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I’m thinking many unholy thoughts.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!tengen uzui, dom!reader (no pronouns or anatomy mentioned), anal fingering (m!receiving), degradation, very brief mention of fisting, don't look at me don't look at me don't look at me-

thinkin’ about fingering tengen. he’s bent over the edge of the bed, arms bound in rope behind his back, dick trapped between the mattress and his tummy. your hand smoothes over his tender ass, reddened from spankings that still have him dazed and drooling into the sheets. he groans hoarsely when you spread him open and smooth a slicked thumb over his taint, teasing over his rim until he’s squirming impatiently.

your thumb presses in just past your knuckle, and he curses, cock aching. you tease him with your shortest finger, which slides in with practically no resistance.

"such a slutty body. you suck my fingers in without a problem at all. have you been playing with yourself without me or are you just that much of a whore?" you taunt, and his hole clenches down around your digits as you stuff him full of two fingers.

"fffuck," he groans hoarsely, magenta eyes rolling back as your fingertips press deliberately against his prostate, hardly having to feel around before you find your mark. you might even know his body better than he does, which says a lot about a man so obsessed with himself. "makin' my brain melt, baby."

"as if you had one to start," you tease, and he would pout if you weren't stretching out his ass, scissoring your fingers to make room for more to stuff in him. you add a third and his jaw goes slack, beginning to mindlessly hump his rigid hardness against the futon.

"ass up. you'll cum from me touching you here or you won't cum at all," you grunt sternly, but he all but ignores you. you deliver a harsh slap to his toned ass that tenses and relaxes with every desperate thrust. he whines, and finally listens, spreading his knees and pushing his ass up into the air. his heavy cock bobs between his muscular thighs, purpling at the tip and dripping pre.

you reward him with a fourth finger, and he feels so full he fears he might tear, but the wet friction of your lubed fingers pumping in and out of him hurts so good. he makes a raspy, kicked-puppylike sound when you remove your fingers to retrieve more lubricant.

"i wonder if i could fit my whole hand in you," you chuckle in a husky tone, pupils blown wide at the sight of your fingers sinking in and out of his pretty hole. his rim stretched out from the four fingers you're mercilessly fucking him with. tengen moans desperately at your lewd words, and with a violent shudder he spills all over the bedsheets.

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Once again, she has provided 🧎🏽‍♀️

Silver Linings Playbook | Shigaraki x Chubby! Reader

Summary; Shiggy’s got a dirty secret and well, you’ll make the most of it.

Warnings; smut, sub! Shigaraki/dom! reader, P in V, panty sniffing(quite a bit), masturbation, spit kink, scent kink? (Not proofread)

Sn: this was originally requested by anon but I could never do the request justice fr, but I hope you like it!

He knows he’s utterly depraved, but he can’t help himself.

Ever since he’d first stumbled upon your discarded underwear, he’d made it a habit to pick up the piece of fabric.

At first, he hadn’t even thought of sniffing them, content with the feel of it rubbing against his aching cock, imagining it was you sliding up and down his dick. He thought of cumming into the fabric, before having you step into them, his warm seed settling onto your cunt. The perverseness of it.

But then, during one of usual escapades, he accidentally dropped the sullied undergarment on his face. The scent of your juices sent a shiver down his spine and it didn’t take long before his cock was pulsing, body tensing as his cum splattered against his abdomen.

He needed more.

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You enjoyed this little cat and mouse game you were playing. 

At first, you were a bit annoyed. He stole some of your favorite pairs! But after a while, you began to feel flattered. 

It’s not often you find out your boss uses your panties to get off.

So you decided to indulge him, even occasionally rubbing your clit through the material, your juices leaving behind a sticky mess. However, you were starting to become restless.

It might be time to make things a bit more interesting.

— —

You figured the best way to get what you want is to “stumble” on him snatching them up, and you knew just when to do it.

Typically, you and Toga would head out, steal a few things you’d had your eyes on, stir up some trouble for some heroes then find your way back. Enough time to slip in and out, his prize tucked securely in his pocket.

So imagine his surprise when just as he’s about to pick up the heavenly piece of fabric, he hears your voice behind him.

“Well, well, well. What’s this we have here? Boss man stealing my panties?” You tsk, circling him. He avoids eye contact, ashamed at being caught red-handed. “I was just-” “What do you do with them?” You interrupt. Shigaraki stares up at you aghast, sputtering over his words, “W-what? I- you-” You cup his chin, focusing his gaze on you, “I said, what do you do with them? Show me.” 

