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RUNNIN’ FROM IT ?! ☆
geto, toji, gojo, nanami, sukuna. jjk men reaction to you "running" from the d!ck
cw. fem! reader, semi-public themes, unprotected, big dıcks, size kinks, hair pulling, praise, brēeding, impact play, dumbification, squırting (gojo), sir kink (nanami), overstim. 3.5k total wc.
☆ NANAMI KENTO.
“goin’ somewhere, wifey?” and you’d gasp at the guiltless stretch. the silver band of his watch runs off against your skin as he’s ruthless rutting into you. with your maw sagging open, here lies you, arched over his office desk, pencil skirt lazily pulled up to the hem of your torso. he’s so deep, each tremendous thrust felt like it was gonna be its last. nanami finds it cute how you move up, so squirmy with the sweetest whines escaping from your mouth. “i finally give in ‘n you wanna be a brat again?”
“jus’ s-so big, ken, fuuuck,” you’d moan, feeling the upward curve of his dick enlarge past your gluey walls each time. your chest lays flat against his desk, the lanyard that wraps around your neck jangling in harmony. the same repeated amount of clanks sing as you continuously get fucked into various paperwork. it’s as if every time you took him, he got bigger. you bite your lip, feeling his tender touch ghost down your skin. soft padded fingertips of his ghost down your arm, the constant jerking of the wooden desk so loud and obnoxious. “f-fuck, you’re so biiiiiig.”
a low hoarse chuckle leaves from his lips before he caresses the bare fat of your ass. fawn eyes of his stares at your back — your ass, the way it bounces back against him everytime. your cunt slops all against him in such a dirty way. you then feel your heart race at the thought that anyone could just walk in. “oh, but honey. you say ‘m big repeatedly ‘n yet you always know how to take it,” and he leans up close, so close that he presses a kiss against your spine. you get shudders, his barreling length reaches new heights before he slows his hits down only to deepen them. whilst he’s churning you up from the very inside, he enunciates his words with each mean thrust, “every . . single . . time.”
the stretch,
it was all your mind could even process, the stretch. he’s balls deep, buried until your sloppy cunt continues to hit and kiss against the hilt. a white drooling ring surrounds his hefty base whilst he’s drilling into you at such a speed.
to be fair, you knew teasing nanami while he was at work would be risky. you just wanted a little attention.. and attention you got, your tongue was already lolled out and saliva seeps near the very crevices of your mouth. “f-fuck, ‘m gonna cum. don’t stop, ‘ken. don’t st—”
smack.
you gasp once you feel the rough swat of his palm kiss against your rear. with a tug at the cute business blouse you wore, he gives it a firm yank to make you stick against him every thrust he presents you. “no, sweetheart. thought i taught you how to address me,” and his words were sweet, sweet words yet powerful degrading thrusts. “at home it’s kento, at the workplace it’s . . ?”
“s-sir,” you correct yourself, glossed lips smothered in nothing but your own spit. his tempo was ruthless you could barely even keep up—nor were you in sync. a pulsating panging throb surges through your folds before the plump tip of his dick kisses against there. “sir, ‘m cummin’ sir, fuuuuck.”
a euphoric wave crashes through you all at once. as your vision turns into pure splotches of white, you end up creaming all down his cock. you’re spasming, barely able to process a single thing. the only thing your brain could make out was the loud grumbles of his fax machine—you whine, feeling him still plugging your entrance with his fat cock before he slows down. “aw,” and a hand of his strums down your back, fondling with the little zipper that was pulled down your skirt. “my wife’s such a messy girl ‘n it’s only ten thirty am,” and while he speaks in such a teasing way, he brings up his wrist to take a glimpse as his watch. nanami grabs ahold of your hips, reaching a hand near your popped open blouse before kissing your neck. “can i get back to my meeting now or does this sloppy pussy need more instructions?”
☆ SUGURU GETO.
“don’t run from me. ‘s not even all the way in yet,” he purrs, and he’s so thick.
you felt the sweet taste of saliva pool into your mouth as you’re pathetically on all fours—geto’s girth always left you speechless. speechless until nothing came out of your mouth but pure weeping whimpers. the coldness of his rings dance against both sides of your hips before he snatches you back. “this dick doesn’t come for free, gonna have to take every inch,” and he grunts, a brow cocking as you’re just stammering the same inaudible moans. he reaches every spot, your thighs shake at how his fat dick jackhammers through every gummy orifice.
backshots with geto — he had you clenching the sheets, you’re bawling the silk satiny sheets into your hands before feeling the arch in your back only escalate even further,
“s-suguru, ngh, gonna make me cum quick. ‘s too big,” and he makes your head lightly go against the bed.
you’re chewing on a pillow, a few droplets of sheeny saliva running out of your mouth before your throbbing brings you back to reality. his hips were sharp, you were never prepared.
geto’s obsessed with your ass and the way it moves in such alluring rhythm. you’re wriggling your rear back against him, tempting him to kiss it with a spank and he falls for it every time. “suguru, ‘m gonna cum.”
“girl please,” he grumbles—and he snatches you right back by the waist once he feels you trying to secretly creep away. with brief smarting knees piercing into the plush of the mattress, he smacks your ass again. the way you repeat his name in that erotic, whiney tone gets him hard regardless. each spank he gives your ass, he caresses the stinging part with his the soft print of his thumb,
geto’s girth was enough to leave you drooling—he gets a good amount of your hair before he’s ambushing that same clenching spot with the fat crownhead of his dick. geto groans, feeling how quick it was for his base to get full. with a tongue licking underneath his bottom lip, he lightly shoves you into the bed frame, deepening his thrusts. “fuck, ‘m gonna have to go all out. wigglin’ that cute lil ass on me ‘s only gonna protect ya for so long,” and he scoots you up further against him to where he’s buried balls deep.
“s-sugu, ‘m close, so big ‘m gonna cummm,” and your sweetened whimpers fall on deaf ears—he knows you’re close, you didn’t even have to warn him because with the way your pussy constricts around him, squeezing him tight, dead giveaway.
with each sentence you spoke, your voice was so soft and shakey—desperate for your incoming orgasm, it was so close you could almost taste it,
metaphorically..
his dick expands, stretching out your splattering insides like it was elastic.
geto’s got you hearing imaginary bells. with your pretty pink tongue lolled out, sheeny lips parted, you were already feeling the inside of your mouth pool up with saliva. his mean thrusts, the way he’s yanking your hair back in place—you were very much salivating like a dirty girl. gasping once he prods his tip against that forbidden sweet spot, your mouth pries wider and you sob out a, “oh my g-goddd,” and he sneaks a hand between your thighs to maneuver quick circles against your cunt. “s-sugu, suguru, su-”
“shhh, don’t wanna talk to you right now, princess,” and a thumb of his trails from your puckering hole—all the way down to your swollen slit, he smears the slick against the entrance before his voice lowers. “all eyes on her,” he whispers, sliding a thumb inside of your folds whilst he still buried into you. “now, arch that back a little more for me. we gotta work on that posture, lazy ass girl.”
☆ GOJO SATORU.
“aww, you cryin’?” such tantalizing words pour its way down between your thighs to make you throb. you moan out a sweet harmonic whine as you felt gojo’s hands yoke your hips back against him. a ruthless slam, you bite your lip from feeling how close he is, how he’s repeatedly feeding your sweet, greedy cunt with inches of thick cock. you could never get enough and he knew that. he drags a hand to gingerly grab onto your scalp before humming. “ah, don’t run. ‘m not done playin’ with my pussy,” and his voice gets low, he leans in to lick the shell of your earlobe. “she’s been beggin’ for me all day, listen to how fuckin’ sloppy she gets for me when she doesn’t get a good fillin’ with ‘toru.”
and he covers a palm over your mouth so you can listen, the only sounds being heard across the room escapes from between your thighs. he’s using your syrupy entrance as his little fleshlight. the sloshes and squelches, he loves how easy you were to get all sopping for him. “yeah, ooh,” and a sheet of your honeyed saliva coats the middle part of his hand that’s glued to your mouth. your head’s bobbling from the jerking movements before he grunts. “she’s quite the talker today, huh. pussy’s got so much to s-say,” and you mewl out once you feel gojo snake a hand between your thighs.
he spanks your clit raw, snickering at the way your cute legs tremble as a response. “she needs some manners though, interrupting private time, ‘s not nice.”
after a while, he removes his hand—callused soft padded finger tips of his brush against the curvy juncture of yours hips, continuing to pull you close to where you’re smacking back and forth against him. each hit makes you see stars, you’re babbling, “hngh, ‘toru. deeper, deeper please,” and then you gasp. a sudden feeling filling into your abdomen. as his cock’s shoved way past into you, poking through every neglected spot, you start to shriek. “f-fuck, i feel something—something’s gonna burst, ‘toru, f-fuuuck.”
gojo’s amused, he runs a finger trail down your spine as he watches how your ass ricochets back against him in such salacious sync. “burst, yeah?” and he’s so pressed up into you. you nod, the same inaudible babbles and whines spewing from your sheeny coated lips before you feel his plump tip prod against your g-spot. “fuckin’ nasty are we are today, you gonna gush out on me? gonna squirt?” and the tremor in your thighs accelerates. he’s so deep—full hefty base of his steadily thrashes against your rear, your mind’s spinning yet you want more, more more. gojo’s keeping his entire gaze on your body, studying its crude movements before presenting your clit with another spank. “give it to me, angel. i wanna see how good your squirt velocity improved from last time, heh.”
a slimy string of saliva dribbles down the corners of your mouth before he plugs two digits to stop it. you whine, taking his fingers in wholeheartedly before sucking on them—wet tongue parting before occasionally gagging on it nudges against your cute little uvula. “mmph,” you moan, the crashing wave only grows faster. you’re on a high, not even intoxicated but it seemed as if gojo’s dick had you partly under the influence. within milliseconds, that one single thrust against your sensitive spot makes you gush out in volumes. you’re so wet . . drenched, a sweet lustrous sheet of your slick runs all the way down gojo’s base. he pauses, taking in of the mess you made on not only the bed—but yourself, and him. mouth still muffled, you gently gnaw on his digits before be pulls them out to get a taste himself.
