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chrollohearttags · 3 months

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snooze • portgas d. ace

your boyfriend can’t sleep unless you’re by his side..for many reasons.

sleepy/sonmo sex, hints of free use, modern au, black fem reader, early morning quickie, creampie, nipple play, teasing, him whimpering a lot :(, just some domestic, soft smut, pet names used

word count: 2.0K

📝: as you all can see, my brainrot for this man has become so god awful, I fear it will take a shovel to dig me out of these trenches. But I love it here! (also, the title is not based off of the song by any means.)

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2:15AM…

night had long fell cast over the sky..faint inklings of stars littered the black backdrop as tiny white dots. The vibrant moon illuminating the entirety of the sleepless city as the daily bustle of blaring car horns and menial chatter has slowed to the sounds of a few cars either heading home or starting the day early. Through the window of the third story apartment where you resided..shined a single beam of light on two sleeping bodies. Entangled in the warmth of the sheets on the chilly winter night..underneath, limbs intertwined as you enjoyed the bliss of sweet slumber..

“Mmmph..”

faint mumbles arose as they vibrated against the crook of your neck. Your boyfriend’s face was nuzzled between the crevice of your neck as he shuffled around in his sleep. His muscular, inked up forearms coiled around your waist with his hands placed to your abdomen; holding you close to him. Nowhere else in the world that either of you would rather have been..it was paradise, an absolute dream..and for your doting, sweet man..he was enjoying it quite a bit! The friction of his lower half rubbing against your backside; gently rutting his hips into your plump flesh as to not ruffle too much but make you subtly aware of his intentions. Those hands eventually roamed from your waist and tummy to the top of your body, resting idly on your breasts. He seemed restless, for a better lack of terms. Although he probably slept more than the average person due to his narcolepsy, Ace did have his weaknesses. For example, he couldn’t be at peace unless you were plastered to his side. You were his comfort, his peace and he couldn’t function unless you were right there. But alas, it wasn’t the only reason he enjoyed lying next to you every night..it definitely had its other perks. Just like at that moment, where he was toiling with the lace on your short silk teddy. The one that barely even covered your ass as you walked away..the one that had his mind straying to less than savory thoughts when you were awake. It couldn’t be helped..your body was an absolute work of art that he could admire for hours on end and never grow tired. Neither one of your eyes were open; still far too exhausted to do so, but he’d slowly feel you up as you laid there quietly. Running his fingertips along the delicate portions of your skin, still muttering and eventually, leaving gentle pecks on your shoulder blade. “Baby…” the only thing he managed to get out before muttering against your neck once more.

Meanwhile, you could still feel his pelvis bumping against you..naturally, you didn't hesitate to meet him halfway. It was obvious that neither of you were going to truly be able to rest until you achieved your mutual goal. Because truth be told, when you couldn’t doze off the way you wanted or your body wanted craved more than just sleep to replenish it, there was only one way to quell that urge:

“..need you so bad..”

hell, it was all the more fun when you pretended to be fully asleep..giving him full fledged permission to use your body when he saw fit. Taking claim to it when he was ready. Sometimes, you loved it when he woke you up with his cock nestled deeply inside of you or vice versa, when your pretty little lips, wrapped around his shaft, drove him out of slumber. It was easy to surmise that he was going to take advantage of said consent..made things all the more sexier. Still mumbling, you’d begin to whine very faintly as you felt the covering of your top be pulled down and your nipples exposed to the cool air. They were erect and sensitive to the touch. Practically writhing each time he so much as even brushed them. By this time, you were also wiggling your hips and bogging yourself onto his crotch. It was clear that things were about to intensify and neither of you wanted to put a halt to this little charade either.

2:30AM…

“..you’re so wet, baby..this all f’r me?’ His words seem to have fallen on deaf ears but he could tell by your physical reaction, that wasn’t the case..you were clutching the sheets far too tight for someone that couldn’t feel a thing. You were only becoming more and more aroused by the minute..that silky slick coating his fingertips. Meanwhile, you could feel his bulge pressing against your cheeks..so swollen, it were as if he’d burst any minute. “Don’t be shy, you can tell me..” a faint chuckle rising among his deep voice, rattling off whilst he held you close. This man had talked you through many orgasms with that heavy tone of his and he knew how much you loved when he spoke to you all quietly like this. “That’s okay..I know what you need..” he was very much vocal and yet, he was still seemingly asleep. His eyes still shut!..but it wouldn’t remain that way for long because as Ace reached down to tug at his waistband, removing his cock from its confines, (y/n) very subtly hoisted your leg, assuring him that you wanted this just as badly..taking the hint, he’d clutch your waist and pull you towards him, smacking that tip to that warm, juicy slit of yours. Almost as if his senses were incredibly heightened..his mind constructing a roadmap of your beautiful body and no vision was needed. A giant smirk lay plastered across his face. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you.. “Let me have you, please..fuck..” that once deep voice becoming desperate and whimpering in a high pitched wail; that mushroom tip aching and leaking with the absolute need to be fill your hole. To take claim of your special spot only the way he knew how.. “..shit..” “..mmph!” Simultaneously reactions from each of you. It seemed that you could no longer maintain your silent charade and he could no longer fight those insatiable urges..and both of you were ready to fuck until your bodies truly tired out beyond repair. The kind that would undoubtedly put you right back to sleep..

2:40AM

sounds of clashing flesh ricocheted around the room, the clapping noises of his pelvis colliding with your heavy asscheeks as he pounded into you. A cusped hand stationed around your throat to keep you reigned in when you began to pull away from the strokes he was feeding your greedy cunt. Unable to quell his whiny cries because of the sensation. He’d never felt anything like it! So warm and silky..it was a miracle he hadn’t gotten you pregnant yet..constantly finding it hard to pull out once he was inside of you. Rutting into you like a pathetic pup rutting his pillow. A sheath of wetness forming from the constant thrusting..and his earlier teasing. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight, baby..pussy’s so fucking good..” the sweet nothings rattled off into your ear with his dick nestled deep between your folds.. “..shit! Right there..so good..” heavy huffs breathing down your neck whilst he persisted. Pulling you even closer, Ace tilted your head back slightly to lace your jawline and throat with sloppy pecks. It was absolute bliss if you’ve ever felt it. “I love you..love you so fucking much, baby. Thank you for letting me wake you up like this..” a faint chuckle arising from between his moans. It was blatantly clear to see that he was enjoying this little early morning rendezvous more than you could imagine. “I love you—oh fuck!…’s too much..'' crying out with your hand smacking the mattress and clutching the sheets. Your legs shook violently and all you could do was withstand the sensation of that thick, throbbing cock bottoming out inside of you. Sometimes, it was a miracle if you could fit it all..he was so lengthy as well and you’d oftentimes find yourself begging him to take some out around the five inch mark. “Aw, baby..you’re so small. Just makes stretching you out all the more fun..” referencing not your body type, but rather that pretty pussy..regardless of how many times you two had sex, you still managed to wrap around and squeeze him to no end. Cream slathered all down the entrance and he would lean up to examine the mess, along with the ripple of your thick ass via the moonlight..

2:48AM

“F-fuck..gonna come, daddy..please!”

“Ooh, I love when you call me that..are you gonna let go f’r me, sweetheart?”

Still lying on your side with your leg hoisted high, he’d continue going..even teasing your clit to add to the euphoric feeling. Both of your eyes had peeled wide open and there was no halting this passionate round of love making. The name causes a throbbing sensation to rattle off inside of you as his cock twitches yet again.

“So let me see that pretty face when you do, baby. Come on, let it out—“ amid the resuming of his deep strokes, Ace would coddle your face in his palm, sweet talking you through that impending orgasm. Spinning your face around to meet his own. He was always such a kind and attentive lover. Making certain that you got yours long before his own. His true satisfaction lies in seeing you grip the sheets and call out his name. It didn’t take long before he was granted his wish and you were heaving as that orgasm came barreling out of that entrance and splattering his thighs as he fucked it out of you slowly. Emitting gentle streams with each thrust until you couldn’t spill another drop.

“Aww, good girl..good girl..you’re squirting. So fucking wet..I love it.”

you’d find yourself caught in another kiss shortly thereafter; passionately and slowly…but that wasn’t the end of this. He needed to keep going until he had nothing else left to offer..until you were filled to the brim with every last drop of him. “Nnnngh!..” “I know, pretty..I know..but you’re doing such a good job..I don’t wanna stop.” Growling and laughing in your ear as his strokes became a lot rougher and more sporadic. He was nearing his peak. That much was evident by the way his nails dug into the flesh of your hip. Met with the recoil of your thick ass each time. You were squeezing him so tight, he could barely withstand it. So with a couple more sharp, pounding thrusts, you’d find your boyfriend clutching onto your skin and drilling until you felt it all come to an abrupt halt.. “f..fuck!..hold still, baby. I’m so close—“ a mere few seconds later, you’d feel his movements cease but those hot, thick ropes of cum pouring into your womb. Filling you up with every ounce of his seed until he couldn’t go any further. Whimpering and crying out for you in the process. Begging you to let him breed you..and once he finished, Ace would remain inside of that tight cunt, stroking the side of your face and marking your temple with light kisses.

“That was perfect, sweetheart..”

“Yeah..thank you, baby..”

3:00AM

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visionarymode · 5 months

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Winter Whispers

✧ warnings: smut, language, 18+

✧ pairing: roman reigns x female reader

✧ word count: 2,832

“God, it’s fucking freezing out there,” he breathed out as he shut the door behind him.

“Baby I told you to just leave it for tomorrow,” you sighed, getting up from the couch to walk over to him. Your jaw dropped at his bright red nose as he rubbed his hands together. He looked so cute all bundled up with his black beanie and thick jacket.

“Oh my god,” you giggled, still baffled that he wanted to go outside in this negative degree weather to shovel the snow. Yet he insisted that it wouldn’t be a big deal and he’d be quick. You grabbed his big, cold hands to wrap your own tiny, warm ones around them as you got on your tip toes to kiss him. His lips were so cold yet still so soft.

“Mm,” he hummed as he went in for seconds. “I feel warmer already…” he deeply mumbled against your lips making you lazily grin with your low eyelids focused on his own pearly whites.

“Let me get daddy some hot chocolate first,” you giggled as he playfully grabbed a handful of your ass.

You walked over to the kitchen counter and added whipped cream to both mugs and topped it off with some mini marshmallows and chocolate drizzle. You couldn’t help but stare at his gorgeous self as he cleared his throat, took off his jacket, and slicked back a few strands of hair falling in his face from his messy bun. He caught you looking and quickly steered your attention at the drinks in front of you as he licked his lips and ran his hand over his thick beard. You felt your cheeks flush as you heard him chuckle at your embarrassment. He got himself comfortable on the big couch as you grabbed both mugs and headed over join him.

“Thanks baby,” he smiled as he took a sip of the mug, dramatically fluttering his eyes as he licked the remaining whipped cream from his lips.

“Good huh?” you giggled, plopping your self next to him as you swung your legs over his lap.

“Mhm,” he mumbled as be took another sip, his other hand gently rubbing on your bare leg. His subtly eyed your exposed skin as be lowered the mug from his lips that he licked, watching you as you teasingly bent your knee and rocked it side to side making his gaze slowly peer up your entire body. You were wearing an oversized ugly christmas sweater with nothing but panties underneath and some long fuzzy socks.

“What?” you chuckled, as he raised his brows, a smirk creeping up on his lips. He loved your subtle yet scandalous little outfits you always put together.

Your eyes focused on his as you took a sip from your mug, purposefully letting some slip on your bottom lip. You wiped it with your thumb and laughed at his sudden tight, frustrated grip on your lower leg.

“Quit your little games and come sit on daddy’s lap…” he deeply ordered as he snaked his hand up your thigh. You placed your mug on the coffee table and obliged as you hopped on his lap. You heard him wince as he turned his body to set his own mug on the table.

“Are you okay?” you asked worriedly, furrowing your brows at his sudden pain.

“Yeah…my shoulders just a little sore from the shoveling,” he grunted, looking back up at you as he scratched his beard.

“Just a little?” you asked again, your tone slightly above a whisper as you softly smoothed your hands up and down his upper arms. You knew he was undermining how painful it really was, he was always one to not make you worry.

“Yes…just a little,” he not so convincingly reassured, pulling you in by your sweater to place a kiss on your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck allowing your foreheads to press together as he ran his hands up and down your back. He cupped the side of your face, keeping you close as he sensually took his time exploring your mouth with his thick, warm tongue.

“You’re still cold,” you whispered with a frown, feeling him shiver a little beneath you as his face still felt chilly.

“But…you’re helping…a lot,” he whispered back in between kisses. Your lips stayed connected on the last one, both of you transferring some extra love and lust towards the other as your fingers brushed his beard. He sniffled a little, making you hide your laugh at his still bright red nose.

“What?” he asked, playfully furrowing his brows as you played with his sweater strings.

“Your nose is so red. You look like Rudolph,” you teased with a giggle.

“Oh I’m Rudolph now?” he sarcastically asked with a deep tone, brushing strands of your hair out of your eyes.

“It’s cute though,” you reassured, your hands resting on the sides of his neck as you leaned in to kiss his chilled nose. You pecked it again as your thumbs softly swiped across his freckles sprawled under his eyes.

“It makes your freckles pop,” you softly spoke, kissing each freckled side. He wrapped both arms around you, pulling you as close to his chest as possible with another little grunt, and you knew it was once again from his soreness.

“I know you’re in pain,” you pulled back to whisper, running your hands up and down his biceps again as he lovingly gazed at your concern, his eyes crinkling from his smile.

“Sweetheart…I’m fine,” he reassured once again against your lips with his big, plump soft ones. You both exchanged about five short and audible kisses before you came up with your own offer.

