TW// a bit of dacryphilia, master/servant vibes, humiliation and degradation
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
→ Azul Ashengrotto
He meets you at the entrance ceremony and sees you’re slightly anxious for the results, but he mostly pays no mind. But when he sees that somehow, you’ve placed in Octaniville, he gets enthused. People see that you’ve caused this octopus boy’s attention to overlook everything else, and instead, hunt you over. With the help of his two eel companions, Floyd and Jade, he’ll hunt you down, just so he can get to know you better. He saw that you were easygoing, and that you were just a bit naive, kind of like a kitten wandering around a parking lot in search of a warm bed and a good meal. He saw that you were a people pleaser, and Floyd started giving him ideas on the future, with his mind being the way it is. The ideas on corruption started to flow in his mind, Suggestibility, perhaps? He let his mind dance briefly, but not enough for it to get distracted, oh no. He offers you a place at the Mostro Lounge. Are you in need of a job there in this new world? Of course, you’ll take it happily won’t you? But don’t worry. This won’t be the end of your relations with Azul, no no.
His mind will curve around the fact that you’re particularly smart, and that your grades seem to be important to you, which adds more fantasies within his fishy friend’s head.How you treat customers, your innocent sweet smile, the way your ass jiggles in your light fitting pants… ah did we mention that Jade gave you pants that were a size too small? Yeah, for the sake of Azul trying to examine your behavior with other people, you grew increasingly anxious when you felt your pants tightening with each step, how your breath started to wander off on its own path… oh, but let’s not get too hasty now. He has work to do.
Oh, how he’ll play you into his palm moments later however. Much like a kitten, your submissive nature may get the best of you when he pulls a contact from his lovely hands, golden paper aligned with a signature line adorning the bottom of the cursive typed wording, neatly spaced and ready for any innocent reader to take a nose dive. Of course, when you read it you sign it right? As a people pleaser, you’re so agreeable. Such an agreeable little darling you can be for this octopus.~ But what does this contract entail? Do we have a deal?
Well, it’s you of course! In exchange for fufilling all of Your desires he gets you in exchange… you body at least. As a chubby man himself, he sees your stretch marks and your beautiful chub, and he finds enlightenment to see that he can have someone to relate to. Albeit he’s a little ashamed in his body, he can find pleasure in the fact that you don’t mind.
Such a cutie patootie you are to him, obeying every command like a dog, listening to his every word, it’s almost like you were made to be put on a leash for his amusement. He’ll give you complicated things to do— such as dusting up in high places where you have to force your body to stretch up real high, or clean down below tables, where you have to find ways to contort your body so that you’ll fit. He watches you do this with a twisted grin, as he gets to revel in the fact that you’re trying for him.
Some octopi can be quite aggressive. Especially however in the presence of a mate. So when Floyd comes for grabs, Azul, quite darkly, shoos him away from his prey. Buying you lavish things as possession gifts, watching you wear them as you game with your friends. They see you wearing that necklace he got for you the other day, or the ring he found just out of nowhere— damn near strapped to your finger like a keepsake. He finds it erotic that other people get to see these gifts without any real or clear intention as to what they mean.
And when he ties you up so intricately, he’s always been a fan of shibari, the Japanese rope tie style, so intricate and so artistic, like a piece of artwork for his crustacean eyes. He’s so fascinated by your doe eyes, the way they revel in the false light of hope. Your reddening cheeks, puffy and akin to his own, filling with blood at his feather light glove clad touches on your skin. How quaint.~
The Leech twins can only scoff and laugh at the mess that Azul has made you— from a commoner to his queen, wrapped in a contract. Be sweet to him, and he will show you his mercy, as a gentleman should. But when he doesn’t, oh dear do things get wild. He’ll start by verbally degrading you as he enters the room, clapping his hands slowly, as if honoring your subtle form in his shadow. He walks over, slowly, like a snake in the woods monitoring its prey, and he pulls you closer. Pulls you by the chain wrapped on your neck. The beautiful sapphire gems engraved in what would’ve been soft black leather, with his initials and yours, carved into a single silver heart with a cute bell in the front that would ring when you got excited. Would command you to kneel before him and service him, much like a good girl should. Being keen on the fact that you would be doing everything, his hands would be instructing yours, as though silently telling you to unbutton, pull down, pull out, caress, stroke, suck….
