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jaegersdevil · 10 days

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you know how to ball (i know aristotle) [sukuna x fem!reader]

summary: college!au where sukuna is the star rugby player, and reader plays in college quiz bowls. w/c: 3k cw: inaccurate quiz bowl rep (i only play jeopardy on tv ok pls ignore the actual content and focus on the point of the fic ok ty), a lot of allusions to suggestive content, no use of y/n, reader is referred to as 'girl', and wears a skirt. a/n: i i i idk what u were expecting, but it should've been another taylor fic hehe

"Sukuna! Sir!" You turn your head toward the voice. The man beside you huffs deeply but turns anyway, apologising softly.

"Hey, man," Sukuna mumbles, shaking the hand of the Freshman student who's panting like he ran three miles (he probably did). "What's up?"

The kid eyes you up and down like he's never seen a woman before.

"Eyes up here, bro," Your boyfriend bites, giving him a fake smile. The kid nods quickly, gaze avoiding you at all costs.

"Uh–" He stutters. "Gojo was wondering when you were gonna show up to training."

Sukuna pokes his tongue into the inside of his cheek. "Tell the freak I'll be there after I walk my girl to her car, okay?"

The kid nods and turns, speed-walking in the direction of the field.

Sukuna rolls his eyes and wraps his arm around your head, bringing you into his chest. You giggle at the sudden affection and continue walking to the car park.

"Fucking kids."

"He’s eighteen, Kuna," You laugh, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"I had more decency when I was that age..."

Scoffing, you lean back. "You're joking, right?"

Sukuna raises an eyebrow as you descend the steps. "Watch it."

You snicker and pull away from him, digging around in your bag for your car keys. When you spot the miniature stuffed bunny keychain, you grab it.

You can feel Sukuna side-eying you when you unlock the car. "What?"

He points at the keychain. "Is that the little cat thing you begged me for?"

You don't answer, knowing he knows exactly what it is. "Jellycat."

"Huh?" Sukuna's face scrunches up in confusion.

"Jellycat is the brand. And, yes, it's the one you got me. Don't act stupid, idiot."

Sukuna smirks. "I'll buy you more of them if you keep talking to me like that."

Your jaw drops, and you laugh, slapping him on the bicep. "Fuck off."

But before you can open the car door, Sukuna spins you around by the shoulders and presses you into the side of the car, hands roaming under your hoodie.

"I'll see you tonight," He whispers, lips slanting over yours hotly.

"Mmhm," You hum, running your fingers through his hair. Pulling away, Sukuna continues to press sloppy kisses along your jaw. "Be good at practice. Don't spear tackle Gojo again."

Sukuna scoffs. "That was an accident."

Rolling your eyes, you press your hand to his hard chest. "Yeah, ok."

"Bye, baby," Sukuna's hands slide down to squeeze your ass, and you look at the campus entrance to ensure nobody's there.

"Bye, yourself."

He gives you one last slap on the ass, and then he's stalking away, glancing over his shoulder to check on you as you slam the car door closed and turn the engine on.

Entering Shoko's apartment, the smell of burnt toast hits you in the face. You toe your sneakers off at the door and walk toward the cacophony of voices.

"Sorry!" Choso exclaims in the kitchen, wafting the smoke away with his hands. "Not my fault your toaster is fucked."

Shoko gasps and hits him with a teatowel on the leg. She points at him. "Don't talk shit about my appliances when you ruined all of yours!"

You step into the space, drawing the eyes of the three in conversation, and Nanami and Utahime sitting at the dining table with textbooks scattered around them.

"Thank god you're here!" Shoko laughs, wrapping her arms around your neck.

"Studying going good?" You giggle, waving at the others.

Shoko glares at Choso over her shoulder. "It was."

Choso throws his hands up in defence, and Shoko turns back to you.

"How's Mr Rugby Player?" She grins.

You smile softly. "He's good."

"Being as annoying as ever, I suppose?" Nanami's voice calls, not looking up from where he scribbles down his notes.

Utahime scoffs, placing her pen down on the table. "Not as annoying as Gojo."

"Yeah, okay. Don't say his name; you'll summon him."

Rolling your eyes with a laugh, you walk into the dining room. You take your bag off your shoulder and put it on the table to remove your laptop. "What topics are we doing this weekend?"

Utahime points at the list of past regional questions. "I'm doing philosophy and fine arts, Nanami's math, and you're literature."

"Okay," you sit at the head of the table. "Choso, history?"

Nanami nods without looking up. "And Sho is doing science, like always."

"Sweet," You mumble before your phone buzzes.

baby 5:23 pm morning practice got cancelled 5:23 pm so coming to your nerd fest tmr

Despite his teasing, you feel the wings of butterflies flutter inside your stomach.

5:24 pm !!!!! 5:24 pm can't wait to see my himbo of a bf in a crowd of nerds!!!

You can almost see him rolling his eyes.

baby 5:25 pm call me that again and you'll be using crutches at your comp

"Quit texting," Shoko says, shuffling her flash cards. "We don't want a repeat of last time."

With your warm cheeks, you lock your phone and toss it into your bag. "Sorry."

"I'm not nervous," You mumble, checking the fit of your skirt in the mirror for the ninth time in ten minutes.

"Yeah, you're perfectly calm," Sukuna grumbles in his pillow. He lays half-naked under the duvet, his voice the only sign of life.

You glare at him through the mirror and glance at the clock on the wall—7:45 am.

You inhale sharply and duck into the closet to grab your bag. "I'm going."

Sukuna groans, shifting slightly under the blankets. "Kiss."

Despite his usually cold exterior, Sukuna is always soft around you—something you created.

Rounding the bed, you lean over to kiss his mouth, scratching his scalp with your fingers. A deep, raspy groan sounds from the back of his throat, and you have to pull away before he pulls you onto the bed.

"Starts at ten," You remind him, lips hovering over his forehead. "Be there at quarter to."

Sukuna hums, turning over. "Be the best."

"I'll try," You laugh, shoving your feet into your shoes. "Bye!"

"He's here," Nanami rolls his eyes, pointing toward the crowd. Your eyes widen, and you give your friend a side hug.

You weave your way to the hall entrance, small 'sorry's' and 'excuse me's' leaving your lips. And when you hear your name, you push yourself up on your tiptoes. A head of pink hair stands out against the rest, and you notice he's surrounded by two other giant guys, too.

"Hey," Sukuna mumbles in your hair when you run into him. You grin into his chest and look up at him.

"Hi."

"Baby," He says, voice louder as he pushes you back. "You gotta get up there."

"I know," You sigh, greeting Negi and Miguel with a wave.

"Good luck," Miguel smiles, and Negi laughs. "We'll be cheering you on."

"Thanks, guys," You nod, feeling Sukuna's hands smooth out the collar of your blouse.

Sukuna shakes his head, ignoring his teammates. "You're gonna do so good."

"I hope so," You sigh, hearing the warning bell before the start of the tournament.

"Love you," Sukuna grumbles, kissing your head. You pull away.

"Love you!" Laughing, you walk backwards toward the stage.

"Give the scientific name for Vitamin K1."

Shoko's thumb moves too fast for your eyes to see before she answers. "Phylloquinone."

"Correct." Multiple claps from the crowd make your stomach turn.

The score is 455–460, with the opposing university in front. You wipe your sweaty palms on your skirt, listening to Nanami answer a question.

"Solve this equation for x. 5x=0.2."

His answer is instant. "0.04."

"Right." The host nods, eyes trained on the cards in his hands.

You look to your left, seeing Choso's determined face despite his anxiety about public speaking. It makes you happy to see his confidence grow.

"Who wrote 'Hope is the Thing with Feathers'?"

A brunette answers. "Emily Dickinson."

Your head shoots up in shock. Shoko's hand finds yours under the table while you cringe at losing your question and points for your team.

"Yes!" The host swiftly moves on. "Cogito ergo sum means, "I think. Therefore, I am." By creating this statement, what did Descartes argue?"

Utahime tilts her head as if the answer is the easiest of the day. "That the mind and body are separate entities, with the mind being the essential nature of a person."

"Correct."

You inhale deeply, trying your best to ignore the score. Instead, you squint into the stage light to spot your boyfriend. To no avail, you wipe your eyebrow.

"Believed the rational mind repressed the power of the imagination, weighing it down with taboos; which art movement channelled the unconscious to unlock the power of the imagination?"

"Surrealism," A blonde boy on the other table answered.

"Right. When did the three major shogunates (Kamakura, Ashikaga, Tokugawa) lead Japan?"

Choso nearly falls off his chair when he presses his buzzer. "1192 until 1868."

"Yes," The host re-shuffles his cards and places them on the podium before him. "Last question."

475–475.

"Name the novel: Raskolnikov kills Alyona Ivanovna (a pawnbroker), believing the good he does with her money outweighs the evil of murder."

And before you can press your buzzer, the other university's buzzer sounds first. Your heart drops, and your entire body goes hot with disappointment.

"The Brothers Karamazov, by Dostoyevsky."

"Incorrect."

Your thumb presses the button before your mind can catch up.

"You have ten seconds to answer."

"Crime and Punishment, by Dostoyevsky,” You spit out confidently.

"Ladies and gentlemen," The host grins, turning away from you and to the crowd. "Your 2024 Collegiate Quiz Bowl Champions."

And then the score changes. 475-480.

Cheers from the crowd and your teammates make you jump up. "Holy shit."

"We won!" Shoko yells, circling her arms around your shoulders and jumping. You jostle around as she does so, your face breaking out into a smile, and then a laugh slips from your lips.

Utahime crashes into your back. "Ah!"

You, Shoko, and Utahime hug each other, opening your arms for the boys to join.

And though the room is noisy, the loudest cheers come from the pink-haired man at the back of the room, his two teammates lifting him in celebration.

“Baby, what the fuck!” You hear your boyfriend yell. People around him give him dirty looks, but Sukuna pays them no mind. You, however, feel heat creep down your neck at the unwanted attention.

“Kuna,” You giggle, waving your hand down as a way of saying ‘lower the volume’. You meet him in the foyer of the concert hall.

“I can’t!” He laughs, almost howling. “You’re so incredible. I’m so proud of you.”

The praise makes your cheeks flame, and when Sukuna grabs your face to kiss you, he smirks. But he doesn’t comment. Instead, he places the sloppiest kiss on your lips, and you squeal at the feeling, laughing into his mouth.

Sukuna leans back, brushing hair out of your face. “My smart cookie.”

You roll your eyes and grab his hand. “Let’s go. You need to get ready.”

You pull on jeans and a long-sleeve shirt as Sukuna scarfs down rice and chicken in the kitchen. Sukuna’s rugby game is at 5pm, leaving you 2 hours to get ready and drive him to the field. You’re meeting Shoko there – she wants to see Gojo & Geto play.

Fixing your hair, Sukuna walks into the bathroom.

Whistling, he stands behind you, meeting your eyes in the mirror. "My girl is so fine."

You purse your lips and shake your head, tying the last bow in your hair.

"My girl..." Sukuna bends down to kiss your neck. "Has such a sexy brain."

You snicker and push him off. "Go get dressed, freak."

Sukuna imitates you softly, pulls away and then gets his rugby kit on with a pout.

The popcorn box is hot in your lap as you dive your hand into the matcha-flavoured kernels once again. You and Shoko sit huddled in the stand, clad in blue scarves. You opted for Sukuna’s training jersey over your long-sleeved top without his knowledge, making Shoko tease you relentlessly.

“But you’re you, and he’s him.”

You nod to her rant, ignoring her, staring straight at your snack as you pick the next piece to eat.

“There they are,” Shoko draws you from your daze as she points out Gojo running out of the dressing rooms below. The bright blue uniforms are hard to miss, especially against the green grass. You fidget with your necklace as you watch the rest of the team empty out of the dressing rooms, Sukuna being the last one to exit.

The sight of him in his tight jersey has you verbally reacting. “Holy fuck.”

“Settle down, girl,” Shoko laughs. “Not like it’s your first time.”

You giggle, making note of how big his arms are. Sukuna shakes said large arms and rolls his head in a circle before leaning forward, his hands clutching the hem of his jersey. He glances over at Miguel, who plays in the halves and nods once at him.

