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i was bored so i redrew that one taishou secret with all of the hashira

RoR Incorrect quotes#58 Suprise Adopting?

A tiny child got lost and they bump into someone's leg and looks up

ChildY/n*Looks up with big doe eyes*...

Odin*Was on a walk to see his son, he felt something hit his leg and looks down at a human child*...

ChildY/n*Continues to stare but gasps, tugging his robes* Hi, I'm Y/n! I suffer from short-term re-remembory loss! He-heh eh! Mister have you seen my dada?...*Has a foggy image of two figures clapping at them for remembering that grins up at him*

Odin*Felt his heart struck by lightning, and Picks you up by the armpits*...

ChildY/n*Big doe eyes look at him and sniff stuffy nose as they giggle*

Odin:...Im your Dada*Wraps arms to carry you properly and walks towards to the Norse pantheon*

Thor, Loki, and Odin's ravens resting in their chairs when Odin kicks the door holding a small child

Odin: Say Hello to your new sibling-

So I drew the Hashiras once.

Life lessons

A sketch of my baby boy, I love Genya so much lmao.💜💜💜

They fell after a few seconds 🩷

Took a break from AF stuff to draw this, hehe- when I saw the og tweet about this pose I instantly thought of ShinoMitsu 😭🫶

I saw your posting Gyutaro role-playing courtesan and we being customers and I liked it a lot!!Can I request one shot or something detailed about it?

+I'm not native so my sentence can be awkward

𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒏!𝑮𝒚𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒐 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

♥ CW: 18+ content, MDNI, female reader, smut, creampie, dubcon, sex work, manipulation

♥ AN: Demon Gyutaro disguises himself as a human courtesan. (Basically switching places with Daki). I really enjoyed writing this one (sorry it took me awhile). But I think this is my favorite one shot I've written yet! Thanks for reading!

♥ WC: 2,512

"What?! Y-you want me...?" The tall man with flowing black locks, and vibrant sea-blue eyes looks down at you.

"Yes," You offer him a satchel full of money, "I would like to purchase a night with you."

He hesitantly takes the bag, "Customers never request me..." he mumbles, "Are you sure it's me you want for the night? There are men that are much more attractive than me..."

"I'm positive," you nod, "I have seen the other men in this house. And you are my favorite... I find you very attractive."

"Well then," he gulps, "Follow me."

With a skip in your step, you follow him down the hall and into an extravagant looking bedroom. Candles glowing in the corners of the room, illuminating the large futon in the middle. Decorated with elaborate silk sheets.

"Please take a seat," Gyutaro says politely, motioning towards some cushions in front on a low table.

You take a seat and look up at him as he pours you a cup of tea.

"My name is Gyutaro by the way," he says as he sits down in front of you.

"What a lovely name, I'm Y/N. It's a pleasure to be spending this evening with you," you blush as you sip at your tea.

Gyutaro sits there and watches you, unsure of how to move forward with the main event. You did pay him after all... so he might as well give you what you paid for.

He clears his throat and breaks the silence, "We can start whenever you're ready..."

You blush, remembering that you didn't come here for a simple cup of tea. "Oh um, I-I'm ready to start now."

"Alright then, make yourself comfortable," Gyutaro motions towards the futon. Trying not to stare as you strip down to your corset and panties, laying down on the silk sheets.

"Fuck," Gyutaro curses under his breath. You look so sexy. Never would he have imagined that he would get the opportunity to have sex with such a gorgeous woman. It makes his insecurities skyrocket.

If he shows you his body, surely you will demand a refund.

He takes a deep breath, building the strength to remove his kimono and reveal his body to you.

The room goes silent as he waits for you to express your disgust. But you never do.

You look up at him with the sweetest expression, patting the spot beside you on the futon.

"You... still want me?" he gasps in disbelief.

"Of course I do, why wouldn't I?" you cock your head to the side. He feels slightly insulted that you choose to ignore the obvious fact that his body isn't what you were expecting. But he can't complain. At least you aren't hurling insults at him.

All he can manage is a nod. Looking down at you, seeing your perfect body, he's already rock hard. His hormones take over, pushing his negative thoughts and insecurities aside.

Lasty he removes his underwear, his cock springing free.

You can't help but stare. It's so much larger than you had anticipated, and not only are you surprised by the size, but it's so pretty too. The same birthmarks that cover his face trail down his shaft as well. You can't help but admire them, watching as each vein pulses in anticipation of being inside of you.

Gyutaro wastes no time climbing on top of you, making himself comfortable between your legs.

He gently kisses your neck and whispers, "At any point, let me know if you want me to stop."

"O-ok," you moan, pulling him closer.

He grins and continues kissing and nipping at your neck, being sure to leave marks behind. He grinds his hips against your clothed pussy as he removes your corset. Kissing and twirling his tongue around your nipple, as his hand squeezes your other breast.

"A-ah!" you gasp.

He looks up at you with hooded eyes, not even bothering to stop rubbing his cock between your folds. "You like that huh? I can tell... you're already seeping through your panties," he smirks.

"Mm hm," you nod, "f-feels good."

"So, you won't mind if I take these off, hm?" he laces a finger under your panties, tugging them slightly.

"Please do," you mutter.

Gyutaro has never gotten an opportunity like this, he can't believe his luck. Right in this moment, he vows to himself that he is going to get as much from you as he can.

He removes your panties, watching in awe as your slick clings to the fabric as he pulls them away. His cock twitches at the thought that you could possibly want him so badly to be this wet.

Grabbing the base of his cock, he positions himself at your entrance, "Ready for me, Y/N?"

"Y-yes, I'm ready Gyutaro," you nod, spreading your legs wider for him.

With a smirk, Gyutaro leans his body forward as the tip of his cock slides into you. As he goes deeper, the sensation of your walls clenching down on him quite literally takes his breath away.

He lets out a low groan as he slowly slides into you, making sure to consider your comfort. You are his client after all and a part of him is hoping that you will come back for his services again someday.

You squeeze your eyes shut and cling onto him as he bottoms out, moaning in ecstasy at the feeling of being completely full.

Gyutaro stills for a moment, looking down and clenching his teeth. Trying to recompose himself enough to speak, "Are you... are you comfortable?" he mutters.

The fact that he cares so much about your comfort makes you blush. "Yes," you nod enthusiastically, "I'm comfortable. You can start moving now..." you look away in embarrassment.

The first few thrusts are shaky and tentative as Gyutaro tries to adjust to the pleasure that he's feeling. Even though he is a courtesan, a Yarō to be specific, he never gets requested to perform sexual services for customers. He earns his keep by acting and doing tea ceremonies, which he excels at.

But it's not long before he gets a good rhythm going. The beautiful moans that escape your lips encourage him to keep going, picking up the pace. His cock sliding in and out of you, filling the room with obscene wet slaps and squelches.

He already feels himself getting close, but he wants to make sure his customer is left satisfied, "I-I wanna make you cum," he says between pants and grunts.

You roll your fingers through his hair and move his head to look into your eyes, "I'm getting close Gyutaro, ah-, you're doing so good." You moan as you wrap your legs around his hips, bringing him closer to you. He barely pulls his cock out of you before thrusting back in again, the added friction of his pelvis rubbing against your clit bringing you even closer to climax.

And he can tell by the way your walls tighten around him. He feels like he is quite literally being milked.

He feels himself slipping as he becomes drunk off of the way your pussy pulls him in and begs for his cum. All he can think about is filling you up, nothing else matters.

When your walls start quivering, it pushes him over the edge.

Gyutaro crashes his lips with yours, sliding his tongue into your mouth as your body shakes beneath him and the two of you climax together. With another harsh thrust he's spilling his sticky hot seed inside of you, filling you to the brim. As his spotted cock twitches, he feels every part of his being let go and become one with you.

He's never experienced such pleasure in his entire life.

When his orgasm fades and he pulls away from the kiss, he looks into your glazed over eyes. Only to be met by the look of pure terror on your face.

"What's the matter?"

You are in complete shock. The man that you just made love to, is not the man you thought he was. But rather a demon.

His appearance completely changed. His long black hair is now half lime green, and his beautiful sea-blue eyes are now sickly with glowing yellow scleras. His vibrant skin now grey and lifeless. And when he opens his mouth to speak, you are met with deadly sharp teeth inches away from your face.

It takes Gyutaro a moment to realize that his human disguise had faded. He let his guard down and wasn't able to keep his guise up during his orgasm.

"Fuck," he growls as he quickly covers your mouth with his hand before you are able to scream.

"And I was starting to like you too," he sighs, looking down at you with a frown, "Now I have no other choice but to kill you."

Your eyes widen and you shake your head, your pleas being muffled by his hand.

"Don't worry darling," he smirks, "I'll make you cum again before you die."

He cackles as he watches the tears flow from your eyes.

His entire demeanor has changed now that he is showing his true self. Before, he was so polite but now he is the complete opposite. A blood thirsty killer ready to use you for his own enjoyment.

He momentarily moves his hand and grabs your hips to flip you over, pressing your ass against his dick. Before you even get the chance to speak, he's ramming his cock back inside of you. Eliciting a yelp from you.

"Ah-" you start, but his hand muffles the rest of your whimpers.

"Shut the fuck up," he punctuates each word with a hard thrust. Pulling your head up, he keeps his other hand seated on your waist. Your back arches as he bends you into this uncomfortable position.

You whine and yelp into his palm as he continues to abuse your already sore pussy. No longer considering your comfort, all you have become is a toy.

"Fuck," he grunts under his breath, "this pussy is so tight, Ngh- gonna miss it after I devour you."

He cackles when he feels your face contort in fear as your tears wet his hand. Gyutaro decides to move his hand from your mouth to your throat, firmly constricting your air flow as he feels his cock start to switch.

When you claw at his hand and start gasping for air it pushes him over the edge. Watching you struggle for your life, seeing you completely at his mercy. He empties another load into your pussy, his previous one already dripping down your thighs.

With a content sigh he releases you, causing you to fall on your face back onto the futon. Blood fills your mouth when you accidentally bite your lip, but that's the least of your concerns. You are too busy gasping for air to care. Your lungs burning.

Gyutaro sits back for a moment to watch you struggle. Looking down at his still erect cock he shrugs and to your dismay, grabs your waist again.

"P-please Gyutaro, don't hurt me," you whimper, weakly trying to crawl away from him.

"Calm down, I ain't gonna kill you yet," he chuckles as he positions you to sit on his lap.

"Just one more round, ok? I still wanna make you cum again," he tenderly moves your hair out of your face, "You'll ride my cock like a good girl, won't you?"

Wiping away your tears, you nod, "Y-yes..." you whimper as your shaky hand holds onto his shoulder for support while you position his cock at your entrance and slowly lower yourself onto him.

His eyes widen at your obedience, groaning when you sit on him fully.

He's shocked to see how you start riding him with enthusiasm, even going as far as to gently lay your head in the crook of his neck. Holding onto him and moaning sweetly into his ear.

He thought that you'd just be doing this to persuade him to spare your life, but why do your actions seem so genuine?

Maybe it's because you are strangely even more attracted to him in his true form. Something about having sex with a dangerous man-eating demon makes you want him even more. Being used like a toy by this powerful man. It all makes you want him even more.

"Ah Y/N..." he moans, gripping your ass and guiding you up and down his length.

"Mm you feel so good, Gyutaro," you pant, "so so good..."

You gently kiss the rough skin of his neck, causing him to gasp and moan. His adam's apple bobbing with each pleasured sound that escapes his lips.

He presses his thumb down on your clit and starts rubbing in tight circles.

"R-right there baby," you moan, encouraging him to pick up the pace. Being called baby pulls at his heart strings. He wants to make you cum so bad, but this time for less selfish reasons.

He passionately kisses you, gently sucking the blood from your bottom lip. You taste so sweet on his tongue. A taste he finds himself quickly getting addicted to.

As he continues to play with your clit, he uses his other hand to hold onto your hip and thrust up into you, meeting your hips with a loud, wet slap.

Your orgasm hits you hard, "Gyutaro!!" you scream. Your thighs trembling as your walls tighten and convulse around him.

Gyutaro thrusts a final time and he's unraveling with you, wrapping his muscular arms around you and holding you close as he fills you up with his cum for the third time tonight.

The way that the two of you hold onto each other, it's almost as if you love one another.

Gyutaro holds you in his arms, listening to your labored breaths.

He carefully slides out of you and lays you down on the futon. He looks down at you with a frown, watching as you continue to surprise him. You don't run away or beg for him to spare your life. It's almost as if you have completely forgotten he promised to kill you once he's had his fun.

Instead you just lay there and stare up at him with a look he is unfamiliar with. One that he doesn't quite understand but it causes his body to move on its own. Without saying anything, he lays down beside you and pulls you into his chest. Gently caressing your face, he watches as sleep overcomes you.

You look so peaceful. But how could that possibly be so, when you have a demon in your bed?

