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Hello! I’m Ari and I’m 1/2 of Aothotties. We’re two black women that like to write about our favorite anime men. This blog is 18+ so that means that if you’re younger than 18 you need to move along please and thank you. Anyways please enjoy the first piece of writing, it’s based off of ‘The Way’ by Kehlani
Warnings: NSFW, Established relationship, Reader is like 24+, a lil bit of overstimulation, Nanami being a bit of a tease.
Word Count: 1K
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You so damn important
Everything you do shows me you know it
To Nanami you’re everything he could ever want and more. He doesn’t know how he got so lucky to have you in his life.
He loves the cute text messages from you reminding him to drink water, his favorite time of the day is when you call him on your way to work.
“It’s going to be a long shift so I’ll try and call you during my lunch break” you tell your boyfriend, making sure you focus on the road at all times.
“I could always come and have lunch with you in the café.” He offers and your heart melts at the thought.
“I’d take you up on that, but my break isn’t going to be until midnight, and that’s if I’m lucky. The hospital is busy around the holidays” you sigh as you pull into the parking lot and pull into your usual spot.
“That sound means you’re at work doesn’t it? I’ll let you go so you can get yourself together, call me if you need anything. I love you.”
You swear you feel your heart flutter each and every time he says those words.
“I love you too! Oh and I stopped by your house and left you some dinner. I made too much food and I know how you like to skip meals when you get busy. I hope you enjoy it, have a good night!” You end the call and get ready for work.
If you didn’t tell him how much he meant to you, you always made sure you showed it somehow.
He say the king where he come from
Take a young queen just to know one
To Nanami, money was never an issue and he always made sure to let you know that. Anything you wanted was yours, without hesitation. You needed help with student loans? Done. Your car needs gas? Already taken care of by the time you’re on your way home in the morning. He almost tried to buy you a car, but you turned him down.
Nanami would buy you the world if you wanted him too, he’s a hard working man who busted his ass for years to get to where he is today. His journey to becoming the CEO of his company was anything but easy, but it’s truly rewarding if it means he gets to spoil the love of his life.
“Those are nice.” you say to yourself as you scroll on your phone, taking a closer look at the ad that caught your attention.
“And that is?” Your boyfriend asked, handing you the wine glass you asked him to pour you after dinner.
“Oh it’s nothing, just these cute scrubs I saw while scrolling online. They’re the jogger kind and come in different colors.” You showed him a photo of the set and he took the phone from your hand and began to type.
“Baby what are you doing?” you lean over to see what he’s doing on your phone and he gently holds you back with one arm
“Just a second, be patient sweet girl” he says, one arm wrapped around your waist and the other hand typing on your phone quickly.
“Here, all done.” He hands you the phone and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead before standing up and walking towards the kitchen.
When you opened your phone up, you were met with a confirmation screen for the scrubs he just bought you.
“They’ll be delivered to your apartment tomorrow afternoon, I got you different colors, since you like to wear solid colors some days and then have those little cartoon characters on them other days.” You watch as he leans against the kitchen counter and you feel like you’re falling in love all over again.
We gon' wake your neighbors
Turn your block club to my fan club
“N-Nanami!” you moan out into the pillow below as he thrust into you from behind.
“Yeah princess? Cat got your tongue?” He grabs your hair in his fist and pulls you up so that your back is flush against his chest
You grip his thigh as he continuously pounds into your cunt like a mad man, his thrust not letting up as he keeps hitting your sweet spot.
“I-I’m so close baby, so f-fucking close.” You whimper loudly, biting your lip at the feeling of him pulling your head back farther onto his shoulder.
He leans his head down and presses his lips against yours, you could tell he was getting close by the way his hips begin to speed up. He wraps one of his large hands around your throat, giving it a light squeeze.
You began bouncing back on his dick quickly to try and reach your climax, Nanami forces your legs open with his free arm and begins rubbing your clit to help you reach your high.
You scream out loud as your cunt tightens around his dick and you reach your climax. You back continues to arch and you whine from the overstimulation of him continuing his thrust.
“N-Nanami s’too much. I-I can’t!” You whine loudly as he continues to bounce you up and down on his dick quickly.
“You can take it princess, go ahead and give me one more. I know you can baby.” He whispers in your ear, he grabs your jaw and turns your face up to look at him while he fucks into you.
You squeeze your eyes shut from the pleasure and he harshly presses his lips against yours giving you a sloppy kiss, he groans and bites your lip as he emptied himself inside of you.
He sighs against your lips before he pulls back and presses his forehead against yours, slowly trying to regain control of his breathing after the activities that just took place.
“Thank you for the scrubs” You say weakly as you begin to fall asleep in his arms, he smiles at how tired you instantly become and plants a kiss to your forehead.
Heyyyyy! Im Rachel, the other half of AOTHOTTIES. Like she said this is very much 18+ so minors DNI :)
I hope you enjoy this fic about your ex, Connie drunk texting you :)
CW: NSFW, oral (f. receiving), lil bit of overstimulation, pet names (daddy,papi,mami,baby, etc), creampie <3
also all the stuff in italics is flashback :)))) & there is a tiny crumb of Spanish in this cause Connie is literally Dominican idc.
