just found ur writing and it’s soo yummy. would literally die to see stoner hawks or dabi 🙏
Dabi and Hawks are greedy guys, so greedy. It might be the reason they share you, the reason they sell drugs, the reason they don't even let you lay a finger on the merchandise. Hawks claims it's because, "You're too sweet to get addicted to this shit, baby." Dabi says it's because he, "just don't want you touching the shit thats gives me money to pay my bills."
They smoke it too, Hawks let's you cock warm him while him and Dabi pass a blunt between the two of them. It's just to tease you, let you smell and see and hear the one thing you can't have, they give you everything you want, just not this. You clench around him when you hear him inhale deeply, the sticky stench of weed filling your nose when he blows smoke out. He laughs and it jostles him up inside of you more. You whimper, eyes screwing shut as you try to stop yourself from moving your hips.
Dabi told you that if you could just be good and sit on Hawk's cock then you could have a hit. You didn't pick up the fact that he was lying, just wanted to keep you from moving around and touching all the shit they're trying to package. He laughs at you when you take shaky inhales, nails digging into Hawk's shoulders. You're too focused on being good to realize that's another sign he was lying.
Then they're done and you're pouting saying, "I was good, Dabi, I did what I was told. You said I could have a hit." And he's laughing right in your face, waving the blunt infront of your face. "Yeah, I was fuckin' lying, babygirl. I know somewhere in that dumb little head you knew that." He gets meaner when he's high, surprisingly.
Hawks just lazily jerks up into you and you mewl, leaning forward into Hawks' shoulder, ignoring Dabi's laughing while he smokes, as you bounce on his cock. You always have to do all the work when you and Hawks fuck and he's high, he's such a pillow princess.
"Don't let the princess fool you either, baby, he' not gonna let you get a git just 'cause you're sitting there bouncing on his dick." You whine, flipping him off quickly before stabilizing yourself on Hawks's cock, with hands on his shoulders. Hawks doesn't last very long when he's high either, so soon he's spilling inside of you and nudging you off of him because overstimulation is not his thing. Even if you didn't cum, he just kisses your temple while he pulls his pants back up.
Legolas jacks off to Aragorn. that's it that's the fic. he's kinda freaky in this one,,,
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Thranduil once told him he looked like a dog at the feet of its master, Legolas found he didn't mind the thought.
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Half-lidded eyes peered out into the distance, to the unknowing figure of his companion, his future king. The woods were quiet now, save for his gentle gasps and the whisper of the fire, Aragorn had put his sword in it's sheathe, had taken to staring into the flames with a fierce look upon his face. The shadows carved out the hollows of his face and placed a soft orange kiss where it dared not reach. Wind fiddled with the soft brown strands of hair, until it blew upon his cheek, sticking to the sweat there. It was a hot summer night, but their dinner needed flame.
Legolas fared not the better even this far, beads of sweat raced down his neck, gathering along the hem of his tunic. His hand kept its momentum, the other coming to rest on his face–two fingers to his lips. Never had he felt another’s warmth on him, it was unheard in Mirkwood to take lovers, unheard of for most Elf-kind. But Legolas had never been the usual sort of Elf, and as the centuries piled upon each other, he soon learned the art of coaxing pleasure from himself. Like striking a match in his mind and watching the shadows dance–the art of imagination, of dreaming into the night.
He didn’t need that here, in this forest, on this night. Legolas could watch. Watch as Aragorn sat, shoulders stony like a king's, muscles toned and heavy from his years as a ranger, face shaded by a growing beard. Legolas felt a heaviness in him, despairing at the idea that his friend sat unaware as he thought the most unsavory thoughts about him. But then, the spark within turned to a blaze, and he knew he didn’t truly hate it.
Helo hello! Soso I have a request.. can I have a Ayano x fem chubby reader?? I think Ayano would kill literally anyone who makes fun of reader <3
♡ Teddy Bear ♡
You are my teddy bear..
A/N: AHH I LOVE THAT IDEA. TYSM FOR THAT 🙏🏾🙏🏾
Ayano Aishi × Shy!Chubby!Fem reader!!
Characters aged up to 18+ (Senior Year)
CW: Blood, Knife play, Sub & Dom, Killing (its Ayano Aishi 🙄), Sub Reader, Dom Ayano
SFW
I think Ayano would absolutely kill someone if they messed with you for your looks
She would figure out a way. After she got with you, she would make them like a suicide.
She loves you. Every single part of you is perfect to her
And if anyone tries to talk you down and tell you you're not?
Let's just say you won't be seeing that person anymore.
Ayano is BIG on PDA. She LOVES to show you off. Cause you make her actually feel something. She doesn't want to ever let go of you
When you're talking to somebody, she always comes up and holds your hand or holds your waste or just lays her arm around your neck
You're the person who made her feel normal! To make her feel feelings. She wants to show you off to the world
One time. A bully was messing with you. Drew all over your desk. Calling you names when you walked by. And Ayano could tell it was seriously bothering you. Since you always wanted to hang out in close places. So she was able to convince Info-Chan to give her the address of the bullies and lit their houses on fire. You felt bad, but she convinced you that karma was only coming after then after what they did to you
She definitely loves to lay on you. She hugs to so much. You're a Teddy Bear to her
Your nickname is Teddy Bear. She just thinks it fits you so much. You're sweet. Beautiful. Amazing. Caring.
