Do You Perhaps Write For The 100?

Do you perhaps write for the 100? 😭

This might be like probably the only show I don't write for because I have yet to watch it.. if it's any good I'll watch it so I could write for you

Study Break (A.Arlert x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: Smut, praise, PillowPrincess!Reader, grinding(?)

Notes: So like, school, am I right? Also my physics class is kicking my ass right about now. If you want to send in a request for Kinktober or literally anything else feel free to do so!

Word Count: 1,410

It's been hours, going over different problems that all use the same method, sitting in the same position, and staring at the same beautiful face.

It started when I asked Armin if he could help me with the physics work, using the excuse of it being too confusing to understand when in reality I didn't really need the help. Just seeing him in class with that white button up shirt and how he folds the sleeves up to his elbow. His black dress pants which were accompanied by a black leather belt. He looked so pretty just sitting in class, too pretty to not kiss or touch. 

We sat on his bed, books and papers spread all over it. He sat near the headboard while I sat in front of him, on the opposite end. He looked so peaceful right now, his blue eyes fixed on a math problem, his pencil twirling in his hands. They were so pretty, soft and always cold. His fingers are thin and gentle to the touch. 

No matter what I'm doing I always seem to find myself admiring him, mainly his hands, but he's just so nice to look at, if I could I'd watch him all day. "So what'd you get for number 14?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Oh um, 3.1×10¹³ micrograms." I responded, quickly looking down at my notebook. He nodded and smiled, "Do you really need the help? You seem to be doing fine." I gave him a confused look, "You've gotten everything right and I noticed you haven't actually been writing anything." 

"Oh, I just needed to make sure I had everything right.." I lied. He continued looking at me, studying me, "You want me here, but not for help. What is it?" I paused for a moment, thinking of what to say next.

"Exactly that. I want you here. For help." I said, leaning forward, sliding the books off of his bed. I look him in his eyes and glance at his lips, they're a light, soft shade of pink. Armin softly said "Oh" and smiled, he grabbed the side of my face and pulled me closer to his. I fully leaned in as well as Armin. His lips were soft and tasted like mint, it was a refreshing taste. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me on to him, my thighs on each side of his, and his hands squeezing my hips or anything he could grasp. 

I slowly moved my hips against him, already feeling how hard he is through his pants and I've barely even done anything to him. I let out a gasp as I felt his hips move with mine, Armin took this opportunity to slide his tongue in. He explored my mouth and tilted his head to the side to reach more, pulling me impossibly closer to him as he did. I moved my hands up his body, I kept one on the center of his chest and the other trailed up his neck and to the back of it. I tangled my fingers in his hair and slightly pulled on it.

He moaned in response and broke the kiss. Looking up at me he leaned into my neck and began kissing it, lightly brushing his teeth against my skin. He let out a shaky breath as my hips moved slightly faster. In the blink of an eye I was under him, and even now he's still as pretty as he was before. His face flushed, his lips sore, his shirt a little ruffled. 

"You're so pretty.." I mumbled to him, his already red face got darker than it was. "You too..look so pretty under me like this.." he smiled as he leaned down to kiss my neck, then my collarbone, and my chest, or at least what he could get. He stopped his movements and looked up at me, silently asking if he could remove my shirt, I nodded 'yes' and he did. Slowly, he pulled my shirt over my head and off of me, staring down at me he softly traced his fingers over every curve of my body. 

He continued to stare in awe before leaning down and pressing a kiss to each of my breasts. Moving down he got closer and closer to where I needed him most. He looked up at me once again, asking for permission, I nodded again, this time a little more needy than intended. Slowly sliding my pants off and tossing them to who knows where he continued kissing near my aching pussy. 

I never found Armin as a tease, especially with how he acts in school. He was always such a 'giving' person, never hesitant. But here he is kissing, biting and licking my inner thigh and continuously grazing his fingers over my clothed cunt. He moved back up, towards my underwear and hooked his fingers on the band, slowly sliding them down my legs and tossing them somewhere around his room. 

His fingers were cold against my slit, making me gain goosebumps all over my body and the feeling. Slowly he pushed a finger in, curling it and pressing it against my walls before taking it out and bringing it to his lips. Sucking on his finger, I watched as his eyes rolled back and he let out a moan. "You taste so good, princess." He whispered before lowering his body. 

