; to say he was overprotective of you was a pathetic understatement, the boy would barely allow anyone else around you - he’d relax his temper, his calloused fingers constantly interlaced with yours as his thumb brushes the back of your palm in small, soothing circles. His kisses would be softer, and his touches would be more consistent. He knew how overwhelmed you were, he knew how much of an emotional toll the whole situation took from you so he made it his personal mission to make sure you were at least happy when you weren’t home - he made sure your mind was distracted from the chaos happening around you. To be honest, Bakugo is kinder and more observant than most believe him to be - just in his own aggressive way.

[spexialvixtimxunit]

Birthday Girl

Pairing: Alex Cabot x Black!Female!Reader (she/her pronouns but mostly 2nd person)

Warnings: Oral, slight Orgasm denial, Praise Kink, Mentions of a safeword, str@p, fluff to smut, overstimulation

Length: Lon gif you read at a slower pace

Word count: 1.8k (1,864)

Masterlist

A/N: I want to write this wip bc I share the same birthday month with Alex ;)

[HC] (CREDIT TO @iha-tepeople for the * idea)

***THERE ARE SPELLING ERRORS, I FORGET TO PROOFREAD***

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“Actually she should be staying a bit late at work so that would give us some time to prepare.” you notified Olivia, Fin, and Elliot.

You were planning a surprise party for Alex since her birthday was coming up. You mentioned it once to Olivia and everyone wanted to pitch in.

“Elliot and Fin, you both can bring in the cases of drinks, Olivia and I can run and get the party favors so that we can ready when everyone gets here. It's 4:07 pm, so we have two hours until the guest gets here and Alex gets home at nine so we have five hours till she gets home.”

They nodded and headed toward their car. Now it was just you and Olivia in the room. “Olivia I need your help with something.” You asked nervously. “What is it?” She questioned. Instead of saying anything, you dragged her into the bedroom and guided her to sit down.

Confusion spread across Olivia's face as she watched you rummaged through the closet. "I need you to help me with something I bought to show Alex and I don't know if she'll like it or not." You said, muffled in the closet.

"Well, what is it?" Olivia questioned. You walked out of the closet with a robe on. Olivia smirked. "Oh, is this what you needed help with?" She smirked and crossed her arms in amusement. "Stop looking at me like that you weirdo! I've never bought lingerie so I don't know how she's going to like it."

You’d been engaged to Alex for 2 years. You both first met a year prior to her joining SVU as colleagues. You hit it off and eventually, she joined SVU. You both were dating then quickly became girlfriends. Everything after that was history but you never had the courage to buy lingerie at all.

"Trust me, If I like it, Alex is going to love it." Olvia stated. "O-Okay." you said slightly embarrassed. You sighed and pulled the robe off to reveal your box braids already in a bun along with a silk-like lingerie with soft thigh tights and black heels. To top it off you had cat ears and a belt with a tail on the back*.

Olivia's eyes widened as she covered her mouth. "Oh my gosh..." she mumbled. "W-What's wrong?" you questioned nervously. "R/n... Alex is going to fuck the shit out of you."

Your eyes widened at Olivia's comment. "Olivia!" you shouted, embarrassed. "I'm sorry but I'm being honest. The outfit is cute and I like it but Alex isn't even going to give you a chance." Olivia laughed.

You felt your face grow hot in embarrassment. "I'm going to get put my clothes back on." You rushed back to the closet. You finished putting your clothes on and walked out of the room. "Come on Olivia we have some shopping to do." you said, still upset at her for laughing at you.

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Time passed and guests from the precinct rolled in with gifts for Alex and the party started. You passed out drinks and food as everyone had a good time. You then got a phone call. "Everyone, quiet! It's Alex!" You shouted as the room became quiet. You asked the phone.

"Hello?"

“Hello Darling, I’m on my way home now okay? What are you doing?”

“Nothing really. I was about to watch a movie in the living room, do you want to join me?”

“Sure, baby.”

“Okay! How far are you?”

“I’m 5 minutes away.”

“Alright, I’ll get the popcorn started. See you when you get here, love you.”

“Okay Darling, love you too, bye.”

“Love you too baby, bye.”

With that, you hung up the phone. "Okay, everyone. Get into positions!" You shouted as everyone scrambled into place. You quickly turned the tv on and turned the lights off.

"Everyone when she gets here and turns the lights on shout Surprise!" you said while scrolling through movies. They mutter an 'okay' and stayed quiet.

You ran into the A couple of minutes you heard keys jingle and the lock twisting on the door. The door opened to reveal Alex with her bag. You got up off the couch and went towards her. "Hi, baby." you wrapped your arms around her, planting a kiss on her lips.

She smiled and kissed you back. "Hello Darling, why are you dressed?" Alex asked. "I came back from the store with Olivia." you said while helping her with her coat. "Why is it so dark in here I can't see." Alex chuckled while turning on the lights.

"Surprise!" Everyone said while coming out of their hiding spots. You smiled at Alex as she looked surprised. “Happy birthday baby!” She smiled and laughed “Oh yeah it was my birthday today.” Everyone laughed at her comment.

The party continued after some time and now it was time for Alex to open gifts. After some time of Alex opened gifts. “thank you so much for everything everyone. I forgot that it was my birthday. R/n, you’re so sneaky I had no idea!” Everyone laughed.

It eventually got late and everyone made their way home. “Good night Olivia,” Alex said cheerfully. “Good night Alex, have fun,” Olivia said with a smirk. “What do you mean by that?” Alex asked confused. "You'll see, Good night Alex." and with that Olivia left.

Alex questioned it but shrugged it off while walking towards the bedroom. "Baby do you still want to watch that movie? I'm a bit tired but-" Before she could finish that she opened the door and saw you sitting on the edge of the bed with the lingerie you bought.

