જ⁀➴ 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎

୨୧.ᐟBunny season ♡ rin & shidou

.ᐟcw: smut mdni, threesome, rin x reader x shidou, bunny!reader, overstimulation, corruption

"𝐴 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑤" - 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑏𝑦 𝑧𝑎𝑦𝑛

𖦹 ׂ𓈒🐇⋆ ۪

It started with a stare. 

Menacing, rough eyes undressing you. Rin had been eyeing like a hawk since you walked into the party. Half a glass of something swishing around but his eyes bore into you. 

Then shidou shows up, leather jacket and all. He was in your personal space before you could even acknowledge him.

“Well, well, well.” he grins, leaning down to your level “didn’t know they let bunnies into places like this” you step back, eyes wide as the 6ft tall man moves closer not leaving any room to even breathe.

“But i’m no-”

“Oh but you are. You look so high alert like this is your first time at a party. You stand out cause you’re too cute to ignore” he smirks watching you tremble. “And i bet you taste delicious” (i’m sorry) 

His fingers graze your thighs, playing with the lacey hem of your white skirt. You didn’t know what to do. Do you cry? Scream for help? Slap him and end up getting obliterated by him? 

“Back off” the man from earlier cuts in. the same one who was staring you down like you’re the last piece of food on earth. You flinched, looking up at the other guy who was now crowding your space.

Shidou just laughs “aww rin, don’t tell me you already claimed her?” your breath catches when rin wraps an arm around your waist pulling your body flush against his hard one. 

“She not yours” shidou purrs, pushing rin’s buttons

“She’s not yours either” and that’s when you realize they’re not fighting over who can have you but who’s going to ruin you first. 

You don’t remember how you ended up in a vip room of the club the party was hosted at. You were on shidou’s lap, back pressed against his chest, his lips trailing over the soft skin of your shoulder blades and neck. Not leaving a single place untouched. He’d grip your face when he felt like it, pulling you back just to slam his lips down onto yours, roughly making out with them. Poor you who hasn’t even had a kiss is now having to deal with animals like rin and shidou for your first time. 

Rin on the other hand is on his knees infront of you, lips moving along your thighs, skirt bunched up at your hips. He ever so slightly grazes them over your wet panties when he feels like he’s losing your attention. His free hands massage your thighs, large hands painfully squeezing the life out of them. 

“You’re shaking” mutters rin “sensitive already?” 

“I barely touched her. She was made for this, weren’t you, bunny?” shidou muses against your ears making you shiver.

“Say it” shidou grips your jaw making you look at him. “Tell me you like it” 

“I-i like it” your voice comes out broken, only making their cocks strain harder against the tight confinements of their pants

“Atta’ girl” shidou grinds up against you, rin moves your panties to the side and dips his middle finger inside watching your expression change. The way you tighten around him has him wishing he pushed his cock inside, rather than his finger.

You whimper quietly, shidou’s boner pressing into your ass. His hands travel up your waist, pulling down your shirt, along with your bra, intently watching your boobs spring free. It’s cold, your nipples are already hard and perky for attention. Shidou’s thumbs graze them. Pinching the soft flesh.

“So sensitive” he laughs at your expression. He tugs on them earning a loud high pitched moan from you, at the same time rin curls his finger up. 

Was that too loud? Maybe? Your face is red, you want to look away, but shidou’s grip is too strong on your face. You’d run but you’re trapped between 2 literal animals. 

“She won’t last” says rin, thrusting his finger inside of you again and again, biting down on your plush lip.

“She doesn’t need to” 

𖦹 ׂ𓈒🐇⋆ ۪

And then it hits—overstim after overstim. Rin and shidou pull moans after moans and orgasm after orgasm out of you. 

Rin whispers commands like prayers, fingers never slowing.

Shidou talks filthy, edging you and teasing until your brain's gone.

By the end, you’re boneless, drenched in sweat, your mind floating. Shidou kisses your temple like a lover. Rin tugs your chin and makes you look at the mess between your thighs. His ring and middle finger are completely drenched in your juices. He wipes the mess using your poor lacey panties, tossing them aside once he’s done.

“You’re ours now bunny, you can run as much as you want but we’ll catch you” 

“Soon, that pretty, unpopped cherry of yours will be ours too” 

PART 2?

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A/n: i have so many mini one shots planned already. and ikkk guys, i'm getting to the reqs, i'm being kinda lazy rn

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.ᐟfucked up

.ᐟcw: screaming, angry rin, regret

"𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑜𝑤" - 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑎𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑟

⸝⸝♡⸝⸝♡

Your boyfriend came back home, pissed. 

