#RIP reader lool

[mrsoharaa]

pfft! ok hear me out on this silly spicy thought, ok?!

so like-- you send either Peter or Miguel a certain porn video you thought was kinda hot and text them saying "Here, take some tips, it might help you out". 😭💀💀

[devochive]

I like to imagine, if reader has a tail, then Caine likes to pull it a little. During sexy time or just like that.

yes definitely, hehe 🤭🤭

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Caine tuts, yanking you by the hips back towards him. Your hands unsuccessfully attempting to grab at the silky sheets of his bed, "Must you squirm so much, y/n? After all, this was your idea!" Caine made sure to say proudly, almost to tease you. You'd been begging him all day for attention, more specifically sexual attention.

"M'sorry... can't help it.." You whined, and tried to keep still as he lined up his thick cock with your entrance, your were dripping already. Making a mess of the bed beneath you, "My my, at least you were being honest. You're absolutely dripping! Ah.. whatever will I do you with you?" He hummed and the tip nudged at your entrance before slowly sliding inside causing your back to arch a little. Your body instinctively trying to crawl away from the large intrusion.

Unfortunately for you, Caine had also been a little pent up. Of course it isn't something he would admit to, but you were trying his patience. His gloved hand wrapped around the base of your tail and yanked your body back towards him. Causing a strangled moan to rip out of your throat. Goosebumps tickled your skin from the stimulation and Caine stared down at you with intrigue.

"C.. Caine..?" You mewled, face half buried in the sheets from embarrassment.

"Hm, what an interesting reaction.." He yanked again, and you moaned, shuddering beneath him.

"Ah, s.. senstive Caine..!" You whined , knuckles turing white at how hard you were clenching the sheets. Your cunt was still needy and aching, causing you to wiggle your hips a little.

He was so distracted he'd nearly forgotten! "Oh, silly me of course dear. I shouldn't keep you waiting!" So with another hard tug on your tail the ringmaster slammed his hips forward, his dick pummeling inside your cunt without anymore forewarning.

"Hhaa!! C .. Caine!!" You cried out , your cunt sucking him in happily allowing him to nestle against the deepest parts of you. He grunted above you , his long tongue along his teeth with delight.

You cry and whine, yet your pussy sucks him up without issue. What a cute mismatch he thought.

"Yes, dear?" He leaned over your arched form, his body flush against yours and his dick felt like it was nudging impossibly deep inside of you. Caine was right next to your face and took the chance to run his tongue along your neck. Causing you to shudder and tighten around him.

"What do we have here? It would seem very bit of you is senstive today." His voice was low and he finally began rocking his hips, he thrusted in and out at a moderate pace accompanied by your lewd juices.

"Mm..more.. Caine... faster.." You whined, already tormented by the slow pace. Your body was senstive yes but that didn't make it any less greedy..

"Quite demanding today aren't we? No matter my dear, I'll give you exactly what you want!" He said and pounded into you harder, his hold on your tail tightened to make sure your hips came slamming back onto him with just as much force.

It was like he was knocking the wind out of you— all you could do was take it, your mouth was agape as broken moans and pleas spilled from your lips but they fell on deaf ears. Caine kept up his pace. "Ngh.. yes.. there you go.. t-taking me so well..!" He grunted while fucking you into the mattress.

"Nnh.. Hhaa.. Caine, caine..! Feels good, s'good..! G.. Gonna..!" You babbled out as the already fragile knot in your stomach snapped and you gushed around his dick. Tightening up around him and causing his own hips to stutter a little at the sudden tightness. He couldn't help it , his balls tightened as he pumped his cum into your cunt.. you felt warm and fuzzy all over. Your head reeling.

"Ah.. seems we both needed that dear, it also lools like I found a fun weakness of yours!" He said and stroked your tail, his fingers trailing up your back.

You gave him a lopsided smile. "Mm.. don't take advantage of it too much.."

"Hm.. no promises, my love!"

[dawnofdeathh]

MEEE IM INTERESTED IN SPARKLE X F!READER HATE SMUT✋✋✋✋

FIANLLYT SOMEONE UNDERSTANDSS ME... 😔😔😔😔😔

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Sparke x bloodhound!F!reader hate sex

cw: reader is taller n stronger then sparkle, pussy slapping, strapons, squirting, major injuries mentioned, Sparkle is an obsessed stalker oh and a raging sapphic whos whipped for reader, also badly written smut dont blame me i havent slept properly in 3 days :(

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Imagine your a member of the Bloodhounds and your one of Sparkle's favorite prank victims, and by pranks she means almost breaking every limb of your body multiple times.

but Sparkle cant deny she likes you, alot. she watches you in her free time as you do you duties, patrolling, taking secret naps here and there, lighting a cigarette while on break, and she loves it when you catch a criminal, or someone breaking any rules, oh the way you get so stern and tough as you grab the criminal and push them again the wall... how you punch them down when they put up a fight... ohh all Sparkle can do is watch with a deep blush on her face and a dumb smile on her lips, while her hand slips under her kimonos skirt and passed her underwear....