Her eyes widened. "I didn't know what to get you so I got you this, h-happy birthday." You said nervously, not sure of how she might like it. Alex covered her mouth. "D-Do you like it?" You asked while standing up and doing a spin to show her the full thing.

"Darling..." Alex said while uncovering her mouth. "You look beautiful." She said while stepping closer to you, pulling her waist closer to yours. "If I'm going to be honest to you, I'd have to say that I'm kinda turned on right now. I've never seen you in lingerie and you look absolutely gorgeous right now." Alex planted a kiss on your neck softly.

"I'm glad you like it. I had to ask Olivia for her opinion first because I've never bought lingerie ever and I wanted to make sure that you liked it." You said while wrapping your arms around her neck. "I absolutely enjoy you in your cat ears. The bells are adorable." She said while tapping the bells to make them jingle.

"Oh, Darling... you look very delicious right now. May I devour you?" Alex said with desire written all over her body. "Yes, you may." You said, giving her full access to your body. Alex smiled and placed you on the bed and kissed your lips softly. Alex grabbed the black scrunchie off of her wrist and pulled her medium length hair into a ponytail.

Alex pulled your leg up over her shoulder, making you fall back onto the bed. She smirked, making your heart drop. "Are you sure you want this? We could always stop if you are uncomfortable with anything." Alex said while leaning in, kissing your inner thigh.

"Yes, I want this." You warmly stated while giving her a warm smile. She smiled back. "What's the safeword Darling?" She asked while inching closer to your area. Damn. Olivia was right. The only time Alex would ask you the safeword is if she was bringing out her strap.

"Butterfly." you said quietly. “Mhm, that’s a good girl.” Alex stroked your thighs softly. She removed your bottoms and discarded them somewhere in the room, giving no thought to them at all.

Your body soon began to heat up as she lapped her tongue around your clit. Alex ate you out in pleasure and grabbed onto your thighs while the sounds of her whimpers mixed with the sounds of your area being fondled with.

You caressed her head as she put her mouth to work, as your head fell back on the pillow behind you. "Alex please, I'm so close," you said while closing your eyes. Alex pulled away out of breath.

Your eyes were closed for a moment before you jolted them open from something cold touching your opening. Alex teased her strap over your lips and clit with a smile on her face.

You let out a shaky moan as your body shivered in pleasure as your body began to shake. "You're dripping, aren't you? Hm? Does that feel good?" Alex said while slightly pushing herself in, making you gasp. "Please answer my question honey. You know that I hate being ignored."

Alex pushed herself in further the more you did speak. "Yes yes." you just barely muttered out of breath. Alex smiled and caressed her hands over your thighs as she planted a kiss on your lips, thrusting herself in and out.

Alex kisses your body all over while thrusting into you. Your body temperature became hotter and hotter as your eyes got heavier due to the intense wave of satisfaction as you came.

You were still shaking as Alex continued to thrust into you, even after you came. "You look so beautiful around me like that." Alex continued to thrust into you but at a slow pace. Alex continued this for a couple if minutes, making you come undone again.

She planted kisses on you once more before pulling out, spilling your fluids. Alex let out a long sigh as she got rid of the strap. "I'm not finished quite yet darling. Just a little while longer, can you do that for me? Hm?" She asked and you nodded your head.

"Good girl." Alex kissed your lips with a smile. "You are my very good girl." Alex positioned your leg back over her shoulder as she placed her clit on you, pulling her hips back and forth, creating friction between both of your clits. You let out a sleepish moan, unable to keep your eyes open.

Alex whimpered out, letting shallow breathes while as she puts her hips to work on your clit. She peppers kisses on your body, feeling her body tremble. Sounds of lewd pleasure mixed with the ringing of the cat bells filled in the bedroom. "R/n..." Alex whimpered out your name.

She let out a loud gasp, throwing her head back as she came. You came soon after her. Heavy breaths filled the air. Alex planted one last kiss before getting up to get a warm towel. Alex cleaned herself and the strap off in the bathroom.

Alex stepped back into the bedroom to see your tired body. She smiled and cleaned you off. She finished up and laid down next to you on the bed. Somehow you had enough energy to pull her close and hug her.

Alex smiled and kissed you gently. "Happy birthday," you say sheepishly. Alex smiled again, "Thank you. I love you so much, darling." You smiled. "I love you too Alex"

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I hope you enjoyed this! It took sometime to finish it and I really do hope you liked this. If you enjoyed this it, give it a heart and reblog!

[roscgcld]

HEADCANONS + GOJO SATOR || chubby s/o

request: can you please do jjk character reaction to you gaining weight? i feel so insecure about it and it would be good to read something like that.. i love ur headcanons :-)

hey again! it's me with the gaining weight request :( i forgot to say that i want gojo's reaction to it :( his reaction to you being insecure of gaining weight and trying to lose it. thank u in advance ily :]

note: excuse me *bops you on the head* you cannot be insecure about something as small as weight. you’re beautiful 😠😠 and if anyone else says otherwise i will start swinging. who doesn’t like a little fluff to hold onto when they cuddle???? you’re perfect, and a little extra weight is not that bad! and i am happy that you like my headcanons love - makes me super happy to hear it from time to time >< i love you and send you positive vibes uwu ~

pronouns: she/her - because it came naturally, but i still love my non-binary readers i send you love and kisses and an apology >< 

because of your boyfriend’s wicked good looks and his naturally flirty personality, it is no surprise that he is surrounded by a lot of equally beautiful people in your eyes

and even though he entertains them with no more than a charming smile and a few nice comments, that doesn’t make you any less insecure about something as small as your weight 

also adding into your insecurities is his title as a gojo - the strongest sorcerer of the generation, and the next in line to become the head of the gojo clan. his elders are expecting him to marry young and start popping out kids

the women that his elders had sent to him as ‘suitors’ did not help too - they were all what you viewed as the epidemy of a perfect woman. pretty face, amazing body, and a soft spoken and gentle personality; acting and looking almost too fake and doll-like

