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rainrot4me · 11 months ago

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Forgive, But Don’t Forget Me

Summary: Katsuki takes you home from a UA class reunion party where you had one too many drinks. You get a little handsy, and Katsuki has to figure out how to deal with you and his emotions.

Characters: Pro Katsuki Bakugo x Pro Female Reader

SMUT WARNING MINORS DNI

TW: Drunk fucking, inappropriate touching, repressed emotions, eating out, fingering, vaginal, fucking your ex, reconciliation, scratching, sappy, dry humping, clothed fucking

Words: 3.6k

A/N: This story is HEAVILY inspired by @/duskumes' comic on twitter! Go check it out!

Katsuki’s patience had run out hours ago.

He knew it wasn’t his fault that you drank no less than twelve shots of straight vodka, but in the end, he was the one wrapping your arm around his shoulders as he walked you to his car. You were a babbling mess, barely able to thank him as he buckled you into the passenger seat, leaning over your body to lock the buckle in.

It was no secret the two of you had dated back at UA, but that was years ago. But somehow, everyone at the UA class reunion party thought he was the most fit to take care of you. Your flirty little hands grabbed at him all through the party, making snarky little comments about his muscles and dick size until he couldn’t take it anymore and shuffled you out the door. He was quick on the goodbyes to his friends, too preoccupied with swatting your hand away from groping him. As Katsuki slid into the driver's seat of his sports car, you leaned on the console, fluttering your pretty eyes at him. “So, do I get to suck your dick now?” Katsuki’s eyes shot wide, taken aback by your brass statement, alcohol swaying your words to an uncomfortable point. “No,” He huffed, bucking his own seatbelt and starting the car. “Hands to yourself.” You huffed, crossing your arms dramatically as you pouted your lips. Katsuki rolled his eyes, shifting into drive as he quickly pulled out of the parking lot and onto the freeway. His radio mumbled some rap music, keeping the music low so as not to overstimulate your already dizzy head and leading to you puking all over his car.

“It’s soooo hot.” You groaned, leaning into the seat. Katsuki glanced at you, rolling his eyes as he flipped the A/C up, letting the cold air blast onto you. You huffed, spreading your legs wide and causing your short dress to ride up your thighs, your panties peeking out just enough for Katsuki to quickly avert his gaze, gritting his teeth and gripping the steering wheel tighter. This was incredibly frustrating. You watched as the bright street lights zoomed past the window, the freeway mostly empty as it was so late into the night. Your eyes sparkled, looking over to Katsuki and grinning smugly. “Y’know, I’m real good at road head.” You giggled, sliding your hand over to rub his thigh only for it to be smacked away. “I’m well aware.” He grunted, leaning his elbow against the door and his head into his hand. The truth is he was more than aware. He remembered your days sneaking into each other’s dorm rooms like it was yesterday, recalling every time you sunk to your knees any time he asked. He groaned, rubbing his temple as he sped up.

“That party was soo boring, wasn’t it Kat?” You smiled, leaning onto the console and resting your head in your hand. Katsuki turned to look at you, his eyes rolling as he huffed a laugh. “Sure was, until you outdrank everyone there.” You giggled, laying your head on the console. “Not true… Pretty sure Mina had one more than me.” Katsuki adjusted his position, awkwardly laying his hand on your back as you lay on the console. “Difference is she can hold her alcohol.” He chuckled, turning his blinker on and pulling off to a side road leading to your apartment. You giggled. “I can hold your dick.” You ran your hand to his crotch, palming his slacks before he grabbed your wrist tightly and threw it back to your side. “God. I’ve never met anyone who gets this horny drunk.” You sat up, leaning into your seat. “Just horny for you and your big cock.” Katsuki stared at you, knotting his brows before turning back to the road. “Shut it.”

He pulled down your drive, the condos and high-rise apartments of the city shining brightly from the street. Katsuki pulled into the parking garage adjacent to your building, sliding into a spot and shutting the car off. You fiddled with your seatbelt, Katsuki leaning over and clicking the button. He jolted back, your hands pressing onto his chest as you quickly invaded his personal space and pressed your face way too close to his. “Nobody here but us… Let me suck you off…” You hummed, running your hand down his stomach but getting cut off as he gripped your wrist tightly. “You’re drunk. Hell no.” He scoffed, pushing you back into your seat as he unbuckled himself and popped out of the car. Circling to your side, he hauled you out, wrapping his arm around your waist as you nuzzled close to his muscled torso, rubbing your hands over his stomach and feeling his abs through the button-up shirt. Katsuki tried his best to ignore you. Hauled into the elevator, he pressed your floor number, a little shocked he still remembered which one.

Your head rested on his chest, your whole body weight being held up by his arms. It had been so long since he held you like this since he had done anything with you. It was so nice, his cologne filling your nose and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand. Your mind was dizzy, thoughts unorganized as all you could focus on was the man holding you, your former lover in your arms again. Katsuki enjoyed the quiet as you rode up the floors, gripping your side tightly to make sure your knees didn’t buckle under you. Seeing you like this was hard. Seeing you at all was hard. This was the first time Katsuki had even spoken to you in months, your relationship dying shortly after you both graduated from UA to ‘focus on hero work.’ The work kept you both preoccupied, sure, but seeing you after all this time felt like he had never left in the first place. You were still you.

As the elevator dinged, the doors slid open and Katsuki hoisted you out into the carpeted hallway. He found your room, typing in the little access code he forgot he even knew and shuffling inside. It smelled like how he remembered it. Citrus and vanilla, your scent. He tossed his keys on the kitchen counter, kneeling to help you slide your heels off. You pressed your hands on his shoulders, stabilizing yourself as he worked on the overlapping straps. “You look so good down there…” You giggled, running your hand through his spiked hair. He groaned, standing to take his shoes off before leading you to your bedroom.

He pushed open the door, flipping the lights on as he helped you onto your bed. “Get changed. I’m going to grab you some medicine.” He commanded, sliding his suit jacket off and tossing it on the accent chair decorating the space. You smirked, pulling at the bottom of your dress and slowly slipping it off. Katsuki’s face blew red quickly, spinning on his heels and stepping out of the room quickly. “Oh come on Kat! Don’t wanna help me undress?” You called down the hall, teasing him. Rolling his eyes, he stepped into your bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, shuffling through the random painkillers and allergy meds until he found a bottle of morning-after pills and shook a few into his hand. He shuffled to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. As he turned, he finally saw just how messy your space was.

To-go bags littered the living room, unclean dishes were piled in the sink, and random clothes were half-folded on your couch. Katsuki cringed, wondering how a person as organized and upkeep as yourself managed to not only get yourself wasted but let your apartment run to crap too. He stepped back into your room, relieved to see you were in an oversized shirt and not completely naked. You lay on your bed, eyes half closed as Katsuki sat next to you. “Take these. It’s to help your nausea.” He instructed, opening the water bottle for you and handing it to you as you swallowed the pills. You smiled at him, your goofy grin making him chuckle. He patted you on the knee, going to stand and leave before you gripped his arm. “What? All that and you still won’t fuck me?” You slurred, rising to your knees and wrapping your arms around his. Shaking you off, he stood at the end of your bed, watching as you pouted your lips dramatically. “You’re drunk. Goodnight [Y/N].” As he turned, you jumped down from the bed, barely connecting your steps as you grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him to stop.

Laying your forehead in the center of his back, you breathed in that smell one more time, the flush on your cheeks burning wonderfully. “I haven’t fucked anyone since you.” You mumbled all too fast, Katsuki glancing behind him to confirm if he heard you correctly. He gripped your arm, pulling you in front of him to face your beat-red face as you stared at him. “Nobody.” You urged, standing as still as you could as Katsuki’s hands gripped either arm tightly. You shook out of his grasp, stepping back to sit at the end of your bed before your dizziness became too much. “Kinda ruined all other dicks for me anyways,” you laughed awkwardly.

Katsuki stood silent, staring at your face as he puzzled his words together carefully. He ran his hand through his hair, sighing as he felt defeated by your pitiful face. “It’s not like I’ve had time for anyone else either.” He groaned, staring at the floor.

The air turned awkward. Both of you stared anywhere but at each other as you could feel your buzz slowly fading, a headache replacing it. “I’ve only ever been with you, Kat.” You admitted quietly, looking him directly in his fiery eyes as you fiddled with your fingers. “No one else really does it for me like you.”

Katsuki sighed, shuffling over to sit down next to you, silently cursing to himself. Truth was, Katsuki only ever thought about you after the breakup. It wasn’t like he wanted to end things, but he felt he needed to prioritize his career before all else after school. He looked for other partners, going on a date here or there, but no one ever matched the energy you brought him. Even years later, no one still did. “It’s never been anyone but you.” He sighed, glancing at you as your eyes sparkled so beautifully. Slinking your hand to his thigh, you gripped reassuringly. This time he didn’t push you away. You dared, leaning forward, just inches away from his face.

“[Y/N].” He breathed, staring at your lips.

“Katuski.” You returned, staring into his eyes.

He closed the space first, quickly wrapping his hand behind your head and pressing your lips together. It made you moan the way his lips danced so perfectly with yours, every tug and tightening grip rushing your memories back to you. Oh, how you missed this. You swung your leg over his lap, straddling him as you tangled your hands in his hair. But his hands were quick to pull you closer to him, cupping under your ass and pulling you flush against him. His moans were lethal, small grunts and gasps while he squeezed your legs and devoured you with his lips. You could feel his bulge grow under you, smirking into the kiss as you subtly pushed your hips down harder, a long groan falling from his lips. It didn’t take much before his hands were gripping your hips, forcefully grinding your cunt against his erection. Grunts and sighs mixed between both of you as Katsuki slipped his tongue into your mouth. The friction was heavenly, your panties and his slacks the only separation from him pressing into you, which he very badly wished to do.

Before you knew it he flipped you over, towering over you as he pressed your legs back, marveling at the wet spot that tinted your panties. He flicked his thumb over the area, your thighs clenching when he brushed your clit. Unbuttoning his shirt, he peeled it off his torso, his thick arm muscles leaving you a red mess under him. Chuckling, he sunk back over you, latching his lips to your neck as he unzipped his slacks and shoved them down his muscular legs and to the floor. His dark boxers did a horrible job at hiding his large erection, the bulge finding its way to your clothed cunt and grinding up onto you. You choked out a gasp, Katsuki’s hips rhythmically thrusting against yours as he ground against you, practically fucking you. It sent you spiraling, your clit throbbing under the pressure while he nibbled on your ear, grunting ever so slightly. It was so erotic. “Kat… fuck-” You gasped, his pace increasing as he cupped his hands under your knees and pressed them back, giving him a better angle to rut against your clit.

You were going to cum and he hadn’t even taken off your panties yet. You felt the knot tighten, eyes rolling as Katsuki’s bulge pressed down on you and abused your swollen clit. He nudged his head into the crook of your neck, moaning through gritted teeth. You whined loudly, pleasure crashing through you as you released into your panties, Katsuki’s thrusts slowing to grind deeper and harder and ride you through your orgasm. You hadn’t come on someone else’s touch in so long, but as you caught your breath, you knew you couldn’t stop at just one.

Katsuki peppered kisses onto your cheeks and whispered about how good you did, holding his hips still but flush against your cunt as the damp spot slowly grew. Kissing his lips, you smiled, wiping his bangs away from his sweat-glistened face. “Can I suck your dick now?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his jawline. It was so barely noticeable, but the gasp that left his lips made your body shoot to life. Katsuki leaned back, slinking his rough hands up your thighs and fiddling with the lacey hem of your panties, his cock very obviously twitching impatiently in his boxers. He finally locked eyes with you, your red cheeks and puffy lips sending a shiver up his spine. “Only if you let me eat you out.”