Bitch fucj yoi
I hat evrythif about u
Baby plse i muss you sm
I nevrw ment the things isaid to you
Fine syipid bitvh dont reply i literlt dont care
Thats why i fckd spooo many bitcjes since i lefy your sorry ass
Y/N please answer me
You stared blankly at the multiple texts you received from your ex, Connie. You knew he was drunk, it seemed to be the only thing he did since you broke up. Messages like this were a common occurrence at this point.
Constance, get a fucking grip please
You get a gril. You mak me sivk
Im begging you to get yourself together
Shut up
I missyou sobmuch
Y/N im sorry
You’re fucking pathetic
Mami….
Turning on DND, throwing your phone to the opposite end of the couch you decided you were done with this sorry ass conversation. This was every fucking day. Connie spends the morning completely unbothered by you but by nightfall, an influx of jumbled messages that get progressively worse as the night goes on. If you're lucky you'll get a 10-minute-long voicemail that ranges from sweet words of him expressing his love to you all the way down to him cursing your name as he explains how much he hates you. You understood the apologies and the million i-love-yous, you deserved it. You were the best thing to ever happen to him and you both knew it. It was the anger and hatred that got to you. It didn't hurt your feelings, but it pissed you off. How could he be angry when he's the one in the wrong? He was the one that hurt you and he didn't deserve to be angry, you did.
“Why the fuck are YOU angry, dickhead. You make me so fucking mad”, you mumbled to yourself as you thought about the day you broke up
“Baby, text my mom and let her know i’ll meet her at the airport at 8am and remind her not to forget my passport this time. And do your best to say it in spanish you know her ass can't speak english”
You were sad your man was leaving you to go to DR but his grandfather had passed and he was going to his funeral and to spend time with his family. His parents invited you to tag along but you weren't able to get the time off work at such a short notice.
“Ok so i tried my best but i promise you she probably will know its me trying to speak spanish”
You laughed as you placed his phone back on the charger next to you. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled and he continued playing his game as you sat next to him watching him lose for the 3rd time
His phone dinged next to you. You picked it up assuming it was his mom, but it was from an unsaved number.
“ what she say?” he asked also thinking his mother had responded
“It's not her it's just a random number”“Who is it?”
“I don't know I'll look”
Papi, te extraño.
Y extraño el bicho que me diste la ultima vez
Your heart dropped into your stomach. You didn't speak Spanish, but he had taught you enough to understand exactly what was happening. You couldn’t believe what you were reading as you felt tears well up in your eyes. Before you could even speak another message came in. a picture of her ass in the smallest thong you’ve seen with “Connie ❤️” tattooed on the cheek. At this point you couldn't stop yourself from crying.
Remembering seeing that image on his phone brought you to tears. “Dirty cheating bastard” you mumbled while you got up to wash your face in the bathroom. You kept replaying that moment in your head no matter how much you hated it, it was a day you'd never forget.
“Connie what the fuck? Are you serious?” yelling as you tossed his phone at him. He paused his game and shot you a confusing look then you watched as a guilty look washed over his expression when he looked at the phone
“Mami please, i can explain”
“Nah. save it. Get all your shit and get the fuck out”
You unplugged his xbox and removed it from your dresser. You tore through every drawer grabbing anything that was his and tossed it directly at him
“Y/N please listen to me. It's not what it looks like Y/N i promise you. Baby please, look at me, please listen”
His words went in one ear and out the other as pain boiled over into anger and rage. The closet contained most of his things and you yanked the door open and began tearing all his clothes off the hangars, some ripping in the process
“Oh my god, Y/N you have to hear me ou – “
“I don't have to hear shit” you cut him off not wanting to hear another word out his mouth. “What can you even tell me right now? You're just going to explain something I can clearly see. There’s some bitch in DR you fucked when you stayed with your grandparents over the summer. Right now, she's eagerly waiting on you, missing the dick you gave her last time.”
Connie looked shocked and sad at the same time. He’s never seen you so angry before, you've always handled your emotions so well but this was the first time seeing you completely blow up
“Oh you thought i wouldn't understand what she said?” you laughed in his face. “ i know enough to see you're a piece of shit, get your shit off the fucking floor and get out connie” you tried to walk out but he grabbed you and pushed you against the wall
“No Y/N let me explain,please” tears ran down his cheeks as he begged you to listen. You tried to squirm out of his grip but he was too strong
“ i don't want to hear –”
“No please listen”
There was no escaping his grasp and you found yourself stuck listening to what he had to say.
You stared at your pathetic expression in the mirror as water trickled down your face. Could you really be here crying over a cheater? Was it seriously still affecting you after 5 months? Defeated, you slid down the wall in the bathroom and pulled your knees to your chest. With your face buried in your hand the tears began spilling as you continued to relive one of the most heartbreaking moments of your life
“Y/N i know it looks bad but this is a misunderstanding”
It made you sick just looking at him. A cheating piece of shit staring down at you trying to make up some lies to get him out of the situation. If it wasn't for him having you pushed up against the wall you would have walked out, not even caring to listen.
“Look ok, we broke up that summer, remember? And I was kind of upset, so my uncle decided to take me out to clear my head and I met her at a club. Y/N i don’t even know her real name. She goes by a nickname and I never even talked to her enough to find out – “ he was interrupted by you getting even angrier than before.
“So you don't even know this bitch? You just stuck your dick in the first person you saw when you got there? And don't give me that “we broke up” bullshit, Connie we talked the entire summer you were there and you know this. You called me every day to tell me how much you miss me and couldn't wait to come back so we can work on ourselves, just for it to be lies. You obviously didn't miss me enough to stop fucking around.”
