Ever See Something So Pure You Just Start Crying?

Unrequited | Awase Yosetsu x Reader

This is my part for the bnharem collab, please check out all the other amazing authors here. The theme this month was flowers! 

Warnings: Angst.

Word Count: 4101.

You’d never been much of a flower person before. You could appreciate their beauty, but you’d never really understood their meanings. The reasons why each flower had its own unique message behind it. More interested in aesthetics than any cryptic messages. That’s why when you received the first bunch, you were perplexed.

“Oi, shitty woman. Why the fuck were these at the front door this morning?” Bakugou flung a bouquet of flowers across the room to you, the ashen smell of his explosive quirk filling the air as you took in the sight of the dishevelled paper, the flowers in a disarray as you looked down at them in confusion. 

“Isn’t it obvious, Bakugou?” Ashido was already leaning over the couch to look at the paper, trying to find a note with them. Seeing the small pink rectangle and grabbing it off the sugar paper before you had a chance to stop her, your hand trying to grab it from her fingers as she held it away from you, “She’s got a secret admirer!”

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Yandere!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: Bakugou takes the opportunity of your kidnapping to make you his

Quirk: Water manipulation. You can control water and can choose to only use H2O or can also carry things is it. If you use it too much you will get dehydrated

Warnings/Genre: yandere themes, unhealty/toxic relationship, kidnapping, manipulation, stockholm syndrome-y (submission to Bakugou), reader without parents, mentions of torture and moletsing

WC: 2,092

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“Hey isn’t that Y/N L/N?” The man whispered. You couldn’t hear a thing as you were wearing headphones. The men shuffled out of the crowd and got out of the train. They made sure you didn’t notice them and continued their conversation, “You know how much they would pay for her, she placed 5th in the Sports Festival!” 

“I don’t know man, we could get in serious trouble”

“Her quirk is just water stuffs, let’s just keep her somewhere and make her dehydrated til she either passes out of they pay for her. Think about it, an aspiring hero, helpless and weak. They would pay so much to get her back”

“Ugh fine” The man obliged as they went to prepare for the task.

Meanwhile, you safely got to school. You took off your headphones and stuffed them into you bag as you opened the door. You were met with the happy greetings of your friends. Taking a seat, you chatted the the ‘Bakusquad’ in the time before class started. Bakugou never actually showed interest in you but you were close enough friends for him to be adorably possessive over you. You did notice that you were the only one he’d give advice to. Everyone shipped you two and you would blush every time it was mentioned. 

Everyone retreated back to their seats as only a few minutes remained before the teacher came but Bakugou stayed back. You looked up in slight confusion as he handed you a pen. “I have a strong feeling you felt like being an idiot today and left your pencil case” he said grumpily before walking away. You looked in your bag and lo an behold he was right. It was just mere coincidence to you but not to him. He noticed the lump in your backpack front pocket and knew you were listening to music again and knew you wouldn’t put the pencil case back in your bag. He knew you like that, and he loved you like that. It proved to him that you were still a little immature and naive. Still a chance to make you his. 

Aizawa entered the classroom, snapping him out of his daydreams about you. About how good of a wife you would be. How much cuddling you guys would do. How much cooking you guys would do. He thought about everything, how he would spend his day around adoring fans and come home to you waiting for him, dinner ready. He would definitely knock you up. A child would forever esablish your relationship, and your love. I mean, he wouldn’t do all this work for nothing. Find out where you live, your favorite foods, colors, movie genre. He wouldn’t make so many mental notes about your habits, what clothes you wear, what perfume you use. He wouldn’t do all that for nothing. He will make you his, he will love you and you will love him.

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You were walking home from school. After saying your goodbyes to your friends, you started your walk. Putting on your headphones, you walked down the sidewalk, occasionally walking in a crowd. At one point you went on a route which was usually void of people so you relaxed yourself and turned up the volume of your music. You nodded your head along with the music as the two men behind you noticed your weren’t noticing your surroundings and enacted their plan. Before you knew what was happening, a handkerchief was placed on your mouth, your eyes went wide as you inhaled the chloroform and soon passed out. 

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The next day the class noticed your absence. They were texting and calling you but nothing worked. Aizawa asked as you were not one to get sick and not one to stay home. Suddenly a knock was heard from the door and Present Mic entered, “Yo! I found this phone at my doorstep, I think it’s Y/N’s” the class gasped as Present Mic handed it to their homeroom teacher. Bakugou glared, hiding his worry. What happened to you? Are you hurt? Who did this to you? He’ll kill them, make them pay. 

His thought were interrupted by Present Mic leaving. “There’s some disturbing stuff there, yo. I called Nezu so you two can decide which action to take” Present Mic left the room. Aizawa was crowded with student as he looked through the erased phone, the backround was white, the gallery was erased but contained only one video. 

It was you. Bakugou’s eyes widened and his blood boiled. You were blindfolded and tied to a chair with a cloth on your mouth to shut you up. The men behind the camera explained that they were to pay a huge sum of money and they would get her back, and if they were to report to the police, you were to be killed. If they were paid and were still told on to the police, they would find you again and they would kill you. You heard this and sobbed, tears running down your cheeks. 

Bakugou was pissed, and looked at the background. He knew that place. He used the same warehouse when he killed and tortured you exes and past crushes and bullies. It had many sharp tools left behind. He cleaned the tools of course, but still left them behind. 

Aizawa announced that he was going to discuss this with the principal and tey were to send out a search party in a day or two. That wasn’t enough time, they- no, he had to find you now. You were in danger, no one could keep you but him. Then he had a thought. He was gonna find you, and save you, ten you were gonna fall for him and be his. He chuckled under his breath, yes, this was perfect.

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After school he at least told Kirishima and some friends that he was going to rescue you. It made him seem less suspicious and as if he cared for you. He only told those who he knew would listen to him when he said not to follow him. Then, he would go home and go look for you. And right on cue, he saw his parents weren’t home yet.

He got dressed in black clothing that looked casual enough. A hoodie, some pants and his signature boots. He walked out and went to the warehouse. He quietly snuck in and saw you in the middle of the warehouse, tied to a chair. The man was touching you in places only he was allowed to. He groped you in unwanted places while you sobbed as the man breathed in your ear. “Your lucky we promised to give you unharmed, otherwise, you’d be a mess on the floor by now” he whispered. Bakugou heard enough, he let out a battle cry, attacking te man who was watching. He threw your captor to the wall as the other went to grab him. He made a big explosion aimed at his chest and he fell to the floor unconscious. Bakugou took some rope and tied them up. He texted Kirishima and told him to tel the police, as well as giving the address. 

He walked over to you, mumbling about how the kidnappers were weaklings. He untied you and took off your blindfold. You were still shaken up, and still had tears on your cheeks. “B-Bakugou?” you asked, your voice hoarse as they deprived you of any water. 

“Yeah it’s me” his husky voice said quietly. “You see how easy it is for them to nullify your quirk? Damn, you really need someone to protect you.” He smirked to himself as he planted the idea in your mind. You shuddered and realized he was right. You looked at him as he finished untying the ropes on your ankles. His eyes met your teary ones, “w-will you protect me?”

