The way Suma is so so so my type like move out of the way Tengen shes mine. Like I havent stopped looking at her for the past hour

Anyway who wants to be the Suma to my Makio?

Screaming, crying, violently shaking the bars on my enclosure for thigh grinding. Please.

i had to let this marinate for a little, this is actually so good i love the idea of just plopping yourself on their lap, straddling their thigh when you want their attention when they're doing something. and you gave me free reign on who to write so i am in heaven with these thoughts. i thought about adding 'who would pretend to not notice' and 'who would make you do it until you squirt' but i think i already got carried away with this little thirst ❤︎

WHO ENCOURAGES IT: g. suguru, n. kento, h. kinji, f. toji

the second you sit on him, his attention snaps to you, inquisitively raising an eyebrow. but once you tell him to focus on what he was doing, he bites his lip as he feels you grinding yourself on his thigh.

suguru's abandoned his show, leaning back on the couch and putting his hands on your waist, guiding you back and forth against his leg. "oh, pretty babyyyy, go on, grind on me. does it feel good?" he's a little upset you aren't facing him, but whenever you turn your head over your shoulder, he coos at you so sweetly. he even brings his hand down to your front, playing with your puffy clit through your soaked underwear. "look at you, your gonna get my leg all wet...tsk, you're gonna lick it up for me after, right?" kento turns a pretty shade of pink, chucking as he shakes his head. he texted you only 2 minutes ago, responding to you pouting and asking when he'd be done with work, he didn't think you'd show up this soon. "have i been neglecting you, honey? mm, i'm sorry, love. you can keep going," he encourages, his hand on your lower back as he looks up at you from his leather desk chair. oh, he could never get tired of his view. if he could, he'd have you sit on his thigh every time he worked in his office, but...he knew that wouldn't work out, he'd never be able to get work done with you sitting all pretty on him like this. "i'll take a break from work, okay? mhm, just for you. now keep going, honey, i want you to feel good." kinji stops everything immediately. "well, hi to you too, cupcake," he whistles, his hands instantly starting to rub up and down your sides. "needy cunt wanted some attention? aww, she needs her kinjiiii, ain't that right, doll?" his hand trails down and smacks your ass before grabbing a handful. his eyes are lidded but filled with excitement. oh, he looooved when you took control of your pleasure and used him to feel good. knowing that you needed him so badly that just grinding on his thigh could make you cum made his ego shoot through the roof. "c'mon, wanna have you soak my thigh before i touch you, baby, lemme see how messy you can get." toji is pleasantly surprised when you come to him with that pretty little pout, cooing his name in just his black sweater. his thin pajama pants can't be that good to grind on, the fabric isn't nearly rough enough, but he can feel how hot and wet you're getting, how sticky your panties are getting. seeing how you're getting frustrated, toji just lifts you up and plops you on his dick. "hey, pretty mama, you strugglin'? mhm, yeah, i knowww. my pants aren't enough for that pussy t' cum, are they?" he helps you move your hips back and forth, lazily smirking up at you. "yeah, that feel better? grindin' on my cock instead? y'so pretty, mama, so so pretty."

WHO CUMS IN THEIR PANTS: g. satoru, k. choso

it's hard not to get turned on from seeing you hovering over him, eyes lidded and filled with need, using their thigh to get yourself off. you just look so fucking gorgeous they can't help but move you off their thigh to their lap.

satoru lets you grind on his thigh for a little bit, kissing all over your neck as he fucking giggles into your skin. when he gets that pretty whine of his name after mouthing your pressure point, he pulls you onto his lap, grinding up into you. "baby, baby, baby, you're so cute, s'fuckin' cute! f-fuck, shit, 'm gonna cum, h-haah, you'd gonna make me cum in my fuckin' jeans, c'mon." he lets out the filthiest moan, laughing deliriously as he cums in his jeans. he barely gives himself a second to breathe before he moves you onto your back on the couch, sliding your panties to the side and pulling out his cock that's still hard and covered in his cum. "tsk-tsk-tsk, little dumplinggg, you made me waste it, 's a baddd girl...now i gotta fuck you 'til it leaks out, m'kay? my cock feels so much better than my thigh, angel, let 'toru into this lil' cunt." choso looks up at you with wide eyes, and you barely get to grind on his thigh before he whines, slowly pulling you towards his lap where his hard dick is pressing against his shorts. "b-babe," he whimpers, finally feeling you grinding against him directly. "y-you, i-i, mmn, i can feel your pussy, y-you're grindin' right on the tip, keep going, p-please?" he's activitly fucking up into you, uncaring that his gym shorts are getting soaked with his precum, eyes rolling back in his head as he keens your name. "pleasepleaseplease, 'm gonna cum, lemme cum, i wanna cum against you like this, please!"

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Back off my man osamu x fem!reader

notes: I was only gonna write for tsumu but like it's osamu's bday too and i love him. Basically some girl doesn't seem to get the hint so u have to assert ur dominance. the tsumu ver is here

Content: slight language, fluff, little bit suggestive (just a past sexual relationship samu had, established relationship

"Are you free tonight, Samu?" She asks him with a smile on her face.

He's told her millions of times about his girlfriend, which is you. This girl is persistent though, and has told him many times she'll treat him better than you ever could.

Which pisses you off because you've been his girl forever and you don't understand why this girl thinks she can just come in and take your spot.

"I've already told ya, I won't be free for ya, ever. What part of that do you not understand?" He asks, setting down a plate of your favorite onigiri for you. The workload has been crazy this past week and Osamu will always do anything to make you feel a little bit better. You do the same for him on days when the shop gets crazy.

"I just don't understand Samu! You used to have time for me during culinary school when we-" He cuts her off sharply.

"That was over six years ago, I don't understand why ya hang on so tightly to something that was never meant to be! We fucked a coupla times back then and that was it. I found the one for me, so please drop it." His jaw is clenched and you can tell he's very irritated by this woman.

His fist is also balled up on the counter. You try to soothe him by grabbing his hand and rubbing circles into it. He breathes softly trying to calm down.

You can't just sit here and watch this woman do this anymore. You've tried to be nice to her, but she makes it so hard.

"But-"

"Listen, if Osamu wanted you he would have chosen you. Osamu is a smart man and he knows what he wants." You're good at keeping your voice level when you feel anything but calm.

She glares at you, and Osamu doesn't even say anything. He's trying to calm down some.

The woman gets up from the high top stool and stomps out of the shop.

"M'sorry ya had to see that, she just wasn't getting the hint." He says removing his cap and running a hand through his rich dark brown hair.

"It's okay, you look hot when you're mad." Even though it was a crappy joke it still gets a little chuckle from your boyfriend.

"Gonna go tidy up, are you heading to the house or stayin' here?" His look definitely says he wants you to stay, who are you to deny?

"Well duh! Who's gonna be DJ?" Nothing could bring you more satisfaction than the way his smile drops at the mention of you playing your music.

"On second thought, maybe ya should go home. Had a long day right?" Osamu is stuck with you, he should know this already.

You pretend to think about it for a second. "Hmm I think I'll stay."

"Okay, but don't play any of yer shitty music or I'll kick ya out." The crazy thing is that he's one hundred percent serious. You and Osamu are complete opposites except for the fact that you two both love food.

Your music taste has never really been his favorite. The same is true for his music. You always cover your ears and pretend gag.

"Hey 'samu?" You ask voice suddenly dropping to a whisper.

"Yeah, sweetheart?" He returns.

"Do that more, okay? If anyone hits on you-"

"That was a one time thing cuz she kept asking over 'n over. Most people stop after the first time." Osamu disappears into the kitchen and you open your favorite music app to play your favorite artist.

"Womp womp, no more hot Osamu."

"The hell are ya talkin' about? 'M hot all the time." There's defensiveness in his voice like he was actually taking you seriously.

"I know, it was just a joke." You counter with a smirk.

"Ain't a funny one I can tell ya that." His large bulging arms cross and you can see his muscles flex.

"Go clean up! Stop looking like a thirst-trap all the damn time!" You whine in frustration. Osamu's deep laughter follows not too long after.