After kick-off, in favour of the other team, Sukuna runs forward, tackling the fullback of the other team who caught the ball. The ball slips out of the guy’s arms, and Geto swipes it from the grass. He sprints up the field, dodging and weaving in and out of players, and makes the final steps towards the in-goal.

Shoko shakes your arm as Geto dives onto the grass, the ball dragging along as he scores, and then you’re both jumping up and down in celebration. Your cheers are so loud they travel to the field, and Sukuna looks up toward you. He smirks, accepting a bro-hug from Geto, who praises his tackle.

The game goes on like this until half-time, with the other team scoring twice. Sukuna is exhausted as he walks off the field, his jersey clinging to his body with sweat. He peeks at where you were sitting only a few minutes prior and sees you gone. He draws his eyebrows together and runs his hand through his hair.

His teammates funnel around him towards the dressing room, but Sukuna stands looking for you.

“Kuna!” You and Shoko are waving from the bottom of the stands, giant smiles on your faces. Your boyfriend shakes his head, laughs briefly, and jogs over to the two of you.

“You’re doing so good!” You exclaim, reaching forward to wrap your arms around his waist. His free arm circles your shoulders, and he nods at Shoko.

“Good job this morning,” He comments.

Shoko furrows her eyebrows and scoffs at the out of character compliment. “Seriously? Thanks?”

Laughing, you pull away from Sukuna and take in the sight before you, wishing you could capture this moment with your eyes. His face is flush, and his hair is sticking in every direction, the pink darkened to a burgundy. Your mind wanders to a situation far different and more sensual than the one you’re in currently, and you feel your cheeks warm up.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” Sukuna whispers, noticing the jersey you're wearing. His pearly white teeth gleam at you, and then he jogs away. Your eyes follow him, gaze trailing down his body until you stop at his ass. He looks so damn good in those rugby shorts.

“Quit objectifying him,” Shoko teases, poking your warm cheek. "We're better than that."

You slap her hand away, eyes watering from the cold air. “Shut the fuck up.”

The second half starts and goes by quicker than the first one. Sukuna finishes the game, scoring three tries in the 40-minute half. They win 42-12.

“Kuna, I don’t think you understand how good you are,” You ramble on the way back to the car after Sukuna showered and got into sweats. His fingers are laced with yours, and he doesn’t care when you swing them around. "A hattrick? C'mon!"

“Oh, save the praise for the bedroom, please,” Shoko pleads, a disgusted look on her face. “And everything else, god!”

Sukuna has an insult on the tip of his tongue, but you pinch his stomach, eyes narrowing at him. “No.”

He huffs and mumbles something intelligible.

“Oh, there’s Gojo and Geto,” Shoko sighs in relief, seeing her best friends lingering around Gojo's BMW. “Bye!”

“See you!”

“Thank you, lord.”

You whack his large bicep and shake your head. “You’re horrible.”

“You’re horrible,” Sukuna replies. “Wearing my jersey and expecting me not to get hard.”

You gape at his outright vulgar statement. “Ok, your speaking privileges have been revoked.”

Sukuna scoffs. “My–”

You reach up and slap your hand over his mouth. “Shhhh.”

And when you get in the car, Sukuna can’t keep his hands to himself. His large hand covers almost the entirety of your thigh, and you have to calm yourself down to drive.

“I feel so high school every time I look at you…”

The streetlights go by in a blur, and the radio plays softly as you two go over everything that happened today.

“I don’t know how you people know questions like that,” Sukuna complains. “How are you that smart?”

You shrug, flicking the indicator down. “Just like how you play rugby.”

“They’re completely different.”

“Well,” You tilt your head. “If I tried to play rugby—” Sukuna’s laugh cuts you off. “You think I could tackle like that? Know one-word plays?”

“I mean, you would look so sexy in those shorts.”

“Not the point,” You glance at him, eyes softening at how he’s staring at you.

“You know how to ball, I know Aristotle.”

“The point is,” You swallow, feeling the callouses on his hands rub your skin. “I’ve got my thing, and you’ve got yours. We’re both good at what we do. There’s no comparing.”

“You know what you wanted, and boy, you got her.”

“I’m just so proud of you, you know that?” Sukuna whispers, his voice barely audible over the song. You nod, eyes stinging with unshed tears.

“I’m proud of you, too, Kuna. I’m gonna be a WAG forever.”

As you pull into the apartment complex's driveway, the echoes of Sukuna’s deep laughs and your giggles can be heard in the dead of night.

“I’m sinking, our fingers entwined, cheeks pink in the twinkling lights.”

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riizewrld · 3 months

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riize as types of boyfriends!

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˚ ༘ warnings: i cussed a little. crucify me idc‼️

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shotaro: the type of boyfriend that wants to share everything! food, clothes, music playlists, you name it. this man literally sulks when you refuse a bite of his food. he cannot eat if he hasn’t offered you a taste first. he actually won’t buy food he’s knows you won’t eat. i also think he’d love to style you since he’s such a fashionista. would probably be obsessed with couple items. but they’re all from designer brands cuz he’s just rich and successful like that 😙😛. always so ready to drop a bag on you. what’s his is yours too!

eunseok: eunseok is the type of boyfriend to be mean asf but in a loving way, i swear. he teases the shit out of you, and if you weren’t dating y’all would probably be frenemies fr. he loves seeing you annoyed bc you look so cute with your eyebrows furrowed and your cheeks all red. lowkey likes when you raise your voice at him. you’d give him a stern look and he ceases all action and rapid fires his apologies with that sexy grin of his. (you know what grin I’m talking about!). eunseok just lives for your reactions. he’d love a fiesty girl with a cute appearance.

sungchan: he’s the type of boyfriend that cannot be away from you for too long. he’s kinda clingy, possessive and literally always wants to be touching you whenever y’all are together. he needs you like spongebob needs water. he’s so golden retriever coded too! he’s very upbeat and drags you along with him to different places. cafes, shopping centers, etc. even if he’s not doing anything important he’d rather be doing it with you attached to him at the hip. he always has one arm over your shoulder or around your waist. always taking advantage of y’all’s size difference! he’s definitely quality time typa guy. i feel like a black cat gf would suit him (me😆😐)

wonbin: the type of boyfriend who’s actually the girlfriend. i said what i said. maybe it’s bc he makes me wanna baby him..idk. but as much as he likes to act cool, we all know he’s kinda dorky and soft. plus, he’s so easily scared!! he’s not fooling anyone. he acts like he doesn’t like it when you take care of him, but you can tell he appreciates you a lot. i feel like he’s also the type to sing to you often. he has such a pretty voice and he likes showing off his strengths in front of you to make up for his “moments of weakness” as he’d probably call them. but it’s just him being bbygirl coded and you teasing him for it.

seunghan: sweet boy! seunghan is so canon. I just know he’s the type of boyfriend to worship the ground you walk on. I feel it in my bones . he generally seems like such an affectionate person, even with the members of riize. this man literally looks at you with hearts in his eyes. expect a lot of handholding, kissing, hugging etc. most definitely the type to do pda without even realizing. you’d have to constantly remind him that y’all are in public and that he can’t just put his hand up your shirt bc he felt like it. and he’d pout so hard with those beautiful lips of his. probably also a jealous type!

sohee: playful boyfriend all the way. y’all are like besties. sohee’s the type of boyfriend to unironically dab and make still vine references in 2024. like bro would casually naenae in the middle of a the street while on a walk with you bc why not. you’d cringe so hard but eventually end up laughing with him. he’s just goofy like that. he just loves cracking jokes and seeing you laugh at him. it gives him so much satisfaction. I think he’s also the type to try and prank you. idk. y’all would be like those youtube couple prank channels. but hopefully less cringe and not toxic 💀 random but i imagine y’all doing karaoke but it’s ice spice or smth and he’s fully immersed. shaking his ass like he got a dump truck.

anton: the type of boyfriend that knows every little thing there is to know about you. he’s just so quiet that you have no choice but to be the talkative one. he’s loves it though. you’re his little yapper! he’s so attentive, literally knows what you want before you even have to say it. he can tell how you’re feeling just from the look on your face. the type of bf that sits on your bed and listens to you rant while you clean your room or smth. he’s also physically incapable of being romantically invested in more than one person at a time. sooo fortunately for you, every other girl is fucking invisible to this man. the thought of another girl even liking him makes him want to crawl out of his skin. the type to be like “i have a girlfriend!1!1” when the girl was just trying to tell him that his backpack is unzipped and wide open‼️ he’d be speed walking away from girls i’m telling you.

note: haha. first work complete. hope it wasn’t too silly. pls get the references lol . is the format ok? ik it’s basic but lmk what you think. ALSO!! DOESN’T THIS LOOK LIKE SOHEE?! ⬇️

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sanjifucker42069 · 5 months

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Hit Me? Sanji x Reader

Word count: about 1.2k

Bro….the dodgeball game…sanji is so stupid, pathetic wet cat of a man coded...I wanted to throttle him. I want to hit this man with my 2003 ford prius yoda style. I want to chew on him like a squeaky toy

Warnings: fem!reader, heavy handed teasing, you wanna make sanji cry apparently, VERY SUGGESTIVE, use of the word cock lol, semi-nsfw, no fucking tho…unless? 👀👀👀 sanji might be semi ooc, I am obsessed with the idea of a reader that sanji doesn't have the usual chivalry towards?? Like bless him he'd try, but you're just such a shit.

“Why yeah it'd be my pleasure ma'am, you can hit me wherever you like!”

Oh. Now wasn't that intriguing?

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Sanji sulked on the sidelines, fiddling with a lightly crumpled cigarette. Taking pity on him you sat down next to him. Sanji shot you a lazy grin, one that didn't quite reach his eyes. You smiled back, lightly pushing his shoulder.

“I should be mad at you, you could cost us the match.” You joked. Sanji grumbled, his words unintelligible. He could barely make out that ‘you wouldn't understand’ and ‘that he was weak okay!’

You laughed, eyes turning back to watch the match in front of you. You didn't feel too defeated, you trusted your captain.

“It's okay Ji. I don't think anyone could've gotten out faster than I did! You still did good!”

Sanji turned to you, hearts dancing in his eyes. “And who would dare throw balls at such beauty?! A lovely lady such as yourself shouldn't have even had to partake in such a barbaric display.”

“You saying I can't handle some balls? I happen to be very good at handling them.” You teased. The result was instantaneous, Sanji biting back a perverted laugh, a cute blush on his cheeks.

“Oh angel, really? I didn't expect you to be so saucy.”

There were many things that were undeniably true about you; You were in no way one of the stronger straw hats, you loved a good dirty joke, and you loved nothing more than making your little love cook squirm. If Sanji wanted to pretend all women were angels capable of no wrong, well, who were you to take advantage of that?

You feigned innocence, even cocking your head. “What do you mean? I didn't drop it once.”

Sanji squirmed, avoiding your gaze. You wanted to crack and snort loudly at his cute face. Instead you pursed your lips in thought.

“Love! I…uh-” he cut off when you couldn't hold it in anymore, a raucous laugh escaping you. He watched you slap your knee like it was the funniest thing in the world. He pouted. “(Name) that's not fair.”

“Oh relax, you big baby.” You cooed.

A steady silence resumed between you two, watching the match with bated breath. Things weren't looking so good. As the enemies advanced on Zoro, Chopper, and Luffy, so did you with your own attack.

“So.” You began. Sanji hummed in acknowledgement, eyes focused on the field. You paused. Was this really the time to flirt with the man? Probably not, but you were nothing if not an opportunist. You grinned at him, exaggerating his swooning.

“It'd be my pleasure ma'am, you can hit me wherever you like, hmm?”

‘You were a lady!’ Sanji reminded himself, trying to bite back a growl. You just loved to get under his skin, didn't you? He was flushed in embarrassment. It's not like he wanted to lose the match! It's not his fault he had a weakness for pretty women!

The crowd was aroar, you could hear your crew shouting. Oh. Zoro was out. Sanji began yelling at the swordsman, before he turned his attention back to you.

“So?” Sanji tried to sound unaffected. Your cute giggles reached his ears. Seriously! You were such a little tease, so cute, but so unattainable. You seemed to love riling him up, and he wanted nothing more than to make you his. He wasn't used to women not only reciprocating, but flirting back at a rate that made him dizzy.

Honestly, the both of you needed to stop being cowards and just confess already.

