[andyinchoate]

My top 5 Hot Boi Summer predictions (in no order):

Geordie and Cutie reunion

Blake and Bestie early "friendship" (for the plooot)

David and Angel (idk i think an old classic is coming back around)

Hush and Doc getting up to some general foolery

Anton (the people are starving)

[tarousprettybaby]

Crazy that my bio still says 18 when I know good and goddamn well I'm 21 now lol

[vvhack]

[darling-imobsessed]

THIS MAN HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD

HOW CAN HE AND HIS WIVES BE SO PRETTY

[tarousprettybaby]

The Teacher's Assistant is a Witch {Prologue}

Pairing: Werewolf!Suna Rintarou x Witch!OC (Scarlett Chase)

Summary: Rintarou and Scarlett hear two scarily similar things despite their fundamental differences.

Genre: A little bit of everything I suppose, let's go with dramedy tho lol.

Warning(s): Self confidence issues?, pressure (like a drip, drip, drip.... sorry I'll stop). That's all for rn.

Word Count: 1210

Author's Notes: First time writing in a second, but this idea popped up and I couldn't quite let it go, so this is a tentative series. My first one too sooooo yay! If any of yall remember a while back I posted a snippet I had written of an unnamed story, well this is the start of that! SO I hope you enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated! :)

‘Education is everything in this world. It is fundamental to establishing yourself, your family, your career, your magic, your everything. People pay close attention to everything you do while in school; no matter how big or small you see your school, there’s always a professional looking for a young witch, wizard, or warlock to snatch and mold into a new someone. With that being said, I encourage every one of you to realize that you are the new magical standard. I expect to see each of your names written in the stars in due time. The past faces of Aberghee are intelligent and powerful, show them and us that this hasn’t changed.’

“These words are spoken to each and every class of the Aberghee Academy of the Divine Magic Arts each year by the ever-faithful headmaster. And each year after the opening ceremony, we sum up the events and give an exclusive on some of the most prominent and promising students at the divine Academy.” Rants the nameless and borderline faceless social media entertainer. Her and her coworker grin as they gossip and gasp at the pictures of different students and highlight moments of the festivities. Until they get to one student, in particular, a lull in the conversation appears.

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“But do you really think he is ready?” asks a voice. The tone is steady but holds a tinge of uncertainty to it. The table is silent as everyone looks towards its head in question.

It only makes sense to question what was just said. After all, they all knew from the past what some teenagers could be like. What a teenager in power could be like. The suggestion was a dangerous one, to say the least. He would either crumble or rise. And with Suna Rintarou, it was hard to predict just which one would take place.

“I believe he is.” This voice is steady as well, but unlike the other one, it’s also strong. It’s the kind of voice that sends shivers down your spine. The kind that makes you believe it. The voice of an alpha. “Maybe he won’t take over immediately, but I’ve been training him to take over within the year.”

The murmurs around the table begin like they had been before the pressing question had been asked. Some agreed, and others did not, all unsure of how accurate the words were.

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“Ahhh, the illustrious Scarlett Chase, she’s an interesting one, isn’t she?”

“Woah, just take a gander at this spell she cast during the top student duel! Absolutely breathtaking!”

“Just a show-stopping move, isn’t it?” inquires the female announcer once more.

“Yes, it is, but after all, what do you expect from the daughter of Grandwitch Mary Jane Chase?” counters the male announcer. At the bottom of the screen, a bio for the girl pops up. It reads:

“Scarlett Hyacinth Chase is the 18-year-old daughter of Grandwitch Mary Jane Chase. Currently, she is listed as the 3rd highest-ranking student at Aberghee Academy and the 6th in the whole territory. However, she is expected to overtake Raven Biles as the 2nd ranking at the Academy and to rise to 3rd or 4th ranking in her territory by the end of her final year of studying. Her strength rests in her superior mental magic ability, a skill hard for younger scholars to achieve, yet Chase has mastered flawlessly. In addition, creation magic is also a preference of hers. Perhaps most interesting, she’s expected to take over her mother’s position of Grandmaster within the year, a feat unheard of by the witch republic for over a hundred years. The last time such an undertaking was made in the 18thcentury but was quickly outlawed.”

The announcer’s drone on. About her pedigree, about how she’s set to have a fantastic career as a Grandwitch. They bring up her temperament issues, her rumored superiority complex, the way that no one in the general public truly knows her.

The last words on the subject?

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“I think the chief is correct.” Somebody voices vehemently. “If you look at Rintarou from the scholarly perspective, I think there’s obvious intelligence. The leadership quality is shown on the court. He’s not the captain, but he still has formidable control over the team. And he shows he cares for this community in everything he does. I believe he is ready.”

However, before anyone can really digest the information, another voice speaks up.