"Whatever ya say, sweetie."

can you write something about sub joshua.. it’s been on my mind ever since seeing him in the skirt during the follow encore 😭

18+ / mdi

content: sub!joshua, afab reader, smut, mentions of oral (m receiving), penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 1285

a/n: u and me both anon

masterlist

this wasn't a good image for you.

i mean, you were never one to be overtly horny or act up in public, but to be fair, you had not been warned about this beforehand.

no, you had to find out at the same time as every other carat as your boyfriend stepped out on stage in yet another outfit change, except this time his stylist had decided to have him don a skirt – a skirt!

and so you watched from the sidelines. you watched, with thirst in your eyes and a mouth fully agape as your boyfriend danced to his heart's contentment on stage, all while wearing a pretty and flowy skirt that had you salivating at the sight.

his pretty thighs were on display, with every single move of his hips teasing a new inch of skin for everyone to see.

everything was fine at first. you contained your thirst for the boy well enough, knowing that acting up in between sets would be slightly problematic. the real issue arose at the end of the concert, when joshua went to find you backstage, already changed into a pair of jeans and completely nonchalant, acting as if he hadnt just been provoking you on stage.

that's when you did something you'd later be embarrassed about.

grabbing onto his hand, you dragged him back to the dressing room. fortunately for you, the dressing room was now empty, only containing the apparel the staff would have to put on the boys the following day.

locking the door, you pushed him up against it, attacking him with a deep kiss.

joshua, being just a man, reciprocated the kiss with no question, too exhausted to try and take control and simply appreciating the pretty girl loving on him.

the kiss grew nastier by the second, with you licking and sucking at his tongue all while pulling at his hair. the kiss was followed by a trail of even more kisses, leading down his neck and to his ears.

"joshie?" you breathed against his ear.

"yeah?", he gasped out, hands digging into your hips as a silent way of pleading at you to not stop.

"put on the skirt for me?"

"w-what? the skirt?", the request woke him up a bit, not understanding the sudden nature of it.

"need to see you in the skirt, joshie. looked so fucking pretty ... so fucking good for me, joshie," you went back to licking into his mouth, hands restless as they undressed him.

"you liked it? i-"

"i loved it, baby. you looked so pretty. need to ride you with it on, fuck ...", you shuddered at the thought, "wanna see it up close, baby. be a good boy and put it on for me?", you gave him eyes you knew he couldn't resist, now withholding your kisses from him as he pathetically tried to chase your lips.

"ride me? here? fuck, okay. i'll put it on. c'mon."

it only took a few minutes for joshua to find it among the pile of clothes hanging on the rack, having frantically searched for it while you sat back on the couch and slowly undressed yourself, giving him a taste of what he'd get if he followed direction.

finally finding it, joshua took off his current clothes at the speed of light, even tripping during the process. the thought of your obvious thirst for him in a pretty skirt had him feeling lightheaded. and the idea of you riding him here, while anyone could walk in, made him reel.

"oh, joshie ... so fucking pretty, shit ... c'm'ere, pretty," you gestured for him to come to you, immediately switching positions with him and sitting him down as you straddled him.

your lips went to his own just as he sat down, hands feeling him up all over. shirtless and with only a frilly little skirt on, you felt him up in a way that could only de described as disrespectful.

but he loved it, moving his body as close to where your hands were touching to feel more and more of your touch. he moaned pathetically throughout, whining extra loudly when you began grinding your bare cunt against his cock through the thin fabric of the skirt.

pulling up the skirt a bit, you pulled out his dick from underneath, caressing the tip with your thumb to make him cry out a little more.

he still had his cute little face stickers on his face, with his brown hair contrasting the skirt perfectly and making him look like the prettiest little thing you'd ever seen. he was making you lose your mind. sadly, you were in public, so the most you could do to him was ride him, not having the chance to do all you wanted to him.

in an ideal world, you wouldve been able to get on your knees and worship him, kissing up every inch of pretty skin of his thighs as you made your way up to his weeping cock. then, you would've slowly licked up every vein and spent a good while licking and sucking at his tip, up until he cried for more. only when he was crying at you to please give him more would you have engulfed his entire member in your mouth, making him cum all over his pretty skirt.

you voiced all these desires into his ear as you finally lowered yourself down on him, making him groan louder at every single detail of your fantasy. with a cry, he promised to bring the skirt home with him if it meant you'd make good on your promise.

in the meantime, you bounced on him like a crazed woman, groaning any time your eyes opened enough to see the pretty prince under you. he was the prettiest you'd ever seen him, so delicate and needy, completely unlike the confident and cocky boy you saw on stage.

"so pretty, joshie ... you're the cutest thing i've ever seen," you moaned, softly tweaking at his nipples.

crying out at the stimulation, joshua cursed out, letting out nonsensical babbles as he threw his head back against the couch, back arching and hands tightening around your hips.

"baby, i'm gonna- gonna fucking cum, please!," he begged for nothing in particular.

he didn't need to beg, you were going to give him whatever he wanted no matter what.

"cum for me, okay, baby? wanna feel you cum in me. fuck ... fill me up, pretty ..." you cried, doing everything in your power to speed up your orgasm so that you could cum with your pretty boyfriend. your hand went down to your cunt, circling your clit in desperation as you tightened even more around joshua.

at some point he must've gotten desperate, humping his hips upwards as his orgasm blinded him from all senses. his noises got so loud you had to hold your hand up to his mouth, muffling him as he screamed behind it.

biting your lip, you attempted to quiet yourself down too, finding your own high at the way in which joshua cried under you. the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes had you losing your mind, making you simultaneously coo and moan at the sight.

when you finally rode out your high, even continuing to ride your boyfriend after his own orgasm had ended, you finally let yourself fall against him, heavy breath as you felt his warm skin.

"will you really steal the skirt for me?", were your first works against his chest.

"will you fuck me like this again?", he managed to let out through his lack of breath.

"is that even a question?"

"then hell yeah," he chuckled breathlessly, clammy hands still on your hips.

a/n: this was rushed and not proofread but i had to get this out of my mind my bad</3

hiii, could this please be a thirst? could you make a continuation of stepbrother thoma, like reader finds a new boytoy and starts ignoring thoma and thoma get jealous and turns a bit yandere??

[original]

bottom ftm thoma x top male reader

not a fan? block me!

cw: non-con voyeurism, stepcest, yandere

unfortunately for thoma, you gained an interest in someone new. he wasn't going to let you get away with it, especially since you were his first time. he fell for you harder than he thought he would and he refuses to let you go.

you walk into the house, immediately greeted by thoma. you smile at him. "i have your boyfriend tied up in my room and i'll kill him if you don't break up with him." his expression is intense. you can tell he's serious. "you must've missed me, huh?" you hold onto his waist and press up against him. "okay, baby, i'll do it." his obsession with you is surprisingly attractive.

you and thoma walked into the room together and you broke up with your now ex boyfriend. you tried to untie him afterwards but thoma stopped you. he threatened your ex again and told you to get onto his bed, since he doesn't have the strength to move you himself.

thoma sinks down onto your cock, facing your poor ex boyfriend. he grins, bouncing happily as he shows off. "he's mine." he presses his hand against the bulge in his stomach. when your ex closes his eyes, thoma moans louder.

from then on, whenever anyone looked at you a certain way, thoma would give them a nasty look and hold onto you tighter. it's almost like seeing the cutest dog ever make an attempt to be scary. it's worse when people actually come up to you and try to flirt. they somehow always ignore thoma's existence. those encounters almost always end with hot jealousy sex.

thoma climbs onto your lap into the backseat of the car. "don't flirt with any of those sluts again." he chokes you. you kept telling him over and over that you weren't but he refused to believe you. "i only want you, baby." you try to reassure him. "good." he grinds down on your lap. "you're mine."

I ran into this little darling who wanted this as a request, and I just couldn't help myself hehe, my Hobie Brown brainrot is huge xD

So I hope you enjoy it, I suck at writing his accent so, I'm sorry in advance hehe, and also Y/n is always the victim so let's shake things up a bit.

Pairing: Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, unwanted drug, p in v, oral, cursing, a very drugged Hobie.

Words: 2530

Summary: Everything was going great at the concert until he went against a very dangerous perfume.

You've never felt comfortable or safe among so many people, especially in a space as small as the bars where he usually plays. But there you were, supporting him as always.

At some point in the evening, thirst had invaded you, so you asked the bartender for some water or soda, who gladly served it to you and so far so good.

"Hey beautiful, how was it?" Hobie had pushed his way through the crowd and groupies to the chair where you'd cornered to watch him play. "Loud and protestant, perfect" with emotion he hugged you, pressing your whole body against his chest, his chin resting on your head.

