#tastes like nothing it's just slightly bitter warm water

[museofvoid]

i'm drinking tea with honey cause i'm sick and it helps my sore throat a bit but i'm sorry tea lovers it just does not taste good

[devildomresidentt]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 (ft. Yamato & Kakashi Hatake)

Featuring - Yamato Tenzo & Kakashi Hatake x GN!Reader

Rating - Explicit

Warnings - Mentions of bondage, BDSM, D/S Relationships, Edging, & Unprotected Sex

A - Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

When it comes to aftercare, both of them are nothing less than exceptional. Once your both finished, they'll waste no time running you a warm bath or bringing you a damp cloth to clean up with afterwards, along with water and anything else their precious Y/N desires. After your both finished cleaning yourselves up and changing the sheets they'll be quick to cling right back onto you, gently wrapping their arms around you and whispering endless praise while nuzzling their nose into the crook of your neck.

B - Body Part (Favorite Body Part of yours and theirs)

For Yamato, his favorite body part on himself is his hands. To him, his entire existence has been nothing but violence and bloodshed. The idea of the same hands being used to take the lives of others also being used to pleasure and amuse the one he loves and adore the most in this world is unworldly to the Shinobi. He can't help but feel an unfamiliar warmth on the inside at the sight of his hands easily outsizing yours when they envelop each other, knowing he'll always be able to find comfort in you. The man finds it impossible to favor a single part of you, especially when Yamato loves and worships your entire existence. You added a light to his life no other soul has, and to that he devotes his entire being to you. To him, you're above anything and everything in this corrupted world, and he'll have no issue putting you above any of his duties or commands when the time comes.

But for Kakashi, his favorite part of himself is his abs. He knows how weak you become at the mere sight of them, that's why he puts more effort into training them than any other part of his perfectly-crafted body. He'll invite you to train with him just to play oblivious at how tightly you rub your thighs together whenever he flashes a glimpse them while using his damp black tank to wipe the glistening sweat gathering at his brow after finishing his set. He'll spend the entirety of the day teasing you like this just to end it with him digging crescent shaped marks into your hips as he guides you up and down his gorgeously toned abdomen, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he marvels at the sight of you coming undone on top of him. When it comes to his dearest Y/N, Kakashi loves your neck the most. He just can't get enough of the sight of your neck adorned with gorgeous jewelry that complements your skin-tone flawlessly. But then again, the sight of your neck adorned and littered with his "Love-bites" and hickeys may top it. Hearing your soft-breathy moans and sharp gasps echoing off the walls and filling the room as he bites and sucks another hickey into your heated, sweat-slicked skin only eggs him on more, especially when he knows you'll be flaunting it off alongside the newest piece of jewelry he's added to your already large collection.

C - Cum (Anything to do with Cum)

Yamato's cum is slightly sweet and bitter with a slight woodiness to it, but it's mainly tasteless. It's easy to tell when he's on the edge, he gets whiny and painfully vocal, spewing out broken 'I love yous' and soft begs whenever he's dangerously close, all it takes is the greenlight from his Beloved for him to break and ruin himself once more for you. He cums a lot and even after being told to stay still, he can't help but gently rut his hips into your slowly pumping palm as he rides out his crashing orgasm. He's always such a good boy for you, he just can't help but chase his high after what felt like hours of edging.

Kakashi's cum is on the saltier side, it's not too overpowering but the taste really does linger longer that Yamato's. He'll fuck you full of it for hours on end making sure none of his precious seed goes to waste. The man lives for the sight of your tight hole dripping and leaking with his fluids, wiping it up with his fingers just to raise them up to your gaped mouth for you to suck clean. He doesn't cum as much as Yamato, but he still cums a lot nonetheless and there's nothing Kakashi hates more than seeing any of it go to waste. He'll pump you senseless with his cum until he feels satisficed with his work, he makes sure you understand how lucky you are to be his permanent fucktoy, how lucky you are to receive praise and comfort from him afterwards, and how lucky you are to be plugged full with his precious seed inside of you once he's has his fill.

D - Dirty secret (A Dirty secret of theirs)

Yamato seems like a somewhat average man, besides previously being a feared Anbu Captain known for the "unique" Wood-style Jutsu he holds. But when it comes to you, he holds many filthy secrets and fantasies only you know. He loves being restrained or tied up by you, knowing he's at your full mercy, utterly helpless for you to take him however you see fit. It makes his head spin as he awaits your searing touch upon his bare skin, the feeling of your warm breath feathering upon the cold sensitive shell of his ear as you tease and lazily stroke the slit of his leaky reddened tip mixed with the tight-well tied rope keeping his movements restricted, he craves it.

Kakashi on the other hand, doesn't have many dirty secrets. Just about anyone with eyes and knowledge of the books he publicly reads without shame can guess what type of person he is. He has a habit of trying out any scenes or positions that catches his eye while reading 'Icha Icha' or any other Adult-Romance Books he can get his hands on. It's easy to tell whenever he's come up with another dirty plan to fill the quiet night just by the devilish gleam in his eye as he lingers on a certain page longer than usual in whatever book he's reading.

E - Experience (How much Experience they have in the bedroom)

Before meeting you, both of them had little to no experience at all. With the duties of being Shinobi and the weight of the leaf on their shoulders, neither of them had the time nor worry for sexual pleasure. They didn't see a need for it nor interest in anyone for them to go out of their ways to receive it, until you that is. At first sight, they had no other thoughts on their mind besides you.

Kakashi couldn't help but imagine you in place of the love interest in any of his smutty novels, roughly stroking himself and clawing at his chest to the thought of any interactions shared between the two of you. He was weak for you, his mind cloudy with desire. You were a painfully addictive drug to him, and he knew he wouldn't be right in the head until you were his.

Yamato was just as bad as his senpai, no matter how hard he tried to convince himself that he didn't need you, that he had no time for relationships, that you would only be a burden for his work, he just couldn't rid you from his mind. He needed you, it wasn't until he became apart of Team Kakashi and spent more time in the Leaf as a Jounin that he truly realized it. From that point on, he romanticized and obsessed over any little interaction or touch you two shared, you have to admit he was good with hiding his true feelings and intentions in the beginning. Too bad that pitiful act of denial could only last for so long.

F - Favorite Position (Their Favorite Position(s))

Yamato loves any position where he can see your face, he needs to see the way your face beautifully twists in pleasure whenever the vibrations of his low groans and pants hits your core. Your needy whimpers and broken calls of his name undeniably drives him crazy, but they just aren't enough for him. He needs to see how your eyes flutter as they roll to the back of your head, how your brows adorably scrunch together as you tighten the grip on his deep brown locks from between your closing thighs, how your puffy kiss-swollen lips get caught between your teeth as you try and choke down a sharp gasp whenever he inserts another finger into your already full hole as he urges for that pesky knot in your stomach to snap.

Kakashi's take on this is different though. Kakashi loves any position where he can see exactly where you two connect, missionary, doggy, lotus, he lives for the sight of your painfully needy hole sucking him in with every lovingly-rough thrust. The sight of your fluids seeping down his shaft, to his thighs, and onto the soaked sheets as he draws you towards your next orgasm, it kills him. The lewd sight paired with the sound of his hips roughly connecting to yours only fuels the burning fire in his stomach more. He needs to see just how far he can push his favorite little plaything, how much you can give him, how much you can take.

G - Goofy (Do they lean on the more serious or Goofy side during the deed)

Both have a goofy side to them during the moment, it's second nature for them to find humor in just about any situation. They both have their ways of cracking dirty jokes during the act, It's hard not to let out a light sigh or chuckle whenever Yamato makes an unexpected filthy joke while you pleasure him from below.

H - Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

They both keep themselves well groomed down there it's not entirely shaved (unless you want it to be), but its still fairly tamed. Neither of them can stand the feeling of having a lot of hair down there, especially with all the movement they have to do throughout the day as Shinobi.

Yamato prefers to keep his a tad longer than Kakashi's, he has a deep brown happy trail that travels up his abdomen and into a light dusting on his toned chest. As for body hair, he has a light dusting of it along his forearms and legs that thins out towards his upper thighs.

Kakashi's body hair matches the shade of his mane, its a light grey that damn-near borderlines white. Unlike Yamato, he has a happy trail that cuts off perfectly below his navel. The light shade of his thin body hair on top of his pale skin makes it hard to see, but when the light shines on him just right you can visibly see the body hair trailing along his arms and legs.

I - Intimacy (How Intimate are they?)

Yamato is always intimate with you, he's utterly in love with you and it’s painfully obvious. Even when you two are apart he can’t help but think of you or brag about you to his friends, and that love and obsession for you only grows whenever you praise him for his exceptional work in the bedroom.

Kakashi is the type to break multiple bed frames with you. He tries his hardest to hold back, he swears, but when it comes to you the man can’t help but lose control. Despite this, he's surprisingly intimate with you both during and outside of sex. He makes it known that he's in a serious relationship and it's obvious to others how utterly whipped he is for you. He's quick to drop names like 'My Love' or to wrap an arm or two around your waist whenever he notices someone being a bit too friendly with you in public. And what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't make sure his precious Y/N understood who they rightfully belonged to as he chokes out lewd praises and soft degradation through gritted teeth while he wrecks your insides, spilling and coating them in his warm seed once more.

J - Jack-Off (How often do they masturbate?/Masturbation Headcanons)

Back in his Anbu days, the last thing on Yamato's mind was masturbation or any sexual fantasies at that. He was constantly busy with missions or planning their next moves that he never really had time to worry or think about matters like that. (100% was a virgin before him and you did it for the first time) He could easily go weeks without it, although it would come with a bit of frustration every once in a while due to the lack of self-pleasure. It wasn't until he met you that he started doing it more often, you made him feel a way no other person has ever made him feel. The feeling confused him at first, it was unfamiliar to him, but in a good way.

Kakashi on the other hand, was more familiar with the idea and act of touching himself. He knows the one simple solution to any frustration or stress he may hold after any lengthy or uncalled-for missions. He knows the sinful high he obtains whenever he finds himself alone in bed nose-deep in one of his smutty novels all too well. One hand gently brushing his lower abdomen as he slides it down the waistband of his loose sweats. The low needy groans and curses that spill from the bottom of his chest as he teases the already drooling tip of his cock while imagining your warm palm slowly stroking him off, he can barely keep his heavy eyelids open as he grazes over the filthy pages of his book, picturing every lewd position within the pages with you and him in mind.

K - Kink (Some Kinks of theirs)

Yamato - Praise/Worship, Degradation, Bondage, Eye Contact, Mutual Masturbation, Power Exchange, D/S, Auralism Kakashi - Praise/Worship, Breeding, Impact Play, Roleplay, Mutual Masturbation, Oral, Hand/Blow Jobs, D/S, Marking, Brat-Taming

L - Location (Favorite Location(s) to do the act)

Both are highly respected Shinobi who each have enough on their plates to worry about, the last thing they need is a scandal floating around. They both prefer to do the deed in somewhere private such as the bedroom or anywhere where it’s only you and him. But... you'd be lying if you said you and Kakashi haven't done it a few times in an abandoned alleyway or in the public hotsprings late at night, hell even in the Hokage's Office in broad daylight..

M - Motivation (What turns them on/gets them going)

Yamato is adorably easy to tease, it doesn't take much from you to have him a blushing-stuttering mess. At first his love and obsession for you was something as innocent as a first crush, but it wasn't long before that innocent love grew into something more lustful. He's been starved of any romantic experiences all his life, all it takes to weaken his little façade is a few "accidental" brushes painfully close to his manhood, your glossy eyes lingering on his lips a bit too long whenever he speaks, or even something as small as you brushing your fingers against his while taking documents or papers from him.

Kakashi is able to hide his feelings and true intentions easily, his poker face is truly unmatched. Kakashi himself is a tease, he'll make plans for you two to go on duo missions together, brushing his manhood against your ass whenever passing by you, or even doing something as blunt as inviting you to the hotsprings with him all while playing oblivious to the suggestive situations he's put you two in. Although he himself is a tease, he can also be genuinely oblivious to any of your attempts at flirting. The best way to break him out of his little façade is be blunt and straight forward with him, whisper in his ear how badly you need him to fuck your brains out or peek over his shoulder and say how you'd 'love to try that one out' whenever he's reading one of his smutty novels and watch how quickly the tips of his pale ears turn to a pretty shade of pink.

N - No No's (Something they refuse/won't do)

Neither of them would do anything that would result in permanent damage for the both of you. Mentally, physically, emotionally, they can't stand the thought of hurting the one they care about the most. Both of them has had enough hurt and loss in their life, they cant bare to imagine hurting you in any of the ways they've hurt others in the past. It'll honestly take them a while to really let loose when having sex due to the fear of harming you in any way, shape, or form. You'll have to constantly reassure them that you can take it, that it wont hurt you, and that your not going anywhere unless its with them.

O - Oral (Preferences in giving/receiving, along with experience/skill with Oral)

Both had little to no skill with it when you first got together, you had to teach them what you liked and how to properly please you. But once they finally got a taste of your release, it was damn near impossible for you to remove them from between your limp thighs. They could easily spend hours between your legs, hands resting on your thighs, the two of you filling the room with lustful moans, wet slurping sounds, and the muttered out praises between kisses placed onto your heat by them.

Kakashi undeniably had a bit more experience when it came to oral, with as many smutty books and adult-romance novels he's indulged in, he's picked up a bit of knowledge on how and what to do to please someone.

Yamato on the other had, had little to no experience or knowledge on the topic. Though he'd be lying if he said he hasn't imagined what it would feel like to receive a blowjob or to be the one on the giving end, but with his work in the Anbu, he never had the time nor interest to actually pursue someone to solve his curiosity, until he met you that is.

P - Pace (Fast and Rough? Intimate and Sensual? What Pace do they go for?)

Yamato's pace will usually be intimate and sensual. But after a few stressful missions back to back or hours on end of you teasing him throughout the day, the man can't help but snap. When he's feeling more intimate, he'll be on the bottom or the submissive side of the ordeal, you can expect all types of worship and praise to be muttered through his puffy kiss-swollen lips. But when he's feeling more stressed and in need of relief, you can expect to find yourself with your lower back slightly lifted from the mattress as your legs dangle from his muscular forearms. He wastes no time drawing multiple world-crushing orgasms out of you whenever he hits that certain spongy spot that causes you to go cross-eyed. His strokes are quick, but precise, its easy to tell when he's close just by the babbled praise and messy thrusts as he chases his own personal high.

Kakashi's pace is usually rough and quick. His precise lengthy thrusts could only be described as animalistic, even in the moments where he attempts to be more "slow and sensual" At the start of your relationship, it seemed as if you'd never be able to coax him into being even the slightest bit of rough with you, but as time progressed and he felt more comfortable with you, it was damn near impossible to get him to slow down unless you said the implanted safeword. The sound of sweat-slicked skin pounding against skin along with your broken desperate calls of his name echoed off the walls and it only pushed him further, he needed you more than he needed life itself and what better way of showing it than pleasing you better than any other man could ever imagine. The way he felt about you was nothing less than primal, he had a carnal need for you, for the sound of your adorably pathetic babbles as he drilled you into the mattress. He knew you could handle it, he knew you loved this just as much as him, if not more. Besides, what better reward is there for his hardwork other than the beautiful scratches and crescent shaped indents you littered along his chest, back, and biceps.

Q - Quickies (How do they feel about Quickies? Would they like/dislike them? etc.)

Yamato prefers something more slow and intimate, but as a highly demanded Shinobi, some days all he has is the time for a quickie. He feels that the love and appreciation he has for you could never be properly expressed through a quickie, then again something is better than nothing.

Same goes for Kakashi, He prefers something longer, then again he has no issue providing you with something quick if you ask for it. All it takes is for you to yank him down by the collar of his vest while explicitly telling him all of the unholy acts you'd like to commit with him along the way for him to melt and give into your lust.

R - Risk (How risky are they?)

Both are somewhat cautious of your surroundings during the moment, risk is something that’s rarely taken with these two.

Although, when it comes down to it Kakashi is by far the most risky between the two. He just can’t help himself around you when every little thing about you drives him mad. He has no shame in pulling you into his lap from behind and brushing his thick half-hard cock against your ass while in the public hot springs late at night. Same goes for him breaking you two off from the group just to pin your back against the dead end of a darkened alleyway just to steal a “few” kisses while out with the rest of the Leaf-Sensei.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go before they call quits?)

From the ass-crack of dawn to the rise of tomorrows sun, both of their stamina is unmatched when it comes to you. Both can last multiple rounds without getting tired, of course they'll be willing to take breaks in between for water, snacks, a quick intermission, whatever you need they'll be more than willing to provide. But if they had the choice, you two would be at it fucking like rabbits for hours on end.

T - Toys (Do they own/use them? What are their opinions on them?)

The idea of owning sex toys had never really crossed Yamato's mind. it wasn't until he and the other Leaf-Sensei had a talk about them during a night of drinking that he decided to get one. Needless to say, he didn't regret it, not one bit.

Even before he and you got together, Kakashi still owned an impressive collection. Cock rings, vibrators, dildos, you think of it, he most likely owns it. He's always been the experimental type when it came to himself and his likes/kinks. If he read about a certain toy or position that ever made him softly throb or get hot and bothered in the slightest, you could expect to see it added and crossed off his list of positions/toys to try out within the same week.

U - Unfair (How Unfair are they? Are they a tease? etc.)