“But I have to question, for all that he has accomplished, he has yet to really interact with other groups in the way that a young alpha looking to take over a pack should.” They turn to the head of the table once more. “He hasn’t even left this town, has he Suna-san? What will he do when faced with conflicts from outside, from the Mifel fairies to the east or the Chase witches to the south or-”

“That’s why such an important transfer of power won’t happen until next year. I merely wanted to bring up the topic now, so you all are aware of the changes to come.” Says the woman. The head of the pack. Female alphas were rare and often quite repressed. But for Suna Tomoko, there’s no doubt in her power, at the weight of her words. “My son will take my place next year, and I believe he will be ready by then. I just have a few other things to teach him. He is a talented boy; he will catch on quite easily.”

The others are inclined to agree with her words, the fact their alpha was saying it having little to do with their agreeance. Anyone would agree if they knew Rintarou. He was unique.

“He really is a prodigy, isn’t he?”

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“She really is a prodigy, isn’t she?”

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The tv is turned off after the words are spoken. A shaky breath escapes the lips of the girl as she proceeds to curl in on herself just a little more. So many expectations. Her eyes drift back down to the coffee table, but they focus on the piece of paper. It’s a letter from the dean and addressed to her mother. She knows what it says, and the inside of her chest is similar to that of a volcano. Bubbling and boiling just below the surface in a bid to explode. How will she react to the news? The news that her perfect student wasn’t as excellent as usual?

A prodigy? Me? What kind of bullshit is that? His mind is racing a mile a minute, trying to search for proof of what everyone at that damned table had just claimed. What his own mother had claimed. How could he be ready to take over for her? The boy walks, no he paces, the hallway just around the corner from the council room. Suddenly it all hits just a bit harder, the words that had been said, and he stops. His breath speeds up. It speeds up entirely too quickly; he’s hyperventilating, trying to find his thoughts. It doesn’t work. He’s still racing without even moving. I’m not ready, I’m not prepared, I’m not ready. I can’t do it, not yet.

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©Tarousprettybaby 2022-2023. please don’t repost work.

[tarousprettybaby]

I promise I'll get these kinktober stories out, I've just been drowned in schoolwork so it'll take more time. All of them have some work done on them so they will happen it might just take a backseat.

Also I'll probably start writing some other stuff too, but those will be shorter pieces most likely!

[tarousprettybaby]

Yeah it's the way that those aren't gonna get finished most likely, probably gonna start writing something new soon. Might try a series...

[tarousprettybaby]

I promise I'll get these kinktober stories out, I've just been drowned in schoolwork so it'll take more time. All of them have some work done on them so they will happen it might just take a backseat.

Also I'll probably start writing some other stuff too, but those will be shorter pieces most likely!

[tarousprettybaby]

Eyes Up Here (Day 8)

Day 8 of Kinktober: Takami Keigo

Kink: Voyeurism

Word Count: 604

Warning(s): MINORS DNI, afab reader, masturbating (female and male), cum in pants lol, uhm voyeurism, that should be everything actually, let me know if it's not

Notes from the Author: I can't believe I was actually able to get this edited and everything for posting lol. Pat on the back for me, I'm kinda impressed. Like I said in the last post, this one is shorter, but I think it should be enjoyable nonetheless, now venture below the cut!

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He really shouldn’t be doing this. And that’s the fucked up part, Keigo thinks. He knows he shouldn’t be doing this.

What he should be doing is cleaning off those pumpkins he just got.

No, what he should be doing is carving those pumpkins into wacky little faces.

No, what he most definitely should be doing is making sure those pumpkins look nice outside his door, so his neighbor Ms. Tsuyu doesn’t complain about his doorstep looking a little bear for the holidays like last year.

Sigh

But what is Keigo doing?

Watching you in your living room.

See, he’s noticed that you have a habit of keeping your blinds wide open, and on most occasions, he can understand. Your living room gets sunlight for most of the day from its positioning; you technically are a floor below him, and right now, those apartments aren’t occupied, and you live alone.

But in moments like these, he wishes you closed the blinds not only for your sake but for his. Because right now, he can clearly see the way you’ve spread your legs to make ample room for the vibrator in your hand.

He can easily spot the way you fling your head back in pleasure, obviously enjoying the activity you’ve decided to do.

And he cannot keep his eyes away for even a second.

His cock begs to be let out of the tight confinement his jeans provide, and yet he doesn’t make a move, opting instead to hump the counter ever so often absentmindedly.

I need to carve those pumpkins…

Is what he thinks and while he wills himself to move. To go towards them and forget what he saw across the alleyway. But he can’t. It’s impossible. All he can do is continue watching.

A vein of fear runs through him as you switch positions, slightly positioned towards the window. What if she sees me, then what? But he still doesn’t move. In fact, the thought causes him to let out a little pant, and he grinds into the counter harder.

