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ꪆ୧ — now seating .ᐟ യ˙˖ 𖥾

❛ 𝑫𝑰𝑻 𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑭 ᝰ

01 — i make content for fem-bodied readers.

02 — i have no upload schedule.

03 — i’m currently focusing on nsfw content, so minors and anyone who may be uncomfortable, please do not interact.

04 — i’m not taking requests but my ask box is open.

❛ 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑺 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑻𝑺 ᝰ

01 — devil’s daydream.

02 — choco chat cookies.

03 — lemon love letters.

04 — m.list meringue.

05 — raspberry reading room.

۫ ✺ 🍮˚⁎ © butterfly-bakery﹗☕️ ⁺˳ ❊

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bakugou look like he blow snot rockets i’m sorry

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grand masterlist.

🍰 — attack on titan

🍰 — monsters

🍰 — my hero academia

© jellyppang. you do not have permission to repost, translate, modify, monetize or plagiarize my work in any way on any platform.

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dining menu.

1 — i make content for fem-bodied readers. 2 — i’m an irresponsible student with no upload schedule. 3 — i don’t have any sfw content available at the moment so minors, please do not interact. 4 — i’m not taking requests but my ask box is open.

💭 — thought bubble

🗯 — chat bubble

💌 — love letters

🍰 — masterlists

📚 — reading room (mdni)

© kerocream. you do not have permission to repost, translate, modify, monetize or plagiarize my work in any way on any platform.

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mdni ## breeder balls midoriya. hot, heavy sack beating against your ass in tandem with his angry mushroom tip pressing kiss after kiss after kiss on your cervix, threatening to breech the tiny inner ring to your womb. wet, sticky strings of diamonds and pearls — evidence of previous orgasms — connect his skin to yours. loving emerald eyes trace the ever shifting bulge of his cock through your stomach as he spears you over and over, pressing down with a warm, scarred hand to your tummy to make you impossibly tighter. you're so soft, so warm and pliant. the way you sob and beg beneath him has his head spinning. he has so, so much love for you and you feel it in his next load.

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i whole-heartedly felt that. Hanges got me wrapped around their finger omg

i’m so ready to put my main wip on hold just to write for them, you have no idea. mdni.

i’m craving semi-service, soft dom hange. curious, gracious, and excitable as ever as they study your body, testing your limits, switching between different toys, techniques, and positions. stretching you out, sucking you dry, and reveling in the way you crumble just for them. they’ll give you whatever you want — if you can muster the courage to ask — but until then, they’ll fuck you as they see fit.

nevertheless, they’re beyond sweet to you — letting you how good you’re taking it, how sweet you taste, how beautiful you look, giggling into your shoulder as you gush on their fingers. they’re so fascinated by your pretty moans and their clit throbs as you buck in their lap with another squirting orgasm at the onslaught of praise and stimuli.

hange loves you, adores you. they’re so addicted to you — obsessed, even. and as soon as you can think straight, you’ll be sure to tell them you feel the same. that they’re all you want, all you think about. but even if you forget, it’s okay. they know. they know.

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i want hange to fuck a baby into me i said what i said

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mdni ## your fave eating you out and just getting so fucking pussy drunk — your scent. your flavor. your moans and sobs. the glittering slickness of your cute, greedy little cunt. the lewd squelch of their fingers as they massage the spot that has your toes curling over their shoulders, hips stuttering against their eager mouth, knees shaking as you brace yourself for another orgasm — that they completely forget they were supposed to fuck you.

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order. untitled zombie smut (wip).

flavor. explicit. mdni.

customer. fem-bodied reader (no pronouns).

memo. i’m so excited for this one. i’m in my second draft and i think it’s coming out really well. i can’t wait to share it, stay tuned <3

you don’t pull apart as you journey to a nearby workbench, heavy boots unwary as they follow your loving lead. the table announces itself, clutter settling as you bump against it. quickly you strip and hop up, parting your legs and keeping the feverish kiss and he can’t help but grind into you. you feel him throb in his pants at the moan that leaves you when he slips his large purple tongue in your mouth. wan’, want, “want!” he groans into you as best he can. you can’t understand him, but he can tell by the way you let him tongue-fuck your mouth that you want him, too.

a string of spit connects your lips before snapping as he pulls away to lick a hot wet stripe up your neck. he bites and sucks down your chest, hunching over to abuse your tits between his teeth as he ruts against your still clothed pussy. you move your hips with his, aching for friction. “please,” you beg with a breathy whine as you reach for his belt. “wan’chu, wan’ it so bad.”

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order. closet pervert deku.

flavor. explicit. mdni.

customer. fem-bodied reader (no pronouns).

closet pervert deku who . . .

always wants to partner up and be around you.

everyone thinks he has the cutest lil crush !

always wants to share with you, especially his food and drinks since he’s too shy to ask for anything more than an indirect kiss.

goes red every time he sees you because you because you’re just so fucking hot !

pretends to drop his pencil just so he can peak up your skirt.

sneaks panty shots. he has a whole folder in phone dedicated to ‘em.

keeps a journal of all his sick fantasies: the things he’d do and say to you, the things he’d make you do for him.

can’t wait for you to fall asleep during your study date so he can rummage through your things and pocket one of your panties.

has to collect himself when sparring or training with you and often runs to fuck his fist in the shower afterward.

recalls your praise when he’s beating his cock. your smile was so sincere when you said you thought he was smart and strong and brave and cute and fuckfuckfuck !

melts when you hug him. the feeling of your warm tits against him is what gets him through the week.

sometimes feels guilty for objectifying you, for twisting your kindness into something that fuels his depravity. post nut clarity.

can’t wait for the day your pussy replaces his hand.

© kerocream. you do not have permission to repost, translate, modify, monetize or plagiarize my work in any way on any platform.

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writing practice & self indulgence. 🍈🗯