He lost a match. You knew he wanted to be alone, but you just wanted to check up on him. You quietly made your way downstairs to the living area. 

You peaked inside to see rin sitting on the couch, arms around a pillow while he watched his game over and over again. 

“Hi.. baby, i know you probably want to be left alone but i’m worried. You haven’t ate anything all day..” you said softly, standing beside him. 

He looked up at you, jaw ticking, before he looked back at the screen. 

“Not hungry” he said, hoping you’d leave. 

“I know, but I cooked your favorite food to cheer you up,” you said softly, looking at the ground.

“Yn. i’m not hungry.” More bite was behind his words this time. 

“But rin-”

“I SAID I’M NOT FUCKING HUNGRY, JUST STOP!” he yelled, throwing the pillow and standing up. Towering over you. His fists clenched. 

You stepped back, eyes wide as you stared at him in shock? Fear? It took him a second to realize what he just did. 

Your lips trembled, staring at the man you thought you knew. Your eyes burned as tears brimmed your waterline. 

“Fuck. baby, i didn’t-”

“It’s fine.” you said quietly, your voice breaking as you walked away from him. It felt like someone was squeezing the life out of your heart; your chest tightened as you ran upstairs, running to the bathroom. You hear footsteps behind you, Rin quickly follows after, knocking on the bathroom. 

“y/n, listen to me. I’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to yell at you. I swear” he said, his voice coming out soft like he didn’t want to scare you.

“Can you just come out, can we talk, please?” You wanted to speak, but no words came out. You covered your mouth with your hand, warm tears dripping down your face, as you silenced your cries. He internally beat himself up. what was he thinking, taking his anger out on you when you did nothing but want to make him feel better?

“Go away..” it was nothing more than a whisper but rin knew he fucked up. 

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A/n: no one better say the reader was being dramatic (i cry whenever someone raises their voice at me) I'm still learning how to write angst

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whomst am i....

────⋆⋅☆ Fell in lust ! Lust for love

.ᐟCw: Suggestive, street racer!otoya x Stripper!reader, dramatic?

"𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒, 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑝. 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑦𝑒𝑎ℎ" - 𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐

──⋆⋅☆

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Otoya was the type of man who would live at the strip club. He’d literally buy out whatever woman he thought would look best with him. Sometimes for only the night, sometimes the whole day. Sometimes more than one girl. He came alone to relax after a race.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t seem to find anyone who caught his eye. Until they landed on you. You came onto the stage in your tiny little costume, not doing much to cover anything. 

He swallowed hard, not being able to take his eyes off of you. His drink was stuck in his hand and he was frozen, lips parted. He watched you danced around the pole so fucking seductively. He moved down on the sofa he was sitting on, adjusting his length. 

The bright flashing neon lights showed just enough of your smile, curves, body, and face, but not everything. 

He wanted more, he was desperate to see your actual smile, your body without clothes, and especially the faces you’d make if you were under him. 

After you finished up. Someone came after you and collected all the money to bring it backstage.

“Thank you.” You smiled at the guy, he nodded and left. You placed all the cash inside a bag and stuffed it in your locker. You left to get a drink when you were met with an unfamiliar presence standing beside the door.

“Oh, hello? Can I help?” you asked, tilting your head. The guy with the dual coloured hair looked down at you, smirking. He moved in closer, invading your privacy.

"Couldn’t take my eyes off you out there, babe. Looked downright sinful on that pole—had me thinking all kinds of things."

He said not even greeting you back. You were taken aback by the boldness. Laughing under your breath, you smiled at him, thanking him. 

You tried going around him to get your drink but he grabbed your arm, spinning you around to face him.

“Hey! What the h-” 

“Do you do private rooms?” he said, pulling you closer to him. You grit your teeth, placing your hands on his chest to maintain distance. 

“Only for some and i’m on break right now asshole”

You could hear him muttering under his breath, he looked down at you again.

“Please, just 30 minutes, that's all i’m asking for. I’ll give you.. I’ll pay 50k. Just give me a lap dance, I won’t ask for anything else.” 

The fuck?

Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets after hearing 50k? Was he fucking mental? Or just rich? 50k for 30 minutes is beyond insane. Not to mention the fact that he sounded like he was begging. You looked anywhere but at him.

“I..” you sighed, rubbing your forehead. “Look, i’m not doing VIP or private rooms right now but-”

“A kiss.”

“What?” you scoffed, pulling back to look at him like he’s crazy. Oh. Maybe that’s what he was, crazy. 