Goosebumps rose on your skin as you sat up, letting Katsuki slip under your hips and lay face-to-face with your clothed cunt. It was beyond embarrassing, it was plain filthy. Deciding not to psyche yourself out about it, you leaned forward, slipping your fingers under the band of his boxers and sliding them down, gasping when his large erection sprung up in front of your face. Katsuki gasped behind you, hands gripping your hips tightly as he moved your panties to the side. It was a sight he missed way too much, brows knitting as he strained his neck to lick a stripe up your folds. Heavenly was the only word for it, little mewls and gasps echoing each other’s lips as you licked a stripe up the length of his cock. You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol still messing with your brain, but every swipe of Katsuki’s sinful tongue on your clit made your entire body electrify. However, Katsuki grew impatient of straining his neck to reach your delicious cunt and gripped your hips tightly, slamming them down against his face as he slinked his tongue into your entrance.

Your back arched, hips grinding to meet the pace of his tongue curling into you. You hadn’t realized you were leaving Katsuki’s cock unattended till it was twitching in your hand, begging to be touched. You pressed the head into your mouth, bobbing shallowly as you moaned on his tip, way too preoccupied with his tongue inside of you. It was like he was hypnotizing you, every arch of his tongue making your back arch the same. You squeezed your eyes shut, taking more and more of his length into your mouth until you were choking. You bobbed your head, sucking what you could and jerking off what you couldn’t. You missed the feeling of Katsuki in your mouth, relishing the sweet taste of his precum as it rubbed against your tongue. He was grunting into your cunt, nails digging into your hips as he forcefully ground your hips against his tongue.

The tell-tale signs Katsuki was about to come were showing themselves, the high-pitched grunts and the bucking hips speeding up his tip at the edge. You could feel his hands tightening, his moans growing louder as he refused to let off of your cunt, choosing to suffocate rather than miss out on one second of your sweet taste. You accommodated, pressing your hips down and bobbing deeper on his length until you choked, and even then holding there a little longer. Katuski whined, bucking his hips up one final time before he spilt into your mouth, the warm seed shooting down your throat and coating your tongue with a sweet taste. He was a moaning mess against your cunt, only letting off to breathe when you forced your hips up.

“Get over here, fuck-” He growled, gripping your hips and flipping you onto your back before he climbed on top of you. His face was flushed, sweat glistening as his bangs stuck to his forehead. You thought he looked cute, but your sweet thoughts were interrupted as Katsuki lined his cock up with your entrance, rubbing the head against your clit before ever so slowly sinking the tip in. He was careful to gauge your reactions, stopping when you hissed and pushing when you moaned. He was precise about it all, gritting his teeth as your warmth squeezed him perfectly. “This pussy belongs to me, got it?” He growled as he bottomed out, your groans music to his ears. “Got it?” He urged again, gripping your jaw tightly as he began to slowly thrust into you, your walls constricting him so perfectly. You nodded quickly, arms wrapping around his neck as he drove into you, pace quickening. He released your jaw, gripping the sheets under you to stabilize himself so he could snap his hips to meet yours.

Moans and gasps echoed, each thrust sending you jerking against the bed before you were sinking back onto his cock. “You take me so good… Don’t know how I ever left this pussy…” He groaned, gritting his teeth as he stared into your heavy eyes. He scooped his hands under your knees, pressing them back roughly as he plowed into you. The angle left you gasping, his cock reaching impossibly deep as connected your lips to his, muffling your loud moans.

The bed creaked loudly, the headboard softly knocking the wall as it matched Katsuki’s thrusts, each slap of your skin echoing loudly. “Kat- Ahh..” You moaned, arching your back and whining at the angle, each thrust sending Katsuki’s cock ramming against your g-spot. It didn’t take long before you were wrapping your arms around his back and clawing deeply, each rapid-fire thrust making your nails sink. Katsuki was relishing in it, the sweet pain mixing with the tight heat around his cock. God, how he missed you. He didn’t know who he had to thank for bringing you back to him, but thank you.

He pressed your knees back further, leaning in to wrap his lips with yours as he felt his release building. Your pleasure rising as well. With a few final thrusts, you were cumming around his cock, your walls squeezing incredibly tight as you moaned into his mouth. Katsuki could barely thrust into you anymore, his hips bucking roughly as he groaned against your tightness. That was all it took before he pulled out of you quickly, thrusting into his hand and releasing all over your stomach. He moaned, slack-jawed as he caught his breath.

Your lips were still pressing kisses to his cheek as your fucked out expression met his. He grinned at you, his cheeks flushed and eyes heavy as he slowly lifted off of you. He lifted off the bed, shuffling to the bathroom and grabbing a towel before coming back to clean you off gently. You smiled at him, blushing as you watched him so carefully take care of you. You missed this. You missed him.

He leaned over, flicking the lamp off and pulling the sheets of your bed down, lifting your body with ease to place you on the pillow. Nervousness pinged you as you feared he’d leave the bed and tell you goodbye. But as he pulled your body flush against his and pulled the covers over both of you, you sighed with relief.

You faced each other, bodies flush as you gazed into the other’s eyes. Katsuki kissed your forehead, brushing your hair behind your ear as he wrapped his arms around your body. “Forgive me.” He whispered, peppering more kisses onto your face. “For?” You whispered back, brushing your fingers up and down his chest. He sighed, tucking your head under his chin and holding you as close as he could. “For ever taking you for granted.”

You kissed his neck before nuzzling into him, breathing in his scent deeply as you could feel yourself drifting. “Apology accepted.” You mumbled against his skin, eyes fluttering shut. Katsuki smiled, kissing your head before shutting his own eyes, relishing in your embrace for the first time in a long time.

He promised to never let you go again.

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monarchberrysblog · 6 months ago

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JINGLE BELL !! 𝒻𝓉. 𝑀𝒾𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝒪’𝐻𝒶𝓇𝒶

art credit to @/willowo13 at X or @/slushdraws.bsky.social at blue sky!

synopsis: spending the holidays with a domesticated black cat! Miguel leaves to homey touches with red satin ribbons.

word count: 1.4k words

tags: gn! reader (if I did use pronouns I apologize in advance), dominant/submissive dynamic, reader wears lipstick, overstimulation, oral sex, a little twist in the middle 🤭 MINORS DNI

author’s note: happy holidays to my beautiful followers! this fic came to me while decorating for the holiday season. hope you all enjoy it! (this is honestly the most unhinged piece of smut I worked on. I kept laughing ngl. If it feels choppy, i apologize. I can't take this seriously.)

🎄 not proofread!! 🎄

“Can you help me with the ribbons?” You called into your apartment, hoping a particular pair of ears would prick and rush to your aid. Yet, alas, no one came to you. “If you help, I'll make you some chicken alfredo.” The sound of rummaging was enough for whoever it was to drop whatever they were doing and dash into the living room with a boyish grin and grey sweatpants.

“Really?” Miguel beams, stepping into the semi-messy living room littered with wrapped boxes. “No, just help me with the decorations.” You dismiss him and toss a bundle of neatly cut red ribbons and a clear baggie of little golden bells. He frowns but takes a seat next to you. “I thought that you said you got this.”

“Well, I don't.” You huff as you swat the strips of gift-wrapping tape off your fingers. “I got too many gifts for Mayday.” You disregard the soft teddy bear on the couch, hearing the soft toy squeak in contact. “I told you, two gifts would have been enough. But you got four instead.” You put a defensive hand up and hand him the unwrapped toy to him.

“Just wrap the gift, O’Hara.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The iridescent, colorful lights highlighted the apartment’s coziness as you sat on the floor, wrapping presents together. His calloused hands worked with the silk ribbon, attaching a golden bell to add to the aesthetic of the festive wrapping paper. He rested his hands on his lap, annoyed with the wrapping process.

He glances at the colorful tree, remembering how you probed him for putting up decorations in a specific form. He absentmindedly smiles at the memory but stops when you shove the last wrapped present under the tree. “And we’re done! Thanks for helping, Migs. But for real, I'll cook some pasta now since it is almost dinner time.” Miguel nods, watching you get up and making your way to him.

He instinctively leans toward you as you squat down to him and plant a forehead kiss, leaving your lip stain behind on his skin.

If he could, he would purr at the gesture. Instead, he smiles and slowly blinks, looking up at you. “I appreciate you.” He whispers. You giggle at his words and shake your head. “You’re an idiot.” You pick up the tubes of wrapping paper, leaving behind the ribbons and bells on the floor for Miguel to pick up.

He grabs the baggie of bells, the mini instruments colliding with one another in the small bag. He stops when he holds the bundle of unused ribbon and wraps it around his hand. An idea invaded his brain.

You stir away, taking precautions in case the noodles stick to the bottom of the hot pot. “Hey babe,” Miguel calls out to you as you focus on the boiling bubbles before you. “Yeah?” You call back in return, sprinkling some salt into the steaming water. “Can you take a look at this?” He calls out.

“Not right now, Migs. I'm wanting to make sure this doesn't stick like last time.”

“Just for a second, nena. Please…”

You glance away from the boiling pasta and glare at Miguel through your large frames, and there he is. The red, satin bow tied loosely at the base of his shaft, the tiny golden bell against one of his balls. “Miguel—” You choke out, fighting back the laughter of the red bow tied around his dick. “Unwrap me,” He comments, suggestiveness in his voice, but fails, not taking himself seriously with the flimsy ribbon against his shaft, tickling his length.

He breaks into a fit of laughter, covering his face immediately.

“Miguel, take it off.” You choke, walking towards him.

“That's the point. Unwrap me.”

“Not like that!” You wheeze into a fit of laughter, clutching onto your aching stomach. “Miguel, take it off!”

You soon stumble close to him, fanning yourself. You throw yourself into a fit of coughs and finally sigh. “Put your sweatpants back on...” You gently grasp his bicep for support, taking a deep breath. “Aw fuck…” You glance down once more and see his hardened cock, his tip leaking out precum, staining the tiled floors of your apartment. “You're making a mess.” The air in the room changes, the boiling pasta no longer being at your attention. The attention moves to him instead.

You collect yourself and look at his hardening length. The noise of bubbles boiling fades as you reach down, gently pulling the extra skin from his tip, and see the familiar mauve color. His breathing hitched, and the pads of your fingers felt new once again as your pointer finger grazed his slit.

You look up at him and see him bite his bottom lip, holding back any noises he is about to produce in the next forty minutes. You look at him with pleading eyes, tracing around the slit with your pointer finger. He swallows dryly and nods, giving you the green light.

You get on your knees, the cold tile floor picking on the skin on your knees. You continue to trace the slit for a brief moment before you stick your tongue out and kitten-lick the salty precum off. The taste made you melt as you kissed it and immediately sucked on his tip, salivating at the taste. Your hands ball up to fists as you continuously take more of him in your mouth, drooling on his length. You continue on with labored breathing until something soft grazes your cupid’s bow.

The damn ribbon. You pull away, taking a breather as you grab the ends of the ribbon and trace his length. A gutteral groan escaped from the back of his throat, involuntarily thrusting towards you, the small bell ringing from the movement. (what the hell am I writing 😭)

“The ribbon stays on.”

“But—”

“It stays on.”

The litter of kiss marks contrasted his tan skin, the marks decorated around his happy trail, but the mess stayed at his tip, the color red mashed with mauve well.

The faint traces of red smudge your lip area, giving him an amusing sight. You, on your knees, sucking and choking on on his dick while you caressed his balls in between your fingers.

His Adam’s apple bobs as he looks down and sees you eagerly sucking him off. Thin, sticky strands of drool found their way down with gravity, the clear drops landing on your cleavage and the floor. “Easy there…” He groans, his hand cupping your cheeks and gently thrusts into your throat.

A strained choke escapes as you place a gentle hand on his thigh. “Sí lo puedes aguantar, carino…” He rasps, tugging at your hair gently. “Ahí, carino.” The jingle of the bells greets your ear cavity, reminding you of the bell that nestled close to his balls, adding to the festive spirit.

