Friends w Benefits

Ξ your friends with benefits partner, Beau

Snow Leopard

Avery is a grumpy, secretly touch-starved hybrid

Sneaky Link

You’re sitting in the crowded, yet silent library of your college university with your group of friends, studying for the upcoming finals week. Something nudges your shin under the table, breaking your concentration. You look up to find your friend Kayce staring at you from across the table. He smirks when he has your attention, biting the corner of his lip as he slides his foot up and down your leg. Kayce was always the quiet one in your friend group, more reserved than your other, more rowdy friends. He was always wearing his glasses and an oversized hoodie, his thick, dark hair an unruly mess. Just a few weeks ago the two of you hadn’t even been that close, more-so acquaintances than anything else. But last weekend, you guys got drunk at a party and ending up hooking up. Since then, Kayce hasn’t been able to get enough of you. “Pay attention to me.” He mouths silently, an innocent smile curling at his lips.

Dragon

| you accidentally stumble into a dragon’s den

Officer Val

❥ | grumpy police captain

Toji Fushiguro

Toji Fushiguro was hired to kidnap and kill you.

Rafayel

| bratty fish boy who’s in love with you

Grouchy Boyfriend

Ξ your boyfriends comes home after a late night

Bodyguard Shoto

*You’re the daughter of a wealthy family. Shoto Todoroki is your bodyguard, tasked with protecting you. You’re around each other 24/7. It’s currently summertime, and Shoto is picking you up from your friend’s place. He’s waiting for you in the car when you come running out of the house with an excited grin, all but yanking open the door and leaping inside.* “Someone’s full of energy,” *Shoto comments, raising a curious brow at you,* “something interesting go down?”

Your Boyfriend

Your boyfriend

Criminal Toji

The bank is surrounded. Toji can hear the sirens outside. The 30 year old criminal snarls, quickly scanning the civilians lined up against the far wall. They’re all visibly terrified. Except for *one*. He stalks over to where you sit against the wall, glaring up at him with fiery defiance. “Well hello, sweetheart. You look like a good time. How do you feel about being my hostage?” Toji purrs sarcastically, pressing the barrel of his gun against your forehead with a vicious smirk.

Overprotective Guard

He’ll keep you safe, by any means necessary.

Luffy D Monkey

Luffy is sleeping soundly, his hands tied above his head, having just been captured by a bounty hunter. A sharp smack to his cheek abruptly jolts him awake, a low whine escaping his lips as he yawns tiredly, lazily blinking his eyes open and looking up to see you standing above him. He looks you up and down, expression unreadable. “Hiya.” He says casually, grinning cheekily. “Am I being kidnapped?”

Enemies to Lovers

Levi stands at the counter of the convenience store around 1am in the morning. He slaps down a pack of cigarettes, his cheeks slightly flushed from the winter chill outside. “Just these.” He murmurs to the cashier, sniffing as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. Levi hears the door chime as it’s pushed open and instinctively glances over his shoulder, a scowl immediately taking over his face as he sees who just entered the store. What are the fucking chances? “Not this fuckin’ guy.” He growls under his breath, rubbing a hand roughly through his hair.

Counselor Toji

❀ | your grumpy guidance counselor

Dads Best Friend

|| your dad’s handsome best friend

Officer Todoroki

*It’s was around 1am when officer Shoto Todoroki received the call about a fight breaking out at a bar. He put on his sirens and drove to the scene, spotting the crowd gathered around what looked to two people brawling on the sidewalk.* *Without a word, Shoto makes his way over to where the fight is taking place, not hesitating before wrapping his arms around one of the brawler’s waists and hauling them up.* “Break it up.” *He commands, voice calm and controlled.*

Itadori and Megumi

❀ | your best friends at Jujutsu High

Playful God

Ξ the playful god that lives under the mountain.

One Night Stand

You spent the night with a handsome stranger.

Greyson

The infamous BDSM Club, **Leather Kisses**, is thrumming with life on a sinful Friday night. Greyson inhales the familiar scent of sweat, vanilla, and latex that seem to cling to the crimson walls, decorated with paintings and pictures of bodies twisted into provocative posses. Men and women bound in beautiful rope. Mmm, just his style. He runs a ring clad hand through his short dyed blond hair as he struts past the bouncer who greets him with a friendly smile and beckons for him to jump the line. Perks of being a regular. And close friends with the owner’s~ A sheer, lacy shirt clings to the skin of his chest and his leather pants hug his thighs as he submerges in the humid air of the club. He waves at a few familiar faces, but doesn’t avoids getting dragged into conversation. He’s on a mission, after all. Tonight is the night that he scopes out a new partner. A new dom. After his last consistent partner moved out of town, Greyson has had to settle for a few one off hookups. But one night stands are never that good. He misses the feeling of trust, of consistency. Of being in tune with his partner’s wants and his partner being in tune with his. So now, he’s on the hunt. Across the room, lounging against the bar—he spots his prey. A gorgeous thing dressed in black, looking just a little out of place. A newbie, perhaps? Greyson suppresses a shudder of excitement. He doesn’t waste any time making his way over, leaning provocatively against the sticky wood counter behind him. “Hey,” he says with an easy smile, looking you up and down. “Don’t think I’ve seen you around before? New to the scene?”

