I ate this the fuck up!!! R A W next question!!!!!
Summary: You two had been bestfriends forever. But when did the lines blur? You had no idea but some shots and weed may help you find the answer. ۶ৎ Bakugo x black fem reader ۶ৎ
Content: very much nsfw so minors don’t interact. We’ve got; underage alcohol, drug use (weed), drinking games, oral (male and female)— more that I can’t remember
Word count — 3k
Nobody knew how deep your relationship with Bakugo was-- actually, Midoryia did, but the greenete never disclosed too much information to the others because-- well he was scared of the angry blonde.
Everyone who met the two believed they were in a relationship, they were touchy, too touchy to have a platonic relationship but whenever they were asked it was always the same;
"Katsuki? No, it's not like that, he's my best friend."
"Hah! The fuck you ask me!?"
Even their friends had stopped wondering what's going on with the two, even though the girls grilled her, the answer was always the same, even when Bakugo gave her that necklace three years ago for her birthday.
"OhmyGod 'Sukiiii I love it!"
You were jumping up and down when you took the box out of its wrapping, a gold k hanging off a gold chain was staring back at you.
"You gonna stop screeching so I can put the damn thing on ya?"
You wore it all the time, Bakugo didn't know what it was, but every time he saw the sparkle against your brown skin it sparked an unknown feeling in his stomach which he always brushed off.
The blonde kissed his teeth when he noticed you hadn't come down for breakfast yet, you never listened about setting your alarms and even now in your third year, you still woke up 20 minutes before class.
Bakugo mumbled all the way up to your room, the pounding on the door was only momentarily until it was slammed open. You groaned pulling the blanket further up your body, ignoring the boy who ripped your curtains open.
"You always fucking do this, I'm tired of draggin' your ass outta bed every day!"
"Then stop fucking doing it..."
Bakugo dragged the duvet covers off you causing you to fire your quirk at him but he was used to it, he knew every one of your games so before you knew it the blonde and shoved you into your private bathroom while he sorted through your uniform.
You and Bakugo had known each other since diaper days, so you two, plus Izuku grew up together. You and Katsuki were always closer, you were the only one he listened to give or take when you threatened to stop being friends with him when he started bullying Midoriya but you always found your way back to him.
You had rushed out, freshly showered with your towel wrapped around you, as you took your clothes from the blonde. The door to your bathroom was left ajar.
You often slept in his bed in nothing but his skull T-shirt. He picked out a few of your outfits, and he's seen you in a towel more times than you can count.
"So we going to the party tonight?"
"You wanna go, mama?"
He heard the telltale sound of the spritz of your body spray, "That's not what I asked?"
"Can you hurry up, we have like 5 minutes till class-- I'll leave you here." He once again evaded your question.
He watched as you exited the bathroom, your hair in light brown braids, pulled into a bun on top of your head. The scent of vanilla and coco butter wafting into his nose, your socks pulled over your knees, your shirt tucked into your very short skirt and your tie missing but his initial was sitting nicely on your neck.
"No, you wouldn't and seeing as you didn't answer my question-- we're going to the party."
You giggled as you and Mina swayed your hips to the beat of the music, your eyes were droopy, your body hot from the three shots you had taken on arrival into 3-B's common room.
You and the Bakusquad had arrived at the party a little under two hours ago, and you, Mina, and Jiro were already frassed, the latter sitting on her boyfriend's lap. Bakugo tsk'd as he watched you from his spot on the couch, he was man-spread, a red solo cup in his hand as he passed the blunt around the circle.
"So when are you going to give this game up and just officially come out as a couple?"
He rolled his neck in irritation, tired of hearing the same thing from the redhead, who was watching his pink-skinned girlfriend dance with you. Bakugo took a swing of his drink not answering his friend.
"Someone may swoop her up 'unno?"
The boy tsked "Yeah if they wanna die."
Kirishima chuckled as he watched someone approach the two girls in the crowd. "Well looks like Monoma chose a perfect day to die."
Bakugo's head snapped back to you but this time it wasn't just you and Mina.
That damned copycat.
You were giggling at whatever Monoma was spitting at you, to be honest, you knew he was hitting on you. Mina had helped pick your outfit, your ass sat nicely in the dark denim shorts that paired nicely with the low cut black cropped graphic tee that showed enough of your stomach to get a glimpse of your belly piercing and enough of your chest to get a peek at your cleavage. You weren't a fan of makeup but you always had eyelashes on and some form of gloss on your lips and the chocolate lip gloss you chose today paired perfectly with your skin.
You remembered the way Katsuki's brows raised as you and Mina came down to the common room. He didn't think anyone noticed, but his eyes lingered on your stomach and thighs a little too long before his hands found your waist and walked you to the cab the guys had called.
Your mind was pulled back when the blonde in front of you ran his finger down your cheek, you didn't have enough time to smack his hand away before Katsuki harshly shoved the other blonde. His hand made its way around your waist, his fingers resting on your exposed flesh, sending a shiver right through you.
"Can I help you?"
Everyone knew the unspoken deal, every guy that had tried to hit on you in the past ran for the hills because of your guard dog but Monoma never got the hint, he was either too thick or didn't care about his life, but the blonde hit on you too many times for Bakugo's liking.
"What's it to you, Bakugo?" You could feel the skin on your waist start to heat up, a sign that things would go sideways but someone shouted about a drinking game. You pulled Katsuki away from the annoying blonde to the circle that was already forming.
You were pulled into Katsuki's lap as soon as he sat down, his hand firmly placed on the inside of your legs, your ass rubbed against his jean glad semi. He was used to this, you sat on his lap daily and slept in his bed almost every night, he was used to you pushing your ass against him but for some reason, he thinks you're doing it on purpose right now.