A familiar warmth returned to your eyes as you looked up at him, barely holding on to the torturous throat fuck. The warm liquid from your eyes escape, leaving wet streaks of tears on your skin. The rings of the bells become sloppy, matching his chaotic thrust patterns.

“Ya mero, ya casi…” He groans, his patterns uneven as the clash of warmth greets your mouth and throat. He pulls out immediately, his sticky residue decorating your puffy, messy lips.

You lean toward him, chasing more of the salty taste, opening your mouth wide.

He reaches down, pumping more at his aching length, giving you what you desire. The milky discharge lands on your tongue as you look up with doe eyes, seeing him desperately trying his best to please you. He groans inaudibly, finally putting his softening dick to a rest.

Silence fills the kitchen immediately before he helps you up from the floor and unties the ribbon from his shaft and disregards the soaked ribbon and bell into the trash.

He gently moves your hair back in place before the pot on the stove sizzles, pouring the over-boiling water onto the stove. On the tips of your toes, you rush to turn off the stove while wiping your lips with your sweater’s sleeve. The result of black, burnt pasta showed, the smell of charred food filled the kitchen as you groan and cover your face with your other hand.

“Don’t worry about it, carino.” He gives you a peck on your temple and fans out the smell over the pot. “Nod if you want Olive Garden.”

You do so sheepishly as Miguel steps into the living room and puts on his sweatpants back on. “Olive Garden it is…”

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cheol-e-kat · 3 months ago

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Hi there! For ur bingo, would it be fine request worship with praise kink? With reader being kinda crazy over mingyu's abs/stomach... (idk if you've seen his new ck photos are wild!!!!)

hiii - yes i did see them - he looks so good ^^ and i hope you like this drabble

♡ kat

bingo squares: worship + praise kink

pairing: mingyu x f!reader

word count: 0.8k

rating: NSFW | MDNI

warnings: below cut

smut, implied squirting, ab riding (thigh riding but abs), two-year age gap

you had seen him run his hand over his stomach a million times. it was maybe the one plus to having your baby brother - mingyu was his best friend, which meant every summer, you got to watch mingyu hanging out poolside. and in your mind, his body only got better every time you saw him.

but this summer was maybe the peak summer for his ab game. they were truly mouthwatering. you had even picked up darker sunglasses just to feel more comfortable ogling him from your lounge chair.

because why not? he was the one taking his shirt off at every opportunity and never seeming to put it back on, and you were just a pleased onlooker. one of many, you might add.

besides, you knew him well enough to know all the awards he won for science fairs - he wasn’t unaware of his effect on anyone. in fact, you were fairly sure that he enjoyed his ability to have almost anyone openly stare at him in appreciation. you did not count yourself amongst the people who openly stared - you were less obvious - always hiding behind sunglasses, a book, and a hat. he did not need you feeding his oversized ego.

the only issue was that he seemed to want your attention. he would go for a swim and then come to sit next to you, all wet and dripping and annoying. not to mention, he always wanted to know what you were reading. and the number of times you found yourself alone with him in the kitchen was a bit sus too - it was like he knew when you were going to your secret caprisun stash. and then you had to share so he wouldn’t tell anyone.

it seemed to all come to a head one afternoon though - there was something about the middle of the day when really no one was outside - even with the pool and the ocean within walking distance, it was just the time to head inside. unless you had kim mingyu quizzing you over your current book, since he wanted an update on the drama.

“you could just read it when i’m finished,” you groaned, happy that you were at least sitting in an oversized covered chair and avoiding the worst of the sun.

“it’s better when i ask you - you have all your own little thoughts and commentary,” he whispered, his fingers tracing lightly along your side.

you swatted his hand away, “rude,” you huffed.

he smiled, “at least i don’t try to hide how much i watch you,” his voice was still gentle.

“i don’t think there’s anyone hiding how much they look at you,” you turned onto your stomach, wanting to end the conversation. but you were literally in a little covered bubble with him, and turning over only meant you gave him tacit permission to touch your ass.

you were quick to sit up and glare at him. but he didn’t shrink back like normal. he wasn’t exactly afraid of the person who had once been his babysitter - a two-year age gap didn’t really qualify you as more adult anymore, but it had always been just enough to lord over your brother and his friends when they annoyed you. he only looked amused now as he leaned close, tracing his fingers along the underside of your breast as his lips made contact with yours.

things progressed quickly.

and you found yourself straddling him, riding his abs, while he pushed the crotch of your bikini bottom out of the way to see your pussy. you couldn’t help that they were maybe your favorite part of his body, and since he had no issue with you rutting against him, you weren’t going to pass up the chance.

“so fucking hot,” you mumbled.

he grinned, “yeah?” his gaze flicking between your face and your pussy.

you nodded, grinding your hips slowly over him, feeling just how defined his muscles were, every ridge helping you get closer to what you wanted, to come all over his perfect stomach.

you could feel his hand shift to your hip, urging you on, “so good, baby girl,” he whispered as he watched you.

you gasped when he touched your clit, “let me help, yeah?”

you flushed but didn’t stop him - he was always helpful. it only took a few moments of his ministrations, and you felt the tightening in your stomach and your cunt - your thighs squeezed against him, “ fuck, mingyu, right there,” you whined, knowing your fingernails were leaving little half-moon marks on his chest. you didn't exactly mind the idea of anyone seeing those.

your orgasm was like a sudden flash, leaving you moaning and shaking as you came. you shivered gently, as he pulled you down to him, kissing you, “so good for me,” he whispered as his lips pressed to yours.

a/n: so i can write drabbles under certain conditions - sorry, i did have to sit with this a bit - i like when they have some litltle background thing going on ^^ and yessss, they're soft for each other ;-; i am who i am lol

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yukioos · 2 months ago

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HELLO! This is my first time requesting so my apologies if I didn't do it right

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(Katsuki x insomniac!reader)

I love your writing style smm, so I was hoping you could write one where the reader is like an insomniac, staying up late to be chronically online and stuff and Katsuki tries to help her ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

I struggle with insomnia quite a bit, and I just stay up, scrolling through my phone or computer even if I don't have anything to do on there. And it's not like a one time thing either, it's like every night, and the only way I actually go to sleep is holding my plushies or listening to ASMR/or calming music, but it still takes quite a long time for it to kick in.

So I would love it if you could convey that in one of your oneshots!!

If you don't wish to go through with my request for any reason, no worries and I hope you have a good rest of your evening! (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

I wish you tons of love and good times all around, thank you for listening (∩˃o˂∩)♡

katsuki trying to help his insomniac partner

katsuki was writing down what was on the board, listening to what mister aizawa was teaching when he turned his head to see you nodding off. he glared, and checked to see when the teacher wasn’t looking, then reached over to push your shoulder.

you slowly turned toward him and pouted, quietly grumbling, “what?”

“pay attention. you’re not failing this test, idiot.” he scoffed, changing his attention to his paper and trying to solve the equation in front of him.

after a few minutes, he heard a loud thump to his left, and he sighed once he saw what happened, your hair was splayed out everywhere, your head lay on the desk, and your arms wrapped around your head, protecting it in some sort of way. he reached his arm out, not caring about the equation anymore, and wrapped his hand around your bicep, squeezing it, and small explosions landed on your arm, causing there to be a black mark on your uniform.

you swatted his hand away, seemingly wide awake when he whispered, “we’re talking after class.”

you retorted and laughed, “no shit, katsuki, we always talk after class.”

he rolled his eyes and scoffed, done with your antics. but when the time came, and the class was done, school was officially over for the day, he dragged you by your hand into your dorm.

once you set your bags down and yawned, he asked, crossing his arms after he took his clothes off and changed, “why the hell are you always so tired during the day? do you not sleep or some stupid shit like that?”

you shook your head and then nodded, a little confused about how to explain it with just signals. you spoke, “i have insomnia.”

his eyes widened. well, now he felt like an asshole.

he mumbled, “first off, you need to sleep quicker and easier. what do you think makes you calmer and more sleepy?”

“i think being around people i like makes me sleepy because i feel relaxed around them, like a comfort person. then i like listening to asmr, i love listening to soft taps and crunchy sounds! it’s so cool!” you exclaimed.

he rolled his eyes. he didn’t know what the fuck asmr was, but he assumed it helped, so he spoke, “sleep with me tonight, and we’ll put that asmr thing on.”

“really?” you asked, eyes shining with admiration. all he was worrying about was your phone, as you managed to check it around a hundred times a day, even when you weren’t supposed to. who knew what you would be like at night?

so when it came to be around eight at night, you found yourself in katsuki’s dim room, with his large television screen opened up to the youtube app. you complained, “why are we here so early, kats?”

he answered, “because i’m guessing you take a long time to sleep. put on your favorite channel and get in bed.”

he stripped off his shirt as you took control of the remote, typing in the letters of your favorite asmr channel before clicking on a video. you climbed into bed with katsuki and crawled closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth.

after a couple of minutes, you reached over to the nightstand to grab your phone when katsuki forced your hand down. he argued, “no phones past eight.”

you immediately tried to argue as well, “but—“

“go the hell to bed. no phones.” he kept his word, and eventually your eyes started to feel heavy.

you mumbled, digging your face deeper into his side, and around two hours later, after conversations, and switching through multiple videos, he finally felt your breathing evening, and he sighed.

although you had to wake up early in the morning, two hours preparing to sleep was better than many more hours. he smirked to himself, katsuki had to make this part of your nightly routine.

hi i hope this was realistic enough! i’m so glad you love my writing, you have no idea how much this affects me

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ihaznoclue · 6 months ago

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Could I request Izuku and Bakugo with a reader that has a short attention span?

Pairings -> Izuku Midroiya, Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Warnings -> None

Note -> Just Reader having a short attention span (Like me)

Genre -> Fluff

Izuku Midoriya

You wanted to focus but you couldn't really, you were trying to listen to Izuku talk about the events that were coming up in the 1-A dorm building to catch you up on stuff that you missed

But you just couldn't seem to focus on his talking as you started to zone out, your ears muffled the voice of Izuku until he noticed you looking somewhere else

He sighed as he tried to gain your attention back, "Name, I need you to try and focus here. This is very important since you weren't at U.A for a while so I really need you to try and focus" He spoke as he snapped his finger in front of your face

You snapped out of it as you apologised "Sorry! I am so sorry! I'll try to listen"

Izuku just gave you a smile as he thought of a plan "Here, I have something that might help you." He then pulls out a single gum piece as he gives it to you in hopes that you will pay attention

You put the gum in you mouth and started to chew as Izuku went back to listening

You listened to a amount of words that he said as he asked you how much you have took in

"You were talking about some events that was coming up in the 1-A dorm building" You repeated

"Very good, you listened" Izuku happily spoke as he gave you a smile, reaching a hand to pet your head, you gave a smile back

Katsuki Bakugo

You asked Katsuki to study with you since exams were coming around the corner.

You two were in his dorm room, sitting at a small table to study on, but you were getting distracted every single time you tried to answer a question

It was either your phone, a random noise outside or just zoning out in general, Katsuki wasn't having any of that so he hit your head with a book to make you gain focus

"Oi Dumbass, you need to focus or else I'll kick you out of my room and make you study somewhere else where" He snapped

You perked up at the words as you went back to studying, it was hard trying to focus on one thing and Katsuki seemed to notice as he scoffed

"Here let me help you" He then scooted next to you as he helped explain the question to you, you were fidgeting with your fingers as you tried to maintain focus

"You got it?" He asked..

Nope you didn't understand one bit, but you were too scared to say that you didn't understand so you just nodded and went back to the question

He watched you do the question which made you nervous, he saw you answering the question but he shook his head as you answered it wrong

You then heard him getting up from the table, you were so screwed not only you cant focus on one simply question but you were also screwed for the exams

Katsuki then came back to the table as he sat down next to you again as he handed you something

A ring?

You looked at him stupidly as he nodded you to wear it, "isn't this yours though?"