“You sure? I could give daddy a little massage…” you bribed, trying to hide your taunting smile. You delicately and dedicatedly dug your fingers into his shoulders to show him a preview as he pleasingly inhaled from the temporary relief.

“Uh huh…” you mocked as he closed his eyes from the wonders of your fingers.

“That does feel good…” he pleasantly responded, his eyes still closed as he licked his lips.

“Mhm…a little massage…and a nice, hot shower will make daddy feel real good” you whispered as you snaked your hands down his chest and stomach, picking the hem black hoodie, reaching further underneath to pick at his long sleeve. Your little grind against his bulge got him to open those deep brown eyes of his as he bucked his hips in response.

“Oh yeah?” he deeply asked slightly above a whisper, his eyes fixated on your bare thighs as they slowly gazed up your body and eventually up your hungry, inviting eyes. He ran his big hands over your tiny body, cupping your breasts, a smirk creeping on his lips as his right hand found your cheek to cup it, pulling you down onto his laid body. You both moaned as your lips found each other, tongues enticingly swirling to savor each other’s sweet and cocoa taste.

“You’re so beautiful…” he groaned between kisses and head turns as he squeezed your ass cheeks, using them as leverage to rub against his hard on. You satisfyingly exhaled as his hand moved from your cheek to the back of your head to grab a handful of your hair to pull on, exposing your neck. He left sloppy, wet kisses down your jaw making you bite your lip as you felt your panties get wetter…and wetter…

“Mmm…” he deeply moaned as he slid his thick, warm tongue along your neck. A hushed gasp escaped your lips as he sucked on your sweet spot, his large hand tightly squeezing your right ass cheek as you let yourself unapologetically ride his bulge.

“Roman…” you moaned his name as his lips audibly smacked against your sensitive skin.

“What sweetheart?” he asked as his hands smoothly ran up your lower back and around your hips to tightly grip them as he removed his lips from your neck to gaze up at your flushed face.

“Hm?” he pressured again, running his thumb across your glossy, wet bottom lip as your lost eyes never left his sinister ones.

“Wanna hit the shower with me?” he whisperingly asked as your lips naturally parted, allowing him to slowly slip his thumb inside and along your warm tongue, making you suck on it.

“Mhm,” you nodded with a not so innocent grin, his thumb fondling with your lip again as he flashed his own pearly whites. You yelped as he suddenly scooped you up into his arms. Your legs naturally wrapping around his torso, giggling as he spanked you while heading up the stairs.

“You can put me down I don’t wanna make your shoulders worse,” you expressed in worry again as he kissed his teeth in disagreement. He placed you on the counter, gently grabbing you by the throat as your lips brushed together.

“Stop…worrying…about my body…and let me fuck yours,” he growled. You practically moaned watching him slowly and torturously take off his shirt, exposing his tanned, tatted, and muscular body. You slipped off your own sweater, exposing your black laced bra and panties while he turned on the water on.

“You’re so perfect…you know that?” he softly asked once he turned back around, keeping his fascinated and loving eyes on you, tilting your chin up with his finger while the other one found your back to unclip your bra. It fell in your lap before he snatched it and threw it on the floor making you grin against his lips. Your legs clutched to his waist as he easily scooped you back up in his arms. You both exchanged a slow kiss, smiling against each others lips as he stepped inside the shower. You couldn’t help but feel guilty about him continuously carrying you with his sore muscles but he instantly made you forget as his tongue wrestled yours. You got lost in his juicy and wet lips and forgot you were even under the running shower by how quickly you both got wet. You gasped as he dropped you down and spun you around without warning, grabbing your hands to place on the wall as he pressed the tip of his dick between your ass cheeks. He held both of your hands up above your head with his left hand, the right one hooking right under your panties to feel your wet lace.

“Baby…” you moaned as he left sloppy kisses down your back, his hands roaming around your curves as he knelt on the floor. You felt his hands grope your ass cheeks, the sudden poke of his teeth on your skin as he held the hem of your laced panties with his teeth, sliding them off as you lifted each leg to help him.

“Good girl…” he muttered with the lace still between his teeth, smacking your ass again as you turned around at the sight. You bit your lip, lovingly gazing up at his tall figure, soaked in water as it dripped down his body…making you snatch the panties between his teeth and throwing it over the rod. His lips found your neck again, making your eyes flutter as your right hand reached below to stroke his slippery, hard, and tanned dick in your palm.

“You wet for daddy?” he moaned in your ear, his two middle fingers sliding up and down between your sticky, slick folds making you gasp from his touch.

“Yes…” you whined as he slowed down the pace of his slithering fingers between your folds, teasing his long middle one against your hole. His dick was rock hard against your belly as he grabbed your throat with his other free hand, keeping a tight grip on your neck while that thumb and forefinger toyed with your jaw.

“Please…” you begged with a gasp as he slowly slipped his middle finger inside of you.

“Hm?” he taunted, placing his wet lips on yours. You panted between the slippery kisses as you nodded, hoping he’d fulfill your begging needs.

He removed his finger to slide it against his tongue, enclosing his lips around it as he tasted your needy, sweet juices. He picked you up and pinned you against the dripping wall, his left arm wrapped around your lower back as his right grabbed his dick.

“I got you baby girl…” he cooed with a reassuring, sexy nod as he dragged his streaming tip along your soaked entrance making your mouth drop open. He dragged it in vertical strokes a couple times before slipping his entire length inside of you with ease, making you both moan at the familiar and pleasureful reunion. He started with nice, slow, easy thrusts as you both moaned against each others tongues. You jerked in his arms, struggling to stay still as your legs tightened around his waist.

“Feel good baby?” he groaned, the fast droplets of water falling between his lips as he spoke, pulling you right back in between them as you bit his soaked bottom lip.

“Yes…fuuuuuck,” you cried out with a gasp, his thrusts intensifying, the sound of his doused balls slapping against your wet skin growing louder, and the parting of his mouth widening from his gratifying bliss watching you in pleasure.

“Like that sweetheart? You like daddy’s dick?” he moaned as his hand slid over your drizzling thigh and around your ass to spank it.

“Y-Y-Yesyesyes…” you loudly moaned, your left arm sliding off his neck to cup the right side of his wet and glistening bearded face. Water dripping down his dampened strands of hair and parted lips as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your head fell back to the wall for a split second before a new wave of warm, shocking pleasure sparked your lower belly making your head fall forward onto his forehead. He slid his tongue into your mouth to get another whine out of you as he subtly slowed down his thrusts.

“You gon’ cum sweetheart? You gon’ cum for daddy?” he deeply whispered yet was so audible over the loud drops of water from the shower head and your wet bodies smacking against each other. He held you tight as he took a step back to get you both covered right underneath the water, slapping your right ass cheek.

“Yes daddy…” you gasped as he picked you further up against the wall, slowly sliding you back down the tiles at the same pace of his tongue as it licked you between your middle breast bone and back up to your neck as his dick slipped right back in you. You felt like you were seeing stars as your eyes fluttered uncontrollably, your breasts bouncing frantically against his soaked and tatted chest, and his moans filling your ear as he pumped his length in and out of your overstimulated pussy.

“I-I-I’m gonna cum,” you moaned with heavy pants as the his grip around your body and left thigh tightened. You felt your walls contract around his throbbing dick, his thrusts quickening by the millisecond. Your eyes struggled to stay open, the water hurriedly dripping down your fluttering eyelashes.

“Cum with me sweetheart…cum all over daddy’s dick,” he coached you as his heavy grunts heightened. Watching him soaked, in pure bliss, and hearing him call you your favorite name sent you right over the edge as you shut your eyes with one last loud and high pitched moan as your orgasm took complete control. He thrusted one last time inside of you, keeping his dick deep inside your gushing walls as his own warm and creamy cum filled you up. Your arms stayed wrapped around his neck and both of your heavy breathing slowed down to peaceful ones as he removed a couple wet strands of your bangs out of your face.

“I love you…” you whispered against his lips as he caressed your cheek with his thumb, a smile spreading across those dripping lips.

“I love you more sweetheart,” he confessed with a passionate kiss, slowly dropping you back down to the floor, both of his thumbs still cradling the sides of your face.

“Real shower time?” you asked with a giggle. He nodded as he flashed his pearly whites, using his right hand to move his hair out of his face.

“Real shower time. C’mon now…” he teasingly ordered as he ran his fingers through your hair, grabbing your shampoo with his other hand.

“No…you first. Your body needs a break,” you tried grabbing the bottle out of his hand but he snatched it away.

“Break?” he asked with a chuckle. He poured some into his hands, lathering it up as he rubbed them together.

“Baby-”

“Baby…” he cooed back as he interrupted, spinning you around by the waist as he started massaging your scalp with the shampoo.

“We gonna get cleaned up….and then I’m gonna make this pretty pussy cum all over again once we done.”

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sharks-n-bones · 4 months

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JOHN DORY TIME LET'S GO

Survivalist pre-flood

Luckily already good at surviving after being alone in the woods for 20 years

When the water first started rising, he and Rhonda went to higher ground and JD started building his boat. When the rains started coming, a nearby river let into a flash flood and washed them away

JD woke up fine on a dry (for now) piece of land, covered in cuts and scratches but nothing serious

Rhonda was nowhere to be found

He has this hiking pack/backpack type deal he keeps on him that he luckily managed to hold onto, so he still had his survival stuff (and some memorabilia)

Most of his clothes and stuff, though, were lost with Rhonda

He managed to make a decent boat before the water rose too high. With every island he stops at, he tries to expand it to fit Rhonda (and his brothers) when he finds them

Despite losing Rhonda… she isn't his biggest concern. He's looking for his brothers, first and foremost

He doesn't believe they're dead, and he refuses to believe this flood could kill them, but he's a Big Bro™ and he's concerned for his bros so you bet your bottom dollar he's gonna be lookin for them

His boat started small, and he fashioned a paddle out of an old shovel just in case there was no wind to catch the sail

Once the storms finally cleared, the sun started doing its duty, and John Dory had to stop wearing his beloved jacket because it's just too damn hot in the sun

He did, however, fashion himself an open shirt out of some leaves

Now, the seas are pretty trying, a and the creatures even more so. JD can fish better than most, but sometimes fish fight back. He's got a couple scars from having to fight some off

From being alone for 20 years and now the flood, JD is a bit on the feral side. Trusts his instincts, knows how to hunt, great nose and better hearing

Perches on the front of his ship sometimes

He was actually perched on the front of his ship when he saw the tiniest troll floating along on a piece of driftwood

Poor thing looked exhausted and — he looked closer — fuck, the poor thing was bloody-

He quickly jumped into the water, grabbed him gently and brought him onto his boat. The poor thing immediately passed out once it was out of the water and that's when John Dory realized it wasn't just an abnormally small troll, it was a baby

John cursed to himself and quickly brought him inside. He washed him off with a damp rag, wincing at the wounds and hearing the baby's weak grunt of pain, and quickly set about sanitizing and patching the wounds

It was a bit difficult, considering just how small the baby was, but John had plenty of practice patching himself up over the past 20 years living alone in the woods, so he got the job done

He even ground up some medicinal herbs into a paste and smeared it on bandages before wrapping the wounds with them. The salt water would've helped sanitize them and kill the bacteria as it was, the paste was just an extra precaution

JD made a little space in his room for the baby to sleep. Built a little bed the same height as his own with a little railing for safety. Washed an old shirt and cut it up to make a decent blanket

It was a day or two later when the tiny baby woke up. John had placed the baby in the bed he'd made for him for the time being and was brushing his teeth in the connected bathroom at the time. So imagine his surprise when he hears a loud, deep-ass voice calling out and wondering where he was

John Dory got over his shock fairly quickly, and explained how he found him and what he'd done to help. John asked what happened, and Tiny explained his situation

JD felt bad for him. Almost being eaten, almost dying, now not knowing where his dad could be? Tiny Diamond (apparently that's the baby's name) had been put through the wringer

JD mentioned that he was looking for his brothers. Maybe he could help Tiny find his dad too? He was glad he offered ‘cause Tiny little up and, if he wasn't injured, JD was certain he would've jumped on him

It took a few weeks for Tiny to recover, but JD found it was nice to have company on the ship. He didn't realize how lonely it was before

Tiny was such an energetic thing, despite his injuries. JD gave him a stick to help him walk around, and once his wounds had healed, he sharpened the end so he'd be able to defend himself if another fish tried to attack him. He even made a little strap that goes over his chest with a holster in the back so he could carry it around easier

Sometimes he and Tiny would sit in the front of the ship together, Tiny nestled in his hair, and they'd watch the waves and the sky. Sometimes Tiny would talk about his dad and how much he missed him, what he was like, his aunt, and a few others. John got a kick out of his stories

John would tell Tiny stories of his brothers. How they were all in a band, what they were like. He'd tell Tiny silly stories about them to help cheer him up sometimes

John found himself looking out for Tiny more. Making sure he was okay and not doing anything reckless. Helping him when he tried to do “grownup stuff” like furl the sails when they reached land or when he tried so hard to lower or raise the anchor

He started treating Tiny as if he was his own kid, he'd realized at one point after teaching him how to fish. He'd miss the little guy when they eventually find his dad. Having Tiny around almost made him want a kid of his own

Eventually, they found another ship at an island, and JD had Tiny hide in his hair while he spoke to them, just in case

JD lowered the anchor and jumped onto their ship from his own, saying how he was looking for his brothers. That was, of course, right before he spotted one of them. His youngest brother-

"Baby Branch!"