“A kiss, that's all”

“Dude, listen, i-” he interrupted you again, making you wanna punch him

“75k” 

“Oh my fu.. It’s not about the money!” you said, trying to get it through his thick skull.

“100k” damn. That’s a whole 3-4 months' worth of work, all for a single kiss.

“I..”

“150k” 

“OK! OK!, STOP!” you shouted, pushing him back against the door behind him.

“Jesus, fuck.” you cursed, wrapping your arms around him, though your heels were high as hell, he still managed to be taller than you. 

You tilted your head, leaning in to kiss him. You felt him melt into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer till your chest was pressed against his toned body. 

He didn’t need to strip for you to be able to tell he worked out. 

He moved his hand down, cupping your ass, nibbling on your bottom lip, slipping his tongue past your lips.

Isn’t this going a bit further than just a kiss? Is what the logical thing to think was but instead your mind was foggy, too lost in his expert lips and tongue and the way his boner was pressed against your thigh. 

Even though his length was covered, you could tell he was long. 

You tilted your head back, letting him devour you, your arms tightened around his neck until you finally came back to reality and realized others could probably see you.

“Fuck.. hey!” you whisper yelled, pushing away from him. You looked up and holy fuck did he look hot. 

Lips red and swollen and eyes red around the edges. Did he smoke weed? You cleared your throat, looking away awkwardly. 

“Sorry..” he sighed, seeming down for some reason. 

“My money.”

“What?” 

“My money??” you repeated, lifting your hands as you shrugged. 

You scoffed, of course he was all talk, you can’t believe you just made out with this freaking weirdo and believed he could pay you. 

“Oh yeah, i’d say I’ll write you a check, but due to legal reasons, i won’t do that,” he said, laughing awkwardly, pulling out his phone and calling someone. You lifted your eyebrows, seeing how long he would continue this act. 

“Just drop it, I know you do-” 

Some dude randomly interrupted handing a fat fucking stack of cash to the green and white haired guy. 

Your eyes widened; you don’t think you’ve ever seen this much cash in your life all at once. 

“Thanks, man, ‘preciate it,” he said, and the other black haired dude left. 

“Thanks for the kiss, babe,” he said, placing the stack of hundreds in your hand. It was so big, it didn’t even fit in your hand. 

You couldn’t even bring yourself to respond, you stared at him in pure shock. 

He walked past you, giving you one last smile. You were frozen till you turned around to see the guy was gone. You quickly ran past the large crowd of people who were chatting and dancing until you caught up to him, almost about to exit the building.

“Hey! Wait!” you yelled, out of breath. 

“Hm?” he turned out, wondering if he had left something.

“Tomorrow..” you mumbled, coming closer. “I'm free tomorrow.. If you.. Still want that lap dance,” you said, clearing your throat and looking at the ground. Why the hell were you suddenly feeling shy?

“Heh, thanks, cutie, i’ll come around tomorrow,” he said, waving at you as he left. 

The same friend pulled up, picking him up and both of them left. 

It took you a couple of seconds to realize that neither of you asked for the other's name. Fuck. 

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A/n: for reference. 150k dollars in cash is around 6 inches thick (15.2cm). whats funny, this was initially supposed to be a oneshot but i liked it too much, so i made it into a mini series

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alright i’m out, time to go honk shoo and deal with kenzie’s emotions tomorrow morning (later today since it’s 3am for me)

goodnight

♪ ༘⋆ drawn to you — t.todoroki smau

♪ ༘⋆ vii. the offer 𝄞 ix. family dinner 𝄞

♪ ༘⋆ viii. drive 𝄞 m.list

dabi was leaning lazily against the side of his pitch black car, when you hushed down the stairs of tomura's apartment building to meet him. in his right hand was his phone, that he was haphazardly tapping on and in his left was an untouched coffee cup. nestled between his lips was, of course, a lit cigarette. his eyes locked onto you making your way across the parking lot and he shot his sitter a last message before letting his phone slide into the pocket of his black jeans. by the time you reached him, he had taken another long drag of his cigarette, exhaling the smoke faced away from you. you wanted to tell him, that you didn't mind, but your rising nerves had you bite your tongue. 

his eyes flitted up and down your body before landing on your eyes. he noticed, that you were a bit shifty on your feet and given how he'd last seen you, the anxious state you were in now, didn't exactly surprise him. with a playful smile he took the cigarette from between his teeth and held the coffee cup out for you to take.