Once he is sure you are fast asleep, Gyutaro gets up and puts a layer of his kimono back on. Staring down at your helpless body sleeping under the silk sheets.

"Sister..." he rasps, "come out."

He hunches over and a beautiful woman with long white hair forms out of his back, quite literally crawling out of his skin.

"Yes brother?" she says obediently before she looks over at your sleeping form, "Oh, what do we have here?"

"Store this human in your obi," he demands, "I have plans for her..."

I want to thank @lilliumteaandbeez for educating me on the history of male courtesans in the entertainment district! Thank you so much for the help! ♡

Four Big Guys

Sekido, Urogi, Karaku, Aizetsu x AFAB Reader

warnings: gangbang, dubcon, dirty talk, degrading, smut, rough sex, multiple orgasms, squirting mention

you didnt know how it came to this. one moment you were begging for four demons not to kill you in the forest and the next thing you knew you were on your knees. your mind had too many thoughts at once- hazy as you begrudgingly stared up at the men surrounding you.

"im the one that found her, i think i should have the honor of playing with her first!" the one with yellow eyes exclaimed. his tongue swiped across his lips before the red one crossed his arms.

"and who are you to decide that?" his eyebrows pinched together and it looked as if he was gritting his teeth together as he glared at the identical looking demons around you. "we all found her- shes a slut for everyone." your ears began ringing and you looked down, toning out everyones voices in the process as they bickered back and forth. when you looked back up and raised your head, you saw the green eyed demon out of the corner of your eye.

he was staring at you like you were a piece of meat, and it made you feel all the more fearful of what was to come. his eyes practically piercing into your soul and there was no doubt he was watching your every move, veiny hands tightening on his leaf-shaped uchiwa. a memory recalled in your mind of there being a fourth demon and that was confirmed when a softer voice compared to the others spoke up. it sounded as if whoever was speaking was incredibly nervous, the voice trembling. the clones eyes snapped to who was speaking.

a demon behind you. blue eyes scanning across the other demons were suddenly locked onto you while talking.

"you all are scaring her. try being more gentle won't you? the fearful look on her face is saddening me," aizetsu finished off his words with a sigh and karaku rolled his eyes.

"you're such a pain in the ass, aizetsu. this girl deserves to get dicked down. just look at her!"

to your dismay, he bent down to your level and tugged your hair upwards. his claws dug painfully into your scalp as you winced and brought your face dangerously close to his. you had no choice but to look into his almost enchanting eyes now. he let out a sadistic giggle at the pained look on your face.

"its as if shes begging to have demon cock stuffed inside her,"

urogi snickered at karakus words and sekido almost groaned in annoyance at his brother's words that were said with no shame.

you felt disgusted with yourself when you realized the fear you were feeling almost felt.. satisfying? was it arousal? it couldn't have been. being surrounded by repulsive and dangerous demons was actually turning you on? either way, the close proximity of karaku near you did not help with the intensifying heat gathering both on your cheeks and in between your thighs.

you couldnt find the right words to bring out of your mouth. you wanted to scream and cry, wanted to try to run, but a lingering urge in the back of your mind to stay with them kept you from doing so. "are y-you guys going to hurt me?" you mumbled out, actually suprised you found your voice to speak. despite it trembling.

it was almost scary how all of the men looked down at you in that moment, intensely listening to your words. they went quiet for a moment, but the first to actually speak was urogi.

"hurt you? nonono, what we're gonna do is play with you. we may even keep you! wouldn't you like being our pretty little plaything?"

your face flushed at the words and you stutter random mutterings. you immediately tensed up as sekido suddenly grabbed you from karaku and nearly shoved aizetsu out of the way so he was in back of you instead. "im tired of waiting. if none of you want to fuck her, i will." his large coarse hand put itself around your neck and shoved you down so your ass was up and your face was shoved into the floor. you felt his clothed hips push into yours and you couldnt help but notice his already hardened cock against you.

you whined in response as karaku slid himself underneath you, picking up your hips with ease so he can then rest you on top of him. aizetsu with no complaints positioned himself in front of your face. his hand caressed your face for a moment and tilted your head upwards so you can look at him. urogi tugged one of your hands upwards and you almost fell flat on your face before catching your balance.

"this is so not fair- i wanted to feel her around me," urogi mumbled under his breath. "oh well, this'll have to do until i have the chance to absolutely destroy you," his voice ended in a sloght growl and you felt worry that you shouldve anticipated earlier flood your system. these demons were not gonna take it easy on you-

what if they break you until you can't take anymore? though the worry slightly washed away when you noticed aizetsu fumbling with his pants.

you felt suprised when aizetsu proudly said his next words, believing he would’ve held back on dirty talk compared to his counterparts. "you gonna take all my cock down that throat of yours like a good little whore?" the corners of his lips slightly turned upwards.

you couldn't answer because before you could sekido hand rougly slapped down onto your ass. you jumped in response and almost forgot about the demon underneath you until his hands grasped at your chest. one squeezed at your breast and the other went up to the collar of your shirt and ripped it straight down. he tugged the rest off and he almost drooled at the sight of your tits covered by only a bra.

aizetsu finally tugged down his pants only low enough to expose his cock. it slapped meanly against your face and for a moment you gawked at the size. if all of theirs were as big as aizetsu's was, were you gonna come out of this alive?! it was thick and long and-

"nghh- ah! wait~" you almost screamed as sekidos cock pushed against your ass, your pants were completely ripped off before you could even comprehend it. the thick mushroom head was already near pushing inside of you.

karaku watched your face for a moment before lifting his hips and pushing into your pussy. you already felt full with only a couple inches of both.

you began jerking your hand up and down urogis cock and he jolted at your touch, obviously enamored on the tremble of your body when being stretched. he let out a breathy moan you hardly heard while aizetsu thumbed at the tip of his own dick before putting it in front of your mouth.

sekido slapped the thickness of your ass once again, noticibly harder than before, and theres no doubt it left a mark. "focus on aizetsu and urogi. obey and we won't go too rough," he emphasizes the 'too' and you almost immediantly go to lick at aizetsu's length. it layed heavy and pretty on your tongue as precum lewdly spilled out of the slit on top.

as you swirled your tongue around aizetsu, you tried to do everything you were told to at once. though, you should've known it would've been harder than expected when karakus claws tear off your bra and his teeth latch onto your nipple. you almost pull back from both aizetsu and urogi but you restrain and bring yourself to simply moan around aizetsu's cock instead.

aizetsu's hand lays itself upon your head and too the others its apparent his struggling to not throat fuck you. slick sounds accumulate from around you and urogi thrusts into your moving hand, hunched over as he lets out louder moans.

the burning pain in your lower regions faded slowly but surely as both sekido and karaku sink further into you once more, nearly fit all the way. you choke on your moans as every action produced from the demons only makes the experience increasingly overwhelming.

karaku finally leans away and ends the attack on yout stiff nipples and sadistically lets out an overjoyed laugh. "wow- we really did underestimate you!" they're fully sheathed inside of you now and you realize what hes talking about.

"impressive~ truly. I didn't think you'd be able to handle us." sekidos deep voice rings out before you are almost pushed over from one of his thrusts. "now lets see if you can pleasure all four of us with that weak body of yours." your breath is completely knocked out of your lungs as karaku moved in sync with sekido. karakus cock thrusts inside of you when sekidos pulls away.

pleasure bursts inside of your veins, the pain almost completely gone as your stretched to your limit by their cocks. aizetsus hand trembles in hesitation, but the moan you let out onto his shaft seems to cause his restraint to crack as he suddenly wraps your hair into his fist and pulls you until his cock is completely down your throat.

you gag as he suddenly pulls you off of him and slams you back down afterward. karakus fingers tweak at your nipples as your cunt tightens around him and you try focusing on jerking off urogi, submitting and letting the other demons take complete control of your body.

"mm- so pretty while getting fucked dumb, arent you?" urogi mumbles out before letting out a sharp groan. "sshhit! close-" his fangs bite at his lips as he tries to increase the speed at which he thrusts into your delicate palm.

"g- mhhhf- gonna haa~" you feel a funny tingle begin forming in your tummy and as quick as it began, it finished in a wave of mind numbing pleasure as you cream on karakus cock.

he gasps and his hips stutter before continuing his unforgiving pace. "tightened up so nicely for me- fuck!" you sob as your hand picks up its speed to desperately get urogi to his high.

karaku growls underneath his breath as you suddenly hear him mumbling out dazed words about needing to cum. his hips falter yet again and lets out a groan as hot cum fills your pussy.

your eyes widen before squeezing shut and letting out a satisfied cry around aizetsus length. urogi gauges your reactions as he spills his own seed all over your hand.

aizetsu shoves your own head further on his cock, desperately thrusting into your hot mouth. tip hitting the back of your throat with each thrust, you try to breathe from your nose instead. you open your eyes again as everything seems blurry and notice from the back of your mind that aizetsu is hunched over and crying as he continues throat fucking you. mouth open, fangs on full display as he drools and lets out incoherent begs.

his eyes roll back as he suddenly pulls back and cums on your face. "s-sso good! hhaa~" his eyes look down at you as he paints your face with his white, salty semen.

you gasp for breath but almost immediately get it knocked back out of your lungs as sekido sets a particularly harsh pace. "gonna fill you up with my cum, not gonna remember anything else except for us," his hand presses down on your back when cy causes you to arch against karaku.

you feel the undeniable feel of pleasure fill you again and you know it wont be long until your pushed over the edge.

"fuckin' squirt for us. do it, slut." and with that you let go and squirt sprays on both karaku and sekido's pelvises. your arms almost give out but karaku holds you up from underneath you. "gonna fill you up, gonna breed you-"

you feel the now familiar feeling of his spunk entering into you and spilling out. everyone is breathing heavily and you think you might pass out before urogi tugs you up with his talons.

you forgot demon's have incredible stamina, didnt you?

"you didnt seriously think this was over yet, did you? nonono~ we're gonna make you our cum-dump. and even then, were gonna keep you with us~ you should feel honored!"

"I can't sit on your lap, I'm too heavy!" (+Art)

Chubby reader, self-indulge because i'm a plus size, they fucking love you no matter what

Tighnari bonus

-~☆▪︎☆~-

"Huh???Are you saying that i'm weak ??"

They think it is an INSULT to themselves. "Huh??you?heavy??you think i can't take you?"

They would totally do push up whilst you sit on their back.

Beidou, Itto, Eula, Xiao, Sara, Cyno

-~☆▪︎☆~-

"Sweetheart, why are you saying about yourself like that??Come talk about it whilst you sit"

They will boost your self-esteem. Whispering how beautiful you are and giving you butterfly kisses. If you are still not convince, they will list the little things from you that they lo- wait...since when you sit on their lap?

Diluc, Ayaka, Thoma, Ganyu, Aether, Dehya

-~☆▪︎☆~-

*Ignores your protest and guiding you to their lap*

No no no, they will hear none of your whining. Just let them hold you, please? What do you mean you afraid to be hugged because of your body???Look how they hold you softly filled with love and car-Hey!there is a soft pinch on your belly!

Zhongli, Lisa, Ei, Childe, Ningguang

-~☆▪︎☆~-

"Oh?well, then i should sit on your lap instead"

Yeah, they will fucking sit on your lap.

Kaeya, Yae, Venti

-~☆▪︎☆~-

"My lap. NOW"

they are spoiled brats, they get what they want.

Ayato, Scaramouche.

𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒

a/n: overanalyzing kny characters’ love languages, both expressing their love and how they prefer to be loved in return.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘! tanjiro, inosuke, kyojuro, and tengen.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘! keep in mind these are all my opinion.

❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 & 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

— Tanjiro screams acts of service, and you can see it in the way he cares for everyone. Nezuko especially. So it should come as no surprise that his natural way of expressing his love for you is to do things for you. It ranges from small things, like instinctively covering table/furniture edges when you bend down to pick something up so you don’t hurt yourself on them, to quite literally using his body to shield your own from harm in battle.

— Winding down for bed? Let him help you with your skincare routine, applying moisturizing oils to your face with gentle swipes of his fingers over your cheeks. Do you wear your hair in a specific style? Please teach him how so he can do it for you! If he finds you cooking or cleaning up around the house, he always asks if there is anything he could help you with, and hesitates when you insist that there wasn’t.

“Okay, darling if you say so… but come find me if you change your mind?” he sighs, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek before scurrying off to let you carry on with what you were doing.

— Tanjiro does all sorts of things with you in mind without even thinking about it. Like leaving notes with sweet things and reminders around the house when he’s away for when you wake up. Or offering to cook when you’re too exhausted to, being mindful of the things you prefer to eat, so you enjoy the things he makes ❤︎

— Another crucial piece of his love language is words of affirmation. Tanjiro is never too shy to give praise, especially to his partner, whom he holds in the highest esteem. If you are ever feeling doubtful of your capabilities, he will be sure to put those insecurities to rest with endless reassurance and kind words.

