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Best-friends brother 🕸️🕷️

pairing: earth 42!miles x black!reader

warnings: light swearing

Summary: You were alone with your best friend's brother, something was doomed to happen right?

a/n: I had nothing to write, then this idea randomly popped into my head while playing gta

Miles exited his room, grabbing a glass of water but stopped midway when he saw you sitting on the couch. “Yo, need some company?” 

You looked up from your phone “Nah, im fine.”

He smirked “You know Kayla won't be getting off work until 10 right? Won't kill you to socialize a bit.”

“Im not in the mood, Morales.”

He put his glass down and sat beside you “You good Ma?”

Despite your close friendship with his sister, Miles was someone you could always trust and come to for advice. However, you’ve been looking at him differently lately, he was getting taller, more muscular and handsome. Nonetheless, you knew how much of a risk it would be to act on those feelings, so you tried to push them back for the sake of your best friend.

You shook your head “Some nigga been stressing me out and shit.”

Miles laid back on the couch “What, he ain't treating you right?”

You shrugged “He just be giving me mixed signals, wants me to meet up with him and then doesn't call me for days, like what?”

He scoffed “You too pretty to be dealin’ with that, drop him the fuck.”

You looked at him with a surprised expression, not expecting him to say that at all.

Miles smiled at you as he scooted closer “What? You don't think I find you attractive?”

You turned your head away, trying to hide the blush that was forming on your face.

“Nah nah nah, lemme see your face.”

You sighed turning back to face him “Don't you have a game to get back to?”

He ignored your comment, his eyes looking you up and down “You know what's crazy? I've been noticing that you dress differently when you know im gonna be home. Like your hair would be done or you wear something more presentable than sweats.”

“Nigga please, you need to be humbled.” You responded knowing damn well he was right.

He let out a small laugh “ight whatever but I find it cute.”

As the silence lingered for a couple of minutes, it seemed like the both of you were leaning in closer towards each other, your faces only a few inches away.

“You know we shouldn’t….do this..”

Miles licked his lips “Mhm..yeah but we both have wanted to for a while mami..”

Fuck, he was right.

Just before things escalated, you both heard the sound of keys unlocking the door, causing you to move back to your original spot.

“My bad girl, my boss had me working extra hours like some slave.” 

Kayla looked at your face, acknowledging how red it was “Was my brother bothering you?”

“Nah, he wasn’t.”

iida iida iida iida IIDA IIDA IIDA PLEASE IIDA

You want me to find a quiet place to study? The thing that put Haruhi Fujioka in debt?

Dating Hanta Sero <3

I saw ur hc set abt bakugo and cute things he does, I thought it was super good! I'm not sure if u have requests open or write for him but should you do something similar for shoji, iida, or sero??

CUTE THINGS SERO DOES

✰ wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in the crook of your neck when he's had a long day, sometimes lets out a long groan or a defeated whine (depends on the day)

✰ finishes your food for you when you're too full

✰ always buys food for you when he gets some for himself, likes to surprise you with it, to make your day better

✰ loves kissing your cheeks, he does it so much that when you're lying down together or he's standing behind you, he absentmindedly lets his lips trail along your skin, stamping kisses along your cheeks and jaw

✰ whines and pulls you back into bed when you have to get up before him, so you can cuddle for 'five more minutes' (it's never just five minutes)

✰ feeds you himself when he wants you to try something he's made or something he's ordered, his eyes all soft, and lips parted as he reaches over to you

✰ holds you close even in his sleep

✰ facetimes you all the time just to see you and hear your voice, on his way home, when he gets out of the shower––any time

✰ likes to play with your hands absentmindedly, it calms him down

✰ one of his many love languages is spending quality time with you, so he'll try to stay up late with you if you have work to do (he ends up falling asleep against your shoulder or on your lap but it's the thought that counts <3)

"AFK" - Choso Kamo (with twt links)

"..like fortnite, i’ma need your skin.."