“Who's the ‘saucy’ one now? You're out here parading your little masochist streak.”

“I am not!” He blustered.

“Where were you hoping they'd hit anyway?” You purred out the question. Sanji tried ignoring you, focusing on the match, but he was one man! One currently very weak man.

You pouted. “I was just joking, Ji. Your kinks are your own. I'm not here to shame you for it.”

“It's not a kink!” He argued. You were relishing this. Sanji was always such a gentleman, so giving and dedicated to worshipping women. And yet, you, you were one of the only women you'd ever seen him snap at and lose his cool with, his hot temper getting the better of him.

Taking advantage of this you leant closer, your thighs touching. Sanji snapped out of his anger, eyes darting to where your half naked leg pressed against his long suit trouser-clad one. Too caught up in where you were touching him, he didn't notice how close your lips were to his ear.

“So you wouldn't like it if that pretty Porche lady pelted you with those dodgeballs? Or tied you up? Or manhandled you to make you be a good boy?”

Sanji was sweating, his heart eyes betraying him. Yeah, you knew your chef. You dropped your voice lower, bracing one hand on his chest.

“Forget hitting, what if she stepped on you? Would you like that, Sanji?”

The man in question whined, quiet pants escaped him, his eyes swirling with lust. He let his eyes fall closed, the dodgeball match long forgotten. Bingo! You felt yourself grow wet. Yes, you were a bad guy! It's just so easy to rile him up. Besides, Sanji would never spare you a passing glance, clear that you annoyed him. So what was the harm in airing out your frustrations like this?

“Love.” He gulped, shuffling around to change how he sat. You grinned at him wickedly. His reactions were so cute, you definitely overstepped the line.

“You didn't answer the question, cook. What if she stepped on your cock, hmm? Only lightly, of course, wouldn't wanna damage the goods.”

Sanji made a noise halfway between a groan and a choking sound, his hand darting up to grab the one you had pressed against his chest. You startled. You could see it in his eyes, the disgust, that unmistakable look of discomfort. Of course he wouldn't want to discuss this kind of stuff with you! You were one of the guys!

“Shit.” You withdrew your hand, not noticing how Sanji's tried to grab you. You'd definitely overstepped the line! “I'm so sorry Sanji, that was completely uncalled for.”

“Love.” He rasped. You were flustered, trying desperately not to stare at him.

The crowd was aroar, people around you jumping and shouting. You looked for a way out.

Wait? What the fuck?

A brown ball of fluff was lying crumpled on the court lines.

“Chopper! Oh shit!” You yelled, hurriedly getting to your feet. “Sanji I'm so sorry, I- you can yell at me about this later, I promise.”

Sanji watched you speed off, hurriedly running to their youngest member. He sighed out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. You were going to be the death of him! You'd made him so hard, so quick, and then, like a true tease dashed off before he could properly engage anything. When would you realise that it was you he wanted to treat him like that?

Later?

Yeah. Yeah he could yell about it later.

Right now, he needed a fucking smoke and a cold shower.

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Looks like lingerie part 3 is coming i promise ;-; I'm just having trouble writing it ;-; here's a little drabble instead I do have SOOOOO many drabbles I've worked on in the mean time though?

#one piece x reader #sanji x reader #black leg sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader

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"Only for you"

n.o.t.e.s - BRO, HE IS SO FINE, also altered timeline not cannon to the movie.

w.a.r.n -📓 Nsfw, dub-con, penetration, p in the v, fingering, bathroom sex, and protected sex.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - 🔪 Jason Dean x Fem!reader

w.c. - 🎬1.7k

Y/N..

The savior of the Westerburg

You were the rival girl of Heathers, especially Heather Chandler. You were prettier, smarter and better dressed her not to mention the better attitude

It was a slap on the face for Heather, you shared 2 classes, and every time you walked past her, you can see her turn red just like her ribbon. You held your tray with whatever they served at lunch, the lunch ladies were nice to you, due to your good attitude and smile. You manage to get something much better than the school served.

Walking by Heather's table, where they sat near the jocks as they start catcalling you. You walked to the back of the cafeteria, where Martha's 'dump truck' was sitting, you did get some eyes from the whole cafeteria.

"Can I sit here?" you asked as you flashed her your signature smile.

The cafeteria went silent, as you heard whispering. Martha was shocked by what you said, she looked around to see if you were playing a cruel joke on her.

"No jokes, just friendship" You pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, cocking your head to the side.

"U-um, s-sure!" she said quietly.

You sat down, and as you started eating your lunch, "Why sit in the back of the cafeteria, you don't get to see the action" you said, looking up from your tray.

"Nobody likes me, so I just resort here" she muttered. "I get it" you responded, biting into the sandwich.

You looked up, trying to find something amusing to take about with your new acquaintance, your eyes landing on a black-haired guy, sitting conveniently in the back as well. Wearing a trench coat over his clothes oddly enough.

As you brushed your fingers together on your tray, get rid of the crumbs off your fingers. "So who's the hot kid there" You pointed at him, winking at him too.

He waved to you.

"That's Jason Dean, he's been here for 5 months, not much new" she responded as ate her lunch.

"Gosh, how was I ignoring a hottie," you said

"He used to date, Veronica Sawyer" she piqued, "Oh really, I guess he's single right now," you declared, you got up from your chair leaving your lunch behind, walking towards the suspicious hottie.

"I guess you're the infamous Jason Dean" You place your hand on the table, cocking your body to the side.

"-And what do I owe you, wonder girl" he responded with a smile.

"More than what you think, if I could join you in what you doing," you asked him, butterflies were swimming in your stomach, you never really had this moment before even with the jocks that try to pin you to your locker.

"I should have brought you a throne" he teased, he combs his hair back with his fingers.

You laughed at the comment, putting your face in and your palms. Dipping your head towards Jason. "Are you single currently?" you whispered, you glanced back to see the Heathers and Veronica looking at you and JD.

"No, not currently you asking?" he responded, his eyes checking you out.

"Yea, how about a little date at Kekes" you proposed, "A cutie like you, should already have a girlfriend and maybe have a chance with getting laid with me" you whispered, a Cheshire cat smile spreading on your lips.

"Oh, who knew wonder girl was so dirty" he gave you a smirk. "Truly, I am" You fluttered your lashes at him.

"Never knew," he whispered.

"So..what you have next period, Jason"?" you prompt, your head on your palm, pointing at him with your manicured nail.

"Math, how about you" he leaned back to the wall, he brushed his hair back, crossing his arm with a playful look.

"Same, maybe we're in the same class" you chirped.

The bell ranged, motioning for the next period.

"Welp, hopefully, you can come to our date," you took some paper and wrote your number down on it, passing it to him.

"See you later" You gave him a wave, walking out of the cafeteria for your next class; you purposely swayed your hips when you were walking out, wanting him to look at your ass.

You were leaning to the side of the diner, blowing puffs from your cigarette. Placing the cigarette between your lips. Crossing your arms as your leg supports your balance.

You weren't surprised to see Jason or JD walking up to the diner; you blew the smoke out from your lips. Leaning off the wall, finishing off your cigarette.

Walking towards him, "I guess you really did take the bait" You flashed him a smile. "I mean, how could I not with the wonder women of our school," he answered, putting his hand on his chin, cocking his head to you.

"Especially with the offer," he said as he walked into the diner; you followed, "I said you had a chance," you asserted. "Besides, you're cute," you murmured.

"I'm what?" he teased, holding the door.

"Just buy me a coke, jackass" You walked inside the diner. "Yes, princess," he walked into the diner.

After you guys get situated at your table, you want to make this date last forever in his mind; maybe he was one of those guys that got obsessive. A waitress passed by as you looked at the menu, rubbing your foot over his leg up to his thigh. You shot him a sly smile, "I'll get a rusty burger with fries" you said, giving her a grin.

"I'll just get a Diet Coke" he answered, looking straight out at you, as you rubbed your foot closer to his groin. "Your not hungry?" you piqued, biting your lip.

"Nope," he answered; he popped the p. "Why not" You rubbed his leg more, looking through your eyelashes, fluttering your eyes. "Just not hungry when you here," he winked at you.

"You're a sly dog, you know that." you blinked, prompting your hand on your palm.

"Wanna do something fun, Y/N?" he gave you a smug grin at you, "What do you mean?" his idea peeped your interest, "Something that sped up the process, why sit here and wait when he can do something fun" he grins.

He got up from his seat, grabbing your hand from the booth as you followed him to the bathroom. "What are you doing" you questioned, "Something fun" he opened the door, pulling you inside.

Before he pinned you to one of the stalls' doors, " You're really that needy," you bit your lip. "After pulling that stunt with me under the table," he panted, his forehead bumping into yours.

You felt his boner on your pelvis and his breath on your cheek, making you feel yourself becoming wet. You hated how he made you aroused, it was supposed to game for you to win, but he was slowly winning you over. You felt him grabbing your chin, "Don't get shy on me now, wonder girl," he snapped at you; he snuck his fingers down to your thigh, dangerously under your skirt.

His hand inches away from your panties, and you felt your breathing becoming heavier by the second. "Wanna live up to what you said earlier" he whispered in your ear, slowly sliding his fingers into your cunt.

Your pants becoming heavier, feeling his finger pumping into you. "Eager aren't you" he whispered.

Moans escaped your lips as you felt your nipples becoming hard in your bra. "Gosh, I would never know someone like you would enjoy this" he pumped his fingers into you faster, plunging them.

You clasp your hands to your mouth, hiding your moans. "Don't be like that; I wanna hear you; I want this whole fucking diner to hear you," he whispered, thrusting his finger into you.

"Haah-" you moaned, throwing your head back in ecstasy, "God, your pussy is tightening around my fingers." he mocked, taking his fingers out of you.

He licked his finger in front of your red face, you panted "Why" you muttered throwing your head to the side pissed off.

"So I can enjoy you all to myself," you turned your head back, seeing him holding up a condom. "Your seriously going to fuck me in a bathroom," you muttered, your cheeks stained red.

"Yea," he responded; you heard him unzipping his pants, you glanced to see his dick, and you were shocked at how big it was, making you wetter by the second.

"Turn around," he demanded

You obeyed, turning around and placing your hands on the stall as you felt him lining into your wetness. Your nipples were hardened against your bra, moaning against the friction.

You were startled as you felt him thrust into you; it was painful, tears building up on your lash line, biting your lip. His dick was splitting, you open, and you enjoyed every minute.

Thrusting inside you, feeling him in places you didn't even know existed. "Haah," you moaned, and you arched your back. You felt his hand on your chest, pulling up your shirt and bra in one motion.

His rough hands groped your chest, playing with your sensitive nipples. "F-fuck...Jason," you groaned out. He grabbed your jaw, forcing you into a heavy kiss.

His tongue dances with yours, exploring your mouth. You withdraw from the kiss for oxygen as you pant out. His thrust getting sloppier inside. "We should make quick" He lifted you by your waist, his dick still inside you, "Jason wait-" You were cut off by his dick going into you farther; you moaned loudly.

"J-Jason, im close," you panted, "God, me too" he thrust into you a few more times before you cummed on his dick; he thrust into you a few times from spilling into the condom. Some of the cum in the condom dripped onto the floor, and he placed you on the stall wall. You panted out; your face was still red.

You glanced back at Jason, zipping himself up and throwing out the condom. "Fuck you," you muttered, juices dripping down your leg.

"Your moans said the opposite," he whispered; he put your panties into his trench coat pocket.

You were too tired to argue, and sweat was glistening on your body. "I'll be outside, waiting, wonder girl" he slapped your ass, leaving you in the bathroom.

"Bastard," you muttered, dropping onto the bathroom floor, your legs giving up.

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anime-addict-362 · 9 months

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Just a Taste

Request: I wanna say one about Denki sucking readers fingers. I would want the kinks of mommy kink, degradation kink, and some that you would like to add as well!

CW: NSFW, Bottom Denki x Top Female Y/N, lots of sweetness at first, degradation, slapping, finger sucking, anal penetration, hair pulling, vaginal penetration, fingering (male and female receiving), pegging, riding, handjobs, crying, overstimulation, edging, reassurance, spanking, Denki sucks at taking things serious, lots of jokes

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Denki stared at Y/N, who stared at his empty TV screen. Nothing was playing, yet she was staring so intently.

