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gr0vndz3ro · 4 years ago

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Hypnosis

Cop!Bakugou x Villain!Reader(NSFW)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Cursing, forced sub!bakugou, dom! reader, dub con, bondage because if you think im writing a cop au and not use hand cuffs youre dead wrong, choking, degradation, spit, oral, overstimulation, gagging, hair pulling, unprotected sex

Word count: 3973

A/N: Me and @1-800-callmekatsuki were thirsting over bakugou for hours and I HAD to write this. I ended up getting really into this so it ended up being a little longer than I expected but I hope y’all enjoy. Also this is the photo that got this whole fic started. The art is not mine.

*PSA*

A little side note I’ve gotten a few comments in regards to the current situation going on in the US and trust me I get it, but this blog is just a place for me to personally escape the things going on irl. I wasn’t writing this in correlation to anything going on and I’m sorry if people think this is bad timing but this story is free of any personal opinion and just something fun for people to read. I want my blog to be for other people what it is for me, just something to enjoy. If for any reason this story bothers you I’m really sorry🥺🥺 I’m just a horny girl who just want to write smut and I think fbi/ cop bakugou is hot 😭 If reading anything in regards to a cop (even when not negative) is something that bothers you then please feel free to keep scrolling. I don’t take any offense to people not liking this, but I did work hard on this and for those of you do read it I hope you guys enjoy it. ❤️

Arms crossed against his broad chest, Katsuki scoffed at the briefing he was just given by his chief. The criminal that the precinct had just managed to catch was believed to be tied to the League of Villains. Y/N Y/L/N, her quirk was called Sirens Song. She’s able to control men with just the sound of her voice. She had been caught trying to smuggle weapons, thought to be for the L.O.V, in a boat that she stole from two unfortunate men that happened to cross her path.

This whole thing was a waste of his time, he could be out there trying to find the actual threats. Instead he was in this meeting, listening to the description of just another wannabe villain. When the chief had finished with the case details, Katsuki got up from the chair, ready to go back to his patrol when the man spoke up again.

“We are going to be keeping her in holding for a few days to try to get as much information we can get out of her to see if she’s the connection to the League that we’ve been looking for. On the screen you will see a list of the interrogation times and who goes when, as well as who will be covering what over night watch shift. After you have checked for your name you are free to go.”

Rolling his eyes, the blond walks over to the board and sees he is set as the over night guard for tonight. He clenches his jaw, instead of being able to go home after a long day, he’s forced to work all night. Watching some criminal trying to pass as a real target. He whips his head to his boss, stomping over.

“Oi, what the hell is this supposed to be huh?! You got me working for 24 hours, ain’t that illegal or some shit?” Not being able to control his anger at the situation.

“Officer Bakugou I see that you’ve taken a look at the board. Don’t worry about the work load, you’ve been assigned to a fairly peaceful district so there shouldn’t be to much strain on you. If there any other problems you have I would recommend biting your tongue. You’re already on thin ice this week due to you run in with Officer Midoriya. Be grateful you are involved in this case in anyway. Now if that will be all.” The chief says not allowing Katsuki the time to interject, leaving afterwards to go to his office.

Left there grinding his teeth, he holds back his dying urge to curse the man out and leaves the building to start his “easy” patrol. He hated easy days, it wasn’t what he had joined for. He wanted to hunt down bad guys and make them suffer for what they did. He wanted to put away thugs and criminals, not right a ticket for an unpaid parking meter. I’m to good of a cop to be a fucking meter maid. His jaw firm as he thinks about the cases other stations were working on. The good that he could be doing if he wasn’t here, having his talent go to waste. Saving people was what he wanted to do, be the hero that saves the day. But all because of his temper, he now had the “easy” shift.

He pulled back into the station at 10 pm to start the over night watch. mostly everyone had gone home, except for the few stragglers finishing up their last amounts of paperwork for the week. He heads to the break room to grab something quick to eat when the chief walked into the room.

“There is a few things I wanted to tell you about your shift tonight and about the situation at hand. The suspect quirk is very powerful, while the room they’re in cancels quirks, the effects of hers can still be felt to some degree. They are no where near her normal strength and more of a temptation that most are able to snap out of after a few seconds. Do not under estimate her Bakugou, do you hear me? I will not be filling a missing suspect report because you are to arrogant to follow commands.” The chief explain to him, belittling him the process. If the anger he felt could be seen physically, everything in the room would have been exploded.

“Yeah, yeah I hear you loud and clear. The idiot isn’t gonna be a problem.. sir.” His attitude barely peaking out at the end of his sentence, a slight smirk on his lips. With that response, his boss leaves for the night, officially leaving Katsuki alone in the station to start his second shift of the day.

Coffee. If there was any way that he was going to get through this night it was going to be with lots of coffee. He goes to the coffee pot and makes himself a small pot. With a mug in his hand he starts his walk over to the holding cells. He turned the corner and sees you sitting there in the cell. His eye widen subtly, Damn she’s hot. Maybe he wouldn’t need coffee after all. He took his seat near your cell so keep an eye on you. There wasn’t much he could really do. There was no way for you to get out. Basically he was just there to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself until the detectives come back to investigate you more. As he sat there he got a good look at you. Your clothes were dirty a torn from you chase from the cops, rips on you pants exposing parts of your thighs, and the rip on you shirt showed just enough of your abdomen to leave him dirty thoughts. Thoughts of how soft your skin is, how it would feel under his calloused fingers. How you would react to his touch, goosebumps covering your skin. He looks up to your face. Small scratches liter it but that does nothing to hide how beautiful you are. The way your eyes catch the light and how pieces of your hair fall out of your pony tail framing you face. Your hair slightly a mess, probably due to running yet all he could think about was how much he wanted to mess it up even more. You run his hands through it and just yank your head back with a fist full of your locks. The two of you hadn’t even exchanged words to each other but he knew he wanted you. You’re eyes met his after he was done checking you out.

“Do you like what you see?...” Your eye brow raised in amusement as you caught his wandering eyes. You take this time to check out the officer who you assumed would be watching you tonight. His uniform and vest highlighting how broad his chest is, the sleeves tight around his arms due to the amount of muscle it was trying to contain. His pants tightened around his thighs. Blond hair slightly covering his eyes. He clenches his jaw and you swear that thing could cut diamonds. This man was hot and you cant help but smirk at the fact he was checking you out. You look back down to his chest to see his name tag, Bakugou. “...Officer Bakugou” His face immediately pulls into a scowl in defense.

“Oh you fucking wish” He pulls his eyes away from you and rest his head on the back of his seat. He shifted in his seat, trying to get comfortable, finding it impossible as this chair was a piece of shit. So he stands up and starts looking around trying to find something else to focus on. You break him out of his thoughts.

“Do you have anything else that I could wear? These clothes are ruined and I’d like to be in proper clothing.” You say in reference to your tattered clothes, ruined by jumping over fences and having them get caught and rip. You hear a ‘tsk’ and see him start to walk off. Rolling your eyes at the mans action, you sit down on the chair in your cell seeing as he walked off without giving you a response.

“Here” you look up to see him sliding a shirt and pair of pant in through the bars. You walk over and grab them from his hands, running your finger tips across his skin in the process. He yanks his hand back before you can try to touch him again. You wanted more. Frowning, you walk back near the chair and set your clothes down on it, your hands go to the edge of you shirt but you stop feeling a burning gaze on your back. You turn around to see him staring at you.

“Do you mind?” Raising your eye brow at him.

“I have to watch you to make sure you don’t attempt to do anything that could cause harm to yourself.” He says coldly, as if he wasn’t dying at the opportunity to see what was under your clothes.

“Okay then suit yourself.” With a smirk on your lips you pull you shirt off over your head, making sure that he could see everything. You slowly fold it and move down to you pants, your finger lingering at the zipper for a moment before pulling it down. Your hands make there way to waist band and tug them down, shimming out of the tight pants, making you butt sway infront of him. If he was going to watch you, you were going to make sure he got a good show out of it. Hands linger around your curves as you snake the fabric down your legs at an agonizingly slow pace. Katsuki could feel his pants tightening at the sight, his breath catching in his throat. A smirk across your face as you see his flustered reaction to your stripping. Activating your quirk you slowly walk over to the bars separating the two of you.

“Why don’t you get in here” Your words putting the man in a trance as he struggles against your suggestion. Starting to get ticked of he isn’t already subdued you speak up again, “Don’t make me repeat myself, you wont like the consequences.” He feels himself start moving towards your cell against his better judgement. He fights against the feeling in his chest pulling him forward, but before he knows it he’s infront of you inside of the cell. A sinister shine in your eyes as you step closer to the blond, closing the distance, Katsuki could feel the room getting hotter. Your hands make its way to his chest, paralyzing him underneath your touch.

“Look at you, now go be good boy for me and sit down.” His face burns red at the demand, no one talks to him like this, so why was it turning him on so much. He stays in his place as his last attempt at keeping his dominance over the situation. Your hand travels up to his jaw, fingers roughly grasping either side as you growl into his ear, your patience being tested “Do not test me pretty boy, do what you’re told.”

You see him struggling against your command feeling conflicted at the switch of power. You put both of you hands on his chest and push him down onto the chair. His eyes wide unable to stop you as you reach down into his pouch grabbing his cuffs. Quickly, you rip off his vest and shirt leaving his torso bare. You walk behind him in the chair, your hands on his shoulders running down his arms, a burning trail left where ever your nails lightly scratch, until your hands make it his wrists. Roughly grabbing them and yanking them behind his back, cuffing his wrist to the chair, permanently securing him in place to allow you to do whatever you please. He assumed you were just going to take advantage of the situation and leave, but he was sorely mistaken. You travel to the front of him leaning forward to kiss his jaw, traveling down to his neck. You roam his neck, searching for his pulse, kissing it once you find it. A groan rips out past his lips, unable to stop it at the sudden pleasure coursing through him. The noise sending a wave over power over you as you start kissing more harshly, sucking and biting at the spot, desperately wanting to hear the noise again.

Once satisfied with the mark now on his neck, you back up standing in front of him, your hands moving down to his pants as you start undoing them. His eyes widen as you pull down his pants and underwear down in one swift movement, his raging boner slapping against his abdomen as he sucks in a harsh breath at the release from the tight confinement. A whine leaves his lips as your hands leave burning trails all over his body, purposely avoiding where he was starting to crave your touch most. Desperate to know how your soft touches would feel against him, the anticipation of whether you’d be gentle or not was starting to eat him alive.

“Did I hear a whine baby? Are you that desperate for me. Look at you, rock hard and I haven’t even done anything yet, absolutely disgusting.” Your words like venom. He twitches as your hand grasps the base of his cock, a deep gasp coming out at your sudden touch. Your other hand goes to his hip pushing him down. Your mouth goes to his ear, “If you fucking move again, I will stop do you understand?” Katsuki swallows hard, suddenly unable to find any words. He hisses as you hand leaves his dick to his throat, choking the man. “Answer me Bakugou”

“Yes princess” He couldn’t help it anymore. He was under your trance but he could care less, all he knew was he needed you. That evil smirk crosses your face once again at his submission.

“Good boy” You release his neck and trail back down to his throbbing dick. Your thumb brushes over his tip collecting all of the precum oozing out of it. You slowly pump him in your hand, his breath catching in his throat. You gather the excess saliva in your mouth and spit it onto his hard cock. His eyes shoot to yours as the cool liquid meets his burning hot member.

Your hand starts a steady past as you move up and down, making sure to add pressure to the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft. Your hand twisting every time you get to his tip earning a deep groan from his throat. He gets lost in ecstasy as you start picking up the pace, giving extra attention to his tip. He’s so caught up in it that when you replace your hand with your mouth he lets out a moan. You make him bottom out inside your mouth and the noises coming from the man infront of you make you let out a moan yourself, the vibrations only bringing him further pleasure.

“Fuck princess that- ugh- feels sooo good” your tongue presses deeply into the vein all the way up to his tip, you make sure to give extra attention to the sensitive swollen head. Relaxing your throat, you take him all the way in, him pressing down your throat. But it was completely worth is for the look on his face. Eyebrows furrowed and his head thrown back in pure bliss. You move you head back up adding your hand in to meet his balls as you start massaging them. Katsuki is a moaning mess under your touch and wants nothing more than to run his hands through your hair and fuck into your mouth relentlessly. Watch as you start tearing up at the lack of air as he just gets off. But being completely under your control instead turned him on to no end. The added pleasure from your hand in combination with your mouth was sending him over board. He throws his head back as a deep groan leaves his lips along with several profanities as he shoots hot white ropes into your mouth, His orgasm taking over him with no warning. Surprised by his sudden release you swallow all of his seed, yet continue your movements. When he notice that you show no sign of stopping he lets out a whine at how sensitive he was. He tried moving away but your free hand grips his thigh, fingernails digging in as he hisses at the pain.

“Wha-what are you doing? I cant-” his voice uneasy from a mix of coming down from his high and the sensitivity he felt. You release his dick with a loud pop.

“You see I never said you could finish, but you decided to be a selfish little whore and finish anyways.” You stand up, releasing your grip from both his balls and thighs. You push his knees together and then move your hands to the clip of your bra and undo it, letting it drop to the ground. Your hands shoot to your breasts as you give them a rough squeeze, Katsuki drinking in the sight, whimpering as his sensitive cock twitches. His eyes glued to your hands as the travel down your body to the waistband of your matching underwear. Your fingers toying with the band, slightly dipping it and bringing it back up, loving how Bakugou reacted to your every move. His face flushed from the hormones rushing through his body, his dick painfully hard at the beautiful image infront of him. You pull the underwear down your thighs, strings of slick connect to the lacy clothing. Saying that everything that had been happening wasn’t turning you on severely would be dead wrong. Every moan that left his mouth sent a jolt straight to your core and you wanted, no needed, something, and you knew exactly what you were going to do.

You bring you legs on either side of one of his massive thigh and lower yourself onto him. His eyes widen as you grind yourself against him, throwing your head back as pleasure courses through you at the friction. His eyes shoot to where you were seated and watched as you shamelessly got yourself off on him. He watched as your juices drip down his leg, his cock twitches as he wanted nothing more than to be buried deep within your walls, slamming into you. He wines as you let out a loud moan, the friction feeling so good against your swollen clit.

“Please princess- fuck- let me make you feel go-” You stop his talking by shoving the lace into his mouth and grab his jaw roughly.

“All you deserve right now is to be my pretty little fuck toy okay. If you can behave then maybe ill let you fuck me.” You purr into his ear, your hot breath fanning across his neck as you move your hips grinding against him. You moan at the feeling, continuing to expertly move your hips back and forth. As you feel yourself getting close you reach your hand up to your nipples and starts tugging at them sending waves of pleasure into your core, giving you just the boost you needed. Your hand shoots to the back of Kastuki’s head tugging on his soft hair as you chaise your release. He watches your every move as you cum all over his thigh, his cock throbbing at the sight of your orgasm. Your eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed as you bit your lip, failing your attempt to hold back your moans. Once you come down from your high you move your legs so that you are no longer straddling his thigh, but now his waist, your soaking core pressed against his dick. A muffled moan attempts to leave his lips at the much needed pressure. Your hand goes to his mouth and you retrieve the now soaked pair of undies, a trail of saliva following. “Do you want to fuck me baby?”

“Yes, please Y/N. please let me fill you up.” he groans as you move your hips to grind against him.

“Do you think you deserve to touch me?” You ask the desperate man, a smile on your face at how eager he is.

“Fuck yes, let me make you feel so good” You lean down to wear his pants were grabbing the key, reaching behind him pushing the key into the cuff unlocking them. His hand immediately go to your body assaulting everything he could touch. Firmly grasping your breasts moving his hands across your body down to your hips as you lift yourself to allow him to slip into you. A moan escapes both of you as he bottoms out due to how slick you were. Your walls clench around him holding him like a vice. He trusts into you holding onto your hips and you place your hands onto each of his shoulders, letting you stabilize yourself as he rutts into you.

Each of his thrusts hit all of the right spots, rubbing against your walls deep inside of you. You’ve never felt this filled. You lean down and your lips meet with a fiery passion. Tongues fight for dominance as he speeds up his movements. You eventually win, not wanting him to forget his place. You break away from the kiss, a mix of both of you spit dripping from your mouth and you let it drip onto his glistening chest. You look down at his lustful face.

“You fill me up so good Bakugou, hitting every spot with your massive cock. Are you close baby?” Your hands making their way back to his hair, tugging at the blond locks as you feel the familiar feeling building in your core as he slams into your g-spot.

“uughh yes. I can feel how close you are, So fucking tight- god, fuck- let me cum with you princess.” His words enough to start the overwhelming feeling so you lean into his ear.

“Then cum with me baby” He sends a rough thrust into you and you come undone, a white flash taking over at the intensity of this second orgasm. You yank on the locks of hair in your fingers. Katsuki groans feeling you clench around him, trusting into you haphazardly as his own orgasm takes over, completely filling you with his hot cum.

He slows his movements, riding out both of your highs, until he comes to a stop still deep inside of you. You both stay there catching your breath as you rest you head on his shoulder trying to regain your senses. After a few moments you lift yourself off of him, immediately missing the fullness. You move off of his lap and allow him to stand up to grab his clothes. He bends over grabbing his pants and pulling them back on. While fumbling with the button he is suddenly interrupted by a hard hit to the head causing him to fall to the floor. You frown slightly at him as you place the chair back on the ground. You slip on your clothes and drag him to the cell wall and sit him against the bars. You clip the cuffs in place securing him to the bar as you back up slightly, pushing the fallen hair out of his face.

“Its nothing personal I promise” You stand up and walk away from the unconscious man toward to door, key in hand. You unlock the cell door and walk out, not before turning back to him one final time.

“Plus I don’t think this is the last time we will be meeting.”

A/N: AAAAAAAAA im sORRY. If you guys enjoy this one I can do a part two were the tables are turned??? because im a slut for dom! bakugou

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seijorhi · 3 years ago

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asks :))

what i have learned today is that y’all wanna get fucked by some monsters...

What does nostos mean? What language is it in? 🤔 also I of course loved it, mind blown as usual queen

it’s ancient greek! it means homecoming, the idea of a triumphant return home for the hero after a long journey. i found it through looking at the root of nostalgia. in this fic of course it’s kind of a grim tongue in cheek play on it. the reader’s coming back to the mountains, but she’s running away after a bad breakup, and the welcome she gets is... shall we say less than ideal haha

Just read nostos-

First of all as a person who reads monster shit- hell ya. Mhm. That’s some good shit right there. That was DELICIOUS horror. It actually had me a bit nervous and afraid to read what was gonna happen next 😳

Secondly- omg I wanna know what happened next (at the end) 👀 know what I mean??? 😼

ANYWAY AS ALWAYS you never disappoint and your writing is fantastic (if/when you write horror yandere stuff again I’ll be there- frothing at the mouth. A+++++ work ILY💖)

you want me to write the monster porn, just say it bby ghfjdkshgfjkd but ty

Omfg that fic was so good!

Did the readers mom know about monster kuroo?? Or was she just worried because of the previous murder? And did Kuroo somehow manipulate reader into coming back to the forest or was it just a big coincidence? (👁👄👁 there's no such thing as a coincidence)

Looking forward to your future work <3

ty nonnie!! i didn’t have the right space for it, but after kohsuke was ripped apart and eaten kuroo stayed by the reader’s side until late in the night, only disappearing when he heard the reader’s parents/search party approaching. they found her lying in pools of blood (and scattered half eaten body parts), shaking and unresponsive – they knew no animal could’ve done something like that. so they knew something lurked in those woods, but considering the reader had repressed the memories, her mom couldn’t just come out and say it <33

You are an AMAZING horror writer!!!

The uneasiness I got from the conversations with the mom is just *chefs kiss*

A+++++

ahh thank you!! horror is such a hard genre to write because i’m never sure if the suspense and everything’s gonna hit right haha

I read Nostos before going to sleep last night and at the time I was like “sure hope this doesn’t give me nightmares” and thankfully it didn’t lol. But I think I’m willing to take that chance again because it’s so GOOD and I think I’m just going to have to relive it – @ohno-otome

fhdjgbfhjkdfn i’m glad it didn’t give you nightmares bby!! but i also appreciate that haha, i’m an absolute wimp with scary movies and stuff but i just can’t stop watching them haha

I just wanna say that I was listening to "You're a psychotic villain playlist" on youtube while reading Kuroo's oneshot and I can't explain the emotions I felt, but I'd let Kuroo do things to me asdfghjkl – @itishebihime-samaforyou

ooh nice! sometimes the right playlist makes things doubly as fun haha

OH MY GOD!?!?! Nostos was soooo GOOD?!?!? Like it was so creepy (but in a good way), and scary and suspenseful!! And the ending!?!? Omggg honestly one my fav fics from you!! You did my mans Kuroo justice 🥺💖💕

TYYYYYYY i was genuinely concerned i was gonna scare everybody off haha

Ah! The new fic! Chiefs kiss! Magnificent! Bravo!🧚‍♀️✨🧞‍♀️🦖🦭🌹💫

tysm nonnie!!! <33

i’m pretty sure i’m in the same/similar timezone as you? and i do be staying up late to be one of the first to read your fics (i usually stay up late anyways). so imagine my surprise when i see you post in the afternoon. in conclusion, whether you post to align with your european and american readers’ timezone, my gmt+10 arse will still be one of the first to read your fics. also nostos sjdufigyyjf i have to admit, i recently just found out about monster fucking and nostos scratched the itch😫 i feel bad for kohsuke though

bby i always post at like 2-4 in the morning please get some sleep!! the fics will be there in the morning lmao. i kinda low key forget about my aussie/gmt+10 followers because i think there’s like... 3 of you haha

Honestly if i could give u a dollar everytime i got off to your fics, you'd probably be rich by now

lmao the idea that people find my fics hot enough to get off to still blows my mind lol

your newest kuroo fic was so SO good!! its totally okay if you dont want to answer this so you can keep things ambiguous but is monster kuroo planning on killing the reader after he's...done with them

thank you, bby!! but no, monster kuroo isn’t gonna eat her – he’s had plenty of chances to do that if that’s what he wanted, but he has other plans for the poor reader

RHI, I WANT TO STATE FOR THE RECORD THAT I AM OKAY WITH MORE MONSTER FUCKING IN THE FUTURE. i also want to say im not a monster fucker, but that just feels like a lie at this point. okay, now that that's off my chest, i love it. the mystery, the connections of kuroo to a cat. kuroo's probably gonna go and batter around his prey once they're under his grip like my cat does. hopefully the reader will come out somewhat unscathed, if they are ever allowed to leave 😌 love this, love how different it is, the way kuroo just tries to weasel in. very monster and yandere vibes, very you. have i said i love this yet?? id willingly let him get me drunk on his cock, maybe never leave the peace of the mountains again

‘i want to say that i’m not a monster fucker’ bby the denial will get you nowhere haha. just lean in and embrace it hgfjkdlkfgjnkdl ahh but thank you this is such a sweet ask ILY!!!

