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Fantasize

Pairing: pro hero!Katsuki Bakugo x fem!reader

Warnings: (not proofread) SMUT! Praise, degradation, pet names, (baby, slut) unprotected p in v, use of y/n, not exactly cheating but he breaks up w his gf for reader; homewrecker reader.

A/n: I absolutely in no way condone cheating or going after someone in a relationship; everything I write is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only — It does not reflect any of my personal preferences. That being said, this is, once again, inspired by an Ariana Grande song.

Katsuki Bakugo was not a stranger to you, nor were you to him. Infact, you’d been decently close friends since UA. You’d never harboured any sort of romantic feelings for him back then as he was too immature for your liking. Now, however, he’s different, he’s grown.

Not just mentally, but physically too. He’s huge; 6’2 and pure muscle. He’s matured into the number 3 pro-hero. Everyone wants a piece of him, but, unfortunately only one person is lucky enough — his girlfriend.

You’re jealous of her. It should be you getting manhandled and fucked dumb by him, not her.

These feelings didn’t happen until a few weeks ago when he was on some talkshow being interviewed. He looked incredible. He was wearing this tight, black shirt that left nothing to the imagination. You could see every single dip and bump of muscle. It had your pussy throbbing.

Until the interviewer asked him about his love life and he’d confirmed he was taken. There was something about the fact he was unavailable that made you want him twice as much. No, you needed him. And you’d do whatever it took to make him yours. Whether his girlfriend knew or not, you didn’t care.

Currently, you, Mina, Eijirou, Denki, Hanta and of course, Katsuki and his girlfriend, are at some bar in the middle of town getting drinks and catching up.

You’re all a little tipsy and [un]lucky for you, the alcohol has gone straight to your pussy. It also doesn’t help that Katsuki looks insanely good. He’s not wearing anything fancy or inherently sexy, just a regular black t-shirt and some slightly baggy jeans. But, to you (and your pussy) he looks incredible.

He’s at the bar talking to Eijirou, with his girlfriend stood at his side and a beer in his hand. You’re sat at a booth with Mina, she’s chatting about something but you’re not listening. All your attention is on said blond.

Mina has no idea about your infatuation with Katsuki, but she’s bound to know after tonight. The way you’re looking at him isn’t hiding anything. She knows that look. She knows you.

“He’s taken, ya’know,” she says. This catches your attention; you know who she’s talking about.

“I know,” you simply reply. What else is there to say? She doesn’t need to know your plan, atleast, not yet.

“So why’re you looking at him like you’re a predator and he’s the prey? You’re not seriously gonna go after a taken man, are you?” She knows you can and will.

You just look at her, the expression on your face saying ‘he won’t be taken when I get him.’ Mina just shakes her head.

“Where’d this come from, anyway? This sudden want for Katsuki?” She takes a sip from her cocktail, her eyes never leaving yours.

“I don’t know,” you shrug. “But I’m gonna get what I want… I always do.” You look away, closing your eyes as you finish up the rest of your own drink.

Mina just laughs. You both know what you’re doing is wrong but neither of you care. Mina won’t say it but she never really liked Katsukis girlfriend anyway, so she couldn’t care less if you break them up.

You look back over and Katsuki and he’s on his own. You guess his girlfriend’s in the bathroom and Eijirou is talking to Denki or Hanta. You stand and nod your head toward the bar where Katsuki stands as if to say to Mina ‘I’m gonna get another drink (and my man.)’

Mina smiles and stands too, but makes her way toward whenever Eijirou is.

You get to the bar and order yourself another drink.

“Want one?” You ask Katsuki, “my treat,” you smile.

His answer is short and sweet, a simple, “sure.”

So you order him another beer; you know which one is his favourite.

“You know, I could be a lot better than her,” you’re not subtle with what you’re doing. You know what you want and you’re going to get what you want, there’s no point in beating around the bush.

At first, he’s taken aback by your words. He wasn’t expecting this from you, however, he can’t say he’s disappointed. You’re attractive, and he’s not going to deny that he’s thought about you in a sexual aspect before. He just wasn’t expecting you to have thought the same about him. Despite the fact his girlfriend is all but a few steps away, he decides to flirt back.

What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?

“Oh, really?” Your drinks arrive and he takes a swig. “I don’t know… I think she’s already good enough,”

You take a swig of your own drink, it burning slightly as it goes down your throat, but it only makes the fire in you hotter.

“Guess I’ll just have to show you sometime. I can offer a lot more than she can, in more ways than one,” you smirk at him, finally making eye contact.

He just lets out an ‘mhm’ while returning the smirk. You can sense a fire in his eyes. He’s actually thinking about it.

You peer over his shoulder and see his girlfriend is making her way back over. You take this as your cue to leave and go find Mina, you give him a wink, making sure his girlfriend doesn’t see — not that you care if she does.

You spend the rest of the night talking to Denki and Hanta, occasionally looking at Katsuki only to find he’s already staring at you from over his drink.

A few weeks later, a tonne more days of flirting and you know you’re so close to getting what you want. Just one more day and it’ll be yours, you can feel it.

A little birdie told you (Denki, ever the gossip) that Katsuki and his girlfriend have been going through what can only be described as a ‘rough patch’. Supposedly, he’s not been paying her as much attention as before. He’s distracted.

Now, all you need is the confirmation that they’ve officially broken up.

And it doesn’t take long.

It’s time for one of your weekly meet-ups, and lucky for you it’s at your place this week. You’ve got Katsuki right where you want him.

Everyone has turned up already, except for him.

You’re sat around your coffee table, laughing and sharing anecdotes about your week when he finally arrives. Alone.

Eijirou, his best friend, is the first to speak up about this. It’s not any secret within your group that somethings going on between Katsuki and his significant other, but nothings actually been said out loud about it, until now.

“Hey, man! Nice’a ya’ to join us, your girl not coming?”

