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yanderestarangel · 2 days
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SMUT BAKERY EVENT | BY: @yanderestarangel
🍰✧⁠*The doors of the dark smut confectionery are open! At this event there will be three sweets with various sexual fantasies and smut dark plots, choose a sweet and enjoy.
💕 AT STARANGEL BAKERY YOU CAN FIND : size kink, daddykink, non con, dub con, breeding kink, threesomes, punishment, yandere themes, dark romance, hard smut, and much more, choose your topping for your favorite sweet.
💌 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓹 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: 03/28/2024
💌 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓹: ----
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DAY 1 : 【 SUNDAE 】 — forced feminization, record sex, headcanons. ˖⁺ ⊹୨ "stepfather + stepson" ୧⊹ ⁺˖
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ character: nanami kento
✎ SYNOPSIS : HE WAS SO OBSESSED WITH YOU THAT HE BECAME YOUR STEPFATHER TO HAVE YOU CLOSE TO HIM.
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DAY 2: 【 CUPCAKES 】 — possessive sex, super stimulation, breed!kink, dub con. ˖⁺ ⊹୨ "hard!dom boss + sub! housekeeper." ୧⊹ ⁺˖
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ character: miguel o'hara
✎ SYNOPSIS : YOUR BOSS TOOK TOO MUCH CARE OF YOU.
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DAY 3: 【 CINNAMON CAKE 】 — gang bang, degradation, praise, kidnapping, non con, headcanons. ˖⁺ ⊹୨ "yandere brothers + defenseless darling."୧⊹ ⁺˖
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ characters: bi han + kuai liang + tomas vrbada
✎ SYNOPSIS : THEY DIDN'T WANT TO SHARE YOU.
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theres-a-body-here · 2 days
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hey um trans dude here um looks at u w my big round eyes. could you do some characters of ur choice reacting to their trans male partner wanting to/getting a phalloplasty? im working to get one myself which inspired me to send this ask
I love my trans followers
TW: A homophobic slur, Mentions of surgery and Dysphoria/Dysmorphia
Characters: Ramattra, Asgore, Mohg, Wendell
Wendell is more of a crackpost
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Ramattra
When you tell him, he'll be quiet as he thinks for a while
"I'll be back," he says as he abruptly stands and leaves the room
Your heart sinks as you fear the worst
He comes back within minutes and drops a book into your lap before sitting next to you
Confused, you flip it open only to yelp and drop it
It's a dick catalog
An Omnic dick catalog to be exact
He chuckles as he likes it back up
"There are a few exquisite models here, pet. Let's get you one."
He flips to a page and shows you
It's the model he has
Your face burns, hiding your face in your hands as you lean on him
"You're awful," you whine
You peak through your fingers
"Do they have glowing ones?"
"let's see"
Ramattra will be there throughout the surgery, making sure nothing goes wrong
If you ever feel dysphoric, he'll immediately start to comfort you
"Sweet, beautiful boy, I'm so proud of you"
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Asgore Dreemurr
He's so happy for you
Be prepared to be pulled into a crushing bear hug
He's with you every step of the way
He'll sit down with you and plan out everything. From the days before the surgery to the aftermath and recovery
However, he'll be sure to mention any monster magic options for you to consider
Whatever you pick in the end, he'll support you
Plenty of kisses and cuddles throughout the process
He knows surgery is scary for humans, so he's sure to make you comfortable every chance he gets
Tea, snacks, and massages galore
After you get your surgery, Asgore will be a nervous wreck
Doting on you like a mother hen, he won't leave your side for a second
Mohg, Lord of Blood
The moment you tell him, he'll have his followers work on finding ways to give you a dick
Riiiighhttt after you give him a few heirs
Unless you don't want to
He'll be pouty but ultimately respects your decision
Him and Varre are your biggest support pillars before and after the process
Mohg literally doesn't let you do anything by yourself
He carries you around everywhere you need to be
"You shouldn't waste your energy, dearest"
Varre will be even worse
"What size would you prefer your phallus to be, lambkin?"
After the surgery, Mohg will keep you in his bed for a long time
Even when you're fully healed, he'll insist you stay resting
Cage his arms around you and nuzzle close like a clingy puppy
Wendell
He's a bit confused, but after explaining it to him, he'll definitely be your number one supporter
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"Is there a dick store we go to or...?"
Yeah he's still a bit confused
He'll cling to you during matches and ask you tons of questions
Even during gunfire
"OMG, can we get matching dicks?"
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Please be patient with him
If there's time between the storm moving, he'll be sure to give you lots of attention
"MY BOYFRIEND'S GETTING A DICK!"
He screams out in the empty building you two are stocking up in
Or so you thought
"You homos make me sick," a voice calls out, the clacking of heels hitting the floor echo through the area
You two turn to the voice
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"INTERNATIONAL POP SENSATION ARIANA GRANDE?!?!?!?" You both exclaim in unison
"Yuh," she says, whipping her hair as she aims a bazooka at you two
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sharkboywrites · 3 months
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Friendly reminders to cis fanfic writers that afab≠woman
Afab means assigned female at birth so this includes/can include cis women, trans men, transmasc people, nonbinary people, and intersex people.
If you’re making a fic where the reader is a woman, uses she/her, wears feminine clothing, etc. tag it as fem reader instead.
I’ve been smacked in the face as a trans man by reading fics tagged afab thinking it will be gender neutral, but the reader is actually a woman and I’m disappointed because I was ready for a fic I thought would apply to me.
Have fun writing and make sure you’re tagging your fics properly, ty <3
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kiranboo · 1 month
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🖤 drop a like if you love me ☺
T girls need love..
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dr3c0mix · 2 months
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please i need to pet the werewolf and call him a good boy
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i think this is the first time ive drawn a werewolf before, hope you like it either way!!
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bellinghamenthusiast · 2 months
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NERDS FIRST - NERD! MIGUEL O’HARA X JOCK! FTM! READER
📚: in which you have a little fun with the schools nerd.
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miguel didn’t expect his day to end like this. he came into the library in study for his big test, but you had other plans. you had come from one of your games, you saw him and grinned.
you wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered in his ear; “migs! whatcha doing?”
miguel jumped from the contact on his neck and mumbled; “j-just studying for an exam..”
you sat in his lap and he whimpered. his cock had already hardened from the simple touch on his neck. you palmed at it for a bit before sighing dramatically.
“such a big dick.. too bad you don’t know how to use it..” you cooed as miguel placed his shaking hands on your hips. 
“go on, baby, strip me slowly.” you whispered into his ear. miguel immediately obliged, his trembling fingers slowly tugging on your shorts, revealing your soaked boxers. 
miguel unknowingly licked his lips and slid off your boxers, revealing your soaked pussy. he quickly switched your positions, pushing you onto the table and laying you on your back.
“can i..?” he whispered breathlessly as he lifted your legs onto your shoulder. you gave an affirming nod and he instantly shoved his face in your pussy, no warning. you let out a loud moan as miguel licked your folds desperately.
of course, since he didn’t get any girls or guys, he was pretty bad at this. but it’s the thought that counts, right?
miguel ate you out like a starving man, he was nose deep in you, licking and moaning like a whore. his fingers slowly rubbed your clit, causing you to whimper loudly. you rocked your hips against his face, his pace was painfully slow. miguel got the memo and had an idea. he took two thick fingers and rammed it into you, causing you to cry out in pleasure. he fingered and ate you out at the same time, causing your legs to shake and your orgasm to creep closer. 
miguel took the curtesy to aggressively thrust his fingers in and out of you while his mouth worked on your clit, sucking and biting on it softly as he felt his cock leak.
you whined when all sensations suddenly stopped. you tried to look up but got cut off by miguel slamming into you with no warning. you moaned as miguel whimpered at the sudden tightness of your hole. you pulled miguel into a sloppy kiss, moaning into each others mouths as miguel rutted into you desperately.