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hyunsvngs · 9 months

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okay

so im a sucker for domestic stuff and like i just want to hold their hands yk? like be it cuddling in bed and they intertwine their fingers with yours or just anything..

i need ot8 holding your hand

~~bonus if its not only soft but i dirty side aswell~~

it’s not only soft but also dirty side as well.. i gotchu anonnie

chan: definitely holds your hand while you’re just chilling. probs the type to put his head on your chest and just hold ur hand!!! so cuddly and soft i love soft channie. alternatively.. imagining him eating you out and your hand goes down, looking for something to grab, and channie’s there with his for you to hold on tight:(

minho: our silly kitty. he’s probably nibbling your fingers everytime you try to hold his hand but he secretly loves it!! definitely the type to walk with you down the street (he’s on the outside of the pavement!) with his lil hand in yours :((!!! and and imagine him fucking you doggy with your hands behind your back EXCEPT… he’s holding them, and it’s such a juxtaposition to the dirty stuff he’s saying!!! hand holding during aftercare too:3

changbin: oh god holds your hand constantly. literally constantly. he’d have you in the recording studio with him spitting bars and he’d hold your hand while he’s doing it. one hand shovelling food into his mouth and the other holding yours. u’d be sat on the couch and he’d pull you up with his hand in his so you can sit on his lap instead. he does not care. in terms of nsfw.. would love love love for you to hold his hand while you pegged him, it’s so so comforting for him!!:3

hyunjin: i see him as the type to do it maybe a bit less. he seems really romantic, but in the more sentimental kinda way yk? but i think he’d like to go on cute little dates with you to cafes or libraries and hold your hand the whole time. he’d love if he could grab books off the higher shelves for you in the library :( even if ur tall/taller than him he would not care. he wants to look after u. omg and also… he’s totally the type to hold your hand during slow, passionate sex, sweaty bodies gyrating on eachother and little ‘i love you’s whispered.. oh

jisung: softie. big baby. hold his hand 24/7 and tell him he’s your princess. wants to sit on your lap and have you hold his hand and stroke his hair. screams if you don’t. throws a massive tantrum if you refuse to hold his hand for more than 2 minutes. wants to spoon you and be the little spoon and pull your hand around with his to rest on his tummy. he’s just a baby!! anndddd bonus points if you’ve got him laid over your lap spanking his ass raw with his hands held in yours.. he loves it :3

felix: oh god my mind IMMEDIATELY went to baking dates w lixie n your both in cute little aprons with flour all over em, and he’s holding ur hand while he stirs the batter. turns to you and feeds you a lil spoonful, giggling when it gets all over your mouth. hand holding and kisses ALWAYSSSS. he does NOT CARE WHO SEES!! and and and he’d be the type for soft sex with hand holding too, calling you his princess :(( lixie i need u

seungmin: ok i can see seungmin as more of the arm around the waist kinda guy rather than hand holding. he’d definitely prefer that!! he’d wanna keep you close close, ‘safe’ in his mind. butttt i can also imagine him holding your hand absentmindedly while he scrolls through his phone or watches a film with you, like he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it. for nsfw… i don’t think he’d hold ur hand during sex. he’s mean. he’d hold ur hips down but thats it

jeongin: aww our BABY. he is a big big baby and he wants to be held close despite denying pda from the boys every second. it’s different with you!!! you gotta hold his hand!! and god it’s so big..? your hand would be so small compared to his he’d be doin the lil ‘tiny hand!!’ thing all the time lol!!!! he’s so cute. and and he’d love if you rode him and held his hands to show him where to put them, on your ass or tits or even to touch your clit.. omg

#juno’s asks ♡#sweet baby anon #asks: ot8

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e-r0da · 12 hours

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The gym.

Pro-hero Kirishima x Reader

AN: Posting this again. Got too embarrassed the first time around but fuck it we ball.

CW: NSFW, MDNI. Kiri is a yandere. Reader is afab and referred to with gn. Dub-con, praise, use of daddy/baby pet names, heavy-petting and fingering, oral, dacryphilia, and a smidge of impact-play and ass-play but it’s teeny tiny. Reader is developing Stockholm syndrome but they’re in denial.

Wc: 2.2k

“You want to use the gym? Why?”

“Well...I want to be strong—like you!”

Would he buy that?

You held your breath as Kirishima stopped shoveling food into his mouth, opting to chew slowly as he contemplated your words.

You had been working towards this—towards his trust—for months. Would you fail now?

Subconsciously your feet shift, pointing towards the kitchen door. Towards the escape. Not that it would do you any good if you really needed it.

He swallowed.

“You feeling insecure baby? Don’t get me wrong—“ you saw a bit of a blush bloom on his cheeks “—I love that you think I’m strong…but you don’t have to be.”

Huh.

You had told yourself you would stop immediately if he gave you a hard no…but this was harder to read. You don’t need to be strong like him…? Or you shouldn’t be?

You test the waters.

“I-it’s not that exactly. You know I used to go to the gym…before. I miss it. I miss being able to challenge myself.”

You had to choose your words wisely. This was about what you needed for yourself—not about anything he was failing to provide. Saying anything that even insinuated as much would hurt him, and that wouldn’t work.

In the beginning, when you still thought that you could forge a way out on your own, hurting him didn’t bother you. But now that you’ve realized that the only way out was through Kirishima, well. You were forced to come to terms with the fact that hurting him also made him more overbearing, less generous with your liberties.

So you squirmed in your seat, trying to read his silence before deciding to push harder.

You laced your plea with a bit of vulnerability, hoping that would make it ring true.

“I-uh.”

“Yeah?”

“And I guess some insecurity plays into it, too.”

He leans in. You lower your gaze.

The last part comes out as a whisper. “I mean...there’s nothing left to squeeze...down there…”

Jackpot.

Kirishima let out a hoarse chuckle at your confession. You mimicked him, but your laughter came out of relief. You did it.

“Baby! Baby. C’mere.”

He pulled his chair back, spreading thick thighs to make you a seat on his lap while you made your way over. As you straddle his legs, he starts preparing you a spoonful of the kimchi rice you two had made earlier. It’s covered in runny egg yolk as you like, the gooey softness hiding the spice beneath.

He tells you to open wide before he stuffs you with it.

“First of all, I think you have the cutest tush I’ve ever seen, baby. So don’t say that.”

It’s embarrassing the way he watches intently as you chew and try to nod, the way he wipes off a bit of yolk from the side of your mouth, the way he fusses over you.

But to an extent it also made your heart ache, remembering that it was the way he cared—and continues to do so—that made you initially fall for him.

“—plus, I meant what I said, ‘ya know? I’ll take care of you.” He draws you further into him, guiding your head into the crook of his neck, before sliding the hand between your shoulder blades and then down over the curve of your ass. Your heart stutters in your throat when he places a small peck over your earlobe and hums softly, just like he used to do when things were normal.

“So if that means exercise, hmm… We can go to the gym room starting tomorrow! Oh, and of course I can be your personal trainer and give you pointers…” You release a small whimper at the realization of your success. And maybe just a bit at the hand that was now wandering over your backside. Your mind flickered between that taste of freedom and his actions. It felt so good that you didn’t want to think about the way you embraced them both. He continued on. “…of course I’ll keep track of all your…growth so you don’t need to worry about a thing…and, well, there’s a lot of ways we can get cardio covered without going outside…”

He was working you. So well that you couldn’t help but arch your back, pushing further into his chest as he slowly slid his fingers up and down your clothed pussy before giving it the softest of slaps, jolting your attention back to the present. Back to the man that owns you. The man you were trying to bargain with.

You look up at him, warm cheeks evidence of his effect. His affection. He looks down at you and grins. It’s filled with sharp teeth, interlaced with a bit of hunger.

“I love you no matter what shape you’re in, though. So if you ever wanna stop you just tell me, okay?”

Sometimes you forget this is the same man that keeps you hostage.

“T-thank you, Eijirou. It—this—means a lot to me.” You almost surprise yourself with how genuine your response is. You reason that it’s probably because you had only been allowed into just three rooms—the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen—until just now.

That has to be it right? Gratitude for the man that provides for you so well?

According to that logic it’s only fair, you think, to give him something in return for his generosity. So you nuzzle back into him, placing a chaste kiss in the crook of his neck before ghosting your lips over his ears, testing if he agrees. And the way he jolts beneath you feels like everything you need.

So you take it another step further and whisper for him, like a sin—like a confession.

“You’re so good to me, daddy.”

Just for tonight, you think.

Just for tonight he can be the man you loved again.

You’re rewarded by the feeling of him stiff, hot, and ready beneath you—then of his tongue, demanding and wet as he crashes into you from above with a kiss. He almost growls into your mouth.

“Good fucking girl.There she is.”

You feel yourself clench around nothing at his words, choosing to chase down the shame of your actions by committing fully. You don’t want to stop, not when it feels this euphoric.

Not when you’ve been this lonely.

How long has it been?

How long has it been since he's touched you like this, since he’s lifted your dress and stared at your bare form with such adoration, such heat?

Maybe there was a reason why it's been so long, but now is not the time to remember painful things.

His hands drift back down to your lower half, neglecting his own pleasure in favor of remembering the feeling of yours. When his fingers reach to feel your pussy once more, he groans when he can feel your wetness through your panties.

“Baby, oh baby fuck.”

The light at the end of the tunnel is further than ever before as you plead with him.

“Eijirou, oh—please, you need t—mh! Please touch me.”

Your consent is all he needs to be put into action, thick arms wrapping underneath you as he lifts you up and walks you both to the bedroom, dinner long forgotten. You wrap your hands in his hair, still damp from his shower, as you whine into his mouth.

No man has ever made you feel this needy.

He softly detaches from you to lay you down on your shared bed, watching your sprawled, breathless form with wild eyes. Somewhere in your haze he ties his hair back into a small bun.

“So fucking beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.”

He leans over your form, forearms caging you in as he kisses you again. The two of you shake at the feeling of his bulge making contact with your heat, and almost desperately he begins to grind down into you, as if trying to burn through the layers that separate you.

He watches the place where you both connect before releasing a shaky groan into your mouth.

Maybe you know that he’s missed this. But now you realize that you’ve missed it, too.

He backs up a bit to allow impatient hands to trace your form—down the sides of your arms to your hips and waist—then underneath your ass in favor of pushing your thighs to your chest. He stares at the apex of your legs for a moment, deadly silent, before slowly moving his gaze back to yours. It’s red. Everything is red.

Breathlessly, he asks you. “Want my fingers, baby?”

Somewhere deep inside you recognize this moment as a point of no return. And what started as a fight for a sliver of freedom was quickly falling out of your control, but you were failing to realize it.

“Y-yes. Please, Eijirou. Please—mh!”

There would be a special spot in hell for the two of you when this was all said and done.

Your eyes were wide open as his lips engulfed yours, allowing you to watch the way your words sent a violent ripple of his quirk coursing through his body.

The view had you in awe, the feeling only magnified as you felt thick, calloused fingers grasp your panties, moving them to the side.

His desperate breaths on your neck contrasted the gentle ministrations of his hands exploring your pussy, simply feeling its wetness with something akin to wonder.

Why did you make him wait so long, is what fingers seem to ask with the way they hold you.

You try to lean in for another kiss, but he was already gone, dragging your lower half to the edge of the bed where he could watch you twitch and whine from on his knees.

And then he was on you.

You heard a quiet fuck leave Kirishima’s lips but the sound didn’t quite register over the feeling of him dragging his nose through your sex, inhaling your scent deeply as if to ingrain it into his memory.

Without so much as a warning he swipes a finger over your pussy, rubbing the lips from side to side, making you listen to the soft shlick! shlick! shlick! of your arousal—as if he was trying to provide both of you evidence that you still wanted him.

And then he was inside, finger inching into you, eyes glued to your face as you squeezed yours closed in favor of panting softly at the feeling.

“How is my baby doing, huh? She uh—” His gaze quickly shifts downwards “—she miss me?”

“S-so much, daddy” you practically whine. “so much!”

It’s too much, even.

He coos. “I can’t believe I’ve been neglecting my baby like this—” he starts to pump in and out of you, slowly, caressingly. He wants to make you cry. “—want me to make it all better?”

The slight friction had you clamping down around him. You were moaning like he was fucking you, and he just had a finger in. You knew that maybe this would feed his ego, but right now you couldn’t find it in you to be sensible, to care.

“Yes!” His finger starts to withdraw.

“Yes who, baby?”

“Daddy—” you breathe. How could you forget? “—yes, daddy—please daddy.”

A second finger forces its way into your heat, a silent approval of your choice of words that you have no choice but to accept glutinously, a deep hoarse whine slipping from your mouth as you do so.

“Daddy will always give his baby what she wants. Isn’t that right?”

You pant and moan rhythmically with the way he presses against your walls, mental capacity beyond responding. All that you know right now is In. Out. In. Out. And the way he breathily mimics—or matches—your whines as they grow more frantic.

He tells you to hug your knees to your chest and he loves the way you wordlessly comply, knowing how to draw out your more desperate moans when you feel a wet finger slide around the ring of muscle outlining your asshole. Kirishima planned on giving you everything right now. Who knew when you would be this pliable again?

The pleasure you feel when his spit lands on your pussy just a second later—before sliding down and down—makes you want to sob. He’s lubricating you just enough for him to press the tip of his thumb inside your second hole, all the while being your good, consistent daddy that doesn’t stop fucking your pussy with his other hand.

He gets up from his knees slowly, hands still working you, as he moves in favor of having his face over yours, watching your facial expressions transform just for him.

Subconscious tears are slipping from the corners of your eyes, giving him an excuse to lick at your face like a loyal watchdog. Your legs begin to shake. He’s everywhere. Inescapable.

You’re falling, giving in to it, gleefully trying to have it all without thinking about the consequences—when he removes his hands from your body without so much as a warning.

Of course it had to be a choice.

There were a lot of people who thought Eijirou was stupid. Just brawns.

They would never know, at least not as well as you did, how much it hurt to underestimate him.

