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Characters x fem!reader

Trigger warnings: sexual harassment/SA theme it's not said out right but that is the topic being reacted to

How they would react to you getting sexually harassed/ SA

Alphonse

When he finds out he is already in the car on the way to come and get you and when gets there he asks three questions "are you ok?" "Who?" And "where?" Cause that man is all bubblegum pink on the outside but he still got that dog in him he still dark mode and God save him when he calls seth to come meet him. If you think that the garage was brutal.....Phew you ain't seen nothing if they had it their way that man would be pushing up rose bushes outside.

Ghost

Would let the squad handle it. Once you tell him he'd scoop you up in his arms and tell you "you are safe, ok baby. Nothing is ever gonna hurt you while you're in these arms, I'll take care of it ok?" He'd kiss you all over your face, take you upstairs and put you to sleep before slipping out of bed and get a strike team together he would find the insolent fool that dared to touch his queen. You pled with him to not leave you so he doesn't leave your conscious side but that man will never ever hurt you again he gave his word to you the moment you became his girlfriend and sealed it in stone when you became his wife.

Sorc. Finn

He is a simple man. He deleted his existence from the Astral plans. And carried on about his day, it was as simple as he did what...hmm I see, I'll be just a moment. *tap* tap* tap *bloop*. Alright do you want some tea or cake or some cuddles or how about a mix of the three hm?" You ask him what he did later and he would simply say "oh um nothing really just had some dirt to erase, that's all." Man's does not play when it comes to his one and only star.

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NSFW (duh)

Nightwing(dick grayson) x blackfem!reader

NIGHTWING:

THIS MAN GOT IMMACULATE DICK ENERGY, you hear me. Imagine this man coming in from a hard day of training the baby titans and they were pretty taxing on his patience so now he bout to make it a you problem. I feel like he'd be the one to call you on the way home like " baby girl you have about 20 mins to order a pizza, Take a shower,and pick something sexy cause ive had a helluva day and if its all the same to you id love to tear that little number off of you and....put some of this frustration to good use wwhat do ya say, princess?" (because consent is sexy) so you'd probably answer like "if it pleases my prince, anything😏" that would green light a night of torturous passion and the ultimate de-stress(in my opinion).

Aftercare

He is as good at aftercare as he is in bed the man would be cuddling you while you layed flush on top if him as he rubs and massages the sore spots on your body like your hips back and butt, just to name a few. Then when you are ready he'd get up get the aloe soothing gel and rub that in after he cleans you off with a warm/cool rag(temperature of your choice). Then you would change into some more comfy clothes maybe one of his hoodies Don your scarf/Bonnet, turn on some TV and he'd rub your back until you both were fast asleep.

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A random yuuri thought

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Lucien x gn!blackCharacter

Lucien: yes my angel I'm sure you cannot break my horns.

Angel: you sure cause the last time I heard a crack and vowed never to break them

Lucien: yes I do remember last time and I also told you last time afterwards you could hold them and fuck my face as rough as you'd like and never even come close to breaking them.

Angel: but that noise..

Lucien: was the crackling of my molten bits they get hotter when we fuck.

Angel: so you're certain?

Lucien: yes angel my brothers couldn't even break my horns and they are far stronger then you. Now I'd like to prove this point so how bout I mount you on my shoulders up against the wall so you have to hold my horns as stability hm?😉

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Characters when you stress cry

Vi

"It's already sweets, I'm here for you" as she pulls you into her lap while she pets your hair and let's you cry into her shoulder. She wouldn't know why or what happened she would just let you cry out whatever you needed to cry out. And then when you were done, if you're feeling up to it she'd take you out for a walk so you could get some fresh air and yall would talk about the why and the what of why you were so sad.

Optimus

If you guys were in a secure location he'd pick you up but if he wasn't in a secure location(because emotions happen anywhere) he'd have you get in the car and drive you to where ever you wanted to go and when you got there would he would pick you up and as best as he could comfort you as you cried. He may be an alien robot General but he's no stranger to stress or emotions he would let you spill whatever was on your mind until you calm down he say things like "I know dear one." And "its hard but leave me the heaviest load to burden." and I'll weather all the storms with you my dear so long as you allow me"

Danny phantom

You would know about his ghosting abilities because he'd show you and because you had gotten used to what it feels like to have a ghost around you would be in your room one night just crying not wailing or sobbing just letting the tears come down your face and when you feel that familiar chill you just start talking in a low tone just enough for him to hear he wouldn't say anything just being right beside you close enough to breeze a hand down your back as you spoke almost in a praying voice. Once you were done however he'd come into view and give you a hug and you'd instantly crumble in his arms and he'd hold you together

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Ayo this is a random imagine that just 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 part one

Gambitxfem reader

First up gambit THIS MANNNNN just DAYUM first it's his voice like that Louisiana type of southern accent just has me WEAKKKK in the knees. Bro,

IMAGINE: if this man EVER SAID "for the right price ma cher. Or is there something else you want?" I would just AWHHHH melt into the floor. Like I feel like he would just gaze down at you as you are pressed against the the wall not really saying anything just keeping eye contact waiting for you to answer his questions "ma cher, do you want me?" He says ghosting his lips close enough to feel his breath on your own. "Uh huh" you say as you nod "then just*kiss* say*kiss* yessss" he says kissing your left cheek then your right cheek then dragging his tongue across your bottom lip and just as he pulls back you give in with a breathy desperate "yes".

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Gambit x blackfem!Mutantreader x rogue

First meet: Love in the club

When he met you he had three thought southern loud and sexy. You were a bartender that knew her way around the bar and how to entertain large crowds from the door all he could hear was loud woos and "come down on the left", "what can I getcha boys?", "alright alright two beers and six shots haha, guess we have a big night tonight huh 😁". He was alittle star struck almost to the point of drooling and had it not been for rogue nudging him out of his trants he'd still be standing at door mouth agap watching you twirl and dazzle the room as you shake cocktails all from behind the bar.

Rogue thought you were a raging fire but knew what she wanted soon as she seen you. She sauntered up to the bar through the sea of men sat right now in the center and said "hey sugar how's about me and you take a shot of your choice when you get a minute,hm?". You standing in her perfect line of sight say "well I hope you can shoot something sweeter than you accent darlin?" Without missing a beat she replies with "tell ya what, I'll take as many shots as it takes to get you to come home with me?" You, muddling limes into the bottom of the tin say "well, lucky for you I don't have any plans tonight and I get off in an hour. Soooooo if you can down ten shots of my choosing without throwing up or keeling over I'll take you...and your friend there up on your offer. And?" You place the muddler down grab a bottle and turns around to face her with the bottle still out of view "I'll tell you the name of your poison just cause im so nice." She place the bottle on the counter between yall "100 proof jack, so, do ya really wanna take me home?"

Five minutes later

Yall are down to the last shots of whiskey. Rogue takes her ninth shot and then you follow both your tummies are churning proof that both of you have CLEARLY over estimated the integrity of your stomachs, gambit is in the middle of yall already guessing the outcome if this battle is finished as intended "Listen ladies, I'd suggest we fold this round." both you and rogue say in unison "hush it Cajun!" Realizing yall both made a jinx burst into laughter before you say "you sure you wanna finish this?" She doesn't say anything accept "to our night together." She raises her shot glass up awaiting for you to do the same you chuckle raising your shot glass and doing your best to maintain eye contact through fuzzy vision "night ha *hiccup* try life" *clink* yall slam the glasses on counter and down them hearing the crowd roar in drunken cheers was the last thing you heard before blacking out.