“good boy, s-such a good boy..” you said between kisses as miguel kept thrusting aggressively. 
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©bellinghamenthusiast 2024. do not steal or plagiarize my work!
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clownmcgown · 3 months
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UGGH I ADORE THE WAY YOU DRAW THE DCA SO MUCH THEYRE SO SQUISHABLE!!!! idk if you've done this already but aggrhrhga i wanna see some trans yn w the dca..... ignore if you want its a-ok!!!!! 🫶
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WAHHHH THANK YOU!!!!!! I DO NOT THINK I HAVE DONE SOMETHING SURROUNDING A TRANS Y/N, SO HERE YOU GO!!!
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roseboysstuff · 5 months
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Leon looking after his little virgin bf
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He has you sat on his lap, chuckling softly at how flustered you are. Just kissing your lips, as his hands run up and down your waist gently, softly squeezing your hips to reassure you. Holding your butt as you start grinding yourself against him, your pussy dripping onto his cock. He can feel your need, and he loves it. "Good boy, it's alright. This is natural. Take what you need." He turns you around so your back is to his chest, and holds your waist with one arm, caressing your skin and whispering sweet nothings and reassurances in your ear. His other hand wanders down to your pussy, and gently rubs at your clit. Working his fingers into you, and moaning as he hears your whimpers. "I know, baby boy. Take it for daddy." Fingers and edges you until you're begging for his cock, but he makes sure you're ready before he finally turns you back around to face you, and lowers you ever so slowly onto his cock. Holding your hips as he does, even as you try and wiggle further down, he makes sure he slowly stretches you open. Kisses your lips as he bottoms out, and doesn't move until your lips are swollen from his kisses. His thrusts are soft and gentle, bordering on just grinding his cock up into you, making sure your neck is lavished in kisses. He makes sure you climax before he does, and only when he feels your pussy clenching on him, and sees your face contort in pleasure, does he finally thrust up into you and fill you with his seed. He's such a sweetheart with his virgin bf I swear.
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normansnt · 2 months
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Short Kings
(Hazbin Lucifer x trans male reader)
Warnings: noooonnneeee(:
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You were looking in the mirror at your fresh scars. You were born in hell...as a biological female sadly. At least coming out to anyone was not a problem due to you not having anyone.
This only changed when you were already a grown up. You kept yourself alive by breaking into rich looking houses and stealing stuff that you could sell for good money.
This is how you met your boyfriend of today as well, the big dick behind it all: Lucifer.
You wanted to rob his house in the middle of the night, but you just had to stop and look at a very cute tubber duck and this was when you got caught.
However he didn't really seem mad that you wanted to rob him. He even asked you to stay and have a cup of tea with him. Which at the end turned into you hugging him while he cried into your shoulder about how he has not seen his daughter in years and his wife left him.
While he was renting to you, you noticed that it stoped suddenly. He fell asleep, 'great' you thought.
Even though you had a shitty life, you were not a shitty person. You didn't hate the rich people you stole from you knew that thats just how it is one are lucky some aren't.
So you brought him to his bed. While you laid him down on his bed you took an actual good look at him. 'He's cute' you thought to yourself.
'And very fucking mentally damaged' you thought right after.
You wanted to leave, but something held you back. For some reason you felt for this little man. Also it has been a long while since you have slept in an actually comfortable bed so you decided to stay the night.
Little did you know you'd never leave after that.
And that you amazing boyfriend would be the reason you can finally be closer to your real self.
"My love" you heard your kings voice from besides you as he put his hands around your waist and put his chin on your shoulder.
"Those scars look rewashing on you" he commented while kissing your shoulder.
"My handsome, boyfriend" he continued to whisper praises while you smiled lightly.
You loved him so much.
"You know I'm really happy you tried to rob me" he mumbled into your shoulder.
You laughed at that.
"Yeah sure its cuz you found a boyfriend who is shorter than you" you got back at him.
"REALLY, ok now see I really don't think you're in the situation to be making short jokes" he said while putting his forearm on the top of your head and leaning on it.
"OK WOOOW big talk small guy" you said while elbowing him in the gut. In reaction to this he bent down in pain clutching his stomach.
You lifted his chin up with your hand and kissed him.
"Well, I don't mind being hit in the gut if this comes after" he told you as you both stood and he put his hands around your waist pulling you closer to him.
"You really look amazing" he said while looking at you. And this time it was truly you. Without the binder and yet still feeling amazing.
"Thank you" you whispered back as you two touched your foreheads together.
"Sooo...what do you say we celebrate my boyfriend finally feeling good in his body" he said after some time smiling cheekily.
"Oh, I'd be more than happy too my love." You smirked back as he took your hand and lead you to you guys's bedroom.
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YALL THIS IS DEFINITELY ONE OF MY MOST FAVS HAZBIN FICS I HAVE EVR WRITTEN ITS SO SWEET😭
I LOVE LUCIFER SM🫠
Its also the first trans man fic I have ever written (which is quite sad looking at the fact that I'm a trans man myself😭)
BUT I SHALL DO BETTER IN THE FUTURE I PROMISE🫡🏳️‍⚧️🧡
Also I just wanna thank you guys again for all the love yall are amazing fr🥹🧡
I hope you enjoyed your reading ladies, gentleman and others, good afternoon good evening and good night🦖🧡
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darling--core · 20 days
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— ꒰‧⁺ incoming commission ☁️ *ೃ༄
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•ଓ.° a fic commission for: 💫 anon. total word count: 3.3k. interested in commissioning me? find more information here.
•ଓ.° contents: ftm reader (terms chosen by commissioner: cunt, pussy, clit), use of terms ‘good boy,’ ‘baby,’ and ‘pretty boy,’ brief mentions of first times/virginity, overstimulation, implied breeding kink, heavy praise
•ଓ.° ft. seth silvera x ftm trans artist!reader
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your dorm room is cozy. he thinks that everytime he’s in here.
he had come over to hang out and help you with a little art project; you had been assigned to do some figure studies, and seth was more than kind enough to offer to model for you. you assured him he didn't even have to be naked, and seth kept it to himself that he would have perfectly fine with it even if he had.
it had only been a minute or two since you disappeared out the door, off to use the restroom and get some drinks from the vending machine at the end of the hall. seth tried to just stay put, perched on the edge of your bed, your sketchbook laying open next to him with half drawn forms he had posed for. but he gets restless without you, and finds his gaze wandering around your room, taking in all the familiar things— your clothes, your posters, the clutter on your desk…
but then something catches his eye. it’s a sketchbook, sitting on your desk, peeking out from underneath another plain notebook. but this sketchbook is new— he’s never seen it before. and that fact alone itches at the back of his skull, scratching at the urge he has to know everything about you.
seth gets up, and stalks across the room. he glances towards the door to your dorm room— you could be back any second, but he’s just so curious. you’ve never shown him this sketchbook before, and he thought he had seen all of them. seth tentatively reaches down, pushing the other notebook aside, and grabs the leather bound sketchbook. what if there's something secret inside? what if you're drawing something you don't want him to see— like another person?
fuck it. he can just put it right back, and you won't even know, right?
that’s what he thinks anyway, before he opens up the sketchbook to some random page, and the things drawn inside jump out at him. he stares for a second, trying to comprehend what he’s seeing— naked bodies, intimate positions, all twisted and tangled up…
“holy shit,” seth breathes, because he realizes quickly that these aren't drawings of just anybody. that's him, and that's you, and every page he turns to is the two of you, together, drawn doing the filthiest things he’s ever seen in sketch form.
his eyes scan the pages, his fingers lingering on the curves and forms you’ve immortalized in your sketches. tingles shoot up his spine as the reality of it slowly sinks into him, and he turns to the next page, the illustrations somehow looking even naughtier than before. but it's not just that they’re explicit— they’re fucking beautiful. seth has never seen himself drawn before, especially not like this, and here you are with a sketchbook full of him in the most intimate positions and scenarios, and he looks…
seth swallows, wondering if he should pull his phone out and save photos of some of these, eyes trying to memorize the shapes and forms and the stories they tell. he has so many questions, rattling around in his head like a buckshot. how long have you been doing this? do you really think about him like this? do you draw anyone else like this?
the thought made his blood boil, a twisting urge rising up in his gut to make sure that you knew you belonged to him— especially now, when it was clear you wanted him too.
fuck. he’s never been this hard in his life.