“This was before that, it was when I literally first got there. Before I called you that one night, remember when I called you and we spent the entire night on the phone? That's when we started talking again. I had met her before that night and it was dumb but yes, I slept with her. But it meant nothing baby i promise you”
He started crying again as he was explaining what happened. You felt nothing while watching him fall apart in front of you. Even though he was practically falling to his knees there was something in your gut that made you feel like this was so much deeper that what he tried to make it
“It was still wrong, connie!” ,you found yourself screaming at this point, “if you KNEW you were on the island fucking with someone why would you even call me again? You knew exactly what the fuck you were doing!”
“Y/N, please listen, it was nothing. It was a stupid summer fling –”
Just like that..he told on himself. The situation he tried to pass off as a one-time quick fuck was actually a long term fling that lasted the entire time he was on vacation.
In that instance you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. Tears began flooding from your eyes and you barely found the strength to whisper, “so it happened more than once?”
He swallowed hard before responding, “Yes Y/N, it did. And I know we were still talking but we still weren't technically together so i didn't think it was wrong. And she got the tattoo without even telling me, okay? She made it more important than what it really was. And when I came home I never spoke to her again. I can show you the messages i do not talk to this girl. I'm not even sure how she knows I'm coming again.”
With every word he spoke your heart broke more. He wanted to dismiss the situation and downplay it. This was obviously more than a summer fling to her and he must have given her reason to believe so. Connie was the love of your life and you never expected him to do something like this. You knew he was the one when you first met him. He treated you better than anyone ever had and no matter the ups and downs he was patient with you. He understood you were constantly at war with yourself, but he always calmed your storm and brought silence to your chaos. Yet here he was, standing in front of you, trying to justify infidelity. Anger arose in you again and you felt rage you've never felt before.
“Get your sorry ass out!”, you screamed as you slapped him across the face. He clenched his jaw and balled his fist and for a split second you though he was going to hit you back. But then he released the tension in his body and dawned a cold demeaner
“You know what Y/N, fuck you. And fuck this relationship. You're trying to make me the bad guy for acting single when i was….single. And as I'm here in front of you apologizing trying to show you that it was nothing, you act like the hard headed bitch you always are. I can't keep dealing with your bullshit, Y/N. so ill gladly get the fuck out because truthfully i fucking hate you.”
He grabbed your hand and slipped the ring off your finger then he turned to walk out of the closet as you stood there shocked. He had never spoken to you like this in the 4 years you were together. You had so much to say in that moment because how could he have the audacity to be angry right now, but you were unable to speak. You stood, dumbfounded, as you watched him grab his keys and walk out the door.
After that you didn't hear from him for 2 months straight. He reached out to you to genuinely check on you but in those months you had begun to heal and love yourself. You started therapy and worked closely with her to get over what he said and done. When you ignored the first message the angry, drunk, message started.
You continued to sob on the floor. In these 5 months you gained so much strength, but you still had nights like this. Your broken heart still lingered no matter how much you thought you were over it and him. Every part of you still loved him and you wished you never saw the messages that day. You'd be married to the love of your life if you didn't. But instead of a happy life with him you were sitting on a cold floor crying so hard it was difficult to breathe. You decided to indulge in his coping mechanism. You pulled yourself up off the floor and went into the kitchen. You swung the freezer door open and grabbed the bottle of crown peach, it was his favorite and you avoided drinking it so as to not remind yourself of him. But you felt different tonight. In some sick way his favorite liquor made you feel as if you still had a part of him with you. The smooth liquor burned as you drank it straight from the bottle. As the liquor began coursing through your body you had an urge to text him. It was your turn to send the angry drunk texts and give him a taste of his own medicine.
As you feverishly typed you heard your front door unlocking. Your best friend had a spare key but it wasn't like her to show up unexpected. You shrugged it off and locked your phone, taking her surprise visit as a sign you should just leave him alone. You heard footsteps through the hall that grew louder as they approached the kitchen. You turned to greet her but was shocked at the sight before. Connie, with bags under his eyes, was standing right in front of you, looking at you as if he’d seen an angel. A few seconds of silence had passed as neither one of you knew what to say. A small part of you wanted to run into his arms, kiss him and tell him how much you missed him. But he cheated on you and told you he hated you. And he had to leave your house immediately.
“Connie leave. I forgot you still had your key, but you can leave it on the counter before you go”
There was no feeling in your voice and no expression on your face. You couldn't show him your hand and he had to believe you were over him. He started walking closer to you with tears pooling in his eyes.
“Y/N, i missed you so much. I'm sorry for barging in like this but I just had to see you.” words were spilling out of his mouth and he walked closer, “I'm a piece of shit okay? I know what i did was fucked up and not a day goes by that i don't regret it but baby i promise you she was nothing. I was wrong for being with her while promising you we’d get back together and I feel like such a dick. I hurt the only person I've ever loved and I'll never forgive myself for that but Y/N i can't stop loving you. I don't deserve it but please forgive me, please tell me you still love me as much as you did before this”, he sobbed, “i don't want to be with anyone else. I want you to marry me, Y/N. you're supposed to be my wife, we’re supposed to spend the rest of our lives together.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out the ring he had given you before. He grabbed your hand to put it on your finger but you pulled away. At this point you were crying too. Those are words you wanted to hear this whole time. You spent many nights crying into your pillow wishing he’d call you to say that exact same thing to you. You wanted to take him back but you knew better than to give in
“How can we be together again, Connie?”, you spoke through tears, “I'll never be able to trust you again. You broke me, and I don't know if I can forgive you.”