You walk towards your bed, situating yourself comfortably, patiently waiting for the show to begin.

Shigaraki is nervous, of course he is, but his cock has also never been harder, your words going straight to his dick. He takes his time, slowly peeling away his shirt, and jeans, but he hesitates when he gets to his boxers. “Give them to me.” He hears you say, no, demand. He bristles, looking up at you with wide eyes, seemingly just noticing you’ve forgone your clothes too. “What? You can have mine, but I can’t have yours? Hand it over.” 

His dick twitches.

He slowly removes them, standing to put them in your outstretched hand. “Well? Give me a show.” You instruct, practically shooing him away from you. He grabs the panties he was planning to steal from you, the cute white ones with the little bow on the front, but now he wishes he’d waited, the pink thong practically riding up your pussy lips looking much more appetizing. 

He teases himself first, brushing his fingers sparingly over the tip, pre oozing along his fingers. He shudders, wishing desperately it was you touching him, even just a kiss.

He settles for bunching up your panties against his nose, spreading the pre-cum from the tip to the base of his cock, pulling a small hiss from himself. God, you smelt heavenly, it was a scent he never wanted to go without, wanted it on his face all the time.

He didn’t even realize he’d closed his eyes till they shot open at the sound of you moaning, the sound pulling his attention and fuck, you were a sight to see.

You were rutting into your hand, rubbing your pussy through your panties as you watched your boss get off to your panties. It was so utterly debauched, the sight of your cunt soaking through your panties, the wetness sticking to your fingers. He wanted to taste it. He was so fucking close.

“Stop.” He felt his world crash around him.

“Wh- why?” He practically sobs. He was right there! “Because, baby,” You say, peeling the ruined piece of fabric off. “I want you cumming in me.”

He could cry.

Shigaraki wastes no time, practically jumping into the bed before you stop him. “Wanna ride you.” Is all you say before climbing on top. 

You sink down on him slowly, easing his cock into your slick cunt before rolling your hips, setting a steady pace. He’s panting, the feeling of your velvety walls sucking him in earnestly stealing his breath away.

He loses his mind when you start bouncing on him, your tits jiggling tantalizingly in his face. “Suck on them, make me feel good, Shiggy.” And that’s all he needs to hear.

He wraps his arms around your plump waist, holding you steady against him as he pumps himself inside you, his cock slamming deliciously into your g-spot. He takes a nipple into his mouth, tongue laving over a bud, his teeth grazing it slightly. Your pussy clenches, the wet schlick! sound from your combined union somehow making you hotter, the coil in both your stomachs getting that much tighter. You pull him from your nipple, bringing him into a hot kiss, your tongues dancing together as you moan into each other's mouths. “Cum for me, please.” He practically begs, his cock near to bursting.

With those words the coil snaps, your orgasm washing over you like a wave as your pussy tightens up on him. You can hardly manage to form a sentence, but there’s only one coherent thought on your mind.

Shigaraki doesn’t realize what’s happened until he feels you run a thumb along his bottom lip, his mouth automatically opening for you. You open your mouth, a glob of spit trailing from your mouth to his before you take your soaked thong and bunch it into his mouth, pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of his lips. “Cum for me, Shiggy.” 

He’s never seen stars quite like this before.

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Everyone go tell Dee how pretty her theme is 💕

finally upgraded the theme after soo long😭😭gonna miss the old theme but it’s time for sum new😚

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𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐬 𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐟𝐚𝐯 𝐱 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Reverse Comfort - You notice your fav looking a little sad on NYE. Sorry this is so late I haven't wrote in like forever sorry if this is bad😭 [SFW]

New Year's Eve normally consists of drinking and partying the whole night - forgetting about all of the worries of the past year while welcoming the new one.It's a time for celebration and joy, as you welcome a fresh start and look forward to a new beginning but it can also be bittersweet as you reflect on the past year - it's like a rollercoaster of happiness and nostalgia all in one night.

The clock ticked away the final moments of the year as the city outside buzzed with celebration. In the warmth of your shared apartment, the soft glow of fairy lights adorned the room, creating a comforting vibe while scented candles filled the air. You and your partner sat on the couch, staring at the television broadcasting the grand New Year's Eve festivities.

The comforting atmosphere couldn't dispel the heavy cloud hanging over your partner as the countdown drew near, the weight of unmet expectations pressed upon them - they couldn't help but reflect on the goals they set at the beginning of the year, now feeling like distant dreams.