“…Does my baby want to be fucked?”

You knew he had been waiting—waiting for you to come to him of your own volition.

If you said yes he would take it as you giving in. Of you loving him, in some way or another, like you had before.

After all, breaking you down was always his goal.

#kirishima eijirou #bnha #yandere kirishima #kirishima x reader #mha kirishima #kirishima smut #yan!kirishima

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theladyofdeath · 1 year

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lorcan leaves the house without his jacket because he's mAnLy like that and elide just waits and laughs when he comes back ten minutes later shivering like a little baby

Happy Holidays! I hope you enjoy the quick read. :)

"Where's your coat?"

Lorcan stopped with his hand halfway to the doorknob and looked over his shoulder at his tiny, scolding wife. "In the closet."

Elide, dressed in sweatpants and one of his old sweatshirts, lifted a brow. "You're not wearing it? It's thirty degrees outside."

Lorcan snorted and twisted the knob, pulling the front door open. "It's not that cold. I'll be fine."

Elide laughed. It was a loud, obnoxious sound, even she had to admit it, but she couldn't help it. The notion was ridiculous. "I know you, Lorcan Salvaterre. I give you five minutes and you'll be freezing your ass off."

With a roll of his eyes, Lorcan walked outside, shutting the door behind him.

Gods, he was a pain in the ass. The love of her life, of course, but a pain in the ass, nonetheless.

Elide wished that she had some popcorn to watch the show as she sat by an armchair that looked out at the window near the front door. Sitting back, she propped up her feet and watched as her husband walked to the end of the driveway and opened up his car's hatch to get the snow brush. A storm had come in the night before, piling up a good foot and a half in their driveway. Now, on his way to work, he had to clear everything off before he could hit the road.

And he did it in a thin, long-sleeved t-shirt.

Elide watched as Lorcan brushed off all of his windows and scraped the windshield of ice. Halfway through, she swore she saw him shiver, but he didn't dare stop.

Once the car was free of snow and all windows were clear, Lorcan stood back and crossed his arms. She knew he was debating if his car could make it out of the driveway without shoveling, but eventually she saw his shoulders sag and he walked to the backdoor. She heard the door to the laundry room open and close, then saw Lorcan reappear with the snow shovel. With a sigh that racked his body, Lorcan started shoveling.

His boots were covered in snow, along with the bottom of his jeans, and Elide just shook his head.

Stubborn.

So stubborn.

Once he cleared a circle around his car, Lorcan tossed the shovel in the snow and got behind the wheel. After starting the engine, he tried to back up.

And went nowhere.

She could see his lips moving, could read the string of profanity that was surely echoing in the small space.

Keeping the engine running, Lorcan angrily got out of the car and stomped to the shovel. Popcorn be damned - Elide wished she had a glass of wine.

He shoveled for no longer than sixty seconds before getting back in the car and trying again to no avail.

When he got out of the car once more, pissed off and raging, he blew into his hands before grabbing the shovel yet again. He dug the shovel into the ground and tossed a heap of snow over his shoulder before throwing it on the ground and storming to the front door.

Elide didn't even try to hide her smug grin as the door swung open and Lorcan stepped inside. As the door closed behind him, Elide checked her phone.

"Well, you lasted longer than five minutes," Elide said, crossing her arms. "Not by much, but you lasted longer than five minutes."

"I just came in to....I forgot my wallet."

"Your wallet is in your pocket."

"I forgot-"

"You're cold."

"I'm not cold."

"You're freezing your ass off."

"I'm fine," he snapped, and closed his eyes as the heat consumed him. "Car's stuck. May take a minute, but I'll get it out."

With a snort, Elide pushed herself up from the chair and walked to the closet where Lorcan's coat was hanging. She also grabbed a hat and a pair of gloves before making her way back to her shivering husband.

"You sure you're not cold?" she teased, holding up her arrangement of clothes and accessories.

Lorcan's lips thinned as his shoulders sagged. "Just...give me the damn coat."

"Please?"

"Please," he said, between gritted teeth.

Satisfied, Elide walked close to her husband and tugged the hat over his head before reaching up to drape his coat over his shoulders. After zipping him up, she handed him the gloves.

"Better?"

He huffed in response as he tugged on the gloves and turned to go back outside.

Elide stuck her finger in his back pocket, pulling him back. Even in his distressed state, Elide swore she heard him huff a laugh before he turned with one, thick brow raised.

"Forgetting something?" she murmured, stepping in closer to him.

Those gloved hands went around her waist as Lorcan leaned down to press his lips softly against hers. "There."

"Always the romantic."

He chuckled. "I'll be home before eleven."

He kissed her again and was gone, shutting the door gently behind him. He shoveled his path once again before backing his car smoothly out of the driveway, coat and all.

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paper--moons · 2 years

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Regressor!Shigaraki Headcanons

(with cg!Compress)

After Kurogiri is taken into custody by Tsukauchi and his task force, Tomura is effectively left in the lurch and not just from a more tactical perspective—sure, Kurogiri was their warp gate, but that was far from his only role within the League. Far from his only role when it came to Tomura, too. The loss of Kurogiri affects him far more than the loss of AFO after Kamino, because while Kurogiri wasn't his benefactor, he was his papa. And, being primarily a babyspace regressor who has always had his papa there to help him handle things like his big emotions, Tomura isn't sure how to cope or handle his regression on his own. It's always been him and papa for as long as he can remember, for as long as he has been regressing (which, given what he has been through, started not too long after AFO took him in). The first time he regresses after losing Kurogiri is messy, and it's obvious that someone needs to step up and help the poor dear.

Messy is a bit of a misnomer, as a more apt term for his first regression alone is distressing. With his regression being largely involuntary, it often comes on too quickly for him to notice until it has snuck up on him and it is too late to try to get things prepped for himself. That is exactly what happens when—in an effort to distract himself from their current predicaments—Tomura attempts to relax by playing Shovel Knight with Spinner. They're playing a co-op campaign this time rather than a PVP battle and it was going pretty well, until suddenly his hands feel less coordinated and he's missing the simplest of button combos that he could otherwise practically do in his sleep. Spinner recognizes this loss of dexterity and knows what it means, but that cannot prepare him for the impending tears when he has to explain to Tomura that he can't get his papa when he inevitably asks for him, that his papa isn't here anymore (though he really should have known saying that would only upset the baby more).

The resulting noise from his crying is enough to alert the rest of the League, who all are aware of their leader's tendency to regress—it would have been pointless to have tried hiding it, and the League is like family anyway. So when they all come running, they wind up having a bit of an impromptu family meeting in front of the baby to try and figure out who should take over as his main cg. There's a lot of discussion, which mostly consists of Toga and Spinner arguing about who would be better at it with Twice trying to interject from time to time. It's during this time that Compress takes it upon himself to see to the boy, whose upset was not aided by the loud voices of their comrades. He's remarkably gentle with him, providing the distraction Tomura has desperately been seeking—after all, Atsuhiro excels in the art of sleight of hand, an art that boils down to misdirection: pay attention to this, not that. Suddenly the cries die down, and baby Tomura is mesmerized by the marble Atsuhiro is twirling betwixt his fingers, gasping as it seemingly disappears. The tiny gasp is enough to let the others know that they have their answer.

Now, it is important to note that Atsuhiro doesn't mind being tasked with the role of cg. He thrives in being able to take on a role, to put on a performance. But this? This is different. It's something he settles down into softly, realizing that his tiny audience member keeps his eyes on him at all times. He isn't one to half-ass things either, and so he takes the time to properly acquaint himself with the bag of tricks left behind for him (a.k.a., Tomura's baby bag). All of the standard items are in there: his puppy plushie Mon-chan, his bottles and pacis, his weighted blanket, his quirk-canceling mittens. Things that they've all seen Tomura with before. But one thing that Atsuhiro doesn't expect to find is the small black book that was tucked away in the bottom. Closer inspection reveals that it was Kurogiri's personal...journal isn't exactly the right word, since he doesn't think the man was capable of keeping one. Rather, it appears to be a series of notes. Lists of things that Atsuhiro realizes applies to Tomura. Bunnies. Baby blues. Chocolate milk. Pages upon pages that seem to be nothing but little Tomura cheat sheets. It gives him just a enough of a leg up to help make the transition easier on the little guy.

Still, it is a big change for Tomura and he isn't the best at handling change. Atsuhiro isn't quite as intuitive as Kurogiri was and doesn't miraculously appear the instant his world starts shrinking. Nor does he know how to ease him down when he's too stressed and his regression gets stuck. But those are things a cg learns about their little one with time, and it's clear that Atsuhiro is on the right path already. There are other things that are a big change too, but luckily the baby decides they are a good change. Like the fact that giving affection comes far more naturally to Atsuhiro, and affection is something that Tomura craves whether he's big or small. His hugs are actually so warm, which was quite the surprise. Tomura didn't know hugs were supposed to be warm! The only person he can remember hugging is Kurogiri, and the man was alarmingly cold to the touch. But this is new and warm and Tomura finds he wants to be hugged and held at all times now whenever he's feeling small; it's such an innocent and sweet want that Atsuhiro has trouble denying him (and in fact doesn't, nine times out of ten).

Along with demanding all of the cuddles and snuggles, Tomura quickly makes Atsuhiro his new favorite napping spot. One minute the League can be sitting and discussing their next move—with Tomura sticking closer to Atsuhiro these days even for the more mundane things—and the next he has a sleepy baby dozing on his shoulder. Tomura trusts that if anything important does get mentioned, Atsuhiro will remember and be able to tell him later. Any apprehension from his big self that says this action might be unwanted is almost immediately washed away too. There's an arm being draped over his shoulder and pulling him closer until he is pillowed against his chest, the vibration of Atsuhiro's voice as he keeps up with the conversation lulling Tomura even further away and into the small fuzzy sleepy place he so often visits. And so the meeting quickly turns into naptime for the baby, but should anyone try to suggest they wake Tomura up they'll have Atsuhiro to answer to.

It takes Tomura some time before redubbing Atsuhiro with any sort of cg name—he can't replace papa of course, but he's become just as important to him! For weeks whenever he wanted his attention, Tomura would simply bounce and reach for him with his mittened hands, accompanied by tiny, needy squeaks of Ah! Ah!. (He isn't exactly the most verbal when he regresses and is limited to a few words after all, and it was pretty adorable how he babbled for him so there was no attempt to correct him.) At first they all assume he must be trying to say his name and only nailing the first syllable, but that isn't the case. It takes Atsuhiro longer than he cares to admit to realize Tomura was mimicking the way he tends to get his attention. His gentle Ah, Tomura look what I haves or Ah, be careful, darlings having been latched onto by the boy. Eventually however, he hears Tomura go Ah! Ah! Mama! and knows he is wanting him. He can't deny that the moniker is touching nor can he deny that it suits him, especially when it seems the rest of the League picks up on it as well...not that he minds in the slightest (he finds that he's more than willing to play along with the rest of them, if that's what they need).

#sfw agere #bnha #bnha agere #shigaraki tomura #agere shigaraki tomura #sako atsuhiro #agere sako atsuhiro #moons hcs

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derelictheretic · 3 months

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I gotta hear about SMFYaM Lola Jail Scene and/or Joseph staring at Dean like a creep. again. Those pieces sound so good!

I'll share some of the Lola Jail Scene bc it's gonna take a while to get to it and I just love experimenting with Lola! This is set just at the beginning of the peggies starting their assault on the jail.

I don't write with a comedic tone ever so it's refreshing writing her and I hope it's as fun for everyone else as it is for me!

"Let me at her!"

Lola screeched like an untamed banshee, hands shaking the metal bars on the cell Nancy had been thrown in—For her own safety more than anyone else's. Lola was fuming, ready to throttle her old confidant and ex-favourite-milf. Addelaide would hold that spot now, even if she didn't make her cookies, she was better than the lying traitor who sold out her baby duckling and best friends. Not to mention Earl! She thought for sure those two flirted a few times, she couldn't fathom how Nancy could throw him under the bus like that. For Joseph's sad flat ass no less. Lola couldn't wrap her head around it and she didn't want to, she wanted revenge.

"Give it a rest Lola we kinda have more important shit to be worrying about right now!" Tracey barked at her, walking past with an arm full of ammo. Lola kicked the bars and glowered down at the cowering older woman, Tracey was right of course. She would deal with Nancy later. She'd think about a good enough punishment for her while she was gone, none that Earl would allow but she could still think about them.

She followed after Tracey with a pout, dwadling while everyone else ran around her like headless chickens. Understandable; Peggies hitting them from all sides was something to warrant some stress. Lola paused by the armory as Tracey raced outside, her grey eyes eyeing the guns left. She groaned in frustration, shaking her head and continuing outside without grabbing one. She needed a bit more hands on stress relief right now and those tiny gun weren't gonna cut it. She needed to get dirty, really put her mind and body into it.

She didn't show it, and didn't really acknowledge it herself, but she was scared—Not for herself. She was a big girl, she could handle some religious rednecks, she'd dealt with plenty in her lifetime. But she was worried for her friends, Dean especially. He was new to the team, a little naive despite his age and he didn't seem like someone who could take a life. Which was something the situation very well called for. She mused over it as she hooked her hand around the handle of a metal shovel, climbing up the cars by the stone wall and jumping over it. She landed on the shell of a bus on the other side before jumping off onto the ground.

She hoped Dean was still kicking out there, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night if he got taken out because she slept through Earl calling her. Going to bed blackout drunk never did her any favours. She was just glad she'd been immune to hangovers for a while now, she would have started swinging a shovel around a lot earlier if she had that kind of headache.