Omg omg the monster thing kuroo was in ur latest fic is so familiar to me abdhdmfnjfjf. I remember being told abt a monster with VERY SIMILAR characteristics to it (aka the not being able to go inside a house unless invited and using fire to lure ppl out) AND JFC IT TERRIFIED ME. Esp how when i told ppl around me and they didnt recognize what it was, but it was somehow known to the kid that told me abt it.

(Some ppl thought it was familiar but still didnt know what it was)

Do u know what im talking abt? Hopefully u do

-🥚

GHFJDK so the monster in this is kind of based off the nekomata spirit in japanese folklore - they can appear like people, torment victims by reanimating the corpses of their loved ones, they’ve been blamed for forest fires, so it was just fun to use that as a basis and then go buck wild haha. anyway thanks for the ask bby!

Rest In Peace Kohsuke, you would’ve loved Haikyuu season 5😔✊– @joyvstheworld

poor kohsuke deserved better, i’m just mean to the oc’s i throw into fics haha

Monsterfucking ❤❤❤❤❤❤ a little annoyed you're making me simp for yan Kuroo though (a vibe tho tbh). You're so extremely talented!!!! &

This is probably a stupid question, but how did Kageyama react when he couldn't find y/n? How is life with yan Suga? I imagine probably awful BUT yknow maybe the stockholm syndrome set in fast lmao. Sorry, I'm going on a binge reading your stuff. - @oracleofdin

i will not apologise for making you simp for kuroo he deserves it the man’s a snacc. and as far as your second question, suga’s a very caring, very smothering kinda yandere, so i guess in some ways it’s better than what the reader had with kageyama but... pick your poison haha

That was so good. I’m so shook rn I can’t comprehend anything but how good that was and how good a writer you are

TYSM NONNIE!!! <33

Ok, so, I just read Final Girl and the lil' ticket addition to it and just---

Well, ok I've been playing Dead by Daylight a lot lately? And I'm just picturing Tetsu as the newest killer "The Trickster" and I'm positively RANDY.

Your writing is ALREADY thirst inducing and just as satisfying, but this has SENT ME- If you're not familiar, please...

https://youtu.be/iowkiPobYYQ

Understand my thirst. (I'd also like to clarify, I use a different skin for him that gives him black hair and he looks like Kuroo with an undercut.)

~ @the-casual-hedonist 🌸

i love how feral y’all got for final girl kuroo. like bo and akaashi had his fans, but i put a spiked bat in kuroo’s hands and y’all lost your goddamn minds and i love to see it. fghdjkvhfjdkls thanks for the ask bby

idk why but I love preggo reader as long as I don't pretend it's me 😢✋ I hate babies n pregnancy anywhere else other than horny haikyuu fics

i think that’s a valid thing for a lot of fans. the idea of breeding is sexy, the actual getting pregnant and having a kid thing... not so much. but especially with non-con scenario’s, it’s more about the aspect on control than the actual desire to have kids. but yeah, i feel you

Sorry to bother but uh was just wondering in fracture did Osamu kill his wife or was it actually an “unfortunate event” ? Love your work btw!!

he most certainly did :))

LMFAO RHI i totally get not liking cheating/infidelity fics (towards reader) bc IT HIRTS ME SO BAD I CANNOT HANDLE THOSE.

id be reading fics those fics like: tf you mean my yandere aimt gonna baby me and only want me??🤨🤨🤨⁉️‼️

EXACTLY! listen i get that it’s a fucked up fantasy, but in my fucked up fantasy you damn well better have the decency to be loyal smh

Finders keepers is the most beautiful thing I've read by you: I read it twice like I normally do and here's what I figured out the second time (that's when I analyze it and find the little tidbits of things that are much darker than they appear (: )

To start I LOVE THE DETAILS OF THEM NEVER TEACHING READER ANYTHING- at first I assumed "oh they might see her as a little sister or child or something" but realized thAT WAS THE ISSUE!! they infantilize her and isolate her from everyone but her group. the small details like that are what make the story amazing 😎💅

ahh thank you so much, nonnie!! pls this is making me soft 🥺

I just wanted to stop by and say that I love your writing and I hope you're doing well!!! Drink plenty of water and keep up the amazing work :) but seriously you're one of the best fanfic writers I've seen on tumblr! I read your "Imitation" piece about kuroo and i keep coming back to it, it's so good! I did want to ask if you think it'd be possible for the reader to ever escape with the baby (or at least attempt to). Or if Kenma would "help" at all just to put an end to kuroo's antics lmao

kenma would in no way help the reader, and tbh by that point if kuroo did get her pregnant, she’d be far too emotionally dependant on him to actually even want to leave, but thanks for the ask!

You know who I think would be a perfect Yandere in the JJK world? Choso.

🚨Spoilers Ahead🚨

After being locked in a glass jar for however long he was, and all that happened with his brothers, I feel like he would absolutely never let his darling out of his sight. He would be possessive. Obsessive. And Oh So delusional. Sure he’d be your anything - he truly is a softy - but to what end?🤤

choso would make an excellent yandere, ngl 😌

what au/troupe of your fav character(s) that you have written do you like the most?

(rlly hope this makes sense🙏)

i am always a slut for soulmate au’s :))

#ask #anon #rhi answers #ohh so many asks #i love you guys <33 #fic q's

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hairycooterlips69 · 4 years ago

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Service with a Smile

Howdy y’all, I had a wild hair up my ass to write a fanfic. It’s my first one, be gentle 😅 I’m obsessed with Hawks so I hope I do him proud. Also I was gonna name it Kentucky Fried Fuckin but i don’t wanna be ganked by the Colonel so... Takami Keigo x Fem!Reader

word count : 4k

[ (nsfw 18+) ]

Warnings: edging, fingering, soft dom/sub, oral sex, nipple play, anal play, choking, unprotected sex

yuhh, get into it~

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Tonight’s shift couldn’t get any worse.

As you glance at your watch, you internally groan after realizing that you had been on your feet for the last 8 hours stuck behind a cash register. Between some brat spilling juice not once, but twice, on the floor you mopped, a woman berating you for not having any more barbeque sauce, and your closing partner quitting the night before, you were at your wit’s end. Working at a fried chicken shop wasn’t the most glamourous place of employment, but it paid the bills and your quirk did come in handy. Your empathic quirk allowed you to ease the negative emotions of others with the cost of others’ emotions somewhat rubbing off on you. While customers left satisfied and in good spirits, most nights you were left feeling exhausted and impatient. Well at least there’s only 5 minutes until close, you contemplate, mentally preparing yourself to clean and lock up the store.

Lost in thoughts, you hear a soft jingling and the thudding of boots against the tiled floor. “Heyo~, are you guys still open?” The first thing you notice about this customer is his ruby-red wings. Upon further inspection, you see that he is wearing a black body suit, beige pants, and a fur-trimmed coat accessorized with protective glasses and headgear, along with some pompous, feathery hairstyle. You felt as if this person was familiar. I mean, how could you not recognize a guy with massive birdlike appendages? You must have seen him somewhere, maybe around the city or at a bar. Or maybe you’ve seen him at the park, or maybe at the –

“Uh, hello. Earth to Y/N. Sorry for coming in so late, but I’ve been patrolling the area tonight and it seemed like this place was still open. I get pretty hungry around this time. Will you be able to serve me?” You snap back to reality, your cheeks tinged in embarrassment. “How do you know my name? D-do I know you?” you stammer. “Well, I read your nametag. But if you want to get to know me, you most certainly can, kid.” he quipped cheekily. What an ass. Your embarrassment quickly turned into annoyance, but you swallowed your pride and politely responded “yes sir, we are still open. How can I help you?” “Sir? I like that. Well, you can start me off with a four-piece meal and a soda, and after I’m done eating you can help me by giving me your number.” You audibly gasp, astounded at the audacity of this honey-haired jerk. Without a word, you quickly turned on your heels to put together the combo and get away from this man.

He must have noticed how upset you were as you placed his food on the counter rather abruptly. His expression softened from a cocky grin to a repentant half-smile. “I apologize if I’ve offended you. It’s just that I get pretty bored protecting the city and lurking on top of buildings. It’s nice to have some human contact, even if it’s teasing the cutie working at a fried chicken shop.” If you weren’t already flustered before, your face blushed crimson red yet again. Without the arrogance, you notice that this stranger was cherubically handsome, donning bushy blonde eyebrows, golden, catlike eyes, and the beginnings of scruffy facial hair. He must have been around your age or maybe a couple years older. You could tell that he was in almost, if not completely, perfect physical shape by the way his body suit hugged his chest. You hated to admit it, but his flirting was actually coaxing you out of your previously terrible mood. You manually willed yourself to reply, retorting “yeah, well don’t vigilantes like you have anything better to do than harassing a stranger while at work?” “Ouch, kid. A vigilante? Try number-two Pro Hero. I guess that’s what I get for coming in so late and giving you a tough time. I go by Hawks, but the name is Takami Keigo. But, I prefer if you call me yours for the evening.” At this point you couldn’t help but laugh at his boldness. After catching your breath, you responded “Alright Big Bird, enjoy your meal. Just please don’t leave too much of a mess, I already have to wait for you to finish so I can clean up and get the hell out of here.” For a split second, you saw his face twitch in an unreadable manner before his switching back to seasoned professionality. “Ah, of course. I won’t be too long. Thank you again y/n for the food. I’m sure it will be delicious.”

Your eyes followed him as he walked to the table and sat down, wings folding flat to his back as he prepared to dig in. You watched him as he removed his gloves, finger by finger. You couldn’t help but notice how long and graceful they were. Carefully, he teared apart slivers of each piece of chicken before bringing the greasy bits to his mouth. As he prepared his food, he would often glance up at you only to avoid your eyes and look back down at his food. What was with those looks he keeps giving me? It was almost like I angered him, or got offended by what I said, you mused to yourself. I’ll just activate my quirk. That way if he’s pissed, I can smooth things over. I don’t need to be bitched at by the manager again. With slight concentration, you activated your quirk. Suddenly you could feel what he felt – hunger. Besides this, there was another feeling. Similar to hunger, combined with a dull, growing ache. It almost felt like – yearning? Or something more? Once realizing the feeling, you quickly ducked your head. This bastard was aroused! You felt conflicted. He must be feeling confused by what I said to him, but also… I think he enjoyed it? You begin to feel a warming sensation in your midsection. Damnit, I think he is aroused. I’m starting to feel it too. Why would a Pro Hero be interested in someone who’s been covered in grease and sweat all day? You start to feel a little self-conscious at this point. There was no way that he couldn’t smell all the herbs and spices permeating off your overworked body. I smell like the deep fryer and I’m starting to thirst over some big-shot hero. I need to distract myself. “Hey, Hawks? If it’s alright with you, I’m gonna start cleaning up a bit.”

Hawks barely glanced at you as he responded “sure kid, do what you need to do. Don’t stop on my account.” You grabbed a rag and started to wipe down the tables with practiced ease. You closed on most nights and were able to get the store tidied up within 30 minutes or so. This night was different though, and you were somewhat nervous doing your nightly tasks as Hawks observed your work. When your back was turned, you could still sense eyes on you along with the steadily growing ache emitting from the Pro Hero and your own growing desire welling from within your body. Shit, the fact that he’s turned on right now is insane. I guess it is a compliment, he’s hot as hell. I actually kind of like it, you admitted to yourself. This realization combined with your quirk stirred up your own desire of being touched, and the growing warmth of arousal spread through your body like a slow burn. The more you attempted to distract yourself by sweeping the floor and wiping down tables, the deeper this yearning grew. Your watch indicated that it was definitely past the time you normally locked up and left. Fuck, I’m super turned on. What’s with him? And what’s up with me? You decide that you would quash this feeling right then and there. “Hey Hawks, are you okay? Cuz it’s getting late and I-“

As you turned around, you saw the Pro Hero had been standing a few feet behind you, wings fluttering rhythmically to the beat of his pulse. “You know, no one’s ever insulted me like that before and yeah, kid, it was cute, but it was also incredibly rude.” Before you could react, Hawks reached up and grazed the left side of your face with his right hand. “Now, how are you going to make it up to me?”

“I, uh- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. It’s just-“

“Just what?”

“I can feel you. I mean, I can feel what you feel, that’s my quirk and obviously you didn’t know that but I’m sensing that you’re-“

“You can sense how I feel, at this moment? Tell me, kid. Let’s see how accurate that quirk of yours is.”

“Well, um… earlier after I called you Big Bird and I got a vibe that you were annoyed but also intrigued? Also, uh – when you were eating and I was cleaning up, I kind of got the feeling that you were interested… in that way.”

“’That way?’ And what way would that be?”

You could tell that Hawks took pleasure in watching you squirm and shade brighter than his pinions. “That way. You know, an… intimate sort of feeling.”

You flinched, expecting Hawks to jerk his hand away from you and walk off in disgust. Instead, a sly, borderline wicked grin began to spread across his face. “Now that’s an impressive quirk. What if I told you that you were correct in that I am turned on by you? In fact, the more I watch you, the more I want to touch every single part of your body and own that delicious ass of yours.” He stepped closer, inches away from you, and began to trail his hand from your cheek down to the nape of your neck. You barely registered Hawks’ wings spreading out and almost immersing the two of you. “You can feel what I feel, right? So that can only mean that you want me almost as badly as I want you. If you let me, I’ll be more than happy to satisfy us both.” Hawks must have misread the look of disbelief slapped across your face. He backtracked, “Was that too far, kid?”

“N-no. Keep going. I want this.”

You had barely finished your sentence when the pro hero lunged forward, pushing his lips against your own with the urgency of a rabid animal. You quickly returned his kiss with equal hunger, pressing back against the soft, inviting landscape of his mouth. Lip-locked and frenzied, you felt him slowly run his hands down the side of your body and onto your hips, grasping them so intensely you felt his nails dig into your skin sending small shocks of pleasure directly to your core. You unconsciously leaned your hips toward, your body responding to the sensation building within your intimacy. You felt the pressure of Hawks’ reciprocating excitement against your leg as he moaned at the growing constraint between his manhood and his uniform.

“Y/n, are you sure you’re up for this? Because I can’t hold back much longer. I would cut my wings off just to flip you onto that counter and ram the shit out of you until you beg me to stop making you cum.”

“Hawks-“

“Call me Keigo, fuck. Call me Keigo, I want to hear you scream my name at the top of your lungs.”

“Keigo, shut the hell up and do what you said. Please just fuck me already.”

He practically flung you across the store, wrapping you up in a tight, muscular embrace with his vibrant, elongated wings beating erratically. Hawks placed you on the counter rather gently, attaching himself to your mouth again. You could feel his tongue softly graze your bottom lip in an attempt to explore you. Ever so slightly, your lips parted to meet his tongue in a battle for dominance. Hawks eventually overpowered you, and you could slightly taste the remnants of his meal as he ran his tongue vertically against the sinew of your cheeks. While Hawks commanded your mouth, you used your knee to tease and stimulate his aching member, pre-cum threatening to bleed through his pants. “Hrrnh, y/n. My cock is practically begging for you,” he groaned. You responded, “for someone who wants to fuck me senseless, you sure are taking your sweet ass time.”

Charged by your smart remark, he pulled away from your lips to focus on his next mission: undressing you before you could even open your mouth to land some other sarcastic comment. With surprising dexterity, he peeled off your shirt and pants while you worked on unclasping your bra. Keigo paused to admire your bare chest. “God y/n, as if you weren’t already looking like a five-course meal. I just might have to devour you until there’s nothing left.” Before you could come up with another response, Hawks enveloped his eager mouth to your right nipple while reaching to attend to your left bud. He began to suck rhythmically as if attuned to your wildly beating heart, lazily switching from massaging your left nipple between his graceful fingers to rubbing it in a clockwise fashion. You groaned animalistically into his ear, clenching your vaginal muscles and grinding your heat against the corner of the counter in desperation.

“Keigo, stop fucking teasing me. Please do something, you’re driving me crazy.”

Obliging, Hawks abandoned your left nipple to pull your drenched panties to one side of your private area. “Jeez, kid, you’re practically drooling down there. I wonder how wet for me you’ll get once I stick my fingers inside that pretty pussy.” Something about the snarky comment sent you over the edge. It was as if something inside your brain snapped, and the need to control this bird-brained asshole overtook you. Oh, I’m gonna give this fucker a show, you mused. You grabbed Keigo’s wrist and shoved it directly inside your clenched hole, violently abusing his fingers akin to a human dildo to escalate your pleasure. Hawks’ mouth practically dropped to the floor, his gaze shifting frantically from you using him as your fuck toy to the canvas of your naked body.

“Holy fuck, kid. That’s so goddamn hot. You really are such a slut, fucking yourself with my own hand. God, y/n. I want to be inside you so fucking bad.”

“That sounds like a personal problem,” you huffed. “Now take off your clothes while you watch me play with myself.”

You grabbed his wrist again to remove his fingers, replacing them with your own to appease the gnawing desire. “Don’t look away from me, Keigo. Make direct eye contact, or I’ll kick your ass out of here with nothing but a pulsating cock and a hope for a wet dream about me.” Hawks quickly stripped down to his boxers, awaiting eagerly for your next demand. You could see the evident staining where the fabric was constricting his shaft. “Such an obedient pigeon,” you purred. “Now stroke your cock slowly like the good little bird boy you are.” His right hand began to slip down the band of his tightening boxers. “Ah-ah-ah, I said to take off your clothes. I didn’t say you could take it out and touch it. Now I’ll allow you to jerk it outside of your boxers.”

“Fuck, kid. Who the hell are you talking to like that? I don’t like that bratty ass attitude you have. I may just have to sh-”

You interrupted his monologue to jump off the counter and engulf his clothed manhood as deeply as your throat would allow. Even as it threatened to touch the back of your esophagus, you could see that you weren’t able to completely fill it with your mouth. You worked quickly to moisten his stiff cock. He moaned and grabbed the base of your head as you proceeded to bob back and forth, driving him insane by your refusal to let him be in charge.

“You filthy whore. If you’re gonna suck me off at least do it properly.” Hawks was growing feral with desire to feel your slobbery mouth on the skin of his member. “I guess you have been a good birdie. Here, I’ll make this easier for you.” You removed him from your mouth long enough to yank down his underwear and return to his massive source of heat. You grabbed Keigo’s cockhead and placed it strategically between your lips, outlining the contours of your mouth and using his wetness as a lipliner. “Fuuuck, you are so good, so good to me baby bird,” he whimpered pathetically before taking him inside your mouth once again. You continued to pleasure him with an absurd amount of oral pressure and saliva which began to leak out the corners of your lips. After a couple minutes of sucking him off, you felt him start to quiver. “Ungh, y/n. I’m about to cum.”

You immediately pulled away. There was no way in hell Hawks was going to come in the store and take up your time without getting you off. “It’s my turn now Keigo. You talked all that shit and now I want to see what you can do. I doubt you’ll be able to get me to cum.” As you planned, this lit a fire under Takami’s ass to drill you harder than an army sergeant. Without a word, Hawks yanked you up from the roots of your hair, shredded off your panties, and proceeded to flip you on top of the counter with your dripping cunt exposed in the air.

“You’ll regret you said that. You’re about to sing my name until your pussy screams and it’ll be music to my ears. I’m gonna make you my dirty little songbird bitch.”

Your heart was racing as you were sprawled out on the counter, your most intimate parts displayed for Hawks’ viewing. You began to turn your head to face him when you felt a strong grip on the base of your scalp again. “I didn’t say you could look at me. Now turn back around or I’ll leave you with a sopping cunt and a hope for a wet dream,” Hawks mimicked. You regretted being so saucy with him before; he now had the upper hand but at the same time, you felt a wicked delight at what was in store. You could feel him tracing the outer folds of your womanhood meticulously and painfully slow before sliding upwards to reach the sensitive skin on your asshole. You involuntarily twitched as he touched this spot, not used to this area being so vulnerable. “It looks like I found your weak spot, baby bird. I think it’s time to show you what happens to bratty bitches who talk so impolitely to me.” You heard a soft whoosh from behind you, similar to a sailing dart. You gasped in shock as you felt the tip of a feather tickling your rim as two fingers began to penetrate the saturation built up in your twinging cunt. Hawks continued this assault as he began to fist his own member using the slick he swiped from your saturated hole, picking up speed to pump synchronously with his digits. “Shit, y/n. I can’t hold out much longer, your slutty pussy is soaking my hand. I want to feel how wet you are. Are you gonna be a good girl and let me fill you with my cum?”

“Keigo, PLEASE! Please fuck me, I can’t take this anymore, ahh-. I’m begging you, I want you to stuff me with your fat cock.”