"Oh my god, you finally lost it," Denki blinked and Y/N looked to him.

"You've been losing it, I don't wanna hear it from you," She chuckled, then pointed to the TV screen. "I was looking at how fucking dirty it is bro. How do you even get a TV screen THAT filthy?"

"By owning a cat that climbs all over it," He snorted, moving over to her. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure," She nodded, leaning over to kiss him. "Make popcorn."

"Yes ma'am," He kissed back, then walked off to the kitchen. "Pick a movie!"

"What are we in the mood for," She yelled out, grabbing his TV remote.

"Nothing that has animals dying," He yelled back.

She hummed, scrolling through the movies. Most of them looked like shit. "What about action?!"

"Yeah, that sounds good!"

She grunted and clicked on some superhero movie. Maybe it would end up being funny. It didn't matter anyway, Denki's commentary made anything funny.

And soon, Denki was sat by her, popcorn in hand. She started it and turned the lights off. "Extra butter?"

"Of course. Light butter is for pussies," Denki snorted, wrapping an arm around Y/N. "And you my dear, are not a pussy."

"Thanks," Y/N chuckled.

Denki eyed the movie as it started. "What's it about?"

"I don't know. It looked basic. Probably some basic ass superhero trope," Y/N shrugged, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

"...okay. So like child who gets powers and grows up with them in secret, not wanting to ruin their identity, but learns that they eventually have to use it, to save people," Denki explained.

"More basic," She smiles, looking up to him to see the concentration.

"Hm... Born without a super power, was shunned for it, but randomly gets one because... He was bitten by a bug. An out of world bug. And he comes out on top in the end," Denki offered, looking back to her.

She kissed him. She couldn't resist his dorky grin. He kissed back, leaning in. "You're a dork."

"You love it," Denki pointed out, kissing her forehead before pulling away. "Now movie time, I gotta see if I'm right."

She snorted, shoving more popcorn into her mouth. "Surprised you didn't bring in time travel."

"Oh my god, don't get me started," He shook his head.

She didn't look at the at the TV, instead, just eyeing him. His face was so cute. His eyes looking so excited, even if the hero looked like it came straight out of a children's cereal commercial.

After a minute or so, he noticed her looking at him. "Yes?"

"I love you," Y/N smiled.

Denki grinned back. "I love you too," He kissed her, staying there for a few moments this time. Then he pulled away, grin getting even bigger. "C'mon, you're missing his orgin story, it's so riveting."

"Riveting," Y/N repeated as Denki wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.

They managed to make it halfway through the movie, and while Y/N thought it was poorly written, Denki's comments we're funny and entertaining enough.

At one point, she reached into the bowl to discover, popcorn was gone. She frowned. "Damnit."

"What," Denki looked to her, then followed her gaze. "Damnit! I don't even think I got a bite."

Y/N snorted. "No one was stopping you."

Denki grabbed Y/N's wrist, and picked her hand up. "I see the evidence right here. You're the first culprit I've seen covered in butter."

"I admit to the crime," Y/N snorted, then pointed a finger in his face, wrist still being held. "What's my punishment?"

"Slobbery hands."

"What-"

Y/N's face scrunched as Denki licked her hand, wrist to the tip of her middle finger. "I can't tell if you want to be a dog or your just horny and don't know how to express it."

Denki shrugged, freely bringing two fingers into his mouth. "Does it matter," He slurred around the fingers, watching how Y/N laughed.

"Yes, it does," Y/N pushed the empty bowl to the side, climbing into his lap. "One makes you... Someone who wants to be a dog, and the other one makes you a whore so..."

Denki eyed her, letting go of her wrist to hold her hips. He felt Y/N's fingers start to wiggle, and they slid back into his throat. He felt his face burn, hands holding her hips harder.

"What's the safeword," Y/N asked, pulling her fingers free, just enough for him to speak.

"Strawberry," Denki grinned. "It's such a dumb safeword."

"You're the one who picked it out," Y/N grinned back, kissing his cheek. "Anything you want to avoid?"

Denki thought that over. Y/N always asked, and he never really had an answer. But he did this time.

"I have that hero party, gala, shitty thing in a few days. Maybe don't leave any too obvious marks," He spoke, as Y/N's kisses moved to his neck.

Y/N nodded. "Okay baby. C'mon. Bedroom," She stood from his lap, finally pulling her fingers from his mouth. He was disappointed, actually, but followed her.

They made it to the bedroom and she sat down on the edge of the bed, standing him in front of her. "Take your shirt off."

Denki smiled, and took it off. He was far from ashamed of his body, especially when it came to Y/N. He always liked showing off to Y/N.

"Beautiful," Y/N chuckled, eyeing Denki's smile. She was pretty sure it would be gone soon.

In a good way of course.

"Just get naked," Y/N leaned back on her hands, giving him a small smile.

"Gladly," Denki smirked, sliding off his sweatpants and boxers with no fanfare. Just quick and easy. "Do I meet your requirements?"

"Always babe," Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled him to her, and sat him on her lap. "Gonna be a good boy?"

Denki felt his face burn again as he nodded, kissing her. "I love you."

"I love you too," Y/N hummed, hands moving to his hips.

He didn't stop kissing her, even as her hands moved to his chest, then down to his abs, then to his half hard cock. He couldn't pull away, even when he started moaning softly into her mouth.

Y/N moved her hand slowly, feeling the few veins around his cock, letting her thumb circle the head. And Denki was on the verge of making her pass out.

She pulled away, letting out a breathless laugh. "Jesus, Denki."

"Sorry," Denki laughed back, taking a deep breath. He ran a hand through her hair, kissing her neck.

Y/N hummed at the sloppy kisses Denki left on her neck. She let her hand moved down to the lower base of his cock, and he huffed out a hot breath, hips starting to fuck up into her hand.

"Are you about to come," Y/N asked, sounding amused.

"Don't laugh," Denki huffed. "Your fault."

"I'm just sitting here," Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"And you look go good just sitting there," Denki groaned.

"God you're acting like a slut right now," Y/N huffed, feeling the way Denki paused for a second.

"Oh god," Denki whispered as he realized which way this is going.

"Okay," Y/N asked and Denki nodded quickly.

"Yeah, that's okay," He spoke, pulling his face out of Y/N's neck.

"Good," Y/N whispered, giving him a sweet kiss before pulling her hand away from his dick. Denki gave a small groan, obviously an annoyed one, but he didn't protest.

"Lay over my lap," Y/N pulled away completely, waiting for him to stand.

Denki didn't argue, standing before taking a second to think. One, what would this lead to? Two, how uncomfortable would this be?

Eh. Only one way to find out.

He draped his front over her lap, and took a second to adjust. "Your knee is so goddamn sharp."

Y/N snorted while she rolled her eyes. "You suck at taking things serious."

"Do you remember who you fell in love with?"

"I'm reminded everyday."

"That's a good thing," Denki turned to eye her. "Right?"

"It's lovely," Y/N grinned, then pushed Denki's head down. "Now shut up, I'm trying to seduce you."

"Consider me seduced," Denki threw in, but did listen to her.

It was more comfortable than he first assumed, now that her knee wasn't digging into his stomach. And the hands that started to massage his back? Godly.

He felt his breath hitch as one of those hands moved to his ass, just grabbing and feeling. He sighed a bit, letting his eyes close.

Then there was a smack laid on his ass. A hard, loud one.

Spanking wasn't something new with them. It had always been on the table, but they didn't do it often. Not a specific reason for that, it's just how they did things.

So he was caught off guard, to say the least.

He groaned a bit, a hand moving to grab something but realized there wasn't much to grab. "Fuck Y/N."

Y/N hummed, eyeing the mark on his ass that was already turning red. She ran her fingers over it gently. "Hand me the lube."

Denki easily reached over to the nightstand and grabbed it. He handed it to her, adjusting where his dick sat against her leg.

She brought her leg up slightly. "Stop moving."

"Yes ma'am," Denki nodded.

He fought the want to squirm when two lubed up fingers were pressed up against his ass. And he knew, he KNEW, she wasn't going to stop at a single spank. He was just awaiting the slap now.

The fingers slid in with a little resistance, but Y/N took it slowly, using her free hand to rub Denki's back as he tensed. Sure, she was domming, but she didn't want him to be uncomfortable.

Denki gulped, going to grab Y/N's legs but stopped himself. "Ma'am- can I- FUCK-"

The hard slap on his ass caught him off guard and he let out a whimper at the sting. But regardless, he tried again.

"Can- Can I grab you," Denki asked quickly.

Y/N took a second to process why he was asking that. "Yes, you can."

"Thank you," He nodded, and used a hand on her leg as those fingers slid back in. Good, he really needed something to hold onto.

Then something else popped up into his mind and he came to realize he didn't know how to ask. He should really start asking questions before they get in the middle of it.

"Wa- wait," He huffed, sitting up. "Strawberry? But not really," He felt Y/N stop instantly, gently pulling her fingers out.

"Yeah," Y/N asked, meeting his eyes as he turned and almost felt onto the ground.

"Can I call you Mommy," He asked, with a small grin.

She couldn't hold back the laugh. "That's what you wanted to ask?"

He grinned and nodded. "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable!"

"You wouldn't baby," She grabbed his chin and kissed him. "Thank you for asking though."

He hummed and kissed her back. "Sorry for interrupting."

"It's okay," Y/N nodded. "Is that it? Anything else?"

He thought that over, really wanting to avoid another interruption. "You owe me an ass massage after this."

She rolled her eyes and pulled him back onto her lap. "Yeah yeah, whatever man. Anything for the prince."

"You think I'm hot enough to be a prince?"

"And pretty enough to be a princess, now head down asshole," She chuckled.

She slid the fingers back in him slowly, listening for any real discomfort. When she was sure he was fine now, she continued.

She started rougher this time, sliding the fingers as deep as they could go before roughly pulling them until it was almost just her nails in him, then slamming them back in. She loved the way it made Denki jump.

Denki moaned, legs tensing when the fingers just barely cut onto his prostate. Then she roughly pull her hand out and spanked him again.

"Yes Mommy- Thank you Mommy," He moaned out, eyes closing and putting his hand back on her calf.

"Good boy," Y/N grinned, using her free hand to drag his head up. She turned his head so she was looking him in the eyes. "You're being so polite. You're Mommy's good boy, aren't you?"

She watched the way his eyes widen, and the he was nodding in her grasp. "Uh huh- Yes I am, Mommy."

She spanked him again, and watched his eyes widen a bit more before they closed and his head fell more into her hand, as if he didn't wsnt to bother keeping it up. "Thank you- Mommy."

She slid the fingers back in him roughly, watching the way his eyebrows tensed for a second, before he moaned while his face relaxed.

"You're such a whore," She whispered. "Such a dirty fucking whore. Just laying over my lap and barely reacting to me beating the shit out of your ass."

He moaned at her words, knowing it wouldn't help, but he couldn't help it. "I can't help it Mo- Ah-" He hissed at another spank, right after she ripped her fingers back out.

"Don't fucking talk back," She held his face harder, and watched his eyes go straight to her's.

That's one of the many things she always found so endearing about Denki. He always looked at her.

Dates, going out with friends, or just being alone, he always saw her, noticed if something was off, or if she wanted something.

But also when they had sex. He always, always had his eyes on her, never looking away. He looked everywhere, where they connected when she rode him, her tits when she took her shirt off, her ass before he took her pretty underwear off.

But something about him and just looking her in the eye while she was fucking him? It drove her crazy.

She stood, taking her hand to hold him, ensuring be wouldn't fall or something. "Lay on the bed, face down."

"Yes ma'am," Denki huffed, following her instructions.

He grabbed hold of a pillow and laid on it for both comfort, and just needing to hold something. He knew Y/N wasn't done, she was always careful about prepping him enough to fuck him.

He's sure she's had an incident in the past with someone else, because she genuinely had a fear over messing up his ass. He never asked, wasn't sure if he ever would.

Soon, she sat on her knees behind him, between his legs. "On your knees, keep your chest down, keep holding the pillow if you want to."

"Yes ma'am," He brought his ass up, and felt her freshly lubed fingers enter him again, just as roughly as before.

He groaned as they fucked in and out of him as a pretty quick speed, still rough. Then he whined as she spanked him, hard.