“hey, i brought you—” seth’s head snaps up when he hears you open the door, and your words cut off immediately when you see what he has in his hands. seth watches the dawning horror that crosses your face, the way your eyes widen and you freeze for a second, before you spring back into action. “oh my god–”
you move forward, closing the door behind you as you abandon the cans of soda you brought with you on the desk. you reach forward, trying to take the sketchbook from seth’s hands, rambling and on the verge of what looks like a total freakout.
“you weren't supposed to see this— fuck, seth, i’m sorry, this is so embarrassing—” you tugged on the book and seth reluctanfly released it, opening his mouth to try and interrupt your spiral as you slammed the sketchbook shut. “i can’t believe i forgot to put it away before you came over, i swear i’m not a total creep, i—”
“hey— hey,” seth said, then snapped, cutting through your panicked rambling. “calm down for a second. i’m not mad.”
you paused, hesitating before looking back up at him, cradling the notebook tightly to your chest. “you’re… not?”
seth couldn't help the little smirk that stretched across his face when he looked down at you. “no. well… maybe a little, but not for the reason you think.” seth stepped forward, enjoying the way your breath hitched as he crowded you against the desk, until you were all but trapped between the wood and his body. seth leaned in closer, until his face was at the same level as yours. “how long you been hidin’ this from me, huh? you’ve been holding out,” he said, voice low and gravely.
seth watched your eyes widen just a bit, could practically feel the shiver that raced down your spine. you shifted on your feet, leaning back into the desk. “i don’t… i didn’t—” you start, but cut yourself off, fumbling over your words.
seth cocks his head to the side and grins. “don’t what? c’mon baby, use your words.” he leans in closer, his hands reaching out to rest on the desk on either side of you, pinning you in place. “how long you been drawing this stuff?”
you swallow thickly, and he watched the muscles in your throat contract, before his gaze flickers back up to your lips when you speak. “a… few months,” you manage to mumble, forcing the words out.
the grin on seth’s face only widens. “you been keepin’ this secret from me the whole time? didn't know you were so naughty,” he teased, enjoying the way you squirmed at the teasing. “is that what you think about when you’re with me? hm? you daydream about me like that?”
you clam up, and seth gives you a few seconds of silence before he prompts you once again.
“be a good boy and answer me,” seth breaths, his voice laced with just an edge of warning, becoming impatient.
he wants to record the way you react, the way you swallow and squirm and look up at him with those eyes, play it on repeat forever. finally, you open your mouth, simultaneously nodding your head. “yeah,” you breathe.
“you got a favorite? or should i flip through for some inspiration?” seth teases, his hands moving to settle on your hips, sliding under the fabric to feel your soft, bare skin. you shiver, and he feels it this time, watches the bashful look on your face.
you stutter, barely managing to force out the ‘i don’t–’ part of an i don’t know, before seth is chuckling at your shyness and embarrassment and reaching up to ease the sketchbook away from your chest again. with one hand still on your waist, he takes the book and sets it down on the desk beside you. his fingers skirt along the edges of your pants, tracing the waistband, feeling the warmth of your skin. leaning in closer to you, he flips the book open, flicking through a couple pages.
“these are good,” he praises, settling on a page that shows detailed images of him mounting you, pressing your face into the pillows, doing all sorts of filthy things. his gaze flickers back to you, leaning in until his breath fans across your lips, his fingers digging into your hip with the effort it takes not to snap and bend you over the desk right now with no warmup. “but not as good as the real thing’s gonna be.”
and with that, he lets his fingers breach the waistband of your pants, slipping down to the space between your thighs. you stiffen up slightly, sucking in a breath from his sudden movement, and seth chuckles at the way it catches in you throat. his fingers press against the fabric of your underwear, not yet sliding inside as he runs his fingers along the outline of your cunt. he can feel the warmth radiating from you, the telltale signs that you’re already getting wet for him, and he has to call on every ounce of self control.
“this is what you want, right? want me to work you open with my fingers, get you ready for me? you’ll be so good for me, won't you, pretty boy?” seth practically growled, speaking through clenched teeth as he feels your hips twitch against his hand when he strokes your clit through your underwear, his fingers moving in tantalizing circles.
the praise nearly has you whining, a shuddering breath leaving your lips as your nod your head eagerly, eyes locked onto his.
“yeah,” seth repeats, his eyes dark as he drinks in every sound and twitch and reaction you give him. he pulls back, letting his fingers push past the barrier of your underwear, his fingers becoming coated in your arousal. “you’re gonna cum on my fingers first, baby. then i’m gonna strip you down, and fuck just like you want, just like you’ve been dreamin’ about,” he promises, the heel of his palm grinding against your clit as his fingers begin to prod gently at your entrance.
your breath catches in your throat, your hands gripping the edge of the desk behind you. “g-go slow,” you plead, feeling one of his fingers start to push inside you, your walls hot and tight around the intruding digit.
seth pauses for a second, the realization dawning on him. he has to swallow and clench his jaw, but his fingers slow down at your request, eager to make sure you’re comfortable. “fuck, baby,” seth groans as he rests his forehead against yours. “don’t worry. i’ll make you feel so good. no one will ever touch you like i do,” he promises.
he doesn't say it out loud, but he knows that what he truly means is– he’s going to be your first, and your last.
seth works his finger in slowly, pumping it in and out, going in a little deeper each time he pushes it back in. his palm continues to press and grind against your clit, and your hips rock, aiding in that bit of stimulation.
seth can’t take it anymore. he closes the final few inches between you, pressing his lips to yours. he swallows up the moan you make, licking at the seam of your lips until you open up for him, and then he forces his tongue into your mouth. he feels the burning need to consume you, to imprint himself onto every inch of your skin.
he fucks his finger into you until he thinks you might be ready for more, and then he slowly starts to work the second finger in. your whine is muffled against his mouth, and his other hand moves up to cup the back of your head, fingers carding through and gripping your hair, keeping you right where he wants you.
his middle and third finger find their rhythm inside you, and once he feels you start to relax again, your walls not so tensed— he begins to bend his fingers forward, searching. the pads of his fingers brush teasingly against the spongey spot on your walls, hitting your g-spot and making you jolt and gasp into his mouth. your body trembles against his as he massages it, working his fingers in and out and pressing the pads of his fingers right into your sensitive spot. your hips grind into his hand, and your walls clench and flutter spastically around his fingers, and he knows you’re close.
your back arches into him, and the kiss breaks for just a moment as you cry out, hips rocking and stuttering against his hand— and you cum on his fingers, squeezing your eyes shut and gasping for air.
seth doesn't wait for you to recover. he works you through the waves of your orgasm, before he pulls his fingers out of you and sets to work doing what he promised earlier. he pushes your pants and underwear down off your hips, exposing the wet mess he left between your thighs. as your chest heaves with each panting breath, he grips the hem of your t-shirt, and pulls it up until it’s off over your head, discarding it.