“fuck, you’re freaky,” gojo sneers, lapping up your own candied mess that was left on his fingers before staring down. he caresses your swollen cunt, a thumb opening the fold of it before leaning to to spit inside. “but ‘m freakier, you had a lot more in ya than i though, baby,” and he makes you lie flat on your chest. gojo gets up behind you before humming. “but let’s try that again, need to put my favorite waterpark—i mean pussy .. to good use, heh.”
☆ FUSHIGURO TOJI.
“nuh uhhh, girl bring that ass back here,” toji snarls with a sly grin, and he’s got a broad hand wrapped around your throat. he’s careful with the pressure — yet, gives it a slight tight squeeze to hear you croak out. he’s so big, it’s toji, he’s always big. his base always hits against your bare ass, having you always stupid and begging for more. you were probably a mess—you were a mess, especially with considering how he was fucking you in front of a mirror. “nah, we don’t do that shit here. good girls don’t run, thought you were my good girl, princess?”
it was so easy with the way your quavering lips part open. he sways a hand sharply against your ass and you gasp from the sting. smack after smack, the only thing you can do is whimper out a sweet, “i- i am you’re good girl, f-fuckkk.”
“if you were my good girl, you’d take this shit,” and his voice was a booming low. the skin slapping stings each time—he’s already dumped a fresh load into you only a few milliseconds ago. plush thighs of yours merely almost stick together, he was just so big. toji takes a good peak at his own cum dribble down your sopping swollen pussy. he even lowly cackles, swabbing a thumb against your puckering hole to hear you mewl out. “look at this perfect neglected ass. she wants to get filled too, mhm,” and you stare at a glimpse of your reflection through the mirror. toji was a beefy man, towering over you completely. as he speaks, the scar that runs down his lips twinges, “gonna fuck around ‘n get ya pregnant, baby girl. ‘s a crime to have a pussy this soaked around me.”
your mouth stupidly betrays you, dropping wide once his tip thrashes against a sweet secluded spot stored deep inside of your pussy. “t- tojiiii,” and you feel the surging sensation arise between your legs. his mean hips—the overzealous speed was simply relentless, ripe whimpers rip out of your throat like it’s nothing. the grip around your neck loosens a bit before he gets right up against you. you’re already stupid, although with how fat his cock was, the ridiculous speed of it. you were about to get stupider. “s-s’ big, fuck fuuuuck,” and your babbles repeat itself like a mantra. as he’s right up against you, you feel the warmth of his tongue lick against your mock.
“look at y’erself, pathetic,” he spits, making you avert your glossy dilated irises towards the rectangular shaped mirror propped up in front of the both of you. “tongue all out, droolin’ for dick, you’re such a baby,” and he kisses your the crown of your head abruptly, drilling into you at such a merciless tempo. “my baby though, don’t care how messy you get,” and he makes you look at him and yourself through the mirror. both parts of your bare ass stings from the memorable recoil before as if he read your mind—he caresses it. but it’s toji, those sweetly tender little rubs turn into more spanks and you whimper. “oh, this ass ‘s gonna be the death of me, fuck.”
he’s so full that you felt your cunt gaping, opening and closing for him happily. it’s so dirty, the stench of intimacy roams through the air freely before you whine, meeting his crazed gaze. “toji, toji i want a kiss.”
“course ya do,” he replied quickly with an eye roll. toji’s rigorous hips slow down a bit before he gets up close to you again—closing the gap between you both. a hand’s still attached to the back of your throat like velcro, he makes your head cock a bit to face him before stealing a sweltering, hot kiss from you. you moan, feeling a free hand of his rub against your partially needy pussy—he tastes like booze, your tongue runs against his before after a few seconds, he pulls away. “good girl. hope y’er satisfied with that kiss,” and he suddenly pulls out, making you flip over. toji mounts over you with a sly grin—verdant eyes running straight towards your sopping cunt. he gives it a spank before leaning up close, preparing for a feast. “because ‘m not satisfied with this pussy,” and he’s not talking to you anymore. he’s talking to his other girl, your cunt. “ain’t that right, pretty?”
☆ SUKUNA RYŌMEN.
“uh oh. why’s my favorite pussy runnin’ from me,” a simple question—yet sukuna wouldn’t exactly get a proper answer. your hands paw and claw at the silk sheets of the bed. it’s been hours and sukuna’s been rearranging your guts in his infamous chambers. pretty doe eyes of yours roll way back at the way he’s hitting deep into your core, pushing you past your very limit. you moan once he pulls you back, teasing you by dragging a long fingernail of his down your ass. he pretends he’s tracing something on it before surprising you with a ruthless spank. “tappin’ out already? you can barely handle one, i can only imagine what you’d be like handling two of me.”
two of him,
you gulp, remembering that sukuna ryomen did in fact possesses two cocks. two hefty sized cocks, you were always surprised with yourself on how you could even take just one. with the way your pussy struggles to grip around him—he slips out about almost every time, just a few inches and he’s already bottoming out. drooling pursed lips of yours seep into the mattress, you’re so dumb that you’re engrossed by your own saliva before mewling out a sweet plea, “i can take it, ‘m sorry, ‘kuna. just didn’t expect for you to s-stretch me so good,” and that was only a half lie, you’ve taken sukuna more times than you could count all of your fingers. he hisses at your words, and you whine whilst you’re met with another disapproved spank.
“getting smart with me while ‘m buried in this sloppy pussy’s a dangerous game,” the curse warns you, even in that low, daunting tone it still gifted your cunt a shameful pulse of arousal. alas sukuna smirks as a nefarious smile crumples against his lips as he feels you trying to ‘run’ away from what you asked for in the first place. “don’t tell me ‘m getting too big for you, how pitiful.”
“s-sukunaaa,” you moan once he flips you over to stare right into his cold, heartless eyes. despite his infamous demeanor, he’s always had a soft spot for you, a hand of his grips your chin before you do what he expects. you pull him into a sultry, hot kiss. he groans, brows curling into an irritated furrow before you feel the nip of his fangs press into your bottom lip. a hand of his parts your legs before he realigns himself again—preparing to bombshell your precious cunt with his righteous thicket inches. he couldn’t admit, on your back, sprawled all out and facing him—you looked so pretty. legs of yours snake around his waist, entrapping his torso before your whiney facade disappears with a now smug grin. “is that the best you can do, old man? you look pretty tired yourself,” and you’re met with a glare that again makes you throb, of course. with a cheeky tone, you drag a finger near the marking displayed on his bare chest. “i understand if you need a break, you are over a thousand years old, ‘kuna.”
a hand wraps around your neck and he gets close to you—warm breath aerating against your neck to almost make you shiver. “little girl, let’s not even go there,” and his fattened mushroom tip prods against your slick, saturated entrance. “lot of talk for a brat who can barely even handle one of my cocks,” and a claw of his gently pokes against your cheek. “tread lightly if you know what’s good for you.”
“or what?” you snicker — yet, you’re caught by surprise once he actually puts up. sukuna flips you back over with ease of his demon muscles, you’re back on all fours. cold air wafts against your skin as you moan before he spanks your folds. you wince, a few spurts of old dried cum sticking towards the edges of your thighs before you gasp. against your slit opening, you felt the sensation of not one but two, two hefty beings preparing to go into you raw.
“or ‘m gonna have to put this pussy in check, again,” and you moan once he gives your ass a firm squeeze—caress, which later on turns to a mean spank. sukuna cackles darkly at your body’s response, hungry for more. “no back talk now, huh. exactly, now let’s see how you like getting double stuffed in both pathetic holes by this old man.”
