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Winner Takes it All: All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Pairing: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Ratings/Warnings: Explicit,18+

Summary: my fic for the nsfw collab! make sure to read the intro on the masterlist over on @secondhand-trash‘s blog!

When All Might knocked on the door to the hotel room, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Nemuri had set him up on multiple blind dates in the past and none of them had gone well. One had even been with a married woman desperate to “conquer some hero cock.” He shuddered at the thought. That woman had been even more plastic than the action figures they sold of him at Christmas time. Now that his identity had been revealed and he technically wasn’t “All Might” any more but regular Toshinori his life was easier but still difficult in many ways. He worried about any romantic anything ending up on the front cover of some gossip magazine, but Nemuri had assured him that his date was “super discreet” and wouldn’t leak any information. Toshinori had a horrible sinking feeling in his gut when she grinned and winked at him and told him that he was bound to have a “ton of fun,” but seeing as she had already set up the date, he could do little else but to attend. Imagining leaving a poor woman alone and waiting for hours after anticipating a nice outing made his heart clench with guilt. So despite his instincts, he arrived at the hotel at the exact time Nemuri specified. Despite his nerves, there’s no way even the Symbol of Peace with his heroic instincts had any idea what had awaited him behind the hotel room door.

As you got the text that the winner had arrived to claim their “prize,” the churning feeling in your gut intensified. Surely it was just some overweight creep that lived in his mom’s basement that had never touched a woman before. But…what if it was someone worse? They did a background check on the winner and assured you everything was safe but…what if they only cleared their background check because they hadn’t been caught yet? What if they were…a serial killer or something? And here you were, dressed in garters and stockings and nothing else. What would your mom say if you died like this?? Finding out your daughter is dead and is ALSO a cam girl must be—A knock on the door silenced your racing thoughts. You steeled your nerves and wrapped your fingers around the pepper spray you bought, prepared for the worse. “Come in!” you called out, hoping your voice didn’t shake as you put the partial cover you always wore in your videos over your face. The door softly swung open and your visitor shut it quietly behind him. A thin, very tall blonde man entered your vision. As he turned to face you, you both wore matching looks of shock. He was instantly recognizable because you had seen him just a few hours prior when you went to the store to buy your pepper spray. His face was plastered all over almost every single magazine there. “…A-All Might?”

Now when Toshinori opened the door, he did not expect to find someone sitting there wearing only a garter and stockings. What he certainly didn’t expect was for it to be someone he recognized. Nemuri had sent him a link with a winky face and no other message in an email last month. Knowing that usually it was something pornographic but SOMETIMES it was something important in the media about him or news about UA passed down from other coworkers, he opened it. When he did it opened up a video of…you. You were leaning back in a computer chair with a vibrator buzzing away on your clit, biting your lip trying to muffle the moans you were making. For some reason Toshinori found that he couldn’t close the window. He was…transfixed. Your body was natural and you seemed to be in genuine ecstacy. You looked so cute as your legs shook from the intensity of your impending orgasm. “I-I’m gonna…oh god I…I-I’m cumming!” you cried out as you pulled the vibrator away from your dripping pussy. His eyes immediately focused on your reddened swollen clit and spasming hole as more of your wetness seemed to trail down onto the chair. Your pussy spasming desperately around nothing was something that plagued his thoughts and fantasies long after that. He wanted to use his tongue and lick up the wetness and follow it back to your pussy and taste you. He wanted to suck on your adorable swollen clit and hear how many of those cute noises he could draw out of you. So of course, maybe he had pulled up the video a few times afterwards. And maybe he did pull out his cock, heavy and hot and hard, desperate for release. He was only human after all. When you called out his hero name, reality hit him hard. A sudden uneasy feeling and then the corresponding metallic taste in his mouth meant only one thing. “HNNNBGBLERGGAHBLEH!”