But you, oh you despise Sparkle with every fiber of your being. those stupid pranks of hers, the way her eyes widened and that manic grin of hers grew everytime she has a thought of ruining everything. it was hateful. but you couldn't help but want to fuck her deep with your strap, shut her up by ramming into her over n over again, push her stupid smiling face in the mattress as she cums for the nth time...

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and thats how Sparkle found herself in your bed, three of your fingers stuffed in her wet hole as she grips into your arm, digging her nails on your flesh, she bite her bottom lip as her eyes rolled back, her face flushed red... the loud wet sqeulching sound echoed in the room with Sparkles loud and throaty moans. your teeth sinking into her neck, feeling her walls squeeze your fingers.. roughly, you add the fourth finger, amazed at the big stretch of her once tight hole... perfect for your thick strap...

as you position your strap again her hole, her ass up in the air and her grinning face glancing at you, push in with zero time for her to ajuust to the size and start ramming deep inside her, her moans growing high and desperate, you smirked to yourself, finally that bitch gets what she deserves, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, her tongue looling out as drool dripped down her chin, your hand grips at her hair, tugging slightly and push her face deeper inside as your thrusts pick up the pace and go deeper.. then you flip her over on her back, a loud sqeul ripping though her throat when you land a slap on her swollen clit, clear liquid squirting all over your lower half and her legs.. you let out a scoff and pull out.. leaving her wet and needy for more...

[rippersz]

didn't you write about Larissa being a cannibal? (because we could say it's highly abusive ship, couldn't we?)

I mean, I think you can tell the difference between writing and supporting, no? (I hope so, if you write about cannibalism lool)

(also, it's a genuine question, and it's not the same anon)

I believe I’ve explained something like this before. In the past. Do look for the tag ‘ripleysstatement’ in the search bar if you want to read more.

But I will respond with this: I understand the potential controversy surrounding Cannibal Larissa Weems. I know it’s not conventional and I know it has very dark themes, but in my own defense- it is clear that the relationship between her and the reader is not one-sided. With the way you phrased this question, it appears as though you haven’t read any part of the fic. You don’t have to of course, but it will provide context.

Yes, there is an obvious difference between writing and supporting. But there is a threshold as well. Many proshippers are unapologetic and believe that their customs and morals are lawful and should be included in actual society. Not all, but many. And I do not want to be associated with that behavior. - Rip.

[soleilnomoon]

Hi hi Kaia! Just wanna say, that soft nsfw Kidd fic you wrote legit just made me want to cry 😭😭 Soft Kidd is something I didn’t know I needed, you wrote him so well tbh! Following that note, if it’s alright could I ask for a nsfw request for Kidd but with a reader smoler than him? In my own headcanon I like he’d def have a size kink and be damn teaser because he’s like 7ft tall👀 lool If not, no worries! Thank you either way!

awww i’m glad you liked it, i had so much fun writing it (who knew i needed soft kid in my life like hello 😭👋🏾). also yes yes yes yes, a billion times yes, i gotchu  ♥️ the way that man lives rent free in my head is unreal 🥵

2.3k words, fem reader, nsfw (it's kid, idk what to tell u), 18+ mdni pls, a little playful banter, some alcohol, other cute stuff includes spitting, size kink (reader is short), clothes ripping (what can i say), kid being a general menace; i tried to keep it short but *washes hands*

you know better than to distract him while he’s in the middle of a project, but you have very little self preservation when it comes to eustass kid. it’s late at night when you find him tinkering away in his workshop; with his music blasting, head bobbing along as he wordlessly mouths the lyrics to the song, you walk in undetected. even as you close the door, he doesn’t turn around — and while, you should make sure to lock it, you don’t bother. everyone for the most part is asleep or far enough away that you’re not worried about being interrupted.

this is your first mistake for the night.

sauntering around like the mischievous cat you are, you loosely hold a bottle of rum in your hand; you picked it up on the last island the ship docked at, someone gifting you the whole thing as thanks for assisting them. you unscrew the cap and take a big swig, the dark liquid flooding your senses as it glides down your throat with ease. one of the smoothest drinks you’ve had in a while, if you do say so yourself. 

the thing is, while you might think you’re being stealthy, kid has been aware of your presence this whole time. he’d be a shit captain, otherwise, right? still, his curiosity rivals yours, and he wants to see what you’re up to. pretending to jam to the music, kid catches you sidling up to him and smirks to himself, but purposely keeps his focus on the wrench in his hand. the smile on your face is evidence enough of your misdeeds — that you truly believe you’ve gotten away with infiltrating kid’s space, but before you can announce yourself, kid bursts your bubble quickly.