You watched as your friends around answer questions, take shots and as the game went on it got dirtier. You took two shots to avoid answering questions which the blonde underneath you punched your thigh and mumbled ‘pussy’ underneath his breath.
You wistled along with everyone as Jiro finished giving Kaminari a dirty snog. Mina’s eyes scanned the crowd before her eyes settled on you her fingers fished through the deck of cards before a twinkle lit her eyes up.
"Okay, next, y/n drink or answer?"
"Don't I need to know the question first?" Mina shook her head, she waved the card in her hand, "Nope, joker card so I get to ask you anything."
You pursed your lips thinking over your options before you nodded telling the girl you'll answer, which sent a pit of regret to your stomach because a wicked gleam set in Mina's eyes.
"BJ, backshots, missionary--"
"MINA!"
"-- Monoma, Bakugo or Kiri?"
"W-what, Mina!?" The redhead was equally as concerned as you, Mina rubbed his arm before whispering something in his ear. Whatever it was seemed to calm the sturdy hero down but the blush on his cheek didn't go unnoticed by you or the blonde under you.
You could feel his body tense as soon as the names left your pink friend, your body reacting to the feel of his hand on the inside of your thigh but you willed yourself to not look at him.
Shaking your head you went to take a sip of your drink before Mina shook her head, an evil smile very present on her face.
"Joker card, and you said no drink."
You watched as the group around you began to listen very intently to your answer, Kiri didn't look as bothered anymore and you knew whatever you said about him, the two of you could laugh it off but the two blondes were different stories.
"You know," You and everyone else watched as the blonde for resident 3B stood up as he adjusted his jeans. "We can just act out all three if it makes your answer easier."
You didn't even have time to cuss his nasty ass out before Bakugo grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall. Your eyes were blown wide open as you watched the angry boy start to yell in his face. Kirishima was already on Bakugo but it didn't register what was going on around you, Katsuki always defended you, always fought off boys who were getting too touchy but this felt different.
You don't know if it was the drinks or the weed but your inside was a mess, you knew your panties were as well and it was getting very hard not to do anything about it.
"You wanna try say that fucking shit again!?"
Monoma had a shit-eating grin on his face as he let some mini explosions go off in Bakugo's face, you knew you needed to get him out of there before he blew up the whole of 3B.
And you weren’t talking about Monoma.
You didn't remember dragging him away from the blonde, you certainly didn't remember as he began dragging you upstairs so one of the rooms. But here you were, in someone else’s room watching as he tried to calm his breathing down.
You perched yourself on the edge of the bed and just let him come around.
"Fucking shit, who the fuck does he think he is!?" It was rhetorical and you knew that but something was bugging you.
"Why is it making you so angry? He does this shit all the time." You mumbled, your eyes noticing the way his body tensed to the sound of your voice. His head snapped towards you as he seemed to remember you were there.
"Why wouldn't it make me fucking angry? He's a lowlife scum who needs to stop fucking talking to you like your a fucking piece of meat." He snapped, eyes very much ablaze from his anger.
You bit the corner of your lip, gnawing at your thoughts. You never had a problem speaking your mind to the blonde, so even as you felt the erratic heartbeat against your chest you asked the question that you knew would change everything.
"But why?"
"Because why would I let someone else have you when you're mine!"
…
You could feel your heart in your ears, the tension was already high but now the room was filled. You watched as he approached you, nervously shuffling on the bed but not taking your eyes off him.
"You've been mine forever, but the moment you put my initials around your neck sealed it. You think I would let some other extra have you!?"
He was standing over you now, your neck started to hurt with how far you had to look at him. You noticed his eyes dart down to your chest as you felt your breathing start to become heavier.
You thought it would surprise you, but it didn't. Maybe because a part of you knew he never let anyone get near you and as much as you would like to say it was just him but you knew it was bull.
You remember when Camie tried to flirt with him and you almost pulled her tongue out of her mouth, you remember when the younger girls tried to leave him love notes and you scared them into staying away.
But that's not when you realised your feelings for the blonde. It was that night, the night he was taken from you. The night you felt like a whole was ripped out of your lungs, you remembered how comatose you were until Izuku smacked some sense into you and you and everyone else went to rescue him.
But it didn't stop there. The first two nights he was back, you hadn't left his side. No matter how much he vocalised that he didn't need you or anyone to babysit him, you knew that he loved having you around.
And you knew the minute you were his was when he kissed you for the first time, nothing else compared to that kiss, the way he held you, the way he made love to you for the first time. The two of you never mentioned it again but it changed everything in the base of your friendship and that was something you never regretted.
You felt his hand on the side of your face, snapping you out of your daze, his dark eyes watching you with something that had you clenching your thighs together.
"What you thinkin' about ma?"
"Our first time." You heard him groan, he kneeled down to your height, his hands switching to your thighs. Your breathing became laboured as his face inched closer to you, his nose brushing up against yours.
"You remember it?"
"Course I do 'Suki." His fingers dug into your thighs as he brought you closer to the edge of the bed, his lips still barely brushing against yours.
"You know your mine right?" He whispered, breath hot on your lips, want and need mixed in with his question, you whined slightly-- needing his touch as you placed your hand on top of his.
“Always been yours ‘Suki.” You barely got out his name before he smashed his lips to yours, not soft. Not hesitant. It was deep, hot, and desperate, a collision of everything you had held back for too long. You gasped into his mouth, and he took advantage, his tongue slipping inside to tangle with yours.
Your fingers twisted into his shirt, pulling him closer, needing more. His hands roamed your curves, one sliding up to cradle the back of your neck, keeping you exactly where he wanted you. He kissed you like he was starving and in a sense, he was.
His grip tightened on your hips, fingers digging into your curves like he was staking his claim. Like he was trying to make sure you felt everything he had never been able to say.
