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sage-green-matcha · 9 months

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NEIGHBOR - ETHAN LANDRY 🏙️

When Ethan can’t get enough of the girl next door!

MINORS DNI!

Content includes: SMUT! oral receiving !Fem, Ethan catching you! Switch Ethan kinda? A bit of praise!

A/n: wanted this to be longer but honestly had no energy to finish it :( but I rlly wanted to publish it anyways so here u go!

You sighed at the sound of loud music playing. It was just loud enough to be heard through the wall. Even if the song that was playing was from one of your favorite artists, you just wanted to sleep. You had a big Econ test that you couldn't afford to fail.

You picked yourself up lazily, blanket wrapped around you as you slipped on your loafers. You felt the cold touch your legs, shivering as you walked next door.

You knocked a couple of times, looking up to be met with a familiar face. "Oh uh, Y/n...what are you doing here?" Ethan Landry? You knew him from your Econ class, and also Chad's best friend. You two had been partners for projects a couple times, so to say he was a stranger would be a lie. "Oh uh, hey Ethan. I was wondering if you could turn down your music a bit? I'm trying to sleep" He gulped, feeling immediate guilt for disturbing your sleep.

"Oh, yea..yea! I'm sorry" "Thanks" you smiled. You walked back to your apartment, you didn't know he was your neighbor. You had been living in the small, New York apartment complex for about 6 months. And you hadn't seen him till now.

It was the same thing for the next couple of days, waking up at night to tell him he was being too loud or his music was making the wall shake. He always apologized, yet he never cared to change his volume before you went over to ask.

Ethan started doing it on purpose. He loved the way you looked when you had just rolled out of bed. It drove him crazy. Tired eyes with the prettiest sleepy voice. You would always wear a baggy teeshirt, no shorts underneath and just a blanket wrapped around you, bare legs.

You struggled to fall asleep, confused at the disappearance of the loud music you had been hearing for the past week. It felt strange but you shook it off, finally able to enjoy a full night's rest without any disruptions.

Or so you'd thought.

You groaned into your pillow as you heard a couple knocks on the door. It was a Friday, and you weren't expecting anyone to come over, especially not at 1 am. You dragged yourself out of bed, not caring about your slippers. You slipped out a yawn as you opened the door, this time Ethan at yours.

"Ethan...hey, what are you doing here?" You rubbed your eyes, the light from the hallway hurting them. "I got locked out of my apartment...I left my keys in class.." you frowned. "Oh no, did you call the landlord?" "He's in New Jersey?" his hands were in his sweats, small and worried frown on his face.

"Uhm, I guess you could stay with me for the night" his heart pumped out of his chest. That's exactly what he hoped you'd say. "Are you sure...? I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything" You nodded. "Yea It's fine" you smiled, letting him inside. "Sorry to wake you up again" you shrugged. "Felt weird without your music anyways, I'm kinda getting used to it"

He put down his bag by the couch, watching you walk Into your bedroom to get blankets. He was more than excited. His plan had worked. He had his keys in his bag and had dressed in comfy clothes so he had no problem with having to change.

You plopped down the pile of blankets on the couch, tossing a pillow over to him. He watched as you laid out the blankets for him, placing the other pillow at the end of the couch. "Thanks" He smiled up at you. "No problem, if you want any snacks you can go in my pantry, Tara makes me stack up. And uh, there are drinks in the fridge"

"Thanks, for everything" "Stop thanking me, I'd want you to let me sleep over if I was locked out" you shrugged, turning around to go back to bed. "Night, Ethan" "Goodnight..."

But you weren't having a good night. Tossing in turning in your bed as you felt an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach. Warmth gathered in your core and you rubbed your thighs against each other. You knew you couldn't do anything about it, especially not with a guest in the house.

But your pussy was hungry for touch, a pain filled you up. A pain that could only be relieved by touching yourself. You sighed with guilt as you stuck your hand into your panties, rubbing small circles against your sensitive bud. You bit your lip, holding back any small whimpers. You'd die before you'd let Ethan see you like this, yet again you probably wouldn't mind if he walked in on you.

Your movements got faster, a small sloppy moan coming from your mouth. You heard the couch creak, making you pause. "Y/n...you okay in there?" "I'm fine" you answered, melting into the mattress as you pulled out your hand. You were frustrated, almost close to your small orgasm. "You sure?" "I'm Good, Ethan" You heard his footsteps go back to where he originally was, putting your hand back into your panties.

This time you were careful not to make a noise. Only the sound of your wetness was barely heard under the sheets. Your mouth was deep into your pillow, shoving two of your fingers deep into your hole. Your walls tightened around your hand, dripping wet as you thrust your fingers into yourself.

Your mind was clouded, the feeling of your hand on your clit while the other was thrusting hard made you roll your eyes back. You were careful not to make any noise, a tie in your stomach forming. You were so so close, the possibility of getting caught turned you on even more.

What would Ethan think of you? That you're a slut? That you're gross? Or would he rip your legs open and help you out? You felt your legs shake as you pushed towards your orgasm. Frustrating and embarrassment filled you as you heard the door open. You couldn't care less though, you continued to fuck yourself as Ethan walked over.

"Y/n...what are you doing?" Ethan rubbed his eyes, staring at your position. "Oh..." he walked closer to the bed, your head still fucked out as you rubbed small circles against your clit. "You're so dirty..." a small scoff fell from his lips as he peeled the cover off of you, your hands covered in your juices.

"You're not very quiet Y/n" Every time he said your name you wanted to melt. It sounded so good rolling off his tongue. You continued to pump your fingers into yourself, biting your lip with your eyes closed as he watched. You felt so dirty, just like he said.

Your body heated up at his touch, his warm hand gripping your thigh. A whimper escaped your mouth as your movements slowed down, the tie in your stomach seconds away from snapping. "Don't stop, you can do it" his hands held onto your inner thigh, thumb gently rubbing on your skin.

"You look so pretty fucked out" his words shot straight to your core, legs shaking as you felt yourself release onto your fingers. "Wasn't that hard, was it?" Your chest raised with every breath you took, Ethan taking your cum covered fingers into his mouth.

Your breath hitched Ethan, staring into your eyes as he sucked your fingers, letting them out with a "pop" coming from his lips. You didn't think twice before you were on top of him, lips sucking with desperation as his hands ran up your shirt.

You knew this was wrong, but damn it felt so right. The way his hands perfectly grabbed your waist, lips fitting together like a puzzle. He let out a small groan as your knee slipped in between his legs. Feeling his hard boner on your skin.

You deepened the kiss, lowering yourself on top of him as you rubbed against his dick. He let out a small moan, your hands now pulling on the strings of his grey sweats.

"You're such a slut" You pulled away from the kiss, Ethan's lips on your neck. "Yet you're the one that was watching me" "And you're the one that kept going" you melted into him as he pressed down on your clit, still sensitive from earlier.

Your small, whiney sounds turned him on. Thrusting himself against your clit. "Don't be so desperate" you mumbled, your teeth sinking into his shoulder as he made friction. "I could say the same about you" he flipped the two of you over, pushing you up closer against the headboard.

He hovered over top of you, biting down on your lip as you looked up at him with eyes full of desire. You'd never looked as good as you did right there. "Can I go down on you?" You were slightly taken aback but nodded anyways. You had never had a guy ask you, you always had to ask them first. And they always insisted for something in return.

Ethan wasn't like that, he just wanted to pleasure you. Just getting to see your eyes roll back and your cum on his fingers would be enough for him.

He pampered small kisses against your jaw. They got sloppier as he moved down, marking you with his lips all the way to your waist. Ethan looked up at you with sweet eyes. He pulled down your panties, pulling apart your legs. You felt the cold air on your pussy, wetness covering your glistening core. You felt nervousness gather in your stomach, taking a deep breath.

He ran his fingers through your folds, jolting at the feel. You felt so vulnerable with him. He honestly had no idea what he was doing. He had seen it done once. Accidentally walking in on Chad and Tara one night. But besides that, absolutely clueless.

You sensed his confidence start to go down, taking small breaths. "You okay...?" "I uhm, yea...just not too sure how to do this" You just shook your head, smiling before sitting up. "Hey, it's okay. You don't have to do anything" his face was soft, running your hand through his hair as he stared with his lips agape.

"No...no it's okay. I want to learn" "yea?" "Mhm," he chewed on his lip, staring back at you with doughy brown eyes. "Just do what feels right. And I'll tell you what feels good, alright?" He nodded, watching as you spread your legs open once again. He swore you were the prettiest person he'd ever seen. And to see you like this got him so flustered.

He ran his finger through your folds once again, collecting the extra cum from your hole. Your body shivered, craving more of his fingers on you. Your breath hitched as you felt his tongue flatten on your clit, biting back your lip as he stared at you.

"Keep going, good" he felt better as you praised him, doing tricks with his mouth on your pussy. His nails dug into the skin of your thighs, the pain proving you with more pleasure. Small whimpers and heavy breaths escaped from your mouth, Ethan lapping and sucking all over your core.

Your mind was cloudy, your back arching as you grabbed onto the bedsheets. "Please please please" Your hands dug into his hair, pushing his mouth closer to your pussy. His nose rubbed against your clit, his tongue deep in your hole. Your stomach pulsed, feeling hot all over your body.

"Fuck, E... I'm gonna cum" you hummed, feeling his fingers quicken on your sensitive clit. He hadn't even pushed his fingers into you and you were about to cum. The way he looked up at you made you moan, staring back through barely open eyes. Your legs wrapped tightly around his head, basically suffocating him with your thighs.

He pried your legs apart, shaking and weak as he continued to taste you. You tasted so sweet, the feeling of you on his tongue was addicting. He tried to rub himself against the bed, feeling the pain of his ignored boner get to him.

"Shit…shit" you bit back your bottom lip, body shaking as you felt cum drip from your pussy. Ethan's mouth was wide open, licking all of the cum up like your pussy was an ice cream cone. "Taste so good" You pushed his head away while he licked, too sensitive to continue.

He admired your sweaty face, watching as your chest rose with each heavy breath. "You okay...?" He asked, concerned. "Mhm," you hid your face in the pillow, Ethan coming back up to kiss you. "Was I okay?" You held back a smile, nodding at him.

Your lips connected once again, tasting yourself in his mouth. You got why he wanted more, pushing yourself closer to him. Heavy breaths filled the room, Ethan grabbing your waist before whispering something in your ear. “I didn’t actually…leave my keys” he chewed on his lip, watching as your eyebrows furrowed. “Really? Why’d you lie?” “For this”

You rolled your eyes before kissing him again, his cheeks a light pink as you pulled back. “Fucking creep” your lips formed into a smile, teasing him. “I’m not a creep” “You are, but you know what? It’s kinda hot”

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ieatfanficforbrunch · 4 months

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People Pleaser Steve

Steve is a people pleaser. Years of living with his parents and their demeaning stares and harsh words have destroyed his sense of self preservation.

"Keep Eye Contact, Steven," his mother would say. "Stop Complaining, You need to make our guest Comfortable." His father would say. Until the age of ten all Steve got was criticism. Constant reminders on how to behave perfectly and how to appease his parents.