Feeling the tension in the room, you gently reached for their hand, fingers intertwining as you exchanged a knowing look -no words were needed - the connection spoke volumes and with a comforting squeeze, you silently reassured them that they were not alone.

As the countdown began, the room filled with the distant echoes of cheers from the outside world. Instead of focusing on the passing seconds, you turned your attention to your partner.

"You know, achievements are not always measured in grand milestones. Sometimes, it's the small victories, that define a year. Life is unpredictable and can get in the way of us achieving our dreams -what matters is that you gave your best and, no matter what, I'm here for you, I’m proud of you and I’ll always be your number one supporter."

A gentle smile tugged at the corners of their lips, gratitude shining through their eyes.

3…2…1

As the clock struck midnight, the outside world erupted in cheers and fireworks while the two of you shared a tender kiss, welcoming the new year with a quiet resolve to face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand. Once it hits the end of the countdown, you both open your eyes and cheer together, excited and anxious to see what the new year has waiting for you two.

You two glance out the windows to see the whole road and sky lit up with fireworks,people are cheering and shouting out in celebration.

Your partner gazes outside with you, taking in this moment together and savouring this wonderful sight, this once in a lifetime beautiful event they get to spend with you - which makes them think endings aren't always that bad - every end is a new beginning.

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still got thoughts about hairy pcos-having femme reader who’s just started dating soap and is, like, terrified of his reaction to her facial hair

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OK HEAR ME OUT

Ticklish Kyojuro 👀?

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My friend, my ears are wide open. My deepest darkest secret is that I think tickling can actually be really sexy 😔 like just imagine being able to reduce such a big strong guy like Kyojuro to a giggling mess, watching him blush and squirm and his cock getting hard because you're tickling his belly and his thighs and his hips and his infectious laugh and akahskskekke I love it I LOVE MAKING BIG MEN HELPLESS RAAAAAHHHHHH

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GOOD, the love of my life needs a rest day 💕😘

Hi love of my life bbg I hope you had the most AMAZING DAY I LOVE YOU SMOOCHES 💕💕

HELLO MY POOKIE WOOKIE HONEY BUNCHES OF OATS!! I LOVE YOU MORE 🥰🥰 i got to catch up on sleep and watch anime so i had a good day!

i hope you had a good day too 💕

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I can’t get more followers cause minors still keep trying to follow me

This blog is 18+ YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

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My gender is so much better than other men

LOL I MEAN REAL

No pressure tag: @plussizeficchick and pretty much all my other moots were tagged 😂

Type "my gender is" on your phone and let your phone finish the sentence, then tag your moots to keep the chain going, I'll go first.

My gender is a little bit more intense than I thought I could have done

@mirukosbitchywife @get-junpeid

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ok mutuals and followers, line up

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YOU DESERVE ALL OF IT HAPPY 5K!!!

happy 5k!! this took me by surprise omg

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rb to knead your mutual with your paws

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Thinking of a series or at least 3 chapters of an internally!softer! Ghost and a super smart/ strong headed! Reader who works on their mission routes and tactical strategies, they obviously like eachother but won’t say anything (for now)

A little suggestive below cut but more of a preview!

Your head is pounding from the strain on your eyes, overtime has kicked your ass, even with help you’ve gotten, your entire life has been your work.

“Oh fuck me!” a rumble of laughter escapes the man next to you as you change positions.

“You can say that again.” a sigh escapes your lips as you close your laptop as violently as you can without causing harm to it, after all, why would you cause harm to something you saved up for months to buy even though work has more use of it then you do .

“Si, do we really have to do this?” His screen closes shortly after.

“Do you want to continue having a job cause these reports are just as important as my fieldwork love.”

“Maybe its time for me to find a new fucking job,” you grumble. Your misery incites another laugh out of the man,

“Hey let me know when you do that ill be right behind you.”

“The government would sooner kill both of our families and us than let us go, the misfortune of being too valuable i fear,” you turn over and face him attempting to lessen the twinge in your back with a new position.

“Ah, too bad you’re too amazing.”

“Yeah yeah smooth talker you're just trying to butter me up, get me to do your reports for you, I won't be tricked, not again that is.” His calloused hand touches yours releasing a breath that you were unaware you were holding.

“It’s nice to be with you again you know ,” you hold his hand, squeezing gently, “to talk to you and not have to worry about whether or not you’re going to die in a few minutes.”

“You know me better than to worry about that, what kind of man of the 141 would I be if I'm not evading death at all turns, gonna take a lot more than some pesky bullets to take me out darling.”