#she's just a funny silly goofy lil gal yanno?????#a funny silly goofly lil gal about to unapologetically break some peggie necks <3 #misc: wips #misc: tag game #oc: Lola Darling #Far Cry Tag #dean answers #aceghosts

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 1 year

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Yes, hello, it is I, 💚 anon, coming at you with "just woke up from a skz dream" brain vomit.

I had a snow day with the boys. Me and Innie built a snow fortress out of the mountain of snow left by a plow. (Hot tip from my experience doing this IRL: get a piece of plywood, or your most broken [but still FLAT] sled. Put it on top of the plow mountain. Now just shovel out the inside and put that snow on top of your flat thing. Bam. Somewhat instant snow fortress.)

ANYWAY (like I said, brain vomit)

Innie and I built a snow fortress, using the above detailed method. And by Innie and I, I mean we whined until Changbin and Han did it for us and then we moved into the fort and kept everyone else at bay with the threat of snowballs. Except Minho, who was apparently having a soft day and brought us hot chocolate while we played cards inside. Listen I feel like this part of the dream was inner child fulfillment. And like blah blah blah I know Innie isn't an actual child but he will always be baby to me.

Moving on.

After Innie accidentally low-key actually injured Seungmin with a particularly hard snowball, I kind of declared the fortress open for everyone out of guilt. Which ofc made it no fun anymore lol. So we went sledding instead.

So I'm at the whole ass bottom of the hill, searching for my sled (which had kept going after I fell off it) in the woods at the bottom. Suddenly I hear a VERY Australian "Channie is that your mom!?"

Now, idk why my dram made the following decisions, but it did.

1. I'm already taller than the boys (except maybe Hyunjin, but every man I know who says they're 5'10" is actually 5'7" soooooo....), but my dream went "Oh BTW you were sledding in your boots that make you well over 6'.

2. Idk how tall Chan's mom is irl, but in the dream she was about 5'0". And that's being generous.

So I book it up the hill to greet this tiny woman. Which is when my dream decides to drop some fucking bAcKsToRy on me and goes "oh man, remember how you and Chan used to date? Remember how his mom once said something about how she hoped he would propose soon? Remember how he broke up with you instead?"

So Ms. Chan's Mom and I have somewhat teary hug where I have to basically do a whole ass squat to reach her. And she's being all "It's so good to see you dear." And I, a confirmed Changbin bias, am having a low-key existential crisis from my subconscious deciding to COME FOR MY LIFE. And then we head inside.

And, I know you all know how dream logic works, but I'm going to highlight how fucking weird it is because... listen just CW: titties and dream logic.

The boys and I are all (except Hyunjin who didn't sled, and Chan and Minho who came inside earlier) soaked from snow. So we pile into the house and start just, y'know, pulling off wet clothes in the front hallway. And I'm low-key shameless irl, especially with my bros, which skz apparently is. So I pull my whole shirt off, and I GUESS that I just was braless that day and like... forgot about that fact until Innie fucking SCREAMS about my tiddies being out. So I grab the nearest dry shirt (and weird detail to remember: white, long-sleeved, had shitty 90's tribal designs on the sleeves lol) and tugged it on and went to hide in the kitchen.

Which is where I find Chan, who is shirtless himself and standing over the stove, stirring something. Naturally, best leader asks why IN is screaming, so I have to explain that I low-key flashed everyone while in the pursuit of dryness. You know what chaboy's reaction is?

He LAUGHS. He literally goes "hahaha, classic. As if he doesn't see tits every time we come back from the gym." And he's still stirring the dang whatever on the stove, he hasn't even looked up to see if I've covered myself while HIS MOTHER is there.

Naturally, we fell into a bit of a "that's not the same Chan" and "idk Changbin’s are pretty big" debate before he finally fucking looks at me and gets weird instantly. But does he say anything? Ofc not. I have to pressure it out of him until he finally goes:

"It's stupid. I just don't like seeing you in other men's clothes. But we're not together anymore, so like it's fine if Minho wants to make a move like that I guess. I just wish he'd talked to me first."

So I have to explain that I was not, like, approached or whatever by Minho, and I had literally just grabbed the closest dry shirt. But he goes weird again and goes into the hallway. So I take over stirring the whatever so it doesn't burn. Luckily Minho comes and takes over, and I start teasing him because of what Chan said, because we're bros and I wouldn't I take a chance to poke fun?

But Chan comes back and seems annoyed. So Minho starts with the "hyung, you know I wouldn't try to date your ex." But Chan just like grabs my hand and pulls me into the dining room (this HOUSE btw).

So we're just kind of standing there and he shoves one of his shirts at me and is just like "this is so fucking stupid but please just don't wear other guys' clothes."

So I half joke and half serious start in on him about how A. he's the one that dumped me, so jealousy at this point is low-key fucking ridiculous and B. Minho and I are literally not even like that and C. hey Chan, I'm a whole ass free agent thanks to his decisions so unless I've got a partner idk about

And he just goes "fine, you do. It's me. We're together." And he goes on a cliche tangent about how he only split due to worries about his career and him feeling like he was holding me back blah blah blah and idk I guess we got back together this is where I woke up and was like

"But Changbin tho?"

💚💚💚

Okay two things.

1. I legitimately giggled my entire way through this. Like I was reading a fic.

And then I WHEEZED at the “CHAN IS THAT YOUR MOM??” line and just the tiddies popping out?? Classic. Love it. 10/10.

(Side note: I am also taller than all the boys. Amazon women unite. 🤜🏻 🤛🏻)

Also the fact that it was MINHOS SHIRT. Like tribal 90’s baby? Do better. 😬

Tell me why I got all flustered when Chan was like “don’t wear other guys clothes okay?” Like. Damn daddy. Chill. 🙈

CHAN IS CREEPING. HES TRYING TO BE MISTER STEAL YO GIRL WITH CHANGBIN.

Godspeed, babes. I couldn’t resist the shirtless Chan giving me clothing. 😮‍💨

And 2.

Why the fuck do I never get dreams as detailed as this with kpop groups.

Like. WTH.

I’m insanely jealous of your mind and dreams and alternate universe so if you could please share with the class how you managed this that’d be great.

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 2 years

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Cowboyrry rambling please 🤲🏼

OH OKAYYYYY

okay so let’s talk baby number 2 👹

Let me spit out some names

Hazel, willow, Stevie, Fern

Those are the ones I like and kind of fit the vibe for their baby names

I feel like she comes around Christmas!!! Definitely a Christmas baby- I’ve talked about this

I think maybe she came on the 24th or a couple days before Christmas? Let me know 😢

And Harry would be so excited when they find out the sex he would get right to work and make her such a cute crib, maybe one of those round ones

And I feel like her room would be really pretty and a lot like poppy’s room (check the racer Harry concept masterlist if you wanna see her room) like Forest vibes, maybe fairy or Forest themed

Lots of sage green, I think her crib would be sage green and the sheets would be printed with mushrooms and/or wild flowers

Stop if you think harry was a lot during y/n’s first pregnancy just wait once he knows what he’s in for

Second pregnancy hes even more up her ass

Waiting on her and getting her everything she needs

Now he’s taking over the role of cooking and helping out with the laundry

It’s this pregnancy is different because they’ve already got a little one so he’s trying to help out even more with Edward since she watches him a lot of time during the day when Harry is doing the heavy lifting on the farm so Harry watches him and lets Eddie help out since y/n was laying down because she doesn’t feel well

And y/n still does what she can around the farm but a lot of things Harry won’t let her do

And he’s always talking to the baby and reading books to the baby (we need a name for her)

And he’s constantly doing things for her that she is fully capable of, painting her nails, getting up to grab a water, getting up to get her clothes for her and sitting them out before she wakes up, literally anything he can for her

And he always wakes up before her, it’s just a habit since he’s been waking up at like 5 am every morning to go feed the chickens and check up on the farm, so maybe y/n didn’t get very good sleep the night before, Edward always wakes up about 7:30-ish

So Harry gets his start and walks to the back yard in just his boxers and cowboy boots (absolutely freezing but he tells himself he will make it quick each time) , quickly going to the chicken coop to feed the chickens before checking up on the cows, pigs, all that

And he’d walk back in, reading a chapter of his book then staring the coffee pot, pulling things out for breakfast

And before he knows it he hears Edward walking down the stairs, his tiny bare feet hitting the wooden steps and Harry is all excited, greeting Edward with a big hug “hi, honey. Did you sleep well?” And he lets Edward help out with breakfast so he pours int he flour while Harry makes homemade biscuits

And he knows since y/n got to sleep in a little she’ll be up at 8am

Just before she wakes up Harry and Edward walk up to their room and Harry lays out her go to, a dress long floral dress with a long sleeve under it, and a little cardigan with chunky socks since it was cold

And once she wakes up Edward is already up in bed with her getting in his morning cuddles

And Harry let’s Edward give her a kiss on the cheek before he pulls him out of the bed “we’re gonna go back downstairs and work on breakfast while mama gets herself ready for the day, Hm?”

She gets in her quick morning cuddles with Harry before she fully gets herself out of bed “thank you for letting me sleep in. I’ll be down soon enough.”

“Take your time, flower. Let me know if you need any help.”

And they all have breakfast together with Harry rubbing on her belly and trying to shove any food he can on her plate like a grandma (he definitely does the same with Edward and when he says he’s fully Harry is like “you don’t want any more mashed potatoes? 😔 what about a slice of pie? Another glass of milk before you go to bed?”

And once they are done y/n does the dishes with Edwards help while Harry shovels the snow and feeds the animals quickly, making sure they are warm enough and double checking the lamps for the baby chicks

And once harry is back in y/n and Eddie already have Christmas cookies and milk out on the table and they are making the last batch

“You guys didn’t invite me to make cookies 😔”

“You make a snowman with Eddie earlier, so hurry up while you can, go hop in a warm shower before the grinch is on or you’re gonna lose a good spot on the couch.”

And once harry is back down, in his towel searching for his clothes he had set out Edward and y/n are cuddled up on the couch together, both having a cookie with the grinch paused for Harry, and y/n is reading a book to Edward so he doesn’t get bored waiting for the movie

“Clothes are in the dryer.” She instantly knows what he’s looking for and he gives her a big kiss as a thank you and runs off to change as quick as he can before he jumps on the couch with them and cuddles up, sharing the cookies with them before he throws a blanket over them all and starts the movie

That’s kind of all I have in my brain

Beside the fact that Harry would freak out if he saw y/n’s pregnant belly peeking out of one of his flannels

Maybe she took a warm bath before bed and all she had to wrap up on after was one of Harry’s thick work flannels so she walks out in just that

And he turns over with his eyes still on the book they were sharing “got you those knitted socks set out, just ordered a few more pairs for you.” And once he’s done with the pages he looks over to see if she needs any help or anything

And her bump is peeking out of the flannel and he instantly drops the book “what are y’wearing?”

“My robe is in the wash, so is yours so this is all I have and my arms were too cold for just a towel- and my belly is too big for those towels :(“

“I’ll get some big fluffy ones, get on the bed because s’driving me crazy seeing you in that.”

And once she knees into the bed he’s pulling her close and pushing the blankets off “can’t wear stuff like this when you’ve got that bump ‘cause it makes me wanna fill you up with another baby”

Okay screaming crying

That’s all I have for you

#cowboyrry #cowboy!harry

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purplecraze · 1 year

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Beauty and the Beast AU 30

orange-plane-boy — 10/04/2021 11:05 PM

"Here!" He placed the axe and showel inside and started to pull it

"For now its pretty light so dont worry"

purplecraze — 10/04/2021 11:08 PM

"it won't be once you hit the snow. it'd be better to know where exactly we should be headed before pushing the cart around aimlessly."

orange-plane-boy — 10/04/2021 11:12 PM

"Well i saw it when i got back from the pharamacy, when i had to carry your sorry ass back home" he snorted

"Soo just some meters from the end of the dead zone"

purplecraze — 10/06/2021 9:36 PM

"The sorry ass is sorry. then, I'll shovel the way, just give directions where we need to go to." he took the shovel back from the cart.

orange-plane-boy — 10/06/2021 10:12 PM

Narancia nodded

"We should see it soon, it was really close by and tiny, just a bit taller than you, a baby tree" he smiled "We will spot it easly"

purplecraze — 10/06/2021 10:43 PM

"If my size is a tiny baby tree, then what would a tree your size be~?" he teased, shoveling ahead.

orange-plane-boy — 10/06/2021 11:05 PM

"Im not that shorter than you!" He pouted pushing the cart

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:10 PM

"Fetus tree it is~ what direction is it?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:15 PM

"We just need to keep going straight"

Indeed in the distance there were fianally aome trees and some bird chirps could be heard

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:17 PM

He stopped a little before their destination. "uhm... you might want to do the last few meter, I don't want to end up killing anything along the way."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:26 PM

"Sure" he nodded and pointed at a lil tree.

"There he is! Wait here then!"

He pulled up his sleeves and grabbed the axe

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:27 PM

"okay." Fugo didn't like being useless though, so he helped by turning the cart around so it would be easier to load the tree in it.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:29 PM

"Gonna be quick dont worry!" He said as he started to chop

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:30 PM

Fugo sat on the cart, waiting. "Wouldn't it be great if I'd have control over the curse and could just rot a portion so it'd fall easily..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:32 PM

"Well yeah that swould be cool, but really its not the first time i chop a tree down!" He replied

Would be more great if they could touch tho...

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:33 PM

"Really? for a job? or with your mom?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:34 PM

"Yeah, told ya i lived where i could, and a lot of people dont buy woods when they can chop it for free, that would be dumb"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:36 PM

"pretty sure my lame as all family bought wood.... though I'd think people would buy it if they didn't have the time or the means to chop it themselves?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:37 PM

"I guess" he nodded "But i was trying to save more money i could"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:39 PM

"no, I don't mean you buying it, I meant selling."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:40 PM

"Oh that too" he nodded and striked the axe again (gee i hope no cute boy notice his nice forearms)

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:40 PM

Not with that wintercoat, sadly. But the blond was keeping his eyes on him none the less.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:42 PM

"Almost done!" Narancia hitted the tree a couple of times more ad then pushed it where he wanted it to fall

"There we are pew!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:43 PM

"good job~" he jumped of the cart. "You load it in, I'll shovel to the entrance in the meanwhile, so we can push it together once we're done."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:45 PM

"Yup!"