He grabbed my legs and tossed them over his back and shoulders. He flattened his tongue and licked a stripe over my folds and slightly flicked my clit with the tip of his tongue. I let out a whimper at that feeling, Armin looked up at me and flicked my clit again, causing a more audible moan to escape my throat. He smiled and chuckled, going back down and lapping at my pussy. 

At first glance you wouldn't think someone like Armin would be so good at giving head, eating you out like he hasn't eaten in days. But he was amazing at it, like he's had experience. 

"Fuck..you're doing so good Armin.." I moaned, my fingers finding their way into his hair again, and tugging at the blonde locs. He hummed against me and continued lapping and sucking up all the juices. He slid a finger in and then two, thrusting them in and out of me as he came up and kissed me. I could taste myself on his tongue and I could feel how wet his chin is from how soaked I am. 

"You taste so fucking good, don't you agree?" He asked while curling his fingers and pressing them against my walls. My pussy clenched around him at the feeling, "Yes..fuck..Armin" 

He smiled at the sound of his name rolling off of my tongue so easily and naturally. "Do that again for me, beautiful. Let me hear that pretty voice, please." He pleaded. His fingers not stopping, not once as he went back down and started sucking on my clit and flicking it with his tongue.

My thighs clenched around his head as my stomach began to tighten. Armin pulled open my legs and kissed up my body and rubbed my clit with his thumb while his ring and middle fingers went to work. Burying his face in the crook of my neck as I became a whimpering and moaning mess in his ear. "Sound so good, baby. Such a pretty girl and a pretty voice.."

"I'm gonna cum, fuck.." I panted, "Go ahead, baby. You've been so good for me, you deserve it." He said, his fingers speeding up and my vision blurring from the tears that were about to spill at the sensation and the immense amount of pleasure I was feeling.

My legs tightened around him and his fingers kept moving, helping me ride out my high. My voice hoarse and my body sensitive to the touch. Armin pulled out his fingers causing me to let out a small whimper. He took a moment to look at them, gazing at his slender fingers coated with my cum. He brought them up to his lips and licked them clean. "Still taste just as good as when we started." He smiled.

"And you look just as good as the day I saw you in class." I sighed, standing up to find my clothes,

"If you ever need anymore 'help', give me a call, I'll gladly be at your service, beautiful."

The Boy Is Mine (C.Grimes x F!Reader)

Warnings: Marking, slight grinding

Notes: I'm so sorry this is short I'm busy with Physics work and hella tests.

Word Count: 307

The room was filled with whimpers and whines, he's so glad his dad and Michonne were out, along with Judith who was being watched by Gabriel. Inside the room was a scene. He was under you, hands gripping and pulling at your waist to keep your body moving against his.

You were on top of him, straddling him, kissing and nipping at his neck. He always looked so pretty under you, big pleading eyes looking up at you through his beautiful lashes, his lips would be red, plumped and covered in saliva from the intense make out. You couldn't get enough of him, and apparently neither could she. 

You don't blame her for having a crush on Carl, I mean who wouldn't. He's so sweet and helpful, and just so cute. But it's only a matter of time before she tries to make a move, she just needs to be reminded that he's not up for grabs, at all. 

Your left hand caressed his face while you buried yours in his neck, mouth sucking until there was a red circle left. Your lips moved down to his collar bones, kissing and nibbling at the flesh. You leaned back and admired your work and how he looked,  

"Such a beautiful mess.." you muttered. "You really think so?" He asked, hair frizzy and clothes wrinkled. You gave him a nod and leaned back in giving the left side of his neck attention. Outside of the house Rick called for Carl to come out, claiming he needed help with something. Startled, his face turned red, he looked at his appearance in the mirror, specifically his neck and looked up at you. 

All you could do was give him a smile and a kiss, walking out the room, ecstatic to see Edin's face when she sees your artwork on Carl's neck.

Afterglow I (C.Springer x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: Smut, grinding, oral (female and male receiving), praise, p in v, smoking, degradation(?) (reader calls herself a whore :) ), dirty talk, light hair pulling, slight face fucking, light choking

Notes: In honor of school being cancelled again!