The morning they decided he was old enough to stay home himself, coincidentally on his 10th birthday, they packed up and started renting an apartment in Chicago to better monitor their Business. They sent him money for food, got him a bike so he could go to school, they even sent a few extra 20s every other month so he could get new clothes as he grew.

Of course, Steve never complained. This was how he kept the peace, how he avoided the cold glare from his parents.

The pattern continued into adulthood, Steve practically raised himself for the last 8 years of his childhood, he only saw his parents when they needed him.

When he (accidently) became the mother of the nerdiest bunch of kids in Hawkins, he made himself a promise, No matter what he'd be there. Every recital, every birthday party, every holiday, and every time they needed a ride; he was there.

When Christmas came around after everything had happened, after Max had recovered and Eddie's wounds had healed perfectly, he decided he would make it the best Christmas they'd ever seen. Just to make them happy.

He decorated the entire house, made enough food to feed his small football team of a group, he got so many presents for everyone that he had to skip out on food three days a week for two months just because he wanted it to be perfect.

The kids came over on Christmas Eve night to spend the night together, slept in sleeping bags he bought special for them. Eddie came to help wrangle the crazies until Robin got back from visiting her grandparents in Ohio.

They ate like they were starving or like it was their last meal. All except Steve, who was too afraid to overstep or take away from someone else to even try one of the many kinds of food he made.

The games died down and the food was gone by midnight. The kids slept peacefully in their sleeping bags. Steve let out a small sigh, a smile on his face as he stood and took empty platters and plates to the kitchen.

He washed the dishes in silence, a baggy crew neck sweater replacing his usual polos. He knew if he wore them the others would notice he had lost weight and he didn't want to inconvenience them. It was rude to burden others with your problems. He honestly thought he had gotten away with it until a familiar Metal head guided him to the kitchen table.

"Ok Big boy, This isn't working for me," He said in a soft voice.

Steve immediately looked up, "I'm sorry, it won't happen again," he whispered, not even sure what he did.

Eddie sighs and says, "Steve, You think you're hiding it so well but you aren't. You take care of everyone and everything all of the time. Let me take care of you."

Steve couldn't move, couldn't respond, How Was he supposed to behave? He didn't know so he merely nodded.

Eddie smiled and immediately made Steve a bowl of cereal, something small and quiet. When he was positive Steve would eat it, he finished the dishes for him.

Steve looked so beat down and tired, the bags under his eyes told so much and Eddie knew that from now on he would do Everything to keep them away.

He took the empty bowl and washed it before walking over to Steve. "I know it's a bit early but...I got you something," he whispers, pulling out a small box from his back pocket.

It was a light blue box with a thin red ribbon and white trim. Steve's thin fingers removed the lid to find a locket in the shape of a guitar pick.

Inside there were two pictures, one with the kids, and one with Steve and Eddie. It was the picture from when Eddie was discharged, the day Steve agreed to get treatment for his wounds. Eddie's arm is around Steve's shoulders, it's the only picture in the world with Steve's Real smile. His eyes swelled with tears. It's the only gift he's gotten since he was 10, since his parents left to run their company, since Everything.

"Shit I didn't mean to make you cry again! I just-" Eddie is cut off with the tightest hug he's ever gotten.

"It's Perfect," Steve whispers.

He's met with calloused hands on the back of his head, gently massaging his scalp.

"Merry Christmas, Harrington."

"Merry Christmas, Munson."

#eddie munson #eddie the freak munson #eddie the banished #stranger things #eddie x steve #steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie

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layla4567 · 6 months

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Awful things to you...

Pairing: TVA!Loki x Variant!fem!reader

Summary: You are a variant and the TVA pursues you tirelessly until they find you. Loki will be in charge of interrogating you and you are not sure if that is a reward or a punishment.

Warnings: Based on episode 2 of the second season, smut, slightly dom loki, good cop and bad cop dynamic (loki is bad cop obviously), reader being a lil brat, slightly choking(?, hair pulling, fingering with clothes, sex with clothes/hook up idk.

WC: 3.4k

You were sitting in the middle of the room in an uncomfortable, small seat that didn't even have a backrest. You looked at the ceiling bored while the warm, yellowish lights hit you squarely in the face. It seemed like you were in some kind of madhouse with a completely empty, windowless orange room with a solid oval iron door in front of you. Your clothing wasn't comfortable either, the baggy jumpsuit of a horrible beige color made you look like a prisoner (although technically you were) and that uncomfortable and annoying necklace they had put on you was starting to make you itch. You placed a finger between the skin of your neck and the material of the collar, trying in vain to push it away a little but it kept squeezing. You were just grumbling when two people entered the room. One was a man with gray hair and a mustache with an affable and good-natured appearance, his partner who was taller, had somewhat longer and black hair combed back. They both wore brown uniforms with matching ties.

"Well, well, well. Finally someone comes to visit me, I was getting bored"-you said cheekily

The gray-haired man came a little closer with an easy and graceful step towards you without stopping smiling.

"Well, sorry, we were a little busy."-He answered, laughing at his own joke.

You simply stared at him and grunted something, narrowing your eyes and nodding indifferently, the other tall man came closer to be next to his friends. An awkward silence settled between the three of you so the first man decided to break that silence.

"Oh but where are my manners? We haven't even introduced ourselves, I'm Agent Mobius and he's my partner Loki."-He said pointing to himself and then to his friend.

"And I suppose you already know my name"- you said with irritating irony.

"Yes, and that's why we're here."-said the one called Loki

"Oh so you know how to talk after all"-you pretended to be surprised

Loki sighed and was tempted to roll his eyes but he simply restrained himself, as Mobius knew that his companion was someone somewhat irascible, he continued speaking for him.

"Well there's no reason to be so rude, look we brought you here because you committed something on your sacred line that created a ramification"

You interrupted him, closing your eyes and waving a hand in front of him, fed up with his rant.

"I'm sorry but I'm not understanding you shit"

"In short, you did something you shouldn't have and we brought you here to keep you from causing more problems."

You turned laughing sarcastically to see Loki as you frowned.

"So now I'm locked up and watched by two kinds of babysitters?"

"I wouldn't say it like that-"

"This is stupid"- you exalted -"I want to leave, let me get out of here"-you demanded

You stood determined to push them out of your way and get out the door when Loki, who was considerably taller than you, stood in front of you, blocking the door and placing his hands on your shoulders, stopping you.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

You sighed in annoyance, you weren't afraid of him or Mobius but you weren't stupid, they were two against one and you weren't sure if you would be able to take down Loki.

"Ugh fine, what do you want from me then?"

"We want to know what you did or rather why you did it"-Mobius said placing his hands behind his back.

"I thought you knew that, since you know me so well."-You rolled your eyes, putting your hands on your hips.

"We'd rather it come out of your mouth, ok?"

Loki narrowed his eyes and you looked at him out of the corner of your eye and up and down, contemplating whether to say what you know or not. After a few seconds of silence you clicked your tongue.

"Alright, how about I tell you a story, shall I? Once upon a time there was a pretty, intelligent girl who got tired of living in misery and, let's say, one day she innocently stole a diamond ring so she could sell it. Until two couple of weirdos came and captured her. The end"

"Did you like the story?"-You smiled sarcastically as you blinked your eyelashes innocently, making a kind of pout.

"I think you're a great storyteller."

Mobius always tried to make a joke with that smile on the verge of being a laugh, but you looked at him with the seriousness of a wax statue, somewhat uncomfortable, he stopped smiling and fell silent.

Loki took the lead

"The point is that now we need to know what you did with that ring, obviously you hid it because you didn't have it with you"

"Good deduction Sherlock, you surprise me."

Your poisonous sarcasm never left your throat and was beginning to make Loki impatient, who closed his eyes and took a deep breath. You were just having fun watching him lose his temper. Mobius, as a good-hearted man, tried to see things from all possible perspectives.

"Look y/n, I understand, okay? You must be feeling frustrated and confused, two agents take you from where you were and take you to a strange place and you don't understand what's happening! I really understand, but right now we have more urgent matters and we really need you to tell us where you hid it"

You looked at him, narrowing your eyes, trying to suppress a smile. Unfortunately, appealing to empathy is not going to make you give in. Your lips will be sealed

"I'm sorry…I think I forgot. Also, if you have more urgent matters then I would recommend that you take care of them first."

You smiled mischievously as Mobius lowered his head and sighed in defeat, Loki looked at him.

"Ok I give up, Loki it's your turn I'll go eat a pie"

Loki nodded and smiled. Now that he had his partner's approval, Loki felt freer to question you. Before Mobius left through the door, he approached Loki and whispered.

"Be gently"

After patting him on the back, he trotted off and walked out the door, looking happier. Now Loki was staring at you with hypnotizing green eyes, he had raised his chin a little and looked menacing.

"Good, how about we start on the right foot? I'm just warning you that I won't be as patient as my partner."

His guttural voice echoed in the room and its bounce off the walls reached your ears from different places, it seemed as if there was more than one Loki speaking to you, you shivered a little, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"I already told you that I don't remember where I left the ring."

"Oh that's a pity"

To your surprise, Loki was smiling and looking down at you with his hands clasped in front of him. There was something elegant yet intimidating about him. The way he moved or the way he spoke, he did it with Shakespearean grace. Slowly he began to approach you

"You know? Maybe you don't know who I am but I am known for being the god of mischief and for having done terrible, horrible things to many people."

With each thing he said, he took a step and got closer, until he was so close to you that you had to lean back slightly until you almost fell out of your chair and looked at him completely from below with your neck tense, his haughty and threatening presence looming upon you like the shadow of the grim reaper. His head covered the light coming from the ceiling spotlight, making an interesting contrast. Now seeing him against the light, the shadows sharpened Loki's face, framing his perfect nose and jaw, the light seemed to want to stay away from him as if he were someone who belonged to the darkness. You swallowed, intimidated.

"And believe me, I will have no mercy or fear in doing all those terrible and awful things…to you"

His voice was almost a whisper, so low and sounding grave and hoarse, it made you feel things, things that were better not to say. You didn't know why, but those threats didn't provoke fear in you, but rather the opposite. It was hot. Trying to sound casual you said

"Uhh scary man.."

Your voice was almost inaudible almost like a whisper but you managed to try to smile cheekily as some kind of flirt. Loki didn't seem fazed, instead he laughed airily, widening his Cheshire cat smile. And he began to walk around you like a vulture, making his shadow grow that enveloped you like a heavenly or demonic mantle.

"You have guts, I like that. You would have been a great ally in my troops"

Now Loki's voice was close to your ear in the back, whispering to you as he didn't stop spinning.

"But be careful what you say, a slip of the tongue and it could cost you dearly"

With everything he said, added to the fact that his breath tickled your ear from behind, he made you clench your legs and make your body rigid while you held your hands to the seat.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me the cat got your tongue."

Now his laugh was tickling the right side of your cheek as you could feel his green eyes nearby penetrating your face looking into your eyes and mouth.