“Nah, we broke up,” BINGO. The one thing you’ve wanted so insanely bad has finally fallen right into your hands. He’s yours.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” Eijirou rubs the back on his neck, afraid he’s now made it awkward.

“It’s cool, don’t worry about it.” Katsuki shrugs and makes his way toward where you’re all sat, and he sits down right next to Eijirou, which also just so happens to be opposite you. You stare at eachother; you both know what’s going to happen after everyone leaves.

The night continues on and you and Katsuki have been giving eachother ‘fuck me’ eyes. You’re sure everybody’s noticed, but neither of you care.

Finally, the night comes to a close and everyone is beginning to leave. You’ve waved Denki and Hanta goodbye already and are chatting to Mina as Eijirou announces that he’s heading home. You all give him your goodbyes and now it’s just you, Katsuki and Mina left.

“Go get your man.” Mina leans in to whisper toward you. She turns away and gathers up her stuff, giving you one last wink and a smile before also leaving.

The second Katsuki hears the door shut he walks over to you, you look up at him and he speaks, “gonna show me now?” He’s referring to what you said back at the bar a month ago.

His hands find your hips and yours reach up to wrap around his neck; you’re so close you can feel his breath on your face. You smile, then waste no time in clashing your lips together.

The kiss is heated and rushed and Katsuki ends up backing you into a wall, this eliciting a small noise from the back of your throat akin to that of a moan.

His hands slide lower, down to your ass as he lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his hips and the friction between you becomes unbearable. He’s pressed so close to you that you can feel his boner growing right on your clit.

He breaks away from the kiss only for his mouth to latch onto your neck, sucking a bruise there. You moan and attempt to grind yourself down onto him. You need him inside you, now.

“Kats… bedroom,” you mutter breathlessly. You don’t have to tell him twice before he’s carrying you into your room and throwing you onto the bed, and hovering over you.

“Been thinking about this for so long,” he whispers before kissing you once again. You don’t think you’ve ever had anyone kiss you this good before.

He begins to unbuckle his belt and you sit up on your elbows to watch. The second his jeans fall onto the floor your eyes are on his boner. The thin fabric of his boxers doing nothing to hide it. He’s huge.

Then, he’s prying your legs apart and standing between them. His hands find the bottom of your shirt and usher you to take it off. You do exactly that. His own shirt follows yours right after.

“Need you so bad,” you all but moan as you look up at him, and he swears there’s lust in your eyes.

“Yeah? Need this dick so bad, huh? ‘S all yours, baby,” and with that your own jeans are joining his on the floor, leaving you both in just your underwear.

There’s no hiding the little wet spot that’s pooled in your underwear, and Katsuki notices.

“This wet for me already? I’ve not even touched you yet. Fuck,” he bites his lip and reaches round to undo your bra. His lips attach back to yours as your bra is then slid down your arms and thrown god knows where onto the floor.

His hand slides down to your clit and presses a finger to your clit, rubbing little circles onto it over your underwear, your head is thrown back and a moan leaves your throat.

Your pleasure is short-lived, though, as he removes it to grab ahold of your hips and pull you forward toward where he’s stood at the edge of the bed.

He leaves a trail of kisses down the middle of your breasts as he pulls your underwear down your thighs. The gusset sticks just a little, showcasing just how wet you are for him.

He’s honestly never been so turned on in his life; cannot believe this is what he’s been missing out on.

He steps back just an inch to begin taking off his own boxers, and you’re already missing the heat from his body.

You’re both completely naked now. Your pussy feels like it has its own heartbeat and if he doesn’t get inside you without the best few seconds, you feel you’re going to explode.

“Need you inside, Katsuki,” you plead, looking into his eyes. You’ve been waiting over a month for this, there is no way you’re waiting any longer, even if just a few seconds.

“Want me to fuck you like the slut you are, yeah?” Is all he says before he’s tapping the head of his cock on your clit. He drags it down to your entrance and gathers up your slick before beginning to push the tip in.

Your arms give way and you fall onto your back. He’s only put the tip in but you can already feel the stretch. He’s bigger than any man you’ve had before, and fuck, you cannot believe he’d been giving this to her.

You don’t have to worry about that now, because he’s right here. Right where you wanted him. And he’s going to fuck you dumb just like you’ve wished for.

You shut your eyes as you feel him push himself all the way in, you both simultaneously let out a moan. You, because he’s so big, and him, because you’re so tight.

His head finds the crook of your neck and rests there as he pulls back out, not all the way, before slamming back in.

You can feel — hear — his breaths getting deeper as he begins to thrust into you. It’s a slow pace; he’s allowing you to adjust to his size.

“Already so much better,” he mumbles into your neck, leaving a soft kiss there before lifting his head and looking at your blissed out face, “couldn’t think of anything but you for the past month. Every time I fucked her, I couldn’t help but wish it was you,”

And that’s exactly what you wanted to hear. Another moan leaves your throat while your nails are digging and scratching up and down his back.

“Katsuki, please just shut up and fuck me.” Your legs wrap around his waist, your heels pressing into his back along with your fingernails.

“Don’t worry, baby, gonna fuck this slutty lil’ pussy till you can’t walk.” He takes a finger and starts circling it on your clit, pounding into you at a pace you’re unable to keep up with.

He can feel your pussy clenching around him, can tell you’re close. His eyes leave yours as he glances down to where you’re joined together and there’s a ring around the base of his cock where his pre-cum has mixed with your juices. Fuck, he’s getting close too.

“Shit… gonna cum,” you’re just able to stutter out.

“Doing so good for me, baby. C’mon, cum on my cock,” and the praise is all you need, the switch in you flipping and you’re gushing around his cock.

His mouth meets yours for one last sloppy kiss while he fucks you though your orgasm, overstimulation already settling in.

“Where?” He asks, but you’re unsure of what exactly he’s asking. He truly has fucked you dumb and he’s not even done that much.

He can tell by the look on your face your overstimulated and confused, so he elaborates, “gonna cum… where?” And you finally understand.