Your shock quickly morphed into concern and horror as you watched the Symbol of Peace cough up blood onto the carpet. “OH MY GOD, ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?! SHOULD I CALL A HOSPITAL?!?!? OH MY GOD, I SHOULD CALL A HOSPITAL!” You cried out as you pulled out your phone. All Might lunged for it, panic written across his face. “NO NO NO DON’T! I’m fine, I promise!” In your panic you had whipped off your facial covering and were now looking him directly in the eyes. “U-Uhm….please don’t tell anyone what I look like!” “O-Okay…” All Might replied. Though no longer muscular he was still very tall and had the same piercing blue eyes he always had. Despite what others said, you still found him just as handsome as when he was in his hero form. He was still looking at you in shock, but he seemed to have calmed down a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?” you ask tentatively. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just…something from an old injury,” he replied softly, large hand holding his side. “It happens all the time, but I’m okay.” “Then…does this mean you won the contest?” “What contest?” You furrow your brows in confusion. “You know, the gaming contest?” “T-The what?” As you begin to explain, realization begins to dawn on him. “No. I didn’t win any contest. I…I was set up.” As he starts to tell you his story from the beginning, you start to grow more and more embarrassed. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…you must be so grossed out right now. OH AND-!” You jump up from your seat on the bed and rush to the bathroom. When you reemerge, you’re wearing a bathrobe. “Here I am, sitting bare ass naked, and you were just expecting a normal date. I’m so sorry.” You look at him with guilt and sympathy. “I-It’s okay. I shouldn’t have even been surprised. It was set up by Nemuri, after all.” “Nemuri? Who’s that?” Your tilt your head and furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “She’s the pro-hero Midnight. She always sets me up on “dates” to try and get me to “live a little” or something. As you can imagine, none of them go well. At all. I don’t even know why I let her do it, but she seems to have fun playing matchmaker and usually nothing…like THIS happens.” “P-Pro-hero Midnight watches my videos?” “W-Well…yes, she does.” “And you do too? Is that why you recognized me?” You watch as All Might’s face turns beet red. “W-Well, Nemuri sent me a link in an email to one of your videos. A-And I….I watched it. A few times.” His voice grows quieter as he speaks, turning an even deeper shade of red. You laugh at how adorably shy he is. You never would have expected All Might, the greatest hero of all time, to have a shy side. “It’s okay, no need to be ashamed! I won’t tell anyone.” “You won’t?” “Cross my heart.” He breathed and audible sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair he was sitting from, across from your spot on the bed. “I’m sorry I’m not…what you expected tonight.” “Are you kidding? I was sure I was gonna get some gross basement dweller or a serial killer! Not All Might! You…You’re not a serial killer, are you?” He barks out a laugh that makes your heart do flips in your chest. “Of course not. I try to save people, not kill them.” You dramatically flop back down onto the bed. “Phew! Boy, was I worried for a minute there!” You both burst into laughter. “Still…I’m sure you weren’t expecting someone so old or scrawny. I’m sorry about that.” He glances off to the side as he rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “Hey, don’t sell yourself short! I think anyone would be lucky to have a shot with you. You’re still just as handsome as ever,” you grin cheekily at him. Toshi feels his face heat up. You…you think he’s handsome? “I’m sure you weren’t looking to spend your night with some random nobody from the internet, and a cam girl, no less.” Toshi fidgets in his chair as he looks at you as if to say something and then shuts his mouth. “What’s on your mind? Go ahead, I promise not to judge. I’ve already embarrassed myself quite a bit tonight and you’ve been nothing but nice about it, so it’s the least I can do.” The blush returns to Toshi’s cheeks as he takes a deep breath to steel himself as he looks you in the eyes. “I…I think you’re lovely, and anyone would be lucky to spend time with you. E-Especially me.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks. “R-Really? Then…do you want to?” Toshi’s eyes dart around the room to avoid your direct gaze. “W-Well…what do you mean by that specifically?” “You know…do you want me to sitonyourfaceitsokayifyoudontI’msorryifImadeyouuncomfortablebyaskingbutifyouwantI’mdown??” You stare down at your trembling hands and will them to stop shaking. Rejection isn’t the worst thing in the world…right? “I…I’m flattered but…you know that I can’t maintain my hero form anymore, right? I would…just look like this.” You blink at him owlishly. “Why would I want you to?” Even more heat floods his cheeks. “W-Well…I…I would…I-I think…if you’re fine with me…I would like that. A lot.” Toshi’s eyes finally meet yours, and you’re surprised at the intensity behind his gaze despite his obvious nervousness. “C-Can I…” “Of course, come sit on the bed.” You tense slightly as the mattress beside you dips under his weight. He reaches for your hand as his other meets your jaw and tilts your face towards him. He begins to lean in, closing his eyes, and you feel as if time itself has stopped. His lips softly meet yours and you feel…warm. “Was that okay? I’m sorry, I should have asked first, I-“ You cut him off by steading yourself with your unheld hand on his shoulder and lean in, pressing your lips to his. The world melts around you as you focus on the kiss. It’s gentle and soft and sweet, and you feel yourself melting. Slowly he kisses you harder and lightly touches his tongue to your bottom lip. You open your mouth and meet his tongue with yours, tangling them together. Your hands grasp at his shoulders as he slowly pushes you down onto the bed. “Is doing it like this okay?” he asks between panting breaths. The sight of Toshi’s face, intense eyes boring into you and lidded with desire, red cheeks, kiss swollen lips and panting mouth makes heat shoot straight down your spine to pool in your lower belly. “This is perfect, All Might.” He pauses in confusion for a moment. “If it’s not too much to ask, could you please call me Toshinori?” “Toshinori?” “Yes. That’s…that’s my real name.” You smile softly at him. “Of course! Toshinori it is.” He leans down to kiss you again. His kisses are soft but passionate and breathtaking. You bury your hands in his hair as you kiss him back. Slowly he pulls away, leaning in to press kisses down your neck. He starts softly, but as he continues downward, you can’t help but to let out a shaky sigh. He pulls back. “Still okay?” “Yes, but…just a bit nervous, sorry. Please keep going!” He smiles tenderly at you as he rests his hands on your cheeks and kisses you again. “Me too…I don’t normally do things like this.” “I…really don’t either.” He gives you yet another look of confusion. “Look…I’m new to this whole “cam girl” shit, cause it seemed like an easy way to make some extra money. And when the company sponsored me about this whole event and promised to donate it all to the failing animal shelter a ways from my house…I figured I could do something like this once and help it out. I mean…I figured it can’t be that bad, right? I just have to sit there and moan or whatever and boom, it’s over. Seemed easy enough…and then I can go home and never have to do this again. I’m usually not a “casual fling” type of girl, but…” The retired hero looks at you in surprise and then understanding. “I see. So what made you want to do this with me? I don’t want you to only because you feel obligated.” He pulls back slightly and sits up. You do the same. “Its not obligation, it’s not even because you’re All Might or anything. I just…thought you were cute and I like you and I just…wanted to, I guess. I-If you do.” He turns bashful at your admission. “I-I see. Well, to be honest…I have seen your videos. Quite a few of them actually, not just the one Nemuri sent me. I never imagined I’d ever be seeing you face to face, let alone doing something like this, but…I…I liked them. Your videos. Y-You, uhm…y-you’re very attractive. To me. A-And I’m sure a lot of other people too! B-But I…I like you too. Talking and getting to know you is, uhm…nice.” You beam up at him. “Really?” “R-Really. Of course.” You pull his face down to yours and press your lips against his. “So…can we keep going then?” Toshi relaxes a bit. “If you want.” I do!” He lays you down again and kisses you harder. This time not as soft, much rougher, but still just as passionate. When his lips meet your neck again, he lightly bites down, eliciting another shaky sigh from you. His hands begin to untie the robe at your waist and then slowly slide it off of your shoulders. Toshi sits up a moment to look at you underneath him, dressed in only a garter and stockings, eyes glazed over and hooded, and breathing heavily. You look so good like this, both adorable and irresistible…he hopes he can keep this mental image for a long, long time. He leans down again and starts to kiss from your collarbone downwards, his hands softly coming up to hold your breasts. He cups them gently and then starts to use his thumbs to tease and rub your nipples. A moan escapes you as your eyes automatically shut. “Oh, are you sensitive here?” “Y-Yes, that…feels so good.” He smirks at you as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. “I see. Good to know.” Finally his lips are on your breast as his hand is on the other one. He softly kisses the tip before he slides his tongue out to tease at your nipple, his thumb and forefinger teasing and pinching your other one. “A-Ahhh…that feels really, really good Toshinori! Please…keep going.” He hesitates at the sound of his name being called in your voice. He could listen to it for hours on end and never get tired of it. You crying it out in between pants and moans…He switches sides and continues to play with your nipples. You begin to squirm and squeeze your legs around him. Toshi continues to kiss down your abdomen, one hand at your hip, the other resting on your upper thigh. As his mouth traveled lower, his hand inched closer and closer to your core. He pulled his head back and ran his thumb up your wet slit. You moaned softly again and opened your legs wider. He did it again with more pressure, and you rolled your hips towards his finger. He paused and glanced up at your face. “Toshinori…please keep going. Please…” Your quiet breathy pleas sounded like a siren’s song, and Toshi felt absolutely entranced. Naked and panting like this, wet and waiting undermeath him…He held back a groan as he lowered his head and gently spread you open with his fingers. You felt pleasantly surprised. You figured you might not enjoy this but you found yourself feeling better that you had in a long time. You were even more wound up than when you touched yourself. At the feeling of him spreading your pussy open, you bit your lip and your legs shook slightly. The thought of anyone looking that closely at you would normally make you feel embarrassed, but it just made you that much wetter. How is it that just him looking at you turned you on? He gently ran two fingers up your slit again and then placed them on your clit and rubbed it in a circular motion with the barest hint of pressure. You moaned again, feeling too good to bite your lip to muffle the sounds. Toshinori glanced up again to look at your face. Your eyes were closed in bliss, your mouth open and your eyebrows drawn slightly together. You looked absolutely lovely, and Toshinori felt awestruck for a moment. Then he finally ran the flat of his tongue up your pussy, ending with the tip of it pressed to your clit. He repeated the motion and then sucked your clit into his mouth and groaned. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your hands slid into his hair. He felt his eyes roll back into his skull. You playing with his hair felt so, so damn good. He slid a hand up to your inner thigh to spread it open as he slid his tongue down inside of you. You couldn’t help but start to grind your hips into his face. You tasted so good. You were so tight and warm around his tongue. He began to move it in and out of you. Your hands tightened in his hair as you continued to moan. He began lapping at you in earnest, and then sucking your clit again as he slid his middle finger into you and curled it up against you, sliding a second finger in alongside it. He started to suck at your clit harder, tugging at it with his lips and making you cry out even louder as the pitch of your voice went higher. Toshi pulled back to look at his handiwork. Your clit was reddened and swollen, your pussy stretched around his fingers as your wetness coated them completely, slowly seeping down to your wrist. He let out a moan as he dove his back down to your clit and continued to tease it with his tongue and suck at it with his mouth while his fingers continued to fuck into you from below. You were beyond coherent thought at this point. This felt…better than any toy, that’s for sure. His hair was so soft between your fingers and speaking of fingers…his were thick and long and stretched your pussy out just so nicely. Is this man a god? Well…when you consider his hero career, the answer was probably yes. But finding out he was mindblowing at this as well…You felt yourself getting close. “I-I’m gonna—oh fuck oh my GOD—I’m gonna cum – Oh! Oh shit!—I’m gonna cum soon! Ah! Ah!” Toshi moved his fingers faster and sucked even harder at your clit. He pulled his mouth away from you for a moment. “Fuck, you look so—ugh—so perfect like this. Cum for me, just like this. Please. Just for me.” Hearing the deep and erotic rumble of his voice sent you over the edge. “I’m cumming Toshinori, oh god oh my fuck I-I’m—” You cut yourself off with a loud cry as you reach your orgasm, seeing pure white behind your eyelids as your whole body seemed to tense and shake with pleasure. He slowed down as you finished and pulled his fingers from you. You let out a soft groan under your breath as you looked down at him. His hand was covered in shiny fluid from his fingers to almost to his elbow. Did…did you do that? You sit up and try to catch your breath, struggling against the boneless feeling in your limbs. “Oh my god, I’m sorry! I didn’t know I….I didn’t even know I could do that!” Toshinori moves his hand up to his face and slips his fingers into his mouth and closes his eyes as if he can’t even hear you. You stare at him, wide eyed and slack jawed. He slowly opens his eyes and blinks as if coming into focus. “Did you say something?” He asks, head slightly tilted. You simply shake your head no, too overwhelmed to say anything else. “I hope that was okay.” “Okay? That was…way more than okay. Wow. I still can’t even…wow.” He chuckles. “You…you are absolutely adorable.” “I am?” He begins to laugh outright. “Yes!” You join him and laugh until both of your stomachs hurt. As the laughter subsides, a tense silence follows as neither of you knows what to say. Toshinori begins to get off the bed and leave as you grab his hand. “Wait…I know this is kinda the wrong order to go about things, but…could I have your number maybe?” He looks at you in surprise and then smiles wide enough to light up his whole face. “Of course. Maybe we can get dinner next time or something like that?” “I’d like that.” He turns to go, but stops and cradles your face in his hands to press his lips to yours. He slowly pulls away. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” As he shuts the door behind him, butterflies come to life in your stomach as a smile reaches your lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it too.” you whisper to yourself in the now empty hotel room. Love can bloom in the strangest of places, you think as you lie down on the bed and wait for your heart to slow back down to normal.

𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕡𝕥.𝟚

𝕀ℕℂ𝕃𝕌𝔻𝕀ℕ𝔾: 𝕒𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕕𝕠, 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕒, 𝕜𝕒𝕫𝕦𝕙𝕒 𝔾𝔼ℕℝ𝔼: 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥/𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥

part 1

𝕒𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕕𝕠

Albedo would look at you with a hint of concern in his eyes, making sure you put the right amount of medicine that would heal it.

