#tbh i keep getting really good questions that keep opening really fucked up doors

[mxwhore]

Its time to hurt you guys

[aluciahaz]

God. First off, I adore your writing so much!! Can never get enough tbh.

Secondly, Adam with a mommy kink?? And he doesn't even tell you until he accidentally lets it slip outside of the bedroom during a normal conversation. At first, he tries to deny it or cover it up by saying he totally said a different word, but after a bit of prodding he's putty in your hands and now you most certainly have an issue to deal with later today. Poor baby can berely even focus on his daily tasks with how embarrassed and eager he is.

And don't even get me started on when you actually get him in bed. He's such a brat, but his hard on immediately gives him away. Whisper a few sweet words in his ear, and suddenly, he's mommy's good little boy.

ah TYSM for the compliment!! i try my best🙏 and you're SO REAL abt adam😭

this is a bit ooc and yes i skimmed over his daily tasks because i couldn’t think of anything sorry 😭😭 hope you enjoy though!

what a mess

—adam x gn!reader

—includes : mommy kink, sub!adam, dom!reader, crying

“adam, for fuck’s sake just be normal for once and put your dishes in the sink—“

“c’mon, babes! there’s a lot!”

“there’s only four! god, you were doing so good the past week too! even rinsing your plates! what happened—?”

“mommy plea—,”

“…”

“…”

“say that again?”

“i said—uh, i said MONSTER. cause you’re a heartless fuckin’ monster making me put all these plates away in the sink—”

a start to a new revelation bloomed right in front of you, just like adam’s increasing blush. you laugh in glee, this news bringing so many questions to your mind.

“don’t be coy. c’mon, baby boy. what did you really call me?”

“wh—cough—HUH?” his startled face said it all as he looked at you, dumbfounded. sure, you’ve called him a few names before, but they were more on the line of ‘idiot’ and ‘dumbass’ rather than something endearing like ‘baby boy.’

and he liked it.

it was clear he did. from the way he gulped nervously, to how his eyes dilated like a cat’s, you knew.

you cackle at his dramatic reaction before opening your mouth, about to brush over the topic for your lover’s sanity before something truly miraculous happened.

“…mommy.”

his eyes divert to the floor, clearly nervous about your reaction. he wasn't one to share his more vulnerable side. it took months alone to have him admit that he even had flaws for goodness sake, but this was a big step for him. an act of trust.

and you sure as hell weren’t going to reject it.

“good boy,” you coo, lifting his head up with your hand, a gentle smile on your face. you feel him hesitantly rub his cheek into you palm, looking up at you with a dazed expression of shock. it was evident he didn't expect you to react this way.

when you plant a kiss on his lips, he’s practically melting into your touch. usually, he’d try to dominate every action, fighting for control to support his unhealthy ego, yet this time, he gave it all to you; a blessing.

he moans into your mouth weakly as you push him back into the kitchen counter, making him lean his back over it as you deepen the kiss. you can feel his breath quicken, the increasing warmth from his cheeks, and his desperate hands clawing at your waist.

all signs for you to keep going. an invitation to ravage him and leave him breathless.

but you pull back.

he whines in annoyance, grabbing your shoulder in order to make you come back, but you click your tongue, flicking his hand off you.

“you still have to go shopping, baby. later, i’ll deal with you, alright?”

he groans in frustration, glaring straight at you. but, you stay firm in your decision. he needs to be responsible. knowing that you won’t budge, he sighs, grumbling as he leaves to do his monotonous work.

“so good for me!”

that makes him leave real quick, hurriedly slamming the door behind him. goodness, he was so easy to fluster.

finally, the day passes, and he’s back home, clearly still embarrassed yet excited for what would come next. not to mention, impatient.

“shit, babes! you have no idea how fuckin’ hard it was to shop with you on my mind! couldn’t even focus on my goddamn lunch—mmpfh!”

but you can’t blame him. you are too.

he’s quickly shut up with your lips and pushed down to the bed with a firm hand as you climb on top of him. you remove his clothes hastily, not caring where it lands as you practically manhandle him.

“turn around for me, baby,” you huff out, the both of you gasping for air from your rushed kiss.

he frowns, glaring at you with defiance.

“why the hell would i do that? i wanna see your face when i fuck you,” adam smirks, running his hands up your sides. the fool.

you roll your eyes, raising an eyebrow at him.

“who said you would be the one fucking me?”

his expression was almost comical. his eyes blew up, and his mouth dropped in astonishment at your forwardness. but, with you over his body, pressed flushed against every inch of skin, you could feel he was into it. really into it, in fact.

you chuckle at his reaction before flipping his body around, a surprised grunt leaving his lips before you kiss his nape, trailing your tongue across it.

the shiver up his spine was delightful, and you feel him relax under your body as you continued pressing kisses down his spine like you were following a path. although it was quite a sweet action, it was obvious that adam wasn’t one to wait for the main course.

“c’mon, babes! the fuck is the hold-up?” he gripes, turning his face to the side to scowl at you.

“is that any way to talk to me? i thought you wanted to be good,” you move up until your lips are right beside his ear, your hands slipping underneath his chest, inching higher and higher.

“you were so polite this morning, and so adorable too with your blush covering your face, your eyes unable to meet mine,” your tone is hushed as you speak, and for once, adam is quiet, only focused on listening to you.

with a grin, you feel the buds on his chest as you roam your hands under his torso, and you can’t help but pinch them ever so slightly, eliciting a gasp from the gruff man below you.

“i know you can be good for me, pretty boy,” you kiss the corner of his jawline as you keep teasing his chest, making him shudder and moan from your fingers.

“so why don’t you try again and ask nicely this time, alright?” you say, nipping his ear ever so slightly.

his breath is shaky, and although known to be the most egotistical angel in heaven, his pride crumbles underneath your sweet words, melting his brain like chocolate over a warm fireplace.

“please—please, touch me more,” he manages to say, stumbling over his words as he surrenders himself to you.

“please, who?”

“please… m-mommy—AH! ha—,” he keens as you twist your fingers, making him jolt in both pleasure and pain, digging his face into the pillow.

“good boy!”

the whine that leaves his throat is full of joy, pleased at your praise.

and you never let it up as the night goes on.

“taking me so well, baby boy,” you say, thrusting into him slowly as you let him get used to it. it was the first time he’s done this, yet it was like he’s done it for years considering how his back arches in a crescent-like shape as he pleads for more, his hands and knees staying somewhat strong as he keeps himself up.

“f-fuck, ngh! how are you so—good at th-THIS!” he cries out, gasping like forgot how to breathe as a particularly deep thrust hits that foreign spot inside him, making his knees buckle in response.

“i could ask you the same thing,” you tease, holding him by the hips as you pick him up from his faltering position.

your pace starts to pick up, and he seems to absolutely love it, his eyes closing in bliss as he moans wantonly. how has he not done this sooner? this felt fucking amazing!

so amazing in fact, he didn’t notice how he kept babbling on how it was—

“so good! y-yes, ugh, FUCK! yeah—mommy, keep—going, m-mommy!”

shortly, his head hits the pillow as his arms give up, a loud wail escaping as you keep driving into him, making him feel like his whole world was flipping upside down. his voice was breaking, and the rasp rolling off his tongue was starting to sound a bit painful.

but it was absolutely delightful to see him fall into pieces like this. to deteriorate into a whining, begging mess for you. for him to run his voice dry just to have you to touch him.

“m-mommy! ah! gonna cum, oh fuck—! don’t stop!”he shouts, his glossy eyes opening slowly as he turns his head to the side, panting as he looks up at you.

a mess, really. he was a beautiful, desperate, mess of an angel. so lovely, he was. the thin layer of sweat reflecting the lamp in the room made him truly look heavenly, and the tears that had started to run down his cheeks seemed to make him even more divine.

the state of him was perfect, and you can’t help but take a mental picture of him in your head for later before fucking him relentlessly, your hand making its way to his cock slowly.

“wouldn’t dream of it.”

and only with a few touches, he seems to unravel instantly, a broken scream filling the room as he finishes, his fingers gripping the sheets like his life depends on it.

you let go of his hips, letting him collapse onto the bed as he shudders in brief aftershocks, panting heavily with his hair splayed wildly on the pillows.

you wrap your arms around him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he keeps whimpering for your love, your care. he’s just his needy self now, his persona gone, leaving only his affection-craving, tender self in your hands.

“thank…thank you, mommy.”

adam has always been a messy man. and although it was usually quite irritating, you don’t mind cleaning up after him this time…

he still has to do the dishes tomorrow though.

tags : @luciferspetduck @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @drlucichen @mvskedxrtist

how the fuck do i forget to add tags to every post

[itsss4t4n]

Hi!! Could I get some harry hook x male!reader where reader is the eldest child of Anna and Kristoff please? Also maybe reader looks just like his mum but acts like his dad? Thanks and sorry if it's too specific fjdjdjvjs

Always - Harry Hook x male!reader

a/n: I honestly think that reader personaliy is more like anna han kristoff. somehow i really struggled wih that. i lowkey hate this but i still hope you enjoy his <3

warnings: no use of y/n, making out, small fight/angst, ew emotions, I love some good drama, i hate this tbh, not proofread

When Mal decided to open the barrier forever, it was cerainly an adjusment for everyone.

The Vks that came over to auradon were enrolled into auradon prep and all assigned an auradon student to help them settle in and answer any questions they might have.

You weren't the biggest fan of that arrangementt. Not because you didnt like or trust the vks, you were actually quite close with all of the cour four. You just werent a big people person. So having to share your dorm with someone you dont know and most likely having them at your side 24/7? Not ideal for you.

Especially when you heard who you were going to be paired with. 

But Mal had basically begged you to help. 

"Please. I know you dont like this but he is kind of difficult and i know that you could handle him. I dont know anyone else that could."

So you reluctantly agreed.

Mal was right. Harry Hook was certainly difficult. He was really stuck in ways and refused to change. He refused to follow any rules, he was mean and he hated school. And the worst thing? He was stupidly hot.

Now, you hated school just as much, and you did skip a few lessons here and there but you had respect for your teachers and your peers. And you knew that unfortunately school was important for your future. 

Usually you couldnt care less if other people got on trouble but harry was your responsibility now, so everytime he got into trouble, you were getting dragged into it. And you hated it.

So thats how you ended up in fairy godmothers office for the 7th time that week (it was thursday) sitting next to Harry, who just looked bored while you were about to beat him up.

This has been happeneing for almost 3 months at this point.

"This can not keep going on. Harry If you cannot follow the rules and integrate yourself into Auradon then we might be forced to take stronger action." 

Back in your dorm Harry threw himself onto his bed.

"Well that a tad overdramatic aye?"

You couldnt hold it in anymore. 

"HARRY! THIS IS NOT A GAME! YOU KEEP GETTING IN TROUBLE SIMPLY FOR THE SAKE OF IT AND YOU HURT OTHERS. ARE YOU AWARE OF THE FACT THAT YOU ARE BASICALLY A FEW OFFENSES AWAY FROM EXPULSION?! AND IF THAT HAPPENS YOU BASICALLY HAVE NO CHANCE ANYMORE TO DO ANYTHING! NOT ONLY THAT BUT YOU RUIN MY REPUTATION WITH YOUR BEHAVIOUR AS WELL. JUST THINK ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE THAN YOURSELF FOR ONCE IN YOUR GODDAMN LIFE!"

Without looking at him you stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind you.

The rest of your day was spend ranting to Mal and Evie about Harry.  Mal hat texted Uma during your rant, telling her to speak with Harry. He would probably listen to her. She was his best friend after all.

You dreaded going to bed that night. Just being in the same room with him.

Uma left your Room just before you arrived, so when you entered Harry was sitting on his bed, a conflicted expression on his face. 

You decided to ignore him, just grabbing a pair of sweatpants and heading to the bathroom to change for bed.

When you exited the beathroom agin harry had also changed into sweatpants. GREY sweatpants.

Fuck. Was he trying to kill you?

His head perked up at the sound of the bathroom door. 

"Hey..."

You looked over at him.

"What Hook?"

He looked a little conflicted still, which confused you. Why the sudden change in mood?

"Look... I'm nae good at this but- fuck..." He sighed exxasperated. "I wanted to apologize."

You head snapped to him again In surprise.

"What?"

"I acted like a total dickhead." He started ranting, trying to get it all outbefore he mentally talked himself out of it. " I didnt care how I might hurt ya. And I don't even have a good reason for that. I was just scared. I was scared of being vulnerable. All I have ever known was the Isle. I am used to hiding myself behind a Tough outside and I was scared to change from that."

Harry quickly wiped his eyes of the tears swimming in them, hoping you wouldnt notice. But you did.

You were shocked by his sudden and surprisingly honest outburst. For a few very long seconds you just stared at each other.

"Harry...." You took a slow step towards him. "I'm sorry. I should've realized how hard this would be. And I know it will be difficult, but i promise you that from now on you wont have to hide anymore. You're safe here." 

Now, standing right before harry, you layed your hand on his shoulder. Harrys eyes met yours, once again swimming with tears but a small smile gacing his lips.

"Thank ye."

You reached up to wipe the tear that had fallen from his eye, your hand resting on harrys cheek, his head leaning into your touch.

You noticed how close you two had gotten. Your eyes flickering from harrys eyes to his lips for a split second.

"Harry?" Your noses brushed against each other ever so slightly.

"Yea?" His voice was barely a whisper.