Bingo. He got you. The corner of his lips tugged up, a smirk disguised as a comforting smile, “of course” he said as he wiped the tears from your eyes. You leaned into his touch as he took in the fact that you were now his. He got up and carried you bridal style. You snuggled up to his chest as he carried you to your house. He set you on your living room couch and turned to leave. You grabbed his arm. “I don’t wanna be here by myself” you whimpered.

“What about your parents?” he knew you didn’t have any. Both were divorced and lived in a different country, they sent you money to support yourself. He found this out while going through your laptop when he visited your room at night.

“They aren’t with me. Can I stay with you?” You looked up at him. 

“Let me just ask my parents” he stepped away and made a phone call. On the other line his mother was fuming, asking where he was an what he was doing. He admitted to saving you and told them you had a weird mental shock thing and asked for him to take you home with him. His mom sighed and said that at least he took action, being an upcoming hero and all. His father got on the phone and said you could stay as long as you needed. He hung up soon after and went to you. 

You were still shaking as he relayed the good news, “they said you can stay as long as you want” he said stroking your arm. You smiled a little, and stood up, “Thanks, Bakugou. I’ll go get some clothes.”

“Katsuki,” he told you, “Call me Katsuki”

You felt giddy as you walked to your bedroom and invited him in. You were picking up some clothes as he layed on your bed. You assume he was tired but he was anything but. He was never able to do this as you were asleep when he visited. He inhaled your pillows and took in your scent, he even slightly ground his hips on the mattress. He sat up when you said that you got your pajamas and uniform for the next day. and he helped you carry them as you walked to his house. You clung onto him on the way there and he couldn’t be happier.

You reached his house and he opened the door. His parents were waiting for them and as soon as you stepped in, his parents went to talk to you. 

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” his mom asked, concerned

“Yes, Ms. Bakugou” you replied shyly. She thought your were the cutest thing ever.

“Alright then, we have a guest room right over there, Mistuki will help you get settled in” his dad told you

Your body refused to move to the room as you slowly backed up to Bakugou. “Um, if you d-don’t mind I-I’d like to sleep w-with K-Katsuki” you blushed as you asked. They looked to him as he looked at you and you decided he cared enough for you to stay with him. “As long as there’s no funny business” his mom clarified.

You face got redder, “O-Of course!” you squeaked. 

They motioned for you to go with him up to his room. You followed him, clinging onto his arm once again. He showed you to his room and to his bathroom. He let you take a shower and get changed as he got changed in his own room. He sighed contently, you may have endured some discomfort but everything’s fine now, now you were with him. You’d be happy with him, live with him, be safe with him.

You opened his door and found him sitting on his bed. He scooted to the side, making space for you. He asked if you wanted dinner but you refused, claiming you were too tired and wanted to sleep. He lied down next to you and you looked away from him, “c-can I hug you?” you asked, blushing

He smirked and pulled you to his chest, resting his head on yours. You clutched onto him, feeling his arms wrap around you in a comforting embrace.

“Katsuki?”

“Hm?”

“I’m thinking of leaving the hero course”

He smirked, “oh?”

“They’ll understand, wont they?”

“Of course they will.”

“And then, can I move in with you?”

He gasped, he didn’t know how easy this was gonna be. You looked up at him and met his eyes, “Katuski?”

“Oh yeah, of course you can. My parents will understand. Then I can protect you”

You smiled at him, “I love you, Katsuki”

Hitoshi Shinsou x Neko?Reader

Summary: Shinsou’s crush is tricked into eating something that turns her into a half-cat half-human

A/N: If you know where I got this idea and picture, we have to talk. So I was supposed to post this 2 days ago and I thought I did but I found it on my drafts and checked my acc and it wasn’t posted

Qurik: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing, lack of Bakugou

WC: 1,346

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It was a Wednesday when the group started scheming. The Bakusquad had been trying to help you and Shinsou get together, as pushy supportive friends do. You weren’t really part of their squad, you hung out with the casually and did so with the Dekusquad, and with everyone else. You were more of a social butterfly, spending time with anyone you felt like. 

Which is why you befriended Shinsou. You lost your way one day looking for the teacher’s lounge to give papers to your advisor, Aizawa. You went to the first person seemingly heading to the same direction as you and asked them for help. He was the guy. He questioned you if you knew who he was, assuming you knew he had a brainwash quirk. You said no, you were to busy preparing for your battle to watch his and Deku’s. 

You and he got close, everyone cheered him on but no one could lie that they were completely comfortable with him, and he could tell. You, on the other hand and quite a few people in Class A, were not afraid of him whatsoever. 

Even so, you were the kindest person he met. You would actually go out of your way to find him to eat lunch together, you would invite him to hangouts, often you being the one he stays with a lot during those. You were also pretty. Very pretty. You had received confessions before from other guys but turned them down. You were holding out for someone, you didn’t know who, but it was fairly obvious to everyone all around.

Everyone could tell you were in love with Shinsou, except for you and him, obviously, and they made it their mission to get you two together. You didn’t know why you were in love with him, I mean, you didn’t know you were in love with him, but still. Maybe it was his kindness towards you, reflecting yours to him, or maybe it was the general way he treated you. His comfort when you’re going through a rough time, or how much he radiated safety, you loved to be around him. You also trusted him with your life, he has never used his quirk on you without permission and when he did it was always jokingly to steal your snacks. It was never a big deal. 

He loved you for the same things. You were one of the first people he met who trusted them fully. You two got along really well, only having fights when t’s about each others health or grades. You two were protective of each other as well, he often got jealous of all the men confessing to you and you would scold him if he slept too late. He found it endearing because it showed how much you cared for him.

Anyway, this Wednesday your friends were plotting a scheme. There was a new product being sold in a bakery exclusive to Musutafu, it was a quirk-infused cookie that could temporarily make you part-human, part-animal. It came with a wavier that you have to sign and it would last 12 hours. There are cookies to make you part dog, cat, bunny, and even panda. It was also pretty expensive, it cost the same as a pack of cookies but instead it was only a small square cookie. 

Yaoyorozu was the one who bought it as a favor to Ashido and she and Kirishima planned it and asked the group to go along with the plan. They explained that they would invite you on a hangout and you would obviously bring Shinsou with you and they would make an excuse for you to eat the cookie and you would turn into a cat. 

“Wait why a cat?” Kaminari asked

“CUZ! Shinsou likes cats and we’ll force him to take care of Y/N” Ashido explained

“How do you know he likes cats?” Kaminari asked, not paying attention to anything

“Y/N talks about him all the time” Yaoyorozu sighed, “Anyway, this should be enough for a cookie” she said, handing them bills from her wallet

They all thanked her with a promise of telling her how it goes before leaving and perfecting their plan.

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Saturday eventually rolled around, you got Shinsou to join you and the group and you all were on a train to wherever the next stop is. You sat next to Shinsou, him not as familiar with this group of people as he is with Midoriya’s. He looked over your shoulder as you scrolled through Twitter, looking at the shit that was on your feed. You both snickered whenever you saw something funny, only fueling the determination your group had to set you two up.

The train stopped moving at one point and both of you had gotten up. You held his wrist, not to letting him stray away as he did once before, and guided him to the exit. You all left the train station and went to the closest cluster of food stalls and vendors, hoping to find food and stuff to look at or even waste money on. 