"Just have it, I have many"

You shrugged as you wore it on your thumb as you started to spin it around "Now try to do the question again and I'll see if you got it right"

You nodded as you went back to answering the question

After a couple of minutes you were done, you were surprised you focused for that long, you handed the book to him as he looked over it as he smirked

"Now you got it!" He then ruffled your hair as you laughed as you swatted his hand away

"All thanks to you, Kats"

-A<3

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christopherisfoive · 4 months ago

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Cold Burn (Chapter 1)

!idol reader x Seungmin; enemies to lovers

Word Count: 3.1k

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Walking to the practice rooms was always my favorite part of the day. The quiet moments before practice, the chance to focus—everything felt right. But today? Today felt different.

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as I made my way down the hall. Why? Because I was heading straight for the practice room that was usually occupied by one certain boy group. And while I didn’t have any personal issues with them, there was one member who always seemed to get under my skin.

Stellar was supposed to be my safe space, my team, and my family. It was me, Kat, Leah, and Ari. We'd been through so much together, and no matter how chaotic things got, we always had each other’s backs. But even with all the support, there were moments when the weight of the idol life felt unbearable. When we weren’t rehearsing or performing, it was a rare thing for any of us to truly relax.

Ari was the serious one, always keeping things in line when things started feeling too out of control. She wasn’t big on the whole idol persona, always keeping a bit of distance between her real self and what the public saw. Kat was more outgoing, always cracking jokes and making the atmosphere light when things got too heavy. Leah was the calm one, always having a way of soothing everyone with her words and her presence. And then there was me—the one who didn’t always feel like I belonged. I struggled with the constant pressure, the expectations, and the feeling of being compared to everyone else

Leah walked up next to me, her hand slipping around my arm with a familiar, reassuring grip. I turned my head to her, offering a smile, though I could feel the tension still crawling up my spine.

“Are you excited about this secret project, Y/N?”

I sighed, leaning my head towards hers. “Should I be? I already have a weird feeling since we’re heading to their practice room.”

Leah giggled, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. “No way! They don’t own it. We could use it if we wanted. Besides, this could turn out to be fun, right?”

I could feel my face scrunch up, making it obvious to Leah that she had me in her teasing grip. After a couple more hallways, we finally reached the practice room. The air was warm, filled with the hum of conversation, which meant they had been in there for a while.

My attention immediately landed on Ari, who was deep in conversation with Bang Chan. Their tone was business casual—nothing out of the ordinary for them.

I sat down on the floor, pulling off my sweater and getting ready for whatever was coming today. As I started changing into my shoes, I shifted my slip-ons to the side, humming “Don’t wanna break up again” by Ariana Grande.

I sensed someone crouching down beside me. Bobbing my head to the music in my head, I turned to see Jeongin looking back at me.

“What’s up, lil baby?” I poked his cheek.

Jeongin raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. “I’m not a baby,” he said, swatting my finger away from his cheek.

I shrugged, grinning. “You sure? You’ve got that baby face.”

He rolled his eyes but didn’t seem offended, nudging me with his shoulder. “You’re one to talk.”

I laughed, nudging him back. “Fair point. But I’m not the one getting poked, am I?”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “You're lucky I’m nice.”

Our playful exchange was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and I looked up to see one of the staff members step in, calling for attention. The chatter in the room slowly faded as everyone gathered their things, preparing for whatever came next.

Ari glanced over at me, raising an eyebrow. "Here we go," she muttered, nudging Bang Chan.

I shot her a glance, sensing something big was about to happen. The staff member cleared their throat, a signal for everyone to focus.

“Alright, everyone,” they began, voice carrying across the room. “We have an exciting announcement. As part of a special project, Stray Kids and Stellar will be collaborating for an upcoming tour. All groups will be working together for the next few months, so get ready to blend your styles and create something amazing.”

The room buzzed with whispers as the staff member finished the announcement. A mix of excitement and confusion spread through the group, but I could feel the weight of it all starting to settle on my shoulders.

"Wait, we’re really going to be working together?" Jeongin asked, his tone light but curious, looking over at me.

I nodded slowly, trying to wrap my head around it. "Seems like it."

Ari leaned over to me, her voice low. “This is going to be interesting, huh?”

Before I could reply, I felt someone’s gaze on me. I turned to see Seungmin standing a little farther across the room, his arms crossed as he surveyed the group, his expression unreadable.

"Looks like we’re going to be stuck with each other for a while,” I muttered under my breath, more to myself than to anyone else.

Jeongin glanced at me, noticing the shift in my mood. “You’re not thrilled, huh?”

I gave a half-shrug, unsure how to feel. "I don’t know. I’ve got a bad feeling about this."

"Relax, it’ll be fine," Jeongin said with a grin, though there was a bit of uncertainty in his voice too.

I shot one more glance at Seungmin. He was still looking at me, but now there was something different in his gaze—something that made my stomach turn.

As the staff member’s words lingered in the air, I could feel the weight of the announcement. Stray Kids and Stellar—two groups from the same company—had rarely crossed paths. Both had their own distinct styles, and the thought of working together, let alone touring together, was a bit... overwhelming.

Our company, JYP Entertainment, had a lot of big names, and while Stray Kids had been in the spotlight longer, Stellar had made its mark in the industry as well. And though we both trained under the same roof, our interactions had always been limited. We’d performed at company events, but this? A tour together? That was something entirely different.

I tried to push my nerves aside as the room buzzed with excitement.

Leah bounced excitedly beside me as the room settled down. “I still can’t believe we’re going to be working with Stray Kids on a tour! This is huge!”

I shrugged, barely looking up from adjusting my shoes. “Yeah, we see them all the time. It’s not a big deal.”

Ari chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Y/N’s right. We’ve had enough run-ins at company events. It’s not like we’re strangers.”

Leah’s grin didn’t fade. “Still, it’s different when we’re all working together, right?”

I didn’t answer immediately, instead folding my sweater and placing it on the chair next to me. “Sure, I guess.”

Leah gave me a look. “You’re not excited?”

I raised an eyebrow. “It’s not the first time we’ve worked with them. They’re just... friends.”

Leah nudged me again, clearly not sharing my lack of enthusiasm. “Well, I think it’s gonna be fun. I’m looking forward to it.”

I just shrugged, leaning back against the wall. “We’ll see.”

The next hour after the small meeting felt like an eternity. I really wasn't trying to be so negative. I was just thinking about spending months with someone who would absolutely make my life and job much harder than it needed to be.

By the time we all sat down for lunch together, the tension was still lingering in the air. Everyone was chatting away, with Ari and Leah talking about something that had happened during their last rehearsal. But as I sat there, my gaze kept drifting over to Seungmin, who was sitting a few seats away, laughing with his group members. His casual attitude, the way he spoke to the staff and fans, everything about him felt so... perfect. It was annoying.

Kat noticed my odd behavior and leaned over, her voice low. “You okay?” she asked, her eyes narrowing as she glanced toward Seungmin.

I gave her a small smile, careful to keep my tone neutral. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired, I guess.”

She seemed to buy it, nodding as she returned to her meal. I couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for brushing it off. Sometimes, I wondered if my members could tell how much I kept inside. But it was easier this way, keeping things to myself. After all, what was the point in saying anything when I knew I couldn’t change it?

A voice interrupted my thoughts. “Y/N, do you want the last piece of sushi?” It was Hyunjin, leaning over from across the table, holding the plate out to me.

I shook my head. “I’m good, thanks.”

Hyunjin raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? You’ve barely touched your food.”

“I’m not hungry,” I muttered, tapping the side of my water bottle absentmindedly.

“You’ve been saying that all day,” he teased, leaning back in his seat.

I just shrugged, not really in the mood to explain myself. To be honest, I wasn't even sure why I felt so off. Maybe it was just the thought of spending months working with people like Seungmin, who had everything so together, while I felt... well, not quite like that.

Seungmin, sitting across the table, glanced up from his conversation with Bang Chan. I could feel his gaze but quickly looked away, my mind drifting back to the meeting.

“Is there something going on with you today?” Bang Chan asked me, sounding more casual than concerned.

I forced a smile, even though I could feel the frustration bubbling under the surface. “No, everything’s fine.”

Kat shot me a quick glance, but she didn't say anything. Leah, on the other hand, nudged my shoulder playfully. “Come on, Y/N, we’re all friends here. If you need to vent, you can always talk to me.”

I gave a noncommittal shrug. “Maybe later.”

The conversation shifted, and the others went back to their chatter, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that things were about to get a whole lot more complicated with this collaboration.

I pushed my chair back, standing up quickly to escape the tension at the table. “I’m gonna wash my hands,” I muttered, hoping it would give me a moment to clear my head.

As I made my way to the bathroom, I focused on the sound of my steps, trying to drown out the voices behind me. Once inside, I splashed cold water on my face, feeling the chill hit my skin and snapping me out of the clouded thoughts swirling in my head. The coolness was a temporary relief, but I knew it wouldn’t last long.

After drying my hands, I stared at my reflection for a moment. I wasn’t just irritated with myself; I was irritated with the whole situation. Being stuck with Seungmin for months—someone who acted like he had everything figured out while I felt like I was barely keeping my head above water. It was exhausting.

When I returned to the table, the group was still deep in conversation, the noise of it all overwhelming. But of course, Seungmin’s eyes locked onto mine the moment I stepped into the room. I looked away quickly, but I could still feel the weight of his gaze, like he was silently judging me.

I sat back down, and instead of the usual polite distance, Seungmin’s posture shifted. He leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing slightly. He didn’t even try to hide it this time—he was looking at me, not pretending. It felt like a challenge

"Y/N, you must be upset about the tour, huh? I mean, it’s hard to believe someone with zero work ethic would want to spend months on the road."

I freeze for a moment, the sting of his words hitting harder than I expected. I quickly grab a bottle of water from the table, my hands gripping it tighter than necessary. "Zero work ethic?" I repeat, trying to steady my voice, though my insides are already starting to heat up.

Seungmin just shakes his head, his smirk growing wider. It’s the kind of look that says he knows exactly what he’s doing—pushing my buttons.

Jeongin, sitting next to him, shifts uncomfortably. I catch him pursing his lips, like he can feel the tension building, but he doesn’t step in. He’s not the type to get involved when things get like this.

"Seungmin," Chan warns, his voice sharp, eyes flicking to me for a brief moment, as if checking to see if I’m alright.

But Seungmin doesn’t back down. His smirk only deepens, unapologetic. "What? It’s true."

I force a tight smile, trying to keep the tension from spiraling. "Just because I don’t act like you doesn’t mean I don’t work hard." My voice remains calm, though there's an edge to it I can’t hide.

Seungmin raises an eyebrow, his indifference clear. “Sure, if you say so.”

Jeongin glances between the two of us, quiet as ever, looking unsure whether to intervene or just let the silence stretch. The room feels heavy now, like something is bound to snap.

"Damn, Jeongin, you really have to share a dorm with this guy?" I tease, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "Must be tough."

Jeongin laughs, shrugging casually. "Eh, it’s not so bad. I’ve learned to block him out."

The next morning, I’m up earlier than usual, the soft hum of the early morning filling the empty practice room as I set up for the day. The others won’t be here for another hour or so, so it’s just me and the quiet buzz of the lights overhead.

I stretch my arms above my head, letting out a soft yawn as I glance over at the setlist for today’s practice. The last few days had been draining, but at least it’s finally time to focus. I always feel more in control when I’m alone in the practice room, away from all the chaos and outside noise.

The door creaked open, and I barely registered the sound as I lay there, too far gone in my deep sleep. My bag was still my pillow, and the soft hum of the room blended with the quiet morning. I had no idea how long I'd been out, but at this point, I was completely unaware of the world around me.

“Is she really sleeping?” Chan’s voice broke the silence, and I felt the slightest shift in the air as the others filed in.