"I really hope I'm not reading this wrong," You voice matched his. "but can I kiss you?"

Harry was silent, and for a few excruciating second you truly thought you were wrong. Harry was into guys, you knew that much. He didnt hide that part about himself. But did he like you?

"Yes please." 

A small sigh of relief left your mouth as you leaned in, your lips moving against his. Harrys hands moved to your hips, gripping at the exposed skin, thanks to your lack of shirt. In turn your hands wrapped around his neck, your fingers gripping onto his hair.

When you parted for air, you kept your eyes closed, your foreheads leaning against each other. 

For a few seconds all you could hear was you heavy breathing and your own heartbeat, loud in your ears, before Harry leaned in and kissed you again. His hands pulling you flush against his bare chest by your hips.

Once again you pulled back, this time a little more, looking into each others eyes.

"Thank ye, darlin"

"Always."

[lover-lyn]

i wanna request sum lemme be ur first request OKAY HERE ME

ACE X READER GOING TO PROM PLSSS

This took so long and FOR WHAT, not very proud of this tbh, first time writing a one-shot so, hope you like it :)

Fem reader implied (reader wears a dress) but no pronouns used, Teen!Ace, modern AU, reader is called "pretty" and "sweetheart"

Stupid in love

Let's get married in Vegas

We don't need guest list

I don't wanna think too much

Let's get matching tattoos

I don't wanna think it through

Baby, I'm so stupid in love

MAX HUH YUNJIN↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺

During his short life, Ace had been in many situations that he never thought he'd find himself in

But this won the number one spot for most surprising and nerve wracking

He had been given detention for months on end, he had been grounded by Dadan for an entire year, he had even been arrested before, yet he didn't doubt that he'd be in even more chaotic situations in the future.

Here he was, Portgas D Ace, certified trouble maker and self-proclaimed womaniser stood in front of your porch wearing a suit and holding a flower bouquet

Currently, he was glaringly the door as if it had wronged him. In truth, he was nervous, and incredibly so.

a couple days ago, Ace had been standing on this very porsh, holding a single Hibiscus flower, waiting for you to open the door so he could know the answer to the question hed spent weeks trying to work up the courage to ask, needless to say that he'd been overjoyed upon hearing that you were only waiting for him to ask.

yet for some reason, he feels even more nervous now.

a couple minutes pass until Sce finally felt calm enought to knock, the door opened almost instantly

"there you are, i was starting to think you stood me up"

and there you were, in a ruby red dress, a Hibiscuss flower pinned to the neckline of the garment

"Ace?"

"sorry, hi sweetheart" Ace`s blushing only increased as he heard your quiet giggle "hi" you you replied

"you look pretty, really pretty"

seems as though it was your turn to blush "thank, you don`t look half bad yourself" that was truly a understatment, if anything, Ace looked like a prince straight out of a royal ball with a blood-red three piece suit, his hair was slicked back with just a couple strands falling out of place and onto his face

"can i give you your flowers or would you like to keep checking me out?"

"oh i'm the one checking you out? didn't you forget how to talk as soon as as i opened the door?"

Ace's smirk only widened "come on now, you wear my signature color and expect me not to stare? that's so unfair"

"your color? whoever said red was your colour?"

"me, now take your flowers and let's go"

"hey good lookin'"

"Sabo i swear to God if you don't shut the fuck up i'm going to castrate you"

as expected, the night had turned out a disaster, how could it not? all of the 'ASL' brothers were attending, granted the youngest had snuck in thru the vents after hearing that their would be a buffet

so while everyone was still inside dancing the night away, both you and Ace sat soaked head to toe in the water foutain, Sabo was relentlessly teasing you while Koala filmed the whole thing for blackmail material

it seemed as tho everyone had forgotten about Luffy, who was curently hiden under the buffet table exitedly stuffing his face full of food he'd nicked from plates the second the security turned his head the other way

yet, looking out onto the scene, you and Ace shared the same thought

there was nowhere else you'd rather be and no one else you'd rather experience this moment with

[cator99]

The conversation went like this: general pleasantries followed by her being like I'm so relieved you reached out to me because I really just want to have a more positive relationship with all of you guys and I know how annoying it is when a landlord isn't able to deal with things in a timely manner I get it I'm a renter too... i get the sense that, just as i had over-prepared for the conversation, she had over-prepared to apologize for the fact that the basement bathroom has a recurring leak issues that get patched up and then continue to cause issues meanwhile she's literally going through a divorce and has to keep postponing because she wants to be there when the repair dudes come to make sure they're doing their job properly but she has a big trial coming up and had to put it off by another week, it's really no big deal tbh... I assured her that she's been doing a fantastic job at staying on top of things and communicating with us oh my fucking god okay new girl is banging that fugly creepy white boy she keeps bringing over so god damn loud l cant wait for her to gtfo anyways yeah so we basically just spent 10 minutes getting on the same page like we good we good she just wants to make sure that everyone is chill in the house and we had a really good talk about what we all want from this but TLDR once we got down to business it went like this:

Me: Pins Girl is the problem

Her: omg slay I fucking hate her please go on

Me: yaaaas she fucking sucks here's some tea sis....

Her: ok work so I'm not crazy for being like maddd uncomfortable around her like one time this thing happened...

Me: omg lol no seriously she's vile here's another wild example related to your anecdote....

Her: no way bestie she did that to me too. Just 0 to 100 in an instant I didnt even know what to do just being accused of every -ism under the sun

Me: yeah no that's just kind of how things go with her you cant get so much as an innocent Hello in without her immediately labeling it a hostile attack

Her: yas okay good riddance so what's the deal with this new girl she's her friend should I be concerned

Me: oh girl.......... so, no not really she's a sweetheart and also– thank god– fully employed. Absolutelyyy messy as hell tho so that's one of my biggest concerns. I think it would be best if you didn't add her to the lease no shade but she's really not a great fit since we're all older and chill and clean af

Her: ...and the rest of the concerns? Oh my god do you think [PG] will try to move back in if we decline her friend???

Me: no wayy she wants OUT out she's already got a new place lined up and her shit in boxes at the door waiting to be hauled off forever

Her: omg like. Far? Like is she moving far? Please tell me she's moving sooo far

Me: yes lmao dont even worry I dont know the exacts but it's nowhere even near here

Her: okay slayyyyy thank you for being dope as hell it's such a relief that this crazy person is gone so we can all just chilllll

Me: okay so about that

Her: ohhh no

Me: yes so you already know what we're dealing with. You know how she deemed me unworthy of being on speaking terms with her? I didn't mind that at all and really just kept tf to myself. Then suddenly she moves in this friend of hers and I just assumed this was done with some sort of approval from you, because that would be the normal thing to do.

Her: okay that's kind of wack, do you guys not like get a vote on these sorts of things

Me: I stayed out of it plus like I'm really not gonna start questioning her and risk putting myself in the line of fire and everyone is pretty much in that position as well

Her: omg no fr...

Me: so like I just kept to myself and my work without thinking about it... then I find out she was living here totally off the record when PG sent that email requesting that she be added to the lease. That's when the conversation opened up. And listen this new girl is super young super naive didnt realize that she was even doing anything wrong and then suddenly everyone's totally freaking out and realizing that this goes against the lease agreement and that if you find out, our ability to live here is jeopardized. She got us into hot water and then just... left us to deal with the consequences.

Her: she's still legally bound by the lease until it changes so if anything goes wrong she wont be escaping accountability no matter how many -isms she throws at me. I want this to work for all of us and we got this trust thang between us and I wouldn't evict you guys omg evictions are seriously sooo annoying and *most* of you have been great tenants especially (names everyone except for the unemployed ftm) they're all super chill and mature and we've had great conversations so yeah I'm just glad she's gone

Me: incredible yaas I love honesty. She has been actively impeding our ability to have a productive working relationship with you and each other it's so crazy

Her: literallyyyy😁🥂🔥yipeee

Me: yippee yaaaaay yay 😇☝️💯

Her: okay so my game plan is to interview the new girl irl like no zoom bs I really wanna read her vibes and decide if this is worth it... I'll give her a chance but if that doesn't work out... I mean... tee hee..... the yearly house inspection is coming up...

Me: ok that's so dope. She's gonna be moving upstairs once PG vacates so its gonna be pretty hard to hide the fact someone's right there even just doing a quick walk-through

Her: yeah so if things don't go well and I decide against putting her on the lease and they still don't admit to having her there then at least I can talk to them about it when the inspection happens and be chill about it and pretend like I totally had no idea. We can work something out as long as everything is good you know what I mean... okay if you need anything at all dont even hesitate to give me a call

Me: absolutely and if I have any updates I'll let you know ASAP, lmk if you need anything srsly I dont want to cause you any more stress like from what i understand you've had a stressful enough year

Her: yes good lord i have, thank you for being considerate..... seriously it's been hellish and this conversation has been such a relief

etc etc obviously the conversation was longer and more thorough but you get the gist. She's awesome. We hung up and I skipped my way to the grocery store

[izvmimi]

cw: minors dni!!! THIS IS A REPOST. deku interrupts you at work cuz he’s horny, also tbh this is radiologist!reader lmao, pseudo-domestic violence, car sex, questionable depiction of a medical professional. also i got inspired from a tiktok but i lost the tiktok so idk.

the high-pitched buzz of your phone vibrating on paper disrupts your focus, but to be quite honest, it’s a mental break you’ve needed after trying to figure out a case for the past twenty minutes. flipping it over, you can see a text from izuku on the screen, and you quickly unlock the phone.

i’ll be there in three minutes, can you slip away for a bit?

your eyes widen. it is a little past lunchtime, and as the thought crosses your mind your stomach growls. rising up quickly, you draft your report and call out to your attending who is glued to their own screen in the dark room that you’re taking lunch. she murmurs something in agreement under her breath.

it’s very bright outside in contrast to the reading room, but you make a quick way out to the driveway where patients are unloaded to see where izuku’s parked. he could probably walk (or jump) here but that attracts too much attention, so whenever he does surprise you at work, he shows up in the old SUV you refuse to give up despite the fact that he makes well enough money to upgrade you.

you grin as you see him, running up to the lowered passenger window. he grins as he sees you too - he didn’t work today, so he’s dressed down, although he looks upsettingly good in his simple white spandex t-shirt.

“what’d you bring me?” you say quickly, before even opening the door.

izuku raises his eyebrows.

“myself.” he’s still smiling but you frown and your stomach growls again.

“yourself?” you pout but then you get annoyed. he’s been home all day and you’re starving and he usually brings food if he can and thus food is all you can think of right now, even if you are always glad to see him.

“how long do you have?” he asks, tentatively as he starts the car but doesn’t drive off yet. “i missed you… and you’re coming home late again tonight…”

his hand rests on your knee and by the way he caresses it you can sort of tell already what he wants-

“not long enough if that’s what you’re thinking of,”  you pout. maybe you’re a little bit of a brat, but more childish anger wells up within you.

“you really didn’t bring any food?” you lament.

he chuckles, and drives off as you stare outside the window. it’s only when he makes a right turn off into the parking garage and not onto the main road that you start to wonder what’s going on.

“izuku?”

“indulge me a little bit?” he asks. the car continues to turn up and up and up until you’re basically on the rooftop. blood is starting to rush to your temples.

you turn to him, irritated this time.

“i’m not going to fuck you on my lunch break????”

he laughs then gives you a glance out of the corner of his eye.

“you’re absolutely sure you’re not?”

“izuku!”

“okay how about i do the fucking?” he jokes.

your heart is racing.

“i’m going to punch you and get out of this car if you keep messing with me like this,” your voice is sharp and shrill, and he laughs even harder.

“you’re so cute when you’re upset,” he teases. car now parked in the furthest corner, but uncovered so that it’s bright and the view of the city is the highest from your vantage point, he stops the vehicle and turns to you, pointing to his cheek.

“do it, baby. punch right here, as hard as you can.”

you grimace.

“i’ll do it for real.”

his green eyes gleam and he leans in. “go ahead. i’m giving you permission, sweetheart.”

it’s a small space, but your arm does find a way to draw back and you threaten it. he grins even wider now.

“if you punch me i’ll buy you dinner for real. we’ll have a feast, actually, whatever you want, okay? i dropped the ball. i am a terrible boyfriend, right? i deserve it.”

you hate when he starts like this because he will keep on egging you on, so reluctantly you draw back further and punch him in the face.

he barely moves from the impact and pouts.

“could be better,” he sighs. he takes your wrist before you can draw it back; it really wasn’t a hard punch, but you wanted him to shut up and now your hand stings a little. he can tell with the wince in your face, and kisses your wrist, eyes still focused on you.

your face warms. the close contact always does to you; he knows you too well.

“s-should we really?” you think out loud as he inches closer. he leans back for a moment and watches you carefully. he’s done bothering you at this point you can tell from the suddenly slightly more pensive look in your eyes.

“okay, you’re right that i missed you and didn’t think, just got in the car, so i’m sorry about that,” he murmurs. biting his lip, he rubs your hand in his lap.

a few moments pass, and you give in. you sigh and kiss him on the cheek.