“Inside! Fuck… inside, Katsuki!” One last thrust and he’s letting out a breathless groan before you feel the warmth of his cum filling you up.

He stays inside for just a moment while you both catch your breaths. A slight squelch and a moan is heard from you as he finally pulls out. He stands back and admires his handiwork, smiling at your face — your eyes are closed, mouth is hanging open and your hair is clinging to your forehead from the sweat. He thinks you’ve never looked so gorgeous.

Your eyes open and slowly meet his. You smile back at him, a blush rising to your cheeks. How is it that you’re getting flustered now?

He hovers back over you, leans down and presses a small kiss to your lips. “You’re mine, you hear me? All mine. Ain’t no way I’m letting you leave after that,” the quiet chuckle he gives after saying this is one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever heard. You’ve never been happier getting what you want.

You nod. “Yeah… yours,” too tired and fucked-out to form a proper sentence. You feel him begin to lift you from the bed and help you walk to the bathroom, probably to clean you up, but what happens after that is all a blurred memory.

You wanted him to fuck you dumb, and fuck you dumb is what he did.

Another month passes and you’ve both made it official to the others. Katsuki is now officially, yours, and you his. Mina was the first to know, of course, you had messaged her the morning after.

You’re with Katsuki in the back of a limousine. You’re wearing a fancy, low-cut, tight, red dress with a slit down one of the legs, while Katsuki is in a marching red and black suit. He looks incredible — even better than he did in that interview when you first fell for him.

The limousine comes to a stop and the door is then opening. Katsuki exists first, holding a hand out for you to grab onto as you exit right behind him. There are cameras flashing from every angle.

This isn’t the first time you’ve been out in public with Katsuki, there have been other paparazzi pictures of you, but it’s the first time you’ve been in public with the intention of letting everyone know you’re a couple.

As he walks down the carpet with you, there are questions being shouting at you both, left right and centre, but only one specific question catches your attention, “y/n! What do you have to say about the rumours of you being a homewrecker?”

“I could never do anything like that. I mean, I would, but, I’m just too nice, and too hot.” is the only thing you reply before turning your attention back to Katsuki, a smirk on your face.

You’ve got what you want now, who cares how you got it?

[wonderl3ss]

Once u start writing smut, there’s no going back… I cannot stop writing smut it’s becoming a problem

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i literally only changed my layout a few months ago but i wanna change it again… fuck it imma change it

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there is nowhere near enough best friends brother!bakugo fics… am i gonna have to take it upon myself to write one? thinking real hard rn….

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the boy is mine

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

warnings: alcohol, reader is possessive n jealous, making out, modern au.

a/n: just smth short bc i was listening to the boy is mine by ariana grande n got inspired to write this lol. + i’m absolutely obsessed w leon atm.

you and leon were currently at some shitty, trashy club a mutual friend had dragged you both to. truth be told, you really only went to get drunk. clubs were never really your thing — too many sweaty bodies clashing about into you, too many people trying to hit on either you or your boyfriend.

which is actually what was happening right now. leon was at the bar ordering some more drinks for the both of you while you sat watching leon in a booth with your friend. you noticed some girl slowly making her way toward leon, a certain look in her eyes and a smirk on her face. you were no stranger to what was about to unfold.

maybe it was the alcohol in your system, but the way this girl was looking at him made a specific feeling bubble up in your stomach. a feeling of jealousy, a feeling of possessiveness. you decided to wait it out another minute, hoping that once leon mentions the fact he already has a girlfriend, she would back off.

except, that’s not the case. this girl is persistent. you notice how she starts eyeing him up and down, attempting to run her hands along his biceps, feeling him up.

even your friend could sense exactly how you were feeling, what you were thinking. she could see the glint and gloss in your eye; knew exactly what you were to do next.

you slowly rose from your seat, a fire in your stomach and eyes. you needed to show this girl just who leon belonged to — you. your heels clacked quietly on the sticky, drink covered club floor as you made your way toward the bar.

as if leon could sense your presence, (because there was no way he’d be able to hear you over the music blasting) his head turned and his eyes met yours. he, too, noticed the gloss in your eye and the way your eyelids were ever so slightly lowered. he knew exactly what that look meant.

the girl attempted to pay no mind to you as you leant against the bar on the left side of leon. you looked up at leon, making eye contact with him, a slight smirk on your face.

your eyes flitted toward the girls for a split second before returning them back to your boyfriends. you wasted no time in wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down to feverishly smash your lips together.

you could sense the girls energy changing at the sight of your arms around leon’s neck and his hands grabbing your hips. leon began to rub circles into your hips with his thumbs as you pushed your tongue past his lips, intertwining yours with his own.

you opened your eyes a slither to glare at the girl, hoping she had finally gotten the message. to which, thankfully, she had. she quickly looked away from you, her fingernails suddenly more interesting than anything else.

you let out an almost pornographic moan at the tight grip leon had on your hips, gaining the attention of the girl for one last time. you took this as an opportunity to pull away, revelling in the way her face dropped at the string of saliva that connected you and your boyfriend.

the two of you had completely forgotten about the drinks you were originally waiting on, something else now filling your mind. as leon grabbed you by the hand to pull you out of the club, you gave the girl one last look over your shoulder, a cocky smirk on your face as you wiggled your fingers to wave goodbye to her — rubbing it in her face that leon was yours, and only yours.

[wonderl3ss]

pairing: adam stanheight x gn!reader

warnings: angst, reader grieving adams death.

a/n: v v v short attempt at helping my writers block lol. requests r still open btw.

in the moment, it felt as if it could last forever. but, nothing ever does; the flowers sat on your bedside table that had wilted proved this true. there was no need in trying to revive them, some things were meant to let go of.

you had asked yourself the question, ‘why?’ so many times it didn’t seem like a real word anymore. why him? why not you? why weren’t you there to save him?

of course, deep down you knew it wasn’t your fault, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty. guilty that somehow you had been the one to cause adam to end up in that bathroom.

countless nights you’d spent awake, unable to think about anything but your boyfriends body just rotting away, alone, in a desolate, decrepit bathroom. wishing you were at least there — even if not alive — just so he wouldn’t be lonely during death.

you hadn’t touched any of his stuff, save for the t-shirt you were wearing (it still smells of him.) you didn’t have the heart to move or tidy any of it, because something in you was telling you that tidying his stuff would truly prove he ceases to exist; telling you if you left it as is, he’d eventually come home.

you’d never admit it to yourself, but you knew he was never coming home. it hurt too much. no matter how much therapy you had, you’d never heal from this. you truly believed he was your soulmate.

maybe in another universe.

