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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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Your writing is so good, I love it!! If I may, I'd like to request #16 size difference with Rindou Haitani please. I just love the way you write him ❤️🫶🏾

A/N: Okay so this actually was a little hard for me? Bc Rindou's only 5'8/5'9 and that's not very tall, so I kind of went size difference as in build? With how strong he is I can imagine he's a bit beefier? and the kink really is only on his end, so he's a lil cwazy. Thank you for the request, I hope this is okay and that you like it! Thank you so much for enjoying my work! MWUAH

Size Difference x Haitani Rindou

Rindou’s never thought much about his height. He’s never been the tallest in the room, he’s never been the shortest either. Conversations about height used to come up when he was in middle school, which were shortly crushed after he showed whoever was trying to run their mouth why his height doesn’t matter, not when he has the strength he does. Now, as an adult and Bonten executive it’s never brought up, there’s no reason to. It’s never been disadvantageous. He never cared. Even after he met you, it never really mattered much. Rindou was still a good foot or so taller than you.

What he did start to notice around you though, was his sheer overwhelming build. Rindou was strong, naturally, so thick arms and strong shoulders came with the territory. And you were so small, needing Rindou to pick up heavy boxes for you to open jars here and there. He remembers the look in your eyes the one time you asked him to pick up a corner of the couch so you can clean underneath it (he decided to flex more than he needed to just to see you salivate over him.) It started becoming difficult for Rindou to concentrate the more he thought about how delicate you were, how strong he really was around you, until he couldn’t take it anymore.

After a (particularly irritating--fucking Hanma) meeting with the rest of the execs he came home to the beautiful sight of you casually lounging on the sofa (in his shirt no less). “Hi baby” You chirped, noticing him at the door and bounced over to him for a proper greeting. You didn’t even get to kiss him before he hoisted you up from your knees and slung you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. “Rindou!” He heard you gasp over him, and instead of replying he gave a smack on your ass. “Bad day, help me make it better pretty girl?” You knew it wasn’t a real question.

“F-fuck, Rin, wait--aah,” it was starting to become harder to breathe, Rindou was so overwhelming around you, strong arms tossing you around on the bed like you weighed nothing. Hands splayed on the back of your thighs, fucking up into you so hard you felt the bed shaking. Rindou saw how his hands engulfed your thighs, how small you looked under him--it was driving him crazy. Wild eyes roamed your body underneath him, folded in half and squirming, looking up until he saw how fucked out you looked: eyes rolling back, brows furrowed, mouth open--drooling. You were a fucking sight. It wasn’t enough for him, so he leaned forward more, pressing your knees to the sides of your chest and covered you with his broad body. You couldn’t help the screams you let out, feeling him so deep in your swollen pussy you swore he was in your throat. “Feel me, beautiful? Feel how deep I am?” Rindou practically growled in your ear, he wondered if you could even process the words he was saying. You nodded, barely, whimpering and crying as he humped into you. “S’deep, Rin--fuck fuck fuck, too much--” You cried as your pussy creamed around him again, his thick cock rubbing against your walls so deliciously it had your head spinning.

“Fuck, pussy’s so good baby” Rindou stayed panting in your ear, only thrusting harder when he felt your delicate hands claw at his back. You could barely get your arms around him in this position, he only furthered his ravenous thoughts of how tiny you really were underneath him--how he could break you in half just like this. In an instant he was off you, your juices spilling onto his thighs as he grabbed hold of your hair and pulled you up, relishing in how easy it is to throw you around. Rindou practically dragged you up with him as he sat up against the headboard, turning you around and immediately shoving his cock back into you as he sat you down on his lap, no time to breathe in between. “G’na fuck you good, pretty.” He mumbled against your skin, kissing your shoulder before his arms looped around your thighs, trailing up and clasping behind your neck--fucking you in a full nelson. You couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move with how forceful and strong he was. If you could see him, you’d know Rindou was so far gone inside your cunt his pupils were dilated, jaw clenched and sweat dripping from his temples.

So small, so weak, so defenseless. Those words kept repeating inside his mind, telling him his sweet baby needed him, because she was so fucking defenseless against everyone, easily in harm’s way. “I got you baby, I got you.” He whispered against you, though you were so fucked out of your mind you couldn’t process anything anymore. All you could focus on was his thick cock, pumping in and out, in and out, abusing that gummy part of your walls that has you creaming and squelching, white ring all frothy around his base. “Fuck, g’na cum baby,” He panted like a dog, feet planted on the mattress and forcing you down to meet his thrusts, pumping into you until he couldn’t help himself and shot his load deep inside your walls, warm and sticky liquid keeping you stuffed full. Slowly, he let go of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and you trembled, still calming down from each orgasm he gave you.

You found enough strength to lift yourself off his softening cock, his cum flowing freely now out of your abused hole. “Sorry, baby--think I overdid it.” He murmured, chuckling to himself as he laid down with you to hold you a bit longer, he’d clean you up later. “S’okay, Rinnie...Just--warn a girl before you throw her into the wrestling ring, jesus christ.” He couldn’t help but belly laugh, forehead against your shoulder as he calmed himself.

“I’ll keep that in mind for the next round.”

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thegreencanary · 2 years

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can i request a billy hargrove fluff/angst oneshot? maybe where reader gets in his car after school crying and his brain goes brrrrrr *microwave noises* unsure what to do but reader says stupid jason carver was picking on her and a switch flips in him and he gets M A D ready to punch his face in??

Omg I got you boo I love a protective man and Billy is just *MWUAH*. I’ll try to keep it simple but this gave me a lot of good ideas. Might make a larger story later!

A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.

TW: Cursing and fighting

It was a dumb shirt, you knew wearing it to school was going to be a problem but the whole morning was a shit show so you didn’t have time to change. It was a really nasty shade of green and it fit you like a box. The sweatpants you decided to wear just made you look like you just rolled out of bed, because you had. Oversleeping makes one panic in the morning that’s for damn sure. School was just as bad, especially since Jason Carver woke up and chose you to be his victim today. All day he had been calling you names, knocking your books out of your hand and harassing you about your best friend. Billy was popular but Jason hated him, and because of your class schedule you barely got to see Billy during the day. Lunch time he was being held in a lunch detention for falling asleep in another class so Jason took the opportunity to throw apple juice at you. The day just sucked.

Finally the bell rang and you just wanted to go home, Billy usually took you but you didn’t want to wait for him because Jason was hot on your heels.

“Gonna run home and cry about how the big bad basketball players were mean to you today? Yeah? Wittle cry baby? You’re pathetic.”

You just pushed on outside, wanting to just go the fuck home.

“No wonder your dad died! I’d want to too if my daughter was a fat bitch like you!”

God. Damn. You. Jason. Your legs stopped working for a few moments. He just had to yell your business so the whole fucking school could hear it. Embarrassed tears streaked your face as you ran to the comfort of a certain blue Camaro. Billy wasn’t inside yet but you had his spare key; perks of being the best friend. You sat down and began crying so loud that when he opened his door you didn’t even hear it.

“….if you bleed on my seats you need to pay for it to be cleaned.”

Billy had no idea what to do. He’d only ever seen you cry once, and it was when your dad died. He usually was the one crying in front of you. You shot a glare at him through your tears.

“I’m not on my period idiot.”

“…so are you gonna tell me or are you gonna do the dumb girl thing where you just cry and make everyone else miserable too?”

Sometimes you questioned your friendship, and your secret love for him. He could be a real asshole.

“Jason fucking Carver. He’s been on my ass all day and then…he just…he said…something about my dad…”

Billy’s attitude switched immediately. He may have been an ass but he loved you. You knew him, all of him, and you didn’t judge him at all. You were always there for him; like when Neil got to physical and you patched him up in your bathroom, or when he got into a fight at a party and you got in Tommy’s face for trying to start shit when he was too drunk to fight. You were always in his corner.

“Finally.”

Billy threw open his car door and b-lined it to the fucking prick. You followed, not stopping him because part of you wanted to see Jason get his shit ROCKED.

“Well, Well. The ogre had her little boyfriend come and save the day.”

Jason laughed with his friends but Billy didn’t stop or slow down at all. He stormed right up to Jason and DECKED him. Jason fell back and you gasped, happy but surprised at the intensity of Billy’s punch.

“Yea well leave my girlfriend alone and you won’t have to see me again. If you fuck with her at ALL anymore, you’ll never walk again.”

Girlfriend? You were still stuck on that when Billy aggressively pulled you back towards his car. Jason could be heard groaning about a broken nose but you were focused on Billy.

“Ready?”