"Fuck," He whispered into the pillow, fighting to not squirm.

"God, you're beautiful," He barely heard Y/N whisper suddenly, and he felt his face burn. He didn't think he was supposed to hear it, if she even meant to say it out loud, but he appreciated it anyway.

But then a hand was coming down on his ass again, and it left him moaning at the how sudden it was. At this point, his ass was just sensitive. She could slap his ass with little force and it would make him jump.

He swore a bit louder when a third finger stretched him out. She went slow now, a hand massaging his ass as she focused on the fingers.

He buried his face in the pillow as she hit his prostate. The second he was okay with the stretch, she went back to being rough but was hitting his prostate so perfectly now.

He moaned into the pillow, until she grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. He moaned freely now, the pain of the hand in his hair helping the building coil in his stomach.

"Mommy," He moaned. "Can- May I come? Please Mommy?"

Y/N grinned. "I haven't even touched your cock, and you're going to come?"

Denki nodded quickly, the hand in his hair limited the movement. He yelped as he was spanked again, but then moaned. "Fuck- Yes, just for you Mommy. Please."

"No," Y/N snorted, in a degrading way. "Honestly babe, you should know the answer to that by now."

He should. But it was worth a shot.

She pulled his hair again, until he was on his hands, back arched. She leaned over and kissed his neck, and he breathed heavily as her fingers kept that even pace on his prostate.

"Oh fuck," He groaned, hands gripping the blanket under him.

"You're such a slut," Y/N huffed out a laugh. "Taking 3 of my fingers like it's nothing. You're gonna feel so good around my cock."

He started panting, body starting to get really hot. He whimpered as a fourth finger slid in with the rest, back to a slow and testing pace.

"Mommy," He whined out.

"What," She practically spat out, and it made a shiver run down his spine. She had yet to let go of his hair.

"I wanna- Please Mommy, can I come," He asked again, before groaning as the fingers hit his prostate once again. "Please! Mommy please- I'll be so good for you- I need to come-"

She let go of his hair and slapped him across the face. It wasn't hard enough to leave any type of mark but he did whine.

"God, you're a fucking whore," She laughed. "You know what? Yeah, come. Prove to me that you're a dirty, needy slut."

He felt his eyes roll back as he came, the feeling of it being truly amazing. But it was short-lived.

Now he couldn't stop his squirming as her fingers still attacked his prostate.

"Mommy," He felt tears come to his eyes. "Oh God- Mommy, it's too much-"

He was slapped across the face again, and this time she ripped her fingers out of him and grabbed his face, pulling it back to hers, roughly. He whimpered and she grinned.

"Did you or did you not beg to come," She asked and he nodded.

"Yes Mommy," He responded, breathless.

"What makes you think you can complain about it being too much now, huh," She asked, tone angry in his ear.

"I'm sorry Mommy," He breathed out. "Won't do it again, I promise," He looked to her, eyes definitely full of tears.

"There's my good boy," Y/N grinned again, kissing him roughly. He kissed back with a groan.

She flipped him and laid him on his back now. He knew what would happen next. He's gonna be fucked. But like always, Y/N kissed him first.

Okay, sex was great, OBVIOUSLY! But something about just kissing while being naked, and holding each other. It turned him on so much, while also making him blush uncontrollably.

So he took the moment of pure affection, and kissed Y/N as long as she let him. Which was only about a minute before she was pulling away, and getting up.

He watched carefully as she took her sweatpants off, grabbed her strap, and adjusted it on her hips. He held back his snort as she swore at it when it wasn't working right.

But she got it worked out and came walking over, sitting between his legs and grabbing the lube. He gulped as she lubed up the dildo.

It wasn't huge, but most definitely not small. 8 inches, and on the thinner side. And holy shit, she knew how to use it on him.

She leaned over him and kissed him again. "Doing okay," She whispered, eyeing him carefully.

"Yeah, I'm good," He nodded, giving her a small smile.

She nodded back, returning the small smile and kissing his cheek and sitting up. She grabbed one of his legs and put it over her shoulder, giving her a lot of room to work with.

He groaned quietly as she slid inside of him, slow and careful, one hand on his leg and the other on his hip.

He bit his lip as it went further and deeper in him, and he could only groan as it finally stopped. He huffed out a deep breath, hands grabbing at the sheets.

Denki felt the rough fabric of Y/N's shirt against the back of his leg, the way her hand massaged his thigh, the other one moving off his hip to the bed next to him. He heard the way his own breathing staggered, maybe even the way his heart raced.

Y/N moved closer, and he groaned as their hips were pressed together, the strap sliding deeper in him. Y/N ran a hand through his hair and kissed his jaw.

Denki knew she was waiting for him to give her the go, and once the pain was gone, he nodded to her.

"Use your words," Y/N asked, surprisingly kindly.

Denki took a deep breath. "I'm ready, Mommy."

"Ready for what," She asked, tilting her head in the slightest.

"Please fuck me," Denki begged, a hand grabbing the back of her shirt. "Please Mommy?"

Y/N grinned and kissed his neck. "I love it when you're a good boy for me."

"So always," Denki let out a breathless chuckle.

Y/N kissed his cheek. "Yes, always. It's just for me too, isn't it?"

Y/N pulled her hips back, then pauhed back in slowly. Denki groaned, moving his hand to her shoulder. "Just for you, Mommy."

Y/N started a slow pace, still holding his thigh, keeping him from moving. He groaned, relaxing back in the bed. He kept his hands on Y/N's back, holding her shirt, nails digging into her skin, any touch he could get.

"Mommy," He groaned. "Can- Can you go harder- Please? Please Mommy," He begged, starting to squirm. "It's not enough- Please."

Y/N stopped her hips, pulling out and kissing him. Denki brought a hand to the back of her head as he kissed back.

Y/N sat up, letting . "Get on your stomach."

Denki laid on his stomach, spreading his legs just enough for her to get comfortable between them. Y/N didn't wait, fucking into him faster than before.

Her hands grabbed his hips, holding him down as she slammed into him. He could only moan, holding the pillow under him.

"Yes- Yes! Thank you Mommy! Fuck," He moaned eyes rolling back.

"Such a good slut," Y/N laughed. "You take it so perfectly, baby. And you sound so damn pretty."

Denki whined, fighting from moving his hips against her's. "Thank you, thank you!"

Y/N kept her pace even, keeping him held down into the bed by his hips. She was careful to not make any marks on him, no bruises or scratches.

Denki felt his dick grind between his stomach and the sheets under him, rough along with her thrusts. He knew he was getting closer with each one of her thrusts.

"Mommy- I'm close, I'm so close," He moaned.

Y/N laughed. "Honestly, might me a new record. It's been what, 5 minutes? Maybe 7?"

Denki nodded quickly. "Please? Please Mommy- I'm sorry Mommy, please."

Y/N hummed. "And what are you sorry for?"

Denki moaned, moving both of his hands to grab the mattress. "Sorry- For not being enough-," He spit out without really thinking.

"Don't fucking say that," Y/N wasn't laughing anymore, and maybe Denki was just imagining it, but her thrusts felt harsher, deeper. "God, you're doing ao fucking good, you're so pretty under me like this."

Denki whimpered, small shocks sent up his arms. "I'm- Y/N-"

"Say it," Y/N demanded. "Tell me how fucking amazing you are."

"I'm amazing," Denki cried out. "I'm- I make you feel so good sometimes," He fought off his orgasm, eyes borderline rolling back. "It's so- So good, Y/N- I'm doing good, for you."

"Yes you are," Y/N assured him. "Come for me."

Denki let himself come, sobbing out a moan, grabbing the pillow under him even rougher. "Y/N," He whimpered.

Y/N pulled out of him slowly when he collapsed into the bed, and took the strap off. She straddled his back and kissed his neck. "You are just the best."

Denki let out a tired chuckle. "Fuck yeah I am."

Y/N yelped as Denki turned, almost throwing her off. He turned and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too," She smiled and kissed him back. "How you feeling?"

"Like I got my ass pounded," Denki smiled back and kissed her cheek. "Listen, I love you and I love getting you off but I don't know how much work I can do right now."

Y/N snorted. "I figured. You're so sensitive sometimes," She flicked his nipple, grinning as he swatted her hand away.

Denki kissed her. "Lemme in your legs babe."

"And they say romance is dead," Y/N laughed and took her underwear off.

"I am very romantic," Denki got back on his stomach, in front of her as she opened her legs. "And you love my romance."

"I do," Y/N put a hand into his hair. "So you know how I went like, pretty rough on you?"

Denki kissed her thighs. "Very aware, my ass still feels it."

"I beg for your mercy," Y/N chuckle as he bit the inside of her thigh.

He looked her in the eye as he brought his teeth closer to her clit.

"Denki," Y/N yelled, using her foot to push his foot away as he cackled.

"What?! I would never," He grabbed her ankle and started to kiss up her leg. "Never have to beg me anyway, I'm too obedient."

Y/N yelped as he blew a raspberry on the inside of her thigh. "No teeth."

"When have I ever used teeth," Denki asked genuinely.

"That one Halloween, you put those fake fangs on?"

"...that was an accident-"

"You put fangs in my vagina!"

"I said I was sorry," He laughed and kissed her stomach. "You loved those fangs."

"Not poking holes in my vagina."

Denki shoved a pillow in her face. "Shut up and lemme woo you."

"I'm woo'ed babe," Y/N chuckled, putting her hand back in his hair.

Denki finally leaned in and used his tongue to slide in between her lips, before parting them with his fingers and going for her clit. As promised, he was gentle and didn't bite.

Y/N sighed, letting her head fall back into the bed. "Fuck I love you."

Denki hummed, looking up at her as he sucked her clit gently. He pulled away moments later to slide two fingers in her, slowly. "Good?"

"Very good," Y/N hummed, dropping a leg on his back, and he chuckled. "Mouth please."

"Still so demanding."

"I said please?"

Denki hummed and went back to sucking her clit gently, fingers thrusting in and out of her. He didn't push them in too deep, it wasn't needed as long as he kept a decent pace, and gave her at least some clit stimulation, not too rougly though.

...he did this a lot, okay? He knew what she liked, she made him aware of it the first time they had sex, and then made him practice until he had it down before he was even allowed to fuck her properly.

Point is, he got her moaning pretty quickly. Not loud, she wasn't a loud person unless she was truly overstimulated. Really, she never faked a moan so just hearing it was a huge praise towards him and his ability.

Then Y/N wrapped her legs around his head, just enough to hold him in place. He could escape if he really wanted to, but of course he didn't want to!

So he kept his gentle, quick pace with his fingers, while switching between licking and sucking her clit. The hand in his hair tightened.

"Oh my god," She chuckled breathlessly. "The only thing better than this is when you let me ride your face."

Denki pulled his mouth away from her clit. "I always end up shocking you!"

Y/N laughed now, and Denki almost cackled at how she tightened around his fingers. "It doesn't actually hurt!"

"Its for holidays only!"

"And birthdays, I know," She rolled her eyes and waved him off. "Put your mouth back right now."

"Fine," He dipped his head back down, going straight back to her clit.

She moaned softly, hand moving to his, where it held her thigh. They interlocked fingers, and he pulled away just to sigh, then leaned back in to get back to it.

It wasn't long before she was getting rougher with him, pulling his hair, her thighs holding him in place more, and her moans got more insistent.

"Denki," She moaned, and he felt the heel of her foot dig into his back as she tried to press his face closer. Yeah, he was definitely hard again.

He didn't pull away, didn't speed up, just kept his pace the best he could with how she was moving him. He groaned as she pulled at his hair, and that must've been perfect because she came right after.

He still didn't slow his pace, until she was whining and letting go of him. He pulled away, taking a deep breath.

Y/N looked down at him. "How did you get that thing back up?"

Denki looked down at his dick and back to her. "It has a mind of it's own."

She flipped them and moved to straddle him. "You are a god with your mouth."

"And fingers," He added, with a smile. "Do I get a reward?"

Y/N chuckled and carefully sat back on his dick. "This is your reward. Maybe we can get cake later."

"Fuck yeah," He held her waist.

"To me or the cake?"

"Both," He slowly sat up, pushing his soreness away, to wrap his arms around her back. "But mostly you."

"Better be," She kissed him, finally sat fully down on him.