Hawks countered your begging by shoving his length into your sopping cavern. You cried out with a mixture of surprise and pain as he began to pump into you with determination. You could feel your walls clamp down on his manhood as he massaged your insides. Despite your best efforts, you couldn’t help but to moan, your mind succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure you felt in your overheating pussy. Hawks felt like absolute nirvana, reaching parts of you that had not been touched in a very long time. He continued his strides in an exaggerated manner, ensuring that you felt every single inch of him from the base all the way to his engorged cockhead. Your wails of satisfaction began to match the reverberation of Keigo’s swollen balls slapping against your perineum, applauding the unification of two strangers and their primitive needs. “I told you, baby bird. I knew my cock would drive you insane. Who’s your owner now? Tell me, huh? I want you to say it, to scream it at the top of your lungs. Who’s fucking up this tight cunt, yeah? Who’s filling this slutty little hole of yours, songbird?”

“You are, Keigo, fuck. Fuck the shit out of me, please. Keep ramming my pussy, baby. I’m you-” He cut off your anguished whines by shoving his fingers in your mouth, forcing you to taste your own slick mixed with the flavors of his earlier meal. “Y/N, you sure are talkative for someone who can barely handle a cock inside her. Is papa bird too big for you to handle?”

“Hu-hrd-rr!”

“What was that, filthy girl? You’re mumbling.”

Hawks began to hammer into you, his breathing becoming ragged; the way you took such brutal pounding threatened to buckle his knees. He took his fingers out of your mouth so you could scream “I said, HARDER, you bastard!” You couldn’t help but to whine as he continued to fill your ears with lewd comments and grunts, his rhythm beginning to slightly falter with each clench as he fought to reach your cervix. You attempted to regain regularity in your breathing to no avail.

“Aah, aah, fuck Keigo. This is your pussy, don’t stop. Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

“Shit baby bird, you’re so fucking tight it hurts. Fuck, I’m gonna fill you with all my seed. You’re gonna be begging for my cock from now on out and I’ll make sure to give it to you every night. Now cum for me, baby. Sing me a song, songbird. I wanna hear you fucking say whose cock is claiming your pussy!” The screech you let out was inhumane, your legs shaking savagely as a deep, almost painful orgasm rippled from your center. The lilt of your voice sent Hawks into a frenzy, his thrusts becoming unstable and jolting as he moaned your name. You saw Hawks’ eyes begin to glaze over and saw your opportunity to attack. You turned to reach for his throat and pressed firmly with your thumb and index finger with just enough pressure to surprise him, cutting him off mid-groan. “Awhk, f-feels sh-so good. Almost th-there.” You wrapped your legs around Takami’s hips and squeezed as tightly as possible, leaving the pro hero no choice but to release himself inside you, hips bucking as his load emptied in rivets.

“Ahh shit, y/n. I meant to pull out. I should’ve asked you first.” He sighed as he slowly removed himself from you. You both watched his fatigued member leave your orifice covered in the combination of juices. “Well normally when people order food here, they don’t end up balls deep in me so…” you retorted. Hawks chuckled, a dash of pink beginning to spread on his cheeks. “Well pro heroes don’t normally meet such gorgeous and smart-ass chicks working at fried chicken shops.” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress a grin. You weren’t immune to his charm, and you were wondering what just transpired. Hawks searched for a clean towel and began to wipe you off, erasing evidence of the night’s events. “I guess I’ll see you around then,” you offered as you both began to redress yourselves. You hoped deeply you would see him again someday, even if it was just to order food. Hawks planted a soft kiss on your cheek, then asked “when’s your next day off, y/n?” You sighed lightly, “I actually have the next day off. Thank All Might, I’m exhausted.”

Hawks smiled, ruffled your hair, and replied “hope you’re not too exhausted. If you’ll allow me, I’d like to take you out on a proper date. I know this great little place that sells the best chicken.”

#hawks smut #my hero academia hawks #pro hero hawks #hawks x female #keigo takami #takami #takami keigo x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #pro hero #fanfic #bnha x female reader #mha x female reader

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lackingspace · 5 years ago

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Incensed (Bo Sinclair x Reader)

Rated: Explicit

Word Count: 2.5K

Summary: Bo is having a shit morning and you’re not making it any better. When some tourist wander in his irritation spikes exponentially. Why the fuck would you think flirting with one of them would be ok?

Warnings: Bo being an irate ass, Possible offensive language, Punishment, Degradation, Spanking, Dirty talk

A/N: Ok, not my typical content, but its House of Wax day and I’m thirst af I love those boys, so I wanted to celebrate. Angry Bo just came out, so that’s what y’all get (╯°□°）╯ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

AO3 Link: Incensed

You were goddamn doing it again. Bo was so fucking fed up. It’d been a shitty morning of waking up to a blaring hangover. Breakfast had Lester and you chattering like incessant little birds while Vincent's mute ass self was somehow still being too damn loud.

He’d snapped when you laughed in the high twinkling pitch that usually hit him somewhere uncomfortable in his chest but now split his brain in two. “Jesus Christ, shut the fuck up!” Everyone stopped to stare over at him, even Vincent mid-bite, turned to stare him down.

You had a disgusted and offended look on your face that almost made him want to feel bad, but he couldn’t, wouldn’t when his head was splitting and only getting worse. You spat at him in annoyance, “What the hell, Bo?”

He grabbed his coffee cup and grunted, “Can a man drink his fucking coffee in peace? Y’all are being so fucking loud with your bullshit.” You crossed your arms and leaned forward against the table, “No, not when a ‘man’ is gonna be a dick before 9 am.” You’d said, ‘man’, so venomously he felt a tiny spark of pride because that surely was something you’d picked up from him. Regardless, he ignored it because his temper took precedence. White-knuckling his cup he took a sip before hissing at you, “The fuck did you say?”

Vincent and Lester were both looking at you now. Vinny's gaze concerned, worried, while Lester put a hand on your shoulder saying your name. You looked away from the ass at the counter and back to your friend, “Just don’t, s’not worth it.” You looked at Vincent and he shook his head, so after pursing your lips you sighed out, “Nothing.”

Bo took another sip as his anger simmered down, “S’what I fuckin thought.” He saw your jaw clench. And that felt fucking good. So when you’d followed him out to his truck after breakfast he was surprised. You walked to his passenger side and let yourself in before he could say anything. Getting in himself he turned to you, “Can I fuckin help you, princess?”

The look you gave him was like a mocking taunt, “Nah, but I could probably help you.” Bo wasn’t in the mood to play games, so he just cranked the engine and shifted gears with an eye roll, “Suit your fuckin self.”

You’d been so fucking annoying too. Following him around, commenting just enough to get under his skin, but not enough to make him want to glue your mouth shut. But God, was he contemplating it...be a waste of your pretty lips though. You’d started questioning him on mechanic things and fuck was it annoying, but they seemed like genuine questions and damn if it didn’t feel nice to have someone admire his skill for once.

But when some jock ass pricks rolled up asking for some car help, well, the side-eye you’d given him, screamed trouble. The little asshats had thought you were the receptionist, that made Bo laugh as he thought to himself, ‘receptionist my ass’. But you’d been nice and accommodating to the boys. Leaning on the counter showing them some ample cleavage that made Bo ready to say fuck his brother's art and gouge out their eyes himself for looking.

But you kept it up and he was about ready to strangle someone when you decided it was a good idea to start flirting with one of the fucks. He fucking hated when you got in a mood- you were stubborn as all get out and it never worked out in Bo’s favor when you got like this. He knew he’d been an ass earlier, but any small amount of guilt he’d had quickly evaporated. Not when he could tell you actually fucking thought one of em was cute. It wasn’t just a fake blush you were giving the twink.

Bo groaned in disgust when you laughed at something stupid that’d been said. He caught your gaze and gave you a glowering look that said ‘fuckin cut it out he wasn't in the mood.’ but the smug little smirk you returned said something different.

His mood darkened quickly when the asshole actually put a hand on you. Fucking touching you wasn’t gonna fly. Not with the morning he’d had. The little prick was on the top of Bo's shit list in an instant with your name right under it. If the little twit moved his hand any lower on your back Bo would have reached over and broke it. Instead, he didn’t and just left it so you’d realize how absolutely fucked you were.

Wiggling out from under the tourist's arm you giggled an excuse and walked back over to where Bo was. Inside you were sweating because he hadn’t stepped in like you’d thought and that spoke to how pissed he was. How fucked you were. It wasn't like you didn’t know he was mad. And, sure, you’d known what you were doing. Stopping way earlier was probably smarter, but you never claimed to be a genius, so when flirting presented itself, well, it had seemed perfect.

You’d been annoyed at him this morning, and maybe had wanted some payback. Wanted to annoy him because he’d been such an ass not only this morning but all damn week. It wasn’t fair for Lester and Vinny to constantly have to walk on eggshells when Bo was just fucking ornery.

And ok, you'd admit that you’d pushed a little too far here though. Especially with how possessive Bo was. He’d even get pissed when you tried to drink some of his coffee. So some random guy, not his brother, putting their arm around you was like a death wish. And God, was he standing beside you deathly silent-- it had you fucking sweating for real. It wasn’t the guy you were worried about, he was dead either way, but you'd maybe just fucked yourself royally. Bo's punishments were unpredictable- very good or very bad. You’d consider yourself lucky if he just ignored you or bitched for a few weeks until you were finally privileged enough for a spanking. God, there was something sick in you though because you still wanted it even if he edged you for a month before forgiving you.

He gave some excuse to the group through clenched teeth that he'd be able to work on their vehicle, but needed to take care of something downstairs first, and that they should go out and find something to do. They'd accepted his answer and left the shop none the wiser.

You'd never felt his hand grip the back of your neck faster in your life. In a deep growl, “You little bitch.” He tightened his grip, “ You’re fucking coming with me and don't even think about making a fucking peep. If you wanna be a slut I'll show you what sluts get." he kept to a slow walk until the both of you were out of view, then he all but pushed you down the stairs leading to his playroom.

He didn't even bother opening the door, just pushed you against the wall next to it-- your cheek smashed against it he invaded your space, "Think you're real slick trying to play with that little bitch in front of me?" you whined out an "I'm sorr-" but he cut you off, "What’d I fucking say?”

You cut your whine instantly, “And see, you're not sorry. You'da stopped when I fucking told you to if you were." He leaned in closer and you could hear the growl- the anger in his voice directly in your ear, "You were too busy bein a filthy fucking attention whore. Good thing you didn’t let him grab that ass otherwise I don't give a fuck how sweet that pussy is, you'd be out too. Vincent can have a hissy fit later."

Shit, you knew he was pissed, but damn this was pissed. You tried to actually apologize, "Bo, I'm s-" But his hand came up to lift your face off the wall to grip your cheeks tightly, "Nuh-uh, Don't you fucking Bo me. You're gonna shut the fuck up while I give you something to be sorry for." He pushed against your ass as he leaned over to open the door and God, he was half hard already.

Dragging your through, he made it to the edge of the bed “You're gonna sit that little ass over my lap and I'm gonna make it so Vinny’s gonna have to fucking ice it for a week." You groaned because fuck, you knew this was supposed to be a punishment and it was definitely going to hurt, but damned if you didn't need it. Him being actually pissed was hot as hell and even if you couldn’t sit for a week you really couldn’t find it in you to be mad about that. The man didn't know the power he had over you when he was pushing you around like this.

He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you roughly over his lap. His hand on the back of your neck slid up to grip a tight fist of your hair pushing your face into the mattress. His other ripped off your skirt and panties all in one go, "You’re gonna fuckin count them you cunt and thank me for each one." You tried to nod but the fist didn't allow any movement so you let out a muffled, "Ok, yes sir." His fist tightened in preparation as your breath hitched and delivered the first rough smack to your bare ass. Your muscles tightened at the sting, "One, Thank you, sir!" he grunted and gave another just as rough-- you winced and jolted up, "Two! Thank you, sir!"

On it went until you were sobbing in his lap from the pain and how much your clit ached. “Twenty! Thank you, sir!” He hadn't gone easy, wasn’t about that. Not even a little. Taking all his aggression out on your ass and you really couldn't say you were mad about it. Sure it hurt and would probably leave some bruising, but damn it really was a good hurt.

Even when he soothingly ran a hand over the area your ass stung, "Don't give me that crying, I can tell from your sloppy pussy how much you liked this." he slid a finger through your drenched folds, "It's like Niagara falls down here. You're a little slut for this, aren't ya?" You shook your head in denial, not wanting to give him that if he was gonna be an ass about it. He slid a finger back through your folds and your hips lifted off he lap in want, "Look at that. Can't even fucking help yourself."

A swift smack shocked your system back into pain, "Don't fuckin try to take what I'm not giving, whore." You rubbed your face into the mattress trying to get yourself under control as you squeezed your thighs together. With a deep breath, “I'm sorry, sir” He laughed, "You’re really fuckin not. But I'll let it slide because I'm feelin generous.” He slid a finger into your pussy and you instantly clenched around it, but tried to stay as still as possible, “This just want you wanted, huh? My fingers in this whore cunt of yours? Think I deserve a fuckin apology after all your shit today.”

You could tell he was calmer now, but that meant dangerous. Too bad dangerous also meant sexy. And you’d give this asshole whatever he wanted as long as he’d keep sliding his fingers in and out of you, “I'm waiting, Princess.” and he slipped a second finger in scissoring them, you groaned, "I'm sorry! Ok, Bo?! I'm so fucking sorry! I shouldn't have! I knew what I was doing and that you weren't in a good mood, but I did it anyways. God, I'm sorry Daddy, please don't be mad!" you were shaking in his lap and fuck, wait...oh fuck you'd never let that slip before. Shit, you felt yourself tense up just as his cock twitched under you. Fist still in your hair pulled your face up, "What was that?!" You stayed silent and he gave a hard jerk, winching in pain, "I'm sorry....Daddy" he groaned, "Too fucking right, baby girl."

He’d started his fingers back up, roughly pushing them in and out of you, “Bein a bad girl pushing Daddy’s buttons like that. But you did so good taking that spanking.” with a twist of his hand you felt him brush up against that spongy area inside that had your hips jerk up into his hand and sobbing out a moan, “Daddy’s gonna be real sweet to you and fuck this cunt open.” you moaned again at the idea. He was so hard against you and damn did you want it inside you more than anything. You didn’t have to wait long because after another twist of his wrist he pulled his fingers out, swiped them through your folds, and gave a circle to your clit before pulling away completely. You whined, but felt him move the two of you, “Keep that fucking face in the mattress and ass up.”

Pulling your legs underneath to prop yourself up in the position he wanted, “That's right, baby. Now spread yourself open for me. Show me that pussy.” Your face burned, god he could be so nasty, but you loved it and did as he asked. Reaching both hands back to spread yourself open for him.

You heard him shuffling before you felt a hand settle on your lower back. “Look at that red ass and wet little hole.” He smoothed a hand down a cheek before he gave it a much lighter smack. You groaned and felt yourself pulse around nothing, “Look at that slutty pussy clench.” He ran a finger from the start of your ass down through your folds, coming to a stop at your clit and gave a few circles to it.

“Don't worry, sunshine, Daddy’s got somethin to fill it up with.” His hand moved away and then you felt the length of him slide up through your folds. You couldn’t stop the moan that fell from your lips as he smacked it against your pussy a few times, “Feel that? I’m gonna stretch you open real good, darlin’.” Sliding his cock back down to press the tip against your clit he brushed it back up to rest at your opening, “You gonna be a good girl and take it like a whore for me?”

Drool had steadily been falling from your lips but you couldn’t find it in you to care. Your hair was a mess and face felt on fire, but the only thing your existence came down to at that moment was the way his cock was just breaching into you- just teasingly stretching you. Slowly his words filtered through your brain to which you rapidly nodded and whined out a “Please!”

He slid in slowly before the last syllable left your mouth.

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literaphobe · 4 years ago

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season four of she-ra rated by catradora content

the coronation: okay so... rightfully. there’s nothing i should be appraising here. adora and catra didn’t interact or bring each other up at all. but bro... catra’s new outfit... the best character of season four. i’m kidding but also she is so hot. catra seems to be dealing w the portal incident by framing it as a victory, since the rebellion was hurt by it. but also who cares. who fucking cares man. her arc this episode was about her deciding to make hordak her little bitch and design a new sexy outfit. that adora did NOT talk about nor seem visually affected by >:( yes, this entire season will be measured by how much i think it was a missed opportunity that adora did not get to thirst. jk but also am i? 500000000/10 for catra’s new look, 0/10 for official catradora stuff

the valley of the lost: god...... this episode. i know it’s like one of the few catradora moments we have this season already but it makes me LIVID that adora said that flirty ass line and catra never even got to hear it. anyway, let’s begin properly. double trouble seeks catra out and says they’re gonna be her new best friend. catra says “oh, yeah? i’m done with best friends”, making it official that she and adora broke up 😔 like friend broke up oh my god 😔 KFKSKDKD like we been knew but i think it is so dramatic and funny of catra to announce that she’s never having a best friend again because adora broke her heart 😔💔 i mean i know it’s also like sad but let’s keep it light ok uwu anyway. sigh. double trouble! auditions for catra! by pretending to be her in battle! which is great for them, but not for me and my hang ups about adora bringing back a flirty line catra said to her in season one and winking and then catra doesn’t hear or see ANY of it. sigh. let’s go through the scene. adora sees who she thinks is catra run in and say “hey! careful with the goods”, pouncing on adora and taking her down. adora tosses dt!catra into the walkway above and they get a cut on their face. not sure whether this is meant to signify adora pulling less of her punches around catra or double trouble just not being as agile as catra is in combat. it’s probably the latter because when you think about it, throwing catra away is much more of a defensive tactic than an offensive one. anyway! double trouble still does a more or less good job fighting adora as catra. huntara calls adora over and is like hi adora! could you stop fighting ur gf for one fucking second? we need you to do literally anything else. and adora (who has NO IDEA she’s not fighting her ACTUAL gf) is like :( wait no what really?? ok :( one sec tho lemme pull off this super cool sexy farewell thing before i stop fighting catra i’ve been practicing it for years u kno kinda been working up to doing this bit. and then she. grabs dt!catra after stopping them from running away, and grabs this trap thingy to trap them against the side of this wall. “i got something more important to do :) it was fun distracting you though ;)” and she actually WINKS and she looks SO PROUD of her damn self but it means pretty much NOTHING because that’s not ACTUALLY catra :( wtf :( the worst thing about this whole situation is that adora clearly wanted to do her whole super strong super powered thing and then go BACK to catra and like.... gloat or something.... flirt some more.... kiss her.... i don’t know. but dt!catra is gone because they’re good at getting out of tight spots, and adora is like “how did she get out of that? :( i wanted to see more of her tf....” anyway double trouble, scorpia, and catra are escaping in a skiff after this. catra thinks double trouble did marvelously. “i grew up with adora, and you fooled her” well catra. i’m very sorry. but if i were adora seeing you in that new look for the first time, i wouldn’t be checking to see if u were ooc. i would be.... hm idk.... flirting with you as hard as possible? like i know i complained that we never got a proper reaction from adora re catra’s new outfit, but i think we could interpret this scene as a lapse in adora’s morals <3 like she gave catra such a hard stare the last time they saw each other, and the next time they saw each other (after this) adora glared at her too, but somehow this time she’s all 👅👅👅👅👅it was fun distracting you ;) ;) ;) like ok. slow down there horn dog. “if you can do that, we can do anything. this is gonna be fun...” catra :( perhaps you would have more fun :( if you suggestively fought with adora :( yourself? :( 8/10

flutterina: catra’s having bad dreams :( her mistakes and past actions are haunting her and the guilt is messing her up so bad :( so what am i choosing to focus on? the fact that adora was in her dream :) dream!adora looks Angry and dream!catra is scared and backing away :( a quick callback to when adora gave catra an angry Look when she destroyed the portal, and catra looked scared for a second before her face hardened back to something equally pissed off looking. so this dream obviously tells us that the thought of adora genuinely just hating and being pissed off at catra... hurts and scares her. because we all know that she loves adora and just wants adora to love her back! but.... ya lmao. dream!adora asks “why did you do it?!” reminiscent of what she said last season, but angrier this time. and we all know that catra doesn’t really know why. sometimes things torture you so bad and you do stuff that you can’t come up with sound or logical reasons for. u would rather keep running or keep deflecting, and so catra deflects dream!adora’s questions by waking up. i wonder if catra dreams about adora more than what we’re shown in this scene. i also REALLY wanna know if adora dreams of catra. i want more :( why this season gotta be the fucking break up season bro :( like i KNOW they’re thinking of each other. gimme the content :( for now, let’s skip ahead to💔 their only real interaction this season💔 holy fuck. stay strong u guys. stay strong me. i think it’s very offensive of she-ra to not give me a catradora heavy season every season? like yeah this season is good but god at what cost? they should’ve known i was going to do an evaluation? :/ that i was gonna rate each ep out of ten according to how much catradora content there was? :/ the fuck bros. ,,,,anyway, let’s get to the actual scene. catra’s walking around w an ipad and scorpia is talking to her. catra looks like. v serious and :| and >:/ BUT when scorpia asks about she-ra catra becomes >:) and >:D “she-ra was in elberon, which means she’s nearby.” “do you think she’ll try some secret attack? :0” “;D oh i’m counting on it ;)” fucking god catra can you just flirt normally??? like be horny in a normal way??????? u can just ask adora out on a date. have u tried that? i know she blocked u for nearly destroying the world but adora’s a hoe ❤️ she would’ve said yes ❤️ u don’t need to kidnap a town as an excuse to see her ❤️ yes i know she did it to plant flutterina!DT into the rebellion as a spy but shhhhh ❤️ we finally get to the most GORGEOUS “hey adora”,,, ever because it’s the only hey adora of this season 💔 i looked back and we did not get a ‘hey adora’ last ep. honestly, adora should’ve figured it wasn’t catra JUST from the lack of greeting. catra is fucking POLITE ok :( anyway. it’s so homophobic that we only got ONE “hey adora” in THAT LOOK but..... it’s okay. because it’s such a good one. catra’s hand is propping her face up and she just looks so pretty.... the way she SAYS the hey adora too like bros... how we holding up? bad? she’s posing and lounging so prettily... “took you long enough to show up” HHHHH why does she sound like a gf who’s a little :/ that her gf showed up late for their date.... bro....... must she SMILE that prettily..... also adora’s reaction... she goes :0 and her EYES get this like ‘oh wow’ look for a Moment right before she remembers she’s supposed to be mad when she sees catra then she’s like >:( CATRA >:( and like. let’s dissect that look for a moment? it’s almost like AWE but why??? why would she be at all surprised to see catra??? catra is IN the horde like. she got happy for a moment until she remembered she’s meant to be mad. good bye <3 i will now be passing away <3 “seriously. i thought i’d have to kidnap another town to get your attention” TO GET. YOUR ATTENTION. HHHHH HELP THEY’RE GAY...... BRO WHY.............. THE GAYNESS UNMATCHED..... anyway catra continues like OH RIGHT u were at a PARTY feeling SPECIAL and adora.... oof oh fuck she COLD she was like skip the SPEECH i’m done playing your GAMES and she like reminds catra of the portal and they just... oof this really IS the breakup season it’s so brutal bros :( can’t they just kiss :( like nooooo don’t stare at each other angrily you’re so sexy aha OK BUT... at the end after catra runs away and adora’s getting hugged by flutterina and everyone’s cheering for her... she lets her ‘catra BAD’ and ‘yay haha rebellion for the win! :)’ facade drop for a moment... and she gets this really sad look on her face that makes u think.... and the next scene we see catra sitting on the ledge of where she and adora used to sit together? and she looks real upset too???? they hate being enemies. 9/10