“She’s passed out,” Jeongin commented, his voice soft, almost amused.

“Did she stay here all night?” Hyunjin’s voice was filled with curiosity.

I heard footsteps approach closer, and then a slight pause.

“She’s really out of it,” Hyunjin added quietly, as if not wanting to disturb me.

Seungmin’s voice cut through the moment with a hint of sarcasm. “Guess that’s what happens when you don’t know how to pace yourself.”

The others fell silent, and I could almost feel Seungmin’s eyes on me, like he was sizing me up from where he stood.

“Seungmin,” Chan’s voice was gentle but firm, a soft warning.

“What? I’m just saying. Looks like she needed a nap after all her slacking.” Seungmin’s tone was cool, but I could hear the sharp edge in his words.

Jeongin shifted uneasily. “Don’t be so hard on her. Maybe she’s just tired.”

Seungmin scoffed lightly. “Yeah, tired from what exactly?”

The tension in the room was palpable as they quietly moved around, but I stayed completely still, lost in sleep. I couldn’t hear what they were doing, but I could feel the presence of the group lingering in the room as the conversation simmered.

"Let her sleep," Hyunjin finally suggested, trying to ease the mood. “She’s earned it.”

Seungmin didn’t respond immediately, but I could feel his lingering gaze. “Whatever," he muttered under his breath, and the sound of footsteps faded as the rest of the group began to settle into their own practice.

The room was filled with quiet murmurs, the sound of the guys settling into their space, but I remained blissfully unaware of the world around me, still lost in my deep sleep.

Seungmin, after a moment of silence, snorted under his breath. “Well, she’s certainly dedicated to her ‘rest.’”

“I’m surprised she didn’t set an alarm,” Jeongin commented, glancing at the time.

“Let’s just leave her for a bit,” Hyunjin suggested. “She probably needs it.”

But after a few minutes, the door creaked open again, and the sound of footsteps became unmistakable as the girls entered.

“Y/N? You okay?” Leah’s voice was soft but loud enough to get my attention.

My body shifted slightly as I felt someone tap my shoulder. I groggily blinked open my eyes to find Leah standing over me, concern written on her face.

Ari, standing just behind her, added with a teasing smile, “Looks like someone fell asleep on the job.”

I let out a small groan, rubbing my eyes. “What time is it?”

Kat glanced at her watch. “Late enough for practice to start... and early enough for you to be passed out in here.” She grinned, clearly amused by the situation.

I pushed myself up slowly, still half asleep, trying to shake off the lingering fuzziness in my head. “I was just... resting.”

Leah raised an eyebrow. “Resting, huh?” She didn’t seem convinced.

“You didn’t even wake up when the guys came in,” Ari said with a laugh. “Must be nice to sleep that soundly.”

As I glanced over at the boys, who were now moving around and getting ready, I noticed Seungmin leaning against the wall, his arms crossed with that signature smirk on his face.

“You know, you should probably wake up earlier if you want to be prepared for the day,” he said, his voice dripping with that same sarcasm.

I frowned, still trying to fully wake up, but tried to ignore him. “Maybe I just work in my own way,” I muttered under my breath.

Ari caught my expression and smirked at me. “Seungmin, huh?”

I didn’t respond right away, instead shaking my head slightly to clear it. “Let’s just get started,” I said, standing up and grabbing my bag.

The rest of the girls followed me as I began to stretch and get into position, trying to focus on the day ahead. But even with the change of the group dynamic, I could feel the weight of Seungmin's words still hanging in the air. He was definitely not one to let go of something so easily.

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anime-rambles · 3 months ago

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Keep it Hidden - PART1

Pairing: ProHero!Kirishima x TwinBakugou!Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 4700+

A/N: First one back, guys, and I have multiple parts coming up, I had the of this snippet out before my hiatus, so please enjoy. I have been so excited to release this to you guys. - Tiff <3

Summary: Maybe your secret relationship wasn't as secret as you both thought

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A car horn could be heard from outside, as well as your brother screaming down the hallway. You chuckle to yourself and pick up your already packed bags and make your way outside.

You can see Kirishima already leaving his truck to jog over to your side, taking your bags and quickly kissing your forehead, you swat him away.

“Oi, none of that, Katsukis right inside.”

“I know, I know, it's just you look all cute and sexy today, I can’t help it.”

Kirishima crosses his arms, and leans up against his truck and you both silently wait for Bakugou to leave your house. You join his side, and the both of you stand listening to the ruckus Bakugou is making inside.

“You could HELP YOU KNOW.” Bakugou says as he falls out of the front door, looking at Kirishima as he laughs at his friend, you join your brother and help him stand.

“You know you would have been more organised if you didn’t stay at Izuku's last night or maybe if you packed yesterday before going over.” You say and dust your brother down. Kirishima moves to get Bakugou's bags and places them in the boot, closing it and getting into his truck. Bakugou had been staying at your house, and as he and Midoriya were building a house together, none of them could agree on whose house to move into once they got married, so instead chose to build.

“You know you would have been more organised, mehmhemhe.” Bakugou mocked what you said to him, you simply just stared at him and your palms started to heat up causing little pops. “You're so childish” You say back to him. “No, you're the childish one.” He responds as he closes and locks the front door to your house. “Me?, as if.” You flick a gesture at him behind his back. He catches you by your reflection, “yes you, you big child” He sticks his tongue out at you.

“Children, please stop and get in this truck right now or no one is going anywhere.” Kirishima shouted out the passenger window he had rolled down. You both stopped and looked at Kirishima surprised and what he said. Bakugou looked at you, and you looked back at him not really knowing what to say. “Damn, you made dad angry.” You say and hit Bakugou’s arm and make your way to the front seat. Bakugou shook his head and silently got into the back seat.

Kirishima played some music and waited for the pair of you to put on your seatbelt and then it was time to hit the road. It was your yearly holiday with all of the UA crew. Once a year the hero commission would force you all to take a vacation, everyone had to be forced because everyone loved their jobs and never took time off. This was around the time when 3rd years from hero schools were doing work studies, and hero agencies were already at the max with heroes. Perfect time to let everyone take some time off. This year everyone chose skiing in the mountains. The promise of hot tubs and being alone super alone with no other human interaction was the main pull.

After spending most of the day on the road, you had arrived. Bakugou has fallen sound asleep around the two hour mark, while you and Kirishima bickered about how you wanted to drive and give him a break, when Kirishima said you couldn’t drive his truck, big red, because it was huge and your feet wouldn't touch the pedals. Bakugou awoke a few moments after Kirishima parked and as you both stretched, trying to get your legs to work again, Mina was screaming from the front door and was waving, and Denki was shouting at you all, complaining about how long it took you all to get there.

Bakugou simply pushed past the both, blaming you in the process. You just shook your head and helped Kirishima with the bags.

“Okay, Singleton 1 & 2, you are on the second floor.” Denkai says as he stands on the first step of the stairs. “Hang on, singleton 1&2, which is which?” Kirishima chuckles.

“Obviously, our dear y/n is singleton 1, as katuski always wants to be 1, it's time for her to shine, Hence why she also gets the room with the balcony and quite honestly I don't want to see Bakugou's bare ass again, we learn from our mistakes.” Denki says, holding his heart. “What mistake would that be?” You ask. “Bakugou likes to fuck on balconies, so no more balcony rooms for him.” Denki says and dodges something that Bakugou had thrown in his direction. Shaking your head, you grab your bags from Kirishima’s hands.

“You heard that big boy, I’m the favorite singleton.” You wink at him and pass Denki. “You are in the room across the hall and Bakugou and Izuku are two up from you both, get settled and come down in an hour or so for drinks, Izuku and Jirou should be here soon.” Kirishima nods and makes his way up after you.

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Stepping out onto the balcony, you breathed in the fresh air and closed your eyes for a moment. A presence joined you, wrapping their thick warm arms around you holding you tight. You sigh and melt into him. “Absolutely Beautiful.” Kirishima says and kisses the side of your head. “I know, it's stunning.” You reply and look out at the forest ahead of you. “Well yes the trees are beautiful too but I was talking about the company.” You giggle at him and turn in his arms, kissing him fiercely. “I suppose we should get ready and join the other?” This time Kirishima sighs and lets you go reluctantly. “I suppose”

“I’m going for a shower.” You turn and walk from Kirishima, who pouted. Grabbing your shower stuff from your suitcase, Kirishima's eyes still followed you. “You can join, but let me have a few minutes of boiling water and then I'll turn it down for you to join.” Kirishima’s eyes light up like a kid in a sweet shop.

Turning on the shower, you step under the water and let it get hotter and hotter. You loved really hot showers, they were too hot for someone who was not a Bakugou and you often had to tell Kirishima to wait before joining you. Lost in the warmth, you failed to hear the door open or the curtain open.

Kirishima stepped into the shower, hot water blasting him, he screamed. You screamed as you didn't expect him to be there so soon. He jumped back trying to get away from the heat. In the process got himself tangled in the shower curtain. Slipping on the wet tiles Kirishima went unbreakable and took the sink with him. A massive crash sounded, and grabbed the towel closest to you, covering up. You checked your boyfriend, and he was okay due to his quirk. The red head held his hand over his eyes in defeat, “You fool, I told you I'd call you.” “I got too excited,” He admitted. You laughed at your boyfriend.

Hearing running down the hall, it was very certain everyone heard what had happened. “Y/N ARE YOU OKAY.” Bakugou shouted, You quickly threw a towel over Kirishima’s private area, as he just laid there embarrassed. Bakugou threw open the door and everyone else crowded in. He stared at you with wide eyes.

“This really isn't what it looks like.” You say, staring at your twin. “And what am I looking at y/n” Denki had his phone out taking photos of Kirishima laying there. “Well, you see Eijir- I mean Kirishima, couldn’t get his shower to work, so i said he could use mine, and you know me i love hot showers and forgot to turn it down and i heard this huge crash and next minute i see him laying on the ground, sink broken.” You lie hoping he would believe you. “When i said i didn’t want to see Bakugou's bare ass, that also included yours Kirishima.” Denki laughed and turned to leave your room with Mina, Shinsou and Sero who were all laughing. Bakugou continued to stare for a moment but nodded, he believed you.

“Next time you try and perv on my sister, I'm taking your eyes.” He says to Kirishima, who stood up again, holding a towel over himself. “What, I wasn't?” He replied to the blonde. “Then why wouldn’t you wait for her to at least be changed or why didn't you ask one of us, stay away, shitty hair, no touchy.” he says and points to his friend like he was a young child being told off. Bakugou left just as quickly as he entered. After the coast was clear you turned to him.

“You hear that baby, no touchy.” You say and kiss his lips quickly, leaving him alone in the bathroom.

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #bnha fanfiction #kirishima x y/n #prohero!Kirishima #eijirou x reader #eijirou kirishima imagine #bnha eijiro kirishima #domestic kirishima #kirishima eijirou #mha kirishima #mha x reader #mha imagines #bnha imagines #bnha bakugou #bnha x reader #kirishima one shot

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leezlelatch · 1 year ago

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being very self-indulgent and sending this as a distraction while i think about how sweet copia would be with a partner that is in misery over cramps…the most gentle and doting lover.

Copia x reader, period cramps, comfort, fluff. I'd like to preface this by saying I do not get cramps. I am very blessed, although it does make up for it in other horrible period things, but I hope I can do this somewhat justice. <3

This would be the perfect time for the blanket wrapped tightly around your body to swallow you whole. It's pulled taut over your bent form in the bed. Your knees are drawn up to hold the heating pad against your abdomen, and every wave of pain which passes through you from the great period god in the sky is quickly driving you to madness.

You relax slightly when it passes, and the catch of the door captures your attention. You peek out from the cocoon and a smile quickly forms when you see Copia. He's surprisingly not in his paints although you know it's early in the day, and there's a plastic bag in his hand which rustles as he approaches you.