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wagnifesting - lando norris
summary: y/n is lando's best friend but everyone keeps manifesting for her to be something more.
warning: like 2 swear words.
fc: sophia weber
hope you like it!! x
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landonorris Nothing better then a day with friends. First time trying wakeboarding 🤙🏼 Edited
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hi james <3 make em swoon prompt: hugging them from behind for bucktommy
Hi Nolan!!! As you wish 🫡
Something Buck was really learning to love about having a firefighter boyfriend was how well he fit in at the station with the 118.
Granted, it helped that Tommy knew Hen, Bobby and Chimney from way back when he was a probie himself, and can provide banter with Eddie that even rivals Buck's level of teasing, but it still takes Buck by surprise at just how perfectly he nestled into their little family.
The first time Tommy came over to surprise Buck, he'd been leaning against the outside wall of the station when the engine had pulled in after responding to a 2 alarm fire. He'd had his arms crossed over his chest, with that indulgent "god you're adorable, Evan" smile on his face as Buck had dropped down from the passenger seat and strode over to him, burying his face in Tommy's shoulder.
Times after that included Bobby secretly inviting him over for lunch with the station on the 4th of July after Buck had lamented about spending their first holiday apart, Tommy showing up with breakfast after a long, arduous night shift, and Tommy hiding in a storage closet late in the evening during one of Buck's 24 hour shifts, grabbing Buck as he walked past and pulling him in for a mind-blowing fuck while the rest of the station slept.
And Buck - well Buck was pretty sure he hadn't been happier in all his life. Whenever he saw Tommy playing pool with Hen, or sparring with Eddie, or battling Chimney on the XBOX, his heart would flutter, like it had become a butterfly and grown wings, and ready to beat out of his chest. It just felt so... perfect.
It had been a couple of days since he and Tommy had seen one another, and Buck was missing him. They'd exchanged texts and facetimed a couple of times but it wasn't the same as having Tommy's arms around him, or feeling Tommy press soft kisses against his neck. He missed that physical contact.
"You seem a little down today, man," Eddie muses as he and Buck chop vegetables in the kitchen. Bobby had ordered 3 finely diced carrots and some chopped celery sticks to make part of tonight's dinner, and had put Eddie in charge, with Buck's supervision.
Buck looks up from where he's been systematically shredding the end of a celery stick with surprise. "Really? I-I'm fine, I swear."
Eddie raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. Not that Buck's entirely surprised; his best friend could scope out a change in Buck's mood before it even happens. He'd be stupid to think he could hide anything from Eddie.
"Uh, sure you are. Nothing to do with the fact that you're missing a certain 6'2 muscular pilot, hmm?"
Buck blushes, the red heat creeping up his cheeks, and he quickly drops his eyes back to the celery in front of him, trying desperately not to meet Eddie's eyes.
"That obvious, huh?"
Eddie laughs, a sound that Buck had heard so rarely over the last year and now can't seem to go a day without hearing, and pats Buck on the shoulder. "Just a little bit, yeah. I mean, you've been moping around the station the last few days, and everytime your phone buzzes, you practically pounce on it to see if it's him."
Buck's blush deepens, and he shoves the half-shredded celery stick back onto the chopping board, dropping his head into his hands. "I miss him," he says, his voice small.
Eddie softens a little, and reaches up to grasp Buck's shoulder, giving it a little squeeze.
"Yeah, I'll bet," he says sympathetically. He puts the carrot back on the chopping board with a sigh. "Hey I left something downstairs, mind if you keep doing this? I'll be right back."
Buck rolls his eyes, familiar with Eddie's get-out-of-cooking tactics.
"Yeah, whatever. I'll finish it for us."
Eddie gives him a big grin and claps his shoulder again.
"Lifesaver. Be right back!"
And with that, he's crossing the loft and taking the stairs two at a time, footsteps echoing through the firehouse. Buck shakes his head and chuckles to himself. He's pretty sure Eddie would rather step on a thousand Legos than ever help prepare dinner.
With a small shake of his head, Buck continues to chop the celery and carrots, throwing them into a small bowl together. He's been doing it for a few minutes when he hears footsteps behind him. Assuming it's Eddie, Buck doesn't turn around, and continues to chop.
"You find what you were looking for?"
"Oh, I think I did."
A deep, gravelly voice fills Buck's ears as a pair of thick, strong arms circles his waist, and Buck's heart leaps instantly as he recognises the smell of Tommy's cologne.
"Tommy? What are you doing here?!" Buck exclaims, putting down the knife and lacing his fingers with Tommy's. Tommy rests his head on Buck's shoulder, pressing small kisses into the skin just above Buck's uniform shirt.
"Thought I'd stop by and surprise you, baby. I missed you. Eddie helped me organise it."
Buck grins widely and turns in Tommy's arms, leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a deep, searing kiss. His arms wrap around Tommy's neck and he tugs him closer, revelling in the feel of Tommy's hands resting against the small of his back, holding him steady.
After a moment, they break apart, and Buck leans their foreheads together, a wide, beaming smile on his face.
"God, I've missed you," he murmurs. "This is the best surprise."
Tommy smiles back at him, rubbing their noses together.
"Yeah, I missed you too, Ev. It's good to see you."
He gives Buck one last peck on the lips, and then releases him, turning his attention to the celery and carrots Buck had been chopping. He picks one up between his thumb and forefinger, scruitinising it with mock-intensity.
"So, what you making?"
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I set myself on fire to keep you warm.
Pairing: f. reader/Bakugo Katsuki.
tw: mention of break up, mention of violence but not described because bakugo isn't a bad boy, soft and persistent bakugo. SMUT +18 minors don't interact. (Soft sex)
a/c: the end of this trilogy, I hope you liked it 💕
Part 1
Part 2
After the party, you didn't see him for a while. At least two weeks. A group of villains attacked his quadrant for a week straight unfolding in pairs each day. Even Shoto, your new partner, had to change teams and do a backup job.
The truth was that you were dying to know about him, and that felt wrong.
Friday came quickly, and so your day off. You were parking outside of your house, bringing the grocery bag with you and some little things you found that could work with your new home decoration. You even bought flowers for your new vessel.
Quickly, you turned the tv on, not expecting to see Bakugo in action, defeating a giant villain on the screen. The scenery was already controlled by the pros, Deku, Chargerbolt, and Cellophane were there, working as a team.
You changed the channel looking for a reality show, something that didn't remind you of your ex and everything that occupied your mind since the last time you saw him, like calling him, for example.
Silly girl knows better, right? But, what if he was hurt?
You shook your head and poured a glass of wine in a cup. That glass of wine turned in two, and when you noticed what was happening the bottle was already empty.
You scrolled through your socials, the guys were headline in almost every page, even the group chat of endeavor agency made a special shout out to them, filling your phone with photos of him in high definition.
You: I think I'm going to do something I might regret.
You waited for the response from Mina but nothing happened. You could blame her later for what was about to happen.
His contact was opened on your screen, the green button functioning as a magnet to your fingers. What was the harm in calling him? You could just ask about the fight, professionally purpose only, to gather techniques. After all, you were a little rusty in battle combat.
You were just making excuses not to feel like a shitty person. You needed to get your head clear but right now you were about to cry. Damn, you missed the bastard.
That was the hint you needed to press the button.
It ringed, one, two, three times.
"Hello?" He asked, agitated.
You felt nostalgic. After every big fight, he liked to steam some stamina off. To cool it down, like he used to say.
"If this a fucking prank you'll hear from me, I'll blast your shitty ass to-
"Hey," your voice sounded light.
You could hear how he dropped the weight he was lifting.
"Is that you?" He murmured, not believing. Maybe it was a prank from one of his friends. No, they would never do that to him. They feared him enough.
"Mmhm," you nodded even if he couldn't see you.
Silence flowed in the line. It was awkward, but not in the bad way. It was awkward for Bakugo, at least, because he never expected to be you when to phone rang. He knew that he had to be the one trying, but right now, after the party, after the fight, he was just taking his time to think about his next step.
"Are you drunk?" He asked straightforwardly.
"What? No!" You tried to defend yourself, but the uncommon pitch in your tone gave you away.
"You sound like it." You could feel his smug smile appearing on his face.
"I'm not gonna lie. I had this bottle of wine, and it just poofed itself out of existence, " you sighed. You were tipsy, but you knew exactly what you were doing.
He barked a laugh. A real one. The kind of laugh that made you feel it inside your bones. The kind of laugh that you missed for an entire year.
"It seems to me that you just chugged the bottle all by yourself." The tone in his voice was playful and his mind started to get those memories where you used to call him everytime you went out with your friends, finding a way to leave your friends alone and sneak to the bathroom or some place quiet just to hear his voice and tell him to pick you up earlier.
"How do you know that I'm by myself?"
The question made him shake his head.
"If you were with Mina or with somebody else, you wouldn't have called." He was probably right, you thought to yourself, Mina would've melted your phone down with acid before you even thought of calling your ex.
He liked the way that conversation flowed. With you, the talking about everything, the expressing, the feeling, everything was so easy for him. He felt nostalgic and eager to win you back. He needed this in his life, and he needed you.