He kissed back, pressing them together. "You still owe me that ass massage."

"I would never deny you an ass massage," She kissed his cheek. "I'll give you the best ass massage known to mankind."

He grinned and she moved down to his neck. "And cake?"

"Only if its chocolate," She put her arms on his shoulders as she grinded against him. "Love me some chocolate."

He groaned at the grind. "Not even vanilla frosting?"

Y/N huffed. "Maybe, we can talk about it," She pulled away to take her shirt off.

Denki's hands followed the exposed skin as she showed it, and leaned in to kiss her chest. "I'll take your tits over any cake anyday."

Y/N snorted at that, bringing her hips up, then back down slowly, putting her arms back on his shoulders. Denki looked back up at her with a groan at the movement, kissing her jaw.

"You feel so good," He mumbled, burying his face in her neck. "I fit so perfectly in you, Y/N. It's so perfect."

Y/N moaned, bringing a hand up to his hair. "I know," She breathed out. "Always slide into me so easily, its like you were made to be there."

Y/N started to ride him properly, bouncing slowly and not hard, and holy shit, they could feel each other so perfectly. Y/N could feel every inch going in and out of her, and Denki could feel the way Y/N sucked him in, before she pulled off and the feeling repeated all over again.

They moaned together, keeping their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Denki didn't move, letting Y/N set the pace she wanted. Not that he wanted to, she was doing so perfectly.

"Oh fuck Y/N," He gripped her waist as he moaned, then kissed her. She kissed back, both of their moans muffling.

He brought a hand down to her clit, using his thumb to circle it. He felt Y/N's hips stutter and she held him tighter.

"I love you," She moaned out, and he could feel her nails dig into his back. "You have no idea how much."

"I love you too," He kissed her neck. "So fucking much."

She moaned, leaning into him more. He held her weight easily as she started grinding against him.

He felt himself getting close, and he moaned against her neck. "Are you close?"

She nodded. "Uh huh," She huffed. "Come in me."

"You sure," He asked, looking at her and she nodded.

"I'm sure."

He groaned and held her tightly. "Gonna come with you."

"Good," Y/N used a hand to drag her nails down his back and he groaned heavily.

It was just moments before Y/N was coming, and Denki allowed himself to follow right after.

Y/N collapsed into him with a laugh. "Best dick ever."

Denki cackled. "Fuck yeah it is. Didn't do much though," Denki watched as Y/N sat back, hands on his knees as he pulled out.

He watched the come fall out of her. "Thinking of baby names."

"That one isn't even funny," Y/N pointed a stern finger in his face.

He leaned forward and bit her finger, before she pulled it away. "You told me too!"

"I did," She nodded. "You know your job after your ass is better?"

"Go to the store to pick up a cake, plan b, and maybe some pizza?"

"Bingo."

#mha smut #x reader #x y/n #dom y/n #dom reader #denki kaminari smut #denki smut #kaminari smut #y/n x kaminari smut #dom y/n x denki

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black-is-iconic · 4 months

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Closed doors

Just a little bored drabble for @nessieartss brother au I hope you like~

"It's so hot….." you mumbled from the floor of Yuji's bedroom spread out like a star fish as he fanned you with a makeshift fan (made out of a lid from a plastic container), "oi why do I have to fan you I'm hot too you know" Yuji grumbled softly but continued to fan you anyway.

"You lost the game and we bet on it" you said with a smug look sitting up and resting your head in the palm of your hand as you pointed a polished finger at him, "it's not my fault your ass at Mario kart" Yuji's eyes twitched and he growled.

"I do not suck at Mario Kart, you cheated," he said 'accidentally' slapping you on the head with the plastic bin. "Owie meanie I'm going to tell everyone you abuse girls" you said with a huff puffing out your cheeks, "funny I didn't know you were a girl" he retorted earning a dramatic gasp and assault via pillow from you.

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK YOU JERK" you shouted pummeling him with his pillow as he laughed on the floor and curled up into the fetal position, "calm down I was joking," he said with a laugh raising his hands in surrender."

"you're not funny" you pouted throwing the pillow on his face. Yuji peeked out at your teary-eyed face and your puffed-out cheeks and pulled you in for a hug "you know I love you" he said pulling you close to his chest, resting his face in-between the crook of your neck as his arms coil around your waist tightly.

"Let me go you jerk I don't wanna play with you anymore" you grumbled kicking and squirming in his grasp, "aww you're so cute~ like a little grumpy cat" Yuji murmured softly poking your cheek and humming into your skin.

An irk mark formed on your forehead and you turned around biting his finger which he simply laughed at, you eventually let go of his finger and rested your face upon his chest relaxing into the warmth of him and drinking in his scent.

You could hear the soft beating of his heart and felt the gentle vibrations against your own chest. After a moment of blissful silence he rested his chin on your head, "wanna play more Mario kart?"

He asked and you smirked "nah let's play smash" Yuji pulled your cheek with a gentle smile "but you know I'm bad at that game" he whined letting out an exasperated sigh "Sounds like a you problem" you coed playfully booping his nose. Yuji was about to say something when he heard movement coming from downstairs, "huh looks like my brother's home" he muttered softly and instantly you froze a small pout forming on your lips.

"Don't bolt let me introduce you to him he's nice.... occasionally " Yuji tired coaxing you even trying to hold you tighter, but you were as fluid and slippery as water and slipped out of his embrace bolting for the cracked open window and springing through it with practiced ease, landing in a barrel roll.

Which always amazed him since his room was on the second floor, not a second later the door to his room flew open and Sukuna burst in running at him and shouting "WHERE IS SHE?"

Yuji blinked twice "w-where's who-" he shouted before he choked as Sukuna encased him in aheadlockk with a smiled from ear to ear "you can't lie to me you little rascal unless your feet suddenly shrank and you've taken up an interest in hello kitty".

Yuji squirmed in his brothers grasps uselessly clawing at his arm with no results, "f-fine there WAS a girl but you scared her off with your loud mouth" Sukuna enthusiastically spun him around as Yuji flailed for balance "let go of me you ogre".

He hissed as Sukuna ruffled his spikey pink locks, "my little bro's finally becoming a man, took ya long enough " he teased pinching Yuji's cheek, "get off me asshole" Yuji pushed against his brother but couldn't help but laugh along as his cheeks took on a rosy hue.

"You're so annoying" he grumbled as Sukuna let him go "so where's the lady?" He asked searching the room, peeking under the bed and in the closet Yuji rubbed his neck and sighed "I already told you she bolted through the window when she heard you running up the stairs".

Sukuna stuck his head out the window and peeked out the grass below "from the second floor? Damn that's some fancy acrobatics" Sukuna exclaimed looking out of the window again and then back to Yuji.

"Did you…." he asked lowering his eyebrows in a suggestive tone, Yuji's entire face turned bright red and he covered his face in embarrassment. "N-no wh- I- Ju- ca- NO" he mumbled stuttering softly and rubbing his face.

Sukuna laughed again and pulled on his ear "come on can yo blame me? A boy and a girl alone in a room for who knows how long with the door closed?"

He asked laughing even harder at Yuji's mortified expression, Yuji looked at him with wide eyes "can we just drop it?" He murmured closing his eyes in embarrassment and coughing into his enclosed fist "geez" he muttered and Sukuna sighed "fine fine" he mused patting his back

#yuji x reader #jjk #alternate universe

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ashesbreadandbutter · 24 days

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Naughty Hisoka Scenarios

Bro is a menace for real.

Upon first seeing you he feels something that manages to attract him and like a moth to a flame or a shark to blood... He invests his time in you for being interesting.

Him chasing you is like a game of cat and mouse especially because at first he does manage to keep a bit of his distance.

As you get closer though, having missions together, killing together, and so on so forth you finally catch on to his intent.

You give him a chance and the first time he has his way with you he spends damn near HOURS between your thighs, listening and humming as you'd jolt and cry

Has a thing for overstimulation, kissing, biting and sucking at your skin in the cruelest form of foreplay. He will definitely play with you like a predator tends to play with its food.

The way you whine and buck against his mouth makes him shiver and blush, eyes rolling back as you take hold of his hair.

Pull it, yank it, run your nails over his scalp.. really any form of 'affection' is enough to make his bite his lip and make his cock jump with excitement.

Does that thing at times where guys fuck you and then pulls out to rub the head of their cock over your twitching, throbbing entrance and he loves watching your eyes roll at it.

Loves listening to your noises when he touches you, you simply are just too cute.

He's a biter, though he may lick and suck and nibble on your skin as well and he does it carefully at first before it turns into him seeming like he actually wants to eat you whole

Don't tease him, bro definitely wants the smoke..

Honestly gets excited quickly and he can go for multiple rounds.

Interestingly enough he doesn't actually seem to go after anyone while he's with you, once he has his eyes set of someone he's usually set like that. He isn't one to jump from partner to partner if he actually wants someone

Rather dominant in bed but versatile, he will be rather excited if you manage to be the dominant one though. Pin him to the wall or grab his chin when he's talking too much and you'll have shivers rushing up and down his spine in no time.

Bro is literally feral, even if he's acting right and not downright jumping your bones it's always a thought that comes to mind whether he wants you immediately and wants to tease and take his time.

Loves physical affection from his partner(s), he'll even admit it if you ask him about it

"duh I love it, who wouldn't love being able to touch you all the time?" He says with chuckle while you flush and huff.

He knows just how to get under your skin and he learns quickly.

Are you ticklish? Do you get shy easily? Do you stare at him when you think he's not aware? Your fucked. Bro will come to the conclusion, might as well take it like a good boy/girl/pet.

He's fucking huge, his cock it literally no joke so don't hurt yourself Reader, take it slowly~

Has his moments where he just loves looking down at you while he touches and caresses your skin and when you eventually chuckle and ask him what he's doing hell simply hum innocently though you can literally feel his hardness resting in your back.

Honestly he's quite loyal. He doesn't like wasting his time so him choosing you is definitely a choice he made all on his own. It also means a lot because Hisoka can be rather bored with many people.

Knows how to use that mouth of his so don't think he won't use it. He'll eat you out as a punishment without hesitation.

Likes to spank your ass every time he's taking you from the back because he just can't help himself especially when it's shaking on his cock like that...

All in all, bro is definitely on demon time.

Idk 😶 just some thoughts I have on bro.

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starr-finn · 1 year

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Hank romance HCs

Hank Romance HCs

It's hank's turn! let’s do this!

Now, Hank is the more violent out of the group, and I feel that translates into his love life

you can't tell me this man has never accidentally cut your face

He's very overprotective, He will protect you with his life

He will both die and kill for you, not even joking tbh

Hank is oddly enough, easily flustered, if you touch him at all, he flips out

Speaking of touch, Hank is super touch starved, I will die on this hill

Hank is super tall, so you are most likely shorter than him, Hooooo boi

If you're shorter (most likely), Bro will carry you around just because he can

if you're taller, he will sure as hell try to carry you around

Hank can't kiss normally, so y'all's work around, Light biting and nibbles

You're always covered in bite marks, because he be biting

Hank will lose it if you bite him back at any point

Hank is a cat, 100%, dude can be affectionate and then scratch you with no issue

He would never do that tho :)

Hank stims when he thinks about you, for proof, see incident:001A, the blender thing

he doesn't talk, at all, but he grunts, laughs, and so on, as well as his facial expressions, they all show it all

Hank has super sharp teeth cuz of the metal jaw thing, so, just as stated above, biting, but he accidentally draws blood a lot

Hank will let you wear his jacket, even if its wayyy too big

Hank will have you sleep on his chest, no contest

Hank will never let you do dangerous, at all

All and all, tall angry man loves you :)

#hank j wimbleton x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #madness combat #madcom

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m0rbidm1nk · 27 days

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Alright, so. Here’s my Hellsing self insert/OC, Bryn Dracul!

Bryn Dracul is the daughter of Alucard (Cheesy, i know.) and one of his brides who had Cat sith blood running through her veins, however she and Alucard did not know this. Bryn was a pure accident, and at first Alucard did not care for her. He had his kingdom to attend to! He ends up caring for her after both of them are put into Van Hellsing’s “care” so to speak. But even in present times they have a very rocky relationship. Bryn does not want to be seen in her father’s shadow, and wants to be seen as her own person and not associated with Alucard. She still loves her father dearly but keeps her distance. (Though they do have their tender moments.)