"Topolino," he coos, sitting on the edge of the bed. His fingers hook beneath the blanket to draw it down, and his lips capture your own the moment they are revealed to him. "Still hurting?"

"I'm dying," you nod, your voice solemn. Copia cuts you a look, although a smile still plays at his lips. "Are you not working today?" You continue.

"Later on. This morning, I am going to spend time with il mio amore. While you are hurting." His fingertips brush wisps of hair from your forehead, his smile growing as your expression brightens. "Ah, see? You are feeling better already. Your Papa is healing, I know this."

His words make you laugh and you half-heartedly swat at him, the vibration of his chuckle warm against your fingertips as they rest on his belly. "What did you bring?" You ask, glancing at the plastic bag.

"Sì, your goodies!" He says, staring down into the bag for several seconds before meticulously pulling out each one and lining them along your blanket. Hersheys, Kit Kats, and 3 Musketeers, three types of iced tea, two pepperoni rolls, and a big bottle of ibuprofen.

You blink in surprise at your Copia's offerings, and then press your forehead to his hand which rests on the bed. "I am so in love with you," you say, your voice thick with emotion.

"As I am in love with you, baby," Copia says, leaning down to cradle your head beneath his, his free hand curled through your hair. "I don't want you in pain, eh?" He lightly guides your head back so he can climb over you and settle at your back, his arms pulling you into the comfort of his embrace. "Let's watch a movie. Eat your snacks. Get snuggly." He squeezes you a little and you laugh. "See? Better already."

You turn your head for a kiss, and you linger there for a moment, lips pressed to his, until your uterus reminds you that it is furious. You groan softly and reach for the ibuprofen as Copia attempts to rub and add pressure to your lower stomach. "Two ibuprofen," he says, nose nudging at your cheek. "None of that 'more will make it work faster', sì?"

You grumble but comply, and Copia laughs softly as he presses several light kisses to your neck. You unwrap a candy and take a bite and then pass it back to Copia, his yummy noise filling you with a warmth even sweeter than what your heating pad provides. Having a period sucks, and having cramps is even worse, but having a partner who loves and cares for you in all of these things - is even better.

Kofi

#the band ghost #papa emeritus iv #ghost #ghost bc #copia #papa iv #the band ghost fanfiction #papa emeritus iv fanfiction #copia fanfiction #papa emeritus iv x reader #copia x reader #menstruation #menstrual cramps #period cramps #period mention #menstruation mention

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fluoneia · 7 months ago

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3:57am @fluoneia — just thinking about wing quirk!reader x katsuki who loves to tease her. a/n. dividers by @enchanthings

you knew a lot of things about yourself when it came to your quirk. people touching your wings was unspoken of. they were sensitive, prone to injury, so you forbid anyone from touching your wings.

but, what do you didn’t know, was it wasn’t just your wings that were sensitive.

katsuki asked to keep one of your feathers to make into a necklace. you said yes, as you had lots of feathers that fell off around your room, and you figured, why not?

so, you gave it to him, and he made it into a necklace like he said. a chain was poked through the end of the feather, and it dangled on his chest proudly.

you ignored the sharp pain in your stomach as he poked the needle through. you figured, it was a coincidence, and was probably period pains.

so, when you went to a meeting the next day with katsuki, you nearly forgot about the feather necklace. you sat across the table, katsuki’s assistant muttering things in his ear about the negotiation currently happening between our firm and another professional hero.

i smile as i admire katsuki. but that’s when he reaches up, taking the feather into his hands, and absentmindedly starts stroking his thumb along the stem of the feather.

and that’s when you feel it.

a sharp, stinging sensation up your spine, in your abdomen, making a flush of heat go up your body and into your face.

you gawk, hand quickly moving over your mouth.

because you’d never felt this way before. it wasn’t pain, nor pleasure, yet.. as you watched katsuki’s finger brush over the stem once more, you can’t ignore the undeniable feeling of arousal filling your body.

and you try not to make a scene. you tried to keep quiet, silently battling through until the meeting was over. because you knew if you told katsuki about this newfound sensitivity spot he can abuse, he would.

so you press your thighs together, you hold a hand over your mouth, and you clutch your stomach. your wings tuck behind yourself, twitching like crazy as your eyes stay glued on the feather katsuki continues to toy with.

and you hope he wouldn’t notice. god forbid he saw you right now.

yet, your worst nightmares come true. because his eyes lock onto you, on your dishevelled state, at the view of you glaring daggers into the hand that stills against the feather. he watched as you sigh a breath of relief, just to tense back up again when he teasingly scratches against the base of the feather.

and he smirks.

because he figured a new thing out about his wife he would definitely use later.

he decides to leave you be for now, and let’s go of the feather. but, as the meeting ends, and people begin leaving the room, katsuki stands and makes his way over to you.

“you were looking a little tense, birdy.” he quips, using the nickname he knows you hate most. he turns your chair, leans forward, merely inches away from your face.

your eyes flicker between the feather and his lips and his eyes, both intrigued and scared what would happen next.

“you know, you never told me a feather could get you going like that..” he starts, a breath fanning over your face, onto your neck. he kissed your pulse, going closer, and closer to the base of your wings.

you gasp, jumping out of your chair as you feel his tongue along a feather, whole body melting, the feeling from before even stronger in your stomach.

“kats..” you shake your head, hand clutching his shirt, “too— too sensitive..”

“oh, but that’s the point.” he smiles a toothy smile, dragging his sharp canines along your wing. and a shiver like none other goes up your spine, hand moving to clutch his bicep, to push him away, but with little current strength in your body it was more like swatting.

“no..” you whisper, head throwing back in pleasure. you’d felt turned on by katsuki before, of course, but never like this. never at this intensity did you want him more, never in your life had you ever been desperate for something, but now, as your thighs rub together, as you clutch onto katsuki to bring him closer, you find yourself utterly desperate for him.

“oh, yes.” he grins, a hand coming up to smooth against your wing, and a soft, wanton moan leaves your lips. “god, if i knew this would get you going this much sooner..” he says under his breath, almost to himself. “shoulda known they’d be this sensitive..”

“ka—“ you gasp, body pushing forward, into his touch, “kats—uki!” you shake your head frantically, eyes widening at the realization you were about to orgasm by some mere strokes against your wings.

“what, baby, hm?” he licks a stroke along your wing, other hand resting against the crook of your neck.

but without another word, you squeal, curling into yourself as the best and strongest orgasm of your life washes over you.

you bury your head into his neck, fighting the urge to bite into your own skin to distract yourself from the pleasure.

and to make it worse, katsuki doesn’t stop his movements. you feel him grin as he gently pressed his teeth into your wing, not enough to hurt you, but enough to make you feel it.

and..

and you crash.

you literally pass out from the sheer amount of pleasure. you grow limp against katsuki, and that’s when he realized just how sensitive your wings are.

his eyes widen, and after a minute your eyes slowly begin to open.

he stroked a hand over your hair, tipping your chin up to look at him. and, katsuki almost didn’t recognize you.

your eyes, so hazy, so love struck and filled with lust. your lip was dripped open, saliva coating your bottom lip and tipping down your chin, a tear streaming down your face.

he kisses your forehead, and you lean into his touch.

“you.. you had an orgasm. because i touched your wings.” he whispers.

you remain silent for a second. “you’re never touching them again.” you state.

he laughs loudly, moving back to look into your eyes. now, you just look like an angry child who’s candy got taken away.

“i’m serious! it’s too.. it’s too much.” you shake your head.

“oh, baby.” he stroked your cheek. “now that i know a few strokes to your wing can make you orgasm..” he leans closer, teasing a finger over the feather around his neck. “you’re in for it.”

with katsuki’s mischievous smirk, and his hand still playing with the feather, all you can think is,

gods, please pray for me tonight. i might just die.

#fanfiction #writing #bakugou katsuki #my hero #mha #mha x reader

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coolgirl32 · 20 days ago

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My writing rules of do's and don'ts

A/n: so yes these are my rules of do's and don'ts when I'm writing and for all of you to know of what I write and what I don't write so I hope you all enjoy and understand my reasons of why I write this and of course this is also about what fanfics I write.

What I write for

Arcane, TMNT (any decade that I have knowledge of), blood of Zeus, 100% wolf, DC, marvel, Disney, epic the musical, lackadaisy, The Wolf among Us, the swat kats.

Characters I write for

Arcane: Vander, silco, vi, Caitlyn, Viktor, jinx, benzo, Cassandra.

TMNT: Leo, raph, Donnie, Mikey (it can be any of the turtles from any of the generations just be more pacific about it), Leatherhead, slash, Dr Rockwell, pigeon Pete, Mondo gecko, tiger claw, Bebop, Rock steady, Chris Bradford/dog pound/rosar.

Blood of Zeus: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Hades, Ares, Hephaestus, seraphim, heron,Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, Dionysus.

100% wolf: Hotspur, flashheart, (we know there's no fanfics about these two but there should be separate that is also go watch it if you haven't seen the movies or the series it's really amazing in its own unique way).

DC: Batman, Superman, The flash, Martian manhunter, plastic Man, Green lantern, Green arrow, Wonder woman, Black Canary.

Marvel: wolverine, sabertooth, The blob (he needs so much love people), dog Logan, magneto, beast, Pedro, cyclops, iron Man, Captain America, the hulk, Thor, Black widow, Hawkeye.

Disney: Pocahontas, Snow White, sleeping beauty, Mulan, maleficent, Prince Philip, princess Jasmine, Aladdin, Rapunzel, Eugene, Eric, Henry (look up his name from Cinderella his name is Prince Henry I'm not lying), Adam.

Epic the musical: Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Apollo, Hermes, Aphrodite, Ares, Hephaestus, Hera.

Lackadaisy: Viktor, Mordecai, Rocky, freckle, Nico, ivy, serafine.

The Wolf among Us: Bigby, Woody, Bluebeard, Snow White.

The swat kats: chance furlong, Jake clawson.(It was a cool show back in the 80s and '90s it only ran by two seasons if any of you have watched it that you know what I'm talking about I was born in the 2000s and I watched it during the 2000s it was amazing I've been obsessed with it ever since)

My do's and don'ts

I do write: character x reader, fem reader, male reader (nobody's ever asked or requested for male reader), character x OC, my OC x character, characters have to be 18 and older, genderbend character x reader, au's like Western, royalty, modern, roles reverse, gender swap, zombie apocalypse, monster, outer space, smut, fluff, against a little bit yandere.

I do not write: pedophilia, incest, underage, very high age Gap, bestiality, rape, non-con, anything that I'm uncomfortable with.

My ocs

There's Jacqulyn, Maria, Keisha and James. So Keisha and James are both my newest OCS and Jacqulyn and Maria are my oldest OCS , they have their own different personalities like Keisha is brave but also sassy but very kind and Maria is little spicy and she doesn't take anybody's bull crap most of my OCS are kind of like that like some of them are kind and sweet while others are hard-headed and closed off because of a horrible trauma they had but I'll explain later in every post I make about them anyway sorry about if this is a bit long hope you all enjoy.

#writing rules #tmnt fanfic #blood of zeus fanfic #The Wolf among Us fanfic #100% wolf fanfic #dc fanfic #marvel fanfic #Disney fanfic #epic the musical fanfic #lackadaisy fanfic

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the-brucest-ninja · 11 months ago

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🥷 Meet the Mun & Blog 🧣

Gooood timezone, ladies, gents, and everyone in between!

I wanted to briefly introduce myself and what to expect from the blog itself! Sooo, without much further ado, let's get right to it!

Mun Introduction

🌲 Name: Cecil/Ghost (I'm a hoarder of names like a dragon, but please- just use these two for now! Moots from the main blog can call me by my other name!)

🌲 Age: 24, baby!

🌲 Pronouns: They/Them

🌲 Hobbies/Interests: writing, film/media, roleplaying, making playlists and Pinterest boards, my never-ending fandoms! I am a novice artist!