3,012 words.

warnings. nsfw(18+), bf/gamer! choso, oral sex (m rec.), humiliation, desk sex, exhibitionism, trying not to get caught, feral choso, p in v, throat fucking, oral sex (m receiving), overstimulation, degradation, choso whimper links included lol,

notes. my previous drabble abt choso had a lil kick to it, definitely had to make it into a full one-shot! hope u guys enjoy, and thank u for 450 followers hehe, so I included twt links! ^^

credits to @/plutism for dividers, @/adrienwithane for banner.

Not too long ago, it was Choso's birthday. Being an amazing girlfriend you are, of course you built him a brand new PC. It cost you an arm and a leg, but that didn't matter at all when it came to Choso. Seeing him happy itched a part of your brain, especially when he was the one who would pay for everything: dates, your online shopping carts, you name it.

He never really bought anything for himself. You were getting tired of the countless times that he went on a tangent about how slow his previous machine was. It was doing your head in, so you saved up. For what you now call a 'not-blessing-in-disguise'.

Choso was obsessed with his new PC, and it wasn’t an exaggeration. Part of you was starting to regret it all. The man barely paid attention to you.

Am I the asshole for being mad that my boyfriend likes his gift a bit too much? No, I wouldn't think so. I should be delighted, but it's pretty much getting outrageous.

The fact that he has almost every single game out there on that PC in just a span of one week since he got it - means there's more for him to do. Every day, he'd wake up, do a bit of house stuff then sit his ass down to play with his friends. For as long as he can. Never leaving that room. Hell, he wouldn't even bother answering your messages until an hour later. 'Mb, was on the game' is something that was engraved in your brain by now.

Every time you'd come over, he'd ignore you simply by just gluing his eyes on the screen. If you try to nap, just go home. You've lost track of how many times he's managed to wake you up with his blood-curdling screams. There were times when Choso didn't even notice you leaving, which upset you quite a bit.

Of course, you had moments when you needed him the most. Like, badly. Freshly shaved, he's not even mentally there to take a peek. You could be naked and oiled up in his bed, Choso wouldn't even bat an eye.

…Advice to self, don't get him a PS5 this Christmas.

"Choso," You called out, sat on the edge of the bed behind him. No answer. Per usual, you wanted to rip that headset off his head.

Dark circles were forming around his eyes, endless cans of monster were scattered all over his desk. "Nah let's just fight Oscar, we've got a minute until the circle closes."

Rolling your eyes, a scoff escapes your mouth. Aaand he didn't hear you. Crossing your arms, you furrow your brows. He was honestly testing your patience. "Choso?!"

Choso flinches a bit, pulling one side of his headset away from his ear. His gaming chair spins around to face you. "Baby?"

He knew you were mad. You looked more than pissed. It was really because this recurring behavior of his was getting too much. "Your eyes are always on that screen! Did you even know that I was here!?”

“I-I’m sorry. Look, I'll get off after this game!” From his headset you could hear Choso’s friends teasing and picking on him. They probably heard you scolding your poor boyfriend. You couldn’t care less.

As soon as you were about to speak, he immediately spun his chair back around to face that stupid monitor again. He was too engrossed in the game. It was his squad of four against the only opposing team.

Groaning, you flop back onto his mattress. "..You always say that, and you never do." Muttering under your breath, you stare at the ceiling blankly. What felt like a hammer to your head, Choso's war cries could only get louder each second.

The past few days, you had no choice but to use your own fingers to toy with yourself. You were needy, and you missed your boyfriend's touch. Too bad he was too occupied. How come his keyboard and mouse get to be touched by him more than your....

Using all of your strength, you sat yourself up again on the edge of his mattress. Realizing there's no use in scolding him, you quietly walked up behind Choso, combing your fingers through his hair. You loved when it was down, and he loved it when you played with his hair. He found it relaxing. You could tell by the way his body was no longer tensed up, the back of his head falling heavy onto your hand.

Your hands left his hair, travelling down to his nape. With your freshly manicured nails (which he paid for), you gently scratched his skin on his neck. You could see goosebumps forming, but said nothing about it. Choso who was ticklish, tilted his head to the side - "Mmm," He hummed, telling you off as you were starting to distract him.

Letting out a laboured sigh, you stared at the back of his head. Wondering what to do with him, you pouted. Maybe I should just leave like every other day? No, I can't back down.