— If you are a slayer like him, he’ll be all but singing your praises after every successful dispatch, complimenting your form, courage, and gracefulness with shining eyes. He can always find a compliment for you without having to think very long or hard about it.

— And though it has little to do with why he’s in love with you, he can’t help but tell you just how beautiful he finds you to be. You truly take his breath away, even when you aren’t dressed up in the slightest. He thinks there’s beauty in your comfortability around him. So even when you just rolled out of bed with your hair a mess and makeup from the previous day smeared across your face, he thinks you’re the loveliest creature to grace the earth.

— Tanjiro always notices when you change things about your appearance, and is sure to comment on every change with his approval.

— New haircut? He’s asking to feel it and telling you how nice it looks on you. Wearing a new outfit? He'll note that it suits you perfectly and hopes you’ll wear it more often. This is especially true when it comes to your scent. Seeing as his sense of smell is so potent, he easily becomes attached to your unique scent. He doesn’t care much for strong perfumes, but if you use a different soap or conditioner, he will notice.

“You smell so good today, my love,” he sighs into the crook of your neck and shoulder as he embraces you from behind, reddish-black hairs tickling you.

❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇

— It has to be physical touch. Although he is open to all sorts of ways his partner would express their love for him, their physical affection is by far his favorite way to receive it. He adores your every gentle touch and loving gesture, leaning into every caress, sighing into every kiss, and his eyes fluttering shut at every embrace.

— Your touch grounds and comforts him, bringing him back down to earth when his responsibilities and anxieties pull him into his head. You can tell when those worries are festering, weighing heavily on the man that grew up much too quickly and saw so many horrors so young. Survivor's guilt is brutal, and he rarely has the time to spare to confront how that trauma has affected him psychologically. But that’s where you come in, salving and soothing.

— Your arms have become his sanctuary, holding him upright when he doesn’t have the strength to stand any longer. Your heartbeat against his ear calms him down like nothing else, so he melts when you guide his head to rest atop your heart, softly petting his wine-colored hair and reminding him that you were real- that you weren’t going anywhere.

— Tanjiro adores your hands. He loves the way they feel in his own, tugging him along when you’re out and about together so you don’t lose track of one another. He loves how easily he folds when you rub out all the aches and pains in his body after a long assignment, taking such good care of him.

— He loves the simple touches you think nothing about, like grabbing his waist as you brush past him, leaving him a flustered mess. Or the shapes you trace on his thigh while you’re seated side by side. You may do it mindlessly, but he’s hyper-aware of where your bodies meet, easily distracted by the slightest touches.

— Suffice it to say, he really likes it when you touch him.

❥ 𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 & 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆

— A toughie, but I’d say he primarily expresses his affection for you through physical touch!

— Inosuke has never been a prude about getting up close and personal, the man does fight people for fun after all. Which ties in with one of his favorite ways to show affection: roughhousing! He gets immense enjoyment out of play fighting with you, whether that be out of boredom or he just wants an excuse to touch you without coming off soft.

— Always touching you mindlessly, like resting an elbow on your head/shoulder, tugging you along by the arm toward fun activities, or leaning over you to pick up something. Doesn’t even think about it when he crawls into your lap or drags you into his own, and just scratches at his head when others act scandalized by his public displays of affection.

— Isn’t above making out with you in front of others so you might have to reign him in, even if he doesn’t entirely understand what the big whoop is about sharing spit with you with an audience. In his mind, that just means others will know you’re his “mate” and to not bother competing, not that anyone could compete with “Mountain God, Inosuke!”

— He definitely does the loving “head bonk” thing that cats do. Oftentimes he doesn’t even bother taking his mask off to do that though, and the fur of his mask is a little scratchy :(((

— Inosuke very much enjoys sparring with you, no matter the gap of power between you. Doesn’t matter if he knows he’ll win or get his ass handed to him, he wants to share his passion with you. And if you’re as enthusiastic about fighting as he is? All the more reason to spend so much time testing one another’s limits and making one another stronger opponents in the process.

— Another part of Inosuke’s love language is gift-giving! oddly enough. He’s very much the “finders keepers” and “if you have it, i want it,” type, but that seems to not apply to you.

— Expect to receive all sorts of odd trinkets, rocks, and shiny things he either finds, steals, or acquires on his assignments. While these things might not seem particularly valuable or significant, they meant something to him. Enough to want to share it with you in hopes it would make you happy too.

— The best part is the way he puffs up with pride after you express your approval of his offering, boasting about how “of course you like it! I, the great Inosuke, went through great trouble to get it for you!” though inside, he’s a little bit nervous when presenting his gifts to you, on the slight chance that you don’t appreciate them.

— The more you praise him for his gifts the more frequent they become, though you might be perplexed by the things that turn up at your doorstep. They’re mostly harmless, aside from the occasional dead animal.

❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 & 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

— His first choice when it comes to receiving your love would be words of affirmation. After all, who wouldn’t like a bit of praise every now and then? But in Inosuke’s case, he thrives off of being reminded of just how amazing you find him to be.

— It’s not hard to find things about him to compliment, he’s a truly incredible slayer, and a fiercely loyal partner.

— Keep the flattering remarks coming! He’s eating them all up! And getting more and more attached to you the more you tell him the things he’s good at.

— He doesn’t much understand compliments on his appearance, nor does he value them as much as your flattery of his physical prowess, but they do have an effect on him.

— As for the quality time part, making an effort to spend time with him is a surefire way to get his heart pumping (though he might not realize that he’s in love with you, just that he likes being around you.)

— Inosuke’s clingy in every sense of the word, trailing close behind wherever you wander off to. He wants to go everywhere with you, so making plans with him in mind or just getting up and tugging him along with you is totally acceptable.

— Inosuke finally understands what Tanjiro and Zenitsu meant when they said that food tastes better when you eat with others. Because his meals just don’t satisfy him like they do when he shares them with you. Sometimes he’ll seek you out just to stuff his face beside you, grinning wolfishly when you scold him for eating too quickly, and making a face when you wipe food off his face (he secretly likes it)

— He wants to be a part of your routine, even if it consists of him just sitting there while you do your hair (do not trust him with it, he will make you look so busted istg 😭) or trying to sneak bites while you cook, only to get his hand smacked.

— Inosuke craves your company, even if you aren’t necessarily interacting. He just wants to have you there.

❥ 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

— Words of affirmation hands down. Kyojuro is a man of praise and isn’t too shy to lay it on thick with his lovely partner. He honestly can’t shut up about how beautiful, amazing, and talented he finds you to be.

— The other Hashira – and honestly anyone that’ll listen – are constantly updated on the daily Y/n scoop! He just has so much adoration for you welling up inside that it comes spilling out of his smiling lips at every opportunity.

— His compliments aren’t empty either. He’s an honest man, and only says what he believes to be true. And if you expect his flattery to stop at looks, you’d be sorely mistaken. He praises every little thing you do: swordplay, hobbies, crafts, simply existing.

— And if you were ever to make something special just for him? He’s swooning so hard, accepting your gift graciously and telling you just how much he loves it and what a good job you did crafting it! Doesn’t matter how much of an amateur you are, he is waxing poetic about your stick figure like it's the most beautiful artwork he’s ever laid eyes on and keeping it forever.

“My love, this is magnificent! I’ll cherish it and keep it close to me so that I might be reminded of you every time I see it!” Kyojuro announces with a bright smile so wide his cheeks start to hurt. You even swear you see his eyes get a little glossy at the gesture.

— Even when you aren’t doing anything particularly significant, he’s always expressing his undying love for you.

“I adore you, you know that, right?”

“You make me so happy, darling flame.”

“You’re so easy to talk to.”

(LIKE CHILL OUT WITH THAT BEFORE I 🫠)

— Definitely isn’t afraid to say he loves you outright. He’d scream it to the world unashamed if you asked ❤︎

❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇

— physical touch physical touch physical touch!!! Though I doubt he realizes it, Kyojuro is devastatingly touch-starved. He lost his mother young, and his father is hardly the type to spare a caring touch for his children. That has an enormous effect on someone, even Kyojuro. So when he first gets a taste of your affections, he’s hooked.

— Wavers and melts into every gentle touch you offer him, looking enraptured at the feeling of your soft hands holding his face so sweetly, so delicately. Pay close enough attention and you might see him get a little teary-eyed, because how did he survive so long without this? He feels brittle beneath your fingertips, threatening to shatter with every featherlight kiss and caress.

— On one of your first dates, you asked if you could feed him and his heart nearly lept out of his chest. He of course indulged you, though he wasn’t prepared for you to cup his face and hold a piece of octopus with your chopsticks to his lips. INSTANT HEART EYES, and a considerable blush on his cheeks as he accepted the bite of food gratefully. Kyojuro’s loud exclamation of “TASTY!” was particularly spirited afterward.

— Kyojuro oddly feels obligated to thank you after you give him affection those first few times.

— Kyojuro’s definitely a hugger, so cling onto him all you like, and he’ll hold onto you just as tightly.

— Cuddles? Yes please! This man is practically glued to you, and refuses to be moved, particularly in the morning.

— Kyojuro isn’t a morning person, and practically needs to be dragged by the ankles out of bed. And that’s if you can pry his arms off of you to begin with. His relationship with waking up improves if you’re soft about it, coaxing him out of bed with plenty of kisses over his face until he can’t pretend to sleep any longer.

— Kyojuro wants to hold hands whenever you’re out and about together, whether you’re perusing food stalls, shopping at the market, or finding yourselves in the crowd of a bustling city.

— Play with his flame-colored hair and watch him melt into a puddle. He’s so fond of it that he’ll ask you to brush through it and tie his hair up in his signature half-ponytail most days.

— He finds your fascination with his hands endearing, and can’t stop smiling to himself when you play with them idly.

❥ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈

❥ 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 & 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄

— Tengen is definitely a gift-giver! He always returns from his assignments with something shiny or expensive to drop into your lap and watch you gush over it.

— He’s always thinking of you and has a habit of buying things that even remotely remind him of you. Though sometimes it seems like he purchases things just cus he thinks they’re flashy, and is a bit perplexed when they don’t seem to have the same effect on you. If you’re someone who prefers more humble gifts, or handmade items, he will adapt. A bit begrudgingly, because he wants to give you nice things, glittery things. Because he thinks you deserve them.

— His whole demeanor changes the moment he sees the way your face lights up when he gifts you something more practical. Pays closer attention to things you actually use when considering future gifts.

— Often gifts you things in hopes that you’ll wear them on your person. Whether it be jewelry he thinks matches your eyes, a bright kimono in a color he just knows would compliment your skin tone, or more… skimpy garments. For his eyes only, of course.

— he also strikes me as an acts of service guy? Tengen will do just about anything to protect you, all too ready to put your life before his own. And though he won’t say it outright, he likes doing things for you. It hardly matters if you’re capable of doing tasks on your own, he wants to do them for you.

— And if you’re not the type to ask for help? He’ll just have to make your life a little harder. Puts your things on high shelves so you have to come looking for him to get them down for you, purchases extra heavy furniture so you have to ask so sweetly if he could move it, and doesn’t let you pay for a damn thing!

— It might be irritating, but he just wants you to need him, even in small ways. That’s what you get for getting involved with a man with an inflated ego that values you above all else.

❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

— Quite unsurprisingly words of affirmation. Tell him all the things you like about him, he’s got his chin on his hand and kicking his feet giddily. Has the nerve to ask, “and what else, darling?” As if you won’t go off about how devastatingly attractive he is 🗣

— Pile on the praise, he’s lapping it all up. You’ll have him monologuing at this rate, hardly able to get a word in as he drones on about himself. Honestly, you shouldn’t feed into his ego so much, his head’s already as big as his waist 😒

“You’re so pretty, Lord Tengen,” you’d purr, and he’s fluffing up like a bird, practically oozing with pride at your praise.

“So glad you finally agree!” Tengen laughs, because of course he knows it, but can’t help but get cocky when his lover is forthright with their admiration for him.

— Though if you keep flattering him like that you might get him a little too excited, and he’s even more insufferable when his ego isn’t the only thing swelling.

— Praise beyond his appearance will surprise him, and it’s your secret weapon. Tell him that you feel safe with him, and that he does such a good job of protecting you. Gush about how helpful he is, or how well he treats you, and watch him melt, a bit unsure of what to say for once.

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When I see a Female Reader story:

When I see a Male Reader story:

All I ever needed in my life was Pimp Taiju.

Should have posted this 2 weeks ago... also this is a bit meme-y, please don't take it too seriously!

WHY DID STUDIO BONES MAKE HIM SO WHORISH??? WHO IS THE DABI FUCKER AMONGST THEM??? GOOD GOD!!!!!!!!!

