~ Shigaraki! enthusiastic ~

Please please please stop telling yourself that your favourite character wouldn't look at you twice, wouldn't like you, wouldn't love you. Because they would. They would. I don't care what your excuses or reasons are, stop it.

Stop saying those things about yourself, even as a joke. Actually, especially as a joke. Shit like that gets in your head - it's hard to feel good about yourself or even okay about yourself if someone is always being mean to you.

I'm willing to listen to myself on this one thing, and so should you.

Let yourself have this one thing, okay? You deserve it.

Your favourite character loves you. Yes, even if they kill everything and everyone. Yes, even if they're awful and deserve what happened to them. Yes, even if they're an irredeemable villain. Yes, even for whatever reason or excuse you're thinking of as you read this.

They. Love. You.

No questions, no hesitations.

Just love, and a great big squishy cuddle for the love of their life.

fvck, sorry, i can’t stop thinking about it 🩷

The Breathless First

simon ghost riley x female reader / anal sex / first time for reader / 18+

You're nervous, the thin cotton of your nightshirt twisted between trembling fingers.

The bathroom door swings open and Simon emerges, a cloud of steam following him into the bedroom. He’s towel-drying his hair, water droplets trailing down the defined planes of his chest and following the inked paths of his tattoos before disappearing into the waistband of his loose sweatpants. The clean, masculine scent and that something uniquely Simon fills the room, making your stomach clench with anticipation.

"Eyes on me, love," he says, catching your gaze in the mirror. He tosses the towel aside, his movements fluid. When he turns to face you fully, the obvious bulge straining against his sweatpants makes your breath catch. "Something's got you all worked up tonight."

He crosses to the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he sits beside you. His hand comes to rest on your thigh, thumb stroking slow circles through the fabric of your shirt.

"Spit it out," he says, his voice dropping to that low register. "What dirty thought's been running through that pretty head of yours?"

You swallow hard, feeling a blush creep up your neck. "I... I was thinking about us. About... what we do." Your fingers tighten around the hem of your shirt.

Simon's hand slides higher, fingers brushing the edge of your panties. "What exactly, baby? You know you can tell me anything."

Taking a shaky breath, you force yourself to meet his dark eyes. "I’ve never... no one's ever... I've never done anal before. But I've thought about it. A lot. And I want to... with you. Only you."

The surprise in his eyes quickly gives way to something darker, more intense. His hand moves to cup your jaw, thumb stroking your lower lip. "Is that what's been making you so squirmy? My girl wanting her tight little arse played with?"

18+ mdni

being roommates with osamu, suna, and atsumu while having the BIGGEST crush on osamu. you find yourself melting at your feet while watching osamu do domestic chores. cooking, doing laundry, cleaning, no matter what it is your heart starts to beat a little faster and your stares tend to linger.

it’s not your fault his biceps look so scrumptious while he kneads at the rice for his onigiri! and it’s not your fault the other two boys you live with are pigs, making you go feral for the only good roommate who does a little more than the bare minimum.

and you swear he knows about your crush (so do atsumu and suna) because you feel like he purposefully does things that he knows will fluster you. he asks you to taste test the onigiri he makes, opting to feed you bites himself rather than letting you eat it. he tilts your chin up with one finger, telling you to open up as your jaw drops on command. he uses his unfairly pretty and rough hand to bring the onigiri to your mouth, and then pulls away after like nothing happened, leaving you stunned and atsumu cackling on the couch.

when doing the dishes, you and osamu work side by side in tandem, while his arm continues to brush yours over and over. and when you finally get used to his touch, he’ll grab your waist to move around you with a murmured “‘scuse me darling” in your ear. you turn red and scrub a plate so hard it almost breaks. suna scoffs about how pathetic you are later.

and worst of all is when you’re sitting in the living room, recovering from a long day of work and watching your favorite show, and osamu decides to walk out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel slung lowly around his waist. osamu’s built from years of volleyball, but recently he’s been getting bigger and beefier from taste testing and handling heavy sacks of rice at onigiri miya. his arms bulge deliciously, and the slight pudge around his toned stomach makes your mouth water.

your hand freezes in the popcorn bowl as you squeak, face turning positively red. osamu turns towards the couch, water droplets dripping from his hair down his muscular back, leaving you speechless. atsumu starts screaming at him to “put some damn clothes on” and quit “drippin all over the floor”. osamu rolls his eyes and starts moving towards his room, but not before catching your stare and smirking. after he leaves, you sink into the couch, face burning, as suna and atsumu stare at you with pity.

it’s so obvious it hurts to watch, suna and atsumu often find themselves cringing at how you practically light up with heart eyes whenever osamu walks in. one day they corner osamu in the kitchen (well, atsumu corners him, while suna feigns disinterest), demanding to know the truth about how he feels about you. osamu scoffs and denies any feelings towards you, claiming you’re “just a friend” and it’s fun to flirt but that’s it. little do they know, you heard everything from the hallway, heart breaking into tiny little pieces. you knew your crush was just that - an unattainable crush - but it certainly hurt to hear out loud.

you call your girlfriends who insist on getting you drunk and out of your apartment. they claim you don’t need to be around osamu anymore, calling him ugly names and hoping it’ll make you feel better. it doesn’t, it only makes you feel worse because you know that he isn’t a bad person for not returning your feelings.

they drag you out of your room regardless, forcing you down to a bar and buying you drink after drink. at some point during the night, a group of cute boys approaches you guys, one of them fixated right on you. he buys you a drink and you sip it idly while he tries to chat you up. any other day you may have chatted back, but today you were too heartbroken over osamu to even look at another man. despite that, you try and give him the best of your attention as your girls cheer you on from the side. before leaving, the cute boy asks you for your number. you don’t have it in you to turn him down so he hands you his phone as you enter your contact into it.

when you come home, the three boys are sitting on the couch watching some shitty horror movie. atsumu jumps at the door opening, asking if you want to join them after realizing it’s you. you’re swaying side to side slightly, slurring that you don’t wanna watch a movie with them. suna squints at you, asking if your wasted as you vehemently shake your head no. the three boys exchange looks, before osamu gets up and tries to stabilize you by the waist with his ginormous arms. and again, while any other day you would’ve welcomed the touch, might’ve even drunkenly flirted with him while he playfully rolled his eyes and took care of you, you were too hurt and heartbroken to let him.