"I'm goin' to go to the back, store some things with the band, I'll be back to pick you up in a bit, 'kay?" Despite the fact that nothing between you and Hobie was formalized, there was a lot of affection and consideration towards the other, however he always presented you as his friend.

And how much it hurt

He always came to your rescue when some jerk made a move on you, but after that you were just his friend, and he did it because he had your back, but nothing more.

That was really getting old.

Hobie made his way through the fans again, when a girl dressed in leather and a mini stopped him, one of her hands took his face, the other grabbed the back of his neck to force him to bend him down to kiss him, but he resisted, separated from the girl's hands with a push, and he moved away fast.

After managing to get past the stage, he tripped on his feet, his mind was all over the place and his spider-sense told him something was awfully wrong. A cold feeling caught on his neck, panic crawled up his spine, he put his fingers to the back of his neck, scooping up some of a watery, clear liquid, it had a nice smell so he just assumed it was the girl's cologne.

He was in denial, so he just wanted to think there was a raid outside and he´ll have to take you round the back so you wouldn't be hurt by mistake. He didn't exactly convinced himself but it was enough to get him a bit calmed through the whole packing the band stuff up.

Right at the end, when he was picking his makeup supplies off, his sense froze him up and made him look up, in the mirror he caught on the sight of the girl that had tried to make a move on him.

The fans were leaving, soon the place was empty, Hobie was taking a lot of time more than usual, thus why you began to worry and why you went to the dressing room to find him.

That was the moment when you saw his panic eyes and the girl attempting to get her tongue down her throat. "Get the fuck away from him, bitch!" you pulled her hair and punched her on the gut to get her out of movements.

"You're my savior" he put his arm around you, being that the only way he could make a decent step, "Get out of the way whore, it will last long after I'm finished with him, then you can get your way with him" she stood up hardly, but didn't approached further, since you got out a taser, "You know, I bet no one will miss you if I just shock your senses into oblivion and toss your bitch body into the garbage" she opened her eyes to your lashing and stood there.

With a few extra help from members of the band, they managed to get him to your place in one piece, you weren't going to let him go off alone in that state.

That's when you understood, she drugged him somehow. "It's okay, Hobs, let's get you in the shower" cold water seemed to be the less weird way to handle his condition.

His hand found yours, pulling by it you hit his chest, looking up you found his face all blushed and sweaty, "It's okay, it will wear itself off, just stay" you cupped his face with your free hand, he leaned over your touch with his eyes closed, "Please?" His voice was so smooth and whiny, never in your life have you seen him like that.

"I'll stay, let's get you into something more comfortable ok?" He nodded, lazily getting out of his leather jacket and vest, leaving you to slip away his shirt, "Woah baby, if ya' wanted to get me naked, you should've asked" he had a shit eating grin, ear to ear, "Shut up, you're out of your senses" you folded the shirt lazily and left it on a chair he has discarded on a corner, so did his pants and socks, it seemed to you that removing his underwear was going a little too far, so you ignored them.

You tried to guide him to the bathroom, but he just wouldn't move from the bed, "C'mon Hobs, let's go" he refused with a whine, so you leave him there to go fill up the tub in the meantime.

You figured he would be in a different disposition when you returned to the room. A couple of minutes went by, *he probably passed out asleep* you hoped, but as soon as you opened the door of the bathroom, the sound of his moans filled your ears.

"Ah~ Y/N~♡" you couldn't believe what was happening. Taking a quick peek at him you noticed his boxers were discarded somewhere in the room, and he was stroking himself, his rather large self.

And moaning your name, *Oh God, please tell me this is a test! * heat was crawling up from your legs to your face, his moans were incredibly sexy and erotic, that was going to be well fit material for a lot of nights in the future.

"Y/n please, I need you, pretty please darling~♡" He sounded so desperate. You stepped outside the bathroom, and as soon as his eyes caught sight of you, a loving smile was painted on his face.

"I'm in a tight conundrum" he fought with his own tongue to word that out coherently, but you understood, "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you" He shook his head, making grab gestures with his hands.

As soon as you were in within his reach, he pulled you into his lap, emitting a hiss when your pelvis brushed his hard dick. "Please, I need you" He peppered kisses under your jaw and cheek, every contact on his lips and his piercing made you shiver.

His hands found the hem of your shirt, toyed with it for a second before looking up into your eyes for permission, after your embarrassed nod, he pulled it off, carelessly taking your bra as well and throwing both items away.

He started by nibbling at your collarbone, leaving small red marks along his way up to your neck. "I've wanted to do this for a long time" He panted, biting softly at your earlobe making you shift on his lap.

"You're so beautiful, so sweet, so lovely, you're always there for me" he said before kissing you, taking full control of your mouth. His hand circled your waist and the other held your neck in place, making you melt into the kiss. He then tilted his head back a bit, taking in the way you looked.

The he pulled up your shirt, he was clumsy while at it, so you finished for him, the bra following it into the darkness of a corner. The festival of kisses and bites started from your neck to every inch of your collarbone, working his way down to capture a nipple in between his lips.

His hands rocked your hips against his bulge, making his voice sing with moans and sighs, calling your name.

"I need you to say it"

"What?"

"I love you too much, say I can do this"

"Do it Hobie"

He released you, reluctantly. You tried to put yourself in a comfortable position, so you got rid of your jeans, his eyes followed each of your movements, even more so when you stood next to him.

"Where do you want me?" He didn't think twice, he pulled you by the waist to accommodate you, with his muscular body on top of yours. It was kind of silly, saying that, but with the few sexual experiences you'd had, none of them 100 percent complete, you really didn't know what to say or do. He, even in his drugged and frenzied state, noticed your shivering hands and how much you avoided looking into his eyes.

"I wish I could make it slow and special for you, but I don't feel like myself" you agreed, it's what you could do, the truth, you were uncomfortable because of the situation, the heat, not that any of those factors made you forget to have a condom nearby.

As he sensually kissed your neck, his fingers worked to open you up, slow and steady movements, his thumb brushing against your clit from time to time. Your senses were being attacked simultaneously, his teeth and his mouth sucking at the skin of your neck, and his fingers caressing your G-spot with the dexterity of a guitar player. Your back arched against his torso, an opportunity he took to hold your waist with his arm and lead you to sit on his lap, his hand still pleasing.

"Hobs, I need you" you whined, he smiled, mouth still latching down your neck, leaving several red spots along the way. Your legs were straddling his hips as he helped you get down on his dick, the length and thickness made you squirm and stop midways, he always reassured you, “You’re doing it very good, my love, just a little bit more, I’ll let you accommodate to it” speaking sweetly, brushing your hair away from your face and caressing your cheek.

When it was all the way in, very painfully so, he didn’t made any single attempt to move or you on it, he wanted to wait for you to be ready. As soon as you were, giving that you were rocking your hips slightly, he started pulling you up and down at a slow pace.

Moans and whines were filling the room, “Fuck, you feel so good” he bit gently into your shoulder, “I’m gonna lay you down princess, I need a-“, you pointed to your night stand, “Prepared are we?” he purred as he softly put you down on the covers, grabbed the condom and put it on.

“You can be more aggressive if you need” your voice came out almost as a whisper, but he caught it anyways, “It’s not that I don’t want to, I just want it to be decent” he was holding back, “Hobie, we need to get the drug out, please” Bad way for you to find out, but he had a creative thought, without thinking twice, he put your hands on your head and used his webs to tie your wrists together. Obviously your thoughts were snatched away when he propped inside again, soon the fact that he was Spider-Punk was long forgotten.

His pace accelerated, your whole body tensed up and you just wanted to be connected to him, you just wanted to keep kissing him, hugging him, if it ended and you were never like that with him again, you wouldn't know what to do. You just wanted to be like this with him, hitting every place that mattered, sending electric shocks through your body.

At some point you seemed to have passed out, but the change of position woke you straight up. On your fours, his hands pushed his shaft right into you by your hips, then he pulled you up, his arm working like an anchor across your chest, which by the way, was covered in saliva, red spots and bite marks, and so will your back as soon as he is over with it.

He wasn’t behind with the hickeys, you subconsciously left him lots of open mouth kisses, bites, he was fairly happy with each and every one.