“i missed you, too.”

you ponder for a moment long, and then kiss him on the lips.

who cares if it’s midday and you’re on the clock?

izuku knows what you’re thinking the moment your lips meet his, and his tongue is in your mouth instantly. in a practiced and thus fluid motion, he pulls the seat back while pulling you on top of him as you climb over the car console. your mouths connect and disconnect and his hand unravels your scrub top tucked into your pants and moves upwards to cup a breast. the kiss deepens and you moan into his mouth as his fingers toy with a pebbled nipple. your bodies start to rock together, and you forget that there’s a medical mystery you haven’t yet solved and you’re hungry and tired and still have 8 hours of work left, but regardless, you let yourself sink into your pro hero partner’s arms. he kisses your face and your neck, sucking gently down to the space between your breasts. you raise your hips, and the hard cock that’s been poking between your legs as you straddle him makes an appearance.

will you have time to clean up afterwards?

either way, you sink down onto his cock and soon your car is moving violently as izuku thrusts up and down and up and down and you throw it right back at him.

you can hear him moan as his fingers tighten around your hips but you’re still much, much louder. the sun is beating down and there’s even more heat in the car as you become sweatier through loosened clothing. izuku fills your appetite in another way, you have to admit.

always.

—

“did you change your scrubs?” your attending asks as you rush back to your desk nearly an hour later.

you stumble a bit as you barrel past, and thank the heavens that reading rooms are always dark.

“yeah, i spilled some soup so went to the call room and changed.”

“oh, that sucks. hey, i took over that draft for you. good job on that case, you were on the right track.”

“ah, yes.”

your stomach is still growling, but you have excellent dinner plans to look forward to at 8.

and maybe you’ll be fed again, a different way.

[shysublimecoffee]

I ain't gonna act like what original Luo Binghe went through under Shen jiu wasn't horrible because it was but like shit I feel like original Luo Binghe was obsessed with the OG tbh because that level of torture is heinous. I don't get how some be like Shen jiu got what's coming like yeah what he did was bad but shit he didn't deserve to the extent of torture that he suffered under and did especially after learning some things were debunked. Like if it were an eye for an eye thing sure but nah he went over to the point my man just became a human stick. Everyone in PIDIW weren't good people they were bad it's just my guy had that strong villain halo on him going strong.

Shen jiu wasn't a good person he was a kid when a man QJL cruelty permanently altered his life and worked under someone called Wu yanzi under a promise to get stronger only for that to result for SJ to become a willing accomplice to his crimes and took advantage of him and encouraged him for violence and murder. That whole debacle of him going to the brothel to sleep around and being a lecher is just one big fat lie.  I think NYY reminded him quite a bit of Qiu Haitang, who he obviously cared for a great deal it's so fucking sad that every good deed he does like trying to save Liu qingge just backfires and were only further used to condemn him.

What's even sadder is that he climbed the cultivation ladder to peak lord status, only for someone to hijack his body at the pinnacle of his achievements. And the cherry on top? Nobody cares about his past memories on how to get them back . It's a combo of fears – rising to glory only to have it snatched away, and the deafening silence around his struggles. We don't really know what happen to him in the end sadly.

Luo Binghe's actions were not just bad; they were significantly worse especially his treatment of women. I'm not gonna ignore the fact that in PIDIW i'm sure he developed a fucked up mentality when it comes to consent because he virtually lives in a sex-pollen world where that must seem so normalized to him being a stallion protagonist and how much sex sceniories and dub-con is enforced with him in it.

I personally think Bing-mei retains the manipulative traits of OG Bingge, with the key distinction that Bingge manifests when feeling wronged and unloved, yet their underlying morals remain quite similar. Despite the potential backlash, I've always pondered why the revelation never occurred in SVSS, possibly tied to the imperative concealment of Shen Yuan's identity. It's intriguing that Bingge receives validation; NYY was always kind to him. However, Shen Jiu's approval holds greater significance. Bingge's fixation on Shen Yuan to me was always essentially an obsession with Shen Jiu.

The absence of a reveal leaves me with a bunch of questions. If there were one, everything would click into place, and we'd be confident that Luo Binghe fell for Shen Yuan, the individual. However, since that revelation is MIA, it does open the door to the possibility that his affection might hinge on the the false identity of the transmigrator not being revealed . The ambiguity introduces an element of fascination – is it genuine affection, or is Shen Yuan's need to keep his transmigrator identity under wraps from Luo Binghe, purportedly for the world's survival, a dubious twist in the tale?

[wetfungi]

Pre-op trans man gets fucked by boss. Focuses more on the build up to fucking and not really the fucking tbh. Trans guy is 20, boss is like 35-40. All genital and terms for body parts are used. No feminization. //

~

Want my boss to pull me into his office for some work shit and see him get a boner from just talking to me. I wanna see him get embarrassed and try his hardest to keep talking while I just listen. Have him stumble over his words while I nod and sit there.

I wanna hear him lock his door while he let's me out. I wanna go about my day like nothing happened cause.. honestly I don't know if what I saw was true.. did my boss really just get horny from talking to me? I wonder if he thinks I didn't see it.

I start to notice I have a lot more shifts with him. He says hi to me a lot more too. Somehow we run into each other a lot more. I'm really intrigued at this point. I purposely search for him to let him know when I plan on taking my breaks and he always starts a conversation when I tell him. He always tells me to have a good break after we've talked for as long as my break should be. It's like he's trying to interact with me as often as possible.

He asks me to stay later one day and offers to drive me home after for the inconvenience. Before we leave the parking lot, he brings up the thing I never thought we'd talk about..

"So.. I think you may have noticed something different at work. You've seen me a lot more huh?" He laughs.

"I just- I want to apologize. I want to say sorry for the time I called you in my office and I- there was a situation. I want to be professional about this. I thought that scheduling you with myself more and trying to talk to you more would get us to a level where it wouldn't be weird, but-"

He turns away from me.

"I'm going to stop scheduling you when I work because.."

I interrupt with "it's okay! Yah know I get things just happen. It's not a big deal. I didn't tell anyone. It's not weird! It's normal. Really we don't have to talk about-"

"I take my job very seriously but everytime I see you, I imagine that day and start to wish I didn't meet you."

I just sit there stunned. "Oh, um.. yeah I- okay"

"I wish I didn't meet you because then I wouldn't have ever gotten the urge to bend you over my desk and fuck you. If I never met you, I wouldn't have to deal with this fight in my head if I should risk it. Should I risk it? You can tell me. Look, I have an uber pulled up right now, I can get you a ride home, no questions asked, no problems. But if you tell me I should risk it... I'll drive you out of this parking lot, I'll drive you home, but that won't be it. So please. Just tell me you understand what I'm saying and let me know."

I don't even know what to say.

"I'm sorry, I can be softer." He looks at me now. "Do you want me to drive you home or would you rather me get you an uber? Either is definitely okay"

I ask him to drive me home.

He smiles and nods. He drives out of the parking lot and starts heading to a hotel. He parks and hands me a keycard and tells me the number to his room. I head to his room while he waits a moment. I just sit on the bed scrolling on my phone and after about 5 minutes, the door opens. He sets his stuff on the dresser, takes off his shoes, untucks his shirt and stands in front of me to take off his belt. I'm staring up at him with doe eyes at this point. I can't believe he's going to fuck me.

"I need you to promise you'll tell me to stop if you want me to stop. I only wanna fuck you if you want this too. Do you wanna continue?"

I nod and say "yes boss" because I think it's funny.

He smiles. "How about 'yes sir' and you'll be my good boy hmm?"

"Yes sir"

"Good boy"

And it starts. He unbuttons his pants. He takes off our shirts. He takes off my binder. He takes off his boxers. His dick is hard in front of my face. I open my mouth and he puts it in. I start sucking him while he plays with my hair, holding my head at all times.

"Be a good boy, lay face down okay?"

I don't even say anything I just eagerly lay back and flip over.

"You have to arch your back, ass up, I need to take off your-"

I move so quick so he sees how desperate I am for him. He gets me completely naked and pushes my ass back onto the bed. He mounts me and I feel bliss like never before. His cock fills me up perfectly. I love the feeling of his thrusts and his cock pumping in and out of me. The way he holds onto my waist and humps into me. The way he encourages me to touch myself while he fucks me. I've never felt this way before.

He flips me over and starts making out with me while his dick is just rubbing against my clit.

We fuck for hours. He cums inside me. We spit into each others mouths. I cum on his cock.

The night ends with him ordering room service and us making plans to fuck again. We talk about kinks and I feel like we've been doing this for years. Like I just feel so good after everything.

I can't wait for the time my boss fucks me again.

[fastcardotmp3]

twirling my hair around my finger, heyyyyyy. so how can i bribe you into sharing all the thought and comments you say you have about meta?

i don't really have any specific questions because ideally i'd want to open up your brain like a book and browse through absolutely everything, so i'm not sure where i should 'aim' so to speak?

is there smg in particular you'd like to share about? an area you want to expand on, because there's more than that's on the page that you'd like to explicitly discuss or just because it's your favorite to talk about?

i'm chin hands, and would be thrilled at every crumb you felt like sending our way queen

oh my GOD the can of worms here you don't know what you're doing I want to talk about METAMORPHOSES all the time always 😭

it's the fic I'm proudest for having said exactly what I wanted it to say without going on tangents the way my other longfic did and it's the fic I'm proudest for having completed both at all and the way I did narratively and I just!!

thanks for humoring me I know my rambling about this fic can get longwinded and annoying but it means the world to get to ramble at all tbh I am also twirling my hair kicking my feet etc super grateful for you, anon 💚💚💚

I've been sitting with this ask all day thinking about what little thing I could go on a self-indulgence about, but instead I just keep adding to the list of topics and giving you nothing so! if you would be so patient as to indulge me, a list in no particular order of things I worked hard on in the writing of that story:

(under the cut because, surprise surprise, I got longwinded again)

a motorcycle as a symbol of independence, meaning it's the thing that carries him to acts of joy but also acts of self-destruction, but also ultimately being something he gets to keep in the long run because relearning he does not have to earn independence and freedom by being good is kind of his whole deal during his healing process. he's human and he's allowed to fuck up and that doesn't mean he gets stripped of the right to potentially fuck up again in the future!

ourboros and cycles and the destruction/recreation-isms of recovery in the way Eddie has to rebuild all but from scratch post-Kas, and that when he relapses and falters the cycle starts over, only this time "from scratch" has a slightly stronger foundation

El. Just El in general and the reasons what she does in this fic is the most in-character thing I've ever written for her I LOVE HER SO MUCH AND I LOVED WRITING HER IN THIS FIC

the collective theme of our young adults as people who don't "turn out" the way they're expected to, who end up following paths that make sense entirely even if they don't look like they do on the surface, particularly for both Steve and Nancy who shirk careers that everyone on the outside perceives as being perfect for them in favor of ones that feel right, even accomplish the same things but in a way that's more natural to them (and also the way this aligns with Eddie's own journey of not being what he looks like on the surface)

MEDUSA. just. yeah. seeing being seen the danger in both the necessity of both the difference between a gift and punishment and so on and so forth

control over one's own physical appearance as grappling with control over literally anything else for both Eddie and El, and the ways they both go from that as a desperate sort of coping mechanism to a calmer and more joyful one

honestly just the formatting of the openings to each chapter and whose voices get bolded versus italicized (specifically later on in the fic) and why because it does change and it is on purpose fjadskl

Steve's pov of when Eddie runs away!!! I almost wrote a whole chapter of this but knew it would fuck up the pacing too much so I held myself back, but I think about his utter panic all the time when he realizes that Eddie is just gone and the last thing Steve did was say something bitchy and slam the door on his way out

Nancy and Eddie's dance lessons as a goofy bit of light-heartedness but also so much more than that

AND I'M GONNA STOP SORRY BUT YOU OPENED THE FLOOD GATES AND I CARE ABOUT THIS UNIVERSE TOO MUCH HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AND THANK YOU DEARLY FOR ASKING I OWE YOU MY LIFE 💚🐍

[storiesofsvu]

Alright, happy Thursday hoes, lets get to this.

Mothership first

Okay… interesting open…

Omg…how many times are they gonna use the trope of “don’t touch that!” “who the hell are you?” surprise it’s the new laywer…

Not surprised its another old white dude, but at least he’s not as old as mccoy

Okay seriously…. If they get rid of Samantha I will not be watching this show anymore..

I wonder if they’re going to bring this staff change up on svu too considering this guy is also now carisi’s boss… but the writers seem to have forgotten that these shows all exist together until they want to do a crossover.

If this was svu the ada would be storming into the squad room yelling at the detectives for making a mistake that’s gonna cost them their case. Why don’t we get to see that on mothership? I want more crossing over between departments, cops never show up in the gallery either, just to testify if they’re needed.

Oooo yesss that maroon suit. I see you ma’am!

Man they’re just right fucked with this case aren’t they?

This defence attorney is super crusty

How come these videos are coming up NOW and not before things went to trial??

This judges office is barba’s office. They really only have so many sets, hey? (also the continuity of that office on this show/universe drives me fucking insane).

My subtitles keep cutting in and out and that is also driving me insane

Toronto time.

Will I pay attention? Likely no

JESUS FUCK talk about a cold fucking opening wow.

Big surprise I stopped paying attention halfway through the ep. Like, it’s fully muted right now and I’m working on writing LOL

SVU time

BRUH is this maria stuff ive been seeing all over twitter legit?! I thought people were fucking clowning LOL

Olivia in uniform just fucking makes me so fucking weak every single time

Clearly the other captain hasn’t been in the field a lot if that was her immediate reaction to that crime scene

Okay… hear me out… olivia literally saved maria’s life and stayed on the phone with her ALL night. We all know she has a habit of taking in strays… there’s no doubt maria became a cop because of liv… maria would have reached out TO HER about her graduation, not the other way around…

Velasco getting actual screen time finally. I do have to say, im back on my Velasco bullshit…

LOL. I know it was unintentional but the harshness of velasco’s knock on the door killed me.

