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Main character team

The true angels of this team are: Rasta, Bo, Tiger, Klaus, Eagle eye, CJ , Griz and Blok

Rasta’s house is the main hangout house and El Matador’s place is more of the vacation home

I love how this team has mini teams within it

CJ + Tiger

Blok + Eagle eye+ North + Rizo + Griz

Rasta + Bo

Shakes + El matador + Klaus

Noah + Aldo + Lankey

Coach + Profesor

I love how in “Ancient Football of Egypt” and “Klaus’s Delicious Mishap” you can see the team texting each other and going online on Natter

They have a not-so-secret group without coach and it’s all just memes and weird picture of each other

Randomly shakes would text the group chat after breaking into finding out an opposing teams devious plans at 1 AM and everyone just ignores him / complains about getting notifications at such an hour

Bo, Rasta, eagle eye and the other bench warmers don’t really find klaus’s love for Croccie weird.

Acc to them, ‘just let a person like whatever he/ she likes’

Rasta is the mom and Big Bo is the dad

They tried learning each others languages but gave up within 3 days. The only ones who still learn are CJ (learning Japanese) klaus ( Spanish) and shakes (little of everything)

Blok knows English but doesn’t really speak it. Only very very rarely will he say 1 single word

All the strikas think shakes should stop gaming so much

Shakes asked CJ if he wanted to play with him and CJ just went😑🤨

Very easily fooled by horror myths (eg: the banshee)

Once coach booked a countryside cabin in Japan (for privacy proposes) and Tiger started telling them all scary Japanese myths

He scared them with the story of Kuchisake-Onna and Hachishakusama

Rasta attempted to convince the team that it was just a myth untill they heard tapping on the Shoji (door) and they all started screaming

They will never watch a horror movie

I like to think that Klaus and Lankey are close even tho they don’t have any screen time in the show

Noah gets super nervous when Big bo can’t aplay and Rasta and the defenders always support him and try their best to stop any opposition team players

Also outfitsssss (idk these arnt that accurate but this is the best I got okay😭) these are all based in what they are seen wearing in the show

CJ and tiger

Shakes El matador and Klaus

North and blok

Rasta and bo

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At first, it was unnoticeable. . that subtle heat in his lower stomach, getting warmer and warmer with every passing second. It’s like Jack’s senses were heightened further; the scent of you, the touch of you, the sight of you has become dangerously intoxicating. Watching you closely with sharp eyes, he’s practically salivating. . but not from hunger, well . . perhaps a different type of hunger. 

It’s already early spring, Jack’s heat tends to regularly appear during spring or summer. Ooh. . so that’s what why that 

noticeable ache in his abdomen and the desire for you wholly has begun to appear. He’s going through his rut.

“Nngh. .” Jack huffs out through ragged breaths and breathless groans, the firm grip on your hips tightens ever so slightly when you squirm.

God. . how long has it been since Jack pounced on you— keeping you stuck in the mating press before manhandling you onto your knees and hands. You are moaning weakly into the sheets, the only thing keeping you from collapsing onto the bedsheets below was your dear boyfriend’s grip on your waist. . keeping you propped up for him to pound his cum into your velvety walls. With a whiney voice, you loudly moan out his name— sobbing when he presses you against the sheets, leaving to nibble at your already marked up neck. 

With each push of his hips, thick cock plunging deep into your raw pussy, his thick cum pours from your sensitive cunt. . staining the mess fabric below. Desperately, Jack slowly drags his tongue against the skin of your neck. . groaning in delight at the taste of you against his tongue, sweet and inviting. 

“Haah—! . . ohgodd, J- jack!” You gulp out, eyes rolling back with a deep and rough thrust into your gooey walls.

Your walls quiver and spasm around Jack’s length tightly, you are soo close to cumming for the nth time— overstimulation starts to bite at your flesh. You tremble violently, squealing in ecstasy as your sopping cunt squeezes around his length, squirting onto the messy sheets. Fat tears roll down your cheek from your intense orgasm, whimpering softly when Jack kisses at your shoulder— the sweetness completely contradicts those rough and mean thrust he gives.

“Mmhp. . fu- fuck, soo warm” he grumbles against your marked skin, heavy balls slapping at your puffy clit.

“Y- you feel —nngh. . wonderful, sevens—“ Jack grits out through clenched teeth, hesitating leaning in to bite at your shoulder— eventually giving into his instincts to mark you further. 

You let out a loud yelp of his name, eyes rolling back so far when Jack’s knot swells up against your glistening folds. It presses harder and harder against your cunt until it slips inside with an obscure and loudly wet squealchh.