You pulled away just enough to catch your breath, your foreheads touching. His fingers brushed along your jaw, thumb grazing your swollen lips, he groaned as you wrapped your lips around his thumb. His eyes darkened, his chuckle filling up the room, his voice dark with command as he stared at you.
"Your knees, now mama."
You didn't waste any time, you were eager to please him, your eyes never leaving his eyes as you made quick work on his jeans. Your core clenched when you heard the groan that admitted from the blonde once you wrapped your fingers around his cock.
You swiped your tongue along the base of his cock, moaning at the taste of him but you whined once you felt his fingers bunch around your braids, lifting your head so your eyes met his blazing red ones.
"Stop teasing, or I'll fuck your throat. Suck. Now."
Your lashes fluttered against your lids before you looked down and took his cock into your mouth.
"Fuuuuck." Your eyes rolled back, the sound of the man above of moaning to your actions. You continued to lap at him, your tongue laid flat as you continued to take more of him and soon you were gaging on him.
You pull back swiftly, letting a trail of spit fall onto his tip as your hands work him with firm, synchronised movements. Your breath is shallow, but you waste no time before taking him back into your throat, your shoulders trembling slightly with each gag and splutter that escapes around his length. Katsuki's hands tightened around your hair, his mind racing with thoughts on how you were never going to leave him, not after this.
As you pull back again, saliva drips down his cock, and your tongue teases the slit at the tip while you glance up at him through heavy lashes. Your lip gloss has all but disappeared, leaving its mark instead at the base of his cock, staining his pubes with a faint brown hue. Yet, you show no hesitation, no shame—smiling wickedly as your tongue presses cruelly into his slit, your hands continuing their relentless, rough strokes along his shaft.
You whined as he pulled you off him, your lashes fluttering against your skin as you looked up at him. God, you look like a fucking treat.
"Don't wanna cum if it's not in your pussy mama."
You shuffled against the bed as he began to pull down your shorts, his lips trailing kisses along your ankles up to your thighs. A shuddered breath left your lips as his mouth got closer to your inner thigh, his fingers trailing along your clothed clit.
"You gonna let me eat?" You moaned at the desperation in his voice, your head quickly nodding but Katsuki took his time with you. His lips kissing the inside of your thighs, his eyes looking up at you.
"Sukiiii. don't tease me."
"I'll do whatever the fuck I want." You gasped as he ripped your panties from your cunt.
He grabs your thighs, spreading them wide with an urgency that makes you gasp. His eyes are wild, hungry, drinking at the sight of your beautiful brown skin like a man starved. The way he looks at you—it's primal, desperate, years of holding back finally snapping like a dam breaking loose.
He dives between your legs without hesitation, his hot tongue immediately finding your clit with fierce determination. Your back arches off the bed as he devours you, his groans vibrating against your sensitive flesh. His strong hands grip your thighs tighter, pulling you closer to his mouth as if he can't get enough of your taste. Each stroke of his tongue is demanding, almost possessive, making your toes curl and drawing breathless moans from your throat.
"Fuck," he pants against you, his voice rough with need. "Been wanting this—wanting you—for so fucking long." His words are barely coherent as he returns to his feast, alternating between sucking your clit and letting his tongue delve deep inside you. Your moans grew as your hands found their way into his ash-blonde hair, gripping tight as he worked you with an intensity that borders on desperation.
His fingers dig into the soft flesh of your thighs, leaving marks that you'll feel tomorrow—proof of how you were his. Every flick of his tongue, every hungry moan against your wet flesh tells the story of countless nights spent dreaming of this moment. Your best friend, always so controlled, now completely undone by the desire for you, eating you out like it's his last meal like he's trying to make up for every second he spent holding back.
“Fu--ck Kats, gonna cum. Please let me cum.” You all but whined as he pushed a finger into your tight cunt. You squealed as he lightly bit on your clit before his eyes met yours.
“Come on then pretty, want you to cum all over my face before you cum all over my cock.” You could barely hear your moans as the sound of your pussy squelching filled the room, now two fingers buried deep inside of you as his mouth enveloped your cunt for the last time.
Your mind went blank as you squirted all over his face, a dark chuckle leaving his lips as he quickly worked you through your orgasm.
“There you go ma, you did so well for me.” He kissed the inside of your thighs before he made quick work of your clothes, your brown nipples were greeted with sloppy kisses, your heart swelled from how tentative he was being. But you weren’t surprised.
The first time you guys had sex, the day you both lost your virginities to each other was out of this world. You remember how he held you, how he’d taken care of you and even though you couldn’t see it then you remembered how he loved you. And this time was no different.
“Wanna feel you Suki, please.”
The blonde groaned against your neck; no doubt he left a hickey as he continued to kiss the same spot. He pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, your leg pulled over his shoulder. With a gentle yet firm motion, he enters you, and a gasp escapes your lips as you feel him fill you completely. The sensation is overwhelming, a perfect blend of pleasure and intimacy. He pauses, allowing you to adjust, his eyes searching yours for any sign of discomfort. When you nod, he begins to move, each thrust deliberate and deep as if trying to etch this moment into your soul.
"Fuuuckkk, how are you still so tight baby?” You moan from the deep, continued thrusts he gave you. Your fingers wrung their way into his hair, tugging at every thrust you received, your moans were loud-- not realising or even caring whether or not your classmates could hear you.
You felt his hand around your throat, your pussy fluttering around his cock causing him to groan in your ear. You felt him squeeze slightly, causing your eyes to fly open to meet his red ones.
"Open."
It was a demand, your mouth opened instantly-- your tongue hanging out. You watched as a string of spit left Katsuki's mouth and dropped into yours. Your eyes rolled back as you swallowed without hesitation, you both moaned at the sight, and Bakugo delivered a hard thrust to you causing your second orgasm to crash over you.