"For the record, I warned Mina that I was going to do something stupid"
"Do you think this is stupid?" He pried for your answer. The moments you were taking to answer something so simple got him on the edge of the gym bench. "No bullshit, okay? Because I don't think this is stupid at all"
You closed your eyes for an instant, trying to think aside from the alcohol boost. You needed to get your mind clear because you had this idea in your mind, but once the idea left your mind, it was over for you and for him. In a good way.
"Why don't you pick up your stuff and come home already?"
...
To say that it took him ten minutes to arrive at your house is just an exaggeration. He made it in seven when most people took at least twenty. You were waiting for him in the front porch, the same porch that he paced over and over the first time he saw you in a year. You were standing there, with your arms crossed in front of your chest because the night was cold, but, you wanted to be there to see him, to wait for him, and to feel the excitement that was seeing him after a long day or in this case, week.
He saw your figure from his car. The tinted glass did him a favor. He was sweating. He couldn't stop rubbing his hands in his pants to ease the feeling of wetness and couldn't stop looking at you while doing it. Bakugo realized that he was taking much time regulating himself so he turned off the car and breathed three times to try to calm his heartbeat. It didn't work. He never had been that pented up about something, not an interview, not even a fight, but now his heart was about to explode.
You waved your hand at the sight of him. He didn't reciprocated but instead, he stomped to your front yard, opening the small gate that led to your garden. He climbed one step and the other so his face would be at the same level from your face.
"Hi," you said again, smiling fondly. God, you've missed him.
"Hey princess," he used the same petname that he has called you since he met you.
"Do you want to come in? Or should I go for myself so you can stay and find my spare key and use it? " You asked jokingly. He rolled his eyes but smiled a bit. "I swear that it's in a better spot, I hid it so well this time, you'll never going to find it"
"I bet you bought those fake ass rocks online and put it underneath it"
He knew you like the palm of his hand. You looked shocked, but he was just smug about it. Bakugo found it cute how you could be so naive with your antics and how he could easily read you even in the most idiotic things.
"Fuck, it's always so hard with you. Not my fault that you have such a big brain. " You flicked his forehead, and he was quickly to take your hand in his.
"Not my fault you don't even try"
That was sort of a deja vù. You used to fight on and on when you were in UA. Aizawa sensei loved putting you and him in spare combat that mostly ended up in the both of you yelling at each other. That line was one that you two used the most when he got you pinned down to the floor mat.
You laced your fingers with his fingers and led him inside your house. The TV was on, replaying one of your favorite episodes from your comfort series. He could recite the complete episode without missing a word because he was there every time you put it on his tv.
"You are watching this crap again?" He said mockingly.
"It's a classic, and I needed to do all the things I usually do when I have a bad idea in mind in order to keep it out, but right now, the bad idea is standing right in front of me" you stuck your tongue out and he pinched your nose a little giving you a peak of his soft side.
The vibe was thrilling. It felt like static vibrating his and your heart. You could feel his presence in your skin, aching for his touch, and he could feel your delicacy and love, always wearing your heart upon your sleeve.
"I'm going to make you some food so you can worn the booze off," he walked like he owned the place and moved around your kitchen gracefully, knowing exactly where you placed all the pots and ingredients.
The mere fact that he was there, like old times, made you feel butterflies in your stomach. The domestic treat of him taking care of you never got old in your senses. You had your moment, running away after the argument and the bad mental time that you were having because of lack of reasoning, then you completely ghosted him, trying to put in the past six years like he was nothing. And there he was, acting like nothing ever happened.
"These are very rare. Where did you get them?" He asked, lifting one of the ingredients and taking you out of your dissociation.
"Mhm, I don't remember," you told him, sparing a glance to the object. You walked towards him until you were by his side.
"What?" He said, contemplating your gaze.
You softened your face, and tears pricked at the corner of your eyes. Alcohol made you emotional.
"I'm so sorry," you told him.
His body was stiff, like a rock, but his emotions were blossoming in his face. He turned off the stove and passed his right arm behind your neck, pulling you to his broad chest. He took the chance that you weren't seeing him to give himaself out, exposing every feeling and every thought he had been running in his mind for the past year.
"I'm sorry too, baby," he murmured in your head. "I was supposed to be by your side, and I failed, I was a bad excuse of a boyfriend"
"I should've never abandoned you," you cried.
"I wasn't the one you deserved," he explained. "Right now, I know I am, fuck, I would even set myself on fire to keep you warm, to keep you by my side, to make you happy"
Your tears stained his shirt, leaving marks all over his pecs. He placed gentle kisses in your hair, soothing every regret and remorse out of your system.
You pulled yourself out of his embrace to look at him in the eyes.
"I never stopped loving you," you whispered.
He looked at you like you were his dreams come true. His eyes were glossy, wandering every inch of your face, looking for maybe a mistake, for you backing out of what you just said, but he didn't find a trace of guilt. You were genuine.
He couldn't keep it anymore.
His lips graced yours carefully, waiting for you to flinch or for a reaction so he could stop, but once again, you were eager too, you wanted him in every possible way.
Your lips smashed together, tearing apart all your armors. His lips graced yours, and his tongue made his way to your lips, tracing patterns until you opened for free access. He was desperate to taste you. You grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled him closely, and then moved your hand to his neck, tugging the baby hairs of the nape of his neck.
"I like your new hairstyle" you mentioned in between sloppy kisses.
"Yeah?" He asked lost in you.
"It's different, shorter in the sides, you look pretty hot," you giggled when his smug smile crashed in your lips. "Don't let that compliment get over your head please"
"Oh, it's already there," he said, grabbing your thighs with one hand and tapping your lower back for you to jump.
You jumped, and he catched you without any effort, putting you on the kitchen table. Even with that boost of inches, you were just the same height as him, looking him straight in the eyes. His mouth was swollen and red, and your lipstick smuged in his lips. Before you could wipe it off, his lips found your neck, and he started kissing and nipping.
"Oh my, Katsuki," you moaned, he grunted at the sense that you were not able to control yourself anymore.
"Damn baby, I don't how I lived without you like this"
You locked your legs on his lower back, leaving him against your core, making you feel the heartbeat of your two members pulsing against each other.
His dick was already twitching in his pants and you were wet just for a few kisses. The time apart made its job. You weren't sure if you could take much time without feeling him completely inside of you.
"Baby" you panted. "I need you, like right now"
He always liked you when you mouthed your desires. It wasn't so common of you, so when it happened, it pented him up even more.
Beneath all the anger and sadness that he felt because of you leaving him, it was this Katsuki, the one who was like a kid with you, the one that could forgive you for everything you do knowing that you wouldn't do anything to hurt him. If you were right here with him, that was enough for him to put all his trust with you again.
You wouldn't leave him either.
Katsuki could feel you writhing against his body. After your plead, he detached his lips out of your neck and moved his hands to undone his pants first, taking all the breath of your lungs because the sight of his cock.
"Shit," you murmured to yourself, but his side smile made you notice that he heard that too.
Without any words, he grabbed your waist to pull you more to the edge of the kitchen table, positioning you to make you two more comfortable. After that, he decided that it was better for the two of you to take you on the kitchen stool, so he grabbed your ass and, without even thinking of it, nor even warning you, he took you and left you sitting in front of him.
"Are you sure?" His voice low ringed in your ears. You didn't want anyone but him. You nodded, allowing him to take off your pajamas shorts. "Open your legs," he demanded, and you obeyed.
In mere seconds, you were exposed to him. Glistening eyes wandered your body like it was sculptured by gods.
God damned him if he loses you again.
Putting his forehead against yours, he aligned himself in your entrance. He showered your nose with little pecks, trying to dissipate the growing but pleasant pain inside you.
"Fuck" you moaned against his lips and he swallowed all your pants like it was an elixir.
"You feel so good, baby," he muttered, buckling his hips into you.
He made it slow at first, but then, you could feel his balls slapping, putting the perfect amount of friction that you needed to be close to cloud nine. You were aching for him, following his pace to make it more delectable. He bit your shoulder to release some stamina and last a little longer, but he couldn't fool no one. His balls were tightened, trying to suppress the instinct to free his load inside you.
"I wont last long" he assured. "It's been a year"
His faint breath against your shoulder made you shiver.
"What? You didn't-"
"No. I tried, " He answered before you could even ask.
"Did you?"
You were curious. You couldn't blame yourself for wanting to know what did Katsuki in your year outside.
"I mean, I tried to date but never made it to the date part. Deku tried to set me up once, but I never showed"
That was kinda sad for the other person, waiting for him and getting nothing but an empty seat.
"I went out a few times, but I always ended up talking about you" you added in between pumps. "Even from a distance you cockblocked me"
He grunted low, almost devilish, like it was everything he ever wanted.
"That's what I needed to hear, that this little pussy is just f'me" he said in the shell of your ear giving you full of his length, filling you nicely and touching with the head of his dick your g-spot repeatedly.