“Haah—! J- jack!” You sob out, a new batch of tears pouring from your glossy eyes.

He lets out a soft, shaky sigh of pleasure when his knot slips into your warmth— eliciting a loud squeal of a mixture of pleasure and pain from you. Jack slowly kisses at laps at each mark on your neck and shoulder, any spot he could reach is met with delicate affection. He moves you to rest against the bedsheets, cuddling you while his knot is still plugged into your pussy— the chances of you taking his seed increases.

Once Jack’s rut is finally over, he’ll make sure to give you the best aftercare. . but for now, he’ll hold you close to his warm body.

ׅ꒰RUGGIE BUCCHI ୭ ˚

Unlike wolves, hyenas lack a specific date for ruts, rather, the female hyenas ovulate throughout the whole year

Naturally, male hyenas rely on their mate to initiate sex, due to being more submissive than their counterpart

Ruggie could easily smell it on you; that hint of spice, sour, and sweetness scent that lingers on your body. . it’s enticing. You must be ovulating, it’s the only explanation for you being so bothered and desperate at the same time. Beastmen have a better sense of smell. . they can smell certain fumes better than a regular person, for example, he knows exactly when you fingered yourself.

That tasty sweet smell on your skin is slightly subtle but still bold enough, you must have done it early ago. Ooh, Ruggie is truly desperate for a taste of you. . but his biology clearly states that the male must wait for the female to initiate sex, unless they’d like to be bitten. 

“Oooh. . fuck-! Ru- ruggie” you gasp out loudly, body trembling when he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking tightly. 

Ruggie has his hands sprawled on the inside of your plush thighs—keeping you pried apart, giving him enough time to drag his tongue through your slick folds. He’s completely drunk off the taste of your arousal, mindlessly moaning into your cunt and lapping at your pussy. . tongue smearing through your fat folds, parting them apart with each lick.

“Mmhp. .” Ruggie whimpers into your cunt, sighing when you drag your fingers through his hair, ears flattening against his hair. 

He is a wet mess, chin and mouth soaked and glistening from your sticky juices, lips swollen from how long been buried agaisnt your sopping pussy. Ruggie is shameless, lips sucking loudly onto your engorged clit— even moaning and whimpering when he suckles onto your clit, causing the perfect amount of vibrations to course through your body, ripping out another orgasm from your exhausted body. 

“H- haaah. . can’t ta- take it anymore. .!” You drool out, throwing your head back when he plunges his tongue into your quivering hole. 

Your velvety walls flutter around his tongue, gasping when he stretches your walls out by fixing his tongue into you. Your body is throbbing soo much from the pleasure, it aches in the best possible way. Your legs struggle to stay open and you don’t have to worry about it, Ruggie is easily keeping you wiiide open like you’re paying him for it.

Again, you drag your nails against his scalp, tugging on his scalp tenderly, bucking your hips. An intense shiver courses through your spine when Ruggie flattens his tongue at your spasming hole, dragging the wet muscle all the way to your buzzing bud. 

“Nngh—! Mmhp, baby. .” You mewl out, hips shakily trembling, lightly squirming from the pleasure. 

Ruggie’s grip on your thigh tightened, silently asking if you can stay still while he feats on what you give him. 

“Mmhp. . n- noo. .” He murmurs against your sticky pussy, a thin string of arousal connected between his lips and your cunt.

“D-don’t squirm from me. . need more of youu” Ruggie finishes, dipping his tongue back into your hole. . nose pressing against your clit. 

Your jaw drops, eyes roll back, your grip tightens on his hair. You let out a breathless moan of his name, gushing around his tongue, feeding his hungry mouth for the nth time of tonight. And Ruggie is there to catch every drop, loudly dragging his lips through your pussy folds. 

“Nngh. . n- no more. . please” you pant on, pushing at his forehead. 

“N- noo. . prefect, pl- please. .” He protested, resting his cheek against your thigh, pouting at you.

“Just one more. .” Ruggie says, grinning mischievously when you nod your head.

You know it wouldn’t be just one more, but how could you ever think of denying Ruggie when he gives you those eyes? Sure, you’ll be jelly-boned once he’s done it’s you. . but that’s a later concern!