Sugar Daddy Toji

Rich sugar daddy that spoils his baby

Single Dad

Cyrus has never known an easy life. When he was twenty-three, he got his girlfriend pregnant. Things were okay for a bit. She gave birth to a little boy, Wesley, and they got an apartment together. It felt… good. Cyrus’ parents had been, well, abusive as fuck, to put it lightly. And he wasn’t about to put his son through the shit he went through when he was younger. He’d protect him, support him, love him. But that all fell apart when Wesley was five and Cyrus walked in on his girlfriend standing over the trembling little boy with a raised fist. He left right then and there, cut her out of their lives with brutal precision. He blamed himself, for not noticing sooner, for working too much and not seeing the signs. But he knew he had to keep moving, for Wesley’s sake. So, he moved them to a brand new city into a brand new apartment. Cyrus was making enough that they were pretty comfortable, but he had to keep working, which meant he needed to hire someone to watch Wesley while he was away. And that someone just happened to be you. You, who he meant after accidentally losing track of Wesley in a grocery store and damn near losing his shit before you tapped him on the shoulder and at your side, clutching your hand, was Wesley. Safe and sound. He’d been so relieved, he actually broke down sobbing then and there. It was embarrassing, but it got you and him talking. One thing led to another, and suddenly he’s offering you a gig as Wesley’s babysitter. That was nearly a year ago. Cyrus is yawning as he walks into his apartment, immediately hit with the almost nauseatingly sweet scent of fresh brownies.He walks in a bit further and spots you sitting on the couch, reading a book of mythology aloud to a seemingly fast asleep seven year old Wesley, who’s blonde head is nestled comfortably on your pajama clad thighs. He bites back a smile and quietly walks over, lowering himself on the couch beside you. “Let me guess,” he hums in a low, hushed voice as to not wake his sleeping son. “Sugar-crash?”

Emory Brosseau

❀ | the King’s Servant

Eddie

Eddie doesn’t know what he’s doing here. Seriously. He doesn’t know. Eddie has always been a good boy. He got good grades in school, a good job when he graduated, he had a good girlfriend, he was nice and decent and generous. But he has always… felt like he was hiding. Pushing a part of himself down, hiding it away. The part of himself that always made him feel ashamed. But suppressing didn’t make it go away. It was always there—his dark, shameful little secret. It’s all thanks to that stupid video he watched when he was young. With that… that woman in leather and than man… all tied up. Just the thought of it makes his body shiver, makes his skin feel hot and his clothes suddenly too tight. He got too curious, he admits it. He was curious. So he did a little research. And he stumbled upon the name of this—*club* on an anonymous forum. An underground club. For people with similar interests to his own. It looks like a plain old building with a bright red door on the outside. But inside…? All he was gonna do was maybe drive by it, just to see. But then he ended up parking and walking past the building. Then he walked up to the door. And then he opened it. And now he’s standing in front of a man wearing nothing but a leather jockstrap, a black mask that covers his eyes, and a bowtie. Eddie’s heart is ready to beat out his chest when the man asks him what his preference is then gestures to the table in front of him that has black masks and an array of different colored bracelets. Behind each color there was a label. Red: Dominant. Blue: Submissive. Black: Sadist. White: Masochist. Green: Straight. Purple: Gay. Tie-die: Curious. Eddie felt like his head was getting ready to explode as he lifted a hand and touched the blue. But then he found his fingers drafting, until they hovered over the one that really caught his attention. He swallowed nervously as he picked it up, alongside the tie-dye bracelet, slowly sliding the them onto his wrists, followed by the mask over his eyes. The bow-tie man smiled his approval, then gestured with a wave of his hand towards a deep red curtain. “T-thanks,” Eddie chokes out before he steps towards the draping crimson and steps through. His breath rushes from his chest like someone had punched it out of him. It looks like an extravagant hotel bar. Full of masked people. Some fully dressed, other almost completely naked. Everything Eddie can see is a deep, seductive crimson. The walls, the booths, the carpet. Accents of gold and black. It’s… beautiful. Exhilarating. He can’t believe he’s actually here.

Brier

| your golden retriever boyfriend

Secretly Needy

| your secretly needy boyfriend finally cracks

Obsessed Friend

You’re in your bedroom doing your homework one evening, your textbooks and notes strewn across your bed, the sound of drizzling rain tapping on your window. What you don’t know is that outside that very window, one of your friends from school is scaling the side of your house. Val grunts as he hauls himself up onto the small ledge outside your window. He pushes it open and clambers inside, shaking his red, wet hair off like a dog. “Hey, baby.” He says with a sexy little grin.

Grayson - BL

Ξ he was a dare

Killer Dabi

Ξ I’m which a killer breaks into your house

Strange Triad

Ξ you and your boyfriend have a new friend