“I know you’re tired, my love, but I’m almost there” your moans didn’t even sounded as such, they were grunts, sloppy non sexy at all choked grunts. You guys started around eleven, by the time he was almost there the clock marked three in the morning.

He finally came inside the condom, the one that by some miracle stayed on and unbroken though all the abuse the thick shaft made in your insides. Speaking of which, he was considerate enough to come out of you carefully and lovingly accommodate your body into his.

“Thank you, love” he slurred the words, his body was so big next to yours, so he easily surrounded you, arms around you, legs intertwined, he wanted all you to be with all of him.  

“How do you feel?” your voice was hoarse, “Better, tired, you?” you made a sound, it confirmed to him that you were the same as him.

"I'm still very on, I wanna eat you out" he hugged you tightly, "Maybe let me sleep a bit and then you wake me up with your face in between my legs" he laughed at you, "I'll take you up on that, love".

Around seven pinches on the insides of your thighs woke you up, turns up he really was in between your legs, hickeys adorning both inner thighs, "Good mornin' luv" he wasn't drugged anymore, just horny and hungry, giving on how he was licking and grinning.

Your back arched as soon as your brain connected with the rest of your senses, "Hobie, jeez fuck! Too damn early" you whined, getting hold of his hair, "I just obliged to your wishes" the vibrations made the assault even more intense.

"Don't talk with your mouth full" he was kind of liking the slight yanking you were taking on his hair, furthermore the tremble down your legs as you came.

"I love your sounds" he crawled up your body, gently laying down on top of you, his weight never fully on you though, he was careful, and his head fell down on the crook of your neck.

"Thank you for last night" he laced his voice with kisses behind your ear, "No problem, now please for fucks sake, sleep" he chuckled at your groggy voice, "I meant it, by the way" given your lack of response he pulled his body off of you for a bit, just to get a fair look at you face when he spoke those words that died already to come off his lips again.

"I love you" and then he smiled.

"And I love you" somehow, him being all bare for you, your case as well, made the confession deeper.

"Just so you know, you're trapped now, I'm not letting you go now" his smirk made you giggle a little, "Good, there's just nowhere I rather be than here...with you".

The end.

Hiii !! How are you? Pleasure to meet you!

I saw your engineering major!Anakin post and when I tell you I immediately twirled around on my bed and started kicking my feet like a fucking teenage girl… I’m not joking.

This is a headcanon that has been following me ever since I entered the beautiful world of Anakin Skywalker. Seriously. I even have a one shot about lmaoooo

Could you please elaborate on that? I would love to hear your takes, discuss them and just thirst over him together! Because god lord, I’m so grateful to found someone who was the same interest on engineer Anakin. Also bonus points for college student Anakin because that’s just hot as fuck

Thank youuuu

Mina

i literally am obsessed over this concept thank you so much for indulging me! i centered it over him in college mostly because— i just... it does things to me.

also what if i said engineering major!anakin fic in the works...

a few nsfw themes in here so minors dni i will block you &lt;3

he strikes me as the type of guy you'd see once on campus and then immediately try to find him on the university's social media accounts.

he wouldn't be fucking anywhere until you find the engineering college's Instagram account

it hasn't had a single post in two years but it's okay because you find one of him !!!

and the only picture of his face is so grainy, but he's in it and he looks so fucking hot at his computer and that's enough

also he's totally unapproachable

not that he's a dick or anything, he's just cussing out all his professors in his head and worried about his last materials exam

i think in his (very limited) spare time he'd be into either metalworking or cars... probably both

like i think he could fix almost any car-related issue without having to go to a shop

axel on his car goes out? yeah he's ordering the part and putting it on his damn self

his motor blows up? he's spending his summer rebuilding it while taking sixteen hours of summer classes

and if he does have to go to a shop, it's strictly because he doesn't have time and he most certainly will pop the hood and check their work

also i believe he'd like stick shift

literally won't buy a car unless it's manual

"what the fuck is the point of an automatic"

he totally also learns how to tune in his free time and everytime you hear a car speed by you on campus you just know it's his work

now, if you're lucky enough to catch his eye i truly believe he'd be so fucking consumed by you

he'd ask you to go everywhere with him; he needs to study in the library? he's asking you to come. he has to give a dissertation? he's begging you to come watch him. it's 3am and he just finished his statics project? he's calling you like, 'baby please come with me to get food. I'll buy you a treat.'

also the biggest and most clingy bf ever in the history of the world

will stop doing his work to come watch you play the sims and just hold you (also tells you how to build a proper house despite you bing like,, "ani... the fun part is making them get into trouble not making sure their roof is durable.")

also likes to be incentivized with you

"if i get an a on this next test will you let me bend you over the desk?"

or, "i'll study better if you let me taste you, please baby?"

star-student, no question.

and he's so fucking smart it's a bit annoying because he'll bitch and moan about how bad he's doing while getting on the dean's list every year

the way he explains what he's working on is hot as fuck

numbers make sense to his mind in ways you will never understand, but good lord is it nice to watch his smart little mouth move

type of man to take you on a date into the city and point out the shitty infrastructure

"for as much rain as we get you'd think these fucking idiots would have put more drains."

"that bridge is due to fall in less than ten years, what the fuck were they thinking."

he's just the smartest boy, and you make sure to tell him any chance you get not that he agrees but he'll always say, "thank you pretty girl"

cherry blossoms.

blade x fem!reader. sfw themes ␥ cursing mentioned. read at your own risk. ⨳ modern au. school life au.

"ohh," sampo leaned back against his seat in the cafeteria, accompanied by dan heng, gepard and blade. his eyes linger towards a distant figure in the opposite side of the room, as though checking someone out...

checking you out, really.

"what are you going on about this time, sampo?" gepard sighed, adjusting his tie as he looked towards his classmate, "don't tell me you're already thirsting after the new girl."

sampo chuckled. "c'mon. just because you're class president of our class doesn't mean you can just stop me from doing what i have to do! look, she's beautiful. the most beautiful girl in our class! i have to get a chance to talk to her."

gepard rolled his eyes, "i wasn't going to stop you. just don't let miss himeko or mister welt see you. they seem protective over y/n."

"y/n is her name?" sampo blinked. "why, now i know everything!"

"no you don't." dan heng murmured as his nose was buried into the book he was indulged in.

"you're getting annoying." blade bluntly stated as he got up. "my head is beginning to hurt from your stupidity and i'm leaving."

"oh, but bladie!" sampo dramatically exclaimed as he clutched his chest as an act, extending an arm towards blade.

blade shook his head as he left, going towards his usual spot...which was at the roof top of the school.

the kind, autumn breeze that fluttered through his hair, the silence that was finally here... the rooftop was sampo-free, so he was in paradise at this very moment. as he leaned over to get a better view of the scenery, his eyes linger over, finding you sitting by yourself...doing something. weren't you just downstairs? or did you rush up here? but you definitely were...

...doing something.

what? what were you doing?

blade squinted his eyes, making out the sight he was witnessing...

...ah.

you were caring for an injured bird.

blade took a step closer, seeing that you were bandaging a bird's arm. ah, it appeared to be broken but you were helping it.

"shh," he could hear you whisper, "it's going to be okay...alright? don't worry, i'll take you home and⸻"

the bird in your hands began to cry. a comical scene as the looming shadow of blade emerged behind your shoulder...the bird was afraid of blade, and it began to squeal, shake...

to your confusion and surprise, you turn your head, finding blade standing right behind you, looming over you like a strict supervisor ready to patronize you. you had a comical, surprised look on your face as you stared at blade.

"ah." was all you said as you held the bird protectively close to your chest.

"oi." blade said to you, his tone firm. "what the hell are you doing?"

your began to comedically sweat. "...uh. this bird was...injured. i was just helping it. what, you want to eat it or something?"

blade stared at you for a moment before sighing, shaking his head. he knelt down next to you, the motion of his hands surprisingly gentle. "you didn't bandage the bird's wing correctly. let me."

you blinked, somehow trusting this strange man immediately as his demeanor had quickly changed. you hand the bird over, letting it sit (and freak out) in his hand.

...oh. right. this guy was in your class and he had always sat in the back, looking out at the window...

"do it like this."

blade rearranged the cloth as he fixed the positioning of the wing, before handing the bird back to you.

"...ah. thank you."

blade shook his head as he shoved his hands into his pockets, standing up. "don't thank me." he turned his back towards you.