“Ready for what? What do you mean girlfriend? What the fuck happened back there??”

“I’ve been waiting for a reason to knock his dumb ass out. We’re basically already dating, I think you’re hot you think I’m hot don’t get your pantyhose in a twist.”

You were dumbfounded.

“You’re such a romantic Hargrove.”

You rolled your eyes, but Billy killed the car engine and sighed.

“Look, I want to take you on a date, like a real one and I want to be good to you the way you are to me; I just didn’t want to bring it up after I got into a fight. I wanted to ask you later. But since you’re being a brat about it, yeah. I want you to be my girlfriend.”

Jesus this boy was so dumb. You just laughed to yourself and nodded.

“Okay Billy. But you have to do this right. I’m not one of your groupies okay?”

He chuckled and eyed you.

“Oh I know. They dress so much better than you.”

“I WAS RUNNING LATE YOU FU—“

He shut you up with a way overdue kiss. This was going to be an interesting adventure.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy x reader #billy hargrove x female reader #billy stranger things #billy x you #billy could have been saved #billy deserved better #billy hargrove x you #stranger things

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randynova · 3 years

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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐎𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ♡ 𝐆𝐍! 𝐒/𝐎

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A.N.: I hope you enjoy these and this is what I feel would apply to Shirou. At the moment, I am not taking requests but when I do, I will announce it!

Also thank you, dear people, for liking my last NSFW headcanons! It really motivated to write this and made me feel better about my writing. I’m still gonna be inactive due to school but hey! My health is much better and I’m focusing on school at the moment.

Enjoy!

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Shiro is a 1,000 year old virgin and has no experience, but he knows a basic amount of knowledge about the world of sex and its wonders. Sort of.

But it’s only because he was so focused on the peace and happiness of his fellow beastmen that he neglected this aspect of himself. Plus, it never really came up and if it did, he got distracted with something else.

So imagine when he meets his S/O, who may or may not be experienced or know more about sex than him. If you do have experience, cool! You can show and lead him steadily into the unknown. If you don’t, that’s okay! This will be a learning experience for both of you and you’ll both be at roughly the same pace.

Shirou is mainly vanilla for a majority of the time, being interested mainly in love-making at first rather than just ‘fucking’. It takes time for him to move into having sex for other reasons; such as stress-relieving, for fun, to experiment, etc. Be patient.

At first, Shirou’s natural instincts do kick in and he’ll automatically resort to the traditional doggy-style position. But don’t worry, he does start going into other positions as more time passes.

His favorites are missionary, modified doggy-style/leapfrog, cowgirl/cowboy, and the chairman.

As time goes on, it’s discovered that Shirou is a bottom; please don’t argue with me on this. He’s between a power bottom and pillow prince. A perfect mix of wanting to show his S/O some pleasure and teasing them but also just sitting back and letting his S/O take the lead.

On the rare times that he tops, he has two preferences. Most times, he is still gentle but shows a possessive side and gets a bit rough. So prepare to be more sore than usual. I'll go more into detail in a bit. Very rarely does he get rough.

Shirou isn’t that kinky, I’m saying it now. As much as I love other fandoms, I just can’t see Shirou Ogami as being extremely kinky. He’ll have a few kinks that seem a bit extreme (no, not BDSM) but that is once he gets really comfortable with his S/O.

But keep in mind, people change and I might write him indulging in certain kinks if you guys want me to. Like, I’m pretty open-minded but for certain things.

There is a safe word and all sexual activity must stop once it’s used. Shirou decided it to be “Beast Peace” as it kind of goes with the situation; you want peace, he wants peace, we all want peace. There is also a safe word for outside use and it’s mainly used when someone is upset, the occasional arguing/fighting has gotten to be too much, or when one of them is in a dangerous or uncomfortable situation. It’s “Spring on Jupiter.”

Random SFW HC: He likes the song “Fly me to the Moon.”

Moving on, he has a praise kink. Tell him how good he’s doing, how handsome he is, how much you love him, how amazing it feels, and more. Hearing his S/O’s beautiful voice praising him in his most vulnerable state makes him feel euphoric and quite relaxed; it makes him feel loved.

He doesn’t really like dirty talk, but it’s mainly the degrading kind. His S/O can dirty talk to him only if they praise him while doing it. Once, his S/O tried the really dirty talk and he couldn’t take it, it actually hurt him a bit and he immediately stopped, using the safe-word.

If his S/O apologizes right away, he’ll forgive them. But if they don’t, he’ll be a bit cold and hurt for a while - he needs some alone time as being emotionally attacked while vulnerable made him feel threatened and attacked. He doesn’t wanna be hurt that way again.

Please, apologize right away if any slip ups do occur or else he’ll be emotionally distant for a bit.

He likes the occasional rough sex, as mentioned before. Maybe after a stressful day working to keep the peace in Beast City or just to let his pent-up emotions out somehow. This is the rare times he’ll top, like I mentioned before. He’ll ask before he does so though and if his S/O agrees, he takes them then and there. He likes doing it quick for a majority of the occasional times as he doesn't really like being rough with you.

Let’s say you’re in the library.

Shirou pulls his pants and underwear down hastily, doing the same to you as he bends you over the couch’s arm. He quickly plunges himself into you, drilling his hips at an inhuman speed and relishing in the way your walls wrapped so snugly against his pulsing cock. One hand brushes against your hips, digging his nails into your skin while the other trailed over to your nether regions. The beastman quickly began to stimulate your sacred parts, his nimble fingers working wonders and pulling sweet and sinful sounds from your mouth . God, how lucky he is to have such an amazing person as you? Very lucky he was.

His hands leave their respectful places, one of his hands moving to your head and grabbing a fistful of hair, his finger clutching locks at their root. He yanked it back with one quick move and he threw his head back in bliss.

Low growls rip from his throat, melting into soft whimpers as he picks up the pace, if it’s even possible. The quick , small moans he hears invigorates him and he releases your hair, his hands going back to their previous spots. He leans over, his hands never leaving their place as he bites your shoulder harshly. You yelp, groaning at the sensation of his teeth pricking your skin, sucking hungrily as if you were his last meal, surely leaving a dark welt.

You shiver as you feel Shirou’s hot tongue run over the area, only to repeat the process on your neck. The hand on your hip left and soon Shirou’s arm wrapped itself around your waist, pulling your bodies closer. “So beautiful,” he whispers, his thrusts beginning to get messy and erratic. “You’re so good to me, [N/N]... Ah! Ngh..” He harshly thrusted into you. Shirou’s fingers, sensational love bites, and numbing thrusts soon became too much and you felt yourself unwind. You squeeze around him and release over his hand, releasing a loud and broken moan.

Shirou whimpered, his eyebrows knitting together and his jaw tightening at the pure ecstasy he was experiencing. With a few final quick and deep thrusts, Shirou releases his seed in you and lets out a low moan. Both of you stayed in that position for a few minutes, panting and indulging in the moment. You peered over your shoulder and smiled at your lover.

“That was… something, huh?”

I feel like some people wonder if he’ll go down on his S/O in his beastman form. The answer is yes. There are occasions where he gets so into it that he transforms subconsciously/involuntarily, but there are also occasions where he does it willingly.

The high chances of him turning into a beastman is when he’s stressed, gets overwhelmed, or if his S/O asks.

Shirou’s moans are like a beautiful note being played by Apollo’s harp - absolute music to the ears. They’re soft, mellow moans that stimulate something within and they’re beautiful. Sometimes he whimpers, whines, or groans but his moans are the best.

He likes to try and stay quiet but soon the pleasure gets too much and he starts moaning a bit louder, whimpering his S/O’s name and muttering incoherent words of how he feels.

Let me get this out of the way - Shirou has howled in the bedroom before. He has howled many times in fact. But our wolfman can’t help it, I mean, you treat him like absolute royalty as you focus on his pleasure, making sure he’s satisfied no matter what. For example:

He feels himself being pushed over the edge as your velvet walls squeeze around his throbbing member, milking him for all he’s got as you bounce on his cock. Shirou’s hips wildly buck upwards, throwing his head back into the pillow whilst he shuts his eyes at the overwhelming pleasure that was enveloping his whole being. He squeezes your hips tightly, digging his nails into your delicate skin. The beastman could hear the sweet sound of your voice, purring praises of how good he was and how well he was receiving you.

Small whimpers leave him, strained moans and pants roll off his tongue, and he’s muttering your name like a mantra. The euphoric ecstasy soon gets to be too much, feeling a familiar coil start to tighten and threaten to unwind. Shirou feels your walls tighten even more around him, noticing how you bounce faster on his cock and more erratically. You lean over and bury your face into his chest, your own climax fast approaching.