The next morning.

You wake up to bright Sunrays shining through the window next to your bed..... only you don't have a window next your bed. It takes a few seconds to feel an arm squeeze around your tummy and a "mmm" in a slightly familiar voice. You softly and slowly turn to get a glimpse of your bed mates face when you realize you are naked, this makes you spring to a Sitting position trying desperately to remember what happened. "Well good morning cher, helluva night you had huh?" Surprised by the southern male voice coming from the fuzzy figure coming from the doorway. Squinting to get a better view of this person he says "your specks are on the night stand on ya right" you smile silently in thanks and retrieve your second eyes. After a few seconds your pink irises start to focus and you see the man from the bar "names remi but you may know me as 'cajun' I believed you called me last night" you nod "y/n". "Awh, a beautiful name for a beautiful lady. Your bedmate is.." "rogue?" You cut him off, you remember her saying that was her name on the way out of the bar.

"The very same, may I?" He gesters to the spot on the end of the bed trying to be careful with his movement not to frighten you you nod and he sits down before you ask "we didn't do..???" "No cher nothing like that, you two kissed alittle on the couch got naked because it was two hot in here wondered through the house to this very bedroom and watched TV until you both passed out on top of the covers. From there all I did was place a blanket atop both of you, remove your glasses shut the door and went to go sleep on the couch." Seeing the slight skepticism written on your face he says " listen i understand how it sounds but scouts honor im not made that way and There are security cameras in the living room and the hall if you wanna check for ya self."

For your own sanity you decide to take him up on his offer and Lou and behold he is telling the truth you both stumbled in the house threw your keys on the table near the door splayed on the couch where rogue atop of you where a make out session followed as yall are preoccupied with each other remi is seen in the back chuckles shaking his head taking his coat off, locking the door and going down the hall to the room where we ended up. Going back to the living room camera yall break from. The kiss turn on the TV say something in audible to each other and proceed to ditch clothes left right and center until nothing but skin remains yall cuddle on the couch for a sec before saying another sentence to rogue and her reply makes you rise from your position of your head on her belly to walk/stumble through the hall opening doors left and right until you found the bathroom following your departure rogue meets you in the hallway and guides you to the bed room as you both enter remi leaves shutting the door behind him and going to lay down on the couch.

"See a perfect gentlemen." He says in a matter of fact tone "alright I, ahhhh" you say feeling a sharp pang ring through your head "so you want Tylenol, ibuprofen or advil?, and what would you like for breakfast I got waffles eggs and sausage." (Insert medicine and breakfast of choice here) "That'd be great, thank you" he gives you one of his shirts to put on before breakfast is ready and points you to the hall closet with all the spare rag,towels, toothbrushes and etc are he tells you food will be ready in a second and to take all the time you need. Between that time rogue wakes up and is in the dining room where the food and remi are.

After this your relationship would start off and the rest would be history.

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Ayo this is a random imagine that just 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 part one

Gambitxfem reader

First up gambit THIS MANNNNN just DAYUM first it's his voice like that Louisiana type of southern accent just has me WEAKKKK in the knees. Bro,

IMAGINE: if this man EVER SAID "for the right price ma cher. Or is there something else you want?" I would just AWHHHH melt into the floor. Like I feel like he would just gaze down at you as you are pressed against the the wall not really saying anything just keeping eye contact waiting for you to answer his questions "ma cher, do you want me?" He says ghosting his lips close enough to feel his breath on your own. "Uh huh" you say as you nod "then just*kiss* say*kiss* yessss" he says kissing your left cheek then your right cheek then dragging his tongue across your bottom lip and just as he pulls back you give in with a breathy desperate "yes".

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ミ A V A T A R M A S T E R L I S T

🍓 headcanons tag 🍓 thirsts tag 🍓 tsu'tey character ai 🍓 ko-fi

ミ F I C S

『jake sully』

╰🍓 sex education

part one (nsfw) | part two (nsfw)

『tsu'tey』

╰🍓 tìohakx

╰🍓 tìtunu :

part one | part two | part three (nsfw) | part four (nsfw)

╰🍓 tìyawn / ve’kì (nsfw)

╰🍓good loving (nsfw)

╰🍓 tìsom (nsfw)

╰🍓 baby fever

part one | part two

╰🍓 tsu'tey as a dad (adopted spider)

『neteyam』

╰🍓 the mightiest (nsfw):

part one | part two

『miles quaritch』

╰🍓daddy issues (nsfw):

part one | part two

╰🍓 [technical issues] (nsfw)

『tonowari/ronal』

╰🍓 pxelo (nsfw)

╰🍓 somnophilia (nsfw)

ミ H E A D C A N O N S / T H I R S T S

🍓 tonowari nsfw headcanons

🍓 sex in a sacred pool with ronal & tonowari

🍓 tonowari/reader/ronal belly bulges

🍓 jake, tsu'tey, tonowari, quaritch with a sick s/o

🍓 titjobs with a na'vi s/o

🍓 quaritch with a bubbly reader (tag)

🍓 quaritch eating pussy (with art)

🍓 na'vi courting headcanons

🍓 best friend jake (tag)

lucky winner

users: piercer!bakugou x afab!fem!reader x tattoo artist!kirishima

internal warnings: descriptions of needles/tattoos/piercings as they occur, long fic, wow there's plot in this!, consensual threeway, established krbk, oral (m and f!receiving), piv, spit, size kink, light dacryphilia, spitroasting, inaccurate positioning, ask to tag

internal notes: three way won the poll so i went ham. my fault og. final word count somehow came to 5.2k ish.

new notifications: @kaedescara

you stared blankly at the notification on your phone, wide-eyed and jaw agape. you blinked slowly, rubbed a hand down your face, and then clicked your phone off and back on again. the screen lit back up to your screensaver and the single notification that sat covering it. ‘@sincitytattoojp tagged you in their story! check it out!’

you looked up from your phone to your friend, who you now realized was calling your name and snapping her fingers. “uh, hello? earth to y/n? what’s going on? did your ex message you or something?”

“i think i won something.” you mumbled, turning your phone to show your friend. she furrowed her brows together and took your phone from your hand, studying the notification before cracking a grin. 

“is this that tattoo parlor in tokyo that you keep talking about hypothetically going to?” she laughed as she punched in your passcode and opened up instagram, pressing on the icon to the parlor’s instagram story.

you were quick to snatch your phone back to watch the story yourself, raising the volume on your phone to hear it. it was a video of someone’s hand reaching into a very full fishbowl of printed instagram handles, pulling out a tiny piece of paper and unfolding it to reveal your instagram username. the caption read in big red lettering, “congrats to @[y/n] for winning the human canvas raffle. reply to this post by midnight to schedule your slot.”

you swallowed thickly and looked up at your friend. “i won the fucking raffle. i won the nine hour session.”

your friend sucked in a breath before laughing and lifting her glass to you. “godspeed, soldier.”

you looked back down at your phone and clicked back to rewatch your name be pulled from the bowl. you had entered the contest on a whim – you hadn’t expected to win. you had reposted the parlor’s picture and tagged your three closest friends to enter a bid into becoming a human canvas for a day, i.e. getting tattooed and pierced until you tapped out. the parlor owners couldn’t seem to decide on whether to call it the human canvas contest or the no mercy challenge, not that it mattered. both fit the bill to describe what you had just won.

you swiped up on the story.

you: i dont know whether to be terrified or excited.