With a bit of a grunt he loaded the cart with the tree, it was a bit heavy, Nara still wished he had a bit more muscles

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:46 PM

nawww, the boy was too busy shoveling to see you work out those muscles some more~</3

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:48 PM

oh whell, as Fugo shoveld Nara pushed the cart

"Thinking about...we need to make some decorations too!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:50 PM

Fugo hurried back once he's done with shoveling, to help him push the cart. He wasn't a lot of help though, since he was careful to not touch the tree.

"There should be some old decorations in the storage. but making them ourselves could be nice too."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:53 PM

"We could use some of the junk i found around! There is also some paint in the stall"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:53 PM

"alright~ mmmm. should we do something like a theme?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:54 PM

"Uhhh Chirstmas theme?" He laughed

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:55 PM

"yeah, duh. but err... certain colors, or decoration that's funny in stead of classic? I don't know..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:55 PM

"I mean we will make it out of junk i found, its sure gonna look interesting" He giggled

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:56 PM

"That's true." he laughed. "Time to get creative. There should be blank paper in the library too."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 10:58 PM

"Nice!"

When they got back in front of the house Nara told him to wait a sec, coming back with a big vase, and placed the tree inside of it

"ook now I just drag it to the hall and then we will start the fun part!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 10:59 PM

"guess this is all the help I can be. I'll bring the cart back." and he pushed it back to the shed.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:00 PM

Narancia took the tree inside (With a couple of pauses to catch his breath) and to the hall, and then got to his room, coming back with the boxes of junk

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:05 PM

It took a while for Fugo to come back. and after a little, he called from outside, sounding kind of concerned: "Narancia? Can you come over?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:06 PM

"Sure!" He replied coming out "Whats up?"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:07 PM

"uhm." he pointed up to the roof. "There's a bird, in a nest... it'll die if it stays here."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:08 PM

"Uh?" HE checked out "Oh- where its the bird mom?" he tried to spot her

"Also make sense, roofs are warmed than trees i guess"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:09 PM

"It's not the time for them to have eggs, so I don't think it's a young. maybe its nest got destroyed recently and it had to make a new one here..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:10 PM

"Mhhh...Its a problem? I mean its not that it would fly on you anyway"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:11 PM

"you've seen the purple mist, right? it's poisonous..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:12 PM

"Mh,, right" He sighed "I need some thick gloves and a ladder then"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:12 PM

Fugo nodded and checked the shed for the things he needed.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:14 PM

Narancia waited, wondering how a bird ended up there

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:15 PM

Fugo came back, trying not to rush with the ladder.

"It's strange, though. Normally, animals know to avoid this place..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:16 PM

"Yep, it was i was thinking about too, its not that there its any food they can eat"

He said, placing the ladder and wearing the gloves

"Hold the ladder for me please"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:17 PM

Fugo nodded and held it steady in place.

"For some reason, it's not as poisonous for animals as it is for humans, but they will get sick."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:22 PM

"Oh poor thing" he said as he climbed and checked the nest

"Its an european goldfinch!" He exclamed "Hi little one!" Sorry but i have to move you from here" He grabbed the bird before he could peck him and tossed away the nest "Im sorry buddy i know you work hard to make it"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:23 PM

"Can't we place the nest elsewhere?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:24 PM

"I guess i could" He nodded and grabbed that too and then got down

"Then im gonna take this lil buddy back to the forest!"

But before he showed it to fugo, of course keeping distance

"look how pretty it is!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:26 PM

"!" Fugo made absolutely sure to keep his distance too, but his eyes shone with interest. Seems it's been a long time since he's seen a real bird from so close. "i-it is, it's really beautiful."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:27 PM

"Yep! Its really colorful!"

and pissed since he was trying to peck the boy

"Ok ok buddy, im gonna take you and your house back to the forest!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:28 PM

"n-need help? I can hold the nest?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:29 PM

"Oh sure!" He nodded "But i will have to go back to the forest"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:30 PM

"It doesn't spread during the day, it's just that it lingers around the castle. It probably build its nest here around full moon."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:31 PM

"Yep but i mean, i have to place the nest on a tree" He sighed

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:33 PM

"err, alright. should I take the ladder along then?"

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:34 PM

"Oh right that too!" He smiled and petted the bird with his finger "Lets go back there then!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:35 PM

He nodded a bit and took the ladder. "and uhm.....sorry, for the trouble..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:35 PM

"Ah no problem! Its not trouble at all! Its lil birdy?" he asked as the bird tried to peck him again "Haha I have gloves on you lil bastard you cant hurt me!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:37 PM

"hmn...... not like it'd be the first one who died because of me. what's the difference between one more or less..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:38 PM

"Sometimes you say the dumbest thing yknow?"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:38 PM

"huh?" he looked a bit baffled, ladder still in his hands.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:41 PM

"You never killed people or animals because you wanted to- Its not your fault if its a curse! And if you can prevent something from getting hurt, why not?"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:42 PM

"..........." he didn't reply and carried the ladder towards the forest.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:43 PM

"And also if we are taking it back to the forestxit means you care, right?"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:44 PM

".....then, by that logic--...." he bit his lip. "no, never mind.."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:45 PM

"Mh?" He tired to spot a good tree that hadnt any nests aready on

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:46 PM

Fugo didn't speak beyond that, waiting for Narancia to pick a good tree.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:46 PM

"Ah that one" And got close to one tree (You cant point while holding a bird)

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:47 PM

Fugo nodded a bit and placed the ladder, careful to not touch the tree.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:50 PM

"OOK!" He climbed it, placing the nest and then the bird, that seemed to still pissed at him "Sorry again buddy!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:51 PM

Fugo held the ladder to keep it in place again, but backed off as soon as the other came closer down.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:52 PM

"There!" He got down and waved at the bird "Stay there ok?"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:52 PM

Fugo circled around him and took the ladder. "Alright. Let's go back..."

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:53 PM

"Mhmh! back to the tree!"

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:53 PM

"the other tree, yeah..." he walked on ahead.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:54 PM

"Owwh, why so gloomy now?" He pouted

purplecraze — 10/10/2021 11:55 PM

"hh? no, nothing! I'm just fine." and he quickened his pace.

orange-plane-boy — 10/10/2021 11:55 PM

"Ok ok!"

#purplecraze #orange plane boy #fugo replies #beauty and the beast AU

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foryoumyheroes · 4 years

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Sharing is Caring

How [Midorya + Todoroki + Bakugou + Hawks] steal share food

A/N: I miss eating out but what can you do? Please, if possible for you, continue to stay inside as much as you can! I’m saying this bc the actions in these headcanons are not pandemic-friendly LOL Also, crack-ish?

Midoriya:

Oh, what? This little angel can do no wrong, of course he would never take your food without asking and he rarely even asks for a bite of your food unless you offer it up.

Always shares what his mom packed for the day as well as any other meal he has.

Willingly eats the things you pick off your plate. You eat what he doesn’t like. A symbiotic relationship.

Once you guys get to a comfortable part of your relationship he does do weird things in order to be closer to you.

No matter what he uses the same soy sauce tray as you, even when there’s a perfectly good one right next to him.

If you’re eating takeout and it’s a picnic or somewhere outside/inconvenient he will use the same chopstick as you. Just...you take a bite, pass the chopsticks, and go back and forth.

Drinks from the same cup as you. Even if he’s pouring out a cup for everyone and pours a drink out for him too, he’ll drink from your cup and then once you guys are done with that you’ll both drink from his.

He loves it whenever you guys do share food though!! It makes him [heart squeeze~] doing such a cutesy thing. He feels 100% more affectionate whenever this happens.

He just likes being next to you. If you guys get street food and have to stab with the skewers into that tiny box or bag, it makes his day standing so close to you for a while.

Of course, when he first did this he almost died every time because of the mental image of indirect kissing.

Todoroki:

It’s already canon that he offers up his precious soba whenever his close friends are feeling down.

Honestly such a baby boy.

This food sparks joy in me? It must do the same for them as well!

But once you guys get into the extremely comfortable part of your relationship the words “my food” and “their food” get erased from his vocabulary and is now completely replaced with “our food.”

When you guys go to a restaurant, you’re that couple that sits in the same booth seat, side-to-side, instead of across from each other.

He only orders one dish. The waiter will just stand there until Todoroki will be like, “We’ll order another if we’re still hungry.”

If you’re getting takeout, he’ll order two dishes but when you get home you’re still going to be sitting as close as ever eating from the same plate.

As a result every meal you have will always involve him sitting by your side.

The kind of person that never orders the same dish as you if you’re eating together.

It happens so frequently that Fuyumi bought this big old bowl for you two to eat from whenever you visit Endeavor’s house.

You guys are so lovey-dovey and roman -- 🤮 romant -- 🤮🤮 I can’t even say it. 🤮🤮🤮🤮

I mean it’s kinda economical, saving all this money sharing a meal.

Like a dog when they see you eat without them.

If you guys are having lunch and he ends up sitting on the opposite end of the table from you, one sound of you cracking apart your chopsticks will have him noooming over to your side to eat some too.

Quite honestly, if you try to eat without him he will physically fight you to take at least one bite too. He’s just jumping over you while you’re protecting your food from him like a football player with the ball.

[Aizawa: so...do any of you want to tell me how [Name] gave Todoroki a black eye?

Everyone starts talking over each other all at once while you’re saying, “I accidentally elbowed him in the face BUT that was my melonpan though!!” and Todoroki’s saying, “Our melonpan.”]

Kinda cute though because it becomes something you kind of just expect. He’ll buy like a boba, take a sip, and then immediately give it to your awaiting hands so you could taste.

Bakugou:

The person you’re leeching food off of.

He’s like, “FUCK off!” and “Get your own!” but we all know the truth 😊😊

Even tries to pass off his affections by saying that the portion you took from him doesn’t have the recommended nutritional balance so he gives you more meat/vegetables/rice to “even it out.”

Sometimes he’ll even feed you straight from his chopsticks, just straight up shoving food in your mouth. He’ll be really aggressive and pushy but he’ll do it.

If he wants your food, he’ll just gruffly say, “Give me that,” and snatch it.

He anticipates you wanting to eat his food so even though he’s a spice fan he’ll tone it down for you when you steal some from him later in the day.

[People will be like, “Wow he’s such a doting boyfriend.”

And he’ll yell, “Mind your own shit! I don’t fucking feed [Name] all the time!” And then turn around to be like, “Here’s your napkin and I brought you utensils too.” sdfghkl]

[He’ll refuse to give anyone else food, and he’ll say some BS like, “No one is eating this but me!”

Kaminari is like, “but you’re sharing with [Name] right now!”

Bakugou: what of it?]

What if he lulls you into a false sense of security though.

He’s been lowering the spice levels this entire time leading you to believe that you’re getting better at spice and your tolerance has gone up but one day he just suddenly spikes it with spice and nearly kills you.

When you two cooked together you used to grab bites right in the middle of cooking and he told you off saying it was annoying but now he always calls you over to “taste test.”

Hawks:

This bastard.

Obviously he steals food from you all the time.

He even strategizes how to steal food from you in the most efficient way possible.

In more casual restaurants he’ll guide you to the seat that’s closer to the counter/bathroom/water dispenser and constantly asks you to go pick stuff up for him. That’s when he strikes.

Gets one of his feathers to tap you on the side/behind so when you turn your head he starts shoveling food when you aren’t looking.

Doesn’t wait for you when you go to the bathroom. You know this. He knows this. It’s survival of the fittest here.

You get so nervous whenever you get delivery food because if Keigo gets to it first he’s going to eat your fries.

Once he dipped his bare ass hands into your noodle dish and took the egg on top before you could stop him.

Every time he convinces you to rock-paper-scissors him for the last piece even if it’s your food.

Do y’all know that scene from Kung Fu Panda or Power Rangers where they move the last piece around the bowl and maneuvers it with the utensils so the other person can’t get it? If you’re a Pro-Hero too he’ll pull that shit on you.

LIKE JUST LET ME EATTT.

This is gross but he doesn’t even care if you licked something or put it in your mouth to “assert dominance” over it. He’ll just get you to spit it out like a mom bird.

One time he came home early from patrol and found out that you were eating fried chicken without him so the two of you just stood there on opposite ends of the apartment with you staring at him like 👁️👄👁️.

[Hawks: I thought you were bae--

You: Keigo--

Hawks:...turns out you’re just fam. ]

He turns and goes back outside and goes get his own fried chicken and even gets himself a treat ice cream. Takes a picture and sends it to you and everything to gloat.

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patt-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Beach Days with The Genshin Characters!

Wc: 1.7k+

Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe people being creeps? (None of the chars or you tho it’s very brief)

A/N: HI IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! These were supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited. If you by any chance wanna see some for your fav character lmk! I know it says request are closed in my bio but since it’s just hcs it’s a lot less (and I really enjoyed writing these so ajdhdhdk)

🔥Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

🖌Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

🦋Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

💎Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

🍃Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll ever conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

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taixju · 3 years

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White Lies

CONTENT/WARNING: itadori x reader smut, escort!reader, dry humping, oral sex (f + m receiving) rough sex, degradation, exhibitionism, public sex, attempted coersion, jealous/possessive itadori, (basically the whole shabang LMAO), unedited

NOTE: yaaaaa’ll I’m so happy that I finished this - as much as I loved writing it, I got the BIGGEST writers block in the middle of it HAHAHA but damn, this is basically 4K+ words of smut smut smut HAHAHA enjoy some subby + dom itadori (gotta love the switch 😩) thank you to @sukirichi for hosting this masterpiece of an event - despite the mild writers block, I had fun writing this overall HAHAHA *muah muah* also if you’re interested, please check out the other amazing writers and their pieces from the collab, here 💕

SUMMARY: Officer Itadori and Reader are in an established relationship; however he doesn’t know of reader’s side job.