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so desperately need more death island leon fics. pls comment reccs i beg 🙏 preferably w gn or fem reader pleek🙏

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pairing: adam stanheight x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI. praise, pet names, unprotected, v sweet n vanilla tbh.

a/n: some smut as an apology for being ia for a year n a half lol. requests r open, pls read rules!! apologies if its short n a lil messy im new to writin this stuff. not proof-read

‘i miss you, can you come over?’

adams phone pinged, the message from you lighting up the screen and turning the phone on. it wasn’t unusual for you to message him at the most random times asking for him to come over, it had happened too many times to count.

being friends for so long, you knew each other inside out by this point. you claimed you were only best friends, but everyone could see that there were deeper feelings involved, yet neither of you acted on them. the fear of ruining your friendship was the only thing stopping you.

you had met him one night at a high school party after being introduced to him by a mutual friend. from that moment on there was rarely a day you two spent away from each other. you had truly just started out as good friends, it wasn’t until you both hit your 20s that you realised there was something more.

for the past year or so, you had found yourself thinking about him a lot more often, not just in a more romantic context, but sexually too.

countless nights you had stayed awake with adam being the only thing on your mind; imagining it was his fingers inside of you instead of your own. imagining his lips were travelling all over your body, leaving marks on your most sensitive spots. imagining he was yours, and you were his.

you needed him so bad, in more ways than one. you needed him to hold you, kiss you, touch you, talk to you. not as your friend, but as your lover.

adam didn’t even bother to text back, he instantly got into his car and started driving to yours. admittedly, he had been missing you too, and it wasn’t just you who held those feelings, he felt the exact same way.

he too had spent countless nights with his hand wrapped around his cock, imagining it was your hand instead of his. wishing instead of his hand, he was inside you. filling you up so good, letting you know you’re only his.

neither did he knock on your door when he reached your place; he didn’t need to. you two we’re together so often that anyone would assume you already lived together.

you greeted him by pulling him into a tight hug the second he walked through the door. it startled him ever so slightly as he wasn’t expecting it, but he melted into the hug just as quick. he thought he could sense the faint smell of alcohol on you.

“have you been drinking?” he pulled away to look you in the eyes.

“only a little. i had like, one beer,” you looked back and gestured to the empty bottle on your kitchen counter behind you. “do you want one?”

adam stepped further in, closing the door behind him before answering, “sure, why not.”

you walked over to the refrigerator and took out two beers, one for adam, and another for yourself. turning back around, you handed the bottle to him and spoke, “there’s more in there if you want another after that.”

he only nodded in response before opening the bottle and instantly taking a swig.

-

staring at eachother for no longer than 3 seconds, the alcohol in your system gave you the courage to do something you had wanted for so long. something you had spent many nights dreaming of.

grabbing ahold of both his cheeks, you pulled him closer until both your lips smashed together. the sudden movement caused adam to not kiss back for just a split second, but once he realised what was happening, he wasted no time in returning the gesture.

the feeling in your stomach was a feeling you had been long earning for; those butterflies that seemed to flutter around in your stomach every time you were with him were going crazy in this moment. it’s as if they were also waiting for this.

adams hands now rested on your waist, his touch was warm — hot, even. it made your core feel hot too, as if the butterflies were now burning and being replaced by something else. what that was, you couldn’t focus on enough to figure out. all you could focus on was adams lips on yours.

you finally pulled apart, admittedly not wanting to. adam was the first one to open his eyes, with yours following shortly after. the small smile on your face widened when you began to laugh ever so slightly from the hot feeling on your cheeks and in your stomach.

“care to explain what that was for?” he spoke, his voice sounding angelic, like something you’d never heard before — yet you had, many times. maybe it was the adrenaline and alcohol, but his voice made the heat you felt all over just that little bit hotter.

you shook your head, digging deep in your brain to find the right words. “you just looked so.. i don’t know.. enticing, i couldn’t help myself… maybe the alcohol is partially to blame.” you were completely and utterly smitten with this man.

adam just smirked before pulling you back in for another kiss. this time, he grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you onto him so you were straddling his lap. feeling the slight tent in his jeans made your core tingle.

he obviously wanted you just as bad as you wanted him.

feeling adams tongue enter your mouth, entwining with your own, you took this as a chance to grind down on his clothed cock. the small groan this elicited from him caused your core to heat up even more — if that was even possible. you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second.

as adam broke the kiss, you pouted slightly, already missing his lips. this pout soon disappeared as adam spoke, “are you okay with this?” he wanted to make sure this wasn’t going to be something you’d regret in the morning.

you hummed and nodded in response, you wanted to waste no time in speaking, only wanting him to kiss you again.

“i want to hear you say it,” he looked you in the eyes, his fingers playing with the hem of your t-shirt.

there was something about the way he said it that made a switch in you flip; wanting this more than ever now.

“yes, adam. please.” you didn’t mean for it to sound like you were begging, but deep down you really were. begging for him to just touch you already; begging to feel him inside you.

satisfied with your answer, he began to lift your t-shirt over your head. you lifted your arms to make it easier for him to pull it up and off. you did the same with his t-shirt too before throwing them both on the floor, not bothering to look where.