pulse: in this ep adora fucking SHUSHED spinnerella and netossa while they were bickering and like... ok wow. rude :/ adora straight up was like ok HAHA WOW we GET IT ur HAPPY y’all have WIVES and iiiiiii don’t HAVE a GIRLFRIEND because my crush is EVIL :( on the other hand, we find out that catra is meeting up regularly with double trouble to get intel. it’s very funny because she’s like yeah yeah WHATEVER what can u tell me about SHE-RA >:( like girl? u are not subtle ❤️ catra literally met double trouble and said let’s be friends with benefits ❤️ the benefits? you spy on adora and tell me everything about what she does ❤️ was she pretty today ❤️ haha jk she’s pretty everyday ❤️ here’s some bitcoin for your troubles ❤️ AND THEN the next time double trouble facetimes catra they transform into bow and glimmer to roast them and catra is at most unamused and annoyed but BUT when double trouble pretends to be she-ra catra’s like HAHAHAHDJSJDJSJD OMG,,,, INSPIRED FAM,,,, SO FUNNY TOP PEAK COMEDY,,,, ABSOLUTE LEGEND,,,,,, SHOW ME SHE-RA AGAIN,,,,, u know that thing where you find people who you’re attracted to way funnier than they actually are? ya :-) apparently catra doesn’t even need the Actual she-ra/adora to lose her shit. she just needs to see a physical representation of her and it’s suddenly Peak Comedy. someone once pointed out that this moment was the last time catra was happy all season and... can we take a fucking second to cry about that. haha 💔 anyway double trouble is happy that they finally cracked the code to making catra go from ARGH >:( to HAHAHAHAHAH :D so they give her she-ra intel as a treat ❤️ “she-ra’s going back out to destroy the bot that hurt her friend” “ugh 🙄 typical heroic adora plan” shut up bitch u dream of her lips on yours!!!!!! 7/10

protocol: no rights for white boys ❤️ 0/10

princess scorpia: well, nothing! but since i’m scouring i might as well say the line where catra says “you don’t need a princess in your life telling you what to do!” to hordak she’s actually talking about her and adora haha i mean duh :-) anyway since i’m here can i talk about how hot catra is again this season. i’m madly in love did y’all see her from behind? even her back view is beautiful i am going to combust <3 2/10

mer-mysteries: what a great episode! 0/10

boys’ night out: catra gets banned from doing war crimes because hordak wants to do the war crimes all by himself and this is a real bummer because there’s an even SMALLER chance she’ll bump into adora now :( jk ik she was avoiding her this season because the guilt was eating her alive haha :-) also glimmer and adora fought and we all know that ‘but the rebellion’s in a worse place than ever since you showed up’ is like a very :( line but when u think about it it’s true because adora joining the rebellion pissed catra off so much she became an antagonistic force driving most of the conflict in the series up to this point in the story JFJDDJDJDJ like imagine if they brought catra up in this convo ‘i’m doing my BEST glimmer :(‘ ‘ok but what can we do about your terrible taste in evil women????? was ur catgirl gf ex really worth it????? did she hit that different???? did the catgirl ***** slap that hard????’ 1.5/10

hero: man mara is so hot! 0/10

fractures: scorpia said catra’s name in front of adora... ‘shadow weaver! and at bright moon! everything is making so much sense about why catra’s been acting the way she has’ and adora’s reaction is so interesting.... she goes from this ‘catra....’ look to this ‘catra >:(‘ look and like it’s interesting to see catra’s psyche explained to adora like this and it’s clearly something that makes adora feel bad but then she remembers the bad stuff catra did and forces herself to focus on that. 5/10 for that alone lmao

beast island: bow being very upset and annoyed and disappointed in glimmer is a fun little parallel to how adora has felt about catra’s descent into the darkness. you feel doubly upset and doubly betrayed when someone you’re in love with goes against what you stand for, and the goodness you know they’re capable of but aren’t showing. 1/10

destiny part 1: ‘i’ll be happy when the rebellion and she-ra are gone for good!!!’ are u sure about that catra :/ 1/10

destiny part 2: catra gets into a huge fight with some dude and right after she sort of collects herself after barely beating him she hears “hey, catra” and she completely freezes up. she’s been so proactive with avoiding adora all season... and the moment in 4x03 nearly doesn’t count because she was acting specifically to get double trouble snuck into the rebellion. aside from a necessary interaction in which she was far away and removed from adora anyway.... where she was far enough away to smile and laugh and manipulate the situation.... she hasn’t wanted to see adora at all, clearly. and having this happen now, right after one of her worst fights, right after she thought she was going to win... “no. you can’t do this. you can’t come in and take this from me now.” “woah, i knew this would get a rise out of you, but still, you really are obsessed, aren’t you, kitten?” and catra’s standing there like 👁👄👁 until double trouble reveals themself and says stuff that :( hurts :( i am not going to repeat until i get to anything catradora relevant because i don’t wanna be bummed out ok hoes 😔 anyway double trouble becomes adora again and is like “didn’t need you... left you” and puts catra’s hand on adora’s cheek...... and then shoves catra???? rude :( 7/10

#text #she ra #catradora #spop #here u go lads uwu #hope u guys like this #reblogs w tags much appreciated!#reacts in the replies appreciated too #s4 was so naked but this also meant it wasn't as hellish to make this <3 #remember s3 remember ep?? fuck that was HELL

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littlespaceporgs · 4 years ago

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The Clone Wars Reacts - Part 5

Or Leah loses her shit at Jar Jar, thirsts for Aayla Secura for an episode and a half, and then swoons for Riyo Chuchi.

Welcome once more to the Reacts series! I’m a busy woman for now but I am setting up a schedule for this series which will be

Today we’re covering episodes 12, 13, 14 and BONUS! 15. This is because I got super bored during episode 14 and basically didnt write anything so, here you go! As per usual, major spoiler alert for season 1 of the clone wars! If you haven’t read the previous parts to this series, I suggest you do so that you can follow along!

Part 1 - Episodes 1 and 2 Part 2 - Episodes 3, 4 and 5 Part 3 - Episodes 6, 7 and 8 Part 4 - Episodes 9, 10 and 11

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We’re well past the half-way point, so there is 2 parts left of season 1, and then onto season 2! So lets get into it!

Episode 12: The Gungan General

> heheheheheheheh jar jar I am KEEN

> I get hondo and jar jar in one episode

>> this’ll be funny

>>> actually no scratch that, this is gonna be hilarious

> oh and they woke up in a cell this will be fun

> HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AND THEYRE BOUND TO DOOKU

> DISASTER I TELL YOU

> “if I keep my mouth shut you’ll devise a plan so get off the god forsaken planet?” “YES”

> this dude seems traitorous as fuck (im referring to one of the pirates, not dooku shockingly)

> I wish Ahsoka and Yoda were in this too, I want more disaster lineage

> ah he is indeed a traitor

> “HEIDY HO CHANCELLOR”

> JAR JAR WHOO

> “stop messing around, we’re landing. Secure yourself” “MESA TRYING ITS STUCK”

> promptly followed by jar jar falling everywhere

> oh and now he’s in the cockpit

> oh shit that senator guy is definitely dead right?

> “do control tour protégées insolence” “anakin, control your insolence, the count is concentrating”

> “do we know where we’re going?” “Ssh anakin” “DO we know where we’re going?”

> is it safe? Of course it i- riiiiiight

>> I forgot this was the clone wars for a second, this is gold

> FRIENDS DONT DRUG FRIENDS HONDO

> y’know, dooku’s quite amusing when he’s not trying to kill my favourite characters

> “are you now in command” “uh no, binks is the highest ranking” ooooohhhh boy

> ooooooohhhh and some mind tricks too, nice

> I hate to say this, but jar jar is actually smart

> holy shit

> beasties are nearby too, we’ll be fine. they run, we run

>> Dayum jar jar actually making good decisions?

> I present a real and accurate image of my reaction to this statement

> Mesa be having an idea oooohhh booooyyy

> obi wan that is no way to speak to your grandmaster

> be patient master the count is elderly and doesn’t move like he used to

> I would kill you both now if I didn’t have to drag your bodies

>> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH this is the only reaction I’ll accept

> then falling all over each other is the only thing I’ve ever needed to see

> “ this is not going well” no shit

> my question is why did obi wan not drop Dooku?? Does he actually still care about this man?

> you’re right, I don’t think youre going to be friends 🤦‍♀️😂

> sneaky lying snake

> bruh they don’t even know you’ve got the Jedi captive??????????

>> so how does that work you dumbass

> no shit, you will look like fools obi wan

> “there be some bombad clankers” 😂😂

>> “huh YOURE right, bombad clankers” I love the shock

> YOURE RIGHT HE IS SMARTER THAN HE LOOKS, GIVE JARJAR SOME CREDIT

> oh boy anakin, just keep your mouth shut genius

> man electrocution doesn’t look like fun

> HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

> The next few lines of confused joy are me reacting to jar jar somehow single handedly taking out 3 tanks

> what the fuck

> JarJar I I’m what-

> JUST DID A GOOD THING, I DONT REGERT THIS THING AT ALLLLLLLL

> fuckin JarJar was great

> “KILL HIM HES NOT A REPRESENTATIVE, HES A PLAGUE” I’m ded 💀😢💀

> serves you right you snake, now dooku gonna choke your ass

> oooohhhhh that’s how these two twits (hondo and obi-wan) became friends

> “and... he knows where you live” Oof the subtle threat is real

> hem I love obi wan very much and his sarcasm

Episode 13: Jedi crash

> I JUST SAW AAYLA I AM EXCITED I AM ALSO ATTRACTED TO HER VERY MUCH

> SHES HOT

> I LOVE HER

> AND HER VOICE JUST MAKES ME ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

> I wish I was bly, not gonna lie

> I have a quick question - the 501st colour is blue right? Then why do they have a gold squad, doesn’t the extra colours just confuse things?

> I love seeing anakin and Ahsoka in action coolest thing to watch

> And anakin

>> I am also quite attracted to him

>>> imagine dragging your hands through that hair as he- wait no I have minors in my followers not gonna finish that

> Uh oh

>> Oh anakin you twit

>>> HE LOCKED HOMSELF IN WITH AN EXPLOSION JDGKJDJFKFKFKFKFF

> HES INSANE

> Are all Jedi so reckless? Just the good ones - love this by the way

> Oooohh shit for a STAR

> I mean like? I know anakin doesn’t die, but this shit is concerning

> Perfected the art of destroying ships and getting master almost killed? Sounds familiar

> I hate it when they just call them “padawan “ it just feels very impersonal like bleh

> Like I love aayla but god the Jedi preach some bullshit

>> God forbid someone raises a child and gets attached to it

>>> Like for fucks sake

>>>> Can you tell this is something I’m passionate about?

> Anyway, moving on

> Oh hi anakin! You’re alive!

> That bird lookin thing is tryna eat my boy 😤

> Oop - well that dudes dead

> Aawwwwwww aayla looks so sad, this makes me sad too

> Can we just appreciate this?

> Well these little critters are cute

> Ooooohhh I think I agree with this little dude

> You can skip the paragraph if you like, its just me going off about ‘peacekeeping’

> Alright gonna get mildly into it for a second, the clone wars really gets into it with episodes like this, displaying how the entire galaxy was starting to lose faith in the Jedi and their peacekeeping ways, in the movies we just got that people just started hating the Jedi because they became part of the war, but this really fleshes it out and shows just how slowly and gradually the loss of faith is. Because he’s right, the Jedi aren’t peacekeepers anymore, they bring as much destruction with them that the separatists do and have become symbols of war. They’re fighting for a good reason yes, but they can no longer claim that they are peacekeepers or that they played no role in this war.

> ANYWAY BACK TO REACTS

> AH MY TWO FAVOURITE WOMEN AND A PRETTY BACKGROUND AGAIN!! They really do be doing me a great service

Part 14: Defenders of Peace

> I’m really not into this episode, just saying it now

> Anakins just as bad as obi wan, like honestly just chill bro, fucking REST

>> MY BOYS DESERVE SOME GODDAMN REST AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL OK-

> Okay but is it taking a life if it’s a droid?

> Ugh this dudes ugly as fuck

> What did you think was gonna happen?? Of course your village was going to be ransacked

> I could go on forever about the pointlessness of this war like it just makes me mad palpatine you slimy git-

> My reacts this episode are really boring huh, I’m not into it 😭

*fully I didn’t write anything for about 10 minutes here because it’s just a little boring*

> HOLY SHIT NOW THATS A FUCKING WEAPON

> Yep sorry that’s it for this ep, I’m so bored 😂

>> Anyway, bonus episode because that one was short!

Part 15: Trespass

> YES OBIWAN WOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO

> AND IS THAT RIYO CHUCHI I SPY?????

> Hahahahahahahhahahaha it’s not tatooine, you got that right

> Oh god this dude already sounds like a dick (its the chancellor dude but not palpatine)

> Why’s he so defensive over it?

> Oh yikes, that does not look good

> Seppies don’t do that though - this is... odd

> Ah and the same thing has been done to the droids

> Off topic, but I think I’m going to make a clone wars drinking game that I can do while I do my reacts, so I’m going to make that this week, send me your ideas in the comments or dm me!

> Back to ep - pfffffffttt obi wans little taps and then anakin really goes WHACK

> Anyway I’m going to do this in the next couple days and then every Friday night I’ll watch a few eps and drink away

> Alright back to the episode once more

> Abominable snowman????

>> Definitely

> This is gonna go well isn’t it?

> “Well? Say something”

>> “Just shut up” *visible eye roll*

> What the fuck is their mouth

> Okay really obi wan, I think it’s pretty clear they don’t speak basic

> YEEEEEEAAAHHH THATS MY BOI ANAKIN

> Awwwwwwww that shits cute, fucking bear huugggg I want to be hugged like that

> I’m not fussed if it’s anakin, obi wan or kit fisto but please someone love me

>> Preferably kit fisto

> Anyway this dudes a dick (again, its the chancellor dude)

> They obviously have intelligence, and this dude has issues

>> I’m thinking he’s trying to compensate for something 👀

> Oof you really gonna tell a Jedi what to do?

> HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA the other people’s were there already

> Ugh he reminds me of my very racist grandparents oh boy

> You’ve been told like 4 times that it is not your jurisdiction anymore and you still can’t take it?

>> BRUH

> She’s so tiny and adorable and her voice is just 🥰🥰🥰🥰

>> Oh no

>>> I’m simping for another character

> Surely this guy dies

> HAHAHAHAHAH HE JUST GOT SPEARED SERVES YOU RIGHT MOTHERFUCKER

> What a dick, he shall not be missed

> She’s just, so pretty??? And smart????

>> FUCK MY BISEXUAL ASS CANT HANDLE THIS

> he’s seriously not dead yet?

> AAAHH RIYO YOU SMART GIRL YEEEEESSSS NEGOTIATE THAT PEEEEAAACCEEEE

> THATS MY GIRL SENATOR CHUCHI YEEEESSS

Welp that’s it for today folks, it was lovely, see y’all at some point this week where I say the drinking game rules and then next drunken Friday (even though these are gonna be released on saturdays but I write them on fridays?)

#the clone wars #tcw #the clone wars reacts #reacts series #star wars ahsoka #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #obi wan kenobi #kit fisto #riyo chuchi #jar jar binks #basically a leah simp fest #fucking sigh #it took one (1) ep for me to simp

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lotusss-flowerbomb · 5 years ago

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But I Hate You (4)

PART 4

Florian Munteanu x reader

Warnings: SMUT!

A/N: I know y’all have been thirsting for the smut and I hope it was worth the wait. Lol

Word Count - 2,814

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The night before it was time to leave they convinced you to come to a club with them. You tried to decline, but Kay made a big deal about it, so you went just to shut her up.

Of course the moment you stepped inside, the women noticed the guys immediately and flocked right over to them. You were led into a VIP section by a bouncer away from the swarm. Not that it mattered, Kay and Michael went right back down to the dance floor and after a while, Florian dragged you down with him.

You were all having fun until once again, the groupies closed in. You went to the bar and had a drink to get away from it. That damn jealousy was relentless. Some guy sat next to you and began talking.

"So your boyfriend likes the attention he's getting huh?" He asked.

"Excuse me?" You looked to him. He nodded in Florian's direction. "Oh, he's not my boyfriend."

"I'm Drake," he stuck his hand out for a shake. You took it and introduced yourself. "So, you just on vacation with friends?"

"Yeah, I was supposed to be on vacation with a friend, but the guys decided to crash." You said.

You fell into comfortable conversation with the new face. Telling him about your work in real estate and he told you about how he was actually on a work retreat and snuck away from the group to be there. He had gradually leaned in closer the longer you talked. But suddenly you saw Drake's gaze shift. You looked behind you and Florian was making his way over and the scowl on his face let you know that he wasn't coming to be friendly. The man next to you had visibly shrunk in his seat.

He wedged his large body in between the two of you and completely ignored the other man's presence.

"Flo, move, don't be rude." You said to him.

"Come on, we're leaving," he grabbed your arm practically dragging you off of the barstool. He reached into his pocket, threw way too much money on the bar and led you out, but not before he turned to give the mystery man scathing glare.

"Let go of me. What is your problem?" You pulled away once you were outside.

"Get in the car," he instructed as he opened the door for you. Rather than cause a full scene, you dipped inside and he followed behind you.

The car ride back was quiet. You pulled out your phone and sent a text. Just as the car pulled up to your destination, his phone started ringing. You hopped out and went inside without him. You could hear him on his phone outside as you undressed and hopped in the shower.

By the time you got out, he still hadn't made his way inside. You were sitting on the bed putting on lotion when he burst inside the bedroom.

"Hey!" You snatched the towel up and covered yourself. "Closed door means do not enter!"

"You told my mom?!"

"Yep," you shrugged. "Don't man handle me then."

"Wow," he said with disbelief.

"Don't you 'wow' me, Munteanu. You snatched me off of a chair and rudely interrupted a conversation I was having. You scared that poor man to death!"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have grabbed you. He shouldn't have been so close whispering all in your ear."

"You had women grinding all up on you for most of the night and the second you noticed that someone else was paying attention to me, you get jealous."

"Of course I'm jealous. I don't even care about those women, but I don't want to be rude to fans either." He said.

"Oh please," you tried to move around him and out of the door. "Move."

"We're not done talking."

"Yes, we are, now move." He stayed planted in front of the door. You turned to get your phone. "Now, I can tell her you're keeping me trapped —"

He snatched the phone from you and went to the other side of the bed.

"This is so childish!"

"No, what's childish is you running away with my stuff," you hopped on the bed and ran across it. He held the phone out of your reach, so you threw a pillow. He lost his balance trying to dodge it and fell on top of you.

Completely forgetting that you were in a bath towel, you wrapped your legs around him and reached for his hand causing the towel to slide down and expose your breasts.

He rolled over onto his back taking you with him. He stopped moving for a moment and you followed the line of his gaze. His dick springing to attention pressing against you through his pants. You scrambled to cover yourself.

"You're such a pervert, you did that on purpose."

When you moved off top of him, he snatched the towel off.

"I'm tired of playing with you," he grabbed you and threw you on the bed. He pressed his body to your back keeping you pinned to the mattress. His warm breath on your neck caused you to shudder.

He ran his fingers down your spine and in between your legs. You clamped your thighs together denying him access. He bit your shoulder earning a shaky moan from you. He tried to touch you again, but you still didn't open your legs.

You turned your head and gave him a sly smirk.

"Oh, you're going to make this hard for me?" He asked. He ran his tongue across your neck and then bit you again. He smacked your ass. "Open them," he demanded.

Your resistance to him was weak. You spread your legs apart allowing him entry. He brushed a thick finger lightly across your pussy.

He slid it in between your plump folds and just barely pressed at your waiting hole. You mewled as you tried to push back on his finger, but he kept moving back to keep his touch light.

"Either fuck me or leave me alone," you said.

He chuckled in your ear, "Do you think you're in control here?"

"Of course I am. I'm always in control."

"Wrong," he smacked your pussy. You clenched your thighs shut, so he smacked your ass again. "Did I tell you to do that?"

