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Hawk X Reader

Warning: Fighting and mentions of wounds

Distant

Recently Hawk had been very distant with you, and by distant I mean dissing your calls, avoiding you in the hallways, swerving your little talks, literally anything.

You were honestly tired of his complications, you've known Eli since he was little yes. Your relationship goes that far back. Every night you would have sleep overs and Eli would always complain about his features, well mostly his lip.

You always gave him confidence and boosted his self of steam, so of course it's not that you didn't want him to be confident but you more so wanted him to be confident but still be that sometimes shy and sweet Eli.

The first few days were fine as Hawk, but then over the weeks he started changing progressively, and not into someone positive. But someone who now bully's innocent kids and even his own best friend for goodness sakes.

I mean as his girlfriend you were seriously worried that he would hurt someone and cause them more pain than he was caused, but physically.

To top it all off Hawk wasn't just distant, but more angry than he usually was. He was yelling at teacher more often, getting into fights more often, and even ignoring his mother. You knew because she would call you asking if he was okay and with you.

You would lie for him.

I said it, you would lie for him to keep the idiotic boy you love out of trouble with his mom. I mean you would have never expected to lie to your boyfriends mom about him but you would do literally anything to keep him from getting in trouble.

Sometimes you thought that Eli wanted to get in trouble, I mean just by his actions now he got a type of adrenaline from it.

You figured that you would finally stand up and demand for hawk to speak with you, this time you definitely were not going easy on him.... only in a different way than normal but it works to.

So that’s what you were going to do, first you called Hawk just to see if he would answer..... He didn’t. Lastly you just decided to go to the only you place you thought he would be.

The dojo.

Deciding to take your car, just in case, you grab your car keys and rush into your car. Now worried that Hawk may actually be in some real trouble.

The drive was antsy, yeah it was more so worried because Hawk can sometimes be incurred to do worser things that could hurt the people you both love.

Including yourself.

Anyways you pull up to the dojo, Johnny wasn’t there but the door was definitely not locked. Creeping up to the door looking from side to side to see if you could see anything.

Finally deciding to open the door that’s what you do, the bell ringing at the same time. It was silent, the only thing that could be heard were some grunts of pain coming from the back room.

Listening more closely you recognized those groans anywhere and they were coming from Hawk.

You rush/tip-toe to the back and push the door open fully, seeing as it was already kind of cracked. You see Hawk with no shirt and wounds all over his body, supply’s spread all out as he continues to try and help his wounds.

"Eli..?" You say in disbelief causing his head to snap into your direction, he had a busted lip and a black eye forming.

"What are you doing here?" He asks sternly.

"I was looking for you, now shut up and let me help you before I give you another bruise to add" You order, obviously you wouldn’t give him another bruise but he didn’t need to know that.

Hawk shuts up after that comment, letting you kneel down in front of him and organizing the supplies so you knew what to use.

Picking up some peroxide you dab it on a cotton pad and start working on some of the open wounds first, causing Eli to flinch and hiss at the burning contact.

Eli rests on his elbows, looking down at you as you hover over his under-body and dab more open wounds to stop infection and the bleeding.

Grabbing a patch bandaid you rip it from its patching and place some anti biotic on it before gently pressing it against his skin, very focused so you wouldn’t cause him to much more pain.

"Why are you doing this for me?" Hawk asks softly, guilt dripping behind his voice.

You sigh, looking up at him for a minute before adding anti biotic on his closed wounds to heal them faster. "Because, I still care about you" You force out.

There’s a couple more minutes of silence before Eli speaks back up "Y/n I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately... I was just... i can’t even tell you because I don’t know myself" He admits, looking down.

You stay silent for a minute before finishing up dabbing his wounds on his stomach and grabbing a fresh cotton pad applying more product on it before siting yourself up higher so you could do his face.

He was still looking down, ashamed of himself before you grabbed his chin and lightly lifted his face up, his eyes staring into yours as you gently start pressing the cotton pad against his open-busted lip.

Following with a scratch that he had on his right cheek under his eyes causing him to flinch at that. You don’t say anything but you knew he meant what he said so you pressed your lips against his in a loving, blissful kiss.

Being careful because of his lip but still firmly pressing your lips against his, his lips were always so soft even with a busted lip. You knew because he would have busted lips when fighting for the karate championships.

You pull away gently "You’re forgiven but only because I haven’t tasted you in so long" You playfully wink causing Eli’s cheeks to heat up.

You sigh before putting all the supplies back into the box before standing up, "Alright, we’re good to go but could you at least tell me how you ended up like this?" You use hand gestures on his form.

He sighs before sitting up straight, wincing slightly as he does so. "Me and some of the cobra kai's got into with some of those Miyagi do's" He sighs truthfully.

You smile relieved that he told you the truth "alright come on we need to get some ice on that eye" You clap your hands together.

Hawk nods before slipping a shirt on and grabbing his gym bag before limping for the door, you both head to your car and get in "have you ate anything?" You question, while cranking the car up.

"No not yet" He answers honestly.

"Okay then we’re going to get some food and an ice pack" You state before driving off to both of your favorite place.

Going through the drive through window, you order your favorite with a side of nachos, while hawk orders nachos and a pizza.

After they give you your food you asked for a ice pack, which thankfully they had once so you gave it to Eli. “Here you are babe" You reply handing him the pack before driving off to your house.

Once you arrive at your house which only took a few minutes you grab the food while Eli helped and opened the door for you letting you in.

After getting settled in you carry the food to your room, Eli following behind before placing the bags on each side of your bedside, the right side for you and the left side for Hawk.

You turn on Doctor Who and plop on your bed with your food as does Eli. You kiss his cheek lovingly before resting your head on his shoulder "I’m just glad your safe baby" You mumble.

"Thank you for helping me princess" Hawk says bashfully as he lifts up your head and presses his lips against your plump ones.

"I will always help you Eli"

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Just Because (Bakugou x Reader)

Tags: 18+, dub-con/non-con (but it’s got a lighthearted(ISH) ending), overstim, degradation, mind break (kind of??? i guess?? not really), unspecified gender but reader has a puthy

Summary: Reader is a villain and annoyed that Dynamight won’t get off their ass when they do crime. So they capture him and decide to fuck about it. This started as me just wanting to lewd Bakugou in a discord server, but as per usual, i got carried away.

enjoy. or don’t. your choice ig lol. also not beta’d so sorry the capitalization is stupid.

when you perch your self on top of Dynamight’s lap, he’s confused at first. when you slide so close you’re sitting on his crotch, he starts to get the picture. he wants to ask you what the fuck you’re doing but he’s suddenly tongue tied. he’s confused about what you’re doing as he tries to wriggle away, but you don’t let him up. you have him on a bed somewhere, with his legs bound and his wrists trapped in quirk canceling handcuffs.

you start to grind on his cock, moaning quietly in his ear. he vaguely knows you, and you’re making him so hard, harder than he swears he’s ever been in his life. he vaguely knows you, and you’re making him so hard, harder than he swears he’s ever been in his life. he’s so embarrassed you have this effect on him. he’s Dynamight! a big time hero! he should have control over this situation, and someone like you with your soft lips and even softer thighs and perfect little ass that rubs up against him in the best way possible...you shouldn’t be the one that’s able to make him lose his iron like grip on his self control.

when you shove your tongue down his throat, it shouldn’t feel this good. he shouldn’t be moaning like a goddamn girl. he shouldn’t feel so good that part of his mind goes blank when you touch and kiss him. he shouldn’t get so flustered and his face shouldn’t be turning cherry red just because of some fucking extra. he shivers, and tries to fight the urge to tilt his head back as your hands move from his chest down lower and lower...

when you finally touch him through his pants, he bites his lip, hard. it’s just your hand, but it feels amazing. you aren’t even directly touching him, and he feels like some kind of pathetic teenager. he starts hoping you don’t notice how his hips are slowly rolling towards your touch.

“H-Hey! Stop—I said stop it!” he cries out, as your mouth moves from his lips to his neck where you kiss and suck and bite.

“I’m gonna have so much fun breaking you like this,” you whisper in his ear. “You’re not—you can’t...be thinking you’re gonna—“ you cut him off. “I’m gonna fuck you. Hard. And you’re gonna beg me to let you cum. I’ve wanted you inside me for so long, and I’m finally gonna make it happen. You’re not gonna stop me—you can’t. I’m gonna make you cum over and over again, no matter how much you beg me to stop.” his eyes widen a bit in surprise. “Y-You what? Why? Fucking cut it out! Let me go, you fucking freak!” he feels trapped, panicked. still, he’s not scared of you. he’s scared of the effect you have on him.

he’s kissed before. had sex, even (not often, but he’d die before he ever admitted that out loud), so why does it feel like he’s on fire right now? why does his body want this so badly when he doesnt? you pull his shirt over his head and bunch it up by his hands, which are restrained with the cuffs. then you slide your hand down his pants as your mouth moves to his nipples.

