Appetite

Cowboy Belphie Drabble <3

Thinking About….

Thinking about Cowboy!Belphegor and the way he lounges around letting his brothers do all the heavy lifting looking so pleased with himself even in his sleep. You can’t blame him though, you can’t do much of anything actually when his voice still raspy from sleep orders you to ride him till you're numb. Bouncing up and down on his cock like you’re getting paid for it all while he’s layin back with a smug ass grin, his eyes never leaving yours even as they cross from the pleasure leaving you just as tired as he is.

Could you do a bakugo fic where him and the reader get Into a fight?

Thanks for the ask! I don't like how this one ended but I still might do a part two.

It had started off small, a tiny argument because your husband had missed one of your important work events after promising that he’d be there this time. But Katsuki being Katsuki and you not backing down had blown it out of proportion.

“I forgot okay! My bad! I wasn’t there, I will be next time!! He yelled as you huffed “You’re never here! That’s the fucking point Katsuki!” you yelled back causing him to shut his mouth quickly and glare at you with narrowed eyes “You keep saying you’ll be there but you never are!” 

“I have a fucking city to save that’s why!!” he shouted trying to reason with you but to no avail as tears sprang to your eyes in frustration. He wasn’t getting it. The past few months had been like living with a stranger and you’d only been married a year and you were tired. “There are plenty of other heroes for the city! I only have one husband and sometimes it feels like I don’t even have that!! You yelled tears of frustration pricking your eyes as you willed him to understand but to no avail as he scoffed “don’t be so dramatic”.

“Dramatic? Really?? When was the last time you asked about my day?? When was the last time you said ‘I love you’?” you questioned as he paused counting the days in his head but to no luck as he shrugged reluctantly. He couldn’t remember. “Exactly.” With that, you grabbed your pillow and made your way out of the bedroom because it was late and if you didn’t lay down you were gonna break down right there on the floor. 

He fucked up. He knew that, he hadn’t realized it had been so long. Now he laid in a cold bed all alone and a pillow missing but that didn’t matter as he kept replaying your question in his head; when was the last time he had said he loved you?? But he couldn’t find and answer and the only answer there was would simply break his heart in two. You didn’t normally yell, not at him so how long had you been feeling this way? All these questions and no answers were driving him crazy as he thrashed around in the bed trying to get comfortable. 

You were gone by morning. Gone to stay at a friend's house according to the note you had left. He wasn’t sure why sleeping in the living room wasn’t adequate in putting space between the two of you but while he was sure you were still pissed he called anyway. You didn’t pick up the phone, no doubt still sleeping but it still stung although he knew you needed the rest for you had been worrying yourself sick over him for months now. 

You never did come back. And there never was a next time.

This is also posted on my Wattpad, I'm not sure how it got 48 reads on there but now it's here

"You really should stop  breaking your bones" Recovery girl scolded a broccoli haired boy as he rested on the clean white hospital bed. For the hundredth time this week.

"I know, I'm just trying to get stronger" he reasoned knowing good and well that he was lying. The truth was....

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He fell madly in love with the hospital bed. Yep. "Ok well, you should be good to go soon" the older lady gave him a gummy and a kiss on the head before going to tend to another student. He just sat there gently caressing the bed, while also wondering why people even bothered shipping him with his classmates when it was obvious he had feelings for the bed he spent so much of his time laying on.

' It doesn't wanna eat my katsudon, I can sleep on it, and I can find one in any hospital I've ever been to? It's perfect'  he sighed enjoying his time with the piece of furniture as the shippers, fanboys/girls, and his classmates sulked in a nearby for corner.

Simeon was a blanket thief.

It wasn’t his fault, no matter how many blankets the two of you had on your shared bed the poor angel was always cold. You just couldn’t believe it, you guys were literally in hell and though it wasn’t frozen over it sure felt like it especially during the nights. You weren’t doing much better, no matter how little of the blanket you tried to use, you had to admit it was freezing at night but that didn’t mean you left Simeon out to freeze like he keeps unconsciously doing to you.