The pace quickens, yet in one fluid movement, he shifts your position. With a rough tug of your hips, he rolls you over onto your hands and knees,
"Ass up mama-- yeah just like that." You moaned as you felt the air thick with anticipation; his demeanour shifted— you hadn't felt him re-enter you, your head turns to look at him but the spank came quick to your ass.
"Don't remember telling you to turn around, face in the sheets. Now."
Whines left your lips as your cunt clenched around nothing from the roughness of his voice. You heard him groan as he palmed your ass, slapping it slightly, you knew he was watching it jiggle so you gave him a show.
You arched your back a little more, wiggling your ass softly but before you could continue you felt him enter you-- hard.
He lines up behind you, his hands gripping your waist tightly as he thrusts in with a belligerent urgency. Every thrust is deep and deliberate, fueled by years of pent-up desire. The sounds of wet skin against skin, the slap of his hip against your body, and your moans mingling in the heated air form a chaotic, raw symphony of lust.
“Say it,” he demands, voice low and commanding as he pounds into you. “Tell me you’re mine—utter it like you mean it.” His tone leaves no room for hesitation, and through gasps and whimpers, you manage, “I’m yours … always.” With each word, he drives deeper, his hunger bordering on desperation, his motions rougher, his grip on you intense and unyielding.
Your nails raked along the sheets beneath you, you gripped the sheets as you felt his hand wrap around your braids-- pulling slightly causing the pain to mix in with the pleasure of his continued thrusts.
"You walked around with my initials around your neck but acted like it meant nothing."
"It did-- meant everything, Sukiii." He growled, his eyes watched as a creamy ring pooled around the base of his cock. His eyes darkened even more, not long later his hand wrapped around your stomach as he pulled you up against his chest, his fingers moved down to your clit-- you squealed, eyes fluttering as he continued his rough thrusts.
"I love you unno," He nipped at your ear, your eyes welled with tears, you didn't know whether it was from the pleasure or the emotions. You turned to face him, your lips meeting his, the kiss was sloppy but that didn't defer from the passion and love you poured into it.
"Love you to Suki, so much." That was it for him, his lips brushed against yours- he murmured for you to cum and that was all it took, you came around him-- hard. Black dots sported your vision, your body gone limp but his arms still held you up as he chased his own orgasm.
He whispered soothing words into your ear as ropes of his cum painted the inside of your walls.
Your body fell to the mattress, your breathing trying to even out as you felt him leave you. You whined from the emptiness but you felt him clean you up as you trailed kisses down your spine.
"I don't have to say it right?"
You giggled, turning over to face him. "No Kat, I know I'm yours-- so you tell those fass ass girls that you have a girlfriend now."
He chuckled at your response, helping you get dressed. Everyone knew him as the angry explosive blonde, but to you he was just Katsuki and Katsuki loved you.
He left kisses along your body, you both knew you had to go back downstairs, whether it was to the party or not but you needed to go back to your dorms.
Your eyes blinked up at him, confusion swimming in your thoughts, "Wait. Who's room did we fuck in?"
You didn't have long to ponder, the door opened causing your eyes to blow wide but the smirk on Katsuki's face got bigger.
"Guess what copy cat, we just acted out all three."
Hey guys, this is my very first fic!!
Hope you guys loved, I'm deffo going to write more with Bakugo and other characters and if you have any requests don't hesitate to hit your girl up.
I do take criticism but please like, reblog and comment xx
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angry rn so writing nasty eren car sex.
the wet, sloppy sounds of your pussy being pounded into by eren’s thick cock rang against your ears, your body falling limp, like a doll.
his rough pants huffed moist air next to your ear, where eren kissed the soft skin beneath. the windows were foggy, the air of the car warm and heavy as eren continued to fuck roughly into you.
each thrust of his dick shoved your body backwards, and without the large hand placed on your back, you surely would’ve fallen over.
your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, the sound of each sloppy snap of eren’s dick reverberating against your ear. the series moans and whines escaping your lips were pornographic, although you were too fucked out to even notice.
eren rubbed his nose against your neck, pants leaving his mouth with each snap of his hips.
soon enough, he found himself shooting load after load of sticky, sweet, cum into your pussy, his hands squeezing at the flesh of your hips.
🥹I love this
(nail artist reader)
Barber!Connie who comes in late most of the time because he had to get his girl breakfast before coming to work ignoring his friends tripping
“My nigga you come in here late every damn day, what is the issue.” Ony shouts from the back of the shop. “Oye, métete en tus asuntos, ¿de acuerdo?” Connie yells back setting up his booth, of course while thinking abt what he’s making for his baby when he gets home. “I don’t know what you just said but it’s too early to be playing with you.” Ony sighs coming out the back opening shop
Barber!Connie who answers too many questions about his tattoos on a daily basis. The number 25 being tatted on his neck, surrounded by your favorite flowers gerbera daises. Once he starts talking about them he can’t shut up, rambling to his client not even caring if they’ve gotten tired of hearing abt “y/n’s shop” or “y/n’s designs”
“Connie you got to shut up, not everyone wanna hear about her!” Eren quips from next to him. Connie doesn’t even look his way “you mad cause historia not feeling u? Not my problem bro”
Barber!Connie who makes sure he asks his clients if they have a sister or girlfriend before handing out your business cards and showing your designs to them flexing how good his girlfriend is at her craft
Barber!Connie who dodges every girl who comes in with her brother, doesn’t answer questions about any other tattoo but the one on his neck, and doesn’t give the girl eye contact in the first place
Barber!Connie who gets hungry exactly at 12:30, knowing this you’re there exactly at 12:30 buying him and the rest of his friends lunch (with they own girlfriends money) kissing Connie all over his face before leaving to go back to your own shop
“Eren remind me of what u said earlier?” Connie teases, Eren shakes his head not even offering a response to him.
