#and i def feel embarrassed ab how long it is
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*･ﾟ✧ Choso Being Sensitive
tags: virgin! choso, fem! reader, very short ramble, crying (choso), nicknames (baby), squirting
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a/n: choso who cries when he cums inside you,,,,yeah,,, not very long but ill def write more of this in the future bc choso lives in my head 24/7
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⋆｡˚ ♡ Choso was incredibly inexperienced, something he never bothered to worry about before he got together with you.
It's not like he was clueless, of course, he knew the basics of sex and that a lot of the acts were learnt in the moment with your partner, and none of that knowledge ever mattered. Until right now.
Right now, where he was thrusting into you with a sloppy and shaking pace, groans and cries of your name almost being punched out of his gut with how good every thrust inside you felt. He was so ashamed, so embarrassed about how his body seemed to go against what he wanted. Trembling, making noises without his permission, unable to keep at the fast and hard pace he wanted to fuck you from how overwhelming your pussy felt.
"Oh- my god- baby, please, baby, i- oh god-" Every time he tried to speak, either whispering dirty talk into your ear or tell you how wonderful you were doing, all devolved into those filthy mashed together chants of your name and prayers to a God he hoped never met him. He didn't need anything more pure than what he had with you.
Your hands on his face was the only thing that could clear his mind, even for a moment so he could get a good look at you.
And Lord did you look delicious. With your hair splayed across the pillows, your perfect and bruise covered tits bouncing to the rhythm of his body against yours, and with your gorgeous eyes rolled back. With a sight like that, there was no hope he could last much longer.
His thumb lowered down to your clit, hurriedly stroking the underside of it while he felt your pussy be stretched taut from his cock. "C-close, close, please-" He scrambled out, lowering his head as his body lit with new found sensitivity. His abs felt like they were on fire from the constant movement, but there was no way he could stop. Even if he tried. He whimpered, feeling his eyes start burning as he got closer to his orgasm. Everything was so much, feeling your thighs shake against his waist and watching your hands cling onto anything that you could.
He could feel how close you were, your wetness flowing down to his balls like the tears forming and cascading down his cheeks. You were so good, so good, so so good, he couldn't, he needed to cum inside you, he needed you, more than he could ever hope to say aloud.
"Gon-na cum- fuck, oh god, yes, yes, just like that, fucking cum for me, please baby please yes yes yes yes-" He rambled out as he felt you rapidly throb around his cock, squirting against his thigh and the mattress beneath you two. He came almost immediately afterwards, a hand covering his mouth as he came hard and deep inside you. "Y-es, yes, yes yes, ohh goddd" he mumbled out, his voice acting on its own accord while he rested his heavy body down against you.
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Can you do lesbian fluff (or smut) for the aot girls????
lesbian relationship hcs w aot girls
nsfw & sfw
w: annie, mikasa, sasha,
annie:
☆ very introverted obvi, but she can actually be very extroverted w her s/o
☆ prefers cute dates at food places like bakeries or sushi restaurants
☆ loves when her s/o makes her sweets
☆ for gifts i feel like she writes things, like letters or poems maybe even a song (probably too embarrassed to sing though)
☆ not the most affectionate but when she is she’s a lot, like a lil puppy dog
☆ sleeps a lot, she sleeps all over her s/o
she falls asleep on their lap, shoulders, stomach i feel like she’s a really sleepy girl
☆ likes hearing her s/o’s stories and adventures
she likes giving her input and opinions
☆ wears ur hoodies maybe bcs she likes the smell, maybe bcs their comfier, maybe bcs she likes bugging you
☆ gets flustered when you even show that you think abt her
☆ actually anything you do makes her flustered deep down
☆ takes turns w u giving back massages
☆ forcefully takes you w her to the gym
you don’t even have to work out but she still wants you there
☆ she lets you touch her abs, even though she finds it odd
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♡ she’s more dominant BUT she can be more subby depending on how she’s feeling
♡ loud
♡ likes scissoring
♡ when she is feeling submissive she likes when her s/o eats her out
♡ owns a good amount of sex toys, she bought them really for you
♡ very great stamina
♡ can last a few rounds before getting overstimulated and tired
mikasa:
☆ little spoon when sleeping
☆ very introverted even with her s/o
☆ likes quite and secluded dates, like a picnic
☆ likes when you take photos of her but she doesn’t like for the whole world to see them
☆ makes things for her s/o
something as small as cookies or as big as a crocheted sweater
☆ type of gf who would share a milkshake willingly
☆ super cuddly and warm
☆ remembers lots of things abt you, some things you’d render “useless”
like you had a hamster named zunie in 5th grade
☆ has a playlist of songs that make her think of u
☆ let’s you pick out her outfits sometimes
☆ keeps all the plushies you’ve ever bought her
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♡ sub
♡ whimpers and whines
♡ holds you very tightly
♡ sometimes she lowkey gets all somber and sad during sex whispering stuff like “please don’t leave me ever”
♡ sex is very intimate w her
♡ squirter
♡ when she is giving to her s/o she literally eats pussy like a starved woman
sasha:
☆ naggy loud gf
it’s very sweet though
☆ shows her s/o a lot of love…. a lot
she gives you wet kisses and blows raspberries into your tummy
☆ you guys alr know she likes dates at restaurants but i feel like she’d also like people watching, feeding ducks, or the movies. she likes fun stuff
☆ never a dull moment with her
☆ sleeps wildly, sometimes you just gotta sleep on the couch. she probably snores too.
☆ she’s the type to post all pictures of you for the world to see. ALL
☆ makes slideshows on stuff like why she thinks you guys should buy a roomba
☆ forces u to do couplely things like match outfits
☆ buys corny cards for holidays
“you’re purrfecf for me! love, sash”
☆ play wrestles
takes it way too far. she jumps off the couch and tries to body slam you
☆ if you have bigger boobs just know she’s not gonna leave em alone
she lies on them to sleep and she always just touches them and gropes them
she makes “jokes” about you breastfeeding her and calling you mommy (it’s not really a joke)
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♡ def calls you mommy in bed regardless of chest size
♡ with all the eating she does she’s gotta be able to eat pussy
♡ vv whiny
♡ sub
♡ cant last longer than around 2 minutes
♡ will literally touch herself right next to u in bed while you’re sleep
♡ puts whipped cream on your body and licks and eats it off
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a/n: i am SO sorry this took so long, i literally got stuck and was gonna try and make this one super duper long but i gave up on it and finished it last .°(ಗдಗ。)° . i hope u enjoy it n’ if there’s another character u wanna see u can request it! <333
#umeswritin!~#aot imagines#aot hcs#aot x female reader#aot x reader smut#aot smut#annie leonhardt x reader#snk annie#annie aot smut#annie snk#mikasa headcanons#mikasa x reader#mikasa smut#snk mikasa#sasha aot#sasha x reader#sasha smut aot#sasha braus x reader#sasha braus smut#sasha braus headcanons#wlw smut
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AIB Headcanons!!
Basically just different characters headcanons, not much else
SFW/NSFW
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Chishiya:
SFW-
He isn’t one for physical touch but he does like forehead kisses
PLAY WITH HIS HAIR. its fried and crunchy but its the most soothing thing on the planet
After a long day: expect shoulder rubs
He knows how to cook but doesn’t like to (he will if you ask)
Loves giving gifts even if he’d never admit it
Takes MONTHS to say he loves you but does little things to make sure you know anyway (little actions, things here and there, and tapping your wrist when holding hands)
He gives demi vibes so he def prefers talking more than anything (he definitely doesn’t have a poorly written list of all the things you like yes this man has that shitty doctor handwriting)
Holds your hands, your bags, you. He likes holding things but he’s rly not that strong
Likes playing minecraft with you and having your little minecraft beds together
NSFW-
He’s very vanilla.
Literally not much else to it, he’s not shy in bed but again: I HC him being demi so it would probably be a while before you’re this intimate together
He’s so gentle, doesn’t want to hurt you or be hurt
He likes morning sex.
Switch but top leaning
For aftercare: He likes to watch movies with you and make you your comfort food and maybe some tea or coffee
Gets you chocolate milk if you like it so that you can have some energy
Kuina:
SFW-
She likes to cuddle you but it took a while for her to hug you early on
Def likes holding your hands, kissing your hands, anything with hand contact is the best
Her favorite kind of date is watching movies either at home in a blanket fort you built together or at the movies
She likes to do yoga with you
She feels very spiritual to me so she would probably make you a crystal necklace or bracelet for you
MATCHING RINGS.
She loves to sit with you at the end of a long day and gossip ab work or life or literally anything (muy chismosa)
She took you to meet her mom after your 6mo together (her mother was so excited, embarrassing Kuina by talking ab how much she would talk ab you)
NSFW-
Also very vanilla but is open to trying anything you bring up
She doesn’t like to get undressed completely but does like to wear fancy bras
Scared to give up full control but once she trusts you a lot she gives it up more
Aftercare mostly consists of silet cuddles, sweet nothings, and braiding your hair
Kyuma:
SFW-
Loves it when you hang out together before/after his shows
The band loves you, always bringing you on tour
Kyuma gets a little jealous easily so he tends to always be around you or have an arm around your shoulder
Wear his clothes. He melts.
He def likes cuddling and getting you gifts, you have matching bracelets he bought on tour for your anniversary
He mostly chills either shirtless or completely naked in the tour bus and at home but didn’t until a few months into your relationship
He keeps trying to get your permission to tattoo your name on his back
NSFW-
Man’s kinky
He likes all kinds of toys or turn ons but lingerie and handcuffs are his favorite
He also likes to do it anywhere, anyway, anyhow
He’s loud too. Like deaf for days loud.
He enjoys showering together, rubbing soap into your hair and feeling the water snake between your bodies
Aftercare is gentle, a nice warm bath for you with bubbles and candles, getting takeout and cuddling together
Chota:
SFW-
He likes to bring you coffee and sweets, always going on mini dates when he gets a break from work
He enjoys picknics and reading books in the library together
He also likes it when you play with his hair while he lays his head in your lap
He likes going to the movies but only kiddy cartoons
He doesn’t like it when Karube and Arisu are being bad, stinky influences
He’s fr like a tiny dog
NSFW-
The man was a virgin up until Shibuki…he doesn’t know shit when you two become more intimate
But he quickly discovers he likes to worship you and kiss all over your skin
He’s so gentle and always smiling at you, taking small pauses in between to kiss you
Aftercare is top tier, somehow his virgin ass is a master at making you feel safe and comfortable after
He does anything and everything that you ask of him, as long as you’re happy
Need I repeat: tiny dog
Ann:
SFW-
She is similar to Chishiya in the sense of she’s not much for physical affection but def likes buying you gifts
She is super intimidating and gets jealous so easily
She loves to just stand eerily behind you in public settings where she thinks people will try and hit on you
In private, she loves cuddling you and kissing your head, being super gentle
Her job is stressful so being in your arms is the most comforting thing in the world
She likes cooking for you, too
NSFW-
Oh god. Its fun.
She’s really dominant and has one too many toys to mess with every sensitive spot on your body
Her knowledge of anatomy helps her to…enhance your experience
She enjoys control and teasing but also overstimulation which is an…interesting combination
Aftercare is prime, she loves to bathe you and cuddle you and wrap you in a large hoodie
She will order your favorite kind of food and make sure you’re all pampered
If she’s having an especially rough day, she likes it when you comb your fingers through her hair and talk to her gently
Karube:
SFW-
This man is so gentle and does everything to worship and praise you
He smokes and drinks a lot but if you don’t like that then he’ll stop around you and won’t even mention it
He loves cuddling you, hugging you, and kissing you
He lets you dye his hair random colors but rinses it out in a week
He absolutely brags about you to his friends and regulars at the bar
NSFW-
Holy mother of Mary this man is a GOD in bed
He knows how to pleasure anyone
He will gobble you up like it’s his last meal and will make it last
He def loves it when you are a brat just so he can punish you in different manners
He likes to try new things with you but loves long sessions
Aftercare is all about making sure both of you are comfortable so he does just that
#sfw headcanons#headcannons#aib headcanons#alice in borderland#kuina alice in borderland#chishiya alice in borderland#chota alice in borderland#karube alice in borderland#ann alice in borderland#alice in borderland s2#aib kyuma#not sfw
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Not a single day goes by in which I don’t think ab ‘waste me’ omg,,,, you have me HOOKED like??? Like omg im a sucker for interesting dynamics and Leon and Reader’s relationship is SOO good (not healthy, but I mean in like terms of interest LOL).
I wonder what would happen if, hypothetically, (assuming that Leon and reader have been meeting up more frequently) reader’s self esteem continued to steadily plummet until she can’t even bring herself to think positively at all. Like one of those days she can’t even manipulate herself to be happy, esp for Leon.
A day that she questions herself and all that. Anyways, it gets so bad that she shuts down completely, like shut off from the world and herself type of bad, unable to bring herself to seek out Leon because of insecurity and guilt. (I like to think that deep down she’s self aware of how Leon thinks of her, but chooses to ignore it and be delusional. Other times it could just be actual delusion LOL).
But my question is, would Leon even care? Like I know he’s not complete scum of the earth or evil, and he def feels bad for what he did. But would he just up and forget about her and move on, or like try to do something but ultimately it ends up in failure?? :33 Methinks that in the early stages (like when they went out to dinner for the first time) he’d def leave her. But if their meetings continued, I wonder if he could bring himself to muster up at least a sliver of genuine sympathy or worry,,,
Sorry I send such long stuff sometimes but like UR WORKS are just too GOOD omg,, I hope it doesn’t annoy you!! <33 Also hopefully this makes sense 😭 I wuz gonnna write more but it was already so long so I was like omgg noo,,, I just like to dig into things a lot LOL
HII gosh ur not annoying at all it’s fun to read them n it means so much to me that u actually like it enough!!! <3 gonna put this under the cut :3
i think with leon he’s driven entirely by guilt. he has so much guilt that’s built up. like survivors guilt, guilt towards claire and sherry, towards ada. he’s one of those people that blame everything on themself and he beats himself up over shit that’s completely out of his control! but with reader he did that to them out of his own will, i think guilt would tie him down to them quicker than them being obsessive towards him!
and also i think he’s a total loser and he secretly appreciates the boost they give to his ego 😭 they don’t meet often, he’s a busy guy, but reader is like always so willing to come out whenever he asks. and it’s so strange to leon that someone is accommodating to his needs, to when he’s available and he’s not being told what to do where to go, it’s all up to him. i think he would genuinely start to like reader for those reasons. like they wear their heart on their sleeve and are so earnest in the way they feel about him, so open that he finds it a little embarrassing.