He grabbed your hands, fell to his knees and looked up at you as he pleaded, “Y/N please! I need you, I can't go on without you. I'll apologize every day for the rest of my life so you’ll forgive me, mami please I'm so sorry. I never meant the things i said to you before i left, i could never hate you, mami, you're the love of my life. The drunk texts were stupid, and all lies. I haven’t been with anyone since you because I can't get you off my mind. Please, please give me another chance, baby i promise i wont fuck it up this time. Please, I'll do anything to get you to forgive me” his sobs were uncontrollable as he begged for your forgiveness.
You looked down at him as he begged and cried. Unsure if it was the liquor in you or the lack of dick since he left but you became aroused at the sight in front of you. This man looking so pathetic on his knees, crying and begging for you to be with him again made a pool of wetness form in your panties. You stepped closer to him until his face touched your pelvis and you quietly thanked yourself for not wearing pants.
“Anything?’ you seductively asked. Connie grabbed your hips to pull you closer as he took a deep breath of your scent. A bulge formed in his pants as your sweet smell filled his nose. He began kissing your clothed clit. A soft moan escaped your lips from the pleasure and was in this moment you realized how much you missed having his face between your thighs. His tongue darted out of his mouth and he licked your cunt through your panties. You whined, desperately wanting to feel his tongue again.
Connie grew hungry and couldn't bother to take your panties off. He moved the soaked fabric to the side and attached his mouth to your swollen clit. You let out a high pitched “baby” as the pleasure consumed you. His tongue licked from your hole up to your clit then back down. He continued this as your moans grew louder. The sound of your wetness echoed through your kitchen and Connie's dick pressed hard against the fabric of his pants that were now wet from his precum.
He started to fuck your hole slowly with his tongue and you moved you hips up and down, grinding yourself on his face. Connie knew you loved this and knew it would bring you to your peak.
“Mm papi, just like that. please don't stop” you begged as your budding orgasm came close to the edge. “Cum for me mami, right in my mouth," he responded between licks. You put your leg over his shoulder for balance as you drew closer to your climax. His hands squeezed your thighs as your cunt clenched around his tongue, he knew from that alone you were about to cum for him. “Fuck baby, im cumming ah –” you shivered as your cum spilled into his mouth. He licked your juices making sure to not waste a drop.
He stood up and crashed his lips on yours. Connie kissed you as if it were the first time, the passion was tense between the two of you. You missed each other and your bodies missed each other too. He grabbed your thighs and lifted you up. He started kissing the spot on your neck that he knew would make you melt. You threw your head back and moaned his name, knowing that would awaken the beast in him. He carried you to the room you once shared and laid you on the bed. You spread your thighs as he crawled between them. You could feel his dick pressing on your core and started grinding on him.
“connie , i need it” you panted, grinding on him even faster.
“Un uh mami, you know you have to give me another one before i fuck you. Don't act like you forgot the rules”
He lifted your shirt and kissed from your neck to your chest. He brought his lips to your left nipple and pinched the right then switched to ensure they both got love. He planted kisses down your abdomen until he reached your cunt. He removed your panties wasting no time before latching again to your now sensitive clit.
“Fuck mami you taste better than before. I missed tasting your sweet pussy every night”
“ i m-missed squirting - mmm - on your face” you brokenly responded through your moans. You passed your fingers through his short silver hair, instinctively pushing his face deeper into your pussy.
The overstimulation from his mouth was too much. “Connie baby! Too much – daddy please!” tears ran down your face as you squirmed under him. Your thighs tried to close to escape the stimulation, but he pinned your thighs to the mattress, “you can do it mami, one more time, just for papi. Can you give me another, princess?”, he slid his fingers in your cunt and curled them to hit your g-spot. His mouth found its way back to your clit as he finger fucked you harder. “Papi, ‘m gonna cum again” your body began shaking and your climax washed over you. You squirted on his face and he lapped it up as it spilled out of you. “good girl” he whispered as he came back up to kiss your cheek.
He slid off the bed and dropped his pants, taking his boxers down with them. Your mouth watered as you watched his dick spring out from its confines. He crawled back on top of you and lined his tip with your entrance, soaking it with your slick.
“Baby please don't tease” you begged as he rubbed his dick up and down your folds. Pleasure overcoming him, he slid into your cunt, sighing at the feeling of you clenching around his length.
“Diablo, mami” he groaned as he came down to kiss you. He slipped his tongue in your mouth and deepened his strokes. You felt his tip hitting your cervix causing you to jump at the feeling.
“connie – fuck right there baby you're hitting it just right” you whined.
Hearing you say those words drove him insane. He picked up his pace and began bullying his dick into you. Your moans turned to slight screams and his groans grew louder.
“Oh mami”, he sighed, “i missed this pussy so much. You feel so good on my dick.”
Your walls began spasming as you reached your third orgasm for the night. Your hand clung to his back leaving scratches. Connie was fucking into you like a wild person. The look in his eyes was feral and the only thing on his mind was how good you felt taking his cock.
“ ‘M cumming papi, ah-, mm cant take it baby'. you were a mess, tears staining your face, drool pooling on your chin. Your fucked out expression brought connie to his peak.
“I'm gonna cum inside you baby. You want that? You want to feel me cum inside that tight little pussy?”