"Shit, fuck, Katsuki-" you were out of breath. He was riding you nice and slowly. "Keep going, keep going, shit"
"Fucking, fuck god"
His seeds sprouted inside yourself, painting your walls with white stripes. Your core squeezing his cock in a way that got him almost gripping to the kitchen table.
You couldn't keep your thoughts in your mind while your orgasm crashed with his together in an instant. He grabbed you by the hair, pulling it back to leave you exposed to him. Panting against your neck, he closed the distance, giving you little kisses in your throat while caressing your thighs with his other hand, your legs trembling on each side of his body.
"A year is too much," you said, touching the locks oh his hair. He let go of your hair just to look at your eyes. You looked exactly how you looked when he fucked your brains out.
"From now on, you're not leaving my side if you want to go and find yourself, we'll find you together"
He was dead serious, but the look on his face made you extremely happy so you couldn't hide your smile.
"I don't need to find me anymore, I know exactly who I am and what I want," you said, trying to give him all sense of security back. He never doubted your words.
That night was his dream came true. You, half naked, against his chest in his big ass bed that he once thought it was too big for him alone, your legs intertwined with his, soft pants leaving your lips. You wouldn't go anywhere.
He knew that, eventually, you would be like this with him. He knew that he needed to be better for him and for you first. He knew that time would patch everything up and make you come back. He knew that this time, he would do everything in his hands to make you happy.
What he didn't know is that you were counting the days to make your way back to him.
He was absorbed in his thoughts while you sleep soundly in his arms. Thinking about the future, to be better, thinking about the past, to not making the same mistakes. He couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, and also, he couldn't wait to rub the news to Deku and to make him feel like a loser for setting him up with a poor girl who never stood a single chance.
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#girlhood!!!!! girlhood amirite???!#feel free to reblog but unrelated tags ahead:#unrelated vent tags but like i cannot explain the acid trip of being in my international law class#and mentioning anything about palestine and that fucking CRACKHEAD bitch !!!everytime!!! turns to me and says:#“as a white south african how do you feel about the treatment of white farmers” girl im gonna fucking kill you#this genuinely keeps unearthing a biblical anger in me. i mean my mother is just a wicked person but my dad really let me grow up#without a tradition. being without a tradition is about the most dreadful thing my dad ever did to me thanks you FUCK!#i cant reconcile my identity with anything. caught somewhere between the way that bitch knows how much i hate afrikaans#exclusively speaking to me in afrikaans and my dad who taught me nothing. okay then !!! anyway like obvi not thinking abt having kids at 22#but definitely sure now that im not having kids ever because this corrosive resentment rears its head in mundane moments#bc its always just under the surface#anyway wONT ANYONE THINK ABOUT THE POOR WHITE FARMERS!!!!!!!!!!#lol.
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hi can u write bf hueningkai too please?
BF!KAI who, despite all the time you had spent together, is still shy around you sometimes, and is still absolutely smitten by your beauty.
kai is still hit by the realization that you're really his girlfriend sometimes, because how can someone as pretty and perfect and kind as you love him ? he doesn't know what he did in his past life to deserve that, but he's glad he got to wake up by your side every morning. that also means that he will never stop reminding you that he loves you : he needs to tell you at least five times a day, to cuddle and kiss as much as he can. sometimes he's even worried about smothering you with his affection a little too much, but you always make sure to remind him that you love him too. the smile on his face and faint blush on his cheeks when you whisper that you love him in between kisses may be the most effective way to fluster your boyfriend. that also means that kai is constantly complimenting and praising you. whenever you show him your outfits, he never fails to show you he appreciates them and the genuine smile on his face as he looks at you makes your heart melt.
"you're so gorgeous baby, how are you even real ?"
usually, when kai is a little down, he prefers to be away from everyone else until it gets better. but since he met you, the only thing he need and seek when he had a bad day is the comfort of your embrace. he's not afraid to cry in front of you, and the fact that he trusts you enough to be vulnerable with you only strenghtened how much you care for him. he doesn't like it when his members are treating him like a baby or teasing him about that, but when it's you, he doesn't mind and he even likes it. but kai also wants to look dependable, and for you to not be afraid to come to him when you need something. and when you actually do - often to ask him to help you reach something on the higher shelves - he feels all giddy inside. but that doesn't stop him from teasing you and asking for a kiss in exchange for his service. also the type to hold things out of your reach and ask you to kiss him if you want it back with a smug smile, and then get shy about it once you do it.
"i won't give it back unless you give me a kiss." - "you asked for this kiss baby, don't get shy on me now." - "i'm not ! you lips are just really soft…"
kai doesn't really like to share his plushies collection, especially with his members because he's sure they would lose them. however, when you asked him to borrow one to keep you company while he was away on tour, he couldn't say no to your cute face, pouty lips and pleading, puppy eyes. he's incredibly weak for you. you only need to say "please" and be cute, and he'll cave in very easily. another thing about your boyfriend he's that he wants to see you always well fed and hydrated. so whenever you tell you didn't eat, he will buy food for you. there's no question about who pays when the two of you go out as it's always him. he feels so lucky to have an incredible girlfriend like you, he obviously has to spoil you. sometimes you don't know how to feel about all the gifts he's giving you, but he always insists that he's doing it because he loves you and because you deserve to be treated like the queen you are. his members are always making fun of him for being such a simp for you, but kai couldn't care less, he's proud of it even because every girl should be treated like this and especially you. and everytime he defends you in front of them, you can't help the smile taking over your face.
"you're all just jealous 'cause you are bitchless and i got the prettiest girl all for me."
BF!KAI who is treating you exactly the same way in the bedroom, putting your pleasure above his and everything else. your wishes are his commands.
nothing is too much for his girl, so kai is willing to do everything you want. want him to rail you into next week ? no problem. want him to be your good boy ? of course. however, and even if he's a little ashamed to admit it, he cums twice as fast when he's subbing. the way your voice deepens whenever you take the lead and ask him to jerk off in front of you before he can have your pussy turn him on quickly, getting hard in his pants every time you get more assertive, even when it's not directed to him. you could be scolding the waiter for messing up your order three times and he'll be watching you with lust in his eyes, squirming in his seat and dying to let you use his body and take your frustration out on him when you get back home at night. as much as you can be mean to him, he's nothing but good to you : only talking when he's allowed to, never breaking your rules, keeping his hands for himself when you ask him to. he wants to deserve your praises, to have to work for them. and he'll do absolutely anything for that. he'll eat you out to no end, and if he could die in between your thighs, he would be a happy man. he's also willing to beg, they come out of his mouth so easily it's almost pathetic.
"please baby, please let me taste your pretty cunt, i need it…" - "have you been a good boy hyuka ?" - "yes, yes, i didn't touch myself all week, i waited for you, i promise, please i need you so bad."
the thing that drives kai the most crazy is when you're wearing high socks paired up with a cute little skirt. if you want him to pop a boner on the spot, that's the perfect way to rail him up. whenever you put on a skirt to go out with him, he has to physically restrain himself from fucking you before getting out of the car. because the way the material is rising up whenever you want to get something on the higher shelves of the store you're in is almost giving him a peek of your ass. and of course he's gonna slide behind you to hide the view to everyone else, but you can feel his hot breath against your neck, and his semi hard-on pressing against the small of your back. these little hangouts always end up with some good sex in his car, windows fogged up for the way he has you bouncing on his dick, filling you up with his cum. kai can be a little perv sometimes, and he will have no shame stealing your high socks and panties when he has to go on tour, sniffling the tissue and jerking off while imagining it's you with him right now. he'll send you pics of the evidence of his crimes too, because if he's suffering, you have to suffer too.
"i wish you were there baby, wish it was your little cunt squeezing my dick, fuck ! i miss you so bad, need to ruin you…"
and i personaly think that kai would be easily jealous, but not in a toxic way, in a way that makes him crave to show everyone that he's yours, because he knows that you're fucking gorgeous and that anyone would want to have a chance with you. but you're his. and he's yours. and he needs to show you off. when he gets possessive like that, he's letting you know because he's getting so touchy and clingy, kissing you and letting his hands wander in some inapropriate places sometimes. the sex after that is really good, letting you know how pretty you are and reminding you that you belong to him through and through. besides, even if he doesn't mind you calling him baby, when his members are treating him like that, he despise it. whenever he gets frustrated like that, he needs to assert dominance and he fucks you rough at the dorm - head pushed down in to the pillow, pounding into you from behind, your whines echoing in his rooms and letting know all his hyungs how good he's fucking you. in these kinds of moment, his size kink drives him mad, seeing how easily he's able to throw you around without even trying. and the way you're crying his name from him calling you a desperate slut fuels his ego so much.
"you're clenching around me so tight baby, you love knowing they can all hear you, right ? yeah, i know you do. fucking slut going dumb for my big cock, uh ?"