Yamato doesn't think he's unfair, he just sees it as a little punishment every once in a while. And there's nothing wrong with a bit of harmless discipline. Having you bound to a chair in your shared room with his wood restraints as he slowly undresses you isn't "unfair", neither is leaving you to go untouched while he silently undresses himself and splays himself out on the bed in front of you. He hates this just as much as you do, but then again it was your relentless teasing beforehand that lead you to this position to begin with. and now look you, left to sit untouched while your always patient boyfriend slowly pumps his cock while repeating all of the filthy phrases and teases you used on him beforehand, those lustful sayings that sound 10 times dirtier coming out of his mouth. He knows how much you love to see him like this, his deep brown locks lightly sticking to his sweat-slicked skin as he quickens his pace, the repeated phrases being cut off by his beautiful moans, gasps, and whimpers. Don't worry, once he's finished he'll release his jutsu just so you can clean up the mess you've made of him, and help him create another out of you.

Kakashi is definitely a tease, most of the time its intentional, other times he's genuinely oblivious as to what he did to make you this flustered. Those adult-romance novels he's indulged in over the years taught him a decent amount of ways to flirt and tease others. His eyes have a natural tendency to gravitate towards you, he's never seen or met a person as stunning as you, the idea that he's actually dating someone as kind and smart as you really does shock him, especially for someone who's always thought he wasn't deserving of the love he reads in books or sees in public. Sometimes he isn't fully aware whenever his eyes linger on you for a concerning amount of time, it isn't until his eyes meet yours once more that he snaps back to reality. You may think he was doing it just to be a tease or a flirt, but in all honestly the man was just genuinely enamored with you.

V - Volume (How loud are they during the moment?)

Yamato is on the quieter side, light whimpers, groans, sighs, and pleads can always be heard falling from his lips during the moment. But some nights those soft sounds could easily turn into deep groans, curses, and words of praise or degradation, sometimes even a mix of both.

Along with the sound of the headboard roughly hitting the wall, sweat-slicked skin mercilessly slamming against each other, and your pleasured cries, Kakashi's dirty commentary, praise, deep groans, and heavy sighs can be heard all throughout the house.

W - Wild Card (Unexpected headcanon for them)

Yamato prefers being on the bottom or the submissive position while having sex. Although being an amazing lover and beyond perfect in bed, he still has doubts about himself, so he's frequent to offer himself for you to use however you like. And he wouldn't call himself a masochist, but.. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy your teasing that practically borderlines degradation or the slight wince of pain he'd get whenever he struggled against the beautifully tied rope binding his muscular body.

Kakashi would definitely roleplay some of his favorite scenes from the books he's read with you. After the flawless act he pulled off playing Sukea, I wouldn't be surprised if he used this little skill of his for more personal situations. He'd bring up the idea, rehearse the lines that lead up to "The Scene" with you, prepare costumes, the whole shabang. He'd be adorably invested in it too, it's hard not to break character and giggle with how serious he is with his part. And when you do break character you can expect him to playfully scold you.

X - X-Ray (What's going on under their clothes)

Yamato has a more stocky build, he has freckles across his shoulders, back, and upper thighs along with being littered in scars and scrapes from battle. I can totally see him using himself as a human shield for others whenever he's too low on chakra to preform his wood-style. He has a decent amount of body hair including a deep brown happy trail that leads up into light dusting of hair across his chest (gorgeous huge honkers and FAT ass btw) As for length, he's EXACTLY 7 inches on the dot and thick, so expect a decent amount of foreplay/oral before he really starts the fun part.

Kakashi has a more lean/athletic build, his scarring/battle-damage isn't as bad as Yamato's but it's still severe. Besides the basic battle-scarring, he also has lightning scars along his forearms and hands from early workshopping of his Lightning-type Justus. For body hair, he has a greyish white happy trail that cuts off perfectly below his navel and a thin light-colored dusting of it on his forearms, legs, besides that Kakashi doesn't grow that much body hair. For length, he's about 7 1/4 inches and a bit thinner than Yamato, and those two have definitely compared sizes before.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?/How badly do they Yearn for their s/o?)

Before Yamato had no sex drive at all, But now, Yamato's sex drive is at an all-time high. He's a highly demanded Shinobi who's almost always busy with work, and unfortunately he can't decline every little mission or task he's given now that he's a Leaf Jounin. But when it comes to yearning, he always yearns for you. It's beyond obsession or a simple want, his mind is always cloudy and subconsciously thinking of you, your smile, your laugh, your scent, everything. It damn near drives the man crazy whenever he's sent on day or week long missions without you by his side.

Kakashi has a painfully high sex drive, and when he can't be buried balls-deep in you, he'll be nose-deep in some book at borderlines straight up pornography. As for yearning, its the same as Yamato. Those 'Icha Icha' novels and other smutty books can only fix his craving for so long. The man previously known for turning a usually 5 long day mission into a week long one just to have extra time to himself will now easily cut a usually 1 week mission into a 3 day trip just to be back in your arms as soon as possible.

Z - Zzz... (How quickly do they fall asleep after they call quits?)

Yamato falls asleep the quickest out of the two. He'll always have energy for aftercare, and once that's over with he's ready to sleep. Preferably with his limbs intertwined with yours as he rests his head on your chest, the sound of your heartbeat easily comforts and calms him like no other, you're everything to this man and the reassurance that you're still with him will always bring peace to his troubled heart. You've added color to his previously grey life, to him you were the light that guided him out of the dark past he helplessly succumbed to. With you he didn't feel like he had to be something he wasn't, he didn't have to be Kinoe or Tenzo. Throughout his entire life, he never knew exactly who or what he was, but what he does know is that he loves the person he became with you and that's all that matters to him.

Kakashi is a bit of a night-owl due to his overthinking keeping him up most nights, but after a few rounds with you along with lengthy aftercare and he's just about ready to pass out. But not before you, he'll never sleep before you. He's grown so accustomed to hearing the sound of your soft snores and mumbles as you sleep that he can barley get good shut-eye without it. His arms gently hold you close to him as he spoons you from behind, he's so grateful for you and everything you've done for him throughout the time you two have been together. He's never imagined he could get this close to someone without harming or scaring them off, and he's positive that if he had the change to tell a younger him that he was able to find genuine love and comfort in someone as perfect as you, his past-self wouldn't believe a single part of it. He couldn't be any happier with his life now, with himself as a whole. You taught him self-forgiveness, something that he lacked in his guilt-riddled life. It's all thanks to you that he was able to let go of his past and build himself a better future, a future that he never imagined living to see, a future that he wants you to be apart of more than anything.

[madangel19]

Brownies

Thought of Phantom eating one too many of Swiss's weed brownies during 4/20 and had to write it down :D

Content: Recreational drug use, ghoul cuddles, poor Phantom doesn't know about the forever weed brownie

Word Count: 1078

A sweet earthy scent from the ghoul kitchen caught Phantom’s attention. He was laying in bed when it reached him and his stomach began to grumble. Were the ghoulettes cooking something? Cumulus’s cookies were always mouth watering but this didn’t smell like cookies. He had to investigate. 

Phantom got out of bed and left his room, chittering softly. The smell was stronger now. It reminded him of Swiss and he smiled at the thought of him cooking something yummy. He didn’t cook often, but when he did, it was delicious. 

Phantom poked his head around a corner and saw the empty kitchen. Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary, but he quickly spotted a tray of brownies on the counter. The smell was coming from there.

“Ooo brownies,” he crowed as he went over and looked the brownies over. The smell was strong, warm and earthy, reminding him of the few times he walked by Mountain’s greenhouse. They must have been taken out recently which meant they were still warm. Warm brownies were always the best.

Phantom looked around and saw that he was alone. He looked back at the brownies and saw there was more than enough for everyone. He could eat one or two or three or four. He carefully picked one up and smelled it again, sighing in content at the amazing scent.

He took a bite and he gasped at the slightly bitter taste. It didn’t last long before he bit down on gooey chocolate chips and he was in love. Fuck, it tasted amazing despite the brief bitterness. He shoved the rest of the brownie into his mouth and moaned as he chewed.

“Fuck, that’s good. One more,” he murmured, wiping his mouth before grabbing another brownie that was a lot bigger than the others.

Why didn’t anyone tell him that Swiss was making brownies? Was this supposed to be some kind of surprise? No, someone would have told him beforehand. This was probably Swiss being generous and making sweets for the pack. 

Once he was finished eating the second brownie, he took a third and stepped away from the tray. Three was enough for now. He needed some milk after three brownies. 

“Phantom?”

He froze, the third brownie halfway in his mouth. He slowly looked around and saw Swiss standing behind him. The multi ghoul looked at him and then at the tray of brownies and his eyes went wide with shock before he suddenly burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny?” Phantom asked, unsure of what was going on.

“Oh, Bug. How many brownies did you eat?” Swiss asked, wiping away tears from his eyes.

“Uhhh….three? There’s plenty for everyone so three felt like enough,” Phantom replied. 

Swiss gasped despite the huge smile on his face. He shook his head and walked over to Phantom, throwing an arm around his shoulder. 

“Oh, Bug. Sweet Bug. You’re in for it now,” Swiss crowed. 

“Why? What’s wrong? Was I not supposed to eat the brownies?” Phantom asked, already feeling bad if they were meant for Papa or even the Clergy. 

“Those are my strongest weed brownies, Bug. Mountain’s been growing a special strain and wanted me to bake them into brownies for the pack and anyone else who’s interested. Just one is enough to turn you into mush,” Swiss said, leading Phantom to the couch. 

“Oh…Oh no…,” Phantom murmured. 

“Hmm, I guess I should have left a warning note,” Swiss said, helping Phantom sit down. 

“Yeah, you should have. Swiss…am I gonna be okay?” Phantom asked, looking up to the bigger ghoul for reassurance. He had been high with Swiss and the rest of the pack plenty of times, but he had never had an edible before. 

Swiss chuckled and sat down next to him, tousling his dark hair. He could feel the faint tug of his quintessence putting him at ease and he let out a soft sigh while resting his head on his shoulder.

“You’ll be okay, Bug. You can just lay here and the rest of the pack will come along and we’ll all have brownies and watch stupid movies together and eat snacks,” Swiss said.

“That sounds nice,” Phantom replied, glad that he was safe. He wasn’t sure what he was going to feel soon, but as long as he was with his pack, then he was going to be fine.

One hour later

Dewdrop yawned as he made his way to the ghoul den. Swiss had been texting him all morning about his plans for the day and the mention of his famous brownies really got his attention. He had a long day and looked forward to relaxing with a brownie and a blunt. 

He stopped when he saw the scene before him. Phantom was laid out on the couch, eyes droopy and a goofy smirk on his lips. His head was positioned in Swiss’s lap. Swiss lazily played with his hair while taking a drag from a blunt. The ghoulettes were piled on the floor in a giggly cuddle pile while cooing over Phantom. Rain and Mountain were seated in different arm chairs, looking absolutely blissed out. 

“You guys got started before me?” Dewdrop asked. 

“Phantom started first. Poor thing ate three brownies and now he’s in space,” Swiss purred, cupping the younger ghoul’s cheek and slowly rubbing his thumb along his skin. Phantom purred, grabbing his hand and nuzzling it. 

“He’s so cute like this,” Aurora chimed. 

“Mm...not cute,” Phantom murmured. 

“You’re right. You’re adorable, Bug. You’re taking three brownies so well. Once you’re able to move in a few hours, you can take a hit of this,” Swiss said, showing him the blunt. Phantom reached for it and Swiss held it away, shaking his head with a playful smirk. The younger ghoul whined, but made no effort to move. 

“Just wait a bit longer, darling,” Cumulus cooed while holding a chirping Aurora close to her chest. 

“Are there any brownies left?” Dewdrop asked, his stomach rumbling. There were plenty of snack strewn about the den that made his mouth water. 

“Of course. They’re in the fridge,” Mountain said.

Dewdrop nodded and went to get himself a brownie or two. After eating two brownies, he sighed and went to take his place in the cuddle pile with the ghoulettes.

“How many did you eat?” Cirrus asked after pulling him close.

“Two.”

“Perfect,” Swiss crowed.

“Yay,” Phantom cheered weakly before cuddling closer to Swiss.

[ravenshavenn]

Ssshhh

Inspired by @zephahhhh so all credit to them :)

NSFW Snape X gender-neutral reader imagine (Snape's pov)

Summary - helping Snape relax after a long day (tw- blowjob, crying, first time, swearing)

The office blurred and Severus heard himself gasp.

"Are you alright?" a soft voice rang out.

Kneeling between his spread legs Y/n looked gorgeous. They had rested a gentle hand on Severus's thigh. Blinking those large doe eyes hypnotically up at him. It was enchanting.

"Yes." was all he could manage. Voice hoarse and shaky.

"Good." They practically whispered back. "Because I was just starting to get comfortable."

Feather light touches of Y/n' s fingers trailed up Severus thigh. And The poor potions master resisted the urge to squeeze his eyes shut at the sensation. Would this be a good time to tell them he'd never done this before? Or would that be to much?

"Merlin, I've wanted to do this for months." Y/n purred working the buttons of his trousers.

The confession broke Severus train of thought, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to his already hard cock. He whined jolting forwards slightly. Panting heavily. His dark eyes blown wide. Normally pale cheeks flushed slightly. This was incredible. Was this what he'd been missing out on all these years?

Y/n looked up at him again devilishly "So responsive." They praised him "It's incredible."

Severus swallowed thickly, struggling to find the words to respond. All he could focus on was the now rhythmic throbbing of his cock.

However, Y/n seemed to be done studying him. Instead with an oddly, heart-warming, gentle touch they pulled his boxers aside and brought out his member. Severus sucked in another sharp breath.

His cock was already leaking a sticky trail of pre-come. The tip hot to the touch and an angry reddish purple.

Admittedly Severus's useral rampant anxious thoughts were silenced by the way Y/n was looking at him. They seemed almost transfixed. Sending a much needed boost to Severus shrivelled ego.

That was before they moved. Abruptly they lent forward, sticking out their tongue to lick a trail from base to tip. Severus did buck his hips then. Letting out a hiss through clenched teeth, eyes screwed shut. Y/n only smirked.

"You taste incredible." They mumbled leaning in, inhaling his musk. Severus could only moan again. Feeling as soft kitten licks lathered the underside of his head.

"I-I good!" Severus gasped out between pants.

His hips moved at their own pace now, bucking up into the soft licks. Then without warning Y/n took Severus fully into their mouth. The heat engulfed him and he cried out.

Surely nothing could compare to this. His hand would never satisfy the same again.

Every pass was like a shock of electricity straight to his gut. His head swimming and foggy with the feeling.

It must have only taken Y/n once, twice, three passes before Severus almost screamed. A stream of bitter seed ran down Y/n's throat. A desperate hand made its way into Y/n's hair and they moaned.

Panting heavily Severus opened his eyes. They were glass and watering. His breath coming out in ragged gulps.

"sshhhh" Y/n soothed softly still on their knees. "Relax for me."

Severus nodded lazily. The tears begining to stream down his red cheeks, over his parted lips.

It was as though he was floating, the safest he'd felt in years. Then he noticed Y/n's wicked smirk.

"Want to go again?"

[ellieluvr420]

Friends? Never. Pt.14 (Ellie Williams x reader)

SYNOPSIS: You and Ellie had been bitter enemies for years now but before that you were best friends. You had always planned to be roommates one day but when that becomes a reality the situation isn't exactly how you both imagined it.

"How do you always make it taste so much better than when I make it?” 

“Because you measure with your heart El.” 

“Oh whatever.” Ellie rolls her eyes as she inhales the omelette you had made her. “How do you make an omelette taste so much better? It’s fucking eggs!” She says through mouthfuls of her breakfast as you giggle before placing a quick kiss on her forehead and sitting next to her with a glass of orange juice. “You not making one for yourself?” You shake your head. You had woken up with a sickness in your stomach, subtle but enough that you didn’t want to eat just yet, you weren’t sure why you felt nauseous, maybe a bug or something, but the orange juice was doing nothing to help your stomach as you grimaced at the glass. “You okay babe?” 

“Yeah I’m fine, just feel a little sick.” 

“You wanna go lay down? We don’t have to go out today.” 

“No no I want to. I’m okay really, I’m sure it will pass.” You smile at her as she cups your cheek with her hand, rubbing at your cheek gently with her thumb. When she finished her breakfast you both ran upstairs to get in the shower together as you giggled like kids.  

“Oh my god Ellie stop you’re gonna make us fall.” You laughed as Ellie kissed at your neck while swaying you both as if a fast song was playing.  

“I can’t! You’re too tempting.” She purrs through chuckles and kisses. You both soaked up the warm water until you started to feel a little bit dizzy from the heat. Ellie steps out first before helping you out and as you go to wrap your towel around yourself, she snatches it from you and darts out of the bathroom with a cackle, you roll your eyes and chase after her, laughing at the sight of her completely naked waving your towel at you. “You know all you accomplished is making the floors all wet right?” Her face drops and she huffs before throwing the towel at you. 

“You’re no fun.” 

“Aw sorry babe.” You saunter over to her, eyes raking over her shiny, naked form before running your hands down her toned arms and squeezing her hands as you wrap her arms around your waist, pulling her into you, the feeling of her perky nipples grazing your chest sending a shiver down your spine. 

“I know what you’re doing... and it is working.” She relents as she bows her head in shame. 

“Oh yeah?” 