You had gotten sick on multiple occasions and it had also caused multiple petty arguments that never led to anything. So here you were trying again, layering every blanket you could get your hands on onto the two of you as Simeon cuddled up to your side the same way he does every night as you looked at him sternly “If you steal the blankets, I’m going to put my cold feet on you.” this was the only warning you were going to give him as he rolled his blue eyes at you obviously not taking you seriously “I’m serious Simeon, it’s freaking cold in here” you said before settling in for the night.

The warning did nothing though as once again, you woke up cold once again with Simeon wrapped in a layered cocoon on the other side of the bed sleeping peacefully and probably warmer as well. So, you went through with your threat, finding a loosely unwrapped section of blanket right on his lower back. You moved the blankets and pressed your cold ass hands against the exposed skin causing your angel lover to let out a shocked gasp as he sat up letting the blankets fall off him “what was that for?” he asked, whining as you laughed and shrugged

“At least it wasn’t my feet?”

🎉Of course you guys had to physically drag Bakugou out

🎉Ya'll looked fine as hell though👀

🎉Did a bit of clubbing but not to much

🎉So much car karaoke, even Bakugou joined in though

🎉You guys had quite a few drinks but not enough to seriously impair your senses

🎉Danced all up on each other, it was kinda spicy ngl💃

🎉Even though it was Kirishima's car Bakugou insisted on driving

🎉He of course was the most sober of the group

🎉Even though y'all ignored it, people were definitely checking you guys out👁

🎉The group was very loud when doing the countdown

🎉They all crashed at your place afterwards

!TW! Mentions of alcohol and drinking! Viewer Discretion is Advised!

-The Affectionate Drunk-

Will literally cry if you don’t give him affection, like please give them a hug.

Tamaki Amajiki, Mina Ashido, Denki Kaminari, Keigo Takami

-The Secret Drunk-

Nobody even notices their drunk, like bro how.

Shoto Todoroki, Shota Aizawa, Fumikage Tokoyami, Kyoka Jiro

-The Reckless Drunk-

Please call them an Uber. They might want to drive a motorcycle through flaming hoops but don’t let them.

Touya Todoroki, Neito Monoma, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Toshinori Yagi

-The Blackout Drunk-

Won’t remember anything from the night before

Ejiro Kirishima, Tenya Iida, Nemuri Kayama, Tomura Shigaraki

-The Sloppy Drunk-

Will continue drinking knowing full well that they are drunk and then complain about the massive hang-over in the morning.

Ochaco Uraraka, Hanta Sero, Rumi Usagiyama, Jurota Shishida

–The Happy Drunk-

Very cheerful, like MLP Pinkie Pie possessed them using alcohol or something. Please don’t give them glitter.

Momo Yayoyorozu, Hizashi Yamada, Himiko Toga, Nejire Hado

-The Angry Drunk-

Get a warning sign or something cause this person is about to go off on the slightest thing that’s not their S/O.

Izuku Midoriya, Jin Bubaigawara, Enji Todoroki, Mei Hatsume

-The Sad Drunk-

Will spend the entire night belting out the saddest song lyrics in existence. Please hug them.

Bakugou Katsuki, Hitoshi Shinsou, Toru Hagakure, Yu Takeyama

Asmo Smut Drabble

Thinking About…

…Thinking about the way Asmo just loves to worship and be worshiped, especially in the bedroom. But when he finds you staring at yourself in the mirror with something akin to disappointment he couldn’t help but fuck you in front of that very same mirror and every mirror he could find in his room forcing you to watch as he made a mess of you. Even as your mind went numb from the avatar of lust playing you like a well tuned instrument until you made a mess of his sheets he wouldn’t stop until you were overstimulated and still crying out for more.

Update!

I'm not sure if anybody still uses Wattpad but if you're interested in:

Mafia romances, Why Choose stories, and second chance romances

I've started a second blog to promote and post sneak peeks of my books so if you're interested please check it out @foxy-writes I already have one book completed and it's sequel underway.

Thinking about…

Thinking about your first time using a flogger on Barbatos. The wooden handle heavy in your hand but also empowering in a way. Being about to whip and caress a demon as powerful as Barbatos, to see this side of him was addicting. The marks left by the leather if even for a moment sending adrenaline through your veins, and the sounds he makes as the leather makes contact with his skin were heavenly even coming from a demon. Low grunts and groans that sent heat rushing through your body as even what little you were wearing became too much to handle.