"...by the way. there's some idiot named sampo that's trying to get your number. you can kick him in the balls."

you blink. you looked at the bird⸻it was staring at you with wide eyes⸻and you looked back to blade.

"...sampo? is he your friend?"

"no."

"...are you sure?"

"yes."

"...pfft."

blade turned his head towards you, "the hell are you laughing at?"

"...so you are a bit of a softie."

"...huh?"

"kafka. your sister? she and i are good friends, and she's the reason why i transferred here to this schoo. she told m⸻"

"kafka what?"

blade stared at you in shock. god, what was his sister telling him? now he's embarrassed.

"...hehe. you're blade, right? i'm y/n. i'll um..."

oh god, his face was getting dark. you stepped back.

"...see you around!"

that's when you bolted away, carrying the poor bird in your hands.

"... fucks sake, kafka... what did you tell y/n..."

"oh, and i have a younger brother who happens to have a soft spot for animals. his name is blade."

"ah, a soft spot for animals? you're telling me he acts all tough, aloof and cool...until it comes to animals?"

"yes. it is quite cute, isn't it? ufufu. now, y/n. i should really get you back to class. being your counselor and all is great, but i must return to my work, dear."

"okay! i'll see you around, kafka!"

New Beginnings

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐚: After Scara was defeated by traveler and his kitsune (yn) helps comfort him through his new start 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Scaramoiche/Wanderer/Kunikuzushi ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"hold my hand, we're going to try something" you smiled, holding your hands out to Kunikuzushi. Scaramouche had lost. lost against the traveler even when he had the electro gnosis. lost against the Dendro Archon. he was defeated, which left time after all that for him to finally work on himself. "do i really need to?" he asked, sitting crisis cross before you. "just do it" you replied, wiggling your fingers a little. "fine." his hands were now joined with yours, and his gaze fell to his lap, almost sadly. you were a blue-colored kistune, starkly contrasting with your teasing older sister, Yae Miko. you were paired up with Kuni since the very beginning. you had a thirst to see the world and Yae Miko thought why not have you travel with that old doll of Ei's that obviously wanted the same. at the start it was nice. an innocent doll and a young kitsune who knew almost nothing and would grow together as companions. however, things change. Kuni was betrayed, witnessed the death of a young boy, became a Fatui Harbinger with the condition you came with him, wouldn't listen to anyone but you, and grew colder and colder as time went on. and even then with you by his side, it continued to go downhill. he was manipulated by Dottore and shut you out. he had it in his head that he should be a god, be what he was made for and maybe he'll be allowed to live and fulfill his role. you had a massive fight with him when he started to make his mech because you were the only one seeing this was breaking his mindset. of course, he couldn't see what it was doing to him. he pushed you away and told you to leave, and you left without putting up much of a fight. in his mind, you were eventually going to leave him- who wouldn't at this point? he was worth leaving. why should he fight for you to stay at his side and apologize for pushing you away. why should he fight for something he already knew was going to happen? ...you didn't betray him at all. you only went to find the traveler for help to stop Dottore and save Scaramouche. you returned back to his side a few weeks later, catching him the second he fell out of his mech.

he felt lucky and terrible. lucky to have you, and terrible for pushing you away. you squeezed his hand gently, bringing him back to you and reality. "we're going to say something we like about ourselves," you told him. his indigo eyes looked up at you, most likely feeling uncertain about that. "dont worry. i'll go first" you softly reassured him. he nodded. "okay...i like...my eyes," you stated. he looked into your eyes due to instinct at your words. your eyes were nice, he agreed in his head. "okay now it's your turn." "uhm..." what did he like? at that moment, Scaramouche remembered long ago when you two were looking into a clear, blue river. he was smiling at the tiny fish you pointed out. "my smile, i suppose..." he told you. his eyes looked off to the side, and a light blush sat on his cheeks, feeling a bit embarrassed. "very good, now it's my turn again" you smiled he felt his heart warm a little at your smile. even after everything you still smiled at him, sat here with him, nor did you poke fun at him. it made him feel a certain type of way he couldn't quite put his finger on. in your head you were remembering the very beginning. when you and Kunikuzushi would look for lavender melons. all full of smiles and laughs. it made you smile fondly at the distant memory. you wore a blue kimono that had swirls and white flowers on it in that memory. "I like...my sense of style," you said, looking down at your clothes currently you were wearing a blue jumper with a pair of sandals. more relaxed and open than the kimonos you used to wear all those years ago. Scaramouche's eyes seemed to swipe over you, and he didn't disagree. however... "does that count?" he asked you hummed, "i think so," he slowly nodded, "alright i..." something occurred to him as to what else he likes. you said your eyes and sense of style, but...he's feeling something inside himself that he likes. you patiently waited, mindlessly rubbing a thumb over his knuckle. there it was again. that warm and comforting sensation rose up in him. it was...safe. how long has it been since you two sat like this? clearly too long since he finds himself not wanting to let go of you. "i like the...warm feeling i get...when i hold hands...with you. i guess..." he said awkwardly, looking down at his oh, kuni you thought. he was letting himself be so vulnerable in front of you. it was incredibly endearing. a light blush sat on his face, he wanted to crawl in a hole after he said that, because you hadn't verbally responded yet. god he probably said something stupid. "w-why aren't you saying anything?" he asked. you had such a lovely smile on your face. ...he missed this. he missed this and YOU. so much more than he thought. but cmon! say something or he'll die from embarrassment! "Kuni...that's literally the nicest thing you have ever said," you whispered, looking at your joined hands. "huh? what do you mean?!" he asked, blush darkening. you shook your head. "forget it. but does it make you feel safe?"

his gaze fell to your joined hands, too. "...yes," he muttered. Kunikuzushi's grip on your hand tightened a little. "then ask for it whenever you need it. it'll always be available for you" you told him his eyes widened at your heartwarming statement. his yn. will always be here for him. no no no no no no! stop it!! don't...!!! Scaramouche was gone in an instant. Kunikuzushi was here. sitting in front of you hands in yours. and crying. the sound of his cries had you shocked, his hand left yours, desperately trying to wipe the never-ending tears away. his cries never quieted. Kunikuzuishi was letting it all out. the abandonment of his mother, the death of the little boy, and the betrayal of his second friend. the hardships, loneliness confusion, and sadness. it him like a wave when you promised you'd be here for him. he loved you so much. the only person he really trusted more than anyone in the world. the only person who stayed and never left him. his one and only yn. Kunikuzushi continued to cry, even when you pulled him close. you pulled him close so that he could cry it all out in the one place he feels safe; you. you played with his hair gently, chin on top of his head, and whispered about how beautiful and strong he is. whispering about how you'll be here to the end. even if he pushes you away, you will always come back. Kunikuzushi was now lightly sniffling against your chest, and tightly gripping your thighs to keep him close. you were keeping him close, and allowing his breathing to slow. "i'm here" you quietly reassured him when his grip tightened a little. when was the last time he cried? he can't even remember. he had locked up his feelings- all of the ones that could hurt him. now, you were the key and let them all free. "being emotional is exhausting" he muttered. "i know. but its surprisingly healthy" you said, petting his hair his eyes were puffy, his nose red, and his eyes looked tired. he wasn't sugar coating anything when he said being emotional was exhausting. his breathing finally went back to normal, and he tapped your thigh twice with one finger. you reacted accordingly, letting him emerge from under your chin. his eyes looked into yours, and you continued to hold each other close. 'thank you' he thought. "you better keep your promise, because we have places we're going to," he said instead. you raised a brow at his words. "oh? and where are these 'places'?" he seemed to think for a moment. "we're just going to wander Teyvat" he decided you smiled, "no destination?" "is there a problem with that?" he asked "no, no!" you laughed. "i like that there's no destination. it's nice, and there will be no rushed pace while traveling." he nodded at your words. he agrees. when he was a harbinger everything was rushed. no time to slow down at all. so traveling freely was going to be much more comfortable. "good. i was thinking something similar." he leaned in close to your face, noses touching. he really did miss you. he now could understand when people say 'you don't know how good you have it until it's gone' he wasted no time in connecting your lips, relishing in the fact he didn't need to be a god or have a gnosis to be perfect. he also didn't need a giant mech, amazing powers, or a high status in the fatui to be content and happy. all he needs and wants is just you two. just you two sitting in front of a river and pointing out the fish with smiles on your faces.