gojo usually turns them away by giving them some half ass excuse about why he can’t date them, slamming the door in their faces after he pulls you towards him to press a passionate kiss to your lips; hand obviously resting on your ass

and even though that makes you super embarrassed, you just giggle softly against his lips at the offended gasp coming from the door; to which gojo will grin lightly into the kiss before deepening it quite excitely

but that never shuts your demons away - and one day you just found yourself looking yourself over the full length mirror hanging in your shared closet; a frown marring your features

you had always pride yourself on keeping in somewhat shape, but with the constantly on the go lifestyle you live, and the stress that had started to mountain at work; it is natural for you to have gained a little

and recently, as if your mind had decided to spite you, you had realised that gojo is surrounded with more and more people around him - beautiful people around him, to be exact

whether they are fellow super fit sorcerers, another random suitor knocking at the door of your shared apartment, or even just random strangers on the street - you have started to realise that gojo just naturally attracts attractive people like that into his life

people who would look amazing together with him. someone who isn’t you

you were so consumed with your thoughts that you had not heard gojo, who came out from the shower with wet hair and a pair of fitted briefs, looking around your empty bedroom in confusion

tossing the towel he was using to dry up into the laundry basket, he had peeked into the closet of your shared room curiously; only to see you dressed in nothing but a cute white bra and a matching set of underwear

he was about to tease you about it, playfully asking if you ‘trying to make us late for our lunch with the others’ when he noticed the frown on your face as you scanned yourself over; hands resting on your stomach 

wordlessly gojo made his way towards you, your eyes snapping towards his huge frame appearing in the mirror as his arms wrapped themselves around you immediately; bright blue eyes blinking at you from the mirror whilst he rests his chin on your shoulder

“what’s wrong, bunny? you have a frown on your face, and you know that i hate it when you’re frowning~”

at first you felt embarrass to admit what was plaguing your mind, knowing that he was going to tease you about being so insecure about something like this - but gojo is stubborn 

he is going to coax it out of you one way or another, so you better fess up with whatever it is that is bothering you

it took some time for him to coax the question out of you, but eventually you gave in; awkwardly meeting his eyes through the mirror as he raises an eyebrow at you; silently coaxing for you to tell him

“I just...i’ve wanted to ask you for awhile now....am i fat?”

your question actually had gojo freeze as he made the most confused face ever, hand cupping up to gently squish your face between his fingers as he pulled away a little

“who said that? am i going to have to kill someone?” gojo asks too casually, to which you widen your eyes before you wrapped your hands around the wrist holding your face, shaking your head

“n-no! not at all!” you tried to calm him down as he turns your body to face him, an even more confused look appearing on his face - and you know that it’s genuine since he looked like a confused child 

this just made things worse for you as you rubbed your warm cheeks, looking away from his all searching eyes. “i-it’s just...i feel like i’ve gained some...and you’re always around really good looking people...women..”

gojo was genuinely confused as he frowns, to which you just gave him an asperated face. yet before you can say anything he made a noise of confusion; arms wrapped around your waist loosely. “is it bad that i didn’t even notice?”

whatever you wanted to say dried up on your tongue as gojo looks over at you and gave you a soft but genuine smile, hands reaching over to cup your cheeks in his hands

“i didn’t date you because of something so artificial, bunny.” he hummed as he playfully squished your cheeks together. “to be honest, i didn’t notice about that until you brought it up.”

you made a face at him, as if silently asking if he was being serious as he pulled a face on you as well. “i am being serious here, bunny. i really didn’t notice at all.” 

he just pulls you into his chest and hold you close, smushing your face into his firm chest as he coos at you. “you should know better then to think that i care about things as fickled as weight~ i’m dating you because you can make really good onigiri.”

“so you are dating me for my cooking?!” you gasped at him dramatically as you pulled your face away to glare at him, to which he just grinned before he leans forward to press kisses all over your face; your annoyance melting away immediately

after that it sort of just been left forgotten - but gojo never forgot. He can never forget something like that

even before you told him, he could tell that something was bothering you for some time now; but he wanted to wait for you to tell him yourself

and like he said, he really truly did not realise it until you pointed it out; he had never really care about things like physical appearance. since at the end of the day, he only cares about your chemistry together

i think that gojo, even though he is very vain, does not necessarily care about looks when he dates. for him, he wants someone who can handle all sides of him instead of being with him him for face value 

so that is all he cares about - and you were perfect for him. so do forgive him for not giving two shits about something as small as appearance lol

yet he knew that you were still thinking about it - so he went out of his way to make sure that you’re not going to do something that might bring you more harm

when he realises you are eating smaller portions, he might whine and pout at you with puppy eyes; demanding for you to take a few more bites of your food

and no one can really say no to him whenever he shines his beautiful eyes at them; so he always end up getting his way

he always make sure to get the food you like and stock up on the snacks you enjoy to eat; and heck, he will even go out of his way to visit you during your lunch break at work to bring you out on lunch dates whenever he can

he’ll even become more touchy; even more so than he was before. but now he made sure to keep his touches at places where you are the most self conscious about

grabbing your thighs when you two seat together, resting his hands on your love handles whenever he wraps his arms around your waist, resting on your stomach whenever you two cuddle together

he’s always shown his affection through physical touches, since mans will end up insulting you by accident because of his inability to read the room - he might make a very unsavory joke that makes you want to hit him over the head

but he does really care for you, and always goes out of his way to make sure that you’re more than aware that he does care for you; even if it means feeding you food in the middle of a restaurant if you refuse to eat more

when you confront him about it, he just gave you a soft but genuine smile before he rests his hands on your shoulders to shake you gently; as if he is shaking you back into reality

“i just know you well, bunny. and i know that you’re going to try and loose weight because you think that’s what i want.” he sighs dramatically before he tossed his arms around you, pulling you into him with a pout. “but you should know better than to think that i am going to leave you because of your weight.” 

his words caused you to pause as he pulls away a little to press a soft kiss on your forehead, soft lips resting against your hairline for a few more moments as he tightened his arms around you

“plus, i see it as a bonus honestly. more places to mark and more of you to love. also - your ass looks amazing in sweats.”