“Fuck, n-not there...” his nipples were sensitive and you sucking and teasing and biting at them makes him feel like he’s going to lose his goddamn mind. you aren’t even jerking him off, just groping his dick while you toy with his chest. he’s trying (and failing) to steady his voice while he yells at you. “S-Stop fucking...touching me already!” his voice is loud but it trembles when it escapes him. the way he lies beneath you, eyes clenched shut, his face hot and red, panting and trying to turn his face away from you as if the sight of you is too much for him...it’s too fucking hot. the way quiet moans slip out between words and the way he’s biting his lip to keep himself quiet...it’s all too irresistible. you need to have him, now. you slide his pants down and position yourself over his dick. “Don’t fucking—“ you cut him off with a harsh slap to the face, then grab him by his chin. “Shut. Up.” you momentarily stun him into silence as his eyes meet yours.

you hold his cock steady as you slide down on him and his eyes roll to the back of his head as a loud, desperate moan leaves him. “F-Fuck, wait! I can’t—!“ he cums. Dynamight, the pro hero, cums the second he bottoms out for the first time like a goddamn virgin. he gasps as his orgasm rushes out of him, surprising you both. he gets even redder still, something you didn’t think was possible. he keeps his eyes shut, brows furrowed as he tries to catch his breath. you laugh. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Big bad Bakugou’s so pathetic that my pussy makes him cum in under 30 seconds? Not so scary now, are you? Where’d all that attitude go? Come on, let’s see it!”

he still doesn’t open his eyes. he’s made of tougher stuff than this. he shouldn’t be brought to his knees by some extra’s fucking pussy. even with the way you slammed down on him out of nowhere. you’re just so tight and hot and soft and feel so fucking perfect...

his eyes shoot open in desperation when you start moving. “W-Wait! I can’t! I-I really can’t! Do-Don’t fucking—nnhg...fuckfuckfuck, stop fucking moving!” you wrap your hand around his throat and apply pressure. he’s grimacing now, all angry and squirmy, trying to free himself from you. you look him directly in the eyes as you choke him.“I told you. You’re not gonna stop me. I decide when it’s over. I’ve just gotten started. I’m gonna make you cum over and over and over again. And you’re gonna lie there and let me. You don’t have a choice. Got it?” you start gyrating your hips, fucking him in earnest. you keep your hand on his throat, letting him breathe but reminding him who’s in control.

he clenches his hands into fists, legs and body shaking as you take what you want from him. he bites his lips so hard to keep himself quiet that he draws blood. you kiss him and clean it up with your tongue as you run it over his lips. his cock feels like it was made for you, long and curved and thick. he still won’t look at you as you keep fucking him, getting close to your first orgasm. “I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum!” instinctively, katsuki opens his eyes and looks at you. you sitting atop him, back arched, breasts pushed forwards, thighs shaking, head thrown back with bliss written across your face...

“AAAAH FUCK!” katsuki cums again. it hurts but it feels so good. despite the fact that he hates this, he can’t deny how fucking hot you look, perched on top of him, cumming all over his cock. “You-You got what you wanted...right? so get-get the fuck off of-mmmh-off of me.”

you open your eyes. katsuki sees how hazy they look as you regain the ability to form words again. “N-No. Not done yet. Wanna come more.” Your airy, lighthearted chuckle confirms what katsuki had suspected. you’re fucked out but still drunk with lust. your first orgasm made you only want more. you started moving your hips again.

“F-Fucking shit...fuck...”at some point, bakugou couldn’t think anymore. he didn’t know up from down. the only thing that mattered was you, your fucking pussy, and how much your torture hurt in the best way possible. he stopped begging you to stop and started babbling about how good it felt, and how perfect you are. “God, FUCK you feel so fucking good, fuck, don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop. Please. Just keep fucking me, pleasegodpleasepleasepleaseyesyesyes—FUCK! Fuck, it feels so good. Love it, I fucking love it, FUCK! I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t fucking stop, please! FUCK, I can’t stop cumming, I can’t! I fucking love you, fucking love your pussy, fucking love, FUCKING YOU!”

when your hips gave out and you slumped over his chest, bakugou slid his cuffed hands behind you and flipped you both over. “Don’t fucking stop, pleasepleaseplease—“ you were in the same state as he was. you positioned his cock to your hole as he forced it inside you. your legs shook as he started thrusting in you, short sharp movements like a fucking dog. he was so desperate he was humping you like a fucking dog, and you loved it. “please bakugou, dynamight, katsuki, please fuck me more. i want it so bad, please! fuck, it still feels so fucking good, you and your perfect fucking cock, fucking me up over and over and over again—“

when you finally decided to stop you had both made yourself cum so many times you lost count. bakugou’s cock hurt. he’d cum so much he’d started having dry orgasms. and you were a mess. your pussy was sore. you’d squirted and dripped all over his cock so much there was a puddle underneath you both. you tried to stand but your legs kept shaking. the cuffs around bakugou’s wrists made a beeping sound and then opened, but neither of you registered it.

by the time both of you had regained some sense, you had sat up, and reached into a bedside table near the mattress in the abandoned warehouse you had him in. you shakily handed him a bottle of water as you grabbed one for yourself and did the same with some vending machine peanut butter crackers or some shit. You didn’t look that closely when you bought them. “Here. This is all I got right now. Take it.” without thinking, bakugou reached out to take them, then froze as he looked at his unrestrained hand dumbly. “How...?” “S’ on a timer. Wasn’t gonna kidnap you forever.” he blinked, then took your offering. you both sat in silence as you ate. you pulled out a large sharp knife from the same drawer and katsuki immediately tensed, worried you were going to attack him. “Hey. Here.” you handed him the knife. he stared at it, then you, then stared back at the knife. “It’s to free your legs, stupid.” he stared at you. “What? I’m a villain, but I’m not a monster, Katsuki. Not my fault you’re so fuckin irresistible.”

“You...You’re not gonna kill me?” “Nah. Just wanted to fuck ya. And it was totally worth it. you can arrest me now or whatever. Oh, and there’s some clothes for you in this drawer too, and some baby wipes. No shower though.” you sniff your armpit. “Eugh. Didn’t think to bring deodorant.” katsuki looks to you, and blinks at you owlishly. he finally speaks. “W-What the fuck was that? Why—How—“

“Reasons.” you say, and leave it at that.

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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader

Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care.

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 1,623

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Amajiki Tamaki x F!Reader [ALTHOUGH MADE WITH A FEMALE READER IN MIND, THIS POST DOES NOT CONTAIN ANY GENDER SPECIFIC QUALITIES REGUARDING READER]

Description: Every once in a while Tamaki got into these sort of...moods. He’d wake up slightly agitated, hungry, needy, and worst of all incredibly horny. However, as his girlfriend your always ready and willing to tend to his needs. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Edging, Begging, Teasing, Handjob, (slight) Oral (m. receiving), Established Realationship

Word Count: 838 Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything,  Tag List

“Y-Y/N! Y/N please, please!”

 You could only laugh at the sight before you, your boyfriend's hands tied up to the headboard, tears welling in the corner of his eyes, hips squirming as he tried to chase the pleasure your hand gave him, it was all too much. 

"What is it Tama? 'M just helping you out," you teased, giving the head of his achy cock a squeeze which had his hips stuttering. You had been edging Tamaki for close to an hour now turning him into a mess before your eyes, when he called you practically begging for you to come to help him cum you just couldn't resist. After all, a desperate Tamaki meant it was your chance to cease control.

 You would stroke his poor leaking dick until his muscles started spasming and his words became incomprehensible through his moans, key signs to look for when it came to know if your boyfriend was going to finish. "Please let me cum, please, I can't take it," Tamaki whined as you pulled your hand away from him once more as he came close to sweet release causing his hips to jerk in the air in an attempt to push him over the edge to no avail. He had fisted himself to the thought of you almost all day without having a satisfying release, what made him think he could cum without you now? 

"I dunno, you've been real snappy today, what's wrong huh? I think work stress is catching up on you, poor baby, all pent up." You lean down to be eye-level with his pink tip, blowing cool air on the scalding flesh that had his dick twitching.

 "Oh god, I need you to touch me, it hurts so much, 'm so hard" Tamaki attempted to raise his hips again to encourage you to take him in your mouth but you were quick to push his hips down onto the mattress.

 "No Tama, you gotta wait." Your maneuvers were still teasing, providing small shocks of pleasure to the man below you who was whining. He was so sensitive that even the gentle trail of your hand at his thigh sent shivers down his spine. 

"But I've been waiting! I'm sorry I was rude, I'll be good just, please! Fuck my— ah!" His head fell back when he felt your small tongue lick a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, making sure to place a soft kiss on the sensitive head. It in no way satisfied his craving but compared to your past frugal touches the change had him desperate for more. 

You weren't truly mad at Tamaki, your boyfriend was not great at dealing with his emotions, his anxiety and triggers often played a significant role in his actions, so he tended to have mood swings here and there whenever life outside the home became too hectic. Just some dry responses and harsh slams of the door mixed in with his usual well-mannered attitude, nothing you were truly offended by, but you couldn't help but tease him.

"Really? You'll go back to being my good boy?" Your words leave his face a shade of red, clumsily attempting to hide his expression although his arms did nothing to obscure his face since they were restricted. Tamaki loved when you called him that, when your voice became gentle and full of praise, it was his favorite feeling.

"Yes, I promise!" He said enthusiastically, slowly turning to get a peak at your face plastered with a smile, cheek leaning on the flesh of his heavy cock. Tamaki swore at that moment the sight alone was enough for him to cum. 

Your soft lips wrapped gently around the pulsing red head, your tonguing softly dragging around the sensitive slit getting a taste of the pre that was drooling out. Tamaki cried out, clawing at the sheets below him as tears spilled out of his eyes. He'd been craving this for so long.