Word Count: 1,601

You can't feel anything right now, you're relaxed and happy, the room foggy and your mind cloudy. You look over at your friend, your eyes as low, red and hazy as his. He's smiling at you, "You're so fucked up" he chuckles. Usually that chuckle wouldn't have done anything, but now it has you feeling warm and your stomach doing flips. "Not as much as you" you bite back.

You don't know if it's the weed or if it's you, but you're craving him right now. You lean close to him, he's not aware of anything happening beside him, until he slightly turns his head to you. "What's up?" he asks and you're quiet, "Nothin'.."

He quirks a brow, "You sure?", you're staring at his lips, "Yeah, it's nothing.."

He licked his lips, fuck you thought, "I want you" you muttered under your breath, "Huh?" Connie said, you shook your head, looking away from his lips and away from him. "I know I'm not hallucinating, you said something. What was it?" he asked, wanting to know what it was you muttered.

"You know you can tell me anything right? Like, I won't judge or get upset."

You sighed, "I said, 'I want you'..."

He stood silent, his face was relaxed but his mouth was slightly open, jaw slacked. He brought his hand up to your face, gently caressing and moving it to the back your head, cradling. He brought his face closer to yours, lips close, grazing each other. He leaned in, his lips molding into yours. You sighed into the kiss, you felt Connie's tongue swipe your bottom lip, asking for permission, which you obliged feeling his tongue now on yours.

Tilting your head, you deepened the kiss. It was sloppy for sure, but you had to break it, needing air. You looked up at him, eyes low, red, glossy and full of lust, pleading, "I want you, so bad"

He smirked, pulling you so you'd be on top of him, straddling him. "Trust me, I want you just as badly. You drive me crazy.."

You grabbed his face, pulling him in for another deep kiss. His hands slid down and gripped your hip, pulling you closer. You broke the kiss once more, kissing his cheek, jaw and down his neck. Biting and sucking, leaving marks all over. He groaned at the feeling, fingers and nails digging into your waist and hips. Feeling highly impatient, Connie lifted your shirt up and off your body, tossing it somewhere around his house. He kissed and nibbled at your neck and chest, dark circles forming on your soft skin.

One hand rested on his shoulder and the other on the back of his neck. You pulled his head closer when he bit and sucked on that one spot, groaning, you began to slowly grind on his growing bulge. He softly moaned, his cock growing harder beneath you, "Mm, don't stop, fuck"

You palmed him through his sweats causing him to groan and arch his hips into your hand, trying to create more friction. "Lemme get some more, mamas. Please" he whined. You smiled and got on your knees, still palming him, "You sound good when you're all whiney"

You pulled his sweats down along with his boxers. Connie let out a gasp as he felt his cock spring free, "Oh...fuuuck" You wrapped your hand loosely around his cock, slowly pumping him, "How long have you wanted this? Me on my knees, about to suck your cock like some whore." He shivered at your touch and at your words, his breathing becoming ragged. "Ever since we became friends. I've been fuck aching for your touch and now I have it.."

You smiled, licking up the base of his cock, swirling your tongue around the tip. Connie let out a moan, throwing his head back. "God, that felt good" He ran his fingers through your hair, urging you to continue. You took a breath before taking him in your throat, hollowing your cheeks and sucking. With his other hand, Connie gripped the cushion under him, his body filled with pleasure. You used a hand to cup his balls a give them a gentle squeeze along with his cock. His moans grew louder as his hips bucked, "Oh fuck"

He lightly tugged at your hair, pushing and pulling causing you to gag a bit. You moaned at the feeling, enjoying having Connie, whose just supposed to be your friend, use your throat to cum. His hips bucked uncontrollably as he pushed your head down, your hands on his thighs, gripping them. He let out a long and loud moan as he came. You swallowed his nut and wiped the saliva that's been dripping off your mouth and chin. "Sorry, did I hurt you?" he asked, "No, even if you did I wouldn't have minded" you chuckled, straddling him again.

"Lay down for me, pretty" he muttered. You laid down on the couch as Connie slowly pulled your pants and underwear off your body, moving back up to undo your bra. He discarded the items and kissed a trail down your body, stopping just above your pussy. He grazed his teeth across the inner part of your thigh, his breath fanning over your pussy making you whimper and whine for more. He made his way back up to your lips, leaning down and kissing you hungrily, his hand caressing your skin and groping your tits, pinching your hard nipples.