so if they did begin to shut even him out, he’d be fucking tweaking omg. and he totally blames it on himself, it’s bc of what he did to them, he raped them and they finally get that it’s wrong and now he’s being shut out. but it’s totally not that, readers just self-destructive and hyper-aware of everything ever, they know when he’s getting pissed off, know when he’s upset, know when to give him space even if they’re clingy :3 and like they know most of all that leon doesn’t actually like them? he’s there bc he feels like he has no one else and bc he’s guilty and bc reader is the only one lonely enough to put up with his bs :3
i think in response to them shutting down he would also shut down in a way? he doesn’t know how to talk to people so he wouldn’t be able to do that, and their relationship isn’t..? they don’t talk ab their feelings, they both neglect feelings until it all builds up and blows up. leon doesn’t know how to comfort them physically bc he feels uncomfortable treating them like a partner if that makes sense? they’re having casual sex but he’s grown dependent on that company! sorry if this doesn’t answer ur question omg i think I am just rambling 😭😭😭
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not a request but i just wanna share that i went to the hair salon today to get my hair colored and while i was waiting and daydreaming and everything i couldn’t help but wonder if kishimoto has hair routine and all that i mean his hair is long so i guess he might be taking extra care of it or something haha
p.s. speaking of hair,, kiyota’s on top of my fave sd boys list bc of his hair like it looks so fluffy and soft i want to pat it 😔🫶
Omg I’ve gotten things like this about kishimoto’s hair before. Kiyota’s hair is also nice too, like its so thick. Since some others asked ab kishimoto’s hair ill jus do hcs for it
kishimoto’s haircare
Lowkey his hair is one of my favs in the series
Based on how he be acting I wouldn’t consider him the type to do haircare type shi but look how nice his hair is?? Like the dude doesnt have a single knot
He def has curly hair products idc what anybody says. Like boy def checks the product to see if its good for him. He’d be the type to go to Sephora just to buy from the haircare section LMAOOOO
I think he would be discreet about it. He wouldn’t really talk about what he does with his hair cause “he wouldn’t want to seem like he’s gay”. If anybody asked what he uses for his hair he’d jus say “water”
He def wakes up early to take a shower and do his hair LMAOO like he’d run late cause he was having a bad hairday type shi
He goes to the salon to get occasional trims. Lowkey I think he likes his hair long, if a barber asked him if he wanted a short cut he’d be like “hell no” 💀
If he gets a gf, I feel like he’d brush her hair and maybe braid it. HED BE SO EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT THO LIKE HE AINT TELLING NONE HIS FRIENDS ABOUT THAT
#kishimoto#slam dunk#スラムダンク#headcanon#slam dunk anime#anime and manga#toyotama#blog#rukawa#haircare#minori kishimoto#minori
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HI ELLIE OKAY I JUST FINISHED TTPD AND I AHVE OPINIONS 😭 first half of the album was ehh idk how to feel abt fortnight considering it’s the single for this album I think it was good not that good though it wasn’t amazing like lavender haze I really loved ttpd (the song) I think my boy only breaks his favorite toys were good but so long London was a HUGE disappointed I think we all hyped it up so much and we all ended up getting disappointed because it wasn’t what we wanted or expected but daddy I love him WAS SO GOOD especially the lyric Where it goes “I’m having his baby no I’m not,but you should see your faces” GAGEDDD I WAS GAGED I also really liked fresh out of the slammer especially the kind banging sounds ik it wasn’t banging but bear w me 😭😭 guys English isn’t my language you can’t blame me fr 😂😂 who’s afraid of little old me WAS SO GOOOD and I can do it with a broken heart especially when she goes “I’m so depressed I act like it’s my birthday everyday Im so obsessed with him but he avoids me like plague” and the upbeat music makes it so much better the anothology was so much better then the normal version definitely really loved the black dog that song really stood out to me imgonnagetyouback WAS SO GOOD I saved that one I hate it here was also really good 😭 thanK you aIMee THE SHADE THROWN AT KIM ?? Taylor mother fucking swift did it AGAINNN 😭😭🤞🏻 she ate her up so bad if I was Kim I would be so embarrassed rn 😭☠️ Cassandra also stood out to me I think this was abt the kimye situation Robin was ehh I think it’s a grower for me honestly but the Bolter and the manuscript were pretty good as if noe I think I’ll probably enjoy the album way more if I just listen to it more a little disappointing but that’s fine cuz there were amazing tracks on here and tbh I am not mad at it now I just need to watch the fortnight music video but I’m too overwhelmed rn so I need a break a little 🥲 now I’m just probably gonna wait for Somone to break down the tracks and point out the hidden clues in the mv 😭😭☠️
hiii bb omg your opinions are pretty much exactly mine LOL <333
yeahh i agree w you, w midnights lavendar haze was likee....it set the TONE for the album yknow hahaha. i remember first listen for it n i was like aight im locking in after hearing that. but i heard fortnight n was like...ehhh i hope it gets better. i liked ttpd too i thought it was lyrically p good song plus the line ab the ring omg i was gagged. yea SLL was disappointtinggg i was rlly looking forward to that one ripping my heart out LOL but it...didn't
"but daddy I love him WAS SO GOOD especially the lyric Where it goes “I’m having his baby no I’m not,but you should see your faces” GAGEDDD I WAS GAGED"
HELP SAME HAHAHA I WAS WATCHING A BUNCH OF TIKTOKS YESTERYDAY OF PPL REACTING TO THAT LYRIC AND IT'S SO FUNNY xD tbh when i first heard it it didn't really sink in for me so i was just vibin w it but then i was like damn. imagine if she announced to the world she was pregnant through a song like that ahhah i was shocked when i heard it again in second chorus. she was so insane for that
agghh idk 'who's afraid of little old me' and 'i can do it w a broken heart' were big time misses for me lol i haven't listened to them again since first listen but it's just cuz i don't really like those kinds of songs from her (specifically referring to the lyricism on these ones) but idkkk i could just be a hater LOL cuz my friends rly liked icdiwabh but it might grow on me, we'll see,, it's def catchy!! kinda silly but she kept it so real
YESSS i think the black dog is in my top three from album :'') i had it on repeat driving to work yesterday and i cried ??? w every listen ??? idk something ab the end of the bridge where she holds the note on "old habits die screaming" omg i sob. and i'mgonnagetyouback was also SO GOOD i think that song is the type of edgy ts lyricism i enjoy (as opposed to icdiwabh & who's afraid of lil old me)
THENK YOU AIMEE WAS WILDDD i think that's the song that had me the MOST GAGGED BC GAT DAYUM. the part where she alludes that kim's kids will be coming home from school singing songs that SHE WROTE that only the two of them know are throwing shade at kim plsss. that's wild n i'm so glad she had the balls to release that song hahah good for her
i also really liked clara bow, the part where she said "you look like taylor swift" alluding to how someday she too will be gone n only remembered for her legacy was wilddd n made me emotional ngl. also i lovedd peter too def in my top three too. also loml is probs my fave
sameee i haven't watched the new mv yet haha i think i might stream it on tv later tonight. sorryyy bb that' you're overwhelemd hope you're taking care of yurself n that your exams szn is going okay!! <33 ty for sharing your thoughts w me
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Hello! I was wondering if you’d be okay with writhing burping headcanons of VM ! Like how each would do it / how much etc
Oooooh ur speaking my language anon
THIS IS KINK CONTENT, DNI IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT
PERCY
Percy’s a super embarrassed burper
Like he’ll do absolutely everything he can to conceal/muffle it if he absolutely HAS to burp in front of someone
Unfortunately for Percy he actually burps kind of a lot 😭
Pretty much all of the gas in his body manifests that way
He also has a bit of a sensitive stomach (rich boy lol) and whenever something fucks with his system he kinda just has to burp until he feels better
Most of his burps are closed mouth burps or are otherwise muffled behind his fist
And he always follows them with a “pardon me” or an “oh dear, please do excuse me”
His burps are surprisingly pretty deep
Like really really bassy
They sound like they should be coming out of someone way bigger than he is
He’s also totally the type to burp into his napkin (shoutout to my friend for telling me ab this one bc I haven’t stopped talking about it since)
He’s definitely lactose intolerant (once again, rich boy tummy)
Vax for sure teases Percy every time he hears him burp
He gets really grossed out if he can taste the last thing he ate when he burps
Sometimes Vax (because his love language is physical touch) will like get drunk and hug his friends
Except when he does that he almost always pushes a burp out of Percy
VAX
I’ve actually already done hcs for vax here :)
His cheeks puff out right before he burps
His burps are also like
Really long
Like comically so
Luckily for him he really doesn’t give a fuck if he burps in front of the others
Save for Keyleth
But even then he definitely doesn’t care about burping in front of her as much as she cares about burping in front of him
He gets really hiccupy when he’s drunk
And that makes the super chest rattling belches roll out of him
Percy definitely scolds him about “manners” all the time
Vex definitely also smacks him for being gross
VEX
I mean if we’re going based off of her VA/Player’s burping ability then she can absolutely out-belch both her brother as well as her husband
Hers are super fucking chesty
Like they sound like they come from so deep in her stomach every single time
she pushes her chest out a little bit when it’s a big one
Vex doesn’t burp all that often but when she does she really goes for the record
Her burps tend to shock everyone around her too
They don’t expect such a grotesque sound to come from someone so visibly beautiful and dignified
I wouldn’t say she gets embarrassed really
She definitely takes it in stride
I feel like she’ll delicately cover her mouth with her fingers and release a belch that sounds like it should be coming out of Grog
Her ability thoroughly shocks Percy every time though
KEYLETH
Very “cute” burps
Not small but like
I have a video:
Also like idk if kombucha exists in exandria but Keyleth with kombucha burps >>>>
She gets pretty embarrassed towards the beginning
And I feel like most of her burps are accidental too
Like they just slip out of her with no warning
She’s definitely the type to apologize when she burps
I feel like after awhile she’d get more comfortable but she’d still be kinda apprehensive about burping in front of Vax
She definitely feels more comfortable around just Percy though, being his best friend and all
She sighs after she burps
PIKE
I feel like Pike also has really chesty burps
They’re like proper belches
And she’s also super loud and proud about it
If she has to burp she’s gonna burp
Plus she grew up with Grog so
Despite that I feel like she CAN turn on the manners when she really needs to but otherwise she really doesn’t bother
Pike’s totally the type to smack herself on the chest to get a burp out
She and Grog for sure have contests too
She for sure laughs and goes “nice” when she lets out a really good one
SCANLAN
He honestly probably has a thing for burps (he’s so real)
He also definitely loses it a little bit when Pike burps around him
Like it genuinely drives him so wild (once again, he’s so real)
As for his own burps I feel like they’re pretty average
He definitely doesn’t really do anything to suppress or try to hide them
He doesn’t really acknowledge them when it happens
He’s the type that kinda like… burps out of the side of his mouth if that makes sense
GROG
So he’s the one that we have the most material for in canon
He burps all the time and super super loud
Like the biggest most earthquakey belches you can imagine
And he does them with absolute no warning and no remorse
He thinks they’re funny
That being said he will sorta “oops sorry” whenever Percy scolds him for being gross
BONUS:
GILMORE
He has the most guttural and vile sounding burps ever bro
Like suuuuuuuper belchy
My friend and I both agree that he’s totally a freak too, he’d be into it
He’s super flirty with it too
(I need him to marry me rn)
#i finished this at 5:43 am#burping#eructophilia#belching#the legend of vox machina#critical role#percy de rolo#vax’ildan#vex’ahlia#keyleth#pike trickfoot#scanlan shorthalt#grog strongjaw#shaun gilmore
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hiya ess!👋
ur completely correct. fics based on taylor songs are superior theres just a certain... je ne sais quoi about them. chefs kiss.
and yes! cameron from 10 things i hate ab you! get urself a man who learns french for you and settle for nothing less.
fic rec! take a shot of holy water by pinkpalaceapartments (wolfstar dorlene & jily fleabag au)
tay time! sparks fly, style, & all you had to do was stay🌟
chatting time<3
i know. people thinking the trojan horse was real still baffles me especially since theyre in an UPPER LEVEL classics course. like how do you go through uni reading and learning about the trojan war and the fact that its a FICTIONAL POEM and not a historical account & still think its real. i mean i get it. i wish it was real too.
little women 2019 my beloved <3 forever obsessed with timmy as laurie and flo as amy.
and GOD i know americans can be just. so irritating. you can always tell when tourists are american because theyre SO LOUD! and the stonehenge comment? HUH? they baffle me sometimes.
and omg another cat named pixie! i guess all cats named pixie are just. heinous bitches. buts its okay because theyre cute<3
and ty for the percy/pansy fic rec ill add to my tbr <3 excited to read about them.
u know maybe killing remus is for the best. especially if youre marrying sirius i think that itself would do him in anyways.
the incest chronicles are def super long & honestly, the first main installment of the series is kinda bland in comparison to the prequels and sequels which makes it feel inaccessible bc you have to struggle through the first 6 big ass books but i promise its worth it. ive begged my friends to read it but they all refuse bc its just SO long and you know what. fair!
and yes i recommend reading the book first. i watch the movie only so i can stare at ben barnes and go "hey it's sirius" every 2 mins.
drunk procrastinators!! my bff: dont you have a paper due tomorrow? me, half a bottle of wine down & definitely has a paper due tomorrow: no
omg the scene for the quaffle & the snitch??? best believe i Will be reading.
apple turnovers for breakfast sounds so good. now im craving one.
and 4 tubs of butter?? hey i mean the drunk heart wants what it wants.
PLUTO<3 when was younger & learned that pluto was classified as a dwarf planet and not a planet i actually cried. she doesnt deserve that💔
im glad you at least got pizza out that situation. pizza can help ease the pain of any mortifying embarrassment.
and dancing in the kitchen with wine & jazz? so real. thats like, peak humanity.
yes poutine is SO good. i wont take any slander from americans who eat jello salad (to be fair i think they sell that in canada too</3... i really dont think its popular here thank god)
barty as a ravenclaw is so important to me especially when pandora is a ravenclaw too. my fav lil chaos gremlins who are also honorary slytherins❤️
omg a pink car slay. my bff had a baby blue beetle for a while and it was PERFECt well until it literally broke cause it was so old BUT being a passenger princess / dj / gps in a cute car is always the dream.
& ill watch the apprentice! hyde guy and kim kardashian lady are enough for me so i will .
platonic soulmates <3 liv (my best friend) once said she'd drop everything to take me to a mental institution if she had to (SHE DIDNT HAVE TO I WAS JUST GOING THROUGH IT!!! she did mildly threaten me though. with love ofc<3) id die for her but id also live for her.
YES GEOGUESSR! its so addicting and just really fun and educational ig. like. now i know what the rest of the world looks like! yay! & if ur shoelaces were knotted id gladly untie them for u❤️
v sorry to hear about victoria, she doesnt deserve u !!
and the guy who came out as gay? still kinda funny like. he liked me on & off for 5 YEARS only to realize he didnt actually like girls. like was i a part of that realization?? i have so many questions.
apollo & artemis!! i love them so very much. my fav siblings❤️
fancasts! andrew & ben are great, also dont like dane as peter. YOUR JAMES? i love him. very good fancast. atj & reiky are great too but i also love thomas weatherall as malakai from heartbreak high (he oozes james energy and has like. idk how to describe it but a very "james potter" smile - example here)
and omg we have the same evan and barty fancasts. hugh as evan will forever be perfect to me. hes just So Evan. maxence as barty is also just perfect i love him. elle fanning as pandora & lewis as peter>>> also annalise basso as lily. she showed up in an episode of new girl i was watching and i was like "LILY??" i also love beabadoobee as marlene. but TIMMY AS REG. hes PERFECT. no one will ever be more regulus than timmy. love that he is the one fancast everyone can agree on. also movie reg?? WHO IS THAT MAN?? I DONT KNOW HIM!!
and omg a gryffindor!! lucky. i always wanted to be a gryffindor when i was a kid but im a slytherin</3 not complaining tho. i love my fellow snakes.
orpheus and eurydice kill me ON GOD. getting the chance to save the one you love but that very love being your downfall💔💔
a soldier! i think soldier is the rarest one so thats very cool. or maybe its poet idk. i wanted to be a poet so bad but i got king. (aka eldest daughter syndrome) heavy is the head that wears the crown ig.
phone, purse, bingo tickets, notebook & headphones = essentials for sure. i wont be caught DEAD without my headphones (and phone cause i need that for music ofc) because i have to have music in my ears 24/7 or ill die.
an athena kid! theyre the coolest and i always wanted to be an athena kid. whenever i take the quiz i get either hades or athena so thats cool ig. raising the dead could be kinda fun! i already kinda dress like nico di angelo so that works for me im just missing my embodiment-of-sunshine child-of-apollo partner </3
your top 5 albums>>. tay NEVER MISSES!!
and yes soulmates! i read too much to not believe in them fr.
answering qs!
top 5 albums: (in no particular order except no.1)
the rise and fall of ziggy stardust and the spiders from mars by bowie FOREVER my number 1. i love that album more than anything in this world.
hs1 by harry styles
am by arctic monkeys
chip chrome and the mono tones by the neighbourhood
electric warrior by t.rex
(honourable mentions because im indecisive and would put these in top 5 if i could: folklore by tay, hozier by hozier, disintegration by the cure, led zeppelin iv by led zeppelin, & the dark side of the moon by pink floyd. (theres my top 10 then ig!!))
2. slytherin! like i said above i wanted to be a gryffindor so bad so i figured out which questions gave u which results and only answered the gryffindor ones (denial is a river in egypt girl....) but i decided i couldnt lie anymore and embraced my slytherin-ness.
3. erudite! ofc i always wanted to be dauntless cause theyre cool and tatted out and wear black but ig i value knowledge and shit more </3
4. this is def morbid but in ancient rome, where slavery was very much present, slaves had to wear collars (like. dog collars. so fucked up) and if a slave ran away, you could hire fugitivarii which were slave hunters. like basically bounty hunters. slaves were a huge part of roman economy and very important so obviously people didnt want them to leave but man its fucked up. anyway!