Shirou growls, running his hands to your bottom and firmly grasping it, ramming his hips up at a godly speed. “Shirou, so.. Ah! So good!” You moan, everything becoming too much for you. You release a high-pitch moan, spilling your juices over your lover’s skin.

Shirou soon followed, suddenly spilling his hot seed deep into you and releasing a deep, broken and raw howl; the sound of his howl was surely heard throughout the city.

Hopefully you enjoyed that little excerpt of one of the times Shirou howled in the bedroom.

Now let’s get into the kinks.

He likes mirror sex

He absolutely loves the way your face scrunches up in pleasure, how your eyes roll back as he bucks his hips into you, bouncing as both of you chase your own climaxes.

Seeing how he can make you crumble under his touch, moan and whimper his name, making eye contact as the knot in your stomach snaps.

*mwuah* Beautiful.

He likes having sex in different locations, but rarely.

Occasionally, he likes taking you on the kitchen counter, the couch, or the floor. His top three favorite places, right next to the bedroom of course.

You look like a whole meal in the kitchen? He’ll gently take you then and there on the counter, missionary or doggy-style, your choice.

Both of you happen to get a little handsy in the living room or get bored watching a movie, both of you will get a lil’ freaky. He takes you from behind, lifting your leg a bit as he inserts you slowly.

If you want to cockwarm, he’ll absolutely go along and just lie down with you like that. His member held firmly by your velvet walls.

Listen, the only reason you guys fuck on the floor is because on some instance, both of you will fall off the bed or couch and just continue your business without moving.

He sorta likes semi-public sex.

You know how wolves have ruts and heats? Yeah, Shirou has that period of his testosterone levels rising and he goes f e r a l.

He wants to fuck you here, he wants to fuck you there, he wants to fuck you everywhere. This man needs some sort of relief, alright? However, usually his self-control is pretty good and he can hold back from pouncing you in public - most of the time.

If he can’t take it anymore and you happen to be out with him at the time, he will take you then and there. He drags you to a nearby closet or bathroom and fucks you raw, having your legs wrap around his waist as you bounce on his cock or he drills his length into you as he pushes you against the wall, thrusting and rutting until both of you reach that sweet release.

Luckily, he carries some tissues with him and cleans both of you up. He kisses your forehead and attempts to fix both of you up, trying to get rid of the fresh-sex look before either one of you step back out.

Shirou does not like to be called daddy/sir/master/etc. It makes him feel weird and uncomfortable. If his S/O tries to, he immediately shuts them down with a look, explaining how it makes him feel. He sees no point in it and rather be called by his name or a sweet nickname - he wants to keep this simple. I believe it's because he's had bad experiences with most authority figures so he feels a bit powerless and in some sort of danger.

If you want to call him that, then good luck because Shirou won’t accept it and only wants to be called by his name/nickname(s). If you don’t like it and keep pushing for it, Shirou will eventually suggest his S/O to find someone else if they can’t respect and accept the boundaries he has set.

And if you're thinking just because he's a bottom, he'll like it, you're wrong. Period.

That being said, Shirou won’t really indulge in the daddy/mommy kink, he feels uncomfortable.

He has a biting kink. Shirou Ogami loves biting his S/O and leaving marks on their skin; it gives him a primal sense of intimacy. He won't do it right away though, he'll reveal it later in the relationship.

Shiro loves grazing his teeth against your skin, nibbling it before sinking his teeth in, and sucking the soft flesh until he leaves a noticeable red welt behind.

The moans you make as he makes one feels him with pride and love.

Oh but hey! He loves them too! When his S/O gives him his own markings, he can't help but whimper and hold them close, feeling so happy that you, his mate, has decided to grace him with.

Now you may be wondering, "hey, does shirou have a breeding kink since he's a wolf??"

Oh yeah, definitely. He has a breeding kink and wishes nothing more than to fill you to the brim with his cum if it means there's a chance you'll carry his pups. Even if his S/O can't have children, he still enjoys the thought of filling them up.

However, he is pretty shy about it and usually pulls out. If you two are using protection, he'll unload and just toss the condom in the trash.

Shirou is still gentle, he’ll only turn it up a notch if you beg him to reorganize your guts and milk him for all you got.

Oh, aftercare? Don’t worry! Shirou has already got that covered. He’s already carrying you to the bathroom, running a nice hot bath for you and rummaging through the fridge for your favorite snacks. He returns and gently helps you bathe yourself. Once both of you are done, he carries you to your shared bed and pulls out your fav snacks, letting you happily eat them as he goes to take a quick shower. He joins you in bed soon afterwards and starts to softly rub all the places he hurt, muttering small apologies and praises.

He turns into his beastman form as he knows you love cuddling into his fluff, especially after sex.

Remember how I said he likes “Fly Me to The Moon”? You two hum the song after sex, especially after a rough, draining session.

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©𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊 || 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 || 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚝𝚌. 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜.

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watermelonsugawara · 4 years

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oh ya baby write me some nsfw jealous atsumu 🥵🥵 mwuah mwauh

AE RA kamusta ka na mahal!!! this shit took me forever sorry,, i got carried away LMFAOJSKGJDFG

is it obv im whore knee!!!!!!!!! i hope u like it,,, bitch im nervous

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❥ warnings: nsfw lets get spicy under the cut babyyyyyy; choking, fingering,,, das it srry maybe next time

❥ character: jealous!atsumu x fem!reader

❥ summary: Atsumu knows you’re the most beautiful woman at the gala, but that doesn’t mean he’s willing to share.

❥ a/n: first actual smut smut so ya dont bully me!!!! WTF THIS GOT LONG SORRY???

Also!! lets just play along w my stupid brain and assume atsumu got hella bands and this is a big gala so they had to have a limo,,, i may or may not have been listening to partition while writing this….mind ur fuckin business

Also is this really jealous!atsumu or more like protective!atsumu??? A bitch got the prompt kinda wrong whatever SUE ME

❥ wc: 1.5k omfg

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You stood in front of a mirror, slipping your evening gown onto your shoulders. For your boyfriend’s charity gala, you decided to wear a simple burgundy dress, the pleated tulle fabric hugging your figure before cascading at your feet.

“Can you help me zip the back of my dress, baby?” You called out to Atsumu, who was finishing up tying his silky black tie. You felt soft kisses feathered along your spine that made you shiver as your boyfriend slowly zipped your dress.

“Don’t start, Atsumu,” you said as you turned to face him, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. You ran your hands down the lapels of his suit jacket, admiring the smooth black material. He looked damn good in an all black suit, the jacket accentuating his broad shoulders and his black button-down hugging his muscular chest. The only thought going through your mind at the moment was to rip it all off, subconsciously taking your bottom lip between your teeth at the idea.

“We haven’t even left the house yet princess, keep looking at me like that and we won’t even make it to the damn limo.” Atsumu said to you in a low voice, noticing the way your gaze lingered just a little too long. You tried your best to shrug it off, rolling your eyes at the comment. You wanted to take him up on that challenge, but instead you walked past him to slip into your heels and head out to the gala.

When you arrived, you two were greeted by Atsumu’s teammates and their dates. You were too engrossed in conversations to see the other men staring at you, but Atsumu did not miss a beat. He quickly noticed how everyone in the venue seemed to hold their breath as you walked into the room, the elegant fabric flowing down your legs and the bustier hugging your chest in an almost sinful manner. With your arms linked, the two of you made your way to the bar to grab glasses of wine. Atsumu became quite annoyed by the glances constantly being thrown your way, unconsciously pulling you closer to him. You were a sight to see, but Atsumu’s patience was wearing incredibly thin.

As the night went on, Atsumu got sidetracked in conversations with donors, thanking them for supporting his team. You were left alone at times, and although Atsumu never trailed too far away from you, the other men at the gala used this opportunity to try and talk to you.

You feel a warm but unfamiliar hand on your arm and you turn around to face a man you have a hard time recognizing. It’s a little more confusing now that these volleyball players are up close and in formalwear, rather than farther away on a volleyball court in uniform. You think he’s a setter, but your thoughts are cut off by his next words.

“Are you here alone?” He asked, the heavy scent of whiskey lingering from his breath. You plaster a forced smile across your face and shake your head, but you barely got to open your mouth before the man placed his hand on your waist and tugged you closer to him. You instinctively put out a hand on his chest to create space between you two that otherwise wouldn’t have existed. The man began to speak but the fear washing over you muddled your senses. You tried to push back but the man showed no signs of letting up his grip on your waist.

