#so like. now I have snake bites. nose ring. and an eyebrow piercing

[brainrotbabe24]

OMG can you write about Thorins company and reader who has like a tongue piercing, nose piercing, snake bites/lip piercing, etc, and a few tattoos at a pretty young age and theyre like How tf did this kid get all of those🤨😦

(Like not literally a kid but yk, younger than most of the company)

Ilyyyyy btw take care of yourself💞💞

Hi! Thank you for your request!

I had so much fun writing this one...it's kind of a mix of how they would react and if they had piercings and tattoos too! I kinda got carried away, lol 💖🎉

Gandalf:  Omg, how cool would it be if he used his wizard powers to make your tattoos move?! I feel like he would do that just for shits and giggles. Like one minute, you had a cat on your calf, and now it’s up by your collarbone.

Balin: He would rather get to know you than pry into why you got piercings and tattoos. If you feel comfortable telling him, he will listen without judgment. It would bring back memories of his young adult life with Dwalin. I think Balin and Dawlin have matching tattoos. I could also see Balin having a nose or eyebrow ring when he was younger, but it got ripped out during battle.

Dwalin: Dwalin would love that you had so many tattoos and piercings. He would ask to get matching tattoos. You guys will talk for hours about tattoos, future tattoo ideas, and any horror stories. I think out of everyone, he knows why you have so many tattoos/piercings but would keep that secret forever.

Óin: “You got a booger in your nose.” he would joke about your septum ring. Oin doesn't understand the idea of piercings, thinking they will get caught on things and be distracting. But he loves tattoos. I could see him having a lower back tattoo from when he was young and wild. His secret would be revealed on the journey to Erebor when they stopped to bathe in the fountain at Rivendell. “Nice tramp stamp, Oin; what’s it say?” Nori jokes. "Why not ask your mother? I'm sure she would know." Oin laughs!

Glóin: He thinks you're lying about your age. How could the youngest member of the company have more tattoos than all of them combined?! Gloin loves your nose ring though. You are trying to convince him to get one, and it's slowly working!!

Bifur: Would sneakily show you his one tattoo proudly. It’s a heart with a dwarf's name written in it...secret lover??? Would he consider his ax a piercing? Yes. He won't ask why you are so young with so many tattoos, but every so often, when you drop some lore, he will listen intently, ensuring he gets every bit of it.

Bofur: Gives each tattoo a name. If you guys were sleeping next to each other, he would trace them. If Gandalf did his magic to move them, he would make little stories for them to preform.

Bombur: Asks how you eat with a tongue piercing. He is a little confused about the hype of piercings and tattoos. But Bofur and he would write down all the lore you told, trying to piece together the story.

Ori: Ori would ask to doodle on your tattoos. He would add to them, like drawing squiggles or coloring them in. He would also ask you to pose so he could do drawing studies of your tattoos. By the end of the trip, he should ask you to pierce his ears! 

Dori: I have to admit, he would actually like your look. He would think it’s a very dwarf thing to do and find it incredibly fashionable.

Nori: Nori will bond with you over piercings and remind you to clean them. He will also tell Ori he should follow in his footsteps and get some piercings. "It would be a Ri family tradition!" Nori will say.

Side note: Nori definitely has nipple piercings and a tongue ring lol

Thorin: He would be a little hesitant. With your age, the tattoos, and the piercing, he would be super weary. Thinking you were a bad influence! Balin would have to tell him not to judge a book by its cover.  

Omg idea: So you know how the dragon sickness kinda made him obsessed about gold and jewels. Well, what if he started to act like Smaug and he would sleep on the gold…and it got so bad that now he has like little bits of gold and gems stuck in him. They would be littered over his body…the more I talk about it, the more I keep thinking of Edward from Twilight..so think Thorin but with a sparkly body. 😂😂

Fíli: He loves your look!!! I could also see him trying to get you into some dwarf fashion and would gift you cool earrings he made. He would be down to hear your stories about your tattoos, but he would be too nervous to show you his...gotta keep that princely image lol

Kíli: Would want to get snake bites because of you. He thinks they are so cool and totally badass. “y/n could you do it for me. Here use this knife and give me some snake bites!”.

Side notes: I couldn't find a GIF of snake bites, but this one kinda matches the idea I had for him lol

Bilbo: Bilbo would disapprove. He would be scared the first time he met you, thinking you were a criminal….and once he realized your age, he would faint.  How could someone so young have so many tattoos!!

[acetheripper]

Posting my headcanons for Danny and Vlad here that I posted in the Discord Server. Thanks Bender for helping me get in after so many years of looking!! 😭

Danny, Sam, Tucker, and someone Danny befriended in college all have a band that they practice every Saturday evening. They usually go to band battles like in Guitar Hero and will sometimes be able to compete to perform at concerts. I'm still working on the name but I've come up with The Phantoms lol

Danny lives with Vlad in Wisconsin and goes to Madison IT to study IT stuff.

Danny originally had his own room, but quickly moved into Vlad's room cuz they love each other lol

Danny originally worked as a barista at a Starbucks or cafe, but got fired for being "unreliable" so he now works at Best Buy as an IT support and repair man.

Danny is learning about tech stuff from Tucker and made his own smart watch that connects to his core so he can see when his core is low and he needs to recharge and even has an option to form an opening to the Ghost Zone for quick access. It also works like a normal smart watch that tells him his heart rate, blood pressure, blood sugar, plays music, and shows the time!

Danny dated Sam all the way up to junior/senior year of high school when he realized he was hella gay and broke things off with Sam who understood. Danny tried to date Dash, but realized Dash had a lot of internalized homophobia that he needed to work through so Danny goes to therapy with him and occasionally sleeps with Dash to help him get over his homophobia.

Danny is a MASSIVE fuckboy at college. He's known for being a huge flirt and can be really cocky, but it's all for show. He's steadfast faithful to his partner (AKA Vlad) and will never sleep with anyone while in a relationship unless given permission.

Danny and Vlad have discussed a BDSM relationship, but in my fanfic I was working on, they're only in their test phase lol

Danny upgraded from nerd to total punk/alternative boy. He wears ripped jeans, Tripp pants, a black jersy, chains everywhere and wears spiked jewelry.

My Danny has about the same amount of piercings as me. So tongue piercing, snake bites, two on one side, an eyebrow piercing, a slit in his eyebrow, tons of ear piercings, a nose ring, and a belly button ring.

He's got a tribal tattoo sleeve on his right arm and a few random tattoos on his left arm, including a semicolon (if you know, I'm so sorry and me too), a Shadow The Hedgehog symbol tattooed in his shoulder blade and a tribal tramp stamp 👀

Danny was with Walker way longer than the show. For me, Walker had Danny in Ghost Zone

More to post in a repost lol

[hanasnx]

i hav been obsessed with ur blog and how u write anakin since i found it, i have a prompt and i would love to see what u do with it. all i will say is greasy nic addicted pothead linecook anakin. thank u god bless 🙏🙏

no bcos this is my sweet spot actually. something about linecooks having a sailor’s mouth, barking shit at people in their way, sweaty from labor and from the heat of appliances, flirting with the cute waitresses & giving them meals to go home with…

☥ he’s the guy that works the most, probably as much as he can, bcos hes like… hobby-less

☥ i’m imagining dane cook’s look from the movie “waiting…” so the black bandana around the hair to keep it out of his face. eyebrow piercing, maybe some lip piercings ….. ooooo

☥ the nic and pot is so real and so special to me. you’d more often than not catch him outside in the back having a smoke. one time he came to work with a bong and he passed it around with the other ppl in the back

☥ horsing around constantly with his coworkers like theyre all siblings that hate each other

☥ but when you walk in,,, he gets so bashful sometimes

“heyy, miss (y/n)…“

his coworkers mocking him, batting their lashes like, “hEyY, mIsS (y/N)—“ and he whips em with a towel a little to get em to shut up

☥ always leaning on things, any excuse to get closer to you. you pick up a plate and he throws a towel over his shoulder and hes chewing on a toothpick and hes like, “when’s your shift up?” bcos he wants to hang out with you after even if its just smoking with you in his car

☥ he’s got that oral fixation, his vape, a cig if hes got it, pre-rolls he has in the pocket in his apron, toothpicks, toying with his snake bite lip rings when he talks to you

☥ you get so nervous around him bcos he looks so big and mean and acts so commanding in the kitchen. you like him in that black shirt he wears all the time even if it’s stained with food and sweat and it tucks so nicely into his apron

☥ listening to his shitty music on his shitty radio and every other song he’s like “ohhh this is a good one, this is a good one—“

“this is your playlist, ani—“

“shut up and listen. this chick is a genius. listen to this.”

he’s such a jackass.

he’d probably grab your hand on the way out and twirl you to the song. “dance, waitress, dance.”

☥ he rly would be so greasy. so disgusting. i love the word to describe him. greasy. smelly from working istg you’d love his musk. like the stench mixed with his deodorant and cologne. you’d joke with him how he smells so good and that you wanna stick his nose in his pit and he laughs it off like “knew you were a freak.” even tho that’s not technically what you meant but now you’re thinking about him shoving your face in his taint

☥ imagine the two of you finally smoke together as an excuse to hangout and suddenly youre straddling him in his backed up seat and making out like you’re trying to inhale each other. all that sexual tension finally having a space to be worked out as youre grinding down on his halfie and he’s got a joint still pinched in between his fingers

maybe he does you inside his car and the next day you can’t stop flirting with each other hardcore during work. he starts grabbing your ass discretely whenever he can, and your fingers draw down his chest while hes eyeing you hungrily. trying to lure you outside during his smoke break for a quick make out and grope session because he just can’t stay away from you

☥ bet a bunch of your coworkers think hes so hot and youre listening to em knowing youre the one doing him after the shift

[aromanticannibal]

mha characters physical headcanons (does that even make sense idk im french). this is in absolutely no order im just popping these up as I go

shouto is blind on his burnt side, the good ol headcanon. his eyes is a very dull blue

shinsou has a scar across his face from forster parents putting muzzles on him

bakugou is hard of hearing

aizawa has a single tattoo and it's a cat sleeping on a cloud

mic has a shit ton of tattoos including but not limited to : a matching tattoo of a cat meowing on a cloud, a lot of clouds, aizawa's goggles and capture weapon, music notes and partitions of his favorite songs, his own hero name, etc

midnight is tall as shit, shes taller than aizawa. mic is only 1cm taller than her but she wears heels all the time so she's still taller. she loves to tease people about it

I know it's just a funky thing horikoshi does to his characters sometimes but shinsou is actually one of the only people in the show to have white pupils. people's eyes mimic his pupils when shinsou brainwashes them.

aizawas hair is really thick and curly, but he takes terrible care of it.

on the topic of aizawas hair, sometimes it floats a bit when he's flustered, surprised, angry, excited etc

shinsou's hair just does that. it stands on its own and it's terrible and shinsou used to hate it but he comforts himself thinking it kinda looks like aizawas.