5. king! like i said before i wanted poet so bad but got king which broke my heart but yeah. i saw someone on tiktok say that kings are poets who are bound to duty . still trying to figure out what my duty is cause its definitely not reading fanfic and sitting on tumblr for several hours.
6. silver! i love gold jewelry sm but im super fucking pale and it looks bad on me so i prefer silver . i do wear gold sometimes but silver goes with any outfit so.
7. this is such a hard question cause i love them both but i think tay. shes just got so much variety for any mood so she wins. lana does too but her vibes are just different so.
8. CRUEL SUMMER VS DONT BLAME ME??? another brutal question ess youre killing me. theyre totally tied in my heart but for the sake of picking i think...im gonna have to go with dont blame me. i think the vibe of love making you crazy just fits me more. cause like yeah ill go crazy. but cruel summer my beloved you will ALWAY BE FAMOUS!!
9. my tears ricochet vs the great war.. AHHHHHH. i think my tears ricochet. i associate the great war with crimson rivers too much that i cant listen to it without losing it.
10. i love candles sm this is so hard. in the winter i love christmas tree/pine scents theyre so nice. but in the summer i have a lilac scented one that i burn and its lovely. but i also have one named after Rome that smells like fresh cut flowers thats so nice too. (rome did Not smell like fresh cut flowers when i visited, quite the opposite actually but i can pretend<3)
11. SLOW WALKERS! im a really fast walker and if people are in my way i get so frustrated. girl move i have places to be!!!!
12. kind of anything makes me laugh. dry humour and sarcasm especially but will laugh at anything especially if its dumb as hell
13. i do! its isabella which is very bland but what can you do.
14. i dont think ive ever heard anyone say hoser over here, maybe its an old person thing. but they do say eh! moreso in eastern canada. i have family over there and a lot of them say it. you dont hear it a lot on the west coast.
qs for u!
fav random marauders headcanons?
fav season?
fav subjects in school?
if u could visit one fictional world which would it be?
do u collect anything?
cardigan vs mirrorball
divergent faction?
if u were a mythological creature what would u be? (like vampire, werewolf, etc)
if u could live in any time period, which one would u pick?
whats your ideal first date?
do u play any sports?
board games vs video games? (or neither lol)
if u like art, whats your fav painting/work of art? or artist?
thats all for now! ill try not to die in the war. might be hard cause my eyesight is horrible and wearing glasses in a war seems impractical & i dont think they had contact lenses back during the wartimes. natural selection i suppose.
-bee
bee bee bee <3333
YES. Chef’s kiss honestly. I’m going to do one of those one day. Just you wait.
Man who learns French for you >>> (imagining james taking his duolingo lessons for Regulus)
A FLEABAG AU ??? WITH WOLFSTAR DORLENE & JILY ???? on god this is perfect already i love u for hitting all the right buttons on this rec.
tay tay -
spark fly - JEGULUS - ‘move like a full on rainstorm’ = regulus . Regulus is a rainstorm , wholly and fully. ‘kiss me on the sidewalk , take away the pain’ = reg’s thoughts , when he’s always in pain and only james can heal him 💔💔💔. ‘something to haunt me when you’re not around’ the sheer memory of regulus would haunt james , just like cathy haunts heathcliff.
style- JILY- this could go for literally so many ships. like wolfstar , jily , anything. I chose jily , simply because i feel that just like the hook , james and lily never go out of style. and also lily would ask him about reg , and he would tell her the whole truth & nothing but the truth. in a muggle au i totally see them as on and off and on and off until they’re finally on again and this time it sticks forever.
all you had to do was stay - JEGULUS - now, it’s probably pretty obvious. but this song to me is reg singing away after james breaks up with him.and him wishing the fact that he loved james would be enough. and feeling like ‘he had me in the palm of his hand’ and being all ‘mf crushed me by making a fist god damn.’
CHATTING <33333
the dumbness of people surprises me sometimes. IT’S A FUCKING POEM DUDE. (i wish it was real too. if it was i think I’d genuinely be like ‘how were they so dumb’ for ages )
TIMMY AND FLO 5EVER
it’s the noise , the accent and the camera for me. it’s genuinely so fucking annoying, why are you destroying such a beautiful place with your fucking flashes and noises ????
pixie is indeed a heinous bitch , and we hate each other but I lover her , really. she a real one for telling it like it is.
(it's actually surprisingly good ! it's one of my new favourite rare pairs along with Blaise/Luna (which I've only read in Isolation & Temptation on the Warfront , but loved anyways !!! ) ( recommend both of those fics btw !!!! I love them vv much !!!)
yes , unfortunately , to marry mr Sirius Black , I shall have to kill remus lupin , because he might die of heartbreak anyways.
u know what , once my mocks are over , I might take a crack at the incest series. they seem interesting , and as long as there's no incest , I'm happy to try it out !
book before the movie 5EVER. (also yes , to me at least , there's something very SIRIUS about ben barnes in dorian grey. that just IS Sirius , yk?)
drunk procrastinators for the win !!!! me , because I handed in my paper 8 minutes before the deadline , but at least I handed it in !!!!
YESSSS I AM VERY EXCITED TO WRITE THAT STORY !!!! I will be on it as soon as doa stops kicking my arse.
apple turnovers are bae - cheap and tasty , all in one <333
No but it was LURPAK. that's the kinda butter the queen (rip bae , I meant the king) would use. and also seven sticks of Toblerone , but that's worth it . Toblerone is also bae . all chocolate is bae.
PLUTO IS FAMILY. NO FAMILY IS LEFT BEHIND . I LOVE PLUTO. I PROTECT HER.
time heals all wounds ?? pswah , nah. PIZZA heals all wounds !!!
it is very much peak humanity. especially because he's taller than me , but I did keep stepping on his toes. don't think he minded too much , but honestly it was such a peaceful evening. like that was THE moment , yk ???
that's it , I shall be finding a food truck and trying poutine. (not jello salad , though. that's a crime against humanity , and whoever made that should be arrested for their crimes)
(Barty and pandora as Ravenclaws slay , but them as Slytherins also SLAY. just slaying all around.)
PINK AND BLUE CARS FOR THE WIN !!!!! lu has a black car , but it has seat warmers , so that kinda makes up for it. and passenger princesses for the win !!!! lu is the driver , and will always be the driver. I shall never learn how to drive , as long as I have him. but sometimes as a joke , I'll leave penny coins as a 'tip'. I think I'm really funny for that.
yes u must. Hyde guy is rlly hiding . like , you'll see what I mean when you see him. when you watch it , do come and tell me how you liked it !!!
platonic soulmates have my HEART. like lu has walked through aa fuckinbg rainfall to bring me a fucking turnover. and he was going to go home too??? like bro , no ???? but he wouldn't come inside , because he was wet and he didn't want to wet the floor too , so I came out and walked back to his house with him. things like that keep my faith in humanity (if he was gone , I think I'd be gone too. he is THE reason.) making me emotional and shit now. (and god damn , 'I'd die for her but also live for her' that's so cute ?? and also I so get that !!!! LIV AND LU FOR THE WIN !!! it's the L names I swear , some spice in them.
I'm actually replying to you after my first game of geoguessr , which I totally flunked , btw. I guessed Wales and the answer was fucking Spain. idk how that happens , but alright. (bro ?? making me blush and shit that's so sweet . I'd buy u an apple turnover :))) )
yes Victoria does not deserve me. I need some nice dude/dudette to do right by me.
nah imagine being someone's reverse realisation ?? like 'I kissed u and then I was gay' like bro u got some sort of power ??/ (and also I agree. very suspicious. I too have questions)
I love Apollo and Artemis too !! (them in rick riordan's books >>>)
Andrew and ben have my heart and soul I just love them a lot. ( dane isn't right , obviously , and lewis is my Peter. he just matches , yk ??) IK I LOVE MY JAMES TOO , HE'S SO PRETTY AND HE'S SO JAMES HONESTLY . (dw I don't comment that , I would never disturb him with that) atj is good for edits , as is reiky sometimes !! (sometimes people use him as desi James though , which - he's not. so I do wish they'd stop , or just say 'Somali James' !) and the smile ??/ on god , that's so jamessss. ( which brings me back to ben barnes. it's something about the way he smiles. very sirius.)
Hugh is honestly winning I love him. maxence too , but Hugh is just EVAN. (to me , at least.) and I so agree , Elle & Lewis >> . love them. TIMMY TIM AS REGGIE REG. LOVE HIM A LOT. MY FAVOURITE. (also movie reg ?? I think not.)
YES GRYFFINDOR. IT'S BECAUSE OF MY BRAVERY AND I LOVE LIONS. jk , but I love the marauders and the trio , so I'm glad to be a Gryffindor. and as u should , your fellow snakes are amazing ( most of them)
ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE !!! ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE !! LOVE BEING YOUR DOWFALL!! YOUR TRAGIC FLAW !! if u must die , let love be the reason why.
at least soldier is rare. I would've rather been the king , because I want to rule shit , not die on the battlefield. (I think every king on my fyp wanted to be a poet. literally every one. so u are one with the masses.)
MUSIC IN MY HEAD 24/7 OR I'LL DIE . so real of u , I'm listening to work song rn, and humming along with it.
Athena kids are awesome , wise n shit. as are hades kids , u guys could raise the dead. I'm going to make lu do the quiz , because he has the blonde hair n the blue eyes , so Apollo kid right there , isn't it?? let's see what he gets !!!
TAY NEVER MISSES !!! TAY IS A GODESSS !!!!!!
reviewing your q's.
ur top five albums are STELLAR. bowie on top as he should be , love him so much . HS1 altered my brain chemicals , but AMMMMMMMMM AMMMMMM . am has changed the course of my life , istg. (knee socks came up on my playlist literally right now. and lu is literally wearing his blue Lacoste top , too . this is freaky.) I've not actually heard the rest , so I gotta give them a listen. (and yes folklore and hozier >>>>> love them so so much they're so dear to me .)
SLYTHERIN SLYTHERIN. SSSSSS AND THAT. (that is also what I did , but I actually got Gryffindor , so to everyone , I am a Gryffindor. and I am one.)
ERUDITE YESSSSS. miss bee smartypants.
man that's some barbaric shit , honestly.
kings that sit on Tumblr for several hours and read fic are the only ones that should exist. u are a king.
I LOVER SILVER JEWELLERY TOO. I'm wearing both atm , so it might not make sense , but I have gold and silver (prefer gold because expensive and I like expensive things. jk , if someone I love gave me silver , or even PAPER jewellery , I'd keep it forever. still have Lu's pasta necklace from when we were in year 2.)
tay does win. for me too. she just has that range , you know ??? (Lana is still mothering tho. love her.)
I am killing u . u r dead. CRUEL SUMMER FITS ME MORE !!!! I'LL TAKE CS , U TAKE DBM , AND IT'S ALL FAIR!!!
the Great War with cr ??? now I'm scared to read it ?? (my tears ricochet is my favourite song ever. like ever ever , so I agree with this opinion. I love the Great War too , though.)
lilac candles sound so nice oh my god ??? my favourite scent is the fresh cut roses one , I just rlly love that smell. (it smelt like piss , didn't it ?? just tell me now .)
slow walkers fuckin suck . my pet peeve is year sevens. always blocking the halls , the little bitches. (bless their souls , but goddamn , talk to your friends later , u silly.)
ahh Isabella . classic, I myself , have two middle names , and my mum picked one , and my dad picked the other, it's some flowery shit I swear. especially because they're from different countries , so yk.
ah damn I was hoping u would be saying hoser. at least u say eh .
question time !!! -
hmmm. hmmm. I think it's gotta be that remus sat in that carriage on the way to Hogwarts in pot because the marauders always used to sit there , and to sit somewhere else would be blasphemy. also that for a second when he saw that harry had fainted , he thought it was James. heart broke.
winter. I'm a winter baby , and xmas is in winter , so it wins all around.
chemistry ! it slaps my arse , but I prefer it over the other two subjects.
Hogwarts !!! I want a magical wand too !!!
YES. I COLLECT FIFTY PENCE COINS , AND SOMETIMES THEY DON'T HAVE THE USUAL BACK , THEY HAVE SOMETHING DIFFERENT. I HAVE AT LEAST 30£ OF THEM. three of them are from lu , because he knows to give them to me. I will attach a picture of them to my next ask. (I have a Florence nightingale 2£ coin too)
CARDIGAN !!! sorry but stars around my scars > trapeze.
erudite !! just like u. makes sense because I strive for academic validation all the time. going to a grammar school really changed me dude, really really did.
I'm going to go for unicorn. because they're pretty and they can grant wishes n I love them. (sorry remus I love u too.)
if racism n sexism didn't exist , then probably the fifties. I love them , the vibe is really cool. the style , too. my second choice is the roman era , because again , that era seems special ! (and obvious as greek kids , we gotta say greek era. just need to experience it for myself , yk???)
MY IDEAL FIRST DATE !!! pick me up at my door in a nice suit/dress and give me flowers (my fave ones ) , drive me to the restaurant (French or Italian pls) and then the cinema. we watch the movie , then we go to the bookshop , and they say 'buy anything. anything' and then on the way home , they park their car , and we go on a walk and talk about life , for ages and ages , and then we buy stuff from the bakery (they know I like apple turnovers) and then kiss under the stars. if someone does this for me , I'll marry them
no unfortunately. I tried out for netball in year seven , got rejected , took it as a personal attack , and therefore just watch lu play his hockey and football from the stands. that's the extent of my sportsmanship.
BOARD GAMES. Friday is actually board game night for me and lu. busting out the monopoly board means we r no longer best friends for some time. we r enemies.
I do love art !! actually going to the Tate modern on Saturday with lu !! my favourite piece of art is 'cafe terrace at night' . I love it so much it's so special to me I love it. can imagine walking there , hand in hand with my date I love it. (might go there for my grad trip. maybe.
q's for u -
ur ideal first date ?
rep vs lover ?
hozier vs am?
do u play sports ? (pls tell me u play hockey )
favourite board game ?
take me to church vs work song ?
fave season ?
fave food ?
fave marauder hc ?
one ship u hate (hp) ?
your patronus ?
your favourite piece of art ?
ginny or luna ?
favourite restaurant ?
favourite beverage ?
[ beeeeee don't be too long I will miss u too much. I love u. (also glasses?? same ). be safe , king.]