His orgasm built quickly, hot flashes of pleasure hitting him hard as for the nth time today he was on edge, but this time he was hopeful he would finally get to experience the bliss, to see his cum drip down your face and watch you lick it off your palms, to see you kiss his dick as it softened, to feel himself twitch and curse from the pleasure that would have his eyes rolling back, the feeling that only you could cause. Every action was lined up perfectly, your hot wet mouth gently suckling his sensitive skin, your hand gently stroking him at the base, the other being used to caress his balls.

Yes, this was the moment he was waiting for. Until you snatched it away slapping his thigh so it left a pretty mark in the shape of your hand and using your body weight to hold him down as he shook from the sudden loss of pleasure. 

"I don't believe you, Tamaki. Prove to me you'll be good for me." 

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girlfriend who ogles over bakugous muscles and he loves every second of it bc you’re his first gf (the first girl he ever actually liked really) and so he shows off for you. He loves it when you comment on how strong he is bc he worked so hard for it and he loves that you think it’s sexy :)

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Headcannons of you being Bakugo Katsuki’s girlfriend who is absolutely obsessed with his muscles, and he loves every second of it. 

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Lil Bit of a Domestic Relationship, Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 945

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Your boyfriend is a very proud man. Although Bakugo did have his fair share of insecurities, they all seemed to be drowned out by how load he boasted about what he was confident about. His body was just one of the many things to add to that list.

Bakugo worked hard to have his current looks, intense workouts, and strict diets to achieve what he deemed perfection. Besides clothes, one of the first things he brought when you two moved into your shared apartment was workout gear, claiming he could not function without it. This dedication resulted in a mouthwatering physic, big broad shoulders, defined strong arms, toned abs, thick muscular thighs, attractive from all standards making you feel like an especially lucky gal that you get to have a front-row seat to Bakugo Katsuki's good looks.

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♡ When you two cuddle, your favorite thing to do is squish his relaxed muscles. Early on in the relationship, it would just be his arms, squeezing and slapping the soft flesh and giggling when he would flex it to get you to stop messing with him.

"Look at you, all obsessive over me, tch.."

♡ You often lay with your head on his chest, smothering yourself in his pecs which are so pillowy and soft when he's not flexing them. Sometimes you even playfully bite them or mess with his nipples to which he will try to swat you away although he 100% is blushing and trying to hide how much you amuse him. You even bite his plushy thighs whenever the opportunity arises.

"What the hell? Ow! Shit, get off you fucking piranha, why the hell did you bite me!"

♡ You are always making some sort of physical contact with him, whether it's leaning on him for support or gripping his arm when walking. It's like second nature to grab onto him when he's around, and while sometimes he gets embarrassed due to PDA, the majority of the time he's proud, makes him feel powerful when you rely on his strength for simple tasks.

"Here, grab onto me before you fall down the damn stairs, you can try to fool yourself but I know how clumsy you can be."

♡ Whenever you are tired or in pain from an uncomfortable outfit choice Bakugo always picks you up without fail. He'll watch you struggle for a bit, laughing when you stumble before he wraps his strong arms around your legs and holds you so you don't go tripping and get a mouth full of dirt. It never fails to amaze you how easily he picks you up.

"Here, gimme your heels, I'll carry you. I told you not to wear those shitty shoes, babe, I knew this would happen. Tch, so stubborn."

♡ It's always a sight to watch Bakugo cook, not only is he a master at it, but he often cooks with his shirt off when he's in the comfort of his own home. When this happens, you simply sit at the island counter behind him, getting a perfect view of his broad back flexing as he's wearing nothing but some sweatpants and an apron.

"Huh? Stop staring, dumbass, your fucking drooling. I slaved away to make you this meal so you better eat it, don't forget to compliment the master chef.''

♡  He always makes sure to pull out a stool for you to sit on while he works out, knowing you enjoy the view of him exercising. Bakugo is quite different when he's in the zone, face relaxed with only a slight twitch of his eyebrow, eyes no longer glaring and instead determined, mouth agape as he pants and on occasion smirks when he catches a glance at your expression. His muscles look so good, curves and ridges moving constantly as he pulls himself over the bar, handling his full body weight with ease. His skin is smooth, littered with battle scars which you took the time to admire every day.  Damn, you are so in love with this man.

"Take a picture, pretty, it will last longer."

♡ When Bakugo hugs you, to tease you he sometimes wraps his arms tightly against your back, laughing as you struggle to free yourself but he's just too damn strong, no matter what tricks you have up your sleeve you can never beat your boyfriend at this frustrating game he plays.

"Pfft, look at you, what's the matter, huh? I'm just too strong for you?"

♡ He often teases you about your attraction to him, smirking and wiping the sweat off his forehead with the bottom of his shirt just to give you a peek at his abdomen and chest, a sight which you enjoy thoroughly.

"And you call me a pervert. What? No, I didn't do it on purpose, in your fucking dreams."

♡ When you compliment his body or his strength best believe he will hold it against you, constantly teasing you about how good he looks to you or how perfect he is for you. He loves it when he receives any type of praise from you, you are always so genuine it makes him all giddy and proud that he worked so hard. Yes, being physically strong matters a lot in the hero world,  but he would be lying if he said he doesn't think about you whenever he creates a workout plan.

"Of course, you think I'm strong, baby, I mean who else would manhandle you in bed if it wasn't for thee Bakugo Katsuki."

♡ All in all, you definitely were a fan of his muscles and there were many sweet moments in the day to prove that.

Authors Note: Okay I turned it into kinda a drabble / headcanons? I hope you guys enjoy because I know its different then a more fleshed out story! If you would like to request this type of writing just ask for headcanons and I’ll now what you mean!! 

Also I’m sorry I didn’t post much this weekend, I planned to clear out requests but I ended up getting caught in some unfortunate circumstances <(￣- ￣ )> Don’t worry though, I will try to make it up and post through out the week!

Comments, asks, and interactions are my fav!! ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ

Hope you enjoyed <33 

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scenario where shinsou and reader (fem) were having "fun" then they got caught by aizawa 🤭 [u dont have to write this lol!!] - v

Authors Note: Hello V!! Omg, thank you for using a sign off your the first person to do that I really hope I see you regularly! Oh! And please feel free to use emoji sign off if you’d like too, ＼(≧▽≦)／

OFC I’D WRITE THIS FOR YOU! I made it into more of a short fic bc like you said its like a scenario but hope you like it my friend! Also thank you for requesting Shinso, I LOVE Bakugo but I felt kinda bad for him being the only one in my MHA/BNHA masterlist

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Shinso Hitoshi x F!Reader

Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex

Word Count: 1222

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“Fucking slut,” Shinso growled out, his thrusts slapping hard against your ass with every syllable. He was pissed, since becoming a pro hero Aizawa had managed to be up his ass about every mistake for the past month, and it seemed today was the last straw for your boyfriend. 

This is what caused your current position, bent over his boss's desk, clothes haphazardly pulled down just enough so he had access to your aching cunt.  You whimpered, pushing your ass to meet his leaking cockhead halfway, scratching at the dark oak desk from the ecstasy Shinso provoked. 

"Toshi!" You cried when he hit a sensitive spot on your spongey walls, your pussy fluttering around him in a way that made his hips stutter before quickly working back into his rough pace. 

Shinso's hands moved from his place on your back to trail up your sides, making sure to give your breasts a sharp squeeze,  before placing two of his fingers on your pouty red lips. "Open," he commanded, a slight pant in his voice.

You whined once more but decided to obey since he already wasn't in the best of moods. You parted your lips, making sure to swipe your tongue along his fingers as two of his pale appendages into your mouth. 

"Suck 'em, you know what I like," your boyfriend used his other hand to slap your ass, creating another red mark on top of the many finger-print-sized bruises you adorned. Quickly you got to work, swirling your tongue and moaning around his digits. 

"Damn, had to shut you up with my fingers so we don't get caught," he laughed mockingly, although he himself was in no better shape than you. His usually flared-out purple hair was now starting to droop, sweat beading at his forehead as he stared at you with half-lidded eyes and the most adorable scrunch to his eyebrows as he focused on pushing himself as deep as possible in you. Fuck, why did he have to be so pretty?

You couldn't take it anymore, the way his dick stretched you out so deliciously, the way he moaned and grunted, the way he had a tight grip on your ass and tongue. "Toshi, Hitowshi bwaby, so gwood," you moaned, voice muffled by his fingers which were now stroking your tongue, thumb rubbing your cheek from the outside. 

Shinso pulls out of your warm heat till only the tip was left, laughing at the way you cried out. You attempted to rub yourself on him, searching for any type of friction but Shinso was quick to push on your back, your breasts smashing against some very important documents Aizawa had. 

"Look at you wiggle," he teased, watching at your cute little hole squeezed around nothing. "So fucking dirty, crying for my cock on my boss's desk," he paused to moan when you squeezed your cunt around his sensitive cockhead. His hand reached down to spread your lips, watching as he slammed his full length into you. 

"Hitoshi!" You screamed, voice not coming clear since his hand abandoned your drooling mouth and moved to grip on your neck. He squeezed gently, providing a delicious pressure on your throat as he fucked you silly, thrusts so hard they caused ripples on your ass. 