midoriya and mina are blasian i am right

mina has vitiligo

kaminari has a bunch of lighting shaped scars. also he's south asian and brown skinned because I said so

this is literally just how I edit hori's sketches now lmao (cough cough @lunejump)

iidas legs are fucking covered in scars and he refuses to say how he for them

ochako's cheeks are naturally really pink.

ochako's has chubby muscle dad bod vibe kinda. she'll beat the shit out of you anyway. she's also super small and wears discreet platform shoes sometimes

tsuyu's skin is just straight up green. I really just want her to be more frog like lmao. she got frog eyes too. toad skin in places with the little bumps and shit. also she's autistic I KNOW I SAID PHYSICAL HEADCANONS BUT SHH

dabi desperately needs glasses. he also has terrible dry eye because of the whole no tear duct situation, so in general he just doesn't see shit. he pays a lot fo attention to noise because of that.

dabi's hair is very fluffy and thick naturally, but dying it (+yknow the burning) made it really damaged (its why it's spikier than when he was young)

toga has a bunch of vampire features, notably : glowing eyes, pointy ears, the good ol' fangs, naturally sharp nails, pale ass skin from being sensible to sunlight, etc. she really likes garlic tho dont get her wrong

toga also got tattoos at some point, not a lot tho cuz she started only a bit after joining the league. she has : a lot of hearts, a bat, couple of knifes, "stainy <3" (she did this one by herself so it's a bit wobbly). she wants to get tattoos that ressemble her friends from the league, especially for twice, magne, dabi and shiggy.

mic has piercings. obviously. he has nipple piercings (listen im just a man), a nose ring (he doesn't wear it when doing hero work), a bunch of ear piercings, and an eyebrow one.

when they were in high school, mic got aizawa to get snake bites. aizawa stopped wearing them somewhere in his 20s so they closed back, and mic is constantly trying to get him to get them redone.

midnight prolly has matching nipple piercings with mic honestly they'd do that

shigaraki's hair is surprisingly soft because kurogiri makes him take care of it. when kurogiri gets arrested, his hair starts to get more tangled because no one brushes it anymore.

fuyumi, rei and dabi have the same hair type (wavy, thick fluffy hair)

shinsou stays pretty skinny no matter how much he muscles up. he has a fast metabolism and struggles to take on weight

aizawa is so fucking hairy its terrible

mic's mustache is like that because it's the only thing he manages to grow

mic's hair is like the opposite of aizawa's. it's straight and stringy, and its pretty damaged despite mic's efforts to take care of it because of all the hair gel

bakugou has heavy acne on his face and back, which is why he takes very good care of his skin. he doesn't really care if people think it's ugly, he just doesnt want it to hurt like a bitch

hagakure is really pale because the sun technically never really touches her skin. her eyes and hair are a weird pale color for a similar reason. not like anyone sees it much though.

MOMO IS TRANS MOMO IS TRANS I AM RIGHT. she was able to transition early on thanks to her parents acceptance and money.

momo is a bit chubby and taller than most of the boys in the class. she's never shy about eating a lot, especially since its what makes her quirk work, and she tends to get really hungry after using it a lot.

jirou often gets overwhelmed because of how much she can hear. think of dolores from encanto she can hear a lot.

her earjacks are really sensible too, but she doesn't really have anything to protect them.

jirou's irises are a very bright red.

hatsume is blasian, she has pink dreads

her arms are pretty muscly from working a lot on heavy stuff. she also has a lot of different scars on her hands and some on her face from her lack of care for safety

concerning shouto, the carpet does match the drapes. he isn't that hairy tho.

shouto has a couple of burn and frostbite scars on his arms from training too much. the burn ones are older, since he didn't use his flames for a long time.

shinsou is the type of pale thats so pale you can kinda see veins under the skin. he calls himself a corpse pretty often. it's also why his eyebags are so visible.

mirko is probably albino tbh (this is 100% inspired by that one edit)

while bakugou's palms are always super hot and sweaty, midoriya's are very cold for no reason.

midoriya bites his nails and the skin around them, often 'til it bleeds, so his fingers are. in a state (im just calling myself out at this point lmao)

mic has heterochromia and is hard of hearing

all might's eyes weren't blue before he got ofa. I like to think ofa modifies the user's appearance a bit, notably with the eyes. all might's eyes changed so luch because he went from no quirk to mastering ofa.

midoriya's eyes are very green naturally but when he uses ofa a lot, there's a blue tint as well (think the overhaul fight)

kirishima's hair must be so fucking damaged man. his hair is naturally black but he dyes it a very bright color, so he probably needs to bleach it a lot. it's probably permanent dye too since he wants to keep it like that, and he probably dyes his roots often too. plus the hair gel. he probably went through the elastic hair pain

bakugou's eyes are an orangey red, while kirishima's are blood red.

similar to all might and midoriya, aoyama's eyes became that bright sparkly blue when he got gifted his quirk. they're probably kinda glittery looking. his eyes were probably brown originally

kendo has stretch marks and some scars on her hands from them changing size so often. it doesn't really hurt tho.

shinsou probably had braces at some point

kaminari has a tooth gap

sero is part latino. he has brown eyes also.

sero's skin gets sticky sometimes. he hates it because people think he's dirty. It's really just a side effect of his quirk.

because I'm trypophobic I refuse to think sero has holes in his elbows. his tape is probably a sort of extension of his skin, and the weird shape in his elbows are here to help produce the thing.

denki has an eyebrow piercing

shinsou's eyes glow slightly when he's using his quirk, but it's not that noticeable.

aizawa's eyes glow yellow (like in the manga because I love yellow). otherwise his irises are completely black. it's unnerving

aizawa actually isnt that silent when he speaks, unless he's trying to. he has a big voice.

mic is actually very silent when he wants to because he's used to controlling the volume of his voice. also, he's very good at doing weird shit with his voice.

similarly, shinsou is very good at mimicking voices and sounds. he struggles a bit with high voices because his voice is naturally deep, but he's good at imitating birds and cats. he can purr also because I said so.

im losing inspiration unfortunately. feel free to share ur headcanons in the tags or in reblogs (even if they go against mine it's fine lmao). have a good day

[tontoemojis]

get ready for me about to ramble about body mods /SpIn

that’s so cool that you have so many body mods!!! my parents are immigrants and would literally disown me if i got anything extreme /cj

i can’t get anything besides ear piercings bc of my career path.. but sometimes i secretly think about getting eyebrow piercings, snake bites, stretching my ears, a bunch of tattoos, bridge piercings, and two nostrils held together by a chain… and then just choosing a new career ..

i only have a septum, four set of lobes, two cartilage piercings on my right ear, one cartilage piercing on my left ear, and then a flat on my left ear as well..

fun fact: i actually got 8 piercings last year in the span of only four months (aug-dec) .. 💀 i blame mania /cj.. i didn’t know you were supposed to not have more than 4 at a time! they’re all healing pretty well tho!

also two more questions!! do you have a DNI/byf list? i can’t find it on your blog and how do you feel about followers (non-mutuals) DMing you? asking for a friend… /j i love sending asks but then sometimes i will get too excited and send a huge all of text (like i’m doing now haha!)

anyways have a good day and i hope this didn’t overwhelm you!

hello there anon !!!! , I LOVE when people send me walls of text talking about their SpIns , this is a nice ask .

I totally get you on the parents thing ... but either ways I am going to do whatever the fuck I want with my body 👍 ; my plans are getting my { talking about bodily } lobes stretched to a 25mm or maybe even bigger !!!, I also would love to stretch my septum too . Leaving some images I will take inspo from down here ⬇️

I would also reaaaaally love to get some shark bites , a nose ring besides the septum , & maybe even an eyebrow piercing !!!

sometimes the thoughts get me & I want to get some surfaces done on my chest or around that area , but I doubt that will actually happen anywhere near soon , hoping the money gets to that much 🙏 , so glad to hear your piercings are all healing well !!!

ALSO ; this blog has no set DNI or BYI , idgaf whoever decides to interact with me . I would LOVE to make some new friends so DMs are always open for whatever !!!!! , although I ’ m not very good with DMs I would absolutely adore to try to make new friends 🧡

[thebifrostincidentlive]

night in the woods gender + sexuality + appearance headcanons (i’m not sorry)

mae borowski - this little kitty is so nonbinary she/they actually. she probably really grapples with her identity + i doubt she’s told her parents. the closest they’ve got is saying it quietly whilst watching tv with their dad but he didn’t hear her. she’s panromantic asexual but she’s only ever loved two people. she dresses very grunge, typical uk indie style and has super short messy brown hair. she never got any piercings but she has a couple of stick n pokes on her legs just above her ankles

gregg lee - cis male and gay, i feel like he sorta always knew he was gay and has always been very loud about it. he dresses fairly alternative, not quite full punk like casey was but fairly similar. he has a septum ring that he has to turn inside his nose at work and bleaches his hair blonde. He has a tattoo of a sheep on his forearm

bea santello - cis female. she’s bisexual but doesn’t really talk about it, the only girl she’s ever had feelings for is mae. she feels quite ashamed because she knew before her mother’s passing but never told her, so she’s left with this huge feeling of guilt as if she’s still hiding something from her. she dresses very gothically of course, and has a bridge piercing, a septum ring, an eyebrow piercing and snake bites. when she has the money, she takes a trip to bright harbor and spends the day getting a couple of tattooes. she now has seven up her right arm and three on her left. she has long dyed black hair.

angus delaney - cis male. he’s struggled with his homosexuality for a very long time and refused to accept it for a long time also. gregg is the only person he’s ever had feelings for. he dresses in a similar uk indie style to mae and has short dreads. he has no tattooes but he plans to get one the day he leaves possum springs.

germ warfare - germ is nonbinary using they/he pronouns. he’s the youngest of the group and has a baby face so they frequently gets teased for their age. they’re aromantic and mostly just interested in living their best life and spending time with his friends. they’re a typical alt kid with fluffy hair frequently dyed different colours. they don’t have any piercings or tattooes because he’s scared of needles.

casey hartley - transgender ftm. he never labelled his sexuality, just calling himself queer if he was asked. casey was a huge punk, often styling his hair in a mohawk and dying the mohawk part different colours. he also had a septum and lip piercing. he had several stick n pokes, one being an ‘M’ above his ankle (mae has a ‘C’)

[basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin]

one last question-

The sky is falling, our world as we know it is crumbling at your feet- two people stand before you. only one of them you can alert to the issue and save. The first is a man, he wears a dark trench coat and leather satchel bag. His eyes are hazel, complimenting curly back hair and a mocha skin tone perfectly. A tattoo traces down what you can see of this man's neck- music notes cascading out of view. There is sheet music poking out of his bag too, as you see upon further inspection. He has a kind smile but sad eyes, good posture and an infuriating cowlick. He loves his hand slowly and you notice the rings he carries as they clack together noisily, one on each finger. Different sizes and shapes, each one unique and alien to the next. The second is of undeterminable gender, their hair is short and choppy; as if cut blindfolded in the dark, and dyed an unfortunately bright shade of blue. Freckles and sea green eyes meet your gaze in a manner that would almost be cold if not for the fact that they are smiling brightly with so much joy that it borders on infectious. Piercings litter their pale face, nose, eyebrow, snake bite. Somehow, this person makes the metal fixtures look downright endearing. A scar runs down their neck, a remnant of a burn if you aren't mistaken, it disappears beneath the collar of their shirt and you forget the menacing demeanour in which it stood out instantly. Beneath a denim jacket adorned with many different pins and colourful badges, this person wears only brown corduroy trousers and an oversized sweater. That, too, seems strangely endearing.