BONUS
Barber!Connie who teaches you how to cut his hair, and begs you to teach him how to do your nails. He just wants y’all to be that close on that type of level
You cannot tell me this man is not fine
AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON 2021 | on the set of “Bullet Train” with make-up artist Merc Arceneaux
🤌🏾🤌🏾
backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.
your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.
“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”
“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”
he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.
“s-so good…’s too much.”
and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.
“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”
no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.
“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”
and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.
© rumisgf
❥MONDAY — c. springer
seven days a week.
PAIRINGS ✩ — plug!connie x fem!black!reader
WARNINGS ✩ — both are under influence, spitting, usage of 🍃, hair pulling if you squint, fuck idk i suck at warnings just smut at the end leave me alone i can’t deal rn + i’ll come back to edit
CONNIE has been unfocused more than usual. He has high energy usually and is bouncing from task to task but today, he can’t seem to grasp reality.
“Bro is you good?” Onyankopon says in between a laugh. He had been calling Connie’s name for about a minute. Connie looked up from the counter, multiple packs of weed sitting on the counter. Ony was looking back from his spot on the cream colored couch, his dark green tracksuit making him stand out.
“…Yeah” Connie nodded his head at him, continuing to place weed on a scale. “Yeah ight…i’ve been calling your name” Ony walks around to the kitchen island. “Well I didn’t hear you” Connie snaps back at him.
Ony smacks his teeth, bucking at Connie. “Yo sassy ass be around Sasha too much”. Connie shook his head. “You remember that one drop we did at Marco’s yesterday….” Connie suddenly brings up.
Ony looks up, thinking back to the previous day. The party was big, he gave a couple college girls a 3.5 then left by himself. “Yeah…why?” Ony asked in confusion, now wondering if something happened to make him bring it up. Ony and Connie were like brothers, they had committed to this game together. They protected each other all the time.
“Do you remember seeing Sasha with a girl wearing pink beside her?” Connie specifies, thinking back to his first time spotting you.
“Yeah you talking about Y/N?” Connie nods his head, Y/N
“What about her?”
“Nothing, jus asking” Connie lies to Ony. There was something. Connie’s mind had been suffocated by the thought of you. He remembers how you smiled at everyone Sasha introduced you to. He also remembered how you looked up into his eyes, yours red and low.
He told you his name and you told him his– atleast he thought you did. The music was playing so loud he didn’t hear you. But that was the last thing he was worried about, he was focused on the way you were staring him down.
Since he woke up this morning he’s been thinking about the mystery girl who sucked the soul out of him. The mystery girl who’s pussy was the wettest and warmest he’s ever been in.
He cried everytime he came that night, that’s never happened before. He hoped you didn’t notice, not wanting to creep you out. He also wondered if you enjoyed it as much as he did, and if you were thinking about this particular hookup all day as well.
He’s never felt anything like you before. You had to be a crystal bitch or somethingggg like pussy putting spells onna nigga🫃🫃
He just hopes he can meet you again, for a proper introduction.
❥
You sip on your Starbucks Frappuccino, two small Tiffany and Co. bags in your other hand. You were walking down a shopping outlet, deciding to spend your free time shopping. For the past couple of days, you’ve been straight partying. The most recent one was a bit memorable though. You were pretty cross faded and had some of the best sex in your life. You couldn’t exactly remember who it was with though. He was wearing light blue and white, you can accurately remember. Tattoos all over and he smelled amazing. But his name?…..can’t exactly remember that one. You just brushed it off though, maybe he’ll come around again but you weren’t worried.
Your phone started to vibrate in your back pocket. You grabbed it before reading the contact name, ‘Sash🫶🏾🤍’
You pressed the green icon, Sasha’s face appearing on the screen. “You gotta come to this kickback” She says before you can speak.
“Girlll, i’ve been out for days. I think I still have a hangover” You whined, looking up at the Coach sign before walking in. “Well it’s not like an actual kickback. Jean is just throwing a get together,” You sighed, looking down at Sasha as she was munching on some chips. “Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! It’s gonna be like fifty people max” She pleaded, bringing her face super close to the camera.
“Okay fineee,” You groan, sipping the last of your Frappuccino. “What’s the dress code?”
“Mmmm… sexy casual” Sasha nodded her head. “Kk, I’m gonna finish up shopping babe. Send me the addy” You said your goodbyes before hanging up.
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Connie laid back on Jean’s couch manspreading. He had a blunt in one hand, the other resting on the couch. He had no tasks for the rest of the day and decided on stopping by Jean’s, a mutual friend.
His eyes were already red and low, he could start to feel his munchies kick in. He smoked the last of the roach before putting it out. There’s a good amount of people here. Maybe about 30 or 40.
Some people smoking hookah in the corner, some outside just chatting. The vibe was calmer than what the house parties he usually attends are.
“Ay Con!” Connie looks back from his spot on the couch. “Come take a shot!” Eren called him over,holding up a shot glass. Connie wasn’t much of a drinker but did every once in a while. It simply wasn’t for him. Standing up and walking over to the island, he hears a familiar voice speaking from the door.
“Wowwww shots without us?!” Sasha walks over from the door, you trailing behind her. Connie can feel his heartbeat pick up. It’s you. Your now standing infront of him, looking 10x more stunning.
“Y’all remember Y/N” Sasha gestured to you while snatching the bottle from Eren.
“Hey” You flashed a smile that made Connie jr harden just a bit. Your eyes wandered around the room. Not too many people, but enough for you to have to raise your voice a little if you’re trying to have a conversation.