“you’re shit at sneaking around, y’know that right?” he turns his head, tilting it a bit, features morphed to denote a faux-bored expression. he leans his elbow on the worktable, and props his head up with his large hand.

mouth open — because, how else are you to react to him saying that? — words jumble around in your mouth, and you start stuttering. before you can make more of a fool of yourself, you jab a finger at him, hitting his chest on your first attempt. amusement blooms onto his face with ease, disrupting the game he wanted to play with you. 

“shut up, you’re the worst,” you say before pouting at him, brows furrowed as a wave of childishness takes over you. “now i don’t even want to share this with you.” he drops his gaze down to the bottle in your hand but grabs it before you can step away.

“rum? really.” he’s a scotch kind of man, with gin and vodka being suitable alternatives. you know that he’s not into rum like that, but you figured you’d ask him to try this brand for fun. now all you feel is residual embarrassment; cheeks burning, you lunge your arm out to grab it, wanting to just go sit somewhere on the deck and drink alone, but kid doesn’t let you. instead, he pops the cap off, tosses it somewhere and drinks from the bottle. 

you blink several times, watching in shock as he drinks for longer than you think he will. “kid!” you yank on the bottle, annoyance building slowly as you struggle to take it back from him. “don’t drink it all,” you whine helplessly, not wanting your big brute of a captain to ruin your night. kid acquiesces, leaning back in his chair, dark orange hair falling messily over his forehead, eyes drifting down your body, drinking in the sight of you. despite the rum being a bit sweeter than he’s used to, the quality of it impresses him, but he won’t say that. not yet.

ignoring the way your body reacts to his heated looks, you pick up where you left off, taking another swig of the rum, swaying to the music that carries around the room — the notes wrapping around you, coasting along your skin as you hum along. he watches you, amusement never dwindling, tongue running along his bottom lip before he decides that enough is enough. 

“c’mere, you’re drinking it wrong,” he says, voice dripping with intent, as he pulls you to him and plucking the bottle away from you again and setting it down. for safekeeping. before you’re even able to protest, before you’re able to fuss at him over pestering you like this, kid’s hand drifts lower and grabs onto your ass playfully. you smack his chest, face burning, thighs pressing closely together, an ache shooting through you faster than you can stop it. 

before you know it, he has you seated on top of the table, whatever he was working on is momentarily forgotten and haphazardly pushed aside. you lean back on your hands, head tilted as kid stands in between your legs, anticipation crawling down your arms, wrapping itself around your chest with familiarity. breathing slowed, long lashes fluttering as you fix your eyes on him, a little tipsy and giggly, but mostly drunk off of him and his presence. “i’m waiting,” you say, voice lilting, words coasting and caressing him softly. he almost asks you what exactly you’re waiting for, the way you inadvertently short-circuited his mind for a brief second made him forget why he took the rum from you in the first place.

he reminds himself to focus, to not lose to you, because losing is absolutely unacceptable, obviously.

“open,” he instructs, and you don’t have to ask him for clarification; on command, your lips part and you leave your mouth open for him. the corners of his lips twitch as he pours more rum into your mouth; some of the tawny liquid spilling down your lips and onto your chin. you don’t mind it though, completely mesmerized by the experience, entirely too giddy over the way he hulks over you like that. his height used to intimidate you, until you wiggled your way into his life and the two of you gradually became closer; now, you can’t get enough of it.

kid places the bottle down again, fully prepared to ignore it as he leans closer and runs his tongue along your skin, lapping up the runaway drops of rum, until your lips meet. when kid kisses you, it’s as if time stops and then speeds up. it starts off short — his lips pecking yours once, twice, tongue swiping against your lips, demanding entrance. on your next exhale, he pushes closer, your breasts pressing against him through your thin shirt, nipples hardening on impact.

if it were up to him, he’d drink the remainder of the rum from your mouth. you taste sweet, forbidden, and hypnotic — plush lips inviting him to nip them needlessly, sparking a small flame deep within your abdomen that slowly spreads to the rest of your body. with shaky hands, you tug on his clothes, wanting to feel his skin on yours sooner rather than later; and kid obliges, also helping you with your own clothes, ripping your shirt accidentally through the haze of lust.

“whoops,” he says, laughing darkly at your annoyed expression. you don’t believe for a second that it was completely accidental, but kid likes pushing your buttons anyway, so did it really matter what the truth was?

sensing a retort building inside of you, he kisses you again, hand roaming along your soft body, liking the way you feel against him; all that softness will be the death of him, he’s sure of it.

likewise, you get lost in his kisses, small hands gliding along the hard planes of his body, the dips, sharp ridges of his muscles, only make your hunger that much more intolerable. you whine against his lips, your pussy wet from the sloppy kisses you exchange, his own cock hardening excitedly, precum spilling down the thick head as it leans against your stomach.