Mmmkay my Pinterest is getting too accurate now

Masc/Gender-neutral people with 0 content on their tags resigning to read the female reader posts

I didn’t think it had to be said but an OC is not a reader insert.

Stop tagging OC fics with reader.

(Obvi OC x readers are reader inserts)

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Pajama Party

Pairing: Mina X Bakugo X Kirishima X f!Reader

Summary: When your surprise birthday party is put on hold thanks to your boyfriend breaking up with you, Mina decides to turn it into a pajama party.

Warnings: SMUT | Minors & Ageless Blogs DNI, Choking, Biting/Marking, Dom Tendencies, Swearing (Bakugo says fucking alot), Praise Kink (just to be safe)

Contains: Hurt/Comfort, Roommate trope, Self-image issues, Mina & Reader had a previous fling & so did Kiri & Bakugo, as mentioned above, choking, nipple stimulation, food play (icing), oral (both M&F), face riding/sitting, double penetration (same hole), picked up and fucked. Nicknames Used: Baby, Princess, Cutie(Pie), Good Girl. I think this is all...

W/C: 9,161

A/N: I hope you enjoy this random ass idea that crawled into my brain. Special thanks to @silverhairsimp & @weebaboobs for listening to me ramble about this all damn week. Also, they have one of those modular sofas. If you don't know what that is, click this link.

It was an anomaly, Katsuki thought, the way you could make friends with damn near anyone you set your mind to. Your first year at UA and he watched you charm person after person, Eijiro being the first, followed by Mina as a close second, and fuckin’ Deku in third. Admittedly, he was the last to warm up to you out of sheer stubbornness. But once he let you in, opened that door just enough, you curled up like a little kitten making a permanent home within his heart.

School years came and went, now you all had serval years of hero work under your belts and still, everyone fucking loved you, Katsuki included. Somehow you and Eijiro had convinced him to move into an apartment together because splitting the rent was more efficient and you could hang out together all the time. He played it off like the latter fact didn’t matter to him but it was nice coming home some nights to dinner already being made and he certainly didn’t mind catching you doing your morning yoga in the living room.

That was why this year when your birthday rolled around, it didn’t take too much badgering from Eijiro for Katsuki to finally say okay to having a surprise party for everyone’s favorite girl.

Your boyfriend, the douche, as Katsuki preferred to call him, already claimed your afternoon.

“Who makes birthday plans just in the afternoon?” Itsuka had asked while she was balanced atop Tetsu’s shoulders hanging a banner.

“Someone who doesn’t give a shit about their significant other,” Katsuki grumbled.

“Yeah, you shoulda seen the look on Y/N’s face when she told us she’d be back by five. She was real bummed that he made other plans on her birthday but apparently they were like really important or something.”

The douche had never been particularly aware of the things that mattered to you. You knew how he took his coffee, what kind of fabric softener he preferred, and had a playlist ready of all his favorite songs for car rides, and yet he couldn’t be bothered to see all you wanted was to spend the day with his dumb ass on your birthday. He was fucking useless. Probably got you some stupid fucking gift too.

He looked over at the mountain of presents that everyone had brought for you, piling up on your kitchen table and spilling over artfully thanks to Mina’s skill. Katsuki was willing to wager his next years salary that every one of those gifts was more thoughtful than whatever the douche had given you. Probably thought just his being was enough of a gift.

“Whoa, Kat!” Eijiro grabbed his arm, “You’re gonna overwhip the icing, you hate when that happens.” He shook his head and pulled his arm away from Eijiro, turning around to the four-layer cake that was his best work to date if he did say so himself.

Alternating layers of soft cake in your favorite flavors, each with a ribbon of your favorite icing in between. All he had left to do was ice the outside and write your pretty name. Yeah, he even thought your name was pretty.

Eijiro prided himself on making birthday celebrations special for all his friends. He spent time and took care to listen to the seemingly insignificant musings throughout the year of things they might like or want to happen on their special day and then he made it his personal mission to make those musings into a reality.

Katsuki was always the easiest to please. He wanted the same thing each and every year. To be left the fuck alone. And Eijiro respected that. He still would knock on his bedroom door though with his favorite spicy ramen and leave it with a handmade card that he knew Katsuki kept with all the other things he deemed important in a little box under his nightstand.

But, his other friends, they were more exciting! Izuku, for his 25th birthday, they all flew to San Diego for Comic Con. Izuku had no idea where they were going until they boarded the plane. Denki was the star in his very own murder mystery-themed dinner when he turned 21. Just last year, Eijiro rented out a massive hall and they hosted an extravagant masquerade ball in Mina’s honor. And when he heard you talking at work a few months ago about how you thought a surprise party would be so much fun, how you’d never had one, he started making plans that same day.

Though a surprise party wasn’t the most thrilling thing the group had done, Eijiro was determined to make this a special birthday for you. Since your birthday plans with your boyfriend seemed, well, lackluster, he was going to go above and beyond! You cared so much about all your friends, were always there when they needed you, you deserved to feel like the most important person in the entire world.

“Got the projector!” Denki held the device high above his head, nearly whacking Hitoshi in the process.

“Great guys, thanks! I’ve got a big blanket upstairs we can use as a screen!”

“Oh! And I have the little twinkle lights for decoration in my bag!” Mina bounced off.

The movies, the lights, he’d also pulled out your favorite board games, and Shoto and Hanta would be getting here any minute with your favorite foods. He could see your smile so clearly in his mind, your laugh filling his head was his favorite melody and he couldn’t wait to hear it all night long.

He had a feeling, deep in his bones, that this would be another birthday to remember.

Who breaks up with someone on their birthday?

Katsuki was still trying to process what the actual fuck just happened.

You were early by an hour. They hadn’t even started looking out for you yet and then suddenly you were standing in the doorway.

“Y/N!”

Izuku had been the first to notice you.

“Shit,” Katuski murmured while everyone else hurried to shout SURPRISE!

Your outfit looked as cute as it did when you left a few hours before, even your hair was the same but your make up, the bits that hadn’t run down the apples of your cheeks were smudged around your beautiful eyes.

Mina broke out of her shocked stupor first and ran across the room to you, her arms encircling in a tight hug when your knees gave out and you sobbed against her shoulder.

“He broke up with you?” Eijiro stiffened beside him, surely overhearing what Mina was confirming. Everything else that was exchanged was too hushed for him to hear but you stood back up with Mina’s help, brushing away fresh tears.

“I’m really sorry everyone, thank you for coming out but, I’m not in much of a celebrating mood right now. Dinner next weekend, maybe? I’ll pay. I’m really sorry again.”

Katsuki listened as your friends gave condolences, confirmed dinner, and insisted you didn’t have to pay for a single thing.

Being roommates, Katsuki and Eijiro both got to see certain sides of you that weren’t so often on display. They’d learned to read you better than almost anyone, the only person who maybe could was Mina and he was convinced it had to be a girl thing. That was why all three of them noticed you growing increasingly uncomfortable with the crowd around you, even though they were all your closest friends, it was still too much. Mina was trying to get you out but was failing.

Eijiro reached between Izuku and Hanta and found your hand, giving you a slight pull towards him.

“ALRIGHT! EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE!” Katsuki bellowed and you used everyone’s captured interest in Katsuki to let Eijiro get you out of sight. “AND TAKE SOME FOOD ON YOUR WAY OUT!”

There was a soft knock on your bedroom door. You’d changed into pajamas, pulled a hoodie over top, and washed the little surviving make up from your skin.

“Just me, baby. Can I come in?”

“Yeah.”

Mina poked her pink head into the room. “Can I get ya anything?”

“The last three years of my life back.”

She came into the room while you continued to shred the little momentos of your relationship.

That was the problem with seeing the good in everyone; you were often blind to all the shitty things they could be doing right in front of you.

“He said I was too busy, I wasn’t giving him enough time so… he found someone who could. He said he was gonna wait to tell me but his new girlfriend didn’t want to wait anymore.” All Mina did was blink at you. Had she even heard what you said? “M-Mina?”

“Sorry, sweetie. Did I hear you right? You were too busy, he broke up with you because you didn’t give him enough attention?” You nodded. “You’re a Pro Hero! You’re in the Top Fifteen!”

“Right and apparently I cannot have a relationship and maintain that level of work. Not without my partner feeling neglected.”

“Neglected? You wanna talk about neglect. Ma’am, do you recall a few months ago when you told me he was three thrusts in and busted then walked his happy ass off like he won a goddamn medal? Because that, that is neglect. I got you off better when we were 17 and I didn’t know shit back then.”

You were able to crack a smile at that and Mina’s thumb brushed your cheek, “There’s our girl.” Mina pressed her lips against yours, as soft as they ever were, “There are better people out there for you, I promise.”

“I just wanna be able to give them what they deserve.”

She pulled you into her lap. “Stop worrying about what other people deserve and start worrying about what you deserve,” You let her tip your head, her mouth moving against yours, “Because you deserve the whole damn world.” Her kiss was such a familiar sensation, easy to get lost in even if you hadn’t done anything with each other in almost four years.

Mina made it so easy for you. You didn’t have to think. She was a beautiful distraction that you would never take for granted. She was too much of a free spirit to ever be tied down but she was also more than happy to make time for you whenever you needed her.

But, you swore that girl knew you better than you knew yourself sometimes. She ended up being the one to call off your casual flings because you wanted something more than she was able to give. Someone constant in your life and while she’d always be there as a friend, she couldn’t give more than that.

You felt her scarred hands on your cheeks as she pulled back. “I can pick this up later, but, the boys wanna know you’re alright too. And you can’t deny you could use some Ei cuddles and KitKat level sass.”

She had a point. “Fine but, I don’t wanna tell them what happened. I don’t wanna cry again.”

“I’ll them ‘em!” She kissed your nose and scooted you off her, “You just go on out there and I’ll be out in a sec.”

You gave her a suspicious look but she waved you out your own door anyways.

The glow from your living room was oddly soft and rounding the corner, you saw why.

Hanging across one wall was a large white blanket surrounded by an army of little white and yellow twinkle lights. Candles flickered all around making every shadow in the room come to life. The sofa pieces had all been pushed together, effectively forming a large bed in the middle of the room.

Eijiro was to you in seconds. He’d changed out of his jeans and tight-fitted shirt and was now in sweats and a workout tank, holding you so tightly you felt a tiny pop along your spine. “‘M really sorry this happened. If ya wanna talk or anything…”

“I don’t,” You squeezed his torso back, “But, Mina said she’d fill you in for me.”

“Oi! Let her fuckin’ breathe!” You shifted your head, cheek now pressed to Eijiro’s chest and you could see Katsuki standing in the kitchen. It seemed the boys had the same idea since Katsuki had also found his way into more comfortable clothes. “And you, come get something to eat.”

“I’m not really hungry…”

“And I don’t really care. Ya still gotta eat! So come make a plate or I’m makin’ one for ya.”

All your favorite foods were lined up on the counter. Appetizers from one restaurant and main courses from a few others. Your heart ached, this was something you were supposed to enjoy with everyone.

“Get that look off your face.” Katsuki brought a plate in front of you, “If you don’t eat, you don’t get cake.”

“You made cake?”

“Of course I made cake! It’s your fucking birthday! Ya know, you usually get someone stuff they like on their birthday: gifts, food, cake… not fucking end a relationship like a fuckin’ douche.”

“Katsuki!” Eijiro chided from the sofa.

“What! You gonna tell me he’s not!”

“He is but you could be nicer about it.”

“Why would I do that? Plus, she smiles when I call him a douche, see?” You roughly grabbed your shoulders making you spill a spoon full of rice, “They were a fucking douche bag who did not deserve someone as amazing as you. You’re too good a person to be with a piece of dog shit like them.” A smile crept onto your face. “See, Ei, told ya so.”

With a few different food options, you took to the sofa, sitting between Eijiro’s legs while he absentmindedly rubbed your shoulders.

“I was wondering where this went.” He tugged the sleeve of your hoodie, his hoodie. It was coming up on a decade old, from his very first merchandise line. His signature Riot Red was dulled with age and the R inside the gear on the back was cracked and faded. You borrowed it so often in high school and the years that followed, always too big on you making you feel nice and cozy inside.

“Found it in my wash. I never see you wear it anymore, I don’t think you can.”

He chuckled, “Yeah, don’t even know if I could get my arms in without ripping it up.” He’d grown nearly ten inches taller since you’d first met him in high school and bulked up making him practically an immovable force with long red hair.

“So, I can keep it?”

“‘Course you can. It’s always looked better on you anyway.”

With the kitchen mostly clean, Katsuki claimed his usual corner spot, shoving a pillow behind his back, “Still see food on your plate. Stop distracting her.” He dug his heel into Eijiro’s side. “Finish up.”

“Yes, dad.”

He cocked a slender blonde brow but didn’t say another word.

Just as you finished your meal Mina came sliding out of your bedroom, slipping across the floor in her socks that perfectly matched the adorable pajamas she sported. She too had abandoned her makeup and pulled her hair up into two little buns atop her head.

