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man i do not vibe w those posts that are in all the x reader tags like

he kisses you and has a big dick and loves you a whole lot. the perfect man and he is yours.

— MICKY MOUSE, star lord, bernie sanders, DARTH MAUL

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Redrawing that one scene from the movie , but he ends up looking at you 🤨

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good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

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—hotel, motel, holiday inn!

pairing: pro hero!bakugo x sidekick!reader

warnings: smut, fem!reader, power imbalance (bakugo is reader’s boss), name-calling (princess, slut), unsafe sex (no condom), breeding/creampie, use of ‘pussy’ and ‘cunt’

a/n: you’d never expect pitbull lyrics to be the title of a fic but here we are.

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As soon as Bakugo opens the door to the hotel room, you run and flop onto the bed, face first.

“Fuckkk.” You groan into the mattress, letting your body relax and sink into the bed. Your muscles were aching, each cord straining from the amount of physical activity you endured on the mission.

“Get the fuck up.” Bakugo snarls behind you. “You’re getting the sheets all dirty. ‘M not sleeping in your filth.”

You turn your head to prop yourself up, matching his glare. “And who’s fault is that for asking for a room with one bed?”

Bakugo grabs the back of your suit and pulls you up with inhumane strength, ignoring the yelp you let out at the force. “Go shower while I call the agency to update them. And don’t you dare fuckin’ use all the hot water.”

“Yes, sir.”

You head to the bathroom, not before sticking your tongue out at him and catching him rolling his eyes in exasperation. But truly, it was a much needed shower. You grimace at the sight of dark blood and dirt draining down, taking an extra long time to scrub the soap against your skin.

With a towel wrapped up around your body, you head back into the room while Bakugo slips around you to take the shower. Soon, with your hair dried and body clad in pajamas, you lay on the bed again. A yawn bubbles its way past your lips, and you close your eyes, ready for sleep to take you captive.

That is until the bathroom door opens, and you crack open an eye to catch a glimpse of the Pro Hero.

Steam curls around his body as he walks to the dresser. His towel is wrapped tightly around his waist and does not leaving much to the imagination— not that you mind, glancing at the thick shadow between his legs. His body is tanned, muscles defined and dripping with droplets of water. His hair isn’t in its usual mess, water weighing it down and making him look sexier than usual.

You’ve been Bakugo’s sidekick for about a year now. The relationship between you and him is blurred, with the two of you casually hooking up a handful of times. But he tends to initiate it, holding the power of whatever the two of you have. Right now, as you squeeze your thighs to watch him slip on a pair of boxers, you wonder whether it’s your turn to make the move.

He clicks off the lights and slides into bed next to you, only a dim lamp illuminating the room.

“Dynamight.” You whisper a few moments later, fingers trailing up his bare arm.

“What?” With a grumble, he turns his head to face you. “You got a nightmare or something? Need a bedtime story?”

You frown, pursing your lips. “Do you live to annoy me?”

“I could ask you the same question. What the fuck do you want?”

“You.”

He takes a sharp inhale as your hand moves from his arm to his chest before heading south. You toy with the waistband of his boxers, tugging and letting it snap back. Before you can slide your palm onto the growing bulge under his boxers, he grasps your hand and pushes you back down into the mattress. He gets up to straddle you, pupils blown out in a wild look of lust.

“So fuckin’ needy.” Bakugo notes, watching your hips grind against the bare knee that he presses between your legs. “Y’know…” His voice lowers to a gruff whisper. “These walls are paper thin. How would you feel when your moans are trending on Twitter because some freak in the room next to us decided to record it?”

“I’ll be quiet.” You whisper back. “Promise. Just… want you inside me.”

Bakugo raises a brow, not believing you. But he pulls down your sleeping shorts and panties in one go, helping you out of your shirt. He aligns himself against your slit, but not before giving you a warning glance. Stay quiet.

You hold your breath as he pushes in.

Having silent sex— while super difficult, you think, biting down on your bottom lip so hard you think you’ll bleed out— is thrilling. You feel like your nerves are on fire, and all you can do is lay there quietly, taking in each and every thrust Bakugo gives you.

Once Bakugo finds his pace, you find it harder to hold back your vocal cords. “Ah, K-Katsuki.” You moan, grasping the sheets between your fingers. “Cover my mouth.”

He looks up from your pussy to give you a sadistic smile, all teeth. His canines practically glint in the light. “Nah. Do it yourself.”