“Yeah.” She breathes out as she leans in, connecting her lips with yours softly, you’d never get tired of kissing her, you even noticed the nausea subsiding slightly at the dance of your lips, but as she pulls away, resting her forehead on yours, your stomach twists again causing your eyebrows to scrunch together at the strange feeling. You had assumed it was a bug but now you’re not so sure though you pushed the thought to the back of your mind as you walked to your room calling to Ellie that you’re going to get ready. You miss the needy expression gracing her features as she squeezes her thighs together, she cursed you for how easily you managed to get her worked up while you seemed completely in control. She huffed and puffed as she got ready before going to your room to watch you as you fix your hair. She walks over to where you’re sat and stands behind you in the mirror, she’s about to pull her hair back into a bun before you pout and reach up to her. “Pleaseeee leave your hair down, you look so beautiful.” 

“Oh so I look ugly with it up?” She gasps and clutches at her chest in fake hurt.  

“Obviously not you idiot, but you look so cute with it down.” She sighs and puts the hairband back round her wrist in concession as you smile widely at her. Her hair was still slightly damp from the shower and the sight of her had you grinning from ear to ear as you dragged her out of the house into the scorching sun.  

You walked together, hand in hand, to town, planning to sit and have a drink outside the Tipsy Bison before you went on a picnic by the pond on the east side of town. As you sat at the table you had each picked out, Ellie kissed your cheek and went inside to order your drinks, you just wanted orange juice again as the sinking feeling in your stomach only seemed to worsen but when Ellie walked out with a beer and orange juice in hand, you quirked an eyebrow at her. “Bit early for a beer don’t you think honey?” 

“It’s our day off... honey.” She smiles sweetly at you as she takes a sip from the cold pint glass, you giggle when she pulls away and there’s a little foam moustache above her lip, you reach forward and wipe it away with your thumb before going to suck the residue off, stopping when you remember its beer and wiping it on your shorts with a grimace. She chuckles at your disgust with the drink before she notices two passers-by staring intently at you both and whispering, she scowls in their direction before turning her attention back to you as her face softens. “How you feeling now? Still feel sick?” You considered lying to her when you saw the look of concern on her face but as your eyes took in the freckles that dotted her cheeks like the constellations you would both point out to each other as you watched the night sky, you knew you wouldn’t be able to lie convincingly. 

“Yeah but it’s really not that bad, I don’t think it’s a bug either.” 

“Phew because I would be fucked, wait- What do you think it is then? Are you about to tell me you’re pregnant?” She exclaims in fake shock, you roll your eyes at her absurdity as you giggle. 

“Unless that pink dick of yours is magic, I don’t think so.” You whisper to her as her cheeks immediately flush at your referring to the strap on as hers, she couldn’t understand why that ignited something in her but it did. “I don’t know, I just have a bad feeling you know? And I think I’m being paranoid but I keep thinking people are staring and whispering whenever they see us.” 

“Oh... really?” Ellie gulps as she realises you aren’t being paranoid. 

“Yeah, why?” 

“I noticed people looking too. I thought they were just being homophobic assholes.” 

“Well that’s what I thought too but I saw Lacey as we were walking here and when I waved at her she looked at me like she had seen a ghost. I feel like everyone knows something that we don’t.” As if right on cue, you see Maria, Tommy and Joel walking over to where you were both sat, each one’s expression looking more foreboding than the previous one. “Well that can’t be good.” Ellie shakes her head as you both watch them walking over to you. 

“Hey girls, Can I speak to you for a sec?” Maria directs her attention at you as your eyebrows scrunch into a confused expression. 

“Yeah, of course.” You stand and walk out of earshot of the others as the twisting in your stomach worsens until a lump in your throat appears. “What’s up Maria?” 

“Er...” Maria’s hesitance set the alarm bells in your head ringing, you had never seen her like this, she was never nervous and that only set your anxiety off more. 

“What is it?” 

“Your parents left Jackson last night, left a note on my doorstep, they aren’t coming back. I’m really sorry.” 

“Wha- No you’re lying. They wouldn’t leave- why would they leave? What did the note say?” 

“Ehh...” 

“Show me the note Maria.” Maria sighed before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a folded piece of paper and handing it to you.  

Maria, 

Sorry to have left this way, you and your father have been so good to us over the years but we cannot stay and watch our daughter fall further into darkness. She is not the girl we knew anymore and it’s becoming abundantly clear that she will never come back to us. 

Don’t send people after us, it will make no difference. We don’t know where we’re going but we need to find somewhere else to live, being here has become too painful for us. 

Good luck and we hope Jackson prospers as it always has. 

Goodbye. 

“Oh god, no no no, they left because of me.” 

“No you can’t blame yourself-” 

“They’re gonna get themselves killed, we have to look for them!” 

“I can’t do that.” 

“WHY NOT?” As you raise your voice, Ellie pushes past Joel and comes running over, immediately taking note of your shallow breathing and glassy eyes. 

“What’s going on?” She asks as she wraps her arms around your trembling body. 

“My- my parents, they left because of me. Ellie they’re gonna die, we have to find them. They didn’t have horses so we can probably catch up right?” Everyone’s silence only made you feel more frantic as you looked at all their faces, it felt like they all knew something you didn’t. “RIGHT?” Ellie sighed before pulling you away from the others and round a corner. 

“Babe, if they left in the night, there’s a high chance they’re already-” 

“NO DON’T FUCKING SAY THAT ELLIE, THEY’RE NOT DEAD.” 

“You’re right, I’m sorry, I’m sure they’re fine but if we go after them we’re risking ourselves.” She tries to reason with you as softly as she can as you pace back and forth, biting at the skin around your nails. She reaches out to pull your hand from your teeth but you slap her advance away as you turn to her with a fury in your eyes she hadn’t ever seen before. 

“They’re my parents Ellie, I have to try and help them.” 

“Your parents that kicked you out and disowned you.” She snaps back in the heat of the moment, immediately regretting her words as you mutter a meek ‘fuck you’ before storming off, ignoring her repeated yells of your names. “Fuck.” 

“The fuck did you say t’her?” Joel’s southern twang rings out behind her. 

“Nothin’.” 

“Sure don’t seem like nothin’.” Ellie glared at him before storming off to follow you. “Ellie!” Joel calls after her but all she was focused on was getting back to you so Joel, Maria and Tommy followed her all the way back to your home. 

As she walked through the door and calls out your name to no response her stomach drops. “No no no, please be here.” She leaps up the stairs and tears through each room, slamming each door open and huffing when you were nowhere to be seen. “FUCK! SHE’S NOT FUCKING HERE JOEL.” She yells frantically as Joel joins her upstairs. 

“Maria just got radioed, she grabbed Greg and left with the patrollers.” 

“Fuck that means she went straight there, she doesn’t even have her backpack, we need to follow her.” 

“Well come on then.” They all rush out of the house and to the main gates, running into Jesse and Dina on the way. 

“Hey Ellie, everything okay?” Dina questions. 

“No I need you guys to come with me. Please.” 

“We were on our way to patrol, we start in half hour.” Jesse replies as he looks at Maria. 

“Don’t worry about that, I’ll find people to replace you, go with Ellie.” They nod and immediately start following the girl who was practically running towards the gates. 

“Ellie what the fuck is going on?” Dina calls out to her as they jog to catch up. 

“No time to explain right now, just grab your horses and get extra ammo.” She replies as they reach the stables and armoury. Within a couple of minutes they were riding out of the gates at full speed as Joel and Tommy prepared to leave also, they were going to go separately to try and cover more ground but Ellie hadn’t stayed long enough to know that as all she could focus on was finding you and keeping you safe. She knew you could handle yourself but she guessed all you had on you was your knife at the very most, and even that was optimistic, as you had left with only Greg. 

As they raced through the woods, Ellie repeatedly calling your name as Jesse and Dina followed completely dumbfounded by the situation. 

“Ellie! You need to stop yelling you’re gonna draw all the infected to us!” 

“Better us than her!” Ellie snaps back as her voice grows hoarse with tears that she wouldn’t let herself shed. 

“Can we just pause for two seconds and talk about what the fuck is going on.” Dina snaps. 

“NO D, if we stop she’ll get further away from us.” 

“We don’t even know if we’re going in the right direction.” Jesse adds. 

“Yes we do, this is the easiest trail to walk on foot and she’s following her parents who snuck out last night but every second we stop here, she gets further away and we’re less likely to find her so can we go?” She doesn’t wait for their answers before riding off once again and continuing her chants of your name. Jesse and Dina exchange a questioning look before following the panicked girl as she shows no signs of slowing down. 

“MOM! DAD! Fuck please be okay.” You had been calling out to them since you had left Jackson, the wind whipping past your ears as you spur Greg on as fast as he could go. You had taken this trail as you knew it was easiest to walk on foot but the longer you rode with no sign of human life the more you panicked you had picked the wrong route. 

You knew it was stupid to leave without even a gun on you but you knew if you had tried to grab some you probably wouldn’t have made it out of Jackson and all you were focused on was finding them. Ellie’s words bounced around your head as you searched a town on the route, yes they had been horrible to you over the past few years but they were your parents and you couldn’t know that they died because of you. You know if you had stayed and listened to Ellie she would’ve told you it wasn’t your fault that they left, that they left because of their own absurd biases but you couldn’t stick around to hear that, especially not from her because you were scared she might actually be able to convince you to stay and you couldn’t live with yourself if you had. 

You count your lucky stars when you find a knife and a large metal baseball bat and though you know it still puts you at a disadvantage, it’s better than nothing which is what you had on you when you fled Jackson. As you inspect the bat you hear a shuffle and groan that immediately puts you on edge, you grip the bat and knife and sneak round the home you had been ransacking before you come face to face with the two infected that had spiked your heart rate. They hadn’t noticed you yet so you decided to just try and escape without alerting them to your presence. You crawled out of the room they occupied and sprinted back to Greg before mounting him and continuing on with your newfound weapons. 

Your calls to your parents become less frequent as your voice grows hoarse and tired and as the sun begins its dissent and the moon begins to rise, you can tell Greg is getting tired so you signal for him to slow down to allow you to search the area for somewhere safe to sleep for the night, you don’t want to stop but you know your parents will stop to sleep for the night so you figure you can afford the much needed rest. You reach a small cliff that you know will give you a high enough vantage point to scout the area and look for somewhere safe so you hop off of Greg and begin dragging yourself up the steep climb until you reach the top, breathless and fatigued, your hunger was screaming at you now but the thought of eating still made you feel sick which was just as well because in all the houses you had scoured in the abandoned town, there was no food, not even a tin of anything, you assumed it had been ransacked by Jackson’s patrollers over many missions but it that didn’t quell your frustration even a little bit. 

As you look over the land from the cliff you see a small cabin not too far from where you are and you figured that would be good enough for the night so you clamber back down and lead Greg in its direction until you’re stood before it, your achy body relaxing with relief at the thought of resting for a few hours. You leave Greg in the large shed that stood behind the house after letting him graze on the grass around the cabin and as you walk into it, you hear the familiar groan you almost expected at this point although it doesn’t sound as pronounced as a typical infected, there still sounds like there’s a hint of humanity in it which only scares you more. You creep up the stairs towards the source of the sound and take a deep breath before walking in. 

“Ellie it’s getting dark, I think we should turn back and regroup, we can do this smarter if we all get some proper rest.” 

“Are you fucking kidding me Jesse? We are not going back while she is still out here. We have to find her!” 

“El-” Dina tries to interject only to be interrupted by Ellie. 

“NO I said I am not going back without her so if you wanna turn around fine but I’m not.” Without another word Ellie speeds off on Shimmer disappearing into the dense treeline, they try to follow her but she disappeared quicker than they could believe. There was no sign of her or tracks of Shimmer’s and after contemplation Jesse and Dina decided they need to turn back and get help to search for you both. 

Ellie didn’t stop for even a second but she felt like she was going circles as she searched every inch of the area she was in. She knew she couldn’t have been that far behind you but it felt like she was lightyears away. That was until she saw a small cabin that was illuminated by what she assumed was the dim glow of candlelight in the distance. 

She prayed to a god she had never believed in as she rushed towards the cabin that you would be there and that you were okay and as she spotted horse tracks as she neared the cabin she felt like her prayers had finally been answered. 

tags: @emiliabby @radioheadfan699 @readbydayana @lil-elliesgf @isitadinosaur @amberputh

[tonowaritrash]

hii i just found ur page and looooove ur work!! not enough ppl write for tonowari😩

so i have a request.(obv if you don’t like it you don’t have to do it lol) but been thinking ab wari teaching the reader how to probably clean a fish (?) and the reader can only focus on his big hands and his thighs as he’s crouching over. wari catches the reader looking and teases her for staring. but ends up helping her out 🤭

if u could add thigh riding and praise that’d be dope!!! (maybe this is before ronal, i don’t rlly get down w the cheating fics. so younger tonowari.?) w loads of tension 😝

thank uuuu& have a good day😙

something something, don’t have sex while handling raw fish

pairing: tonowari x reader

tags: fluffy, praise kink, thigh riding, somewhat innocent!reader

a/n: reader and tonowari are like early 20’s here.

minors dni

the fish in front of you was pretty, beautiful even, with its yellow scales glittering in the bright daylight. you’d caught it yourself, something you didn’t do often as you preferred foraging to killing. you liked the plants in the reef and how they were always teeming with life. how it seemed like they breathed with the current.

fishing just wasn’t really your thing, and luckily tonowari never thought less of you for it. but he loved to teach you when he had the chance and you loved to learn. you’d never caught anything substantial, throwing spears in the water was still difficult after all, but with the way tonowari praised you you’d think it was the largest fish anyone in the tribe had ever caught in history.

normally you’d give it to him to clean and gut but today he suggested that you learn how he did it. so now you stood next to him carefully listened as he explained.

“…you need to use it at this angle so the knife can cut through the flesh…”

well, you would be carefully listening, but the way he handled the knife was so precise. he flexed his knuckles a bit and spoke lowly, stretching his shoulders every so often. it was so hard to pay attention when he was so attractive.

“…technically edible but really bitter…”

what was it that he just chucked into the bin he’d set up next to the stone he was using? you couldn’t remember. it could have been an eye or a liver for all you knew.

“when it’s done it should look like this.”

he held out the fish now. its white flesh looked quite tantalising though it was unfortunate that it had been stripped of its pretty scales.

“we could eat it like this since we just caught it,” he said. “but it tastes better once its roasted.”

with a flourish, he handed you his blade. you took it carefully, minding its sharp edge, before examining it. it was simple, nothing fancy, but it felt reliable and well used.

tonowari grabbed another fish you’d caught that day, a similar one, and placed it on the table.

you stared at him blankly and he motioned you to cut the fish yourself. the shock must have been clear on your face because he chuckled.

“you weren’t paying attention? were you distracted?”

“i… well—”

“did i distract you?” he asked this knowingly and laughed. “don’t worry, i’ll help you.”

he moved closer to you and wrapped your hands in his to help guide them.

“on the side, one long cut, there you go just like that. good job,” he encouraged as you followed his instructions.

you felt your face get warm as he leaned over your shoulder and his breath fanned you face.

“careful, don’t cut into the flesh too much. you’re doing so well.”

you swallowed at the praise, hands shaking slightly. finally after a bit you looked at the gutted fish in front of you. it wasn’t pretty but you were satisfied.

“looks great,” he said after examining it. “we should go show your dad. he’d be super proud. wash your hands and grab it. we’ll bring them to tribe.”

nodding, you washed your hands in the stream with the suds from a green plant that tonowari had brought. your heart was racing and your hands still shook slightly. the feelings you had for him were intense, even though you’d been dating for three months now.

when you glanced next to you saw him sheathing the knife after he’d cleaned it. he caught your eyes and smiled, motioning you towards him.

you walked over and, after a brief pause, sat on his lap. he was surprised at the forwardness but you disguised the need to be close to him by gently grabbing some of his hair and braiding it.

his hands fell to your hips and rubbed them in circles. “you know, you really did do a good job today. i was serious about your dad being proud.”

“he’s probably just elated to know the future olo’eyktan is teaching his eldest daughter how to fish,” you said flippantly, but you hid a smile at his warm words.

“and you will be my tsahik,” he said now. “beautiful, smart, inspiring…”

he noticed how you reacted from the praise, saw how your breath seemed to quicken, how your face flushed. truth be told, he’d known for a long time.

he kissed you, barely able to contain himself. this wasn’t the first kiss shared between the two of you, but the other ones were a lot more chaste. a bit more innocent. this one was deeper and he couldn’t control the moan that spilled out of him when your hands tugged his hair slightly.

you gasped as you felt his thigh flex between your legs, a good feeling fluttering in your most intimate parts, a feeling you wanted to explore.

chasing it, you moved your hips slightly and tonowari heard a gasp escape you as you did so. he looked down and saw what you were doing and how you were moving your hips against him. he’d never seen anything like it before.

“does it feel good?”

you nodded, biting your lips. your hands grabbed his arms for leverage. the feeling trickled through you, starting from where your most intimate parts were and spread.

tonowari cupped your face. “you’re doing so well for me. you look so good like this.”

you moaned at his words, gripping him tighter. he swore at this, at how it affected you. his cock twitched as he whispered soft words of encouragement.

“you’re so good,” he said. “my good, sweet girl.”

the feeling erupted and you trembled, gasping as you collapsed into him. tonowari stroked you through your orgasm, whispering sweetly into your ear as he did so.

finally you calmed down, face absolutely purple with blush. “wow. that felt…”

“good?” tonowari laughed and kissed you. “it’s supposed to. just wait until i play a more active role.”

you gaped at him and spluttered, looking away and he only laughed again.