🌲 Current Fandoms: Randy Cunningham, Danny Phantom, Xiaolin Showdown, American Dragon, Miraculous Ladybug! (Honorable Mentions: Kids Next Door, Swat Kats, Totally Spies)

🌲 What kind of asks and/or requests do I do? AU discussion, x Reader requests, character asks (what this blog is for!), headcanon dumps, etc

Favorites and the Icky

☑️ Likes: my followers/mutuals (I appreciate all of you!), animals, my hyperfixations, books, movies, fanfiction writing, talking about my universes, etc

🚫 Dislikes: ableism, hating on fandoms, heated discourse, TERF’s/any type of bigot, kin and therian hate, fakeclaiming

🧣 About the Blog 🧣

Muse Name: Randy Cunningham / the Ninja, duh. Who else would it be?

Age: 16-17

Fandom: Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja

Type of Blog: Interactive/Roleplay!

Accepted Asks/Requests: inquiries for Randy- I mean the Ninja (all answers will be in-character), roleplays between moots (again, this is in character!), out of character appreciation, fanart, OOC questions (please tag these as OOC! I don’t want people getting confused. This is a character ask blog after all!)

Current Timeline: Post-Canon

Can we ship? Honestly, no- unless it’s pre-discussed, do not flirt with my muse in the asks/requests! Both parties must be agreeing to this!

Tag List:

🧣 ninja replies (in-character responses for Randy, I mean the Ninja)

🌟 mun answers (out of character replies!)

/ ooc (another tag for out of character)

Additional Blogs: @/your-average-norrisville-student

#meet the blogger #introductory post #introduction #blog introduction #blog intro #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #rc9gn #randy cunningham #🌟 mun intro #ask blog #character roleplay #rp blog

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your-tears-taste-sweeter · 8 months ago

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I need yall to be for real with me and tell me if you’d like Swat Kats x reader fics cause I’m so close to writing some

#swat kats #chance furlong #jake clawson #maybe I’m just delusional

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dragon-of-norrisville · 11 months ago

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Mun and Blog Introduction

I guess we’re doing this again! You have no idea how tedious it is to keep making new blogs but I’m doing this for fun so!

Mun Introduction

💫 Name: Cecil/Ghost (I hoard names like a dragon, but right now I’m choosing to go by these two!)

💫 Age: 23 (about to change in a few days!)

💫 Pronouns: They/Them + Neos

💫 Multi-Fandom Blogger / Creator of AU’s

💫 Active Fandoms: Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja, Xiaolin Showdown (Secondary: Danny Phantom, American Dragon: Jake Long, Miraculous Ladybug, Codename: Kids Next Door, Swat Kats, Totally Spies, Kim Possible)

💫 Hyperfixated on 2000’s cartoon media. Working on multiple alternate universes and WIP’s!

The Category Catalogue

☑️ Likes: writing (original/fanfiction), film/media (animation/cartoons, fantasy, some romcom, action/adventure), roleplaying, discussing my hyperfixations/interests, original characters/self inserts, traveling

❌ Dislikes: ableism, heated fandom discourse, wet/slimy food, bigots, loud noises, certain bugs

Blog/Universe Explanation

Alright, so! Unlike the first two blogs - this one’s a little different although it’s still for asking characters things!

This one specifically and its sister blog @norisu-dojo are part of the same universe; at the moment it doesn’t have an official name, so to explain - the AU is a role swap where “Finja” is the ninja of 2012/2013 (?) and Randy’s the First Ninja (so basically Finja and Randy swap places hahah). I wanted to use the ask blog as a way of developing the universe a little more and to make something different!

It was between that or somehow First Ninja had been given a physical form and Randy convinced him to get social media or something, but I figured why not use one of my AU’s for the heck of it?

Now keep in mind this is still being developed, but you’ll be able to interact with “Finja” and well, possibly get information about the world he’s in! Who knows~

Muse Information

🐉 Name: [REDACTED] / the Ninja

🐉 Age: 14, almost 15! (I mean- totally 800 years old what do you mean)

🐉 Fandom: Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja / RC9GN

🐉 Current Timeline: “Season One” of Role Swap AU

🐉 Occupation: the Ninja / Protector of Norrisville High School

🐉 Certain information will be revealed via either this blog or its sister blog!

☑️ Acceptable Asks/Requests: inquiries for the Ninja (general questions and/or more personal ones, within reason of course!), roleplays between moots, out of character questions allowed (but please don’t do this too often- that’s not what this blog is for), anything you fancy!

❌ Do Not Ask: headcanon infodumps (wrong blog for this), x Reader requests, anything inappropriate (this is not canon! Finja), requests for fanfiction and/or artwork, anything too weird (at my own discretion)

Writer’s Edit: All questions to “Finja” will be answered in-character to the universe! The only exceptions to this is if I’m answering out of character

Additional Notes

Gifts are always welcome, of course!

Please keep in mind I do have a life outside of this blog! I might not always be active but I will do my best to respond as soon as I can!

#meet the blogger #blog intro #introduction #introductory post #introducing myself #ask the character #character ask blog #roleplay blog #rp blog #roleplay #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #rc9gn #first ninja #rc9gn first ninja

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yusa-lisaxyuta · 10 months ago

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Bakugou Fluff

ok its suggestive Fluff but not nsfw !!! I promise!

moaning during a kiss drabble <333 [x gn!reader (but def written w fem!reader in mind)] (ur hubby n wifey ugh)

You both sigh together in unison, the sweet sound of your front door clicking closed being music to your ears. You smile at each other briefly, kicking off your shoes and walking towards the kitchen together, a routine you two developed over the years. You turn on the faucet and start washing your hands as always, smiling at the welcome feeling of your husband's strong arms wrapping around your waist. He stands there, pressing the occasional kiss to your neck as you dried your hands.

"I had fun tonight ya know," you start, placing your now-dry hands over his. He swats them off, mumbling as he moves to take your place in front of the sink. "You'll get 'em dirty again, Dumbass," he says, trying to ignore the anticipation in his chest as he awaits the rest of your words.

You just scoff and shake your head, sitting on the counter behind him as he finishes up. Once done he slots himself between your thighs, holding you close. "You're cute like this, y'know Katsu? Always been the best at plannin' ahead...It fits you, y'know," you mumble into his hair, playing with the short stubble on the back of his neck. You both feel the skin of his face heat, an embarrassed yet accepting grunt coming from his throat as he tries to play off the loud beating of his heart. "Yeah yeah, talk your shit. Just make it fast, it's almost 10... 's time f'bed," he mutters,holding you tighter despite his words.

You smile softly in return, tilting his chin up so his eyes meet yours. "I know," you whisper, barely getting the words out before kissing his lips lovingly, his hand instantly reaching for yours as he kisses back. He sighs softly, letting you pull away when you're ready.

"Fuck, you taste so much sweeter today..."

His hands grip your hips as he yanks you closer, standing slightly straighter as his breath brushes against your lips. His eyes scan your features closely, skills honed from years of hero patrol.

"Kats- mmnh.."

Your words were silenced by his lips once more, the action pulling the softest whimper from your mouth. The grip he has on you tightens, his hands swiftly moving to your ass as he lifts you from the countertop. He carries you to your shared bedroom with ease, opening and closing the door all without his lips leaving yours. After what felt like an eternity, you feel the soft sheets under you as he finally lays you down on the bed, pulling away as you both gasp for air.

He didn't plan on stopping anytime soon.

"Best decision ever..," he whispered, your lips meeting his again. The sloppy make out session continued awhile longer, his hands and lips making your thoughts fuzzy with each passing second. You moan quietly against his lips, the blonde pulling away soon after. You both lay there panting like dogs in the summer heat, faces equally flushed. There was just something about seeing you breathless, pinned so perfectly beneath him- it broke his resolve in ways he could never comprehend. His eyes darkened as he took in every detail, even the slight sway to your breasts with every deep breath you take. He finally leans back, yanking his shirt over his head with a low growl. You grin, your eyes scanning over each and every scar visible on his perfect body.

"So much for goin' to sleep, Kats?"

He growls in response, pinning you down roughly.

"Save it," he rasps, eyeing you like prey. "I plan on calling out tomorrow anyway. Now shut up 'n lemme fuck you like there is no tomorrow..."

#lix writes ! ☄. *. ⋆#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bnha x reader #soft baku soft baku soft baku soft b-#I'm such a sucker for domestic bkg #he deserves the married life <3 #I wrote this so long ago HELP #I also have this stupid fucking Mike schmidt draft in my notebook omg #please I need motivation for movie mike #gonna watch FNAF again methinks :///#lix speaks ! ☄. *. ⋆#just bc of my lil rant here in tags lol

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Can i request a daughter of poseidon x leo valdez?? Where they dont get along at all and always throw insults at each other during quests or at camp or just whenever they see each other and they have a lil bonding moment when the reader is severely injured and they're waiting for helpp

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

daughter of the sea, annoying as can be ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

pairing: leo valdez x daughter of posedion!reader warning(s): itty bitty cursing word count: 3.2k a/n: hih! thank you for requesting, i hope u enjoy this ♡ im so so sorry this took me so long to get out, school ( as always ) is kicking my butt, and i was sick, and then theres always the stupid motivation :( yk, the usual. BUT lowkey i got kinda invested and maybe wanna write a part 2 but idkk, anyway, enjoy!

thankfully for her, your best friend's brother was not the one for you.

in fact, he was probably the last person you'd want to be with.

you don't exactly remeber when or why your 'rivalry' with the son a hephaestus started, it wasn't something you questioned. all you knew is that leo valdez was the most annoying person you'd ever met, no questions asked. ( he also happened to be the most 'not-so-bad-looking' and 'semi-funny' person you'd ever met, but you swatted those thoughts away ).

although you two 'hated' each other, it seemed that chiron and the fates loved you together. chiron always asked you to go on small quests together, despite your protest.

"well you don't know what to expect, so we need the two of you," he'd say, "water and fire, brain and brawn."

these quests happened way too often for your liking. you already had to spend at minimum two days alone with leo, but the fact that they happened almost every month? you treasured the time when you were away from him.

which honestly, wasn't very long either. see, your best friend, kaitlyn, was also a daughter of hephatesus. which meant you usually hung out in the forge, where you'd see leo. too often.

at times it felt like he was targeting you. it was like he knew you were at the forge with kaitlyn and decided to show up and annoy you. you simply couldn't catch a break.

kaitlyn would always tell you that you were being overdramatic, and that leo wasn't actually out to get you, but you knew that your mind was not to be changed.

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🌊🦈˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

like most days, today you were spending time with kaitlyn at the forge. capture the flag was supposed to take place tomorrow, and it was all hands on deck at the forge. while kaitlyn worked on preparing swords, you sat on a stool next to her, spinning around in the chair.

"(y/n), if you keep spinning you'll get a headache" kaitlyn said, eyes not leaving the sword she was working on.

you stopped spinning on the chair and said, "no i won't, its fun!"

kaitlyn looked up from the sword and gave you a deadpan look, "just because something is fun, doesn't mean you won't get hurt doing it."

you simply shrugged and went back to spinning in the chair while kaitlyn rolled her eyes and went back to working on the sword.

the two of you didn't have to speak to be in conversation. you knew if you were talking, it'd probably just be kaitlyn telling you to stop spinning around and you, once again, not listening to her. your 'small fights' were never serious, they were usually like the one you just had where kaitlyn was telling you not to do something dumb and you doing it anyway.

your peace was interrupted as leo came into the forge, walking over to kaitlyn's workbench.

"kit kattttt, have you, perhaps, seen that one blue hammer with the dent in it on it's side?" he asked, poking around at the stuff on her desk.

you rolled your eyes at the name he called her. leo heard you call her kit kat once and he decided to steal the name, just to make fun of you.