(I did my best to sound like an NPC giving you a choice, okay?)

(also, yeah, person two is enby they/them I just didn't know how to put it)

sorry for the late answer, tbh i had to debate what i'm answering haha. yeah, i still don't know...

i would say that i'd just shout it out loud so that both of them hear it but i know that's not how this works. in reality i'd probably think about it too long (i can never make choices right away, especially not important ones) so that we'd all die together lmao. however, in theory, i kinda havevto choose. see, i usually don't have a huge problem with these 'moral dilemma' type of questions like for example the one with the train tracks where you can either save one person or 5 or something, because there i just always choose to save the most lives but here? it's one person or one other. damn, that sucks. also, i'm basically just sharing my thought process now bcs i don't know what to do haha

to skip me having the same thoughts over and over again, and to make it short: i believe if i HAD to choose one of the people to be saved, it's likely that i'd choose the first person. this is actually not an active choice and more of a 'what i know would happen' thing tho, bcs i'd find that person more attractive than the other and that's pretty much how the human brain works. psychology student here hehe. so yeah, basically that's the choice i would make without wanting to make a choice if that makes sense?

(also you did a great job, don't worry)

(haha don't worry about it, you expressed that in an understandable enough way)

[goldstride]

personally i think team rwby and gang should have piercings bc they’ve been through a lot and deserve to look even more kickass (v3 spoilers below idk how to spoiler tag so be warned)

personal hcs:

blake: 2 ear piercings in the same ear, almost always studs bc she’s fighting and whatnot but occasionally does a little chain between them. very close to being convinced into a nose ring

yang: *points at lesbian flag* septum. maybe bridge as well if we’re feelin especially goofy. always has cleaning supplies since she has to upkeep her arm somehow and piercings are also metal!

ruby: good ol’ eyebrow stud! she’d also be That Person with all the different ear piercings (helix, etc.) but really the most important one is the lobe bc she changes out which dangly earrings she’s wearing (absolutely has a mini crescent rose set)

weiss: has to get lobe piercing for her father since clip-on earrings are “undignified” (fellow unpierced lobers like me y’all are valid) so feels like such a rebel when she gets her second lobe piercing at beacon, post v3 gets a silver nose ring that she treats like it’s her child. queen of post-piercing care

nora: got a bellybutton piercing WAYYY back but took it out since it kept getting caught on her skirts, then got a smiley but it chipped a tooth during a fight so she gave it up, now has matching ear studs with ren

ren: matching stud with nora and …do i really have to say it? snake bites *laughtrack*

jaune: this poor man. he is afraid of needles and barely makes it through one side of lobe piercings before he taps out (wanted to be able to wear earrings of pyrrhas symbol :((((( yeah that’s right surprise angst)

oscar: turned away by every piercer ever even with blake or yang pretending to be his guardian. does not trust nora enough with a needle to let her diy a body mod

BONUS:

qrow: this man has a lip ring, an eyebrow ring, and ear gauges (which ruby liked to stick her fingers in as a kid—who’s kidding she still does it now) i just know it

[theblacksacrament]

today I got the other side of my lip pierced so.. now I have snake bites. plus my eyebrow. so like. I'm peaking goth / punk again boys

[likeastarstar]

Boredom, Disinterest, & Intimidation.

Summary: Jungkook's in that suit and he's bored and you're not impressed by much...except for him. and then you fuck him in a public restroom.

(A/N: WARNING! SMUT AHEAD! for the anon requesting striped suit jk...I got severely carried away this is so much longer than I intended...feedback is appreciated.)

masterlist.

You weren't impressed by much.

Men were too boring to be impressive most of the time. They watered their personalities down, made themselves too accessible to be deemed worth it for your effort. Basically, you thought you were better than most of them. Your friends said you should lower your standards or risk being forever alone, but you didn't really understand why that was such a bad thing. At least you liked your own company, preferring to fly solo most of the time.

That's what you were doing at the event you were at, a networking thing that your company sent you to in order to make connections in different industries your CEO was interested in. You were the go-to for this sort of thing, where you had to be coy and work a room with no commitment.

You stared at the glass in your hand, wondering how many flutes of champagne the woman standing next you had consumed. She swayed off beat to the instrumental music playing and you couldn't help but guess that it wasn't a lack of rhythm that was causing it. Someone called your name and you lifted your gaze, falling on a bulky looking man with a kind smile. You recognized him as the PR connection your company had, one who was in charge of not only your own company but several larger clients in the entertainment industry. You smiled at him easily, floating over to where he was.

"Let me introduce you to my friends, they're in the music industry." He said pleasantly, gesturing to the group of men standing beside him.

You scanned the group neutrally, recognizing them instantly. Of course you knew who they were. You wondered why you were being introduced to them but soon connected the dots when you heard they were looking to explore the possibility of expanding their tour set-ups, primarily in the technology area, an aspect your company could help with. The tallest man did most of the speaking, his warm smile and easy going humor making it easy to see why countless people were in love with him. Your eyes stuck on another member of the group however, one standing towards the back with an uninterested look on his face.

While the rest of the men looked towards you eagerly when you spoke about previous experiences with audio and performance oriented tech expansions, he stared off to the side with his hands in his pockets. You studied his figure- black and grey striped suit tailored to a tee, skimming the length of his lean body. Straight shoulders, thin waist, legs for days- his proportions were scientifically perfect. His hair was gelled and neatly parted, jet black matching the inky color of his eyes. Everything about him was unapproachable, from the bored purse of his lips to the eyebrow piercing that reflected the light in a sort of warning. Another one of the group began saying something, sparking his attention.

His eyes flickered to you, flying over you at first and then doubling back to study you more closely. He frowned slightly, blinking a couple times before realizing you were staring back at him, refusing to look away.

"Seems like they're about to start the dinner, where are you seated?" Someone asked you, causing you to tear your eyes from his.

You just happened to be seated across from the man in the striped suit, who's name you had heard a couple times but had forgotten since you didn't personally pay attention to things like that. You ignored him and the way he slouched over in his chair, pushing his hips forwards with his neck stretched to the side so his head could rest back on the chair, watching the rest of the room out of the corner of his eye as if he couldn't be bothered to interact with it himself. He was distractingly handsome, chiseled jaw cutting a sharp line through space.

You started a conversation with a woman to your left who ran a charity organization or something, the details weren't really sticking in your mind since a certain someone had decided instead of zoning out, he'd zero in on you with total focus. You turned your head slowly towards him when you couldn't take the tension you felt from seeing his gaze locked on you out of the corner of your eye anymore, the knot of anticipation only tightening when you noted his smirk.

"Do you normally stare at people?" You asked in a flat tone.

"No," He said simply. "I actually make it a point not to make eye contact with people at these sorts of things. I'm making an exception."

He leaned forward in his chair, face tilted slightly so he was looking up at you through his eyelashes. You resisted the urge to squirm in your chair- this wasn't you. You didn't get intimidated easily, you were the one doing the intimidation usually. He rolled his broad shoulders back, sitting up straight as if to let you get a better look at him.

"Don't bother," You quipped.

"Aren't you bored?" He asked, a slightly surprised expression breaking the air of neutrality around him. "Don't you want to do something fun?"

"I'm working, I don't worry about having fun while I'm on the clock." You said, rolling your eyes before refocusing on the conversation you were having before as the appetizers were served. He was right though, things like this were incredibly boring. Rarely did you ever have fun at company events. You thanked the waiter, words hitching slightly when you felt a stiff shoe glide by your heeled foot, an ankle hooking around yours brashly. You blinked and looked back towards the man in the striped suit, a neutral expression on his face other than slight lift of his eyebrow, the silver hardware of his piercing sparkling. You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth to resist saying anything, trying to stop the heat pooling towards your lap.

You looked away quickly and he laughed, it's charming silvery tone ringing in your ears in a way that only distracted you further. You pushed your foot against his unconsciously, rolling your ankle around his as you carried on listening to the conversation around. It wasn't until he pulled away from you, touch ripped away that you realized you had been so forward with your actions. You watched him rise out of his chair, body limber and lean, looking down at you with a menacing intensity. He quirked his eyebrow again and you watched him stalk off towards were you knew the bathroom of the restaurant to be.

Even his walk was distracting, the way his shoulders rolled, hands swinging slightly, practically gliding across the room.

"What were you saying?" The woman next to you asked, tapping on your shoulder.

"I," You started, still staring off in the direction he disappeared to. "I was saying that...You know, I actually will be right back, I have to make a phone call."

You got up quickly before you really knew what you were doing, pushing through the waiters still trying to serve the large room full of VIPs. You passed the hallway to the bathroom when a hand snaked out and yanked you to the side, a now familiar pair of eyes staring down at you.

"I thought you didn't want to have fun?" He asked, a small smile on his face.

"I'm making an exception," You mocked, repeating his words from earlier before kissing him brashly.

His lips were soft on yours, tongue fighting against yours for control of the kiss almost instantly. His hands smoothed down your body and pushed you into the bathroom, ass pressing against the countertop. You matched his ferocity, biting down on his lip and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down closer to you. He lifted you onto the countertop, hands still kneading any part of you he could get his hands on. His hand settled on the jut of your hip, breath panting out as he moved down to your neck, kissing and sucking the skin there.

"Don't fucking leave a mark," You snapped, words venomous despite your hands pulling him between your knees. You hooked your legs around his figure, sighing as he pushed a sleeve of your dress off your shoulder and bit down on the space of your skin that was previously covered, laving over the spot with tongue.

"I'll be careful," he promised, "No one will see. My name's Jungkook, by the way."

You felt a lick of heat in the pit of your stomach, something animalistic that told you to keep going, ask for more, demand it from him. You didn't bother telling him your name and he didn't ask for it, pushing a hand up your dress instead. His hand rubbed circles on your skin and you realized he had rings on, cool metal pressing into the flesh of your thigh. Your brain felt like it was fizzing out, dial tones going off instead of coherent thoughts. God, why did his hands feel so good on your body? Why was he such a good kisser? What cologne was he wearing?

"Tell me to stop," He dared, pulling his lips off of you. He rested his forehead on the top of your shoulder, hand freezing in place. You said nothing, watching instead as he tilted his head back up to you with a surprised expression.

"Don't," You mumbled, voice so quiet you'd think he didn't hear you if he didn't smile at you. It wasn't a smirk this time, not a sly little expression, no cockiness in sight. He looked...sweet. Pretty. His eyes were sparkly and his cheeks fluffed up when he smiled like this, nose crinkling slightly. You felt your heart pang and wondered what the fuck was happening to you- who the hell was this guy?