@sincitytattoojp: both, sweetheart. sign this and get it back to us [1 attachment]

you had gone through an extensive back and forth that night, printing and signing and scanning different waivers and papers to ensure that you would be able to handle an entire day of sitting in a chair getting poked and prodded with needles and getting art permanently printed on your skin forever. you were grateful that they took so much precaution in ensuring you were well aware of the situation you were putting yourself in, and getting ample consent confirmed ahead of time. you already felt comfortable as you stepped off the train in tokyo and started towards the shop.

sin city tattoo and body art. the small tattoo shop had garnered a massive following around the globe for the gorgeous work that consistently poured from the studio. the artists had never shown their faces on their page, but it was clearly just a two man show. sometimes one of them would film the other doing their newest piece on a client they handpicked from the waiting list, and it was clear that the two were a little more than close friends. 

you trusted their work. you were a new client, obviously, but after following their page for over a year, you knew you would be okay with going through with this. you were just… inexperienced. you had a tiny tattoo of a butterfly on your ankle and your ears double pierced in the lobes, but that was it.

you rounded the corner and saw the neon sign over the glass doors to the shop, the shutters pulled down. you took a deep breath and tried the door, mildly surprised that it opened up. a tiny bell chimed over your head as you stepped inside.

the shop was small, but it was clean. absolutely pristine. for a tattoo shop called sin city, you were expecting a bit more of a grunge theme, not exactly the creamy white walls littered with black picture frames of flash art available for purchase, a tall cabinet filled with various jewelry for fresh piercings, plants in the corners surrounding two chairs that were supposedly for a waiting area. there was a tall partition behind the front desk, and the shop stretched backward, most likely leading to a tattoo chair and then a piercing table, respectively. 

you stood awkwardly by the front door, gripping your bag in front of you. you had brought a few little snacks and some water in preparation for being there all day. you shuffled your feet as you heard footsteps coming up from the back of the shop, and suddenly you were reconsidering your outfit choice. you had tried to be helpful by going with a tight spaghetti strap tank top and a high riding skirt, knowing that you would probably need to shuffle clothes around during the course of the day.

your thoughts got clogged almost immediately when a brick wall of a man rounded the partition, scratching the back of his neck and staring down at you with big red eyes that looked curious, almost playful. he had to have been at least six-five, looming over you with broad shoulders and bulky arms that were covered in tattoos that went all the way down to his knuckles. his red hair was tied half-up half-down, the black roots at his forehead showing through.

you gaped at him like a fish out of water, face starting to feel warm as he glanced you up and down, and then smiled, revealing a wide set of sharp sharklike teeth. “aye, kats! i think she’s here!” he called over his shoulder before stepping behind the front desk. “you’re our pretty contest winner, right?”

“uh-”

“my name’s eijirou kirishima. i’m the main tattoo guy here.” he grinned at you, boyish and peppy, and it stifled your nerves somewhat as you returned the smile, but you were flustered beyond belief. you had seen the videos of him tattooing, you knew at least that his hands were big, but not the rest of him.

“ah, yeah, hi. i’m y/n. it’s nice to see your fsce for once.” you giggled nervously, and he laughed and nodded.

“yeah, we’re not all about showing who we are online. the page got too big, tokyo’s a big place, we don’t want the extra attention, yknow?” he smiled warmly at you as he bent down and shuffled through some paperwork under the desk, pulling it out and gesturing for you to come closer. “i know we already got a lot of your stuff online, but this is the last waiver. pretty much a final agreement that we get to do whatever we want to your body until you either tap out, or the clock hits six, whichever comes first.” 

you made a little squeaking noise at his phrasing, glancing at his face as he just continued to smile. he fumbled around for a pen and held it out to you, and you reached to take it, but he snatched it back and leaned across the desk. “just so you know, you can say stop at any time. we’re not forcing you to be here. if you say no to an idea, we won’t do it. stuff like that. okay?”

you blinked at him. he seemed so genuine, really making sure he was thorough in his explanations of the paperwork and of your position in this. it helped you take a deep breath and nod. “i know. i’m all good.”

“awesome. you seem like a real trooper.” he chuckled in a deep, rumbly voice, and finally held the pen back out to you. 

you took it, your soft fingers brushing over his rough skin and making you feel like your hand was alight in flames. you signed your name at the bottom of the form, dated it, and slid it back across the desk to kirishima. he just grinned at you and shoved the paper into the desk again.

“bakugou! come on, man! she’s all good!” kirishima leaned his head around the partition, and you jumped slightly when the familiar voice of kirishima’s partner sounded from the back of the shop.

“i fucking heard you the first time, i’m not fucking deaf!”

“well, just hurry up!” kirishima laughed and turned back to you. “sorry, he’s a real stickler for making sure his spot is all clean. i’m clean, but he’s a neat freak.”

“who’re you calling a neat freak, red?” a slightly shorter man stepped out from down the hallway, and again you felt your breath catch in your throat.

he was still tall, but far more intimidating in his black wife beater and jeans. he took off his mask that had been covering the lower half of his face, revealing a nose piercing and snake bites around plush lips. his fluffy blonde hair was standing up in all the right places, piercing red eyes looking your form up and down as he cracked his knuckles. his arms were littered patchwork-style, much different than kirishima’s full sleeves, and he clearly liked to hit the gym seven days a week.

you gulped and shifted your weight as bakugou’s eyes drifted over you. “name’s katsuki bakugou. you’ve already met red. didya sign the form?”

“uh, yes. all of the forms.”

“great.” his eyes locked on yours. clearly, this guy was all about professionalism and business, at least while he was on the clock. then he turned his head to kirishima. “so, where did you want to start her?”

you found yourself laid down on your chest, head turned to the side to stare at bakugou’s back as he organized something off to the side. music was playing, but you could hardly hear it over the buzzing of the tattoo gun and the weight of kirishima’s hand on your back.

you chewed on your lip as you felt the needle trace over the skin of your lower back, occasionally lifting to get more ink, only to return and start the ministrations over again. it wasn’t an easy spot to get ink done; tramp stamps were adorable and sexy, but the skin on that part of a person’s back is notoriously thin. despite this, however, you always found the pain to be… enjoyable. 

you felt kirishima’s free hand slide over to the middle of your back, splaying out, applying some pressure to get a better angle as he leaned over you. if he wasn’t wearing a mask, you would be able to feel his warm breaths fanning out against your sensitive skin. your eyes fluttered and you did your best not to move as your neurons fired over the sheer size of his hand against your back. splayed out like that, his fingertips were on one side and the heel of his hand almost felt like it was on the other. perhaps your perception was being warped on account of the buzzing needle poking your back, but you couldn’t be entirely sure.

kirishima added more pressure even as the needle lifted away from your skin, pushing you down into the bed, making you squeak softly. bakugou’s head turned briefly to you, glinting in the white overhead lighting almost devilishly, before turning away again.