“did so good,” he praises, pressing another kiss to the corner of your mouth, his hands already tugging at your hips to pull you away from the desk and to the bed. the sight of you, naked and willing and already so sensitive from just his hand, it had him going fucking wild.
with his help, you find yourself up on your bed, turned away from him and on your knees— seth puts his hands on your back, pushing you forward, coaxing you into the same position as you are in the pages of your sketchbook. he watches you squirm, you ass and the dripping, sensitive space between your thighs on display for him as he bends you over.
“fuck, look at you,” seth groans as he positions himself behind you. he doesn't disrobe entirely, just quickly whipping his shirt off and undoing his jeans, pushing them down just enough to free his cock from his boxers, which are smeared and wet with precum by now. he can’t wait to be inside you, to feel you grip and clench around him, to feel you cum like that again, but this time on his cock.
seth presses closer, and with one hand, guides the head of his cock to your entrance. he drags his head through your folds once, twice, coating himself in your slick, before he finally can’t take it anymore— and he starts to guide himself inside you.
your legs tremble under you, and seth wishes he could see your face, wanting to see the way you eyes roll and go fuzzy the first time he pushes into you. your fingers twist in the sheets of your bed, your moan muffled by the pillows and blankets.
seth clenches his jaw, breathing out a string of curses as he feels your walls clamp tight around his cock, still sensitive. he moves slow, restraining himself, trying to get you used to the feeling as he inches in. eventually, he’s bottomed out, his hips pressed against your ass and his cock buried inside your wet, willing heat. “fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he groans, hands digging into your hips.
your only response is to squirm and moan into the pillows, and seth runs his hand up your spine soothingly. he rocks backwards, withdrawing from you, before he pushes back in, earning another whiny, breathless sound from you. it takes everything in him not to snap his hips back, to fuck into you like he so desperately wants to, to absolutely ruin you for anybody else.
“that’s it,” he praises you, setting a slow, even pace of thrusting inside of you. “you take it so well— such a good boy f’ me, huh?”
the continued praise and use of the pet names has you mewling under him, and he can't help but pick up the pace a little bit. your body rocks forward gently with each thrust, as seth pulls out until just the head of his cock is stretching you open, before thrusting in all the way until his hips meet your ass again. you clench around him, warm and perfect, and seth never wants it to end. he groans, fingers digging into your hips as he holds you steady,
“fuck, ‘s like you were made for me,” seth curses, watching the way you hips begin to rock backwards into his thrusts, calling out for more. he answers, picking up the pace, going a little bit harder. the breathy sounds you make, the way you squirm and claw at the sheets, has him desperate to break you apart once again. one of his hands slides around you hip, dipping between your thighs again, and he finds your clit.
you jolt, legs trembling, still sensitive from the first orgasm, from grinding against his palm. “seth—” you choke, as his fingers begin to roughly circle it, making slick sounds against your wet flesh.
“shh,” seth interrupts, “you can take it. know you can,” he pants, pleasure zinging up his spine as he fucks into you, your body welcoming him so perfectly. he has to go harder, has to go faster— he’s not sure how long he can control this pace until he’s hammering into you like an animal.
“you’re gonna cum for me again, baby, wanna feel you cum on my cock,” seth demands, “and i’m not gonna stop. ‘m gonna keep going til you can’t take it anymore, gonna fill you up so you know you belong to me.”
your back arches some more, your hand reached between your thighs to grab at seth’s wrist, but it doesn't slow him down. he pulls back and gives you a particularly harsh thrust, earning a choked cry from your lips, and you turn your head to the side, pressing your cheek against the cool sheets. you squirm, fingers digging into his wrist, your body feeling hot and tingly as he works you towards the edge again.
“yeah? you like that? you like the idea of me cumming inside you baby? fuck, that’s it, just let go, let me make you feel good,” seth coaxes, shifting his weight on his knees to pump into you harder. his other hand stays on your hip, holding you in place so you can't squirm away as you claw at the sheets. his pace has picked up, rocking into you with barely restrained abandon, the flesh of your ass and thighs rippling when his hips smack into you. “i’ll fill you up, just like you want, stuff you so fuckin’ full you’ll never get rid of me.”
you cry out loudly, moaning, and he feels you clench around him. you're already close, and fuck, does it feel good to be the one doing that to you.
when you cum, spasming and trembling under him, it sends seth over the edge. your tight walls are practically milking him, and he can't help himself— he pressed his hips against yours, his wild, unsteady thrusts calming as he buries himself to the hilt, and he cums deep inside you. his fingers momentarily still on your clit, pleasure washing over him and making him forget how to move.
your thighs tense and you shift, squirming and unintentionally trying to close your legs, but it only makes you feel tighter around his cock. seth clenches his teeth, leaning over you to press a kiss to the back of your shoulder as he rocks into you, grinding his hips against yours and riding out the last pleasant shocks of his orgasm. you groan into the pillows, and it's delicious.
“we’re not done, pretty boy,” seth mutters in your ear, dragging you up with him until your pressed back against his chest. one of his hands snakes between your thighs once again, while the other moved up, brushing over your stomach and up your chest, before his hand is settled gently around your throat. “there's a lot of pages left in that book of yours— you’re gonna be leaking my cum for days, baby.”
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struckd0wn · 6 months
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𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏: 𝐀𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐜- 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲
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You jump up from your seat on the couch when you here the keys jingle at the lock and the handle turn, running to greet your boyfriend that had been gone for a couple days now. You run to the front door and as soon an you see him step into your shared apartment you tackle him in a hug. Leon hugs you back loosely around the waist, but his hand quickly travel to the waist band of your sweatpants. You pull back from him slightly, giving a confused look. Leon had always been an eager lover but never this eager. His face is bright red, sweat shinning on his features. "Leon?" You quiz but he's to busy pulling your pants down, pushing you back into the dinning room before lifting you up onto the small wooden table you both ate at.
His movement is rushed, when you look down you notice his painful erection as he pulls it from his pants. "Hey, what's wrong?" You try to ask again and like before it goes unanswered as he roughly shoves his length into you unprepared.
You wince as his hard cock forces itself into you, clawing at his back when holding onto him. "M' sorry..." He whispers between animalistic grunts, fingers pressing bruises into your soft skin. "Something out...in the lab." He tries to explain, his words almost entirely incoherent. "It, fuck... It got on me. I feel hot, I need you so bad. I'm sorry." Leon babbles out hurriedly, fucking you into the wooden table, it rocks loudly against the wall.
You just let it happen at this point, worried about the "something" from the "lab" that had gotten on him. You whine with your arms around his neck, nails digging into his shoulders. If you could help by just being a hole for him to pound into, you'd take it without complaints.
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yanderestarangel · 3 months
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✧ 𑂴 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐓 X 𝐅𝐓𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
𝐓𝐖: v!sex, dirty fantasies, sex dreams, v!sex, porn plot, praise kink, sex in the car, soft!dom mike, ftm reader, creampie.
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Mike's concerns were never limited to just family and economic environments, not just capitalism and the concern of keeping his memory and taking care of the only person he had left - Abby - but also romantic parameters, and unfortunately he couldn't cope. get rid of such feelings... Feelings for you.
You were his coworker - always smiling and asking if he was okay or not, it made the security guard's day happier and more comforting, even if you were just being a polite person. Mike was a lonely man with several problems, and even though he was embarrassed, the only escape route he had were erotic dreams about you.
It all started involuntarily, with him going to sleep thinking about how you touched him that day - it was a simple touch on his hand at lunch, but enough for him to feel the heat of your skin transmit to him - Schmidt felt his member throb in his pants when thinking about what it would be like to touch his body, treating him gently, how he could be a little rough with you hitting his dick in your little hole while forcing you to look deep into his eyes giving him more motivation to continue hitting your body with his hips, he was already a hostage to his own desires.
"-Oh fuck..." he whispered, still in a state of deep sleep, sweat ran down his forehead while a hand went against his erection, instinctively while goosebumps formed on his skin. The image of your pussy, your body, your face, slowly riding and slobbering on his dick was too vivid-just a fantasy in his brain, but it was a fantasy he couldn't lie about that was pleasurable in every way.