“Yes, cum inside me please baby, wan’ to feel your cum inside of me”
He groaned loudly as he came deep inside of you, hot ropes filling you to your brim. He slid himself out slowly and stared at your cunt, watching his sticky cum spill out of your fucked out hole. He rolled off and laid next to you. He pulled you to his chest and wrapped his arms around you
“ i really am sorry Y/N for everything” he said while tracing circles on your back
You grabbed his jaw and turned his face towards you then planted a sweet kiss on his lips.
“I know baby. Lets work on us, i want to be with you forever.” you whispered as you broke the kiss
He swallowed the lump forming in his throat and closed his eyes to stop his tears from falling.
“I love you”, he whispered.
“I love you too” you responded as you drifted off to sleep with the love of your life
OKAY LEGIT I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY. ME AND MY PARTNER ARE IN SUCH A TIGHT SPOT FOR MONEY ATM AS WE ARE SAVING FOR A DEPOSIT ON A HOUSE. I GOT PAID DOUBLE WHAT I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO GET AND SO DID HE AND HONESTLY I CRIED SO MUCH TODAY IM SO HAPPY AND RELIEVED
Hello my girls, gals, and non-binary pals! I cannot thank you guys enough for all of your patience and kindness. I’m happy to release part 2 of Bookworm for all of you to read! Please continue to like, reblog, and leave comments and feedback!
Minors Do Not Engage please and thank you.
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Paiing: DIlf!Kirishima x LIbrarian!Reader
Word Count: 1.4K
Warnings: Kiri is aged up, Age gap, Kissing, Kiri is completely whipped for the reader.
Here’s the links for the Drabble & Part 1
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“Wow, I swear you get prettier each time we see each other. What are you, some magical entity?” He asks, leaning on the door for support.
You giggle at the cheesy compliment and shake your head no in response.
“No, actually I’m a vampire, now invite me into your home.” You say back with an awful Dracula voice.
“Ah and she’s funny too! I’m just super lucky today huh?” He steps to the side and let’s you in.
You look around as you walk through the door and take in your new surroundings. The living room is much bigger than any living room you’ve stepped foot in.
“Your living room is the size of my bedroom and bathroom combined, I can only imagine how big that is” You comment once you’ve settled in on the couch
If this goes well you’ll get to see and be in bed before the night ends.
Kiri thinks to himself while he watches you get settled on the sofa, he fills the space next to you and gets comfortable as well.
“I mean it’s not anything too impressive, just a bed, some extra furniture. Y’know nothing too impressive” He shrugs his shoulders and looks over at you.
“What does your bedroom look like?” He raises an eyebrow and waits for you to give him an answer.
“It’s nothing impressive, just a bed and some furniture. Kind of like someone else that I know.” You giggle when he rolls his eyes at your answer.
“So you’re a comedian now too? You’re just an all rounder aren’t you?” He teases, causing you to quickly shake your head.
“I’m actually far from it, the most amazing thing I can do is cook and that’s only so impressive.” Kiri perks up quickly at the mention of food.
“Wait, you can cook! I don’t think you realize how lovely that is to hear.” He says excitedly, emitting a laugh from you.
“Really now, so you’re one of those single dads that can’t cook huh?” You raise an eyebrow and the older man nods his head in shame.
“I can cook basic things like noodles, toast, y’know the basic stuff.” You try to stop yourself from laughing, but can’t help to let out a giggle.
“You’re too fucking cute. Come on, I'll whip something up for us, and maybe even give you a lesson too.” You stand up from your spot on the couch and make your way into the large kitchen.
Ejirou feels his heart swell when you offer to cook for him, it’s been a long time since he’s had a nice home cooked meal.
“Y/N, you’re doing too much! You don’t have to cook for me, you’re my guest. I should be doing this for you if anything.” He says, standing up to follow behind you.
“Oh please, I need to get back to cooking anyway. I have a degree in culinary and only do so much with it anyways.” You grab the apron off the hook in the kitchen and look around the kitchen for ingredients.
“Woah woah, hold on now, you’re telling me that you’ve got a culinary degree?! How come you work in the library then?” He pulls down the pans that you can’t reach and starts to boil some water for pasta noodles.
“Well my mom opened it up when I was younger so I helped her take care of it until she couldn’t anymore, it’s a bit of a hassle and I wish I opened up my own restaurant instead some days, but the library is like my second home.” You say as you begin to prep the food.
The older man leans on the counter right next to you and smiles as you continue to talk and cook without missing a beat.
“Don’t let that dream die, like ever, I mean that Y/N. You’re a beautiful and talented girl, you’re going to have that restaurant you want” Kiri says, the smile on his face growing the longer he looks down at you.
“Oh yeah? What makes you say that, you a psychic now or something?” You ask as you move over to the stove
“I’m a believer is all, and I believe that you’ve got the potential to have this restaurant. I’ll even help you set it up and everything!” He blurts out excitedly.
His smile quickly turns into a small frown when you laugh and shake your head at him.
“Nuh uh! Kiri I love your enthusiasm and encouragement, but baby I can’t just start up a restaurant out of nowhere. Then I’d have to find someone to run the library when I’m not there and someone to be ahead of cooks”
“My friend Katsuki is head chef at this restaurant he’s been at for a few years! And then my friends MoMo and Ochako could definitely take over for you!” He offers excitedly, resting a head on your shoulder.