"Come on, let me hear your sweet voice one more time, I want to know what you have to say."-Loki said, narrowing his eyes for a second and smiling mockingly, but his words sounded like a demand.

"I…I uhm.."

"Oh so the cat did get your tongue anyway"

You cursed inside, biting your lips and frowning, you were behaving stupidly, you couldn't even say a word. Suddenly Loki grabbed your hair, intertwining his fingers and pulling it back slightly, surprised you let out a moan as you placed a hand on his trying to remove it from your hair.

"We can do this all day darling, but at some point you're going to have to start talking, don't you think?"

Loki was still behind you to have easier access to your hair, and he never let go of it. His face was close to your right side and his lips brushed the skin of your ear as he spoke. Without warning his lips collided with the top of your jaw. He wasn't leaving kisses or anything like that but the simple touch of his soft lips running over and caressing your face made you melt.

"You're not going to say anything yet, huh? Bad for you."-He said with his open mouth resting on your cheek.

Loki pulled your hair a little more and placed wet kisses on your jaw, tracing the curve of it. Loki sighed and grunted, panting lightly as if this turned him on too. You bit your lips hard, suppressing your moans.

"You have beautiful, silky skin, but this ugly necklace bothers me greatly."

Loki took something out of his pocket and pressed a button that deactivated the collar and it fell to the ground with a thud. Satisfied now Loki began to kiss and suck on your neck moving your head to the side to have more access. Loki seemed like a thirsty vampire and you his poor victim. You began to thrash as you spread your legs, placing one hand between them to grab the edge of the small seat and unconsciously grinding your hips.

"L-loki..stop..please"-moaning brokenly

"Oh now do you want me to stop? And what is that movement in your hips?"-he mocked shamelessly

You closed your eyes in shame, feeling your cheeks heat up as you tried to stop your hips and dug your nails into the seat.

"That's simple, if you want me to stop then tell me what you know"

Loki growled in your ear as his tongue probed the skin of your neck near your jaw, licking you like ice cream. At this point you could no longer control your moans and you writhed, eager to touch him, to place your hands on his hair as he did with yours.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?"

"NOoo.."

You whimpered as a plea, opening your mouth. Loki assumed you would say that so he let your hair go and stood in front of you. He easily lifted you from the seat, when you stood up your thighs were trembling and you were panting. Loki sat on the small round seat and spread his legs, patting his lap inviting you to sit on it. You blushed and couldn't move a muscle so he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you to wrap your legs around his waist, sitting facing you with your eyes fixed on his. Loki placed his large hand on your cheeks, squeezing them a little until he made you pout.

"You are being very unfair to me"

Loki's hand went down to your throat and he brought his mouth close to your ear.

"Will you still not tell me where you hid it?"

Loki looked at you and tightened his fingers a little around the grip on your neck, you shook your head.

"Good"-he smiled

Loki's hand left your neck and moved down your torso slowly and painfully, he seemed to take his time on purpose. With his delicate fingers he traced waves and spirals near your chest, from time to time his palm traveled to the side of your torso near the ribs and cupping your breasts, he even allowed himself to feel your erect nipples with his thumb and squeeze them mischievously as if they were buttons

"Loki!"-you gasped shakily.

"Do you like that, pet?"

You nodded without remorse, your eyes dilating in desire as a shiver ran down your spine. Loki continued to touch you elegantly, his two hands traveled to your waist and didn't stop there. They continued down to your lower belly and your mons, that's when you let out an involuntary moan as you retracted your hips.

Loki, delighting in the noises you made, narrowed his eyes, smiling sideways and tilting his head.

"What do you think now? Will you tell me where it is?"

You shook your head again, biting your lower lip trying to suppress your smile, you felt like a naughty girl about to be punished, it amused you. And Loki seemed to be amused too.

"Ok, don't say I didn't warn you."

Loki placed one hand on your lower back, slightly pulling you towards his body while his other hand was placed on your vagina, that touch made you gasp but more so when his middle and index fingers were placed at your entrance trying to push the fabric of your beige uniform. You couldn't help but squeal like a mouse.

"Oh.. delicious"

Loki rubbed your entrance with his fingers trying to uselessly put them somewhere, even so, his fingers felt your flesh and that gesture began to make you wet. Luckily the fabric of the clothing was light and did not loosen in that area so his fingers could touch your hungry and throbbing pussy without problems.

Again you pathetically began to move your hips hoping to feel more friction while your face buried in the crook of his neck drowning out your babbling and moaning. Loki's calmness was overwhelmingly annoying. You were desperate that he had control, rubbing your back with a strange tenderness contrasted with what his other hand was doing to your core, while he repeated to you to take a deep breath as if you were about to be vaccinated. How could he be so sweet and delicate and a horny pervert at the same time?

"You're doing well, but I'd like to know where the ring is, please."-he said mocking your desperate desires

You still had your face buried in the crook of his neck, muttering and gasping incomprehensible words.

"I'm sorry darling, I didn't hear you correctly, what did you say?"-Loki said as you pressed harder and deeper into your entrance.

"I don't know!"

You moaned sharply, quickly removing your face from his shoulder while you breathed with your mouth open, trying not to succumb to your carnal impulses but you couldn't grip his shoulders tightly as if your hands were pliers.

"What a naughty girl you are. Do you really like being punished? You'll be glad to know I'm not done yet."

Loki grabbed and dug his fingers into your mules, pulling you even closer to him and forcing you to bring your pelvis together and crash against his. You were wondering what he was going to do when suddenly he raised his hips and his bulge collided with your entrance. This drew another louder moan from you. Loki stood there watching your reaction in amusement.

"What a delight to hear you like that, pet"

Another bounce of his hip and you had to close your eyes and bite your lip to keep from letting out the growl that remained locked in your throat. You were practically sitting on his cock and you felt your core throbbing harder and harder until it started to hurt acutely, this was torture, but a pleasurable one. Loki moved his pelvis upward again, holding your hips and threw your head back, releasing a pitiful moan.

"I'll ask you one more time, don't exhaust my patience. WHERE.IS.IT?"

To emphasize his words, he collided his pelvis with yours again, this time more abruptly as he wrinkled his face. You dug your nails into his back and gritted your teeth, you could feel the tears gathering in your eyes.

"I.DON'T.KNOW"

Loki, on the other hand, seemed happy with that answer.

"Whatever you want"

Now without mercy, Loki ground his hips up and down, colliding with your entrance while your hands clung to the back of his neck and you pressed your chest against his. Your face was on his shoulder looking towards the door fearing that someone would come and find you in this embarrassing situation, you had no idea how much time had passed. Loki found his own rhythm going fast and without tiring, you accompanied him bouncing up and down accompanying his hips when he went up, they seemed like a harmonious wave. But they were far from harmony, you two were panting and you were a mess since he started touching you with his manly hands. your palms were sweating and your uniform was starting to stick to your body. When you thought that nothing could be worse, Loki began to kiss your neck again, this time leaving small bites, you closed your eyes tightly and gritted your teeth, feeling like you were losing your mind. Your hand finally gripped his hair tightly and you took revenge, being able to pull him back to which he grunted. This little Eden that had settled between the two of you and the room didn't seem like enough to you. It was just a false sense of pleasure, you really needed him inside you no matter how hard his cock was or how deep you sat on it, you couldn't take this anymore unless he really fucked you properly.

"Loki… I-I give up, I'll tell you... where it is…"-you said between moans and gasps.

"But we were having fun"

He laughed shamelessly as he stopped and let you get off his lap, when you did you could barely stand. You were breathing hard and your knees were bending about to hit the floor and you were all sweaty. Loki seemed a little better than you but you still noticed that the hair on his forehead was damp. Between broken words you kept your promise and gave him the information he wanted.

"See? It was not that difficult"-He said smiling as if nothing had happened while he caressed your cheek with a finger.

At that moment Mobius entered, smiling as always and with a can in one hand. Seeing them in such a pitiful state, his corners loosened a little and confusion appeared on his face.

"What did I miss?"

"Oh nothing, the interrogation was just fruitful"-Loki said while winking at you knowingly.

Mobius and Loki said goodbye to you while you continued standing trying to catch your breath and process what had happened. When the two of them closed the door behind you you could hear Mobius' somewhat muffled voice asking Loki: "Hey, why are you so sweaty? It looks like you ran a marathon."

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betyloca · 2 months

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Imagine: being friends with the Dixon brothers and they discover your scars from your father's abuse

It had been a long day, you had to go get supplies and on the way kill some walkers.

You were in your room in the prison, it was very hot. You began to take off your boots and left your bow next to the bed. You sat up, taking off your pants and long-sleeved shirt.

You were in your underwear you looked in the drawer putting on some shorts putting them on you looked at your scars on your thighs you traced the lines of your marks not only did you have them there but also on your back and arms one of the reasons why you wore baggy clothes

You didn't hear the footsteps coming to your cell until the curtain opened and a voice came out.

Daryl: hey y/n do you want to go with me and merle.....

Y/n: daryl!!

You stood up immediately, covering yourself with a coat, wanting him not to see your scars.

Daryl: What happened to you?

Y/n: go away

Daryl: hey just...

He tried to make himself but you interrupted him

Y/N: Go away, I don't want you here, go away, that doesn't bother you, get out.

You started yelling at him as you threw a pillow at him.

Merle: What the hell is going on, why all the fuss?

You looked at him without saying anything, Daryl just watched you in silence.

Merle: And they're not going to tell me why they were shouting or they're idiots.

You didn't want to talk about it, you just stayed silent looking at the ground.

Daryl: It was your father, wasn't it?

You felt, ignoring the lump in your throat and the tears that stung your eyes.

Merle: What the fuck are you talking about?

You turned around, taking off your coat, showing your back with deep scars. You heard Merle curse and Daryl let out a gasp of anguish.

Daryl: Why didn't you tell us that it hurt you?

Y/n: you guys already had problems because it would bring you more.

Merle: We would have gotten you out of there, you didn't have to be a fool and hide it.

Y/n: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I was scared.

You said while you were crying you felt how they surrounded you hugging you

Daryl: You are not alone, we are the same.

You hugged them tighter, you felt Daryl leave a kiss on your forehead while Merle caressed your scars.

Merle: If it makes you feel better, I think they make you look sexier with them, sweetheart.

You just laughed when you heard him looking at him

Y/n: yes you know how to make me smile

Merle: Do you think I'm joking, you look very hot with those brands?

Daryl: okay, enough, Merle.

Merle: Are you jealous, if you want, I'll give you love too, little brother.

She said as she hugged him and tried to kiss him.

Merle: Come on, Dalena, give me a kiss.

Daryl: Fuck, let go of me.

You laughed, they always seemed to be rude but they always made you smile when you felt bad.

Merle: Come on Y/N, give Mr. Jealous a kiss.

y/n: okay

You walked up to give him a kiss while merle held him and tried to give him one too.

Daryl: Let me go, you crazy bunch.

They gave him kisses on the cheek until they let him go while you laughed.

Daryl: Fuck.

He said wiping his cheeks

Merle: It's Y/N's turn.

y/n: hey no

You said trying to run away while Daryl grabbed you while you laughed.