The days passed more and more tortuously... Every touch, smile and conversation, every reverberation of your voice was enough for Mike's brain chemistry to change and everything to spin, his dick was pulsing in his pants and he needed some relief or simply asking you out - he didn't just want sex, but sex was also included in his intense and lustful passion for you - so, the man asked you to have a beer and take a walk around, a calm stroll through the monotonous small town night, no worries, no more fantasies, something real and invigorating; That was all Mike wanted.
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His car was a hot and stuffy space, but the cold, bitter sip you took every moment from the beer bottle made your system cool a little. Mike seemed genuinely cheerful after a while, smiling widely and telling bad jokes that made you smile at his cute attempt to distract you from his poor choice of first date location... After all, even if he didn't make it clear, it was a date. Schmidt soon began to make you more comfortable with small respectful touches, some caresses on your thighs, cheeks or even a quick kiss on the forehead, while he leaned against the bench and looked at you with his black eyes, resting his face on his closed wrists.
"-You know... I always thought you were a pretty boy." Mike spoke in a husky voice filled with desire underlying whatever fear stood in the way of the advances he hadn't made. Then, everything was too fast for your brain to process - Mike above you, his hands were holding your thighs with your ankles resting on his shoulders, his thick, pulsing cock was moving in and out of your pussy, his hands were squeezing your soft flesh until that his fingertips were white - it was a way for the poor man to feel that you were actually real, not just another comforting dream he'll have as the months go by -
"-That's it... My boy is taking my cock so well... Damn (Y/N) you're so fucking tight." Mike moaned loudly as he removed his shaft from your core, only to rub it against your clit, making you moan his name even more - he slowly thrust back in making each movement count, making you arch your back for more fiction.
"-S-So fucking cute- oh fuck baby boy, do you know how much I dreamed about fucking you? How much I wanted that pussy wrapped around my dick?" He confesses between moans, he didn't really care anymore if what he said was dirty or immoral, he needed to let you know how much he wanted you. "-I just wanted to fuck you, turn you into mine, filled with my cum..."
Mike expected to see some sign of repulsion or disgust, but you just moaned and rubbed your own clit, looking for more of that forbidden and newly discovered pleasure. "-You always wanted this... deep down you knew I would never resist you." You wrapped your arms around him, holding on for dear life as he fucked you senseless.
He grabbed an arm, pulling your body closer to him as he continued to ravage your pussy relentlessly. His breathing became difficult and sweat ran from his forehead to his, mixing in an erotic dance. "-Fuck, beautiful boy, squeeze that little pussy on my dick- yes! Fuck exactly like that, good boy, such a good boy for me-!" You soon felt your cunt milking Mike to the last drop of sperm, feeling your walls close around him - He grunted loudly, spilling everything into your uterus.
"-Take it all, take my load like the good boy you are."
You soiled the antique leather seats beneath you, but he didn't care about the mess at that moment, just slowly pulling out of you and lowering himself between your legs, placing kisses on your aching pussy and leaking his cum.
"-You don't know how much I'm in love with you baby..." He looked deep into your eyes, and by the glow you saw in his orbs - he was obviously being sincere, the world stopped and it was just you and Mike that moment, and that was all he needed at the moment... You.
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fallenneziah · 4 months
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Soft cuddles with Simon after your top surgery.
Simon knows he's not supposed to touch the bandages, so he let's you lay back against his warm, naked chest. His large hand slowly moving up and down over the softness of your tummy.
"How're you feeling, love?" He asks, kissing the crook of your neck as you focus on on your TV show.
"Still a little numb, feels good though." You reply, snuggling back into him, giving him the opportunity to kiss up your neck, then to your cheek.
"As long as you're doing ok. Need anything else?"
You turn a little, swinging your leg over his lap, forgetting the TV as you pull his mask up and off, fingers threading through his hair.
"Kisses sound pretty good."
He hums in reply, leaning up to steal your lips in a soft, slow kiss. "That can be arranged."
You tilt your head, inhaling softly, smelling the pungent smell of cigarettes on his sweater balanced with the nice taste of yorkshire tea on his tongue.
His hands splaying out across your midsection, keeping your hips still from causing any mischief as he indulges. Soft, slow kisses for both of you. Your tongue gliding past his lips, feeling him meet you there.
Letting you into his mouth and slowly moving to yours. He hums into it, pulling away for a proper breath of air before kissing you again.
"Gonna look even more handsome, I know it." He strokes your cheek, seeing your little smile. "Although I admit, I'll miss the handholds."
You scoff, lightly smacking him, making him chuckle. "Simon, you nut!"
"Only for you." He grins.
"Oh come off it. When I get out of these you're in serious trouble ya hear??"
He hums again, press a soft as feather kiss to the bandages across your chest. "Whatever you say love."
You continue to stroke your hands through his hair, his chin resting just barely against your shoulder, massaging up your abdomen. Feeling your soft stomach, rubbing you and down your sides, across your hips, briefly dipping into the warmth of your pants but no more.
It was quiet, except for the TV. The two of you content to rest in each other's arms.
When Simon felt your hands through his hair starting to slow, he gently laid you down on your back and joined you, wrapping an arm around you. He turned off the TV and kissed your cheek.
"Y'know I love you either way right?"
You hum softly, smiling tiredly at him.
He nods, kissing your cheek again. "Good. Want what you want, but if this goes wrong, y'know I'm gonna still be here."
"I know Simon... I love you."
"I love you too, now get some rest."
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dexlexia · 7 months
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scarring - zoro x reader
pairing: roronoa zoro x trans!reader (he/him) rating: 18+ summary: When Zoro found out you were trans it was in the middle of battle. You were standing in the way of the Straw Hats as part of another pirate crew. You were their swordsman and anthropologist. But when one of Zoro's swords slashed through your shirt, he saw your secret. tags: pwp, smut, deck sex, riding, transmasc!reader, chest worship, swordsman!reader, established relationship a/n: this one goes out to all my transmasc brethren. i see you
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When Zoro found out you were trans it was in the middle of battle. You were standing in the way of the Straw Hats as part of another pirate crew. You were their swordsman and anthropologist. But when one of Zoro's swords slashed through your shirt, he saw your secret. 
Two thick lines of scar tissue on your chest. In a moment of vulnerability you fled. Paranoia ran through your mind as you jumped onto your ship and sailed off with the rest of your crew. You swallowed down panic, not even your crew knew and now this mosshead who you were fighting knew all about your business. 
But it wouldn't be the last time you ran into Zoro. The next time you'd see him would be months later when you woke up on the Thousand Sunny. When you opened your eyes, you were on a medical cot with your head bandaged up and the thin blanket that was up to your shoulders. 
When you noticed the green-haired man you sat up and got to the further corner of the cot up against the wall. The blanket fell to your waist and once again exposed your scarring. 
  ”Don't worry.“ Zoro said as he looked at you, “I'm not going to hurt you." He leaned forward and brought the blanket up to your shoulder to partially conceal your surgery scars, ”They look pretty nasty.“
  ”I'm pretty sure if I had gone to another island they'd look better.“
  ”A swordsman should never be ashamed of their scars.“ He looked out of the corner of his eye to the sword that had been placed on the counter of the makeshift clinic, ”I was almost disappointed that we didn't end our fight.”
  “Where's my crew?" You asked.
Zoro shrugged, “No clue, we only found you floating on a piece of ship. You're lucky to be alive.“ He looked at you once more, ”Can't let a good swordsman die until we finish our fight.“ 
The corner of your mouth curled upwards, you tried to get up but a sharp pain went through your head and you ended up back on the cot. You held where it hurt and groaned. 