you smack his arms and tell him to get away from you, before clumsily storming into your room for the night. osamu stands there in shock, as do atsumu and suna. you hear a couple of knocks at your door, first osamu, then atsumu, then suna. you yell at them to go away all three times. as you’re finishing taking your makeup off, you’re flooded with texts from your roommates, asking you if you’re ok and if anything happened. osamu especially has sent you a torrent of texts, clearly worried. it would’ve made your heart clench, if you didn’t know that he doesn’t really care about you or your feelings.

you decide to take pity on your roommates and text suna that you’re ok, and that you just want space. rin instantly responds, respecting your decision and telling you he’ll relay it to the others. you stop getting texts, but not before osamu sends you one last one.

samu 😛🍙: you can talk to me, you know

you scoff at that, turning your phone off and falling asleep quickly after.

the next few days pass by with you avoiding osamu at all costs. you dodge all his attempts to get you to taste test his food, switch out chores with suna so that you don’t have to do the dishes with him, and spend your free time in your room as opposed to the living room. osamu is so confused why you’re treating him this way, and it’s affecting him to the point where he’s taking out his frustration on atsumu and suna. the two of them are caught between you avoiding them, and osamu being constantly angry with them.

“whole house mad” suna remarks, when osamu and atsumu start getting into petty fights and you aren’t even bothered enough to come out of your room.

osamu considers confronting you but can’t even get you alone long enough to say what he wants, and you weren’t responding to his texts either. meanwhile, you’ve been texting bar boy (whose name you learn is matsukawa issei), and trying to distract yourself from your shitty living situation.

eventually issei asks you out on a date, and after deliberating and much encouragement from your friends, you decide to go. he tells you to dress nice since he’s taking you to a fancy restaurant, and you can’t help but miserably wonder whether osamu would’ve cooked a nice meal for you for a first date.

despite your very prominent lingering feelings for osamu, you spend your early friday evening dressing up to the nines. you put on a short black dress that you’ve been dying to wear, along with some way too high heels and your best perfume and jewelry. you style your hair and makeup to absolute perfection, admiring yourself in the mirror.

you step out of your room at 7 pm, wanting some alone time in the living room to calm your nerves before the date. since it was a friday night, atsumu and suna were out with their teams, and osamu was running a shift at onigiri miya. as you walk towards the couch, the door clicks and opens, making you freeze. osamu walks in, sighing and running a hand through his dark hair. your heart starts beating faster, as you wonder if you can make it past him towards your room fast enough before he notices you. your high heels say otherwise.

it’s too late anyways, because he looks up and fixates his eyes directly on you. he doesn’t say anything for a moment, simply running his eyes up and down your figure. you turn pink under his intense gaze, as his expression shifts into something unreadable.

“you’ve been avoiding me.” he claims.

you try and stammer out an excuse, but he’s not having any of it. in a few strides he crosses the room, leaving merely two inches of space between you two. you swallow thickly, head tilting up towards his gorgeous features.

“you’ve been avoiding me.” he repeats, softer this time, as he lifts a hand to your face. you almost let him, but step back at the last minute. you avert your eyes and stammer about having to go.

he seems to notice that you’ve dressed up, raising an eyebrow and questioning what for.

“i have a date.”

he stares at you for a moment, as you say the words aloud.

“what?”

you repeat yourself, shyly admitting that you have a date with a man you met at the bar. osamu continues to give you a look of shock, until it hardens into something colder. he scoffs and asks you if that’s why your dressed up, bitterly remarking about how you can’t even be bothered to talk to one your supposed closest friends but you have the time to go on a date with a complete stranger.

your lip trembles at his mean quips, and you’ve reached your breaking point.

“well, you just think of me as some fun little pet to flirt with so why would i want to talk to you?” you burst, wiping an angry tear that escaped your eye. osamu goes back to shock.

“what are you talking about?” he asks incredulously.

“i’m talking about how you told atsumu that you have no feelings for me and how i’m just a friend who’s fun to flirt with,” you claim angrily. “you knew how much i liked you, you knew how i felt about you, and you just kept toying with me and flirting with me for your own entertainment!”

osamu’s expression shifts into one of understanding as he recalls his earlier conversation with atsumu and suna in the kitchen. and suddenly it all makes sense, how that was the day you started avoiding him and pushing him away.

“i only said that because atsumu was pissin’ me off. i don’t like being hounded about my feelings, and suna and atsumu cornerin’ me made me panic,” he explains. “truth is, i have so many feelings for you darling,”

your breath hitches as osamu draws closer, lifting one hand to your face again.

“i flirt with ya because i like you, not because it’s a game. i was just scared, because i like ya more than i can even comprehend,” his voice drops a few octaves until its barely above a whisper. your heart is absolutely pounding now, breath hitching. his arms snake around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.

“i think it’s cute how much you like me, and i think it’s about time i show you how much i like you too. stay here with me for the night baby,”

his face is dropping closer and closer to yours. your eyes start to flutter shut, before your phone dings with a text from issei.

“i have my date,” you mumble, putting your hand on his chest in a weak attempt to push him off. his eyes darken, glancing at your phone before grabbing it out of your hands and holding it out of reach. you protest heavily, banging your fist against his chest and chanting how it’s mean to leave him hanging.

“it’s mean to leave me hanging darling,” he counters. you’re left speechless.

“fine. answer me honestly,” he concedes, “do you want to go on that date instead of staying here with me?”

you honestly didnt even have to think about your response to that question, it was kind of pathetic. you stare at him as you shake your head no, and it’s all the signal he needs. he grins as he tosses your phone and pulls you in for a deep kiss, molding his lips against yours. you gasp and grab for purchase anywhere, while he all but sweeps you off your feet.

he groans about how good you look and how he can’t believe you were about to wear that for another man, while you protest that he could’ve had it sooner if he wasn’t such a dumbass.

the two of you clumsily stumble into his room, a tangled mess of limbs as he apologizes over and over again between kisses.

he turns you around and pushes you against the wall, unzipping your tight dress. he groans as you take the dress off and turn around again, tiny lace bra and black panties on display. you turn red and tug at his shirt, which he takes off in one swift motion. he works his mouth down your neck and over your tits, making small gasps and sighs leave your mouth. each little noise you make goes straight to his dick, making it strain impossibly against his pants. he continues working hot kisses down until he’s on his knees, smirking up at you. he hovers his mouth over your clothed cunt, before pressing a soft kiss to it. the reaction is instant, your hips bucking towards him and a gasp leaving your mouth.

he chuckles slightly before licking a small stripe over your panties, making you moan and flush a deep red. your hand finds its way to his hair and you plead for him to do something, anything. his looks up at your flushed face, pretty tits, and big eyes practically begging him to touch you. he decides he can’t wait any longer.

he mutters out a small “i’m sorry baby” before standing up and practically tossing you onto the bed.