“kid,” you breathe, lips ghosting his, “just fuck me already, damn it.” the need you have for him might actually make you lose your mind at the rate he’s going. normally, you’re the one telling him to slow down — but for some reason, it’s like your body is entirely too eager. maybe it’s the rum, or maybe you’ve just fallen deeper inside whatever trap he’s laid out for you tonight. you’re not sure, and you don’t actually care to know the answer; so you forget about it, focusing on getting kid to move.

it’s laughable, the way you’re begging him, when he knows once he gets started, you’re going to sing an entirely different tune. he runs his finger — thick, rough, impatient — between the folds of your pussy, admiring the way your arousal drips onto his skin, before plunging the finger inside of you without warning. you arch your back, mouth falling open at the intrusion, panting lightly when he inserts another finger shortly after. nails digging into his skin, your hips moving forward, as if his fingers are controlling your movements, a small voice in the back of your head reminding you that you’re playing with a fire that’s much too big for you to handle.

you ignore it; when it comes to eustass kid, your self-preservation goes right out the window.

plunging his fingers in and out of you recklessly, your head spinning from all of the rum, the kissing, and him — you maybe consider that you’ve bitten off more than you can chew. “w-wait, kid slow down,” your voice barely audible, drowning behind your moans and the music that’s still blasting through the room. when he finally does manage to pull his fingers out, you only have a brief moment of reprieve before he’s rubbing the tip of his cock against your pussy, positioning it right in front of your entrance, he winks at your wary expression, making you even more suspicious of his motives. another complaint lodges in the back of your throat, stuck when kid pushes his cock inside of you, his girth ripping a loud moan out of you.

kid, meanwhile, is floating above the clouds, thoroughly enjoying your pussy’s feeble attempts at strangling him — those attempts do work, by the way, he’s just prideful and stubborn. snapping his hips against yours, kid pushes his cock into you deeply; the pain is worth it, though. it’s terribly addicting, the way he pulls back and thrusts into you harder, his balls slapping against your skin from the devastating pace he’s set. 

“kid, fuck, wait, wait,” you breath comes out in small pants, eyelids fluttering from the rough way that kid is fucking you. this is what you wanted, though, isn’t it? to tease him and let him have his way? if kid wasn’t so used to your subtle tricks, he’d actually be concerned. but he knows how much you like how rough he is, he knows how you like him to hold you firmly, so you can feel the full brunt of his thrusts, and he knows that no matter what, you’ll still ask him to fuck you like this again, and again, and again.

and he’s right. you can’t deny it; even if you wanted to you wouldn’t. when his hips meet yours, you wrap your legs around his waist, wanting to completely lose yourself in him, sweat already gliding down your neck, onto your clavicle, breasts bouncing against him.

“that’s it,” he coos, none-to-kindly, his tone dark, sinister, mocking, “see how well you’re taking me?” he shifts and pushes you down onto the table, your back arching off of it as he drives into you repeatedly, his thrusts turning your body into something helpless and pitiful, your words unintelligible, voice hoarse as you call his name out. he pulls out of you suddenly, much to your displeasure, folding your legs against your chest and instructing you to hold onto the backs of your thighs.

your pussy is a pretty sight to see, so naturally he slaps it hard before spitting on it. he’s so romantic, isn’t he?

you can barely think as his cock invades your pussy all over again — your warm, plush walls closing in around his length, as he angles his hips in a way that has your toes curling and a bit of drool creeping out of your mouth. it’s so tragically embarrassing, except you can’t be bothered to feel any bit of shame right now. 

with each brutal thrust, you find yourself teetering on the edge, ecstasy coloring any logic you have left in your mind, and when he kisses you again, tongue caressing yours hotly, an orgasm crashes into you. kid groans against your lips, thrusting fervently, strokes sloppier and shorter, wanting to hold out but finding himself unable to. if there’s one thing he knows, it’s that your pussy is absolutely lethal when provoked. it’s not often that you squirt, but when you do it drives him wild. “oh fuck, look at how much of a mess you’ve made.” his laughter should grate your nerves, but it doesn’t, it only makes you want to cover your face, because you hate how good he makes you feel. although, his laughter is short-lived; he powers into you, his own orgasm finding him much quicker than he anticipates, his cum is thick and hot, dripping out of you when he pulls out, spilling down onto the wooden surface of the table.

both of you sort of stay quiet, trying to catch your breaths; he runs a hand through his hair, feeling properly refreshed, almost as if a bit of weight has been lifted from his shoulders. you drop your legs, struggle to sit up, and look at him accusingly. “you’re such a damn beast,” but there isn’t a hint of venom or malice behind your words. if anything, you almost sound impressed. he chuckles at your act and just kisses you to keep you quiet.