"You wanna get fucked by a stranger in a random bathroom?" He grinned, going back to the cocky motherfucker you had known all night. He stood to his full height, hand still kneading into your skin as he gazed down at you, eyes catching on your parted lips. He tilted his head and leaned in, stopping just shy of contact. You skated a hand down his body, pressing fingertips against the firm abs you could outline under the silky material of his shirt, smiling slightly when you heard his breathing stop as you dragged your palm over the crotch of his pants, outlining his hard cock with your fingernail and wrapping your hand over it. You squeezed lightly, feeling Jungkook's fingers push up your leg and pull your panties to the side, "You're interesting." He mumbled, frowning slightly.

"No, I'm not," You said flatly, just before he dragged a finger through your folds. You breathed in sharply, feeling him brush past your clit and press down lightly, hips bucking up slightly. He thrust two fingers in you suddenly and you moaned. Jungkook kissed you, muffling your noises of need with his mouth on yours. Your back arched up to him, mind completely blank as he started pumping his fingers in and out of you. "Slow-"

"No, fast." He grunted, "Gotta open your tight little pussy up if you want my cock. You do want my cock, right baby?"

You kissed him desperately, feeling his fingers split and scissor inside of your pussy, his thumb rubbing into your clit in rough motions. Nothing about what he was doing to you was gentle or soft, pushing you, stretching your limits, teasing you where he could.

"Yeah," You nodded, "Yeah, I want you to fuck me."

Your breathing became labored and you felt your chest heave as he curled his fingers, looking for a certain spot until a jab of his fingers had you spasming. He kissed you still, smirking against your lips as he angled his fingers to hit the same spot over and over until he had you cumming around his hands, wrapped around his finger like a cute little bow, willing and able to do anything he wanted you to. He was staring at you again, inky eyes locked on your face, scanning your expression as you came like he was trying to memorize it. He pulled his hand away too quickly, taking your panties with him.

Jungkook tucked your now ruined lace panties in his suit pocket and gazed at you, grinning as he unzipped his pants, "Okay, I'm gonna fuck you now."

"Okay," You said weakly, feeling your pussy spasm around nothing.

He shuffled closer to you, standing in between your legs as he pumped his cock. You peered down, wanting to see what his cock looked like before it entered you. Shit- he was huge. Maybe he should've used another finger. You watched him reach in his wallet and pull out a condom, tearing it open quickly before rolling it over his cock. You bit down on your lip nervously, realizing how much this was about to sting.

"What? Nervous? Wanna stop?" Jungkook asked, tilting your head back up to look at him with a finger underneath your chin.

You locked eyes with him, eyes warm and inviting. His lips were flushed pink and had some of your lipgloss smudged on them, cheeks flushed and a glow on his skin. He was really pretty like this. He was just pretty in general. No, you definitely didn't want to stop.

"No," You said simply, "I want you."

He smiled and nodded shortly, lining himself up with your entrance and pushing in with one smooth motion, "What pretty girl wants, pretty girl gets."

You laughed shakily, leaning into the slight burn of his cock splitting you open, "Whatever I want?"

"Whatever you want," He nodded, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment before starting to move his hips, cock pulling and pushing against your pussy walls. "Shit- you feel really fucking good around me."

You moaned at his words, feeling his hips snap back, pulling his cock almost completely out of you before slamming back in. You were glad you were sitting on the countertop, you weren't sure your legs were working at the moment, curled tightly around Jungkook's body. His hands gripped your thighs, pulling your dress up and out of the way so he could watch your pussy take him, liking the wet noises that came along with how turned on you were.

"So wet, you have a crush on me or something?" He joked, laughing in a dry sort of way. You rolled your eyes and gripped a hand over his bicep, digging your nails into the muscle there underneath his suit jacket.

His thrusts quickened and he released one of your hips to slip his fingers around where your pussy was stretched around his cock, rubbing the folds there, adding stimulation that ripped the air from your body, making your head spin, body beginning to float away to nothingness.

"You're so fucking sexy," You moaned, gazing at him and the look of total concentration on his face as he fucked you into the bathroom countertop. His brow furrowed, sweat dripping down his face, pink tongue sticking out between his lips slightly. There was no way there was another guy on the planet like him- no one was this attractive.

You saw him blush and look up towards you nervously, suddenly shy to make eye contact, "Yeah? Y-you are too."

It was your time to smirk, rolling your body onto his. You felt his fingers latch onto your clit, rubbing incessantly. You clenched your pussy around him and he groaned, keening over and smashing his face into the crook of your neck, breath stuttering. He changed his pace suddenly, rolling his hips onto yours with an even faster speed you didn't know was possible. He was precise, pushing on the sensitive spot in your pussy with his fingers on your clit matching, pulsing, squeezing, tugging sharply.

"Your pussy felt so good cumming around my fingers," He mumbled against your skin, "Wanna feel it around my cock too, can you do that for me?"

"Okay, only because you asked so nicely." You smiled, feeling his hand squeeze your side in response. He bit down on the same spot of your shoulder he did earlier and that was it- you were unraveling around him in an uncontrollable way. You whined out his name over and over, triggering his own release as his hips finally faltered, shoving against yours for the last time. He stilled in you, moaning against your skin in that silvery tone that rang out like a bell in your ears. You felt him empty into the condom that separated yourself from him, feeling oddly angry that he had worn one to begin with.

You had just gotten fucked hard and were already wondering what it would feel like to have him do it again without a condom, what it would feel like to be stuffed with his cum. You squeezed around him unintentionally, getting turned on again at the thought. He winced, feeling oversensitive and pulled out of you slowly. His hands were shaking slightly, pulling off the condom and tying it closed before throwing it away in the trashcan.

You pulled your dress down as you caught your breath, floating back down to earth. Your eyes fell on the clock- you had been gone for 20 minutes.

"I should've been back at the table already," You noted, staring at the clock.

Jungkook tucked himself back into his pants and fixed his appearance, frowning at the mirror, "I should've kept fucking you for longer."

You laughed and ran a hand through your hair, "Maybe I should just go home- it'll be suspicious if we both go back at this point and I've made enough conversation for the night."

Jungkook stood in front of you, looking too happy but otherwise rid of all evidence of being freshly fucked, "Give me your number at least, I want to see you again."

You pursed your lips and debated it for a moment, staring at the hopeful look on his face. Normally, you'd say no. But something about him...

"Fine," You said nonchalantly. "But don't expect anymore exceptions from me. I'm hard work."

"I'm okay with that," He grinned, pulling his phone out quickly.

You really hoped that he was because he officially impressed you.

[naokow]

Get Free

 summary:  I want to get off, but I keep riding the ride, I never really noticed that I had to decide, to play someone's game, or live my own life.

warnings: angst, manipulating behaviour from eren, female reader (i’m sorry i didn’t make the reader genderless), cursing, smoking, drinking. let me know if i should add something else.

word count: 2.8k

A/N: so let me know if it sucked, pls, thank you. also, English is not my first language, so there can be mistakes pls tell me where my dumb ass was wrong

The hand on the waist was the final nail in the coffin for you.

How dare he dance with another girl. How dare he smile at her, how dare he ignore you and act like you weren't there, too.

"This is just pitiful," Marleen snorted, finishing half of her drink in a sip as she watched the same scene unfolding in the living room, those two uncaring of everyone else, like they were throwing it in your face.

You hummed, not really in the mood for taunts and half assed advices. "Which part?"

Marleen finished her drink and threw the cup over her shoulder, over the improvised bar the frat boys did last year with wood panels and boxes. It landed in the kitchen, someone yelling at the brunette as it nearly missed him.

 "You. Honestly, for the last time, you need to—"

Frowning, you tensed and turned to glare at her, only to stop staring at the dance floor. "Honestly, Marleen, for the last time, I'm not fucking Jean to get over Eren."

She raised her hands in mock surrender, taking the half empty bottle of beer from your loosened grasp. "Doesn't have to be Jean, pal."

Groaning, throwing your head back dramatically, you couldn't find it in yourself to debate this subject, again.

Not that it mattered. Not like it was supposed to be a fun night at a frat house. Not like you made a fuss about it, dressed in your best leather pants and top, tattoos on display.

Not like you actually tried a bolder look with the cat like eyeliner and actually put on lip gloss, because you knew Eren liked those, said once your lips were pretty like that, coated with too much cherry glitter—

No, it didn't matter, not even as you sat there, feeling stupid as you pulled at your snake bites, wondering if you should get drunk or just go back to your dorm and complain to Annie.

But the blonde was at the party, too, somewhere among the crowd and probably sulking just as you, if you were to guess after seeing Armin with some junior chick an hour ago.

Marleen pushed herself away from the counter, losing her balance as she fell from the chair, but you saw it coming. Rolling your eyes, you caught her arm and steadied her.

Marleen grinned as you let her go, and seized your bicep, squeezing it three times, like a grandmother would with her grandchildren's cheeks.

"God, I love your muscles."

You loved them, too, but often found yourself wondering if Eren would pick you if you looked different, like the pretty, thin brunette wrapped around him on the dance floor.

God, how much can someone dance?

"Anyway," Marleen sighed, fake annoyance and all that, "Someone has to fuck Jean."

You snorted, "Poor you, volunteering like that for society."

She waved you off, pushing your now empty beer bottle into your chest as she left your side with her arms in the air, waving franatically to catch Jean's attention from his seat on the couch, where Connie was trying to explain something with his fingers.

Putting the bottle behind you on the counter, you tried to stop yourself from looking at him. What good did it do to—

He was gripping her waist, his large hands, clad in rings you got for his last birthday, covering her exposed skin. Her arms were in his hair as he bent to say something in her ear—

No, you noticed, he was kissing her neck and she was grinning sideways at Eren.

Scoffing, you tugged at one of the pierces in your nose. You should know better by now, Marleen once chided after cleaning your face off, ruined make up almost dried on your cheeks.

He knows, Annie scolded from beside you two in the small public bathroom after Eren ruined karaoke night and brought his new girlfriend.

He knows you love him and doesn't care. So do yourself a favour and move on.

Yeah, you watch Eren laugh at something the girl said, move on from the crush you had on him since you were sixteen and his hair was still short and he was crying over his parents' divorce.

Sure, move on and forget all the times you helped him, picked the pieces and put him first. Like he did, all those years going down the drain ever since the school year started and he barely acknowledged you.

"You look like shit," someone took the seat next to you, and you sighed before accepting the offered red solo cup.

"Feel like it, too," you looked at Levi snorting as he sipped on his beer. He looked like he just got out of bed.

Right, you scowled at yourself. You've been so busy preparing to let Eren walk all over you, that you forgot that Levi lived in the frat house that hosted the party.

Hange was talking Erwin's ears off, but he smiled and waved at you from where he stood close to the oven, once you looked over your shoulder to inspect who was there. Hange imitated his gesture without turning to see who, exactly, they were saluting.

Levi ignored them altogether, hair disheveled from his twitching fingers. He probably had a nap, you guessed, from the simple black shirt and jeans. Most likely got dragged down from his room by Zeke, or someone.

You knew him well enough, since he bumped into you almost one year ago, in the parking lot where you were smoking, asking for a lighter. Sure, he ignored your bad mood since you walked over to class when Eren forgot to pick you up.