You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you, wanting to be closer to him. Wanting some sort of friction or relief, you slightly lift your hips up, grinding against his cock and quietly moaning at the feelings. Connie grabbed your hips, keeping them on the couch, leaning close to you and whispering in your ear, his voice sultry and deep, "You gotta be patient..only good girls get to cum"

He bit your earlobe and trailed his lips down your neck, making his way down between your legs. He kissed your thighs and gently pushed them open. His index and middle fingers spreading your pussy lips, looking in awe at how she clenches around nothing, evidently wanting him to stop teasing. He lowered his head, and licked a stripe up your pussy, "Damn, you taste so fucking good" he used his tongue to flick your clit, causing your body to shudder.

Your placed a hand on top of his head, pushing his head down and his face closer to your pussy. Shoving two fingers inside of you, curling them and sucking on your clit. "Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my fingers." Your eyes shut tight, your thighs closed around Connie's head, The euphoric feeling washing over your body as you let out a loud moaned, "Fuck, Con!"

He watched in admiration, your face contorting in pleasure. He continued to pump his fingers and tongue in and out of your hole, helping you ride out your orgasm. "Turn around for me, ma"

You turned around on all fours, slightly arching your back. Connie grabbed your hips and without warning thrusted in you causing you to lurch forward. "Sorry baby, couldn't help myself"

The room was filled with slapping, the skin on skin contact filled the room. His balls slapping against your pussy, his pelvis meeting your ass and sometimes his hands. The room also smelled like sex, just hot and sweaty. He reached around, rubbing circles on your clit and thrusting at a faster pace, eager to make you cum for a second time. "H-harder...please..fuck me harder" you begged. back arching and head dropping.

"You're so fucking sexy when you beg, want you to cum over and over again til you can't take it anymore."

You nodded your head, at nothing in particular, just too caught up in your pleasure. Connie slid a hand to your throat, using it to pull you up and towards him, your hand gripping at his arm and your back on his chest. "Look at me, ma. Lemme see that pretty face."

You turned your head, meeting him for a kiss, as his pace grew more rough and faster. "Your sucking me in, fuck, literally sucking me in"

He kissed your neck as you began to feel that knot in your stomach forming, "Con, I'm so close" his fingers and hips never stopping, "Cum for me, baby"

Feeling your core tighten you shut your eyes closed tight, a wave of pleasure washing over you, the euphoric feeling encasing you. His kept his movements steady and gentle, feeling your body shake in his arms. "Did so good for me"

He kissed your forehead and slowly pulled out of you, laying you down on his couch and grabbing a blanket from a closet. "You tired? Or wanna go for another round?" he asked, "I'm tired, wanna lay with you."

He smiled and got on the couch, pulling you close to his chest, almost protective.

You woke up in the middle of the night, high worn off and eyes adjusting to the darkness of the house. You sat up and felt the cold air against your naked body, "What the fuck did I do?" you panicked, carefully getting up and off the couch not wanting to wake up the man sleeping peacefully next to you. You grabbed your clothes and put them on as fast as humanly possible and grabbed your phone and your shoes. You left the house, rushing to your own and panicking.

"What the fuck are we now? And what the fuck was I thinking?"

girl u are my dream come true 🤍 you write about all the characters i love, you are the best !!

This is just the beginning my love I have many things sitting in my draft waiting to be posted !

THH boys x fem!reader who’s the ultimate sukeban/delinquent but is actually super freaking nice? :D thank u sm! and if you don’t feel comfortable doing this request, it’s no problem ^^

Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc Boys x Ultimate Sukeban

Warnings: Chihiro Spoilers!

Notes: For those who don't know, a sukeban is a Japanese term meaning 'delinquent girl'. The usage of the word refers to either the leader of a girl gang or the entire gang itself, and is not used to refer to any one member of a girl gang. Also this posted while I was still working on it💔

Word Count: 1,108

☆Makoto Naegi was a bit scared seeing you. Your aura was intimidating and dark, your clothing was bold and different from what he's used to seeing around the school. But one day, he felt brave and confident, wanting to know who you really are and if you're the same person he's seen. What he didn't expect was for you to give him a sweet smile, a genuine one. It wasn't fake nor did it have any hint of malicious intent. He was shocked that you're actually really kind. And he was ready to see more of that.