What do you sound like right now? What do you taste like, smell like? Hell, what does your pretty face look like up close? He can’t help but wonder, and the thoughts are all-consuming.

All he wants is to touch you.

Suddenly, you hunch over slightly. You look to be catching your breath, did you just-.

You’re starting up again before Keigo can even think about it. Rutting against the vibrator that is glued to your clit, desperately trying to reach another high. Keigo wants to as well, and his eyes shut in bliss as he imagines the difference it would make if it were him down there with you. Pants and groans are being let out of clenched teeth as he grinds himself into the counter harder.

He can feel it; he’s so close.

His eyes open to get another look at you in bliss, but he nearly freezes up as he barely catches your eyes looking at him. It’s hardly a second between when your eyes are making contact and when yours are closed, but part of him knows it happened.

You know. And yet, you continue.

His orgasm hits him like a truck. He hadn’t been aware that he was still rutting against the counter while in his thoughts. A dark spot where his tip is, slowly forming on the jeans fabric. He breaths in light exhaustion.

Keigo looks up towards where you were again, but you’re gone now. Back in the recesses of your apartment.

Did you see him watching you?

Had you known the whole time?

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©Tarousprettybaby 2021-2022. please don’t repost work.

[tarousprettybaby]

Innocent Little Thing (Day 7)

Day 7 of Kinktober: Fushiguro Tōji

Kink: Corruption

Word Count: 943

Warning(s): MINORS DNI, afab reader, cunnilingus (male receiving), some throat fucking, lots of sarcastic praise lol, use nicknames’ baby’, ‘bunny’, 'little girl' let me know if there’s anymore cause I definitely forgot at least one lol.

Notes from the Author: This is, of course, making up for the stories I've missed, and hopefully there's one more. It'll just be shorter not gonna lie. I hope yall are enjoying these, even if they aren't coming out on time. I'm sorry about that again.

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God...

Fushiguro Tōji thinks as he looks at you kneeling in front of him. Your entire costume is still intact, and it only makes the coil in his stomach tighten.

“Such a sexy little thing, aren’t you?” he says to you in a low growl, deep and vibrating. You look back at him from your place on your knees, bunny ears tilting with your head.

“Tōji,” you whine to him, receiving a questioning hum in response, “I wanna… help you.”

Tōji puts on a particularly wolfish grin at your words and can’t help the hand that starts at your head with a gentle rub before going to your cheek, cradling it in his big palm.

“Yeah, you wanna help me, baby? Wanna help me with what?” he says.

You huff. He knows what you want. Instead of answering him, your eyes flicker from his to the prominent bulge in front of you. He only quirks an eyebrow, grin still plastered on his face.

“Come on bunny~,” he laughs out the nickname a little, “Gotta use your words like a good girl.’

You let out another huff before shyly looking away and murmuring, “Wanna help you with your….”

His hand strays from your cheek to your chin, firmly turning you to look him in the face. “What was that bunny?”

“Wanna taste your cock, Tōji.” Finally, the words leave your lips soft and embarrassed. The look of you and the sound of your words cause him to twitch.

So sweet and innocent for me.

His grin is once again wicked as he leans back in his seat. “Course you can, bunny. Go ahead, take it out.”

You do so quickly. Wasting no time pulling Tōji’s sweats and boxers down, his heavy cock standing at attention proudly. Waiting for you to pleasure him.

Murmuring lowly, “You know what to do, don’t you, bunny? Or you need me to teach you again?”

Your head shakes, and barely a second later, your tongue is lavishing him in kitten licks. From the pretty red tip of his cock to his balls, which you make sure to spend extra time on. After all, his balls are the most sensitive part of him. He sighs out at the contact but quickly grows impatient.

Tōji’s hand latches onto the hair nearer the back of your head before guiding you away from his balls and pressing your mouth incessantly to his tip.

“Are you sure you don’t need me to teach you, baby? I thought I taught you better than to tease me after all…” he mumbles, a slight edge to his voice. “Get to the real show, ok? my dirty little bunny.”

You don’t dare test him, not really in the mood to get your throat fucked to the point you can’t talk without coughing. Opening your mouth before taking him in, a little past the tip.

Slowly you work towards taking more of him in. With every bob of your head, you sink lower and lower before Toji gets a little too impatient and pushes you down towards his pelvis. Nose squished into the tiny hairs at his base.

Fuck… you can barely even fit me in your mouth, can you…

“Mhmm, ah- bunny see? Thought my little girl needed my help, needed me, yeah?” he questions, looking down at you. You let out a somewhat muffled reply that sends vibrations through his cock, a sensation he immensely enjoys. He lets go of your head, letting you come up for air, gasping. He lets out a coo.

“Aww, my poor bunny. We just need to train that cute little throat, yea?” Tōji says absentmindedly, patting your head. You always look so innocent, he thinks. But he knows you’re not, not with him.