You turn your head and raise an eyebrow at the man next to you, all you have to do is lean in an inch and your lips would be touching.
“You’ve just got all the answers don’t you Eji?”
The taller man gently rubs your hips in his hand, giving them a light squeeze at the nickname.
“Yeah I guess I do.” He replies back to you, still not taking his eyes off of you.
“I’ll have to think about it of course.” You can’t help but look between his lips and gentle eyes.
“Does this help convince you a little bit?”
He turns you to face him directly and cups your cheeks in his large hands, ever so gently attaching your lips together. You drop the spoon in your hand and hold onto his large arms for support.
A whimper falls from your lips and into his mouth when he pulls you in by the belt loops on your jeans.
“E-eji” You mumble against his lips, voice shaking along with your hands as they trail up and down his large muscles.
“You sound so pretty saying my name like that.” He moves his kisses down to your neck and collarbone.
You bite your lip to hold back another moan, and pull away from his urgent affection, letting a chuckle lip past your lips.
“First of all, you’ve partially convinced me! Second of all, as much as I want to see what you’ve got down below, I didn’t eat all day.” You rest a finger on his chest and he slaps a hand over his blushing face.
“I-i’m sorry about that, it’s been a while since i’ve been with someone. And your lips are much softer than I imagined. Fuck I just told you i’ve thought aboout how soft your face is.” He rambles on in embarrassment, but you can’t help but be flattered.
“Don’t be ashamed baby, I’d be lying if i said I didn’t have certain thoughts and feelings about you too,”
He stops pacing and scratches the back of his neck, his cheeks still holding a tint of red in them.
“I swear you’ve got some magical trance on me Y/N.” He confesses to you and you feel your own cheeks warm at his words.
You turn yourself back towards the stove and attempt to reach for the plates in his cabinet, not even your tiptoes helped.
“Here, let me help you.”
Your heart skips a beat and you stop breathing when his tall and muscular body is pressed up against your backside. You don’t realize how hard you’re gripping the counter until he backs away, and your knuckles go back to their warm brown color.
“Two plates as you requested, one for me and another for you. I’ll go set up the table and pour us two glasses of wine.” He rubs a hand up and down your back before he disappears into the dining room.
You silently nod your head with a bright smile before letting out a large puff of air, placing a hand on your chest as you try get your heart rate back to a normal pace.
As you’re making plates for the you both, you realize that you’re most likely not going back to your house tonight.
Hello my sweet babies! Thank you all for being patient with me during this time. I wanted to come on here and let you know that another part of Bookworm is going to drop tonight! I still have to edit and proofread it, so my plan is to have it published to this account at 11pm EST.
i’ve been on and off tumblr for 12 years and been involved in countless fandoms. but the one problem that seems to occur in all fandoms across the board is the vile treatment of black content creators.
comments range from overt to “polite” racism.
“xyz wouldn’t date a black girl”
“does reader HAVE to be black?”
why do black people have to fight to enjoy the same content as everyone else??? why are we vilified for wanting to see ourselves in the media we consume???
and not to point fingers, but there are far too many white folk in fandoms who see this behavior and say nothing. who watch their black mutuals get hateful anon one after the other and stay silent. who consume content made by black folk day in and day out but are conveniently quiet when black folk are being abused (yes i’m talking about all y’all who were blasting WAP last summer and ignore issues facing the black community)
y’all love to consume black content (tiktok trends, music, fashion, AAVE, the list goes on) but ignore the humanity of black people.
y’all need to fucking do better bc i’m fucking tired.
Hello everyone I know I’ve been MIA, unfortunately I’ve been sick in the hospital but I’m back home recovering. I’m going to try and get some writing time in tonight ❤️
I blame @katsukisilkbonnet for what happened today 😭🤣😅 (and all ya’ll other Bakugo simps that made me like this man cause i still think he’s a brat and too fuckin mean but I would suck the soul out of his dick 🙄)
ANYWAYS!
Tell me how this man made it into my fucking meditation today and made it NASTY.
I’m listening to this meditation so I can sleep cause its hard for me to relax enough to fall asleep. Its like 3/4 when this part comes up.
The lady describes us sitting in a comfortable chair. Cool. Super safe. Good way to relax.
She proceeds to explain how there is someone sitting across from us in an identical chair. This person is facing us and our knees are only inches apart. (This person could be anyone; a friend, family member, a celebrity, a fIcTiOnAl ChArAcTeR, etc. )
So can you tell me why this little fucker comes out the woodwork like he owns my brain???
My first thought was Kiri but NOOO KATSUKI HAD TO HAVE HIS FUCKIN DAY. I sigh and I’m like fine lets go with it cause maybe my brain has some nice lil sweet headcanons for this kid. Nope.
Now the next step is to imagine they have a gift for you. I’m like “SHIT HERE WE GO”.
How big is the box? Medium.
What paper is covering the box? Expensive and glossy.
What color is the box? Ice blue.
What color is the ribbon on the box? Red and Burgundy.
How heavy is the box? Weirdly light.
Now I’m curious because with this color scheme- it would seem that IcyHot got me this but NOPE ITS ALL KATSUKI.
Obviously the next step is to open the box.
TELL ME WHY THIS MAN GOT ME A BUTTPLUG???!?!!???!?!!!!?!!!??!!?? One of those silver ones with the heart shaped ends and the gem in it. (The gem was light blue btw)
I looked up at him like “SIR?”