A dry chuckle escapes your mouth “I’ll hold you to that.”

You play the memory over in your brain, again, and again, and again. Your brain was flooded with thoughts of simon, his hands, his chest, the way his eyes crinkled under his mask when you make him laugh. The way your interactions were always so calm, so intimate. His talk of marriage, of future, how he hopes love but has the worst love life of anyone you know.

You cant say more for yourself, failed dates, hookups, and your fair share of blind dates you often felt as if the love you craved is out of your reach, it doesn’t exist. Or it didn’t until you met a tall intimidating man that ruined any prospective males for you without even knowing the damage he’s inflicted, the nights you’ve spent dreaming of him, his smile. Everything from what your wedding would be like to what he’d look like between your thighs, him finally being the one to pull his name from your lips and not your vibrator that’s worked double time since you’ve gotten closer to the man.

You shake your head at the thought, forcibly ridding it from your brain before you dive deeper into a fantasy with the man standing next to you, going over plans for their next mission, protocols and resources, how long they’re expecting to be away and where they should be to come back. You briefly wonder if you should have said yes, what ghost would have said if you actually quit, maybe you would have run from the law together, or maybe you would have been stuck back in this very room as deserters, you allow your mind to focus on the more positive side before you zone back into work.

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Simon’s thoughts have been everywhere but focused today, he’s known lust, he’s even known obsession, but never something like this. He’s a professional, a killer, he’s trained to withstand torture but he can’t stand you on his mind without going crazy with the need to fuck his fist, picturing your soft mound, wondering how your thick thighs and tight pussy would squeeze around him if he told you all the dirty thoughts he had while you bent over the table to emphasize an evacuation route if anything goes wrong. You were a strategist, a smart, beautiful, highly respected woman who earned every role you had, every medal you earned, and yet he can’t stop thinking about how many times you’d need to cum before he can get that beautiful brain to slow down.

He’d feel guilty if his thick cock wasn’t pressing painfully against the zipper of his uniform disrupting any thoughts he could have potentially had.

“Enter Ghost, through this wall, try not to use too many grenades, as much as we want the base destroyed, we don’t want you inside of it.” You look out of the corner of your eye till you hear a deep grunt indicating his reception to your words.

His eyes don’t leave you, he loves your voice but his brain is on everything but this mission, he almost wants to tell you to have more faith in him, he’d always come home to you, after all when has he ever let you down?

“You’ve gone over this at least 3 times, why don’t you let us get this done? We promise we’ll be good.” Soap says with a hand over his heart and the other in the air, a cheesy promise to you inciting scattered chuckles from various teammates around the room.

You sigh in defeat, “follow my orders, or at least try to…. Please,” you shut off the screen and turn to the group but make an effort to look at Simon, “ Come home safe for me.”

His eyes bore into you as he internally promises just as he always does “I Will.”

Let me know if you want more!!

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JAY YOU’VE RETURNED I’M SO HAPPY!!! 😭💕 I MISSED YOU SO MUCH

HI BABY I HAVE!!!! I MISSED YOU!!! I decided to come back I needed a rebrand 💁🏽‍♀️BACK AND HERE TO STAY!

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I’m whipping something up, would y’all be interested if I went more into COD and live action stuff?? OF COURSE I’ll still do anime but I’m a bit hot for some more characters rn 🤭

EDIT: IM RELEASING A STORY IDEA 🤭

EDIT 2: IT WAS RELEASED! Let me know how you like it!

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thinking about men who rarely ever masturbate but after meeting you they find themselves letting their hand wander and linger a bit longer below the belt. It’s obscene what he’s doing, if you knew you’d be disgusted by him but he just..can’t help himself it feels too good, thumb swiping his tip and palm gently stroking from base to tip, his hips thrusting into his palm and your name on his lips. he’s sweaty and his breath is uneven but the image of you playing in his head is vivid enough for him to not care about his appearance and instead desperately chases his high with the picture of you behind his eyelids. and it doesn’t stop there, he buys..a toy too. he’s ashamed that he’s even purchased such a thing but his hand is getting old and he’s beginning to wonder what you feel like. when he slides the lubed up silicone down his shaft he lets out a hiss and his jaw clenches as he grunts your name. it’s sinful the way his hips rock back and forth into the toy, his mind imaging you underneath him instead, cunt bared open for him, slick dripping down his cock as you tell him to fuck you harder and deeper. needless to say the toy doesn’t last long, he breaks it after a few uses and once it does he decides it’s time he asked you on a date