“so,” kirishima’s low voice made you flinch slightly, having been entranced by the weight of him looming over your form, “i don’t really see any ink on you. is this your first time?” you heard him chuckle into his mask as he waited for you to relax again, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin to calm you down, before pressing the needle down again. “sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, hun.”

you felt like some kind of high schooler talking about her virginity. “it’s- it’s fine. no, it’s not my first, but it’s my first big one. i’ve got a little one on my ankle.”

“your ankle?” he repeated, still pressing the needle to your skin and definitely coloring a shape in. “who did that for you? wasn’t us.”

“right, yeah.” you giggled slightly, really trying not to move as you wiggled the foot that held the little tattoo. “just an old friend who was an apprentice somewhere else.”

“ankle’s a rough place for a first tattoo,” grumbled bakugou, finally turning towards you and sitting down in a chair a little ways away, manspreading in your peripheral. “how’d you sit for that?”

“it hurt, but i liked it.” you mumbled back honestly, glancing back when you felt kirishima put the tattoo gun down and reach with a gloved hand towards your ankle, bending your leg at the knee to study the work.

“hm. it’s real cute on you, but i would’ve done it a little different.” his thumb brushed over the tattoo, over the thin skin of your ankle, sending a spike of heat through your body. “i could touch it up later.” he guided your leg back down and brushed his hand over the back of your thigh briefly before picking his tattoo gun back up and reapplying that heavy pressure to your back again.

“yeah, okay…” you murmured breathily, feeling small underneath kirishima’s weight and the power of bakugou’s gaze where he was staring at you, at kirishima, at how kirishima’s hands left indents in your skin as he worked.

your mouth felt like it was full of cotton, your head feeling like all the blood had drained from it and gone south. you shouldn’t be thinking like this, feeling like this, not while effectively getting stabbed thousands of times per minute.

bakugou hummed as he stood up again to get within your line of sight. “you said you liked the pain, huh? you one of those weird people that gets a high off of getting ink done?”

you felt your face burst with heat, unable to move as you opened your mouth and stammered. kirishima chuckled behind his mask.

“don’t tease, kats.”

“‘m not teasin’. i was just sayin’ that i agree with her.” bakugou smirked at you before stepping around the wall to go get a water from the fridge.

kirishima’s free hand slid from your middle back to just above your ass, his thumb rubbing into the fabric of your tight skirt as he worked.

“you’re sitting really well for this, doll. ‘m proud. probably one of my favorite things to do is back tattoos. especially these.”

you hummed softly in the back of your throat, probably mumbling a thank you that just made him laugh again.

you didn’t say anything when his free hand squeezed your ass as he leaned back to get more ink in the gun.

kirishima had spread the second skin across your pretty new tramp stamp with precision, making sure it wouldn’t wrinkle or peel away until your tattoo was healed. you were given a snack of chips and a bottle of water to recuperate while bakugou prepped his area, pulling on a mask and snapping black latex gloves over his hands. “so, how ya feelin’?”

“good,” you took a breath as you capped your water, sitting quietly on the tattoo bench and waiting to move to the piercing table. “ready to move on, i guess.”

“hope you don’t mind, but i took some photos when red was doing you.” he glanced over his shoulder, and you smiled and waved it off.

“i don’t mind at all. my friend didn’t believe me when i said i was actually gonna come.”

“that so?” bakugou cocked a brow, his mouth hidden behind the black mask. “anyway, what’re you thinking for this next bit? industrial? nose?”

“ah.” you shifted on the bench, glancing away from him as kirishima rounded the corner. “i was, uh. i was thinking i could get my… i could get my nipples pierced first? get the worst ones out of the way?”

kirishima blinked once and immediately shot a look to bakugou, who made eye contact. it was like telepathy; there was a silent exchange between them before bakugou nodded and waved for you to step over. “sure, whatever. it’s definitely not the worst pain, though.”

“really?” you stood on jelly legs and walked over to the piercing bench, sitting down in front of bakugou, who pulled a chair over to sit.

“mhm. worst i would say for a girl is the clitoral hood.”

you flushed and shook your head. “no thanks. i think i’ll stick to this for now.”

“okay.” bakugou sat back in his chair, staring at you. you stared back, tilting your head. bakugou furrowed his brows and clicked his tongue, making an ‘up’ motion with two fingers. only then did it click that you needed to take your shirt off.

you looked around as you started to tug your tank top up, looking over at kirishima, who was leaning against the wall with fascination. “ah, sorry! if you really want, i can leave.”

“no! no, it’s fine.” you shook your head, and finally got the courage to lift your tank top up and over your head. in preparation for this, you had simply forgone your bra in the morning.

you were left in just your skirt and panties, essentially. kirishima hummed low in his throat, earning him a glare from bakugou. you felt like you were on fire when bakugou reached a hand out to your shoulder. “lay back. slow.”

you shuddered under his grasp and laid back on the table, bringing your feet up and bending your knees to be a little more comfortable. your nipples pebbled and hardened from the cold air of the parlor.

bakugou studied your tits with an intense gaze, clearly focused on his job in a way that kirishima was not. where kirishima was flirty, groping and grabbing, bakugou was cold and practiced.

“so this is gonna go something like this. one of these is gonna hurt more than the other. when i tell you, you gotta breathe in, and then breathe out all at once. it’ll make the pain a little easier to handle.”

“okay.”

“i’ll be quick, but we gotta do one at a time.” he grabbed a skin safe marker and finally his hands reached for one of your tits, rubbing his thumb into the skin as he marked where the needle would enter and exit. you felt like you were shaking, being grabbed and examined in such a professional manner.

“you can’t have any fuckin’ saliva or jizz or whatever touch these till they’re fully healed, you got that?”

you squeaked, almost jumping in surprise at his words, before laughing and shaking your head. “no worries there.”

“you sure?” bakugou tilted his head, eyebrow raised, and kirishima laughed as he walked over towards the bench.

you didn’t get a chance to answer bakugou, because kirishima was by your head, offering his massive hand to you. “you can squeeze my hand so you don’t pass out.”

you looked up at him through your lashes, squirming on the bench as bakugou squeezed your tit. you didn’t answer, just reaching your hand up to hold onto kirishima’s. his hand was large, warm, and so rough. you wanted to feel his-

“alright sugar. take a deep breath in for me.”

you sucked in a breath through your teeth, and then suddenly a white hot pain shot through your body, something never experienced before. your vision whited out and you may or may not have cried out and dug your nails into kiri’s hand, gripping it tightly.

your head swam as you were encouraged to breathe, and then to breathe in again as the wide bar was slipped through the new piercing. you yelped and jerked on the table, making bakugou put his gloved hand flat between your tits to try and ground you. “relax, brat. stay fucking still. gotta get this stupid ball on.”

“aw, she’s cryin’.” kiri chuckled and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles. your cheeks did feel wet as the pain subsided slowly. you whimpered as bakugou leaned away from you and reached to grab another needle package and the second bar.

“one more, drama queen. you can do it. just one more.”