"Mmph, baby fuck! So fucking cute, do whatever I ask huh?" Shinso asked, spanking you once more. Your eyes closed as you let your tongue hand out of your mouth, completely drunk off the feeling your boyfriend provided you. 

"Yeah, that's it, think you deserve a little reward," his hand reached down to rub your clit, messaging small circles in a way that had your toes curling. "Go ahead and cum baby, cum all over his desk. 

There was just something so overwhelmingly hot about fucking on Aizawa's desk, the risk of being caught, the anger behind your boyfriend's movements, how Shinso mixed his degrading with sweet praises, so filthy to the point you couldn't keep quiet anymore despite your weak attempts. Shinso just felt too good, his long fingers lingering on your neck, your ass burning from his heavy hands, him toying with your clit, and of course, his large cock rubbing your sensitive walls in a way only he could.  Within seconds the combination of these aspects had you creaming around Shinso's dick. 

"C-Cumming! 'm cumming, Hitoshi please!" You begged, legs shaking from the intense feeling, surely you would have fallen if it wasn't for the desk beneath you. Your hands reached out to claw at whatever you could, knocking down some items in the process. "Toshi, please cum, wanna feel you so bad." Drool dribbles down your cheek you lean your head down onto the cool surface beneath you, withering in this intense feeling. 

"Fuck, fuck! Why do you have to be so fucking tight—fuck hahh!" Shinso had let go of his grip on your neck and clit, leaving red marks from where his hands had previously been, and used both his hands to grab your waist, pulling you to meet his heavy thrusts.

By now your pussy was sopping wet, a thick creamy ring forming around the base of hm and dripping to his balls. Your pussy fluttered around him, squeezing him tightly almost making it hard to pull out. You always milked him so fucking good. 

"Shit, why do you have to be like this? My perfect slut."

Shinso panted when he finally pumped one final time, reveling in the wet slapping sound that came from it before emptying his balls in your cavern. Even while he was cumming his thrusts never stopped, although now softer and more sparatic. In the end, you two were a mess, Shinso leaving over your body basking in the afterglow. 

It felt so nice, feeling his cum slosh around inside you, his hands petting your head and allowing you to catch your breath. While Shinso could be rough he never failed to treat you like a princess after, you knew when you got home you would be showered in praises, kisses, and massages. 

"You okay honey?" He rasped, humping you against the desk. Your cunt couldn't help but flutter around him despite being exhausted. You turned your head to meet his tired eyes, watching as his once angry face from earlier melted into a pretty smile. 

"'m okay, but what about you baby? You feel better from earlier?" He chuckled at your response, always so attentive was his girlfriend. With a grin plastered on his lips, he placed gentle kisses on your back, his thurst finally halting as he pulled his head back to watch his cum leak out of you and back onto his cock. 

"I'm fucking fantastic."

The intimate moment was halted by loud commotion coming from outside the office, angry stomps trailing down the hallway to the front of the door. 

"They fucking did it again! I swear to god these kids will kill me, they destroyed so much fucking property! In fucking ruins!" The voice of Aizawa growled out, most likely screaming at his assistant before slamming his office door open. 

Shinso was fast to react, quickly pulling out of your warm heat with a hiss before scrambling to pull his pants up and using his body to hide your naked body from the very angry pro hero. 

"Oh my fucking god!" If Shinso thought Aizawa was annoying before, he was in for a real treat. 

Authors Note: OKAY OKAY YOU CAN IMAGINE THE REST! I think Shinso would attempt to use his quirk to make Aizawa forget this whole fiasco but idk if he’s quick enough (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) Also sorry this is shorter than usual! But I hope you enjoyed anyways <33 Please leave a comment, lemme know what you think! Don’t forget to check out my other works, and requests are currently open!! BYE BYE (ノ*°▽°*)

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omg I just stumbled across your werewolf piece- I love how you write!!! I would ABSOLUTELY LOVE a part 2!!!! In fact if you decide to make it a series then I could die a happy creature 💀 you're amazing

Authors Note: Hi hi!!  (o^▽^o) OMG THANK YOU I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!! Ofc I’ll make a series for you, I’m sorry this took so long I just needed time to figure out a plot.  AND OMG YOU MAKE ME MELT YOUR AMAZING TOO <33

Edit: ANON!! idk if anonymous friends who make requests get notifications when I respond to an ask! You may never see this T-T If you do please let me know any way you are comfortable!!!

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M!Werewolf x F!Reader

Description: You currently sat at the mercy of the beast that had just killed minutes before, now looking oh so sweet. You couldn’t decide what was worse the fact that the monster wasn’t just some brainless dog, but could comminate to you like a human, or the fact that he turned out to be a handsome man that you recognized.  

Rating: Fluff? 

Disclaimer: Talk of Poverty, Abuse of Power, Non-descriptive Murder, Fainting, Non-descriptive Death,  Cynophobia, Lupophobia,

Word Count:  2,937

Series: Part 1, Part 2

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"Thank you..."

The voice of a man surrounding you caused your body to tense, quickly searching for the source of the sound. It was deep and warm, engulfing your body in a feeling of warmth that you could not even begin to process. 

"Who's there?" You shouted into the air, attempting to sound intimidating despite already having a threat laying on your feet. Your voice echoed off the trees, proving that it was only you, the wolf, and the forest. 'Have I gone crazy?' 

The giant wolf began to paw at your leg, rubbing his heavy killer claws gently against your leg as if to capture your attention. The scene before you seemed bizarre, how could a ferocious beast who murdered noblemen not too long ago crave a response from you? It was not possible, maybe he just wanted more food. 

“I’m going to need the food, buddy. I can’t spare any more.” You couldn't help but have this nagging voice in the back of your head, telling you to just throw the bag at the beast since you were going to die anyway. 

Even if the wolf had let you go, to survive the forest and all its challenges for who knows how long would seem impossible from the current position you were in. Not to mention the fact that even if you did survive you would never be allowed back in your village. They would figure out a way to blame the nobleman and knight's death on you without a proper trial. You would be hung by morning.  

Tears welled up in your eyes as you thought about your small home and bakery, only three streets apart from each other. It was all you have ever known, a gift sent from a very generous person who allowed you to live your dreams and to sleep under a warm roof. Baking meant everything to you, creating masterpieces from simple ingredients, turning nothing into something like it was magic. 

You can imagine it now, your home and bakery will be raided for any valuables and then torn down. Your house will be sold off to some noble since most of the peasants could not afford housing. The ache in your heart only seemed to increase the more you thought about it. The love and hard work you had put into those places had been destroyed by the events of today. 

The wolf's stillness was broken at your tears, head lifting as it crawled on its stomach to inch closer to you, caution in its movements almost as if not to spook you. Now it rested on your lap, nuzzling your thighs and you gulped at the feeling of its soft fuzzy ears against your dress. That would have been the weirdest part if it wasn't for what followed. 

"Deep breaths.” The voice was now firm, almost demanding, and from the emphasis of the wolf pushing its body weight into you, it was hard to ignore the obvious answer to your earlier question. 

Your hands moved on their own, faster than you could think through your actions, grasping his head and pushing him away from your body so you could stare into his eyes in disbelief. Your head began to feel dizzy as its human-like eyes stared back at you, trying to decipher your reaction. 

"I do not wish to scare you, truly I've missed you, Angel."

Maybe it was the fact that the voice sounded like it was in your head, or maybe it was the fact that you had convinced yourself that this voice was coming from the large grey beast in front of you. Or maybe, just maybe it was the familiar nickname you had only dreamed of being called again. Whatever it was, your brain had failed to comprehend it because the next thing you knew a wave of nausea hit you before there was a harsh snap of your cautiousness, vision fading to black as you were left at the mercy of the beast.

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He was the Lord's son, making him a celebrity from the moment he was born. His father was said to be a nobody before he moved to your small village, just a simple man with moderate money who chose to terrorize a secluded town too far from the kingdom to get aid. 

Everyone hated him, however, he threw his money at people who supported him, quickly buying his way to the top. Eventually, he crowned himself as the ruler of your village, and that's when his true anarchy began. 

The Lord began to create laws to which peasants like your family could only succumb, creating impossible taxes to pay if you owned property. This resulted in your family becoming homeless, to which The Lord quickly moved his groupies into the newly vacated market. Yes, it sure did pay to support him. 

You and your family had been sleeping on the streets for only one week, but it seemed your parents couldn't take it and left you to fend for yourself, choosing that the four-week trip to the next town would be easier without a child. 

At the tender age of eight, you had begged people for labor work so you could make money. It seemed rich nobles loved your sob story because you were quickly employed to do minor tasks like carrying buckets of water for baths. This had afforded you food and sometimes even a place to sleep if the employers were kind enough. 

Up until that point you had only seen the Lord's son passing, always hidden behind a crowd of people cooing at him. All you had known about him was that his mother was the daughter of The Lord's biggest supporters and thus was betrothed to him despite having an almost fifteen-year age gap. 

It was a normal day, you were trying to decide on a place to sleep after finding no luck for a place to stay. You opted to sleep on an old abandoned hammock near a small field of wildflowers. The scent of the flowers and the slow rocking of the hammock soothed you right to sleep and seeing as there were no signs of rain, it seemed like the perfect spot. 

But when you had reached it, you had found that it was already occupied by none other than the young honorable boy. He certainly did not look like royalty at that moment, once an expensive suit ripped and torn, his face caked in mud with round red cheeks stained with what looked like tears. 