“god, you’re so beautiful.” adam breathed out, taking in every inch of your topless body. of course, he had seen you in bikinis and whatnot before, but this was different. this time it was intimate.

you subconsciously tried to wrap your arms around yourself in an attempt to cover up, feeling embarrassed at the sudden compliment. adam didn’t let you though. he gently grabbed your wrists and placed your arms down by your sides.

attempting to take the attention off yourself, you kissed him again while reaching down to undo his belt, ushering him to take his jeans off.

you lifted yourself off his lap ever so slightly to allow him room to take them off, freeing his cock from the suffocating fabric, now only hiding behind one barrier — his underwear.

he then helped you in unbuttoning and pulling off your own jeans, leaving you both in your underwear. the thin fabric was doing nothing in hiding the obvious wetness he had caused to pool in your panties.

you sat back down on his lap, the head of his cock lightly rubbing against your clit, causing your breath to hitch in your throat at the sensation that ran through you.

“adam… please, i need you,” you begged, afraid you would explode if you waited any longer. you had never needed someone as bad as you need adam right now, and honestly, it was painful.

“oh, really?” adam obliged, taking his middle finger and pressing it against your clit, teasing you just a little longer — he enjoyed hearing you beg, enjoyed knowing it was him, and only him, that was making you so so needy.

the slight, quiet moan that you let out at his touch only made him more eager. he began to make circular motions on your clit, adding a little more pressure. you let out another moan and rested your head in the space between his shoulder and neck; all the teasing and longing for this moment, had made you so incredibly sensitive.

you wanted him inside you, now. no, you needed him inside you.

you decided to take initiative by removing his finger and gesturing to his boxers, hoping he'd get the hint that you wanted him to remove them. thankfully, he understood. after he had removed his underwear, he helped you in removing your own, now leaving the both of you completely naked.

you rested your hands on his shoulders, and his on your hips as he lined himself up with your entrance, your slick and his few drops of precum mixing together.

"fuck." he groaned out as he finally pushed into you, the words were spoken so lowly you could feel the vibrations from his throat travel toward where your hands rested on his shoulders.

his fingers pressed harder into your hips as he began to take control and slowly guide you further down his cock before lifting you up once again, allowing you to adjust to his size and find a pace you were comfortable with.

"you okay?" he asked, making eye contact with you. his eyes were glossed over, lids heavy and ever so slightly closed.

"yeah," you breathed out, biting your lip.

"you're doing so good." he felt you tighten around him as these words of praise fell from his lips. he smirked to himself before pulling you into another kiss.

the room was then filled with nothing but the vulgar sounds of quiet squelching and skin slapping against skin as you bounced on his cock, both of your juices mixing together. his hands moved to cup your ass, helping to take some strain off your thighs and make it easier for you.

his lips travelled to your neck, kissing and sucking on the spot right by your jugular, marking you as his, because after this there was no way he was going to let you get away.

it was as if he knew this was a sensitive spot of yours, because the feeling of his lips and the wetness of his tongue pressing against your neck caused you to let out a whine and tighten around him once more.

once he finally felt satisfied there was going to be a mark there, he pulled away, his mouth making a pop sound and leaving a string of saliva behind.

his middle finger then returned to your clit, rubbing circles on it to push you closer to your climax, because he knew there was no way he was going to last much longer, not with the way you feel around him. so warm, so wet, so tight, you fit around him so perfectly. it was as if you had both been crafted so precisely to fit together like two puzzle pieces. you were perfect.

"adam... fuck. im so close," you managed to speak out, feeling that familiar sensation building up in your core.

"cum for me, baby. you're doing so good, c'mon." the pet name was just the cherry on top of all the praise. you sloppily kissed him as you felt the high of your orgasm wash over you.

adam wasn't far behind you, pulling out just in time to let his cum spill out onto your stomach and around his own thighs as you rested your head on his shoulder to catch your breath.

he sat you next to him before standing up and walking into your bathroom to grab a towel, and run a bath for the both of you to relax and clean yourselves off.

he returned back into the living room and you noticed he had already wiped himself off in the bathroom. he walked over to you and cleaned you up with said towel. when he was satisfied he had wiped most of it up, he kissed your forehead and dragged you into the bathroom to pop you into the tub.

he sat you in between his legs, softly kissing your neck as you closed your eyes, revelling in the warmth of the water and fondness you held toward the man behind you. you let out a sigh of contentment before speaking up, "adam?"

"yes, baby?" he replied, the petname causing you to let out a little giggle, those nervous butterflies returning once again.

"what are... we now?" you asked, turning around to face him, hoping he'd reply with what you had been waiting years to hear.

"i think we both know what we are," one more kiss to your forehead, "i ain't lettin' you go anywhere after that,"

you let out another sigh, one of relief this time, "god, i love you," you returned the kiss, on his lips this time before turning back around and laying against adam, him sliding his hands around your waist.

"i know, baby. i love you, too."

"i like when you call me that."

[wonderl3ss]

it’s been a year and a half since i’ve posted here… hope u guys haven’t forgotten ab me!! but, i am back n ready to post more fics soon. will be also updating my rules for requests n opening them again.

[wonderl3ss]

HOLAA!! can i req cloud strife with an s/o who rambles a lot and is very energetic and one day they’re like hanging out at seventh heaven and they’re doin their thing and rambling and someone tells them they talk to much?!?! and then they just go silent for a few days only giving short answers or speaking when needed, j just wanna see what he’d do in this situation 👩‍🌾

TY IN ADVANCED

pairing: cloud strife x gn!reader

a/n: tysm for the req !! sorry it took a while, but i hope it’s okay n what u wanted ! <33

your most noticeable trait was that you were extremely talkative. joining in with every conversation, even if it didn’t actually involve you. nobody had a problem with this as far as you knew, they all expressed that they enjoyed hearing you talk and ramble on about literally whatever.

cloud especially enjoyed this. he, on the other hand, was known for being quiet, usually only speaking when spoken to, or when the conversation was important and directly involving him. he swears he could listen to you talk forever and never get sick of your voice; just enjoying seeing the pure happiness and genuine smile on your face when you’re talking to him or the others.

you get especially chatty after a few drinks, though. tifa joked one night in seventh heaven that she was surprised you still manage to find things to talk about.

and that is where you, tifa, aerith and cloud all sit right now, drinks in hand, you mindlessly chatting away as they all listen intently on what it was that you had found so interesting today.

there were a couple other people sat in the bar too, so at times tifa had to leave the conversation to pour them drinks and whatnot.

gasping at a certain thing you suddenly remembered, you subconsciously clapped your hands together, unknowingly gaining the attention of a random man sitting at a table behind you all.

the man gave the back of your head a death glare before speaking up, “will you shut up? you talk way too fucking much, i’m getting a headache,” the slamming of his glass on the table caught your attention.

you turned around to look at him, his eyebrows were furrowed and his hand was tightly gripping onto his glass, you were afraid it was going to smash under the pressure. he was definitely annoyed.