“next time, i promise, but right now i can’t hold off any longer.”

he unbuttons his pants and you watch as he takes his boxers off to reveal the most delicious cock you have ever seen. he’s big, confirming every suspicion you’ve ever had. more than anything else, it’s the girth that makes your eyes widen. you didn’t even know if you could fit that, he was bigger than anybody you’d ever been with before. osamu must’ve seen your expression because he chuckled, stroking your cheek and murmuring that he’ll make it fit.

he slides your panties off your legs, mouth watering at your glistening pussy before remembering his earlier promise. he makes a mental note to make you cum at least three times on his tongue next time before lining his fingers up with your pussy.

he inserts two fingers, which you greedily take in as you moan, wrapping your arms around his neck. he lowers his mouth to your lips, stifling your moans as he scissors his fingers in and out of your dripping hole. he notes how tight you are, cock throbbing at the anticipation.

he takes his fingers out and asks you if your ready to which you nod vigorously, making him let out a small laugh. he then lines himself up and slowly pushes himself in, inch by inch.

your eyes water in pleasure and pain, trying to adjust to the size as he tells you to relax. you take deep breaths, exhaling a sigh of relief when he tells you he’s fully inside. you stay like that for a moment, before you shift your hips and practically beg him to start moving. he smirks, before slowly pulling his thick dick out to the tip, and slamming it back into you.

you let out a loud, pornographic moan of his name, as he starts to stretch you over and over again.

he leans over and unclips your bra, palming at your tits after they’re freed. you’re breathing hard and grabbing at anything you can, hands settling on his back.

osamu picks up the pace, little chants of “samu”, “samu oh,” leaving your mouth over and over again. osamu wants to bottle that sound up and listen to it forever.

he brings one hand to your clit, circling the bud over and over again until you have tears dripping down your face from how good he’s making you feel. there’s an embarrassing squelch every time his hips meet yours, and he’s stretching you out impossibly. one of his gorgeous arms that you’re always admiring hooks around your leg, while he leaves small kisses against your ankle.

he starts rocking his hips faster and faster as you both reach your climax, bring his lips to yours as he rides through it with you.

afterwards, you both let out a huge sigh and fall onto the bed for a minute, before he gets up to clean you up.

you find yourselves falling asleep next to each other in osamu’s bed, both feeling much happier than you have been for a minute. there are much more serious conversations to be had in the future, but for now, you’re content with knowing that he reciprocates your feelings.

bonus:

in the morning, atsumu screams in disgust when he flings open his twins door only to find the two of you half naked under the sheets. osamu yells at him to get the hell out, while atsumu begrudgingly pays suna 10 bucks, muttering something along the lines of “how could i know that they were gonna fuck within the week?”

bonus 2:

when mattsun comes back 30 minutes after he left, muttering bitterly about how his date stood him up, the apartment erupts into laughter.

osamu miya x reader; in which you try making breakfast for your roommate so you can confess your feelings but it goes horribly wrong cos you suck at cooking (yikes!)

“why did i think i can do all this?” you mutter quietly to yourself, stepping back to look at the absolute mess that was made. you had messed up the rice to water ratio for the rice cooker, burned the sausage, and put too much salt in the scrambled eggs. your only edible food item was the fruit salad you made, although your poorly-shaped fruit detracted whatever visual appeal was left.

sinking down to the floor, you sat with your head in your hands, trying to think of how you could possibly salvage this. the plan was to make your roommate, osamu miya, a nice breakfast - one that was worthy enough to confess your feelings over.

living with him for the past 8 months had only amplified the previous feelings you had for him in high school. the normalcy of late night conversations and packed work lunches had only added fuel to the fire. atsumu even calls you “‘samu’s girlfriend”, a name that neither you or him rush to deny.

“last orders!” you said, cleaning up after the salary man who just left. 

the last customers were a elderly couple who often came for dinner. living a few blocks away from the store allowed them to visit frequently, making them one of the common faces in onigiri miya. 

you turned around and walked towards their table, asking for a final time if they wanted or needed anything before closing time. 

“efficient as always mrs. miya” 

“haha, thank you for your high praise, however i’m not a miya” 

the woman looked surprised, as her husband calmly sips on the last bits of his green tea getting ready to leave. 

“your not? i’m pretty sure the owner said you were his wife?” 

this time you were the perplex one, looking down to your fingers to make sure you didn’t forget marrying your boyfriend.

raising your hand to show your empty ring finger, you felt another pair of hands wrap around the half raised arm, putting it back down by your sides. then you heard a voice from behind you. 

“we just got married last month, so she’s still getting used to the new surname”

turning around you look at osamu, who was still holding your hands with a small mischievous smile on his face. you shoot him an inquisitive look, before returning your attention to the customers packing up to leave. 

before you could correct his blatant lie, the woman  chuckled. “fufufufu, you should’ve told me so earlier, enjoy being a newlywed while you can” 

the woman shot you and your boyfriend a sweet smile, as her husband helps her put on her coat. 

giving up on clearing up the misunderstanding, you escorted them to the exit. 

before leaving the store the woman’s husband handed you some cash which you assumed to be a tip.

“consider it our wedding gift to you” 

surprised by the reasoning, you tried to explain and clear up their misconception of your relationship with the owner. 

“oh, we’re not actuall—“ 

“thank you so much for your blessings! we’ll see you next time!” 

osamu cuts you off, grabbing your hand from behind again to wave the elderly couple off, wishing them a safe journey home with a wide grin on his face. 

you glanced at your boyfriend, as he shamelessly walks back into the store. you followed him in, locking up after entering, shooting him another glance just to see him cleaning up his station like he didn’t just lie to get extra money. 

“did you just propose to your employee at work? i’m pretty sure that’s an abuse of power mr. miya. wouldn’t want your business license getting suspended now would you?” 

breaking your silence, you decided to question him on the events that transpired in the last 5 minutes.

“i don’t know what your talking about my dear?” 

“you just lied to our regulars!” 

you heard the grin in his voice as he replied. 

“our? i’m pretty sure this place is called onigiri miya, so for them to be OUR regulars, you must be a miya” 

“hmmmm, i don’t see a ring on my finger” 

laughing at your response, he exercised his rights to remain silent. little did you know about the cake, bouquets, and engagement ring waiting for you at home, along with marriage filing documents he’d already signed. 