You hurried to spread your legs again and brought yourself to your knees. He started back up with the feather light touches. When he wouldn't apply more pressure, you decided to do it yourself. Sliding your hand down your stomach, you started playing with your clit.

He watched you. Enjoying every bit of the show. He watched as your pussy became wetter and wetter with every stroke of your fingers.

Florian removed his pants and shirt as you pleasured yourself. Stroking his hard dick as he watched you.

"Smack that pussy for me. Let me see how wet it is," he directed.

You pulled your finger out and followed his command. First rubbing it to spread your wetness around and then slapping it lightly. He watched as your slick fingers met your flesh.

He pulled you closer to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees behind you. He ran his tongue over your clit and then sucked it into his mouth. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

He continued to eat your pussy from the back until you felt the all too familiar pull of an orgasm building in your stomach.

"Yes, yes, yes, don't stop! Don't stop I'm gonna cum!" You yelled.

Florian kept a steady pace of his tongue going on your trembling frame. He waited until you were right on edge and then stopped. He slapped your ass hard as he stood.

"What the fuck, Flo?? Why did you stop??" You turned to him.

"Ah, dragă meă, I feel like you're still under the impression that you are in control here." He grabbed you and turned you on your back. He spread your legs wide and palmed his dick just before rubbing himself up and down your slit. You watched as he coated himself in your juices.

"Put it in, Flo. Please?" You asked.

"No, you don't deserve it. Not yet anyway," he said before pulling you up. "You like to run your mouth and I don't think you've ever had anyone shut you up." He forced you to your knees.

The sound of his voice and the look in his eyes kept you from protesting. He was done playing games with you. All the mouthing off that you do? He was about to put a stop to it. All the attitude you've ever given him? He was about to fuck it right out of you.

Your pussy throbbed with anticipation. You sat on your knees and looked up at him, eagerly awaiting his instruction.

"Open up," he tapped your lips with the tip of his dick.

You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out. He rubbed his tip on your tongue. The mixture of your slick and his precum invaded your taste buds. It took all of your willpower to stay still and not wrap your lips around him. He cradled your chin in his hand as he admired you.

"Go ahead," he said giving you permission to start sucking.

Your eyes drifted shut when you slightly closed your mouth. He guided himself in and out of your throat slowly at first. You placed your hands on his thighs for purchase when you felt him increasing his pace.

He moved his hand to the back of your head and held himself in your throat. You could feel the tears pricking the corners of your eyes after a few seconds, but you refused to push back. He pulled out slowly and you sucked in a heavy breath. He pushed in again. Holding you a little longer this time.

When he finally started pulling out, he placed his hand on your chin again, so he could see your eyes. You blinked and the tears fell, causing your mascara to run a little.

"Fuck," he said and tapped your face with a light slap. He slid his dick back inside of your mouth. You took control and bobbed back and forth. He watched as you worked him. Listened as you moaned.

He pulled away from you when he felt himself about to cum. Grabbing his spit coated cock, he pumped it as you held your mouth open waiting for him to deliver. Your hunger caused him to tip over the edge.

Florian moaned loudly as his seed spilled into your mouth. He was jerking so hard that some of it got on your face. You didn't care.

"Ahh, let me see."

You stuck your tongue out to show him then he swiped his thumb across your face to add the bit that he'd missed. You sucked his thumb and swallowed his essence without having to be asked. He froze. Your actions catching him by surprise.

Your heart skipped a beat, you didn't know if you had done a good thing or a bad thing since you didn't wait for his permission.

"Come here," he wrapped his hand around your throat and crushed his lips to yours. Once you were fully standing, he scooped you up and laid you back on the bed.

Without breaking the kiss, he guided himself inside of you.

"Oh my god," you exhaled into him. He paused to give you time to adjust to him, but you wanted more. You pushed your hips forward to take more of him in. He drove into you giving in to your silent plea.

His gait steady as he rolled his hips. Giving you exactly what you had been dreaming of since that first searing kiss.

"You feel so fucking good, dragă. Like you were made just for me." He spoke closely to your ear.

"I am. All for you. Only you," you crooned.

He pushed your knees up to your chest and repositioned himself.

"All for me?" He said and started slamming into you harder. "Then I want to hear you say it. Is this my pussy?"

"Yes!" You screamed. You wasted no time letting him claim you. If you could get fucked like this regularly, you would shout that shit from the mountain tops.

"Yes, what? Tell me, whose pussy is this?" He slammed into you harder. You felt your orgasm building. Walls clenching around him as you clawed at his hands.

"It's your pussy, Florian. All yours!" You pledged.

Your body quivered as you erupted with your words.

"Good girl, prințesă. But I'm not done with you yet," he pulled out and dove in between your thighs. He'd denied himself your sweet nectar the first time around by not letting you cum. He wasn't going to deny himself again.

You heard him moaning as he lapped up every last drop.

"I knew you'd taste good," he said just before turning you over and placing you on your knees.

He drove into you from behind, holding onto to your hips as he joined your bodies. You gripped onto the sheets and arched your back, so you could feel all of him.

He reached around you to rub your clit, never losing his rhythm.

"Fuck me, Flo, yessssss!" You howled as the pressure started to build again.

"That's it, prințesă, cum for me again."

Your pussy squeezed tight around him again. You bit the sheets as your orgasm rocked your body. He smashed into you harder and then released inside of you.

You both collapsed onto the bed trying to catch your breath. He leaned in to kiss you before going to the bathroom and returning with a warm wash cloth. He cleaned you first and then himself. After discarding the cloth, he came back to lie next to you.

You reached out to caress his face. Never in a million years did you think you'd be naked in the same bed with this man and not dry heaving about it.

He grabbed your hand and kissed your palm. His eyes were the last thing you remember before drifting off to sleep.

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On the way back home, you Florian tried to pretend that nothing had happened. Kay could see right through your parody. She'd caught the two of you stealing glances at one another more than once.

She really knew something was up when you didn't protest to Florian taking you home instead of her.

"It's fine," you shrugged," he did crash the trip. The least he could do is make sure I get home safely."

"Mmm hmm," she'd said before hugging you goodbye.

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When you arrived at your building, he brought your bags up. He'd barely put them down before you were jumping into his arms.

He slammed you against the wall and made quick work of his button and zipper, so he could pull himself out of his jeans.

"I'm so glad you wore a skirt," he reached under it and moved your panties to the side.

"Why do you think I wore it?" You breathed.

He slid into you and fucked against the wall.

"Fuck, I wanted to do this the entire ride home," he nipped at your collarbone.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and held on for the ride. He panted into your throat as rocked in and out of your sweet cavern.

"Yeah, baby, give it to me. Give it all to me," you chanted as you felt his body shift gears. "I'm gonna cum too."

He picked up his speed and soon couldn't hold back anymore. His release racked his body and yours followed. He held you up until you both came down from your orgasmic highs, then he slowly lowered you.

He kept his arm wrapped around your waist, "Can you walk?" He asked smugly.

"Of course I can walk," you playfully slapped his shoulder. He let you go and you wobbled a little, "It's the shoes," you claimed.

His phone started ringing in his pocket. He smiled at the name on the screen before picking up. He started speaking in German. You tried your best to translate, but you gave up. You didn't know an ounce of German. He fixed his clothes just as he finished his call.

You couldn't help the pang of jealousy that pricked at you, but you repelled the urge to ask who he was talking to.

"I have to go, dragă. I'll call you later," he leaned over to kiss your cheek.

"Okay," you put on a fake smile.

You watched him leave. You should have known that when you got back home, you'd be back to your regular lives where a relationship between the two of you didn't really exist. The time you'd shared was fun while it lasted.

#florian munteanu x reader #florian x reader #florian munteanu #florian big nasty munteanu #big nasty #Lotusss Writes

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tomorrowsdrama · 5 years ago

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Hyena Ep. 16

I’m baaack! Kind of. I think I hit that point in my quarantine life where I kind of lost my mind so I went on an unexpected hiatus that lasted longer than intended. I know it’s been over a month after the finale of Hyena but here are my ramblings. This post is super long so I’ll save my thoughts on the series as a whole for another post.

Objectively, it was a pretty good finale that was entertaining and wrapped up the important plot lines. We even got some sweet otp moments (more on that later) and satisfying smackdown of the bad guy. But subjectively? Personally? Purely based on my selfish expectations? I wanted more romance! More sexiness! I wasn’t expecting a wedding or anything like that but, not even one kiss? Or a long embrace? Why????

I mean, how can you give me all this sexy chemistry in the promos:

And then not make use of it in the finale? That’s just not fair I say! I feel bamboozled!

Ep. 16

Anyway, let’s talk about the parts I enjoyed of the finale. This is mainly (99%) going to be about the moments between Geum Ja and Hee Jae. So on the morning of episode 16, way back when, I woke up so excited for the finale. Since this was the last episode, surely there will be a kiss! And surely it would be epic given the chemistry between JJH and KHS. I mean did you see that kiss in episode 8? So when we started off the episode with the scene of Hee Jae telling Geum Ja he didn’t want to see her hurt anymore, I was amped. Yes, we’re starting off strong with the romantic scenes I thought.

How can you not fall for him?

Geum Ja, you are not a gangster, you do not need to show your story through the scars on your body. Joking aside, it’s sad that she’s been through so much in life that she has the scars to prove it.

I love that Hee Jae says this half-sarcastically but you can tell that he truly does not want Geum Ja to go through any more pain/suffering. And it’s his sincerity that makes Geum Ja smile so softly. And this is where they kiss right?

Nope, he gets a hearty bro punch in the shoulder.

Cut for lots of caps and ramblings. It’s a bit of a mini novel, you’ve been warned!

Mmm I loved how many scenes of concerned Hee Jae we got in this episode.

Geum Ja screams from a nightmare and Hee Jae immediately runs into the office to check on her. The only way he could have reacted so quickly is if he was sitting outside the office guarding Geum Ja which...AHHH I think I’ve just died and gone to hurt/comfort heaven. Just look at JJH’s face.

EEE! I audibly squealed when Geum Ja said this. Ok, now I’ve truly died. Geum Ja? Asking to be comforted? By Hee Jae? What? This is major. She’s finally letting down her walls a little bit around Hee Jae and allowing herself to be vulnerable. Keep on leaning I say! Lean all the way into bed.

Omg and then she showed concern over Hee Jae’s own emotional state despite her own trauma. His dad totally betrayed him just a few hours ago so Hee Jae’s having a pretty shitty day too. But of course, Hee Jae is only concerned about Geum Ja. Ahh, how many times is he going to make me swoon in this episode?

Feet piled on top of each other?! Are they finally in bed together?

Of course not. Unfortunately, this isn’t that type of drama. SIGH. But this is still very sweet and squeal-inducing.

Have I talked about how much I love JJH’s little sly smirks?

I love that these two fools can’t stop worrying about the other. Geum Ja knows better than anyone how deep emotional scars caused by a parent can be. On top of that, Hee Jae’s father was someone he respected and loved, so the blow is even bigger. I just really like it when my otp show how much they care about each other, ok?

Look at that smile on Hee Jae’s face. It’s like there’s no other place he would rather be than next to Geum Ja.

No, please don’t. Y’all are not 12. Please get at least a queen size bed with plenty of room for two adults to move around in and do...adult things lol.

And then. AND THEN! Geum Ja takes the initiative and turns over towards Hee Jae. She’s finally the one taking the first step towards him without any prodding. And Hee Jae smiles to himself and follows her lead to turn over also. And then the two fools smile lovingly at each other as they fall asleep. Omg, excuse me, I need a moment. I’ve temporarily passed on to the other side from sheer otp happiness.

This moment was just too good. I literally raised both my arms up into the air and cheered when I first watched this episode. I thought, wow the writers are feeding us so well. They’re showering us with so many romantic scenes. The otp caring for each other? Being tender with each other? Sharing a “bed?” I don’t want to ever get off this love train, keep it coming! This is only the first third of the episode so surely it can only go up from here.

And then it ended on a comedic note. I guess I should have seen that coming. This is SBS, not TVN (or JTBC from the looks of The World of the Married). Hah, well I suppose they both had a pretty tiring day so it’s understandable that they would not have much energy to do anything else.

It’s the little everyday things like asking if she’s ok that get me.

(JJH I thirst for you.)

Suuuuure you are.

Lol, he wouldn’t be Hee Jae if he didn’t pull something childish/petty. At least Geum Ja is amused by it and finds it cute now. Get you a man who can be both your emotional support and amusing bratty boyfriend.

Geum Ja does end up meeting Hee Jae for dinner and he can’t help but smile a little. Gosh, it takes so little from Geum Ja to make him happy.

(damn, look at that profile!)

So some time during this episode, Geum Ja’s adoptive father died off-screen from the stab wound he sustained while stopping her assailant. At first, I went “Huh, that’s it?” But then the more I thought about it, the more I liked how matter-of-factly it was treated. It’s certainly consistent with how Geum Ja deals with things. Also, she faced her demons/him in a previous episode so you could say that she already resolved that chapter of her life.

Still, you could tell that she’s not completely unaffected by it. KHS’s acting in this scene is so good. You can tell there’s more to it than what she’s saying just by the little subtle changes in her expression. I can only imagine the many complicated feelings she must be experiencing.

On the one hand, he’s the worst part of her past life and surely deserved to die. But on the other hand, unintentional or not, he died saving her. Geum Ja does not state this with any affection or sentimentality in her voice. It is merely something that happened. Thank goodness the writers did not try to redeem him in the last minute. One good deed does not make up for all the violence and abuse inflicted on her and her mother.

Anyway, all that muddled history and emotions would make anybody conflicted. They really handled it the best way they could - simply state what happened and move on. No hate, no praise, no sadness. He was a terrible man who paid the ultimate price and died. I like that Hee Jae understands not to push the matter any further and changes the subject.

Bro, you’re delusional if you think you still have a chance with her.

And then we get to the ubiquitous Big Shareholder Meeting that we see so often in dramas. I love how Geum Ja is so ballsy in everything she does and she does it all in her comfy tracksuits. Of course the Big Shareholder Meeting does not go as planned and Song Pil Jung gets arrested.

God I love the look on Geum Ja’s face. It screams “is this guy still talking to me?”

Can I just say, I love how utterly brutal Geum Ja is in her rejection of Kevin Jung. Woof, ouch. If I ever heard that from someone I liked, I would be so devastated and embarrassed, I’d find a dark hole to bury myself in and lick my wounds. But of course, Kevin, like all the other men who fall for Geum Ja, seems to be into it. It takes a certain type of man to go for Geum Ja and apparently that type is a total masochist who likes getting rejected and their heart ripped out. I mean, to each their own.

I like whenever they do their power couple strut.

A bro fist bump? Really? Hm, I never really fist bumped the guys I dated but that’s cool I guess. They’re going in to destroy Song Pil Jung so I guess a fist bump is appropriate.

Hm, I don’t know. It seems like you’re the one who got arrested.

Bro. Mister. Are you for real? Did you forget all the shitty things you did to her?

Yeah, that’s kind of a big deal I think.

SO. SATISFYING. Whew honey, this exchange gave me life. My skin has cleared, my bank account is full, and I’ve lost 5 pounds.

Yessss I am all for this nerdy JJH in glasses and turtleneck sipping on expensive instant coffee aesthetic.

The couple that taunts together, stays together?

Hahahahaha, Hee Jae talking about being professional at work? Hahahahha.

I live for jealous Hee Jae because he’s extra ridiculous whenever he’s jealous. In this scene he’s getting jealous over Ju-Ho calling Geuma Ja “noona” and it’s like come on, they’re foster siblings. Let him call her noona. Side note, Netflix translates “noona” into Eun-Young, Geum Ja’s real name, and it irks me. Couldn’t they have just translated it into “sis” instead?

Now we’re around the 55 minute mark and I’m thinking, okay this is probably where it’s going to end. This is when it’s going to happen. They don’t have that much time left in the episode. All right, give me us all that we’ve been waiting for.

(Good looking main stays looking good.)

You can’t ever accuse Hee Jae of not being committed to Geum Ja.

We finally get an explanation for why Geum Ja always stared at that huge building

Haha, can you expect anything less from her character? At this point, I’m looking at the remaining time and thinking, ok then, when’s that kiss gonna happen?

SHRIEKS WHAT ARE THOSE HIDEOUS THINGS ON HIS FEET?! On another note, I’m sure Kim Hye Soo must be so glad she doesn’t have to wear those gigantic heels anymore.

Omg, ok, this is it. We’re getting shots of beautiful sexy people strutting and being playful with each other. They’re setting up for a romantic ending kiss. Ok, time to prepare myself.

Yes, put your arms around each other. We’re getting closer now.

Oh, ok. I guess this will be a far away in the distance kind of kiss. That’s ok, too I guess.

Oh, wait. Never mind. Looks like we’re going to get a frontal view of the ending kiss after all. Even better!

What? That’s it? What? Did I miss something? This can’t be.

Oh whew. An epilogue. Ok, this is when it’s going to happen.

Hahaha, they’re totally using the vloggers to advertise for their law firm. I love how Hee Jae has loosened up on what he thinks a proper lawyer should act like and it’s reflected in his more flamboyant wardrobe choices.

These damn fist bumps again. All the time spent fist bumping could have been spent hugging and kissing. Priorities, people!

Hah, like hell Hee Jae would ever leave Geum Ja.

Haha knew it. Boy is more whipped than whipped cream.

This pretty much sums up their dynamic. SIGH I’m not going to get my kiss am I.

Oh no. That caption can only mean one thing.

Yeeep. That’s it. This is the end. Finito.

Well. All right then. You know, the first time I watched this episode, I felt very disappointed that there was no final kiss. I mean the last time we saw them kissing was in episode 8 at the midpoint of the drama. This drama was clearly a rom com/screwball comedy so it only seemed fitting that there would be one last kiss scene. That’s how you end a romantic drama! But alas.

Actually, upon re-watching and re-capping this episode, I realized that even though we did not get any kiss scene, the writers still gave us plenty of sweet moments between Hee Jae and Geum Ja. We got to see their lovely progression into becoming partners who supported and trusted each other so that was nice. Even though they’re clearly together now, it’s nice to see that they still have their playful bickering dynamic. So objectively, it was a nice ending. I just personally wanted more smooches.

If you made it through this entire post, thank you for expending so much time reading my ramblings and congratultaions on having so much patience!

#sbs hyena #hyena #ju ji hoon #kim hye soo #joo ji hoon #kdrama

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lovinmullen · 4 years ago

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the pacific: part one, live blog because i said so

he looked so pissed when he has to make the sign of the cross to mary..... I KNOW ITS BECAUSE HES FALLING AWAY FROM HIS RELIGION but all i can think is undercover protestant????? i hate that i find myself funny stfu tom like he’s some angsty protestant like ‘this is fucking bullshit why the fuck DO THEY PRAY TO MARY’ which..... is a huge missconsperion but i’m not gonna get into that right now but hey if anyone needs an rs teacher? i got you

are you telling me i could have heard the most BEAUTIFUL monologue about the saint mary’s church and her plans for the day as well as being able to see that sweet sweet smile on vera’s face for longer but it was cut short because bobo went ‘i joined the marines’ GOOD FOR YOU BUT.....

rOBERT...... you really gonna give her THAT look...... IN GODS HOUSE is this allowed? is THIS ALLOWED???? if you don’t say it in the voice of the vine we can not be fteejssn sorry i don’t make the rules

#BOB: i wanna catholic girl that go to church AND READ HER BIBLE (is that even right??? omg i can only remember the jewish one *in the voice of ryan reynolds severely slowed down* FUUUUUCCCKKK)

on a real note this man saw her at church ONCE and his ass went finna wife up like........ take her out to dinner first. OR AT LEAST ASK HER HOW SHE IS IN THE LETTERS like we get it you’re emo, the aussie won’t shag you anymore and you keep pissing your pants. i understand it’s a hard not life or how ever that song in annie goes but bro.........(this is obviously a joke i am dumb of ass please ignore me i love you m8 and i’m sorry you’re gonna embarrass yourself in front of everyone but chuckler shifts to momma mode so you good)

can we please acknowledge jon’s acting..... sir? PHENOMENAL he’s not even saying anything??? he’s just looking at the lt yet i’m near tears

gentle reminder i love the basilones🥺🥺🥺 the way they are so supportive even though they don’t understand and they are scared for him but they accept and respect that john wants more, needs more and they’re putting their own fears aside so he can spread his wings for no better turn of phrase.