[betbeton]

𓆸 Fall Apart For Me ♡

Wakasa Imaushi × Reader

Warnings - Explicit Sexual Content, Implied Friends With Benefits with mutual feelings

18 + Minors DNI

·Plus Size Fem Reader·

·A/N - enjoy!!·

Fingers digging into the fat of your cheeks your mouth popped open with a small protest that died on your tongue the moment your eyes locked with those entrancing orbs. His hips smoothly bumping into your soft plus thighs as he rubbed against your skin smearing pre-cum in his wake. While the eye contact was nice when in brief doses, the longer his eyes bore into your own had you feeling a coil of something indescribable curling inside of your lower stomach. Whining at him you curled your hands into fists and gently pushed at his shoulders trying to make him break the eye contact, but it only served to have Wakasa laughing and cooing out a honeyed praise.

"Gonna cry princess? Go ahead and let those pretty tears out."

Keening as your back arched his cock slipped between your legs nudging your clit with accuracy that couldn't have been accidental. The moment those long fingers released your plush cheeks your head rolled to the side avoiding any more possible eye contact as your legs were manhandled open by Wakasa. Those thin fingers taking a moment to press into the plump pudge of your thighs before they settled onto your knees the long haired man setting back on his haunches letting a low whistle leave his lips when his lazy gaze locked onto your soaked pussy.

One hand sliding up your leg he gently knocked his cold knuckles against your cute little nub, a brief warning of sorts, before he pressed his thumb against it and gave a few quick harsh rubs. The brief abuse to your sensitive bud had your hips writhing and legs folding up only to be pressed back open by the same big hands that had lavished affection on them moments earlier. Hands darting down to wave at him in protest your watery gaze met his again, though instead of the lazy eyes you adored his gaze had a mischievous glint to it. The little tilt of his mouth upwards into a smirk had a whine bubbling up from within your throat.

Watching with a glossy gaze more arousal pooled in your lower stomach as Wakasa shifted his legs further apart and slid his hands upwards until he was hovering completely over your body. One of his hands holding up his lean body as the other lovingly squeezed at your hip. It was horribly affectionate for someone who first pitched this no strings attached relationship, but with your own overflowing love for the man you would take whatever you could get. Back going ridged you settled your own hands onto his back nails gently trailing over the muscle hidden just beneath his skin.

Though you hadn't intended to your nails sunk into his skin leaving angry red marks in their wake as Wakasa surged forward and sunk himself into your eager hole. A breathy moan ringing out right beside your ear as his hands moved to hold your face again, this time though he slanted his lips over your own as he tried to will away an early orgasm almost brought on from your warm tight heat. Tugging away from the kiss you both softly panted into one another's mouths as Wakasa set a slow but harsh pace. Each bump of his hips into your own forcing you to rocking in place as you greedily grabbed at his back while whining out in pleasure.

It was almost painful when he released your head in favour of propping himself up to be able to take in more of your debauched expression. Though when your tearful eyes cracked open to lool upwards, as a moan of his name ripped from your lips, you were greeted by an equally beautiful sight as he was. Wakasa's cheeks were flushed a deep red and his hair was falling from its haphazardly tied bun creating a curtain of multicoloured strands draping around your faces. Slipping a hand off his back you took the chance to cup his cheek and urge him back onto his elbows so the two of you could lock lips once more.

The drag of his cock against your sensitive walls was intoxicating for both parties. Wakasa's stomach visibly tightening as he neared his end one of his hands almost darting down to rub more of those quick harsh circles on your clit. His head tilting upwards presenting you the opportunity to latch onto that pretty neck of his, which you took gleefully. Teeth working the flushed skin as he tossed himself over the edge and forced his hips into your own once more as if he were trying to breed your sloppy pussy. Slipping from you Wakasa waved you off his neck as he slid down your body, lazy eyes watching his arousal drip from your needy hole in an almost steady stream some that had dribbled from his cock after he removed himself from you sticking to your outer lips in fat globs.

He didn't take too much time to admire the mess he had made before diving in mouth first, latching himself onto your clit as he greedily shoved two of his long fingers into your warm hole. Crooking them upwards as he flattened his tongue over your nub giving it the delicious stimulation you craved. Arm curling around your chest you had taken on of your own breasts into your hand as your other hand reached down to thread your fingers through his long tresses. Hips canting upwards as he harshly ripped an orgasm from your body. Working you through your high and into the slight sting of overstimulation Wakasa had to be gently pushed from your hole as he drank from you like a starved man.

Once he had been coaxed off your pussy and was resting beside you with an arm lazily thrown over your stomach the tendrils of sleep curling around you both you could have sworn on every deity you knew that he had mumbled something about love, but this was just casual sex so you weren't going to rock the boat or reveal your own feelings by asking what he had sleepily mumbled.

[asce-of-hearts]

Yandere hawks gets darling pregnant. Nsfw please?

