fresh out of prison, a million red tattoos and scars both old and new covering his body.
his black roots showing through his dyed red hair.
and his muscles being fucking massive since while he was in there he refused to have anyone mess with him.
imagine him always being able to get it up easy for you because he really doesn’t know how long he’ll be away in prison if he goes again.
“you wan’ fuck?”
“yes eiji”
and when y’all do he always keeps your legs on his shoulders because he likes to hear the anklet he night with his name on it jangle in his ear.
imagine him taking over the gang him and his friends made him highschool since their leader, you think his name was..katsuki? was put in an international prison and he wouldn’t be out for a long while.
eijirou only being able to see you at night because he was, “handlin’ business” in the day. but he always insisted on buying you gifts constantly with money he wouldn’t tell you where he got because he “separates his love life and work life.”
you barely even knew anything about his job or gang other than he gets paid a lot of money, they’re one of the most ruthless gangs and what they do they can’t talk about.
so he doesn’t really talk about who’s following you in a dark tinted car and staying outside your house at all times, he just mutters “protection.” or “sero.” … who the hell is sero?!
or when your co-worker starts hitting on your and insisting on taking you out comes to work hysteric all beat up and yelling that he’s quitting you already know not to ask eijirou.
or even when your neighbor that always makes conversation and makes nasty jokes about you goes missing you know good and well to just shut your mouth.
“dunno..karma came n got him i guess..”
imagine him coming to your apartment one night, standing at your door in a orange jumpsuit and handcuffs all beat up and bloody with a toothy smirk and a kiss when you open the door for him.
“eiji what’re you doing what if someone sees you?!”
“relax mama, jus’ tell em we roleplayin’ “
and you reluctantly let him in because you know he’s smart enough to take the feds off his back for at least a couple months, one time they couldn’t find him for like 3 years!
but at the end of the day he loves you and he really wouldn’t do anything to put you in harm or have you too worried about him because a true man wouldn’t make his girl worry. <3
Simon “cig and black tea with a shit ton of milk” riley……John “vape and a red bull” mactavish…..John “cigar and a black coffee” price…. Kyle “nicotine patch and a weird green juice” garrick….
cw: none, js pure fluff brainrot... i haven't touched creepypasta in a HOT minute. if anyone wants a part 2 or nsfw version lmk!, honestly not realistic jacks so cutie patootie in this
clingy!gn!reader x eyeless jack
you'd always sit yourself on his lap whenever he was doing work. whether he was dissecting a body or doing whatever the hell he was doing, you always found yourself close to him.
if it wasn't on his lap, it'd be a hand on his shoulder. or your arms wrapped around him in a tight squeeze. or maybe your fingers intertwined. who knows? it was like something new everyday but jack never complained about it.
for you, jack is your home. and in return, jack feels something he never thought he'd feel again. just the simple brush of shoulders makes him feel all warm and fuzzy, though he'd never admit that.
he's never told you himself but there's a silent understanding. you know he's always there for you and vice versa.
you feel safe around him, knowing he's more than capable of protecting you.
jack can be surprisingly gentle at times, despite his appearances. he lets you know he's grateful for giving him something he's craved for oh-so long. (aka love)
he tries not to flinch when you touch his face, each brush of your finger against his cheek reminding him of the fingers that took out his eyes. though eventually, he finds a way to replace that memory with the thought out of you instead.
you like to wear this necklace he gave you (god knows where he got it from..) when he's not around or on a hunt. it makes you feel closer to him.
speaking of when he's not around, it gets boring and lonely quickly, rocking back and forth on the chair by the window of the cabin; waiting for him to come home and probably holding one of his hoodies close.
if he comes home and notices you were feeling scared or anxious because he was gone, his arms are always outstretched, waiting to envelope you in a tight embrace.
jack always acknowledges your needs, always empathizing with you. so he lets you cling onto him constantly, lets you steal his clothes or use his shampoo so you can smell like him. he strives to provide you comfort.
its as if you use touch as communication and jack automatically catches on. if you have trouble verbalizing your feelings than you hit the lottery with this man because he immediately knows when something is up.
if you struggle with sleeping or insomnia, jack is always there to help you sleep in any way you need. whether that's simply sitting by your side or holding your hand in his as your eyes flutter closed.
although jack might be a little foreign to the topic of love due to him being isolated for years, unable to find that warmth and comfort you give him, he always tries his best.
just like you, he constantly craves your touch, though he doesn't act on it, waiting for you to come to him.
his presence is genuinely just reassuring and soothing to you, you don't mind have nothing to do as long as you're in the same room with jack.
with ej, sometimes you don't need words. a simple touch on the arm can tell him that you want to be near him. so if he's not too busy, he'll drop what he's doing and tend to your needs.
jack is surprisingly patient when it comes to you, though he has his limits, so...
there are some days when he gets a little cranky and overwhelmed, lashing out on you or shooing you away. but you don't leave, you simply sit in the corner with an angry expression because you know it's not too long before he realizes he wants your hand in his.
once you see him look back at you with a softened gaze, you're already back up on your feet; and in the next few seconds you already have your arm attached to his, or a hand on his back.
he doesn't want to admit it, but he subtly moves to encourage you to get closer to him.