“are you talking to me?” you ask, your voice slightly lowering. you weren’t expecting someone to raise their voice at you, and honestly, it hurt.

the look that cloud was giving the man would definitely kill him on the spot if that were possible.

“there’s nobody else in here talking as loud as you, is there? now shut up and let me drink in peace.” you didn’t feel like arguing so you left the conversation at that. you wondered if the man was doing your friends a favour in getting you to shut up.

suddenly the drink seemed more interesting than the conversation you were just having. aerith must’ve noticed a change in your mood as you turned back around to take another sip of your drink.

“are you okay?” she smiled, trying to lighten the mood a little in an attempt to get you to continue what you were talking about previously.

“i’m fine. but, i think i’m gonna go, i’m getting tired.” you thanked tifa for the drinks, waving goodbye to everyone before leaving and heading home.

to say the least, it got a lot louder in the bar after you left. neither cloud nor tifa were going to let the man slide with souring your mood like that. it didn’t seem like the man was going to be returning there ever again.

cloud left immediately after dealing with the situation and headed straight to your place. he didn’t bother with knocking — not that he even needed to.

he found you curled up in your bed, wrapped up in the covers with them pulled up right around your head. cloud wouldn’t have even noticed you were there if it weren’t for the sound of the sheets moving as you pulled them down to see who had entered.

“talk to me. what’s wrong?” he lay down next to you, pulling what little of the covers was left around him.

“i said i’m fine, just tired. i’m not in the mood to talk right now, i just want to sleep.” you whispered. cloud was sure that if you were any quieter he wouldn’t have heard you.

he didn’t want to push you to talk if you weren’t feeling like it; he assumed you would tell him in the morning when you were feeling better. he knows that personally, he wouldn’t want to be pushed into talking about something, so he didn’t force you.

there was only silence after that. just knowing cloud was there and that he loves and cares for you slowly calmed you to sleep. cloud eventually fell asleep shortly after he noticed you had.

in the morning he still didn’t push you to talk. he woke up before you and went on with the normal things he usually does in the morning, to allow you time to yourself to think about how you were going to talk to him.

except, the only thing you could think about was the words that man said to you. like a broken record, the words just played over and over in your head as you lay awake, staring up at the ceiling. you could hear cloud ever so slightly making noise now and again, which eventually made you think of him instead.

now, you felt guilty. guilty that you just wouldn’t speak to him because of something a stranger said. someone irrelevant in your life. so why should you listen to them? why would their opinion matter to you? — questions you were unable to find answers to.

you still didn’t feel like talking just yet, though.

deciding that you should probably actually get out of bed, you eventually pulled yourself up and into the bathroom to do whatever it was you did in the mornings.

walking into the kitchen you noticed cloud was sat at the table, daydreaming about who knows what. filling up a glass with water, you then sat opposite him, just staring at the water dripping down the sides of the glass before taking a sip.

“feeling any better?” cloud eventually spoke up, looking at you, his head slightly at an angle with a soft expression on his face.

you quickly glanced at him before going back to staring at the water. your voice just louder than a whisper, you replied, “yeah, i guess.”

the rest of the day was filled with cloud trying to talk to you, only for you to reply with short answers, and small conversations that you barely participated in, starting only when other people spoke first — usually, you were the one starting every conversation.

once again, you fell asleep in silence, and also woke up in silence.

currently, you were in the kitchen making something to eat. you had woken up before cloud, and feeling a lot better than yesterday, you got the motivation to actually make something for the both you to sit and eat.

while laying in bed this morning, cloud asleep next to you, it left you alone with your thoughts. however, this time they weren’t of those words from that man. you had now decided you weren’t going to let him affect you anymore.

cloud never slept in long, waking up not long after you. walking into the kitchen to see you actually up and smiling — as opposed to the last few days — was a little shocking to him.

“you seem to be feeling better. wanna talk now?” you jumped a little at the sudden sound of clouds voice.

“mhm, i realised it was stupid to let some stranger have this much affect on me,” you replied as you turned around to pass cloud the food you had made him.

“that’s good.“ cloud never was much of a talker, and as you both ate the rest of your food, cloud mostly silent, you realised you were going to be doing most of the speaking yet again.

[wonderl3ss]

not so good at secrets

pairing: cloud strife x gn!reader

warnings: drinking

summary: you and cloud had been trying to hide your relationship, but one night in seventh heaven you find out everyone already knows.

a/n: v short n quick practice writing for cloud ,,, i hope i did him justice n he isn’t too ooc 😭

you and cloud had decided to spend the night in seventh heaven. you had just gotten back after being out all day fighting, and needing time to now relax, you thought what better way than having a few drinks!

you and cloud have been dating for quite a few months now, mutually agreeing at the start on keeping it a secret. not because you were ashamed, but because you knew how the rest would react. cloud didn’t want to deal with their cheer and excitement over the fact he finally let his walls down around someone. although, it was bound to happen someday.

tifa was behind the bar, obviously, and you were sat in between aerith and cloud. aerith was already sat at the bar chatting to tifa when you had turned up.

neither of you planned on getting drunk, maybe just a little tipsy at the most. especially you, as there was the chance of letting your little secret out once you were too wasted to even know what was going on — you had done it countless times with other secrets.

placing your cup down in front of you, you waved to tifa to pour you another. “the same, please,”

“the same for me, too,” the blond to your right copied your mannerisms, placing his own cup down.