[oneshotnewbie]

Can you do something Where reader hasn't been to the doctor in years and Marina doesn't know until she develops a fever and they insist they go with her and help he through the exam?

Authors note: I know that it was all about the fact that Reader have not seen the doctor for a long time, but I immediately associated that with fear. It doesn't make any sense and deviates a bit from the correct storyline of Station 19 because Reader takes the hormone shots for a desired pregnancy instead of Carina, but nothing else came to mind at the moment. Sorry!

...

"How do you always manage to magically attract every disease when you go out that door?" Maya looked at you reproachfully while pulling a clinical thermometer out of your ear. A look at it showed her no improvement; you have been stuck in bed with a fever for two days and you still did not want to admit it.

"For the 100th time, I am not sick," you hissed, getting a violent fit of coughing that made you bend over forwards. You actually choked on your own spit from all the fuss. The blonde quickly poured water into a glass and held it in front of you. At the risk of choking, you accepted it gratefully and took a long gulp of the room-warm water to soothe your throat. "Of course not. You are perfectly healthy!" she exclaimed ironically and prepared a spoonful of medicine for you.

Strongly, you frowned at the foul-smelling liquid and the bitter after taste of the antipyretic syrup. You were not a fan of any type of medicine designed to nurture your healthy. Instead, you preferred to let your body decide for itself how long it took to get rid of each symptom and flu.

"Bellezza, I will make you an appointment with the doctor today-" Carina´s female voice replied, whose Italian accent dominated whenever she was concerned. You looked demonstratively to the side where the brunette was standing in the doorway, tugging at the button of her sleeve and skeptically raised an eyebrow at you.

"I do not need to see a stupid doctor!" you replied grimly, crossing your arms across your chest like a small child in protest.

Both, Carina and Maya, did not understand why you were so reluctant to visit the family doctor. All he would do was run a few tests on you to see what you did caught. Both knew that you were terrified of needles, they realized that as soon as you had to start take your hormone shots.

But there was more to it, they just had to find out why.

Maya bit frustrated the inside of her cheek. Her head was bowed down, her hand placed on your covered thigh and gently stroking it while her gaze shifted sideways to the brunette. She hoped that the Italian would approach you with her gentle manner and find out the reason for your negative attitude towards a visit.

"When was the last time you saw a doctor who gave you a thorough check-up?" slightly interested, the blonde lifted her head and waited for your answer. As if reading your mind, the corners of her mouth turned down and her bright blue eyes stared at you in disbelief. "And I do not mean our gynecologist, but a real one"

"Maybe a few years ago.." you paused, paying attention to the curious looks. Horrified, the brunette walked over to the bed and sat down. It gave out under her weight as she leaned towards you. You looked at her with a glance normally reserved for children, who had made a mistake and were afraid of trouble. "My family doctor at the time made a mistake during the postoperative examination and was rather harsh. Almost costed me my life. I have not trusted any family doctor since. This has increased rapidly over the years"

She nodded in understanding before taking your face in both hands and looking deep into your eyes. It was strange, even though you were covered in a feverish veil, there was something forbidden beautiful in her eyes. The brown sparkled expectantly and with a gentle touch, she traced the contours of your face.

"But this is important," Maya stated, her facial expression abruptly becoming serious once again. You knew it was important to have a check-up at least once a year to prevent illnesses or even detect life-threatening diseases early, but blood draws were not your thing at all. And as you knew, these values also had to be checked from time to time. "We will come with you. But you have to go, we need to know what is wrong with you"

You rolled your eyes, cursing under your breath before nodding and flopping back into the bed. You felt defeated. You had no chance to defend yourself against your two wives. What they said, had to be done.

...

It was not a day later that your doctor´s appointment took place. Tense and restless, you sat on the uncomfortable plastic chair in the middle between your two wives and nervously played with your wedding ring, which was stuck on your sweaty finger. Your leg bounced dangerously fast as your heart raced.

Your body tried to protect you from a real threat with uncontrolled bouts of fear, even though it seemed exaggerated, unrealistic and groundless. A gentle hand wrapped around your thigh, trying to calm you down which let you lift your head up.

Carina leafed very calmly through a magazine, a gentle smile graced her lips before another arm timidly laid on your shoulders from the other side. Touched by the individual gestures, you pressed yourself against the blonde and closed your eyes.

You felt sick thinking about what was being done to you in the small, sparsely furnished room. "It is going to be fine, sweetheart. It is just a small, harmless examination," Maya tried to calm you down, but it did not quite work. You looked at her in disbelief while your shrill voice swept through the room. "If he wants to draw blood, I will be gone faster than you can turn on your fire truck´s siren"

Slightly insulted, you turned away from her. But her hands gently grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to her again, your body engulfed in her arms. "Nothing will happen to you, we are here"

"Ms. Y/l/n, please!" suddenly, the lady from the registration calls out and you look in panic between Maya and Carina. They just nod and smile at you encouraging before pulling you up from your seat.

Together, you walked into one of the treatment rooms, where you sat down onto the leather armchairs in front of the desk. While waiting, an awkward silence spread and you looked around anxiously.

It was a small room furnished with a large dark brown desk and a lounger. Soft shades of yellow blended with the brown of the bookshelf lined with anatomical books, which were rounded off with bluish paintings of various dandelions.

You seemed to be able to argue about the taste, but when the door suddenly flew open and a strong breeze blew in your direction, you jerked out of your thoughts and turned in your seat. While the two ladies next to you greeted the man in a white coat with a handshake, you remained frozen.

"So, Mrs. Y/l/n. You are here because of a constant fever for three days that does not seem to be breaking?" the older man asked as he pulled himself closer to the table.

He was in his fifties, slightly plump and a well-known doctor in Seattle, who had his own medical practice for more than 20 years. Dr. Brown, at least according to his little name tag, seemed nice. However, that did not take away an ounce of panic out of you.

You nodded your head in response, wanting to add that aside from being here in hell, you are actually fine. But you refrained from doing so and instead bit your lip with nervousness. "Good, then free your chest and sit down on the lounger," he said calmly and composedly, possibly sensing your fear.

Your gaze turned between Maya and Carina, who smiled at you cautiously and gave you an encouraging nod. They noticed how visibly pale you got as you stood up on shaky legs and walked to the back corner of the room.

You did what you were told and slowly but involuntary undid the buttons on your blouse. You felt embarrassed walking around half-naked in front of a man, adding even more color to your already ruddy cheeks. Sitting down on the stretcher at the very front and waiting for the elderly gentleman to come up to you with his equipment, you saw the blood pressure monitor in his hand and another rush of fear came over you.

But you had to be brave, otherwise you would never get out of here.

Roughly, he put the cuff on your left upper arm and you did not like it at all; the noise and the pressure that formed hurt incredibly, bringing back memories from the past. Scrutinizing, the blonde glared into your eyes that showed nothing more than helplessness before deciding to keep you company.

Maya stood diagonally behind you and put her hand on your shoulder. Again, she had put on that lovely smile and the empathetic look with her steel blue eyes. This calmed you down a bit.

"Blood pressure is a little high, but I think it is from the stress your body is going through," the doctor said sternly, looking up at you. "I will now listen to the heart and lung"

With a sigh, you let yourself fall forward slightly and grabbed your shoulder to reach for your wife´s hand. Immediately, she intertwined her fingers with yours and squeezed them tightly. This gave you some support and you closed your eyes as the cool feel of the iron stethoscope pressed against your back.

As expected, a bolt of lightning shot down your spine and you winced softly to yourself. A shadow in front of you and the smell of lovely, sweet perfume penetrated your nose, letting you guess that Carina had also come to your side. Her fingers danced softly on your forearms, stroking them soothingly as you took deep breaths and tried to calm yourself down.

You fought back your tears and buried your head in the firefighter´s shoulder as best as you could. You were tired, exhausted and totally drained. Your body was already struggling with the fever and there was not enough room to fight your fear with every single exam that had to be taken.

"So far, you are physically healthy. I can not find anything unusual," he began to speak as he let go of you and gave you permission to get dressed again. Hesitating and considering, he stroked his lip with his index finger and disappeared back behind his desk. Flat, he placed his hands over the brown wood and began writing down his findings into a file. "So you think it is just some kind of cold?"

"No. Colds do not come without symptoms," he answered quickly, gently shaking his almost bald head. "But I did notice some small puncture wounds on the lower abdomen. Diabetes?" You all shock your head simultaneously as you all began to grin. They were by no means insulin corrections but one of the most important steps for your future. "Hormone shots. We are trying to get pregnant"

It was not until you said that sentence that it clicked in Carina´s head. Elevated temperature for longer days can be caused by hormonal changes that occur in the female body and can be an early indication of a likely pregnancy.

The first early signs of pregnancy can appear before your missed period and were not uncommon. There are also uncertain, probable and very rare signs of premature pregnancy, such as in your case- fever.

She started grinning at you and you didn't understand why. You might have been healthy, but the fever lowered your ability to work or do everyday things. Irritated, Maya and you took turns looking at the two doctors who were trying to make sense of your visit until Maya's eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped and she was the first of you two to understand.

"There is a possibility that the fever indicates an early pregnancy. To be on the safe side, I would advise you to take a pregnancy test and see your gynecologist. Even if the result of the test is negative"

[kaahgyuya]

Clingy boys?!?!

Ft; Scaramouche, Kazuha, Heizou, Xiao

:info: Fluffy stuff [cute] // GN reader // mentions of pills // Sick person in Scaramouches // angst in Xiaos // VERY Sick reader in Xiaos // blood

Scaramouche

-- MODERN

"Scaramouche I'm home." You called out.

Usually when you would come home, your roommate Scaramouche would be screaming at the top of his lungs, or something else. The reason for that is because your roommate is actually a streamer. But today was awfully quiet.

"Scaramouche?"

You just got back from your sleepover at Ganyu's house.

You put down your bag and went upstairs.

"Scaramouche are you sleeping?"

You went to his bedroom.

You opened the door slightly to Scaramouche being bundled up in blankets while talking.

"Yeah no, I'm not playing that horror game again."

"You alright Scara? Youre looking pale and youre literally sweating lmao" a robotic man's voice came from his computer.

"I woke up with a fever and I'm not gonna play those stupid little games today, just here to talk until my roommate gets home."

"Scaramouche?"

You noticed Scaramouche get scared by your voice.

"You alright?"

Scaramouche sneezed.

"You think?"

"Alright time to turn off that stream and rest it's not good for you, you know?"

"You aren't my mom, ____."

"Yeah yeah yeah whatever. I'll take care of you."

"Kay' bye stream." Scaramouche said.

He turned off the computer and he went to his bed.

"Let me take your temperature Scara."

"I can do it on my own.." he mumbled.

"Whatever you say."

Scaramouche took his temperature and showed you.

"39.7?!" You almost screamed.

"You're hurting my ears."

"Yeah yeah whatever lie down hold up!"

You rushed out the room and you came back with a bowl of water and a towel.

You put the towel in the water and squeezed the extra water out then put it on his forehead.

"Don't get up, I'll get medicine."

You left the room.

You remembered Ganyu's little sister, Qiqi gave you some medicine before you had left.

You took your bag and took the medicine and got a water bottle.

"Scaramouche?"

"What?"

"Okay, just making sure you don't die on me."

"I'm not gonna die you dumbo."

"Yeah but I'm worried!"

"Whatever."

You placed the pills on Scaramouches bed desk and you pulled up a chair.

"Get up Scaramouche, lemme give you some medicine."

"Kay'."

Scaramouche sat up as you gave him 2 pills.

"I don't think this stuff is bitter nor is it sweet, so I think it'll just taste like nothing. If you need water it's right here." And you knew damn well he couldn't even open a water bottle even though you were physically weaker than him.

You opened the water bottle for in just in case as he ate the medicine.

You handed Scaramouche the water bottle as he washed it down.

"Feel a little better?"

"Eh."

"I'll go now text me if you need anythin—" You got up but you felt a tight grip around you wrist.

"Don't go."

"Huh?"

Scaramouches expression was almost vulnerable.

You smiled.

"Okay, I'll stay for a bit."

You sat back down as Scaramouche softened his grip and he fell asleep.

You stared at him as his towel was getting warm, so you soaked it again.

You placed it on his forehead and you got on the floor as you rested your head on his bed.

"I wish time could stay like this for a little longer." A smile painted your face.

You closed your eyes as your drifted off to sleep.

During the sleep, you and Scaramouche intertwined hands together as you both shared the warmth of each other.

Kazuha

-- TEVYAT

Kazuha, Your boyfriend had his head on your lap as you pet his head.

Kazuha had quiet snores as you smiled lightly at the thought of him.

It was a tiring day for him especially because he had to go to the crux, then went traveling with the traveller.

'Oh shoot, I hadn't made dinner yet!'

You got up very quietly as you set his head on the couch replacing your spot with a pillow.

As soon as you looked back you felt two arms around your waist.

"Kazuha I have to make dinner for the both of us."

"Forget dinner, I just wanna be with you. That is all."

Kazuha put his head on your shoulder as his hair tickled your neck and chin.

You sighed as you turned around and hugged him back.

"Cmon, I gotta make dinner I know you're like crazy hungry too!"

"No."

"Kazuha cmonnn!! Lemme go!!!"

You regretted hugging him back as he tighten his grip around you.

"Let me be with this moment, love."

You blushed at the pet name.

"I'll spend all morning in bed with you for in exchange of letting me go!"

"No."

"Then what?"

"Just let me embrace you little, love."

..

"Fine."

He hugged walked to the couch as he threw himself on it with you in his arms.

You felt warm and cozy. So you wanted to stay in that position for awhile.

Just, awhile.

Just awhile.

Kazuha cuddled you and you accepted it, that night you two slept on the couch. And for that Kazuha felt bad so he cooked dinner for the both of you instead.

Heizou

-- MODERN

"Cmon!!"

"Nooooo..."

It was morning, but a weekend. You wanted to get up and eat food but Heizou didn't want you to go.

"Heizou! I'll drop kick you just let me go!"

"Noo."

"I'm hungry so let me go!"

"I can feed you something else, wink wink." Heizou said.

"Nows not the time!"

"Hey stop kicking!" Heizou complained.

"That's what you get in return!"

Heizou made you turn around and he cupped your cheeks.

He kissed you, for a long time until you both ran out of air.

"Cmon just let me go please."

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's a weekend, so why not just spend time with your oh-so-darling Heizou would you not?"

"Just let me go pleasee.."

"No."

"I know it's a weekend– but please your suffocating me!"

"My word is finale, no."

"Ugh, fine."

"Yay!" He hugged you tightly and fell asleep.

"I wanna go on my phone..." you mumbled.

His hair tickled your neck and made you sleepy aswell. Forget that you were hungry, Heizou is more important. So you slept with Heizou for the rest of the morning.

Xiao

-- TEVYAT

"I brought your medication, ____."

"Thank you."

You sat up and took the pill-like medication and washed it down with water.

"Have you felt better these days?"

"I've been feeling the same."

"Oh, well call out my name if you need anything."

"I will, Xiao."

"Sit up, let me brush your hair."

"Okay."

Xiao helped you up as he got a hair brush and brushed your hair.

"Qiqi and Ganyu will be coming by, make sure to let them in if you have the energy too. If you don't just call my name."

"Okay." You coughed a little.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just.. feeling a little tired."

"Lie down, let me get you some food. You mortals needs so much tch."

"You don't need to take care of me everyday you know? Qiqi and Baizhu already do."

"But they're too busy for your own good. Your weaker than a normal mortal."

When you were born, you had an illness that could be cured but yours was much worse and it was a 50/50 of your survival.

"You have no need to worry." You mumble.

"____?" No response.

Xiao looked behind him as he saw you drifting off to dreamland.

"You mortals need so much. But.." He approached you.

He removed a few strands of hair in front of your face.

"Please don't die on me."

Xiao then stood up and disappeared.

---

You opened your eyes.

"Xiao?"

"Yes?" Xiao appeared faster than a bolt of lighting.

"I feel a bit worse."

"Are you alright?" He helped you sit up as he had his hands on your shoulders.

You coughed and you covered your mouth with your two hands.

Blood came out.

"Are you alright?!"

"I feel dizzy.."

"Lie down let me get you water and your medicine." He hurriedly panicked and left the room in a haste bringing water and medicine like he had said.

"Drink this, you'll be okay I'm here."

He fed you the medicine and made you drink the water.

"Did the pain weaken a bit?"

"Mhm."

"I'll be here."

He brought you in a hug where you felt still so tired.

You brought your weak hand to hug him back.

"You're so warm, Xiao." You mumbled.

"I'll watch over you, don't worry."

Xiao set you back on the bed and made you comfortable.

Xiao heard the door knock and he left the room.

"I'll be back."

You watched him leave the room as you overheard their conversation.

"Hi Xiao! Were here to watch ____."

"Hello."

"Hey hey I came too!~"

3 people walked in.

Qiqi, xiangling, and Hu tao.

"Hello ____! How are you doing? Are you hungry? I'll make you some food!" Xiangling asked.

"I'm hungry, and thank you."

"Qiqi brought you your medicine, Baizhu said to keep a close eye on you."

"Thank you Qiqi for your herbs."

"I brought some snacks and food! Want some?" Hu tao asked.

"Sure." You smiled.

"Thanks again." You said that as you sat up.

"Bye ____! We'll see you next time!" Xiangling left as she closed the door.

"Xiao?"

"Yes?" You looked over where his voice came from and he was on the opposite end of your bed.

You looked at him as he had a dreadfully sorrowful aura around him.