He really does live to annoy you, you think. You slap a hand over your mouth as he purposely drives his cock in a little harder, a little further, right up against your sweet spot. Squeals erupt in your throat but you’re forced to squash them down, the threat of getting caught causing the knot inside of you to tighten quick.

You wonder how Bakugo is able to keep in his groans and grunts. He’s typically vocal in bed, calling you names from his pretty princess to his slutty girl. Now, he just clenches his jaw, occasionally smirking when he sees how difficult it is for you to be quiet.

Your legs hang over his shoulders limply, his palms easily circling your ankles. Each time you squeeze around him, he tightens his hold— both as a warning to you and to steady himself.

Bakugo changes his pace, slowing down but thrusting in deeper. The motion makes you gasp, hand flying down to press your fingers against his lower abdomen.

Immediately, he stops. Red eyes glow in anger as they glare down at you. “Move your fuckin’ hand.”

You shake your head, eyes watering as you plead. “Katsuki, please. It’s too deep—”

He bends down, near inches away from your lips. “I said, move”— his thumb comes down to harshly press down on your clit— “your fuckin’ hand. I won’t ask again.”

Your eyes go wide. The authority in Bakugo’s voice reminds you of your position— his sidekick. He is your boss, technically, and you’re forced to obey. Hand shaking, you pull it back and rest it back against the bed.

He’s harder now, meaner, trying his best to get you to make noise. A few yelps escape, so you’re left to bite your fist, teeth scraping against your skin with every push of his cock. However, there is nothing you can do to stop the sound of your cunt squelching from your arousal, soaking the sheets below you.

“Can’t even keep quiet, ha?” Bakugo mumbles, fingers pulling at your clit, flicking it back and forth with his thumb. “Slutty pussy ‘s making so much noise.”

“God, Kats, ‘m gonna cum!” You whine, reaching out to squeeze his bicep. “Please, please, plea—”

In an act of mercy, Bakugo hovers down over you, his rough palm covering your mouth so that you can scream into it. He watches with satisfaction at how your eyebrows furrow, how your eyelids squeeze shut and your back arches as the orgasm flutters through your body.

He feels it, too, right in his cock. Just moments after your high ends, Bakugo buries his head in the curve between your neck and shoulder, biting to cover his groan.

The two of you lay there, panting, sweating, and wrapped in each other’s warmth.

“Y’know…” Bakugo grunts as he pulls out, hissing as he sees his cum dribble out of your folds. “We really shouldn’t be doing this anymore.”

You try to hide your disappointment. “Oh?”

He catches your look. “Didn’t mean it like that.” He rolls over onto his back, staring at the ceiling. “I like ya, alright. I just don’t want to keep taking you in alleyways and empty conference rooms and shit motel beds.”

“Oh.” You can’t stop the corners of your lips from lifting. “Oh.”

“Is that all you’re going to fuckin’ say? Christ, could they not find me a more competent sidekick—”

“Hey!” You punch him in his shoulder, not really causing any damage. “I’m a great fucking sidekick!”

It truly is a wonder when the Bakugo Katsuki, the Great Explosion Murder God, levels you with a small smile. Minuscule, but genuine.

When he doesn’t speak, you huff. “You aren’t going to say anything?”

“Go to sleep.” He rolls over, closing his eyes. “We’ll fuckin’ deal with it tomorrow.”

“So much for sleeping in my filth.”

“Go to fuckin’ sleep.”

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for the ask game, can I get bakugou and "you look so good with your hands around my throat" 💗💗

oh god yeah you can

bakugou x reader - minors DNI, cws hatefucking, choking, bakugou threatens some light ncon breeding but doesn't follow through, cumshot, and then he's sweet ish at the end. dom bakugou sub reader but no titles used. degredation, praise.

"So sick of your shit," He growls in your ear, "Askin' me tough questions on live fuckin' tv," you feel his teeth sink into your neck, hear the lewd squelch of his cock in your pussy, "Gonna be a sweet girl for me from now on, aintcha?"

"Y-yeah," you manage, barely breathing, staring up at the pro hero who currently had you pinned against a wall in an alley outside the nicest restaurant in the city. He follows your eyes to the street and chuckles, thrusting up cruelly and pulling a harsh cry from your lips.