 “Yeah, you're not getting up for a while.” Zoro responded, "And since you're technically our enemy, I have to stay here until you recover.“ He sat back in the wooden chair, ”Feel free to go back to sleep, it makes my job easier.“
You laid back down and looked up at him, ”Thank you, mosshead.“ 
He gave you a pointed look out of the corner of his eye, ”Just call me Zoro. Got enough people calling me mosshead around here.” He then turned to you, “Roronoa Zoro.” 
You gave your name before you rolled onto your side and got comfortable on the cot. As you felt your eyes grow heavy, you felt the thin blanket pushed back up over your shoulders followed by the chair creaking as someone was sitting back in it. 
That was how you met Zoro.
You never found your crew, but were soon adopted into the Straw Hats for your knowledge of the upcoming islands as your studies were in the cultures of the people of the Grand Land.
With that you became closer to Zoro. He wasn't upfront about his emotions, but he showed in other ways. Like he'd clean your sword when he cleaned his, he'd pass you extra food during mealtimes. He even threw a hat on your head one afternoon due to the fact it was too sunny. 
You never saw yourself as someone to fall in love with. You thought traveling the Grand Line and becoming a pirate meant romance was out of the picture. On top of that meeting someone who'd accept you for being transgender the prospect of falling in love felt like a far off dream. 
But Zoro didn't see you as some sorry excuse for a man, or a fake man, or whatever other bad thing you could think about yourself. He saw you as a competent fighter. He never felt the need to protect you when the Straw Hats got in trouble, he rather expected you to be at his side in the heat of battle. 
Time passed and without many words spoken, you two became a couple. It felt like a natural progression. Soon you shared a bed, shared shower time together, and even at times shared clothes even if Zoro's clothes were far too big on you. 
And to bring it all together, none of the Straw Hats cared that you were transgender. It was your business and your gender didn't affect your role on the crew. When you were accepted by them, you felt overwhelmed and eventually burst into tears thanking them for accepting you.
No more secrets, no more lies. You were a Straw Hat and you couldn't have been any happier. Slowly you became more comfortable with training shirtless on the deck with Zoro. 
Sometimes Chopper joined but could only really use the small weights, but you encouraged them to keep going even when he felt like giving up. The sight made Zoro smile as he added more weight to his routine. Other times you were looking at your notes from a recent island with Chopper on Zoro's back while he did push ups. You weren't able to do the same, you tried and got to about five reps before your arms turned to jelly. 
However today was a slow afternoon, the ship, the Thousand Sunny was docked at a local island. You were going to stop for a few days in order to stretch your legs and get supplies. You were offered by multiple crew members to go with them as they completed their to-do list on the island. But you declined, you would enjoy some alone time on the ship. 
Sometimes being on such a rambunctious ship like the Thousand Sunny left you feeling exhausted. So you'd take the time to organize some notes before you added anymore to your collection. 
Zoro offered to stay too, deciding to utilize the additional space on the deck to really get his reps in. He did shove his list of items he needed to Sanji who gave him an earful. 
  “What number is this now?” You asked as you looked into one of your notebooks. You hand a bunch of them and of course, none of them were labeled. 
  “Two-hundred and fifty seven.” Zoro responded. You admired his body as he moved with each swing of the weights. His toned, sun kissed muscles illuminated in the afternoon light. You licked your lips at the sight of him. 
Soon he dropped the weight onto the ground and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He turned to you and put his hands on his hips. Just as you were staring at him, he was staring back. 
  ”What are you looking at?“
  ”Can't a man admire his boyfriend?“ You felt his eyes on your skin. The scars were less noticeable now, but under the light right you could still see the jagged scar tissue. 
He smiled at you and went over to you on the upper level of the deck and took the notebook from you. He placed his hand on your bare chest, his large hand made you feel so small. ”Only if I can look at you.“
You took his face in your hands and smiled at him, ”I don't know. It might cost you.“ Then pulled him in for a kiss. He soon grabbed you by the hips and put you on top of him as he laid out of the wood of the deck. 
You stared down at him and pushed the hair out of your eyes, ”How much longer do you think we have?“ 
  ”Well, if Luffy eats the town out of house and home, we'll have enough time.“ He started to pull his work out pants down his thighs, exposing his cock.
You grinned like a maniac and you discarded your pants and watched Zoro lick his lips at the sight of your pussy. A swordsman with a pussy, it was quite the sight. 
  ”We have to be fast.“ You aknowledged, ”If we fuck on the ship I will never hear the end of it." You placed both hands on his chest and lined your pussy up with his cock. With his assistance, you seated yourself down on his length. The stretch made you ball up your fists.
He held onto your hips and leaned up to kiss at your chest. His nose brushed against the fine hairs. His lips crossed your nipples before he kissed the scar tissues. In return your hands explored the scar on his chest. You felt his heartbeat under your palm as you began to ride him. 
  “Fuck, Zoro." You moaned as you rolled your hips at a steady yet quick pace. There was no time to have the slow kind of sex that you rarely got to have on a busy ship like the Thousand Sunny. When sex happened, it was in dark areas as quickly as possible. Soon you gripped his head as he kissed your chest.
His kisses were like worship, he accepted you as fully male. He didn't doubt it for a second that you weren't a man. Even if you weren't the tallest man around or were the most muscular, Zoro saw you stronger than any man he had ever met. You fought through everything to live your authentic truth. He could tell by when he observed you taking you weekly testosterone injections. 
  “I love you.” You said as you comed through his green hair, feeling the soft hairs under your fingertips as you rolled your hips. He kept his hands planted on your hips and continued to worship your test. You moaned as his cock rubbed against a sensitive spot. You pulled his face closer to your chest as his lips moved across your scarring. 
He groaned into your chest as he felt pleasure race up his spine. You felt amazing around his cock, he remembered the first time you had sex in a broom closet and had to stop halfway because another crew was attacking the ship. He remembered he didn't want to give you the sensation of fucking you but had to come back to it later after you both cut down the enemies. 
  “I love you too.” He panted as his jaw clenched at the feeling of you riding him. His heart hammered in his chest and his toes curled at the sensual roll of your hips on his cock. He had heard stories about transgender male pussy, but those didn't compare to what he felt at that moment. He was obsessed with you in every sense of the word. 
He wanted to either marry you or die by your blade. He would gladly let you kill him if it meant being in the presence of someone so amazing. He gave one last kiss to the middle of your chest before he laid fully back on the deck and let you get a better angle of riding him. 
You leaned forward and planted both hands on either side of his head before you went in for a sloppy kiss. His mouth opened and ran his tongue across your lips until you opened your mouth and the kiss became deeper. He gripped onto your hips and encouraged your pace by fucking up into you. Letting his cock hit against all the right angles. 
  “Zoro."
 ”I know. You feel amazing.“ He said quietly, ”I can't get enough of you.“ He groaned and thrusted up further into you. Which you responded to by moaning against his cheek. Your nose pressed up into the apples of his cheeks as you raised and dropped your hips in quick succession. 
  "Zoro. Fuck. Please.” You begged which only turned him on further. You almost pathetic moans made Zoro's stomach clench. A moment of such vulnerability. You trusted him with your whole life. 
The pleasure became too much and he flipped you over so your back was on the hardwood and he wrapped your legs around his waist. He started to thrust roughly into you, he held your hips up and fucked into you. Your body jolted up and down with each hard thrust. You watched Zoro lick his lips as his eye watched you intently. 
You both felt hot under the afternoon sun, Zoro was still sweaty from his workout but now even more so thanks to the intimate activities you were doing. He soon held onto your hip with one hand and played with your clit with his other thumb. He pressed into the nub and you moaned. You grabbed onto the wood under your back for dear life as he fucked you.