Friday evenings were your favorite part of the week; casually draped across the lap of your boyfriend, you shoveled handfuls of buttery popcorn into your mouth, completely engrossed in the horror movie.

“Ahh,” you lean forward, offering some of the snacks to your boyfriend. He meets you halfway, his attention still glued to the television, inhaling the entire handful; He pulls away but not before placing a gentle peck on your knuckles, returning to his gentle massage.

Screams of the protagonist fill the room; opposite to the sweet mood blooming between the two of you. Careful not to disturb you, Itadori slowly dips down, slipping between you and the couch, eventually pulling you into his warm embrace.

Slipping an arm around your entire body, snuggling close so that you’re nestled perfectly in the crest of his sweet hold. You smile softly, nuzzling his large bicep, feeling so safe in his loving hug.

Glancing down, the intimate position gives you the perfect view of his arms; toned, the flashing lights from the television illuminating the ripple of muscles; that were ever so visible from his fitted shirt; ultimately, distracting you from the movie.

Feeling a little devious, you move slightly, just enough for the curve of your ass to brush his clothed cock. At first, he doesn’t notice; totally oblivious to your seduction.

“Yuujiiii,” you whine softly, reaching a hand to grip a fistful of his hair, giving you enough leverage to grind into his semi hard crotch.

“Ah, Y/N,” he gasps, digging his fingers into your hips: his grip is firm, stopping your suggestive movements. The innocent sounds that left his partially opened lips, send tingles down your spine. You wanted more.

The two of you had only been dating for a little over a month; yet, much to your chagrin, Itadori was a pretty stubborn man. Although, it was one of the many ways he was similar to you. And for some reason, he seemed to be insistent on abstaining from sex. Now, he didn’t deliberately say those exact words; however the two of you had yet to sleep together; and he wasn’t showing any signs of changing that. Now if it were up to you, fuck the movie, you’d do anything to get laid by this man.

“B-baby,” he groans, stilling his own hips. He pulls away, but his obvious large size doesn’t go unnoticed by you. You turn around to face him, still encased in his arms.

“Mhnn why not?” You whine, guiding one of his hands to the inside of your thin panties, coating his fingers in your syrupy slick, “I-I’m so wet for you, baby.”

Your bold action leaves him a panting mess and by now, his cock is raging, stretching against his sweats until it’s pressed firmly against your belly. The sensation makes you crave him so much more, to be loved, filled, and absolutely ravished.

“Shit,” he pants, letting his instincts take over, rubbing your throbbing clit ever so softly. His flicks are gentle, erupting tiny flutters into the pit of your stomach. His every movement is careful; almost scared to hurt you.

“Yuji,” you whine, tickling his sensitive ear. Biting your lip, you let the sudden onset of boldness take over, swinging your leg over his hips, you push yourself and sit up, perfectly straddling the bulge in his pants.

You were feeling pretty grateful for the oversized shirt you decided to throw on upon your exit from the bathroom. The way you were barely wearing anything was driving the man beneath you insane. You trail teasing fingers under the hem of his shirt, grazing the swell of each twitching muscle. The sensation alone made your mouth water, wanting nothing more than to rip the thin fabric obstruction and sink down on his thick cock.

When you grind your hips, the warm slick from between your legs seeps through your panties, staining the front of his boxers. Gripping onto his broad shoulders, you lift your hips and gasp when they reconnect with him, grinding his clothed cock against your clit.

“Yuji,” you breathe, reaching down to slip his length from its confines. Stiff and hard, it springs up, slapping his firm abdomen. Arousal beads at the red angry tip, making you release an unintentional whimper.

Slipping your panties to the side, you coat his exposed cock with your slick. Watching every reaction through hazy eyes, you probe the entrance of your cunt against the tip of his throbbing cock. His eyes close and his head falls back, hitting the armrest. Strands of his light hair plaster to his forehead, crinkled in concentration. The grip on your fleshy hips is unwavering, doing its absolute best to resist every tempting thrust against his sex.

The sensation alone is overwhelming, making your eyes go white, pupils rolling to the back of your head. When the tip slips into the slippery slit of your entrance, the sudden intrusion makes you jolt and cry out in surprise. His size was no secret but nothing could’ve prepared you for this moment.

“Ah,” your boyfriend whimpers, digging his fingernails into your delicate flesh, “Y/N…we shouldn’t-ah!”

The soft whines and soft cries that leave his lips makes the pit of your stomach flutter with raw emotion.

“Yuji,” you pant, blinking rapidly to gain some sort of control, “Yuji, please...I need you baby - can’t you feel me? I’m so fucking wet for you - just for you baby.”

At this point, you’re a babbling mess but Itadori wouldn’t have in any other way - you feel it in the way the tip of his hot cock throbs against your entrance.

Using his insane strength, he lifts you up, squashing your legs together and thrusts upward. At the same time, he begins to flick your clit to the pace of his hips, making you fall forward, rushing to grip onto anything - anything to keep you upright. At every thrust, his balls slap against the flesh, fucking your thighs at a delicious pace.

“Y-Yuji,” you stutter, pawing at his skillful fingers.

“I-Isn’t this what you wanted?” He groans, his thick cock easily slipping in and out between your plump flesh, “Mnnn - Y/N, I’m gonna-...”

“Come for me baby,” you whine, lifting your shirt up to play with your perky nipples, giving your boyfriend a tantalizing show of your lewd body. Feeling the flicks of his fingers become sloppy, you reach down to replace his hand with yours, taking over and masturbating right in front of him. You feel a shiver run down his body as he looks up at you through heated eyes.

Ignoring the screams from the television, you guide his hands to your breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before allowing his instincts to take over. His pinches are soft and hesitant, leaving you right at the edge and wanting nothing more than for him to ravish what was left of you.

“H-harder,” you beg, barely above a whisper, creating your own pace against his trembling cock, bouncing furiously, encouraging his eager climax.

With a grunt, he lifts himself up with one arm and takes one of your hard nipples into his awaiting mouth. He sucks hard, nipping and biting at the tender nub making you cry out and rub at your click even more vigorously. You were close.

But when he dives an unsuspecting finger into your cunt from behind, that is enough to throw you over the edge. You hold onto your boyfriend for dear life, wrapping arms around his neck, you shake violently as your orgasm rips through your poor body.

And just as you are coming down from your high, Itadori comes - with a still of his hips, he grunts, painting your tummy and thighs white.

Panting, you lean down to stroke his face lovingly, before placing a praising kiss to his cheek, “Good boy.”

Drumming your fingers lazily across the linen tablecloth, you pretended to act interested in what the man across from you was saying, but it was proving to be a little difficult with the constant buzzing from your cell phone tucked away in your side pocket. Glancing at his wrist watch; quarter to 7.

Shit. He was paying big bucks to have you till 10 o’clock that night. But you were so tempted to call it off early. The only thing holding you back was the fact that you haven’t taken up a job in weeks - if you called off another appointment, the company was pretty convincing when they said you’d be”let go”. It was just so hard to juggle work and school...and worst of all? Itadori had no idea.

You weren’t sure how to tell him of your... occupation. How could you? He was a “Man of the Law '' and you were pretty sure he’d be against the line of work you did. For all he knew, you were just a full time student in her last year of University.

And to explain all the late nights? You were prepared and excused it due to a part time job as a lab assistant for the night classes on campus.

Classes started at 7.

The labs were open till 10:30.

Then you were left grading papers during your office hours till 11.

You guessed it was pretty convincing since he bought it - to him you were just the average college student.

Internally sighing, you did your best to at least pretend that you were having a grand old time. Although it wasn’t like you had to put much of an effort - your client was completely drunk out of his mind.

Dinner went by...slowly, to say the least. The notifications from Itadori were very distracting, making you wish you were snuggled up back in bed with your lover rather than working.

I’ll be home around the same time. I’m on patrol duty tonight T_T Miss you.

Eyeing your phone from the corner of your eyes, you can’t help but grin. You were hoping that once you got home, there would be a part 2 to the events that took place during last night’s movie date.

“How’s your meal, doll?” Your client slurs, reaching to place a grimey hand atop yours.

“Great,” you force a smile, slipping your hand from his, slyly reaching for your water glass to take a sip.

“Ya know,” he chuckles, slipping a bloody piece of steak into his mouth, his single gold tooth gleaming menacingly as it sinks into the fleshy bite, “You’re not like the other girls. It takes quite a lot to...impress you.”

Meaning, I’m not easy - you internally roll your eyes.

“I like to be spoiled,” you innocently sip at your drink.

“Alright,” he wipes his mouth, “I don’t mind a challenge.”

His comment threatens to make the food in your stomach come back up but you do your utmost best to give him a professional smile.

You pick at your dinner slowly, hoping to kill time. This was the third time you’ve been requested by this specific client and it wouldn’t be the first time he tried to invite you back to his own home - but it was plain and simple, it wasn’t going to happen.

By the time dinner is paid for and the both of you make your ways to the exit, it’s already 9:30. You suggest getting dessert somewhere, hoping to avoid his usual end of the night question.

“Baby,” he slips a hand around you, his creepy words make your skin crawl, “Why don’t we head back to my place. I only have you for a half an hour but I promise you, it’ll be the best 30 minutes of yer’ life.”

“Dude,” you hiss, ripping your arm out of his, “I told you. This isn’t that kind of service.”

“Com’on doll,” The man clings onto you drunkenly, his breath reeking of alcohol, “We don’t even have to go back to my place - there’s a hotel right down the street, what do ya say to an extra hundred?”

At this point you’re fuming. You were an escort, not a prostitute - and you were getting damn tired of clients mistaking you for the latter.

“If you’re looking for someone to sleep with,” you wrench your arm from the man a second time, this time, drawing the attention of the other restaurant goers, “Then, I suggest you look elsewhere because this isn’t that kind of service.”

Geez, you really weren’t paid enough for this kind of shit.

“What’s going on here? Is everything alright?” You hear a familiar voice call out, making your blood run cold.

Oh shit.

“Y/N?” Itadori jogs quickly up to the both of you, concern written all over his face, “What’s going on?”

“Nothin’ to see here officer,” your client staggers as he slips an arm around your waist, pulling you in close, “We were just heading out.”

At first, Itadori looks confused, eyeing the arm wrapped around you, before completely darkening and wrenching you from the man’s grasp, “With my girlfriend?”

“Girlfriend?” It’s the man’s turn to look confused but he quickly regains composure before clicking his tongue, “Look son, there isn’t anything illegal going on here - I paid for her time. Now unless you’re gonna give me a refund I suggest you allow us to be on our way.”

It was the first time you’ve ever seen Itadori completely enraged. His lips are pursed in a thin line and his chest heaves angrily.

As much as he wanted to deliver a firm punch to the man’s smug face, there wasn’t anything he could do since he was in uniform. Instead, he fists his pockets, taking out his wallet, and then throwing a handful of cash into the man’s face.

“I’ll be taking my girlfriend,” Itadori says tightly, taking a hold of your wrist in a strong grasp, before hastily pulling you behind him, “Enjoy the rest of your night, sir.”

He pulls you roughly behind him to the back parking lot, ignoring your tearful protests.

He was pissed.

“Y-Yuji,” you do your best to match his fast, long strides, “I-I’m sorry baby-I meant to tell you, I swear! I just-...”

“Just what?” He abruptly turns around, making your face smack into his hard chest. The fact that he was a lot taller than you, in addition to the anger radiating from him - his bulky uniform raising with every puff of his chest made him look intimidating, yet all the more enticing.

When you don’t give an immediate reply, he huffs angrily, releasing your wrist from his hard hold.

“What the hell Y/N!“ he paces heatedly in the empty parking lot as you trail after him like a lost puppy.

“I didn’t mean to hide it from you,” you feel the heavy weight of tears begin to spill from your already glassy eyes, leaving you choked up. He suddenly turns around, managing to look intimidating yet so enticing in his bulky uniform.

“I was scared,” you say barely above a whisper, looking up at him through your blurring vision.

“Scared of what?” Still angry, you make out the brief look of pain on his face.

“I-,” you hesitate, before darting your eyes away, afraid to look him in the eyes, “I was scared...that you would leave me after you found out about what I do.”

“Y/N,” he walks over carefully before holding your face delicately in his palms, “I would never…”

You look away, still ashamed that he managed to catch you in the middle of a shift - with a sleazy client of all people!

“I will love you no matter what.”

When you pull your face from his tender grasp, he sighs, his hands trailing down your arms before slipping away till he’s not touching you at all.

His touch lingers on your skin and you want nothing more than for him to embrace you fully. But you knew, deep down, you didn’t deserve it. Not after keeping such a big part of your life hidden from him.

A deafening silence rings out in the empty parking lot and you feel his heated stare, never leaving your wilted frame. When he finally breaks the silence, his words surprise you.

“Get on your knees,” he begins to unbuckle his bulky belt.

“Huh?” You sniffle, looking up at him quizzically.

“You heard me,” he hisses, gripping the back of your head before thrusting you downward, “Get on your fucking knees.”

The caps of your knees hit the concrete, the painful sting making you cry out.

“If you won’t believe my words, then I guess I’ll have to prove it to you through action.”

Looking up at Itadori, you bite your lip and can’t help but be intrigued by this new side of your boyfriend.