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this is long and probably a lil too personal but i felt like i wanted to say something and this is what came out so yall can really just ignore this. its long. its dramatic.
idk how many of the people that follow me know but 2018 and 2019 have really been the worst years of my life. waaaaay worse than i ever imagined my life could ever get. genuinely. never in my 22 years of life did i think i would have to go through the shit i went through in these last two years. long story short, i lost my mom, my aunt, 3 pets, nearly my other aunt, nearly my dad, and nearly my brother within 18 months. obviously, losing my mom was/is by far the hardest thing i’ll ever have to go through. she was my entire world and it happened so unexpectedly. it pretty much left me completely empty. im really just a shell of a person at this point. she and i were the only people in my house that enjoyed sports. every single night we’d sit down and watch whatever game is on. she got me into football in first grade, baseball last year, and hockey last year. all we ever wanted to do was watch sports and talk about them. and nearly every day we talked about how we wished we could go to games. problem was, we were poor. could barely afford to pay the bills, rarely could afford groceries, etc. so going to games was pretty much a pipe dream because especially boston sports tickets are so disgustingly expensive. in december of last year, i won tickets to a red sox game and literally got so excited because we finally were gonna be able to go to a game. it was probably the happiest moment of my life because we were finally getting to do the thing we always talked about. anyways, since football has always been our #1 sport, the patriots games were always a must. however, y’all know how absurd those prices are so we never got to go. we always talked about getting to see tom play in person before he retired. this season was the year i hoped to bring my mom to a game. i had no idea how i was gonna do it, but i needed it to happen. she deserved it. she was so excited for this year because of how much promise they had at the beginning of the season. all the talent. unfortunately, she passed before the season started and never got the chance to see them. one of the things i told her in the hospital was that i wanted make sure i did the things she wanted to do. idk if that makes sense to other people but it’s something i thought was important. since she didn’t get to do them, i wanted someone to do them. idk. since her passing i’ve gone to 3 red sox games and a bruins game. but still wasn’t able to go to a patriots game because tickets were selling at a higher price because of their record. so i kinda had just given up on seeing them, and honestly gave up on the idea that i’d see tom play before he retired. plus, i had no one to go with because my mom was the only person i know who liked sports. none of my friends do.
recently, my friend has gotten into sports and now has an interest in going to games. so last minute (literally last week) i decided that i wanted to find a way to a patriots game. i wanted to go to a game with my mom there in spirit and finally get to live out that dream of ours. i’m still pretty broke at this point and would have to empty half my checking account for nosebleeds but i was gonna do it. so yesterday (christmas), i was feeling extremely sad and vulnerable and just overall like shit because it was my mom and i’s favorite holiday and this was the first time she wasn’t here for it. i pretty much cried all day... and all night but between my crying i scrolled through ticket sites incessantly because i wanted to find the cheapest ticket possible. i had a plan of waiting until last minute but i got impatient. i caved and bought a ticket for my friend and i to see them play on sunday and honestly thinking about it makes me wanna cry.
i wanna cry because my mom should be here. she should be coming to this game with me. i wanna cry because i’m finally getting to see my bb’s play in person. and although this probably seems v dramatic ((because it is)) i just feel like the tiniest sense of happiness for the first time in years.
idk if anyone can relate but sports are literally my entire world. like it’s all i think it. i’m so immersed in the world ((probably a little too much)) and idk sports are just that constant feeling of happiness in my life.. especially when everything else feels like shit.
so for all the people who follow me, i know you’re upset but you wont be seeing my incessant, annoying ass liveblogging for the dolphins game 😂💀. it’ll be sitting a billion feet up in the air, probably in the last row, out in the freezing rain but i’ll be happy for the first time in a looooong time. unless we lose then i’ll get sad. i’m kidding,,,, kinda.
especially the last couple months, my faith has been a little all over the place and im currently in limbo of what i believe and what i don’t but, all i hope is that my mom is with me at this game. a funny lil side note; all 5 games i’ve gone to (i went to one red sox game with my friend while my mom was still here but she was supposed to be the one to go but she was in the hospital and she told me she really wanted me to go instead of skip it) there has been 1 open seat next to me. every single game. just one seat.
another side note i should mention; ive been to 1 preseason game in 2016 with my mom and one preseason game this season. both games were all rookies. so i don’t count it as a game because i’ve never gotten to see the main guys play.
okay i’m done now, sorry for being overdramatic and annoying.
fuck the dolphins, lets go pats.
TLDR; 2018 and 2019 have been the worst years of my life and honestly this decade has been nothing but sadness and loss for me but i’m finally experiencing my childhood dream of seeing the patriots play in person. it’s probably not that deep to anyone else but this is literally something i’ve wanted since first grade. i’ve waited 16 years for this.
#uh#i'll probably delete this in like 10 minutes#bc it's def a lil too personal#and i def feel embarrassed ab how long it is#for what i'm trying to say#theres a tldr#text
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hiiiiii! can i request some cute sick bakugou headcannons plzzz? thx!
hi hi !!!! sure sure ofc @unicorneri
bakugou has a fever hcs:
- plays it off for as long as possible. like literally he’s pale as a ghost, coughing up a lung and bakugou will be like “i’m fine - mind your own fuckin’ business”
- he’ll borderline abuse vitamin c supplements and other natural remedies to try and curb the sickness before it can develop into smthing worse
- the only way he finally succumbs to just being sick is when the fever hits n his job performance tanks
- but when he does finally admit he’s sick??? good lORD
- get ready for bakugou’s sick WEEK. bc at this point he’s refused to acknowledge it for so long that its def gonna be a week long recovery period at least
- won’t let u in the bedroom under any circumstances for the first day or two. has this super intense weird thing ab not wanting to get u sick (finally caves and lets u in when the fever peaks super high and his brain is real foggy)
- fights with his blankets,,, literally in there tussling around n trying to throw them off him when he gets too hot
- when he has u on lock out, he’ll call u just to hear u talk to him. insists its so you “don’t get lonely and shit” ,,, but cmon. he’s so see-thru,, he’s clearly the lonely one!!!
- if you’re someone with cold hands, bakugou rlly likes when u put ur fingers on his cheeks while he’s burning up with fever. leans into ur hands like a puppy and straight up whines when his feverish skin starts to make your hands too hot
- very serious ab taking medication. sets alarms n everything
- mans likes a bath. u start to wonder if he drowned in there bc he spends sm time just soaking
- WHINER. no literally - swear to god every two seconds ab “my nose is stuffy” or “i’ve got a headache” n looking at u with big eyes like u’ll just somehow figure out how to fix it
- insists you put on one of your favorite shows for him to watch,,,, which is rlly rich considering at any other time he’d be mouthing off ab how “stupid” that same show was
- sometimes says his fever is “going up” more than necessary. then insists that you should take his temperature with the back of your hand, and absolutely not with the thermometer (he just wants u to be all gentle n sweet n lean over him n touch his face!!!)
- uncharacteristically sweet. not like, actually sweet, bc c’mon its still bakugou,,, but u know, more letting u pet his hair without a fight and less trying to bite your fingers off first for fun. think, like, maybe a lion given a horse tranquilizer ??
- crazy dreamer ,, rollin around, doin sprints in the sheets. u better sleep on the floor for ur own health n safety
- if u prop him up against the headboard with pillows, n then sit down next to him, he’ll slump over to rest his head on your shoulder instead. dont look at him tho. he’ll get flustered and sit back up
bOnUs:
his favorite sick days are the 3rd/4th one in, when he’d finally on the mend and lucid, but not well enough to go back in to work quite yet.
bakugou likes it bc he can pretend to still be sicker than he is - so you’ll take care of him just the same!!! he gets to soak it up without feeling embarrassed bc he’s still “sick” and in his mind he can justify it
#bakugou katsuki#bnha bakugou#katsuki bakugou#bakugou x reader#bnha fic#bakugou headcannon#bakugou headcannons#bakugou hcs
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so after reading the sub megumi x yuuji x reader drabble i cant help but think about how megumi def is a switch and he kinda comes to a lil and realizes whats going on and flips the table on the reader and yuuji and yeah.... imma just sit in this corner😁
omg pls i love switch dynamics so much😭😩
pls megumi is SUCH a switch. i just know he’d able to dominate and control both you and yuuji so easily, you’ll be cowering beneath his gaze and obeying everything. ugh anyways here’s a drabble bc im weak for this dynamic and everything about it
trigger warnings; d/s dynamics, choking, sex toys, orgasm denial, threesome stuff, possible grammar and spelling mistakes lol
“you think this shit is funny?”
funny isn’t the adjective you’d use to describe you and yuuji’s situation at the moment, or megumi’s state either, but if it’s the word that will make megumi’s words bite harsher, sting deeper, then you’re tempted. awfully so.
you’re on your knees, the hard wood of the floor digging into your skin painfully. you’re already feeling humiliated enough as is, body naked and trembling in the cold of the room, goosebumps riddling your breasts and nipples perky and hard, that you can’t find it in you to complain.
similarly, yuuji sits to your left on his knees, but his state is much worse than yours. he’s been reduced to tears, sniffling and chest heaving as his lungs race to catch a steady breath. his thighs and abs are spasming, and his entire body is endlessly shivering. his chest, along with his neck and face, is flushed red, and you don’t blame him, not with what he’s been enduring. yuuji’s lower lip trembles and quivers, and he nearly doubles over as a buzzing fills the room. his hands are bound behind his back tightly, so much that you can see his arms bulge and strain as he pulls and struggles lightly. the buzzing increases in speed and volume, and in response, yuuji throws his head back, wailing loudly, his back arching as he pushes himself up on his knees.
you watch, entranced, as yuuji’s cock bobs desperately, thick and leaking pathetically. from above you, where he sits on the bed right across from you, megumi tuts, and spreads his legs wider. you can see the bulge straining against the navy blue formal trousers, his cock borderline twitching at the sight of you, on your knees so obedient, and yuuji, so desperate for him.
“yuuji, settle down,” megumi dismisses, as if bored and exasperated.
yuuji howls, sniffing loudly as he forces himself on his knees. “can’t,” he cries. “please, fuck, let me cum. please, please, megumi, please.”
megumi cocks his head to the side, as if barely sparing either of you any thought, and his deadpan, unimpressed expression makes you clench your thighs, embarrassed to feel the slick coating them. finally, after a few moments of yuuji’s broken moaning, megumi sighs, and turns to you. “sit on his cock,” he instructs, and you don’t even think twice before you’re scrambling up and crawling towards yuuji. he turns to yuuji next, and adds, “cum before she does and i won’t be so nice.”
yuuji’s whimper dissolves into a small whine and sob, but he still nods helplessly, he still lowers himself onto his ass, spreading his legs to allow you to sit more comfortably on his lap. the vibrator inside him shifts, but it’s buzzing has been reduced significantly, mercifully, thankfully, so much that when you quickly rush to sink down on him, he’s able to bite down a whimper.
your slippery cunt barely brushes against the flushed head of his cock when a large hand slips into your hair, twisting and knotting and gripping it so harshly and pulling you back that your head tilts back, forcing you to face up. you’re met with megumi’s glare, a disappointed grimace on his lips.
“don’t hurt yourself, stupid slut,” he warns, releasing your hair a little so that your head tilts forward again. his fingers remain in your hair though, and beneath you, yuuji looks at the both of you with stars in his eyes. “you’re this hungry for cock?” he sighs, but the soothing pat of his hand against your head as you slowly grind your cunt along the tip of yuuji’s cock is praise enough. “slow, slow— slow.”
you do as he says, head falling back to glance at him as yuuji’s cock finds your entrance, nodding and whimpering while you sink down as slow as you can manage. megumi maintains eye contact with you, gaze only faltering to glance at yuuji and between you where your cunt is swallowing the pink haired boy’s cock. bit by bit, yuuji fills you up, and god it’s such a stretch. you can tell you’re too tight, by the way you’re endlessly spasming and clenching around the thick cock, by the way yuuji’s hips barely, just barely, lift up, by the way his muscles strain and tense.
while you loved the harsh treatment megumi provides you, the mean tugs and the humiliating words and the stinging slaps, yuuji thrived off of praise. the threat from earlier rings loud and clear in his ears, and it takes his all not to cum the moment you sit all pretty and full on his lap.
and it all shatters when megumi’s other hand reaches over around you, grasping at your throat and squeezing so tightly that you moan terribly loud and clench down awfully around yuuji. it’s so unexpected and sudden that yuuji is given not one second to process anything before his eyes are rolling back and he’s spilling inside of your tight cunt. it’s sudden for you too, the feel of him coating your inner walls so sloppily, and you gasp.
megumi’s hand tightens around your throat angrily as cum spills down yuuji’s cock, oozes from your cunt and drips onto his lap.
“you never learn do you?”
yuuji’s still trembling from the aftershocks, sighing and delirious, his eyelids fluttering and soft moans tumbling from his lips. you feel your clit throb— god, you might cum just as simply too.
at yuuji’s unresponsive state, megumi snarls, pushing your head back again and ordering you, “use his cock; i don’t care if it’s soft. make yourself cum.”
his words send yuuji in a frenzy, and the latter sits up straighter again, his eyes widening. “wait!”
but you’ve already starting moving.
“fuck— fuck, m’sensitive— fuck!”
megumi’s lightly praising you, ignoring yuuji’s cries and begging, as you ride yuuji’s half hard cock, bouncing on his lap eagerly.
“can i—” your voice cracks as you feel your body tense up and your limbs start to lock. “can i touch myself— pleasepleaseplease.”
yuuji’s loudly crying now, noisily wailing and sobbing as you use him, watching with hazy eyes as you ride him. “so, so pretty,” he mumbles in a low voice, breath catching in his throat as you meet his eyes.
megumi’s voice is shockingly and unexpectedly close as he whispers, “yeah, go on, touch yourself.”
as your hand quickly lowers to between your thighs, yuuji’s mouth falls agape, and his hands tighten into fists. the pain from his sensitivity is bleeding into pleasure, especially with how sloppy and tight your cunt is around him, wet from your arousal and his cum from his previous orgasm. as you rub at your clit, furiously and messily, yuuji’s hips start to rise to meet yours, while megumi’s hands lower to your breasts, tugging and pinching at your nipples.
your eyes cross as you babble, “gonna cum— please, can i cum? can i cum— ugh— fuck,” and megumi’s lean fingers pinch harder.
“what do you think, yu?” he wonders lazily, casting a glance at yuuji. the pink haired boy stares up at him dumbfounded, his eyes falling to you momentarily, pained and desperate, before they fly back up to meet megumi’s again. “think she should cum?”
yuuji’s nods are slow and careful, and he hears you sigh and sag a little in relief while megumi hums in amusement, before the latter twists his head towards you, and whispers, “well, go on then.”
as if you’ve been trained for years on this, the band within you snaps upon his command, and your legs shake helplessly on yuuji’s lap, your tits bouncing as your body shakes. around yuuji’s cock, your cunt spams and creams, and above him, your eyes roll back and your mouth parts, your back arching. megumi’s voice is distant, as is yuuji’s whimpering, and it’s only when megumi’s lifting you up from yuuji’s lap as if you were merely a rag doll do you realize yuuji’s cock had hardened fully.
you’re tossed on the bed, but not in the direction you’ve expected, with your head near the edge instead of the pillows. still recovering from your strong orgasm, you don’t properly process what’s happening until you see the two boys on either side of you, and until you hear megumi say in warning, “you cum last,” before you feel his cock nudge at your sensitive cunt, and yuuji’s sloppy and cum covered cock brush against your lips.
holy shit is tonight going to be long.