You were rather agitated, his father had ruined your home, your family, and now he was ruining your sleep. "Wake up," you grumble, shaking his arm. Maybe if you were a bit more mature, with a bit more sense, you would have never dared to touch someone as high status as him. You called his name, which caused him to stir, rubbing one tired eye and opening the other. 

 His mouth hung open at the sight of you, probably covered in dust from a day worth of hard work, hands battered and scared patting down your dirty dress as you attempted to get his attention. "Why are you here?" 

Your question was rude and snippy, but he didn't seem to mind as he just continued to openly gawk at you. You felt your eye twitch at his stupid face, how could someone who practices etiquette all day be so rude? Not that you were being the kindest at that moment. 

"Hey! I was asking you a question, young lord," you tried once more, remembering to address him as his title. "Shouldn't you be at home? I'm sure your maid is looking for you."

It was at that moment that he had to be younger than you by a year or two, or at least certainly less mature as he reached out to cup your face, pinching the fat of your cheek as if to check something. "You smell...nice," was his only response. 

This only confused you more, but you allowed him to touch your hair and trace your face, almost in a trance from your presence. This was one of the only moments in your life where you had felt important, no one had paid attention to you, always being in the background with no family or friends to share happy moments with. But not you held the attention of one of the most important people in the area. 

The moment was ruined when the little boy's stomach growled rather loudly, to which he pulled back and tried to hide his flustered face. "Do you...do you have any food?" 

You looked down, reaching into the pocket of your dress to pull out a small cake, clumsily decorated with a smiley face and small shapes. It was the result of your first time baking when a maid for one of the nobles you worked for had taught you how to make one. 

"This...this is all I have."

You were ashamed, here you were presenting a rather ugly cake to a boy who had everything. But he didn't reject it or complain, instead he smiled, grabbed the treat, and broke it in half with his hands, offering you one of the parts. "It's not fair for me to take it all if you only have one."

Together you two ate and enjoyed the dessert, beginning to get to know each other over the hours he spend by your hammock. When he asked about his current state he avoided the answer like the plague. The only bit of information he gave you was that he had been locked out of his home due to the maid's not realizing he was missing. 

He spent that night with you, sharing the hammock together as you tried to fight the cold. In the morning he left without a word, and you expected him to forget meeting you and move on. But that was not the case, the young noble was almost annoying with how frequently he visited you. 

"Angel!" He'd call you, after hearing his maid say that whoever had taken care of him on the night he was locked out must have been an angel sent straight from heaven. 

"Angel look! I found this really cool necklace in one of my Mom's boxes." 

Surprisingly, the Lord's son was no spoiled brat, in fact as you got to know him he was rather pleasing, always doing the most to make you smile. Although, no one could deny that he was bathed in riches. You even had to explain to him the simplest of things like wheat fields since he had never been near one up close. 

"Huh? Put that back she might get angry!"

"No way, she had enough. Do you think it will be enough to buy ingredients? I really want a cookie from you." 

Without fail he would ask you for some sort of treat, claiming he became hooked on your baking from the start. In return, he would always bring you gifts, flowers from his private garden, a fancy stone from one of the tables, sometimes even a bag of coins if he was lucky enough to take it without being noticed. 

"'s more than enough but I don't think we should be doing this.."

"Please? I'll do anything, Angel. I really, really want one." 

You two had many adventures together, playing as heroes saving the kingdom in the fields, and splashing each other in the lake. The lord's son has never been known to be a trouble maker, but with you, he seemed to always want to break free. 

"Oh..okay, fine. But promise me you'll take the extra money back to your mom!" 

"Fine, fine." That day he had lied, instead of sneaking it into your pocket. 

Your friendship had gone on for several months until your ninth birthday when he had promised to give you the best gift he could find. You had waited for him by the hammock all day, but he had never shown up.  Just as you were about to fall asleep after angrily preparing your speech to him about lying, the village suddenly came to life with news about the young lord. 

What came next was news that the Lord’s only child had been massacred by a witch who was hanged two days later, as well as three large bags of jewelry piled up next to your head when you had woken up the next morning. 

"You're the best, I can't wait after wanna play in the field?"

"Sure, but this time I wanna be the princess!"

"Okay, but will I be?"

"You're obviously the hideous monster, you don't even need a costume for that one."

"You're so mean to me!"

"Hey, nobody told you to give me the nickname Angel."

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Your eyes slowly opened, sighing at the soft warm glow of a candle and the gentle scent of lavender that made your body melt into the soft cushion beneath you. 

Wincing as you tried to turn to look at your surroundings, head throbbing painfully as you recalled the events that had led up to this, but the memory that had just played only distracted you from that goal. You had often thought about him, grateful for everything he had done for you. 

He was your best friend, someone who was kind and enjoyable despite who he grew up around. Not only had he helped you discover your passion, had his gift afforded you a place to call home and a start to your business, but he had provided you company in your darkest times. He was simply a miracle whose life had ended too soon. 

Once you had gained your bearings you sat up slowly, groaning as your body only continued to ache. You much have hit yourself hard when you fainted. It seemed like you were in a rather cozy-looking bedroom, wood tones and carvings making up the walls with minimal decorating. All the furniture looked handmade and well crafted, made out of solid oak and pine. 

Whoever lived here was certainly the handyman. 

On the bedside next to you was a dented metal cup filled with water which you quickly drank without thinking, your throat feeling as if it would rip apart if you tried to talk from how dry it was. 

When you reached to wipe your mouth a twinge of light shone in the corner of your eye. Your head snapped in the direction from where it came from finding what looked like a small leather hunting bag with the tip of a knife sticking out. 

Perfect. 

You abandoned the warmth of the bed to grab the weapon, dumping out the remains of the bag, and only after deeming there wasn’t anything else useful in it did you turn to look at the door in the room. It was almost mocking you, daring you to leave the room and face whatever took you. You weren’t quite sure if you were brave enough to face that challenge. 

But that question was never answered as instead the beast was sent to you. The door opened softly, revealing a rather large man carefully walking with a small tray of food in his hands trying not to spill its contents. 

Your body tensed, holding the knife up threateningly although you failed miserably from how bad your hands were shaking. The man paused, quickly placing the tray of food onto a nearby table to be able to hold up his hands, trying to show you he was no threat. 

“Woah woah, wait for a second, put the knife down, Y/N.” The man tried to reason, craning his neck to look into his eyes but you refused, instead of watching his hands in case he suddenly tried to grab you. 

“Who the fuck are you? Where am I?” Voice straining from the stress you were under as your fight or flight senses seemed to kick in. You had never experienced such anger or confidence before this very moment. You felt like if necessary you were prepared to kill to save yourself. 

“Y/N you know me, I promise I’m not trying to hurt you,” the man pleaded. “Look me in my eyes, tell me you don’t know who I am.” 

And you listened, you didn’t know why you chose to finally look at his face, but what you had seen surprised you. You had expected some grungy, rather ugly beast-monster who lived alone in his secluded cabin, never seeing the light of day. 

But instead, what you found was the complete opposite. He was tan, slight freckles adorning the sides of his cheeks that were hidden behind the loose strands of messy brown hair that fell onto his face. His pink lips were frowning, revealing creases in his skin and two sharp fangs peaked out of his mouth. Slowly you made your way up to his crooked nose, taking note of his clear skin with no blemishes. Finally, you landed on his eyes, just below two thick scrunched eyebrows creating a rather concerned face. 

His eyes, the same ones that had hunted you down yesterday in the forest, hauntingly beautiful shade of grey, pupils large and focused, seemingly swallowing you whole. However, not only did you recognize those eyes in the form of a hairy beast, but you also recognized them from the dream you had minutes ago, eyes you never thought you would see again. 

“Cassius?” Cassius Chloros, son of Lord Chloros, the boy who was brutally murdered by a wicked woman who sacrificed him to Satan. 

“You fucking god it, Angel.” 

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Authors Note: Uh, okay so about his name I’m a little insecure about it. Idk I wanted something god-like so ya.. I LIKE IT SO IDK DONT BE MEAN ABOUT HIS NAME  Also thank you all for the love and support shown on my monster posts! I know they dont do too well in comparison to anime posts, but I still enjoy making them. Don’t be afraid to request any other monster posts you wanna see!!  Comments and reblogs make my day, thank you!! <3  (´ ε ` )♡ Series: Part 1, Part 2

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Authors Note: This is a collaboration with a dear friend of mine, @katscki! Together we each wrote pieces about Bakugo regarding the topic of grinding, so make sure you check hers out!! Find @katscki’s version here: When Sparks Fly

Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Bakugo had been trying to keep it together after eyeing you all night from how perfect you looked for him however he couldn’t resist. In a way it was ironic, how the both of you were virgins but couldn’t keep your hands off each other. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Dry Humping, Inexperienced Katsuki + Reader, Virgin Katsuki + Reader, Begging, Edging (if you squint), Dirty Talk, Pet Names

Word Count: 1,862

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You were just so fucking pretty. 

Bakugo could barely keep his eyes off you, watching as you sat so pretty in your powder blue dress, cheering the loudest for him in the crowd when he walked onto the stage. It was just a small ceremony, celebrating what felt like minor accomplishments to him in his career as a pro hero. But not to you, you were so proud of him, all dolled up for the occasion in support of your boyfriend. 