“Atsumu!” you nervously called out to the sea of people, trying your best not to make a scene. Your boyfriend heard your faint cry and swiftly pushed past people back to the bar where you stood, with a man holding you unnervingly close. The two of you made eye contact, his anger-filled gaze meeting your frantic one. Atsumu quickly ripped the man’s hands off of your waist and ushered you behind him. You could practically feel his anger radiating off of his body as he stared at the man.

“Don’t you ever lay a fucking hand on her again. I never want to see you near either of us, you’re a fucking goner if I ever see you again,” Atsumu spat, his fists wound so tightly his knuckles began turning white. Rage washed over Atsumu as he held back every urge to throw a punch. The stranger was taken aback by your boyfriend’s venomous words, backing away sheepishly before quickly walking out. Atsumu turned to you and his demeanor instantly shifted from angry to concerned, seeing the distressed look on your face. You were startled to say the least, but more so by the way Atsumu snapped at the man, it’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen from him before.

“Let’s go home,” you quietly said, raising the end of the sentence as if it were a question. Atsumu didn’t even answer, he was already pulling you away from the bar and towards the exit. Atsumu quickly called for the limo. He held you close to his chest as the vehicle came to a stop in front of the two of you, and you both got in.

Your bodies slouched together in the backseat, one of Atsumu’s large hands finding purchase around your waist and the other on your thigh. The warmth of his hand was strong even through the fabric of your dress, causing your cheeks to flush.

“Are you okay, (Y/N)? Did he hurt you?” Atsumu questioned and you shook your head, still a bit stunned by the interaction with the stranger. Your boyfriend cupped your cheek softly before pulling you into a soft kiss. The sweet taste of wine lingered on his tongue as the kiss became more heated, your lips parting as Atsumu’s tongue explored your mouth. You moaned into his mouth as he wrapped his hand around your neck and gently squeezed. Atsumu was first to break the kiss, desire flickering in his eyes.

“I got you, princess. You’re safe with me, always.” You grabbed Atsumu’s tie to press your lips back onto his, his hands roaming all over your body. He moved down to your neck, sucking dark marks into your skin. His hand made its way back to resting on your thigh, his thumb ghosting towards your center on top of the fabric. You felt a heat begin to build up in your stomach from Atsumu’s plush lips dancing across your skin and his thumb teasing you.

You felt Atsumu’s hand on your back, swiftly unzipping your dress and pushing down the bustier to expose your chest. His large hands palmed your breasts, taking one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around your sensitive nipple. You moaned loudly when Atsumu pulled the bud between his teeth, looking up at you with a smirk.

Atsumu pushed your thighs apart so your legs were spread, pulling the fabric of your dress up into your lap. He runs his hands slowly up your thighs towards your core, causing your cheeks to blush almost as dark as your dress. He quickly pushes the damp lacy fabric to the side, feeling your essence with one finger. You clench around nothing at the feeling of his finger brushing ever so lightly across your folds.

“Fuck, you’re so needy already, baby,” Atsumu breathed into your ear, sucking your earlobe. Atsumu brought his hand out from under your dress to in front of your face, motioning for you to open your mouth. You took his finger into your mouth and watched as Atsumu’s eyes widened, watching you taste your own juices. His jaw clenched at the feeling of your wet mouth and lips on his finger, biting back a groan. His hand quickly found purchase under your dress once again, the wet finger teasing your entrance before pushing in. Your eyes fluttered shut at the sensation, his thick finger already causing endless moans to fall from your lips.

“I’m the only one who really knows how to make you feel good, isn’t that right, kitten?” Atsumu groaned, feeling your walls clench around his curled finger. Your moans and gasps were a good enough answer for him as he pushed a second finger into you, sprinkling kisses along your neck once more.

Atsumu’s cock strained against his pants, and he couldn’t help but palm himself at the sight of you. He loved seeing you like this, his long fingers putting you in a trance, unraveling from his merciless touches. Your back arched off the seat as he pumped his fingers into you feverishly. Atsumu could tell you were close to your high as you clenched around him even more, your moans becoming more erratic and desperate.

“It’s like your pussy was made for me, fuck,” Atsumu groaned, “go ahead pretty girl, let go for me.” His thumb circling over your clit, combined with a third finger making its way to your pussy sent you over the edge. You gripped your dress in your fists as you clenched around Atsumu’s fingers, his thumb still rubbing the overstimulated nub, making you shut your legs around his hand. You just barely came down from your high just as the limo pulled up to your house. As you shakily stepped out of the car, the urgency in Atsumu’s steps told you he was far from finished showing you just how well he knew your body.

#alli writes some spice #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #haikyuu

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writingssummit · 3 years

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𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐬 !

bnha as dads!

find the haikyuu version here - haikyuu as dads !

content: fluff, the boys with children, mentions of pregnancy. aged up !

characters: midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, bakugou,

a/n: ahh, look who’s back to writing once again. sorry to my new followers if posts are scattered from this point on, i’m trying to balance school and classes, the extra workloads are definitely a lot. but i like writing too much, so it might not even matter lol- welcome to chaos, guys. so uh, enjoy the boys as dads!

midoriya !

okay, this guy would be so nervous on the topic of children.

don’t get me wrong, i know he’s strong and very very capable but you CANNOT tell me he isn’t at least somewhat scared about this.

like, he would want a kid but he could never bring himself to ask or talk about it. he’d get embarrassed, or loose his nerve.

when you guys do have the talk though, it’s a good conversation and you both are able to be very open about everything.

you always knew risks regarding being with Midoriya, and you were okay with it. it would work.

he slowly gains confidence throughout the pregnancy!

this guy seems like a small family man. maybe 2 kids at most.

I don’t think he’d have a preference for gender.

he is determined to be there for the kid/s, he wants to be present (unlike his own father).

and the fact that he’s a pro-hero makes him worry all the time about that. :(( he’d be pretty busy.

which makes him a bit overbearing as the kid/s start to grow older to make up for when he’s not there, and they probably end up going to you about it.

so you have to talk it out with him ^^;

He honestly is just trying his hardest to not ever be absent. please- izuku

He will go to anything, do anything for his kid/s.

Performances, Recitals, Graduations (even the really lower years), all that.

The ones he can make, at least.

I feel like the kid/s would love the fact that their dad was a pro hero, and he’s bashful around them for it. aww :)

He does his best to conceal himself a little when he goes out with the kids, just for safety reasons.

You already know Inko is such a good grandma

It’s like a double package

Good dad, good grandma <3

todoroki !

he honestly isn’t comfortable with big families. i’m sure you all know why :(

and to be honest, he’s really scared about being a parent.

he also thinks that it’s not that logical considering his career

when you mention kids, he falls silent for a moment, which kind of makes you backpedal there

“Ah, nevermind, that’s a dumb question.”

“...I need to think about it.”

It’s okay bby, take your time <3

After that thinking, he decides that he does want to share a family with you!

But again, he’s not going to want a big family.

When your test is positive, all he does is just hold you. He’s happy for you both.

You guys have end up with one kid.

And oh lord, when he first lays eyes on them, he’s in love-

Dad switch turned on.

He’s always there, talking softly to the baby, watching over them, all that.

He’s so soft and sweet with his interactions. sir- so precious omg

As the kid grows up, that’s when he starts to lose the confidence he had.

Todoroki is of course present, but he’s very hesitant with interactions every once in awhile.

You and him talk about it one night, where he ends up coming clean about what he’s been keeping inside.

“I’m worried I won’t be a good father.”

Todoroki :( my heart hurts

You tell him that he’s not like his own father at all, and you know that he’s a good guy.

“They love you, and you’re so good to them. You’ll never be like your dad, because you’re Shoto. A good man, and a good hero. I love you, okay?”

He needed that very badly

Your kid’s quirk develops and ends up being an ice related quirk.

He tries to show up to important events, and whenever he does, all the people are of course shook LMAO

I mean, Pro Hero Shoto is here ???

Natsu and Fuyumi are the best aunt and uncle, prove me wrong (please don’t JSJSjsj).

There are some things to overcome with him, but you’re always going to be there for him through it all <3 and he appreciates that.

bakugou !

OOOOO boy. Where do I begin with this man

He doesn’t hate kids, but mans probably doesn’t want them for real for real. Like, did you see how he handled those kids in highschool? LMAO

He comes around eventually, you don’t push it of course, but you know that you want to have a family with him.

He’s mellowed out in his older age, thankfully

He still has his spunk though, don’t get me wrong here!

Pregnancy test comes in positive when he’s on the job, and he doesn’t find out until he comes home really late,

“The hell? Why didn’t you call??”

“I did, dumbass.”