You and Shinsou walked together ahead due to your constant pulling. You went to every stall, guided by the smell, and looked at other cute stuff to buy, dragging Shinsou along with you. The group behind you went to enact the scheme, knowing how Shinsou’s eyes were glued to you as you moved about, cheerful and full of energy contradicting the tired demeanor you held toward the end of the weekdays. He looked at you with so much adoration his eyes could turn into hearts. 

When you had the idea to go look for a restaurant to have lunch in, you had lead the group to a space with less people, stopping at the front of a sushi place. Ashido had pulled the cookie wrapped in plastic out of her bag, before jogging lightly to catch up to you. 

“Hey Y/N, I saw this as a free sample and I thought you missed it, do you want it?” she asked

She knew you loved getting free samples, because of course you do. You thanked her and unwrapped the cute cookie. It was a small square with a cute cat design on it. You immediately stuffed it in your mouth, wondering why the group was just standing around. The cookie tasted strange, it was sweet like a normal sugar cookie with the royal frosting on top but there was an underlying bitter and somewhat fishy taste.

Before you could ask you felt something weird, you felt your ears shift and you’re hearing had sharpened, your vision had changed too, it was weird. Some shadows had become lighter, as if they weren’t there, and reds looked more like greens as purples had dulled to blues. An unknown weight was felt in your lower back as you felt something on your body. Nothing was on your legs or arms so you didn’t know where your new limb was. 

You were gonna ask what the hell they gave you before your hands started to tingle. Your wide eyes went to your hands, they had fur all over and contorted to be smaller and... cuter. They were paws. Oh shit. Finally you felt the same tingling sensation on each side above your lips, knowing that these were probably whiskers.

“THE FUCK” you exclaimed

Your group was all excited though, “Woah, it worked!” and “I haven’t seen that” was tossed around

Your eyes went to Shinsou’s, who was also as shocked as you were, “Did you know about this?” 

“No, what the hell happened to you?”

“She turned into a cat!” Ashido said excitedly

“The fuck did you give me?” you said in a normal volume not liking the loud sound

“It was a cookie that made you into a cat-person! It lasts 12 hours!” Sero explained

“12 hours? I’m screwed” you said

“Oh yeah and you should start acting like a cat soon too” Kaminari added

You exhaled exasperatedly and looked at them with tired but mad eyes, “Ugh let’s just eat our lunch before any of that happens” 

You walked inside and got a booth next to the window, you sat next to Shinsou a little closer than needed with a gap that separated you and Kaminari. Shinsou sat next to the window, the quietest option available, with Ashido in front of him, Sero, Kirishima and Bakugou next to her in that order. 

Your sense of smell had actually gotten stronger and you could sniff out the scent of Shinsou’s cologne, which is probably why you sat so close to him. He didn’t complain though, he was enjoying the lack of space between you two, deciding to not let the opportunity slide, he just let it happen. He loved being this close to you anyway, he liked seeing the twitch of your nose and the small smile that played on your lips. 

The moment was cut short by the waiter coming to take your order, Shinsou was too busy staring at you and you were too busy sniffing him (not in a weird way), so you had just fumbled and ordered the first item you saw on the menu. It was salmon sashimi, nothing you hadn’t tasted before so you wouldn’t have to worry about not liking it. Shinsou ordered the same thing, slightly panicked and unprepared.

You had turned to Shinsou, talking about the stupid things these guys do including turning you into a neko. He had, in turn, complimented the soft paws, admitting they were cure and pressing lightly on the soft pads that had triggered the claws and caused them to pop up. You did admit it was kinda cool, you could hear better and your senses were hightened. In exchange the color’s were a little weird and your pants had to be pushed down to let the tail out.

The light chatter continued until the food came and only then did you realize the problem. You tried to pick up your chopsticks but it took both of your paws to keep them from falling, and even so, you couldn’t manipulate it to pick up food. Everyone had noticed but no one wanted to help you, “Hey can someone help?” you asked, annoyed

Everyone just looked down at their food and at each other, making it known that they were ignoring you. You huffed, trying again to pick up the pair of chopsticks, but before one could fall from your paws Shinsou had gotten them from you, using their to bring a piece of salmon to you lips. You muttered a ‘thank you’ as someone finally decided to help and let him feed you, taking the piece into your mouth. 

He placed your chopsticks down using his own to eat his food. It wasn’t until you had asked him to feed you again did he comply, putting a piece to your mouth, not noticing how Ashido had snapped a picture of you. 

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You and your group were back on the train, it was almost empty except for the seven of you. The time spent on the outing had been cut short due to your angered demand to go back to the dorms. You sat next to Shinsou, the rest of the group across from you because you were mad at them. You had latched onto his arm all day out of instinct and you enjoyed it, tail going side to side, despite being infuriated with you other friends.

He kept touching your whiskers curiously, coming back to tickle them even as you swatted his hands away. Your nose twitched in annoyance as his fingertips came in contact with the sensitive whiskers again, you sighed, “Stop” you whined. 

“I thought you liked that,” he said, confused, “I’m tryng to cheer you up ‘cuz you’ve been grumpy”

“It tickles then it becomes itchy,” you explained, leaning your head on him and rubbing against it, both a comforting feeling and a slightly possessive one, as you felt the need to mark him with your scent

“Hmm,” he put a finger on hid chin, thinking of how to turn your upset mood around, “lie down”

You didn’t know why he would ask this off you, but still you complied. You lay your head on his lap, hyper aware of your friends’ eyes on you but paying no mind to it nonetheless. Shinsou held an obnoxiously long hoodie string over your head, you squinting for a second before getting the urge to disturb its still state.

You hit it with your paw making it swing. The momentum was too steady and slow for you so you hit it again, and again, and again, not letting it return to its resting form. Shinsou eyes you, pupils like thin slits as you glared at the string, toying with it adorably. The others watched bemusedly at your battle with the long hoodie string and this time, you couldn’t notice them at all.

It wasn’t until you heard Shinsou’s chuckle did your attention turn away from the dangling target. You looked at him, bewildered at your own actions. You then realized you were acting like a cat, your attitude and urges similar to theirs. You sat back up, glaring at the floor, “Damn, I am a cat now.” You looked back at your friends “How long did you say this lasts?”

“Twelve hours” Shinsou replied from beside you. 

You groaned, “Is there something else I can eat to reverse this?”

Ashido looked slightly guilty, she thought you would enjoy this more and to think she made you upset made her upset. “Why do you hate t anyway? It’s not thta bad. It’s actually pretty cute” she chirped, “other than the fact you’re more territorial now”

“Am not!” you snapped

“Yes you are! You won’t let anyone get near Shinsou!” Kaminari objected

“That is not true!” you said back

Ashido sauntered over to you and Shinsou “If it’s not then you wouldn’t mind if I claim this, would you” she tilted Shinsou’s head up and leaned in close

“What are you doing?” Shinsou whispered, a scowl on his face

You looked at them, mortified. Ashido noticed the change in your expression and her eyes widened. With her reflexes, she instantly moved back to doge your claws, barely, as you were able to slice of a few strands of hair. Your growling had effectively made her back off as you straddled Shinsou’s lap, closing your eyes with a slight frown and crashed your lips onto his. 