It wasn't long before both of you felt the overwhelming urge to orgasm. Zoro swore under his breath as he rammed into you. He continued to pleasure you as you moaned and panted into the open air. He loved the sight of you, you were always so strong but to see you in a moment of euphoric weakness was something he marveled in. 
He loved you, more than one person could love another. You were the drive in his heart to continue his goal to become the world's greatest swordsman. If there were ever anyone to defeat him in that title, he hoped it would be you. You Were his strongest passion, the strongest man he had ever encountered. As he fucked into you and gazed down at your face. He felt his heart beat faster as he pushed himself up into you. 
  “You're mine.“ He said.
Your eyes met, ”Only as much as you are mine, Zoro.“ You grabbed him by the neck and pulled him into another searing kiss that made Zoro's mind go blank. He was lost in you, he could call his love for you borderline obsessive but he didn't care. He'd fight by your side until he had no fight left in him, even after that he'd still try. 
Because in that moment as you two fucked on the deck of the ship, he felt a thrum in his system that called out for your love in every single way. He wanted you in every way he could get you. You were what he seeked, you were the swordsman he'd fight alongside. He kissed you once more, lost in your love as he pounded into you. His body ached in a need to orgasm. The kiss became sloppier as he thrusted into you at a quick, uneven pace. 
You had almost reached your climax, you dug your blunt nails into his shoulders as you panted and moaned into the kiss. He was breathing harshly through his nose as he moved. Within a few more heavy thrusts, he finished. With you shortly behind him. 
The feeling was euphoric as all the drive left your bodies, and you laid limp against one another. Cum oozed out of you. It took a moment as the seagulls squawked in the distance for you both to recover. Zoro looked at you, his face pressed into the wood of the deck. 
He gave you a smile and reached over to get your shorts, ”Before those idiots come back.“ His hands were shaky from the aftermath of the climax. You took them from him, your hands touched for a moment as you grabbed them. 
  ”You're something else, Zoro.“
He responded, ”Not as much as you, swordsman.“ 
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meltedheartz · 23 days
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thinking about ftm!reader and mean!izuku who thinks it's so cute how they just can't defend themselves against him :((
tw : college!au, dub-con, condescension, mild bullying (in a way), chubby reader, reader wears glasses, reader's a bit of a loser, dacryphilia, creampie, no protection (don't be silly, wrap that willy!), mating press, izuku's a whore for reader, praise and petnames, don't care how big you are cuz izu's bigger, gn pronouns used :3
word count : wrote this on a whim, so i honestly don't know..
it starts when you accidentally bump into him, stumbling back yet he was barely even startled. you apologize profusely, and izuku just waves you off at first.
you think it's rude, before rushing off to wherever you were trying to get too—forgetting about it.
but izuku spots you around that coffee shop near the campus, sees you in the hallways with books nearly stumbling from your arms, watches as you take notes as the professor speaks.
a couple of people whisper about you, how you never bother speaking to anyone, and how nervous you seem when someone approaches you.
it's like cornering a bunny, izuku thinks when he decides to speak to you.
well, it's more like being passive aggressive than actually conversing.
"wow, you're soo smart. you must be real fun to be around, huh? your voice is really high pitched, are you sure you're alright?"
you tell him to stop being a dickhead, if he doesn't wanna be around, he doesn't have to be. izuku waves you off and laughs, says you're like a startled animal that thinks it's intimidating, and it makes you frown.
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"you're an ass," you poke at his chest, before picking up your bag and adjusting your glasses.
"hm? where are you going?" izuku pointedly ignores your insult, but it feels more ticklish than insulting or hurtful.
you ignore him right back, attempting to storm out of his dorm room. of all the people you get to work with, you get paired with him. it's annoying—more an inconvenience, than anything.
izuku watches as tears well up behind those clear rims you wear, sees the furrow in your eyebrow and nearly laughs at it, wants to call you a crybaby for it; just like everyone used to do to him.
he can sort of see why they did it, and when it comes down to someone as soft and quiet as you, it's nearly impossible to resist.
"we're not done with either of our parts. you don't need help on yours?"
when you don't answer, izuku takes it upon himself to grab you hard enough to stop you, but not enough to hurt. it causes a slight discomfort, makes your breathing stutter a bit as you sniffle and try to pull away—but you physically can't.
izuku speaks again, looming over you with a small scowl. "why are you ignoring me? i thought you wanted to get this done, what happened to that?"
you just wanna slap him for asking that. he knows the answer — knows exactly what he did wrong and why you got fed up.
"let go of me. i'll work on my part by myself, dickweed."
"nuh-uh, that's not fair to either of us, is it?" izuku coos, grabbing your bag for you and tossing it onto the futon he has sitting just a little bit away.
you sniffle again, more tears welling up and threatening to tip over and down onto your chubby cheeks, and you can't even wipe them away cuz you're arguing with such an asshole.
you seem so frustrated and angered, but he knows that instead of yelling, you cry. it's pathetic, makes him wanna bite your cute face and boop your nose just to see you sniffle some more.
"you mad at me?" izuku asks, tugging you back into the small apartment that you stupidly decided to visit to get your joint assignment done.
"this is stupid — let me go, midoriya." he frowns at that, his grip loosening just a bit before it tightens again.
he clicks his tongue and drags you right back to his room, with all the superhero posters and expensive collectors items that can't be found anywhere else.
izuku sits you down but doesn't let you go—hasn't let go of your arm since he got a hold of it. "what happened to calling me by my name?"
"that is your name," you snark back. you watch as his eyes narrow a bit and he makes his way on to the bed, looming over you.
you feel.. small. it's not like you were ever bigger than him, he goes to the gym more times a week than you can keep track of and is over 6'0" — of course you aren't bigger than him.
"don't get smart with me honey. you know you don't wanna do that." izuku sighs and makes you lay down, and you feel your heartbeat speed up as your eyes widen.
you struggle and squirm, but he just smiles and puts more of his weight on you, making it near impossible to even move.
"m-midoriya—"
"izuku. say it," he breathes out, tucking his face into the crook of your neck almost forcefully.
he hears you hiccup, sees as the tears flow over and how your eyes get all glassy—all doe-eyed and he laughs.
"izuku, get off me—" you try to move again, you feel the grip around your wrist tighten more and it feels more and more uncomfortable as it does.
"i love you. you're so cute, what would you have done if it was someone else on top of you? hm?" izuku raises his head to look at you, and feels bad.
feels that guilt of actually making you cry, seeing how scared you are of him. "ah-ah, shh. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make you upset, okay?"
that doesn't make the tears stop, but izuku thinks it's fine. the apology sounds genuine—more genuine than the usual sarcastic 'sorry' he gives you, more genuine than the mean laughs he gives you after making you throw a crumbled paper ball at him.
"i hate you, you're s-so mean," you hiss, wanting to kick and scream at him.
you feel the hold he has on your wrists loosen, but he doesn't let go entirely. but it's more than enough for you to wriggle free.
izuku smiles again, "i know. i know, 'm sorry."
the words that leave his mouth make you hiccup and stare at him, the typical scowl you always give izuku on your lips.
"you never show that you're actually sorry." you sniffle, and have to move to wipe the onslaught of tears the stumble down your pretty face.
izuku pauses when you say that, eyes grazing over your face before he lights up.
"how about i prove it, would that make you feel better?"
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"s-slow down—"
"mgh—s-sorry," izuku gasps, but doesn't make any move to slow down, hips stuttering into yours as he watches you shake and clutch at the sheets.
it's been a little over thirty minutes, you think, but you're not sure. it's not like you can think when you can feel izuku's pretty cock all the way in your tummy—making sure you know he's actually sorry.
he spent all his time before this slurping at your pretty cunt, fingering you to completion as he sucked at your cute clit and made sure you felt good.
even now, izuku was trying to make sure you felt as good as you possibly could with him, watching your eyes roll back with every thrust into you.