THE NEXT QUESTION IS WHY DID THEY GIVE YOU THIS. Miss Meditation I do believe I know why but I asked anyway like a GOOD LIL SHEEP AND YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT HE TOLD ME???????????
“So I can feel you plugged up while I’m fucking you”
He also specified that he didn’t necessarily want to do it up the butt- he just wanted to feel it.
Soooo anyways I blame ya’ll for making my meditation nasty lmaoooo Ya’ll ruined him for me (for the better) and now he’s messing with my subconscious 😭😭😭
Just wanted to let y’all know my ask box is open so if you ever want to talk, send me Drabbles or even promote your own work please send me a message!!
every time a black writer on here gets a message asking them (or really demanding them) to write white readers, i just think about that interview toni morrison did that one time where the interviewer asked if she’ll ever write about white people in a substantial way and the way she just said to them “you can’t even begin to understand the racism of that question” or something along those lines. fandom in general, and fic in particular, has alienated black, and poc overall, readers since day one and for all the posts about diversity in fanfic that circulate on here, i never see anons holding their faves who write white readers accountable for more diversity. instead, you accost black writers making a space for themselves to make room for you. you who can suspend all disbelief to read about readers who are assassins and mutants, but can’t change or ignore features in a poc reader fic so you don’t feel “uncomfortable” (which, by the way, is an issue in and of itself). black people are allowed to tell stories that include us explicitly. full stop. and no one is asking you to read those stories if you don’t want to. coming into black/poc writers’ spaces to tell them they can’t include themselves in the fanfic world is racist point blank and you will never have any legs to stand on in that argument. so just… shut up. stay on blogs that cater to you and leave us alone lmaooo
Hi everyone, first off I want to start off by thanking you all for your support! It means a lot to me and inspires me to want to post more content. I’ve decided to turn this cute little drabble into a series since so many people like it, I think I’m going to name the series Bookworm as well.
Once again, thank you for everything, my ask box is open and as always enjoy yourself.
Minors DNI
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Pairing: Dilf!Kirishima x Librarian!Reader
Word Count: 2K
Warnings: Age gap,
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“Hello?”
“H-hi, um it’s Eijirou Kirishima, the uh, the dad from the library. Well that doesn’t really help much-'' He begins to ramble and can’t seem to stop himself.
“Yes, I remember you and your adorable daughter. You both come in every week for more children’s stories.” You complete his sentence and he quietly lets a sigh fall past his lips.
“Yeah that’s us, if she hasn’t told you already, her name is Mia, and you can call me Eji, or Kirishima, or if Kiri works for you then that works for me.” He subconsciously walks back and forth, very similar to a girl in high school talking to her crush.
He trips himself up on his mini stroll when a low giggle leaves your lips, your laugh makes him perk up in ways he never knew were possible, is he crazy for feeling this way so fast? Or does he finally deserve a chance at happiness like everyone keeps saying?
“You have a beautiful laugh.” He bites his lip almost immediately after the compliment, hoping it didn’t come off as strange.
“Thank you Kiri, I think you’ve got a gorgeous smile. Mia resembles you a lot.” He feels himself full on blush at the way you compliment him and his daughter.
“She’s a pretty girl, just like her daddy.” Kirishima stops in his tracks after the word rolls off your tongue. He had to release his grip on the couch after the words left your mouth, he shouldn’t be affected by such a word, but it’s been so long since he’s been touched or even shown proper romantic affection.
“Thank you, you’re too sweet. We enjoy seeing such a beautiful woman like you too.” He sits down on his couch and leans back against the pillows.
“Oh I’m beautiful? It seems like you’re trying to one up me Kiri. I’m pretty competitive when it comes to complimenting people, so I don’t think you want to go there with me.” You threaten him playfully, ending your little rant with a laugh.
He laughs along with you and sighs out in happiness, closing his eyes while he listens to you tell him about your day.
He feels the nerves leave his body as you continue to talk to him more and more, he didn’t realize that you two had ended up on the phone for almost two hours.
“I’m sorry if I kept you up, I hope you don’t have to be up too early.” He says apologetically, glancing at the time on his phone as he plugs it into the charger.
“Actually I’m off work tomorrow, well technically speaking today. And even if I had work today, I’d still end up talking to you.” You let out a quiet yawn, slipping under your bed sheets.
“You flatter me Y/N, I mean that. You make me feel young again, not that I’m old! I mean there’s nothing wrong with getting older either, it’s just-”
You cut him off with another one of your angelic laughs and he rubs his hand over his face.
“I get what you’re saying, there’s nothing wrong with getting or being older. In case you were wondering I’m 22, and for the record, 32 looks amazing on you. I found it hard to believe until I saw your driver's license when you signed up for the library card.”
“I knew you would end up seeing it somehow, look I know it’s getting late so I’ll let you go soon, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out soon? Maybe like a date, if you’re interested of course, I can take you out, or we could have dinner at my place.” He bites his lip in anticipation while waiting for your answer.
“I’d love that actually. I have to drop off some books at a donation store, but I’m completely free after that, what were you thinking of doing?”
“Well, Mia is with her mom for the weekend and I did just buy a fuck ton of groceries. I like to try recipes I see on Tiktok if you want to try that.” He rolls his eyes and slaps his forehead at the dumb suggestion.
“Um, I’d love that. I need more recipes other than pasta and chicken nuggets. Whatever you want and have the ingredients for I am more than okay with that.