Ignoring his yelp as you pulled him closer, kissing him harder. He eventually wrapped his arms around you as you grinned at your new claim. Once you pulled away you buried your face in the crook of his neck, rubbing your scent glands around his, making a silent promise, ‘You’re mine’

DUDE ISTG THERE IS NOT ENOUGH KNUCKLEDUSTER X READER vigilante characters are so underrated smh

Monster prompt 8 and 7 with oguro aka knuckleduster from mha vigilantes x catgirl queen reader? Where the vigilantes gang doesn't believe in reader being a monster and thought it was just her quirk but oguro gets evidence of her being a monster and accepts it unexpectedly while being the old geezer he is ?

****prompts for Monster Month are closed!!!filling out what i got in the beginning of the week!!!****

Monster Prompts #7 nsfw “curiosity killed the cat ya know” & #8” but im royalty!!” With Knucklebuster!

Warnings. DubC

The group of vigilanties had come into your kingdom with suspicions , someone was stealing shiny gold and necklaces from the town and the maids. You seemed perfectly normal, as normal as a queen could be. You had a cat quirk too, light gold fur on your arms and legs and along your face with matching ears and tail. You tucked your shirt up and Knucklebuster noticed but no one else seemed too.

The meeting with the vigilanties was short and sweet, be on the look out and all that stuff. Knucklebuster tried to tell his team that you were suspicious but they were hearing none of it. So he decided to volunteer to watch the castle for the night.

He stayed up all night , checking rooms and saying goodnight to everyone. When he checked the throne room he saw you lounging on the throne with a shiny necklace in your hand. He watched with a smug look on his face feeling accomplished.

You jumped off the throne and made your way to one of the maids rooms , knucklebuster following close behind. He watched you open the door and he grabbed you falling back into a cleaning closet, he kicked the door shut chuckling.

“Curiosity killed the cat ya know...” he teased covering your mouth.

“I knew a sneaky cat was behind this. And im so happy i was right.” His free hand moved down ripping your pants off .

You struggled biting his fingers till he let go . You spun around growling at him. “But im royalty! I do what i want! How dare you-“

He picked you up setting you on the desk and fussing with his pants. “Its wrong to steal kitty cat. I need to teach you manners” he put his weight on you , his cock teasing your lips.

You whimpered feeling the head slide in already stretching you to what your use too. Knucklebuster licked your neck and nipped it lightly. “Ready kitty?”

Your ears wiggled and you looked at him then down at his cock. “Surely you jest!!!!”

He laughed kissing you. “No kitty, you broke the law.” He shoved himself inside you and covered your mouth as soon as youn sreamed.

He was way to big. He stretched your delecate walls to their limit taking up every inch inside you . Your head felk back and Knucklebuster ripped your shirt to suck on your left nipple and pinch the other. You whimpered feeling your climax growing alot faster than you were use too .

“Kitty close? I just started. Not yet okay?”

“Not YET?” You looked at him , face red .

“Yep. Not yet.” He put his weight on you laying you down fucking harder.

Knucklebusters balls slapped into you with each thrust sending rattles all over your body, your tail wrapped around his arm squeezing it . “I cant!!! Pl..”

“Pleaseeeee????”

“Yes..”

“ say it kitty.” Harder.

“Please let me cum!!!”

Knucklebuster smirked and pet your head. “Okay kitty.” He finally let his load out.

“No not inside!!” It was too late. Knucklebuster was all the way inside you, his ropes of cum filling you up much more than you can handle.

Your orgasm made your body fall limp and twitch. Knucklebuster peppered your body with kisses with a big smile on his face. “Hopfully you learned your lesson, kitty.”

Cosplay goals

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader x Amajiki Tamaki

You said it couldn’t be done? Nothing is impossible and so on your birthday I give you this @katsukisprincess   Happy birthday Sky ^.^ 

Warings: Sexy time actions, quirkless gamer au, many gaming puns, Loosely based off of the actual GamerCon in San Diego.  

“N-no leave it on.”

You were ecstatic, basking in the middle of it all. Colorful screens, sounds of bullets being fired, hundreds of people congregated together to play, speak and have fun. You were at GamerCon! One of the most anticipated events by many die hard gamers and cosplayers. You had just received your NPC badge for the event. It didn’t matter that this was your fifth year volunteering, you still felt as excited as you did the first year. 

As a fresh faced noob at the con you were a bit shy but now you greeted all of your ‘Boss Monster’s’ and fellow NPC’s with a grin and a twirl. Why a twirl? Because after asking the head up’s all year you had finally been given permission to cosplay on the job. Everyone told you that you had done a fantastic job and as you continued walking around the Con people had stopped you asking for a picture. 

“Oh my gosh! It’s BaniKuin! Can I take a picture of you!” You couldn’t deny the geeks now could you? You were dressed as BaniKuin one of the many playable characters in a new CVG. The FPS game had blown up the first year it came out  and you were a die hard fan of it. You had spent a lot of money trying to perfect the costume you wore and you were extremely proud of it. Hell you looked exactly like the final boss, well post transformation….

You were on cloud nine and the costume wasn’t the only reason why. This year two of your favorite gamer’s were going to attend. And, you had begged to be assigned to the area they would be at. And the golden dragon seemed to smile upon you that day as ‘access was granted’. Shigaraki and Amajiki, both Japanese gamers and both very attractive. But you didn’t fangirl over them only due to their aesthetically pleasing appearance but because they were incredible. 

Shigaraki was the older of the pro-gaming duo. He had a very tragic past and poured his heart into gaming so much so that he was now living off playing games. He was constantly bullied over his skin condition and over the fact that he had only played video games. You admired how he told the world ‘fuck you’ and continued to pursue what had become his passion. 

Amajiki was the younger of the two being just as socially awkward as his senior. He was a cute man who loved fantasy and rpg’s. He was just a normal shy teen when he met Shigaraki. Apparently he was dragged to a gaming event by one of his friends and when a competition broke out his friend shoved him saying “Tamaki could beat him no problem!” Shigaraki wasn’t amused but he was impressed by his skill and soon after reached out to him to play the most popular MOBA game in the world. After that they just started to game together.

You liked to think it was because they both found comfort in having someone just as awkward around. You loved them both they were so real and Incredible. You binged there channel whenever you had free time. You loved watching Shigaraki destroy his enemies and Amajiki’s walkthroughs were a lifesaver when you were stuck in a game. You were the one who anonymously suggested they have the video of the start of their partnership on their front page…. You squealed when they actually did it. 

And as if they couldn’t get even more amazing they both got into ‘Freedom Sky’! They zoomed through the gamemode and quickly rose ranks in the multiplayer part of the game. The game was one they both enjoyed and usually played together. You thought the video of there first time playing it was cute. Shigaraki was vehemently against playing something that sounded so cute but once the disk was in his third eye was wide open. 