"You don't want anyone to see," he taunts you, "Anyone could walk by, and my rep," he chuckles, "I could fuckin' take it but you, you'd never fuckin' work again huh, takin' some hero cock in an alley, some kinda respectable," he reaches a hand up and wraps it around your throat, "Respectable reporter you are, huh?" You whimper, your hands flying to his wrist, but he doesn't move, and your struggling does nothing against the iron of his muscles. "Relax, princess," he says, spitting the second word like an insult. "I ain't gonna hurtcha, we're just gonna play a little game, hm, you wanna play a game with me?" You nod.

"Yes, I'll," you moan, interrupting your own sentence as he starts to choke you, just a little.

"Dirty fuckin' slut." He rolls his eyes. "Knew you'd like that shit, tell ya what, every time you cum on my cock, you owe me a goddamn favor." You whimper again. "Good, sounds like you understand." He picks up the pace then, cutting off your breathing sporadically, bringing tears to your eyes and then letting you breathe at the last possible second. You feel him palm your breasts through your dress, letting out a soft groan of his own when you clench down on him.

"You gonna cum, stupid?" Your eyes flutter shut as you nod, "You know if you cum," you feel his lips on your jaw, his teeth on your neck, "You know if you cum I fuckin' own you, right? You know that?"

"Mhm," you whimper, arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer, your nails digging into his muscled back through his suit.

"That's it," he says, feeling you clench down on him, releasing some of the pressure on your wind pipe, he reaches down between your legs, watching your back arch off the wall and starts rubbing at your clit. It's so gratifying, he thinks, watching you self destruct, watching you melt in front of him, go from someone cold and intelligent to this filthy wanton mess.

You hiccup, a wet, sad little sound, and he adjusts you, releasing your throat and lifting you off the ground, hands sinking into the plush of your thighs as he lifts you off your feet, holding you up and bouncing you up and down on his cock himself, feeling the way you cling to him, face buried in his neck.

"F-fuck," you choke out, "Dynamight, I'm gonna-"

"That's two favors." He rasps, "You sure you wanna, you wanna cum so bad you wanna-" you cut him off, nipping at his neck, tears welling in your eyes as you cum a second time. He feels the wetness and pulls your face out of his neck, bracing your body against the wall. "So pretty like this," he manages, his words more of a hushed gasp than a confession, "Should, should go on air like this sometime-"

"Shut up," you whine, and he laughs meanly.

"Shouldn't have said that." He says, "Shouldn't have said that at all," you feel him pick up the pace, and he stops talking, fucking you through at least one more orgasm before you feel his thrusts get sporadic.

"Pull out," you say, a degree of urgency to your voice.

"Nah." Bakugou growls. "Not gonna."

"Please," you beg, squirming a little in his iron hold, "Please I'm not-"

"Not on birth control," he grunts, "But ya let a pro fucken hero fuck you raw in an alleyway, real smart princess,"

"Please," you plead, and he shakes his head.

"M'so close," he grunts, and you can feel it, he is, you watch his teeth sink into his lower lip and feel a wave of desperation.

"Cum on my face instead!" You offer, "Please, Dynamight I-" He makes some kind of a strangled noise and moves you so quickly you barely realize what's happening, just feel your knees hit the pavement.

"Mouth open." He snaps, and you obey, closing your eyes as he cums hard, and so loudly you nearly jump at the rough, ugly sound. You feel it hit your face, and swallow the cum that lands in your mouth. "Good girl," you hear, and open your eyes to see him towering over you, bracing one thick arm against the wall. He reaches down and starts wiping at your face with a handkerchief. "It woulda been funny to leave ya like this," he says, a good natured smile tugging at his lips, "But lucky for you I'm a fuckin' gentlemen, huh?" You nod, not quite capable of speech.

"Alright," he grunts, lifting you to your feet. "How 'bout I call us a car huh?" Your legs wobble and you collapse against his chest before righting yourself, leaning against the wall and picking your purse up from where you'd put it down reluctantly on the ground.

"I can get home," you whisper, and he rolls his eyes. "I can get myself home."

"I know you can," he rolls his eyes, "But we're goin' back to my place."

"Oh?" You lift your head, raising your eyebrows. He just scoffs and takes his jacket off, wrapping it around your shoulders.

"You heard me." He grins at you. "I own you now." You shiver. "Been thinkin' about puttin' ya in your place for a while, and you think I'm just gonna let you go home and never call me? Fuck off." He takes his phone out. "I'm callin' a car, and you're gonna take a shower at my place, sound good?" There's a pause and you realize this is your chance, that if you want to say no, he's giving you the option.

"Sounds good." You whisper, folding your body into his.

"Atta girl." He wraps an arm around your waist. "Atta fuckin' girl."