Your eyes stopped on a pair that were only staring right back at you. You could feel your breath hitch. Holy shit no way
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The night has been filled with pure tension. Sexual tension at that. You’ve come to find out that ,mystery boy with a huge dick, name is actually Connie. The entire night he’s had his eyes on you, both of you keeping eye contact. A part of you kept wanting to look back from your spot on the couch. You’d only immediately find his eyes. It was as if you were silently conversing. You both wanted more of eachother, but how do you approach your “one” night stand asking for just another round.
“Imma go get a refill” You say to Jean, passing him the hookah. He nodded before continuing to converse with Sasha.
You walked into the kitchen, holding your red cup in one hand. Much to your surprise, Connie was the only one in the kitchen. He was sitting on the counter, his head down and all his attention focused on the blunt he was currently rolling.
You walk over to where all the bottles were, Connie’s head immediately lifting as he gets a whiff of sweet perfume. You smile to yourself when you feel his stare on you. You pour a little hennessy in your cup before turning around.
Connie’s looking at you with his eyes low and redder than before. You keep eye contact with him as you sip from your cup. Your gloss staining your cup.
Connie watches you closely, focusing on every single detail about you. He’s wondering what makes you so different from any other girl he’s been with.
“Why aren’t you with everyone else?” You decide to speak first, breaking the ice. Connie can feel his dick twitch at the sound of your voice, a slight rasp from the burning of the alcohol.
Your thighs clench together as you watch Connie lick his lips. “Shit…..guess I was waiting for you to come to me.” His voice coming out low and deep.
The tension in the kitchen is so high right now, even Ony who’s sitting on the couch can feel it.
A lazy smile breaks out on your face, Connie’s too as he licks the blunt. His eyes never look away from yours, dragging his tongue across the wood. You can even see his tongue piercing that was deep in your pus-
“Mhmm, well i’m here now so…” You trail off, walking a bit closer to him. You can smell his cologne from where you stand. Your intoxication was making this no better for you, as well as the PartyNextDoor that’s playing in the background.
You watch as Connie lights his blunt. He brings it to his lips before puffing twice, just to make sure it’s lit. He sucks in a breath before blowing the smoke out. He reaches his hands out, holding out the blunt to you.
You hesitate before moving closer, taking it from him. You reach for a napkin to wipe your lipgloss off but Connie only grabs your wrist. “You don’t have too, i’m okay with it”
“Oh…okay” You bring the blunt up to your lips, the smoke immediately making you cough. “God damn, strong ass…” You can’t finish your sentence through a fit of coughs. Connie lightly laughs as he reaches to grab an unopened water bottle on the counter.
You could already feel like you were baked off of just one hit, your eyes looking a little sleepy. “I’m already high what the fuck…” You blinked up at Connie.
“I guess i’m just used to it” He hits it again. “You’re literally smoking the devils lettuce. That shit came straight from hell” You take a gulp of water.
Connie could tell you were a lot less tense. For some reason you trusted him like a lot… even though you’ve never had a full conversation with him.
“I enjoyed last night a lot” You lean against the counter, head tilting. You know that you’re being bold all of a sudden but fuck, this man was too fine.
Behind his faux chill demeanor, Connie was freaking out. He wanted to feel you again. He never wanted you to stop talking and he could look at you for hours.
“Yeah, me too” He’s fighting his anxiety, trying not to seem to excited to be talking to you. He was praying, even crossing his toes that he would be able to get another look at your naked body.
You bit on your lower lip, contemplating on whether or not you should keep making the moves.
“I’m gonna…go to the bathroom” You trail off, not giving Connie another word before walking off with your cup.
Connie almost jumps off the counter, fighting the urge to throw his rolling tray to the side and follow you right to the bathroom. He wanted you to keep talking to him. Connie watched you walk up the stairs, he couldn’t miss this opportunity.
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“Fuck, talk to me mama” Connie breathes into your ear, your hair roughly tangled around his fist. You can feel him in your stomach, punching your cervix over and over.
“Ah-mmph..I can’t” Your hands hold onto the sink, grasping it harder than you can grasp reality.
Connie feels a bit bad that he wishes he didn’t have on a condom right now, wanting to feel you raw.
“Yes you can, you are now —fuck— aren’t ya?” Connie taunts you, his hand reaching down to rub your clit. “I don’t want p-people to hear” Your head rests on Connie’s shoulder.
“Why not? Don’t want anyone to know how much of a slut you are?” Your eyebrows furrow, you were pretty sure you saw tears falling down Connie’s eyes the first time you hooked up. You clenched around him purposely, earning a whine from him.
“Oh i’m a slut?” You lifted your head back up to look at him in the mirror. You used Connie’s vulnerable state to push him off of you, giving him no time to be confused before you drop to your knees.
“What the– fuck” Connie groans out. You watch as this grown man literally slaps his hand over his mouth. Your tongue runs up his cock, licking up all your wetness. You rise up, peeling Connie’s hand off of his mouth. He watched you intently. You squished his cheeks together before spitting your wetness in his mouth.
A part of you feels really really slutty. No man has really made you feel like this. Yeah sure you wanted him but you wanted him to chase after you, not the other way around.
You watch Connie swallow with no hesitation. “You’re cool and all Connie, but I don’t even know you. It’ll take a little more than a blunt.” You watch Connie’s mouth open agape.
He was very very confused. He thought you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you. You let him eat you out before letting him put his dick inside you. Then you suddenly stop him? What the fuck-
“Just letting you know, i’m a bit expensive” You fix your clothes and hair in the mirror.
“Bye Connie” You sweetly say, before exiting the bathroom, leaving Connie with a rock hard erection.
“Fuck i’m too high for this” Connie face palms himself. No way he just let a girl edge him.