The game was utter madness and violence. It was just enough gore to get Shigaraki grinning. That and you had screenshot the part in which Amajiki got competitive his eyebrows furrowing into a glare, his tongue darting out to lick at his dry lips as he crushed monster after monster. Your favorite part was when Shigaraki paused the game and looked over at Amajiki “I didn’t think you’d be into a game like this.” Amajiki’s response was more than enough to heat up your face and make your coochie tingle. “There’s a lot about me you don’t know.” and, he had the sexiest smirk on his face as he noticed his kills were higher than Shigaraki. 

Damn you really loved them. Hell if it wasn’t for you getting tipped off that they were going to attend you would have never cosplayed as their favorite character. Yes BaniKuin was one of the only characters they both liked. Usually their taste differed in characters but when she came out as the final boss in the game play they lost it. Amajiki’s jaw dropped at the incredible graphics the character was gorgeous the long bunny ears perched on her head making her look incredibly fragile and innocent. Hell she even came in a flurry of butterflies. 

Shigaraki wasn’t that impressed thinking that a cute girl as the final boss wasn’t fitting for the gruesome game. Well that was until he had his ass handed to him by the queen. She wrecked them easily dismembering them. The you lost screen flashed across the screen millions of times and Shigaraki became obsessed with defeating her. When he succeeded… “Ha! Take that you bunny bitch! Choke on my fucking cock hoe you just lost! Now release all the BunkinS!” Needless to say this made Amajiki wheeze and soon their gaming room was filled with BaniKuin merch.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you walked to the table where they sat. There they were all in their amazing glory. Shigaraki had a bored look on his face, his head resting on his hand as he looked over the various fans. Whenever someone came up he’d swiftly check them out before signing whatever it was they brought. Amajiki had a permanent blush on his face as people tried flirting with him, his signature shakey. He never got over the fact that they were quite popular. Taking in a deep breath you walked closer to their ‘booth’. 

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Eren x Reader x Armin

Style: X reader

Rating: M

Starring: You.

I’m uploading this here ONLY because it was deleted from deviantart because I put a moderate sexual content warning instead of a strict one. *Sigh*. I was really happy with people’s positive feedback as well. Oh well. Whoever bothers to read, enjoy two cuties showing their loves for you ;)