It was just one time.

It wasn't until many months later that he picked a habit of ditching you and your plans together.

Levi was older by two years, and so were his friends, but they took you under their wing almost immediately.

They were protective of you, especially Hange, but no one came close to Levi anytime Eren made you cry or upset you with anything.

Like now, as he glared at the place where you already knew Eren was having fun with the girl. But you chose to look at Levi, chin in the palm of your hand.

Finally, he turned to take you in, his eyes catching onto the fact that you wore the rings and choker he got for you over the last year, then the many earrings Hange and Erwin got you anytime you wanted another pierce.

"Well, you sure look worse than me," you smirked, but Levi frowned at your attempt.

"He did it again?"

You couldn't find it in yourself to get mad at his words, "He just forgot, is all."

Levi snorted, "He should get checked for that Alzheimer he's been sporting for the last months."

You hit his arm, barely touching him, and huffed. "Play nice."

To his credit, he left it at that and let the noise of the party fall over you, both nursing your drinks.

You pondered going to Hange to ask if you could crash over the night with them, knowing Marleen was busy and Annie probably left by now.

"Want to dance?"

Well, then.

Your eyebrows almost reached your hairline as your eyes found Levi's, "Huh?"

He didn't shrug, or rolled his eyes, simply putting down his bottle and staring at you. You didn't want to look over at the dance floor, or be near that sexual tension, but—

But Levi was trying, and you knew how much he despised the parties, or having to interact, or, God Almighty forbid, dance.

And he was asking if you wanted to, because he knew you liked the song that was playing before you even realized what song it was or that you've been moving your head along with the beat for the last minute.

But Eren was th—

You jumped from the bar stool, "Sure."

You were taller than Levi by some good inches, but that didn't bother him. It never did, not even when you made fun of it at game nights or that one time at the carnival when he was the only one to join you in the big rides.

It didn't bother him, not even now, as you let him put his hands on your bare waist and slightly gaze up at you.

Hands around his neck, you let your chin rest near his ear, "You dance like someone's grandpa."

You could only assume he scoffed as he moved his arms around and pushed you closer to his chest.

"That's how you're grandpa danced?"

You shrugged and let him move your hips to the beat, fingers lost in his hair. "Wouldn't know. He died before I was out, kicking and screaming for the last time in my life at my mom."

Levi shook his head at your words, used to your humour and thankful you couldn't see his smile as he put his forehead on your bare shoulder.

You found yourself forgetting about Eren for a while as Levi danced with you and touched your skin, fingers grazing sometimes over your back or spine.

Then he was lost to your mind altogether when Levi caught your eye and you tried to make sense of the look he was giving you.

Marleen said something about his stares, when you couldn't see him watching.

You wet your lips, and he watched your tongue swipe over the pierces. "What, Ackerman?"

He shrugged, "You hate lip glosses."

It was barely there after all the drinks, but the thin, shiny coat with that stupid glitter was noticable enough for Levi to glare at.

And you did, you did hate lip glosses when Levi's arms were around you like that and his hands didn't shy away at the feeling of your muscles like Eren once did, because, damn, what chick wants those abs?

"'m stupid, I know," you mumbled, head titled close to his ear, but he turned to look at you, not even dancing anymore as his mouth was so damn close to yours.

"Want me to buy you another lipstick? What was it, again? R—"

You laughed, and Levi smelt the juice and whiskey on your breath. "Red, yeah. Still don't know how you found that shade, it was so nice, and I finished it too fast."

Levi smirked a little, "Told you, it's a secret. How else am I gonna surprise you?"

You felt him around you, too real, too much, it consumed you, steadily, as his eyes wondered around on your features.

"You surprise me anyway, Ackerman."

He wet his lips, then frowned, having to remind himself you weren't there for him, that you were in that position only because you were hurting again and because he was stupid and reckless and—

"Take it off, please?"

Levi searched your eyes, "What?"

"The gloss crap. Take it off, please."

Levi's breath hitched. "Are you sure?"

You looked down at his lips, "Help me a little, Levi."

Damn you. Damn you and your beautiful face, that irresistible body and that personality and the fact that it made him fall hard. So hard he couldn't deny you, even if it hurt him.

Because you were still hang on Eren, waiting and suffering, uselessly prolonging the inevitable everyone knew its end, but you. 

But now you were in his arms and looking at him like he put the stars that formed those constellations you adored so much, on the sky.

Damn you, da—

He would never admit it hurt to press your lips to yours, to feel that cherry lip gloss first, then the punch as he probed at your mouth to get rid of that crap as you so nicely asked him to.

He hardly noticed how the pierces felt against his tongue, all lost to his mind as he gripped your hips tighter.

He would never admit it bothered him how your fingers played with his hair as you moved your face down and kissed him too roughly for his taste.

But it brought some satisfaction to glance over your shoulder at the shocked, angered Eren, his dance partner forgotten as he stared at his hands on your skin.

Good, it felt good. Even when Levi knew you would regret it the next day and go back to sulking over Eren.

But you brought his mouth back to yours and kept his face in your hands and made him ignore how much it hurt while he bruised your lips with too many kisses.

Levi tried to convince himself that things would finally be better, that it was the right move and he wasn't just a rebound. Maybe, if he kept telling himself that, he would believe it, too.

Even as you pecked his lips once, twice, stopped to gulp down breaths of air, like you just surfaced from water, like you've been drowning and finally, finally, you were free now.

But you stayed close, foreheads pressed against each other's while some stupid disco song started playing and Connie's excited yells surpassed even the stereo system.

You opened your mouth, and Levi wondered if he should be the first to say sorry.

"This is nice."

Flinching, you furrowed your brow and turned to look at Hange. They grinned, inches away from your face. Levi scoffed, and took one, two, fuck it—

He almost jumped away from you, putting space, almost making a statement. He glared at Hange.

"Is this our new secret handshake? I have to tell Erwin," they didn't wait, and you sighed as Hange bounced away to annoy Erwin for the millionth time that night.

You clicked your tongue, Hange forgot to tell you why they interrupted... Whatever that was with Levi, who was now rubbing his face in what you knew was annoyance.

Wetting your lips, and feeling no trace of cherry, made you feel worse than before.

"Right, I'm—"

Levi scoffed, hands back into his pockets as he already moved to walk past you. "Don't. I'm sure Jean would like to continue this."

You wondered why his words stung that much, because you were supposed to feel better after kissing someone. Because it was supposed to make you feel something else than sadness and constant self hatred.

Because—

Eren was making his way towards you, and Levi was already lost in the crowd before you could try to mend things. And say what, exactly? Nothing made sense anymore, your thoughts scattered all over the place because—

"What was that about?"

He was asking you, talking to you, and it didn't feel as good as you thought it would. Neither could bother to step aside, talk somewhere private, people still drinking and dancing around.

But why would Eren go somewhere private with you? It wasn't right. Nothing was feeling right as he glared down at you, at your swollen lips and flushed cheeks, that even the low light of the Christmas lights hanged around the walls couldn't hide.

"What?"

Sure, you were broken. Mind blank and fingers twitching to hold onto something.

Eren frowned, "What was that about, with Ackerman?"

You blinked at him. "I'm sorry?"

It wasn't the apology you almost shot at Levi earlier. You sounded too confused and shocked, even for you.

But nothing made sense and Eren was now fuming.

"Listen—"

And you were all years for him, straining yourself to hear him over the music and the crowd that pushed your bodies closer. All because you were used to this, dropping all doubts and latching onto Eren. Honestly, you couldn’t remember the last time he was that close to you, couldn’t comprehend the harsh reality. 

He was there because it bothered him to lose his play toy, and you were too blind to see it, or anything else beside his eyes as he talked. Blinking, you allowed Eren to take you to the kitchen, something about another drink. 

Levi was lost to you as Eren put his arm around your shoulders, barely keeping it there as he started talking about his classes and something his colleagues. You granted him your attention, all of it, never half hearted like he was with you most of the time.

Try all the time.

Because you were better, always so caring and welcoming for Eren to just pick and take whenever he pleased. But he was your friend, you cared too much about him to just let him go or ignore his needs. And he even left that pretty girl to talk with you. Surely, that must count as something. 

“Where’s your lip gloss, hm?” Eren inquired, watching you over the rim of his cup as you blinked, head titled to actually think about what he asked. Then,

“Oh, sorry. must’ve worn off,” you struggled to articulate the words, barely thinking them through, feeling small, almost lost under his stare for a moment. Eren smiled down at you, almost cynically, as he put his cup down and took your hand in his. 

“Want to dance?”

You nodded, faster than before, with—

It didn’t matter, not in that moment.

Assuring him it was alright, because every little thing was alright to you as long as it was Eren and his hand was taking yours, even if the hold was loose, barely there, like he was seconds away from letting it go.

[kixa]

Getting Tattoos/Piercings with HQ boys

Pairing: Teushima x reader, Tendo x reader, Suna x reader gn!reader

Warnings: Some suggestive stuff but no nsfw, piercings and tattoos, edibles/weed

A/n: I’m so glad this popped in my brain this idea is scrumptious, sorry this took so long

@killkuma @byougen no explanation

Terushima:

- So my man already has a tongue piercing and he’s in love with it

- Flaunts it and shit wants everybody to know

- I see him more as a piercing dude than tattoos even though he has some

- You have a couple tats but they’re fairly small and not really noticeable

- Teru has been bugging you to get a piercing for the longest (he wants you to get a belly button or a septum he thinks they look sexy asf)

- Once you finally agree he’s geeked asf and literally counts down the days until your appointment

- He decided he was going to get one as well but he wouldn’t tell you where, it was a surprise

- You settled with the belly button

- He waited outside the room because he wanted to be surprised at the outcome

- When you were done you walked out a little hesitant, Teru’s eyes searching for the piercing and then looking to you to pull up your shirt

- You slowly rolled your shirt above your belly button revealing the new jewelry on your stomach

- His eyes widened with glee as his hands reached out for you to pull you closer and get a better look

- He looked up to you and gave the biggest smirk and then he faced back to your piercing and started to lean into it

- “Aht Teru you can’t kiss it it might get infected.” You scolded. He pouted and sighed, “Ok…”

- He opted to give you a quick peck on the lips instead and started to move to the room

- After waiting for a hot minute he returns and once again that smirk had graced his face but he also look a little pained

- Your eyes scanned his body and face for another piercing but you couldn’t find it

- “Where is it?” You questioned and he just chuckled

- You made eye contact with him and you quirked your eyebrow

- He shifted his eyes down then back up, your eyes traveled down to his *ahem* and that’s when it registered

- “Oh…oh my. Teru are you serious?” All he could do was nod his head vigorously like an excited puppy

- “I can’t with you Teru…*sigh* just take care of it otherwise you’ll have a big mf problem,”

- “I know you’ll like it tho-,” he was interrupted by you playfully hitting his chest “ok ok ouch I’m just glad we did this together,” he said as he slipped an arm around your shoulder

- “Me too,” you replied taking his hand in yours

Tendo:

- You would think Tendo was more of a piercing guy but he gears more towards tattoos

- But he does have gauges

- You guys already have a couple, he has one on his neck, a couple on his hands, and a one that stretches across his forearm

- You have *wherever you want your tattoos to be*

- One day while you guys were cuddling and you were playing with his hands you had an idea

- “Hey tori,” “yeah what’s up?” “Wanna get another tattoo together?” You asked

- “Sure whatcha thinking?” You thought as you traced his taurus tattoo along his finger, “Um… maybe a dragon”

- He paused for a minute then jumped up startling you, “Sounds sickk let’s go” he exclaimed

- You quickly caught on but were confused all the same, y’all are getting the tattoo now? It didn’t really matter you were down anyway

- Basically an impulse tat

- On your way there you were looking at more ideas for the tattoo and talking about it with Tendo, he decided that he would get a medium size one on the back of his shoulder while you were getting one closer to your lower back

- When you got there you were in two different rooms but before y’all split he pulled you close for what you thought was a “good luck kiss” but instead just him in your ear, “You know this is gonna look real good on you right?” He let a cute smirk grace his face he did this every time y’all went to get a tattoo just to gas you up

- You playfully push off of him knowing that this was Tendo being naturally flirty and this wasn’t the time to give in to his corny antics

- “Good luck Tori,” you yelled off to Tendo as you walked away “You too cutie,” he replied

- You rolled your eyes laughing softly to yourself

- For you it took about 3 hours give or take since yours was pretty simple and not that big

- Two hours later Tendo finally came out, he was so excited and had a beaming smile

- He turned around to show you the art that now cover his left back shoulder but it looked a little red puffy plus it had the plastic covering it

- Despite the low visibility of his tat you could still make out a dragon in red ink and that shit looked really cool

- “Whoa…Tori that looks hot,” you said a little awestruck “eeee I know it’s so cool,” you had never seen him this excited

- You turned around to show him yours and you were met with silence, “Does it not look good?” You craned your neck o look at the tattoo and then at Tendo

- “Huh? Oh yeah yeah…y/n yours is really hot too,” he said with a dazed look examining your new body art

- Don’t get him wrong he loves it he’s just never seen something like that on you…it looks really badass

- He jumped up to his normal height after crouching down and hooked arms with you and began walking

- “We should do impulse tattoos more often,” you both said at the same

- He cocked his head to the side, “So we’re copycats now huh?”

- “Boy please,” you dismissed “You know you love me y/n,” he shot back

- “Uh huh,” you replied sarcastically

- So now impulse tattoos are y’all’s thing

Suna:

- Suna is a tats and piercing’s guy so he has a fair amount of both

- A snake on his side, skeleton hand atop his hand, one between the collarbone and neck area, and a couple more

- Meanwhile he also has an industrial piercing and snake bites

- The weekend before Suna’s birthday he said what he wanted for his birthday was for y’all to go the shop and get whatever type of body art

- You settled with a tattoo on your wrist and ankle, Suna just went with his septum

- Although Suna is a chill low-key dude he was about as geeked as you were…on the inside though

- …y’all ate ✨brownies✨ before you guys went in, not the best idea

- It was a literal mess like you were giggling up a storm in one room and he was just stone faced staring at the ceiling dazed as hell

- Anyways when you were showing the artist what you wanted your eyes were lighting up like stars and Suna thought that was the cutest thing and he was just gently smiling at you the whole time

- You were a little confused as to why he wasn’t getting anything too extravagant considering it was for his birthday

- “It really doesn’t matter what I get as long as I’m spending time with you,” he answered (please that’s so corny)

- You both split off in to your respective rooms, and of course Suna was done before you because he only had one piercing

- When he looked in the hand mirror he though it looked absolutely sickk 😎

- Guys with septum piercings good god

- He waited for what felt a little like forever, he felt a little bad because he could hear you wincing and sighing in pain a little bit

- I know everyone’s pain tolerance is different but wrist and ankle tend to be the ones that hurt the most

- When you finished before he could talk about your tats you immediately fawned over his new nose ring

- “Omg Suna…this looks so cool, it looks really good on you,” you rambled

- He let a small smile grace his lips, “thank you y/n, let me see yours”

- You about swooned right then and there because of Suna’s smile

- He gently grabbed your wrist being cautious of it’s tenderness and examined the *whatever your tat is*

- After his eyes flicked to your ankle to see the correlating tattoo he was pretty silent then he looked to you

- “These are really cool babe,” Suna commented, he’s a man of not many words but you knew he really liked them

- When you guys left and got into the car he stopped and waited for you guys to get settled then turned to you

- “Um…y/n I know I’m not very expressive when it comes to gratitude or affection but I want you to know that I’m really thankful for you and all you’ve been through with me,” he stated

- You gushed and smiled widely, you leaned in to give him a little peck and he followed suit

- “Oh and remind me to not let us eat any edibles before we come again, because I was really baked and I can tell you were also” he added

- “Omg yes the lady doing my art kept telling me to stop laughing because I was moving my body too much I’m embarrassed now,” you chuckled

- “I’m really hungry now though you wanna grab something?” You questioned

- “Taco truck?” He asked “Taco truck” you answered

[moonlit-mizukage]

Matsukawa Issei Punk! X Fem!reader 

Word count 1.8K

Genre: Smut with a plot (if you squint) a tiny bit of fluff at the end(?)

Warnings: Daddy kink, called Baby girl, brat calling, spanking, a little bit of clit spanking, biting, hickies, swearing, oral(fem receiving), tongue piercing oral, ring finger fucking, breast play, nipple pinching, matsukawa’s horse cock, choking, no protection (Wrap your willy, don't be silly), creampie, squirting, use of the word pussy, I think that's all?

An: My first ever smut,, Hope you all like it! Not my fan art just found it online after thinking about how I’d let this man choke me out, I had this posted originally also but I took it down to make some changes so here it is again 😉

Requests are open!! 

Matsukawa was finishing up his shift at the local bar for the night as you sat at home in your shared apartment. Matsukawa and you have been working different shifts lately and tonight was the first time you had gotten off only an hour earlier than him. You decided to surprise Matsukawa with a little picture. You sat in front of your bedroom mirror naked, legs spread, holding a vibrator against your clit, taking a photo. A quick send of your message off to Matsukawa with the message below that read I couldn't wait for you any longer daddy. 

Matsukawa was headed back home with his freshly lit cigarette hanging from his lips. The street lights showing off his toned arms and tattoos. Just as he was almost home, his phone went off. He was quick to respond to the message. I thought you were being good, baby girl? 

You opened the message instantly groaning as you made the tip of the vibrator enter your soaking pussy.

Matsukawa opened the front door soon after. He tossed his shoes off and headed up to your room hearing your moans fill the hallway now. 

“Baby girl, just what do you think you are doing?” 

“Touching myself daddy cause you haven't been.” Matsukawa’s expression changed, his eyes full of lust as he smirked just a little.  

“On the bed now. You don’t want to make your punishment worse, right baby girl?” You got off the floor, vibrator still stuffed in your tight hole as you sat on the bed. Matsukawa raised his eyebrows at you, 

“So you decided to just act like a bad girl then huh, brat.” Your pussy clenched at just the sound of his words. He sat down on the bed. Before you even got the chance to look at him he tossed you over his knee, removing the vibrator and throwing it across the room. A whine could be heard from your mouth. “You better count these, baby girl. Don’t miss a single one or you wont get to cum tonight.” As soon as he finished speaking a hard slap came down or your right ass cheek. 

“One!” You groan out, he slapped down on the opposite cheek, the same strength. “Two!” He continued his fast harsh pace, five slaps per cheek as he pulled his hand away. He lifted you up and placed you on the bed close to the edge. You instantly squeezed your thighs together once again knowing what was next.  

“Look at what you did to my jeans, they're just as soaked as your pussy. You really enjoyed your punishment that much, brat?” He gave your clit a light slap as you moaned out. 

“Since you were so good for your spankings, let me give you a little reward baby girl.” He pulled your legs all the way over the side of the bed, then spread them apart. He lowered his head and shoulders in between them. He lifted your legs over his shoulders placing his hands tightly on your thighs. Before even making contact with you. Your hips started to buck. “If you want this you have to stay completely still. Can you do that for me?” 

“Yes Daddy.” you mustered out just above a whisper. With your agreement to behave, he instantly shoved his tongue deep inside your pussy, the cold metal from his tongue piercing giving you nothing but absolute bliss. His eyebrow piercing pressed tightly into your right thigh giving you a cold feeling adding to the pleasure. He pulled his tongue out only to give your clit a slow lick as if it was the best damn meal he had ever had. 

Your hands were balled up in the sheets as you moaned. He moved one hand off your thigh and started sliding his thick middle finger inside you. He moved his tongue up now attacking your clit, licking and sucking it. He was moving at such a slow pace as you whimpered out. He shoved another finger in picking up the pace, and then a third. The cold sensation of rings that lined his newly added finger felt sensational thrusting into you. He picked up the pace to brutal speed once he noticed how much you were struggling to not buck into his face.

“Daddy! Please!

“Please what baby girl?” 

“Please let me cum!” Just as he felt your hole clench around his fingers, he pulled his fingers away and bit down on your inner right thigh . You let out a loud whine once again. “Daddy! I was so close!” 

“You were also a brat, don’t think I forgot about that picture or vibrator, baby girl.” He leaves a few more kisses along your inner thighs before pulling back. He stands up beside the bed. He pulls his tight black t-shirt over his head now and onto the floor. You stared up at his toned upper body breathing heavily as you lick your lips.  

“Like what you see baby girl?” 

“I always like what I see Daddy.” He gave you a sly smirk as he pulled his pants off. His large cock was outlined in his boxers as he slowly started taking it out. You reached your hand out sitting up as he pushed you back down. 

“Not tonight baby girl. I just want to be inside your tight pussy.” He moved so he was now hovered over you. As he pulled you into a heated kiss, biting your lower lip to allow his tongue entrance. You were moaning so loud in his kisses as his metal tongue piercing circled your mouth, still tasting the sweet taste of your pussy on his tongue. He aligned his tip with your entrance as he slowly pushed inside you. His large hands were placed on both of your hips roughly. Matsukawa’s cock was extremely thick and long. Every time he filled you up you felt an immense amount of pleasure, with a bit of pain due to the massive stretch. He slowly started to move inside you as he had finally bottomed out. 

“Fuck Daddy! Faster! Please!” You managed to yell between kisses. 

You saw him give you his signature smirk as he said, “Anything for you baby girl.” His pace picked up now, slamming roughly inside. With each thrust he pulls back so far almost to be all the way out, before pounding back into you again, kissing your cervix with his tip with every thrust..

“DA-” You couldn’t get out a single word without coming undone all over his cock. He continued at his current pace, no sign of stopping. 

“Wow baby girl, coming just like that? We are nowhere near being finished so I hope you are ready for the next one.” He finishes with a bite down on your neck in your most sensitive spot. A loud moan erupting from your lips as he left more bites. Your hands moved quickly up to his hair giving it the little pulls he always likes.