‘just get the job done, and come home to us’ the way his head falls and he has to stop his voice from breaking. i’m s fucking bitter

THE HAND HOLD MY GOD

leckie:((( look hes a bastard and he pisses me off but no matter how much i bully him i do love him a lot and the complete disregard and uncaring nature from his dad breaks my heart. a handshake then gone just like that? HIS FACE BEFORE ‘there’s a war on everybodies got to make sacrifices’ he looks so hurt and broken baby

GENE MY SWEET SWEET BABY GOD THIS SO SAD ALEXA PLAY DESPACITO. my baby just wants to do his part :( CUT THE CAMERAS DEAD ASS I WILL CRY BABY PLEASE DON’T CRY JUST WAIT A FEW MORE EPS my heart really do be looking like: <eugene3

‘gene, supper’s ready’ ma’am i’m sorry but he does not give a shit

SIDNEY MY SWEET SWEET BOY get in a pram if you’re going to be so baby. look while i love him so much and i know he didn’t mean it to be !!!!! he’s just small of brain !!! but when he says “i wish we where going together” that lowkey rubs it in man......... like he’s already heartbroken PLEASE STOP but the “yeah well you take care of yourself greaser” - “you don’t have to worry about me” IM SOFT🥺

“wOWoWOoOOO COME ON GUYS I WORKED HARD FOR THESE ORANGES”

“guadal...kenel...guadal BLEEHHH” didn’t realise hoos was recreating the audience of my english speaking exam. LOOK I REALISE NOW TALKING ABOUT STOICISM TO A BUNCH OF 15 YEAR OLDS WHO DON’T CARE WAS A BAD IDEA BUT I GOT A DESTINCTION SO FUCK YOU TO THAT ONE KID

chuckler baby..... i’m in love with a dumbass. also the hit across the head. i’m soft (lads lets take a shot every time i say i’m soft in this liveblog ITS GONNA BE A FUN NIGHT jk drink responsibly and all that jazz or be dick winters that’s cool too!! heck do a babe heffron and get yourself a caprisun you deserve it)

“professor leckie” please don’t fuel his ego HE DOES NOT NEED IT

HOLD UP I NEED TO SWITCH FROM THE TV TO MY LAPTOP TO SCREEN CAP THIS SHIT LEW MY SON HAVE YOU BEEN BITING INTO AN ORANGE LIKE IT IS AN APPLE??? I WOULD BE MAD BUT HE LOOKS SO CUTE on a real note though can you eat the skin???? will he be okay?????

okay two hoos things: 1.) he looks SO DONE and i’m living for it 2.) can we talk about jacobs nose..... IM DYING TO TALK ABOUT JACOBS NOSE

okay the boats scene give me saving private ryan flashbacks i came out here to have a good time AND I AM NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME oh wait never mind runner just went ‘i could really use a stiff one right now’ i hate that but he saved the day with his dumbassery so thank you good sir i love you with all my heart

fun fact my how co ranking goes chuckler, runner, hoos, leckie

OH FUCK I FORGOT SID SJAKSJSJ y’know for someone who talks about how much they love sid i forget about him a lot. thank you for blessing my screen with your pretty face it helped me remember you exist LMAO guys my memory is not okay i’m actually concerned...... but more importantly i’d put him between hoos and leckie in the ranking :,)

call it what it is. babyism. y’all better stop before i cuddle you LOOK AT THIS SHIT THEY’RE ADORABLE

runner is the only bitch i respect in this house he’s so fucking funny

‘they’ve? poisoned? a? billion?! coconuts?’ that poor son of a bitch BLESS HIM don’t shoot the messenger okay? he seems like a sweet bean

that shot of hoos, leckie and chuckler looking down at the camera into the bunker? my sexuality. my left brain: tomas stop thirsting it’s an intense and serious show. my righ brain: but?? they’re pretty?? me nodding smugly and in agreement: BUT THEY’RE PRETTY.

THIS MAN AND HIS GUM I CAN’T why is that me. i am the gum man at my school that sounds so weird ajsksjsj i just always have gum. ALSO spearmint is superior to normal mint. NORMAL MINT BURNS LIKE ITS SPICY BRO. bubblemint is superior superior but that’s more expensive rip😭😭😭😭😭😭

‘it’s like the fourth of july’ nice to my boy sufjan getting some rep he is king of the gays after all mr i can’t explain the state that i’m in the state of my heart he was my best friend. we all owe him EVERY parallel on this goddamn app. jk there’s one other king of the gays and that is demon! shane (bfu). no this is not up for debate

the shot of the ships is phenomenal. that’s one thing i do have to credit hbo on. the special effects and cinematography are beautiful and so fucking impressive like???

‘we’re killing them’ - ‘where’s the navy?’ / ‘gone we lost four cruisers’ GOD I HAVE SUCH A LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP FOR FORSHADOWING LIKE SOMETIMES ITS SO SEXY AND OTHER TIMES IM LIKE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GO AWAY

WHY DOES SID LOOK OVER HIS SHOLDER BEFORE TAKING THE WINE SIR NO ONE IS GONNA TELL YOU OFF AT WAR FOR DRINKING UNDERAGE like???? i don’t think an 18 year old having a swig is their biggest problem bless his heart

‘can’t fight em drunk don’t fight em at all’

bill if you are reading this i’m free on thursday night and would like to hang out. please respond to this and then hang out with me on thursday night, when i am free😌😘🥰😳🥺👉👈😤💘💓🙄🥴

FUCK I FORGOT HOW LOUD THE GUN SHOTS WHERE THINK I JUST WOKE THE WHOLE NEIGHBOURHOOD JC

‘skipper? skipper are you okay?? goddamnit he’s lost it come on’ :(((((

god the shots in this show really are phenomenal. i know it’s very gory and very hard to watch at times but it definitely has the best shots of the three en mi opinion. i’m a slut for the close up of dick screaming ‘move out’ with rounds flying. like who’s ever call that was? outstanding but like that’s just one? the pacific has so many emotive and excellently shot scenes.

JOG ON. STOP. IM SO SOFT IM GOING TO CRY THIS IS NOT OKAY. MOMMA CHUCKLER I CAN’T🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

how seemlessly the scenes flow one after the other despite being opposite ends of the spectrum i DID NOT GIVE TP ENOUGH CREDIT like yeah it makes me sad as fuck but from a production point of view the writing? the acting? the cinematography? DAMN

how visibly torn and pissed off hoosier looks over the other marines tormenting the japanese soldier, stringing out his death when he’s obviously in a lot of mental as well as physical pain? the only bitch i respect in this house.

okay so like? while the shot is scarring both for him and the audience to see that kind of effortless murder it was the right thing to do? it’s better then have him be tormented and it will help leckie in the long run? how broken he looks though? like the distance is his eye and the way he swollows....... WHO IS CUTTING ONIONS HUH???? brilliant james BRILLIANT

the way i just said ‘if biology would have permitted it i would be asking you to have my babies’ at the sight of a man shoving smokes up his nose....... now ladies theyzies and gents, a prime reason to show why you should do your work. this is tom. tom didn’t do his work. with nothing to do all day tom became bat shit..... don’t be like tom. okay like it is cute though COME ON

HOW PROUD AND SMUG AND HAPPY HE LOOKS AT HIS PREMOTION ‘yes ma’am i am a corporal’ HE IS SO BABY AND FOR WHAT. oops sorry lads looks like i dropped this:

the shot of leckie swimming in the water fading off to the shot of the dead bodies mirroring his movement but obviously a life less version OOOH IMMA SUE

god love me some men with black lungs LECKIE DO BE LOOKING GOOD LIGHTING THAT CIG DAMN

“i have a girlfriend lucky me” HOOS IS LIKE MY GAY ASS YOU SURE????

“you guys step aside the real marines are here now” “AND I’VE BEEN HERE FOR SOME TIME” that shuts iconic even i said wahayyyy

also runner..... i am looking RESPECTFULLY👁👁

you’re not special leckie we all want hoosier

sister👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

baby gene :,( YOU GINGER LIL BEBE I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH

can you really call yourself a hbo war an if you don’t sing along at the end... ITS A TUNE also hoos’ voice...... its about the drawl.......

#god ive missed these idiots #im so glad i rewatched #im a bit scared for the rollercoaster that is the rest of the series however asjsksjks #enjoy me being an idiot #thank you to the beauties that told me how to do the keep reading thing you da best xxxx #the pacific #hbo war #eugene sledge #bill hoosier smith #lew chuckler juergens #robert leckie #sidney phillips #wilbur runner conley #john basilone

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lolas-writings · 4 years ago

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Ahh I’m so sorry that happened! But here’s me, asking for your project details again lol

(Man I hate Tumblr a lot these days... Copy and paste here we go)

Oh buddy, you’re getting a real treat today. I’m putting this under a cut because it’ll be quite long. Enjoy!! All songs have a link included so you can listen to them. (Here’s a preview)

Ships Included:

DabiHawks

TodoDeku

ShinDeku

(Very possible TodoShinDeku)

Single Character Studies Included:

Dabi/Touya

Shouto

(Villain) Izuku

Ship Based Fics:

What A Time (Trilogy):

For this one, I won’t give too much detail because it’s already being written but I will give the general overview

A Hawks Betrayal and Dabi/Touya Rehabilitation concept. Also a mix between a ship based fic and a character study of Dabi

Part 1: [Already posted!! Read here if you’d like] Deals with the immediate aftermath of Hawks betraying the league and getting them all arrested. From Dabi’s POV (the entire trilogy is in Dabi’s POV) he begins to question his and Hawks’ relationship while Hawks is a mere ten feet away acting like they don’t even acknowledge each other’s existence. Maybe 65% angst due to present times and 35% fluff due to flashbacks

Part 2: A few months after Dabi began his rehabilitation. Discusses his therapy, goes into more detail about what exactly the rehabilitation program entails, and Dabi has a major breakdown due to an unexpected visit from Hawks. 100% angst, there is no happiness in this installment.

Part 3: About a year and a half after the league was arrested and Dabi Touya began his rehabilitation. He’s doing a lot better, both mentally and physically, and is slowly accepting his new life. Hawks in under major fire in the news, and Touya decides maybe it’s finally time to talk things out. I’m estimating about 25% angst and 75% fluff for this installment because I’m putting these boys through the wringer, they deserve to be soft. (Also, happy ending guaranteed)

Before You Go:

A childhood friends AU where Keigo and Touya are part of the same hero program. They become good friends and are practically inseparable until Touya has a training accident and is presumed dead (by accidental suicide).

I’ve actually already talked about this in much more detail in this post here so you can just read that. That post is also quite long

Rewrite the Stars:

I’m gonna call out @call1998 because I just woke up one day, sent her this song, and said that it’s such a DabiHawks song. And then we created a fantastic soulmate AU together so she helped co-create this idea <3

So, as I said, this is a soulmate AU, but DabiHawks are not each other’s soulmate.

Hawks met his soulmate back when they were kids. Merely 12 years old and under the commission’s care because they were both part of their hero program. Hawks was the one to notice first, getting excited when he met his soulmate and wanting to get to know him. But they only got that one day together, because the next day his soulmate was gone and never to be heard from again. The commission had him believe that his soulmate moved to America and entered a different specialized program, but Hawks finds out the truth when he’s around 20 years old and snooping around the commission. He finds old files that they wanted buried, and he learns the commission actually killed his soulmate because they saw them as weaknesses, and since Hawks was the “better specimen” he was allowed to live.

Dabi’s soulmate is an abuser who works for the commission. And since Dabi is Touya, of course, he grew up watching his mother be abused by her own soulmate and thought “oh hell no.” After Dabi meets his soulmate and realizes how abusive he is (not only to him but also the wife and kids his soulmate already has) Dabi tricks him into believing Dabi actually likes him. When he’s able to, he brings his soulmate back to the league and has him turned into a Nomu, because while he’s an abusive piece of shit, his quirk is really powerful and could be of use to the league.

Now, for the DabiHawks part. Their relationship is more of a friends with benefits ordeal, but of course they wind up falling in love eventually. They never mention their soulmates until one day, after a mission left them both tired, Hawks decides to confess. He’s sitting behind Dabi, applying a special salve to the fresh burns that Dabi can’t reach himself because he can’t bring himself to confess if he’s able to be seen. When his feelings are finally out in the open, the only thing Dabi asks is “What about your soulmate?” Hawks recognizes it’s not a flat out rejection so some of the tension in his shoulders dissipates, and he tells Dabi how they met when they were just kids and how cruel the commission is for killing him off, solely to groom the perfect hero.

And Dabi? He’s vulnerable and hesitant, because the man he was supposed to “end up with” was a garbage piece of human trash, so he’s reluctant. And self deprecating, because he doesn’t believe he deserves to be loved. So he tells Hawks about how he killed his soulmate, omitting the very important fact that his soulmate was abusive just like his father was to his mother. And he uses it to try and drive Hawks away. But the thing is, Hawks knows that Dabi is a critical thinker and wouldn’t act without reason, that all of his actions have a purpose. So after that night, he searches. They don’t touch again, either, their meetings reverting back to being strict information swaps, but it only drives Hawks to uncover the truth. And he finds it, and he even remembers who Dabi’s soulmate was because he was one of the people in charge of the program that Hawks grew up in. But he keeps it to himself, he has to make sense of things first.

Then one night comes, where Hawks just has to let Dabi know, let him know that he’s not the bad guy he’s trying to paint himself to be. But when Hawks reveals what he knows, Dabi just tries to deny everything, because he truly doesn’t want to talk about this. And then he snaps, yells at Hawks about how he witnessed the abuse his mother went through, how his father broke her in more ways than one, how he vowed to never allow someone to do the same to him. That he accepted the fact that he was meant to wind up alone after he killed his soulmate because the universe is a cruel place to once kind people.

Hawks is having none of that, though. He stops Dabi, tells him he doesn’t have to be alone anymore, that they’re not explicitly tied to “fate” anymore and can in fact rewrite their own story. It takes a lot of back and forth between them, but ultimately Hawks’ end goal is convincing Dabi that they, the two of them who no longer have a soulmate, are no longer tied to whatever fate was “chosen” for them. That they’re free to go their own route, carve out their own lives how they see fit. And eventually, Dabi gives in, because in truth they both know that they love each other, so why not give it a go?

More Hearts Than Mine/Like We Used To (duology):

Okay, this duology is centered around both Shindeku and Tododeku and in the end one of y’all is gonna hate me and I’m okay with that. As a multishipper, it is so hard for me to chose which ship gets tanked in the end I’m so sorry. ((But honestly, I high key have thought about ending it with all three of them being in a poly relationship and like, ya girl likes poly. It’ll most likely happen to be completely honest))

Also, quirkless AU!!

MHTM: This is the first half of the duology. In this half, it depicts the rise and eventual fall of Izuku’s initial relationship (either with Hitoshi or Shouto, it’s so far undecided). They get together, fall in love, and genuinely have a good relationship, but it all goes downhill when they eventually have to break up due to different life interests and Izuku’s boyfriend having to move away for a few years. They knew long distance wouldn’t work, so they decided to end the relationship, and this fic ends with the aftermath of their breakup and how not only Izuku, but also his mother and step father are hurt by the breakup.

LWUT: In the second half of this duology, this fic will be from the perspective of whichever boyfriend had to end things with Izuku. He returns from his travels a few years later, but he doesn’t tell Izuku just yet. Instead, he’s trying to deal with being back and constantly reminiscing what once was. One day, while getting coffee, he sees Izuku and his new boyfriend sitting at a corner booth and overall acting very in love. And it hurts, seeing Izuku with someone else, and he gets jealous. But as the fic continues, he eventually comes to terms with the fact that him and Izuku did fall in love, but at the wrong time and while they may not ever get a chance again, he just hopes Izuku is happy with his new boyfriend. (And then they meet again at that same coffee shop, and Izuku realizes his first love is back in town and invites him to sit with them. And he does, and it’s awkward, but when Izuku’s current boyfriend leaves to use the restroom, he tells Izuku that he’s glad he found someone. And this is only the beginning of the start of all three dating because while writing this out I’ve decided, yea, I like happy endings too much so they all three fall in love.)

Single Character Study Fics:

King for a Day (warning, kind of screamo):

Dabi/Touya character study.

He’s already a villain at this point, and this fic would be a character study of his feelings throughout his mental collapse, his rise as Dabi, and his thirst for revenge.

I actually don’t have as much for this idea compared to some of the other songs on here, but the basic outline is almost your standard “Touya died then became Dabi, his mental stability is compromised, and his primary goal is bringing down Endeavor”. This song is actually more of a “hey this fits a story that already exists” than using it to create one, that’s why I don’t have much on it.

I do, however, want to share my favorite line that I’ve matched with a scene. “Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in piece.” Dabi says this to Endeavor because he believes he deserves to live the rest of his life rotting away in prison, but he has to kill Endeavor to make sure he gets punished. Since Endeavor is rich and famous, he could probably get out of prison with minimal damage to his reputation and life, and what would be the point then? So Dabi believes he has to die.

Modern Loneliness:

Shouto character study.

The title alone I think suits Shouto fairly well, but if you listen to the song it’s about felling alone in a room full of people. About not knowing how to connect to others. The first line alone is very much in line with Shouto. “I’ve been thinking ‘bout my father lately, the person that he made me, the person I’ve become.” I don’t even need to tell you why that line fits so well.

So this fic would be centered around the time the UA students move into the dorms, because I feel that Shouto would still be wary and not understand how to truly connect with his classmates. In the end, eventually he’d come to find that it takes two to put in the effort a relationship requires, and though it’s new and scary, he’s willing to do it.

Let Me Be Myself:

Another Shouto character study.

Again, the title alone already very heavily aligns with Shouto’s character. And, as we all already know, Shouto hates when people compare him to his father or only acknowledge him as his father’s son, and this song is about being allowed to break free from past restraints in order to live your life how you see fit.

With Izuku’s help, Shouto is able to come to this realization sooner and grow the confidence needed to finally fight back and regain control of his own life.

Lovely:

Villain!Deku character study.

I’m not even gonna lie, I saw that multiple people have done animatics of this exact concept and it’s very intriguing to me. I’ve never written villain Izuku so I think it’d be interesting to explore that kind of mindset.

That being said, I just wrote down “villain Deku = lovely” in my phone’s notes and never actually plotted anything so I have nothing more to share on this

And that’s it so far!! Realistically, I probably won’t get around to all of these, and it would take me forever to actually make a dent in this, but I’m having a lot of fun with this project. Also, these don’t go into nearly as much depth as my notes, because I basically annotate these songs in order to create an outline so, this is like the lite version.

#dabihawks #shindeku #tododeku #todoshindeku #dabi is touya #dabi is a todoroki #todoroki touya #mha hotwings #takami keigo #shinsou hitoshi #shoto todoroki #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #lola writes

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eye-raq · 6 years ago

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P**SY RIDING FACE

😂😂😂😂

I’m forreal y’all I wrote this shit out today on Wattpad so tell me what y’all thinking 👀👀 there may be grammatical errors but whatever.

As y’all can clearly see, Erik’s mouth (Bakari) whatever lol is a SEAT. So... what if his girl comes home and she sees that mouth, and wants to make it a seat 😨😨

WARNINGS: Anyways keep reading it’s smutty like always.

Synopsis: you come home with a little liquid courage, seeing Erik sleep on the couch. That mouth look good enough to sit on.

Warnings: smutty smut.

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"Erik?"

She came home from an outing with her family, drunk as hell with her dress half way off her body. Her pressed hair messy, laying against her shoulders, heeled feet causing her toes to swell.

"Erik come help me! Please baby! I'm tired."

She began to pout, walking with a waddle into the living room of their home, pretty brown face scrunched up. She stopped near the entrance to the living room, leaning against the wall to take off her shoes. She successfully removes one, but as she tried to remove the other she fell back on her butt.

"OWWEE!." She cries, her vision foggy and head spinning. Finally gaining strength, she leans up off the ground, removing her other shoe. As she got up from the floor, a loud snore came from the couch. She looked up to find Erik ass laying on his back, mouth hanging open with drool. He was about to fall off the damn couch, Naruto playing on TV. She placed her hair behind her ear, studying his face.

He looked so at peace, his moist mouth open and eyes closed with those long lashes touching the tops of his cheeks. She walks over towards him, damn near bumping into the coffee table, taking a seat right next to his bare feet. Erik hated to have his feet touched, they were very very ticklish. She reaches out to stroke him on his left foot with her fingers, feeling the manicured nails and smooth clear skin.

"You got some pretty ass feet babe."

He, of course, didn't respond, still knocked out.

She trails her eyes up towards his crotch, his dick print visible in his Jean joggers. She bites her lip, before her eyes trailed up his scar covered abdomen and chest, to that rough patch of hair on his chin, and then finally falling on his lips.

Those fucking lips.

She practically moans.

She reaches out to stroke his bottom lip. It was pouty and soft, no dryness just soft and wet from his spit. His upper lip was just as tantalizing, all pink but sort of dark in the corners from smoking. Those golds on his bottom canine teeth gleamed and his pink tongue slightly jumped in his sleep.

"Erik, it's me, Kyla. Wake up chump."

She got close to his mouth, taking her lips to kiss him lightly on his bottom lip.

"Mmm baby, wake up. I need you to help me out this dress."

No motion. Her limbs were tired and heavy, and her pussy was wet. It was so wet that when she rubbed her thighs together, she could feel it slip and slide along her panties.

"Erik look."

She takes one of his hands, moving it to her pussy. As she spreads her legs, his limp hand rested firmly on her pussy, the entire outer crotch area soaked like she went to the bathroom on herself.

"You see what you did to me baby." She whispers.

A thought came to her, right as she looked at those lips again. If he wasn't going to wake up from this, he was sure to wake up from what she had in store. Kyla lifts from the couch, taking her panties off quick, tossing them on the other side of the table. She pulls her dress up to her waist, tip toeing over towards his head. Kyla crawls onto the couch above his head, both legs practically straddling his face. Her body crouches down directly over his lips, her pussy lining up perfectly with his warm mouth. She could feel his snoring breaths touch her pussy and that alone made her quiver.

Taking things at a slow pace, Kyla dips lower, the top of her clit brushing against Erik's upper lip. This caused her to take a hand full of his dreads, finally resting her pussy flat against his lips.

That did it.

Erik's eyes opened wide in shock, his hands flailing before reaching up to grip her small neck. She could laugh at his expression right now but the humming from his mouth as he tried to speak had her shaking.

"Ah, fuck that mouth." She moans.

"Mxckxndkssk" that's what Erik sounded like, the grip on her neck still firm and unmoving.

"Baby, I can explain." The liquor guided Kyla as she moves in a slow circle over his lips. Erik's mouth was hung open from sleep so of course his tongue would move and swipe over her clit a few times.

"I came home, calling out for you and you didn't answer me. I found you snoring on the couch looking oh so delectable daddy and I couldn't help.."

Erik's mouth tried to close, his eyebrows creased with anger, but what he didn't realize was that Kyla's Pussy was extra sensitive and no matter what he did, she would moan and grind his lips.

"Daddy that felt so good don't stop."

She dug her fingers into his hair even harder, causing his eyes to squeeze shut from the tension. He brings his other hand up to yank her hair, causing her neck to bend in an awkward position.