end note; okay i actually don’t know if that’s good or not but i hope it’s as good as it seems in my head hvwjsjdhw and i hope y’all enjoyed 😼
#itadori yuuji smut#megumi x reader smut#itadori yuuji x reader#fushiguro megumi smut#fushiguro megumi x reader#itadori x reader x fushiguro#yuuji x reader x megumi#jjk poly#sal’s thirst tag <3
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making out hcs
characters: osamu dazai, ranpo edogawa, chuuya nakahara
genre: suggestive
warnings: gn reader, no pronouns used, uhm 🧍 yk it gets a lil steamy and has like mentions of sex ??? but theres def nothing super explicit
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↬making out with dazai is always ............ interesting to say the least 🧐 it can happen anywhere, at anytime, and you'll never know until it's too late
↬sometimes it'll start out as a quick peck, and then another, and another, and— hey, is it just you or does each kiss keep getting longer 🤨 when did he slip your coat off ??-?_;?? now his arms r around your waist and .............. o look at that he's got you pressed up against the wall with u gasping for air bc he's barely giving you anytime to breathe
↬speaking of, his kisses always leave u breathless 🧎 he is such a good kisser please lord i just know it 🛐🛐
↬he usually just leaves after these types of makeout sessions (much to your annoyance) 💀💀💀 he likes getting you all worked up and then going right back to work like he didnt just have his tongue down your throat and his leg between ur thighs
↬other times his kisses r slower n more passionate from the get-go and u know exactly where this is ab to lead (these types of make out sessions will often lead to sex tbh, they're always really sensual and smooth and he has no intent of leaving u all high n dry)
↬personally he prefers kissing w (a lot of) tongue, but if ur not into it, he'll understand and "do his best" to take that into account (but dont be surprised if you end up w his tongue in your mouth either way 💀 if you like it ? fantastic 😚💖 if you dont ?? he loves seeing u squeal in disgust and try to push him away in surprise LMFAO)
↬he always somehow tastes like sake with a little bit of mint ?;?_(&?$-_??$&? dont ask me how but he does 🤨🚶 that being said he tastes better than you'd expect and kissing him is a magical experience 🤤
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↬ranpo's kisses r sweet like candy
↬jk but he does taste like candy so ig that wasnt an entirely inaccurate statement 😚😚
↬he isn't usually one to initiate the kiss tbh, he prefers when you do it LMAO 💀 but whenever he does, they're most likely to be a quick peck to your lips or cheek (he isn't really a fan of any kinds of pda bc he actually gets embarrassed rlly easily)
↬behind closed doors, however, is a different story 🚶🧑🦯 hes a lil more likely to initiate the kiss and whenever he does ............ o lord 🧎🧎🧎 theyre fs a reflection of him
↬ranpo's kisses r very fun and airy, !! and out of these three men here, he's the most likely to laugh and smile and giggle in between kisses
↬making out with him is an experience given to you from the gods PLEASSSKEEEE and it's never awkward bc if sth happens you'll both just laugh ab it and carry on
↬usually makeout sessions start bc u gave him a kiss, but he was feeling clingy (not that he'd ever admit it 💀💀💀) so he pulled you back in for another, and another, and another, and hey look at that, you've been kissing him for the past 15 minutes and now ur both gasping for breath
↬doesn't really mind tongue, enjoys it even 🧏 and when he tastes so sweet, how could you refuse him 🧐❓
↬OH MY GOD HIS FAVOURITE THING IS WHEN let me turn off caps okay his favourite thing is when he's eating his candies or whatever (probably like hard candy tho yk so you cant just bite into that shit immiediately it has to sit and melt a lil idk) and u ask him what flavour it is and he'll pull you into a kiss and let you taste for yourself and take a guess (dont be surprised if you actually end up w the candy afterwards, he doesnt mind sharing so long as it's with you <33)
↬RANPO MAKE OUT WITH ME CHALLENGE ;!_(&!-??&!:?:!&(:!:!_!&;
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↬chuuya's kisses r nothing short of rough and passionate
↬his kisses also tend to be v rushed and sloppy however that doesn't mean they're not enjoyable
↬i'd dare call him the middle ground between dazai and ranpo 🤨🧐 kisses aren't like every five minutes (dazai im lookin at you 🤨), but rather spaced out throughout the day as to keep you satisfied
↬once again ............. he is a tongue man. he tastes like a fine (slightly sweet?) red wine nine times out of ten (the other one time he just tasted like straight fuckin mint ??? 😭💀 like ur eyes started watering after and he got really concerned like "babe r u ok 😟” and you were like "yeah but y THE FUCK is your breath so minty" 💀💀)
↬i am so sorry everyone here likes tongue, i'll make more hcs like these feat. mfs who don't like it LMAOO
↬he understands if ur not a fan of tongue, so unlike SOMEONE, he'll actually take your personal preference into account and do his absolute best to keep his tongue to himself 🤒🤒
↬ok so similar to ranpo, chuuya loves sharing his wine w you — thru making out kissing ofc 🧎 never passes up an opportunity to take a (rather large) swig and let it pass between your parted lips (might get a lil carried away and slip u a lil tongue but yk it is what it is 🧑🦯🧑🦯🧑🦯)
↬he actually has a tendency to get carried away regardless tbh 😚 it starts out as jus like a short lil kiss but yk ............ u come back in for another ............... and another — is anyone else seeing a pattern here 🧐🤨❓ these three men r the best kissers in bsd and i do NOT take criticism — and oops, now ur sitting on his desk with him standing in between ur legs as he starts trailing kisses down your neck before he suddenly remembers he still has work to do and he tells you he promises he'll finish what he started later (and oh boy was it worth the wait 😩😩😫🤤🤞)
#bungou stray dogs#bsd#osamu dazai#dazai x reader#osamu dazai x reader#chuuya nakahara#chuuya x reader#edogawa ranpo#ranpo edogawa#ranpo x reader#bsd x reader#city.journalist#gn.reader
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Hi again~ I was the anon who inquired about smut requests 😅💕 I can't believe you're not flooded with asks honestly, I love your page so much :0
I often see rqs done with the ask attached, so I'll send a separate ask for both ones 💕💕💕💕
The first rq would be Byulyi × Idol!Fem reader~ (I'll refer to reader as R for the rest of the rq just for convenience, so it's not too long 😅)
While closing for one of Mamamoo's love shows,, R is wearing a oversized sweater+stiletto boots, and that's it. The sweater isn't that long, and Byulyi couldn't take her eyes off of R the whole time, turned on by R's revealing dance and coord. When the two arrive home at Byul's apartment for the night, she can't wait any longer to get her hands on R~
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I'm gonna try bullet points for this one cuz I don't think I have the mental capacity to write a full length thing 😅 but hope this is ok! I def need more practice but gotta start somewhere, thanks for the req :)
something in the way you move
(moonbyul x f!reader)
cw: smut (thigh riding) - minors dni
One last closing act before everyone can go home and sleep!
You're performing a cover of gogobebe dressed in a huge SWFS crewneck and high-heeled boots
Byul stands in the wings just backstage, leaned up against the wall with her arms crossed to decompress from her set
The sweatshirt barely covers your butt and while of course you're wearing safety shorts, she can't help but appreciate the view
It's honestly over once you drop it low for the "la la la" less than 30 seconds in - her mouth goes dry and she can't stop staring
The MR may as well be silent, only thing she hears in her head is the music you'll make for her later
She's secure in her smug satisfaction knowing that despite an entire venue of cheering fans, you're coming home with her tonight
By the time the song ends, she's unconsciously got one leg over the other trying to create her own friction with her jeans, her main goal to get you home and in bed to do anything but sleep as fast as possible
You find it a little strange how fast she rushes you into the car, barely taking time to say bye to her members or even Yongsun
“I see them every day during promos, they’d probably appreciate seeing less of me for a bit”
An unspoken tension hangs in the car, her tongue bitten pink between her teeth like she's using all her energy to keep something in, whatever it is
Arriving at her place she fumbles with the keys, nearly dropping them on the ground in a frantic rush to get the door open
Why's she acting like this - maybe she needs to pee? The venue was a bit of a drive and she did skedaddle pretty quick
Before you can even begin the chore of getting your boots off, her hands dip under your sweatshirt and her knee plants itself between your legs to pin you to the wall, her actions eliciting a small gasp
OH. damn her hands are cold she better get moving
A near growl beside your ear: "You don't even have an idea what seeing you perform does to me, do you?"
Well you do now and she's about to prove it
Her tone sends a jolt straight from your stomach to between your legs, every time
She carries you over to the couch this is exactly why she works out so you're straddling her in a kneel, your knees digging into the back cushions
Your hips roll down into her slowly, a singular moan drawn straight from your lips into her ear has her whispering into yours about how pretty you sound, encouraging you to continue
There's some kind of intrinsic rhythm to riding her thighs, something intuitive, hands on her shoulders to steady yourself, face buried into her neck just above the shoulder, the top of your head pressing into the upright part of the couch
She’s unable to decide what to do with her hands as her mind dizzily fogs over, only hearing the bliss coming out of your mouth
Dig her thumbs into your hips to guide them? Fan her fingers over your ass? Strip you down so she can fuck you properly? The possibilities are endless
She settles on sliding her hands up your back to unhook your bra but not bothering to take it all the way off, not wanting to interrupt you
Her hands come to your front and linger on your stomach, physically feeling the gasps and clenching of your abs throughout your movements
Bra sitting loosely above your chest, she cunningly smiles when she swipes her fingers at your nipples and they’re already hard
Not that you can see her face anyway, but you do see stars flash into your vision with the contact
Her mouth latches onto your neck and a small cry escapes you when her teeth gnaw at your skin, pleasurably painful
The multiple inputs of sensation grow overwhelming, but it just eggs you on to keep going, it’s not like you can fault her for knowing exactly what you like
She’s muttering praises against the skin of your neck beneath your ear, but honestly you have no clue what exactly she’s saying, too busy chasing your high
As your moans get louder and increasingly faster-paced, she can’t help but wish you’d taken the time to undress, or at least get your boots off
She just wants to feel you cum on her bare thigh
But who said this was gonna be the only time?
She can stand to wait
A hand stays on her shoulder and one hooks around the back of her neck, your fingernails digging into her skin in an attempt to steady yourself amidst your frenzied bliss
She doesn’t mind and honestly hopes you leave a mark
She flexes her thighs and you groan at the stiffness as she covers your mound over your shorts with a hand, fingers lightly pressed into your slit to help you out
Your cries ring out fervently, secretly thankful she’s not picking this moment to be a tease
Riding on the combination of her hand and thigh has you ignoring everything except the stars in your vision with every roll of your hips
Honestly she could never tire of watching you, whether onstage or off
The closer you get the more you bury your face into her neck, but she guides you to lean back so she can see your face when you finish
Face to the ceiling, back arched and eyes screwed shut, she pushes your head forward so your chin moves down level with hers
“Look at my face when you cum for me, I know you can”
It takes everything in you to prevent yourself from burrowing your face back into her neck out of embarrassment when you do, a punchy wail echoing breaking out as you mindlessly ride it out
She's taking in every last detail of your pleasure-induced delirium, cunningly satisfied with truly how little it takes to get you like this
Your head finally falls beside hers, the come-down seeping through your body
Her mouth roves over your neck again without skipping a beat
Her hands yank decidedly at the cuffs of your sweatshirt, aiming to slip your arms out of the sleeves and the bra still hanging loosely around your shoulders
Again, who said one time meant the only time?
#errr did I just want to write thigh riding? mayhaps#i still get visceral cringe responses when i write smut sksksk#requested#🌺 anon#moonbyul smut#mamamoo smut#mamamoo imagines#moonbyul x reader#mamamoo x reader#mamamoo moonbyul#kpop smut#gg smut#gxg smut#girl group smut#mamamoo scenarios#girl group imagines#kpop imagines#girl group fic
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aot nsfw headcanons- part 1
warnings- details about dicks, kinks, just your standard nsfw
characters: eren, jean, armin, bertholdt, reiner, connie
a/n: somebody please throw a bible at my head, i need it
⚔️ EREN YEAGER ⚔️
- dominant for most of the time, however he will want to be a sub sometimes
- length: 6.5 when hard. skinnier than girthier
- hair: this man is UNRULY when it comes to pubes. seriously. he hasn’t trimmed or shaved down there in like a year.
-ROUGH. VERY VERY ROUGH. however if you ask him to, he will go slower and more sensual
- def has a light bondage kink. he’s cool with him being in some minor stuff like a gag and a few ropes but totally prefers you being all tied up.
- likes to be on a receiving end with oral. however he will give if you’re begging him to.
- bondage also helps with his dominance kink. he likes the way you feel helpless during the act when he’s got you tied up.
- is cool with semi public sex. you both have done it n the supply closet at least twice in your lifetime. he loves the thrill of being caught.
- his load is average on all levels. decent size, decent thickness.
⚔️ JEAN KIRSTEIN ⚔️
- honestly? he’s a switch. he’ll probably prefer to be dominant more of the time but you CANNOT tell me this man would not love being dominated once in a while.
- however when he makes up his mind about if he wants to be a dom or sub, he is very stubborn and persistent about carrying out that role. he will not want to change.
-length: solid 7 when hard. he claims it’s 8 but he’s wrong. however he does have a nice vein going through it. it’s very visually appealing overall.
- hair: decently trimmed, he’s pretty good with hygiene down there.
- shower sex kind of person. he likes the feeling of the water dripping down his back as he’s railing you into the wall.
- loud. very very loud. you can’t make this man shut up in bed. his moans range from high pitched squeals to throaty groans.
-loves it when you moan. that’ll make him cum ten times harder. likes to know that you’re enjoying yourself.
-likes it for someone to run his fingers through his hair. even if you do that on a casual day when you’re just trying to hang out, he will probably get turned on and pitch a tent.
- this boy is GREEDY with oral.
- his load is pretty big but on the thinner side.
- will pepper you with small kisses after, but sometimes he is the one who needs to be babied after. his favorite thing to do after is spoon, him preferably being the little spoon.
⚔️ ARMIN ARLERT ⚔️
- sub. though if he’s had a rough day, he can be a bit rough. he will always ask you how you are doing during the act if he is like this.
- 6 when hard. poor thing isn’t really endowed but he’s read books and articles on how to use it properly. no veins or anything in sight.
- hair: very nicely trimmed, sometimes shaved. he doesn’t really like the feeling of hair down there and he feels like it gets in the way.
- most of the time he’s very slow and likes to take stuff in slowly. but like i said he will go rough and quick when in the mood.
- vanilla for the most part on his behalf. but he’s down to experiment.
- however one secret kink of his are toys... he won’t admit it out of embarrassment though
- his tip is SUPER sensitive. even if you accidentally brush on it in a time you’re not tryna get freaky, he will let out a small, breathy moan.
- his moans are either super loud or super quiet, no in between. his breaths are very quick during. he will moan in your ear too.
- praising is a big thing in the bedroom. he will compliment everything.
- examples: “gah!- y/n, h-how are you doing this so well?” “you have such a perky chest!” “i love the way your pretty eyes roll into the back of your head when i’m about to make you come”
- in terms of aftercare, he is the KING of aftercare. he will do anything you ask of him- fetch you a snack, get you some water, wrap you into a big blanket burrito, snuggle, another round, anything
⚔️ CONNIE SPRINGER ⚔️
- switch, really doesn’t care a whole lot about that. actually prefers if you’re both on the same level of control.
- 6.5, will joke that it’s minuscule to his friends. he’s got a vein or two going through it. very skinny.
- hair: depends. if he has time to shave he will but if he can’t find time in his schedule to shave then he won’t.
- this man thrusts at lightning speed. like jesus please slow down. not really into rough sex but thrusts fast without trying to
- i feel like he would want a threesome at some point in his life, maybe even an orgy. if he was, he would invite sasha and jean over, with their consent obviously.
- the most vocal out of everyone on this list. doesn’t exactly grunt but has very vocal, somewhat high pitched moans. drives him insane (in a good way) when his partner moans.
- nipples are a big thing for him. he likes getting his played with, and LOVES yours. literally he will go full on “🤱”
- doesn’t last long, but has incredible stamina. his record high was 5 rounds. he averages about 5-7 minutes per round.
- he will go red at any move you try to make on him- a flirtatious comment, a touch, the way you speak, he gets hard with ease
- soft spots include the nape of his neck, around his nipples
- he thinks aftercare is stupid... until he actually tries it. then he’ll understand the point of aftercare a lot better. similar to jean, he likes to be babied sometimes.
⚔️ REINER BRAUN ⚔️
- dominant. very dominant. will not sub ever.
- lord if you decide to get down and dirty with this man, be prepared to not walk for a few days. he’s 11 when hard with a few nice veins going down the sides. his tip is slightly darker than his shaft. and jesus does this man have GIRTH
- hair: like eren, he is considerably hairy down there and could care less.
- my guy loves getting his balls played with. doing that while jacking him off drives him to the fucking edge.
- grunts. only moans when he’s about to cum. these grunts are undeniably sexy though, they’re throaty and low pitched.
- likes when you rub your hands on his stubble, or if your hands make contact with his face while doing the do.
- degrading, but will only degrade you. he gets insecure if you degrade him.
- “you filthy slut, you’re hungry for my cock tonight aren’t you?” is one of his favorite lines
- will purposely ask you questions while you’re giving him head so he can hear you choke on his cock.
- biting and hickeys are a giant turn on for him. biting at his neck, chest and abs are the best. he will give you hickeys and show them off to the boys.
- prefers to do it on the bed, or just a soft surface in general. loves fluffy blankets and pillows.
- HIS ORAL GAME IS TOP TIER. he will make you come like 3 times within 10 minutes.
- lasts a long time, maybe 15 minutes. after that he is overly sensitive and will whine a lot if you try to make any moves after.
- another aftercare king. loves to make you lay on top of him, both of you fully nude, and put a fluffy blanket over the top of you two and drift off to sleep.
⚔️ BERTHOLDT HOOVER ⚔️
- my guy is called “bottomholdt” for a reason. seriously, he adores a dom partner.
- around 8 inches. a singular vein going through the side.
-hair: literally bald down there. shaves once per week.
- whines and whimpers a lot, they’re all pretty quiet since he is self conscious about his moans.
- is willing to be pegged. and at one point he will beg you to peg him, and when you do, it’s eternal bliss for him.
- he tries his best at oral, he really does, but he just can’t make it happen. he comes quick when you give him a blowjob.
- like connie, he gets flustered at the smallest thing. he also gets hard easily.
- one time you two were in his bunk, and you were teasing him, and a tent quickly pitched as reiner walked in
- needless to say he was tormented by reiner for the rest of the week.
- lasts 10 minutes at best.
- likes to draw you two a bath afterwards with plenty of bubbles and let’s you relax on his side.
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Prelude - It took me three evenings to write this (EW that’s the longest I've ever taken) and it’s RLLY long (almost 10k) so be warned. The style is mean’t to be jumbled, grammatically incorrect, and awful, rushed, and incoherent. My day-to-day life process is like this but worse lol and I wanted to capture just the feeling of bad that exists. Have fun.