#and the bf!txt agenda continues#eli answering your questions#eli's anonie#txt hard hours#txt hard thoughts#txt smut#txt x reader#hueningkai smut#hueningkai hard hours#hueningkai hard thoughts
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i LOVE you hcs! they make me happy everytime i see them!
so, i was wondering, do you have any hc about wich characters would overreact the most in case you forgot to give them a goodbye kiss? (even tho you are like, just going to a store close by just to buy some snacks)
like, who would be "omg, you didn't kiss me, now i'm about to die" and who would react in any other way
Ahh thanks I'm glad! Lmao I think most of them would at least frown over it but here are the ones I think would be most over the top!
Mikey- He is pouting so much over this. You forgot to kiss him!!!! He needs that kiss!!! He just sits there grumbling to himself the whole time you're gone, vaguely wondering if this counts as an emergency and if he needs to call Draken. He soon gets over it when you get back though, especially if you picked up some of his favourite snack food.
Sanzu- Oh no, you're absolutely not getting away with this. Runs out of the house and chases you down the street just to get his kiss. He doesn't care if anyone on the street is watching.
Izana- He hates this, why didn't you kiss him??? The question keeps repeating in his head the whole time you're gone. Fidgets while you're gone then immediately corners you when you get back. Now you have to give him multiple kisses for that mistake, he's going to make sure you don't forget again.
Kazutora- Another one who pouts as soon as you forget. You always give him a goodbye kiss so where was it!? Vaguely wonders if he did something wrong or forgot if today was special in some way but quickly realises it's just a normal day. Is a bit clingy towards you when you get back.
Wakasa- Catches your wrist just before you close the door, pulling you back towards him. If you're going to forget to kiss him, then he'll just take it.
Koko- Calls you straight away to tell you that you forgot. He also keeps a secret tally of kisses you "owe" him, so expect him to cash in on that later (he just loves your kisses a lot).
Ran- Laughs and says it's cute how you think you can just "forget'. Kisses you himself as you go to walk out the door. Expect him to take advantage of your mistake later too.
Rindou- Frowns as soon as you leave. He was sitting there all patiently, waiting for your kiss but instead you just walked out the door. Texts you a bunch of frowny faces the whole time you're gone then makes sure he get's his kiss when you get back.
Shinichiro- Gasps as soon as you leave and he realises. Expect to be engulfed in a big hug when you get back as he peppers you with kisses. He also reminds you a lot more before you leave now.
Hanma- Locks the door so you can't get back in and demands you give him the "password" to get in. It takes you awhile to figure it out but the "password" is just the kiss you forgot.
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Trans girls who think that their sisters need to shut up pand play nice with sissies/femboys need to realize that's a two way street. Maybe you should ask sissies as a whole to stop being wildly transmisoginistic-oh wait transmisogyny is literally the point of sissy kink. It's raceplay but for trans women.
As someone who has had to share kink spaces where sissies are unavoidable because the content creators cater to them, they're so common that if your AMAB in that kink space your basically presumed to be one, they have absolutely no respect for boundaries I can assure you that the "trans woman who discovered herself through sissy kink" is vastly outnumbered by transmisoginists who stalk trans women to steal our selfies for their sissy captions blog while demonizing us and making transfemininity out to be something that is inherently sexual and to be ashamed of.
That is unless of course you go down the #transisbeautiful tag where you will find plenty of girls posting their fully clothed SFW selfies as #humiliated sissy, #gay man, #beta faggot, and as many queer positive tags as they can find so they can say to as many people who will be hurt by it as possible that they agree with their no trans sissies even the most sfw presentation of transfemininity is still inherently sexual and something to be ashamed of.
Sissy kink is personally responsible for sending me into a pit of denial and internalized transmisogyny that I couldn't have gotten out on my own and everytime I see these girls I think about how I would've been like that if I didn't get the help I got. Like for all of you who say we have to be nice to sissies because "a lot of them are probably closeted eggs" have you ever took a second to consider WHY there are so many eggs in the sissy community?
Have you maybe considered that sissy communities are in the exact same kinks that draw in Transfem eggs and are designed to keep them in the closet for as long as possible purely for the transmisogynists who fetishize us? Why are you asking the trans women who have been traumatized by these communities to be the one extending the hand.
Why do you expect trans women to rebuild every bridge that's been burned by others?
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A sequel from this piece
https://www.tumblr.com/midastouch-zaza/747923977422487552/jiheon-getting-ravaged-while-her-unnies-watches?source=share
where the other members of Fromis 9 call the MR to use him as their stress reliever. If you can, how would each member use the MR to relieve their stress?
[Hello anon, I actually didn't expect for someone to request a second part of this work, so I had to think about it quite a lot. It's tough to manage 8 girls(yes, of course, I'm including Gyuri) in a single pièce but let's give a try to this. Also, if anybody needs it you can find here the first part]
After the night when the members discovered how you really treated their maknae, the 8 girls decided that they wanted their revenge. Jiheon actually tried to reassure them, saying that it was normal to be that wild during sex, but her unnies already took their decision.
Surely the youngest didn't expect the punishment to involve sex, trusting the affection and the worries of her members. But I guess the memory of you destroying the poor girl was now impressed in their mind and, even if nobody wanted to admit that, they also wanted a piece of you.
They all decided to spend some time with you to use you as stress reliever; they all planned different things, someone acting alone, others in small group, but all of them with the same aim: fuck or be fucked by you as that night.
Saerom, being the leader, decided to work alone. She went for the simplest plan: come to your house and confront you. It was fun to see how quickly she switched from being all angry to begging you to not stop, while you were fucking her on your sofà. The fit girl was bouncing wildly on your cock, she really needed a good fuck and you were glad to take away all her worries, and you were even more glad to do her your bitch. When you finished with her, she just accepted her new role, sucking your cock clean;
Jisun, on the contrary, was the most tough to manage. From the first moment, she was really honest with you. "I want you to fuck me like you did with Jiheon, but if you fail, I will tell her that you cheated on her", now you were the one stressed. You really gave your everything with her, thrusting into her holes with all your might but she seemed to be insatiable. In the end after half day spent between bed and shower, you were sure that her sex hungry was satisfied, at least for the moment;
Jiwon really thought of being smart: taking you for a date and trying to get you drunk. Too bad that her plan badly failed when she got drunk first. At the end of the night she was slurring and begging you so much to give her a good fuck, so you just brought her in a filthy alley and fucked her like the cheapest whore of the town, filling her ass with your sticky cum while pressing her body against the wall of a building and then making her return to their durm while your seed was still leaking from her slutty shorts;
Hayoung and Gyuri tried to pull a 2vs1, acting all bossy and rude, cursing at you but without stopping for a second to glance at your bulge. Now, they kinda succeeded with their plan, using you as their sexual toy for an entire night. First they edged you for hours, bringing you so close the climax everytime but without never letting you reach it and then doing the opposite, overstimulating you until your body was twitching: their mouths didn't let your cock alone for a second, keeping to stimulate it even when you were sure about not having more cum;
The 2000 line went even rougher with you, having to satisfy Chaeyoung, Nagyung and Seoyeon alone was such an hard task; they were way more soft as characters but they were still 3 and they didn't have a particular plan: they just wanted to follow their own pleasure, using every part of your body they could think of: your cock, your mouth, your finger, your ass, your legs... every centimeters of your skin was covered with their juices.
In a week circa you fucked all the members of your girlfriend and now you were exhausted, but now all of them, for different reason, seemed to be satisfied and in peace with you. Now they had no problems with you fucking their maknae dumb or being at their dorm.
You were glad that things, on that side, were better than before; on the other side tho you had to satisfy nine women alone, eight of them without being discovered by the ninth. Rough yet interesting and full of pleasure days were expecting you.
#kpop smut#kpop thoughts#girl group smut#kpop x male reader#girl groups x male reader#fromis 9 x male reader#fromis 9 smut#fromis 9 jiheon#fromis 9 saerom#fromis 9 jisun#fromis 9 jiwon#fromis 9 nagyung#fromis 9 gyuri#fromis 9 hayoung#fromis 9 seoyeon#fromis 9 chaeyoung#saerom x male reader#saerom smut#jiwon smut#jiwon x male reader#nagyung smut#jisun smut#jisun x male reader#chaeyoung smut#seoyeon smut#gyuri smut#hayoung smut#jiheon smut
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Hey how are you doing 👋🏽
I have a request, can you do a Thomas Hewitt x pregnant reader, just pure fluff
I bet that man would be a good father idk
Thomas Hewitt x pregnant Reader Headcannons
@diablosinners
CW: Pregnancy Difficulties, Child birth, Minor misogyny, extremely minor mention of Abortion (Like it's not said but implied)
Minor Angst and Fluff (It gets better I promise)
•When you found out about your pregnancy the first person you told wasn't Tommy, it was Luda Mae
•You told Luda the news and she was delighted
•You were panicked
•Not only was this your first baby, it was an unplanned one
•Your family has a history of trouble-some pregnancies and with the nearest hospital being hours away, this possibilities really frighten you
•Luda had to calm you down and stop you from almost stress vomiting on yourself
•She sat with you as you sobbed and tried to collect yourself enough to make some kind of plan
•You talked about your options and while she was trying to sway to one way, she said it was ultimately your choice
•You both decided to wait two weeks before telling anybody
•You didn't want to get anyone's hopes up just in case something happened to you or the new-comer growing inside of you
•after the two weeks have passed you waited for Thomas to get done working for the night so you can tell him
•When he walked through the door to see you sitting in a rocking chair he was slightly confused
•Normally you're upstairs or in the kitchen
•He wasn't worried it was simply just out of the ordinary
•You got up and guided him up the stairs and into your shared bedroom
•You sit him down and slowly introduce the topic into the conversation before making your rehearsed announcement
•He was silent for a few seconds, just long enough to let your panic sleep into your bones
•A cool chill runs through you and you begin to back petal
•You tell him how long you knew and all the options you have
•You’re quickly to ramble on about how you don't need to have right this minute and you could wait for later down if that's what Thomas needed
•Thomas listens to your quickly and panicked speech for a little bit before gently grabbing your shoulders and turning you towards him
•He leans over and softly kisses your forehead
•He runs a hand down to your stomach and gently rubs the side
•His one gentle kiss turned into multiple fast pecks all over your face.