"Daddy you better not stop." She instructed, her hand pulling his head back, making his mouth hanging open. His lower lip hung at the bottom of her pussy, his upper lip latched right above her clit. His jaws were sunken in and the murderous gleam in his eyes made her cry out.

"You better not fucking stop, make my pussy cum."

With that Erik started ferociously eating her pussy, sucking on the entire thing like he wanted to drink her from dehydration. Her eyes damn near left her sockets, hips rolling over his mouth in a quick grinding motion.

"Mmmmm, Kyla." She could make out her name as it vibrates against her swollen pink flesh.

"Daddy I can't make out what you saying, that mouth is stuffed with my pussy."

She lifted from his mouth, watching as he gasped for air desperately. His eyes were low and lustful, that mouth and beard covered in her juices.

"You nasty bitch. How fucking dare you wake me up like that?! I could have fucking killed you!" He was right, her larynx would have been snapped in two with what she pulled. She knew how Erik was and for her to sneak up on him like that caught him off guard.

Erik's eyes kept flipping from her pussy that was directly in his eyes to her flushed face, the Carmel skin heated up.

"You nasty little FUCKING slut. You want this pussy ate? I'll eat it alright, but you ain't cumin' until I tell you to. If you so much as cum in my fucking mouth, you ain't getting this dick, and I remember how yo' ass was crying this morning about needing your back blown out from all different angles!"

Kyla did it. She looked frantic, Erik's hand still on her throat. Her liquor euphoria began to dissolve, and now she regretted waking him up while riding his face.

"Now bring that pussy back to my mouth. Daddy hungry too."

Kyla did as she was told, bringing her pussy back to Erik's mouth, damn near sobbing from the way he sucked on her clit. It was so damn good, her hands almost ripping Erik's hair from his scalp. Erik made a few humming noises, hands in her hair now giving her the same treatment.

"Mmhm mhmm." Was all he said. She could feel the pressure as if she wanted to pee, her legs shaking on either side of his head.

"Daddy it's..." She clamped her mouth shut, lifting from his mouth. Erik held her pussy open for him to see, staring at how swollen it was, ready to fucking pop.

"You were this fucking close to cumin' in my fucking mouth. You better not do it Ky."

She took that warning, swallowing spit nervously before allowing him to bring her back towards his mouth with both of his hands gripping her ass firm. Erik sucked like he was eating out of a dog bowl, spit flying and loud smacking noises.

"Oh, shit daddy don't stop daddy don't stop!"

Kyla had to let go of Erik's hair, gripping the couch now. Her head was still tilted in an awkward position, Erik's fingers never letting up. Erik had his eyes wide on her, his nose flared and scrunched, keeping a firm hold on her. Her head lulled back and forth as if she were nauseous, eyes in slits, mouth hanging open. She gripped at the leather, legs shaking before letting out a whimper, lifting from his mouth again.

The pressure build from edging was beginning to be too much for her. It felt like the liquid had built up an intense force against the walls of her pussy like the walls of a damn. She had to keep still as her eyes stared down at the smug expression on Erik's face. If she made one motion, she felt like she would cum all over this man's face.

"You look like you had enough Kyla."

"Yes, daddy."

"Too bad I'm not buying that shit. You wanna come in here all drunk making me suffocate, then I'm gonna make you suffer."

Erik lifted his head, frantically flicking her clit with his tongue. Kyla scrambles, jumping back from Erik on the couch. She felt a little bit of liquid escape her pussy, wetting her inner thighs and she hoped he didn't catch it. Erik lifts from the couch quick, grabbing her ankles, bringing them up and to her ears.

"Hold them legs like this so I can finish chowing down." He laughed at that, watching with humor as Kyla lifts her legs, pussy practically smiling at him.

"I think daddy edged you enough, it's time to quench my thirst."

Erik got on his knees, taking no time to alternate between tongue fucking her and sucking on her clit, all while keeping her open for him to reach every single spot. She started her usual talk when she was close.

"Daddy right there daddy yes."

"Get it daddy please omg."

"You better not quit daddy make me cum."

"Make this pussy cum nigga!"

With that last bit, she let out a scream, squirting right in Erik's mouth. He tried to drink every drop but of course, not all reached the back of his throat.

"So fucking good girl damn!" He slaps her ass cheeks, then slaps her pussy earning a whimper.

"Now sit up, and turn around, I'm fucking you.

She lifted up, turning, getting her arch ready for him. Erik pulls down his jeans, his hard dick pointing up towards her pussy. She felt him position her better, forming a deeper arch in her back and grabbing her hips to poke her ass out more. Erik took his dick in hand, jerking it a little before rubbing the tip along her wet pussy, finally sinking into her with a satisfying moan.

"Ooooohhhh shit." He began thrusting, reaching forward with both hands to grip her hair from behind, her head painfully hyperextended towards him. Her hands reaching out to grab at the back of the couch.

"Hold still." Was all he said before pounding away. The sound of their sex was loud and obnoxious, her mouth hanging open as he gave her stroke after stroke. She was a moaning mess, Erik's thrusts not letting up, aimed to punish her with his dick.

"Damn, this some good pussy." He sounded out between each stroke. After that, the only sounds that could be heard were Kyla's moans. Erik let go of her hair then, pulling her up by her chin, bending to stroke her harder. Kyla frantically held onto the back of the couch, her eyes squeezed shut. Erik stilled his motions, taking his foot to part her legs further. He slowly stroked, but each stroke was forceful.

"I'm fucking this pussy like my life depended on it." He spoke into her ear.

*stroke* yes *stroke* fuck yes *stroke* ahhh fuck.

She could feel every inch of him. Her body going limp as his speed picked up again, her eyes watering. She was about to be on cum number three.

"Errrik." She spoke with struggle.

"What?" He kept going.

"Eeeeee." She begged.

"Wassup Ky? That's all you can get past those pretty lips is my name? Nothing else? No fuck me harder or make me cum daddy?"

"Eee. Erik pleackcmd..." she choked on her last words from the grip Erik had on her chin.

"WHAT KY!? Please what? I can't understand mumble"

"My pussy cumin'" she cries.

"Yeah yeah, take this dick." He spoke nonchalantly. Kyla whimpers Daddy, and I'm cumin. Finally, she cums, her pussy creaming Erik's dick, turning it white.

"SHIT. Look at that whipped cream."

Erik pulls his dick out, turning Kyla around. He pushes his dick against her lips.

"Clean me." Kyla took him into her mouth, trying to use her hands but Erik pushes them away.

"Nope, hold still."

He palms the sides of her pretty face, thrusting forwards rough, his dick hitting the back of her throat. She kept her eyes on him like he liked, her eyes red and puffy, watching how his face struggled. The taste of her pussy drove her crazy, the sweet nectar and cream lining her tongue.

"Good girl, such a good girl." He whispers.

His face scrunches, mouth hanging open. Like when he was asleep.

"Damn that mouth Alone is about to make me buss a nut." Erik made a ponytail with her hair, just guiding her head, watching the spit build at the base of his dick, feeling it drip from his balls.

"You such a nasty good girl, you daddy's nasty good girl, you're doing great baby, stay just like that for daddy." Erik's breath came out rapidly, his head thrown back now.

"Swallow my shit." He stilled her head on his dick, earning a cough from her. He pulls her head off, watching her spit on it, putting her mouth back on his dick.

"That's right, wet and sloppy like daddy like."

Erik thrusts his hips to meet her mouth, his hands smoothing over her face in a needy way, his legs shaking.

"I'm about to buss all in your fucking mouth!" With that Erik came, Kyla feeling every drop of it hit the back of her throat. Erik pulled her mouth off, staring down at his still hard dick.

"Looks like I'm fucking you again, he still up baby."

Kyla looked like she wanted to cry.

"Fix your face girl, you brought this on yourself."

Erik sits on the couch, lifting her up to straddle him. He made her crouch over him, his lower half hanging off the couch to thrust up into her. He lifts her up by the back of her thighs like her thick ass didn't weigh much of anything. He sinks his dick into her again, damn near moaning to the heavens.

"Ahhhhh fuck!" They both say together.

Erik uses his hips to stroke up into Kyla, his strong arms still holding her up. Kyla had nowhere to run, her legs wide and her arms on Erik's shoulders. Her ass clapped against his pelvis, Erik's dick shining from how wet she was.

"Daddy ah!!!"

Erik practically growls, his hard eyes locked on hers, his hips never stopping.

"Daddy make my pussy cum, punish this fucking pussy!!"

"You know I gotta murder this pretty shit Kyla." He replies smugly.

He finally lets her down, that feeling in his belly forming again.

"Fuck this dick, and YOU better not fucking stop." Erik rests his hands behind his head, watching as Kyla held onto the couch, bouncing on his dick nonstop. She cried with every thrust, her belly tightening. She couldn't even go anymore, her motions weakening.

"You don't listen to nothing!!" He yelled.

Erik held onto her hips, thrusting up into Kyla practically drilling her.

"This how my dick supposed to be in that pussy. IM FUCKING THIS PUSSY NOW SINCE YOU DON'T WANNA LISTEN."

His face was sweaty, golds flaring, nose in a mug like he was snarling. His fingernails dig into her hips so sharp, she knew she would have whelps there in the morning.

"Guess what? I'm about to cum again. And guess where it's going? In them fucking GUTS." He thrust three more times quickly, before stilling his motions, practically yelling.

"FUCKKKKKK!!!!!!" He came hard. Kyla couldn't help but to whimper, her body feeling like a rag doll. Erik to her surprise began pumping again. She was in complete shock, this nigga was still going.

Erik couldn't let go, he wanted to make her cum one more time, and he needed her juices to mix with his.

"One more cum for daddy just one more."

"Errrik I'm sore!!." She was, but the way his dick rubbed along her insides made her skin tingle.

Erik flips her over, looking down to see his cum covered dick slide in and out of her pussy.

"I'm sure to get you pregnant now. All that cum gonna be sitting in your uterus by the time I'm finished." He smiles, still savagely killing her pussy. Kyla had her legs over his shoulders, her hips meeting his. She flexed her toes, her legs falling open wider, Erik reaching down to hold her hips in the air so he could fuck Her the proper way. She let out moan after moan after moan.

"Come on Ky I felt that, I know it's there just let me have it, girl."

And that's when she came, Erik still stroking like she wasn't sensitive. He finally pulls out, his dick dripping, her pussy sloppy and sore. She couldn't even move, her body damn near used from the assault.

Erik undresses, walking over to the door to see a bag sitting on the floor with food in it.

"Aye girl! You brought me a plate? It better be Mac and cheese on that plate too." He picks up the bag, walking to the kitchen without a backward glance at his girl laying stretched out on the couch with her legs wide.

If only she didn't bother him while he was sleeping.

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#Fictober Day 31

“I’ve waited so long for this.”

(Abominable?M’Baku x Black!Reader)

Word Count: 6.5k

“We gotta hit the slopes now before it gets too crowded!” Sarah exclaimed.

You, Sarah, Michelle, and Taylor have all been pals your days at the state university a few years ago. You were, for lack of better words, the token of the group and you knew the role you played. When the party was on, Michelle would gas you up so that you can show the latest craze off to the other partygoers. If there was something political on TV that needed further explanation, Sarah was the one to ask for your two cents. Taylor was the one who acted the most down, since she came from a poor neighborhood and had a Black boyfriend.

And somehow, with all of these crazy white folk, you decided to go on a reunion trip to the snow capped mountains of a state that has more Starbucks than Black people. The reason being that one, you needed a vacation, and two, Sarah had a hookup through her firm and it was basically paid for.

“Sarah, hang on, where is my shower gel? And my Garnier Nutrisse, you whore!” Michelle exclaimed from the bathroom.

“You can survive one day with your hair being washed, it’s gonna be trapped under a helmet anyway. Plus it’s not healthy to wash it everyday, right (Y/N)?”

Here she goes. This wasn’t your Garnier that was missing, yet somehow the subject of hair drug you into this conversation.

“True, and I am more than ready to go. I’m sweating like buckets, man.” You say with your heavy duty coat and gear on.

“Aight, I’m ready bitches!!” Taylor shouted waddling down the steps to the front door.

“Ok, everyone is present and accounted for? Great! Let’s get some skiing! Hopefully our tour guide is hot!” Sarah says.

You roll your eyes at the thought. Sarah thought the wierdest guys were hot because they were ‘mysterious’. More like serial killers looking for victims.

Making it to the main building of the ski area, you guys check in and wait to be attended to.

“So, who thinks they are going to hook up on this trip this week?” Michelle is cheesing sharper than cheddar as her hand shoots up like a volunteer for dick.

“Michelle, you always say you’re going to put yourself out there, but you never do! You really do need to get some kind of romance in your life. Broken pussy, amiright??” Sarah looks to you for a cosign.

You were on your phone the entire time, because you know they were just into some white mess so you just look up at her and nod.

She huffs, crossing her arms. “(Y/N), I really hope you will be open with us during this trip. You’re the last person any of us have caught up with and you’ve been super quiet so far.”

You sigh, putting your phone away and looking like you care. “I hate to make you feel like that, Sarah. I’ll try and be more engaging. I’m so happy we have gotten back together again.”

“Hell yeah! What’s new with you? Got a boo?” Michelle asks expectantly.

You shake your head. “No, not for a minute now, actually. Guys have kind of been few and far between as far as dating goes.”

“I could still hook you up with Craig’s brother, if you want? He’s available, and interested…” Taylor sings the word ‘interested’ like that was the keyword bait you were looking for. Problem was, Craig’s brother had a foot fetish. You knew it, they knew it. And you just weren’t ready to have to fuck the back of his throat with your toes as second base.

“No, I’m still just going to look on my own. Actually, just taking a break. I want this to be about us ladies, patching things up.”

Michelle looks at you fondly, holding out a hand. You take it, and Sarah and Taylor follow suit, as you all create a sisterly social circle around the table.

“Mind if I cut in, guys?” a voice says.

You all turn around to see an instructor that look like he just got off of lifeguard season. His skin was olive toned and tight from the sun exposure, and his hair was almost bleach blonde with waves. If he wasn’t wearing a ski gear, you’d think he was in the wrong place.

Sarah looked at him intrigued. “Not at all! Come, come! It’s nice to have some testosterone to cut the estrogen around here!”

“Thank you so much! My name is Jamie, I’ll be your instructor for the day. It’s a beautiful day to be out on the slopes. Any first timers here?”

You and Taylor raise their hands.

“Ok, great! So I’ll be working closely with the two of you to make sure all safety precautions are taken, and form is perfected.” Jamie explains.

Sarah pats his leg. “Oh, well, I could always use a refresher. Every slope is different and not to mention the equipment. So, save some energy for me!” Sarah laughs a little to hard as she hopelessly flirts with Jamie.

He laughs comfortably, like he has been through this before and has a script for everything. “Don’t worry, I have plenty of knowledge and time to go around.”

“Have you ever handled four women at once?” Taylor asks like the crypt keeper coming out of their hole.

Jamie, still cool, says, “I have handled groups upwards of ten people. After that, the program mandates a secondary at least to be on hand.”

“A tag team? My dream scenario…” Taylor coos, looking off into the distance as her mind leaves the room. You all stare at each other, not sure what Taylor was on to give her this Jaden Smith level of spaciness.

“So, if we are ready to go, get your skis, and let’s get to it!”

It was stupid cold outside as you stood in one place waiting your turn. The instructor was taking so long with the other girls, that you couldn’t just watched what they were doing and caught on how to do it.

“Oh, I thought you didn’t ski? Great job!” Jamie said, giving you a thumbs up. You return it with no feeling. As the girls get down with the snow, you decide you need a hot toddy, so you return your skis and head for the bar.

Looking through your phone and sipping, Taylor comes to sit beside you.

“Hey, girl. You’re not feeling it either, huh?” She asks.

You shake your head. “I just got cold, and it was getting boring. You drinkin?”

“Of course! After all the thirst from Sarah towards Jamie, I got secondhand dry mouth.” Taylor says waving down the bartender.

You laugh. “I’m glad you brought that up. Why did you suddenly drop that huge innuendo on Jamie? You got a man, what are you talking about foursomes and shit?”

“Ohh, that was just me trying to join in on the fun. Of course I can’t expect to get laid on this trip, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be funny and annoying to cock block y’all.”

You clink glasses, taking a sip to the madness ahead of you all.

“Oh, before I forget, Jamie said that he would take up on a private walk to see some eerie areas of the non-resort area of the resort. Supposed to be like a haunted cabin, or bigfoot creature, or something. You down?”

You look at her like she should know better. Creepy horror haunted stuff was not your alley of expertise.

“Come on! , (Y/N). He’s bringing some of his buddies, you may find one of em cute, who knows?”

You mull over drink thinking.

“Please, just don’t leave me with them for an hour alone. I’ll have to throw myself in front of an oncoming avalanche.”

You take a deep breath and nod to get her off your back and back to your drink. Who knows, she could get a little snow boo out of it to cling tight to in fear.

Jamie and his friends meet with you all that night to go on the haunted walk in the snow.

“This here is David and Jackson.” Jamie introduces the men. David looked like an ex-jock who hit their prime in high school, while David was probably the Black friend of his group. Wonder who he will pair off with…

They share pleasantries with all of you before heading off into the dark woods surrounding the resort. Sarah was hugged up on Jamie the entire time, pretending that Jamie was her rock in the scary woods. Michelle and David were hitting it off nicely, whispering to each other as Michelle laughs out loud, everyone shushes her accordingly. And then there was Jackson, who really, really wanted to get to know Taylor.

“Do you come up here often or is this your first time?”

Taylor wasn’t here for it, since she had a man already. “Yeah, no, this is the first time for me. Same for (Y/N), right?” Taylor looked to you desperately to cut into the conversation but you were not having it. You were tired, way past your bedtime, and ready to call the evening a bust.

You all come over a hill and see cave area within a bunch of jagged rocks.

“There, you see? That is where they say is supposed to be the mountain creature.” Jamie says ominously.

“Mountain creature? So what, a lion, or bear?” Michelle asks.

“No, a creature. Some say it’s part ape, part man, but I haven’t actually seen it.” Jamie notes.

“Sooo, if you haven’t seen it, why should we believe it is real?” Sarah asks Jamie. “Make it come out.”

Jamie laughs nervously. “I can’t just make it come out though-”

David prods Jamie. “Ohh, come on. Jamie! We were supposed to give these ladies a show! Let’s give em what they came for!” David begins to approach the mouth of the cave. Jamie looks visibly worried but trots up to go with him.

Jackson turns to Taylor. “I’ll be right back. Wait for me?” Taylor half nods as he goes off.

“You kiss your teeth. “Dumbass don’t know the rules? Brothers get got first.” You say under your breath.

Taylor sighs. “We really need to ditch them after this. He is a grenade my body refuses to take for the team. All y’all gonna feel this blast!”

As the guys slowly approach the entrance, Jamie yells back to the girls. “So, the best way to communicate is with hoots. It’s the only form of basic communicate people have said to have witnessed.” Jamie nods to the other guys starting the round of howls off.

Their voices echo down the cave walls, making you get a little nervous as you look around for any wild animals this may attract. Jamie puts his hand up to stop the hoots and listens in the air. They wait, and wait, but silence is all that surrounds them.

“Well, I can’t help but to think this night is a bust everyone. Come on guys, let’s get back to the cabin with the girls before we freeze to death.” Jackson suggests, walking away quickly.

“HUUA! HUUA! HUUA!”

The hoots answer back in a lower, more threatening tone. It sounds like several others as the sound reverberates off the mountain and wildlife surrounding them. The whole group freeze as the sound fills the air, giving them chills that the snow couldn’t replicate. You look towards the top of the cave opening and see a large, all encompassing figure.

“WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT!” You shout, pointing to the unknown being. The men run as fast as they could through the snow as they could. Sarah and Michelle book it after you, but you slow down looking back to catch a glimpse of the thing.

That’s when you see it swing a large club and bring it down to the ground. The earth rumbles underneath your feet as you hear the cracking of ice and snow. The creature retreats behind the caves and that’s when you notice a rush of snow coming towards you.

“Oh God! Shit, come on (Y/N)! Guys, move!” Taylor yells behind you all as you try to outrun the snow, the girls just about clear the hill in front of you, and the guys follow suit. As you reach the midpoint of the mountain, you hit a deep portion of snow that makes you fall face first into the ground as pain shoots up your leg.

“Dammit, shit.” You look up for the group and see Jackson is closest in distance to you.

“Jackson! Help me, please, I’m stuck!” You plead with him.

He turns to see you and makes his way back down, but stops in his tracks before he reaches you. Looking past you, he starts to take one step back, then two, before he is full speed running in the opposite direction.

“Jackson! Jackson! Shit!” You try and drag yourself with you arms and one good leg but you only exhaust yourself further. That’s when you hear the footsteps in the snow behind you.

You lie still, praying for heavenly mercy as you slowly turn behind you to see it. A tall, barreling figure covered in furs, and leather pieces, with the face of a gorilla. It stalks over to you, leaning over your body for a closer look.

Your breathing is ragged from the running and the air is thin. That coupled with intense fear causes you to blackout.

Your body rocks as you come to. It’s still dark out and you feel the ground moving underneath you. You move but find that you can’t. As you look down, you see that your body is strapped to a board as you are dragged along the ground. You lay back to look up and see the creature taking you across the snow to God knows where.

You attempt to cream but you have tape across your mouth. Your muffled cries upset you more as you are taken hostage to somewhere with no help in sight. A few minutes of you crying and being dragged, the creature stops and stoops to your level, looking down at you.

He holds a finger to his masked mouth as you gasp and sob to calm down.

“I only taped your mouth to ensure you wouldn’t cause a raucous.” He says.

You are amazed that he speaks, and with an accent you haven’t heard around there. His hand reaches for the tape as he yanks it across. Your face stretches in pain.

“Oww!” You squeak as he begins to undo the straps on the board.

“I have splinted your leg as you had sprained it. You should be good after staying off of it a day or two.” The baritone in his melodic voice calmed you significantly. He clearly wasn’t a creature, but an intelligent being.