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Things were stressful, the air was tense, everyone in the mess hall was trying to do things to take their minds off of their training. Furthermore, things were about to get heavy and serious the next day and you all knew it. The usual occurrences played on throughout the tables of friends in groups, people laughed and some shook in fear. From beside you, Sasha was eating greedily and Christa was being doted upon by Ymir. It wasn’t a shock either to see Jean making an advance on Mikasa, after all thinking practically on his feet wasn’t Jean in a nutshell. But her rejection tonight of all nights sent him into a frenzy, you’d watched from your seat as he’d quickly gathered the blind courage to ask at least another two girls in training if they’d join him that night, and only one had truly got it. Jean wasn’t a pervert, he was just blunt. The truth was, this taught air was half fear for tomorrow, and half blatant sexual tension. Every guy had been deprived of sex for god knew how long; unless they were willing to look within their own party, or were Armin, who likely had knowledge upon the subject but only in the scientific manner. You turned your head to face said blonde, as he studied the book he was reading intensely, trying to ignore the conversation on the table behind him pertaining to how long exactly certain guys had gone without. You couldn’t help but smile a little. Something about that boys innocence made you curious as to how much he was truly knowledgable about; and how much he’d be willing to share with you. You and Armin were close in a friends manner, but you found yourself a little bit compromised by his consistent flocking to Eren. It made it very difficult to talk to the blonde without being interrupted. You were also sure that Eren didn’t like you around Armin, you’d found that he was somewhat protective of his best friend. You watched as Eren grinned down at Armin, and then Armin stood up; following him happily into their shared room. “Why are you staring at those two? The conversation is more interesting over there,” Ymir leaned over Sasha to grab your attention, and you snapped out of your daze long enough to smile a little in response. “I now know that Jean likes dark hair, and has a terrible sex life,” Sasha stated, adding onto the conversation. “I also know that if he doesn’t get any soon, he’s going to pretend that Armin is a girl.” You let out an ‘oh’ of understanding. That must have been why Eren took Armin out of the room so hurriedly. “Jean got what he wanted in the end though, see?” Christa smiled happily as she pointed to a dark haired girl who was just now leaving the room with said male. “I think it’s honest of him. After all, men do have sex drives that are quite high, it would stress them out if they didn’t release it every now and then.” “Well well, what makes you so knowledgable about male sex-drives Christa?” Ymir smiled almost condescendingly at the blonde, and lazily draped an arm over her shoulder. “You should forget it all anyway, you won’t need to worry about what men want after you marry me.” Christa blushed deeply and you managed a nervous chuckle, though your eyes fell on the doorway that lead to the male dorms. “Do you think Eren is into that kind if stuff?” You asked, tilting your head in question, your (h/c) hair splashed against your cheek as you did so, and Sasha hummed in thought. Before she could get an answer in, you heard a rather deadpan voice behind you. “No.” You turned around abruptly to see Mikasa, who was all but glaring at the four of you for even having this conversation. “Oh… Okay,” you shrugged indifferently, but Ymir let out a laugh and then shook her head. “Mikasa you’re probably right, though. Eren probably has a sex drive, but doesn’t release his frustrations.” “Ah! So that’s why he’s shouting all of the time?” You ask, turning towards Mikasa, who had sat down with the rest if you and now looked thoughtful herself. “Eren wouldn’t take anything from a girl just to release his own frustrations, he’s not like that,” Mikasa spoke, and Sasha nodded. “That’s right, I think Eren is an honest boy.” She said, “I asked for his bread the other day and he told me I could have it, but he also told me that he wasn’t eating it because he’d dropped it on the floor.” “Ah, I’m guessing you ate it anyway,” Christa giggled, and whilst they began to tease Sasha, you kept your eyes on the empty doorway. “I’m curious to ask those two, now,” you sighed. “Then, ask,” Mikasa stated flatly, though she did place her slender hand upon your shoulder. “But, tell me everything that Eren says.” You smiled happily and stood up, slowly making your way towards the boys dorms. It wasn’t that you were nervous about talking to Eren, more so talking to Eren about it in front of Armin. That kid could either be so naive or so tainted with knowledge that he held more intelligence of the subject than any other. The latter being the unexpected truth that you were ironically, anticipating. That way the conversation wouldn’t be so awkward, after all. However when you stepped towards the entry of Eren and Armin’s room, you heard quiet voices that made you stop in your tracks. “If you ever want to touch someone or get rid of your stress for a bit, I can teach you how to do it.” “W-wait, you mean using me?” That question was totally ignored. “I hope you won’t let any of those older guys touch you, Armin,” Eren’s voice was stern, and it was followed by a much gentler voice. “I wouldn’t! I wouldn’t let anyone touch me,” he stated nervously, and you had to smile before entering the room. Eren was super protective of Armin, you’d go as far as to say that he may even be possessive of him. Both heads turned from their position facing each other on the bed towards you, Eren’s expression was akin to a glare however Armin’s was soft and almost relieved. “_____,” he smiled at you happily. “What is it you’d like?” “Well…” You shut the door behind you, tentatively taking a step forwards before you weren’t far from the edge of the bed. “With all the conversation going on out there, we were wondering… What do you two do to… Well….” You couldn’t finish, but Eren was now looking at you in somewhat shock, somewhat disgust. “You want to know what we do when we want to have sex?” Eren asked. Armin blushed at the outright forwardness his best friend offered you, and you nodded eagerly, too oblivious to understand any repercussions. “I was just about to teach Armin, actually,” Eren’s expression softened, before it turned into a rather dark smirk; “maybe you can help me?” Now, you weren’t an idiot. However, you didn’t quite understand Eren’s motive, after all, you were simply curious. People treated you somewhat along the same lines as Armin, innocent, with knowledge that perhaps you only shared when you were around those closest to you. Eren and you were not close at all. It was safe to say that you had a playful rivalry with him. “Sure,” you smiled rather obviously, before you made your way to the bed and sat down beside Eren, so that the three of you were sitting in a circle upon the sheets. Eren looked at you for a moment, almost in shock, before he turned to Armin, and smiled as he went on; “So this is the female form, Armin.” “I know what the female form is Eren,” Armin stated flatly. “But you’ve seen it in books. Do you know how it responds to things?” You blinked at the brunette questioningly, as did Armin, who’s eyebrows knitted closer in confusion. It wasn’t until Eren shuffled himself behind you, and pulled you in between his legs, pressing your back to his chest as he wrapped his arms around you - that you realised that something was up. However now that his arms were locked around your waist, you couldn’t move. “E-Eren?” You questioned, tilting your head up to try and see him. Said brunette responded by muttering a quick; “sorry about this”, before he let his left hand glide up your shirt. Your eyes widened, and as a matter of fact so did Armin’s; the blonde was blushing furiously as he shook his head; “Eren! Stop that!” But Eren’s cold hand slid up over your skin, and slowly it pushed up the bottom wiring of your bra until it gripped clumsily onto your left breast, you could feel the young boys breath against your neck and shoulder, there was an enormous amount of heat radiating from him and it made you quiver as his calloused finger tips pressed against your bare skin. “I’m just teaching you, Armin. Besides, ________ gave me permission, isn’t that right, _______?” You wanted to shake your head and say no… But the realisation suddenly dawned upon you, that you were so sexually deprived as well, that you didn’t hate this. And as his fore finger and thumb pinched the already hardening bud on your chest, you let out a whimper of both surprise and pleasure, that made Armin’s blush deeper. “She’s hurt!” Armin protested, “Eren stop it!” However as he was about to reach out to grab Eren’s arm and yank it from your shirt, Eren shook his head. “It doesn’t hurt, does it, _____?” The way he was saying your name… Like he thought he owned you, despite the fact that you could feel the young boys growing need against your backside, made you tremble in delight and distaste, the mixture dwelled perfectly in the pit if your stomach. “N-no…” You managed to mumble, “It feels… It feels good.” Armin’s arm retracted shakily, and Eren soon lifted that half of your shirt to expose your body to the blonde, though it was dark, there was a small amount of moonlight seeping in through the windows, and a lamp that hung by the door, that coloured your skin a slight orange tinge. Eren hummed in approval from behind you, and his green eyes lifted to that of his friends. Armin couldn’t look away, and part of knowing that he couldn’t made you proud. You liked Armin a lot… Though it made you self conscious that both boys were looking at your body so openly (in which you were sure was flawed compared to Mikasa’s whom they’d likely grown up with) it made you proud that Eren only grew harder behind you. “See how it got hard when I touched it?” Eren asked Armin, his eyes on your breast as he continued to fondle it, you could only attempt to hold back whimpers and slight moans as Eren kept on talking, like this was nothing. “Why don’t you touch here too, Armin? And I’ll show you something else interesting.” Armin looked at you questioningly, worry flashing in his large eyes, though you managed a dishevelled smile to reassure him. “It’s o…okay.” You couldn’t believe you were allowing this, but you were already starting to feel the effects, and you couldn’t help but brave yourself for the blondes curious fingertips. However, Eren shook his head as Armin moved his hand closer. “Why don’t you try using your mouth? Then you’d understand better, and faster.” Eren’s voice was also somewhat nervous. Though it stayed calm and cool, you could hear his control being swept away with every movement and jerk your body made. As soon as Armin saw you quiver he seemed to abruptly forget about permission, as straddled your upper thighs, you also forgot about anybody else’s reactions and feelings but your own. The boys mouth enclosed around the perked bud, and his tongue swooped over it suddenly, causing you to let out a mewl of approval. You lifted your hand, wanting to place it against Armin’s neck but instead the blonde lifted his hand and thread his fingers through yours, mainly to give himself balance as his tongue and curious fingers worked over your upper body, sliding over your skin smoothly, chaste yet needy touches covered your skin with tingles. “Good…” Eren’s voice practically purred in your ear as he praised Armin’s efforts, and Armin let out a small moan of his own against your skin as his mouth travelled upwards, and he sucked against the skin on your collar bone, leaving what would surely be a hickey the next day. Meanwhile, you hadn’t stopped wondering what Eren was doing with his hands, one arm still held you around your