“cloud? i didn’t know you liked that? actually i don’t ever remember you even trying it before,” tifa glanced over to aerith, giving her a look that neither you nor cloud could understand.

pouring you both a glass, cloud replied with his usual grunt before actually speaking, “there’s a lot you don’t know.” it was supposed to be quiet enough for only you to hear, but with the look tifa gave aerith for the second time, it seemed she heard it too.

both the girls let out a quiet giggle to themselves, there was obviously some little joke the two of them had about cloud. you’d be lying if you were to say you weren’t curious, but it wasn’t your joke to interfere on, even if it was about your boyfriend.

you quickly reached for clouds hand under the counter to give him a reassuring squeeze — something you both did as a little way to say ‘i love you’. not only that, but you just wanted to hold his hand. you loved just being able to touch him in some way.

at first he was a little hesitant with these random touches, but he eventually warmed up and loves them just as much as you do. in fact, he now initiates most of the physical contact, which is still a huge shock to you.

your favourite part about this is that he can’t fall asleep without having you in his embrace. you find it super cute, but if you were to tell him that he probably wouldn’t sleep in the same bed as you for the next three days.

“i’m gonna head to bed soon, i’ll see you all in the morning,” you spoke, taking one last sip of the beverage before placing it down, sliding off the stool and turning around to leave.

“i’m leaving too,” cloud finished off his drink, picked up his buster sword and started walking toward you.

“not so fast,” you turned around to see tifa motioning at you two to come sit back down, “we need to talk to you two,” she gestured to aerith, giving her that look again. you were sure now that they had definitely been planning something before cloud and you arrived.

“make it fast, i’m tired,” cloud grumbled, begrudgingly sitting back down.

“you two are dating, aren’t you?” aerith eventually spoke up. you turned to look at cloud and saw him physically tense up, not expecting that question at all.

“what? what makes you think that?” you asked before cloud could make up an excuse to save the secret from spilling, but it seemed it was already too late for excuses.

“how long?” tifa leaned across the bar, glancing back and forth between you and cloud.

“a few months-“ there was no reason to hide it anymore, they already knew. you were about to explain it all to tifa and aerith but cloud grabbed ahold of your wrist and pulled you out of your seat.

“it’s none of your business,” cloud interrupted, grabbing his sword and dragging you with him to leave again.

“really!? cloud don’t be so stubborn, i want to hear the story,” aerith exclaimed, and cloud sighed in response, only wanting to leave even more now, he was not in the mood to explain your whole secret relationship.

“cloud, they already know, you really didn’t think we could hide it forever, did you?” you shook your wrist from his grip, and he turned around to face you, his eyebrows furrowed.

“i really don’t care if they know. i’m tired, let’s just go,” he had already intertwined his hand in yours and began pulling you out the door. he did look tired, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to tell them everything in the morning.

“i’ll tell you everything in the morning, good night!” you shouted and waved to the two girls, them both wishing you a very muffled good night too right as the door had closed behind you.

once you were sure you were far enough from seventh heaven that tifa and aerith wouldn’t be able to see, you wrapped your arms around clouds neck, pulling yourself closer to kiss him. reciprocating, he placed his hands just above your hips to hold you in place.

pulling away slightly, you smiled against his lips only for him to pull you right back in. on second thought, cloud decided it wasn’t so bad that they know, at least now he wouldn’t have to show affection only in private.

[wonderl3ss]

early mornings

pairing: kaeya x fem!reader

warnings: pet names (pretty girl), kissing, pure fluff

a/n: v v short drabble bc i haven’t written in almost a year oops lol … 1st time writing for kaeya, criticism is appreciated. + requests r open, read pinned for rules

mornings were never your favourite. its not that you hated waking up, or how early it was, it was more so the fact you had to leave the warm embrace of your boyfriend; for someone with a cryo vision he was always a lot warmer than one would expect.

“hey, pretty girl. did you sleep well?” kaeya was ever the gentleman, even when he’d only been awake for less than five minutes. you don’t think you’d ever get sick of hearing his morning voice, and paired along with countless pet names, it was somehow even more attractive than normal.

“g’morning,” you mumbled, subconsciously snuggling your head into his neck, kissing it once. “i always sleep well when you’re here,”

“mm, that’s good. got any plans for today?” his breath ever so lightly touched at the top of your scalp as he angled his head to look down at you, even though he couldn’t actually see your face.

“not that i can remember, why do you ask?” you lifted your head and shuffled a little to lay more on-top of his chest, so you were both now looking at each other. you could honestly stare at him all day.

“then, let’s stay here a little longer,”

he just looked so beautiful in this moment that you couldn’t resist kissing him. softly pressing your lips against his, he hummed in approval, obviously wishing for this just as much as you were. you pulled away shortly after before finally speaking, “i’d like that.”

the next couple or so minutes were spent exchanging delicate touches of skin and lips. your fingertips tracing and drawing over the outlines of kaeyas chest and abs. his fingertips tapping and creeping along your cheek and jaw, holding your face in place. if you could make this moment last forever, you would.

“alright, we should probably get out of bed now.” kaeya whispered against your lips in between breaths, pulling you close for one last quick kiss as you begrudgingly tumbled out of his embrace.

mornings were never your favourite, but ones like this always made them worthwhile.

[wonderl3ss]

“… pretend that it’s a song, cuz forever it’s yours …”

venus or vivi ! she / her ! nineteen ! sfw & nsfw !

pls read carrd before continuing !! (Link to my other writing platforms in carrd)

rules ☆ carrd ☆ masterlist ☆ recent fic !

“… and we can sing this on the way home.”