-

a few months later, the regular elderly couple was back. 

“mrs. miya, still as efficient as ever” 

“thank you as always, i don’t deserved your high praise ma’am”

she chuckled in response “fufufu, i see you’ve gotten used to your new name.” 

you flushed at her observation, not bothering to clear up the misunderstanding from before. as you sheepishly scratched your head flashing the glittering ring osamu proposed with. 

athletic men who spend all their time training, laser-focused on improving their skills before the next competition

athletic men whose muscles ache as they sit down to sip on the electrolyte drink, half listening in on their coach’s rambling on team strategies 

athletic men who immediately go straight into the locker room, quickly showering and changing before grabbing their duffel bag and leaving 

athletic men who, upon returning home, immediately pull you in and lock their lips onto yours as you open the front door, not even leaving space for proper greetings

athletic men who kick the front door closed, dropping their belongings on the ground, sneaking their hands under your shirt and groping your breasts as they continue to savour your taste

athletic men who feel your moans in their mouths, yet they leave no room for you to catch your breath as they continue to explore your body with their rough, muscular hands

athletic men who can’t get enough of you, so they grab you by the waist to guide you to the living room sofa, taking off your (his) oversized jersey to reveal your bare body 

athletic men who hungrily take in your scent as they place kisses from your neck down to the more sensitive areas on your body, your soft moans becoming the music to their ears

athletic men who are so, so tired from practice, yet always have to physically restrain themselves from fucking you right then and there by the entrance of your shared apartment, as you become their after-practice stress reliever 

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Simon Riley watching you shower.

Calloused hands are wrapped around his spit-covered cock, anticipation leaking from his tip as he ruts forward.

Your body is so soapy and wet, glistening under the light as you scrub yourself, bending over to reach your legs.

He almost cums instantly when you grab the shower head and switch the setting, holding it to your clit as you moan, tits jiggling as your body shakes.

Poor Simon, it was too much watching your foamy tits bounce as you orgasmed, a cry leaving your lips as he spills himself all over his hand, letting out a groan as you look.

You weren’t even sure how you both discovered your kink for public sex until it just happened one day.

It wasn’t Simon’s fault, he needed you. You were so pretty in that tiny sundress and he could tell you weren’t wearing any panties.

His bicep coiled around your waist as you sat on his lap, the coach of the train only occupied by 2 others on the opposite end. His rigid cock as nestled inside you, angry tip rubbing against your cervix with every small movement as you nibbled on your bottom lip.

You wriggled before you raised yourself and slapped down on his lap, your flesh connecting for a moment with a smack as you looked around. You grew restless as Simon held onto your waist, helping you move as you whined into your fist.

“Shhhh, don’t be too loud,” he whispered in your ear, licking a stripe of your neck as he bunched your dress up at your waist, his eyes trained on the jiggle of your ass.

You were a panting mess as you rubbed at your clit, your movements growing sloppy as you neared your orgasm. Simon was quick to take over, his thrusts meeting yours as you choke on the air with a splutter, his cock reaching unnecessarily deep as you squirt, your pussy clenching his cock with every passing second before your cunt was collecting his cum.

CW: exhibitionism, reader is HORNY ASF like rlly fkn horny, use of buttplugs and sex toys, THIS IS SO FILTHY BUT PLS LMK IF U WANT MORE WORK LIKE THIS

Taglist: @valentineofoctobers

At first it made you awkward, knowing your roommate had seen you like that, but the awkwardness turned to desire. Something carnal had possessed you as you found excuses to spend more time near him, teasing him until he snapped.

You started off tame, bending over slightly with lacy panties on, the mere display of them shown before you walked away. Then you grew more confident, wearing no undergarments as you wiped the floor down, your skirt leaving nothing to the imagination as the slit of your pussy tantalised his view, brown eyes drawn to your exposed cunt.

CW: female masturbation, squirting, being walked in on

There were multiple perks to having a Lieutenant as your roommate.

1) He was quiet

2) He was rarely around

3) He fixed everything that needed to be fixed

4) He was insanely hot

It was easy enough. The majority of the time you were by yourself, leaving you be to do whatever you please. Even when he was home, it never really felt like he was there. He was almost ghostly.

It was a regular Friday night for you. Work had finished by 4, you had eaten and showered and now you had your panties at your ankles and a cute little vibrator wedged against your puffy clit.

The best thing about being alone was you could be as loud as you wanted.

He rubbed the sleep off his eyes, expecting you to still be sleeping next to him, though all that came to him was the smell of pancakes. So he decided to pull on his mask, this time not forgetting, and walk into the kitchen.

Where you were flipping pancakes with your gaze down and eyes closed. "Morning." Simon grumbled to you, and you simply nodded.

He walked over to the coffee machine, noticing how you were very obviously avoiding his gaze. He cleared his throat while the machine prepped his coffee.

"So. Why were you in my bed...? I'm not mad... just asking." Simon said as he looked towards you, seeing your cheeks brighten was quite a sight infact.

"I didn't know you were coming back so soon." You mumbled as you flipped another pancake. First normal sentence you had said in the past 12h.

"Were you... drunk?" Simon contiued.

Of course you were drunk, you had went out to try to forget about Simon. Obviously it hadn't worked if you ended up sleeping in his bed and sobbing yourself to sleep because he didn't even show light interest in you. Come on! You walked around the house essentially naked, and he didn't even look at you.

But whatever. "A bit." You finally squeezed out. Wincing at the memory of the night.

"And you were in my bed because...?" Simon continued. It was disturbing him why you had been in his bed, if he didn't know any better he would think you were attracted to him... but that's just outrageous... right? Who could love him.... especially... when....-

"I felt sick when I got home... your bedroom was closer." You lied through your teeth.

He hummed and grabbed his coffee, "Your bedroom is next to the front door." He stated and walked back to his room. You finally opened your eyes to stare at him, you were certain he has a stupid smirk on his face.

"Okay, so what if I wanted, to sleep in your bed, I didn't know you were gonna come back home." You spat at him. God, this man had audacity.

"... why would you wanna sleep in my bed? Your bed in completely fine, seems pretty comfortable." Simon said with a puzzled face.

Is this man seriously this stupid?

"Because I might be attracted to you, if you've noticed my several hints! If you don't like me you can just say that, not act stupid-" you grumbled before cutting yourself off. "You know, whatever, why am I even wasting energy on this if you're obviously gay."