“i should have known the inner perv will wiggle his way out.” you grumbled shyly as you tried to push your grinning boyfriend away, who just grins in response as he you closer, catching your wrists in his hands. “you know i speak nothing but the truth love~”

and even though gojo adopted such a teasing tone, you knew that he was speaking nothing but the truth. it may not be enough to calm your whispering demons, but it did make you feel a little more confident in yourself 

gojo also continued to shower you in more and more attention, making sure you never forget just how much he loves you. and that you should never care about something as small as your weight

he loves you no matter what, no matter what size you are - as long as you are there to welcome him home after a long day of work with the all love you hold for him, that’s all he needs

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HQ Boys Thinking Their S/O Left Them Pt. 3

Character(s) included: Oikawa & Kyoutani

Requested by: @chibiiichann

Warning(s): Cursing, Mention of bullying [Oikawa], Mention of flinching [Kyoutani], Hints towards readers tough past [Kyoutani]

Song of the day: Trees II by McCfferty

A/N: First off thanks for 200- I know I said it a lot but I’m just so glad! Next, many of you haven’t seen but I have updated a few things. One of the biggest being my name I go by. At the moment I’m trying out Xic. I also noted my pronouns and stuff. Which you can all find on my announcements post. Now back to some more ‘important’ things [though this is important, this is not why you came here!]. Sorry about the long wait for part three! Please read through the warnings again to make sure everything is okay. Thank you for everything. Bye!

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Oikawa

He was at it again. Working late nights and shit. You were happy for him. You were. Of course you were. He was back doing what he loved. He was back playing volleyball. With that happiness also came fear and worry. You knew how he was. Everyone who ever met him, knew how he was. He over worked himself. He always did and scared you. No matter how hard he tried not to. He pushed himself past his limits. Even after the doctor already told him, if he didn’t ease up on the practice, his knee would get even worse. But he was Oikawa Tōru. Determined and intelligent.

It was ten thirty and he already missed your date. Which you expected to happen, but it still kind of hurt. You tried calling for the fifth time that night, but you were met with the same thing. After a few rings it went to voicemail.

“Hey! You’ve reached the voicemail of Oikawa Tōru, thank you for calling! At the moment I’m busy but I promise after I’m done I’ll call you back. If you want, leave me a message and I’ll get back to you. Byeee!”

You waited all night for him to come home around twelve thirty. He looked tired. Extremely tired and to be honest that pissed you off more. Not only did he not respond but he over worked himself again, and when he woke up the next night sore, you were the one who would have to take care of him.

Instead of bringing it up you waited for the morning. Not wanting to have this conversation while he was tired. It would feel like you were talking to yourself, and he wouldn’t understand. So you went to bed with him and by the morning he was already up before you.

You went to the kitchen to find him shuffling through your medication bin. “Are you sore?” You ask, looking at him.

“I’ll be fine, I just need breakfast and some medicine,” he muttered. He couldn’t have cared less. At least that’s what it looked like. He didn’t even spare you a glance.

“Maybe you should listen. You know, lay off volleyball practice for a day or something. Try to lesson the hours and stuff..” You looked back at him for his reaction.

“Can’t. If I ease up I’ll never be able to catch up.” He finally looked to you now, finding the medicine.

“I mean I think you will be fine. It is taking over your whole life and stuff so I just don’t want it to be a bigger issue. Like you know.. with your knees and stuff.” Your eyes are pinned on him.

“I told you not to worry about my knee, and it’s not taking up my life okay? It has and will always be my life. It’s the only thing I’m good at. So no, I'm not going to take a break.” He snapped at you. Which caught you off guard.

“It is… It is taking up your life,” you replied which made his face change.

“You don’t understand how it is like me. You don’t! I understand you don’t have anything you're good at and shit. But you have to understand that I actually have goals in life okay? You have to understand that my fucking life won’t revolve around you and how you feel when I do something. It won’t and never will. You and I are together because I feel like having you around. Because you know what, volleyball is the only thing that distracts me from leaving. Volleyball is the only thing I can do to escape you!” He screamed.

It takes a few seconds for the weight of his words to sink into your skin. But here’s the thing. You knew what you were up against when you started dating him. He just lit a fuse in you. A spark that made an explosion of feelings hit you. When it did you couldn’t control your words. “After all that practice I wondered why you never made it to nationals. I mean seriously. You need a distraction from me, right? Your always doing it, and get you can’t even fucking get to nationals. Not only that but I can see why your last girlfriend left you. You're a dick. You can’t remember a fucking date. A fucking date we have been planning for weeks. Oh wait, let me correct that, a date I’ve been planning for weeks. Not only that but I took my fucking time to work around your schedule. For you not to even send a message.” You spat out. You looked down at him, “I wonder sometimes if everyone was right. You and me. Never belonged. I’m just a distraction from such a ‘handsome’ and ‘kind’ person.”

He looked hurt at first, but then again he started it and intended to finish it. “I can see why your whole family doesn’t talk to you. You always think you're the best or something. Maybe I remembered the date. Have you ever thought of that? Maybe I didn’t wanna hangout with you. Maybe I didn’t want to hear you nagging me every fucking second. You know what? I can see why people fucking hate you. Bully you and shit. Your such a fucking selfish freak.”

“What..?” You looked at him. You told him you were bullied, because you thought of him as your safe space. You thought of him as the only person who understood you. You felt safe when he was around you. You felt understood. To use that against you. To say you deserved it. To say you deserved to get hurt. To get shamed. To get everything that happened to you… it was your fault?

“What are you too dumb to understand?” He laughed at you. Hatred and venom spilling from his lips. “Awe.. look at the baby. You should be grateful I didn't break up with you. You should be thankful because I’m the only reason you're even someone.”