You were just finished fighting gathering some whopper flowers for one of Albedo's experiments when one of them popped out of the ground behind you and stabbed its cyro into your back, making you yelp in pain. You turned around wincing and fought it off.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ 

You were walking back to Albedo’s lab after you finished patching up the wound. You were wincing while walking to make sure you have a pyro seelie next to you so you wouldn’t collapse. 

You made it to Albedo’s lab, seeing him at his desk taking some notes on his experiment. 

“I got some of the whopper flowers you needed Albedo” You said while walking up to him, taking the whopper flowers out of your bag.

“Thank you Y/N, I hope it wasn’t a difficulty getting these” He took the whopper flowers and stood up next to you.

“Not at all” You then made your way to your desk, carefully sitting down

Albedo examined you, he knew you were hiding something. 

“Was it really an easy journey getting these Y/N?” He put the whopper flowers down on his desk and made his way to yours.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t it be?” You looked up at him, making sure to have your voice sounding normal

“Then what is this?” He said, pointing to the patches on your back

“Huh? Oh! Nothing really, I just tripped coming back here” You were breaking character for a second, feeling nervous he would find out

“It doesn’t look, or feel like a scratch Y/N, this is none other than a whopper flower attack”

“You don’t have to worry about it that much Albedo” 

“Of course I do, you're my lover. Let me get it checked out to make sure it doesn’t get infected” He grabbed your hand

“Okay Albedo” You stood up letting Albedo check your wound

𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕒

Thoma would obviously be worried, he would try to get everything you need to patch it up.

You were making your way to the Kamisato Estate, holding on to a piece of fabric tightly near a giant wound.

On your way back from the Chinju Forest, when a lawachurl came up from behind you and swung its giant ax towards the side of your stomach, causing a huge injury that would leave a big scar.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ 

“Welcome back Y/N, was your walk alright?” You opened the door, revealing Ayaka and Thoma eating some dango.

“It was alright Ayaka, I’m just going to head to my room now, I need some rest” You wanted to get to your room as soon as possible before anyone would notice the wound.

“Weren’t we going to go out to get some lunch Y/N?” Thoma was confused on why you wanted to go rest when you were all energetic that morning.

“I’m very sorry, we could go next time Thoma” You then walked past them, walking into you and Thoma’s shared bedroom.

You were feeling so overwhelmed with the situation. So you lifted up the fabric, making more blood leak out of the wound. 

You were so focused on trying to find a bandage to seal the wound that you didn’t notice Thoma walk into the room.

“Wha! Y/N, you’re bleeding!” Thoma screamed as he ran to your side

“Oh, Thoma. I didn’t see you” You didn’t want to worry Thoma too much, so you tried to sound as calm as possible, holding back tears.

“Let’s not focus on that right now! I’ll go get a first-aid for your wound. Here, put pressure on it with this” Thoma gave you a towel to cover up your wound while he ran out of the room.

You were putting pressure on your wound when Thoma ran back into the room.

“Okay, I got some alcohol and bandages, so just lay on the bed, and I’ll take care of it” He let you make your way to the bed and he took out the medicine.

“You really don’t have to worry yourself that much Thoma, I could have patched it myself” You sat up on the bed after you put the bandage on your stomach side.

“Don’t say that Y/N, you’re my lover and I’m yours, so we both have to take care of each other” He looked at you with concern in his eyes.

“I’ll make note of that” You said while you embraced him and he embraced you.

𝕜𝕒𝕫𝕦𝕙𝕒

Kazuha would mentally curse himself if he saw you were injured.

You were patching the wound you have gotten that morning when you were trying not to fall off the Crux during a violent storm.

It hit that morning unexpectedly so you got some of the members back to safety in their rooms where one of the arrows from the bins got out, you were making sure you were stable not to fall when you slipped and cut your hand on the metal of the arrow. 

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ 

You got the last bandages wrapped around your hands so you could head out of you and Kazuha’s room. 

You headed out of the room to be greeted by one of the members thanking you because of that morning.

“Thank you for bringing me to safety this morning Y/N” 

“It’s not a big deal, just trying to help”

“Is your hand okay?” They were pointing toward your bandaged hand

“Oh this, just a cut from one of the arrows today. Don’t really feel anything now though” You showed them your hand.

“Okay, have a nice rest of your day” They then walked away to the other side of the ship

You made your way to where everyone was making some food. You joined in on one of the conversations with some other members of the Crux, cooking beside them as well.

“Alright! We could all have a party tonight! We just have to ask Captain Beidou” One of the members said

“Absolutely, after lunch, we should go ask her. She’ll probably say yes though. She always does” The other member says

“Would you be their Y/N?”

“Of course I’ll be there, who would miss out on a party?” You smiled at them

They all ate their food, then walked away towards Captain Bediou when you were pulled aside by your lover, Kazuha.

“Oh, hello Kazuha. Are yo-”

Kazuha grabbed your hand and looked at it a little, then he looked back up towards you.

“Did a member tell you Kazuha” You remembered showing the member your bandaged hand that afternoon, they probably told Kazuha about it after that.

“That’s besides the question. How did you get this”

“It was this morning, one of the arrows slipped out of it’s barrel and cut my hand”

“Just make sure to come to me if that happens Y/N” Kazuha looked at you, you could feel that he blamed himself for letting this happen to you.

“Of course Kazuha, just don’t be blaming yourself about these kind of things, I’ll be alright” You did a warm smile

Kazuha looked at you then smiled back. The both of you then made your way to the other group of members.

HE FORGETS YOUR ANNIVERSARY

pairing: miya osamu x f!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, angst to fluff

word count: 1.9k

tonight was the night you have been looking forward to for weeks. tonight was you and your boyfriend’s anniversary.

it took a month of watching the restaurant’s website and calling the hostess to get a reservation. you had been wanting to eat here ever since you moved in with your boyfriend. you two were supposed to be celebrating four years together, and there you sat.

an hour had gone by and your boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

you shift uncomfortably in your seat. you could feel the eyes of other diners burning into your skin. you could feel their pity.

“is she sitting alone?”

“how long has she been waiting now? how sad…”

the waitress kept coming to your table with an expression that seemed to hold more worry the longer you sat alone waiting.

she approached you again and asked, “would you like to order, ma’am? or do you want a little longer to review the menu?”

“just a bit longer please.” you murmured quietly.

“of course.” and she disappeared behind the doors of the kitchen.

a sigh escaped you once you checked the time on your wrist watch again. he’s now an hour and 25 minutes late.

will he ever come?

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YOU MAKE EDDIE MUNSON CONTENT TO??? NCEJHBWUE

no bc eddie suckin tits :( i need….he’s probably so messy n loud i hate him so much

Contents: Kissing, nipple sucking, nicknames, hickeys, mentions of weed, 18+ characters, not beta read sorry if there are spelling errors :(

notes: fank you bunni 🥺🥺 I love this sm

Eddie had just gotten back from his hellfire club meeting and you were on the couch waiting for him while watching reruns of some old tv show. He opens the door and makes a beeline straight for you in the living room, sitting next to you and patting his lap.

you've always loved sitting one Eddie's lap, he always hugs you so tight and you get to nuzzle your head into his neck more than usual. The smell of weed and cheap cologne filling your nostrils, instantly feeling calm as his signature scent fills your head.

But this time, he had a different plan, his lips were on yours quickly. His calloused lips clashing against yours for dominance in the kiss. Strong hands find their way to your hips, softly and slowly gliding up and under your shirt, eventually stopping when they reach your ribcage.

"Can I take this shirt off, babygirl?" His voice fills the room as he is already tugging on his old hellfire club shirt that you are wearing. He gave it to you when you said you loved how he smells. You nod softly as you continue to kiss him, lifting your arms up aso he can take it off you easily.

Your lips pulling away from his as he pulls the shirt over your head, a soft whine coming from you when the kiss is broken. Yet not even a second later his lips move to your neck, his tongue trailing down your veins as he looks for your sensitive sweet spot. Once he finds it, he latches onto your skin, sucking a deep purple hickey into your soft flesh. His teeth against your skin send a shiver through your body, causing you to moan and wiggle against his noticeable bulge in his pants.

You were so needy for him, the moment you heard his keys in the door your body went haywire for him, all your senses heightened so you can get the best experience of being with Eddie.

"y/n.. fuck you look so good today" He mumbles against your neck, the way he says your name makes your thighs quiver. He quickly moves from making marks on your neck to pulling your bra off your tits. Groaning as he sees your perky nipples and perfect breasts, unable to help himself as he grabs one of them and starts kneading it.

Not wanting to leave your other breast out of the fun, he envelopes your nipple with his warm mouth, his tongue swirling against the sensitive bud and his teeth sometimes grazing against it as well. Unable to resist, he pinches the nipple that's being held by his hand. Savoring the sound he pulls from you when doing so.

"E-Eddie.." You breathily moan his name, which causes his cock to twitch in his boxers, unable to help himself after hearing you say his name in such a sweet tone, he pulls you to him and flips you both over. Fumbling with his belt as he looks up at you.