“I now declare this birthday bash has been transformed into a pajama party!”

She gave a little twirl with her arms splayed wide.

“If this was really a pajama party I’d be in my boxers and not damn sweats.”

Mina stopped her spinning and narrowed her eyes at Katsuki. “Wanna lose the clothes, KitKat? I’m not stopping you.”

“I literally see you making coffee in your boxers like every morning.” You added.

“Yeah and locker rooms, man. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

There was a muttered, fuck it, and he stood, dropping his pants to the floor.

No one verbally made a noise, not a single sound, and you knew damn well your eyes weren’t the only ones lingering on Katsuki. You’ve lived with him well over five years now, the look of him shouldn’t come as a shock to you or anything but he was still such a good-looking man. And he knew it.

Not quite as tall as Eijiro had grown but he still exceeded the six-foot mark in your final year of high school. He’d filled out nicely, cords of muscle that made many stop and gawk. Hair styled with an undercut now but, other than that, not much had changed.

He smirked down at you, his hand outstretched, “What?”

“I said, gimme your plate. What? Too busy staring, princess?”

Your silence was enough of an answer and it only made Katsuki all the more smug. “Shitty hair, come help me with cake.”

“Have you, ya know, done anything with either of them?” Mina asked when it was just the two of you curled up together on the sofa, her head in your lap.

“Of course not!” You looked towards the kitchen making sure both guys were preoccupied. “I’ve been in a relationship, gods, do you know how many times they thought I’d done something with them?”

Your ex had brought it up so often, how weird it was you chose to live with two guys. But to you, it had made perfect sense!

You and Eijiro had forged a friendship just days after being in the same class and together, somehow, you both managed to win over Katsuki by the end of your first year too. So, when your final year ended and it came time to move into the real world it made sense to face it with them.

Having Mina around too would have been fantastic but the agency she signed with was so far away, living together just wasn’t possible.

“Well, you’re not in a relationship now, babe. And let’s face it, our whole class had a crush on you but, those two, it’s always been more than a crush.”

“There is no way-“

“And you’re eyein’ Kat like he’s a piece of meat! Not that I blame you. That man is-”

“Stop talking!”

“And always cozying up to Eiji… Those big, strong arms, imagine what he could-”

“Mina!” You hissed and shoved a pillow over her face.

You hated thinking about these things and you thought about it far more often than you should have. You hadn’t done anything because the thought of picking one over the other made this crushing weight settle in your chest.

“Why are you trying to smother the raccoon?” Katuski asked, with a plate of cake in each of his hands.

You said the first thing that came to mind, “She was trying to tell me the end of a series I haven’t finished.” And, thankfully, Katsuki didn’t care to know more.

Instead, he handed you over a slice with a single unlit candle. “Don’t eat it yet.” Eijiro was quick to follow with two additional slices, passing one over into Mina’s eager hands while Katsuki set up your favorite movie.

With friends gathered around, Katsuki held his palm over the candle. “It’s not a celebration but it’s still your birthday so you should make a wish regardless.”

“And we’ll still sing to ya if ya want!” Eijiro beamed, “Well, Mina and I will.”

Katsuki set off the smallest of pops and the wick caught flame. “’S okay, guys. A wish is plenty.”

You thought for a moment and the only thing floating around your mind was how while things might not be exactly how you want them, they weren’t horrible either. You had a great job, even better friends, a comfortable home with people who cared about you. Just let it be a good one, you thought, puckered your lips, and blew out a steady stream of air extinguishing the flame.

Eijiro plucked the candle before wax met icing, holding it up for you to lick off the icing, and then kissed your cheek, “Happy Birthday, cutie pie.”

Mina claimed your other cheek, “Yeah! Happy Birthday, babe!”

Katsuki was quick, the tip of his finger was coated with icing and he plopped it right on the tip of your nose. “Happy Birthday, Princess.” Kissing it off before you could protest.

He waited while you took a bite, watched as you chewed, swallowed and his eyes followed your tongue when it darted out to get a bit of icing.

“Well?” He prodded when you didn’t say anything.

It was delicious, Kat’s food was some of the best you’d ever tasted and your birthday cake was no exception. He’d outdone himself. But, there was something fun about making the cocky Pro Hero squirm.

An exaggerated moan left Mina, “KitKat, please, quit being a Pro and just open a bakery already. You’re so good.”

“Seriously Katsuki, this is great, man. The icing is perfect.”

“Well?” He asked you again.

“They already said how great it is!”

“But, it’s not their damn birthday cake, is it!”

Eijiro chuckled, “You’re gonna make him pop a blood vessel, just tell him how much you like it so he’ll calm down.”

The vein on his neck did look damn close to rupturing. You took another bite, savoring each of the flavors he’d blended together, loving the way they complimented each other on your tongue. Just before he nearly snapped his plate in half you let him off the hook, “It’s your best one to date, Kat. I love it. Thank you.”

He finally sat back on his haunches, releasing a breath in a puff, “Obviously. I only get better.” He took a large bite. “You’re welcome.”

Eijiro had opened his arms for you before his cake was even finished and you curled right up against him. Katsuki was back in his corner but his legs had managed to cross over Eijiro’s and Mina, well, Mina was like a damn cat.

Liquid and she somehow fit herself across the three of you. Her legs stretched over you and Eijiro both and, to everyone’s amazement, Katsuki had allowed her to lean into his side.

You were able to watch the movie with your arms wound around Eijiro. While Mina trailed lazy fingers along your calf, Eijiro's hands, which he could never keep still, started rubbing your back again. Only stopping when something exciting happened and commanded all of his focus.

The only other time he paused was when you fidgeted, rolling on your side to get your phone.

You should have just put it away but you saw his name and curiosity got the better of you but, damn, you wish it hadn’t.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, cutie pie?” But EIjiro could easily see your phone screen with how you were laying on him, “Oh. Oh, baby, why are ya looking at that?”

“I forgot I still get all his social media updates. Guess this is the new girl and it’s really official now.” You stared at the picture of the man you spent three whole years with, smiling wide and lifting some adorable woman up in his arms, “She’s really pretty.”

Eijiro brought his index finger under your chin and you looked up at him. “Maybe she is, but, she sure as hell isn’t prettier than you.”

Mina crawled her way over leaving Kat alone on the opposite end. She took your phone and used two fingers to expand the screen.

“Shitty hair’s right.”

“Kat, you didn’t even see the photo-“

“I don’t need to. She’s not you.”

“They’re right babe,” She let your phone fall to the floor and hugged you tight, “She could be the prettiest girl in the whole world but no one has a soul like you do. You’re one of a kind.”

She nuzzled into your neck, her lips pressing into your skin leaving kiss after kiss behind. “Do you need reminding of just how unique and wonderful you are?”

Eijiro shifted behind you. “I bet Eiji will be happy to show you how amazing you are, won’t you, big guy.”

“Will ya let me, cutie? I wanna show you just how much you mean to me.”

“Y-you do?”

His breath felt like flames licking the skin just below your ear. “More than anything.”

Before you could answer Eijiro’s arousing offer you felt Katuski come up in front of you again. Unlike when Eijiro had tilted your head, Katsuki grabbed your jaw tightly and held you steady under his striking gaze.

“It’s you. You keep us all going. Push us forward. Pick us up when we’re down. It’s you. You’ve changed all our damn lives so let us show you what that means to us.”

“All of you? Together? You’re all good with that?”

Eijiro murmured his confirmation and Mina moaned her’s into your neck.

“That alright with you, Princess?”

Your pulse was pounding in your ears you could hardly hear what Katsuki had said. The idea of it, the three people you were closest to, your best friends.

“Mina,” Eijiro sat up straighter and pulled Mina back, “It’s a lot for her. Let her think straight.” His knuckles brushed your forearm, “Hey. The offer is out there. Take the time you need. Wanna go back to the movie?”

“Do… Do I wanna go back to the movie!” You spun around to face him, nose just barely brushing his, “Ei! Are you serious right now!”

The movie was quite possibly the very last thing on your mind.

You had two fist fulls of Eijiro’s shirt and stared into his wide eyes until they blinked and softened. “Then whaddya wanna do?”

Your mouth came down onto his in a hurry and you could just barely hear Mina’s giggle of excitement. You yanked the front of his shirt, urgently moving your lips against his. In response, the redhead’s hands found their way under your thighs and pulled you to him until he had you straddled over his lap.

His lips curled up in a grin and then his tongue was sliding its way into your mouth. One of his hands carefully tilted your head while the other had a tight grip on your thigh, squeezing, inching slowly upward.

Another pair of lips settled into the crook of your neck, sucking as unfamiliar hands wrapped around your waist, and Eijiro let the most beautiful moan spill over into your mouth. When teeth so sharp gently tugged on your lower lip you couldn’t stop your own little whimper.

“She likes it, Eiji, do it again.”

And again his teeth sank in.

“Ei…”

A laugh, unlike any you heard from him before, broke your kiss. “You better be careful how you say my name, cutie,” His teeth nipped at your puffy lip, “‘M not gonna wanna share if you keep moaning it like that.”

“Oh, you’re sharin’, shitty hair.” Katsuki’s fingers flexed and pulled you to his hard chest, “I wanna hear you moan my name like that.”

“You gotta work for it then, Kat.”

Effectively sandwiched between the two men, still seated across Eijiro's lap, Katsuki accepted your challenge. Attacking your lips because now he had to point to prove and he set a brutal pace.

Bruising your lips with kisses, his tongue eager to get inside.

So close to you, you could hear Mina’s breathy moans, but Katsuki captivated your attention with long fingers running up your sides until one curiously lingered around your neck. You spoke the words against his lips, “Do it. I trust you.”

His smile wasn’t sarcastic or sinister, for once, it was completely sincere. “Thank you.” And with that, fingers slowly, experimentally tightened around your throat.

Katsuki peppered kisses along your jawline with your head still angled back, applying slightly more pressure every few seconds. His free hand ventured under your hoodie, running his fingertips across your dips and curves, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

When his kisses finally led to your ear, “Nod if you want more,” and you did. “Just gotta tap my hand and I’ll stop. Nod so I know you understand.” Once again, you did, “Gods, you’re a good girl, aren’t you?”

Tighter he pressed his middle finger and thumb. “What? Can’t answer me, Princess?”

You tried but could only manage a strangled inhale. Katsuki sucked a chain of little purple marks into your flesh and you squirmed against him and Eijiro both, so much so that the latter held you in place. Your fingers wrapped around Katsuki’s hand but didn’t tap.

“K-Ka-“ You couldn’t get his name out.

“Gonna say it now? Wanna say my fuckin’ name?”

You nodded again, clinging to him.

“Fucking hell, Katsuki.” Eijiro mused but you couldn’t see him or Mina with how far the blonde had you tipped back and Katsuki didn’t give them an ounce of attention. You were the only one he cared about.

His thumb had wandered higher up your body, teasing the side of your breast and circling your areola. You bit into your lower lip, willing Katsuki to just touch your nipples already. Wishing any of them would touch you!

More pressure on your neck, on your thighs from Eijiro’s hands while he still watched. You released your lip trying to form his name, “Ka-Ka-“

“Almost.” He chided.

“You’re so close!” Encouragement poured from Mina.

And finally, he gave you what you needed. Just a single pass had you inhaling as sharply as you could and as soon as his fingers loosened you gave him his reward; his name, a moan on your lips.

He made sure to press sweet kisses where his fingers had been, holding you close.

“I’m gonna,” You had to catch your breath, “I’m gonna need you guys to stop playing with me now, okay? Please.”

“Oh, baby girl,” Mina cooed and moved around to your side, “Boys are getting you all worked up, huh?” Katsuki pulled you into his lap and Mina settled in Eijiro’s. She worked you over with slow kisses, hands going right for your tits knowing exactly what you liked. “KitKat was being mean, wasn’t he? Didn’t pay these gorgeous girls enough attention?”

She took you in her hands, squeezing your tits and letting them puff out between her fingers, and your head rolled back onto Katsuki’s shoulder.

“Let’s see ‘em.” Katsuki lifted the hoodie up over Mina’s arms to reveal your chest to them but as soon as he made to move it further, move it off of you, Eijiro’s arm caught his wrist.

“No way, man. That hoodie stays on.”

“Why the fuck should it?”

“It’s his. It’s Eiji’s.” You moaned, Mina pinching your nipples at the perfect moment.

“It’s staying on.”

“Ei’s feeling possessive. That’s really cute. Gonna make her cum wearing your hoodie?”

“Damn right, I am.”

“Want that too, birthday girl? Want Eiji to make you cum first?”

“Min, you’re gonna beat him to it if you keep doing this.”

Katsuki dropped his head to your neck again, “Not by her-fucking-self, she’s not!”