Tears filled your eyes. “God fucking damn it.” You muttered softly. You weren’t going to allow him to take you down. You were stronger then he would ever understand. “You really think anyone wants to hang out with you..? Do you fucking think anyone find you a good person..? Your just a fucking pretty face, okay? Your nothing compared to anyone else on your team. You might not realize it but to be honest sometimes I do want to be set free. Set free from this shitty relationship okay? That’s the truth. Sometimes I get sick of having to take care of you. When your fucking sore before you over works your self again. I am the only one trying to keep you okay. I’m the only one who actually thinks about the long run. No matter how hard you practice in the end you won’t even be able to walk. Let alone play volleyball and shit. You know what sometimes I get sick of being the only fucking one trying to keep us together.”

“Then maybe you should give up okay. Maybe we should finally go our separate ways. I mean after all, you're too easy.” He was hurt. He just blurted out whatever he thought would hurt you the most. Which fucking worked. Before you had said anything more he had left the room, leaving you stunned.

It took a moment but before you knew it you were out of the house, crying and walking the farthest away from your shared house as you could. “Fuck..” you whisper. Did he really not want to be with you..? You should have known. This relationship wasn’t a relationship. You barely talked. You felt alone. So fucking alone.

It took an hour for him to fully cool down. When he walked out of the room he was expecting you to be waiting for him. He was expecting everything to be okay. When he was met with the emptiness. The emptiness of you being actually gone. He was met with the realization that his words were taken just how he thought he wanted them to be.

You on the other hand we’re at the park blasting music in your ears. Forcing the thoughts to be pushed deep down. Forcing you to forget everything. Everything that hurts you. Maybe it would be best if you guys did go your separate ways..? You knew this wasn’t good for your mental health. But fuck that. This was the only thing that made you feel grounded. Made you feel okay. When he wasn’t with you or practicing he was out with friends, drinking and partying. You couldn’t continue to live like this. So maybe it would be best to let go. To give up on everything and everything you loved… your everything was him. You always argued and at this point you felt sick. Thinking about it just broke you. You had no more tears to cry, with your tear stained cheeks you decided to go back. To your home. It was over. Everything you had built up was coming crashing down.

On his side he was freaking out. He knew he was in the wrong. He knew there was no excuse for what he did to you, but what could he say? You were gone already. It took a bit for him to get to the nerve to call you. To his surprise he heard the sound of your ringing phone. So you left it. Maybe you were going to come back. Maybe you will and then everything will be okay again. Maybe everything would be perfect. It was a small chance but that's all he could hold on to.

When you walked in it was quiet, but there were soft whimpers and cries coming from your shared room. Gently you knocked on the door and waited for a response. You were surprised when you immediately heard a stumble and then were met with a hug. Your shoulder almost immediately feels wet to the touch. “Ba.. Oikawa..?” You muttered.

“Please don’t call me that.. please..” He muttered softly. His face buried deep into your clothes.

You kinda ignored his response. “I came back to get my stuff. I took into consideration what you said and I realized that you don’t deserve to be distracted by me all the time..” You whispered softly. “So like you said earlier.. I think it is best if we stop seeing each other.. entirely because I don’t know if I could let you go otherwise..”

His arms tightened around you, “C..can we please talk about it first.. please..” his nightmare was coming true, and maybe it was dumb but he didn’t realize how much he needed you.

“There’s nothing to talk about.. I don’t understand why you want to make it harder on me. I gave you what you wanted okay..? You can practice your heart out and hangout with your friends and stuff okay? You can finally find someone who will fit all your needs. You and I both know that I will never be what you want. So maybe it would be best if we just let go..”

“No… please no.. that’s not what I want.. I want to make it up to you and be there for you and I want to make you happy and I want everything to be perfect. I know I messed up okay? I don’t deserve you and I don’t know what came over me today because you're everything I’ve ever wanted. I know I don’t deserve it and there’s no excuse for what I said or did… I know I should let you find someone better but I love you. I love you so fucking much. I know I’ve been lacking and I want to make up for it. I want to be someone you want to be around again.. I love you so fucking much okay? I should have been there. I shouldn’t have said the things I did. I know I don’t deserve a second chance but please.. just one more.. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He didn’t want to let go of everything.

“I’m sorry too.. you didn’t deserve it. I’m sorry for everything and that’s why I want to let you go. To find someone who will not hurt you like I hurt you.. You and I both know that I can't resist it. I don’t know why you do this to me.. pull me back.. you have one more chance… Please don’t make me regret it. I really love you but this.. this isn’t going to work if we do what we are doing now okay? We will just tear each other more and more apart..” you whispered gently, kissing his head. Your arms finally meet his back as you hold him. “I’m sorry.. but I’ve got you now baby. I love you so fucking much..”

Kyoutani

Kyoutani was the type of person most people would never understand. Not because they were “difficult” or anything.. they just never took the time too. Well other than you. You were different. You understood his outburst and such. But at the same time you were human. There was only so much you could take. There was only so much you would take.

When he came into the locker room you were already waiting for him. He had been thrown out of the game for fighting with a few people. You knew he was frustrated. You could hear the crowd from a mile away shouting to kick him off. It was harsh. Even for ‘mad dog’ which he hated to be called. He hated to be tied to an animal.. and always being an angry reck. Anybody would. But of course nobody understood other than you. When he sat on the bench you immediately rushed over.

“Baby.. I’m sorry.. You didn’t deserve that.. just ignore them, please. I know it’s hard but their not important okay..?” You we’re just trying to comfort him. But there were times when Kyoutani couldn’t control himself. Like any other person when they get looked down at every fucking moment of their lives. When they are ridiculed and laughed at all the time. When they are nothing more than an angry person.. Sometimes there is nothing more to do than be the person everyone so desperately makes you out to be.