Daryl: It's my revenge, honey.

He said kissing your cheeks while Merle also did it, tickling you.

How did you treat these men

#daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon #merle dixon x reader #merle dixon imagines #merle dixon #twd x reader #twd imagine #twd headcanons

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w2soneshots · 2 months

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Camera girl -W2S

Words: 0.8k+

Warnings: none.

In which you begin working for ChrisMD and meet a cute boy when he features in one of his videos.

I've been one of Chris MDs photographers for almost two months now. I'm really enjoying it, don't get me wrong most of the videos are filmed outside on football pitches so it's usually freezing but I still always get great photos. Today he's filming "we took 100 shots vs an amputee keeper and scored __ goals" with Harry and Ethan. I've met both of them before at a different shoot and they were polite but we didn't really interact.

I wore blue baggy jeans, a black coat and a thick blue scarf to keep me warm along with my Uggs. I put my hair into a claw clip and applied a little bit of makeup. When I was ready I got in my car to head to the football pitch, thankfully it's only a 15 minute drive since we use this place almost every time.

Once I arrived I got my camera from the boot then shut it and locked my car. As I went to make my way towards the pitch I walked past Harry's car just as he was getting out. I smiled at him lightly. "Here let me carry that." he said taking the heavy equipment from me. "Thanks." I said simply.

When on the grass Harry placed my bag down and went to say hello to Chris. Ethan and the goal keeper arrived soon after, I set up my camera and filling began. They were having a stinker and ended up losing (it was close tho). I'd been talking snaps of the shoot but it was time to get the photos for the thumbnail.

"Ok, thumbnail faces!" I said as I looked through the camera. Harry's mouth turned into a large O shape, Chris put on an exaggerated smile and Ethan looked... angry? I clicked through the pictures. "yup, got it, thanks guys." I said and they nodded. Then I began packing up my things.

As I went to grab my bag to leave someone else's hand grabbed it first... "what are you, my personal assistant now." I said with a chuckle. He smiled and shrugged "I was leaving too so-" Harry said with a shrug. He brought my bag back to my car and placed it in the boot. "Thank you." I said appreciatively. "No problem, see you next time y/n." he said.

The next week I was back filming a football video on the same pitch. This one is another "100 shots vs" but this time it's vs the sidemen. We already filmed Josh, Tobi and Vik's half of the video a few days ago and today it's Harry, Ethan and JJ's half (Simon couldn't be here). It was another cold day so I put on some warm clothes. I put my hair up and applied some makeup.

I left my apartment and just over 30 minutes later arrived at the pitch (due to traffic). I parked and quickly grabbed my camera out of the boot. I struggled slightly as I brought the bag with me towards the field. "Hey!" I said to the main camera man as I scrambled slightly to get my equipment out of the bag, since I was late. "Sorry I'm Late, awful traffic." I said to Chris. He nodded "no problem."

JJ introduced himself since I hadn't met him before. Ethan said a quick hello and Harry flashed me a cute smile "hey, how've you been?" He asked. I smiled "ye good, you?" I asked. But before he could answer the main camera man called him over to do the intro. I gestured for him to go and he did.

The shoot went on for ages and I now was freezing. When they finally finished I walked over towards the boys to take the thumbnail pictures. They all did their usual thumbnail faces and I laughed a little at how funny they all looked. I shivered slightly as I packed my camera away. "Do you need help taking that back to your car?" I turned quickly to see Harry in front of me. "sure, thanks" I said with a smile. He picked up the bag and we walked towards my car.

I opened the boot and he placed it inside. "I was wondering if you wanted to grab some dinner sometime?" Harry asked hopefully. I smiled, I've been waiting for him to ask me out for a while now "I would love that." He nodded "could I get your number and we can organise a time?" He asked. I nodded and he passed me his phone. I typed my number in and he thanked me. "See you soon." I said and slid into my car. He waved me off as I pulled out of the gravel car park.

Once I got home and looked at my phone I saw a new text from an "unknown number"...

Unknown:

Hey it's Harry

Are you free anytime this week??

y/n:

Hey, I'm free Friday night?

Harry:

That's perfect

Do you like Nando's?

y/n:

Of course

Harry:

Good because I don't think I could have finished this conversation if you didn’t

y/n:

Haha, 6 work for you?

Harry:

It does, I'll pick you up.

I have a good feeling about this…

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #chrismd #behzinga #jj #ksi #ethan payne

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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Aizawa x Student reader platonic

-Shuu

Okay! Thank you for specifying lol! I hope this is as good as you hoped it would be :)

Masterlist<3

Warning: mentions of disordered eating...

Aizawa x Student!Reader (Platonic)- Only Rice?

You werent really eating. At least not as far as Aizawa could tell. He'd had his eye on you for a while now, first noticing your rather strange behaviour during lunch break when you sat on your own and didnt eat anything except for plain rice.

He found it peculiar that you would eat so little during your break, and it didn't help when all you wore were baggy clothes. He couldn't help but find it suspicious, but he hadnt said anything until one day you didnt eat altogether, worrying him greatly.

All you ever ate was plain white rice, and he never saw you eat anything else, and the way that your baggy clothes dwarfed your short, thin form made you seem much smaller than everyone else. His eyebrows furrowed in worry as he wandered away to see Present Mic and All Might, wondering what they would have to say about his suspicions.

Meanwhile, you sit at a table in the corner of the lunch room playing subway surfers on your phone, completely oblivious to the way aizawa is worrying over you. You had stupidly left your lunch at the dorms on the kitchen side and you couldnt muffle your mournful sigh, having really been craving rice for the past month.

It's another silly food obsession that will be replaced with something else any time now, you're sure, since you often go through phazes of craving your favourite food, only to then get bored of it and become obsessed with something else instead. This time, it was white rice. Boring, but so fluffy and sweet that you could literally cry if you tasted it again.

But alas, it sits on the counter a few buildings away because of your forgetfulness, and you just can't be bothered to go and get it. Curse your scatterbrain.

Once lunch finishes and the lesson after it ends you breath a sigh of relief, puffing out your cheeks like a hamster and readying yourself to leave when suddenly you hear Aizawa call your name with a troubled look on his face.

Oh oh. Aizawa Sensei never looks troubled. This spells bad luck. You fidget with the sleeves of your oversized school shirt, about to start rambling out random apologies for minor offenses like not replacing the toilet roll and using the last of the butter in the dormitory fridge until he clears his throat, waiting for the last of the stragglers in the class to leave.

"(-), I'm... worried about you. Answer me truthfully. I will know if you're lying. As your teachwr, I'm here for you and you can confide in me for any of your problems. I want to help you, but to do that, i need to know what's wrong..."

He pauses, his tone sounding heavy and full of genuine concern, which is rare even in worse circumstances.

"When was the last time you ate something?"

Your breath hitches and you blink in confusion, having not expected that question at all and doing a bit of a double take as he stares down into your soul.

You respond with a visibly confused expression, making Aizawa wonder what might be going through your head. Maybe you don't realise there's something a little concerning about your eating habits?

"Uh-... t-this morning? Why? Whats wrong? Have i been poisoned?!..."

Aizawa sweat-drops a little at your forwardness, though he is at least a little glad that you've apparently eaten this morning.

"Calm down, no, you haven't been poisoned. But- why didnt you eat at lunch? I only ever see you eat the bare minimum. And, frankly... I think you're suffering because of it. You seem very-... thin- lately..."

He hesitates to comment on your appearance, but he is genuinely very worried about you, since he came to the conclusion that you have some kind of eating disorder, and he know all about how dangerous the effects of these disorders can be.

You stare up at him in shock, your eyes widening as you finally realise what's going on, relief flooding your face.

"Wha-?... OH-! Ohhhh-... that makes sense now- listen, i know it looks weird, but please believe me, Sensei, when i say that i'm actually doing very fine. I just left my lunch in the kitchen this morning on accidwnt and uh-... might've been a little too lazy to go and get it..."

The conversation continues a lot like this, with Aizawa giving you a suspicious stare as you defend tour strange behavious, only now realising just how strange they are now that you're being called out. Oops.

Eventually you compromise with your poor, worried Sensei, offering to go and get your lunch now and eat it in front of him, and you both settle on that, the old man feeling a little better and more assured that you're not suffering all alone.

By the time you actually do manage to finish your food Aizawa Sensei is quite a bit more assured of your wellbeing, while you convince him that you're actually quite normal in size since you've always been kind of small. Though the conversation diverts to the clothes that shroud your form, and just maybe you let slip to Aizawa the fact that you only wear loose clothes because Mineta makes you feel really uncomfortable. But you only tell him that because he gives off very safe, parental energy, and you feel comfortable talking about it with him.

And just maybe he is silently fuming when you mention that it's not just you who feels genuinely unsettled by his presence, but it is in fact all of the girls in 1-A that feel this way.

Nobody knows where Mineta Minoru is the next morning, and nobody really wants to ask. And when the school cafeterias added plain white rice as a dish to be served on its own, along with a few other class favourites, noone thinks anything of it. But you do. And when your smile is a little brighter the next time your eyes meet your Sensei's, he feels acomplished as a teacher.

Dadzawa activate 👁👁

I absolutely adore dadzawa PLSPLSPLS THIS APP NEEDS MORE DADZAWA!! WE DESERVE MORE DAMNIT 🛐

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #dadzawa #aizawa x reader #platonic #platonic relationships #mha fluff #mha #bnha fanfiction #bnha fluff #minoru mineta #cancel mineta

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teenandbeyond · 9 months

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Shota Aizawa x Fem. Black Reader

I wrote this to flesh out the possible relationship between Aizawa and an OC for my fanfic.

Want more from me? 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

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🐱Beauty at the Café🐱 (MHA or My Hero Academia)

Warning(s): Reader is a rich MILF (Kid is in his class), Bold=English

You and Aizawa have frequent meet-ups at a quaint little cat café...it's about time you met his friend Present Mic...

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The first time you ran into each other was purely coincidence.

He heard of this newly opened cat café that was popular, yet somehow quiet and far from packed.

And he liked cats, so why not check it out?

You sponsored the café due to the owners being young, you wanted to support them as a fellow cat lover and owner. They wanted you to try out all their dishes for your opinion.

You noticed him as he sat down at a table next to yours.

"Oh. That you Eraser head?"

He slowly turned his head, recognizing the voice, "Ms. [Last Name]."

You leaned your head on a fist with a pearly white smile, "I'm both surprised and unsurprised to see you here."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked dryly.

"You kinda seemed like a cat kind of man, that's all. Funny we ran into each other, though."

"What are you doing here? This isn't usually the area people in your class enjoy."

You chuckle, "Even the rich like cheap when we're modest—But actually, I'm here on business."

"Business. Sounds about right for the richest woman in the world," he turned his attention to a soft-looking Birman.

"Cinnamon."

"What?"

"That's her name. Cinnamon."

"Oh."

Eventually, he would sit at your table with you. And eventually the length of conversation grew.

Once he realized you weren't some snobby rich lady, he was quite a bit more comfortable with you. But he wasn't too surprised, your daughter acted far from spoiled. Had no idea she was a rich kid until he met you and learned you were her mother.