As Katsuki assaulted your neck again, using his hands to move you back and forth against his growing cock so easily felt through the thin fabric of his boxers, Eijiro snaked his hand around Mina, lightly against your inner thigh, “Want me to help too?”

“Yes, yes yes…” Mina cut off your pleas with her tongue fighting with yours. Swallowing your cry when Eijiro’s thumb fumbled for a second, trying to find that sweet spot and he knew the second he did.

All the hands, the mouths, the different sensations they graciously provided you, all of it had your head swimming. Not sure what felt best, only knowing that a high was quickly approaching, building low and nearly ready to snap. Not knowing who to cry for, what to say, who to beg. “Please, fuck, please, please I want it.”

“Then cum for us, baby. We all want it.”

“Please, cutie, give it to us.”

“First of many. So c’mon, Princess.”

Too much. Too many pleas. And you tensed letting that tight cord snap.

Eijiro slowed his pace into one much more soothing for you to ride out, Mina kissed each of your breasts, and Katsuki wound his arms around your middle securing you to him until you relaxed in his hold.

“Cutie pie, that was fuckin’ hot! You’re all soaked through.” Eijiro popped his thumb in his mouth, “Kinda got me wanting to taste more of ya.”

“Oh yeah? You wanna clean her up?” Mina grinned.

“Someone should. Damn, went right through my boxers too.”

“Ei can if he wants.”

“Oh, I’d be honored.” Mina crawled off and you awkwardly stretched out your legs.

He kissed your lips, fingers hooking into your waistband, “Let’s get you outta these.” Katsuki helped you lift so Eijiro could pull them over your curvy ass, leggings, and panties all in one go.

Dark red eyes lingered on what had been exposed, your sweet pussy, still dripping, had Eijiro’s mouth-watering.

“Please, ride my tongue, I’ll make you feel so fuckin’ good.”

Riding his tongue? No. No, you couldn’t do that. You’d have to be all on his face for that. “I can’t.”

“Aw, legs too shaky, I can hold you up, no problem at all.”

“N-no, ’s not that.”

You couldn’t look at him when he asked what it was then.

“Talk to us.” Katsuki poked, “You just came for us. Why ya getting shy now?”

“Because her dick of an ex gave her a complex-“

“Mina!”

“Don’t you ‘Mina’ me! He got it in her head that she’s too big to sit on someone’s face, which I told her is fucking stupid!”

Eijiro let out a slow breath through flared nostrils and rested his hands on your waist. “Alright then, let me ask you this and you better answer me honestly, cutie; do you want me or someone else to eat you out like that?”

“Yeah I want you to but-“

“No buts!” You were out of Katsuki’s lap in a fluid motion, in Eijiro’s grasp while he leaned back, setting you on his chest. “Guess you need to be reminded of who I am, the Sturdy Hero, remember now? It’s kinda cute you think you could break anyone, let alone someone like me. You’re gonna get your sexy ass up here and sit. Right now.”

You didn’t want to argue with him, not when he sounded so serious, but still, you had your doubts even as you moved up his body.

“Mmm, that’s a good girl,” He admired you hovering over him, “Lower now, you can do it.” You let yourself slip a little closer. “Think I can’t feel these thighs shaking?” His hands wrapped around your legs and he set you exactly where he wanted you, making you grab onto his hair to keep yourself steady. You could feel the sharp points of his teeth as he marked your legs in between wet kisses. His, “Fuckin’ perfect,” was muffled as he spoke right into your core, flattened tongue licking once, flicking your clit with the tip so your nails dug into his scalp, “Perfect.”

And then the man got to proper work, he got greedy. With your legs pressed around his head, you were sure he couldn’t actually hear the little whines of pitiful instructions were giving him. A breathy, “right there,” followed soon by an, “oh, fuck, do that again,” but Eijiro instead focused on the twitch of your legs or the way your fingers pulled his hair further out of the ponytail he’d had it in.

Mina straddled his torso, hooking her chin over your shoulder. “He’s getting so hard just from doing this to you.” You managed to glance back and saw her slender pink hand palming his still contained erection. Meanwhile, Katsuki had lost the boxers you’d made a mess on, sitting on the back of the sofa, and yes, it was as pretty as you imagined it to be. Pale with a blushing pink tip.

Fitting nicely into the palm of his hand, still not completely hard just yet. “Open up for me, will ya?” You kept your eyes on his smirk, opening wide for him, “You listen so fucking well.”

One hand on the back of your head holding you still, “Nu-uh, Princess, no hands. Keep ‘em on Ei.” You carded fingers through his hair while Katsuki slipped inside, letting your lips engulf him.

He didn’t move for a moment, rather let your tongue explore around his cock, though, he couldn’t help his hips from jerking forward when you discovered the vein that ran along the underside. And a second time when Eijiro suckled your clit making you moan around him.

It wasn’t long before he reached his full length, tip of his cock nudging the back of your throat and he wasn’t even completely in your mouth anymore. He’d grown too large for that.

Eijiro tugged you closer to him when you started bobbing your head, making more of a mess rather than cleaning you up. “Damn, Ei, make her do that again.”

What had you done? You hadn’t even noticed- oh. Eijiro just barely nipped at your clit and you gasped, sucking hard enough on Katsuki that his head knocked against the wall, leaving his hands to guide you back and forth, trying to get you to swallow his cock.

“Eiji, can I go for a ride?” Mina purred.

It took the redhead a second or two to answer, not wanting to stop his pursuit. But, eventually, he lifted you up slightly letting out a frustrated groan that had Katsuki cursing all of you. “Gotta ask the birthday girl.”

A garbled, “Mhm,” was all you could manage with the cock still stuffed in your mouth.

“She said it’s fine.” Katsuki translated.

“Then it’s fine with me. But, ‘m not cumming until she’s around me.”

Katsuki continued fucking your face while Mina bickered, “Don’t think I can get you off? Eijiro, I’m a bit offended.”

“Don’t be.” Katsuki cut her off so Eijiro could get back to you faster, “He’s just stubborn like that when he makes his mind up. He’s got the stamina for it, damn princess. Taken me so fuckin’ good, but, his willpower, it’s is off the charts.”

You could hear the shifting of clothes, felt Eijiro move his body so Mina could tug his shorts off him followed shortly after by a sigh from Mina and a grunt from Eijiro, right up into you. He pulled at you while Mina sank lower onto him.

“Are you speaking from experience, Kat?” She asked the question you already knew the answer to.

Seeing one of them leaving the other’s room far too early in the morning. Somehow they were at least quiet about it, respectful of you being just down the hall.

“Did you actually think you two were the only ones sneaking around?”

While Mina and Katsuki had their own conversation, Eijiro had you tipping closer and closer to your edge again.

He’d taken to gripping your hips and grinding you over his rolling tongue again and again. Holding you still suddenly and then feasting on that little bundle of nerves, that was what was going to do you in. Mixed with the way Katsuki would snap his hips forward until you were choking, gagging on his cock with tears pricking the corners of your eyes. And you certainly couldn’t forget about Mina’s sweet little whimpers as she bounced on Eijiro’s dick behind you.

And then you heard ripping fabric, but who’s?

“Thought you liked her in your hoodie, shitty hair? Why ya ripping it off her?”

The growl he made against your clit, the rumble in-between ministrations, was immaculate. You wanted to cry his name, tell him just how great it felt, but all you could do was moan around Katsuki’s dick and yank hard Eijiro’s hair. Thankfully, he understood.

Sparing his hoodie any more damage, large hands sought out your bare skin, finding home along your hips and making you move above him. Faster than before, unrelenting. “Damn it, ‘m gonna cum. Ei, don’t stop making her do that.”

You gagged feeling the first of many ropes of cum shoot down your throat, waiting for Katsuki to pull free so you could swallow it all.

And when he did, “Please, Eiji, please, please, please…” You pleaded with him even though your throat felt so damn raw.

“Oh, baby girl, I always love the way you beg,” Lewd sounds from the both of you filled the room, “Always, so pretty.” Her fingers crept up the base of your neck and bent you back just so you could see the tip of her head. “Do it again for me, pretty please. You’ll make me cum all over his cock.”

Hanging onto Eijiro’s roots you bucked your hips over him, “Ei, I need it. ‘M so close, ah, so, so close, fuck,” Abandoning all else, he focused all efforts right on your clit letting you use him until your begging became babbling, completely incoherent, and then you tipped right into your second orgasm with Mina tumbling right after you.

Panting and sweaty, chest heaving, Mina lifted herself off Eijiro’s cock with a wince, “Why are you so damn thick, Eiji, I’ll never understand it.”

His chuckle was easily heard now that he’d taken care to lift you off his face and rather let you rest atop his torso. He scooted with you, leaning against the back of the sofa in between Katsuki’s legs. His chin glistened and those his eyes were so very heavy, he still looked like he won hero of the year.

“So, how’s she taste?” Katsuki asked with brows raised.

“Get down here and have a taste.”

“No, no no, guys, I need a second, or several minutes actually.”

You snuggled into Mina, face pressed into her chest, the both of you still trying to calm down completely.

“Take a break, cutie pie, you deserve it. And you,” He looked up at Katsuki, “Get down here and I’ll let you have a taste.”

You caught the hint of a smirk, and then the man took Eijiro’s messy jaw upward, inclining him enough for Katsuki to lean forward into a harsh make out.

“How you doing, baby?” Mina asked, brushing down your hair, “Need anything?” You didn’t answer, just snuggled closer against her plush.

“Eiji… he’s the only one who hasn’t… and he wanted to in me…”

Upon hearing his name, Eijiro broke away from Katsuki’s lips to look at you. “I- um- I’m really sorry I said that, I shouldn’t have assumed we’d, ya know, get there.”

But you shook his head, “No, I wanna with you, both of you, I just need a little bit but then I do wanna take care of you.”

Eijiro’s smile was so soft it made your heart ache. He made his way over to you and you moved from Mina’s soft embrace, you let him draw you into a slow kiss with his hand on the back of your neck. “Take all the time you need.”

“Where are you going?” Katsuki barked when Mina wobbled off the sofa for the kitchen.

“I have an idea,” She sang, “I know just how to relax our girl.”

She opened the refrigerator, round-pink ass poking out while she bent to get whatever she was looking for. When she returned, both men looked utterly confused.

“See, I already know how wonderful Y/N’s tits are but, you two haven’t been able to appreciate them fully. So, we’re gonna take this hoodie off her because you did get to see her cum wearing it, twice,” Eijiro motioned for you to lift your arms and he did the honors, “And now, baby, you’re gonna go get super comfy against those pillows, on your back for me.”

You knew exactly what she had in mind. Lazy afternoons with her latched onto one of your breasts had taught her well. Just gently sucking, sometimes teasing you until you’d undoubtedly get turned on all over again. It was an unexplainable feeling, one your ex found odd and never partook in but both Katsuki and Eijiro looked completely intrigued with this plan.

“Well all thought Katsuki’s icing was so good, I thought we could put it all over something else.”

She twisted open the container and dipped her finger inside. Smearing the dollop across your nipple and then leaning down to lick it off. She swirled her tongue around twice before her lips closed around your peak.

“Minaaa,” You drew out the last letter of her name but by no means did you want her to stop.

She stayed attacked, lightly sucking on you until your eyes drifted shut.

“Holy fuck…” Katsuki muttered under his breath before speaking up, “Lemme do it!”

“Yeah, me too!”

She let your nipple go with a tiny pop, “Of course, but, you’ve gotta be gentle with her. Both of you.”

They nodded their heads quickly and she passed the container over to Katsuki while she cozied up between your legs.

Each of them took a sizable amount of icing on their fingers, taking their time spreading it evenly out. Katsuki had his brows tightly knit in concentration, trying to make it look apparently perfect while Eijiro had one tooth hanging over his low lip as he worked.

Once both were satisfied, they shared a look and then a nod, the two descending on you in the same moment. They copied Mina’s technique flawlessly, licking around your needy buds first and then honing in on it. Your legs tried to close when the two sets of lips came down around you at once.

It was almost too much when they both started to suck. Not hard or tugging, exactly how Mina had instructed them but having both your tits teased at the same time, seeing two pairs of hooded red eyes looking up at you while they settled in.

The moment they saw your eyelids droop and your pretty lips let out that puffy breath of air, neither of them were stopping anytime soon. It was how you put your arms around them, fingers toying with their hair, muttering about how nice they both felt.

And then there was that moment Mina had been waiting for when passive pleasure made you needy for something more. She drew a trail of icing down your body. Starting between your breasts, she kissed and licked every piece off of you. The lower she went, the more you squirmed, each man wrapping an arm around you, sucking at your tits with more enthusiasm.

“Needy, baby, aren’t you?” She purred just below your navel, “What do you want, tell us.”

Mina smirked, watching your eyes dart between the guys. “Want them both?” You nodded, “At once?”

“Mmhm.”