☆Leon Kuwata was also very intimidated when he first saw you. He'd always avoid your path and you as a whole. He didn't want to he near you or your group, in fear of getting hurt. But when you asked him for the notes in your shared class, he was dumbfounded. Your voice wasn't anything like your aura or how you dressed and acted. It was sweeter, kinder, softer. Nothing he was expecting, but now he can't keep you out of his mind.

☆Hifumi Yamada always dreamed of meeting someone like you, or even being in the same vicinity as you. He's written and read about sukebans before, he always prayed to the gods to meet one and here you are. Now that you're in the same school as him and some classes, he doesn't know how to approach you. He knows sukebans are violent and mean girls, so how does he approach someone who's known for being violent and mean? By hyping yourself up and going straight to the point. He'd walk up to you and your group, introducing himself and talking about his Ultimate. What he didn't expect was for you to compliment him with a smile. He'd walk away, flustered, happy and nervous.

☆Mondo Owada takes immediate interest in you as soon as he heard about you. He knows there's a 50/50 chance that you're nice and he's willing to take that chance, especially since he is also that 50/50 chance. You just look so beautiful and strong, and the amount of confidence radiating off of you just tells him to talk to you. So he does and he's relieved that you're actually nice, and when he gets to know you he finds out that you guys have more in common than he thought. And with that he can't help but want to get to know you even more.

☆Kiyotaka Ishimaru keeps his distance from you. He can't risk being seen around you. It'll ruin his perfect reputation. At least that's what he thinks. He'd catch you in the halls during class time, and as a hall monitor he has no choice but to confront you on it. Thinking you'd give attitude or worse he prepares himself and strides up to you. He asks if you have anywhere to be and if you don't then you'd have to either go to your respective classroom or the office. His voice is loud and carries itself through the halls. You'd respond, voice opposite if his and of what he thought you'd sound like. Apologizing for the inconvenience you walk away and go to your class. Knowing how you sound and how nice you just were he can't help but want you to continue roaming the halls, just so he can talk to you, and just so he can hear your melodic voice.

☆Byakuya Togami doesn't talk to you at all. He doesn't want to be seen around you or people like you. He can't be seen around people who will ruin his reputation and who would ruin the Togami name. He avoids you but that is until you asked him about his Ultimate. You were curious as to what a Prodigy was and were dying to know. He knew you'd try talking to him, that you'd try to get his attention somehow. What he didn't know was why you sounded genuinely curious. Why your face showed genuine interest. It caught him off guard and he just didn't know why he wanted to hear you speak again. Something about your voice and sweet looking eyes drew him in. Did he appreciate his brain and heart going against him? No. But he was surprisingly thankful that you didn't stop bothering him. He liked your voice, soothing and calm, a complete contrast to your outfits and Ultimate.

☆Yasuhiro Hagakure definitely stays away from you. He already has problems with the Yakuza, he can't risk having problems with another gang. Especially the leader of one. Hearing about what happened between him and the Yakuza, you thought about helping him pay off his debt. Calling his name from the opposite side of the hall caused him to jump, it also caused other students to look and scatter, fearing of what you were about to do to the guy. He nervously asked what it is that you wanted. Expecting you to rob him or beat him, just for being in the same hallway as you. But when you pulled out a brown paper bag and handed it to him he was confused. You told him to open it and also told him to keep it, saying how you wanted to help him and that no one should be struggling to pay off the Yakuza by themselves. You walked away and he was left dumbfounded, but thankful for you, smiling to himself and also beating himself up for not thanking you right there.

☆Chihiro Fujisaki doesn't feel safe being around rough looking people, scared of getting bullied for being too weak or to girly looking for a guy. He was working on something, sitting on the ground and typing away on his computer when a guy came up and took it, teasing the smaller boy and calling him names. That's when you stepped in, grabbing the computer back and asking what the problem was, your group surrounding the space. The girls grabbed the guy and moved him to a different end of the hall, "talking" to him and leaving Chihiro with you, the leader. As thankful as he was he's still scared, wondering if you're gonna do something worse to him. You handed him his computer and asked if he was okay, also asking if he wanted to hang out at a Cafe and relax a little. He was still shocked from the events that happened but even more shocked to hear your voice, kind and calming. He accepted your offer and you smiled at him, a genuine smile, causing the boy's heart to skip beat. When you walked off he couldn't help but smile to himself.