Simon had been staring at you wideeyed this whole time what you obviously didn't notice through your rant. But what did wake him from his daze was you calling him gay. "I'm not gay- not that there's anything wrong with that, but i'm not.... I like women." He mumbled.

You sighed. "Yeah? You clearly don't like me though." You said as you turned off the stove and turned around to fully face him. "Every time you come back from your work, I walk around wearing no trousers. What do you think that means? The heating in this apartment in shit, i would not be freezing my ass off unless it was to show it off."

Simon continued to stare at you with a confused expression. "Your ass is nice." He finally said.

You shook your head. "Eat the pancakes." You said, god, this man was impossible. Truly so.

Meanwhile you were busy cursing him put in your head, his head was racing with what he should do... some part of him wanted to push you away, his job was too risky, his personality too rough, his skills... rusty, to say the least...

He didn't wanna disappoint you.

You deserved the best. And he felt as if he was the minimum.

"When I lose my headache I wanna fuck you." You retorted from the bathroom.

What?

Pairings: Dazai, Ranpo, Fyodor, Atsushi, Chuuya, and Sigma

❗WARNINGS❗: SMUT, MDNI, blindfold, scratching, degrading, praise, biting, pulling, breeding kink, whimpering, moaning, cock warming, overstimulation, choking, etc

🖤DAZAI 🖤

You never liked Dazai. If you were being honest the only thing you liked about him was his looks. Dazai was annoying, sneaky and treated you like shit which made the thought of him disgusting. He was never too fond of you either, yet he also found you pretty attractive. Thus you both somehow found yourselves having sex.

Dazai was on top of you with his cock thrusting deeply into you. He hit every sensitive part of you skillfully which made it hard for you to quiet your moans. Your wet, tight cunt made him grip onto the bed sheets. He didn't think you'd feel this fucking good and it was almost like you were made for his cock.

He was panting slightly "Squeezing me so tightly? And I thought you hated my guts ngh~ but now I'm literally in them~" he smirks

You felt embarrassed by his words and decided to flip yourself over to jump on his cock. You felt better seeing him beneath you and be in a more vulnerable position, but his smirk didn't go away

He put his hands on your hips and looked down to see his cock rub in and out of your tight pussy "Heh~ you look good jumping on my cock like a desperate whore"

"Shut up, It's because you weren't doing that good of a job so I had to take control" you struggled trying not to moan

"Is that so? Hah~ then let me make it up to you since I'm oh so sorry" He flipped you over again, this time pinning your arms above your head as he thrusted deeper into you making you slip out a loud moan

He smiles "You just didn't like me on top, huh? You didn't like how good my cock feels?" He teases you

You looked away from embarrassment and quietly said "Too.. deep- mmn~"

He smiles "Just be honest and say nobody has ever made you feel this good~"

You gave him a fiery look "Mmn~ Shut up and just fuck me"

He didn't like this attitude of yours and decided to just suddenly cock warm himself.

"Idiot, what are you doing?" You asked

"I just thought it'd be nice to hear you beg~ "

"Uh- there's no way" you gave him a disgusted look

He then does 4 deep, fast thrusts into you making you want more and whimper "Come on, tell me you want it~" he says in a low voice and a smirk

You grumbled and looked away. It took you a couple seconds to say something "please...don't stop"

"Hmm? Say it louder~" his smirk becomes wider

You looked at him with an angry look holding back from slapping him. You hate to admit it, but he really was the only man who's ever actually pleased you "please don't stop. I want more" you said trying not to sound too vulgar

He smiles and begins to fuck you relentlessly. His cock hitting deep inside you while throbbing. You both gasp a moan. His grip on your wrists tightened more as you arched your back. Your breasts becoming more perky and drawing his attention

"S-shit hah~ I guess your good with at least one thing" he groans

You started to smirk "Your throbbing so much mmn~ do I make you feel that good~?" You taunted

He then puts a hand around your throat as a way to shut you up, making you tightened more around him

He pants "Your about to cum aren't you?"

"Not even close" you managed to say

He tilts his head "Then this shouldn't be a problem for you"

His thrusts become animalistic and rough, hitting your g-spot which felt like every millisecond. You felt a huge wave of pleasure wash over you and felt your climax coming rapidly "AAH~! F-fuck- w-wait~!"You then came on his cock as you moaned loudly. Twitching and clenching around him.

He smiled while his cock throbbed "look at that~ cumming all over my cock? Ngh~ Didn't you just say I wasn't any good?"

You couldn't even form a sentence and just moaned loudly from over stimulation. Your pitiful moans drove him over the edge. He hated how amazing you felt and how he found his release so quickly "Fuck... Ngh~ fucking shit~!" He moans

With a couple more thrusts, he pulled out of you and came all over your body with a loud groan. His cum was on your stomach, chest, and face. You almost wanted to smirk at how much he came from having sex with you, but you were still calming down from your own climax, too out of breath to make a snarky comment

He smirks while panting "You look prettier with my cum all over you"

You looked at him "I liked you better when you were moaning loudly like a little bitch"

He laughs "That's rich coming from you~"

"Fuck you"

He chuckles "Feel free to come back anytime if you want more~"

"Why on earth would I ever want more from you? Oh I see.. it's you who wants more"

"Only temporarily obviously... Don't act like you don't like the idea of it, princess~"

💚RANPO💚

You and Ranpo almost had the same relationship as him and Poe. They're rivals yet enjoy each other's company. Like Poe you tried to find ways to surpass Ranpo but instead you try to become a better detective. You know it might be impossible, but it's your goal. It was like you and Ranpo were constantly in a competition without hating each other completely. You actually quite liked eachother, but you didn't want to admit that.

One night things escalated and one thing led to another.You were both on a bed as you rode Ranpo's cock. His hands were stuck to your waist and your hands were on his chest to keep you balanced. You were both in pure bliss, moaning and whimpering from the sweet sensation.

"Yea~ so good~ mmn~! More~" Ranpo moaned while throwing his head back

"Its good to know that I can at least put you in this state- mmn~! I'm the only one who can make you like this~" you teased

He just kept whimpering. His hands that were on your waist were trembling from ecstasy. You softly chuckle "Who knew that the world's greatest detective could be such a whimpering mess~"

He slowly starts to smirk "And no other man has ever felt this good huh~? Hah~ It pretty obvious"

You were taken aback from his blunt words. "Ah~! I can say the same when I'm also the only one who's made you like this~" he says while smiles

He sat up by using his elbows to get a better look at you. His tone was deep as he teased you "Don't act so high and mighty~ ngh~!"