You were gonna reach your hand until you felt pain everywhere in your body.

You choked and coughed.

"____! Are you okay?!"

You kept on coughing and Xiao put a towel on your mouth. He removed it after you had stopped and blood came out, a lot.

"You can't keep on pushing yourself, let me get you cleaned up." Xiao helped you get up as he brought you to the bathroom.

"Are you alright? I can stay by your side if you want."

"Xiao."

"Yes?"

"What if I were to die?"

"Don't say such idiotic stuff."

"But what if I do?" You looked at him.

His face softened.

"Enough of that, let's go to bed."

"Us?"

"..."

He carried you to your bed bridal way and set you down as he made you comfy.

"Goodnight, Xiao. Sleep well." You smiled at him.

"... goodnight, ____."

You smiled at him as you closed your eyes and drifted off to dreamland.

Morning

Xiao had slept by your side and he had awoke early to see you still sound asleep.

He left to go to the kitchen to make you something. He had told the people of wangshu inn about you and they taught him recipes for the sick, like you.

Today felt like any other day, just him taking care of you, and you waiting for him to come.

"What if I were to die?" Those words rang through his head like a nightmare.

He looked through your cabinets until you heard shuffling.

"____?"

He looked to your bedroom as he found you sitting up.

"Don't push yourself so hard, your still a weak mortal." Xiao sat beside you as he looked at the window beside your bed.

"Xiao."

"What?"

"I feel like something is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel.." He was about to look at you until you collapsed on his chest.

"You're awfully warm today, you're usually cold."

Xiao repositioned you as he saw your sweating face.

"Are you okay?"

"I knew this day would come."

"Don't say such things!"

"I knew it wouldn't last forever."

"What do you mean?!" Xiao panicked.

"Xiao."

"What?" His voice was less harsh and had softened.

"May I tell you something?"

"And what is it?"

You smiled as you lifted your hand to cup his cheek.

"I love you, Xiao."

"I.."

He hugged you.

"I love you too."

"When I die, Xiao."

"Don't say such things. You aren't going to die."

"I promise to come back for you. When I have passed on, I will come back. And I promise you."

"What is that promise?" His voice was wobbly and he tighten his hug.

"I promise you I'll know you better so I can live an entirety with you, not now though."

"When I have passed on, I wish to remember my memories with you Xiao. I want to stay with you."

"Please don't go yet, not now." Xiao begged.

"My time is not forever you know?" Xiao felt you smile.

"Please don't go." His voice was unstable and he felt like crying, you could feel that.

"I will come back for you."

"____."

"Yes, Xiao?"

"You promise you'll come back for me?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll wait, even if it costs an eternity."

"I love you, Xiao."

"I love you too." He felt your arm on his back fall down.

"____?"

No response.

He released from the hug to see you smiling.

He couldn't stop himself but he couldn't imagine him breaking down again in a life time.

He knew you were gone.

"I'll wait for an eternity for you." Xiao sobbed into your cold shoulder.

"I'll wait for an eternity, for you ____."

@xyouami 2/5/23 12:22pm

[qtipcottonbuds]

𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝟭𝟲 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙆𝘼𝙏𝙎𝙐𝙆𝙄 [FREE USE + DACRYPHILIA]

this one is a bit short yes yes

warnings ;; slight dacryphilia, free use, possible mild language, slight scent and musk kink really, possibly sub/dom dynamics, aged-up prohero katsuki !! etc

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥

Sweat and smoke is heavy in the air; the scent and taste filling your lungs and on your tongue, harsh and bitter. 

It’s something you’ve become accustomed to, associated with the presence of Katsuki, the sound of his footfalls passing through the threshold of the doorframe and into the decorated hallways, filled with small ornaments and knicknacks. This time, the musk is accompanied instead with his chest firmly against your back. Buckles and straps attached to his uniform had dug into your shoulders as toned arms (smeared with what you assumed to be ash and dirt)  wrapping around your waist, his thumbs sliding below the already loosened drawstring, tugging them downwards.

It isn’t desperation, you note, something more akin to anger in his movements.

You know better than to ask, not when Katsuki’s like this. This is far from the usual lovemaking, sweet words and nothing’s - if anything, looking back at it, you’d just wish you’d have been able to finish up your hot drink. Grunting, making light work of the drawstring, your loose trousers had pooled around your ankles onto tiled flooring, a strong palm planted flat alongside the small of your back - a precursor, something you know all too well.

“Face down. Now.”

You’d complied, although hesitant, and allowed yourself to lay flat on the kitchen counter, elbows bent for some sort of leverage. You’d turned your head over your shoulder, a question on your tongue, only to have Katsuki’s eyes immediately meet your own, dilated and blown back, a darkened red near enough to black, bitten lips in a thin line. 

Those words were the last coherent words he’d said since - or rather, any words you’d been able to truly acknowledge, having been pressed harshly into the counter, one hand hooked into your hair, clenching and jerking back, pulling your face from the confines of your arms, muffling any noises. The fabric of your pajamas was the only thing managing to absorb the tears, rubbing up into puffy eyes, wet and swollen - you couldn’t help it. 

Katsuki was girthy; velvety and warm, each roll of his hips dragged along your insides, ribbed and bumpy. Your thighs would naturally part, back dipping ever-so-slightly to accommodate the thickness, plugged up with swollen cock. 

Whimpering from a particular thrust, twitching from the slow pull back, the fat glans just resting at the opening, Katsuki digs his blunt nails into your scalp, jerking your head back once again, eyeing you carefully.

“What was that - you cryin’ on my cock?”

And you want to plead, insist that you weren’t crying, and if anything it was a small hiccup from earlier on. But, you and him both know you’re a terrible liar, whether stuffed full or not - but you try regardless, shakily attempting to force the words out.

“‘Suki- no, m’not-” 

Yet, a grin is already pulling upon his lips, toothy and wide, eyes narrowing.

Rolling his hips back inside, albeit more aggressively, you keen out, a few tears slipping out as you adjust to the stretch - and Katsuki pauses, remaining stationary, his lips brushing against yours.

“Answer me again - you cryin’ on my cock? I don’t like liars.”

Your lips part to form a protest, a ‘no’, but a stray water droplet slides down into your cupid’s bow before dampening his upper lip, and you’ve nothing to prove. 

[noelle666]

Tiny fanfic with no title

Heinrix van Calox/Noelle von Valancius Place and time: Lord Captains quarters, right after the "ice scene"

"Together. We're together. That is all I need".

Heinrix was holding his beloved Lord Captain in his arms: his body started to slowly warm up, the scent of her hair helped him to calm down. Noelle raised her gaze and looked into psyker's eyes:

"Heinrix, I know you will probably tell me there is no need to call for healers because you are strong and capable of taking care of yourself, but please, let me take care of you. You will stay with me tonight".

"I am your eternal servant, - Heinrix smiled faintly, - And will do all what is needed".

In several minutes ex-interrogator was standing under warm streams of water; he leaned back against grey and white marble wall of a shower cabin [1] and looked through the glass door: he saw a blurry silhouette of Noelle, she was doing something and then she rushed out of bedroom, probably to the entrance of her quarters. Even though the distance was not that short and the door's glass was translucent, the man noticed her moves were twitchy, filled with a degree of panic. He continued to look through the glass, waiting; it took less than a minute when Noelle appeared in a room again holding somethink which looked like a tray and something was standing on it. Heinrix exited the cabin, he wiped water off his body and covered himself in a towel.

For several years Noelle was a part of an Ecclesiarchy missionary group: they traveled through two large hive-worlds, visited many communities of loyal Emperor servants, rich and poor, those who are in need and those who bathe in wealth. Most of a time her role was to help sick and dying people, she was skilled in medical science and could comfort with kind words and empathy. Priestess knew how to treat hypothermia but was not sure if her methods could work on psyker who almost turned into an ice statue because of his powers. Still, she couldn't just stand and do nothing. Noelle heard footsteps behind her back while she was conjuring over a beverage she believed could helped her beloved at least a little bit.

"Please, take sit on a bed, it'll take only a moment. It is almost ready, I think..."

The last words were spoken quietly and meditatively, Noelle froze next to a table with a slightly raised hand as if she was calculating something in her mind. Heinrix came closer and smelled a citrus scent; he sat on the edge of the bed and observed what was on a tray: a cup with a spoon, steam was swirling above it, next to it a small bowl filled with sugar cubes and the last one was a little fancy saucer with several pieces of a fruit (Heinrix did not know what it was but remembered he saw short trees on Janus covered with the same fruits, but they were smaller and greener - probably still in a process of growth). The woman took a spoon with her thin elegant fingers, a light sound of it hitting porcelain cup made to think about little bells ringing. Noelle took a cup and gave in to Heinrix.

"What is this?"

"Solian tea. [2] Never thought I could ever drink it again, at least not in the closest future. But it seems Mistress Vyatt and I had something in common. It may sound odd to you but I don't really like recaf. I used to drink the most simple and cheap tea but to me it was the best of all drinks".

"I heard Solian one is a very expensive drink and pretty rare".

"Yes, I foung out they grow it on Janus on limited plantations and only for nobles. Sadly, I don't know about its homeland".

Heinrix took a sip: the drink had rich taste, a little bit or bitterness mixed with sweetness of sugar and notes of sour fruit. Differs from recaf he used to drink, but he couldn't say it was bad, maybe not very stimulating but this effect was not needed under present circumstanses. The tea was warm, psyker drank in one gulp as if it was a medicine and returned a cup to Noelle.

"I am sorry if it looks like a torture to you, - Noelle chuckled and put an empty cup on a tray, although her face expression had no notes of fun, - I hope it helps. Tea and lemons or other citruses usually are the best cures for someone who needs to be warmed up. They say these fruits are very rich with vitamins, but I completely forgot their name. Hm, what was it..."

Heinrix noticed that yet again Noelle's movements become twitchy - she was nervous and trying to cover it with a small talk. The man reached out to priestess' hand and pulled her closer, he embraced her and looked at her. Noelle wanted to avert her eyes, but then she looked at Heinrix and touched his cheek: he looked as usual "him" and no one could've ever guessed that about half an hour ago this man could've been dead. Heinrix started to gently caress his beloved's back, he noticed the tip of her nose turned pink, her lips started to tremble and eyes were about to be filled with tears; he put his head to Noelle's chest and she squeezed him in her arms just the way she did when psyker was about to be swallowed by warp's powers.

The man closed his eyes, he was listening to priestess' heartbeat - it was faster than it should be, her heart was like a little bird caged against its will, trying to break free, so passionate and scared. The same heartbeat helped him to see the real world again and not to dive into dark abyss. And her trembling voice, her words:

"Wake up... please".

Heinrix saw Noelle crying for the first time when they shared a dinner together. That evening had to be a merely sweet date for two of them, but one word after another, and her heart cracked. They both knew their bond is more than spending time together whether it is a game of regicide or more intimate moments but no one ever said the most important words because their road sooner or later supposed to be split in two. You cannot build happiness if you are not fully honest. Heinrix could not lose the one and only who gave him this ablsolute happiness and he did what he was avoiding the whole time (not because of cowardness but because he didn't want to hurt Noelle). He opened his heart and told her about his love which was burning in his chest for some time, he dropped the shackles of silence, and the scales have tipped towards his desires and feelings. And yet there was "duty".. That night Heinrix promissed his beloved he will never hurt her, he will never make her cry again. But he failed. His heart sank when he saw frozen tears on Noelle's cheeks, yet he gathered all his will and strenght to remain calm - this is what she needed since she gave all her powers to save her beloved. She needed peace because it is all over, otherwise she could've been broken into many pieces.

Noelle was combing Heinrix's hair with her fingers, slowly she managed to put all her feelings together. Heinrix looked at her and gently kissed, he smiled as if he said to her that there is nothing to be feared of, no need to worry.

Psyker fell asleep as soon as his head touched a pillow: in one moment his eyes closed and he was swallowed by deep slumber, the moment after he opened his eyes, and it was already morning. Noelle, on the other hand, couldn't really sleep: she was awaking almost every hour to check if everything is alright with her beloved, whether he is breathing or if he is tortured by nightmares. Only closer to morning her restless heart and mind fully calmed down.

"He is with me. I am with him. Where the road will lead us matters not, for nothing can tear us apart anymore".

[1] - Noelle asked to install a shower cabin to her bathroom since she is a humble person and sees no need in huge pool of water.

[2] - Solian tea - an expensive variety of tea. Was mentioned in "Eisenhorn. Xenos" novel. Unfortunately, there are no other detailes.

[nescaveckwriter]

Stethoscopes & Triangles - Chapter One ❤️‍🩹

Sam Winchester x Reader (Aka - Amy Summers)

A/N: Heya bugsie 🐞, here is another fanfic, about Sam & Dean, was requested by a beautiful anon 💕 (I hope you like it darling)

Side Note: Thank You Bugsies for the love and support, I'm open to take more requests, as writing is one of my favourite things to do

Warnings: Death, Swearing, Angst, Hospital Scenes, Fluff

Code Blue!!! Code Blue!!!!

"Dammit!!! The kid keeps coding, come on buddy, pull through for me" she whispers while standing over him, giving him chest compressions.

"Doctor Summers, its no use, its been more than 15 minutes, he's gone!" The male nurse exclaims.

Her eyes throwing darts, "Dammit Jeremy! The kid is only five, we owe him, we have to try just once more."

Shaking his head in disbelief, agitated he says, "fine do what you want!"

The sweat on her forehead is visible, determination evident, "1...2...." Counting the chest compressions underneath her breath.

Standing back, while they place the defibrillator once again! Seeing the little boy's body jolting up and then down towards the bed again, is just one to much.

"Stop! Just stop it! He's gone, there's nothing we can do now!" Her voice stern and emotionless.

Calling the time, while removing her cloves, and letting it fall to the ground, walking out of the emergency room! Walking towards the parents, ''Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, I'm so sorry but unfortunately your son didn't make it'' her voice disinterested. Walking away till the sobbing off the parents becomes more, and more distant.

''Dr. Summers is truly a very cold person, don't you think Judy?'' his voice bitter.

Scornful she replies ''Jeremy, we are not suppose to talk about other people that way, especially not Dr. Summers, she is absolutely amazing at her work'' 

''Just because she's great doesn't mean she needs to be such a jerk'' he mumbled bitterly.

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Staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, her bangs  still clinging to her sweaty face, her ocean blue eyes now, a distant grey, looking tired, trying to fight back the tears, cursing herself mentally for failing the little boy, recalling the crushed look on his parents face. Biting her tongue, the taste of blood, awakening her senses. Cupping her hands, bringing some water to her mouth, swooshing it around, then spitting the slightly red-pinkish water into the basin. ''Man Up Amy! Stop being a failure, you're such a disappointment to me'' hearing her father's gravelling voice in her head. 

Hearing the chatter of nurses coming closer, locking herself in one of the bathroom stalls, their voices fruity, but hushed ''That Dr. Summers is real something, she's so cold, how that hot hunky boyfriend can actually love her, blows my mind'' 

''Tell me about it Claire, what he sees in her, I have no idea, yes she has beautiful long black hair, and those blue eyes, and quite a fit physique as well, but her personality is so cold and distant.''

''Oooh I'll take that gorgeous looking man any day'' 

''Oh yeah, we'll be a better fit anyway, our personalities is warm and friendly, not like hers.''

''They don't call her doctor cold for nothing'' laughing as they walk away.

    Tears staining her velvety cheeks. ''Get yourself together Dr. Cold'' mocking herself. Unlocking the door, walking to the basin to wash her face. Dabbing the paper towel over her face, her mouth curved into a smile, revealing the dimples, Sam, amazingly handsome Sam, he always had a way of making her knees weak, ever since they met in college, they disliked each other at first, her nature hard and cold, and his soft, empathetic and so gentle, they'll clash about every little thing. They lived opposite from each other, but it changed one night, getting a 'D' in chemistry, and freaking out about it, she sat on the stairs at three in the morning, knowing her father is most probably going to kill her, she felt a big gentle hand on her shoulder, his smoky voice, full of empathy, ''whatever it is, its going to be okay.''

The two of them sat till the sun came up, shared stories about their father's and how if affected them. He asked her out two days after that, revealing he had felt this way for the longest time, and they've been going strong for a little over seven years. Moving in together was the next logical step after college, building a life together while she was busy with her residency and Sam serving articles for his clerkship, didn't come without challenges, but they made it, both of them have their dream jobs, and their good at what they do, even if it interferes with their social lives and especially their relationship, but their still holding on and going strong. The pager alerting her, there's yet another emergency, breaks her thoughts. Tossing the paper towel in the dustbin, she runs off to the ER.

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Unlocking the door with its detailed appearance, he walks in. Peeking in to the kitchen, then to  the living room, shaking his head at the sight of her sneakers laying upside down at the armchair. ''Babe, were are you at?'' hearing her mumbling something that's she's in the bathtub. Peeping inside, the bathroom smells like lavender, the fragmented candles reflecting the glow on her fair skin, her long hair, tied up in a messy bun, her body drenched under the hot water and the white soapy bubbles, creeping up to her collar bone. ''Damn your beautiful'' his voice smoky and slight breathy.

''Hey babe, thank you, I missed you today!'' her voice tired. 

Knowing her like the back of his hand, ''Sweetie, hard day at work?''

Tilting her head towards Sam, revealing her greyish blue orbs. ''I lost a five year old boy today, due to a damn drunken driver.'' her voice heavy with emotion.