"Fuck pretty girl... I've been waiting for this all day"

Devils roll the dice. Angels roll their eyes (Chapter 1)

Of course, you always knew that the angel and devil on people's shoulders can manifest into a physical form. But you didn't expect it to happen to you. And most of all, you didn't think they'd be so sexy.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader (female) x Yuuji Genre: Urban Fantasy AU, fluff, smut Word Count: 7k Playlist: Angel and Devil Warnings: 18+, smut, threesome, poly, oral, fingering, creampie, anal. Mentions of a car accident in the past. Religious themes, sacrilege. Yuuji is an angel, and Sukuna is a demon. They will have a romantic and sexual relationship with reader and each other. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Thank you so much to my sweet friend @tinymaru for giving Yuuji and Sukuna their angel and devil look in the header! Love you!

This story is my contribution to the Heaven and Hell collab. Thank you so much to the lovely @semisgroupie for hosting this amazing collab! Also: Happy Birthday to you, Venus!!

They appear at your table without warning.

One moment you're wallowing in self-pity, wiping away some tears while taking a sip from the comfort-milkshake you ordered for yourself here in the slightly shabby diner you always go to after work when you're close to breaking down. And the next moment, you become aware of two tall figures stopping in front of your table.

You look up in confusion and slight alarm. What the fuck is it now? Not enough that you had a stressful day at work with two customers yelling at you on the phone while you had to stay friendly and professional, your shitty coworker ratting you out to your boss about a mistake you made, and that boss telling you that you have to take one more shift because your department is horribly understaffed. And now it looks like you're gonna get robbed or something in this shitty diner. Just great!

You're too done to even be scared as your gaze lands on the two strangers who dare to add even more problems to your already stressful day.

You blink in confusion. They look so much alike that they are probably twins, definitely brothers. Pastel pink hair, almost identical haircut, tall, buff body, very attractive. But as much as they look alike, they also give off very different vibes.

One of them is wearing all white. The other all black. One of them is smiling brightly. The other is glaring at you menacingly and has black tattoos lining his handsome face. One of them has honey-colored eyes that look golden somehow, and the other has maroon-colored eyes that seem to glow red.

It doesn't make sense. One of them appears bathed in a golden light while the other is standing enveloped in shadows. How is this possible? Is it a trick of the light? But the rest of the diner looks just like always.

Maybe you are finally losing your mind.

The smiley one in white lifts a tan hand in a little wave, and his smile grows even brighter. He looks like some college jock or something. Very handsome, dressed in sporty clothes, a soft-looking white hoodie, skinny white jeans, and matching white sneakers with gold-colored shoelaces. It suits him and accentuates his athletic build.

"Heyy, (y/n)! Did you have a rough day at work again, sweetheart? Can we join you, please? We're here to help!"

His voice is warm and pretty.

Pictures appear before your mind's eye: Honey and sunshine, gold wrappers around caramel chocolate, soft candlelight on a romantic date.

You furrow your brow in confusion. Why do you describe a stranger's voice in such a poetic way? Where is this coming from? And why does he act like he knows you?

You look directly into his eyes, realizing that he really has golden eyes. Are those contact lenses? And what does he mean, they are here to help you?

"Um...who are you?"

You hear an annoyed-sounding huff, and your gaze snaps to the guy in the elegant tailored black suit. His glowing red eyes bore into yours, making you feel strangely naked as if he can not only see through your clothes but also through your skin and flesh and see right into your heart and soul. It's a creepy feeling. You shiver slightly, unconsciously hugging yourself.

But you can't look away from him, as scary as he is. You imagine this is what it feels like to be trapped in a Venus flytrap. Knowing you will get devoured but still being attracted to the seductive scent of nectar that lured you in with the temptation of the most delicious meal you ever laid your eyes upon.

His muscular arms are crossed in front of his broad chest while he musters you as if you really are a mere fly. His voice is low and velvety, sounding somehow inappropriately erotic even though his reply isn't sexual in any way.

"What does it look like? We are your angel and your devil."

The same thing that happened when the guy in white talked to you happens again: Pictures appear in your mind. Dark red silk sheets, red neon lights, lovers entangled in a passionate embrace, a fire crackling in a fireplace, a juicy red apple offered on a plush velvet pillow. Temptation incarnate.

You realize that you moved closer to the edge of the bench. Closer to him. Your eyes widen in shock, and you grab the table tightly to stop yourself from moving.

His words slowly begin to register. Your eyes widen, and your mouth falls open in a surprised gasp.

"What? But..how? Why? How come I never saw you before? I...I thought I didn't have an angel and devil..."

The guy in black, your devil, you assume, clicks his tongue, raising his eyebrows while he lifts one elegant hand and inspects his slightly pointy black nails, looking so arrogant and annoyed but also sexy as hell. Literally.

A hysterical-sounding chuckle escapes your lips. But you fall silent when your devil speaks up again in his low, seductive voice:

"There was no use to show ourselves. Trust me, I didn't ask for this. I'm pretty busy ruling my circle of hell. I don't even know why I had to be bothered with something mundane like looking after a human anyways."

His little rant gets interrupted by the one with the golden glow around him. Your angel. He laughs softly, sounding sweet like cotton candy at Disney Land on a beautiful summer day.

His hand lands on the devil's arm, smacking it lightly. Tan, golden skin on black fabric, casting a warm glow over the shadows that seem to gather around your devil.

"Oh, please, don't act so almighty. I bet you are pretty bored down there on your lonely throne. I heard there's not much going on in the seventh hell circle apart from that river of blood."

He turns to you with a cute smile on his pretty face:

"I'm glad to finally meet you again, (y/n)! I've been watching over you for several years now. Can you recall your 18'th birthday when you got into that car accident? Maybe you remember me."

A memory comes to you. Lying in the wrecked car, waiting for help to come or for death. And suddenly, a soft glow. A feeling of peacefulness and safety washing over you. A warm hand holding yours, soothing words whispered to you, comforting golden light in the middle of the night.

A reassuring smile, pink hair, and a golden halo on top, something feathery soft brushing against your arms. A sensation of being wrapped in love and hopefulness.

"It's ok, sweetheart. Help is on the way. They'll be here any minute now. I'll stay with you until then. You'll be ok, I promise you. I got you. Just look at me. You're doing great. You want to live, right, sweetie? And you will. I love you so much, don't forget me, ok? Maybe we'll meet again."

You thought it had just been your delirious mind, high on adrenalin, confused from the shock.

"Wait.. so that was real? Are you...what? My guardian angel?"

"Yep, that's me! Yuuji, your guardian angel! I mean, it's my second job. We have a bit of a staff shortage since the world population has been increasing so much. So you only get one angel for all your needs and not several ones. I'm also the angel to guide your conscience. That little guy on your shoulder."

He looks at you with his big golden eyes, nodding and smiling, looking as if what he just told you isn't the craziest thing you have ever heard. Staff shortage in heaven, huh?

And describing himself as the little guy on your shoulder when nothing about him is little. He is tall and muscular, the glow surrounding him making him look ethereal, so powerful that it should be terrifying but instead makes you feel safe and protected.

Your mind is still struggling to accept that you met the angel and devil on your shoulder in the flesh. They really exist! Of course, you know that supposedly everyone has them, and some people meet the manifestations of them. You have even seen people accompanied by their angel and devil, but somehow they never looked so...so beautiful! They just looked like regular humans. Maybe only the people they belong to can see their true form?

Your angel, Yuuji, takes a step towards you. You can feel his aura. It's like feeling the sun coming out and warming you after shivering in the cold. It's like that sudden spark of hope you get when you receive good news. It feels like comfort and safety and love, and you almost start crying because it's so beautiful.

Your hands twitch and move forward out of their own accord. Before you can stop yourself, you tentatively touch Yuuji's hand with your fingertips, giving in to the need to touch this comforting aura. You feel warm and soft skin under your fingertips.

The angel laughs, a lovely sound like sunlight and diamonds glittering on wedding rings made of pure gold.

He turns his hand, so his palm is looking upwards, and he can take your hand in his and intertwine your fingers. His touch is gentle and reassuring. You remember it. It helped you in the darkest and loneliest moments of your life when you were lying in that car, so sure, there was no hope left until he appeared and wrapped you in his love.

A choked sob escapes your lips as tears gather in your eyes, and you tighten your hold on Yuuji's hand.

He squeezes your hand gently.

"Aww, I'm sorry, this must be a lot for you right now, sweetheart."

You are barely able to nod while staring at your hand in Yuuji's bigger one. You are holding hands with an angel!

"Y..yes.. this is kinda crazy."

A mocking-sounding laugh makes you turn your head towards your devil who's watching you with a rude look in his pretty eyes, which sparkle like rubies.

"Are you always this slow, princess?"

What is his problem? What did you do to piss him off that much? Your initial fear is forgotten, and you glare back at him.

"Are you always this grumpy?"

His red eyes flicker suddenly. They already looked devilish a moment ago, but now they are blazing with neon red fire. Your hand tightens its hold on Yuuji's. Maybe it wasn't the wisest decision to argue with a Lord of Hell. You are really grateful that your guardian angel is here too!