Hickies and bite marks now all over your neck and collarbone. Matsukawa’s large right hand started to palm at your left breast as his other was still roughly placed on your hip still. Your back was now arched as your left leg moved behind his back. He slowly dragged his other hand up to your other breast, pinching both your nipples roughly between his fingertips. As soon as your other leg wrapped around him, he was hitting a new spot deep inside you. 

“Daddy please! Please just-” You were cut off with another loud moan as he moved his right hand away from your breast to rub your clit. 

“What was that baby girl? You know I need you to use your words.” He said as he continues thrusting into you. 

“CHOKE ME! CHOKE ME PLEASE! LET ME WEAR YOUR HAND LIKE ITS A CHOKER ” You said screaming out as you were close to another orgasm. Matsukawa smirked to himself once again, but this time it was full of pure lust. 

“Anything for you baby. I love it when you wear me.” He pulled his hand off your breast and placed his fingers on the side of your throat. “Tap my nose if it's too tight, okay baby girl.” You nodded in agreement as he began to put pressure down on your throat. You instantly cum again on his cock at the newfound feeling. He did not let up though, as his early statement was still in play. Your arms snake down from his hair now to his back as you began to moan louder than you ever have before. You dug your nails into the back of his shoulder blades, slowly moving them down sensually as each thrust began to feel better then the last. Your lack of oxygen was making you feel light headed but you didn't mind as you felt euphoric. Matsukawa pulled your legs off his back now putting them on his shoulders, Pushing himself closer on top of you. You move your hands to his biceps now, giving them a squeeze with each thrust. His cock felt as if it was rearranging your guts now. “Fuck baby girl, I can feel my cock inside your stomach. I’m going to cum inside you.” And with that he released his load.. You began to cum at the feeling of his hot liquid filling you up. 

“Daddy” You choked out again, barely above a whisper. Now it was your turn as you squirted all over him, slightly pushing out his huge cock. 

“Fuck did you just squirt while I was choking you?” He pulled out fully now as you tried to hide your face. He pulled down your hand. “There's no need to hide your face (y/n), that was fucking hot. If I knew earlier you would have squirted on me from choking I would have tried it a lot sooner. “ The sheets below you two now covered sweat and cum..

Masukawa stood and walked out of the room only to grab a wet towel and wipe you up. 

“Issei? “ you spoke up to get his attention. “Can we do that again next time?” 

“Fuck yeah baby girl, I want to see you squirt like that everytime now.” She giggled as he climbed into bed beside her. . 

“Issei! Your back! I'm so sorry!” You had noticed the scratch marks now covering the back of his shoulder blades. You didn’t even know when you had made those. He just laughed. 

“It’s okay baby girl, why don’t you take a nap and in a bit I will wake you up for your next punishment for leaving me these marks, hmm?” You nodded in response. He snaked his hands around your waist making him the big spoon as he rested his head on your shoulder. You began to lightly trace over his tattoos as you found it helped you sleep as it relaxed you and Matsukawa. 

“I love you (y/n).” he whispered into your hair.

“I love you too Issei.” 

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Monster bf whose really possessive but tries to hide it but their s/o loves their possessive side

Hey anon, I hope you enjoy! Thank you for the prompt, I loved it!

***feel free to reblog***

Tilge - Orc Boyfriend (sfw)

male orc x female reader

word count: 2109

“Who all is coming tonight?” you ask Tilge as you get out of the truck. You smooth your dress down and grab your jacket off the seat, pulling the warm leather on and tapping the pockets to check for you wallet. Anxiety spikes in your chest when you don’t feel it’s outline in any of the pockets. “Not sure. Gnash for sure. Maybe Jex and Druz?” Tilge rounds the truck right when you’re about to scour the truck and extends his hand, presenting your wallet. You smile and swipe it from him with a quick thanks. He returns your smile with a wide, toothy grin of his own and your breath catches in your throat. “I sure hope Gnash shows up to his own birthday celebration,” you tease, linking your arm through his. You study his face as you walk arm in arm, watching the gold piercings through his tusks bounce with each step. He catches you watching him and scrunches his nose at you.“What?” he asks, tawny eyes flitting between you and the other pedestrians on the sidewalk. “You changed your piercings,” you note, reaching up and flicking on. The last time you and Tilge hung out, the piercings had been silver. He had just gotten a new one that day and asked you what you thought. You remember because you messed with him, saying you preferred gold. Tilge’s cheeks darken and he focuses on the bar’s entrance up ahead.“Yeah,” he laughs nervously, “I just felt like a change I guess.” You bite your lip, hiding a smile, and stay quiet the rest of the walk to the bar.Cheers fill the bar when you both walk through the door, your friends all standing around your usual high-top table raising their drinks in your direction. You wave with your free hand and beeline for the table, pulling Tilge with you.  “It’s about damn time!” Gnash yells, pulling you into a hug. “What took so long?”“It’s Tilge’s fault,” you laugh and lean back. Gnash grabs your shoulders, a grin plastered on his face and eyebrows raised in question. You could read the silent did he finally make a move? In his expression and you answer with a small shake of your head. He rolls his eyes and moves to hug Tilge.“I guess that means drinks on him.” Gnash claps Tilge on the back and shoves him towards the bar. “She likes vodka sprites!”Tilge walks away, grumbling under his breath, “I know what drink she likes.” When he’s out of earshot, Gnash turns back to you smirking. He slings an arm over your shoulder and lifts his beer to his lips. After a long pull from the bottle, he nods his head and makes an affirmative sound.“You could just ask him out.” You huff a laugh, shaking you head. That was the thing, you had asked him out. It had just been too soon after his last breakup and he wasn’t ready. So, you were waiting for him to make the move. He was always so sweet to you, teasing and flirting, but never making that last push and asking you out. It was frustrating and you don’t know what is holding him back. “Well…then we’ll make sure he finally asks you tonight.” You furrow your brow, wondering what he means, when he pulls you closer to him and nuzzles against your temple, brushing a soft kiss against your skin. A gruff clearing of a throat has Gnash pulling away from you. Tilge locks a glare onto Gnash, a muscle in his jaw twitching from how hard he was clenching his teeth. He offers you the drink and fixes his attention on your when your fingers brush against his. His expression softens instantly, and he throws an arm over your shoulders, pulling you away from Gnash.

“Keep your hands off my girl,” Tilge warned, attempting to lighten the threat with a laugh but failing. My girl. The words made your knees weak. It’s not the first time he’s said it, but it’s the first time the words sounded serious. “Calm down, dude, I was just saying thank you.” Gnash takes a slow drag of his beer, his stare amused. “You can thank her with words,” Tilge barks back, curling his lip in anger. He holds you close to him, his arm tightening whenever Gnash steps closer to you.

Gnash walks over and leans in close to you at one point, whispering in your ear, “If looks could kill, I’d be dead on the floor right now.” You snicker when he pulls away and you feel Tilge’s hand clench on your shoulder. Finishing off your drink, you look up to him, A deep glower clouds his face; his thick brows furrowing deeper and deeper with each swig of his beer. You can see his internal battle, how badly he wants to say something to Gnash, to tell him to back off. He holds it in, though, swallowing down his emotions and settling for lowering his arm your waist and glaring at his friend. “You look like you could use a hug,” you laugh, reaching up and angling his head towards you. His eyes linger on Gnash before following the movement of his head and looking down to you. “No worries, I’m good,” he mumbles, offering you a polite smile and shrug. Disappointment sinks in your stomach at the small rejection. You fix a smile on your face in an attempt to cover it and turn back to the group. You avoid their gazes, embarrassed. They’ve all seen this dance between you two, one pushing and the other pulling back. It felt horrible every time he shut you down in front of them. You bring your cup to your lips, planning to drink away the shame, only for ice to hit your mouth.“I’m out. Gonna go get another.” You pull out of Tilge’s grasp, moving to head to the bar. His hand grabs yours and pulls you back. He smiles down to you and ushers you back to the table“I got it.” A sigh heaves from your body; you feel defeated. You just want him to pull you to him and kiss you, claim you as his for the whole bar to see. What’s stopping him? Does he genuinely not like you? It doesn’t make sense. If he doesn’t want you, he shouldn’t stand there and get mad at anyone who comes near you. “He’ll come around,” Gnash whispers down to you, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you over to him. “He actually wants to kill me right now, there’s no possible way he won’t make a move.” Gnash’s large hand rests in the small of your back, a firm weight pressing you closer to him. His lips brush at the shell of your ear and goosebumps race down your arms from the warmth. “I suggest you remove that hand before I remove it for you, Gnash,” Tilge threatens from behind you, his growl rumbling through your chest. Gnash laughs, rubbing his hand in small circles on your back. “Lighten up, dude. We’re just talking,” Gnash taunts, delight twinkling in his eyes. “Right. Fucking. Now.” Tilge is snarling, his nostrils flaring as he tries to calm himself. Gnash raises his hands in surrender and puts space between you both. You step away from him and towards Tilge, whose hands stay by his side, clenching and unclenching. You’re close enough to him to feel his shaky breath on your face, but he’s still glaring over you at Gnash. Excitement bubbles in your stomach at the display. Do something, you think. Reach out and do something…anything. He squeezes his eyes shut and hangs his head. “Sorry, dude. I’m sorry.”An incredulous laugh burst from Gnash, who throws his hands up in defeat. He grabs his beer from the table and turns to the rest of your friends, announcing “I’m going to go dance!” He walks away from the table, your friends following behind him, and disappears into the sea of bodies on the dancefloor. Tilge’s watches them walk away before he looks down to you, his jaw working side to side nervously. You can hear his teeth grinding and you reach up to still his jaw, but let your hand drop, deciding to not touch him.

“I shouldn’t have acted like that,” Tilge said roughly. His eyes were fixed on a spot over your head, avoiding eye contact. “I don’t know what came over me and I’m sorry you had to see me like that.”“I’m not,” you say in a casual tone, lifting your shoulders lightly. His eyes move to your face, searching. “You’re…not?” he asks cautiously. Your hands move to his belt loops slowly, giving him time to move away. He doesn’t. He lets you thread your fingers through them and gently pull him closer.“I’m not,” you repeat breathily. You watch his stomach muscles tighten under his shirt and you swallow. “I actually really liked it.” He chuckles and rests a large hand on the side of your neck, angling your heads towards his.“Oh yeah?” He sounds smug, like he planned this, but you see the uncertainty dancing in his eyes, the fear of ruining your friendship with a relationship. You flick Tilge’s septum ring playfully, lightening his mood, then stand on your tiptoes, maneuvering carefully around his tusks and pressing a soft kiss to his mouth. You expect him to pull away, to tell you he’s still not ready.