waist, though the other hand slid down from your exposed upper body, and landed on the crotch of your shorts. Slowly, he managed to tug them down, and Armin lifted himself so that you could kick them the rest of the way off of your legs; revealing your (f/c) panties (you considered them lucky but also thought dumb of yourself to think so). Eren’s fingers traced the outside of your core through the thin fabric, and rubbed slowly against your opening, Eren would hum or let out a shaky yet pleased breath whenever your body jerked into his finger. You were sure by now the wetness you were experiencing was well seeping through the thin material. You must have been right, because Eren snickered, before addressing Armin. “Armin, look at this.” Armin’s tongue detached from the nipple of your right breast this time, and he leaned back, following Eren’s gaze to the damp outside of your panties, where your inner thighs trembled in anticipation. “W-what…” Armin started to ask about what was going on, but instead his dainty fingers traced the upper side of your panties, his finger brushing against your clit accidentally. Your body jerked with the sensitive touch, and Armin looked up at you with his worried expression, though Eren’s chuckle was enough to egg him on. “______, you got wet fast, didn’t you?” He murmured into your ear, and you couldn’t help but emit an attempted growl at the brunette. “Like you can talk,” you muttered, but your eyes were focused on Armin, who was on auto pilot now. His focus on your face and body was uncanny as two of his fingers rubbed harder against your clit, wanting to get that same reaction again, it caused your body to writhe as you felt pleasure sweep over your body, incoherent mumbles escaped your lips  in between soft moans; and finally you couldn’t take it any more, Eren’s teasing rubbing at your entrance alongside Armin’s finger work was driving you insane, you longed for the flesh on flesh contact. “T-take them off already!” You protested, your cheeks heating up with the bold words that escaped your lips. Armin drew his fingers back when suddenly Eren let go of you, and he gently lay your head back against the pillow, standing up from the bed and rounding your body to sit beside Armin, who had his arms on either side of your hips, and was trying to hide his face by looking down. “Is this fun, Armin? Isn’t her body pretty?” Eren asked, and you were sure he was mocking you, except Armin let out a shy; “beautiful,” underneath his breath in response. Your sides erupted with butterflies and emotions dwelled within you that fueled your carnal need for a releasing human touch, so when Eren nudged Armin aside and lifted your legs over his shoulders, you didn’t hesitate or try to shove him away, instead you delighted as his tongue met your core and entered you slowly, before retrieving and expertly working over your need. Armin just watched with a trembling body as your back arched. “U-use your fingers again… A-Armin…” You mumbled between moans and gasps for air. Armin didn’t hesitate to oblige, however his eyes stayed on you as you tried to cover most of your upper body, his finger once again began to work over your clit with just the right amount of pressure. The latter, and the fact that Eren’s tongue was driving you crazy, slowly pushed you to the edge, and with a half-hearted warning that you were cumming, you let your orgasm wash over your body, your hips raising a little as you let out a final whimper of pleasure. Eren’s tongue retracted and he sat up, you expected him to be smirking but he lift Armin’s clumsy hand away from you, and stared at you with cloudy eyes.  "I thought I’d be able to control myself, since I didn’t think these things were ever going to be so fun, but…“ Eren suddenly undid the lacing that made up his belt, and your eyes widened as you realised that he was actually going to go all the way with you - someone who you were sure he didn’t actually care about, but now your expectations were compromised. "E-Eren - what are you doing?!” Armin placed a hand on the brunette’s shoulder, he wasn’t stupid, he understood what Eren was going to do, however only for the purpose of making babies, not for fun. “Trust me, Armin. I know what I’m doing,” Eren spoke through gritted teeth as he grabbed your legs and roughly tugged them around his waist, the tip of his member prodded against your slick entrance greedily, and your eyes rolled over to the blonde, the boy that you actually liked most out of the two. Armin looked almost upset, not quite sad or worried anymore, but his mouth was pressed to a tight line, and his eyes downcast to your body once more. “F-fine,” he muttered distastefully, and it was the first time you’d seen Armin so apprehensive with something. Your stomach flipped, but before you could call out to the blonde you felt Eren enter you with one gusty swoop, and you had to cover your mouth with your hands short of letting out a scream-like moan. “E-Eren!” You protested, your insides tightening around him as you grew used to such a sensation. Eren throbbed inside of you, he held himself still for a moment as a soft mutter of your name left his lips. Your head tilted back and your spine arched, his size wasn’t hard to get used to but it was exactly simply done either. Your eyes stung with both embarrassed and pain-induced tears, and your hand reached out to Armin, who kept his eyes averted. Eren ignored his best friend completely, it was like he was now so taken over by lust and want for you that there was nothing else around him. He pulled out of you teasingly, his own strength wavering as he failed to act cool about this part of Armin’s 'lesson in the female form’, and instead he quickly thrust back inside, his hips lolling against yours as he let out a shaky breath. “Sh…shit… I can’t hold back…” He realised suddenly, and you wrapped yor legs tighter around his waist, holding him inside you for moment as your fingers made a grab at his hair. Eren let out a 'ugh’ of annoyance as you forced him to look at you, pulling on a bunch of his dark strands, and your (e/c) eyes stared straight into his glazed green orbs, before you loosened your grip with your legs. “Don’t hold back then, Eren,” you managed a tired smirk, and he didn’t hesitate to oblige. He started off slowly, thrusting with just enough forced to run up against your insides and make you whine; before Eren’s hands found your waist and he began to pound into you mercilessly, he’d already found that one spot and you held him in place with your legs, each thrust hit perfectly. Your eyes squeezed shut as both of your voices hit the emptiness of the space around the room, it wasn’t until you felt a coldness of fingers against your chest and then a slick warmth; that your eyes snapped open, and within all the haze of Eren’s thrusts, you realised Armin was once again attacking you chest, his tongue enclosed around your nipple once more as he more confidently and almost aggressively began to bite and suck at your skin. Your hand travelled over his back, eager fingers bunching into the blonde locks as your pulled him down harder against your chest, your need for another release grew great and strong, though suddenly your body stopped moving, and you mind formed an idea as you propped yourself up on your elbows. “E-Eren… S-stop!” You protested, and you were pleasantly surprised when your pleasure subsided as Eren’s thrusts slowed down, and you felt him pull out of you altogether. You whined at the sudden loss of flesh, however when Armin too moved back, you understood that you’d been the one to ask for the cease in movement, and slowly you pulled your weakened body up into a kneeling position, you faced Armin blankly, before you placed a hand against his chest, and gently pushed him down. You fell onto your hands and knees as Armin with a surprised noise fell onto his back and you loomed over the blonde, before smiling a little. “Can I?” You asked, mimicking Armin’s earlier question for permission towards you, and as your hand rubbed over the bulge in the boys pants, you felt arms wrap around your waist again from behind. “A-Armin… Let her…____…” Eren mumbled your name out of context as he pressed a kiss to the skin on your lower back, and you shivered; you could hear the anticipation to continue in his voice, whilst your eyes wandered over Armin’s body hungrily. “O-of course, but what… What’re you…” Armin was cut short because, the permission was all you needed, with one movement of your hand you had his fly undone and you’d tugged his underwear down, revealing his hardened and needy length. “_____, wait - ” Armin’s started his protest again, however you ignored it to envelope the tip into your hot mouth, ignoring Eren completely as the brunette decided he couldn’t wait for you anymore. He lift your hips again, his time entering you from behind, and before long he was once against sheathed within the heat. “M-mnn… You’re… even tighter from b-behind…” He hissed as his nails dug into your sides, you could feeling his forehead against your back as your mouth worked over Armin’s length, Eren was trying desperately to stay in control of his release, and when he found the control, he began to move again. Before long he was rolling his hips back and forward aggressively, his voice coming out in pants, your own moans got lost on Armin’s flesh as your hand gripped the base of his erection and you pumped him as you took in as much of it as you could into your mouth. Armin subconsciously began to buck his hips upwards in search of more heat, you had to pull back a bit for air, though you couldn’t help but love the noises escaping the sweet boys mouth as he gripped your hair shyly, pulling you back down. Between Eren’s thrusts and Armin’s voice, you found yourself again being pushed to the edge, this time your body gave no warning as your mouth was occupied, but what drove you over the edge was Armin’s soft voice, and Eren’s husky sweet nothings. “____…” Your name escaped the blondes lips a few times, before his hips raised more frantically; “I’m gonna… Gonna come…” Near about there as Eren continued to push himself in and out of you with perfect aim, going deeper and deeper inside you each time; is where your body again lost control, and as Armin released into your mouth, Eren hit that spot perfectly, your inner walls tightened against the brunette’s length, causing his thrusts to become more erratic as he neared his own end, and just as you came down from your high, you felt him release inside of you, his thrusts becoming slower and more erratic as he rode out his orgasm. As soon as he had caught his breath and pulled out of you, you swallowed Armin’s own release, wiping the excess off of your chin with your hand. Slowly - and in a chaste manner - you crawled your trembling and half naked body over the blonde, who looked up as you loomed over him, staring at you as if you were something incredible. Your words were lost in breaths for air, and you collapsed down onto Armin’s chest, his arms wrapped around your upper body as you pressed yourself against him. Next, Eren, with his pants done up once more, shuffled to lay down beside the two of you, the top of his head level to Armin’s shoulder. You stared at him blankly, your face flushed, and you couldn’t help but smile at the blush that’d finally caught up to him. “Eren, you’re a… A really good teacher,” you smirked playfully, to which the brunette smiled tiredly, and his eyes closed slowly. His hand slid over your waist, he lazily draped his arm there in a movement of sleepy affection and Armin glanced down at the two of you, Eren eye level with you, and you yourself, nuzzling into the small blonde’s chest happily. “Yeah… I learned a lot,” he chuckled lightly, his voice fading as your thoughts began to return to you. Well, the first thing you considered was Mikasa’s words; “Tell me everything that Eren says”. The next thing that somewhat puzzled you before you drifted off slowly was; “so what the heck do I tell her?”