But to your utter astonishment, all the devil does is laugh softly before sliding into the booth and sitting down on the bench across from you. He places his elbows on the sticky table, resting his chiseled chin on one hand as he smirks smugly at you, eying you so intensely that it makes your skin crawl. He looks at you like a cat looks at a new plaything, a little mouse or bird it can toy with before it eats it.

His low voice is a sexy purr, seductive, making you lean towards him despite the fear you feel.

"I am Sukuna, your devil, and the one you should always listen to. I'll explain this only once, so you better listen closely, my dear:

I assume you are at least familiar with the concept of every human getting assigned a personal angel and demon, right? Our job is to guide your conscience. Some people never meet their angel and devil in the flesh because there's no need for it. They just go on about their boring everyday lives without much ado. Others meet their angel and demon at some point in their lives because a situation calls for it. And that's the case with you."

Somehow he's so close to you now, and one of his large hands reaches out to cup your chin with his thumb and index finger. You are mesmerized by his glittering red eyes, the black lines adorning his pretty face, his seductive voice, and the arrogant, sexy smirk on his pink lips.

The lips which are so close to yours now that you can feel his warm breath caress your skin when he continues to talk:

"There's only so long we can sit something out. But your constant worrying and obsessing over your job situation made it necessary for us to manifest in the mortal world. So now we're here at your disposal, unfortunately."

The last part is breathed against your lips, almost sounding like a moan, making you press your thighs together as your lips part in a soft groan, causing them to touch your devil's sinfully soft lips, sharing an accidental, almost-kiss that sends sparks through your body.

He pulls away with an evil grin on his handsome features, leaning back against the backrest of the bench, looking so conceited that it's infuriating.

You lick your lips and clear your throat feeling a bit dizzy. But Yuuji's strong warm hand squeezes yours gently, and it helps you focus again. Your angel joins you on the bench now, sitting next to you, sliding so close that you can feel his body heat next to you, warm and comforting.

You give him a grateful smile before looking at your devil again.

"Ok, thanks for the explanation. But um, look, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but why exactly are you here, Sukuna? Wouldn't it be better to only have an angel who guides us, humans? So we would make the righteous decisions?"

"That's not how it works, princess. What would hell be like if everyone made the right decisions and behaved themselves? We need souls down there too."

"Oh, that sounds extremely trustworthy, of course. Yep, I'll definitely listen to your advice now."

He sighs at your sarcastic reply, but you see the amusement in his ruby eyes. The devil seems to enjoy this situation a lot more than he claims to do. Maybe it's really boring in his circle of hell.

"Trust me, I'm not planning to drag you into hell with me. You already sound like a real brat. I wouldn't want that around me all the time! And my advice is useful. An angel will tell you to put others first, but a devil like me will help you fight for your own goals."

Next to you, Yuuji laughs softly, but his laugh sounds happy, genuinely amused, and good-natured.

"Sukuna is right. You can benefit from your devil's conviction. That's what this is about, after all. There are always two sides to everything. And we help you find the way that's best for you. Hey, can we order something now? Those milkshakes and burgers look delicious! I always miss human food when I'm not here!"

His pretty face is alight with excitement, golden eyes sparkling happily, sunshine smile making him look so beautiful that you can only stare at him with a warm feeling spreading through your chest and butterflies beginning to set flight in your belly.

"Of course, I'll order all the milkshakes and burgers you want, my sweet angel. You can have anything you want."

You blink in confusion. Why did you say that? Sukuna's laughter carries to your ear, and his amused, sexy drawl:

"And you thought only the demon would be dangerous, hm? Well, darling, your angel boy here is a hazard too."

At the same time, Yuuji exclaims loudly:

"Oh good Lord, I am sorry! Did I use some angel power? I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry, sweetheart! You don't have to buy anything for me! I have my own money!"

Angel power? Making you want to buy things for him and kneel in front of him to worship him and offer all your belongings to get a bit of his heavenly love? Wow.

Your life will definitely be a lot more interesting from now on, with your angel and devil by your side.

But Yuuji and Sukuna manifested here to help you, right? And you really could use some advice when it comes to your problems at work.

Also, they look really cute when they both sip on their milkshakes, vanilla for Yuuji, and maraschino cherry for Sukuna. And very pretty. And so sexy. You can't stop staring at them.

Whoever is in charge of assigning an angel and devil to a human did a fantastic job when deciding you'd get such gorgeous messengers of heaven and hell!

"So, are you gonna be here all the time? My apartment isn't that big, you know?"

It's a strange feeling walking down the street to your apartment flanked by those two tall pink-haired guys, knowing they are your personal angel and devil. The weird thing is not that they are here, but that it feels so natural as if they belong here by your side.

You just worry a bit as you near your home because you don't have enough space to have them both staying over. The couch is the only space besides your bed that can function as a sleeping place, but it only has enough room for one person. Or angel. Or devil. Do angels and devils even sleep?

Sukuna's deep chuckle lets you see more images in your head. A dark red velvet blanket and silk pillows, red candle wax dripping onto naked skin, crystal glasses with red wine standing on a nightstand, two figures entangled on a richly decorated bed, passionate kisses, rhythmic thrusts, and cries of pleasure.

"Oh princess, don't worry about that. I can just sleep on top of you. And angel boy here can sleep on the floor. Just use your wings as cushions, sweetheart."

"Oh heavens! I won't let you molest (y/n)!"

"It's not molesting if she wants me in her bed, and let's face it. All three of us know that she does."

The smirk on his face is so insufferable that your fingers twitch with the need to punch him. But Yuuji's warm touch on your arm makes you take a deep breath and instead just reply:

"Oh, is that so? Maybe I want Yuuji in my bed!"

"Look, there's no need to fight! We don't have to be here all the time. We will always be in your soul, yes. Watching you and your surroundings, but we don't have to be here in the flesh all the time. Only when we want to communicate with you."

Yuuji smiles reassuringly at you, solving the problem with that useful piece of information that your devil decided to withhold from you. But the relief is short-lived because Sukuna's velvety voice drawls:

"Well, then leave, little angel brat. I sure as hell won't."

Smug satisfaction is spreading over his handsome face. Yuuji's eyes turn so golden that they are blinding to look at here on the dark street. He sends your devil an indignant look.

"If you're not leaving, I'm not leaving either!"

An hour later, you have managed to shower and get ready for bed and are now lying on your side with a nervously fluttering heart as you watch your angel getting undressed in front of you.

Since Yuuji and Sukuna decided to bless you with their presence all night, you chose to let your angel join you in bed and banish your devil onto the couch. After all, sharing a bed with an angel sounds pretty safe.

But doubts are creeping into your mind as you watch an already shirtless Yuuji pulling down his white pants.

He is gorgeous. Tan skin with a golden glow, buff muscles everywhere. Broad shoulders, firm biceps, deliciously toned pecs with very lickable pink nipples, defined abs, a v-line that makes you want to get on your knees and worship him all night. Strong muscular thighs and a big bulge in those tight white boxer briefs that lets you know exactly how big your sweet angel is down there.

He looks at you with a pretty smile on his handsome face, truly looking angelic. So breathtakingly beautiful that it almost hurts to look at him.

Maybe it was a stupid idea to say you want him to sleep in your bed.

But he's already lifting the blanket, slipping underneath it to join you with a big smile on his soft pink lips and a pretty sparkle in his golden eyes, and how could you say no? And after all, he is also your guardian angel. You feel safe with him. You know he will protect you, will take care of you.

It's not yourself who you fear for. It's him.

Because it's so hard to stop yourself from touching him, from running your hands over that sun-kissed skin, caressing those big pecs and everything else, hoping that you can make your sweet angel boy moan because he probably makes the most heavenly sounds!

You gulp hard, tensing up because you feel so guilty about having those impure thoughts about a messenger of heaven.

But then Yuuji is there right in front of you with his cute smile and comforting presence. One of his large warm hands cups your cheek gently.

"Hey, please don't be scared, my love. I promise you are safe with me. You can just go to sleep. I will protect you."

"It's not me I am worried about!"

Your eyes widen as you realize what you just blurted out. Why did you do that? And why is your mouth opening again to add more?

"You are so beautiful, and I feel this...this urge to get closer...I am so sorry, Yuuji!"

His thumb caresses your cheek with so much tenderness that it makes your heart overflow with warmth.

"Aww, hey, it's ok, sweetheart. I get it. You want to touch me?"

"Yes."

"Well, you can. Don't hold back, sweetie. It's fine! I am in love with love and affection. I love sharing it with you. And I love you. I love you very, very much."

God, he is perfect!

Before you can stop yourself, your hands are running over his buff biceps, marveling at how firm his muscles feel and how soft his skin is.

And then you get a taste of heaven when Yuuji's warm lips find yours in a tender, slow kiss that tastes like cotton candy and sweet strawberries and clouds and sunshine and everything pastel pink and sweet.

This must be how the kiss of true love mentioned in fairytales feels like. Because Yuuji is the embodiment of love and comfort and everything good in this world. You find yourself sighing happily into his mouth when his soft tongue slips between your lips.