Concerned look on his face, his brows furrowed, ''Love I'm so sorry'' walking closer, landing a kiss on the crown of her head. Placing himself down on the floor next to the bathtub, taking her hand, stroking her lean fingers. His voice low, ''What can I do?'' 

''There's nothing you can do, babe, you being here is enough'' revealing the pain in her voice.

Looking up at her, stroking the tears off her dewy cheeks, knowing, that she's a strong women, but not really the cold person, she makes out to be. He whispers,  ''I'm here for you baby'' while kissing her softly. 

''Thank you love, I don't know what I will do without you.'' replying breathy.

A corner of his mouth lifted, ''Probably pass out due to hunger'' trying to lighten the mood, he suggests he'll make some dinner, while she relaxes a little more, and when she's ready, then the the food will be plated, and they'll binge, one of those home renovation shows she likes so much. 

''Sounds perfect thanks babe'' a soft giggle escapes her full lips.

Giving her a small kiss he walks towards the kitchen, wondering if she knows how much he loves and adores her, no one get's him like she does, that's probably why he is planning to ask the big question, once he's done working this big case.

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Chapter Two Here :)

[anonymousreader4d7]

I finally got some interest in my RMAU-Verse AU, so I'll tease it with my Potions headcanons that a friend and I came up with together. (That one person who reblogged the interest post, this is for you!)

This is kinda a long post, sooo....

Potions:

Healing: Tastes sickly sweet, like children's medicine - has an almost manufactured taste.

   Feels uncomfortably tingly and prickly, but also soothingly cold (or warm if it's a cold type injury); like Icy-Hot or other muscle pain creams.

Regen: Tastes fizzy/bubbly, like soda or sparkling water. (I feel like it'd also be sickly sweet and almost artificial tasting?)

   Feels uncomfortably tingly and prickly, but also soothingly cold; like Icy-Hot or other muscle pain creams.

Fire Res: Tastes like drinking ice water after chewing mint gum, or taking a breath of cold air after running - so cold it burns, all the way down your throat and lungs. 

   Feels sharp but cold, until you balance it out with the heat from the fire/lava; like standing in/in front of a freezer for too long.

Weakness: Deceptively sweet, with a bitter aftertaste - like pre-galloned sweet tea.

   Feels like level one burning, accompanied by dizzy, can't breathe, and about to pass out feelings, as well as, well, weakness. 

Slow Falling: Thick like hot chocolate, but tastes like orange créme. Not cold, kinda lukewarm. Doesn't taste bad, just extremely niche and settles in your stomach heavily. 

   Feels like being covered in a single sheet that's been fluffed - it slowly styles over you and then it's extremely light but it kinda tickles your skin.

Slowness: Bitter, uncomfortably thick, and numbing. A little on the warm side. 

   Feels like just waking up in the morning, and it's still too early and you don't wanna move - your limbs are too heavy, and even your brain feels slow.

Speed/Swiftness: Taste like an energy drink, complete with almost battery acid like aftertaste. Makes you feel jittery, shaky, and tingly/prickly. 

   Feels like a sugar high while a giant fan is blasting you with air. (it also gives you the urge to try to make funny fan sounds)

Invis: Like drinking the soda bubbles after pouring it - tingly, airy, and thin. 

   Feels heavy, like a weighted blanket, but cool too, like a late spring night.

Strength: Tastes like drinking a protein shake, complete with gritty feeling - tastes tan and sandy. 

   Feels like that adrenaline thing people talk about, where they can suddenly lift cars and things like that, or like strength enhancers in movies/videogames - or like Popeye chugging spinach.

Harming: Tastes hot, and burns like trying to breathe your drink - also tastes sour, kinda like bad grapes.

   Feels like level three burning, but is just pain. Sharp, dull, aching, screaming pain. It feels like you're being stabbed and corroded from the inside out at the same time. While having a migraine. Not fun. 

Water Breathing: Slimy, salty, and nasty. Like ocean or pool-left-to-sit water.

   Feels strange, like the air feels too thin, and you're almost lightheaded, but at the same time, you feel heavy and slimy, like climbing out of a pool.

Jump Boost: Tangy, sweet but not too sweet, like a burst of natural energy - sorta like Sunny D, juice, or a sports drink.

   Feels similar to that elastic-y feeling after a good run/workout, where you feel like you could almost fly/float off the ground.

Night Vision: Tastes like water at 3 am - tastes like clarity and minerals, with a slight hint of fruity aftertaste. 

   Feels like putting on glasses, then turning up the light on your phone, while also on the verge of oversensitivity, with a lingering tenseness behind your eyes.

Turtle Master: Thick like slowness, along with that bitterness and mild numbing. Also tastes slightly metallic, due to the Resistance effect. 

   Feels like slowness, but also with a level of imperviousness, like nothing can hurt you.

Poison: Tastes sour and bitter, with a horrible aftertaste like vinegar.

   Feels like level two burning, but you also feel like you're about to throw up, can't breathe, you're dizzy, and about to pass out all at the same time.

Luck (unbrewable): Tastes like Lucky Charm cereal.

   Feels like a bubble bath.

Potions intended for battle that aren't splash potions are carbonated for ease of opening during battle (as stated in this vid https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRu5aVEN/)

Other, Non-Potion Effects:

Wither: Feels like acid was poured on you and you instantly came down with the flu at the same time.

Blindness: Feels like a sudden chill going down your spine, accompanied by an abrupt lack of spatial awareness and a wave of minor dizziness. (And also, obviously, a lack of vision...)

[the-blind-paladin]

My little light part 4

It took Luz a few minutes to find clean clothes and prepare for the shower properly. Setting up the shower and getting undressed was the easy part however once relaxed enough by the warm water she found her next obstacle. Which bottle was body wash, conditioner or shampoo? After switching between them she ended up using all three on both her body and hair unable to be certain which was which. Bodywash in her hair wouldn't be too horrible and using shampoo and conditioner on her body also wouldn't be world-ending. Yet it did leave a slightly bitter taste in her mouth that she couldn't tell. After her shower and getting dry, she had to be careful not to put the same clothes back on and negate the whole idea of having a shower. Putting them in her dirty laundry she slowly made her way back downstairs.

Everything almost felt unnecessarily harder, she knew sight was important but having relied on it for so long it felt horrible not being able to use it. She knew she just had to trust that the goo would at least restore part of her vision even if it was blotchy and blurry she could get some powerful glasses or something. Even if her vision was never the same she started not to care anymore. Making it back to her spot in the kitchen she decided to rest her head on the table. Unsure what she should do or say. She soon felt Eda ruffle her hair while sitting nearby. 

"I'm going to put more of that gunk over your eyes" She could hear Eda messing with it as she nodded.

"Okay, and in a few days I'll hopefully have at least some of my vision back" She smiled optimistically yet when Eda didn't immediately reply she realized that it was more likely not going to help. Not if it hadn't already healed partly. 

"Hopefully, that's the idea" She felt Eda ruffle her hair. Closing her eyes she let Eda apply more of the goop around her eyes and head while bandaging it back up. "I ended up actually putting some of that strong healing stuff in it as well so if you get side effects from it tell me and I'll redo it."

"I thought the magic in it was too strong?" She felt curious about this change of idea.

"It is by itself but hopefully the other stuff helped dilute it enough it shouldn't be too strong." Eda seemed to have finished up as she heard Eda by the sink.

"If I'm still on bed rest does that mean I won't be able to go to school tomorrow?" 

"If you really want to go I'll check on you in the morning and fly you. However, you'll probably have to stick around your friends for obvious reasons." She knew Eda meant so she wouldn't get lost or fell downstairs or something equally embarrassing and stupid. 

"I'm sure Willow, Gus and Amity would love having my company all day," she thought about if she had friends in the other tracks. Viney was in beast keeping and healing but like Edric, she was in a different class... Skara was in Bard at least. Plants, abomination, illusion and bard. Not the best but also not the worst tracks not that there were worst tracks just more was better.

"Then we'll see how you feel in the morning" She felt Eda rub her hair while leaving the kitchen with probably apple blood Luz couldn't be sure. Unsure what to do she got up and headed upstairs before feeling around. Finding a good stick she got an idea as she used it to get downstairs a little faster and headed into the lounge.

"And where are you going?" Hearing Eda she smiled.

"Just a small walk, I've been cooped up inside all weekend" a pause, maybe she should've tried sneaking out?

"Fine, but take Owlbert in case you get lost."

"Sure, but I'm not going to get lost" She felt the palisman land on her shoulder. 

"Yeah, yeah, sure" She rolled her eyes at Eda's reply and headed outside. Using her stick she started to walk around the nearby woods, enjoying the feeling of sunlight and shade from the trees. As she walked around nothing much really happened before she found a nice rock she used for navigation originally and laid on it. The warm sun felt much nicer than hanging around her room or inside and the warm rock helped warm her up. After a while, she felt Owlbert try and pull her sleeve to the owl house.

"Five more minutes~" Luz half-joked before feeling Owlbert nip her finger. "Okay, okay, let's head back" She followed Owlberts lead before noticing him trying to lead her to the back of the Owl house rather than the front. Ignoring him once she realized this she snuck closer to the front hearing Hooty on the attack. Doing her best to stay hidden not actually wanting to join in on the fighting she listed to Hooty kick butt. When she felt Owlbert pull on her hood she followed the palisman back inside while thinking.

"hey, Luz it's good you're back I was about to go look for you actually"

"It sounds like Hooty is having a fun time beating up coven goons" Luz smiled thinking about what it might look like seeing Hooty attacking guards. It wasn't the hardest thing to picture.

"I don't think you should walk around the woods alone with the guards around like they appear to be. I didn't expect them to be this many roaming around" Luz paused hearing that.

"So I should stay inside or?"

"Just around the owl house until there are fewer guards around"

Nodding she made her way upstairs. "I'm going to go rest in my room for a little bit" She smiled the best she could before making her way to her room unsure how to feel. It wasn't like walking around the woods was her favourite thing but it also wasn't like she could actually do what she enjoyed doing.

Laying on her sleeping bag she looked up at the ceiling despite not actually being able to see it as her mind wandered around. Both how she was going to fix the door if she couldn't see the clues in front of her, to how she would even explain it to her mama. A realm full of demons and magic was intense but being blinded by it wasn't going to be a good selling point. Groaning she rolled over as her mind kept winding around itself like a ball of yarn that only tightened the more you tugged at it. Eventually, she heard a soft knock on her door as she sat up.

"Yeah?"

"Eda told me to get you for dinner" she heard King from the doorway before hearing him run off probably to go eat his dinner. Getting up she made her way downstairs while thinking about how long she had actually been on the rock sunbathing or if she had taken a nap while in her sleeping bag without realizing it. Taking her spot at the table she smiled happily when she heard Eda put a plate in front of her.

"Thanks, Eda smells good" she smiled happily before starting to dig in happily.

"Good, I'd be worried if it smelt bad" Eda seemed to joke back making her giggle softly as she kept digging in. The only weird part was figuring out which bit of the plate was what and how much of what she had. However, it wasn't too hard when all of it was stuff she liked to eat and could eat. When she was finished eating she heard Eda take her plate away while smiling more at her.

"Thank Eda, I might go to bed early so I can get up early enough for school" she 

"determined to go to school tomorrow huh?"

"No point in hanging around the owl house all day every day when I could hang around my friends and try and learn more about magic" Luz smiled happily. Having the second thought about getting used to walking around without sight although she still tried to hope that the goop just needed some more time. It had to just need more time, that was all it needed.

"Okay, I'll wake you up for school but if you're tired don't force yourself to go. It's better to get as much bed rest as you can" She nodded at Eda while getting up and heading to her bedroom.

making it to her bedroom she found her sleeping bag and laid down. Thinking she wondered if bed rest would actually help at that point. It didn't feel like her body was trying to heal she just felt like she was laying around doing nothing. Even her face had stopped hurting altogether. Staring into the void she sighed before rolling over and trying to fall asleep.

When she woke up she could almost sense someone nearby. Sitting up she jumped a bit when she felt a palisman land on top of her head.

"Lil Rascal?" hearing the chirp she smiled more raising her hand up to pet the cardinal.

"How are you feeling?" she smiled towards Hunter's voice.

"A lot better actually" She sat up a bit more to give the boy enough room to sit on her sleeping bag if he wanted to not that it felt like he accepted it. "Eda ended up using some of the healing stuff you left last time when she changed the bandages. However, she did say it by itself would have been too strong" 

"what was it like when she changed the bandages? like when they were off could you see anything?" hearing Hunter sound hesitant she wanted to say that, 'Yes, I could see perfectly well' yet she also didn't want to lie to him. 

"I still couldn't see anything but maybe it just needs more time to work"  Even saying it she felt like it wasn't true like it would've helped somewhat already.

"And your sure it's not ...permanent?" she felt Hunter gently cup her cheek as she rested her head in his hand.

"I- I don't know if it will be or not. However, I can choose to keep hoping it's not until it's proven one way or another. I doubt Eda would waste ingredients if she didn't think there was at least a chance"

"How are you always so upbeat and happy?" she couldn't help but giggle a bit at his question. "what?"

"I don't know how, I guess I just try my best to see the bright side of situations." 'and avoid thinking about all the negative things like how I'll get home.' she mentally added. When she felt Hunter move his hand she carefully grabbed it gently putting it back on her cheek. Something about the gentle touch made her feel warm and calmer. Her mind went back to what Eda had said about having a crush on Hunter.

"Is there anything I could do to help?" closing her eyes she smiled towards Hunter.

"Stay here as long as you can" Having the feeling Belos wouldn't be happy if he found out about these night meetings she didn't want to risk him getting in trouble but something about having him there felt nice. Part of her felt like she shouldn't feel this way, he was the reason she couldn't see she should hate him. That was how that was supposed to work, right?

"I'll stay here as long as you need me to" Hearing that she hesitated before carefully following his arm so she could hug him, feeling him tense up before hugging her back. "would you like to read more of that ridiculous book?" she couldn't help but giggle hearing it confirmed he didn't like it.

"You don't have to. Why don't you read me a story you like?" she felt him gently move them so they were laying down.

"I think I might be able to recall an old story I occasionally got Darius to read me as a bedtime story." she cuddled into him while smiling at him.

"Yeah?" she started to settle down as Hunter started to tell what definitely sounded like a boiling Isles bedtime story as it started with a whole village of witches bullying a large demon. He went into description about how the scaly creature was large, heavy and able to absorb any spell any witch could cast. The creature however was slow, so slow young witches could run across its tail and climb on top of its back while poking and pulling at its eyes, ears, scales and whatever they could grab onto. Despite it being bullied by witches, it was also bullied by the other demons for being passive towards the very witches that hunt their kind down. While everyone was scared of it they still would attack and jeer at the demon knowing it wouldn't do anything as it neither belonged with the other demons nor witches. As he went on about how the witches would poke it and jab at it she started to feel bad for the demon not that she was entirely sure that was the point yet. As the story went on Hunter spoke about how the demon soon came up with a plan to go to the king of demons it begged for a new body. However, its request was denied as it was a large tank and could handle the jabs from the witches. Unable to get help from the King it headed off. On the way back it ran into a small crying witch, finding out they were lost the demon returned them to town. For the first time instead of fear and hate it received gratitude from the witch's family for returning their lost child in the form of fruits. It soon returned to the woods roaming around, sniffing out lost and injured witches. For if it comes across a lost witch it will offer them a ride on its smooth back offering them a ride back to the nearest town. As it stands to that day its kind is still out there roaming the Titan looking for lost witches to return home, for it's the only thing that seemed to give the demon the gratitude it desperately desired from those around it. Listening she stayed cuddled up into Hunter as she thought about what it would be like to be attacked by both witches and demons. 

"So the demon was a misfit who fit in by helping those around it?" She could hear Hunter humming softly.

"They usually have the moral spelled out at the end but Darius never told me the moral. I always assumed it was to always help those who need it even if their kind has wronged you in the past."

"Because nobody should suffer for what someone else did?" Luz smiled happily

"I guess so, I never really thought about the morals of the story. It could even just be to explain why there's a kind of demon that goes around rescuing lost witches" She felt Hunter shrug.

"Wait that's an actual species of demon?"

"yeah, but it's not as magic proof as the story says. However, it is really hard to take them down not that you'd want to. Ya know since they're peaceful." she nodded softly unable to think about why someone would attack a passive creature that only helped others.

"I think I'd like to meet one" She smiled warmly thinking about the idea of meeting a large friendly demon.

"I don't think you do, since they help lost witches and that would mean you'd have to be lost on the Isles and there's always the chance it won't be the first demon to find you." she could feel Hunter tense up a bit as she thought about it.

"I'm not going to purposely get myself lost to meet a demon" she reassured him while cuddling into him more so she could bury her face into him, feeling him tense up almost more. Before she could wonder if she was being too cuddly she felt him gently rub her back.

"Good, because then you'd be the idiot instead of me" she tried not to laugh.

"You're not an idiot, you're actually really smart about a lot of different things"

"I've been acting like one" She buried her face into him.

"Have you now?" she tried to tease gently.

"for starters, I might have permanently hurt the first person outside the castle who actually seemed to somewhat care about me, then there's sneaking out every night which will become pretty obvious soon, I stole from the head of the healing coven which probably pissed her off, I couldn't do my one job in bringing in a certain human and witch because... I don't even know why... why do you seem happy when I visit despite what happened? why don't you hate me? you should hate my guts" Listening she didn't have to see to know there were probably tears at the corner of his eyes even if he'd deny it. Why didn't she hate him? 