She works part time as a Hellsing Rodent killer and a bouncer and dancer at The Valentines club!

She is a smokey Mainecoon, and can turn into a cat, as shown above. She is partially blind due to bullying she endured as a young teen. Due to this, she cannot shoot a gun or drive. Relationship wise; she’s Demisexual Demiromantic and is dating the elder Valentine, Luke. (Obv before the whole thing with the bros even happened. This also goes for ultimate; she was NOT involved in Millennium until MUCH later when she was coereced but gave the men a place to stay aka at her house. She was unaware of the plans.) She’s also VERY good friends with Jan, and the two are seen taking jabs at eachother playfully.

Bryn’s personality can only be described as kind, sweet, yet ruthless and very protective. She’s also quick to be stubborn so when she has an opinion, it sticks. She is also known to put her foot down when she feels it must be. However she can be pretty goofy and loves to joke around, especially with Jan.

Her weapon of choice is a dagger with her initials, given to her by Luke for her birthday. She also uses her nails to scratch, and she is known to bite if the situation calls for it.

Her weaknesses are holy water and the usual stuff that kills vampires.

If anyone has questions about her, please ask away in my ask box!! There’s more to her story but this was it all summed up.

#hellsing ultimate #hellsing #hellsing ocs #oc #plus size #cat sith #morbidminkart #oc ref sheet #alucard #jan valentine #luke valentine #art #self insert #hellsing 2001

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liffy-feelin-jiffy · 7 months

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S5 Headcanons Part 2!

Also SkullAmiGorai mention hehehoohoo

Mask

Real name is Jacklyn, but they typically go by Jack

Got the ‘tism

Half sharkling. Bro doesn’t have a tail, but he’s got some fins peaking out behind his back and some razor sharp teeth. Munch munch munch. Their eyes are also a little weird looking too

Shady is his cousin btw. They keep in touch sometimes but they’re not that close

Omnigender, uses he/they/bro pronouns. They started using “bro” as a neopronoun for shits and giggles at one point until it kinda just became an actual neopronoun for him because they like it

Also Omnisexual and panromantic. Why is everyone so attractive???

Tall. Scrawny as hell. Eat a sandwich, bloke

Makes the most lewd jokes out of the group. Bro even grosses Aloha out sometimes-

Mask: “I need her to bend me over the stove and spank me with a spatula-“

Aloha: “WHAT HAPPENED TO HELLO????”

Very congested voice. That’s hay fever. He gets it from his father, who got it from his father, and so on

“Nice argument, unfortunately I am at your front door with a blunt object” — debating online about which character should be invited into smash bros

I know his bitch ass kins that motherfucker Sal from Sally Face

Favorite video game would have to be portal 2. He’d like the plot, the story, and bro would love Glad0s to pieces 10/10 villain, she’s a mood. They also like RPGs, plenty of which he’s download off of an itch.io knockoff

This fool STANKS. Like, bro smells like cheap cologne and 50 day old stale pizza. Take a bath

The rest of the S5 and Mask’s family have definitely tried to give him a bath before. They failed 😞 /j

Just kidding, Mask showers once for two whole weeks. Sometimes they’ll go for three weeks

Has multiple socials. Bro doesn’t post much other than some random funny videos they catch of the boys doing stupid shit and cackling at them when they get hurt in the most ridiculous ways

Is actually depressed. Bro was acting like an edgy teen back when they were 14, but as they got older they do actually start developing depression. Bro isn’t suicidal or anything, or at least they don’t actively seek to harm themselves, but bro has this kind of… Depressive symptom where they would just have a lack of care for if they like got killed all of a sudden, even almost hoping it would happen. Instead of being all mopey and sad and crying themselves to sleep at night, Mask is really just in a numb state. They just don’t care about anything. They still pull through because of all their family and friends, and bro knows that leaving those people in his life wouldn’t do any good.

Bro gained his depression from his mom suddenly passing away when he was 18. She died in a horrible car crash. They were even the first to find out because he accidentally stumbled across the scene. It wasn’t too far from where they lived. Thankfully, Mask is seeing a therapist, but he’s having trouble opening up still.

Acts like a cat. Loves to cuddle, really lazy with their movements and mannerisms, and love bites. Nibbles on your hand like a creature

Plays the chello. At first he started playing because he thought that the low pitch of the chords were edgy, lmao, but then the sound of it felt soothing and it ended up growing on him. Bro plays it whenever he’s stressed out over something or if he just needs a moment to clear his mind. It helps them think better, too. He’ll play for you, but he’s usually flustered about it.

Crusty gamer, but they have a beautiful face. Aloha dramatically passed out when he saw Mask’s true face

Mask doesn’t really like to take his mask off in general. At first it was so bro could look scary and intimidating when bro was younger, but now it’s because they value their privacy. Plus, they find comfort in their anonymity

Aloha’s octoling roommate, Lilith, creeped the shit of him when they first met, even though they were kinda similar in how they acted. Bro was just really off put by her gigantic size and build, and the fact that she was missing an eye and had previously been part of the Octarian army—as an army captain no less. They actually ended up becoming friends after they just trauma dumped to each other one night during one of Aloha’s parties. There were tears and ugly sobs involved. Now? Don’t tell anyone, but Mask thinks she’s fine as hell (they like their women buff)

Hangs out with Bobble, even though her smile used to erk him to the end of the world. He also likes hanging out with Goggles, too. The both of them treat Mask nicely and bought him a game that he really wanted for their birthday, so now Mask feels like he’s indebted to them (that’s what he says, but bro just likes hanging out with them)

Real chill about it when Army came out as an octoling—he also then came out as a sharkling at the time, too. He was also the first to find out about Army having a crush on Goggles and he tried to hook ‘em up just for shits and giggles, and sort of to see what would happen. Bro did feel happy when they got together, but then they got flabbergasted when the two of them also got with Rider and Skull— “Wait, did I miss a few chapters? What the hell”

Skull

His real name is Sloan

Autism hiding up in here somewhere. Adhd, too

Also gay. Unlike Rider, he’s more open about it—or chill at least

He’s a kraken squid, one of the strongest creatures in the inkling and octoling genuses. Being a kraken squid not only gives him more animalistic traits in the way he acts, like being territorial and prone to snapping his teeth and growling, but he also has bones. Krakens are one of the only ones, besides leviathans, to have bones in the cephalopod class

That being said, he’s broken an arm at one point. He mentions it every so often like it was a fever dream and people look at him alarmingly because the way he broke his arm sounds absolutely agonizing

Besides the E-liter, he also likes using the krak on splat roller

Likes to wear goth punk style, either that or punk rock

Gives the most bombastic side eye

He says he tone deaf when he sings, but he can actually sing pretty good. It’s really soothing. He’s just really shy about his singing and uses it as an excuse not to sing. You gotta bully him into doing it (don’t do that tho, not nice) He can also rap pretty good, too. And he’s really good with the bass guitar and regular guitar

Has really beautiful tanned skin, because he stands out in the sun all day holding his e-liter in matches and he’s Scalican and knows Coralish (Splatoon pun of Mexican and Spanish) he’s got a bunch of tan lines, too

He’s been wearing his skull bandana for the longest to hide his sharp ass teeth to try to avoid people from getting spooked of him. Well, the skull on his bandana didn’t really help all that much, but he actually kinda liked the style because he felt intimidating for another reason other his real teeth.

He’s naturally strong as hell and tall as a skyscraper because he’s a kraken squid, and he’s been like that since he turned 14. It’s because of that lots of people are always intimidated by him, even when he tries to prove he’s docile (Kind of a discrimination thing he’s gotta deal with everyday 😞). But deep down he’s a gentle giant. Really trustworthy man, too. He also has sharp claws; they’re very pretty

Got into a few fist fights, some double sided and… one sided, between him and some drink tampering shmucks Aloha would catch at his parties or at his parents’ bar. He’s never started a fight, but he has sure as hell finished them all

He’s kinda insecure about handling kids and hatchlings. He loves them to death, but because of his giant, intimidating feature, he knows he’d be prone to accidentally freaking younglings out. It also has to do with the fact that his hatchling cousin started crying really hard the millisecond Skull tried to hold them in his arms one time back when he was like 12; He still hasn’t gotten over it. It’s kinda ironic though, because despite his intimidating form, lots of younglings and hatchlings actually really like him right off the bat. It’s probably because he’s actually really good with kids in general. He’d play with them, keep them out of trouble, and just knows what they’d need on a whim. He’s your go-to babysitter kind of guy

His favorite pastries are cannolis, his favorite cakes are cheesecakes, and his favorite candy would be all three flavors of chocolate. He had a crisis when he had to choose one team during the chocolate splatfest

Really territorial about his food. He growls if you get near him while he’s eating food, especially sweets. Not only that, but he’s even worse when he’s with a significant other. He’ll straight up snarl at you if he feels like you’re bothering them. He’d even snap his teeth like a dog at you. Leave him alone to cuddle with his boyfriens >:(

He does also growl and snarl when he senses danger, if he’s pissed off, or if he just wants to be left alone in general. He’s got a low, deep growl that can pierce your soul. It’s some freaky shit. It makes for a good warning to not cross him, cuz he will fuck you up bad.

He also purrs a lot, and LOUDLY. He loves to purr, it’s his own way of showing affection. He also likes to nibble, whether it be on your hands, neck, ear, anywhere. He’ll also play bite and it‘s so ticklish. He’s like a doggy 💜💜💜

He had a crush on Mask once, back when they played in Inkopolis Plaza, but it was mostly because bro was so affectionate with him. Mask was actually his gay awakening before he decided that he liked imagining Mask as more of a friend. Mask also made for a great wingman, anyways.

Skull fell for Goggles the same reason he fell for Mask, because he was so nice and affectionate with him—even though he flashed him to the public in the square (you had to be there). He was also intrigued by him because he admired how Goggles faced him so determinedly, even after Goggles lost against him. He was the first person who wasn’t afraid of Skull, and that really did confuse him for an extended amount of time

There’s also Rider; He got the feels for Rider after he faced up against Emperor. He too admired Rider for his determination, and that was when he began to realize he had a type—and that he was poly. You could also say their pep talk they had before Rider faced Emperor’s team had played a part in it. They also got closer during the ranked battle championship arc.

As for Army, well, he and Army bonded when he found out Army was an octoling. Skull kinda related to him, as he was also seen as different from other inklings in society because of his large and intimidating structure—though Army didn’t really have to face that, but he was shamed for who he was by his grandad so that was something he and Skull had somewhat in common. He was also there to comfort Army when he was going through it with his grandad getting arrested and everything. He even offered him a place to stay if he needed, even when Army assured that Goggles’ parents were happy to have him around. He’s also really grateful for the fact that Army always makes sure to be his reminder for a bunch of things and also keeps him from getting lost, and his curry is YUM YUM YUM (proof that good food makes a even the bad bitches fold)

He and Aloha’s friend, Lilith started out a bit rocky, but then they grew to have a mutual trust in each other. They also ended up becoming friends after Lilith heard him singing and started singing along (they’re both shy about singing)

Weekly ink rifle meet up with Headphones and Half Rim. Eventually they started inviting N-Pacer! It’s just when they spend the day doing friend stuff, cuz theyre friends now :)

Rider

Real name is Roe

Is BRI’ISH. Heavy British accent boi; “oi my names Rida’ ”

Dude is so tone deaf. But he can keep a beat pretty well. He’s tried to play the drums at one point, but he hasn’t played in a while. He has to have his drum set hiding in his house somewhere

Socially detached. He was taken advantage by other kids a lot when he was younger, and those memories never left him. He’s also had a few issues growing up, too, especially without his dad.

His father left him and his mom before he and his sister were even born. He doesn’t even have a good idea as to what he looks like since his mom took down every photo in the house that he was in since he left them. His mom refuses to ever mention him, and if Rider ever does she’s quick to change the subject. All he knows is that he inherited his father’s voice, and both he and Platinum inherited his nose and lips. Rider never knew why he left. But truth be told, he doesn’t care no more, he’s got so many more people to worry about nowadays

He has a twin sister btw. Her real name’s Rinet (it’s Renet but it’s just spelled differently), but her nickname is Platinum. She wears the white inky rider and she mains the golden aerospray. She’s kinda an asshole but she’s a pretty fun friend to have around. She and Rider used to be in the same team until he got sick of her shit because he thought she was such a snooty player and decided to go his own way; eventually finding his own current team. Every so often, if one of his teammates get sick or unavailable, she automatically fills in for them.