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Chapters 352 &

362.

I’m struggling to exist rn. Help.

WHY?!??!

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《 RYOUMEN SUKUNA 》

For the lovely @suknas

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Yuji switching with sukuna so you can spend some time with you're curse king.

I had to redo this three times just to get the lighting and the background I wanted.

@sukunastoy @poe-daydreams @yuujispinkhair

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ALL THAT GLITTERS

dabi x afab!reader

synopsis: when your estranged boyfriend humiliates you in front of the entire student body, the shame you feel is almost unbearable. thankfully one of his frat mates is there to be a welcomed distraction.

tags/warnings: MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI. smut, angst, oral (f!receiving), fingering, hate fuck, closet sex, semi-public, all characters portrayed here are adults, dabi identity spoilers

notes: this is the result of me staying up late last night and randomly thirsting for this man – so i’ll post this and then run away immediately after. also, this is semi-edited but i most likely missed something. w/c: 4k

Every school has its golden couple. You know them well. They’re the pair that will stay together all through college, eventually get married, and live happily ever after in a large house with their equally large number of children. You’ve seen them in the courtyard － hands clasped together in a perfect fit － you’ve seen them in your classes, effortlessly answering questions while sliding each other knowing looks － and you’ve definitely seen them at all the parties, their equally as nauseating friend group fawning over their relationship.

You know them. Everybody knows them. How could you not know them? Their lives are perfect, their friends are perfect, and their looks are perfect. They are perfect, popular, admired, and most importantly, in love.

Or at least, they were.

Keep reading

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pocket pals !

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Hello, um for the kink event, can i possibly get a degration kink w/ bakugou?? if not then all's good. Keep up the great work ^^

»——⍟——««A/n: sorry this took so long

Warnings⚠️: use of “slut” and “whore”

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You’re not one to lose your temper or get excessively upset. You never really had time to since you’re always extinguishing Katsuki’s rage.

But that doesn’t mean you don’t have your moments. After a while even you get fed up and can’t take it anymore.

That stupid hero. She comes from America and she thinks she’s so amazing. And then she has the nerve to flirt with your husband. Who does she think she is?

You’re fuming, livid, the type of mad that Katsuki gets and then rails your brains out to blow off the steam.

It works for him, it’ll work for you.

“That slut.” Words fall from your mouth like a stream as you bounce on Katsuki’s cock. “S-she thinks she’s so great. Coming int-to my agency,” you stutter every now and then, ranting and upset but continuing to bounce.

Your rhythm is fast, Katsuki was slightly surprised by how rough you were, how fast you took charge and started riding him. He wraps his hands around your waist, not to take control, but to make sure you’re stable as you ride his cock, not wanting it to slip out and throw you off rhythm.

“Ugh!” you groan, “I hate her! A-and then she goes after you. I gave h-her one warning. Next time I-I’ll punch her. I will make a scene i-in front of everyone.”

Katsuki pays attention to what you’re saying, he can’t help but listen to it. You never talked to people like that, you never were so upset that he could almost see the anger oozing out of you.

Seeing you panting above him, curses and anger falling from your mouth, it’s a turn on.

He’s listening, and so is his cock. It’s twitching and throbbing, and he’s closing to cumming. He doesn’t have time to say anything before you sputter on. You pant, “That whore! She wants you, she wants you bad. But she can’t have you. You’re mine.”

That was it. That did it. Katsuki tried hard to hold back the sinful noise that was leaving his mouth. He was able to stop it, but it was already to late to where you heard it. It sounded like a groan, but also like a whimper, plus the touch of desperation as he tries hard not to cum.

All to no avail, and as you bounce you suddenly feel the familiar feeling of his cum shooting inside you, painting your walls as you focus to look at him, seeing the redness in his face and the way he strains.

A smirk grows across your lips.

You lean down and grab his chin, wanting his attention. His eyes peek open at you as he pants to catch his breath.

“What? You like that? You like when I get mad?”

“I-“

You interrupt. “When I talk mean?” You start moving your hips, grinding on him, feeling his cock continue to twitch. “You want me to talk like that to you? To say that you’re mine. You’re my whore.”

You don’t miss how his eyes roll back, his hips doing a sudden buck into you, his cock already hardened again. Yeah, you could have fun with this.

Kink Event - closed

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dear writers who are slower/take more time with their writing or writers who are on hiatus or writers who are trying to find their voice again, i see you and i love you and you are valid

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