4 hours of law and order is too much. Im getting bored and this is the show I actually like. I think imma start skipping Toronto cause mothership does hit some days

If this girl has a good enough lawyer she could easily get off on an insanity type plea… tbh this episode would’ve been way better on criminal minds. That would’ve been bad ass.

This episode is almost over and we got absolutely NO closure on the maria thing AND we didn’t get to go to court. Im OVER this fucking show man lol

Liv being back in her bac nail polish era is bomb though

Fin doesn’t strike me as a scotch guy… this is weird..

Okay… liv is really not okay. Like this girl needs support, she needs proper and regular therapy, she needs a break from work. Go home and spend time with your son instead of drinking cheap wine alone in a bar? Also while we’re talking about drinking alone after work being all sad, can we touch on the fact that her mother was an alcoholic, and that was what *killed* her… this is incredibly worrisome and I doubt we’re ever going to touch on it/get it fleshed out like we should…

Okay we at least got some maria closure. Thank you.

OC time!

Jet *attempting* to control stabler, woof. At least someone’s trying loooll

This bitch is so dead

Part of me feels like its bullshit that se wouldn’t know any of this about her own brother, but also I never talk to my family so…. LOL.

Fuck he’s creepy as shit

There is NO WAY THAT TINY MAN IS THE SAME SIZE AS ELLIOT

The fact that it took THIS long for someone higher up to question his anger/trauma/etc affecting his job is wild.

THE BARTENDER IN ME IS FUCKING DYING. I had a PHYSICAL reaction to that conversation.

“you’ve never had a long island ice tea?!” “I don’t like ice tea it’s too bleh” guy promptly orders two to prove that theyre good? THERE IS NO ICED TEA IN LONG ISLANDS

Cragen’s really just gonna be in the last second of this episode isn’t he?

Everyone: proper ear pieces

Jet: nah. Air pod.

I really thought that stabler was gonna be missing for a like, a good chunk of time with no one knowing.

OHHHH right! The foil he found in the bathroom garbage and immediately licked… right… I forgot about that. Now the question is who it belongs to…..

[tescraft]

Hey I’ve heard from someone that the daedra don’t really care about humanity and can be dangerous to work with? What’s it like in your case I really like hermaeus Mora but uh I’d be scared to approach because of this caution

Well, I don't have any experience with Hermaeus Mora personally. But I have worked with a few of the Princes (specifically Azura and Clavicus Vile, as well as honoring Sanguine, and I did an "open invitation" thing once that Someone took me up on... I don't know for sure, but I suspect it was Clavicus Vile then, too).

All my experiences have been fairly good. I made a deal with CV, and although He hasn't held up His end (nor do I expect Him to, being as it breaks the laws of physics), He's stopped poking at me about making deals, so that's a plus, cuz TBH He was getting kind of annoying about it.

Azura has been incredibly loving and supportive with me, and having Her in my life and my spiritual practice has been wonderful. (Although I've had to be careful about who I talk to about it, cuz one person offended Her and I kinda had to be like "plz don't curse my neighbor, she doesn't know any better.")

Actually my worst experience wasn't with one of the Princes, it was with Dibella. I'd made a deal with Her on behalf of a friend, promising to give Her an offering when I got home (I was visiting family at the time), and She held up Her end of the deal, but I ended up extending my trip by a month and for a couple weeks after that, until I realized what was going on, I started seeing stuff moving around outside the door (dark shadows, white mists) and it was super freaky. Once I realized it was Dibella being upset that I'd "broken" our agreement, I sat down and was like "I am still going to give You an offering, it's just going to be later than expected, please be patient" and I stopped seeing weird shit and it was all good. I gave Her the offering when I got home and haven't had a problem since. (I suspect that something similar -- or worse -- would've happened if it had been one of the Princes in that situation.)

I think when it comes to any of the Princes, you need to really understand who They are, as best you can. Dive into the lore, pay attention to what They approve and disapprove of, and don't do the shit They don't like. (Like, for example, while I like Meridia, I would never work with Her, or even set up a shrine to Her, because my apartment is haunted and I rather like the ghost. Meridia would make me get rid of him, and I don't want to do that, so I don't work with Her.)

Do keep in mind that yes, They can actually fuck you up. The open invitation I mentioned above? That resulted in the people it was directed toward going from being millionaires to being bankrupt. (Which is why I think it was Clavicus, that seems like something He'd do, esp since the people in question were very concerned with having money.)

But even so, just keep in mind that the Princes are actual beings, with likes and dislikes and moods. Treat Them the way you'd treat any other being more powerful/differently powerful than you, again keeping in mind Their individual preferences, and you should be okay. Respect goes a very long way, but respect also looks different to different Princes.

It would also be a good idea to work on communicating with Them before you actually start working with Them. If you have a godphone (ability to feel/hear deities), if you do divination, even having someone else do divination for you, all of that can be useful in figuring out how to approach your Prince of choice, and how to do it in the safest manner for yourself.

In the games, people don't really get to have boundaries from the deities, but this isn't Mundus, you are more powerful than you would be if you lived there. Boundaries are healthy, even with the Princes (although some will be better with them than others), and if you're uncomfortable, or your Prince pushes too far, you can disengage. It might take some time, some cleansing, and some wards, but it can be done.

So by all means, be cautious. You want to protect yourself. But don't be afraid. Nothing is set in stone unless and until you make a pact or deal that sets it in stone. (And if you do, you'd best be absolutely sure that's what you want to do, do not jump into something like that until, I'd say, you've been working with the Prince for years.)

And just to reiterate the point, the biggest, more important thing you can do, is understand the Princes as best you can. Game lore is your absolute best friend, that will give you the best idea of what each Prince wants, and what the risks are.

[vidiaofthewind]

Playing Cops & Robbers {Vidia & Voyd feat MAFIA}

The BM is broken into.

Previous Reading:

#Arc: Crown Heist

@into-the-voyd

When: May 31

KAREN:

Tonight ought to be a blast. 

It’d been a while since Karen had gone on a true team mission since Bill had reassigned them to Swynlake Recruitment Duty (™). Which, don’t get ‘em wrong now, Karen liked being home alright. But they had missed their MAFIA fam even more– missed the rush that came from a little chaos in the name of justice. But they’d brought the Fairy Crown scandal to Bill, and Bill agreed– they had to right that wrong. Teach the world a lesson while they did. Make the world know– the MAFIA were watching. 

And so they were all set to meet their BM break-in team out in the empty fields of Besydus. Karen fetched their pals first, then went to get Vidia. After a few introductions, a couple of notes, Karen would open the door to the BM.

Then the fun would begin.

And so here was what Vidia saw when she stepped through the portal: 

Gazerbeam, scarlet mask on, the thin visor wrapped around his eyes. 

Brick– massive massive lady, full mask and heavy steel elbow pads and kneepads. 

And the Underminer!! He was a short, rotund man, who was completely blind but could sense and create tremors through the ground. He also wore a mask, plus armor, but his feet were bare and dug into the ground. 

“Hey guys! Vidia, I want you to meet my friends, who won’t be telling you their first names today, no offense. But–friends! Meet Vidia!” 

“We’ve heard so much about you!” gushed Brick. “Karen says you’re fucking awesome! You can call me Brick. I can turn my body to stone!” 

“She’s the muscle,” said Karen. “Good for punching through walls.” 

VIDIA

Vidia was nervous. Her hands were shoved into her hoodie pressed tightly against the fabric to keep herself held together. She never trusted people that weren’t fairies like this. These people could abandon her, throw her to the wolves and then what would she do?

She had to give them everything and be willing to give them everything. 

It was terrifying.

And the people with their masks and hidden identities was even more so. Just how used to this were they.

Brick was really trying to get rid of that fear as she gushed and Vidia offered a smile. “Hi, Will we need to punch through walls?” Vidia questioned tilting her head slightly. “Not that I’m against it but I guess I just don’t know what to expect?”

KAREN:

“Hopefully not– that’s why we brought the Underminer. He’ll go under, try to get into the storage room that way. We don’t have a full picture of what the BM’s security looks like, really. So we got to be prepared! Don’t worry too much about it, it’s gonna be easy! And fun,” Karen grinned, and then unzipped their own hoodie, revealing their Voyd outfit.

They pulled up their mask, covering their face. Meanwhile, Gazerbeam offered a simple cloth one to Vidia.

“Here you are,” he said in his posh English accent. “We’ve got a friend who's gonna disable security cameras, but you can never be too careful.” 

“It’s fun yeah?” said Karen from behind their mask. “Like playing cops and robbers as kids!” 

VIDIA

Masks, Vidia didn’t know what she was walking into but they were more prepared than she had been. Taking the cloth one she fastened it around her head looking at the makeshift team to make sure it was covering as much as it needed to.

“On a much bigger scale. I also think I missed out on that game as a child.” Vidia teased to get the nerves off her chest. This was going to be fine. She couldn’t back down now. All the fairies that had thought she had been brave before. She just needed to be brave again.

KAREN: 

Karen had half-expected Vidia to back out at this point, tbh. Meeting a few MAFIA members could be intimidating. They saw a flash of uncertainty on Vidia’s face too, but she took the mask anyway.

Still, Karen wanted to make sure Vidia really, truly wanted to do this. The MAFIA didn’t force anyone to do anything. And as long as they weren’t in the middle of the mission– then Karen was just Karen. There was still time to back out. 

“Hey– it’s chill if you want to wait here, by the way,” said Karen. “I get that this is a bigger scale. So no hate if you aren’t up for it. There’s no peer pressure from us.” 

VIDIA

There was no peer pressure, but Karen and the others didn’t need to. Not when Vidia had all her own pressures lined up in her own mind. She had started this and the idea someone else would end it was terrible. 

She wanted to finish this up. She wanted to hold the crown, she wanted to shatter the glass that held it.

She didn’t want to be left out of this.

“No. I want to be part of this. No offense but a fairy deserves to be part of this.” Not that Vidia could show off her wings and get caught. But she deserved this.

KAREN:

“Couldn’t have said it better myself,” said Gazerbeam, in a voice that Karen knew held a smile. He glanced Karen’s way and Karen smirked behind their mask. Vidia would be their first ever recruit– how fuzzy and warm and nice it felt to be getting a senior member’s pre-approval!

“Yeah, I agree,” said Karen. “So how about it? Go team on three and then I’ll slip us into the bathroom on the second floor?” 

“Hell yeah!” boomed Brick.

They shuffled forward, putting their hands together. Karen nudged their hip against Vidia’s when Vidia joined them. “See?” they murmured. “Not alone.”

And then a resounding: “One, two, three… GO TEAM!” 

As their hands arced toward the sky, the portal opened up and swallowed them whole.

Blink, and then they were in the darkened bathroom of the BM. Karen wasn’t Karen anymore.They were something else. Something dangerous.

“Right– everyone follow me, I’ll take out the cams as we go.” His visor turned on, glowing an ominous red as he powered it up. 

“C’mon!” Karen said. They grabbed Vidia by the hand, giving it a squeeze. 

 As soon as they exited the bathroom, Gazerbeam’s lasers got to work. Pew pew pew! One cam in the corner sparked and died. Then the next and the next. They navigated as one troop, seamless and perfunctory…for now.

Karen wanted the crown. Then the fun could begin. 

VIDIA

It felt good to be right about this, it felt good to be seen and be right and be trusted to do this. 

She wasn’t alone.

One more deep breath to try and calm her racing heart Vidia nodded, stepping through the portal and then  into the museum. Vidia had thought she was ready but the ease in which Gazerbeam moved blowing up each camera Vidia was for once in her life slow to react. 

Amazed by everything.

But it quickly dissipated the crown was the focus and the only thing she wanted. She wasn’t here to be impressed even as everyone moved like a unit, taking out cameras until they got to the place Karen and her had been standing infront of just days ago.

“Can I smash it? Or do we have to be more careful?”

VOYD: 

“Can I smash it?” 

Now wasn’t that music to Voyd’s ears? Behind their mask, Voyd smirked and glanced toward their partners-in-crime. The smashing part was supposed to come later but seeing that spark in Vidia’s eyes– why put it out? 

“It’s up to you. Soon as we get the crown, we’re gonna bust up this place anyway. But it’ll definitely trigger a call to their security if you do,” said Voyd. 

“Aw, who cares! I can stay back and hold ‘em off!” Brick said with a hearty chuckle. “Let the girl have fun!” 

VIDIA

This time it was on purpose, it wasn’t pent up rage that had no where to go, unchecked fear and anxiety that begged to be let out.

It was still rage, but it was support, blooming and blossoming infront of the new group of people.

Even if Vidia hadn’t thought they were going to smash up this place (since when was that the plan?) did it really matter when they cared about her, when this entire place was a giant fuck you to communities and magicks.

So if they were going to bust it up anyway and Brick would hold them off.

Vidia smashed through it.

Picking up the crown with a grin, this time it didn’t crumble under her fingertips and although the alarms blared just the same she wasn’t alone.

VOYD: 

Everything turned red. Ah– the colour of fun! 

Voyd let out a laugh as all around them the BM’s security kicked in, windows shuttering and alarms blaring. Perhaps the best thing to do now was vanish into thin air, their particular specialty. But there was no real danger here. Fun had just begun! 