He totally had his phone on silent nsjsjs he seems like that kind of guy to me

and he’s honestly kind of jittery, but whether or not it’s nerves or excitement? Who knows with this guy

You have to explain to him how taking care of kids work

You also have to discuss discipline, and he agrees that how his mother handled him wasn’t the best. So at least that’s taken care of

He encourages his kid/s all the time.

A show off parent, but the bragging type.

PLEASE SIR. Your kids are great but please we need to talk about other things besides your boasting </3

He totally brags about them to Izuku. No cap. I don’t take criticism on this one

He ends up teaching the kid/s swear words (on accident, but it’s funny)

“Shit!”

o-o “Excuse me??”

An Bakugou is just on the sidelines, cackling while you’re just shook

“Katsuki!” You smack his arm

BUT. He gets the kids to bed on time. This man understands the importance of a sleep schedule. Thank god

Once the kid/s quirk comes, he doesn’t want them to be like how he was when he was younger.

He gives praise, but he’s careful so it doesn’t get to their head.

He’s pretty much that loud, proud, rough dad who we all love <3

kirishima !

i am NOT biased, what?? totally not.

That being said, 10000/10 dad.

He’s the epitome of the perfect dad, okay? T^T I just know he is. It’s a gut feeling

He’s all for kids, he’s the one to talk to you about it first, actually!

Somewhat big family guy, maybe 3 kids?

And when you agree that you’re ready, it’s amazing from there on out.

Almost.

When you’re pregnant, he then promptly has a small crisis

“I don’t think I can take care of a kid well enough”

“What if they don’t like me?”

“What if -”

Kiri bby, don’t worry :((( they’d love you

After a lot of reassurance from you, he’s feeling a little better bout being a father.

He’s always supportive, always there for you and the kid/s.

Teaches the importance of drinking respect people juice. B) good job

And this mans is totally there for them all the time.

One time you found him curled up on the couch with your child after turning on some kids movie, and it was so cute omfg-

Another time he and the kid/s put on a whole damn concert and made you sit on the couch and watch. Adorable as hell

“Dad, dad! Sing for mom!!”

They got him to SERENADE YOU. :’)

And it was the funniest yet sweetest thing ever.

It was with those weird microphone toys for kids, too LMAO

The kid/s always know about the newest thing Kiri has done, they’re constantly huddling around the TV and then when he comes home (or when they wake up and see him the next day), they ambush him with questions and give him so much praise, the man practically tears up.

Speaking of tearing up, he totally cried when they won an award or something

Just- good dad. Mwuah.

and that’s it for bnha! unless y’all want a part two, then i’m for it B) same for the haikyuu one. i hope you enjoyed these!!

my requests/asks are open, so feel free to send something there, make sure to read my yay’s and nay’s for guidelines/rules!

ciao ~

#bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #bakugo x reader #midoriya x reader #todoroki x reader #kirishima x reader #bnhaimagines #mha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha as dads #mha as dads

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aiiwa · 3 years

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JAKSKS kithieesss baaacck MWUAH💋🥰 and thanks, I'm trying! I love being on here so- uh hi🥺💞 how are you doing queenie???🌺

why are you so cuteeeee 🥺🥺🥺🥺 but i’ve been good mostly hehe, i’m going to the beach today so if i see menace lime kyoutani 👁👀👁👀👁 but did you eat today? drink...watered down juice hehehe💖💖

#nona interacts 💌#👑 anon

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divinebird · 7 years

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the good life

pairing: sheith (shiro/keith) wc: 4,778 summary: Shiro and Keith’s daughter experiences new things, like popsicles and fireworks. note: for Sheith Summer Week Day 4: Popsicles / Fireworks

{AO3}

It’s hot.

At least, that's the excuse he’s using as he opens the freezer to quickly grab his cold treat. He pushes on it until the wrapper opens with a small pop, humming happily over the artificial grape flavor. He grabs a small cup from one of the cupboards and sets it on the counter, just in case he needs a placeholder for his popsicle.

As Shiro leans against the sink, enjoying his sweet treat, he starts to hear tiny footsteps. In the shadows that stretch across the living room, he can see small flashes of red and purple.

His daughter enters the kitchen a moment later, wearing denim shorts and a lavender top that has stars stitched onto it while her black hair is loose, the shorter strands pinned away from her face with a white clip in the shape of a moon. She’s hugging her stuffed Black Lion plush close to her chest, pouting after she glances around the room once—somehow just missing him.

“Papa?” she calls out and walks farther away from him, eyes on her light-up shoes which flash with every step. “Where you?”

Shiro tries not to smile. “I’m right here, baby.”

She whirls around and releases a small, surprised gasp before running over to him. He moves his hand back to drop his popsicle in the cup, peering down at her when she raises her arms and hops a few times. “Up, up!” she says when he does nothing, a hint of a scowl that’s all Keith making its way onto her face. “Papa, up!”

“Alright, alright, no need to give me that face.” With two hands beneath her armpits, he picks her (and Black Lion) up with ease and sets her on his hip. “There we go, all good! Now, give me a kiss?”

A giggle leaves her before she turns her face away.

“You don’t want to give your Papa a kiss?” Shiro fake sniffles. “Not even a tiny one?”

“No!”

“What if I just take one?”

“No take!”

“Maybe Black will accept my kisses.”

He plucks the plush from her arms and raises it up, puckering his lips in its direction and making kissy noises. His hold is loose on it so she takes it back easily, and he grins when she kisses his cheek with a loud mwuah before hugging him.

“Thank you, Clem.” Shiro pokes her stomach. “Where’s Daddy? Is he still getting ready?”

Clementine nods and then peers around him. She points at the cup, only the stick left inside since the popsicle has long since melted, and asks curiously, “Juice? For me?”

“No, it’s not juice.” He dumps the contents in the sink and heads over to the freezer, switching her to his other hip so he can hold onto her with his bionic arm. “It was a popsicle. Do you know what that is?”

She shakes her head and then wiggles around, obviously a sign that she’d like to go down. He sets her down and sees that she steps back so she can watch him. “It’s like ice cream,” he explains as he opens it and grabs a cherry flavored one, laughing at the way her eyes go wide. “And it’s very yummy.”

“Mine?” Clementine asks, one hand reaching up and doing a grabbing motion.

“What do we say when we want things?” Shiro walks over to the small table they have in the kitchen, sitting down on one of the chairs and peeling the wrapper off as she edges closer. She reaches for it again and he pulls it away, speaking more sternly. “Clem, what do we say?”

There’s a light smack as she presses her hands together, shaking them back and forth as she peers up at him. “Please?” she asks in the smallest voice, violet eyes growing wet. She’s struggles with her Ls when saying that word, for some reason, so it sounds like she’s saying pwease every time. “Pwease, Papa? For me?”

Shiro has to take a deep breath, hand over his chest like he can physically feel the tug on his heart over how cute his daughter is. “Okay, sweetie, you can have some.” He finally answers, feeling another tug when her face lights up with happiness. “Do you want to come up here and sit with me? Or do you want to hold it by yourself?”

“Sit,” she answers and hands over her plush, waiting until Shiro sets it aside before trying to pull herself up onto his lap. Shiro lets her do it on her own, biting back a laugh when she releases a frustrated huff after several attempts. “Help?” she asks, looking up at him with sad eyes.

He sets her down on his thigh, holding the red colored popsicle close to her mouth. “Taste it,” he instructs after she stares at it for several seconds, bringing it up to his own and licking it. “Like that.”

Clementine leans forward and tentatively does the same, smacking her lips together and eyes lighting up over the taste. The popsicle is then taken out of his hand, Shiro helping her hold it carefully after taking off the wrapper and letting her enjoy it on her own.

This is when the regret starts to settle in, wishing he had grabbed an extra for himself. He waits for a few minutes and then speaks,

“Can I have some, Clem?”

Clementine frowns down at the popsicle and then abruptly shoves it into his face, smearing it across his mouth. It’s melting a bit, droplets falling onto his shirt and most likely leaving behind red stains. He doesn’t need to look down and check since he chose to wear a white one today, shrugging it off and breaking a small piece of popsicle away with his lips.

And so it continues like that, Shiro breaking off pieces whenever it’s held out to him and Clementine licking up the cold treat as well as her hands when too much of the juice trails downward. When they’re close to finishing it he looks around for a napkin, freezing when a sigh comes from the doorway.

“Really? You two just had to get dirty now? We’re supposed to already be on our way…”

Shiro glances over at him and takes a moment to appreciate Keith’s appearance. He’s wearing a loose red shirt with thin black and white stripes, dark blue jeans folded up at the ankles with red sneakers to top it all off. Shiro doesn’t care that it’s simple because, to him, Keith looks nice in everything.