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race car driver eren<3!
warnings?; smut obvi, hint of jealousy.
speedracer!eren; who loves driving you around in his all black srt hellcat, has a personal “y/n’s seat” tag in pink glitter on the bottom side of the passenger seat. “baby you didn’t..” you looked back at eren who stood behind you with a huge smirk on his face staring down at you, waiting for your reaction. he was so proud in himself he knew you’d love it. you were hugging him tightly placing soft wet kisses onto his neck. “you like it pretty? got it in pink for ya..” he groaned from under his deep voice as you kissed his chin and adams apple. feeling the vibration of his voice he spoke on your lips as you smirked to look up at him. “mm it’s beautiful my love, i love it.“ you couldn’t help but feel so giddy at erens actions he loved you.. he loved you as much as he did his precious car.
speedracer!eren; who got in trouble with you for driving so fast after his racing match taking you both home, still pumped up on adrenaline. “eren you hit this corner hard so god help me.” you said sternly looking at him, you hated when he drove fast. eren would think your being over dramatic everytime you told him to slow down. to him he doesn’t think he’s going fast.. but i mean obviously is. “mm yeah beautiful.” he’d hum and stare at your pouted glossed lips giving them a long warm peck as he leaned over the arm rest to your seat. “no, im serious ren, ‘hate that shit.” you didn’t react to his kiss and still kept stern. “aight yea baby i heard you..’m sorry y’know i don’t mean to.” he placed another kiss on your pouted lips that you eventually gave into. you hated when he raced also, i mean at a point it was too much and everytime you’d watch and support him from the side line your stomach would bubble and ache. every hard turn he took, the tumbling of the other cars on the side of him from getting hit by another, the anticipation waiting to see your husband cross the finish line and seeing the green flag wave so highly. the relief and squeal you would let out seeing him catch first place.
speedracer!eren; who proposed to you after he won his first game 4 years ago, you’d been dating him before his racing career. supporting him all the way with every decision he made, being by his side in moments of need.. vice versa. you’re his high school sweetheart, you’re his day one. eren loved showing you off, letting everyone know you’re his, will forever be and only. he took you to car shows that everyone expected you to be at, having you in the car of course as he showed out to everyone. driving circles with his driver friends who were right behind him shouting from their cars to the other people in the circle crowd. you deep down had a little hatred for the shows, you hadn’t honestly realized how many women loved your man. screaming his name from the crowd, trying to walk up towards him for a autograph, batting their lashes at him to get his attention at his conferences. eren tried to act like he didn’t notice, he did, but he didn’t notice your attitude towards it.
speedracer!eren; “don’t act like you didn’t notice how close she was trying to get to you, not to mention she SAT her hand on your shoulder while laughing.” you huffed out to eren after the dinner with some friends and employees at the racing center while he was driving home. all he could do was chuckle, that’s all he ever did when you complained. you hated it , it was like eren never took you seriously. after your words you sat quiet in the car as he drove, nothing but the sound of the car revving. “why you bein so quiet?” eren turned his head towards you eyebrows furrowed scanning your every move as you sat there with crossed arms, looking out the window, your signature move. eren didn’t answer you for a reason, he didn’t understand why you were jealous. he never paid attention to anyone else, especially any other woman. why should you feel like someone could ever take your spot? he knew what you were feeling and your feelings were oh so understandable. he just couldn’t have you thinking like that, he sighed and drove the whole way silent. you’d occasionally glance at him gripping the wheel and starring ahead of him not saying a word.
speedracer!eren; who finally got you both home, opening the car door for you and walking behind you silently into your shared home. you sighed and rolled your eyes at his silence and dropped your purse onto the counter walking towards your shared room. you were stopped and taken aback a bit by the force that slightly shoved you into the wall. eren had you put between both him and the cold wall behind you looking down at your eyes. his green orbs piercing into your own, like he was scanning your face all over again for the first time. “r-ren? what’re you doing?!” you said in a confused and honestly irritated tone looking back up at him waiting for a answer. he didn’t reply just tilting his head and raising his eyebrow at the way you spoke to him. he didn’t like when you were mad at him, especially for something he didn’t do. it wasn’t intentional of letting the woman touch and flirt with him. he just ignored it and didn’t care like the usual, his attention was fully forged on you the entire time anyway. “who you talking to like that?” he was searching for a answer out of you. the scowl look on your face and you hurriedly crossing your arms made eren roll his eyes. he knew you were upset about the situation but what could he do? “you! ren! now move please..i need to get in the showe-“ eren scoffed hearing you speak, and grabbed your wrist before turning towards the room. you were so confused of the sudden movements but followed behind.
speedracer!eren; who fucked you all night, having you recite how much you meant to him. “you’re daddies only girl right? nobody could replace you y/n.” he mumbled the last words while looking down at where you two were connected. the white ring forming from the last orgasm you had and his pre cum mixing, he was groaning from the sight and landed a hard smack to your ass to wake you up from your last orgasm. you were face into the pillow and yelped from the contact letting out a accidental moan at the stinging feeling. “stay up f’ me pretty..need you awake baby, wanna hear you repeat it.” eren spoke softly sliding in and out of you effortlessly. hitting your soft spongy spot over and over making a whimper leave your lips with every thrust into you. “mm yeah i’m daddies only g-girl! fuck!” your eyes rolled in the back of your head as you spoke and moaned your words. eren smirked hearing your words and decided to stop finally teasing and get you your last nut. thrusting faster, gripping tighter on your waist slamming you back onto his dick, and fucking into you. eren was a groaning mess and his thrust started to recklessly come on as he was finna nut. “cum with me pretty please baby, just wanna make you feel g-good..fuck.” eren plead out a breathy moan as he tilted his head, thrust sputtering as hot stream’s of cum swarmed your tummy. you came on his dick, gripping onto the sheets below you, eyes shutting tightly as you continued to still throw back on him to finish your nut. eren was gripping your waist tightly, biting his bottom lip and whimpering as he continued to release into your tight cunt. snapping his hips into you more as he drained himself into you. you were gripping him, literally milking his dick. eren sat with a half open mouth as he finished and groaned. setting his forehead on your shoulder from behind you, panting and rubbing up your back with a warm hand. he placed soft kisses onto the crook of your neck and back. “stop thinking you got competition with these bitches y/n, they could never be you baby. let alone breathe the same air as you my love..” eren mumbled into your shoulder as you both came down from your high. you were tired and fucked out but you listened to every word he spoke. you shouldn’t be jealous, eren was wrapped around your finger as you were of him.