“Hell YEAH!” boomed Brick and they bunched another glass case. 

“Let’s show ‘em what we’re made of!” Voyd said gleefully. They pulled up a void and Brick tossed some fairy jewelry into it, disappearing it off into the great yonder.

Meanwhile, Gazerbeam had flipped on their lasers and was sketching fast and dirty in the wall– 

MAFIA WAS HERE. 

VIDIA

Everything lit up, everyone was jumping into action quicker than Vidia could guess, quicker than she could process and that was saying a lot.

She spun around as the others jumped into action. But she wouldn’t be left behind. They had helped her and while she didn’t quite understand what MAFIA was or how she had gotten involved she would help them. Tossing the crown into the void with a gentle breeze so it landed gently wherever Karen had dictated she smashed another case considering the fairy gown.

Too beautiful. Too majestic to keep trapped here and tossed that into the void too.

VOYD: 

Shouts erupted down the hall. Ah, thought Voyd, the bloody calvary had arrived. 

“Time to make a mess!” said Underminer with a delightful snicker. And then he broke through the hard floor of the museum, tunneling toward the approaching security guards. 

When they arrived, they pulled their guns. “FREEZE!” 

Gazerbeam sliced their guns in half with his laser. 

“No, you freeze!” Voyd hooted. The Security guards marveled at their destroyed weapons. One fumbled to pull out his taser, while another radioed for back-up. 

Voyd just grabbed Vidia’s hand. “C’mon, let’s pop down to the Mermaid section!” They vanished into another void, taking Vidia with them so they could continue their destruction. 

VIDIA

And she was in another part of the museum. 

For another marginalized magick. 

Ones that couldn’t fight back at all. Vidia could feel it in their bones. Their anger at no being able to claim what was theirs. At least Vidia could be loud and proud. Mermaids couldn’t.

She only looked over at Karen once for confirmation before she went for it again, Grabbing the artifacts and breaking the cages that held them. This was for everyone that couldn’t.

VOYD: 

“That’s the spirit! Let’s take whatever we can!” 

Voyd broke another glass case, once again summoning a glimmering blue pocket of time-space to dump in rare mermish pottery– a comb– weaponry. They once again stopped only when they heard approaching footsteps. 

More police.

They zwwped! into a void, popping out at the door before the police got there, then summoned a void that swallowed the men who entered.

The next second, the men reappeared at the ceiling. They yelped and fell, careening down before Voyd caught them in another void, dumping them into the streets of London.

They giggled. “Never gets old! Okay– shit, lemme check on the others! BRB!” 

Voyd whizzed off. Two seconds passed, and they popped their head through a void. “You still good here?! 

VIDIA

Karen left and for a second Vidia feared she would be left, left to bare the brunt of this.

BUt the next second Karen was back and Vidia nodded. She was good, she trusted them. “Yeah I’m good.” Laughing she pushed down the pedestal she was beside.

“Should we get out of here?”

VOYD: 

“Oh! Right, yes, lemme just–” 

Voyd bounced back into the mermaid section, grasped Vidia’s hand and then summoned another void all around them. The world glimmered in blissful teal blue, before the rest of it rushed back in– the smell of grass and wood, the sound of crickets, the tickle of the wind.

They were in Enchantra.

Voyd stepped away from Vidia. “Okay! I’m gonna pop back, do some more damage and make sure everyone else gets out okay. But don’t worry– this time tomorrow, the crown will be back. You were awesome tonight!” Voyd enthused, grasping Vidia by both shoulders. 

VIDIA

Vidia was home, except it didn’t feel like home. Pulling off the mask she leaned back into the space, into the wind and air. Her feet touching the grass even with shoes it felt good. Just not perfect.. It didn’t feel finish, the crown wasn’t in her hands but it was in the hands of people she trusted.

It was jarring to be here and know she felt safer with Karen than she did in the forest. Maybe Tink would continue to put her up. It didn’t feel right to go home just yet.

“Yeah. Be safe, same with everyone else. I’ll see you later?”

VOYD: 

Voyd would have winked but– mask. Sort of lost the effect.

So instead, they flashed two thumbs up. “You bet. We’ll talk. What you saw tonight– it’s just the beginning, if you want it to be.”

And then a new portal opened, swirling prettily. Voyd stepped into it, and they were gone.

[cracked-out-rock]

Jasper x depressed Human reader

Tbh I wrote this just to comfort myself it's almost 1:00am lol kill me /hj

Tw: sh mentions, Ed mentions, smoking,

You felt tired, really really fucking tired. Your entire body felt soar as fuck. You felt like you couldn't move... So you didn't. You just stayed there, on your couch, under a blanket as some weird as show Played in the background. You felt like you couldn't focus.

You just layed there, you looked to your phone and debated if you should call someone, but decided against it. I mean they all have there own stuff to bother with, plus it's not like they would actually pick up anyway.

Your brain brought back some memories, not happy ones. Specifically last week when you were hyperventilating at 1:00am, you couldn't even cry no matter how much you wanted too, you kept dragging the box cutter across your shoulder, not cutting yourself but just keeping the blade there.

You almost completely trashed 3 months. I mean it's not like anyone really knew about your habits, none of them knew that you used to hurt yourself, we'll technically you still do hurt yourself. But not with cutting anymore.

No you didn't do that anymore, no matter how persistent that "itch" became. No now you only smoked, which made you caugh a lot and made it difficult it walk and run long distances because you can never get enough air.

Now you simply don't have anything but a cracker for a week, and that simply just made you clumsy and tired, and also made you pass out while walking to the bathroom but that doesn't matter.

Now you simply punch your wall and bang rocks against your arm and hand. Your knuckles and arm have small dark purple bruises on them but it's fine. It's not self harm. Your still 3 months clean.

Okay no, stop lying to yourself. You aren't 3 months clean from self harm. No just from cutting. Stop lying.

You blinked, attempting to shake your head from your thoughts, you we're starving, your body felt so weak, your mouth felt dry and everything hurt.

You just curled up more into a ball on your couch, which has just become your impromptu bed for now.

Suddenly, your front door slammed open, we're you gonna die? Are you getting robbed? Are you gonna get shot a die. Good. Make it fucking fast jerk off.

"Oi y/n, what the fuck." Jasper said as She eyed your cocoon of blankets and sadness.

You let out a grumble in response as you buried your self under the covers more and more. You didn't want to do anything.

Heavy footsteps coming over to you, and a large hand moving away the blankets, you tried to pull them back but Jasper wouldn't let you.

"Leave me aloneeeeeee" you mumbled out as Jasper looked at you more, her eyes questioning but also a bit concerned.

"Y/n, no one has seen you in fucking weeks. People are getting fucking worried." she said as she stood in front of you.

"Oh cmon I'm fine just let me be-" you we're going to politely tell her to fuck off but she picked you up, she didn't even need both hands, just one.

Here you were, in her hand, she held you for a second before speaking.

"You feel oddly light. Humans arent supposed to feel that light." Jasper said as her voice darkend slightly.

"Jasp I'm fine really-" she cut you off again with rolling up your sleeve, there were your scars, to be put on display for everyone, but also the Skinnieness of your arm. It was fucking concerning.

Jasper sighed before setting you back on the couch, "don't fucking move, just... Wait here okay?" she said as she stalked off to the kitchen.

And so you waited. And as you waited your thoughts began to drift.

While Jasper was normally angry chaos, you and her had a specific dynamic. She would always be a bit more calm and caring around you for whatever reason, and you didn't feel pressured to be the chaotic fool who makes a fool of themselves for other people's happiness. If was a mutual understanding between the two of you.

Jasper came out with a plate, it had a sandwich on it, she placed it in front of you. "Eat it". She said simply. Jeez if only it was that easy.

You stared at the plate in front of you. While he's you we're hungry enough to the point it hurt you just couldn't bring yourself to eat it.

"Jasper... I cant.. -" you said softly hoping she wouldn't be angry at you.

Jasper sighed before turning your head to look at he before she spoke again. "Y/n I know that it's hard but I'm not stupid, humans aren't supposed to be that skinny, and you need food so you can be strong. Please."

So, with the gentle encouragement from jasper you picked up the sandwich in front of you and took a bite. You wanted to vomit it up already.

After about 45 minutes you finally finished it, and you were fucking sobbing hysterically. Jasper held you in her arms, constantly saying the words 'I'm sorry' over and over again. And jasper stayed there comforting you, and holding you.

An hour passed now, and you were finally a bit more calm. You were breathing now and you were still in Jasper's lap but neither of you minded.

Jasper hugged you closer to her body, being careful not to accidentally hurt you. "So..."

"So..." you said in response, neither of you were really sure how to continue this conversation, but one of you had too.

You decided it was going to be you, so you told jasper everything, you told her you fears, you told her your problems, you told her what has been crawling through your head.

And she stayed there, listening to every word. By the time you we're done talking she and you were wrapped in blankets and cuddled into each other on your bed.

She ran her fingers through your hair before speaking again.

"Listen, i know shit is hard for you right now, but itll get better. Everything will. No matter how hard shit is it can always get better. So you just need to keep trying, no matter what. I promise" she said as she pulled your body closer to hers.

You smiled and kisses her gem, a small gesture you did to show intamanicy.

"Thanks jasp."

"No problem hun"

And soon you drifted off to sleep as she kept you cradled and hugged in her arms, safe and loved.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 306: the beginning of the WHAT

Previously on BnHA: Nana and the Gang were all, “hey Deku, we can read your thoughts and feelings so we should already know the answer to this, but for some reason we want to quiz you on whether or not you’d be down to kill Shigaraki Tomura.” Deku was all, “um okay, well tbh, probably not seeing as Saving People has been my entire thing since literally the start of the series.” The Vestiges were all, “yes that makes perfect sense and again we already knew that, but well, good for you buddy and I’m glad we had this talk. Anyway I guess we should ask these two cryptic fuckers in the corner to finally turn around now before we run out of -- ” and then the chapter ended. Because OF COURSE IT DID.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT, WOULDN’T IT BE SO MUCH BETTER IF I GAVE YOU A CONFUSING CHAPTER WHERE EVERYONE FINALLY LEARNS ABOUT OFA, AND GOES BACK TO THE DORMS, AND THEN THE CHAPTER ENDS WITH DEPRESSED NOMAD DEKU STANDING ON A PRECIPICE WITH GRAN TORINO’S TATTERED CAPE FLOWING IN THE WIND.” Everyone is all, “???????????” Horikoshi is all, “also the parents are moving to the U.A. campus, and Jeanist’s neck is two and a half feet long, for everyone that was wondering.” Everyone is all, “WHERE ARE KACCHAN AND TODOROKI AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHO ARE THE SECOND AND THIRD USERS”, and Horikoshi is all, “:)” and fades away into nothingness like the fucking fae he is. Like a fucking imp who’s kept his end of the cursed bargain. What, the, fuck.

okay guys, so after the longest Thursday of my fucking life, during which I was secretly hoping that my spoiler containment net would be somehow be breached, inadvertently exposing me to theta spoiler radiation, so that I could be all “oh no... spoilers... there’s nothing I can do... I have no choice but to look” (which sadly did not happen), it is finally Friday and the chapter is finally out. so I’ve got my clown kit at the ready and other self-deprecating memes on standby, and I’m ready to go. and I should note that I’m also ready for Horikoshi to pull some absolute bullshit and be like, “oh you know what, we haven’t checked in with Rat Principal in a while have we” and spend the entire chapter on nonsense like that. I’M READY FOR FUCKING ANYTHING so bring it

(ETA: it would be nice if this man wouldn’t call my bluff every now and again.)

oh, right, we were due a color page! wow look at this

isn’t this supposed to be the future?? what’s with all of these staticky CRT TVs

anyway, so! is this the first time we’ve seen Tomura’s stylish finger prosthetic glove thingy in color?? because I didn’t expect it to be red. also, at some point you just have to give in and change your pants into cutoffs or something, Tomura. start a new trend of stylish villain capris

meanwhile Deku is dressed like he’s going on a journey into the desert to find a mystical oasis. actually this cape looks a lot like Gran Torino’s. I have to go back and see if Gran’s is all raggedy like this

(ETA: it wasn’t before but APPARENTLY IT IS NOW. I also forgot that Horikoshi had showed it sitting on a side table in the hospital a few chapters ago.)

lastly, AFO looks like someone’s thumb after they’ve been washing dishes for twenty minutes. you are just the ugliest dude in history, and as always, fuck you

HAHAHA SOB I KNEW IT

oh, Twowy McTwoface is finally starting to turn around? better CUT BACK TO DEKU’S HOSPITAL ROOM THEN. wouldn’t want to accidentally ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS or SOLVE ANY MYSTERIES, god forbid

well, whatever. whatever!! anyway so now someone’s knocking at the door. I say “someone” but we all know it’s Hawks

yep

they were actually standing outside the door for a while hoping they’d overhear another juicy plot conversation, but no such luck this time

lmaooo Jeanist wtf

acting all embarrassed, but you’re really just as curious as Hawks is. making him do all the dirty work for you huh

ARE YOU SERIOUS THIS IS AN INJUSTICE

so like two seconds after Katsuki gets dragged away you open the door for the rest of them!! well, fine!! I really want it to be a more private/personal moment between the two of them anyway so let the other kids check in on Deku first then

and in the meantime, time to see Hawks put the thumbscrews to All Might’s resolve lol

I wonder how much of it Hawks has already put together in the last five minutes. One for All is something connected to All for One that Tomura seems to want. Tomura was apparently targeting Deku. that’s more than enough to make a few deductions right there. I wonder how much Hawks knows about Deku’s quirk. he did watch the sports festival, and he ran into the kids interning under Endeavor that one time

okay well maybe he hasn’t put the rest of it together just yet, but Hawks is making a pretty reasonable pitch here to All Might

also this is a pretty spectacular view. is this a hospital or a hotel??