He keeps kissing you, slow and deep, so loving and sweet. Your heart clenches at the realization that Yuuji won't pull away unless you do. He won't take the comfort of his heavenly kiss away from you. It's your decision when you are ok with ending the kiss.

He's so good to you, truly your angel.

You pull away with a happy smile, and there's a matching cute grin on Yuuji's pretty face too.

"Do you want to sleep, cutie? It's already late, and I want you to get some good rest."

You nod, unable to say anything because you fear that if you do, you will end up crying. The last months have been rough for you, always stressing about so many things, always too much work, too much overthinking, too much bullshit to deal with.

You had wished for someone to hug you, to listen to you, to just let you fall into their arms and forget about the craziness of the world out there for a little while. And now your wish has come true so unexpectedly in the form of this beautiful and sweet angel who's currently lying half-naked in your bed after blessing you with the best kisses of your life.

Finally, you open your mouth to whisper in a voice thick with emotion:

"Thank you, Yuuji. For everything. For being there for me in the night of the accident. And for today. You're making me feel a lot better."

"Aww, please don't thank me, sweetheart. You're very welcome. I love taking care of you."

His smile is like your personal sun right here in your bed.

Yuuji snuggles closer to you, his strong arms wrapping you in a loving embrace. He rests his head on your chest and makes a cute noise that makes you reach out and run a hand through his soft pink hair that feels like you imagine a fluffy cloud to feel like.

You close your eyes while cuddling your angel boy. He is warm and heavy, but not in a suffocating way but in a way that makes you feel safe and comfortable and bursting from happiness.

You sigh happily, realizing that you haven't been this at ease for months. Usually, you lie awake for hours at night obsessing over the things your coworkers did or the piles of work waiting on your desk. But tonight, you feel happy and relaxed, wrapped in your angel's strong arms. Enveloped in love and affection, cuddling your personal piece of heaven as you drift off to a peaceful slumber filled with nothing but sweet dreams about pastel pink clouds and golden eyes.

You wake up the next morning feeling more rested than you did in a long time, stretching carefully so as not to wake your pretty angel, who's still snoring softly against your chest, feeling so comforting on top of you.

Just as you finish that thought, he stirs, and his eyes open, pure gold blinking sleepily at you through long black lashes. He's so pretty! It's like you have your personal sunrise here in your bed.

"Good morning, my sweet angel."

You can't help but coo at him and pet his soft pink hair as a happy smile spreads over your face. Yuuji blesses you with one of his angelic smiles as he leans into your touch.

"Aww, good morning, honey. Did you sleep well?"

"Better than in months! Thank you."

He laughs softly, a happy, joyful sound, so delighted that he could help you. Slowly he untangles himself from you and braces himself on his strong arms to lean over you, buff body covering yours completely. Soft skin and firm muscles. And to your pleasant surprise, even angels seem to have morning wood, rubbing against your thigh big and hard, heaven's sweetest treat.

Yuuji leans down to press a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"I'm glad about that! Is it ok if I take a bath? Us angels are always clean, but bathing is one of the things I really enjoy so much when I'm on earth! Bubble baths are so amazing! I don't understand why we don't have them! So, can I please?"

Your chest feels so warm. He's so sweet, so pure and genuine, so lovely and good down to his very core. How could you say no to his every wish? If your sweet angel wants to take a bubble bath, he should definitely do that.

Even though you would very much want him to stay here in your bed, on top of you, where you can run your hands over his muscular back and feel the big hard bulge in his boxer briefs press against you.

You wonder how it would feel to get fucked by him, by an angel. Your panties feel wet all of a sudden, and you can't stop yourself from arching your back a bit, making your panty-clad pussy rub against him.

There's only the thin fabric of your panties and his boxers separating you, and you can feel his hot erection throbbing through it. And he can probably feel your wet heat too.

"Yuuji..."

The guilt you felt last night is gone. He told you it's ok to touch him. You're just not sure how much touching is allowed. Do angels indulge in carnal desire?

Yuuji's breathing heavily when you look up at him, his eyes shining even more golden, making them look like two little suns.

"Yes, sweetie?"

He rolls his hips slowly against you, letting you feel more of him, and elicits a soft gasp from you when his large cock glides so heavenly over your swollen clit. His glowing golden eyes never leave yours as he repeats the motion, watching you closely for your reaction.

"Tell me what you need, sweetheart. I want to give you anything."

"I...I want...Um, can we? Is it ok if we... Oh gosh. Do angels have sex?"

Your angel boy's laugh is beautiful and sweet like the chiming of a hundred little bells. And the way he's rutting against you should already be answer enough, but his low soothing voice spells it out for you, sounding warm like honey, a sensual, comforting caress:

"Yes, we do. We make love. Do you want that? Do you want me to make love to you?"

You can't help but moan at his words, and your fingers tighten on his muscular back, fingernails digging gently into his warm skin as your hips buck up against him.

"Yes, please. Make love to me, my angel."

You spend the next half an hour learning just how heavenly sex with your angel is. He's taking you to several highs, making you feel like you are on cloud nine when his large hands cup your tits and his soft lips spoil your nipples with tender kisses, making you moan and cream so much that you almost cum from just this.

But Yuuji still has a lot more to bless you with, and his sweet kisses wander down your body. His hands and mouth make love to every inch of your skin they find on their way.

You welcome him eagerly between your spread thighs, so wet for him like you've never been for anyone else before. And beautiful Yuuji pulls down your panties and smiles up at you with his sweet sunshine smile, so loving and tender in everything he does.

"So pretty my love. Everything about you is so pretty. I want to taste your sweetness on my tongue."

He eats you out with his sweet soft angel mouth, kissing and licking and sucking your clit until you are lost to sweet heavenly bliss and yank on his soft pink hair as your thighs shake uncontrollably. Your back arches, and you cry out his name as you cum and cum and cum.

A series of gasps and moans tumbles out of your mouth, followed by an "Oh sweet heaven!" when you see his beautiful thick cock for the first time, so hard for you, so big and strong and pretty.

A loud, needy cry of his name when he pushes inside you, and you wrap your legs around his waist as Yuuji folds you in half, making sweet love to you with deep gentle thrusts that make you feel like floating through heaven.

"Is that good, sweetie? Does it feel good? I love you so much, sweetheart ah! Ah! I love how tight you are and how warm, so wet, oh sweetie! This is heaven on earth!"

His moans and whines sound so cute, so pretty, making your head spin. You look up at your beautiful sexy angel through half-lidded eyes, which are blurry with tears because his cock hits the right spot over and over again.

His strong body presses you down in the perfect way that makes you feel taken care of and fucked so good that you can't stop crying and moaning and begging for more.

And your sweet angel boy gives you more. He gives you anything you need without any hesitation. Strong snaps of his hips, deep, slow thrusts, perfect cock, and perfect body fucking you to paradise.

Your orgasm on your angel's cock is the sweetest bliss you have ever felt. You're cumming so hard, body spasming with wave after wave of pure heavenly ecstasy, as your pussy clenches around Yuuji's thick cock, and you cry out loudly, unable to hold back.

You're still a mewling crying mess when you feel your angel pump you full with his thick hot ropes of seed.

He stays inside you, heavy body pressing you down exactly how you need it, making you feel so protected and full and loved, as Yuuji kisses you tenderly, moaning softly into your mouth.

You caress his muscular back and his biceps, marveling at how good he feels. You could spend forever like this, wrapped in your angel's arms, his wonderful cock inside you, his strong, buff body on top of you. Basking in the exhilarating, joyous feeling of afterglow after he blessed you with the sweetest fuck of your life.

Or lovemaking, as he calls it. And that's truly what it is. You have never felt so loved before. So filled with love, surrounded by it, wrapped in it.

He pulls out slowly when your alarm goes off, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek and smiling this sweet smile at you.

"I guess it's time for you to get ready for work, sweetheart. You know what? I'll run a bath for you and me."

And he disappears into the bathroom, giving you a lovely view of his gorgeous naked body, the divine sight of his back muscles and toned thighs, and that firm round ass.

You moan and let your head fall back on the pillow. Meeting your angel in the flesh is definitely the best thing that ever happened to you.

When you get up a few minutes later, you find out that Yuuji's cum is just as pretty as the rest of him. Milky white trails run down your thighs, thick and glittering so prettily, like vanilla milkshake laced with gold dust.

You follow your sexy angel into the bathroom with wobbly legs and a racing heart.

You're glad you always set your alarm early because this way, you have enough time to enjoy your bath with Yuuji. He's sitting behind you in the tub, laughing happily because he loves the bubble bath so much. Blowing white foam off his large tan hands and chuckling in delight.

But his hands also do other things. They wash you with gentle caresses, making you so horny once again that you spread your legs needily for your angel. And he smiles and kisses you and rubs slow, tender circles around your swollen clit until you cum again, slumping bonelessly against his muscular body afterwards.

When you walk into the living room a while later, dressed and ready to make some breakfast, you catch yourself smiling. Something which usually doesn't happen when you're about to go to work. Your guardian angel is already doing a fantastic job! The prospect of going to work doesn't seem that bad after this blissful morning.