He was glad one of his favorite students had a good parent to match.

And even though he didn't want to admit it, he was really starting to warm up to you.

He wasn't the biggest fan of the business suits, heels, and overall made up look. He wasn't one to care about appearance that much.

But your coiled hair, thick and natural...

He loved the feeling of freeness it gave off, it took away the intimidating classiness that clashed against his...he didn't know.

And he supposed you weren't always dressed to work, sometimes he saw you in casual and steetwear. Baggy clothes, tees with the faces of old rappers, heavy boots and cardigans.

He admittedly liked when you wore comfy clothes better.

But he thought you could pull of anything.

You best accessory to him other than your hair was your smile. Which was saying a lot coming from a guy who wasn't the happy type.

But there was a problem.

Someone was onto him, noticing he was going out more.

Hizashi.

So Aizawa tried to be slick, hide you from him...

But he should've known his friend better than that.

"You don't need to come with me."

"I just wanna see what's so great, that has you coming here every other day! You never go out this much."

"I like cats."

"Sure, cats," the blonde smirked, "You met a woman there didn't you?"

"No."

"You did!" he gasped, "Is she there now?"

"I don't know."

"I want to meet her!"

"That's not necessary."

When Hizashi laid eyes on you, he had to lower his shades, he was in complete disbelief.

"Huh...she's actually very pretty."

Aizawa glared at his friend, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I just thought it'd be someone sadder-looking, like you. That seemed like it'd be more your type."

Aizawa can only sigh, then you happen to look up mid-bite.

You smile and wave to the familiar pro-hero as he approaches, "Hello, again, Aizawa. How've you been since the last time I saw you?"

He groans, sliding into the booth seat across from you, "Could be better. Got tailed this time."

You lean forward on a fist in intrigue, observing the person accompanying him, "You're a friend of Aizawa's...Present Mic, right?"

"You can call me Hizashi!"

You and Hizashi seemed to get along swimmingly, which made Shota feel both fond and annoyed at the same time.

Then he lost you both when you started speaking in English.

"Nah, there ain't no way!"

"Yeah, that's what he did," Hazashi was cackling like a hyena.

"That villain was tweakin'! What did he think you was finna do? Let him just do that? Crazy!"

Apparently when you were comfortable, your English became more casual. Aizawa thought it was cute.

Then he decided he did enough social interaction for one day.

But just as he and Hizashi went out the exit, he sharply turned to him.

"What?"

"Give me your phone real quick, Shota."

"Why?" he narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

"Just trust me."

"I'm not trusting that smile," but Shota gave it to him anyway.

Hizashi ran back inside and Aizawa impatiently waited until the blonde came out with a goofy grin, handing him his phone back.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"You can thank me later. And look, you already got a text!"

Aizawa looked down at his phone. Your name was on the screen and lo and behold, there was a single text.

'I had fun! It was nice to see you again Eraserhead o(^▽^)o'

"Whoa! Is that a smile I see?"

The minuscule smile was gone, "No."

"It waaas!" he gently elbowed his lonely looking friend.

"It wasn't.

"You think she's cuuute," he poked Shota's side.

"...Whatever."

"You didn't deny it! Who would've thought you could pull?

"Shut up, idiot.

'coffee's on me next time if youre up for it.'

#anime #bnha #bnha aizawa #mha #mha fluff #mha x reader #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #shota aizawa #aizawa #eraserhead #fluff #bnha x black reader #x black reader #black reader #mha x black reader #x black fem reader #black fem reader

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issie-https · 1 year

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Can you write smut hcs with Kurt

A-Z Headcanons

Kurt Cobain X Reader

A/n: hi everyone! Sorry I've been inactive for a few days, I'm working on all your requests❤️ Also, I found out the person that I like(romantically) likes me back!

Word count: 1034

Warnings: smut!!

Masterlist

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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

He's an absolute angel when it comes to aftercare. Never wants you to feel bad and also never wants to feel bad himself. He wouldn't go ott but back rubs and words of affirmation are always in store for you both.

B - Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)

He loves his hair, who doesn't?! It took a bit of convincing from you but after a while he finally realised you were right.

He loves everything about you. This man is a worshipping machine!

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

If you're not familiar with the rumour, Kurt used to "varnish" his paintings with his cum so... I don't think he has a problem with it🤷‍♀️

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

This man thinks about you 24/7 and he 1000% gets a boner from it. Not really a dirty secret but he is low-key obsessed w you.

E - Experience (how experienced are they)

I feel like he's experienced but because he respects women, if that makes sense. He's done his research let's say.

F - Favorite Position (self explanatory)

Literally any. He just wants you both to feel good and if it's missionary, fine. If it's standing up, fine.

G - Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment)

Depends again. If he wants to be goofy and crack jokes, he 100% will. But if he wants to be serious & romantic, he will be.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

Cannot decide. He might shave but also might just leave it, depends if he feels like it in the shower.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Our romance king❤️ he loves to be romantic. If you want to be rough, he will rough it up a little bit he prefers to be romantic. Defo holds hands during sex😩🫶

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

Turns him on if he catches you masturbating. If he wants to, he will but he prefers to do it with you. Like, it's not his first resort but it it comes to it then he will rub one out.

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dirty talk, public sex, maybe a slight breeding kink?, face sitting, mirror sex. I was thinking about kinks that Kurt might have but with him being a feminist and just a gut feeling, I didn't add them to the immediate list. I was thinking stuff like spanking, bondage, S&M or stuff like that but I honestly don't think he'd be all that into it.

L - Location (favorite place to do the do)

Bed. He isn't vanilla but he likes the closeness of being together in bed. It makes him feel safe with you. Also maybe the kitchen on the worktop or table🤷‍♀️ also wouldn’t say no to a little shower sex here and there🤫

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

Anything you do. That man worships you like you're a fucking goddess! You could be wearing the baggiest of baggy clothes(Adam Sandler) and have super greasy hair and have fucked up makeup and he's got a boner because of you.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

Anything that would hurt you. He was the most sweetest soul on this fucking planet so you can't change my mind that he wouldn't want to hurt you. Might make an exception if you ask him to spank you🤫

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills)

Prefers to go down on you and make you feel good because it makes him feel worth it. Wouldn't say no if you sucked him off once in a while🤷‍♀️

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual)

Fast and sensual. Cannot change my mind.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

Prefers to have long, drawn out sex. Wouldn't say no to a quickie backstage though.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment)

Depends on what youse are experimenting with. If you're doing a new position, he's down asf. If it's something riskay, slightly hesitant but he wouldn't say no.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

If it's a time where he's slept well, can go for hours until you tap out. If he didn't get the best sleep, prefers one good round then will cuddle with you.

T - Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Probably has some vibrators for you. Likes when you use them on yourself if he's on tour nor away from you.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Doesn't love it. He might tease you by pretending to fuck you when you bend down to grab something or something like that.

V - Volume (how loud are they)

Have you heard Kurt? He's either grunting or moaning until the birds die. He will never be silent because he likes you to know you're making him feel good.

W - Wild Card (get a random headcanon)

Probably brags to Dave and Krist about him having sex with you. In relation to that, during interviews or stuff like that, he mentions you constantly(probs not sex stuff). Always saying stuff to Dave and Krist like, "we had sex last night, it was amazing". And in interviews he's like, "so my wife/fiancée/girlfriend, Y/n" or "y/n, my wife/gf/fiancée". Always brags about you no matter what.

X - X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants)

Not giant but not tiny. It's enough to satisfy you and make you see stars but not too much to the point where you need a new liver, yk.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Always horny. He doesn't always have a boner but he is 24/7 horny. If you tell him that you're horny, he then gets a boner.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

Once again, if he slept well the night before, he stays awake and lets you sleep on his chest while he smokes a cigarette but if he got a shits night sleep, he's out like a fucking light.

#nirvana #kurt cobain #dave grohl #krist novoselic #bleach #nevermind #incesticide #in utero

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diaco1968 · 2 years

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The knight in the baggy shirt

Dylan x Gender neutral reader

TheQuarry, Dylan is infected

A mix of the Nick&Abi pool scene and the Dylan and Katelyn scrapeyard scene but with you and Dylan ;)

Your foot slipped on the wet metal step unable to stop your momentum from jumping off the magnet grapple, almost toppling face first onto the stairs ,but a strong arm wrapped around your abdomen pulling you back into a firm figure, breath hitching from the force and the impact, your hand shooting up to grab the forearm wrapped around you for reassurance. You did expect him to be lean but didn't expect him to be toned and firm under his baggy loose clothes.

"Oh wow I almost broke my neck... thanks."

The nose poking around in your hair had you realise just how close he was holding you, you were very much engulfed by Dylan's body and he was sniffing in your hair. His right arm was wrapped around your abdomen all the way from your right and resting on your left hip, still in the same position as he caught you from falling, pressing your back into his chest.

"...Dylan?"

"You smell great... so sweet..." he rasped lowly in your ear with a serious voice very unlike his usual carefree friendly voice and you felt the hair on the back of your neck stand on edge, as your fingers wrapped tightly around his wrist trying to pull it off of you slowly. It wasn't the same sweet voice he had charmed you with when he pecked your lips tenderly next to the campfire after everyone else had left.

"...uh...thank-"

"I wonder if I could take a bite."

He said it in a way that if you weren't paying attention you would pass it off as a very normal thing to say.

"...what the fuck dude?..."

You had heard these words before not too long ago right before Nick had turned into one of those nasty things, you knew this wasn't Dylan talking, especially since you felt his teeth scarpe on your skin as his jaws started closing around the side of your neck. You raised your hand slowly in his field of vision as a sign of submission, knowing he can't even see the fear in your eyes.

"Dylan," your voice came out as a quiet whisper, his teeth started pressing into your neck harder.

"You are hurting me..."

His fingers twitched on your hip, his grip ever so slightly tightening. After a long pause he let go of your neck and pulled his teeth away from it, resuming his much taller normal posture instead of looming over you and started speaking again, his voice now more like himself.

"... you should probably get away from me then... cause you're smelling very ... uh... edible right about now..."

You tried to pull his arm off you again but he was gripping you just as firmly as before.

"I would, if you... you know? Let me go."

As if realising his actions just now he pulled his arm off you and took a step back defensively holding his hands up in surrender. His yellow eyes gleaming in the light, even more prominent while surrounded by the dark bags under his eyes.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... um... whatever that was that I was doing..."

"It's okay..." it kinda wasn't really, your heart was still beating in your throat. But you knew it wasn't really his fault, so no point guilt tripping him.

"No it's not... I really mean it... I think you should go... what if I can't control myself next time?"

You looked around at the scrapeyard fear gripping you.

"No way! I'm not going back alone! It's almost an hour walk! In the woods! All alone?! Hell no..."

"I don't want to hurt you!"

"Better you than whatever is out there!"

Heavy silence fell over the two of you as you stared each other down before he finally sighed and rubbed his hand over his face giving in.