(Ps Kirishima is the subtlest of creeps here. Def a stalker, but good at lying, and reader is too gullible.)
Pairing - Yandere Kirishima X GN Reader
Warnings - anxiety, panic attack, non con, NSFW, idk the usual.
Music - https://open.spotify.com/track/1qFMIjTe9esCDiytqUY19t?si=RrkIvlXMReyT6CYKEh6xdw
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Oh god, is that Pro-Hero Red Riot?
Your hands tremble as you lift your drink to your lips, take a shaky sip.
It feels too hot in here, is it hot? You scream internally.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Red Riot, your favorite Pro-Hero in the entire world, was currently standing in line at Starbucks, looking up at the menu with his big, dumb, handsome face. He was wearing his hero costume - meaning he was on-duty, abs out and mask on.
As usual, you had ordered your regular drink, immediately sat down (always the blue armchair by the window, the one with the little table next to it). Normally you ignored each little tinkling of the bell above the door, the sound signaling another person entering the coffee shop. You just wanted to nurse your drink and look at stupid memes on your phone, try to gas yourself up for the day ahead, convince yourself that you would be able to get through whatever life decides to throw at you.
A particularly violent shake of the bell had your head snapping up, the loud noise startling you.
And holy fuck.
Red Riot.
Your cheeks were burning as you lowered your eyes to your phone, knowing that the big man was moving up in line, then ordering, then probably moving to wait near the drink pickup.
Looking up was out of the question - you didn’t want to ogle the Hero and make him feel uncomfortable, or for him to catch sight of your stupid blushing.
You almost dropped your drink the next time you raised it to your lips, your hands were so sweaty.
And of course that little slip-up had your heart beating ever faster, embarrassed that you had almost made a mess all over yourself, self conscious that someone had seen, oh god, what if people were looking at you, thought you were dumb and couldn’t even drink correctly? Oh god.
You set your drink back onto the little table at your side. A quick glance upward (to check the clock, that’s where your eyes went) and you could see Red Riot out of the corner of your eye, smiling as he took a picture with a fan as they both waited for their respective drinks.
Wouldn’t that be cool, to get a picture with him? But oh, that would mean you’d have to stand up, stumble over awkwardly towards him. Could you leave your drink on the side table? Would your seat be taken before you got back?
The hero would probably be able to spot you from a mile away, see how weirdly you walk, how your body looked. The thought made you cringe; he was so muscled and fit and in-shape, he’d probably think you were fat, or maybe weak? He’d be disgusted, wouldn’t he.
If you managed to get close enough to ask him if he wouldn’t mind taking a picture with you, he’d have to hear your voice crack, see how you shook like a tiny chihuahua from nervousness, see how sweaty and flushed you were from the embarrassment of being alive, of being seen.
God, you hated yourself.
You could never approach the Pro-hero and ask for a picture. He’d see how revolting, how weird and nervous and pathetic you were.
Plus, you’d already talked to the barista to get your coffee, had walked to the coffeeshop all by yourself and committed yourself to the horrifying ordeal of being known and seen by society. You’d done enough today to make your anxiety skyrocket, your hands were already shaking so bad, it’s a miracle you hadn’t dropped your drink or your phone or done something stupid and embarrassing to call attention to yourself.
“Red Riot!”
Your eyes flickered up at the barista shouting, saw Red Riot smile and compliment the barista as they handed over his drink, something large and brightly colored and sporting an ungodly amount of whipped cream on top.
Red Riot left the Starbucks, the bell above the door jingling just as violently as it had when he had entered - the man was enthusiastic about seemingly everything, even opening and closing a door.
That’s actually one of the reasons he was your favorite. Red Riot was so confident and self assured, beaming with positivity and kindness. It was clear to see that he loved his job, that he loved life. Of course, you had seen him have bad days - in a few of the interviews after big rescues or horrific fights, his smile seemed to waver a bit, his eyes getting misty as the casualties were mentioned.
But that just showed he was human. Sensitive.
You grabbed your drink again, grimaced as nausea washed over you in a gentle wave. You were such a nervous wreck. But Red Riot had left - the only people here now were the employees and the people waiting in line. You just prayed none of them would pay attention or take notice of you.
----
He was here again.
Holy fuck, he was here again!
This time you weren’t as nervous (a mild feeling of excitement could be felt), you could actually drink out of your Starbucks cup without shaking like a leaf.
The redheaded hero had gotten his drink already, once again something large and colorful and probably loaded with sugar. But instead of leaving immediately, he moved to sit down and holy fuck - holy fuck he was walking right past you.
You didn’t want to look up, didn’t want to draw attention to yourself by moving - humans will subconsciously look towards movement, you knew that. But he walked further, you saw him sit down by the corner window, settling into the seat comfortably. He was wearing his hero outfit again, abs rippling as he leaned back, and out of the corner of your eye you could see him fiddling with his mask before taking it off and chucking onto the table in front of him.
Ah, so he was probably on a break.
Averting your eyes back to your phone, you tried to ignore his presence. He was a human being, just like yourself, who deserved and probably appreciated his privacy. God knows, if you were in his shoes, you wouldn’t want fans to even think about you, much less look at you.
Minutes passed, maybe twenty? Thirty? But you had finished your drink. Now it was time to will yourself to your feet, to breathe, in, out. You were going to walk over to the trashcan, throw your drink cup away, and leave to walk back home.
Oh, but you were nervous.
You always felt nervous - this was a common occurrence, and each time you came here (you visited this Starbucks maybe twice a week) there was always this fight with your anxiety.
People would look at you as soon as you stood up. Did you walk weird? Your body had weird proportions, people would be mocking you inside their heads as you walked. Your outfit wasn’t trendy, it didn’t fit your body right, you looked odd and out-of-place - that’s probably what people thought as soon as their eyes landed on you.
You’d get judged for your drink cup - the size, because people would probably think it was too big for somebody with your body. Or maybe too small? Would people think you don’t take care of yourself?
Oh god, what if it slipped out of your hand as you were walking over? Even with it being empty, the noise of the cup hitting the floor would draw everyone’s eyes to you. They’d watch as you scramble to pick it up, and they’d probably think how clumsy and awkward and incompetent you were.
And what if the trashcan was full? Would you carry your empty cup home with you? That would look weird, someone carrying an empty cup down the street. I mean, who does that? Well, you’d seen other people do it, watched them carry their drink until they reached a trashcan, and then throw it away. But what if there weren’t any public trashcans nearby? You’d look so odd, fumbling along trying so hard to walk normally, to not draw attention to yourself, to blend in with everyone.
Should you turn around to see if there was another trashcan in the Starbucks? Oh, but that might look stupid. The employees had seen you so often, you’d look like a fool for not knowing if there was another trashcan.
Ugh, and your walk. You have to focus on straightening your shoulders, keeping your back straight, moving your arms - just a little, not too much. Taking even steps, not walking with a heavy foot or making any stomping or scuffing sounds.
There was so much to focus on, too much. And now you had been sitting here for five minutes, knuckles white as you gripped your empty drink cup. You looked like a moron.
You could do this.
Deep breath in, deep breath out.
Remind yourself that people didn’t care, didn’t pay attention to all of the lame little things that you did. You anxiety was misplaced, you worried about things too much, and everything was fine.
You were okay, you could do this.
And so you stood, walked to the trashcan by the door (oh thank god, it was empty), and threw your cup away.
You heard Red Riot saying bye to the employees, his cheery, upbeat voice as he laughed at something one of them said. Oh, had something been said about you? Were the employees and Red Riot laughing about what a disaster you were?
No, you were just being nervous, that was your anxiety talking. Red Riot wasn’t that kind of person, and the employees weren’t either. You knew this.
The door jingled as you opened it, and you heard footsteps behind you so you moved to the side after you had gone through, holding the door open for whoever was behind you.
“Thanks cutie!”
Red Riot was fixing his mask as he strolled past, and your head snapped up, flushing fiercely as you met his gaze. You smiled awkwardly, throwing up a feeble thumbs-up.
Oh god, why did you do that?
Red Riot smiled back at you, giving his own exuberant thumbs-up.
Well, at least he was doing it too. That made your anxiety quiet down a bit, emboldened by your favorite Pro-Hero.
You watched his broad back as he walked away, muscles flexing with each step. He really was a beautiful man, both inside and out.
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The next time you went to Starbucks, you reached the door right as someone else did (even though you saw them walking towards the door, even though you slowed down your pace so they would reach the door first and would go inside so you wouldn’t have to do that awkward dance of who-gets-the-door and who-goes-inside-first).
But they pierced through the awkwardness, yanked the door open for you and stepped to the side and motioned for you to go in first.
It was Red Riot.
He was wearing casual clothes today, ripped jeans and a dark hoodie, but you’d recognize that spike red hair anywhere, those gleaming shark teeth too.
You nodded your thanks quickly, hurrying through the door so he wouldn’t have to stand there for long. Immediately you headed for the bathroom, not wanting to have the Pro-Hero standing in line behind you. He was intimidating, but in the nicest way possible. You were just afraid there was something about you that he would think to be weird, or odd, or out-of-place.
Better to just avoid the situation altogether.
When you finished your business (you were a nervous pee-er), you ordered your drink, deciding to be bold this time and try something different from your usual choice. It was the little things, the small little bits of life that made you anxious - those were the things that you tried to overcome. I mean, life’s all about the small victories, right? And hopefully if you built up enough small victories, you could have a really big victory someday, like telling your favorite barista that you liked her hair, or picking a different seat to sit in, or trying to make a friend with another customers as you waited in line.
But for today, the small victory was stepping outside of your comfort zone just a little bit, getting something new that you weren’t used to.
You ordered, waited patiently for your drink to be made, and then turned to go settle down in your blue armchair by the window.
And Red Riot was sitting in your seat.
Fuck.
Your hands were suddenly sweaty, and you felt the familiar pang of an upset tummy. You were so tired of being nervous, of freaking out every single time there was a small change that you weren’t aware of, or if something happened that you couldn’t control.
There was an armchair opposite the one you always chose - also blue, but not as comfortable and certainly not with a good view out the window. It directly faced your usual spot, but in all your time coming here, no one had ever sat in it. A first you had just figured it was uncomfortable, but as you came here more and more, you figured that the nook was probably for couples rather than individual coffee drinkers.
The time you visited was a bit odd, eight PM, a few hours before closing. But it was the least crowded at this time, and the sun was barely setting, and it was the perfect time for you to be unbothered and by yourself.
But there was Red Riot, invading your (unofficial) space.
But it was okay, you could just sit somewhere else.
It felt weird, sliding onto one of the chairs at a small table. You were so used to your usual, safe routine that this threw you off. You were shaking so bad that you missed your mouth on your first try of sipping at the straw. What an idiot.
You had to try again, holding the straw this time, before you could actually taste the drink.
Selfishly, you wished Red Riot had chosen a different chair. But he was entitled to sit anywhere he liked, and it was obvious he enjoyed this particular Starbucks. Judging by the familiarity with the employees, he was becoming a regular like yourself. You only came once or twice a week, but he probably got his drink fix more often than you did.
Hopefully he didn’t think you were stalking him.
Oh god, what if he thought you were stalking him? How would you show that you weren’t stalking him? Come on a different day? At a different time? But you were here first, this was your routine, and that was your chair!
But man, you really didn’t want to make the Pro-Hero uncomfortable - he’d probably had a few crazy fans who had stalked him before.
Sighing, you sipped slowly at your drink, pulling out your phone to look at memes and text a few to your friends. You could still go about your routine, even if you were sitting in a different spot.
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You ran into him at the grocery store.
It was in the produce aisle, where you were trying to decide between red apples or green, weighing the pros-and-cons of each decision in your head. You probably looked like an idiot, standing in front of the apples and doing nothing but staring at them, but you needed to ignore that right now.
“Yo, Starbucks buddy!”
The shout rang out across the produce section, and you flinched, suddenly drawn out of your apple-selection process.
It was late, almost ten PM, who and why was shouting in the grocery store??
You weren’t one to turn and stare, but you were curious, and surely whoever shouted like that wouldn’t mind a few questioning looks thrown their way.
And so you glanced over your shoulder, expecting to see a bunch of teenage boys greeting each other, or maybe a man saying hi to his friend.
Red Riot was excitedly waving at you.
Your brain blanked. Immediately, you turned your head, trying to see if there was someone else he was waving at. But there was no one around you - hell, there wasn’t even anyone else in the produce section except for you and the hero.
So he had to be waving at you.
Turning your whole body this time, you gave an awkward imitation of his wave, and let out a soft, croaky “Hey…” as the big man walked closer.
He had a big dumb smile on his big dumb face, and as he reached you, it grew even wider.
“Starbucks buddy! I didn’t mean to make you flinch, my bad. I know I can get a little loud sometimes, haha.” He stopped right in front of you, a grocery basket filled to the brim with meat and a few vegetables clutched on one of his large hands. God, he was so strong, you would be struggling to carry such a heavy basket, and here he was lugging it around like it had nothing but a loaf of bread in it. Red Riot could probably squish your skull to a pulp with just his hand, goddamn he was big.
You shrugged at his words, desperately willing your brain to work and to think of something smart and eloquent and good-to-say. “It’s uh, it’s-it’s fine. I’m just y’know, one of those nervous people, y’know?”
Wow.
Good job brain.
But the Pro-Hero smiled gently, putting his basket down on the ground.
“Yeah, I kinda figured.”
Wait, what?
“I’ve seen you a couple times at Starbucks, the one on Grant and 1st. You always seem… well, nervous whenever I see you. At first I just thought it was because I was there, cause y’know, people have different reactions to seeing heros out in public.”
Your eyes were big, you felt your face erupt in an embarrassed fire, and your hands were fucking sweaty. Why couldn’t you have been born like, a blade of grass? A tree? Some non-sentient object that didn’t have to worry about thoughts or talking or how other people perceived it?
Red Riot continued, “But I’ve seen you a couple of other times; once on the subway, a few times at that park on the north side of town, haha, you really get around, dont’cha?”
Ah yes, now would be a good time for something to happen, like a plane to crash into the building and kill both of you instantly. Or some emergency that required his immediate attention, one that was so big and urgent that he would forget about you instantly.
His red eyes were drawn to your leg, which you were subconsciously wiggling like a toddler. His eyes softened, and his voice lowered an octave. “You always seem a bit… anxious. And I know that feeling, believe it or not. I used to be really insecure and nervous when I was younger-“
Oh, great. Now he was just calling attention to the fact that you were acting like a fucking child, that you were a fully-grown adult that couldn’t handle being out in the world because it was too nerve-wracking. Were you really that easy to read?
“-but I had some awesome people to help me through it. My moms were always really supportive, and they took such great care of me. It was rough for a little bit, but I learned how to be confident and how to strut my stuff and it’s helped me to help others. It’s sorta why I became a hero, actually.”
You smiled again, nodding. That made sense - each and every hero had a reason for why they wanted to help the general public, and of course Red Riot’s reason would be pure and inspiring.
“But uh, anyways! I just saw you shopping and thought I’d say hi to my Starbucks buddy. I was hoping you’d come and sit by me the other day, when I sat in the place you usually sit? But I understand that it’s sorta intimidating to approach a hero, even one in civilian clothing.”
Shoot, so he’d wanted you to sit by him that day? And here you were thinking that he had unintentionally commandeered your seat and was just trying to be left alone. God, you were so stupid.
“Oh, I’m-I’m sorry!” You stuttered out, face hotter than the actual sun. “I didn’t realize! I figured you always have people trying to get an autograph or a picture and you probably just want privacy, and I thought that maybe you just wanted to sit there and hadn’t gotten a chance to because I always sit there, which honestly that’s such a selfish thing for me to do - I should probably try to vary the places I sit so I don’t like-“
“Ah, don’t worry about it! You’re fine, okay? Trust me.” Red Riot patted your shoulder (yup, he could definite squeeze your head like a grape), before leaning down to grab his basket off the floor.
“Oh, well uhm, t-thank you, Mr. Red Riot” You resisted the urge to bow.
“Oh!” The man exclaimed, looking slightly surprised, “Call me Kirishima, none of that “Red Riot” stuff, alright?”
Confusion overtook you. “Uh, that’s only for your friends, civilians should respect the heros and call them by their chosen names.” At least, that’s what you had always been told.