You are so deep in thought that you don't see the devil sitting on your couch until his velvety low voice purrs mockingly:

"Good morning to you too, princess. Yes, I slept great on your ratty couch. Thank you for asking. Your hospitality really knows no bounds."

You gasp and stop in your tracks, head whipping around to look at the impressive sight in front of you.

Sukuna is sitting on the couch, long legs spread slightly, mustering you with his glowing red eyes, which are glittering like red diamonds in the dimly lit room. The smug smirk on his handsome face makes him look arrogant. But also incredibly sexy. He looks like a king sitting on his throne.

And you feel so small all of a sudden, like a mere peasant who has to crawl in the dirt before the king's throne, begging him for forgiveness for not treating him like the powerful and perfect being that he is.

Without realizing it, you walk towards Sukuna. The grin on his beautiful face grows bigger. One long finger brushes over his lips. You watch, mesmerized as his forked tongue darts out to lick over the pointy tip of his black fingernail. His tongue is tattoed too, you realize, and it makes you groan helplessly.

Somehow the living room is much darker than it should be at this time of day. Wrapped in shadows and a red glow, making it appear like the insides of a nightclub. The air is thick, seductive, luring you to get even closer to the enticing demon dressed in his elegant black suit with the black dress shirt and dark red tie.

You reach your devil and open your mouth to say something, but Sukuna's large hands land on your hips before you can do anything else. He pushes you down with ease, strong hands making you kneel between his long, toned legs.

Your chest is heaving heavily in a mix of fear and desire as you look up at your beautiful devil. An elegant hand lands on your head, strong fingers petting your hair like one would pet a dog.

The smirk on the demon lord's beautiful face grows even more devilish.

"Yeah, that's much better. See, this is where you belong. At my feet, crawling before my throne."

Suddenly a light tinkle is heard, the sweet chiming of bells, and Yuuji appears in a puff of pastel pink clouds and glittering gold dust, manifesting directly behind Sukuna. He puts a tan hand on the demon's shoulder.

"Not so fast, my sweet devil. I think you forgot that you and I are supposed to serve her and not the other way around."

Your devil groans and his hold on your hair loosens.

"You're so annoying, angel brat! Always spoiling all the fun I have. I'm finally here in the human world with all its vice and sin, but instead of having the time of my life, I get kept in check by some pathetic virgin?"

The spell Sukuna had over you breaks, and you can finally breathe again, taking a deep lungful of air. The room seems lighter, too, now. You get up, and the first thing you say is:

"He isn't a virgin, trust me."

At the same time as Yuuji says:

"Why do you think I'm a virgin? Just because I'm an angel? You know we have fun in heaven too! We live for love! And that includes physical love. We cherish it. We admire and love each other's bodies. So maybe you are the real virgin here because I don't think there's much love down in your hellhole!"

"Let me tell you that I have a whole castle full of succubi and incubi at my beck and call."

"Oh wow, great, a demon joy house. It must be so amazing to know they only share their bodies with you because you order them to or because they want to get something out of it. Don't you want to feel loved? It's so much nicer when someone comes to you willingly and wants to show you how much they love you! When someone wants to please you and make you happy without a selfish reason!"

You see a bellicose twinkle in both their eyes. It makes you gulp hard as it is a reminder that they are both extremely powerful beings who once fought in a war on different sides. A war which Yuuji's side won, and that resulted in Sukuna and his companions getting cast from heaven. So it's no wonder that they are so quickly at each other's throats. The angel and the fallen angel.

"Boys, could you stop, please! I think we all get it. No one in this room is a virgin anymore, and that's perfectly fine. It would be fine too, though, if one of us was still a virgin. Ok? Please calm down, both of you."

Yuuji's gaze meets yours, and his golden eyes soften visibly.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'll be nice."

His sunshine smile is back on his handsome face as his hand wanders from Sukuna's shoulder up to his jaw, cupping your devil's chin and tilting his head back, so the demon looks up at the angel standing behind the couch.

Your breath catches in your throat as you watch the scene before you. They look so beautiful together. Your angel and your devil. Light and dark, love and desire, heaven and hell.

The air becomes charged with tension. Sukuna and Yuuji are caught in their very own little dance. A game of power. You realize at that moment that dominance and submission aren't a defined line between them. Because as much as you feel that Sukuna is the dominant one, the one who takes, and Yuuji is the one who gives, you can't quite say who is in the lead here.

Your sweet angel seems to be able to deal with the shady devil pretty well. Which is a good thing, considering that they are here to help you make the best decisions.

You watch in fascination as the smirk on Sukuna's face turns into an amused smile as he stays in the same position, head tilted back, the angel's hand cupping his chin. And Yuuji leans down until his lips brush against the demon's ear.

"Doesn't it feel nice when someone touches you tenderly?"

His thumb brushes over Sukuna's lower lip, caressing it gently. And the angel breaths a soft kiss on the demon's ear.

"Don't you want to know what it's like when someone makes love to you instead of just letting you take them?"

By now, his hand has tilted Sukuna's face to the side, and Yuuji is leaning over him, closer and closer until his lips touch Sukuna's forehead in a slow, tender kiss.

Your devil laughs at that, and one of his hands darts up in lightspeed to wrap around the back of Yuuji's neck. His pointy black nails dig into the soft tan skin, holding the angel boy in place.

Sukuna's forked and tattooed tongue licks a wet trail over Yuuji's throat, flicking against his adam's apple teasingly and then further up over his chin and the corner of his lips. He stops when he reaches the angel's earlobe, which he takes lightly between his canines.

Like a cat that has your hand in its mouth, not yet biting but warning you to stop what you've been doing before it will be forced to hurt you.

He growls against Yuuji's skin:

"No thanks, angel brat. Making love sounds boring to me. I'd rather fuck you and our little human senseless."

His words make desire throb in your deepest core, and you think you hear a soft moan coming from Yuuji. But then the devil chuckles and lets go of the angel before adding:

"You better hurry up, brats. The little human has to be at work in half an hour, and as much as we hate that workplace, we always have to ensure to be there punctually, so the people in charge have nothing to use against us. The devil is an excellent businessman, my darling. So you better learn to listen to me."

Your devil sounds arrogant and commanding, but you think his voice has a softer tone now, and somehow you feel that your angel knows all too well how to handle his counterpart.

It makes you smile to yourself as you make your way to the kitchen to grab some breakfast before leaving for work. And today, you know that you have your personal angel and devil at your proposal anytime you need them. So maybe it will finally be a good day at work.

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter of my contribution to the Heaven and Hell collab! I had so much fun writing for the angel and devil theme! Yuuji is such a perfect (guardian) angel to me! I got so emotional and had so many butterflies while writing about him awww. And Sukuna is a very sexy devil who might be a bit softer for reader and Yuuji than he lets on at first :) He's from the seventh circle of hell, the circle of violence. I picked that because it suited Sukuna, in my opinion, and that circle has a blood river, which reminds me of Sukuna's domain.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Please let me know your thoughts! Comments and reblogs make me very happy!

CHAPTER 2

Hi Ari<33 How are you?? - 🧜‍♀️

IM GOOD TYSM FOR ASKING :DD Im almost the werewolf piece but I've been holding back bc I know a lot of my followers arent here for that type of content, so Im trying to also write an anime piece to release them at the same time, tryna please both sides!! HOW ARE YOU? :)

GOD, i love chubby y/n being completely oblivious to how desperate their fav is for them like y/n is like "idk if they like me :/" while their fav is jerking off daily imagining their body bouncing on top of theirs and the delicious moans they would make :(

"- good luck getting head from him-" Friend, imma stop you their. Why am I in that position in the first place with MINETA? AM I THAT DOWN BAD?

i mean you shouldn’t. but like. desperate times. maybe somebody wants the grape gremlin. idk. idk who it is but i know somebody out there in the world would consider him. i hope they know that…they should get some kind of serious help lmaooo

bakugo fluff to heal the soul!

bakugo katsuki was fuming in his seat.

it’s not necessarily strange for him to be doing so, but normally it was due to the antics of kirishima and kaminari that gets him all riled up. this time though? it was you.

it all started the moment you stepped foot into the classroom because as soon as mina noticed you, she was already shouting her heart out at this hour of the morning (not that the time mattered much to bakugo because he wanted her to shut up at all times of the day).

but it was what she said that ticked him off even more.

“y/n! you’ve got an admirer!”

bakugo katsuki had to watch in slow-fucking-motion how your face lit up in a (beautiful) smile that almost had his anger raging as wildly as his explosions because it wasn’t him that was making you smile like that.

it wasn’t his love letter that had you giggling and flustered, it wasn’t his bouquet of flowers that you were fawning over and it wasn’t his box of sweets that you were admiring. only he had the right to make you feel like that. 

bakugo is brought out of his misery with the familiar voice of a certain red-haired. “oi! thought you’d never confess to y/n, finally grew a pair?” kirishima asked, bending down to match the blond’s seated position. 

bakugo scowls harder as he gruffly murmured, “that wasn’t me.”