Of course baby, anything you want  (◕‿◕) Also, here’s my  MASTERLIST

Chicks  🧁 🎂

Word count: 2k

Content: Yan!Rut!Hawks gets fem!reader pregnant

Comment: If you need me to do a g/n reader or trans man please tell me honey, any ways, lets get to it. 

Warnings: NSFW, RUT THEMES, YANDERE HAWKS, MARKING, BREEDING KINK, PREGNANCY, FEM!DARLING, COCKWARMING.

His entire body was burning, his rut came before expected. The first times of this happening he took some quirk controlling pills so he wouldn’t force you into anything, but now that you were his loving wife? He just wanted to pound you into oblivion and get you knocked up.

You couldn’t blame him, it was his instincts that bagged him to fill you up with his chicks, so you could have a big big family. 

He made a small nest with pillows and blankets, it was cozy, you were both there cuddling and watching a movie, his wings were all fuzzy and up, making him look bigger and dangerous. They were cocooned around you in a protective and possessive way. His face was buried in the crook of your neck, his eyes sharp and yellowish watching around the room. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent and feeling his entire body relax. He gave a small kiss on your shoulder.

“I love you” you said smiling at the contact, he felt so fuzzy inside after your words, he couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel if you moaned those words in his ear.

“I love you too, dove” he said pressing another kiss to your cheek, his heart started beating faster, you were wearing a loose shirt and no bra, also a small pair of shorts, giving him just a perfect view of your cleavage and back, his hand went to your butt, not that you minded, its a fact that boobs and butt make good resting pillows. You smiled and snuggled closer to him, giving him kisses on his face. “What are you doing, baby?” he said smiling, letting you get all affectionate and cute.

“Kissing your cute face, dummy” you gave him a kiss on the lips, he got his hands on your waist, holding you really close. You hadn’t noticed the bulge in his pants, it was painfull. He wanted to pin you down and fuck you stupid, not only that, he wanted to pin you down and fill your womb with his thick white cream again and again and again. God, his dick was going to be so deep into you that it was going to be the fucking Excalibur sword.

“Duckling, can I ask you something?” he broke the kiss and stared into your eyes, you noticed how sharp his pupils were, you arched a brow and nodded “Can you cockwarm me, please?” his tone was authoritarian, but his expression was begging you. You blushed and laughed a little from the nerves.

“Sure” you said, you were now in a different position, him sitting below you, his wings spread for a second as you sat on his rock-hard cock, moaning a little by the feeling of being full. He groaned and got his hands on your hips, pushing you down. After a brief moment in which you got comfortable he wrapped his wings around you again. He felt better, almost relieved. Both of you directed your attention to the movie again, eating a little popcorn. The movie ended in what felt a short moment and Hawks wasted no time.

He got you up his dick and got you in his arms, you yelped a little and this got him even harder. He rushed to the bedroom, another small pillow-and-blanket nest on the bed, you noticed something in particular, some of your clothes were there, panties, shirts, bras, everything was there! Suddenly a small switch clicked on your brain, he was on his rut.

“You should have told me earlier” you said to him as he got you down on the bed “sorry, dove. I was a little bit embarrassed” he laughed nervously and then proceeded to kiss your neck, biting a little bit even. You moaned and he felt his erection hurting even more than before.

“I wanna fill you up with my chick, baby bird” he groaned in your ear, he went feral and ripped your clothes off, leaving you only in a pair of panted. God damnit you looked so hot. He ripped your panties of you as well and started eating you out like it was his last meal ever. You pulled his hair as he did so, causing him to groan your name, his tongue fucking you with a brutality you didn’t even think was possible, his fingers penetrated your folds, in and out. You came in his face, a waterfall of your juices fell on his face, so hot, so good.

You teased his wings, pulling a little bit on the feathers, he moaned and his face got a bright red, you almost made him cum on the spot. You fucking brat, teasing him on such a vulnerable state.

“D-don’t fucking do that” he whined, panting and getting over you, eager to fill you up with his fat cock, it was even bigger than usual because of the rut “Sorry, Kei” you said with a blush on your face, the sudden anger he felt because of your teasing disappeared, he just couldn’t stay mad at you. “Dovey, I’m gonna pound you so hard you won’t be able to walk for the next month” he panted, lining up in you entrance, you felt the nerves accumulating in your body. You had sex with him in the previous time, it was almost always slow and gentle, letting you feel every inch of him slowly messing up your organs, killing you with kindness. But now he was going to pound you like the world was ending in five minutes, you bit your lip and closed your eyes “Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of everything” he put the tip in, slowly “ready?” he asked you in a sweet voice, when you nodded he kissed your neck, filling you up so good, you opened your eyes when he started moving, destroying your insides.

“Ah! Kei” you moaned loudly, getting him even hotter “You sound so good moaning my name, songbird, sing me a little more” he groaned and his brutal pace made you moan louder, a mess of his name and small praises. You came once, then twice, then another time. You didn’t even know how much time had passed but you were enjoying it, although you wished he went a little slower.