"can't you make anything you want come out of that stupid belt of yours? why do you need to come poking around here for a dumb hammer?" you asked him, accusingly.

leo shot you an annoyed look and said, "well, person-who-i-did-not-ask-and-is-not-apart-of-the-conversation, it can't produce specific things, and i specifically want that hammer. i like the grip on it, okay?"

you rolled your eyes, "so then make it produce a hammer with that certain type of grip on it, it's really not that har-"

"you know what, i think i actually might've seen it in that box over there, you probably left it in here when you came to help alexis with something earlier." kaitlyn said, cutting you off and pointing to a box by the leg of her workbench.

leo walked over through the box and surely enough, pulled out a hammer with a blue rubber grip. maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you, but you thought you saw a (first initial) engraved on its side.

"thank you, actually useful person!" leo said, walking back over to you and kaitlyn, "alright, i must go now, you," he said, facing kaitlyn, "keep up the great work, that sword looks amazing, and you," he said, turning to you, "stay out of conversations you aren't apart of, yea?" he gently tapped you in the head with the hammer and walked out of the forge.

you watched him leave with a scowl on your face, "you know, i think i do have a headache now, but it's not from spinning in that chair."

kaitlyn rolled her eyes, a knowing smirk on her face.

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( pov change ! ₊˚⊹♡ )

leo often spent too much time overthinking almost every interaction the two of you shared.

you always left the boy confused. he'd be certain that something you said was purely out of hatred, but then he remembered the look you gave him while saying it-

did you have any clue you were driving him insane?

leo spent way too much time thinking about you than he should've, but he couldn't help it. you were a poem and he was dyslexic, he had to spend hours thinking about you, trying to read you.

so naturally, the two of you being on the same team for capture the flag had him up and pacing at two in the morning.

that night, he was up for hours, thinking about you. thinking about what he'd say to you, how you'd possibly respond, how much time you could potentially spend together, how he could possibly stray away from whatever duty he was put on just to see you.

in school, leo always sucked at math. but when it came to you, he was able to calculate how he'd spend every minute you shared.

and he SWORE he wasn't obsessed.

the day of capture the flag, he was hoping nobody knew morse code, because he was definetly tapping 'i love you' anxiously on his arm out of habit while looking at you.

you were standing across from eachother, you were standing next to percy, and he was standing next to kaitlyn, where he knew you'd be looking over to as annabeth explained the game plan.

he wasn't paying attention to what annabeth was saying, how could he? he knew you were looking over at kaitlyn, meaning you were also semi-looking over at him. he was more focused on making sure he didn't look like an idiot then he was on winning capture the flag.

"(y/n) and leo" annabeth said, snapping him out of his trance, "you two are guarding the west side of the creek, stay close. you know the ares kids like to lurk there."

"what?!" you exclaimed, though not sounding very opposed.

"annabeth, i dont know if that's a good idea, i'm not that great with a sword" leo admitted, scratching the back of his neck.

"you'll be fine, just throw a rock that's on fire if someone tries to attack you" annabeth said, as if it was an anyday thing, "anyway, alexis and michael-"

leo stopped paying attention to what annabeth was saying after that. he was assigned his role, what more was there to listen to? while you were most likely trying to figure out a game plan for the two of you, leo was stuck on your reaction. you hadn't seemed to against the idea, not like you used to when someone would assign you together. you used to throw a fit, like a little kid. but today, not even your "what?!" seemed very convincing.

leo was snapped out of his thoughts once again when annabeth exclaimed, "alright, everybody move out! kick ass, and don't get killed!"

"and always keep an eye out for selener!" percy added, walking over to annabeth.

she shoved his head playfully, "oh shut up seaweed brain."

just as leo was about to head over to where you were standing, he was pulled back by kaitlyn.

"take this" she said quickly, handing him a small walkie-talkie, "only use it for emergenices."

leo raised an eyebrow, "we couldn't have used something cooler? if you asked i coulda built an in-ear piece for everybod-"

"okayy, i get it. you're good at making shit, what's new? just make sure (y/n) doesn't get hurt, okay?" kaitlyn said, cutting him off.

leo simply nodded his head to show her he understood.

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🌊🦈˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.

( pov change again ! ₊˚⊹♡ )

you and leo walked through the woods in silence. it wasn't exactly awkward, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either. it was just quiet. you were both lost in thought to say anything to each other. you were the one to break that silence.

"can you walk any slower, hammerhead?" you said, turning around to face leo, who was just a few feet behind you.

leo quickly looked up from the ground and shot you a glare. "hammerhead? your sea-nerd side is showing, clownfish", he said, picking up his pace and catching up to you.

you rolled your eyes at the name he called you, "wow real funny valdez, aren't you the most original and annoying person to ever exist?"

he scoffed, "little miss daughter of the sea, annoying as can be is telling me that i'm annoying?"

you gave him a look so dirty that the dirt under your feet seemed clean. when you had first met, that was all he'd call you. he twirl around you and say in a sing-song voice, "little miss daughter of the sea, annoying as can be!" it was stupid and childish.

he raised his arms in defense after he saw the look on your face, "woah, strike a nerve there?" he asked.

"whatever hammerhead," you grumbled, "you take the left, i'll take the right. scream if you need anything."

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( you already knoww ₊˚⊹♡ )

had he pushed it too far? was the 'annoying as can be' thing too much? he knew it annoyed you, but he didn't think you'd really get mad over it. sure you two always teased and bickered with each other, but it was your own language with each other. leo knew he never meant the glares and comments he sent your way, and he didn't think you meant them either. or did you? was this all something leo made up in his head? did you actually hate him? or was he right, and you really didn't mean the glares and comments, but now you did?

these thoughts raced through his mind as he walked over to the left side of the creek. he really should've been thinking about what'd he do if he did bump into a blood-hungry ares kid.

he decided to look around for a good-sized rock that he could chuck at somebody if he needed to, leo planned on actually doing what annabeth said and throw a flaming rock at whoever decided to attack.

time passed, but nothing happened. not that leo wanted to be out fighting for a dumb flag, but he at least wished he'd be with you. those dumb ares kids had probably decided to lurk somewhere else, or so he thought.

he sat up in a tree, at least 8 feet off the ground. he had a small pile of rocks next to him, ready to be thrown. it was quiet on this side of the creek, away from where most of the action was happening. annabeth knew you were a good fighter, why had she put you over here with leo, a not-so-good fighter?

the quiet was interrupted by a pained scream, followed by heavy footsteps running away.

leo immediately snapped up from where he was once sitting and jumped down from the tree. he landed on his feet, but fell from the impact. he quickly scrambled up, making sure he didn't drop the walkie-talkie in his pocket, and sprinted toward you as fast as his feet would take him.

the second he heard the scream he knew it was you. who else could it be? you'd been on too many quests together to not know what it sounded like when you were hurt. he'd never heard you scream like this though, just the thought of what could've happened to you was enough for him to practically fly with each step he took.

when he finally reached you, you were lying on the floor, clutching your side. he immediately dropped down to your right side and lifted you up. one hand was lifting your back up while the other pressed firmly on your wounded side.

he couldn't speak. he was too focused on trying to find a way to cure you. you had wandered way too far from the creek for him to be able to easily move you, and he didn't have any nectar or ambrosia on him to give to you. he mentally cursed at himself for spending too much time daydreaming instead of preparing in case something like this happened.

leo didn't know what to do. he wasn't a medic, heck, the only thing he knew how to do was put a bandaid on. his mind was filled with panic, unable to move. he felt tears begin to brim in his eyes at this feeling of being helpless.

he heard a faint static noise come from the pocket in his jeans, the walkie-talkie! he quickly hoisted you up closer to him, to where he was able to support you with his arm and put pressure on the wound with his hand. he pulled out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and yelled, his voice filled with panic, "kaitlyn?! kaitlyn?! hello?! y-you gotta come quick, o-one of the stupid ares kids stabbed (y/n) in the side, and i don't have anything!"

his breath was trembling, and the tears of panic were now flowing down his cheeks. you obviously weren't doing well either. you were breathing heavily, also not saying anything.

"shit! o-okay! try to get her as close to the creek as you can and we'll meet you there!" kaitlyn's voice responded from the walkie-talkie.

leo didn't respond, he just quickly shoved the walkie talkie back into his pocket and picked up your legs with his other hand, picking you up.

you winced loudly as leo lifted you up off the ground, your other hand moving to put pressure on the wound. leo felt as if his heart strings were being pulled on, threatened to be cut.

"i-im so sorry mi amor, just hang in there, o-okay? we just need to make it to the creek" he said, his voice shaking and he began to run in the direction of the creek.

neither of you noticed nor brought up what leo had called you, he was too focused on trying to get you to the creek and you were too focused on, well, trying to survive.

once he made it to the creek, kaitlyn and whoever she was bringing for backup had yet to arrive. this didn't matter though, as leo took no time to put you into the water and try to wet the wound quickly.

your legs and side were as deep into the water as they could be, while your head rested on leo's knees as he tried to splash water onto the wound. it was healing, slowly, but surely. leo had lifted your shirt up a bit so he could see the wound and it was not pretty. the ares camper had stabbed you good and deep. the fact that they pulled their sword right out as well didn't help at all. while one of leo's hands was scooping up water and gently placing it onto the wound, the other rested below your other arm, holding you up and close to him. your left hand was also trying to put water onto your wound while your other hand was gripping onto his biceps, trying to support yourself.

truth is, this was the closest you'd ever been, and leo couldn't even realize it. he was too preoccupied on trying to make sure your wound was healing as quickly as possible.

you stopped trying to put water onto the wound, you were exhausted. instead, you looked up at leo, trying to meet his eyes, but found yourself unsuccessful. he was laser-focused on the water and your wound.

"leo" you said, breathlessly, still looking up at him.

leo stopped what he was doing and looked down at you, he still looked and felt a little freaked out. "yea?"

"im sorry" you said, "for the teasing, for the name calling. i-i didn't mean any of it."

leo didn't know if he felt more shocked or happy. it wasn't all in his head, you didn't really mean any of the things you had said.

leo shook his head, "no, no, it's okay. i didn't mean any of the teasing and name calling either, im so sorry."

it felt good to admit that to you. it felt good to know that you knew just a little bit of what leo felt. at least you didn't think he hated you anymore, and he knew you didn't hate him either. he never knew something so small could make him feel such relief.

"i think i actually kind of like working with you" you said, but quickly added, "only a little bit though. i don't care if i didn't mean the teasing, you still are a little annoying."

leo chuckled, "it's okay water girl, i know you obviously absolutely love being with me and wish you could spend every single moment of every single day with me" he said, teasingly.

you smacked his arm lightly, "oh now you're just crazy" you said, rolling your eyes.

you both started to laugh, still holding each other close.

your laughter stopped as a very concerned kaitlyn came out of the woods shouting, "oh gods! you're not dead!"

she quickly ran over to you, percy, annabeth and some apollo kid following her. leo let go of you as kaitlyn pulled you into a hug, at which you winced at.

as she pulled apart from you, the apollo kid squatted down to get a good look at your side, "it looks like it's pretty much healed, but you should still get to the infirmary, just to make sure."

"you guys take her, i'll go try and find those ares kids" leo said, a little sad that his time together with you was ending.

"throw a flaming rock at them for me, will ya?" percy asked him as he placed one of your arms over his shoulder and helped you stand up.

leo gave him a confirming nod and a smile. he watched as your group walked away back toward the woods and felt as if something were tugging at his heartstrings once again. just as you were about to enter the woods, he saw you look back at him and give him a sad smile.

"oh daughter of the sea, what are you doing to me?" he asked himself softly.

an pt.2 : heyyy, hope u enjoyed! lmk what you thought! and as always hope u have a great day / night!

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson

#THIS IS THE LONGEST THING IVE WRITTEN YET AAA #percy jackson #pjo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson x reader #pjo x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo x reader #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x you #by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.#all da ladies luv leo ˖⋆࿐໋

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