“oh man! really?” kirishima looked back at your desk, noticing the gentle way that you were handling the gifts, setting them down on the floor beside you. “i guess y/n is popular, better shoot your shot before it’s too late.”

small explosions spark from bakugo’s palms as he screams, “i know, dumbass!” 

for the rest of school he had to witness the dazed, delicate expression you wore, paired with a gentle smile that never seemed to fade from your lips the whole day. he even found you fiddling with the card you received, reading it over for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day. 

bakugo could write a better one. 

and if that wasn’t enough, he had to watch the way you held the gifts closely in your arms, cradled protectively to your chest as you tried to preserve their sacredness, hearing about how you were going to ‘put the flowers on my windowsill. they’ll be so pretty!’. 

he was going to blast those stupid floras into pieces, not understanding why you were feeling so special over some stupid extra’s ‘chivalrous’ actions because you deserved far better.

and you better fucking believe that he could make you smile wider than anyone else 

that’s what he did, knocking on your door ferociously the next day, bakugo katsuki was holding an even bigger bouquet of arranged flowers, far more grand than the small one you received yesterday, as well as some of your favourite pastries from the local bakery that you always took him to. and as a card? well, it was him. did you need any more? 

was his heart racing because of nerves or because of spite? he didn’t know.

“coming!” your voice comes from the other side of the door and sure enough, the telltale sign of a door unlocking reaches bakugo’s ears. you greet him with a smile, “oh, hey! bakugo- whoa, that is a big bouquet of flowers.”

“‘s for you,” he grumbles, unable to look away from your expression, gauging for a reaction. you’re silent for a moment before pointing at yourself. 

a weak ‘me?’ slips past your mouth.

“who else, dumbass? you’re the only one worthy of fuckin’ flowers.”

he dumps them in your arms and you gape at him. “wait- was it you that gave me-”

“nope, but you best believe i outdid them.”

you laugh, a sound that bakugo has grown to cherish over the time you’ve spent together. with a softer, adoring look in your eyes, bakugo thinks he’s reached the peak of life as you meet his gaze. “thank you, bakugo,” you say quietly but there’s something in your voice that tells him that you’re trying to keep your giddiness on the low. he can tell in the way that you marvel at the flowers with a wondrous expression, holding them to your heart.

he scoffs, not in a dismissive way, but in a manner of content.

“oi, i’m takin’ you out tomorrow night, on a date.” bakugo tells you and your chest flutters in the way that it always does when you’re around him. “you’re always pretty so i don’t need to tell you this, but dress nice.”

you beam at him and his heart stutters, “‘kay, only for you though.”

“don’t say shit like that!” the blush on bakugo’s face tells you enough as he stomps away.

he’s happy when you send him a picture of his flowers that sit pretty on your windowsill.

Pumpkin Patch with the Pups

Characters: Werewolf! Bakugou x reader and their litter of puppies

Content: in which Katsuki and his wife take their litter of puppies to the pumpkin patch for their first Halloween

Genre: pure fluff, PAPA KATSUKI WITH HIS LITTER OF PUPPIES IM GONNA COMBUST (for some reason I conjured this up whilst I was watching the movie Madeline)

“Alright you bunch of brats, let’s pick the best damn pumpkin there is!” Katsuki grinned at his litter of 4 small puppies. Two of the littlest runts were held closely in his arm, carefully positioned to avoid hurting their little tails. He could feel each tail wagging furiously against his toned tummy.

The older two puppies were holding your hand, tails wagging in unison. The labyrinth of smells was overwhelming with them; the silky flesh of the pumpkins, the dampened mud under their feet and small rodents in the area.

Your pups had just celebrated their first birthday, and Katsuki was desperate for them to celebrate their first Halloween as a pack (although he’d never admit it to your face), instead sighing and rolling his eyes when you told him of the human tradition of making a jack-o-lantern. You thought he’d forgotten, but when he told you to make sure to bring a massive mining cart filled with straw and blankets that he stole from the local village you couldn’t stop smiling. Now, each small puppy was fumbling about the pumpkin patch, yipping and tripping over themselves.

You stood back as you watched the puppies play together, jumping out from the largest pumpkins and pouncing on their siblings with joyful vigour. It was such a beautiful sight to see, the grin on your face never leaving.

“What’s gotten you smiling like a dope?” Katsuki crept behind you and rested his arm around your waist, kissing your temple as you pressed yourself into him comfortably. You hummed in response as you started swaying together with him.

“I’m so happy that you decided to do this. I mean, just look at our puppies having so much fun! They’re loving every minute of this thanks to their papa,” you smiled as you nuzzled into his neck. Katsuki stared at you for a minute before he tried fighting his own smile from entering his face. Squeals of “papa! Mama! Look at THIS one!” sounded like music to his pointy ears as your children fought over whose pumpkin was the best.

“Yeah well, I know how much you loved this dumb holiday when you lived with the people from your village, and I know that we would all probably be hunted down if we tried to move back there. I know that you would never tell me to my face how much you miss that stupid village, but I’m not a dumbass. So, here’s some semblance to your old life I suppose,” Katsuki looked away with a tinge of pink on his porcelain face.

Your heart fluttered at his declaration. It was true, after you were found taking care of Katsuki when he was nearly killed by hunters they assumed the worst (which was your best) and chased you out of the village. Two years of courting and another year for your marriage, you finally gave birth to your babies. It was by no means an easy pregnancy, the babies kicking you with all of their might and the fact you had to push out FOUR BABIES had you screaming at Katsuki when it came time to give birth.

(He was so proud of you for carrying his puppies, he thought you handled the pregnancy beautifully, so he didn’t mind you squeezing the shit out of his hand as you curse him for the worst pain of your entire life, simply wiping your forehead with a damp cloth with the dopiest look on his face.)

“I love you so much, thank you my love,” you murmured into his fluffy ears. Katsuki let out a pleased chuff as he nosed your hair and kissed your cheek. All four of your babies tumbled forwards towards you and each took a hand, squealing cacophonies of “mama, papa! Help us pick” as you were dragged further into the pumpkin patch.

You and Katsuki couldn’t help the laughs that left you. They definitely got their strength from their papa wolf.

“Alright, alright! What’s the damn matter you little brats?,” Katsuki growled harmlessly at his babies. None of the puppies cared; they knew their daddy was whipped for each of them. They pulled both of you down, choking out an ‘oof’ from the both of you and left you to get settled on the large roots of the pumpkins.

“Daddy! Help, help!” Your eldest of the pups continued pulling Katsuki forward to the biggest pumpkin there was, easily the height and a half of one of your pups.

Katsuki’s eyes widened at the size of the pumpkin before a proud grin took over his features.

“Damn right you’d find the best pumpkin! My pups are the best, just like their alpha wolf!” Katsuki felt giddy with pride looking at his children.

You smiled watching the scene unfold; Katsuki struggling to lift the pumpkin as your babies raced between his legs, play fighting with each other and tugging playfully on each other’s ears in their excitement.

Katsuki finally managed to lift the gargantuan pumpkin into the cart as the puppies each began yawning and rubbing their eyes sleepily. Your husband picked each puppy up one by one and rubbed his head against theirs before passing them to you to give them their goodnight kisses.

Your eldest puppy whined when Katsuki picked him up, insisting with little growls that he wasn’t sleepy.

“Mama, I’m not sleepy yet! I’m a big wolf, I wanna see the full moon!” Your baby whined as you settled him against your chest.

“I know puppy, but you had a very busy day today! Don’t forget you went hunting with your daddy and protected your brother and sisters from that very mean butterfly that wouldn’t leave them alone,” you cooed as you bounced him gently on your hip. Your puppy’s whining continued as you stroked the soft down of his floppy ear.

“I’ll tell you what my brave little wolf. If you can sleep in the cart with your siblings and protect the pumpkin, I’ll wake you up when your daddy and I are ready to see the full moon,” you made an ultimatum with your eldest. He contemplated it for a bit before snuggling into you with a happy chuff.

“Okay mama”.

Katsuki took him from you as he nestled him with his siblings in the cart. Claws that were designed to kill gently pushed away the hair from his children’s faces. He would never in a million years think he would ever get this opportunity after his own pack abandoned him, and now he has the most perfect pack in the world.

You sidestepped into Katsuki’s arms and stroked the fluffy hair between his ears as he wrapped his arms around you. His tail was going a million miles an hour at your touch, occasionally thumping against your butt.

“Y’know Katsuki, I think we might have to get a few more pumpkins next year,” you grinned in his ear.

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?” He looked at you suspiciously.

“Well, seeing as how our litter is going to expand by next year, I’d imagine it would be better to have enough pumpkins for all of our children to carve,” you took Katsuki’s hand in yours and placed it on your slightly swollen tummy.

Katsuki sunk to his knees shakily at your proclamation, no words coming out of his open lips.

“You - you’re pregnant again?” He whispered against your tummy, gently thumbing the protruding part as you nodded vigorously, happy tears plopping on his face.

God, did Katsuki love his mate.