"I don't hate you because I know you never meant to hurt me. If you meant to hurt me you would've done it when we first started fighting each other. Having you visit only confirmed you felt bad meaning it wasn't on propose-"

"of course it wasn't I would've rather blinded myself than hurt you" Hearing that she paused for a second before shaking her head.

"I'm safe here, how safe would you be if you went blind?" she could feel him flinch as she stayed where she was. Something about Belos made her believe if Hunter wasn't useful to him he would've hurt him or worse.

"I'd probably have to learn how to fight while blind" That got her thinking. She had seen shows with superheroes who fought blind maybe she could actually learn how to do that.

"That's a good idea maybe I could learn how to fight blind" She felt Hunter rub her back.

"I don't think you should prioritize fighting first" There seemed to be a soft smile behind his voice.

"true I'd have to learn how to get around more comfortably first, maybe you could even help me learn how to fly palisman while blind" She had the soft doubt she'd be able to fly blind but maybe if Lil Rascal or Owlbert took main control of where they flew while she focused on not falling off it could work. "either way I'm going to hold out hope that the goop just needs more time to work. Maybe I'll end up with big ol' glasses"

"I think glasses would like nice on you" She tried not to blush while smiling more.

"That's good, I'm glad you think I could pull off glasses" 

"You should get some sleep and I should probably head back before someone notices I'm gone again" Hunter didn't sound like he wanted to go but she nodded.

"Yeah, I have school tomorrow"

"then you should definitely be asleep, it's nearly midnight" She felt Hunter move to get up and paused for a second before deciding to kiss the back of his hand since kissing his cheek felt like it would be a bit too sudden for the blond-haired boy.

"I- uhh good night" She felt him hesitantly kiss the back of her hand back.

"good night Hunter" she felt Lil Rascal move from her head before cuddling up in her sleeping bag blushing deeply as she thought about the fact she had kissed the back of his hand. It wasn't super romantic or the most dramatic but she had still done it and it still left her blushing like she had kissed hi- no she was not going to die of blushing thinking about that. Laying in bed it hit her like a brick, she did have a crush on Hunter. //If you like this story you can find the story up until chapter 8 here My little light - Lunter_Lumity - The Owl House (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

[originemesis]

☕ me bish for da boiz

[ received : 🥣 🍎 cereal milk tea, 🥛❓ ]

You're not sure what the hell you're looking at right now, only that the intern filling in for your usual mid-day sugary drink runner is better suited to scraping purple gum (totally not put there by you) off the pearly gates than supplying your serotonin hit.

The 'best boss' mug with the 'boss' part scratched out and replaced with 'dick' would look like a run of the mill hot milk, a trail of steam still rising. Milk isn't usually a shade of green reserved for mouth wash with a pale orange swirl spiraling from the center where a tea bag bobbed innocuously enough. Not like the tea bags you dish out in a standard game of Halo.

Steam fogs the glass of your mask as you give the brew a grimace and a hesitant, burned tongue preventing slurp. Yes, right through your mask. Hot milk really doesn't have much of a starting flavor - it's just hot. Like a massive pair of tits. That's probably why milk comes out of them. Of course you're right - when are you ever not? Certainly not that time you asked to try your wife's in the morning coffee.

Though you find yourself at a loss on what exactly is flavoring the bland heat, only that it's definitely sugary, so the intern got that much of the request right. With a few smacks of your tongue, the flavors muted by the heat finally stick to your teeth. Was that...fucking cereal? The faintest hint of apple syrup drowns in the creamy finish of cow's froth. You're disappointed it's not Reese's Puffs. (+ 2🔥 pancreatitis, 0 hp)

[ flavours: hot milk, apple-jacks cereal, sweet, bland, slightly buttery aftertaste ]

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[ received : 🍏🌸 green-apple blossom lemonade 🍋 ]

Training went well, which is why your uniform is stuck to you like a selkie skin and you're bleeding sweat. There is nothing like a cold glass of healing water after such sessions, but you notice a surprise waiting for you and the other lads that trail in to the changing wing - a tray of freshly set out beverages brimming with ice peaks, sprigs of purple basil, and lemon slices.

Curious (and parched), you take a glass by the rim and tilt it back for a well needed hydration hit. The combination of the well-chilled liquid and its acidity hit at once and your lips pucker once the medicine goes down. Floral tartness has your tongue quickly shining your own teeth to spread the sensation out evenly so its less of a punch to the face. It reminds you of your Ma's cooking- always a harsh start, but with enough mouth-feel, you can taste the love that went into it. And like choking down bitter spoonfuls of cough syrup when sick, you're aware that the initial sting that summons tears like onion fumes, is the first flavor in the sequence of feeling better.

The slightly pungent burn of the purple basil helps warm your lips as you wonder the possibilities of putting lemon slices on pizza. (+333 hp, +3 🍕 cravings)

[ flavours: tart, fragrant, floral, apple, lemony, fresh, pungent, bitter, clovey]

[laudthingcat]

JJK// A taste of their cūm

Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Choso, Geto, Yuuji, Megumi, Todo, Mahito

Warnings: cūm talk so nsfw content ahead lol, might get you thirsty (?)

Minor characters are aged up!

Masterlist

#Toji: Jerks off at any given occasion. Our man over here gets paid by women (and men) to come on them. He's broke so he's gotta do what he's gotta do. His cum is thick and it tastes salty.

#Geto: He doesn't do it often, but when he does there's always so soo much of it. His cum is thick, creamy and has a slightly sweet taste.

#Gojo: This mofo jerks off very often. Usually does it live since he has an account on a 18+ platform, and his followers seem to love it. His cum is slightly watery and its taste is salty.

#Nanami: Rarely masturbates because he finds it disgusting. His cum is creamy and because he has a sweet tooth, it also has a sweet taste.

#Sukuna: Since he's got nothing to do 98% of the time, it became a habit. He jerks off whenever he's extremely bored. Cum's thick, bitter and always very hot.

#Choso: Doesn't masturbate often, but same as Geto, when he does there's a loot of it. His cum is tasteless and it has a creamy consistency.

#Yuuji: Sweet just like him. Doesn't jerk off often because he's always busy training and hanging out with his friends, but he drinks lots of water and has a pretty healthy diet, so his cum has a slightly sweet taste. It is also very warm and thick.

#Megumi: Always gets embarrassed when he masturbates. Almost feels like he gets annoyed with himself because of it so he tries to do it as rarely as possible. The taste is salty and it has a thick consistency.

#Todo: Oh he masturbates veery often. Whenever he thinks of Takada-Chan. The consistency of his cum is thin and it has a bitter taste.

#Mahito: -2/10. tastes like shit because he eats what he can find in the sewers.

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[duskamethyst]

mistakes.

a/n: totally for self indulgence... don’t know how is this gonna do though since i’m not sure if a lot of people has caught up with the manga but i’m pretty sure the fandom has seen him at least once and instantly thirst for him. so, idk what colour his eyes are (i can see blue but fanwiki says green so i stuck with that and in between). this comes with a package of me pointing out how big and buff he is and idc if you’ll get annoyed over it.

word count: 6.1k

genre: AU, nsfw, smut, angst if you squint

warnings: DARK – NONCON, coercion, corruption kink, daddy kink, size kink, choking, mind break, breeding, face fucking, slight dacryphilia, spitting, age gap, degradation, virgin reader, dilf toji manhandling reader

pairing: toji x f!reader

languages available: vietnamese.

summary: you want to surprise your bestie, megumi upon his arrival home from college but things take a terrible turn.

one.

heavy rain starts pouring as soon as you’ve reached the front doorstep of the fushiguro’s household. it was a dumb idea to not bring an umbrella with you despite the sky already starting to get dark when you left home earlier, but you were willing to push your luck and started sprinting once you felt prickles of droplets landing on your skin. with a stroke of luck, you managed to escape the heavy downpour from soaking your clothes.

drawing a deep and relieved sigh, you take a moment to regain control over your breathing before knocking the big front door. aware of the aftermath of the run, you fix your hair with your hands as you wait for megumi to come and greet you. 

college made you and the male to part ways until phones were the only thing that kept you both up to date with each other’s lives. ironically enough, that’s the thing you forgot to bring when you left home in a rush and excitement to surprise your dear friend since he’s coming home today. you can vividly remember the last text you read; he was at the train station and you had to estimate the time of his arrival and the time he would be at home instead of asking him.

however, you’re caught slightly off guard when a different man opens the door for you instead. nonetheless, your lips curl to a sweet smile and there’s a brief of awkward silence before he speaks. you know him, but he doesn’t seem to remember you at all.

“you’re..?” with a tilt of his head, he looks down at you with a curious brow. 

“it’s me, mr. fushiguro!” you offer your name, scrutinizing the expression on his face as his forehead crinkles while he jogs through his memories. then he glances at you and away in thought and back at you again with wide eyes when he finally recalls.

“oh, it’s you!” he ruffles your hair, a bit too enthusiastic in spite of his usual character that you were always familiar with. “i haven’t seen you in a while.”

you let out a little laugh, “yeah. i think i was fourteen the last time i saw you, mr. fushiguro. but it’s nice to see you again.”

“ah, yes. i had to go out of town and overseas for business a lot.” toji explains, rubbing the back of his neck, slightly bashful that he didn’t recognize the girl– no, woman before him even when you both have met plenty of times back when you often came to play with his son since you both were still little. 

but can anyone blame him? time works wonders and now the little girl he used to know has grown to be much more mature and gorgeous and so... demure.

“yeah, megumi told me. speaking of him, is he home?” you finally inquire, bringing up the reason why you’re here in the first place. 

two.

“why don’t you come in first? it’s cold outside.” he says before immediately turning around without answering your question. you close the door behind you and follow him closely, also somewhat intimidated when you realize how tall and huge he is– the tight fitting shirt stretches over his wide back and accentuating his physique even more. his arms are toned and popping with veins, not the way you used to remember at least, but you’ve never cared to notice. you’re not certain of his age either, but you’re pretty sure you’d be surprised if you find out.

“do you want coffee or tea?” toji suddenly breaks the silence as you nervously stand in the middle of the room to take a glimpse around the kitchen like it’s your first time being there, completely heedless over his gaze lingering up and down your curves, observing the figure of a girl who just freshly went through her womanhood and your lascivious beauty before he quickly turns around to grab two mugs from the cabinet. 

“anything is fine.” you politely reply, fear of sounding somewhat demanding if you choose your preference despite being offered with choices. 

“come on, you’re giving a man a hard time.” he jokes. “and sit down.”

he’s trying to extend his invitation though intentionally sounding assertive, but when he sees that you are quick to comply and scramble to your seat, he finds it to be... stimulating. at least he knows that you’re docile and he wonders if he could put it to the test. well, doesn’t matter. he will.

“coffee is good.” you smile, interrupting his train of thoughts and he pours the coffee from the pot before walking over to hand you your mug. 

“unfortunately,” he sits down on the chair next to you. “megumi isn’t home right now.” toji puts his lips between the warm mug and softly blows before sipping his coffee. “he wanted to take a short trip to the store but i think he’s going to be stuck there for a while.” he looks out the window to only see pitch black staring back at him along with roaring thunder from the skies.

“oh.” you mutter, taking a careful sip of the hot brew. a little disappointed that you couldn’t see megumi yet, but his dad is right– it’s nearly a disaster outside but you find no point hanging around any longer either.

“is it too bitter? you don’t like it?” his voice laces with concern when he notices your face involuntarily scrunches up at the bitter taste. 

you quickly shake your head, “no, no. it’s fine!” you reassure, afraid that he’ll take offense from the coffee he personally made. “besides, if megumi isn’t here, i–”

three.

“oh, it’s fine if you wait here for him.” he cuts you off. “unfortunately, we don’t have an extra umbrella.” the corners of his lips tug into a comforting smile and you are quick to relax into it. 

you’ve always found toji to be quite frightening when you were young. he seemed like someone who never smiled, always had a sombre and intense vibe to him that no child would be too fond of.  there was no exchange of words between you two, except for your constant brief hello and a smile that you did out of courtesy whenever you bump into him inside his house, even though he never replied anything back. not even a crack on the lips to return the smile. 

but today is different. probably because he finds it easier for him to talk to an adult than a child and you’re relieved that you’re able to humor him in some way.

“so, are you and megumi a thing?” he abruptly asks and glances at you as he sips his coffee.

“no, we’re not!” you titter, waving a hand in dismissal as you bring up the mug to hide your face from embarrassment.

“oh?” a glint of amusement and surprise shines in his green eyes. “are you sure?”

you blink at the question as heat warms your cheeks from the thought of dating your best friend. “yes, megumi and i are just friends. really.” 

“why? because you have a boyfriend?” toji pries, uncaring if he sounds intrusive to you and you only assume that he’s trying to strike up a conversation in some old fashioned way.

you just shake your head and laugh, “it’s not that, either.” 

“hmm,” he props his elbow on the table leisurely, head resting on his fist as he looks at you intently, as if in search of something. “you’re pretty hard to figure out.” 

“what do you mean? i don’t think so.” you smile, bringing up the mug to cover your face again so you can shy away from his intense gaze yet he thinks that it’s endearing and he finds himself grinning unwillingly. 

toji notices how you always try to look away when you get so shy over some simple questions. you’re just oozing with purity and innocence of a maiden and something dark and twisted inside him is craving to violate every part of it. 

“for a start, i can’t figure out why you don’t have one.” he says, tapping his fingertips on the table as his mind is running with sinful thoughts. 

“hmm, maybe because i haven’t found anyone interesting yet.” you finally lock your eyes with his as you answer, not wanting to come off as rude if you keep on talking without looking directly at the man.

“isn’t my son good for you?” he couldn’t care less to be honest; he only plans to test the waters and is even more aroused to learn that you’ve never been touched by a man before and he feels like a wolf that’s just ready to pounce on a lost, little lamb.

“oh, no, no!” why do you have to get so bashful? he’ll fuck you on this table if you don’t stop. “we just don’t see each other that way.”

he’s so lost in his thoughts and carnal desires that whatever you’re babbling seems to go in one ear and out the other.

“then, what do you think of me?” he asks nonchalantly with a smirk plastered across his face.

you blink at him once, twice. “uhh, what?” is he suddenly getting self-conscious? 

“you heard me. what do you think of me?” yet he doesn’t seem like it either.

“umm,” you ponder for a moment as you think of every adjective you can find in your head that wouldn’t come out offensive if you’re going to be honest with him. why would he even ask you such a thing anyways? and why would it matter to him? there’s nothing nice about him that you could exactly pinpoint from the past except for ‘scary’, ‘serious’ and some other things revolving around those.

“i thought that you were kinda... scary?” you blurt unsurely, mentally slapping yourself for even daring to say such a thing to him. unless it’s a vibe that he was going for, then you’d be relieved. 

it isn’t exactly what toji wants to hear but he laughs heartily, “really?” a shiver runs down your spine when he looks at you again, his eyes glimmering with daunt. “but are you still scared of me?”

“uh, no.” you laugh. “you’re actually really nice, mr. fushiguro.” 

“oh, that makes me feel better.” another grin etches on his scarred lips as he draws his gaze to your hands that are tensing and fiddling with your sleeves and your leg is bouncing; a perfect depiction of a trembling lamb cornered in his den– and he’s fucking starving. 

has he got you on edge? are you nervous? good. “but i think you should.”

a lump catches in your throat and your heart drops, “i- what?”

the chair emits a screeching sound and it stumbles backwards as toji abruptly stands up from his seat. sheer panic causes you to rise on your feet too, and your eyes dart to the chair, and the male, back and forth as your mind tries to get a grasp on the situation.

“mr. fushiguro..?” you whisper meekly, taking a step away and around the table as you notice him taking a careful yet threatening inch closer. 

“no, no. i’m not gonna hurt you.” toji (barely) reassures you as he continues creeping on his feet. but the sinister smile on his lips takes out every last bit of faith you had in him and the loud voice in your head keeps telling you to run for the door and never look back– fuck the rain.

 as if he can read through your thoughts, he warns. “but i will, if you run.” 

the smile on toji’s face turns smug when he sees you freeze in place upon his threat. being trapped under the unpleasant situation triggers your fight or flight responses and rapid heartbeat drums in your ears as you stand in trance and trepidation.

“that’s a good girl.” he coos, taking another step forward before you decide to throw a mug at him and dash towards the door as fast as you can. you assume that toji has pushed the table to the floor when you hear a loud thud, followed by his hasty footsteps as he catches up quickly behind you. 

the door that is finally within arm’s reach suddenly changes into a mirage when a strong pair of arms grabs you by the waist and your body floats as it lifts onto his shoulder. the huge contrast between the size of your body and his should let you know; no matter how much you try to resist, he will never budge. yet, your arms and legs still flail around in an attempt to punch and kick him and you’re screaming for him to let you down and just hope that anyone is able to hear your cries in spite of the thunderstorm. 

well, so much for luck.

“ah, ah. you don’t wanna do that.” there’s a mocking and amusing tone in his voice as he advises you. “you should save that energy later. juuust in a bit.” 

“mr. fushiguro– stop–!” you sob, watching your only escape slowly disappears out of sight when he turns to a corner and into a dark room. your body bounces onto a mattress before toji’s huge, ripped figure swiftly looms above yours and ties your hands together with a belt and onto the headboard. at this point, the illuminating lights through the windows are the only thing that aids your vision and you have to rely more on your senses.