You latch back onto his cock on your own accord, determined to bring him as much pleasure as he usually does you. The continuous motion of your bobbing head is accompanied by your hands, either stroking what’s not in your mouth or playing with his balls.

You constantly change up your pace, making sure that no matter what, you’re continually swirling your tongue around the throbbing cock in your mouth. His groans slowly turn to moans.

“Oh~ Such a good little girl for me.” He coos to you. “Treating me so well.” His words are interrupted constantly by moans and groans of pleasure. He’s taught you well, so well that he’s gonna cum much quicker than he probably has before. “FU- fuck, just like that, shit-”

He cuts himself off by grabbing the back of your head and quickly beginning to fuck your mouth. An action causes you to go bone still, already choking with how harshly he shoves his dick into you.

Tears, spit, and precum drench your cheeks and chin, and the deplorable look only causes Tōji to move quicker.

“Agh, gonna cum, gonna cum, bunny. You ready for it? Oh ~ I bet you are. Be a good girl, take it all down your- AH!” he borderline yells out.

Hot cum spurts down your throat in bursts. His cock throbbing with each spurt.

Once he finishes, he slowly pulls out of your mouth while looking at you expectantly.

You know what he wants, so you open your mouth, allowing him to see his spend covering your tongue. Some of it dripping down your chin. Before any can spill out you close, and swallow the thick load, making a show of it as you open again to let him see it all gone.

“Ohhh, such a good little girl for me… I hope you can keep it up because we’ve got a long way to go.”

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©Tarousprettybaby 2021-2022. please don’t repost work.

[tarousprettybaby]

Our Alone Time (Day 6)

Day 6 of Kinktober: Amajiki Tamaki

Kink: Body Worship

Word Count: 790

Warning(s): MINORS DNI, super soft smut, afab reader, implied creampie (no glove, no love lol), lots of praise, use nicknames’ baby’ and ‘bunny’ let me know if there’s anything else.

Notes from the Author: Hola chicas, how are we doing? I'm sorry for the major delays in these stories. I've been extremely uninspired and just facing writer's block. Life has been good but writing itself hasn't lol. But now I have this and hopefully another story I'm missing too!

================================================“Baby? Bunny..? Y/n where’d you go?” whispers a nervous Tamaki. Damn it, he thinks. He had told you not to go running off all excited. You two needed to stay hidden, innocuous...

Of course, it doesn’t take long for him to find you. Or rather, you to find him.

“BOO!!” you shout while dropping down the tree branch; Tamaki had just passed. Said male let out a surprised squeak, one that you’d later have to tease him for being so cute. “I scared youuuu. Didn’t I, mister. Halloween’s not scary at all?”

A pout graces Tamaki’s face at your words but softens as he hears your obnoxious giggles of delight. It wouldn’t hurt if I just…got her back. As he thinks this, his body melts into the floor, something that your still amused mind doesn’t catch until it’s too late. And just as it registers that your lover has left you, something slimy wraps around your ankle, yanking you towards the darkness of the forest.

Your eyes glue themselves shut as the thing yanking you doesn’t let up. Screams and gasps leave your throat as you’re pulled, twisting and turning, through some trees and past some rocks before you’re stopped into a surface.

Silence overtakes the scene, only your heavy breathing and the idle sounds of the forest surround you before a voice interrupts.

“Sooooo, was that the right kind of scary?” Tamaki chuckles nervously, and it’s only when your eyes connect that he genuinely starts to panic and ramble. “Oh, Bunny! I didn’t do too much right. I-I meant it in g-good fun; I didn’t go too far right. Nothing’s hurt, nothing’s wr-wrong right?” the latter of his sentence is accompanied by his hands beginning to roam your body urgently, looking for bruises or cuts that could’ve been sustained.

Even after literal centuries, he never stopped being so attentive, did he? You think with a shake of your head. The action must’ve accidentally answered his question as his eyes widen comically, and he begins babbling apologies again.

You silence him with a rough push of your lips against his, a smooth rhythm taking over the action quickly from sheer familiarity. Your lips reluctantly leave his as you press your forehead to his.

“I’m wonderful, darling. I’m sorry if I worried you.” You say softly. And while you see him wanting to ask if you’re sure, you don’t let him, stealing another sweet kiss from him.

Neither of you is exactly sure how you had gotten here. Naked and writhing in pleasure on the floor of a random gazebo you happened upon. But neither of you care either.

“Aghh, Tamaki. You feel so good; you make me feel- mhm- make me feel amazing, love.” You moan out. You’re grinding on him, slow and hard, so his cock will hit all the right spots within you. Every roll of your hips causes both of you to call out for the other.