"thanks." you muttered, eyes darting immediately to the liquid sloshing around the ice cubes in the cup. your fingers clawed into the plastic, as if you were holding onto that coffee cup for dear life. you took a sip, surprised to find that it tasted exactly the way you usually ordered it. 

when you looked up at dabi with your eyebrows knit in confusion, he just offered you a lazy grin. "not good?" his eyes studied your expression.

you shook your head, taking tiny sips of the drink. "no, no, it's really good." he grinned, watching the wheels turn in your head. even if only for a couple of seconds, he had given you something else to focus your attention on, than whatever terrified you so much about this evening. 

dabi took one last drag of his cigarette before crushing it against the side of a trash can and throwing it out. he nodded his head toward the car. "ready?" you sighed, feeling the exact opposite of ready. but you knew, you had no other choice. "as i'll ever be." you walked around to the passenger side of the car and let yourself drop into the seat. he followed suit and sat in the driver's seat a moment later. without another word spoken between the two of you, you punched your mother's address into his car's navigation system as he backed out of the parking lot.

the first ten minutes of the drive, neither of you spoke a word. you were still nibbling at the coffee and dabi's eyes were focused on the road, though you missed the few times, he glanced over to the passenger seat.

"you ever gonna tell me what's got you so freaked out about this?" his eyes were on you for a bit longer now. though he kept the car pretty steady. your eyes slowly peeled away from him, finding comfort in staring at the slowly emptying plastic cup. he deserved an answer, you knew that. he had agreed to drive up to a stranger's mother's house to have dinner and asked basically no questions about it all. so, yeah, it was safe to say, that he deserved at least some kind of answer.

"my mom and i don't exactly have the most normal of relationships." your eyes were still glued to the last couple of sips of coffee, that you had left. too embarrassed to look at dabi. he wasn't saying a word, waiting for you to continue. not that, a strained relationship with your mother wasn't enough reason. after all, he would know. but something told him, that this wasn't all. "and her boyfriend's a real piece of work."

he almost didn't hear it, with how quietly you were speaking, but the word 'boyfriend' made his ear perk up. you had only really mentioned your mother so far and now dabi wondered, what could a boyfriend possibly have done to have you that terrified of going there. it wasn't his place to continue prying, though. and he could tell from the way your cowering shoulders shifted away from him just slightly, that you were done talking about it, too.

you hadn't even noticed, that he had stopped driving two minutes ago. dabi had parked neatly in the driveway of your mother's house. it was smaller than he had expected, knowing tomura's father, then again, maybe that was just the remnants of the gilded cage he'd grown up in, seeping through to his thoughts. he shook off the cold memories, focusing his attention back on you. if it were in any other situation, he would find it terribly endearing, that you couldn't stop fiddling with the hem of your oversized sweater. or how your eyes were always glued to your feet, the very second a situation became uncomfortable to you. dabi slid his phone into the pocket of his jacket before pulling himself up from his seat and opening the car door. you didn't move a muscle. even as dabi made his way across the car to your side, you were still sitting pin straight; too busy staring at your shoes to notice, that he had opened the door for you.

"ready to go, doll?"

that however made your ears perk up. your face looked entirely devoid of anxiety. rather than the terror in your eyes, that you had tried your hardest to mask for the past forty-five minutes, your face now sported a raised brow and a pursed lip. the exact look of annoyance, that dabi had grown so accustomed to seeing from you. you huffed, not gracing him with any further response and stepped past him. with a low hum and the faintest grin on his face, dabi followed you. neither of you were sure, what exactly you were about to walk into. 

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thanks for the tag 🫶🏼 @chaoslibra

this is the last line in the jason todd fic i just finished writing

“i love you.”

i don’t have that many mutuals so this is great @ezra1ezra @feralshenanigans + who ever wants to join :))

Ahem!

Writing game: Post the last line that you wrote and tag someone for every word of that line.

Thank you @sauron-kraut @cilil and @demonscantgothere for the tags!

“Only if you wish to do so, of course.”

From an upcoming fic featuring Míriel and Ilvananís, an OC created by a friend.

No pressure tags: @batsyforyou @fictionfordays @urwendii @asianbutnotjapanese @niennawept @ruiniel and anyone else who wants to join! (I know I'm three short. Alas 😞)

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who's gonna tell him..

hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader (aizawa!reader) texts

your boyfriend is a little too in his head about telling your father about your relationship

notes: post graduation, reader still lives at home ANON thank you dearly for this request,,, sorry i butchered it a little by derailing the original ask and making it a shinsou x reader. i feel like i'm a little disconnected from father aus to do you proper justice. also sorry for keeping this in the draft dungeons for a month