But Red Riot just grinned. “Well, what’s your name?”
With a slight shake in your voice, you told him.
“I know your name now, so I officially deem the two of us as friends!” With his free hand, he patted you on the shoulder again. You shivered, and Red Ri-Kirishima seemed to notice.
“You alright (Y/N)? Didn’t hit you too hard, did I?”
“No, no… I’m just… kinda weird about touch I guess.” That was an understatement. You were so incredibly sensitive, every light touch felt searing, hugs always were too much sensation, you shuddered even thinking about cuddling - you were just too sensitive to touch.
Red-Kirishima stepped back, holding his hand up apologetically. “Oops, my bad. I kinda noticed that about you too, I should’ve remembered.”
At your questioning glance, the man hurried to continue. “Well, y’know, I saw that couple bump into you on the subway, and you looked like you were gonna cry. And then, like, at Starbucks you make an effort to not touch the barista’s hands when they give you your change.”
Great, so that was another thing you were obvious and weird about. Just great. You felt embarrassed that Kirishima had noticed that about you so easily, but you guessed being observant was part of his job.
“Well, I’m gonna go check out now, unless you need help with your groceries?” The man motioned to your barely-filled basket, and you shook your head.
“No, it’s-it’s okay. I can handle this, but thank you.”
Kirishima gave you a thumbs up. “Alright, sounds good. Although, are you planning on walking home?”
You shook your head yes, prepared to receive the “its not safe” talk. You knew it wasn’t safe, but it was just a few blocks, and you had made the walk to your apartment a million times, plus, you couldn’t afford to pay for an uber or a cab.
“It’s pretty dark out there, mind if I walk you home? I’m a hero and all, I promise I’m not going to try and steal your wallet.”
And there it was. For someone as nervous as yourself, walking alone in the dark really was no issue. Maybe it’s cause you weren’t afraid of someone trying to hurt you. You looked poor, you were ugly as fuck, and it was only a couple of blocks.
‘It’s okay Mr. R-Kirishima, I don’t mind. I’ll probably be here for a bit longer, don’t worry about me.”
He probably had other things to tend to, and even if he didn’t, you weren’t important enough to make a Pro-Hero go out of his way to walk you home. You were such an inconvenience already, it would just make you feel worse about yourself. And would you have to make small talk as the two of you walked?
Would he try and insist upon carrying your groceries? Would he want to walk up to your apartment floor with you? Or would he say goodbye in the lobby?
Once again, best to just avoid the situation altogether.
Plus, you knew the hero was just trying to be polite. He probably didn’t actually want to walk you home.
Kirishima tried to offer again, but you turned him down, shaking your head, self-consciously drawing your shoulders up. You probably looked so stupid, like a scared little dog that had gotten yelled at. But it was a nervous reaction, and it felt better than just trying to stand there like a block.
Kirishima smiled gently, told you to have a safe night, and then left to go check out.
You turned back to the apples, trying to focus back on which color you should get, stuck between red, or green.
----
The next time you visited Starbucks, your regular spot was once again empty. It was almost a relief, seeing that you wouldn’t have to figure out if Kirishima wanted to talk today or not, if he wanted you to sit by him, or if he was just trying to make small talk back at the grocery store.
So you settled in, warm hot chocolate in hand as you looked out the window, watched cars whiz by on the street, rain puttering down softly.
And then Kirishima was bursting through the door, sending the door bell jingling in a frenzy, rain patterned heavily over his jean jacket, His eyes immediately found you, and his face lit up in a smile.
“(Y/N)!!!!”
You gave a little wave, watching as Kirishima smiled cheerily at you, before quickly ordering a drink. Immediately, the muscled redhead came to sit down in the armchair opposite you, panting a little bit.
“Wooo, I had to run here, started raining on me!”
“I can tell.” You let out a small laugh, noticing how his spiky hair was drooping from getting rained on.
“Glad to see you got home okay the other night.” The male blurted, leaning forward so he could strip off his jacket.
You paused. “What do you mean?”
He flashed you a grin, throwing his jacket over the back of the chair. “Well, you’re here, aren’t you?”
Ah, he had a point.
His name was called, and Kirishima jumped up and went to pick up his drink before plopping back down in the armchair with a sigh.
“So, (Y/N), you ever been to the ocean before? All this water, the streets might be an ocean by the time we leave.”
Kirishima proceeded to launch into a story about the time he went to the ocean with his buddy Bakugou, how they had swam with turtles and even got to see a whale.
You were glad he was doing all the talking, letting you sit back and listen while you sipped at your hot cocoa. There was no pressure for you to talk, no pressure for you to try and fumble for the right words. And it was nice, seeing the big hero be so excited and animated, gesturing with his hands and almost spilling his drink all over himself.
As you listened to him talk, you settled back further into the armchair contentedly. He was a nice person to be around, you could see yourself being friends with him, if he didn’t mind.
——
And friends you did become.
It wasn’t long before the two of you exchanged numbers - Kirishima had wanted to send you a picture of a dog he had seen the other day while he was out patrolling.
The two of you texted memes to each other, cute pictures of animals, and even though your anxiety was loud and demanding and convinced you that you were bothering the man, Kirishima always assured you that was never the case.
He always seemed to be able to tell when you were feeling anxious, when nervousness settled deep in your bones and refused to leave. You slowly began to notice that with Kirishima, your anxiety was quieter. It was easy to let the exuberant man to take the lead, for him to make decisions, whether to walk up and ask to pet the cute dog or not. It was freeing in a way, letting your new friend take your anxiety and make it be quiet.
After all, no one gave you a second glance, now that you were trailing behind Pro-Hero Red Riot.
Kirishima was such a character, goofy, cheerful, and always sporting a sunny disposition. His casual fashion consisted of the most god-awful color combinations and mixed patterns. It wasn’t uncommon for the man to bounce towards you in greeting, wearing neon green crocs, dark blue overalls that were plaid, and a head-ache inducing black-and-white psychedelic shirt. Somehow he made it all work, and didn’t look odd or out of place.
You admired him, truly. You wished you could have his confidence, his attitude and bouncy personality. If you had confidence like that, you could probably do anything. As it stood right now, you could barely approach someone on the street and ask to pet their dog.
It had been so embarrassing, walking with Kirishima down the street and listening to him talk between gulps of a bright pink slushy. You spotted a woman walking a dog on the other side of the street, a big dog, fluffy and sweet-looking and happily walking along it’s owner, stopping to sniff at each plant that grew in the cracks of the sidewalk.
“Cute, I wish I could pet that dog.” You interrupted Kiri’s story, gazing wistfully at the dog.
Kirishima paused, swiveling his head to see what dog you were talking about. Once he did, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed your hand. “Lets go pet it then!”
But when he tried to pull you forward, you balked, pulling your wrist backward.
“I-I can’t, it’s….. I don’t know, It’s fine, I’ll stay here.”
Kirishima raised an eyebrow, studying you as he took another slow sip of his slushy. You had your own slushy, a significantly smaller size than the beefy Pro-Hero’s own giant cup.
“(Y/N), it’s okay - I’ll do all the talking, ‘kay?”
He could tell that the thought of talking to the owner, asking to pet their dog, was making you nervous. What if they said no? What if they thought you were being rude? Would the dog not like you? Would the owner think you looked funny? What if they were hurrying somewhere?
But if Kirishima did all the talking….. maybe you could manage trailing behind him, only emerging from his shadow if the owner said yes to petting their dog.
You gave the big man a weak smile, nodding gingerly before getting yanked forward, Kirishima already speed-walking towards the lady.
He asked, the lady said yes - you got to pet the absolute cutest dog ever. It was heaven.
You were grateful for Kirishima - shyly told him as much. If you were by yourself, you would have noticed the cute dog, but done nothing about it, just wished you had the courage to approach and ask if you could pet it.
But with Kiri? He made anything possible.
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You were worried you were annoying him.
There was no evidence, but still, wouldn’t it be annoying to have an anxious little shadow? One that shook and stuttered and could barely go to the grocery store without freaking out and having a panic attack? Your fears and feelings weren’t entirely unfounded, I mean, there were millions upon millions of possible outcomes of any one action. Unfortunately, your brain liked to focus only on the negative options.
But Kirishima never got tired, never got frustrated with you. He didn’t mind ordering for the both of you when you got snacks at a fast-food place during long afternoons. He didn’t mind taking up extra space with his personality, being loud and brash and drawing attention to himself when you felt like everyone was watching you, waiting for you to make a stupid mistake.
Kiri seemed to like walking you home, helped you check your windows and in the closet and under the bed (not for people, but what if there was some eldritch monster that lurked just out of sight?). He never made fun of you for your feelings or fears, just gently listened and then tried to help you deal with them.
He even got you to be somewhat comfortable with making silly little mistakes in public. One time the man tripped on thin air, spilling warm coffee all over you and himself. Immediately he burst out laughing at his own clumsiness, apologizing between giggles as he heaved himself off the floor and went to go grab napkins.
If you had spilled a drink on him and yourself, you would’ve been asking Siri where the nearest cliff was. But you realized, the same way that you weren’t worried, and how it wasn’t that big of a problem that your shirt was now soaked with sweet coffee and sticking to your skin, Kirishima probably wouldn’t care if you spilled anything on him.
After all, it was an honest mistake.
The big man was helping you to learn how to be more comfortable in the world.
But still, the creeping suspicion that he was just being kind to you out of sheer politeness was forefront in your mind.
So you came up with a question, practiced asking it in the mirror, took several days to build up your confidence to ask Kirishima.
“Do you actually want to be friends with me?”
And sure, that might be a forward question. But you valued honesty, had told him so a few times when he asked you to rate his outfit on a scale from 1-10 (usually it was a solid 10 - his personality making the outfit shine) you tried not to lie to others, and expected the same courtesy from them.
The two of you were in the park, resting on one of the benches after walking around and looking at the different plants (one of your favorite activities, no matter how lame). And now was as good a time as ever, so you popped the question, barely stuttering once.
Kirishima was silent for a bit, and you were almost afraid of looking up at him. The truth would come out now - how he just saw a pathetic little civilian and felt so much pity for them that he decided to be their friend. You were just a burden to him, how could you ever be anything else?
When you dared to look up at the big redhead, the intensity in his gaze had you leaning towards the side nervously, away from the strength of all his attention focused on you.
“(Y/N)…. becoming friends with you was - it’s been the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.” His voice held such sincerity, his face open and honest.
You recoiled from the statement, uncomfortable with the compliment. That had to be a lie, he was just saying that to make you feel better. You were so pathetic and weak that other people had to pretend that you were better than you actually were to avoid hurting your feelings. You wished you never existed. Why did you even ask him that question in the first place? There was no way that someone as nice as Kirishima would actually tell you how worthless and pitiful you were.
Large hands grabbed your own, and you jumped. Kirishima’s hands were warm, scarred and calloused, yet soft in their grip as they gently squeezed your own hands. You tried not to flinch at the contact.
“I know that you don’t believe me, but you should. You know-“ One of his hands went to run through his hair, tousling through it’s straight, un-gelled style, before returning to your hand. “-I was pretty lonely before I met you. Like, I had my squad - Bakugou and Mina and Denki and Sero…. But it just….. There was something missing.”
Kirishima leaned close to you, your sides pressing together, his red eyes trying to catch your own. You were too shy, had to look off to the side.
“There was someone missing. And when I saw you, it felt…. Everything just clicked. I was missing you.”
You could feel his breath fanning against the side of your flaming hot face. It was uncomfortable. He was lying, he had to be. He was just trying to help you be confident in yourself, so he wouldn’t have to baby you and hold your hand and help you do simple things like ordering food or going for walks and not worrying about what people thought of you.
He was just being nice.
For some reason, you felt your throat clog up, felt the spicy sting of tears building up. Why did you feel like crying? You weren’t exactly in tune with any of your other emotions, only paid attention if it was anxiety or fear.
A thumb rubbed over your knuckles soothingly (it burned), and the next thing you knew you were being enveloped in a bear hug, Kirishima’s arms crushing you into his chest, his pecs pressing against your face.
Goddamn, he was built as fuck.
You tried to keep still, not squirm away from his touch like a child. You were an adult, you could handle a little bit of discomfort over being touched.
Kiri sighed. “I like being around you (Y/N). You don’t judge me for my mistakes, you accept them - you accept me. You uh, you make me happy dude, like, really happy.”
You chuckled a little bit at the redheads use of the word “dude”. Only a meathead could turn a sappy moment on it’s head by using the word “dude”. Still, you liked the way Kirishima talked, from the excited chatter when he was talking about something he liked, to the slow, comforting honey when he was being sincere and intimate, like now.
At the same time, your heart felt tight, waiting for the inevitable but that was sure to come. For the redhead to explain that he enjoyed your company but he was just being polite to a nervous civilian who couldn’t fend for themselves. You fun to hang out with but it was only because you made him look better, cooler and manlier because he was nice to someone as pathetic as you.
The but never came. You waited and waited, but Kirishima just kept the slow rhythm of his thumb rubbing over your knuckles, kept your face pressed into his chest and an arm wrapped around your body. You didn’t know what to do.
Should you pull back? Your throat felt tight again. Kirishima was lying to you, he had to be. There wasn’t any way that someone would actually enjoy you as a person.
You pulled back from the warmth of his body, pulled your hand away from his. “I don’t….. I want honesty Kirishima. Please? Lies hurt more than the truth, please. I’m not a good person, I’m pathetic and nervous and shy, and I’m too loud sometimes, and my body looks weird, and I’m ugly and disgusting, and-“
“(Y/N), stop.” His voice thundered, cutting you off. Immediately, you fell silent, chest tightening, gaze falling to your lap. He was right. He didn’t need to hear all your insecurities, they were already clear to see. You were such a drag on his life, he probably hated having to deal with you, having to see you.
“Kiri, I’m not uhm-“ Your voice was wavering. “-I’m not feeling so great, I think I’m gonna head home.”
As you stood, so did the redhead. “Please don’t feel obligated to walk me home, I know it’s way out of your way.” He probably hated every second of it, probably insisted just to be polite. Even now, Kirishima was beginning to protest, grabbing at your hand. You pulled back, eyes fixed on the ground.
“Kiri, please.” You whispered, tears threatening to fall. You hated yourself. You hated yourself so much, your chest hurt, your ears felt full, everything felt too heavy and bad - there weren’t even any words to explain it. You just wanted to go home and cry, sob into a pillow.
Kirishima stayed put, probably watching you walk away from the park. God, you hoped he wasn’t, you walked so weirdly. Why couldn’t you just disappear?
——
You tried your best to disappear.
You did the bare minimum, turning in assignments an hour before they were due, half-assing them. You hardly ventured out of your room, only to grab water or to use the bathroom.
Neighbors kept knocking on your door, probably the couple in the apartment opposite you, asking for a cup of sugar so they could make cookies, or wanting to tell you that your mail downstairs was getting full. But being the person you were, you were far too nervous to go answer the door. You were probably annoying people. It would just be better for the world if you weren’t in it, wouldn’t it?
Kirishima kept trying to text you, call you (Even though he knew you couldn’t pick up - calls terrified you), trying to coax you to go on a walk with him, to come get coffee or a slushie with him when he finished working. You brushed him off with lame excuses, telling him you were sick, backtracking when he said he was coming over with soup and movies. You didn’t feel well enough for company.
Still, the man kept texting you several times a day, then only a few times, and now it was down to just once a day. In one corner of your mind, it hurt. The rest of your mind knew that it was for the best, knew that his life was going to be better because you weren’t going to be there bothering him.
His texts consisted of simple messages now, ones you felt bad not responding to, but if you did respond, you hated yourself for the rest of the day. You sucked.
“(Y/N), look at this dog!” *IMAGE ATTACHED*
Cute.
“Yo, you wanna come get something to drink at our place? They have a deal on coffee today!”
Sorry Kiri, I’m not feeling too good today. You should go get a drink though, have fun!
“I saw some people rollerskating in the park, we should try that!”
Yeah.
“Would you wanna go for a walk sometime?”
I don’t think so, I’m pretty busy right now. You should go and get sunshine though, you deserve it!
“We need to go to our Starbucks soon, I need COFFEE haha”
(:
“Gonna ever come see where I work? I can show you my office, it’s super cool!”
“(Y/N), you doing okay?”
“I miss you.”