ׅ꒰LEONA KINGSCHOLAR ୭ ˚

Similar to hyenas, male lions don’t actually have a specific season in which a rut can appear, in reality, lions can mate throughout the whole year but a rut can be triggered by the female’s heat

Lions are quite territorial of their mate, sometimes becoming rougher with the intent of leaving their mark. . awfully similar to Leona

The second you stepped into Savanclaw, Leona almost immediately woke up from his little nap— keen scents picking up at the distant and subtle yet sweet scent of you. He is patiently awaiting your arrival in his room while pretending to be asleep. . although the wild flicks of his tail give away his facade— in reality, he’s eagerly waiting for his dear prey to finally barge into his room. And when you do. . that spicy, musky, intense, sweet smell of you, practically radiating off your skin, invades his senses. . oooh, you’ve got him hooked just by your scent. 

“Haaah. . nngh! C- can’t take it anymoree!” You squeal out loudly into the sweat-soaked pillow, voice muffled by the soft fabric, fat tears rolling down the curve of your cheek.

You are drooling and gasping into the sheets, mindlessly gasping out your boyfriend’s name. Your body and skin tingles, a mixture of sensitivity and overstimulation. . it aches in one of the best ways possible. Leona had already reduced you into a whimpering and whining mess; thick fingers plunging deep into your quivering hole, massaging against your velvety walls as his rough tongue drags along the swollen length of your clit. . the perfect amount of pressure to have you bucking needily. 

With each mean thrust of his thick, barbed cock back into your raw, leaking, puffy cunt has a copious amount of cum pouring from your stretched hole, staining the mattress beneath your slick body further. His tongue drags roughly against the warm, marked skin of your neck, canines finding their spot on your flesh— there’s bite marks all along your neck, some on your chest, some on your thighs, there’s even some bruises indented onto your hip and thighs. It’s clear to every student, beastmen and human, that you are only Leona’s mate.

“Leonaa! L- Leona. .” You mewl out loudly, back arching further into the bed. . swollen nipples grinding against the fabric— you squirm lightly from the onslaught of pleasure.

“C’mon, herbivore. . say my name” Leona grunts out between groans of pleasure, hips snapping into yours.

“Fu- fuck. . Leona!” You sob out, whining when his grip on your hips tightens where you squirm away from his touch. 

“Again” he groans out between ragged breaths, teeth finding your neck once again, leaving his mark.

His tail curls around your thighs lightly as Leona nuzzles deeper into your neck, suckling lewdly at your skin. Your eyes roll back, an intense tremble courses through your body as you gush around his barbed cock for the nth time.

“Mmhp—! F- fuck! Ngh, Leona!” You wail out loudly, walls swallowing and squeezing tightly around his length.

He groans out your name into the sweaty skin, hips firmly flushed against your body— cock bobbing and twitching painfully, buried to the hilt of your pussy. Thick ropes of cum shoots into your white covered walls, causing globs of cum to seep around his thick base.

“Haah. . n- noo more. .” You say in a breathless and rough voice, gasping when he snaps his hips back into yours.

“C’mon, herbivore. . s- surely you’re not exhausted just from this” Leona says in that prideful and arrogant tone, you can practically imagine that smirk on his face.

However, you are wayy too fucked out to give a snarky comment back— simply melting into the sheets as his skin slaps against yours with a wet plap.

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ׅᛝ AUTHOR NOTE ! ׁ ׅ ᶻ Wooow. . my first smut fic on this blogദ്ദി/ᐠ｡‸｡ᐟ\ originally, I was going to add the octotrio in this post but decided I would make a separate post(ᵕ—ᴗ—). I actually wasn’t expecting 300+ people to enjoy my first fic(..◜ᴗ◝..). I’m totally not exploding rn.. one of my fav twst writes followed me back omlomloml

Once Simon feels as though you are ready, he notches his tip at your entrance, and your eyes begin to water just from the slight burn. He rests his elbows on either side of your head, digging into the mattress where his arms cage your head in, and he places a feather light kiss to your soft, swollen lips.

He pushes in slowly, and when you cry out, he kisses you harder, swallowing the sounds of pain that have yet to turn into pleasure as if he can’t bear to hear you like this. Pulling away, he stills inside you with only the tip in, rocking ever so slightly without pushing anymore in. Your walls stretch around him, tightly wrapped around his length, slick coating him to make it easier.

“It’s okay. You’re okay… you’re doing so good,” he praises, waiting for your body to adjust, for you to tell him you’re ready for more.

When you nod your head, he pushes in some more, but your body is so tense he can barely sink another inch into you. His thumb quickly finds your clit, and he rubs slow, tight circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves to ease your body into relaxation. You moan louder for him, your body giving in to the pleasure racing through every last inch of you, and your walls relax around him, allowing him to sink the rest of the way in.