“You look good,” he offers, eyes on the flash of skin when Keith shifts and causes the shirt to bunch up a bit.

“I’d say the same but I’m pretty sure the red stains aren’t a design.”

Shiro can only offer a sheepish smile, glancing down at Clementine’s outfit to see the damage that’s been done. Both her shirt and shorts have cherry juice all over it, face smeared with it as well. She doesn’t seem too concerned about it, holding up what’s left of the popsicle in Keith’s direction.

“Daddy? You want?” Clementine cheerfully inquires, more of the juice dripping onto Shiro’s jeans. “It’s yummy!”

“I’m sure it is,” Keith says dryly, walking over to the sink and grabbing the small washcloth resting on top of the faucet before running it beneath the water. “Not right now, baby. We’re gonna go eat, remember? With all your aunties and uncles?”

Clementine pouts, holding it out more insistently as Keith returns. “Pwease have?”

“Sorry, you’re using that on the wrong dad.” Keith gives Shiro a pointed look before focusing on their daughter. “Finish it up so I can clean you, okay?”

“Kay,” Clementine agrees happily and does so eagerly, nearly poking Shiro’s eye out when she holds the stick back to him. “Papa, take.”

Shiro curls his arm around her midriff as Keith begins to wipe her face, holding onto her tightly while he reads the joke off the stick. “Where do you look for kittens in the library?” He doesn’t wait for a reply (not that he’d get one beyond Keith’s sigh, as usual). “In the card cat-o-log.”

Keith rolls his eyes, wiping the mess from her hands now. “We’re gonna have to change your clothes, Clem.” he says, tugging on her shirt. “Look, you made a mess!”

Clementine looks down at her shirt and says, “Oops.”

After she’s taken back to her room by Keith to change, Shiro goes to the sink to wash his hands before doing the same.

Once done, in a grey shirt and black jeans tucked into his black boots, he checks to make sure the two of them have everything they need. The things that they’re bringing were packed and placed on the couch the moment they all started getting dressed but it never hurts to double check, slipping his phone into his pocket once he’s sure everything is there.

“Where’s Clem?” Shiro asks when Keith returns without her.

“She said she has to kiss the other Lions goodbye or else they’ll be very sad,” Keith explains. Lance had made all five for Clementine and gifted them to her for her first birthday, which quickly became her favorite present. She didn’t go anywhere without at least one or two. “But I told her that the actual ones will be there so it won’t be long.”

In comes Clementine, not even a second later. “Ready!”

Now dressed in black overalls and a plain white shirt, Clementine hops toward the door with her Black Lion plush back in her arms and her Red Lion plush peeking out of the small backpack. Her shoes flash with every jump, and continue to do so as she stomps impatiently in place by the door. “Hurry, hurry!” she shouts, even though both Keith and Shiro are in the living room with her. “Let’s go, let’s go!”

“She really wants to see them, doesn’t she?” Shiro comments as he shoulders the bag full of store-bought cookies and cupcakes. He peeks inside to make sure the sparklers are in there, bought on a whim with the idea of Clementine waving them around with everyone.

Maybe it’ll ease her into liking the fireworks they’ll pop later in the night. They still packed some noise-cancelling headphones just in case, aware that the loud sounds coming from them could hurt her ears.

“Like you don’t know that she’s been asking for weeks already,” Keith grabs the diaper bag that’s resting on the couch and then picks her up, opening the door wide enough for Shiro before exiting the house.

Shiro locks up the house while Keith is strapping Clementine in her car seat, placing the bag in the trunk after doing so before going to the driver’s side to start the car. Both Lance and Pidge have made fun of their van, claiming that it’s the standard kind a soccer mom would buy. They instantly quelled their comments beneath the force of Keith’s glare though, but Shiro swears he still hears their snickering whenever they drive up in it.

Keith is in the passenger seat about a minute later and then they’re off, driving with only the sound of Clementine’s babbling as she plays with her plush toys.

While there aren’t many people driving right now, it still takes some time to get to the desert that they’re all so familiar with (even Clementine, who would only come with the promise that they’ll see the Lions that love her as much as she loves them). The closer he gets to the shack that still remains standing, the easier it is to see all five towering forms which sends a tiny gasp into the air.

“They’re here!” she exclaims in surprise, like Keith hadn’t told her that they would be. Shiro shares a smile with him and parks beside the other cars, Keith already getting out before Shiro’s even turned it off to get Clementine out as quick as possible.

“You have to say hi to everyone first,” Shiro reminds her, turning around to lightly tap her nose just so he can see it wrinkle cutely. “And then you can play by the Lions after you eat.”

“But not all night,” Keith adds. “We’re going to be doing something fun when it gets dark.”

They exit and lock up the van without trouble, Clementine leaving behind the stuffed lions but keeping her backpack.

With one hand in Keith’s and the other in Shiro’s, their daughter marches between them—lighting up the small path with her shoes. Their friends are already there, sitting in the plastic chairs that surround the long table that has food laid out across it.

The eyes of Black and Red Lion light up when they’re close enough, and Clementine giggles over their audible purrs. Shiro feels a nudge against his mind and opens it up, letting the familiar warmth of the Black Lion wash over him and feeling a part of him settle with her presence. It’s true that their bond hasn’t wavered even with the distance between them, but whenever he’s close to Black he feels truly complete, something that she agrees with.

Judging by Keith’s content sigh, he’s done the same thing.

“Finally, you’re here!” Lance throws his arms into the air. “Thank God! I was withering away while we were waiting! Hunk wouldn’t let us eat until everyone arrived and you two just happened to be the last.”

“You should have just ate without us,” Shiro tells Hunk, setting the bag down on one of the chairs so he can unpack it. He lets go of Clementine’s hand and sees that Keith has started leading her to everyone so she can deliver a kiss to their cheeks as a greeting, as she always does whenever they all assemble. “It wouldn’t have been a big deal to us, you know.”

“I know,” Hunk sets the cookies and cupcakes next to the other desserts, smiling at him. “But I felt like that wouldn’t be fair for the two of you. Besides, we didn’t actually wait that long; Lance is just exaggerating.”

“As usual,” Pidge cuts in, directing a grin up at Shiro. “By the way, I’ve been told to tell you that the three of you are coming over to dinner or my brother will come over and drag you there by himself. He says it’s not fair that I get to see you more than he does.”

“Tell him that he has to ask Clementine. If she agrees, then we’ll go.”

“That’s gonna be a bit hard since the last time you were over, she kicked Matt for taking away her plush.”

“Let’s be honest, he deserved it. Everyone knows how much she loves them.”

There’s a tug on his pants and he already knows who it is, crouching down to pick up Clementine. He leans down so she can kiss Pidge’s cheek, and walks over to Hunk to let her do the same.

“I see that you’re wearing your shoes,” Hunk says, giving one of them a poke. She lightly kicks in response. “Do you like them?”

“Love!” Clementine says, extending her legs to show them off. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome, Clem! I’m happy that you love them so much!” Pidge says with a bright grin, and then lowers her voice when she meets Shiro’s gaze. “We can always make another pair if she grows out of them, it’s not that hard.”

“I’ll let you two know,” Shiro promises, sitting down in one of the chairs and fixing Clementine on his lap. “We should probably get some food in this child before she gets super grumpy. She’s excited to see the Lions.”

This is when Lance cuts in, plopping down in the seat across him with Allura and Coran taking the ones near him. “Yes, please!”

Shiro helps Clementine with her food and then passes her off to Keith once he’s done with his own plate so that way she can continue while Shiro eats, savoring his meal because Hunk’s cooking is probably the greatest in the whole universe. He relays this thought to the man, who beams back at him and looks proudly at his food.

“I’m still trying to get even better at it, though.” Hunk says. “I’m getting close to opening up my own food place, I think. It’s really exciting.”

“We’re all happy for you, Hunk.” Shiro says as everyone nods, and he thinks he sees the faintest blush on Hunk’s cheeks.

After defeating Zarkon and all the Galra that wished to follow in his footsteps, they couldn’t really go their separate ways; Too much time was spent together to even think about being too far apart. They all may live in different places, sure, but it has yet to sever their everlasting bonds with each other.

Hunk has been working his hardest to get better at cooking, hoping to bring together alien and human ingredients to create the best meals. He even travels to other planets with Coran, learning their ways and applying it to the food back on Earth. He’s happy with this new life he’s making for himself, his family feeling the same way.