“shh,” he shushes you with a finger against your trembling lips. “the neighbors will hear. and if they do, i want it to be because you’re getting fucked so good. so be a good little girl for daddy, okay?”

regardless of being terrified, you find yourself cringing over the nickname he refers to himself. hopefully, he won’t ask you to call him that either. “mr. fushiguro– i– please don’t do this. i- i won’t tell anyone.” 

toji tsks, taking his sweet time to admire your smaller body underneath his– the exposed, soft skin on your neck waiting to be bruised, chest heaving as your breath comes deep and short, and legs pressing together to secure your modesty; though will prove to be futile later. 

“i know you won’t.” his thumb grazes against your lips, mesmerized by its plushness as he imagines it wrapped prettily around his throbbing cock. “are you a virgin?”

you only nod your head, eyes wavering as you look at his darker ones before catching it shine with interest. 

“never had anything inside here?” he asks again, pressing your cunt against the fabric of your pants with his fingers. the dark room makes it hard to see, but your cheeks are turning red from humiliation and you look away before shaking your head no.

“are you sure?” toji’s thumb presses down on your clit and causes your body to shudder apprehensively.

“o-only my finger.” you audibly whisper through the white noise outside. 

oh, how exhilarating. guess the innocent looking ones can be lewd too. don’t you know that a cock would make you feel better? a big cock like his is definitely what you need. just a finger wouldn’t be enough to satisfy you! poor little thing. 

“then i got to teach you a few things, right? it’ll come handy later. boys love girls with experiences.” he promptly strips you off from your pants before carelessly throws it to the ground and kneels between your legs to keep you wide and open for him.

“you like to be touched here?” his finger reaches down to ghost over your clothed clit, observing you with lust filled eyes while you turn away from his gaze and remain unresponsive. “daddy is a very impatient person so i suggest you answer me.”

toji pinches your clit, and your body squirms with an elicited yelp. you can only guess (and hope) that he wasn’t referring to him touching you there but you answer anyway, “y-yes.”

he hums in satisfaction, moving down until his head stops between your thighs and in front of your sex. toji grabs your thigh and spreads them apart before flattening his warm tongue against your clothed bud, causing a shiver to run down your spine and it quickly draws your attention to him.

your face heats up in embarrassment when you see toji’s head dipped in front of your pussy, but he’s only calm and teasing as his jade eyes stare up to lock with yours to look for a reaction.

“you’ve never felt a tongue over here either, hm?” he sneers, rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb and you mentally curse yourself for feeling slightly aroused over his ministrations. 

“just let me go, please.” you try to close your legs, but to no avail when his rough hands push them away.

“you know, if you keep asking for ridiculous things,” toji tuts and grasps your supple thighs hard, nails digging painfully on your skin. “i might have to get rough on you. but you’re a smart girl and you wouldn’t like that, right?” 

“n-no.” you choke and fidget.

“good. because i only want you to feel good.” he offers a gentle smile and kisses the dented mark on your thigh. “so, let’s start over. you haven’t answered me.”

you nibble your lip hesitantly and look anywhere but him, “no.”

“see? all the more reason for me to show you what you’ve been missing out.” he chuckles, tugging your underwear to the side impatiently.

“fuck. such a pretty pussy.” he growls at the sight of your bare cunt. there isn’t a lot of slick yet, but it’s fine, he’ll make you get there. that’s the point of this whole ordeal, right?

your body quivers naturally once you feel the foreign sensation; wet, warm muscle prodding your puffy folds up to your clit and circling on it with the tip of his tongue teasingly as he observes you from below. 

your eyes are screwed shut and your lips are caught between your teeth as you try to restrict your whines from the undeniable pleasure rushing in your veins and he doesn’t stop– your pathetic attempt to deny him and your sentiments only drives him to push you over the edge even more. 

with a harsh suck on your clit, he manages to get you to squeal and you can feel him smirking underneath you. toji flattens his tongue and laps off your juices again before he takes you by surprise when he suddenly slides a finger inside your tight, wet cunt. 

“shh. it’ll feel good, baby girl.” he comforts when he hears you whimper at the pain inflicted and true enough, it soon begins to feel good. you’ve fingered yourself plenty of times before, but it feels different when he does it for you– his finger is thick and long that it reaches deeper than you’ve ever been able to.

toji notices you start to become quiet so he slides in another digit, eliciting yet another sob from you. the warm and moist cunny makes his cock twitch and he finds himself getting eager. your back arches from the bed when toji curls his fingers to stroke the bumpy tissues of your g-spot with every drag.

“feels good, yeah?” he grins arrogantly as your legs tremble under his hold. your breathing has turned erratic and your toes are curling as your mouth gapes in pitiful, broken cries that are just music to his ears. 

“answer me, sweetheart.” he presses down a thumb on your neglected clit, reminding you that he is not keen on being ignored and disputed. 

“y-yes.” you finally choke through pants and shame. though the answer comes out in hesitance, your body is more honest– pussy sopping and eliciting obscene squelches and it’s enough to satisfy him for now. 

your head thrashes side to side as you feel yourself about to tip over but you still refuse to beg toji for a release. 

“hah– fuck!” you whimper loudly when toji oh-so-generously sucks your clit again, fingers pumping faster inside your cunt, making your body feel even more tense with overbearing stimulation before finally pushing you over the edge and you break into a silent scream.

toji laps off your slick before he pulls out his finger into his mouth and licks them clean. 

“that’s a good girl. why don’t you taste yourself?” he climbs on top of you while you gasp for air from the intense orgasm and he easily pulls you into a fervour, sloppy kiss. you can feel the wet slick on his chin and you can taste yourself at the same time as he intertwines his tongue with yours. 

four.

out of spite and vexation, you found courage to bite his tongue hard and toji instantly pushes himself from you, his dark eyes express astonishment and agitation.

“fucking bitch.” he curses as his eyes narrow at you displeasingly before he takes off his pants and briefs to release his cock from its confinements. his cock is throbbing and thick, and you can almost see a trickle of precum on its head. you crumple at the sight as regret and anxiety washes over you.

“don’t worry, it’ll fit.” he says cockily upon the worrisome look on your face. “but since you like it rough, i’m sure you want to choke on it first.” 

“no– i’m sorry!” you shake your head but toji only lets out a scornful laugh as he disregards your pleas and props himself on the knees and over your neck.

toji slaps the tip of his cock on your lips, gesturing you to open your mouth but you purse them into a flat, thin line and refuse to obey. 

“open up. it’s a part of your lesson after all.” he snaps before squeezing your cheeks together. “it’ll get worse if you don’t listen to me.” 

“d-don’t wa-ant to– flea-shh.” you whimper and toji emits a long, deep sigh as he releases his grip. 

“i don’t like repeating myself.” his voice is laced with malice and chills crawls up your spine as his eyes look down at you demeaningly before you slowly open your mouth trepidatiously and wait for his next order. 

“no teeth. i think you’d know that much.” he patronizes before sliding his cock inside your mouth and he hisses as the warmth engulfs his throbbing cock. “that’s it. now, suck.”

and you have no choice but to obey submissively. you slightly lift your head and struggle to take his length as much as you can before running your tongue around to feel each prominent vein.

“i said suck, whore.” he commands through gritted teeth. you hollow your cheeks, compressing his fat cock tight between them as you bop your head up and down. 

“fuuuck, just like that.” toji groans as his hand reaches the top of your head and caresses you softly. you start to pick up the pace, slobbering his dick with so much saliva that it begins to seep from the corners of your mouth and it’s so wet and obscene– just the way he likes it. 

“it almost makes me think that this isn’t your first time.” his head falls back and hips begin to jerk until the tip hits the back of your throat, forcing you to take more than you could. you choke as tears start to well up in your eyes and the bedhead shakes when you try to tug your wrists. 

“what’s wrong? can’t take my fat cock?” he scoffs arrogantly. “you gotta work on your gag reflex, sweetheart.”

the muffles from your throat vibrate against his dick and toji groans in pleasure that he subconsciously rocks his hips, slapping your chin with his balls. your vision has become blurry and breathing becomes harder as you let him abuse your throat and your jaws ache before he abruptly pulls out and you can finally gasp for precious air.

“look at you,” his cock twitches with excitement when he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks from your doe eyes and he wipes them away with his thumb, making you flinch slightly, “are you sorry for making daddy mad?” 

toji always tries to articulate each word with appease. it’s never soothing per se when you can sense the threat entwining in his voice and it’s fucking you psychologically.

and it deems to be successful when you’re already trembling in fear underneath him. 

you’re uncertain whether he prefers you to speak or not, but your throat is sore so you meekly nod your head in response. it’s better than nothing, to be honest.

“good. open your mouth.”

your mouth is already parted for air but you assume that he wants to put his cock in again. submissively, yet dreadfully, you open your mouth wider and await for him to shove his cock back in but you’re surprised when toji spits in your mouth instead. 

it’s warm and disgusting; you’re just left gaping and repelled, and you want to spit it out but toji squeezes your cheeks together.

“swallow.” he orders. you quickly brace yourself and close your eyes before cringing as you gulp down the mix of saliva in your mouth and toji releases his grip once he’s certain that you’ve ingested. 

“i could’ve made you swallow my cum but i’d feel bad,” he chuckles sardonically. “what do you have to say?” 

“t-thank you.” you whisper vaguely and he accustoms his face to a simper. 

“good girl.” toji smashes his lips onto yours, yet his eyes are locked with yours ominously for a brief second– a telltale that he expects you not to pull up another stunt before they close as he deepens the kiss. 

obviously, nothing would benefit you whether you comply or defy, not until you’ve catered for his insatiable lechery. but you’ve learned your lesson and although you’re compelled, you finally relent as every ounce of resistance begins to drift from you. 

toji breaks the kiss and shifts lower, peppering greedy kisses on your neck before he catches the soft, chaste skin between his teeth to suck and form purplish bruising marks. he lifts up your shirt over your head and hastily unclasps your bra, causing you to shudder once the cold air hits your exposed breasts. 

large, calloused hands press your mounds before his mouth latches on one perky tit, while the other is tweaked with his fingers. experienced tongue draws circles and sucks punishingly, alternating with the other nipple. the headboard rattles as you keen over the stimulation and your eyes open in dismay when you feel something hard prodding your clit. 

he moves lower and spits on your cunt before propping on his knees to take off his tight shirt– through subdued glow, you can make out the outline of his toned abs and broad chest as his large build towers menacingly in front of you; even when he’s not standing on his feet.

“listen. daddy is going to release the binds, but do you promise to be good?” he asks, smearing the saliva with his cockhead and against your slit.

“yes. i- i promise.” you murmur appallingly; as if you have a choice in the matter.

toji leans over to unrestrain you then he observes you, expecting you to put up a fight but instead, you just remain still underneath him. 

he grins in satisfaction, getting off to the fact that you’ve fallen into submission before he shifts back into his prior position and bends your knees up to line his cock with your hole. a feeling of triumph stirs inside him when he’s reminded that he’s the ‘chosen’ one to defile your innocence.

“stop! it hurts–!” you wail and your hands clench the sheets when you feel toji’s thick cock stretching your virgin cunt slowly, but he ignores you, groaning at the warmth that engulfs him and the tight walls that clenches him as he selfishly pushes through. 

it burns. so bad. your chest heaves rapidly and you screw your eyes shut as your face twists to express pain and uncomfort. “please, please–! i can’t–”

“yes, you can.” his tone is indifferent as he holds you down since your body keeps on wincing until he finally fills you to the brim and he can see a bulge poking on your tummy. 

“fuck. haven’t been inside a virgin cunt for a while.” he mutters under his breath. “now, i know it hurts but i promise you’ll enjoy it. it’s just too bad that you get to have a big cock as your first.” he snickers nonchalantly and leans down closer to your face, making you jolt when you feel it inching deeper.

“if it makes you feel better– you’re fucking tight. just the way daddy likes it.” toji whispers in your ear but you can only freeze in fear and agony.

toji hovers above you, his hands firmly grip the headboard in front of him and he begins to move his hips; thrusting in and out of your pussy. 

your fists clench the sheets harder as a loud cry rips from your throat, “no! it hurts! please!”

but toji doesn’t seem to mind, his cyan orbs stare down at you coldly yet in focus as he relishes over the plush walls clamping down on his cock. 

“stop! stop– i- i don’t want–!” you continuously wail as you writhe in anguish before he suddenly stops pounding and he wraps his hand around your neck instead, instantly drawing your attention to him as he applies pressure in his hold. 

“if you don’t stop whining like a bitch in heat, i will fucking breed you like one.” he warns through gritted teeth, clearly agitated over your act of defiance. 

“you want this. you’re going to love this.” his words are sick endeavours to coerce you into another round of complete submission. 

but what else can you do? toji’s hand is so large that his middle finger and thumb almost reach each other as it clasps around your frail neck and you know he can easily crush your windpipes if he wants to.

“say it. you. want. this.” he seethes.

“i. want. this.” you barely croak each word and they’re slowly influencing your cloudy mind. as soon as he releases you, you soothe the pain around your throat with your hand as you gasp for air.

“fuck. don’t think i didn’t feel you clenching around my cock just now.” he sneers and situates himself again before ruthlessly and steadily continuing where he left off. 

you only close your eyes and bite your lips hard to stop whimpering as you mentally comfort yourself and dissolve every inch of your sanity; i’m going to enjoy it, it’s going to feel good soon, i want this, i want this.

soon enough, toji notices that your muscles have relaxed– suggesting that you’ve finally caved in as pleasure overtakes you so he fucks you deeper and faster before he falls on his elbows and you can feel his bangs tickling your face.

“that’s it, baby. you make daddy feel so fucking good.” he praises between grunts. you can feel the veins on his cock dragging against your walls and he’s right, it feels so good and your lips open in breathless pants.

you find your arms to loosely wrap around his neck and your legs around his waist as if clinging onto him for dear life as toji ruts into your cunny like a feral beast. 

“you like it, yeah? this is what you want, isn’t it?” 

through hazy mind, you can only manage to whimper an audible ‘yes’ as you feel an odd, yet almost familiar knot twisting in your lower stomach begging to snap and your nails dig into the skin of his broad back upon the intense sensation shooting through your body. 

a low, deep guttural sound leaves his throat when he feels your nails sinking and scratching his back– it prompts him to quicken his pace and you can feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix over and over, causing your back to arch simultaneously. 

“i’m– i’m gonna–!” you keen as your body trembles in anticipation and your sopping cunt is clenching on his throbbing cock like a vice. 

“fuck yeah. cum on daddy’s cock.” toji urges and nips on the sensitive skin of your neck to tip you over the edge and your pupils blow wide as you break into a scream. despite being your second orgasm for the night, an overwhelming euphoria washes over you for the first time of your life; is this what it feels like? you don’t know, you’ve never had one (at least not from a cock) and your pussy is just fluttering, pulsing and creaming around his cock. 

“hah– fuck. good girl.” 

toji remains to snap his hips, fucking you through your high as you’re left in daze from your orgasm. toji can feel his balls tensing and his thrusts are turning sporadic as he inches closer to his climax. your whines and nonsense babbles are drowned by the feeling of pleasure that’s enveloping him and he doesn’t even have the resolution to listen to you gibbering when your cunny is just milking him, sucking him in like it doesn’t want to let go and he just wants to give what your greedy pussy asks for; to fill it up with his thick load until it’s full and leaking out of you. 

and daddy knows best, after all.

“shit– i won’t be able to hold it any longer. say you want daddy’s cum.” he grunts.

you’ve partly snapped out of your daze when you hear his voice again, and though you can’t see his face that’s already buried next to your head, you’re petrified and it’s making you feel dizzy and suffocated. 

“i– n-no. please not–” you sob through your raw throat.

but toji doesn’t listen and you don’t know if you’re relieved or not because if he does, you know that it’ll tick him off and it’s going to do you more harm than good– but you’re scared and it hurts, that you unwillingly start to snivel again.

“shut up. you’re gonna take it like a good cumslut.” he shoves two long fingers in your mouth, causing you to choke on them.

“daddy’s gonna cum in this pretty pussy and you’re gonna fucking take it.” 

toji’s grunts ring in your ears and you’re able to feel his cock twitching inside you before he finally releases hot ropes of cum– filling up and defiling your womb.

“y-you came inside..” you mumble once he takes out his fingers as you’re left entirely devastated and stupefied. 

“fucking did.” he pants, lifting his body up from you and pulls out his cock to shove back the dribbling cum that’s leaking from your abused cunny with his finger. you would wince but your mind is already numb and your body is sore that you can do nothing but burn holes through the ceiling above.

“don’t look so sad.” the room resonates with his chuckles and he gets off the bed to put back on his pants. toji walks over to the nightstand where a pack of cigarettes await him and he puts one between his lips and you can hear the flicking sounds of a lighter as he tries to burn the tip. 

“i can promise you that other guys wouldn’t be rough as me but one thing’s for sure,” he inhales the tobacco and exhales in a gratifying manner, “that will stay as the best fuck of your life.”

fat tears stream down your cheeks and you curl on your side, protecting your now-ruined-body as you quietly sob and your mind takes you back from how the ordeal even started and causes you to end up where you are right now– and it only makes you cry harder.

toji only lets out an exasperated sigh. he grabs his shirt from the floor and throws it on his shoulder before reaching the door.

“megumi won’t be coming home ‘til tomorrow. he said something about the train and the weather, so you can leave when you’re done. you know your way out.”

you hear the door close shut behind him and you’re left in the dark with nothing but the smell of his tobacco and the sounds of the drizzling rain accompanying you as you drown in your thoughts and griefs. 

how many mistakes have you made today? four? five? or more? 

you’ve lost count and you question yourself over again until you’re no longer able to care.

what’s done is done.

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