“Not important? Not important! I just got fucking kicked from the game because of them chanting to kick me. They didn’t even fucking have the decency to call me by my name. So don’t tell me it’s okay and that their opinion on me doesn’t matter. Because quite frankly their opinion is the only one that matters it seems.” He lashed out.

“I didn’t mean to upset you. It’s just that.. it wasn’t entirely their fault. You were arguing with the other team members.” You muttered. It wasn’t meant to do any harm, just for him to keep in mind.

“Are you serious right now.? Nobody else got kicked. Nobody. If they can’t handle a little trash talking, maybe they shouldn’t play a sport. I mean seriously there’s no need for them to tell the referees to kick me.” He started raising his voice when he spoke.

“I know it’s just that.. maybe you should try and not trash talk you know?” You whispered softly, retreating a bit.

“What?” He looked annoyed. “God ducking damn it. How can you be so cute but so fucking annoying. I mean seriously how can someone with such a face be so fucking dumb and so annoying?” His hands were balled into fist

“I..I don’t understand, can you tell me why you act so sweet..? Then so cold the next moment..? You don’t mean it right..? Please say you don’t mean it.” You were worried you loved him but god it was hard. It was hard to respond when your friends asked about your relationship. It was hard when they flaunted their perfect relationship and then asked about yours. Its was so fucking hard.

“Do you think I would say it otherwise..?” He looked at you. He laughed at you as he saw your pitiful expression. God it was almost sickening how much he saw that expression. That expression that nobody else had ever shown him. The one of worry  but at the same time already knowing it was coming. He loved it. He loved everything about you. But most of the time you pissed him off. This relationship wasn’t healthy. But for god sake you already started counseling. But fuck this was a bad idea.

Silence. Nothing could come out. You wanted to scream. You wanted to forget this. You wanted it to stop. Everything to stop.

“Answer me.” He punched the wall next to you. Fear spreading all over your face. Fuck. Fuck. Not here. Please no. He gripped your warm face making it so cold in seconds. Forcing you to look at him he laughed at your crying face. But when you didn’t stop for a minute he immediately backed away. He fucked up. He knew he fucked up. “Wait I’m sorry baby..” he muttered.

“Please stop. Please. I won’t do it again.” Flashbacks we’re pulling you way too far out. You were drowning. No one was around to save you. He was laughing as you begged to be saved, pushing you deeper into your own pool of your own thoughts. You were so cold. The next second you were able to move back to the surface.

Realization hit as he stepped back. “I..I am sorry..” he muttered softly as he left the room without another word leaving his mouth. Words were banging on his lips but he knew if he spilled them out everything out it would just hurt you ten times more.

You got up five minutes later, finally pulled back to reality and decided to get up. Grabbing your stuff you walked back into the stadium. Waving a small wave to the rest of his team before exiting. Confusion was read all over as they saw your tear stained face. To be honest, all that was running through your mind was that you didn’t want Kyoutani to break up with you. You didn’t want to be alone, again. You didn’t want to be just another one of his ex’s. So for the better of both of you it would be best to leave him be. To let him cool off.. for him to feel better.

He was freaking out. He fucked up. You. You were his everything, not only that but you were more than just that. You were like a fucking rainbow at the end of a rainy day. You were his partner in crime. You made him feel normal, you made him feel safe, and loved. He couldn’t believe he just put that all in danger. He just put everything on the line because of some stupid game. He hit the wall hard, “fuck me. I’m sorry y/n..” he muttered as he sank to the floor and balled up. Tears burning through his eyes. He did the one thing he promised you that he would protect you from. You became the one thing he was always scared of becoming. He loved you so much, he love you so fucking much.

You left and got into your car. Sinking into your seat you locked the doors, and hit the steering wheel. Taking a deep breath salty tears rolled down your already stained face. Placing the key in and turning it the car started. Next thing you knew you had left wherever you could go. You loved him. So fucking much. But it was hard to be okay when he acted so fucking rough with you. It was hard to stay calm and not imagine your past relationship in this one. You tried. You really did but god it was hard to feel okay, feel okay about everything happening around you. It was too much. So fucking much. It made your head hurt.

When the game ended Kyoutani was still freaking out, now moved back into the lockers. He didn’t know what he was expecting but he knew he hoped you would still be there. God damn it. He fucked up. You had left. You were gone. Tears brimming his eyes as he teammates walked in. Now mentioning it to his teammates their faces seemed to change. More salty fucking tears left his eyes, as he heard about what type of pain you looked like you were in.

You headed back to your shared place. Unsure where else to go. You weren’t close with your family anymore. You had no friends. You had no work buddies. You had nobody but Kyoutani and in turn, now you were left alone with the thought of everything being gone. Ripped right out of your hands as you're forced to watch your whole world come crumbling down on you. You placed your stuff down on the side and laid on the bed. It smelled just like safety. Just like Kyoutani. You just wanted to be held. You just wanted everything to be perfect, again. To be okay at least. You needed him more than anything.

After a night out he finally made it back to your shared place. He didn’t want to be back without you, but you weren’t answering and he didn’t know what else to do. When he walked into the apartment he slowly walked into your shared room. There he saw you. Laying in bed cuddled up in the blankets. Slowly and carefully he walked up. Not wanting to cause you any more hurt. He missed you. Even for a few hours he had felt like he hadn’t seen you in years. But maybe that was because he thought that’s what might have happened. Maybe he thought you had left for good. Maybe he thought he would never have the chance to apologize. Never have the chance to hold you again. When he reached the bed he noticed that you were awake. “Hey y/n..” he muttered softly. The silence was killing him. “I’m so sorry. I know I fucked up. I promised to make you feel safe and protected around me. I made a promise to keep you safe and protected. I broke both of those. I fucked up. I know I did. I lashed out again. I did exactly what everyone says I do. I just get so fucking heated for no reason and I know I shouldn’t and I know I should just relax. But I feel like if I do the worlds would burn though my throat and then it would just explode.. and I know it’s stupid and I know I end up hurting you more. I know that there is no good reason to do that. But I just.. I don’t know. You're the only one that makes me feel normal okay..? I know it’s not fair. I know it’s not. You just make me feel like whenever I’m with you that I’m floating. I just want everything to be okay again. I want everything to be back to normal. I know I should give you space but I missed you so much. I don’t want you to leave, please don’t leave..” he was crying again. He barely had any tears left to cry. He wanted to hold you but he knew it was a stupid idea. “I’m sorry for being so selfish.. but please..”