"love you s'much, soo soft n pretty-" izuku whines, kissing you all sloppily yet so lovingly.
it makes you clench up around him, trying to close your legs but you jus can't because of the mean mating press he has you in.
"such a good boy for me, yeah?" the words paired with his dick stirring up your guts make you wail.
it's almost too much, but it's not enough as you cream around his cock—a milky white ring forming at the base of it as he pants and gasps right next to your ear.
he pounds a little faster—a little harder before his thrusts get sloppier and nearly lose rhythm. you can barely see his face without your glasses and the tears blurring your vision further.
but izuku makes sure that you can hear him good and well as he moans and whines, feeling the blunt tip press against your cervix as though it never wants to leave.
"shit, shit— 'm cumming," he gives short little thrusts as he does, cumming harder than he has in months just knowing that he finally has you.
you're both sweaty and you feel a little icky, embarrassed at all the crying you did. izuku kisses you—softer than he did before, wiping some hair from your face as he does.
"love you." izuku mutters. he doesn't care if you don't say it back, just as long as you know he loved you at the very least.
"i love you too."
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A/N ; i haven't written smut or anything in MONTHS. i hope this is good in some parts, it's very rushed and not well thought outt :((
b4 anyone asks, minors are allowed to interact with my account. i don't care, as long as you aren't under 15. i fully understand that you guys have hormones, and the "minors dni" thing is straight bullshit to me. luv you guys, i will be making an account intro, but it won't be anytime soon cuz i'm lazy.. \(≧▽≦)/
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Hello !! I just read your yandere! Zombie hordes x Male reader gangbang or whatever and I love it !!??
Can I request a yandere! Werewolves and ftm reader...The story is based on little red riding hood but ofc it's different because of the reader tehe !!
I just wanna have werewolves fill the reader their pups bc why not <33
(LOVE UR BLOG BTWW)
i like how you think anon (─‿‿─)♡
Love as Red as Blood
Werewolf x Transmale!Reader
Cw: afab reader, dub-con, smut, female genetalia used, knotting, baby trapping, ftm reader,
🍂 How cute you looked when you came into the woods in your little red cape, humming a little song as you carried a basket to who knows where, that's all he could think about as he stalked you from the trees, his mouth quickly filling with saliva as he fantasized breeding you till you were full of his pups. You just looked so handsome and soft you just had to be his mate!
🍂 You were going through the woods to bring a few cakes to granny when you felt an eerie feeling growing in your stomach. You look around but you couldn't see anyone, it was rare for people to go so deep into the woods so you brushed it off as a wild animal or something.
🍂 It was a wild animal alright
🍂 He jumped out of the trees and in front of you, staring at you with piercing yellow eyes. You scream and fall to the ground as the beast cocks his head at you.
🍂 You couldn't do anything, you were frozen. You cursed yourself for taking so long in going to granny's, you were supposed to be halfway back to your house by now, but you decided to pick a few flowers and fruits for your visit, how foolish you were.
🍂 He was now standing right in front of you, you could feel his hot breath on your neck as he sniffed your hair and coat.
🍂 Suddenly, your legs finally started moving, you sped off so quick you left the large wolf confused as to why his mate would just run off like that. Perhaps it's a game?
🍂 He bolts after you in lightening speed and quickly catches you, tackling you to the ground and licking your face. You cry as he leaves sloppy kisses all over your face. What fun that was! You must be tired now, lets go home my love~
🍂 He picks you up and swings you onto his shoulder like a sack of rice. You kick and claw at him, scream in his ear, anything to make him let go you go but he was unfazed. I know you want to play more but it's getting late!
🍂 You were finally put down in a cave full of soft furs and rugs, possibly old things left here which he found to make his den more cozy.
🍂 He crouched down to sniff at you, but you kicked away, putting your back to the wall of the cave as your heart beat a mile a minute.
🍂 You had nowhere to hide as he sniffed and licked at your neck and face, licking away the tears that fell from your eyes.
🍂 How sad, please don't be scared mate! He'll make you feel better.
🍂 He pulls you close to him and lies down, keeping you close as you try to push yourself out of his embrace, but his grip on your waist and thighs were too strong.
🍂 Eventually you grew tired and passed out under him. He grins as he watches his little mate snore softly, his tail wagging hard.
🍂 It's been a week and no matter how hard you tried; you could never manage to evade him. Every escape attempt was thwarted with him tracking you down by your scent and dragging you back by the hood of your coat.
🍂 Speaking of your coat, he loved it! Such a rich and pretty color! It reminded him of a red robin's feathers, how adorable and cute his mate was!
🍂 He would leave to get food for you and come back with small animals he's killed, or food stolen from the village. He learned what you preferred and started hunting for it more to make you feel better.
🍂 You then grew to be more comfortable with him, he never hurt or growled at you and reminded you of a big dog with charcoal fur. You still wanted to go back but your plan changed from plainly running away to tricking him into letting you go.
🍂 You started reciprocating his affections, petting him, giving him kisses, eating what he brought back, it brought such joy to him seeing that his mate is happy and giving him love!
🍂 He gave you more trust, letting you go outside as long as it wasn't too far from the den.
🍂 It was all part of your plan to get away from him, once he went out to hunt, you'd make a run for it, also hiding your scent so he wouldn't track you down.
🍂 Unfortunately, you didn't plan on him coming home early.
🍂 And in a rut.
🍂 Poor wolf woke up that day with his cock already dripping with precum as you slept under him. He realized what it meant and quickly took off and tried to take care of it himself, but he soon decided your cute little hole would be a much better means to getting rid of his rut.
🍂 You were about to leave when you heard him coming back, you gasped and hid your basket full of supplies you've collected over the weeks in a pile of pelts as he came in, panting and whining. You sat down as you watched him slowly go over to you.
🍂 You thought he was hurt, and a twinge of concern plucked at your heart as he rubbed his face all over you like he was asking for something. He's almost completely on top of you as he licks your face and neck.
🍂 Something hard and slimy then touched your leg. You look down and see his red cock fully erect, your captor thrusting his hips slightly towards you.
🍂 A sweat rolls down your temple as you realize what's about to happen to you. You try your best to push him away, but he ignores your protests.
🍂 He starts breathing heavily before ripping away your clothes, your red hood torn to shreds.
🍂 He wasted no time licking and sucking on your soft body as he pinned you down with his strong arms.
🍂 Slowly, he goes lower and lower down your body until he reaches your clit, you try to close your legs but with one arm he forces them open, inserting his long tongue inside of you.
🍂 You tasted so good to him, so sweet, and what lovely noises you made for him as he feasted on your pussy. Don't worry my sweet mate, you'll be full of my babies soon.
🍂 You were about to climax on his tongue alone when he pulls out, grabbing your hips and placing his dick atop your crotch. No matter how much your mind said no, you couldn't resist the pleasure he's giving you, you open your legs for him as his tail wags happily, knowing his mate really loves him, willingly wanting to be bred.
🍂 His tip teases your hole before he inserts his entire member inside of you. He stretched you out as he licked your neck to comfort you from the pain.
🍂 Soon, the pain was replaced with pleasure as he thrusts into you at a slow pace, his cock massaging your walls.
🍂 You caress his dark fur as he fucks you, you pull his close as he starts going faster and faster.
🍂 He pulls out and flips you over on your stomach with your ass out in front of him before forcefully slamming his dick back in you. You thought you were seeing stars as his cum flooded your pussy.
🍂 You feel something swell inside of you as he finishes, whining and rubbing on you affectionately.
🍂 He picks you up carefully and lies down, hugging you from behind.
🍂 Now you were sure you'd never leave him with your belly full of his seed and the knot in your hole, also considering the high possibility that he'll fill you up more.
🍂 And he wouldn't have it any other way.
not one of my best works but i hope you like it ;v;
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