AHLKJLKJLKJ ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOING TO TELL THEM

OH MY GOD HE IS?!?!

JUST LIKE WE ALL EXPECTED, THE NEXT TWO PEOPLE TO LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT OFA ARE GOING TO BE HAWKS, AND BEST FUCKING JEANIST

-- LFKLKKLDK ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. ARE YOU --

( •̀_•́ )

[sitting cross-legged on the ground pulling up little clumps of grass and letting them fall from my fingers one by one] yeah. sure. okay. fine. sure

-- OKAY, NO. NUH-UH. NO

everybody better hold tight cuz I’m about to pick up this whole chapter and yeet it into the ocean like a fucking frisbee lol

HORIKOSHI I DON’T CARE ABOUT THESE PEOPLE SITTING HERE WATCHING TV WTF

-- OH

well okay then. proceed. though lord help me if they’re about to reveal the secret of OFA to the whole fucking world skdkj

oh snap

well, there it is. pretty much what I expected, but it’s good to actually get to see this moment with him taking responsibility

though at the same time, thank you Horikoshi for not forcing us to sit through the rest of that

their fucking faces omg. okay but seriously, what nation doesn’t secretly love a good scandal

the Endeavor Pamphlets, part two. thank you for giving the country something to opine about on twitter in these trying times, Enji

so now they’re asking about Hawks and Jeanist but I cannot even focus on anything all of a sudden because what?!

is Jeanist even a real actual human being you guys?! are we sure he’s not three kids sitting on each other’s shoulders?? are you related to that one guy with the really long neck from the Jedi Council?? are you Orochimaru, bro??

so now Hawks is apologizing for the murder of Twice, and for hiding the connection with his dad

the fact that he has to give this serious formal apology and beg forgiveness for the shameful crime of Having An Abusive Father is really something else, though. just. it’s realistic, but I still hate it

moving on now to the one thing he actually does owe the public an explanation for

not to go all “Hawks did nothing wrong” on you guys yet again, but seriously. 100% facts. fandom can (and no doubt will) debate this until the end of time, but if Twice had gotten away they wouldn’t be having this press conference right now because there wouldn’t be any heroes left to give one. anyways though, I’ve already said more than enough about that in previous posts

so now some severe-looking lady with the weirdest fingers I’ve ever seen is saying that her mother was injured during Machia’s rampage

and she’s basically all “a fuck lot of good ‘I’m sorry’ does us all about now.” true true

wow she’s really getting fired up

and now Enji is basically saying that he understands that an apology isn’t enough, and what they really need now are solutions. okay, well! SO THEN WHAT IS THE PLAN THEN

hmmfsdgh

this eloquent PEZ dispenser makes a good point you guys

wait, hold up

CERTAIN citizens?? um excuse me, what??

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit

holy shit. well, this will go over well

okay! so this tells me a number of things, though

basically the minute that Hawks learned about One for All, he realized that anyone connected to Deku (e.g. Inko) would be a target for AFO. AFO wants OFA, meaning AFO wants Deku, and one of the easiest ways to get to Deku would be to target his family

Hawks therefore realized that Inko needed to be placed into protective custody

but the fact that ALL of the hero course students’ families (and is it only the U.A. hero course, or all of the hero course students across the country?) are being given protection tells me that Hawks and co. don’t want to single Deku out as being important. so then it looks like they’re not going to tell everyone about OFA (or at least not the public. which, good). so rather than drawing suspicion by saying “we’ve got to protect everyone connected with this one kid”, they’re making it seem like all the U.A. kids’ families are getting this treatment

but since the heroes are now spread so thin, they can’t just send a protective detail to each and every family, so they’re bringing all of the families to the same place instead to better keep an eye on them

so that’s all well and good, and a very smart move. except that idk how all of this is going to go over with the general public, all of whom are probably feeling unsafe at the moment, and who will probably see this as preferential treatment -- basically just the heroes looking after their own and leaving everyone else to fend for themselves

(ETA: okay so @hanashimas​’ translation clarifies that U.A. is offering their services as an evacuation shelter for everyone who wants it, not just the families of the U.A. students. that’s much more appropriate so I withdraw my previous “wtf” reaction lol.)

anyway though here’s Mitsuki and Inko

can we take this as confirmation that the two of them really are friends? that’s one piece of fanon that I’ve always hoped was true, so I’m gonna go ahead and say it’s confirmed

(ETA: also this means that Hagakure’s parents (or maybe “parents” in quotation marks) will supposedly be moving in as well. sure am curious as to how that’s going to go.)

now someone in the press crowd is asking whether U.A. can provide adequate security, which is honestly the LAST thing I expected these people would be outraged about lol. shows what I know I guess

(ETA: again though, this makes sense if the “certain civilians” thing was just a translation error.)

LMAO DAMMIT ENJI

YOU CAN’T JUST ALWAYS PULL THE “JUST WATCH ME” TRICK AND EXPECT IT TO SHUT DOWN THE CONVERSATION EVERY DAMN TIME YOU ASSHOLE

-- OH MY GOD RED ALERT

TIME TO ANALYZE THIS BECAUSE OMG

WASH CAN’T BELIEVE HIS FAMILY GROUP CHAT IS STILL SENDING HIM FUCKING MEMES AT A TIME LIKE THIS. HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK IF THE DABI DANCE IS TRENDING ON TIKTOK, MOM!!

FOR A MINUTE I THOUGHT MT. LADY WAS HOLDING MIDNIGHT’S TORN-UP MASK, AND BY THE TIME I REALIZED THAT’S ACTUALLY HER MASK AND NOT MIDNIGHT’S, I HAD ALREADY CONSTRUCTED AN ELABORATE HEADCANON IN WHICH MT. LADY AND MIDNIGHT WERE SECRETLY DATING BUT HADN’T COME OUT TO ANYONE YET, AND THEN TRAGEDY STRUCK, AND NOW MT. LADY IS GETTING READY TO SET OUT TO SEEK VENGEANCE. AND WELL, NOW THAT THIS HEADCANON EXISTS IN THE WORLD, I’M NOT SURE IF I’M READY TO GET RID OF IT

MIRKO HAS GOTTEN HERSELF A PROSTHETIC (ROBOT??!) ARM, NOTHING ELSE THAT’S HAPPENING IN THIS CHAPTER IS EVEN SLIGHTLY IMPORTANT!!! HELLO!!!!!

AIZAWA WITH THE EYEPATCH GOOD LORD. THE WORLD ISN’T READY. HE LOOKS LIKE HE HASN’T SLEPT IN NINETY-EIGHT YEARS, BUT SOMEHOW HE MAKES IT INTO THE HOTTEST THING EVER AS PER USUAL

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING GUY. ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW HIM? IS THIS KAMUI?? WAS THAT THING WHICH I ALWAYS ASSUMED WAS HIS HAIR ACTUALLY A HELMET OR SOMETHING WHAT

LOL AND MEANWHILE

you tell me, Dabi! weren’t you the one who said that wouldn’t be enough to kill him? what even is your endgame here. I’m starting to worry about the villain brain cell supply you guys. I feel like Compress took most of them with him when he left

OH??

“when asked about One for All, Endeavor fucking lied through his teeth.” well, well, well

SLKDFJLSKGDJLKLKGJL THE DORMS

( ⁰ ⌂ ⁰ )

SLDKJFLKJWLKJLK

WLKDJSLKJFWKELKSDJLKHGLK

HDSMFLKGKL:GDSELK

OCHAKO’S HAND IS SHAKING OH MY GOD

THERE’S YOUR KAMINARI, EVERYONE!!

RHA’S SCANLATION TEAM REALLY THREW DEKU’S HANDWRITING UNDER THE BUS HERE HUH

HE TOLD EVERYONE!?

WHY THE FUCK IS HE WRITING IT AS A LETTER

(ETA: 9. also if he really wrote every kid in his class then that means the U.A. traitor -- or Hagakure as we like to call her around these parts -- also knows about OFA, and knows that Deku has run the fuck off and isn’t at U.A. anymore. so that’s just great!)

OH HELL NO

the hell does that mean, you must leave. leave to go where. son you are not up and leaving to go power up and lead us all into a timeskip. and I swear to GOD, if you left Kacchan too...!!

MY GOD I CAN’T PROPERLY ABSORB ALL OF THESE OCHAKO FEELS RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I’M TOO TERRIFIED TO SCROLL TO THE LAST FUCKING PAGE, FUCK

I JUST GOTTA DO IT. I JUST GOTTA SUCK IT UP AND DO IT. FUCK

FUCK

WHAT. THE. FUCK

y’all I’m not even gonna waste your time with more keysmashing, JUST ASSUME THAT I AM DOING IT NONSTOP, FOREVER. and let’s just jump RIGHT IN HERE

okay so here I thought that All Might and co. had taken him away somewhere to train, but that is CLEARLY not what’s going on here. this kid is standing here in his Apocalypse Aesthetic hero costume which has CLEARLY seen better days, with Gran Torino’s cloak (GUESS THAT EXPLAINS THAT, THEN?? SO DID GRAN FUCKING DIE EXCUSE ME WTF), and a fucking backpack. this little green idiot has RUN AWAY FROM HOME. this is the absolute LAST THING ON EARTH I ever expected to happen so PARDON ME WHILE I SCREAM CONFUSEDLY INTO THE VOID

he does not look okay. you guys he doesn’t look okay at ALL. he has NEVER looked like this. this isn’t just a “I’m sad because I’m leaving all my friends behind” kind of look on his face, or even just a “Gran Torino died maybe and I’m still having emotions over it” look. this is an EXHAUSTED, dead look in his eyes. something terrible has happened

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ARMS DEKU. THE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING DOWN WITH YOUR ARMS GODDAMMIT

love how this random building is just straight up collapsing, like that’s just a normal thing that happens every day now. lovely

APRIL MEANS IT’S NOW FULL ON SCHEDULED ALL-MIGHT-DYING-HOURS, BUT LET’S COMPLETELY IGNORE THAT THOUGH BECAUSE FUCK THAT NOISE

“THE SECOND USER? WHO KNOWS? CERTAINLY NOT ME” HORIKOSHI I SWEAR TO GOD

“BAKUGOU? NEVER HEARD OF HIM!” HORIKOSHI PLEASE

WHERE. IS. KACCHAN

did he go with Deku?? did he get a chance to talk to him before he left?? did he get his own private letter which he read and then promptly blew up in a fit of panicked rage?? is he going to go after him?? DOES HORIKOSHI KNOW WHAT HE’S DOING TO ME RIGHT NOW?? OF COURSE HE DOES, DON’T BOTHER ANSWERING THAT

omg. though actually the fact that we’ve already jumped a few weeks forward makes me hopeful that there won’t actually be another timeskip, or at least not much of one. I’m sure that’ll be the big debate of the week, but I don’t think we can jump too far forward here. for starters because of that All Might prophecy I mentioned. and also because TomurAFO isn’t just going to wait around for months. and also because I’m 100% sure that Deku’s running-away backpack is just filled ENTIRELY WITH NOTEBOOKS and this asshole cannot possibly survive more than 3 days on his own. UNLESS SOMEONE COMES TO HELP HIM THAT IS. OR SOMEONES, EVEN. OMG. omg omg omg. fuck this chapter lmao

[indiee19]

She's A Certified Mindblower

Alex Turner x reader

Summary: You (dom! reader) give (sub!) Alex something to remember before he leaves for tour.

warnings: smut, edging, oral sex (m! receiving), light sweraing

word count: 2.6k

-Request from Wattpad

A/n: Tbh, I loved writing this. I've been wanting to do an alex x (dom!) reader for a while now and this request literally gave me the excuse to write it. Anyways, enjoy.

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You watched the door impatiently, waiting for Alex. He had to leave in the morning for tour and you weren't excited. I mean, you were happy that he was successful, but you missed while he was away.

You glanced over at the clock hanging up on the wall every so often, waiting for it to be 10:30. You felt like the clock wasn't moving, that each minute was an hour long and that a second was a minute. Then, it hit 10:30, Alex was about to be home.

He left early this morning, long before you woke up, just like he did everyday, and he worked late into the night and normally got home long after you went to bed. But tonight was his last night home before leaving for tour and you wanted to see him, wanted to give him something to remember before he left.

Then three minutes passed until you heard a car pull up the driveway, Alex was finally home. You watched the door, then it opened, Alex walking through and hanging up his coat. You walked over to him and gave him a kiss, his arms wrapping around you, yours going around his neck. The kiss was deep and passionate, yet soft and gentle at the same time.

He pulled away, your kiss taking his breath away. "If that's what I get every night before tour, then I may have to go on tour more often," he laughed. You smiled, always the jokester, making you laugh as he always did.

"I missed you today," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I missed you, too, love. 'ow was your day though?" he replied, kissing you softly, a quick peck on the lips if you will. "It was okay, lonely and boring, but okay," you answered, and you asked him the same question he had asked you. "It was ... it was good. Though it would have been better if you were with me," he said. You laughed and kissed him once again. You were about to deepen the kiss, but Alex pulled away from the kiss and your arms. "Hey, where are you going?" you asked him and he turned around.