You never really heard him or saw him crack. But fuck. It hurts you so much. To see him beg for you to stay with him. What were you supposed to do..? Leave him now? That was never even the plan. You didn’t have a plan to be honest. You sat up biting your lip before you gently held him. “Hey baby it will be okay.. calm down I’ve got you.. I’m not going anywhere now. I promise you I’m not going anywhere.” You muttered softly. He melted into your touch. He knew he didn’t deserve it but he felt like he couldn’t breathe. “Shush… I’ve got you.. take a deep breath..” you mumbled softly kissing his head as he took deep breaths. Soon enough he was relaxed in your arms again. “You know and I know that I love you so much. But there’s a line between where I can take it and I can’t. I understand you get frustrated but I don’t deserve to be treated like that. I don’t deserve to be scared of being hit.. and I know we both know that. I try to be understanding but you need to try to be too okay..? I love you so much.. more than you might believe but Kyoutani I can’t handle being in a relationship with you if you're constantly annoyed or angry with me. I think we deserve to be happy.. and if that means needing to take a break then we would have to okay? You need to work on communicating. I know it can be hard.. but please..” you whispered. Tears flowing down your soft skin again. It was getting a lot. So it would be best if you told him… you needed him to understand.

He gently shook his head. He understood. He knew he was in the wrong. He knew he was lucky for you to be holding him.. for him to even still be in a relationship with you let alone it be still a romantic one. He loved you and he knew you didn’t deserve anything that he put you through. In the end all that mattered was you in his eyes. He was going to change.. he was. “I promise.. thank you y/n..” he whispered softly. Gently he wrapped his arms around you. “I love you so much..” he muttered. Everything would be okay.. he knew it was going to be now. All that mattered was that you were safe. That you were happy.. that you were in his arms again.

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[devilish-miasma]

Hello! do you know gokushufudo(the way of the househusband)? For a request, it could be possible Dante and vergil and nero(platonic) with S/O who is like tatsu, the immortal dragon. Excelent and Cook extremely delicious, have scary smile 🤣 and really love and care his boyfriend/ son? Hahah it would funny see the reaction of vergil when nero introduces him to her as his mother, they shake hands and she warns him not to hurt her son(Nero) again. While squeezing him hand too hard (super strength) Thanks!

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Ahh hello again. Unfortunately I do not know much of what you’re talking about. I did some research while I wrote this but I would like to apologize for any inaccuracies written here, as my knowledge of this anime is severely lacking.

I would also like to inform you that this was kept gender-neutral, except for Nero’s part. I know you used feminine pronouns when you spoke of Nero, so I tried to respect that. I hope you have a lovely day/afternoon/night and enjoy reading.

Toxic

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Dante

Oh my god, finally, someone who can get Dante to eat something other than pizza and strawberry sundaes.

Devil May Cry has been the cleanest it's ever been since your arrival. Cleaning the shop provided stress relief, cooking, too. So, you have no problem with your job as a housespouse. Though, it can be annoying when the electric is shut off.

Lady and Trish definitely tease Dante about it. Saying that the shop wouldn’t look this good if you hadn’t come around. Though, they do wonder what screws you have loose to marry Dante of all men.

Dante’s not one for finer, expensive cuisine, but he does appreciate the effort you put in meals. Making him meals for when he’s out demon hunting, preparing a meal for when he returns home. It makes Dante feel special, and feeling this way has made him fight harder. It pushes his determination to return home quicker and see you.

He’ll convince you to make homemade pizza. You only learn a recipe because it makes him happy, but you refuse to make a habit out of it. You just want Dante to eat something other than pizza for once.

Sometimes, Dante will come home super late, and he’ll see you at the table, asleep. Gently, he’ll pick you up and put you to bed, only for you to grab him and grumble about food in the fridge. Dante just smiles and kisses your temple.

As nice as you are, you’re also scary. You definitely scare him at times, including those affiliated with Devil May Cry. You have this… expression that demands authority. You even get Vergil to listen to you, and that’s saying something.

“You’re seriously that intimidated by someone so smaller than you, Verge?”

“How laughable for you to assume such things, little brother, when you bat your eye at them and do whatever they wish.”

Dante and Vergil’s fights end quickly now that you’re in the picture. Both of them stop due to not wanting to feel your wrath.

In general, you’re a badass. Once, you caught wind of a demon hunting job gone wrong, and you showed up, guns blazing (literally), proclaiming to your adversaries that you’re a housespouse. Dante has never seen anything hotter.

You are a sweetheart to Dante, though. Very loving, caring deeply for your husband. You lovingly kiss and hold him, his inner demon purring in happiness. The relationship makes Dante feel content, and he knows this is what he’s always wanted.

Vergil

“Ah yes. Me. My spouse. And their ability to make demons cry.”

You’re kind, understanding, and strong, of course he fell for you. You are also unafraid of him. Having someone like that forced Vergil’s walls down.

Vergil built his walls up tall and strong, and you were so, so stubborn and knocked them all down. He’s never felt so safe, so understanding with anyone before. Falling in love with you seemed as natural as breathing.

As sweet and kind as you are to him, your wrath is not to be tested. Vergil is not a man who is intimidated easily, but seeing what you’ve done to him and Dante when they fight made him realize you’re a force to be reckoned with. And he admires that.