He responds instantly, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you snug against him. His tongue teases at your lips and you smile into his mouth, granting him access. Threading his fingers through your hair, he tilts your head back, his tongue running slow strokes against your own. He nips your lower lip when he pulls and you practically melt into him, whimpering at the feeling. You chase his mouth, feeling on top of the world and never wanting to lose that sensation. He stills you, cupping your cheek and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. The bar is loud, music and chatter booming around you but all you hear are your rapid breaths and his racing heartbeat.The high you’re riding is unreal; electricity practically courses through your body, radiating from his hand on your cheek and your waist. Realization hits. Realization that this could be a one-time thing; a pity kiss after the countless moves you’ve made on him. You search his eyes, looking for a sign that you’re wrong, that he enjoyed the kiss as much as you did. The smile on his face is so wide you’re surprised his face isn’t splitting. You can’t help but mimic it, hope filling your heart to the brim.“If I knew Gnash flirting with me is all it would take to finally get you to make a move, I would have done it sooner,” you murmur, rubbing your cheek against his hand. His thumb rubs small circles under your temple, and you close your eyes, a content sigh falling from your lips.“If I knew that’s what you were doing, maybe I would have controlled my temper a little better and saved my dignity,” he retorts in a faux serious tone. “But where’s the fun in that?” you laugh, leaning up for another quick kiss. He nuzzles against your face, your noses grazing each other. You suck in a slow breath, readying yourself for your next question. “So…what’s this make us? Still friends?”

“No,” he answers immediately, voice low and possessive again. You hadn’t expected the night to take this turn, but the happiness has you biting your lip, holding back your smile. Tilge’s thumb moves to your bottom lip, pulling it free from your teeth. “Be my girlfriend.” It’s more of a statement than a question and you love it. Love that he knows he doesn’t even have to ask, that you’re already his. You don’t answer him, opting to press a slow kiss to his thumb before pulling him into a hug. “Fucking finally!” Gnash yells, wrapping your both into a hug and pressing sloppy kisses to each of your foreheads. “I was starting to think you’d never pull your head out of your ass, Til.” Tilge grumbles, pulling away from Gnash and wiping the saliva off of his forehead. Gnash winks at you when you make eye contact and looks back up towards the dance floor, waving Jex and Druz back to the group.

You snuggle into Tilge, looking around at your friends laughing around you, and he tightens his arm, securing you against him. Everything's never felt as right as it does in this moment.

[pagankingfinn]

Sum Rat coon for ya

Okay so because the author in me doesn't know how to fucking chill for thirty minutes have half a novel I guess, but summed up in Crackhead.

So pretty much for some context on this AU, Izuku "Rat coon" Midoriya is a quirkless villain for funzies. 100% he's gay for Bk, and steals his shit because he's just a bastard rat man who lives in a shwanky run down van hidden in the middle of a pile of garbage. Also bc he wants to see how long it takes for Bakugou to notice his shit is missing, and he wants something that smells like the crush. 200% feral man. Outruns Aizawa and Police many times until Aizawa finally captures him and he becomes Nedzu's pet project(consensually, it was doing a stupid rehab program or going to jail. He wasn't going to jail any time soon.)

First day with Rat coon in class

Aizawa:Hello class, listen up, Nedzu has a new pet project and decided that I didn't have enough of you little shits to look after so meet your new "classmate". Problem child you can come in now.

Izuku: Just kinda fucking, strides into the room???? Not even five minutes in and his uniform is in shambles, tie is tied like a noose, shirt sleeves are rolled up to elbows, jacket tied around waist, pant leg cuffs covering the heels of his shoes, his face is covered in piercings, he has a nose ring, an eyebrow split in three places with two rings in it, an eyebrow with one piercing in it, top and bottom snake bites, uneven earrings in his ears. Iida has a brain aneurysm. Bakugou just stops entirely, this is the kid that he grew up with, he looks like he doesn't want to be here, this isn't the same hero loving boy he remembered.

Izuku: I'm Izuku Midoriya, but you can call me Rat coon. I'm a villain, or was a villain? The details on that are a little unclear. I'm Nedzu's little pet project, and let me make this clear, I'm quirkless and would rather die than be a hero, but it was this or dropping the soap on the first day for fun. No you may not ask me any questions, yes i have self preservation skills I just choose to ignore them, if you even think for a minute that what you're asking me to do is a joke I will do it. I once tried to jump off a roof to kill myself upon the instructions of one of your lovely classmates and failed, I hit a tree and broke four ribs.

Bakugou:

Izuku:

Bakugou: You did... what?!

Izuku: Oh, hey Kacchan! Yeah, I tried to die and instead hit the dumpster like the quirkless idiot I am. Trust me, I stopped wanting to be a hero a very long time ago, I was just tired of everything. Fun fact, my ribs did heal but somewhat crooked and I'm pretty sure one is still floating around. Whoops, oh well.

Bakugou:

Izuku:

Bakugou: Why didn't you go to the fucking hospital!

Izuku: YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE! *proceeds to jump over the podium, roll through the open door way, and leap over a railing to the bottom floor*

Aizawa: I don't get paid enough for this

That was the day class 1-a had the assignment of catching the batshit wild hooligan running around. What they thought was an easy assignment took all of them trying to corner Izuku the class periods of training for the next two weeks(Aizawa knew where his favorite type of spots to hide were, so he'd retrieve him for lunch and other classes)

~~~

Izuku: *eating some volatile concoction of moldy food drowned in random condiments*

Aizawa: You know you can eat something more edible, right?

Izuku: W-what? ???????? But this is edible??

~~~

Kirishima: Oh hey Midoriya, want to help us mess with Bakugou?

Izuku:

Kaminari:

Kirishima:

Izuku: Bold of you to assume I would even say no.

~~~

Stop Light Trio: (Midoriya, Kaminari, Kirishima) *cover Bakugou's furniture in toilet paper, fill his closet with glitter, hide fish in the vents(courtesy of Midoriya)*

[writingbakery]

Evy’s Piercing Parlor 💓

[there were far too many asks about piercing!kiri so i decided to make a lil hc set with my best boys! i may do my best girls next if y’all are interested💓]

[kirishima, shinso, & sero piercing hc’s with gender neutral!reader💓]

Kirishima Eijiro

[what he’d get: tongue ball, lip ring, eyebrow bar]

SFW

he’s in and out of the chair in five minutes, always. doesn’t flinch, and the pain’s minimal for him

he likes the aesthetic of the piercings mainly, but he also likes the fact that they make him look manly

he’s definitely the type to play with them too much, you’re always swatting his hands away from them

it’s whenever he’s bored or zoned out thinking, twisting the hoop in his lip with his tongue out fiddling with the bar in his brow

he uses standard jewelry, silver & unassuming. he feels like anything else is too flashy, but he’ll wear whatever you bought him as a present no matter what

his fans are over the moon about it and so are you, but he definitely got the piercings because he’d always wanted them! he’s had the idea in his head since he was 14

NSFW

kiri’s an absolute flirt without piercings. with them? he’s a menace

he’s always pressing one of them (lip, tongue piercing) against you when you kiss, either against your own lips or tongue

he’s also notorious for going over the hickies he leaves you with his tongue stud, letting the cold metal ball soothe whatever bruises are forming

when he really wants to get you all squirmy for him, he’ll alternate between playfully nipping at your skin and living over the bites with his stud

he never teases too long once you’re in the actual bedroom because he’s just too impatient

pre-piercings he loved giving you head, but now? it’s straight up body worship

he’ll spend an hour making damn sure you know just how much he loves you, flicking his stud against you, letting his lip ring catch between your teeth when you pull him up for a kiss afterwards

15/10 ! getting the piercings was the best decision he’s ever made

Shinso Hitoshi

[what he’d get; snake bites, nose ring, double helix, tongue ball]

SFW

hitoshi’s in and out of the chair quickly too. very quiet about the pain, doesn’t make a big fuss

he definitely got them for the aesthetic, but also to finally live out his edgy boy dreams from U.A

he likes that they make him a lil intimidating, although when he smiles it’s like a baby kitten with metal in its face, so

he’s not one to mess with them too much, he doesn’t wanna get keloids or fuck it up in any way

he is however, notorious for spinning the rings in his snake bites with his tongue when he’s pissed which is very very hot

overall he’s pretty chill about them - he likes them, but he could take them out if need be

he likes when you play with them funnily enough, toying with the metal when you cuddle

he just likes all your attention on him, sue him

hitoshi would be a lil more adventurous with his jewelry, maybe using black or holochrome to spice things up

he loves when you buy him jewelry as a present though, and he’ll always claim it’s his new favorite

NSFW

hitoshi is downright cruel with his teasing, he’ll drag it out for hours if he really wants

he’s in no rush to just fuck you, he wants to make sure you’re not walking tomorrow

drags his tongue piercing all over your skin, everywhere - the dips of your hips, bellybutton, just below your ear, flicking across your nipples

he likes to watch the goosebumps pop up in your skin every time, cocky lil smirk on his lips

he’s a sucker for when you tug on his snake bites when you’re making out, he’s immediately got his hands all over you

he’s the edging king, coaxing you right to the tip top of your pleasure with his tongue stud before pulling away just before you can cum. he’ll do it over and over until you’re begging, just how he likes

he’s not letting you cum until he wants you to cum, and he’s not ashamed to use his piercings to get you whiny and suffering

he’s also the one to shamelessly toy with his piercings when sending you steamy pics, just cause he knows it gets you riled up

20/10, best decision ever, please give me more pierced toshi i beg💓

Sero Hanta

[what he’d get; smiley, tongue ball, spider bites]

SFW

hanta tears up every time he’s in the chair, he can’t help himself

is always extremely whiny after getting a new piercing, expects you to baby him which you do, obviously

he loves loves LOVES when you kiss over his piercings

he originally had the idea for them because he was insecure about being called plain all the time, but in the end it’s the aesthetic that makes him get them (and how confident they make him feel!)

uses any and all jewelry, hanta is a piercing fashion Icon ™️

he also cherishes every jewelry gift you give him, but he switches out his jewelry so often that it’s ridiculous

definitely plays with his jewelry too much. you’ve got endless bottles of keloid healer

he loves to smile, so the smiley piercing is probably his favorite out of all of them

he’s always subtly pushing out his spider bites with his tongue, it’s a bad habit of his that looks insanely hot hanta please chill-

always taking selfies with his piercings having the lil bling effect on them

NSFW

hanta’s not really big on teasing, he just wants to make you feel good. so he overstimulates

he’s not fucking you until you’ve cum at least three times from his mouth and fingers, at least

baby boy is just eager to please, and if that means brushing his spider bites up against you right as you cum, then so be it!

you’d have to physically drag his head up from between your legs, he’s not stopping just because your legs are shaking

he’s big on kissing, flicking his tongue ball against you as you make out. he kisses you all over, pressing the cold metal of his piercings against your heated skin

he’s ridiculously easy to rile up, just a kiss over one of his piercings and he’s thinking about kissing other places ahem lil perv

he takes the term teasing selfies to a whole new level. tongue out, pushing out the spider bites, big smile with his shirt pulled up to his chin - hanta’s a flirt through and through

he also can’t help how wild it gets him when you ask for the tongue piercing teasing - it’s one of the few times he gets really ruthless, flicking and running it against you over and over until you’re a puddle in his arms

overall 1000/10, tape boy and piercings are a match made in heaven 💓

[i hope you all enjoyed this, bbs!! feedback is always appreciated 💓]