Pairing: Rockstar Dabi (Touya) x fem!reader
Genre: Rockstar AU, Smut, Fluff, Romance, Angst
Chapter Count: 8 out of 10 chapters (in progress)
Series Summary: When you receive a VIP ticket to a concert of the most popular rock band, you would’ve never in your life guessed the turn of events it takes, when you attend it. Because rockstar Dabi is unlike anything youve ever looked for in a man. But he finds a liking to you.
Content Warnings: 18+ content, heavy substance abuse, use of force (against inanimate objects), mwntions of domestic abuse, mentions of blood, kissing, biting, cunnilingus, blow job, unprotected sex, sex in public places, creampie, cum eating, overstimulation, open tags because its not finished yet
Thanks to @/temptedbysyn and @/hunajan for being my betas! All credit goes to Kana @/ficsforeren for implanting this brainrot inside of me with her Rockstar Eren.
Falling in Love
Chapter 1 ⇢ Going to a rock concert was never your thing. But you do, on behalf of your roomie and the night takes some interesting turns.
Chapter 2 ⇢ After Dabi takes you back to his hotel room, you’re in for the night of your life. But the morning after is not like you expected.
Chapter 3 ⇢ After your first night with Dabi, you don’t hear back from him for days. When you do, you share a wonderful time together. But is he ready to face his own feelings?
Chapter 4 ⇢ Having witnessed Dabi cheating on you live on television, you ignore him completely. Until you’re invited to a party by Tenko and meet up with him again.
Chapter 5 ⇢ You reconciled with Dabi, joining him on his tour. But are the other band members just as excited about it as Dabi is?
Chapter 6 ⇢ Joining Rockstar Dabi on tour, you both finally have the much-needed time to get to know each other better
Chapter 7 ⇢ Getting ready for your first concert with the LoV, Dabi sure takes your mind off of things. But, what does his bandmate Keigo say to all of that?
Chapter 8 ⇢ the first concert proves to be fun and entertaining, but behind the scenes tension is coming to an explosive peak between Dabi, Keigo and you
Chapter 9 – in progress
Chapter 10 – in progress
More chapters? Could be.
LoV Music, Art and Merch - The Platinum Collection
It’s always toji that makes a difference
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contents: afab and fem reader, daddy kink, degradation and praise, creampie, mating press + reverse cowboy + doggy style, jealously, possessiveness, gross men, oral (male receiving), throat fucking, masturbation, toys, overstim, a little bit of dubcon in the middle, mentions of aftercare, exhibitionism/sex on stream, rough sex, breeding
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your eyes zoned in on the small green blinking of your webcam, the light radiating from your laptop further illuminating your room and casting a soft, ethereal glow on your body.
your boyfriend watches from the doorway as you happily chirp at the screen, a pretty smile set on your face as you begin to greet your fans. his strong arms cross over his chest as he leans on the frame. he could hear each ding from the comments popping up, viewers starting to pile into the stream, hoping to get themselves off to your body, and sending in money to make special requests all the while.
it’s not long before you’re peeling back your frilly nightgown, starting to play with your body as you begin to work yourself up. your delicate fingers pinch at your hardening nipples and grope your soft tits, breathy moans falling from your lips as your eyes closed. comments poured in more rapidly, men donating money in order to encourage you to hurry up and get to fucking yourself already. their cocks hardening painfully in their pants, toji is sure.
it disgusted him.
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LESSONS LEARNED, S. GOJO
sum. when your latest attempt to surpass your academic rival fails, you finally bite the bullet and sign up for a tutoring session. the problem? your rival is the one who gets assigned to be your tutor.
feat. tutor!satoru x fem!reader
cw. smut! mdni. public-ish sexual encounters, academic rivalry. this is a mini-series, each chapter will have more specified content info.
FIRST SESSION: SEXY TUTOR FINGERS UPTIGHT SLUT IN THE LIBRARY
under-the-table fingering, semi-public, hold the moan
FOURTH SESSION: SAME SEXY TUTOR COCKWARMS CLIENT WHILE STUDYING
cockwarming & condescension
FINAL SESSION: SLUT GETS FUCKED HARD AS A REWARD FOR ACING EXAM
pussy-drunk gojo, overstimulation, praise
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Purity y/n is a bop every time
i was high as shit as i wrote this lol.
minors dni obvi 18+ content warnings: mentions of church n god but just a lil bit (erens dad is the pastor lol), SMUTSMUTSMUT, oral (male and female receiving) , penetrative sex, praising, softdom!eren, virginity loss, creampie n squirting, sorta daddy kink? it was said like 3 times idk, barely any plot this is pure filth// word count: 4.7k+
It started off as a normal Sunday. People ushering inside the church to find the best seats, relatives and friends catching up with each other their muffled voices mixing with the organ that played quietly, the kids touching running around in the pews trying to find some form of entertainment until they were brought down to the basement for playtime to not disturb the adults. Everything was normal and on routine. Well everything except you.
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