“Bunny, ugh~ You’re so perfect. Feel so good massaging my cock like that.” His hands reach to grope at your hips, rolling and kneading the flesh in his hands. “A l-literal -shit- goddess. I’m so lucky. So lucky~” his words trailing off into more groans as you begin to pick up the pace, chasing your high.

Your hands grasp hard onto his shoulders, digging into the muscles. You’re definitely leaving marks, but Tamaki doesn’t care; he can only babble out more praises. Your hips meet each other in tandem, desperate for more pleasure. More, more, more. It’s an all-consuming feeling.

“Tamaki, fuck, baby, I’m so so close. Need more, need more of you. Please, ah- please give me more!” you moan desperately, eyes connecting with your lover.

And who is he to deny you?

“A-anything for you, bunny. So perfect for me, so beautiful for me. Agh, gonna cum!” he moans into your neck, licking and biting it over again. His hand finds its way to your clit, before rubbing rapid circles into it, the feeling causing you to arch into him.

“Gonna, gonna cum Tamaki. Tamaki~” you gasp out in need, just as you’d find your peak and fall over it, not even a second later comes Tamaki following you into depths of pleasure.

You both barely have the time to enjoy your high and subsequent return before you hear the sound of rustling and voices murmuring. Your heads whip towards the other, eyes slightly widened in panic.

“I believe that’s o-our cue to vanish, darling.” He whispers as softly as he can, and you nod rapidly.

“Until next time?” you say, nuzzling into him.

“Yes, of course.”

And as if the two of you were never there, you vanish just as flashlights brighten the area you had laid.

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©Tarousprettybaby 2021-2022. please don’t repost work.

[tarousprettybaby]

Forewarning I will be posting the two stories for kinktober, just trying to find the motivation to lol. Writing is hard but I don't wanna force it and write something I don't like, so I'm just giving it time... Hopefully I'll have something to post soon

[tarousprettybaby]

Ok so now it's 3 stories but I'm working on them rn!!

[tarousprettybaby]

Forewarning I will be posting the two stories for kinktober, just trying to find the motivation to lol. Writing is hard but I don't wanna force it and write something I don't like, so I'm just giving it time... Hopefully I'll have something to post soon

[tarousprettybaby]

A Late Night Run (Day 5)

Day 5 of Kinktober: Bokuto Kōtarō

Kink: Breeding Kink

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning(s): MINORS DNI, smut, afab reader, some fingering, creampie (don’t be silly, protect your willy people), use nicknames’ baby’ and ‘babe,’ let me know if there’s anything else.

Notes from the Author: Heyyy~ how y’all doing? I honestly forgot that this was supposed to go up yesterday cause I ended up going to a party, lol. But now I’ve made it a little longer as an apology, and I hope you enjoy! :)

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Bo was very… different today.

And not in the way he usually is, where he’s just so excitable and bouncy and basically the opposite of everyone around him.

It also wasn’t in his emo mode way, where no one can possibly console him unless it’s you and involves kisses.

Today, he was agitated. As you watch the man in question get dressed for a late-night run with his pack, your suspicions of something being wrong is only heightened.

What could have happened…

You’re not a wolf, so you don’t have an innate intuition when it comes to your mate about what could be wrong. No, all you have are your eyes and ears to observe his movements and determine what could make him feel better.

As your brain continues working in an attempt to make sense of Bo’s mood, he announces that he’s about to leave. With a rush of enthusiasm, a resounding “Ok!” leaves your lips, and you speedwalk over to him at the front door.

You lightly tug him down to your height to give him a kiss on the lips and nuzzle to the nose before smiling up at him. Although your actions were meant to be a cute ‘I love you, be safe,’ Bo freezes up for a millisecond before a light shake of his head, a terse smile, and walking out the door, all in the span of maybe 5 seconds.

At the door’s closure, your smile immediately drops. The same thing had happened when Kōtarō originally came home from practice; you had given a customary welcome home kiss, and he had seemed shocked almost by the action. Could I have done something you think…but no, Bo is too good not to tell you. It’s basically in his blood.

You spend the hours he’s away doing various things, primarily ones related to your job. Yet you can only stare at a computer screen for so long before you decide to get ready for bed.

A warm shower, washing your face, and a little extra pampering with your more expensive products later, and you’re picking out your sleep clothes. You look for the usual shorts and t-shirt before your eyes catch a pink and black box shoved to the corner of your drawer.

Oh yeah… that’s the lingerie set I got last.

You had forgotten entirely about purchasing it; after all, Bo had been the one to really push you to buy it. Saying something along the lines of ‘But baby, your so perfect it’d be a shame to the store not to grace them with your buying it…’ cue the cute pout and your sigh of defeat as you walked to the counter to purchase the thing.