“I honestly can’t wait, I’ll text you my address, and you just let me know when you’re heading over. I’ve talked your ear off enough, go ahead and go to sleep, pretty girl.” He finds himself on his back, grabbing one of Mia’s blankets to cover part of his legs.
Sofa: 1 Kirishima: 0
“Will do, I can’t wait to see what you come up with. I’ll keep you updated, have a great night Eji.” You say sleepily, your voice becoming more drowsy with each word.
“Goodnight sweetheart.” He hangs up the phone, saving your name and number in his contact list before he could forget.
The next day Kiri wakes up on the couch with a sore back to prove it, he checks his phone to make sure he hasn't missed anything from you or about Mia, eventually he manages to peel himself off the sofa. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes was his first mission, then it’ll be time to clean up the house.
He goes to stand up but is immediately put back into his previous spot when his muscles don’t move with him.
“A little yoga wouldn’t hurt first.” He says to himself, raising his arms above his head while extending his leg muscles.
After his mini yoga session, he drags himself into the kitchen for breakfast. He pulls the refrigerator door open and grabs out the items he wants to indulge in.
His ringtone pulls him out of his trance of mixing the dry and wet ingredients for his pancake.
“Ejirou speaking.” He greets whoever is on the other end of the line, he really needs to pay attention to who’s calling.
“You still answer the phone instantly? Anyways, what happened to you last night? You never called me back.”
Luckily for him it wasn’t just some silly spam caller, it was his best friend and daughter's god-father, Katsuki.
“Oh yeah man you’re right. I finally called her like you said and we just ended up talking all night long. Mia’s gonna be gone this weekend so I have the house to myself for a few days.” He explained, watching his pancake closely.
“Oh thank god, thought you were gonna say some shit like ‘I couldn’t go through with it’ or, ‘All i could do was think about her so I just rubbed
one out and called it a night’” He stares at the phone is slight disbelief, scoffing loudly.
“First off, have some faith in me, and second of all, my sexual life isn’t your business, asshole.” He mumbles the last word, flipping his pancake and smiling at the perfect golden brown color.
“Yeah yeah whatever, you haven’t had a decent pussy in years and I”m your best friend so yeah it is my business, what are you going to cook. Do you need me to come over? I don’t need you scaring this one away with you cooking.” The black haired man couldn’t help but laugh at his friend.
“No I don’t need you to come over and cook for us, her and I are going to cook together. Maybe drink some wine and get to know each other, I dunno, we’ll see where the night takes us.” He trails off, removing his pancake off the heat and transferring it to his plate.
“Whatever you say man, I don’t have work today so if it’s a cooking emergency or some shit, you know who to call.” He gives Kiri a goodbye before ending the call.
Kirishima smiles at his phone and shakes his head at his best friend's antics, he tops his dish off with some chopped fruit, powdered sugar, and hot syrup. He takes his plate to the kitchen table and digs in.
He sighs in content at the hot food in his mouth, sitting back in his chair with his phone, watching his messages to see if you end up calling him any earlier. Once he’s finished his food he takes his dishes to the dishwasher and starts the machine.
He ties his long hair back into a ponytail and works on picking up any toys Mia may have left behind, before he knows it he finds himself back in the kitchen to wipe off the counters and put the dishes away.
When he checks his phone it’s 12:45, he raises an eyebrow and smiles at his progress.
Ding!
He damn near drops his phone on the counter when your name pops up on his screen. He lets it ring two more times before picking it up and clearing his throat.
“Good afternoon gorgeous, how are you doing?” He starts the conversation off smoothly and playfully pats himself on the back.
“Hey handsome, so I just finished donating the books, did you want to text me your address and I can make my way over to your place?”
You on the other hand are currently applying a layer of chapstick before you go through your bag to look for perfume.
“That sounds like a plan, I’ll text you the address!” He texts you the address and looks down at his appearance.
He’s still in his pajamas, his hair is definitely due for a brushing, and maybe so can his teeth.
“Hey you’re only 15 minutes away from me right now and there’s not a lot of traffic out at this time.” You say happily and prop your phone up on the dashboard.
“Perfect! I can’t wait to see you again, drive safe.” He ends the call and rushes to his bedroom in order to get changed.
In the process of looking for an outfit, he picks up the clothes on the floor around him as well, just in case you two do make it that far.
Once he gets dressed, he rushes to the bathroom and begins to brush through his long locks, he winces in pain while he tries to brush the knots out of his hair.
Once his hair is all brushed out, he opts for keeping it up and out of the way of his face, he shrieks when he looks at the clock.
You’ll be here in less than five minutes if the time matches up correctly.
He anxiously grabs his tooth brush and mint toothpaste, applying it to the brush and cleansing his teeth.
He hums one of the tunes that he and Mia listen to every morning when she gets ready for school. He finishes brushing his teeth with two extra minutes to spare.
He takes one last look at himself in the mirror and sighs out nervously, the poor man hasn’t been on a date in years. Any free time he does have is spent sleeping or given to Mia, he’s nervous because he doesn’t want to ruin this, and you’re a gorgeous woman.
Also because Katsuki and Sero won’t let him hear the end of it.
His doorbell pulls him out of his mental rambling and he tenses up again.
“No Kiri everything’s going to go smoothly.” He repeats to himself, making his way back downstairs.
He smiles at himself in the mirror near the front door and opens it slowly, looking down at your smaller frame.