He seems really busy. Would he even notice if I crawled under his desk? Grinning, you got on your knees, crawling like a kitty underneath his desk but making minimal noise. You glanced behind your shoulder to see his reaction, but his eyes were still gawking at the flashing screen in front of him.

Coming face to face with his sweats, you kneeled, just in level with his lap. Peeking your head out from the shadows under his desk, Choso had only noticed you then. His eyes widened, the sight of you looking up at him like a puppy had started to cloud up his thoughts.

Grabbing onto his wrist, he slowly let go of his mouse. Bringing his hand to your cheek, he took it in the palm of his hand, eventually giving in and using his thumb to softly caress your lips. "..I missed you, Choso.." You whispered, softly sucking on his thumb. "..I need you,"

His breath hitched, your words were doing something to him. What a fool he was for ignoring you all this time? Just then, a cacophony of voices screaming through his headset broke him out of his trance. Choso's warm hand left your face, causing you to frown. Your fun was cut short. Way too short.

You had enough, deciding it was time you finally got what you wanted. Snaking your two hands up the soft cotton of his sweats, they stopped right at his crotch. His eyes anxiously shot down to you underneath him, telling you off and pointing to his headset.

Placing a finger onto your lips, you told him to just be quiet. His eyes frantically flickered from you, then to his monitor. Slowly, you slid down his pants. Smiling at the way he rose himself up from his seat slightly, so it would be easier to take them off. Of course, he wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Taking his long, thick cock into your hands, you jerked it ever so slightly. Choso cleared his throat, keeping his mouth shut all of a sudden in case he accidentally makes unwanted noise. He was practically melting under your touch, into the chair. Gliding your tongue over his pink tip, he didn't dare look at you. Not long after, your warm mouth wrapped over him, Choso letting out a sigh of relief at the feeling.

You knew how to push his buttons, bringing yourself to fully deepthroat his cock for a few seconds. His lips purse shut, Choso slightly biting down onto his bottom lip. His fingers started to press on the wrong keys, unable to focus on the game.

Pulling away, a string of saliva connected your tongue and his aching tip. You brought your lips back onto his cock, bobbing your head and hollowing your cheeks as you used your two hands to jerk him off at the same time.

The man above was folding at the pornographic sight underneath him. Hearing Choso moan by accident, he quickly covered it up with a cough. “…Yeah, no, I’m good- Just don’t- feel well..”Friends concerned, Choso had come up with a convincing lie in just seconds. His hand reached down to rake through your hair until his fist was full of it. [link]

He lightly pushed your head up and down his length, your mouth making sloppy noises all over, buckets of spit dripping down your chin and his balls.

Ripping his headset off, Choso didn't care about the game anymore. Or his friends. He groaned as you fondled with his balls, giving them a suck afterwards. His light grey pants were turning a darker shade than before. His two hands clawed into your hair on both sides of your face, Choso started to fuck his cock into the back your throat.

Moaning, his eyes shut tightly as his head fell back onto the cushion of his chair. His balls tightening as he heard how you constantly gagged over his thick cock. "Fuck.. Just like that.."

His moans were a mixture of curses and long groans, tears started to well up in your eyes. Choso opened his eyes again, looking down at you as he drew your mouth away from his cock. He smiled, seeing your makeup all ruined, your face covered with spit and so did his lap.

Rolling his chair away from the desk, he grabbed you from underneath. Only to pull it back again, placing it in front of his PC. Guiding his hand on your back, he bent you over on the chair, making your two legs kneel on the soft cushion so you wouldn't tire out. [link]

Holding tightly onto your hair, your head fell back towards him. Choso had ripped the fabric of your leggings that was unfortunately covering your cunt. Grabbing his cock, he lined himself up with your hole, his hands shaking from how eager he was.

Easily sliding in from the slick that covered your hole, you grabbed onto the arm rest in front of you; Choso stretching you out completely. Wasting no time, he began to move his hips back and forth, fucking his hard cock into you.

His monitor started to gently shake from how hard his cock was bullying into you, skin slapping as his balls that were full of weeks load cum made contact with your clit.