As you shrugged your shoulders, thinking, ‘what’s the harm?’ you dropped your towel and began sliding the delicate material on. It was a cute baby doll get up in a light purple. With extremely lacey cups that barely kept your nipple hidden and cute little bows and ribbons doting every which way, you had to admit it looked charming.

It’s also comfortable…you could sleep in it.

The thought even crosses your mind that maybe it’ll cheer up Bo too. Although you decide in the end that you’d much rather just talk to him straight up about what’s wrong, that’s better than just going directly to fucking. You’re about to start taking it off when your phone rings. The ringtone tells you that it’s one of your best friends, so you answer and quickly get dragged through a story about her latest romantic escapades.

The clock had just reached 12:24am when you and your friend finally hung up, deciding to meet up sometime soon and get drinks. The convo was an energized one and had taken most of your remaining energy out of you. So in a moment of pure laziness, you decided against changing and simply curled into the sheets and drifted off to sleep.

You’re awoken to a loud growl.

Now you’re not not used to waking up to things like growling or yelling, especially when Bo has just gotten back from a run. Until…

Desperate hands are clawing at you, rubbing your sides and legs, and a pelvis harshly grinds into yours. “Umphh~ Bo, slow down- ah!” you try to get out between harsh, bruising kisses. But he pays you no mind.

“Put on this pretty little set all~ for me, didn’t you, baby? Ah, fuck- you look so good.” A short laugh leaves his lips, body traveling in between your legs, “Need to have you need to have this pussy.”

He’s absolutely insatiable; your panties? Ripped off in seconds, and your cute lingerie? Hanging on by a thin thread. He’s so quick with all his movements, one moment he’s kissing your thighs, the next your clit, and suddenly you have two fingers slinking into your wet heat. The sudden intrusion making you call out and shudder, a reaction that Bo must have deeply enjoyed.

“Fuck baby, you’re always so welcoming to me and to my fat cock. Need to breed this cute little pussy, don’t I?” his words crawl up your skin and wrench a wanton moan from your lips, your head nodding aggressively up and down.

“Please! Please, Bo, need you so bad. Need you nowww.” Your words cut his actions short. His shorts are pulled down under his balls, and your legs pushed over his shoulder are the only actions needed before he slips into your soaking cunt, the both of you letting out loud moans.

But he doesn’t stop, no, not even for one second. As soon as he slides into your pussy he’s immediately pulling out and slamming his cock into you again. A quick pace is started, your legs being pushed back further and further as you clutch him by the shoulders closer, nails digging into his skin.

The pain only causes him to growl out, voice deep and gravelly, “Baby likes it right, likes it when her alpha treats her so good. When her alpha fucks her little cunt silly, yeah?” It all proves to be too much for you, the sound of skin slapping skin and the bed squeaking and hitting the wall, all while Kotaoro’s cock reaches places no one else ever could inside you, you begin to crumble.

Your orgasm rocks you so hard, a warning can barely leave your lips. It’s easily overtaken by high-pitched moans of Kotaros name and curse words. Not that a warning would’ve been helpful as Kotaro only drills you harder through your release, his own being sought now. Desperately he ruts into you, his high just within his reach, and he finally catches it when you beg him for his cum.

“Oh, fuck fuck fuck, baby~ need to fill you up. Need you to give me pretty pups, need to- AGH!”

He stills entirely, and you feel hot rope after rope of cum slowly begin to fill you up. Panting is the only sound in the room now.

He doesn’t roll off you or pull out either; instead, he looks at you before questioning you softly, almost embarrassed. “So…who told you?”

A raised eyebrow and tilted head signal him to add more context, and he adds, “About my rut, was it Kaashi? No! I bet it was Kuroo, wasn’t it?”

“Babe, no one told me anything about… that. I just saw that you were not yourself today and thought this might help…” you said, now understanding his off mood and slight avoidance of affection towards you.

“Oh.” Is his resounding reply, one that has you bursting into giggles and kissing his nose adoringly. “Well, lucky for you, it worked!”

But his sentence lingers in the ear as he now pulls out, a small stream of his cum beginning to flow from your pussy, before he starts flipping you over to your hands and knees.

“Unlucky for you, baby…you made my rut start early, so now we’re not stopping any time soon~.”

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Boku no Hero Academia Fics

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KIRISHIMA EIJIRŌ

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Thinking About...