rare ships like these need more recognition

duo dynamic.

[ in which your favourite pornstar invites a special guest over for one of his lives — tobio kageyama x tsukishima kei, female reader ]

➵ word count: 3.4K | characters aged up 18+, pornstar!kageyama, some brattysub!kageyama x dom!tsukishima, masturbation (use of toys; vibrator), name-calling (degradation),, face-fucking (deep-throating), ass play, slow to rough sex, teasing, aftercare.

➵ © i do not own haikyuu!! all credit for the show goes to haruichi furudate. i only own the story, writing and au.

➵ a/n: a thank you to @letshaikyuu​ because she’s just so supportive and sweet in general? but she helped me with a few aspects of this fic so creds to her. i honestly don’t know where i would be without her <3

❝give yourself up to me entirely and i can’t promise you won’t be broken.❞

Perhaps it would be best to say that it all started with a click and a play. But then again, you couldn’t exactly recall how it all came to be during the six months that had passed. You’d like to say that you use your resources to a minimum wage, but the vibrator that buzzed to life every evening spoke another story you couldn’t bring yourself to deny.

The strangeness of it all was enough to cloud your mind; maybe that’s why you forgot how it started. Maybe that’s why you forgot how you ended up masturbating to a twenty-four year old guy on the glossy screen of your laptop. You didn’t really know much about him, so you couldn’t exactly call what you had a crush. Knowing his last name wasn’t enough either.

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just had a thought

should I write for Stray Kids?

The Smut Pile Fantasy Collab

Preface:

Continuing this week!

This writing collaboration is brought to you by the members of our discord server, Pleasant & Strider Present: The Smut Pile. This server is hosted by @pleasantanathema​, @linestrider​, and @present-mel​

Step into our storybook of enchantment and get swept away by writing inspired by all things fairy tale, fantasy, mystic, and, most importantly, sinful. Between our chapters you’ll find sexy tales of witches and witchers, knights and princesses, fairies and demons, and so much more, all explored through our favorite characters.

Every chapter piece is adult 18+ only content and will have appropriate warnings at the beginning of each work.

Once upon a time…

Chapter 1: My Hero Academia

@pleasantanathema​ All Smite (Villain All Might)

@linestrider​ Hawks

@enjifuckersupreme​ Inasa Yoarashi

@mindninjax​ Katsuki Bakugou (3 Parts)

@jackrrabbit​ Overhaul

@enjifuckersupreme​ Shouta Aizawa

Chapter 2: Haikyuu

@joyousandverywarlike​  Atsumu Miya & Osamu Miya

@whats-her-quirk​ Daichi Sawamura

@blahkugo​ Kei Tsukishima

@jackrrabbit​​ Keiji Akaashi

@bonnuit-tournesol​ Kenma Kozume

@thisisthehardestthing​ Satori Tendō

@bakatenshii​ Team Seijoh

@lookslikeleese​ Tetsurō Kuroo

@pleasantanathema​ Ushijima Wakatoshi

Chapter 3: Attack on Titan

@present-mel​ Reiner Braun Part I, Part 2

@emailandpassword​ Zeke Yeager

Our collab doesn’t have a hard deadline for our members, so keep checking back to see when your favorite character has a link!

This is a not-safe-for-work choose your own adventure style collaboration from the good perverts of the BNHarem discord server. Thanks to @thisisthehardestthing​ for the banner, and to everyone who came together to make this happen. Each story starts the same way, but in every entry our reader will meet a different character. 

Your throat felt dry as you came to the arranged address, the mask that the organisers had asked you to wear clenched tight in your fist. 

The building was one of the city’s most exclusive hotels, and it had the look of a cathedral from the outside, the main entrance flanked by massive marble pillars, a gold glow from inside the main atrium. Even the doormen looked expensive, clad in black uniforms with gold trim. As instructed, you kept your head down and headed to the side entrance. A polite-but-burly security guard checked your identification and took your phone and other electronics from you, giving you a numbered ticket in return as he locked them away. Did he know why you were here? Probably. 

Shame rose in your chest at the prospect of what you were about to do. Why, exactly had you agreed to this? It was gross. It was wrong. But it was a lot of money. You were struggling to repay your loans, and if you did this party, you could be free of them with just one night of sucking cock. Well, not entirely free, but it beat spending years working two jobs, didn’t it? 

At first you had been puzzled. Who exactly was paying random girls so much for a single night’s work? Even if it was sex work, that was a hell of a lot of money. Then the word hero was mentioned and everything made a whole lot more sense. 

Everything about hero life was drenched in lucre. The magazine interviews, the tv shows, the movies. They owned skyscrapers in central Tokyo, they wore shoes worth more than your annual salary. And, according to the woman who had recruited you, this party was being hosted by the current number one hero in Japan. Maybe… you’d even get to meet him. 

You were ushered through the building by a woman in a masquerade style mask like yours, catching glimpses of events in other rooms as you passed. A girl in a silver zentai bodysuit floated above a stage, the only exposed flesh on her body the pink centre of her sex. Another room seemed to host an orgy, the floor writhing with bodies in the dim light. The motion was almost hypnotic, but your guide’s hand was on your shoulder, pulling you away before you could stare too long. 

“Here we are,” said your guide, squeezing your shoulder as you arrived at the place you would be working that night. Your room, for lack of a better word, was a little larger than a toilet cubicle, and dark, a pile of cushions on the floor, along with a basket with towels and bottled water. In the centre of one thin wall, around hip height, was the hole. You stared at it, catching a glimpse of light and movement from the room beyond. 

In a little under ten minutes, you’d be sucking off whoever wanted it through that hole in the wall. A hero, maybe, or a sidekick. Did it matter? It wasn’t like their dicks would taste any different. The more you thought about it, the worse it seemed, but it was a little late to back out now. “You all set?” your guide asked, smiling from behind her masquerade mask. You nodded, numbly, and she shut the door behind you, leaving you alone, the glory hole your only light.

Who comes for you?

@tomurasprincess - Kirishima

@story-sensei​ - Gang Orca 

@candychronicles​ - Hawks 

@10millionyearsdungeon - Shindou 

@thisisthehardestthing - Endeavor 

@kingexpl0sionmurder​ - Shinsou 

@hitoshisbabygirl - Aizawa 

@burnedbyshoto​ - Shouto

@trafalgar-temptress​ - Denki 

@leeswritingworld​ - Dabi 

@ikinabi​ - Deku 

@iwvs-on-ao3​ - Bakugou