“You’re so ambitious, baby! I love it!” Her fingers slipped inside your heat quicker than you’d expected her to go. “I gotta get you ready. Both these guys are a challenge on their own and you want them both at the same time?”

Four of her fingers ended up being fucked inside you while you clung onto EIjiro’s and Katsuki’s shoulders, digging half-moons into their skin.

When Mina deemed you ready, there was a shifting of bodies, Eijiro definitely elbowed Katsuki the ribs and you kneed Mina’s ass cheek. Laughter blended with moans and whines while everyone got situated.

Katsuki laid on his back with you against his chest while Eijiro pulled the both of you closer to him. “Mina?”

“Nope. This is her present. Plus, I already got off.”

All Eijiro could do was chuckle at the wink she threw his way and for the first time, under the little twinkling lights they’d strung around the room, you had a chance to properly admire him.

Thicker than Katsuki, nearly as long too, and yet, he looked about ready to blush as you nearly drooled on yourself at the sight of him. “Get it together, Ei.” Katsuki scoffed.

He set himself atop you, dragging his fat head between your lips, a total of three times, and then lined up right at your dripping entrance. “You’re sure you want me first?” You nodded emphatically and his hips cantered forward.

Katuski held your legs back for him, squeezed you tight letting Eijiro lean forward, sinking in another inch in the process, dropping kiss after kiss across your brow. “Doin’ so good for us. Gods, you are so fuckin’ tight. Kat’s not gonna be able to take it.”

“The fuck did you say!”

The redhead's laugh was thick, eye closed pushing in even more until heavy balls tapped your ass and Eijiro released a held breath. “Tell me when I can move, cutie, okay.”

“Fuck me, Eiji, want it.”

That was all he needed to hear.

His hands took place of Katsuki’s, pressing them down further than you thought possible. His thrusts were slow at first even though you were egging him on and he took the bait quick enough.

Harsh slaps and grunts, Katsuki playing with your all too sensitive nipples, holding onto them and letting Eijiro’s thrusts provide little tugs making you moan for them.

You could feel every ridge he had, the two veins that snaked down either side of him, kissing your walls.

“Whaddya think, wanna try taking Kat too?” He asked you with a sharp-toothed grin.

“Yes, yes, yes…” But you whined terribly feeling him completely leave you to make room for his friend.

“Go first.” He told the blonde, letting him adjust and line himself up.

“Shit, shit, Princess how the fuck are you still this tight! Did that douche never pay you any fuckin’ attention?”

“She told me it’s been six months…” Mina chimed in, softly running a finger down your side. “Our pretty baby had to take care of herself for six whole months.”

“He had someone else.” You cried when Katsuki pushed you further down onto him.

“Don’t know why he’d want anyone else when you’ve got this perfect cunt.”

“She doesn’t need him anymore anyway.” Eijiro crowded over you, “Right, pretty girl?”

Katsuki jerked his hips up into you, “You need fucked, we’ve got you taken care of.”

Eijiro grabbed your chin and made sure you were listening, “You need anything, we’ve got you taken care of. Understand?”

It was strangled thanks to that upward tilt Katsuki’s dick had hitting you just right but you still managed a, “Yes, sir.”

“Great. Now that that’s settled, get the fuck in here, shitty hair, before I bust. She feels too damn good.”

But Eijiro wasn’t listening to Katsuki even though his cock pulsed. No, he was looking at you with a predatory gaze. Red hair framing his face like a mane. “Say that again, cutie.”

“Y-yes?”

“All of it.”

“Yes, sir?”

Oh, oh he liked it, but, he didn’t dwell on it any longer, simply saying, “We need to have a talk about nicknames later,” while he pressed his way inside you alongside Katsuki.

“Wa-wait, Eiji, I think I think it’s too much.”

“Take it slower, I know you’re excited but you’re gonna literally split her if you rush it.” Mina scolded him, holding your hand and making circles on your clit.

“‘M halfway, cutie. I think you can do it.” He knew you could and so he inched forward slower than before making Katsuki bite into your shoulder. “There! Both of us, all the way in. You did amazing!”

“Yes, she did!”

You didn’t know what to do, everything was disorienting as the first time the three of them make you cum. And when the guys moved opposite each other, never leaving you empty for a second, Mina dropped her mouth to your tits again.

Grabby hands reached for skin, for blankets, for whatever they could hold onto.

“Still will us, princess?” You heard the question but you’d be damn if you could even form a word to answer him, you managed to squeeze onto Mina’s hand though, and Eijiro’s shoulder.

“Too much?” Eijiro asked, his hair tickling your cheeks as he rutted into you again and again, but you shook your head, wanting, needing them to keep going. “That’s our girl. Taken us all so damn well.”

“Did you expect anything else from her? She’s always been fuckin’ amazing.”

The praise was too much for you, going right to your core and making you cum for the third time. Squeezing the two of them even closer, hugging so tight they can hardly thrust properly.

“Damn. I’m gonna-“ Katsuki was the second to break, coating your walls thoroughly with his cum and letting his dick slip free. That left Eijiro to fuck it right back inside, the bits that didn’t come out with him, now leaking down your ass and onto Katsuki’s crotch.

“C’mere.” Eijiro planted a foot on the ground and lifted you right up in his arms, hooking the backs of your knees over his forearms driving you up and down on his cock with no real rhythm at all. Arms locked behind his neck, head tossed back completely lost in the feel of it. And when he did cum, he made sure he was embedded as deep as he could go.

“Dang, guys, that was hot as hell.” Mina mused, lazily playing with herself as the two of you panted heavily with each other.

“Shower?” He asked, his forehead against yours. “Mine’s the biggest.”

“Bath?”

“Alright, cutie, whatever you want.”

“I’ll make sure she gets cleaned up if you two wanna shower and clean all this,” gesturing to the whole of the sofa, “up.”

Eijiro pouted as he manipulated your body so your legs were around his waist. “Why do you get the fun part?”

“Because you two know where all your cleaning supplies are. And guys can have bath time whenever you like. I can’t just pop over whenever I want.”

“Yeah ya can.” Katsuki rolled his eyes, using his boxers to try and wipe some of the mess off him so he didn’t drip more on the sofa.

Mina kissed his cheek. “Aw, it’s nice to know you care, KitKat, but, I mean I can’t. Takes me too long to drive and we’re not arguing about how I should move right now. Our girl needs a warm bath with lots of bubbles. Right?”

You nodded, sleepily against Eijiro’s shoulder. And he carried you to your bath.

An hour later, you were squeaky clean and in fresh pajamas wearing one of Katsuki’s hoodies this time. Curled up on the washed sofa, wrapped up in a cozy blanket, tucked in Eijiro’s arms once again with your legs in Mina’s lap.

The movie was picked up where you’d left off but not five minutes had passed and your stomach let out a violent roar in hunger.

Eijiro snickered, “Worked up an appetite, cutie?” Kissing down your cheek.

“Toldja ya didn’t eat enough!” Katsuki complained, kicking the blanket off him, “I’m making your plate this time! And you’re getting more cake!”

Wow, my heart just exploded 😍🥰

Requests open? Bet.

What if Yamaguchi or Hinata(you pick) are trans and no one knows(unless it’s Yamaguchi cuz you know Tsukki knows), and reader is like the big brother of the team(got that laid back personality) so Yamaguchi/Hinata goes to him and is like “hey I got something important to tell you” and tells him that they’re trans but too scared to tell the rest of the team because they think the team won’t except them, readers like “thank you for trusting me” or something like that. Next day reader calls for a meeting and is just casually like “I’m trans.” to show Yamaguchi/Hinata that the team will except them. Tanaka and Noya are like “really bro??” and readers like “yeah man here’s my binder” and Suga and Daichi come over like “YOURE WEARING YOU BINDER DURING PRACTICE???” and readers like “waIT NO ITS A SPORTS BINDER”

idk just thought it was cute

🎆-anon

Trust

Warnings - Mentions of dysphoria, cursing, Female Readers Do Not Interact

Note: *lipbite*

Male Reader

Hinata doesn't get very nervous easily.

He's a huge ball of sunshine, the energy he carries with him comparable to that of Bokuto.

Naturally though, even the most confident of us have to have their low points every now and again.

Hinata actually wasn't so sure why he was here, standing in front of your classroom with shaky hands. True dysphoria was getting kind of bad lately, but the sudden decision to tell one of his teammates was a little much right?

Even so, if he was going to tell anyone, he supposed you were the best option. Seeing as you had no strong opinions about much, you seemed like the easiest to talk to.

Before he could reach up and open the door, it slid open. A girl (very clearly from your class), looked down at Hinata in surprise. Obviously she was wondering what exactly a first year was doing in front of the classroom. "Uh," she laughed awkwardly, "Are you looking for someone?"

Hinata nodded his head so fast she thought he would break something crucial. "Is (l/n) here?" He said it a little louder than intended, but it didn't phase her.

"Oh, yeah he's in there." She steps aside to awkwardly leave his general vicinity and quickly advance down the hallway.

Hinata entered almost instantly after she left, unaware of the few people left in the classroom before darting over to where you were sitting.

It took you a second to notice him standing there. "Oh- Hey little guy," You gave him a lazy smile.

"(L/n) I have something very important to tell you," He spoke in a rushed tone, a bead of sweat dropping from his forehead and his face flushed. You just raised your brows, giving him a nod to continue.

Shoyo stood there, his face scrunched up for a few moments.

"Well, uh, I'm..." He takes a deep breath. "Trans...gender," He got quieter.

You shrug. "Nice. Why'd you tell me first?" You put your notebook in your bag and got up, getting ready to walk to the door. Shoyo followed you, disbelief written all over his face at just how casual you were.

"I dunno, I'm just scared of telling the others," he looks down with a small frown.

"Why?"

"What if they kick me off the team or something?" Hinata nervously fidgeted with his hands.

You pause for a second at the door. "Thanks for telling me little guy," you ruffle his hair. "If you need anything you know where to get a hold of me," you point to your phone with your other hand with a smile.

Hinata nodded, standing still in place as you walked off. That went a lot smoother than he actually expected it to. And a lot faster. He clutched the front of his uniform jacket, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. E for effort though, the shaking didn't really subside. It's so weird how he can still be so nervous even after telling you and getting a good response.

On the bright side though, it felt nice to finally tell someone.

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

Random club meetings really weren't all that common. Of course that's why it was a surprise when you called everyone to the gym for something.

Hinata was nervous, again.

It was just a coincidence right? You surely wouldn't out him to the team. Still, an ominous out of the blue meeting the day after he'd come out to you couldn't be a coincidence.

He was nervous all the way there. He found himself clutching the front of his shirt out of habit, his binder suddenly seeming tighter than normal. You wouldn't. There's no way. You're the most calm understanding guy he knows, you'd never out him!

He was starting to drag his steps out slowly, trying to make it to the gym as late as possible. He knows that his fear is unreasoned, but it's hard to stop being afraid once he has it in his head.

He couldn't stall any longer. The door was foreboding by all means, though he couldn't bring himself to ditch. He needed to know what you were going to do.

"(L/nnn)," Hinata heard and recognized Nishinoya instantly. "Why are we here?"

You looked up startled. "Everyone's here?"

Kageyama pointed at Hinata standing in the door wordlessly.

"Oh. Cool." You stood up from where you were seated on the ground, stretching slightly.

"Seriously though, why are we here again?" Ennoshita cocked his head to the side.

"Just thought I'd tell you something," you casually smiled.

Hinata stopped breathing.

"Well? Get on with it," Tsukishima rolled his eyes, pulling his headphones down to let them rest around his neck.

You scoffed at him. "I'm trans."

Tanaka turned to you with wide eyes. You just nod at him. Shoyo blanked. What? There's no way.

Tsukishima scoffed. "This is what you called us here for?"

"Yep," you hit him on the shoulder gently.

Sugawara laughed. "Well you didn't have to be worried."

"I wasn't," you rolled your eyes with a smile.

"Seriously though?" Noya looked at you quizically.

"Again, yeah." You lifted your shirt. "I'm wearing a binder." It was (colour), cut just above your belly button.

Daichi crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "You're wearing a binder during practice?"

You dropped your shirt looking rather scared. "It's a sports binder! Promise! Ehehe," you awkwardly trailed off under Daichi's gaze.

Hinata smiled at you brightly. Any fear or nervousness that had clouded him was gone.

Truth be told, he found it inspiring. You passed so well. If you could do it, he could do it for sure. He stood, (practically surrounded by flowers), as you nervously explained to Daichi that your binder was safe for practice. Maybe he'll come out to the team too. That's going to take some time though.

The simple narrative is that in the end it's his choice to make, as is yours. When the people around you don't make you feel pressured to do anything or say anything, you know you've found some good ones.

Hinata's not going to let any of you go any time soon.