[wonderl3ss]

MASTERLIST

SAW

adam

“i miss you, can you come over?” (smut)

LEON KENNEDY

the boy is mine

FF7

cloud

not so good at secrets (fluff)

cloud w a talkative s/o (angst ? + comfort ?)

GENSHIN IMPACT

kaeya

early mornings (fluff)

MY HERO ACADEMIA

bakugo

stargazing (fluff)

what music they listen to (drabble)

holding their hand (drabble)

late nights w the bakusquad (hcs)

can't sleep (fluff)

Fantasize (smut)

todoroki

what music they listen to (drabble)

holding their hand (drabble)

midoriya

what music they listen to (drabble)

holding their hand (drabble)

kirishima

holding their hand (drabble)

late nights w the bakusquad (hcs)

kaminari

holding their hand (drabble)

late nights w the bakusquad (hcs)

sero

holding their hand (drabble)

late nights w the bakusquad (hcs)

mina

late nights w the bakusquad (hcs)

HAIKYUU

hinata

will you talk to me again ? (angst)

THE DISASTROUS LIFE OF SAIKI K

saiki

winter walks (fluff)

crush coming 2 school w short hair (hcs)

[wonderl3ss]

Your not Bakugo Katski Real Girlfriend dont even because I am🤚🙄

IM KIDDING I LOVED YOUR STARGAZING FIC💕a work of art

omg thank you so much bb <3 i’m so glad you enjoyed it !!

[wonderl3ss]

stargazing

pairing: katsuki bakugo x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: jus sum incredibly self indulgent fluff bc fuckkk i wanna go stargazing w someone so bad </3

wc: 0.9k

you sighed as you turned off your phone and threw it to your side where you sat on your bed, eventually getting bored of the mindless scrolling. you knew it was late but you weren’t even the tiniest bit tired, so you decided to give the blond boy you called your boyfriend a visit.

bakugo was somewhat of a light sleeper so it only took two knocks before you heard the muffled sounds of shuffling feet on the other side of the door. you waited, rocking back and forth on your feet with a smile on your face, already knowing exactly what you were planning to do with him.

“what the fuck do you want? i’m trying to sleep,” he grumbled, his voice slightly scratchy from not hydrating in a while. he rubbed his eyes in an attempt to wake himself up, not even bothering to check who it was that knocked.

“we’re going stargazing together since i can’t sleep,” you answered while grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers to pull him out of his room. his hands were always warm due to his quirk; you forever cherished this because it meant you didn’t have to ever worry about your hands being cold when you’re with him.

“do you even have any idea what time it is? you’re such a pain in the ass sometimes.” he rolled his eyes as he closed the door behind him, still holding your hand.

the walk outside was quiet as to not wake anyone up and avoid getting scolded by aizawa for being out so late. not only for that reason, but also because you and bakugo just enjoyed being in each others company, no words needing to be exchanged. it was a comforting silence that you both loved.

the sun had already set, yet it was still slightly light out. the stars shone so brightly they could have replaced the sun, and along with the slight summer breeze the atmosphere was perfect.

you lay down in a random spot on the grass, pulling bakugo down along with you. instead of looking up at the stars like you had originally planned, you turned to your side to look at your boyfriend.

“the fuck you lookin’ at? i thought you wanted to stare at the stars. if you wanted to look at me we could’ve stayed inside in my dorm or somethin’,” bakugo also turned to look at you, the air ruffling his hair ever so slightly.

“you’re so pretty kats, you know that right?” your voice was just above a whisper; if you were any quieter he might not have heard you.

he didn’t respond for a short while after those words left your lips. you assumed he hadn’t heard you until he suddenly spoke up, “don’t fuckin’ call me pretty.” his voice was quiet and gruff as he had now turned away from you, a slight blush on his cheeks that he would never let you see.

bakugo wasn’t one to get flustered very easily, in-fact he was usually the one making you blush. but you calling him pretty — that awoke something inside him. if it were anyone else who said that, he would have threatened to blow them up, but hearing it come from his significant other just made it feel so much more special.

you only laughed a little at that, knowing he didn’t really mind it. plus, he was constantly saying those types of things to you, so what’s so wrong with reciprocating them?

after that neither of you spoke for a while, opting to just laying on your backs staring at the stars in that comforting silence you both loved.

unsure of how long you’d both been outside for, bakugo decided it was time to head back in. he sat up and grabbed ahold of your hand, pulling you up as he stood to his feet.

“c’mon, we’re going to my room, i can tell you’re getting tired and i don’t want to have to drag your sleeping body back indoors,” he subconsciously squeezed your hand as you made your way back indoors — one of his ways of saying ‘i love you’ because god forbid bakugo actually communicates with his words.

its very rare that bakugo actually uses his words and tells you straight up that he loves you. though, each time he does is just as flustering as the first time he ever muttered those words to you.

“thank you,” you squeezed his hand in return, as if to also say ‘i love you’.

“huh? for what?” he turned to glance at you for a split second before realising you had finally reached his room. he pushed open his door and you both walked into the almost pitch black room, only being slightly lit with the streaks of moonlight pouring through the open blinds.

“for coming stargazing with me, and for just putting up with me in general,” you began to get undressed as bakugo threw you the pair of extra clothes you left from the last time you slept there; they smelt of him since he had stuffed them into his drawer along with his clothes.

“whatever, you’re welcome i guess. shut up and get into bed, i’m tired.” he mumbled as he got into bed and lifted up the covers for you to crawl in with him.

so with that you joined your boyfriend in bed, him immediately wrapping you up in his arms. the last thing you remember was the comfort of his breathing and the warmth of his body as it slowly lulled you to a peaceful sleep.

[wonderl3ss]

Omg I feel you so badly but like I love the nickname bunny and I feel that Amajiki would use it but I’m still like “why did you ruin this” when I read it

i agree 100%, i absolutely adore it n it fits him so well !! she’s ruined so many pet-names that would originally b so cute, but now i physically recoil every time i read one bc it jus reminds me of her. i hate it.