“I’m so proud of you, Katsu, next thing you know you’ll be accepting the reward for the number one hero,” you stated confidently, enjoying the comfort of your own home after having just been in a loud celebration. Now you sat comfortably on Bakugo’s lap on the edge of your shared bed, nails gently raking his scalp. 

Bakugo felt lost, brain nothing but mush as you showered him with compliments and endearment the whole day, still in your pretty dress that showed off every curve he loved so dearly. Both of you were tired from the long day, not even bothering to take off your clothes before crawling into bed to be wrapped in each other's arms. He still was in his hero outfit, although both his mask and gauntlets had been thrown haphazardly on the floor. 

“Baby,” he rasped, hands gripping the soft flesh of your ass to position you strategically on one of his legs. “Fuck, why do you make me feel like this.”

Your boyfriend was quick to lock his lips with your own, tongues grazing each other between several hot kisses of which Bakugo made sure to nibble at your bottom lip leaving it slightly swollen. You moan into the kiss, hands gripping onto his hair with a slight tug that had him jerking his hips up into the air. 

It surprised you how sloppy the kiss was, your boyfriend acting desperate with the way his hands roamed your body, squeezing and groping anything in it's reach. You and Katsuki had known each other for many years, but hadn’t dated until recently due to Katsuki’s adamancy about his dream being the only goal he could handle in his life. But he was just so fucking in love with you, in one overwhelming moment he spilled his feelings which lead to lead to your current relationship, barely being able to keep your hands off each other after dating for three months. 

Both of you had never had sex before, never really going farther then the first date, the inexperience obvious from how turned on the two of you were from the simplest of touches, but with each other it was like a switched flipped. 

He huffs, using his strength to push you down on his thigh, bouncing his leg in a way that sent a jolt of pleasure that ran straight to your cunt, already becoming soaked from the tension that is being built between the two of you.

“Katsu,” you panted, pulling away from the kiss despite his protests but never stopping the harsh grinds on his thigh. “I want you, want you so bad Katsuki.” Your tone was almost desperate, practically begging him to fuck you as you moved your hips quickly, humping his for any sort of pleasure.

He smirked, tensing his thighs so your clit could drag against his rigid knee causing you to cry out and grip his hair with more force. “I dunno, I don’t think you’ll be able to handle me pretty” he groaned, feeling his achy cock strain painfully against the rough material of his hero suites pants. He was sporting a hard on all night thanks to your pretty outfit and support. 

“You won't be able to take me,pussy's too fucking tight for that,” Bakugo whispered, petting your head as he went in to lap at your neck. You whined at his response, practically jumping on his thigh now with a pout on your face. 

“’Suki please, I can do it, please!” But he simply shook his head, pulling off your dress in one motion leaving you in just your panties. “No bra, huh? So fucking dirty.”

The sight of your breast bare to him has Bakugo drooling, quickly moving his head from your neck to toy with your pretty nipples. “No baby, I wanna prep you a couple times before you can take me,” he murmured, lapping at the sensitive exposed flesh. 

You moaned louder, feeling yourself get closer to your high from he pleasurable grinding but it seemed your boyfriend had other plans. He gripped your waist and lifted you easily from his thigh to his lap, where you could feel in excruciating detail the shape of his cock, twitching painfully as it made contact with your pussy through the layers of clothes. 

“Mmn, go ahead pretty, hump my fuckin’ cock,” he growled out, one hand continuing to play with your tit while the other made its way to your panties, just barely reaching below the fabric to grope your ass and lift it up and down, guiding you on his dick. “Want you to ride me just like this when you get the real thing, right?” 

You could only moan in response, loosing yourself in the feeling of clumsily grinding on the imprint of his fat dick, leaving a wet spot on both his pants and your panties. 

Bakugo couldn’t lie and say he didn’t feel just as desperate, mind buzzing from your moans and that hot wet feeling on his crotch. He wanted to so badly take you up on your offer and fuck your tiny cunt until he left you ruined, but he knew you wouldn’t be able to handle all of him. He wanted you to be properly stretched and prepared so when he finally sunk into your tight heat there would be nothing but bliss for the both of you. 

For now, he was satisfied with the way you gasped whenever his cockhead catches that soaking hole of yours. You gripped the orange straps of his hero suite to ground yourself form the feeling, working hard to keep up the pleasere but failing miserably from how hard your thighs were shaking. You were so close, right on edge from your boyfriend’s clothed cock.

“Gonna cum ‘Suki!” You warned, ready to let go but it seemed Bakugo had other plans, large hands grabbing your waist to still you on his lap where he could feel your desperate cunt twitch from being so close. You cried at his actions, whining as you tried your hardest to continue to grind although you were no match for his strength. 

“Relax before the only thing I let you grind on is my hand. Better yet I’ll leave you high and dry, is that what you want?”

You instantly shook your head, tears welling up in the side of your eyes due to how sensitive you felt, even the light touches of Bakugo’s heavy hands on your thighs had you involuntarily twitching. He knew his threats were empty, he was just as needy and leaving you would have been just as much of a punishment to himself. 

Bakugo lace a hand under each thigh, picking you up and laying you flat on your back on the bed before quickly getting onto of you. By instinct your wrapped your legs around him which caused him to smirk. “How bad you want this baby?” He whispered, fingers tracing the outline of your soaking cunt through your panties. 

“So bad ‘Suki so fucking bad!” You cried out, lifting your hips in attempt to get more friction but he only pulled his hand away and slapped your thigh as a warning. “Please, please...”

“Please what? Tell me baby, tell me what you want.” Bakugo grinned at the view, his pretty girlfriends all disheveled and desperate. With his hand still holding your down he leaned down and placed a feather like kiss on your pussy. 

You cried, the small action causing your head to be thrown back and let out a string of moans. “I wanna cum, Katsu please! I wanna cum so bad, make me cum ‘Suki!” 

That’s all it took for Bakugo’s resolve to snap and him position himself above you so he can ground himself on your soaked panties, licking his lips from faintest taste of you lingering on his mouth. 

“Fuck baby, so fucking pretty, huh? God damnnit!” He groaned, rutting into you with vigor, bruise-like grip on your thighs to hold them up for his brutal thrusts. “Looked so fuckin’ sexy in that tight little dress, promise you baby one day Imma fuck this pretty cunt so good your never be able to cum without me, I’ll fucking ruin it for anyone but me,” Bakugo growled, leaning down to place hot opened mouth kisses on your tits, taking the time to leave bite marks all over. 

Bakugo knew sex was supposed to be pleasurable, but he didn’t know it would overtake every one of his senses. Had him feeling like he needed to be wrapped in your velvety walls, needed to take everything you had to give him, needed to pound you nice and good until you looked at no one but him. 

“C-Cumming! ‘M cumming, cum for me ‘suki I wanna feel you cum.” 

Bakugo’s resolve quickly crurmbles at your words, humping frantically when he feels you com undone through your underwear, pretty hole twitching as you gush through the fabric from your orgasm. His name leaves leave your lips and your body shakes, eyes quickly rolling to the back of your head from the pleasure. 

The louder you moaned the harder he humped you, his body heavy on yours as he leans his weight ontop of you, pinning you as he babbles how close he was. He gives a final loud gasp, his hips stuttering and head coming to rest on your shoulder as he whines from making amess in his pants. He cums for a long time, only adding to the wet stain on his pants as he wastes his hot cum. You free on of your hands from under him to place it on his still throbbing dick, rubbing it slightly to encourage him to let it all out. 

Bakugo weakly thrusts against your palm even after he stopped cumming, humming from the added pleasure you gave him. Quietly, he pushes himself away from you to grab the sides of your head and force you to face him instead of watching his bobbing cock in his pants. 

“You saw that stain baby? All for you. Every last fucking drop belongs to you, pretty,” Bakugo kisses you once more, this time softer so you could feel the meaning of his words. “You’re my first and you’re sure as hell gonna be my last, ‘m fucking yours and you better say your mine.” 

Your chest feels warm from his words, it was hard for Bakugo to talk openly about his emotions, which is why he preferred actions rather then words, but this time he had opened up just a little, even if it wasn’t as innocent as most people would expect. 

“I’m yours, Katuski, all yours.” 

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Wanting to spoil your boyfriend Bakugo, you wake him up with one of the most pleasurable ways there was, leading to some very intense sex which he quickly gets impatient by. 

Rating: Smut Disclaimer: Consensual!! Somnophilia, Sex, Nudity, Oral (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Riding, Squirting, tiny bit of Overstimulation, Established Relationship

Word Count: 2,279

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Description: Bakugo had been trying to keep it together after eyeing you all night from how perfect you looked for him however he couldn’t resist. In a way it was ironic, how the both of you were virgins but couldn’t keep your hands off each other. 

Rating: Smut

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Word Count:1,862

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Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time.

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex

Word Count: 1,222

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Bakugo Katsuki x F!Reader

Description: Headcannons of you being Bakugo Katsuki’s girlfriend who is absolutely obsessed with his muscles, and he loves every second of it.

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Lil Bit of a Domestic Relationship, Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 945

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Rating: Fluff, Smut

Disclaimer: Sex, Nudity, Insecurities, Cunnilicus, Vaginal Sex,  Established Relationship

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Description: Due to your loving boyfriend being in a different continent for personal reasons, you had been feeling quite lonely in your once shared apartment. You hadn’t expected him to come back for at least another three weeks, which almost seemed unbearable. You two had been keeping contact with innocent skype calls and text messages, until recently when things between the two of you get steamy through the screen. 