"Okay... okay...that's a problem...so? I saw a cabin thingy in that corner... we could go there and that way... that way you will have a bit of defense, if I...uh..."

"Yeah... great."

"Alright let's go then."

He started heading off and you followed him.

"Dylan?"

"Yeah... yeah?"

"Thanks... I really don't want to go alone..."

"It's okay, let's just hope, you won't regret this..."

***

Inside the cabin after a not so long discussion, with his own agreement and for your safety you decided to lock him in a separate room with a metal door.

And for a long time it looked like a good idea.

Until a giant man decided to show up and look for you. A giant man you got to know to be Bobby Hackett.

"I am not going anywhere with you! Fuck off!"

"That's not very nice to say."

The little bit of barricade you had managed to make in front of the door crumbled with each kick or shove Bobby did on the other side and soon enough he was inside launching his body at yours and in the last moment deciding to instead grab you by the neck and haul you over to the door as you kicked and struggled to get free; all the while Dylan watching through the fenced glass window of the door.

His voice loudly pleading with your persuer was muffled by the closed door as he was struggling with the lock to open it and come to your aid.

"Hey man!... C'mon... pick someone your own size or something... at least..."

"I asked daddy and he said to bring this one to the house. And that's what I am going to do. You might be next too."

You managed to break free after you bit Bobby's arm, scrambling towards the room Dylan was stuck inside. Your throat was feeling hoarse from the force Bobby's grip had on your neck.

"Ow! Did you infect me? Never been bitten before, come here!"

"(Y/N)! This way! Let me out."

You turned around once you reached the door to face Bobby approaching, hands searching blindly behind you for the handle as you watched Bobby make his way towards you. Finally finding it you unlocked the door, which flung open behind you before you could push it or lean away from it, your weight making you fall backwards on your butt.

Dylan had literally pried the door open and with a feral growl his figure flew from above you across the room slamming into Bobby and knocking him out of the door and out of your view.

You couldn't help but to shuffle backwards more inside the room, still sitting on the ground paralyzed with fear. What just happened wasn't at all like Dylan; getting physical with someone that big and buff? And what was the deal with the growl... was he losing it already?

You could hear them struggle for a while but in the end Bobby seemed to have gotten out of it alive as he ran off with heavy footsteps, calling for his dad on the walkie talkie.

You could feel your heart beat in your throat as you heard much lighter footsteps coming back towards the room.

His gleaming yellow eyes was the first thing you recognized as he appeared in the doorway. His expression was his usual nonchalant smirk, but in total contrast with his sick looking face. He looked like he was in pain but was holding it back. And as scared as you were from him turning, you couldn't help feeling sympathy towards him.

"Do I perhaps... get a reward for my bravery? You know saving the... uh... person in distress and all?"

As terrified as you were, his familiar quiet tone made you feel a bit easier.

"I could perhaps reward my," you had to get over the huge cringe that threatened to break loose before continuing, "knight? In shining armor? Or loose baggy shirt more like..."

"Would appreciate if you stopped underselling..."

"Yea, you're right. What do you want, Knight?"

"I say we should pick up where we left off at the campfire...rudely interrupted by screams of terror and despare... I wasn't finished. Not even close..."

You stared at him for a few seconds mouth opening and closing, having nothing to reply.

"Are you... you're not serious, right?"

"Yeah, no... I kinda am. Who knows, we might die or something... I don't wanna regret things I didn't get to do... so? You in? Orrr...?"

He was standing over you by the time he stopped talking and his hand was held out for you to take and get up.

Your mind was racing. You were into him, he had a point, but was this situation the right time and place? You had just witnessed the calm and friendly Dylan aggressively launch himself at a way bigger man. What if he was going to turn soon.

But what if you would never get to do this...

"I guess I'm... in..."

Your hand had already subconsciously stretched out and grabbed his waiting one without you even noticing it, so he pulled you up with ease letting go of your hand as soon as you were on your feet.

"Oh well, let me show off my new superpower a little."

"Your wha-! Dylan!"

His hands had reached out grabbing your waist and hoisting you up against the wall like you weighed nothing more than a pencil, your immediate reaction was to shoot your arms out around his shoulders and when he stepped closer, pressing you further to the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist too.

"Cool, right? Should've seen the look on that guy's... what was it?... Bobby? Yeah that's what the guy in the walkie talkie called him...whatever, when I pushed him across the yard, Easily 10feet away!"

You were staring in his yellow eyes in awe as he spoke as if everything was normal, as if he wasn't bitten and turning into a blood thirsty beast, as if he wasn't pressing you to the wall, his body so close you could feel everything; his heartbeat against your own, his oddly minty breath on your face, his excitement...between your legs...

You were sure the heat creeping up your neck was very visible even in the darkness of the room.

"You're kinda making me shy staring at me like that..."

"Oops, sorry... not every day you get to see a soon to be wolf tell you violent things he did to the big bad stranger with such excitement... don't even get me started on those big yellow eyes..."

You moved your hand to card your fingers through his hair.

"Big eyes to see you better with..."

Your eyes drifted from his eyes to his lips and before you could reply his lips crashed over yours shyly, but passionately.

You could get used to this half Dylan, half beast.

Too bad you didn't know if either of you would make it out of this alive.

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#the quarry #dylan lenivy #dylan lenivy x reader #dylan x reader #dylan x gender neutral reader

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silent-raven13 · 12 days

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My BF's reaction of my outfit!

Miles turned on his Smartphone Live having to show off his outfit in the mirror. Now, normally he wears sportswear outfits or baggy big clothing to fit his streetwear styles. His go-to outfit is a simple tee, with an oversize sweater, some workout pants and his Nike pair Jordans. His favorite big brands are Nike, Hoka One One, New Balance, and so on.

So this time he wanted to see his boyfriend's reaction, and to see if he would feel some type of way if he leaves with the outfit he decided to wear today.

The Spdr So-City Live shows many followers went to watch his Live. He smiles at the mirror showing off a very tight shoulder less crop-top with a famous anime figure on it, then had a tight jeans that were low waisted to show off his v-shape from his lower abdominal, even got his hair done into pretty thick twists. He smiles at the camera, "Let see how he reacts." And spray cologne on himself before taking the camera with him to record.

The camera aimed at Miles' face showing a bit of skincare and a light lip balm and his septum showing off a cute yellow gem in the middle. The camera switch to him going through his apartment to find his boyfriend chilling at the dining table having to fix his electric guitar's strings.

"Bae, I'ma go out for a second. I need to buy some milk." Miles's voice spoke up having his boyfriend's attention. Hobie still busy fixing the strings on his guitar. "You can stay, it'll be quick!"

"Alright, Sunflower." This time Hobie glances over to his boyfriend going back to work- Wait... he had to do another take. When he noticed his Sunflower wearing a very revealing outfit, his eyebrows narrow being confused. "Wait, luv."

Live Chat:

Gwen: Hahaha, Hobie is having a heart attack 😂

Pavtri: Now, Miles 🤨 why ur gonna make him panic like that!

Jess: Hahaha 😂

Ben: 👀

Margo: Whelp...

Miles looks at his punker all innocently, "Yeah, bae?"

"Where did you say you're going?" Hobie asked as his eyes were on the high crop-top and very low waist jeans, even he fix his hair and lotion up his body. Do-Do he smell cologne?

"I'm going to get some milk at the bodega..." He answered so innocently, being confused. "What? What's wrong?"

Hobie laughs in disbelief, then crosses his arms, "What bodega?"

"The one down the block, bae."

"Ha! Nah, I'm comin' with you, luv." He went to get his Smartphone and jacket, then laughs again.

"What? No, bae. I'm just going to the bodega. You can stay here." Miles tries to hold back his laughter seeing the way his boyfriend stood having his hand on his hand, he raised one eyebrow.

"This..." Hobie's hand hover in mid-air at Miles' outfit, "Your going to wear to go to the bodega? That's it? No where else?"

"Wha?" Miles looks down at his outfit, "Bae, is something wrong with this?" He present himself having his hips stick out more being confused. "I thought I look cute."

"Luv, you look lovely- fantastic," Dare he say sexy! His Sunflower always dressed comfortable and cute, not like this. So this is making him confused why his boyfriend wants to suddenly dress up just to go to a Bodega! "Your PENG!"

"Awe, then there shouldn't be a problem?" Miles hums seeing the way his punker's face winced with a frown. "What? What's wrong, baby?"

"Mm, it's just..." Hobie rub his neck, because he wasn't sure if he would feel some type of way, "You don't wear this to go to the Bodega, luv."

"So? I wanted look good."

"Good? For who?'

"For me, duh, bae!" Miles explain.

Hobie shook his head, "No. I know you, you don't wear this to the bodega! Who you're meeting up with?" He couldn't help but speculate this situation, seeing his Sunflower all dressed up didn't sit well.

"Bae, you always said clothes are all about freedom of expression. I'm expressing my feminine side, and embracing my queerness!" Miles happily said.

The punker pressed his lips together trying to find the right words. He do believe in those ideas. One can dress how ever they want as long it's them being their true selves. "Ye-yeah, I said that."

"Then, I'll get going." Miles hums.

"What are you getting, again?" He asked with his hands in his back pockets.

"To go get milk."

Hobie laughs again with a nod, "Ah, I see. Okay, I'm gettin' my jacket." He went over to his Sunflower's room to get his leather jacket.

"What?" Miles stood confused as he sat down having the camera's face his boyfriend going into his room to get his letter jacket. "Bae, I can go by myself."

"Hahaha!" Hobie came out of his Sunflower's bedroom putting on his leather jacket then spray cologne on himself, "Oh yeah? Neva have I heard of yuh buyin' milk at the Bodega! You neva got milk, so I know it must be a lad that your tryin' to impress!"

"Impress? Bae, I told you I wanted to dress up. And I'm buy milk because I'm plannin' to make brown butter chocolate chip cookies for Billie!"

The punker shook his head as he fix his head while looking at a mirror in the small hall that's placed, "Mm, yeh! Now I'ma see who's this bloke is. Watch, he gon see me and fucking regret it. What did he say to yuh that got you dressing like yur at Woodstock?"

Live:

Peter: Honestly, Brown Butter Chocolate chip cookies sounds amazing. Save me some plzz Miles 🤤

Jess: I know. I low-key want the recipe! 👀 Miles send me it.

Ben: I want some cookies!

Kitty: Me too!

Kaine: Buying a gallon a milk at the Bodega is very common? Or am I wrong?

Gwen: Easier than going all the way to a supermarket. 😂 I swear Hobie is like a needy puppy, he needs to be around Miles 24/7. Dude, is gonna scary the non-existant "bloke"

Peni: 😂 he's ready to fight an invisible man!

Pavtri: Not Hobie telling Miles, he's dress for Woodstock! That's insane!

Miles chuckles at the Live's comments, then saw his boyfriend being ready to go to the Bodega. "Bae, relax. I'm only getting milk."

"Luv, I'm going. No matter what you say! People need to know your with me!" Hobie is about to spread the message being ready to fight anyone for his Sunflower.

His boyfriend giggles, "Bae, your opinions are always changing when it comes to me."