You scoff and look down. You hated how right he always was, but then an idea came to your mind. You realized that if there's one thing that makes Ranpo weak it's praise, so you decided to use that against him

You spoke "Your one to talk.. your lucky you feel amazing~"

You saw Ranpo gulp and blush. He smiled softly from the comment. You decided to keep going. You made him sit up to wrap your arms around him and to moan in his ear. Your hand gently pulling on his hair "Your doing such a good job~ ngh~! Such a good boy~ ah~! I can't get enough of you~ mnn~! Your so big and deep~"

You felt his cock throb violently. His whimpers became more loud. It turned you on how you were becoming too much for him to handle. He laid his chin on your shoulder while moaning uncontrollably.

You chuckled gently "The simplest words are enough to drive you crazy~ it's so cute~ yet pathetic" you kissed his ear, making him twitch

He chuckle gently while looking at you "What's pathetic is that you did this expecting me to beg for more of you in the future, but the truth is it's you who will beg for me"

You looked at him offended until he spoke again "Don't be so upset it's not like I'm complaining- ngh~! Not one bit~!"He whispers in your ear "You do feel amazing~ this is the best I've ever felt"

His praise made you crazy. Your cunt twitched as you whimpered against his neck. He smiles "I see even the simplest words make you crazy too"

You began to jump faster on his cock. Both of you moaned louder as you both felt your orgasms coming quickly "Y-yeah~ I'm so close~ i-im going to- ah~! So close~!" Ranpo moaned

"Me too~! Mmn~! Keep going~!"

You both held onto eachother tightly. The sensation was undescribable and incomparable to anything you both have ever felt in your lives. With a few deep, fast thrusts. Ranpo whimpered extremely loudly as he came inside you. His whole body trembling an insane amount. His whimper instantly made you cum with him. Your cunt tightly squeezing the cum out of him and covering his cock with your cum.

While still holding onto eachother you both laid limp onto the bed. Your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beat rapidly. You were both panting heavily and slowly becoming sleepy

"We can do this again tomorrow" Ranpo said in a soft voice

You looked at him shocked but deep down you were happy. He smirks "I already knew you were going to ask so"

You pushed yourself off him "Fuck off"

He laughs while playfully poking your cheek over and over again "Just admit it! your obsessed with me~"

You slapped his hand away while blushing "Fuck you!"

💜FYODOR💜

Your from the ADA and somehow you've found your enemy to be attractive. You hated yourself for it, but the heart wants what it wants. You and Fyodor had an interesting relationship. He too also found you attractive and fascinating, but that didn't stop you from trying to put the guy in jail or him trying to eliminate you.

One night you were fed up and it lead you to finding him in the middle of the night for a hookup. He gave in easily which surprised you, but then again nobody really knows Fyodor, maybe he only agreed because it was part of some plan he has.

You were both on a bed. Fyodor was on top of you as he heavenly fucked you. Your arms wrapped around his neck and his hands on your hips. If he really wanted to, he would kill you in one second, but you just felt too good he couldn't bring himself to do it. His cock hit all your sweet spots and your wet, tight cunt perfectly rubbed his dick.

Your soft moans were music to his ears"My, my, someone sure is enjoying themselves, hm~?" Fyodor smirks

You clenched his hair "Your one to talk- ah~ your twitching so much agh~ I don't think any woman has ever touched you"

"hmm~ I don't sleep around like you, dear~"

Your eyebrows furrowed "I'm not a slut- mmn~" you moaned while arching your back

He chuckles "It seems like you are for me~ coming to my door and begging like one ah~"

You grumbled "Shut up- mph~"

He then used his thumb to rub your clit. You moaned louder and instinctively wrapped your legs around his body to push him deeper inside you, making you tighter "Your really clamping down ngh~ do I make you feel that good~?" He teases

You looked away in embarrassment "Use your words" he whispers in your ear tauntingly

You didn't respond. He shrugs his shoulders "If that's how you want to play, then..." His thrusts became faster and rough. His cock hitting deep inside you and feeling amazing. You moan louder. He tried to hide his moans and all you felt was his cock throbbing more.

You felt your climax coming quickly"I- I'm gonna- ah~! slow d-down~!" You held onto his shoulder tightly Just as you were about to cum, Fyodor pulled himself out. You looked at him confused

He smiles sinisterly "Beg for it, dear~ just like how you did earlier today"

You scoffed "You really think I'd beg for you?"

"Judging by the way your body quivers, and how you wrap your arms and legs around me. I'd say you will"

Your eye twitched. He brought his face coser to yours. Your foreheads almost touching He tilted his head to the side slightly "No man has ever made you feel this grand~"

You chuckle "I bet you didn't even think sex would feel this good, mudak"

(Translation: asshole )

"Hm? I guess we're done here then" he was getting up to leave, but you grabbed his wrist. His eyes looking at your face that was in defeat

You grumbled as you looked down "Please..Fuck me. Please don't stop"

He held your chin to make you look at him "Why should I?"

"B-because... It feels good" you said trying not to sound disgusted

He smiled widely. All of a sudden he plunged his cock inside you again. You both moaned in satisfaction from the pleasure of being one again. He continues his fast, rough pace. Somehow the pleasure being more intense than before. You loudly moaned from the sensation. You felt your orgasm approaching again

"Ngh~! look at you screaming for me~ let's do it together shall we?" Fyodor grunts

You couldn't form sentences. The more Fyodor looked at the state he's put you in, the faster he felt his climax coming. You both couldn't hold on any longer from the pleasure

He gripped your hips harshly "Ngh~! T-trakhni menya~" he grunted before he came deep inside you

(Translation: Fuck me)

The instant you felt your cunt being filled by his hot cum, you came with him while moaning. Your bodies were only washed over by ecstacy. Twitching and breathing heavily was all you two could do. He looked down to your cum filled cunt "Kak chudesno.. taking it all in" he groans softly

(Translation: how wonderful )

A few seconds after he said that, he pulled out of you and plopped next to you trying to catch his breath. You looked at him while panting "Don't look so pleased.. you look pathetic when you cum"

He chuckles and smirks at you "If I recall, you were the one that was begging for me twice tonight. Seems hypocritical, don't you think?"