Rating: Smut

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 M!Werewolf x F!Reader

Description: You had lived a quiet life in your village, scraping by without drawing too much attention on yourself, but it would see that wasn’t enough. This year, you had been chosen to be sacrificed to The Beast, a large, canine-like monster that had been terrorizing your village to the point that the only thing that calmed it was the sacrifice of a human female. Just how do you plan to survive?

Rating: Fluff, Angst 

Disclaimer: Cynophobia, Lupophobia, Misogyny, Violence, Non-Descriptive Death, Minor Cat-calling

Word Count: 2,562 Series: Part 1, Part 2 Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything,  Tag List

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“Five loaves of bread, sweetie, and make it quick.” The man in front of me asked, tapping the gold coin he intended to pay with on the counter. He wore chipped iron armor with the crest of the kingdom symbolizing his status as a knight, the salary of which allowed him to buy what most villagers could only afford a crumb of.

“I’m sorry Sir, but due to the shortage of maidens to tend to the wheat we have put a cap of two loaves per family to purchase.” You smiled sweetly at the man who did not share the same energy. 

“I’m a knight, I have to keep my appetite up to protect sweet little things like you, not like there's many of you left. I have enough money, and I might give you a generous tip if you offer something more...personal,” He chuckles, pushing the gold coin in his hand towards me as if to emphasize his suggestive comment. “So why don’t you bag up those loaves and I’ll be on my way? Unless of course, you would like to take my offer?” 

 A wave of anxiety washed over you. You seemed to freeze, no snarky comeback to snap, no act of self-defense, nothing. You simply nodded and rushed to get him the bread. Your head filled with thoughts of your cowardice, but what could you do? Your whole life was closed off and quiet, never standing out from the crowd. And in a way, it benefitted you. 

Five years ago The Beast had arrived at your village, rampaging everything in its path. Your small village tried to fight back, but in the end, succumbed to the claws of the large creature. The Beast had agreed to leave your village in peace as long as he was able to see every woman that resided in the village. 

You had no friends or family to report you thankfully, so you hid away until everything blew over, worried for your safety. It seemed being invisible had some benefits. 

Women of all shapes and sizes, young and old, lined up for The Beast to inspect them, but it had seemed it had not found what it was looking for because it turned every one of them down. You had heard, in a fit of rage, that it had killed three people before stealing one of the girls into the woods.

The Beast later came back with only the girl's head and demanded the village supplied him with a new woman once a month to maintain peace. Your village, weak from the previous battles, agreed without hesitation. 

With time, your village had no maidens left. It started with the poor, young daughters who were sent off, and then the poor mothers, and then the woman of the richer families. Eventually, every disposable girl had either ran away or was killed by the cruel beast. This resulted in a decrease in birth rates and supplies, making necessities such as food impossible to purchase, which proved to be rather difficult for a baker like yourself. 

It also resulted in the men becoming increasingly desperate for wives, sex, and woman to sacrifice to The Beast. Who knows, maybe just letting the knight get his way will save you from being noticed, maybe you can continue to be free a little longer. 

“Here you are sir..,” You mumbled, nervous to look him in the eye. 

Satisfied with your compliance, he nodded and tossed the coin at you. Just as he was about to walk through the door he paused. 

“Say, sweetie? Are you registered?”

You held your breath.

“Y’know, for The Taking. I mean... you are not a noble’s daughter, so you don’t have protection. Plus, your fuckin’ gorgeous, the perfect candidate.” 

You didn’t know what to say. You felt like crying and your heart was racing a million miles a minute. In all honesty, you were probably going to puke. You didn’t want to die. Not yet. Before you could beg for him not to report you, he was already out the door.

A breath you didn’t know you were holding was released and you nearly fell over the counter in an attempt to lock the front door as quickly as possible. You had to leave, at least for a couple of days until things calmed down and you could blend in with the crowd again.

As you were packing as much baked goods and water into your satchel, you realized that time may never come. By the time you returned, you would stick out like a sore thumb. A lower-class woman in a sea of men. your only chance of survival was to marry a noble or to leave. 

Neither seemed to be a good choice. 

“Don’t think about that now.” You whispered to yourself, buckling the satchel and unlocking the door to begin your journey. The first step was to get to safety. 

But it would seem you were too late. Outside of your bakery was the knight, loaves of bread neatly packaged in a bag still in his hand, along with a nobleman and another knight. 

“There she is, I told you. She’s perfect.” The knight you had served said, smirking as the noble handed him a bag full of what you assumed were gold coins. 

Panic filling your body, you attempted to make a run for the forest but it would seem the men already had a plan. One of the knights drew his sword to cut your leg as you were running past him, causing you to come crashing to the ground holding your limb. The cut was deep and long, running from your ankle to your knee. It burned terribly.

“Like that baby? I rubbed salt on it just for you.” The knight cooed, gesturing to his sword before grabbing your injured leg and digging his nails into it to pull you towards him. He picked you up grinning.

“Stop it! Get the hell off of me!” You spat in his face, throwing your arms in an attempt for him to lose his grip but that only resulted in a punch being thrown at you. Your vision blurred and you felt a glowing red sting on your cheek, slight cuts developing from where his rings landed on your face. 

The knight then grabbed your hair, pulling your head slightly to look him in the eye. The fire in his expression had you pausing. “Listen here, girl. Now, you're going into that forest with that beast whether you like it or not. And I was going to let you keep this,” He held up your satchel to your face. “But if you keep acting like a bitch, I promise you won’t even be able to attempt to run away from that monster with both your legs broken.”

His words made you break. You sobbed, barely holding onto consciousness from both the punch and how hard you cried. It was hopeless, you had spent your life alone to try to avoid this fate but it had seemed to catch up to you in the end. No one would remember you when you were gone.

The knights and the noble took you to the edge of the forest. Tonight had been the last night of the month which was probably why they were so quick to snatch you. You were their last chance to appease the beast. 

The nobleman let out a wide grin, his pure delight obvious on his pig face. “Beast! Please accept our humblest apologies for the offering being made so late, but we have an extra special one this month! She is young and beautiful, I’m sure you will love her.” The nobleman continued to yell out all sorts of praises to make you seem more valuable like you were a cow being sold at a farmers market. Nothing but a piece of meat.

The knights let you down in front of a large oak tree. You were barely standing on your own due to being so light-headed, so one of the knights held you up by your hair to keep you straight. 

“Stand up girl, we need to tie you up correctly.” He smirked, handing you your satchel letting out a snicker, and mumbling something along with the likes of ‘just as I promised'.

Just the feeling of the thick rope made you flinch and let out another cry. The whole time you had been trying to convince yourself that this was all a nightmare but the rough, prickly texture of the rope stained with the blood of past victims caused you to come crashing back to Earth. 

“Please no! Please don't do this!”

Just before the night could tie you, a loud, thunderous growl shook through the forest. Quickly you dropped to your knees and covered your head as a means of defense, not daring to look up. You didn’t want to look into the eyes of the creature that you would meet your demise. 

“Beast please! Calm down we are not late, she is right there!” The nobleman screamed in terror. Loud crashing could be heard as the knights quickly ran in the direction of the nobleman and the sound of metal bounced off the trees. 

‘They had drawn their swords?’ You questioned, slowly beginning to crawl away to not draw attention, your injured leg making little room for other means of movement. ‘Don’t look back, just go!’

Screams and cries could be heard as well as the terrifying snarls. The noise quickly ended with the gurgle-like choking of the men and the smell of metal filling the air. The Beast had won. 

Once you felt like the distance you had crawled was far enough you quickly stood up despite the excruciating sensation in your lower muscles and sprinted as fast as you could with your injury, satchel waving widely in the air. ‘Don’t look back!’

But it seemed the temptation got the best of you. 

Behind you was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen. A pair of striking sterling blue eyes stared back, completely focused on your manner. It had seemed the beast was analyzing your soul with the way it locked onto you, drinking every detail of your body. 

The eyes belonged to an absolutely enormous canine-like creature, standing proudly with its head reaching just below your collar bone, paws bigger than your own hands. Its body was covered in thick dark grey fur, buffy white facial markings outlining its chest, snout (its white color now lost after being stained with the blood of the horrid men who had stolen you), and expressive brows which scrunched slightly. 

The creature was almost certainly a wolf if it wasn't for the massive size, large protruding fangs, and bulging muscles that seemed to be way too broad for a normal animal. Not to mention the fact its eyes held a human-like expression of longing. 

You had run for merely thirty seconds before the wolf abandoned his kill and tackled you to the ground leaving you landing face-first on the forest floor. The wolf’s massive paws crushed your shoulders to the point you let out a shriek are you fell. 

You began squirming and yelling, hoping it would be enough to scare it off. After all, most animals were more scared of you than you were of them, right? If that was true, this gigantic dog would be pissing its pants. 

“W-wait..,” You panted heavily, you wasted too much energy trying to escape the knights, and now with the wolf crushing your lungs and preventing airflow, you were left weak. 

You had expected a quick death, maybe a single bite to your head or neck, but not the wolf pressing its cold wet nose into the crevice of your neck and inhaling deeply. You remained quiet, listening as the wolf let out short huffing noises. 