Unlike her mother. After she killed all the rivals. You actually like her from the beginning. You liked how she was quiet and kept to herself. You sometimes caught her staring at you and you smiled
You were in Ayano's house since she called you over, begging for you to be by her side for the 10th time this week. But you don't mind and so dosent you mother (means your mother gets the house all to her herself. She is also happy you found someone). You were making lunch. Just a little something that didn't take long. And you knew Ayano would love it (she loves anything you cook). You felt someone hug you from behind. You jumped slightly and then realized it was Ayano. You smiled. She kissed your neck and face. "Yes, Love?" You said,"Smells yummy..." she said, looking at the food. "It's just a little something," you said as you took it off the stove. "You done,,,?" She asked. You nodded and felt her grab your arm. She dragged you to her room, throwing you on the bed. You had to have the most confused face, but you soon felt her crawl onto you, hugging you. You smiled softly. Her face in your chest and your arm around her. You saw your phone start to scroll on it as she cuddled onto you. You looked down at herm she had a smile plastered on her face. This is what she wanted. And she was so happy
NSFW
She definitely punishes you if you ever talk to someone to long or you wear something inappropriate
She loves to tease you. In public she sometimes would rub your thighs and squeeze on them
If you were feeling insecure she would put your mind at rest while giving you slowly sex
"Shhh.. it's ok, my dear.." Ayano said softly as she brought the knife to Your leg, slowly digging it into your plush skin. You squirm at the cold feeling at the knife. "What? Isn't this what you wanted..? You dress up so nice for your interview.. tsk. I know those men were looking at you, " She said as she dragged the knife closer to your neck. Your breathing was uneven as you felt the blade on your neck. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she smiled at you. "I don't blame them, though.." she said as she brought her other hand to your inner thigh. She felt you move your hips closer to her hand. "Stop." You immediately stopped staying still as the blade she placed on your neck had more pressure. She kissed your forehead as she began to rub your clit through your clothes. You let out a quiet moan as she places the knife on your thigh. She went closer to your ear. Her breath was fanning over it as she whispered in your ear. "I'll make sure they know who you belong to.."
That was the night you had her name carved into your thigh. It's faint now but you can still see her name there
Ayano slowly thrusted her fingers and out of your soaking cunt "That's a good girl.." she praised you as you moaned out her name. "So pretty.." she whispered. She leaned forwards catching your swollen lips to connect to hers. You tasted intoxicating. So sweet. So delicious. She wanted to keep you under her forever. She pulled away while looking at you. She smiled. "You're a masterpiece, my dear.." she spoke. Tears screamed down your face, your hair messed up in a frezzy mess, your neck and body littered to the brim with marks, and your swollen clit that is making your legs shake. You looked stunning. She did this. She made you feel this good. And she wanted everybody to know.
She loved your body so much
It's an understament actually.
She loved your body so much
Your rolls. Your thighs. Your tits. Your plush face. You're like a masterpiece for her skinny body
She loves how your tits bounce as she forces you to ride her strap. She loves seeing the tears fall from your eyes. Them running down your round red face. Her holding on your thighs and hips helping her give you the best pleasure you've ever had. OMGGG
Legolas and Aragorn cut through the Misty Mountains on their way to Imladris.
A snippet of chapter 3:
“It will be warmer in the valley, for Lord Elrond so hates the cold,” Legolas remarks. And he can already feel it, that once they enter the veil of Imladris the warmth will run down on them in streams of sun; the daffodils will sway and the world will fill with the sweetness of heather.
“I believe this will be a long path if this chill persists.”
Legolas turns an ear to the sky. “Already I hear the atmosphere passing, it will rain tonight and then tomorrow, I am sure, the sun will smile upon us again.”
Aragorn smiles. “Is that hope or Elvish knowledge?”
“A bit of both,” Legolas laughs, airy and like the tinkling of bells.
“But we will need to make it through this night.” Aragorn shrugs the cloak closer. “If rain comes it will soak us through–even you will feel the cold then.”
I have an idea, Legolas thinks.
“Findis has asked for you,” Nerdanel turns her gaze towards the city which sits brighter than ever, ribbons of candle-light flow gently out of windowsills and shaking hands. She turns her gaze to where she knows Findis waits, impatiently.
“Why did she not come to me herself?” Indis asks. She has yet to face anything but the sea, which moves solemnly as the feet that passed it did.
There is a beat before Nerdanel answers. “She does not wish to leave the light, I suppose.”
Another silence follows that leaves more than dread in Nerdanel’s stomach. Indis was a figure she remembered with decorum, a strong quiet type. But this hush was different, it was loud and rumbling and sent waves of sorrow out into the world.
“Are you angry?” Indis whispers.
“Nay--”
“Not with this. Not about this very moment–I speak about everything. Are you angry?”
Nerdanel does not know how to answer. No would be easy. What is there left to anger at, who can she scream and claw at, the air or the dark? Yes, it is just as easy. She is angry, Indis is angry, most of those in Valinor are angry, or sad, or scared. Frightened. But Nerdanel is more than angry, more than furious, there is so much rage within her she thinks she will die standing. When she carves now it is with hate, every piece she makes carries a semblance of this violence flowing with her. Am I angry, Indis? Nerdanel asks herself.
She does not say most of that.