You looked at him irritated. You knew he was right. You protested "Well this is the first and last time we'll ever do this"

He got closer to your face and in a deep voice, he said "unfortunately, we both know that's not the case"

💙ATSUSHI💙

You were part of the Mafia and Atsushi was part of the ADA. You two have fought eachother every once in awhile, but something about him made you soft, maybe it's because he's actually very sweet, but there's no way you'd ever admit to that. He always got in the way of your plans and it frustrated the hell out of you

Not like he thought of you any different. He didn't like how much of a horrible person you can be, but sometimes he's seen a soft side of you that he believe can be turned into good. You both just found each other fascinating and irritating, yet here you are on a bed.

You were both naked. He was on top of you with his forehead on your shoulder. He thrusted into you at a normal speed, almost tender and soft but he still hit the deepest parts of you. Your wet cunt soaked his cock and made it easy for him to slip in and out of you. One of your arms were in his hair and the other on his back. You both moaned from the pleasure

"Mmn~! W-we shouldn't be doing this- ah~!" He moans against your skin.

He looked worried, but he was just overwhelmed by the pleasure

"Yea, but it's too late to back out now Mmn~! it feels good, doesn't it~?" You responded, tilting your head slightly to get a better look at him

His grip tightened on the sheets "Y-yeah it feels ah~! A-amazing~! But- ngh~!"

"We can stop if you want- ah~ it's just I'll be unsatisfied mmn~"

He moves his head away from your shoulder to get a better look at you "N-no, I can't stop now~ mph~! Even if I wanted to~"

His thrusts became faster making you both moan in ecstasy as you reach closer to your climaxes"Why? Ngh~! Why you out of all people? Ah~" he asks mostly to himself

You scoffed "Mmn~! I ask myself the same thing"

"You've killed and tortured mmn~ yet I can't bring myself to stop~!" He was clearly feeling some type of guilt, but the body wants what it wants

You responded "Not like your any better- ngh~ your such a pushover agh~ your so fucking sensitive" you paused for a second before finishing your sentence "B-but I just can't stay away~ ngh~"

He looks into your eyes slightly surprised. He knows you have a soft spot and he wishes you brought it out more. His thrusts became needy and more vulgar. His thighs slapping against your thighs, hitting your g-spot over and over. You arched your back as you clawed his skin

He felt his release "I c-can't hold it anymore~ ah~! too good~! I-im- ngh~ something's coming~!" He moaned loudly

You held tightly onto him "Just like that~ i-im going to cum~!"

A few more strokes into your wet, warm cunt. He didn't want to make a mess on your body he pulled out and came onto his hand with a loud whimper. His hand was covered in so much of his own cum and you wished it was all over you or maybe even filling up inside you. You came right after him while moaning.

You both stood still in place panting heavily. Atsushi looks at his hand and clean it up with a tissue that's by the bed. He gave some to you too.After you cleaned yourselves up, you looked at him while blushing "Do you mind if I come back tomorrow?"

He jolts slightly from the question and looks away "We shouldn't, but.." he gulps before looking at you "Yeah, I'd like that"

🧡CHUUYA🧡

You knew Chuuya by working long enough at the ADA to learn about him. You knew he was part of the Mafia and his ability, but you both had a difficult relationship. You both didn't hate eachother, but it was hard to get along. You don't know why or how y'all started to fight with each other so often, but it's a regular thing. Regardless of your relationship, you found eachother attractive and thus found yourselves hooking up on this night.

You were both on the bed. Chuuya was on top of you as he thrusted roughly into you. At this rate when you wake up tomorrow you won't even be able to close your legs. Your arms were clawing his back which he found such a turn on. You both moaned from the euphoric sensation

"D-damnit it~ why are you so tight for, huh?" He struggled to say without moaning

You chuckle "Heh~ you can't handle me or what, bitch-? AH!"

Chuuya suddenly sunk his teeth into your neck to shut your snarky comment. You tightened from the bite and he twitched "Agh~ It seems like your the one that can't handle me"

You pull his hair roughly making him moan loudly "Ngh~! F-fucking hell!"

His pace became faster which made you squirm a bit and moan. He held your hips still with his hands "D-dont squirm so much! you'll make me- ngh~!" He moans

You smirk "Your throbbing so much Chuuya~ what's the matter? Mmn~ Does it feel that good~?" You taunted

He grumbles "Shut up ngh~ your literally soaking the sheets"

You decided to flip over and get on top of him "Hey! Who said you could- NGH~!"

You cut off his sentence by jumping on his cock. He gripped harshly on your hips as he closed his eyes tightly from the sensual pleasure

"Mmn~ You look kinda cute like this, Chuuya~" you moaned looking down at his pathetic state

His eyebrows furrowed as he grumbled "Ah~ don't ever call me that"

"Fine mnn~ your adorable~" you poked his cheek

His cheeks blushed red as he suddenly flipped you over and got back on top of you. His thrusts were vulgar and deep. You both moaned loudly. The bed shook violently. Your arms were wrapped around eachother. Your arched your back when you felt his cock hit your g-spot and moaned loudly

He smirks "Screaming from my cock~? Fuck~ so fucking good~ seems like your actually good at something"

You digged your nails into his shoulders "I-im gonna- ah~!" You moaned

His eyes were drunk with pleasure "Yeah~? me too ngh~ where do you want it?"

You grunted "O-outside, you idiot- mmn~!"

After a couple deep thrusts he pulled out and stroked his cock, shooting hot, sticky cum all over your body with a loud grunt. You saw his cock throbbed aggressively as it squirted cum. The sight alone made you cum with him. Your body twitched as you moaned from your release

You were both breathing heavily. He plopped next to you and got some napkins from the table next to the bed and gave them to you to clean yourself. You both laid there and stared at the ceiling still trying to calm down from the climax

"We're never doing that, again" Chuuya pants

"Fuck no. Never again" you responded

What a god damn lie

💛SIGMA💛

You and Sigma know each other for being part of the Decay of Angels and didn't really get along. Sigma had a hard time trusting people especially since you were part of the Decay of Angels. Right from the beginning he never fully trusted you and because of that he was very distant and cold towards you

You weren't any different though. You were also being used for the decay of angels and didn't really trust Sigma. The relationship between you two was secretly hating the other with no real reason, but one day you were both really frustrated and needed a distraction

It kind of just happened yet you couldn't really understand how it happened when you were both on the couch naked. You were straddling him while jumping on his cock. His hands were caressing your thighs. Your hands were in his hair sometimes pulling it and making him groan. Your tight, wet, warm cunt rubbed his cock addictively as you kept jumping on it. The tip of his cock hitting the deepest parts of your pussy. It felt amazing

Sigma looks down to see his cock slide in and out of you "Ah~! f-fuck~ j-just like that~" he moans

"So good~ I didn't expect you to be this amazing~" you responded while arching your back

He furrows his eyebrows "S-shut up~ mmn~ I know your just fucking with me mph~ using me as a toy"

You looked into his eyes "So are you- ngh~ don't act all innocent agh~! your loving this aren't you?"