“Who are you?” You ask as he helps you to standing.

Picking up his board, he turns to walks away, never answering your question. You look behind to see that he placed you a few feet away from where you stay. Your friends had to be worried, you had no idea how long you had been gone. As you limp to the door, you knock once and it flies open.

“(Y/N)!! OH MY GOD, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??” Michelle exclaims, wrapping her arms around your neck tightly.

“I have no idea, but I need warmth so please…” You pat Michelle to end the tug as you walk into the warm cabin.

The girls had sent the boys away due to their uselessness and this being their idea all along.

“I just can’t fucking deal with Jackson leaving you behind like that! You know he played dumb until we grilled him further about it. He just ran off! What kind of a man does that?” Taylor says, handing you some hot tea while you have your foot propped on a pillow.

You try and calm them down. “He was scared. Shit, I woulda left him too if I saw that coming towards me too.”

“So do you guys think it’s an experiment gone wrong, or an alien, or what?” Sarah asks. “You know, thank God, you are safe, but I think this should be looked into. What if someone got hurt?”

You look down at your leg. “It didn’t hurt me. I woke up and I was here, with a splint on my leg.”

Sarah looks at you pitifully. “Oh honey, you bumped your head. Anything could’ve happened. You should probably still go to the infirmary. Who knows what else IT could’ve done to you…”

You roll your eyes at her. You didn’t want to give too much detail, that he talked to you, that you were 99% certain he was human and didn’t mean any harm.

The girls went rounds on the subject but you became too tired to care. Going up to your room, you close yourself in and take a moment to breathe staring at the nature around you. You had yet to appreciate your surroundings since you all got there. Sarah was very schedule oriented and since this trip is because of here, everyone else just fell into line.

Your mind wanders about the man that brought fear to so many, but care to you. Who was he? What was his story? As you stare in the distance, you can just make out the jagged rocks surrounding the cake in which you all disturbed him. You felt sorry for him, being up there, no one to mess with him because of the horrible stories told on him. But on the other hand, envious, because not being bothered by anyone is just what you needed.

Just then you see his being step out of the mouth of the cave. You still couldn’t make out any defining features but you could tell he wasn’t wearing as many furs and the mask wasn’t on his face. You look around the room remembering some binoculars were a part of the room’s decor. You see them on the bookshelf as you hobble to get them and go back to peer through them. You desperately adjust the magnification, but right before your get the picture clear, he is gone. Cursing under your breath you make a possibly dumb plan to get a look at this guy and maybe even talk. You had to know if he was what everyone said he was.

The next couple days, you got a pass from the girls to take it easy and do whatever you felt like doing since you had what they called, a traumatic experience. You took time to go to the infirmary and make sure your leg hadn’t had any worse damage than assumed, getting a compliment from the doctor on the splint.

Your ankle felt better by the end of the night, so you decided to take a walk without the splint. Your plan was to return the wood used for the splint to him, hoping that would be some kind of peace offering. Getting yourself ready, you slowly creep out of your room, so that none of the girls would hear you leaving. They were all knocked out from a night on the town, so they shouldn’t notice your absence.

Trekking through the snow, your steps get heavy from the moisture of the snow, along with the heaviness of the wood. Pushing through it all, you do make it to the cave after what felt like miles.

Now you wondered how you would get up to the cave. The rocks were not only jagged, but slick with ice and snow that would snap your shins like toothpicks. You thought about maybe luring him out with a woot woot, but that didn’t seem like the smartest thing. A wolf howl in the distance reminded you that you were a meal walking. You check out the cave, walking along the perimeter until you find a path that is sloped enough to walk up.

You slowly walk inside of the cave, which is dark dark, not a single creature is stirring, and you can’t tell otherwise. You aren’t sure if your mind is playing tricks on you or if you hear something but the echo of the cave amplifies even the smallest sounds. You had no intentions of going any further in so you set the wood down, hoping he will get it as you leave.

Heading back down the cave proved difficult, as you slid down a little with every step. Landing a little hard on your backside, you let out a yip that reverberated across the woods. You cover your mouth, cursing yourself as you got up and continued down.

“Grrrrrr…”

You freeze in your tracks as you hear to the left of you an animalistic growl that brings your heart into your throat. As you peer out of your peripheral, you see the clearly that not one, but at least three wolves were standing in the distance waiting for you to make a move. You had no skills in trying to survive in the wilderness so this scenario was lost on you on how to get out. Do you run? Do you make yourself big and make noises? Lay down and pretend to be dead? None of these options seemed plausible.

“HUUA! HUUA! HUUA!”

You whip around to see the man of the mountain coming down towards you in full garb. You duck into a fetal position, praying that you just are forgotten about until the situation is handled enough for you to go home.

He swings his club down and shakes the ground, startling the wolves to run away whimpering. When you get up, the man grabs you, putting you over his shoulder. The sudden weightlessness of your body almost gave you whiplash as you gathered your bearings you scolded him. “Hey! Put me down! I need to go home!”

“It is not safe! The wolves will be out until the morning, they will catch up with you again.” He warns you.

You felt like crying you were so mad. Why could this not have been a smooth transaction, your curiosity would be the death of you.

He takes you into the cave as darkness obstructs your vision. “I can walk now, if you don’t mind!”

“It is only a bit further, hang on.” He explains.

You didn’t care how far it was, you just wanted off his broad shoulder. You hated heights, and he was a tall guy. Finally light begins to surround the both of you as he sets you down and you observe your surroundings. His living space was way more abstract than you thought it would be. The amount of light is able to emit in here through torches and natural settings was exquisite. Carvings and wood paneling lined the walls and floor, giving is a very homestyle vibe. You touched the wood, feeling its grooves within its smoothness, amazed by the craftsmanship. You stop by the firepit in the middle of the floor warming your hands.

Looking back at the man, still wearing his mask you get shy suddenly. “Uh, I returned your splints, if you saw them-”

“Yes….I did….” He says with a booming voice.

You weren’t sure what to do next but you talk when you’re nervous. “Thanks again. It really helped me get by. Even the doc had to compliment it. And the wolf attack thing, wow, so crazy how that happened. I didn’t even want to be on this trip, but I was dragged based off of friendly obligations. Those people you saw me with before? I’m with them, but not WITH them, with them. Just polite and cordial, so it’s kind of-”

“Are you done?!” He takes his mask off to reveal his face.

“Oh my God…” you utter.

He tosses the mask aside, stripping off his outer furs and equipment. “You should save your breath, abstaining from talking. You ever hear of air being limited in caves?” He says, scolding you.

You are still in awe of his appearance. “I’m-I’m sorry, I just didn’t know…”

“The mountain man is human? Yes, you and many others do not.” He says tiredly, sitting on a seat by the fireplace he squeezes the bridge of his nose.

You walk a little closer to him, observing. “I had only heard of you a couple days ago, as I’m not from around here. But you have an exceptional face.”

He turns to you looking at you like you’re nuts. “YOu meet a man that is cut off from civilization living in a cave in a mountain and the first thing you notice is my attractiveness?”

You shrug. “I mean, I’m sure you’re a nice guy too, but you’re doing a disservice hiding that face from society.”

He shakes his head, shaming you. “I don’t owe any services. If people would quit wandering here, no one would have to worry about my face.”

You nod understandingly. “Do you have anyone else here with you?”

He stares in the fire blankly. “I do not.”

You grab a chair, sitting next to him. “And how long have you been here?”

He blinks slowly, “Almost my whole life.”

“Wow! By yourself?”

“Not necessarily. Just in the last decade or so have I been alone.” His eyes appear sorrowful as the shadows of flames dance across his face.

You look into the fire, feeling for him. “What’s your name?”

“I am M’Baku.” he says.

“Nice to meet you, M’Baku. I am (Y/N).” You hold your hand out for him to shake. He looks at it curiously before taking it. Your hand fits snugly in his mighty one, warm despite just being out in the cold.

Once you break from his shake, you continue. “Do you have any family to go to? Any loved ones?”

M’Baku sighs. “They have all moved on to other areas. We used to inhabit a great deal of land in this area but we were lawfully or unlawfully forced to move on for use of the resort. I found no reason to go, but the cave is not manned by anyone, so I call it home.”

He looks around his creation affectionately.

“It is very beautiful, M’Baku. You did all of this?” You stand up, walking around slowly.

M’Baku stands following you. “Yes, not overnight, but I did manage. It does what I need it to.”

You breathe in deeply, it even smelled good; spicy and fresh, the wood creates an aroma that eases your tension.

“I just can’t believe someone can make all of this and be alone, without any help from the outside. It’s admirable.” You say turning around to face him.

He looks down humbly. “It wasn’t easy, by any means, to cultivate the wood and bring it to a livable space. I’ve waited so long for this. I have help from my god, Hanuman. That is enough for me to get by most of the time.”

Silence falls between the both of you as you wonder what time it is. “We have until morning, right?”

M’Baku nods. “I don’t want to risk an attack on you getting back.”

You yawn stretching. “So then, if you don’t mind, I will need to get some rest then if you don’t mind.”

He nods. “Of course. You can have the bed tonight. I am not feeling very tired, so I’ll keep watch.” He gets up to stand near the entrance of the cave with his club.

You make you way to a back room that has a bed with natural wood posts. The mattress made well, soft but firm so you don’t sink. You take off your shoes and lay underneath his, encased in the smell of him. You can see him posted from where you lay, and you think about how his life must be having been alone for so long. That couldn’t be good on his psyche. You wind down, overcome with sleep as his figure blurs into darkness.

When you wake, it is M’Baku that shakes you to get up.

“You must leave now. Before your friends worry.” M’Baku commands.

You stretch, trying to gain your bearings. “It’s fine. They aren’t bothering me because of my leg.”

M’Baku tosses your coat at you, helping you put on your shoes. “I saw law enforcement at your cabin. They could be looking for you, (Y/N).”

You finally understand the seriousness as you get your coat on and finish off putting on your shoes. “Ok, ok. I’m going.”

You get up to get out of the cave with M’Baku following close behind putting on his gear. Once you reach the mouth of the cave you stop. M’Baku starts to put on his mask but you keep him from it.

“Wait. M’Baku, you shouldn’t be in this cave alone forever, I want you to know that.”

He looks down at you with a hardened stare. “I don’t have a choice in that. It was the card I was dealt.”

“But you don’t have to settle! You can change things if you really want to.”

“I do not want to. I have managed with no problems.”

“But with what experiences? Friends, family, love. What is there to show?”

M’Baku puts on his mask, walking out of the cave. You hang your head and follow.

Before you make it down the slope to head back, you leave him with something. “M’Baku, you have so much more to show the world. I am sure they would be willing to listen. I am willing, after all you have told me.”

“The world is not as open, trust me.” M’Baku says.

“I’m not them. Can you do me one favor?”

“I do not provides services!” M’Baku exclaims.

“Please, I want to see you again before my trip is up. But I don’t want to be eaten by wolves or fall into a ditch, so tell me when can I see you?”

M’Baku pauses. Through the mask you had no clue what he was thinking or doing, but you hoped for his consideration.

“I mean, I can come by and risk life and limb if you want me too. You have better medical care skills than anything else around here.” You say, challenging him.

“Come by when you see the smoke coming from the side of the mountain. I won’t keep it burning a long time, so you will need to pay attention, and I will wait.” M’Baku says.

You smile. “That will work! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

You are practically skipping as you make your way back to the cabin, which is a mess and a half. The cops weren’t there but three worried white women were.

“(Y/N)! How long have you been gone? We check on you for breakfast, and find that you were gone!” Sarah says, arms crossed.

You hold your hands up in surrender. “I know, I know. I should’ve told you guys where I had been, but I just needed a little me time, is all.”

“You have been getting ‘me time’ ever since the attack at the cave! We got the cops involved, we were worried!” Michelle exclaims.

“You look at her suspiciously. “They aren’t checking the cave out, right?” you ask.

Michelle shrugs. “Maybe, maybe not. I can’t really say but if so, is that so bad?”

Your heart pounds, thinking about what might be done. “You gotta call them off, they can’t go to the cave!”

Sarah looks at you worried. “Why? They are professionals, all they have to do is shoot the damn thing-”

“NO!” You shout angrily.

All the girls stare at you astonished. You clear your throat and try to speak with reason.

“I mean, just, don’t waste taxpayer dollars with this. You may be trying....to extinguish an extinct species or something, you don’t know,, and you’re trying to kill it? It didn’t hurt anybody, remember? Just scared us a little.”

Taylor comes up to you, giving you a hug. “I’ll let them know you are safe and just went for a walk or something. We won’t stress you out about this, ok?”

You hug Taylor back, grateful for her compassion. You kept trouble at bay from M’Baku at least one more day. You couldn’t bear causing heat to catch up with him for as long as he had been able to be alone.

Up in your room you pull your phone out of the pocket but a secondary object touches your fingers. Pulling it out, you find a miniature wooden carving of a gorilla in mid stride, looking regal and proud. You look over it curiously for a moment before you realize its origins. Looking out your window you see the smoke coming from the top of the cave. You doubt he could see you but you wave in the general direction, thanking him internally as you held the figure close to you. It held the same smell of the wood in his living area, and brought you instant peace. Maybe someday the world can know his kind heart and talent. But until then, you hoped you could experience as much of it as you can on your own.

The girls gave you a full gamut of act of activities to do next day with you and make up for lost time. You found out that Sarah hooked up with Jamie, but he didn’t last long and asked if she knew a cocaine dealer because apparently that help with it. Michelle played card games that involved stripping of their clothes and taking shots, and David was not able to hang in there for the grand prize. She was unsure if that meant she won, but she took it as such since he was a weak drinker. And Taylor just avoided Jackson as much as possible to ensure he got the full entire gist that she was completely uninterested in his advances.

“So if you were still interested, he should be good and ready for you.” Taylor tells you jokingly.

Taking a sip of your drink you scoff. “Yeah, a guy that leaves me to die in the snow and picks every single White girl over me sounds like a prize.”

Sarah laughs but it's a little off. “I mean, what’s wrong if he like white girls, its a preference, you know?”

The room goes quiet. “Uh, Sarah, are you serious?” You ask her, controlling your rage.

“I mean, if he likes white girls, that doesn’t make him less than. I mean, Taylor has a Black guy. That’s insulting to her and me. What’s wrong with-”

“If you are seriously asking me what is wrong with white women, I swear to God-”

Taylor interrupts. “Heyyyy, maybe more drinks will suffice this arguing, huh?” She fills their cups and turns up some music, leading you to the upstairs. “Hey, she’s ignorant, we all know it. It’s not worth a fight.”

“We might as well! Cuz if she said that on the street, her ass would be laid out!” You say, chugging your drink.

Taylor grabs for it gently. “Mk, mk. You’re good. We only got a day left, so come on, just ignore her. Say you’re on our period or something to skip going out and it’ll all work out til we’re on the plane going our separate ways.”

You nod unconvincingly to agree, making Taylor laugh. “Hey, are you calling it a night?”

“I think so, it’s just draining to talk to her about anything substantial. And she wonders why I check out.” you say opening your door.

“Sure. Call me if you need something, ok?” Taylor says going down the stairs.

You go to your room staring listlessly at your wood carving in your hands, sniffing the natural smell from it. You look out of your window bored and restless to observe outside. As you look in the distance, you see the smoke like coming up from the cave’s location. You take a moment to think properly about your options and decided that in a few more hours it would be best to finally visit M’Baku again once more, thanking him for his hospitality and wishing him well.

The trek up was quiet this time around. You barely even heard the wind blowing as you journeyed up to the opening of the cave, somewhat a pro at it now. You go in the cave and carefully make your way down through the dark until you saw the familiar light of his living space. However, he was nowhere to be seen.

You take a seat by the fire awkwardly, waiting for his arrival as you look around his place again. You didn’t notice the plaque above his room saying “Jabari”, maybe a family name? You decide to go and look into his bedroom, for the possibility of him being there, but no such luck. You run your hands along the soft sheets, wanting so badly to lay on them again but you dared not to, being an unknown guest at the moment. A door in the back of the room catches your eye. It looks heavy and suspicious and sends your curiosity into overdrive.

As you walk to it, you try the latch…

“I didn’t expect you to be waiting in my bedroom.” M’Baku says behind you.

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Drunken mistake (9)

Fallen

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Over the next month you got situated in the house again. You met his other cousin Shuri, T’challa’s sister. Her sweet and funny personality made you take a liking to her. They were very fun to be around but after a week they had to return to their home.

Erik was very helpful with my move back into his house. He went and got your things from the motel and left and gave you time and space to sort your feelings. He bought you to work every day so as a thank you, you cooked for him. He also warned you to be aware of your surroundings and if you ever feel something is wrong call him immediately. You remembered why he told you these things. You had been so caught up in living your life you forgot about the threat of Shawn and Santana. Wanting to believe as long as you were near Erik they wouldn’t dare try to hurt you.

You still worked and that meant your boss was still trying to get with you. One day you mistakenly butt dialed Erik while going to your bosses office and he overheard your boss flirting with you. The next day he walked with you to your office and made sure to kiss you on the lips in front of everyone. After that day the flirting and inappropriate conversations from your boss stopped.

Erik had you reconsidering your relationship with him. Even though you were not intimate with one another every time you passed him his scent made your heart waver and your legs weak. You wanted him badly. So much that you would masturbate thinking about him every night.

Friday evening the ride back to the house Erik asked you did you want to go out to eat. You said yes and asked where he was taking you, and was told it was a surprise.

“Alright I need to shower and i’ll be right back” you tell him. “Also I need to go in your room and get some clothes out the closet, if that’s okay.”

“It’s Cool.” he says.

You smile back at him and go into his room where the wedding picture is still hanging above the bed. Taking a moment to look at it, then continuing to the closet. Picking out your clothes you decide to use his bathroom instead, it was huge way bigger than your bathroom. Walking into the bathroom you strip turning on the shower letting the water lightly cascade over you.

Erik pov

Y/n went upstairs while I waited in the living room. I was gonna take her on a date and talk about us as a couple. As I waited in the living room I laughed along to Martin while scrolling through my phone. I looked down at my shirt and decided I wanted to change it, so I went upstairs to change my shirt and shoes.

Walking into the room, I heard soft voices coming from the bathroom, sounded like y/n decided to use my shower. My curiosity got the best of me and I entered the bathroom.

Steam filled the bathroom making it difficult to see her. I silently closed the and walked towards the shower. The sight of her hands rubbing between her thighs was very pleasant to see. Her head was thrown back and the visual made me my dick jump. I knew I had to leave or I would get in there with her.

“Erik” I heard her moan out walking closer, her fingers in her pussy, had me stuck. The thought of leaving the bathroom long gone. Instead I start to strip out of my clothes. She was so caught up in her pleasure she still didn’t notice me.

My need for her now painfully hard, swinging between my legs. Stepping into the tub I walk up to her when she notices me she stills. I reach around to grab her neck, kissing it.

“What are you doing” she moans out.

Her head falls back onto my shoulders she let out a soft moan. It intensified my thirst for her. I wanted to claim her so I would be the only man she could ever think about.

“I’m helping you baby, next time just tell me you want some dick” I press my body hard against hers, sloppily kissing her neck. Water splashing over the both of us I reach down and sink two fingers into that wet pussy. Thrusting my fingers in and out, her pussy squeezing my fingers.

She suddenly pushes away from me, looking conflicted.

“No” she says softly.

I stood back looking at her stroking my dick, just staring at her. Damn I wanted to slam her into the wall and fuck the shit out of her but I don’t want to make her hate me. Y/n drops to her knees, startling me, she comes closer to me and kissed the head of my dick. Biting my lip, I thought a minute ago I would have to beat my meat. Her mouth now licking up and down my dick making me grab at her head.

“Don’t touch” she says smacking my hand away.

“Well put your mouth on my dick. mmmhhm” I groan out cut off by her taking my dick in her mouth.

Sucking me into her mouth she moves me in and out her mouth making my knees go weak. Thrusting in her mouth she grabs my thighs sinking her fingernails into them, making my head rollback she had me feeling like I was floating. Relaxing her throat she starts to hum around me, the vibrations driving me wild. I struggled not to grab her and fuck her face, she stared into my eyes swallowing my dick.

“Get up, fuck you so beautiful.” I growl at her ,”I need to be in that pussy right now.”

Shaking her head no she continues to suck my dick,my knees going weak. I had to stop her before I came. I’ma show her ass who runs the show.

Grabbing her by her hair roughly I pull her up forcing her face into the shower wall.

“Owwww” she yelps.

“Next time you betta fuckin listen” I growl as I rub my dick back and forth over her clit.

“You heard what I said, you gone listen to me” you say reaching around to grab her neck again. Instead of kissing her I bite her so hard I left teeth marks”

“Ok baby I’ll listen.” y/n says.

I sunk my dick in her, she was wet as hell. That pussy felt like a slip-n-slide. Wanting to see her face I pull out of her turning her around and picking her up. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I kiss her with so much passion, she reaches down to grab my dick. Slowly gliding my dick in her, this shit got every time. I missed this feeling so much I held her tight and fucked into her hard.

“Shit, I’m bouta to nut in this tight pussy” I moan out biting her neck, marking her beautiful skin. “Can I nut in my tight pussy baby”

“Ahh yes baby nut in your tight pussy” she moans out holding me tighter. “fuck you feel so good, you belong here”

I couldn’t take much more when she told me I belonged in her I pushed her against the wall, and pushed all the way in her kissing and pushing in and out slowly. I let her out of my arms picked up the washcloth and washed her body. She lathered my loofah up and washed me starting with my neck to the bottom of my feet.

We got out of the bathroom and helped to dry each other off, but as I stood behind her in the bathroom mirror, my dick got hard again. I arched her back over the sink and slid into her body slowly. Needless to say we didn’t leave the house that night or for the rest of the weekend.

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