Will you be a good girl and get back on the bed for him? Like good prey that he won’t have to hunt down? Will you be good and spread your legs for him? Giving him a feast for his eyes to drool upon, as your cunt swells and dumbly drools at the sight of his hunger laden eyes. At times like this, he’s all but gentle as he shows you who’s boss here, the dominant one in this contract, all the while keeping a confident smile on his face knowing he has all the power, all the control, all the energy in the world knowing he has everything laid out before him, just for him to take and crush. To pound. To make that someone cry and whine and moan like a small cat, clawing away at him for mercy. It’s not gonna work my dear. With all this power he has, he’ll go crazy.
After Sol was rescued from Valentino, she found out that Striker had been shot in the ordeal. Being the stubborn imp that he is, he brushes her off, telling her he needs to get her somewhere safe, otherwise more demons are gonna try and take her away and do Satan knows what to her.
Once they get to a motel, she persists she get the bullet out, afraid that he might get infected from the bullet.
Knowing she was gonna pester him about it, he finally agreed to let her get the bullet out. Even though Sol’s an angel, the process was still gonna hurt like Hell.
⤷Bakugou he likes it when you sit on the nearest surface with your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you. one of his hands on the side of your face/neck so he can hold you in place while kissing you like it’s the first and last time; your forgotten spotify playlist playing in the background. his body is so big and hot against you as his strong arm wraps around you and closes all the little distance between you; he loves to suck and bite your bottom lip when you least expect it, and if you make the slightest moan, he’ll laugh and call you needy. he also likes to pull away a little too often just so you can chase his lips; he loves to see that you need and want him just the same way he needs and wants you. he teasingly asks if you want to move into the bedroom and, before you can even answer, he picks you up and carries you there, leaving teasing kisses every now and then on your lips.
⤷Deku there is a smooth pattern of raindrops on the window; the netflix movie you’re trying to get him to watch with you is now neglected as it only serves as background noise for the sounds of your lips moving in unison and he just sighs in contentment because even though he doesn’t say it, he loves it when your lip gloss is smudged all over his lips; it tastes like you. his hands sliding lightly down your back as he leans you down to lie on the sofa; he settles between your legs and holds your thigh tightly with one hand as you wrap your legs around his waist; he can’t help but moan against your mouth as he rolls his hips against yours.
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pulls and plays with your belt/ waistband when you kiss. he will do this in the most unsuspecting moments, and you’re still not used to it even after countless times. you’d be mindlessly walking somewhere, and he’d pull you by your waistband to kiss you. im actually blushing bye. he’d play around with it too, dragging his fingers around it and tugging it lightly. he laughs out loud. and im talking about both throaty, deep rumble, echoing laugh and also ugly cackling. but you know what? he still looks freakin fine doing either. it just catches you off guard sometimes because the way he throws his head back, or the way he clutches at a surface when he’s wheezing, the veins popping.. wears sweatpants LOW low around the house.. and top that off with his chb necklace dangling around, do i even need to elaborate? speaking of skin, the way his shirt rides up when he stretches, you’re peeking at his toned abdomen like sir?
ʚ JASON GRACE ɞ
rolling up his sleeves. this man just has to have some BEEFY arms. like everyone who does hand to hand combat or specializes in weaponry probably does and you’d never miss the chance to ogle at them. it could be if he had to have his arms involved in doing something and he doesn’t want to have his clothes dirty. you know how someone would come from behind and explain something you don’t understand? he does that. on purpose? or absent-mindedly? we will never know. if you’re looking over battle plans or documents and stuck on a certain thing he’d lean onto you from behind, his face so close to yours that if you turn your head you’d be inches away from kissing face planting on him. just speaking beside your ears giving you shivers.
Deidara: You almost ready, Tobi? I’m about done packing your lunch, hm.
Tobi: Senpai … why do you always pack food for Tobi? Tobi can do that by himself!
Deidara: Because the last time I let you pack your own food, your blood sugar levels got so high we had to take you to the hospital!
Tobi: … Tobi just packed a few cookies …
Deidara: A few dozen, hm, along with an entire case of soda, several candy bars, and enough cake to start a damn bakery. I don’t know how you tolerate so much sweetness.
Tobi: *walks up close to Deidara and slowly traces his fingers across his lips*
Tobi, in Obito voice: Pack me a piece of that pie there and I’ll give YOU something sweet to taste later, Senpai ~
Deidara:
Deidara: *packs entire pie into Tobi’s lunchbag*
**later**
Tobi: So what do you think, Senpai? How’s it taste?
Deidara, sullenly eating an ice cream cone: Like disappointment, hm.