----
You woke up to the sound of your neighbors (or maybe the complex manager?) knocking on your door. Anxiety filled you, palms immediately becoming clammy, so you fumbled around your bed, searching for your earbuds. Maybe if you could listen to music, you could calm down? Sometimes that worked, sometimes not. It really depended on how worked up you were.
Luckily you found them, quickly stuffing them in your ears as you queued music up on your phone. The knocking faded out as music filled your ears, but your anxiety still persisted. You curled up onto your side, hugging a pillow to your chest, almost on the verge of tears from nothing more than a few knocks at your door. You were such a burden to society.
It took a minute, but your heart stopped racing, palms stopped sweating, and you fell back asleep. You were so tired of being awake.
----
You awoke a second time to hands carding gently through your hair. It felt weird for a brief second, but you just ignored the feeling - until you remembered that you lived alone, and the front door was supposed to be locked.
Squeaking in panic, you shot up, eyes wide, scrambling back into the corner of your bed, clutching the blanket to your chest.
Kirishima blinked at you, hand still hovering over where your he’d had previously been. He was sitting on the edge of your bed, shoes off, bare feet on the floor.
Your eyes were still wide with fear, chest heaving with panic, but you managed to rip out your earbuds. “Kirishima? How-how did you get in?!? What are you….” You trailed off, tugging your blanket closer around your body as you realized that you were in your pajamas. They weren’t provocative, nor exposed any skin, but they drowned your form, were probably stained and most likely dirty, and you definitely looked awful. But back to the issue at hand, how did Kiri get in your apartment?
The man in question gave a dorky little wave, lips quirking up ever so slightly.
“(Y/N), hey! I haven’t seen you in so long!” He paused for a second, and when he spoke again, his voice was softer, more serious. “I missed you… I was kinda worried.”
“But how are you- I mean…. inside?” You stuttered, completely flustered.
“Oh, I talked to the complex manager, said I was a family member who was really worried about you. Showed him how you haven’t been answering my texts…. I was really worried (Y/N). You were giving such weird replies to my texts, and then you stopped answering completely, and no one answered the door whenever I knocked.”
Wait, that was him knocking? All those times?
You were going to jump out the window.
“Kiri… I didn’t mean to worry you, I just… You shouldn’t be worried about me.”
“Why not? I care about you, I… I wanted to see you.”
It was time to be honest, say the things that were painful to say. The truths that hurt your heart, but needed to be said. Otherwise, Kirishima just wouldn’t get it.
“Kiri, I’m not-I’m not worth your worry. I don’t deserve it. I’m a nervous, depressed wreck, who can’t even open a door or answer the phone. You’re-you’re being nice to me cause you’re a good person. I don’t think I should be… well, like, around you. I just-I bring you down, and you have to do stuff for me and reassure me and I’m such a burden. Please just, I don’t know, please just don’t give me any more attention. I’m so stupid and gross and you should be friends with someone who isn’t….. isn’t like me.”
You finished your rant, almost breathless, choked up, feeling ready to cry.
Silence reigned between the two of you, everything quiet except for the sound of your breathing and the rhythmic clicking of your fan.
It was uncomfortable. But you’d said your piece. It’d be weird if you said anything else, right? Should you say something else? Was he going to hate you for wasting his time? Holy crap, Kirishima is gonna hate you for wasting his time, for not telling him that at the beginning, when he first got to know you.
“(Y/N)-“ The sound of Kirishima’s soft, low voice made your head snap up, up to his face. He was looking at you, red eyes dark and large and filled with… pity? Sadness? “-I don’t even know how to tell you how wrong you are about that.”
The blanket shrouding your body was quickly pulled away, Kirishima discarding it to the side so he could shuffle closer to you, wrap you in one of his signature death-grip hugs. You were quickly pulled into his arms, the large man hunched over you as he squeezed you tight. It didn’t feel good. You wished he would remember that you didn’t like to be touched.
“I was pretty sure of my feelings before… well, before you asked if I wanted to be friends with you. And truthfully, I wasn’t exactly honest with you.” Your heart gave the tiniest squeeze. You knew he had been lying to you, but yeah, it did kinda hurt to hear him admit it.
“I kinda wanna be more than friends with you, actually.”
His hold on your body loosened, pulling back so he could look at your face. Your ugly, about-to-cry, gross face. You tried to turn away, pull out of his grip and find your blanket and crawl underneath it and stay there until you died. There was no way he was coming onto you - you weren’t good enough for him. He was Kirishima, Red Riot, pro hero, sunshine of the world, manliest and strongest guy out there.
And you were just….
You.
Kirishima didn’t let you move away. He grabbed your arms, pulled you up a bit so you were at his level. “I’m serious about this. I know you don’t believe me, all that anxiety and nervousness trying to lie to you, but….” A quick glance at his face showed the redhead to be blushing. “I’ve wanted to be more than friends from the moment I first saw you.”
Exasperated, almost angry at this point (he was lying), you scoffed, wiggling in his grip to signal that you wanted to let go.
“Kiri, I held a door open for you, it was nothing special. I’m ugly and lame and I panic over the slightest things, stop lying to me and saying that I’m someone worth your time.” Surprised, Kirishima loosened his grasp on your arms, and you moved away from him to sit on the edge of the bed. “I could never be worth your time.”
Was silence becoming a trend between the two of you? Apparently, because Kirishima didn’t say anything, just crawled over and sat down next to you. The big man was hardly ever silent, always talking about this, that, or the other. You were just a pro at messing things up, weren’t you?
A moment longer of sitting awkwardly in silence. You couldn’t take it anymore, you wanted to be able to cry about your shameful existence in peace, without having to entertain Kiri’s pity and lies.
“Can you….. Can you-you go…. Please?” You whispered, hugging your arms around your body. Oh yeah, you had forgotten you were in your gross, oversized pajamas. Just another thing for you to feel bad about.
Kirishima didn’t move.
Afraid he hadn’t heard you, you turned bright red, what an idiot - you can’t even speak loud enough to be heard. You stuttered as you started to repeat your request, but Kirishima cut you off.
“Why can’t you see?” He turned to you. “You’re the most lovely thing, I want to be around you all the time. Why can’t you see that you’re the most wonderful person in the world?”
Horrified, you reeled back. He was just pushing more lies. You felt so uncomfortable, you hated this, you wanted him to stop. “That’s-that’s just some fantasy Kiri…. I’m awful. Please, just go-“
“No.”
No? His voice sounded different, harsh and filled with authority. You looked at your feet, settled against the bare floor. You just wanted to sleep, and sleep, and never have to wake up. Why did being a human have to be so hard?
Might as well let the big redhead say his piece, make you feel worse about yourself. Then you could shove him out the door and spend the next week sobbing yourself sick.You felt bad, you couldn’t even explain your own emotions, put a name to this feeling that was painful and clawed at your chest like it was trying to rip you apart.
“You aren’t understanding me (Y/N). That’s no fantasy of mine - that’s reality.” A large hand grabbed your chin softly, turning your face towards Kiri’s. “Whenever I come up with a fantasy that involves you, I end up fucking my fist ’til I go raw.”
The admission made you stutter, and you hadn’t thought it was possible for you to blush harder, but here you were - twelve shades redder than the reddest tomato.
Kiri didn’t give you a chance to breathe. “I missed you so much, you don’t even realize. I could compliment you until I go blue in the face, but you’re so shy and nervous and adorable, you’d never, ever believe me.”
Well, that much was true. At least he knew you well.
“So instead, I’m just gonna show you how much you mean to me.”
Soft lips met your own, a hand fisting into your hair and twisting your head back to make kissing you easier for Kiri. You couldn’t even think, barely had presence of mind to push at the solid man, hitting his chest. You felt ugly, and gross, and stupid and weak, was this some sort of prank? This had to be some sort of prank. There’s no way Kirishima could actually be attracted to you.
Your mind was drawn to the present when a sharp blossom of pain emanated from your lip. Kiri pulled back, a single drop of blood running down his chin as he stared at you, your foreheads almost touching.
“Don’t get in your head, I want you here. Don’t think, just feel.”
You wanted to say something, to open your mouth and ask him again to leave. He shouldn’t be kissing you, he should be kissing someone prettier, stronger, someone who had their life together.
You wanted to protest, but you were being pushed onto your back on the bed, Kiri’s large, calloused hands grabbing at your limbs and bodily moving you however he saw fit despite your squirming.
“Kir-stop-stop touching! Don’t, please, I’m-I’m so gross-“
His lips were on yours again, swallowing your cries as he moved the two of you around on the small bed until you were splayed out underneath him. He was moving so quickly, with such confidence and self-assuredness that you couldn’t keep up. His hands were starting to squeeze at your waist, his thighs bracketing your own as the big man got comfortable over you, leaning down to avoid breaking the deep, passionate kiss.
Your lungs were burning.
You had to pull your face to the side, pushing at Kiri’s shoulders as you did so, making panicked noises as you tried (and failed) to take in air through your nose. How the hell was Kiri holding his breath this long?
The man finally got the hint, letting you pull away from him, gasping for air. You felt dizzy, his hands were still squeezing and stroking over your waist, it was too much. As you tried to get your breathing under control, you glanced up at your friend, red-faced, on the verge of tears. Why was he doing this? You were so gross, ugly, nothing when compared to how fit and muscular and handsome Kirishima was.
HIs eyes were dark, chin smeared red from the blood earlier - you bet your chin looked the same. His chest rose and fell rapidly, seemingly also out of breath, but the moment your eyes met his, the man was descending again, this time to press hot kisses all over your face, on your jaw, behind your ears.
“Don’t, oh, please don’t. Kiri-why are you-? Stop-“ You gasped, the sensations of his lips trailing across your skin too much for you to handle. A kiss to the column of your throat had you jolting, trying to sit up, not knowing what you were doing but trying to get away. It was too much.
“Lay back.” Kiri’s deep voice rumbled. “Let me make you feel good. You’ll forget about the anxiety, okay? Just focus on me.”
You didn’t want to focus on him. But at the same time, the situation was so overwhelming, you didn’t know what to do except let him push you back down with a hand on your chest.
Before you could process what happened, your clothes were off, his clothes gone as well. You wanted to shriek; cry and cover yourself and tell Kirishima to leave, but everything was happening too fast, and your body couldn’t keep up.
You felt floaty, buzzy, like you were in a weird dream, ears stopped up full of cotton.
Wet fingers prodded at your entrance. Oh, were they Kiri’s? When had they gotten wet? The fingers retracted, and you watched Kirishima gather the saliva in his mouth before spitting onto his hand.
Ah.
The fingers were back, one pushing into you, the pressure too deep, too tight, too harsh. You knew in the back of your mind that you probably looked so stupid, gasping and shivering and shaking, but you couldn’t control it.
One finger turned into two, then three, then four, and then they were gone, something much bigger trying to split you open.
You felt sick.
You couldn’t move.
Kirishima was kissing your face again, his touch burning, making your skin feel tingly and painful and rough everywhere he touched. It hurt. He was saying something, but your ears were buzzing, everything felt fuzzy and weird, and you didn’t know where to look, what to do, except lie there and let the man continue.
He was soft, gentle. But no amount of easy touches or reassuring words were getting through to you, just the overwhelming sensation of being too full, nausea thick in your stomach, throat closing up. The room tasted like blood.
The pressure wasn’t going away, just building and building and building as Kirishima thrust into you, until eventually a twinge of pleasure slipped into your system alongside the discomfort of being filled.
It felt weird… nice? You couldn’t tell anymore.
There was only sweat, slick, slapping noises, rough hands running over your skin, words being said. You couldn’t grasp anything.
You felt full, empty, all at the same time.
The pleasure built, higher and higher and higher until it burst into little sharp fragments that ran through your veins, zinging into your wrists, sparking through your tummy.
And then there was warmth inside you, and the part of you still lucid recognized that Kirishima had just cum inside your body.
You couldn’t get enough air into your lungs.
----
Kirishima was laying beside you, making shushing sounds, stroking your hair, pulling the blanket up around the two of you. The pressure between your legs was gone, as was the stinging pleasure that had spilled all over your body. You couldn’t feel, everything was still too much, too loud and bright and rough and warm.
Kirishima was still stroking your hair as you finally calmed down, hyperventilating coming to a stop, shaking still there, but not as violent as it had been.
“-so strong, and your laugh always makes me happy. I love you, and I know you love me back. It’s gonna take some time for us to work past all this nervous stuff, but I’m not give up. I’ll always be here for you, you know that?”
He was rambling, occasionally pressing soft kisses to your neck, along your collarbone - innocent, reassuring. You closed your eyes.
“You need someone to be there for you, I know. You get so anxious, and you bottle up your feelings, and I know you get so scared of saying or doing the wrong thing and you just freeze or panic.” He continued. “You won’t ever have to worry about that with me. We worked around it today, yeah? You just relax, and let me lead. I’m never gonna steer you wrong (Y/N).”
You felt cold.
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1000. 1000 followers. ???!?!?!?!?!??!?!!!!!!!?!?!?!
heres me shipping my mutuals for 1k💟 i’m def missing ppl and i’m so sorry but my brain is not working
@bunny-xoxo i have you and bokuto engraved in my little pea size brain. uhm i’m not gonna lie i think youd ghost him (lol) and it would make him sad, but otherwise good ass couple. long car drives and screaming
@genesisrose74 you and hinata shoyo are literally dating i’m literally jealous of you like you two are in a committed relationship you hold hands and play with each other’s hair and have really chaotic conversations where you send him lengthy paragraphs that he has to reread twenty times and he sends you about forty texts while you’re typing. such a cute couple, though. would kill for what y’all have
@rat-bastar kuroo💪😫. LMFAO jk, it’s kirishima. yup, yup, you heard me right fucker. he combats ur monotone-ness and ‘i will punch you in the face’ comments with pure sunshine and also teasing the fuck out of you. pretty good balance, clashing aesthetics couple. i think y’all would be unironically cute so there 🤢
@444sushirrito you have denki kaminari on your ass tbh, i’m not gonna lie. i love that man and would fight you at the sword for him, but you two are in love 😪.
@snoozless you already know this but i still think you and matsukawa would be real swell. yknow when you’re tired or all over the place and you send a lot of random chaotic shit and can never spell? he loves that. he loves it. you two would be so cute. he’d just listen to you ramble about your little notes and cute things you got for organizing and philosophy and general sweet elle things, n he’d probably tease you for it but he’s got big heart eyes.
@erekami eren what the fuck. nothing but eren. listen, i don’t know much about him,,,,, or anything about him other than the fact he looks like a goth twink but i know YOU LOOK LIKE A GOTH TWINK TOO SO ??????? plus, you’re literally so in love with him. you talk about him the way i talk about bakugo..... like........... when is the wedding? (but also on another note, i could see you and kenma making a pretty good couple)
@kuroosperiodictable wow believe it or not. kuroo. you GET THE DIRTY CAPITALIST TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. he teases you a lot tho, han, i’m not gonna lie to you so you’re gonna have to learn to stomach it bc he is relentless 😕. he has such a cocky, laidback fuckhead attitude and you’ve got sweet shy vibes and i think you two would be such a good couple. he embarrasses you sometimes (in a cute way), and you send him cute ass good morning texts periodically. i feel like youd look up science puns to send him and a bunch of cat boy memes but i’m assuring u rn that he loves them
@x6nji ijichi. idfk bitch go lick his overly defined cheek bones. break his glasses shawty bae
@mitsuluv ok reiner specifically bc i know how badly you want to suck his tits but also on a for real note. kiyoko. LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO. can you imagine you two as a couple? i’d die. i don’t even know if you like her but i would pass away? you two are smart bitch gays and you play with her hair and she just stares at u whenever tf she can
@txzierbaby yachi! yes i think you two would be really sweet together!! like matching aesthetics vibe imo. y’all would def go on a picnic date
@izukine han pls don’t kill me but, liyah i’m giving u megumi. you two would be such a hot & sexy couple? if i saw you walking down the street i would think ab you both for the rest of my life as a human being— like up until the day i die. y’all bullying each other hard as fuck ngl
@dancingazaleas baby again idfk anything about aot but i think the way u talk ab zeke is true love <3
#ramsey 1k!#ikigaitooru luvs#screaming.mutuals#ty for 1k yakl are literally so cute#i am in love w all of my mutuals#all of you.#kiss me#rn
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