Deciding to test your limits, you wiggled your shoulders slightly, causing the wolf to pull its massive head back an inch but not make any sounds of aggression like you were expecting. Very slowly, throughout what felt like forever, you were able to free yourself from the creature's pressure and sit up facing it, however, one of its giant paws remained on your injured leg. 

The wolf ducked its head down lightly and stuck out its tongue, as if to show you it was not going to hurt you, before liking the trail of blood that had pooled from the deep gash you had earned. You let out a gasp as your cut right before your eyes began to scab over from the touch of the beast's soft tongue. 

The wolf seemed to stair you down, both perplexed and infatuated with you. You didn’t know how to carry on from here.

“Just what are you?” 

The wolf seemed to look around ashamed, licking its lips to get the last of the blood that remained, both from your leg and the men. That's right, how could you forget? the wolf made it easy to forget how dangerous and terrifying it was five seconds ago with how docile it acted now.

You were grateful for this moment of silence, using it to take notice of your surroundings and calm the rapid beat in your chest. The mist of the forest calmed your hot cheeks and irritated skin and the strong smell of pine soothed your raw throat. You took big gulps of the cold, refreshing air. 

Suddenly you realized you still had your satchel containing the food you had packed. You didn’t know what was going to happen in these next few hours, so you decided to find some comfort in the treats. 

Looking inside the bag you saw that most of the food was destroyed from all the running and tackling, however one was still good enough to eat, a single raspberry danish you had made fresh this morning. 

You took a single bite and let out a sigh of contentment as the flavors melt on your tongue. Your gaze lifted back to the wolf who looked at you curiously, head titled with one ear pointed out. “You want one?” You asked softly.

Quickly you raked your brain trying to figure out if the danish had contained anything harmful to the creature, which you later realized was a dumb move considering it would have benefited you if it were to drop dead. You broke off a piece of the sweet, holding your hand out to the beast. “You’re very lucky I didn’t drizzle chocolate on it,” you chuckled at your remark, which the beast instantly perked up and began to thump its tail rapidly on the ground at the sound. 

It seemed to like you. 

“Come here, Wolfie. It’s okay, you can take it.” You affirmed, watching in awe as it cautiously opened its mouth to bite the sweet before retracting back and smacking its lips. Its tail wagging only seemed to increase tenfold.

At that moment you were no longer afraid of the beast, but rather a burning curiosity had been ignited. You wondered what this creature's intentions were? Where had it come from? Why on Earth was it terrorizing your village? But your questions were put aside when you jumped from a sudden voice, deep and raspy, sounding as if it had surrounded you from all angles. 

“Thank you...”

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M!Werewolf x F!Reader

Description: You had lived a quiet life in your village, scraping by without drawing too much attention on yourself, but it would see that wasn’t enough. This year, you had been chosen to be sacrificed to The Beast, a large, canine-like monster that had been terrorizing your village to the point that the only thing that calmed it was the sacrifice of a human female. Just how do you plan to survive?

Rating: Fluff, Angst

Disclaimer: Cynophobia, Lupophobia, Misogyny, Violence, Non-Descriptive Death,  Abuse of Power

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Hi!! so more david drawings but I wanted to try to do something for the david self shippers/ yume shippers as well!! :3c

this drawing is basically david and your oc being silly and in love<3

i made this a while back but forgot abt it

+ close up of moon :33

BALD Y/N BALD Y/N BALD Y/N

Featuring mechanic y/n as a figure study

The ferrofluid boys are back for some cuddles~

Rendering these kind of spikes again was so nice! I have not drawn this design enough,, they're so fun :'p

Have you missed the goopy boys @naffeclipse?

concept/possible maybe/maybe not doots for a scene much later in SL

bonus memery from stream:

A better Solar Lunacy Y/N ref sheet + some random doodled Y/Ns :P

I cheated the background cuz fuck backgrounds >:(

While reading @bamsara 's fanfic solar lunacy i thought what if y/n was the unhinged one instead of moon n sun? So I drew sum based off that idea rlly been enjoying the fanfic highly recommend 👌

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[dni minors, dni blogs that have no 18+ age listed in their bio] astarion x trans man! reader/tav /// smut, dysphoria comfort, reader's chest is un-described and untouched, reader has a vulva, soft dom top astarion, bottom reader

whenever there's a day when you feel off, wrong, you're hyper aware of your body and how it doesn't feel right to you, he'll notice. perhaps not at first, but the way your posture is different, the way you reject and shy away from his touch, don't flush or scowl at his flirting.

it's late when he decides he has to ask you what's wrong, him not being used to having others to care about, to worry for.

"have i done something wrong?" his voice is quiet and yet it startles you from your thoughts.

"no? no, of course no," guilt festers in you. "i'm sorry."

"there's no need to apologise, darling. as i've been told by someone quite dear to me, there's nothing wrong with not wanting to be touched."

"it's not that. i do, i," you breathe. "i want you to touch me quite badly."

"then i don't understand."

his fingers twitch, wanting to reach for you as your eyes flicker to the mirror across the room.

"when you look at me... what do you see? that is, i mean... you could have anyone you wanted, and i know what you'll say to that. and i believe you. that you want me. i just, sometimes it's hard thinking about the men you've been with, hells just men in general, and then... how they compare to... me. because sometimes, sometimes it's hard to see myself as... as..."

you trail off, aware of your shaking breath, aware of the wetness on your eyelashes, aware that you want to bury yourself against him but find yourself scared.

just as you start to wonder if you've ruined something, his hands hover by your face, not touching, waiting. and so you nod, and his he cups his palms against your cheeks, tilting your head to look at him.

"my sweet boy."

those words and his voice make everything the smallest bit better, you hold back a sob and place your head into the crook of his neck. him calling you a boy both soothing and comforting, but also always slightly arouses you.

"you know i love you? exactly as you are, because of who you are."

"i know."

he raises one of your hands to his lips and kisses it.

"would you let me show you?"

he's not used to being so careful with someone else, not that he hasn't been gentle before but it's never been out of his own desire to cherish the person he's with. but perhaps he can understand, in his own way, feeling disconnected to your own body.

"you're such a handsome man, such a pretty boy. and aren't i ever so lucky. when i was a child i would fantasize about some dashing prince, but i could have never imagined i'd find one like you. you're far lovelier than any dream. you're real. and for some unknown reason managed to see something good in me. you're the most incredible person i've ever met, and i'm going to help you see that."

your shirt stays on if you wish it, as much as he loves every inch of your body, and will continue to regardless of if it stays as it is, or if parts of it change. but he wants you to be comfortable.

he kisses you, trailing down from your lips to your neck, never meaning to get carried away there but always does. you find it hard to mind though as he kisses, teeth nipping but not drinking, leaving faint little marks. he likes leaving marks on you, a reminder that you're here, that you're proud to be with him.

his hands slide down your sides, over your stomach, they pull at the laces of your trousers, sliding them off you legs, leaving your bottom half bare, waiting for his attention.

you flush as he maintains eye contact with you as he slides a hand under your ankle, then down your leg as his mouth moves with it, kissing you calf, next to your knee, up your thigh. and if there's more to grab there, he reveals in it, adoring any curves, your softness. he pauses when he reaches the top of your thigh and chuckles, smirks to himself

"such a sensitive boy, i haven't even touched you anywhere intimate yet and look," you gasped as he glides a couple of fingers between your folds and then holds them up. "already wet for me."

he slides his fingers back against you, teasing around you before thrusting in, curling them upwards as he lowers his head.

"we get be neglecting your cock can we darling? it's straining so hard. and just because it looks different than mine, doesn't make it less of a cock, does it?"

he stays blinking up at you until he realise he wants an answer and you shake your head no.

"good boy, that's right," he purrs and you want to feel condescended, but you just whine, flushing hot, wanting to be good for him, wanting to be his good boy, wanting him to call you that again. "and what shall we do with your pretty cock? shall i suck you off?"

you nod your head, eyes pleading with him and he laughs, not to make fun of you, but because your neediness, your eagerness for him endears him.

"very well then," his lips close around your cock, sucking and suctioning while his fingers continue to stroke inside you, your hands slip into his hair and tug accidentally and he moans around you.

"cheeky boy," he pulls back. "do you wish to come like this or..."

"fuck me," you say, and then. "please? please, astarion, i need you."

astarion always flushes when you tell him you need him. he slides up your body, "i suppose i shouldn't tease, you've been deprived of my touch all week, my poor boy thinking he didn't deserve this. don't worry, i'll fuck you like need."

his cock slips between you, holding you close, kissing your neck, hands stroking your waist as he pushes inside of you,

"that's it, such a good boy. always taking me so well," he loses control of his voice as he fucks you, murmuring praises as his hips snap against you, letting you tug him up to kiss you, pressing one of your hands down into the pillow so he can hold it.

he tells you that you're a good as you both come, he tells you that you're a good boy as you twitch, oversensitive, as he cleans you off, and he tells you that you're a good boy as you drift off in his arms.

I actually like these MC concepts for Blackberry Winter. It gave me kind off stylistic challenge

Sword of Damocles (Full Comic)

Why didn’t I post the full comic from the start? Because I’m that extra and I needed to adjust myself to the posting system of posting on Tumblr after being absent for few years

Sword of Damocles (6/6)

Sword of Damocles (5/6)