(I know it’s the middle of my kinktober stuff, but this came to my brain and won’t leave, lol)

Suna Rintarou, which is not new at all

but make him a drummer for a super popular band. and he has pretty tattoos and piercings. the band was formed in his 2nd year of high school with some of his friends, namely atsumu, osamu, and kita. and they get super popular with this one song, and from there, it all goes up.

on the flip side, we have you training to be a professional dancer in high school, and by the time of your senior year, an entertainment company takes an interest in you, and you become a idol trainee. to make a long back story(that I might eventually write out) short, your group disbands, and when it does, you and your best friend out of the group are picked up by another company to become a duo. a very popular duo as a matter of fact.

and thus, both you and suna become rising stars in your respective genres, winning lots of praise and attention. but of course, to keep the momentum going, you need to do fun shows and live streams and one of the shows you get asked on is a youtube channel series. on this show, they have two groups or solo artists or what have you come on, and they have at least one thing between that is complete opposites of each other. then they ask each other questions, have fun, chaos ensues, and the show is just overall pretty popular with audiences.

well, your both lucky enough to be put on an episode together, and once you see rintarou oooooffff, you are all the way fucked up cause all you can think is, “fuck he’s so pretty.’

and this isn’t lost on rintarou, who also finds you extremely attractive from the get-go, sometimes forgetting to actually engage with both you and your partner, not just you.

Flirting happens between both of you for the entire episode, and it’s not lost upon ANYONE. literally, the day before it comes out, you get a call from your manager how is losing it over how whipped you both were and is frantically trying to discern whether they can even let the video out in case fans hate it.

but when it does come out, you’re immediately trending on twitter and rintarous name, and then so is a variety of ship names people are coming up with. holy shit, everybody is eating that shit up, and when you tweet out a general response to everything along the lines of:

‘imma need everyone to slow ya roll for a second because me and this man aren’t even dating and yall have the names of our children picked out already😅’

and rin and his fine self subtweets it saying, ‘ya know it doesn’t have to stay that way pretty girl...💖’

safe to say, twitter had the biggest aneurysm of the century at the both of you.

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Into the Depths (Day 4)

Day 4 of Kinktober: Kirishima Eijirou

Kink: Breath Play

Word Count 1.5k (uhhhh...whoops?)

Warning(s): MINORS DNI, afab reader, cunnilingus (female receiving), uhm drowning (please don't try this at home), choking, breath play themes, probably inaccurate descriptions of how these activities should go. (I'm serious, please don't take this fic as a guide for...anything at all lol), use of the word vixen, pwp, and maybe ooc Kiri (idk just don't feel confident about his personality, or lack of one really)

Notes from the Author: *nervous chuckle* Is my favoritism showing? As y'all can probably this was supposed to be released an hour ago, funny story I didn't write this until the last second tho soooo here we are. I hope you all don't mind the slightly longer than intended story, I had an idea for this one, but I hadn't expected my mind to run with it quite so much lol! Anyways, enjoy!

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The ocean is so very blue. Especially at this time of night, a deep cerulean swirls around you, never-ending and beautiful. Well, not never-ending; the shore behind you ruins the illusion, but it’s a good enough distance that you think nothing of it.

You sigh slightly, letting the peace and quiet envelope you.

So relaxing…

Despite your thoughts, your breath does catch in your throat a little bit, as if your body is more on guard than your mind is currently. As if, in the back of your mind, you can tell that something is nearing you.

But you ignore it. Closing your eyes as you float on your back, deciding to be a little ignorant.

That is until something pulls on the shawl around your waist. It wasn’t a harsh tug per se. In fact, it was barely perceptible to the point that you almost ignored it almost. But no, instead, your eye opened, nothing but the sky in your vision, just as another tug occurred, this one a little harsher.

Ok, never mind, not funny, time to get out of the ocean.

But you barely have the time to make good on your thoughts because whatever it was now has brushed up against you. The bump is just harsh enough to make you startle and throw you off your balance, face now tumbling a little towards the water before you stave it off.

Now that you know something else is here, meeting it face to face does not make you the most excited whatsoever. No, the shore looks like the best place to be next to the unending black ocean surrounding you. And thus, you set off, beginning to freestyle your back.

It’s when you hear a splash behind you that you begin to pick up the pace. Furious arms pumping out in front of you in an attempt to get away from whatever is following you. Shark, dolphin, or hell, even a fucking narwhal, doesn’t matter. You need to get away from it. But it seems you’re guesses are wrong as you hear a sort of chuckle sound behind you. It’s low and obviously male, almost giving you turn. Could someone have possibly been fucking with you? A random frat boy or another leech of society finding a girl alone and deciding it’d be hilarious to scare her?

No, no, no- no, that can’t be it. You’d hear him, see him, anything!

Alas, you’ve thought too long, and in your thinking, your swimming slowed as well. Something, a hand may be, brushes your foot. And before you can truly comprehend it, your ankle is snatched, and you’re drug under.

You fight, and struggle, and try your best to claw away, but it’s of little help. The iron grip of this creature remains, and it only serves to pull you more into the oceanic depths. You’re running out of air as you know it. Think, escape, do SOMETHING. But you can’t.

You’re eyes begin to slide close, the last bits of oxygen leaving your chest.

All of this is so…

Exhilarating.