Platinum doesn’t play turf war or ranked battles that much. She’s mostly seen doing Grizzco shifts to try to help her and Rider’s mom pay the bills and get their mom closer to retirement; it’s also to save up money for college. Rider wishes she would quit someday, as he doesn’t trust Grizzco industries and their “policies” and work environment. He doesn’t admit it, but he worries about her a whole lot.

Pretty skilled with the E-Liter. He likes to stick with the no-scope; inspired by Headphones, in purpose of keeping an eye on his team.

He and Wireglasses weren’t related. They did grow up in the same neighborhood as kids, before Wireglasses moved to Splatsville with his parents. It made Rider kinda sad because they were actually good friends, one of the only real friends he ever really had before blue team. When they met again after he went to Splatsville, they gave each other a big ol hug.

His ass does not like Emperor. Emperor doesn’t like him either, except it’s more that he just doesn’t vibe with him, meanwhile Rider just LOATHES him to pieces. If they’re both in the same room, Rider will go out of his way to stand in the opposite side of the room just to be as far away from “that fancy ass whiteboy” as possible. It’s so ridiculously funny and more so when you remember that all of team blue are good friends with Emperor so it really ruffles Rider’s feathers.

He has nothing against Prince, tho. If the S4 say he’s cool, then he’s cool.

His mom is… She’s not perfect, to say the least. Who is, though? I mean, Sheena really did struggle to cope when he boyfriend abandoned her when she fell pregnant, with twins no less. She absolutely refuses to drown her sorrows in alcohol and drugs, I implore her for that, but she was still incredibly depressed even when her kids came into the world. She was slightly neglectful during their first few years, and her parents didn’t bother to help her with them because she left them to be with her boyfriend, but they didn’t bother regaining contact even when she was struggling. Sheena got better eventually, especially after she started gaining more friends in the neighborhood who helped co-parent. Eventually she was able to get back on her feet and become the kind of parent she wanted to be for her kids. Since then, she became a lot more energetic and bombastic, she had that cool aunt personality while juggling around two kids at the same time. She loves her babies to death, and she thinks it’s funny to kind of embarrass them in public all the time by giving them kisses all over their faces and head and giving them right hugs. Yes, it’s embarrassing, but Platinum and Rider know that life would be a lot more duller without their mother around. 💚🤍🖤 (not me indulging in motorcycle mama 😭)

His mom’s part of a biker gang, her nicknames Rockin’, because she wears the Rockin’ leather jacket. She’s got a sweet, red Road-King in the garage. She keeps saying that she’s gonna get Rider a black Road King someday when he’s old enough. Rider honestly doubts it, but don’t underestimate his mother’s determination to keep her word.

He’s honestly in no rush, really. In fact he’s afraid of getting back on the motorcycles again. He used to ride around on the back of his mom’s motorcycle and be part of “the gang,” but he take on a hiatus after a car accident that had him fist bumping death’s hand before he ended up in the hospital for almost a week with a scar that’s never gonna leave. He hasn’t road with her since, but even he admits that he wants to get back on it someday.

He’s pretty smart with cars and with motorcycles, too. He learned it all from his mom. Why go to the car repair center when you can take it over to his house to get it checked on? Charges a fair price, too.

His right eye is partially blind from where he got sanitized. He would’ve felt more insecure about it if it weren’t for his boyfriends assuring him that he’s such a handsome boy every single day since they each of them got together.

Yes, he is built like a brick house. He swings a large mass of metal around like a wiffle bat everyday out in the battlefield. What else did you expect?

He’s so easy to scare, it’s hilarious. You can come up from behind him and go “BOO!” And he’ll jump a little and just glare at you. But if he gets really scared, like if he’s in one of those haunted house attractions, he’ll start screaming and slowly start falling to the ground in slow motion or just run off wordlessly. It’s even funnier because he’ll grab the nearest person he’s with and they’re both gonna eat shit together by falling or he’s gonna throw them over his shoulder and bull a skiddadle. Either that, or he’s just gonna run away so fast without saying anything; there was also this time he was playing basketball by himself in the evening and the lights suddenly went off and he SPED AWAY so fast you could hear the fear in his shoes when they squeaked. (That last part is based off a funny video I saw of a man running away when the streetlights went of). His ass does not like horror games, either

He has multiple pair of boots, and leather jackets.

He would absolutely wear the dreadlock hairstyle in Splatoon 3, he HAS too

He was very shocked to find out Army was an octoling, but he had his full support. But NOTHING could prepare him for when he finally met Goggles’ parents and learned that theyre octolings too. He likes them a whole lot, they’re very nice to him and they became friends with his mom when they all met each other at one of Goggle and Rider’s meet-your-parents dinner date

Ok so I’m so sorry I sorta just dumped my personal issues onto Mask that must’ve been really screwed up to read- (my mom didn’t die in a car crash but she had dementia and she died last year on new years). I was also indulging in Rider’s mom for a little bit, because, I wish my mom was still here to give me a bunch of kisses all over my face while I complain about people seeing us because- I miss that :(

Don’t worry about it 👍🏻

Also sorry for those who come back every so often and find out the headcanons have changed. I should probably just make part 3’s and 4’s but I don’t feel like it. I’m gonna do team blue at some point erp erp erp

And don’t look at me like that for also jumping on the oc x canon ship bandwagon with Mask. I just thought that they and Lilith would be silly together.

< Here’s the first part with Aloha and Army

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Just Because of Boba

genre: angst & smut

pairing: reader x Chan (appearance of the rest of Stray Kids too)

reader gender: female

word count: 1.2K

warnings: curse words, anxiety, harassment, sexual harassment, cat-calling, possessiveness, BDSM, daddy kink, pet names, size kink, degradation, oral (m/f)

requested: no

A.N: This has been sitting in my drafts for AGES. Like two years minimum. Apparently, I thought of this in class. The ending is rushed cause I lowkey just wanted to post it. I sort of like it but this is my first time writing something and ACTUALLY posting it. Anyway, enjoy!

As I walked out, I spotted my friends sitting at their usual lunch spot. Across the school in the sun. It’s January now, so it’s not that cold anymore, but there’s still some wind and rain from time to time. I walked over to them with my food in my hand, dying to eat it as I didn’t eat breakfast this morning because I woke up late. I exchanged a few hi’s and hello’s with my friends and quickly sat down.

“Did you hear the rumor?” One of my friends asked.

“What rumor?” I replied.

“The one about a girl going out with a gangster,” another friend said, cutting him off while eating a sandwich.

I cringed at the sight and rolled my eyes “A gangster? What next, a dragon?” I laughed lightly at her joke.

My friend muttered under her breath and continued to eat her sandwich.

As I was about to take a bite of my food I heard a noise, like someone was calling my name. I ignored it and finally took a bite of my food. I giggled slightly and smiled.

“Y/N!” I finally heard my name loud and clear and turned around. The sun was in my eye, so I tried to block the sun with my hand but in vain.

The running figure finally became clear as it came closer to me. It was Chan.

“Y/N I’ve been trying to reach you on your phone for hours!” Chan said exasperatedly.

“My phone ran out of battery” I replied nonchalantly as I continued to eat my food.

He rolled his eyes and took my arm, trying to drag me away

“Hey! What are you doing?” I asked, slightly ticked off

“Getting boba with you and the guys?” He asked meekly.

I sighed and turned to my friends “I’ll be right back guys.”

One of my friends giggled and looked at Chan “Can I come with?” she asked in a fake tone.

Chan laughed nervously, unsure of what to reply. He didn’t want to seem rude in front of Y/N’s friends. “Well actually I have to talk about private things with Y/N but maybe next time!” Chan replied quickly, hoping they wouldn’t get offended

The girl looked slightly disappointed but nodded and sat down again.

Chan grabbed my hand and walked quickly toward the boba place which was 2 blocks away.

The rest of Chan’s friends suddenly appeared as we reached the boba place.

"Hey Y/N!" They all said together.

"Hey guys! What's up?" I asked with a smile.

"Nothing much, we're just glad Chan finally got to see you. He has been talking all day about meeting up with you." Seungmin laughed as Chan glared at him for exposing his secret.

"Oh really?" I said while looking at Chan with a teasing smile.

"Shut up Seungmin," Chan said as he shoved Seungmin with the latter only replied with a burst of contagious laughter.

As we were laughing a man came in, signaled by the chime of the bell on the door.

By accident, I made eye contact with him. He gave me this look and I shivered. I don't why and how but I did.

He approached me with a creepy smile, "Hey girl, let me get your number." He said as he smirked.

I could see the smile of Chan and his friends slowly fade away.

I laughed as I replied no.

"Aw come on, you ain't trying to act hard to get right?" He replied

I laughed and replied as to what he meant.

"Well you know..." he said as he slowly approached me, invading my personal space.

"All women who are hard to get are sluts." He whispered in my ears as he groped my ass.

I replied with wide eyes and a loud gasp.

"Bro, what the fuck is wrong with you? Don't fucking touch her!" Chan yelled at him trying to push him away from me.

I could feel a sense of dread filling my body. I haven't been harassed for a while. I felt disgusted. Tears filled my eyes.

"It's okay Y/N, you're okay, he won't hurt you," Felix said as he hugged me and tried to comfort me.

Chan grabbed me and dragged me to his car. We drove in silent until we reached my apartment.

Chan angrily slammed the door of my apartment and I jumped at the sound, a shiver running down my spine but my panties also becoming wet. I always fantasized about Chan slamming his dick inside me. I became wetter as I imagined the scene, but I quickly snapped out of it as Chan started yelling at me.

“What the fuck was that? Feeling you up and touching your ass. That fucking asshole, I should go back there and make him learn a thing or two.” He snapped.

I gulped as I imagined Chan’s strong biceps punching the guy who previously harassed her. I tried calming Chan down to avoid disaster. “Chan calm down, everything is fine, I’m fine” I reassured.

“But he touched you! He grabbed your ass and squeezed it. That fucker, doesn’t he know you're all mine?”

I gasped as I stepped back, realizing what Chan just said. It never occurred to me that Chan had feelings for me too.

Chan had wide eyes, also realizing what he just said. “Fuck Y/N I didn’t m-”

I cut him off by smashing my lips onto Chan’s not wasting a single second. Chan groaned in the kiss, making me more turned on.

“Fuck Y/N” Chan moaned “Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes Chan, please, I want you,” I said desperately.

Chan carried me to his bedroom and continued to make out. I sat on Chan’s lap and slowly grinded on him, making Chan moan into the kiss.

“Fuck Y/N if you keep that up I’m gonna cum in my pants,” He said jokingly.

I giggled “Oh really?”

“F-Fuck baby...” he groans. Chan suddenly stands up and zips down his pants, exposing the tent in his boxer. I salivated at the sight “You’re so b-big” I whimpered at the size of him. Chan chuckles and removes his boxer, his cock slapping his stomach. He had to restrain himself so much from just destroying Y/N. She was so fucking cute, already all fucked up for him when he didn’t even do anything to her yet.

I tentatively reached out my hand to Chan’s dick. “C-can I? Chan?” I asked, unsure what Chan’s response would be. But the moment those words left my mouth, Chan’s eyes darkened with lust.

“It’s daddy to you, sweetheart,” Chan said with a serious tone.

“Can I touch your cock daddy?”

“Yes baby” Chan replied

I put my hand on Chan’s cock and started stroking it slowly. Chan threw his head back, immersed in pleasure.

I put Chan’s cock in my mouth and started sucking him off, my goal was to make Chan feel good and make him cum in my mouth.

Chan’s cock soon started twitching, a sign he was close.

I tapped his thigh, a sign which told Chan he had permission to cum in my mouth.

"Oh god..." Chan groaned, "I think I'm gonna cum oh my god." Chan said as he moaned.

I felt his hot seed shoot down my throat. I opened my mouth to show him and then swallowed his load. It tasted a bit salty.

I smiled and giggle as I lay next to him, he wrapped his arms around me and dozed off, feeling exhausted.

I looked at him in pure admiration and soon enough, fell asleep in his arms.

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