You heard him groan loudly “y/n!” his name left your lips as he came inside you, filling you up so good. It was all over.

Well, not really.

He was still rock hard, he started moving inside you again “I told you I would fill you up, you’re gonna be so full of my cum and my chicks you won’t want sex in a year” he groaned, pinning you down so good, you couldn’t even speak, only moaning his name and incoherent noises, your tongue lolling out and drool falling of. He kissed you, with the left consciousness you had after he came another time into you and kept pounding you teased his wings. Payback for the rough treatment, bitch.

He came into you one, two, three times more, you couldn’t even keep the count. When he was done he didn’t even pull out yet.

“Just wait a little, I can’t have any of my babies leaving your insides” he said in your ear, panting, you both fell asleep. Well, you did, he closed his eyes for a bit. When the feral spirit that possessed him left his body he smiled cutely. He cleaned the cum of you and then changed the sheets, you were out like a light. He slept beside you then, it was a good thing you were off birth control, he wanted to get you pregnant, you were just so motherly. And you said you wanted to have kids with him someday, well, not with him, when he stalked you he heard you say that. But hey! He was going to fulfill that dream.

He had already picked out some names, but he bough a book so you could both choose, Hawks was a good husband, he gave you some liberties. But the world was dangerous, so getting out for you and your future children was a no-go.

He woke up before you, checking the time it was already morning, he had requested a few days of work because of his rut so he took his time getting out of bed. He kissed your cheek, he would make you breakfast but he didn’t want to burn the kitchen down. So he just ordered take out.

Once that arrived and he entered the room you were waking up, you noticed your clothes were changed into a pink nightgown.

“good morning” you said sleepy, wanting to get up, one of his feathers pressed you down and you obeyed, you were so good.

“Good morning, dovey. I brought you breakfast” he smiled and brought you a plate with food. You both ate together and cuddled a little, watching something on T.V.

“Hey, Hawks” you said, he hummed and turned to look at you “do you want to pick baby names?” he blushed, did you just ask him that? “you are really bad at hiding this stuff” you took the book out of your night table. “I have already some that I like, but lets decide together” you gave him the book and a kiss on the cheek.

What a perfect little family you were

hehe, I hope you liked this anon.

If you have any other requests please let me know!

have a great day/night

[hcneymilkks]

I forgot my password for Tumblr RIP ME LMAO but I'm literally stuck on the Bokuto, Akaashi, and reader poly fic. BUT! I'm going to try writing again soon.

ALSO tysm for all of the love on Suna and Osamu as your roommates! It really started out as an idea of "what if you dated suna?" or "what if you dated osamu?" and then it really went to "what if you dated both of them?!"

if you do like poly fics, reader inserts and haikyu! then please anticipate my bokuaka x reader and kuroken x reader ones coming soon! I swear I'll get my stuff together lool.

I also started university again so that's why!

Love you and take care!

[tiang0u]

You left a handprint on my art 2-4 and end of an eternal winter 1,9, 13?

i took so..,,,long to answer and rambled,,, thank you for always giving me the opportunity to babble!!!!!! and thank you for the question ;u;

lmao this is a really long post

ylahomh -2: What scene did you first put down?

LOL the very first scene i put down was ‘shouto *printing to midoriya’s printer* : dinner?’

jk it was not. i outlined a lot of things, all the way to the Major Villain confrontation but the first scene i officially penned was this!

“That was strong,” Dabi says under his breath.

Shōto doesn’t catch it. “What?”

He glances up, lips curling up in contempt. “I said your flame control fucking sucks.”

lmao why do i like dabi

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

YOU INDEED ASK QUESTIONS THAT ALWAYS TICKLE MY FANCY off the top of my head i cant remember from previous chapters so ahh chapter 4 it is

recently i quite liked the scene in ch4! where tododeku stand between the couch and coffee table and shouto realizes he wants to know more about midoriya~ purple prose at its finest lmao

actually i also quite liked “answering uppercut from bakugou…probably could’ve killed him” LMAO

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

lmao i remember you liked “this is intimate/that was the needle”, a cheeky izuku is cute to me

truthfully, the one i liked most is tokoyami’s line from ch2! “I think it’s worth earning a person’s trust. And it’s worth having friends who worked hard to be with you.” ahh tokoyami 少年!

eternal winter -1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

this fic probably looks like it was penned in 10 minutes. frankly speaking, it was lmao. i was feeling very uninspired even though i said i’d write tddkweek fic so i took a scene from a very dusty WIP and then i typed ‘1. he was born’ and it just went from there!! my flimsy countermeasure to writer’s block! i thought the bulleted list could convey something, so i wanted to publish it even though it looks like how it does haha