"I'm going to go get in the shower, you want to come?" he asked. You shook your head no and he went upstairs to the bathroom while you went to the bedroom. You patiently waited for him to get out of the shower, ready to give him a night to remember before he had to leave. You would be lying if you said that him being gone for so long wouldn't disappoint you, because it would, even though you didn't really want to admit that fact out loud.

You closed your eyes as you waited for Alex. Nearly falling asleep as the sound of the shower running lulled you, the sound soothing, calming. You were only able to stay awake because of the thought that he would leave early, like, really, really early, long before you would wake up with no Alex beside you.

Forty-five minutes passed and then he came into the bedroom, his hair not fully wet, but damp at the most. He had only a towel around his waist, leaving very little to the imagination, making you lick your lips at the sight of him in front of you and Alex clearly noticed as he smirked.

"You enjoying the view?" he laughed, going over to his dresser, getting out a fresh pair of boxers and some jogging pants. He unwrapped the towel from around his body, throwing it to the side, and he put on his boxers, and since he was in front of you, you had a perfect view of the curve of his ass. He was about to put on his joggers, but before he could, you had gotten up and walked over behind him, and you started kissing his neck, picking a spot and started to suckle on it, wanting to leave a mark so he knew that he was yours and yours only. And you hoped that the bruise that would eventually form would keep any girl away from him, wanting them to know that he was yours.

Alex tilted his head to the side to allow you to have more access to his neck, and once you were sure that a bruise had formed, you moved down his neck, then to his collarbone and he sighed a sigh of relief. He soon turned around and pulled you up to kiss his lips. You bit his bottom lip, demanding entrance and he complied, letting your tongue slip past his lips, exploring his mouth. You gripped the back of his hair, holding him right where he was. You didn't want him to go anywhere, wanted him to stay right where he was, with you in that moment.

You turned him around so that his back was facing the edge of the bed and you pushed him down onto it. You crawled over him, sitting on his hips, leaning back in to kiss him. You felt him grow hard underneath you. You moved over him and kissed him deeply and you reached into his underwear and grabbed his semi-hard cock. Your other hand holding yourself up above him. Alex groaned into your mouth in response and you took this opportunity to slip your tongue past his lips again, fighting his into submission with ease, exploring his mouth once again.

You started to slowly stroke him and he moaned into your mouth. He pulled away from the kiss and threw his head back, his mouth agape, moaning loudly. You watched the expressions on his face closely, not wanting to miss any reaction to your actions, loved watching him go crazy for you. You began to kiss his neck, finding his sweet spot and began to suck on it, desperate to leave another mark on him and you started to move your hand faster and Alex began to pant, his breath becoming uneven and heavier, the feeling too good.

"B-baby, please," he choked out, still breathing very heavy. You raised your head, looking at him, looking at the mess you'd made of him in only a few short minutes - twelve to be exact. He opened his eyes and yours and his met. "What do you want, Alex?" you asked, moving your hand faster and his eyes closed once again, opening when you had stopped, wanting him to look at you.

"I-I need you, love," he said, his breath shaking. "I-I need you to-" Alex tried to say, trying get his breathing to even out.

"Do you want me to put my mouth around you?" you cut him off. He nodded eagerly and you smirked, removing your hand from his underwear, shifting down the bed to be sat on the edge. You grabbed the waistband of his boxers and slowly began to pull them down his legs, Alex kicking them off when they were at his ankles. He was painfully hard, precum coating his tip. And as much as you hated seeing him like this, you loved knowing the fact that you had made him feel like this, made him go crazy and drove him wild.

You slowly moved back over him, sitting on his legs before leaning your head down and placing a chaste kiss to his tip, a slight groan falling from Alex's mouth, patiently waiting for you to put him in your mouth. You looked at him then let him slip past your lips slowly, a sigh of relief falling from Alex's lips.

He felt thick and heavy on your tongue and you flattened it to allow for him to have more room to fit better inside your mouth. You moved your head down further onto him, not all the way, but further than you were before, and his hands went to the back off your head to try and push you further down on his length. But you weren't having any of it, and you quickly pushed his hands away and his eyes opened immediately, searching for your own.

You lifted up off him to speak. "Alex, if I put you back in my mouth you have to promise to take what I give, okay?"

He nodded eagerly. "Y-yes, I promise, love." You smiled.

"Oh, and one more thing, please don't grip my hair, okay?" you added. You loved watching him writhe for you but you absolutely hated whenever he put his hands in your hair and pulled on it. Alex nodded and you smiled once again before you dipped your head back down and took him back into your mouth, flattening your tongue again. You held yourself there for a moment, looking up at Alex, waiting to see his reaction. He was struggling with the fact that he needed more than you were giving him and it was very easy to tell from the expression on his face.

Then you pushed your head down as far as you could go, his tip hitting the back of your throat and you gagged around him a little, and he moaned in response. You held yourself there for a moment before you started to bob your head up and down on his cock, hollowing your cheeks.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, seeing the expressions of pleasure plastered all over his face, his eyes closed, head thrown back against the pillow.

You hollowed your cheeks, slightly bobbing your head up and down on his length again, swirling your tongue around his tip, and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. His face was scrunched up in pleasure, his eyes shut tightly, his mouth agape, moans falling from his lips. You bobbed your head faster on him, gripping whatever couldn't fit in your mouth in one of your hands, then you moved your hand to tug and roll his balls in your palm.

You pushed yourself farther onto him, swallowing around him and you started to breath through your nose more so that you didn't choke or gag on his length and you tightened your lips around him, sucking harder on his cock. Suddenly, Alex bucked his hips up, his cock hitting the back of your throat and you gagged around him, a very, very loud moan falling from Alex's mouth. You looked up at him again and swallowed around him over and over, again and again, and his face scrunched up once again and the muscles in his thighs started to shake, the tight, wet feeling of your mouth around him beginning to be too much for him, the feeling too good for him.

"F-fuck, love. Y-you're making me feel so ... fuck ... so good," Alex moaned, getting so close to his orgasm that he desperately needed now. You swirled your tongue around him again and bobbed your head up and down on his length once again as well, your hands going back to roll his balls in your hands, sucking harder than before. And now you were absolutely positive that this would surely be a night for him to remember - just what you wanted.

You could tell that Alex was close whenever he started to push his hips further into your mouth and you knew that he needed his release, but before he could finish in your mouth, you removed your hands from him, then you lifted up off of him and moved away and off to the side, and his eyes flew open very quickly.

"W-what? Love, I were so, so close," he said, sitting up slightly.

"I know," you replied in a matter-of-fact tone, not looking at him, thought that it was time to tease him just a little bit, not a lot even though you loved hearing him beg for you. "Love, please, you can't just leave me on the edge like that," he said. You finally turned to him. "But, I just did, Alex."

You could tell that he was getting desperate, starting to beg you now. Just as you wanted. "Please, love, please."

You sighed and pushed him back down on the bed, shifting to remove your underwear, throwing the in the floor and you sat back over him. You looked him in the eye and he practically begged you with his big brown doe eyes that you absolutely adored so much. You smirked and gripped the base of his cock, lining him up with your entrance.

You held yourself there for a moment before you let yourself sink down onto him, throwing your head back whenever you bottomed out, your walls stretching and fluttering to accommodate to his size and how hard he was. He felt so big and thick from the angle and you and him moaned loudly.

You placed your hands on his chest and then slowly started to move, slowly rolling your hips onto him. Then, Alex's hands came down on your hips and you stopped rolling them onto him, instead, you lifted your hips so that he almost slipped all the way out of you before you sank all the way back onto him, slowly starting to ride him.

You reached for the hem of your shirt and pulled it up and over your head, throwing it on the bedroom floor with your panties and you then reached behind your back and skillfully unclasped your bra, throwing it down into the floor as well. Alex's eyes widened, watching the picture of you in front of him, watching your tits bounce as you bounced on him.

Hair had fallen into your face and you pushed it back, resting your hands on Alex's chest, leaning down to kiss him deeply, his slightly chapped lips moving in sync with yours. Soon, Alex started to thrust his hips up into you in sync with your own movements.

"L-love, I'm ... fuck ... so close," Alex moaned, trying his best to keep up with you.

"M-me too, Alex," you said. And then Alex moved his hand down to rub on your clit, increasing the pleasure. And then, with one final thrust of Alex's hips and you fell down back on him, his thumb pushing down harshly on your clit was enough to push you over the edge, crying out as the waves of pleasure washed over you. The feeling of your walls clenching around Alex's cock triggered his own release, his hips stilling as his cock twitched and his release spilled inside of you; you collapsed on top of him, both of you panting heavily.

"Fuck, love. Y-you're just ... just ... wow," Alex said, flustered, trying to form the right words to explain the way you made him feel. You sat up slightly and smiled at him before lifting up off of him completely, laying down beside him and he cuddled up to you, nuzzling into your neck. "Mmm, I love you so much, me love," he said, his nose rubbing up against your neck.

"I love you too, Al, but I'm going to miss you while you're away on tour," you replied, running your hands through his hair. "I mean, who's going to cuddle me at night? Who's going to kiss me when I'm sad? Who's going to make cheesy jokes and compliment me at random times during the day?"

"Oh, don't break me heart, love. We can always call," he said.

"Yeah, but you suck at technology, you're like a grandpa in that way, I guess," you laughed, and laugh leaving Alex's mouth as well. "We'll figure it out," he said, tired. You nodded and then realized that he had fallen asleep. You laughed and soon fell asleep as well.

[p-antomime]

i will, my love.

— minors don't interact.

— wc: 4K.

content + warnings: 18+, including: soft dom!suna, pet names, fingering, oral (female), unprotected sex, worship, really soft sex tbh, virginity loss

pairings: boyfriend!suna rintarō x virgin!fem!reader

— haikyuu masterlist.

Your thoughts were eating you up inside. But not quickly, in a way that hardly hurt your soul, but, yes, too slowly, because of this, naturally your body started to work that much harder to get to the end of the day exhausted so that there was no opening for you to think about it.

Y/N was not entirely sure that her boyfriend realized this, but considering how observant he is, it was naturally possible that he was just waiting for a good opportunity to bring up the subject and find out what was making "his princess" so uncomfortable.

In reality, your fear was that Suna thought that the problem was something involving you, or worse, that you were about to break up with him after a long 1 year and four months of dating, but the problem was more specific and, for you, secretly more embarrassing, especially when your friends told you that "you are too old to be a virgin". Every time the group of friends of the two of you got into the subject of "sex life", you walked away and made up a bad excuse to leave the place, sometimes taking Suna along or sometimes leaving him behind; and the few times when there was no way out and the two of you were put up against the wall, Suna would reply that "you're both waiting for the right time" and you could see the look of disappointment not in him, but in his friends.

Suna was extremely patient with you, and although you actually thought it was the least he could do for you as the person he loves, your mind persisted in whispering in your ear that he would get tired of waiting. It wasn't as if Y/N was a holy prude, far from it, but every time he tried to comfort you with his arms around your body while his lips were pressed against yours in a deep and intense kiss and his hips thrust against yours in an attempt to demonstrate that his body needed yours, you felt too eager and refused to move forward with that brief signal; and all these times you could hear Suna in the bathroom using his own hand to masturbate because the walls were so thin in the apartment shared between you and your classmate.

Did you feel guilty for not fucking him during all this time of dating? No... until last week when a girl approached him while you and his friends were leaving for the movies and asked if she could have his number. It wasn't as if Suna had paid any attention to the girl, but you felt as if there were thousands of young girls your age or older ready to give him anything he wanted in a matter of minutes, especially to let you slip between their legs without a care in the world.

And today was the day when Y/N had the day off to do whatever he and his roommate wanted, so it turned out that it didn't take long for Suna Rintarou to be lazily lying on the couch in the living room of the apartment shared between his girlfriend and another girl from her college course while you were looking for a movie for both of you to watch. You could feel his watchful, calm gaze glued to your back, but your body didn't want to turn around to face him.

— What is it? — You asked, still looking at the TV remote control.

— You seem strange these days. — He said, in the same eerily calm tone he always used, he was trying to get you against the wall by using the same old words so as not to make you feel afraid.

— Do I? — It was obvious that you were going to try to talk him out of it, and it wasn't long before you heard a rustle behind you that indicated that Suna was now sitting on the couch instead of lying down, and his hands came down on your shoulders, massaging them lightly; only at that particular moment did you realize how tense they were.

— Do you want to talk about it, or do I need to tear it out of you? I can tickle you until you talk... or kiss you until you suffocate, you choose. — A light laugh escaped his lips and yours fingers briefly unlearned how to flick the TV remote control.

— I've just... been thinking a lot these days, but it's no big deal. — You shrugged your shoulders trying to look nonchalant, but Suna put his hand on your chin and made you face him.

— Really? So, you wouldn't mind repeating that by looking me in the eye, would you? — He raised his eyebrows suggestively, and you frowned.

— You don't believe me?

— Not after watching you act so strange all week, not after yesterday you didn't even want to participate in the video game night at the twins' house. — He leaned his face on her shoulder and frowned. — Tell me what's wrong, and I'll fix it for you. — You bit your lip nervously and chose to look away from the television again. — Has anyone annoyed you this week? Is someone at the college treating you badly? Was it something I did?