"C-Choso.." You cried out, your hand reaching back to his pelvis. Staring at yourself getting fucked like a slut through the reflection of his PC monitor, your ass rippled with each and every one of his thrusts.

Maintaining his brutal pace, his fingers were no longer woven into your hair, reaching out to the headset on his desk. Confused, you kept your eyes open to watch Choso place them over your head. "W-What..?"

His hands gripped onto the flesh of your hips, Choso leaned into your ear. "Keep moaning you slut, let them hear you." All of a sudden he groaned, feeling you clench around him at what he just said. "You like that, don't you?"

Spinning you slightly to one side, his leg went up onto the chair with you, allowing him more leverage to fuck you deeper. "Eyes up at that camera too, show them how pretty you look taking my cock," Tears started to stream down the sides of your cheeks, your face had flushed red.

Choso's hands took a hold of your hair again, his tip kissing your cervix repeatedly. "I.." Speechless, you lost your ability to form a basic sentence. His fat cock left you braindead, at this point you were seeing nothing but stars.

"..Use your words baby," A creamy white ring started to form at his base as his cock pistoned in and out of you. Choso's hand kept stamping down on your back from time to time to make sure you kept that arch. "..Isn't this what you've been wanting all week?"

"Y-you're so deep.. I can't.." Your hand reached back to his abs, twisting the white fabric of his tank top until it was all wrinkly. He took a hold of your wrist, twisting your arm behind you. Choso slightly bent over, his warm body resting against your back.

He quietly groaned into your ear, chanting your name like a prayer. You were fucked out of your mind. "You feel so good.. like this pussy was made for me." The pace of his thrusts slowed down, but his hips still rut into you hard each time. His strokes hard and deep, you swear could feel him all up in your guts. Your jaw had dropped, your head falling back onto his shoulder.

Choso's hands reached under your loose shirt, letting your tits spill out of your bra. Gently twisting your nipple between his finger tips, fondling with your whole breast afterwards, he forgot how much he loved wrapping his mouth around those.

"Your cock.. It feels so good.." You babbled, Choso sneaking his fingers underneath to rub lazy circles on your clit. Your legs began to tremble, fortunately your throat managed to choke out a whine.

Also seeing him in the reflection of his monitor, strands of his hair started to stick to his face. Multiple beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. Choso didn't want to leave your pussy. Not even Thor could pull him out. He enjoyed using you like a cock whore.

You felt so dizzy, mind full of his cock. Choso let out multiple whimpers as he felt his orgasm nearing, his index finger hooking onto the side of your mouth. The very last few seconds, his cock bottomed into you, trying to chase your orgasm. The desk hitting against he wall non-stop, his headset that was on you started to fall off your head.

Leaving a trail of wet kisses down your back, his hand grabbed onto the plush flesh of your ass, continuously giving it a spank every now and then.

The wet, slapping noises of your skin continued to follow, until you felt his thrusts come to a sudden halt. His hot cum shooting inside of you rope after rope, just before he pulled out to let the rest out onto your ass. "..Fuck.. look at that."

Using his thumb to spread your hole wide open, his load spilt onto the black leather of his gaming chair. You panted, tired and hole throbbing. You got what you wanted, that’s for sure. Forcing his headset off you, you couldn't do anything but lean against his desk, trying to regulate your breathing pattern back to normal.

"..We're not done here," Choso laughed behind you, your cunt still dripping of his thick load. His hands roughly turned your body around, placing you on top the desk to face him. Using his foot to push the chair away, he lined his cock with your hole again, using his cum that was already inside of you as lube.

"Oh m-my- Choso!" You yelped, one hand taking grip onto his shoulder for support, the other holding knocking his keyboard out of the way, trying to find something to hold onto other than his shoulder.

His forehead rested against yours, the staggering movement of his hips causing the desk itself to shake under the two of you. Choso watched as his cock disappeared in and out of your hole, grunts coming out through his clench teeth as he wrapped his large hands around your thighs. He wanted more, and wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

"..Good girl," He gritted through his teeth, "..I love t-this pussy, and you." Choso's hands pressed flat against the desk, his lips locking onto yours. His cock was coated in a mixture of his and your own cum, your sweaty bodies intimately hugging against each other.