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

YOU GOT ME. A VERY PRECISE HIT. LOOL thank you for asking it’s truly a guilty pleasure being able to respond with fic stuff!!!!! thank you for feeding me this chance aksjdhfks.

indeed, the first paragraph was from my very first bnha au. an alternating pov, and another mysterious midoriya. technically this fic can still be in that universe since that au’s shouto isn’t much different from canon shouto! the title is repeat after me (i reach for you in every world), and midoriya is a very, very disillusioned boy who actually does have a latent quirk that he couldn’t have realized within one lifetime. if you’ve seen re:zero, it’s loosely based but his save point is always, always post-kamino in an au twist where all for one escapes a revealed small might, and iida and izuku get injured. izuku is a very cool cucumber in this one!! lmao it borders on psychological trauma + horror in a way that’s like “rip he has to keep going like this?” lol since handprint is still going on i imagine i can’t work on it until i get to a finishing point for ylahomh

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?lol the hilarious thing is that i wrote 4 fics to a single song on repeat. in fact that song was whisper by vixx lr LMAO. i don’t know what i look like revealing this tbh and i don’t know what to say about the song itself bc honestly the lyrics are ??? but i really like the part around 2:55!! the beat is a very insistent carry, so my mind hitchhiked on the sound waves!

rather than listen to whisper, i think end of an eternal winter could probably work well with olafur arnalds’ 'tomorrow’s song’, 'poland’, or verses from the chopin project! but verses doesn’t finish with a very upbeat tone so if you think they drowned it could work ;) otherwise tomorrow’s song it is! (lmao im pretty bad with identifying moods so it might clash)

[asce-of-hearts]

i am humbly requesting gang orca smut because thanks to you and anon i have a gang orca brainrot thanks ✨✨✨

I'm so sorry about the gang orca brainrot not really he is literally the sexiest man alive and he holds to much power for me to not want him to rail me.

Be mine  🎂 🍨

MASTERLIST

Contents: Yandere!Gang orca smut with gn!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, SIZE KINK, YANDERE THEMES

You panted heavily, you had already came three times, one on his talented mouth and the other two on his fingers. Your eyes filled with tears because of the ecstasy and pleasure you were feeling. Still, the man in front of you didn’t seem to have any intentions to stop pleasuring you.

When he pulled that monster of a cock in front of you your jaw dropped. That was supposed to fit inside you? That was suposed to be inside you? How in the world was it gonna fit?

You tried pushing Sakamata away with your much smaller hands, his cock pulsating and teasing around the tight ring of muscle. He chuckled:

“What’s wrong?”

“How- How is that gonna fit inside me?” you looked into his eyes, searching for an answer and some confort. He kissed your forehead.

“Don’t worry about it, I can and I will make it fit” he said pushing into your tight entrance a little, causing you to hiss at the slight sting that you felt down your crotch “Please, it hurts” you begged, it was not even the tip and it already felt like you were being ripped in half, you couldn’t begin to imagine how the hole thing would feel inside you. 

He was only half way inside you and you already felt like you couldn’t take anymore “So tight” he groaned as he pushed himself deeper inside you, you trew your head backwards, moaning in a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. Moans and gasps escaping your lips had him wanting to go feral on your already abused hole. 

When he finally entered you whole you stared at your tummy, bulging at the massive length that was inside you, he gave you a moment to accustom, not wanting to hurt you or cause you any kind of pain or disconfort.

“Please tell me when you feel ready” he whispered in your ear, you could only hum and nod in response, waiting a second to assimilate the situation. When you felt ready, when you felt the needyness and lust overcome you, you moved your hips a bit, watching the small bulge inside you move a bit.

He grunted and grabbed your hips firmly, starting to pull you up and down on his cock, stretching you in a way that just shouldn’t be possible. You moaned his name and some tears fell down your face, product of the overstimulation he was putting up on you.

“Faster, please” you requested, and who was he to deny anything to you? He started moving his hips faster, hammering into your insides with so much force. Your tongue looled out as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, only being able to moan his name and incoherent messes of what should be sentences.

“You feel so good, love. So fucking tight” he panted as he thrusted even harder and faster into you. You kissed, your tongues battling each other in an attempt to keep youselves from cumming. 

You broke the kiss with a moan, your walls tightening around him “Cum for me, baby” he praised in your direction, you obeyed, your walls hugging his cock with force. He slammed his hips onto yours, getting balls deep inside you and finally putting all his thick white cream into you. He came so much even a small bulge of cum appeared on your tummy

After a while of hugging and getting out of your high you he pulled out, letting all of his overflowing cum get out of you.

“You were so good to me, dear. You took me so well” he said while getting you closer to him, hugging you by your waist.

“Thank you” you mumbles, feeling a little drowsy and tired from the experience “I love you”

“I love you too, y/n”

I hope you liked this, darling.

Have a great day/night