“already?” you whined, shaking your head at him as he scooted his chair closer to get a better angle on your other nipple.

you did not get a chance to beg for mercy. “breathe in deep, good fuckin’ girl.”

you screamed this time. bakugou had been right, one hurt more than the other. your head felt so light all of a sudden, your vision blurring as you gripped kirishima’s hand like a vice and shook. your breath punched out of you when the bar was pushed through and the little ball at the end was screwed on.

you stared up at the ceiling and tried to get your bearings as kirishima let go of your hand to pet your hair and keep it away from your tears. “you did it, pretty girl. you got it. just breathe. did such a great job, yeah?”

you gathered your thoughts together as you listened to bakugou get up and take his gloves and his mask off, tossing them away, ever the professional. he walked back over to where you were laying and held up a mirror over you to show you your new jewelry. the sight made the pain worth it; your nipples, perky and red and hard, glittering with bars pushed through.

“what do ya think?” bakugou cocked his head at you, and you let out a deep breath.

“they look… really nice.”

“really sexy, more like.” kirishima chuckled over you as he openly ogled your chest.

you made a noise of surprise, which was immediately followed by your voice getting caught in your throat when bakugou’s free hand moved to start rubbing up and down your thigh. “you okay?”

“y-yeah.”

“you need a break?”

“i think so.”

bakugou nodded and looked to kirishima, who broke into a grin and bent over you just a little, his voice dropping an octave. “let’s take a nice long break, then, huh doll? you think you might wanna relax a bit with us? take your mind off the pain?”

“what?” you shifted to sit up on your elbows, wincing from the pain in your chest, looking between them.

kirishima laughed, “come on, doll. i know you didn’t come in here wearing just that tiny skirt for nothin’.”

“you can say no.” bakugou’s hand moved off your thigh, clearly the more level headed of the two. “we’ll take a break and come back in a half hour to keep going-“

“wait.” you flushed and put up a hand to make him shut up, glancing between them. “you’re not- together?”

“well, yeah, fucking obviously we are,” bakugou rolled his eyes at you while kiri chuckled, “but if we see a hot chick, we’re not gonna say no.”

“true.” kiri was practically purring.

they were standing over you, broad shoulders and tattooed hands and muscle, red eyes honed in on your shirtless form, and for some reason you allowed your inhibitions to fall away.

you took a deep breath and pouted. “just don’t make me get an infection on my new piercings.”

“never.” bakugou cracked his first real grin, foxlike and dirty, already moving back down towards your legs to start pushing your knees apart. you sat up a bit more, onto your hands, sucking in a breath when the bench dipped under bakugou’s added weight as he pushed your knees far apart and revealed your plain cotton panties with an obvious wet spot in the crotch, your pussy throbbing with the realization.

bakugou hummed as he slid rough fingertips down the insides of your thighs. “look at that shit, red. she’s already soaked. got this pretty pussy all needy even after pokin’ her.”

“figured as much. she was all spaced out during her tat.” kiri’s meaty hand slipped around the column of your throat, practically engulfing it in one palm as he turned your head to make you look up at him.

you gasped, and kirishima’s mouth came crashing down onto yours; he had to practically crouch to get even close to you where you were sitting. your hands flew up to his hair, body twisting slightly as bakugou started to work his fingers along your hips to further push your skirt up around them.

you felt yourself start to whimper as bakugou pushed your panties to the side and slipped two fingers through your wet folds. you shook and moaned as his fingers skillfully rubbed slow circles into your clit, making your hips jerk.

kiri laughed against your lips and squeezed his hand slightly around the column of your throat, pulling away from your mouth to look at your dazed expression. “lay back, doll.”

he guided you back to lay on the bench again, letting go of your throat only for a moment to start unbuckling his belt. “kats, i’m takin’ her mouth first, mkay?”

“hm?” bakugou glanced up from where he was licking his lips, about to press his nose to your pussy. “oh, yeah sure whatever. i’m getting a taste first.”

“someone’s got an oral fixation.”

“shut the fuck up, you red-haired loser.”

you felt yourself start to giggle at their interactions, but suddenly there were lips wrapped tightly around your cliff and a fat cock hanging over your face, drooling with pre.

you swallowed as your mouth practically started to water. your head was spinning as bakugou worked his tongue against your clit, a finger starting to push its way into your right, wet heat. you moaned and felt your eyes flutter, fingers curling into the sides of the piercing bench. “ah, i-i don’t know if i can fit-“

“shh. all you gotta do is swallow. can you try just the tip?” kiri cocked his head at you, suddenly all puppy eyes as he stroked his cock to his boyfriend eating you out.

you whimpered and nodded. how could you say no? you ground your hips against bakugou’s face as your lips parted, and kirishima pushed just the fat head of his cock past them with a low groan.

you felt full. bakugou started to push a second finger into your weeping hole, drool and your juices dripping down his chin and dotting the bench as he ate you out and found the spongy spot within you that made your back arch off the bench, knees attempting and failing to snap shut around his head. bakugou growled against your pussy, unhappy with you disturbing his meal.

you couldn’t respond what with kirishima shallowly thrusting into your mouth, working inch after inch into you. you felt his heady tip hit the back of your throat as your head hung down over the edge of the bench, and you coughed and sputtered.

“shh, careful, careful. breathe.” his hand returned to your throat, feeling the way he slipped further and further in. his balls hung down in your face as he started to effectively fuck your throat, groaning when you whined around him.

you did your best to suck his cock, slobbering and drooling down your cheeks as your eyes rolled back when bakugou removed his mouth and rubbed circles into your clit with his thumb. “she tastes fuckin’ good.”

“yeah? y’think so?”

“yeah,” bakugou breathed out, almost like an offering, and as he pulled his fingers out of your wet pussy, he shoved them directly into kirishima’s mouth.

kiri groaned loudly and sucked on bakugou’s fingers with the eagerness of a dog, gripping your throat with one hand and bakugou’s wrist in the other. he made sure bakugou’s fingers were clean before letting go and rolling his hips against your face. “shit.”

“mhm.” bakugou was panting as he hurriedly fussed with his jeans, shoving them down enough to get his cock free. it was difficult, positioning himself on the bench, but he made it work as he slapped his tip against your clit.

you cried out and gagged again on kirishima’s fat cock, gurgling pathetically while they both laughed at you.

“poor babydoll,” bakugou hissed, pressing his tip to your entrance, “she can hardly breathe, eiji.”

“she’s doin’ a good fucking job. i can feel how deep i am in her throat.”

“i can fuckin’ see that.” bakugou snapped right back before taking a deep breath and sinking so slowly into your pussy.

your walls fluttered around his cock as he sheathed himself inside you, one hand gripping your hip dangerously tight and the other reaching to grab for kirishima’s free hand. “fuck, red, she feels so fucking tight.”