Tears well up in your eyes when he stops, fully buried inside of you with his tip leaking precum against your cervix, and he kisses you with the utmost passion. He takes away the pain of your first time, rocking into you slowly, barely pulling out before pushing in again. Your walls mold to him, the burn and stretch from his impossibly large length turning into the most blissful feeling the longer he works your muscles.

"So good for me… you feel so good for me," he praises, resting his forehead against yours, letting your warm breath mingle with his from the proximity.

He pulls out further now, the delicious feeling of his length inside of you consuming everything you know. He takes you slowly, the veins and ridges of his cock sliding through your walls, filling you up to the brim, leaving no space inside of you empty for long.

You moan out from the sensations running through you. Your nipples drag against his chest, your cheeks are wet from tears due to the previous pain, your mouth hangs open from the overwhelming feeling of being so close to the man you love. You whimper and whine, you cry and beg for more, for so much more.

"Goddamit- you're so tight lovie," he curses, your walls wrapped so tightly around him, and he tries his hardest to hold back his release from happening too early.

Arching your back from the mattress, your chest presses against his, and the warmth of his skin floods your body. Your hips meet his every thrust, your body begs for more without you having to say a word, and he meets you there in every way. His fingers find your clit, and he rubs the sensitive bundle of nerves with tight, quick circles. His pace picks up as he begins to pound into you, pulling out until only the tip remains before sinking back in and knocking against your cervix.

It isn't until he slides a pillow under your hips that you truly feel the pleasure he can give you. He thrusts in hard, hitting your sweet spot with precision, and stars burst in your eyes when your lids shut tight.

"F-fuck Si," you cry out, your hands curling around his biceps where your nails dig into his rough skin and you listen to him grunt out from the pleasurable pain of you.

He keeps hitting that same spot, over and over again, devouring the way your body writhes beneath him, knowing he is the first person to ever make you feel this way. Heat pools in your lower belly, unfamiliar and scary, and as it sits there like a coiled spring ready to snap at any given moment, you try to warn him.

"Simon… p-please it feels weird," you whisper, pulling his body closer to yours, unable to control the feeling building inside of you as he continues to please your body.

His thrusts slow, his fingers on your clit matching the same pace, and he moves his mouth to suck in a nipple. It peaks between his teeth, and he sucks, bites, licks against the sensitive bud until you're writhing again despite the slow pace. He builds up your orgasm, knowing what it is even if you don't, and he reassures you the best way he can.

"Just let it happen lovie," he says, slowly picking up his pace again, angling his hips to hit that sweet spot buried so deep inside of you.

The feeling builds again, undeniable and intense, and before you can protest, his lips find yours and he swallows the words right out of your mouth. He thrusts into you fast, deep, hard, anything to push you over the edge that your body so desperately craves. Your walls tighten around him, pulsing and clenching with need, your body becomes rigid and your muscles draw taut.

Cum gushes from your entrance, soaking his length in your pleasure, leaving rings of cream around his base as he continues to fuck you through your peak. You squirm beneath him, the feeling so foreign and addicting, and you give your body to him, knowing he can take care of you in every single way it demands.

"That's it… you did so good for me," he whispers, placing kisses along your jaw, moving down the length of your neck where he finds the spot on your soft, salty skin that makes you weak.

His hips roll against yours, his release inevitable as he chases it, and with a guttural groan and a few more thrusts, he's burying himself to the hilt. Long, thick ropes of warm cum flood your pussy, spurting out with each pulse of his cock, coating your walls in everything he has to give. He pumps himself in and out, slow with unsteady movements and jerky hips, until your pussy drains every last drop of his seed.

Simon collapses on top of you, his body warm and sweaty against your own, and you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist to pull him even closer. He stays inside you until his cock softens and your body grows exhausted, and then he pulls out and cleans up the mess with his tongue, promising you that he will have you squirming on his face as soon as he can catch his breath.

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he’s quite scientific about it, honestly

he knows all of the anatomy and everything, of course

so he definitely finds your clit—

but he doesn’t quite understand the appeal of going down on someone

that is, until he’s been the receiver

he simply must return the favor now

so he’s slow and unsure, but he will learn quick

riddle just needs to learn what makes you tick, and then he’ll definitely get the hang of it

he’s hesitant with it at first, his tongue gently flicking out onto your folds with caution

he really wants to satisfy you, so you can tell he’s nervous

so you might have to guide him once or twice

but once’s he’s gotten a good taste, instincts will probably take over

he’s definitely the type to whine or gasp as he eats you out

he also particularly likes sucking on and flicking your clit with his tongue when he’s feeling a little mischievous

he’s a little messy n inexperienced, but so, so passionate about your pleasure

once he’s gotten to know your preferences, he’ll be practically perfect for you

plus, he definitely prefers when you sit on his face, especially when he’s feeling submissive <3