"Of course, I'm your man! I gotta be protective of you!" Hobie said to his partner.

Miles giggles before kissing his man, "Awe, love you, bae!" Hobie happily kisses his back being super happy.

Later at the Bodega after ending the Live:

Hobie follows his Sunflower giving every man a nasty threatening look or anyone catching glimpse of Miles. Miles bought a gallon of milk, being worried for his boyfriend to fight any man that looks at him.

At the cashier, it was a young man and happily saw Miles, "Hey, man. Lookin' good." Then stop seeing the punker glaring daggers at him, he put his arms around his Sunflower's shoulder. "Uhh, that'll be $4.50."

Miles was about to pay until Hobie took a twenty dollar bill, and place it on the counter. "Here ya go." The Punker didn't leave his intense eye contact on the male cashier who quickly gave him the receipt and his change. Hobie wraps his arm around Miles' waist, and took the bag with the gallon of milk, "Thanks, bruv. Have a good day." He threw a peace sign as the two walk away.

Miles can only give an apologetic look at the cashier. Next time, he'll dress to his comfortable clothing. "Bae, you didn't have to be mean like that."

"He was checkin' you out, luv." Hobie kisses him on the cheek, "Mwah, luv you!"

"Also, where did you get money?" Miles asked being curious at how his boyfriend got his world currency.

"Heh, don't worry about it, luv." Hobie merely grins.

"You took it from Ganke's wallet, didn't you?"

"Noooo!" His punker chuckles, "I swear, luv."

Miles stare into his boyfriend's eyes, "You asked my dad for money?"

"What do you take me for?" Hobie laughs in amusement, "Trust me, luv."

"Mmm, okay." His Sunflower pouts.

"Sunflower, let's go to that new Haitian restaurant! I'm a bit famished!" He said as he snuggle close as they walk to the new Mom and Pop Haitian restaurant. "I'm buying!"

"Alright, bae. I've been wanting us to try this place!" His Sunflower smiles at him with that bright beaming smile that Hobie loves so much. The two went for lunch trying the new spot, and they loved it.

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spiderman #across the spider verse #spider verse #fanfic

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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May I please request headcanons for Odd, William, Yumi, and Ulrich reacting to their female S/O getting into shape and losing weight which causes her to become more confident in herself?

Oooh ♥️

Ulrich

He noticed that you never really had any type of self esteem in a loving or happy manner towards yourself and he would always compliment you and shower you with love every time he saw you and spent the day or night with you

You weren't really big but not stick thin either but in the middle where you were a little bigger than others but mostly still smaller than many others as well but that didn't matter to him

He would see you running on the track field with Odd in between classes during the week and swimming with William and Yumi but what he didn't see or know was that you would go to a gym a couple of blocks away from campus and exercise for 2-4 hours whenever you weren't in class,doing homework,helping the others on lyoko or with XANA,and slowly getting into both Korean and Japanese martial arts

Soon he noticed how much happier and relaxed around people you were than before but also confident wearing shorts and crop tops whenever it was really hot out when classes weren't happening occasionally sporting a tank top outside of gym class and even wearing a couple of different sun dresses both to and outside of classes

One day the two.of you were spending the night at your home while your family was out of town as you did every time when it was just you at home and while you were quietly listening to music he looks over and tells you "I'm proud of you and I love you" you smile giving him a peck on his lips making him turn bright red

Yumi

She could always tell that you had problems with your self esteem always doing everything in her power to just make you smile and not think of the self bashing you always did to yourself

She knew one big insecurity you had was your weight but her and the others didn't think anything bad of you and you weren't crazy big you were just a bit bigger than others but your weight was normal

As time went on from meeting,becoming friends,and started dating that she noticed a slow change in you starting with how you talked about yourself in a more positive and self loving manner

You started changing from loose fitting and mostly baggy clothes to more fitting and revealing clothing that enhanced the curves of your body but didn't show any skin

You also started wearing more shirts with straps on your shoulders and dresses whenever it was hot

Soon your dates went from studying,watching movies,and having lunch together to swimming,dance classes,and spending the day in the park dressed up in shorts and tank top or a loose fitting dress

The two of you were at her house for the week with her family while your family was out of town visiting a family friend playing video games and joking with her brother and helping her parents even when you didn't have to

You were reading comics laying against her Totoro while she was channel surfing the tv looking over at you then laying beside you holding you making you smile "I'm glad your starting to love yourself I'm proud of you" the two of you share a kiss and continue reading just before her parents quietly peek in smiling that their daughter found someone she cares so much about and hoped the two of you shared your futures with each other

William

He could tell that you never really had any positive self view of yourself which hurt him and made him wish he could show you how he and the others saw you

He would always try to do little things to make you feel loved and know that he cared about you from leaving little notes under your door,carrying your favorite snacks and candy bars on him,always helping you with math and history when you were getting overwhelmed and frustrated,saving you a seat by him at breakfast before first period,always saying how pretty or beautiful you looked in your outfits,and spending nights in your room or taking you to his room to watch movies

He noticed how you started doing more gym time for extra credit but also to help with your weight and self esteem

He soon noticed how you would wear crop tops or cropped jackets in and out of class,dresses that fitted your figure perfectly,and tank tops that defined your shoulders and collarbones and wore amazing outfits that enhanced your features making him catch his breath and his heart stop

The two of you were eating beside a pond not far from campus just spending time with each other away from teachers and other students especially sissi who never failed to bully you in some way

"You changed for the better and I'm glad that you're happier and seeing yourself in a much healthier way and I'm really happy for you and proud" he kisses your cheek making you giggle as the two of you head back placing a kiss on his forehead making him almost fall over his own feet

Odd

He may seem like he didn't pay attention but he certainly knew how you secretly scratched your skin until it became red and chewing on your nails until your nails were short and little bits of skin hanging on the sides of your fingers

He hated how you talked bad about yourself to Aelita knowing that she wouldn't tell anyone even odd thought she wanted to many times after hearing what you would say about yourself

He not only saw you start to get in a better mental and emotional state but he also helped you get into a better mindset and gain confidence even to where you'd started snapping at Sissi whenever she would give you a hard time

He always gave you a compliment or kiss you on your face making you turn to jelly and giggle at how by being in a dress or different outfit he just always smiles at how you show your confidence and newfound self esteem

Every time he sees you he always has to show you off to anyone around even teachers who just smile and giggle at the two of you and he always hugs you saying your the prettiest human in the world

The two of you were dancing and listening to music in your living room while your parents were out running errands and soon the two of you were watching a movie "You're the best thing to happen to me and I am very proud of you being you" you turn red laughing and he starts tickling and kissing all over your face

#code lyoko x reader #william dunbar x reader #odd della robbia x reader #yumi ishiyama #ulrich stern #code lyoko #odd della robbia #ulrich stern x reader #william dunbar #yumi ishiyama x reader

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thestargirlfromoon · 1 year

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Saeran x Reader

Rainy nights are for bubble bath,

hot chocolate and horror movies.

One shot

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Summary:

Saeran and you on a rainy night take a bubble bath together and watch horror movies while drinking hot chocolate, Mc can't help but laugh to see Saeran acting like a scared rabbit after Seven pranked them both.

Saeran and I were heading back to his and Saeyoung's house after a rain shower, Saeyoung was traveling so it was just the two of us.

He hurriedly unlocked the door for us to get out of the rain as quickly as possible to get in, it was already 10 pm and it was cold.

As soon as we entered in the house, Saeran put the picnic basket on the couch (since we didn't have time to eat everything because of the sudden rain) and asked me to accompany him to pick out a change of clothes.

He gave me a towel, baggy pants, and one of his long-sleeved shirts, when he said he would heat the bath water for me i stopped him holding his hand.

-Something wrong angel? He looked at me a little confused.

-Uh...well...I felt embarrassed, how could I say I wanted us to take a shower together? Our relationship hadn't reached that level of intimacy yet.

-Can we... shower together this time? I asked uncertainly looking at the floor.

-O-Of course. Saeran said, when I lifted my gaze to him, Saeran gave me a small smile and looked a little nervous, we both knew we have some issues with our bodies.

I started to wonder if it was really a good idea, I wouldn't feel good if he saw my body in the light and I doubt Saeran would feel comfortable showing his since it was nothing new that he was still in the acceptance process, i hadn't thought this part, how stupid I am.

-Is everything ok? If you've changed your mind, no problem. Saeran said worried at my sudden silence, when I denied it and said I wanted to if he was comfortable with it, he kissed my hand gently and told me to hold on for a moment because he would prepare everything.

I think Saeran realized that I was insecure, because after he came back to call me after preparing our bath, the bathtub was quite foamy with some fragrant flowers and near the bathtub there were some candles, it wasn't totally dark but the foam and the lighting were enough to hide the body well,creating a comfortable atmosphere.

When I told him I was going to get undressed, Saeran turned around and tell me to let him know when I got into the tub so he could undress too, when I entered in the bathtub i warned him and i closed my eyes to give him space, when he finally got into the tub he told me I could open, we stood for a moment facing each other comfortably.

-It's all so fragrant. I broke the silence smiling as I took one of the petals in my hand in the bathtub.

-Yes, and it made a lot of foam. He smiled and took some of the foam in his hand in an adorable way.

After a while we completely relaxed in each other's presence. When we finished showering and dressed I went to sit on the couch while Saeran went straight to the kitchen.

I observed through the window that the rain was even stronger, the sound was very pleasant.

-My love you can choose the movie, I'm heating the chocolate.Saeran said from the kitchen.

-Okay. I replied and started searc.

Suddenly an idea crossed my mind, how would Saeran react to a horror movie? Saeyoung had told me once that when he asked Saeran to watch something, he accepted but when he found out it was a horror movie he made an excuse to not watch it. I couldn't help but giggle, wondering what his reaction would be.

-What's with that giggle?what are you planning angel? Saeran said and when I turned my gaze to him, he was smiling an amused smile as he held our two matching mugs. His hair was wet, he looked so cute.

He handed me my mug of the hot chocolate he had prepared.

He sat on the couch and opened the basket putting what he had prepared for the picnic earlier on our plates.

-Well, have you chosen what we're going to watch? Saeran asked curiously as he handed me my plate.

-Yes...horror. After I said that I noticed that Saeran swallowed hard.

-Uh...right. He said putting a piece of cake in his mouth.

-But if you're afraid we can watch another one. I provoked amused with the situation willing to change the movie if he wanted to.

-You can put it. Saeran curled up on the couch, I ended up letting out a laugh because he was so adorable, he looked like a scared bunny although he was trying his best not to show it.

I patted his head to reassure him.

-Well when the horror ends you can choose whichever one you want how about?

-Could it be the Phantom of the Opera? He asked excitedly, he didn't even look like he was scared a second ago.

-Of course. We smiled at each other and I played the movie.

I started to drink my hot chocolate, every minute that passed, the movie got more and more tense, there was a hint of suspense and that gave us a few moments of fright.There was a moment when we heard extremely loud thunder outside just when it was happening a scene in the movie where the young lady enters in the haunted house with a flashlight and see your boyfriend all bloody, Saeran and I jumped with the thunder sound.

he hold my arm and looked at me with scared eyes.