“if- if you think her pussy’s tight, wait till you feel her throat.” kiri panted lowly as he grabbed his boyfriend’s hand over you.

you felt like an object, a plaything, lightheaded and so, so full, almost screaming when they both started to fuck into you at once; they were slightly off pace, both focused on their own pleasure, chasing their highs and smothering you all the while.

kirishima’s hand slid from your throat to the middle of your chest, a compressing weight that left you truly breathless as his balls practically smacked into you. you did your best to try and suck his cock, really, you did, but it was so difficult when bakugou was bullying your pussy and making you shake and cry out.

kirishima was the first to falter, his hips starting to jerk erratically as your vision blurred from tears of pleasure. “oh fuck yeah, fuck, ‘m gonna cum-“

“already? pathetic.” bakugou snapped, only egging kirishima on and making him whine as he tossed his head back and came deep in your throat, making you gag and choke.

he didn’t pull out until the thick, heady ropes of his cum were seated on your tongue, taking a step back to let his fat cock slap wetly against his thigh. it was clear, then, that his refractory period was short; he was already at half mast again as he watched bakugou fuck you into the bench, hiking one of your legs up around his waist to get deeper.

you cried out loudly, voice ragged and ruined as bakugou’s thumb returned to your clit.

“come on pretty girl, lemme feel you cum around my fuckin’ cock first. come on. i know you’re close. i can feel ya squeezin’ me in. shit, baby, fucking cum for me.”

your back arched off the table and your eyes rolled back as you came hard around his cock, your vision going white as you jerked and spasmed on the table. bakugou moaned and dropped his head forward, holding on until the last second when he could pull out and cum all over your twitching cunt, jerking himself off all the way. thick ropes of cum splattered against your skin and made you shiver, all parts of you sensitive.

kirishima, cock still out and hard again, stepped over to swipe his fingers through your pussy and get a taste of yours and bakugou’s cum, groaning deep in his throat as he pressed an almost chaste kiss to bakugou’s cheek. “you wanna fuck her throat next?”

“fuck yes i do.”

NSFW(duh)

Gambitxblack bimbo fem!reader

Cw:choking,spanking,ddlg, mention of orgasm denial, praise kink, aftercare 18+

Gambit

If he had a bimbo girlfriend the man would be putty in your hands he would be enamored with her everything from your thick thighs and brown skin to the way you twirls her hair around your finger when youre nervous or "introuble" with him and the way your hair naturally curls up you are a princess in his eyes so I feel like he'd take on more of a daddy role in their relationship he'd have certain rules for you and if she doesn't abide by them(probably because you forgot a few or how to do it) he'd take immense pleasure in your punishments, punishments would include but are not limited to:spanking, over stimulation, orgasm. Denial anything to make you beg really. I feel like he'd use phrases like "awh what was that my darlin? I can't hear you come on speak up for daddy." When he's three fingers deep in you, you on your third orgasm and barely able to complete a word let alone a sentence.

Or "sense youre so set on using your mouth for something, get on your knees and tried to talk while you choking on my dick" if you started mouthing off to him and only after youre a fucked out drooling mess does he feel like you learned your lesson. When you are a good girl however he would spoil you with all the things in all the world pretty gifts, fancy meals and unforgettable experiences.

Aftercare

I feel like he would be the type to praise centric while he's helping you ground yourself he'd say things to bring you up like "you made daddy feel so good baby", "thank you for taking your punishment so well", "you did so good", "I'm really proud of you" "youre so pretty baby" all while you're in his lap cuddling with you and when you feel like you've started to return would he go and get supplies and clean you up weather it be your make up, dressing your bruises, or wiping you down from sex he'd make sure you were stable before thinking even thinking of himself because to him you are his everything

Gambitxfem!blackreaderxrogue

Cw:arguments separation regrouping

How they recover after an arguement

I feel like rogue would go for a bike ride(as in motorcycle) getting out of the house and on the open road is a pretty good way to get perspective. She would leave a note or a text in the chat saying she would be going to clear her head and she'd be back(because we communicate in this house) and Yes I know she can fly but sometimes a good ride is what's needed to clear your head with the roar of the engine and the vibrations of the handles as she riding I feel like it will help turn her brain off for a little bit as opposed to being in the air, it would give her a sense of grounding that would help in not only regaining her composure but also finding a solution to the problem so when she does return to the house yall can have that productive regroup that would be necessary.

Gambit(remi)

I feel like remi would escape to the roof top or the balcony. So he could gripe and yell about the situation and he would want to do that in a kind of secluded area so he doesn't hurt either of your feels any further because he knows somethings don't need to be said and if he is going to vent some of these sometimes hurtful thoughts he'd do it away from earshot because even when he's mad he would always respect his girls and not saying things that can brutally hurt yall is one of the ways he does that. After the screaming faze his over he'd calm down and be able to hear the city noise and feel the wind blowing across his face this makes it easy to think and sort through what was said and gives him an opportunity to step back and see the bigger picture of what was said and what the resolution can be so when table time comes he has a well rounded view and is ready to listen and be listened to.

You

I feel like you retreat to your music. You'd pick a spot in the house that is quiet with a door so either the bathroom, bedroom or basement so you can just shut out the world for a minute and distress from what just transpired. You lay down place both headphones in, turn the music all the way up and just process through your feelings, centering your mind and taking the opportunity to just be. Being in a space that's away from where the argument took place gives you the time to think, think about what they said why they would say that and as this session continues those thoughts turn to I can understand why they said that and how my words hurt them and by the time your walking out of the space your feeling better about finding a common ground and are ready to be seen and see as well.

Aftercare for the argument/disagreement

Food, cuddles or dancing. It depends on the mood because sometimes it's all three, sometimes yall feel like going out after all the tension and just Wanna get cute go the the club or the bar and just dance the night about get some drinks and then go home order pizza and cuddle the night away. And then the following morning hangover cures and breakfast is served along side a "let's never fight again*mwah*"

Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

Gambit x fem!blackreader x rogue

Sleeping positions

Gambit

I feel like remi would be in the middle most nights one because he likes the duel warmth that he's getting on both sides and two because he has two beautiful women by his side sleeping soundly, but all jokes aside he loves hearing you both snore it gives him the feeling that yall are comfortable enough to find a deep sleep and the knowledge that no one else gets to see his princesses like this in some state of undress and complete vulnerability. He takes pride in knowing that you've not only blessed him with the sight of you peacefully expression but given him the honor of protecting you from harm and bad dreams. It also makes him feel needed so it puts the fear of abandonment to rest and if need be you both are there to remind him at a moments notice.

Rogue

sis like the corner side of the bed between remi and the door. It makes her feel safe and secure at the same time as making her feel free to leave at when ever and if ever she wanted to, it also gives the sense that she can also protect her beloveds from harm at a moments notice so it dashes the damsel in distress that she has been battling. With gambit being in the middle it makes her feel not only included but just as loved by you and him equally and as an added bonus he sleeps on his back so she can see both of your sleeping faces when she wakes up in a panic and just needs to gaze upon her lovelies to give her a sense of peace to fall back into slumber.