Part 5

A/N: a little bit of angst makes the story even more interesting 🫢

Warnings: angst, mentions of smut, Fermin being an asshole sorry 🥺

"So I thought we could use these books" you said. "Did you take the whole library?" He asked laughing. "That wouldn't have been fair for the others" you said. "And I already browsed trough them, so we just have to read some chapters" you explained. "We should start then" he said, sitting on the couch and you at the kitchen island. Two hours passed and you decided to order some take out and then continue with typing your essay. After gaining more energy, you went back to highlighting paragraphs while Fermin was doing the same. You couldn't help, but your mind wondered to that wet dream a few nights ago, when he pulled you into his lap and kissed you passionately. Those plump lips of his moulding with yours. His tongue fighting yours for dominance. His hands that were either on your back or your ass, squeezing you against him.

"Y/N"

Yours were pulling his hair as you wanted to feel more of him. "Fuck" you moaned when you pulled away for air, his lips instantly going to your neck.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Fermin asked, waving his hand in front of you. "Y-yeah" you blushed, being caught red-handed. You just had a fantasy about the guy you were in the room with. "I said we should include facts and examples" he said. "Okay, I agree" you said, trying to push away any thirst thoughts of him when you had to focus on the project.

— the next day —

"We just have to do the ppt and it's done" you said, finishing the last corrections to the essay. Then you went on your laptop to pick a theme for the PowerPoint, but all of them were shit. "So I thought we could use this if you like it" you said. "Or maybe this one?". "Whatever you want" he said kind of harshly. He realised his tone was cold and somehow annoyed when you didn't reply and just closed yourself from him. When he said he wanted to get rid of the crush, he didn't mean to be mean towards you. "Y/N, I'm sorry—". "I think we're both tired. We should stop here. I'll do the ppt" you said, packing your things. "I can do it —". "No, it's okay. See you tomorrow when we have to present" you said, quickly walking out of his house. Maybe you really were annoying when it came to projects.

— in class —

Everyone could sense something was wrong with the two of you. You even declined the coffee that was already waiting for you on the desk, probably from Fermin. "You nervous?" Fermin asked breaking the ice, but you were reading your notes on the project. "It will be alright I hope" he continued. The professor entered the room, so you could just ignore his presence while your colleagues presented their work. "So, today we are going to start with Mr. Lopez and Miss Y/L/N" he said and your face fell. Why were you the ones starting? "Because Mr. Lopez has training in an hour" he said as if reading your mind. Of course, the football princess is busy. You stood up and Fermin after you, going to the front of the class with your laptop. "It will be okay" Fermin whispered.

The presentation was flawless, except some parts where Fermin forgot what to say, but you saved his ass. The professor told you you'll find the grades later today and gave the class a short break. "That went amazing" Fermin said, following you out of the classroom. "Yeah sure" you mumbled. "You're not staying for the rest of the class?" Fermin asked, knowing you rarely missed any. "Mind your own fucking business" you said, going to the coffee shop to buy a coffee. "I bought you a coffee earlier—". "Why are you following me around, Fermin? Don't you have training?" You asked. "What's up with you?" He asked annoyed. "How dare you! You're being an asshole, not even telling me we have to present first" you said, taking your cup of coffee. "It doesn't matter anyway" he shrugged. "Maybe not for you, but for me yes. That's why we're a team, we tell each other things like that. But obviously, you thought I was a perfectionist and didn't even care to tell me about this tiny detail" you said, storming out of the coffee shop. "Well I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter—". "Maybe for you because guess what? You already have your future, but I don't. Everything I do for Uni counts. And I don't want a stupid spoiled footballer to ruin it" you snapped. "Alright. I don't even need your help anymore. You're a perfectionist and obsessed with your grades. All you do in study all day. Go have some fun" he said angrily. "Sorry for not blowing smoke up your ass, fucking idiot" you spat, turning the opposite direction and walking away from him.

———

When you got home, you threw yourself on the bed and thought about how you had the impression Fermin had a good opinion on you, unlike the rest of your colleagues who thought you were introverted and studied all day. You felt betrayed and used. Maybe he just wanted to do this project with you because he knew you would do the job in order to get a good grade. How stupid you were to believe he actually saw you differently.

———

"Joder, tio! What's up with you?" Gavi asked as he nutmegged Fermin for the third time today. "Did something happen today with that project?". "Yeah, I fucked up" Fermin replied. "Why? You didn't get a good grade?" Gavi asked. "No, we did. I fucked up with Y/N. Told each other some things" and Fermin told Gavi everything that happened earlier. "Joder! I told you she's a keeper" Gavi said. He was mad at his best friend. "I know, I just... don't know. I actually like that she studies a lot and doesn't to parties. And these weeks I found the other side of her, because when we were together, she wasn't that introverted. I liked her like that" he explained. "Joder! You're in love with her" Gavi said. "I'm not" Fermin argued. "Even if you were, I don't think she wants to see you ever again" he said. "Thanks Gavi. Really makes me feel less shit now" Fermin rolled his eyes. "What should I do?". "Let her cool down. And maybe then explain everything to her" Gavi suggested. "Explain what?". "That you like her, idiot" Gavi said, slapping his head. "And don't tell me you don't. She came to take care of you when you were sick. She has feelings for you too" Gavi said. "Since when are you Dr. Love?" Fermin teased. "Since when my best mate is completely blind and stupid" Gavi said.

Hope you like it ☺️

[["Sepandarmazgan"🍷]]

(King baldwin iv x reader)

Warning: none

[Jerusalem - 1182]

(King baldwin iv pov) :

her fingers are praying constantly with rosary, sitting alone my dear y/n. The sun has set. These are the minutes when angels accompany humans and I am her companion as well. The boundaries between reality and fantasy disappears.

I was watching this peaceful show in silence, suddenly I was drawn to another world, I listened to my intuition. I saw y/n's state in later years. she was older, thin and sad, but she was sitting on my place with more splendor and majesty. she looked majestically at the sight of Jerusalem, but there was an incurable pain in her heart. she endured my absence like a wound.

It was at that moment that I realized two things: firstly, y/n will grow old in this palace and stay in Jerusalem for the rest of her life, and secondly, the pain that will arise after I leave, will not go away from her.

(Y/n ' pov) :

His voice separated me from the other world.: "Y/n? Are you okay? You look weak."

I hardly smiled, but the unsaid words were like a big stone hanging from my neck like a heavy necklace. My voice was hoarse.

"Honestly, I'm not feeling very well. I'm very thirsty, but there's nothing in this palace to quench my thirst."

"Then I will call Raymond here," said the king. "they will give you whatever you desire."

"No, I don't. What I need cannot be found in this palace. It's in the pub!i just want to faint tonight."

Despite the fact that the silver prison covered his damaged face, concern was still visible in his bloodshot eyes. I thought he was confused.

Y/n: "This jar can only be filled in the pub."

"You want me to buy some wine?..." The pious king cut me off decisively.

"I know that im too bold for someone who ask to the king of this holy land such a things, but can I make one more request?"

:" go on".

:"When you go to the pub, don't pick up the jar in a hurry and don't run away. Warm up there a little. Talk to the people there. I'll wait for you here. You don't have to rush."

. Baldwin looked at my face, there was both rebellion and anxiety in his eyes. At that moment, I remembered that red-haired boy in Damascus who wanted to be my friend. He was thinking so far about what others think about him, unfortunately he didn't get a chance to drown in the sea of spirituality and love for God. Will he be willing to give up at least a little bit of his authority and power till the end of the night?

But Baldwin, after a moment's hesitation, stood up, nodded his head, and said, "I have never been to a tavern, nor put a drop of wine in my mouth. But I trust you completely. Because I believe that you would not ask such a thing of me for nothing. There must be a truth that you want to show me. For your sake, my dearest, I'll go where you said. I will take that wine and bring it for you. Even if It will be difficult for me and gives damage to my reputation."

After a short goodbye, accompanied by Raymond, they started to leave the palace...

As soon as they were far away from the gate, I closed my eyes and thanked God for putting such a pure man in my path. He is a raging river that does not stop and his arms are open and welcoming to any people. Always curious to discover.

I wish that until the last moment of his life, he will not wake up from the intoxication of divine love...

(To be continued...)

Thanks for reading 📚 if you like to know what happens in part 2, just leave a comment down here. ♡

❤ Fives/Rex

To the people who see the black heart, I was informed other ways that the heart is NOT meant to be black but red, so there'll be no angst when it comes to these two. Not on my watch!