Vergil enjoys cooking discussions with you. He loves seeing you become enthused with your craft, seeing how you become when speaking about cooking. Sometimes he doesn’t understand what you’re talking about but he enjoys learning. And you enjoy teaching him.

He’ll sometimes watch you cook. It’s very relaxing.

Cooking for him makes Vergil feel emotions. It is an act that makes him fall deeper and deeper in love with you.

Vergil doesn’t become jealous in your relationship knowing you can put those who flirt with you in their place. Once, Dante flirted with you, unaware of your relationship with him. Dante earned the shock of his life when you announced that you “had a man one-hundred times finer than” him while showing off your ring, and then grabbing Vergil and showing his ring.

Knowing that you’re so loyal also provides comfort to Vergil. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you’re suddenly not in his life.

When he’s out demon hunting with his brother or son (or both), you’ll always make lunch for him. Vergil has taken it upon himself to eat on top of Nico’s van to avoid being teased. Not that it's embarrassing, he just sincerely hates it when his brother does that.

You’re always up waiting for him, even though he tells you not to. You await with dinner ready, and Vergil can faintly smell cleaning products. From earlier cleaning, he guessed. It's a natural, normal thing and Vergil cannot imagine himself coming home to anything other than that.

Nero (platonic) (fem!reader)

You first met Nero at the grocery store, and this sweetheart grabbed something for you on the very top shelf. You met him again out in public when some men were harassing you, which he unkindly told them to fuck off. That’s when you invited Nero for tea, and you’ve adopted him ever since.

You are absolutely kind to him, a total sweetheart. Nero came to your place multiple times for lunch, even invited you to meet Kyrie. You bonded with his girlfriend through cooking, even teaching her a thing or two.

Soon, Nero found himself attached to you. He looked up to you, an older, positive feminine figure in his life, one he thought he’d never have. He began to see you as a mother, and due to how nurturing you were, it seemed natural for those feelings to fall in place like pieces to a puzzle.

With that sweet, caring side was a fierce protective personality.

“Don’t talk to me or my son ever again,” You growl at some asshole. Nero has never felt so cherished before.

When you met Vergil, it was hilarious and scary. Nero already told you about the whole arm ripping off business, and it formed some bitterness within you. When you met, you put on a happy mask and introduced yourself to this stoic, unflinching man. You knew what you needed to do.

As you shook hands, Vergil made a face best described as surprise. Through your smile, an intimidating aura leaked off of you. You gripped his hand with such force it surprised him that you, a human woman, was capable of such strength. Strength that affected a full grown half-demon.

You suddenly grasped his collar and forced him down to your level, your lower eyelid twitching.

“Listen here, mister,” your voice oozed with venom and protectiveness over Nero. “If I ever hear that you’ve hurt my son again, I will make you rue your very birth. Do that shit again and you will regret it. Understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Nero and Dante have never laughed so hard.

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[xxoikawa]

| You Bring Up Divorce During An Argument!

PART 2 ATSUMU

Genre: Angst To Comfort/Angst No Comfort (Atsumus)

Characters: Ushijima Wakatoshi, & Atsumu Miya

Pronouns: She/Her

TW: None

NOT PROOFREAD || IM SORRY

i’m a sucker for angst to comfort someone pls request fluff

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

“Ushijima, is it really that bad of me to want some time with my husband,” Y/n started, “I understand how important volleyball is to you, nor am I asking you to choose between me and it. I just wish you’d spend some of your off days with me instead of training!” Ushijima sighed as he looked at his wife. Her nagging was doing nothing but annoying him at this point.

He knew she was right, but being to stubborn he would refuse to acknowledge that. “I do spend time with you this argument is dumb Y/N you’re being dramatic.” He made his way into the living room across the room from her. “I’m being dramatic?” She flared her hands, “No, I’m not the one who missed three different dates using the same excuse every time Wakatoshi!” She sighed as she stared at Ushijima. He hesitated for a second before bluntly telling her, “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it. We’ve been through this, I can’t help my schedule-“ Y/n interrupted him, “You didn’t have anything that day!”

“This is your problem Ushijima. You refuse to acknowledge your wrong, I’m sick and tired of this! Why marry me when all your going to do is put me off to the side, I deserve to feel loved not put off!” Tears weld up in Y/n’s eyes, “I can’t do this anymore Ushijima if you’re just going to treat me like this maybe we should just get divorced!”

Ushijima paused at the this sentence, halting all movement including breathing. He didn’t know what to do without his s/o. The words, “Im sorry please don’t leave.” Immediately left his mouth. He rushed over to her and pulled her into a embrace. “I’m sorry, I’ll make time for us. I shouldn’t of acted the way I did.” Y/n sighed before holding him back. “I’m sorry I don’t want a divorce.” Ushijima pecked a light kiss to her lips.

MIYA ATSUMU

“She was obviously flirting with you tsumu!” Y/n was showing Atsumu a picture of him and an interviewer whom had her hands all over him. From his chest to his shoulders and even running her hands through his hair. “Y/n your being dramatic she was just being friendly you’re so insecure!”

“What the fuck Miya,” Y/n was furious, “How dare you even say that to me when the evidence is right there. You just let these girls do whatever all because their praising you!” Atsumu looked stunned for a second before responding, “I’m not I can’t control what they do, I’m not god Y/n!” Y/n stepped back towards the living room coffee table, “No but you sure do act like it!”

“I’m tired of this Atsumu I can’t deal with this humiliation! If you keep this up I’m getting a divorce!” Y/n’s eyes widened at the words that left her mouth but she stood her ground. She was definitely not going to take this kind of shit from Atsumu, not when Osamu could treat her way better.

Atsumu’s face turned into shock real quick. He never thought she would ever go to as far as divorce, “Look y/n I can’t help she was all over me!” Y/n did nothing but stare at Atsumu before picking up her keys and slamming the door behind her.

someone pls request a part two to atsumus where she leaves him for samu. PART TWO