Lance is the one they see the least, surprisingly enough, since he’s chosen to stick with Blue and spends his time doing jobs for other aliens. He’d admitted that space was hard to let go and wasn’t quite ready to let it go. He still makes time for them and his family but more often than not, they’re chatting with him through a holo screen.

Pidge chose to stay on Earth with her family, though she does travel out on occasion since she, her father, and brother have yet to grow tired of the stars. She usually sees the Olkari, still interested in their tech and the way they make it work.

Allura, of course, feels as though she still has her duties to attend to as the Queen. Despite there being no throne to take, she still took on the title and frequently meets with their allies to strengthen their relationships. She always makes time to see them on Earth, still awed by the planet that’s so very different from everything she’s ever seen.

Even Shiro and Keith can’t resist the call of space, yet their trips come rarely since they have someone who needs them more than anything out there. They’ve taken her on rides in their Lions, which were demanded by said beings since they love her as much as she loves them, but they both agree that there’s no need to take her out there—it’ll be Clementine’s choice if she really wants to.

Said girl is eager to rush over to the lions so Shiro takes her to them. She pats each one on their paw, babbling to them and waiting for their rumble before moving onto the next. Red and Black get the most time, even crouching down low so she’s able to pet their fronts as if they were actual cats.

They might as well be, Shiro thinks as he hears their happy purring. Considering how they turn into one whenever she’s around.

Blue is the last one they see and she sits down on the dirt by her paw, taking off her backpack and pulling out a box of markers. Clementine’s old markings are still there from the last time she saw the Lion so she starts drawing in new spots, humming a little tune that Blue seems to counter with her own noises.

Shiro doesn’t prevent her from doing this, aware that Blue surprisingly likes the messy art that she creates. They all figured this out when Lance actually washed them off once, reducing Clementine to tears and receiving the cold shoulder from the Lion.

Keith arrives after some time has passed, sitting down on the ground beside them and holding three familiar-shaped treats. “Look at what Allura brought,” he says, the crinkling wrapper finally catching Clementine’s attention. “What’s it called again?”

“Ice cream!” she exclaims with joy.

“Popsicle,” Shiro corrects.

“Popsics!” Clementine cheers and, well, it’s close enough so Shiro leaves it be. She drops her markers and scrambles onto Keith’s lap, leaving Shiro to pick them up and place them back in her bag. “Mine?” she asks, pointing at one.

“Yes, you can have it,” Keith says and Shiro plucks one out of his hands, unwrapping it and handing it over to her. “Don’t make a mess, okay?

Surprisingly enough, she actually manages to stay clean. Though it might be because the juice is dribbling down onto the dirt rather than all over her, Keith cleaning up any that drip down her arms before they fall even further.

When they finish they head back to the table where Shiro grabs a box from sparklers and, after a nod from Keith, lights one up to show off to Clementine.

She stares at it with an open mouth, hand hovering a few inches from it. “Ouch?” she asks with a frown. “It hurt?”

“Only if you’re not careful,” Shiro says, gently curling her hands around the bottom end of the sparkler stick. “You can wave it around like this, see?” He moves her hand in a circle for a few seconds and then lets go, not straying from her side in case she gets scared. “You can do it, right?”

Keith reaches down to take one out of the box, pushing himself out of his chair so he can crouch down in front of her. “Look, you can help light up mine.” He touches the sparkling tip to his own, setting it off and rising to his feet. “You can do shapes too! Watch!” A heart shape is traced into the air, followed by several smaller ones. “Don’t you want to try?”

Their daughter actually looks thoughtful, the sparkler slowly dying off in her hand. Shiro plucks it out of her hold as she thinks, grabbing another one so he can be ready. “Try,” she says with a nod, taking it from Shiro when he holds it out and raising it up to Keith so he can light it.

Soon enough she’s having the best time waving her hands to make circles and trying her best to copy the heart shapes that Keith makes. Shiro definitely takes a few videos of the cute sight, capturing her excited expression and Keith’s fond one.

After going through a few boxes, even passing it out to the others who either run around with them or simply sit in their seats and wave them around, he catches Lance’s wave—it’s time. He tosses the extra lighter his way and moves their chairs so that way they’re between Red and Black, sitting down and waiting for his family.

Clementine returns first, Keith not that far behind, and pats his knee. “More? Pwease?”

Shiro almost hands the rest over right then and there, fully aware of his weakness to her tiny plea and sad eyes. Keith laughs at him while he’s trying to deny her and doesn’t even stop when Shiro glares at him.

“It’s your fault,” Shiro grumbles. “She got it from you.”

Keith actually looks confused. “What do you mean she got it from me?”

“Really?” His voice is full of disbelief, recalling all the puppy-dog eyes and pouts that Keith shot his way whenever he asked for things. Shiro, of course, could never deny him after seeing a face like that and would give him whatever he wanted and more.

Maybe it’s a part-alien thing? Or a Kogane thing? Shiro will never figure it out--all he knows is that he easily succumbs to the two loves of his life every time they want something.

Clementine’s tiny stomp breaks him out of his thoughts, shoe lighting up red. “Papa, more?”

“No more,” Keith answers for him, thankfully, and pulls Clementine onto his lap once he sits down next to Shiro. Both Lions purr above them, obviously pleased at having them so close. “We’re about to see something better than sparklers.”

Hopefully. Shiro thinks, and knows that Keith just had the same thought when he grimaces for a moment. He smooths her hair back and leans over to plant a kiss on her head. “You’ll see, sweetie.”

There’s a woosh several feet away from them and Shiro keeps his hand on Clementine’s back when she startles at the boom that follows afterwards, leaning forward to catch her reaction. Her eyes are wide and fixed on the sky, the shocked expression on her face slowly morphing into one of awe. He quickly pulls his phone out to snap a picture, hearing Keith’s amused chuckle when she doesn’t even react to it.

After the next few fireworks, all she does is flinch when they blow but she doesn’t tear her gaze away from the colorful display. Shiro bets that if it were possible, she probably wouldn’t even be blinking.

Eventually, though, it comes to an end and all she does is cheer loudly and ask for more. Lance and Hunk, who also can’t resist her pleas, leave together to go buy more, and so they wait.

“We still have sparklers left,” Shiro says quietly, pulling out the last two boxes they have. “We can use up one right now and save the last for another day.”

“Good idea,” Keith whispers and then raises his voice. “Clem? We have more sparklers for you!”

She runs back in an instant, excitedly bouncing in place as Shiro tips one out to light up. After she takes it from him he sits down on the ground, just so he can have Keith in his lap. He places the box and lighter in Keith’s hands before wrapping his arms around him, pulling him closer to Shiro’s chest and moving his hair out of the way so he can press a kiss to the nape of his neck.

The sight of their daughter looking so overjoyed, giggling as she runs in circles with a sparkler, brings a strong feeling of contentment to Shiro. He closes his eyes and hums, lightly brushing his thumbs across the scar on Keith’s stomach.

Keith shifts in his arms and then fingers brush through his tuft of hair, Shiro finally peering at him after several moments of this. “You good?” Keith asks while he eyes the curve of his lips.

Shiro doesn’t answer, leaning forward to kiss him slowly instead. He can feel Keith’s smile and that causes him to do so as well, feeling Keith shudder when he brushes his finger along his spine as his hand trails up higher along his back. He skims the edge of the binder and almost makes a noise when nails lightly drag across the hint of scruff that’s starting to grow out, ready to deepen the kiss.

They’re interrupted, of course, by their baby.

“Gimme kiss, gimme kiss!” Clementine chants, the words forcing them apart. Shiro tries not to express his satisfaction at seeing how dazed his husband looks, instead pulling Clementine closer and kissing her forehead.

“There we go!” he says, prodding Keith’s side to get his attention. “A kiss for Clem!”

“Daddy, kiss!” Clementine says next once she turns to Keith, beaming when he bows his head and plants one on the same spot. She gives him one in return, on his cheek, and then Shiro gets one as well—the wet kind, sure, but the action still warms his heart. “Love you, Papa! Love you, Daddy!”

“Love you too, baby.” Shiro replies with a smile, the statement echoed by Keith.

Hunk and Lance return a few minutes later with more fireworks, as promised, and start working on lighting them up. He drapes his arm across Keith’s shoulder when he moves to sit beside him, the other around Clementine as she takes the spot between his legs. The three of them watch the fireworks together, surrounded by their friends and their Lions—a peaceful sigh leaving his lips.

There's no more fighting to be done and his arm is just an arm, replaced with one the Olkari crafted for him after the other had been destroyed. He doesn’t mourn it, though, happy to have a bionic limb that’s no longer able to hurt people.