He looked slightly stunned for a second "W-well.. ngh~! I guess we're both even- ah~!"

Suddenly your pace became faster. His cock throbbing aggressively as his whole body twitched from every touch from you "Your so sensitive~ mnn~! have you never been touched before~?" You asked teasingly

He blushed more and looked down "W-why would it matter? Your talking too much- ngh~!"

You wrapped your arms around his neck "Don't be so embarrassed~ ah~ it's actually pretty cute~" you smirked

He became embarrassed "C-cute? I said to s-shut up didnt I?"

He was tired of hearing your talk, after all, he just wanted a distraction. You listened to his small request and stopped talking. You thought of a kinky idea and decided to cover his eyes with your hands. He couldn't see, but he focused more on the pleasure of your cunt. He let out a loud whimper and unintentionally used his hands to move your hips faster. His cock throbbed and ached as he felt his climax coming

"A-ah~! Mmn~ f-faster~!" He moaned while his head fell back exposing his throat more

You moaned more from the quick pace and smirked by how cute he was "So lewd~ ah~!"

"G-gonna c-cum~! Don't stop~!" He whimpered loudly

You kept doing with what you were doing also feeling your climax coming. After a few more thrusts, Sigma gasps before cumming deep inside you with a loud whimper and digging his nails into your skin. You tugged on his hair when you felt his cock shoot cum, making you cum with him and moaned. Both of you quivering from the insane amount of pleasure rushing throughout your body.

You laid limp against him and roved your hand from his eyes. Both of you were breathing heavily. You moved your head slightly to get a better look at his face

"If you ever need another release don't be afraid to come to me" you quietly said

⎯⎯ ↓ Shampoo shenanigans ↓ ⎯⎯

✰ 𐙚⋆° Featuring… satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, choso kamo, Toji fushiguro, ryomen sukuna

✰ 𐙚⋆° Requested by… @dreamzaremyrealityy angst if you squint..

✰ 𐙚⋆° the jjk men see something a little too much like another man’s cum in the shower and assume the worst…

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So it was obviously only a matter of time Simon was gonna walk in at a very wrong moment.

When he stepped inside the place was quiet, he threw off his boots and headed to his bedroom, he didn't bother turning on the light, he took off most of his gear and headed to shower.

He cleaned himself off and walked back to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Now he turned on the light, so he could see the clothes in his closet. Though... on a second look to his bed, you were laying in the bed. Very relaxed. Very deep asleep. He gently nudged your shoulder. Which didn't disturb you at all.

He shook you a little harder, light stirring. "Why are you in my bed?" Simon asked quietly, to not scare you. Once you woke up, you stared at him like a deer in headlights. "Uhh... soft." You said, not quite awake yet.

Simon raised a brow at your response. "You're pretty." You continued and laid back down.

Only now Simon realised he hadn't put his mask back on. He cleared his throat. "Are you drunk?" He asked. Yet you were back asleep already.

He joined the bed in a couple hours, keeping his distance as to not wake you, but he was still staring...

It couldn't have been wrong to sleep in his bed alongside you, if you were the one who climbed in first...

Whatever.

Simon slept great for the first time in months, and he got awoken by the smell of pancakes.

Like, why need the app when you have him to do it all for you??

“Simon!!”

It’s usually in the mornings, when he’s busy packing your lunch for work. “Yeah, love!” He awaits your response, a little smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he hears something clatter, quickly followed by a loud curse.

“What-ow-what’s the temperature today?!” Another clatter, another curse, and he’s sticking your sandwhich in a plastic bag, placing it intricately inside your lunchbox. He does this every morning that he’s able. There’s a very specific way he goes about putting it all in there, and a very specific snack for each meal category. Some might call him a chump, but he calls it being a good friend. Cause he’s NOT your boyfriend

“Warm and sunny sweet’art! But bring a jacket, yea?!”

“Okay!” The next slam is loud, and if it wasn’t for your typical clumsiness, he’d have assumed you’d died just a little bit.

His large shoulders shake with a rumble of laughter as he zips your lunchbox, now moving to fill up your water bottle. “Alright in there?!”

“Yeah! Just-ow-can’t get my shoe on!”

He’d do the same thing tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that, and when he was deployed, he’d wake up every morning to a message- drum roll please -asking about the weather. When he couldn’t get to you in time, he’d always come back to find about a thousand texts from you.

okay since you’re not answering me i’m gonna go with sunny

no rainy

wait, it looks shiny outside, sunny

the next message would be a picture of you standing on the sidewalk in the rain, a thin pair of shoes on and no jacket.

nevermind, it was rainy

and cold

and wet

He’d laugh so loud the whole crew would think he’d gone mad.

told you to bring a jacket, love

Bubbles would pop up and then disappear, up and then disappear. Instead of the sassy attitude he expected in return, he found you simply just needing him.

when are you coming home :(

i need my weather man back

He was so non-disturbed about it in fact that he put no effort into acting even half-decent.

It wasn't rare to see Simon jerking off in his room with an open door, or watch the tv with his cock out, that a towel should be covering.

He just... didn't give a fuck.

It was annoying. Sure.

But you weren't gonna leave it that way. If he was gonna be an ass. You were gonna be an even bigger ass.

You made sure to put lipstick on every time you made yourself coffee, taking his mugs, pressing the stain in there real good and letting it marinate for a couple hours. Maybe even days.

Borrowed his towels, since you shared a bathroom, and made sure to use them for makeup removal.

When you put perfume on you also made sure to drown the room in it.

Everytime you were bringing out the trash, you took his boots, which made you waddle... but that's not important, what is important is that you made sure to get them dirty as fuck, mud, sand, rocks in them?

You did your very best to be the absolute ass you could be able to be.

Only for the whole thing to be answered with a dirty pair of your panties on your bed, with a heart on them, made of seemingly semen.

"Got you pretty good, huh?" A very proud voice said from your doorway.

That night you learnt that being an asshole was his way of flirting... and he thought you too... were flirting.

Which is also how you ended up bent over that very bed. Those same panties stuck in your mouth while he rearranged your insides and sucked on your neck like a vampire.