I've also tried something a little different with this. ... This also came out a bit of crack-y.

** ** ** ** ❤️ first kiss / realization

It had been an accident.

("It really was, stop rolling your eyes, Echo!")

They had been called back to the orbit half a cycle ago, meaning Fives was still more sleepwalking than actually awake when he made his way to the commissary. The path had been beaten so deep into his hind-brain that he managed to get himself a tray of food, find an empty seat, and actually sit down...

... right next to a droopy Rex.

"Fives," he greeted, tired, and it was his voice that startled Fives back to the awake world.

"S-sir," Fives stuttered, flushing a little, but Rex waved him off.

"It's alright, I'm too tired to care about decorum right now. Have you and Echo been at the medbay already?" Rex asked instead, picking listlessly at his food, a lovely brown-grey mush with a healthy dollop of something... yellow?

"Echo's still stuck there, they found some weird rash on his lower back they wanted to inspect a bit more," Fives explained, picking his spoon and bravely taking a bit of his mush.

Next to him, Rex grimaced a little. "Sounds bad."

"Nah, First Aid was on duty. Echo's just pleased that he can be topless around him," Fives replied, forgetting that perhaps Echo didn't want their Captain to hear about him preening at a cute medic.

("You told him that?")

("Yeah, what about it?")

("Fives!")

Rex actually snorted at that, a little grin tilting a corner of his mouth, and Fives felt his heart skip a beat. Seeing the Captain smile despite the dark bruises beneath his eyes and the paleness of his skin really warmed Fives from head to toe. Even the brown-grey mush tasted a lot better than it had just a second ago.

Looking at Rex's tray, he realised that the other man had no drink with him.

"You need some water?" Fives asked, pointing at the empty spot on the tray.

Blinking, Rex looked down. "Huh. I swore I had some with me..." he muttered, the grin turning into a frown.

No, noo frowns, Fives cried mentally and quickly got up to his feet. "I'll get you water," he informed and before Rex could resist, Fives was marching towards the drink station.

His tired brain felt mighty pleased when he returned to Rex two minutes later, carefully holding a cup full of water.

"There you go, some nice cool water to quench your thirst," Fives declared with a grin as he placed his bounty on Rex's tray, and Rex was shaking his head but with a fond smile.

"Thank you, Fives," he said, picking up the cup and taking a sip.

"Anytime, Captain," Fives replied, feeling giddy as he got a second smile.

It was then that his sleepy but now happy-sleepy brain decided to screw Fives over because the next thing he knew, Fives was pressing a kiss on Rex's cheek, feeling the stubble covering it brushing against his lips.

Everything that happened after that took five seconds, max:

Someone choked in on their mush, hacking loudly.

Rex froze, water dripping on him when he forgot to swallow.

And Fives? Fives straightened himself like he'd been electrocuted.

"Uh..."

Slowly, Rex turned towards Fives, his eyes wide in shock but had Fives not been 0.2 seconds away from freaking out, he might've noticed a shimmer of hopefulness in them.

But the moment the five seconds hit its mark, Fives spun around and all but fled from the commissary, boots thudding against the metallic floors.

A second later, another set of boots hit the floor, pounding after the fleeing ARC trooper.

The two plates of brown-grey mush were left cooling down on their plates.

("Oh, so it's okay for you to laugh at me? Not cool, vod, so not cool.")

("You kind of deserve it, Fives. Escaping like that before a man can even say anything.")

("You're my boyfriend, shouldn't you be on my side?")

("I'm always on your side. Even when your sleepy brain decides it's OK to plant a kiss on the cheek of the man who's been crushing at you for months now.")

("Eww, you two knock that out, I don't want to see my vod and Captain necking like a pair of rathars in love.")

Continuing the thirst train in a second ask... 🤣 Hope you don't mind, but I think you don't. 🤣❤

Dat ass. 💁🏼‍♀️🍑

That sweet little smile... I can't... 🫠

✨Iconic✨

Sure babe. Tell me when and where... 😏

Okay, okay, I'll stop now. 🙈😂

WHY WHY OH WHY has this been sitting in my box for so long. HOW?!? Lady I'm sorry. I'm a mess and trash and unworthy for letting this collection of sexual energy languish.

The ass, the smile, the sass. All of it is incomparable. I'm in a bit of a post-holiday, job-searching, life-crossroads funk at the moment and you know what I need to do tonight?

RAGNAROK

Thank you for the inspiration, you're the best🤤🤭❤️

I thought that this detox/hiatus/whatever the fuck would last longer, but I'm a glutton for punishment and can't stay away from this hellsite no matter how hard I try. might be my abandonment issues. . . anyway, conversation for my therapist

thank you all for the nice asks, messages, reblogs, comments. I read them all, I promise you that! I know that the good out ways the bad, and I should've just been the bigger more mature person and not post that anon, but it just struck something with me.

I know that I can sometimes come across as a bitch or blunt, I know that believe me. I can be cold and heartless. It's a trauma response, but not an excuse. I have been working on myself for years with the help of medication, several types of therapies, support groups, you name it, I've probably tried it. I am a work in progress. If I have ever offended you, or pissed you off, or said something that hurt you, I truly, truly apologize. From the bottom of my heart, I am sorry.

The internet is a truly glorious and hideous place. I have met some many people that I would give up my whole savings account to meet. . . and I have met some that I would love to build a Time Machine and avoid.

I love that the TG fandom has made me friends, literally, all around the world. I love that TG has gotten me back into writing. I love it, I really do. . .But things need to change.

The vile, nasty hate that not have I been subjected to, but so have many others on here, needs to stop. It's truly alarming the things that you are saying to other human beings. It is not normal, it is not right, and I truly hope that you seek out professional help. If you are praying for nasty, vile, awful things to happen to another human, you need to be seeking professional help.

And to that anon, I really, really hope that you are having a better day/night/whatever than you were when you decided to come into my inbox and be mean. You don't know my story, and I don't know yours. So maybe, you were having a bad day, and needed to lash out at someone. I have bad days too, I know the feeling. But what you said was not okay, and I hope you know that. I hope that you know deep, down in your heart that what you said was wrong and gross, and you are getting help and having a better day.

as for me coming back and writing again. . . I really don't know. Like I said, I got abandonment issues so I can't say "no I'm done" or "yes I'm back". I have been wanting to step away for a bit and just slow down on my writing. I feel like everything I have put out lately has been total shit, so I'm gonna take this time to just write and not worry about posting. I am almost done with this semester from hell, and I can taste the summer air. Maybe once I'm done with school, I'll throw a party and get back into the swing of things.

I really would love this summer to be like last summer. Where the dash was full of us thirsting over lil fictional pilots flying lil planes. I hate seeing drama. I hate seeing hate. I hate seeing writers and creators beg and plead for reblogs and interactions. I hate it and I hope things change heading into the summer.

alright, enough, rambling.

long story short, I'll be around, lurking in the shadows like I usually am.

I love you all,

-Grace:)

thoughts about sundress + no panties season with your faves? 👀

Good one!!

Yandere Thirsts! Dark Content!

Okay so I'll only list a few cause I love so many:

Chrollo would be possible the most reserved (besides illumi). It's not he doesn't like it, but he's a calculated man. Doesn't want to tackle you down to the ground. Would rather tease you, play with you a bit. May even make you regret your decision. Hands creeping down your leg and under your dress when you two are out for dinner. About to let everyone know what you two are up to if you don't keep quiet. Whispering in your ear how good you look, how if he wanted to he could just take you right there and then. Chrollo is living off of how you react to his advances and touches more than anything.

Uvogin is a beast when it comes to you. Just a man that loves to fuck. Usually clothing isn't an issue for him, anything is easy to rip. But the fact you're wearing no underwear on purpose and a dress that is so easy to lift. It's a blessing to him! A miracle! Something he's waited for, for so long. He's feral, uses it to his advantage every moment he can. Has his hands between your legs most of the time. Almost crying when you try to push his hands away. Though you both know when he gets tired of playing he can easily have his way. Let's just say he's gonna put up a fight when the season is over.

Illumi is....well confused at first. I don't see him as being a very sexual being before he meets you. So he may not be well versed in these actions and why. But once he does, he decides to indulge in it. Leading you away from crowds to have some fun. Letting his hands linger on your waist and ass. I think he's more enjoying that it's there if he wants. Also that to him, it means you want him like he wants you.