“This is what you wanted the other night, right?” He chuckles darkly, pinching your cheeks so that your lips protrude outwards, “To be fucked.”

“Y-Yuji,” you whimper, feeling your arousal instantly pool in between your legs.

“Open.”

Understanding the severity of his words, you obey, letting your tongue lull out, all while never breaking eye contact with the man standing above you.

“I wouldn’t do this with just anybody, Y/N,” he whispers, caressing your cheek lovingly, “I wanted to wait - to prove to you that I’m here for the long run.”

When you finally meet his gaze, his face is full of love and adoration. You can’t help but hum when his cock slaps against the flat of your tongue. He chuckles, his breath slightly wavering, taking in the erotic sight of you, sprawled on your knees before him.

“So pretty,” he sighs, swiping the tip of his cock along your plump bottom lip, coating it with his salty precum, “It’s a shame that your date isn’t here to see what a fucking slut you are for me.”

His words make you whimper. It was no secret that he was teasing you - yet this was new territory for the both of you and the uncertainty behind his words made you tremble.

“Should I call him back?”

You nod your head furiously from side to side, before slinking forward, swallowing his thick cock whole.

Feeling daring, you slide hands up, gripping his toned thighs before slipping the rest of his length into your mouth. He’s big - easily hitting the back of your throat. Groaning, you pull back, holding onto his hands, encouraging him to fuck your mouth.

“Ah! Fuck-“ Itadori grips the back of your head, fisting handfuls of your hair, before thrusting forward, filling your mouth to the brim. You can’t help but gag at the sudden intrusion but quickly regain composure and loosen the back of your throat to swallow him whole once again.

Pulling back, you drag your flattened tongue along the base of his veiny shaft, causing it to pulse erotically. A string of saliva and precum droops down onto your lap making you rub your thighs together, hoping to alieve the dull ache between your legs.

Before taking him back into your mouth, you place a delicate, wet kiss to the tip of his cock, making Itadori shiver. His reaction only encourages you to swallow his length whole once again - this time, unrelenting to his small pleads, bobbing your head vigorously, releshing in his salty taste.

“F-fuck n-not so fast baby,” he whines, slightly wavering as he hunches forward, pulling away from your hungry mouth. He groans, looking down at the sight of you - messy and desperate for his cock.

Unconsciously, you let out a whimper and your head lolls forward, wanting nothing more than to have him finish in your mouth.

But Itadori had other plans in mind.

Lifting you to your feet effortlessly, he carries you over to his work car. In the dim light, you manage to read the words, Tokyo PD, that decorate its side.

“Bend over,” his words are gruff and commanding.

When you aren’t quick to follow his order, he shoves you face forward, pinning you to the hood of the car. The sudden roughness makes you cry out; Lifting your skirt to your hips, he rips through your stockings and panties effortlessly, before palming your cunt aggressively.

“Y-Yuji!” You cry out, doing your best to resist his hold but it’s no use. Itadori has you sprawled against the hood of the car like a criminal he apprehended -

“Spread your legs,” he nudges your thighs with his knee. With your cheek pressed against the warm engine and both hands restrained behind your back in his large one handed grip, you whimper when you follow through, your sparkly heels grinding against the concrete as they slide to the sides.

“Wider,” you feel your own slick drip down your inner thighs as he rubs at your poor clit vigorously.

“B-but,” you protest, words coming out slurred, “Someone could see us.”

Slowly, he teases your entrance with the tip of his finger before inserting its full length completely into your drenched sex. The sudden intrusion makes you mewl, the glossy precum allowing him to slip right in.

“That’s the point,” he whispers darkly into your ear. From behind, you hear the shuffle of gravel and before long, you feel his hot breath at the entrance of your sex.

“Y-Yuji?” You try to turn around but are shoved right back into the hood, “B-Baby - what are you doing?”

“Did I say you could move?” he growls, “Keep your eyes forward.”

Licking his lips, he spreads your puffy lips for good measure, watching your cunt pulse - gulping at the cold air. Tongue flat and wide, he gives your entrance a good languid lick, coating your hole with his saliva, savoring it’s tangy taste.

“Oh baby,” he groans, “You taste so good.”

“F-Fuck,” you sputter as you feeling and hearing his tongue squelch against your syrupy walls.

Your legs begin to shake from his unrelenting assault on your cunt. Feeling light headed, you grip onto the car for support and from below, Itadori groans, digging his fingers into the flesh of your thighs, keeping your entire body upright.

Suddenly, he pulls away, making you unintentionally cry out - you were so close.

Aligning the tip of his cock with your entrance, he wastes no time and enters you, fucking your poor sex at a rapid pace. His thick, girthy size stretches your walls to its extremities, hitting all the right places, causing your whole body to convulse with pleasure; eyes rolled to the back of your head and tongue out - a look of complete carnality plastered on your face.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” He pants, doing his best to maintain the fast pace, his balls slapping against the bottom of your ass, “To be fucked.”

“Y-y-yes,” you sputter, rutting your own hips backwards to meet his thrusts.

“You sure it’s me you want?” He growls, pumping his cock into you even faster, your slippery slick making it possible, “You were looking pretty cosey with that fucking asshole earlier.”

“N-ngnnn,” you struggle to form words, “N-nooo o-only you ba-Ahnnn!”

“S-say it again,” he whimpers, his domineering temperament wavering.

“O-only you!” You cry, feeling your impending orgasm approach.

“Fuck!” He curses, gripping onto your hips for dear life; His thrusts are violent making the car rock back and forth, worrying you that someone would walk into the parking lot at any moment.

Gasping, you orgasm rakes through your body, making your cunt twitch - fluttering around his throbbing shaft. Itadori is unyielding, continuing his back breaking pace; Groaning and grunting when he comes at the same time, pumping his hot thick load into your pink, pulsating pussy.

“Y/N,” Itadori pants, turning you around to place a tender kiss to your lips, “I’ll love you no matter what.”

You whimper when he grinds his hips against your sensitive sex; He’d just have to fuck it into that stupid little brain of yours that he wouldn’t tolerate anymore white lies.

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akaashioppa · 3 years

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Promise Me?

pairings: baji keisuke x reader

summary: Baji promised you that you would have a great night. You, him, and Toman. He was out to have a good time too until the drugs came into play.

warnings: baji using drugs, curse words, angst, mentions of blood and teeth pulling. DONT DO DRUGS!

w/c: 1.6

a/n: Baji is a sweetheart and i know he’ll never do anything like this ☺️

A boy’s night was meant for the boys and only for the boys. The roaring sounds of the motorcycles, the blasting of the music did not go well with the anxiety that was soaring throughout your body. Baji being the crazy person he was, decided to bring you out to the club where all of the members of Toman would be.

You were standing near the game room with Baji’s hands firmly gripped around your waist. The sharp canines in his mouth were pressed against your delicate skin. The feeling of him kissing your neck all the way up to your ear was making you weak.

“Hey, I’ll be over there with the boys. You stay here with Emma.” He muttered into your neck, His husky breath invaded your personal bubble. The scene was making you intoxicated with him and you didn’t care. All of the worries about coming here tonight with the gang completely washed away once you saw that smile. He was actually happy and not grumpy for once. Usually, he was a pain in your ass with his sudden outbursts of rage or the way he’ll set something on fire just because he wants to.

“Okay baby.” You tried so hard not to stutter but Baji’s hand would accidentally slip into your inner thigh. The haze you were caught in finally came to a halt when his warm aurora left you. He stood by your side with his arms draped lazily around your shoulders.

“Yo, Emma, Watch my girl will ya?”

“It’s okay, I can watch myself, babe. Let her enjoy herself on the dance floor...Go with the boys.” You pushed him gently in the direction of the boys. That particular grin on his face caused your heart to skip a beat. It was the same grin he gave you when he first told you that he was in love with you. He also showed that grin when he was ready to rip someone’s head off of their shoulders but you didn’t mind. It was hot either way he showed it.

“Okay...I got you...remember that.”

“I trust you.” He walked off into the distance towards the bathrooms where two other men stood. It was quite odd of a scene since the other boys were in the arcade playing pool and cards. He was the only one in the dark part of the room...No, he would never do anything that could make you uncomfortable. He promised since the first day you guys met that he would never lay a hand on you or show you the demons within him. Baji always wanted to protect you from any danger that awaited and tonight was no different. He made sure that there was a member in every corner of the club so nothing would happen to you.

Emma’s cheerful scream broke you out of your thoughts, “Come on (Y/N) let’s go grab some food from the food bar I’m starving.”

“I could go for some sushi.”

You walked off from your spot with Emma’s hand in yours. There was a creepy feeling in the air, it’s been there since Baji left your side. He wasn’t with the boys which caused you to feel tense. Another reason was that he was still back there with those boys who now had something shoved up their noses. It looked as if they had tiny shovels in their noses.

‘There’s no way’

“Hey, Emma, Do yo-”

The sopping feeling of dressing on your clothes helps you come to a rest. You looked down to see that there was a big stain on your shirt. The person who did it stood in front of you with a look of fear.

“I’m so sorry, let me help you!” The man in front of you launched into action, he fearfully began to wipe your shirt down with the paper towel in his hand. The crowd around you only grew from curiosity. You tried to speak, you tried to get him to stop but the words that were processing in your head wouldn’t allow you to speak them.

Emma grabbed you from the scene. She caught the signal that you were giving out. It wasn’t hard to miss since you stood there in complete shock. “We might need some water. Here there’s a family restroom. maybe we can use the water there.”

“Don’t I know you from somewhere? I think we went to the same middle school.” The man asked, you took a long look at him before you realized where you had seen him from.

“Yeah...Aren’t you Haruto?”

“Yeah, that’s me. I’m still as clumsy as ever.”

“It was a complete accident. You don’t have to worry, I'm sure Emma has a spare top in her bag.” You waved him off, he seemed much calmer now that you were almost clean.

Bang

The bathroom door was kicked in. Baji stormed through the door with two unfamiliar guys with him. He completely ignores you so he can grab Haruto by his collar forcing his head into the mirror behind him. “So you’re the culprit huh? What the fuck is your deal?”

“Baji! Put him down, it was an accident.”

“An accident huh? Look at you, you’re covered in shit.”

Baji threw Haruto across the room. He scanned the room until he found the perfect weapon, pliers. He snatched the tool from under the sink making sink water spray out everywhere. You watched in horror, the laughter from the other guys encouraging him to continue his menacing antics, it did not make the situation any better.

“Can you please stop? You’re creeping me out.” Your voice was barely a whisper but it came out the stern. He seemed to have heard you cry out for him. His whole demeanor changed...he has more of a sinister feel to him.

“Why do you want me to stop? He needs to be taught a lesson. If not, then he will think that he can do it again.” He stood over Haruto with the pliers in his hand. He gave him a few kicks in the ribs just to toy with him. Emma tried to drag you out of the restroom but you stayed to face him.

He wiped his nose for the third time since he’s been here. This time a drop of blood followed behind it. You have been counting, ever since he left your side to be with those boys you have been observant of him. His sloppy posture, dilated eyes, his erratic behavior, and now he was having more mood swings than normal.

You tried to force the pressure that was forming in your throat away. You had to be strong, there were too many people out there that wanted to test you because they thought you were too weak to be Baji Keisuke’s girlfriend. So you put some bass in your voice and took a step forward.

“Are you fucking high right now!?”

He smirked, “What does it look like, baby?”

“You son of a bitch” You scoffed, you marched your way over to him giving him a firm slap across his face. A gasp could be heard from the background. You and he both knew that all of Toman was here to see what was going on.

“You promised me that you wouldn’t go to the extreme when it came to drugs! Look at you! You look like a fucking junkie, your fucking nose is bleeding and you don’t even care.”

He said nothing.

You reached down to grab the pliers only to be stopped by him. His strong grip from his hand wrapped around your wrist. “Get the fuck away from me”, he snarls.

You stare up at him and say nothing. The disbelief of him grabbing you and saying you engulfed your entire state of mind. He promised. You could only look into his dark orbs to see if he was actually being serious. It was no use, that demon he told you about was consuming him for the worst.

“You promised me that you would protect me tonight and yet you’re doing the most harm.” You placed a hand on his chest to feel his erratic heart beat. You knew what the white substance could lead to. His could actually burst if he got too excited.

He snatched your hand away from his chest,“I am protecting you! If only you’ll allow me to do my fucking job!”

Your hand was ripped away from Baji’s. It wasn’t him nor you.

Mitsuya pulled you into an embrace back from Baji. “The fuck is your problem Baji! Don’t you ever yell at a female like that! What the fuck!? Is this how you treat the woman you claim to love!?”

“What? You’d really think I’d hit a woman? I’m not your dad Mitsuya.” He stuck up his middle finger towards him with that annoying smirk on his face. “I’ll fucking kill you. Give me my girl.”

“I’m taking her home.”

You stood behind Mitsuya far away from Baji. You could see how badly he wanted to ruin Haruto. The blood lust in his eyes couldn’t fool anyone.

“Fine then. If that’s what she wants, take her home.”

“Don’t hurt him Baji. He didn’t do anything. Can you please just listen to me for once?” You were so emotionally drained from the situation that your words came out in a mumble. You knew what he was about to do. Your pleas would never get him to stop once his mind was already made up.

He chuckled, turning his back towards you. The walked over Haruto again screamed that he would murder someone who got in his way. You sat there with a blank expression watching your boyfriend shove the pliers into Haruto’s mouth. No one dared to stop him, some watched out of pure enjoyment.

Mitsuya pulled you out of the bathroom before you could see your boyfriend in that state but you could hear his disturbing laugh and Haruto’s pleas for forgiveness.

“He’s too high to comprehend what’s going on right now. You’ll have to talk to him tomorrow.”

“But he promised me…”

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