Choso wanted to feel all you, he just craved more and more each minute. His hands shakily held onto the sides of your waist, his lips moving to your jaw to plant more kisses.

"You're so beautiful, look at me baby." Choso lightly tapped the side of your face, telling you to maintain eye contact.

Obeying, you kept your eyes open; looking into his but not a thought behind your own eyes. You only continued to whine under his touch, overstimulated from how much he's used you like a cock whore. You were so close to losing your mind, drunk off his cock.

Choso too, was lost in your pussy. God, was he whipped— If only he could stay inside you forever, he definitely would. This whole time he was busy cursing at himself, how much of an idiot he is to not appreciate what he has - you. Your cheeks were stained with your hot tears, Choso hushing you and wiping them away every now and then.

“S-Shit, I’m gonna cum again.” He pants, feeling his balls tighten for the second time, the tightness of your pussy heightening his stimulation.

Your hands cupped both of his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss. His thrusts turning sloppy, you cooed. “..Cum for me, I want it all inside..”

This caused the coil inside of Choso to snap, him desperately whimpering into your ear as he hid his face in the crook of your neck. “F-fu-ck..” Tightly holding onto the flesh of your hips, he made sure his second load stayed inside of you.

Sliding his cock out, Choso rested his heavy cock just above your pussy. Making sure he planted a peck on your forehead, trying to catch his breath. The two of you laugh, your bodies aching and sweaty, his entire desk and chair a mess.

Reaching for something, you blinked as Choso grabbed his headset that ended up on the other side of the desk. Placing one side against his ear, he spoke into the mic. "..GG."

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roommates w/ hanta sero

moodboard + hc

being his roommate:

- definitely found out you needed a roommate through a friend of a friend. “heard you were looking for a hottie to live with?” “i’m joking i’m sorry. please i really need a place to live.”

- first week living together he went completely broke buying a playstation, and for two weeks after that he would send you texts along the lines of “hey so if i asked you to buy this for me would you want me dead, yes or no?” and if you EVER told him no: “okay so the answer is is yes, you do want me dead.”

- the first time you ever “talked” to his friends was when he forced you to play roblox with him and they were on the phone. by the end of the night, your stomach hurt so bad from laughing because sero actually SUCKS at roblox obbys. the moment he makes a single jump and lands it, he drops his phone and raises his fists in the air in celebration. every. single. time. on the other hand, sero is KILLER at the horror games on roblox. unfortunately denki on the other end of the phone always manages to fuck something up and sero always loses his damn mind, yelling and pointing at his phone as if kami is right there in front of him. “BRO MOVE. FUCKING MOVE.” “this is the THIRD TIME denki.” “i’m not gonna play anything with you ever again.” (they literally played 7 hours later)

- made you do ice breakers the first day moving in, elementary school style. favorite color, worst fear, favorite animal, etc. you guys sat crisscrossed in front of each other, on the floor of your bare and empty apartment. he literally would not let you move a single piece of your furniture until he knew “who you were” because he didn’t want to “move in with a stranger”.

- once you two were comfortable enough (which didn’t take long AT ALL. 2 weeks TOPS) he was never in his own room. bed rotting phone time? yeah, he was in your bed. he needed to vent? sprawled out on your floor as you pretended to pay attention. there were times when you came home from being out to find him making himself at home in your room.

- one of his favorite things to do to you was stress you out. he’d learned to space it out pretty well so he could make sure you believed his antics each time. one of his favorite pranks he ever pulled was calling you to tell you that he had been hit by someone on a bike in the parking lot outside y’all’s apartment. when you practically ran to the front door, you opened it to see him laughing his ass off at the fact that you even believed him. you immediately shut the door in his face and locked him out and he spent the next 30 minutes texting you with messages like “bae please i’m sorry” “IM ON MY KNEES PLEASE LET ME IN” “i miss you…😢”

- LOVED springing impromptu “date days” (that’s what he called them) on you. the amount of times you would get a text from him saying “guess what we’re doing😁” and it spanned from him impulsively buying six flags tickets, to signing you both up for a zumba class because he saw a random flyer in the men’s restroom. and of course you went with him every time (you had no choice).