RZ Michael scenario where y/n is a nurse at Smith's. There's a lockdown & she's trapped in Michael's cell. Pls make it nsfw & hella fluffy. TY

Hell YEAH BABY. I got carried away im so sorry-

Michael

Today, of all days, why did it have to be the day that you traded your later lunch for an early lunch.

You had always managed to get the last lunch schedule; which happened to be close to two o’clock. At this point, you’d absolutely give anything to have the twelve o’clock lunch just once.

And that’s what you did. And hour or do before the the call for the twelve o’clock lunch sounded, you had asked the front nurse if there was an opening for at least one person at that lunch, or at least anyone willing to take her spot just for today in trade for the last lunch.

Flipping through the nurse charts, she picked out one file that was near the bottom.

“Joyce was moved for today down in corridor three for today, and we’ve been looking for someone to take her place for patient checkup today. For Myers. That’ll give you first call lunch.”

She pushed her glasses back up and looked at, awaiting a response.

You moved your head back slowly, a sigh of relief escaping your lips. You’d take it.

She handed you the key and went back to the routine click-clack of her keyboard after handing you the key to Myers cell.

Myers was a famous name around the lunch room and just about everywhere in the sanitarium, really. Most nurses commented on his chilling yet oddly attractive height, while other combatted them with hoe dangerous he was. One recalling how she was there when he snapped a guard’s leg for getting in his face.

Hey, all you had to do was check up on him, take his tray, and do a routine mattress inspection, there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.

His inspection was in a few minutes, so it wouldn’t hurt to do it now so that you could head to the cafeteria early.

Jingling the door keys, you make it to Michael’s cell. Stepping inside, your stomach dropped, only for a moment, however.

That was normal for you. It’s that unexpected pit of fear that you’d get entering anyones cell, but it never lasted that long, knowing that you’d be out of there in a flash anyways and guards were at the end of each hallway.

“Hi Michael. I’m you’re nurse for today, Joyce was moved to another corridor just for today.”

You’re voice was cheery, something that a lot of your other regulars enjoyed and got you patients who respected and acted well. Michael, however, didn’t say anything.

You close the door behind you, setting the keys in your skirt pocket.

“This should only take a few minutes. Now if you could stand up for me and move to the side, that would be great, please?”

Michael, sat at his desk, didn’t move at first, but eventually stood up. He was much taller than you’d expected, he towered over your small form. He moved to the side as you walked over to his desk, taking the tray from breakfast.

You set it on the little shelf under his door window for you to take when you left. There wasn’t too much room to move, considering there was enough for a desk, the bed, him, and maybe a nurse. his walls were covered with what looked like paper-mâché masks. He himself had an orange one on. Either way, the masks took a little more space from the room to walk.

You smiled up at him, tilting your head slightly, “I like your mask. Orange is my favorite color.” Once again, there was no answer, but that was common with some patients.

Turning back around, you stand at the foot of his bed, “I’m now going to do a mattress check, then I’ll be out of your way.

Lifting up each corner and running your hands across the sides and tops of the mattress you found nothing, expect a small paintbrush tucked in between the wall and the bed. 

It wasn’t carved for a pointed end or anything like other patients would have, but it was mandatory that you should take it anyways. It could have been “hidden with the intent to harm someone or oneself.” But come on, it was a paintbrush, and Michael seems to actually use it for something else, he probably didn’t know it was there.

You felt eyes narrow in on you, the feeling was overwhelming. Almost scary.

You turned and held it out to Michael.

“I know I should take it, but I doubt you where going to use it. If you were you’d have it on you. Go on, this’ll be our little secret. I’d hate for you to not be able to make anymore masks.” You cheerfully offered

Michael’s hand slowly took the brush out of your hands and held it, remaining eye contact the entire time. 

“Thank you for being cooperative, Michael. Hopefully I can be your nurse again another-”

Your sentence was cut off by a loud ringing that echoed off of the empty halls. It was the lockdown alarm. Normally they tell the nurses when a routine drill is happening but you didn’t get one... which.. meant that there was... an actual emergency 

“Michael, if you could step back into the corner for me that would be amazing,” you said, but much more serious. The smile fading off of your face .

You slowly turned back to the door to open it before the automatic locks kicked in to not raise suspicion, but inside your heart was practically pounding at the door already.

You grabbed the door handle and pulled as hard as you could, expecting it to open for you. You were a nurse of course, you didn’t have to be locked in here.

The door didn’t budge.

It was locked. With you inside.

Stepping back, you bump into something firm. Gulping, you slowly turn to see Michael standing directly behind you.

You’d expect someone in this sort of place to think about how they’d kill you. Maybe he was going to use that brush and plunge it into your eye. But it was quite the contrary. 

Michael appreciated your kindness, you had a likable spunk to you that the rest of the nurses just didn’t have. Maybe because they were dealing with mentally insane people all day, but at least you were a nice light in this place. 

You looked to... innocent. For a place like this, at least. Micheal was still a man, after all. You looked very pleasing to his needs. 

“M...ichael?”

By the look in his eyes you could tell he was thinking of something. You didn’t know what, but it couldn’t be something good.

Michael took a small step forward, making you step back. The another, and another, until the top of your legs touched the edge of his desk.

He had never wanted or desired to do this to a nurse, or anyone since he had gotten here, but you looked so pleasing to him. Delicious isn’t the right word for someone as twisted as him, but he just knew that he wanted you and that he was going to have you. 

The guards would have all been down attending to another situation, so it was only you and Michael in the cell.

He reached down, moving a piece of your hair to the side of your worried face as another hand hiked up your skirt. The hand that had moved the hair was ready to quiet your screams, but instead you only blushed madly, looking to the side in embarrassment. 

Pulling your underwear off, he lifted you up onto the desk with ease to match his height. Tugging at the small belt on his pants, he shoved them off and out of the way.

Your mind raced as you thought of how wrong this was, hoe you should be screaming for help and fighting back, but instead you eagerly scooted to the edge of the table. Closer to him.

The gasp that escaped your lips as his length was pushed into you was a mix of pain and confusion. You had a small feeling he would be big, but not this big. You clenched your legs together in an attempt to get comfortable with him, but he pushed them back open. 

Your mouth was agape. Michael’s hand reach up and grabbed your face, pulling your face to his as another pulled you closer to him. Bringing you forward onto his entire length. The twitched of your eyelids and legs were enough for Michael to stay hard.

Leaning his forehead against yours, your face still in his hand, he began to thrust himself into you slowly, but picked up the pace the moment he could adjust to your small form.

Your body was limp for a moment, the only way to stay in this position was to wrap your arms around Michael neck, which you did. At this rate, there was no getting used to Michael’s length, but you couldn’t deny that this was better than anything you’ve ever had before.

The wailing of the alarm was loud enough to drown of your own moaning. With each hard thrust came an equally powerful moan. Michael gripped your hips with both hands as you set your back against the wall. There was nothing to hold onto but the desk itself that was leaving scratch marks on the painting brick.

Your legs quivered with need as his cock continued to ravage your insides for what seemed like hours. You had already came but there was no use in attempting to speak. It’s not like your overstimulated body would be capable of producing words.

One of Michael’s hands ripped open your blouse, gripping your breast as he pushed his head onto your neck. Your hand running through his hair as he did so.

He was close, very close. As tight as you were he wondered how he had lasted so long, but it wouldn’t be too much longer. The clapping of his skin against your sped up as he did everything to push himself over. 

You cried out his name as his final thrust buried himself deep inside you, spilling every last drop of his seed. His nails made cuts into your hips and ass while he firm grip left purple bruises.

As he pulled out you went limp against the wall, attempting to think about what to do next. The alarm had gone off about 30 seconds ago and the guards would be doing their rounds to make sure nobody else was causing trouble.

You stumbled off of the desk, pulling up your panties and up your skirt. Your legs were still shaking, you doubted you’d be able to walk in the heels you came in with.

Michael had already pulled up his pants and stood in front of the door so that nobody would see you as you bashfully buttoned up your blouse. Your hands were pretty shaky too, struggling to get the buttons in the correct slot. Michael bent down and buttoned the last three for you.

You head heavy footsteps approaching the end of the hallway as a guard could be heard lock checking each door. Panic spread throughout your body at you fixed your hair and wiped the tears off of your cheeks. Even attempting to control your shaking.

Michael brushed the hair out of your face once again and fixed himself, standing behind you as the guard looked through Michael’s cell window.

“What the- where you in here this whole time?”

You nodded. Michael’s hidden hand rested inside the top of your pants, making you blush madly once again.

“Did he touch you?”

You shook your head, “No, sir.”

I would have both, please!

POV: you’re getting dicked down against the wall by the local british rat king

Brahms Heelshire W/ a S/O Who’s Afraid Of The Dark

A/n - Someone requested this but I’m not entirely sure who!

Also, a lot of the original ones were already in relationship HCs, but a good first half of this is pre-relationship. taking this job would f*cking suck if you’re afraid of the dark. 

About a few months ago I made a post with Billy/Stu, The Lost Boys, Amanda Young, and Michael Myers(should be found through here). I still have not included anyone else from my list, but if asked by any of y’all I’d be very glad to make them. :)

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Hope you’re well! Can I request the slashers reacting to their s/o offering them a kiss and then pulling out a Hershey chocolate?

I'm actually doing great, thank you. and of course! this is so soft thank you for requesting!

slashers reactions to: their s/o offering a kiss, then pulling out a chocolate

Asa Emory / The Collector

visibly pleased. a kiss for him? he’ll even lean down a little for you if you can’t reach.

?????

asa is offended. how dare you trick him like this?!

plucks the chocolate from your hand and basically storms off.

do not expect him to lean down for you again. big grumpy here holds grudges. now you have to start begging to be kissed.

Billy Lenz

yes yes yes yes! very enthusiastic nodding.

his expression immediately drops when you hand him a piece of chocolate.

what the fuck is this?

very inspired by your joke, he pops the chocolate in his mouth and grabs you with both of his hands. things will get sticky very soon.

billy wants a real kiss! now hold still while he “romantically” shoves his tongue the chocolate in your mouth.

Bo Sinclair

very pleased with himself. that’s right, ask his permission first. gives his lips a little tap before leaning towards you. “alright, lay it on me.”

he… just stares at the chocolate in his hand at first before shaking his head, defeated. he’ll keep it in his pocket for now.

“think you’re funny, aren’t ya?”

would immediately grab you and trap you against the nearest surface.

impromptu makeout session time.

Brahms Heelshire

“yes, please.” brahms is always ready for a kiss.

except this kind. he’ll also stare at it in utter disbelief.

is this what betrayal feels like? BABY IS UPSET.

you better believe he’ll have a meltdown if you don’t give him a proper kiss. lying is bad! if you actually do comply, he’ll ask for another.

and another, because you lied to him. another one, because you hurt his feelings. and one more because you love him -

Bubba Sawyer

yay kisses for bubby!!! immediately leans towards you and puckers his lips. right here, please.

...oh, what’s this? for him? of course he’ll eat it! basically swallows the entire thing before returning to his previous position, lips puckered and all.

okay, now he’s ready. kiss please!

huh? it’s a joke? .....oh.

well, can he still get a kiss anyway? a real one?

Jason Voorhees

...o-oh yes, of course, please. makes sure to bend down so you can reach him if you happen to be shorter.

!!!!!! OH FRICK IS THAT WHAT YOU MEANT??? OH NO! HE’S SO EMBARRASSED!!!

takes the chocolate and tries to play it cool.

basically speedwalks away if you don’t stop him and explain the joke.

kiss him anyways. please. he’s dying of embarrassment.

Jesse Cromeans / Chromeskull

also very pleased with himself. might even remove his mask for you if he’s feeling playful.

most on board with the joke and actually laughs.

“keep it, I’ll get my own,” he’ll sign.

and where do you think you’re going? when he says he’ll get his own, he’s getting his own.

holds you by the neck and keeps you in place to steal some of his well-deserved kisses.

Michael Myers

blank stare. no, keep it to yourself.

more interested in the actual chocolate. in that case, hand it over. doesn’t care about the joke at all.

eats it immediately then leave a hand out without a word. more.

what do you mean you don’t have any more? he wants more. give.

grabby hands time. he’s not going to believe you until he’s given you a thorough searching.

Thomas Hewitt

don’t look too closely, you might see him blushing. another one who would bend down for you if you’re shorter.

!!!! oh, uh..... is this what you meant?

very flustered and just keeps it in his apron. awkwardly clears his throat afterwards.

ah, it was a joke? haha, yes, he knew it all along. tommy’s just playing.

please kiss him anyways.

Vincent Sinclair

good thing he has his mask on because this man is BLUSHING.

sits down and just stares at you in anticipation.

oh...... he’s a little disappointed but he’ll try his best to hide it.

haha yeah, funny joke ..... got him pretty good....

proceeds to zone out as he stares at the lone chocolate in his hand.

Me? Projecting my desire to be hated? And also the wish someone would hold me lovingly? Maybe