We started laughing nervously with the timing of the thunderstorm and turned our attention to the movie again.

“Mc…are you scared?” Saeran asked me as she clung to my arm as if his life depended on it.

-O-Of course not. I denied it, I watched a lot of horror movies before but the sudden thunderstorm really scared me. That's what you get when you watch horror movies at night when it's raining after all.

For a moment i thought about asking Saeran to change the movie and watch the movie he chose right away but I didn't want to show that I was scared after having joked so much about the fact that he was fearful when it came to these movies.

When I least expected it, the lights suddenly went out.

-W-what was that? Saeran asked.

-I think there was a power outage. I tried to stay calm.

-Then why is the TV still on? He pointed at the TV.

-I don't know, maybe Saeyoung put a power generator in the television or something? I replied.

The sound of rain was getting stronger outside, we were silent going back to watching the movie when we started to hear a macabre laughter.

-I will devour the soul of both of you hahahaha. The owner of the evil laugh put his hand on our shoulders.

I jumped off the couch scared as hell while Saeran screamed, in desperation I threw the TV remote into the unknown shadow.

-Get out of here you demon! I screamed scared.

-Lololol this is how you receive the defender of justice? The owner of the voice who was none other than Saeyoung said with a fake tearfully, pouting while rubbing his forehead where the control hit him.

-Saeyoung! I exclaimed angrily.

-Hehehehe hello.He said making a dramatic pose.

-You came back from the trip early huh, you really caught us. I said more relieved.

I turned my gaze to Saeran who was quiet and my eyes widened when I saw he was paralyzed and there were tears in his eyes.

-Saeran dear, everything is fine! I hugged him to comfort him from the fright.

-Damn Seven you traumatized him. I said as I stroked Saeran's hair.

-Sorry brother, i didn't mean to make you cry Saeyoung said shocked because he didn't expect such an intense reaction.

-It's okay. Saeran finally spoke again while drying the corner of his eyes.

-Saeyoung how long ago did you arrive? I asked.

-It's been a little, i don't think it's been an hour since I arrived, I went straight to my room because I didn't want to disturb the lovebirds lol.

Saeran sighed and started to laugh. Saeyoung and I stared at him confused.

-You should have seen your face, did you really think the control would hurt a supposed ghost? Saeran told me while laughing looking at Saeyoung's now swollen forehead.

-Hey at the moment of despair was the only thing that came to mind. I snorted and laughed.

-I'll put ice on my forehead, defender of justice leaving. Saeyoung left dramatically while rubbing his forehead.

-Remind me to never watch horror movies again when Saeyoung is around. I said and Saeran nodded laughing.

-Let's watch the Phantom of the Opera? He asked still laughing.

-I would love to. I hugged him and catch the control that by a miracle was still working and we started watching.

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faulty-writes · 2 years

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hello!!! can i request Iida x reader who dress more "boiysh" like(maybe you can call it tomboy ig). bonus if she have short hair(maybe like armin's from season 4 aot). thank you. take care of yourself!!!

[ Another request for my boy Iida. Sounds interesting. ]

"Kindly cease speaking ill of Y/n!" Tenya exclaimed, stepping in front of Katsuki with his hand chopping through the air as per usual. "Pff," the angry blond tilted his head back with a smirk. "Think you can tell me what to do four eyes?" he crossed his arms and glared at Tenya while you stood behind him watching.

Once in a while, the general studies department would clash with the hero department and this would result in a few students starting fights with one another. But in this particular case, Katsuki seemed to be targeting you solely because you had a masculine or "tomboyish" appearance.

Tenya narrowed his eyes, obviously annoyed by the disrespect that you were receiving. You had never seen someone who was so dedicated to their role as class president but somehow it fit his persona as a hero. Still, you couldn't help but press your hands against your chest and glance at the floor.

You wanted to say something or at least tell Tenya it was okay even though it wasn't. Luckily Eijirou jumped in at the last second, placing his hands on Katsuki's shoulders. He gave a soft chuckle before saying, "Come on Bakubro," which immediately caused the blond to grind his teeth together.

"There's nothing wrong with looking manly! After all, it's not the clothes that make someone right?" the redhead announced with a smile causing your shoulders to slump. You knew he wasn't trying to insult you, he just happened to support masculinity in the most positive manner.

But the fact that wearing baggy hoodies and baseball shorts with sneakers caused you to get a lot of attention was just as annoying as when people asked why you didn't wear feminine clothes or why your hair was so short.

"I believe Bakugou was referring to Y/n's overall appearance," Tenya stated before turning his head to look at you. He did not see a problem with your appearance, apart from the fact that you were wearing pants as opposed to a skirt which somewhat clashed with his personal opinion on proper school attire.

Even so, your appearance was acceptable and he did not believe in judging others over something so trivial. "Yeah, whatever!" Katsuki snapped, rolling his eyes before he walked away with Eijirou. Tenya watched this display before turning around to face you.

"Forgive me," he said, politely bowing which somewhat flustered you. "N-no it's okay really!" you said with slight panic as you waved your hands rapidly through the air. "Hm?" he lifted his head, looking at you confused before leaning back up.

"I see," he tugged at his tie and cleared his throat. "Regardless of your opinion on this matter, a hero should not look down on others for such things as trivial as their appearance and I sincerely apologize on behalf of Bakugou and the students of Class 1-A," he stated, yet again bowing.

"Mm..." you latched onto your lip and glanced away. Once again, he leaned back up and looked at you. Your flushed cheeks immediately caught his attention and he tilted his head to the side. "May I ask if you are feeling unwell?" he questioned causing you to look back at him.

"Hm?" you said, uncertain of what he was talking about. "Your cheeks appear flushed," he said, oblivious to the fact he was the one that caused that reaction. "Um...Iida," you said, crossing your arms in front of your waist.

"Yes?" he responded, leaning closer to you. A tinge of shyness came over you before you shook your head. 'He's just another guy...' you told yourself before looking him in the eye. "Did you really mean what you said? You don't find the way I dress...weird?" you asked, making a cringe-worthy face.

Once again he seemed confused. "I'm afraid I do not understand the question. One's appearance is quite important," he pressed a hand to his chest. "However, who someone defines themselves as is quite admirable, and if your clothing choice and style of hair is who you are..." he trailed off, trying to think of the correct words.

"Then you should be proud. I admire your desire to be different and find you to be quite charming," he hesitantly reached out. "Pardon my touch," he commented before placing his hand on your shoulder. You couldn't help but tremble slightly and felt tingling course through your skin.

You tried to ignore this odd reaction and listened carefully to what Tenya had to say. "If you ever require assistance or find that Bakugou or any of the fellow students that attend this school are treating you with disrespect based on your appearance please inform me," he said in that deep heroic voice that made you tremble in response.

"Uh...y-yes!" you squeaked out, somewhat startling Tenya who took a step back while you clamped your hand over your mouth. You cursed your nerves and swallowed hard before nodding. "T-thank you Iida..." you said shyly before turning around.

"I gotta go now, bye!" you knew you were being rude by scurrying away, leaving Tenya with his mouth agape and his hand stretched out as if he wanted to call you back. But he was too much sometimes, granted you could see how great of a hero he'd make, and at least you now had someone who saw beyond your appearance.

#tenya x reader #iida x reader #tenya x you #iida x you #tenya x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x y/n #bnha x reader #faulty writes: tenya iida #faulty writes: tenya iida: one shot

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breadcheekstete · 2 years

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Can I request feedee yg with feeder sj?? 🥺🤍

I'M SO SO SOO SORRY I TOOK TOO LONG WITH THIS (óㅈò)" but here it is now, and i hope you enjoy it 🖤!!

i can picture yg growing, longing for sj the only way he knows: eating. sj is on a family trip to jeju with his parents and brother. he couldn't refuse and yg really tries to not make him feel guilty about it. but he's dissapointed.

not so long ago, maybe two months, they took a step further in their relationship. after sj found yg enjoying way too much his baking abilities, it was inevitable that a day more would pass without him noticing about his boyfriends naughty secret.

and to yg's surprise, he was more than okay with it, starting a little teasing every time they ate together. tasting the waters until yg was comfy enough to let go.

the first kilos were hard to gain, but when the first five came, the rest just followed with ease.

yg wanted his boyfriend to be there when he reached his current goal of getting 10kg heavier. but that stupid trip ruined his plan.

but yg is smarter, he promised himself to gain more than that, maybe 15kg to the least and prove sj he's more than capable to gain on his own without his stupid help and his absurdly good hand with bakery.

it's needless to say that yg was quite chubby before all this started, not fat yet he lingered more on the heavy side. with a pot belly and soft pecs and thighs that took a lot of room when he sits.

he knows a few recipes, and cooks for himself eagerly for the first week. but it's so tough, having to stay standing for so long, and taking so much time cooking to finish in mere minutes. it was a question of time for him to take hand of his favourite take outs.

even now that his clothes don't fit the same, and he's too embarrassed and turned on by the thought of having to go out with his pants unbuttoned and his belly oozing out of his once baggy tshirts. he had to start wearing the only sized up clothes he had in hand; seokjin's

the only problem is that not all his wardrobe works, since he's more of a shirt man, but it works all the same until the day sj finally comes back from the trip.

he hears the keys on the front door and yg jumps from his bed as fast as his big arse lets him. his bed cracks under him but is a normal occurrence now, so he doesn't pay any mind to that.

he's not wearing anything more than one of sj's shirts, with the buttons gapping at the bloat of his morning belly (not very smart to stuff himself so late at night) and a pair of old boxers that squeeze his ass and thighs.

so when sj opens the door, he's welcomed with a pleasant surprise. not that he knows yet by the way yg jumps to his arms for a hug, but he can tell his boyfriend is more than softer than when he left (and it doesn't have anything to do with the fact that his belly and moobs are squeezed to his body)

"welcome home, hyung."

"glad to be back. you seem to have kept yourself busy, huh? he pokes at his hip, it dips further than neither of them could imagine.

yg pulls back with a blush. he planned to get as big as possible but it wasn't his plan to gain 17'4kg so fast and so easily. who is he to say no to food, he's just a pure glutton. "maybe."

"that shirt looks so good on you, is it new?" sj teases, poking the pale skin exposed between every button.

"no, it's yours." yg confesses, feeling his round cheeks run hotter by the sensation of every gapping spot of the shirt. "i didn't want to go out in outgrown clothes and i don't have anything fancy that fits."

"nothing?" yg shakes his head. "i feel you've been more than busy during the past weeks, don't you?"

"i missed you…" his belly growls and he blushes further "...a lot."

"me too, baby. your belly seems more enthusiastic though. let's give it what it wants, yeah?" he offers, slapping it to watch it wobble.

one of the buttons gives up at that and yg can't help but whimper. "please."

sj takes the two bags of homemade food from the entry's floor (thanks, mrs kim) and smirks at the way yg gulps at the tempting scent. "well. let's see how much this needy pig can take."

// the end //

#bts feederism #chub kink #breadcheekstetefic

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