•He was excited
•It took him just hours to already make plans for what he wanted to do with his future child
•He was comforting you at every turn and freaked out Everytime you bumped into a countertop or a wall.
•Thomas practically stood over you all day everyday
•He wants to always have you in his sights, for his peace of mind and yours
•He brings you drawings of what crib, rocking chairs, and wood carved mobile he wants to hang over the crib
•He lets you watch and values your opinion over everyone else. When asked by other family members why, Thomas points to you as if to say ‘They’re the pregnant one.’
•When you started to show he would occasionally gently lift your belly to relieve you of the weight the baby puts on your back.
•He never really liked leaving the house and normally left that up to his brothers, but he wanted to help with the baby shopping
•he gently holds out baby blankets he thinks you'll like, but keeps in mind that Luda-Mae has be fiercely crocheting baby blankets and sewing baby clothes
•He actually cries when you hold up the little baby booties and compares them to his huge palm.
•He carries all the bags to your car and lets you drive him home with the yellow booties still in his hands.
•You fought hard to let the other Hewitts know you were giving birth in an actual hospital
•Everytime the birth was brought up it turned into a huge argument. “Every Hewitt was born in this house and they will continue to be born in this house!” Charlie and Monty argued
•You kept bring up your side of the family's history and how you're not willing to die and leave the baby with a house full of psychos no matter how much they tried to deter you
•When you eventually went into labor Luda was quickly to Hussle you and Tommy into the car
•Both of them respected your wishes and understood your concerns and allow you to give birth in the hospital a two hours away
•By the time you got there you were 8 cm dilated and every nurse was scrambling to get you a room and a doctor to deliver your baby safely
•It was bloody, tiring, and the most pain you've ever been in but by the time the baby was out you passed out
•They rushed to stitch you up and stop you from hemorrhaging and had to use their hands to assist you delivering the placenta
•When all's said and done your baby was safely in your arms
•Luda brought a camera to take birthing pictures and Thomas was clutching all the baby blankets
•Thomas was terrified by your body seemingly giving out and when informed you easily could have died, He was relieved he actually listened to you and not his noodle brained brothers
•while it was great to have your baby in your arms, you were in desperate need of sleep, so the baby was pawned off to Luda so she could help Thomas hold his new-born for the first time
•That moment was magical for him, and even though his mind was already made up, he knew he would die for this child if it ever came to that
•Luda left the room briefly to use the bathroom and That left Tommy with the smallest human being he's ever seen wrapped up in the hospital’s white with pink and blue striped blanket.
•The quiet of the room was what made him sob
•His sleeping partner and sleeping child all together as a family was enough to break him
•The car ride home a few days later was also silent
•He sat in the back seat with the baby's car seat watching as the hum and the vibrations of the car lull the child asleep
•He did leave that baby’s side for a second
•He was there when the baby cried, when the baby slept, when the baby needed a diaper change, he was there for every moment
•Until His brothers bitched at him to start working again
•Thomas, while wanting to stay with you and the baby, did understand he was the muscle of the house and he had work to do to maintain it
•He worked as fast as he could so he could be with you two again
•You had secretly been teaching your baby to say Dada because you know how hard Thomas is working and how dedicated he is to his family.
•When the child did say their first words ‘Dada’ Thomas actually ran around the living room as a victory lap.
•All that made better by your Child giggling
•Thomas has made toys out of bones, yes they are properly cleaned, he doesn't want to get his baby sick
•Nobody but You, Thomas, And Luda are allowed to hold the baby, He knows how harsh and clumsy his Brothers are and refuses to let them touch the baby
•Thomas isn't normal one to argue with his family but he made a vow to protect you and his children and by God he will kill Monty if it comes to it
•It really won't, But now Monty and Charlie know his serious
Thanks for reading <3
I wrote this fic with a little angst because I feel like every Leatherface x Reader is pregnancy related. I didn't want to re-write what many before me have written so I added minor Angst to at least make it different/Stand out.
Also I'm just not a huge fan of Pregnancy fics in general. Kinda gives me the ick, but I'm not one to disappoint someone who wanted my take of a fic!
#slashers#thomas hewitt#Thomas Hewitt x Reader#x reader#reader#pregnancy fic#texas chainsaw massacre#Leatherface#leatherface x reader#Luda-Mae Hewitt#Monty Hewitt#charlie hewitt#Hewitt family#fluff and angst#hurt/comfort
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Feelings.
Wanted to do this quick and fast short-fic as I saw some people talking about “Cyborgs can still feel” and I wanted to disclose a headcanon I have.
Ofc, I think it’s more up to interpretation “if his sensories work or not” as some people can interpret as he doesn’t while others can interpret as he does feel.
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Fandom - Honkai Star rail.
Character - Boothill.
Genre - Fluffy and "comedy" (?)
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He never thought he would want to feel again.
That’s the truth about Boothill, “All about him”. He never thought he would ever visit the mechanic that helped him modify his body. He made all sorts of modifications all around his body, he didn’t even consider himself human… Or even alive anymore.
When his family died… When no one came alive from that whole mess… He wished he died together with his family.
And, it’s true that: A part of him died together with his whole family. He never thought he could ever wish to feel, wish to touch or even just wish to have someone around - to be able to feel their touch.
It was only when YOU came around that he changed minds.
The first and only modification he made after you two got into a relationship was: To fix his sensors, to make him be able to feel your touch… To feel the little kisses you would give to him. Not only that, but also made some little adaptations of his model.
(Especially ones to help in cold weather.)
So, basically. You made him WANT to feel again, to be human and less... Dead? He knew he wanted to feel alive... For once.
[Imagine u die, how would he react-]
Extra.
“Never thought you would back off your words, mister.” - The scientist and his mechanic, Cynthia said with an amused expression - “Thought you would try to back off of any relationship and keep with that tough act. Hah. That bitch owes me 10 dollars.”
“Di’ya seriously made a bet out of this? Ya’ll are crazy” - Boothill would say, rolling his eyes while the mechanic slapped his hand - “MOTHERFUDGER!- THOSE SENSORS ARE TOO HIGH!”
“Never offend your mechanic, Boothill… I could do worse. Would you like to have a baby shark playing everytime you shoot something?” - That was enough to make Boothill silent - “And yes, I’m a bit crazy but… Who isn’t? You are too.”
“Maybe.”
“You eat bullets, that’s crazy enough for me.”
“Daughter of a really nice lady, you eat motherfudger dices!”
“…I started that as a way to get nice rolls on RPGS but now it is an addiction” - Cynthia would end this discussion bringing a new topic - “So… Who’s the lucky one? Never did I thought you would be with heart eyes all over somebody.”
“I don’t have- Heart eyes. Don’t know what ya’ yappin’ about.”
“Oh come ON! I’m a Love guru, you CAN trust me!”
“…Nice lady, how many diplomas do you have?”
“I faked all of them, so I don’t know.”
#gender neutral reader#x reader#gn reader#headcanon#honkai star rail x reader#hsr x reader#boothill x reader#boothill x you
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ATF!Series Part Three: Hell or Highwater
Tagging: @kmc1989 @hatersaremymotivators benny kkkelpies-shed
ATF Series:
Part One: A Rabbit You Don't Want To Chase - Stahl makes an unwelcome return to David's life.
Part Two: Fucked - Stahl fucks up you entire life in pursuit of Jax Teller.
You’ve been in a custody for five hours by the time David’s finally allowed to see you. Four hours of that has consisted of you sitting silently in an interrogation room listening to Stahl tell you how fucked you are.
And yea, she’s right, you are pretty fucked.
Your entire life it’s crumbling down around you and all you can feel is this crushing, desolate numbness because those hopes you had, those dreams they’re gone. Every single one of them.
You think about that as you lie on a musty mattress in a chilly cell. You think about what Jax Teller has done to you, what he continues to do to you. He has no direct involvement with you but the ripples of that time you spent together still resonate through your life.