Bnha ends Midoriya is nowhere in sight Uraraka turns around looks at the readers to break the fourth wall and says "this truly was my lesbodrama academia"
I got an exclusive early spoiler for next chapter.
At some point the scene finally switches to Tomura and Deku. Tomura is nowhere to be found on the battlefield causing a lot of panic. Deku finds a slip of paper that says “BRB”. The next panel shows Tomura at home watching the new trailer for GTA 6.
You really think she’s your girl. My brother in Christ she’s up in here every night twirling her hair and kicking her feet to the raunchiest “x reader” COD smut on the planet.
the camera was set up perfectly, showing your cockdrunk face and hobies fat cock sliding in and out of your slick cunt mercilessly, babbling incoherently as he fucked you stupid.
hobie was your favorite co-star; with him you fuck like you've never fucked before. whenever you collabed you barely ever got an orgasm, but with hobie? you couldn't even count.
you let out a broken moan as his tip hit that perfect spot in you with each thrust. "i love fuckin' this stupid pussy till it's sore." he let out with a grunt, sloppily rubbing at your clit and making you see stars.
"s- shit! hobie!" you whined, clenching around him tightly as he slapped your pussy lightly. his rough hands moved from your clit to explored the curve of your ass, gripping the flesh and leaving hand marks.
he reached towards the camera and tilted it down so your raw, puffy pussy was on display as his cock rammed into you; your nails digging into his forearms and making him groan in pleasure.
he takes pride in knowing he can fuck you better than anyone else ever could. "fuckin' slag.. can anybody else please you like this, dove?" he asked, biting his lip as he slowed down and made it clear there was only one answer.
"f- fuck! no, hobie! only you can!" you whined, bucking your hips against his desperately. he let out a deep chuckle before fucking into you again ruthlessly, another orgasm approaching as your eyes rolled back.
"y' gonna cum for me again, hun? c'mon, cum for me baby." he smiled, his thumb caressing your bottom lip. you bit your lip hard enough to draw blood, your vision going white.
your orgasm crashed over you in waves of pleasure after another, his tip hitting the entrance of your cervix so deliciously good as he fucked you through your orgasm. your clenching was enough to make him groan in pleasure, emptying himself in you and watching it leak out of your hole as his pace slowed.
"fuck.." you mumbled, orgasm dying down as hobie leaned over to suck at your tits, reaching over to the camera and shutting it off yet he still continued.
he gripped at your thighs, leaving kisses down your belly before slowly pulling out, watching his spend leak out of you.
"i love you hobie.. t- tell me you love me too." you babbled, your pussy clenching around nothing as you took his hand into yours, watching his face contort into shock.
somno, face sitting, marking, morning sex NOT PROOFREAD
you wake up to the feeling of slick in between your thighs along with something sliding through them, a few incoherent mumbles and complaints leaving your lips before your eyes shoot open; blinded by the suns rays peeking between the curtains.
you crane your neck and turn around, about to yell at gaz until you saw the sight of gaz looking at you with a silent plea. 'i'm sorry dove- fuck.. couldn't wait." he apologized inbetween soft moans as he slid his large cock in and out of the fat flesh of yours thighs, leaving gentle kisses on your neck as he inhaled your scent.
gentle kisses turned into him nipping at your neck with his teeth; leaving purple and red marks, waking you up fully and pulling quiet whimpers of his name from your mouth. you felt the pace of his hips stutter before coming to a stop, a breathy groan leaving gaz's throat as he painted your thighs with thick spurts of his cum.
he sucked at your neck as he stuffed his dick back into his boxers. he gently grabbed your hips, positioning so you were sitting right on his bulge while he admired the view. "c'mere, lovie." he motioned for you to come sit on his face.
your heat hovered over his lips; he tilted up and kissed your clit through your panties, a small smile on his face as he gently pushed your panties aside.
he kissed the inside of your thighs, biting and licking and sucking and marking them as his and his only.
he pushed your hips down onto his face, his nose perfectly pushed against your clit as he started off with small kitty licks.
kitty licks turned into him devouring your wet pussy; soft moans leaving your parted lips as his tongue thrusted in and out of your hole. "gaz!— mmf.. so fuckin' good."
you grinded against his face, your clit nudging against his nose in a way that made your back arch. he chuckled beneath you, the vibrations sending shock of pleasure through you as you clenched around his tongue.
he was always so good with his tongue and your orgasm was already nearing, your hole twitching around the muscle as it moved in and out of you.
just as you were about to cum he pulled his tongue out, making you whine until he began kissing and sucking at your clit— his hand reaching up to shove two fingers into your sopping pussy and curling them into your g-spot.
a broken moan left your lips and you gripped the headboard of the bed, your pussy clinging onto his fingers as your eyes rolled into the back of your head; your orgasm crashing over you in waves.
"fuck.." you murmured, lips swollen from biting them as you pet gaz's head, praising him for doing so good as he licked his lips.
you climbed off him, laying next to him and kissing him on the lips; tasting yourself on him as he slid his tongue into your mouth.