Air. Oxygen. And a gasp is all you register when you come back. Next is the lapping of water against your body, as gentle and calm as it had been earlier. Then it’s the odd feeling of numbness leaving you. Before finally, it’s the strong arms tightly wrapped around your middle.

“Damn,” a male voice starts, “you really gave me a scare there, babe. Had me thinking I had overdone it!” Rather than responding to the words, you smile. Body curling into his a little as a stretch racks your body, a small whimper leaving your still wet lips. Baby, my song? You are awake, right?”

Oh~, your dear sweet Eijirou, he was always so caring with these things, wasn’t he?

“I am love, I am,” you whisper to him. You feel his exhale against your head as if he had held in a breath expecting the worse. “I’m sorry I worried you. But…I handled it quite nicely, didn’t I?” you speak a little louder now, your tone holding a slight edge to it.

He huffs out, hands moving to your hips as he hoists you up and onto a rock behind, one you hadn’t even registered before.

“Maybe, but you should’ve tapped out when you thought you’d pass out. That’s not good for you babe,” his sentence lingers in the air, letting you know he’s not entirely done yet. “And, I could’ve hurt you; that’s the last thing I’d want.”

His voice is morose and apologetic, a tone you can never reasonably handle coming from him. In an attempt to calm him, your hands gently grasp his face between them, rubbing small circles into his cheeks. You also lean down to kiss his forehead, whispering, “I’m sorry I worried you, love. I’ll be more careful next time. And-”

“Next time?! What makes you think there’ll be a next time.” He inquires incredulously.

You smirk and pull back from your previous position, the simple words “Don’t act like you don’t like it.” Causing red to sprout on his face. You both knew he enjoyed the power he held over you at least a little bit. It only being thrilling because you were both playing with such a powerful concept. Life and death, such an exciting coin to spin.

But your mind was immediately pulled away from this quandary as you instead felt Eijirous head nuzzle into your inner thigh. His own natural mischief-making an appearance as he inquired, in a low deep voice, that always made you shiver, “Well…I think I’ve earned some compensation. Don’t you, my song?” His arms proceed to wrap around your thighs a yank you closer to him as they are now set on his shoulders. Perfectly framing his face with your skin tone.

A shaky breath is what falls from your lips, a hesitant breath as he nips a little at your still-clothed heat.

“Take allll the compensation you need, love, please do.”

At your consent, your bottoms are swiftly removed, and Eijirous face is promptly buried in between your thighs. He takes deep inhales, moaning at your mere scent before beginning to quell his thirst. Extremely lewd slurps and sucks sound from your lower half as Kiri ravages your sex. His tongue, ever dexterous, alternates between figure eights around your clit and plunging into the velvet walls of your cunt.

Moans of pleasure leave you as you enthusiastically encourage and beg him to continue in his pursuits.

But then stops again. Just as you’re about to whine and ask why he did, he simply states, “Wanna try something.”

He pulls your body to a much more narrow part of the rock, laying you across it, so your head is mere inches away from the water, but your pussy is still above it. Ever so carefully, you feel his hand travel up and between the valley of your breasts before reaching your neck. He slowly wraps his hands around it, maintaining eye contact with you the whole time, making sure you’re ok with this, but also turning you on that much more.

He begins to slowly eat you out once again, a mewl leaving your throat at the contact. But in conjunction with this, he also begins applying pressure to your throat, not only cutting off your air supply but also putting you closer and closer to the swirling water.

Your pussy clenches around nothing, something Kiri can feel more than he can see. He pulls from your heat, muttering, “Such an slutty vixen, getting off to me controlling your breath.” He slurps at your entrance again, his tongue once again thrusting into your cavern, seeming to reach deeper and deeper each time.

IF you could get more oxygen to your lungs, you’d be praising him more. His pace has quickened now, flattening his tongue ever so often, so your hips swirl against his face. He alternates between applying pressure to your neck and letting you breathe, the timing never consistent, always keeping you tiptoeing along the edge.

“Mhm- I’m g-gonna cum, Eijirou! Oh fuck fuck fuck fu-” your moans, reaching the level of pornographic, are cut off by his hand tightening more than it had this entire time. The cutoff leaving you a little dizzy and on the path to a euphoric feeling. His tongue never stops moving, and it’s when he nips at your clit a few times in quick succession that you find yourself tumbling over the edge. The high that much sweeter with his hand releasing from your neck and the rush of oxygen making your head swirl.

Your hips rapidly ride his face as you ride out your high, him mumbling out “good girl” and “doesn’t that feel good” right into your pussy lips. By the end of it, you’re practically a rag doll, and the only sounds between you both are the ocean and your pants for breath.

Eijirou comes around towards your face, holding it in his palm-which you kiss- and simply waiting for your response to the events that just took place.

Your reply only has him chuckling and threatening to leave you out for the sharks,

“You take my breath away…literally.”

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