You

I feel like you would like the side between the wall or inside of the room and remi It gives you a sense that they both want to protect you and you can safely let your guard down without fear of repercussions or rejection. This puts your brain to rest so you're not so easily able to overthink about why they are cuddling away from you or if they don't love you as much as they once did. Remi sleeping on his back gives rogue a chance to hold your hand and across his chest or stroke you hair coaxing you to sleep and giving you a sense of connection which you find necessary to get the best possible sleep, and as a plus your closer to the bathroom so you can just slide out of bed and go and not worry about waking them up.. most of the time, but on the chance that yall are in a pretty tight embrace it makes it alittle easier to just shimmy out of the cuddle huddle and answer nature's call before you slide back into bed before you think anyone notices(they always notice)

As always thoughts are mine characters are not

Stay warm/cool get some rest and I'll see yall soon signing off for now 💋💋

Gambit x fem!blackReader x rogue

I'm upset so cuddles and wholesome

After a long days work one thing gambit likes to do is cuddle with his girls on the couch and lucky for him you two were already on the couch flipping through channels cuddling under a blanket. "Hey baby" you say as you hear the door close and keys hit the bottom of the bowl. "Hey mon chers, how are my babies today" you run over to him practically climbing up into his open arms "I'm alright just missed you quite a bit, you've been gone all day" you say as he carries you back to the couch sitting beside rogue with you in his lap. "Hey sugar *mwah* I'm alright, I really missed you too honey" Rogue says as she lays across your lap while you pet her hair.

"So, what movie are we watching tonight mon amors?" Gambit says reaching for the remote glancing down at rogue "dealers choice, I'm down for anything?" She answers. "What about you sweetness, don't matter?" He coos down at you. "Yea it doesn't matter to me so long as yall are here with me" you answer giving him a Eskimo kiss. He ends up choosing some old reality show that yall are watching right now. The rest of the night is spent under a few blankets while yall talk about the show and figure out what that nights dinner would be. You end up falling asleep a few hours later on the couch until four or five in the morning until one of you wakes first and proceed to wake the others up and guide each other to bed.

As always thoughts are mine characters are not

I hope yall are doing well mental physically and emotionally take care of yourselves

Signing off for now 💋💋

Mikaela banes x black fem cowgirl reader

I feel like she would be into a cowgirl type of girl one of the women that handle horses, cows rangles bulls and is a helluva rider😉😉. I feel like you two would have met when her bike broke down right outside your farm you were taking one of your horses out for a ride(maybelle) when you found her attempting to figure out what's happened "you alright?" You questions a few feet away getting down from Maybelle leading her over.

"Yea I think i just ran out of fuel, mikaela." She says extending her hand waiting for you to do the same "want a ride? there a gas station not too far from here? I don't know much bout bikes but if doesn't matter what kinda gas I've got some back at the barn it's up to you?"

It takes her a couple of seconds to decide and because she was in the middle of nowhere opted to hitch a ride to station "yea it takes premium and if you're already on your way there..." so yall got to know each other on that ride found out she was on this ride to clear her head after getting into a pretty big fight with her dad causing her to step out of the house for a few extra days. And she got here because she swore she had enough Gas and passed the last gas station for a while.

This lasted the whole trip there and on the way back she asked about you and told her. Born on that very farm loved the wide outdoors and always wanted the simple quiet life, show horses for a few years then start a breeding business for all of my prized horses get married start a family and raise a couple of kids nothing.

When you got back and refueled her bike she asked if you got any service this far off city lines you said yes and she gave you her number, you put it in your phone and called her to make sure she had yours. And from there yall talked back and forth until each of you felt more comfortable spending the night with the other.

You spent the night at her garage first you wanted to see where she lived and she wanted to show you her little world from there you unintentionally met her dad which was fun actually pretty fun she got that awkward meet up out of the way, he got to embarrass his little girl a tiny bit and you got the parent stamp of approval(so long as you teach him how to ride horse).

Speaking of horses when she visited your family she got the purest southern hospitality treatment. Home cooked meals family stories fireplace cuddles, and sunset horse back rides. You thought it only right for her to meet your family but you didn't mean all of them(you told you mom and day that you wanted her to meet your fam so.....they set up a little family reunion and she met your family ALL OF THEM) so you had your awkward moment they loved her and that basically sealed your relationship from there

His only fold

Gambit x black fem mutant reader

Part two

When the car stops he realizes that he lost track of time in you, so he came up with something that would get yall out of here, hopefully...

"Listen I explain everything later but right now I need you to attack me?" You look him up and down alittle confused by this request but feeling the pull of the slowing down vehicle, and not wanting to pass up the opportunity to get your licks back from the man who got you in this mess in first place you give him a "hmph aight" nod and used the recoil of the stop to propell yourself forward into his lap from there you went to work slamming your fists Into various places from chest to stomach careful not to scratch up that pretty face of his to much.

He didn't do anything to fight back he just made exaggerated noises screaming out "can I get some help back here?, she's gonna kill me and I wouldn't like to die that way". The guards not paying to much attention just giving the *bang* "keep it quiet in there love birds" quickly picking up on his plan you decide to take a different approach "so your really not gonna hit me back what a joke" saying this she pushes his hand in in her hair directly on to a Bobby pin giving him a pointed look to pull it. "Aaow" she pushed his head in the wall yet again making a exaggerated noise. Hoping one of two things would happen he'd either uncuff us first and get out or the guards would come back here to separate us and we'd escape that way, "which ever happened first" she thought.

*click* off comes one pair of hand cuffs *click* off comes the other pair they slip both pairs into his pocket to prevent the *thud* of the fall. Out of the corner of your eye you see one of the guards pier back not wanting to draw there attention now "mmph" you kiss him hard keeping both your freed hands hidden from view "that's better I knew yall could get along" he says through a breathy chuckles. "Shouldn't we stop them" you hear the driver say to the passenger "why they finally stopped fighting and were almost there might as well let them have this especially where she's going." Realizing this would be your last opportunity to get away with out threat of back up you quietly pull back giving a pointed stare to the door he nodded.

Taking the bumpy road as and the cover noise needed, *bam*,*BAM* two good kicks to the door and it flies open "hey, shit do not stop this truck?" The passenger says the driver before he slides the door median door open to reach you two. But he was to late you both jumped out moments before her could grab either of you and with a tumble you were on your way.

High tailing it into the near by brush you make your way through the trees, down a hill into an abandoned church for cover. You make your way to the bishops office to sit down and catch your breath. "Phew, thought we never get away" he says leaning up against the desk across the love seat you had stretched across.

"Yea that did have me for a minute, now might I know who I have to pleasure of speaking with?" You say readjusting your fringe as you await his answer "people call me gambit but you ma cher my call me remi, remi labeau." He says in a slight bow "and who may you be ma cher?" You debate telling him your name but ultimately decide to because why not yall did escape together "y/n, is what my momma named me but the streets call me pinky, reasons being obvious." You say flashing your eyes which happen to be glowing now due to the darkness.

Once lost

Gambit x Black fem mutant reader

Cw: death, imprisonment, blame for death, self guilt, angst,

You had just moved to the Xavier institute weeks after your father had been killed it was an accident that only you could have caused you thought to yourself he succumbed to the burns that you caused in your sleep. Unable to control you powers it was either the institute or a lab they were more fascinated with the reverse cremation and the government wanted to use your power as war weapons they tried to make you believe it was for the greater good of the humanity or whatever they said

And like a fool who blamed yourself you went into to there custody believing what your mother once said you are a monster and were born to be nothing more then a weapon. For seventeen long years they experimented on you day in and day out taking everything from bone marrow to skin samples making you out to be a broke human pin cushion. You would've stayed there initially wasn't for gambit and his thieving ways he was hired to steal some research from the facility and in the cross hairs of a mission gone sour he discovered you in one of the rooms in the basement. A soul prisoner he thought you were either useful in helping him escape this mutant sink hole and you also might need a hand out of there.