- insanely huge fan of night drives. if you and him hadn’t seen each other very much that day, he would peek in your room to suggest driving around. you were never one to refuse. the both of you had a blended playlist (that he FORCEDDD you to make with him day 1 just to “see if you were compatible”) that would blast through the speakers, but the two of you were always louder than the music because scream singing in his car was a must.

- he figured out pretty quickly that he loved when you played with his hair. it started a random night when you silently and mindlessly braided his hair, his head in your lap, as you watched a tv show you both started on a whim. he fell asleep so fast. since then, any time he wanted to wind down he would ask you to play with his hair. “i need your hands on my head” is how he always phrased it and every time you would raise an eye brow at him. “okay stop it freak, you know that’s not what i mean.” and within 10 minutes he was OUT every single time.

- did NOT like sharing you with his friends. “they just don’t know you like i do.” “yeah because i don’t know them…” “exactly and we’re gonna keep it that way.” on days where he would drag you along to a hang out with the guys, he was always at the ready to smack denki upside the head if he was one step out of line.

- he was quick to pick up on girl talk and include himself in literally EVERY conversation you had with your friends. he loved to act out scenes to really get the image of the situation. “okay now imagine i’m that bitch you hate having a shift with.” and if you didn’t say what he thought you should have: “god, we have to switch because you’re so ass at this.” “no the correct response would be to get in her face and say her teeth are crooked and she needs a new dentist. try again.”

- board game nights were absolutely essential to a healthy roommate environment. the first time you ever declined a board game night, he put a speaker outside your bedroom door blaring evanescence at max volume until you gave in. his favorite to play was headbands: act it out edition because he said “you move like a monkey when we play this game” and he loved having an excuse to laugh at you.

- the two of you constantly passed out on the couch together. you spent most of your nights eating together while talking over a show in the background, and it always ended with him sprawled out on top of you, drooling on your stomach. unfortunately, he was a really hard sleeper and wouldn’t wake up unless you pushed him off the couch and onto the floor, but 8 times out of 10, you just fell asleep with him. if he woke in the morning before you did, he would carry you to your bed and situate the both of you under the covers, falling back asleep until you eventually woke up.

- if you EVER went on a date or showed interest in another human being, he would NEVER let it go. “your new boyfriend gonna move in with us soon?” and he would be like that even if you just mentioned thinking someone was cute. if you were out on a date, best believe you would come back home to him patiently waiting on the couch, immediately on your ass the second you’re in the door. “are they as cool as me?” “be honest, should i just go ahead and kill myself?” “this lowkey feels like you just stabbed me 17 times in the stomach but it’s fine. i don’t even care.”

- he was a sucker for a tiktok trend. “y/n can we do this?” “isn’t that a trend that couples do?” “we’re literally married, what are you talking about.” he would find a new trend nearly every day and add it to a folder called “time to turn up” and if there was a ever a day you were both free, that was the first thing y’all did.

- an absolute sucker for cuddling and he would typically be the little spoon, which you never complained about. on days where you weren’t feeling your best, mentally or physically, he was always right there. if he found you rotting away in your room, he never left. “scooch it.” he would try to forcefully let himself into your space, and if you wouldn’t budge: “cmon babe, you gotta work with me here” and you were always quick to give in because you knew he meant well. these were typically the times he would set aside the title of little spoon and give it to you for however long you needed it.

- he loved to bring home treats, whether it be food or not, and have it ready for you when you came home. “yeah i was out today and saw that and thought of you.” “i figured you’d need a sweet treat when you got home.” and it was always something either incredibly stupid or insanely thoughtful, no in between.

- arguments never lasted long in your apartment. sero was stubborn but he knew when to call it quits and would usually just agree to disagree with you, even if he KNEW you were right. in moments where you refused to talk with him after the fact, he would send you videos he had saved on instagram that he knew would make you laugh every time. “oh come on, you love me too much to stay mad at me.” “want me to kiss you and make it all better?” and usually he would force a kiss on your cheek while you tried to fight him off.

sometimes i think we, as a community, forget how fucking weird aizawa is

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