Y/N knew that there was a high chance that Suna would throw several questions at her to get to the root of what was being the nuisance as soon as he felt she was comfortable around him, but she didn't expect it to be this soon and that he wouldn't give her time to come up with the slightest plausible excuse.

And after Suna's voice died down, an uneasy, tense silence settled over the room, and you ended up turning around so that you could look at him.

— Does the fact that I didn't want to have sex with you during these months of dating bother you? — It was his turn to feel embarrassed and choke on his own saliva.

— What? — He coughed a few times, feeling as if he had heard you wrong.

— You heard me. — You leaned your arms on his legs and looked at him intently as his calm and serene countenance returned.

— Is this the problem? Lack of sex? I thought you didn't want me to go through with this yet. — His hands brushed against her cheeks and caressed them with his fingertips. — Did you change your mind?

— Answer my question and I'll answer yours.

— It doesn't bother me, really. I will wait for years to have sex with you, if you decide to keep me waiting that long. — Suna answered calmly, and slowly the tension inside you dissolved. — I thought you didn't care so much about this, if you hadn't we would have talked more about it, if you had wanted to.

— I was just... insecure, because you never complain about it, and I feel that your friends look at you like you are with me out of pity every time the topic of "sex" comes up. — Y/N replied returning to focusing on the TV remote. — And... — Her teeth bit the inside of her cheek before her lips whispered more to you than to Suna: —, maybe I changed my mind.

— What, babe? I couldn't hear you properly. — Suna put his arms around your waist and pulled you up, and you felt your cheeks begin to heat up.

— I didn't say anything.

— Repeat what you said before. — His tone dropped an octave and a shiver ran down your back slowly.

— I said I might have changed my mind. — You swallowed hard, staring him straight in the eye for a few seconds before feeling intimidated and staring at the back of the sofa behind him.

— Hmm, really? — Suna rested one hand on your chin while the other rested against your waist to pull you up to sit on his thighs, after which he kissed your lips lightly. — Do you truly want this or are you doing this just because you think it's what I want? — He asked, running his thumb over your lower lip.

— I do. — You answered, shifting into a more comfortable position on his lap and looking down from his eyes to his mouth. — Give me the best of yourself that you can.—  Your hands rested on his shoulders, and the thought of having him freely explore your body made butterflies rise in the pit of your stomach.

— I will, my love. — Suna replied with a slight smile before he really kissed you hard and slowly reached inside your gray tank top with his fingers.

His touch was soft, tender, with fingertips rubbing against the skin of your back slowly, as if massaging it, and then moving down the front of your torso to gently reach your breasts. He was really trying to make you as comfortable as possible, as relaxed as possible, and you couldn't help yourself but have your heart melting under the influence of Suna Rintarou.

When the two of you had to break the kiss because of the missing air, it wasn't long before Suna's lips left wet kisses down your neck and his fingers massaged and squeezed your breasts lovingly before he began to play with your nipples and you gasped because your boyfriend's touch seemed to amplify your own pleasure. It wasn't as if you had never masturbated, quite the opposite in fact, but it was different when another person was touching you.

— Are you sure? — He asked, pulling his lips away from the warm skin of your neck and looking down at you with his hands still around your tits.

— Yes, I'm absolutely sure. — You answered inevitably, forcing your hips against his for more friction. — Please, love. — Your hands reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it up to expose his upper body.

— Great, babe. — Suna kissed your collarbones and rose from the sofa, pulling you along with him, making you clutch his shoulders in despair at the sudden action. — It would suck if your first time with me was on the living room couch, wouldn't it? — You felt your cheeks heat up and lean your head on his shoulder, nodding positively. — You're my princess, so it's only fair that I treat you like one in the bedroom. — And so he carried you to your room, and when he got there, he locked the door and let you lie on the bed looking at your body intently.

As soon as his hands brushed against your tank top and moved it out of the way, Suna was licking and sucking one of your breasts carefully while his other hand squeezed your other nipple, moans escaping from deep in your throat filled the place obscenely and your head fell back against the pillows as your legs opened to better accommodate your boyfriend's body between them.

— Fuck, you are so beautiful. — Suna whispered, sliding his lips down your abdomen and sending a shiver down your back that made you tangle your fingers in his brown hair and try to force your hips up to signal to him where exactly you needed him. — Don't be impatient, I need to take my time with you, it's your first time. — He kissed lightly on the top point of her pelvis and her body shivered.

In the next few seconds, Suna was undoing your thin pajama shorts and leaving you in only your panties while his fingers ghosted down your knees and thighs slowly. The anticipation and expectation were eating you up inside and it was inevitable that high-pitched moans would come from your lips, your body was literally burning for him and your vision seemed about to go blurry at any moment. And he hadn't even done anything sexual with you yet.

— It's so easy to get you horny it's almost cute. — Suna murmured more to himself than to you as he kissed your covered pussy and made you squirm.

Over the fabric of your panties, he gave you a gentle lick along the entire area of your intimacy before actually moving it out of the way and slowly pushing your folds apart. It was almost as if you had been longing for years to belong to him, and Suna couldn't help himself before grunting and teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue. The wave of pleasure that washed over your body was intense enough to make you arch your back painfully and pull his hair tightly as loud moans came from your lips.

— So sweet, I've been thinking about your pussy for so long. — Suna said before he gave a few more licks against your intimacy and entered your interior with just one finger slowly, but he stopped in the middle of the process when he heard a low grunt of pain coming from you, probably because his finger was longer than yours and reached places that had not been widened before. — Tell me if it hurts too much, I can go slower on you, my love. — He kissed your inner left thigh lightly and slowly continued to put his finger in, only to let you get used to it.

— Can you move... please? — You asked breathlessly, propping yourself up on your elbows.

— Sure. — Suna answered with a loving look before he began to move his finger slowly inside you and feeling his own arousal increase as he saw your face contort with pleasure before your head fell back again.

As he increased the speed of that single finger and analyzed your expressions of pleasure and your thrusts of trying to force your hips up for more friction, Suna slowly introduced a second digit into you and massaged your clit with the thumb of that same hand. His lips left biting and sucking on your thighs with no intention of actually marking them, only to make you lose yourself further in pure lust. Minutes later, when your moans already indicated that your insides had gotten used to the widening of two fingers, a third one was introduced and slowly your boyfriend began to really build up a rhythm that made your mind forget absolutely everything. There was only: Suna Rintarou and his ambition to make you feel good.

— Damn, you're so beautiful, I could pleasure you for hours and never get tired of looking at your beautiful face. You're my pretty girl, aren't you? — You couldn't formulate a coherent sentence, not when his fingers were curving in that overpowering way inside you. — Always so good for me, so sweet for me. — Suna took your clit between his lips gently before he began to use his fingers to make scissor-like movements to widen your insides as much as possible.

— Fuck, babe... — You gasped, feeling the same pressure in your lower abdomen that was present every time you were about to cum using your own fingers. — It's s-so good, please... I... — Your train of thought short-circuited as your boyfriend's licks on your clit became more consistent and responsive, your hips thrusting upward frantically.

— Yes, my love, I know, cum for me. I know you want to. — He responded by increasing the speed of the fingers inside you.

A few more thrusts widening your insides were enough to have you collapsing against your boyfriend's body, breath panting, eyes rolling and hands desperately trying to grab hold of any piece of his skin you could get your hands on. You were finished, to say the least. The feeling of having someone making you cum, especially with fingers much longer than yours own, was overwhelmingly different than having you touch yourself. Suna had never pleasured you in that direct way before, so he needed to assess your expressions and body language to know what made you most comfortable, but it only took seconds before he adjusted the right pressure and rhythm to have you completely melting.

— You're such a good girl to me, I love you. — Your boyfriend slowly withdrew his fingers from inside you and moved from between your legs to plant kisses on the surface of your belly while complimenting you in the best possible ways, even though your mind was too busy recovering from the recent orgasm to actually pay attention to what Suna was saying. — Do you think you can handle cumming one more time for me, or do you want me to stop? — He asked, holding her face between his hands after leaving several light kisses all over her cheeks and lips.

— I-I can, yes, don't stop. I want more.

— What a good princess. — Suna whispered against yours lips opening a loving smile and it was almost as if it was possible to see hearts drawing in his pupils.

After that, the rest of his clothes were spread out on the floor around the bed and maybe, just maybe, an apprehension settled inside you as your eyes traveled down your boyfriend's athletic and now naked body and found the length of his cock. He was definitely above average and this made you unconsciously drag your body away a little, which did not go unnoticed by Suna, who put his hands on your lower back and squeezed it lightly as if to reassure you.

— Do you trust me? — He asked, leaning over your body and pulling you close again, your response was a slight positive nod. — If I said it wouldn't hurt, I'd be lying, but if you need me to stop, let me know. Don't be afraid to let me know everything you're feeling, okay, my love?

You responded with a minimal "Yes, Suna" to him and rested your hands on his shoulders, inevitably digging your nails into them as you felt him spread your legs to wrap them around his waist and place the tip of his cock against your entrance. He rubbed his cock between your folds a few times before holding you firmly and slowly invading your interior. You could feel every inch, every vein, but for the first few seconds the pain overpowered the pleasure and small tears rolled down your cheeks. You felt extremely breathless, as if your body was going to break, so Suna leaned over your body to wipe away yours tears with kisses and leaned his forehead against yours without being able to hold back a low grunt from the pleasure of having you squeeze him hard and the pain of feeling your nails raking the skin of his shoulders.

— My beautiful girl, relax, trust me. — He whispered, sliding his mouth down your neck and massaging your back gently. — You can relax for me, can't you? You can be a good girl for me, can't you? — His eyes were staring into yours seriously.

— Y-Yes, Suna, I can... just... — Your breath caught in throat as you felt him slowly continue to fill your insides until he could make you swallow him down. — Give me a few minutes, I'll be your good girl.

— Of course you will. — Suna stood completely still inside you, kissed your collarbones and licked your breasts lightly, never stoping to massage your lower back to give you the comfort he knew you needed.

Leaning your head against the pillows, you concentrated on making the feeling of discomfort and pain gradually disappear. Slowly your body began to move back and forth until you became accustomed to the presence of Suna's cock stretching you completely. Yours senses began to want more of that pleasurable impact, and soon the same spasms as before began to run through your back again.

— S-Suna? — You called him slyly and in a slurred voice. — C-Can you move, please?

— Sure, babe, anything for you. — He pulled you into a deep, loveable kiss before holding your face between his hands and beginning to move inside you, he was trying to analyze your expressions before he began to build up a proper pace.

Suna found that his girlfriend liked it too much when he arched his hips and came hard inside her, but came out slowly, in contrasting movements, so he did this several times just to see you squirming and begging for more of him. It was music to his ears. Your boyfriend's hands lodged around your waist and assisted you in moving back and forth on his dick as his knees rested against the mattress of the bed. At no time did he stop worshipping you and calling you affectionate nicknames through whispers in yours ears that would hardly be heard outside the room because of the sound of the bed banging against the wall and the moans coming out of your mouth.

The pleasure was overwhelming all of your ability to think rationally and yours lips were too busy alternating between giving lewd kisses against Suna's and taking light bites all over his neck. You could literally feel every bit of his skin against yours and it was driving you madder than you could or wanted to admit. The words of love he whispered to you were the complete opposite of his deep, strong thrusts inside you. But, as the minutes passed and your own boyfriend couldn't contain the erratic movements of his cock inside you, he switched positions leaving you on top of him. For the first few seconds your body almost came to a complete standstill with the new depth attained by his entire length and you couldn't help having curses come out of your mouth.

— I-It's so good... — Your body moved up and down against his cock slowly, wanting to prolong that feeling of having him stretching you. Watching you intently, Suna thrusts hard while holding your hips and moaned in unison with you because of the delicious sensation.

— Damn, you're so tight, you take me so well. — He pulled your torso to lean against his and let you partially lie on his body before he began thrusting himself deep inside you, hitting all the right spots inside you.

Everything about him seemed to push you to climax faster than you thought possible. Face flushed slightly, chest rising and falling rapidly, eyes half-closed, shoulders tense and mouth ajar to try to draw in more air. He looked more handsome than usual and completely given to you. That was definitely the man of your life; that's what was resonating in your mind as the tip of Suna's cock began to rub against your cervix and make you lose your head completely, finally reaching your second orgasm that had already left your senses bewildered, considering it was only your first time.

Suna still had so much to show you, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited by the idea of helping you figure out what you liked and didn't like about sex, but by now you were exhausted, so he ended up giving you just a few more thrusts against your walls that squeezed him deliciously before he pulled out and ended up cumming all over his own abdomen and soiling your thighs with some of his cum as well. You staggered to the side and he quickly helped you lie down on the bed as comfortably as possible, for a few seconds neither of you said anything, your boyfriend wanted you to first get your breath completely back.

— Did I hurt you? — He leaned on your shoulders and looked at you intently. — It was... — You interrupted him with a quick little kiss and smiled fondly.

— It was wonderful, I swear. It was better than I thought it would be, in fact, I thought it would hurt more. — It was hard to see Suna's cheeks flush, and this moment will go down in your memory as one of the few times your boyfriend was embarrassed. — I love you, you're perfect for me.

And after the two of you spent long seconds lying in bed exchanging kisses and caresses, Suna induced you to go take a shower with him to clean yourself and then "you both could do whatever you wanted for the rest of the day", because, he said during the shower:, aftercare was important, especially for "his princess”.