So he approached you with the offer you had been praying for, but you were hesitant to believe him because "what if my mom is right I'm a monster and I deserve to be a weapon" you said "aye yo look cher I don't know you but from the look on ya face you don't want to believe what you say is true so, I'll only ask once more are you want out or not?" Still a touch unsure you nod anyway and take his hand "great now how do we get out of here?" He questioned running in a direction with you in tow. "There is a stair case that they take me up it goes to the lab but but I'm always on the verge of passing out when they take me back here" "come on is there anything you remember sounds lights a vehicle perhaps?" "I do hear boats coming from underneath my room I've always heard stairs before the engine turns on" with time not on his side he draws a circle on the ground with his finger and it opens up a hole that drops right down Into a boat.

He jumps down first you follow suit into his catch, as soon as your safely on the floor her starts the boat and guns it for open waters. Freeing you from your prison. He advised you to hide until you were at least outside of "company waters" he put it, with the hum of the boat and the sound of the waves this made you drift to sleep real sleep for the first time in a while.

Gambit xblack fem mutant reader x rogue

Cw: wedding plans, established relationship

Rogue as a bride I think she'd have a really sexy wedding dress for the ceremony, it would have a asymmetric cut out with a slit up to her hip and she have her traditional puffy eighties style hair out, pretty Natural make up nothing to busy just maybe a brownish nude lip, sharp eyeliner and some simple eyeshadow. Tear drop diamond earrings that gambit "got" yall, it was a matching set the he saw between jobs one was pink and one was yellow. So he thought "it would make a lovely wedding present for his fiancees".

You I feel like it would be a sheath style halter top floor length gown with an open low back that reached around to the sides of your sides and the edges were decorated with floral applicays, instead of a veil you elected for a cape that extended from the bow tied at the back of your neck and split in two to drag behind you on both sides while leaving the back visible. You wore a high pony tail with ends flipped out and middle parted sweep bangs simple old Hollywood style make up and the pink tear drop earrings matched your bouquet (rogue had a white and yellow bouquet).

Gambit he let his hair grow out a little bit per his wives request he tried something new one year and just let his hair grow to see how long it would get by december and low and behold it got pretty long so long that he started wearing a man Bun during missions to keep it out of the way. You both found him super sexy like this and begged him to keep it long so he made the deal that he'd do it again eventually, secretly he new that meant the wedding. After trying on a few different suits he decided on a white one with silver iridescent lapels to match not only the theme of the day but you guys as well it would he would be wearing a man Bun with the classic bangs in front and his boutonniere was a half bloomed sunflower(yellow and pink).

If it wasn't obvious already it was a spring wedding some time at the end of April so it's alittle warm but not to hot pastel but not eastery and everything was fresh and regrown, and as a side bonus allergy season was almost over so no puffy eyes and little to no sneezing it think it would be outside in a garden not to big but no super small between 20-50 people there would be a small dinner for just close family and the bridal party then the ceremony followed but the biggest reception and then the following day before the honeymoon there'd be a huge southern barbecue complete with all three of yalls cultures in food (for me it'd be southern, southern, and southern) after that yall would go on a tour through a few places out of the country as the honeymoon and come home and get settled back in the house.

As always thoughts are mind characters are not

These three have been my fav for a long time so I love writing about em lookbook come soon cause duhhh lol

Anyway signing off for now 💋💋

Random thoughts

Characters x fem reader, established relationship, bad day, polycule

You would come home after a long day at work first things first keys in the bowl shoes off bag on the couch as you walk in through the kitchen and your head on there shoulders guzma is in town again for a hot minute this time so he's cooking, cutting up the holy trinity for the beef stew that yall had agreed on for for dinner. Seth was busy out in the garage working on the vehicles with bakugou they were trading stories as were doing an oil change on both cars and his bike.

Kirishima is in the living room with Mina vi and alphonse when they hear you walk in they greet you some with pet names like babe and boo and others like doll and sweetness. In the kitchen as guzma is dicing he says "you wanna talk about it" you still leaning on his shake your head and say "no", he signs into a chuckle placing the knife down before picking you up and placing you on the counter so you could be face to face. "Are you sure" he says with his forehead lightly pressed on yours, this softens you so you fess up alittle "someone was being mean to me today". "awe I see, do you want to take this in the living room or do you want the living room to come in here". You lift your head to see four faces peaking around the corner this makes you smile so you invited them in, alphonse is the first to appear "alright is it tea or is take em out back time? Cause I- we don't mind either" he says taking a seat at the kitchen table.

Eijiro and Mina make their way past you each placing a kiss to your cheeks and forehead to take the seat opposite of alphonse. As you are about to start spilling you hear and three sets of foot steps coming up the stairs and down the hall. Entering with "oye dumbass I hope you didn't start without us" and "aye sugar we heard" and lastly "we're all here for you now sweetness, start from the top." They do the say as kiri and Mina an place kisses on you, find some standing room in the kitchen.

With guzmas hand resting on your back you take in the surroundings of the room, loving gazes and anticipation for comfort and or murder awaiting a choice and begin

As always the thoughts are mine but none of the character I mentioned are not

This is just some stuff I thought about let me know if you liked it

Signing off for now 💋💋

Random thought

Cw: nsfw-ish, mention of death, mention of child death, blame for death, bad day, comfort

Kiri and Bakugou were having a particularly rage enducing day the kind that is only cured by the gym or good messy aggressive sex and they worked together today so they got to go home together, once they were in the house they couldn't keep their hands to themselves biting clawing and even pinning each other all over there bodies and the house they made it down the hallway leading to your shared bedroom when they heard the front door shut, they were almost too preoccupied with their current situation to hear your lite sniffles, ALMOST. That sound made them both pull back and listen to confirm they are hearing what they heard once your full sobs met their ears they passed a look between them and started towards you.

Your pov.

You walk in to the house eyes glassy kicking off your shoes mind busy with the events that occurred today, it could've been a worst day you say to yourself trying to stave off the tears but your aching heart would disagree. The recounting began as you dragged yourself further into your house sniffling as a last stitch effort to evade the streams from falling over the edge but after seeing the face of the angry mother who had blamed you for the lost her baby you couldn't hold back any longer and just crumbled on the floor and cried. Loud and uncontrolled sobs filled room you only realize your being held because you smell kiri's conditioner.

They were the only people to sooth you in this moment, while kiri held you kats soothed you with his voice saying things like "follow eji's breathing", "that's it, in and out. Nice slow deep breaths" this works and ever so slowly you start to calm down eventually this works and they hold you in between them until you are ready to talk about your day.

Random thoughts

Carnal desires

Guzma

I feel like he would be the type to(with consent) come home feeling Hornier than a werewolf under the full moon in heat see you sitting on a bar stool doing work in his t shirt doing some work on the lap top in the kitchen, make a b-line for you, you turning to him with a "oh hey babe" only for him to close the distance with a kiss wrapping his arms around your waist as he picks you up and sits you on the island while pushing the laptop towards the middle in one fluid motion. Not many words were exchanged except for the common ones that are thrown around in these instances. During the after cuddles you questioned why and he just said something like "I was just craving you, thank you babe" he punctuates his statement with a kiss and a squeeze pulling you into his chest further.