Todo is a man who is obsessed with you. Obsessed and makes it well known. The sundress and no panties mix drives him up the wall. He's already so happy about the sundresses, jokes saying they show off your body so well and it allows easy access. He didn't think you'd take that comment seriously, but here you were. In a cute sundress without any underwear. Can go two ways-1. Almost faints at it, just fucking nose bleed when you tell him. Or 2. Becomes a monster, not as bad as uvogin, but still bad. He may even do both, faint then get up and fuck you like crazy. You're lucky if you get out of the house.

Nanami is confused, it takes him a whole for him to understand. Now because he doesn't know why, oh he knows. It's more because he sees it as foolish and a bit dangerous. What if a gust of wind comes? Then everyone will see you bare, everyone will see what should be only for his eyes. That part makes him hesitant. Keeps you inside till you agree to change. Even if he sees it as impractical for outside, he won't lie he's obsessed with it when you're inside your shared apartment.

Aizawa, another man who sees it as impractical more than anything. Don't get me wrong, he smirks at the idea of it. Enjoying the thought of it. That he could simply lift your dress and you'd be ready for him. But his hero status is stopping him from doing it in public, if he even let's you out. Will probably stop you and tell you to change if he finds out about it. From there on, he'll lift up any dress you wear to double check. Is it to make sure you're wearing something under, or to see more of you? Who knows.

Present Mic is a man who loves these things. Loves teasing, leading each other on, so this is just perfect for him. You're lucky if you leave the house. As soon as he realizes he's just crazy, dragging you to the bedroom, to the kitchen to bend you over the counters. It just doesn't matter, he just needs you. From now on, he may insist you start wearing underwear less. After all, it just makes things easier, especially when he gets to see him cum run down your leg.

Shigaraki doesn't completely understand it at first. It's impractical to him, it would be so easy for a slip up to happen. Especially in your shorter dresses. I think it would take you wearing them in the house, bending over and giving him a great view, for him to understand. To finally get why it's so great. He becomes a creep, lifting up your dresses all the time. No matter who's around. Wondering if you're wearing anything under. He becomes a little menace, hands lifting your dresses even if you're talking to someone else. Asking you if you're wearing anything with others around. If you are, he asks why as yesterday you didn't when you guys went out. Loud enough for others to hear. He mainly becomes more annoying about it. However, he will fuck you, that he does in private though.

MR. STREAMER ALERT! || CP.3

" I guess I can stay for a bit, until the rain stops though " he sigh in defeat, but face the man again " Mind if I borrow your shower? I want to take a bit break with the water "

" Sure? Do you want to borrow my clothes by any chance? " Cyno then take Tighnari's bag. " I have a spare room, if you want to stay for the night. I don't mind having you around "

" Well, then it decides then, I will stay for a night. I do need a new fresh pair of clothes though, I will clean them and give them back to you tomorrow ", Tighnari smiles to Cyno with made him flinched.

' Damn, you are so adorable, please don't do that to me, Nari ' Cyno thought himself.

" Okay then, the bathroom on the left, I'll be at my room " Cyno then walk to his room with the bag.

Tighnari just sigh again and walk himself to the bathroom. His eyes are blessed by how well decorated and clean the bathroom is. Who is he to judge, Cyno is wealthy after all!

" Oh my god, this is my kind of dream! " Tighnari squeaks, tail's wagging excitedly.

' Wait, I'm not here for fun, I'm just want to have a nice shower ', he face palms himself.

' Well, I will put my clothes here first then '

Tighnari slowly undress himself, his small waist showing around. Standing naked around the chilled room himself, he turn on the hot shower. As the water slowly drop on his white pale skin, the man himself hums a random song. He slowly open his eyes to enjoy the heat and smile to himself, calmly.

' This is so nice. I wish I can stay here forever '

" Nari, my love. I'm here with your clothes, can I come in? " Cyno standing outside the bathroom, only the door standing between him and the naked fennec.

" Stop with the nickname, Cyno. You can just put the clothes outside. Don't come in or I swear, I will bite your neck off! "

" Not a bad idea... My, my... " Cyno smirks and chuckle himself " I'm coming in "

" Wait! " the door open and Cyno look at the fennec who is covering his lower body with his tail, blushing to him. " I... I told you not to come in! Why would you come! Now, get out! " Tighnari pull the curtain to cover his body.

" F-Fuck! I'm sorry! " Cyno ran out the bathroom and went to his room, panting like he ran a marathon.

' D-Damn, is that what I could've see if I get to talk to him earlier... I am surely not going to let him go. He's perfect... ' Cyno smiling to himself ' Fuck! I forgot that I have to stream today! ' Cyno quickly close his door shut and open Twitch and starts streaming.

" Hi, it's Mahamantra Live, sorry that I didn't stream earlier! I was, doing something.... " Cyno huffed and the chat was immediately flooded with fans.

[ $1K Donated by @MahamantraFan05

— Why are you late for 10 minutes today? ]

Cyno just slightly smile to the camera and say,

" I have to do something earlier, so yeah, that's why "

[ $5K Donated by @SussyMahamantra69

— What are you streaming today? Am I late? ]

" No, uh... I don't wanna say your name, but I actually just start the stream. I haven't choose anything to play yet "

[ $500 Donated by @Haitham'sWife

— Oh? Play Minecraft? ,]

" Sure, why not? Anyways, I will put my headphones on now, so, I can't hear any donations come out from the chat ok? "

The chat filled with 'OK's' and lot of thirst messages to him which is actually a weird thing to get as a streamer.

" Ok then, you all Jackals, I'll be on Bedwars, feel free to come ", Cyno then adjusting his camera and waiting for his Minecraft to load.

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Tighnari finally finished with his beauty shower and changed to Cyno's hoodie and shorts. Standing near the mirror, he stare to his reflection from head to toe, Tighnari swirling around to look at himself.

' Why is it look, cute in me? This oversized hoodie does feel great. How big is this guy even is? I know he is taller than me, that's for sure. But, wait... If he have a big body and tall, he must have a big d— WAIT! I SHOULDN'T THINK THIS WAY!? ' Tighnari then slowly walk to the designated room for him to stay and find out that his bag is nowhere to be find.

" Eh? Didn't he say he's going to put it here? " Tighnari talk to himself then slowly walk to Cyno's room. He calmly knock the door, but no respond. Only Cyno who is screaming ' Die! ' and ' GG '. Again, he knock, still no response.

" Hey! Cyno! It's Tighnari! I want my bag, please? ", Still no response. " I'm coming in "

And shocked, Tighnari just froze to look that Cyno is streaming with the face cam on, focusing to his side, which made the chat able to see him. Panicked, Tighnari then shout,

" Cyno! " which made the man stare at him.

Tighnari little sweater paw melts his soul and then he shook his head to see, Tighnari actually trying to hide from the camera. " Nari, my love. Come here! "

" Oh shut up! You didn't tell me that you are streaming! "

" My, what with the attitude "

" I want my bag... "

Cyno quits Bedwars and walk towards Tighnari, with his bag. " Come here, I need to talk " Cyno drag him out the room, leaving his stream on.

Chat went wild and Cyno's donations is non stop beeping after seeing Tighnari.

- WHO IS THATS HOT GUY?!

- he so cute...

- Isn't he one of my uni-mate?

- MAHAMANTRA HAD A LOVER, NOOOOOOO

Pinned by the wall, Tighnari nervous ask him.

" W-What do you want to talk about? "

" The chat saw you, and I accidentally called you by the petnames.. urgh, so, you have to pretend to be my lover from now on.. " Cyno smirks. " Don't worry, Nari. I'll not give you to other people... "

" This is ridiculous! It just a misunderstanding! You can't just let your fans control you! "

" But, I always told my fans that I was in love with you, Nari... "

" The hell? What do you mean by that then? "

" I have been in love with you, Nari.. And you should too... Please ... " Cyno cupped the other man face, almost trying to kiss him. " Fuck, you are so adorable in my clothes... "

" I-I can try! But please, I don't want any of your fans to attack me! "

" Sure, don't worry... " Cyno then brightly smile to him. " Cash—ew later, baby... I have a stream to do "

Tighnari still froze, then blush appears on his face.

' I can't believe I accepted that! '

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Yeah, I thought I can make a smut here, but no lol

Chp1