This is what David means when he talks about Jax's blast radius.
Jax Teller is a nuclear bomb, his toxicity seeping into everything he touches. His poison, it salts the earth leaving no space for anything else to grow and you, you just have to sit here and absorb the damage.
“The light giving you a headache?” David asks as he leans in the doorway of the cell block. It’s Tuesday evening and you’re the only one in attendance, your arm is draped over your eyes trying to ward off the glow from the fluorescent. You have that metallic taste on your tongue. The one that usually comes just as the migraine starts to set in.
You don’t answer him, you can’t because the moment you do David will know exactly how broken you are right now you can’t stand the idea of anyone seeing that.
The light clicks off and you swallow past the well of emotion that’s building in your chest because David, he always knows exactly what you need. You hear his footsteps, the squeak of his boots as he comes to linger outside your cell. You hear his sigh before he sits down on the floor, his back against the cinderblocks. His elbows come to rest on his knees as his head tips back and his eyes close.
You’re in for the night and so is he.
The distance it seems to stretch between you, he feels the weight of it in the air as he plays through the past couple of hours in his head. The phone calls he’s made to the San Franisco Art Institute trying to undo all the nasty shit that Stahl has done to you. He’d begged for them to change their minds but that placement is gone, they don’t want a criminal influencing the other students. He’d slammed down the phone so hard, the plastic had cracked on the receiver.
“She told me you fucked her today.” You say quietly and his blood runs cold because it isn’t enough that Stahl has taken away your prospects, she has to try and take him too. “That you came inside her, it seemed important to her that I know that.”
He understands the significance. For Stahl their relationship was about power, about proving she had it and he didn’t. It drove her absolutely crazy that he wouldn’t give her that, that everytime she begged or demanded, he would pull out. It was a sign to her that she couldn’t control him, not completely.
“You’re the only woman who gets to have that.” He tells you, his gaze meeting yours as you shift up into a sitting position. “The only one that gets to have every part of me.”
You draw your knees up to your chest, tucking the blanket over your legs because it get a little cold in here at night. He makes note to get you an extra blanket because the temperature is only going to keep dropping.
“David, we should talk about what happens when I go to jail.” You say softly. “You need to get clear of this…”
“You won’t see jail time.” He tells you and there’s such surety in his voice that you can’t help but believe him. “You’ll be bailed tomorrow, made to pay a fine, they’re going to seek restitution for the property damage. We’ll be paying it off for the next couple of years.”
We…
Because the two of you, you’re in this together come hell or highwater.
“David…” You whisper because you know exactly what he’s done while you’ve been trapped with Stahl.
All the favours he’s collected over the years, all that good will. He’s used it all up on you, on managing this crisis. You know what this is going to do to him, his dreams of being Chief, they’re over. His affiliation with you has seen to that.
“You’ll be his downfall.” Jacob Hale had warned you when he’d heard about you and David. “You’ll ruin everything he’s worked for.”
This is it right here, the moment he was talking about. Fuck it eats you up inside, knowing you’re dragging David down with you.
“You think this is a sacrifice for me but it isn’t.” He says as he raises to his feet, wincing at the stiffness in his bones as he comes to stand before the bars, his hands gripping them. “Unser was never going to step down and I don’t see the point of having all this power if I can’t use it to do the right thing.”
You mirror his movements, your fingers coming to rest in the indentations between his knuckles as you press your head against the cool bars.
“You didn’t ask for any of this,” He reminds you quietly, his blue eyes meeting yours. “We just fucked the wrong people and now we’re getting fucked but at least we’re in it together. They don’t get to have this, they don’t get to take you away from me.”
“No.” You whisper, a sad smile crossing your features because even though you’ve both lost so much, you’ll always have each other. “They won’t ever have this.”
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Prowl is a huge pervert and i stand by this. Prowl has a pair of your underwear he rubs his spike into nightly, has taken hair out of your hairbrush to sniff when he’s stressed, takes you on drives so he can feel your ass on his seats, and has recordings of your voice he jerks off to📢📢📢
REAL 🗣️‼️‼️ He keeps putting on thehis proffessional front, the usual stick in the mud kind of shtick as he goes around chiding the other bots known to openly express their fondness for human touch — so, nobody would ever believe it if he’s a complete wacko for them. Human liaison losing thier underwear weekly and chalking it up to rats. Said rat is coppa busy wanking to it in his habsuite that’s like, coincidentally, also in front of your own. And somehow everytime you get on his alt, you don’t notice how the seat’s a little too warm, or the seatbelt that’s a litttttlee too tight on your body 🤨.
“Hey, uh, Prowl?”
“Yeah?” There’s a strain in his clipped tone. You don’t point it out, though, and tug on the strap.
“Too tight.”
He’s quiet for a moment, “Yeah.” He says again and the seatbelt loosens just an inch. And, when you’d place your palms on his steering wheel, Prowl lets out a wavering breath. There’s an unusual growl in his engines too.
hnngggg, just the thought of him recording the little noises you make during work hours. Innocent sounds but he somehow manages to be seduced by it every night. Pushing a crate and you’re grunting because it’s so heavy. Or the whine you make when lobbing with the obviously bigger bots, playfully toying with you like its monkey in the middle.
or going through the screen recordings and picks out the most suggestive ones to wank over — him peering below and your tiny form on his thigh, looking up with a playful smile. Or when he’s mass displaced and teaching you how to fight and somehow you end up pinned below, chest rolling with shallow breaths and sweaty.,,,,,,
#ikkoasks#transformers#maccadam#transformers x reader#transformers idw#prowl x reader#idw prowl#prowl#I’m on my iPad and can’t find the screaming cat geef so have this#Me lapping at prowl’s cu—#Valveplug
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Angry isaacwhy headcanons 😝😝
idk if u mean towards u or other things so i mixed it :)
angry! isaacwhy hc’s
first off, this man is a hot head (me too gang)
you’ve seen him mad plenty of times but whenever he is mad he makes sure none of it is directed towards u
like for example that pizza incident where he thought yumi or larry took his slices of pizza
he never accused u once and everytime u came up to him he’d take a deep breath and speak as softly as u could
until he grabbed larry by the legs and flipped him upside down and u yelled at him
“isaac! what the hell are you doing? stop! it’s just pizza.”
he just takes a deep breath, nostrils flared and walks back into the kitchen
he’s the eldest sibling he has a lot of pent up anger
let’s just say one of the boys pissed him off some way somehow
he’ll rant to u about it and ur able to keep him calm
not in like a “this isn’t u” bs way
u just being there helps
if he IS mad at u (very rare) he stills speaks as calm as possible, even when his voice is slightly raised or urs is
once he can feel himself getting more annoyed, he walks away. giving himself distance
he won’t say anything to hurt ur feelings but he doesn’t want u to see him that mad if it’s towards u
one time u him and nick were chilling in the living room and they started to discuss random topics.
nick poked fun at isaac a few too many times in some sore subjects and it led to isaac snapping first and then nick telling him to calm down
that only pisses him off more
“no—you’re bringing up shit that doesn’t need to be brought up—“
“you’re getting worked up over nothing, man.”
“nick, just stop,” u try and warn nick but the 2 best friends just yell at each other
they’re in each others faces and ur telling them to stop and ur scared they’re actually gonna fight
u stop the fight between them by dragging isaac away and telling him to shut the fuck up
if someone else messes w u and he finds out??
lord
he’s thinking of the worst pranks to do to them
now if someone pulls some shit in FRONT of him to u
like a girl being a bitch at a party or a karen or kevin having some audacity
he knows u can handle urself but he’s immediately telling them to cut it the fuck out and walk off
“nah. nah. we’re not doing that. no reason for that. back the fuck up im serious,” isaac steps in front of them
#tgc x reader#the group chat podcast x reader#the group x reader#the group chat podcast#isaacwhy#isaacwhy x reader#the group chat
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Old nostalgia sso players when the game they constantly hate on, harrass the employees of, and refuse to support financially starts being developed for and catering to new players after they find a new excuse to be mad the game has progressed by a decade and threaten to quit for the millionth time
#sso#star stable#star stable online#like the latest wave of complainers isn't even trying to sugarcoat it anymore#“its not that it doesn't look good. its just that its not the hollow woods anymore. i hate toxic new players saying that its good”#i say it everytime and i will keep saying it#if you don't like it then quit#you can whinge all you want about how “the game is fine” and “no one wanted this”#but sse running in the red and the huge new uptick in new players says otherwise
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support your evil wife
#everytime i draw them i try so hard yo come up with a reason for why nm is still nm and listen#i have no idea#instead of being friendshipped back to luna she got shreked by ditzy or something#or smth#would this mess up literallly all of mlps plot#idk the mane six dealt with. something else instead of nm#ditzy doo element of acceptance#what if i just keep saying shit#nm stays in those ruins in the everfree forest#am i making any sense here#mlp#my little pony#mlp fim#my art#ditzy doo#ditzy hooves#derpy hooves#nightmare moon#moonffins#nightmare muffins
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