Trey Clover

any time, anywhere, any position

you’re sitting on the kitchen counter? he’s kneeled with his head between your thighs, etc, etc

he’s EAGER

your pussy is the greatest sweet to him, and he’s savoring it

he’s overstimulated you to tears multiple times bc he just got lost in the sauce

so, yes, he gets SO pussy drunk

he’d gladly die between your thighs if his tongue’s in your sweet folds and your thighs are shaking around his head

trey actually just can’t get enough of you

it’s like he’s making out with your sweet, sweet cunt

when he pulls away for air, his glasses are askew and his lower face is absolutely covered in your shiny slick

he looks so hot like that, btw

and even hotter stuck between your thighs

he’ll beg you to sit on his face, with his nose nudging your clit as his big, strong hands spread your thighs and folds open

that’s when he takes his glasses off and truly dedicates it all to making you squirt on his face and tongue

but don’t think that his means he can’t be a tease!!

sometimes, when he’s feeling especially bold, he’ll focus only on your clit, letting your pussy spasm as he sucks hard

he knows exactly how brutal he can be, but you just taste so good!

Cater Diamond

oh he’s a smug one

a bully, even

he knows damn well that he’s good at going down on you

and he’s proud of it

too proud, perhaps

he talks to you the whole time, telling you just how wet and messy you are for him

he knows exactly what to do to make you cum over and over, and he’s abusing that power

sometimes, he times how fast he can make you cum

or, if he’s feeling mean, just how long you can hold it

but, if you ever want him to stop being all bratty, just sit on his face and smother him with your thighs

he’s be moaning immediately, it makes him so hot n bothered when you take charge like that

also, unsurprisingly, cater loves photos

his favorites are from when he’s left your little peachy panties on, and just sucked on your clit through the fabric

he’s such a tease

in that photo, there’s two clearly shining wet spots: one right over your sensitive little clit, and one more right below that where your little pussy leaked right through the thin pink cotton

anytime he sees the photo, he damn near cums in his pants, admiring how your slick turned the thin fabric all see-through and how your pretty little pussy was so, so wet for him

his other favorite is of his face, covered from lips down in your cum

it’s his favorite lip gloss

or maybe his favorite of him buried between your thighs, fucking you on his tongue

oh dear, there’s too many to count!!

Ace Trappola

ace is most definitely an amateur pussy eater

you’re his first, but he’s way too scared to admit that

so he probably tried to put it off for as long as possible

but he’s a changed man once he sees the wet spot in your panties

he loves licking you through the thin fabric, teasing your clit over and over

he is a little cocky to cover up his inexperience, but he shuts up as soon as he gets a good taste

he was hesitant, but once he licked a solid stripe from your folds up, he caged his arms around your thighs and pulled you flush to his face

he’s messy with it

VERY messy

he’s got no form, just frantic licks and sucks

if you taste this good just on your own, he has to taste you when you cum

it’s not a want, it’s a need for him

he’s so desperate, just endlessly pressing himself into you, begging you to cum

was he cocky before? yes

has your pussy trained him otherwise? hell yes

he’s so pathetic, rutting his hips into the mattress desperately

he needs you to cum on his face, and he’s begging and moaning into your cunt

when you finally do, he’s groaning out, mouth open and jaw slack, trying to taste all of you

just don’t tease him for the sticky mess in his boxers afterwards

Deuce Spade

sweet, sweet deucey <3

he lives to pleasure you

so when you ask him to go down on you, blush will run over his face and he’ll nervously accept

he’s definitely the type to try to do some research, not bc he’s dirty minded or anything, but bc you’ve been his first for everything and he really wants to make you feel good

he’s so sweet i wish he were real

when the time comes, he’s so gentle and slow with you, constantly checking with you

he’ll definitely need some guidance, but he’s trying so hard already

he finds that he really like the feeling of your plush thighs shaking on either side of his head

he loves how they squeeze him when you’re close

he’ll lap at your cunt gently, pressing light kisses and whispering sweet praise

he finds himself getting a little lost in the moment, moaning into your sweet cunt as he relishes in the sweet taste of your slick

he does get a little pussydrunk, and he might beg you to sit on his face <3

once he’s gained some confidence, he’s real passionate about it, with his tongue stimulating your sensitive hole just right, and his lips closing around your puffy, swollen clit

all the whole, he talks about how pretty you are and how good you taste

he might accidentally overstimulate you, but he’s so lovingly careful taking care of you afterwards

he’s definitely gonna be begging you to do this again <3