The nightmares won't completely go away but sleep has gotten easier; the knowledge that his happiness will still be there when he wakes is a helpful truth that gets him through the nights. Even then the proof of it is solid and real, one having been by his side throughout almost all of it and the other brought into the world that they made safe.

He’s good.

#sheith #;writes #sheithpositivityweek

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kikayfashion · 7 years

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geto and 39? :>

A/N: foaming at the mouth I love Geto sm. I'm not sure if this was quite enough body worship but also I feel like he wouldn't be that obvious with it, especially after his defection and leading up to the night of 100 curses. But I am a FIRM believer he would try to baby trap. Hope you like it mwuah

CW: riding, pet names, baby trapping

Body worship x Geto Suguru

"A-ah, Geto-Sama!" Thrust. "Please, beautiful." Thrust. "I thought I asked you to call me Suguru when we're alone." Thrust.

It had been a few months since you and Geto had met each other. You, an apparent normal human being who has been saying what you thought to be ghosts for your entire life. You had ignored them the best you could, being in and out of psychiatric hospitals because of your bouts of fear with the paranormal. Society had shunned you for your "insanity". But you knew they were there, even if you were the only one who saw them. Eventually, you faked being cured of whatever level of psychosis they thought you had, stopping the medication that sedated you. You simply learned to pretend they weren't there. It got easier as the years progressed, however some days were more difficult than others, depending on the size of the curse, and depending on how in your face it wanted to be. You thought you would just live like this—on the verge of a mental breakdown one day at a time. Until you met Geto.

You saw him one day, at the tail end of swiping away at one that seemed to be a pretty big nuisance for him, before condensing it into a black orb and ingesting it. You couldn't help but stare, eyes wide and hands trembling. It was someone else that saw them, someone else that can do something about them. There was no way you hallucinated that. He glanced over at you in disgust that a monkey would even have the audacity to look at him. But tears accumulated in your eyes, and you whispered "you see them too?"

He softened immediately after that.

Geto took you in, soothing your tears after telling him all the terrible years you've endured. Days turned into weeks, of helping you understand what the world of jujutsu is, of what curses are, of his end goal. Weeks turned into months, of him letting you stay with him even though you weren't a fighter, and your healing abilities were barely sustained. He let you stay because he had a soft spot. And feelings emerged. Started to cherish you, started to steal glances, fingers grazing just a bit more than deemed normal.

Geto was in love with you. The rest of them could see it, but they wouldn't dare say anything around him.

"Ah—fuck—'msorry Suguru" you hiccuped, bouncing on his lap, cock buried deep inside your sloppy pussy. Suguru loved you like this, chest to chest, as close to him as possible. It felt right this way. "Let me take care of you, pretty girl. You deserve it" he slowed his movements, wanting to take his time with you. Suguru placed open mouthed kisses on your chest, lavishing your nipples under his tongue. "You're so perfect" he'd whisper, hands caressing your back like he was holding a doll. "I can't believe I've gone my life without you." Another kiss to your chest, and a suck to your other nipple. You gasped, clenching around his dick, juices flowing freely over his balls. "Suguru," you whined "feels good." He kissed your neck, and pressed you closer to him. A hand came up to your head to pull you down for a kiss on your lips, slow and deliberate, taking his time to taste you fully. "I want to make you feel good always, my perfect baby. Taking me so well, your pussy was made for me." Another clench and whine, head lulling to the side out of sheer bliss. "Never want to let you go" he murmured, though he wasn't sure if you heard it.

Geto quickened, a hand coming in between your bodies to rub at the swollen nub at the apex of your thighs. You cried out and tightened around him, orgasm closing it. "Come on, beautiful. Cum for me, I want to feel your cute little cunt milking me" Suguru bit at your neck, angling his hips to hit that delicious squishy part inside you that made you see stars. "S-suguru! A-ah fuck, oh fuck" you cried out, legs trembling and body shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. You rode out your high as Geto continued to pump his length into you. "Gonna cum in you, pretty, gonna fill you up." He thrusted into you a few more times before shooting his load into you. He fucked his cum into you, wanting more than anything to keep it inside that puffy cunt of yours.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

He was going to make sure it took, that you'd get pregnant. You wouldn't leave him now, he was sure of it. But he needed a guarantee.

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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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I love your Rindou writing! Can you do kinktober #31 again but reversed this time? I can imagine him not liking it at first but then getting into it 🤣

A/N: boo this one's only around 900words but it's still fun, I think! I hope you like it, and that it's what you were looking for. MWUAH

Bondage x Rindou

“No.”

“Babe please--”

“Absolutely not.”

“Come on”

“This is insane.”

You had been so persistent the last week about this, as if begging over and over again would make Rindou say yes. There was no way in hell he could go along with it. Sure, he liked a strong woman, even liked it when you took charge in the bedroom sometimes, it was hot. He got off to it. But this? Nah. Rindou wasn’t having it at all.

He wasn’t about to let you tie him up.

“Rinnie, what’s wrong with it? He already tried it, I liked it, remember? I looked good, you said so.” You were really playing with past experiences weren’t you? He sighed, running a hand through his hair, exasperated. “Baby, that’s different.” You pouted, looking away from him. You decided to stay silent, knowing that he wasn’t gonna give in. Even though you really wanted to try.

Well, fuck. Now he felt bad.

Rindou groaned, rubbing his face before speaking again. “You really wanna do this?” You looked over with your eyes sparkling, nodding. “If you don’t like it, we’ll stop. I promise baby.” God, he couldn’t believe he was about to agree to something like this. “Fine. Just once. And if I hate it we’re done. Got it?”

Rindou did not hate it.

In fact, he’d already cum twice, and felt a third orgasm inching its way up his throat when he felt you lick up the sticky cum on his balls. “F-fuuck, babe, stop teasing.” He groaned, trying to buck up into you but tied still. His hands were behind his back, knotted up enough that he really couldn’t get out (he tried a few times earlier before you finally got it, slipping away easily) and ankles tied against the bed posts. You cooed, finger trailing up his cock and scooping up some of the mess, right onto your tongue. “Rinnie, I’m not teasing--I let you cum didn’t I?”

You did, but not in the way he wanted to. He wanted to feel your pussy wrapped around his cock. Wanted to fuck into you like an animal, bouncing you on his dick while you cried. Instead he couldn’t even touch you, last two orgasms didn’t even feel good to him, he only got your hand--and a few kitten licks here and there. He wasn’t really feeling you, not the way he wanted to. It was killing him. But he still hadn’t stopped, seeing how you grinned from ear to ear it was difficult to stop you from having your fun. “Babe, please, just--fuck, give me something here.” He panted, dick twitching as he glossed over your body, fingers now diving into your own pussy. You moaned, bringing your fingers out and shoving them into his mouth. He groaned, glob of precum oozing out of his tip as he tasted you on your fingers. He greedily lapped up your juices, needing more. More of anything.

“You’re so good, Rin...wanna taste more?” He moaned around your fingers, nodding--barely thrusting up into the air. Needing friction. You climbed over his body, dripping cunt right over his mouth. He panted like a dog, trying to move himself up but you were too high up for him to lick at you. “Baby” He found himself whining for you, pleading eyes finding yours. Slowly you dipped down, sighing as his tongue lapped around your lips and clit. You seated yourself fully on his face, and Rindou felt his fingers twitch--he wanted more than anything to fucking grab your thighs and pull you onto him, not letting you escape until he had you crying and screaming above him. “Rindou, feels good~” You whispered, grinding on his tongue, using the tip of his nose to nudge at your clit. You squeezed at your tits, tongue lolling out and letting drool drip down to your nipples, pinching and flicking them for your pleasure.

You looked so fucking good above him, using his mouth in any way you wanted. He lifted his head more, suckling at your nub and licking around your lips, fucking his tongue as deep as you’d let him. His cock kept twitching and jumping each time you moaned and whimpered for him. He was about to cum untouched, and he couldn’t find it in him to care at all. He finally had you on his mouth and he would make damn sure you came on his tongue. You continued humping at his face, looking down at his piercing eyes as he ate you like a man starved. “A-ah fuck, just like that, please, pleasepleaseplease-” Your thighs trembled, and you found yourself convulsing on top of him as you came, riding your high on his face. Rindou couldn’t stop himself, and covered his stomach in his own cum. You looked too fucking good.

You lifted yourself off his face, seeing your juices dripping down your thighs and off his face. “Fuck baby, real fuckin’ tasty.” He chuckled, still trying to loosen his restraints. You giggled, and lowered yourself to his still hard cock, hand wrapping itself around the length. He hissed, bucking up into your hand as you aligned your sloppy cunt with him.

“Just one more, mkay Rinnie?”

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